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Considering Sparda had a mansion in Redgrave and lots of land, you’d think his lakeside house would also be big and luxurious. Nope, just a 2-bedroom cabin that forced you and your brothers, Nero and V, to share a room. Hell, the room was so small that fitting 3 beds in was impossible unless you wanted to crawl over the footboard to get out. So instead, the king-size bed from the parents' room was moved in, and the three of you slept on the same mattress, while Dante and Vergil got the two XL twin beds. It has been a long time since the three of you shared a bed, and it was nerve-racking for some.
You try to fall asleep despite being sandwiched between your older brother, Nero, and your younger brother, V. You focus on the relaxing sounds of the night, the gentle rustling of trees above, the lapping of water from the lake outside, the unintelligible sound of your father and uncle chatting by the fire in the living room, the soft breaths of your siblings that were… getting more ragged?
Nero, on his side with his back to you, was panting in a choked way that indicates that he was trying to hold the sound back. When you open your eyes and they adjust to the dark, you can see Nero’s shoulder moving, as if he were doing something with his arm. Then he makes a little gasp, almost a moan, and… wait, was he!?
“Just couldn’t contain yourself, could you, Nero?” V purrs in that delicious deep voice of his as he reaches over you to cares Nero’s hip. Nero jolts.
“T-the fuck are you talking about? Go to sleep.” Nero snaps back quietly, trying to use his prickly attitude and big brother aura to make V comply, but V had outgrown his subservient baby brother phase long ago.
“Come now, we aren’t your naïve little brothers anymore, isn’t that right?” V turns his question on you, letting you know that he was fully aware that you were awake and knew what was going on. “Let us not waste time denying the obvious and simply revel in our shared feelings.” V’s hand slides off of Nero’s hip to gently grasp yours. He moves your hand up and over Nero’s hip, hinting at what you should do. Then he lets go of you so he can slide his hand from your chest, down slowly, letting the tips of his fingers graze over you in a way that leaves your skin tingling, then slip into your boxers. You were rather soft, only starting to stiffen, but Nero was already at full attention.
When you snake your arm around Nero’s hips, you find that his cock is already out and a bit slick from precum. The moment your fingers brush against it, it twitches in excitement.
“I said- ahh~” Nero’s argument was cut off by a moan when your hand wraps around his shaft. Almost immediately, Nero starts rutting up into your hand.
“Our big brother’s resolve is so very weak, isn’t it?” V says into your ear with a chuckle. V, like in most things he does, goes slow. At first, he runs just his fingertip along your cock, occasionally dragging his nail over the sensitive skin for added intensity, until you are fully erect. Then he moves on to petting, cupping your dick and dragging his palm along the underside.
Nero was already a mess, practically forcing you to jerk him off quickly as he moved against your hand. Nero grips the sheets under him, nearly tearing them, and bites the pillow to try to stifle the moans, making them hisses of pleasure instead. He was so close, and being able to hear your and V’s breaths behind him was driving him crazy. And he could feel the tip of your dick occasionally hitting his back as V pleased you. It was… oh god… shit… OH SHIT…
“They’re coming,” V says, his tone serious and sharp, as he suddenly clenches around your shaft to try to stop your growing heat quickly. In response to the shock and slight pain, you squeeze Nero’s cock as well.
“Fuck, no, please,” Nero begs and squirms. He was so close.
“Be still,” V orders just before the sound of the bedroom door clicking open made you three freeze.
The slow opening of the door gave you three enough time to force a seemingly relaxed, sleeping state.
“See Vergil, they're fine.” Came Dante’s voice. “Sleeping like they were all babies again.
“I suppose…” Your father says, his tone more skeptical. “But is it normal for family to sleep so close together?”
“They’re just showing some brotherly love, Verg; you could learn from them.”