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Author: JKM
Fandom: Digimon 02
Time Frame: Nine years post season
Genre: AU/Crossover/hentai/romance
Verse: Digi-hearts
Disclaimer: Digimon does not belong to me as you well
know. If it did there would be far more Yaoi and the ending of 02 would be much
different.
Introduction: This is part of a group of stories based
upon a roleplaying group that never really got off the ground. It’s one of many
stories surrounding this crossover universe. If you’re interested in knowing
more please contact me, I’d love to chat about it.
It had seemed by chance they had met. Many people could
ask whether it was destiny or something else but still it had happened. He had
never loved him that way, but when Daisuke had gotten drunk the insults had
tumbled out. Ken figured his once best friend must think him some sort of fool
to not see Takeru hanging over him. But truth was Ken didn’t care. They were
friends and he accepted that. They were so close there were many jokes,
comparing them to Taichi and Yamato. Funny how ironic that would be in the end.
That it was Daisuke’s crass manner that would drive him away.
He was drunk, yes, but the things he had said Ken
couldn’t forgive him for what was said, even if he didn’t know what he was
saying. He hadn’t really wanted to come but as it was Joe’s bachelor party he
was obligated. He didn’t turn up for the wedding and he didn’t know if any had
missed him. He had never felt really a part of the group. Yes, they were his friends
but even though he considered them close he still felt an outsider.
He had met him at a research department. He had been
nice, perhaps a bit too friendly for Ken’s liking but Wormon had instantly
attached to him. First were lunch breaks, then it turned into dates. They spent
so much time together, and it wasn’t normal for Wormon to attach to anyone else
either. It was alright; at least Wormon enjoyed spending time with Terriermon
and Lopmon. It made him feel better about the dates.
But somewhere in him Ken knew it couldn’t last. It was
only a matter of time before it happened as it had done before. Each time they
talked Ken couldn’t help but feel the attachment growing stronger. In the past
years he had grown up and Wallace, that was his name, wasn’t about to let him
go. It had taken no more than two years to go from acquaintances to dating.
It had happened after one date. Leaning forward Wallace
rested a hand on his legs, his fingers buried into the blue strands, pulling
Ken into a deep kiss. Ever since he had met him he had thought the boy was
beautiful, with pale skin and a fragile form. It was later on that he had
learned the type of life Ken had survived.
Kissing him harder his fingers clenched into the dark
hair, pulling Ken until the once Kaiser straddled his lap. His dainty fingers
buried in Wallace’s blond hair. Ken leaned forward, kissing him back hungrily,
Wallace’s hand caressing his thigh, his tongue tangling with Ken’s.
Dropping one hand from his leg it moved to his ass,
grasping it as he stood, Ken wrapping his legs around Wallace’s waist as he was
carried into the room, pinned under Wallace’s body, one hand sneaking up to
trace over his chest, kissing the other man deeply. Wallace couldn’t get enough
of his taste, hips rocking against Ken’s.
“Wallace…” He murmured against the blond’s lips, feeling
his knee brush against his crotch, his normally loose slacks growing tighter at
every touch. Ken had been thinking more and more each day about the day this
would come. Lately he had decided he would not resist it and as it had finally
come he certainly wasn’t.
Wallace’s hands pushed the shirt up, leaning down to kiss
at his waist. Fingers traced over his hips, tongue darting out to lick at his
navel. Reaching up his fingers undid his belt, slowly opening up his pants. Ken
had never been a very assertive one, not since the dark spore had become
dormant. Instead he allowed Wallace to do whatever he wished, hand pulling the
pants down further, sucking softly on his lover’s body.
“Wallace…” he panted, arching his body. “Just fuck me
instead, please…” This was about as close as he would get to begging, gasping
in pleasure, tossing his head to the side. Strands of dark hair hung around
him, plastered to his cheeks.
“Not yet baby,” he murmured against Ken’s skin before
glancing up to see his lover’s flushed cheeks and mussed hair. “You are so
beautiful,” leaning forward his lips hovered over Ken’s throat, barely touching
it. His lips whispered against the soft skin before sucking at his throat. He
was so fragile, like a piece of glass but at the same time he was so strong.
His lover was so strong; never breaking even after all he had been through. He
had survived and flourished, no matter how the powers of darkness tried to
crush him.
Out of all his friends, he knew it was them that
understood each other the most. Three years they had been seeing each other now
and in the end Wallace knew he only had one thing to do. “Marry me Ichijouji Ken;
spend the rest of your life with me.” Leaning forward Wallace claimed his lips
again.
There was no way Wallace was letting him go. His mistakes
had lost him Lopmon and nearly Terriermon before and he would not make that
mistake again. Staring into the blue eyes, hair disarrayed and lips slightly
parted Wallace could admit it was the hottest sight he had ever seen.
As the calm eyes focused on him Wallace felt his heart
speed up. He needed to hear Ken’s voice, needed to know his answer. Lips closed
before parting slightly again, the tip of his tongue tracing over his bottom
lip. It took everything inside of Wallace to not fuck him right now. Instead he
tried to focus on the pale skin as his chest rose and fell.
Damn… so not helping.
