Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ A Vampire's Touch ❯ Juri/Takato ( Chapter 2 )
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By: The Last Face 
"How do expect to attack when both your arms are broken?"
-Dr. Stephen Strange
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Occult / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.19.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 861 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
"How do expect to attack when both your arms are broken?"
-Dr. Stephen Strange
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Occult / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.19.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 861 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Takato took losing Juri incredibly badly. She had meant everything to him, and now she was in the clutches of Myotusmon. He didn't get it. The Digimon hadn't shown any aggression since the incident with the D-Reaper (AUTHOR'S NOTE: I sort of removed the whole 'Digimon go back to the digital world' bit.), but this Digimon was attacking them. Guilmon having fallen sick like Lilymon did in the series didn't help any, either. Why couldn't he save her? He should have biomerged, or something! There had to be something he could have done. He replayed the scene over and over in his mind, but every time there was always some fault in what he could have done.
"Has the boy left his room recently?"
"TAKATO hasn't left his room, no."
"That crazy goggle-head. He's acting just like Juri did when she was..." Ruki trailed off. Takato's father opened the door into his room.
"Takato?"
He was curled up on the floor, crying. Guilmon was in the bed, a hot rag on his forehead, almost all color gone from his face.
"Leave me alone."
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" He yelled through sobs.
"Takato..." Himaki stepped forward.
"I said I was fine!"
"Look, I know it must be diffi-"
A shoe whizzed past his left ear and hit the door, rebounding into the lamp on his desk.
"Listen, goggle-head..."
Ruki pushed Himaki back.
"We took our good time to come down here and try to help you, and all you can do is cry! What's your problem! You can't even get up..."
"Ruki..."
"I don't see why you can't come with us to try and do something about it, you..."
"Ruki, that's enough."
The girl looked back at Himaki.
"But..."
"No buts. We can't help."
Ruki sighed.
"I hope you feel better, Takato."
They closed the door.
As they walked away from the house, a figure darted towards it. Inside, Takato's parents whispered their fears. Quite oddly, they began feeling faint.
"Dear, do you think I could lie down..."
"I think I will myself..."
Within seconds they were both snoring loudly. The girl slipped inside unnoticed.
'I know I could have done something. Now Juri is gone and Guilmon's sick, or cursed, or whatever, and it's all my-"
"Takato?"
Takato looked up for the first time in hours.
"Juri?"
She was standing there! She was bruised, cut, and dirty, and her clothes were tattered, but she was there! Takato stood up.
"Juri!"
"Oh, Takato!" She ran into his arms, crying.
"Takato, it was horrible! He beat me! He said he was going to make me a vampire!"
"Hey, it's all right, now..." Takato stroked her hair.
"Takato..."
"Shhhh. We're together, now."
"That's what I've wanted to hear ever since I woke up." She raised her head from his shoulder.
"Thank you." She said, and looked into his eyes. Then, she kissed him. They held the kiss for a moment, as it began to harden. Tounges lashed and Takato's shirt came off. Juri shoved Takato down on the floor and straddled him. She could feel his heart, beating like mad. She removed her dress and threw it aside. Takato's eyes roamed over her nude top half. She leaned down over him and they kissed again. Takato's hand slid down her stomach and beneath the hem of her panties. He maneuvered his fingers into her tiny cunt and began sliding them in and out. Not to say he had any problem finding lubrication, his fingers were soon sopping wet. Juri closed her eyes and began letting out soft, short moans. He rolled her over, so that he was above her. He brought his fingers up to her lips. She licked them, tasting her juices. Her hands undid Takato's pants and she used her feet to push both them and his boxers to the floor. He tugged her panties off her, and entered her.
"OH, Takato..." Juri moaned, then continued as he began thrusting into her rhythmically. The scent on her was sweet... as if nothing had happened. Her wounds were gone, and her demeanor was like it had never been. Takato did not realize this. He began to thrust harder as he felt energy build up in his loins. Juri's moans became more extatic. Guilmon turned and looked at the couple. What they were doing, he had no idea, but he knew that it was wrong. In a feverish daze, he swore that Juri was... different. He could not summon the strength to make any noise, and instead rolled back over. They rolled over again, Juri riding Takato. His hands played across her breasts and they both panted heavily, thrusting against each other in a mad, beastlike frenzy. As they reached their climax, they both came together, their collective secretions forming a puddle of goo on the floor.
