Koibito no Yume

Koibito
no Yume
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Disclaimers:  I don’t own Digimon, the characters, or the places that are
in my story.  I only own the idea, since Toei HAD to make this a
children’s show!!

Warnings:  SEX!  Yaoi sex!  Really detailed yaoi sex!
 Meaning guys getting it on with other guys!  Don’t like, don’t read.
 If you flame, be mature and have good reasons for flaming other than,
“Ew! Two guys having sex?”  You’ve been warned.  This is in Jyou’s
POV.  Enjoy!
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It\'s night again.  And I\'m all alone, as usual.  Just me, my bed, my
fantasies...and my hand.  Damnit.  And it\'s my own fault, really. I
can\'t tell the one I love that I love him.  That I want him.  That I
want it to be him slowly undressing me, lovingly caressing every inch of my
body, not me.

I hate this.  I really do.  It\'s gets even more painful every time.
 Not physically.  Mentally.  My h ble bleeds a little more every
time.  And it aches whenever I see him in public, or onstage, or with the
others just having a good time.  I want to be the one able to hug him in
public, poke him lightly in the stomach to make him smile and laugh, not her!
 Or him. It\'s unfair.  Just the thought of his beautiful smiling face
makes my heart beat faster, moaning his name as my hand slowly slides down my
chest to lower areas.

Yamaaaaa...

This is maddening.  I can\'t take this anymore. \'I should tell him,
no matter what\'.  I think as I grab my throbbing member, my breath
coming out in little pants and gasps.  But I can\'t tell him. If he rejects
me, I\'ll loose our friendship, and that would be worse.  I think I\'d
rather endure this nightly torture and be able to see him, than nothing at all.

I thank Kami that my brothers don\'t live here anymore, and that my father is
working the night shift.  I don\'t have to think about my voice level. I\'ll
just deal with angry neighbors tomorrow, telling them it was their imagination,
or the TV, if they complain.  And my voice does raise slightly, as my hand
slides up and down faster.  With my head thrown back, eyes closed, and
hips bucking, one of my fantasies starts to play out in my mind, seemingly
real. I can actually hear my door being opened and closed quietly, the small
rustling of clothing, the shallow breathing of another individual as they
quietly make their way to my bed.  I hear a soft plop next to my bed, like
something is dropped, but I don\'t open my eyes.  That\'s never happened in
my fanes bes before, but I don\'t care.

I hear clothing move again, as if the person is moving to kneel by my bed.
 Then I feel hands, warm hands on mine, pushing them away from my manhood
and chest.  One warm hand wraps gently around it, pumping slowly.
 The other tangles itself in my hair, moving down slowly to caress my
face.  Light fingernails drag down my throat, making me shiver
delightfully. It\'s one of my most ticklish spots, but during sex, or foreplay,
or whatever it is I get to do, it has an adverse affect. And only one person
knows that.  I slowly half open my eyes, staring lustfully up at the
object of all my wantings and fantasies.

"Yama...to...??"  The apparitsmilsmiles gently down at me.
 It leans down till its mouth is just a hair\'s away. It whispers, inches
away from my open and panting mouth.

"Shhhh...Baby, don\'t worry.  I\'ll take care of you tonight.
 I\'ll eve everything all better."  Before I can do anything, he
brings his mouth down on mine, immediately darting his tongue in and out of my
mouth. Does...he have a tongue ring?!  He never has tongue rings in my
fantasies!  Not that I\'m complaining.  The little bar feels oddly
nice, and I\'m too far into my fantasy to actually care.  I whimper in
lustful delight and respond, moving my tongue along with his and tangling my
hands in his soft go hai hair.

His mouth leaves mine all too soon, only to travel down my neck and chest in
light, wet kisses that leave my body shuddering in pleasure as tiny fires erupt
in the places his hands and mouth touch me.  My orgasm is within a short
reach.  I buck my hips wildly, trying desperately to reach it.  His
pumping hand leaves me, only to be replaced suddenly by his hot, wet mouth.
 I cry out loudly, throwing my head back, arching my back and grabbing his
hair at the same time.  

