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Chapter 4: Moon Light Crescendo

Having just returned from the Ocean's Treasure, the group of hammered heroes decides to turn in and get some rest before the sun starts coming up in another few hours. The couples and singles all headed for their respective rooms. A tired Knuckles wanted to crash right into his bed as soon as he saw it, but stopped after he took off his gloves and boots. Realizing that he was covered in liquor, sweat and more than a little sand, he knew he should get cleaned up first. Hearing the slight sounds of Sonic and Amy's shower from beyond the wall he knew the others had likely had similar ideas. Flicking on the bathroom light to check if there were towels ready, he saw how massive the walk in shower was. 'Blaze really went all out with this place. The tub is huge too. There's even a sky light. The full moon is beautiful tonight.' Knuckles starts the water and makes sure it's hot enough before turning off the bathroom light and getting into the shower, closing the large glass double doors behind him. 'A nice long shower after a night of dancing and drinking, under the light of the full moon and stars; I'm more and more glad I let Sonic and the others talk me into coming on this trip.' Unnoticed and unheard, a lone figure moves through Knuckles' darkened room. Slowly and quietly, it opens the door to the bathroom and moves inside, closing the door behind it. Undetected, it opens one of the sliding doors to the shower just slightly. An entranced Knuckles has his eyes closed as he lets the water flow over his face. The figure moves alongside him under the water and enjoys the temperature of it. As Knuckles opens his eyes to reach for the shampoo he sees the silhouette of the figure standing beside him and tenses up for a second, almost swinging until he recognizes the shape of his visitor in the pale moon light. "Sally, what are you doing here?"

The chipmunk princess opens her eyes at the question. "Mmm, enjoying the water temperature."

"You know what I mean." Knuckles muscle tension relaxes.

Sally runs her fingers through her wet shoulder length hair, "Well I was hoping to catch you before you went to bed, but when I got here I heard the shower running; so I thought I'd join you. After all, it's been a while since we've had a bath together."

"That's because it's been a while since we were children. It's a little different when a grown woman walks into a man's shower in the middle of the night."

"Let's just call it making up for lost time then." Sally turns into the running water. "What's the matter, having naughty urges?"

Knuckles steps up behind her and gently runs a finger from her neck all the way down to the base of her tail causing her body to seize up. "Why so tense? I thought this was just two friends bathing together like old times."

He smiles as she turns back around. He can still make out her exaggerated pout even in the low lighting, eyes slowly adjusting. "It's not nice to tease others." Sally picks up the shampoo bottle and hands it to him before turning back towards the water. Without needing to ask, he pours some into his hand and begins lathering the fur on her back as they use to do for each other as children. "It's just like you to shower under the night sky rather than in a lit room."

"You know I've always preferred nature to technology."

"And I know why, I've often missed that little hot spring on the island. On clear nights it was so gorgeous."

"Ever since the last time you came to visit me all those years ago, bathing there has felt a bit lonely."

"And yet you made such a fuss when I joined you a few minutes ago."

"Well it's not exactly natural to have a friendly bath at our age is it? And after the way you were dancing tonight, I figured your reasons for sneaking in here were far less tame."

"…Would you be mad if you were right? …If I said that my intentions in visiting you so late weren't exactly pure?"

"I suppose not. But the question is, are those still your intentions?"

"I'd be lying if I said no, but… I wouldn't forgive myself if we went any further and I didn't tell you." Sally turned around to face him. "…I'm not the only one after you. And I don't want it to seem like I'm just trying to beat them out."

"I had already sorted that out after tonight."

"So you already knew? At least now my conscience is clear." Sally reaches in and wraps her arms around Knuckles' neck and draws him into a long kiss. But before she can continue he stops her.

"I need you to know that, I don't think I'm going to choose until the end of our vacation. If you're not okay with th—" Silenced by another kiss, Knuckles embraces her as he rubs her back, sliding one hand down to rest on her ass. Without coming up for air, he lifts and moves her toward the shower wall, pressing her back against it. As their kiss breaks, he shifts his head to the side and softly bites her neck. Setting her on her feet, he positions himself between her legs and aligns himself with her entrance. As he begins to press in, Sally's entire body clenches up, her arms squeezing hard around his neck. As he's about to ask if she's okay, he feels it, "You're?"