It turned black.
And when it was over, Juri kissed Takato's neck seductively.
"Thank you."
"It... was nothing..." He said with as smile.
"Why were you-" He was cut short by a sudden pain in his neck... and then nothing.
And when he came around, Juri was there. They were together. Forever. Takato began to cry.
"Has the boy left his room recently?"
"TAKATO hasn't left his room, no."
"That crazy goggle-head. He's acting just like Juri did when she was..." Ruki trailed off. Takato's father opened the door into his room.
"Takato?"
He was curled up on the floor, crying. Guilmon was in the bed, a hot rag on his forehead, almost all color gone from his face.
"Leave me alone."
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" He yelled through sobs.
"Takato..." Himaki stepped forward.
"I said I was fine!"
"Look, I know it must be diffi-"
A shoe whizzed past his left ear and hit the door, rebounding into the lamp on his desk.
"Listen, goggle-head..."
Ruki pushed Himaki back.
"We took our good time to come down here and try to help you, and all you can do is cry! What's your problem! You can't even get up..."
"Ruki..."
"I don't see why you can't come with us to try and do something about it, you..."
"Ruki, that's enough."
The girl looked back at Himaki.
"But..."
"No buts. We can't help."
Ruki sighed.
"I hope you feel better, Takato."
They closed the door.
As they walked away from the house, a figure darted towards it. Inside, Takato's parents whispered their fears. Quite oddly, they began feeling faint.
"Dear, do you think I could lie down..."
"I think I will myself..."
Within seconds they were both snoring loudly. The girl slipped inside unnoticed.
'I know I could have done something. Now Juri is gone and Guilmon's sick, or cursed, or whatever, and it's all my-"
"Takato?"
Takato looked up for the first time in hours.
"Juri?"
She was standing there! She was bruised, cut, and dirty, and her clothes were tattered, but she was there! Takato stood up.
"Juri!"
"Oh, Takato!" She ran into his arms, crying.
"Takato, it was horrible! He beat me! He said he was going to make me a vampire!"
"Hey, it's all right, now..." Takato stroked her hair.
"Takato..."
"Shhhh. We're together, now."
"That's what I've wanted to hear ever since I woke up." She raised her head from his shoulder.
"Thank you." She said, and looked into his eyes. Then, she kissed him. They held the kiss for a moment, as it began to harden. Tounges lashed and Takato's shirt came off. Juri shoved Takato down on the floor and straddled him. She could feel his heart, beating like mad. She removed her dress and threw it aside. Takato's eyes roamed over her nude top half. She leaned down over him and they kissed again. Takato's hand slid down her stomach and beneath the hem of her panties. He maneuvered his fingers into her tiny cunt and began sliding them in and out. Not to say he had any problem finding lubrication, his fingers were soon sopping wet. Juri closed her eyes and began letting out soft, short moans. He rolled her over, so that he was above her. He brought his fingers up to her lips. She licked them, tasting her juices. Her hands undid Takato's pants and she used her feet to push both them and his boxers to the floor. He tugged her panties off her, and entered her.
"OH, Takato..." Juri moaned, then continued as he began thrusting into her rhythmically. The scent on her was sweet... as if nothing had happened. Her wounds were gone, and her demeanor was like it had never been. Takato did not realize this. He began to thrust harder as he felt energy build up in his loins. Juri's moans became more extatic. Guilmon turned and looked at the couple. What they were doing, he had no idea, but he knew that it was wrong. In a feverish daze, he swore that Juri was... different. He could not summon the strength to make any noise, and instead rolled back over. They rolled over again, Juri riding Takato. His hands played across her breasts and they both panted heavily, thrusting against each other in a mad, beastlike frenzy. As they reached their climax, they both came together, their collective secretions forming a puddle of goo on the floor.
It turned black.
And when it was over, Juri kissed Takato's neck seductively.
"Thank you."
"It... was nothing..." He said with as smile.
"Why were you-" He was cut short by a sudden pain in his neck... and then nothing.
And when he came around, Juri was there. They were together. Forever. Takato began to cry.