Espio and Vector lay together on the couch, watching television. The chameleon was wrapped in Vector's arms, both of them under a blanket. It was around 9:00 PM, and they had just put Charmy to bed, ready to enjoy a relaxing evening together.

Vector leaned down and kissed Espio gently, squeezing him. Turning his head back to the TV, the crocodile saw the commercials end and a new show begin. "What the heck is this? I thought wrestling was s'posed to be on."

"Ah, I remember this," Espio said. "It's a rather interesting documentary on the Mystic Ruins. One of my favourites, actually."

"Arrgh, I don't wanna fall asleep. Esp, pass the remote, I'm findin' another show."

Espio didn't move. "No you're not. I want to watch this."

"C'mon, Esp!"

"Nope." Espio smirked, "You're just gonna have to enjoy this, Mr. Crocodile."

Vector scoffed. "Getting an attitude, are we? I can fix that." The crocodilian was holding Espio tighter now.

"Pfft. I'd like to see you try," Espio teased, blushing.

Vector suddenly threw away the blanket, and rolled on top of the chameleon, pinning him down. "Oh, ya think yer tough now, huh? I'll show you a thing or two, ya little smartass."

Espio squirmed, attempting to break free of Vector's grip. "What are you doing?"

"Since ya won't let me watch wrestling, I'll just have to make my own episode." Vector grinned.

Espio managed to free one of his arms and used it to push Vector slightly, giving him enough time to roll out from under him. "I don't think so." The chameleon landed on the carpet below. "Ouch..."

"Get back here!" Vector dove toward Espio, who rolled out of the way. The crocodile landed on his chest with a loud thump. "Rrrgh, you little..."

Espio leapt onto Vector's back and grabbed his arms, pulling them behind the larger reptile's back. "Don't be so overconfident, crocodile. It will be your undoing."

Vector growled. "You gotta leave me one hand free so I can tap out, silly."

"Sorry, I don't know the intricacies of wrestling. Very well." Espio let go of Vector's right arm.

"HAH!" Vector used that arm to push himself up off the ground, sending Espio tumbling down off of him. "Didn't think ya'd fall for that one."

"Why, you..." Espio quickly stood up.

The two reptiles grappled and groped at each other, with Espio being much more clumsy than Vector. The crocodile grabbed and lifted him over his shoulder, before pinning him down on the couch again. The crocodile's considerable weight holding him down drove Espio crazy. He could smell Vector's intoxicating scent, the crocodilian's chest pressed against him. Vector's rough, yet handsome face looked down on him, nearly preventing the chameleon from resisting any further.

Realizing they had both stopped moving, Espio got his hands free and started tickling Vector, right along his sides.

"Hahahah! Stoppit! Ahahaha!" The crocodile writhed.

"Ticklish, are we?" Espio continued without mercy.

Vector, barely able to stop laughing, managed to grab Espio's arms at last, and restrain him.

"Ready to admit yer loss?" Vector smirked.

"Never." Espio struggled.

"Fine. I'll just have to weaken yeh."

"And how do you intend to do that?" Espio looked up at the crocodile.

Vector didn't reply. Instead, he roughly kissed Espio's neck.

"Aargh!" Espio blushed.

The crocodile smiled through his kisses, moving slowly down the chameleon's neck. He began to nibble along the side of Espio's neck, making the chameleon groan and squirm. Vector grinded his body against Espio's, slowly at first, but with increasing speed. His hot breath tickled the smaller reptile, who was unable to move at all.

"You'll never escape, foolish chameleon..."

"I-it's not my fault... you're just too heavy..."

"What, are ya callin' me fat?" Vector smirked.

"M-maybe I am."

"You little bastard..." Vector pressed against him harder, his body squirming on top of Espio's, driving the chameleon wild.

Vector loosened his grip temporarily, and Espio took his chance, trailing his hand down along the crocodile's chest, going lower and lower...

"H-hey. No 'hitting' below the belt..." Vector grabbed Espio's arm and brought it back up, putting more of his weight on the chameleon.

Dammit, I can't take much more of this... Espio thought, Vector having now moved from neck to mouth, kissing the chameleon passionately. His heavy body writhed against Espio's, driving him more and more crazy. I'm going to have to give in soon... the smaller reptile reflected, his heart pounding, his entire body begging for release. Then, he squirmed a bit too hard, just as Vector was shifting, and the pair suddenly felt air underneath them, falling off the couch.

"AAAAGGH!" Espio felt Vector land on top of him, and then a sharp, searing pain in his ankle. "OW!"

"E-Esp! What's wrong?" Vector immediately got off of him.

"My ankle... owww..." Espio clutched it, gritting his teeth.

"Ack! I'm sorry!" Vector looked adorably distraught.

They heard a door open. "What are you guys doing? You're being so loud..."

"Oy... sorry Charm." Vector gently caressed Espio. "We were wrestlin', and Espio kinda sprained his ankle..."

Charmy flew over. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah..." Espio said. "It hurts quite a bit, but I'm not dying or anything..."

Vector sighed, and lifted Espio up into his arms gently. "Well, we better get ya to the hospital. So much for havin' a fun night tonight..."

Ouch. Poor Espio... D: