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Contains:

+ Human / Flamedramon (Yaoi)

'Nothing Strange'

by

Jazame

It's been a long day, nothing out of the ordinary. But that's the problem for Jack, having nothing much to do in this strange space of peace that he has not seen even one wild Digimon coming into the real world that he can fight along with his partner.

He was just sitting there in the kitchen, watching something on TV as, no matter how much he wanted to ignore it, each sound of the clock marking the seconds gets within his head, making every minute of his space look like a full day, almost giving him a migraine.

"Shit." He thought to himself, "I can't even listen to my thoughts because of that damn clock."

He decided to get out of the house and into the garden, maybe some fresh air might strip him from this irritating emotion.

The day was nice, the sun glittered behind some gray clouds that had stood still for many hours now. The breeze must have been weak up there, for the one going on down there was delightful, the cooling air on a summer day felt so nice to relax, but it wasn't good enough for him to stop itching for a battle, if at least just one.

As he walked into the vast extension of the backyard, he saw his partner, Flamedramon.

He was laying down on the ground with his back to it, his arms spread to the sides apparently sleeping, he must be just as bored as he is. As a bright reflection of sunlight bleeds from the blade of his helmet, the bloody red and bright yellow of his armor contrasting with the blue and white of his body glowing with the light of day that moves slightly with every breath that he takes, Jack began to notice something, that he didn't notice before in Flamedramon, but he can't still quite put his finger on it. Then he began pondering about how relaxed he seemed to be, just laying there on the grass, not a worry in the world, in the middle of the day, pretty much every sound of the city tuned down since they live near the limits, all so nice. And begun then thinking of the difference situations such as this brings to him between himself and his partner; how he can't relax as easily as Flamedramon does, he remembers a couple of hours ago how he asked him if he wanted to go outside with him, but he was so annoyed ith the absence of battle he couldn't reply politely and preferred to stay inside and keep alert with the Digivice, thus having Flamedramon to come here all by himself.

Sometimes he simply tells him with words, but at moments such as this, Flamedramon expressed his best by simply being. Just laying down under the sun without worry about battles or having something important to do, just slow down once in a while and enjoy each minute of it, because he figured this to be the best way to remind Jack, who is most of the 'fast and precise' guy, on an occasional basis.

And that was why Jack liked his partner so much.

Soon he found himself on the grass, laying with his back to the ground in the opposite direction as Flamedramon, but their head were just inches to one another, next to each other, beginning to do his best to forget about all the things he kept thinking about all day and try to find at place where he can relax, feeling how the cooling air approached him in a more gentle manner. Soon all sounds tuned down more than before, so that he could only here the grass dancing with the wind and the sound of his own respiration, the pain of the migraine slowly fading away from him, feeling a much needed sense of peace and comfort.

"You came, huh?" He heard Flamedramon's voice clearly, his eyes were still close and relaxed.

"Your apparent disregard of sustaining a schedule and care freeness has adopted a...contagious status," He responded, trying to still sound as focused as usual.

"Actually, I had this little time-space planned for some time."

"Huh, ironic, you had it scheduled, I hadn't...say, how can you sleep with the sun directly in your eyes?"

"Sleeping?" He replied with a light chuckle and a smile.

They stood there in silence, Flamedra still relaxing in this moment of peace, Jack still trying his best to feel the same way, but there are things that are still bothering him, some he can't quite express to himself well enough, others needs to be taken cared of ASAP.

"I'm sorry." Jack expressed then.

"What?" Asks now Flamedramon

"I never meant to be mean to you, is just that, I can't feel comfortable doing nothing."

"Nothing? Aren't resting and relaxing technically something?"

"Got a point there. But is just that it's been so long since I had this much free time at hand I simply don't know what to do with it."

"I know. With your school done, most of your friends out on vacation, parents never home and now suddenly no rampaging Digimon anywhere, I'm amazed you haven't gone crazy."

"I almost did a couple of minutes ago, but seeing you laying here pointlessly seemed to be, in the least, doing something."

Flamedramon simply smiled, wanting him to start relaxing without thinking anymore of the exteriors, although a thought came to his head, but he wasn't sure if Jack would agree. But at that same time, the idea transferred to Jack's head as well.

"Wanna spar with me?" They both spoke simultaneously, feeling sort of surprise by the question coming from each other.

"You sure?" Asks Flamedramon, "we've never trained by fighting each other before."

"Nah, Let's not worry, although I'd feel more safe if you didn't use those blade on your gauntlets and foot armor."

"Wait a second. Did I just heard a 'Let's not worry' coming from you?"

"Wanna spar, yes or no?" Jack tried his best to dodge the question, but to Flamedramon it didn't.

Still, Flamedramon with a quick move he stood on his feet, leaving his foot armor and gauntlets on the grass with the blades deep in the grounds.

"Well, Ready?" He asks adopting a fighting pose, but then something comes into his mind and asks for a timeout, "wait, I forgot." And he begins releasing the straps that holds his helmet in place, "I better take this one off too."

"I don't think so, Flamedramon" Jack replied, "I don't see necessary for you to take off your...helmet?"

He took time in saying 'helmet' when he saw the face behind the armor, it was not close to the figure he had once crossed over his mind during a moment's rest.

His skin(or scales) was smooth and bright, almost boyish-like with still traits of a dragon, a yellow V-shaped figure on his forehead almost connecting to the point of white skin that covered his nose, jaws and front of his neck all the way down to his chest and between his legs, avoiding his best to have Flamedramon realize he might be examining him too much.

"All right." Jack snapped out of it, "let's do it."

And they began. It didn't feel like it, but time moved faster now. One measuring the other, waiting for the proper opening to land a strike, evading each other and, without noticing, began to have fun instead of concentration like Jack intended.

He wouldn't fight his own Digimon, he didn't see the point, but at this point he began feeling something like never before, but it was not coming from each of his thought-out hits that just keep on missing, not from how close had Flamedramon come to land a hit or how his urging grip of time loosen away with the wind...It was coming from Flamedramon.

It was many things from him, his appealing cute smile every time he dodges him or neared for a strike, the glow of the sun dancing on his blue body with every move, his red eyes locking onto his, it was all giving him emotions that made him forget about all that surrounds them, his mind fully aimed at Flamedramon. But at one moment, when his fists was to land on the Digimon's shoulder, he opened his hand and simple pushed him slightly and retreated a couple of steps, Flamedramon began then the attack and replied with the same move onto his chest, then carried out this for more hours, the sound of the wind now accompanied with the laughters of the boy and his Digimon.

Soon they were both exhausted, Jack collapsed on the grass facing the sky now on a yellowy orange as Flamedramon fell on him, resting his head against his chest, trying to regain some air after such timeless moment that lasted to them much longer than any clock could measure.

"Say." Spoke Flamedramon, the same smile still on him, "since when a game of tag is considered 'sparring'?"

"I haven't the slightest." Responded his Tamer, "and I'm not sure how the transition happened, it seemed, kinda more...I don't know."

"Well, I'm glad. I'm happy to see you can be spontaneous."

"Man I'm tired." Jack lifted his arm and saw the digits on his watch, marking seven o'clock, "Wow, we've been at this for six hours?!"

"Cool, isn't it?" Flamedramon said as he sat to let Jack stand on his feet.

"I don't believe it, it felt like, minutes."

"I told you, you just needed to relax."

"Well, we better go back inside, I heard is going to be chilling tonight."

"Are you gonna make that delicious spaghetti of yours?" Flamedramon said as he picked up the pieces of his armor.

"Not sure, I was thinking of ordering pizza inste...

