#kyrienico

It was a quiet evening in Fortuna. It was a school night, so all of the kids were in bed already.

The grown-ups were sitting on Nero and Kyrie's bed, simply chatting. Nico had taken the lead of the conversation as she flipped through her research files.

"Alright, Smash or Pass-"

"Nico, what the hell?" Nero grimaced.

"What? We're all grown-ups here. Ain't that right, Kyrie?"

"Uh, yeah..." Kyrie responded. "I don't think I understand the question, though."

"Oh, you haven't played Smash or Pass? Basically, you say whether or not you'd fuck someone or not."

"Oh..." Kyrie turned red.

Nero chimed back in. "Nico, I don't think Kyrie wants to play that, let's-"

"She can speak for herself, can't she?"

Nero scratched his neck. "Sorry. Uh, what do you think, Kyrie?"

"Uh..." Kyrie spoke very quietly. "I'll give it a try. I mean, if Nero doesn't mind..."

Nero sighed. "Oh, what the hell, sure."

Nico grinned. "Alright, Smash or Pass..." She pulled a photograph out of her folder. "Goliath."

"What?!" Nero nearly stood from his seat.

"Smash or Pass, Goliath." Nico repeated, with a smug grin on her face.

"Pass! Anyone in their right mind would pass!" Nero shook his head. "He was a demon! He was, like, three stories tall! And he had bad breath too... Ugh."

"Alright, alright, take it easy. Kyrie?"

Kyrie hesitated. "Pass."

Nico raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure!" Kyrie turned red again.

"That's because Kyrie's a sane human being, Nico." Nero chimed in. "Jury's out on you."

Nico scoffed. "Nah, I think she just doesn't want to make you jealous."

"Jealous? Of that knuckle-dragger? Please. He's dead, anyway."

Kyrie spoke up. "Do you mean that, Nero?"

"Of course I do."

"...Then I change my answer. Smash."

"What?!"

Nico laughed.

"I- I mean..." Nero took a deep breath. "I don't see the appeal, Kyrie."

"I don't know ..." Kyrie's face was redder than ever. "He looks kind of cute... I like his smile. And he's fluffy, too."

"But... He's very big."

"Yeah," Nico butted in. "Just what would you do with him anyway?"

"Can we change the subject, please?!" Kyrie hid her face.

"Alright, alright, my bad." Nico chuckled.

"I suppose you'd Smash him too, right?" Nero asked.

"Hell no! He probably smells like shit, just like you said."

Kyrie laughed, and her face cooled back down.

"Let's see, here..." Nico flipped through her files. "Wanna play another round, K?"

Kyrie giggled. "Sure. If you don't mind, Nero."

Nero shook his head. "Go ahead."

"Alright, then, Smash or Pass..." Nico pulled out a new photo. "Cavaliere Angelo."

"Oooh..." Kyrie all but whispered. "He looks kind of dashing."

"You think so?" Nero asked.

"Jealous, loverboy?" Nico teased.

"Shut up!" Nero tossed a throw pillow at her face.

"I mean... He makes me think of you, actually. Knightly, but... Dark. If that makes sense."

"Oh..." Nero turned pink. "So, you'd..."

"Smash." Kyrie turned pink too.

"Yeah, yeah, very cute." Nico said, failing to stifle a smile. "How about you, Nero?"

"Hard pass. Keep in mind who he was using as a battery."

Nico rolled her eyes. "Alright, imagine the sexy clone of your long-dead grandma is out of the equation-"

"Huh?" Kyrie blinked.

"-Smash or Pass?"

"Still Pass."

"Alright, fair enough. Actually, that gives me an idea..." Nico returned to her files.

"Wait, so Trish is a..."

"Yeah. She was made to lure Dante into a trap, but ended up joining forces with him instead. Or so she tells it."

"That's... Something."

"Alright, round three! Smash or Pass..." Nico drew the next photo. "Lady!"

"Ugh..." Nero rolled his eyes. "I'm surprised you didn't lead with that, you are obsessed with her. It's a little creepy."

"Liking naked ladies is creepy, now? We really are in Fortuna."

"Hold on, naked?" Kyrie's eyes were wide.

"What, he didn't tell you about how he held her naked body?"

"Nico!" Nero practically screamed as he turned red as a tomato.

"When did that happen?!" Kyrie was blushing herself.

"It wasn't like that! She was possessed by a demon, I killed it, and when it released her she was... You know..."

Nico chuckled. "Yeah, he didn't try anything, I'm just yanking your chain."

