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“And a hot dog with everything," Ichiro ordered from a vendor. It was three whole bags. Chips, soda, several burgers and hot dogs.

Salivating by his side, his stubby yellow tail wagging, was Sol. Ichiro wisely did not look directly at him as he took the food lest the doe eyes he'd strike him with break his composure completely and he didn't want him to swallow paper.

“Just wait," he said as Sol tried to snatch a bag. He looked at him, then almost laughed at the pathetic expression and stomach rumble he heard.

Sol was an agumon with long claws and gorgeously emerald eyes. He wore a slightly-oversized yellow hoodie with a stylised cat on the front. Something Ichiro once had to fight to get him into and now he fought to get it off him when he needed to wash it.

Quite a lot of eyes were on the two. No hoodie could disguise an agumon in public. Yet, the sight of a digimon was not as rare as it once had been.

Not common by a long shot. It still drew quite a lot of attention, kids running up to them, adults watching warily as memories of digital monsters rampaging through the world flashed through their minds.

Not common but not so unheard of that they had to actually disguise him.

And for once they were not the most interesting thing around. At the Adventure Amusement Park, there were far more important things for people to be doing than gawking at them.

Finding a bench that no weary parent already sat on was hard and had Sol taking a few extra attempts to steal the food before he found a spot at last.

“Come on, Ichi," Sol pleaded as they sat down and he was barred from tearing the bags apart.

“Patience," Ichiro replied, unable to hold a smirk as he purposefully dragged it out. He waved a chip over Sol's nose and the agumon chomped it.

He might have lost a finger, but his teeth only grazed his fingers. Ichiro's expression turned daring as Sol's teeth clamped his finger in his mouth. “I'm probably not as tasty as all this, y'know?"

He gestured to the food before them and Sol sucked his finger, making aggressive eye contact before hunger reminded him and he released him.

They ate and chatted about the park. It had been an idea for them to come here for years but only now did they come. They avoided any deep topics, just making light commentary about the rides they'd like to do and other attractions to visit.

“They're playing a movie at the theatre later, right?" Sol asked.

“They're always playing movies."

“Yeah, but this one has Digimon in it!"

“They always have Digimon in them," Ichiro replied, smirking as Sol snorted out a little smoke.

“In a starring role."

“There you go." He bopped him on the snout with a bar of chocolate and Sol's eyes went wide. “See something you like?"

“Yes."

Realizing his fingers were in peril yet again, he dropped it on Sol's nose, letting it balance a moment as he grabbed for it.

Ichiro watched his partner devour the chocolate with a smile before grimacing at his hoodie. It was stained with crumbs and other things and he spoke without thinking, “I'm gonna need to wash that."

He fell silent with a flash of horror as Sol rolled his eyes. “Good luck getting it off…," he trailed off, hitting the same thought that Ichiro had.

They both glanced down, the food was heavy in their bellies.

Ichiro plastered a smile across his face. “Well, we should see who throws up first on the rollercoaster!" he said with adamant cheerfulness.

Sol glanced up, uncertain for a moment before he also smiled. “No height limit is stopping me! Race ya, Ichi."

“A couple years ago it might," Ichi agreed, using his longer legs to easily keep up with Sol's clumsy run. “Remember Dream Park?"

“More like a nightmare," Sol agreed.

“Considering you fell off, yes, I would agree."

Sol snickered. “That hurt so much," he said happily. “You had to be my nurse."

“I'm surprised you didn't die."

“You weren't that bad of a nurse."

“That's NOT what I meant."

“It's what I meant though~" Sol teased, ducking away as Ichi tried to grab him. They played cat and mouse until they reached The Punisher.

Ichi felt cold sweat build on the back of his neck as he looked up, and up, and up some more. He'd ridden Sol as a wargreymon across a battlefield of island-destroying Digimon while getting attacked and he felt a similar sort of fear.

At least with that incident things happened too fast to dread, now that he was looking up at the punisher. It was a looping, rolling, super-fast coaster. Near the end, there was a full ten seconds upside down going fast enough to remain on the ride.

Sol also grimaced as he looked up at that metal monstrosity of screaming souls dancing along the edge of the scythe. When Ichi looked down at him he made sure to look as confident as Ichi looked, both of them missing the other's expression before matching smirks.

“Scared?" Sol asked.

Ichi gave a bark of a laugh, a classic sign of his anxiety. Sol's smirk grew. “NO! You?"

Sol shrugged his shoulders slowly and long, a classic sign and Ichi's smirk grew as well. “As if."

Both convinced the other was scared shitless but too proud to admit it, as they were, they marched forwards. The line for this one was significantly shorter than the rest and they didn't have to wait long.

“I.D?" the operator asked as they stepped up. Ichi brought his out, almost nineteen years of age. Digimon were a bit more complicated and the operator eyed Sol dubiously. “You gonna be alright on this, little guy?"

Ichi had to fight to not roll his eyes as Sol literally puffed his chest out and spoke in a deep voice. “I'll be fine, little man."

The operator flashed a confused look at Ichi who with his eyes alone told him to just roll with it. He shrugged and let them on board.

They were strapped in, with quite a lot of straps. Had Ichi been any more claustrophobic he might not have been able to do this.

They had just enough wiggle room to place their hands together. Ichi squeezed, and Sol squeezed back.

“Not as scary as flying over an army of destroyers trying to kill us," Sol said with a slight waver.

Ichi couldn't help but laugh. “Absolutely."

It was their thing. When faced with a concerning challenge they just reminded each other that it wasn't as bad as that.

“No unbuckling," the operator said, running through the safety checks. “No trying to wriggle out. No reaching out of your seat. No heart attacks."

The ride began and the world around them became a blur. Ichi wasn't sure if he was screaming, that Sol was screaming, or if they were silent. The sound of wind in his ears was too loud, at several points they were moving so fast that the pressure of the wind pulled their eyelids open.

Strangely enough, the most Ichi really focused on throughout the insane ride was the feeling of Sol's spiky hand in his. They squeezed each other in a death grip the entire way, Sol was bruised and Ichi had been cut by his claws.

They laughed as they went off it.

“Not as bad as flying over a horde of death monsters trying to kill us," Ichi said cheerfully to the operator as they left, almost staggering against each other as their legs felt like jelly.

