Chapter 2 – The Fox's Ultimatum

AN: Give credits to Chi-cop1, 10barretts and Swift the Cat.

Tails dug his shoulder into the large bookcase that he had brought in from the library, the final piece of furniture that would serve as the strongest obstruction in front of the front door. Grant it, it was the only obstruction. He was all for ensuring his own safety, but after reading that book on feng shui, the last thing he needed was more bad karma. "Oh why does this happen to me?" His eyes trailed downward, Oh yeah. Nothing was making sense to him anymore, not his body, not his pheromones, especially not Fiona's untimely arrival. What could have processed her to show up out of the blue, minutes after he had just finished thinking about her? She wanted nothing to do with him in the first place, so why was she snooping around his bathhouse?

"Wasn't she wearing a bathrobe? That's so… unlike her". The voice of reason snapped back at him, You dummy! Don't you see the big picture? 'Cause I'm sure she got an eyeful of it when she walked in on you! "You're right! She knows! Aarrrh! This is so not cool!"

He heard footsteps outside, and he covered his mouth with his hand. He braced himself against the door, unable to predict what or who was standing outside the door. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, his mind expertly mapping out the escape route he would take if he had to make a run for it. "Why would she come back?"

"Hello? Tails? Are you in there?"

"G-go away! Just… just m-make like a fox and scram Fiona!" He kicked himself for having uttered such a rude comment. He knew this was the way it had to be. Years had passed since she left the Freedom Fighters, yet at times he could still feel her final farewell planted firmly against his cheek. He knew he could not allow himself to see her again, not unless he wanted to have his feelings handed back to him skewered on a silver platter. "Go away Fiona!"

"But Tails, I don't have anywhere else to go. Besides its cold out here… I got caught outside with my bathrobe… and my wet hair… with nothing else on."

"Oh man, she's doing that on purpose…", He struggled against his bodily functions, wrestling to keep his libido out of sight. He held his breath and chose not to answer. Fiona had apparently gone silent as well, because he did not hear anything anymore. The gurgling of the springs echoed harmoniously, and Tails let out a sigh of relief.

WHAM! There was a thunderous crash and Tails found himself pushing back on the bookcase as it pushed him forward. That angelic voice sounded again, this time mixed with a level of fury that Tails had wished not to invoke, "Dammit, Tails! Open up! You're supposed to be all gentlemanly and such and you would leave a young lady to freeze to death out in the cold! You're as sick as the rest of 'em!" She slammed on the door a few more times, and stopped momentarily. Tails listened carefully and heard the sound of running footsteps. He was then filled with a sense of pity, ashamed that his encyclopedia collection was about to crash all over the floor.

"Whoooaa!" He made a leap for the floor as the barricade behind him suffered a tremendous blow at the hands of Fiona's martial arts attack. Her flying kick split the door in two, sending the resulting debris straight into the bookcase and bringing it down with a mighty, CRASH! Tails's treasured encyclopedia collection lay in heaps upon the floor, but he found little time to grieve over the mess, for as the dust settled, a red figure clad in a white bathrobe and brown hair stood atop his fallen barricade.

"Hey there, handsome. Miss me?" The flattering remark was met with the scampering of feet as Tails turned tails and ran for the rear entrance past the changing room. Fiona sucked her teeth and watched her plan run away with two left feet, "Lovely." She leaped off the bookcase and gave chase, moving with both poise and purpose as she closed the distance between herself and her prey. He attempted to fly above her head, but all it took to bring him down was a run against the wall and then a firm grasp on his ankles.

