The Affair
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Category:
Digimon › Het-Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
9,934
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Digimon: Digital Monsters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hidden Agendas
A/N: Hey! Long time no write, eh? Welp, hopefully this makes up for the delay! A lot of deception’s going on! Please R&R!
CH 3
Hands danced across flesh in waltzes of utter adoration, the owners\' lips joining hungrily amidst a sudden pang of heated desire as they simultaneously shared a thrilling climax and screamed all of their love for one another for all the world to hear.
Suddenly wilting down atop her blonde counterpart\'s chiseled chest, the lovely strawberry blonde heaved a contented sigh and bestowed him with an affectionate kiss on the lips. \"I love you, Matt,\" she breathed, nuzzling the nape of his neck before tangling her fingers amidst his massive mop of flaxen-colored hair.
Smiling amidst the veil of her flowing locks, Matt returned warmly within the sanction of her ear, \"I love you, too, Mimi...I really do.\"
\"Then go away with me,\" she pleaded, suddenly quite urgent. \"I just can\'t bear the thought of losing you to that redheaded minx!\"
Matt suddenly turned away from her as if he had been burned, questioning in a rather weak and defeated voice, \"You mean Sora, right?\"
\"Of course I mean Sora!\", Mimi snapped, now on the verge of pitching a fit. \"Who else in this world would be your redheaded wife!\"
\"I don\'t know...I\'m so sorry, sweetheart,\" Matt mumbled, taking her hands in his. \"It\'s just that...well...I still love her, Mimi. This may be a little harder to go through with than I originally thought.\"
Hurt, the light-haired seductress pulled away from him, wrapping the scratchy motel sheets about her silken flesh as she slid off of the bed and approached the dresser in order to acquire her belongings.
Matt groaned. \"Mimi, please...I didn\'t mean-\"
\"Oh, yes you did!\", she snapped, tears of anguish and utter disbelief spilling past her kohl lashes and staining her cheeks with several dark and grayish splotches. \"If you were completely devoted to me like you promised before, you would not be mentioning your wife at a time like this!\"
\"Well yeah, but-\"
\"But nothing! I\'m leaving you, Matt...forever!\"
Watching on in utter disbelief, Matt felt his heart constricting painfully within his chest as his second love slipped her sun dress up and over her head and grabbed her keys from on top of the dresser, giving him nothing but the very unladylike finger in response before she opened the door and slammed it behind her in utter contempt.
Moaning within the sanction of his hands, Matt cursed his youthful foolishness and wished for a second chance, his feelings waging war across his troubled features as he slumped out of bed and prepared to return home to his ever-loving wife.
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\"Hey, babe...what\'s wrong?\"
Mimi regarded her fiance\' with a look of utter revulsion, her doe-brown eyes piercing and fiery as she returned in a maliciously poignant manner, \"Not now, Tai...I\'ve got much more important things to worry about than talking with you, okay? Just lay off!\"
Considerably hurt by her actions, Tai forced a weak smile, then nodded. \"Of course, sweetheart...whatever you want.\"
Completely ignoring him, altogether, she then turned her attention over towards the small picture framed on one of the end tables by the couch, her gaze narrowing significantly upon realizing that subject was Matt and Sora\'s wedding.
Seething, Mimi stalked over to the picture and slammed it face-down onto the table, abruptly spinning about on her heel and storming off toward her bedroom as a very hurt and confused Tai gazed despondently after.
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Checking her watch, Sora irritably continued her walk home from Demure Amor, subconsciously touching the messy bun on the back of her head as she found herself wondering yet again about her relationship with Matt.
Last night before making love to her, he had announced that he was going on yet another business trip, except this time he proposed that he would be gone for an entire week.
A week...seven whole days without the warmth of a man to keep her company, nor the fire of his desire to keep her satisfied, as forced though it seemed. Even if Matt faked his love for her, it at least kept her going on. Without love, she realized, she would wither up and dissipate into nothingness like a flower without rain.
Tisking over the litter that was currently adorning the lawn to the apartment complex that she and Matt inhabited, Sora begrudgingly followed the walkway up to the front door, pausing every once in a while to tug at her sagging pantyhose.
\"Damn runners,\" she cursed sourly under her breath upon noticing a couple of snags, her pride in her overall appearance becoming more and more distraught with each passing moment. \"God, I wish Matt were home...\"
\"Hey, babe.\"
Sora flinched. That voice...
