Lee Jenrya = Henry Wong, Lee Shuichon = Suzie Wong

White rabbit

By Outlaw Torn

Authors note; this is story I've written containing Yaoi and crossbreeding content. Akiyoshi Hongo copyrights "Dejimon adventures".

It was sunny day out. I remember it was sunny, but it was getting cold too. Autumn was approaching. The penthouse apartment my family and me lived in was warm, heated by a boiler system a few dozen floors below my feet.

It's been pretty quiet lately, no problems for Terriermon and me. My little sister took a trip out with dad somewhere. So we've just sort of been lounging around the house. I was in my house slipper's, sitting on the couch crossed-legged reading a book when Terriermon came up to me and said "Jen, are we gonna have any fun today or what?" he calls me "Jen," short for Jenrya. "Well, we could go online or..." I trailed off. I didn't have many suggestions for him. "That's all you ever do Jen" he remarks.

We sat for a minute in silence, until a smile spread across his face. "I know Jen! I could evolve!" I felt my stomach drop. " Terriermon...you know I don't really like it when you get like that" "Jen, are you afraid of me when I evolve?" he said. "Sometimes" I said. I did get afraid of him the first time he evolved, but the fear went away. "C'mon Jen, it’s not like there's anyone around to see me" he stated. He was looking at me, with those puppy dog eyes again; I just couldn't stand up to them.

"Oh all right...' I said. "Yay!" he cheers, and crouches into a ball. A second later, his fur stretches, his bones reshape, two machine gun-like devices appear on his newly grown arms, he grows taller than me, and then after blue jeans and a belt mysteriously appear on him, he is Gargomon. He stretches his new limbs for a moment and says, "I don't need these today" and begins to fumble with his machine gun devices. He slips one off; it tumbles to the floor with a small "thud" he uses his now free five-fingered hand to pry off the other one.

Wrenching it off, he picks up the other one off the floor, and sets them on the coffee table that sits in front of the couch. With both his hands free, he reaches behind his back to undo the belt that's slung across his chest. Freeing himself of that, he coils it up and sets it over the machine gun things on the coffee table. He turns to me, his frame now, is a little bulky, his stomach is wide, but I wouldn't call it fat. His feet are shaped like a human's, but are three-toed. His facial fur is colored differently than the rest of it, its colored green, like the tips of his floppy bunny ears.

"Whew, Jen is the heat turned on?" "Yes" I reply. "Then I don't need these!" he says unclasping his jeans. "Gargom---wump, too late, they flopped to the floor and he stepped out of them, tossing them over the rest of his things on the coffee table. Now he was naked, more or less, I had to direct my eyes away from his furry sheathe. "What's the matter, Jen?" he says stepping up to me. "Nothing" I reply softly, he takes my hand and I follow, to the couch.

He sits down, and pulls me onto his lap; he sits back on the couch and pulls me in, until our heads are side by side. His hands are clasped around my stomach, holding me to him. "Jen, you don't know how long I've been waiting for a time like this" he says, sliding his hands under my shirt, caressing my stomach. "I know, since last time," I said. I was still dressed, but he wasn't. He started to rock his hips a little, grinding me onto him. He starts to purr almost, "hhhmmmm" and I can feel it pressing into me through my pants. "Oh Gargomon...not like this..." I say softly.

"Jen? What's the matter? Don't want to do it?" he replies in a concerned tone. "I do, just not like this...what if Shuichon and my dad come home? Please Gargomon I want it to be special, I don't want it to be just fucking like animals," I said solemnly. "Jen, it will never be that way...and if it does, then I'll just pack up my ears and leave," he said. "I hope so Gargomon, I hope so," I said. We sat there for a while, in silence, until I finally said, "C'mon, let’s go to my room" "okay" he replies and I got off his lap. I took his hand and helped him up and we walked to my room.

When we got through the door I closed and locked it, he sat down on my bed, waiting for me. I kicked off my slippers, shoving them aside with my foot. He watched from the bed as I took my vest and shirt off, I tossed them on the chair that sits in front of my computer and went for the stereo. "Jen... what are you doing?" he said from the bed. "Creating mood," I said. During my escapades online, I collected an assortment of music in mp3's. I had some piano and jazz tracks, some American, but with no lyrics, but slow and mystifying. As the soft music started to play from a burned music disk, I started taking off my pants.