Even as I impale his mouth and yank at his hair, never once do I feel him
flinch in pain. Then the sucking starts.  He bobs his head up and down,
massaging a thigh and my buttocks in rhythm.  His other hand does
something strange.  He sticks two fingers in my mouth, gently pushing and
pulling them out, mimicking the rhythm. It\'s strange, in an erotic sort of way,
but I don\'t complain.  I close my mouth around his probing fingers,
sucking on them as they thrust in and out.
I moan loudly around the fingers as the precum drips out, being immediately
sucked up and swallowed.  Suddenly, is sucking grows harder and faster.
 I open my mouth and throw back my head, moaning even louder than before.
 He trails his hand down, leaving behind a small line of saliva.  My
hips buck madly, thrusting into his sweet mouth.  So close...so fucking
close.  I call out his name, arching my back off the bed, my legs straining
to keep up.  Finally, it comes. My climax is like nothing I\'ve ever felt
before, bright and hot and indescribably wonderful. In my last, and only,
relationship, I had never felt that height of pleasure. Koushiro was never
really that fond of giving blowjobs.

It\'s over too soon. My body relaxes back on my bed, my breath coming out in
short, fast gasps.  I will my racing heart to slow down. Blearily, I look
up, expecting him to disappear like he usually does.  But this time he
doesn\'t. He leans over me, smirking down at me as he licks off any cum that has
dripped out. Raising up on his knees, he leans over me, still whispering.

"We\'re not done yet."  Gently rubbing his hand up and down my
chest, he brings his mouth back down to mine, softly moving against my lips.
 Before I have the chance to respond, he pulls away from my body, leaving
my feeling cold and empty.  I know this is only a fantasy, but damn...it
feels so real!  I think I might actually be asleep, and am dreaming this.
 There is no way this could be a fantasy, and not a chance in Hell can
this be real!

I see him lean down and open a bag that is next to him on the floor.  So I
did hear something being dropped. Reachin, he, he pulls out two different sizes
and colors of what l lik like some sort of gel in bottles. Setting them down
next to my glasses on my bedside table, he pulls out another item, but keeps it
hidden from me.  Curiously, I start to raise up to see what it is, but a
free hand catches me, pushing on my chest till I\'m laying back down on the bed.
 Leg bag back over me, he recaptures my lips in a heated, passionate kiss
that I happily return.  I faintly realize he has put the object on my bed
next to me, but I\'m too absorbed with his tongue, which is almost literally
trying to worm its way down my throat, to care.

He takes both of my hands and raise them above my head towards the rungs in my
headboard. One hand is taken away while the other holds mine firmly above me.
Not that I\'m gonna resist him, but still.  Suddenly, I hear a clicking
noise and feel cold metal against both of my wrists.  Dazedly, I break
away from the kiss and try to twist my head up to see.

What the Hell?  Handcuffs?!  This is going far beyond most of my
usual fantasies!  Now I -know- I must be dreaming! But damn, I don\'t care!
 I think those hentai manga I found in my brother\'s rooms are finally
paying off.

I look back up at him, curiosity etched on my face.  He just smirks back
down at me in that sexy way of his.  "We\'re going to play a little
bit."  He huskily answers my silent question.  I merely nod my
head and rest it back between my arms.  He reaches over and picks up the
taller, thinner bottle with the bright red gel in it.  There\'s no label on
it, so I can\'t tell what it is. "This is called Motion Lotion.  At
least, that\'s what Mimi said in her letter. She sent me a bunch of this kinky
sex stuff for my birthday.  I think she was hoping I\'d use it on
her."  He smirks at the idea. "Anyway, I don\'t know if we have
any of this type of stuff here.  I\'m guessing we do, I mean, we have a
whole street that\'s all condom shops!" He snorts at the idea.  He
opens the lid and tips it over, squirting some out.  

I see that it\'s more liquid than gel. "She assures me that this stuff
works.  And what you\'re supposed to do is spread it on your lover,"
he does as he says, spreading the little drop down my neck.  "Wait
about, not even a minute, and then blow on that spot."  As he does
so, I\'m about to ask exactly what it does, but I stop as I feel his breath
running over the liquidy gel.  

