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Digimon Defenders: Side Chapter 5: Calm Before the Storm.

The cleanup from the viral pandemic was an ongoing process. While the worldwide destruction of the virus had also resulted in the cure of all the Infected Digimon and the disintegration of all of the Infected's black semen; the fact was that roughly four months had passed without Digimon keeping the world running. Buildings had to be cleaned of dust from disuse, vital systems needed maintenance and repair, and the world just generally needed a good fixer-upper all around.

The Defenders chipped in where they could, of course, but the truth was that they did not have much to do outside of general search-and-rescue work and helping to coordinate clean-up teams. The Defenders and Digimon law enforcement had expected a huge spike in crime, taking advantage of the chaos and confusion as the clean-up efforts began. But the crime spike never came. It seemed that even the criminal element of the Digital World had decided to lay low for things to recover.

As such, the Defenders found themselves with something that they were completely unused to having: free time. With no emergencies, no crimes, and nothing to really help out with, the Defenders found themselves with plenty of time to just rest, relax, and spend time with each other.

*******

In the Defenders' barracks, one bedroom was particularly busy. Within, Guil scampered from place to place, a crimson and black blur. Nearby, Rena sat on her bed, watching the boy rush about in mild bemusement

"Is the door locked?" Rena asked, her cheeks flushed as Guil scrambled around her room, lighting candles and throwing rose petals about the place from a basket hung off his arm.

"Triple-locked, chained, and even added a padlock to be sure!" Guil replied over his shoulder, as he went to double check how secure the door was, "...I even brought a welding torch to make SURE it doesn't open, if necessary!"

"...We're violating the fire code, you know," Rena said, her normally expressionless lips quirked slightly upward in her version of a smile.

"Burning to death, trapped in a room that we locked ourselves into is still better than getting interrupted again," Guil replied flatly, apparently completely serious. Rena gave a short, barely audible huffing noise that Guil recognized as a laugh.

"Guil, calm down. Deep breaths," Rena said, sitting up and crossing her arms under her breasts. Guil stopped in mid-scamper to make sure the windows were equally locked. He did as he was told, taking a long, deep breath.

"...Sorry, I'm just nervous..." Guil said, scratching behind one of his ear-fins, "...And eager. My balls are aching..."

Rena glanced down at his groin. His penis was already sliding free of its sheath, his swollen testicles almost twice their normal size as they bounced and jiggled about with every move he made.

"No masturbating, no wet dreams, no letting Gato or anyone else get at me... and I chugged down a dose of that disgusting drink that Gazi made that enhances how much you spurt!" Guil bragged, reaching down to heft them in his claws. Rena licked her lips despite herself.

"Why don't we cut right to the chase, Guil?" Rena asked.

"...You don't hafta ask me twice!!!" the boy yelped, tossing aside the basket without a care and dashing over to the bed. He climbed into it beside Rena, shivering as her warm body heat caressed his scales.

Guil and Rena had cuddled before. They had masturbated each other, even tried to give each other blowjobs. But every attempt at going even slightly further than that, at even finishing a blowjob or at penetrating Rena or anything else... Every single attempt had been interrupted by something.

The Black Collars, rescuing Gato from Devidramon, the Belialmon incident, even the Virus, these were only the TIP of the iceberg. Guil could remember literal DOZENS of times that he had been interrupted RIGHT at the brink of consummating his relationship with Rena, to their mutual frustration.

And things had only gotten worse since Rena insisted on him saving up until they got the chance to actually go at it. Not only had he blown it (in the most euphemistic sense of the phrase) multiple times under mind control, the influence of someone else's heat pheromones, or just his own feral arousal getting the better of him; but then he had to come back and explain himself to Rena and see the slight downturn at the corners of her muzzle in disappointment... and then he had to begin saving up again.

The worst part of all is that he had ACTUALLY had sex with Rena, more than once... but couldn't remember much of it, because they had both been under mind control every time. They had still yet to be together in their own right minds, under the influence of nothing other than their own arousal and the other's presence.

He blushed, his penis swelling rapidly between his legs as he admired her face and her body. Her angular face and long ears, her blue-on-black eyes, the ruff of fluffy fur surrounding her neck, her slender yet lithely muscular build, her perfectly sized and shaped breasts, her large, swelling sheath; all drove him wild with lust and romantic desire.

Guil did not even need to touch himself to reach a full, swollen erection. After months of desire and lost chances and interruptions and self-imposed celibacy, even the mere thought of Rena's body was enough to make him harder than steel. His penis was a little odd in shape. The whole thing was very large to begin with, at thirteen solid inches. The head was large and bulbous, moreso than the normal mushroom head of a humanoid shaft. It was wider at the base than under the head. Along the sides, were a row of diamond-shaped, slightly raised scales, designed to drag along his partner's inner walls. His testicles hung below in a white-scaled leathery sheath, larger than a pair of coconuts.

He flexed his pelvis, causing his cock to bob up and down playfully at Rena. The vixen's eyes narrowed and she made a tiny, barely audible tittering noise; what Guil recognized as a giggle. She had her hand wrapped around her own hardening shaft. Hers was shaped like a standard humanoid length, pink skin, mushroom head mostly hidden under a foreskin, sheath hiding the bottom inches. However, it was even bigger than Guil's, at fifteen inches of pulsing shaft. It was long enough that the tip could brush Rena's breasts.

"Go ahead, Guil," Rena encouraged. Guil took a deep breath and crawled on top of her. He could see that no foreplay was needed; Rena was already completely drenched between her legs.

"Okay, I'm... uh... I'm gonna go in," Guil said, glancing over his shoulder at the locked door.

"Hurry," Rena urged him, giving an equally paranoid glance over his shoulder.

With little further preamble, Guil lined himself up with Rena's slit. He pressed his red, swollen head to her opening. Rena watched him inscrutably, her expression as stoic and blank as ever.

"...This would be easier if you'd... y'know, smile or something," Guil admitted, blushing. Rena stared at him.

"...I am smiling," she said. Guil blinked and sweatdropped, before shaking his head and turning his attention back to the task at hand.

"Okay... Brace yourself," Guil muttered.

"I'm more than braced, Guil," Rena sighed impatiently.

"I was talking to myself," Guil replied. And with that, he arched his back and pushed his cock inside of her. First, his fat, strangely round head pushed inside her, spreading her folds wide. Rena gasped in surprise and pleasure. This was as far as they had ever managed to get. Every time they had even tried, they had been interrupted.

They paused for a moment, awaiting the moment when their Brands would emit an alarm, or worse, the base's general alert would go off. When nothing happened, Guil shook his head, and continued pushing in. He worked as quickly as he could, thrusting in a little, then pulling back to drag his scales along her inner walls, making her shiver. He'd push in a little more and repeat the process, dipping deeper with each thrust. Rena reached around him and squeezed his buttocks, encouraging him. When half of his penis was buried inside Rena's snug, damp, tight depths, he finally drove in the rest of the way.

Guil gasped as he plunged his cock as deep into Rena as he possibly could. The fox moaned in joy, sinking her fingers into his tight rump as he worked himself back and forth, his uniquely shaped cock spreading her wide.

As his hips met hers, there was a moment of awkward silence. They stared at one another, then looked around the room slowly.

"...No alarms?" Guil asked after a moment.

"...No," agreed Rena.

"...No alerts on our Brands?" Guil asked, glancing down at the patterns of glowing light embossed into the back of their off-hands.

"None," confirmed Rena.

"...No zombies? No Black Collars? No cultists? No demons? No aliens?" Guil asked, looking around in a slightly paranoid manner.

