Series: Bitter Bargains||Title: Give Me You
Characters: Ken, Daisuke||Romance: Ken x Daisuke/Daisuke x Ken
Chapters: 2-5||Words: 1,672||Total: 3,359
Genre: Drama||Rated: R
Notes: This is an AU similar to Lying Hearts in which the Chosen are now older and have fought the Kaiser for years without any clear victory; Ken's true personality is also closer to that of the Kaiser than anything else.
Summary: Daisuke wakes up to find the Digimon Kaiser seated by his bed. And the rest of the day doesn't get any better from there.
Daisuke knew he didn't think too well in the mornings, but he was pretty certain he was awake enough to comprehend what the Kaiser said. He understood all of the words used. But the context? Actually understanding what he meant? That one escaped him.
"What?" He brought his fingers up to his lips, half-dazed still from the intensity of that kiss.
In all truth, it wasn't even the first time the Kaiser kissed him. That had been when they were fourteen, over two years earlier. Ever since then, Kaiser made it a point to do so at least once a month. He'd never said why. Daisuke did his best to avoid them, though he'd never been able to. Kaiser could get very creative with the uses of his whip when he chose.
Now the other shook his head, hints of disappointment showing. "I thought you understood better than that, Daisuke." He leaned forward, catching Daisuke's attention as he did. "Focus. Think. I have your Digimon in a very precarious situation. Certainly they can fight. They might even win. Though it would be so much easier with your friends there, I'm sure."
Daisuke followed every word, nodding as he did. He wasn't going to disagree, since it was the truth.
"But wouldn't it be even easier if they didn't have to fight at all? If they never even knew there was a problem to fight?"
That got the mental ground crumbling beneath Daisuke once again. But he fastened onto it anyway. "All right." He thought he could see a little something of what the Kaiser wanted now. "What is it that you want from me?"
"Honestly, Daisuke." Kaiser sighed and shook his head before he pulled Daisuke into another kiss. "Do I have to spell it out for you?"
Daisuke hadn't ever returned one of those kisses. He didn't return it now. His crush on Hikari seemed a thing of the distant past, a fond memory that had evolved into their current close friendship. Kaiser remained the only person who he'd ever kissed.
He'd thought about trying it with someone else, but some kind of gut instinct told him he was better off not. The Kaiser did have a temper, after all.
He still couldn't quite put everything together, until Kaiser very boldly unzipped Daisuke's pants and slipped his fingers inside. At that moment, his eyes popped wide and he started to make a strange noise that had no meaning beyond sheer surprise to it.
At the touch of those cool fingers on his flesh, Daisuke threw himself backward with a startled yelp. Now he knew what Kaiser wanted.
Kaiser gripped his shoulder, pulling him back onto the stool, an annoyed quirk to his lips. "Daisuke. I really don't think you want to fight me right now." He shot a very telling glare at the tablet on the counter next to them. "Do you?"
Horrid, terrifying clarity fell over Daisuke's mind. If he put up too much of a fight, if he angered the Kaiser to the wrong point, then their friends, their partners…
His blood ran cold. It was just as the Kaiser said. They could fight. They might even win. But without their partners there, and they weren't supposed to get there until the afternoon, the Digimon couldn't evolve. And without evolution…
The fight didn't go out of him. The fight never went out of Daisuke. But his shoulders slumped a little.
"You are the worst." He wanted to say something more, but couldn't, for the same reasons he couldn't put up the fight he wanted to.
"I think you'll change your mind about that soon enough." Kaiser's smirk flashed over his lips. He gave Daisuke a very thoughtful look before he nudged the other to his feet. "Your living room. The couch, I think."
In stark contrast to his earlier confusion, Daisuke knew exactly what Kaiser had in mind this time. How could he not now? But even as he got up, he bit his lip and tried a tentative question.
"I thought...I mean… the bedroom? Wouldn't that be… better?" Not that he wanted the Kaiser to do this to him, but wasn't that more… traditional?
Kaiser chuckled, pulling Daisuke in for more kisses, brushing them over Daisuke's lips and down his throat. "We'll get to that in due time. This is only the beginning, Daisuke."
"Yeah, that's what I'm worried about," Daisuke muttered as he made his way to the living room. It wasn't that easy, mostly because Kaiser kept on touching him, trailing those long, slender fingers of his across Daisuke's neck and shoulders, his sides and stomach.
