Disclaimer/Warning: Since I know “everyone” cares about them, here are the warnings. This story contains sexual material that is unsuitable for those under the age of 18 (or 21 depending on where you live). I do not own Digimon, the people of Toei do. I own my stories and plots though, so think of your own half-baked ideas.
Author’s Note: The following is the sequel to my earlier oneshot story, TLC, which is also a Rika/Renamon story.
Now for what we all came for…
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Beyond the Horizon by Crimson Fox
Winter. A great veil of grey clouds looms over the
city as the occasional snowflake falls to the frozen earth below. The frigid wind whips across the skies as
dawn approaches, the labyrinth of stone and mortar plagued by winter cold. Glowing signs and symbols posted on the
towering skyscrapers shows it is a metropolis of oriental origin,
Normally Rika found cute things repulsive, but she made an exception for her digimon partner, her lover. Yes, the two had crossed a string of boundaries, declaring the affection for the other despite gender or species, neither regretting their decision. In fact, Rika felt genuinely happy, an emotion stolen away from her mother’s divorce among other factors. No longer did Rika feel such cold pain as she shared her feelings with the golden kitsune which she observed breaking out of her own realm of dreams. A yawn escaped her muzzle as she showed off her set of sharp teeth, the fox womon beautiful but deadly when need be. At the moment however, Renamon was at peace as her sapphire eyes fluttered open, reflecting the sunlight cast through the window. “Sleep well?” Rika asked as the vixen became fully conscious.
Hearing her tamer, Renamon turned her body so that she and the red-haired human were facing each other. “Yes and you.”
“Same here, you’re very warm my vixen.” answered Rika as she nuzzled against Renamon’s soft chest fur.
“Why Rika, I do believe you’re being romantic.” chuckled Renamon as she pulled the girl closer, wrapping her furry arm around the teen’s bare backside.
A shiver ran down the girl spine as the soft paw caressed her ass, the mitt feeling her porcelain smooth derriere. “Oooh, that’s nice.” responded Rika before requesting, “Just don’t go spreading that around. I have an image to keep up.”
“Don’t worry it will be our little secret.”
With that Renamon made a daring advance as she licked her furry lips and moved closer to Rika’s own rosy set. No words had to be spoken as their lips moved closer together, fur and smooth skin about to make contact. Pure magic was in the air. It was heaven on earth for the two, wishing the moment could last forever as they swapped saliva on that futon. Rika closed her eyes as she felt that same warmth in her body again, the comfort that Renamon provided intoxicating as she quivered from the ass groping the vixen was giving her. The secure feeling was mutual for Renamon as she allowed herself to drift away in the passion. Faster and faster their love muscles sped, the passionate kiss intense as time seemed to crawl to a halt. Nothing else mattered, each only desiring more of the other. It was Rika who was the first to take it further as she slipped her tongue out, wanting to do the tango with the fox womon’s own pink snake. There were no arguments from Renamon, who accepted the smooth muscle into her muzzle. Her canine-like tongue was there to greet Rika’s invader, twisting itself around and savoring the human’s taster. The aura of warmth about them only grew as they frenched, deeply kissing and wrapping their tongues together. Rika was quickly becoming addicted to flavor of Renamon’s orifice as she explored the moist mouth, lapping her saliva while dancing with Renamon’s great tongue. Both were falling prey to their desires for the other as they pressed their bodies closer together, each feeling the other’s backsides now as Rika returned the favor to Renamon. Renamon’s C-cup breasts were mashed against Rika’s own developing mounds, the racks divided only by Renamon’s chest fur while their lip lock and caresses grew fiery. Both quivered as their tongue became more aggressive, battling for dominance. Rika massaged the soft fur of her partner, admiring the comforting texture as she reached the fox’s tail. (“I wonder.”)
Using her right hand, Rika gently grabbed the base of the fluffy tail, running her hand along the base of the fox’s golden appendage tipped with white. Renamon’s eyes shot open as she moaned for Rika had found one of her most sensitive spots, sending quakes of delight through her spine. (“Gods, she’s good!”), thought Renamon, as she moaned into tongue wrestle, letting Rika know her bliss through her satisfied gasps of breath.
The moment was perfect for the vixen and young woman, but they couldn’t deny their shortness of breath. They broke apart, both the kiss and embrace, breathing in the warm night air as they realized just how passionate they had gotten. Rika’s cheeks were rosy with blush as was Renamon though her fur hid the pinkness quite well. There was even a bit of sweat upon their brows, dripping down their faces as they panted. “That…was…”
“…amazing.” Rika answered for Renamon, her mind reveling in the taste of Renamon that still lingered on her tongue.
However, despite their obvious enjoyment, there was still a want in their bodies, a desire to feel more of their love partner. “Say Renamon, I think I still owe you for yesterday.”
A sly smile formed upon her visage, her pussy beginning to moisten with her prejuices. “Whatever you want, Heartbreaker.”
“Heartbreaker, eh. I think I like it.”
After approving of the pet name, Rika lifted the blue sheets so that Renamon could get into position. While the nude girl kneeled before the vulpine digimon’s crotch, the vixen replied, “I’m glad.”
In order to make it easier for whatever Rika had planned, Renamon spread her appealing thighs to reveal her nether regions, hidden only by fur now. After the tenders the vixen had given her the other day, Rika was only more than happy to do the same for her digimon as she zeroed in on what she thought was Renamon’s wet folds. With the fur though, the redhead found herself instead in front of Renamon’s tail hole. “Rika, what are you…oooh!” moaned the vixen as Rika flicked her tongue across the outer edge of the tender flesh.
A thick, erotic scent filled Rika’s nostrils as she literally kissed her digimon’s ass, sending quakes through the digital fox. The teen could now tell that she had picked the wrong hole as a glistening appeared above. Rika continued however as she saw Renamon delightfully squirm from the licks of her chocolate hole. Not surprised because of Renamon’s usual cleanliness, the redhead found the tight passage quite clean though a thick, exotic scent still lingered which she happily breathed. A gasp was emitted by Renamon as she felt her ring of muscles split apart as Rika’s warm, slick tongue entered her canal. That was only the tip of the iceberg however. Rika’s right hand slowly advanced towards Renamon’s waiting vagina, the love hole wet with anticipation. “Yes Heartbreaker, more, more!” cried Renamon in lust as Rika stroked her pussy lips with her smooth digits.
The double hole pleasure was overwhelming the vixen’s senses as Rika’s tongue fully buried itself within her anus along side the caresses of her outer folds. Moans of rapture left the golden kitsune’s muzzle, her desire growing as Rika started working her fingers into her swollen snatch. Renamon felt her body jerk in pleasure as Rika started with two of her digits, clinched by the fox womon’s cunt walls. The thick scent of sex hung in the bedroom as Rika plunged the twin fingers to their base, shockwaves of bliss circulating through Renamon’s system. “Oh yes, Rika, deeper, harder!” the vixen demanded, the heat in her crotch growing stronger.
