“…and the digital world was saved and they all lived happily ever after. The end!” 

Neemon slowly closed the book he’d been pretending to read and very quietly got to a stand. The three little digimon he’d been reading to had fallen asleep at last and he didn’t want to risk waking them up. To that end, he got up on his tippy-toes as he started to sneak out and return the book to Bokomon.

In the process of trying to find the tips of his toes and stand on them, the yellow rabbit managed to catch the end of his left pant leg under-toe. With his first step away from the children’s bed, Neemon tumbled to the ground with a loud thud. That thud was rather quickly followed by an even louder clang when the metal seat he’d been reading from followed him down. 

Neemon leapt to his feet, eyes wide, and covered his mouth to catch himself before he could shout. Bokomon’s heavy book falling to the ground resulted in a final, “Whump!” before Neemon turned to check on the sleeping digimon in the bed behind him. Patamon stirred for a second, but didn’t open his eyes. Lopmon and Salamon barely even moved.

With a sigh, Neemon shut his eyes and lowered his hands. He waited a few more seconds after that, just watching the kiddies sleep. Then he picked up the book and stepped out of the room, successfully this time since he ignored his own advice to tiptoe out. He shut the door behind him as quietly as he could after that, and once he was sure it was closed he relaxed against it. He heard a click that he chose to ignore as he pondered the story he had told the little digimon. “It’s a good thing they fell asleep early,” he pondered aloud, stepping away from the door, “I had no idea how those humans were gonna beat Lucemon.”

With a spring in his step Neemon proudly walked toward his own room. He was humming as he thought back to his brilliant storytelling. A lot of it was based on his adventure from a couple months ago, but he’d done a lot of embellishing too. In his version the humans were still really cool, but the real stars were the three little digimon they’d brought along with them. Lopmon really loved that part.

Plus, it was really easy to fill in the bits that he couldn’t remember so well with bits about those digimon doing something neat. And there was a lot that he couldn’t remember so well. All he could remember really well were the human’s and all the fun stuff that he and Bokomon had done with them. The big battles were mostly blurry, and he couldn’t really remember much of the boring stuff, like the spirits and the legends, at all. He had to look in Bokomon’s big book for a lot of those details, and anything he couldn’t find in there he would just make up.

It was better that way. Facts were usually more boring, and the kiddies liked his stories. He’d tried to tell Bokomon that several times, but his friend never listened to him. In fact, lately it was almost like he hadn’t even heard him. 

Tonight was another opportunity though, and this time Neemon was confident. When he swung the door to their bedroom open he confidently announced, “Patamon really liked the story tonight! He thought Angemon beating up that creepy mirror guy was really cool!”

Bokomon didn’t even so much as look up from his work. Neemon’s ears drooped as he watched his friend working so diligently at his desk. Bokomon had been busy writing since they’d gotten back to the village of flame. “It’s my duty to chronicle the adventures of the legendary warriors!” he had said. Since then he had barely paid Neemon or even Patamon any attention at all.

Again though, Neemon thought of this particular night as a lucky one. He slammed Bokomon’s big book of stuff on the desk, upsetting a hefty number of papers in the process. As they fluttered to the ground Bokomon actually gasped. For a second Neemon was really happy to have gotten his friend’s attention, but the moment didn’t last very long as Bokomon had the bunny by the pants in an instant. After a waistband snap that sent Neemon tumbling onto his butt, Bokomon went straight to picking up the fallen papers.

“Really, Neemon, must you interrupt my work so destructively?” he grumbled, “I’ve told you enough times already to keep your grubby little paws off my book. If you need to know something there are many better ways to get my attention.” He ceremoniously straightened the papers he had gathered and got back to his seat at the desk. “What did you need it for anyway?” he mumbled as he tried to find his place. The whole desk was a mess now so he had quite a bit of work to do now just to find where he had left off.

“I was just telling the kiddies a story.” Neemon smiled wide as he spoke, having recovered from the snap quickly enough this time. Though he was rubbing his hip a bit to deal with the sting, he didn’t let it bother him much. “Patamon really enjoyed it a lot tonight. He really liked it when Angemon beat up that creepy mirror guy.”

“Of course he did,” Bokomon said dismissively. He clearly wasn’t actually paying any attention. If he had been, Neemon knew that he would have been corrected; at the very least Bokomon would have told him the creepy mirror guy’s name. Instead he just kept grunting while he scrounged around for the right paper. “Honestly, Neemon do you have any idea how much of a mess you’ve made.”

