Post by Mistress Victoria on Jan 5, 2010 0:30:23 GMT -5
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"Ah~ Paradise..."
{Warning: May be slightly provocative. Although, I've seen stuff like this in anime all the time.}
“Ooooh~ That feels so good...” A soft moan escaped from a girl's lips as she lay topless on the beach floor. An umbrella over her head and a pair of hands digging into her back as her breathing slows to a calm, steady pace. The feel of the warm sand under her belly, masked by her purple beach towel. The scent of the ocean mist coming in from the tide sends her mind away to another land.
The fingertips that ran along her back and dug into the muscles and tissue as the soft liquid spread over her soft, tanned skin belonged to a darker tanned individual who's arms were lightly toned and they attached themselves to a masculine body with messy dark hair and red trunks. His knees happened to be placed around her hips as he continued to massage her back.
Soft moans continued to release from her glossed lips as she continued to rest her head on top of her hands. As the boy finished his work on her back, he gave a sly smirk and gave her a few humps. Her eyes shot open as her cheeks flushed with a light pink.
“Hey~ What do you think you're doing?” Hitomi turned her head and spoke up to him. “Didn't I say I only wanted you to rub oil on my back?”
“Let's just say I'm taking my payment, baby.” He grinned and made suggestive motions. Without thinking, she turned her body around and flicked his forehead. She crossed her arms and gave him a stern look, until she leaned forward and kissed him. His arms went around her body to pull her in closer, until she grabbed his hands and pulled them down to the ground. Her lips pulled away from his as she gave him a coy wink.
“Well, then there you go, handsome. That's all you're going to get.” she said in an audible voice. She whispered a secret message in his ear before he stood up and walked off in a funny way. Her eyes watched him walk off to the distance until she decided to put her top back on and lay back down on her towel.
She picked up her cellphone and called her house and let her mom know about the individual from earlier and her later plans for the night. After what happened, she thought yet again about how her life turned out to be from her innocent childhood. If she kept with this road, she'd turn out exactly like her mother, and she didn't want that to happen. Even her mother told her not to turn out like her. She was still very young and could break out of the chains.
Her current thoughts carried her to a companion she's always thought about. A special someone to steer her away from the darkness of lust. Though at the same time, with the type of mother she has, she almost had no choice but to be sucked into her mother's shadow and take on the 'business' for herself. It was a miracle that she didn't get knocked up yet.
She wanted to keep it this way. There was a special boy that she liked above all the others that she teased and brought home for fun. The only problem was that he had Genophobia and she couldn't get close to him without an anxiety episode of fright and embarrassment. She wanted so bad just to hold him and protect him from everything.
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Still within the beach, but somewhere close by, is a impish little creature that seemed bored today and migrated away from its usual hangout area of the slums. It wanted to see the ocean today and pull some cute pranks on unsuspecting couples and other people. Her favorite pranks to pull were mostly toilet humor and clumsy accident pranks. Mostly to do with foods and soft things. She scoped out a young couple relaxing on a beach towel. She placed a whipped cream pie just behind one of their faces and chuckled softly as she skipped away before they knew what was going on.
As she sought cover and to perform other pranks, she heard an angry yell in the background. One of them must've turned over and had pie in their face. That was so funny to hear. She hoped they didn't argue with each other. After all, they must both know that they were asleep and couldn't put those pies there.
A soft sigh escaped her mouth as her ritual of pranks began to feel boring. She wanted to meet someone new that she could have fun with. Or maybe she needed to pull a new prank that she hadn't done before. She sat down and thought about it hard, until a light bulb hovered over her head and lit up.
She grinned and tried to find an attractive girl to pull the prank on. She scoured the beach and found a strangely designed umbrella. It was purple and black and had very creepy writing on it. Shivers went up and down her spine as she neared the person under the umbrella. Hopefully he or she wasn't scary. ...Or maybe she hoped slightly that they were scary.
She saw the purple beach towel and a slender figure laid out on top of it. The tanned, soft skin and the bikini that was made of strings. She felt bad for pulling the prank on this unsuspecting girl, but she felt bored. She looked out for anyone looking in the direction and she was on the clear. She gently pulled on the strings of the underwear and the strings of the top.
Before the girl knew it, there would be no clothes on her and she would get massive embarrassing attention. But before she turned around to leave, she shuddered again. She felt something strange and thought that perhaps this girl liked attention?
She shook the cobwebs from her head before she took another step. However, before she put it back down on the ground, she heard someone clear their throat in a suggestive manner. Her body shook in horror as she slowly turned around and saw the girl with her arms crossed and an icy cruel glare that somehow sent excitement down Impmon's spine.
“What is this, Impmon? Why'd you take off my swimsuit?” The girl demanded. Her voice sent shivers through Impmon that she's never had before. Such a dominant aura emanated from this girl in front of her. She just questioned her why she did what she did, and not only that, knew her name! Who was this girl?
“H-How...” is all she could squeak out while feeling inferior. Somehow this feeling answered her wishes.
“Because, little Digimon...” she said with her frozen glare as she knelt down to her level. But just then, her purse glowed and bright light burst through the small openings of the purse. She grabbed it and unzipped it. Her digi-vice shook furiously as Impmon shuddered. The digi-vice slowly stopped shaking and after the light faded, it changed color to purple and black. More appealing to Hitomi's tastes.
“Because...I like Digimon.” she finally said.
“...You were the one I was looking for this whole time.” Impmon blushed softly and looked away in embarrassment.
“...Yes. I believe so. If that's what the shaking meant, then I guess it heard my wish.”
"...You had a wish too?" she said as her head tilted in wonder.
Hitomi packed away her umbrella and towel and walked back to her car, and during every step, she was hit on and got cat calls, but then she realized that she forgot to put her clothes on. It was too late now as she was already halfway to her car, so she ran the rest of the way and quickly got inside. She slipped back on her clothes in the back seat and then she let out a sigh.
That's when she looked back at Impmon. “It can't really be that simple though, can it?” Impmon just shrugged, because she didn't know how it worked either.
“We'll figure it out eventually.” Hitomi said.