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In The Name Of Velocirapture.

Written by Taiko Akito Edited and proofread by Kraken D'Waggin, theonehowl, and Snow Taradien

All characters were used with the permission of their owners and are listed below.

[Chapter Three]

The next morning remarkably similar to the first for Thyge - he woke up with little memory of a significant part of the day before, a mild case of confusion for it, and there was a musky scent about him - with one exception. A very persistent morning wood. The erection tried to grab his attention at virtually every waking moment, well after he'd stroked himself off in the shower, and again in the safety of his own room. Then again, with the guilmon being unaware of the pheromones in the air, and that his bed was essentially a perverted air freshener, it wasn't likely that it was being given a chance to be let down. In fact, it only went down when the dragon had enough of a mind to shove a bag of ice into his underpants, which had the side effect of leaving him pants-less as well as fortunately flaccid.

What he could remember of the day before was, muddled, at best; he remembered his brother Lance heading out on a date, that, that D'Orca was his date...that someone had come up...aside from that, there was little that he could actually remember. Lance had said that the apartment reeked worse than some of the sets after a few bukkake scenes at his workplace, and considering that the growlmon was a porn star who frequently worked with other, extremely well endowed males, that was saying something.

Still, there hadn't really been a mess for either of them to clean up, and though Thyge was a little bloated (again, for reasons that escaped him) it wasn't like he'd been hurt, or raped, in any noticeable sense. In the end, though Lance was perplexed at the over-powering smell, and Thyge was confused about the book shelf that lay on its side with its particle-board sidings rather dented, neither of them thought too much of it. Instead, they just opened a few windows, let everything air out, and went to bed. They slept rather well, despite Thyge not remembering eating anything since the party the night beforehand.

The teen's appetite had returned in full force when he was awake again, however, and before even Lance had gotten up from his date at the beach Thyge was cooking up a nice massive pot of curry. Part of it would serve as both of their breakfast, but much would also go to serve as a nice dinner the two of them would share...or, at least, that was the idea.

"Hmm, hm hmm~" the guilmon hummed to himself as he gently danced before the stove, bouncing himself gently side to side as he stirred in a few bowls of chopped carrots. His eyes would watch the bubbling surface of the yellow stew like a hawk, being sure that it didn't burn, almost entranced by the sight of it.

Just as his mouth started to drool from the heavenly scent of spices and herbs, however, Thyge was shaken out of his reverie by a firm slap to his naked ass. Meeping as he spun around, only an apron protecting himself from complete and total nudity, the guilmon was presented with the visage of his older sibling...a visage that was far less modest than even Thyge's own appearance.

"U-Um..morning, Lance..." the boy blushed, for a reason he immediately began to question himself, having seen his older brother walk around naked for at least a few years now. Watching the man rub his face a few times, the guilmon softly asked, "Sleep well?" getting a bleary nod in turn. Trying to relax, and to sort out why nudity was affecting him so, Thyge turned himself back to the stove and picked up the ladle for the pot. He was stopped when a pair of muscled back arms wrapped themselves around his belly. Slipping themselves under his only garment, the apron, Thyge was given a legitimate reason for his face to turn a deep crimson when Lance's six foot nine form rubbed itself against him.

"Hmmm...Thyge..." Lance whispered into his brother's ears, as he spooned against the boy, his voice sultrier than he'd intended it to be, although he did nothing to correct this. "You're so good to me...making sure that I eat when I get home...cleaning up after a messy digimon like myself..." With each pause he made, Lance's lips connected with Thyge's cheeks, giving a soft peck that made Thyge's face grow all the hotter. It probably didn't help that Lance's limp, but immensely impressive shaft was rubbing beside his tail.

"J-Ju-Just doing my brotherly duties..." Thyge stuttered back, trying to ignore the sensations of his siblings' skilled hands running over his belly. "A-After, after all, you're the one who, who, pays for most of this...I just pay the, the cable, bill..." For a moment, Thyge's bat wing ears slumped, gently, as he was reminded of just how little he actually contributed around the massive apartment aside from being a live-in maid for his brother.

