Lost in the Woods 04: Comfort for the Wounded
#4 of [2004] Lost in the Woods
This is a story that I wrote long, long, long ago. It was the first furry story I ever wrote. If you think it sucks, that's why. Please don't let it discourage you from reading my newer work. I have improved a lot over the years.
When I wrote this, I was the administrator of the Digiartists' Domain, I had nothing like a "fursona," and I went by the handle "Da WOLFE." All of my work from back then is still there, just chillin'. I had quite the crush on certain Digimon (Flamedramon and Veemon in particular). I apparently had an odd taste for rape stories. Some chapters of this series have that in them. They will be properly marked. Glad I outgrew that one.
The DaD, Digimon, and these stories were my very first foray into the furry fandom. As such, there is a lot of nostalgia for me here. I started two other Digimon series, but this is actually the only series to date that I have completely finished. Even so, I remember running out of steam and having to force myself to write the ending.
In other words, as the author, I know that this isn't anywhere close to being my best work, but it's still pretty special to me. I hope you enjoy it.
I'll post all of my old work to this account, as well as my Weasyl and my FurAffinity, so that there can be a proper archive of all my furry-related writing.
Comfort for the Wounded by 12 as Da WOLFE Originally published March 13, 2004
When Veemon came to yet again that afternoon, he had lots more energy than he'd had in the morning. He found himself lying in a soft patch of grass, no longer covered in Blackwargreymon's seed, and his own blood, sweat and tears. He felt fresh and clean. He could only vaguely remember that morning, and he smiled when he did.
"War... greymon...." It hurt to talk, and his voice was very low and hoarse. But his friend was at his side in an instant.
"What is it, Veemon?"
"Thank... you... very much...."
Wargreymon smiled at his friend. "No problem. You think you can digivolve again?"
"Soon... in a... bit.... Blackwargreymon...."
"You never did tell me what he did to you."
"He... he... h-he...." Veemon was crying again, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.
"Easy, easy.... Calm down, it's alright...." Wargreymon tried to comfort his sobbing friend. "Don't worry, relax. You can tell me when you're up to it. Are you hungry?" Veemon nodded, and his sobs slowed down to hiccups.
Wargreymon grinned. "I thought so. I gathered some fruits and berries earlier. Here you go." He pulled up a very large leaf, which had lots of delicious-looking fruits on it. Veemon thanked Wargreymon again and ate hungrily. Wargreymon helped himself to a handful of the tasty berries.
Veemon enjoyed the fruit. The coolness seemed to soothe his throat. He focused on that. He did not want to remember the last night.But, he thought. _Wargreymon will ask me again. I know it. I might as well tell him now, and get it over with._Veemon ate another handful of berries and spoke again. Thanks to the fruit, his throat didn't hurt as much.
"Okay," he said. "I guess... I'm up to it... now...."
Wargreymon gave Veemon his full attention as he told him everything, pausing now and then to eat some fruit. He didn't dare look at Wargreymon as he spoke. He couldn't bear to see his face. After a while of hoarse explaining, Veemon finished with a sigh and finally turned to look at his partner.
Rage was written all over Wargreymon's face. His teeth were bared, and his nostrils were flaring. The anger was so great that Wargreymon was trembling. Veemon shook a bit as well, not used to seeing his friend this way.
"Hey, calm down!" Veemon exclaimed, swallowing a bit of fruit. "Are you okay?"
Wargreymon took a couple of deep breaths, and managed to cool down a bit. But then his face contorted again. Veemon stared in horror as he realized that his friend was crying.
"H-how could... he... d-do that t-to you?" he sobbed. "H-he just c-came out of nowhere and... at-tacked us a-and then he... he...." Wargreymon was crying too much to continue. Veemon, unsure of what to do, just reached over and hugged his partner until he stopped crying.
"I-I'm sorry.... I just..." Wargreymon's voice trailed off into silence.
"Don't worry about it," said Veemon, who was able to talk clearly once again. "I can understand."
Veemon stood up. Pain shot through his body, but he ignored it. "I want to digivolve now."
"You shouldn't, you know," said Wargreymon, rubbing his nose. "You still look hurt."
"I am," said Veemon, wincing. "But I'd still feel better out here as Flamedramon, or even better, Exveemon. But it seems that I can't digivolve into him right now, so Flamedramon will do."
Wargreymon grinned and activated Davis' D3 and watched as Veemon changed again into Flamedramon. Flamedramon immediately fell back onto the grass, wincing in pain.
"Are you alright?" asked Wargreymon, alarmed.
"Yeah, I'm fine," said Flamedramon. "It just hurts...."
"Well, I might be able to help you with that," said Wargreymon. "I'm not sure how it came to be, but this forest has aloe plants. I got some when I went looking for these." He gestured toward the remainder of the fruit on the large leaf. "I thought it might help your, uh... wound." He winked at Veemon, who grinned.
"Are you sure? It still hurts, you know."
"Don't worry, Flame," said Wargreymon, removing some of his armor. "I'll be gentle."
Wargreymon rubbed some of the aloe onto his hardening shaft and helped Flamedramon to flip onto his stomach. He held himself over the dragon and slowly, carefully, inserted Flamedramon, who gasped in pain. Wargreymon paused for a while, then pushed in slowly until he was in to the hilt.
The pain decreased greatly as the head of Wargreymon's dick rubbed against Flamedramon's prostate. He moaned and gave Wargreymon a nod to continue.
Wargreymon began pumping in and out of Flamedramon's abused hole, the both of them groaning in ecstasy. Wargreymon told Flamedramon as his climax began to approach, and Flamedramon was ready as the hot, sticky fluid filled him.
After Wargreymon pulled out, Flamedramon tried to get behind the Mega-level Digimon. But as he tried to stand up, pain shot through him again, and he sat back down.
"Man, I don't know how I digivolved in this condition," he said. Wargreymon chuckled.
"Don't worry about it. Just relax."
Flamedramon did as he was told, and lay back on the soft grass. Wargreymon put his ten-inch cock into Flamedramon's mouth. Flamedramon sucked gently at Wargreymon's prick, teasing the head with his tongue and licking at the underside, while fondling his testicles.
"Come on, Flame! You should know what it's like to be tortured!"
"Ha, ha, ha," said Flamedramon. "Very funny." Wargreymon grinned.
"Hey, I had to find some way to lighten your mood."
Flamedramon rolled his eyes and stuck Wargreymon's dick into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat. He began to suck, head bobbing up and down.
Flamedramon's earlier treatment hadn't yet worn off, so it wasn't too long before Wargreymon fired his second load into Flamedramon's warm mouth. As the orgasm ceased, Wargreymon fell on his back beside Flamedramon.
"I'll bet anything that I was better than Blackwargreymon," he teased.
"You'd win that bet," said Flamedramon. The two of them put an arm around the other, and soon fell into a deep and fitful sleep. They would have to stay at the campsite, and wait a few days for Flamedramon to heal, but they would soon be continuing their search for their Tamers.
To Be Continued...