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WARNING!
The following fic you are about to read is a lemon. No, not lemons as in those
little yellow sour fruits to make lemonade, I mean lemons as in a fanfic which
also contains adult material of sexual orientation. I.e. people having sex. If
you cannot stand to read a fanfic which has characters of digimon having sex,
then you should probably leave right now because you are either too young, or
you're one of those people who thinks that having sex is evil and that we'll
all be roasting in the fiery furnaces of blackest hell. (Blackest Hell!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!) Whatever it is though, if you're still here, that means that
you are mature enough to handle reading digimon characters gettin' their groove
thang on. Aw heck, I might as well stop talking because you've probably
scrolled down already in order to get to the good parts, huh?
Gee, thanx fer caring about my feelings, you barbarians.
Disclaimer: All characters, unless otherwise noted, are copyright of TOEI.
Don't think you can make any fast cash by suing me, boowie. I'm flat broke :(
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“I Loved a Digimon”
By The Infamous Boss Reo
Ken lay on his bed, silently staring at the dark ceiling of
his room. It had been a month or two since the incident involving Oikawa and
his attempt to enter the digital world, which had resulted in the eventual
merging of both worlds and their inhabitants; people found their own destined
digimon partner, and vica versa. Thing’s couldn’t have been better for anyone
in the world.
Poor young Mr. Ichijouji, however, found himself asking why
it couldn’t work for him as well. Even though the rest of the Chosen Children
regarded him as equal amongst themselves, he couldn’t shake the feeling of
dread whenever they see him, or blame for what had happened so many months
earlier. He couldn’t blame them for acting so, though. He himself knew what a
monster he was as The Kaizer, and he didn’t expect anyone to ever forgive him.
Everyone at some point had voiced their dislike of his presence at least once,
be it suspicion or just plain bitterness. Everyone, that was, but one lone
person.
It boggled Ken’s mind how Daisuke Motomiya, the very boy he
himself had attempted to kill solely out of personal hatred and petty bitterness
as The Kaizer, could still just get right back up and extend his hand to him
when he finally broke free of his twisted persona. He could still remember the
very day he first came face to face with the chocolate-eyed youth, how he had
bound him to the side of a cliff to watch as he attempted to enslave him and
his own partner, Veemon. He could still remember the very moment Daisuke had
tackled him, causing the both of them to slide down the side of a hill.
And yet through all that, of all the people he expected to
push him away in his moment of ultimate weakness, it was Daisuke who was the
only one to offer his hand, to help him up, to accept him as a friend and equal
into their group.
Ken felt a few tears welling up in his eyes as he turned
onto his side, taking hold of a small wallet-sized picture that he kept,
showing he and Daisuke from Christmas, arms around each other in the
snow-covered park.
“I love you.” He said softly, placing the small photo close
to his chest, where his heart would be. A small knock on his room door alerted
him to his partner Wormmon’s presence, and he quickly hid the photo away
underneath his bed.
“Ken-chan?” the small digimon asked, poking his head through
the door.
“Yes?” the dark-haired boy responded, stroking back a few
strands of hair from his cheek as he got up, moving from his bed.
“I didn’t see you come out of your room after a few hours,”
Wormmon said, “Is everything alright?”
“Everything is fine, Wormmon.” Ken said, picking his partner
up and hugging him close, “Just had to think about a few things.”
“Must have been a lot of few things.” The small digimon
commented. Ken only smiled.
~*~
“Dammit! Why couldn’t Daisuke-chan
keep his den clean?” Chibimon grumbled, tripping over a discarded cheese ball
that had rolled to the floor the previous night. He picked himself off the
dusty carpet of the boy’s room, his small paws kneading across the fibers. As
he steadied himself on his small infant like limbs, Daisuke’s email program on
his computer beeped, announcing it has received a new message.
“Ooh. Maybe it’sh another mail
from hish Grand Funk Railroad Fan club.” The small digimon grinned, giggling as
he hopped over to the desktop console, hoping to send another absurd email to
one of Daisuke’s many mailing lists. As he scrolled the mouse to the new
message icon, however, he raised an eyebrow as he recognized the return address
to be that of Ken’s.
“Wonder what’sh going on?” he said
to himself, immediately clicking upon the email link.
“Chibimon,” the message read, “I know you'll most
likely receive this email first, considering you usually snoop through
Daisuke's account before he gets to it.”
Chibimon’s
ears sank.
“Please
meet me in the digital world, by the West Shintaki forest; it's very urgent that you
not let Daisuke know.
