{"sf1_id":709085,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Sonic The Hedgehog: The Series - Part 3","author":"diosoth","words":23392,"posted_at":"2014-05-25T00:23:00.000Z","tags":["Bat","Cunnilingus","Fanfiction","Human","M/F","Romance","Sex","Sonic The Hedgehog","Yiff"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/709085-sonic-the-hedgehog-the-series-part-3","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/709085","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=709085\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"One year has passed  \n  \n  \n-----------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nShe couldn't stop admiring the wedding ring. Thumb grazing the golden  \nsurface, catching the lights, it was a beautiful sight. Rouge was enjoying  \nher married life and she wasn't above flaunting it. Her name was legally  \nchanged and throwing around her Adriani name seemed almost enjoyable, as  \nif she'd cast off the simplistic, plain \"Bat\" like bad baggage.  \n  \n\"You ready?\" It was her husband, Thomas, holding the popcorn. \"Movie's  \ngonna start in a few minutes.\"  \n  \nAlready she was beginning to lose interest in a film. How easy it would  \nbe to go home, get naked, have sex all night. No, that wasn't how she  \nwas going to live. They would leave the house, go on dates, socialize,  \nnot become simple sex addicts locked away all day. Or perhaps it had been  \nher choice of the film. A spy movie seemed like fun at the time, but now,  \nRouge was finding excuses to nag to herself. \"Better get in there before  \nit starts... still,\" she lamented, \"it probably won't be true to life.\"  \n  \nThat was her nagging point. It would be an explosive thrill ride but   \nwouldn't begin to compare to real spy work. She'd lived that life already.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;--------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nKicking off the high heels, Rouge checked the clock. Almost midnight.   \nTired and bored, she leaned back onto the large, soft bed. Lying beside  \nher, Tom asked, \"you hated the movie?\"   \n  \n\"I got what I expected from it, but that was it,\" she responded, weariness  \nin her voice.   \n  \n\"Bed time?\"  \n  \n\"Well...\" The bat contemplated just a quick bit of love making, but her  \nbody was tired. She could barely concentrate, let alone exert the energy  \nrequired. \"I'd probably fall asleep while riding you. Though I could go   \nfor nice orgasm...\"  \n  \nKissing his wife softly, Tom eased down her neck, pulling aside the black  \ndress and gently licking her nipples. \"Just lay still.\" Teasing both   \nbreasts until the pink nipples were stiffened, his hand slid down and eased  \nher fancy dress upward, sliding down the bed and pulling her panties to the  \nside, kissing soft pussy lips with a lover's touch. This would have to  \nbe quick but Thomas knew by now all her sensitive spots, her secrets and  \nher desires.  \n  \nPulling back on the layers of skin, clitoris exposed, he licked on the  \nlarge bead, gently to start but quickening pace, running his fingers  \nalong the labia. Her cunt was sticky, beginning to flow the juices.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Fondling her tits, she mumbled, \"give me all you got!\" It was his cue  \nto suck his wife's clit harder. Most women would find this uncomfortable,  \nsuch stimulation, but Rouge was a tough girl. Allowing the harsh feeling  \nto rush through her, the bat grunted and moaned as Tom Adriani sucked  \non her vagina, taste buds running across the clit, spit dripping from her  \nlover's mouth and mixing with her pussy fluids.  \n  \n\"Huh... oh yeah! YES!\" Back arching sharply, orgasm hit in only seconds,  \ntoes curled as her cries echoed from the mansion walls, thighs squeezed  \ntight on Tom's face.  \n  \nRelaxing, catching breath, Rouge smiled. \"That's how to end a date...\"  \nFingers running through his hair, she complimented, \"you eat pussy nice.\"  \n  \n\"Bed time?\" he asked.   \n  \n\"Bed time...\"  \n  \nSnuggling in, Tom was also tired, allowing the scent of his wife's slit  \nto relax him. \"I'll just lay my head here.\"  \n  \n\"Good boy. When you wake up, we'll have some fun. Sniffing me all night,  \nyou should be nice and hard in the morning.\"  \n  \nKissing her goodnight, she jumped, still twitchy from the orgasm. \"I love  \nyou so much... good night.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n-----------------------------------------  \n-----------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nOne year, one month has passed  \n  \n  \n-----------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nHe stirred awake in the night, midriff throbbing, gas belching up  \nout of his mouth. Thomas Adriani had no idea what time it was. The  \nonly thing he knew right this minute was that his stomach hurt.   \nThe culprit, he assumed to be something eaten at that new   \nrestaurant the night before. Not the steak, no, that was cooked   \nperfectly. Something else.  \n  \nPulling himself out of bed and dragging to the bathroom, his eyes   \nburned as the light flicked on. Wincing, Tom adjusted well enough  \nto see. Nothing. No antacid in the cabinet whatsoever.  \n  \nIt was a long walk through his old family mansion to the kitchen.  \nAfter a brief search, the object of his need was found, two large  \nspoonfuls to ease the violent events in his stomach.  \n  \nWalking back to bed, he heard a faint sound from the living room.  \nTaking note of anything that was out of place in his home at  \nany time, Thomas investigated to find his wife curled up on the couch.  \nRouge seemed to be asleep, but she was softly mumbling. Kneeling  \ndown, Tom saw the tears running down her face, a sign she was  \ncrying.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;'Hmm, wonder if her stomach's hurting, too?' he thought, gently  \nnudging her. She didn't wake up. \"Rouge!\" he called out, her eyes  \nsnapping open. Staring at him as if she'd seen a ghost, Rouge  \nbarely moved. \"Hey, you okay?\" Tom asked.   \n  \nShe reached her hand out, touching is face. \"A nightmare...