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Kari\'s Gift	By : Talonias Category: Digimon > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 13643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Kari rubbed the towel gently over her body; doing her best to catch the last of the moisture from the shower that beaded her naked skin. She had stripped off the socks that she had forgotten to remove before, and now she stood without a scrap of clothing on at all. After a moment, she put the towel aside, and looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale; and her face just a tiny bit flushed from T.K's previous game. Kari bit her lip as she remembered the feel of the water blasting against her body; how it had tortured her so gently until she wanted nothing else but to feel it all the more. She remembered how she had ground against the spray, and how T.K had watched as it drove her to orgasm right in front of him.

Suddenly, the room felt warm to her, and Kari lifted one hand to gently cup her breast. She watched the reflection in the mirror do the same; feeling the tingling of her sensitive skin after the ministrations of the shower. For a minute, her other hand moved towards the point between her legs, but she was still worn out from the shower, still too sensitive to...

To do what? To play with herself right here, in someone else's house, with the bathroom door unlocked? What if T.K came through that door right now, what would he see?

Well, Kari thought with a flash of humour; if she was hoping to preserve her modesty this weekend, that ship had already sailed. It had sailed quite quickly, and to a rather distant port indeed. What would happen if T.K came into the bathroom now? Would he just watch? Or would he want to join in? A tiny shiver rushed down her spine at the thought; she'd never felt someone else's hands down there before. Before tonight, she'd never had anyone else touch her breasts either. This weekend was proving to be the time for a lot of firsts, and she was hoping that it would keep going.

Judging that her body was now as dry as it would be, Kari turned around and walked to the door. She pulled it open with a gentle motion. She stood where she was, and felt the cold of the rest of the house hit her. It wasn't too bad, but it was a marked change from the smoky-warmth of the bathroom.

“T.K.?” She called out, not seeing her (boy?)friend in the hall leading to the bathroom. “Are you there? Where'd you go?”

“I'm here, Kari.” His familiar voice answered her. “I'm in the living room. Why don't you come here and let me see you?”

“A-all right.” Kari said. “I'll be there in a second.”

It was silly to be embarrassed now, she told herself. Simply seeing her naked was by far the least of what he had done already, and she had enjoyed it too! The feel of the shower drops against her lower self was still enough to send a crimson flush to her cheeks if she thought about it too much. The memory of the pressure of the warm water against her lips was something she would have a hard time ever forgetting.

Naked, Kari walked into the living room, fighting the urge to cover herself with her hands again. She had to admit that part of her felt like a kid being called before a teacher; the lack of clothes emphasising her choice to follow T.K's orders for the weekend. Yet at the same time, this was somehow attractive to her. The surrendering of control was beyond what she had thought at first; merely a way to force herself to act on the urges she knew that they both had, and it had become something more. It was almost part of the game; never before had she felt so flustered as when T.K had ordered her into the bath, nor had she felt as aroused as when he had turned the shower upon her. Teasing her and toying with her body. The strength of the pleasure which had overcome her had been increased by the thought that he was doing it to her. That she had surrendered her control of the situation, and trusted entirely to him.

Yes, it was true that she knew at any time she might be able to call it off, and T.K would definitely listen, but she knew how much this weekend would mean to him, and she was intending to follow it wherever it went.

T.K was sitting in the living room, reclining the big chair beside the table where they had all sat earlier during the party. She felt his eyes on her as soon as she stepped into the room, and though she flushed at the thought of the lewd image that she was projecting, she nevertheless also felt a little pride in her body as she felt his gaze on her. She returned the gaze, despite the slight red in her cheeks. T.K looked as good as he ever had; his blond hair cut short, and his boyish face that looked so youthful despite the things he had seen in the Digital World. To look at him, you would expect he was only ever one harsh word away from cracking, but Kari had seen him when the chips were down, and he knew how to fight. She'd never forget the time he took on the Digimon Emperor on his own, catching the tyrant's own whip in his hand before punching him with all of his strength. The look of disbelief and shock in the Emperor's face had been something to remember!

Er, of course, the Digimon Emperor wasn't around anymore. Ken had seen the error of his ways, and did his best to put the past behind him. But the memory of that fight stuck in her mind as the first time she'd realised how strong T.K truly could be.

“Kari.” T.K said with a smile, though his eyes seemed drawn to the rest of her body. “I've been thinking, and I want to know how far you are willing to go with this. I mean, I know you said before, but I mean it now. What are you playing at here?”