“Food now?" Sol asked.

“How can you be hungry? Did you throw up?"

“No, but I was so ready to Digivolve if, uh, something happened that I'm hungry again."

Ichi sighed at the weight of this burden placed unto his shoulders. “What am I going to do with you? You're gonna eat me out of house and hom…e."

And like that, the moment turned sour again. They both glanced down and away, all the little jokes that meant nothing but playful teasing now felt like reminders.

Reminders of a nasty bitter truth thrust on them on Ichiro's 18th birthday.

Slowly, but surely, Sol had been feeling the pull back to the Digital World. He was finding it harder to cross through the gates, and Ichi was finding it harder to open them. His Digivice almost seemed like it was running out of battery but he knew that was impossible.

They had searched for an explanation and had found it.

Older humans who had fought alongside Digimon. They were always children when they met and as they grew older, when they became adults….

For some reason they were separated.

They had resisted the idea for the whole year but it became impossible to deny.

First came denial but they had crossed that road a long time ago. Anger was easy and it mixed with bargaining. They became almost like vigilantes in the Digital World, trying to prove that they were a team so great that it would be a crime to separate them. Depression came and went, their little jokes and dreams of the future becoming sour reminders that it would never come to pass.

Ichi looked down, Sol looked up. “Hey," he said, drawing Ichi's eyes up his silly hoodie to his saurian face. “We were gonna see that movie, right?"

Ichi's misery was pushed aside and he smiled. “Right, how much popcorn are we getting?"

“All of it?" Sol asked hopefully.

“We'll see."

The movie playing was Angelamon Destined Digi Hero. Sol was given a jumbo tub of popcorn half the size of him, Ichi did not presume they would share. Sol would actually bite his hand off if he tried that.

Or place a surprise in the tub for him to grasp, he was a weirdo sometimes like that.

Ichi had seen the show that Sol made with a banana to never look at the fruit the same way ever again. With aggressive eye contact.

They'd always talked about coming here and so here they were. Living like they had minutes to live.

In a way they did, their lives together were nearing an end.

The theatre was modestly full and they weren't the only Digimon/Human pair in the joint, still, they made biting little pieces of commentary as they watched.

“It doesn't take that long to digivolve," Sol scoffed at the third dramatic, but recycled, transformation sequence. “If it took that long we'd be dead like a thousand times. The bad guy would just attack you in the middle of it."

“Haven't they heard of honour?" Ichi teased.

“What's that, a flavour of ice cream?"

“No, that's Daipenmon."

“You know that one of his sticks is called 'Lil' stiffy' right?"

“You can't be serious."

Having gone through actual battles many times, it was fun to watch some serialized combat and with actual Digimon helping the special effects were very realistic.

The movie had the disclaimer that no one was harmed in the making of it.

Still suffering the effects of the first ride, after the movie they went on a peaceful log ride. Sol in front so he could see with Ichi right behind him, hands on his shoulders or poking at his stubby tail as it wagged.

“It's really quite pretty," Sol sighed as they passed by a manufactured garden.

“Don't you think the Digital World is prettier?" Ichi asked, looking around them. “It is nice, but it's all fake. You know? All planted and pruned to 'look' wild but it really isn't."

Sol snickered. “I mean, you can literally modify the Digital World. There's probably more work put into making this place look wild than some whole forests!"

“Maybe, but that's just the groundwork isn't it?"

“Still counts."

“Mmm."

“Mm."

Ichi felt something on his waist and glanced down. His Digivice had given a weak buzz and he released Sol to examine it. The screen was flickering out and he felt his stomach drop. He tapped at it a little, the buttons on it had literally never made sense. They did what they needed to when they needed to, there was no sense.

It stopped vibrating, but a red light was blinking and his stomach clenched as a number appeared on the screen. Ticking down second by second.

It was a countdown.

He felt a flash of anger evaporating the queasiness. How dare the Digital World taunt him like this?

He almost wanted to throw it into the water and ignore it for the rest of the day.

He did not.

He lowered his arm as Sol glanced back at him. For a moment, Ichi didn't know what to say. Sol was looking at him questioningly, with a veil of sadness behind his eyes.

He lowered his hand and showed the screen.

Sol's face was always the most expressive as an agumon. Partly because it was the only form Ichi could look eye to eye with him, partly because he had no mask of any sort.

His big green eyes widened before lowering. His lip quivered and he turned around swiftly. “Oh," he said.

“Yeah," Ichi breathed. There was no question between them, no way to pretend that timer wasn't exactly what they knew it to be.

They had an hour.

Sol quivered slightly in front of him before taking a deep breath. “We-I-Ichi."

Ichi put both hands on Sol's shoulders and gave him a squeeze. “Let's go to the ferris wheel when we get off."

“Not home?"

Ichi frowned, fingers twitching for a moment. “We won't make it," he muttered, and he didn't want their last moments together to just be trying to go somewhere private. The ferris wheel was their best option.

The weight of the Digivice in his pocket made every step feel heavier, like leaden weights being pressed on his back as he went. They walked quickly, clearly in a hurry and people made room for them.

Maybe it was because one was a dinosaur. Maybe it was the expression on their faces. Sol led the way, holding Ichi with a hand. They held onto each other tightly.

They just stepped into a carriage without waiting for the operator to say anything and sat down, taking soft breaths in the silence that enveloped them.

The ride began to move, they were sitting on different seats. For a moment, for the first time ever between them, the space felt uncrossable. Unknowable.

From the day they met, Ichi barely a teenager, fitting together like a hand in a glove.

For the first time, there was an awkwardness between them. And they both hated it.

“Sol," Ichi began. He didn't know what to say when Sol looked up at him.

They were silent. Silent as the ride slowly crested upwards.

It wasn't until they neared the apex of the turn did Sol crack. There was no sound to the countdown on the Digivice but they could both hear it. Precious seconds slipped away into bitter silence, the testament to all their years together collapsing just like that.

“...I don't want to go," Sol whispered. Ichi looked up, his chest tightening at just those five little words.

Ichi felt sick. He nearly bent over, nearly put his head out the carriage but the clenching wasn't in his stomach, just his chest.