The water continues to cascade over them as she loosens her grip to look him in the eyes. "Be gentle." At first unsure, but not willing to question her decision; his hesitation melts into a tender smile as he pierces into her depths, drawing a stifled shriek from her lips, forced back by a kiss, and blood from their connection, gradually being washed away in the torrent of hot rain. He remains still, allowing her to adjust to his size as they exchange kisses. Carefully he traces his hand across one of her nipples before continuing down her stomach and lightly caressing her small pleasure button. As he does, she gasps into his mouth in surprise, creating an opening for him to explore her mouth with his tongue. She endures the assault for as long as she can, but as the air continues to catch in her throat at his touch, she can only break their kiss and try to regain control of her breathing; the now heavy steam attacking her airway almost as heavily as his fingers dancing across her love bud. Seeing she needs a moment to catch her breath, Knuckles slows his caressing so that her breathing stabilizes. Feeling that she's ready, he pulls back slowly and then moves in again. "Ah, ha ahh nnh nnnh nuh ah hn hm mm mha ah ha ah." Steadily his pace increases as he captures her lips again; the pain now a soft ache swiftly being replaced by warmth and numbing pleasure. As one hand squeezes her ass and the other her breast, the two lose themselves in the sporadic tempo of thrusting and panting. Harder, faster, slower, shallow. From one to the next with no rhyme or reason cared about. Finally falling over the edge, Sally's body convulses and her walls tighten around him, pulling him into her orgasm.

As they recover, Knuckles rests in her embrace. However a thought shocks him out of his revelry, "Fuck, are you on the pill?"

Still in a daze for a moment, Sally's face quickly takes on one of horror. "Oh shit."

"What! No. No oh shit. That—"

Unable to keep a straight face, Sally starts laughing and moves in kissing the confused echidna. "I'm kidding. Of course I am you goof."

"That's not cool Sal."

"I couldn't pass up the chance." She smiles before applying an apologetic kiss to his cheek. "Okay, lay down. I'm on top now." Knuckles lies down on the shower floor as the water cascades down on his face. Sally straddles his waist and lines him up with her pussy before lowering herself down. He bottoms out inside her, still partially exposed. She presses down a few more times but with little result. "Looks like I can't get it all in."

"It's fine. Don't hurt yourself."

"Well, it hurts my pride more than my snatch. But short of jamming you into my womb, I guess that's as far as it's gonna go… for now." Knuckles couldn't help but smile at the comment. "Hey, don't you laugh at a woman's goals."

"I'm not."

"Not out loud you weren't."

"No really. I just thought your determination was cute." He smiles innocently, for a moment before his face takes on a puzzled look. "Hey, is it just me, or have we not be out from under the water once yet?"

"Now that you mention it, I don't think so. The moon light doesn't reach up to the shower head but, that's got to be one hell of a spray radius."

"At least I'm not crazy."

Sally's smirk is lightly visible, "Not yet anyway."

"Oh? Now that sounds like a challenge."

"And if it was?"

"I guess I'll have to show you after your turn."

"Ooo, scary." Cooing her reply, Sally begins to undulate her hips, slowly drawing him out of her slick entrance; tantalizing him with the muscles at her opening, pausing at the head. Tightening and untightening around him before finally taking him back inside. She does this a few times before she loses her focus and begins trying to satisfy her own growing pleasure; plunging his length into her faster and harder to achieve climax. Not content to continue on as a spectator, Knuckles wraps his hands around her waist and begins thrusting up into her as she falls, slamming his member against the entrance of her womb over and over. The added stimulation ignites a massive orgasm in Sally, draining the energy out of her movements, as her velvet vice attempts to drag Knuckles along with it. But instead of following her, he plows through, now controlling her hips from a sitting position as he continues to thrust home while his own climax draws closer. Sally's body doesn't have time for the first orgasm to end as a second joins it. Her limp body clenching and convulsing as Knuckles lays her back onto the floor and begins pumping into her even faster from above. Unable to hold off any longer, he pushes in as far as possible and unloads into her; the warmth of which forces her to suffer one last, powerful orgasm that causes muscle contractions to rack her body as her fingers dig into the fur on his back. As the vice grip of her pleasure eases, she lays herself fully back against the shower floor, relishing in the cooler air her abused body craves. "I… give up… you… you win. Just… let me… rest… a minute." Knuckles, also breathing heavy, just smiles at her as the water continues to fall across them. "You know you cheated right?"