She brought the stubborn fox down to the ground and immediately pinned him to the wall, "Now listen here, Tails. I've got no time to play around. You're going to-! To…" Something about his expression was annoying her. "Why are you staring at me like that?" She recognized those eyes, the way his hands were shaking out of control, the fear that had consumed him upon realizing that he had been captured. She tried to keep a straight face as she pondered to herself, "What does this kid have to be so afraid of? Is he scared of me? I'm not something to fear. He doesn't know fear. He doesn't know suffering. He doesn't-…"

Fiona noted the hand she had placed on Tail's shoulder; it was clenched, and her arm was tense. She loosened her grip, and though Tails had relaxed slightly, she could still see the consequence of what she had done. Beneath her fingers, she spotted a discoloration caused by her extreme grip. Had she really underestimated her strength when she grabbed the boy? Or was she treating him like this… because she thought it was the only way she could treat him? She would have to consider this as the first rule when handling her new merchandise: his body is fragile. "I must… treat him with a softer touch".

"Tails." She had lowered her voice and spoke with her eyes locked on his. "I'm gonna put you down now. Pl-…Please, don't run away. Understand?"

The fox nodded, humming in agreement.

She released her relaxed her grip entirely and lowered Tails to the floor, immediately establishing that she was a good foot and a quarter taller than he was. "Are you okay?" She noticed the light bruises she left on his upper arms. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry about that. I'll fix you up in a bit, here let me see it."

Tails did not allow her to touch him, "No…" He tried to step back but his back met the wall behind him. "Wh-What are you doing here, Fiona? Why did you…" He reached for the bruise on his right shoulder and winced as he grazed over it. Adding a little bit of pressure eased the pain, but it was there nonetheless, and he did not appreciate how she manhandled him a few moments ago.

"I suppose apologizing again won't do any good." She fought a twitch in her left eye, instinctively responding to Tails's irritated expression. "I guess I'll get straight to the point then… Tails… I'm not sure how else to say this, so I'll just say it. I want you… to be my boyfriend for a while." A perfect dismount, will she stick the landing?

"No."

And she screws up the landing. "No?"

"No."

"You don't just say 'no' to this, Tails."

"Well, I just did."

Time for plan B. "Well, I'm not leaving you with a choice, Tails. I need you to be my boyfriend for a couple of days, and whether you want it or not, you're gonna enjoy."

"And if I happen to refuse again? What'll you do? Slap me again? Punch me in the face? No one would ever forgive you for hurting me, Fiona. Because, unlike you, I have friends who care about me!" Tails asserted himself by stepping forward, a sense of pride and confidence welling up inside his heart as he spoke back to the overzealous female before him.

Fiona clicked her tongue, and placed a seductive finger underneath Tails's chin, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, honey. What if I were to tell you that your friends are the one's you'd have to worry about?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean… here we are… all alone in a secluded area. You're male, I'm female. Who are they going to believe when I tell them that you took advantage of me when you invited me to your humble abode?" She saw that glint in his eye disappear, yet he dared to step towards her again.

"No one would ever believe you. I've got bruises to prove you grabbed me."

"As I struggled against your overpowering grip. I asked you to stop, but you wouldn't listen. Those pheromones of yours were turning you into an animal, and I was your unsuspecting prey. Care to explain why you barricaded the front door as soon as I walked in?" Everything was fitting together perfectly, like she was God-mode-ing a 5000 piece puzzle together without using the cover. Tails's scowl had disappeared, and he took a step back.

"You… You can't do that. You're lying. I'll just tell everyone you're lying!"

"But how could I be lying, Tails? When I can, in fact describe something that I must have seen during that unbecoming event." She knelt closer and spoke into his ear, "Like the size of your cock." She quietly inhaled and suddenly pulled her head back, her nose twitching wildly. "Ah! What was that?"

Tails had not noticed himself doing anything at all, other than wishing that he could just die. Here he was, making a big show about how he was going to stand up to his captor, and it turns out that she was holding all of the cards. Who knows what kind of sick and twisted plot she had in mind for him if he agreed to be her boyfriend; no doubt that it was meant as part of a devilish scheme. "F-Fiona?"

Fiona kept rubbing her nose, but it was itching something fierce, "Seriously, Tails, what kind of cologne are you wearing? Whatever it is, lay off it some!" Her body must have been having an allergic reaction or something, because now she was starting to feel hot all over. She could feel herself blushing, her hands getting sweaty, her heart beating like a snare drum, it was as if that odor wasn't a odor at all. It was more like a- "Oh my gosh, it's you."

