tags; smut (+18), threesome (f/m/m), double penetration, no incest (Dante and Vergil are just competing), overstimulation, โmarking, bruising, biting, creampie, โpraise kink.
notes; sooooo... hi. a friend gave me the idea for this, and then tiktok confirmed it, so I decided to give it a shot. maybe it's not the absolute best, but it's honest work. I need them both (although Vergil is definitely my weakness, heh). anyway, enjoy!
You don't remember how you even got to this point.
โOr maybe you do, because an encounter like this would be impossible to forget. It was just that, in this exact moment, there was very little occupying your mind.
Everything that wasn't pure need, along with the remnants of any inhibition, had vanished hours ago.
โAll you could focus your attention on was the half-demon beneath you, and how entirely filled you felt wrapped around his cock. You fought to maintain some semblance of the composure that was slowly splintering apart as your hips rocked with a slow, steady firmness, wrenching hoarse groans from Dante. He looked so good like this, trying his hardest not to flip you over and fuck you with the sheer force he wanted. Always so impatient. Even though you could barely handle the pace yourself; Danteโs thick cock felt so incredible that you simply wanted to let yourself be taken, or take him without any restraint.
โWhat held you back was the heavy weight of another half-demonโs gaze burning your skin.
โAs Dante growled, your glassy stare drifted toward the figure observing it all. Seated in a chair across from the bed as if it were a throne, there sat Vergil in all his splendor. The sparse lighting in the room accentuated his already imposing presence, the sharp angles of his face, and his taut muscles. His eyes locked with yours while you felt Dante pulsing deep inside you.
โVergilโs hand, wrapped around his erect cock, moved with the exact same tortuous slowness as your hips. He was just as large as Dante, perhaps a bit longer. You wanted to feel him, to know if he would stretch you just like Dante did, or if he would reach even deeper.
โGod, everything felt so burning hot.
โBeads of sweat rolled down your back, your forehead, and your chest, slipping down to mingle with Danteโs skin, his breathing turning sharper and heavier by the second.
โ"C'mon, babe," he said, his eyes still squeezed shut. "Faster."
โVergilโs voice was firm, an octave rougher.
โ"Keep it just like that."
โYou let out a sharp whimper at the sound of them, savoring the harsh edge in Vergilโs voice and the desperation with which Dante buried himself deep inside your cunt, stretching you so beautifully that you were practically dripping all over his lap. The friction begged you to go faster, to ride Dante all the way to the edge. Just a little, you thought, just a little, but the heat in Vergilโs eyes anchored your hips to the same maddening, agonizing rhythm. Dante growled, his hands anchoring around your waist before sliding lower, cupping your ass and slamming you down harder against him.
โEven though desperation was consuming them both, neither dared to break the pace.
You liked it, you realized as you slid slowly down Danteโs hard length; wanting to chase the release, yet rising and falling with agonizing slowness, feeling every single deep friction.
And you weren't the only one.
โ"Do you like this?" you asked breathlessly, swallowing a moan, looking directly at Vergil.
โHis jaw was clenched tight, the only visible indicator of his restraint. His chest rose and fell heavily, but you noticed the signs that his posture was on the verge of shattering completely. A light sheen of sweat coated his skin, giving a slick gleam to the muscles you desperately wanted to wrap your hands around. The tip of his cock was glistening with pre-cum, which he smeared over the head, pressing down firmly with his thumb. Vergil's eyes flared as he watched you, never breaking the steady stroke of his hand.
โ"It is an incentive, yes," he answered, the corners of his mouth curving up just a fraction.
His thumb pressed with a harsh friction over his glans, letting out a sharp exhaled breath.
โYou let out something between a laugh and a whimper, barely noticing the moment you slammed down harder onto Dante, but the hoarse, appreciative groan that ripped from his throat was proof enough that you had made the right move. His fingers were going to leave bruises on your ass. Then you picked up the pace, just enough to make yourself pant along with him. At the same exact time, Vergil's hand began to pump faster, harder.
โ"Fuckโyeah. Just like that," Dante gasped.
โThe pleasure that had been building to a boiling point overflowed with the sudden shift in rhythm. Dante gripped you tighter as you went from grinding against him to riding him with frantic energy. It was more than enough for Dante.
The orgasm caught you completely off guard, clinging to him so you wouldn't collapse, all while keeping your eyes pinned on Vergil. You watched the exact instant he broke, milking himself as long cords of semen spilled over his fingers and splattered down his length. At the same exact time, you felt Dante come inside you, filling you with hot, thick roils of cum that overflowed and leaked down the shaft of his cock.
