FSE

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Chapter one

Part two of the story I submitted for IRAD.

I hope you enjoy this one! =)

Thank you so, so much for all of your support.

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Digital Destiny

Chapter two

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Over the consecutive days, Blake saw his sister move out, making her promise she would visit often and not forget about him and his dear friend whilst away. She had willfully and laughingly accepted the contract, but not before sealing off a deal first, of course. Secretly, she asked Renamon to take her role whilst she was absent. The Digimon was confused as to what she was supposed to accomplish, but the sibling had simply told her she would do fine if she followed her heart. The enigmatic demand was left as such, hard to decipher and vague.

What Renamon and Blake did not know was that the sister had seen just how close the two of them were becoming with every passing day. She had pondered upon their possible union for hours on end, but it was clear as crystal that the two of them were showing affection for the other, affection that lead to something more meaningful than a simple partnership even at this point in time. Wanting happiness for the duo, her departure from the apartment felt incredibly well-timed because Blake would have someone to talk to and in fact, he would not be left all alone as she originally feared.

With a lot less worry than expected, the separation had gone well and Blake even found a renewal of productivity and happiness in himself, for reasons unknown. This particular evening, he had gone straight for the forest located behind the apartment complex rather than go home and change first. He wished to meet the Digimon before entering the comfort of his own home. He seemed to shine in delight when he finally reached the Renamon, near the little river she was usually found strolling about. It was her favorite meditation area.

"Hey!" he shouted as he approached her own little elevated and peaceful haven; a rather small yet bushy tree. "How are you doing up there?"

She smirked as he hopped from one stone to the next, crossing the water current before reaching the trunk of the observatory. She lowered herself and offered her paw so that he could join her on the branch she was crouched on. With her assistance and without any grace on his part, he eventually accomplished the steep climb and released a sigh as he rested his behind a few inches from hers. He was close, perhaps a bit too much, but she minded not of such a thing since he was her master. She would not notice how contently he watched her as her own eyes lost themselves in the calm water source that reigned peacefully under both of them, flowing in between the roots of the tree and the nearby stones.

"I can't blame you for coming over here almost every day," he began. "I think we're very much the same when it comes to taking small breaks from... well, people, haha."

"I agree," she nodded. "I'm not exactly the most social Digimon myself. I think I do not even mind being obligated to live in the shadows in this world as well, truth be told."

His smile faded.

"Did you live all by yourself in your world?"

"You are correct. I never needed much interaction to be satisfied either. In fact, I always preferred being solitary and meditating all by myself."

She glanced back at him for a second or two before her gaze returned to the creek.

"It is a bit different now that I have met you and your sister, however."

"I'm glad. I hope we can be there for you if you need anything."

"I shall remember this, tamer."

He nodded.

"Were you mostly alone because you did not fit in with the other creatures in your realm or did you just prefer it that way, Rena?"

"I believe I have been looking for my purpose for a very long time and as such, I neglected my happiness and sociability. One may call it an obsession. There has to be a reason I was created. It simply would not be logical for data not to serve any explicit and outlined role in this world or any other."

"I don't agree."

He met a quizzical and expecting face.

"How come?"

"Maybe you're just here because you were lucky enough to experience life on Earth? Perhaps that's why you're here, to finally discover your inner self?"

It did not seem like a viable theory for the digital monster and she wished to retort, but her master's eyes prevented her from doing so. His simple hypothesis was sincere and in a way, she felt he attempted to reassure her with his words.

"You know," he then stated, "I think the other creatures in your home may have been intimidated by you, Renamon."

"I fear I do not understand, Blake."

"Well, your title of Digimon Queen would be enough to make me tremble if I was not aware of how kind, respectful and humble you can be. And let's not talk about just how strong you are too."

"Oh, flattery," she unintentionally scoffed.

"Maybe, but you know this is all true, Rena."

She joined her paws together and seemed to be juggling with the speculation for a moment whilst he spoke some more.

"I just hope I'm doing a good job at serving you, your Digital Highness."

His playful way to turn the situation around made her giggle softly, something usually rare for her to do.

"I assure you that you are exceeding my expectations... and greatly, if I might add," she announced with a look filled with honesty and gratefulness.

He leaned towards her and she remained motionless as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Her long fluffy tail wagged and her fur spiked up, showing a clear surprise and guardedness. The love-filled gesture was not exactly returned by the lady, to the young man's disappointment. The one-sided hug lasted for a few seconds, but was ceased when he saw the discomfort he had caused in the Renamon.

"Let's go home, Rena. We don't want to be here when the cold settles in, right?" he said, attempting to shake off the awkwardness he had summoned.

"R-right, Blake," she pronounced, her mind elsewhere.

The human put his hands into his pockets and looked at the ground as the two of them headed to the apartment together, opting to take the quick route, without using supersonic means of transportation for obvious reasons. When they arrived, Renamon headed to Emma's room, which was now hers, whilst Blake went and turned on his computer so that he could search for something to cook this evening in his recipe folder.

