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I Dream A Doma

(A trade story for Domafox)

(NSFW 18+ Warning: Nudity, Homoerotic, Sex)

“Mmph! I’m getting close!” Mica said.

“Aah! Mica! Don’t stop!” Doma said.

Doma was splayed over Mica’s bed, bent over, tail raised, face flushed, while Mica, a muscular Buizel with black hair and green eyes went to town on Doma’s plump cheeks. It was the greatest day of his life, to finally have his love, as his heart desired. He didn’t want this moment to end. They were as one.

“I love you, Mica! I wanna be with you forever!”

“I love you, too, Doma dear.”

Mica thrust hard and deep. Pleasant sticky sounds emanated every time. Pre-coated his dick tip. Their love was all the more passionate. Mica grabbed Doma’s voluptuous vulpine ass, gave it a gentle squeeze, and hung on. He panted, face flushed, climax impending.

“Nnnggggh!” Doma moaned, eyes closed, face flushed, teeth clenched.

“I’m gonna cum! I love you, Do—-“

Suddenly, the alarm went off. Mica woke and shut it off. He shot up and angrily grabbed his head.

“No! I was at the best part!”

He held his head in shame, sighed, dick retreating into his sheath.

“Why did it have to be a dream?” He said, rubbing his face. He glanced at the clock; it was two minutes past six AM. “Gotta get ready for work.”

He got up and went about his usual routines. He dressed in a green tank top and blue jean shorts, before stretching, then entered the kitchen. His roomate, Ora, a Gatomon in a bright blue shirt with a pink flower design and blue shorts, waved. Mica sighed and waved back. Ora, concerned, remained silent. Mica skipped breakfast, having little appetite, deciding to pick up food before work instead, since he knew he’d be hungry later.

He sat at the kitchen table hunched over, while Ora sat there, holding her mug, sipping coffee.

“Stupid alarm clock…ruined such a wonderful dream…” Mica said, grumbling.

“Oh, lighten up, Mica. What was it that made the dream so great?”

“Ora, it’s just too good to be true…” He said, before smiling and blushing. “But, I hope that day becomes true…I just love that fox…” He thought, sighing.

“Judging from the look on your face, I think I already know. It’s about Doma, isn't it?”

“Of course. He’s the love of my life. I would do anything for him!”

“Oh, come on! Don’t be so over dramatic. We’ve been over this before. Give it time. You can’t go blindly rushing into a relationship. Gotta work your way up to it.”

“Ugh! I know. How much longer do I have to wait? How much harder must I work? Surely by now, Doma HAS to love me, right? It’s just that…every time we speak, it seems so platonic. Why doesn’t he get the memo?”

“First off, it takes a long time for a relationship to take off. Secondly, you’re shy. Thirdly, you’re going about this the wrong way. You’re not entitled to him, or anything for that matter.”

“I know…I know. I’m not entitled to him, you’re right. I also hate that I’m shy. When I flirt, it always backfires, either because I fumbled…” He said, before looking at Ora.

“Or I stop you.”

“Sometimes, I wish you wouldn’t.”

“You know I only do it because I care. If you really want Doma, then do it right. Keep it in your pants. Be cool. Be reasonable. If you don’t, I’ll do it for you.”

He sighed. “Yeah…thanks. It’s true you’ve saved my ass plenty. You always said I’d drive him off. As much as I hate to admit it, you’re right. It’s just that sometimes, it’s too hard to resist the urge to love on him. My heart longs for him. There’s so much about him that I love. I love his creative mind, his geeky interests, his streams, the art, how much of a sweetie he is, so easy going and great to get along with, easy to satisfy, a hard worker, strong, dependable, and so much more. So much, in fact, I could write a whole book about how great he is! God, I love everything about him. Oh my gosh! Hehehe!” Mica said, smiling and blushing.

“That’s great, Mica! Sometimes, I have my doubts and think you love him because he’s hot, but hearing that coming from you is reassuring. As long as you follow your heart, and you follow my advice, your chances are good.” She said, nodding. “Speaking of Doma, how are things between you and him?”

“Oh come on, Ora. You know me better than that. Thanks for the advice. As for me and Doma, so far, so good.”

“Heh…Good. Keep it up. I’d suggest asking him out for coffee.”

“On a date?!”

“No, casual outing. Me included. Don’t want you screwing it up.”

“Oh. That’s not too bad. I like it. Just a trip to the cafe. I can handle it.”

“Hehe. It’ll be a good way to bond with Doma. It might help with your shyness.”

“Oh yeah…you’re right. Thanks, Ora! You’re the best!”

“Hehe! I know I am. Now hurry along. You got work.”

Mica looked at the kitchen clock, then nodded. “See ya later!”

He took off, drove to the cafe to get breakfast and coffee, before hitting the beach by the lake. He sat atop a tall, lifeguard chair, watching beach goers. Hours passed until it was well into the afternoon. All was well. Mica had time to enjoy peace and quiet. He kicked back and closed his eyes for a moment, until…

“Hey, Mica! How’s it going?” Doma said.

