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Deep within the woodlands of the Digital World stood a castle, large and strong. Otamamon and Gekomon patrolled along the mason worked stones as they tended to them and the nature closeby. A pair of Gekomon near the front door of the keep were distracted from their duties as the sound of panicked footsteps approached.

As the doors opened with a loud slam, a group of Otamamon and Gekomon came rushing out, with a large ShogunGekomon following right behind them. “You idiots! Can't you do [b][i]anything[/i][/b] right!?" His face was red and contorted with frustration.

“We're sorry, Lord Shogunmon! Aaaah!" The group scattered every which way in an attempt to escape their Lord's wrath, and with them others ran to avoid the crossfire. With a deep sigh, ShogunGekomon returned back into the halls of the castle. Of those that chose to hide, they slowly crept out and got back to work.

“Ith it dthutht me or ith thith becoming a more common occurrenthe?" Asked one of the Gekomon to another. Others murmured amongst themselves as the question was brought forth.

“It [i]has[/i] been a few months since those humans woke him up… Things were arguably easier when he was asleep." One of the Gekomon spoke up.

“What do you think we should do? Moving doesn't seem like a good idea…" Another spoke up as he referred to the one with the lisp.

“Uh… for now, we endure. Eventually, thingth will blow over, and Lord Thhogunmon will be back to hith old thelf!" Despite his optimism, the others continued their murmurs for a brief moment as they discussed amongst themselves. “For now, let'th dthet get back to work. Uth thtanding around will only provoke him again." A wave of silence washed over them as they silently agreed. With a few nods from the group of Geko and Otamamon, they quickly dispersed and got back to their work. The one with the lisp watched for a moment before he joined alongside the rest in work.

Things went back to a rather calm state afterwards for the servants. With their Lord nowhere in sight, they were able to continue their work in peace. As the lispy Gekomon continued his duties though, he started to reflect on how long it's been since this began. Despite all his efforts, he can only remember these outbursts after that group of humans and their Digimon swung by a few months back. While ever grateful to have his Lord roused from slumber, he couldn't wrap his head around what changed.

He then began to reflect on all the outbursts since their visit, as he tried to piece together a common theme amidst them… There was the incident with water being spilled over him by an Otamamon–with how red his face got, you could have confused it for a Guilmon's rear end. Then there was another incident where he inadvertently eavesdropped on a few servants as they talked about him. His frustration and rage quickly died down into somber tears… The Gekomon quickly jumped to another instance where he blew up on a fellow Gekomon who was cleaning the floors. He was down on all fours scrubbing away to make sure not even the smallest crack went uncleaned when he heard their Lord burst out in frustration.

With every incident, accident, and happening that caused the Lord to go into a rage, the end result was always the same–a beet-red face, coupled with frustration from the large Digimon. There were even a few occasions where he flew into a melancholic mood. All of this shortly after the humans left, he began to wonder if…

He shook his head to expel those thoughts from his mind. If [i]anything[/i] was going on with his Lord, were it of [i]any[/i] importance, one of them would have known about it now! He quickly hastened his efforts to clean and to distract himself from any further thoughts. Eventually, he bumped into some other servants and began to lend a hand with their task in silence. The silence between the monsters was deafening, causing the issue with his Lord to gnaw at the poor Gekomon's mind, like a virus. Despite his best efforts, he ended up asking the question he didn't want to, “So, uh… what do you all think ith up with our Lord Thhogunmon?"

“Uh, not sure! Some think it's because he's got a stick up his butt, while others think he's still grumpy from being awoken, and a good few think he's just lonely," an Otamamon responded. He kept it quiet on the off chance ShogunGekomon was nearby. With no better answer, the lispy Gekomon took it with a grimace. He kept to himself after that, as he wanted to avoid adding to the problem. His fellow servants, however, kept to the topic. Quietly, they discussed amongst themselves about what happened, and what they could do to make their lives a bit better. This only sent the speech-impaired Gekomon into a state of guilt as discussion of finding a new Lord was being had.

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ShogunGekomon continued down the halls and to the back of the castle, where natural springs formed ponds for one to soak in. Once there, he sank down into the water with a sad toot of his horns. In his mind flashed images of women, both digital and human, and even a few of his servants. Each image was more promiscuous and perverted than the last. One of the last images that stuck around was the visage of a Gekomon servant slowly going down on his royal scepter. A shudder shot down his spine and across his body as it felt too real. His daydreams, however, were cut short as he realized why that was. He quickly took his hand from the ruby red shaft of his as it throbbed in the air for attention. With a soft whimper, he reclined and waited for it to go down.

