Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Colours ❯ Red ( Chapter 2 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

By: pout

002 - Red

Takeru has been the only person able to ignite such a ferocious passion within Daisuke.

A passion that overflows from Daisuke's mind and over the edge when he and Takeru do one of two things.

Have sex.

Fight.

In both circumstances, the passionate outlet is very different.

When they have sex, Daisuke is so…so alive. In between all the sweat and pants and moans and thrusts, he can hardly contain the emotions he feels for the body writhing beneath, on top, or beside him. Emotions he hardly thought possible, emotions that he never thought he possessed, and what scares him is the fact that he feels them so bloody strong. Racing through his veins and somehow worming their way into his heart.

It's different when they fight though, when they fight Daisuke's passion falls into an entirely different category. A rage that sets his lethal tongue alight, and manages to damage the boy before him that makes him feel so much.

Daisuke likes it when they have sex.

Daisuke doesn't like it when they fight.

Because when they fight, Daisuke can't help but see red.