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He felt so incredibly full. The cause of it clearly visible as he stepped out of the shower and got a glimpse of himself in the mirror on the opposite of the room. There was only his silhouette, because the damp air had gathered on the surface, but he looked... deformed, maybe? Mostly this thought came up in his head, because he was used to, that women became pregnant, not men as he identified himself.
But... hoo boy demon biology was fucking different. He knew. Especially now. Dante pushed his index finger against one of his sensitive nipples and repressed a moan. They were fucking sensitive and almost sore. He noticed a trickle of milk dribble down his... breasts... was the right word, as swollen with milk they were. And he also estimated, that his pregnancy was due in the near future.
At least Vergil was happy about it. Dante was a little concerned. It was his first time and he was new to it. And it wasn't as if there were books about demon pregnancies. He could ask Vergil about it, for sure. But somehow he didn't want to bring in Nero. Probably that would kill the mood. They had to talk about it. Someday. He assumed at least.
Dante ruffled his still damp hair a bit after he threw the towel aside and stepped into the bedroom. Vergil laid on the bed, a book in his hands, reading, until his gaze drifted towards his younger brother, over the book. A gaze that was filled with something Dante couldn’t pin down.
He knitted his brows, throwing a questioning look at his elder brother. Dante felt the appraising gaze slide over his body, lingering on some places a little longer and the red devil felt a little like prey. Dante’s own gaze wandered over Vergil’s features, over the book and down his body. His gaze caught on the very visible straining bulge in his pants.
His twin was hard and Dante definitely was prey. Maybe he should adapt the habit of getting out of the bathroom clothed. But otherwise... he liked the reaction he got out of his brother. Also, if it wasn’t an intention. He only wanted to lie down and rest his sore feet. They were also swollen from waddling around heavily pregnant.
Dante grabbed a sweater and pulled it over his head, so he hoped he was a little more safe from Vergil’s gaze.
But he was wrong, oh so wrong. Vergil was fast, and he used the moment in which Dante’s eyes were covered to wrap his arms around his not so much there waist and drag him down towards him. Dante felt his brother’s face smushed in between his breasts and he hissed through gritted teeth. He felt the milk dribble out of his nipples; it hurt. They were so full and it also felt so good. Vergil’s hot breath on his skin, his tongue tracing a way slowly to one of his nipples, as Dante laid in bed. The younger pushed the sweater over his head to get a glimpse of Vergil’s hair and face. His twin’s eyes were closed, his tongue flicking over his nipple, dripping milk heavily onto his tongue.
“Delicious.”
Dante moaned as he heard Vergil's voice, his breath hot on his sensitive skin.
“Suck them.” Dante demanded, and his gaze didn’t leave his brother.
“They hurt, because they’re too full...” The younger twin bit down on his lower lip as Vergil’s eyes drifted to his own, and he saw almost a smirk. So unusual for Vergil.
“Maybe.” Dante groaned and rolled his eyes.
“I don’t want to play. I only wanted to rest. My feet hurt...” The younger complained and Vergil’s smirk deepened.
“Alright. Little brother. I will take good care of you.” Dante felt Vergil’s hand wander over his body, over his heavy pregnant belly.
Caressing every inch of his skin, his mouth on his nipples. Sucking this time hard. Dante almost couldn’t handle the attention. His tits almost squirted milk into Vergil’s mouth on the slightest pressure and if he didn’t feel Vergil’s warm, wet mouth and his teasing teeth on one nipple, he felt his fingers playing, squeezing and spraying milk over their bodies. Lust- laden electricity wandered down his back into his cock and aching pussy. He was hard in an instant. And as Vergil’s hand wandered deeper down to stroke him, Dante cursed. He was instantly squirming under his twin’s expert hands and his pussy, beneath his throbbing cock, leaked some wetness. Clamping down on nothing but air. Shit, he was so fast, so needy for more. Vergil pumped his dick a few times until he reached down and pushed two fingers inside Dante’s weeping pussy. Vergil growled deep in his chest. Fuck. The younger twin pressed his head on the pillow beneath him and tried to hold back his moans as Vergil started to finger him in earnest. Adding soon a third finger. Dante spread his legs even more, so Vergil got better access. His elder brother was always sparing his dick and clit from the attention. He only teased the sensitive spots inside he knew so well. Dante’s breasts leaked all the time. Milky trails slowly tracing down his skin into the sheets. The devil-hunter moaned again, squirming under his brother’s attentions, grinding his hips, trying to get more friction, deeper penetration.
“Veeerge....” his voice was higher, pleading. He felt his juices flowing out of him, his thighs were wet, his sex squelched and obscene sounds were filling the room, as Vergil quickened up his pace, of ramming his little Brother pussy with his fingers. Dante’s dick twitched, pre-cum leaking heavily from the tip, getting smeared on his pregnant belly. The younger one liked how his cock was getting a little friction of his belly whenever he moved his hips.
“Vergil fuck me. I need it... please...! I saw your... your bulge earlier... how can you hold back?” It wasn’t exactly a secret that Vergil had the ability to control himself really, really good, but at some point his patience snapped. Always. And now with his pleading brother, leaking like crazy, his cock twitching, his pussy winking invitingly Vergil couldn’t resist anymore. He only opened his trousers and pushed it down to his knees, as he took a position in between Dante’s legs. The younger twin looked up to his brother, spreading his legs as wide as possible, grinding his hips invitingly, as he stared in Vergil’s eyes, grinning.