Rika did not disappoint. The young woman started pumping her digits in and out of the fox’s warm, slick passage, making the pants of breath and blush under her fur stronger. While thrusting, the redhead was still hard at work on Renamon’s butt hole, swirling her tongue inside the thickly scented passage. Renamon felt as if she was heaven, fully encompassed by the troughs of pleasure her tamer was giving her. One last trick was up the purple eyed girl’s sleeve as she used her left hand to rub Renamon’s most sensitive spot. Caught completely off guard, Renamon grunted and nearly screamed as she drowned in waves of pure rapture. Rubbing the clit was the last straw as the libido in the vixen’s body became deranged, instinct driving the horny fox to hump against her tamer’s fingers. The beat of her digital heart was drumming with reckless abandon, the fire in her belly now a blazing inferno. “Rika, oh Heartbreaker, I think I’m going to…ahhh!”
The triple pleasure was too great for the vixen’s hotbox as she climaxed, cumming all over Rika’s face. Warm, glistening juices were lapped up by Rika, who now removed her tongue and hands from Renamon’s two pleasure holes, the slipping out of fingers and tongue giving Renamon a quick spurt of rhapsody before allowing her to melt into a golden afterglow. Satisfaction was painted all over the vixen’s muzzle as she watched her tamer taste her sex juice. Rika savored the flavor met by her tongue, Renamon’s girlcum having the slight taste of lemon. Using her hand, the redhead was quick to gather all of the addictively sweet and sour essence, guzzling all but a little. “Want some, you taste good.”
Rika’s hand hovered over her lover’s mouth, coated in fox juice. A small laugh was let out by the exhausted digimon as she answered, “Well, I can’t say no that offer.”
Making sure not to cut her tamer’s hand, Renamon suckled on the offered appendage. Small shivers ran down the nude teen’s skin as Renamon slurped all of the nectar. Slowly Renamon removed her mouth as she licked her lips while voicing her opinion of her own sex juices. “Delightful.”
“Yes you are.” admitted Rika as she went back to Renamon’s side, wanting to cuddle with her lover.
With Renamon, Rika felt at ease, breaking down her icy walls just for her digimon. They both wished they could stay like this as Renamon hugged Rika to her furry body with her powerful arms and fluffy tail, while Rika held on to Renamon’s thin, taut body, sinking in the comforting heat. The vulnerable human relished in the security her golden kitsune provided and the vixen reveled in the smooth feel of the human girl’s skin. Unfortunately, this wondrous scene of two lovers was about to come to an abrupt end.
“Rika, I told you a thousand times not to play your music so loud in the morning. I have to work in a few…WHAT THE!?” shrieked Rumiko, model and Rika’s mother.
Her eyes nearly bugged out as she took a step back into the hall. The screams she assumed were from some CD of Rika’s led the concerned parent to the shocking scene of her naked daughter cuddling with her digimon. Disbelief ran through the blond mother’s head as she pondered how in hell this could be happening. On the other hand, fear was plastered over the features of the two lovers, Rika scrambling to cover herself and Renamon with the blue blanket. Rumiko didn’t know what to say but, “Rika, tell me…tell me this is just a misunderstanding. Tell me I’m not seeing what I think I’m seeing here.”
Fear was taking hold of Rika’s beating heart, sweat creeping across her brow, Renamon likewise as she feared what would happen to their relationship. Despite the near impossible odds of making her mother understand after her initial shock, Rika tried to explain the situation. “Mom, listen…I’m…in love with Renamon.”
“But she’s a girl and an animal!” argued the more conservative minded parent, her daughter’s declaration like knives through her heart.
That insult towards her lover was like a slap in the face, inspiring the rage that was now coursing through Rika’s body as Renamon let the redhead say her peace. “She’s not just some animal and so what if I like a girl!”
“Don’t raise that tone of voice at me young lady! Get dressed and both of you meet me in the living room, this conversation is not over!”
With a huff, Rumiko left red in the face, stomping all the way out of the room in fury. Regret was now on the fox’s mind as she tried to apologize to her tamer who was going to her dresser to gather a set of clothes. “Rika, I’m sorry about all this. I shouldn’t have…”
“Don’t lie and don’t feel sorry about this. My mom just needs to take the stick out of her ass and act like an adult.”
After the last minute of conversation it was only natural Rika despised her mother for calling her digimon and lover a mere animal. After searching her dresser drawers for a few moments, Rika found and started dressing in her usual outfit of a white shirt with the heartbreak symbol on the chest and a pair of blue jeans, both concealing her white bra and cotton panties. Steel toed boots and her black belt soon followed as the sun rose to it’s seven o’ clock position in the sky, hidden by a shroud of thick grey clouds hovering over the city. As Rika continued dressing, Renamon wondered how they were going to resolve the issue, the mother’s opinion quite clear. “Heartbreaker…” the golden kitsune sighed as she walked over to her tamer, her fiery red hair now in its usual position and blue D-Power clipped to her belt.
“Guess it’s time to face the music.” Rika said with a hint of worry as Renamon followed quietly.
The air about was tense, almost as if the two were heading for their execution. Down the halls they went, only the sounds of their footsteps to break the painful silence as the sitting room lay ahead. There on the seat before them sat Rumiko as they emerged into the well furnished room, burgundy sofas, finely polished oak tables, and painting of every color spectra basking under the faint, natural light poking through the windows. Rumiko looked on as her daughter and her girlfriend entered and took a seat together on the couch across from her own seat. (“Where did I go wrong?”), the blond asked herself as an unsettling silence was exchanged between the three.
A full palette of emotions afflicted the parent, anger, sadness, confusion, and fear spreading their painful influence over her. Finally, with a tear in her eye, Rumiko disheartened more than anything asked, “Why Rika, why?”
“Because she means the world to me, why can’t you understand that?” the red-haired tamer answered in question.
Those words cut at the mother’s body, painfully biting like a cruel nightmare of the highest caliber. “Well, I forbid it!”
Renamon was starting to have enough of the blond woman’s stubbornness, the vixen deciding to throw in her two cents. “I admit I still don’t understand all of the customs on Earth, but I do know one thing.” Renamon began as she held Rika’s shoulder, “I love Rika and that won’t change. I have always tried to make her happy and keep her safe. I’m only sorry you can’t understand.”
“Renamon…” Rika uttered as she admired how her digimon was defending their relationship.
The model was clinching her fist as the fox’s speech sunk in, making her despise the digimon and her beliefs. “Quiet! I’m her mother and I know what’s best for her!”