"Oh Jack, come on." He got interrupted by Flamedramon who hugged him from behind, surprising him for having his face so close to him like this, "please make your spaghetti, pleaaaseeee."

"Okay, okay," he responded, blushing with the action of his Digimon, "I'll make dinner, don't lose it."

* * * * * * * * * * *

At around ten o'clock, after meal was done and dishes cleaned, Jack went into the bathroom and prepared the bathtub for a relaxing moment by himself.

As he undressed and soaked his body on a stool, he started analyzing things that went on the day. He wanted to understand the things he felt at that moment when he sparred with Flamedramon, when the moment and time awareness left him, that's never happened, he always knew the exact hour, minute and second mentally without ever consulting his watch, but at the end of the day, he couldn't remember the time, nor noticed how many hours went by him. But then again, it was not the first time it happened.

It was a few weeks after he got Flamedramon for a partner. They were out surveying the city in order to look for any wild Digimon that may cause trouble with no such luck, for a while Jack didn't intent to take a walk through the park, since they checked the place already, but Flamedramon wanted to be there, that was the first time he tried to make Jack loosen up. But Jack was not about to let his own Digimon tell him how to manage his life, so at a brief struggle between the two of them they both ended up falling into the central fountain, resulting not only in a rather embarrassing scene before many people, but had to walk all the way home fully soaked. But as they both walked, Jack didn't feel at all mad, he felt frustrated at first but, in time, he was actually happy.

Somehow, Flamedramon is the only one who can make him feel better.

"Jack?" He heard Flamedramon's voice outside the room, "say, do you mind if I bathe with you?"

"No, not at all, come in."

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Flamedramon...I...this is not right." Tried to express Jack, now laying on the bathtub.

"Why not?" Asked his Digimon, "this is just a moment with a human sharing the bathtub with his Digimon, there's nothing wrong with that."

"I know but..."

"Shhhh, just try to relax."

Jack was unsure of how to feel, little know relax. To be there, laying on the bathtub filled with hot water, Flamedramon laying behind him, his head resting on his Digimon's chest, in a way felt both interesting and uncomfortable. But he knew Flamedramon just wants him to feel better, so he tried to feel that way, sometimes his ideas worked, others it didn't quite well, but it was pleasant to be trying things that were never in his mind to do, like laying down on the roof listening to music, go out at night catching fireflies, or resting on the grass like today, doing things that he hasn't done because of the tightly-scheduled life he had since he was a kid. And that has mostly changed since Flamedramon came to his life.

And those thoughts guided him to think more of his Digimon, specially things that happened today that made him see things he never noticed. Like how much thinner and muscular he's gotten since he started training him; how his movements, whether fighting or walking, were smoother and catlike, almost no unnecessary moves were made, how he sometimes adopted some of his calculating lifestyle and did things in a more organized way so his activities wouldn't interfere with his. But the most special thing was his face, before that day he has never seen the face behind that helmet, and for a brief moment, he felt something...

"What's in your mind, Jack?" Asked Flamedramon as he placed caressed his face with his hand.

"Huh?" He snapped from it.

"You look like something bothers you?"

"Well, I...

But before he had a chance, his Digivice beeped with a red light shining from it, promptly Jack picked from the side of the tub he placed it on and saw into the radar it deployed.

"Oh my God." Said Jack, "A really powerful Digimon has appeared just blocks from here, we have to...

An explosion cut him short, he noise of the blast came along with the sudden death of the lights not only in the room but also in all the house, all the block.

"That Digimon just messed up our moment." Said Flamedramon as he came out of the tub and putted on his armor.

"And that," complemented Jack as he putted his clothes on, "is one, big, goddamned mistake. LET'S GO!"

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Wow, careful." Complained Flamedramon, trying to sustain the weight of his highly bruised body, "my legs still hurt."

"I know." Replied Jack, giving him a hand to walk home, "That Pteramon was far more advanced than I anticipated, We've haven't confronted a Digimon with the X-Antibody before."

"Sorry If I disappointed you, Jack."

"Is all right, it doesn't matter...

At a moment when he realized what he has said turned his attention to Flamedramon whose face was at his level, with a drawn smile with eyes closed for what he has just said. Quickly tried to correct himself.

"...For now anyway." He complemented, although couldn't help to blush, "we have to get home soon, so I can treat your wounds. With all the hurry I forgot my Digicards."

"But, say Jack. What was bothering you back home?"

"I shall tell you once I have treated your wounds."

The lights hadn't return yet, the Pteramon-X they confronted appeared at the electric plant and attacked the place, bringing down the power to more than half the city. But to Jack it didn't bother, he'd memorized the location of everything in the house, so he was able to pick the first-aid kit along with the deck-box with all of his Digicards and carried Flamedramon upstairs, opening the door of his room and let his Digimon lay down on his king size bed.

"Jack." Flamedramon tried to speak, although exhausted, "Why have you brought me to your room? (Yawn) You said I couldn't be in here."

"I know, but I doubt I can carry you all the way to the attic, I'm tired too and, right now you're too heavy for me. Besides, my bed must be more comfortable than the one you have."

"But...

"Is all right, Flamedra." Jack stopped him as he begun removing parts of his dirtied armor, "I believe is now time for you to relax."

Jack then proceeded to remove Flamedra's helmet, once again letting his young-boyish-like dragon face that amazed him once more, this time his Digimon the one with a puzzled expression which just grew more confused as his Tamer placed his hand on his head, caressing him up and down gently like one would caress a cat, reassuring him that he wanted him to rest.

"Okay?" He asked, Flamedra did nothing much but nod to him acknowledgement.

This really got him by surprise, Flamedra was told by his Tamer that he wasn't allowed in his room many times, even when he left for school or for some other reasons and he stood at home the door was always locked. He pondered on the motives to allow him in his room, maybe is just a permission that he's to let pass this once, but he was happy for being in the once place his Tamer never let him be in before, feeling the softness of the blankets and the pillows, so comfortable and fresh.

After removing his armor, using Digicards to restore his body and treating the minor wounds with the med-kit, he proceeded to go change his clothing and put on his night garments. And went under the blankets and prepared to sleep, letting Flamedramon under them as well.

"Jack," Spoke Flamedra, still curious, "please tell me, why have you let me in your room?"

It took a couple of minutes for Jack to give an answer, almost making Flamedra believe he would never give him an answer.

"Well." Jack said, "I've been reviewing recently about all this time we've spent together, realizing that during all this period you have been open to me; sincere, direct and indirect with your opinion about my way of life, and how you can always find the way to make me relax when I'm at my most stressed. You've been always open to me Flamedramon, yet I've always tried to keep my most inner thoughts buried not only from you, but from everyone. So I believe is time I started to be more open about myself, especially to you, Flamedra."

He was left speechless.

"Now try to rest, you deserve it."

With that Jack simple turned to the side of the bed, facing away from the Digimon, trying now to sleep as Flamedra begun to see the situation. Not only has decided to show things to him he hasn't shown to others, but just now noticed, he just called him 'Flamedra'. To a Digimon to be called without the '-mon' term, meant a great deal when it came from his Tamer, it meant he started to consider him in a closer relation to him, more like a brother. He smiled so that he wasted almost all of his energy and fell almost asleep.

But as he was to slept those thoughts as he turned to face the opposite side of the bed, he noticed a framed photo standing on the drawer right beside it, a picture of Jack, and another person.

She was young, maybe three or four years younger than Jack, of short-brown hair and eyes; although she had rather large, thin-framed glasses, she was cute.

"Jack." He whispered, trying to speak as loud as possible for he to hear him, "she's beautiful."

"Well." He responded, sounding almost asleep, "she's pretty much the only person who has understood me...or in the least wanted to speak to me."

