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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.

 

     Impmon yawned, bored as he looked out across the quiet Tokyo skyscrapers. The sun was setting in the west and the yellow rays hit the tall buildings with great splendor.

     "If I don't find somethin' to do soon, I'm gonna kill myself." The small Digimon stood up and stretched, "Maybe I'll go screw around with that pin head Guilmon. He's always good for a few laughs." As he turned around, Impmon was met with an unpleasant surprise. The "surprise" tackled him and sent him flying over the edge of parapet. He hurtled downward and soon struck the roof of another lower edifice, knocking the wind out of him. He laid on the surface for some time, coughing and trying to catch his breath before he exploded in rage.

     "HEY! Whassamaddawidchu! You nearly KILLED ME back there!" He grunted, sitting up, "I oughta... I... guh..." He paused as he saw his assailant get to its feet. Standing before Impmon was an almost exact replica of himself. This Impmon, however, was a bright pink and the smiley face with a toothy grin on its stomach was wearing a matching bow with one closed in a wink. It's gloves and bandanna were orange.

     Impmon couldn't take his eyes off the new Digimon. Not only because it looked a hell of a lot like him, but also because he felt oddly... attracted to it.

     "Wassamaddawidme?!" It furiously shouted in a voice like his except more feminine, "You shoulda watched where I was goin', shrimp!"

     "Shrimp?!" Impmon leapt to his feet, remembering his "manners", "Who are you callin' a shrimp?!"

     "You, shrimp!"

     "If! you didn't look so much like me, I'd bust you right in tha face"

     "Don't let that stop you, buddy!" The two shot daggers at each other with their eyes. Both giving a small hmph, they turned away from each other, arms crossed. After standing in silence like this for a while, Impmon looked over his shoulder slowly. The other Digimon peeked too.

     "Well... I guess I'll let you off this time." He said, shrugging it off and turning around. The other sheepishly turned around too.

     "So is this how you meet people? Run `em down and break a few ribs?" Impmon asked.

     "Nah, too personal. I was just havin' a little fight with another Digimon. I was doin' great until I got sucker punched into the stratosphere by some stupid fox with her... human..." The other Digimon seemed to growl and shudder at the same time.

     "Eh, I never bother with those cheap bastards." Impmon shrugged, "It's a waste of time even trying to get `em in a fair fight."

     "I'll remember that." The Digimon stepped closer, "I'm Elfmon; just bio-merged a little while ago."

     "Name's Impmon." He nodded back.

     "I'm new to these parts and... was looking around for someone who can... I don't know... show me around?" Elfmon asked with a small grin.

     "Well, it ain't gonna be me. I've had enough excitement for today and besides, I've got more important things to do than give some newbie a little tour." He Impmon turned around, "What would I get from this anyway." Elfmon's grin widened as she came up behind him. Impmon's eyes shot open as he felt the female's hands knead int his shoulders and sides, deeply massaging him. A silent sigh escaped his throat and he struggled to stay on his feet.

     "Oh, we'll think of something." Elfmon whispered. Impmon closed his eyes, slowly nodding off to the pleasureful touch. He snapped awake suddenly and stepped away.

     "Well, eh... I guess I can squeeze you in for a quick tour. I mean, it wouldn't be neighborly of me to do otherwise." He shrugged.

     "Thanks handsome, I REALLY appreciate it." Elfmon sauntered by him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Impmon almost fell to the ground but managed his foothold. He shook off the dizziness and turned to join his new companion.

     "Heh, males are so easy to manipulate." Elfmon grinned to herself.

 

     Impmon was oddly drawn to do whatever this new Digimon told him to do. She made him feel something he had never known existed. His little tour soon lead them to the park where Guilmon lived.

     "Heh, you can have a million laughs with the red dope that lives 'ere." Impmon grinned, pointing towards Guilmon's cave.

     "No kiddin'? Show me."

     "Ah, we got better-" Impmon started.

     "Aw, come on." Elfmon grinned, wrapping her arm around his, "Do it for me?" Impmon blushed a deep crimson as his eyes shifted away.

     "Ahhh... well..." He swallowed, looking back at her light blue eyes, "Ah, jeeze."

     "Thank you." Elfmon chuckled, kissing his cheek. Impmon  leapt down from the tree they were in and made his way up the stone steps. He walked through the iron gate and stepped inside. The big, red Digimon had fallen asleep with his paw stuck in a jar of peanut butter. Bread crumbs were littered around the area.

     "What a friggin' slob." Impmon shook his head, "Hey, red rover, geddup!" Impmon gave a harsh kick to Guilmon's side. He awoke with a start and a complaining whine.

