Absolute Hell

Dante would have been happy just being nuzzled into for a while but who was he to deny Vergil pleasuring him? A contented sigh escaped Dante as he lied back and looked up at the elder. "Do what you will," he easily agreed, ready to just be pleasured for once without having to do something first or embarrass himself in some way. He reached up and ran his fingers through his brother's soft hair. "I care about you, too, you know... a lot." The only thing that kept Dante out of the hands of the human government when he was young, stupid and living on the streets was knowing that he had to see Vergil again; was knowing that he had to get his only living family back. Dante's hands paused, lightly fisting Vergil's hair. "Brother," he expelled the term like it was a weight lifting from his chest as a thought occured. "Before anything else happens, I need to know... that spell you used on me when I first arrived... is it still in play?" The one where Vergil just had to utter a single word and Dante's will would not be his own anymore.

He reached up and ran his fingers through his brother's soft
Smiling softly Vergil stopped what he was doing and just twirled some of Dante's hair in his hand. "It expired last night." he answered, looking Dante square in the eyes. Then he leaned down and nipped Dante's neck. "Better?"

Dante completely relaxed under Vergil when he heard that it was expired. It was very hard to give someone one's full trust if they were too worried about making the other snap for some reason and take away their free will. He grinned up at Vergil then let out a surprised yip at the nip. "A little," Dante replied as he scratched his hands down Vergil's back and up again.

Chuckling softly Vergil started to rub himself against Dante. "What do you want though Dante?" he asked, kissing Dante's cheek lovingly.

Dante licked the shell of Vergil's ear when he felt his cheek being kissed. "How do you mean?" With Vergil he could never be sure if the elder meant now or in the future or what have you.

"I mean right now, in this moment." Vergil answered, licking Dante's cheek and then down his neck. "Lay down Dante."

Dante let himself drop back against the bench; not the most comfortable place to get it on but he wasn't complaining. His white hair streaked with silver and gold jewelry splayed out around his head as he looked away from Vergil, an embarrassed blush tinting his high cheekbones. "I liked the things you did to me before," he replied in a suddenly very-shy voice.

"Such as?" Vergil asked, moving so that he was standing beside Dante, gently rubbing Dante's stomach. Then, on a whim, he knelt down and started to pull up Dante's outfit gently, just enough to reveal his cock. "You look so delectable."

Dante embarrassedly pursed his lips at the question then looked up at Vergil when his stomach was rubbed, leaving it feeling all fluttery. "Umm... well..." Dante trailed off and looked away again. "I liked it when-" He cleared his throat, his embarrassment raging full force. "When you... you plugged me up," in both urethra and butt, "a-and being stretched... and teased," such as orgasm denial. Dante's blush darkened even more at what Vergil was suddenly doing with him. "I do?" He squirmed on the bench, wanting to cover himself even if he had just showed off his goods to a room of strange men not ten minutes eariler.

Vergil smirked when he heard these beautiful words come out of Dante's mouth. Looking around the garden he spotted the exact plant he was looking for. Getting up he walked over to the plant and gently coaxed one of its long thick tentacles over to Dante, easing it to Dante's exposed anus he grinned even more as the tentacle took the hint and wiggled its way into Dante, slowly beginning to thrust in and out. Then Dante found a smaller tentacle, one that would work perfectly and slowly wrapped it around Dante's cock. The plant then wrapped more of its tentacles around Dante, holding him still as it started to milk his prostate and play with his cock and balls. A very small tentacle vine shoved itself into Dante's urethra and started to suck out Dante's cum as soon as it was produced. This would leave Dante in a constant state of near-orgasm but wouldn't let him cum till the plant was full - which would be a few hours. In the meantime Vergil would make sure Dante would stay hydrated as would the plant.
"Feel good Dante?" Vergil asked, looking at his brother being played with by the plant creature.