"Didn't know you were a sore loser."

"Not right now maybe, but definitely in the morning."

"Well, before that. You've got one more coming to you."

"More?"

"You lost remember. Your ass is mine for one more round."

"Don't suppose you'd let me off with an IOU for now."

"Not a chance."

"Thought not. We can rest a few more minutes like this first though right?"

"A few."

"I wonder how long we've been in here."

"Judging by the moon, I'd say it's already been an hour or so. We got back around 2:30-ish. So it's after 3:30."

"Makes you wonder how the water's still as hot as when we started. Blaze must have put in one helluva water heater."

"Won't hear any complaints from me."

Sally giggles to herself, "Guess not, considering what we've been using it for."

"Speaking of which, I'd say that's about enough rest." Knuckles stands back up and offers Sally a hand up. As she takes it, he pulls her into his arms before drawing her into a passionate kiss. As their lips part, Knuckles turns her around, bending her slightly against the wall. His hands move to her shoulders before he gently slides them down along her back to her hips. He raises himself to her and strokes himself against her slit. The rubbing draws small shudders from Sally until finally she feels pressure against her asshole.

"W-wait." Sally turns her head trying to look back, "You're not going to—" she's cut off by another soft jab at her anal passage. Reflexively, her body tenses trying to prevent the intruder, but feeling the fatigue of their earlier romps, Sally's muscles are too relaxed to put up much resistance as Knuckles' member breeches her anus. Sally's breathing slows to a crawl as she feels him sinking deeper and deeper into her, until their hips meet as the last of him is lodged inside her. Resting her cheek against the wall as she tries to adjust, "Knuckles you jerk, you could've given me more warning then going balls deep up my ass."

Knuckles leans in kissing her cheek, "I told you your ass was mine."

"I didn't know you meant literally; if I had I would've mentally prepared for butt hurt."

He smirks, "Funny, you don't sound like you're in the throes of agony to me."

Sally broke eye contact as her face betrayed her embracement. "Just shut up and fuck me already, jerk."

Knuckles' smirk becomes a warm smile, "As you command your majesty." At that he begins to gradually pull out, the crown scraping the soft flesh of her anal walls until he eventually pops free. Surprised, Sally is about to ask what's wrong when she feels the head force into her tight opening again, eliciting a soft mewing sound from her. Slow and deliberate, he pushes back into her to the root before pulling out again. Quickly this speed becomes tortuous For Sally as she loses the ability to muffle the moans of her growing pleasure.

"Nhhm, stop teasing me and take me!" Answering her request, Knuckles grabs the back of her neck and hips, raising her to her feet before pressing her whole body face first into the shower wall and then plunging back into her ass. A gasp like shriek escapes Sally's mouth followed by a series of moaned grunts as Knuckles hammers away at her asshole. At first the thrusts are hard and deep releasing a dull wet slapping sound as their hips meet, before growing steadily more rapid. Soon the sounds of slapping flesh and grunting, muffles the sound of running water. The hand on Sally's neck slides up under her hair as Knuckles kisses the nape of her neck; shifting slightly, he softly bites her shoulder, sending her into convolution. She clenched so tightly that Knuckles only manages a few more hard fought strokes before joining her in bliss, painting her bowels with his seed. After his orgasm subsides, he moves to pull out only to have her reach back and stop him. "If you take it out now I'll collapse. My legs are still a little numb."

Knuckles reaches around her and pulls her into a hug, "Then we can stay like this a bit longer."

A few minutes go by and the two separate to begin washing in earnest; though still managing to playfully flirt and grope each other throughout. Once finished drying off they move back into the bedroom. "Is it alright if I stay here tonight?"

Sally's smile seemed to say she was going to anyway. "It's okay with me, as long as you actually intend to sleep."

"Says the beast to the innocent maiden."

"Innocent isn't the word I'd use."

"I can think of a few I'd like to hear."

"I bet."

"But let's save that for later. Any more tonight and I won't just be walking with a limp in the morning."

They both crawl into bed and under the covers. Knuckles stretches out and gets comfortable on the king size bed. Sally closes the distance between them and curls up alongside him, resting her head on his shoulder. Barely seconds later they're both fast sleep.