In his hand he grasped the Digivice, holding it so tightly he wondered if he could crack it. Break the clock, stop the countdown.

He knew he couldn't. It wasn't a taunt, it was the last little thanks for all he'd done. Rather than give a mocking countdown on his 18th birthday, it waited until the last hour so the count didn't burn as much.

But it still burned.

“Sol," Ichi said, his voice shaking. His eyes were going blurry but he blinked them away, not wanting to miss any second he had left of Sol. “You're… you're everything to me."

Sol almost flinched. “Don't say that," he said.

“You are, though."

“You have other things!"

Ichi smiled, head bowing slightly. “Nothing like you." His chest felt funny, his stomach light and heavy at once. “I… I want to tell you something I haven't told you before."

Sol was quiet, staring at him in a mixture of trepidation and something Ichi couldn't place.

“I… I always imagined we'd be together. Be you and I against the world. I was happy with that, just with… you."

Sol's expression crumpled slightly. “Ichi… please."

Ichi shook his head. “You have to know. I already have to imagine what life is going to be like without you. I can't not say this now."

“You'll be fine-"

“I love you."

Sol froze. Ichi wasn't looking at him, bent over his knees as if ashamed.

“I wish I had told you years ago," Ichi whispered. “I always thought I'd have more time."

“Ichi."

“I don't want you to go."

Sol flung himself across the gap and slammed into him, pulling him into a tight hug. “I love the human world," Sol muttered into his neck. “But you're the reason I always came back. I love you more than anything, why'd you have to say that? Why now?"

Ichi hugged him back as they both began to really break down. Wishing they have spoken up sooner, wishing that neither had said anything. It hurt and hurt more as Sol began to flicker.

Ichi gasped as he felt his arms almost moving through the Digimon as Sol fought back against the pull, trying desperately to hold on a little longer, defy the clock, hold on.

The Digivice rolled out of his pocket and fell to the ground, the screen flashed zero.

And then Sol was gone.

“No," Ichi said, softly at first. One moment he had warmth and weight in his arms and then nothing. He fell off his seat when Sol disappeared, having leaned forward too much. “No," he said again, looking left and right, heart thundering in his chest.

This wasn't fair.

This wasn't fair this wasn't fair this wasn't fair!

Struck with a sudden surge of inspired desperation, Ichi ripped his smartphone out of his pocket, snatched up his failing Digivice, and yelled out probably loud enough for the whole park to hear, “DIGIPORT OPEN!"

Nothing happened.

For a painful moment. He wasn't concerned about looking foolish and walking home defeated. Just the pain if nothing happened.

Nothing happened.

“Digi. Port. Open," Ichi repeated, tapping the devices against each other. “Please."

The Digivice gave off a whine of power fading, energy crackled around him.

And then he fell through the floor.

Ichi screamed for just a moment before he landed just a few feet on grass rather than plunging dozens of meters to meet the pavement with no wargreymon to catch him.

He landed on his feet which immediately buckled to gravity and his ass met the ground. The grass was soft but the stones under it were not so and he yelped, rolling around clutching himself.

No one was there to witness such an embarrassing moment, at least.

His chest remained feeling tight as Ichi composed himself to search. It had been a long time since he had been in the Digital World without Sol by his side.

The world was dangerous. From wild Digimon, to malicious ones, to merely the dangers of the land itself. He felt vulnerable, suddenly, naked and alone.

Ichi looked back and forth, taking in the dark trees, heavy vines, and large flat leaves sprouted out from the ground. There were sounds around him, all around him. He felt itchy, like bugs were crawling on him.

He slapped one from the back of his neck. Not just in his head.

“I have to move," he murmured. “Find Sol."

He took out his Digivice, hoping that it still worked. To his disappointment, crushing his stomach down even further, there was nothing. No power, no life, no sign that pointed him the way he needed to go.

He put it away. “Doesn't matter," he said to himself. “I can find him. I can always find him."

He wasn't dressed for spelunking but he hadn't been the first time he came here either. Only this time there wasn't an excited koromon bouncing around him.

The Digiport had popped him out of an old computer monitor that was dead otherwise right in the middle of a forest. He looked around him as he walked, the place looked familiar. It seemed a lot like Piximon's forest, but he couldn't be certain.

He had to look for fairy dust. If there was any of that sprinkled around he'd know what to do for sure.

Keeping a keen eye out, knowing that the dust was quite stark against the earthy browns and vibrant greens of the forest. Hot pink glitter tended to be quite stark against everything that wasn't the sun.

And to his joy and relief, he found some.

“Aha!" He poked a trail of dust on a leaf, grimacing as he imagined what the weird little Digimon might have been doing before leaving this spot. “I knew it. Piximon."

He considered his options from there. Piximon was easily the strongest Digimon in this area. If he started calling for him, someone dangerous might find him first but Piximon could drive them off.

If he arrived in time. There was no guarantee, especially considering the capricious nature of the fairy Digimon.

On the other hand, searching for Piximon was a nightmare. He tended to only show up when he felt like it, being small and nimble enough to fly circles around you without you even realizing it. Maybe he was already here?

It wouldn't surprise Ichi if he was. Piximon was the one to break the news that their time was running out and he did that in his special way of talking.

He frowned, feeling a flash of something and took a breath in. “PIXIMON!?" he shouted, voice reverberating through the clearing before being swallowed up by the trees.

He continued walking, bellowing out Piximon's name. There was no sign, not initially.

Then, Ichi spotted another pile of dust. This one was falling from one leaf to another, leaving a shining trail in the space between. Reflecting light, it caught his eye for a moment long enough.

His eyes widened as the dust shimmered slightly, forming a brief thumb that jerked a direction before the dust finished falling.

Trusting his gut, Ichi followed, kicking up dust as he began to run. Something in his chest told him to be quiet, and so he was. Following more fairy dust signs that pointed him the way. Why was Piximon doing this rather than coming to him directly?

He got his answer a few minutes later.

A distant murmur grew into a loud, aggressive, emotional sound and he slowed on reflex, listening carefully.

“-AND I'LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN OR HUG HIM OR GET TO LOOK AT HIM IN THE SHOWER THAT ONE TIME OR-"

His heart skipped several beats. Sol was there. Sol was HERE! And sobbing at a very-uncomfortable Piximon who was doing his best to evade Sol's attempts of using him as a cuddle stress release toy.