Dante looked up when Vergil went away and curiously watched what the elder was doing. What did a plant have to do with- his eyes widened when it came up between his legs. A blush so dark it matched his outfit came up from Dante's exposed chest, along his neck and up his face into the roots of his hair. Then it penetrated him and he gasped out loud, arching off of the bench while a whimper of pleasure sounded from him as his dick hardened into a rock. He felt something touch his dick and then he was on cloud nine as the most wonderful sensations came over him. Deliriously, he barely felt himself being taking from his penis until the inside of his balls lightened. Dante lifted his head again, the lust very obvious on his face, while he looked up at Vergil, slightly confused. "Wh-what's happening?" It almost felt that the plant was sucking the orgasm right out of him before he could give it, but that wasn't possible... was it?

"The plant lives off of cum. Right now it is eating any cum you might be producing and it has grown quite adept at doing what it needs to do to survive. In fact that is why it is milking your prostate - to make sure you are dry by the time they are done. I will also provide you with water and food when needed but you will be here with the plant till it is full." Smirking he moved and sat down at Dante's head and started to run his hands through his hair. "How does it feel?"

A shocked look came over Dante's face when he heard that. If the plant was great at what it did then did that mean that he would be here for a long time? Then Vergil mentioned getting him food and water and Dante knew he would be here for a while. If Dante would be dry by the time that it was done then would he still get his orgasm? Or just stay horny? He tiredly blinked up at Vergil. "It feels so good it hurts," he panted out before smacking his lips. Dante's gave shifted down to Vergil's crotch. "Take it out," he groaned, his hips bouncing against the plant as he opened his mouth, ready for a good dicking.

Grinning Vergil continued to run his fingers through Dante's hair. "Not yet." he purred out, watching gleefully as the plant continued its perverted work on Dante. "Tell me Dante, how does it feel to know that you'll be here for at least an hour - maybe more."
Then he reached down Dante's body and started to play with his nipples, watching them get hard in his hands. "And even after the plant is done you are going to have to earn your orgasm. So...start to move, the plant will move with you."
Then Vergil stood up and walked a few paces away. "Earn what you want."

As soon as Vergil mentioned how long Dante would be here his dick jumped and seemed to grow even more. "I-I want to cum," he gasped out, his hips rising again in need as the plant hit him in just the right area, he even let out a whimper when his sensitive nipples were played with. He reached out toward Vergil when he moved away  then he whined and arched almost completely off of the bench. At this point he was pretty much fucking the air. "Please, Vergil!" Dante grabbed a fistful of his own hair while the other hand took hold of his dick and tried to pump it but he couldn't get a grip because of the vine around his cock.

“You can’t cum till the plant is full.” Vergil cooed as he walked over to Dante and ran his finger over one of the vines, causing it to vibrate. “I could always have a different plant fuck your mouth.” He cooed.
Moving Dante slowly he moved it so Dante was completely exposed and spread wide for everyone to see. Looking down at Dante Vergil grinned and stepped back, sitting down and watching Dante with a perverted grin.

Dante whined again when he heard that; a full hour or more of being on the edge of an orgasm? That could make anyone go mad; then again, he had never really been right in the head. "Shit!" Dante cursed out loud when vibrations penetrated deep into the core of his penis. He tried to glare at Vergil but with the sweat-sticky hair falling into his eyes it didn't help much. "Just give me something," he begged even as he thrusted back against the plant. Feeling himself being moved, Dante looked around, trying to figure out what Vergil was doing, then he noticed that he was particularly splayed out rather... publicly. An embarrassed blushed burned at his face as he reached down to try and cover his throbbing, swollen, angry-red dick and stretched out anus. "I-I don't want p-p-PEOPLE to see!"

“Yes you do. Why else would you be so horny?” Vergil answered. His voice dropped down to a very seductive timbre as he walked back over and started to pet the plant, causing it to vibrate all over and inside of Dante. It was a delicious torture, one that Vergil had been through multiple times. He mainly did it to himself when he was fantasizing about Dante before he had captured Dante. “Other than cumming what do you want?”

Dante pursed his lips but he couldn't really argue with that. As much as he wanted to say that he wasn't into this stuff being with Vergil had kind of... opened a whole new world for him. He looked up at Vergil from under his lashes, panting at the very sound of that deep voice. Then the vibrations started. He cried out as he arched against the plant, his hands immediately grabbing the vine that was inside of his ass as he tried to ride it even harder. He was sweating so much that there was a wet spot on the dirt below that was getting even bigger. "More," he panted out as he looked up at Vergil. His usually blue eyes were practically silver as he stared at Vergil. "Make it bigger-fill me-give me more," his short nails dug into the vine in his anus. "Give me more of them!"