Sincerely,
Ken”
Chibimon blinked a few times after
reading the mail, the notion of what he was being asked to do finally dawning
on him.
“Go to the digital world to meet
him?”
‘ ..Ish he depresshed?’ he wondered, ‘Maybe he’sh going to try
and ...hurt himshelf...’
Chibimon almost didn’t think after that; he got moving. He
slid under the bed to where Daisuke had left his D-terminal for safe keeping,
and started the program himself.
“Digi Mental Up!” He spun until he
shifted to Veemon, then he grew even larger, into a 6 foot humanoid dragon,
wearing fire emblazoned armor.
"Fladremon!" Now he had long legs to run upon, which he liked. He ran
to the computer screen, shaking off his battle claws, freeing his white claw
tipped five fingered hands.
"Digi-port, open!" he
commanded. The world around him suddenly swirled away as he found himself
sucked into the digital world. After a quick, yet dizzying trip, Fladremon was
thrust into an empty meadow of grass and dandelions. He landed in a tumble,
rolling along until finally landing on his ear. After the daze and the cloud of
dandelion petals had abated, he got up, shaking himself off, his heavy armor
rattling.
“The whole digital world and I
have to find one human..." His eyes wandered to a path leading into a
nearby patch of forest.
"Better hurry, who knows what he could do..."
Fladremon started off in a jog,
then into a nimble run as he headed off to find Ken. Eventually, the
young dragon found himself deep within the Forest, just
as he was instructed by the mysterious e-mail. He ran
until he came to a clearing surrounded by moss. The moss lapped at his foot
armor and slowed him down.
“Dammit Ken, where are you?”
Fladremon said to the empty space, not expecting any one to be there. He
thought he could hear something a ways away though, something like dragging
breaths, or soft sobs. Following with his acute ears, he followed the
soft cries until he came across a small marsh. There, sitting by a tree was Ken
Ichijouji.
“Ken? Are you okay?” The tall blue
dragon sprinted up to the boys crouching form. Looking up, Ken spotted
his rendezvous and quickly tried to halt his tears.
"Fl...Fladremon!" he said in surprise. He stood
up, a bit wobbly and with a slight blush.
"I… I didn’t expect you to come for a little
while." he said softly.
"For a while?” Fladremon
snapped, “What, you thought I would drag my feet or something? What’s wrong?!”
The young boy quickly stepped back a little, flinching
lightly from the dragon's outburst. Fladremon stood
quietly for a few seconds, frowning as the boy shrunk back, away from him.
"Hey... I don’t mean it like
that,” he sighed, “Just… What’s the matter?" he put his soft blue hand on
the humans shoulder. Ken lowered his head in a somewhat ashamed manner.
"...I don’t know what to do." he said quietly.
Fladremon cocked his head slightly.
"What don’t you know?” he
asked, “What’s the matter?"
Ken remained silent, shaking lightly as he sat with his
knees hunched.
“I wanted to talk to you, because I knew you'd be the best person to talk
to." he said, glancing up at Fladremon,
"I'm too afraid to tell anyone else, but I knew you'd understand my
situation."
Fladremon knelt down until he was
in a sitting position on the ground in front of the boy.
"Well, you can tell me,” he said softly, “You know I can talk you though
things..."
Ken wiped away a few small tears before meeting with the
young dragon's eyes.
“I’m in love with Daisuke.” He said simply. Fladremon went wide eyed for a second then flinched, the
words seeping into his brain slowly.
"I see.”
Ken nodded, lowering his head back
down.
"Well, not much I can do
about that... are you scared of telling him?" the young dragon asked.
"Very." he replied, "I'm scared of telling
anyone."
He looked back into Fladremon's eyes, "I knew you'd
understand, though."
Fladremon smiled, a light blush
running across his muzzle.
"Yeah... course I would…” He said, chuckling lightly. The dragon found his
own eyes locked into the boys own amethyst eyes.
“I know you also love him.” Ken
said. Though he wouldn’t have realized, he felt his own lips curving
into a small smile.
"Is there something your
thinking about, Ken?" Fladremon asked absently, still staring at Ken.
"Well..." the young boy said, "I... I'm just
scared."
"…Of what?" Fladremon
said, an even calmer tone masking his voice. Like a vampire hypnotizing his
victim, his voice velvet and his concentration absolute.
"Of..." Ken felt himself becoming more relaxed as
he gazed into Fladremon's red pools.
"Of what would happen..."
"… If?"
Ken gulped lightly, "Suppose the others find out and
they hate me even more?"
"…For liking Daisuke?"
