Warm Hearts

 

This story contains graphic visualizations of Yaoi sex concerning Digimon characters. If you are under eighteen or are offended by this, please stop reading NOW!

 

     Flamedramon tumbled over and over again down the dark tunnel. It came to a sharp end right into a freezing cold cave wall. The impact knocked the wind out of the dragon's lungs, causing him to gasp and cough with pain. He looked up and shook his head in fear and surprise.

     "Oh... no..." Rolling right towards him was the huge, furry body of Weregarurumon. He smashed into Flamedramon, causing him to hit his head against the cold hard surface of the cave wall. He blacked out almost immediately.

     A few hours later, Flamedramon was shook awake by a pair of large hands.

     "Flamedramon, are you alright? Get up." The deep, growling voice echoed slightly in the small cave.

     "Ow..." Flamedramon sluggishly opened his eyes with a small groan. Weregarurumon helped him to a sitting position, his head spinning slightly.

     "Uhhg... can somebody stop the room please, I'd like to get off?" He shook his head.

     "Flamedramon, this isn't the greatest time for jokes, we need to get out of here." Weregarurumon motioned towards the entrance of the cave. It was blocked up with ice and snow.

     "You just had to practice your yodeling at that time didn't you?" Weregarurumon rolled his eyes.

     "It was bad acoustics. This was not my fault." Flamedramon stated, chuckling slightly. Weregarurumon shook his head with a smile.

     "Never mind. Look, I can't possible cut through that ice, you'll have to melt it."

     "Piece of cake." Flamedramon stood up. A sharp pain in his left leg stopped him cold and sent him back to the floor.

     "Gyyyyahh!!" Flamedramon wailed in anguish.

     "Are you okay?" Weregarurumon kneeled in front of him.

     "My leg! I think I broke it."

     "Just wonderful." Weregarurumon stood up and faced the blocked-up entrance.

     "Sorry..." Flamedramon looked at his leg.

     "It's all right, don't worry about it." Weregarurumon assured. He sat next to Flamedramon placed a hand on his shoulder.

     "We'll get out of here somehow." He smiled.

     The two had been on a hiking trip up a snowy mountain. They requested to Digivolve from Matt and Davis so that it wouldn't be as hard to get to the summit. After a day or two of traveling up the icy slopes, Flamedramon felt in the mood for some badly out of tune yodeling. This, of course, resulted in a violent Avalanche.

     Flamedramon felt honored to be invited along with an older Digidestined, yet he felt a little intimidated by Weregarurumon's presence.

     "I... I'm sure my leg is all right. I'll melt the ice." Flamedramon tried to stand. The pain seared through his body like a sword on fire in his leg and he barely had enough strength to stumble a few feet before falling to the cold cave floor again.

     "Flamedramon, take it easy, or I'll have to break your other leg too." Weregarurumon pulled him back to the cavern wall, "Quit beating yourself up about this."

     "I feel so useless..." Flamedramon growled at himself, "I wish I was strong like you-" He stopped himself too late.

     "What was that?" Weregarurumon looked at him oddly.

     "I... uhhh... nothing..." Flamedramon tried desperately not to look at the ultimate.

     "That didn't sound like nothing. You've got something on your mind?"

     "No... I was just... rambling. It's nothing, really."

     "Flamedramon." Weregarurumon glared. Flamedramon nervously looked away more, closing his eyes.

     "Come on, you can tell me." He rubbed his hand down the fiery dragon's back. This caused Flamedramon to shudder profusely.

     "Please... don't do that..." He said.

     "Do what?" Weregarurumon rubbed his other hand down his friend's back.

     "Ahhh... that... stop..." Flamedramon closed his eyes lightly.

     "But it looks like you like it." Weregarurumon gently kneaded his hands into the young Digidestined's back.

     "No... we... can't do this..." Flamedramon said.

     "Do what? I'm just trying to make you relax so you don't hurt yourself even more." Weregarurumon began unclasping Flamedramon's chest armor. Flamedramon gave another shudder, partially because of the cold and partially because of the feel of Weregarurumon's fur on his smooth skin.

