I do not own Digimon, I would love to, cause I would be rich, lol, but anyway.
This is a Lemon that I DO own, so don't try and steal it. This contains scenes
of sex, if you are offended, or scared to read it, then leave now. If not, or
you don't even care at all about what you read, and just want to et to the sex,
then read on. This is my Third installment of my series, Can Dreams Come True.
He woke up to the sound of a fire burning near him. He could tell he was in a cave, even though he couldn't open his eyes from the pain, for he heard the echo of the wood cracking. His entire body was surging with pain, but he couldn't. for the life of him, remember why.
“Ugh... Where am I?” Simply breathing hurt, so speaking sent sharp spikes into his throat.
“Shhh... Don't speak, don't move, stay still. You are badly hurt, you need to rest.” A deep soothing voice comforted him as a silky, scaly hand caressed the fur on top of his head. The voice relaxed him, and the touch calmed away some of the pain.
“W-Where am I? Who are you?” He didn't listen to the others advice and spoke.
The other with him gave a sigh at the rebellious act, “You are in my cave, it isn't much, but it is my home. I am Flamedramon. I found you near my lake, naked, unconscious, nearly dead. I brought you back here and tended to you. You have been out for about three days now. I feared the worst.” Flamedramon sat down next to him on the soft bed, pulled the linen over his bare chest and patted his head. “Who are you, and what happened that you wound up here?”
He laid there, weak, half dead, half almost dead. He didn't know Flamdramon, but he felt something whenever he spoke, we just loved his voice, it was so seductive, almost alluring, and his soft touch just added to the sexual attraction, along with being cared for by a stranger. One who is so kind and protective that he would go out of his way to care for someone else's life, who he could have left to die. “I ... I don't remember. I don't remember anything that happened. The last thing I saw, was a bright light, and then I felt an incredible pain. Then I awoke here, with you.”
Flamedramon was worried. “You poor thing, you must have hit your head harder then I thought, you have amnesia. Do you remember who you are at least?”
“My name is ... I am Weregarurumon....” Were passed out after that, he was drained of his energy.
Flamedramon kissed Were's forehead. “Sleep tight my little werewolf.” He then gave a smile, and lightly kissed Were on his furry lips before putting some wood on the fire. He then looked back at Were. “Wow, I never believed in love at first sight, but I have never been so attracted to someone as I am this one.” He whispered to himself as he put on his heavy chest armor and helmet, being careful not to hurt himself on the long, sharp blade on the top of it. He then strapped on his nee guards. He then slipped on his shoe like boots, which had three blades protruding out of them. Finally, he put on his strong gloves that, like the shoes, had three blades, which formed a triangle, for fingers. He gave one last look at Weregarurumon, and walked out of his cave, his blades making subtle clings as he steeped, going to hunt for food, in case Were should wake again, and feel strong enough to move about.
It was a calm day, very little clouds in the sunny sky. A bird sang above in a tree. As below, a couple sat on a checkered blanket, enjoying a picnic. Paper plates were scattered about the cloth, along with a variety of drinks, from fruit juice, to some cans of beer. Atop the plates lay half eaten foods, from simple bread and cakes, to steaks and vegetables.
“Are you still hungry?” The human, dressed in a black T-shirt, loose black vinyl pants, and black (sense a color pattern?) high top boots, asked as he held up a finger covered with whip cream up to the others mouth.
“Just a little.” The Werewolf Digimon, dressed in only a pair of blue, worn, jeans, and his light blue fur, answered, as he opened his mouth, allowing the human to place his finger in the Digimons mouth. The Werewolf closed his lips around the humans finger, and suckled on it, wrapping his tongue around it, cleaning it of the whip cream.
The human slid his finger out of the Digimons mouth, a smile going across the humans face. “I didn't mean for you to eat my finger.”
“I can't help it, you are cute enough to eat.” The Werewolf said as he pushed the humans long, silky black hair behind his ear, then pulled him in for a kiss. The two sucked on each others tongue for a moment, then broke it up. “You know I love you, right Cyrus?” The Werewolf asked as he stared into the humans crystalline blue eyes.
“Yes, but you can't possibly love me nearly as much as I love you Weregarurumon.” The human, Cyrus, answered back.
“Then what is the answer?” Weregarurumons voice went from its normal growl, to a higher, woman's voice, as the environment started getting blurry.
“What? What question?”
“What is the capital of
“Huh? Oh, no, I walk anyway...” He spoke in a very depressed tone. He WAS very depressed, his dream lover was killed right in front of his eyes, and there was nothing he could do about it. He grabbed his book bag and stood.
“Are you all right Cyrus? You haven't been yourself for the past couple days. Has something happened that I should be concerned about?” She placed her hand on his shoulder, and spoke softly.
“No, I am just going through something that is messing up my mind. I will get over it soon though, don't worry about it.” He lied as he started walking away from her and to the door.
“OHHH! I know what's wrong. The same thing happened to me.”
He turned and looked at her, his face full of shock. “You do?”
