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The heart of a kink meme. Comment your prompts below. Remember the rules!
1. This kink meme is specifically for prompts involving Daisuke Motomiya and Ken Ichijouji from Digimon Adventure 02/tri/last evolution kizuna. Any prompt is welcome. That means more platonic gen stuff, romantic ship stuff, or even just one of them in a situation.
2. All Posts, Prompts, Fills, Comments should be anonymous. You can link to your ao3, and are encouraged to, but on this page we are anon all day.
3. Please no character bashing, kinkshaming or hijacking. If a prompt inspires you to add on something, make another prompt post.
4. Warn for spoilers (in case of Kizuna/Colon) and triggering content. A list of common warnings and triggers can be found here
IN YOUR SUBJECT LINE PLEASE INCLUDE
(gen) if you're looking for a more platonic angle
(Any Triggers) in your prompts
Some examples
- (gen) Daisuke and Ken play soccer
- (non-con) Daisuke tries to help Ken with nightmares about the Dark Ocean
Feel free to be as general or as detailed as possible in the comment itself! Maybe you have a whole plot bunny you want to give away.
Fills should be threaded comments directly onto their prompts. Multiple fills are wonderful! If there are multiple parts keep adding to the thread, like this:
-I want to see Ken turned into a catboy (prompt)
- MEOW (fill 1)
-hiSS (fill 1 part 2)
- MEOW but angsty (fill 2)
ANY kind of fill - fic, art, fan vid, whatever - is good.
One prompt per comment! Just keeps it organized. If you have multiple similar prompts post them all! It's okay!
here!
The heart of a kink meme. Comment your prompts below. Remember the rules!
1. This kink meme is specifically for prompts involving Daisuke Motomiya and Ken Ichijouji from Digimon Adventure 02/tri/last evolution kizuna. Any prompt is welcome. That means more platonic gen stuff, romantic ship stuff, or even just one of them in a situation.
2. All Posts, Prompts, Fills, Comments should be anonymous. You can link to your ao3, and are encouraged to, but on this page we are anon all day.
3. Please no character bashing, kinkshaming or hijacking. If a prompt inspires you to add on something, make another prompt post.
4. Warn for spoilers (in case of Kizuna/Colon) and triggering content. A list of common warnings and triggers can be found here
IN YOUR SUBJECT LINE PLEASE INCLUDE
(gen) if you're looking for a more platonic angle
(Any Triggers) in your prompts
Some examples
- (gen) Daisuke and Ken play soccer
- (non-con) Daisuke tries to help Ken with nightmares about the Dark Ocean
Feel free to be as general or as detailed as possible in the comment itself! Maybe you have a whole plot bunny you want to give away.
Fills should be threaded comments directly onto their prompts. Multiple fills are wonderful! If there are multiple parts keep adding to the thread, like this:
-I want to see Ken turned into a catboy (prompt)
- MEOW (fill 1)
-hiSS (fill 1 part 2)
- MEOW but angsty (fill 2)
ANY kind of fill - fic, art, fan vid, whatever - is good.
One prompt per comment! Just keeps it organized. If you have multiple similar prompts post them all! It's okay!
Re: FILL - Truth or Dare
on 2021-04-24 11:22 pm (UTC)Re: FILL - Truth or Dare
on 2021-04-25 09:35 am (UTC)Explaining to the Digimon what sex is
on 2021-04-25 01:11 pm (UTC)FILL - Stir Me Up
on 2021-04-25 11:52 pm (UTC)Ken sat on a high chair on the other side of the counter, with a perfect view of everything Daisuke was doing. He flashed Daisuke a warm, mischevious smile, and Daisuke knew he was in for an experience.
“… Are you gonna start it soon?”
“All in good time. Aren’t you going to start cooking?”
“Fine…” he grumbled, washing his hands and rolling up his sleeves. He grabbed the onion first, going to chop it. He eyed Ken suspiciously as he did so, but his boyfriend only gave him a blank look in return. That fucker was playing innocent. Two could play at that game. Daisuke put on his best poker face as he chopped the onion quickly and neatly with practiced movements. Still nothing.
It was as he reached for the garlic that Ken put his master plan into action. The vibrator currently embedded snugly inside him suddenly buzzed to life at the hands of the remote control Ken was hiding under the counter. With a jolt, Daisuke dropped the knife onto the counter with a clatter. His sensitive insides were suddenly assaulted by an onslaught of sensation, and he had to latch on to the edge of the bench and cling on for dear life to stay on his feet.
“Fuck!” he yelped. The vibrations were a lot stronger than he had imagined. That bastard Ken thought he could catch him off guard. He’d show him how resilient he could be. Of course, Daisuke had been the one to suggest this game in the first place. If he could finish cooking their meal without unloading in his pants, he could do whatever he wanted to Ken later. Now that he was here, vibrator stimulating his sensitive spots, he was starting to feel inklings of regret. But he could do this – no matter what it took, he would see this challenge through.
He reached for the garlic and chopped it with precise movements, even as the buzzing vibrator sent tingles up and down his spine. This wasn’t too bad. He could deal with this. He had already gotten used to the hum and buzz moving inside of him, and he did his best to concentrate on preparing his ingredients. He reached for the ginger next, peeling it and chopping it thinly. He made sure to be extra careful with the knife as he didn’t entirely trust the slight tremors that ran through his body. But he was still fine – he was still on top of things.
