11-06-2006, 01:00 AM
Title: Icing on the cake
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Armadimon, Gomamon
Pairings: ArmaGoma
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 298
Note: I (partly) blame a fellow RP-er and our hilarious chat RP
Armadimon wasn't sure how he'd gotten in this situation. Stuck on his back between a few well-placed rock. One thing was certain, tough: Gomamon had been planning this for a while, because he was far too well-prepared for him not to. And Armadimon wasn't sure what an "Armada split" was supposed to be, but as long as it involved him being fed whipped cream, he didn't care too much. He did not even notice when Gomamon began to smear the cream across his face, then across his whole underside.
"Yum! Hey, Gomamon... What are you doing!? My mouth's this way!" he began to protest at the prospect of all that wasted (understand: not eaten by him) cream.
"Who said I was interested in your mouth?"
He added a generous amount of cream right atop the armadillo's sheath opening. Armadimon blushed a bright red at this.
"But that's going to be a mess to clean!" he objected.
"That, Shellboy, is exactly why I'm there!" Gomamon retorted
Armadimon could feel a tongue licking the cream off and his blush reached the very tip of his ears. A fraction of a second later, Gomamon's face reappeared in his field of vision when the seal climbed up on him, smearing the icing across Armadimon's chest and belly.
"What happened? Cat got your tongue?" he asked mischievously right before spraying more cream on Armadimon's muzzle.
The upturned digimon's mouth opened so he could lick his face clean. Gomamon grabbed at the muzzle and brought his own down to steal the dairy product right off Armadimon's tongue, exploring inside the mouth to take as much as possible, and sucking on the tongue on his way out.
"Stop keeping the best part for yourself!" he teased.
"Shut up and kiss me again," came Armadimon's answer.
Title: Background noise
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Miyako, Wormmon (Ken, Daisuke, Hawkmon, V-mon)
Pairings: DaiKen, VeeHawk and MiyaWorm
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 300
Note: Indirectly inspired by Chibirenamon's Reversals
Miyako was beyond herself. It had begun as just an outing at the park with Daisuke, Ken and their partners. First V-mon and Hawkmon had absconded into the bushes. Fine. She could live with that (although she would never admit to them how cute she thought they looked together). But when Daisuke and Ken had begun to make more noise than she did talking, it had just blown a fuse.
"Fine! I can see when I'm not wanted!" she'd hissed. "Let's go, Wormmon."
Without asking his opinion, she'd grabbed the digimon and stalked away until she'd found a bench and plopped herself there.
"What's wrong, Miyako-chan?" Wormmon asked.
She threw her arms in the air.
"Nothing!" she answered angrily and unconvincingly.
Wormmon gave her a token don't-take-me-for-an-idiot look.
"Okay, alright. I, annoyed at them, all of them. And maybe jealous. I mean, What's wrong with me? All my friends seem to find their best matches and I just stand there alone. Does my hair look funny? Do I have a missing limb or what?" she ranted.
Interrupting herself, she got up.
"I'd like to think I'm a rather attractive young woman. And I make efforts, too!"
She gave her hips a couple shakes to emphasize her words.
"I think you're a very attractive young woman," Wormmon cut her off.
Miyako blushed at this. She gave the digimon her undivided attention and couldn't miss the admirative look in his eyes. She tried to resist. Okay, not very hard, but at least she tried
"Kyaaaaaa!! You're just too cute!"
Within the next half-second, the digimon was squeezed against the girl's relatively well-develloped bosom. Actually, he was snuggling there. Miyako came back to her senses and blushed thoroughly.
"Sorry!" she squeaked.
Wormmon smiled.
"No need to be."
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Armadimon, Gomamon
Pairings: ArmaGoma
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 298
Note: I (partly) blame a fellow RP-er and our hilarious chat RP
Armadimon wasn't sure how he'd gotten in this situation. Stuck on his back between a few well-placed rock. One thing was certain, tough: Gomamon had been planning this for a while, because he was far too well-prepared for him not to. And Armadimon wasn't sure what an "Armada split" was supposed to be, but as long as it involved him being fed whipped cream, he didn't care too much. He did not even notice when Gomamon began to smear the cream across his face, then across his whole underside.
"Yum! Hey, Gomamon... What are you doing!? My mouth's this way!" he began to protest at the prospect of all that wasted (understand: not eaten by him) cream.
"Who said I was interested in your mouth?"
He added a generous amount of cream right atop the armadillo's sheath opening. Armadimon blushed a bright red at this.
"But that's going to be a mess to clean!" he objected.
"That, Shellboy, is exactly why I'm there!" Gomamon retorted
Armadimon could feel a tongue licking the cream off and his blush reached the very tip of his ears. A fraction of a second later, Gomamon's face reappeared in his field of vision when the seal climbed up on him, smearing the icing across Armadimon's chest and belly.
"What happened? Cat got your tongue?" he asked mischievously right before spraying more cream on Armadimon's muzzle.
The upturned digimon's mouth opened so he could lick his face clean. Gomamon grabbed at the muzzle and brought his own down to steal the dairy product right off Armadimon's tongue, exploring inside the mouth to take as much as possible, and sucking on the tongue on his way out.
"Stop keeping the best part for yourself!" he teased.
"Shut up and kiss me again," came Armadimon's answer.
Title: Background noise
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Miyako, Wormmon (Ken, Daisuke, Hawkmon, V-mon)
Pairings: DaiKen, VeeHawk and MiyaWorm
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 300
Note: Indirectly inspired by Chibirenamon's Reversals
Miyako was beyond herself. It had begun as just an outing at the park with Daisuke, Ken and their partners. First V-mon and Hawkmon had absconded into the bushes. Fine. She could live with that (although she would never admit to them how cute she thought they looked together). But when Daisuke and Ken had begun to make more noise than she did talking, it had just blown a fuse.
"Fine! I can see when I'm not wanted!" she'd hissed. "Let's go, Wormmon."
Without asking his opinion, she'd grabbed the digimon and stalked away until she'd found a bench and plopped herself there.
"What's wrong, Miyako-chan?" Wormmon asked.
She threw her arms in the air.
"Nothing!" she answered angrily and unconvincingly.
Wormmon gave her a token don't-take-me-for-an-idiot look.
"Okay, alright. I, annoyed at them, all of them. And maybe jealous. I mean, What's wrong with me? All my friends seem to find their best matches and I just stand there alone. Does my hair look funny? Do I have a missing limb or what?" she ranted.
Interrupting herself, she got up.
"I'd like to think I'm a rather attractive young woman. And I make efforts, too!"
She gave her hips a couple shakes to emphasize her words.
"I think you're a very attractive young woman," Wormmon cut her off.
Miyako blushed at this. She gave the digimon her undivided attention and couldn't miss the admirative look in his eyes. She tried to resist. Okay, not very hard, but at least she tried
"Kyaaaaaa!! You're just too cute!"
Within the next half-second, the digimon was squeezed against the girl's relatively well-develloped bosom. Actually, he was snuggling there. Miyako came back to her senses and blushed thoroughly.
"Sorry!" she squeaked.
Wormmon smiled.
"No need to be."