He was made to forget this the next moment afterwards, as his jaw was nibbled by the growlmon's own experienced maw. Shuddering gently, and nearly losing the ladle to the curry, Thyge barely managed to stop himself from getting a revived boner to all the attention. Instead, he leaned forwards, and "inspected" his work, swallowing as he felt those black hands slowly travel downwards.

"U-Um, so, how was your date?" Thyge asked quickly, trying to avoid giving Lance any excuses to shower him with more affection to change his mood.

"Hmmm, stellar." Lance grinned as he reached out and to Thyge's thighs. "Much like your curry is smelling." he'd add smoothly, not giving the teen any chance to rebuke his claims, "Like it always smells..." He'd lean in along with his brother, and sniffed at it in turn, purring deeply as he pulled himself, and Thyge back into their previous position. "Well, not exactly the same. I think you added something to it..."

Grinning as the guilmon turned his head back to him, Lance leaned in and kissed at Thyge's nose, the boy blushing further to it. Lance chuckled gently, and finally allowed his brother some peace after this, giving one last, teasing grope to the male's rump before he pulled back and reached out for his own apron, although he was no less sensual putting it on than he was without it.

"But I am serious, bro, your food is better than most of the food we're catered down at the studios, and they don't skimp out on that when it comes to us." Allowing the sexual tension to drop, slowly, Lance walked to the fridge and took out a few tomatoes, dicing them on the counter as Thyge failed to resist taking a gander at his exposed rump. "Shame that I'll have to miss it tonight. I'm sure that this would taste heavenly after being allowed to strew for half a day."

This news was finally enough to get Thyge's mind to pull out of the gutter, like he'd been trying so hard to do. "Wait, what? I thought today was your day off?" Thyge's ears drooped again as his brother gave him an apologetic look, the growlmon flipping a white bang back behind his own ears.

"I know, I did too. However, there's been an accident with the footage taken last week, and we need to re-film it. Unfortunately, though it's not a hard scene, one of our other leading actors left the country just after finishing it, so we need someone else to fill in for him too!" Growling in an annoyed fashion, and holding his head as he looked down, the man calmed down gently and reached out to hug his sibling to himself. He began to nuzzle the bald head and kissing it in a way that was, bizarrely enough, without any actual sexual tension. "I wish that we could spend more time together..."

Though he was aware of the growlmon's black endowment, hidden behind the paper-thin sheets of fabric that covered their fronts, Thyge didn't hesitate in hugging his brother back into himself, closing his eyes as they stood there. "I know, big bro...I know..." They were silent for a moment, before they slowly parted and went back to what food they'd been preparing beforehand, Lance quickly adding the tomatoes in with the curry.

"Well, on the bright side, I guess, we're being paid a bit extra for all this, so it's not like it's a total bust. We'll actually be able to afford a few things while we're at the fair the next time it's in town." Lance grinned, trying to make the best of the situation. Thyge would nod back, putting a small smile onto his own face. "At least you're free from work for a bit."

"Y-Yeah..." he'd nod back with a smile slowly being forced to his face, trying to keep himself from being a downer to the amiable, playful mood. "They've got all the security down to manual for now, so that the system can be updated with new hardware and new ram. They won't need me for another few days yet." Lance would nod silently as he moved to the rice cooker, pulling it out from within the bowels of the cupboards and setting it onto the counter.

"Well, at least you'll be able to let your fingers relax a bit." Lance stated as he looked around, "Where's the basmati?"

"It should be where you found the rice cooker itself." Thyge nodded back, as he sipped at the brew before himself, meeping as he nearly dropped the ladle down the inside of his apron. "...maybe I should ask for more time off." Thyge would frown as he inspected his fingers, not understanding why he'd dropped a ladle he had firmly in his hands. He even gave them a little sniff, coming away with nothing but curry...and something that smelt a bit like musk, but he knew that couldn't be there. He'd washed his hands thoroughly after he'd...um...