     "Ow, what was that for? I was sleeping." He yawned, rubbing his side.

     "Look, I need ta borrow you for a second."

     "Huh? Borrow?" Guilmon tilted his head. Impmon growled.

     "Look, don't argue with me! I just need you to pretend like I'm beatin' you up then you can go back to dreamin' about... well, whatever the fuck you dream about."

     "Well, I was having one about Renamon." Guilmon scratched his chin.

     "You're a regular Don Juan." Impmon grumbled, "Come on!" He pulled Guilmon to his feet, "I'll make it up to ya. I'll get ya a new jar of peanut butter." He yanked off the empty container from Guilmon's hand, "And for fuck's sake have some dignity in where you sleep!"

     "Alright, alright." Guilmon yawned.

     As Impmon lead the groggy Guilmon outside, he looked up at Elfmon.

     "That's him?" She asked.

     "Yep."

     "What a wuss." Elfmon laughed. Guilmon looked up at Elfmon.

     "Hey, she looks just like you." He said.

     "Way to put two and two together to make ten, moron, now just play along." Impmon hissed. After clearing his throat he turned to Guilmon.

     "The most fun you can have with a beanbag like this is ta smack `im around a bit." He announced, swinging his fist forward. He unexpectedly connected with guilmon's cheek.

     "Ow." Guilmon rubbed it softly.

     "Listen, provolone brain, you're suppose to be helping me." Impmon growled.

     "Uh... okay." Guilmon shrugged.

     "For fuck sake..." Impmon buried his face in his hand, "I'm sorry it had ta come ta this but you've forced me to use real power." He lifted is finger and a small fireball erupted and floated on it. "Badda BOOM!" The fireball flew into Guilmon's chest. The red Digimon stood, unfazed as Impmon looked up at Elfmon sweating.

     "Uh, need some help, baby?" She asked, watching Guilmon look at his chest and scratch it. She leapt down and pushed Impmon aside. She looked at Guilmon and stomped her foot, gaining his attention.

     "Alright, lobster, you and I are gonna have a little fun."

     "Ooh, are we playing hide and seek."

     "Uhh... not exactly." Elfmon extended her finger an orange flame perked from it, "I was thinkin' more along the lines of... dancing."

     "I like dancing." Guilmon smiled.

     "Good..." Elfmon chuckled evilly, "Badda BING!" The fireball flew down and struck Guilmon's feet.

     "OWW!" He hopped up.

     "Dance, lizard-boy, dance!" Elfmon laughed diabolically as she shot repeat fireballs at Guilmon's feet. He was hopping form one foot to the other, trying not to get burned. Suddenly, he backed up too much and fell over the edge of the stairs, tumbling down them and hitting the gate at the bottom. Elfmon went into a laughing fit, falling to the ground and holding her stomach.

     "Holy shit this guy's hilarious!" She howled. Impmon looked down at Guilmon and shook his head, grinning.

     "Damn, toots, that was some light show." He chuckled, wiping tears from his eyes.

     "Oh, we're just gettin' started, baby." Elfmon tugged at his scarf and lead him into the trees.

 

     Elfmon lead Impmon to the top of a tall building after a few hours of entertainment. Impmon was beginning to get the picture that Elfmon wasn't hanging around with him just for the laughs. They had done nothing but whatever she wanted to do for the entire night.

     "So, baby, howya likin' this place so far." He asked her as they sat along the parapet of the roof.

     "Not bad." Elfmon shrugged back, "But I could really go for somethin' ta eat right now."

     "Well, you can just go down and steal somethin', works for me." Impmon stood up, "But I'm beat. I think I'll turn in." Elfmon got up and grasped his arm.

     "Hey, what's your hurry?" She smiled.

     "Huh? Look, it's been a blast, but I need to get some shut eye. Maybe I'll see ya tomorrow afternoon."

     "Please?" Elfmon pulled him close, "If you stay, we may be seeing each other or breakfast."  Her hand traced down his chest.

     "Uh... well... I mean..." Impmon began sweating. No, he was losing his cool. He couldn't let her control him.

     "Whadda you doing?" He pushed away.

     "Hey, I just wanna spend some time with you."

     "Most likely you want me ta get ya somethin'. All night it's been, `Impmon get me this' or, `Impmon why don't you do that.' If you wanna hang around with me, I have to set some ground rules."

     "Well, let's talk about `em then." Elfmon stepped forward and rubbed his shoulder, "But first, could you get me somethin' ta eat?"

     "Huh? Oh, sure." Impmon shrugged. As he walked away he stopped himself.

