Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Fine Print ❯ Very Close Encounter With The Same Kind ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Fluffylightyaoiboi 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.11.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 634 | Visits: 769 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.11.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 634 | Visits: 769 | Status: Completed
Gee, some people are so pushy. In order to defend my chimpanzees and chipmunks, I’ve been forced to write another chapter. Oh the horror!!! Anywho, for those of you who like Two-Mix, you might want to DL ‘Naked Dance’ so you get the idea of the music, beat, and so you can imagine what the lighting must be like…not to mention why this is such a good song to pick for such a thing. So kick back, relax, and here is chapter 3:
Very Close Encounter With The Same Kind
Daisuke stood outside the Moriguchi Teen Club waiting for Takeru. He fixed his Hawaiian shirt, check his breath, then smacked himself. “Why the hell am I doing that, it’s just TK after all. Besides, it’s not like I’m trying to impress him or anything.”
He waited a few more minutes then went inside as it was chilly. The club was alive with music, dancing, and teens on evident sugar highs. Looking around he noticed Takeru was already sitting at a table. Completely pissed, Daisuke stormed over to the table and blew his top. “Goddamit! I was standing out there for twenty minutes waiting for you. Why didn’t you tell me you’d be inside?!”
Takeru smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “I thought you’d figure it out. Now sit down before you have the whole club looking at us.”
Daisuke made a face and sat down. Takeru looked at him for a few seconds. “Hmm, nice shirt…” he lowered his voice, “I’d like to see what’s under it. Hehehe.”
Daisuke shouted above the music, “I can’t hear you. What did you say?”
Takeru shook his head, “Nothing Dai…nothing at all. What say we dance?”
Daisuke blinked a few times. “Did you say….dance? Well, you see I don’t dance…er…I do…but I don’t…usually.”
Takeru got up, grabbed Daisuke and dragged him to the dance floor. “Well, at least you dance sometimes. Come on and enjoy yourself!” Daisuke, noticing he had no say in this, started to dance. Then the DJ spoke.
“Ok everyone! Here’s a good one that’s sure to make your head spin! Naked Dance by Two-Mix! Oh yeah!” The music started and the lights started to flash giving a strobe effect. Takeru started to do what Daisuke thought was dancing, but the lights confused him, so he just went along with it. It seemed that everyone was getting closer together, especially himself and Takeru. The space between them had to be about half a foot and getting smaller. Suddenly he was rubbing up against Takeru, their faces just inches from each-other. Takeru gave him an questioning look, and that was when Daisuke closed the gap between their lips. They both were suddenly thrown into a dream world where nothing mattered but now. Daisuke moaned into his mates mouth and thought to himself , “This is so good…I want it to last forever…” Takeru suddenly broke their embrace and brushed some hair out of Daisuke’s eyes. “What say we go somewhere else?”
To Be Continued…
Authorial Comments: Gee golly, it’s about time to put the young-uns to bed. NC-17 here we come! Yeehaw! I can’t believe how much fun that was. If this was that fun, the next chapter is gonna be a blast to write. Good thing Dai didn’t wear plaid, eh? Time to speak to the coordinators about the game plan…::puts on a Britney Spears outfit and grabs a Cheeze-wiz grenade:: Review and I shall see you later! ::enters his closet and shuts the door::
Very Close Encounter With The Same Kind
Daisuke stood outside the Moriguchi Teen Club waiting for Takeru. He fixed his Hawaiian shirt, check his breath, then smacked himself. “Why the hell am I doing that, it’s just TK after all. Besides, it’s not like I’m trying to impress him or anything.”
He waited a few more minutes then went inside as it was chilly. The club was alive with music, dancing, and teens on evident sugar highs. Looking around he noticed Takeru was already sitting at a table. Completely pissed, Daisuke stormed over to the table and blew his top. “Goddamit! I was standing out there for twenty minutes waiting for you. Why didn’t you tell me you’d be inside?!”
Takeru smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “I thought you’d figure it out. Now sit down before you have the whole club looking at us.”
Daisuke made a face and sat down. Takeru looked at him for a few seconds. “Hmm, nice shirt…” he lowered his voice, “I’d like to see what’s under it. Hehehe.”
Daisuke shouted above the music, “I can’t hear you. What did you say?”
Takeru shook his head, “Nothing Dai…nothing at all. What say we dance?”
Daisuke blinked a few times. “Did you say….dance? Well, you see I don’t dance…er…I do…but I don’t…usually.”
Takeru got up, grabbed Daisuke and dragged him to the dance floor. “Well, at least you dance sometimes. Come on and enjoy yourself!” Daisuke, noticing he had no say in this, started to dance. Then the DJ spoke.
“Ok everyone! Here’s a good one that’s sure to make your head spin! Naked Dance by Two-Mix! Oh yeah!” The music started and the lights started to flash giving a strobe effect. Takeru started to do what Daisuke thought was dancing, but the lights confused him, so he just went along with it. It seemed that everyone was getting closer together, especially himself and Takeru. The space between them had to be about half a foot and getting smaller. Suddenly he was rubbing up against Takeru, their faces just inches from each-other. Takeru gave him an questioning look, and that was when Daisuke closed the gap between their lips. They both were suddenly thrown into a dream world where nothing mattered but now. Daisuke moaned into his mates mouth and thought to himself , “This is so good…I want it to last forever…” Takeru suddenly broke their embrace and brushed some hair out of Daisuke’s eyes. “What say we go somewhere else?”
To Be Continued…
Authorial Comments: Gee golly, it’s about time to put the young-uns to bed. NC-17 here we come! Yeehaw! I can’t believe how much fun that was. If this was that fun, the next chapter is gonna be a blast to write. Good thing Dai didn’t wear plaid, eh? Time to speak to the coordinators about the game plan…::puts on a Britney Spears outfit and grabs a Cheeze-wiz grenade:: Review and I shall see you later! ::enters his closet and shuts the door::