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An umbrella. That was what he forgot.

Devin picked up the pace, speed-walking through the trees towards the craggy bluffs he'd seen earlier. Maybe there was a cave, or even a small alcove somewhere where he could take shelter from the coming rain. The fact that he was hearing thunder made him sure he wanted protection, it almost certainly wasn't going to be a light shower. Especially in the digital world - everything was a lot less friendly, including nature.

His world had more than its share of unfriendliness, though. That was why he was here, rather than there - he no longer had a place to call home over there, and this place was significantly easier to live in on one's own, even at nineteen. It hadn't exactly been his intention to find himself in this situation, but sometimes intentions didn't really matter.

“I don't understand why you read those books. They don't align with the word of the Lord, you should be reading more wholesome stories."

“Dad, you know that there's more to life than the Bible. And you said yourself a lot of Christian-based stuff is pretty terrible."

“It doesn't have to be THAT kind of thing, but I'd rather it wasn't what I would more likely ascribe to the Devil. I'm only concerned about your soul, Devin, I don't want to find out it's been tainted by darkness."

“Relax, Dad. If it's there, it's fine."

“...What do you mean, 'if it's there?'"

And that was how he accidentally revealed to his pastor father and church counselor mother that he was an atheist. They found the copy of The God Delusion he'd brought from the library along with the other books, and everything had spiraled from there. His 'loving, caring Christian' parents had basically disowned him and told him he was no longer welcome in the house, and that he would not be welcome until he had renounced his atheism.

So much for practicing what you preach, eh?

He'd taken what money he had and a bag with some clothes and odds and ends and made for the digital world. Lone humans were a very rare sight over there, but there were a number of advantages, not the least of which was that the boundaries of reality were somewhat relaxed. For example, his regular-sized backpack could hold a lot more than it looked like it should. His money went farther than it did on the other side, getting him enough food to last him a fair bit of travel. He didn't know what he was going to do over here yet, but he figured at some point he'd figure it out, find a way to live on his own without needing to go crawling back to try to make amends.

He wanted to stretch it out, at least, make them come searching for him. He knew that could be a long time - time flowed differently in this world, many days could pass here before one did there. Fortunately, that wouldn't affect his aging - how weird it would have been for him to be an older adult when he went back, only to see them barely having aged? Just the weird quirks of the world, and he wasn't complaining.

He'd gone off on his own, living off of his stored resources and the world around him. A survivalist he was not, but the digital world was the place to go to rough it - wild food was plentiful, and a lot easier to carry. Maybe not as tasty, but good enough to sustain him for a longer period of time. The days were long as well, and while fatigue was an issue to start out, he was growing steadily more enduring. He'd been at this a few weeks digital time, and figured it'd be at least a couple more before he arrived at the next town. There he'd try to figure out something to do for a while, make some money before moving on. The better he could sustain himself, the more likely he could keep his family off his back.

Now, though, as he started to hear some raindrops fall in the trees, he was regretting that one little oversight. Something to keep him drier in the rain would've been nice to have now...as it was, it would have slowed him down, but now he was risking getting soaked and making himself much more susceptible to illness. He didn't want that...if there was any shelter available, he was going to take it.

The bluffs at first didn't seem to be offering much support to his quest, seeming to be fairly sheer and lacking even a convenient outcropping, at least near enough and low enough that he could get to it. But then he saw it, a cave opening not too far from his location, slightly raised but low enough that he could get up to it, even with a natural path to it. He wasted no time, dashing to the entrance and getting in just as another loud rumble of thunder rolled through. He could hear the pattering of rain intensify as he stepped in, sighing in relief - he'd gotten dripped on but avoided a thorough soaking.

The cave seemed a lot deeper than it appeared at first glance, and curiously he started walking in, feeling the urge to explore. It was dimly lit but not totally dark, some softly glowing stone helping to replace the loss of natural light as he traveled further in. After quite a few paces, though, he started to see another source of light some ways off around the turns, the shine bright enough to let him start to see the cave walls. It couldn't have been totally natural...well, maybe it could have, in this world, but Devin still thought it seemed more like something someone made.

That had him worried. I'm not in someone's home...am I?

