This is the sequel to Milky Way Waltzing.

This story takes place in the summer of 2000. Assuming Digimon Tamers takes place in 2001, that would make it approximately 10 months before canon.

There'll be four chapters in total, the last one being the epilogue as usual.

Behind the closed door of Shiuchon's room, Takato let his moan be heard over the noise of traffic down below the apartment. Her collection of plushies and dolls lay scattered over the floor to watch him writhe under her hold.

Takato shuddered as Shiuchon's tongue trailed up his dick. Her tiny fingers wrapped around his tip as if she was licking an ice-cream cone, and when the tongue finished its job, she let the fingers climb up his swollen length and started tugging at it. With his rump shoved in her face, her other hand joined in and in tandem gave him a massage that jolted him with every movement. His windbreaker hung below his belly, obstructing his view of her amused face when she teased him.

"Does Takato-chan like his peepee squeezed like this?"

He groaned, feeling her hands twisting and tightening around him. "I do, I do..."

"Will he be a good boy and give mama his milk?"

On all four, he was at her mercy, unable to do anything except to keep his shaky hands straight while drools fell off the corner of his lips. He relished the warm feeling building in his lower region, every tug at his length slowly increasing its intensity. He was the very image of a milked cow, with his dick squishing and stretching under her delicate hold. The imagery only made his heart beat faster.

"Yes, please squeeze out all my boy milk..." He rasped in reply. Shiuchon didn't say anything for awhile until she slowed down her pace and paused completely. She chuckled, seeming to admire the sight of his butt and swollen erection.

"You're so cute," she squeeled, adoration clear in her voice. Takato wasn't used to such compliments. He was sure he'd feel humiliated if anybody else was in her place right now, but because it was Shiuchon, he felt rather... proud? It was such a strange thought, only shaken off of his mind by her reminding him of her complete control over his most delicate part.

"Alright, you can let it all out." She gave him another squeeze before moving one of her palms to his tip. Her other hand resumed to wring him out in a steady rhythm. Her mischievous giggle wasn't so much off-putting until he realized it was a warning sign for what she was about to do. Whatever he expected, he wasn't prepared for her nose to nudge his butt open.

"Sh-Shiuchon! What are you–" Takato started, shuddering even more when she began licking from the base of his ballsack to his butthole. She stayed there, lapping at the place he'd never even thought to touch. "No... not there... Stop..." He whimpered.

He squirmed at the icky sensation, yet did nothing to fight or stop it. It was something he was supposed to feel grossed out about, but he couldn't help but enjoy it the more she licked the place.

Her palm rolled over his tip like ballpen on paper, collecting his sticky liquid for her other hand to slather all over his length. Her breath on his butt made him shudder, all the more so with her wet tongue poking his sensitive backdoor. The combination of the multiple different sensations left him panting for breaths. His elbows failed him and made him hunch over the floor, his butt stuck in the air for her to do as she pleased. His hand reached for a small plushy, clenching on it as he felt himself drawing closer to his limit.

As his ballsack bounced up and down from the repeated movement of her hand, his dick started to constrict. With a groan, the first of his cum splattered onto her palm. Not sparing even a second, her cum-coated hand quickly joined her other one to squeeze him dry, their movement faster than he could handle.

Up and down, twist and turn. She wrung every inch of him like she was handling a wet cloth. She didn't allow him even a moment of respite as her tongue endlessly poked into his butthole. He cried her name, the burning white liquid shooting onto the floor and flowing to his knees.

He collapsed to his side before she could squeeze him to his last drop. But even then he was still unable to relax when Shiuchon lifted his leg to sink her face into his crotch. He jolted briefly at the feel of teeth against his skin, but it was all quickly forgotten at the yet again rising tickling sensation. Her tongue lapped up his limp dick, sucking it clean off of his juice.

Takato groaned, looking down at the girl resting on his thigh. "Shiuchon, if you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum again."

She didn't heed his words and continued to suckle on his dick like a baby suckling on a milk bottle. A fastly overflowing milk bottle. He felt himself stiffening again under her undivided attention, this time more sensitive to touches than before. But Shiuchon was cruel. She only briefly poked his red tip to focus on the foreskin surrounding it, alternating between the two and sometimes even pausing her suckle to keep him on the edge as long as possible.

