Episode Three: Beneath the Deep

Taiyo licks her lips and removes her flip flops, undies her belt and slides her jeans off.

Taiyo: "You look fantastic."

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Renamon removes the top off a thing of DigiNoir and offers it to Aroma.

*Aroma takes it & looks inside.*

"Are you sure it's safe? For humans, I mean."
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"Thanks, you too."

*Euryale sticks her hands behind her back & rocks back & forth on her heels.*

"So...you wanna feel what they're like?"

Taiyo looks between Euryale's chest and stomach, not sure which sje's refering to.

Taiyo: "Yes."

She scooches back on the bed to let Euryale on.

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Renamon: "As far as I know you're the first humans to come to this world."

*Euryale comes over & sits beside her, putting an arm around her. She rests her head on Taiyo's shoulder, rubbing it in a bit.*

"Go ahead, I don't mind."
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*Aroma frowns as her stomach growls.*

"Then maybe it isn't such a good idea...."

Taiyo moves to straddle Euryale's legs and looks her up and down, licking her lips.

Taiyo: "Really?"

She reaches out and rubs Euryale's stomach, shuddering

Taiyo: "This is incredible."

She runs the tips of her fingers along Euryale's stomach, lightly pressing down every now and again, feeling how firm they are before moving her hands up to Euryale's chest, leaning in, lips puckered.

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Renamon: "I'm afraid you don't have many options."

"That's good to hear."

*Euryale leans in as well, planting her lips on Taiyo's. She sighs contentedly when Taiyo moves her hands up, & puts her own hands on Taiyo's waist.*
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"It won't do me any good if it turns out to be poisonous to me. I have some trail mix, but I don't want to waste it. I guess I'll just have to go without food for a while."

*She checks on the meat.*

Taiyo begins to do her thing, being inexperienced it's probably a little weird. She breaks off from the kiss and licks Euryale's lip.

Taiyo: "I'm getting really into this."

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Renamon shrugs and partakes in her weird DigiTreat.

*Euryale seems unconcerned with any weirdness.*

"Me too...oh, maybe we should lock the door."
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*She gets some cans down & opens them for Dorumon & Guilmon. Once they have it, they start pouring it down their gullets. Once the meat is done, she gets it out & cuts pieces off, setting saucers of meat strips down for them. She then sits at the table & drums her fingers against it while watching Renamon, her stomach still growling.*

Taiyo: "Oh, um, yeah that'd be a good idea."

Reluctantly she lets go and hurries to close and lock the door, her legs looking like they might give out at any second.

She returns to her position on Euryale's legs sitting a little lower to feel Euryale's thighs and calves.

Taiyo: "You have really strong legs and...everything. I don't have nearly enough arms to feel everything."

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Renamon tilts her head in confusion at Aroma staring at her.

Renamon: "Is something else wrong?"

"No, I'm just...I need to occupy my thoughts. What are you thinking about right now?"
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"Kinda glad you only have 2. I'm adventurous, but eh...."

*She, meanwhile, feels Taiyo's own legs.*

"You've got some pretty strong legs yourself. But they're leaner than mine, so I don't think it's from roundhouse kicks...hmm...track?"

Taiyo: "Swimming mostly. I did some track in school."

Taiyo again leans forward, so she's practically laying on Euryale and whispers into her ear.

Taiyo: "Can we go a little further?"

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Renamon: "What our enemies will be like that you all had to be given those marks."

"Oh, that's...can we talk about something more pleasant? Like...those gloves are ice. Where did you get them? What are they made from?"
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"Yes, Ma'am!"

Taiyo blushes.

Taiyo: "Um...where would we go from here? I've um...never done this before."

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Renamon: "I've had them since obtaining this form. They're likely made from data that's been altered to resemble some kind of fabric."

"So...they're not gloves? You can't take them off? Do...do they feel pain?"
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"I was thinking that we were going to have sex. Which is a lot like what we're doing now, only without pants."

Taiyo: "I...don't really want my first time to be in a really weird house with a group of others like right outside the door or somewhere. I'm really enjoying what we're doing now, it's just...I want my first time with you to be somewhere special. Is there anything else we could do? Without pants. You looked so good naked."

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Renamon: "I've never tried to remove them. They don't show signs of sentinence, so I don't believe they feel pain."

"I meant like...do they hurt you if they get ripped?"
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"...We could touch ourselves?"

Taiyo licks her lips. Her mouth is probably covered in drool by now.

Taiyo: "Okay."

She gets off of Euryale.

OOC: And this is probably where this is left to the reader's imagination.

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Renamon: "Not that I've noticed."

"Well, I like gloves like that. You see?"

*She holds her glorious silk-clad arm out, turning it different ways for Renamon to inspect. Meanwhile, Lalamon sits on her lap & pushes its stubby arm into a can of DigiNoir as far as she can, reaching around until she pulls out a handful, & pops it into her mouth.*

Renamon: "I suppose they're nice. I've never viewed them as anything more than apart of myself."

"You could try mine on, if you'd like. Oh, but you only have 3 fingers. N-n-n-not that there's anything wrong with that!"

*She shakes her head.*

Renamon: "I think my fingers are too big to fit in them anyways."

"Well, when we get back to the real world, I could make you other sets of gloves, if you'd like. Or anything else, for that matter."

Renamon looms both confused and embarrassed.

Renamon: "Th...thank you."

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Taiyo lies down beside Euryale, cuddling up to her and feeling her abs.

Taiyo: "That was...so fun!"

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Zarek: "Don't you ever sleep?"

Wizardmon is pacing around the room as Zarek walks in.

Wizardmon: "Not often during such dark times. What did Murmukusmon have to say?"

Zarek: "Nothing. Been slain."

Wizardmon: "How? No other force on the island is strong enough to defeat him. And those that are are either sealed away, dead, or not interested."

Zarek: "Not quite. A blast from the past is on the island. Half of a former Knight."

Wizardmon: "Both of those Dracomon had died long ago. Whether or not they retained their memories after rebirth is unknown. Unless you mean...WarGreymon?"

Zarek: "Close. Agumon had gone the path of the Black Knight."

Wizardmon: "How? Why?"

Zarek: "Did Wisemon not inform you before its disappearance?"

Wizardmon: "No. Wisemon didn't divulge too much in the contents of its Book. And the hieroglyphs present in the pyramid don't display anything other then their eventual fall."

Zarek: "I suspect Daemon's touch may be a contributing factor, but with it sealed away and the Corps now followong a new leader I'm not too worried about or the rest of its club. For now at least."

"Yeah, but...well, don't get me wrong, but I'd rather touch someone besides myself."
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"I'm sorry, I didn't offend you, did I?"

Renamon: "No, not at all."

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Taiyo: "I guess it isn't fair only I got to do some touching."

She rolls over on to her back.

Taiyo: "Would you um...start with my belly? If you don't mind."

This has gone on long enough, so fast forward to some point during the day and the whole lot of them are woken up by sunlight beaming in through their windows.

Taiyo rummages through her backpack for her shorts, a change of bathing suit which is identical to her previous one only blue, and shirt which is a white cropped tank top with a decale that looks loke claw marks on the front.