Scars
He wakes up, his head hurts. He tries to sit up but a sharp pain runs through his chest, he moves his hand to his chest instinctively, a sharp pain running though his arm. He growls in agony, he looks down at his body, covered in bandages stained with blood. He lays his head back calming his breathing.
He closes his eyes, he did it, he got that bastard back for what he did to him, what he made him do. 4 years ago he was 16, the war had just stared, Sonic was off with the others to stop him. He was unguarded, alone, he wanted to help, but made everything worse.
Robotnik kidnapped him, he wanted to know where the chaos emeralds were. He resisted for weeks, he sliced his fur, whipped, shocked, he removed one of his tails and sliced one of his ears. He pulled his claws out with pliers, all he felt was pain. It hurt so much, he told him, he told him where the emeralds were. He took the information, leaving him be be, He escaped, took control of one of his large machines and destroyed the base hs was locked in.
He took one of his arms, before Sonic the others busted in. He tried to apologize for what he did, the torture didn't even matter anymore. He wanted to send him away, Sonic wanted him out of the war, even though he could be useful Sonic wanted him nowhere near all of this. Pain and rage swelled within him, his friend only though about leaving him with everyone who wasn't participating in the war.
After all Robotnik did to him, Sonic pushed him away. He faked going to the camp, he hid, 4 years he's searched and stolen the emeralds from Robotnik. Unfortunately on one of his 'hunts' he encountered someone else stealing an emerald. They tried to take the emerald from him, he beat them down, before he could kill them they pulled off their mask...
He opens his eyes, a knocking on the door. "You awake?" He groans. She opens the door anyway, with a tray of food and water. She sets it on the stand next to the bed. She gives him a solemn look before smiling sweetly "You feeling better?" He groans, looking away from her, she sighs, "I'm here to help yknow. Please, let me help you." He growls, pushing though the pain and covering his body with the blanket.
She sighs, he used to be such a joyful boy. Before the war she would hang out with him, since every guy other than her friends would ask her out or would just be after her body. She enjoyed his company and liked hearing about his nerd stuff. He always seemed so happy to talk about whatever he was working on. People called him a prodigy for making such advanced things at such a young age. But he was too young to get a job so in his spare time he'd build jets and other cool stuff.
He didn't look at her like others did, some looked at her filled with lust, while others with disgust. He saw her as a friend, she cherished that. Only a few would call her that, while he was younger than her, she had a little crush on him. Sure he was short, lanky, and not very buff, but he was kind, generous, and really smart. She'd tease him, trying to get him to look at her in a dirty way. But it never worked.
During the war she met him while invading a base, an emerald was found there and she sneaked in. Her helmet was going haywire, something was messing with the tech. And there he was, an invisible man. He took the emerald, she tried to take it back but failed, getting pummeled into the wall. She removed her mask to stop him.
He halted, grabbing her by the neck he held her in place, he knew she had another emerald on her. But before she could respond the room flooded with goons. He cut through the wall, taking her with him. After getting her in his ship, he asked for the emerald, she teased him, knowing it would fluster him. He pulled his mask off...
She stands up, making her way out the room, trying not to cry in front of him. He sighs, covering his face with a pillow, she sobbing rushes to the shower, drenching herself in cold water. If only things turned out differently...
"Where is the emerald." The masked figure growled, pinning her against the wall with cuffs. She nervously smirks, chuckling, "Your gonna have to search me to find out~" she tries teasing him, he's a man, but the voice is modulated. He growls deeply, "If you just gave it to me I wouldn't be so forceful." She scoffs, "Arent we on the same side? Why don't you just join the resistance?"
He groans, "I don't want to stop him, I want to KILL him. Just agree to give me the emerald. And I'll drop you off." She groans, he's extremely intimidating but it feels like he doesn't want to hurt her now that shes shown her face. "Your gonna have to search me! I'm not giving it too you." He growls, slashing open her top, she gasps as he reaches between her boobs to pull out an emerald.
"I asked for the emerald." He walks over tp the wall, pushing a button as the wall opens revealing a large gun with 4 other emeralds on it. Her top shredded, she growls at him, she knows she told him but didn't expect him to actually do it. He starts the gun, placing the 5th emerald on it he starts it up. The emeralds spin in a circle generating a lot of energy. "What the hell are you doing?" She shout at him.
He shuts it down, pushing the button closing the wall again, "I'm going to Kill Robotnik." As he walks toward the front he pulls off his helmet. She gazes at his yellow fur, his cut ear, he turns to her, a solemn expression. She can't process this, tails beat her up, he tore her suit, and is going to kill Robotnik. "Stop me and I'll kill you." As he spoke his threat his fangs in full view. She shudders, he always hid his mouth when he laughed, hiding his fangs.
She whimpers, "Miles... what... why?" Silence, he ignores her question. "Miles! What happened!" She cries out to silence once more. An audible sigh, he walks back over to her, he unzips his suit showing his body to her. She gazes at the scars, the missing patches of fur and... his mark burned into his back. He glares at her teary expression, he still cares for her. But he won't let her stop him, no one will stop him.
He zips his suit back up, walking away from her, as they reach the Resistance base, he opens the ramp. Unhooks her from her wall and leaves her. Others come to her aid as he flys away, tears stream down her face. To think that little boy would become this.
She wipes her tears away, taking deep breaths. The war was a mess, on her first covert mission her entire team was killed, she was forced to move on. And she thought she had it rough. As she leave the shower the peeks into the room, the food untouched. He's only been here for 2 days and he hasn't eaten anything. She doesn't want to force him, but she's starting to feel like she has too.
The next day.
