Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Somewhere Only We Know ❯ Part II ( Chapter 2 )

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Me: Hello and welcome to chapter 2, or part 2, or the second chunk. Anyways, it's the last part. I decided to break the fic into two parts: the sort-of-naughty part, and the oh-my-gods-are-you-dirty part. Even though it's in two parts, I suppose it's a sort of one-shot (assuming I have the correct definition of a one-shot), but I'm just glad it's complete. The thing I hate most is an unfinished story.
Tommy: *Pops his head in* Yeah, tell that to the people waiting for you to finish those other stories of yours.
Me: *Smacks him with Holy Fan* Quiet, you ass!
Tommy: Hypocrite.
*Smack Smack*
Tommy: OW!! Why do you have to hit me all the time?
Me: I haven't hit you in a long time, remember? I lost the holy fan.
Tommy: *Mumbles* That's `cause I hid it. *Narrows eyes at Me* How did you find it?
Me: What did you say?
Tommy: Nothing.
Me: Then say your line, stupid!
Tommy: *Clears throat* Forewarning: If the first part made you sick, then please don't read on. The author is hereby free of any corruption of your soul or thought-process that may occur.
Me: *Cough Cough*
Tommy: Oh yeah, she doesn't own neither the original story or the characters of Digimon…she's just a sick and twisted freak.
Me: Why is everyone's muse such a pain?
Tommy: *Sticks tongue out at my back*

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Somewhere Only We Know
Part II

“And what about you?” Kouichi asked. “Don't you want to take your pleasure?”

Kouji smiled. “What do you suggest?”

Kouichi smiled back and he reached up his hands to pull Kouji's face down. “I like my dark with a little bit of light in it, too, touto-chan,” he whispered causing Kouji to shiver, and then he kissed Kouji deeply, surprised a bit at the salty taste of himself. It wasn't until a few minutes of slow, hot kissing, that Kouji pulled away to look down at Kouichi.

Kouichi smiled again. “Go ahead and ask it,” he told his brother.

“Could I…I mean, would you mind…er…I want to--”

“Yes,” Kouichi said seriously. He reached up and gave his brother a swift and sweet kiss. “Take your pleasure in me, Kouji.”

Kouji nearly exploded then and there at the hot and sultry tone his brother's voice took. He pressed his groin against his brother's and kissed him again, causing Kouichi to moan with delight. After a moment, Kouji stood up and began to unbutton his pants while slipping off his own shoes. Kouichi watched him all the while, a predatory look in his dark eyes, and the addition of an audience as he stripped completely bare made the usual everyday task one of the most erotic he had ever known.

When he was rid of his remaining clothes, Kouji knelt back down beside his brother, and Kouichi willingly parted his legs for Kouji to kneel between them. Kouji paused before continuing. He had never made love with another person, let alone one of his own sex, and he wasn't sure at all how to proceed.

“Wait,” Kouichi said suddenly. He sat up and crouched down with his head level to Kouji's arousal. Kouji didn't understand at first and was surprised when he felt Kouichi's soft tongue licking at him.

“Hey!” he said, startled. “What are you--”

Kouichi stopped in his administrations. “Just a few more, Kouji,” he told him, before continuing.

After a couple of seconds, Kouichi pulled away from Kouji to stare into his eyes. Kouji looked a his brother for a moment before looking down to his manhood. It was dripping with his own precum and Kouichi's saliva. He looked back up at his brother.

“This way,” Kouichi explained, “it might be easier for you to go in.”

Realization dawned on Kouji. “Oh,” he said. “But then, shouldn't I…”

“What?”

Kouji pushed Kouichi back down onto his back. Kouichi allowed it and then immediately spread his legs once more. However, Kouji didn't make love to him right away. Instead, Kouichi felt the cheeks of his ass being pulled apart and a slight probe from Kouji's tongue. Shocked, Kouichi jerked his hips and Kouji laughed.

