This lemon by Red Rover contains adult concepts from the television show Digimon. Do not proceed if you are under eighteen or the material is illegal in you jurisdiction.

Another digimorph lemon request, this takes place after Etemon's Golden Debut, in season one.


Your Highness

(Cobra/Mimi)


"You sure Sora will be ok?" Cobra asked as they walked down the rocky trail.
"Yeah." Greg replied. "She's a tough one." Greg look at his digivice. "But we've got another signal nearby. Wonder who it is?"
"Well, we'll soon see." Cobra looked over the next hill. "And I'm willing to bet that's a good place to start."
Greg ran up the hill and joined his brother, and saw an enormous castle in the distance. "Yup, that looks like where the signal is coming from."
"Well, let's go. And for once, I hope we don't have to fight any gigantic outwardly creatures." Cobra shook his head. "I miss the good old army days. Men with guns. How simple that seems now!"
"I know what you mean." Greg sighed. "You never know what laser shooting, massive multi armed or whatever is going to attack us." Greg and Cobra laughed as they walked down towards the castle.


Greg and Cobra walked in the castle, ready to fight. "Oh good!" A green amphibian Digimon with a horn wrapped around his neck came forward, along with what looked like a tadpole with legs. "So where are the dresses her highness ordered?" The green Digimon spoke.
Greg and Cobra looked at each other. "Huh?" Greg looked at the creature. "Uh, excuse me…"
"Geckomon and this here is Ottamon." Geckomon nodded. "Now where are those designer dresses?"
"We don't have any dresses." Cobra gave his brother an odd look.
"Oh, then you must have her highness's cosmetic supplies!" Ottamon ordered.
"Do we look like delivery men?!" Cobra motioned to himself.
"Then you must be delivering the music CDs her highness wanted!" Another Geckomon appeared around from the corner.
"No!" Greg threw his arms up in the air.
"Then you must be here to paint her royal portrait!" Another Ottamon shouted from the stairway.
"No, they must have brought the fifty pairs of shoes her Highness wanted!" A third Geckomon announced.
"Or the royal jester, sent to amuse her highness!" A third Ottamon appeared.
"The manicurists?"
"The caters?"
"The bakers?"
"The massagers?"
"The pedicurists?"
"The fortune tellers?"
"The hairdressers?"
"Enough!" Cobra shouted over the increasing horde of Ottamon and Geckomon. "Who the hell is this spoiled brat of a highness?!"
"Who are you calling a spoiled brat?!" A female voice shouted from behind the two.
Cobra and Greg turned around. "Finally!" Greg smiled as he recognized Mimi, even under her tiara and gown. "Mimi, glad to see you, and what is with this out-landish get up?"
"I am the princess!" Mimi slapped the fan in her palm.
Greg laughed. "Oh come on now! Be serious!"
Mimi's face turned red. "I am quite serious! I am the princess of the castle, and these are my servants. You will show me the respect I deserve."
"Or what?" Greg chuckled. "You'll throw us in the dungeon?"


Greg and Cobra sat on opposite bunks in the dank cell. "Or what? You'll throw us in the dungeon?" Cobra made a sarcastic tone.
"Drop it!" Greg warned.
"At least you didn't say Or what? You'll behead us?" Cobra mocked.
"I said drop it!" Greg sat up on the bed.
"You got us in to this mess!" Cobra stood up.
Greg sat back down. "Yeah you're right. Those Geckomon are tougher than they look. Especially a couple hundred of them."
"Yeah, sorry for snapping." Cobra sat back down. "We just need to get out of here. That Mimi has completely lost it." Cobra snickered as he formed an idea. "Maybe we can use it against her."
"How so?" Greg questioned.
"Watch." Cobra walked up to the bars. "Hey GUARD!" Cobra shouted at the top of his lungs.
A pair of Geckomon walked up. "What do you want?"
Cobra smiled. "I would like to apologize for my brother's rudeness. Please inform…Princess Mimi of that. Also remind her that I never said those terrible things."
The Geckomon looked at one another. "All right, I'll go inform her highness." One Geckomon took off, leaving the other one to stay guard.
Greg walked over to Cobra, and whispered into her ear. "Think she'd buy that?"
"Her ego has taken on Greymon's size. She'd believe anything." Cobra sat back on the bunk and waited.
Sure enough, the Geckomon returned a short while later. "Her highness says the one called Cobra can leave. Greg must stay until he has learned his lesson about treating royalty."
Greg was about to say something when Cobra clamped a hand over his mouth. "Sit tight." Cobra whispered. "Don't go blowing a fuse."
"Yeah, you're right." Greg sat back down on the cot. "Just don't be too long."
"I won't." Cobra replied as he left the cell.