At first, the gel cools, but when he stops blowing, the skin under the gel
heats rapidly.  I close my eyes and moan a little as the little are
sk
skin starts to tingle.  I don\'t know what type of an affect it would have
on the rest of my skin, but since it\'s on my neck, he gets the reaction he
desires.  Damn him.

Smirking still, he leans over me sensually licking the liquid gel off. Again, I
moan, louder this time and tilt my head so that he has better access. Which he
takes full advantage of, devouring my neck and throat.  He nips lightly at
the flesh at the
top of my neck, just under my chin.  He moves one of my arms slightly, so
that he can reach the other side of my throat.

There, at the base of my neck, where it meets my shoulder, he starts suckling
harder.  I\'m probably going to have a love bite there.  Well...if
this weeal,eal, there would be.  All of a sudden, he bites. Not hard
enough to puncture my skin, but I bet he left teeth marks.  All I can do
is moan loudly, adding his name.  It hurts, but only slightly.  I\'ve
grown a high tolerance to pain over the years.  And this is actually
turning me on.  I think I\'vartearted to become a masochist.

I\'m enjoying this quite thoroughly, as I\'m already painfully hard.
 Suckling his way slowly back up my neck, he quickly captures my lips
before pulling away and standing up.  At first, I think he\'s going to
leave, or disappear. But he doesn\'t.  Instead he climbs onto my bed, then
onto me!  Straddling my waist, he smirks down at my shocked face. Raising
his hands, he runs his fingers through my hair soothingly.  
t\'st\'s one of the things Koushiro learned about me and shared with Yamato.
 I love it when people play with my hair.  Being raised in a family
of all guys and hardly any bodily contact, I take what I can get.  I love
hugs the best.  I don\'t get very many hugs.  The other being the neck
thing, but Koushiro was too oblivious to realize that.

From my hair, the light fingers traced twin patterns over my cheeks, down my
neck and shoulders, to my chest.  I lean my head back and em sli slight
moan as the fingers trace light circles around my nipples.  He pinches my
hardened nubs before tracing light patterns down the rest of my chest and
stomach.  I peek open my eyes as I feel his hands leaving my body.  I
look up to see him still smirking down at me and grab the ends of his sweater,
hauling it off over his head and tossing it onto the floor.  Oh sweet
Kami, I think my heart has stopped!  Or I\'m drooling...or both.  Why
does this have to be a dream?!

I start yanking at my bindings, wanting to touch smo smooth muscles that ripple
every time he moves.  Laughing, he reaches out to lightly play with my
nipples again.  "You want to touch, don\'t you?"  Moaning,
all I can do is dumbly nod.  I feel him sliding down my stomach till he\'s
pressed hard against my erection, leaning his body parallel to mine.  His
hands leave my chest and slowly slide up my arms, grasping my bound hands,
entwining our fingers.  He leans his head down, inches away from my mouth,
still whispering.  "Maybe later if you\'re a good boy, ne?"

"H...hai...be...good boy..."  I mumble out.  How is it I
can think properly, but I can\'t speak without slurring and stumg ovg over every
syllable?  He smiles before claiming my lips in a searing kiss.  As
our tongues mesh and probe each other\'s mouth, I can\'t help thinking, \'I
wonder what I can do to make him happier?\'  I almost unconsciously add
the word Master!  I think those hentai manga\'s I found really -are- paying
off!  I idly wonder if Yamato would go for that sort of thing...

His hands let go of mine, sliding back down my arms and over my shoulder
blades, finally wrapping themselves around my waist.  I moan,
unconsciously shifting my hips, brushing by his erection through his pants.
 He sucks in air sharply, letting it out with a low moan from deep in his
throat, lashing out his tongue deeper into my mouth. It\'s the first one I\'ve
heard from him tonight.  Moving his arms to grasp my shoulders, he keeps
moaning, slowly grinding his hips down, causing him to brush up against my
throbbing member, each time increasing my need greatly.

Breaking the heated kiss, I throw my head back, panting hard.  "Ne,
Yama!  Onegai!!"  Crap.  I -know- my neighbors heard that!