“Woh-woah-woah! DUDE!" Piximon yelled, flying between Sol's legs as he tried to pounce on him. “Dude! Dude! Dude! Just shut up and let me - DUDE!"

Sol clearly wasn't wanting to listen, only be heard and he managed to snag Piximon by his spear. The expression that flashed across his face clearly spoke of two thoughts he was having. Let go and lose it, or absolutely obliterate Sol on quite possibly a literal level.

Piximon looked up frantically and spotted Ichi grinning at him and sighed in relief. “Fucking finally." He yanked Sol forwards, spun him around and planted him on his ass. “THERE! Attack that one! Or reunite, whatever."

“I-Ichi?"

Piximon poked Sol's back with his spear. “There? Better."

He didn't mean he was itchy but he reserved his usual sass for bolting across the ground. “ICHI!"

“I'm getting itchy looking at you two," Piximon grumbled as Sol slammed into Ichi and the two of them laughed and cried as they embraced. “Separated for an hour and you'd think they haven't seen each other in years."

Ichi wrapped his arms around Sol, holding as tightly as he could as Sol bawled into his chest. He felt light, so very light that he could just float away.

His eyes snapped open. He looked down, almost expecting himself to be floating. He was feeling light, too light, unnaturally light.

Piximon saw his expression and sighed, shelving the sass to float over. “Dunno how the fuck you managed to get here," he said as Sol turned from crying to sniffling. “But you can't last long, can ya?"

“W-What do you mean?" Sol asked, looking back without breaking the hug.

“Dude," Piximon said, wincing. “It's sad, I get it, but it ain't gonna last. You wanna know the numbers of how many first couples stick together? It's not pretty."

They clutched each other tighter.

“Right, mathematics isn't your strong suit. The kid's a man now. And this whole partnership." He gestured at the two of them with his spear. “Is over."

“No!" Sol snapped, flames licking his teeth for a moment. He wouldn't be stupid enough to attack Piximon, however. Nor was it Piximon's fault, he closed his eyes trying to calm down. “No."

“What he said," Ichi said, pulling Sol against him. “I got here after the timer went out. I'll get back here again! You can't keep me away. Sol's my whole world, I don't fucking care what the rules are!"

“We did so much together," Sol agreed. “We did so much. And the program just thinks it can end it? No!"

Piximon looked between the two of them for a long, hard moment. “...okay, jeez. You were meant to hit acceptance by now but you're right back to denial."

“I'll denial your face!" Sol yelled.

“Keep your digidick in your hoodie," Piximon scoffed. “I'm thinking." He waved his spear again, like he was threatening them but not really. He began to float back and forth, pondering really hard.

“You two can't stay together," he said, floating up as they both snarled at him. “Because you're from different worlds. A real Romeo and Juliet situation. Or, I guess Romeo and Julian. And that's not something you can argue with." He affixed Ichi with a serious look. “You're right, you did do so much for us. And what you're threatening is that you'll become the baddies you beat out of spite. Naaah, that's not you and no bond is worth ruining yourself and everything you've done over it."

They did not look convinced by his argument.

He raised the spear again as they went to speak. “Let me finish! I said you're of two different worlds, the time is up… but." His mouth pinched as he pondered.

“But?" Sol ventured.

“But if you weren't there'd be no problem," he concluded. He gave Ichi a very heavy look. “You really sure that this dick is your whole world?"

“Yes."

“That's sad, fam." He flew over them as Sol tried to hit him with a burst of fire. “Lol, I'm gonna give you what you're asking for, try and set me on fire and I'll fuck you both up."

He leaned back and floated slowly over them, dust falling. “You're a program like the rest of us in the Digital World. Programs can be modified. You wanna be a Digimon?"

“W-Wanna be a Digimon?" Ichi spluttered. “Of, fucking, course I do."

“Furry."

“Hey!"

“Sorry, I think the word is scalie." He gave Sol a significant look that had Ichi flushing and Sol smirking. “Well, whatever. Your life and all that. You can use something called a Code Seed to edit yourself into a Digimon. Once upon a time it was, like, a plant seed but the internet has thoroughly fucked up what the word seed implies so it's something else nowadays."

He smirked at them, a positively lecherous expression and Ichi went bright red. “I kinda get that you don't mind the idea though. I saw the way you looked at Sol in Wargreymon form. Wargaymon, am I right?"

“You're so funny," Sol said flatly. “I've never heard that one before."

“You really should laugh," Piximon said, doing a long and complicated gesture with his hands as he talked. “I'm real sick of you eating my chips when you're pining over your guy there. I told ya you should have said something earlier. No one peeks at a Wargreymon's crotch piece that often by accident."

Ichi was growing even redder, it was going down his arms and Sol had the audacity to smirk at him. “Oh really?"

Piximon finished gesturing and floated to the ground and ran a glowing finger in a big circle around them. “Alright, buds, I'm really not eager to stick around for this. Have, uh, fun?"

He winked several times in succession and then flew away at top speed.

Once Piximon was gone, however, Sol's smirk faded and he looked to Ichi. “Are you sure?" he asked. “I mean we only just admitted we kinda like each other and-"

Ichi cut him off, leaning in to plant a kiss on his muzzle. A little chaste touch that drew a sigh from the agumon.

“I said you're my world," Ichi said, still in the hug with Sol. “I meant it, Sol."

They remained in the hug for a moment longer before Sol murmured. “We should do this quick then?"

Ichi broke into laughter. “Not the worst pickup line I've heard."

“As long as it works," Sol outright purred, sending a shiver up Ichi's spine. Sol had always been the playful sort, it was part of what entertained his imagination quite a bit the last few years, but he'd never heard that tone of voice.

Not so close, whispered directly against his skin. He swallowed nervously, feeling all sorts of hot which helped ground him.

Sol slowly pushed him down, pulling his top off and then fiddling with his pants.

“Let me," Ichi said, gently pushing those claws away from his junk. He unbuckled and Sol yanked him forwards in his eagerness to get the pants off.

“Gotta be quick, right?" Sol replied when Ichi pointed that out. The agumon's eyes raked hungrily over Ichi's body as more and more skin was exposed.