Rumiko would have continued ranting if a click of the front door lock had not rang out. From the cold emerged a woman dressed in a heavy red coat, a smile upon her elderly features until she saw the gathering before her and the distress and fury in her daughter’s eyes. “Rumiko, why the scowl?” the grandmother asked before she saw Rika and Renamon opposite of her daughter, “Have you girls been getting into trouble?”
Apparently the patriarch had returned from her shopping trip early as she stumbled upon the current standoff, which Rumiko “elegantly” explained as, “You want to know what this is all about?! Your granddaughter had become a lesbian and with that…that fox!”
Needless to say this shocked the elder, but unlike her daughter, she had a cooler head and maturity. “Is this true?”
Even Rika was starting to feel the pressure as her mother continued her barrage. The teen could only hope that her grandmother could at least show a sign of understanding. “Grandma…I am and I do love Renamon.”
The dusty brown haired woman nodded her head, merely replying, “I see.”
“Is that all you have to say is “I see”? Your daughter is in love with that animal!” spat Rumiko, in disbelief her mother did not show the same distaste or anger.
Her words were ignored as the patriarch wanted to hear to full extent of this relationship. “Tell me dear…” began the patriarch as she turned to Renamon, “…is it true you love my daughter?”
“With all my heart. I apologize if that upsets either of you.” Renamon tightened her grip on Rika’s shoulder, trying to comfort her from the clear opposition Rumiko was posing.
Such words however were useless to a closed mind as the parent snapped, “You be quiet! I forbid it! I won’t have my Rika be a lesbian!”
The elder had enough of her daughter’s outbursts and rants though. Despite her precautions about such a relationship, what angered her more was Rumiko’s treatment of her granddaughter and digimon, the blond acting as if they were committing the most devious of crimes. “Rumiko, you’re the one who should be quiet! It’s true this is a little unsettling to me, but this is your daughter’s choice. If they love each other than you have no right to interfere.”
Despite the patriarch’s opinion, Rumiko wouldn’t hear of it, her swelling rage aimed for her mother. “She’s my daughter and as long as she lives under this house she will obey me!”
“You just don’t understand me at all!” Rika shouted as she arose from the couch, not wanting to hear another word from her mother.
Tears were in her eyes as she ran to grab her denim jacket and leave her home, opening the door to the icy threshold outside. “Get back here, Rika Nonaka!” commanded Rumiko as she tried to stop her daughter, but her high heels made that task impossible.
She watched with a teary eye of her own as her daughter left, sadness breaking free for a moment before the blond turned to the golden kitsune and huffed, “This is your fault! If anything happens to my little Rika, it will be on your head!”
Needing to blow off some steam, the model left the living room leaving the elder and Renamon alone. Renamon turned to the wide open door and prepared to chase after Rika, to try and convince her to talk things out with her mother, but a hand on her shoulder held her back. The grandmother had an idea what was going on in her granddaughter’s mind as she explained, “Let her go. Rika will return when she’s ready. She needs some time alone, trust me.”
“I’m worried about her though. I know there would be some issues with our relationship, but I didn’t think it would turn out this badly. My Heartbreaker, Rika.” Renamon’s sapphire eyes were growing soft and watery, the fox womon stifling the tears inspired by her heartache.
“Renamon, you really care for my daughter, don’t you? It’s nice to know she has someone like you. I wasn’t sure if she’d ever be happy after the divorce.”
The vixen nodded her head, knowing full well that it had been some time since her father had been seen. “I know how hurt Rika felt, how cold that had made her. But I always believed there was something more to her deep inside and that I could bring it out so that she could trust again and let herself be happy. Now though…”
“Rumiko, I know. She may be stubborn, but in the end she only wants Rika to be happy. Don’t fret dear, she’ll come around. In the meantime, I’ll make us some tea while we wait for Rika to come home.” the brown haired grandmother suggested, her open minded beliefs and wisdom allowing her to take this predicament with a calmer demeanor.
“Thank you. (I just hope you’re right.)”
Renamon was concerned for Rika, but trusted the elder and her intuition. The vixen only wished things would work out as they entered the kitchen.
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Rika
Nonaka, alone and freezing walked down the streets of
She wandered for what seemed like hours, her skin growing white from numbness. The redhead shouldn’t have been out after recovering from her sickness so soon, but where could she turn? If she returned home her mother would only bog her down with her closed minded opinions and she couldn’t burden her friends. “If she doesn’t understand, how could they?” she asked herself as another wind sliced through her clothes, making the shivering teen a little desperate for warmth.
“Poor little Rika, are you cold?” a voice whispered, bitter as the winter weather.
A gasp was let out by the tamer as she searched about, looking for the source of the speaker only to find nothing. “Just my head playing games.”
“Oh is it?” the mysterious voice asked, the words as swift and silent as the wind.
Fear was starting to fill the girl’s heart as she remembered a scenario like this not too long ago. “Who’s there?”
“Guess…” the voice beckoned, evil painted in the background of his speech.
Rika’s purple eyes opened wide as her heart drummed with anxiousness, her breathing becoming deep. “No, you’re dead. You were deleted.”
“Hahaha, foolish girl. I won’t be denied that easily.” declared the voice, clearly belonging to some sort of demon or monster.
The redhead consented to run at this point, almost certain of who it was that was after her. Her efforts to escape would prove fruitless however as the claws of some creature phased into existence for just a moment, long enough to grab Rika and drag her to wherever his true self dwelled. With one last breath before being captured the innocent girl shrieked, “Renamon!!!”
Her
words were unheard by the desolate street, not a soul on the cement path. However, somewhere in
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“Rika!” gasped Renamon as she finished her green tea; something in her heart telling her not all was well.
A quizzical look passed over the elder as she poured herself another cup of the warm mixture. “What is it dear?”
“Something’s wrong, I feel it. I think Rika’s in trouble.”
The grandfather clock in the next room over chimed one o’ clock as the patriarch asked, “Are you sure?”
Renamon arose from her seat at the kitchen table, knowing that she had to find her tamer and cure the distress in her soul. “Yes, I’m going. Thank you for the tea.”
The grandmother understood, knowing the fox was following her heart more than anything. “You’re welcome dear. And Renamon…” she began as the golden kitsune started for the door. “…call me grandma. As far as I’m concerned you’re part of this family.”
“Thank you grandma.” Renamon answered with a smile on her furry lips before heading out the door to leave.
She turned the chill, metal doorknob, ready to find Rika using her heighten scenes. Snow was starting to fall at the quicker pace, starting to pile onto yesterday’s remains upon the permafrost. However, amidst the white, Renamon could see a note left on the ground written in ominous crimson lettering. Picking it up as though it was meant for her, the kitsune quickly read the message, each sentence filling her with a greater sense of dread. “I’m coming Heartbreaker.” the digital vixen declared as she dropped the note and teleported away with her powers, leaving the front door.
