Series: Division of Destiny||Story: Taken and Kept
Characters: Sora, Mimi, Miyako||Ship: Sora/Mimi/Miyako
Chapters: 5-7||Words: 500||Total: 2,500
Genre: Supernatural, Romance||Rated: PG-13
Notes: This is set in the world of Reign of the Undead King. What you need to know is that the Chosen were defeated by Vamdemon in season one, Vamdemon now rules Earth, and has turned Taichi, Sora, Mimi, and Jou into vampires. Yamato, Koushirou, and Takeru live in the Digital World and serve Piemon and the Dark Masters. The 02 Chosen, plus a few extras, and Hikari are a resistance (Hikari only recently joined, for reasons that may be found in Reign itself). Mimi and Sora want Miyako. This may not happen in the official sequel I plan on writing but it's something I've wanted to do anyway. So, I'm doing it.
Warnings: Non-consensual touching, holding, kissing. Abduction.
Summary: Miyako knows that Sora and Mimi want her. She doesn't want them. Do they care? Not in the slightest.


Mimi loved Sora as much as she could. She knew full well that Sora returned it and since they'd admitted it to one another, they'd spent many hours not just hunting together, but sharing everything possible with one another.

Now they had Miyako to share, and that was a whole new kind of thing. Miyako wasn't just beautiful, but had a piercing intelligence that Mimi wanted to see flower and bloom to the greatest of her capabilities.

Even better, Miyako was warm. Vampires weren't warm. They couldn't help it. But Miyako was, and while Mimi looked forward to having her as a thrall and later a companion, that would mean losing that warmth.

So she would enjoy it while it was there, and remember it forever once it was gone, as she remembered her own warmth, and how it had once been to snuggle against Palmon.

She cut that line of thought off without hesitation. They weren't forbidden to remember their past as the Chosen Children, but it wasn't something that brought her any pleasure, and Mimi preferred to think of what didn't hurt.

Such as enfolding this tall, magnificent, warm person in in between her and Sora.

Miyako wasn't happy about being here. Mimi didn't blame her for it; she wouldn't have been happy either if she'd been captured by people she considered her enemies. They probably would've gone out of their way to stake her anyway, and she wasn't going to hurt Miyako.

Being bitten didn't hurt. Recalling the moment when Vamdemon-sama's fangs pierced her neck brought a deeper wave of pleasure than she'd ever thought it could in those cloudy days before. She and Sora would introduce Miyako to that same bliss when the time came.

For now, the water lapped around the three of them, and Miyako dutifully scrubbed herself, sinking underneath to wet her hair so she could wash that.

"Let me," Mimi said once she came back up, and didn't wait for permission before digging hands and shampoo into Miyako's deep violet hair.

"I'll brush it once it's dry," Sora offered, and Mimi nodded her agreement. They were going to take such good care of Miyako, better than she'd ever been taken care of before, and one day she would beg them to change her.

They'd change her even if she didn't, but that wasn't the point. The point was that Miyako belonged to them and this was just the beginning of a lifetime together. Vampires didn't die, unless someone were disrespectful enough to kill them, and Mimi couldn't imagine who would be that stupid anymore.

Well, their little 'resistance' had at least tried, but that wasn't an issue anymore. The ones who'd escaped wouldn't stay that way for long. Peace would come soon enough.

"I love your hair," Mimi murmured, dropping a little kiss on the soapy locks. "We're going to grow it even longer for you. I think you'd look good like that."

And wasn't what they thought what mattered most now?

To Be Continued

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