"U-Um...c-can I let you take over, Lance?" the guilmon blushed as he turned himself away from his sibling, blushing again as his erection returned full force. He was barely able to slip outside of the kitchen with his cock unnoticed before the growlmon could reply, leaving the porn star standing in the middle of the room with nothing but a colander of rice in one hand and a measuring cup with more of it in the other. The man's brow quirked to such behavior, especially since the guilmon was quite dependable, but he didn't question it, seeing as there really wasn't all that much that he needed to do himself by that point.

Panting to himself, Thyge waddled towards his room again, biting his lip at the sheer amount of need that was running through him by that point. 'What's wrong with me?' he'd think to himself, whimpering as he shut the door after himself, taking a moment to hold his hand to his head. It didn't stay up there for very long, his palms slowly slipping down, below his frontal garment, over his belly and against the throbbing length that pressed up under his gut.

"Ooohhh..." he moaned to himself as he grasped his shaft in his hands, panting softly as he waddled to the bed and planted his rump on it. Unknowing to the smell that was released by his weight atop the mattress, the boy slowly began to pump his organ between his two hands, watching the apron bulge out around his hands as he did. "Fffuuu..."

He bit his tongue before he started swearing, something that was rather off putting to him as far as sexual kinks went. Instead, he shuffled over to the laptop he had set up on his bedside table, panting gently as he smelt a faint hint of musk. He merely shook his head to the scent, passing it off as remnants of his earlier session on the bed with his dick between his legs. "Wh-why am I so hard..." he whispered to himself as he managed to pry a hand from his groin to his computer, opening it up and pressing the start button. He returned his hand to his cock before thinking better of it, slowly reaching back behind himself and untying the strings of his apron, loosening them enough that he could slip the whole thing over his head and set it aside.

Completely naked once again, the red scaly panted to himself as his white endowment throbbed at him, the red head peaking out to him and slowly beginning to exude a pearly drop. Hissing to himself, and realizing his laptop was fully booted up, Thyge immediately began to log in, typing in his complicated password with one hand. He groaned as he tried typing it in again, having made some mistake he couldn't phantom at, only managing to get in on the third attempt, when he used both hands. Swallowing as the desktop came to his sights, Thyge slowly slid the cursor along with the trackball beside his computer, moving it towards his hidden, encrypted files.

Now, Thyge knew that nearly everyone masturbated off to something in their lives, and that it was rather rare for anyone to not do this with something on hand. Hell, with the Internet around, viewing porn and cranking a quick orgasm to a picture, video, or story was as easy to do as simply selecting what they wanted and checking to be sure there wasn't any viruses tagged along with it.

...still, he was almost paranoid about what having such a high security job like his own might entail, especially when it came to his own laptop from home. He only had it connected to the Internet when he needed it to be, and he purposely disabled the wireless feed for it in favor of a cable...but he still didn't like the idea of someone snooping through his files and coming across two hours worth of web-cam recordings of Kraken, specifically directed towards Thyge himself.

He was understandably put off, however, when he noticed that, one file folder away from where the encryptions started, there was a new video file lying out in the open. It wasn't one of the videos that he'd stored safely away - he always made sure that he transferred and locked them away - but it still had one thing that perplexed the boy. It was given the number 33.5 as the file name. The number itself didn't have any significance on Thyge's life - he was only eighteen, and Lance was twenty-four, not even the hero base had any of the numbers in its title - and he was ready to delete it when a virus scan turned up nothing.

However, just as he right clicked it, something else clicked in Thyge's mind, and he quickly moved to the encrypted files that lay beyond. Sweat slowly ran down the back of his head, even as his cock throbbed ignorantly between his legs.

Thirty three videos were being stored on his computer. Thirty three allowed recordings of the dracoraptor slowly stripping, teasing, edging Thyge on to an orgasm (if not five) as events separated them from visiting one another. Each was as sexy as the last, although only half of them included a video of Thyge himself beside the one with Kraken.

