Ofuro ni Hairu....
by DigistarDBZ
* * * * ((A/N: Aren't dreams great? That, and fabulous scenery photos
from Japanese sites. ^^ All I can say is that I've had this one
for a while, but never got around to doing it... until now. If
you don't like the touchy subject of *ahem* "masturbation"...scram.
You HAVE been warned. After all- I AM IMMUNE TO YOUR FLAMES!!! *big grin* Sankyuu.))
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Sweet darkness.
Privacy beyond my wildest dreams...
Or so it would appear tonight.
I walk across the foliage, being extra careful so that I don't immediately
alert any small Digimon nearby- I will do that later. I
take a deep breath for some odd reason as I sit down, just watching
the small waterfall pound onto the rocks and into the hot spring
below. It's so calming to my turbulent mind, inhaling the sweet
scent. I guess thats one of the many reasons I come here- to think...to
muse... but mostly to bathe, which I am doing tonight. I get up
off the grass, stripping my gloves off and setting them on the ground next to my towels.
As I look into the water's reflection, I glance around a few times,
and when I am sure no-one is watching, put my hand to my face and
remove my mask. I sigh woefuly as I stare into my reflection, silently
cursing myself for someone like me to be so... how can I put
it humbly... handsome. That word leaves an acidic taste in
the back of my mind, for I am supposed to fearsome... but
instead I have the face of an angel. I splash the reflection, blurring
it out upon impact. I then begin cupping the water in my hands
and splashing it on my face, the steaming hot water feeling so good
against the cold skin on my face... A grin involuntarily creeps
onto my face as I continue splashing the hot water on my face and
on the top of my head, soaking my hair. My face is throughly wet
as I stop and, after removing a bar of soap and a washrag, bury
a deep bucket into the water, lifting it back to the ground as it
was now filled with that same hot water, straining slightly as I
dragged it to that same small pile of towels, unhooking my cape in the process.
"It's far too quiet... even for someone like me," I muse, untucking
my scarf, pausing for a few moments as I was halfway finished unbuttoning
my tunic. I glanced around again, casting a cautious glare to the
sky. 'It's only your imagination- besides, like any In-Training
Digimon would give a damn about what you're doing,' Still, I
sigh heavily as I let my now-unfastned tunic fall to the grass,
slipping the trouser straps off my shoulders and kicking my clunky
black boots off my feet. 'Besides... you're just being paranoid...'
I drop to my knees as I wring the washrag with the hot spring water,
then work in some soap until a thick, foaming lather nearly covers
all of it. I smile slightly for some odd reason as I start scrubbing
myself, thinking that it would've been nice if my lover was here....
Gods, how I love him.
I can't help but see him--no--FEEL him scrubbing the washrag
on me, grazing it down my back, working it across my stomach, draping
lather on my shoulders... Damn it. I'm letting my petty fantasies
get the best of me, finding most of my torso and face loosely draped
in suds. I shake my head slightly, absently tracing a soapy finger
lightly across my waist. Mmm.. petty fantasy or not.. it feels
wonderful. I simply unbuckle the two belts on my waist, standing
up for a moment to let them fall before sinking to the ground again.
As if beckoned to do so, I slowly inch the rag up my legs, going
up and down each time it reaches the edge of my undergarment. A
small, yet clenching ache is forming around my groin, a small bulge
slowly peaking. A small groan comes out of my throat as I scrub
my torso again, this time going down as I inched my undergarment
down my legs. 'This isn't new to me at all... but each time
feels like the first, it seems...' I think, lightly dancing
the now-cooled-off washrag up, down and around my erection, each
stroke brining small swells of tears to my eyes. It's not so much
that it hurts, but... it just feels so good... almost TOO good, it seems.
"Oh, gods....." I moan softly with each stroke sending me down what
seems like a downward spiral to complete insanity. The cool lather
works almost like a magnet to my hot member, making me scrub it
even more. At this point, I could care less if my trousers and
undergarment were covered in suds... I stare up to the stars, the
moonlight shining down as I writhe and convulse in total self-bliss,
sweat beading and running down my face, almost disappearing into
the almost-liquid suds that covered at least half of my body. It
is moments like this do I truly cherish my lover... just knowing
that he exists brings me such joy in my dark, lonely life. I breathe
even more heavily as my climax apporaches, my heart threatening
to leap up my throat and the ache in my crotch more unbelieveable than ever.
I can't hold it in any longer. I as I come, I scream the first word that came to mind:
"PIEDMON!!!!"
With that outburst my head drapes to the side, shaking
the hot cum off my hands. I breathe heavily, attempting to regather
strength to dump the bucket of water on me.. after fully removing
my undergarment and trousers, of course. After having that wave
of hot water dumped on myself, I inch myself into the hot spring,
the water only submersing me to my collarbone. I float slightly
to the waterfall, easing myself onto the rock ledge and letting
the cascading water pound onto my head and back. As I relax, I
still can't help but get the feeling I've been watched this whole time...
'That's impossible. No one knows about this place except me
and a few mindless Digimon who haven't even learned to speak yet....'
* * * * He is so handsome when he does this.
Yes, I am fully aware that this is quite voyeuristic, hiding here
in the brush watching him.... but there *are* lengths that I will
go to in order to see him in this manner.
After all, Myotismon, you never cease to amaze me.
Owari
* * * * (A/N: Yes, folks- Piedmon was talking in that last paragraph.
^^ I am in NO WAY endorsing voyeurism, I just had to find SOME
way of fitting him into this story...^^;; But for you ignorant
people, Myotismon was the one speaking for the majority of the story,
OK? Just thought I'd clear that up! See ya next fic! ~.^V)- DigistarDBZ