The amorous stare, so full of want, left Ichi feeling both pleased and embarrassed. “Get over here," he said when Sol had him down to his underwear. He pulled him by the strings of his hoodie and slipped it off him, exposing the agumon to him.

Sol's green eyes were dark with need as Ichi took a careful, gentle, feel of his body. Starting from his shoulder to running his fingers down his chest, trailing scales he'd wanted to trail but could never find the right excuse to touch him like this.

Sol sighed happily as Ichi felt him up, letting himself fall onto his rump as Ichi coaxed him down. They smiled at each other and leaned in, kissing was difficult but far from impossible and Sol's larger tongue lapped at Ichi's lips before Ichi pressed his tongue into Sol's mouth.

Sol shivered as the softness of lips brushed against him and Ichi gave a moan that ended with a squeak of embarrassment. They broke apart, giggling bashfully.

“God, I've never done anything like this before," Ichi said through his laughter.

“Me neither," Sol agreed, smiling devilishly as he crawled forwards, leaning over Ichi and pressing him onto the ground. “Wanna explore?"

“Reckon we're already doing that," Ichi said. Sol shut him up with a lick on his neck, scraping his tongue down his chest and across his nipples. He devoured Ichi's whimpers and licked harder, shining his whole chest.

“Sol," Ichi sighed. “L-Let me." He pushed back, hand against shoulder until Sol relented and leaned up. His hands prodded at Sol's legs and pushed them apart, exposing himself completely to Ichi.

“Like what you see?" Sol asked, grinning even as his own scales discoloured a little with a blush. Between his legs, his slit was reacting, growing flushed and beginning to separate, being pressed apart by something growing harder.

“Very much," Ichi breathed, leaning down. Sol brought his hand up and placed it carefully on the back of Ichi's neck, guiding him down further.

“So," Ichi said, breath cascading across Sol's slit and causing him to twitch. “I've gotta take your seed do I?"

Just hearing those words left Sol getting harder. Fluid dripping as his slit pressed open, his inhuman cock extending to its most beloved human. Ichi's breath was hot but not as hot as the heat coming from it and he reached forwards.

Sol hissed as Ichi's finger sunk into his slit, below his dick, sinking into the straining folds to feel around. He gave a choked moan before chuckling, “Didn't know you liked to eat with your hands."

Ichi paused as his nose was tapped, right up in there so close. He swallowed nervously, mouth suddenly going dry at the task that was before him.

Sol's dick twitched, heavy precum dribbling down his nose and filling his lungs with agumon. “Come on," Sol whispered, his hips giving a little thrust, grinding against Ichi's face. “Don't leave me hanging."

Ichi looked up and Sol looked down, enjoying seeing his human underneath him for once. “Open up," he said, miming the action. A deeper colour touched Ichi's upper cheeks and he did as commanded, poking his tongue out as well for good measure.

Sol grinned and rubbed Ichi's head, guiding him down just a little more as he drew his hips back. “I'll be gentle," he assured, guiding himself forwards.

The first touch of his dick against Ichi's tongue drew a sigh from him and he let his cock drizzle precum against Ichi's taste buds before pressing in further. The agumon gave a muffled groan of pleasure as he sunk into the warm, wet, depths of his human's mouth.

“Ah, Ichiro," Sol moaned, Ichi beginning to bob his head back and forth, sinking half of what Sol had to offer into his mouth before drawing back, the textured ridges on his cock pulling lewdly against his lips and popping out with each movement.

Sol grunted, thrusting himself back in and causing Ichi to gag as he pressed in too far. “Oops," he chuckled a little as Ichi shot him an offended look.

If Ichi thought sucking his dick harder was revenge, well, Sol wouldn't correct him on that notion, his head falling back with a sigh as Ichi bobbed his head faster.

Ichi's blush never faded as he took Sol into his mouth, only deepening with each sigh, moan, and whimper of pleasure that Sol made. His mouth was filled with the Digimon's essence but it wasn't enough, couldn't be enough. He wanted more, he needed more of it.

He needed Sol to cum in his mouth. The thought, one he'd thought many times before, had him shivering in anticipation. This was no dream or jerk-off session, he had Sol fucking his mouth and he was going to savour it.

The flatter end of his cock pressed against his throat but he couldn't control his gag reflex and gasped each time Sol tried to invade his throat, coughing out precum and saliva before latching back on, furiously wanting to make up for not being able to take him all the way on his first go.

Sol didn't care, stroking his head and moaning encouragement. “That's it, Ichi. Fuuck, I've wanted this so bad. Did you too? Ooh, lick there again. Mmm, fuck you're getting me so close, I've wanted you so bad."

Sol's hand tightened in his hair and turned from stroking him to guiding him, fisting his hair harder and moving his head faster. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You gonna swallow? Swallow my cum and become a Digimon? Like me? We can be together forever. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, Ichi!"

Ichi grabbed onto Sol's hip with a hand as he really began to pound his mouth, sucking as hard as he could, lashing the dick in his mouth with his tongue as Sol breached his throat a few times, pulling back before Ichi could really feel the results.

He felt Sol tightening up against him, his body flexing harder and a deep moan building up in him.

Sol shouted that he was cumming and Ichi braced himself, pushing himself down with Sol's hand, fitting the head of Sol's dick in his throat snugly.

He could feel it throbbing so hard in his mouth, head pulsing and cock twitching hard. He didn't feel it at first, focused more on trying not to gag but then his stomach started feeling warm and almost heavy, an almost anchoring weight compared to the lightness pulling at his body.

The magic around them buzzed and sizzled but neither of them noticed it as Sol came hard in Ichi's mouth.

Ichi had to breathe and pulled back with a start, catching a mouthful of salty agumon cum and swallowing, breathing hard through his nose as he sucked at Sol's spurting tip and drawing a ragged moan out of his mouth and causing him to flinch.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck," he swore, curling over Ichi and nearly pulling out. “S-sensitive," he managed, breathlessly and Ichi nearly laughed, stopped sucking and let Sol's orgasm ride out. He swallowed several more times before Sol slipped out of him, falling back with a sigh.

He lay on his back, panting for a moment as Ichi licked his lips and inside his mouth, not wanting to lose anything.

