Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The affair ❯ Biggining of the affair ( Chapter 1 )

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The Affair Part 1
Setting: Yamato's home.
Title: Beginning of the affair
By: Yamimylove

He looked up into the eyes of his first lover while he continued his skillful technique and his cheeks instantly turned shades of crimson because he almost couldn't believe that he was actually going to let Taichi do this to him again after so many years.
"It's okay," Taichi whispered in his ear. "Just let me lead the way. I'll give you what you've been missing for so long… I know what you need."
He was truly nervous about the whole thing, who wouldn't be? He remembered it as if yesterday, though it was actually months ago, that he had spoken to Taichi about the missing element of his love-life. He had married his college sweet heart, Sora, and they lived well for about four years. There was always something missing in their love life though and he knew exactly what it was.

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He had spoken to Taichi about this ordeal and Taichi listened to every word as if analyzing everything.
"What do you think I should do," he had asked Taichi when he had finished explaining everything to him.
"I think that you know very well what's missing. You've had it before… with me and I know you know." He was hoping that Taichi would say something like that. He secretly hoped that maybe they could get together for a while, even if it was just once. Taichi always knew how to satisfy him back in their teenage years. He remembered those nights and mornings very well, the way Taichi would take him and make him scream out his name until his voice became hoarse, until they'd switch and then neither could carry on any longer.

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They were on his bed, the same one he shared with his wife, with Taichi working fervently at stretching him for what was to come later… it felt rather good and even brought back the old feelings that he had missed for so long, of receiving pleasure from a man in this way instead of always having to give it to his wife.

For a moment, he thought about their children, their two boys. He thought of how they looked so much like their parents. One had golden locks like his while the other had red, fiery hair like Sora's. He loved them both the same and protected them whenever he had to, this meant all the time. They were good boys unlike himself when he was at that age, running around the house causing mischief with his mother. He knew that no matter what was to happen between him and Sora, that he would never ever regret having those boys. They were his sunshine and replicas of himself. He loved them dearly, unconditionally.

Why was he even doing this if he knew it would cause so much harm and could even ruin his family? There are something's that have to be done and this was one of them. He needed this, to satisfy his urges that had not been satisfied for so long. The kids? They would appreciate it if their parents were separated (if it ever came to that) than if they argued and fought all day, bringing their innocent children into their pointless war. That was already starting to happen.

Deep down inside, he knew that when his own parents had gotten divorced, that it was for the best. It was more peaceful to live with one parent than to live with two who fought all the time and took it out on their children: yelling, screaming, and at times even cursing him.

But that was what it was all coming down to in his relationship with Sora, fighting over who should make the first move and how much sex they should have. It was pointless since his desires for her had gone… down hill. It came to the point where he didn't argue back with her and almost ignored her when she didn't get in front of his face and scream at him for being so bad in bed. He didn't know it would be so hard for him to live without a man in his life. He had always liked women, but he needed men as well… maybe more.

Why had he broken up with Taichi in the first place? It was simply because Taichi was always ready to commit to him completely, and he was not. Taichi would have married him had he the opportunity to do so. But he needed time to get used to such thoughts. That was too long a wait for Taichi. After that, he ended up with Sora while Taichi ended up going with a guy named Danny. Those two had a good relationship for about three years, but that was broken up as well.

Over the years, the two had gotten over the turn out of their relationship and became good friends again… good friends in the aspect that they could be around each other again without drowning in thoughts of what could have been, so much that he knew he could be intimate again with Taichi without wondering about the old times… too much that is.

He was jerked back to life when Taichi started talking to him again. He stared at him and once again, his cheeks flared up to that same tomato like color. Taichi had removed his fingers and was asking him something, but he almost couldn't concentrate on those words.
"What did you say?"
"I asked you if you were ready. Do you want me to continue?"
"Yes," he whispered.
"You can stop this whenever you want. Just tell me and I'll do as you say." Yamato nodded his head and sighed heavily, closing his eyes. Taichi noticed this and frowned downwards.
"Having second thoughts?" He whispered.
"No. Please just start. I need you to." Taichi nodded his head in approval while Yamato sucked in his breathe and waited impatiently.
"Tell me if it hurts," Taichi whispered before he reached underneath Yamato and spread the cheeks apart once again, closing the gap between them, becoming almost completely immersed in Yamato's tight heat. It took every ounce of control for him to not pound into him like a madman. The feel of the muscle contracting around him combined with the look of complete surprise on Yamato's face was too much for him to bear. He *wanted* so badly to push in deeper and deeper until he couldn't anymore. Instead he kept his control and waited impatiently.