"Me? I'm not wearing anything. The only possibility could be my… "Oh, that might be my pheromones. Yeah they've been going off lately. I can't… do anything about them. Sorry."

"Honey, no boy of your age has…" She felt woozy for a moment there, "… pheromones that strong." Her commanding voice was failing her, along with the rest of her body. There was nothing she could do to stop her animal instinct from taking control of her mind. At first, all that mattered was getting back at Scourge and recruiting Tails to help her make him jealous. Then she needed to concentrate on coming up with a good story to leave Tails no choice but to follow her orders. Then there was… oh gosh, what the hell was next?

Her train of thought escaped her and her hand dove out and blocked Tails's right flank. "Tails… I need you to stay right there. Don't move…"

The vixen reached out and hooked the nape of his neck as she brought herself forward ever so slightly. Tails's eyes went wide as he watched Fiona's soft lips floating closer and closer, but he could not understand what had suddenly happened to her stringent approach. Once she caught a whiff of his pheromones, it was as if she could not help but be magnetically pulled towards his body. She bent down as she matched his height, incidentally exposing that marvelous cleavage that he had only seen in his otherworldly fantasies. He did not want to have anything to do with this. If she was not acting of her own free will, he would not allow her the satisfaction of making her fake story true. She was inches away when he pulled his lips in and turned away from her, "Mmph!"

Fiona stopped, releasing the back of his neck and staring down at the floor, "Tails… you don't understand this yet, but I'm really… really hot." She brought his hand to her neck, allowing him to feel her body heat, "Your pheromones are driving me crazy. I have to kiss you, honey. But… I can't force anything on you. It goes against who I am."

His ear perked up, and his eyes fell on her.

"Please…" She craned her head up, her blue eyes staring at him through her stray bangs, her steady breath increasing slightly, "Won't you kiss me?"

Tails could see her shivering, If she's so hot, then what is she shaking for? Could she perhaps have been nervous about what his response would be? What would happen to her if he did not fulfill her wish? He had managed to rebuke her again and again… was he willing to do it one more time?

The young fox turned towards the sultry vixen, his mind racing to justify why he was about to surrender his ideals for someone who had scorned him for so long. He swallowed and leaned forward, awkwardly brushing his lips against hers before shying away. Fiona moved closer, this time meeting Tails the rest of the way as he tried to kiss her again. She literally took his breath away as she lost herself in the kiss, her body finally thanking her for finding an appropriate outlet for all of her pent up heat. She held the fox close, kneading his ruffled whiskers between her fingers, releasing him once in a while so he could breathe. "He's got amateur lips… but with a little experience, he could be a great kisser". She pulled away while grazing his fangs with her tongue, and he let out a disappointed mew, triggering a seductive smirk from the red vixen.

Tails watched her eyes focus on his neck as she closed in on him, baring her fangs, and finally nipping at his Adam's apple. He let out a muffled cry as she continued to poke her canines into his neck, a thought in the back of his mind warning him that she might try to puncture his right jugular. Was this any time to worry about his personal well being? The one and only vixen he had ever loved was adorned in a white bathrobe, holding him against the wall, and biting his neck with delicate nips that he could only have imagined up until now. Compared to an adrenaline rush, this was the most exhilarating moment of his life!

"Tails?"

"Hu-um? Y-Yes?" He met her eyes as she stood back up.

"Hold still, okay? I want to flow with my body." She looked away momentarily as she turned her back to him.

"F-Flow? What do you-?"

"Sshhh… I'll help you. Give me your hands." She reached out to his hands, delighting in his hesitant nature. Whether he was really shy, or simply unable to respond to his current situation, she knew that he was not about to force anything upon her. He did not have enough sense to know that she was open to any of his sexual whims, whatever kind of whims a fox his age could have. He had the opportunity, yet he lacked the motive, making it that much easier to quench her ever-increasing sex drive.