She knocks on the door, he's laying back staring at the ceiling. She brings in food, setting it on the stand next to her bed "Wanna talk?" He groans looking away, he doesn't want to get her more involved than she already is, he killed him, what's there left for him. He spent 4 years hunting, killing, and stopping anyone who got in his way of killing Robotnik. He after all ended the war...
He finally got all 7 emeralds, he reaches Robotniks final base. He has to be here, he hear they were going to charge the base. "Fools..." as he lines up his gun he grins. He fixed his mistake, he got back he emeralds, and now this war will be over. "Dont do it!" A voice calls out, she rushes through his window.
He growls, she tries to turn off the machine but fails, getting a kick to face tossing her into the wall. "I'm about to end this! The war will finally be over!" She tries to get up grunting, "It shouldn't... end like this..." he sighs. "Sometimes we have to make the sacrifices necessary! Wether their right or wrong! I'd hope someone like you would understand doing the wrong thing for the right reasons."
She whimpers, "I'm not talking about ending the war! I'm talking about you!" He glares at her as she starts sobbing. "What about after! What will you do once it's all over!" He sighs, "Why do I matter to you! Who cares what happens after! He'll be DEAD!" She tries standing up, he sighs grabbing her hair. "I don't care what happens to them! They can die in this blast for all I care! I have but one goal and I will achieve it!" He tosses her into the wall, walking back to his gun charging it up.
"Your Wrong!" He looks back at her, her head bleeding. "You care more than anyone! I know you do! You were alone and hurt at first, but I know you want to end the war for them!" He sighs, turning back to the gun aiming. "Please Miles! Don't do this! For your sake!" She shouts, he ignores her, pulling the trigger.
The emeralds spin rapidly, generating infinite power in one powerful shot. He made this gun to replicate Super Sonic, fast and powerful. "It's over..." he fires the gun, the engine on the ship blowing up, as the shot hits the base, white flashes. They crash as the ground beneath them crumbles, a mass shockwave before a powerful gust.
He grunts, his entire body hurts. Covered in blood he gets himself up, her limp body against the wall. He checks her vitals, she's still alive. He brakes the windshield more, caring her out pushing through the pain. Laying her in the grass, his suit is absorbing all the blood. He coughs up bloods, but persists. Climbing back into the ship, pulling out the emeralds. They weren't even at full power.
He climbs back out as people soon crowd the area, resistance members, some injured. He drops the emeralds, laughing. "There!... I did it!... I ended the war! Here's your stupid emeralds!" People look at him with worry and some with hate, they know who fired the blast. He laughs, limping into the forest, out of sight.
He feels like he's walked for miles, he's losing blood. He feels faint, reaching a small river. Feeling parched he painfully lowers himself to drink before blacking out.
"If you don't eat I will force you too!" She shout at him, he groans. "Just let me die..." he whispers. She lightly hits his chest causing him to wince in pain. "Don't talk like that! I want to help you! So be a nice boy and COOPERATE!" He whimpers, sighing. "fine..." he sits up wincing, blushing slightly as she brings food up too his mouth, placing it in his mouth he chews. Doesn't taste good.
"You can't cook?" He asks, she scoffs "Do I look like I can? Be grateful I'm making anything! Even I don't like my food and this is one of my better ones!" He groans, she sighs, giving him water. "I'll... order something..." she stands up walking but he grabs her wrist, she looks back at him. "It's better... than nothing..." he whispers.
She sits back down, "Are you sure?" He nods, avoiding eye contact. She picks brings the food to his mouth again, he eats it, a little bitter with weird spices, but eatable. "I can't tell if you aren't trying to hurt my feelings or if your genuinely liking my food?" She chuckles, he groans.
After he finishes eating she tosses the covers off him. "Hey!" He grabs them covering himself, she sighs, "I gotta check your wounds, I can't cook but I know how to help. You taught me that." He holds the covers over himself, shame and disgust fill his head over his body. "I'm glad you ate, but this is different, your wounds need to be treated."
He growls lowly, "What about your wounds..." she moves her hair up showing him the scar, "I'm better. You aren't." She pulls the sheets off him again, he whimpers grabbing them again. She sighs, "Look I want to help you! I've already seen you naked so there's no need to be worried." She blushes slightly at the mention of him naked. He whimpers, hiding under the sheets.
"Where is he?!!" She asks begging, "He... ran into the forest!" Someone says, "He nearly killed us!" She leans on a tree standing up, she flaps her wings and starts flying toward the direction he pointed. She winces, her legs broken, and her head is bleeding. Calling his name she flies. Tears streaming down her face as worry slowly consumes her as time passes.
She makes it too a river, as she follows it she spots something yellow in the water. She flies down, finding his unconscious body surrounded by red water. "MILES!" She quickly pulls him out of the water tearing off his suit, all his torture scars have opened up, from the looks of it they were never fully healed to begin with.
She tears off her clothes, wrapping them around his scars. His suit dripping blood, he's barely alive, she carries him, flying as fast she can to her home. Once she makes it there she pulls out the first aid and cleans him up. She scrubs the blood out of his fur, trying not to gaze between his legs, he's dying, she has to be professional, but he's so much older, and more mature.
After she washes him down she takes him to a bed, laying him gently down. He's exhausted and needs blood, she scrambles around trying to get an IV. After she gets him set up, she closes the door to his room, leaving a glass of water. She sighs, tired but her exhaustion turns to sadness as she falls to the floor sobbing silently into her hands.
"Come on, please." She pleads to him, after a minute he lowers the sheets . "Please be quick..." she sighs content, he watches as she takes off the bloody covered bandages, underneath are sealed wounds but she bandages him up again just to make sure. She checks his arm, still broken but not as worse as it was.
