Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ S&M ❯ only 1 chapter... ( One-Shot )

Notes: this story falls within the Another Fate timeline. In that story I hinted at some seriously hardcore sex between Ken and Daisuke figuring that eventually I would write it. Well, here's a smidgen of it. Lemon is hard for me to write because I get embarrassed or some such thing. Hopefully the stories are getting better, and as they say… practice makes perfect. I've been working on some other stuff for a while that'll hopefully be out soon. For now, pointless smut seemed to be in order.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or the show they come from. In the show they would never do the things I'm about to have them do.

Warnings: do you really need to ask? Ken, sex, Daisuke, sex, profanity, sex, and at some point… sex.

S&M

Daisuke rolled over finding a stunning pair of indigo eyes studying him. Possessive fire burned in those eyes. It took a lot of effort not to shiver under the intense scrutiny. The eyes watched him closely. Fighting the urge to beg, Daisuke gave a tiny smile before placing a quick kiss on his bedmate's lips. He tried to pull away, he really tried. But it was so hard when everything he wanted was lying in bed with him taunting him with an unspoken promise of delight.

Shining cinnamon eyes gazed back at indigo. Ken was so gorgeous in the morning- especially when Daisuke had just been dreaming of him. It was surreal, the relationship that existed between them. Yet, Dai loved every moment of it. Ken- his friend, his lover, his Master, his Dom. The thought aroused him. Moving closer to the man in bed with him he lightly trailed his fingers over the pale chest that moved in such a calming rhythm. "Master," he whispered. Looking up into Ken's eyes he bit his lip knowing he was already flushed, knowing Ken could feel his arousal.

"None of that now," Ken quieted his love. "No masters or pets right now. Just us." He placed a gentle kiss on Daisuke's forehead noticing the pout on his angel's face when he pulled back.

"But I like it when you take control."

"I know you do love," he sighed as Daisuke's hand moved from his chest to his hips. Fingers running over his pelvis brushing across the pale tops of his thighs, carefully avoiding the growing heat nearby. Ken swallowed around the saliva that suddenly filled his throat. No matter how many times they had sex it was still amazing. Dai moved skilled hands across his pale skin achieving the desired result. With a snarl Ken snapped up trapping his lover's wrists in his hands and rolling them so that he had Daisuke beneath him. "Is this what you wanted?"

Daisuke groaned as Ken breathed the question in his ear. The wetness of his mouth so near, teasing him. Arching his back he pushed his hips up, bucking against the delicious weight above him. With Ken straddling him he couldn't wrap his legs around his Master's slender waist and it drove him wild. "Please, Ken," he gasped. "Please… I need it… need you…" His words trailed away as he felt a velvet tongue trace gleaming lines across his chest. Teeth nipped at his sensitive skin spiking his desire to have the body above him. The mouth found a hardening nipple and clamped around it.

Ken rolled his eyes upward to watch the reaction on Daisuke's face. Sucking the nub of flesh in his mouth he ran both tongue and teeth over the small circle grinning at the way his angel's face went slack with lust. Biting down firmly, Ken was rewarded with a deep groan. Releasing Daisuke's wrists he let his hands trail down the muscled torso that he was feasting on. He paused to squeeze at his lover's pelvis and scratch at the delicate skin. His mouth left Dai's chest and moved up to his neck. Ken bit down on a prominent vein loving the sounds Daisuke made as his arms flailed helplessly. Soothing over the bite with his tongue Ken kept moving up pausing at the smooth shell of his submissive lover's ear. "What is it that you need so badly? Hmmm?" Teeth nipped at the fleshy lobe. "I'm sure if you beg me nicely I can find some way to accommodate your needs."

Daisuke felt his body throb at the sound of Ken's voice. It rang with dark promise- pregnant with blood and intrigue. "Please, Ken. Please, please… fuck me. Take me. Oh god- please. I need you." Wrapping his arms around the hovering form above him, he thrust against the hardness he felt at his Dom's hips. "Fuck me. Oh god, Ken you have to! Please." Blind with lust he never realized the mistake he made until it was too late.