"It's okay honey. Just… mmnn… put your hands here. And add a little pressure. Mna! Like that…" She had placed his hands on her sides, instructing him to give her a light squeeze so he could hold her body in place. She knelt down just so she could rest her head in the crook of his shoulder and blow into his ear. She giggled as her winced and his fingers grasped her reflexively. "Tails, don't mind me. Take all you want."

"Wh-What? F-Fiona, I-!"

"Don't force yourself to hold back." She guided his hands to her chest, "Just hold me."

Tails let his hands rest nervously on the vixen's mounds, eventually adding a soft squeeze as he measured the volume of her breasts. "Firm… so thick, just like I'd always thought they'd be. I'm so sorry, Fiona". He bit his lip and grasped her breasts in order to assess as many of their physical properties as possible. They felt absolutely marvelous, like thickened marshmallows beneath his fingers, and a hard perky center that poked into the palm of his hand.

Fiona let out a surprised yelp, realizing that this must have been the first time that he had ever put his hands on a woman. She was proud to know that she was a specimen worthy of so much attention, though at times she had drawn the eye of more perverted characters. Her body sank down slightly as she reached for the hem of her bathrobe, careful not to deprive Tails of his private fun. At the same time she felt this presence pushing up against her back, an eager player whom she was sure had never known the satisfaction a woman could bestow.

"I can't take much more of this… I'm so horny. I can't believe I'm actually hot for him". She grinded against him a little longer, until she finally hitched the bottom half of her robe to her waist. Her long red tail swished about excitedly as a symbol of her pride and joy consisting of fine glossy hairs with a tan colored splash at the end.

She called his name again, the sweet tone in her voice somehow managing to distract him, "Tails, sweetie, would you do one more thing for me?"

"Y-Yes?"

"Good. I want you to have sex with me." The abruptness of her request caused him to release her, but she held his hands firmly against her body.

"F-Fiona! I can't do that! That's out of the – I mean… I can't!"

"Yes you can, honey. It's real easy. You can start off as slow as you want." She took a few steps forward and bent down, supporting herself on one of the benches. "Just follow your instincts." She whipped her tail aside, blushing furiously as she exposed her nether region to him.

Tails was lost for words. Every anecdote, every blueprint, every intelligent thought in his head had suddenly disappeared. Dreams were one thing, but reality was a completely different matter altogether. Fiona was offering herself to him, and while every fiber of his being protested against touching the erotic vixen, it was those same fibers that were shuffling his feet towards her. "Fiona… I-I can't just force myself on you…!"

"You're not forcing anything, Tails. I want this. I need this. I need you to fuck my lights out!"

The fox placed his hands on her hips, averting his eyes to the glorious vision before him. He instinctively lowered his appendage and stepped toward her again, accidentally poking her right cheek, "Fiona…"

The vixen looked over her shoulder to find Tails staring at her with a confused expression. "It's okay, honey. Put it here." She moved seamlessly through the folds of her bathrobe and used her fingers to spread her lips for him. "Right here. Ah! That's it. Mna!" He had eagerly targeted her flower and nudged the tip of his member into her.

"Aah! Fiona, it's so warm… and tight." His body began to tense up, his grip tightening, his jaw clenching, and his chest heaving up and down with each breath.

"That's 'cause you're so big. Damn! Ah! "A little more, Tails. Ooh! It's incredible. Yeah!" She helped him along by pushing her hips against him. Once she had reached her limit she asked him to stop, fearing that he still had another inch to go. She curved her back into a crescent shape as she straightened her arms out and stared at the ceiling. "Oh man, that's good. Now just start – Ah!"

The fox had interrupted her before she could finish her instruction. Tails allowed his body to move on its own, gently sliding his member back a few inches and putting it back into her body. "Is this alright, Fiona? Should I go faster?"

She caught her breath before she could reply, "Don't rush through it, Tails." He went into her again and her nails dug into the benches, "Take your time… be gentle with me, sweetie." She let out a sharp gasp as she felt him somehow reach all the way inside her.

