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Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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10
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The Hikari Report
The Hikari Report
By Kahnevi
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Megaman or Protoman or anyone else in this series. Some japanese twit does. I'm just temporarily using him as a sex god. I promise you that I'm not making money off of this. If you don't like the idea of kinky Mega/Protoman sex, or if it is somewhat illegal wherever you may be to read this, then kindly go away.
Summary: Err...something about how Mega has a crush on Protoman. How far is he willing to go to get his goal? And if he does, how far will he go to cover his ass afterward?
Pairings thus far include: Megaman/Protoman
Activities thus far include: Oral, anal, bondage, non-con, nipple play.
Introduction: This idea kinda came out of a black hole in my mind. Although my best friend, Grace, helped me sort out the plot so it kinda sorta made sense. The only other credit I could give is to the appalling lack of Megaman playing the top in Fan Fiction. I should note, however, that I see this story as one big flowing thing with chapter breaks for dramatic effect. So, if it says...oh for example, Activities thus far include Oral, and you don't see Oral, then just go to the second chapter.
Sex Ed Class: Wow! It suddenly occured to me after writing the second chapter that some of you might not be terribly familiar with the sexual terminology (minors in Adultfan? Never...) So I'm going to explain some of the terminology I shall use. Okay?
Spread-Eagle position: Tied to the four corners of a bed or a table, a limb for each corner. Looks kinda like a star.
Lubricant: Used during sex to make the Penis go in easier.
Oral: Penis to mouth stimulation.
Anal: Penis to buttocks stimulation.
Masturbation: Penis to hand stimulation.
Baka: Japanese for Idiot, or Stupid.
Lesson over for now. So we begin! To the story....
“ARWARRRRRNNNNN!!!!!” ... this was the sound of Lan Hikari awakening after twelve hours sleep. As it would so happen, Lan was on summer vacation. Which in essense, meant that he was left alone by almost all adults to be of his own accord. This was judged mainly by the fact that his father was almost always working at the sci lab, and his mother had taken on a recent infatuation for swapping bread recipies with the neighbors. None of this bothered Lan terribly, mainly because he was thirteen now and he was of the age where he could entertain himself. He had in fact come to that day in the lives of most homosexual children where it all “made sense”. Lan had just recently realized why it was that he didn't quite make friends as well as the others, not to mention why he wasn't as fond of the slut of the week as many of his male friends, who he might note are few and far between. If he had any friends at all they were almost always girls, and almost always sweet, sensitive and caring, as opposed to skanky and bitchy. Lan knew in his heart that it was the boys that he cared about. Really, he'd known since the crib. He always loved Dex, who he'd known since then, always big-boned, always big...well eteceterated...sadly however Lan barely had time for such things these days. The WWW was constantly under attack and Lan needed to have more important things on his mind then bulging jeans. It was perhaps this lack of sexual outlet that seeped into Megaman. It has often been said that a certain resonence of the soul occurs between a well oiled team of navi and operator. It is entirely possible, that what occurs next is Lan's fault for stopping his sexual development (in the name of all things Chaud) for “more important things”. It could very well be the fact that the boy wouldn't even consider pleasuring himself, let alone dating. It could also have been a virus.