Next came the peppers, sliced into thin strips, then the mushrooms and the cabbage. He looked across at Ken, who was watching him bemusedly. Daisuke sent him a smirk, as if to say that this was no more than child’s play to him. Ken retaliated by upping the setting of the vibrator, and Daisuke gave a full-body twitch as he felt the toy moving faster inside of him. It was just barely hitting his prostate – he leaned his hips back, wiggled a little to make it go deeper. He stood there, leaning heavily on the counter, mouth open and panting, eyes somewhere far away as he chased his own pleasure. Just a little bit more, and he’d be able to feel it so much better…
Ken cleared his throat and brought him back down to Earth. “Don’t get distracted. Concentrate on what you’re doing.”
Right. The cooking. He looked down and saw that he was halfway through cutting up the mushrooms. He grumbled and got back to what he was doing, trying not to squirm and wiggle too much. Mushrooms done, he moved onto the celery and green onion, slicing them into pieces that got slightly more choppy and uneven the further down he got. His hand wobbled by the end of it, and he put down the knife in favour of leaning back onto the counter and tilting his hips back, seeking friction. The only friction he found was from his pants constricting around his crotch, and he rocked gently into the sensation.
“Nnnh…” He couldn’t help the moan that squeezed through his clenched teeth. The friction at his front and stimulation behind was good, but hardly enough.
Ken was smiling at him. A rosy blush had made itself at home on his cheeks. Enjoying yourself?”
“Gnngh… F-fuck you…” he spit back teasingly, feeling less than proud.
“If you get through this, I might let you,” came the smug reply.
The vibrator continued its assault on his sensitive nerve endings, while his pants were wrapped so deliciously around his erection, and Daisuke couldn’t help but keep rocking himself between the two points of pleasure.
Still, he had a meal to finish cooking. It was time to start frying, so he turned the stove on and poured some oil in a pan. In went the onion, garlic and ginger, and he stirred them around with a wobbly arm. The heat in the kitchen was beginning to get to him – his face felt like it was burning up and he was sweating buckets. He took a glance at Ken, who had put his chin in his hands and was gazing at him intently. His eyes were swimming with heat, and Daisuke could tell that he was feeling turned on, too. When their eyes met they shared a lustful look, and then they both grinned at each other, amused at the situation. Daisuke was always keen to try new things, and Ken didn’t often turn him down. To Daisuke, this had seemed like a fun way to test his own endurance. He had been on top of the world when he suggested it, feeling like he could go hours without release. At the moment, he wasn’t feeling so hot. But there was still something sexy about Ken controlling his pleasure, having the ability to bring him to unscaled peaks of sensation or deprive him of pleasure altogether. It was exciting, not knowing what would come next.
He dumped the rest of the vegetables into the pan, stirring it all up. The pleasure had reached a plateau again, and he managed to stay fairly steady as he added the thinly sliced meat in too. He bit his lip and held on as he waited for it to cook.
When the meat had cooked through he added the sauce which he’d mixed together beforehand, a blend of soy sauce, broth, sugar and cornstarch. It was all starting to smell rather fragrant, but Daisuke couldn’t care less about the food at the moment. His mind was consumed by thoughts of the orgasm that lay waiting for him. He wanted it so bad, but he couldn’t give in. He had to grit his teeth and keep stirring.
It didn’t take long for the food to be cooked, just a few minutes. But by the time Daisuke turned the stove off his entire body was shaking. His cock was pulsing and throbbing with every breath he took. He itched to touch himself, to relieve the unbearable pressure. His hand twitched and moved lower. He just wanted to adjust himself a little bit, just a little--
“Hands on the counter,” came his boyfriend’s stern voice. The vibrations became stronger again and Daisuke leaned on his arms, hanging over the counter.
“A-ah! K-Ken! You bastard!” he moaned. The vibrations went up yet another notch, making Daisuke buck his hips wildly.
“Aaahahah…” his moan turned into giddy laughter as the buzzing inside him tickled his tender spot. The pressure was getting worse and worse – he wasn’t going to last.
“Are you going to come?” There was a teasing lilt to his boyfriend’s voice, and it did nothing to stave off his impending climax.
“Ken--!” he cried out, urgency in his voice. “I’m seriously gonna co- unnh!” he pinched his knees together and doubled over the counter. His sweet spot was being massaged relentlessly and it felt so unbearably good. He was going to come, he was going to come, he was going to—
The vibrations stopped. Daisuke was left hanging over the edge of the cliff, panting and cursing. It took everything in him not to hump himself against the counter and finish himself off. The muscles in his arms strained as he held himself up by sheer force of will.
Ken tutted at him. “Watch it, or you really will come. Don’t you want to do whatever you want with me later?”
Daisuke hung his head. “Goddammit…” He had been so close. Technically he should be grateful Ken stopped the vibrator before he came, but he couldn’t help but feel bitter about the loss.
“You’re almost done, come on.”
Daisuke shakily grabbed some bowls and started dishing their meal out. His mouth watered at the sight of the food, but his appetite wasn’t geared toward food at the moment. He wanted to be brought to the peak again, wanted to melt into a puddle of pleasure on the floor.
