They say there is a fine line between tamer and Digimon but I was never one the follow the rules. I watched my digimon grow from a cute playful baby digimon to a strong powerful champion digimon who destroyed anything one who dare threatened us. Now here I stood pressed against a brick wall with my legs spread out just for him waiting for the beginning of a painful bliss knowing we were crossing the fine line between tamer and partner. I felt his hot breath on the nape of my neck as he positioned himself his taunt stomach pressed against my back his voice like velvet when he whispered sweet nothings into my ear then finally I felt him push himself inside of me in one shift motion forcing my walls to stretch just to fit his massive size. He wasted no time in taking what he wanted his thrusts were harsh treating me like I was nothing but a toy each powerful thrust pushed himself deeper inside of me until no more could go in that's when his claws dug into my skin leaving tell tale signs of his dominance over me. The harsh powerful thrusts caused my insides to become slick easing the pain and heightening the pleasure which seemed to never end but I was wrong for just as I reached my high he gave a final mighty thrust with a loud cry of success. My insides tightened around him just as he released sending a torrent of his essence shooting inside of me filling my insides to the brim. I panted slowly stroking my stomach which was quickly pushing outward to make room then up at my digimon no my lover who leaned down to kiss my lips a clawed hand slipping down to my stomach a grin on his face as if he knew what would happen because of this union but neither of us cared… My digimon… My sweet handsome Devimon…