Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ A Perfect Picture ❯ The Kaiser and His Consort ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or any of the characters thus associated with it. I own only this storyline.

WARNING: THERE IS A SEX SCENE IN THIS CHAPTER. I WILL PUT A WARNING BEFORE IT SO THAT YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS, SO I DON'T WANT ANY COMPLAINTS ABOUT IT, OKAY? OH, YEAH, AND KEN IS 17 WHILE DAISUKE IS 16 IN THIS STORY, SO I DON'T WANT FLAMES ABOUT THEIR AGES EITHER. IF SLASH BOTHERS YOU, THEN JUST SKIP OVER THAT SECTION, ALL RIGHT? FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T CARE, PLEASE ENJOY. THANK YOU.

Chapter Eight: The Kaiser and his Consort

Daisuke groaned as he woke up, stretching his aching muscles and wondering why he felt so………odd. He felt like creating havoc and wreaking chaos in the Digital World. Glancing around him, he found the source of his new-found emotions. The Dark Ocean was right outside their room, and he could feel its deceptively gentle pull on his soul.

Rolling his eyes at the stupidity of it all, he climbed off the alter he was on and walked over to the other side of the room where Ken lay. Or should that be, where the Kaiser lay. Ken was dressed in the royal outfit he had worn as the Digimon Kaiser, from the heavy cuffs around his ankles to the visors that hid his gorgeous violet eyes from the world.

Sighing, the brunette reached over and removed the Kaiser's visors, staring down at a sleeping Ken. His boyfriend began to stir and slowly opened his eyes. He lashed out immediately, the palm of his hand connecting solidly with Daisuke's face, knocking the smaller boy to the ground, where he stared up at Ken in disbelief.

Surprised, Ken bolted awake and tried to figure out what it was that he had just come into contact with. Whatever it was, the force of the slap left his hand stinging. Looking down towards the floor, he saw a stunned and hurt Daisuke gazing back at him, crestfallen.

His eyes widening in horror, Ken gazed at himself, then tore his eyes away from his clothing and grabbed Daisuke, pulling him into a tight, comforting embrace and just holding him, whispering sweet apologies into the shell of the younger boy's ear.

Gradually, Daisuke began to relax, then melted against the Kaiser as he began to pet him, running his fingers over and over through the soft spikes of his hair, soothing him into utter relaxation.

Ken just held his lover tightly, murmuring nonsense to him. Once Daisuke had relaxed, he lifted his head and looked around the room, searching for their digimon and digivices. He found them over in another corner of the room. Apparently, they had been moved after whatever happened had happened. Looking at them, Ken could discern no definite changes, and the only changes in him appeared to be his clothing.

He said as much to the tanned boy in his arms, who nodded and stood, helping Ken up so that they could go get their digimon. Picking them up carefully, the checked them over closely and once again detected no differences.

Daisuke's eyes narrowed in suspicion and he sought through the pile for their digivices, then breathed a sigh of relief when his was still the same blue it had been to begin with. He showed this triumphantly to Ken, who smiled and nodded his relief in return.

Of course, Daisuke realized that he still wanted to cause trouble, and mentioned this to Ken, who just smiled understandably. They both wanted to wreak chaos, but neither of them wished to hurt any digimon. That left them very few choices.

They decided to begin with Daemon. He was a threat to them, and they might as well dispose of him as quickly as possible. That plan proved more difficult than it looked, because as soon as they wove their way out of the underground layer, which took far longer than it should have because they weren't conscious when they were taken to it, they found themselves outside. The Dark Ocean was still overlapping the valley, but Daemon's presence was nowhere to be found.

Wondering idly what could have happened to him, they continued their search for another two hours before calling it quits………for the time being, of course. Neither of them were people to simply give up when they weren't successful the first time. Sighing, they left the valley, passing easily through the barrier, which acknowledged the residual dark energy deep inside both of them. They only felt small urges now, but if they didn't find a way to prevent the Darkness from taking over completely, it would bloom into a full-blown nightmare.

