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Disclaimer: Ooooh, I don't own Digimon OR McDonalds... WELL... what have we hear? Its another in my strange Digimon PWP Lemon series! (AKA: My attempts to make Wind-chan happy!) Yep, I'm going for having a few of these, for look for a few more in the future! I wonder what to call the series... ^_~ "Brand Names" haha... The sounds Daisuke makes in this are for my (and Winds) amusement. They come from the Doujinshi's I bought her... Daisuke moans like this a lot. ^_^;; Warnings: Rough(ish) sex, PWP, Yaoi, Lemon, Exhibitionism, Ronald McDonald, Etc... Pairings: Taichi x Daisuke While listening to: If I Didn't Have You... (Oi - Quest for Camelot (I listen to WEIRD stuff)) By: Gwahcola (Gwahcola@aol.com) *~*Mezra*~* Dedidated to: My one and only Wind-chan! I'm sorry sweetie, I'll be late for my own funeral too... v.v;; Jaa... for Wind! (Because she's corrupted me!) McDonalds (We love to see you smile!)"AHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Slamming on the breaks, Taichi pulled off to the side of the road, staring. "Daisuke?!" Turning, the boy in question looked at him. "Yes?" "What's wrong?!" "Oh! TAI!!!! Look!" Pointing, Daisuke motioned at a McDonalds advertisement. "...?" "They have Digimon toys!" Sweatdropping, Taichi sighed. "You scared me for THAT?" "Its important!! Tai!! Take me to a McDonalds!! PLEASE!!!" Sighing more, Taichi pulled back onto the road. "There's one a little ways ahead." Taichi spent the next twenty minutes listening to 'are we there yet?!?!'. Finally, he covered the boys mouth with his hand. "Daisuke. Almost. Say it again and we aren't going." There was silence as he pulled away his hand. Suddenly something caught his hand. Trying to keep his eyes on the road, he gasped as the boy beside him started sucking on his fingers. "Daisuke!!!" "Mmmm..." That was the only response... verbal, that is... that he got. Gulping and clutching the steering wheel harder, he attempted to ignore the boy. That proved a bit difficult. After sucking each digit thoroughly, Daisuke took to stroking himself with Tai's hand. "Tsuuuu..." Taking a shaky breath, he snuck a look at the boy. Daisuke was pressing himself back against the seat, head tilted, and chewing on his lower lip. He clutched at Taichi's hand, and was currently rubbing it against his crotch. Wide-eyed, Taichi turned back to the road. Trying to pretend he didn't see that, he spotted the McDonalds. "There is it." His hand was immediately released as the boy squealed and opened the window. "Yay!" Shaking his head and trying to control his raging hormones, Tai pulled into the parking lot. Parking, he got out and dragged the boy with him. "I thought we'd go through the drive through..." "There's something more I need to take care of." Dragging the boy in, he stalked purposely towards the ordering counter. Nodding briskly at the uniformed girl, he glanced at Daisuke. "One Happy Meal, please." "Sure! Hamburger or Chicken Nuggets?" "...Uh..." "Ooh! Ooh! I want Nuggets, Taichi!!!" "Fine. Chicken Nuggets, I guess..." "Right..." There was a beep as the girl hit the charge key. "What sauce would you like?" Coughing in annoyance, Taichi glanced at his shorter lover. "Sauce?" "Sweet and Sour!" "Fine. That one." "Ok... and what toy would you like?" "The Digimon one." "Oooo, Digimon!" She hit a few more buttons. "And would you li-" "JUST GIVE IT TO US!" "...Well, then. Fine." She finished his order in silence and he paid her quickly. She slid the little "Happy" box across the counter. "Thank *you*. Have a *nice* day." Her voice was practically dripping with sarcasm. The quickly bought Daisuke a Happy Meal and dragged him into the smaller side eating room. "Eep!" Taichi stopped and let go of his hand. Staring at the one he thought had suddenly gone insane, he yelped as Taichi bent down and took off his shoes. "Taichi!!! What are you doing?! AcK!" The next thing he knew, he was tossed into the indoor playground. Finding himself next being dragged up the plastic tube, he vaguely wondered if Taichi was going to toss him out the window. Crawling, in order to save his backside from being bumped more than necessary, Daisuke gulped as he found himself nearing the rope tunnel portion. He'd always been afraid of this part of the playground thing. He could do plastic tubes, but the woven ropes freaked him out. "Taichi?" The boy in question turned around to face him, a strange gleam in his brown eyes. Daisuke suddenly wondered if Taichi was going to leave him in the rope tunnel to fend for himself. Beginning to crawl back, he caught his feet in a tangle and ended up on his side. Switching positions, he began pushing himself backwards and Taichi stalked forward - homicidal lust (or perhaps another lust) reflected in his eyes. "Now, Taichi, we can talk about this..." There was no reply as Tai suddenly made a leap forward and pinned him. Letting out a tiny scream, he found a pair of lips pressed roughly against his own. Arms flailing for a moment, he felt his eyes go wide as Taichi pushed his tongue into his mouth and alternately pulled off his shorts. Arching his hips involuntarily upwards, he groaned as he felt a hand grasp his arousal through his boxers. Squirming and trying to make his brain begin thinking again, he attempted to make coherent sentences. Taichi had managed to pull off his boxers as well and was now stroking him roughly. "Aa...aa...aaaaa..." Hoping