Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Devil You Know ❯ Iori ( Chapter 7 )

Devil You Know

Iori

By the Empress of the Eclipse

Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon.

KENORI LEMON in this chapter (for some reason, people have shown a lot of interest in this one! Don't know why.)

If you find it disturbing, imagine Iori a little older and a little bigger.

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Ken looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was combed in the same style as Joe wore his. He was wearing Joe-type clothes (not that that mattered as he didn't intend to wear the clothes for a very long time), glasses (those had been a trial because they couldn't possibly be real glasses or he wouldn't be able to see and he needed to see things. Eventually, he'd managed to acquire a pair which he hoped would do) and he'd been practising a Joe-type voice. He'd used stage make-up to change the shape of his face somewhat. It wouldn't make much difference but in the dark, it would add to the illusion. All in all, things were now ready.

"This had better bloody work," he muttered in his Joe voice "Or I'll be in really deep shit!"

Taking a deep breath, he dialled Iori's number.

"Hi, can I speak to Iori please?" he asked.

"Certainly. Who is it?"

"Joe Kido."

"Oh hello Joe. I'll just fetch him."

Well, Iori's mother had fallen for it. Of course, how well she actually knew Joe was uncertain.

"Hi Joe!"

"Hello Iori," Ken said, crossing all his fingers and praying "I was wondering if we could meet up. There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"Sure! Where?"

Ken crossed his toes too.

"It might sound a little strange but can you meet me at the top of the Tsuna Apartment Building?" he said "It's private and I want to talk to you privately."

"Sure," Iori said again, obviously trusting Joe "I'll see you in a couple of minutes then!"

"See you."

Ken hung up the phone and did a little dance of glee.

"Thank God! Part 1 complete! I can fool him over the phone. And it SHOULD be really dark at the top of Tsuna Apartment Building! This is going to work!"

Grabbing a coat, he raced out, wanting to beat Iori there.

* * * *

Iori slowly opened the roof door. The Tsuna Apartment Building scared him although he'd rather die that admit it. His mother would never have let him go if she'd know he was going. Iori had lied about where he was meeting with Joe to her. He felt bad about lying but he did want to meet up with Joe and find out what Joe wanted.

Joe was already there. He was staring out over the city, his back to Iori. Iori blinked. There was something....different about Joe. Something that was just....different.

"Joe?" he said uncertainly.

"Hello Iori."

Well, it sounded like Joe. And he knew his name. Iori shook off his silly thoughts and stepped forwards.

"You wanted to talk to me?"

"Yes," Joe said, not turning round "It's.....sort of complicated. You might want to sit down."

Iori looked around. The only place to sit was underneath the water tank. Walking over, he sat on the rim and watched. Joe didn't turn around.

"Well, go ahead," Iori said.

He heard Joe swallow softly.

"Iori," he said very quietly "I've been having....feelings for you."

Iori blinked.

"Feelings?"

His voice had gone slightly squeaky. Did Joe mean.....?

"As in....you know. Those feelings."

Iori blinked.

"Oh."

He didn't know what to say. He hadn't really been expecting Joe to say that. His mother had always acted like things like that were wrong. But this was Joe. Joe would never do anything that was wrong.

"Are you mad?"

"No!" Iori said quickly "I'm not mad! I'd never be mad at you."

That came out sounding a little odd and he grimaced. Joe said nothing. He turned from staring out over the city and walked over to where Iori sat. Once again, Iori got that odd feeling of non-recognition, like it wasn't really Joe standing there. Joe reached out and ran a hand down Iori's face. His fingers were extra soft and cool. Iori gulped, suddenly feeling unaccountably hot.

"Joe....."

"Sh."

Joe knelt down so he was on level with Iori, his hand encircling the back of Iori's head. Leaning forward, he kissed Iori softly. Iori hadn't ever felt anything like it before. He felt Joe run his long fingers through Iori's hair, mussing it up. Nervously, Iori pulled back.

"Joe.....Joe, that's...."

"Is this okay?" Joe whispered "I won't hurt you Iori. You know I won't. But I just want to...."

"You promise it won't hurt?" Iori whispered nervously "I've....I've never done anything like this before."

"I promise," Joe said soothingly, his hand still caressing Iori's soft hair "I promise Iori. We won't do anything that you don't want to. Nothing at all. And you'll like it I promise."

Before Iori could say anything, Joe kissed him again, more forcibly this time. His other hand wrapped round Iori's waist, pulling him nearer. Iori very uncertainly wrapped his arms round Joe's shoulders experimentally. It felt nice being kissed like this and with Joe....

Joe pulled him off the rim and onto his lap, still kissing him hungrily. Iori let himself respond, trying to choke back the fear of not knowing anything. He knew he could trust Joe. Joe would never do anything that he thought would hurt Iori. He knew what he was doing.