Ken stopped all ministrations on his lover's body and rolled off the bed. "Wrong, pet. I don't have to do anything." The desperate look Daisuke gave him made him smirk.

"I'm sorry, Master," he breathed. "You're right. But please? Fuck me?" Begging always aroused Ken; Daisuke knew this and decided to use it to his advantage.

Shaking his head slowly, Ken chuckled. "I think you need to be punished first." The idea sent waves of heat through Ken's blood and he could judge Daisuke's excitement by the gleam in his eyes. It was their favorite game. A threat of "punishment" that truly was their greatest source of pleasure. Getting back into bed he lowered himself over the quivering body. "What am I going to do with you? Should I tie you up again?"

Daisuke whimpered. He knew what he wanted but didn't dare ask. He had already made one mistake.

Rocking his hips against Daisuke, Ken ground their erections together and smiled at the gasp he received. "How to punish you…? Hmmm… I think I know what you want." Giving Daisuke's shoulder a swift lick he reached over and pulled open the nightstand drawer shuffling for a minute trying to find what he wanted.

A hissing breath escaped Dai's throat. This was exactly what he wanted. "Oh Ken, please… please…"

A pale hand emerged from the drawer holding a wicked looking knife. "Was this what you wanted?" Ken could hear Daisuke's breathing quicken as he moved the blade to catch the light, flashing in his lover's blazing eyes. The knife had come from a specialty shop and was normally used for rituals. Ken made sure the blade was always sharp for the games he and Daisuke played in bed. Lowering the tip to his lover's heaving chest he traced a slow line down towards his navel. Almost immediately the cut filled with scarlet, blossoming from the wound like a rare flower. Ken smiled at Daisuke's expression- eyes squinted closed, mouth hanging open. Leaning forward he ran his tongue up the red trail his knife had left behind. Pushing the skin farther apart he opened the cut wider, lapping at the treat inside. Licking his lips, Ken gazed up into Daisuke's eyes- they loomed above him, hazy and lustful. Smiling at his writhing angel he leaned in for a kiss.

Their mouths meshed together. With the nature of their relationship there was no battle for dominance in the kiss. Ken sucked at Daisuke's tongue, biting and caressing it with his own. He felt two strong arms wrap around him and smiled against his love's pliant mouth. Gyrating his hips Ken felt his own desire rise. He needed this as much as Daisuke did, but the punishment was not over. Continuing his steady pace, Ken made a few quick slashes across Daisuke's upper arms. Small drops of blood splattered on the white sheets. Dai's mouth broke away in a loud moan.

He was never able to explain it to anyone, but Ken always understood. The need for blood that came whenever he was aroused, the ache for someone to rule over him, dominating his body. "More," Daisuke moaned. "Please… oh god, Ken fuck me! I need you…"

"Patience, Dai," Ken admonished. "You're punishment isn't over yet." He had decided to do things differently this time. Pausing for a brief moment, Ken lazily rolled the knife over in his hands letting the blade trace sharp patterns in the air just above Daisuke's skin. Before the hazy cinnamon eyes could blink there was another quick flash, then scarlet welling up against the marble skin of Ken's chest. He had made it a symbol of mutual need.

Daisuke sat up and pressed his mouth to the cut. The vibration from Ken's groan made him shudder and press against the cut even harder. The metallic taste intoxicated him and made him thirsty for more. Pulling away he looked up into Ken's indigo eyes. They were glowing with pent up desire, exquisite enough that Dai felt a trembling wave of heat wash though his body. When their mouths met again the knife was tossed aside. Hands clutching, nails scraping at one another's skin they ground against each other, their moans becoming louder.