Fladremon asked, sitting down beside the dark-haired youth. Ken nodded.
“Why?” he asked, saying nothing
else. Ken sighed, rubbing his arms nervously as he pondered the
question. Fladremon still kept staring; the boy’s
distress amazed him, in the way a puppy is with a fluttering butterfly. He
couldn’t help but reach out and put his hand over one of Kens, making the boy
stop dead, in the middle of chafing his arms. Ken looked up at the
digimon, a tinge of redness blushing across his cheeks. Fladremon rubbed
lightly; the boy’s hand felt warm and soft, his
lavender hair seemed to glitter at him.
"Nice..." Fladremon said,
still lost in space.
“F…Fladremon?” Ken asked quietly.
"You feel nice..." was
all the digimon said. Ken could feel his blush increasing with heat. Fladremon
smelt and heard the boy’s breath quicken, he saw the redness of the boys face.
"Red?" he asked,
“Huh?”
"Your face... it looks like
you have a rash.” Fladremon said, “Is there poison ivy around here?" he
asked, his senses still disconnected.
“Err…n… no.” Ken answered, “It’s
just…”
"Just what?" Fladremon
asked.
"Your touch..." Ken said, pulling his hand away. Fladremon’s hand slid down from over onto his leg.
"Yes?" the Digimon asked
again, his own breath quickening. Unknowingly, Ken leaned towards the
young dragon digimon, his heart pacing rapidly. Fladremon
felt the boy’s heat; it was warm, almost smelling like a cheese pizza. His
mouth began to water.
"It's so gentle…" Ken said softly.
"Yes..." Fladre leaned
in even closer, right in front of the boys face; His cream-white muzzle right
in front of the boy’s almost-red lips.
'Wh...What am I doing?' the dark-haired boy wondered. He
closed his eyes, leaning forward more. Fladremon
watched the boy’s amethyst eyes disappear under their lids of silk, Fladremon
almost imagined that by closing his eyes his eyes could follow Kens, so he did.
The dragons muzzle met with the boy’s red lipped kiss softly, almost lovingly. A
rush surged through Ken's body as he felt the warmth of Fladremon's muzzle
against his lips. He gasped softly into the kiss, trembling. The young dragon let his tail wrap around the boy’s waist,
unconsciously.
He moaned softly into the Ken’s
mouth, now letting his weight lean forward, threatening to nudge the boy down
under him. A soft whimper escaped from Ken's mouth, muffled by the
embrace. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, panting softly and blushing heavily.
"Oh Ken..." Fladremon
moaned, leaning against the boy for support.
"Wh… What are we doing?" the young boy asked
shakily.
"…Helping each other..."
Fladremon answered simply. A few more tears welled up in Ken's eyes as he
felt the young dragon's arms around him, holding him gently as his muzzle
gently licked along his neck.
"Please help me..." he whispered.
"Human... so tasty..."
Fladremon smiled, almost wishing he was a giant pizza he could lick all over.
"I will help you, Ken."
he whispered, pushing his white muzzle into the crook of the boy’s neck. Ken
let out a soft moan, feeling the gentleness of Fladremon's kisses. The dragon silently pushed his helmet off, his hard heavy
mask falling away. He unbuckled his knee pads and feet armor as well, letting
his taloned feet breathe.
"I will help you, sinful
little Ken..."
The younger boy blushed, gazing over Fladremon's revealed
body.
"You want this, don’t
you?" Fladremon asked, dragging his human-like hands down his chest, then
over his legs. Before Ken could answer that to himself, he whimpered
softly as an immense heat began to build itself between his legs. He gazed down
at himself and blushed shamefully, discovering his pants were becoming tented
by his erection.
".I...I'm not sure..." he answered truthfully. Fladremon bent towards Ken again, his long pink tongue
lapping at the boys face.
"I think you've spoken for
yourself.” he smiled as he ran his hands over Kens throbbing erection,
torturing the boy.
"Ahhn...." Ken shuddered, feeling Fladremon's
fingers squeeze around his length against the fabric of his pants. Fladremon smiled and stroked the spot a bit more, enjoying
the soft mew Ken made. The young boy trembled in pleasure, whimpering
softly as he squirmed lightly beneath the hold of his digimon guest. Fladremon’s hand travel up to where the boys pants were
buttoned, proceeding to unzip his pants. A small gasp sounded from Ken as he
blushed heavily.
Fladremon’s soft fingered hands
crept over the boy’s cotton white underwear, slipping his hand in, feeling his
member. He smiled as he heard him cry out softly. His fingers lightly
touched Ken's sensitive flesh, already feeling the wetness of a drop of pre
from his tip.