It was admittedly a stretch to assume that this new video was related to the web-cam shows...but to be honest, it was too much of a coincidence for a video titled "33.5" just outside of a file folder with thirty three videos within it. Backtracking, and being sure that he was protected in case this was a virus in disguise, Thyge rolled the cursor over to the video again, and double clicked.

Immediately, a video appeared on his screen, and the guilmon waited to see what would happen with bated breath. His eyes widened, and his cheeks deepened in crimson, as he was greeted to the sight of a rather large collection of endowments, the screen shaking slightly as the camera was adjusted mid-recording.

"Lessee..." a deep voice stated through the speakers, the guilmon's jaw dropping as he realized who it was that was speaking, his cock throbbing all the harder as he gazed at the massive man's body. "Hello there, Thygy boy. Sitting down, nice and comfortable?" The camera panned upwards again, shakily, the dracoraptor on screen muttering to himself before his face was properly captured by the camera. It wasn't until that point that Thyge realized two very important facts about what he was seeing.

The first one was that the video was being shot in his apartment, and likely with his own laptops built in camera. He paused the video at that realization, and quickly went back to see if any of the footage from his dual recordings with Kraken. His face paled, and his cock throbbed, when he realized that they were, in fact, exactly the same. Same digital noise in the images, same static made by the microphone, hell, same lighting issues as when he'd ineptly tried to do film himself in the living room.

The second realization wasn't nearly as kind to Thyge. Kraken was wearing a navy blue mask, with two blade-like wings sweeping out from the bottom and out over his horns, the edges of the 'blades' sky blue. It was a mask he'd seen recently, on the news, glued to the face of the man known as Velocirapture. It was an exact match for the man who was wearing it at that moment, devil's grin and all.

"Yes? No?" the figure on the camera asked as he grinned out and to his intended audience, "Well, it doesn't matter. Seeing as you found this video, I'm sure that you're somewhere nice and private. Probably with your nice, happy schlong between your legs too." Thyge's hands immediately left the laptop, like it'd just growled at him, suddenly very afraid for how much of his life he shared with Kraken...or, was it Velocirapture, now? He fumbled with the video interface for a bit as the maniac continued, "Goes to show how much of a slut you are for me, really-" cutting him off mid sentence and leaving Thyge with a very angry blush on his face.

For a few moments, the boy just sat there, glaring through his eyes to the betrayal he was feeling inside of himself. "You...you..." he hissed to himself, as he glared to the red dragon staring at him through the egg-white eye holes, ignoring his cock for once as he mulled over this new piece of information. "...idiot!" he snarled to himself, throwing his fists into the bed and forcing himself away from the screen. He shut the lid down hard, not wanting anything at all to do with the reptile after this, just wanting to forget the studly man and the way his endowments made him feel.

"Idiot...idiot idiot idiot Thyge..." he cursed to himself, his words growing all the sadder, all the softer, as he buried his face into his pillow. He slowly began sobbing to himself as he realized just how much of an impact he'd allowed Krake- that bastard to get into his life, how dependant he was on him. He'd not only allowed the man to talk him into giving up his virginity to the dracoraptor, he'd also been convinced to walk around with skimpy underpants, if any, to pose and allow himself to be taken pictures of and live-stream videos, which he recorded too...ooh, and the sex. Oh, so so much sex had been from Kr-that man seducing him, convincing him to do it, saying that nothing could go wrong, or that anyone who walked in would just want to join.

He'd done all of it...even sucked off that hippo in the park when he ran in on Kraken and himself fucking...he'd done that while Kraken and the fat-ass made out above himself. He'd thought nothing of it - in fact, as it happened, he felt it was actually quite hot. When he thought of it now...did Kraken really not plan on that man being there? Or was it just to train Thyge to be a better slut?

...slut. That was what he was. A slut. Growling to himself, Thyge looked over his shoulder and tilted himself around, grimacing as he saw his cock point down between his legs, under his balls, still as hard as a rock from before."Stupid...stupid, stupid, slut..." he growled to himself as he reached out and gave a hard slap to his cock and balls, knowing that the hard impact wouldn't at all agree his the oversensitive nature of his man-junk.