That was entirely possible, and a scenario he hadn't though about. Larger digimon tended to live just about anywhere they pleased, but most digimon within a fair degree of human size lived much like humans did, in homes in rural or urban areas. This cave couldn't have housed one that much bigger than Devin (for a given value of 'much'), but it would be rather unusual even for this world.

Cautiously, he pressed forward. He wasn't hearing anything like a person farther in, but he wasn't dumb enough to think that meant there wasn't anyone there. If they were...well, all he could do was try to explain himself, and hope they were nice. Risky, but better than going out to face the storm.

As the light brightened, he was more and more sure that something designed for lighting up an area was making it. Another turn, and he could see what it was: a pair of torches, shining bright, heralding the entrance to a much brighter room in the cave, which he could already see had stuff inside of it. He stepped forward quietly, trying to make as little noise with his footfalls as possible as he approached.

The inside of it looked like a cross between a house and a campsite. Several torches were hung on the wall, providing plenty of light, and there was a bonfire pit off to one side. However, there was also a bookshelf, a desk with a computer, a bed off on the side, and one area of the cave seemed dedicated to food storage, with bins and crates and boxes and packages all organized fairly neatly. To Devin, it was rather quaint, a pretty nice place for a cave in the middle of the wild. “Huh...guess someone must live here after all."

“Indeed, someone does." Devin nearly had a heart attack as he whipped around, seeing a digimon standing just a few feet away from him. It was a Flamedramon, and he didn't look happy. “And that someone is NOT you...so, care to explain why you're in here?"

For a moment he was frozen, voice and mind not working properly. The Flamedramon was at least a foot and a half taller than him, and while lean, definitely had well-toned muscle on the exposed parts of his body. He was garbed in his typical fire-colored armor, and had a bag slung over his shoulder, no doubt something he was bringing back home. Devin could see some steam rising off of him, his body slightly wet from the rain - he could only have come in very recently, and the rain must have really started coming down soon after Devin had entered.

“I asked you a question, human. What are you doing here?"

“Ah! I...I'm sorry, I didn't know someone lived here...I just wanted to get out of the rain!" He felt his heart racing, the Flamedramon didn't exactly look like the friendly sort. “I didn't...I didn't expect anyone to actually be living in a cave like this-"

“Of course not. And I like to keep it that way. That means I don't like it when people decide to waltz into my home."

“I'm sorry...I mean, I could just go, maybe there's another spot I can hide in-"

“The hell there is. That's a superstorm out there. It's probably going to last for days, and you'd be swept away before you know what hit you. I had to close off the cave so that it won't get flooded, no way in hell I'm letting you open it." The Flamedramon pushed by him, Devin quickly getting out of the way as he dropped the bag over by the bed and turned to face him again, arms folded.

“Wait...you're not...gonna let me go?"

“That's what I said, boy. Get used to it."

This wasn't exactly how he'd hoped for things to go down. Maybe he had a roof over his head, but it wasn't by his choice and it wasn't given with the permission of the Flamedramon. “O-okay...um, my name's Devin. Wh-what's yours?"

The dragon's eyes narrowed. “I don't recall asking for your name."

“W-well...I mean, it's better than calling me 'boy' or 'human' all the time, right?"

“Not really, no. But fine, if you're so set on it, I'll call you Devin. And if you can't be satisfied with Flamedramon, then Valus will do. Don't particularly see the point, but you humans care so much about names we all have to have them now."

“Er...sorry. I guess it's just, it feels weird just calling you...well, by your species."

“That's your hang-up, not mine." Valus snorted, still sounding unhappy. “I should just make you deal with it, but I'd rather not hear you fumbling all over it every time you talk to me, since I imagine you're going to try to do that."

I just can't win with this guy, I don't think. “Yeah, okay...what, uh, keeps you out here, Valus? Seems like an unusual thing even for a digimon."

Valus rolled his eyes. “Of course you would ask that. If you must know, I'm here as a guardian of something. It's not important that you know what, and frankly I'm not going to tell you. The fewer people who know about it, the better."

“Oh...it's not in-"

“No, it's not in this cave. I would be an idiot to keep it right next to me, all they'd need to do is beat me up to find it. It's hidden somewhere in the forests or mountains around here. Only I know where, and believe me, it's not just something you can easily search for. I took this role because it's important for it to stay hidden until we can make good practical use of it, for a peaceful purpose...that, and I like to live alone anyway."

