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"Aw, ah'm sure Tails knows exactly what he's doin'. He was always such the mature young man."

"Now, then," Rouge says, taking another sip of her drink. "You have these two wonderful older Mobians here, quite obviously lusting after you. Yet you are just standing there like children, waiting to be told what to do. Such a shame."

Tails clenches his fists, furrowing his brows. "Right. I'm not a kid anymore, and... Bunnie! I've always found you to be attractive! I didn't understand it at the time, but when you said you were the "sax cymbal" of the Freedom Fighters, you weren't kidding!

"You always did have a knack for older women, sugah," Bunnie says, uncrossing her legs, she kicks them, leaning back and tilting her head. "So, what are you going to do to me?"

Tails smirks. "Well, first, I want to get you out of that dre-" He steps forward, only for Antoine to get in the way. Tails collides right into him and glances eye-to-eye with the coyote.

"Not so fast, mon cherie," Antoine says, his brow furrowed in a severe glare.

"You see, sugah," Bunnie says, tracing her furry fingers over her lips, "Antoine and I have a little arrangement when it comes to bringing a third into our marital affairs."

"W.. What is that?" Tails says, gulping.

"Un duel," Antoine says, unbuttoning his jacket. "To see which is man enough to endure to give mi amor what she deserves."

"A duel!? This isn't casual at all!" Tails says, fighting the urge to glance over at Rouge, knowing that her eyes are probing him. But he grabs his own jacket. "Alright, then... what are the rules of this, uh, 'duel."

Now unbuttoning his shirt, Antoine explains, "Quite simple. The first man to make the other reach completion is the winner."

Tails is in the process of unbuttoning his own shirt when he pauses. "Wait, you mean. You and I are gonna-?"

"Is there a problem?" Antoine says, rolling his shirt off his shoulders, letting the clothing dangle off his arms.

Seeing Antoine's upper body without having seen him in a few years seems so different. Sure, he had traded his's father's royal military jacket for the Republic's forces' sashes, putting him on an even playing ground with Sonic and the like in terms of dress. Back then, Tails had felt the first pangs of puberty. He had already realized what the couple was planning to do on their honeymoon trip to Cocoa Island. Seeing the brave warrior in a state of undress, fighting side-by-side with his lady love, Tails felt the same sorts of stirrings that he had felt when he saw Bunnie's cleavage packed against that form-fitting outfit of hers.

It's only now, directly confronted by Antoine's bare chest--its toned muscles topped with well-groomed fur, that Tails finally comes face-to-face with something about himself that he had never considered before.

Rouge chuckles, fluttering her eyes. Tails realizes he has taken his eyes off of Antoine. That is a mistake, as the soldier takes the opportunity to place his ungloved hands upon Tails's shoulders. The coyote pulls the fox in close, pressing their chests together, and narrowing his gaze. "You know, mon ami, for a 'man,' you have quite the feminine charm. I am a little jealous, actually. That you could pull off both the devilish handsomeness and the"

Tails pouts. "I... I never thought about that. I mean... Sonic did mistake me for a girl once. That was kinda weird."

"Oh, Sugah," Bunnie practically purrs, stretching her arms up over her head. This has the added benefit of giving him a fuller view of her full cleavage, "after tonight, if you're up for it, ah'd love to help style ya if'n you want to explore that avenue of yourself."

"W... what? No, I mean... I'm trying to be a man here. A Man! I am a man!"

"And you are a cute one!" Antoine says, cupping Tail's chin with his fingers. "One that I could just kiss..."

And he does, pressing his lips up against the fox's. Their noses rub against one another, and Tails freezes up from the suddenness yet pleasantness of it all. His widened eyes fight against the part of him that's telling him not to give in, not to be the submissive in this situation. Still, Antoine's charisma--Tails had never been ton the receiving end of it before. Now he knows just how such a bumbling, silly man could win the heart of such a beautiful woman.

Tails's hands find their way to Antoine's side, and he closes his eyes, relaxing in the coyote's grasp. He presses his chest up against Antoine, opening his mouth, letting the older man slide his tongue inside, dancing around in Tails's mouth.

While the two boys have their fun, Bunnie leans over, not taking her eyes off of the display, and she whispers to Rouge. "Thank you again for setting this up."

"Oh, please," Rouge says. "This is all to give the boy something to realize about himself. You're doing a much better job than I am." She sighs, placing her drink down, crossing her arms over her chest. "It's tough, you know, keeping up the charade all the time. Always being the femme fatale." She grips her shoulders and shakes her head. "Then Tails comes along, saying he wants me to be his dominatrix--bah!"

"Don't you worry about that. Ah know you've mellowed out and become a respectable woman, sweetie-bat." Bunnie winks. "Ah'm happy to teach Tails a lesson, 'specially if it means seeing Antoine be so... so..." She bites her lip, bringing her knees together.

Rouge smiles. "Well, I'm glad to help you out in your little kink as well. Who would have thought Bunnie D'Coolette was a cuck-queen?"

Tails hasn't had much of a chance to be quite so intimate. Maybe a bit with Rouge, but she is cold, distant, clinical even when they are together. Antoine, despite this coupling having a contest's pretense, Antoine's tongue is delicate, yet commanding. His hands hold firm without being harmful. The fucks that Tails had in Rouge's employ, blindfolded and breeding random women... they were nothing like this. This is intimate. This is... fun!"