     "NO! This is what I'm talking about, dammit!" He stomped is foot, "I'm not your little slave that'll do whatever you want!"

     "Oh, really?" Elfmon gave a sly grin as she walked towards him, "That's too bad, because I had you in mind to be... a different kind of slave for me." She grasped him by his arms and pulled him into a kiss. Impmon was dumbstruck as Elfmon rubbed his sides.

     "Now how `bout it?" She whispered, "Spend a little more time with me tonight?"

     "Guh... sure." Impmon smiled stupidly.

     "Great. How's about we find a more... secluded spot?" Elfmon winked, pulled Impmon along.

     Impmon gasped slightly as Elfmon pushed him against a tree, kissing him deeply. Her tongue shoved into his mouth and licked around. She pulled off her bandanna and let it fall to the ground. Impmon's eyes closed as he felt one of Elfmon's ungloved hands rub his chest. Her other reached up and undid his own scarf before massaging his neck.

     Impmon slipped off his gloves and reached back, grabbing her buttocks. Elfmon squeaked but smiled as her hand traced down Impmon's stomach to his groin. She massaged it gently before giving it a sharp squeeze.

     "Whoa!" Impmon gasped, "Not so rough, baby, I bruise like a nectarine."

     "Alright, don't worry." Elfmon lovingly patted his crotch and kissed his neck, "You don't like it rough?" Impmon grinned.

     "Well, if you put it that way." He chuckled, kissing her back and rubbing her ass lightly. Impmon took the upper hand for a moment and slid his companion to her back. His tongue traced along her neck and chest, making Elfmon giggle slightly. His hands went to her breasts and he began massaging them.

     "Ohhh, you're pretty good with your hands, Impy..." She gave a low moan.

     "Heh, you ain't seen nothin' yet." Impmon gave a toothy grin. He continued down the female's abdomen before finally reaching his target. Elfmon gave a silent shriek as she felt Impmon's tongue connect with her intimate area. She grit her teeth and clasped onto his head as he flickered his tongue along her hidden slit.

     "Oh, fuck, that feels GREAT!" She cried out, "Don't stop!" Impmon chuckled at the pleasure he was giving and pressed his tongue harder against her crotch. His hand came down and slid two fingers in between the folds of her sex as his tongue concentrated on the upper portion. He drove his fingers deep into her chasm before pressing his lips to her opening, sucking lightly. Elfmon's hips raised and she gripped Impmon's ears hard.

     "Ahhhng, fuck me with that tongue, baby..." She begged, arching her back. Impmon whipped his tongue across her sensitive clit as he pulled out his fingers. After draining them of the sweet vaginal juices Impmon dug his tongue into her chasm.

     "GAH! Oh, Impmon... almost there... ALMOST THERE!!" Elfmon shrieked as she lifted her hips to Impmon's face. His lips were pressed again to her throbbing sex as she came. Impmon sucked her orgasmic fluids from her chasm as she gave off a high-pitched squeak.

     "Wow..." She gasped, wiping sweat from her forehead, "I never felt anyone's tongue give me that much pleasure." Impmon was taken aback from the comment.

     "Wh... come again?" She looked down at him with a sinister grin.

     "Don't flatter yourself inta thinkin' you were the only one. I've been with my share of males in the Digital World." She sat up and rubbed a finger down his lips, "but none of `em even compared to you, baby." She gave him a kiss.

     "You've... slept around?"

     "Don't look so surprised." She smiled slightly, "What? You don't like my past?"

     "Eh, whatever. Past is past." Impmon shrugged.

     "Open-minded." Elfmon wrapped her arms around his neck, "I like that in a mon." Impmon gave a grin and chuckled.

     "`Ey, judge not less ye be judged, huh?"

     "You know what else I like in a mon?" Elfmon slowly leaned Impmon to his back.

     "Ehh... what?"

     "A nice hard cock." Her lips engulfed his as she rubbed her slick crotch against his. Her hand gently massaged his crotch as he groaned in content.

     "Well... ohhhmmm... if that's what you like, baby, then I'm your mon." He smiled, watching her position herself between his legs. Her serpent-like tongue slithered across his slowly erecting cock as he became slowly more hard. Her hand went underneath him and cupped his balls, squeezing softly. As his cock grew to full erection, Elfmon grasped it and stroked his member quickly. Her tongue ran across the head, making Impmon shiver, before sliding down the underside.

     "Holy... f-f-fuck!" Impmon was grinning like an idiot, "Don't stop tha music, baby... you're doin' great."

     "Hey, I've had practice." She grinned up at him, nipping his cock. She slipped his cock into her mouth and pushed it down her throat.