It's been months since he saw such a lovely sight, one he hasn't seen since. If only he hadn't been too angry about being awoken, he'd have realized it sooner. The loneliness sunk in deeper as he reflected on those thoughts. He longed for a bride… or a lover in general. Someone to hold onto for when he wanted to sleep, someone to deal with these urges. He watched his shaft throb excessively at the thought of these urges… and slowly shrink back down as he shook those thoughts away. Despite his woes, he refused to waste perfectly good seed. Slowly, he shifted back up and looked to the sky. He had lost track of time, and the sun was bound to set.

With a sigh, he got up out of the water and lazily dried himself off. “Maybe sleep will help…" He muttered to himself as he soon found himself back in the halls of the castle. Any servant who noticed him slid out of the way and made themselves small, if they didn't just outright hide from their Lord as he passed. He didn't even notice them, however, as he continued to his room in an almost defeated manner. As soon as they were sure that they were out of their Lord's sight, they came back to silently continue their work. Odd glances shot every which way in the confusion.

After a few moments, ShogunGekomon found himself outside his door. Little hesitation was had as he went inside the large room. It was fit for a king, or a lord, in his case. He slowly made his way to the bed, blanketed with red sheets and built to withstand the harshest nights. The tired Digimon went to lay down without even a blanket over him. He stared at the ceiling for a moment, lament washed over him as his mind was riddled with what could have been, or what has yet to happen. Eventually he rolled to his side to break from the downward spiral. “Tomorrow's another day… maybe you'll find yourself a bride then." He sighed as he closed his eyes. Soon he found escape from his own thoughts through sleep.

As he slipped into the realm of dreams, his fantasies bombarded him once again. Almost like he woke up from a bad dream, he looked over to see the face of his dream girl. Her features were that of an angel, dressed in a pure white gown. She gave him a kiss on the nose as she began to sit up.

“Morning, handsome. How'd you sleep?" Her voice was as soft as silk, and her touch was just as soft, if not softer as she brought a hand to caress ShogunGekomon's cheek.

“Ehhh… Could have been better. Though with you here, my morning is already an improvement!" ShogunGekomon gave a silly grin as he also sat up. The maiden chuckled softly as her hand slid from his cheek down to his shoulder and eventually to his hand. ShogunGekomon's face was a nice rosy shade of pink as he blushed. “So, what's on the venue for today~?" His voice fluttered as he spoke.

“I don't know, what does the [i]Lord[/i] wanna do?" She asked with a coquettish tone. Her hand gently gripped onto his as she finished her question. ShogunGekomon beamed for a moment as he pondered what he wanted to do for the day. He thought of a nice day out, nature surrounding the two. As he daydreamed, she slowly moved her hand from his hand to his side. Her touch snapped him from one daydream to another.

“Ah… Hm…" His mind wandered to more immediate desires as the fantasies that worked as nightmares now took more of an advisory role, akin to a devil on one's shoulder. Her gentle caress on his side, which slid down slowly toward his thigh, acted like a drug. “… I think I may have a few ideas!" He gave a grin as he returned the caress along her back. His hand slowly drifted toward her own and guided it to his inner thigh. This was enough for the mistress as she shifted to position herself in front of her Lord. With a near impish smile, the hand that had been “guided" was joined by the other and began teasing the Lord's orbs. Her soft touch caused the ShogunGekomon to lean backwards and give a low toot of enjoyment from his horns. It was almost magical how she worked–she was so quick, so experienced, that she went from teasing the balls to nearly kissing the base of his erect shaft in the blink of an eye. The only thing that kept him from the edge of climax was sheer willpower.

A minute passed without incident as he received a good spit shine from his lovely partner. With a toot from his horns and a croak of pleasure, he urged them to stop. “H-Hey, now… As talented as your mouth is, I… I want a go at that other end," he uttered in a shaky tone, voice dripping with arousal. With wordless obedience, they pulled off with a delighted grin on their face.