Things shifted after that first orgasm, leaving you adrift in a tide of pure need, aching for more of them.
โDanteโs cum dripped hot down your thighs, mingling with your own wetness. You didnโt know whose ragged breathing was echoing through the quiet room; it was likely your own. Danteโs cock slipped out of you, making you gasp at the sudden sensation of emptiness. It didn't last long. As you caught your breath, you felt the body beneath you shift; the hands on your ass moved to the curve of your waist to hold you in place as Dante pushed himself up into a sitting position.
Only then did you realize your eyes were half-open, watching everything from beneath your lashes.
โDanteโs warm breath hit your collarbone, his lips grazing your skin. Distantly, you heard Vergil approach, his footsteps breaking the silence. You didnโt have time to look in his direction because Dante slid a finger down your cunt, sinking deep into your wetness. You were still overly sensitive, and you whimpered.
โ"Look at that," Dante smirked against your skin as he stroked your folds, the friction producing a slick, wet sound that matched his low chuckle. "Youโre really something else, aren't you, babe? You took every bit of it."
โYour lashes fluttered all the way open. Just as Dante slid a second finger inside, a hand clamped around the back of your neck, tilting your face up to meet Vergil, who claimed your mouth in a deep kiss the very next second.
โYou moaned into his mouth, a desperate sound that he swallowed whole. Vergil didnโt kiss gently; he kissed with hunger, demanding entry with the insistence of a starving man. His tongue traced the seam of your lower lip before diving in again, slow and deep, savoring every single second. Vergil tangled his fingers into your hair, tugging just enough to tilt your head back.
Meanwhile, Danteโs thumb applied pressure to your clit, forcing a choked whimper from your throat right into Vergilโs mouth as your inner walls clamped tight around his fingers.
โ"There you go. Good girl," Dante murmured.
โOne of your hands rested at the nape of Vergilโs neck while the other pressed against Danteโs shoulder, feeling his muscles shift as he worked inside your cunt. You could barely breathe, and Vergil only granted you a few seconds to catch your air before kissing you again, tangling his tongue with yours. Then Danteโs mouth moved down, finding the prize he wanted at your breasts. His nose pressed into the soft curve of one while his tongue swirled around the hardened nipple, tasting the sweat clinging to your skin. You pulled away from Vergil just enough to gasp against his lips right as Dante closed his mouth and sucked with a firm, steady pull. His fingers never stopped moving, curling inward to find the exact spot that made you lose your mind, rubbing it with firm, relentless strokes that created the most obscene sound. Vergilโs free hand took charge of your other breast, massaging the soft flesh with his rough palm, tugging gently at the nipple until he felt it harden.
โYour hips rolled over Danteโs fingers, riding them, while you tasted the inside of Vergilโs mouth.
โ"Youโre dripping all over my hand, doll," Dante pulled away from your breast with a wet pop to speak. "And you haven't even taken both of us yet."
โA sharp whimper escaped your lips as you broke away from Vergil to grind harder against Danteโs fingers, chasing your second orgasm. The mere thought of having both of them inside you at the same time, filling you up, was almost enough to make you come. It was true, your legs were trembling, twitching closed by reflex whenever Dante hit a particularly good spot.
โIt was Vergil who forced your legs apart, anchoring his grip on one of your thighs.
โ"None of that. Keep them open."
โDante let out a low laugh.
โ"You heard him, doll. Don't move."
โYou choked back a groan, clinging to Vergil for support.
โ"Oh, fuck. I can't..."
โ"You can," Vergil said, his breath hot against your neck.
โThe orgasm hit you hard, stealing the air right out of your lungs and making you drive your nails into both brothers. Dante felt your inner walls pulsing violently, squeezing and releasing his fingers in rolling, tremulous spasms. His cock was already rock-hard again, pressing against the inside of your thigh. He prolonged your release with smooth, gentle finger-thrusts while his thumb kept up the pressure, a heavy amount of slick wetness sliding down his wrist.
By the time he withdrew his fingers, you were still shaking.
โ"Tired, babe?" he didn't even try to hide his grin. "The best part is still to come."
Caught between them, you would have said yes to anything. In fact, you already had.
โThe energy in the room had shifted. The air, already thick, grew hotter, and something electric crawled up your languid limbs every time they touched you. You were warm clay in their hands, and you wanted nothing more than to let yourself be molded.
โAt some point, Vergil lifted you from the bed as if your weight were absolutely nothing to the half-demon, his strong hands anchored beneath your ass, squeezing the flesh. Your only effort was wrapping your legs around his waist, ankles locked behind his back. Your sensitive breasts pressed against the hardness of his biceps, his steady heartbeat mocking your racing pulse.