"Maybe if you gave others a chance to know you...

"No, I don't want just anyone to know me."

"So, where is she now?"

"Dead."

"....I'm...I'm sorry, Jack."

"Is all right." Jack simply when further on the side of the bed, "is all right."

* * * * * * * * * * *

Is further now in the night, there's no more sounds coming from the city, or from the other sources of nature, only the fainting sound of the wind passing by the window on the left side of the bed, letting the blue of the moonlight enter gently in the room and over the bed where the human and his Digimon were sleeping.

But Jack wasn't quite asleep, still conscious but tired with his eyes shut, moving around trying to find the perfect stance to sleep, but nothing seemed enough to let him sleep. But the reason for his insomnia was more than just the mattress, it was the memories. The memories of that special person, the only one who has ever touched his heart, and the one he will never see again, creating a knot in his throat for all the things that he never said and all the pain that her death has brought him ever since, hearing in his head all the things she said that has changed him.

"Jackie..." He heard a voice, at first believing to be inside his head, but then noticing it coming from behind him, he turned around to face Flamedra who looked deep asleep, hugging his pillow, "Jackie I...I just, want to...

Jack got closer to him, trying to understand what he was saying almost in a whisper.

But also, he was getting interest in the looks of him, how the blankets in a way remarked the curves of his body as the moonlight highlighted his blue skin along his expression of worriness across his face, also could notice a faint blush on his white cheeks. Finding something in all this, finding it...beautiful.

"I..." He could hear his voice clear now, having to be closer, just inches from him, not feeling uncomfortable with the closeness, "Jackie...I just...want to make you happy, Jackie."

He remembered the first time he heard those words.

It was a spring's sunset, half of the sun already gone as the sound of the birds filled the air along the breeze flowing gently on the grass. He was sitting under a cherry tree, the colorful blossoming lets the leaves fall in enigmatic style, also hypnotizing. And beside him was...her.

"I've noticed." She said to him, "you barely smile."

"Well." He tried to respond without sounding taken by the moment, "there hasn't been much in this life that has given me a reason to."

"I can show you reasons, because I want to see you smile."

"Why would you want to see me smile?"

Then without warning, she removed her glasses and placed herself in front of him, and kissed him slowly. Even by being slow it took him by surprise, having disbelief and confusion of the reason for her kissing him, at the time they weren't anything more than classmates. Feeling for the first time the strange emotions he began to sense ever since.

Then at a moment where she finally released him from the kiss, sitting in front of him with the sunlight surrounding her, she told him from the bottom of her heart:

"I just want you to be happy, Jackie."

"I just want you...to be happy, Jackie." Flamedra spoke again in his sleep, hugging his pillow tightly.

Jack, being taken by these words meant to be concealed, felt those same emotions he once felt under that tree with her...now towards Flamedramon.

Before he knew it himself, he embraced his Digimon gently, hugging him closer to his body as Flamedra released the pillow unconsciously, hearing a light moan from him when he held him as close as he could. Suddenly Jack begun having a strange mix of emotions, most of them related of all the things he has ever felt with the girl of his life, but also a sensation of wrongness, that is wrong to be having this kind of emotions for a Digimon, specially a male Digimon, but he meant to him almost everything, just like she when she was alive. And he wanted him to be in his heart, where only she has reached before.

At such an intimate moment, he finally realized something he hadn't ever before...how soft and warm Flamedra is.

"Just stay with me." He whispered near the Digimon's ear, "be with me when I need you most...that's enough to make me happy, Flamedra."

"Jackie." The Digimon whispered, still talking in his sleep, "I want...to be with you...forever...

Jack didn't know how it happened, if does words he heard made him be blind with more old memories of his true love, or was the instance of trying to understand what was happening within him, but soon found himself being kissed by Flamedramon, not just anywhere, but in the mouth. This once more led him to that kiss of long ago, his body having that same rush of sensations throughout his entire being by the touch of his moist mouth, such a sweet, tender kiss. He begun then to respond, giving each other the same amount of tenderness and passion as the moonlight faded in and out for the clouds in the sky. Jack slowly moved his left hand and placed it behind Flamedra's head to keep him in place while the other kept around his body, holding him close as Flamedra reacted in the same manner, letting at times just feel each other's breath clouding their mouths with their warm embrace. Jack was once again oblivious of the world around him, nothing else existed anymore in his mind than the bed he laid on and the Digimn before him, wanting nothing else be present but the Flamedramon he has been given.

After a long time Flamedra broke the kiss, his eyes were still closed and asleep. But instead of falling in the slumber, he got close and began using his tongue to lick Jack's neck, feeling goose bumps every time his warm breath and tongue stroke his skin, replying to his actions by tasting his body with his mouth, receiving from his Digimon moans of pleasure as he licked his body gentler and making longer strokes. As Flamedra at a point tried then to work his way down his body, Jack recovered his grip on reality and stopped him when he was down his waist.

"No, Flamedra." He said, feeling goosebumps from the gentle breath of his Digimon, "please, it's not right. Not yet."

Somehow Flamedra seemed to listen, and simply stood kissing his stomach, working his way back to Jack's neck, linking together once more in an unconscious passionate kiss, Jack having now a salty aftertaste in his mouth for the sweat Flamedra has cleansed from him. After they broke the kiss, Jack led his Digimon to lay on his back and began to kiss his neck, Flamedra moaning in his sleep. With this came the memory of his first time with her, how her actions and reactions were just like Flamedra's, feeling the same sweetness from her beautiful body as he's getting now. He slowly started giving him the same work as before, making with his tongue a trail of saliva that went down to the stomach. When he was to reach his waist, he found himself facing the sporting erection of Flamedramon. He was anatomically larger than he should, being perfect in almost every way, and nothing he had dealt with before, trying to remember so hard that this is wrong. He made it and returned to the top of the bed, laying on his bac further from Flamedra, looking at the ceiling, trying to reason with all the feeling he had just reencountered.

"Please..." He heard Flamedra's voice once more, "Jackie, don't...leave me...don't leave me alone...

He intended to the deaf to these words, but he couldn't ignore him when he heard sobs between those words, turning his head and see his closed eyes starting to drip tears down his cheeks and soaking the pillows.

"Don't...don't (sob) leave me...please...I don't want...to be (sob) alone...

He couldn't take it.

"Calm down." He whispered beside his ear, hugging him close once again while stroking his back to apeace him, "I'm here dear, you'll never be alone. You've been here for me always, so I'll be here for you as well. I don't want to see you sad. You'll always be here with me, Flamedra."

"Jackie...(sob) I...

He tried to calm him down by kissing him again, kissing numerous times in a row until the sobbing stopped and a smile returned to his face, letting his head rest on his Tamer's chest, caressing it like a cat would, Jack keeping an arm over him, starting now to feel that he can sleep. Even though the memories of his first love were still present, he felt at peace with them, feeling the warm body of Flamedra on him, his consciousness dissipating in the night. One final thought came then, about the time he saw his Digimon on the grass that afternoon of how; rather than using words, made him be relaxed or feel better at heart by simply being himself.

And found a new reason...why he liked his Digimon so much.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Once morning came, the warm sunlight covering the surface of the world along with Jack's home, he woke up with such a feeling of comfort he has never felt before, finding himself not covered with the softness of his blankets, but with the warmth embrace of Flamedramon's body, his head now resting over his, still deep asleep. Not wanting to wake him up, he slowly moved him and got out of bed, looking down now at the laid Digimon, so peaceful and beautiful.

