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Nearly nine months had passed since Dante and Vergil took their descent together into the Underworld so they could destroy the chaotic Qliphoth roots and seal the expanding tear created by the ascension of a certain newfound Demon King. At the present time, they were focused on searching a twisted structure that once belonged to a warrior and follower of Mundus. One they had taken out just a few minutes prior as they continued with their journey to defeat the Lord of Darkness once and for all. So far they had yet to find a new 'badge' to be collected, and the twin sons of Sparda were still five out of the twenty-one missing marble-shaped spheres.
Standing in his true demonic form, Vergil clicked his tongue in disappointment after he closed the empty drawer of a misshapen desk- one that looked like it had become warped via visual manipulation. However, it was how it truly appeared with its' upwards curved surface and bloated underside. Hell defied any rational human's understanding and general logic. He then walked over to the nearby room's doorway in silence and leaned against its' wide, circular frame. It was rounded in a way that would be a very peculiar sight in the human world, yet not impossible unlike the desk. He gazed out from the archway to the fleshy pink, twisted landscape outside the nearby 'window'. Or rather, hole in the wall. A couple more structures similar to the one they broke into dotting across it.
"Hey, Verg'! Come check this out!" Dante's voice snapped him out from his mounting frustration, so he pushed himself away from the door's frame and followed his twin's call, only to discover that he had pulled a peculiar object out from the then mostly torn apart safe they found amidst the start of their searching. The other was standing in his human form, clothes torn in many areas especially along his filthy red coat.
As Dante turned the item over in his hand, from where Vergil stood it appeared to be a larger than normal flashlight often found in shops within the human world. Upon him stepping closer, it immediately became obvious that he was wrong in his assumption. It wasn't a flashlight at all.
The object was cylindrical in its' shape and had a faint purple aura surrounding it in shimmering pulses. Demonic energy that they couldn't pinpoint, though they knew it wasn't Mundus'. Where the light source would be on a more proper device, it was replaced by an odd fleshy section. Many objects in the Underworld had flesh-infused tools and weapons used by demons or items resembling flesh from the human world. What they were looking at in the moment didn't seem to be different in its' appearance except for how clean it was and how the center bore something that resembled an anus. While Vergil had no idea what it could possibly be despite how long he had lived in Hell as a slave, Dante clearly understood the item within his grasp as he wore an excited grin. However, it was only for a moment before it left his face to get replaced by a dumbfounded expression as he noticed something strange.
Raising an eyebrow, Dante poked the corner of the fleshy section with his finger, watching the hole in the center flutter for a moment. Vergil also watched its' reaction to touch in complete silent awe, his brows knotted in confusion. Dante's grin would make a swift return when he noticed the life-like movement of its' fluttering, likely out of sensitivity from the warm air. It looked extremely inviting and felt warm to the touch. Given their situation at the time of being stuck inside the Underworld while trying to find a way to Mundus, Dante knew it was an opportunity they couldn't pass up. A demon general wouldn't put a trap in a safe that clearly hadn't been opened in a long time. It was the perfect milestone reward for all their hard work.
"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" He asked and gave his brother a smug smirk. Vergil scoffed aloud before replying tartly.
"Absolutely not."
"Aw, c'mon Vergil! You and I both know how pent up we are. Why can't we just have a little fun in a different way for once while we have the chance?" Dante insisted, though he then looked as if he had an idea.
"You fool." Vergil hissed, his scaled skin where his nose would be wrinkling in disgust as Dante lifted the object towards his open mouth.
"I'd rather lose my tongue than my dick." He remarked with a small shrug of his shoulders.
Such a retort made the corner of his brother's eye twitch and he exhaled a deep, exasperated sigh. His long, sharp tail giving a thrash behind himself that knocked over some collected junk and common metals found in the layer of Hell they were in.
"Do you have any idea where that's been, or what it belongs to..? Do you truly believe taking such a risk is worth it?" Vergil coolly retorted as he folded his brightly flaring demon arms over his chest. The safe had a very old appearance to it. Almost ancient. In fact, it had been relatively easy for Dante to break the metal door to retrieve such lewd content. Though he still didn't have a good feeling about it.
With a sly smile, Dante assumed his own true demon form with a flicker of angry fiery orange energy and brought the device up to his fanged maw. A long, two-pronged tongue slipping out from between his incredibly sharp teeth. "Only one way to find out."
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Wulf immediately sat up in his bed. It was a normal occurrence for him to do so, in particular due to his nightmares. Yet that time it was different. Very different. He could feel something strange going on within his body. In particular… His lower half. His hips jolted upwards as he could feel something wet and slimy slip inside him, drawing out a sharp gasp from his parted lips. Mouth agape out of pure shock. It felt like a thin appendage pushing in and out. Lapping at his sensitive insides and getting a thorough taste for him after just a moment of what seemed to be testing. The sensation within him was far from human. It felt demonic in nature due to how the appendage was shaped, like a serpent's thin tongue.