“Of course. What, you don't think I was young once? I know what it is like to be in love. The worst is when they don't love you back, but don't worry, they will realize what they are missing when it is to late...”
Her voice faded away as he walked out the door, shaking his head. “Man, I thought she knew about Digimon, and the Digital world...” He walked down the hall, and out the door.
“Talking to yourself Cyrus?” A short kid walked up to him. He had short brown hair, and brown eyes. He was dressed in a tan uniform with tan Puma shoes.
“Oh, Hi Cody, what's up?”
“Not much. Correct me if I am wrong, but did I hear you say something about the Digital world?”
Cyrus stopped short, and grabbed Cody by either shoulder. “You know of the Digital world? Tell me! Tell me how to get there!” Cyrus slightly shook Cody.
“Calm down Cyrus, you're going to hurt me. Of course I have heard of it. I may be one of the smartest kids in school, but I always find time for the Digimon Show, I love that cartoon, it is my favorite, of course, it is the only thing I watch on TV, but...”
“TV... You mean the cartoon show?”
“Yeah, what did you think, I was talking about the actual place? Please, I would love it if the Digital World was real. I would love to have a Digimon. Maybe even an Armadillo type... Armadillomon, Yeah, that would be his name...” Cody walked away, talking to himself about the Digimon show.
“Man... I have to calm down, people will start thinking I am crazy if I act like this all the time.” Cyrus continued home, thinking about his day dream. It, with others that he had been having flooded his mind as he walked, normally he would just travel the short way home. The other way went to the forest that he went to the Digital world in, he was to afraid to go back to the place where Weregarurumon had been killed, but he wasn't watching where he was going, and he walked right into the patch of woods.
“Ello Cyrus, long time no see.” A voice, familiar, and hated voice spoke in front of Cyrus.
Cyrus looked up at the voice. “YOU!!!” Cyrus jumped back in amazement, shock, and horror. In front of him stood the one that started, and ended, his trip to the Digital World. It was Hybridmon. A Digimon that looked and sounded, with the exception of a more evil tone, exactly like him.
He was the one that killed Weregarurumon with his "Atomic Blast" attack.
Flamedramon brought back, and clean cut a large buck that he had found while out hunting. He brought that, and some sweet bananas and mangos back to his cave. He was carrying the fruit with one hand, and over his shoulder he held the buck with the other hand. He found that Weregarurumon had not yet awoken. He smiled as he stared at Were for a moments time.
He then placed the buck and fruit down near the fire. He spent a few moments cutting the buck into strips of meat, and some parts into little pieces that he was going to make a stew for Were with. “All I need to do is find some vegetables, and I will make a stew for my new friend.” He looked over at Were again, giving a sigh as he took off his armor. “I wonder if he is attracted to males like me. Well, I can only hope so.” He gave a small chuckle as he got up and walked to the beds side, kneeling down next to Were's head.
“He is so handsome. God, I would take him now if I could, but I can't. Oh well, I can wait till he wakes up. I can deal with this for now.” He leaned forward, into Were's face, giving him another kiss on the lips. Like last time, he expected Were to just lay there, but he was surprised when Were gave a slight moan and raised his right arm, placing his hand on the back of Flamedramon's head, holding him down.
Were used his tongue to penetrate Flamedramons lips and play with his tongue, before he released Flamedramon and woke up with a startle. He took his tongue out of Flamedramons mouth and pulled away. “Oh my God, what am I doing?” He asked as he sat up, feeling better then before.
Flamedramon stood up, and took a few steps back, tripping over some stones and falling backwards heading into the fire. Were quickly got up and ran to catch Flamedramon before he fell into the flames. He held him in his arms, not realizing that he is naked. “Wow... Someone is feeling better.” Flamedramon said as he put a hand on Were's chest, lightly rubbing him.
Were realized what had happened and placed Flame on his feet, then quickly went and grabbed the blanket on the bed, wrapping it around his waist. Flamedramon's blue cheeks became red as he blushed, him to realizing what had just happened.
“I am sorry for the kiss, I just couldn't help myself.” Flamedramon said apologetically.
“It isn't your fault, I shouldn't have grabbed you like that.” Were said as he sat sown on the bed.
“Well, if you didn't grab me, I would have fell into the fire. Thank you, for saving me.” Flame smiled.
Were smiled back. They both looked into each others ruby red eyes until Flame cleared his throat.
“I brought you some food, if you want, I will cook it for you.” He walked over to the strips of buck meat by the fire. He picked a piece up, getting ready to place it over the fire.
Were's eyes lite up when he saw the meat. “That is OK, I can eat meat raw, I am used to it, I just don't prefer it, and right now, I am hungrier then a then can be.”
Flame walked over to Were, handing the large strip of meat to him. “All right, here you go.”
Flame handed over the piece, and Were gladly accepted it. He ate it quickly, then licked his furry fingers clean of some of the blood that dripped off the meat. “Thank you, for everything. I may have saved you from the fire, but you would have lived anyway, I might not have lived if you hadn't found me.”
