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The Digital Age	By : ShadowCat13 Category: Digimon > General Views: 5965 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. I do not make any money from writeing this.

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Chapter 6

After he’d finished eating Mystimon got up and went into the sitting room without ever looking his way. Having convinced himself that the digimon was most likely come join him on the bed, Ryan stared in relived disbelief. ’He’s leaving?’

Relaxing into the soft material beneath him Ryan closed his eyes, and used this opportunity to rest some as he’d been told. Knowing the elf digimon could return at any time Ryan listened for him, but heard nothing to make him think the digimon was returning. As the time pasted by and still Mystimon didn’t come back he wondered if he had maybe quietly left or something.

’Whatever it is he’s doing, I hope he doesn’t finish soon…’ He thought tiredly. He could feel himself starting to drift of, and though he didn’t want to be asleep when the digimon came back, he found the pull to hard to fight.

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After he’d left the room, Mystimon had pulled a book off one of the bookcase in the sitting room and sat down in a chair by the fire place. He couldn’t concentrate on reading well though, and keep having to reread what he’d just read over and over. His thought where on the boy lying on the bed in the other room.

He wanted to go back in there and enjoy the teenage boy’s body finally. He didn’t want to cause him pain though. He couldn’t care less if he had to force Ryan down to take him, but even then he’d try not to hurt him too much. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to damage Ryan so much as the sight of them him being in physical pain while he had sex with him was a huge turn off. “Why did he have to run and make me punish him?” He asked himself getting a little angry with the boy again.

Glancing back toward the room he felt the urge to go back in there grow stronger as did his annoyance at the boy for having his back covered in welts. Frustrated he set the book he was holding down and stood up. He took a few steps toward the room he’d left Ryan in before turning and crossing the room with quick steps to the suites door. Pulling it open he left the room and went to find his friend.

Grapleomon wasn’t in his study, nor was he still in the dining room. Not sure where else to look he decided to ask one of the servants where he might be found and was directed to head out side to a field to the right of the stables. Still irritated he wondered what the lion might be doing out there and not some place easily found as he heading outside.

Mystimon found the lion were he’d been told to look, though at first he wasn’t sure what his friend was doing out here. He was just standing in the field and seemed to be looking out at nothing. It wasn’t till his stance change and he performed a series of kicks and punches that he realized Grapleomon was likely working out. Standing back he watched the lionman punch and kick at the air till he realized he was being watched.

Turning to look at the elf Grapleomon wondered why he was here. He’d though he’d have been up in his room with Ryan. “Is something wrong?”

“No.” He said shaking his head. He didn’t particularly want to explain why he’d come looking for the lion. He was glad he had though. If his friend wanting to particle with someone then he’d have something to keep his mind off the brown haired boy in his room. “Want to spar? I’m sure having someone to practice with would be better than swatting at air.”

Grapleomon didn’t completely believe his friend when he said nothing was wrong but figured if the elf had wanted to talk about it he’d do so on his own. If Mystimon really did want to spar though, he’d take him up on the offer. “I’d love to.” He said motioning the elf over. “Just don’t get mad when you lose.”

Huffing at the thought of losing, Mystimon walked over to his friend. He wasn’t the best at hand to hand fighting, preferring to fight with his sword or magic, but he believed what he did know would allow him to stand a chance.

Taking his stance before his much buffer opponent he watched the lion. When he didn’t make a move he grew a bit impatient and stepped forward and threw a punch at his muzzle. Grapleomon easily deflected the attack with his furry arm and threw a punch of his own. Mystimon dodged it and the next three that followed in quick secession but was hit when the lion fainted to the right then suddenly kicked at his gut.

Thrown back by the attack Mystimon landed on his back with a pained grunt. He didn’t stay where he was long though. Rolling out of the way of another kick, the elf sprang to his feet once more and moved back in to attack. And landed his first hit. A whack to the side of the lions head.

Grinning a little, Grapleomon rubbed the spot. “That the best you got?”