no one could hear him, he clenched his hands into fists, then tried to presser closer to his seme lover. Suddenly the hot mouth on his pulled away and began assaulting his neck. He felt his shirt pulled up, exposing his chest to the cool air conditioninged breeze. Gasping again, he almost choked as he felt that previously mentioned mouth descend upon his chest, licking and biting its way down - stopping briefly to play with his nipples. "Nn..." He couldn't seem to stop the sounds he was making, even though he was chewing on part of his shirt. Suddenly he felt his 'chew toy' pulled out of his mouth and he saw Taichi's hand hovering over his mouth. Glancing down towards Taichi, he gulped as he saw the look in those brown eyes. Turning his attention back, he opened his mouth as a finger began tracing his lips. Inhaling deeply, he realized what Tai wanted and was eager to please. Sucking on the two fingers that were inserted into his mouth, he almost bit Tai as he felt something wet brushing up his erection. Swirling his tongue around the digits currently invading his mouth, he stopped to groan when he felt his entire member surrounded by a warm, wet heat. Suddenly, the fingers were removed, leaving him open mouthed and panting. His tried to thrust his hips upward, whimpering as Taichi's mouth pulled back. But almost as soon, it was back. Wondering if he was going to melt into a little puddle of arousal, Daisuke attempted to calm his madly beating heard and shuddering breaths. His back arched up and he gasped as he felt a finger pressed into him. "Haa...haa..." But the mouth on his member was distracting him with swirling wet caresses and gentle nibbles. Torn between pain and pleasure, he was helpless to the hands that roamed and penetrated his body. He could feel another finger enter, then three, but the pain virtually stopped as a digit grazed his spot. Unable to stop himself, he half screamed, half exhaled and tried to press down against the probing fingers. Lying there, he felt himself suddenly left alone. Trying to compose himself and ignore his extreme hard-on, he opened his eyes and began rising. He was able to catch a blur of something moving, then he was grabbed and twisted around. Pressed into a kneeling position, he had the perfect view out of the little window in the bottom of the middle room that linked the roped tubes to the other plastic tubes. Staring down, he wondered if Ronald McDonald was *meant* to look like a perverted clown as he grinned up from his picture on the tile floor. However, his thoughts were distracted as he felt something large being pressed into him. Crying out impulsively, he braced himself against the floor of the plastic suspended room and lowered his head. Doing so allowed him the perfect perspective to see the hand that snaked around his waist and began stroking his arousal once more. "Tsu tsu...aa..aa..." He felt Taichi press harder into him, almost moving too quickly. However, Taichi seemed to know just how hard he could press the boy in front of him, and that was a credit for him in Daisuke's book. Clenching his hands again into fists, Daisuke could feel himself pressing back against the beginning shallow thrusts behind him. They became deeper, and harder, as he got more used to it. Soon, every thrust was hitting his prostate deep inside him, making him moan even louder. If they got in trouble, it was all Taichi's fault. Tai *knew* that he was extremely vocal in bed - or anywhere else, for that matter. However, with a hand pumping his erection and Taichi thrusting into him from behind, he suddenly found that he could barely breath - let alone moan. His breathless cries increased as he felt a tongue dip into the curve of his spine, caressing wet trails up his back. Dropping onto his elbows as Taichi thrust forward, he almost bit himself on the arm as his body finally began its release. A few mind-shattering moments later, he vaguely felt himself filled with something, then pulled into a comforting embrace. As he became more conscious, he also felt more sticky. Grimacing, he opened his eyes and met those of his lover. "Taichi..." Snuggling closer, he giggled as he realized Taichi was still wearing his shirt. Then again, he was wearing a shirt too, it was simply scrunched up. Frowning a little as he was laid onto the ground, he had three seconds to wonder what was going on. Till he felt something wet and soft brushing over his stomach. Looking down, he watched wide-eyed as Taichi cleaned him off gently, using only his tongue. Laying there passively, he swallowed as he was redressed. A moment later, and Taichi also dressed, he felt himself being helped down the tubes. Standing on still shaky legs, he smiled as Taichi put his shoes on for him. Clutching his bag with his little Digi toy to his chest, he followed Tai out of the restaurant and towards the car. Once inside, and pulling out of the parking lot, he shyly glanced at his brown haired boyfriend. "Tai? What'cha thinking?" "Hm? Oh... heh... just how much it's going to suck to be the cleanup person for the indoor playground..." "Oh..." Giggling, and alternately grimacing, at the thought Daisuke pulled out his little toy and began playing with it on the dashboard. "Tai?" "Yes?" "Um... my hands are kinda sticky... could we stop somewhere? I think I just saw a sign for McDonalds..." *~*~*~* End! ^_^;;
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