Keeping his head down, our noses just barely touching, he breathes out sexily
between gasps of air.  "What do you want?"

"You!"

Again, he laughs lightly, turning his head, nuzzling my hair, whispering
huskily into my ear.  "Soon, I promise.  I still want to play
some more!"  Kissing his way down my neck again, he gently slides off
my body, leaving me feeling cold.  One hand travels down my body, gently
caressing my inner and outer thighs.  Leaning across me, he takes one
nipple in his mouth, lightly suckling, licking, and nipping it as he plays with
the other one.  My back arches as I grip the rungs in my headboard.

"Yama, please!!!!"  I\'ve reduced myself to desperately begging.
 But I don\'t care. I need my release now! And yet, he ignores my pleas,
kissing his way across my chest to the other nipple, repeating his previous
actions.

"Oh Gods, Yama, please!!??!!"

Pulling away from my chest, he looks up into my face.  "Are you sure
you want it now?"

&;Yes;Yes!  Gods yes!  Now damnit!"

"As you wish, my lover."  Holy Hell... Why can\'t he say that in
real life, and not in a dream?! As he pulls away and rolls off my bed, I relax
my back, settling down, trying to calm my overly sensitized nerves and pulse.
 Koushiro wasn\'t big on foreplay, which is why I had started long ago
pleasuring myself.  I don\'t think I\'ve ever been this aroused in my entire
life!  Maybe with all these dreams, I could teach this to him.  At
least Daisuke would be happy then!

I quickly push those thoughts to the back of my mind and advert my eyes to
watch Yamato strip off the last of his clothing.  Slowly unbuttoning and
unzippering his pants, he hooks a finger on each and pulls them down, boxers
included.  He then kicks them aside to join his previously discarded
sweater standing at full height, and as my hungry eyes drift downward, full
attention, for me.

Climbing back onto my bed, he grabs the other smaller jar, taking it with him
as he kneels between my legs.  Spreading my knees farther apart, he looks
at me concerned.  "I don\'t want to hurt you..."

Regaining some control over my voice, I answer.  "Been there, done
that!"

"Huh?  You mean, you\'re not a virgin?"

"With a horny, semi-antisocial guy like Koushiro?"  I snort and
roll my eyes.  "Yeah right!"

"Well, good.  Then I don\'t feel bad for doing this."
 Opening the jar, he coats two fingers and slides the hand underneath me,
grasping my hip with the other. First he inserts one finger, wiggling it
around, coating my inner walls.  Soon, he adds the second finger,
stretching and hitting my prostrate.  

My back arches as I moan, a little from discomfort.  It\'s been awhile
since someone besides me has been in that area.  But I get used to it
quickly as he begins thrusting his fingers in and out a little faster.  My
grip on the rungs tighten as my hips start bucking in time with his fingers.
 His other hand lets go of my hip as he pulls his fingers out.  I
whimper in protest, turning my half open eyes to him.  Since I can\'t see
much without my glasses, I think he\'s smiling down at me.

I feel his hands grip my hips and lift them up, sliding himself under me, and
then into me.  I arch my back accordingly, hooking my ankles behind his
back.  His slick member slides in easily.  I lean my head back,
moaning happily.  It\'s been too long since I\'ve felt like this. Well,
minus the kinkiness of being handcuffed.  But that just adds to my
arousal.  The deep, lust-filled moans he\'s producing further stokes the
flames of passion burning inside me.  He begins thrusting slowly.
 Agonizingly slow.

"Ya....yama...  Faster...Please??"

"Impatient...” I can hear the amusement and the smirk through his deep
breathes.  Yet, he obliges, picking up the speed.  I match his pace,
throwing my head back.  I don\'t even know if I\'m moaning or saying
something or both or nothing.  I do know my mouth is opening and closing
with each gasp and thrust.

For some reason, I open my eyes slightly, gazing up at him.  Through my
hazy, unfocused eyes, I can somehow see that he has his head tilted back
slightly and to the side.  His eyes and mouth are closed in a look of
total pleasure and peace.  The cute thing though, is the tip of his tongue
is peeking out of the side of his mouth. Kind of like what Takeru and Daisuke
do when they\'re engrossed in some video game.

