Chapter 12 - Breaking Izzy Away (digimon)

By the time Mimi arrived at Izzy’s office, the man was on hour 30 of his oolong-tea-fueled programming bender, and the place was an absolute mess. There was a fold-up cot in the corner where Mimi suspected he had spent very little time actually sleeping, considering his laptop was sitting open on top of it.
 
“Izzy, you need to take a break,” Mimi said, one eyebrow raised as she walked around his desk so that she could see him unobstructed by the mass of monitors.
 
“I’ll sleep when I’m dead,” said Izzy flatly, continuing to type at a pace reminiscent of a death metal drummer without looking up.
 
“I’m not talking about sleep,” said Mimi, “although you need some of that too.”
 
“Then why are you interrupting me?” asked Izzy, looking up at her briefly.
 
“Because, dear boyfriend, you’ve been ignoring me in favor of this big project for a whole week,” replied Mimi. “And if you don’t address my needs right the hell now I’m going to have to go to someone else to have them met.”
 
“Okay then,” said Izzy, clearly not listening to his girlfriend.
 
“That’s it,” she said, getting behind his rolling chair and pulling it away from the vast computer setup, ripping Izzy’s hands away from the keyboard. Ignoring Izzy’s protests, Mimi wheeled the chair all the way over to the cot, where she closed the laptop and dragged Izzy onto the thin mattress with her, flipping up her skirt to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties.
 
This, finally, seemed to get Izzy’s attention. He was about to say something before Mimi shoved his face between her legs, and his instincts as a man finally overrode his instincts as a computer jockey.
 
Izzy began to eat his girlfriend out with the same rhythmic, steady energy that he had been typing with, and Mimi’s long-neglected pussy exploded with sensation.
 
“Yeah,” she gasped. “Just like that. Keep going…”
 
Her hands snaked down to his head, grasping it as she bucked her hips against his mouth and tongue, riding the oral to a quick but powerful orgasm.
 
Izzy retreated, licking Mimi’s juices off his lips, and he realized that, for the first time in  a week, there was something he wanted to do other than code. The bulge in his pants was making itself known, and when Izzy pulled his pants down his long, hard cock flopped out and smacked against Mimi’s leg.
 
“Yeah,” she said. “That’s more like it. Now get over here and fuck me proper.”
 
Izzy, finally broken free of his programming haze, didn’t need to be told twice. He climbed on top of Mimi, the cot barely supporting the two of them, and he positioned his throbbing cock against her entrance, taking a moment and then plunging inside her.
 
Mimi cried out in pleasure, joyful at the sensation of being fucked for the first time in a week, and she wrapped her legs around her boyfriend and egged him on, telling him to fuck her harder. He did so, all the caffeine in his system finally being put to good use as he thrust in and out of her with intense speed.
 
Both of them were so backed up that it wasn’t long at all before they came simultaneously, both of them moaning in pleasure as Izzy pumped his seed inside his girlfriend and Mimi’s pussy clamped down on his cock.
 
“There we go,” said Mimi. “Now, if you really want to you can get back to your coding…”
 
The only reply she received was a long snore, the man having finally fallen asleep while still inside her.
 
“Dammit,” said Mimi. “I only came twice…”