Guilmon was lonely. He paced the small apartment he shared with Takato, his tail lashing anxiously behind him every time he paused. He should have gone with Takato when he went to go visit their friends, but he'd stayed up late and wanted to nap instead. He was regretting the decision now, as his human's temporary absence bothered him much more than he thought it would. He rummaged through the possessions he and Takato had collected together during their time in this digital world: Takato's art and baking supplies, Guilmon's armor and weapons, but nothing seemed to distract him. Whining softly, he wandered over to the bed that they shared and curled up, hoping to take another nap to pass the time. All he did, however, was lay curled up with his head until his tail until he finally heard Takato come through the door.
"Guilmon! I'm home! Sorry, the trip was a bust. Terriermon's theory didn't pan out, so we're gonna have to find a new way to get home."
He paused when no one came to tackle and lick him, and peered into the bedroom.
"Guilmon?"
He was happy his Tamer was home, but it didn't seem to be enough. He still felt oddly despondent, the knowledge that Takato could leave again so easily weighing heavily on his mind.
"Hi, Takato..."
Takato immediately sat down on the bed and stroked his best friend's back.
"What's wrong?"
Guilmon raised his head and miserably crooned.
"I don't knooooow! I just feel like I want..." He stopped abruptly, and turned to Takato, an idea forming in his mind. "I want you."
Takato blinked in surprise.
"What, you want me? What do you mean you want me? Do you mean...?" He blushed, remembering the many times the two of them had gotten intimate with each other. Guilmon was more than happy to screw Takato, of course, but that didn't feel like it would be enough. As he helped Takato disrobe, however, he decided that a nice fuck would help him relax Takato for the next step.
He pulled the naked boy into his lap, adjusting his position to get him lined up and ready.
As Takato bounced in his lap while he ground their hips together, Guilmon smiling at the familiar pleasure of his best friend's butt. What did he want from Takato? He started to get the craving when Takato left, so maybe he wanted him close? No, that wasn't enough. He wanted Takato to be closer than merely nearby, he wanted him to be... His eyes narrowed as he sensed Takato getting closer, and opened his mouth wide as Takato groaned and climaxed. His Tamer didn't get an explanation as Guilmon turned gently grabbed his arms and stuffed them into his mouth, turning Takato around and swallowing the exhausted boy, who was too weak and surprised to resist. The act of consuming Takato probed to be surprisingly orgasmic for him, the sensation of consuming such a huge meal that tasted so very delicious was sensual for the gluttonous Digimon. Takato was already halfway inside of him before he began trying to put up a fight, and Guilmon easily held his legs in place, taking his time as he consumed his human. Even when Takato was finally safely tucked away in his stomach, Guilmon couldn't stop licking his lips and the inside of his mouth, savoring both the taste and the knowledge that Takato was inside of him, inside of his stomach, where he would stay until Guilmon allowed him out. He sank down, resting some of his weight on the trapped boy as Takato's muffled questions and pleas reached his ears, shutting his eyes to finally finish his nap, now assured that Takato was right where he belonged.

Artwork created by  Takado

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