Flame sat down next to Were, so close that they touched when the bed sank from the weight. “If you want my honest opinion. I couldn't just leave such a beautiful creature to die, now could I?”
Again, they stared into each other eyes. Then they both leaned in, tilting there heads to either side, and pressing there lips together. Were still had the flavor of blood on him, but Flame didn't mind. They both held each other head with one hand. Were used his other to wrap around Flame's back, and pull him closer until their bodies touched. Flame used his free hand to rub up and down Were's side, lightly running his hand through Were's fur. The both moaned in pleasure as a bulge formed, both under the blanket that Were wore, and in a protective pouch that hid Flame's genitalia.
Were got up, bringing Flame with him, so that he could drop the blanket that covered him, letting his member spring forth, and rub against Flame's smooth scaly body. This was to much for Flame to handle, his blue prick poked out of his pouch, still growing, only his grew straight up, while Were's grew out.
Were pushed Flame down onto the bed, still keeping the kiss going. The sucked on each others faces, stopping ever so rarely to breath. Were got on top of Flamedramon's body, there tongues intertwining as they kissed.
Flame pushed Were away, breaking the kiss, but only for a moment, enough time to say, “I want you ... I want you in me.”
“Are you sure?” Asked Were. He wanted it as well.
“Yes, I want you to be my first, I want you to be my mate.”
Were gave no hesitation. He kissed Flame once again, then used he strength to turn his entire body around. He moved Flame's tail to the side, revealing his tight ass hole. “This will hurt.”
“I know, but I want it.” Flame was panting with anticipation.
Were, again, gave it no second thought as he positioned himself right. He licked his hand, then rubbed his dick, giving it some lubricant. He then rubbed his light blue, almost gray, furry Dick against Flame's hole, circling around it, teasing Flame.
“Please ... stop torturing me and do it!” Flame pleaded.
Were had his fun, and now he was going for pleasure, he slowly entered his Dick into Flame's hole. It was to tight at first, but Were kept pushing, easing into Flamedramon.
Flamedramon bit his bottom lip as he felt pain, but it quickly subsided into pleasure as Were pushed all eight inches into him. Flame let out a yell as Were pulled out slightly and thrust back in. Were continued the thrusting motion. Going in and out of Flamedramons tight hole. He went on thrusting for a few minutes, until he arched his back, and gave a loud howl as he ejaculated his seed into Flamedramon.
Feeling Were burst inside him sent Flame over as well, his blue prick shoot out warm clear fluid all over the bed, and somewhat on his chest. They both collapsed on the bed, Were pulling out of Flame and laying next to him.
Flamedramon was in a world of pleasure and delight as he laid there, panting. Were, however, was silent, as he was taken back into his memories. He remembered someone sucking on him, someone that he loved, but never got the chance to be with. Someone who was taken away from him. “Cyrus!” He yelled out as he sat up on the bed with a start.
“This can't be... You're not real. I was dreaming.” Cyrus said as he was confronted by the man, Digimon, of his nightmare, taking a few steps back in disbelief.
“If I was a dream, would I be able to do this?” He quickly ran behind Cyrus. He moved faster the lightning, creating a loud crack, almost like a whip, sound when he left the spot he was standing. He stopped behind Cyrus, but Cy couldn't do anything to prevent what happened next. Hybridmon gave Cy a swift blow, with his fist, directly into the middle of Cyrus's spine, sending him flying.
When he should've hit street when he landed, for the patch of trees was to small to be called a forest, he actually his dirt ground. He Yelled out in pain as he rolled over onto his back, twisting his arm around his back, trying to grab the pain. He took into notice that he was no long in his world when he looked around. He noticed that, and the fact that Hybridmon was gone. He continued to roll around in pain, yelling and moaning, he could just barely feel below his waist. What he did feel was sharp pains, and nothing more.
“Cyrus? Who is Cyrus?” Flamedramon asked. He was taken out of his world of pleasure, and was frightened by Weregarurumon as he stood up and went to the entrance of the cave.
“It is Cyrus! Don't you hear him? He is in pain! I have to go to him!” Were talked loudly, almost yelling as he ran out of the cave.
Flamedramon quickly stood and followed Weregarurumon as he ran into the woods. Faintly, off into the background, someone's cries of pain could be heard.
Is Were hearing the cry's of his love, Cyrus, or is he hearing things?
If he is hearing the please for help, will he get to Cy in time before Hybridmon comes back? And what about Flamedramon? He just found a hot looking Digimon that liked him, but will he loose him when Were finds Cy? Or is Cyrus not going to make it, leaving Flamedramon to pick up the pieces of Weregarurumon's broken heart? Find out in the next chapter of, Can Dreams Come True.
I hope you enjoyed reading my Lemon, I think, that so far, this is my best work of art, but it isn't up to me, please, contact me at Darkcyruss@aol.com, and tell me what you thought. ^.^ I look forward to reading your insights.