“What do you think I'm playing at?” She half-scowled, anger flashing in her eyes for a moment. “I told you before. Why do you find this so hard to believe? I...I really like you, T.K and I've waited a long time to tell you this. Today has been great so far. I felt so good in that shower, and...and I know that you're enjoying it too. You asked me what I fantasised about, and I told you, right? So what did you dream about? Was it seeing me like this? Without any clothes on? Because here I am, and I'm going to do anything you say.”

“That's just it, Kari.” T.K said, visibly gulping at the word ''anything''. “I want to know just where you're drawing the line. I want to know what I can do with you. What I can...can make you do.”

“Isn't that the fun of it, though?” Kari said, walking towards him slowly. She felt his eyes on her body, moving from her breasts to her hips, and then to the spot between her legs. She felt the urge to cover herself, but fought it off. Letting him look at her, as she got nearer and nearer. His face was growing flushed as she approached him, and she had butterflies in her own stomach as she made to speak her answer.

“I-I don't want to say that I like being some helpless damsel. That's not true. But I feel safe with you, T.K. like I can trust you no matter what happens. And we've been friends for a long time. I think... I wouldn't mind if we became something more. So if you want me to...to go to bed with you, I'll do that.” Her face was bright red as she spoke, stuttering the last words in embarrassment.

“-er, no, I mean maybe, I mean, fuck!” T.K. let out an uncharacteristic curse, and Kari couldn't help but giggle at the flustered expression on his face, even if her own features were no less flustered for her admission.

T.K. took a deep breath, and tried to order his thoughts.

“Okay then. If you're sure, then this is what is going to happen.” He was trying to make his voice sound firm, she knew. “I'm going to stop asking you if you're okay with doing what I ask, but I want you to know it's always implied, okay? You don't need to do anything you don't want to.”

“It's only for the weekend anyway.” She said. “So that's all right.”

“Okay then.” T.K. gave a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Kari realised that she was standing right in front of him; in the excitement of the conversation, she'd lost track of her slow walk. She realised that he could see her whole body now, he was even close enough to reach out and touch it.

She felt the familiar tug of lust as this thought occurred to her, and licked her lips.

“So, T.K.... do you have any orders for me?”

“I do.” He said. “Sort of. See, I just realised that since you're staying and there's only one bed, one of us has to sleep on the couch. Now, I know I could order you to just use the bed with me, but I don't wanna do that just now. So, I thought we could have a game to decide it.”

“What kind of game?” Kari asked, a little bit of nervousness working into her voice. This was something new.

“Come over here.”

To the side of the living room, in the hall leading to the bed room, there was a window overlooking the houses that were built around the street. It was a large window, reaching almost all the way to the floor. Kari realised that it might once have been the door to a balcony, but the balcony itself had been removed.

She realised also that with the light of the hall behind her, she'd be clearly visible here.

“T.K. this spot is so open.” She said. “What do you want me to do here?”

“I want you to play with yourself.” He said. “No, wait. Even better. I'm going to play with you.”

Kair's heart hammered as she heard those words, but right in front of a window?

“What if someone sees?”

“That's the point.” He said. “Remember what I said before about not having to do this if you don't want to. You can back out now.”

“I...No. I'll do it.”

“No one has seen you here before, and I've just moved in so no one knows me either.” T.K. said. “Also, people do know I was having a party, so if someone asks we can just tell that two of our friends got a bit wild.”

“O-okay. So what's the game?”

“I want you to be as quiet as you can. If you can get through this without too much sound, you get the bed. If not, you sleep on the couch, and you'll take another penalty too that I'll think up later.”

Kari felt his confidence rumble at the threat of some kind of penalty, but she still felt that lust from before. She wanted T.K. to touch her, and to make her feel good again, like he had in the shower, so she nodded, and put on a grin.

“Okay then, but I hope you won't be too mad when you sleep on the couch!”

“We'll see. Now, put your hands and feet here and here...”

With T.K's instructions, Kari moved her limbs, taking a firm hold of each side of the window in one hand, so that her arms were extended as far as they would go. Her feet were forced aside as well, standing with her toes as far apart as they could be. It was obvious why he had chosen this position for her, after all, so long as she held it, he could easily reach any part of her body, and anything good could be seen from outside.

Was this really how it was going to be? Was T.K. really going to touch her in front of this window, in full view of everyone? It was mad, and yet, she had to admit that part of her was aroused. It was that same thing from before; the loss of control. She wasn't in charge here, if T.K. wanted to do this in front of a window, she didn't have any right to stop him.

