Sorry about the long wait. Lots of RTA events, among other things. Lace Kyoto left a comment bringing up that Renamon explicitly says that digimon do not have reproductive organs. Well my theory is that seeing as Digimon are beings of the internet, they would possibly be updated with them. What's the internet filled with? Porn and 4chan. You put the pieces together. I don't know, just a theory. Your reviews are incredibly motivating, I promise I'll update again soon! Btw I love that Tamers stories are still coming out regularly.
Light flooded into the otherwise dark room as a door was kicked open. Framed in the doorway were a young man and the nose of a dinosaur. The teen had bags at his feet, and his shoulders were slumped in exhaustion. Slowly pushing the duffels into the black room, Takato groaned.
"Guilmon, can you hit the lights?" The ever-energetic digimon snaked his way into the room and flipped on the lights, revealing Takato's dorm room.
In true Takato style the simple college abode was a pit: clothes, scraps of paper, books and Digimon cards were scattered all over the room. There were two beds, one with the covers bunched up in a sort of nest for Guilmon, and the other with the sheets simply thrown off. Boxes of merchandise were also shoved under the beds, products of the contracts the tamers had signed with several companies to use their likeliness's and names.
Guilmon opened up the curtains and slid open the window, nose twitching as he analyzed the smells that drifted in. In the meantime Takato pulled his shirt off, leaving on only a pair of sweats. The young man shuffled around the room, slowly getting ready for bed. It had been a long day for Takato and all of the tamers. The minute they stepped off the plane they were swamped by the press, cameras and microphones shoved in their face. The trio and their Digimon had been unwillingly shoved back in the spotlight. The teens tried to wade through the sea of people in an attempt to get to their waiting parents. After cryptically answering a few questions while waiting for their bags at baggage claim, each of the young tamers and their digimon fled the scene with their parents.
After spending the rest of the afternoon with his mother and father, Takato had taken the underground back to his school. Now it was around one in the morning, and the young man was exhausted. Takato changed into his goalie sweats and flipped his TV on, scanning through the channels as he climbed into bed. Suddenly Takato's phone vibrated and chimed and the young man grabbed at it. The screen read Rika, so Takato pressed the phone to his ear.
"Hey Rika, what's up?" Takato answered.
"Movie?"
"Sure." Takato said with a chuckle, "What do you have in mind?"
"Something with lots of fighting. The usual. Now get your ass down here."
"Mmmm I don't think so…" Takato growled lightly, "I think you just might have to come up here."
"Since when we're you ever demanding?" Rika snarled back.
"Well… I…" Takato stuttered a bit, "Well… Oh just get your butt up here, you know you want to."
"Fine fine…"
Takato heard a click, and sighed as he placed his phone back on the nightstand. A few minutes later the young man's door flew open as Rika and Renamon shuffled in. Both women looked exhausted, Renamon wasting no time by crawling directly up onto Guilmon's bed. The red saurian digimon did not mind in the slightest, in fact the way his ears perked up showed he was quite content.
"Hey you." Yawned Takato.
"Hey dork." Rika responded, putting the movie in Takato's Xbox, grabbing the controller, and jumping up onto the young man's bed.
"So what are we watching?" Sighed Takato, scooting over to allow Rika to lay down next to him.
"Who knows, Renamon chose. Should be good though, she watches TV all day like a lazy ass."
"That's interesting; I seem to remember you sitting around and watching TV while I go and work out." Snipped Renamon in return. The yellow fox digimon had been taken to the local gym by Rika's mother several years ago, and after some chiding and convincing the owner of the gym allowed Renamon in. Ever since then she had become a sort of work out addict, as expected.
"Oh like I care about being in shape." Groaned Rika as she hauled herself up onto Takato's bed.
"So since you don't care does this mean that I can stop working out now?" Takato grinned as he scooted over, allowing Rika to lie down next to him.
Rika lifted up the covers to look over Takato's naked chest. Gently she ran a hand down his chest to his stomach, and laid there silently for a moment. "I'm thinking no. You're still going to have to work out. Sorry babe."
"Oh I see how this works." Snickered Takato as Rika crawled under the covers with him, "Hey Guilmon, do you think you could possibly turn off the lights?"