Meanwhile, the elder had finished her second cup, assuming Renamon had left to make sure Rika was not cold. It was after she felt a draft that she figured Renamon had left the door open. “I swear, kids today are always in a rush.” the grandmother chortled as she went to close the neglected entrance.
It was then she as well noticed the discarded note Renamon had earlier after the door was shut. The elder was thankful her back had not been terribly weakened by old age as she bent down and read the letter, her expression matching Renamon’s as she read the bloody red text aloud.
Dear Renamon,
Oh, how I’ve awaited this day, this day of sweet revenge. How could I forget how you and your meddling friends destroyed my body and left me to wander in limbo, forced to go into hiding. The pain you peons dealt me those months ago is still fresh on my mind as I lay here in the shadows. But no longer will I hide for I am reborn anew and now your precious tamer, Rika, is mine yet again. As I speak she screams and whimpers before my might, helpless like the rest of those pathetic mortals that dwell on this planet. She should have been grateful for my offer to become her digimon, but she refused, such a foolish child. But that only serves to make my vengeance all the sweeter as I feast on her blood and use the remainder to write this message to you. Renamon, we still have a score to settle for I won’t rest until your data is mine. Therefore, I propose a challenge, a contest to decide everything once and for all. Come to where we first fought by sunset and bring no one. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee poor Rika’s safety.
-Myotismon
The grandparent was unsure of the history behind this kidnapper’s words, but she now knew Renamon’s fears were not unfounded. “Rumiko, you need to get in here now!”
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“Ah, so my prisoner had finally arisen.” a cold voice said from the corner, only his piercing blue eyes visible through the dim candles.
“IceDevimon, you creep! Let me go or you’ll be sorry!” Rika shouted, figuring her captor was the villain in the past, mysteriously restored.
A chuckle rang out from the corner as the figure emerged, clearly not the same white ice demon, IceDevimon. It was this champion virus who had taken Rika in the past for his plot to become her digimon, a plot that had failed ultimately in the end. The cackling digimon seemed to have some connection to that digimon as he chortled, “I see you haven’t changed. Unfortunately for you, I have.”
It was then Rika could clearly see her captor, the muscular blond vampire, the sun deprived virus, and the blue coated lord of nightmares, “Myotismon!”
A sinister grin formed across the ultimate level digimon’s lips, delighted at the signs of fear on the teen’s innocent face. “Ah, it appears I’m more popular than I thought. Now I’m sure you’re curious as to how I returned and transgressed from that pitiful old form.”
“Like I have a choice.” Rika tried to maintain a tough front, but the thought of being imprisoned by digital demon that could crush her in an instant did not leave a reassuring taste in her mouth.
Myotismon, boastful and proud of his sinful acts, was only more than happy to tell his prisoner of his nefarious deeds. “Excellent. Ah, where to start? Well, when that accursed lizard, Guilmon, destroyed my body, he neglected to destroy my head and a small cloud of data remained after he had absorbed the rest. Surely I would have been nothing if fate had not dealt me a fortunate hand at the last moment. A worker for this abandoned building when it was still operation, a poor wretch of a human discovered my presence, whom I offered a deal. If he were to house my data, I would in return give him the strength to achieve greater wealth and power. And sure enough I did as long as it was convenient for me. I then used my restored strength to rebuild myself, stronger than ever before thanks to the darkness I was able to feed on in that man’s heart. Hahaha, humans such dark and twisted creatures, they try to hide in the guise that they are good and live off of the light only in the end to succumb to evil. Now that vessel serves me, a slave to me and the darkness.”
“You sure love to hear yourself talk.” Rika said, interrupting the vampire, not falling for his crooked philosophies for a moment.
“Ah, fiery and defiant, lovely. I wonder if that pathetic excuse for a digimon will have the same spirit.”
Rika nearly jumped from her bound position on the floor upon hearing this. “Renamon, where is she?!”
“Oh, she’ll be here, in fact the main event should begin shortly. A duel between me and her, where she will receive the most painful of deaths and you’ll watch as I absorb every last bit of her data. And I’ll be there to savor every ounce of suffering you endure for what you and your friends did to me. Unless of course, she doesn’t care for you and leaves you to die alone by my hand like a coward.”
“She won’t do that, I know she’ll come for me!” the redhead declared, denying the vampire’s suggestion.
A cruel laughter was released by the red masked digimon, his full set of sharp fangs showing as he answered, “Do you honestly believe that and even if she does come, what hope does she have of defeating me, a mighty ultimate versus a low life rookie. She will perish!”
Despite the fear Rika had and the bleakness of these dark times, she still believed in one hope, the hope that Renamon would be there for her and save her from this horrific nightmare, reborn from the ashes of defeat. “Myotismon, Renamon will come and no matter what you say you can’t change that.”
“Believe what you will, but one thing is certain, you are doomed Rika Nonaka! Your death will come painfully slow, after you beg and beg for the end, after every fiber of your being screams in agony. But why spoil the ending? In the meantime why don’t I introduce my special guest who made all this possible.”
“Oh, this ought to be good.” Rika replied sarcastically, trying to deny the unsettling feeling in the pit of her stomach from the vampire’s very real threat.
“It better, it was only through him I was able to find you again and learn a few other things. Meet my mind slave.”
Myotismon stepped out of the way, his long red cape making a swooping noise as he turned to reveal a red haired man in his late thirties. Rika’s eyes became wide purple saucers as she fully recognized Myotismon’s victim and enthralled servant. “It can’t be…”
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Outside the storm was growing worse, snow ferociously pummeling the oriental metropolis. Though the thick clouds hid it, the hour was growing towards sunset as a figure could be seen running across the white abyss, unhindered by the near unbearable weather. However, Renamon was willing to endure anything to save her love and soul mate as she advanced through the deserted streets. The fox womon strained her sapphire eyes as she focused on her target, thankful that her enhanced senses allowed her to see through the blizzard. In the distance Renamon’s goal could be seen, an office complex, abandoned for some time now. The grey mortar walls of the old building and its dirty windows were sheeted with ice as Renamon approached the main entrance. She had intended to do a sneak attack, find Rika and get out, but Myotismon appeared to already be a step ahead.
Much like he had done earlier, his voice rang out from the bitter winds, some trick based from his digital powers. “Ah, I was hoping you’d show up and you’re early too, excellent. Please follow my mind servant at the door to the arena and don’t try to pull any tricks. Lest poor Rika might experience some discomfort.”