With her front to the window, Kari couldn't see where her friend was, even if she craned her head, which T.K. soon told her not to do. He wanted her to see outside, to ''look for people who might be watching.''

She felt cold, her arms and legs splayed open, but somehow warm as well. Goosebumps were rising across her body, and nothing had even happened yet! She waited, almost aching with the anticipation. Where would he start? Would he grab her breasts? Squeeze them, and toy with them? Make her beg for him to do more? Or would he go below, to her lower lips? Would the first thing she felt be his hands as he peeled back her labia, and exposed her clitoris to the outside world?

As it turned out, it was neither. She nearly jumped when she felt a warm gust of air on the back of her neck, and T.K's voice in her ear.

“Let's get started.”

Kari nodded shakily, her eyes glued to the glass pane of the window, and the houses that stood beyond it. Was anyone there? Some of them had balconies like this place must once have had; did that mean anyone was out?

She felt T.K's gentle touch on her neck again, his breath made her skin tingle, and she wondered how close he was to her? Then, she felt the touch of his lips against her neck. The contact sending jolts of lust through her body. Kari stifled a shocked sound, holding her position in front of the window as T.K's hands moved forwards. She had braced herself, but even so it was a surprise for her as she felt his fingers touch her abdomen, gently stroking her soft skin. Running his hands across her naked flesh. His touch was warm, even if it left goosebumps in its wake as he swept his hands slowly over her.

Every touch of his sent a shock running through her body; even though he hadn't really don much yet, Kari felt herself fighting the urge to move; to turn and face him. To do what, she wasn't quite sure, but staying exactly in this stance was torture! She couldn't even touch herself, though she was sure that he'd be doing plenty of that soon enough.

His hands glided across her form; not going anywhere in particular. Content, it seemed, to feel the touch of her skin, and the way each motion sent shivers through her body. Kari wanted to close her eyes and enjoy the sensation; that T.K's hands were touching her skin. It wasn't quite like she had imagined during her own lonely nights at home, but he was touching her like she had always wanted. She didn't, though. For she was acutely aware that every moment someone might look up, and see her outlined in the window. Kari had never even considered doing something like this before, and the shame of it turned her cheeks crimson. Still, she held her place as she had been told. Alternately waiting and dreading what she knew would come.

T.K's hands began to move upwards, still sliding softly over her skin. Kari shivered with anticipation. She was already wet between her legs, and he hadn't even touched her there yet! The wait was itself almost a torment for the girl, as T.K's hands moved so slowly. He was toying with her, he had to be! Why else would he be taking such a long time? Making her wait, making her want it so badly...

She gasped, feeling the weight of his hands finally reach her chest. He was still kissing her neck, fingers digging softly into the underside of her breasts. His touch drover her wild; sent lust spiking through her. He began to gently tease her. Stroking his hand along her breasts, digging his fingers softly into the flesh. Not enough to cause her pain. It was the first time anyone else had ever touched her there, and his hands felt so different from her own. Her own hands had been urgent; responding to her needs. T.K. was another matter. His touch teasing, tantalising. He played his fingers over her skin, kneading the flesh with his hands. Her legs felt weak, and her mouth felt dry, but she held the position, and let him continue.

Suddenly, his grip around her breasts firmed, he was taking a stronger hold now. She felt his fingers digging into her, and moaned just a little. She was blushing now, her face turned away. Still looking out the window. Was anyone else seeing this?

He began to work on her breasts. Using his fingers to stroke them, to squeeze them. Kari couldn't help but moan a little, even as she pressed her lips firmly together. He flicked her nipples, took them and rubbed them between his fingers.

“I've always wanted to do this, Kari.” He spoke, his mouth to her ear. The tickle of the air against the side of her head only accentuating the moment for her.

He came even closer to her now, pushing his body into her back. Kari felt herself shift forwards; the cool touch of the glass pressing against her breasts reminding her of the danger of this game. Somehow, the chilly feel of that contact made her even more aroused.

“Tell me your biggest fantasies, Kari.” T.K. whispered to her. “Your three biggest. You're allowed to talk for these, but if you say anything else, you still lose.”

“Y-yes, T.K.” She moaned, his hands were still working on her breasts, even with the nipples pressed to the window. Her pussy felt warm with desire, and gathering the thoughts to fulfil his demand was proving much more difficult than she had expected.

“My three bi-biggest fantasies are...” She paused, and tried to catch her breath. To ignore the feeling of his hands as they gently slid away from her breasts. They were on her waist now, sliding slowly lower. “T-they're the one I told you about before. With Sora.”