"Well, I'm glad at least one member of your family knows some respect to royalty." Mimi regarded Cobra. She had invited him into her private chambers to apologize.
Cobra resisted an almost impossible urge to roll his eyes. He just bowed instead. "Of course your highness. Now about my brother…."
"I mean the stresses of royal life are unbearable sometimes." Mimi strutted around her room. "My dresses all need to be hemmed, my music hasn't arrived, and my massager is late." Mimi sat down on her bed, and fanned herself.
Cobra shook his head. She didn't even hear him. He could almost swear he could see her head expanding. Cobra decided that maybe she would notice if he tried a more direct approach. He sat down on the bed and placed his strong hands on her shoulders. "You just need to relax. I am sure I can do as good as job as your massager could."
Mimi began groaning as the strong fingertips began to kneed her flesh. "Oh, that is good…" Mimi closed her eyes. "You do know how to treat me right."
Cobra smiled as he rubbed her bare shoulder. Mimi was really enjoying this. Cobra's hands moved lower, Mimi's dress coming half off as she lay on the bed. Cobra figured if he could get Mimi and a good enough mood, she'd let Greg go. "That feel good?" Cobra asked as he rubbed her shoulder blades.
"Oh yeah…" Mimi turned slightly over to look at Cobra. Cobra's left hand slipped of, and rubbed the outside of her breast. "Oooohhhh…." Mimi gasped.
Cobra was a little shocked, he didn't mean to take advantage of her like this. But he was getting turned on, and Mimi enjoyed it. "Shall I….continue?"
"Please…" Mimi smiled as she sat up and wrapped her arms around Cobra. "I deserve the best."
The two fell back on the king size bed. Mimi rolled on top, and wrapped her hands around his neck. Cobra pushed back on Mimi's chest, her nipples beginning to grow hard under Cobra's palms. Cobra began to rhythmically squeeze her breasts, turning them in circles. Mimi groaned, contented as her tits became rigidly hard. Her hands moved off Cobra's neck and around his head, messing up his hair and tracing the scar on his face. Mimi never realized how sexy a scar could be. She shifted her hips and lay down on his chest, and began to kiss and lick Cobra all over his face. Cobra's hands wrapped around her bare back, rubbing his palms up and down her creamy smooth shoulders. Mimi moved her hands down and placed them under Cobra's shirt. She slowly pulled her hands up. She stopped kissing Cobra briefly as he pulled his shirt over his head, but immediately started again when the shirt was off. This time it was a hard French kiss. Mimi shoved her tongue deeply into Cobra's mouth, exploring every crevice. She ran her ample breasts up and down Cobra's chest. Cobra could feel the hard nipples moving over him as he rubbed her back harder. His hands moved down and under Mimi's tight shorts, feeling her porcelain smooth ass. Mimi moaned in delight as Cobra moved his left hand around her hips and in between her legs. Mimi groaned as Cobra rubbed his fingers over her swollen cunt lips. His thumb rubbed her clit, building her pleasure even more. After a minute of this, Cobra moved his head down, and started working on Mimi's breasts. He would suck one nipple, placing tiny little bites on the hard tit. Not enough to cause pain, just enough for Mimi to thrash about in enjoyment. Cobra took his index and middle finger, and plunged them inside her pussy. He began to rub her insides, moving his fingers in and out rapidly. His palm rubbed her clit as his fingers rubbed her insides. Mimi's body was thrashing wildly as Cobra got his ring finger in as well, filling Mimi up. It took only a few more seconds of his hand job to push Mimi to an orgasm. Cobra felt his fingertips become more moist as Mimi let out an orgasmic scream that echoed in the dusty halls.