\"Matt?\", she questioned, whirling around in absolute disbelief upon spotting his reflection in the coruscating glass of the entryway. \"What on earth are you doing here! I thought you were supposed to be gone for an entire week!\"
\"Well, there\'s been a slight change of plans,\" he revealed, pulling his wife in for a quick and needy kiss that completely wrought her senses. Pausing in order to stroke her soft, auburn hair, he continued, \"I\'ve decided that I needed you way too much, so I came home.\"
Sora, now completely dazed and confused, gave him a strange look and lolled her head over to one side. \"Oh? And why is that? You\'ve never done anything like this before.\"
\"Well, I - oh, snap! Hang on, I\'m being paged...\"
Narrowing her eyes, Sora subconsciously clicked her tongue as she then realized that people never changed. Work would always be more important to Matt than herself; always.
Cursing, Matt pocketed his pager, then gave his wife a rueful glance, apologizing wearily, \"Sorry, babe, but there\'s been yet another change of plans...I guess that I just might have to take that trip, after all.\"
\"Then go, already,\" Sora muttered, folding her arms before glancing peevishly off to the side. \"I don\'t need you here.\"
\"Sora...\"
\"Go,\" she hissed, pushing his invading hands away from her hips as she slipped past him and haughtily stalked off toward the main entrance of the building.
Sighing, Matt dejectedly allowed his head to flop forward as he stuffed his hands into his awaiting pockets, only then realizing that he may have made a terribly grave mistake.
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\"I\'ve been waiting for nearly an hour.\"
\"I\'m sorry,\" Matt apologized, encircling his arms about his lover\'s waist before longingly pressing his cheek against her own. \"I need you, Mimi...I\'m just so sorry for not realizing that up until now.\"
\"It\'s alright,\" she returned softly, the salty breeze from the dock tousling her hair as she continued to gaze out wistfully upon the grayish waves of the clear night sky. \"As long as we love each other, nothing can possibly go wrong.\"
Matt smiled warmly within the sanction of her neck, then nodded. \"Yes...nothing at all.\"
A/N: Welp, how was that? Any good? And, just so you know, I DO know who the pairing will be judging by your votes, but if it changes, so will the pairing! So vote!
CH 3
Hands danced across flesh in waltzes of utter adoration, the owners\' lips joining hungrily amidst a sudden pang of heated desire as they simultaneously shared a thrilling climax and screamed all of their love for one another for all the world to hear.
Suddenly wilting down atop her blonde counterpart\'s chiseled chest, the lovely strawberry blonde heaved a contented sigh and bestowed him with an affectionate kiss on the lips. \"I love you, Matt,\" she breathed, nuzzling the nape of his neck before tangling her fingers amidst his massive mop of flaxen-colored hair.
Smiling amidst the veil of her flowing locks, Matt returned warmly within the sanction of her ear, \"I love you, too, Mimi...I really do.\"
\"Then go away with me,\" she pleaded, suddenly quite urgent. \"I just can\'t bear the thought of losing you to that redheaded minx!\"
Matt suddenly turned away from her as if he had been burned, questioning in a rather weak and defeated voice, \"You mean Sora, right?\"
\"Of course I mean Sora!\", Mimi snapped, now on the verge of pitching a fit. \"Who else in this world would be your redheaded wife!\"
\"I don\'t know...I\'m so sorry, sweetheart,\" Matt mumbled, taking her hands in his. \"It\'s just that...well...I still love her, Mimi. This may be a little harder to go through with than I originally thought.\"
Hurt, the light-haired seductress pulled away from him, wrapping the scratchy motel sheets about her silken flesh as she slid off of the bed and approached the dresser in order to acquire her belongings.
Matt groaned. \"Mimi, please...I didn\'t mean-\"
\"Oh, yes you did!\", she snapped, tears of anguish and utter disbelief spilling past her kohl lashes and staining her cheeks with several dark and grayish splotches. \"If you were completely devoted to me like you promised before, you would not be mentioning your wife at a time like this!\"
\"Well yeah, but-\"
\"But nothing! I\'m leaving you, Matt...forever!\"
Watching on in utter disbelief, Matt felt his heart constricting painfully within his chest as his second love slipped her sun dress up and over her head and grabbed her keys from on top of the dresser, giving him nothing but the very unladylike finger in response before she opened the door and slammed it behind her in utter contempt.
