I
dun own digimon kay? Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry
Sorry Sorry!!!!!! I didn't mean 2 take this long! It's the Osama thing going
on, I had 2 go 2 a friend of mine's funeral, I used 2 live with my Uncle Nick
and Aunt Maryanne in N.Y. when my parents where duking it out over their
divorce. My friend who died was Tesia, I used 2 go 2 yoga with her a few blocks
from the Twins. I'm not being disrespectful or anything but I just don't like 2
get all teary when I'm writing so enjoy the fic ^^
† The Perfect Seduction †
† †
Mimi
stared into her reflection. Not very tall, about five foot four. Pale
complection with the faintest hint of a tan. Shoulder length strawberry hair
with cherry streaks, the stars had fallen out long ago. Deep cinnamon eyes
revealing her true hair color. Slim yet curvy figure. Not the figure of a
street whore, but that of a little girl blossoming into a woman. Why did she have
to blossom so early? It was like kami had poured fertilizer on her! She laughed
quietly at the thought. A laugh. Those never came easy anymore. True ones
anyway. And they certainly weren't priceless! Yes, all good things cost
something.
She
adjusted her pink silk robe nervously and tinkered with her hair until it was
in a loose and careless bun. Strands and locks of hair hung in her face and
curled down her neck. She had honestly never felt so insecure with herself in
her life! Her eyes softened in the mirror, she was always so confident with
Tai-STOP IT!! She wasn't' going to screw up this time! Mimi took in a deep
reassuring breath before stepping out her bedroom door feeling like a newborn
stepping into the light for the first time.
**********
With
one light on in one room
I know you're up when I get home
With one small step upon the stair
I know your look when I get there
If you were a king up there on your throne
would you be wise enough to let me go
for this queen you think you own
Wants to be a hunter again
wants to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again
so let me go
The second hand ticked rapidly around its
significant other. Matt sighed unknowingly and tossed the small round clock up
and down in one hand. He lay sprawled in his favorite chair near the fire. Mimi
had missed breakfast and showed no signs of coming down any time soon. He had
gotten worried but with the incident this morning he thought he would be doing
more harm than help if he babied her. He licked his lips downing a bit of white
wine. He knew drinking so early in the morning was going to give him one hell
of a headache but he just needed to run away from reality for a second. He had
been blocking everything but the perfect life out of his mind. But even *he*
knew one could only hide for so long until the seeker came to find you.
A light padding sound brought him out of his
reverie. The glass dropped to the carpeted floor and shattered yet for once he
didn't give a royal king's damn. His mouth dropped shortly at the sight. There
stood his innocent angel atop the dining table staring at him with a certain
'come hither' look. He swallowed deeply, noticing how her silk sleeved arms
hung at her sides and a faint blush stained her cheeks. Perhaps she wasn't *all*
the perfect seductress she was trying to be. He stood up and started slowly
towards her, as one would approach a frightened deer in headlights.
The
unread book and painful look
the TV's on, the sound is down
One long pause
then you begin
oh look what the cat's brought in
If you were a king up there on your throne
would you be wise enough to let me go
for this queen you think you own
Wants to be a hunter again
wants to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again
so let me go
let me leave
She took in a deep raspy breath looking down at him
as he gazed up at her. The look on his face was one saying 'who are you'. Mimi
simply kept her arms at her sides and her absolute position, a sign of complete
surrender and acceptance. One he took elatedly. She bit her lip as he softly
kissed the top of her knee, slowly kissing his way to her upper thigh. He
gently nipped at her hip before looking up at her once more. She gave him a
pleading look that disappeared as soon as he wrapped his arms around her taking
her down from the table.
He kissed her trying not to frighten her. Matt knew
how important this was to her. Was she trying to prove herself to him? Why? She
had absolutely nothing to prove. He felt her shudder as he carried her the
seemingly brief distance to his own room.
For the crown you've placed upon my head feels too heavy
now
and I don't know what to say to you but I'll smile anyhow
and all the time I'm thinking, thinking
Mimi looked into the endless
oceans of his eyes feeling ashamed and begging for forgiveness. Forgive her for
betraying him in so many ways. For being loved by Tai. For not giving him what
he needed. For not………..for not…….for not loving him. 'Pretend, just pretend.'
She chanted in her head. She adored him. And she did love him, just not enough.
It just wasn't enough. It never was. She fought back tears feeling her body
press into the silky mattress.