     "You're shivering. Are you cold?" The were-wolf Digimon asked.

     "I... I..." Flamedramon couldn't even manage basic motor skills he was in such bliss. But he felt unworthy. Undeserving of the tender pleasure he was receiving. He made a try to get away from his furry companion but was met with a soft embrace, stopping him.

     "Where are you going? Am I making you uncomfortable?" Weregarurumon asked, perplexed.

     "Please... I don't... deserve you..." Flamedramon said softly.

     "What? Where is this coming from?" Weregarurumon was even more confused. Flamedramon turned to face him, on his knees and staring right into the larger Digimon's orange-red eyes.

     "I... I've had a little... crush on you... since I... first met you." Flamedramon shakily admitted.

     "Is that why you're acting so weird? Because you're afraid I won't feel for you too?" Weregarurumon was a little more understanding.

     "No... I know what you would think..." Flamedramon pushed away slightly, "I know... that I wouldn't live up to your standards." With this, Flamedramon stared perpetually at the ground.

     "Why would you think that?"

     "Because... you're too excellent for words. I couldn't possibly compare to your strength and speed... and... heart..."

     "Flamedramon, look at me." Weregarurumon gently commanded. Filled with confusion and fear, the blue dragon looked up.

     "Don't ever think you're not good enough. With that attitude, you will become weaker than me. But I've seen how you can be. You're very strong in battle as well as an excellent leader."

     "I... am?" Flamedramon looked at him.

     "Why else... would I love you?" With that said, Weregarurumon enticed the young dragon into a lustful kiss. Flamedramon melted despite the intense cold of the cave, bringing his arms around Weregarurumon's neck. Not releasing Flamedramon from the lip-lock, the were-wolf Digimon tugged off his companion's red helmet. Flamedramon dumped his clawed gauntlets behind Weregarurumon and slowly traveled his free hands down his wolf friend's back. With a slight pain to his leg, Weregarurumon relieved Flamedramon of his leg armor, leaving him bare.

     Weregarurumon rewarded Flamedramon with low growls in his muzzle and a rough tongue to his lips. The fiery dragon opened his mouth, inviting Weregarurumon to taste him. The ultimate let his tongue lick and taste the inside of Flamedramon's mouth as his strong hands reached down to grope the younger Digidestined's tight buttocks.

     This feeling combined with Weregarurumon's furry body caressing his reptilian skin gave Flamedramon a run for his money in trying to keep his member sheathed and out of sight. Weregarurumon almost psychically sensed his uneasiness and came up with a quick solution. He slipped his tongue from Flamedramon's mouth and traced it down his face, softly sucking the armor Digimon's neck.

     This sent Flamedramon over the edge of withdraw and he eased his member from his sheath. Weregarurumon set Flamedramon on his back to make him more comfortable then went to work thoroughly massaging the fiery Digimon's blue shafted and white headed meat. Flamedramon almost immediately achieved full erection as the skilled at muscular hands of Weregarurumon worked him over. The ultimate's tongue affectionately lapped at his face, gently kissing him now and then.

     Flamedramon softly moaned and thrust his hips up a little. Weregarurumon left the dragon's face and used his tongue to rub down Flamedramon's chest. The feel of the canine tongue was maddening to Flamedramon's senses, making him shudder even more. He gave a small, protestant grunt as Weregarurumon's hands left his throbbing cock.

     Flamedramon gasped sharply as he felt the jarring pleasure of Weregarurumon's tongue dance across his member. It dragged up his hard shaft and wrapped around the white head. Flamedramon couldn't help but cringe in ultimate pleasure. He could barely hold back the rush of orgasmic fluids as he jerked up slightly. Right as he felt as though he would burst, Flamedramon looked down to see Weregarurumon remove his muzzle from his cock.

     "Wait... I was so close..." He moaned. Weregarurumon grinned and slid on top of him. Flamedramon looked at him with a quizzical look. He watched the were-wolf Digimon slowly unbuckle and undo his pants. Flamedramon then noticed the large bulge pushing against the material. After swiftly tossing them aside, Weregarurumon took off his shoulder pad, kissing Flamedramon deeply. He felt his large member rub and push against his leathery skin and gasped.