When she decided she'd had enough of teasing him, she took his whole length in her mouth. She started bobbing on it, her hand keeping his legs spread to make way for her advance. She was still careful to take him slowly. He wasn't quite sure if it was for her own sake or to akeep him from releasing too soon. Either way, the patient build-up this time around allowed him a chance to breathe easy. For the most part. He grunted, his eyes squinted shut.

"Alright, since you asked for it." He tried to chuckle but almost every sound he made ended up being either a gasp or a moan. He carressed her hair, tugging at her locks to keep him grounded from her relentless treatment. She was trying to speak but her muffled words gave out nothing but vibration that sent quivers to his spine. He grabbed her head and thrusted his hips forward, pushing her further into his crotch. "Yes, don't stop. Suck my milk out. All of it," he said, sighing in bliss.

He lay hunched over her. Between his dazed state and her tongue's assault, he managed to open his eyes to see the mess of hair between his legs. With no rubber bands to hold her hair up in pigtails, it flowed down her shoulders like a bouquet of violets freshly picked, so beautiful and unwordly it felt foreign in the messy room. The fragrance of what seemed to be her shampoo stroke his nose with every whiff.

"You smell nice," he told her through heavy breaths. He laughed, after some shudders, when she muffled out something that sounded like "it's an expensive shampoo", but the laugh was quickly overtaken by moans. When the tingling sensation reached his chest, he knew he couldn't last any longer.

"I'm coming," Takato warned. As if taking that as a challenge, Shiuchon sucked him even harder. He pressed her face to his crotch, unable to fight against the raging waves inside him.

Shiuchon had grown used to his cum shooting down her throat that he rarely saw her cough any of it out anymore, so when he came for the second time, she was ready to gobble it all up. She swallowed every shot of his gushing cum, sucked every last drop, all the while not letting any of it leak through her lips. Even with no more cum to give, he had to groan through her tongue's enthusiatic quest to lick his pulsating dick clean. He let her play with it, too tired to even pull away.

He laid his head on the floor, all spent out. "I really am just a milk machine to you, huh?"

Shiuchon thankfully didn't go for a third round and slid into his view, her hiked shirt hiding little of her naked belly and everything below it. She grinned at him. "Do you like your early birthday present?"

"I think I like it too much." Takato gave her a weak bop in response, her cute nose bouncing under his finger. "You always come up with the weird stuff, you know," he said, still having phantom sensation in his butt where she'd licked.

"But you do like the weird stuff, don't you?" She raised her brows as if daring him to prove her wrong. She chuckled when he blushed and averted his gaze. "So, what else do you want for your birthday?"

"You?" Takato said without thinking and was immediately rewarded with a playful kick to his thigh. He rubbed the spot with a weak laugh.

"Alright. Other than me? And don't say my pussy," she threatened when she saw where his eyes trailed. Takato hummed in thought, not sure if he even had an answer for her question. He ended up opting for a half shrug with his good shoulder. The other one was being crushed under his own weight, too weak to attempt a movement.

"I guess anything is fine. But right now..." He yawned and reached around her back to pull them closer to each other, letting their crotch kiss over their crossed legs. He was careful to not move too much lest he stimulate his oversensitive boy part. He pecked her forehead, feeling her warmth coursing into him. "Right now I just want to sleep because you made me tired."

He smiled before smothering her in his embrace. She giggled and replied in kind, sliding her arms under his shirt. Her tiny fingers traced across his back and lulled him into a warm and peaceful slumber.

I am back!

Next chapter is still gonna be a Takato x Shiuchon chapter, but unlike the previous works in the series, this story is gonna deal with the repercussions of our characters' actions.

Nobody's getting outed tho, I still wanna write smut. It's mostly just normal stuff you know, like a trauma cause a woman you trusted pulled your pants down and bit your dick... Well, Rumiko didn't actually do that, but hey, where would the drama be if Takato wasn't an unreliable narrator?