Renamon was left with a maniacal laughter from the vampire as she rushed even faster to the main entrance to the forgotten place of business. There waiting within the old glass doors was a tall man with red hair, dressed rather haphazardly in a blue suit and a dull look in his eyes. The vixen knew she was trapped, but it was the only way she knew Rika would be safe. Opening the door, Renamon saw the mind slave begin to move in a mechanical like fashion, towards the elevator in the back. (“This is it. I can’t fail, even if it is one as strong as Myotismon. Rika, I promise I’ll save you, no matter what.”)
The clean shaven, red-haired servant pressed a button on the long unused control panel, likely working only due to Myotismon’s influence. A small ring echoed through the dimly lit lobby, only a few fluorescent lights on to reveal the dusty front desk and damaged furniture. Renamon anxiously waited as the roar of the elevator approached from above. Less than a minute later the door opened, beckoning the vulpine digimon as she followed the entranced man into the elevator car. Tension was growing by the second as Renamon listened to the roar of the old elevator ascend to the nineteenth floor, just one below the roof. Another ring signified their arrival as the red-haired servant led the vixen to the single door outside of the elevator, leading to the very place where she and IceDevimon had fought in the past. Not waiting for the servant, Renamon threw the door open to the wide open room, unadorned and empty except for some dim florescent lights embedded in the high ceiling. “Show yourself!”
“As you wish.” Myotismon answered as the shadows seemed to shift, bringing him into view as well as another, tied in ropes and gagged with a handkerchief.
As the red-haired girl struggled, Renamon could see who the prisoner was in the darkness using her night vision. “Rika!”
Rika looked up from her position on the floor and tired to call out to Renamon, her words muffled by the gag used by Myotismon. Speaking of which, the vampire strolled to the center of the utility room with a malicious glint in his eye. “So I assume you’ve accepted my challenge.”
“Just let Rika go.” Renamon commanded, willing to put her life on the line to secure Rika’s.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to defeat me to save her. But let’s not fool ourselves, you’re no match for me and never will be. Especially when I have this.”
Myotismon then produced from one of the pockets of his blue overcoat, Rika’s digivice, clutched in his gloved, dead white hand before returning it to his coat. Renamon had already figured from the start the vampire wasn’t going to let her digivolve, so as to remove any possibly of retaliation. The only thing she had on her side now was her cause for fighting now, to rescue Rika from the virus’s grasp. “I’ll still defeat you and save her.”
“Oh really, well let’s see what you think after this, GRIZZLY WING!!!”
At once, a barrage of bat minions was unleashed from Myotismon’s hands, aimed for Renamon for the sole purpose of annihilating the vixen into digital dust. Swiftly his attack ran down the room, the bats in a blood lust as they targeted Renamon with their soulless red eyes. The vulpine digimon was prepared however as she teleported out of the way and bounded behind Myotismon for a sneak attack. “DIAMOND STO…ahhh!” Renamon screamed as Myotismon quickly backhanded her, fully aware of the golden kitsune’s sly power as he interrupted her counterattack.
Renamon groaned as she hit the floor, ten feet away from Rika as she struggled to rise and face the vampire lord again, the one attack from superior leveled digimon leaving her side in pain. In the meantime, the ultimate level virus cackled as he saw how he had outwitted his opponent. “Had I have been IceDevimon that might have worked, but not against me. Now perish, CRIMSON LIGHTNING!!!”
Twin beams of dark red energy radiated from the vampires palms before firing towards the vixen, the columns of pure hatred sure to delete any ordinary digimon. Renamon was not going to give up that easily however as she leapt from her position on the floor and closed in for an attack on Myotismon. “POWER PAW!!!”
With a clinch of her fist, Renamon delivered a strong right hook, empowered by the special energy of her attack. Not expecting Renamon to arise so quickly, Myotismon was caught off guard as he was nailed across the jaw and stumbled back a few feet. Rage was beginning to burn in his ice blue eyes as a drip of crimson liquid flowed down from his lips, Renamon had drawn first blood. The determined rookie took a defensive stance as Myotismon looked at the vixen with contempt. “Fool! That was mere luck! NIGHTMARE CLAW!!!”
The undead virus had enough of this game, one hit alone being enough to encourage his urges to kill and murder. With great speed, he rushed towards Renamon with a red glowing hand, the claws emerging from the glove shining like a set of polished knives. Renamon looked on as she prepared to make her move as she maintained the defensive formation. (“Okay, I have only one chance. I have to make it count.”)
With a furious yell, Myotismon raised his glowing claws and prepared to strike, ready to take the life of the digital nuisance before him. He stared daggers at his opponent as he began to lower his claw until Renamon made her own attack. In Myotismon’s rage, Renamon was able to make a swift attack, a low kick straight to the vampire’s groin. “AHHH FUCK YOU TO BLOODY HELL YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!” screeched the ultimate as he fell in his tracks, the super powered villain having one true weakness like any mon.
The vampire held his aching nether regions in pain, his jewels sending shockwaves of unimaginable pain throughout his system. Renamon knew this was her chance to turn the table as she pick pocketed the obviously distracted viral lord, stealing back Rika’s blue D-Power. “I admit that was dishonorable, but I will do whatever it takes to stop you.”
At once, Renamon went over to Rika and ripped away the ropes binding her and removing the gag, freeing her tamer from the restraints. Rika had a shine in her eyes as she slowly arose from the floor as she looked to her savior, “Renamon…”
The girl stumbled a little as she felt the blood loss still tax at her energy, but relief washed over her body as she felt Renamon support her and hand her the digivice. “Rika, what did he do to you?”
“He bit me, but its nothing.”
“Yes it will be nothing once I finish with you!”
Rising from the cement floor after dealing with a kick to the nut sack, Myotismon was clearly one thing, pissed off. Vengeance consumed the virus, who was now on his feet with a berserk nature in every fiber of his being. The vampire had only one goal, one objective on his mind, to kill the two ladies. Rika was not worried however as she held her D-Power in her hand. “Oh really. Ready Renamon.”
“Whenever you are.” replied Renamon with equal confidence.
The undead digimon charged with unbridled hate, wishing nothing more than to destroy the two lives ahead of him. He would have to take a rain check on that. Rika held out her D-Power which was now glowing with a powerful light, piercing through the darkness of the room and overwhelming the dim light of the overhead fluorescent bulbs. Renamon’s body was glowing as well as she felt the power of digivolution flow through her veins as Rika’s mind, body, and soul merged with her own. “RENAMON BIOMERGE TO……SAKUYAMON!!!”
Myotismon hissed as his sun deprived body was burned by the holy light created by the fusion of the two women, working together to form one powerful entity. A radiant light glowed from her body as Renamon’s data was reconfigured into Sakuyamon, who was ready to finish the battle. The gorgeous mega digimon had the appearance a mighty sorceress, cloaked in a black skintight costume adorned with gold armor and a matching kitsune mask over an alluring humanlike face. Long white hair ran down her back in the shape of twin fox tails as she prepared her mystic staff in her purple gauntlet. “Vile creature! You shall pay for your sins!”