     "FUCK!" Impmon sat up slightly from the pleasure. She bobbed her head up and down his pulsating member quickly and squeezed is balls in time. Impmon had never felt anything so pleasureful in his life. This made it hard for him to derive his orgasm. His grip on controlling his pleasure loosened and he shivered some more.

     "Ohhh, shit... can't hold... AHHHH, OHHH FUCK!" Impmon thrust his cock deep into her throat and released his white cum. She slurped it down as Impmon crashed back down to the leaf covered ground. He gave a few more shudders, Elfmon seemed to be trying to drain him of all his sperm, before rubbing the female's head. She crawled on top of him and kissed his neck. He returned the affection and they looked at each other.

     "Damn, I've never felt that good in my life." He admitted. Elfmon giggled and kissed his cheek.

     "I thought you'd like it."

     "Man, I'm gonna sleep good tonight!" He sighed.

     "Not right away, I hope." Elfmon pressed her snatch against his still erect cock. They looked at each other for a moment before exchanging smirks. Impmon pulled her into a kiss as he lifted her by her hips above his member.

     "Mmm, put it in, Impy, I want to feel that big cock fucking me." Elfmon begged.

     "Alright, alright, baby, just be patient." Impmon licked between her breasts as he entered her chasm. Both demon Digimon gasped as they felt one another. Elfmon braced herself on Impmon's chest and he held her hips. Before long they had slipped into a fast and rapid rhythm. Impmon's hands moved up to the female's breasts. He began squeezing them in time with his thrusts.

     These actions provoked Elfmon to speed her descent on Impmon's member. The purple Digimon returned by whipping his hips into a faster movement as well. Without warning Elfmon suddenly hugged close to him and kissed him deeply. He was surprised for a moment and the rhythm was thrown off. Impmon soon regained it as he returned the kiss with his tongue. His arms wrapped around her back and clasped onto her ass as he thrust faster and faster into her snatch. Then, the moment of peaking emotions came.

     Elfmon pulled back against Impmon and tilted her head, giving off a loud howl. Impmon too gave a long moan of pleasure as he blew his load. They staying in the position for what seemed like hours before finally disintegrating to a shuddering heap. Impmon pulled Elfmon closed and kissed her neck softly as she rubbed his shoulders. They passed out in each other's arms under the moonlight above.

 

     "Oy... what a night..." Impmon sighed, sitting up from against the tree he slept against, "But it's worth it to wake up to..." He looked around, "Elfmon?" After a brief patrol of the area, Impmon found himself alone. He was furious to say the least.

     "That one-night stand, lowlife, slut! I shoulda never trusted her!" He growled, snatching his bandanna from the ground and tying it around his neck, "Wellll, no one make's a chump oudda Impmon." After hastily pulling on his gloves, Impmon leapt into the trees towards the city.

     Elfmon knew he would look for her. He left him hanging like a wet pair of pants on a clothesline. She also knew that he'd be upset. But, that would all pass over after a little explanation. She was sitting where she thought Impmon would look for her first. Right on top of the building they met.

     "YOU!" She turned around with a sly grin, "You succubus! So, ya thought you could just love me and leave me, huh? Well I got a news flash for ya toots! Impmon is nobody's jackass!" The purple demon Digimon looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel.

     "Whoa there, tiger, take it easy." Elfmon stood up, "I'm just looking for a good time around here."

     "You said you were through with that!"

     "I never said anythin' like that. I just told you I did in the past." Elfmon walked by him, "Besides, I've got my eye on that red cutie."

     "GUILMON?! You gotta be KIDDIN' me! If he's a lover than I'm the Digimon Sovereign! If you asked that guy what a clitoris was he'd probably think it was a type of bread! It just don-" Elfmon pressed a finger to Impmon's lips. She leaned forward and grinned.

     "Just kidding."

     "Wha?" Impmon pulled away.

     "You think after last night I'd go for anyone else? Heh, forgeddaboudit." She gently rubbed Impmon's side and pushed herself against him, "Your cock will be the only one I'll be sucking from now on." With that she enticed him in a deep kiss. Impmon immediately forgot about all his anger as his hands slid behind her back.

     "So, short, purple, and sexy. Howsabout a little breakfast, huh? I'm starvin'." She smiled. Impmon returned it as she pulled him along off the roof.

 

The End

 

And there you have it. I'm trying to convince a very good friend of mine to possibly do a picture of Elfmon. Right now... it's not going too well. Anyway, look for more of my works next week as I do a little, uh... heh, heh... project with Blackwargreymon/Renamon. It's sure to have entertaining results. With nothing else to say, I'm out. Laters.

 

Written By: Trillermon

 

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