"No, no, no, no, and no," Rena acknowledged, the faintest hint of a smirk curling her lips.

"...No annoying friends at the door to bug us?" Guil asked, glancing over his shoulder.

"...It would seem not," Rena agreed, listening for any sign of movement outside.

"We can finally do this?" Guil asked, unable to believe it.

"I would just get to it, if you would... rather than tempting fate by wasting time," Rena said pointedly.

"Right, right! Okay, um... Hang on, I'm... told I can be a bit rough," Guil said bashfully, reaching down to grip her hips.

"I assure you, if Gato can handle it, then I certainly can," Rena said. Guil couldn't help but detect more than a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"Okay," Guil agreed, drawing his hips back. His diamond-shaped scales dragged along her sensitive walls, making her quiver around him. She gave a hiss, which Guil took as a noise of pleasure. He took deep breaths through his nose, pulling back until only his head was inside her. Then, with surprising force, he drove into her, slamming all thirteen inches of crimson shaft home. Rena yelped, gasping as he buried himself to the hilt, feeling his head push inside her, the rest of his cock throbbing. The sensation was incredible for both of them; Rena felt perfectly snug around Guil's penis, while Guil's shaft stretched Rena wide without any strain or pain, and just barely touched her cervix.

"...Like hand... in glove..." Rena panted softly, so quietly Guil barely heard it.

"Like we were made for each other," Guil agreed, unable to believe how good it felt, and how much he had been missing.

"Keep going," Rena urged, squeezing his rear again.

"Yeah," Guil agreed. He grunted, trying to concentrate on moving his hips, and not the hundreds of other things that threatened to distract him: Rena's eyes, her breasts moving, her hard pink nipples, the way she bit her lip when he took the time to grind himself into her, the feeling of her cock throbbing against his stomach... He grit his teeth and focused entirely on pulling back and thrusting forward, again and again.

Rena matched his rhythm, helping guide him by pulling his hips to hers. She groaned softly, feeling his thick cock grinding incessantly against her clitoris, sending shocks of pleasure up her spine. The vixen's bushy tail swished behind her as Guil picked up speed, his eyes narrowed in deep concentration. She couldn't help but find it cute how hard he was trying. As such, the next moment that Guil drove himself in, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

Guil's eyes went wide in surprise at the kiss. They had kissed before; their first date had ended with a particularly nice one. But this was a kiss like nothing he had ever experienced with her. It wasn't just a kiss of affection, or even one of lust and arousal. It was one of passion. Her tongue played over his, duelling with him as she moaned into it. He returned it, his cheeks flushing red. Not for the first time he wished some of Gato's confidence and self-assuredness had rubbed off on him; he had the feeling he wasn't doing his part of the kiss justice. Rena did not seem to care thankfully, moaning happily.

Guil was walking a razor's edge; his feral mating instincts were clouding his thoughts, threatening to drive him into a berserk state. He wanted to pound her with as much force as his body could muster, snarling in dominance. But as Rena moaned in delight, her precum spilling onto her breasts, he fought to resist those urges.

He cared too much for Rena to do that to her. As much as he (and he was sure, SHE) would have enjoyed it; he was determined to treat her with respect and care. There would be opportunities in the future to rut her like an animal and let himself go, but for his first time with her, he wanted it to be right. He restrained his instincts, determined to control himself and make this special.

He took his time, drawing his hips back as far as he could go before plunging forward, long strokes that drove all the way to the hilt inside the vixen. He found a rhythm, panting through his nose as he worked.

Now, he reached up and began to explore Rena's penis. He had seen it before, even touched it, even tasted it once. But now was the first time he had ever been able to truly run his hands over it the way he was now. He circled her sheath with his claw, traced the long bulging veins with his fingertips, and massaged the soft, smooth skin. He wrapped his hands around her, delighting in her moans of ecstasy. Her precum dribbled down the underside, spilling over his fingers in a warm and sticky river. He played with her foreskin, exploring how far back he could pull it, and how far over the tip it could stretch.

Guil's long, wet tongue lashed out of his muzzle, swirling around the enormous head of her cock. Rena's fluffy white cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as he stared her right in the eyes, the pointed tip of his tongue flicking across her cumslit. She gasped, and her cock surged in his grip. A spout of clear fluid burst from her tip, splattering his face. Guil took it like a champion, not flinching in the slightest. He licked his lips and grinned.

"You taste really good," he said, earnestly.

"...You... should keep tasting me," Rena panted, making Guil laugh.

Guil hunched his shoulders and drove himself into Rena's depths faster, picking up speed. His cock felt so hard he was afraid it was going to break. He could swear he was another inch larger than he usually was, just from the arousal of being with Rena alone. His heavy balls slapped her rump again and again, the leathery, scaled sack bouncing about with every thrust. Those too, felt as if they were going to explode. Self-deprivation and Gazi's disgusting semen-enhancement potion were taking their toll. His testicles were swollen to several times their normal size, easily the size of coconuts.

He could feel his body tensing, even as her inner muscles clenched tightly around his shaft. The scales on the sides of his penis dragged along her tunnel, making her quiver and buck up against him firmly. His chest was coated in her precum by now, a sticky, syrupy mess coating his scales. His own precum flooded her in powerful spurts, his cock jerking again and again.

"Nnng... Rena, I can't hold back... I'm gonna... I'm gonna spurt!" Guil huffed, driving his hips hard against Rena, pumping her shaft with both hands.

"M-Me too... Please... Just a little more..." she panted, arching her hips back against him.

Just then, the door flew open with a crash.

"Hey, guys, can I get your help with a chore for a min--- MRRRRYEEEEEEOW!!!" Gato said, yelping in mid sentence as both Guil and Rena interrupted her.

"PYRO SPHERE!"

"DIAMOND STORM!"

Gato leapt to the side desperately as the doorway was filled with an enormous ball of searing crimson flames, and razor sharp shards of crystal. The wall behind where she had been standing was pierced dozens of times and scorched black.

The feline winced and snuffed out the flame currently burning one of the tufts of fur on her ears to cinders.

"...Okay, I'll come back later..." she muttered, walking away.

"...How the hell did she open the door with all of those locks?!" Guil growled angrily, glaring at the place where the door had been.

"Guil? Focus. Down there," Rena sighed, snapping her fingers in front of his face, then pointing down. Guil blinked and looked down, where his penis remained buried to the hilt inside her, and her immense length drooled eagerly onto his stomach.

"...Oh, right," Guil said, blushing.

"Please finish this before someone ELSE has to face death?" Rena asked politely. Guil couldn't help but chuckle as he gently slid one of his claws over the head of her penis, feeling it throb in his grip.

"Um, okay, but... I'm... nng... only gonna be able to go another couple of pumps," Guil said, blushing, "...I really can't hold back any more..."

"You don't need to," Rena said softly, reaching up and placing a palm gently against his cheek, "I'm almost there, and you don't need to try to impress me."

"...Okay," agreed Guil, blushing. He took a deep breath and drew his hips back once more, eliciting a moan and shiver from the yellow-furred fox under him. Debating with himself for a moment, he decided to let loose. Drawing his lips back in a snarl, he drove his hips forward as hard as he could. Rena yelped in surprise as thirteen inches of steel-hard flesh plunged into her, hard enough to lift her hips off the bed. Rena gripped the sheets, readying herself as Guil pulled back again. His penis slid against her clitoris, sending jolts of pleasure up her spine as her inner walls clenched.