Blake rested his chin into his palm as he idly stared at the monitor whilst the computer was booting. His eyes focused on the screen whilst he tried to shake off some of the thoughts that had remained in his head ever since his display of affection back on the tree branch. Had it been a bad move to attempt to hug the creature? He felt as if they liked one another, but perhaps was the Digimon not ready for this kind of friendlier affection? He almost fell into a terrible abyss of harsh self-criticism and reminiscence, but chose to concentrate at the task at hand instead.

However, as much as he willed to, he could not find his fabled dossier containing the multiple recipes he had typed out in order to keep eating somewhat healthily. Seconds passed, followed by minutes as he hurryingly tried to seek out where the files were hidden. He huffed and began to lose his temper the deeper he lost himself into the content of the computer's hard drive. Soon enough, a familiar presence behind him would make him halt his disoriented quest.

"Is everything all right, Blake?"

She must have heard his despair with her fine and sensitive ears.

"I can't find what I'm looking for," he admitted plainly. "Emma might have moved some stuff on the compy before she left, I think."

"What seems to be the problem?"

He glanced over his shoulder, his fingers gripping his hair out of unfortunate frustration. It would have been difficult to hide his defeated expression from Renamon. Even then, he sensed a slimmer of hope when he looked at the kitsune, who was leaning against the door frame, arms closed and her head slightly cocked to the side, trying to understand the issue.

"It's just that stupid folder. I can't find my documents about recipes. I need to find it if I want to try and cook something decent for us tonight."

"Would it be possible to search the hard drive with the name of your folder?"

It almost discouraged him to see that even a being from out of this world seemed to know more about computers than he did. Not only was this embarrassing, but it was also completely true. Blake's sister usually did all the computer works. She even set up his games for him with the fear he might install some malwares in the process if he did it by himself, somehow. He shrugged in despair and let the fox come closer to see if she could attempt to help him with his quandary.

"So this is your computer?" she asked, approaching the machine.

The young man nodded and watched as the Digimon bent down and placed one of her furry palms on top of the tower. Her eyes were calculating and radiating of curiosity.

They then began to strangely shine with a cyan gleam and almost out of nowhere, some kind of aura wrapped the tip of the fox lady's digits. The mysterious energy then reached the computer and infiltrated it. Blake scooted closer as the Renamon fell to a deep state of self-awareness and focus, absorbing the technology's information and power as little binary zeros and ones coursed from the CPU and up all the way into her appendage, infiltrating her veins and visibly reaching every part of her body. The digital being was executing a synchronization of her own data with the computer's, something the young man never had imagined possible.

"What the heck...?" he murmured.

The human was rapidly reassured when the experience ended, the Renamon he knew coming back to her true self after a moment. She turned towards him with a mix of confusion and bewilderment in her vulpine face.

"The data... this information," she pronounced softly. "I have... absorbed it."

She paused, waiting for her tamer to add on to her realization, but he was just as astonished by the amazing and unforeseen event.

"I... know where your recipe folder is... and all of its content, Blake."

The Digimon then proceeded to describe the precise document the young man had searched for by enumerating the ingredients and required amount of multiple dishes, as well as every written step present in order to complete the meal. Needless to say, this newly found ability caused the two friends to be joyous about the possible applications of such a fantastic power, but their contentment was brought to an abrupt end when the kitsune brought a paw to her vulpine head, suddenly feeling drained from the intake of data. The young man helped her sit on the bed and held her gently as she massaged the area that lightly stung from the happening.

"Are you okay, Rena?" he asked, worried.

"I believe so, Blake. I simply feel... tired. Perhaps was this more demanding than I thought."

"What happened? How did you discover you could do what you just did? I just don't get it."

"I... am unsure about that. I feel as if I could "read" your computer just then, or perhaps I could hear it speak to me as I absorbed its reachable knowledge."

"How odd. Might be better if you lay down for a while. I guess it must feel like if you read a thousand books in just a moment, huh?"

She reclined and released a small chuckle, looking back at the human.

"Quite the adorable comparison, I must say."

He rubbed the back of his neck, choosing to bask in the subtle flattery. Blake could be so simplistic in his way to describe his impressions, compared to the sophisticated creature he lived with. Still, he had a hunch she was quite fond of this side he possessed. She might have found it cute, he thought. She was secretive when it came to transmit her approval, but as the days had passed, the tamer had been able to pick up onto her inconspicuous emotional cues more effectively. They grew closer because of this mutual and sentimental adaptation, to the point where they began to know what the other might have thought about just by being in their presence. It was phenomenal.

That evening, Renamon was served a good meal and was then ordered to dine with her master, a command she gladly accepted. Although she still thought her place was not to be at the same table out of modesty, the experience proved to be positive every time it was repeated. It pleased them both to eat together and in fact, it encouraged the two to even do the dishes side-by-side that night, a first. After all, there was no denying that their special relationship was not purely that of a master and his Digimon. Oh no, it was so much more and soon enough, the duo would learn of a deeper emotional connection growing between them.