At this Vergil gave out a small chuckle and continued to rub the plant, then he grabbed a larger, thicker vine with bumps all over it and slowly withdrew the vine that was already in Dante’s ass out. Then he rubbed the vine in his other hand, the big one, around Dante’s ass and then it shoved inside of him, filling up his colon completely. Then Vergil walked around to the front of Dante and found a thicker vine that would fit nicely into Dante’s urethra and swapped them out as well. Now Dante’s urethra was gaping, filled with a vine that was roughly the size of one of Vergil’s fingers.
“Talk Dante.”

Dante was riding the plant vine like he was making a porno then let out a hiss of anger when it was taken away from him. He sent a lust-heated glare at Vergil while his ass twitched, desperate for something to fill it. When he felt the even bigger vine fill him up so beautifully he moaned like a whore and threw his head back. His hips unconsciously rocked into the amazingly large, bumpy vine. When a bigger vine filled his dick, though, he let out a short yell of pain followed by a loud moan of pleasure, loving how stretched he felt. In his pleasure-filled world the obsinate part of Dante who would refuse to talk was no longer present and accounted for and the pleasured-Dante was all that was left. As soon as he heard the order Dante opened his mouth and a long moan fell out of it. "It feels like I'm -oooh!- being torn apart from the inside. My -ngh!- fucking balls hurt and it feels so goooood." The last word was moaned. "That damn veh-vine is so deep I can TASTE it!" When Dante lifted his head and looked up at Vergil from under his long lashes black had covered his sclera and red his irises, indicating that his Devil was starting to come out. "It's not enough," his voice was low and husky and his now-pointed tongue lashed out at his upper lip, leaving a clear-sheen of saliva on it. "Give me your dick."

"Nope, no cock for you." Vergil teased as he stepped further away from Dante and sat down. Twirling a strand of his hair he chuckled, loving the look of pure desperateness that was on Dante's face. "How does it feel not to be able to cum?"

Dante bared fangs that were as sharp as razors right now. Payback was a bitch, Vergil, and don't you forget it. Not in his right mind right now, Dante's Devil was simply conjuring up a plan to make Vergil suffer for not giving him what he wanted, and oh, how he would suffer. "It hurts," he hissed as a wild look came over the younger brother. His hips humped harder into the vines. "I love it," his rather long tongue fell out of the side of Dante's mouth like a dog's would while he reached down and squeezed his own balls hard enough to make any other man cry in pain. He simply moaned as he felt the vine inside of them, sucking up every drop of his cum. His other hand grabbed the fat, bumpy vine in his ass and tried to make it go faster, tried to drive it deeper. Right now Dante felt like he would die if he couldn't take in more of the delicious plant.

“If you want to Dante.” Vergil purred as he walked around Dante so Dante couldn’t see him, “You can ask the plant to move you into any position or to take you harder or softer. “However you cannot move into a position in which to see me.” He purred out, gently rubbing the larger plant till it was vibrating hard and fast inside of Dante. “You can also give it oral if you wish by just instructing it.”

"Just... instruct it...." Dante repeated, another plan forming in his mind now. When the vibrations started Dante's noises managed to get even louder, filling the whole garden with moans, screams, whines and whimpers. "Fuck me harder ya' damn plant!" He growled out, gasping when it did just that. The hard, fat vine was moving so violently inside of him that streaks of blood were being left on the vine and dripping down his muscular thighs. "Ah! Shit- d-doggy style," he said between gritted teeth, groaning even louder when he found his face pressed into the bench and his ass held in his air simply by the vine inside of it and inside of his straining dick. His claws dug into the bottom of the bench. "Give me another," he groaned out, letting go of the bench with his right hand and holding it out for another vine. As soon as the vine was in his hand he wrapped it around his head and made a makeshift blindfold with it. He grinned to himself. "Now, plant, give me Vergil," after all, he couldn't see Vergil and all Dante had to do was instruct it, right? Unless it only worked for sex-things and wouldn't grab his brother like requested.