Afterwards he took a quick bath in the bathroom connecting to his room and changed clothes, thinking about going outside for a walk and get breakfast, preparing his Digivice and some Digicards to take with him in case of the unexpected. But he didn't want to wake Flamedra up, specially after facing such a difficult battle yesterday. Although when he was about to leave his room, he heard his Digimon starting to wake up.

"Jack?" He said, "good morning. Should I...

"No, is okay, you can stay here in the room and rest, I'm going out to get breakfast."

"Wait." He tried to get up, stretching and yawning, "let me just...

"Is all right." He reassured him, walking to him and caressing his head, "you fought bravely yesterday, so you can rest today. I'll be back in a few minutes with breakfast...we can have it here in bed if you want."

"Jack..."

He stopped him with a finger placed on the Digimon's mouth.

"Actually...I grew accustomed to Jackie."

Flamedra was confused, not understanding what he meant.

"I'll go get breakfast, you lay down and rest. And maybe this time we can actually do real sparring."

With that, Jack stood up and walked out the door, Flamedra decided then to just lay down as he said, crawling now to the other side of the bed where Jack was, hugging gently the pillow his Tamer used, taking deep breaths to smell his sweet scent, feeling the warmth of his body still impregnated on his side of the mattress, falling asleep once more with a smile across his face.

When he got downstairs, he denoted the presence of a second vehicle in the driveway beside the one he owned, knowing the reason of this.

Once he got to the kitchen he found the reason of the extra vehicle, his parents were back home. Both of them successful entrepreneurs with many businesses around the city, both still on their suits and having a few cups of coffee, apparently having arrived just minutes ago.

"Good morning father, mother. How was the emergency meeting?"

"Define emergency." Responded his father, "these accountants of mine, anytime anything drops in value act like its the end of the world. I could have fixed this 'emergency' by phone."

"You should hire someone not so on the paranoiac side then. Well, I'm going to the Cafe to get breakfast, you'd like something?"

"I was just about to go there, son."

"Good, let's go then. Breakfast hour ends in forty-two minutes. I'll drive."

With that, Jack and his father took the son's car and drove down the road to their desired destination.

But Jack failed to notice the serious expression of his mother, filled with anger and hatred.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The place wasn't packed, but still it would take sometime to advance with all the people which like them came to get some coffee and a good breakfast meal. Thinking them may had to go back home after being attended due for all the occupied tables.

Meanwhile Jack was able to speak with his father. Even when he wasn't always around he had a good relationship with him, he was understanding and caring, at times also flexible of letting him loose about the schedule he had filled up for him when he was much younger, knowing that a kid needed time to simply go out and play and make friends. Namely because he was worried of seeing his four-years old son already with a serious look and frozen expressions around things that shouldn't receive that kind of response. He keeps working his company, sometimes working longer hours than normally, but it didn't bother Jack at all, for even the few minutes his father was capable of having with him were well spent.

Unlike most people, he actually could understand him.

"Good morning, Jack." He heard then a voice behind him, being one of his few friends who didn't leave on vacation, his Pokomon resting on his shoulder, "How's it going?"

"Very well, Marc." He responded, "The battle yesterday finally broke the monotony of this vacation of mine."

Marc could tell something was different on Jack, but can't quite land the finger on it since he has been friend of his for a long time and never found anything strange or out of the character Jack had portrayed.

"Smilie!" Said the Pokomon on Marc's shoulder, hopping in excitement, "happy face! happy face!"

"Hey, Pokomon is right." Expressed Marc, "you look happier than usual."

"What'd you mean?" Asked Jack, not knowing that as he formulated the question the smile became less subtle.

"That." He pointed at his face without being discourteous, "right now you're smiling more than the whole year combined. Do you feel sick or something?"

"Well, no. I just..."

"No wait, I think I got it...Have you found someone?"

"What? NO!" Jack couldn't help to react like this.

"Lovely!" Spoke Pokomon again, "lovely loving cherubimon!"

"Actually, you're friend is right, Jack." His father said, "you look much more optimistic than previously from what I recall. May we inquire of the reason?"

"Well...

He tried to find the words to express what he went through yesterday, but he believed about the level of trouble he and his Digimon would be in, but still pressured to give the answer in a subtle manner to let the knowledge process it rightly.

"I've been realizing many things in the last few days, things that I simply couldn't see before, or that I didn't want to see, but little by little I begun to...

But as he tried to explain, someone bursted through the doors of the cafe in a desperate manner, his ToyAgumon followed close behind him.

He looked at Jack and promptly approached him, trying to regain air to speak.

"Roger? What's wrong?" Jack asked.

"Ja...Jack (cough)...you have to...(cough)...go back to your house!"

"What? Why?"

"You're Flamedramon!...he's getting the shit beaten out of him!"

"WHAT?! Dad, Marc, into the car NOW!!"

* * * * * * * * * * *

"How the hell can this happen?" Jack asked as he sped up, his father on the front-passenger seat; Marc, Pokomon, Roger, and ToyAgumon on the back seats, "Flamedra should be able to take care of himself now!"

"He was unarmed, Jack." Roger responded, "He didn't have any of his armor on, Alfred with his MetalSeadramon are doing what they can to protect him but that Machinedramon is powerful."

"Shit! Flamedra is completely powerless and defenseless without his armor!"

Jack kept speeding up, maneuvering at those speeds with such precision and still risk-taken like his father never thought his son could do.

His father hasn't seen him so frustrated and stressed, the expression of calmness and happiness were no more present. Why should they be? His Digimon was in grave danger, and he was too far to be able to assist him with his Digicards, nor if he would still be okay by the time they arrive.

At this speed they were soon within sight of the battle in the distance, seeing the towering Machinedramon delivering a Giga Cannon attack against a MetalSeadramon that made him crash down, bringing a large cloud of dirt in the air as Machinedramon began to turn around, looking at something on the ground. Then he raised one of his claws and with one powerful swing he crashed the ground and sent hundreds of rocks and dirt in the air, many of which headed towards them. With his capacity of timing and reflexes, Jack was able to dodge the falling rocks and debris that fell on the road, getting everyone in the car more than nervous of the situation at hand, but Jack seemed beyond capable of handling this situation rightly.

But as the few remaining flying debris finally reached the ground, something fell right in the windshield of the car from almost on top of them, not visible for Jack to dodge, catching everyone by surprise and Jack reacting by reducing speed slowly until stopping the car completely. It is then that he realized...it was Flamedra.

He was badly wounded, most of his body was covered with bleeding scratches and patches of dirt all over, a sharp rock stuck in his left arm that bled more than the rest of the wounds and wasn't moving.

Jack was the first one to get off the car, going to his Digimon and trying to see if he was still alive.

"Flamedra." He said trying not to shout, checking if he had anything broken in his body, "Flamedra, can you hear me? Flamedra please, answer me."

Flamedra could barely open his eyes from he pain.

"J...Jack." He tried to speak without hurting himself, "I....I'm...sorry...it hurts...it hurts, Jackie."

"Here Jack, use this." Marc gave him one of his Digicards, "it will fully restore Flamedra's physical condition, but not his stamina."

"As long as it can help him." Jack replied as he slashed the card into his Digivice, taking effect almost immediately as a light glow on Flamedra's body vanishes all the wounds inflicted upon him, but still exhausted from the beating he's received.

"Flamedra, why were you fighting? I told you to rest."

"It...attacked me...while...I slept."

"What? How? He's too big for...

"It...has a...Ta...mer."

"But, who would...

"Get away from that weasel!!" He heard then a familiar angry voice, coming from behind the Machinedramon who positioned his large cannons to point towards Jack and Flamedramon. Revealing itself after the cloud of dirt dissipates...to be Jack's mother.

"Mother?!" Jack was surprised, "What is the meaning of this! Why have you harmed Flamedra like this?!"