He wriggled closer on Joe's lap, pressing nearer Joe's body. Joe ran a hand slowly up so it was resting on his chest, his kisses growing more forceful, pressuring. Iori didn't mind. He was enjoying this now, beginning to feel relaxed, good. Joe began to carefully unbutton his shirt. Iori gulped and tried to ignore it, focusing on the soft kisses Joe was providing him with.

Ken smiled to himself. This had proved easier than he'd expected. Obviously, Iori had vaguely thought of Joe like this even before 'Joe' had come onto him. Gently, he removed Iori's shirt completely, then quickly removed his own, knowing that Iori wouldn't be adventurous enough for that. Still kissing Iori, he worked off the rest of their clothes, then pushed Iori back against the concrete, nuzzling him gently. He removed the lubricant from his discarded pocket and quickly applied it. He entered Iori gently but he felt Iori shudder underneath him and saw the glitter of tears on his eyelashes.

"Hey, hey, hey," he whispered "Don't cry! I'm not going to hurt you Iori. I know it aches a little. But don't be scared. It'll feel nice, really. Just relax. Relax Iori. Trust me."

Iori gave a muffled sob and nodded.

"I....I trust you."

Ken kissed him very gently and lovingly, stroking his torso and stomach. Carefully, mindful of Iori's youth and virginity, he began to thrust, trying not to get carried away with everything. He heard Iori moan beneath him and knew that he was enjoying it, the pain forgotten.

"Joe...."

Ken laughed, knowing he sounded strained and not caring. He kissed Iori exuberantly, reaching between Iori's legs, wanting to give him some real pleasure. Iori moaned and twisted in his arms, his eye squeezing shut, his face turning white.

"Oh....God, JOE!"

Ken laughed. He alternated between gentle stroking and more violent rubbing, experimenting. Iori was making passionate sobbing noises. He arched his back, his fingers digging into Ken's shoulders.

"JOE!"

Ken was glad that no one came up here at night. Iori was obviously a screamer.

"That's it Iori," he whispered "Scream for me!"

Iori obeyed, screaming wildly as he came. Ken pulled out of him, guiding the small boys hands to his own erection.

"Come on sweetheart," he crooned softly "Make me scream now."

Iori proved to have been a fast learner and had Ken yelling with pleasure very quickly. After that, he snuggled up in Ken's arms and fell fast asleep. Ken looked down at him, shaking his head. He was far too cold and uncomfortable to sleep. Of course, Iori had just had sex for the first time and Ken had probably tested his stamina to it's limits. But they couldn't stay up there.

Pulling away, Ken began to dress, making sure to stay slightly hunched. The cold hit Iori quickly and he stirred back awake.

"Joe?"

"We can't stay up here," Ken whispered "If we're caught...."

He heard Iori moving.

"Iori....I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"No, it's not," Ken said, making his Joe-voice sound very, very guilty "It really wasn't okay. What I did was wrong. I took advantage of you."

"No!"

"Yes," Ken said "I shouldn't have done that. I did take advantage of you. You're too young to deal with this stuff, too young to know what you really want. I shouldn't have...."

He swallowed.

"Iori, nobody can know about this okay? It was wrong. I don't want you to mention it again. Not to me, not to anybody."

"But....but Joe...."

"Iori," Ken said harshly "Promise me! Promise me that we won't mention this ever again! I don't even want to remember this!"

He heard Iori give the tinniest muffled sob.

"Fine then," he said, his voice going cold "I won't ever mention it again."

"Good. Can you find your own way home?"

"I'm not a child!"

"I know," Ken said "See you."

Iori stalked off the roof without saying goodbye. Ken waited until he was positive that Iori was gone before laughing gleefully. Six down. One to go.

* * * *

When he got home, Ken quickly sorted himself out. He didn't want to be Joe for any longer now it was done.

"I just hope Iori keeps his mouth shut," he muttered "Otherwise things will be odd for the Digidestined! Oh well. They'd never guess it was me anyway."

He took the notepad.

"So....Iori Hida. Easiness.....7. Good looks.....6 in a young sort of way. Value of Amusement OUT of bed....er....complicated. You've got amusing views. I'll give you 6½ I think though I may be being a little generous. Amusement IN bed - well, considering today's performance, even though you're a virgin, I'll give you 7. With proper training.... Small, medium, large, extra-large, bastard or tripod? A slightly unfair category here as he's so young but he's small. Kissing.....5. Techniques.....quick learner. I think I'll give him a 7. Points of interest....likes Joe or did anyway. Will grow up very good looking. Amusing out-looks on life. Total....2 for the Joe thing. 4 for the looks. 4 for the out-looks. That equals.....49. Not a bad score Iori, not bad at all."

Ken re-hid his notebook, then smiled.

"So now it's Takeru Takaishi's turn," he whispered "Oh I've been rather anticipating this challenge!"

He laughed.

The End of Part 7.