5Just a Mimato fluff or smut whatever you want to say it. No lemon. enjoy
I do not own digimon
"Matt, come here."
Mimi was calling insistently from the bedroom. Matt rolled his eyes. "Let me finish shaving, Meems."
"At eight at night?" Mimi was in the bathroom doorway now, eyebrows raised skeptically at her husband. "Yama, I don't give a damn about that. I just want to hold you."
Matt splashed some cold water over his face, and then turned around, eying his spunky wife. Desire was evident in her eyes. He walked to her, slipping his hands around her waist. He stood there for a moment, searching deep into his wife's hazel eyes which were glistening bright.
Gazing into his sapphire blue eyes, Mimi snaked her arms around Matt's neck, drawing closer to him, body up against his. She nuzzled him hungrily, rubbing his back with one hand, the other playing with his hair.
Matt felt his knees weaken slightly at Mimi's hungry advances- she could be a wild cat! He kissed every inch of her face that he could get, working his tongue into her mouth. When that didn't satisfy him, he worked his mouth to the hollow of her neck, leaving a trail of passionate kisses all over her face and neck.
She moaned as he did this, whispering breathlessly, "Matt...the bedroom?" Her free arm waved aimlessly towards their bedroom as she eagerly kissed him back, nipping his ear. When she felt her feet leave the ground, she gasped lightly, then giggled as Matt carried her into their bedroom.
Laying her down on the bed, he scrutinized his wife. "Aren't you a little over-dressed, Mrs. Ishida?"
Mimi sat up and smiled knowingly at her husband. "You're one to talk." yanked at his robe, then tugged it off of his muscular shoulders. Pulling him into her embrace, she allowed him to pull her nightgown over her head, and she pulled her arms out of it. In the next moment, she was flat on her back, breathing somewhat shallow from excitement, kissing Matt wherever she could get to. She managed to roll over and get on top of him, giving him butterfly kisses on his nose, and then she went for his mouth.
Matt was enjoying this, and very much so. He opened his mouth slightly, and Mimi took full advantage, her tongue quickly finding his. "Mimi," said Matt, kissing her back, "could your French kisses get any better than this?"
"Do you want them to?" Mimi ran a long finger down his arm, making him shudder slightly.
"Mimi..." Matt didn't know if he could stand how much of a temptation she was just this moment.
Mimi's upper torso was still pinning him on his back, and she whispered, "Make love to me, darling." She leaned down and began kissing him all over again, this time staying on her back as she wrapped her arms around him and they rolled over.
Matt knew she was giving him her surrender, telling him without words that she was finished with her bantering torture. He grinned softly, attacking the hollow of her neck again. "Do you still hope you won't get pregnant?"
Eyes closed in obvious pleasure, Mimi replied simply, "Oh, I don't hope, darling. I am."
"Perfect..."
Mimi was laughing happily to herself, letting her husband have his way. It would hit him in the morning. He would be shocked, surprised, and overenthusiastic. She'd love his reaction when he finds out she is pregnant. To hell with it, morning would come soon enough. And then she would deal with him. But for now, this suited her just...perfect.
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