He looks at the scar on her forehead, he did that. "Sorry..." he whispers, she smiles at him, "I'll accept your apology if you let me help you." He groans, "I don't want to bother you more than I already have..." she growls at him, "So your going to make all my efforts amount to nothing?" They stare at each other, exchanging glances.
He gulps, knowing how persuasive she can be she'd probably keep him here until he said yes. He groans, scratching his head, "Fine... I'll... let you help me." She warmly smiles at him, a look he's never seen from her. "So we should probably get you cleaned up!" He looks at her confused, she winks, it takes him a moment before he realizes what she has planned. "I can do it myself!" He tries to stand up, by the pain of his chest and knee cause him to nearly fall over before she catches him.
"You can't even get there by yourself... again I've washed you before. And you just agreed to let me help you, so let me help you!" He whimpers, reluctantly nodding, she takes an arm, helping him to the shower. He takes off his pants nervously, as she strips completely bare. "Come on, let's get you cleaned!" She turns to him, her large chest swaying. He tries his best to avoid looking at her, she giggles noticing his obvious reaction to seeing her naked.
"Your okay, you can look if you want~" she realizes he has a somewhat attraction toward her, she smirks. She holds his arm, pressing her boobs against it teasingly. "It's okay~ It's only natural to feel these kind of emotions~" he groans, knowing he's been caught, he still persists, to avoid gazing at her model like figure. She sighs happily, finally some of his older self.
She drags him in and sits him down, she turns on the shower, getting him all wet, he groans as her hands work his fur, he hears a snip. "Huh?" Another snip, as she turns behind him, "Just cutting off excess hair, in not gonna shave you down just a little hair cut." He groans more, he glances at himself in the mirror. He feels sick from looking at himself so he turns away, he can't even look at himself.
She hums, snipping away at the hairs on his head, she smiles, a nostalgic feeling. Growing up she'd tried to do her own hair, while it was REALLy bad at first she eventually got the hang of cutting her own hair. Her friends would even ask her to cut their hair. She sighs, those times are long gone, she's different and so is he.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He stiffens, "What... is there to talk about..." she moves his head, cutting. "Why aren't you looking at me." He becomes confused, he though she was gonna ask about his 4 years. He blushes softly, "Cause stuff like that... is stupid." She scoffs, "Says the guy who hesitated when I said you'd have to search me." She giggles as he grunts.
"So? Why aren't you, such a hottie like me giving you a chance to check her out and you aren't." He sighs, "Cause you didn't like it when people checked you out." She quietens, "You'd complain to me about guys that just ask you for your body. I wouldn't want to be like that." A period of silence, she smiles softly at him, raising her hand to rub his ear, he twitches purring.
"You can~" she whispers, before returning to cut his hair. He gulps, her voice became weird for a moment. His kind attitude makes her happy, so happy he pressed her chest against his back, giggling seductively. He twitches from her warm soft chest pressed against his back. He whimpers annoyingly, "Please..." she licks his ear, sucking on the tip, "Dont you like it~"He groans, "Please..." she sighs, she finished his hair. Looking at her work in the mirror she notices his eyes elsewhere. "Come on, I'm done..." she helps him up, grunting through the pain they make their way back to the bedroom. "Sorry..." she says quietly laying him in bed, "It's fine..." she leaves the room closing the door behind her. Sighing, her doorbell rings.
She makes her way downstairs of her Mansion to her front door, opening it to see Shadow. "Hey." She groans, "What do you want..." Shadow lead the Resistance, he arranged offensive and covert troops, his sole focus was to eliminate Robotniks Factory's to stop the production of his army.
"Can I come in?" She groans, opening the door for him he walks in looking around the place. "So... how have you been." She groans, "Just getting accustomed to life again... why are you here?" He sighs, "I heard his body was never found and that you went looking for him. So, where is he?" She glares at him, "If he was here, why would you care?"
He sighs, "Look I'm not here to stop what your doing, he's been through a lot for someone so young and I know your helping him. But, that doesn't excuse what he's done." She looks away from him, grabbing some wine and 2 glasses. "Tell me, what has he done..." he shakes his head, "He just need to take responsibility! Help rebuild, once he gets better of course."
She sips her glass, sighing "You aren't gonna tell me?" He walks toward the door, opening it "I don't think it's the caretakers job to know what their patient has done." He closes the door behind him, pissed she gulps her glass and his, but immediately turns worried. She makes her way back upstairs to his room, she presses her ear against the door, audible grunts and winces of pain.
She swings the door open, Miles turning and twisting in bed sweating and panting. She rushes to him, getting in bed holding him tightly. She pulls his body against hers petting his head. "Shhhh... it's okay..." she repeats, his body starts calming down, his breathing returns to normal. She sniffles quietly, wondering if this has been happening every night.
He wakes up, a warm soft feeling surrounding him, he's never felt this comfortable before. He reaches out to it, wrapping his arm around something, it too is nice soft and warm. His face stuffed between warm cushions, he breaths in, smells like perfume. He opens his eyes, his face smooshed between Rouges sleeping tits. He sighs, rubbing his hand, it's her waist. He had no idea she was so soft and warm.
He yawns between her boobs slowly falling asleep as he cuddled against her. "Maybe... just a few... more minutes..." he whispers falling back asleep. She shifts, purring, his warm callused hands rubbing her waist. She opens her eyes, smiling down at his sleeping face between her boobs. "Miles~" she whispers, kissing his forehead before falling back to sleep.
He growls, waking up again between her boobs, he inhaled her scent, finding it oddly enjoyable. He opens his eyes, her warm chest pressing into his cheeks, he kisses the space between them lightly. He's always had a crush on her, but with everything she'd go through he didn't want to be one of 'those' guys.