He hissed out loud to the sensation of pain that ran through himself from the impact, gasping out loud before groaning, and whimpering as he clenched his teeth together. His hand laid against the area that he'd hit, his toes curling into his soles as he squirmed atop of his bed. "Oohhh...fuck..." he muttered to himself, as he slowly recovered, rubbing at the sore areas with his fingers as he thought back to what he'd just seen. Taking a few deep breaths, as he shifted on the bed, he managed to calm himself down somewhat and think about the video a little bit, absentmindedly shifting his foot under his comforter as he did.

"...that...maybe that wasn't him..." he slowly thought to himself, his eyes slowly looking over the wet tear stains of the sheets covering his bed and pillow. "Lance...Lance said something about Kraken, coming here..." The hope that he had been completely mistaken about Kraken renewed Thyge's mood somewhat, a smile coming to his face before he parted his lips and let out a soft, warm moan.

"Ooohhh...meep?" he asked himself as he realized that he was feeling pleasure again between his legs, blushing as he took a gasp to his fingers rubbing over his anus. "Whu-wait, what?" Looking back behind himself, the guilmon's cheeks went redder than a stop sign - an easy feat considering that he had the same shade as one as it was - as he realized that he'd gone from rubbing the red flash on his cock and balls to the pucker between his round cheeks.

"Ha...ha...ha..." he'd pant to himself before he managed to tear his hand away from his ass, panting all the same as his endowment throbbed needfully against the silk sheets. Swallowing as he decided to follow through with what he'd been doing earlier, and to allow his new hope to burn, Thyge slowly reached out and flipped open the laptop again. He clicked and rolled a slider bar a few moments back, rewinding the video to that point to avoid any video/audio issues that happened when his laptop was shut, or started up again after a pause.

"-much of a slut you are for me, really," the man went on as he started up again on screen, his smirk making Thyge shudder for a moment before he remembered the slight hope he'd had beforehand. That hope was immediately crushed, and his disbelief with it, when the dracoraptor continued onwards, "Especially since you've continued to watch this video after your little freak-out there." The blush that had been on Thyge's face turned absolutely white with that statement - well, it was a light pink, but it was still impossibly pale - and he froze as the 'recording' continued.

"I bet you're lying there right now, hand on your ass and rubbing yourself off as you watch me talk to you." The smug voice clearly showed just how much control Velocirapture - for it could not be Kraken there - had over the situation, even if he wasn't there at all, or even in the present! "Well, don't worry, Thygy boy, you're not going to walk away from this without a nice, big dump of cum missing from your balls. In fact, you're probably not going to have anything for later on tonight."

A silent dread filled Thyge's chest as he realized just how predictable he had become - it was either that, or that the video was really some advanced program that Velocirapture had put onto his computer, and he wasn't at all comforted by the thought either. However, the morbid curiosity of what would come next in this supposedly clairvoyant message kept the boy from clicking the nice red X at the corner of the video player, and despite himself, he slowly pulled his hand from the trackball.

"Now, how about you go back to jacking yourself off, Lover Boy? Kneel into your pillow and give your cock a nice little workout." There was clearly the sound of someone moaning in the background, but Thyge didn't notice, simply panting as he slowly complied with the video. "Come on, don't be shy. It's not like you'd be doing this while Lance was around...although I could call him in if you want me to."

Thyge meeped as he immediately picked up the pace, panting lightly as he shifted himself up and spread his legs, looking to the screen for instructions. "Good boy," the studly reptile grinned, "But don't skimp out now. Rub your cock, nice and firm, just the way you like it." The tone was strangely patient, as though the man knew that Thyge would need to be given repeated instructions for what he was doing. It calmed the boy down a bit, enough that he didn't feel quite so intimidated by the masked face.

"Yeesss..." Velocirapture grinned as the guilmon reached under himself and between his legs, slowly stroking off his cock as he squirmed to get comfortable. "Just relax, Thygy boy, and take a few, long, deep breaths from your pillow. Bite it, even. We both know how that helps you keep your voice down." Though the instructions, again, made the boy blush, Thyge did take a few deep breaths to calm himself down, moaning out loud as what he breathed in immediately travelled through his body and settled in his cock. What started as a few slow breaths soon turned into a long sniffing session Thyge had for his bed, the teen's demeanor turning further and further away from his obedient, cautious self from before.

