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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In
another part of
“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