"That damned creature, that damned piece of filth! I knew I should never had accepted that slime into this house!"

"Stop talking of Flamedra like that!"

"Oh he deserves it. That piece of filth doesn't deserve anything, he doesn't deserve your protection, he has betrayed the trust of our entire home!"

"Answer mother! Why've you harmed Flamedra like this?"

"He's right, Delia." Included his father, "why have you done this?"

"That putrid beast...that demon tried to take advantage of you, son!"

They all were uncertain of her words.

"I saw him!" She said, "I went upstairs to see if you were up, Jack. That's when I saw the door to your room wide open."

Jack in himself realized of what she was talking about.

"And when I saw inside the room...I saw that retched creature trying to have his way with you!"

Even though this was suppose to be a shocking revelation of the present audience, none of them weren't all that surprised. Namely because Jack's father knew she tends to blow things out of proportion and exaggerate things, as so Jack's friends knew how much his mother hated relatively every single Digimon in existence, finding strange that she would had a Digimon under her command to commit such an awful atrocity that no person who calls him/her-self a Tamer would do: fighting a Digimon that cannot defend himself.

Jack just looked down at Flamedra, he looked up to him with fragile eyes, seeming scared and sad. Soon his eyes began to leak his tears accompanied by shivers of inner pain as he shyly placed his head on Jack's chest, hearing the first sounds of sadness like rain.

"I...I'm sorry..."He had the little strength to say, eyes closed and in tears, "I'm sorry...so sorry."

"Open your eyes, son!!!" She yelled louder, making Flamedra flinch as the Machinedramon walked to her side, cannons pointing directly at them, "how else could've this abomination gotten in the room no one enters but you if not by force!?"

"Mother!," Jack interrupted her, "if Flamedra was in my room is because I let him in!"

Everyone heard those words, and found it hard to believe.

His friends knew well. They've been friends of him since childhood and they had full access to it, but after that certain period of tragedies that occurred in his life, he turned very selective about who he allows in his quarters, which kept the numbers of his friends limited, but well-chosen, and they were the firsts.

And his father could see this, all this time he believed the Digimon would not accomplish such level of trust with Jack. It's been four years since he became his Tamer, and never opened the door for him, but he could feel Jack's words were true, he would never joke about something as important as that.

"He was injured during our battle yesterday," he continued, "and so was I, so could not carry him all the way to the attic, so I decided to let him rest in my room for the time being. But I led him in my room not just because of that, but because he's earned it!"

"But son..."

"Flamedra would never do anything like that!!" He cut her short, Flamedra just stood still, hiding his face deep on Jack's shirt, with somewhere inside him saying there might be a chance that Jack's mother was telling the truth.

"Flamedra is carefree, sometimes plain careless, but he has learned from me when to concentrate on what's important and taking things seriously, while I have learned from him to find some time for myself, to let my mind open to infinite possibilities, whether they work or not will in the end be up to me. I trust Flamedra, and I know is not wrongfully placed!"

"Son." She tried to reason with him, "I don't care what you think about this toy of yours. You have been endangering your performance at school and work, you're notes dropped in the last two months..."

"Oh for God's sakes, mother! Flamedra's been with me for four years and you blamed him for my notes in the last two months? Besides I was so bored with those exams that I didn't care about the answers, and I dropped from A plus to A minus, no big deal."

"That's what I mean! You have begun losing your sense of responsibility. If you keep that up you'll probably end up losing complete interest in your education and become a homeless tramp without a future!"

"I got a Doctorate at University!...In two years!!...At my fifteens!!!"

"You have to grow up son! I know what's best for you! I know you better than this walking piece of data!!"

"...You know me, you say..."

He signaled his father to take care of Flamedra for a second, after taking the Digimon in arms Jack stood up and took a few steps forward.

"You just didn't say, 'I know you best'."

"That's because I'm your mother, and I have been with you longer than this deceptor ever will."

"...What's my full name, mother?"

"What?"

"Don't make me repeat myself, mother! What's my full name?!"

She wasn't up to this kind of games so she promptly was about to answer such ridiculous question and keep trying to get through to her son.

She couldn't believe the absurdity of questioning her such obvious thing that made her feel at a moment offended for something like that.

But...she can't answer.

No, this can't be it. She keeps searching her memory for what should be the easiest question in the world, his full name consisted of a first, two middles, and a last name...but she can't find the words. It's taking her three minutes to think about it, Jack was giving her that much before he decided it was futile.

"All right then. What's the color of my eyes?" He asked with his eyes closed.

She was still trying to recover from the shock of not knowing the name of his own son to reason the question well, but even after two minutes to think it over, she couldn't find the answer either, she couldn't understand it.

"How about this, 'mother'?" He said in a more than just angered manner, walking towards her until he's just an inch from her face, locking his sight on her eyes wide open, "When...is my birthday?"

"..."

This one, Jack had the patience to give her five minutes to answer...but there was nothing.

"You say you know me," he spoke then, "but you can't even remember the day I came out of your womb?...You know nothing.

"All this time you've pushed me harder to study and become a better person, I can't become that by just studying and working, without ever resting. What I ever wanted, what I ever truly needed was a family. Father was there for me, even when he was busy with important things he would drop them and come when I needed him most...but where were you? Where were you when I needed a mother? You always wanted me to be wherever whenever you had some meeting or party to present me with completely shallow people, because they were all important matters...but every time, every single time I have ever needed you, you said you were busy with your work, you never paid attention to what I was saying, or responded that it was not your concern...So who was there for me in the end? Flamedra! Every time you refuse to aid me Flamedra aided me! Whenever you weren't around Flamedra helped me be at peace! Whenever I needed comfort, Flamedra gave it to me! Yes he has only been with me for four years, but those four years were morethan double the time you have ever spent with me your whole life!!"

With that out of his chest, Jack gave his back to her and walked away towards Flamedra and father.

But then, the mother kept bursting:

"I'll not let you waste your life like this! I'm not going to let you waste your time with garbage and lowlifes! JUST LIKE THAT FILTHY WHORE YOU USED TO DATE!!!"

That stopped Jack on his tracks, made him turn around and walk back to her at a quicker pace, his father and friends caught a small glimpse of Jack's face filled with something that was far beyond the boundaries within the definition of 'anger' and 'hatred'. But his mother was looking at that expression directly, seeing a horrid emotion that gave fear throughout her entire being.

And Jack as soon as he was within range, he didn't respond back, or yelled, or pushed her, or slap her...he punched her...hard...so hard it blew one of her teeth out, her nose bled, and made her collapse to the ground, completely shocked by this sudden display of disrespect.

"YOU SPEAK OF HER LIKE THAT AGAIN AND I'LL KILL YOU, DELIA!!!" He screamed at the top on his lungs, calling her by her first name for the first time in his life.

Then, came the worst he could ever say at that time:

"I don't love you anymore...Then again, I would've to know you so I could love you in the first place."

(In Japan, whether from parent to child or vice versa, to say you don't love them anymore is the worst punishment)

With that, he slashed a 'Positron Laser' Digicard onto his Digivice and a weapon similar to Imperialdramon's cannon appeared on Flamedra's arm, "finish this," he said, and Flamedra promptly shoot a blue stream of light that destroyed Machinedramon on the spot. And as soon as Flamedra absorbed the data that floated towards him, the weapon disappeared and Jack helped him get up.

"I'm moving out." He said to his father, "I can't tolerate any of this anymore."

And so his friends got together with him, helping carry Flamedra back in the house, offering them a place to stay or asking him to reconsider his decision, responding to them he's decision is final and that he had it all covered.