The crimson digimon groaned in exasperation, turning on his back and looking over at his tamer with one yellow eye. "Oh come on boy, I'm already in bed and everything!" Takato protested.
Guilmon responded by producing a whine, "But I am too! See?"
"But I'm under the sheets!"
"I don't use sheets!"
Renamon groaned out of exasperation, and slowly she slid off the bed. She hit the lights as Rika pressed play on the controller, and everyone snuggled deeper into their collective beds.
"I feel like this is the first time we've been able to relax since the start of our vacation." Takato whispered to Rika about halfway into the movie.
Rika murmured in agreement, "Yeah no kidding… I feel like this is the first time we've just stopped and done nothing."
The couple laid together in silence, enjoying each other's company and warmth. Takato couldn't help but grin as he nuzzled the back of Rika's neck, drawing the girl in closer. A feeling of peace washed over the young man, something that he hadn't felt in a while. All was quiet and still. No one wandered to paths and streets of the campus, no wind rustled the trees. For once nothing was exploding, emerging, or breaking. Guilmon wasn't even eating.
"Well knowing us, we can't just do nothing." Murmured Takato, nipping gently at Rika's ear.
"Agreed. And seeing as you're our fearless leader, I believe it's up to you to show me the way." Takato felt Rika run a hand up his leg, and the young man let his fingers play over Rika's hardened stomach through her silk shirt.
The teen let his hands gently explore Rika's body, the young girl almost purring as Takato massaged her stomach and thighs. Something about Rika just fascinated Takato, the way her body felt, the way she smelled, even the way that she breathed.
Takato felt his heart beat faster and faster against his will, endorphins and adrenaline starting to rush through his body. "No one… no one has ever made me feel like you do," Whispered Takato, kissing Rika gently on the cheek, "I know that sounds cheesy but… well it's true. I can't describe it any other way."
Rika tilted her head back and looked at Takato with one violet eye, "Really?"
Takato nodded, and without any further warning Rika rolled over and kissed him. Her lips wrapped around his, and the young man felt warmth spread from the gentle caress downward. Takato couldn't help but sigh out of pleasure, the vibration spreading to young tamer his lips were locked with.
The young man felt Rika lift one leg, opening her body up to Takato, allowing him to get even closer. Takato welcomed the opportunity. This was the one opportunity the young man got to dominate Rika, and he was going to take full advantage of it. For once she was his.
Rika's slender body was now totally wrapped around Takato's, the young girls kisses growing more and more passionate. Passion started to cloud Takato's brain as well, the young man embracing the feeling euphoria. He had really had never felt this way before, and the teen was going to enjoy every second of it.
Yet part of him wanted… Even more. And he was going to get it. Takato ran a hand under Rika's silk shirt, the young girl jumping the gun and hastily tearing it off. Takato could feel the heat pouring off of Rika's body, and he was a bit taken aback by how eager Rika was.
Before Takato could react to Rika tearing her shirt off, she broke the kiss. "Well?" She gasped.
"Huh?" Instead of responding to his apparent confusion, Rika hooked a finger in the waistband of Takato's sweats and pulled them down.
The young man hastily kicked them off, and he felt Rika's hand brush gently over his throbbing erection, now set partially free. She gasped, and Takato saw a hint of color came to her face. Yet this did not seem to stop her passion, and Rika pounced on Takato yet again.
The young man could feel the soft fabric of Rika's bra, the warmth of her skin… it was dangerously intoxicating. And mixed with the taste and feeling of the digimon queens lips… Not good.
Yet Takato wanted more.
The young man unclipped Rika's bra, the young girl taking it and throwing it across the room. Her hardened nipples brushed against Takato's chest, and he felt another surge of pressure head down towards his groin. Rika let out a victorious growl as Takato's erection brushed up against her leg, the young girl now blinded by desire.
It had happened so quickly, and Takato couldn't help but feel a bit malicious. Rika wanted him right now more than anything else in the world. It was truly an evil and fantastic feeling that he never thought he would have.