In front of the couch, Kaiser stopped and stared at Daisuke. While he wore the casual clothes of Ichijouji Ken, his hair not the wild mane it was in the Digital World, his eyes still held the cold fury of the Digital World's conqueror. "Do what I told you. Contact your friends and tell them that you won't be going with them to the Digital World today."
"What about tomorrow?" Daisuke heard himself asking. The longer he stared into the Kaiser's eyes, or the Kaiser stared into his, the less himself he felt and the more ready he felt to just do as the Kaiser wanted. It would make things so much easier anyway. Less arguing, less fighting…
Kaiser smiled, taking the chance to rain a few more kisses on Daisuke's lips and throat. "Not then, either. You've met someone and it's very important you get to know them better. Do let them continue without you, though. Nothing they do can bother me now anyway."
Daisuke really wanted to ask why. He could feel the word rising to his lips, but the pressing of his D-Terminal into his hands by the Kaiser cut him off.
"The sooner you do this, the sooner we can have our fun, Daisuke."
Daisuke wasn't entirely convinced this would be fun for him in the slightest, but he still pulled up a new message and dashed off a few words. Kaiser moved around behind him, now darting kisses onto the back of Daisuke's neck, and read the message over his shoulder.
"Very good," he approved. Before Daisuke could change a word, Kaiser reached over and pressed the send button, then took the D-Terminal away from him. "You've been a good boy now. That earns you a reward."
"What are you -" Daisuke's words choked off in his tongue as Kaiser slipped his hands underneath Daisuke's shirt and tugged it off of him, tossing it to one side. With Daisuke's chest and back now bare to him, he ran his fingers all over Daisuke's shoulders and sides, tracing his tongue over long stretches of Daisuke's sun-bronzed skin.
Daisuke still didn't especially want to enjoy Kaiser's ministrations. But his body didn't care what he wanted and he arched into the touch, a low heady moan falling from his lips.
"Isn't this much nicer than fighting me?" Kaiser murmured, hands resting now on Daisuke's hips. When Daisuke didn't answer right away, Kaiser nipped at his shoulder. "It's not nice to ignore me, Daisuke."
Daisuke jerked at that, eyes widening, mind sharpened back into focus by the flash of pain. "W-what?"
"Answer me, Daisuke." Kaiser's grip tightened just a bit, just enough to warn Daisuke of who he was. "Isn't this much more pleasant than fighting me would be?"
Daisuke winced; this was one of those questions that really had only one proper answer. Or rather, one answer that would be accepted.
"Yeah. Yeah, it is." It...actually kind of was. If it wasn't for the fact he didn't want to do it at all. But other than that...
"Good. I knew you'd seen reason." Kaiser rested his lips against the side of Daisuke's neck for a few seconds before he began to kiss and lick over and over. It didn't take Daisuke more than a few seconds to realize what he was trying to do.
"They're going to know!" Daisuke hissed, starting to raise one hand to interfere. Kaiser caught his wrists and pulled them down so he held them behind Daisuke's back.
"I know. I want that. They won't know it was me, but they'll know you were with someone." A low chuckle ghosted against Daisuke's skin. "And that's what you told them, wasn't it? It will support your story, and be the absolute truth. You don't want to lie to them, do you?"
He didn't wait for Daisuke to reply, but returned to his work, not satisfied until two things happened: the hickey stood out bold and strong against Daisuke's skin, just where it couldn't be properly hidden by his shirt, and Daisuke's knees crumbled and he toppled forward onto the couch. Kaiser knelt down next to Daisuke, one hand now resting on the small of his back.
"I started something before, Daisuke, and you interrupted it. We're going to pick up where we left off and this time, there won't be any interruptions."
Daisuke rather missed being too asleep to quite comprehend what the Kaiser meant. Even if he had been, what Kaiser did next made it all too clear. He rested one hand on Daisuke's still unzipped shorts.
"I want you to take these off. And the underwear, too."
That would leave him utterly, completely bare to the Kaiser's sight and touch. It didn't seem fair, either, given that Kaiser hadn't even lost so much as a sock at the moment. But fair wasn't in the cards today.
Slowly Daisuke did as he was told, tossing the clothes over to where his shirt lay. He told himself he'd pick them up before anyone else could see them there and wonder why he'd undressed in the living room.
"I think...let's see..." Kaiser examined him with a critical eye. "Sit on the couch. Just like usual."
As soon as Daisuke did, Kaiser settled next to him, slipping one arm over Daisuke's shoulders and the other trailing down his body. "You are definitely going to enjoy this, Daisuke."
To Be Continued
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