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    Dante and Nero head to the church in Fortuna to retrieve an artefact with connections to Sparda, and Dante decides that they should have some fun while they're there.

    Nero — still holding a deep distaste for the Order of the Sword and always more than a little bit into the thrill of getting caught in public — agrees with only mild complaining.

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  2. Public Bookmark 73

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    Nero throws his hands up in frustration, palms coming to press at his temples. “There aren't anymore paychecks because I quit, Dante. Why aren’t you listening to me? Get it through your thick skull. I’m out.”

    Dante rolls his eyes. Yep, he’s definitely over this. “I’m getting the blanket.”

    Nero’s face scrunches up in absolute bewilderment, like he’s looking at Dante as if the Devil Hunter had suddenly grown three heads. “What?” He manages as his hands fall away to instead grip at the edge of the table.

    “The blanket. The angry blanket.” Dante replies as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. He glances back at the couch where a big, fluffy red blanket is not-so-neatly folded. Dante doesn’t use it very often - mostly only in the winter. Trish had bought it at one point back when she’d been keen on attempting to decorate the place.

    Nero’s eyes follow his line of sight. “The angry blanket? You’re lucky I don’t come over there and stab you.”

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    OR a literal PWP where Dante fucks the tantrum right out of Nero. Inspired by this artwork: https://twitter.com/foxes_in_love/status/1442025055916109826?s=20

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  3. Public Bookmark 66

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    Nero had hoped, perhaps foolishly, that he'd be able to move on now that he'd gotten what he'd wanted. There was no denying he'd be thinking about the experience for weeks to come—Dante's hands, Dante's dick, the sound of his voice as it'd cracked, just barely, during his orgasm—but perhaps that'd be enough. Sate his curiosity, soothe his overactive demon-puberty fueled libido, and let him live his life in peace.

    He'd been horribly wrong, of course, because that was the life that he apparently lived, hopping from one problem to the next like he was bearing some sort of curse.

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    22 Sep 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 64

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    It would be one thing if he’d just seen his naked ass. Maybe just his back or something. But Nero can never be that lucky in life, so instead he has another problem to make all of the other problems worse: when Nero had opened his bedroom door and caught a glimpse of Dante, Nero’d been half awake and staring at the floor, so of course his eyes had landed fucking squarely on Dante’s dick.

    His massive, ridiculous, absurdly enormous dick, in all it’s fucking glory.

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  5. Public Bookmark 11

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    Cloud was realizing he needed something else, something more after their shows. There had been so many affairs, for which he’d just been punished for the evening prior – but maybe the punishment was for this one particular tryst he couldn’t seem to get enough of.


    The redhead the chest belonged to smirked, so smug while watching Cloud’s ministrations. “Your kink night wasn’t enough for ya’?” Sparkling blue glanced up at him, a quick glare as he continued to run his tongue over the skin of his pectoral. “No need to glare… Don’t forget that you called me.” Fingertips brushed clothing open, running over the subtle curves of the Turk’s abdomen.

     

    Cloud laved his tongue over Reno’s left nipple, scraping it lightly with teeth before moving further downward. “No, it wasn’t,” he finally responded.

    Or: Cloud gets handcuffed to a bed, teased with Reno’s mag rod, sounded, and further smut occurs. That’s it, that’s the plot.

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