Pleasure courses through my body as he picks up speed, slamming into me,
hitting my sweet spot over and over.  He reaches for my member, pumping it
in time, bringing me even closer to my release.  At some point, my ears
have stopped functioning.  I can barely hear my own breathing, though, now now my mouth is moving, so I must be saying something.  I hope I\'m not
too loud...

Suddenly, my whole body tenses; my legs in a death grip around his waist and my
fingers squeezing the rungs as I finally reach my climax.  Once again,
it\'s indescribably incredible. There aren\'t enough words to describe it!
 The best thing though, is after my body starts relaxing, I feel his legs
tense up under me, his hands gripping my hips hard as he too follows in
release.

Panting hard, I open my eyes and look up at him, my ears finally starting to
work.  His hands are down by my hips, gripping at my sheets, his head
bowed and shoulders heaving as he too sucks in air.  Swallowing and
slightly calming down, he pulls out of me as my body tiredly sags onto my bed.
 Reaching over to my nightstand, he picks up a box of tissues and does a
quick clean-up job of the two of us, throwing the used tissues in the
wastebasket.  Then he tiredly crawls to up to my side, reaching up and
undoing the handcuffs.  

My arms and wrists protest as I move them back down from being in one position
so long, but I don\'t pay any attention to it. I turn on my side, facing him,
watching him curiously as he looks up at me with those crystal blue eyes.
 He looks as if he wants to say something, but isn\'t sure of how to say
it.  It\'s cute the way his face is all scrunched up in confusion.  I
reach over, gently caressing a cheek.

"What? What is it?"  He leans his head into my touch, closing
his eyes briefly before opening them, looking back up at me, determined, whispering
the words I\'ve always wanted to hear come from his mouth.

"Aishiteru, Jyou."  I honestly don\'t know how to react to that.
 I\'m shocked, happy, elated, sad, depressed...  I want to hear him
say it, but not in a dream!  I want to hear him say it to me to my face
when I\'m awake!  But I know that\'s impossible.  And I tell him that.
 He looks disappointed, sad, his eyes drooping down to the small space
between us.  Tears pool in his eyes, threatening to spill over.
 Yamato openly crying?  He hardly ever shows this side of himself!
 I would be even more concerned if I didn\'t know this was a dream.
 Still whispering, he nuzzles his head under my chin, wrapping his arms
tightly around my back.

"I\'m sorry...  I want to be with you.  I really do!"
 He sucks in a breath, calming himself.  "Onegai, Jyou? Just
tell me if you feel the same way for me?"

I wrap my arms around him tightly, hugging him close.  "Of course I
do!  How could I not love you?  How could anyone not love you?
 I just--” The rest of my sentence is cut off by his lips pressing
themselves to me.  Before I can respond, he pulls back, a happy, yet
utterly sad look on his face.

"Just shut up and hold me then..."  I oblige as he nestles down
again, wrapping our arms around each other and entwining our legs, forgetting
about covering ourselves with my blanket.  Soon, we drift off, only using
each other to warm us.
*~*

I wake up the next morning to my curtains being suddenly opened, bright
sunlight violently flooding my room.  I groan in protest, throwing my arm
over my eyes.

"Well, morning otouto-chan!"

Damnit... What the Hell is Shuu doing here?

"What time is it?" I sleepily ask, not taking my arm away for fear of
being blinded.

"Around lunchtime!  I\'m surprised you\'re still asleep, though, from what
I\'ve heard about your night..."  He trails off as he walks to me
door. I bolt upright, my blanket falling off of me.  Blanket?  Did I
use a blanket??

"What did you hear?!?"

He chuckles and leans against the doorframe.  "Oh just our neighbors
saying something about what a colorful vocabulary you have!  By the way,
who\'s Yama-chan?"  I pale, my eyes widening. Groaning, I flop back
onto my pillow, grabbing my blanket and throwing it over my head.  I can
hear him laughing as he exits.