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"Hiya, you two!"

The greeting had been thrown at them both as soon as the door had made its trademark creaking noise. The sister's appearances had a tendency to be random, to say the least. Renamon and her tamer had yet again been startled by Emma's surprise visit that day, which marked a full month since they had began living just the two of them. It was also clear that the girl was excited about something or that she perhaps held a few plans in her explosive mind, judging from how bouncy she was. The theory was proven when polite greetings were cast aside by the young woman, instead focusing her attention on the kitsune alone.

"Rena, my room. Right away, please!"

As quickly as she had manifested herself, Emma had grabbed the Digimon by her wrist and the duo was out of sight. The door to Renamon's room was slammed shut and the sister, barely able to contain her excitement, finally explained herself when the two females were alone:

"I figured it all out," she declared in a slightly too loud and articulate whisper, probably audible from the other side of the door. "You want clothes. That's why you're always shy and formal!"

The kitsune was obviously surprised by the bluntness of the statement and knew not how to even begin arguing against the point. Yet, there was a hint of curiosity in her look and the human would not fail in deciphering this precise element in her eyes.

"No wonder you blush and seem hesitant and so freaking cold, you need to put something on to hide yourself. I mean, look at these hot curves! Gotta keep them to yourself so the boys and girls don't latch onto you!"

Renamon immediately thought about Blake, something Emma could also perceive in her visibly occupied stance.

"Except of course if you want to make a special someone swoon... but I have some tricks to do that!"

"Ah, I... I see."

Without waiting around for too much time, Emma revealed a small duffel bag packed with all sorts of colorful clothes. As she opened the carriage, an array of multicolored garments spewed out, revealing all sorts of items. But as the Digimon took a closer look, it became evident that most of Emma's articles were, in fact, underwear for the most part. She aimed an innocent look at the human.

"Hehe! Come on, let's get on with it; try them on!"

"But, there are so many, Emma. Are all of these really for me?"

"You bet! Consider it a super gift from your BFF!"

The Renamon breathed deeply and smirked at the young woman, partly in disbelief but also in a form of thankfulness. The Digimon was not even sure she desired any clothes, but she motivated herself and was willing to try a few. She wished to ask a few questions, but as her gaze returned to Blake's sister, she would remain silent and blush whilst she observed the human, who was removing her clothes. Renamon's inactivity caught the girl's attention.

"It's fine, we're between girls! Come on, don't be shy by my underwear, Rena."

"Ah, of-of course."

She could not help herself but to compare her kitsune physique with the human's. She held the thought for a few seconds.

"I am not profoundly lady-like, am I?"

The concerned individual put her hands onto her hips and frowned.

"You are exquisitely lady-like, Renamon," she corrected. "You need to have more confidence in yourself!"

"Don't you think I am excessively different from your species and therefore... incompatible?"

"Not at all," she objected. "You might have fur, a tail and all that good stuff, but like I'm saying, these are good things. Plus, you really have a... hot physique, Rena. I mean, I got a boyfriend and all, but I'm still jealous of your curves, girl."

"Oh?"

"Did you picture how extremely sexy these clothes will make you? I think I'm scared my lil' bro might bleed from his nose a bit too much if he stares at you for too long."

Renamon smiled.

"You think?"

"Affirmative, Rena! Have fun already!"

"All right, all right, Emma. I'll try..."

She brought a finger to her mouth and bit on it gently as she examined the big pile of clothes. Her cyan gaze wandered from one color to the next, to one design to another. It was a moment later than she decided on trying a crimson bra and matching panties. She held the items in her big furry digits and aiming a look at Emma, silently requesting her help. The girl went behind the Digimon and joyfully, slipped the brassiere into position before trying to actually attach it.

"Ah... snap," Emma pronounced.

"What's wrong?"

"Well," she began, a hint of envy in her look. "You're too... big, haha."

"Oh dear... What should we do?"

"Let's discard this one. Maybe I got a larger one somewhere in that stash."

They tried their luck with another bra, then another and so on until most of the collection was put aside. Thankfully, panties did not seem to be much of an issue and in fact, despite some of them being a tad too tight for the Renamon's curvy derriere, most were a good fit and looked fantastic on her if not completely inviting.

In the end, only half a dozen bras fitted the fox lady, or at least, were able to fit her without neglecting her intake of oxygen too dramatically. Even then, with the vixen's generousness in her chest area, wearing some of these brassieres enlarged her assets in a surreal way. Emma seemed to rejoice at the incredibly delicious and puffed up view, unlike the Digimon who was not used in seeing her womanly features so exposed and lustfully defined.

"How embarrassing," she muttered.

"Nonsense," the sister replied, positioning a large mirror in front of the digital creature. "Take a good look!"

