Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Something About Mary ❯ Got Mary? ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Follow up to Marydisiac
There's Something About Mary
Got Mary?
Daisuke brings a paper bag up to his nose; it wrinkles cutely in disgust. "I ain't payin' that much for this low-grade shit!" He tosses the bag in the man's face.
"Che! When you need a hit, kid, you'll be begging me!"
"Whatever! There are plenty of other dealers in Tamachi!" He storms out of the alley. "Shit! I can't believe that dick tried to rip me off like that!"
The brunette walks down a couple streets before checking out another alleyway. "Damn, I guess that dealer ain't here today." He turns swiftly to leave. "Ow! Sorry, dude!" Violet eyes. "Digimon Emperor?" He finds himself dragged deeper into the passage and roughly pinned against one of its brick walls. They stare at each other for long moments, the Emperor's eyes hard and cold, but still so beautiful. "You got a hit on you, man?" Blink. "I'm really desperate! Jun stole what was left of my stash for some party and the bastards around here are charging way too much for bad quality crap!" Ken chuckles and pulls out two blunts, slipping one into Daisuke's mouth. The brunette looked confused when Ken put his lighter away after only lighting his own, then the bluenette leaned forward and lit his using his burning blunt.
"Damn this is good."
"Such a naughty Destined. You're just going to smoke with me and not turn me in to your goodie-goodie friends?"
"I don't mix business with pleasure," he presses his lean form against Ken's, purring, "and I'm in pleasure mode." The uniform-clad boy smirks.
"Do you want an encore of last time?" Their lips nearly touch.
"Please, sir," Daisuke smiles, "I want some more." He licks his lips, tempting the bluenette. "I want A LOT more." Ken growls.
"So be it." He captures the goggled boy's lips in a hungry kiss. Mouths mesh, tongues entwine, even teeth battle in parody of a dominance war.
His vest and shorts are quickly shoved off, his shirt left to hang around his arms, effectively trapping them behind his back. The Emperor sucks and bites down the smooth chest, mercilessly teasing the nipples until they're hard and swollen. Daisuke gasps and squirms, his arms tugging restlessly against the material of his shirt. "Em-Emperor..."
Ken smirks and lifts his blunt to his writhing lover's lips, allowing the boy to puff on it as he slips a questing hand into black and red boxers. "Do you want me to, beautiful?" His pale hand moves along the hard length in firm, broad strokes.
"Oh god yes! Fucking yes!" The boxers are tugged down, exposing his hot erection to the cool air.
The Digimon Emperor takes the silky hardness into his mouth, holding Daisuke still as his works the boy to the brink again and again, but never letting him find release. Tears form in the brunette's golden-brown eyes from the mixture of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. "Shit...stop the damn teasin'..." The bluenette chuckles then stands and nibbles on an earlobe.
"Beg me."
"Please Emperor! God fuckin' fuck me `til I'm damn blind!" Ken undoes his pants, releasing his straining dick.
"You want me?"
"YES!" A hand digs itself deep into his spiky hair; pure strength forces him onto his knees. He wastes no time in swallowing his lover deep, savoring the now familiar taste of clover and leather. Ken pulls him away, a trail of saliva following him.
Daisuke's tanned back is pressed to the rough brick wall, his legs wrapped around Ken's waist, the Emperor's strong hands squeezing and supporting his tight ass. "A-ah...ah!" Ken pushes into Daisuke's tight heat, the goggled leader's muscles constricting and pulling at him. He slams in quick and hard. "Ooh YES!" The sound of tearing cloth can be heard as the Destined's arms gain just a little more freedom.
Flesh slapping against flesh, rapid panting, deeps gasps, and passionate cries fill the dark alleyway. "AH!" His penis jerks as he cums, painting his chest and Ken's uniform jacket white. The Emperor pulls out, his seed dripping from his breathless lover.
The tanned boy leans against the wall, warmed from his heated body, panting hard and sweat-covered, his arms still confined, and pants and boxers hanging from one leg. With a handkerchief, Ken gives him a quick clean up. "Dude, sorry about your uniform." The Digimon Emperor simply shrugs and removes the soiled jacket, folding and tucking it into his schoolbag. No one could ever have guessed that he wears a tight, black, full-neck, sleeve-less top under it. "Grrr, yummy," Daisuke comments as he fixes his clothing. "Aw man! My shirt!" The front is torn right through the center halfway down his chest. With a smirk, Ken rips it to his belly button and leaves the ends to flap wide open.
"It looks better this way," he purrs. Daisuke grins.
"Who am I to argue with an Emperor?"
"Ken."
"Huh?"
"My name's Ken." With that he turns to leave. Near the mouth of the alley he stops. "You coming?"
"Wha? Oh yeah!" He swings his vest over one shoulder then rushes to catch up. "Coming...Ken."
They receive mixed stares as they walk down the street. "So uh, where are we going?"
"Your objective was to replenish your stash, correct?"
"Yah."
"Then we're going to my place, I'm a Dealer."
"Cool man! What's your charge?"
"For you?" He runs a hand down the boy's exposed chest as they step into a building, a sexy look in his eyes. "Favors will be fine."
"Alright! I get to have some GOOD shit!" Ken smirks and leaves it at that.