Moaning within the sanction of his hands, Matt cursed his youthful foolishness and wished for a second chance, his feelings waging war across his troubled features as he slumped out of bed and prepared to return home to his ever-loving wife.
00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
\"Hey, babe...what\'s wrong?\"
Mimi regarded her fiance\' with a look of utter revulsion, her doe-brown eyes piercing and fiery as she returned in a maliciously poignant manner, \"Not now, Tai...I\'ve got much more important things to worry about than talking with you, okay? Just lay off!\"
Considerably hurt by her actions, Tai forced a weak smile, then nodded. \"Of course, sweetheart...whatever you want.\"
Completely ignoring him, altogether, she then turned her attention over towards the small picture framed on one of the end tables by the couch, her gaze narrowing significantly upon realizing that subject was Matt and Sora\'s wedding.
Seething, Mimi stalked over to the picture and slammed it face-down onto the table, abruptly spinning about on her heel and storming off toward her bedroom as a very hurt and confused Tai gazed despondently after.
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Checking her watch, Sora irritably continued her walk home from Demure Amor, subconsciously touching the messy bun on the back of her head as she found herself wondering yet again about her relationship with Matt.
Last night before making love to her, he had announced that he was going on yet another business trip, except this time he proposed that he would be gone for an entire week.
A week...seven whole days without the warmth of a man to keep her company, nor the fire of his desire to keep her satisfied, as forced though it seemed. Even if Matt faked his love for her, it at least kept her going on. Without love, she realized, she would wither up and dissipate into nothingness like a flower without rain.
Tisking over the litter that was currently adorning the lawn to the apartment complex that she and Matt inhabited, Sora begrudgingly followed the walkway up to the front door, pausing every once in a while to tug at her sagging pantyhose.
\"Damn runners,\" she cursed sourly under her breath upon noticing a couple of snags, her pride in her overall appearance becoming more and more distraught with each passing moment. \"God, I wish Matt were home...\"
\"Hey, babe.\"
Sora flinched. That voice...
\"Matt?\", she questioned, whirling around in absolute disbelief upon spotting his reflection in the coruscating glass of the entryway. \"What on earth are you doing here! I thought you were supposed to be gone for an entire week!\"
\"Well, there\'s been a slight change of plans,\" he revealed, pulling his wife in for a quick and needy kiss that completely wrought her senses. Pausing in order to stroke her soft, auburn hair, he continued, \"I\'ve decided that I needed you way too much, so I came home.\"
Sora, now completely dazed and confused, gave him a strange look and lolled her head over to one side. \"Oh? And why is that? You\'ve never done anything like this before.\"
\"Well, I - oh, snap! Hang on, I\'m being paged...\"
Narrowing her eyes, Sora subconsciously clicked her tongue as she then realized that people never changed. Work would always be more important to Matt than herself; always.
Cursing, Matt pocketed his pager, then gave his wife a rueful glance, apologizing wearily, \"Sorry, babe, but there\'s been yet another change of plans...I guess that I just might have to take that trip, after all.\"
\"Then go, already,\" Sora muttered, folding her arms before glancing peevishly off to the side. \"I don\'t need you here.\"
\"Sora...\"
\"Go,\" she hissed, pushing his invading hands away from her hips as she slipped past him and haughtily stalked off toward the main entrance of the building.
Sighing, Matt dejectedly allowed his head to flop forward as he stuffed his hands into his awaiting pockets, only then realizing that he may have made a terribly grave mistake.
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\"I\'ve been waiting for nearly an hour.\"
\"I\'m sorry,\" Matt apologized, encircling his arms about his lover\'s waist before longingly pressing his cheek against her own. \"I need you, Mimi...I\'m just so sorry for not realizing that up until now.\"
\"It\'s alright,\" she returned softly, the salty breeze from the dock tousling her hair as she continued to gaze out wistfully upon the grayish waves of the clear night sky. \"As long as we love each other, nothing can possibly go wrong.\"
Matt smiled warmly within the sanction of her neck, then nodded. \"Yes...nothing at all.\"
A/N: Welp, how was that? Any good? And, just so you know, I DO know who the pairing will be judging by your votes, but if it changes, so will the pairing! So vote!