He finished plating their meals and looked over at Ken, flush of arousal high on his cheeks and stars swimming in his eyes.
“You managed! Well done.” As if trying to disprove his own statement, Ken turned the vibrator on again, turning it up several notches all at once.
“Gah!”
Once again, Daisuke became a slave to the sudden onslaught of sensation. The return of stimulation to his prostate made his head spin with the intensity of it, and he was brought right to the edge of climax once again. Once again he was leaning over the counter, hanging on for dear life, straining every muscle so he wouldn’t accidentally mess his pants.
Then, as suddenly as they had come, the vibrations were gone again.
“Ah… You’re so evil… I hate you,” Daisuke pouted between harsh pants.
He decided now was the time for some retaliation. He got onto Ken’s lap and draped himself all over him, slinging his arms around his neck. He started kissing his boyfriend’s neck and rocking his body into him, their arousals meeting and rubbing together. Ken’s hands went to knead his ass, making him whimper and shiver.
“Hey, the dinner you made is gonna get cold…”
“Let it.”
(Underage, dub-con) Daisuke puts Ken to bed
on 2021-04-26 07:02 am (UTC)Daisuke carries him piggyback to his bed, very aware that his hands are touching Ken's thighs and/or ass (Ken should be either completely asleep or so tired he's delirious and doesn't remember any of this part). Daisuke puts him in bed, but Ken is so pretty he can't resist kissing him on the mouth.
Can lead to more - more Daisuke kissing and touching Ken while he's asleep OR Ken waking up and the two of them getting nasty together OR both...both is good.
(Underage) oh look sudden handjobs
on 2021-04-26 07:09 am (UTC)For whatever reason, the boys fall on top of each other and Ken has a partial erection. When he notices, Daisuke, too curious and lacking all self-restraint, pulls back enough to touch him there, which turns Ken into a spluttering embarrassed mess. Daisuke has no problem offering to let Ken touch him there to "make it even" of sorts, and when Ken doesn't make a move to do anything, Daisuke grabs Ken's hand and puts it on his crotch to show he's aroused too. Of course, this leads to them giving each other handjobs or Daisuke getting both of them off or something.
Bonus points if they're in Daisuke's or Ken's living room or the door is open or something and their parents could come home any time.
(Underage, dub-con/non-con) Daisuke apologizes for somno
on 2021-04-26 07:25 am (UTC)At some point during a sleepover, Ken has an erection in his sleep, and awake, Daisuke notices and looks in his pants because he needs to see...and touch a little bit. (Can skip this scene and go straight to the next part if you want, or include both.)
He feels awful, though, so when Ken is awake later, he admits what he did and apologizes. Ken is absolutely mortified, though also pretty turned on, but he's even more mortified when Daisuke either offers to show Ken his or just takes off his clothes so they're even. He urges Ken to touch it too because that's what he did, and wanting to just put this behind them, Ken agrees.
Daisuke has a very obvious reaction to Ken touching him, though, and things escalate. Preferably to them fucking.
(Underage) Ken dreams about Daisuke fucking him after rescuing him from Oikawa
on 2021-04-26 07:36 am (UTC)Ken has a very vivid dream of Daisuke fucking him after rescuing him in episode 45. Ken should still be tied up with his own scarf during the sex. (Also feel free to include some non-con with Oikawa in the dream before Daisuke rescues him.)
He can't stop thinking about it and is super aroused and awkward and gay panicking all day. Daisuke knows he's acting weird and is forced to pry it out of him.
Should lead to them actually fucking irl.
FILL - not ready for the afterglow (6/?)
on 2021-04-26 09:04 pm (UTC)Ken had to go home in the morning, had to leave so his family could start their trip for summer vacation. Instead of inseparable like they had been last summer, and every break and weekend since, they would be separated. Daisuke barely handled having to spend most of the school week apart, let alone an entire summer without Ken.
Slender fingers carded through his hair, nails scraping lightly against his scalp, and Ken leaned close and tucked his nose in his wild hair. "I'll still be here," Ken whispered, sliding a hand down to press against Daisuke's back, right where his heart lay on the other side. "Even if I'm far away."
Daisuke nodded, but it didn't make him feel better. Not really. "I just…wanna be close to you right now."
And every day, every moment, every forever.
Ken pulled away from him, withdrawing from his grasp. "Let me show you something."
"What?"
Cheeks flushing, Ken chewed his lip. "I've been thinking about this for a while, about doing this."
Daisuke raised an eyebrow, and as much as he wanted to pull Ken close again, as much as he wanted to smother him to his chest, he let his curiosity take over and didn't fight when Ken separated from him.
Silent, unwilling to explain his task, Ken slid down, forced Daisuke's legs wide to make room for him, and opened up his shorts with ease.
His deft fingers had been undoing Daisuke's shorts for nearly a year now, sliding down his boxers and taking him in hand, watching with eternal fascination as he spilled all over his stomach and groin and thighs, and—perhaps Daisuke's favorite part, even more than the afterglow—running his fingers and tongue through the mess, tasting him, drinking him. It was enough to make Daisuke hard all over again.
But now, Ken's face and mouth were right there as he slid Daisuke's cock free, and Daisuke gasped as Ken slid his arousal between those deliciously parted lips, enveloping him in the wet warmth of Ken's mouth.