“O-of course, my Lord!" They shifted and climbed up onto his lap. With some struggle, they positioned themself just above the tip. Their gentle touch helped angle the shaft, and before long they took the plunge. With a deep breath, they relaxed as the tip penetrated into them. Their voice filled the air in a cacophony of music, like horns that blared in triumph! “My Lord, you're so big!" Exclaimed their lover as they slowly worked their way down the shaft.

“Mmf… K-Keep going, my love!" ShogunGekomon moaned out as he watched his bride sink down further and further. It took all his willpower to resist the urge to buckle upward into them. Both their moans filled the air in a melodic harmony!

“I don't think I can take mutth more…" The lover moaned out lyrically!

“Just a bit more! … Hmf, I'm almost there!~" ShogunGekomon cried out, though something felt off now. He didn't know what though…

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[center][i]A few moments earlier…[/i][/center]

The lispy Gekomon, tired from work and ready to turn in, began his way toward the servant quarters when he heard some strange noises. Worried something had happened, he crept his way toward the source only to find they were from Lord Shogunmon's room! With an ear against the door, he listened to see what details he could pick out. It did not take long for him to hear a moan. Worry flared into paranoia. What if his Lord was hurt?! He almost rushed in there until he remembered the last time his Lord was roused from slumber by another. What if he was asleep? He didn't want to imagine what would happen to him if he disrupted his Lord's rest. He was about to step away when he heard another moan, this time louder and much longer.

He entered the room quietly, ready to defend his Lord if need be, but silently enough if his worry was misplaced. There he saw the Lord in his bed, another moan caught by his ears. He closed the door quietly behind him and approached.

“Lord Thhogunmon… are you alright?" He asked as he examined what he could see of the Lord. He saw no visible injury, and with a hand he placed gently against his bare flesh he couldn't feel any signs of illness. He was no medical professional, but from what he knew he couldn't determine any attack. After a moment, the lispy Gekomon concluded that his Lord must be asleep, in a dream even! Before he took his leave however, the Lord stirred and began to roll over. Panic washed over him as he got down on his knees. “O-Oh! Pleathe, my Lord, fordthive me! I wath worried thomething had happened and came to ttheck up! Pleathe don't ha...rm... me...?" Confusion spread across the Gekomon's face for a moment, before a wild red tint flushed over it as he finally realized what he saw.

Standing tall was ShogunGekomon's shaft, on display for him to see. It looked to dwarf the Champion-level Digimon! A low snore came from the Digimon Lord, still sound asleep, followed by a few incoherent mumbles. Gekomon almost couldn't believe his eyes! He was entranced for a moment, dazed by his Lord's “scepter". As magnificent as it was, however, he quickly shook his head and pulled his eyes toward the door. “I need to leave, thith ith indethent! But… hnn… maybe jutht a helping hand," Gekomon whispered to himself as he debated if he should go or not. His desire won out eventually however as he slowly climbed up onto his Lord's bedframe and onto the bed itself. He didn't even wanna [i]think[/i] about what his Lord would have done to him if he had woken up then and there!

Slowly, Gekomon was faced with ShogunGekomon's shaft. It looked even larger up close, and worry sparked again. This time, however, it was the question if he could even [i]handle[/i] his Lord's scepter that worried him! His determination to please his Lord got the better of him, though, and without hesitation, his mouth engulfed the larger Digimon's tip! There was a pleasant saltiness to it from the Lord's earlier dip in the pond's water. With one big intake of air through his nose, along with a hint of ShogunGekomon's scent in the air, he plunged his mouth down on the shaft! A gag shortly followed before he pulled up some. He might have acted a bit too hastily there…

Gekomon took it slower as he worked the shaft with his mouth and tongue. With each downward motion of his lips, he shocked himself with how well he handled this girthy spire! He almost forgot he was sucking off his sleeping Lord! A reminder, however, was given as he heard the sound of his Lord's horn and choked for a moment. The larger Digimon mumbled more incoherent stuff, and while most of it was hard to make out, the Gekomon could have sworn he heard “other end" come from the Lord. A gulp came from him as he pulled his mouth off the spire. Was he about to do this…? “O-of courthe, my Lord!"