She giggles looking down at him, "How cute~" he groans, trying to push away but she just holds him tighter. "Aww so soon? Please enjoy me more~" he growls. "It was just a stupid gesture..." she giggles ruffling his hair, "Please~ We're in bed together... let's enjoy it~." He sighs, looking away.
She looks at him worriedly, "You we're having a nightmare..." he gazes up at her, her solemn expression filling him with guilt. "I.. I'm sorry I didn't mean to disturb you..." She whimpers, kissing his forehead, "Idiot... don't apologize... they say talking about it helps." He groans, staring up at her, worry fills her gaze as she holds him tightly.
He closes his eyes, reluctantly snuggling against her but enjoying it all the same. He opens his eyes, staring up at her. "It... was during my first year..." he starts, holding her close as he begins trembling. "I... saved a girl... she was caught in a bear trap by Him." She sighs, to think he had to see something like that.
He groans, "After I freed her I disarmed the rest of the bear traps, I helped her, brought her to my ship... it felt like I wasn't alone anymore..." he sighs, holding her tighter. "Me and her were together for a year, but... when we found an emerald she went on ahead. The moment she touched the emerald... her head went missing."
She gasps, his face contorts from serious to nearly sobbing, tears stream down his fur, his watery eyes showing innocence. He growls, pushing away and stuffing his face in a pillow, she reaches over to him, hugging him as he sobs into the pillow, his cries that of a little boy. She looks at his hand gripping the pillow, he's trying to claw at it... but can't.
She rubs his back, he's finally letting out. She can't tell him it's over cause it's not, but she can at least soothe him. He must have so much built up over the past 4 years. He calms down, lifting his face from the pillow, wiping his eyes he groans. "Because of that... I stopped caring. She was nice, comforted me, gave me the chance I wanted. She reminded me of older times, better times."
She rubs his shoulder, his face looks hurt, she doesn't even think she's seen him smile now. "I started using lethal gear, I made claws, got myself real bullets. He kept taking everything from me..." he grips his hand tightly, his eyes turn from sad to predatory. Frightening the bat, but she holds his arm tighter.
He feels her fear, calming down he lays down gazing up at the ceiling. "I'm... sorry... I didn't.." she lays next to him holding his arm, she holds his hand, intertwining fingers. "Stop apologizing. Tell me as much as you want. I will carry it all for you." He looks into her eyes, honesty and love all present in her gaze.
"My burdens... are to big to carry." She smiles warmly, scooting closer to him. "Well it's a good thing there's two of us~" she sees his eyes filled a small glimmer of hope. "Please, let me lighten your load." He whimpers, her hand holding his gently. She reaches her hand up to his face, rubbing his cheek, giving him a lovely smile.
He nods, she pulls him closer pressing their foreheads together, "Take your time. I can wait." Her warm head and soft words warm his heart. She isn't her usual seductress, while it's a little weird he appreciates her effort to help. A little smile forming on his face, seeing his smile after all this... tears form, going down her face.
She's never felt this happy toward him in years. Her old feelings for him rising up to the surface. He doesn't have to be the little boy, she just wants him to be him. She remembers the day that really made her feel for him.
She watches as he fixes up a suit. She had asked him if he could repair her suit, but he offered to make a new one. She smiles, watching his attention to detail as he puts the fabric together. Adding technology into the mix making it look kinda futuristic but still her style, the whole problem with her other suit was that her chest was getting too big for it, so he added a stretchy fabric to the breast plate, adjusting to her growing chest.
"Done!" He explains, holding up the suit. "So? Does it look too bulky? I tried making everything as light as possible. "How bout I wear it first before saying anything~" He gives it to her, she walks off to the bathroom, slipping out of her casual into her new suit.
Skin tight black fitted perfectly showing off her curves, a small thin tool belt around her hips with one side sagging a little further down. High heel boots with grips, letting her climb walls easier and her gloves having something similar on each finger. She has a band on her wrist, showing vitals, detecting any unknown signals or finding people, it even has a few switches that can turn her invisible.
She walks out toward him with newfound confidence. Her new suit is tricked out and makes her look hot as fuck. She bites her lip feeling the fabric between her legs rub grind against her core. "I love it~" he chuckles. I have a helmet for it but I figured you wouldn't want one, sorry if the fabrics a bit too tight, I'd figure you'd want something to move around in.
She giggles, walking over to him sitting on his lap scratching his chin. "I love this suit~ Thank you~" he smiles nervously as she softly grinds her ass on his lap, "What would you like as payment~ I'd do anything for this~" he sighs. "You don't need to, you can have it for free." She looks at him confused, "You... your giving this to me for free? Something of this high quality?" He nods, "Yea, I don't need anything! Just knowing you'll use it is enough for me!"
Her heart warms, people would have picked a different answer. She stands up off his lap, blushing softly, many guys have tried this but... this feels different somehow, feels genuine. "I-I will... I'm gonna go change.. now." She rushes to the bathroom, looking in the mirror she sees her red face, chuckling to herself, to think she'd fall for this kid, he's 16, kinda handsome. "Not bad~"
As she takes off the suit she feels something on the fabric of her ass. It's just on the lining going down from the back to between her legs, she feels it finding a slider. She tugs on it, unzipping, she gasps, giggling. "You naughty boy~" a secret zipper on the ass of the suit, revealing her cheeks. She never expected he'd put such a dirty thing like this on here.
"I guess smart guys aren't so bad~" she pulls up the zipper, taking off the suit. "Maybe he should make my clothes..."