He smiled affectionately running
his hand through her hair. His legs straddling her torso. She was his, her
body, her mind, her soul, her heart, all his. For once in his life everything
was right, everything was perfect. As the song went, everything was wonderful
now. Matt's smile grew in happiness as she leaned up from her previous laying
position. She put her hand on his chest feeling the course cotton of it. His
smile dropped, placing his hand over her own he led it to the buttons. Shirts
suddenly felt overrated. He watched her lips purse together trying to still her
shaking hands going from button to button. His body felt warm and fluffy with
her tenderness. He adoringly caressed under her chin before being rewarded with
her eyes connecting with his, still removing button for button. Saphirey blue
met creamy caramel.
The last button fell from its
slitted counterpart. His eyes closed with heated pleasure as her satiny hand
ran down his bare chest. They opened as it stopped at his rippling torso. He
looked down at her gazing timidly up at him. Some how that look suited her and
at the same time was as mismatched as caster oil and sugar. He felt through the
tips of her digits wanting to take them in his mouth. But wanting something
else even more.
"Kiss me."
Her head
tilted up a bit as if looking for some sort of expression to make sure she had
heard right. Mimi bit her lip gently licking the bottom one. She sucked in a
brave breath of air before leaning up.
The feel
of cinnamon assaulted his senses. Soft moist lips met his own scared to go too
far and not knowing how. He parted his lips against her closed ones trying to
coax her to do the same. Feeling she didn't understand he ran his tongue along
the top of her lip gently nipping it. The instance he felt a slight sliced
opening he dove for it. He felt an intake of air from her in surprise at his
demand. She slowly relaxed letting her fingers run down his back and chest
while his own fisted in her hair. Kami every part of her felt like cream. He
gently pressed her down with his weight so as to not scare her. She complied
still making patterns in the crevices of his back.
His hand
made circles on her thigh gently parting it from the other. She listened to his
silent plea wrapping them around his waist. He groaned against her mouth
ignoring any beg more mercy his lungs wanted. Oh Kami he loved her, he loved
her so much. He nudged his hips against hers teasingly reveling in the content
sigh she released into his mouth. Adrenalin coursed through his body as he felt
small hands wander to the buttons of his pants. When did his timid kitten
become so bold? His breath drew to panting
as she slid them off along with his boxers. He buried his face in the crook of
her neck kissing it softly, feeling her hands press more of his weight onto
her.
He heard
her whine in protest as he continued to play with her, instead of taking her now
like she had wanted. No, not now, not this soon, he wanted to drag this out, to
make it last. Kami knows when it would happen again. The streets had taught him
to take advantage of any opportunity, and he wasn't about to break that law. He lifted her gently to press her against
the headboard, his arms around her back keeping the designed wood from doing
any harm to it.
Guilt
seared through her like a fire you couldn't put out. She couldn't think, she
couldn't do anything, she felt so confused. She remembered the pained look on
Taichi's face, now she was screwing another man when her bed was still warm.
What happened to her? She was never like this. She didn't ask for any of this.
She was Mimi Tachikawa. Only daughter of a Kenji and Kiki Tachikawa. And yet
here she was. Living no more a life than a street prostitute. She wanted her
old life again. To be happy again. She wanted this soul burning guilt to stop.
She wished she could take it all back. To die in the car with her parents. But
no. Life wasn't a fairytale with 'and they lived happily ever after's. It was
hard and cruel. Just like she had been to-
"Taichi!" She moaned into his neck.
Her eyes
snapped to attention realizing what he had done. His body was still and rigid,
no longer lithe and soft. She held her
breath horrified as she felt his hands take hers from around his neck. She
looked up into his face seeing the eerie calmness of it. His hands unwinding
hers from around him. He lifted himself off her and off the bed completely,
leaving her body cold and naked. She watched unable to do anything but stare
terrified as he put on his shirt and the rest of his clothes scattered about
the floor and wondering how the hell she could screw herself over twice in one
night.
It was
happening all too fast yet too slow at the same time. Like coming out of your
own body and watching yourself doing these things you know you would never do.
Her jaw kept working itself trying to say something but hearing nothing come
out. He didn't even pass her a glance as he buttoned the last button of his
dress shirt and slid out of the room closing the door coldly behind him.
The tick
of wood hitting wood snapped her out of her staring like a dummy trance. She
let out her held breath and frantically tied the sheet around her body
scrambling and falling off the bed half crawling have dashing to the door. She
grabbed the Victorian carved nob and jerked it to open.
*twist click click twist*
It was locked.
I want to be a hunter again
want to see the world alone again
to take a chance on life again
so let me go.
So what'd ya think? Huh huh? It's gonna get a little gory
and gruesome later on in the fic, its really heating up! More so, this fic only
has about 3-5 chaps more, and I'm already thinking of a sequal, so if u want a
seq or here and vote kies? I'll check the poll when I finish the 'p.s.' kies?
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