So suddenly things had gotten worse. Not only was Bokomon not really paying any attention to him, but he was also really cranky. Neemon wracked his brain for some answer to this problem; pondering back to the last time he could remember that Bokomon wasn’t absorbed in work and also wasn’t cranky. Finding such a time in his memories was a pretty tough job, so Neemon put a paw to his chin and concentrated. 

The first thing that Neemon could think of was right after the humans left. That didn’t work right away though. Back when they’d first gotten on the train back home Bokomon hadn’t been cranky, but he had been really sad. Neemon made his gears spin a little faster to get to the point when Bokomon started cheering up. He remembered Patamon and the others playing with Bokomon, but he wasn’t going to wake them up just yet; not after all the work he put in getting them to bed. He knew that convincing Bokomon to board a train was probably not going to work. He could maybe talk with him about the humans if he could get his attention, but he wasn’t listening very well right now. 

After almost a straight minute of thinking Neemon’s ears rocketed up and the pensive expression he’d been wearing was quickly supplanted by his usual big smile. “I’ve got an idea!” he shouted.  

Papers fluttered to the ground and the room echoed with the sounds of metal striking metal as Bokomon barely steadied his chair. With a vicious growl he turned back to Neemon. “You nincompoop!”

Neemon caught him glaring and hastily got to his feet, waving his hands for him to wait a second. “I’ll pick it up, Bokomon. I didn’t mean to surprise you.” Bokomon stopped with a hand on the back of the chair, poised to leap down. “Sorry, I just got excited because it’s a really good idea!”

To Neemon’s surprise, Bokomon smiled. “Fine,” he shook his head and turned back to his work. Neemon noticed a cute little vein pulsing on his friend’s forehead, and took it along with the smile a sign that he was definitely getting Bokomon’s attention already. “Try not to make more of a mess while you’re down there, okay?”

Giggling to himself, Neemon skipped forward the desk and crouched down to pick up the papers. He rather quickly felt a claw wrap around his waistband after he picked up a couple of pages. Fully aware of what would happen if he did nothing, Neemon sprang into action, hoping his idea was as good as he thought it was. 

He started by dropping the papers and reaching up, wrapping his hands around Bokomon’s thighs. Thankfully that was enough to stop any tugging on his pants and doubtlessly save him from a sore behind for the moment. Neemon considered that an unquestionably positive response, so he kept going. One hand went under Bokomon’s waistband, lifting it slightly above the waist, while the other started massaging the thigh. Finally he moved his face toward his friend’s crotch, giving the currently flaccid dick some playful kisses. The response he got was positive again at first. The soft white flesh of the foreskin started to tighten up and the shaft started to harden nicely under the touch of his lips. However, a strong tug on his sweatpants snapped Neemon out of reveling too much in the success of his idea, and the smack to his butt that followed snapped his attention away from the cock entirely. 

Neemon pulled away from the still stiffening cock of his good friend and looked up at that friend’s face. This time the snap hadn’t been hard enough to really hurt or even move him by itself, but it did worry him. Bokomon’s face didn’t give him any comfort either. He looked confused, not happy. “Wh-what are you doing, Neemon? D-didn’t I t-tell you I was busy?” He tried his best to look angry by lowering his brow, but in the end he still came off as surprised more than anything thanks to the wide-eyed look he sported.

Regardless of whether he was angry or surprised though, Neemon was simply disappointed that his friend wasn’t happy. His ears drooped and he pulled his hands away to fiddle with his fingers. Still smiling he said, “Well you’ve been busy a lot lately, and you were getting really grumpy. I thought I could help you relax and cheer up,” his voice trailed off a bit and he started to blush, “It did the trick a few weeks ago…”

Bokomon didn’t speak for a few seconds, and during that silence Neemon’s ears perked a little when he noticed that his friend was still getting harder. His ears perked right back up to full height when Bokomon spoke up again though. “Oh. Well I suppose it has been awhile.” He paused for another moment to look back at the desk. “I have been working very hard lately.” He lifted his nose and smiled proudly. “Perhaps I do deserve a break.”

With that smile as a sign Neemon dove back in to Bokomon’s crotch, giving what was now a fully erect white cock a nice big kiss with just a little bit of tongue. His hands went back to Bokomon’s thighs, fondling both of them playfully for a second before one of them snuck back under the waistband to fondle a hip. Neemon finished his kiss and smiled up at his friend. Bokomon was smiling back down at him, just a big old-fashioned smile with half-lidded eyes. Neemon thought it was the proper way to look at your lover, and his blush rose up again as he thought back to the many other times he had looked at him like that. Happy to see Bokomon happy, he turned his full attention to the cock in front of him and gave it a long tender lick, then another, and so on while he continued to run his hands along Bokomon’s lower body.