At this point Megaman was doing exactly what you would expect him to do. Ringing and telling Lan to do his homework. Generally speaking, this isn't what Megaman wanted to be doing. When Lan's father developed Megaman to be Lan's virtual equal, he didn't make any mistakes. Specifically speaking, Megaman had a horrible crush on Protoman. One of those horrible crushes (we all know them) that make your pants triangular at the mere thought of the person. Megaman had done everything in reason to try and get the red wonder to notice him, but had failed miserably, achieving instead only contempt and rivalry. Now, Megaman had gone to great strides, going where no Navi should ever go, to find out that Protoman was on an errend in ACDC area three for Chaud today, AND that Chaud would be away from his PET for several hours during a meeting. Megaman had a plan. But first, he needed Lan to go away for awhile. “Lan! LAN! Wake up will ya?” Megaman grew more and more impatient by the second. The thought of doing unspeakably erotic and sadistic things to Protoman was enough to make is body suit shrink. “Ughhh?” Lan said. Megaman didn't know whether this was a response or a question, but he decided to assume it was a question. “GET UP!” Megaman shouted, “For once I have business on the net. Are you saying that I'm not important enough for you? Besides, you know mom is gonna be mad if you don't do your homework, and I shouldn't have to wait around for you to figure out what six times seven is!” Lan simply turned over and flopped back on the bed. “Megaman...it's Saturday.” Megaman was not going to stand for this. He had one and only one chance to claim Protoman, and it was now. “LAN! I AM WARNING YOU! GET YOUR LAZY BUM OFF THAT BED OR I WILL BEEP!” Lan slowly turned over in his bed and rose from the covers, his eyes wide as saucers. “You...you're bluffing!” Megaman shook his head at Lan from behind the PET. He summoned the options menu, and took a look at the alert icons. Picking the most obnoxious alert he could, Megaman turned on the PET's optional sub woofers. Grinnining, Megaman slowly, and casually poked the "OK" button. The reaction was immediate. Lan leaped up from the bed and to the desk in less then two seconds, hit a switch on the back of the PET, and scowled down at a rather satisfied Megaman. “What do you want. On a Saturday. When I could be sleeping. On a Saturday. When I COULD BE --” Megaman yawned. “Sleeping. Ya, I know. I need you to jack me in. I have...business in ACDC area three.” Lan shook his head, still partially asleep. “I...huh?” Megaman sighed. “Look, you don't even have to operate. You can even give me a Sneakrun subchip, so I don't have to worry about viruses. Just...please Lan?” Now it was Lan's turn to sigh. He hated it when Mega used that tone of voice. It always made him crumble. “Fine Mega.” he said dejectionally “Just, be careful. If nothing else I'll need a calculator later. Jack in Megaman. Execute!”
The swirl of cyberkenitics vanished as Megaman materialised in ACDC area one. He looked around himself and noticed all the Programs and Viruses that would normally take notice and either welcome him or attack him depending. This visit however, was not normally. Megaman, under invisible cover of the Sneakrun subchip, had only an hour and a half to execute his plan before Chaud would return to his PET. Turning his attention to the real world, Megaman noticed Lan had gone back to bed. This was no real loss; actually it made the whole ordeal that much easier. Megaman took off at a run heading for the chip dealer in ACDC three. At a glance he saw many navis that he knew. Glide, Roll, and Gutsman were chatting in ACDC two...but Megaman hadn't time. As Mega crossed between ACDC's two and three he saw the red wonder stocking up on Recover 50s, and silmultaniusly his manhood chose to stock up on blood. Skirting through the shadows in the cyber world, so as to make sure he wasn't noticed, Megaman studied Protoman. He loved his voice...he loved the way the red body suit hugged his ass, even the way he reached out his muscled right arm, much stronger then his, to hand over the zenny for the chips...but too quickly the moment ended, and Protoman had taken off from the chip dealer, heading immediately toward Oran Area one. Megaman followed suit. Once out of sight, Megaman made his move. Aiming for the feet, Megaman fired a charged Megablast, knocking the red to the ground. Megaman smiled sadistically at the fallen beauty, now trying to remove his quickly melting footwear. Calmly Megaman sauntered over to the Protoman and, taking his hair less then lightly in his right hand, Megaman smashed the fallen blonde's head into the ground, knocking him unconsious.