Eye’s narrowing at the implied fact that his punch hadn’t be that strong Mystimon threw another punch at the lion. If they were using swords Grapleomon wouldn’t be finding it so amusing…

~~~

An hour or so later Mystimon lay on the ground panting. He was covered in a number of light bruises and small cuts, but had no serious injuries. He’d likely just be sore for a day or so while he healed. Looking over at Grapleomon who was standing not far away he sighed. The lion was panting a little too and had his own share of injuries, fewer than his own sadly, but obviously could still go on… unlike him. He didn’t like to admit it but lion had definitely won.

“You’ve just got to much muscle.” Mystimon grumbled to himself.

Laughing a little Grapleomon sat down next to the elf. “Mabye, but you did pretty well anyway.” He told him.

Sending the lion a glare for being laughed at, he choose not to reply. He knew it was true that lasting this long against him was good. He couldn’t help feel Grapleomon had gone easy one him though. He knew the lion could move a lot faster then he’d done. He almost asked why he’d held back but then realized that it wouldn’t have lasted long if he hadn’t.’He likely did it so we could both have some fun.’

Sitting up he winced a little as sore muscles complained. Noticing Grapleomon motioned back to his house. “We should get cleaned up. Soaking for a while should help with the soreness.”

Nodding in agreement Mystimon let his friend help him to his feet and followed him into the manor. Once they were on the third floor they parted ways and Mystimon went back to his suite. Pausing in the doorway between the sitting room and bedchamber he gazed at the sleeping teen. Seeing him relaxed and at peace he considered just filling the tube himself for a moment. He didn’t need thoughts of him on the bed running though his mind though so reached down and shook him awake. “Go fill the tube.”

Blinking sleep from his eyes Ryan nodded tiredly as he rose from the bed and then hurried into the bathroom. Entering the room after him Mystimon slowly undressed as the boy got to work filling the tub. Once he had the temperature right Ryan approached to help but he waved the teen away. “I’m fine… I won’t need you anymore tonight. Go join the other slaves. Just be here at dawn.”

“Yes sir.” Ryan said more than a little surprised and made his way to the door. He half expecting the digimon to change his mind and call him back. Mystimon didn’t change his mind though; he didn’t even look at him as he left. Ryan didn’t know why he was being dismissed but he wasn’t about to complain. On his way out he grabbed his shirt and pulled it back on.

Once he heard the door to the suite click shut and he knew Ryan was gone, Mystimon removed the last of his clothing. Walking over to the tub he turned off the water and stepped in. Sighing as the warm water started to relax his sore body he leaned back and tried not to wish he’d not sent the boy away.

~~~

Knowing the others may not yet be in the room, Ryan slowly made his way down to the slave courters. As he went he wondered on Mystimons behavior tonight. He really couldn’t figure the digimon out. He’d had no problems making him perform oral, nor pinning him down and molesting him, so why hadn’t the elf done anything now he had nothing holding him back? The only think he could think of was it had something to do with his flogging. If he was right it surprised him as he had believed Mystimon when he’d said wouldn’t care if he had to force himself on him if he fought, so he didn’t think being injured would have stopped him.

’Whatever the reason I’m happy.’ He thought as he made his way down the last flight of stairs down into the cellar. He didn’t enter the large room though and instead headed down a short hall and past the servants bathroom. Opening the door at the end of the hall he looked into the room he’d sleep in for the past four years.

The room was empty still, the others not yet finished with their work. Crossing the room he lit one of the candles they had for light and then pulled his sleeping mat off the old self along the back wall. He spread it out where he normally had sleep and lay down on him stomach, using his blanket as a pillow.

Looking at the far wall Ryan wondered how long it would be before Mystimon decided to force him into sex. He knew whatever had made the digimon decide to wait wouldn’t last forever. In some ways he wished he had just taken him as he was sure he was going to. Not knowing when he finally would was already worrying him.

A noise from out in the hall distracted him for his unhappy thoughts and he sat up so he could look towards the door. It was open a crack as he hadn’t shut the door tight when he entered. It was a little muffled but he could hear Darin and Kat talking.

“- won’t need it.”

“You don’t know that for sure yet. At least wait a while before…”

“Alight, I’ll wait… You’ll see I’m right though.” Darin grumbled as he pushed the door open. Looking out in the hall at Kat he went on. “I’ll even bet my breakfast tomorrow that Ryan’s not going to be sleeping with us anymore.”

“I’ll take that bet. But you’ll lose.” Ryan called out. Darin’s head spun around to face him almost faster than he could blink and he couldn’t help but find the look on his face funny. It was a mix of embarrassment and disbelief.

Bushing past Darin, Kat hurried inside the small room. Ryan thought for a moment she might hug him but she seemed to think better of it. “Are you going to keep sleeping with us till Lord Mystimon leaves?” She asked, sounding hopeful.

Ryan wished he could tell there that he would be, but honestly didn’t know himself. “I’m not sure.”

Nodding in understanding Kat went to get her own mat. Having recovered, though he was annoyed to have been wrong, Darin also laid his own sleeping mat out. As it was still cold down here the two had laid them out close to Ryan’s so they be able to keep each other warm Sitting down he looked over at Ryan. “How’s your back?”