\"   \n  \n\"You were asleep,\" he explained, \"I heard you crying. Why are you   \nin here, anyway?\"  \n  \nSwiftly, she sprang upright, wrapping both arms around him. \"You're   \nalive! I thought...\" He hugged back, one hand on the small of her  \nback, the other behind her head.   \n  \n\"Not that dream again... you haven't had that dream in months! I   \ndidn't die in the hospital. Come on, we'll go back to bed.\"  \n  \n\"It wasn't that,\" she explained. \"I... this was different. I went off  \nto hunt for treasure. I found the biggest diamond anyone had ever  \nfound, but when I returned home, you were...\" She breathed hard,  \nthe memory of the dream like a fresh wound in her soul.   \n  \nHe said, \"it didn't happen. I had a bad dream, too. The Black Arms   \ninvasion... was your stomach hurting? That why you were up?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Yes,\" she answered. \"I got up to get something for it. I sat down   \nhere, and I fell asleep.\"   \n  \n\"It was that salad we ate. I thought something about it didn't taste   \nright. We're not going to that restaurant again!\" he assured her.   \nRouge smiled. Tom continued, \"don't feel bad. I know you miss   \ntreasure hunting. You probably miss your old job, saving the   \nworld...\"   \n  \n\"I do,\" she responded, \"but I wouldn't give you up to go back to it.\"  \nFondling her wedding ring gently, she was unprepared for Tom's  \nswift motion, standing up with her in his arms.   \n  \n\"Back to bed, lady!\"   \n  \n\"Tough guy!\" she complimented, eyes staring him down. \"Wanna get   \nromantic first?\" Before he could answer, a loud rumble was heard, the   \nsound of Tom's stomach churning. He merely answered, \"take you up on   \nthat offer later!\"  \n  \nCarrying her back to bed, she flipped from his arms, landing   \nperfectly on the sheets with a twist through the air, on one knee  \nand balanced on a hand, wings outstretched. Tom was impressed by   \nthe move. \"No one's ever going to accuse you of getting lazy!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Taking pride in her show of agility, Rouge grabbed his hand, pulling  \nher husband down to the bed. \"I have to keep in shape,\" she said  \ncheerfully, \"you're bigger than I am. I've go to be able to push you   \naround!\"  \n  \nThrowing the covers back, Tom crawled into bed, leaving a spot for   \nher as she undid the belt tie of her robes, taunting a playful,  \n\"in case you change your mind!\" his way.   \n  \nHe simply gave her a look which she liked. \"Now, you gonna have bad   \ndreams anymore? I don't like it when you cry, Rouge.\"   \n  \n\"Hmm... no... I don't think I will. I'll dream about something fun.\"  \n  \n\"Really? Like what?\" he asked.   \n  \nShe replied, \"that's for me to know. Pulling the covers up, Rouge   \ntook her place, lying against Tom, nuzzling him. Settled into bed,   \nshe finished, \"and for you to really go wild when you find out!\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTom moved his head, popping his neck, still shaking off sleep. Morning  \nsunlight filled the spacious living room. Rouge twirled the spoon  \nin her ice cream, thinking dirty thoughts. \"Wanna go out today?\"  \nTom asked, finding himself bored.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"We went out yesterday. Had fun, got sick off restaurant food,\" she   \nresponded, disinterested in sharing her lover with the public.   \n  \n\"Check up on the casino?\"   \n  \nShe said, rather quaintly, \"it's fine.\"  \n  \nStretching his arms, Tom suggested, \"wanna check up on your friends?\"  \n  \nRouge sighed. \"Shadow's on assignment. I'm not bothering Knuckles,  \nI really don't want to push that old button unless I have to...  \nbesides,\" she smirked, \"I think Karen's keeping him busy enough.   \nSonic and Tails are helping Eggman adjust to an honest life... they're  \nall doing just fine.\" Taking a bite of ice cream, she seductively   \nlicked the spoon. \"Tom, about last night-\"  \n  \n\"Don't worry about it. Just a nightmare, no big deal!\" he comforted.  \n\"Probably felt real enough. Just a bad dream.\" Rouge smiled, feeling  \nslightly better, though the constant concern still held onto her-  \nthe thought of what she would do if something were to happen to him.  \nIt had almost happened once, the very event that forced her to  \ngive up her old ways and fall in love.  \n  \nSome people said she clung to Tom a bit much, but she was determined  \nto be with him as much as possible while they were alive, the  \nopinions of others be damned. And she knew he liked it. The opinion  \nheld by her friends was that their lives had been perfect simply  \nbecause they had been rich. This was farthest from the truth. Tom's  \nparents had been nagging and controlling, constantly pushing their  \npublic image above all else. Her own mother was a deadbeat waitress  \nwho barely gave her own daughter the time of day.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Even when Rouge had run away and made her own good fortune, through  \ntheft, the casino, and her old GUN job, she was still lonely. Tom was  \nthe first man to ever return any feeling towards her whatsoever, and  \nRouge seemed to know why, from her own dealings with male bats-  \nbats could be annoying and aggressive in their pursuits. It had been   \nthe reason she'd driven Knuckles up the wall, trying to show him  \nattention when he was simply annoyed by her presence.  \n  \nTom Adriani had been the first to accept her as she was. And despite  \nbeing human, with the stigma that it sometimes raised, Tom was her  \ntype. Rich but imperfect. When pushed, his mind could be as dirty as   \nhers. He wasn't married to her for simple affection, or for the sex,  \nhe asked her to marry him because, when stripped down to the basic  \nlevel, the two simply had fun together every second of the day.  \n  \n\"Your favorite movie's on later.\" Tom had broken her train of thought.  \n\"I know you want to watch it with me. You watch it every time it's  \non...\" he smirked. She brushed her foot against his leg.