It had been centuries since he last felt such a familiar sensation, albeit muddled due to his lack of a complete self, but he could feel his body instinctively reacting to the stimulation. Riling up his senses further. He began to pant, his naturally clawed and darkened fingertips digging into his surrounding bed sheets and partially tossed blanket. A slick fluid began to produce from his body and he couldn't hold back the moan that worked its' way out from his throat. His eyes then widened and he covered his mouth.
Just as sudden as it started, the appendage pulled out and he took the time to catch himself. While he recovered from such a startling experience, he couldn't help but to wonder what had just occurred. He wasn't sure if it was his mind playing tricks on him, or perhaps it was Mundus who found a new way to torment him from afar. Maybe even some other demon who hated his existence just as much. Thoughts began to whirlpool within his mind, until they immediately halted as something else unexpected occurred. Wulf's eyes then widened as he felt the pointed tip of something begin to prod at his prepped hole. Slick with his unexpected self-lubricant that produced in response to the stimulation.
"Oh no… No no no no-" He started to protest as it quickly dawned upon him what was about to happen. He then attempted to get himself out from his bed, hoping that whatever spell had attached to him wouldn't follow, but his voice instantly cracked with his words being cut short as he felt something abnormally thick and unusually shaped enter him. It caused Wulf to fall backwards onto his bed, a loud groan tearing itself from his throat as the appendage slowly filled him up.
Looking down, he could see the bulge in his upper stomach that was outlined against his short-sleeved shirt. He panted hard and swore he could see stars from the sheer size as his body got used to the forced intrusion. Slowly, it started to move back and forth, as if it was getting used to his body while he too got used to it. Wulf could feel his body reacting to the cock out of primal instinct, though it still felt numb. He assumed it was due to his still fragmented soul, though that thought couldn't be fully considered as his new situation worsened.
Loud squelching immediately filled the room as the entwined, veined demonic cock began to thrust away at his tight insides with a rapid speed Wulf hadn't been properly prepared for at all. Not that he had been prepared for such an occurrence in general. He was thankful for Michelangelo deciding to leave early, so he couldn't hear his loud cries and broken whines that would make brothel workers blush.
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"It's taking me pretty… well…" Dante grunted out as he continued to move the perverse device along his throbbing, demonic length. In fact, the object was taking him a bit too well.
He was already pretty big outside of his demon form, but in it… He could easily tear a normal one in the human world in half from his initial penetration. Yet with the magickal one they found, despite its' small appearance on the outside, he didn't feel such a resistance internally aside from a natural tightness that squeezed around him with each pump. He wasn't sure if it was a portal or if it was merely created by a demon's energy, what he did know was that it wasn't breaking or tearing him apart, so it only allowed him to ease up a bit more. After a few more pumps of the infernal fleshlight, Dante could feel himself getting even closer to a release.
"Ngh… Damn…" He groaned and started to move it up and down along his shaft at an increased pace. The clear, yet sticky, fluids coming out from the device completely coated his twisted demon cock, and even started to drip onto the floor beneath him. Little did he notice, in the throes of such a high, that the base of his shaft was beginning to swell.
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After rolling himself onto his stomach amidst his writhing from the appendage that was inside him, Wulf could feel something even thicker beginning to hammer against his entrance. At first, with the little bit of mental processing he still had, he was confused. Until he felt it begin to press into him. His canine ears immediately flattened against the top of his head and he bit down into his pillow, a muffled wail sounding from him as he could feel something bulbous and swollen forcing its' way inside him. Locking them together. The sensation, with it pressing harshly against his sweet spot, sent him over the edge into a climax as he spilled some of his cum onto his bed underneath him.
He couldn't recall the last time he had been knotted to someone even if he wanted to, though in a more stable frame of mind he would've assumed it was before Sparda had brought him to the human world and sealed both dimensions from each other. He could feel a nearly boiling flood fluids beginning to fill his belly up, the bulge that formed from the infernal length inside him only expanding further with such a release. If there was one thing Wulf was thankful for in that moment, it had to be his natural flexibility. A human, or lesser demon, wouldn't have been able to handle the cock he just took or its' enlarged base.
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Dante tilted his head back and let out a loud demonic snarl as he pumped thick spurts of his seed deep within the orifice, much to Vergil's dismay as he looked over to the back of his twin. They had no idea what the object was capable of. It could easily send their seed somewhere malicious or cause an unexpected outcome that neither would be prepared for. Dante then slumped forward a little, his other hand having to grab a hold of the top of the safe for support. Luck was on his side that time and it didn't cave in. He then tried to pull out, but winced from the tug that made him to stop. He could feel himself still throbbing within the tight, pulsating space that squeezed and convulsed around him. Coaxing out more thick ropes of his sticky fluids that spilled into the seemingly endless device.
"U-Uh.. Oh…" He breathed out shakily, realizing how he had gotten too absorbed into the moment and his desire for a release.
"… Did you break it?" Vergil asked, his tone nonchalant though he was still clearly annoyed that Dante agreed to do such a thing with the infernal toy.
"I, uh... Think I might be stuck."
