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It was a relatively warm April night in New Mobotropilis, and everyone was gathered at Amy's house to celebrate her birthday. By now the party had dwindled a little, and the group had split up by respective gender. The girls gossiped and talked, while the boys played MW3 and talked.

Blaze sighed and glanced across the room to Wyatt. He'd come a long way in his psychological recovery in the past few months. He was actually hungry at meal times; he was back to his goofy self that she loved. He still had the occasional nightmare, and flinched slightly at the sight of blood, but other than that he was back to normal.

"…And then he does this thing with his tongue! It just… oh my God!" Tikal finished her story, dragging Blaze back into the conversation. Now it had gone into the "girls only" sector, AKA, the bedroom life. Everyone stared at Tikal it upmost shock.

"Oh my God! You and Shadow…" Sally gasped. Tikal giggled and nodded. All heads turned to Blaze.

"So what about you and Wyatt? He seems like a crazy night!" Amy giggled. Blaze blushed and starred down at the floor.

"We haven't… done anything…" she mumbled sadly. All of the girls gasped.

"'Strewth! Everyone here's done it before! Even Tails and I!" Marine exclaimed. Blaze's eyes widened to the size of dinner plate.

"You and Tails? You aren't even sixteen!" Blaze nearly shouted. Marine nodded.

"You and Wyatt are the only virgins at this party, Blaze." Amy said.

"Why haven't you?" Rouge asked. Blaze shrugged, her cheeks a new shade of red.

"Well with all of the stuff that been going on…"

"Like…?"

"Well, he hasn't been in the greatest mood for the past few months!" Blaze snapped defensively.

"Well, that would've been the perfect opportunity!" Nicole said. "He probably could've used a round or two at a time like that!"

"Do I look like a slut to you?" Blaze retorted, the temperature jumping a degree.

"Blaze, it's not being a slut when it's your own man!" Rouge said. Blaze scoffed.

"You don't get the point! I don't just give myself to my man like some sort of slave! He has to at least work for it." She snapped, crossing her arms.

"He does work for it, but not in a way that you could easily see." Amy muttered, starring over at him. All of the girls, Blaze included, followed suite.

"How so?" Blaze asked irritably.

"Well…" Marine said.

"Has he ever talked about it or tried to get you into it?" Sally asked. Blaze shook her head no. "Well there's one. He's obviously willing to wait for you, and loves you for you, not your body."

"Sally, he's a seventeen year old boy, let's think rationally here. He doesn't talk about it because he's afraid of how I'll react!"

"There's another thing! You constantly beat him up, burn him, tell him he can't do this or that, yet he doesn't just pack up and leave you!" Nicole interjected.

"He doesn't have a choice!" Blaze responded, a pang of guilt shooting through her. Now that she thought of it, she was maybe just a little aggressive. But that was just her nature, she couldn't help it!

"Blaze, just think about it for a second!" Amy pleaded.

"To tell the truth, I don't see why you're so against it…" Rouge muttered, checking her nails.

"Why shouldn't I be? Only the man gets any pleasure from it, and all the girl feels is pain!" Blaze snapped. The girls looked at each other before bursting into laughter. Nicole put a hand on her shoulder.

"Blaze, it only hurts for a second, then it's replaced by the greatest feeling imaginable!" she said with a dreamy look in her eyes. Blaze cocked an eyebrow, her anger replaced by curiosity.

"What does it feel like?" she asked.

"Oh, it's indescribable, but you'll know once you feel it yourself." Amy said.

"So what am I supposed to do in the process? Simply lay back and take it like a good girl?" Blaze asked furiously, her temper returning. Rouge stepped in.

"You don't have to do that! There's a whole list of ways you could have him begging for more!" she said.

"Like…?"

"Well, I don't want to get into the specifics," Rouge said, reaching into her back pocket and producing a small red book with a heart on the cover. "But this book should explain everything…"

Blaze took the book and starred at it curiously. "I'll keep that it mind."

"Trust me, by the time you're finished reading that, you'll fucking attack him on sight!" Rouge assured. Blaze nodded and turned to Nicole.

"So, what's he like?"

"I don't understand-"

"What's Wyatt like? You've hooked up with a clone of him, so you should know what the real thing is like."

Nicole bit her lip nervously. "Well, Anti was in a different situation. He was with a different girl, and he's had different experiences."

"Well what can I expect?"

"Well, he was very nervous at first. All you need to do is let him know that it's okay, that he can… touch you…" Nicole muttered in embarrassment. "And if he asks you if he can try something new, let him."

"Why?"

Nicole smirked and looked over at the cyan furred cat, who'd gotten into a furious argument with his counterpart. "He can get very creative."

Blaze cocked an eyebrow. "If you say so…"

(Two days later…)

Blaze finally finished reading the book, cover to cover, and slammed it shut. She had a shocked, partly horrified expression and starred at the wall in front of her. She was in the living room of the castle, and the sunlight illuminated the window. She heard the sound of Wyatt playing jackpot off the high tower, but she didn't care. Her communicator buzzed. It was Rouge.

"Hello?"

"Blaze, honey! How was the book?"

"It was… interesting…"

"Did you learn anything new?"

"You could say that…"

"Glad to hear it! So have you given it any thought?"

"I'll consider it…"

"Good to know! Bye!" Rouge laughed and the line went dead. Blaze thought over the "techniques" that the book had taught her. After a few minutes, a devilish smirk came across her face. They shared the same birthday, another perk of the bond, and it was right around the corner.

And she had the perfect gift for both of them…

Didn't Wyatt say something about… rehearsing…?

AN: If you read chapter sixteen of Beating Sonic Heroes, you'd know the significance of the "rehearsing" joke. Read and Review!