Daisuke moaned and bucked his hips, unable to hold back.
He could feel Ken's movements, Ken's breath, stutter in response, and then Ken readjusted and slid him deeper, making his breath slow and shallow to accommodate the way Daisuke extended down his throat. He grabbed for Ken's soft hair, needing to hold on to something, needing to clench his hand into a fist and grip hard so he didn't fall apart the moment Ken moaned around him and the vibrations shot pure pleasure down his spine.
Ken didn't seem to mind the way he held his hair—he let out a little needy whine every time Daisuke's hand clenched harder—and instead focused on bobbing his head up and down, slow at first and then picking up speed and pressure as Daisuke melted into the mattress, unable to do anything but pant, overwhelmed by how Ken took care of him, how Ken did everything in his power to make him feel nothing but euphoria from his gentle touch.
He came too quickly.
The moment Ken slid him deep again, moaning all around him, running his hands over the soft curves of his hips and sides and stomach, Daisuke tightened his grip in Ken's silky hair and came down his throat. It was too fast to realize until it was already happening, too fast to warn him, to give him a chance to pull back.
Ken gagged but stayed in place, forcing himself to swallow around him, and Daisuke whimpered at the added pressure on his overstimulated body.
Slowly, Ken retreated, detangling Daisuke's fingers from his hair as he moved, but even after he'd pulled back, he sucked languorously on Daisuke's flagging cock. He pushed up on his elbows, heaving, and for a long while, Daisuke watched Ken sigh happily as he drank every last drop, just like he did when it wasn't conveniently emplaced straight in his mouth.
When he finally released him, Daisuke dragged him back up into his arms and tried to crush their bodies together so there was nothing between them, his chest aching with the need to keep Ken close.
Preferably forever.
Ken let out a little giggle, obviously pleased with the response, and threaded his fingers through Daisuke's hair, messier than it was before. Not that Ken's hair had fared any better—it was probably much worse, all knotted and tangled where Daisuke had gripped him.
Daisuke tried to speak, but the words slurred together. "What t'hell was that?"
Ken's cheeks flushed a lovely pink. "Something to think about while I'm away?"
As if Daisuke hadn't already expected to spend the whole summer break hiding away in his room to masturbate, his free hand glued to his chest to feel his heartbeat, to imagine it was Ken's, while remembering everything Ken could do with his mouth and his hands, every whimper and whine and moan he made when Daisuke touched him. After this…well, Daisuke probably wouldn't leave his bedroom all vacation.
"Was it okay?" Ken asked, all his confidence replaced by nervous anxiety. "I thought, I thought you…"
"Fuck, Ken."
Because there really wasn't anything else to say.
But that didn't seem to ease Ken's sudden anxiety at all, only turn his blush to a bright scarlet. "We could…maybe we could practice? If it was that bad? Maybe it could get better?" He looked down, withdrew his hands to fiddle with bits of lint on his own shirt—Daisuke wasn't sure why he was still wearing that now that he thought about it, why they were both still wearing so much clothing blocking his access to Ken's beautiful porcelain skin—and chewed his lip. "I-I rather liked it…"
Daisuke's breath quivered.
Not for the first time, and certainly not for the last, he focused too much on those pink lips, imagined how soft they must be, wanted to taste him, to taste himself on Ken's tongue.
"Ken," he whispered, drawing his sharp blue eyes. "We can practice as much as you want. That was…" He didn't know where to start, how to articulate the way Ken could make him feel—physically, yes, but in every other way too. "Ken, that was—you are—"
He couldn't figure out the words, but Ken was smiling again, and that made everything better.
"Really?"
And when Daisuke nodded, Ken pressed closer, tucked himself into Daisuke's side, and beamed at him, albeit shyly. He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, his entire face and neck and probably his inconveniently covered chest so flushed even his ears were red, and said, "Something to look forward to when I get back then."
Daisuke wasn't patient enough for that.
He started tugging at Ken's shirt, yanking it to untuck it, and unbuttoning it so he could finally touch Ken's skin and feel his heartbeat that much closer. "You're staying the night, right?"
He didn't actually need confirmation—the overnight bag on his bedroom floor was more than enough indication—but Ken nodded, his eyes big and wide, his lips parted in anticipation.
"Then I don't see why we have to wait."
Ken shed his shirt as quickly as possible before reaching out to help drag Daisuke's shirt over his head, and once that was out of the way, he reached down to cup Daisuke gently in his hand. "How long until you're…?"
Daisuke groaned at the thought of Ken dropping his head between his legs again and swallowing him down, but he hadn't even properly touched Ken yet. That definitely wouldn't do.
Re: FILL - not ready for the afterglow (6/?)
on 2021-04-26 10:00 pm (UTC)awwww they're so cute and attached to each other... omg ken is so naughty, where the hell did you learn about blowjobs HUH??? of course he's great at it like the naughty lil boy he is. but aw, don't feel insecure ken, daisuke loved that shit. a-practicing we go!!! wheee this is turning into quite the saga, i am extremely here for it
FILL - Jogress --> sex
on 2021-04-27 12:32 am (UTC)“What is it, V-mon?” The green Digimon looks up at him with those ginormous sparkly eyes of his.
“Piyomon and Palmon want to know about Jogress, so I thought we could show them the real deal!”
