Season 4: Wisemon’s Alternate Ending Series
Part 9: Smells Like Nirvana
By Wisemon
Digimon is the property of Toei
Animation. This story contains modified
quoted lyrics by Nirvana. The title of
this story refers to one particular part of the story, and one particular part
of Angewomon. In the last story, Lobomon
challenged Angemon to a duel for Angewomon and
Lobomon
and Angemon were locked in battle in
Unfortunately for Angemon, Lobomon had the same brilliant idea. He took one hand off of his staff and pointed it at Angemon’s face. “I hate to have to do this at close range, but here it goes, Howling Laser!”
As Lobomon was launching his attack, Angemon simultaneously launched his. “Here’s the next best thing to a silver bullet, Heaven’s Knuckle!”
Lobomon and Angemon blasted each other to opposite ends of the castle and exposed each others’ fractal codes. “It’s a double knockout,” Angewomon commented. “Whoever gets up first can take the fractal code of the other and achieve his victory.”
Bokomon ran to Angemon’s side and tried to revive him. “My baby, you have to get up. If you don’t, I’m going to have to take care of your egg all over again, and it was a real hassle the first time around.”
Eventually, Angemon’s fractal code went back into his body and he got up. At the same time, Lobomon also got up. “We’re pretty evenly matched,” Angemon noted. “However, I do have the advantage of flight.” Angemon rose to the ceiling of the castle. “You can’t hit me, but I can hit you, Heaven’s Knuckle!”
Lobomon dodged the stream of golden energy and raised his arm for his own attack. “I can hit you, out of the sky, into the floor, Howling Laser!”
Angemon flew lower and ducked the blast, just as Lobomon had anticipated. Lobomon’s shot hit the ceiling above Angemon and a cascade of bricks sent the angel digimon crashing to the floor. “Only one explanation, I think I’m dumb, how else could I make such a stupid mistake?” Angemon asked himself.
“I intentionally aimed for your head; your natural reaction was to duck,” Lobomon explained. “The lesson you should take from that is that flight isn’t necessarily an advantage. Personally, I prefer the low road.”
“Forever indebt to your priceless advice,” Angemon told Lobomon sarcastically. “Don’t patronize me; I was ruling this world before you were even born. You should get ready, because I’m not through yet, and now I’m really peeved.” Angemon pulled himself out of the rubble and ran towards Lobomon.
“That’s it; come and get me, as an old enemy, hurry up.” Lobomon held out his Lobo Kendo Staff horizontally in preparation for Angemon’s attack. In order for his finishing plan to work, he made sure that his right hand was holding the handle of one Lobo Kendo, and that his left hand was holding the handle of the other. To Angemon, it would appear that they were holding the same long handle of the double bladed staff.
“You won’t be able to hold me off for long, Angel Rod!” As Lobomon had hoped, Angemon brought his staff down in a hammer motion. Lobomon blocked it with the blade on the left side of his Lobo Kendo Staff. Angemon pressed down harder, forcing Lobomon to lower his staff. “Now that I’ve got his blade down, I can surprise him by swinging the other way and hitting him in the side of the head,” Angemon thought to himself. “It’s a little risky though; if I don’t knock him out with this blow, he’ll carve me up. If I lean down a little more in the guise of putting more downward pressure on his staff…”
Lobomon had been waiting for this moment. He separated the Lobo Kendo in his right hand from the constrained Lobo Kendo in his left hand. He stopped fighting the force of Angemon’s staff on the Lobo Kendo in his left hand, which made Angemon stumble forward in a clumsy bowing motion. Angemon managed to keep his balance, but it took all of his concentration. Meanwhile, Lobomon took the Lobo Kendo in his right hand, brought it behind the bent over Angemon, and sliced off his head. Angemon’s head bounced a few feet and rolled the rest of the way, until it stopped in front of Bokomon. The body remained standing; for what it was worth, Angemon had done a pretty good job in maintaining his verticality.
Bokomon stared at Angemon’s head. Patamon was like a son to him. Granted, it wasn’t a very long parent and child relationship, nor was it a necessary one, but still, Bokomon felt like crying. It wouldn’t be some phony “fear of a large digimon” crying this time; this time he was going to cry for real. He could feel the tears welling up.