A claw reached down and started to massage between Neemon’s ears as he went along. Bokomon followed that up by moving the other down to scratch his lover’s shoulder, and his stomach pressed against Neemon’s forehead as he leaned forward to do so.   “You’ve been in need of some attention haven’t you, Neemon?” There was a patronizing lilt in the way that Bokomon talked, but Neemon was confident he was just playing it up for fun. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy working.” He took that as a genuine apology.  

Partially in thanks for this apology, but mostly just because he really wanted to, Neemon stopped licking around Bokomon’s nice hard shaft and moved up to wrap his lips around the little pink tip. The claw on his shoulder took hold of it, and he felt his Bokomon’s hips pulse under his hand as the cock moved towards his throat. Just because he didn’t have to move didn’t mean he’d sit still though. The bunny was happy to push forward until his lips touched Bokomon’s crotch. He playfully pulled at Bokomon’s waistband while he sucked him off, each pull stretching the weave until it pressed against the roof of his lover’s shaft. 

Neemon pulled back and teased the shaft with that bit of cloth while he suckled on Bokomon’s salty tip. Some of Bokomon’s pre lingered warmly on his tongue, and he suddenly became aware of how wet the front of his sweatpants felt. He pulled a paw away from Bokomon and felt for that wet spot. When he found it he pressed it against himself and started to rub, forgetting the blowjob he was giving for just a second as he opened his mouth in a wide, delirious grin.

Bokomon let out a heavy breath a moment later. And that breath quickly turned into a choked gasp as a large tasty splash of pre landed on Neemon’s tongue. With that salty taste spurring him on, Neemon joyously closed his mouth around the cock again and returned to sucking, only to be stopped a before he could make his way down the shaft when Bokomon grabbed his head and pushed him away.

Slightly confused and very disappointed, Neemon pouted up at his friend; moving both hands to his crotch and sticking out his lower lip. “Aww, it was almost to the best part.”

Bokomon hopped off his chair, swinging his hips and smiling proudly with his eyes shut. “Yes I’m sure, but we can’t always get what we want now can we.” Without a moment’s pause he grabbed Neemon by the front of his pants and pulled him to a stand. It was right then that he opened his eyes, looking down just long enough that Neemon was sure he snuck a peek. Then he turned away and started walking towards the bed, dragging his friend by the britches the whole way. 

Once at his destination all it took was a swing of his arm to send Neemon spinning toward the bed. With a yelp as his butt his the mattress, Neemon fell and skidded to the center of the bed, stopping with his legs spread, his hands on his crotch, and the work he’d done earlier that day straightening the sheets completely undone. Bokomon crawled after him until his head was aligned with the rabbit’s groin. He smiled down at the barely covered bulge in the red sweatpants and swatted the hands away. “Really, Neemon, you’re the one who wanted my attention. Stop being so childish.” Neemon obeyed and let his hands rest at his sides.

With that said and the most important obstacles removed, Bokomon lowered his head to the wet spot that had formed around the tip of Neemon’s cock. He took a big sniff and moved a claw up to grab his friend’s shaft through the fabric. Neemon was drooling by the time Bokomon had gotten his fill of the scent and actually started rubbing him. His tongue came out to nest in the wet fabric, gently teasing Neemon’s tip. Finally, a second claw came up and just lingered around Neemon’s waistband where waited for the right moment to pull his sweatpants down.

“B-Bokomon,” Neemon said, lifting his hands impotently and pausing to swallow his drool, “I… I don’t know how much more I can take.” He was fibbing a bit. Much as he enjoyed Bokomon’s softer touches they weren’t enough to push him over the edge so quickly. He just wanted to get to the good part sooner. 

“Really?” Bokomon lifted an eyebrow questionably in Neemon’s direction. Then, his claw’s grip abruptly tightened and he increased the speed of his jerking. Neemon let loose a gasp and started to drool again. For an added touch, Bokomon shuffled his hips a bit. After a second his cock was resting noticably against Neemon’s leg as he gently thrusted his hips.

Neemon gulped. Another minute like this and he knew he really would be on the edge. “Y-yes, really!” He gasped and covered his mouth; blush returning as Bokomon grinned at him with that eyebrow still raised. He knew he was being toyed with, but he was more than happy. He knew that it meant his friend was just as eager as he was to move on to the next part.

“Alright then.” Bokomon’s eyebrow lowered again; his face once again baring that lover’s smile that Neemon reveled in. He let go of the bunny’s cock and pulled at the waistband of the red pants. With the help of a bit of hip wiggling from his lover, he pulled those pants down to Neemon’s thighs in the same motion that brought him to a stand next to Neemon’s legs. Both were on full display now, and they shared a smile from their places on the bed. 

