Authoress note: This fic goes dedicated to Jace Moore, not only because he's the most fabulous yaoi artist ever existed but also because he's such a likeable person.

Same warnings: yaoi (male/male relationships) and lemon. Go away if you're a mother fucker flamer. Otherwise, please sit and enjoy ^___^

A training for the future

By Selene18

Devimon was working hard 'round the clock. God, it was agonizing. To accomplish every mission every day was tough work, especially if it was Lord Myotismon who was requesting them.

"Good job, Devimon" he said, with a smirk "You have a free day"

"Thank you, sir" he replied.

Devimon hid himself inside his room… at last! A well deserved rest! He threw away his dirty clothing and took a shower… but his wings didn't fit into the small room. He protested "Hmph! When they ascend me I'll demand for a bigger shower! I barely fit here!" soft, soapy bubbles rolled down his anatomy. Scented fragrance invaded his senses. He took a deep breath "Humm… I love this bubble bath… it makes me fly away…" Devimon got out of the shower, shaking his wings with a satisfied movement.

"I guess I'm going to eat a little snack" he thought, and went to the cupboard. A huge potato chips bag welcomed him "Is this the only shit I have to eat?? I have to go to the supermarket often (supermarkets and potato chips in the Digiworld?? O_o)"

While he was eating, he was pondering something… Myotismon's weird gaze… the way he was looking at him during these days… what kind of gaze was that, anyway?

"Oh well, I'm just a simple champion. Maybe is something not related with me. I won't worry anymore" and with these thoughts, he went to sleep… but not much, because he heard his door being knocked. He went to answer

"Lord Myotismon…! Wha…what brings your honorable presence here?"

"Well" he said, with a smirk " I want you to dine with me"

Devimon widened his red, ruby eyes "Whaa…? Oh, as you wish my Lord"

"Come with me then"

"Allright, my Lord"

They walked without saying a word. And Myotismon brought him to the dinner room, a place where Devimon thought he'd never be "My Lord… why…?"

"Simple, my little devil. I just don't leave a good job unrewarded. Lord Piedmon taught me that"

"I understand perfectly"

"That's good. Now order whatever you want and I'll tell the servants to prepare it for you"

He ordered a salad. Myotismon, with a weird gaze, asked for it. It was a quiet dinner and Myotismon began with his questions:

"So…" he said "Do these missions I put you before were too hard for you? I'd like to hear your point of view"

"Well… some were really hard, if you allow me to be sincere"

"Allright" he replied. A smile bloomed from his violet lips "But you already overcame them. That's all that matter"

"Oh? That's cool, my Lord"

Myotismon raised an eyebrow at the word "cool" and Devimon swallowed, nervous "S-s-ssorry my Lord… I…I-I..,"

"No matter" he said "Finish your food and follow me to my room. I gotta show you something"

"Allright my Lord…" Devimon replied, but now, the salad formed a solid ball in his stomach, hard and heavy as metal…--what he's up to??--he thought --Did I do something???--he kept thinking--Did I say something wrong??--his thoughts were about to make short circuit.

He lead Devimon to his room, with his black, gorgeous cape flapping with every step he took. Finally, they stepped in. Myotismon stared at him.

"Master, what…?" he began to say, but Myotismon silenced him with a warm, deep kiss "Shh… don't talk. I'm just teaching you something"

His face was blushed, though. And his ruby-like eyes shone… with a dash of fear and another of thrill.

"What is it, my master?" He asked. His voice sounded kinda sensual, the voice who is offering to any dark desire

"This is pleasure" said Myotismon, stroking his blue pale member, making it hard enough. An exclamation escaped from his soft lips

"You like this, Devimon, don't you?"

The devilish mon sighed, his eyes half closed. He nodded

"Yes master" he said

"Humm, that's good. I will do this to you and you WILL like it, get it?" he said, smirking.

Devimon couldn't help himself… God, it was impossible to resist such expertise! He moaned again, and Myotismon grinned

"Well, time for me to strip too" he said and took off his clothing too. His skin were as pale as Devimon's.

"Lay over there now" he said, pointing the bed "Now it's my turn to show you how to feel and give pleasure"

"Yes… master" he said, his ruby eyes shinning with pleasure now, unable to escape from his master and his own hormones --I know this isn't right…-- he thought --to have sex with another male Digimon is not right…-- his thoughts rolled up in confusion --but no matter what, I… I…, I…, need this. I NEED him. And NOW!--

His master continued caressing him while he was having these thoughts, and something snapped inside him "More" he gasped

"Heheheh" his master laughed, pleasing him some more

--Oh Digigods…! This is fucking good!--

"More!!"

Another laugh. And more strokes on his hardening cock "You just can't fight it, eh Devimon?" he smiled.

"I'm… I'm… afraid…no!"

"Then taste this, little sexy devil" Myotismon said, putting his enormous shaft inside Devimon's mouth. He almost choke when it reached the depths of his throat

"Mmmm… what a sweet mouth… now swallow the whole thing, and when I cum, I don't any drop out of that little mouth of yours, you understand, dear?"