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Uh huh. I've seen it more times than I can count, and I've never   \nbeen sick of it. What time?\" she asked. It was an old romance film   \nshe'd first seen as a child, and the two had watched it together   \nevery time it aired on television. Tom had wanted to buy a copy of   \nthe film for home viewing, but Rouge suggested he didn't. She thought   \nit would be more special if it was only watched on occasion.  \n  \nTom checked the clock, answering, \"about six hours from now.\"  \n  \nRouge replied, \"so, what do we do until then?\" Setting her bowl of   \nice cream on the end table, she leaned back, Tom noticing the  \nfresh lump under her robe. Her eyes followed his, spotting her nipple,  \nhardened from the cold of the bowl held to her chest. Without a word,  \nRouge pulled open her robe, revealing her left breast. Tom took it   \nbetween his thumb and finger, gently pinching on it.   \n  \nShe moaned\u0026nbsp; slightly as he said, \"I think we can find something to   \ndo....\" Leaning down, he took it in his mouth, licking gently. Rouge   \nuntied the belt loop, pulling the tie on Tom's robe open. Parting her   \nrobe, she pushed him away to grab the ice cream, gently placing some   \non her other breast, wincing from the sudden cold.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Hungry?\" she taunted, her husband licking it off, gently, teasing   \nher with his tongue. Tossing the robe open, her legs spread, a large   \nfragment of melting ice cream on the spoon. \"Tom... this might be the   \ndumbest thing I've ever done...\" she commented, dropping the freezing   \ndessert onto her vagina, doing her best not to scream from the sudden   \ncold. Without missing a beat, he slid down, sucking the frozen lump   \naway, kissing deep.  \n  \nRouge the Bat had a sturdy clitoris that could take a good deal of  \ndirect stimulation, but the cold, coupled with the sudden feeling  \nof her lover's mouth and tongue licking up and down, was simply too   \nmuch. The scream filled the living room, her thighs clamping down  \ntight around his head. This wasn't anything new to Tom, the sudden  \nvise grip on him expected. He kept breathing through his nose  \nas he licked and kissed, sliding a hand under her ass to fondle,  \nthe other hand tickling her foot. he had discovered months ago that,  \nnot only were Rouge's feet very ticklish, but if she was being  \ntickled so close to orgasm, she would cum very fast.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"OH! YES! TOM! EAT! ME!\" She screamed, fondling and squeezing her  \ntits, knowing his hands couldn't very well reach. Her legs remained   \ngripped on his head, the bat girl screaming out in pleasure as Tom's   \nface was blasted by a stream of orgasmic squirt, her pussy letting   \nloose. Screams cut down to pants as the orgasm dissipated, her  \nfingers running through his hair, hands gently pushing his head  \ndownward.   \n  \nLooking up, Tom smirked. \"Like that?\" She nodded, biting her lower  \nlip, tongue poking out. Good,\" he said, standing up, undoing his  \nrobes. He was erect, Rouge taking immediate glance.   \n  \n\"Oh, no you don't!\" she shouted, leaping from the couch and tackling   \nhim to the floor, her own robe shaking free, leaving the bat   \ncompletely naked. Rouge had him pinned. \"It might be your turn, Tom,   \nbut I'm taking control this time!\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nShe ground up and down, Tom under her, both sitting on the couch.  \nShe'd lost track of how long they'd been doing this. She'd lost  \ntrack of how many orgasms she'd had. She wasn't even sure of how  \nmany times Tom had cum, either. Both of them were sweaty, and she was   \nstarting to get tired. Kissing him hard, she leaned back, saying,  \n\"it's time to finish! Ready?\" Her pace changed, quickly bouncing up  \nand down on his dick, knees bouncing her like springs.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Grabbing her hips, Tom began thrusting upward, slamming her hard.  \nShe moaned and screamed in pure bliss, Tom moaning loud now.   \nRouge's tits bounced up and down, her massive breasts catching   \nthe sunlight as her back arched, vaginal muscles clamping tight as  \nshe came, the force squeezing Tom's cock past its limit, his  \nload exploding hard inside of her.  \n  \nRouge slowed down, her wings stretched out. She had to be careful to  \nkeep from flying off during these love making sessions. \"Ohhh....  \nTom...\" she gasped, \"and they said married life would be boring!\"  \nTom, head tilted back, didn't say a word. Looking at the clock, Rouge  \nmade note that three hours had gone by. \"Tom?\" He finally looked up,  \nhands pulling her close to him. A finger traced around the edge of   \nher ear.   \n  \n\"No more,\" he exclaimed, \"I'm empty.\"   \n  \nRising off him, she responded, \"bath. Carry me?\" Rouge, in her  \ninfinite arrogance, wouldn't admit to being too tired to walk, but  \nshe had merely asked, instead of ordering, assuming that her love   \nmay be too tired as well.  \n  \nTom leaned her back, rising from the couch. She draped an arm around   \nhis shoulders, closing her eyes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe television came to life, still minutes until the movie came on.  \nTom placed his plate on the end table, Rouge clutching a bowl of  \norange slices. She edged close to him, head resting on the side of  \nhis chest. Something else she would never admit to, she liked to  \nlisten to Tom's heartbeat. Sleeping, resting, she placed her ears  \nto listen to it. It gave her assurance that he was healthy.  \n  \nNeither said a word. Tom simply ran his fingers through the fur spikes  \non the back of her head. It was a guarantee both would fall asleep in  \nthis position long before the movie ended. Rouge didn't care, she'd  \nseen the movie at least a hundred times before. The romance on screen  \nwasn't of concern to her anymore. She now lived that life.  