Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Him ❯ One-Shot

Him

By: eternalsailorsolarwind

Disclaimer: No (sigh), I don't own Digimon. Bandai, Toei, Saban, and Fox have that right. I just write fanfics about the characters!

A/N: I just had to write some fluffy Kensuke goodness. Kind of a lemon meringue pie. It's from Ken's point of view. First Kensuke, please R & R!

If it wasn't for him…I would probably be lying cold in the ground right now. He was the first one to break through the armor I put around myself. Daisuke shattered my Kaizer persona, letting the real me through. He fought first to stop me, and then to save me. And he did, just by being himself, and caring about what happened to me. And look what that's led to.

I rolled over on my back, my arm pillowing my head, as I waited for Daisuke to arrive. He dropped into my life when I didn't want him to, stopped my plans to take over the Digital World (which I'm glad he did), and became my first friend. He trusted and believed in me before any of the others did. And just by doing that, he gave me the strength to go on, to not let my past swallow me. But then, things changed again.

Stingmon and XVmon jogressed together and we felt the beat of each other's heart. It just cemented what I had already been feeling for him. I love him. I'm in love with him. Daisuke Motomiya had become my angel, my savior, and, as corny as it sounds, my knight in shining armor. He just swept me along with him, getting me to smile, to laugh again. And I love him for it.

The doorbell rings, and I jump off the bed and race to the door. I yank the door open and there he is, grinning madly at me with that open, easy face that I love so much. I pull him through the door, before shutting it behind him. His grin widened and he threw himself into my arms. I bow my head slightly to kiss him, tasting his unique spiciness. It's a good thing my mother is at work. She might faint if she knew what I had planned for today.

He whirls me around and presses me up against the wall. I can feel my hunger for him deepen, becoming insatiable. Making me ravenous for him. That's another reason why I love him so much. I can't stay away from him. And he can't seem to stay away from me, either.

I push us away from the wall, and reluctantly break the kiss. His eyes, unfocused with desire, look up at me, a petulant expression on his face.

"What did you do that for, Ken? I wasn't done yet."

I smile as I get my breath back, "Neither was I. I just thought we'd go somewhere a little more …comfortable."

He grinned again, a slightly predatory one this time. I know what he wants, because I want the same thing. But before I can do anything, he leans his head against my shoulder and looks up at me, his eyes clear and soulful again. "Ai shiteru, Ken-chan."

He's always able to surprise me like that. "I love you, too, Dai-chan. Ai shiteru." And I like these kind of surprises.

And I enjoy giving them to him, too. I take his hand and lead him back into my bedroom. He was a little surprised when I pressed him back onto the bed, but he smiled up at me, and pulled me down with him. I landed next to him, and propped myself up on an elbow to look at him. He was so beautiful. I told him so.

He laughed deprecatingly. "No, I'm not. Good looking, definitely. But not beautiful."

"Yes, you are," I breathed, before I covered his mouth with mine. He sighed as my tongue stroked gently along his. He moaned softly as I kissed him, suddenly wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling me down on top of him. I felt that if I died in his arms, I could be happy for eternity. But there were more pressing things on my mind than dying.

One of his hands had slid down from around my neck, and was trying to open my uniform jacket. He wasn't having much luck, and his tugging was becoming insistent, almost frantic, as he made sounds of alternating pleasure and discontent through the kiss. I laughed softly, breaking the kiss.

"Mmmmmaaarrrrggghhhhh, Ken!"

I obliged him by taking off the jacket, and then pulling him back to me. Daisuke smiled softly, "Much better," he purred into my ear before nibbling on the lobe.

Not one to be outdone, I quickly slipped his vest off him, pulling myself away from him again to do so. His face darkened for an instant, looking for all the world like a thundercloud. To make up for pulling away, I quickly stripped off his shirt, pressing my lips gently against his breastbone. He gasped, shuddering, as I rained butterfly kisses along his chest. I was really going to enjoy today.

His fingers buried themselves in my hair, holding me to his chest. I obliged his wordless command, continuing to lick, suck and nibble his tanned skin. Lazily, I moved over to a nipple, and gently began to prod it with my tongue. Daisuke groaned as I began to suck at the hardening nipple; and his fingers tightened in my hair.

