Devil May Cry X Male!Reader One Shots

Take Me With You

Seme!Brother!Male Reader x Vergil
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Requested by the awesome NeroDevil0! Enjoy~

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You stared out the window from the comfort of your chair, gazing out at the corrupted world before you. Endless, purple bolts of lightning clashed with the dark sea, not making a single sound for your ears to hear. You were in the demon realm with you brother, Vergil, for you were the only one to comply with his orders and plans, unlike Dante, your other brother.

You didn't agree with Vergil's plans, but you knew that he would've shunned you if you didn't, and you can't have that; you wouldn't be able to take it, for the simple cold shoulder made your soft heart shatter. You had a sick secret; no one knew of your your guilty desire: You had a huge crush on Vergil. Yes, he was your brother, but you couldn't help it. Despite looking exactly like Dante, who you thought was a fool, he managed to catch your eye. It wasn't his appearance, but his personality. He was so stern, so stubborn, so demanding, so....perfect. He was your interpretation of a perfect man.

You always caught your eyes lingering over his lean figure, and you couldn't help but wonder what it felt like to run your hands over his body, feel up all of his muscles and crevices. You were on his leash, an obedient dog, wrapped around his finger in a pretty bow. Every praise was worth the pain and suffering. Your heart would swell and jump into your throat when he gave you a rare smile, and those words that resembled a reward.

When you heard that familiar voice call your name, your body reacted before your mind could. You turned your head towards your beloved brother and stood up, nearly towering over him. You might have been been born at the same time as the rest of your brothers, but you weren't identical to the twins. You were taller and had bigger muscles; you also kept your hair short for your own personal reasons (you won't have to brush it out of the way when you burn holes into Vergil's frame). But everything else about you was very similar to your siblings, such as your hair, baby blue eyes, and your demon blood (of course).

"Yes, Vergil?" You questioned, eyes fully on Vergil. Your crush tilted his chin up to look at you and held up a small, crumpled up piece of paper with characters written across the page. "I need you to translate this for me. I'll be in my office when you finish." He said, slipping it into your hands before turning on his heel.

"That won't be necessary. Why should you wait when I could just tell you right now?" You asked, a smirk playing on your lips as Vergil stopped in his tracks and slowly turned back around. The look on his face was priceless: Vergil looked confused, surprised, and...impressed, something you have been craving to see ever since these weird feelings emerged from their hiding spot.

He walked back over, ears perked up as he listened attentively. "You might think I'm joking, but it reads 'The power of those who want to reach the gate is in the...seed of the beholder...'" You said, the tips of your ears turning red.

Vergil seemed flustered too, for his cheeks were tinted with a faint pink, but it was then brushed away by his sleeve. "Very well then. Good work. What do you suppose we do?" He asked, catching you off guard.

He *never* asked you questions; you didn't expect him to; you thought he knew everything, but here he was, asking you what *you* wanted to do. Your cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, and you placed the book back on the desk, which was right at your side. "Well...uh..." You always fantasized things about him. In those lucid dreams, you could say whatever, do whatever and receive no backlash, no ridicule. "You could always ejaculate in a cup..." You whispered, finding it extremely difficult to give options without trying to sneak your way into his pants.