Once they left the valley, Daisuke and Ken activated their D-3 terminals and used them to locate the other Digidestined. Apparently when the others couldn't get through the barrier, they had left the Digital World, perhaps planning to try again later, but then again, maybe not. Smirking, the boys communicated silently through glances and agreed to head back to the Real World. Quickly locating a computer portal, they were pulled into Ken's bedroom.

Setting their digimon partners on the bed to wake up on their own time, they slipped out of the room and into the rest of the apartment, where Ken quickly located a note that told him that his parents had gone out for a short get-away and wouldn't be back for another three days.

Neither boy needed to speak to know what that meant, and Ken led his lover back into his bedroom. They moved their partners into the kitchen, so that they could eat as soon as they woke up, then shut the bedroom door behind him and climbed into bed.

AUTHORS NOTE: ALL RIGHT, READERS. HERE'S THE SEX SCENE. FEEL FREE TO SKIP IT AS IT HAS NO RELEVANCE TO THE ACTUAL PLOT, EXCEPT THAT THESE TWO LOVE EACH OTHER AND SO WILL ALWAYS TAKE THE SAME SIDE. EVERYONE ELSE, ENJOY.

Climbing onto the bed after Daisuke, Ken settled himself very firmly on top of the slim boy. Daisuke just lay passive beneath him, his warm chocolate orbs staring into his own violet eyes, filled with the trust of a small child and the knowledge of a young man.

Ichijouji smiled, then captured his partner's lips under his, squirming slightly to create a rather delightful friction between them. Daisuke gasped slightly in surprise, then grinned and wiggled underneath his lover, doubling the pleasure.

Groaning, Ken continued his exploration of Daisuke's mouth while his hands unfastened the boy's clothes, leaving him clad in only a pair of boxers. His hands roamed over Daisuke's chest as he moved his mouth from the cinnamon-haired boy's lips to his throat. Finding the small hollow at his collarbone, he dipped his tongue into the small crevice and was rewarded with a small moan from the squirming body underneath him.

Careful not to startle his partner, he slowly moved his hands across the boy's chest, quickly finding a nipple and teasing it, until Daisuke let out another whimper of pleasure. Grinning against his skin, Ken continued to tease him, delicately, mercilessly.

He kept them there like that for a while, no matter how much Daisuke pleaded for him to do more, to finish it. He had no intention of rushing this. He planned on making sure that Daisuke was satisfied and content when they were done as well.

Finally, as his own patience wore thin, he sent his hands questing lower, using nimble fingers to slip a hand inside the boy's boxers. Daisuke gasped at the new sensations that coursed through him, and Ken paused, looking down at his lover in concern. "Did I hurt you, Dai-chan?" he asked solemnly.

Daisuke's eyes widened and he shook his head vehemently. "Felt so good," he managed to murmur, before losing control of his coherency again. Since he couldn't talk, he decided to demonstrate, and squirmed underneath Ken's hand, moaning as more of that delightful sensation shot through him.

The bluenette just smiled and then slipped off Daisuke's boxers. Then the boy genius sat back to admire his soulmate. Daisuke was thin, but it was all well-toned muscle from soccer. His brilliant brown eyes and cinnamon hair contrasted sharply with the smooth, bronze line of his body. He was perfect, and reminded Ken of a little doll, or an angel.

Grinning, the ex-Kaiser quickly stripped himself, then settled back down on top of his soulmate, wiggling again to create more friction. The pleasure of skin on skin made the smaller boy cry out, and his hands finally came up from where they had fisted in the bed sheets, and he wrapped them around his lover's neck.

Ken smiled again (he seemed to be doing a lot of that lately), and reached down between their bodies to grasp Daisuke, who gasped beneath him as his eyes flew wide open. The boy genius gazed down at him and commanded, "Keep your eyes open. I want you to see this. I want you to watch." Daisuke just nodded, mute from the sensations coursing through him.

When Ken stopped his ministrations, Daisuke couldn't help but let out a whimper of protest. His lover just chuckled, then said, "Patience, Motomiya. I don't want to hurt you, and I'm sure you don't want to be hurt, so just be patient for a few moments, all right?"

