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"Vergil," Dante rasped, voice thick with want. "I've wanted this. I dreamed about this—" His breath caught as Vergil bit down on the junction of neck and shoulder. "—for so fucking long."
“I think I do,” Vergil replied, his own arousal pressing hard against Dante's thigh. He shifted lower, intent on claiming every part of him. But as his hand slid between Dante's legs, expecting the familiar hardness of a cock mirroring his own, he froze.
There was no cock.