“Don't pull away,” he said to his older brother. “I've got to get you slick inside, too.”

“But--” Kouichi didn't finish however, when he felt Kouji's tongue pushing against his opening once more.

It hurt. It felt wonderful. Kouichi both sighed and groaned at the physical sensations. Kouji pushed against him with his tongue a moment, before it was replaced by his finger. Well-lubed with his own spit, Kouji's finger sunk slowly into Kouichi.

This time, Kouichi groaned in pain as the intruder stretched him.

“Kouichi?” Kouji asked uncertainly. “Are you okay?”

“It's okay,” Kouichi gasped. “Keep going.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Kouji hesitated a second more, but then continued to stroke his finger in and out of his brother's tight passage. After a moment, Kouichi seemed to relax and Kouji slid in another finger. Kouichi didn't seem to notice and Kouji added another finger, which caused Kouichi to tense up again as he was stretched even further.

“Don't tense, Kouichi,” Kouji told him. “If you just relax I think you'll feel better.”

Kouichi forced his body to relax, but his eyes remained closed. A thought struck Kouji, and he reached up and began to rub Kouichi's soft flesh.

Finally, the pain began to slip away and was replaced by a steadily growing pleasure. The tips of Kouji's fingers were touching a secret place within him that created static in his mind and reels of pleasure throughout his whole body. His manhood quickly began to grow again, and he slowly began to push back against Kouji's fingers.

Finally certain that his brother was okay, Kouji removed his fingers and rewet the tip of his arousal with his own spit, then he placed it at the opening of Kouichi's firm ass.

Kouichi's eyes immediately flew open to connect with Kouji's. The two twins stared at each other in silence, and then Kouichi lifted his knees, giving Kouji complete access.

Slowly, without breaking eye contact, Kouji began to push inside Kouichi. Kouichi winced as Kouji slowly broke past the barrier of muscle, and he gasped when Kouji was suddenly half-buried within him. Kouji paused a moment before continuing to push into Kouichi's tight, hot passage.

Kouichi's breath came in short pants and he looked eagerly at his brother, who seemed to be in both pleasure and pain, as well. Though he had been stretched somewhat, Kouichi was still extremely tight, so much as to almost make Kouji want to pull out.

With his last burst of sanity, Kouji pushed into Kouichi hard, burying himself completely to the hilt. Kouichi gasped as he felt Kouji fill him completely and he leaned his head backwards at the incredible feeling, breaking the eye contact.

“Kouichi?”

Kouichi looked back into Kouji's dark blue eyes, clouded with lust, and smiled. Kouji took it as a positive sign and he pulled back out of Kouichi and then pushed forward again. Both of them groaned at the thrilling sensation, and Kouji repeated the movement.

After a moment, all of the pain faded away and Kouichi began to move against him. The two of them moved slowly and meaningfully against each other, eyes locked and intense, silent messages flowing between each of them. Ideas and thoughts and wishes. The sensations of being filled and of filling racing around them. The very air warped as their burning feelings soaked out of their pores.

A song filled their minds and they began to lose control as the song burst from their bodies by means of their sighs and moans. Kouji stared down at his brother, who was moving beautifully beneath him. Everything about him screamed sensuality, even the catching of air as he struggled to breathe made Kouji want to burst with pride. He reached up and cradled Kouichi's head in his two hands, at the same time crushing his chest against Kouichi's thighs, catching Kouichi's arousal between their two bellies. Kouichi moaned and wrapped his arms around Kouji's neck.

Kouji looked into Kouichi's eyes, posing the question. Kouichi smiled back, giving the answer.

Then Kouji began to pound into his brother in earnest, wringing sounds of frantic pleasure from Kouichi. He, himself, was uttering deep groans of hot pleasure as he felt Kouichi bucking his slim hips up to meet him, thrust for thrust. His muscles groaned under the intense use, and the blood was pounding through his body, but still he drove himself on listening to Kouichi's cries of delight and he basked in the heady feeling they afforded him.

