Mind Games

 

This story contains graphic visualizations of Digimon characters in the bonds of physical, emotional outlet. (in other words two Digimon fucking each other). If you are under eighteen or are offended by such acts, please read no more.

 

     Palmon sat by herself on a rotting log, overlooking a beautiful sunset. She sighed and closed her eyes, images of a certain someone driving through her mind. He was three feet tall and had the most chiseled figure she'd ever seen. His snaggle-tooth grin was as cute as he was and he had the most enchanting crimson eyes. His skin was very smooth and pleasing to the touch (which almost annoyed Palmon because she had to do so much just to keep her skin in perfect condition).

     "Hmmmmmm..." A grin spread across her face and she giggled softly to herself, "All mine... he's all mine..." She began humming to herself as she imagined her dream mon pulled her close to him, wrapping his arm around her waist. He stroked her cheek lightly and gave her a loving smile. They closed their eyes and leaned forward. Right before She felt the soft, warm lips connect with hers, her eyes snapped open. She quickly sat up and looked around.

     "Hey, Palmon, what's going on?" Palmon stood up and spun around.

     "Veemon!" She gasped.

     "Whoa, are you alright? You look, uh... mad..."

     "Oh... It's nothing, I was just thinking."

     "Well maybe you shouldn't think so much, it makes you scary." Veemon chuckled. Palmon returned with a shy blush and a small chuckle too.

     "So, what are you doing out here?" Veemon sat down next to her on the log.

     "Just watching the sunset."

     "Mind if I join?" Veemon asked.

     "No..." Palmon shook her head. They looked out at the contrasts of color when Palmon suddenly felt a pair of hands on his sides and hot breath breathing down her neck.

     "No, you wouldn't mind at all." Veemon grinned in a sexy tone of voice, "I bet you wouldn't mind if I ate out that sweet pussy of yours either, hmm?" Palmon tried to stay calm. Her imagination was screwing with her again.

     "C'mon, don't ignore me." Veemon's tongue traced up her back, "I'm right here. Tell me what you've always wanted to tell me. Tell me how much you want me to take you."

     "Palmon?" She snapped out of her daze, "Hey, you kind of fazed out on me there." Palmon chuckled and looked at Veemon.

     "I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

     "I was asking you how the sunset looked." Veemon was leaning towards her slightly. With a blush and a light giggle, Palmon replied, "Oh, it's wonderful."

     "Yeah, about as wonderful as I can make you feel, baby." Palmon closed her eyes as the imaginary Veemon went back to rubbing her sides, "Just a few simple words and I'll make sure you absolutely no rest tonight." Veemon kissed and gently sucked on Palmon's shoulder, making her shudder slightly, "I'll even do that trick with my tongue." He flickered it across her back. Palmon gave a large gasp and opened her eyes. Veemon was staring at her. Her eyes shifted away.

     "My, what a beautiful sunset." She smiled stupidly, "And smell that fresh air."

     "Yeah, you just can't see this kind of stuff in Tokyo."

     "Can't you tell? I'm jumping all over you and you're doing jack squat." Veemon rubbed Palmon's shoulders, "I haven't seen you in weeks, and I'm just begging for a little ranch dressing from the salad bar." His left hand snaked between her legs.

     "Stoppit." She hissed silently.

     "Hmm?" Veemon looked at her.

     "Um... nothing..." Palmon blushed again.

     "Quit playing the innocence act." Veemon grinned wildly, "I know how much of a bad girl you can be. We both know there's only one Digimon that can each you a lesson." His hands clasped onto her buttocks. Palmon stood up quickly then noticed Veemon's look. He rolled her arms up and yawned.

     "A little tired." She smiled nervously. She sat back down, unexpectedly, right into the imaginary Veemon's lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and began kissing her soft skin as he continued.

     "Just tell me. Don't be afraid. Tell me what I can do to make you scream my name, baby." He hissed softly, "I could make your pussy throb like it never has before with my tongue. Or mabye I could just fuck you. Yeah, that's what you like, you dirty girl; a nice, hard, up the cunt, stretching you beyond limit, ground pounding, deep throat moaning, teeth grinding fuck." Palmon began to sweat, trying to ignore the cruel trick her mind was playing on her, "Tell me... just tell me what to do." His hands reached up and clasped her breasts, rubbing them in soft circles, "And where I can  put it."

     "Uhhm..." She softly moaned, "Veemon..."

     "Yes?" Her eyes shot open.

     "Uh... are... you hungry? It's getting pretty late."

     "Excuses, excuses. Yeah, I'm hungry. Hungry for that tight little..."

     "...Because..." She interrupted her subconscious, "I can... fix up a little dinner for us, if you want."

     "Dinner? Fuck it. I want only one thing and one thing only to eat. That..."