Cobra pulled his hand out of her shorts and brought it to his lips. He placed the fingers in his mouth, and sucked the juices off him. Mimi smiled and sat up, removing her royal dress. "Do you want some more?" She asked seductively. She crawled up Cobra's bare chest, and turned around so her knees were on his shoulders. Cobra shoved his tongue up Mimi's eager cunt. He lapped up the remaining pussy juices from Mimi's last orgasm, and began to help her on her next. Mimi smiled as she felt Cobra rub her insides with his talented tongue. Mimi bent down, rubbing her hands over Cobra's chest until she reached his shorts. She slowly pulled off his pants and underwear. When his underwear moved over his dick, it snapped straight up pointing to the ceiling. Mimi smiled, "I never get over how big you are." She ran a single finger seductively up the length of his cock. Cobra shuddered, but still oralled Mimi. Mimi bent down, and slowly began to suck Cobra's head. Cobra moaned in delight, and redoubled his efforts. Mimi began to fondle Cobra's balls while continuing her blow job. Cobra didn't need much more encouragement, as he filled Mimi's mouth with his seed. Mimi drank the cum as fast as Cobra shot it out. Cobra licked even faster, moving his tongue in as fast as possible. Mimi licked her lips free from the lost sperm. She closed her eyes and let out a low moan, cumming over Cobra's face. Cobra licked Mimi's lips, savoring the taste like fine wine.
Mimi ran her hand over Cobra's dick again, making sure he was fully erect. Cobra starting licking her cunt again, but Mimi pulled her hips off. She turned around and moved her hips down so they where resting on Cobra. She reached between her legs and grabbed his dick. She got up slightly on her knees and positioned Cobra's dick at her pussy opening. Cobra shuddered in high hopes, until finally Mimi sat down, taking Cobra's ample boyhood inside her. She immediately squeezed her hips tightly, squeezing Cobra's prick. Cobra almost came a second time, but held back in order to make it last longer. Mimi began to rhythmically squeeze and buck her hips. Cobra's size and shear enthusiasm was pleasuring Mimi to new heights as he moved his hips into Mimi's cunt. He plunged himself into Mimi again and again. Mimi groaned in harmony with Cobra. They began to slam their hips into one another. They both gasped as they came at the same time. Mimi's pussy juice mixed with Cobra's hot cum. Mimi moaned in delight as she felt her belly filled. Cobra just closed his eyes and breathed deeply as a mixture of cum dripped down his legs and hips. Mimi fell on to Cobra's chest, his dick leaving her pussy and flopping out, sending a few stray drips of cum flying. She lay on top of Cobra, breathing deeply as their orgasmic hormones finally passed. Mimi began snoring softly, as she passed into slumber. Cobra gently pushed Mimi over, so she was off him. Mimi was dead asleep, and did not stir as she was covered. Cobra quietly dressed himself, making sure not to wake Mimi. He walked out of the room, and found an Ottamon. "Ottamon," Cobra said in his most serious voice. "Princess Mimi has agreed to release my brother Greg. Come downstairs and release him with me."
"But shouldn't I ask Princess Mimi first?" The Ottamon asked.
"You can, but she is having her royal nap." Cobra gestured back to the room. "Feel free to wake her up."
The Ottamon decided that with the princess sleeping, it would be wise not to wake her. Besides, it was the only time anyone got some peace and quiet. "Sure, of course, right this way!" The Ottamon lead Cobra back down the dungeon, where Cobra was resting.
"Hey bro!" Cobra announced as the Ottamon instructed the Geckomon guards to open the cell, as per Mimi's instructions..
"Hey Cobra, what kept you?" Greg smirked as the cell door swung open.
Cobra looked down at the guards. "Thank you. I feel I have to show my brother around, and talk to him about the proper decorum when talking to Princess Mimi."
"Oh, of course." The Geckomon and Ottamon agreed as Cobra and Greg walked down the halls. 
As soon as they were out of sight, they took off out a window. "Nice plan." Greg mentioned as he jumped to the ground. "At least she's safe, although completed deluded."
Cobra landed next to his brother. "Yeah, best thing to do is let it work out of her system. She's beyond reasoning with us commoners."
Greg began walking down the path. "So how'd you talk her into releasing me?"
Cobra snickered softly as he followed Greg. "I gave her the royal treatment."



And another digimorph requested lemon finished. Any comments, requests, question, writing tips, etc, e-mail me at mrredrover@hotmail.com.
Proofread by: Madman