“You look so hot right now," Sol breathed, cracking an eye open as Ichi swallowed the rest of the cum, his underwear tented out significantly. Sol's smirk returned and he leaned up, grasping Ichi's clothed cock with both hands.

“A-ah, you don't have to," Ichi began but Sol shushed him softly.

“I want to," Sol said, grasping his underwear softly before then smirking and ripping it off him.

“Hey! I need those!" Ichi yelped as Sol threw them out of the circle.

“No you won't," Sol reminded, glancing at the magic as it glowed around them. Ichi looked as well, eyes sparkling.

Sol reminded him that they had things to do as he grasped the human's cock in a hand again, pulling at him curiously as he examined it.

“What are you looking so funny for?" Ichi asked nervously, biting his lip as Sol continued playing with his cock. The feeling of another's hand on him, and scaly at that, was sending terribly pleasurable sensations up his spine.

“You're cute," Sol said, the bluntness leaving Ichi's face burning. He smirked, gripping a little hard for a moment before getting on his hands and knees. “I wanna see you bust."

“O-oh."

Sol crawled forwards, cock still half-hard and dripping precum. He clambered over Ichi until their groins were over each other, dripping cum on Ichi's belly as Ichi's dick grazed his inner thigh.

Sol leaned over further, pulling him into another of their kisses, beginning to get the hang of it as he rubbed against him softly.

Sol's stubby tail flicked back and forth before raising and he leaned down until Sol's dick was poking the base of it, right against his tailhole.

“Say, ahh," Sol asked. Ichi obeyed curiously, poking his tongue out again. He nearly gagged when Sol stuck his fingers in his mouth, gathering up his saliva.

“Sol, what the fuck?" Ichi asked as Sol pulled his fingers out. Sol didn't respond, just eyed him as he reached behind him. “O-oh, holy fuck."

“Nothing holy about this," Sol whispered. “Imagine fucking around an angel Digimon though?"

“I'm not convinced Piximon isn't recording us somehow."

“Let's give him a show then."

Sol began to lap at Ichi's neck as he lowered himself, Ichi grasping his cock to hold himself steady. He wasn't sure if what little preparation Sol did was enough but the lizard was eager. Ichi tensed as the head of his dick pressed against Sol's pucker and held very still as Sol slowly pressed himself down.

“A-ah," Sol gave as Ichi slipped into him, clenching for a moment before sighing. He sunk down further, groaning with each inch until Ichi had to remove his hand to let Sol down the last bit.

“Are you okay?" Ichi asked as Sol winced, yet Sol's dick had hardened again, pressing firmly against his abdomen.

“Y-yeah," Sol replied, stuttering for just a moment. He moaned and leaned up, chest pushed out a little as he arched back. “Fuuuck." He squeezed his eyes shut, quivering. Ichi was concerned for a moment until he felt Sol clenching around him.

“You like this, don't you?" Ichi moaned. He felt claws press onto his chest and opened his eyes to see Sol panting hard over him, eyes cloudy with lust as his cock spilled precum all over his chest.

“Yes," Sol hissed, raising his hips up and dropping himself down, slamming Ichi into him. He set a brutal pace immediately, riding him like a cowboy. Ichi grabbed onto Sol's hips but he couldn't control him as much as he could control the tide.

Sol was possessed, slamming him into him. His claws pressed so hard they began to draw blood but Ichi didn't feel it, barely holding on as the agumon went wild over him.

Bouncing so fast, Sol nearly pushed them out of the circle before Ichi was able to grasp a modicum of control and flip them around.

He was still on the bottom, but Sol had paused, breathing raggedly over him, saliva dripping from his mouth as his cock dribbled precum.

“Sol?" Ichi moaned, leaning up slightly. Sol leaned in as well and they kissed again, the human's arms curling around him again to hug him. Sol hugged him back and began to roll his hips, grinding him slowly but firmly into him.

Their moans began to join as Ichi felt his whole dick being massaged by Sol's walls, the strength of the agumon flexing and rippling around him, squeezing his shaft and the head of his cock, almost like he was trying to milk him.

Ichi still couldn't move him, and he was pressed so hard onto the ground by Sol's legs that he couldn't even thrust up. Sol had complete control and Ichi had never felt safer, moaning breathlessly against the agumon as Sol took everything he had to give and asked for more.

“S-Sol," Ichi moaned, trembling as his body felt on fire. He hadn't noticed it before, but it was. He was hot, hotter than he'd ever been. He moaned, the only thing keeping him together was Sol all over him.

“I want it," Sol growled back. “Want you. Want you. Want you forever."

Ichi hissed, gasping as Sol tightened and relaxed, tugging at him, grinding so hard.

“Close," Ichi groaned out.

Sol tightened for a moment, his arms too. “Cum," he said firmly.

Ichi threw his head back and roared as the heat grew overwhelming and he felt his everything burst into Sol, vision blacking out for a moment. He felt strong arms guide him down slowly and pleasure, pleasure, pleasure.

Sol gave a long, lingering hiss of satisfaction as he felt his human cum for the first and last time as a human. His dick throbbed so hard inside him, painting his walls white with human seed until it ran down his cock and out of even his clenching walls.

Sol moaned, holding Ichi inside him as long as he could as the human came hard enough to black out and began to soften, slipping out of him with more of his cum. Sol licked Ichi's face, his neck, his chest, all over his body to his cock. He lapped at his softening member, cleaning it of his fluids and leaving him pristine.

Then he waited.

It didn't take long for Ichi to return to the world of the living. He roused with a gasp and leaned up, feeling so hot he tried to pull his blankets off.

“Huh?" He had no blankets on him. Just rather naked with a very happy-looking agumon sitting in front of him, with a hard veiny cock dripping precum.

“Hi," Sol said and pointed to Ichi's left. “It's begun!"

It all came rushing back to Ichi and he was relieved beyond words that it hadn't been a very nice dream. That would suck really bad if he just fell out of the ferris wheel and had coma-dreamed everything up to this point.

He looked where Sol was gesturing and gasped, “My arm!" Amazed, he lifted his arm. It was changing. Tinting bluer and bluer with every passing second, scales were beginning to line his skin and he no longer felt so light that he could just fade away.

No, he felt more real than he ever had before.