That hurt a little more than I really wanted, so I urged him to let me go. As I sat up, Dai-chan reached out and snagged my uniform shirt, tugging me back towards him. He had this cutely diabolical grin on his face as he started to unbutton the shirt. His fingers moved slowly, making sure to brush my skin in between each button. My body felt like someone had just lit a fire inside. I tensed as he finished with the last button, sitting up and pushing onto my back. He dropped a quick kiss onto my lips, then slowly made his way up to my ear.

"Turnabout is fair play, ne, Ken-chan?" he whispered in my ear.

I knew I was in trouble, as Daisuke nibbled his way across my chest, taking no heed of my pleas to stop so I could attack him too. Finally, after a near-eternity he pulled back, grinning at me. I could tell my face was hot as I panted his name. This wasn't turning out the way I had planned it, but who cared? Right now, I only want one thing. So I tackled him.

Daisuke looked surprised as he sank into my mattress. I straddled him, leaning over him as I held his wrists down. "You're mine," I told him before I kissed him. "I love you, Daisuke." He looks up at me with the most loving expression I have ever seen on his face. "I know, Ken-chan. I love you too." He pauses, uncertain. "Will you…make love to me?"

I released his wrists, sinking slowly on top of him. "Yes," I breathed. "You have no idea how much I want to."

His hands came up to cup my cheeks, "Yes I do, because I know how much I want you." Gently, he pulled my face to his; his lips taking mine in a soul-searing kiss that rocked me to the very core of my soul.

As it ended, he looked up at me again, dark eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "Now, Ken," he whispers huskily. "Don't make me wait any longer."

Waiting is the furthest thing from my mind right now, but I don't want to hurt him. I gently take off his shorts and then my slacks and underwear. Daisuke must have expected this, because he wasn't wearing any. It gave me a burst of desire and longing to know he had been at school all day like that, thinking of me.

We look at each other's bodies, reddening under the other's regard. As I told him before, he's beautiful. His body is muscular and lithe from all the sports he plays, and he's…very happy to see me. But then, so am I. Almost as if our minds our linked, we move into each other's arms at the same time. He's warm and inviting. It's almost like coming home.

We fell onto the bed side by side. Our hands began to roam, exploring the vast territory now open to us. I could feel his body becoming hotter by the second, as if a furnace was being stoked inside him. My hands slid down his sides, coming to rest on his hips for a second. I hissed as he pinched a nipple, before he leaned towards me to suckle on it again.

My hands moved almost of their own accord and reached to grasp Daisuke's rear. I began to knead the firm muscles, causing him to moan deeply. His body hitched towards me, a jerky motion that excited me. I brought my hands around and lightly stroked his thighs, which caused him to shiver and fall away from me, leaving his maleness exposed to me.

With a moan of anticipation, I grasped it tenderly, gently beginning to stroke it. He twitched in my hand, his body tightening. Panting heavily, he watched me, his eyes glazed with desire. Our eyes met, and I saw the wordless plea in them. I smiled, knowing what he wanted, but decided to do torture him a little instead.

Leaning forward, I ran my tongue slowly across the head of his manhood. He shuddered, still trying to hold himself still. I took him into my mouth, running my tongue along it, before I started to suck. Within a few seconds, he was bucking into my mouth, his body going against his wishes. Releasing his shaft, I let him get a few quick, calming breaths in before I returned to what I had been doing, only this time I paid attention to his balls.

"K-ken-chan," he panted. "I need…you…."

I moved to kiss him, turning him to the side as I did. We were close enough to the side of the bed that my arm flailed for, and managed to snag, the package that was waiting. Inside was a lubricant, one that we would need very soon. I'd have to remember to thank Taichi for it later.

Somehow, I managed to get some on my fingers, and I reached to ready him for me. Within a few minutes, he was trying to impale himself on three of my fingers, silently pleading with me to take him.

I pulled him up onto my lap, facing me. I wanted to be able to see his face as we made love. I smeared more of the lubricant onto my shaft before he moved himself over me. Slowly, so deliciously slowly, he slid himself onto me. It was all I could do to not move into him as he settled on my thighs.