He looked into the face beneath his for some sort of confirmation to go on. Yamato just wiggled around beneath him, hips out of control, trying desperately to accept the obstruction. Taichi remembered instantly of what it was like to be with Yamato in this way: the musk scent of his moist skin, the cries of pleasure.
"Are you okay," he asked. No response was given, only a look of awe that melted into something else. He took that as a sign as well as the fact that Yamato stopped wiggling around beneath him and was more still than before, waiting for more.

He sat upright and held Yamato's legs from behind the knees, pushing them back until they almost touched his chest, practically digging his fingers into them before he pushed himself in deeper and deeper, until he was buried deep inside. He shivered and moaned slightly. The sensations were too incredible.
"Do you like this, Yama," he whispered as he started rocking his hips back and forth, lightly at first. His response was the panting, labored breathing, and the look that filled Yamato's face.
"You do like it."
This time Yamato managed to slightly nod his head, letting out a moan almost like a purr in the process. Taichi smiled at this and continued moving his hips to pleasure them better, accelerating the speed.
"I can give you this anytime you like, you know," he said as he leaned forward so that their breath mingled and he could feel the heat coming forth from Yamato's moist skin. "Your wife can never make you feel how I'm making you feel now… and I know you love it."
Wrapping his arms around Taichi's neck, he brought their chests closer together and started moving his hips along with Taichi's.
"Yama…," he whispered in the crook of Yamato's neck. He knew he was loosing the last bit of his control and willingly let it slip away. It seemed that he couldn't be in enough so he worked harder and faster to reach his goal. He knew he had succeeded when a half moan, half screech escaped the blonde's lips. He continued.

Yamato could do nothing but stay there and let Taichi stroke his insides. It was all he could focus on because it felt too good and drew his attention. He let the pleasure drown him and he closed his eyes to savor each sweet movement better. Both were so lost in the moment that they didn't know what was happening anymore. The ecstasy they shared was the center of their world and neither could pay attention to anything else but the person they were with.
"Too sweet," he managed to moan as he let his hips take over completely, until they were both grinding against each other, furiously. The sexy noises that escaped Yamato's lips, like a scream, like a moan, drove him to finish what he started. He almost couldn't take it any longer and released himself, letting the pleasure overtake him. Yamato gasped as he reached his climax as well.

Taichi felt himself go limp as he nuzzled the neck and kiss the pink lips.
"I like the way you smell," he whispered as he lay next to Yamato while parting himself from the still-firm grip. Yamato didn't know how long they stayed there, but he was slowly regaining his senses.
"Do you want me to leave?" Taichi asked after a while. He had noticed that the one next to him still looked surprise or maybe it was something else. He couldn't tell.
"No… stay with me."
"Does this… mean that you like it?"
"Of course, I did."
"Would you like to do it again sometime?"
There was another long pause. Yamato was thinking, sorting out his feelings. He had enjoyed himself with Taichi, that was for sure. For once in a long time, he felt satisfied after being with someone, like his own pleasures had been fulfilled, finally. He turned to face Tight, lying on his side so that they were eye to eye and propped himself up on an elbow. How could he ever thank him?
"I'd like to do it again… soon," he said. They grinned at each other foolishly, nervously. Taichi reached out for Yamato's hand, rubbing his thumb over the soft, moist palm. He looked at Yamato again and smiled before softly kissing it, savoring the scent.
"Anytime. Just tell me when you need me and I'll come," he said as he ran his fingers through the now messy golden tresses.
"Actions speak louder than words as they like to say." Yamato had moved Taichi 's hand from his hair and was looking at him expectantly.
"… Hmm?" He soon found out exactly what Yamato meant because he quickly rolled him over so that he was on his stomach and Yamato was straddled on top him from behind. He knew exactly what Yamato had in mind.
"I think it's my turn to pleasure you now," he said with a naughty grin.

Little did they know that there was a small pair of azure blue eyes looking at them from the slit in the door, wondering who would dare to make Daddy scream and carry on like that. It had woke him up from his dream about the ninjas. Why had Daddy done nothing to stop it? Why couldn't Daddy push him off? Why did they both look like they were in so much pain and agony, yet they didn't stop and kept on going? Katsuhiro didn't understand what had just happened. The sight of them held him and his heart was pounding in his ears. He had never seen anything like that before. He was so scared yet he still took a closer look to see who the other person was. It was definitely his Daddy's good friend Mr. Yagami stuck underneath his father. He recognized the rather messy hair.