Ever since that little zipper on her suit she's had a thing for the young fox. But due to the war she drifted from that, finding herself busy with covert ops. She leans closer to him, give him a little peck on his lips, he looks taken aback. She blushes covering her lips, "Excuse me~"
She suddenly feels really charged, the socket between her legs aches, she really hasn't felt this horny since before the war. She purrs at him, staring at him lustfully, he groans getting the memo but, "Rouge..." she whimpers. "Then... I must... go do something..." she crawls out of bed, walking toward the door. He suddenly feels frustrated.
She leaves the room, barley closing the door behind her. She smiles, she knows she made him frustrated and will jerk off. She knows Robotnik didn't take it cause she saw a little glimpse his first day here. And as she said... he whips his dick out staring at it groaning.
As she peaks through the small crack she slides her finger into her shorts rubbing herself. She gasps, staring at his carnivorous cock, her body feels like prey just looking at it. She starts comparing it to other guys, as she does she drools from the sight of his, he's too big. He groans, rubbing his tip softly, "Damn it..." she feels her orgasm coming close, his cock lookin so enticing.
But he puts it away laying down in bed, she watches dumbfounded, realizing he might not even know just how big he is. She pulls her hand out of her shorts, feeing frustrated. "Why couldn't he just pump that dick of his." She growls ordering some pizza, "I know he's having a tough time, and I shouldn't be thinking about him like this but, I have the best man I've ever seen in my house and I'm not jumping on him..." she whimpers, pulling her shorts down, sitting on the couch, and rubs herself hard.
Her moans echo softly in the room as she rubs her moist tender folds, sloshing echo against the walls. "Fuck... I haven't masturbated in a while.." she struggles, her arms tiring as she leaks all over her couch, she's so close but nothing... she whimpers. She thinks of Miles, his large dick full mast in front of her. She grabs a pickle from her fridge sitting back down, it's nowhere near as big, but it's for her imagination.
She sucks on the pickle, fingering herself hard as her eyes roll back imagining his virgin slaying dick fucking her brains out. She loves it, but the taste of the pickle is is weirding her out. She grunts, pulling her shorts up, chewing on the pickle. The doorbell rings, she opens the door to a pizza guy, she takes the pizza gives him the cash and slams the door.
She suddenly hates guys that aren't Miles, she takes the pizza up to his room. Swinging the door open as she gulps down the pickle. "Pizza here..." she glare sat him, catching him jerking off. He gulps, she growls at him, "Hey... whatcha doin..." she walks over the stand placing the pizza down. He groans, "Uh... nothing..." he slowly puts his erect beast back in his pants.
She growls, glaring at him, "So you'll jerk off... when you... clearly... have a chick who's said you can..." he sighs, looking away, "I... don't wanna bother you with... this shit, everything else is helping, this is just some stupid drive..." she taps her foot, she was struggling downstairs, imagining his cock, unable to cum while he was up here jerking.
"Look... I'm in a mood... you either..." she slaps her ass, "Take this... or..." she pulls out a slice of pizza, eating it, "Eat this..." he groans. He lays back covering his face, he pulls his cock back out, hoping she gets the memo. She growls, stripping her shorts, "One time..." he groans, she whimpers but agrees. She drops on his dick, getting impaled as it fills everything.
She gasps covering her mouth, her eyes lidded, feeling feint she quivers above him. He grunts, she tightens around him, keepin him in. "I... never actually... thought you'd be this tight..." he groans. Her mind goes berserk, she feels like a virgin again, squirting on his, lubricating it in her warm succulent juices. He grunts, she's really tight, "You... okay?.."
Soft moans from the depth of her throat, her mind in shambles, she clearly underestimated him. He is a full carnivore, they know for their size. But Miles was the only real carnivore she knew, why did she chase after other guys when something like this was next to her all this time.
"I... don't know what up... you don't appear to be hurt... and I know you aren't bleeding... so... if you... don't mind.." he lifts her hips, dropping her back down on his dick. She tries to hold her moans in, but her full weight dropping on his stiff is making it really hard not to scream. His gaze making her want more of him, this is only time their doing it and she is squealing like a little girl.
"Fuck... it's been... such a long time..." he grunts feeling her opening coil around him. A pain swells in her heart after hearing him admit he's done it before, but it's not like she's saved herself, but it still hurts. "Damn it!" Is all she could scream before softly panting, she need to take advantage of this, a desire for him growing rapidly.
These few days have been hell for them, dealing with each other. It's about time she has the night of her life, especially after the war. She grabs his face kissing him, pushing him down onto the bed as she rises and lowers her hips rapidly on his cock. He groans beneath her as she moans into the kiss, the biggest she's ever seen is making her black out.
"R-Rouge!" He yells, suddenly waking up she goes harder, her orgasm no longer matters. "YES YES FOXY!! iNSIDE!! BE A GOOD BOY AND FILL ME TO THE BRIM!!!" Her words hit him like a truck, as he cumms deep in her babymaker. She falls back, his magaladong flinging out of her full pussy as she leaks out his cum. "Foxy..." he covers his face, groaning.
She sits up, feeling his heavy dump seep out of her, "Boy... you filled me good~" she smiles looking over at him. He covered his face with a pillow, she crawls up to him, laying on his chest "Miles?" He sighs, pulling the pillow off his face. "Did you.. call me Foxy.." she feels like she touched the wrong button. She hum in agreement, he rubs his face.
"She... called me Foxy..." she stares at him, the pain swelling again. She lays next to him gently caressing her hand on his chest. "What was she like..." she asks, he sighs. "I'm sorry... it was... just us having a moment..." she puts a finger over his lips, "What was she like..." he groans. "Honest, caring, really forward. She never really got upset about anything, she would only get mad when I would leave her on the ship."