“Fractal Code: Digitize!” Lobomon took the fractal code from Angemon’s lifeless body, and the head in front of Bokomon was also digitized and sucked into Lobomon’s D-Tector. “That’s all of it, angel left wing, right wing, broken wing.”
When Bokomon saw Angemon’s head disappear, he realized that the egg would soon be emerging. He put the tears on hold as he ran to grab Angemon’s egg, but he never reached it.
“This is for cheating on me when you were Seraphimon, Holy Arrow!” Angewomon’s arrow shattered Angemon’s egg. Angemon’s data dispersed into the atmosphere; he would not be reborn this time.
Bokomon dropped to his knees and began sobbing. “How could you? You’re both heartless bastards. Well, screw you! I’m going to go wait for the others with Takuya.” Bokomon ran out of the castle and headed to the Cloud Terminal.
Lobomon changed back into Kouji. “I’ve never seen Bokomon that angry before. You certainly pushed his buttons.”
“Now that we’re alone, I’m going to push all the right buttons on you,” Angewomon replied.
Angewomon hovered over to Kouji, grabbed his head, and kissed him. Likewise, Kouji grabbed her by the back of her head and pushed her mouth harder onto his. Their mouths opened, and their tongues battled while they grabbed each others’ long hair. After about five minutes of passionate kissing in this position, Angewomon stuck her left leg behind Kouji’s left leg so that she could trip him to the floor, but Kouji still had her by the head, so they went down together, with Angewomon landing on top of Kouji. Their kiss continued through the fall and on the floor. Kouji reached in between Angewomon’s wings and around to her back. With a little bit of effort, he was able to unfasten her bra.
Angewomon broke their kiss and slowly raised her body up, teasing Kouji. Finally, gravity forced her armored bra to fall off, and Kouji saw the two most beautiful things he’d even seen. He reached his left hand up and petted her right breast. It felt exquisite, like celestial putty. Angewomon put his other hand on her other breast. “Go ahead, play with them,” she told him. Kouji did as he was told. He spent ten minutes thoroughly fondling Angewomon’s tits. He rubbed them, squeezed them, and rolled them until he got the nipples really hard. Of course, then he wanted to suck them. He sat up and took Angewomon’s right nipple into his mouth. He darted his tongue over it, and then he sucked it hard. “Mmmm…that’s nice,” Angewomon commented. “Now suck the other one.” Kouji was happy to oblige; he switched to sucking her left tit. He moved back to sucking her right tit, and then back to the left, and then to the right again, and then...Angewomon pried his head off of her. “Clearly, you have a breast fetish. Did your mother die or something?”
“Well, I thought she did, but now I believe that she’s alive. Wait a minute, that’s irrelevant! I was sucking your breasts because you seemed to enjoy it,” Kouji responded.
“I was enjoying it, but it’s time for you to move south. I shouldn’t have to tell you that. What are you, a virgin?” Angewomon asked.
“I’m only twelve years old; of course I’m a virgin, at least for the next fifteen minutes,” Kouji answered.
As Angewomon had requested, Kouji went to work on her lower regions. Kouji didn’t waste any time in trying to take off Angewomon’s spandex suit. The process itself was a time consuming one. First he had to unbuckle the seemingly pointless belts that went around her belly. Then he had to struggle to pull down the skintight suit from the area just below her breasts all the way to the bottom of her left leg. Eventually, he got the entire outfit over her boots and off of her. “It’s even harder to put that back on,” Angewomon told Kouji.
“From now on, you might as well leave it off,” Kouji replied as he flashed Angewomon a smile of superiority.
“You’re awfully confident for a virgin,” Angewomon noted. “How can you be so sure that you’re going to-ohhhh!”
While Angewomon was talking, Kouji had lain on his stomach, put his head between her legs, and quickly jammed his tongue into her box. He used his fingers to spread her pussy lips, and he began to swirl his tongue around.
“Mmmm…that’s…not bad.” Angewomon was having a tough time restraining her praise. Her body was more encouraging to Kouji, as her juices began to flow out.