The Renamon raised her eyes slowly, analyzing her whole form as she saw just how terribly seductive the underwear rendered her. Yet, despite her initial reluctance, she found herself pretty, if not adorable as she attempted to hide herself from her own sight by wrapping her arms around her bosom. Gradually, she revealed herself once more and observed her body with an unbiased point of view. A smile appeared on her lips when she pictured herself trying to socialize with Blake whilst wearing these delectable articles. He surely would turn his head around more than once, she thought.

"See?" a familiar tone would playfully reprehend, noticing the kitsune's brightened look.

The digital being sighed and petted her sides and her arms in a subtle and appreciative delight.

"Thank you, Emma. I am not used to this sort of... activity. I do think you were right; I might indeed look somewhat attractive with these lovely garments after all."

"You do," the human supported. "It's weird, my boyfriend also thinks I look sexier when I got minimal clothing on. I think it just accentuates our womanly features, maybe. I guess it is rather sensual when he's the one walking around wearing nothing but his boxers... mmm."

Renamon smiled and waited for her lingerie mentor's daydreaming to end before asking a question that lingered in her mind since the start of the exercise:

"Emma. When you said I was "freaking cold" earlier, did you mean it in a literal sense or did you believe that, well... I was indeed cold towards you in an emotional manner?"

The girl hung her head and glanced at the other female with an apologetic gaze.

"Sorry, it sort of escaped me. I didn't mean it in that way, it's just that I'm not super used to being around someone so calm and quiet except for my lil' bro."

"I apologize," the yellowish fox told as she hung her head and prepared herself to kneel. She was thankfully stopped by the human.

"No no, don't. Please, it's fine, Rena. I'm the hyperactive one around here. Heck, I think I got enough energy to beat the two of you in a fight anytime!"

Her playful demeanor made Renamon feel more at ease.

"Listen, I think it would be good if you tried to relax a bit and maybe loosen up to us in your own way, especially towards Blake. I... also know you may have a very deep connection to my brother and really, I don't think I can picture anyone else making him feel this merry. If your mutual affection blooms into true love, then I want both of you to make efforts to savor these wonderful emotions. I would be content knowing my brother joined to such a fantastic individual; you two are just perfect for one another in every way."

She was stunned by the girl's remarkable maturity and her generous honesty. To be able to feel her emotions without any obstacle and with a truly open heart made her open her eyes on the matter they discussed.

"Emma, I... was not aware of your concern. I am most honored to know your opinion and approval concerning a possible union between myself and your sibling. Such a noble deed to actually-"

Her attempt at explaining her point of view and her take on the human's speech was cut short by a pounce. This had to be the most informal way the sister could have shared her worries over the Digimon. Despite the bluntness of the action, the embrace was well received by the tall individual and in fact, was highly appreciated and a favorable start to the new Renamon. She felt invigorated and soothed by the discussion.

"Just promise me you'll try seducing him at least once or twice with these clothes, okay?"

A request the vixen accepted with a timid grin.

"I shall, at the very least, try..."

They shared a brief moment of complicity.

"Now," she then said as the girls broke the embrace. "I would require some more help with these obviously adequate attires, I believe."

Emma produced some sort of childish gasp and clasped her hands in pure bliss.

"You're gonna be the cutest vixen in the world, I tell you!"

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He wondered what the heck was going on in the adjacent room. Hearing Renamon giggling on the other side of the wall could either be a good thing or a proof of unusual mischief from his sister. Deciding on which option averred to be true was difficult. Nevertheless, the two girls did seem to have a good time exchanging and doing whatever they were up to. Blake wondered why he had this hunch his sister was plotting something against him with the regal being.

He shook off the thought and decided to make a trip into town before dawn would approach. He left a note for the two friends to let them know about his plans. Taking his coat and shoes, he headed out and profited of the sun's rays to rejuvenated himself. Naturally, it had been impossible to get the Renamon out of his head, something he was willing to endure for the time being.

Speaking of which, when the shenanigans with Emma ended, the digital creatures was left all alone in the apartment. After storing all her new clothes into a drawer, she had roamed the habitation for what seemed like an hour or perhaps two. Out of boredom, but mainly curiosity, she successfully retried to synchronize her data with Blake's computer, the inquisitiveness proving to be superior than her will to leave the young man's file all to himself. There could be an infinity of various information she could discover and learn from. She jumped from one file to the next, which ranged from games to essays and from music to images. It was very difficult to restrain her eager access, but rendering herself too fatigued after her experience would be of no help.

Then, something caught her attention a few minutes later.

"What's this?"

A hidden file could be sensed as she roamed the young man's personal folder. Indeed, there happened to be a picture folder among the multiple dossiers named:

"Renamon?" she wondered to herself.

According to her memories, she could not recall taking any photos with her tamer, yet the volume of the file would not lie, there might have been several hundred pictures within. She hesitated, but eventually ventured into the forbidden data pool. Once she did, cracking the password was a piece of cake and eventually, she gained access to all of the mysterious images, only to feel her heart skip a beat when she saw the erotic nature of most of the art within.

"This... this can't be," she said, reclining back as she began to browse through the many images in the file.