Kyrie shook her head. "Not funny, Nico."

"Sorry. But in the spirit of the game, tell me, Nero: Smash or Pass?"

"Pass."

"C'mon, can't you entertain a hypothetical?"

"No. Pass."

"Nero..." Kyrie leaned in close. "It's just a game. You can be honest."

"I am, Kyrie, And I pass."

"Okay. Why?" Kyrie asked. "She's in really good shape, and she's objectively very pretty..."

"Because she's almost old enough to be my mom, for one."

Kyrie nodded. "That's a pretty good reason."

Nico shook her head. "Weak shit. I'd Smash."

"She wouldn't Smash you, though." Nero retorted.

"But a girl can dream, right? How about you, Kyrie, Smash or Pass?"

"Pass. She's a girl. And like Nero said, she's a little too old."

"So, you don't swing that way, then?"

"Nico, you know I've only ever been with Nero."

"That doesn't answer my question, honey."

"I've never been with a woman!"

"I've never been with Lady, but I know I want to be."

"Nico, quit badgering her." Nero turned to Kyrie, and spoke softly. "Though, you said you had a crush on me before I came out."

"Well, yeah..." Kyrie whispered. "But I didn't date you until you came out."

"But you did have feelings, right?"

"Sure, but that's normal... Right?"

"Honey, it is not." Nico chimed in. "Congratulations, you're not straight."

"But..." Kyrie sighed.

"Kyrie, it's okay." Nero squeezed her tight. "It doesn't change anything."

"...Let's change the subject."

Nero nodded. "Okay."

* * *

The night went on. Kyrie had agreed to stay up, under the promise that Nero would walk the kids to school - he didn't need as much sleep as she did.

Nico was still leading the conversation. "-so, yeah, that's probably the stupidest thing I've ever built."

"Wow..." Kyrie turned to Nero. "Did it... Work?"

"Believe it or not, yeah." Nero nodded. "I mean, it doesn't do much that a regular fork can't, but it's perfectly functional."

"Amazing." Kyrie turned back to Nico. "You really are an artist."

"Aw, you're gonna make me blush." Nico responded in mock bashfulness.

Kyrie grinned. "Hey, Nero?"

"Yeah?"

"Smash or Pass, Nico?"

"Huh?! I thought we moved on from that!"

"Well, I'm in the mood again." Kyrie smiled with faux innocence. "So, Smash or Pass?"

"Yeah, loverboy, Smash or Pass?" Nico laid on her side, accentuating the curve of her hips.

"Kyrie, this is a little different than picking photographs out of a folder..."

Nico pointed "He didn't say pass!"

"He sure didn't." Kyrie giggled.

"Pass! I'm saying pass!"

"You want to fuck me so bad, don't you Nero?" Nico grinned, and wiggled her hips.

"No!"

Kyrie laughed. "Nero, you really haven't thought about it even once? I mean, it's only natural."

"Is that so hard to believe?"

"He's got a point, K. It's not like guys and gals can't just be friends."

"Thank you, Nico." Nero calmed down.

"It just so happens that your boyfriend wants my body."

"Ugh!"

Kyrie laughed out loud. "...It is a pretty nice body."

"You think so?" Nico further exaggerated her seductive pose. "So, Smash or Pass?"

"Well..." Kyrie blushed. "I'll admit, I've thought about it."

Nico nearly gasped, and her eyes went wide. "Tell me more!"

"Well-" Kyrie's attention turned back to Nero.

His arms were crossed, and he was looking away from the two women.

"Uh, Nero?" Kyrie whispered. "Do you want to change the subject?"

Nero sighed. "Maybe I should just... Give you two some privacy." He moved to stand up.

"Nero, wait!"

"Kyrie..." Nero leaned in close, and whispered. "If you want to flirt and screw around with Nico, that's okay. I trust her, and you."

"...You mean that?" Kyrie whispered back.

"I do."

"Okay... But, I'd honestly feel better about it if you were here. Would you mind staying?"

Nero smiled. "If that's what you want, Kyrie."

Nero sat back down, and Kyrie soon followed.

"Are we good?" Nico asked.

"Yeah, we're good." Nero nodded, and turned to Kyrie. "What were you going to say?"

"Well, I, uh..." Kyrie giggled nervously. "You're not like any girl I've seen before, Nico. I mean, I thought Nero was pushing limits when he started cutting his hair short and wearing pants, but you..."

"Go on..." Nico urged her.

