It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time (part 6) a little MummArch fic by Lithrael
Happy discalimers & warnings: This fic is fairly violent, nekkid, sadistic, and more than a little naughty. This chapter contains graphic sex. Booyah! "Shoujo manga" are comic books marketed to girls. Some of them are kind of racy, though in a diferent style than hentai books for guys. I could see Arukeni with a couple books of Cheese or Be x Boy Gold shoved under the bed. And I could see Mummymon being horribly frightened if he found an errant copy of Be x Boy lying around! I imagine he might like some of the straight stuff though. Romantic goofball that he is.
I don't own nuthin'. I'm just borrowing the characters to be mean to them for a bit and then smoosh them together. On with the fun.
Indecision seized him, more or less freezing him in place. Her words kicked his passion firmly back into gear, and oh, how he would have loved to obey her... But he was fairly sure it would turn into more than just a show, and he was reluctant to use up so many 'first times' so quickly. These things should be savoured...
A dark thought crept up from his insecurities and told him the real reason he didn't want to proceed was his fear - she would hate the sight of him, she would laugh, she would tell him it had just been a joke, or worse, she would be disappointed. After all, if it came to that, he could only disappoint her. He had never done this before.
But neither had she, to the best of his knowledge, and they'd rarely been apart. And anyway- she hadn't asked him to make love to her, she'd asked him to let her watch him satisfy himself. And he'd had plenty of practice at that.
Arukenimon moved faster than his thoughts did. Warm arms closed around his waist, and she pressed herself along his back, rubbing the side of her face against his shoulders. He relaxed, letting himself enjoy her attention. Why should I worry what she does? he decided. I want her to be happy. And if it turns out to be at my expense, so be it.
Besides, it was difficult to angst with Arukenimon smooshing her ample breasts against his back. Her hands were wandering up and down the front of his torso, and then a little farther down. He could sense her hesitation, and was about to reassure her she didn't have to do it, when she trailed one hand down right past his belt and started to pet him softly through his clothes. The sigh of pleasure that escaped him seemed to purge his soul somehow, his doubts left him and he could let himself enjoy this perfect moment.
Arukenimon's thoughts were a little more worldly. Nobody had told her the Human version of the facts of life, but she was observant of the Humans' behaviour and she'd read an awful lot of naughty Shoujo manga.
After Oikawa had explained the purpose of Primary Village to her, she had asked if it worked the same way for humans. He had laughed bitterly. A few days later he had bought a book of hentai manga for her as a joke, and she was almost certain he thought she wasn't... capable of understanding it. Apparently he didn't know that Digimon could get down, even if it wasn't actually reproductive. She'd decided that was for the best, though, and kept her own collection well hidden.
She knew what it meant when Mummymon was hot for her, then. And she knew what he was hiding, now. She felt a fresh flush of excitement as she stroked Mummymon's.. Digihood through his pants, exploring the unfamiliar shape. She loved the effect it had on him.
For Mummymon, it was too much to take for long. He turned suddenly and leaned into her for a hungry kiss, his hands stroking her neck and shoulders with desperation. Arukenimon was heating up again herself, and ground her hips shamelessly against his. He hugged her fiercely and ground back, shuddered and pulled away. This was perfect, it was fantastic, but he didn't want it to happen so soon! He had grown quite an appreciation for the sweetness of longing, and he wanted to look forward to this for a while before actually doing it.
Arukenimon wasn't having any of it. She advanced on him and worked his belt loose with slender, skilled fingers. He stopped her, his large hands closing gently around her small ones. She looked up at him, a little thrown off. "No?" she asked. He let go of her hands and folded her up in a hug. She squirmed out of his arms, annoyance bubbling up inside her. "No?" she said again, incredulous this time. "You know, I don't remember stopping you at this point... I don't remember stopping you at all."
He blinked. Well, he'd wanted to wait, but it wasn't worth it if it would make her angry. "I'm sorry, my dear. I thought it might be nice to go a little slower. I won't stop you again."
Apparently it was the right thing to say; she beamed at him and stroked his face with a soft white hand. "Now that's what I like to hear," she murmured. She kissed him sweetly and her hands returned to their business. "I think it's your turn to lie down," she grinned, pulling his pants down past his slim hips.
His blush deepened a little as he obeyed her, sitting down and tugging his shoes off. She draped herself across his back while he undressed, playfully stroking her fingers along the ridges of scars on his shoulders. He shivered.
"How does it feel?" she asked.
"It feels good," he answered, laying his pants down next to his shoes. "Everything you do feels good."