Kouji spread Angewomon’s lips wider and stuck his nose inside of her. He took a big whiff. “That smells heavenly,” Kouji murmured. He removed his nose and put his tongue back inside of her pussy. He lapped up all of the juice that was there, and then he began his search for her clit. Unlike Junpei, Kouji had never bothered to study his textbooks, preferring instead to focus all of his mental energy on his martial arts training. “Where is that thing supposed to be?” Kouji thought to himself. Finally, his tongue connected with a little nub that seemed to grow and harden when he licked it. “This must be her clit. I find it’s hard. It was hard to find. Oh well, whatever.”
“Yes…lick it…alright…that’s enough.” Angewomon was done with Kouji’s mouth; she was ready for the wolf package. For the second time, she pulled Kouji’s head off of her body. “Whip it out, hotshot.”
Kouji took off his shoes, his pants, and his boxers. Angewomon was extremely disappointed with what she saw in front of her. “You’re not erect, and you’re only three inches long!”
“If I was erect at three inches long, I’d have a serious problem,” Kouji retorted. “I was working on you; I didn’t take any pleasure in that.”
Angewomon was about to sit up and slap him, but for some reason, she couldn’t do it. Eventually, the reason came to her. “He is exactly what I thought he was. He’s selfish, and he’s all business, even in pleasure, but that’s what drew me to him.”
“I could try to fuck you with a softy,” Kouji suggested. “I’m sure it will get hard once I’m inside of you.”
“I’ve got a better idea.” Angewomon had a surefire plan for getting Kouji hard; she knew what he wanted. “If you put that softy between my tits, I guarantee that it won’t remain a softy.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” Kouji said while desperately trying to hold down the enthusiasm in his voice. He straddled Angewomon’s chest and put his dick between her mounds. He could feel his cock beginning to get hard already, and it was only grazing her tits. Kouji went ahead and pushed her boobs together, surrounding himself with her tender flesh. He was up to five inches now, which was as big as his brother’s glow stick got before his light was put out by Junpei. Kouji couldn’t resist; he began to thrust back and forth, the good old tit fuck. In the process, he grew almost another inch, achieving his maximum length.
Angewomon thought that Kouji’s cock felt pretty nice against her chest. More importantly, it felt pretty hard. “It’s ready to go. Now move it back down and stick it in me.”
Kouji crawled back to the area on the castle floor between Angewomon’s legs. He got upright on his knees and he grabbed Angewomon’s left leg with his right arm and her right leg with his left arm, dragging her towards him until his cock touched her entrance.
“Hey, wait, I’ve got a new complaint. I don’t appreciate getting dragged,” Angewomon told him. “Don’t bring me to you; you come to me.”
Kouji did exactly as he was told, but he intentionally did it way too fast. He immediately shoved his cock all the way inside of Angewomon. “Be careful what you wish for,” Kouji quipped.
“God damn it…you son of bitch!” At first, the sudden change from being empty to being completely full left Angewomon in quite a bit of pain. Kouji was considerate enough to just leave his dick where it was to allow her to adjust; he held off on pumping her. Of course, Kouji also had to adjust to the sudden tightness on his dick, but the pain that he should’ve felt from his adjustment was overwhelmed by the pleasure. Eventually, the same was true for Angewomon, and she basked in her fullness. “You don’t like taking orders? Fine, but if you pull a stunt like that again, you’re going to end up like the guy you decapitated. Now fuck me, please.”
Kouji still had Angewomon by her legs, and he used that hold as a support while he began to slowly thrust his cock inside of her. When he felt that it was time to fuck her faster, he couldn’t get enough momentum into his thrusts. “She doesn’t want me to move her, but I can’t bang her properly with just the muscles around my pelvis,” Kouji thought. “Never mind, I know how to solve this problem.” Kouji pulled Angewomon’s legs up, got to his feet, and rolled her into a ball. “The missionary position seems appropriate; I’m in a daze because I found God, or at least an angel.” Kouji bent down and grabbed Angewomon by her tits. He shifted his weight from his feet to Angewomon’s crotch and chest by getting on his toes as if he were doing a pushup.
Angewomon didn’t mind the weight, not when it was all being used to pleasure her most sensitive spots. “Now this is nice…ooooh…mmmm…fuck me.”
Kouji began to thrust up and down. Just as he had hoped, his thrusts had a lot more power behind them this way. About a minute into it, he could feel his pre-ejaculatory fluid slip out. “I don’t even care how long I have to hold it; she’s getting off first. I’m going to make her understand that I truly have the power,” Kouji thought.