The unexpected finds shocked her at first, but as she checked the favorites folder, her gaze would dramatically change. Despite the pornographic trait most pictures possessed, she felt merry to see them, realizing that she was not, as she first thought, repulsive and too different for her tamer to appreciate her physique. Never had she thought such an attraction would have been possible for the human. She had the firm belief he would see her as a mere animal or as an extraterrestrial, but she had been so wrong, to her ultimate joy.

Her fear of incompatibility was destroyed in a matter of seconds, a soothing warmth invading her entire body at the realization her body would not be an obstacle to their feelings, but an ally instead. She had to shake off some sensual thoughts when she began to think about what Blake could have been willing to do with her, a gigantic blush appearing on her face.

"I'm home!"

She had been overly distracted by her unexpected and merry experience. To know that Blake might have been able to easily surpass the differences that lied between them and to actually love her like a true girlfriend rendered her brain to mush, for an instant.

"W-welcome home!" the Renamon told the human as he began discarding his outdoors clothes. She profited of the short moment he untied his shoe laces to slip through to her own room, accidentally leaving the compromising folder open as she escaped. She had timed the maneuver perfectly, the young man opening her door a minute later to properly greet her. His expression changed as he noticed her suspicious state of body and soul. The tiredness of the data synchronization was currently installing itself in her as he spoke.

"You look... shaken. Are you feeling well?"

It was also very challenging to restrain her plentiful happiness from escaping her whole body but somehow, she managed to pronounce something believable without launching herself at him for the greatest hug of the century.

"I am fine, I just came back from a training session."

"You haven't tried to merge your data with anything, right?"

"Of course not, tamer."

She held her breath as he stared her down. He shrugged, today's fatigue taking hold of him.

"I see. Well, I'll go take a short nap. Would you like to-"

"Help you in any way I can?" she cut. "Absolutely, Blake."

He scratched the back of his head, too tired to even question the Digimon's unusual behavior.

"Well, if you insist, I guess I could really fancy a soaked cloth to put on my forehead right now."

"Of course, I will be back in a moment."

Using a newly found strength, she jogged to the bathroom and took a moment to recollect herself by shaking her fox head. She was so fortunate the human could be so gullible and oblivious about what was happening around him at times. Somehow, the Renamon thought it was a cute trait and right this instanced, helped her very much in dissimulating her complete bliss towards him. She thought Emma was influencing her, to feel such sudden and elated emotions. It was all put to a stop when she entered his room, only to see him in shock as he saw the exposed Renamon material on his screen. She felt she would cease to exist when her eyes stared into his confused and ponderous gaze, the moist cloth dropping to the ground.

"Rena, you..."

She kneeled down and bowed down to him in the most respectful manner, her eyes closed and her tail hanging low. She had been caught.

"Shame on my soul, tamer. I lied to you and wished to keep this a secret only for myself. My deepest apologies."

"N-no, Rena, please. It's okay, really. I'm not mad or upset or anything."

He reached for her paw and seized it, causing her to look up and adopt a more suitable position.

"Somehow, I'm happy you found out by yourself."

"How come?"

"I can recall a short conversation we had a day or two after we met. It marked me. We were speaking of official rules when it came to a tamer and his Digimon. I clearly recall that you told me it was impossible for a human to have compassion for a Digimon. Something about loving data being illogical and pure madness."

He smiled in a sheepish manner.

"I wanted to tell you so hard, Rena. I really don't mind about data or not, myself. I tried to explain it to you and hint towards a brighter possibility, but I don't think you believed me. At least now, you can see I love your species, very much. I am... serious with this; you're much more than a bunch of zeros and ones to me, sweet Rena."

She could not believe her ears.

"Then, this changes my plans."

He lifted his head up in pure worry.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

They both stood up high, facing one another with only a few inches between them.

"Well... your sister asked me to... seduce you and try to find the romantic interest you have towards me in your soul; I willfully accepted. It seems I won't need to do that since I am now aware of the devotion you entertain for my species, whether romantic or in a more bodily fashion..."

"Well, uh... you can still, hmm... try it out, if you want to, of course..."

She held a small giggle. How adorable he could be.

"Perhaps I should indeed."

He stepped closer and placed his hands onto her shoulders, softly sliding them behind her back as she did the exacts same, the tip of her muzzle gently poking the top of his head until she opted to deposit a sweet kiss onto his forehead. He seemed to appreciate the gesture and as such, returned her love by nuzzling her puffy mane and delicate neck.

"And Rena?"

"Yes, dear tamer?"

"My affection, I have some for your species in general but I, uh... Most of it is aimed towards one specific Renamon, you know?"

"I know," she whispered. "The feelings are mutual, Blake."

"Rena. Let's spend the night together, cuddled and closer than ever before. Not as partners, but as... lovers."

"I could not have asked such a delight in any superior fashion. I am so enchanted to hear it from you, adorable master."

He stared at her for a few seconds.

"You seem so confident right now, Renamon. And you look... so happy."