Guil did not thrust particularly fast, but he did so with immense force, shaking Rena's frame each time. His hands moved from her sides to grip her breasts, squeezing the soft-yet-firm mounds in his palms. Each drive was accompanied by a loud, animalistic grunt and a spray of precum into her depths. Each thrust was more ragged and desperate than the last.

Finally, Guil drew all the way back, his penis actually slipping free of Rena's folds. It glistened with a sticky mixture of her juices and his precum. The deep-red shaft pulsed angrily, veins bulging from the sides, the diamond-scales fully extended outwards like the frills of a lizard. Pre no longer leaked from the enormous, bulbous glans, but thick, milky red fluid.

Rena knew what was about to happen, and braced herself, even as she felt the pressure build towards bursting in her own loins.

"GRRAAAAAAAAAAAWRRR!!!" Guil roared, burying himself to the hilt within Rena as deep as he could go. His cock lurched violently, once, twice.... and then on the third jerk, Rena felt hot, thick fluid burst inside her. It felt like a hose had been shoved inside her and turned to full, as hot, rich cream flooded her depths. She yelped and cried as his cock twitched violently inside, flooding her womb.

Rena howled. Even in Guil's orgasmic, half-feral state, it caught him off-guard to hear such a noise coming from the normally quiet fox. He had never heard her raise her voice, never shout. But to hear the vixen cry to the moon like her canine archetype was both unexpected and extremely arousing.

Her howl was accompanied by a sudden lurch from her penis. A fountain of pearly-white fluid blasted from her tip, bursting upward in a messy rope. He gasped as it struck him. It wasn't as hot as Agu's semen, which literally steamed, but to Guil it felt molten. He let go of her breasts and gripped her cock with both hands, pumping it in time with her ejaculations. Each one was long and messy, coating white fur and red scales in a milky glaze.

Guil's orgasm was the hardest, most powerful, most pleasurable of his life. His cock was enveloped in Rena's hot, silky grip, buried so deeply, he could see the bulge of his penis on her stomach. His member surged again and again, and each ejaculation was an orgasm all to its own. Each one felt like twenty gushes, his overstressed balls finally able to release their burden and fulfill their purpose. His eyes were rolled up in his head, his body trembling and held rigid with pleasure. Red, milky cum backwashed out of Rena, spilling onto the sheets. Her spunk struck him, filling his mouth, splashing his nose, getting in his eyes, but he barely cared.

And then Rena grabbed him and pulled him tight, pressing her lips to his, even as her penis jerked and splashed both of their chins with her semen. It was another kiss of passion, and fireworks exploded behind Guil's eyes. He lost track of time and space. All that mattered was that he was inside Rena, and he was filling her, and she was kissing him so tightly and tenderly.

"Guil... pull out... please," panted Rena between ejaculations; her body tensing too much to speak every time her penis fired off another shot.

"W-What? B-But I'm still g-going! Did... I do something wrong?" Guil asked, surprised and worried.

"Too full!" gasped Rena, rubbing her stomach, "Uncomfortable!"

Guil blushed. The fox looked several months pregnant, her stomach swollen outward with the sheer amount of cum that Guil had pumped into her. To be fair, he had not expected his orgasm to be anywhere near as intense as it was. Even as every nerve ending in his body sang in pleasure, and his muscles rebelled against conscious control, Guil forced them to obey if only for a moment; long enough to draw back his hips the thirteen inches necessary. His cock pulled free of her, accompanied by a sigh of relief on her end and a flood of crimson semen out of her. His shaft immediately began to lurch up and down rhythmically, pumping shots of red fluid into the air to splash upon her fur, soaking her vulva and the base of her penis.

Rena growled softly, reaching down to grip Guil's hips. She pulled him to her, pressing her cock to his. He gasped girlishly, feeling the heat and hardness of her pulsing erection against his own. His testicles rested against her vulva, sliding against her clitoris. Red fluid bubbled from his head, splashing against hers, firing into the air and intertwining with her own ropes of milky spunk. Rena twisted on the bed, flipping Guil onto his back as she now rested on top of him.

She growled, driving her hips against him, frotting her cock against his. Their bodies writhed in pleasure, their hips driving together. A milky mixture of red and white soaked scales and fur, the heads of their penises sandwiched together between their stomachs.

A third kiss ensued between the lizard and fox. This wasn't one of pure passion, or pleasure, like the two before. This was a softer, gentler kiss; one of affection and mutual happiness. They closed their eyes, simply enjoying each other's company and the fuzzy warmth of their afterglow.

"That was..." Guil panted, sagging against Rena's breasts exhaustedly.

"Very, very good," Rena finished, caressing his back slowly.

"...Only very good? Not spectacular? Not amazing? Not mindblowing?" Guil asked, only half-joking.

"...It was only our first time," Rena said, "There is room for improvement."

"....Oh," Guil replied, his ear-fins drooping, disheartened.

"But in a few minutes, once I have recovered, we can try for perfection," Rena purred softly, reaching down to fondle Guil's still-swollen testicles, "After all, you are far from empty."

Guil gasped and his tail swished like a puppy's, his amber eyes lighting up with excitement. Rena smiled and gently began to pump his shaft, working it back towards stiffness.

"Compatibility isn't everything, Guil. Technique and learning your partner's desires and needs is a large part. By the time the night is out, I hope you will know a lot more about mine... and I will know more about yours..." Rena purred, before dipping her muzzle down, taking the massive head of his shaft into her mouth.

Guil's eyes rolled up in his head, already seconds from a second orgasm... not from her tongue (though that was certainly a large part of it). But instead, something Rena had said.

"My partner..." he repeated, groaning in more than just physical pleasure.

******

Biyo smiled softly as she lifted her goggles off her face and picked up a last pile of boxes off the little scooter she used to ride around Defenders HQ when she did not feel like flying. She carried them into Hawk's clinic, setting them down on a countertop. The pink-feathered bird sighed happily, watching Hawk as he knelt in front of a Rookie, testing his reflexes with a little mallet.

While Hawk was indispensable to the Defenders as their chief medical officer, his expertise second to none, the other Defenders had always found Biyo's infatuation with him a little odd. Hawk was certainly an expert doctor, capable of treating any disease or injury imaginable. But his personality was a bit odd. The other Defenders found him a bit pompous and blustery, with the annoying habit of talking about medical history or Digimon anatomy as if it were the most interesting thing in the world... while the others found it incredibly boring. The Defenders generally viewed him as well-meaning and likable, if a bit boring, awkward, and oblivious.

Biyo, however, saw quite a bit more in Hawk. She found his awkwardness adorable. Even as she thought about it, Hawk thwacked the recruit's knee with the mallet, and got kicked clean across the room for his troubles. She giggled and shook her head, her long, curled headfeather falling down over her forehead.

While she wasn't even the slightest bit interested in his lectures on medicine, she still found him fascinating. She loved his passion for healing others, his compassion for the pains others suffered, and his determination to help everyone he could. He took his oath to heal all in need seriously, and she adored that about him.

Biyo was well aware of her own social awkwardness, her timid nature. Hawk was one of the few people who could draw her out of her shell, get her to open up a little more, rather than shying away on instinct.

"...Well, I say that your reflexes are... um... adequate, good sir... I'll call you back for blood tests later," Hawk grunted, rubbing his bruised chin as he adjusted his feathered headband and picked himself off the ground. The recruit left, and Hawk looked up, noticing Biyo.

"AH! My dearest lass! You brought those herbs I ordered!" Hawk said, smiling as he walked over to her, spreading his wings wide. Biyo giggled again and gently hugged him, kissing his cheek.

"Y-Yes, I made sure to have Pal g-grow these for you yesterday," Biyo said, opening the box to show a variety of powdered plant material, leaves, and flower petals.