     "Yeah, I'm a little hungry." Veemon nodded.

     "Great!" Palmon squeaked, standing up, "Let's go." Veemon looked at her oddly as she quickly lead him into the forest.

     "Oh you've won the battle, hot cheeks, but you have yet to win the war!" The imaginary Veemon grinned, "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little cunt too."

 

     Veemon waited patiently next to a small fire as Palmon prepared some fish down by the near-by stream. She was stabbing them on a stick and cooking them over another fire she had prepared next to the water. As she rotated the fish on the stick, Palmon was pulled away from the fire.

     "Well, I missed you, baby." The imaginary Veemon was back, "Now that we're all alone, how about a little fun?"

     "I can't, I have to make dinner!" Palmon tried to pull away.

     "Oh, please, I know what you want, baby, and I know just how to rub you to get you going." His hands wrapped around her hips and began rubbing her intimate are gingerly. She trembled slightly and closed her eyes.

     "No... I won't let you... ruin this..."

     "I'm not ruining anything. I'm just making sure your relaxed for your big date with me."

     "I just... invited him over for dinner... it's not... a date."

     "Quit lying to yourself and shut up." Veemon pressed his lips to Palmon's, "I'll take care of everything." Palmon didn't want to go on, but Veemon's erotic groping forced her to postpone her thoughts of dinner.

     "That's better. Just sit back and let little old Veemon do everything." He turned her around on top of him and licked her neck. The greatest thing about Palmon's subconscious was that it knew everything about how to make her hot.

     Veemon slowly rubbed a finger down her back, reaching her tight buttocks. His other hand pinched and rubbed her erect nipples as he continued to kiss her gingerly.

     "Ohhh..." A soft moan emanated from her throat.

     "I can tell, you're getting hotter, baby." He smiled, "What do want me to do? You realize I'm all yours."

     "Uhh, suck me."

     "You're the boss." Veemon slowly laid her on her back and spread her legs. His tongue flickered across her pussy, giving her jolts of pleasure.

     "Ohhh, I love that tongue!!" She moaned.

     "You always did." Veemon chuckled, pushed it between the folds of her vaginal hole. He pulled it up and down inside her cunt, lapping at her delicate clit now and then.

     "Oh, fuck... feels so good..." She moaned. Veemon pushed tongue deeper into her chasm, pressing his lips to the entrance of her pussy. He sucked lightly and whipped his tongue around inside.

     "Oh, fuck, YES! DO that again!!" Palmon demanded, throwing her head back.

     "Whatever the boss wants." Veemon nodded, whipping his tongue around again. Palmon bucked slightly as she felt an orgasm was imminent.

     "Veemon... I'm gonna cum!" She moaned.

     "Say no more." Veemon began focusing all his attention on her clit, sucking and rubbing it with his tongue. Palmon arched her back hard and let out a soft groan as she released cum onto Veemon's face.

     "Mmm, there goes my dinner." He smiled, lapping up all of her stray cum.

     "Uhhh..." She sighed heavily. He pulled her up and she leaned against him. Veemon began rubbing her shoulders and kissing the back of her neck.

     "Anything else, oh mistress of pleasure?" He grinned, licking her neck.

     "Mmm, give me it."

     "Give you... what?" Veemon grinned.

     "Don't play stupid, give me that cock." Palmon chuckled.

     "Okay, where?" She saw Veemon's hungry eyes search her body, "You know there's quite a few places I can... `give' you my cock."

     "Hmm..." Palmon thought as Veemon continued to caress her body.

     "Don't take too long, or your date might think you're in trouble."

     "He's not my date." Palmon growled.

     "Whatever, just hurry and choose, you're burning the fish."

     "Oh, alright, just fuck me up the ass this time."

     "Mmm, with pleasure my dear." Veemon spread her legs open, "Do you want a little finger assistance?" His hand cupped and rubbed her crotch.

     "No, I'll manage by myself." Palmon shoved his hand away and licked two of her fingers before slowly plunged them into her cunt.

     "Ah, I keep forgetting, you're a big girl." Veemon kissed Palmon's neck. He gently pushed his erect cock deep into Palmon's rectum, causing her to moan a little louder.

     "Keep it down, or lover boy will hear." Veemon grunted and laughed.

     "Shut up." Palmon hissed, reaching back with her free hand and cuffing him softly.

     "Ohh, feisty." Veemon licked her neck once more as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Palmon dug her fingers into her cunt as far a she could reach, pulling out to massage her clit once in a while.

     "Can you feel it? Are you going to cum?" Veemon teased.

     "Oh... yesss..." Palmon hissed, throwing her head back.

     "All that talk must have really turned you on, eh, baby?" Veemon thrust ever deeper into Palmon's hole, "Now come on, sexy, what's my name?"

     "Uhh... Veemon!"