"Jackson Evan William Zakome." The voice of his father was heard, which made Jack stop and turn around to face him, "your left eye is green, your right eye is yellow; and your birthday is November 24th, 1987."

"...Thank you father...but that will not change my decision."

"I know, son. And I support it, I shall arrange a moving truck to aid you move out faster."

"Thank you again."

* * * * * * * * * *

Not long, in that same day afternoon, a large orange moving truck was finishing loading the last boxes containing Jack and Flamedra's belongings, Jack making sure there was nothing left in his room. Once the loading was done, Jack gave his last goodbye to his father, letting that moment last for as long as necessary and finally got into his own car with Flamedra who's sleeping in the back of the car and drove away to lead the truck to their destination.

"We can't let him do this to us!!" The mother was screaming now at the father, "We can't let him throw his life away just for some piece of..."

"THAT'S ENOUGH, DELIA!!!" Her husband yelled back, making her shut up on the spot, to then question a few seconds later as he watched the truck vanish in the distance: "Tell me, Delia. When was the first time you ever saw him smile?"

The mother was confuse about this question.

"Ever as a child, throughout most of his life, he has never smiled, ever. I know he needed to concentrate on his education, but to have no way of entertained or relaxation he grew colder and serious, even when the situation wasn't calling for it, but then he met that girl. It took two years for her to get through to him, but she was able to find the little kindness there was in his heart and touched it to make his heart open to emotion...that was the first time I ever saw him smile.

When she died, I believed his heart died with her, he became withdrewed and colder, almost as he didn't have a soul at all...It actually scared me at times. But when Flamedra came to his side, being with him through all his issues and distresses when we weren't around, spending time doing things Jack haven't done before, and opening his heart to him, I finally saw him smile once again, today at the cafe, and I knew it was because of Flamedra for he always seemed upbeat and cheerful when he was by his side. And the threat of losing his Digimon was the straw that made him finally defend what was precious to him, more than his own family...no. To him, Flamedramon is part of the family, a part that he cannot live without, and if giving up the rest of the family is what it takes to keep him, I understand it. Can't you, Delia?"

"How...can you say this...so surely?"

"Because I spent time with him, I wanted to understand him, and he told me everything. Couldn't you have done the same?"

"There...was too much to be done..."

"So did I, but I dropped them and came to him when he needed me...Where were you indeed Delia?"

The mother finally gave up these ideas, and went back inside the house, walking upstairs and stared at the door to Jack's room once again closed, trying to rethink the way she tried to drive Jack's life, and considering if she was wrong all this time. But for now she wanted to see the room, when she came up that morning she only saw the Digimon sleeping with his son on he bed in a suspicious manner, which at that moment didn't look anything like what she was ranting about that day, she wanted to see the room he left behind and see what it had become of it. So she slowly reached for the door knob and prepared herself to open it. But when she turned it, the door proved to be locked, thinking it was stucked or something she began to force it to no avail until she discovers a note slipped on the bottom of the door.

And once she opened it, it said:

"Not now, not Ever, Delia. I'm too busy."

* * * * * * * * * *

"J...Jackie?" Flamedra began gaining consciousness, realizing he was on the back of Jack's car, noticing the large truck following them close, looking outside of the car he realized they were much further away from the city, closer to the side of a mountain, "where are we going?"

"To our new home." Jack replied without taking eyes away from the road.

"B...but, what about...

"Father approved, as expected. He even rented the truck following us to move out quicker, and my friends all pulled some strings to furnish our new place and provide supplies for the following week."

"I'm sorry Jackie...If I just...

"Don't be sorry, Flamedra. I was considering moving out of the house since three years ago anyway, and I had a fully paid house for me to live in two years ago."

"But...I got between you and your parents."

"...There was an ocean between them and me long before you and I ever met, Flamedra, you have nothing to do with it."

Flamedra still felt responsible for this situation, but he didn't know what else to say.

He asked if he could pass himself to the front, to which Jack agreed and removed a portion separating the front seats to give him room to squeeze in. Once he was sitting on the passenger seat, he leaned towards Jack and rest his head on his lap. Jack was somewhat taken by surprise, but he didn't mind this action as he used his right hand to caress the side of Flamedra's neck.

"Keep resting, we still have a while to go." Jack said, looking down to Flamedra for a second to gaze at his eyes closing before paying back attention to the road.

* * * * * * * * * *

Once at the place, they were before a large and rather modern home molded to the side of the mountain on the same color brown, an extended parking lot on the front was where the truck parked, other vehicles parked as well which some Jack identified as Marc, Alfred, and Roger's cars as he opened the garage door to the side of the front door and got the car in, opening the front door from the inside and indicating the workers to leave the boxes on the receiving room, finding his friends at the kitchen, having dinner, inviting him to join where they explained to him where they had set the food and first-aid supplies along with what furniture and appliances they got for him at almost no expenses. Mostly because of the many favors many stores and companies had owned them.

"Thanks again, guys." Jack said after finishing his meal, "I'm happy to see I can count on you."

"Is all right, Jack." Marc said, "You're our friend, if you ever need any help, you bet we'll be there for you."

"I'm glad to hear that."

With the meal finished, his friends handshake and left the place with the promise that they'd come back tomorrow to help unpack the rest, letting Jack survey the place to orientate himself of what room was where.

As the night came, he went back to the kitchen and found Flamedra admiring the scenery the glass-door on the side provided of town in the distance without his helmet, a rather sad expression on his face.

"What's on your mind, Flamedra?" He asked as he reached for the fridge and grab the milk to pour it on a glass.

"I...I didn't mean this to happen, Jack."

"I told you, you had nothing to do with it, I had to move out of the house once day."

"Still, I feel this is my fault. It wasn't my intention to separate you from...

"Flamedra, my father understands, and my mother is too self-centered to try, this path is of my choosing."

"But she was right!"

"...what?"

"I...I think...I think I...

Flamedra began to breakdown and fell to his knees, beginning to cry as he tired hiding his eyes with his hand, Jack got closer and tried to comfort him but he promptly moved away, giving his back to Jack.

"I...I had this dream," he began explaining, "I was...running through a forest, it was dark, and I was trying to find you...it was cold, and I was scared, I was beginning to lose it and give up...that's when I came out of that forest and saw you, sitting on top of a hill...under a cherry tree, looking at the sunset...

Jack had a strange sensation when he mentioned the place, for that was the same setting he's spent numerous afternoon with his first love.

"I was so happy to see you...but, you looked so sad, wearing all black. When I came running to you all my armor turned to dust, but I didn't care, all I wanted was to reach you. When I did, you weren't even moving, and you felt cold, nothing I could say was getting through to you...that's when...I said, that all I want is to make you happy...

Jack remembered those were the words the Digimon was saying in his sleep.

"...that was all I could say, nothing else could come out of my mouth...and...and then you hugged me...and you told me that staying with you was all you wanted...and I kissed you...and...

Not wanting to speak anymore Flamedra then tried to run away, but Jack's quick-reflexes matched his speed and caught him with his arms surrounding the Digimon's torso, struggling to break free with no results, falling right back to the floor together, Flamedra whimpering.

"Flamedra, wait! Calm down!" Jack said, trying his best to keep the grip.

"I didn't mean it! I swear!" He screamed, "I didn't know it was real! I swear it to you!...when I woke up, it was still dark, I was over your body, I was sweaty and...I had a hard-on...I didn't want you to see me like that, so I got into your bathroom and...wanked until it hid back within my body...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Jack did his best to comfort him, caressing his body to calm him down as he soon only heard the fainted sound of his whimpers. 'Please, don't hate me' he could hear him say.

"Flamedra..." He decided to speak and reveal the situation to him, "I...was fully aware of that."