Mica nearly shot out his seat, butterflies filled his stomach, heart pattering, face flushed, before taking a deep breath, composing himself.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Just need to sneeze. Ah-achoo!” He said, fake sneezing, but sounded convincing enough. He hopped down and faced him. “I’m doing great! What about you?”

“Doing pretty good. Just got some more sketches done. Got a lot on my plate lately. What about you?”

“Just another day at the beach. Can’t say alots happening. Just chilling and doing my job.”

“Hehe, nice!”

“How’s Warren doing?”

“He’s ok. He’s pretty sad after I punished him.”

“You punished him?” Mica said. “Could it be? No, it can’t be. Must be a Digimon partnership thing or something.” He thought. “What’d he do this time?”

“Got into the eye equipment and nearly screwed up my eye exam. It’s a long story. I could tell ya more if you wanna hear. I’m gonna swim. Wanna join?”

“Oh my god! He wants me to join.” Mica thought, blushing, smiling.

“Allergies?” Doma said, eyebrow raised, smiling.

“Oh yeah! Pollen’s been really bad today. I’ll take meds when I get home. Not to worry.” He said, rubbing the back of his head. “Let’s go!”

“Sure thing!”

“Oh, and hey? You wanna grab coffee later?”

“Oh sure! I’d love that!”

“I wish you’d love me!” Thought Mica. “Awesome! Can’t wait!” He said.

From there, they spent the rest of the day swimming. Later, they had their outing with Ora. They sat down at a table at the ever so quaint Cafe. The atmosphere was rich and classy, and the interior well decorated. One could smell an assortment of coffee and baked goods. Today was slow. Doma was on his phone, texting his friend Geno on artwork for him and his boyfriend, B, while Mica stared at Doma, leaning forward, blushing, when Ora caught on, and tapped his shoulder.

“Hey. Keep it together, loverboy.” Ora whispered.

“Huh? Oh yeah, sorry.” Mica said, picking up his coffee cup and sipping it. Ora smiling and crossing her arms.

“Sorry about that. Just had business to take care of.” Doma said, putting his phone down.

“Oh, that’s ok. We get that you're busy.” Ora said, smiling.

“Yeah, it’s no sweat, Doma.” Mica said, smiling.

“I have to say, coffee here is really good today.” Doma said.

“I know right? Reminds me of the coffee you make.” Mica said.

“Oh, really? It’s nothing special.” Doma said.

“Pfft! Nonsense! It’s great!”

“You really think so? Hehe, thanks! I do my best.”

“I remember one time, you made this great lasagna. Was probably some of the best I’ve had. I can’t even make something that good.”

“Well, I’ve had to cook for folks for a long time, so I know my stuff. If you want, I can cook it again for you. I’ll bring some over and everything.” Doma said.

“Oh, yeah! That’d be great. I appreciate it.” Mica said, grinning.

“Hehe, no problem.” Doma said, smirking.

“So, Doma? What’s the scoop on artwork?” Mica said.

“Doing a number of art pieces for different folks, but I can show you something recent.” Doma said, pulling out his phone, showing a picture of Warren in workout clothes.

“Woah! I have to say, you’re getting better and better. The anatomy is on point, and Warren is looking pretty spectacular.”

“Yeah, I’m proud of how far I’ve come. Drawing arts for years really paid off. I aim to keep getting better.”

“To me, you’re already a master artist, but I’m sure you’ll find ways to improve.”

From there, they drank coffee and spoke for a while longer, before they had to part ways, as it was getting late.

“I had a great time, Mica. Let’s do this again sometime.” Doma said, smiling.

“It was my pleasure! I had a blast. You take care and have a good night. Oh, and tell Warren I said hi.” Mica said, waving.

“Hehe, will do. I’ll see you around.” Doma said, waving.

They parted ways, driving back home.

“I’m really impressed, Mica! You barely needed my help. You kept your cool and had a nice date. You were a little sloppy at the beginning, but still, very good! I think with time, you may not need my help.” Ora said, smiling.

“Oh, thanks Ora. I took your advice to heart, and I was determined not to screw this up. I know I was kinda awkward at first, but everything flowed naturally once I really got the hang of it.” Mica said, blushing.

“Just make that your routine, and you’ll do fine. I’d say everything went well, all and all. Doma really enjoyed himself. We all did. I’d say this date was a success.”

“Thank goodness! I’m so happy about it! Oh, I can just see it now. Soon, he and I will be together. I can feel it in my soul!” Mica said passionately.

“Yeah, yeah…maybe someday, but don’t get your hopes up too much, buddy.”

“Aaah…oh Doma. I love my foxy woxy. Hehe…” Mica said, ignoring Ora, lost in lovey dovey land, blushing.

Once they returned home, Mica went to bed, repeating the same dream from before, only that time, it ended perfectly.