“Ohhhh…ohhhh…fuck me…ohhhh…harder…harder!” Angewomon screamed at Kouji.
There was only one way Kouji could fuck Angewomon any harder, and as far as Kouji was concerned, it was risky. “I’m going to wear myself out really fast; she’d better have her orgasm soon.” Kouji began to quickly bend and unbend his knees and elbows to create a spring motion that caused his crotch to slam into Angewomon’s at a blurring speed. “Oh shit, I’m getting close. I like it; I’m not going to crack. I need to think about something else. I can’t wait to see the expression on Takuya’s face when I tell him that I killed Angemon. He went through all that trouble to get Seraphimon’s data, and for nothing.”
“Ohhhh…ohhhh…holy shit…holy shit…shit…shit…shit!” Angewomon had her orgasm. Her fluids flowed up a little and splashed Kouji’s crotch, but most of her juice rolled down to her stomach and her ass.
Kouji continued to fuck her mechanically until she was done moaning, keeping his mind on laughing at Takuya. When he realized that it was alright for him to finally let his load out, Kouji pulled out of Angewomon. He stood up, walked over to her head, and began to jerk his own meat. “Nothing proves dominance like a facial,” Kouji said to himself.
“What the fuck is he doing?” Angewomon asked herself. “I think he’s planning on wasting that stuff. I happen to need it; he’d better think twice.” A bow materialized in Angewomon’s left hand, and an arrow of light appeared in her right hand. She loaded the arrow into the bow, drew it back, and aimed it at Kouji’s crotch. “I’ll shoot you long before you shoot me. Now be a good boy and relieve yourself in your favorite inside source.”
Kouji went back between Angewomon’s legs and reinserted his cock into her. Angewomon kept Kouji’s head lined up with her Holy Arrow, just in case. Kouji pumped her using short quick strokes for about a minute, until he finally came. He would’ve been able to get it out faster, except the arrow pointed at his head was a bit of a distraction.
Angewomon felt Kouji’s semen coating her depths, and having gotten what she wanted, she made her bow and arrow disappear.
Kouji breathed a sigh of relief. His orgasm felt good, but knowing that he’d live to see tomorrow felt even better. “That was the most intense experience of my life, and I’ve had a lot of intense experiences.”
“Are you talking about the part where we fucked, or are you talking about the part where I almost killed you?” Angewomon asked.
“Whatever, the whole thing,” Kouji answered. “Do you think we can do it again some time?”
“Oh, I insist that we do. I was waiting years for Angemon, and you’re a much better fucker than he ever was. From the first second that I saw you, I knew that you’d be good. That’s why I had no qualms about getting rid of that cheating bastard. Of course, I know that you would never cheat on me. You’re all mine; I own you.” To emphasize her point, Angewomon grabbed Kouji’s head and slid her tongue down his throat.
Kouji’s macho brain told him to fight the kiss, to reassert his dominance. However, Kouji was just as calculating as he was macho, and he calculated that it was in his best interests to let Angewomon feel like she was in control.
Finally, it took nine stories and it didn’t involve the characters that you thought it would, nonetheless this series just had its first intercourse scene. In the next story, I’m going to get back to the kind of writing that I enjoy the most, comedy and action. The series will switch back to telling the tale of the “supporting” characters, Junpei, Izumi, and Tomoki. I put a lot of thought and effort into most of my stories, but this was one of the easier ones to write. If you have a comment or a question about my writing, I’d really love to hear it. My email address is benjamin.wiseman@uconn.edu. There really isn’t much to take away from this story for later:
Seraphimon/Patamon/Angemon is gone for good.
Bokomon goes to wait for the others with Takuya.
Kouji and Angewomon’s power struggle is reflected in their sexual activity. What will Junpei and Izumi’s sex life say about their relationship?
Angewomon can now digivolve to Ophanimon.
Are Kouji and Angewomon in love, or is their relationship just a sexual one? Perhaps that’s the closest thing to love that either one of them can hope for.
What else could I write? I don’t have the right.
My university email address expires in May 2006, so I’ll also give you an alternate email address (I check it about twice per month):
©2003 By Benjamin Wiseman