     "Wow... it's... big..." He giggled, blushing slightly.

     "Are you ready?" Weregarurumon licked the dragon's neck. He shuddered before wrapping his legs around Weregarurumon's waist.

     "Ready." He whispered. The ultimate slowly pulled back and grabbed his enormous cock, rubbing and teasing Flamedramon's eager hole.

     "Cut it out and put it in." Flamedramon smiled, moving his hips down and trying to impale himself on Weregarurumon's member.

     "Alright, alright." The stronger Digmon gave a toothy grin before roughly entering Flamedramon. The dragon returned with a sharp, yet long groan, feeling the older Digimon's meat stretch him. His own member throbbed and begged to be stimulated as pleasure and pain collided. His hand started towards the aching appendage when he felt Weregarurumon clutch it, stroking it in time with his even thrusts.

     Despite the almost unbearable pain in his leg, Flamedramon hugged Weregarurumon tighter as he plunged deep into Flamedramon's rectum. Their moans echoed in the cavern and their warmth slightly melted the icy floor beneath them. The ultimate's speed increased as he pumped the entire length of his cock in and out of Flamedramon's tightness. His fist jerked up and down the dragon's cock with equally gaining speed, making Flamedramon work to hold back his overflowing orgasm.

     At last, Flamedramon could no longer stem the immense wave of fluids that had built up inside his swollen organ. With a long, loud moan, he emptied everything he had onto Weregarurumon's furry chest and stomach. This simultaneously caused the were-wolf Digimon to lose control of his own inflamed member. He pulled almost all the way out of Flamedramon before thrusting back all the into him, coating his insides with his cream.

     They held each other closely as the monster orgasms subsided before they collapsed to the ground. Weregarurumon  slowly exited his cock from Flamedramon's stretched hole, causing some of his fluids to dribble out. He then proceeded to clean up his fur as well as Flamedramon's stomach of the dragon's spilled seed. They kissed passionately before losing all strength to even stay awake.

 

     Flamedramon awake some time later to find a big, furry comforter around him. Weregarurumon had fallen asleep on top of him. He didn't know how long they had been unconscious until he wrapped his arms around Weregarurumon's back. He gasped and withdrew his hands immediately. His were-wolf friend felt like ice.

     Flamedramon quickly rolled Weregarurumon off and looked him over, he was completely rigid and cold to the touch. The dragon wasted no time in trying to bring his hypothermic lover back to life.

     "Weregarurumon! Wake up... open your eyes... do SOMETHING!" He slapped the were wolf's face. He returned with a soft grunt and low growl. Flamedramon was thankful for the signs of life and looked towards the entrance to the door, buried in ice. He stood up, forgetting his broken leg, and limped over to the blocked entrance. He put his hands to it and concentrated. He gathered every bit of strength, thinking of his shivering lover lying in the snow behind him.

     "FIRE ROCKET!" With a large growl, he melt the entryway with a huge fireball leading all the way back to daylight. He strapped on his armor and quickly pulled Weregarurumon outside.

     After making camp for the night and waking up Weregarurumon, Flamedramon handed him a bowl of warm soup. He thanked the dragon with a sneeze and gratefully drank the soup.

     "What should we t-t-tell the others?"

     "What else?" Flamedramon shrugged, "We climbed the mountain and you got a cold."

     "That will be p-p-pretty hard to believe seeing as I have the thick fur coat." Weregarurumon shivered, shifting close to the fire.

     "Then I'll make you warm until tomorrow to make you well." Flamedramon giggled, wrapping his arms tightly around Weregarurumon's shoulders and using some of his power to warm them both. The ultimate returned with a large grin and a great sigh, pulling Flamedramon close to him.

     "I guess I can't complain." He licked the fiery digimon's cheek. They held each other in the warmth of the fire an Flamedramon's power as they shared a deep and loving kiss.

 

The End... or is it?

Yeah, this is pretty much it. unless you count the stuff afterwards. That would technically be the end of the writing. But as for the end of the story... well.. that ended back the first, The End.

 

Written By: Trillermon

 

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