“Oh. That's...fair, I guess. You just like to be alone?"

“I like my experiences with other people to be in small doses and on my terms. It's not in my nature to be entertaining guests. So you can imagine that your presence isn't that desirable...as a guest, you're not even the type I would even think of inviting."

“Guest?" Devin gave a slight huff. “Don't you mean prisoner? You already told me I can't leave, I even said I would."

“Hmph...perhaps you have a point." Valus smiled for the first time, though it was a dark smile, one that gave him a bit of a creepy feeling. “After all, they are two very different things. A guest is invited in...a prisoner is there at the whim of the keeper. Interactions between a host and guess are friendly, between a prisoner and keeper are hostile. And most importantly…" He stood now, stepping towards Devin, who started backing towards the wall. “With a guest, the host is expected to maintain a certain amount of decorum. With a prisoner, the one in control gets to call the shots, and they don't have to adhere to any boundaries."

The dragon was leering close to him, Devin pressed up against the wall of the cave nervously, unsure what was coming next. It seemed like Valus was sizing him up...for what, he wasn't sure, it was pretty clear Devin couldn't take him in a fight...but he wouldn't fight him in here, would he? “Uh...V-valus…"

“Take off your clothes."

That threw him for a loop. “Wh-what? Wh-why?"

“Because I've decided that you're my prisoner. You heard the logic I presented...are you going to argue with it?" Devin shakily shook his head; he would have liked to have protested but it seemed unlikely he could get anywhere with that. “That means I get to do what I want with you, as much as I can make you. And you don't look like you can fight me that much. There's one disadvantage to living alone constantly, and that's that dealing with some urges feels a lot better with another body. So as long as I have to put up with you, I might as well get something good out of it."

Devin was pretty sure he knew exactly what Valus was talking about. With only a brief moment to weigh his options, he realized that even if he could outrun the Flamedramon, there was no way out of the cave. And there was no way he could even put up a good fight. Valus was right, he could do whatever he wanted with him...his only choice was compliance, if he went along with it maybe it wouldn't be so bad. He'd never had sex before, never even gotten to first base thanks to his parents being very strict about that sort of thing...perhaps it was lucky that he leaned towards guys in his fantasies, otherwise this would have been very unpleasant.

He let his bag drop to the ground as he nervously stood in front of Valus. His footwear came off first, his feet nervously touching the cool ground as he pushed aside his shoes and socks. His overshirt was next, revealing thin, pale arms, little muscle to them...he could see Valus watching intently, and knew that he was going to expose how inferior his body was to the dragon's, but at this point he pretty much had to do it. He dropped his pants next, finding it a little difficult to get them down his trembling legs. He was stalling for the most obvious parts, the areas he wanted to show off least, but Valus didn't seem to mind…

Slowly, he pulled his undershirt over his head. His chest and stomach, thin and flat, stood in start contrast to the powerful body of the dragon in front of him, and he could almost swear that Valus was deliberately showing him his own to make him feel inadequate. He couldn't voice that though, couldn't complain about it, he didn't want to piss Valus off now. So instead, he gulped, and slowly drew down his boxers, exposing himself fully to the dragon. He knew he was nothing special down there, and his face reddened as he heard Valus snicker a bit...there was no real way of telling what at, but to him it felt like a crack at his size.

With all his clothes in a pile, he could only watch as Valus swept them up, as well as he bag, carry them over to the back of the cave, kick open a box, and toss them all in. Helplessly, he saw the dragon close the box and snap a padlock on it, a combination lock so he had no hope of a key. Valus smirked back at him as he saw the fright on Devin's face. “Oh, you'll get them back...but only after I'm done with you. Consider this your prison uniform, and get used to it because you'll never find anything around here you can wear."

As he finished speaking, Devin heard little clicks from the dragon's hands, and the gauntlets fell away, clattering onto the ground. He could see Valus' hands, five fingers with notable claws at the tips, dangerous even bare, as they clicked away at his helmet, his knee pads, and his boots, stripping away his armor piece by piece. His chest protector was last, pulled over his head and tossed on the ground with everything else. From behind, he looked slightly smaller, but him without coverings was a lot different...there was pride in his body, a clear elegance mixed with raw strength that made him so much more attractive nude than Devin thought he himself was...he felt himself stiffening a bit at the sight, his hormones more than happy to just take it in despite the situation he was in.