She cuddled up next to him, intertwining fingers. "She... really liked calling me Foxy. I didn't mind it, it's not like "Tails" could work anymore. After a year together she... really made me start to forget everything. Robotnik, the War, Sonic..." he sighs. "Around Winter, that's when things were... starting to bump up. We slept together every night, due to the "cold" one night... it got a little too cold."
She kisses his cheek, he looks over to her. "You... started tearing up.." he raises a hand to his face, feeling tears slowly run down his cheek. "Are you afraid of having someone?" He groans, nodding gently. "You would think, after all the guys I've dated... I've never looked back at a single one of them. I suppose I never really thought about them enough to care for them in such a way."
She gently caresses his cheek, smiling, "Remember our first date?" He becomes flustered, "Yea..." she giggles holding him closer. "While it was our only date... I really enjoyed it~" he gulps, reminding himself of that night.
"Oh a movie?" She smiles, he nods "Well... a movie and dinner if you want." She chuckles patting his shoulder. "I wouldn't mind... it's not like I have anything to do." He smiles scratching his head, "I'd just thought we could have fun, outside my garage." She smirks at him, lifting his head to look at hers. "Like a date~" he groans. "If you want to call it that..."
She pulls away giggling. "I would love to go on a date with you~ How bout later today..." he thinks for a moment. "Sure." She winks at him before flying away, "Send me the details!" As she flys away he starts rethinking everything, "Maybe i should have just said just friends hanging out..."
Hours later they meet up in front of the Cinema. She wears a skin tight black dress with a short skirt, her curves in full view as the dress hugs around her body. "You look handsome~" he feels embarrassed, he wasn't expecting her to actually dress up for this. "You look very beautiful" he says nervously getting a chuckle from the bat.
She hooks her arm around his as they walk into the theater. During the entire movie he kept peeking glances at her, the way her face lighted up with joy really warmed his heart, she would always talk about guy troubles or her recent breaking and entering. He smiles, knowing she's having a good time.
She stretches as they walk out of the theater, "That was pretty good. Thanks for picking it~" she hooks her arm around his, pressing her chest into his arm. "I just thought I looked good, and I like the director." She giggles, "Have you ever made a film?" He shakes his head, she smirks whispering in his ear "I've made a few~" she teases. Making him blush more.
As they walk to dinner 3 guys block their way. "Holy shit! Is it Rouge the Bat." One of the guys call out, she holds Miles arm tighter, growling under her breath. "Hey cutie~ Remember me~" she sighs, Miles stiffens up, a bit worried how this will go down. "Of course! I would never forget Tiny!" She exclaims, he growls as his friends silently laugh behind him.
"You say I'm Tiny? Look at the squirt, looks stiff as a board." She growls at his remark, Miles starts feeling a little pissed. "I'm sure us 3 can show you a better time than this guy." She glares at him, "This squirt is my friend, leave him be!" He pushes Miles away grabbing the bat by the ear. "Come on, I got some pay back waiting!"
She struggles, pushing him away until a loud gunshot it heard. The 3 guys stare at the bullet hole in the ground. "Back off." Mikes presses on his watch, revealing his Tornado in the sky. "Let her go." The guy lets her go backing up. She rushes to Miles, "Woah there... calm down... we don't need to get violent.." the guy says nervously.
Miles sighs, "You pulled her ear and pushed me away, I think we can get violent." The other guys run, "You have no idea what she's done!" Miles sighs, "I don't care, she's my friend, and she's always talking about cocky guys like you only after her body all the time. Talk to her again and I won't miss..." Miles glares at the man, before he too runs away.
Miles sighs, cloaking the Tornado. "I can't believe that actually happened. You okay?" He turns to Rouge, looking up at him with watery eyes. "Huh? R- Rouge?" She sniffles, before wiping her tears and smiling at him. "Thank you." She kisses his cheek, "Now come on! Let's eat!" She smiles at him, he flustered smiles back. The entire dinner she talks about how cool he looked, and he tries not to feel anymore embarrassed then he already is.
He sighs, "It was crazy..." she giggles, "Crazy sure... but I loved you for it." He looks at her like she's crazy, making her laugh. "Back then it was small... but I really fell for you... you made my miserable life a better one." He gulps, "I was just trying to help..." she giggles, holding him closer, "You were the best. I always looked forward to seeing you, while Sonic didn't like me, you didn't take his view for the facts." He thinks for a moment, "Why did Sonic not like you?" She laughs, "I told him he was too fast."
He groans, she smiles, "Do you not like it when I talk about my fun." He sighs, "As long as your happy... you can talk about anything." She hums, "I promise, I won't do stuff like that anymore..." he looks at her confused. "Well, we're together right?" He blushes, remembering they just had sex. "We... I... You..." she confused looks at him weirdly. "What's up.."
"I... can't believe I actually did it with you..." she doesn't know how to take that. "You have no idea... how long I've wanted to... we'll be with you like that." He turns to her, "Ever since I met you, I've always wanted to go out with you, hang out, have fun. But then you talk about all your boyfriend problems. And I didn't want to be one of those guys so... I never said anything."
She groans blushing, "I kinda figured you had something... after all that zipper on my suit..." he turns beat red, "You Found It?" She looks at his shocked expression, laughing. "I found it the moment I got it~" he groans, "Have you... used it?" She smiles at him, "To take shits. The moment I got it I stopped having boyfriends or messed around with guys..."
"Cause... I wanted to save it~" he gulps as she stares at him hungrily. "We can be together... I could stay this during sex but... your honestly the best guy I've had. So... if you want... I can slip it on and..." she wiggles her butt, grinning. He gulps, "Even... after all the shit I've done? Like beating you down..." she giggles, "Dummy, I tried fighting you too. And I have also... done some shit. So I think we're kinda even here."