“Oh! That sounds fun, it’s been so long since we did it!” Wormmon scrambles up and faces his partner.
“Yeah! Come on, let’s go!”
V-mon grabs onto two of Wormmon’s legs, and they stare into each other’s eyes. V-mon thinks about Daisuke, about wanting to protect his partner, and judging by the way Wormmon’s eyes water he’s likely thinking about Ken. He thinks about Wormmon too, imagines – remembers – what it feels like to be bound together, to move and breathe as one, to be one and the same.
It happens in a flash – that familiar surge and exhilarating rush evolution brings sails through his body, and before he knows it, their souls are entwining and combining.
V-mon!
Wormmon!
Jogress evolve!
Paildramon!
*
Ken and Daisuke are at the latter’s house, doing homework at his desk when they suddenly feel it, all at once: their heartbeats flowing into each other’s chest, merging with each other. Ken suddenly sees Daisuke’s emotional state in front of him like a picture, feels it like a shadow of his own. He feels, instantly, his boredom from doing homework and an underlying current of tension – of desire – that makes hairs rise all over Ken’s skin in a rush of excitement.
“Wha—”
“Jogress…?”
They sit frozen in their chairs, staring at each other. Their Digimon are Jogressing right now? Why?
Daisuke lets out a breathy laugh. “Wow, it’s been so long…”
Ken nods, completely taken aback by the sudden turn of events. He hasn’t felt Daisuke’s heart in so long, and now it’s suddenly right there in his chest, pumping wildly. He feels it in his ears, he feels heat pour into him like water into a bowl, feels Daisuke pouring into him even as they lock eyes with each other. He brings a hand to his chest just to feel it, and Daisuke’s eyes follow his hand. He feels the little skip, feels the heat mounting and mounting in him – his heat. Daisuke’s heat.
Daisuke brings a hand up too, touching it to Ken’s over his chest. They both gasp at the surge of electricity that sparks between them at the contact. Ken’s mouth is dry. He tries to swallow and almost chokes on nothing. Daisuke’s eyes are hotter and more intense than he’s ever seen them, even more than when they went up against Belialvamdemon, even more than when he slapped Ken and told him to live.
“Do you feel it…?”
Ken nods, feeling completely out of his mind. He licks his lip in an attempt to create more moisture, and he sees Daisuke’s gaze fly down to his mouth.
Ken grabs Daisuke’s hand and presses it to his chest. He’s struck by a sudden need, stronger than he’s ever felt before. He needs Daisuke to touch him, fill him up, make them one. Suddenly, he needs Daisuke’s hands and mouth on him more than he’s ever needed anything else.
An invisible magnetic force pulls them closer together until they’re hovering right in front of each other, breathing the same air. Ken imagines Daisuke breathing in the air Ken exhales. He imagines sucking in the oxygen Daisuke breathes out, breathing in his essence, drinking in everything Daisuke. Then he realises Daisuke probably knows what he’s thinking. Immediately after, he realises he can feel the same thirst, the same need coming from Daisuke too.
They lean in headfirst until they’re crashing into each other, lips connecting and slotting together. Their hands grab and find purchase wherever they can: clutched onto shoulders, buried in hair. There is a sense of desperation in the way they kiss, the way they move – as if a dam has broken and water has come crashing through.
Ken climbs into Daisuke’s lap, mounting him, clinging desperately onto him. They kiss open-mouthed, panting and gasping, constantly feeling the need to be closer, closer, more snugly fitted together – Ken would climb inside if he could, live inside Daisuke’s chest. He straddles Daisuke’s thighs and aligns their hard-ons, rolling his hips and rubbing them together. Daisuke gasps into his mouth and clutches at his thighs, trying to buck his hips in vain. He hikes Ken’s hips closer and palms at his ass, and Ken moans, rocking his hips harder. Daisuke tightens his hold on Ken and lifts him up, walking the few steps to his bed and depositing him there with a fwump.
“Ah- Fuck-”
Ken lands on the bed feeling completely dazed and more than a little turned on, and when Daisuke climbs on top of him and kisses him again he moans happily into it, sighing at the wonderful friction created by the pushes of Daisuke’s crotch against his. The pulsing of their heartbeat echoes in Ken’s entire body, and his groin aches to the same rhythm.
“Daisuke… Want you…” he murmurs. He bites his lip, abandons all semblance of self-restraint.
“Need you- inside-”
“Fuck- Ken-”
Daisuke wastes no time ripping Ken’s clothes off him, sliding his hands over smooth, sensitive skin. Ken brings two fingers into his mouth and wets them with saliva, which he suddenly seems to have in abundance. He brings them down to tease at his entrance, rubbing it open. Daisuke latches onto his neck and sucks, making flowers bloom on his skin. His fingers soon join Ken’s, wet with lube.
When Daisuke thrusts inside, Ken cries out and bucks his hips and feels the way they become one. The invisible strings of their connection are being tugged at from all directions and it feels so good. Ken sobs out as his best friend’s cock wrecks him from the inside out, pushes snugly into his sweet spot and makes him see stars. They’re being loud, anyone could come by and hear them, but none of them pay any mind to it, completely wrapped up in each other. Ken’s world is narrowed down to Daisuke, Daisuke, Daisuke inside of him, in his chest and stomach, Daisuke’s smile and the burning hot explosion behind his eyelids.