But it was only when Valus turned back to face him that he saw the real power. The Flamedramon's cock, a deep red, jutting up from its hidden slit, and it was HUGE - easily three times as long as his own, probably more than, and at least that in thickness as well. He almost passed out at the sight, not just from awe but also terror. “Th-that's t-t-too b-big…"

“Heh heh...you probably wouldn't know, would you? There's no such thing as size incompatibility here...we're designed to give and take to anyone, no matter whether they're a Greymon or a Tokomon. And you humans have to play by our rules in our world, so you're no different...I can slam this into you as hard as I want, and I can't hurt you with it...though I can't guarantee that you won't FEEL like it does."

Devin found himself wanting to run at the sound of that, but he was already against the wall, and soon enough Valus right in front of him, leering down at him with a dangerous smile. One clawed hand an his arm was enough to convince him that he was in no way refusing the whims of the blue dragon.

Without warning he was pulled away from the wall, and spun to the ground, landing on his rear before being pushed back onto the rocky floor face-up. Now Valus was clearly imposing his strength on him, and he felt helpless as his legs were forced open and that large - and now he could feel hot - tool rested against his asshole. He squirmed a bit, but not with any real expectation of escape, more in the nervous anticipation of what was coming.

“Hm, even better...seems you've never done something like this before. Thanks to our unique nature, I won't be able to leave you stretched out...you'll get to feel opened up for the first time over and over. Let's see how you like that!"

The tip of Valus's cock wedged its way into Devin's tight hole, and once he had a bit in, he bucked forward with considerable force, slamming his whole length into the human. Devin cried out as he was stretched HARD, filled by something way larger than he was originally designed to take, a red-hot poker whose fire pulsed through his innards. He could scarcely believe it wasn't painful, the heat and pressure a combination of potent sensations that bordered on it but never reached it. He barely had time to dwell on it, though, as Valus started going in hard on him, slamming himself in over and over at a steady, brutal pace.

His ass never really adjusted, the pressure never relieved; whenever Valus pulled out, it was like he'd never been touched before, and when he thrust back in, it was like being broken open for the first time all over again. And yet, as easily as that cock penetrated his body, one would have thought him the loosest human ever, the tightness in his ass failing to do anything to slow the dragon down.

Valus continued to bear down on him, steaming pre spilling into him and leaving burning heat all over the place inside of him. And strangely, he was enjoying it...the feeling of that massive cock splitting him open and searing his insides had his own dick hard and dripping, on the verge of release himself. Though he knew he favored males, he was too young to have really begun exploring his sexuality in any great detail...somehow, being forced to submit to a blue dragon much larger and stronger than him was doing the trick. His cries started to become mingled with pleasured moans, a fact that wasn't lost on the Flamedramon above him.

“Seems the prisoner's starting to like his treatment..." Valus only used this as incentive to go harder, driving the full length of his cock into Devin on every thrust. It had been a long time since that part of him had gotten any good use, and he'd never had a human on the other end of it before. At least something was coming out of this intrusion on his quiet home...and with the storm likely to linger for days, he'd be able to take plenty of advantage of this opportunity. It wasn't like the human could fight him, even if he was to object, which he was starting to suspect wouldn't happen.

Devin certainly wasn't fooling that way at the moment. He was squirming around a bit more, but it was more in the throes of pleasure now, and he certainly wasn't asking his captor to stop. With this being his first time, and an intense one, he was rather rapidly on the verge of an orgasm after just a couple minutes. “I...I'm gonna…"

“That's right, show me how much you enjoy this!" Valus demanded. He was panting hard as he spoke, his movements becoming harder and more uneven as he neared his own limit.