He sighs, "Sure, if you want... I wouldn't mind going again..." she smiles at him, crawling out of bed in just her top. "How bout we do some foreplay too~" he sits up, "Why?" She giggles turning back to him, "Do I need a reason to slobber on that big dick you have~ tell me your fantasies... we might just reenact them~" she giggles opening her closet and pulling out her suit.
"Big?" He questions, she smirks at him seductively. "I said big, want me to keep saying how big you are~ I want to~" he gulps, groaning "Please don't tease me." She giggles taking off her shirt as she fits the suit around her tight curves "Why would I tease you about how big you are~ I never thought my crush would be my lover~"
He watches as the suit he made hugs everything, she smirks turning around, reaching the slider at the top of her ass and pulling down, unzipping her pants revealing her nice plump ass. "You are quite the naughty boy to come up with something like this~" she spanks her ass, purring as she bends over spreading her cheeks showing him her asshole and cunt.
He growls instinctively, a bit surprised he did. She purrs crawling onto the bed, "That growl was pretty hot~" she giggles, grinding on his lap. "It... just happened. But.. I wanted to say this then but... you look really Beautiful in that." Her heart swells at his mention of her looks. Pride fills her chest, a newfound passion to please him rises within her.
"So... what do want me to do~ I'll do anythingfor you~" he groans, her eyes begging for something. He nervously rests his hands on her hips, she moans softly, "Come on~ I'll do anything~ Please~" she begs, he can't believe he made this sexy ass suit for her at 16. "Can you... kiss me?" She growls leaning forward pressing her large chest into his, her face a few cm away from his. She leans forward enough to press her warm lips against his.
It's gentle, love courses through them as they feel their soft lips pressed against one another. She soft grinds against his pelvis, the kiss being unnaturally stimulating, he growls gently, her rear rubbing firmly on his crotch through the blanket. They heat up, she slips her tongue into his mouth, stroking it around his tongue tasting him for herself.
He strokes her hips, rubbing them softly as she moans into the kiss, he never thought he'd get this far with her. She flaps her wings excitedly, his warm hands on her hips making her want more. She pulls away gently, hearts in her eyes as she stares lustfully at him. "What next?" She purrs, her lustful expression turning him to paste, all his fantasies are coming true. "Can you... tell me your favorite spot to play with?"
She giggles at him, reaching one of his hands she moves it to her small tail, "My Tail... it's real sensitive when I'm like this~" her tail wags in his hand. "But... I want to do you~" she pouts, "Believe it or not... just you straddling me was really everything I wanted." She purrs, lowering her face to lick his neck. "Well, now you can do... whatever you want. I don't judge~"
"Well... just you is already... but... if you really want me to ask for more... could you..." he blushes, "Could you... nuzzle... against my..." his voice gets quieter as he talks, she understanding what he wants giggles seductively. "Of course~ id love to~" she scoots down to his legs, pulling the blanket off his cock as it flings upward. She growls amazed by its sheer size and girth, real carnivores are the shit.
She purrs, nuzzling her cheek against his stiffy, the aroma teasing her so much she forcibly restrains herself from licking it. Seeing her so invested in nuzzling it is really getting him going, if he's not careful he'll go overboard. "Your... s-so big~" she bites her lip as her eyes roll back, the smell overwhelming and it's heat unbearable.
He growls at her expression, a feral instinct growing within him. "Your... really into it..." he says nervously, she purrs like a cat, rubbing her nose against his length, "You have no idea... just how much your teasing me~" he combs her hair, trying to keep some sanity he groans, her warm cheek feels amazing.
"Uh... can you... sit on my chest and face the other way?" She smirks dragging her cunt up his body, reaching his chest before turning around. "Does this please you~" she purrs wagging her tail. "It... does... can you... keep nuzzling your face..." she growls hotly, leaning over as she rubs her face against his dick. He licks his lips, staring at her perfect ass and wagging tail.
He kisses the tip of her tail causing her to moan into his cock, panting on it. He grabs her thighs, stroking them softly as he licks her tail tenderly, her lower half quakes he can feel her juices dribble on his chest. "Why is your tail so cute..." he moans, her body begs for more but she waits, wanting him to play with her more. He reaches his muzzle to her tail, licking it before sucking on it gently, her voice pitches as she moans against his cock, she barley lick it, "No licking." He says, she growls, whimpering as pleasure shoots through her body as he gently sucks her tail, she can feel his sharp teeth just grazing it.
"No licking until you cum." She whimpers louder, "But... I want to please you~" he nibbles on her tail causing her to scream. "In all my fantasies you being pleased was my biggest goal. You've dated many guys and messed around, pleasing you, well... that's what I wish to do." She whimpers, smooching his dick, his tongue and mouth feeling amazing on her tail. "You feel so good~"
She squeals getting really close to squirting, "Your tail tastes good, weirdly enough." He licks her tail from the base to the tip, sucking it down gulping it. She moans squirting her steamy juices on his fuzzy chest, feeling his hair graze against her cunt teasingly. "FUCK~" she shouts. He pulls off her tail covered in saliva, smooching the tip before blowing on it gently. "I never actually thought I could make you cum with your tail. I honestly felt a little... sus for sucking on it like that."
She whimpers, looking back at him, "Can I? Please! I want it~" he gulps, before sighing, he kisses her ass cheek, "You can... suck it... if you want to." As those words come out his mouth she gulps it down, choking on it as she feels his burning rod fill her mouth. He groans, squeezing her thighs before biting her cheek gently.
