The chap has some perverted limes in it. Nothing too out there or detailed, just limes.
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Over the next few hours of travel, Dolurumon kept a quiet, and easy pace at his newest stray's side as Cutemon filled the tense silence between them with his constant questions. Earning a slight smile from the giant wolf like digimon as he listened and filed bits and pieces of information that his human gave the bunny digimon in response.
Ah, the curiosity of children. While overwhelming to some was a method the wolf digimon had often used since Cutemon had joined him to weed out friends from foes.
Though he would admit that using the little one's curiosity to slake his own was somewhat underhanded of him. But it kept him from prying into other's lives since a child was more easily forgiven than an adult.
So he simply listened to Cutemon ask anything and everything he could think of no matter how odd or ridiculous and eagerly listened to Saya's soft spoken- if somewhat nervous replies.
"What's you're favorite color?"
"Um... Black."
"Really? Why? It's such a dark and scary color." The bunny digimon said as he blinked his dark blue eyes at her. She glanced down at him and shrugged her slender shoulder's as if to say, So what? I like dark. Before finally saying,
"I think it's more of a personality thing."
Cocking his head, Cutemon asked, "How's that?"
"Well, from what I've read of studies- specific people with certain personalities are simply drawn to specific colors. Often times said colors are meant to match our mood. Which means that the color we're drawn too changes from hour to hour. From day to day. Do you get it?"
"Oh," Cutemon said as he nodded his head, his floppy ears bobbing as he did so. "So it like if your upset or sad, the color is meant to fit your mood?"
"Yup." Saya said as she reached out and lightly scratched the bunny digimon behind one of his ears, making him giggle.
"What's you're favorite food?"
"Don't really have one."
"Not at all?"
"Not particularly. I'm not a terribly picky eater."
"That's good to know." Cutemon said as he reached down and place a small paw on Dolurumon's back and tapped out a code that the wolf digimon had taught him when they first began traveling together, with his little claws.
Turning his head to glance over his shoulder at the bunny digimon, the wolf let out an soft almost absent minded purring sound to indicate that the little one was doing well in his interrogation of his 'mate'. He'd turn the kid into a spy yet. He thought bemused as Cutemon continued to tap out a few extra things in his message.
The first thing pointed out to him, was that Saya was beginning to slow her steps.
Casting a slight glance at his human, he noted that she was looking a bit on the tired side. And then tipped his head back to look up at the sky and take note of the position of the sun. They had been traveling for a good long while since it had been before noon when he had first come across his human mate. And while he and Cutemon could keep going well into the night before settling in to sleep for a bit, he doubted that Saya could.
Especially in her condition.
The second thing that Cutemon pointed out to him was that she needed to eat something. Especially since she had given him something called a 'protein bar' when they had been back in the village. Of course this had been before he had realized that she was pregnant otherwise he wouldn't have taken her food from her.
Another thing that Cutemon had pointed out was that the temperature in the air around them was starting to shift and smell like a storm.
Meaning they would have to take shelter somewhere if he didn't want his mate to become injured or ill. And if they managed to find a place to take shelter soon enough- it would give him enough time to go hunting for food. But knowing how uncomfortable Saya was with him, he wasn't all that sure he should leave her alone for long.
So when he did go hunting he'd have to both stay within half a mile or so of where they were taking shelter and he would also have to leave Cutemon with her to keep an eye on her just in case she did something dumb.
He hoped that she would consider what may happen if she ran and he had to chase her down. But being that she was human and he wasn't, he wouldn't completely put it past her to try and escape him regardless. Which would lead to her being injured or possibly worse.
Which is why he needed Cutemon close by for. The little one had a great ability to heal all manner of wounds and preserve life. And as much as he hated to admit it, there was a high probability that Cutemon's healing ability would be needed for the next few months.
He felt Cutemon tap out a question with his claws and felt himself blink, his mind pulled from his own thoughts so that he could focus as Cutemon tapped out the question again when he first gave no sign of replying like before.
You're going to digivolve soon. Will you mate her for real? Again. Dolrurumon blinked his golden amber eyes, but other wise didn't appear to outwardly react to Cutemon's question.
To be completely honest, he had thought to. But had felt that Saya as a human wouldn't exactly appreciate being mounted by his current form. Which was why Cutemon was asking about his digivolved form since it had a more human like appearance.
Along with smaller claws and fangs which would allow him to better do- His mind cut him off right there as a quick succession of thoughts tumbled through his mind's eye. Teasing him unmercifully.
