Gargomon let out a frustrated sigh when the front door finally closed, the faint sound of bike tires traveling across the loose gravel of the driveway coming to him soon after. The digimon’s pants still dangled around his ankles and his cock still jut up into the air, throbbing softly from its recent, and abruptly ended, attention. Just half an hour. Running to the store and back to pick up food for dinner. And then he promised he would help his partner finish when he got back. Promised. Assuming nothing else came up, that is.

He slumped back in the beanbag chair he'd so recently been pleasured in and covered his face with his paws. He hadn't meant to make his tamer feel guilty about not getting him off, but, dammit, it seemed like it happened every time! Whenever he finally had the teen between his legs it seemed like the universe itself was out to blue ball him. A phone call from the parents to run some errand or other while they were working, a friend announcing he was on his way to visit and making the two have to quickly put an end to their fun, or the new baby sister starting up a fuss and - he groaned and rolled his eyes as, as if on cue, the infant started up her wailing again. He was sorely tempted to just let her cry herself back to sleep, but he knew that Haru wouldn't like it if he did. Even less so if she was still crying when he got back and he hadn't done anything to soothe her. And so, with a bit of a huff, the chubby digital bunny rolled himself out of the beanbag chair, knocking over the gatling gauntlets he’d taken off for his ‘alone time’ with his tamer as he did so, tugged his pants back up around his waist, tucked his half-chub away, and made his way to the girl's room.

When he slid open her door the infant’s crying calmed a great deal, the sight of the ‘big, cuddly bunny’ always cheering the girl up at least a little, but while Yukiko had stopped her howling she still seemed upset, standing in her crib and holding the bars to keep herself upright with one tiny hand while the other reached and grasped for the floor, the little girl hiccuping and whining occasionally. His eyes followed her hand and he groaned to himself when they landed on her binkie, laying on the floor a few feet away. She just wanted her pacifier back after she threw it out of her own crib. He grumbled to himself and stomped over to pick it up, glaring at it as he turned it over in his paws to check how dirty it was. Why did babies have to be so weak and dumb? If she were a digimon she could have hopped out of her crib, grabbed the damn thing herself, and probably gone out the window to explore the neighborhood and no one would have bat an eye.

He sighed and shook his head as he looked over at her, now bouncing on her feet as she watched him in turn, only caring about her precious pacifier. It's not her fault. She's just a dumb baby with dumb baby needs. But, speaking of dumb baby needs, she would probably be getting hungry soon, the pacifier needed washing, and Haru wouldn't be home for a while, anyway, so…

“Alright, ya little shortcake,” the Gargomon muttered as he reached an arm around her to gingerly lift the girl out of her crib and hold her snugly against his fluff and chub padded belly, keeping the dirty binkie out of her grasping reach as she clutched to him and buried her head against his soft fur. “Uncle bunny’s gonna take care of you ‘til your big brother gets home, okay? We’ll get you fed and your binkie cleaned and hang out in the living room for a while. And then, I dunno...” He pulled the babe from his chest just far enough to give her a mischievous grin, which she responded to with a sniffle and a still mildly frustrated whine. “We could watch some porn! You like porn, right? Porn is the reason you were made, you know. It’s basically your second daddy.”

It wasn't long after that the Gargomon settled down onto a recliner in the living room with little Yukiko nestled up against his chest, fed, burped, and suckling away at her pacifier. He glanced over to the wall clock. It had been about ten minutes since Haru had left, now. Twenty more until his promised return, and damn did he intend to rail that boy when he finally got back. No more interruptions. No phone calls to keep him away. The second he walked through that door Haru was getting on his knees and one way or another he was going to get a big fat bunny cock inside of him. He took a deep breath, groaning eagerly at the thought as his free paw kneaded the firming tent in his jeans, the other gently squeezing Yukiko against his chest.

He thought briefly about getting up and putting her back in her crib since the girl was beginning to doze, anyway, but dammit his dick was calling out to be freed and it's not like the girl had any clue what he would be doing. And so he tugged down the zipper to his pants and let his cock spring outward with relieved, passionate groan, the fat slab of meat already bobbing steadily with his heartbeat as it began to harden and grow. The hefty rabbit digimon wrapped his digits around it and gave it a firm squeeze, dragging his paw down as it throbbed in his grasp, the rabbit's head rolling back and his eyes squeezing shut as he did so. He needed this like nothing else.

He set to work, starting out slowly, his hand making its way from base to tip in smooth motions, letting his shaft pulse against his palm as it grew to its full girth. He then gripped himself tight and pulled his paw down once more as he lifted his hips and griiiiinded against his hand, before letting his hips drop back down onto the recliner with a heavy ‘thud’, not quite registering the bit of shiny plastic rolling down his belly and bumping off his paunch to land between his legs. Barely a moment later and little Yukiko began to sniffle and start taking deep breaths as she got ready to cry. The rabbit growled and immediately stopped stroking himself, gently grabbing hold of the infant as he tried to reach down to snag the pacifier, but he couldn't quite reach it with his belly, cock, and thighs all in the way and so, with an agitated huff, he spread his legs a bit wider and plopped her down between them. “You’re gonna have to get it yourself this time, Yukiko. Uncle bunny is busy with something.”