"Good, good! I know that most of what you see as herbal medicine is total bunk, but there are quite a few actual remedies that DO work," Hawk said, leaning in to examine them, smiling, "...Generally, I prefer real medicine, but with the recovery from the whole Virus affair, supplies are running a little short, and I can't justify pulling anything from the civilians for us."

"N-No, but these w-will do as well?" Biyo asked.

"Some of what I ordered isn't quite as efficacious as chemically produced medication, but most of what I ordered should be fine to tide us over until we can get an actual resupply. For example, this is willow bark, right here. A source of acetylsalicylic acid," Hawk explained, pointing in one container, "...Aspirin, Biyo."

"...Ah," Biyo said, nodding.

"And this," said Hawk, pointing at a pale blue powder, "is a crushed flower that can act as a decent blood pressure medication and as a remedy for ere-... ere... KACHOOO!!!"

Hawk sneezed loudly, sending the pile of blue powder spraying right into Biyo's face. She hacked and coughed, waving her wing to try to waft away the cloud of dust. Biyo sneezed hard, needing to grab hold of a table nearby to steady herself.

"Oh my dear! I am SO sorry, Biyo!" Hawk exclaimed, "I did not mean to-"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Biyo waved her wing dismissively, "P-Provided I didn't just o-overdose..."

"Well, I wouldn't recommend the dosage I gave you, but I don't think it will do any harm either. You're healthy enough that it should have little effect on your blood pressure," Hawk said, covering the box of herbs back up and putting it aside. He handed Biyo a wet wipe to clean the powder from her feathers, which she took gratefully, using it to scrub her face clean.

"Thank y-you. But what e-else did you say it was a remedy f-for?" asked Biyo, her pink cheeks flushed a little more red with a blush.

"Hrm? Oh, because it promotes smoother, easier blood flow, it's a fairly useful and surprisingly powerful erectile dysfunction remedy," Hawk said absentmindedly. Biyo blinked and stared at him.

"It's a what?" Biyo asked, her expression turning from surprise to annoyance.

"Oh, yes. Not that any of the Defenders have any need of anything like that. We are a truly randy bunch after all. But I have had, on occasion, need to prescribe it to some of the support staff or visiting dignitaries. I shan't tell you who, though. I take doctor-patient confidentiality quite seriously," blustered Hawk, oblivious to Biyo's clear and growing discomfort, "But a good dose of this powder would be enough to give one a quite rigid erection for a couple of hours. Though I'd never prescribe it for recreational use..."

"And w-what if you just sneezed a whole bunch of it into a patient's face?" Biyo asked, clear aggravation creeping into her normally sweet and kind voice.

"Well, I'd never be so irresponsible as to--" Hawk began, then trailed off in mid-sentence with sudden realization. His eyes went wide as he turned to face Biyo. She was glaring at him, her wings covering her groin, trying to conceal something.

"Yeah," Biyo grumbled accusingly.

"Oh, dear, I didn't think! Oh, let me see..." Hawk winced, rushing over to Biyo's side and prying her talons from her pelvis. Sure enough, Biyo's sheath was fully swollen, and inches of jet black flesh were sliding out.

"Fascinating, due to the aerosolization and inhalant method of dosage, the effect was quite immediate," Hawk murmured to himself.

"Glad y-you're so interested, but I-I'm the one who has to make d-deliveries with this big, ugly, stupid, throbbing..." Biyo grumbled, irritated.

"It is big, it is throbbing, but it is NOT stupid, nor ugly!" Hawk interjected firmly, "It is part of you, and therefore it is one of the most beautiful things in the entire Digital World."

Biyo blushed deeper even as her penis continued to harden. She could swear she could feel the blood flowing into it, making it rise up and thicken with every passing moment. Her penis was ebony, the head under the thick foreskin even blacker. It emerged from her pink-feathered sheath, twitching eagerly.

Hawk pulled Biyo into a tight hug, leaning her back a little as he pressed his beak to hers. He kissed her deeply, distracting Biyo from her arousal. Biyo returned the kiss, delighting in his touch, his affection. His wings wrapped around her waist, keeping above her tailfeathers and rear. He was too much of a gentleman to touch her rump in the middle of a romantic moment.

Biyo's penis was rock hard against Hawk's thigh, pre dribbling from the fat tip. At first, after the Succubimon incident, Biyo could not stand to look at the throbbing rod of black flesh that jutted from her hips. But Hawk had reassured her that nothing had changed between them, and that in fact, he found her even more arousing with it. Over time, she had grown to accept it as a part of her, but her low self-esteem came out from time to time.

She gently pressed her beak to his, kissing him as she rocked her hips against his. His penis was already stiffening quickly as well, a pink rod of flesh jutting from a brown-feathered sheath. Below dangled a pair of moderately-sized testicles. They weren't as large or swollen as most of the other Defenders males', but Biyo was not fooled. She knew that Hawk could keep up with the others.

"B-Biyo, this is... ahem... uh... We shouldn't do this out here," Hawk panted, glancing at the front door.

"...Oh... Y-Yes, I a-agree..." squeaked Biyo, suddenly remembering herself. She blushed as Hawk took her wing, leading her to his office and closing the door behind her.

"Just keep hold of yourself, dear. That herb's effects are mild, but still, I'd rather not deal with..." Hawk began, blushing as he turned the lock.

"With what?" asked Biyo, frowning as she sat back on his desk, wrapping a wing around her penis, rolling the foreskin back gently.

"...Um... never mind," Hawk sighed. Every attempt to tell Biyo about her "other self" had failed, and he had long since decided that it was not worth the effort, for the sake of their relationship. Besides, as long as Biyo's sexual arousal or frustration did not get to any sort of extreme, she would remain her usual sweet self.

"Okay..." Biyo said, shrugging. Hawk distracted her by leaning in and kissing her again, the tip of his penis brushing between her inner thighs. She cooed softly as Hawk's beak clicked against hers as their tongues dueled. She moaned happily as Hawk slowly caressed her small breasts with his feather-tips.

"Mmm... I-I like that..." Biyo murmured, gasping as he pinched her nipples gently. They hardened quickly, perking up and peeking through her feathers. Being a small-type Digimon, Biyo's body lacked the curves and definition of a more humanoid Digimon like Rena. But unlike Gato, Biyo looked her age; she had small, but perfectly shaped breasts and wide hips.

"I hope you're massaging them daily. You're still in late puberty, and it promotes proper growth and shaping," Hawk said. Biyo's expression soured a little.

"Hawk, we talked about how medical talk isn't romantic. I'm your girlfriend, not your patient," she grumbled, her bright eyes narrowed slightly.

"...Er, sorry," Hawk winced. Biyo sighed and reached down, wrapping her talons gently around his penis. She stroked it slowly, feeling it pulse in her grip. She was reassured by the size of it; she liked feeling feminine, and she would have felt terrible if her erection was larger than his. She knew he would not have cared at all (which made her all the happier to be with him), but it was something that mattered to her.

"Do you want me right now?" Hawk asked politely, smiling.

"Not yet. Better to warm you up first," Biyo replied, returning the smile. She began to slowly caress his shaft, squeezing it with both wings. The doctor moaned softly, closing his eyes as the pink bird gently massaged his cock. Her talons slid up and down his swollen flesh, tracing the veins along the sides.

Hawk groaned softly, rocking his hips as the bird gently caressed him. She fondled his feathered testicles gently, sliding a talon-tip around the rim of his sheath. His hips tensed as she tickled his shaft, trailing her talons up the bulging underside playfully.