Dante took his place behind you, chest flushed against your back, his hands finding their way back to your waist as he pressed a kiss between your shoulder blades. The position kept you suspended between the two of you, exposed, entirely at the mercy of their strength.
โVergil forced your mouth open to kiss you deeply, slicking your dry lips with his tongue.
โYou managed to tangle your arms around his neck, pulling yourself flush against him. Then you heard movement behind you, followed by a murmur against your skin.
โ"Breathe slow, doll," Dante said. "Take it easy."
โAfter two orgasms, you were more pliant than you thought possible, yet a shiver still ran down your spine when his fingers, slick with wetness, traced down your back and stopped at your tightest entrance. It was a slow preparation, starting with a single finger pressing gently, a rare display of patience from Dante. Meanwhile, Vergil used his mouth as a distraction, kissing you with such vehemence that you dissolved into sighs and low pants. Gradually, the strange pressure gave way to something deeper and more pleasurable. Dante added a second finger while Vergil attended to your swollen clit, causing your cunt to grow wetter and wetter.
โ"You're doing well," Vergil repeated, rubbing that sweet spot with firm fingers.
โYou didn't know whose firm grip belonged to whom, as both held you right where they wanted you. The fingers working inside you were doing absolute wonders.
โWhen you were ready and trembling, Dante withdrew his fingers and positioned his cock, the thick head pressing against you. At the same time, Vergil guided his length to your cunt, sliding precisely against your folds. Both pushed inside slowly, inch by inch. You let out a broken whimper, burying your face in Vergilโs neck.
The sensation of being stretched to your absolute limit was deliciously overwhelming. Dante groaned against the nape of your neck as he buried himself fully, his hips flush against your backside. For a split second, you felt the sharp edge of fangs against your skin, unable to tell whose they were.
โ"Breathe," Vergil commanded. "You can handle this. Breathe with me."
โFor a few seconds, they just stayed like that, all three of you breathing raggedly, letting your body adjust to being completely filled. Then, they began to move. And, oh god, hell opened up. You saw red, and then nothing at all, as tears of pure delight blurred your vision.
You knew right then that you were ruined forever.
โ"Fuck," Dante growled. "Can you feel both of us, doll? Does it feel good?"
โYou nodded in response, letting out a whimper of pure, unadulterated need.
โVergil set the paceโimplacable and steadyโwith deep, vertical thrusts from below, lifting you slightly with every stroke. The sound of skin slamming against skin was loud and wet, completely indecent, primitive. Behind you, Dante moved in a counter-rhythm: when Vergil pulled back, he drove in, and vice versa. They never left you empty. The double penetration created an intense, burning friction, you could feel every single inch of them shifting inside you. You became nothing but a mess of whimpers. Your teeth sank into Vergilโs shoulder, earning a low growl of pure satisfaction from him.
โTheir bodies enveloped you. Their hands were everywhere. Vergil gripped your thighs, parting them wider for Dante. The rhythm accelerated bit by bit. It was no longer carefulโif it ever had beenโit was raw. The sounds filled the room: your muffled cries, deep, hoarse grunts, the wet, relentless slap of flesh against flesh, and the slick sound of being filled to the brim by two half-demons.
โ"Moreโ" you managed to babble between pants, your voice entirely broken. "Don't stop... Oh, fuckโ"
โThe pleasure became blinding. Hell was going to open up at any second. Every motion sent waves of heat crashing through you. You clamped around them both, milking them tight. Sweat made their skin slide with even more friction. You shook violently, suspended between them, so, so full, and utterly incapable of doing anything but feel.
โ"Mmmh, aghโ I'm gonna..." you barely managed to get out.
โThe orgasm hit with brutal force, a raw scream tearing from your throat as you came hard, your walls pulsing violently around them both, milking them for all they were worth. Vergil and Dante groaned in the exact same octaveโmore demon than humanโand both blew inside you in hot, heavy roils that filled you up, distending your lower belly until the excess semen overflowed, dripping down in thick cords onto the floor. They kept thrusting through their climax, prolonging your release until you were completely spent, trembling, with tears of pleasure leaking from your eyes.
The foolish smile on your face would remain there for days, just like the bruises and marks the sons of Sparda left stamped into your skin.
โ"We've got you," you heard Vergil say as you went limp against him. "We've got you."
โYou certainly wouldn't forget this.
Yeaaah... I'm gonna sleep ๐.