Flamedra flinched by this, looking into his eyes, very worried.

"Did you know you talk in your sleep? I heard those words clearly and...I accepted them, because I do need you.

"A week ago before this happened, I began considering all the options I had, about leaving the house; keep on training you, and more. But no matter how much I pondered, how much I analyzed every aspect of my alternatives, I ended up with the same realization...I...I don't know...what to do without you...Flamedra.

"There were so many options I could have used...but they were all cold and unemotional, and I'm not that person anymore, I couldn't do that ever...because I grew fonder of you, you mean everything to me, you've shown me I still have a heart."

He embraced his Digimon who remained motionless, letting the words his Tamers has spoken set in, warming his emotions with his body around him to rest his head on his shoulder.

"I asked you to stay with me that night," he continued, "to stay with me when I need you most...and I meant it. I want you to be in my heart, where none but one have been in...because...I love you, Flamedra."

Flamedra began to cry in silence, hearing words he gave up to believe would hear one day, for deep inside, somewhere in his heart, he wanted to love his Tamer, and he to love him. But knowing a person of his reputation could never afford such luxury as loving a Digimon, let alone a male Digimon, he soon began to give up the idea, but he still wanted to spend all those hours of happiness and peace he had for so long. But now his Tamer has accepted him, he has accepted the love he didn't want him to know, regaining some of the cheeriness he had and a smile returning to his face and heart.

"I...I love you too, Jackie," he replied, "I love you, with all my heart."

Without much in between they locked a kiss at that moment, the light to the moon growing stronger dimming the lights of the city as they both fell onto the floor into each other's arms,

letting each second last as long as impossible to feel everything they wanted so badly to feel from the other without anymore barriers or obliviousness.

"But, Jackie." Spoke Flamedra when he was trying to catch some air, "what will your friends think?"

"My friends are few," replied Jack, "but well chosen, Flamedra. They had had experiences of their own with Digimon, I'm sure they will understand. As for my parents, I'm rather sure father is okay with it, as long as I'm happy with this decision...Now, how about if I make dinner? I'm thinking of making spaghetti."

"Yeah! I'll love to!" He responded cheerfully, once more hugging Jack to near suffocation, letting him go as soon as he appeared to turn blue.

Soon after, they were eating dinner, but instead of doing it on the table, they ate on the sofa in front of the TV watching a movie, both eating from a large bowl their food, sharing it between them. Once done, Flamedra went ahead to take a bath, looking rather excited and cheerful that Jack found kind of suspicious, but on the other hand with the recent realizations, there's more reason to be happy.

After he cleaned the kitchen, Jack processed to take a bath as well, estranged at not finding Flamedra there. Imagining that he must have used one of the other three bathroom in the home, so still he took his time and enjoyed a nice hot bath. Taking a bath coat after finishing he walked down the corridor and entered into his room which was quite vast and well decorated with most of the furniture of matching red colors, a lit fireplace accommodated on the far left end of the room that was the only lighting in the place, the large stereo system beside it playing a smooth, relaxing tune at a subtle volume.

And on the king-size bed, over all the sheets and blankets of the same color surrounded by four pillars on each corner with a section of curtain attached to them, was an armor less Flamedramon waiting for him.

"Ready for a good-night sleep?" The Digimon asked in a curious manner, patting the side of the bed behind him

"Of course...but, not quite yet."

"Huh?"

"I...would like to do something before that..."

"Like?"

"I don't know...Why not...improvise a little?"

"Good...I love hearing that."

Jack walked slowly to the fireplace to take a few more logs, increasing the lighting in the room, then walked to bed dropping the bath coat on the floor, revealing himself only wearing black boxers and joined his Digimon, giving him a more free treatment on him that lets him feel his body more passionately. One caressing the other's body as their tongues kept dancing together with the kiss that wouldn't brake.

He's once again in that place, no more interested in the world that is beyond his room, all of his passions and desires rested now on Flamedramon's warm and soft body, hearing the Digimon moaning and shivering every time Jack touched his back with the tip of his fingers.

But at a moment, Flamedra broke the kiss, seeming nervous for a reason, Jack could feel it.

"Flamedra?" He looked at him in the eyes, knowing something is wrong.

"I..." He blushed, seeming scared, "I...I'll be back."

"Wow, wait." He hold him by the arm, stopping him, still the Digimon laid on his stomach to the bed with his eyes closed, "what's wrong, Flamedra?"

The Digimon didn't respond, but he seemed embarrassed about something, which worried Jack somewhat.

"Come on, Flamedra. What's wrong?"

Flamedra began to gave in, allowing Jack to let him turn him on his side, revealing to Jack his erection at full length.

"That's it?" Asked Jack, not letting Flamedra know he has already acquainted with it, which made him be confused.

"I...I thought you'd be disgusted." He replied, embarrassed by his reaction.

But before he could say anything else, he was surprised by a warm presence, surrounding and massaging his member in a slow, teasing manner. Realizing it was Jack's right hand that was using it, trying to look into Jack's eyes from his position.

"If I was," he said, "I would've dished you a long time ago, Flamedra. Besides, is not the first time I see it, and I think is nice-looking."

"Re...really?" He blushed even more, sounding nervous and at the same time excited of having his Tamer stroking his member so nicely.

Instead of replying, Jack simply locked a kiss again with Flamedra, enjoying every second of it as Jack kept massaging the Digimon's prick, hearing his moans escaping from the lock on his mouth, trying also to catch some air to breath easier. Soon Flamedra began moving his hips to the rhythm of Jack's hand to stimulate himself more as he let his tail wrap itself around his Tamer's waist to get him as close as possible, the hand Jack had free began exploring Flamedra's thighs as the pre-cum began covering his fingers and both's bodies grew hotter and hotter with the cracking sounds of the fire. Letting the Digimon feel in heaven for being used by his Tamer so lovingly, something that in the bottom of his own heart wanted to experience for so long, feeling an incredible ecstasy every time Jack took his time and teased the tip of his cock with his fingers.

"Ja...ckie...I'm...about to cum."

"Good, I'd love to see how you squirm when you do it."

"But, I'll stain the sheets."

"Don't worry, I have it covered."

Jack's left hand abandoned Flamedra's thigh for a brief moment as the Digimon felt the load building up in his balls, and making its way to the base of his cock as his breathing grew heavier.

"Ja...Jackie I can't...hold it any...Mhhhhhaaahhhh!"

But as soon as he felt the cum about to be released at great pressures from his dick onto the world, he felt a warm fabric surrounding his member, receiving it all as he arched his back to find Jack once more behind him, feeling how his load is touching the fabric and letting some of the sperm backfire onto himself for the remainder of the almost full minute of orgasm.

"A warm-wet towel does the trick well." Spoke Jack, stroking still Flamedra through such instrument, "though I couldn't anticipate your semen being so thick, the towel barely holded your load."

"J...Jackie." Tried to speak Flamedra, enjoying the sensation of the afterglow, "I...I want you...inside me."

"What's that?"

"I want you...to take me. Please, Jackie."

"But, Flamedra. I thought you...

"I do remember. That day, when you saved me...from being raped by those Tamers and that Weregarurumon. I'm homosexual, I admit it, but I didn't want to lose my virginity like that, I wanted someone who I loved, who has earned it...and that is you, Jackie. You accepted me as I am, and you helped me become stronger...I fell in love with you Jackie, almost since that day you saved me, but I couldn't say it because I was scared of you're rejection, of me endangering your reputation...of you hating me."

"Flamedra." Jack spoke, "I do love you, and I do care about you, I thought I'd made that clear by now. But with what you said, I believe your love is due to a sense of wanting to reward me for my actions, so I want to be sure you that what you feel for me is true love."