With one wing, she began to stroke and rub his shaft. She intentionally left his foreskin up, preferring to focus lower on his member for the moment. Hawk panted and huffed, his white-feathered cheeks turning red. His body was already beginning to strain, his sack tightening up to his shaft. Biyo seemed entirely unconcerned by the speed at which her boyfriend was approaching orgasm.

"Nnggh! C-Cumming!" Hawk moaned. Biyo grinned as his penis began to pulsate in her grip. It spasmed and twitched, the muscles in his groin tensing rhythmically. He huffed in ecstasy, his eyes closing as he thrust his hips forward. But no semen fired from his tip; only a few syrupy bursts of precum wet her talons and feathers.

Hawkmon's species had a unique mating attribute. Both males and females had multiple orgasms. Male Hawkmon, however, had multiple "dry orgasms," with no ejaculation, leading to a final "wet orgasm." With each dry climax, he would build up semen to be released in the final climax, which was as powerful and long as all of the previous orgasms combined. Hawk always had at least two orgasms, no matter what. If pleasured to a single dry climax then left alone with no stimulation, he would have a spontaneous wet orgasm a minute later.

Biyo cooed softly, feeling his shaft pulse and throb, even as nothing came out of it. She loved watching Hawk climax, knowing that the more pleasure he experienced, the greater her reward would be in the end. Even as she watched, his brown-feathered testicles were swelling with each ripple of his penis, like balloons being inflated.

"Ah.... That was lovely..." sighed Hawk, wiping sweat from his forehead, as he gently patted Biyo's shoulder with his free hand.

"Wanna go for another one? Or are you ready to go now?" Biyo asked, peeling back his foreskin and rubbing the head into her palm.

"It's up to you, dear," Hawk said, grunting as he bucked his hips upward, "This is for your benefit, not mine."

"Hrm..." Biyo murmured thoughtfully, still rubbing and teasing the fat tip of his cock with her palm, "Mmph, nah, one should be enough to warm you up."

"Of course," Hawk agreed. The downside to Hawk's particular sexual anatomy was that it took him quite a while to build up to a final wet orgasm. As such, Biyo tended to use a bit of foreplay to compensate.

"Lean back, and spread those wonderful thighs of yours, please?" Hawk asked politely, taking his shaft in hand. It pulsed, precum dribbling out over his feather-fingers. Biyo nodded and leaned back on her elbows, spreading her legs as wide as she could. Her pink-feathered vulva was on full display, glistening with her honey. Hawk shivered at the sight, feeling the muscles in his groin tighten. It was the most arousing sight in the Digital World to him. So arousing, in fact, that he squeezed his knees in tight, gave a squawk, and climaxed right there a second time.

Biyo giggled as she watched the brown-feathered bird's penis convulse violently, pumping precum out in syrupy jets over his fingers. His face was flushed red, his cheeks blushing with embarrassment and arousal as he trembled helplessly in the grip of his orgasm. His testicles swelled further between his legs, building up more semen with each pulse of his shaft. His hips buckled forward lewdly with each spasm, stabbing his cock at Biyo.

"Oh, oh, dear.... I apologize. I was simply.... overcome," gasped Hawk, shivering as his climax slowed and his muscles unlocked.

"I'm flattered," Biyo said, "that you'd do that just from seeing me."

"Every time, darling," Hawk reassured her, smiling. He took note that Biyo's stammer was becoming less noticeable. It was a product of her timid nature, rather than anything neurological. The calmer Biyo was, the less she stuttered.

"Now, lay back and let me tend to you," Hawk murmured. He laid his wings on her hips, moving up between them. The tip of his eleven inches slid up the pink down of her right thigh; leaving a snails trail of precum. He moved in, gripping the base of his shaft as he aimed it awkwardly at her vulva. Hawk blushed, rubbing his cock back and forth against her labia, feeling her nectar dampen it.

"Hawk, you've already had t-two orgasms, I'm not even close to my first. Can we speed it along here?" Biyo asked impatiently, "I-I appreciate being sweet and gentle b-but at a certain point, you gotta just stick it in!"

"Oh, s-sorry!" Hawk squawked, realizing he misread the moment. He gripped his shaft, aimed carefully, and pressed his glans to her opening. Biyo moaned happily as he began to press inside, spreading her tunnel around his fat shaft. She was hot, moist, and incredibly tight around him; and his shaft felt equally hot and hard within her. Biyo cooed, arching her back, working to help Hawk penetrate her. He leaned forward, gripping her hips to pull her to him. She was so tight that it took actual effort to push in. Despite this, it did not take too long before Hawk's pelvis was flush with hers.

Sweat matted down Hawk's feathers with the exertion. He rocked back and forth slowly, massaging her hips as he experimented with finding a rhythm. Listening to Biyo's chirps and coos of pleasure, he soon found one that seemed to appeal to her. It was a brisk, but not frantic pace that let him take long strokes to pull his entire shaft back. He moaned, sliding his cock against her clitoris carefully, enjoying the way her feathers ruffled as her entire body tingled in delight.

His feather-fingers carefully found her penis, beginning to stroke in time with his thrusts. He peeled back her black foreskin to expose the even darker helmet. Gloopy, thick precum was bubbling liberally from the slit, dripping into her feathers. Her pre-ejaculate was far stickier than his, and he took his time smearing it along her flesh. Biyomon moaned softly, her eyes closing lazily as her taloned toes curled. Hawk admired her shaft, feeling it pulse eagerly in his grip. The medicine overdose had left it as rigid as he had ever felt it, silky skin covering a rod of iron. Veins bulged along the sides, unusual for the bird.

Hawk grunted as he came again. He forced himself to keep his pace, to not waver as pleasure erupted through his loins. His cock convulsed hard, pulsating as if it was pumping thick blasts of semen, but nothing more than a drizzle of pre flooded Biyo's tunnel. She seemed to enjoy it all the same, as she moaned, clenching tightly around him to milk his shaft. He moaned happily, leaning down low against her, pressing his beak against hers with a soft click.

He gyrated, urging his erection to continue pulsing and convulsing for as long as possible. Every single ejaculatory spasm sent not a shot of semen, but instead caused his feathered testicles to swell a little larger. Already, they had grown to the size of grapefruit, starting from the size of chicken eggs. He could swear he could feel the cum sloshing around inside his balls, even though that was not biologically accurate. He almost said as much, before remembering that Biyo tended not to appreciate lectures on anatomy in the middle of sex. Wisely, instead, he kissed her.

The pink bird cried out, shuddering as her erection surged in his grip, splashing his chest with her sticky pre. Her beak clenched in a grimace of pleasure, her hips lifting against his as she tensed from head to toe. With a sigh, she untensed, sagging back against the desk as Hawk continued to thrust.

"Are you all right?" asked Hawk, panting heavily.

"Better than all right... Just a p-particularly good tingle," she said, smiling at him warmly. Hawk shivered and wondered how he was so lucky to have this beautiful girl in his life. He regretted accidentally sneezing the medicine into her face, but if it had led to their shared pleasure, he could not complain too much.

"Just tell me when you're near," Hawk panted, "I can keep going for a while yet."

"Nnnf... a-almost..." Biyo huffed, "How a-about you?"

"I-It's always hard to tell," admitted Hawk, "I-I can feel another orgasm coming s-soon, but whether or not it'll be my final one... I don't know y-yet."

"W-Well, you usually c-c-cuh..." Biyo trailed off, blushing as she was apparently too embarrassed to finish saying the word, "...You usually go after f-four or five..."

"T-True," agreed Hawk, "and t-the next one'll be the fourth."