"By the way, there\'s a note on your table!"  Pushing the blanket
away from my head, I look over onto my table to see a plain white envelope with
my name on it.  \'Yamato\'s handwriting??\' Was last night... Did he
really...Was he really... Oh Holy Hell, I\'m so confused!  Looking down at
my sheets, I realize they aren\'t the same ones I had on last night, and that
I\'m actually in a pair of boxers and a tee shirt.  And I\'m clean!
 Sitting up and grabbing my glasses and the letter, I open it, settling
down to read.

Jyou,
Morning!  I hope you slept well.  Did you know you are a really heavy
sleeper?  I didn\'t think you\'d stay asleep with all the moving I did to
you in order to get you and the bed cleaned up!

Oh. My.  Gods.  This can\'t be real...can it?  Am I still
dreaming?

To get right to the point, yes.  Last night WAS real.  I really
was there.  A little birdie told me that you\'ve had feelings for me for a
very long time now.

I am going to kill Koushiro later for this...

Why didn\'t you tell me sooner?  I thought you knew I wasn\'t going out
with Sora anymore...
cou could I know?  No one tells me anything!

To tell you the truth, I started to get a little jealous when you started
going out with Koushiro.  I know, it sounds insane.  And I can\'t even
explain why I felt that way at the time.  But then I realized that I was
getting a crush on you.  I thought though, that with time it would go
away.  But you know that whole forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest
thing...  Just as you were starting to grow apart from Koushiro, I found
myself doing that with Sora.

As of right now, I\'m sitting here at your desk, watching you sleep.  You
look so innocent and peaceful.  I want to reach out and touch you again,
but I\'m afraid it will wake you up, even though I now know you sleep like a
rock!  I want to just climb under the sheets with you again and fall
asleep, and wake up in your arms.  But I know I can\'t.  Not yet
anyway.

I remember all our times in the Digital World, the first time we were there.
 I remember the diner, you leaving Miust ust to come find me.  I
never understood why you did that.  Now, of course, I know.  I wish I
had known then, so I could have thanked you better.  And I still can\'t
thank you enough for saving Takeru.  I know he means just as much to you
as he does to me.

I wish we had been able to spend more time together that year the Second
Generation came around.  But we were so busy.  I\'m just happy that
you were able to make it to the band concert, even if it was disrupted (which
I\'m still holding a grudge against...I know my band would have won that
contest!).  Did you know that when we were pairing off to follow the
children infected with the Dark Seeds, I suggested Sora and Taichi go together?
 I can\'t remember what lame excuse I gave, but I just wanted to have the chance
to be around you, alone, even though we were "on business."

I don\'t know when it happened, but this crush I had on you just didn\'t go away,
instead it grew. What I said last night was, and still is true.  I do love
you.  With all my heart.  I do want to be with you, for as long as
humanly possible!  It hurt a lot last night when you thought it was all a
dream.  But, as I told myself, it was better that way.  If you hadn\'t
thought you were dreaming, I don\'t know if last night would have ever happened.
 And none of this would have ever gotten said.  And I couldn\'t keep
it in anymore.  

I\'m sorry you thought our first time wasn\'t real, so, can we meet later today?
 Maybe, go on our first date or something, or just talk?  I\'ll be
waiting in the park in the spot where all of us always meet at 2 \'o\'clock.
 If you\'re not there, then I know I\'ll have my answer.  But I do hope
to see you there.

By the way, do you know how loudly you shout during sex?  Has Koushiro
ever told you?  I\'m surprised your neighbors didn\'t start banging on the
walls!

Well, the sun\'s starting to rise, and I need to get home now.  I hear your
father entering the house, so I guess I need to be quiet on my way out.
 I\'m really glad you showed me where you put your extra key, just in case
for emergencies.

I love you, and hope to see you this afternoon.

Love,
your koibito no yume.
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End.
Many thanxies to:

My beta reader Meggie-chan!  Without you, this story woulda sucked, and
not in a good way!  I still hate that semicolon though!!!!  It’s
evil!!!!

*edit* This was written a loooooooooooong time ago. Please excuse any mistakes or misinformation. But this was my very first lemon, and yaoi to boot. I felt it deserved to be reuploaded somewhere to get some recognition for being my very first baby. XD