When Protoman awoke he found himself naked and tied spread eagle to a table in an air conditioning system leaving him cold, frustrated, and at a loss for words. As the cold air rushed to greet his warm body, Protoman shivered. His body shrunk as he shivered. Protoman's eyes searched the room for any hints. Aside form the obvious signs of rotating air programs, there were no clues as to his whereabouts. “Hey! Hey you programs! A little help here?!” But Protoman's shouts were in vein. The only response he got from the programs was the all too familiar, and almost canned, “Welcome to the air conditioning unit! We love your air!” Protoman began to struggle against his bonds, only to realize quite painfully that they were (as his limbs were too numb to notice) made of frigid steel. Suddenly, from behind him Protoman heard the soft splat of naked feet on cold unforgiving ground. His heart racing faster by the beat, Protoman attempted to turn his head backwords, but failed. The footsteps grew louder. Protoman's heart beat faster as he struggled against his bonds, his instincts taking over. He no longer cared where he was, or what he was (or wasn't) wearing; all that mattered was to get away. Then, as he sensed that the body had finally reached his head, he opened his mouh in protest, only to have it sealed off as the unknown being forced Protoman into a rough kiss. Protoman attempted to fight, struggling against his bonds to break the contact, but it was no use. He could feel the other inside his mouth. His tongue (he was sure it was a him from the pungent bodily odour) was now prodding, poking, and exploring his teeth, his tongue, his gums. Protoman's senses were awash with confusion, rage, and, oddly enough, lust. His body told him to relax into the feeling. Every instinct that Protoman had wanted to invite the intruder into his body. To release the pressure that had built up for so long. However, Protoman knew this was wrong. He knew this isn't what he wanted...not with a man at least...and so (however good a kisser the other might be...) the red bit down on the intruder, hard, expecting, hoping, pleading, that this would cause whatever it was to back off. This, however, rather then yielding an adequate response caused the other to pull back out of his mouth calmy and begin once again rotating around the Protoman. Slowly, the victom opened his eyes. Expecting to find an enemy. Hoping to find a friend, or at least a woman. “...ME...MEGAMAN?!”
Ooohhh...shiny! I promise we'll actually get to the sex in the next chapter. Read and Review please! I'll keep writing regardless, but I just like to have people comment me. Oh, and any flaming you have to do, keep it to yourself. Only compliments and constructive criticism (we all like to get better!) please. In the future you can expect Oral, Anal, and Nipple play.
Kahnevi.
By Kahnevi
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Megaman or Protoman or anyone else in this series. Some japanese twit does. I'm just temporarily using him as a sex god. I promise you that I'm not making money off of this. If you don't like the idea of kinky Mega/Protoman sex, or if it is somewhat illegal wherever you may be to read this, then kindly go away.
Summary: Err...something about how Mega has a crush on Protoman. How far is he willing to go to get his goal? And if he does, how far will he go to cover his ass afterward?
Pairings thus far include: Megaman/Protoman
Activities thus far include: Oral, anal, bondage, non-con, nipple play.
Introduction: This idea kinda came out of a black hole in my mind. Although my best friend, Grace, helped me sort out the plot so it kinda sorta made sense. The only other credit I could give is to the appalling lack of Megaman playing the top in Fan Fiction. I should note, however, that I see this story as one big flowing thing with chapter breaks for dramatic effect. So, if it says...oh for example, Activities thus far include Oral, and you don't see Oral, then just go to the second chapter.
Sex Ed Class: Wow! It suddenly occured to me after writing the second chapter that some of you might not be terribly familiar with the sexual terminology (minors in Adultfan? Never...) So I'm going to explain some of the terminology I shall use. Okay?
Spread-Eagle position: Tied to the four corners of a bed or a table, a limb for each corner. Looks kinda like a star.
Lubricant: Used during sex to make the Penis go in easier.
Oral: Penis to mouth stimulation.
Anal: Penis to buttocks stimulation.
Masturbation: Penis to hand stimulation.
Baka: Japanese for Idiot, or Stupid.
Lesson over for now. So we begin! To the story....