There's Something About Mary
Got Mary?
Daisuke brings a paper bag up to his nose; it wrinkles cutely in disgust. "I ain't payin' that much for this low-grade shit!" He tosses the bag in the man's face.
"Che! When you need a hit, kid, you'll be begging me!"
"Whatever! There are plenty of other dealers in Tamachi!" He storms out of the alley. "Shit! I can't believe that dick tried to rip me off like that!"
The brunette walks down a couple streets before checking out another alleyway. "Damn, I guess that dealer ain't here today." He turns swiftly to leave. "Ow! Sorry, dude!" Violet eyes. "Digimon Emperor?" He finds himself dragged deeper into the passage and roughly pinned against one of its brick walls. They stare at each other for long moments, the Emperor's eyes hard and cold, but still so beautiful. "You got a hit on you, man?" Blink. "I'm really desperate! Jun stole what was left of my stash for some party and the bastards around here are charging way too much for bad quality crap!" Ken chuckles and pulls out two blunts, slipping one into Daisuke's mouth. The brunette looked confused when Ken put his lighter away after only lighting his own, then the bluenette leaned forward and lit his using his burning blunt.
"Damn this is good."
"Such a naughty Destined. You're just going to smoke with me and not turn me in to your goodie-goodie friends?"
"I don't mix business with pleasure," he presses his lean form against Ken's, purring, "and I'm in pleasure mode." The uniform-clad boy smirks.
"Do you want an encore of last time?" Their lips nearly touch.
"Please, sir," Daisuke smiles, "I want some more." He licks his lips, tempting the bluenette. "I want A LOT more." Ken growls.
"So be it." He captures the goggled boy's lips in a hungry kiss. Mouths mesh, tongues entwine, even teeth battle in parody of a dominance war.
His vest and shorts are quickly shoved off, his shirt left to hang around his arms, effectively trapping them behind his back. The Emperor sucks and bites down the smooth chest, mercilessly teasing the nipples until they're hard and swollen. Daisuke gasps and squirms, his arms tugging restlessly against the material of his shirt. "Em-Emperor..."
Ken smirks and lifts his blunt to his writhing lover's lips, allowing the boy to puff on it as he slips a questing hand into black and red boxers. "Do you want me to, beautiful?" His pale hand moves along the hard length in firm, broad strokes.
"Oh god yes! Fucking yes!" The boxers are tugged down, exposing his hot erection to the cool air.
The Digimon Emperor takes the silky hardness into his mouth, holding Daisuke still as his works the boy to the brink again and again, but never letting him find release. Tears form in the brunette's golden-brown eyes from the mixture of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. "Shit...stop the damn teasin'..." The bluenette chuckles then stands and nibbles on an earlobe.
"Beg me."
"Please Emperor! God fuckin' fuck me `til I'm damn blind!" Ken undoes his pants, releasing his straining dick.
"You want me?"
"YES!" A hand digs itself deep into his spiky hair; pure strength forces him onto his knees. He wastes no time in swallowing his lover deep, savoring the now familiar taste of clover and leather. Ken pulls him away, a trail of saliva following him.
Daisuke's tanned back is pressed to the rough brick wall, his legs wrapped around Ken's waist, the Emperor's strong hands squeezing and supporting his tight ass. "A-ah...ah!" Ken pushes into Daisuke's tight heat, the goggled leader's muscles constricting and pulling at him. He slams in quick and hard. "Ooh YES!" The sound of tearing cloth can be heard as the Destined's arms gain just a little more freedom.
Flesh slapping against flesh, rapid panting, deeps gasps, and passionate cries fill the dark alleyway. "AH!" His penis jerks as he cums, painting his chest and Ken's uniform jacket white. The Emperor pulls out, his seed dripping from his breathless lover.
The tanned boy leans against the wall, warmed from his heated body, panting hard and sweat-covered, his arms still confined, and pants and boxers hanging from one leg. With a handkerchief, Ken gives him a quick clean up. "Dude, sorry about your uniform." The Digimon Emperor simply shrugs and removes the soiled jacket, folding and tucking it into his schoolbag. No one could ever have guessed that he wears a tight, black, full-neck, sleeve-less top under it. "Grrr, yummy," Daisuke comments as he fixes his clothing. "Aw man! My shirt!" The front is torn right through the center halfway down his chest. With a smirk, Ken rips it to his belly button and leaves the ends to flap wide open.
"It looks better this way," he purrs. Daisuke grins.
"Who am I to argue with an Emperor?"
"Ken."
"Huh?"
"My name's Ken." With that he turns to leave. Near the mouth of the alley he stops. "You coming?"
"Wha? Oh yeah!" He swings his vest over one shoulder then rushes to catch up. "Coming...Ken."
They receive mixed stares as they walk down the street. "So uh, where are we going?"
"Your objective was to replenish your stash, correct?"
"Yah."
"Then we're going to my place, I'm a Dealer."
"Cool man! What's your charge?"
"For you?" He runs a hand down the boy's exposed chest as they step into a building, a sexy look in his eyes. "Favors will be fine."
"Alright! I get to have some GOOD shit!" Ken smirks and leaves it at that.