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nOne year, seven months have passed  \n  \n  \n-----------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe Bat strolled through the mansion's hallways, present in hand,  \ntrying not to run. Her husband, Thomas, sat in the living room  \nreading the morning newspaper. Unusual for this time of the day,  \nhe was dressed in business clothes. More unusual, Rouge was in her  \nbest dress. She tried not to run, slowly climbing onto the couch,  \npushing his newspaper down. \"Happy anniversary, Tom,\" she greeted,  \nslowly pecking lips, tongue down his throat, taking the chance to  \nplace the box in his hand.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Breaking the kiss, Rouge wrapped an arm around his shoulders,   \nwatching as he untied the bow, smiling gently as the paper was  \ngently undone. \"Oh, wow...\" he muttered as the lid was removed,  \nrevealing a very fancy gold watch. The face was black with gold lines  \nrepresenting the numbers, thick Roman numerals at the three, six,   \nnine and twelve marks.  \n  \nShe said, \"here, let me help,\" latching it around his wrist. \"Like   \nit?\" Rather than answering, Tom kissed her again, hand reaching for  \nher chest with a gentle squeeze. She moaned softly through her  \nbreath. Pulling back, Rouge, controlling her dirty thoughts,  \nresponded, \"Tom... we have lunch reservations in two hours. Better not  \ndo that yet. Although... no.\" Closing her eyed, she leaned back.  \n  \n\"Best to do that when we can spend some time on it, right?\" he  \nreplied, not at all sorry he felt her up.   \n  \n\"Well,\" Rouge clarified, \"if we get into that, we won't even leave   \nthe house. I'd hate to waste a special day like this.\" Her eyes   \nlooked into his soul, begging to ask the question.   \n  \n\"You want your present...\" Tom leaned forward, nose an inch from  \nhers. \"You said yourself, you're the world's greatest treasure hunter,  \nright?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"This sounds interesting,\" she muttered, curious as to his plan.   \n  \nHe continued, \"I hid your present somewhere. You have to find it.   \nShould take someone of your skill about five minutes.\"  \n  \nSomehow, Rouge liked the idea. It gave her a chance to use her skills  \nonce more. \"Wait here,\" she said, walking off. Running to the   \nbedroom, she dug out black tights and white boots, stripping off  \nthe dress and easing into her old clothes. The pink chest plate  \nclipped into place and her necklace set aside, Rouge grabbed her   \ngloves. The digging claws in the end were still sharp.  \n  \nRegaining her old senses took seconds. The call of treasure was faint,  \nbut she picked it up. It was outside, likely somewhere in the fruit  \nfields. 'Sneaky of him,' she thought, opening a window and flying   \nout. Gaining enough altitude to survey the grounds, the bat flew to   \nthe general area where it felt strongest, hovering over the ground.  \n  \nThe old well was her first stop. 'No... not there,\" she mused,  \nchecking the grating. It was still firmly in place, and Tom wouldn't  \nbe able to climb down it anyway. Senses drew her into the air again,  \nslowly flying to the nearby river that bordered the field. Rain   \novernight had left the ground muddy and soft, any possible footprints  \nwashed away. Not that she even has a clue when he would have  \nhidden her gift.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;She had time to take a quick bath. Dirt and mud wouldn't stand in  \nthe way of Rouge Adriani finding the treasure.  \n  \nDrawn to a spot, she dug, slinging mud and rocks aside. Only two feet   \ndown rested a sturdy metal box, padlocked. It seemed a bit old,  \nshe considered, for Tom to have buried it, but it didn't matter.  \nTearing it free from the muck, the heavy crate slammed into the  \nground, leaving an impression in the grass. The padlock was   \nmeaningless, cut in half with a quick swipe. The lid flipped open.  \n  \nRouge's eyes widened.  \n  \nShe thought, 'screw the lunch date! He's getting laid right now!'  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThomas Adriani had his own senses. He knew when Rouge was staring at   \nhim. He was also certain that he'd developed a keen sense to the  \npheromones she let off. Not that it was really a smell that he could  \nphysically sense, but he knew when his wife was horny. Lowering the  \nmorning paper, he saw her, sultry smile, eyes fixed on him. Her only  \norder was, \"unzip your pants. Bathtub. Right now. We're not going  \nanywhere!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Tom cocked an eyebrow. \"What the hell have you been doing?\" She didn't  \nadjust her gaze.   \n  \n\"I found your gift.... nice hiding spot, too bad I can sense jewels,\"   \nshe responded.   \n  \n\"No, seriously, why are you covered in mud and dirt?\" he asked again,   \nvery perplexed. \"Your gift is in the house....\" Confusion kicked in,   \nher sex drive overridden. Pulling the crate into the open, she showed   \nhim the contents. \"Oh my god...\" he stuttered, the sight overwhelming.  \nThe old metal box was filled with jewelry and precious stones.   \n\"Where DID you find this?\"   \n  \n\"In the riverbank,\" she said, \"not far from the surface. But if this   \nisn't your gift....\"  \n  \nTaking a small wooden piece off the bookshelf, he showed it to her.  \n\"I was wondering why you walked right past it. I thought maybe your   \nsenses were dead. Guess something bigger kicked in?\" he explained.  \nThe small piece of furniture had four small drawers and a door with  \nclear glass, a faint white flower painted on the front. She could   \nsee various necklaces hanging from hooks inside. He opened the  \ndoor.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Tom... I....\" Rouge was stunned.   \n  \n\"Here, let me help,\" he said, pulling her gloves off. She removed the   \nvarious necklaces. Fine gold and silver chains with small gemstones.   \nShe could now see the slotted pads holding several rings in place.   \n\"This one's special,\" he pointed out, pressing a button on the larger   \nnecklace. Out popped a small black object with golden strips on the   \nend. \"Small data chip. You can keep important files on it.