He climbed up onto the Lord, positioned on his lap and over the tip! The Gekomon could feel his heart skip multiple beats as his hand grabbed the shaft and he went to lower himself. After a few tries and a few deep breaths to help relax, eventually the smaller Digimon got the tip in! With a pleasurable croak, the Gekomon roared his horn triumphantly and involuntarily! He quickly covered his mouth in shock, falling deathly silent as he watched the Lord snort and grumble, terrified that he woke him up! After a moment, he stilled, and a sigh of relief escaped him. As he lowered himself, he found it felt even bigger than what his mouth sized up! “My lord! You're tho big!" The Gekomon said louder than he wanted to. He wasn't concerned about that though, as his major concern was trying to get this entire thing to fit.

The Gekomon got into a rhythm as he slowly made his way further down the shaft. All the while, he heard Lord Shogunmon much clearer now that he was on his lap! “More! That's it! Take it all!" Amongst other forms of dirty talk were picked up by the Gekomon as he rode his Lord's hefty shaft!

The Gekomon's moans filled the air like music, in part due to the horn he has on him! The lower he went, however, the more he felt he was about ready to split in two. Eventually, the poor Digimon muttered out, “I don't think I can take mutth more…" In his daze, he didn't even realize his Lord had stirred once again.

“Just a bit more! … Hmf, I'm almost there!~" ShogunGekomon said clearly. In his dream, the figure that was once his bride had blurred somewhere in the middle, and had taken shape once again. Their skin was a nice hue of green. Their voice, once soft spoken and angelic, was now a bit deeper and familiar. Her features now reminded him of one of his servants. As he blinked his eyes, the image became more clear. It was that Gekomon with the speech impediment! Why was [i]he[/i] his bride? His confusion was shortly cut off as he felt a sudden surge of energy go through him.

His hands grasped the Gekomon riding him on either side, and went to force him down. “Wha?!" Was the only noise the Gekomon could get out before he was forced further down onto the larger Digimon's shaft. With a loud blast of his horn, the ShogunGekomon let loose a thick rope of seed, as deep as he could plant it, smack-dab into the Gekomon! This act pushed the Gekomon over the edge as he joined his Lord in the roaring melody of the horns, and released numerous ropes of seed. Their horns were so loud, the whole room felt as though it was rumbling from the sheer force of it, almost like an earthquake! While he spilled his seed uselessly all over his Lord's torso, The Lord's soon leaked from both ends as he couldn't contain more! Some even shot out of his lower orifice all over the bed and even onto the floor. After the high of the moment passed, the two of them panting all the while, the slow realization of the situation dawned on both of them in different ways.

A gulp left the lispy Gekomon as he was scared, now realizing his Lord was awake and looking at him. “M-my Lord! I-I can e-ecthplain! I-" He was cut off in a manner he did not at all expect.

“Now, now… deep breaths… Hey, you're that Gekomon the others kept pestering, aren't ya?" ShogunGekomon's voice was calm, albeit likely from the afterglow!

“U-Uh… Yeth?" The Gekomon responded in between deep breaths. Confused as to why he was calm this time around. ShogunGekomon took a moment to look him over, full of his meat and seed. Then, a smile crept on his face.

“I got an offer for you, if you're willing to take it! Since you've done me a service far greater than your peers, how about you be by my side… as a sorta 'second in command' kind of deal! If that ain't sweet enough, we can have more times like this! Though… maybe when I'm fully awake and conscious enough to fully enjoy it next time!" He laughed near the end as he waited for the Gekomon's response.

“W-wait, really? I-I-I mean, thure! I'd love that! Er… I mean, being your right hand man, of courthe! Altho… y-yeah, I'll be thure to make thure you're awake nectht time!" The Gekomon announced with an eager nodding of his head.

The noise of their actions hadn't gone unheard, however. Most of the castle's servants had been listening in and began muttering amongst themselves.

“Wow, what a slut." Said one of the Gekomon.

“'Second-in-command'? Bah! That pervert won't be giving [i]me[/i] any orders!" Said an Otamamon. More degrading words and descriptors had been thrown out as soon the rest of the servants caught wind.

Just as things had gotten to the height of their unrest, however, it was silenced by the sound of lewd smacking and moans from across the door. Awkwardly, the servants looked to one another and slowly dispersed. Only those with dirty minds ended up sticking around to listen to them continue well into the night. To all, they hoped this would get their Lord off their backs in the future, but only time would tell them that. For now, as the days went by, they continued to work as they saw less of both their Lord, and his second-in-command.

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