*
Paildramon runs through the forest, looking for Piyomon and Palmon. As they run, they feel a sudden rush of warmth and comfort run through them. It’s familiar, something they can’t place but remains on the tip of their tongue, like kind eyes and bravery and a golden-hued sunset. They stop short, feeling the intense emotions fold through them and wrap them up like a hug. Out of the blue, they find themselves thinking, I wonder what Daisuke and Ken-chan are up to right now?
FILL - (Underage) Brand New
on 2021-04-27 01:31 am (UTC)It was safer than looking in Daisuke’s direction, feeling the odd bubbling in his lungs every time Daisuke turned and smiled at him, his body flushing as his heart jumped up to meet Daisuke’s when he leaned close.
“...You okay?” Daisuke did just that, leaning against Ken, his chin resting on his shoulder, and Ken felt the heat rising across his face.
“I’m fine.”
“You sure you’re okay just watching? I can change to a multiplayer game.”
His palms were too weirdly wet, making Ken want to vibrate out of his own skin, he couldn’t hold a controller even if he wanted to play a game. And he couldn’t.
Not yet.
“I like watching you play.” It was true. Ken loved watching Daisuke concentrating, relaxing, celebrating in equal measure, loved seeing him just do something fun together, instead of a duty Ken felt weighing on his shoulders still, chipping away at it every day even now.
He didn’t mention it. Daisuke thought he was done. Ken knew he would never be done. But he could at least relax sometimes now, play with Daisuke and the others.
It made the fact that he wasn’t relaxed at all even more frustrating, though. Why did his body betray him now, when Daisuke cuddled close, clinging to him as was his physical way?
And then Daisuke’s hand draped over him, crawling down his side and Ken let out an involuntary giggle. He batted the hand away, half turning into Daisuke and staring into his eyes.
Eyes that sparkled with mischief.
“Are you ticklish, Ichijouji?”
“No!” Ken shouted even as Daisuke’s fingers ran over him again, earning another bout of giggles.
Two could play at this game. Ken tried to put his racing thoughts and uncomfortable feeling in the back of his mind, reaching for Daisuke’s side as well. They devolved quickly into a full blown tickle fight, racing around Daisuke’s living room until Daisuke wrapped his arms around Ken’s middle and vaulted them both onto the couch, pinning Ken to the sticky couch, his thigh sliding between Ken’s legs and pressing against his groin.
Ken realized belatedly that said groin was doing that weird thing it sometimes did around Daisuke, feeling tight and hard. He flushed more, this time with embarrassment rather than exertion, unable to shift or get away with Daisuke crowding him.
He could only feel Daisuke, could only smell his fruity soap, the tang of the light sheen of sweat he could see on his hairline, could only melt underneath him, trapped in his body as it responded in a way he didn’t understand.
“Woah.” Daisuke rubbed his thigh against it, and Ken squeaked as pleasure bloomed in him. He pulled mercifully back, only for his hand to replace his thigh.
Ken bolted up, his palms digging worthlessly into the hard couch, Daisuke’s fingers tracing the outside of his hard penis. It shouldn’t be like that. Something was wrong with him.
He wasn’t supposed to let people touch him there. He wanted Daisuke to touch more. His hips bucked up, completely negating any attempts by the rest of him to wiggle out from under Daisuke.
“...You too, huh?” Daisuke moved from staring at Ken’s crotch in fascination to looking into his face, frowning. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re - you’re - “ Ken’s brain moved through molasses, any thoughts or attempts to communicate washed away and focused on the way Daisuke was touching him.
“It’s okay!” Daisuke gave him a warm smile that wasn’t helping any of this. “I feel it too. You can touch me too.”
Ken gaped like a fish, making no move to reciprocate. “What?”
“Lie back.”
Ken felt Daisuke’s words up his back like a lightning bolt, and he obeyed, even as how off-kilter it all felt went into overdrive. Daisuke grabbed his wrist, leading him to his own groin, pressed his palm into a hardness equal to his own.
“See? I’m hard too. It’s okay.”
Ken shivered, shaky fingers kneading into Daisuke’s shorts, trying to understand. Whatever was happening to him was also happening to Daisuke. Was it his fault? Did their jogress cause this, his problem infecting Daisuke, finally confirming his worst fears, that he was going to hurt Daisuke too?
“I - I really like you, Ken.” Daisuke seemed closer, his face hovering over Ken’s, locking their eyes together even as he encouraged Ken to keep touching him.
It felt good, the hardness of Daisuke’s body connecting to his fingertips, his own hand grinding down into Ken.
“I - like you too.”
“I wanna be with you all the time.” Daisuke’s nose hit his own, they were so close, everything so close, his hips rocking up into Daisuke’s and their hands pressed against each other knocking together at the knuckles.
“Me too.” He wanted to be with Daisuke more than he knew how to describe. He wanted to crawl inside of Daisuke and live there, be a part of him and feel his heart beating Ken’s own blood around.
“I wanna kiss you.”
He’d thought about it, thought about how Daisuke’s lips felt, how soft they were, whether they’d feel as hot as the rest of him, whether he could feel the throbbing of his heart through them as well. “Will you? Please?”