“ARWARRRRRNNNNN!!!!!” ... this was the sound of Lan Hikari awakening after twelve hours sleep. As it would so happen, Lan was on summer vacation. Which in essense, meant that he was left alone by almost all adults to be of his own accord. This was judged mainly by the fact that his father was almost always working at the sci lab, and his mother had taken on a recent infatuation for swapping bread recipies with the neighbors. None of this bothered Lan terribly, mainly because he was thirteen now and he was of the age where he could entertain himself. He had in fact come to that day in the lives of most homosexual children where it all “made sense”. Lan had just recently realized why it was that he didn't quite make friends as well as the others, not to mention why he wasn't as fond of the slut of the week as many of his male friends, who he might note are few and far between. If he had any friends at all they were almost always girls, and almost always sweet, sensitive and caring, as opposed to skanky and bitchy. Lan knew in his heart that it was the boys that he cared about. Really, he'd known since the crib. He always loved Dex, who he'd known since then, always big-boned, always big...well eteceterated...sadly however Lan barely had time for such things these days. The WWW was constantly under attack and Lan needed to have more important things on his mind then bulging jeans. It was perhaps this lack of sexual outlet that seeped into Megaman. It has often been said that a certain resonence of the soul occurs between a well oiled team of navi and operator. It is entirely possible, that what occurs next is Lan's fault for stopping his sexual development (in the name of all things Chaud) for “more important things”. It could very well be the fact that the boy wouldn't even consider pleasuring himself, let alone dating. It could also have been a virus.
At this point Megaman was doing exactly what you would expect him to do. Ringing and telling Lan to do his homework. Generally speaking, this isn't what Megaman wanted to be doing. When Lan's father developed Megaman to be Lan's virtual equal, he didn't make any mistakes. Specifically speaking, Megaman had a horrible crush on Protoman. One of those horrible crushes (we all know them) that make your pants triangular at the mere thought of the person. Megaman had done everything in reason to try and get the red wonder to notice him, but had failed miserably, achieving instead only contempt and rivalry. Now, Megaman had gone to great strides, going where no Navi should ever go, to find out that Protoman was on an errend in ACDC area three for Chaud today, AND that Chaud would be away from his PET for several hours during a meeting. Megaman had a plan. But first, he needed Lan to go away for awhile. “Lan! LAN! Wake up will ya?” Megaman grew more and more impatient by the second. The thought of doing unspeakably erotic and sadistic things to Protoman was enough to make is body suit shrink. “Ughhh?” Lan said. Megaman didn't know whether this was a response or a question, but he decided to assume it was a question. “GET UP!” Megaman shouted, “For once I have business on the net. Are you saying that I'm not important enough for you? Besides, you know mom is gonna be mad if you don't do your homework, and I shouldn't have to wait around for you to figure out what six times seven is!” Lan simply turned over and flopped back on the bed. “Megaman...it's Saturday.” Megaman was not going to stand for this. He had one and only one chance to claim Protoman, and it was now. “LAN! I AM WARNING YOU! GET YOUR LAZY BUM OFF THAT BED OR I WILL BEEP!” Lan slowly turned over in his bed and rose from the covers, his eyes wide as saucers. “You...you're bluffing!” Megaman shook his head at Lan from behind the PET. He summoned the options menu, and took a look at the alert icons. Picking the most obnoxious alert he could, Megaman turned on the PET's optional sub woofers. Grinnining, Megaman slowly, and casually poked the "OK" button. The reaction was immediate. Lan leaped up from the bed and to the desk in less then two seconds, hit a switch on the back of the PET, and scowled down at a rather satisfied Megaman. “What do you want. On a Saturday. When I could be sleeping. On a Saturday. When I COULD BE --” Megaman yawned. “Sleeping. Ya, I know. I need you to jack me in. I have...business in ACDC area three.” Lan shook his head, still partially asleep. “I...huh?” Megaman sighed. “Look, you don't even have to operate. You can even give me a Sneakrun subchip, so I don't have to worry about viruses. Just...please Lan?” Now it was Lan's turn to sigh. He hated it when Mega used that tone of voice. It always made him crumble. “Fine Mega.” he said dejectionally “Just, be careful. If nothing else I'll need a calculator later. Jack in Megaman. Execute!”