She turned her head to reflect upon the true facts.

"I feel liberated, Blake. I have finally found it, my purpose. I was destined to be your Digimon, but also your mate, it seems. What odd worlds we live in. Never in my whole life have I experienced such joy and such a penetrating affection. I will cherish these moments for the rest of my days."

"I find you even more beautiful as you are right now. It's crazy... you're so perfect. I will make sure you stay this way, Rena; happy."

"Let's not delay our caresses any longer."

In just a few seconds, the couple found itself reclined on the bed, the young man clinging onto the Digimon as she kindly covered them both with the sheets. Soon enough, they would hug warmly, keeping as close as they could possibly be. He rubbed her side gently, letting his fingers lightly dig into her fur coat, appreciating both her wonderful texture and her feminine form. He sighed and buried his face in her shoulder as he was toppled by a wave of pure comfort. She breathed in his scent and returned his caresses by unhurriedly gliding her paw up and down his back. Despite being a human, he seemed to purr and sink deep into her heavenly embraces.

"Oh Rena, I have dreamed about cuddling you for such a long time. I feel so privileged to share my warmth with you."

"Fear not, this is no mirage and it never will be; I shall always be by your side."

He then turned around so that his back would face her, inviting her into a spooning position, which she gladly accepted. Being a tad taller than he was, it felt just right when her body adopted its place, her arm around his chest to keep him close. She was touched when he intertwined his fingers with hers, effectively securing her grasp on him. She used her other paw to gently take him by the chin and turn his head towards hers. His enamored eyes instantly comprehended that she wished to obtain a kiss, their very first.

Right then, it did not matter in the slightest if they were not from the same species or if they hailed from different worlds; his lips brushed onto hers and slowly, they had sealed their respective mouth together in a timid, yet incredibly splendid kiss. The delicious taste of this new gesture they had shared forced him to turn back around and savor a second one. His hand rose up and held the Renamon by the back of her vulpine head, petting at her small spike of fur. She melted in his hold, abandoning herself to his dexterous softness.

Fatigue would inevitably arrive during their romantic snuggles, but not before they could both enjoy their waltz of absolute infatuation for as long as their hearts requested.

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Playful caresses and amusing games became a distinctive part of the couple's life, causing a mutual happiness and satisfaction to rise between the two individuals. The demonstration of the romance they entertained brought joy and simply felt so right in their eyes. Naturally, Emma was absolutely ecstatic when she learned of the news, a few days later, and caused quite a ruckus in the apartment with her pronounced enthusiasm. She had even decided to organize a buffet and treated the two lovers to a delightful evening.

However, as the party ended and the sister had gone back to her own little haven of peacefulness, the soiree was only beginning for the Digimon and her tamer. Indeed, they talked for a some time while they ate the few, small remains of the great meal, drinking a bit of wine to wash it down, but not too much either, for they had the mutual feeling they wanted to remain sober for what could come later in the night.

The powers and circumstances that arranged two beings possessing such an extremely high compatibility to actually meet and exist in the same physical plane would perhaps never be understood, but one thing was certain: the result would be treasured for years and years to come, never to fade even in the slightest. Their union would have to remain a secret to all others, but it was but a miniature sacrifice compared to the importance and the meaning of their relationship.

"You know, I do still feel horrible from invading on your privacy the other day," the Renamon explained as she poked her digits together, admiringly looking at the human that sat beside her. "I might have a little something to show you tonight to excuse myself, if you're willing to see."

"Sure, but don't feel too bad, okay?"

"Understood."

She briefly put a paw onto his cheek in a sign of affection before heading in his bedroom, which was now hers as well.

"Now, would it be too much to ask if you could close your eyes, tamer? And dim the lights as well?"

It was done in an instant, giving just enough time for the vixen to put on a little surprise for her esteemed tamer.

"I do hope you like my body," she told him as she came out of hiding in the dim lighting, knowing she would get a reaction out of him.

"I'd worship it every day if I could. Sometimes it's hard not to stare when you... you..."

He fell silent when the digital fox was in view.

"How interesting. I do believe I have found a solution to this unfortunate problem, tamer."

"Luh...looks like it."

She paraded her way to him, wearing a lovely set of lingerie that complimented her beautiful assets. The purplish underwear matched her sleeves perfectly and as such, doubled the lustfulness she exposed to the human. She never thought it would have been so empowering and pleasant to see his stunned expression. He did not seem to know where to look, his eyes darting from one sight to the next. From the tightness of her bra to the perfect line her thong drew, it felt as if she were the next wonder of this planet, according to him. She spun around and watched him with a timid, but fairly confident expression for what she was actually doing. The practice she had executed in front of her mirror had paid off, it appeared.

"W-w-wow, Rena..." he finally stuttered.

"Am I acceptable?"

"Y-you're so mu-much more than that!"

She stepped closer and held his face between her paws, a deeper blush starting to appear on both faces.

"Could I ask for an equivalent sight, Blake? I would love to see your body from up close."