Saya standing naked with her long legs spread while he knelt on the ground at her feet, her hands buried in his thick mane while his mouth and tongue pleasured her tight feminine sheath. Soft breathy moans and cries escaping her throat before he quickly drew away from her so that he could grasp one of her wrists and pull her down to the ground and roll her underneath him.
Right where he wanted her.
Pressing his lower body against her wet heat as he pinned her hands to the ground, he would slowly lick, nip and kiss every inch of exposed skin that he could reach as he began to ground his thick twelve inches of aching length against her core. Slowly, and carefully at first so as to give her some idea of what to expect before picking up in both rhythm and speed until she was writhing under him.
Forcing her to beg him to let her cum before he would push himself inside of her warmth and begin mating her.
He would be both as gentle and wild as his nature and instincts would allow him to be with her regardless of her present state. And in the end he would find himself lost in a white haze of lust and ecstasy so great that he would find himself gritting his teeth and fucking her almost savagely in an attempt to breed her with his cock before he would knot her and wind up spilling every bit of seed he had in him into her womb while he nuzzled and kissed her as she dozed off to sleep in his arms.
"Hey, wolfy- you okay?" Saya asked as she caught the wolf digimon staring at her strangely while digging his claws into the ground. Worried that he might be thinking of a tasty human treat, she slowly began to inch away from the wolf digimon and was almost to the tree line when she heard him give out an audible, angry sounding growl before retracting his claws from the ground and moving to turn his body around to face her.
Causing her to freeze as he pegged her with a hard stare before saying, "Either come back to my side or I'll have to come after you. Which mean's that I'll have to punish you later once camp is set up."
Saya gaped at him, scandalized. Did he actually just say that he'd 'fetch her' and 'punish her'? As if she were a pet or a small and unruly child? Really?
Her heart suddenly hammering in her chest, she shook her head no. She was not going back over there with him acting so oddly. He was intimidating enough without the strange behavior to make him come across like a serial killer or something. And for him to go the extra mile by saying he'd punish her was- well, just plain insulting.
Sighing, Dolurumon glanced over his shoulder at Cutemon who got the message loud and clear. 'Mom and Dad' needed some alone time. Jumping down from the wolf digimon's back, the bunny digimon made his way over to a thicket of bushes where he then disappeared after his friend finally called out a quick, "Don't go too far." Before refocusing all of his attention on his mate.
"Come here." He said in an almost menacing rumble, already feeling somewhat twitchy due to the fantasy he'd just had. He could feel his cock slipping free of it's sheath, pre cum already leaking from the tip. Coating his length as he tried to decide how best to bend his mate to his will without physically harming her.
Because straight up ripping her clothing from her and mounting her would just be wrong on so many levels. Especially since they didn't exactly know each other very well.
When she still didn't make a move to come to him after he told her too the third time, he made a low growling sound and moved to stand in front of her and used his tail to wrap around her ankles so that he could tug them out from under her as he circled around her and put out one of his paws to keep her from hitting the ground hard enough to knock her unconscious.
Once he had her down on her back, he used his paws to push down slightly on her shoulders and pin her while he leaned over her torso and take the hem of her shirt in between his teeth and carefully, so as not to rip the fabric, tugged it up over the soft mounds of her breasts before letting go of it and looking down at her as he caught the scent of her fear clinging to her like a cloak.
The poor thing didn't even appear to have enough courage to even scream or yell at him for what he was doing. She merely lay there, stiff as a board as he eased up on her shoulders a bit so that he could nuzzle her throat and mutter that he had no intention of taking things much farther- so she needn't be afraid.
Not that she seemed to hear him any. She had apparently zoned out on him, at least until he bared his fangs and quickly bit through the fabric of her bra so that her breasts were bared to his hungry gaze.
Well, well. Dolurumon thought as he looked over his female's furless breasts. It would seem as if his mate had more going for her than just a pretty face. Her torso was nice too with it's milky white flawless skin and the heavy soft pink tipped mounds that just begged to be tasted.
Too bad he wasn't exactly the type to take advantage of a gal. He mused as his mind whispered, That's enough punishment, pervert. Just because you haven't lucked out with any females in the past few years doesn't mean that you can do this to her- she isn't ready yet.
Sighing, he moved away from her and lay down a few feet away, making sure that his stomach was pressed hard against the ground in an effort to hide his frustration as he watched her slowly come around and shakily fumble with her shirt. Jerking it down and back into place as she carefully kept her back to him and shifted her arms so that she could shed her ruined bra before settling down with her knees against her chest, sobbing.