“Oh gods, Kouichi,” Kouji whispered as he let his mind go, freed to wander in the forbidden lands of lust and pleasure. Never had he imagined such a thing, to feel such bliss, and to give it! To his brother, the one whom he loved above all other people.

Kouichi closed his eyes, stemming the intense wave of pleasure he was engulfed in, before opening them again to look at Kouji. His eyes were closed, but he opened them when he felt Kouichi looking at him. Kouichi stared at the beautiful image of his brother. He loved everything about him: the deep colour of his eyes, the lovely dark locks of hair that were sticking to his forehead with sweat, the soft pink curve of his lips, the subtle jut of his chin, his soft fingertips as he ran them along the sides of Kouichi's waist.

Not being able to control himself, Kouji tilted his head back as he continued to thrust into Kouichi. Great feelings of more than lust welled in Kouichi's heart as he watched his brother's carefully concentrated figure. He could feel himself wearing down to his brother, and the knowledge of being possessed so wholly by the one he loved so much made his heart swell. Leaning his head up, he began to suck on the spot just under Kouji's chin, causing Kouji to whimper and pick up the pace.

When he did that, Kouichi let himself fall back down on the ground and he gave a small shout.

“Fuck,” Kouji ground out, and he stretched further out over Kouichi. “I love you,” he whispered into Kouichi's ear. “I love you.”

Kouichi closed his eyes at the beautiful words which lifted him further to an impossible high, and in return, he lifted his knees further. Kouji sank a little deeper and unerringly hit that spot dead on and did not leave. Kouichi couldn't suppress his scream of pleasure as he suddenly came again, harder than before. White stars drifted in front of his vision, obscuring his brother's face.

Kouji nearly blanked out when he felt Kouichi's body stiffen once more and the vice his manhood was in tightened even more. Giving a hoarse cry, Kouji released the orgasm he had been edging on. For a long time, he could only see black, but he could feel the trembling sensation of Kouichi's body underneath his as they came back down from the place they had risen to.

Kouichi's eyes were closed, but he could feel the hot liquid of Kouji's passion shooting up inside him, planting him with the knowledge that now and ever would he belong to his brother.

“Are you okay?” he heard his younger brother say after a moment, his softening length pulling out of him.

Kouichi laughed weakly. “No, I think you broke me because I can't feel my body.”

Kouji laughed along with him, bouncing on Kouichi's belly. “Oh, and what can you feel?”

“Nothing, except this…air.”

“Air?”

“Sweet air, that I could live on alone for the rest of my life. Every time I breathe I can feel it stirring in my veins.” He paused. “Pleasure, I guess. I feel really good.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Kouichi replied. They were silent for a moment and Kouji rested his forehead on Kouichi's chest, but then Kouichi broke the silence. “Hey, do you think I could do that to you?”

“Please,” Kouji agreed.

Kouichi grinned in delight and leaned down to kiss him, a slow passion burning behind the kiss. Kouji looked at him in surprise.

“Don't worry,” Kouichi said with a soft, sweet smile. “I haven't forgotten that you, too, have always preferred your light with a little bit of dark in it.”

Kouji smirked in response. “You think you can handle me?”

Kouichi grinned and shrugged, then he set quickly to work lighting a fire in Kouji that had never burnt so brightly before.

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Author's Note: If you have reached this point of no return, I would like to thank you again. Please review if you haven't already! Another thing, I have come across two spellings of ototo-san, which means “little brother.” The spelling I use in my text is touto-chan, once again with the -chan suffix and with the honorific `O' dropped. Hope no one minds terribly, and if you do, then I suggest counseling and you may forgive me one day.
Tommy: `Us.'
Me: Oh yes, us…You may forgive us our tribulations.
Tommy: *Bows* And if you don't, bite me.
Me: ^.^;

 

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