He grunted quietly and settled himself back against the chair, letting his eyes slide shut once more as he went back to working himself over, stroking his shaft in long, slow motions, starting from the tip and dragging his paw down, squeezing all the way, grunting softly and giving his cock a hearty throb, before sliding it right back - he gasped and tensed against the chair as a familiar sensation wrapped around the head of his pre drooling cock, sending a shiver through his body like an electric pulse. He tried to steady his breathing as a tiny mouth suckled hungrily at his tip, like that was what the eager little hole was built for, which, if what he thought was happening was, in fact, happening, that was… essentially true. He slowly cracked an eye open and, with a faint groan, watched as Yukiko tried her damnedest to wedge more of this new ‘pacifier’ or maybe ‘bottle’ or whatever the hell she thought it was into her infant mouth, her tiny hands not even coming close to wrapping around the digital bunny’s girth.

He reached shakily down to push her off of him, but instead found himself resting that heavy paw on the back of her head and helping guide her down, the baby girl grunting and huffing as her jaw was stretched uncomfortably wide around just two inches of his pole, but she continued to suck and God damn did she suck. Her little hands squeezing at his shaft, her quiet cooing as she suckled around his shaft, and watching her swallow the steady build up of pre, and all the while with his hand caressing the back of her head and coaxing her on. Fuck. Fuck. ...Fuck it. He needed this. He would have energy enough for another round with Haru when he got back. Which would be… fifteen minutes. More than enough time. Especially with how pent up he was after he’d been short changed on his time with the teen so often. He may as well enjoy what he had while it was there.

Yukiko certainly didn't seem to mind, the little girl not slowing one bit, grunting around his shaft as he lazily pulled her head back until the tip was only teasing at her lips before letting go and letting the girl take her into her warm, sloppy mouth all over again. He shuddered and moaned out quietly, letting his paw drift down her back and rubbing her idly here and there in encouragement as he made his way down to her diaper, his fingers wriggling their way beneath the crinkly stuff to grope at her young, malleable cheeks.

His face split into a lazy grin, the chubby bunny taking a deep, relaxing breath as he leaned back in his recliner, letting the infant continue to service him while his paws kneaded and caressed that soft, supple backside, giving it a firm, lust fueled squeeze before snaking a finger teasingly between those cheeks, searching for her little hole… but finding something... strange. He could feel that it was round, a bit big, squishy, yet firm… silicone? His eyes shot open and his grin grew even wider. A butt plug? Someone in the house had wedged little eight month old Yukiko’s ass open with a butt plug. But who? It couldn't be the parents. They both worked late night shifts and barely even had time for the baby except in the mornings when they got home and they usually left for work right after Haru got home from school. So could it really be… no… oh, Haru, you dirty boy.

He chuckled and grabbed the circular bottom of the plug and began to ease it back and forth in the babe’s backside, twisting it this way and that, watching the baby girl grunt and squeeze her eyes closed, but otherwise seeming totally unphased as he teased her with the newfound toy. She was definitely used to it. That would explain why Haru always rushed to ‘check on Yukiko’ when the parents left. And why he so frequently snuck out of bed in the middle of the night to, again, ‘check on Yukiko’. He needed to see this for himself. He grabbed the lever of the recliner and gave it a tug to kick out the legs and push the chair into a sort of makeshift bed, grabbing hold of his young charge and spinning her around so that she was laying on his belly with her ass facing him, the big digi-bunny ignoring her brief, irritated cry as she was pulled off of her ‘pacifier’ before being allowed to go back to it.

His breath grew quicker and he licked his lips hungrily, barely even noticing the baby girl slobbering over his cock anymore as he quickly fumbled with the elastic straps of her diaper until he was finally able to yank them free, the padded lump sliding off her smooth ass cheeks without ceremony, and, sure enough, he was face to face with the plug Haru had hid away inside of his baby sister. He knew it was there already, but damn if seeing it for himself wasn’t another experience entirely. His cock gave a hearty throb between the baby girl’s lips and he quickly clasped both paws onto the back of her head, ignoring her startled cries as he growled out lustfully, grinding his hips upward, forcing his cock deeper, deeper, up into the girl’s throat where he began to steadily rock his hips. So close. So fucking close.

He threw his head back and thrust his hips up against her pre and slobber coated lips one last time, gritting his teeth and letting out a soundless hiss as he finally hit his peak, his hips bucking up shakily against the infant turned cock sleeve as he came, rope after rope of his thick, pent up seed gushing into her mouth, down her throat, and what she couldn't manage to keep inside her mouth spilled out around her lips to pool around his crotch, matting his fur in their combined fluids. His climax seemed to go on for ages, every throb of his monster meat sending another blob of cum just as thick and mouth overflowing as the last until, finally, it began to slow, the digital rabbit weakly petting the girl to soothe her as that stream of digital cream continued to ooze into her, but not quite stop, an occasional, manageable spurt coating the girl’s tongue which she dutifully swallowed.

Once his shaft began to get too sensitive to let the girl continue he pulled her back with shaky arms, turning her about carefully and laying her down against his chest, chuckling to himself as she smacked her cum coated lips and closed her droopy eyes. He wasn't going to be cleaning her just yet. Little Yukiko was gonna help him get Haru to come around to paying more attention to his partner, or he might just decide to take over Haru’s duties as babysitter. After all, if Haru wasn't going to help him, the least he could do was donate his little ‘fleshlight’ he’d been hiding right? And they'd get to have that conversation in… eight minutes.