The evil virus could care less in his fury as he tried to destroy the fusion digimon. “Fools, I will delete you no matter who you are you! GRIZZLY WING!!!”
A wave of digital bats formed from his hands, directed towards the fox priestess. The mega only laughed at him in a mixture of Rika’s and Renamon’s voices, the ultimate no longer a threat. She twirled her staff and a circular pattern and deflected his entire attack before making her counterattack. “DRAGON HELIX!!!”
Three dragons composed of holy energy were flung from the staff head, their target being the vampire. There was no escape for the undead monster as he was thrown to the floor in pure agony, his end near from the mega level attack. Parts of his body began to become unstable to the point of near deletion as he begged for his life. “Please, Rika reconsider. You could do so much better. The darkness suits you.”
“You’re wrong, I have everything I need right here. TALISMAN SPHERE!!!”
Sakuyamon was not going to give Myotismon any mercy for what he had done as her staff fired a ball of pure spiritual energy towards the defeated ultimate. The result was immediate. With nothing to protect him, the vampire lord was wiped from existence after a shrill shriek, his data blown into absolute oblivion once and for all. No longer under the influence of Myotismon, the oppressive darkness of the complex was now fading as Sakuyamon defused in another brilliant flash. Now Rika and Renamon stood victorious as peace returned, both sharing in a small smile with the threat now gone.
“Ahhh, ahhh, demons, demons and monsters!” a voice cried from the entrance of the room, the red-haired mind servant now freed from Myotismon’s grip as he dashed out of the room out of fear of being controlled again.
“Right, I forgot about him.” uttered Rika with a certain sadness in the words as she and Renamon watched the mystery man rush for the exit.
A curious look passed over Renamon, as she wondered about the odd carrot top that had been forced to work for Myotismon. “Heartbreaker, do you know him?”
“Yes…he…he is my father.”
“Your father?! Well let’s go after him, we can still stop him before…”
But before Renamon could finish, Rika shook her head as she interrupted. “No! I won’t talk to him until he has the balls to talk to me of his own free will.”
“Heartbreaker, I’m sorry.” Renamon continued to support the still shaky Rika, though the girl was now feeling a little stronger thanks to the effects of the fusion.
As she clung to Renamon’s arm, Rika didn’t regret her distaste for her father, the man who had abandoned his family long ago. “Don’t be sorry about that, its ancient history. Besides I should be saying sorry to you, if I hadn’t run away this all might not have happened. But still, where could I go, where could we go? My mother is still as stubborn as hell on this whole mess.”
“Rika, your grandmother told me a few things, but the most important was that your mother just wants you to be happy. I know it’s difficult after what’s happened, but I’m sure they’re both worried. Please come home, Heartbreaker. Grandma is still on your side and you know I’ll always be there for you, don’t be scared.”
“Renamon…” Rika started as she looked the vixen straight in the eye, looking into her cool sapphire eyes, “…let’s go home.”
The vulpine digimon understood as she nodded her head and used her powers to teleport herself and Rika all the way back to the Nonaka household.
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“Oh mom, what have I done?!” cried Rumiko as sat next to the patriarch of the household on the burgundy couch.
It had been hours since Rika had been seen and with the threatening letter Renamon had received, the mother couldn’t help but weep for her daughter. The police had been notified and the parents of her friends had been called, but none had seen any trace of Rika. Only now, under the fear for her daughter’s safety was the mother’s tears brought forward, her only true wish was that her daughter would return. To her right was Rika’s grandmother, concern in her eyes too though she had a little hope after talking to Renamon and knowing how she had always been there to protect Rika in the past. She held her daughter’s shoulder as she tried to console the blond. “Rumiko, it’s okay, it’s okay.”
“But don’t you see, it’s my fault. I drove my daughter away. I practically called her a monster and now she’s been kidnapped. I’m terrible!”
“Rika will return, just have some faith in Renamon, dear. Whether you want to want to admit it or not, she just wants to keep your daughter safe.”
Rumiko didn’t answer as she cried into her mother’s shoulder, just wishing things could have gone differently, she wished for a second chance. “I just want my little girl back.”
As if to answer her prayers, Rika and Renamon phased into the room that very moment, returning from their fight against Myotismon. Rumiko didn’t even waste a second as she saw her daughter in one piece. “My baby, my precious baby! You’re safe!” the jubilant parent shouted as she burst from the couch and gave her daughter a tight hug.
Rika was not as joyful however as she was still hurt by her mother’s less than admirable words earlier that day. “What do you care?”
Tears were beginning to roll down the mother’s cheeks, her soul filled with sorrow. “Rika, please forgive me. I shouldn’t have treated you so hard.”
“If
you’re sorry then you thank the one who saved
It was then Rumiko noticed that her child’s lover was in the room next to her, her eyes softening in the presence of the tender moment. What was once spite and anger towards the digimon was now gratitude as the blond said, “Thank you for protecting my Rika.”
“And?” continued Rika, wanting to her more than just that from her mother.
The modeling mother knew her daughter was right, remembering what had been said. “And I’m sorry I called you an animal.”
Rika still wasn’t quite satisfied as she remained in her mother’s arms. “And?”
However, Renamon was satiated enough as she told her tamer, “Heartbreaker, that’s enough. I can see she’s sorry about earlier.”
“Alright, I’ll let her off the hook.” Rika joked as she broke out her mother’s near bear hug and joined Renamon.
They both took a seat together on the second burgundy sofa as the redhead was still a little exhausted due to the blood Myotismon had drained from her neck. The two ladies were looking at each other longingly, both wishing they could kiss right there after all that had happened, but with Rika’s family watching they just relaxed. Rumiko was not done however, something still weighted on her mind after that emotional moment. “You know I still don’t approve of your relationship…”
“Rumiko, leave the two alone, just let it go.” the patriarch commanded, sickened by the fact that her daughter would hound her granddaughter right after her rescue.
The blond seemed to ignore this as she continued the rest of her speech, almost with a sense of regret. “…but I guess I can try and adjust.”
“Mom…thank you.” A small smile was planted across Rika’s lips as she felt at least the first signs of acceptance from her mother.
Upon seeing her daughter’s expression of happiness, Rumiko couldn’t help but feel that she had made the right choice to try to accept Rika’s sexual orientation. The brown haired grandmother nodded as she heard all this as she declared, “I guess someone should tell them the search is off. Thank you Renamon for everything you’ve done for my granddaughter. It’s nice to know my Rika has someone who cares about her so much.”