"Pretty little human, tell me
how much you want it," he purred, arching his fingers around the boys sex.
Ken moaned softly, turning his face away.
"I need it so much..." he said, blushing more deeply,
"I...I need to feel Daisuke." he panted.
"I can help you Ken, but...
you have to want me to..." He squeezed around Ken’s erection,
making him whimper more loudly. Ken gazed up at the young dragon, his tears
gently running down his face.
"I do want you." he finally said.
"Then, you can have me,"
Fladremon said, using his blue leathern thumbs to slowly pull the boys pants
down, exposing his smooth and cute rump. Ken started to pant as
Fladremon's hands touched his skin lightly, further driving his erection to
sturdiness.
"So soft down here, Daisuke
is lucky..." Fladremon licked his lips as he felt over the boy’s bottom.
"Ah…" Ken found himself blushing from the
compliment.
"Yessss..." Fladremon
let the last word become a hiss as he felt around his sheathe, drawing his own
member out of it, the think pinkness surprising Ken with its size. The young
dragon heard a soft moan.
"I need more." the submissive youth whimpered
softly.
"Well, pretty Ken, what would
if I told you the only way to get any more of that..." Fladremon released
Ken’s throbbing erection.
"…Is to sit on this right here?" Fladremon gestured to his tall,
erect cock. Ken felt his face redden as he gazed at the impressive
digihood,
"It's too big..." he said nervously.
"I'll be gentle... pretty
Ken." Fladremon stroked Kens arm, smiling sweetly.
"C...could you prepare me?" the young boy asked,
swallowing lightly.
"Hmm..." Fladremon
hummed, smiling at Ken.
"And how do I do that, Pretty Ken? Tell me how you want it..."
The dark-haired boy blushed,
"Teach me." he
responded.
"Then turn around, little
Ken..." Fladremon bent down on his knees, his tongue flicking out. Ken
again gulped nervously, incredibly turned on as he turned around, leaning down
onto his knees.
"Mmm... your scent is
delicious, little Ken." Fladremon moaned, spreading the boy’s cheeks with
his thumbs and leaning in, his tongue flicking at the boys pink rosebud
lightly. Ken gasped softly, letting out a pleasurable whimper as he felt
the brush of Fladremon's hot tongue touch his most sacred of areas. Fladremon exhaled sharply, blowing warm air out between the
youth’s legs, tickling him as the dragon’s wet tongue did laps around the boy’s
ring, wetting him.
"Ahn... ahh!" A streak of red ran across Ken's
face as he moaned, imagining Daisuke in Fladremon's place. Fladremon giggled and thrust his tongue in hard once,
lubing the pretty boy up, and smiling as he retracted his tongue. A
shudder ran through Ken's body; his tight virgin hole quivering from the
digimon's treatment.
"Now, my pretty Ken, its time I gave you what you wanted.” Fladremon
laughed softly, “Come over here and sit in my lap."
Ken sat up, still panting lightly as he shivered, turning
around to face his lover, moving towards him. He closed his eyes, placing his
arms around the digimon's strong neck,
"Dai-kun..." he breathed, trembling from Fladremon's
touch.
"Ken-chan..." Fladremon
breathed back, sitting on his knees and lifting the boy onto him. Ken
tensed, crying out as he felt himself being lowered onto Fladremon's thickness.
Fladremon could only murr as Ken felt the dragon’s
hot thickness enter him. He twisted and squirmed all the way down, till he was
finally seated on the dragon’s lap.
"Ahn!!" Ken cried out sharply. It felt painful as
he felt himself being stretched out by his digimon lover's size, yet soon the
pain was gone as he slowly felt himself adjusting. He shuddered in Fladremon's
arms, breathing heavily as his lover slid his hands
over the fair skin of Kens back, murmuring to him.
"Mmm... Do you like being a girl Ken-chan?” the young dragon asked
teasingly, his whole member totally engulfed by the human boy’s tightness.
“Don’t you like it?"
Ken opened his eyes, letting a few more tears run down his
cheeks.
"Only for Dai-kun." he answered softly, slowly moving up and down the
digimon's shaft. Fladremon’s long pink tongue snaked
out and lapped up the humans salty tears, admiring their taste.
"Mmm... But you do it so
well...” he smiled. Ken blushed shamefully, moaning. Fladremon now gripped the pretty human’s sides, helping the
boy thrust up and down onto his cock.