The swirl of cyberkenitics vanished as Megaman materialised in ACDC area one. He looked around himself and noticed all the Programs and Viruses that would normally take notice and either welcome him or attack him depending. This visit however, was not normally. Megaman, under invisible cover of the Sneakrun subchip, had only an hour and a half to execute his plan before Chaud would return to his PET. Turning his attention to the real world, Megaman noticed Lan had gone back to bed. This was no real loss; actually it made the whole ordeal that much easier. Megaman took off at a run heading for the chip dealer in ACDC three. At a glance he saw many navis that he knew. Glide, Roll, and Gutsman were chatting in ACDC two...but Megaman hadn't time. As Mega crossed between ACDC's two and three he saw the red wonder stocking up on Recover 50s, and silmultaniusly his manhood chose to stock up on blood. Skirting through the shadows in the cyber world, so as to make sure he wasn't noticed, Megaman studied Protoman. He loved his voice...he loved the way the red body suit hugged his ass, even the way he reached out his muscled right arm, much stronger then his, to hand over the zenny for the chips...but too quickly the moment ended, and Protoman had taken off from the chip dealer, heading immediately toward Oran Area one. Megaman followed suit. Once out of sight, Megaman made his move. Aiming for the feet, Megaman fired a charged Megablast, knocking the red to the ground. Megaman smiled sadistically at the fallen beauty, now trying to remove his quickly melting footwear. Calmly Megaman sauntered over to the Protoman and, taking his hair less then lightly in his right hand, Megaman smashed the fallen blonde's head into the ground, knocking him unconsious.
When Protoman awoke he found himself naked and tied spread eagle to a table in an air conditioning system leaving him cold, frustrated, and at a loss for words. As the cold air rushed to greet his warm body, Protoman shivered. His body shrunk as he shivered. Protoman's eyes searched the room for any hints. Aside form the obvious signs of rotating air programs, there were no clues as to his whereabouts. “Hey! Hey you programs! A little help here?!” But Protoman's shouts were in vein. The only response he got from the programs was the all too familiar, and almost canned, “Welcome to the air conditioning unit! We love your air!” Protoman began to struggle against his bonds, only to realize quite painfully that they were (as his limbs were too numb to notice) made of frigid steel. Suddenly, from behind him Protoman heard the soft splat of naked feet on cold unforgiving ground. His heart racing faster by the beat, Protoman attempted to turn his head backwords, but failed. The footsteps grew louder. Protoman's heart beat faster as he struggled against his bonds, his instincts taking over. He no longer cared where he was, or what he was (or wasn't) wearing; all that mattered was to get away. Then, as he sensed that the body had finally reached his head, he opened his mouh in protest, only to have it sealed off as the unknown being forced Protoman into a rough kiss. Protoman attempted to fight, struggling against his bonds to break the contact, but it was no use. He could feel the other inside his mouth. His tongue (he was sure it was a him from the pungent bodily odour) was now prodding, poking, and exploring his teeth, his tongue, his gums. Protoman's senses were awash with confusion, rage, and, oddly enough, lust. His body told him to relax into the feeling. Every instinct that Protoman had wanted to invite the intruder into his body. To release the pressure that had built up for so long. However, Protoman knew this was wrong. He knew this isn't what he wanted...not with a man at least...and so (however good a kisser the other might be...) the red bit down on the intruder, hard, expecting, hoping, pleading, that this would cause whatever it was to back off. This, however, rather then yielding an adequate response caused the other to pull back out of his mouth calmy and begin once again rotating around the Protoman. Slowly, the victom opened his eyes. Expecting to find an enemy. Hoping to find a friend, or at least a woman. “...ME...MEGAMAN?!”
Ooohhh...shiny! I promise we'll actually get to the sex in the next chapter. Read and Review please! I'll keep writing regardless, but I just like to have people comment me. Oh, and any flaming you have to do, keep it to yourself. Only compliments and constructive criticism (we all like to get better!) please. In the future you can expect Oral, Anal, and Nipple play.
Kahnevi.