The televised-villain laughed at his audience member, not to, at, moans coming from off the screen that did little to muffle his voice. "Good slut! Sniff that bed!" he egged Thyge on, snickering as he adjusted the camera again, zooming it out and allowing a couple of his dribbling erections to show. "Sniff and squeeze, Lover Boy, sniff and squeeze."

Taking all the encouragement he was getting and putting it to good use, Thyge's hand stroked over the entire length of his impressive foot long cock. Each squeeze around the red head caused him to gasp, and take in another mouthful of the subtle pheromones in the air, swallowing them down without even noticing them and making the next squeeze all the more arousing. It didn't take long for the boy's cock to start drooling up a storm over the bedspread, his balls throbbing in his sack as he bucked into his hands, panting out loud as he lay there.

"Now, Lover Boy," Velocirapture abruptly continued, "Use your free hand. Give your ass a bit of love. We both know that's where you put the things you love...things that you really love...things that only I can give you." Midway through his little spiel, Velocirapture's two onscreen shafts began to drool in a way that made Thyge himself water at the mouth. He didn't even question why he was feeling hungry, nor why he was doing what he was, all he wanted to know was what the best position to rub his ass was.

He eventually worked out a position to keep his head in line with the screen, while he reached out behind himself and rubbed his fingers between his cheeks. The guilmon groaned as he felt his pucker pulse beneath his fingers, panting out loud as his hips bucked back into his inquisitive digits. His pace along his shaft quickened, as he lay there, panting as he spread his legs wider to allow his hands easier access to both sides of his hips.

Throughout all this, however, Thyge missed one important detail. The purrs that were coming from the screen were too well placed, too precise to his actions, to really be a recording, from the past or from the future.

In reality, it was all a sly trick on Velocirapture's part. The dracoraptor was really over a mile away in his own home, having set up a little scene that replicated the lighting conditions Thyge's apartment would have. He'd also managed to squeeze the password for Thyge's computer out too - a process that had a lot of squeezing involved - and re-enabled the wireless connection to the Internet. After that, it took little effort on his part to set up a dummy file that activated both his own and Thyge's web-cameras while appearing to be a normal video file, and then hack the boy's computer from afar.

Now, the plan wasn't without drawbacks. The dummy file had actually taken him a few hours to make up, considering that it was to act like a convincing video player, and the frame-rate chugged between them, especially with the video capture software he was running at the same time. The mere wait for his elaborate plan to start working was something else entirely, too, especially since he needed to stay in the same place while Thyge got himself all horned up.

However, the sight of his favorite boy-toy playing with his own butt, while convinced that he was really looking at some recording the villain had made, was well worth the time and energy that had gone into it all. It was especially gratifying to see that Thyge wasn't even pausing to think of the commands he was being given, nor check to see if a certain light on the bottom of the laptop hadn't been covered in electrical tape.

And then the moans came through, being picked up by the laptops fortunately powerful microphone. These made Velocirapture laugh to himself, inside his head. "Oohhhh, K-Kraken...not so rough..." the guilmon panted to himself, closing his eyes as his pillow began to get soggy from his drool.

"No, rougher, Lover Boy. Shove your fingers down your hole." Velocirapture growled sensually into the microphone in his mask, his grin growing as he watched it happen without hesitation. With nary a moment to lube his fingers up, Thyge promptly switched hands, the one at his ass moving to his cock and the hand with pre slathered along his fingers slipping up and between his bubble butt's firm globes. "To the knuckle." he added when he saw the two digits only slide partially in, Thyge giving off a whimper before he shoved them in, good and quick.

The squelch made to the sinking only made Velocirapture's shafts drool all the more, as he sat on his couch, holding back a few moans of his own as he leaned back. Adjusting the camera appropriately, the dracoraptor didn't respond as a knock came to his door, merely reaching down to the keyboard and pressing a key to see who it was there.