They fell around my ankles and I shook them off, I stood there in nothing but my underwear, looking him over, him looking me over. He was lying on his back, propped up with his hands, waiting. He smiled, and I smiled back. I got on the bed and crawled on top of him, staring into his eyes. They were like onyx, black oceans. "Gargomon..." I said before we locked lips. "Mom" I moaned out, I think he was moaning too. We had our arms around each other, I was twisting my head so we could get as close to each other as we could. I was getting hot for him, not just because of the kiss; it was just being like this with him.

Not long after he popped out of my computer screen as Terriermon, I forgot what life was like before him. I guess I've always felt this way about him, in some way or the other, from admiration to his image on the computer screen, to actually seeing him in person and being able to touch him. I started to become afraid of what life would be like without Terriermon, what bleak hell it would be without him, I made a promise to myself to never let anything happen to him. "Mine..." I said breaking the kiss. "Huh...what Jen?" Gargomon said.

"Your mine...no one can have you" I said drowsily. "That's right Jen!" he said matter-of-factly. With those words he made me so happy, I was going to give him a treat. I let go of him and laid my self down on my stomach in front of him. His sex organ consisted of a beat red penis, sheathed in fur. It wasn't even half out yet, "well I'm going to fix that," I said to myself. I gripped him by his sheathe and went to work on it with my mouth. I planted a kiss on it, right on the head and started to run my tongue up and down it. "Mmm...Oh Jen, just like that!" he moaned. I wrapped my lips around it, going up and down on him. "Oohhh...Jen" he moaned under me.

I took him in deep...and went for more, letting the tip touch the back of my throat. He wouldn't thrust into my mouth so I could do that. I was pumping it between my lips and tongue, up and down, up and down, until I felt him shudder, and he came. Flooding my mouth with his salty, tangy cream, I swallowed it all. I got off him and sat up on my knees. He was panting, saying my name, "Jen...oh Jen" then he started to lean against me, for support. "I guess I really took it out of him" I said mentally. He leaned away and I followed him down, lying together on the bed. We didn't talk, we didn't need to, and we knew what each other were thinking.

"My bunny," I said. We faced facing each other, lying on the bed. "Bunny needs his tummy rubbed," he smiled and purred, giving me a look. I smiled and began stroking his furry, plump stomach. "Jen...what makes you feel good?" he said. "Being with you," I replied. "No, what makes you feel really good" he said. He wants to know what gets me off. I thought to myself, but I didn't have an answer for him. "Don't know really...I guess when you do me," I said. "Well, let’s get to it" he said. "Jeez, you never get tired do you?" I said. "Nope!"

Gargomon sat on his knees, waiting... I slid my under ware off, parting my legs he got between them, grabbing my ankles, holding them up in the air. "You really get into this don't you?" I said. We looked into each other's eyes; he winked and drove into me.

I closed my eyes at the feeling of his length inside me; I had almost forgotten what it felt like. It felt wonderful and painful at the same time. He started to pump and I was lost in a sea of emotion and heat. I didn't need lubrication; he was so gentle that if I fell asleep like this, he wouldn't wake me up by his thrusting. He had my legs up in the air, by my ankles, keeping me spread. "C'mon! Harder!" I commanded. He sped up, thundering into me faster, his plump stomach jiggling slightly. "Gargomon!"

I called out as I came, spurting semen onto my self. I went loose, lying back on the bed as he finished. His breath became ragged as his thrusting slowed, until he gasped, sucking in air and then blowing out. I felt his warmth in me, him giving part of himself to me. He drew himself out and lay down beside me, panting. I pulled my self to him and kissed him right on hi furry muzzle, we were in heaven and we were in love.

After our love making session we relaxed, I got dressed, he put his pants back on, and I only put on a T-shirt and loose pants. We sat in the living room drinking soda in front of the television. "Jen? Will you sleep with me tonight?" "Of course" I answered. "With me as Gargomon?" he said. "I'll think about it," I said, resting my head on his shoulder. He purred contently and said "I'll take that as a yes."

End.