The poor boy stood there for how long, he didn't know. He wanted so badly to go away because he thought he might get into trouble for witnessing such a thing. Was it right for him to be seeing this? He didn't know. He was so lost in thought that he almost didn't realize when the noise had started again.

Later that night…

Hiding behind another door, he watched as Daddy tousled Mr. Yagami's already messy hair and hugged him the way he used to do to Mommy.
"Thank you, I had a great time. I'll call you tomorrow," he said with a kiss to Mr. Yagami's lips that lasted for quite a long time. He had never seen Daddy kiss Mommy for that long and touch Mommy in those ways. He thought for a moment that the two would eat each other's faces off.
"Anytime, Yama, anytime." Mr. Yagami smiled and had waved to Daddy as he went into the elevator while Daddy waved back slightly and had locked the door. He then went back into his own room, only to come back out with his Barney night-light and head his way.
He knew he wouldn't manage to get any sleep at all because he was too scared. He dreadfully wondered if his Daddy had seen him watching what he was doing. He certainly hoped not! He did not want to get into trouble. But he was a curious boy and definitely wanted to know what they were doing.

He quickly covered himself under his blankets and pretended to be asleep. He knew that his Daddy would come in to check up on him and his younger brother. He heard the footsteps coming down the corridor and soon the door was opened and the tall, thin figure of Daddy appeared. He shut his eyes hard so he would not suspect that he was even up. Yamato sat on the bed next to him and covered him up more before giving him another goodnight kiss that he was so accustomed to doing.
"Sleep well…" he whispered. Yamato's weight ascended from the bed and he heard that he was doing the same for his brother. He plugged in and turned on a Barney night-light before he left and shut the door.
"Where were you?" Startled, he looked over to the other bed at his brother.
"What?"
"Where were you?"
"In the bathroom… It's none of your business."
"You were in the bathroom for that long?! What'd you do in there?! You were doing your business, weren't you?" He asked with a curious grin.
"I told you. Mind your business."
"I'm telling Daddy if you don't tell me."
"You can not bribe me!" He surely did not want that to happen. He didn't want to get into trouble. Daddy would know everything as he always seemed to know when he did something wrong.
"You did something bad, didn't you."
"I told you to mind your business."
"Oh, oh! I'm going to call Daddy right now!" He opened his mouth to form a big "O" and he sucked in his breath, hard. He wanted to make sure that Daddy heard his call.
"DA…." His mouth was suddenly smothered with the hand of his brother who had practically jumped on the other bed to silence him.
"Hey, there's no need to tell anything. I'll tell you if you can keep a secret." The boy was so startled he bit his brother's hand and he jumped back at the teeth coming in contact with his flesh. The younger boy started crying.
"WHY'D YOU HAVE TO DO THAT?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! I'M TELLING DADDY!"
All of a sudden, the door burst open and the sight of Daddy in a red robe filled the doorway.
"What's going on in here?" He sat on the bed of his younger son and hugged him.
"What's wrong, Tezuka?" He rubbed the tears away with the cuff of his robe and the younger boy smiled and hugged his Daddy back.
"I had a really bad dream."
"Oh, it's okay. Daddy's here to protect you. Which dream was it? It helps if you know which one."
"The one with the ogre's and the aliens and all the thongs! Daddy, they really scare me!"
"They won't harm you anymore. I'm here, remember that. I'm in the next room to protect you."
He motioned for the boy to lay back down and he covered him, planting a small kiss on his forehead.
"Go back to bed, okay. You'll feel better if you do."
"Thank you, Daddy," he said with his super smile that always lit up a room. Yamato smiled back and left, shutting the door behind him.
"Why didn't you tell?" Katsuhiro asked after he was sure that Daddy was in the other room.
"Because I can tell a secret!… keep a secret. You have to tell me or I'm going to tell Daddy."
"Okay, fine." He thought for a moment, collecting his thoughts about the prier events.
"I saw Daddy with Mr. Yagami." He said in a low raspy voice.
"So."
"So?"
"So, what. I see them together too."
"It was different this time. They were doing… something and it scared me and Daddy kissed him like he used to do to Mommy."
"What?"
"I don't know. They were screaming and carrying on like animals in the other room!"
"Is that what you're so scared about? I'm going back to bed." With that, the other boy went back to sleep as if he had not a care in the world. He didn't understand what his brother was talking about and gave it not another thought as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The older boy thought it was probably good that his brother thought nothing of what he had said. That meant that it could be kept a secret for a long time and he would not get into trouble. With that in mind, he closed his eyes and nodded of to sleep…