Flamedra with that turned around to him, locking for a few second a kiss, to then look into each other's eyes. Jack could see then the truth and sincerity within the Digimon.

"If I ever wanted to be taken," Flamedramon spoke, "is only if you're the one who takes me, Jackie. So please, do me, Jackie."

"All right then." He said, moving slightly away, "but for that, I'm gonna need something special."

"What?"

"Turn around, and you'll see."

Flamedra obliged, looking to the side of the bed away from Jack, able to hear him pulling a drawer at his side of the bed, searching for something, giving a arousal of anticipation and stretching himself to feel the sheets around him and his member erected again, stroking himself with the warm towel around it, trying to imagine in those few seconds how it might feel to have his Tamer in him.

But fantasizing wasn't long, he felt Jack's presence behind him, his hands wandered around the Digimon's lower body, slowly working their way to his tail, lifting it and lets it rest on his waist. But instead of feeling what he was expecting, he felt a thin tube getting inside.

"Jackie?" He asked in confusion, "what are you-ughh!"

He felt a sudden hot of liquid shooting inside his anus, feeling at first cool and fresh to then feel warm and itching, Jackie taking such tube out of him then letting it in again to shoot an extra squirt, smearing some of what was leaking from the tail hole all around it with his fingers.

"This is a lubricant." Spoke Jack beside Flamedra's ear, his other hand was smearing some more of it onto his fully erect cock, "is to avoid any incident. If we don't lubricate you well, you might end up bleeding badly...And I want you to enjoy every second of it."

Jack got closer, letting his member position right at the entrance in question, teasing it with his its head and watching Flamedra try to let him in sooner, "but, are you sure of it, Flamedra? This might still hurt you."

"I know," he replied, "but for all the pleasure we'll get afterwards, it will make the pain worth it."

"Good mon."

With that Jack began applying pressure onto the Digimon's ass, Flamedra shutting tight his eyes as he attempted to gain entrance when suddenly the member slided halfway into his anus, flinching Flamedra in pain as his tail-cherry got popped. Jack holded him in place as he moaned and whimpered in pain biting the pillow his head rested on, tears leaking as Jackie began caressing his neck and kissing his cheeks while waiting for him to relax, though still getting horny by the heat around his cock given by his ass that there was a moment where he wanted to fuck Flamedra without stopping for anything.

Soon Flamedra calmed down, his ass relaxed as well, and told with a gesture allowing Jack to keep going. So he was able at that moment to insert the rest of his meat within the Digimon who was surprised at the total length of his Tamer. He somewhat had an idea of what it would be like it he was at his full length, but reality had exceeded his most desired expectations when he was far more than he believed could handle, feeling the powerful steel rod inside nearly rearranging his guts to accommodate it, trying to relax and loosen up for him. Once he was able to tolerate it, Jack began to pull himself out until just the head was inside, to then push it all back in, Flamedra begun to feel the pleasure mixing with the pain the moment brought to him. To let him feel comfortable, Jack decided to move with him until he stood on top of the Digimon who now laid on his stomach on the bed, using a pillow to rest his head upon and his arms hiding underneath it, looking up to his Tamers fucking him with his tail hangingfrom his left shoulder. The Digimon soon forgot of the initial pain he felt and was in a complete erotical bliss every time his cock rammed inside of him, watching the expression of satisfaction and delight on Jack holding him in place with his hand on his thighs, arousing him to such levels he cummed on the towel again, barely holding his load back as the noise of the penetration clouded the music in the room and the burning lighting of the fireplace. Flamedra begun moaning in passion and begging his Tamer to go faster as his third orgasm started to build up, Jack feeling his about to explode, but still went faster and harder as he himself fell into the same bliss the Digimon was in, concentrating on his tightness and warmth, his insides pressuring against his member trying to force it out but only arousing him more. The moment of his orgasm was at the edge, penetrating his Digimon faster and harder than before delighting him as tears of happiness begun to leak from Flamedra's eyes. He suddenly felt Jack rmming inside one more time, rubbings his thighs against his as he felt a warm liquid squirming deep inside him as his Tamer fell on top of him, his dick still hard and within him as they both try to catch their breaths.

"I love you, master." Flamedra suddenly called him so.

"Wow, what's with the 'master'?" Jack asked.

"I...just thought...if it would be okay, to call you master when we're in bed."

"Of course. Well, in that case, your 'master' isn't done with you yet."

"Ohh." Flamedra whispered with a smile, blushing to the ideas his Tamer might have now.

Jack leaned back and begun turning Flamedra's body around until he laid on his back, his member still inside of him, to then let his legs hang on both shoulders and his tail resting flat on the sheets as he pulled himself out of the Digimon about three-quarters. Then with a single impulse he lifted himself to his knees along with Flamedra's lower-body and thrusted back inside, holding it in the air while Flamedra's chest, arms and head rested below, his dick erect once more standing straight in the air, his Tamer not at all surprised. Jack begun in this position humping Flamedra again, this time with less care and more power as the Digimon moaned in pleasure and bliss. Flamedra felt then how the towel around his dick was removed by Jack and grabbed it firmly and begun stroking him, his mind clouded with the pleasure of his Tamer dominating him like this without losing force or speed. Apparently he underestimated the experience his Tamer had in bed.

As for Jack, he only got laid once before, with that girl about five years ago. But today, with his hot and sensual Digimon, he begun experiencing all the joyful feeling he once felt with her tenfold, having here more body to work with than back then as he kept hearing Flamedra's moans of pleasure as he fucked and fondled him.

Soon Jack's climax came, and so did Flamedra's. With one final thrust Jack shoot his load into Flamedra's tail hole harder than the first time as the dick in his hand pulsed and squirmed the sperm on the chest and face of an exhausted Flamedramon trying to catch his breath, the semen leaking out of his tail hole and running down Jack's testicles who then leans forth to him and licked the cum off the Digimon's face, he in turn tasting with his tongue the cum he was removing as Jack used the towel to take care of what was left on the Digimon's chest.

When he was about to pull out of him, Flamedra promptly used his tail to stop him.

"No, please!" He expressed, some pain appeared to be in his words, "keep it in. Please, leave it in."

He supposed the sudden feeling of emptiness would be hurtful for him, so he obliged and positioned him again with his back against his chest, embracing him like this and kissing his neck and mouth passionately once more.

"You were incredible, Flamedra." Jack whispered to him, caressing the Digimon's chest.

"And you were a Godramon, master." Flamedra responded, holding Jack's hand with his own.

"Think you would be up to this...every night?"

"For you master, I'll be up to it twenty-four/seven, or until I pass out."

"We must sleep now, otherwise we wont receive our friends tomorrow like we should."

"I love you, master."

"I love you too, Flamedra."

With that they kissed one last time as the afterglow begun to take its toll on them and fell asleep, Flamedra still holding Jack's hand, and he still hard inside of him, finding comfort in the warmth of each other's bodies that the fire could not provide as each begun dreaming of their future together.

Their future was nice, though they decided to keep their relationship as secret as possible, only letting their closest friends know, even seeing and dating girls separately to find love, but always mating together in bed with the same passion and energy as the first time until the era came where neither of both could imagine being with someone who wasn't the other. Jack's ideas and studies has proven well spent, for his many projects and works had left him a fortune that could accommodate them without problem for the rest of their lives, but he wasn't concerned with that, only Flamedra was his concern, and Jack's happiness was the Digimon's only concern. Until one day, when the love between a human and a Digimon became something normal and acceptable in both the Digital and the Real world, they needed not hide anymore, but did anyway, because it made their relationship that much more exciting.

The End.

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