The room was filled with an inappropriate crescendo made up of Fiona's mews and coos, along with Tails's awkward grunts. Having finally accustomed himself to the rhythm of Fiona's hips, he increased his speed moderately, always keeping his ears alert for any indication of malpractice. This proved rather complicated since Fiona occasionally let out a startled yelp and moaned at the same time. If he slowed down to check on her, she took the initiative and kept her hips moving against him.

"Oh man, this definitely beats pawing off. I feel like I'm on fire. Any more of this and I'm gonna-!", Tails's eyes went wide as he completed the thought and realized that he had to stop as soon as possible. "Fiona, wait!" As he tried to pull out, Fiona held her hips against him again.

"Don't stop. Ooh! I'm so close…nyaa, you're so deep!"

"But Fiona, if I come inside you, I might seriously… I could get you pregnant!"

The thought had occurred to her after the first few thrusts, but she decided to ignore it since the euphoric sensation of Tails coming into her would have been one hell of a joy ride. "He's right. He's just a kid. And I'm not about to start risk starting a family… at least… not yet". She grinded her hips into him so she could remember how incredible he felt inside her, "Tell you what Tails, you pound me until you're ready to come and you can pull out."

Tails nodded nervously, "Pound you?"

"Yeah." She turned back and braced herself, "Give me all you've got."

The fox swallowed the lump in his throat and focused on Fiona's rump once more. With his hands pressed firmly into her sides, he threw himself forward, eliciting a raw sound from the vixen who had bravely suggested Tails's final act. Her voice rung in his ears, creating within him his first selfish sexual desire: he wanted to hear her scream his name. He took a deep breath and pumped into her again and again, her cries escalating with each drive.

Her body swayed as he drew in and out, her breasts, while still hidden underneath her robe, calling out to him. However, he had no time to indulge any further for his loins were beginning to tense up, a sure sign that he was at his limit. "Oh Fiona! I'm gonna come! Aarrh…"

The vixen quickly allowed Tails to disengage himself from her and she made a beeline for his throbbing member. Her hand dove out and grabbed him, a brief wave of surprise hitting her when she realized her fingers could not reach all the way around. "Alright, Tails. Come on me, baby." She pumped him vigorously, while her fingers massaged her lips and pinched her clit between her fingers. "Oooh! Yeah. I'm gonna come too. Ah! Yaah!"

"Fiona! I can't hold it! Aaaooooh!" He howled and his body erupted, a surge of hot liquids spraying onto Fiona's face in three consecutive jets. He felt his eyes roll slightly into his head, his thoughts racing to confirm that it was not his hand gliding about his member, but the delicate fingers of a very sexy vixen whom he had always pined for. Needless to say, that made her even sexier.

"Oh wow, so good. Sooo good. Nya…. Ah… Aaaah!" Fiona buckled under the pressure of her own ministrations, allowing her to release the stress that had been building over the last few hours. Scourge had set her off with his usual rub down; a mix of pinching and biting combined inversely with the tender movements of his hands as he knead her breasts through her robe. Her body had been mentally prepared for a completely different type of treatment tonight, but that was before she learned that there was a certain fox who could match Scourge point for point when it came to sex. "With a little more practice that is. And I'll be around to see it too".

She absentmindedly picked at a trail of Tails's liquids that had dripped down to her cheek. "Mn! Acquired taste indeed. I could get used to this". After licking most of Tails's come from her hands, she grabbed a nearby towel and cleaned the rest of her face and chest.

Tails was resting comfortably against the wall with his gaze fixed on the ceiling, and his mind finally scolding him for what he had done. "How could I be so stupid…"

Fiona's ears perked up, "Tails?"

"I can't believe myself. How could I let myself, actually act on my sexual wants? I'm not ready for this! Arh! I'm disgusting!"

"Tails! Tails! Don't talk like that. You have no reason to feel bad." She knelt down in front of him, her hands automatically moving to make herself more decent.