"I mean, you don't leave a lot to the imagination, Nico. If the Order were still around, I think they might have arrested you! Not to mention, the tattoos..."

Nico grinned. "So I'm 'taboo'?"

"A little." Kyrie took a breath. "Back in school, girls who acted out got punished. They gave up on Nero when he started hitting back, but most of them got..."

Nico leaned toward Kyrie. "Got what?"

"...Paddled."

Nico giggled.

"Yeah." Kyrie smiled. "And I'll admit, I've thought about paddling you."

"Damn!" Nico whistled. "You've got a dirty mind!"

"...You're the one who gave me permission to call you 'bitch'..." Kyrie muttered.

"I was kidding when I said that! Mostly..." Nico tilted her head. "Do you want to call me 'bitch'?"

Kyrie tilted her head in turn. "May I?"

"Honey, you can do whatever you want to me."

"Whatever I want?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Okay..." She turned to Nero. "Darling, would you go bring me something to paddle our bitch with?"

Nero blinked. "Y- yeah, sure."

Kyrie glared. "Now, is that how you're going to address me?"

"Yes ma'am!" Nero jumped to his feet, and turned for the kitchen.

Kyrie grinned. "Good boy..." She slapped Nero's ass as he walked away.

"Damn, Kyrie, who knew you were such a dom?"

"Quiet, bitch." Kyrie's voice turned stern.

Nico fell silent.

"That's better." Kyrie's smile returned. She stretched her legs out in front of her. "Across my lap. Now."

At once, Nico crawled over to Kyrie, and laid across her lap.

"Good girl!" Kyrie reached under Nico's body, and unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them down, exposing her bare ass. "No underwear... Such a dirty bitch." Kyrie felt a certain organ poking her thighs. "And hard already, too..." Kyrie squeezed Nico's cock between her thighs.

Nico nearly let out a moan, but Kyrie held a finger to her lips. "Be a good bitch, and don't make a sound. Got it?"

Nico nodded.

It was at that moment when Nero appeared in the doorway, holding a wooden spoon in his hand. "Oh, wow..."

Kyrie turned to him, and smiled. "That's perfect! Bring it here, darling."

Nero stepped over, and passed it to Kyrie. She whispered into his hear. "I'd really like you to stay. Do you want to stay?"

"Anything for you, Kyrie."

"Good." She leaned down, and whispered to Nico. "Is it okay if Nero stays?"

Nico nodded.

"Good." She gripped the wooden spoon in her hands. "Now, tell me, bitch. Smash or Pass?"

Nero sat on the opposite side of the bed.

Nico looked up at Kyrie.

Kyrie paddled her with the spoon, provoking a yelp. "Speak."

"Smash! Without a doubt."

"I knew it. Keep talking, bitch."

"I'm living my dream right now. The only thing that'd make it better is if I could see your tiddies."

"Oh, really?" Kyrie undid one button on her dress. "I have three buttons left. If you want me to keep going, you're going to have to keep telling me your dirty little secrets."

"Uh..." Nico stalled.

"Speak, bitch!" Kyrie paddled her again.

"Uh, I- I didn't understand why people thought nuns were sexy until I met you!"

"Ooh, that's good..." Kyrie undid another button. "Keep going."

"Ever since that time I let you borrow my panties, I touch myself thinking about you in them almost every night!"

"Yes..." Kyrie undid another button. "One more."

"I, uh... Uh..."

Kyrie raised her spoon.

"I can't think of anything!"

"Too bad." Kyrie paddled Nico's ass.

Nico yelped, provoking Kyrie to paddle her again. "Don't make a sound unless I tell you to."

Nico nodded.

"Hm... Here's a question for you. Smash or Pass: Nero."

"Smash."

"Keep talking."

"What can I say? He's a hunk. And I hardly ever go for guys, so that's high praise. Though, most guys can't turn into demons."

Kyrie grinned, and turned to Nero. "Darling, answer me honestly. Smash or Pass: Nico." Kyrie paddled Nico's ass again. "And you remember to keep your mouth shut."

Nero hesitated, then sighed. "Smash."

Kyrie waited expectantly.

"Every time she tries to get under my skin I want to pin her down and fuck her. I want to put her in her place."

Nico's eyes went wide.

Kyrie grinned. "Good boy." She turned to Nico. "Listen close. Nero here is going to use you like the bitch you are. Only after you get him off, will I let you see my breasts. Am I clear?"

Nico nodded.

"Good girl. She's ready when you are, darling."