"I c-can count, Hawk," Biyo said, though with a smirk, accompanied by her lifting her hips against his to gyrate. Her shaft pressed into the feathers of his stomach as he leaned down against her, thrusting a little faster. Her juices were pooling on the desk, dripping off onto the floor. The doctor in Hawk was annoyed at the sanitation work he would need to do a little later to sterilize the area again. The horny male in love in Hawk cared nothing for the practicalities his day job, and only for the pleasure of the girl under him.

At the moment, Hawk agreed more with the horny male in love, and wanted nothing more than to make his workplace even messier, even if it meant more work later.

His wish came true, as he buried himself into Biyo, dry-climaxing for a fourth time. His balls were swelling large enough that they were beginning to spread his legs a little. He groaned in pleasure as he convulsed inside her, his body shaking in ecstasy. He only barely noticed that Biyo's inner walls were beginning to clench and spasm rhythmically, pulling him in. Her coos and gasps of pleasure were getting higher and higher pitched.

"I'm... I'm gonna... I can't stop it..." gasped Biyo, shivering as her penis began to jerk and jump in his grip, the flow of sticky precum coming to a stop.

"Don't even try," Hawk purred, leaning in to nip at her neck-ruff gently, "Let your body do what it n-needs."

Biyo's green eyes closed and she sang out in pleasure as she did just that. Her hips lifted, her inner walls clamped down, and an enormous, messy strand of pink fluid streaked up Hawk's chest. She cried out, throwing her head back so that the long curled feather draped back. Biyo's cum erupted in powerful milky pink gushes, which stuck to Hawk's feathers, dribbling down slowly.

Hawk was used to this; where Hawkmon had multiple orgasms as a species, Biyomon had incredibly thick and sticky glue-like semen. It spurted in messy, sticky fonts, soaking Hawk's feathers causing them to clump together. Hawk pumped her shaft, feeling her semen drip down his feather-fingers, threatening to glue them to her shaft. He grinned, thumbing the fat, bulbous head of her cock, delighting as the milky, hot cum bubbled out between his finger and down her shaft.

Biyo drove up against him, milking his cock for his spunk, but he was not quite there yet. He was close, to be sure. He could feel himself reaching his limit, and another orgasm approaching even as his last one ended. He suspected it was even his wet orgasm, though he could not be certain.

"Wh-Where...?" he huffed, the rest of the question cut off as a burst of pink spunk struck his beak and stuck it shut for a moment.

"Over m-me!" Biyo panted, "I-If you want to, th-that is?"

Hawk could not find it any more adorable that she would be that considerate of his desires as much of her own, even in the middle of what appeared to be a very powerful orgasm. She blushed, noticing his adoring stare.

"I very much want to," agreed Hawk, and with a bit of struggle, given how tight and clenching her cleft was, he pulled free of her. He took his penis into wing, beginning to pump it eagerly. Biyo watched as his head disappeared under his foreskin before reappearing as he drew it back.

"N-No, do it... without..." Biyo gestured weakly, interrupted by a long moan of pleasure as an exceedingly large ejaculation burst from her penis, leaving a messy stripe all the way up her front and over the wall behind her. Hawk got the gist and nodded, wincing a little as he let go of his cock and locked his wings behind his back.

Biyo was fascinated by Hawk's sexual biology, particularly the curious fact that no matter how many dry orgasms he had, he would always have a wet one in the end. If he let himself go and remained unstimulated after even a single dry climax; shortly after, his cock would begin to convulse of its own accord, spitting ropes of semen across the room. She had played with this many times, and seemed to love watching him gush hands-free.

Hawk, for his part, preferred to actually have stimulation for his orgasm; whether his feathered grip, a masturbation toy, or Biyo's muff... but he was willing to indulge her fascination. Particularly given what he had done to her; he figured that he owed her that favor.

Biyo masturbated openly, her eyes smoldering with desire as she pumped her cock with one wing, her other molesting her clitoris. Hawk smirked as she let some of her true desire show. She was shy and embarrassed and never liked to be that brazen with her sexuality. But something about Hawk drew it out of her, even without the personality switch to the "other Biyo." She moaned happily as she erupted again, splattering her feathered stomach with her pink cum.

Hawk knew for certain that this fifth orgasm was a wet one. He could feel something in his testicles release, followed by a boiling, aching sensation deep in his loins. Pleasure erupted through his loins and his penis began to jump up and down of its own accord. He gave a long, low grunt as that sensation rushed up his urethra from base to tip. The head of his penis swelled under the foreskin. With a violent jerk, a spout of milky white semen blasted forth from his tip, firing clean across the room. He missed Biyo slightly, slopping cum across his desk to her right side (and ruining much of his paperwork, he noted later, to his chagrin). She did not much seem to care and squealed in delight all the same as she watched the fluid stream from his shaft.

Five orgasms worth of pent-up seed blasted from Hawk's cock in massive jets, splashing across the room. Without his wings to aim it, the shots went wherever his bouncing, flexing cock was aiming at the moment, hitting the wall behind Biyo as much as her herself. She gasped in pleasure whenever he did hit the target, however, his spunk mixing with hers in milky swirls over her body. His cum was not nearly as thick as hers (The other Biyo had on more than one occasion compared it to honey versus syrup, or double cream versus whole milk). She did not seem to mind that much, as Hawk drenched her. He groaned happily, gripping his other wrist with his hand, trying to resist the urge to stroke himself. Instead, he jabbed his penis forward in time with each creamy spurt, his heavy balls jiggling and churning.

Biyo giggled and gasped as he splashed her, soaking her feathers until she turned pale pink, saturating every inch of her body. Her own cum mixed with his in messy swirls on her stomach. She gripped her erection, stroking it firmly as she thrust her hips up into the air, spreading her legs to present a target for him. It was a bit pointless, seeing as he had no real control over where he aimed, as his cock lurched about, but he appreciated the effort anyway.

After a minute, Biyo could take no more. She stood and hopped off the desk, staggering on legs threatening to the buckle from pleasure. She pulled Hawk into a tight embrace, kissing him deeply. She gyrated her hips, sliding her cock against his, a mixture of their semen gluing their stomach feathers together.

They remained like that for some time, trembling in shared pleasure, held tight in their hug. Their tongues dueled, and they moaned into each other's mouths. A thick mixture of their spunk dripped down over Biyo's vulva and Hawk's testicles before falling to the floor with a loud splatter. They moaned, feeling each other's members pulsing in time with their ecstasy, even as they rocked back and forth slowly. It would have been easy to mistake their embrace for something innocent and wholesome.

Their knees buckled nearly at the same time and the two birds sagged to the floor, held up merely by each other's weight, leaning against each other as their orgasms waned. Biyo rested her head on Hawk's shoulder, cooing in his ear softly, her hips trembling against his. He moaned in return gently, his wings caressing her slight curves.

"A-Are you still upset with me, dear?" Hawk ventured, panting. Biyo chuckled weakly, kissing his cheek.

"A little. I'm s-still hard..." she murmured, looking down. Sure enough, her black shaft was standing proudly from her hips, still pulsing and dribbling shockingly pink liquid.

"...Given the dose you had, I am not surprised. It might take several hours for that to go down," Hawk said, sliding a finger up her length, feeling the heat. She moaned.

"Several hours? B-But I have deliveries!" she squeaked, blushing, "I c-can't be driving around the base with this!"

"Then get someone else to cover your duties. I AM the chief medical officer and in my expert opinion, this is an emergency in need of immediate and critical treatment," Hawk purred softly, beginning to stroke her slowly, sliding her foreskin up and down.