Takato rolled on top of Rika, pulling her warm body up against his. With one hand he caressed the side of Rika's face, and with the other he wandered gently down her body towards her exposed breasts. Tentatively he cupped one of Rika's breasts, caressing it in his hand. Gently the young man pinched at the nipple, causing Rika to involuntarily thrust her body upward into Takato's.
Hesitantly Takato responded by starting to rub his hardened cock, still trapped in his boxers, along Rika's crotch, the young girl moaning at the sudden contact. The young man could feel Rika's soaked cunt underneath her thin volleyball shorts. Slowly Takato let a hand slide down from Rika's breast, past her tight stomach and sides, to the waistband of her shorts.
"Good boy." Murmered Rika through the pairs harsh kissing, signaling her approval of Takato's actions.
Needing no more encouragement, Takato clumsily grabbed at Rika's shorts and started to pull them down, past her soft thighs, down her firm legs. Takato's heart fluttered and pounded as his hand brushed over a thin strip of lace, and then over smooth, soft skin. The young man caressed Rika's butt, moving both hands down to her ass.
He instinctively pulled her crotch up towards his, allowing him to rub his throbbing cock over Rika's soaked cunt, her pussy barely covered by the lace. "Oh damn…. Fuck Takato…" Rika gasped and dug her fingernails into Takato's back, the pain only increasing the pleasure.
Takato wanted to give Rika more, and so slowly the young man slid one hand from Rika's butt up to the front of her thing. The young man could feel the heat radiating off of Rika's cunt, and Takato felt like Rika was practically begging for him to go farther.
So he did. Takato slid his hand down farther, and slipped the soft lace of Rika's thing off to one side. The soft flesh of Rika's pussy was now exposed, soaked and ready. Takato had not had much experience in this area, but that did not stop the young man from going on. Tentatively he slid one finger along the line of Rika's slit, and the girl let out a whining moan. Takato's finger slid over a bump and the hole, and gently he slid part of his finger inside. This drove Rika completely insane.
Pulling his finger out, Takato started to play with the clit he had just found, causing Rika to squirm. The one and only Rika Nonaka, the Digimon Queen, was completely subject to Takato's will. The punky, angry teen was now squirming, thrashing and moaning as Takato flicked and pushed her clit around. This was simply amazing.
Takato was totally wrapped up in passion and desire. This was easily one of the greatest moments of his life. So slowly, Takato started to tease the hole of Rika's cunt with another finger. The girl suddenly thrust forward, impaling herself on Takato's finger. Wet pussy was all around the young man's finger, the tight hole clenching.
Takato started to thrust in and out of Rika's wet, pulsing cunt, flicking her clit harder and harder. Rika shuddered again and again, both of the teens coated in sweat. Takato pumped Rika with his finger, the young girl slipping into a trance of ecstasy under him.
The young man's hand soon became coated in juice, and an idea came to Takato's head. It was an idea induced by pleasure and incredibly feelings. Takato took one hand and freed his throbbing cock. He then took his finger out of Rika's pulsing cunt, the young girl letting out a quiet, questioning moan. Takato answered her moan by guiding the head of his dick up against Rika's hole, starting to rub it around.
The teasing drove Rika to new heights. The finger teasing her clit worked even harder, and Takato felt just the head of his dick slide slowly inside of Rika. He felt her cum as he entered her, the feeling of wet pussy overwhelming the young man.
Yet Takato felt Rika's hand on his chest, and he looked at the young girl beneath him. "Not yet." She whispered, shaking her head.
Nodding in understanding, Takato ceasing his ministrations. He was mildly disappointed, but understood. Rika slowly kissed Takato, a passionate embrace of lips. Breaking the kiss, she nuzzled at the young man's neck, clearly at peace. "I know you want to Takato, and I do too but… just not yet."
"I understand babe…" Takato kissed Rika, enjoying the taste of her lips, "I really do."
"I think I came… Like eight times. Eight whole times. And they were huge." Rika giggled in spite of herself, nuzzling and rubbing Takato.
Takato felt a feeling of happiness and victory rush through him. He had made Rika cum, and damn was that feeling invigorating.
"You are by far the sexiest, greatest man alive. You may be a dork, but I'm so glad you're all mine!" Takato could not help but grin at this.
For the first time since the attack, he was at peace. As odd as that was.