“It hurts. It’s not as bad as earlier, whatever Apemon mixed up seems to have really helped, but still it’s really sore.” He answered truthfully as he looked over at the younger boy.

“Umm… can I see it? Your back?” Darin blurted out, a morbid curiosity taking hold.

Kat shook her head at him and looked like she was going to tell him to leave Ryan alone, but closed her mouth as Ryan got up and carefully pulled his shirt off. Coming over Darin peered at the welts. “I don’t ever want to get flogged…” He muttered to himself. After a few minutes he went back over to his mat and sat back down, his curiosity sated.

Ryan laid back down as well, but decided to leave the shirt off as it felt a little better this way. As he finished settling down, the door opened and Greg came in. Seeing Ryan laying on his mat, his expression saddened a little as he eyed the visible welts. After a moment he looked away and retrieved his own mat and blanket.

After spreading it out with the others he sat down. “I heard talk in the stables that Mystimon’s going to be leaving in a few days.” He said looking over a Ryan. He didn’t know if it was true or not, and was hoping for confirmation.

Frowning Ryan wondered if it was true. If so he hadn’t been told. “He hadn’t said anything about leaving yet.” He said quietly. He know it was going to happen, but till know it hadn’t really been something he’d though about.

Greg was disappointed he didn’t know for use if the elf was leaving. He’d have been happier knowing for sure one way or the other. Inwardly sighing he lay down. Kat and Darin did as well, though Kat first blow out the candle, and for a while they all just lay there silence in the darkroom.

After a while Ryan started to get cold so he sat up, wince a little as it hurt his rear, and pulled his shirt on then pulled his blanket over him. As he lay back down Darin spook up. “Hey, Ryan? Can I you’re your blanket when you’re gone?”

“My blanket?” He asked.

“Yeah… It gets cold so…” He trailed off.

“I guess.” Ryan told him tiredly. If he wasn’t going to be using it he didn’t care.

Happy Darin smiled, even though it was too dark to be seen. “Thanks!”

“Yeah… now go to sleep.” Ryan muttered. He heard a noise of agreement to go to sleep from Greg who was to his right. Hearing nothing more from Darin he shifted slightly to try getting more comfortable on his stomach then drifted off to sleep.

~~~

Plopping down on the log he dragged over to the fire he’d started, the dark skinned digimon in red armor stared into the crackling flames. He’d been looking for the werewolf the all day with no real success. The demon had started off by going to the village the digimon had raided in hopes of picking up his trail. That might have worked if he’d been a bit better at tracking as he’d lost all signs of them maybe an hour into the hills.

He’d have gone back to ask the inhabitants of the village more about the werewolf and his gang, but as he hadn’t be well received on his first visit he decided not to. Already on guard from the were-wolf having been there, they’d not been that open with strangers. Some had seemed to downright think he was there to just cause them more trouble and just wanted him gone. He didn’t think if he went back it would be any different the second time around.

So instead of going back he’d decided to keep wondering around hoping to find some sign of the were-wolves group in the area. Which meant he’d been wandering up and down the hills without any real clue of where to be looking for them… He seen various wild life, and even used his speed to catch a couple small rabbits and such for dinner, but hadn’t seen anything at all that would help him find who he was looking for. When the sun had gone down he’d even decided to take to the sky and fly around hoping to maybe spot a fire or something.

Flexing his single wing then folding it so it was out of the way, the demon digimon bent to see how his dinner was cooking. It was was the rabbits he’d caught earlier during the day. He could have eaten them raw, but out of habit was cooking them anyway. Though maybe not quite as well as he once would have. Pulling the one of the half cooked rabbit off the stick he been using to cook it he bite down into it.

It tasted almost perfect to him. Maybe a bit rarer would have been better... Even so it tasted wonderful. All he had was some water from a nearby stream to wash it down with, but even so the meal was satisfying.

When he was finished eating the first one KnightDemon looked at the second. He decided to save it for in the morning so set it aside, and then went to clean his clawed hand in the stream. When he felt they were clean enough he shook them dry and headed back over to sit on the log. “I wonder where I should look for the werewolf tomorrow...” He wondered out loud looking at the fire.

“Or maybe I should let them find me…” He murmured, a thought coming to mind. If he went and visited some of the towns and let it be known he was looking for the werewolf he might have better luck. He wasn’t sure it would work… it might just make him all the much harder to find, but it seemed better than just wondering around hoping to run across him out here.

~~~

AN- Sorry. I know not much happened in this chapter but it seemed like a good place to stop. I don’t want to add filler just to get up the word count up.

Still I do hope you liked the chapter. In the next there will likely be some more smut between Mystimon and Ryan. Grins evilly ;3
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