"...Well, wh-when you put it that way... How can I argue?" Biyo murmured, kissing him deeply.

******

The late afternoon sun dipped towards the horizon, sending long shadows across the Defenders base. Under the secluded shade of a willow in the Zen garden, two figures laid back against the trunk.

Agu sighed softly as he kissed Gabu, their tongues intertwining for a moment. The dinosaur rested his head against Gabu's chest, just enjoying the feel of the wolf's fur, and Gabu's arm draped over his back.

"How long has it been since we had a quiet moment to just cuddle like this?" Gabu asked softly, his eyes closed as he reclined against the tree. Agu shrugged as he thought about it for a minute.

"Been a while. Before the zombie thing at least..." Agu said, frowning, "So, uh...months?"

"Months. Geez, louise," Gabu sighed, "We need to make up for lost time."

"Definitely. I mean, we didn't even really have time to screw around when we were X-Antibody Digimon," Agu agreed, sliding his hands gently up and down his boyfriend's thigh.

"As much as I enjoyed having three penises, and enjoyed YOUR trio even more, sometimes there's too much of a good thing, y'know," Gabu said, his cheeks flushing pink with the memory. Agu grinned and reached down, wrapping a hand around the wolf's sheath, squeezing playfully.

"Aw, c'mon. You couldn't resist me when I was all big 'n' buff," Agu purred, his muscular tail swishing mischievously.

"You certainly were quite a sight... but I don't need or WANT a three-penised bodybuilder boyfriend, when I could have you, just as you are instead," Gabu replied earnestly. Agu was the one blushing now as he met Gabu's gaze.

"Man, here I was, tryin' to make jokes and be cute, and you have to go and bring all the feels into this," Agu complained, smiling. Gabu placed his palm on Agu's cheek, kissing him again.

"I love you, Agumon," Gabu whispered.

"Yeah. I love you too," Agu replied. The boys kissed a third time, enjoying the moment. Crickets chirped and cicadas keened as they sat there, happy in each other's company.

Agu parted from Gabu after a moment, peering out from under the canopy into the garden. There were a few patrons, other Digimon seeking peace and solitude among the tastefully placed boulders, raked sands, and softly gurgling stream. None were near their spot, and under the drooping branches of the willow, Agu doubted anyone even knew they were there. He grinned and turned back to Gabu.

Before the wolf could react, Agu delved between his legs. His tongue lashed out, sliding up Gabu's groin. The wolf yelped, red eyes going wide as he felt Agu's mouth on his sheath. His body responded instantly; his pouch swelled and his testicles emerged from hiding, hanging low between his thighs. Agu grinned wider and fondled them.

"A-Agu! Wh-What're you... nghh!" Gabu gasped.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm about to give you an epic-level blowjob?" Agu replied, chuckling.

"Yeah, but we're... Ack! We're in public!" Gabu complained, gasping as Agu's tongue flicked across his glans as it emerged from his sheath.

"Then you'd better keep quiet and hope I can swallow your entire load," Agu replied, unconcerned. He wrapped his lips around the wolf's helmet, slurping perhaps louder than absolutely necessary. Gabu groaned despite himself, throwing his head back in pure pleasure. Agu's mouth was pressed firm against his sheath, literally sucking his penis out of it. Gabu prayed to Gennai or any of the Digital dieties that might be watching that the noises would be drowned out by (or mistaken for) the babbling brook nearby. Agu knew exactly what he was doing, and years of experience with Gabu's body had it betraying its master's will.

"Nnn... Oh yeahhh..." Gabu moaned. Agu smiled around the rapidly growing shaft in his mouth. Gabu could not resist him for that long. After a little token resistance, he'd begin to enjoy himself despite himself. Gabu's hand rested on the back of his head, applying gentle pressure, proving his inner monologue right. Agu murmured as he began to bob his head, wiggling his hips as he worked. His own cock was already rock hard between his legs, dangling down and rubbing back and forth in the soft, cool grass.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Gabu yelped as Agu's sharp teeth nipped at his foreskin, tugging it back to expose the red-purple tip. The dinosaur sighed and sat back to admire his handiwork. Gabu's penis was fully extended from his sheath, pulsing needily. It stood at its full thirteen inch length, resting against Gabu's pectoral. The head was easily as large as Agu's closed fist, a bead of precum oozing out of the slit. The wolf's heavy testicles hung low between his legs, already swollen with his seed.

Agu smiled and nuzzled against it, rubbing his scaly cheek against the chilly length. It was already as cool as the small stream burbling through the garden, and growing colder by the minute.

"Mine," Agu growled, looking up at Gabu.

"Uh... It's attached to my hips, so..." Gabu said, blushing and trailing off.

"Still mine. And mine's yours," Agu said, wiggling his hips so that his penis swayed like a pendulum keeping time. Gabu watched it swish back and forth, his eyes following the dribbling head.

"...Are you trying to hypnotize me or something?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Mmmayyybe?" Agu purred playfully.

"You ate like a pound of sugar before coming here, didn't you?" Gabu asked further, amused at Agu's behavior.

"Mmmayyybe?" Agu repeated, gripping Gabu's shaft with both hands, pumping it. Gabu bit his lip, trying to stifle a moan as a Digimon walked past their hiding spot. Agu smirked and placed a long, luscious slurp from Gabu's blue-furred sheath, up the inches of cool, pink flesh, all the way to the tip. The dinosaur took his time at the head, trailing his tongue around every curve of the bulbous helmet, enjoying the way Gabu's hips shuddered. He wiggled the tip of his tongue into the cumslit, then flicked across it. He was rewarded for his troubles by Gabu's shaft giving a mighty ripple; the head swelled and a large gush of cool, syrupy fluid burst forth and splashed across his face.

"Mmm," Agu sighed, licking Gabu's precum from his muzzle, "Even sweeter than the cupcakes Burgermon put out for dessert with lunch."

"Nngh... I knew you were acting hyper," Gabu grunted, feeling his cock pulsate several times. More pre pumped out of his cock, streaming down the underside. He continued, "J-Just keep it down... there's someone right out there..."

"Then YOU'D better keep it down," Agu teased, leaning back in to press his lips to Gabu's helmet, letting Gabu's chilly pre fill his mouth. He pumped Gabu's shaft, urging more of the fluid to ooze out. Gabu stuffed a hunk of his fur coat into his muzzle to muffle his moans, lifting his hips.

Gabu growled huskily. He might have been known for being the more laid back of the two of them, but he was hardly the submissive in their relationship. They were equals and partners in all things, including sex. And heck if Gabu was going to let Agu just tease him like this without getting a little payback in return!

Gabu reached down and grabbed Agu's wrists, tugging his hands away from his penis. Agu only had a moment to react, his green eyes going wide with surprise as Gabu yanked him upward until they were chest to chest. The world did a flip around the dinosaur as Gabu rolled until he was on top. Gabu's fur draped over him, a warm blanket. His cock was a rigid, pulsing icicle on Agu's scales. Gabu's muzzle filled Agu's vision, his lips pulled back in a wide, fanged grin.

Agu wanted to just kiss that smirking face forever, and his heart fluttered in his chest as Gabu did just that to him. Their tongues intertwined, their lips locked together. The dinosaur moaned happily into the kiss, delighted that he was lucky enough to have Gabu in his life.