"Naturally."

He stripped down in front of her, trying to look as seductive as he could whilst his skin was revealed gradually. First came off the shirt, shortly followed by his pants and socks. Only a single piece of clothing remained, a final barrier for the Renamon's expectant eyes. She appreciated the sight plenty and it even was difficult not to fall for the impulsion of seizing his underwear and slide it down his legs.

"I am slightly nervous, love," he admitted, sharing her hungry stare as he too, visually tasted her body.

"Me as well," she added, holding him close. "I feel ready, but what about you?"

"I dreamed about this so many freaking times, Rena. I just want to make it right."

"If you follow your heart and devotion, then there shall not be any issue, I firmly believe it."

Her encouragement motivated him.

"Say, would you like to go to the forest?"

A strange request for just about anyone but for them both, taking in consideration that one peculiar spot in the woods signified a great deal. It was there that they had first met after all.

"Oh, that sounds lovely, actually."

"I agree. We will be able to do anything we want over there, you know?"

He only had the time to take a single breath before he felt the kitsne's touch and found himself in an unknown location, feeling dizzy. Slowly, his eyesight would readapt and reveal that he was indeed in the forest, with the Renamon hugging him tightly so he would not lose his balance. He returned her affection once his head stopped spinning, her paw enticing him to bury his face into her mane deep enough to feel her generous breasts. He gladly kept her close to him just as well, looking back into her sky blue eyes.

"It is fairly cold for a furless individual like yourself, out here. I shall respect my oath and keep you warm by any means necessary, my dear tamer."

He giggled in her mane and snatched a quick kiss on her muzzle lips before wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. The vulpine being's tone was gentle and affectionate:

"I believe we both want the very same thing to occur in this specific location, don't we?"

"You could not speak truer words, Renamon."

The place where they stood could be remembered as the very first location they gazes had met, along with their appearance of their very first memory, as short as it was. It was in this precise area that the Renamon had first materialized and turned both her life and Blake's upside down. The events that had transpired still were plentifully enigmatic, but on this cozy night, the duo wished to bring a new meaning to their secret little haven. They exchanged caresses for a good while before they sat on the nearby log, leaning onto each other as hands and paws joined in harmony.

"Rena, I want to touch you," he whispered. "You can... touch me too, if you feel ready."

She kissed him and placed her nose against his, eyes locked into a passionate stare.

"I want my data to synchronize with yours in the most intimate way, Blake."

She put it in the most adorable way she could manage. It was time finally time...

His hand guided her paw down his chest and lured it downwards to reach his boxers. Finding his member was no problem, especially since he was already fairly aroused. The Digimon's three digits felt so exotic when they entered his underwear and began to massage his special spot. It was completely different from a human hand and added with the fur, it was very stimulating to say the least. He leaned back and let his love use her second limb to join in on the fun, removing the clothing altogether and gently seizing his sack. He purred in contentment and let her do as she pleased, taking in all of the sensual stimulation, her cautious rubbing sending him to heaven.

"Do you like what I have?" he asked the vixen.

"I certainly do. It is very cute and so... tempting."

It was during this moment that he felt her use a single hand once more. He wondered where the second paw had gone, only so see it was busy caressing one of her partially hidden and lush mounds. He scooted closer and went ahead to help her with the task, placing a palm on her free breast and groping it tenderly, appreciating it's softness and fuzzy texture. Precum began to seep out of his tip, signifying that the fox lady was doing a very good job down there. She seemed to notice that, licking her muzzle lips in a gleeful hunger.

Soon enough, the yellowish creature stood up in front of the human and resumed her activities, gripping his stick more firmly and grabbing him by the back of his head so that she could make him lean into her cleavage. The young man dug his way under the luxuriant mane and found what he was looking for. He glanced up, meeting with a nod of approval as his hands rose up and held both of her large mounds. He fondled them and moaned between each of them in merriness. He had waited for so long to do this. Then, he would lose control of himself and use his mouth as well to kiss them, lick them and take good care of the lady's bosom.

She slid a paw down to reach her own sexual organs as Blake sought and found her nipples, only to tease them and play with them mercilessly, causing many lecherous sensations to travel the entirety of her sexy physique. It felt so much more arousing than if she were to touch herself all alone without him. He had a inexplicable way to make her feel so good that she could not do anything but succumb to her desires, fingering her pussy and giving the human an even firmer hand job as a fair retribution.

"Oh, fudge..." he moaned.

He decided to suck on her bust and give a new task to his free hand, who slowly slid down to reach the Renamon's paw. It went past it and using two fingers, tested her entrance to see if she were ready to accept his digits. She smiled for a second under her muzzle and helped the young man along in his quest for the cave. She was insanely warm on the inside and the sole fact of knowing it was his fingers that wiggled inside her tunnel created the most erotic appetite she had even experienced. She abandoned herself when he slowly trusted his pair of extremities in and out of her, becoming more moist by the minute.

