Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon (nothing fancy today)

I spit into the sink, then wiped off my mouth before turning around and heading to my newly refurbished bedroom, half of Sora's stuff and half of mine.

I leapt into my bed and snuggled down into Sora's bed set. I happened to have a softer queen sized bed, while she actually had a set for it. I had blankets and pillows of course, just nothing matching. I didn't care what it looked like, I cared what it felt like. Sora just happened to be a woman and know of these things.

"Hey," Sora said seductively, kissing me on the mouth sweetly.

"Hey to you too," I replied, my voice gruff and breathy. Everyone had only left about an hour ago and I had been wanting to jump Sora's bones ever since. There were a few more important things to discuss first though. "I think tonight went almost perfect, all things considered. It seemed to be a little rough in the beginning with Takeru, but he even came around pretty quickly. I think Kari said something to him, but I have no idea what. Do you?"

I thought I saw Sora blush for a split second, but thought better of it. It was probably just a trick of the light with how dim it was in the room. "No idea Tai, maybe she knows something we don't?"

I scowled. I hated it when my baby sister got one over on me. "It's possible. She always was a sneaky one."

Sora laughed at me. Her hair was swept across her face as her head was thrown back, letting out a roar. It was a beautiful noise and I grabbed her, holding her close. She was surprised and stopped laughing to look up at me.

"Is everything ok?" she asked.

"Yup, I just wanted to tell you that you're beautiful." I bent down and brushed my lips against hers, slowly increasing the pressure until she opened her lips, wanting my tongue to massage hers. I obliged quickly, running it against her teeth lightly before letting our tongues tangle.

"Uhn, Sora!" I gasped as she relinquished her almost magnetic hold on my mouth to bite and nip at my exposed chest and neck, leaving light crescent shaped marks everywhere. She slowly moved her mouth downwards, releasing my member with her hands. She latched on, bobbing up and down with a practiced ease until my seed slid down her throat. She swallowed, then sat up, devilish look on her face.

I returned the look with one of my own, "It's my turn now."

A/n: This is your (incredibly short) Christmas present! But if you notice, chapter 11 is up too, so on with ye! (Review replies next chapter too).