Manic and Cream 4
#137 of Sonic the Hedgehog
Manic gets to tending Cream's needs, but can the rabbit keep her secret forever?
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Manic practically growls when he sees the proffered pussy. Before he can say anything, or she could even suggest anything else, he slides up to her, grabbing her clothing and tugging it down off her legs.
Cream lifts her legs to allow him to help her out of them. He tosses those leggings aside, diving down between her luscious legs, hooking hands under those thighs, spreading her apart, and dipping his face in between.
He begins by pressing his tongue against her lips, slipping that warm muscle up one side and then down the other.
She's already so fuckin' wet. Could he have had that much charm on some random gotch chick?
Cream bites her lip, curling her legs inward, pulling his head closer to her. Secretly, she enjoys keeping her identity from him. It's the thrill of the whole thing. Not only does she get to be with the man she's crushed on for so long, but he's completely and totally oblivious to it.
In the back of her mind, she fears he would recoil in disgust when he learns she's the grown-up version of that little rabbit he babysat.
What bullshit.
She's a fuckin' adult now, nothing like that little girl. She grips at the back of his head, reveling in the roughness of his quills against her calves.
Manic, for his part, is having a good time, despite not knowing the truth of this situation. It's so precariously close to taboo that it's hard to determine how he'd react. Is the pussy game so good that he wouldn't care, or would he freak out? It's not something Cream is willing to risk.
She reaches down, gripping onto his quills, pushing her hips against his mouth. All the while, he continues with what he's doing.
He licks up and down, swirling around those lips, a soft purr rising from him as he does so. If he's not enjoying a good blunt, then the zen of enjoying a mouthful of pussy is just as relaxing. But, he can't be totally laid back in sex. He has to give the girl what they like.
He pushes his tongue inside, pressing through the lips and pressing his own mouth against the nethers. His nose rubs up at her button, making sure to give it little presses and tickles as he shakes his head, delving his tongue deeper inside her.
Cream leans back on the bed, her breathing getting heavier as he delves more into her. How many other girls has Manic eaten out? Why should she feel jealous about that, like he's supposed to be hers and only hers? What a strange idea, utterly alien in these modern times.
And yet, it is so lovely to imagine. Oh, if she could have him all to herself, that would be, so, so... "g... good!"
He pulls his mouth back, licking his lips and glancing at her with his half-lidded eyes. "Everything good?" he asks. "Want me to move on to something else?"
She flutters her eyes, pushing herself up to match his gaze. "N... no, not yet, unless you're tired?" she says, challenging him.
"This is grade-A stuff you got here." He says, placing his hands on her knees, pushing her legs down, and spreading them apart. "No way I'm gonna deny a longer session with whatcha got!"
He presses his face against her, slurping and licking, flicking his tongue along her inner walls, searching for the spot that would make her practically melt.
"Aah... ah... you're... you're soo good... how... how much do-do you...?"
He pulls back again, moving his hand along her thigh, stroking fingers up and down over her snatch, swirling at her hood. "You want a guy here who can kiss and tell, or do you just wanna have a casual fuck?"
Cream closes her eyes. She can't expose herself, and not to him... not now. The sex is too good right now, and she can't ruin the moment before she gets everything she wants from him. "N... no, I'll I'll just enjoy it...."
He chuckles and dives back in, lapping, licking, and shaking his head.
Cream rolls her eyes back, her toes twitching. She bites her lips. It's all wonderful, but she can't let it keep going without blurting out something she will regret. She has to play it cool.
"Aaah!?"
Fuck. He found her G-Spot.
He chuckles as he keeps lashing his tongue, making her squirm and scream in delight from his assault, but soon, she grips his hair, yanking him back and shouting. "W... wait!"
Manic grabs the back of his head and whimpers, rubbing his head. "Wow, you could have just said stop... no need to be rough, ya dig?"
She chuckles and presses a heel against his head. "Can't let me have all the fun," she says, a gentle growl in her voice. "All this pumping up has got me wanting something, for real."
"Yeah...?" he asks, sitting back and away from her.
"That dick of yours looks like it could use a little attention," Cream says, sitting up.
Manic looks down over himself, his cock still high and twitching with the gentle stimulation it received from the bed. "Heh... can't argue with that," he says.
With that, a black fabric hits him in the face. He scrambles to pull it off, and when he does, he sees her, naked now, crawling up to him, wrapping her fingers around his shaft.
"Now, lay back and enjoy yourself," Cream says. "This rabbit sees a carrot she wants to put around her mouth.
"Hey, I thought carrots were poisonous to rabbits and stuff."
She presses a hand against his chest and pushes him down onto the bed. "No more talky. Enjoy the ride."
"Fuck yeah..." Manic says, laying back and staring up at the ceiling. For a moment, he thinks about Sonic dealing with Amy and chuckles. "Heh... I didn't want to go to this party..." he thinks.