Soon enough, it was too much to take. She bent over, putting her palms onto the log and adopting a position that made her ready for some doggy style loving, motioning for her tamer to move over and follow her sexual lead.

"Please don't make me wait, tamer. My most precious data is leaking out for you; I want it all right this instant..."

Just like she were, he was dying to please her most feral needs to the best of his capabilities. He placed himself behind her and held onto her round derriere, rubbing it for a few seconds before he grinded his erect member between her cheeks. Their breaths began to get louder and synchronize the more he rubbed and ultimately, the teasing was too much to handle for either of them.

He gently pushed the tip of his wand between the vixen's lips, prodding her as he firmly grabbed her furry bum. After that, he pushed harder, clenching his teeth and letting out a grunt as his manhood gently glided inside the Digimon's moist pussy. They exchanged a satisfied and lustful expression and enjoyed the very special moment for a second or two before starting their work.

The young man simply held onto Renamon as she assumed control of the position by slowly going back and forth, the amount of sheer excitement rising and rising as she quickly adapted a fast rhythm. They were both so excited from their earlier activity that it took almost no effort to reach a stupendously arousing pace, naughty noises being produced from their carnal lovemaking, each slap provoking their lust to grow to an even greater extent.

"Oh yes... yes... Let us become one, Blake."

Moans reappeared and doubled in intensity as time went by, the immense pleasure of their actions proved true time and time again as they simply could not stop.

"Rena... this is so... good."

"Keep going my love, don't be shy."

His hold on her became much more pronounced as he joined in on the pounding, responding to every bounce she executed with a strong pelvic trust. In a matter of seconds, his lap became warm and wet from all of her juices. He felt as if she were becoming closer to her orgasm, but feared he would not be able to last this much longer before he would have his own.

"I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

He took his member out of her and grinded himself between her lush cheeks once more, hot-dogging to his heart's content, her fur adding so much more to the ultimate stimulation. He released a series of sighs and grunts as he felt the climax of the experience come dangerously close. He trusted once, twice and then, his warm seed literally seemed to flood out of his member. He came and delivered such a great amount of semen, all of it landing onto the sexy Renamon's back and making her purr in delight as she looked back at her tamer, staring as an expression of pure bliss appeared on his face.

"Oh dear..." he huffed. "There is so... much of it..."

The Renamon kept her bottom against him, her tail wrapping around his upper body in a subtle persuasion.

"My turn, sweet Blake."

"Of course, Rena. Show me... how you want it."

She rose from her position and glued the human to her back, moving his hands to the front of her sensuous physique. He had the chance to hold her breasts and play with them once more, showing they might as well have been his favorite part of the Digimon's form. Her chest appeared to be fairly sensitive and as such, she too, began to feel her orgasm come closer the more her tamer touched her. She slid a digit into her vixenhood and abandoned herself in his embrace. She was agreeably surprised to feel one of his hands wander down, caressing her stomach as it went. In the end, it rested upon her own paw, helping it along once more. This caused a real shock to travel throughout her whole form yet again, to the point of making her tongue hang out of her mouth like a real animalistic beast.

"Oh Blake... Blake... Blake, yes..."

He let his dexterous finger seize her very special button down above her pussy, circling it gently, but with a good hold nevertheless. This threw her off the edge, making her let out a few cries of pure ecstasy along with a fair quantity of fluids.

"AH! Ahhh!"

She remained petrified for a few seconds, more of her sex data gushing out and dripping onto the ground, effectively marking the area with their most genuine proof of love. It took them both a moment to recover from the surreal experience, remaining as close as they could possibly be. Then, the Renamon had turned around and hugged the human tightly before they both sat back on the fallen tree trunk, where it had all began and ended.

"How... extraordinary," the kitsune whispered in-between breaths. "Such an incredible and sensuous thing this really was."

"I agree, phew... That was so awesome and steamy. We really didn't hold anything back, did we, love?"

She laughed softly.

"I wholeheartedly concur, sweet Blake. I must say, this has exceeded my wildest fantasies."

"Mine as well, I'm so... in love right now."

They turned and face one another, engaging into a well-deserved session of snuggling.

"I'm willing to live the rest of my life with you, even if it means I will have to be the most secretive living being on this planet. Our love will keep us going and I have absolutely no regret about being here, with you. I feel as if I began living when we met and I just can't see myself return into my own universe if it was even possible, Blake. I would reject the offer without any second thought."

"I'm so glad. I don't think I could make it without you, Rena."

"I love you, Blake."

"I love you too, lovely. I always did and always will."

That night, the duo spent their night in the forest, huddled together in a mix of comfort and affection. It felt as if nothing could ever set them apart. A proud feeling of achievement and satisfaction was shared over the fact that they had finally accessed their deepest emotions and as such, had unlocked a vital step in their relationship. They would never forget this unbelievable moment. Without a doubt, this would be the first of many more nights of emotional connection and heart-guided pleasure they would share, their tight bond deprived of any uncertainties or apprehension.