Her mind going berserk, his hot canine cock filling her throat. The mixture of sweat and cock mixing is heating her up, she slurps his cock, begging for her drink. He groans, he can feel the back of her throat, he lifts a leg, resting it on her head keeping her head on his dick. She gargles on his dick, loving his Alpha nature she smiles on his cock, sniffing his manly aroma.
Her nose is pressing against his balls, her sniffing rubbing against it gently causing his cock to twitch. He grunts cumming deep down her throat as she gulps it all down quickly, pumping his thick hot sperm down her throat, she slowly pulls off, drinking it all. After a minute of cumming she pulls off his dick, gulping the rest down, "Bbbuuuurrrrppp~" she belches, giggling as she licks the cum off her lip. "I drank so much I burped... I hope you liked that~" she wags her tails against his forehead, panting onto her ass.
"It felt amazing..." she giggles, sucking the tip. "Anything else~" she asks, he thinks for a moment. If she likes being wild... "I have something... but I think it might be going overboard.." she giggles, wagging her tails and flapping her wings. "For you... anything~" he gulps, he never thought he'd get her ever, he assumed his age and maturity would turn her off.
"I don't think I've ever done it like this~" she says, holding herself up, her ass and legs on the bed as she holds her upper body off the bed. He grabs her thighs, lining himself up, "I though you'd like something like this..." she giggles, the struggle of holding herself up and getting fucking playing beautiful in her mind, "Can't wait to try it~" he pushes in grunting as her moist insides suck is cock tightly, she moans her arms struggling to hold herself up.
He grabs her hips, gripping her tight cheeks, as he pulls back he spreads her ass open, showing her cute little butthole, before pushing in deep. She gasps, grunting as she takes his large feral dick while holding herself up. His thumb getting close to her asshole, he rubs it thrusting in hard. She wails, her body quivers and her wings flap from his large dick and his thumb playing with her ass. He notices her tail trying to cover her asshole, finding it cute he tugs her tail making her gasp loudly.
"Do you like it up the butt?" He growls, spitting on her asshole and rubbing it gently with his thumb. She whimpers trying to close her legs, "Please don't tease me~" she begs, he pushes his thumb in her butthole hearing her groan. "Your butt is really gripping my thumb." He groans, pushing his thumb in and out, as he thrusts his cock in her he pulls this thumb out, alternating.
"Does it feel good?" He hears her whimper cutely, thrusting harder. Her moans get louder, feeling his Fox dick grind her insides is a miracle feeling. Her mind going blank as she barley keeps her upper body from falling. Her mind goes black for a moment, her arms give out as she crashes onto the ground, pulling him down with her, as he crashes his dick lodges deeper into her hitting her favorite spot she yelps, squirting upward like a sprinkler as she tries to breath.
He groans, feeling her squirt on his balls, he pumps her cootch full of sperm, shooting strings into her womb extending her orgasm. He pants, trying to regain his breath, he pushes himself up, pulling out of her full cunt as sperm leaks out. She purrs softly, her lower body tone limp, no ones actually hit her favorite spot since her young adult years.
He stands up, his arm still a little pained, but he can bare through it, he limps over to her, the heat made him forget he was still injured. "You good?" He stands above her, looking down at her pleased/tired expression. She sits up, whimpering as she feels his sperm slosh inside her cunt. "Thank you." She whispers, blushing, she suddenly feels nervous, anxious, she doesn't want to look like an idiot in front of him.
She tries getting up, but falls over, before she hits the ground he grabs her waist. "Woah, and I thought I had it rough." She blushes, she's so sweaty under her suit. "S-Sorry.." he chuckles sitting her on the bed. "You okay? You seem reserved, isn't that my thing?" She can feel her cunt drool sperm onto the bed, she groans. "Sorry... I-I just need a quick break..." he looks worried. "Ah... I get it..." she holds his hand, "You hit my favorite spot!" She blurts out, "It felt really good, it took a lot out of me though. Please... I want to do more with you..." she begs, holding his hand tightly.
He nods, sitting next to her, she strips off her suit, showing her bare body to him. She holds his arm, pressing herself onto him, "To think... we'd get so into it just a few days after the war." He sighs, "Well... I feel really connected to you... I want to see you happy... I don't want you worrying or crying over me." She gently kisses his cheek, he turns to her, she presses her lips onto his.
A passionate kiss, love shoots through their veins. They hold each other's hand, fingers intertwine as their kiss blossoms a pure love for each other. As they softly groan into the kiss, they feel sleepy. They pull away slowly, falling onto the bed passing out naked.
Next day-
"So... this is... Netflix and Chill..." he groans, watching Netflix as he rubs her ear while she slobbers all over his dick. She hums in acknowledgement circling his tip with her tongue. He sighs, eating pizza as she chokes down his dick. "Yknow... you don't have to please me all the time..." she giggles, pulling off his cock with a pop. "I want to~ I finally have you and I plan to play with you to makeup for the years i crushed on you~"
He groans, "Well... if we're together... couldn't you do that anytime you wanted?" She nods, "And I want to do it now~ I want to show you how much I love you~ so I will kiss you, fuck you, and play with you as many times as it takes to show you I love you~" she kisses his tip, before choking it down. He groans, rubbing her head. "While I love you doing this... I also just love you for you... I trust you..." she purrs, pulling off him again. "And I trust you... so let me gulp down my drink~"
She sucks hard, making him grunt as he shoots load after load down her throat. He sighs, "I hope I get better soon..."
Sorry it took so long. Backstories, flashbacks, characters. Maybe the sex was unnecessary but I just made the story that way. If you like it check out my other ones, if this does well I'll maybe make a series of their shenanigans. I'll take setting recommendations.