Sol took a step back as the transformation began to grow intense, sensing that Ichi would need the room. It didn't hurt, thankfully, because the change was immense.

His arms bulked out, being covered in rows of cerulean scales as orange gloves took shape over his hands, feeling a finger fuse and grow tipped with claws. His biceps bulged as they clenched. His shoulders broadened as his spine elongated, covered with natural pauldrons that linked with a jetpack-like set of red armour over his upper chest and back.

Two wings sprouted from where the armour 'jetpack' formed, taking a testing flap. Below that armour, confirming that it was armour, his chest broadened, his muscles deepened and expanded. His formerly fit body took on the strength of a champion, below the scales muscles as hard as stone formed firmly.

His legs grew, toes also fusing slightly and being tipped in sharp talons as orange 'socks' formed below his soles with black leather waders with armour plating. His thighs bulked, showing firmly through the holes in the waders.

Something else felt like it was forming in his back, growing longer and longer. Ichi yelped as the heat shot at his tailbone and he flung himself forward before his tail burst from his body, sharpening out before an armament was tied at the tip.

Ichi was panting for breath, his breathing was longer and deeper, and he felt strange, very strange. He began to stand, feeling the world so much smaller beneath him, Sol looked tiny as he took his full height, examining his body.

Sol was also panting a little. “That's hot," he said numbly, eyes cloudy all over again. “Arresterdramon," he said, a little in awe.

Ichi managed to find his balance, using his tail to hold himself steady. He looked behind him, noticing immediately that the 'pants' he wore showed off his butt cheeks. He turned a glare at Sol, deciding he definitely was responsible for that.

“My hands feel so much heavier," he said, his biceps bulging for a moment. “Yet as light as a feather. Damn, I feel dangerous. Like I could crush a boulder."

“You're so much bigger than me," Sol said happily before grinning mighty deviously. “Let's change that."

Sol had grown very powerful during their adventures. He preferred Agumon for the convenience of the form and familiarity, but he had no issue leaping up a level or three, even without Ichi to boost him.

Comparatively, Sol's transformation was far less interesting. A burst of light nearly blinded Ichi were he not wise enough to cover his face and then a wargreymon was standing before him.

Ichi gasped as he looked up. He was huge now, but still, Sol outstripped him by a few feet. At least they weren't so different in size now. A few feet rather than a few meters.

As a dramon now, he couldn't help but feel an instinctive wariness of the gauntlets that Sol wore. It was snuffed out by the safety he knew Sol to be and Sol smiled.

The dramon destroyers were tossed aside. There was no more circle anymore, its magic complete. He rid himself of his shin guards as well, the spikes being potentially a problem for this.

Then, he smirked at Ichi. “Wanna get the last important piece off yourself?" he asked, noticing how Ichiro stared at him unrestrained now.

Ichi nodded mutely and took a wobbly step forwards. Sol caught him, admiring the new qualities of his body, knowing the gumdramon line's curious qualities.

Namely, how stretchy they were.

Ichi tugged the gloves off his hands, admiring the cerulean scales and black claws before detaching Sol's crotch plate and throwing it aside as well. Sol flicked metal ties off his chest plate as Ichi struggled with the down below and set it down as well.

Ichi's eyes went wide as he got a very clear look at something he'd tried to sneak a peek at before. “I knew it," he said, his voice still similarly his even as Sol's was noticeably deeper. Agumon had a slit, as did greymon. He wasn't sure about metalgreymon.

Wargreymon, however. Wargreymon was the most humanoid of the line and between his legs sat a fat cock and balls.

“Did you now?" Sol asked, amused as Ichi groped his balls. He was still hard as he had transformed with an erection, his cock thick and heavy, bobbing in the air as it twitched.

Then, Sol snatched him up, causing Ichi to yelp as he was thrown over Sol's shoulders. Sol laughed at the freedom, saying, “I always had to be so careful with you before," he said happily, twirling him around until he was upside down and dizzy. “Any time I touched you like this before it was to protect you and you were so fragile. Now?"

He tore Ichi's pants off him and they digitized away.

He brought him back up and kissed him. The mask was a part of his face, but their mouths were far more similar now, wrestling furiously for dominance. Sol let him struggle against him a bit before pressing his tongue down, sneaking into Ichi's mouth and tracing his sharp teeth and soft throat.

He separated, taking a deep breath as Ichi panted, flushed again. “Now I can touch you right."

He lifted him up by his abdomen and pressed his tongue between Ichi's legs, enjoying the yelp of pleasure from his partner. “Fuck, my dick?" Ichi cried, alarmed at the lack of that familiar weight between his legs.

Sol snickered. “Looks like we switched," he said, lapping at Ichi's slit as his cock peeked out. Deeper in colour and sensitive all over, the wargreymon took his time lapping all over Ichi's cock, feeling him grow in his mouth, feeling each ridge press between his lips at the spear tip invaded his throat, bulging it out as he took him all the way to the base.

Throating him until his partner begged, Sol then chose to be cruel and stopped, pulling Ichi free from his mouth and spinning him upside down again. “Wanna break in the new body?" he asked, drooling on Ichi's tailhole.

“Yess," Ichi hissed, tail flicking as it remembered it was there now, exposing himself further to Sol.

Sol's tongue was forceful, striking right through him but Ichi felt little pain. Arresterdramon was stretchier than most and Sol felt him part around his tongue easily. Still, he never wanted to hurt Ichi and took his time easing him open, leaving a lot of saliva to help the initial penetration.

And once he had Ichi begging him again, he flipped him back around and walked them over to a tree.

He pressed Ichi against it, the arresterdramon's legs curling around his hips as his tail swayed back and forth, the weapon scraping against the ground. Ichi's eyes, also clouded in lust, met Sol's and he leaned forwards.

“Fuck me," he whispered against Sol's jaw. Sol shuddered, joining their mouths again as he shuffled in, pressing the thick tip of his cock against Ichi's entrance. Ichi's eyes squeezed closed as Sol pressed down with his mouth, devouring Ichi's mouth as his cock began to breach his body.

Their noses bopped against each other, snorting out heavily as Ichi's body struggled to take Sol's girth despite the stretch and natural ability. When Sol was halfway in he stopped, letting Ichi take a moment to breathe, his body flexing against the intrusion desperately.