"But I had sex with you Fiona! That's not even ethical! You're so much older, and mature. I'm just-!"

She put her finger to his lips, "Age has nothing to do with it Tails." She took a deep breath, "Listen… what you did for me back there was incredible. And the fact that you were sensitive to how I felt throughout, made it very special to me. Don't waste your breath regretting it. After all… I was your first right?" She blushed slightly and eyed him through her bangs.

"Y-Yes." He lost himself in her eyes. "She's so sincere, so beautiful".

"Then this isn't something you want to regret." She leaned forward and pecked him on the cheek, "And it won't be the last time either."

"What do you mean?"

She smirked, "I've decided to change my plans. Not only am I gonna keep our little adventure secret, but I'm gonna be your girlfriend too."

"Really?" His heart bounced.

"Yeah. But…"

"There's a 'but'?" He had let his guard down for that split second.

Fiona placed her fingers on his chest and had them tip toe up to his chin, "Yes. In exchange, you are going to be my adorable little foxy sex slave." She held his muzzle in place and cast her eyes upon him with a gaze that served to bind his will to hers; a seductive and provocative glare that she hoped would tease his curious nature. Was there a method to her madness other than to have full sexual control over the male foxling? "You and I are going to get to know each other a lot more, and I'm going to be letting your body do the talking for you."

"B-But Fiona! Me? Your sex slave?" It was not the most flattering of circumstances to find one self in when engaged in a serious relationship with someone, but then again it depends on who that someone is. When one find themselves in Tails's shoes, staring at the hottest bade this side of Mobius in nothing but a bathrobe and the faint aroma of one's juices radiating off of her smooth velvet-like fur, one is inclined to do whatever she asks. Nevertheless, was this something Tails's was willing to accept? A relationship based on his lover's sexual cravings? What will happen once he has outlived his usefulness? Tails considered that he was not left with much of a choice, but there was a silver lining… what if he could have Fiona fall in love with him in earnest? Perhaps this contract could work to his advantage.

Fiona clicked her tongue, and started to leave the changing room, "Well, if you are not willing to accept my offer, then I'll just step into Nicole's barrier and face the music. Won't be long though before you join me, anyway."

"Fiona, wait!" Tails stood up while supporting himself on the wall, his body still unwilling to lend him proper balance. "I'll… I'll do it! I will…"

She made a quarter turn and held her ear out to hear him finish his statement.

"I will be your sex slave." His eyes fell, unable to sustain the crushing blow this would deal to his pride. Not even his precious twin tails could help him to recover from the psychological trauma that could ensue from the forthcoming events, but he swore to himself that he would make the best out of the inconvenient circumstances.

"Wow, you actually said yes. I'm impressed." She turned back towards the exit and started fidgeting with her robe, "But, I'll warn you now Tails. If you really want to turn me on, you're gonna have a little bit of a bad boy yourself. The sweet and sincere stuff doesn't work on me too often. You're going to have to learn to tap into that dark side of yours sooner or later, if you want to earn any of this."

Her hands stretched down to her sides and her bathrobe fell to the floor in a crumpled heap, revealing bare shoulders, paired angel wings, and a line down her back that drove Tails's attention to her apple colored bottom. Her tail swished back and forth proudly, and she looked over her shoulder one more time, "Enjoy the view there, slave. You'll be getting' eyefuls like this every night." She turned the corner and disappeared, a visage of a woman who wielded the ultimate influence over the male species, and she was damn proud to do so.

The fox dropped back down to the floor, his eyes still fascinate by the sight he had beheld. He was not aware that this night would have brought about so many controversial issues into his young life, but they were here to stay and he would have to start making the best of them. With no idea of what to expect the next day, Tails wrapped a towel around his waist and prepared to deal with the usual arrangements that he would have to make for Fiona's extended stay. "Wait 'till she finds out that there is the one bedroom. I'll probably sleep in the library or something".

To his surprise, Tails ended up sleeping in his bedroom that night… with Fiona cuddled up next to him.