The brunette nodded resignedly and watched as Ken reached over to the bedside table and pulled something out of a drawer. It was a tube of some sort and Daisuke looked at his lover curiously, raising an eyebrow in inquiry. Ken chuckled again, then stated simply, "Lubricant."

Daisuke nodded and relaxed into the bed, waiting for what he assumed came next. It never came, much to his surprise. Instead, his soulmate leaned back over him and kissed him again, rubbing his tongue against his playfully.

While Ken distracted him with a kiss, he slipped one lubricated digit down to Daisuke's entrance and inserted it, moving it around slightly to stretch the boy beneath him. The boy squirmed when he felt the invading finger, but didn't complain. It wasn't painful, just a bit uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Ken brushed his finger across a spot inside Daisuke that made his vision explode. He had never felt anything as good as whatever it was that his partner had just done. Ken must have noticed this, because he repeated the action, and this time, Daisuke bucked, pressing against the finger that had just brought him so much pleasure.

Ken grinned, then slipped a second finger inside his lover, followed quickly by a third, using all three fingers to brush the boy's prostrate with each stroke. Soon, Daisuke was squirming wildly beneath him and pleading for more. Ken withdrew his fingers, ignoring the groan of protest that Daisuke emitted, then lubricated himself before pushing into his lover.

Daisuke gasped as he felt Ken enter him. He had thought that the fingers were a lot, but they were nothing compared to this. Crying out at the intense pleasure that was shooting up and down his spine, the small brunette pushed himself against Ken, forcing him all the way inside. Not ready, he hadn't prepared for the pain that his action would cause and froze underneath his soulmate.

Ken had been taken off guard when Daisuke had pulled all of him inside, and he saw the pain that clouded those expressive brown eyes eyes. Leaning down, he laid gentle kisses on Daisuke's face and chest, trying to distract him from the pain.

Shortly afterwards, the Keeper of Friendship began to shift, indicating to Ken that he was ready. The older boy pulled himself away until he was almost out of Daisuke, then pushed back in, slowly. He did this several more times until his soulmate was reduced to a quivering, pleading mass beneath him, then he increased his pace, finding a rhythm that suited both of them.

When he felt himself nearing climax, he reached between them and grasped Daisuke, stroking roughly. A few seconds later, the boy climaxed, and the clenching of his muscles as he came hard forced Ken over the edge, and with a final thrust, he released his seed deep inside of his partner.

Daisuke and Ken just lay together, panting and trying to remember how to breathe. When Ken could move again, he pulled out of Daisuke and lay down beside him, wrapping his arms around his partner.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: END SEX SCENE.

Daisuke let out a small chuckle from deep in his chest, and snuggled against his soulmate's chest. "That was good," he murmured softly, then fell asleep, cuddled against his partner.

Ken just lay there, watching his lover sleep, and thought about all that had happened in the past day. He didn't understand why his clothes had changed while Daisuke's had remained the same. Perhaps Daisuke was stronger, and so could resist? But he had said that he felt like wreaking havoc on the Digital World, even though he had no desire to purposely hurt any digimon.

Hmm………maybe he really was changing, and it just wasn't as obvious. After all, when Ken first became the Digimon Kaiser, he had made a separate outfit just for that. When he was de-throned and realized just what a bastard he had been, his clothing had changed back into that of his school uniform while in the Digital World. Daisuke, as far as he knew, had never had any other outfit in the Digital World than the one he had now, with the goggles and the bold flame jacket.

He puzzled over what exactly it was that was different about them both now, then it hit him. It was the other Digidestined! He absolutely despised them now, and he was sure that any negative feelings his best friend had harbored for the other children had been magnified. It wasn't the Digital World that Daemon was after, but rather he had targeted its protectors.

Eyes narrowing, he held on tighter to Daisuke, then gave up and let sleep claim him, promising to himself to let his partner know what was up the next morning when they awoke.

All right, yes, I know this took a while to come up, but I'm working on three different fanfics at one time, so it takes a little while to update. My sincerest apologies. Anyhow, review, please. The sooner you review, the sooner I'll get back to updating this. Please, no flames. If you don't like the story, you shouldn't be reading it. Other than that, praise and constructive criticism are welcome. Thank you!