Daisuke slipped to the right, his nose slotting against Ken’s cheek as their lips locked, and Ken’s eyes closed of their own volition, unable to remain open in the face of feeling too much, his belly coiling tighter and tighter until his cock throbbed one last time in his pants, the world colliding until it was only Daisuke, imploding in.
He came to with Daisuke’s lips still against him, Daisuke’s cock softening against his palm with wetness tickling him.
“What - just happened?” Ken breathed heavily, like they’d just played a 1v1 game instead of sat on the couch touching each other for several minutes.
Daisuke lifted himself up and Ken could finally breathe, the rest of the world bleeding into the edges as Daisuke released him from his supernatural hold. “What? Haven’t you ever - you know?”
Ken shook his head, and watched as several crooks of Daisuke’s eyebrows and mouth crossed over his face before settling on a wide, open smile and high brows. “Cool.”
Re: FILL - Jogress --> sex
on 2021-04-27 01:44 am (UTC)this is very good and very hot
absolutely delicious
Re: FILL - (Underage) Brand New
on 2021-04-27 01:51 am (UTC)GUIJJ'M DEAD
YOU KILLED ME
THIS IS PERFEAL;KJDLGJCT
Re: FILL - not ready for the afterglow (6/?)
on 2021-04-27 07:42 am (UTC)Re: FILL - Jogress --> sex
on 2021-04-27 07:47 am (UTC)Re: FILL - (Underage) Brand New
on 2021-04-27 07:52 am (UTC)He wanted to crawl inside of Daisuke and live there, be a part of him and feel his heart beating Ken’s own blood around.
mmMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Re: FILL - (Underage) Brand New
on 2021-04-27 06:56 pm (UTC)and it’s ken’s first time aaahhh... ofc you think it’s cool daisuke, now you can monopolise that shit.
first baby handjobs are so cute.... i loved it<3
Wet dreams
on 2021-04-27 07:01 pm (UTC)FILL: (Somno/Non-Con) Pudgy Tummy Spill
on 2021-04-27 09:17 pm (UTC)FILL - Happy Accident (Intoxication)
on 2021-04-28 12:58 am (UTC)He felt all floaty and giggly as he returned to the living room of the Yagami apartment, where he had joined all the other Chosen Children at a get-together to celebrate Taichi’s 20th birthday. Finally allowed to legally drink alcohol, Taichi was determined to consume as much beer and wine as he possibly could. Not content to leave the younger members of their group out of the loop, he had brought ungodly amounts of alcohol and told them to have at. He had, of course, been scolded harshly by his coeval friends and his little sister, but in the end there was no stopping Daisuke or Takeru from sneaking cans of beer and drinking them surreptitiously. And there was no stopping Daisuke from grabbing Ken and making sure he didn’t get left out. Together, they had shared about five cans of beer, and Ken was just about drunk enough to ignore the fact that they had been trading indirect kisses all evening.
“Psst, Ken! Come over here for a sec!” Daisuke whisper-called to him from the corner, gesticulating wildly. Ken sailed down onto the floor next to his best friend and huddled up close to him, considering if he could put his head on the other boy’s shoulder. It looked so inviting, a soft firm blue pillow.
Daisuke grinned conspiratorially at him. “I just had the best idea ever… Okay, hear me out, what if – what if, we told everyone that we’re dating? Wouldn’t that be hilarious?”
Daisuke’s eyes were bright and coaxing. Ken’s heart had leapt into his throat and he fell headlong into those eyes. “I guess it would be kinda funny…” he giggled unsteadily.
“Right?! Let’s do it right now!”
Daisuke got up on unsteady legs, stalked over to the music system and turned it off, causing everyone to turn and look. He then raised his voice, commanding the attention of everyone in the room.
“Hey, everyone! I have a veerry importn’t announcement to make!” he slurred.
He threw an arm around Ken’s shoulder and pulled him closer. Ken stumbled into him and giggled, throwing an arm around his waist.
“Ken an’ I… are together!” Daisuke looked excitedly around at everyone, but the two of them were only met with blank stares.
“Huh?”
“That’s… supposed to be news to us?”
“You guys finally decided to come clean, huh?”
“Congrats, you guys!”
Their friends all gave them a lukewarm reaction – in fact, most of them just looked puzzled or confused. Daisuke and Ken both gaped at their friends.
“Whaaat? Seriously?!” Daisuke couldn’t comprehend his friends’ reactions. “You guys thought we were together?!”
“Well, yeah? Aren’t you?” Yamato shot back with a deadpan expression.
“No, we’re not-” Daisuke tried to shout, but he was drowned out by Mimi’s loud exclamation: “Hey, since you made it into an announcement and all, why don’t you give us a kiss?”
Others quickly chimed in. “Yeah, give us a kiss for good luck!”
“Yeah! Kiss! Kiss!”
Daisuke looked at Ken. What do we do? was clearly written across his face. Ken was taken in by the moment, by the odd chanting in the background urging them to kiss. In uncharacteristic fashion, he abandoned all rational thought and let himself be pulled by his desire. If they were pretending to be together, they had better do it properly, after all. He stumbled forward, falling headfirst into those eyes again, and caught Daisuke’s lips with his own. The whoops and cheers in the background faded into white noise, and Ken enjoyed the warmth and softness of Daisuke’s lips. Daisuke himself stood frozen on the spot, until Ken felt him respond, opening his mouth and licking into Ken’s. They held each other, drinking each other in, paying no mind to the deafening cheers all around.