\" \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nThe small objects filled her with happiness. Embracing him, she  \nshouted, \"I love them! They're so beautiful! Thank you! ....oh...\"  \nEmbarrassed, she drew back. Tom's shirt was dirty.   \n  \n\"I can clean up,\" he assured her.   \n  \n\"Right, our day out!\" Rouge blurted. He swept her off her feet,   \nliterally, walking towards the bathroom.   \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe couple lay in bed. Rouge liked the way her dress felt, gently  \ngripping her feminine curves, showing them off without hiding a single  \nline. She kicked her heels off, toes stretching, freed from the  \nevening. Tom was on his side, looking down at her. The day was done,  \ntheir first anniversary over.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Tom... why do you love me so much?\" she asked. \"We made it a year.  \nWe don't even fight...\"   \n  \n\"I don't know,\" he replied, laying a hand on her stomach. \"You have a   \nwonderful body, but that's not it. Well, not ALL of it.\" Easing down,   \nTom looked her in the eyes. \"It was that first time you came to this   \nmansion... I saw it in your eyes. Yeah... it was your eyes I noticed.\"  \n  \n\"Really?\" She was very interested in hearing his reason.   \n  \n\"I saw it in you... that spark of honesty and caring you tried to   \nhide. It's why you stayed behind instead of just running off with the   \nnecklace.\" Laying beside her, Tom's other arm slid under her back,   \nbehind her head and began rubbing her ears. \"Still... I like touching   \nyou. I like the sound of your voice and the way you- well, you know   \nhow to get what you want. I like being with you.\"  \n  \nRouge began to unbutton his shirt. \"So, it's the full package, not  \njust one thing... wanna know why I love you so much?\" His answer  \nwas phrased by a gentle kiss. She responded, \"you were the first  \nguy who gave me any decent attention back. I had a lot of guys yell  \nat me.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I know,\" Tom said, \"you never deserved it, either.\"  \n  \n\"Oh... maybe I did,\" Rouge lamented. \"I never knew when to back down.\"  \n  \n\"If you'd backed down from me, I'd be dead, remember?\" Tom assured  \nher. She smiled at him, the idea that she'd done something good for  \nsomeone in her stubborn ways. \"Don't ever back down. Not if you're  \nsure of anything, you got me?\" he finished. She nodded.  \n  \n\"I have to admit, Tom, part of it was because I'm just a sucker for  \na handsome man...\"   \n  \nHe replied with a hint of filth in his voice, \"and I'm a sucker for a   \nwoman with big boobs.\" Sliding the shoulder straps of her dress down,   \nhe continued, \"I love you, Rouge. I'll say it until the end of time   \nif I have to.\"  \n  \n\"Tom... I love you. You don't know how good it feels to have someone  \nto say that to...\" No more words were said as the couple kissed  \npassionately, ready to set their night on fire.  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nIt was noon. Rouge was on the phone, trying to get through to the   \nCentral City hall of records. The mystery of the crate still  \nbothered both of them. Not that she didn't like them, of course,  \nbut how they got there... well, that was a question she wanted  \nanswered.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Yes... Rouge Adriani. ADRIANI!\" she shouted. The person she was  \ntalking to wasn't interested, she could tell.  \n  \nTom heard the knocking at the front door. Answering it, he looked  \ndown. 'Oh, great...'   \n  \nAmy Rose was looking up at him. \"HI! You guys didn't have a party   \nyesterday! Why not?\" He didn't want to put up with her. He really   \nwasn't that fond of the little girl anyway. \"And where's Rouge?\" Amy   \nasked, honestly expecting an answer.  \n  \n\"She's on the phone,\" he aswered, hoping Amy would leave. He wasn't  \nthat lucky.   \n  \nShe kept staring at him, again asking, \"why didn't you have a big   \nparty?\"   \n  \n\"Because it was OUR day, not something we wanted to share!\"   \n  \n\"Then why were you two in the newspaper? Your picture was in the  \nsocial section!\" The little girl was being unreasonably stubborn  \nabout it, and Tom knew why. Amy was jealous of Rouge. \"Nevermind,  \nshe can tell me herself!\" she blurted out, running past him into  \nthe mansion.   \n  \n\"HEY!\" he shouted, knowing it would be pointless. Amy wasn't going to  \nleave until she got her answer or someone threw her out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Yes, I understand. Thank you,\" Rouge said, hanging up the phone.  \nTurning, she saw the pink hedgehog running towards her. \"Amy?\"  \n  \n\"ROUGE! We're your friends, and you didn't invite ANYONE to celebrate  \nyour anniversary! How selfish of you!\"  \n  \n\"You rude little girl!\" Rouge shouted back. \"Barging into our home  \nlike this and chewing me out for something that's none of your   \nbusiness! What would you know about love? Sonic keeps running away   \nfrom you! Get out of my home, you little brat!\"  \n  \nAmy was upset. She said, quietly, \"... fine....\" as she ran off.  \n  \nHorrified, Rouge watched. She had yelled at Amy for no reason.   \nFlying through the house, she caught the girl by the arm. \"Let go of   \nme!\" \"ANY! Please... I didn't mean it!\" Rouge shouted, a sorry look  \non her face. \"I- you didn't deserve that.\"  \n  \nTom found them. \"She ran past me and-\"   \n  \n\"It's okay,\" Rouge said, \"she can stay.\"   \n  \nChecking his watch, Tom exclaimed, \"I have to get into the office and  \nsign payroll checks. Be gone about an hour.\"   \n  \nHovering high enough to give him a quick kiss, she said, \"we'll be   \nfine here.\" As he walked away, Rouge took the floor beside the   \nhedgehog. \"We should talk. You want some ice cream?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \n\"WOW! He bought you all of this?\" Amy was amazed by the jewelry   \ndisplay.   \n  \n\"He did... Amy, do you really understand what marriage means?