Rika crimsoned a tad as the elder walked into the next room the telephone the police and search party. Though Renamon kept up a good poker face, the skin under her fur was pink as well. In the meantime, Rumiko took a quick yawn as she announced, “Well, that was enough excitement for me for one day. I’m going to get some beauty sleep. Good night.”
Indeed, between the time passed during the fight and the time needed to teleport all the way from outer downtown, it had already reached past eight, the blizzard now dragging into the night outside behind the red draped windows. As Rumiko left for her bedroom relieved, Renamon looked at her lover and asked, “Now that we’re alone, do you want to finish what we started earlier?”
“I thought you wouldn’t ask, but I still feel like shit. I’m not sure if I can get up.”
Hearing this dilemma, Renamon had an instant solution as she arose from her seat and lifted Rika effortlessly into her arms, cradling the teen in her comfortable, furry arms. “Problem solved.”
Rika melted into her digimon’s secure hold, her purple orbs gazing at her love’s blue ones as she was carried to her room. She was completely at ease physically and emotionally, her body warming up from the heating units of the house and of course because of Renamon’s thick coat. They shared a sly smile as they entered the bedroom, both ready to continue where they left off in their lovemaking. Carefully the digital vixen set down her precious cargo, easing her human partner onto the futon, the blue blanket still thrown to the side from earlier. “Do you need help?”
“I think I’ll manage.” replied Rika as she threw off her denim jacket, used to cover the bite mark so as to prevent worrying her mother anymore.
Renamon knelt down as Rika continued to strip from her position on the bed. Every ounce of attention was focused on her tamer as the tight heartbreaker shirt was lifted, revealing some of Rika’s fine, young body. A white bra restrained a pair of developing breasts nestled above a thin, taut stomach, giving the teen a slight hourglass figure. Undressing in front of her digimon gave Rika that same feeling as yesterday where she felt awkward and yet turned on by this stripping, knowing full well that Renamon was watching her every move. Her moving forward regardless of the blush across her visage was proof enough. She next went for her onyx colored, steel toed boots followed shortly by her simple white socks. Despite the rough footwear she wore, Rika had a pair of dainty feet which Renamon went for right away, kneeling down to floor. “What are you do…oooh.” gasped Rika as she felt the vixen give her a foot massage.
“I know you’ve been outside all day and that you’re tired, Heartbreaker. Since you liked that massage I gave you yesterday I thought you’d like another.”
“No arguments from me. But we better try and stay quiet this time.”
Renamon gave a nod of acknowledgement, as she didn’t want a rerun of this morning. As she worked the bridges of her tamer’s feet, the teen’s breathing became more peaceful as she quivered under the caresses the strong paws were giving her. Despite this kneading of the skin, Rika didn’t forget about why they had come in here in the first place as she started for her blue jeans. Without wasting a second, Rika lowered the denim to reveal a pair of slender thighs and white panties hugging her buttocks, the jeans only interrupting the foot rub for a few seconds before the golden kitsune resumed. Renamon’s personal strip show was about to end as her tamer started to unclip her brassiere, unleashing her budding rack for the digital fox to see. Only the panties remained, a wet spot starting to form from the situation Rika was in, the kinkiness of her digimon watching her strip. The erotic display was having an equal effect on Renamon as her own pussy started to glisten with her own prejuices. “Breathtaking.” admitted Renamon as she finished the foot rub to scan the waiting body before her, the somewhat soaked panties removed and thrown into the pile of clothes in the corner.
“Not so bad yourself.” Rika replied before shivering a bit from the cool air against her bare skin, the warm air from the vents only able to fight off a certain amount of the bitter winter waging in full force in beyond the walls.
“Why Rika, are you cold? Let me warm you up.”
The red-haired tamer her heartbeat increase its tempo as her eager body prepared itself for whatever the fox womon had planned this time, straddling her legs for the rookie level womon. Her hand quickly went for the chopstick in her hair, allowing the red locks to go down to a natural, shoulder length position as she eagerly watched her digimon come closer. Renamon stayed on her paws and knees, crawling over to her lover so that her body was positioned directly above Rika’s. The vixen lowered her body which had an immediate effect on Rika, sending sparks through her skin as warm, soft fur caressed her bare body. Rika crimsoned as the sensations ravaged her body, driving her lust higher as she felt the wetness in her pussy grow, especially as Renamon’s own moist cunt joined her swollen snatch. “Oooh, Renamon.” Rika said with a pant as her head poked out from the top of Renamon’s chest, the digimon taller than her lover.
The feeling was mutual for Renamon as she felt her own libido arise, her body ready to make love. She wrapped her arms about the human below and lowered her hips so that their vaginas were pressed tightly together. They joined in a gasp as their sensitive outer folds met together, the start of the mountain of pleasure to come. Rika followed Renamon’s example as she grabbed Renamon’s midsection and tried to pull her closer, trying to mash their dampening pussies closer together. Shockwaves of pure satisfaction filled their beings as they started a rhythm, rubbing their two wet labia together in blissful lust. Both were enthralled by the sheer ecstasy of their vulvas stroking the other, each letting out a moan whenever their clits made contact. The air about them started to thicken with the stench of sex and sweat as perspiration started to cover their shifting bodies. Grunts and groans of the lovers filled the dark bedroom, both hungering for more as their minds became fogged in the pure euphoria. Instincts took hold as they grinded their hips, each bucking against the other. After all that had happened, this was just the relief the ladies needed as released more and more of their sweet precum. The pace of their beating hearts surged as they started feeling more of the other, Renamon groping at Rika’s ass while the redhead dug through the vixen’s chest fur and took the supple breasts within into her hands. A second wave of shivers ran through their skin as they felt the other’s body, Rika squirming as Renamon felt her partner’s buttocks with her strong, furry paws. Likewise, Renamon quaked as her front side was fondled by the red-haired teen, the rosy nipples hardening on her furry breasts. Addicted to their wants to feel more of the partner they leaned together for a fiery kiss, swapping saliva and quieting their moans. In retrospect was a good thing considering they didn’t wish to be caught in the act as they massaged the other’s sensitive skin and passionately kissing and tasting the other’s lips. Still, nothing could compare to the flaming hot sex happening between their genitals, each putting every fraction of strength into the act of lust and passion. Fires grew in the pits of their stomachs, growing to a fiery inferno each time their clits scraped together, the love buttons sending them closer to the edge by the second. Faster and faster they went as they pounded against the opposite pussy, their crotches becoming slicker as more and more of their prejuices gushed out, the stimulations reaching their peaks. Sweat drenched their bodies as rubbed their carpets together, both drowning in the deluge of pleasure. It was only a matter of time now as they lost themselves to their primal lusts, driving their cunts together in a joined satisfaction. Rika was the first to go as she let out an orgasmic cry, muffled by Renamon’s furry lips. Her nectar poured out, soaking their crotches in sex juice and giving Renamon the extra boost she needed as she started her own climaxing, Rika’s smooth lips blocking the noise well enough. The vixen’s sugar gushed out and mixed together with her tamer’s essence as they broke their lip lock in pant, both giving up quite a bit of energy from the whole process. Both felt an inner warmness as they felt the after effects of their sexual acts, the ladies happy that they had each other. Indeed, Rika now felt toasty under the silky smooth fur of her lover as she said, “That was wonderful, Renamon.”