Satisfied with the image that came up, of a lithe fox standing around in a buttoned-down shirt, the fur obviously overheating, the man sent out a few shafts to the door. His grin grew slightly as his tentacocks abruptly opened the door and wrapped themselves about the vulpine, pulling him in before the young man had enough time to gasp. As soon as he was properly gagged with a rubber shaft, and pulled into another room to properly begin his due services in pleasing his "customer", Velocirapture turned his gaze back to the video screen.

"Good boy," he purred to Thyge as the guilmon whimpered again in need, "Just keep it up, you know how it pleases your master to see you get off his orders." The flow of pre coming out from his twin dicks increased, as the fox was put into use along with the other delivery boys that Kraken D'Waggin would have received that day. He would probably be the last for the day, but Velocirapture planned to tip him well - after all, the fox had delivered his pizza in well under the time it would have normally taken to get there, and he wasn't even getting a sticky meal.

That, as it were, would be saved for Thyge. All he really needed the others for was just to get him good and wound up for the boy.

"Ooohhhh, K-Krak-ken!" Thyge shouted out into the room, whimpering again as he squeezed at the red head of his cock, the guilmon biting his lip as he lay there. "F-Fuck m-" As much as Velocirapture loved his name being called out in sex, whether it be one identity or the other, he still felt the need to interrupt his boy and correct him.

"Not Kraken." he firmly growled to Thyge. "Kraken is me, Lover Boy, but he's only a mask. A facade." The guilmon panted again, wordlessly searching for something to scream out, even as his balls and cock screamed for release.

The villain allowed the pause to grow for a few long moments, before he smirked and whispered out, "I am Velocirapture, little slut...call me master." The effects were instantaneous, just as he'd hoped.

"M-MM-MAAASSTEEEEEEEEERRR!" Thyge cried out as he came, and came hard, letting out a long, drawn out moan as his dick erupted onto the bedspread. The boy shoved as many of his fingers as he could into his rump - not trying to include the thumb, to the villain's slight dismay - as he milked himself for all he was worth, panting as he ran out of breath from his mating call. Thyge's face flushed a deep red as his eyes glazed over in bliss, drool falling from his chin as his tongue lolled out over his lips. It was a picture that, had there not been an entire video to back it up, was completely detached to the Thyge from before.

Needless to say, the dracoraptor loved it; already he was making plans as to spread the image outwards, possibly to advertise a few "privileges" among those who willingly joined him later down the line.

Grunting as he held back an orgasm of his own, a hardier feat than normal considering who it was for, the super-villain hissed as he jerked both members in one hand. Allowing the stream of pre to flow into his lap, and the leather couch he was sitting on, the man waited until Thyge had tired himself out from his mind blowing experience, before seductively grinning into the camera.

"Now, Thygy boy...tell me. Who is your master?" Unlike before, there was a bit of hesitation to the reply, although there was no doubt that it was from a mere lack of breath than anything else.

"Y-You, Velo-" Thyge started, before he wet his lips and started again, "Velocirapture..."

"Who owns that ass of yours?"

"Yo-ou...master..."

The dracoraptor's grin turned all the more evil, if that were possible, as he leaned in closer. "And, pray tell, Lover Boy, will you suck up that hot load of yours and come see me at quarter past two, in the house that 'belongs' to Kraken D'Waggin?"

There was no verbal reply for what Thyge had on his mind. Instead, the boy scooted himself backwards and began to slurp at the load of his cum staining the bed sheets, turning himself around to have his ass face the camera. Velocirapture was pleased.

"I thought as much...feel free to have lunch before you leave, Lover Boy. Just bear in mind, you're going to have an extended dinner with me, as well as dessert..."

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Thyge/Loverboy and Lance belong to Taiko Akito

Kraken D'Waggin/Velocirapture and Kraken D'Orca belongs to Kraken D'Waggin

Guilmon and Growlmon are all property of Digimon/Bandai.