     "A little louder, I couldn't hear over the sound of my cock fucking you." Veemon grinned, "Say my name."

     "VEEMON!" She gasped, pushing her fingers into her pussy and wiggling them around.

     "Good girl..." With a final thrust, Veemon emptied himself into Palmon's ass. She came too and released her orgasmic juices to the ground and onto her fingers. Veemon gave her a deep kiss before whispering, "Break a leg, Palmon..." He disappeared, leaving her to rub her wet and dripping crotch alone.

     Palmon snapped out of her sexual delirium and went over to the river to wash up. The fish were ruined and she had to catch another batch. She didn't know what Veemon meant by, "Break a leg." She shrugged it off and prepared the meal.

 

     "I'm sorry about the wait, I ruined the first batch." Palmon apologized to Veemon, handing him a fish.

     "No problem. Hey, are you alright?"

     "What? Of course, why wouldn't I?" Palmon blushed.

     "Well, I thought I heard you moaning or something over there, but I guess it was my imagination." Veemon shrugged, biting into the fish.

     "Actually it was mine." She smiled to herself.

     "Come on, he's right there." A voice whispered in Palmon's head, "Tell him, TELL HIM." She ignored it and they ate the dinner in silence. After finishing all of the fish, they talked about current events in the digital world and before they knew it, the moon was overhead.

     "Wow, I really overstayed my welcome, eh?" Veemon stood up and stretched.

     "Yeah... I mean no!" Palmon stood too. Veemon chuckled.

     "You're pretty funny, Palmon, we have to get together again sometime. Doing anythin' tomorrow?"

     "Not that I know of." Palmon shrugged.

     "Alright, I'll see you then." They looked at each other, unsure of what to do next.

     "KISS HIM! KISS HIM YOU IDIOT!!" Veemon yelled in Palmon's head.

     "Bye." Palmon waved.

     "Later." Veemon smiled.

     "Oh, for the love of... I'm getting you into that relationship whether you like it or not!" Veemon appeared behind her and shoved her forward. She stumbled and stepped right into the fire.

     "AHHH!!" She shrieked, hopping back and clutching her burned foot.

     "What happened?!" Veemon turned around.

     "I... I don't know. I lost my balance and... and stepped into the fire." Tears formed in her eyes.

     "Ow! Let me see." Veemon rushed over to her. They inspected Palmon's burnt foot and Veemon insisted he stay with her that night.

     As they prepared to go to sleep, Veemon wrapped a large, wet leaf around the plant Digimon's leg and foot.

     "There, it should be as good as new tomorrow." Veemon smiled.

     "Thanks... thanks a lot." She smiled back. Veemon sat next to her and, in an unannounced fashion, wrapped his arm around Palmon's shoulders, pulling her close. She blushed slightly at the feel of his smooth skin then sighed.

     "Tell him... TELL HIM OR I'LL PLUG THAT OTHER FOOT INTO THE FIRE!!" Veemon yelled in her head.

     "Um..." Palmon began to sweat, "Veemon...?"

     "Yes?" He looked at her.

     "I... um... er... with..." She mussed her words, "Uh...have... feelings of... um... I really..."

     "You really are incompetent." The imaginary Veemon shook his head and knocked her upside the head. She shook it slightly and looked into Veemon's crimson eyes.

     "Find the words in your heart and tell him." Veemon whispered softly.

     "Veemon..." She repeated.

     "What is it?"

     "I... I..." They peered into each other's eyes, "I... love... you... Veemon..." There was a brief moment of silence shared before Palmon worked up the nerve to kiss Veemon. Her blue companion gently kissed her back, holding her tightly and rubbing her back.

 

     As Palmon was beginning to fall asleep in Veemon's arms, she was awakened by a voice.

     "Heh, way to go, baby, I knew you could do it." The imaginary Veemon smiled at her.

     "Heh... it was all... thanks to you..." She whispered.

     "Me? I'm just a creation of your mind. I'm just a part of you."

     "But..."

     "No buts, you did this all by yourself. And... I guess seeing as you're with the REAL Veemon now, my job is done."

     "You're... leaving?" Palmon was faintly surprised. She had always had Veemon with her ever since she first began fantasizing about Veemon. She looked up at him.

     "Well, at least while... you were here... you gave me... so much pleasure." Palmon yawned.

     "Heh, enjoy Veemon, sexy, you deserve him." He leaned down and gave a short kiss to Palmon's cheek before slowly disappearing.

     "Good... bye... good... bye..." She repeated before falling asleep. The real Veemon smiled and stroked her head chuckling lightly.

     "She's cute when she talks in her sleep." With a kiss on the forehead, Veemon fell asleep along with his love.

 

The End

 

Hey, whaddya know? I actually did a straight sex story that isn't twenty pages long! *celebrate*.

 

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