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Dus the Tsukaimon belongs to me.
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Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, Dark.
Prismina the taomon took a moment to demonstrate the power of each of her sutras as Dus saw the energy orbs they crafted, floating just above each tag. From a Paintbrush with glowing white energy, to a dark dagger of malice content, a whip of thorns and ivy, a fan that seems to be able to rend with the wind, a silken scarf that seems to embrace the smoothness and flow of water, and another that bent flames into a gauntlet that seemed to embrace the fury of the wielder. The audience of one applauded as Dus, our Tsukaimon, was given his own little one on one show where she lived; a modest and somewhat average apartment with a coloration to all the furniture either being black or white.
As her show concluded, he glanced at something on her body that he recalled seeing when he got a view of her in various... positions. The question casually leapt from his mouth.
"What is with the Pink Sutras I see you wearing under your robes?"
A moment passed as she blushed. Another moment later and she responded, albeit still flustered.
"These are tags that I use to not only conceal, but empower me in a way that controls my arousal. Just like all the others, they come with two sides. One side is that they keep me covered from the public, but that is only as long as they are not too tampered with. If the other half is activated, it does the reverse and starts making me consider getting ...intensely lewd. Though that is only if they are tampered with by someone who knows what they are doing."
As she spoke, another question came to him..
"If that's true, wouldn't your talent of combining other powers together run the risk of triggering them to change?"
She paused... looking him over as she soon became curious herself as to what could happen, and yet also… she wanted to know how the tags might work on a male digimon. Several ideas sprung into her head and she soon knew how to thank him for them.
"How about we find out?"
As he looked at her, he saw she had pulled out a couple of the pink and red colored sutras in one hand, the other undoing her belt as she began to undress.
“Pink for passion and arousal… red for burning fire and energy.”
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"GAH..f...FUCK! This is.....so much...more intense than...I thought." Prismina cried out.
"T-Tell... me.....about it… NNNGGG!" Dus said in kind.
The two yelped between deep plunging thrusts. Prismina lay on her back biting her bottom lip as her legs wrapped around Dus’ back, her nipples trying to push the sutra tags off of them as light shimmered from them while the sutras on Dus' balls seemed to pulse and throb in time with every push and pull he gave. The pace Dus was moving at, the growls he gave and the force behind his movements, it was as if his body had been possessed by an earth animal intent on breeding his partner.
How long until they stop? How many more times will they splash the other? How long until the spell breaks?
Neither one was in a hurry to find out as Dus felt like he had unlimited energy, able to continue going through each climax he had and not suffer any of the cooldown, while Prismina had her own organic, soft, yet merciless machine scratching every itch she ever had.
It took quite some time before anything changed; a wet and slippery kiss that the two shared, screaming into it as they created another mess of liquids between them, before finally, the sutras on Dus’ loins flashed one last time before peeling off on their own and freeing him of their charm.
The two breathed hard, hours having been lost in the mayhem. Even with their eyes barely able to open as they looked at one another, they could only see hearts in the other's eyes. She grasped his head and pulled him into a deep, yet short kiss before pulling back, allowing them to recover their air supply from climbing up Mt. O, their bodies shuddering softly with how intense their activities were.
They were finally able to speak after what had to be at least 10 minutes later. Prismina stroked Dus’ head, smiling at him with nothing but pure adoration and love for him.
"We should do this again when we officially become a couple. Maybe even use it as a way to pretend to conceive a child." she said with a playful giggle.
Dus’ smiled in return, his expression becoming bright as his heart fluttered.
“R-really? You’d want… me?” he said, but soon, his crimson eyes looked down and away from her face, an obvious dark cloud settled on him. “Th-that’s very kind, but… I think it’ll be a long while before we do that.” he said, faking a smile, his heart not wanting to accept that this gorgeous, loving lady truly loved him; a horribly mutated digimon. She must have sensed this and gently stroked his head again, keeping her legs wrapped around him.
“It’s okay… We’ll go at your pace.” she said. Dus felt as the cloud tried to continue to weigh him down, but when he met her eyes with his own, he couldn’t help but feel those strong pulls of the threads of the heart.
“Thank you…” was all he said as he lay upon her and the two took a much needed nap.