“I know you want my incredibly wet, hot and slutty, pregnant pussy!” Dante used his muscles to clamp down with his pussy at nothing, moaning in the process and this was the last push Vergil needed, as he plunged his big, hot, girthy cock with one fluid motion into the waiting pussy. With one movement, he was sheathed inside Dante. The younger twin’s last train of thought was lost, as he felt the huge dick deep inside him, pushing at the right spots, giving him exactly what he needed. Vergil’s heavy, loaded balls slapped against him as he pulled back and shoved himself back again. It felt even deeper than before, and Dante moaned a breathless moan. So fucking good. The next deep thrust brought him over the edge. His cock trapped and pressed against his belly, his pussy so deliciously ravaged, and the fingering beforehand.
Dante squealed and shuddered beneath Vergil, squirting his seed and his girl cum, drenching the sheets and his twin even more. His heavy teats sprayed some more milk and his eyes weren’t focusing on anything.
“Soo... goood...” Dante’s words were drawled. Vergil, savoring the sight only for a short moment, rammed his twin deep again. In fast movements he drove Dante to the next orgasm. Making the mess even greater. The younger one ripped the sheets as he clawed into them, his pussy clamping down hard on Vergil’s thick cock. Dante mewled and moaned beneath his brother, and Vergil was grinning down at his twin. Happy he could bring him such joy, and also he felt himself slowly losing the battle against the horniness and the thought of breeding Dante, again and again.... But he had other plans, this had still to wait.
As Dante came to his senses again, at least able to focus on the pleasure again, Vergil only thrusted slowly into the squelching, dripping mess that was his brother’s pussy. That felt so fucking velvety and welcoming to fuck forever. He heard his twin’s coarse voice.
“If I wasn’t pregnant with your child, I would demand to breed me again!” Dante was grinding his hips slowly down on Vergil again. His oversensitive pussy felt wonderful. Also, the thick, veiny cock of his twin. It didn’t need much to drive him over the edge again... fuck.
Vergil moaned at the comment. He slid out of his twin and Dante gave a protesting sound, until he felt Vergil shuffle himself down, getting rid of his pants down the way and going down between Dante’s legs. Kissing the tip of his cock, licking a trail down, over his swollen, gaping pussy and to his other hole, where he plunged his tongue deep. Loosened up and wet from the orgasms before, it was easy to get Dante, who lazily moaned now and then, ready and gaping, his muscle ring twitching invitingly.
“What have you in mind?” Dante asked, with half-lidded eyes. He barely could look down at his twin as he got to town down the road. His neglected pussy still leaking like his cock.
“Open you up...” Vergil took his previous position again, now laying his twins’ legs over his shoulders as he aligned his throbbing, leaking dick with Dante’s readied entrance. He pushed slowly in, pressing Dante’s breath out of his lungs.
“Ohh... this is... good... so much....” Dante babbled and felt his twin rearrange his insides.
“Believe me, Dante. You feel incredible around me. Every time.” Vergil pushed as deep as he could, letting Dante relax and accommodate until he started to fuck him in earnest, not leaving his twin’s face once. He wanted to see every expression.
Moaning, Dante tried at least to grind against his brother. It felt so good... also the approaching orgasm. It took a little longer with his asshole... but it felt differently good. Vergil’s movement got faster and sloppier. He felt his dick widen him even more, until Vergil knitted his brows, closed his eyes and bit down on his lower lip. Holding his twin as close as possible, his dick as deep as possible inside Dante.
“Vergil.... no.” But it was too late. He knew the expression. One part of him screamed no, the other part was so exited, his dick throbbed, leaving a string of pre- cum connected with his belly. Then he felt it. Vergil’s dick expanded inside him, an orb like object pushing through his urethra inside Dante, stretching him and filling him up even more.
“Not too much....” Dante pleaded.... but already the next egg pushed through and Dante moaned.
“Oh... god...” It wasn’t as if Vergil had control about how much eggs would be there, but at least how many ended inside Dante. He felt his orgasm at the edge, but it was never quite there as egg after egg entered him, filled him up with so much eggs, that he looked like he was pregnant with twins.
Finally, the last egg entered him and he moaned, letting his hands wander over his even bigger belly and gazing up to his brother, who started moving again, his own orgasm chasing, and Dante moaned, and groaned as he felt the eggs moving with every thrust and Vergil’s changed movements that intended to stimulate Dante in the best possible way. His pace was fast, hard, and Dante’s breasts jiggled a little. He felt their weight on his chest. Vergil’s eyes were on him the entire time, and then he felt it. His brothers movement’s got slower but harder and then he felt Vergil coming in copious amounts. Pushing even more inside Dante, who lost to the lust and came shortly after Vergil. Squirting his fluids again. Vergil’s cum got pushed out of Dante’s used hole. Too much to hold.
“I like you all bloated and full....” Vergil’s voice drifted slowly to Dante’s ears as he came down from his third orgasm.
“And there is still more, dear little brother... I came only once I have to catch up... but I also know it’s impossible to catch up, you’re coming too easy....” Vergil grinned, plunged two of his fingers down into Dante’s pussy again, so that hole didn’t feel too neglected.
“Breed me....” Breathlessly moaned from Dante was everything Vergil needed.