*
Ken woke to a splitting headache, a parched mouth and a hollow, empty feeling in his stomach. The sunlight was hitting him square in the face and it was much too bright. He groaned and turned over, spotting Daisuke still sound asleep in bed.
He didn’t remember how they had made it back to Daisuke’s apartment, but that’s where they were. They had already arranged beforehand that Ken would sleep over so he wouldn’t have to make the trip back to Tamachi late at night (besides, Ken didn’t want to worry his parents). They had laid out the guest futon before leaving so they wouldn’t have to hassle with it when they got back, and Ken assumed he had just crashed right there on the futon as soon as they arrived at Daisuke’s. He ran his tongue over his teeth and felt the unpleasant coating on them, and his heart did a leap. He never forgot to brush his teeth, ever. How could he have forgotten?
Then again, he had been drunk, Ken reminded himself. Another jolt went through him at the thought. He had drunk alcohol and gotten drunk, and he was only seventeen. Daisuke could really convince him to do anything, couldn’t he? He just hoped he hadn’t done anything stupid. He wracked his brains and was filled with dread when he realised chunks of the evening were completely missing from his memory.
He started to sweat as he laid on the futon, glancing up at his friend’s sleeping face. He hadn’t accidentally said anything to Daisuke, had he? He had kept his secret for so long, it would be devastating if one drunken night had ruined it all.
At long last, Daisuke stirred, groaning and kicking his sheets.
Ken smiled up at him. “Morning, Daisuke.”
“Mmmh… Mornin’…” came the hoarse reply.
“How do you feel?”
“Ugh… a little gross. What even happened last night?”
“I can’t even remember getting back here…” Ken admitted anxiously.
Daisuke fumbled for his phone to check their group chat, and Ken climbed onto the bed to look at it with him. There was quite a backlog of messages to go through, but one stood out in particular.
The happy couple<3 Accompanying the message was a video.
“Huh? Did anyone get together last night?” Daisuke wondered. He opened the video, and they were confronted by a shakily filmed clip of none other than themselves. Ken didn’t understand what he was seeing at first, only saw two people locked in a forceful embrace. Then he noticed Daisuke’s hair, and he saw his own hair, and he saw their faces locked together, mouths moving on each other. They were making out with each other, completely in their own world, unaffected by the whoops and gleeful screams of their friends.
“Wha…?”
They gaped at each other. Apparently, none of them remembered. Ken felt cold shocks go down his back, absolutely horrified. But he couldn’t stop thinking about the footage – actual footage of him kissing Daisuke, his best friend, his crush. And seeing them kiss like that, he thought he could actually remember bits and pieces from it, too. The warmth of Daisuke in his arms, the feeling of his tongue… A ferocious blush spread through him like fire, and he could feel his heartbeat in his entire body, like he was just a pulsing blob of heated flesh. Daisuke didn’t look much different, and neither of them said anything for quite some time, just stared at each other and blushed.
“What the hell happened for the night to turn out like that?”
“Oh god, I think I remember... You had the brilliant idea of telling everyone we were together.”
“What, it was my fault? Anyway, we’ll just have to tell everyone it was a joke, right?”
Something in Ken twinged painfully at those words. Daisuke started furiously typing a message into the chat, trying to convince everyone there was nothing between him and Ken. The replies that instantly came back spoke for themselves.
Oh please. You guys were practically devouring each other’s face
We’ve literally known for years that you two were crazy about each other!
I just thought you wanted to keep it a secret…
Daisuke threw his phone across the bed in disgust. “What’s up with everyone?!”
“… I’m sorry.” Ken looked down at his lap.
“Huh?”
“I think… I think it was me who kissed you. I’m sorry.”
“Ken…”
They were silent for a while. Then Daisuke grabbed his elbow.
“Do you… want to try again?” His friend’s words came out slowly and hesitantly, but the determination in them shook Ken out of his initial shock at hearing them. He turned toward Daisuke and gave a tiny nod, the smallest admission that he wanted it, wanted anything Daisuke would give him. Daisuke nodded back and suddenly he was right there in front of him, brushing strands of hair away from Ken’s face with trembling fingers. He leaned in even more, tilted his head slightly to the side until they connected in a soft, shy press of lips. They parted and exchanged relieved, shaky smiles. Daisuke leaned in and captured Ken’s lips again and they both sighed into it, letting their lips linger before they parted again. They gazed at each other, realisations coming into the open. Just as Daisuke went in for more, Ken put a hand on his shoulder.
“Wait! Don’t do any more. I want to brush my teeth first.”
“Man, that’s so like you, Ken. Fine, I’ll brush my teeth too. Then you’ll let me kiss you more?”
“Yeah… I’ll let you kiss me all day.”
Re: FILL - Happy Accident (Intoxication)
on 2021-04-28 01:49 am (UTC)(underage) ken nut groundhog day
on 2021-04-28 06:54 am (UTC)jogress groundhog day
on 2021-04-28 07:02 am (UTC)(Underage) Ken's wet dreams escaping into reality
on 2021-04-28 07:14 am (UTC)Obviously, he hides them, but how is he supposed to explain their existence when Daisuke - the REAL Daisuke - discovers them?