Ken's mouth trailed down Daisuke's chin, down his breastbone… He paused at the small inlet of Daisuke's navel flicking his tongue inside, drinking from him as if he were a cat. The sensation made Dai pant and urge Ken to move lower. At the subtle curves of Daisuke's hips Ken ran his tongue over the ridges of bone and scattered bites across the area. Perfect imprints of Ken's teeth left behind he trailed lower still at long last taking the erection so freely offered to him in his hands. Kissing the blood-swollen tip he heard a sigh as he took the offered flesh into his mouth. Sucking and teasing at the sensitive skin, Ken let his own moans vibrate through the cock in his mouth giving Daisuke greater chills. As he continued he pressed his lover's hips firmly into the mattress preventing any movement. Despite the restriction Dai still tried to thrust his way into the wet source of hot suction. So close to orgasm all he wanted was to let go…

When Ken stopped everything and was suddenly eye to eye with Daisuke, the bronzed man whimpered. However, the wicked smile on Ken's face gave him peace of mind, letting him know that this session of sex would end with total completion. As sick as it seemed, Ken had left him twitching and unfulfilled before. It was a moment of decision, but before Daisuke could do anything he found his arms tied to the headboard and Ken licking his skin again working downward once more to his erection. When he stopped again Daisuke let out a plaintive cry.

"Please! Ken… need you…"

Placing gentle fingers over Daisuke's mouth he hushed the eager man. "I want you too, but you must learn to be patient. Patience is a virtue and will be rewarded accordingly." There was another tiny smile and then Ken was lowering himself onto Daisuke- pulling him inside, riding him. He sat back as far as he could to feel Daisuke reach him deeper than he had ever thought possible. It was an unusual thing about Ken, he never liked to be stretched before sex. Somehow the pain and pleasure of entry only served to increase his lust. Moving up and down in a slow rhythm on Daisuke's cock he moaned with his lover. "Fuck me hard, Dai," he commanded. "As hard as you can." At the first violent thrust he gasped. "You're so fucking deep… oh god… deeper, harder..." He murmured like this for a while eventually leaning down to kiss Daisuke letting their tongues mimic their more intimate actions.

For Daisuke it was amazing. They very rarely had sex like this and it was a wonderful experience. If he could have only gotten his arms free everything would have been perfect. As Ken slammed his hips down the sound of flesh hitting flesh resounded in his ears with a wet slap. Ken was moving so quickly, taking Dai in deeply. "Oh god… Jesus fuck… YES! KEN!!" Daisuke was always vocal. Pushing upwards he tried to sink himself in deeper, tried to split Ken apart. The tightness around him was almost unbearable.

Throwing his head back Ken let out a loud cry. As Daisuke pushed against him, his cock hit Ken's prostate with every thrust. Not merely brushing but caressing… "Harder," Ken moaned. "Please Dai-chan. Harder!" There was only one way to solve that problem. Fumbling blindly with the ties at Daisuke's wrists he let him loose reveling in the feeling of warm hands guiding him in an enthusiastic dance. The pace quickened as they clutched at one another drawing blood. Growing frustrated with being so close but not reaching climax Daisuke held on tightly and rolled them so that he was on top. The position allowed him to thrust into Ken as quickly and deeply as he could. Long, pale legs tangled around the frantically pumping bronze waist. Ken screamed and clawed at Daisuke's back tearing the skin, desperately bucking against every push his angel gave. A sharp whining cry came from his throat as he felt the heat in his groin pull together tightly and explode spreading the wave of orgasm through his body in concentric rings. Ken felt his penis twitch and knew he was coming hard- the sensation was violent. And still, Daisuke kept moving within him making his back arch so far off the bed only his head and heels touched the mattress. As his muscles spasmed around the cock inside him he was dimly aware that Daisuke was groaning his name, voice hoarse from continually crying out. When Ken came Dai felt every piece of the heated tunnel around him contract, squeezing him until he was unable to hold off orgasm any longer. Seconds later, Daisuke came biting down hard on Ken's shoulder as he released inside him.

They remained that way for a while letting their combined hearts slow from the insane pace they had somehow maintained without dying. The shimmering light of climax receding, Daisuke licked at Ken's shoulder cleaning away the blood drawn from his bite. Ken ran his hands over Dai's muscled back smearing crimson drops across the skin. Still riding out the last flickering bits of orgasm they writhed together. When sleep had almost claimed the pair Ken kissed Daisuke deeply distracting him as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed him to the bed.

"For later," he whispered and nipped at Daisuke's ear. He could only shudder in response. Later… it would only get better.

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Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. Hope this worked out. Review if you want, but it isn't necessary. Maybe someday I'll actually get the hang of writing lemons… but I doubt it.