He sat for a minute, adjusting, his head resting on my shoulder. His breaths were fast, just short of panting. My hands were sliding slowly up and down his back as I murmured how much I loved him into his ear. His head turned, and I caught the familiar spark of love and life in his eyes as he smiled at me. Moving close, as if to kiss me, he said, "Now, Ken-chan, I need you NOW."

Before I had the chance to move, he wrapped his legs around my hips, and tried to press against me. It was a little awkward until I put my hands under his rear and started to move with him. I kissed him, my mouth claiming his savagely. His tongue warred with mine for control, and his won. His lips left mine; nibbling and nipping my jaw, my nose, my face, even up to my ear.

I moaned deeply, my voice sounding guttural. In response, I moved a hand down between us and started to stroke him again. His groan of desire soon turned to a growl of full-blown pleasure.

Daisuke was moving faster now, his body beginning to glisten with a fine sheen of sweat. His unique spicy scent was magnified, and I buried my face against his neck, almost trying to inhale him.

I shuddered once, knowing my release was close, but trying, desperately, to hold off for Daisuke's sake. I was licking, nibbling, biting at his throat, anything to get him to come with me. I knew I wouldn't last much longer; his body was too sweet a delicacy.

"Ken," he rasped, his voice heavy with pleasure. "If you don't come, I think I'm gonna die."

It was all I needed. With a moan that ended as a shout, I came, my own pleasure shooting through me. I bucked into him, whispering his name over and over again. Within a few seconds, I felt something warm, wet and sticky cover my fist and our stomachs. He was trembling in my arms, holding me as tightly to him as he could. Bringing my hand up, I tasted his essence. The sweetness of it surprised me, and I knew that this would be my favorite "treat" for the rest of my life.

The tension suddenly left his body, and he slumped bonelessly against me. His weight drove me back onto the bed. We landed softly, but the sudden movement caused me to slip out of him. We both cried out at the sudden loss of our connection, making me wrap my arms even tighter around him.

Our bodies were trembling together in unison, shaking from our release. As our shaking eased, Daisuke pushed himself up and leaned forward to kiss me. It was a soft, almost delicate kiss; loving and yet very erotic. He broke it, his eyes twinkling at me. Chuckling softly at my bereft expression, he settled back down with me, his head lying on my shoulder.

He snuggled into me, and I turned and looked into his sparkling coffee eyes. Reaching out, I brushed a finger along his jaw, tracing the profile I loved so much. I took a steadying breath, and again noticed his unique scent, this time overlaid with a slight musk. It was truly intoxicating. I couldn't help but smile at him.

"What?" he murmured sleepily. Our lovemaking had worn him out. That was actually cute, since he was the hyperactivity poster boy.

I leaned close to his ear, giving the ridge a gentle brush with my tongue. He shivered, and I grinned into his ear.

"You're not tired already, are you?" I whispered into his ear. "We've got hours to ourselves yet."

He smiled, one that reminded me of a cat who had just swallowed a canary, and then had been given cream for dessert. "I know, Ken-chan, but I'm just a little drowsy."

I ran my fingers along his chest, barely touching the skin. He shuddered, opening his eyes to look at me. "Tease," he said, grinning.

"I know, and you like it that way, right?"

He nodded solemnly, before closing his eyes again. I racked my brain for a way to keep him awake. And then I had a brainstorm. I remembered someone on a ML talking about how orange juice gives you energy*. She said it worked wonders for her, but I hoped that it wouldn't be like giving straight sugar to a two year old. I might not survive the results.

"Dai-chan," I breathed.

"Hmmmn, Ken-chan?"

"I have a brilliant idea. Let's get some orange juice. It'll wake you up," I replied, grinning. "Besides, I have other things in mind for it. You know how sticky orange juice is when it gets on you."

Daisuke opened his eyes, and I could see a very lecherous expression in them. "Well then, what are we waitin' for, Ken? Let's get that orange juice!"

He hopped up and pulled me, laughing, towards the kitchen. Looks like we're headed for round two.

*A little homage to Kay on the OJ bit. It was the perfect way to end it!