"That’s right,” he purred,
“Ride me, like a good female." he could hear Ken's moans becoming
more and more passionate.
"Oh gods, Dai-kun!" Ken suddenly whimpered.
"Yes! Make more noise, show
Dai-kun how much you like it," Fladremon said, grinning at the feel of Ken’s
heavenly tight ring. Ken clenched around Fladremon's thickness, panting
and moaning loudly in pleasure.
"Make me cum!" Fladremon heard the boy plead.
"Hahh...” The dragon breathed
heavily, "But the funs only just started!" Fladremon bucked hard into
Ken and gave the boy’s cock a wistful little touch.
"Aah!!!"
"Ahhh... Ken-chan, so good...
So tight!"
"Dai-kun! Oh Dai-kun!!" Fladremon
grabbed Ken’s erection as he bucked into the pretty boy, faster and faster. Ken
cried out in bliss, moaning the name of his true love over and over again as Fladremon
brought him closer and closer to orgasm from his loving treatment. The young dragon twisted his soft leathery hand around the boy’s
cock, his own orgasm creeping up from within his body. Ken panted more
excitedly, the tip of his boyhood spurting pre quickly as Fladremon's quick
strokes rapidly built up more and more pressure. Fladremon
began to sweat all over as he began to cum; his long pink tongue hanging
flaccidly from his mouth as he pounded into the boy harder and harder.
"Ahn!! AH!! AAHH!"
The boys wonderful cries drove
Fladremon over the edge as he began to spurt his thick dragon cream into the
boy’s tender behind, thrusting even still as he pulsed in; Ken’s cum erupt from
his own denied cock and splattered over Fladremon’s chest. With a loud
cry of pleasure, Ken collapsed forward and pressed against his lover, panting
from lack of breath as his vision became a blur. The searing fluid that filled
him caused him to moan as it seeped from his distended entrance.
Fladremon pumped the last of his
dragon seed into the boy and sat back on his knees, the grass soft on his blue
scaled legs. He lay ken back down, gazing at his panting, glistening
body.
"Hahh... told you... that
Dai-kun would help you..." Fladremon bent down and kissed Ken on the lips.
"F...*hahn* Fladre-kun..." Ken looked up into the
digimon's eyes, bringing his hand up and cupping his cheek.
"Ken-chan..." Fladremon
returned the touch of the boy’s hand and cupped his own over the boy’s smaller
one.
"You've given me strength..." Ken smiled weakly,
"Arigato..."
"Arigato, Ken-chan..."
Fladremon said back, lightly stroking the boy’s creamy soft hand.
~*~
“I’m coming!” Daisuke cried out,
grabbing hold of Ken and hugging him tightly as he came within the dark-haired
boy’s tight passage. Both boys lay on his bed, panting as their sweat-covered
bodies glistened from the sun that shone through Daisuke’s room window. After a
few moments, the cinnamon-skinned youth pulled out of Ken’s firm and tight
entrance, laying over him and pelting his neck and collarbone with light,
gentle kisses.
“I love you, Dai-chan.” Ken
whispered softly. Daisuke looked up at him and smile, stroking his hair along
his cheek as he leaned in, kissing him lovingly.
“I love you too, Ken-chan.” He
giggled. Their hands met as their fingers entwined.
“I’m glad you had finally told
me.” Daisuke sighed, “I was beginning to think I wasn’t giving off enough
signals before you did.”
Ken giggled softly, kissing
Daisuke’s cheek.
“Well, I was afraid, at first.” He
said, “I didn’t want to tell anyone about it. Especially you...”
“What changed your mind?” Daisuke
asked. Ken smiled.
“I had a talk with someone who was
in the same boat as me.” He answered.
“Ooooh.” Daisuke giggled, “Anyone
I know?”
“Most likely.” Ken smiled, “He
showed me a lot about myself that let me know I could trust you when I finally
wanted to tell you.”
“How cute!” Daisuke smiled, “Think
you can tell me who, though?”
“Afraid I’m not privileged to say.”
Ken sighed, “We took an oath.”
“Ah.”
“That doesn’t mean I’ll be
replacing you anytime soon, though.” The light-skinned youth smiled, wrapping
his arms around his tanned lover. The two of them kissed again, just as another
cheese-ball rolled by the foot of the bed.
“I think I should clean up more
often.” Daisuke commented. Ken only smirked.
“That’s what he said.”
The End
A/N: Special thanks goes out to Outlaw Torn for helping me
finally move the script for this fic along. Now go read his stuff!
Questions? Comments? Reviews? Send them to
BossReo@Excite.com!
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