Neemon wiggled the rest of the way out of the pants himself kicking them back until they just covered his feet. At the same time Bokomon made a bit of a show undressing himself by stretching his waistband and wiggling it down to his feet before stepping out of it. He didn’t break eye-contact for a second as he moved to gently lay himself on top of Neemon, and once he was within reach he gave his lover a deep, loving kiss. 

It wasn’t a long kiss. It lasted just long enough for each digimon to get a taste of the other’s breath before Bokomon pulled away and the two shared another loving smile. Neemon wrapped his arms around Bokomon for a moment, but he let them fall when he broke away and stood up. Bokomon turned around and took a step towards his lover’s waist. Neemon followed along by sitting up and giving Bokomon another hug, from behind this time. Then Bokomon reached down, grabbed Neemon’s cock by the head and slowly lowered himself. 

The room filled with the sound of both digimon’s labored breathing as Neemon first entered his lover. He made no effort to hide his pleasure as Bokomon’s warmth spread around his cock. He panted rapidly, and every second or so he would let out an, “Ooooh,” or an, “Ahhhh.” Bokomon on the other hand just labored his breaths, showing determination more than pleasure. Neemon knew that right now he was just focusing on getting himself down, not really enjoying himself.

Hoping to fix that, Neemon made a move to take the situation out of Bokomon’s control. As soon as he was sure that he was deep enough in his friend to be stable, and also deep enough in to get off with the proper effort, Neemon tightened his grip and pulled them both back. Bokomon let loose a few successive gasps as he took in a few more cock suddenly on the way down, stopping just a bit short of bottoming out. Neemon surprised himself by keeping relatively quiet as the pleasant pressure engulfed him more thoroughly, though he only did so by smothering his joyful sighs in his companions back. Once they landed he abandoned that option for fear of smothering himself though, and his ecstatic panting was heard quite clearly as he thrusted hard against the digimon atop him. 

Bokomon abruptly went silent after only a few more thrusts, and thanks to the squeeze he put on Neemon when he did so the rabbit stopped thrusting just as abruptly. Bokomon’s eyes shut tight and his teeth slammed together as he squeezed, and after a long and wonderful second he let loose a long, stuttered sigh as he came. 

Through every sticky squirt Bokomon still squeezed on Neemon’s shaft, and it didn’t take much longer for him to reach his climax as well. His was much louder than Bokomon’s, punctuated by his eyes shooting wide, his spine stiffening enough to lift the pair a good inch above the mattress, and a shout of, “Eeeeeaaaaah,” as he squirted into his companion. Bokomon let out another, less stifled, sigh as he felt the warm fluid fill him.

Neemon collapsed back onto the mattress as soon as he had finished. His grip on Bokomon didn’t loosen though, and his lover was perfectly happy to be dragged down with him. He used what energy he had in the afterglow to lift his hands to Neemon’s and turn his head so that he could hear his partner’s heavy breathing more clearly. 
 
They rested in that calm bliss for about thirty seconds before Neemon’s energy returned. The first thing he did after that was wiggle his way out of Bokomon and loosen his grip so that they could rest together more comfortably; at least until the fluids dried. After that was done, his mind rather quickly started to wander. It did that for about a minute, lingering first on what he should get them for a midnight snack after this, then to how long Bokomon would probably be out of it before the pillow-talk would start, and then to how happy he was to have gotten Bokomon’s attention off of all that boring history stuff. 

His mind jumped quickly from there to what he should do now that he had Bokomon’s attention, and without pausing to think he said the first thing that came to mind. “We should have some fun with Patamon tomorrow!”

Bokomon’s eyes flew open and he turned to Neemon with a confused shout of, “Neemon, what are you saying?” His companion’s innocent smile quelled any filthy thoughts on that subject rather quickly though, and he sighed as he turned his head back to its gentle resting position once more.

“He’s really missed you too since you’ve been so busy. Oh! Maybe we should have a picnic! Then we can bring all three of the kiddies.”

“That’s what this was really all about wasn’t it?” Bokomon glanced for a moment at his desk. It was still a mess after Neemon’s interruption early, but he didn’t have any desire to clean it up for the moment. He smiled and shook his head. “Alright tomorrow we’ll go to the forest and have a picnic. Just remember to actually cook the food this time. No more raw meatapples.”

With a hearty, “Yay!” Neemon gave his lover a big hug and a loving kiss on the cheek. With that settled it was on to the next subject of pillow-talk for him. He decided to ask Bokomon just what he had been working on all night, hoping to cheer him up by sharing the stories of their mutual adventures once again.