Devimon couldn't answer, of course. He nodded in approval. So he kept sucking more and more, bringing more pleasure to his master, who was stroking his gray-white hair, occasionally stopping onto his big horns, rubbing them as if they were a pair of big shafts

"I can feel it… it's coming…" Myotismon whispered

--Coming??--Devimon thought--He's going to bathe me with his seed??--

Myotismon growled "AAAHHHHH!" and his seed was shout inside Devimon's throat, provoking him a coughing reflex

"Remember what I said, dear" Myotismon smiled, holding his head still. Devimon nodded again "Yes…, no drops out of my mouth…," and he swallowed the liquid. A salty flavor invaded him, twisting his stomach

--but still I want that one inside me--he thought

"Good boy" Myotismon said, patting his head "Now I wanna show you my favorite toy"

Devimon's curiosity twitched "What is it, master?"

Myotismon took out a medium size tube, with a head similar to a dick's. It had holes along the whole length

"This fun tool is capable of lubing and vibrating at the same time. Painful penetrations? No prob!"

Devimon was too confused to answer. He could only stare at the strange toy his master was holding. Then, Myotismon got near to him

"Is this your first time, no?" he asked him

"Yes… it's my…first time…"

"Cool… then this tool will make a "slippery" first time!" and he drove the tube inside Devimon's opening, probing inside

"Eeeewwww…. Master…, it's… it's…"

"Shhh, relax…"

The tube, once inside Devimon, emitted a blob of something like jelly, or gel. Devimon gasped

"Aiee, master, my ass is getting wet…!"

"Just shut up and relax, fool! You know you love it!" Myotismon said, laughing loudly, amused by Devimon's gasps and moans. Now he was absolutely soft and wet

"How you like it now, eh Devimon? Isn't my tool good?"

The strange, medium tube was still rocking inside him, now wet and slippery. Devimon moaned and nodded, provoking another loud laugh to his master

"Allright Devimon, now you're ready to feel the real McCoy!" and saying this, he flipped Devimon onto his stomach, forcing him to raise his hips. Myotismon positioned his oversized shaft right behind Devimon's asshole. He smirked

"Tell me, little sexy devil…how bad you want this, mmm?"

His master's shaft touched briefly his opening and Devimon gasped "I need it, please!"

"Oh? Not enough. I guess you don't need it after all"

"Noo!! I mean, Yeess!! I need it, please my Lord! I'm burning!"

"Say it again" Myotismon ordered (Oh, this mon never gets tired of this? O_o)

"Master!! I beg...! I beg...! I beg…!! I BEG YOU!!!!"

"Ok, that's enough my dear" said Myotismon, with a tender smile. He finally drove his shaft inside the winged-champion's body. He yelped, trying to get used to the size of his master's big tool --Hurts so damn good--he thought, in a haze of pleasure, feeling his master ram himself deeper inside him, driving him crazy

"Hurts?" Myotismon asked, nibbling his elfin earlobe. The devilish mon shook his head in negative

"See, my dear? I knew you'd love it!" he said, grabbing his hips to keep balance

"Feels so good… your tool is wonderful…" Devimon said, between moans and gasps "I want more, please…"

"I'm glad you enjoy it. To give pleasure to my servants is also another part of my duties" and saying these words, he pushed harder… deeper…and the other mon wailed again, while crying his name or "harder and faster"

How long it passed? Oh, but this session is going to last, and Myotismon knew exactly how.

"You're very warm, my dear" said Myotismon, feeling the silky heat wrap itself around his shaft

"More! More! Aahh! I'm coming now!"

Myotismon smiled at his underling (Oh, how he loves this game!) while pleasing him

"Master….,p…put…every….thing…into&he llip;it…" Devimon managed to say, and something creamy splashed his stomach. He sighed in relief, but still, he needed to feel that stinging seed inside him. Myotismon almost read his mind, or it seemed so, because he shot his seed almost instantly, satisfying the eager mon under his control. No pain was felt. No rape. Devimon sighed in relief once again

"How did you like it? Isn't sex good after all?"

"Yeah…" said Devimon, reflecting for a while

"Well, you should have one of these tools to please your underlings when we ascend you someday. After all, we don't need sore assholes around, you know" and smiling, he tended another of his tools.

Devimon stared at the tool "But guess I'm quite young yet… I'm just a champion… what champion would ever have sex with me anyway?"

"Don't say that. There's a lot of champions willing to have some slippery lovemaking. You just have to teach them right without violence and never against their will. Or if you prefer so, you can use it on yourself" and saying this, he winked his eye.

"oh" Devimon said, now staring at his master, who was smiling, still naked

"This is a lesson you have to remember. Who knows, maybe someday you'll be a leader like me"

"Yes…" Devimon answered, gazing at the tool, with new eyes "Yes… I'll keep this on mind from now on"

It's good for you, Devimon, 'cause you'll need it…

You cannot go without it

"A great leader" he mussed, still staring at the tool "And I'll ask for a bigger shower room too…"

End-Fin-Owari

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