"Everything?" She reached around him, curling her fingers, and raked her nails harshly across his chest.
Mummymon shuddered, drew a gasping breath and clenched his jaw to keep from moaning. God, but that felt good. What am I going to do? he wondered. She had started to explore his scars with her mouth, kissing them and licking the shiny, ice-smooth pale skin. What else can I do but belong to her?
When she'd had enough of that, Arukenimon sidled around next to him and eyed his massively tented boxers. She gave him a sidelong smile. "You're not shy, are you?"
He looked at her for a moment and dropped his gaze a little.
She smirked. "C'mon, off with them," she commanded, and he moved to obey. "I want to s..."
Holy mighty hell.
She STARED. Mummymon looked anxious, laying his boxers off to the side. She wasn't saying anything. "Is it alright?"
Arukenimon looked back at him, eyes wide. "It's kind of... big," she said, but he couldn't tell if she was impressed or alarmed.
"But not too big?"
She took a moment to consider. "No, I don't think so..." She peeled off her remaining glove and tore a strip from her shredded dress to tie her hair back with. "You better hold on to something," she said, and before he could protest she had leaned forward and taken him into her hot mouth.
Mummymon made a choked little gasp, his eye opening wide. Then he clamped his eye shut and dug his fingers into the ground, trying not to die from pleasure.
Arukenimon had really had no idea what to expect, since up till now her experience with male equipment was limited to pictures. She didn't like the way she had to stretch her jaw to fit him safely between her teeth, but apart from that, well.. it was actually kind of nice. He was musky but not unpleasantly so. The sensation of his smooth, hot flesh on her tongue, filling her mouth, was exotic and decidedly sexy, and she got a little more adventurous, trying to take more of his length past her wet lips. There was still a whole lot left over, so she wrapped her hand around it and experimentally squeezed and stroked.
It wasn't long before her jaws started to really hurt, so she gave up on that and sat back, leaving her hands to do the work instead. She grinned at the sight of what she had done to Mummymon, who was lying back with a look of tortured pleasure on his face.
She decided she wanted to be pleasured again, herself. Still working on him with one slick, slender hand, she lay down beside him and kissed him hotly. She moved against him, teasing his hard-on with light, slow strokes. "I want you," she said plainly. "I'm ready for you. Mummymon..."
If she had planned to say anything else, it was forgotten. He rolled on top of her and held her tightly, kissing her on the mouth, on the neck. She felt him pressing softly between her legs and sighed, lost, forgetting that she owned him, forgetting everything but her intense need for her companion, for this...
He let go, giving them a little more room. She spread her legs for him, running a hand over her chest, desperately hot. He found her entrance and nudged gently at it, torturing himself one last time, and then slid slowly, deeply inside. She was tight and searing hot and simply incredible.
Arukenimon blinked back tears of intense pleasure. He really was fucking huge! She was glad that she was so insanely turned on, or it would probably have been uncomfortable. He began to stroke it in and out slowly, and she drowned in her sensations.
"Arukenimon," he breathed, his mind on fire with the knowledge of what he was doing. He was inside his Arukenimon! As much as he'd dreamed of it, he'd never thought it would actually happen... His Arukenimon... She was his now...
His heart pounded, telling him to go faster. She felt perfect, amazing, and it was only going to get better. He gave his instincts full reign.
Arukenimon snarled passionately, bucking into him as he thrust harder and faster. She started to yell and shriek. It surprised him and he missed a beat, but animal passion boiled up from his heart at her cries, and he redoubled his efforts.
Mummymon was getting close. Very close, and he wondered if he should back off, try to make this last longer. He didn't want to disappoint Arukenimon.
But then she screamed and bucked against him hard, and she tightened around him and thrashed and there wasn't a thing in the world he could have done to hold back. He came into her like a fuckin' pyroclastic flow.
He didn't know quite what to do after that, so he just stayed there, looking down at her blissful face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open and still sighing. She looked beautiful, and more than that, she looked well-fucked, glowing with sweat, her hair mussed and some of it plastered to her face and neck. He was so proud of himself! An adoring smile crept onto his face, and his gaze was soft and full of love when she opened her eyes and looked lazily up at him. She smiled... she smiled up at him, a stunning, heartfelt smile, and reached up to stroke the side of his face.
"I guess this means we're an item," she said at last.
Mummymon grinned and leaned down for a short, sweet kiss.
She chuckled as he nuzzled playfully into her neck, and pushed him away, laughing, "now get off of me!"
Hee. It's back to more character interaction next chapter, so if you're just here for the sex, I'm not sure when it'll happen again.