\" Rouge   \ndidn't wait for her answer. \"It means you're willing to spend your   \nentire life with someone you love.\"   \n  \n\"So why didn't you marry Knuckles?\" Amy asked.  \n  \n\"Marry HIM? That-\" She regained her composure. \"I didn't LOVE him.  \nJust... I liked something he had.\"   \n  \nAmy stated, \"you mean the Master Emerald, right?\"   \n  \n\"Maybe something else, too...\" she muttered, \"but I didn't love him.   \nI didn't get to know him well enough. And he didn't like me. And   \nShadow, he...\" She sighed. \"He won't let anyone get close enough to  \nhim.\"  \n  \nAmy finished her ice cream. \"They let you down, right?\"   \n  \n\"In a way,\" Rouge answered, \"but it worked out. I met someone else   \nwho did love me back. You understand now?\"   \n  \n\"I think so,\" Amy replied. \"Knuckles and Shadow weren't meant for   \nyou. That means...\"   \n  \n\"Sonic still runs away from you, doesn't he?\"   \n  \nThe little girl looked away. \"Does that mean maybe Sonic isn't the   \none I'm supposed to be with?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"NO! Not at all!\" Rouge assured her. \"You're only thirteen! But think  \nabout this, if you do meet someone else and things go well, then   \nwould it be so bad?\" She thought about what she'd just said. \"Still,   \ndon't give up just because of that! Here...\"  \n  \nSifting through the books, she checked the titles. \"Hmm.... heh, not  \nthat one, you're not old enough,\" Rouge muttered, placing the  \nbook on sex back in its place. \"Ah, here it is,\" she pointed out,  \nhanding Amy the book.   \n  \n\"Romance tips for teenage girls?\" Amy was a bit surprised. \"Will this  \nhelp me?\"  \n  \n\"Amy, I want you to keep that book. Read it well. And do the EXACT  \nOPPOSITE of what that book tells you to do!\" Rouge ordered. It was  \nthe advice in that book that had resulted in the constant annoyance  \nof a certain red echidna. \"Especially the part where it tells you to  \nmake up a boyfriend to get a guy jealous! I tried that when I was  \nsixteen... it REALLY doesn't work if the guy's not interested.\"  \n  \nAmy flipped through the pages. \"Okay, I'll try...\"   \n  \nGrabbing her purse, Rouge withdrew some money. \"Take this, too. Buy   \nsome new clothes. You're still wearing that red dress you had on   \nwhen I met you! And maybe some new shoes, okay?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Okay.... thanks!\" Amy said, taking the cash. \"You changed a lot,   \nyou know that?\"   \n  \n\"I didn't really change, dear,\" Rouge defended, \"I just... Tom just  \nbrought some of my better qualities to the surface. You still live  \nin Central City, don't you?\"   \n  \nAmy responded, \"uh huh!\"   \n  \n\"Good. If you ever need to talk, you're welcome in my house. But...   \ncall before you stop by, okay?\"  \n  \n\"You mean, to make sure you're not... umm...\" Amy stuttered,   \nembarrassed by what she'd just implied.   \n  \nRouge placed a hand on her shoulder. \"That's something we'll get into  \nwhen you're a little older...\"  \n  \nRouge led Amy to the front door. Tom's car was just pulling up as  \nthe girl left. \"I see it went well,\" he greeted.   \n  \n\"Very well,\" Rouge replied, pleased with how it had gone.   \n  \n\"I forgot to give you this yesterday,\" he said, handing her a card.   \nA unicorn painting was printed on the front. Inside was the text YOU   \nMAKE EVERYDAY SPECIAL.  \n  \nShe took note of the image on the front. \"It's a beautiful painting.\"  \nWhere'd you get this card?\"   \n  \n\"It's sold by a charity group. The paintings are done by the mentally  \nhandicapped and the cards are sold to fund the group. Thought it was   \nworth it. So, what'd you find out from the city?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Her train of thought left the card. \"Oh, that... nothing. The city's  \nrecords only go back to your grandfather's ownership of the land,  \nback when the river was dug out.\"   \n  \n\"Right, I remember the story, the city government dug the river out   \nbecause he paid for it, to help with the winery. Think maybe that   \nbox washed here in the current?\" Tom asked.  \n  \n\"Hardly,\" she quipped. \"I could barely pull that thing out of the   \nground. There's no way a river could carry that.\"   \n  \n\"Why no older records, anyway?\" Tom inquired, curious.   \n  \nShe answered, \"all the older files were destroyed in the Black Arms   \ninvasion before they could be recorded to computer data. The history   \nwent up in fire and explosions...\"   \n  \nTom sat down. \"Guess where they came from is gonna be a mystery.  \nOh well, finders keepers.\"   \n  \n\"Maybe not,\" she said, \"I have one way to find out what we need to   \nknow...\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \n\"Thank you for getting this for me,\" Rouge said, taking the envelope.  \n  \n\"You earned small favors such as this.\" The GUN Commander stood at  \nthe door, his limousine waiting.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I did, didn't I?\" she muttered, somewhat angry at herself. \"I did a   \nlot of awful things as a field agent. You know why I left...\"  \n  \n\"We all do some awful things to keep the world safe. You will always  \nbe a GUN agent to us. Don't forget, sometimes one has to get their  \nhands dirty to make things right. I'm glad you found a way out...  \nI have to be going.\" He left as Rouge closed the door.  \n  \nShe handed the packet to her husband. \"They find something?\"   \n  \n\"Something, yes,\" she said, \"not sure if it'll be worth anything,  \nthough.\"   \n  \nThomas opened the envelope. \"Yeah... this is back when the land was   \npurchased. My great-grandfather was the first to come to this   \ncountry. He bought the land and started the wine business. As I   \nunderstand, my grandfather built the mansion. Whoa...\"  \n  \n\"Find something?\" she asked eagerly.   \n  \nHe continued, \"dad was unhappily married... my grandfather was   \nunhappily married... looks like great-grandpa was divorced. Yeah...   \nhe kept the land and twenty percent of his money, she got the rest.   \nBut....\"  \n  \n\"The old coot converted a lot of his money into precious stones and  \nburied them, didn't he?