"My turn," Gabu huffed, gritting his teeth as he maneuvered himself on Agu. His sheath pressed firm to Agu's. Their heavy balls rested together, pressed tightly enough that Gabu could feel Agu's testicles churn with seed. Their penises were sandwiched between their stomachs, the steaming hot and icy cold lengths throbbing against each other. The heads rested against their chests, warm and cool pre leaking into a sticky, clear puddle on Agu's pecs. Gabu grinned and peeled back Agu's hood to expose the head, giggling as a gush of the dinosaur's pre struck his own chin.

Gabu wasted no time in rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his icy shaft against Agu's heated rod. Both boys moaned happily, loving the sensations. Water vapor wafted from the points where their erections touched and where their precum mixed. Agu grunted and bucked back against Gabu, matching his rhythm. His cock was so hard it hurt, and only Gabu could get him that way.

"I... rrrg... I knew you'd get into it once I got you worked... Ah, yeah! ...worked up enough!" Agu teased, shuddering as Gabu rubbed his furry body against him.

"You suck," Gabu whispered, "I want a new boyfriend."

"Wahahahaha~ MRRPH!!!" Agu laughed loudly, before Gabu clamped his muzzle shut with a large paw. A pair of feet were visible outside of the willow's canopy. Gabu watched over his shoulder as a rake scraped through the sand, tracing a pattern. The wolf grunted, wishing the patron had chosen a different spot to seek his tranquility.

Agu continued to disturb Gabu's tranquility by driving his hips against the wolf, grinning evilly. His grapefruit-sized testicles were tightening against his shaft. Gabu grit his teeth, glaring at the other boy as Agu gyrated his hips. The dino was doing his best to elicit a moan from Gabu while the person was standing there, and he was very close to succeeding.

"Don't you DARE cum, Agumon," Gabu growled, using Agu's full name to show how serious he was, "I... ngh... mean it!"

"S-Speak for yourself, hon," Agu mumbled through Gabu's pinched fingers. Gabu gave the dinosaur an odd look, his red eyes narrowing.

Agu did not reply with words. Instead, he reached up and wrapped his hand around the head of Gabu's cock and squeezed. The thick foreskin made a loud squish as cold pre bubbled out between Agu's thick fingers. Gabu felt pressure well up deep in his loins. His cock convulsed, visibly throbbing and twitching. Gabu's red eyes went wide as pleasure rushed through him, and his own large balls tightened and clenched. The lizard-wolf's muscles tensed up completely out of control of his mind. His penis lurched hard, twice, and then a spray of milky blue goo blasted upwards, striking Gabu's own chin.

"You're so worried about getting caught that you didn't realize how close you were," Agu teased, milking Gabu's pulsating member in time with his ejaculations; hiding and revealing the head as the foreskin rolled up and down. Gabu shook from his ribbon-like ears to his curled toes, moaning louder and louder as the pleasure grew. He threw his head back and howled in delight, all modesty and shame forgotten, as Agu cackled mischievously.

Agu's laughter became strained, and trailed off to a series of guttural grunts: "Wahahaha ha ha harrrgh... Hrrrnng... Hnnngh! Arrrgh!"

Arching his back, Agu joined Gabu in breaking all of the Zen garden's noise ordinances with a loud roar of ecstasy. His shaft heated up further, sending wisps of steam from where his flesh made contact with Gabu's ice-cold penis. Agu's cock surged hard, and a pleasurable burning ache rushed up his shaft from base to tip. The urethra visibly bulged out along the underside. Then a mighty spout of molten orange semen fired upwards, striking Gabu's black nose. Gabu gasped, the ribbon of almost scalding cum spraying sideways along his fuzzy cheek. Their erections pulsated and lurched together, unleashing blasts of blue and orange fluid against their faces and chests.

A large group of feet were visible outside the willow canopy now, as their moans, grunts, and the very loud and distinctive splatter of spunk had drawn the attention of pretty much everyone in the garden. They milled about, either trying to get a better look, or grumbling at the misuse of the quiet space.

Agu and Gabu took no notice, lost in the pleasure of their mutual orgasm. To them, the world consisted solely of their lurching, erupting shafts and each other. Frost crackled in the grass wherever Gabu's cum landed, instantly causing dew to form and freeze. Likewise, Agu's semen caused puffs of steam, evaporating moisture where it splattered. It smeared across fur and scales as they thrust, ground, and gyrated together, duelling and fencing with their thirteen inch shafts. Agu squeezed Gabu's large, soft rear, sinking his fingers in as he pulled his lover close. He almost took more pleasure from the dreamy, happy smile on Gabu's face than his own pleasure, as his body convulsed and his clawed toes curled.

Gabu rolled off Agu after a minute, resting back against the tree. He wrapped his hand around Agu's cock. Agu grunted loudly as Gabu pumped it firmly in time with his spurts, rolling the hood up and down rhythmically. Agu reached across and milked Gabu, feeling the frozen length throbbing hard as it fired off. Splutters, sputters, and gasps of indignation or arousal sounded from beyond the treeline. The boys stroked and squeezed, watching streamers of blue and orange fly through the air, landing outside their little shelter. The boys tried to aim each other's shots, giggling drunkenly as they managed to make them intertwine in midair, tangling messy strands of semen.

The pleasure faded slowly, first for Gabu, then for Agu. The boys slumped back with exhaustion as the intense, toe-curling tingles dulled to warmth and contentment. Their penises rested against each other's thighs, dribbling into each other's laps. Agu did not mind the icy cold fluid running down his balls; he was long past used to the sensation. Gabu was likewise inured to Agu's hot semen soaking his scrotum.

"Hooboy. I needed that," Agu sighed, grunting and lifting his hips as a surge rushed up his shaft, before it spat a rope of milky orange goo over Gabu's right thigh.

"Nnngrff..." Gabu grunted in agreement, apparently beyond words. His swollen tip throbbed as a steady dribble of blue wolf-spunk spilled over Agu's sheath.

"AHEM... Ah'm so glad y'all had fun, but... Ah'm afraid the two o' ya are gonna be spendin' the rest o' the afternoon in the hoosegow," a gravelly voice drawled. Agu and Gabu blinked and looked up. Armadillomon was bent over, peeking under the willow leaves at them. A mixture of blue and orange goo dripped from his face, and he looked as annoyed as they had ever seen him. Agu and Gabu felt enormous sweatdrops roll down their faces, and crawled out of their cover into the open.

Armadillo was drenched, his sand-colored skin soaked. Other Digimon stood behind him, their arms crossed or on hips, all looking very angry (though some looking aroused too). All were equally soaked in dinosaur and wolf cum.

"...Um..." Agu said, sweatdropping, "We... sorta got carried away."

"Yeah. Ah can see that," Armadillo replied sardonically, "An' now Ah'm carryin' y'all away ta the lockup. Ah got a ton o' complaints from these here folk, an' Defenders ain't above the law."

"What are you charging us with?" Gabu asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Disturbin' the peace, public indecency, an' indecent exposure... fer starters."

"Indecent exposure?! Unless we're programmed with clothes, Digimon are NAKED, Armadillo!" Agu growled exasperatedly.

"Yeah, well, yer WAY more naked than yer s'posed ta be in a ZEN GARDEN. Ah'd have no problem if ya went at it in the onsen, fellas, but ya chose HERE ta make a mess. So c'mon. Y'all will be out by dinner time," Armadillo said, placing his hands on the boys' shoulders and escorting them away. Agu and Gabu blushed as the other Defenders and workers glared at them all the way out. As soon as they were out of the garden, Armadillo leaned in between them to whisper.

"An' fellas, Ah hope yer both up fer a second round. Ah'm gonna show ya how ta make the jailhouse rock," he said, grinning. Agu and Gabu blushed, their erections springing back up as the slightly portly security officer led them away.+