Nero took a deep breath and, after a moment's hesitation, unveiled his devil form.

Nico's eyes were transfixed on the foot-long cock that was already out of Nero's slit slit.

"Impressive, isn't it? Let's see which end of you he deems worthy of it."

Nero flicked his prosthesis, and summoned an all-but-obsolete Devil Breaker: Buster Arm. He positioned himself in front of Nico, and spoke in his distorted voice.

"Put those hands to work, bitch."

Nico firmly grabbed Nero by the cock, and began stroking his length. Her other hand went to his slit, tracing the edge of it with a finger.

Nero moaned.

"Good girl..." Kyrie gently rubbed Nico's ass. "He's been a good boy, hasn't he?"

"Yes ma'am..."

"But even good boys need to use a dirty bitch like you sometimes, don't they?"

"Yes ma'am..."

"That's right." Kyrie smiled.

Nero leaned over, and whispered into Kyrie's ear. "Make her talk back. Please."

"Of course, darling." Kyrie leaned down to Nico's ear. "Talk back to him, dear. He wants it."

Nico kept jerking Nero, but her lustful gaze turned to a grin. "Is this really all you wanted? Or are you too chickenshit to really fuck me?"

"Quiet, bitch." Nero growled.

"Or what? Face it, you're all bark, and no-" Nico yelped as Nero enclosed the metal claws of his Devil Breaker around her head, and pushed her mouth onto his cock.

"Shut up!"

Nico began sucking Nero's cock, slowly working her way to the base, with only some assistance from his metallic claw pushing her down his length.

"There's a good girl!" Kyrie chimed in. "Look at that, he loves it! Don't you, darling?"

"Yes, ma'am." Nero moaned.

"I thought so."

This continued for a while. Nico had made it a little more than halfway down Nero's length. His breathing was growing more erratic, and he began lightly thrusting back and forth between Nico's lips.

Kyrie leaned toward Nero. "Are you close, darling?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Is our bitch doing a good job?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Prove it. Dump the proof down her throat."

Nero started thrusting faster, and put his remaining hand on the back of Nico's head.

Kyrie leaned down to Nico. "Get ready to swallow, bitch."

Nero grunted and twitched as he began cumming in Nico's mouth.

Nico quickly began gulping down Nero's cum as fast as she could, until the flow finally stopped.

Nero paused to catch his breath, before returning to his human form, still fully clothed. He gently laid himself on his back.

"All better now, darling?" Kyrie asked.

"Yeah... I mean, yes ma'am."

"Good! You go ahead and relax, I'll take care of our bitch."

Kyrie turned back to Nico. "Good job, bitch! Are you ready for your reward?"

Nico was catching her breath herself. "Yes, ma'am."

"Alright, then." Kyrie undid the last button on her dress, and pulled down the neckline, baring her breasts. "Turn over."

Nico turned onto her back. As soon as Kyrie's chest caught her eye, her jaw dropped.

"Do you like them?"

"Yes ma'am!"

"Good!" Kyrie grabbed Nico by the hair, and pulled her face up in-between her breasts. "Do you like this?"

"Yes, ma'am." Nico said, though her words were muffled.

"Go on, really get comfortable."

Nico began nuzzling into Kyrie's flesh, and eventually, sucking on Kyrie's nipple.

"Mmm, yeah..." Kyrie bit her lip. "Eat up, bitch." Kyrie reached down, and began stroking Nico's cock. "Does this feel good?"

"Yes ma'am." Nico said, even more muffled this time.

"I'm glad." Kyrie began stroking her even faster. "Even a bitch deserves to feel good now and then. Go on, make some pretty noises for me."

Nico kept suckling at Kyrie as she moaned loudly, and bucked her hips into Kyrie's hand.

"Are you about to cum, bitch?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Nico cried out, as tears formed in her eyes.

"Go ahead, Nico. Cum." Kyrie pressed her lips to Nico's, and gently kissed her.

At once, Nico unloaded all over Kyrie's hand, moaning into her lips and squirming in her lap. When the climax ended, Nico rested her head on Kyrie's chest, and caught her breath.

Kyrie smiled. "Did you like that?"

"Kyrie, you're an angel... Thank you..." Nico said, breathlessly.

"No, you're an angel." Kyrie retorted.

Nico chuckled. "I ought to thank your boyfriend tomorrow morning."

Kyrie nodded "Me too."

"Though..." Nico looked down to where Nero was lying, now unconscious. "I think he got plenty out of this too."