Devin responded almost on command, arching his back as he cried out his release, spurting his seed all over himself and a little onto Valus. It was easily the hardest he'd ever shot in his life, way more than anything he ever got with his own hand, and far more satisfying as well. But it was almost like nothing compared to Valus, who let out a loud snarl as the increased tension around his cock sent him over the edge as well, firing a blazing load deep into the human as his grip tightened hard enough to have his claws digging in a bit to his flesh. Devin's eyes widened as he felt his first load pump deep into him, searing his insides with brilliant warmth and pleasure. It was incredible how much there was, almost making him feel a bit bloated as the sheer volume flowed into him, having no escape due to the sheer size of the pole blocking the exit.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Valus pulled out of him, and he felt himself tightening back up, only letting a bit of the backed-up fluid out of his hole. It surprised Devin how much he felt like before...Valus had been right about everything, he felt no looseness or anything down there. As strange as it was, it was kind of nice...he knew that every time he did anything with Valus, it would feel the same way or better. Suddenly the prospect of being a prisoner didn't seem so bad…

Valus was standing over him, staring down at Devin darkly. “Well, now, boy, you can't pretend you didn't like that. You got anything to say for yourself now?"

Devin looked up at the Flamedramon, his strong body that had just overpowered him, the cock that had used him so adeptly...maybe it was hormones, but he couldn't help but be extremely attracted to all that about Valus. His ferocity grabbed him in a deep way, and he wanted to see more of that...and he was pretty sure he knew how. “Heh…and here I was worried when you said you were gonna treat me like a prisoner. I guess you're just not as rough and tough as you act."

Valus's eyes narrowed, initially in disbelief at the human's cheek...then realized he could still see and smell Devin's arousal, and a predatory grin emerged on his face. “Oh, really...well, perhaps I should rectify that...right now!"

He pounced on Devin, roughly flipping the human onto his stomach and putting all his weight on top of him. Devin had no time to react before Valus slammed his whole length into him again, getting another cry out of him as he was opened up again, the powerful stretch and heat filling him rapidly. This time, though, Valus didn't go slow at all - he took Devin with all the speed and force he could muster, crashing into the human without remorse. The weight of his body drove the breath out of Devin whenever he pounded in, and his own cock was forced against the rock of the ground, giving it a fierce stimulation as his ass was claimed.

“You'll learn to watch your mouth, Devin, or you'll find it'll come back to bite you," Valus grunted as he hammered into him, letting his heat run wild. Despite the warning, he rather hoped the human would do just that, so he could use him like this all the time; even with other Digimon he'd often had to hold back, and it felt too damn good to just let his control go away. “Fuck, you're so tight...can't believe how good that feels…"

“Ngh, you're just so big…" Beneath him, Devin was starting to sweat profusely, the heat and exertion taking a lot out of him. It was amazing, the raw power Valus had was all being driven into him, and he couldn't have enjoyed anything more. He'd expected Valus to let loose, but this was better than anything he could have imagined…the roughness of it all was driving his hard shaft against the rock, rubbing it raw but making it feel so good. “So big, so s-strong, please...show me your power, Valus…"

Valus did everything he could to grant that request, driving his muscles as hard as he could to ram his cock into that needy ass. Steam was rising from his own body as his inner fire was in overdrive, evaporating some of the sweat from Devin's body as it did. He felt his cock start to quiver as he drove towards his second climax, trying to hold on to it for as long as he possibly could, prolonging the pleasure they were both feeling…

It was enough to get Devin over first. Now completely out of breath, the only real sign of his orgasm was the tensing of his body, gripping his dick even tighter as he shot onto the rock beneath him. Still Valus kept at it, relentlessly impaling Devin all through his climax, pounding him for another full minute before he roared out loud and started firing his second load of the day into Devin, filling him with even more intense heat than before. It felt like lava inside him, burning deep but not painful in any way, just a pleasant burn that made him want more and more.

It was another long, large load before Valus tapered off, but this time he didn't pull out of Devin right away, instead laying down on top of him and holding him close. “Don't even try to tell me you weren't inviting that."

“Oh man...totally…" Devin replied wearily. He was exhausted, but that was way more than worth it. “So I'm gonna be your prisoner for a while, huh?"

“At least. And you can expect me to make sure you feel how strong I am over and over again while you are. I hope you're prepared for your ass to get a workout, human, because you'll be getting it whether you're ready or not."

The image of Valus doing what he wanted to him filled Devin's mind...he could scarcely imagine what his parents would say, giving himself up to this creature and letting him do things like this...and that was just icing on the cake. “I'll be ready for it, you can bet on that."