The digital kitsune was in complete agreement about the sexual romp, the sensations still fresh on her mind. “Yes it was, though it does leaves us a little dirty.” observed Renamon with a wink as she felt the layer of sex juices between their genitals.
“Well, I think there’s one way to take care of that.”
“I like the way you think, Heartbreaker.”
Not wanting the waste the sweet honey they had produced, the lusty girls went for the 69 position, Renamon shifting as she was the one on top. Despite the height difference, both were still able to reach the other’s dripping pussy now in their faces. That feel of hunger was arising in their bodies again as they took in the strong smell of sex they had created, their lust coaxed out of hiding for another round. Their ravenous appetites would not have any trouble however as they started feasting on their love’s pussy. Renamon looked below and started licking off the juices on the redhead’s cunt, her tongue savoring the bitter, but sweet flavor of Rika’s cum mixed with a hint of lemon from her own nectar. Rika shivered with glee as Renamon took long, hard strokes across her outer lips with the canine-like tongue, nearly making her forget what she was doing as she started for her digimon’s snatch. The fur was dripping and matted with sex fluids which Rika greedily lapped up, letting the mix of her and Renamon’s flavors dance across her taste buds. She took the same method as the vixen as she took long strokes of the vulpine digimon’s glistening pussy lips, drinking more of that addictively sweet treat while causing Renamon to shutter blissfully. Beads of sweat crept across their bodies as they moaned into love holes before them. Precum was starting to flow from their hot channels again as they finished cleaning each other’s crotch. Renamon was the first to make the next move as she buried her head further into Rika’s loins, prodding the girl’s vaginal lips with her tongue. The tamer squealed as Renamon invaded her love hole with the large tongue, stroking her warm, pink innards with its rough surface. Taking this as a sign to continue, Rika entered the vixen with her own tongue, pressing her tongue through the furry labia and into the fox’s slick, rosy insides and swirling in all directions. Renamon groaned with delight as she felt her carpet being munched, driving her to clean Rika’s gutter with even greater intensity, stroking and stretching the girl’s pussy walls wide. Inhibition was thrown to the way side as the two concerned themselves with eating the twat before them. Using the very technique from yesterday, Renamon used her cold nose to rub Rika’s clit, sending a second pulse of pleasure through her Heartbreaker, the redhead moaning straight into her hotbox. (“Gods that’s good!”), the teen thought as she sighed and gasped into the honey hole she was eating.
Rika’s heartbeat sped vigorously as she crimsoned under the tenders, barely remembering to return the favor as she moved her hand towards her bedmate’s love button. The effect was immediate as Renamon grunted with joy, melting under the caresses Rika gave her nub. Sex juices were flooding from their honey holes, eagerly accepted by the lovers as the air about them grew hotter with every lick of the vagina and graze of the clitoris. Scorching infernos dwelled in Rika and Renamon as they hilted their tongues in the other’s hot orifice, their lusty minds absorbed in the lovemaking. Subconsciously, Rika started humping against Renamon’s muzzle as she felt her second orgasm near, the vixen’s tongue more filling in her tight pussy. Driven by primal urges, the redhead erratically bucked her hips against the twirling tongue while enduring the intense waves of pleasure from her clit. With one last push, Rika spewed another butch of her warm girlcum all over Renamon’s face while crying out in satisfaction within Renamon’s womonhood. Nearly all of her energy was drained, but the teen persevered as she continued to slurp at the golden kitsune’s wet passage. Renamon in the meantime guzzled the sex juices Rika had unleashed, loving the bittersweet taste though it did little to slake her sexual thirst as she felt her own crotch press against Rika involuntarily. The horny nature in the fox was in full force as she drove her cunt up and down Rika’s pink muscle, her moist wall clinching the tongue as she moaned from the flick of her nub her Heartbreaker was giving. The digital vixen’s moans were gurgled by the cum she was swallowing as she impaled herself on the tongue faster and faster, driving herself to her climax. A piercing moan was let out by the vixen, muffled by Rika’s crotch which she had finished cleaning of cum. Rika felt her face become coated in nectar, not that she had any problem with that as she licked and tasted the lemon flavored sugar. Ravenously the red-haired tamer slurped up the pool of cum, delighted by the exotic flavor as she quickly finished cleaning the fox’s surface. Both were thoroughly exhausted, the double orgasm being more than enough raunchy activity for one night as Renamon rotating her body so that she was lying face to face with her Heartbreaker upon that futon. Her sapphire eyes looked into the human’s purple pair, watching as the redhead breathed peacefully. “Heartbreaker, that was superb.” the rookie panted as she licked the side of Rika’s cheek affectionately.
“You can say that again.” Rika replied with a deep breath before nuzzling against Renamon thick fur, trembling as the soft fur danced across her smooth skin.
Knowing what her tamer wanted, Renamon embraced the naked girl in her arms, encompassing the red-haired human in her luxurious coat. Both were drained of their strength as they cuddled on that futon, the vixen throwing the blue blanket over them as snow continued to pile outside the cozy walls. Despite the roaring blizzard outside however, no cold could touch the couple as they drifted further and further into a relaxed stupor. Hours had passed during their lovemaking, darkness now draped within and outside the house as the two girls hugged the other’s body, clutching to their love, never wanting to let go as they took in the moment of afterglow, only golden silence exchanged by the two. Overcoming their initial fears, restricting sickness, bitter cold, disputing family, and of course shadows from the past, the two could now rest easy and work for a future together. Renamon gave her tamer one last kiss on the lips before giving her nightly blessing. “Sleep well, my Heartbreaker.”
“You too, Renamon.” answered Rika with the same good will for her digimon, loving the vixen with all of her beating heart.
Renamon felt the same for her tamer as her cool sapphire eyes softened just for her human partner, sharing in a passion that broke through the barriers of gender and species. The couple couldn’t ask for anything more as they let their bodies fall prey to the call of the sandman, falling into peaceful slumber. Dreams of tranquil designs filled their minds, each able to bask in their joined happiness until tomorrow when the trials of the next day would arrive. However, one thing was certain. Whatever challenges they would face, they would take them on together, Heartbreaker and Digimon.
The End