He tightened and relaxed, clenched and released, and slowly pure gravity dropped his body down further, sliding down Sol's dick as he relaxed.

And then their groins touched.

“Ah?" Ichi asked.

“Ah," Sol agreed. They embraced, drinking each other's moans as their tongues danced, Ichi's body relaxing around Sol's cock until it welcomed him inside.

Then, Sol's hands gripped around his hips and he began to move.

The thrusts were gentle yet began to shake the leaves off the tree and Sol lowered him to the ground and began to fuck him missionary style.

Ichi's legs tightened around Sol's waist as he was hammered slowly and steadily, gasps and moans were punched out of his body by the force of Sol's dick hitting his prostate. He held onto Sol with every part of his body, even his tail curling around one of his legs. Their eyes never falling from each other except to close in a shudder of pleasure.

Sol pulled both of them backwards, falling onto his own back and planting Ichi on top of him. “Ride me," he purred, giving Ichi control as he rested his head on his hands, clasped behind his back.

Ichi planted a hand on Sol's chest as he turned around, feeling his own powerful muscles as he began to rise himself, sliding off Sol's dick with a whimper before plunging himself down. Sol moaned in appreciation as Ichi began to ride him, cock bouncing up and down and flinging precum all over his chest and face, tongue sliding out to lick it off his lips.

Seeing Ichi ride him, panting and flushed, body covered in bruises from where Sol had gripped too tightly, his hard cock jetting precum all over him left Sol thrusting his hips up to match him, the two falling into a fucking chorus

Sol growled, feeling his cock throb and moved before he could hit the climax, suddenly rising up and pulling Ichi up with the sheer strength of his dick, grabbing him with a laugh as he flailed with a shout and steadied him.

“Fucking dick," Ichi swore as he grabbed onto Sol, not wanting dick strength to be the only thing holding him.

“That's what it does," Sol replied mischievously. He accepted the tap on the nose for that and kissed Ichi until he relaxed and kissed him back.

Wrapped around each other again, Sol began to guide Ichi's hips up and down, bouncing him slowly on his dick until he could pick up the pace again. He marveled in the heat around his dick as well as Ichi's own grinding into his muscles. He brought a hand around and wrapped it between them, palming Ichi's dick knowing that all the spots Ichi didn't even know about would drive him mad.

It did, Ichi whimpering in his mouth as he tried to grind against him, pulling with his legs as Sol began to take steps forwards. He needed a surface and that tree from earlier was a perfect victim.

Ichi gasped into his mouth, a puff of air being knocked out of him as his back met the tree and Sol grabbed both of his hips tight enough to bruise.

“Sol?" Ichi asked.

“Yeah?" he replied softly.

Ichi ran his hands through his hair and pulled him nose to nose. “Cum in me."

Sol shuddered and nodded. They began to kiss again as Sol began to move, slowly again at first but he picked up pace with every thrust until he was hammering him hard enough to shake the tree.

Twigs and leaves dropped around them as they fucked against the tree. Sol's hips speeding to a blur as he bit down on Ichi's mouth, sucking at his lips, tasting even specs of blood as they bit too hard and separated, panting against each other as they stared, still on the top, a blur on the bottom.

Sol's balls slammed off Ichi with each movement, churning with their load eager to be unloaded.

Ichi was tightening around him, his mouth dropping a little wider, eyes squinting from the pleasure building. A growl reverberated through his chest and he began to squeeze down on him, whimpering before gasping sharply.

It was not words, not anything Sol knew, but something he understood implicitly and he kept going, exactly there, exactly how hard he was going. Ichi howled something and his whole body clenched.

So much stronger now, unexpectedly strong, he tugged Sol against him with such force that the tree, tilting from the pounding, finally gave way and began to fall.

They fell with it, toppling the tree in their passion as Ichi exploded between them, covering them both in arresterdramon seed. His legs wrapped so tightly against him, pulling him in so firmly that Sol couldn't move anymore.

Not that he needed to.

With Ichi clenching and flexing so divinely around him, so close already, seeing him cum so hard, it unraveled him and he gave a bellowing roar so loud that several more trees were shaken free of leaves.

He thrust hard, once, before giving Ichi everything. Their eyes were tightly shut, heads together as they breathed as one, Sol's balls emptying themselves inside his Ichi, his partner, his world.

They rocked together, riding the crest of their orgasms long and hard until finally, Ichi's walls began to relax and Sol felt himself finish jerking. They remained together, the heavy wargreymon resting on top of the smaller arresterdramon comfortably, hugging each other in a loving embrace.

Sol remained inside Ichi for as long as he could before anatomy asserted itself and they separated. Overstuffed, Sol's cum leaked from Ichi, staining his tail and the downed tree with his cum. Sol wiped sweat off his brow, their chests drenched and sticky in the results of their fun.

They smiled at each other and Sol lifted them up, pulling Ichi up and holding him like a bride. “River?" Sol asked.

“Please," Ichi replied, a little raspy as he'd blown his throat out with dick and moaning.

Sol flew them over the forest, laughing as Ichi realized he was leaking Sol's cum over the forest. “No one will know," he said, amused by the concern.

“I'll know."

“Okay." He spotted the river and dropped him into it. Ichi fell with bemusement for a moment before realizing Sol wasn't going to catch him and shrieked.

Sol fell to the bank laughing before Ichi rose, spitting and furious. “SOL!"

“I thought you would fly," Sol tried to defend, failing as he was still laughing. He continued laughing as Ichi dragged him into the river as well.

It was cold, but his whole world was warm now. They wrestled in the water for a bit before relaxing on the bank, Ichi in his lap as Sol rubbed his sore muscles, his tailhole, and everything.

“Transformation takes a lot out of you," Ichi said.

“It's easy for me. I reckon I just wore you out."

“Hmm… nah, just the transformation."

Sol smirked as Ichi did. “Well, you're gonna have to test it on me next then."

Ichi raised an eye but Sol smirked back until he did. Ichi planted a chaste kiss on his muzzle for that and cuddled up next to him. “I'd like that."

Sol nuzzled him back. “Great. I'm so happy."

Ichi began to drift off, but before he fell asleep he murmured, “I love you."

“I love you too."

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