“What about the others?”

“I wanted to...wanted to masturbate in a strange place.”

“Well, that's already happened, hasn't it?” T.K's spoke.

“Y-yes.” Her face was bright red, both at the contact of his hands with her body, and the fact that he was totally right.

“What's the third one?”

Kari knew what the third fantasy was without the need for too much thought. After all, wasn't it something that had inspired this very night? It wasn't quite the same, but it did have a similar streak of helplessness, the sense of being in the power of another. It was something she had never voiced to anyone before, but now...

“I always wanted to...to lose a bet...and have to-Urgh.”

Her voice was cut off as T.K. finally reached her lower self. She felt him brush gently between her thighs, and then his hand was at her lower lips. It felt better than her own hands ever had. His fingers were gentle, but even this much pressure was enough to make her go weak at the knees. His finger was stroking her mound. Not entering it yet, but just moving up and down across it. Each motion setting new fires ablaze within her.

“T.K. Please...”

“What do you want, Kari?” He asked her, still speaking softly into her ear. “Tell me clearly so that I know for sure.”

“I want you to put your fingers inside me.” She said.

“Tell me what your third fantasy is.”

“I wanted to lose a bet and-Ah!”

This time, she stopped because he had slid one finger inside. Just a tiny bit, the smallest fraction. But it was enough, seeing as how she was already dripping wet. Her legs were shaking, and she could barely stand, but he wasn't done yet. With a gentle touch, he began to spread her labia. Parting her lower lips, making her feel the soft breeze. She groaned.

“I...I wanted to lose a bet...” She managed again, taking deep breaths now. T.K's hand was inside of her, or his finger at least. She felt it, pushing against her. He was exploring; his finger roaming her body, trying to find her most sensitive zones. “Ah. I wanted to lose a bet and have to use some kind of toys while everyone watched.”

“While everyone was looking at you?” T.K. asked. “Playing with yourself for the amusement of the others?”

“Yes.”

“That's what you're doing now. Look at you, spread-eagle in front of a window as I play with your pussy. Isn't this what you wanted?”

“Ah-I-ah!”

He'd fit another finger inside her, and was thrusting slowly now. With each motion, her body seemed to jump, feeling his touch inside her. Fingering her for all the world to see. It was even better than the shower, because the shower had merely been a machine. This...this was what she had always wanted.

She began to grind helplessly against his finger. Not even meaning to at first; it was a simple result of the pleasure she felt coming from her lower self in waves. Moans escaped her lips, her breasts pushed into the glass of the window. His fingers began to enter her more quickly now; starting to raise her own movements into a frantic tempo as she tried to keep herself in sync. Falling as his hand rose up, so that she felt him penetrate her deeply.

“Play with yourself.” T.K. told her. “Touch your breasts, just like in your fantasy.”

She didn't need telling twice; her hands moved to her front, making some space between the glass as she kneaded her own breasts; pinching her nipples as she always liked. Urgency filled her, T.K's hand pounding into her pussy, and her own desperate digits at her breasts. She was gasping and moaning, thinking of nothing but the feeling of his fingers inside of her.

She felt the climax coming long before it actually did. Building inside her as T.K. continued to make her squirm in pleasure. It made her all the more desperate, all the more frantic. She moaned and groaned as he made her grind against his hand. Then, suddenly, he turned her around. She looked into his eyes, saw the lust there as well. His hands were still at her lower self, still thrusting into her. But his mouth moved to her left breast. His teeth closed upon her nipple gently, the pressure making her squeal with pleasure.

The orgasm came like a wave. Crashing down on her, and weaving its way from to toe. She must have cried out in pleasure, because T.K. stopped and stood back. Kari fell to her knees, her legs too weak to support her anymore. She was shaking, the crescendo building inside her body released all at once. She shuddered, and gasped for air. Her toes curled, and her hands felt numb. Her body shook, and another moan escaped her mouth.

After it was over, she lay there for a moment.

“T.K... that was...that was amazing...”

“Yeah. It was pretty good from this angle as well.” T.K. said. “I never knew you could get so horny, Kari. I always pictured you as this pure angel.” He laughed. But not in an unkind manner. “Still, I have to say. I'm enjoying this side of you a lot more.”

“Y-yeah.” She agreed.

“Still.” He smirked. “I guess this means that I keep the bed. But don't worry, I'll think up something for you to do since you lost the game.”

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