A Malevolent Angel
Tails looked at himself in the mirror, a cup of water in one sweaty hand and the pill in another. Despite being naked all his life, he'd never felt more exposed. There he was; no socks, no shoes, no gloves. Sonic was waiting for him in the next room anxiously. It was now or never.
Tails was not shaken by the prospect of being on the bottom. Sonic knew what he was doing, so that was logical. Or…was it? The pill began to melt in his warm, small hand, and he realized his sense of logic had been turned upside down for the moment. Is this what it's like to be a girl before sex? Tails wondered, placing the pill on his tongue and drinking the water. It should last four hours. Will that be enough for him? I'm scared. He realized after the pill had traveled morosely down his throat. Terrified.
The transformation wasn't supposed to happen so fast. Tails observed in horror as two large breasts grew out of his chest. He felt a painful pop as his stick was replaced with a hole. Tears in his eyes, he fled into his room where Sonic was waiting.
When the hedgehog saw Tails so stressed but looking so hot, his arms were outstretched and the boy barreled into them, sobbing now. Sonic stroked him gently, petting the boobs lightly. "What's wrong, my baby? Little nerd, you were so happy. Why are you afraid?"
"You said I made you cruel. I'm afraid you'll hurt me," Tails met Sonic's eyes, his own full of beautiful, glass-like tears.
Sonic detested tears, not because of weakness or anything. But because he hated to see people so hurt, they had no choice but to cry. His heartstrings were pulled so strongly, he felt they might snap and set his heart bouncing all over the place like a hyper puppy. He decided to touch Tails' lips before speaking. This gesture was enough to make Tails calm.
The poor fox still shook with emotion, but he was now starting to lose his sobs. Sonic carefully licked a tear from Tails' cheek. Even the salty tears tasted like heaven. "God," he murmured. Then, he spoke plainly. "Baby," It was sincere; no drunken attitude needed or possessed here. "You're mine. Yes, you make me cruel, but if I hurt you, you'll let me know. Sex is fun, you'll see. I'm not saying you even have to." The emerald eyes were hidden. "We don't have to. You can cover yourself till it wears off and I'll sleep downstairs and…"
"No!" Tails screamed, pounding Sonic's chest with so much force, it was hard to believe that morning he'd been hardly able to swallow. "No, no, no!" He sounded like a child having a temper tantrum. "I want you to stay! I'll have sex with you! Just stay, stay my baby!" Tears began to form in his eyes again, this time of passion and not of sorrow.
Sonic grinned. Unconsciously, had he just successfully navigated himself into the center of a traffic jam? The reader shall decide. "Good boy," he soothed. "Lie down now and expose yourself to me. I suppose we'll taste each other. One moment." Skillfully, Sonic shifted until his back end was lying over Tails' chest, his elegant penis exposed to the young fox. His head itself was positioned over Tails' hole. "All right. Are you ready?" He asked gently.
"What do I do?" Tails asked. Sonic's stick was poised in position, ready.
"What seems logical?" Sonic stuck his tongue into Tails' hole. Tails shrieked, but realized it felt good. He cupped his mouth over Sonic's stick and all hell broke loose.
So, Tails thought as the sex continued with heavy petting, licking, touching, and thrusting. This is what it's like to have sex.
Passion.
Can you feel it?
Like a rush it comes, but after,
It seems that it isn't enough.
"Hmm," Sonic smoothed his belly over Tails' delightfully. He took great delight in the warmth of the young fox's body. It was more amazing then anything he'd ever experienced.
Tails was rather enjoying this now, a smile spread across his face and his eyes were closed. Every so often, his perfect lips would part and a moan would follow, as Sonic was delicately dipping his stick further down into the false hole, and to Tails, this inner touching was absolutely marvelous. "Do you…do you like the Pleasure Pills?" He moaned as Sonic made a sharp movement that felt insanely good afterwards.
Sonic lifted Tails' head gently to his level, so that every curve of their bodies was aligned. He moved his butt gently upwards and came down hard for a beautiful thrust. Tails sighed, sweating with surprise and utter pleasure. The hedgehog laughed. "Oh, like is in so many ways the wrong word. Is there a better word for "like"?"
Tails' lips touched Sonic's for a moment, his eyes like pools of water. "So many. Relish, savor, fancy, enjoy… your pick."
Sonic panted, pressing his body with full force against Tails'. Sex made him tired for unknown reasons. "Savor, I think is the right word. Though I'd gladly suck your stick any time, my delicious little nerd. Oh," he gasped as he shifted to a sitting position, his legs still spread wide apart and he being still inside Tails. "You are so savory, my love. Your beautiful fur smells of linens, your breath is like a child's, the air around you is delectable like cream puffs, and even your smile is like icing. Oh, the fun we shall have, you and I."
Tails hugged himself to Sonic. "It's starting to wear off, Sonic."
The hedgehog's eyes were tired. "Let it wear off, Tails." His arms were strongly wrapped around Tails' body. "Let it do as it wishes. That was marvelous." He leaned back into the bed, his eyelids sinking like a boat and faster. Tails soon found himself looking down at Sonic. The innocent, sky-blue eyes were a treat sweeter then ice cream to Sonic. "Thank you," He whispered before falling into slumber.
Tails felt Sonic's arms grow limp and fall off his body. He was relieved to see he'd returned to normal. With a swift motion, he stuck his tongue into Sonic's slightly open mouth and licked the roof of it. It tasted minty still. Tails frowned and retreated. He wanted Sonic's mouth to taste of chili dogs; the way he'd always thought they would, the way they had the first night. Sonic closed his mouth abruptly, but continued to sleep.
Tails swung his other leg over Sonic and rested his head where he could listen to the song of their passion; Sonic's wonderful heart. As Tails stroked Sonic's chest, he noticed he could feel Sonic's rib line when the hedgehog exhaled. He never remembered Sonic being that thin! "You're neglecting yourself," Tails scolded, eyeing Sonic's peaceful face. A mischievous grin crossed it, as if Sonic had heard. Tails laughed and closed his eyes, yawning. "Night, Sonic." The hedgehog's arms wrapped around him, and all was still.
