B-day Smut

For my good friend Kots... Cause it's his B-day.

Disclaimer: I don't own, you don't sue.

This is my first digimon fic ever, so be nice or I'll stab you in the eye.

(just a note, in my mind TK is 16-17... cause any younger than that would be just plain weird.)

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TK jerked awake with a gasp, fingers clutching at sweat-soaked sheets as he jolted upright. He reached up, running his hand through his tangled blonde hair as he came into full awareness.

"That was weird..." He announced to the dead, dark silence of his bedroom. His sky blue eyes were still glazed from sleep as he glanced warily around the small confines.

After that dream, he felt oddly out of place in these mundane settings. His room was unchanged, looking just as it had before, it was familiar and yet not. It was dark, the only light in the room coming from the moon shining through the open window.

"What did you dream of?" A deep voice asked curiously. TK shivered, scenes from his dream playing through his mind. He blushed, glancing shyly at Angemon who was lying acrossthe foot of the bed.

Angemon had obviously been asleep as well, his hair was mussed and his helmet, or clothes for that matter were nowhere to be seen.He was laying on his stomach, his elbows pushing him up so he could stare at his parnter with those indescribable eyes. Tk's blush grew brighter and he looked away guiltily. Angemon smirked, noticing this and the other evidence.

He pushed himself up into a sitting position, leaning across the bed to grasp TK's chin and gently force him to look into his eyes. He pressed his lips against TK's right cheekbone, his breath ghosting across the boy's face. Tk was flushed from head to toe, eyes glittering with lust.

"Did you dream of me?" Angemon asked, fingers keeping the blonde from turning his face away. The boy's embarrassed look and downcast eyes were all the answer the digimon needed. Tk didn't dare look up, but if he had, he would've seen Angemon's lips quirk into a pleased smile.

"Did you now?" Angemon said, fingers leaving TK's chin to grasp his waist and pull the smaller male into his lap. TK let out a very unmanly squeak as Angemon's arms wrapped around him from behind, the digimon's warm breath caressing his ear.

"I'm sure the real thing is a thousand times better." Angemon whispered, pressing a kiss to the blonde's neck before drifting up to nibble at his ear. TK bit back a moan, only just now noticing that the digimon was completely naked and very happy to see him. He was tempted to say something exceedly corny, but Angemon's hands slipping under his shirt drove all thought from his mind.

Those glorious hands slowly began to undo his top, popping buttons left and right in the digimon's uncaring hurry to get the boy undressed. TK shivered, shirt gaping open as Angemon ran his fingertips up and down his half-bared chest. The angel kissed at his neck, a wicked grin appearing on his face as he pushed the shirt off the boy's shoulders, tossing it off the bed.

"You are the reason I exist." Angemon confessed; the nearest a digimon could come to saying 'I love you'. TK blushed, leaning backwards against Angemon's chest and pressing a shy kiss against the angel's cheek.

"I feel the same." TK said, getting a bit bolder as his hand grasped at the back of Angemon's head, pulling him forward into a passionate kiss. One of them, neither was sure which, moaned as their tongues warred, Angemon' finally coming out on top when he tentatively brushed TK's erection through his thin pajama pants.

TK broke the kiss with a gasp, eyes dilated as the digimon smirked and tore the pants away. He nuzzled against the blonde's neck as he stroked, his other hand slowly tracing lines on TK's lower back.

"Do you want me?" He asked, hand drifting down to squeeze TK's ass. The teenager moaned loudly, realizing what was to come. It would hurt yes, but he was young, he was horny and in the end, lust outweighed common sense.

"Yes, oh yes." TK said, hips thrusting back against the male. Angemon groaned, nibbling at the delicate skin of his neck as he lifted his fingers to Tk's mouth. He stopped stroking, not wanting the other blonde to finish just yet and instead began to touch it lightly, teasingly.

"Suck." He ordered, deep voice going even deeper. TK shivered as he opened his mouth and took the fingers within his mouth, licking, nibbling and sucking at the pale digits. Angemon smirked, licking a swath up TK's neck and then blowing on it, taking great pleasure in watching the blonde shiver and moan around his fingers.

When Angemon deemed his fingers wet enough he pulled them from TK's mouth and drifted towards TK's puckered entrance, swirling the tip on one finger around it before gently pressing inside. The young blonde shivered at the sensation.

It didn't hurt at first, it just felt really, really odd having something inside your body like that. He shivered again, leaning against the older blonde as he slid another finger inside.

TK bit his lip and tried not to whimper. Even with the spit as lubrication, it hurt, feeling like he was slowly being ripped apart from the inside. Angemon kissed his ear, whispering for him to relax as his fingers pushed against something inside TK that made it all worthwhile. He shuddered, letting out a loud moan as Angemon's fingers hit that spot again and again, barely even noticing when the digimon added another finger.

"Angemon..." He said breathily, turning his head to lay kisses on the angel's face. "Please..." He begged, hips thrusting back, impaling himself again and again on the other's fingers.

Angemon withdrew his fingers with a wet pop, guiding TK off his lap and onto all fours. "Are you sure?" He asked, positioning himself. TK thrust back, allowing the head to slip inside him. They both moaned.

"I've never been more sure in my life." TK gasped out, hands gripping the sheets tightly as Angemon slid in deeper. He let out a small hiss, hoping the digimon didn't hear. It hurt like hell. It felt like he was being torn apart by the seams and yet it also felt so very good that he never wanted Angemon to leave.

"Are you ok?" Angemon asked, steadying his hips, refusing to move until he knew TK was alright. TK glanced over his shoulder, smiling in what he hoped was a reassuring way.

"Be better once you move." TK said, moving his hips slightly and clenching his muscles around Angemon. The digimon let out a moan, slowly pulling back out and then forcefully thrusting back in, hitting that spot that made TK see stars. TK cried out in both pleasure and pain, barely registering Angemon's arm as it snaked around his waist and began to stroke him in time with his thrusts.

Angemon was in heaven. TK was so warm, so tight that he just couldn't control himself. The boy was all he ever dreamed of and more. Fully determined to have the boy reach that perfect bliss before him he sped up his pace, hitting this prostrate with ever thrust.

TK whimpered, arms shaking from the strain of holding himself upright as Angemon hammered him from behind. It felt good, oh so very good. He felt as though he never wanted to stop, never wanted Angemon to leave his body again. Suddenly his body tensed, muscles clenching as he screamed Angemon's name and came all over the sheets. Angemon followed a few thrusts later, warmth spilling into TK's body as his name fell from the digimon's lips.

They collapsed, Angemon rolling over so Tk was lying on top of him. He kissed the top of that blonde head, watching those adoring blue eyes as they closed in sleep.

"You are my world." He whispered, watching the early morning sun slowly begin to stream in through the window.

THE END

^^ Happy B-day Kots.