“Yes,” Wallace could’ve sworn he was hearing things; the
word came so soft before it was repeated again. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
That was all Wallace needed as he was kissing him again,
molesting his mouth as Ken reached up to pull Wallace’s shirt off. Pulling at
the back his long fingers traced along his spine. As the shirt came off
Wallace, Ken could feel his body nearly burn at the contact. For once in his
life he had someone who would not leave him other than Wormon and there would
be no forces of darkness that he would allow take Wallace away from him.
Wallace moved quickly, riding himself of his own pants
followed by Ken’s. With a moan he leaned forward and kissed his lover, fingers
tangling in his hair. With that Wallace knew it was time for what he prepared
for. Grasping the tube of lube from the bedside table he smeared his fingers
with it, one prodding Ken’s tight entrance.
He remembered them talking about it before, Wallace
staring in shock at his answer. He would have thought someone as well known as
Ichijouji Ken would have girls clambering over each other for him. However
Wallace knew he was the only one with any experience even as Ken willingly
parted his legs.
Wallace could barely restrain himself, Ken’s hips arching
slightly as he thrust one finger into his ass. He was so hot inside, and
Wallace wanted to feel that tight heat around him. Reaching down he stroked his
aching cock, trying to calm his libido enough to do this right. He didn’t
remember when exactly it was he had fallen in love with the seemingly fragile
man but it had happened. Though it wasn’t right to call Ken fragile either. He
had endured so much that despite appearance he was strong, stronger than most
were willing to admit. He had come back from beyond the brink and survived.
Slowly the second finger slid in, Wallace’s hand moving
to stroke his hair gently as the muscles tensed around him. Leaning forward he
kissed his lips softly, kisses moving against his throat.
“It’s alright baby, just relax,” he murmured softly,
fingers tangling in the soft strands. Kissing him softly Wallace started
stretching Ken’s entrance, slowly inserting the third as the muscles relaxed slightly
before clenching again as Wallace removed his fingers.
Blue eyes opened, gazing towards Wallace in need.
“Wallace…” Ken moaned, arching slightly up towards him. He moaned lightly at
the loss, reaching up to pull Wallace into a deep kiss. That was all the
American needed, covering his dick with the lube slowly he pushed into Ken’s
body.
Quiet panting echoed beneath Wallace’s body, the blond’s
hands grasping the hips of the bluenette beneath him before thrusting once into
his body. His body was so tight it drove Wallace nearly over the edge just
being inside him.
“Wallace… just do it. Now,” the gasp echoed out as Ken
arched his body, moving to try to force his lover deeper inside his body. It
was that order, that tiny bit of taking control from his normally pliant lover
that caused Wallace to snap. He had known that deep under that soft display
there was still a need to take control and he had found it.
Wallace thrust hard into Ken’s body, nearly pulling out
before slamming in again, moving deeper with each action. Long fingers clenched
in Wallace’s hair as Ken moaned and trusted, his voice growing louder with each
movement. Wallace had never thought that such a quiet and reserved man could be
a screamer in bed.
Muscles clenched tightly around Wallace’s member as his
hands clutched to Ken’s hips, leaving bruises upon him as he kissed him
hungrily. Tongues tangling he gave a final thrust, Ken screaming out his name
into his mouth as Wallace released.
Gasping he pulled out, lowering himself onto Ken’s erect
length, his tongue swirling around the tip.
“Wallace…” his voice came again, panting as he shut his
eyes for a moment before Wallace took the entire organ deep into his mouth.
“Wallace!” An assortment of Japanese spilled out from
between Ken’s lips, including some words that Wallace was certain the porcelain
beauty beneath him had learned from one Motomiya Daisuke, because they
certainly weren’t things that Wallace thought gentle Ken would know. Or at
least not use. No, his lover had more style than that.
Reaching up Wallace’s fingers threaded with Ken’s as the
cock thrust deeper into his waiting and eager mouth. Spinning his tongue around
the head he sucked harder as Ken released into his mouth without warning, his
muscles tensing before he cried out from the rush of pleasure.
Slowly pulling back with Ken’s release on his face
Wallace licked his lips, giving the genius beneath him a sloppy kiss. Ken could
taste himself in Wallace’s kiss, threading his fingers through the blond’s
hair. With a quiet snoring Ken knew Wallace had fallen asleep. Gazing towards
the door he noticed it had not opened fortunately. It was a good thing that Wormon,
Terriermon, and Lopmon had not come rushing in to save him. It had been known
to happen in the past, and he heard from Hikari, Takeru, and Daisuke who were
victim to gripes from Taichi and Yamato.
It sounded to Ken like it happened on a regular basis to
them.
Fingers tangled through the blond hair as Ken wrapped his
arms around Wallace, pulling the American up to nestle against him. That was
when the door cracked open, Terriermon peeking his head through.
“Is it safe?” He asked then saw Ken’s confused look. The first
of the digimon gave a sly look. “Wallace is even louder when he does it by
himself.”
A look of absolute shock crossed Ken’s face as Terriermon
giggled, all three rookies running in to join them in bed. Moving Wallace of
him slightly and nestling against his chest Lopmon and Terriermon curled up on
top of Wallace, pressed against Ken as Wormon curled up against them, looking
at Ken with large eyes.
“Are you alright now Ken? You look happy.”
“I am Wormon, I am happy.” With that he rested against
Wallace, his head tucked under his chin and nestled against his chest with all
three digimon curled up against them. Smiling to himself Ken realized this was
the first in a long time he had been truly happy. Not since those days when he
lived with Daisuke and Takeru in high school.
Finally, he was home.
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