Such a reply made Vergil breathe out a deep sigh and shake his head, one of his clawed hands reaching up to pinch the space between his brows. He understood that his brother was still getting used to his true form, though he already had to explain the affects of their further enhanced biology compared to their lesser forms. Twice. After stepping closer and giving an experimental tug that wasn't gentle in the slightest, Dante yowled out from the pain.
"Knock it off, you dick!" Dante snapped, his clawed hand swiping at Vergil's, though he stepped back before he could be reached. Vergil could see that the demonic, spell-crafted toy was truly stuck to the base of his twin's shaft.
"Hmph. I told you to not listen to your instincts, no matter how tempting it may be." He remarked, his arms folding across his scaled, glowing chest.
"Says the one who's letting it affect him too." Dante retorted, pointing out how Vergil's eyes had turned to a flickering bright blue. A sign of his senses being riled up.
Vergil fell quiet as he pulled out the Yamato's blade from the sheath attached to his arm. He snorted aloud as he noticed the change within its' reflection, but didn't counter his words that time. Instead, he turned away once more and focused on their surroundings. Specifically, the room itself and exterior of the building. "Let me know when you're done."
"Wait a sec… I can fix this." Dante murmured and quickly transformed back to his human form, the previous swollen base of his shaft receding which made him breathe out a near blissful sigh. However, his massive, multiple loads of cum and the accumulated clear fluid that acted like a self-lubricant spilled out of the toy's gaping hole. Dripping onto the floor with the rest of what had formed in a small puddle between his boots, with some strings getting on the long since ruined leather. He then held the device out towards Vergil who turned his head to watch the orifice clenching and leak with his bountiful release in visible disgust.
"You could have, at the very least, cleaned it up first." He remarked with blatant annoyance in his tone and among his devilish features.
"Oh, c'mon. Don't be such a baby. It's not like it's my blood like that one time-"
"Shut up."
Letting out an irritated huff, Vergil snatched the device out of Dante's hand. He gave it one more look, his eyes narrowing further. However, his own knotted shaft slid out from the slit along the scaled mound of his crotch. Like his brother's, the shaft was thick and entwined with a swollen base, though his member was also larger than Dante's by a few inches. Taking a slow, and deep, breath inwards before exhaling, he plunged his length into the fleshlight. Using his brother's fluids as further lubricant. Due to him being a bit larger than Dante, he ended up stretching out the filled device's walls further. The realistic feel caught him off guard and his jaw clenched tight along with his grip on the toy's handle.
With a quiet grunt, he held it in place before himself and began to move his hips back and forth at a rapid, punishing pace that didn't give their recipient any time to recover or adjust. Not that they knew or cared if there was a recipient. For all they could tell, it was merely a magickal toy some perverted demon had locked away for personal use but forgotten about, and they intended to use it however they pleased with the period of respite they had been graced with.
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Tears began to pour out the corners of Wulf's rolled back eyes as his fangs dug deeper into his pillow and his claws clung desperately onto the bed on either side of him. Saliva ran out of his mouth as he couldn't help but to drool, soaking into the torn fabric. Each thrust into him, with the appendage eagerly pounding away at his soaked core, caused the top of his bed to begin thumping against the wall. All Wulf could do was keep biting onto his pillow, muffling his sobs, and take all he was being given. He was completely, and utterly, helpless.
By the first time whoever was magickally connected to him ejaculated deep inside him, causing more of a bulge in his abdomen to show, he had also hit his third orgasm and spilled more smaller ropes of his seed onto the bed sheets right underneath his raised hips. His assailant's plentiful, sticky seed slowly ran down his quivering thighs and dripped off his sack to mix with his own fluids that stained his bed further. All the while, his long tail laid to the side of his body, limp from such wild fucking. Feeling the massive, demonic shaft pull out from his stretched, cumsoaked insides, he took the given time to recuperate. Not knowing when, or if, he'd be able to get another chance.
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Vergil couldn't help but to begin rumbling out a deep groan as the pleasure edged him closer to a climax. He then felt the hole clench around him and he held it up against his knot, letting himself feel the squeezing that naturally came from an orgasm which pulled him into his own release. He tilted his head back and roared aloud, his blue flames flaring up along his body for a brief moment, and he slowly moved the device back and forth while he continued to fill it up.
It took him a few long minutes of moving the toy back and forth along his throbbing cock, but he eventually pulled out at an extremely slow pace. Feeling the muscles and fleshy walls twitch as if in protest that he couldn't help to relish in. Dante watched as their mixed fluids poured out of the magickal contraption, dripping down onto the dark purple flooring to gradually form another puddle of milky white fluids. The stretched hole twitched and spasmed on nothing but air. Neither understood how such a hellish and perverted device could help them relieve their pent up stress while not posing as a threat, along with feeling too good to be true. However, at the moment, they decided to take advantage of such a discovery. Dante, who transformed back into his true demonic form, then turned his gaze back onto his dazed and recovering twin. An almost sadistic smirk making its' way across his fanged maw.
"'Up for round two?"