\" This revelation seemed right to her. It's  \nsomething she would have done in such a situation.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Looks like it,\" he said. \"A good deal of his money went missing   \nbefore she could collect. Hidden right under everyone's noses.   \nStill, why leave it there?\"  \n  \nRouge considered the facts. \"They missed it when the river was dug   \nup. How much you wanna bet your grandfather had that river dug so   \nhe could find it-\"   \n  \n\"-and claim it was all a coincidence, to keep it for himself?\" Tom   \nfinished. \"So what do we do with it?\"  \n  \n\"There's no record of the jewels existing... and any legal claim to  \nthem is likely null by now,\" Rouge said.   \n  \n\"Then they're yours,\" Tom said, kissing her on the cheek. \"They were   \nordered to go to the wife of an Adriani, and that's where they're   \ngoing! How much you suppose they're worth, anyway?\"  \n  \n\"Two million.\" He gave her an odd look. \"What? Jewel appraisal is  \na skill of mine.\"   \n  \n\"Looks like you got very lucky,\" he remarked.   \n  \nShe grinned, crawling over to him, hands unbuttoning her lover's  \nshirt. \"And you're about to get very lucky!\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nMorning. Rouge enjoyed her vanilla coffee as Tom walked into the  \nliving room. \"Morning...\" Sleep was in his voice.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;She handed him a cup. \"You awake?\" she asked.   \n  \n\"Enough, yeah...\" he responded. \"Good,\" she continued, \"because I....  \nI have a confession.\"  \n  \n\"Um...\" he managed, wondering what she was going to hit him with.  \n  \n\"You remember the card you gave me and the charity, right?\" He nodded.  \n\"Well,\" she said, \"I looked into them and called them earlier.   \nThey were about to go under from lack of funds. You know what they  \ndo? Good things. GREAT things! They give people homes and food and  \nput money into medical research to help people! They give those people  \njobs! And...\"  \n  \nShe closed her eyes. \"I found two million worth of jewels in our  \nbackyard. We live a very easy life, don't we?\"   \n  \nWithout a word, Tom took her hand and sat beside her. \"You gave them   \ntwo mil. I don't mind.\"   \n  \n\"You don't?\" she asked.   \n  \n\"No,\" he responded, \"you did something good for a lot of people. Not   \nlike two mil is a big dent for us. You... you really didn't think I   \nwas gonna get mad, did you?\"  \n  \n\"Well... no, no I didn't,\" she answered cheerfully. \"I want to become  \nmore involved with charity donations. I don't need to get my hands  \ndirty to help people any more.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Sounds good,\" he said. \"I'm proud of you.   \n  \nShe laughed. \"We helped each other... I broke your family curse of   \nunhappy marriages,\" she commented, \"and you helped me be a good   \nperson. I'm not the stuck-up greedy bitch I used to be.\"  \n  \n\"I know,\" Tom thought out loud, \"charity night at the casino. Big  \nyearly event, all the winnings go to the poor and needy.\"   \n  \nRouge smiled. She liked the idea. \"Very good, Tom. I'll call Vic and   \nstart work on that later today.\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nOne year, nine months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nJunk mail and bills. Tom sorted out the bills and tossed the junk away  \ninto a pile to be used as scrap paper. Without hesitation, he grabbed  \nthe checkbook, writing out payments. As he reached for the stamps,  \nRouge flew onto the desk, sitting with her legs crossed. \"Tom... can   \nwe talk?\"   \n  \n\"Sure, what is it?\" he asked without missing a beat.   \n  \n\"It's- well....\" She was hesitating. \"You remember that dream I had?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;He replied, \"you mean the one where we start doing it right in the   \ncasino in front of everyone? I'm NOT helping you-\"  \n  \n\"Not that dream,\" she shouted. \"The one about... our daughter...\"  \nRouge didn't wait for him to say anything. \"I want to talk about kids,  \nTom! It's... important to me now.\"   \n  \n\"Weren't you the one who was notorious amongst your staff for not   \nliking kids?\" he asked, remembering the rumors.   \n  \nShe sighed. \"That was then... things changed. I'm getting older.   \nI'll turn twenty soon and- well, I'd like to raise a child. Not be a   \nscrew-up like my own mother was.\"  \n  \nHe sat beside her, an arm around her shoulders. \"You sure we even   \ncan?\"   \n  \n\"That's what we need to talk about,\" she explained, \"I'd like to   \nvisit the fertility clinic and have us tested. I'd hate to try   \nfor years only to find out we're not even compatible.\" She added,  \n\"genetically, I mean,\" to clarify.  \n  \nTom held her tight. \"You made the appointment already, didn't you?\"  \nOne thing Thomas Adriani had learned was that Rouge was very tricky.  \nShe had a way of asking permission once the deed was done.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;She answered, \"tomorrow morning. It'll be quick. Anyway, I have some  \nstuff to take care of at the casino. Wanna come with?\"  \n  \nWithout thinking, he replied, \"I'm not sitting here by myself. Buuut  \nI have to go into the office and sign the payroll checks first.\"  \n  \n\"Okay,\" she replied, \"meet me there later?\"   \n  \n\"You got it.\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nHe was fidgeting. The couple sat, the clinic doctor handing them  \nforms to fill out. \"Offspring between humans and bats has been  \nrecorded, so you should be able to have a child without any outside  \nmeans,\" the doctor explained. She was a middle-aged woman, bearing  \na ponytail and glasses which stood out against her white coat.  \n  \n\"Before we start planning TOO much,\" Rouge explained, \"I'd like to   \nmake sure both of us are capable.\"   \n  \n\"I understand,\" the doctor responded.   \n  \n\"But please,\" Rouge continued, Tom filling out the form, \"don't   \nmisunderstand here. We don't want an artificial conception! Tom and   \nI have-\" His eyes widened, staring over at his wife. She leaned in   \ncloser. \"He's a bit shy about this with strangers, but Tom and I   \nhave great sex. And we'd prefer it if any child was the product of   \nour love, not science...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;The doctor responded, \"I understand. What we will do today is collect  \na sample from your husband for analysis, to determine if his   \nsperm count is normal and that the sperm itself are healthy.\"  \n  \n\"Sample?\" Tom asked. He was starting to turn red. Rouge chuckled  \nat the idea.   \n  \n\"We provide a private room, of course, as well as... visual aides to   \nhelp you,\" the doctor explained, having seen such embarrassment in   \nmen before.  \n  \n\"He won't need any visual aides,\" Rouge said, \"I'll be in there with  \nhim.\"   \n  \nThe clinic doctor merely kept quiet for a minute. \"I see. Not common,   \nbut I'll allow it.\" She took the completed forms from the couple.   \n\"Okay, great. The nurse will provide you with the necessary   \ncontainer and lead you to the private sample room.\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nRouge locked the door. Tom was visibly nervous. \"Calm down, Tom. You  \nkeep this up and we'll never get this done.\" She pushed him down into  \nthe chair.   \n  \nHe said, \"but there are people out there, and they know what we're in   \nhere doing...\"   \n  \n\"Only doctors and nurses. It's why I made the appointment so early.   \nYou didn't see anyone else here, did you? Now...\" She unzipped his   \npants. \"Just relax.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Climbing on top of him, Rouge unbuttoned her shirt, gently edging  \ndown the cups of her bra. Kissing him gently, she took his hands,  \nplacing them on her breasts. Tom's tension began to vanish, his mind  \nfocusing on his wife's behavior, pinching and fondling the nipples.  \n  \nGently biting on his lip, she eased back down, pulling her skirt down,  \nkicking it off. Her panties lowered, slid down over her high heel  \nshoes. Instinctively, the bat began to dance slowly, shaking her hips  \nwith legs spread for a full view. Turning around, she bent over   \nslightly, slapping her ass, tail waving.  \n  \nGently opening the lid of the container, Rouge turned her attention  \nback to Tom. Pulling down his shorts, his cock sprung up as the  \nelastic band passed downward. \"You're ready... I've given you handjobs  \nbefore. This isn't any different.\"  \n  \n\"Except for the cup,\" he said, \"but this means a lot to you.\" Crawling  \nback up onto the chair, the two began to make out, her hand grabbing  \nhim, slowly stroking. He moaned as his hand felt her butt, fingers  \nsneaking a feel in between her legs. Rouge was getting wet. As he  \ntouched, she began to stroke him faster.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;His moans grew louder, a sign for Rouge to get ready. Back to the  \nfloor without letting go, she took the cup in her free hand,  \ngetting down closer to watch as the foreskin slid over the head  \nand back with each tug. The tip was wet, already dirtying her hand.  \n\"Tom... admit it, you wanna do me right now. You felt me, I'm SOOOO  \nwet! You'd like me to get up there and ride you, huh?\"  \n  \nHer own clit began to tingle. She was horny. But not now, they were  \nhere for a specific purpose.   \n  \n\"Or maybe you'd like me to bend over?\" She continued, \"yeah, bend  \nme over, get me on that chair, and just take me from behind? What  \ndo you like more, Tom? How wet it is? How tight? Or just hearing  \nme scream and moan while you're inside me?\" She began moaning,   \nplayfully. He didn't say a word, she could just tell from the way  \nhis hand grabbed his forehead as he tilted his head, back arched.  \n  \nShe was thrilled, watching from this close as it shot out, thick white  \nglobs into the sample cup. She could even feel it as the force of  \nthe cream shot through his dick, her fingers sensing his cock  \nwidening inside to let it out with each blast. Taking care to make  \nsure none was spilled, she stroked more, forcing a little extra out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Her husband was reeled back, catching his breath. Looking at the  \ncup, she said, \"that should be enough.\" Over to the sink to wash  \nher hands, Rouge sealed the lid tight. \"Tom, get my panties, I can't  \ngo out there like this.\" Regaining himself, Thomas pulled his pants  \nup and collected his wife's clothes so she could dress.  \n  \n\"I hope we didn't do this too quick,\" Rouge commented, \"I wouldn't  \nwant the nurses to think you finish fast.\"   \n  \n\"Nurses?\" Tom asked, looking nervously at the sample cup.   \n  \nShe patted his butt. \"Go to the car. I'll turn that in for you.\"   \n  \nHis excitement was gone, filled with embarrassment once again.   \n\"Great, they get to see my jizz...\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nHome. Tom sat on the bed. Taking off her heels, Rouge undid her  \njacket, hanging it up. \"That wasn't so bad, was it?\"   \n  \n\"No,\" he responded, \"still not my idea of... anyway, it's done.\"   \n  \nRouge sat beside him, laying back. \"I'm still... you know...\" she   \nsaid, sliding her skirt off. Her lacy black panties hid the moisture  \nwell, be he could still see.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;It was time for revenge. He pinned her down. \"Tom... wow. I trick  \nyou into one sperm donation and you're getting forceful?\"  \n  \n\"My turn,\" he said, releasing his grip and kissing, tongue down her  \nthroat. Rolling off to the side, his hand slid into her panties,  \na finger tracing along through the wetness, paying special  \nattention to tease her clitoris.  \n  \n\"Yeah, punish me,\" she moaned, running a hand through his hair.  \nHis free hand cradled her head, tracing along her ears while he  \nworked a finger inside, thumb working her clit.   \n  \nHe said, \"your pussy is so soft.\" She began to pant and moan, a hand   \non her breast to feel, sensitive nipples only adding to her pleasure.  \n  \nRamming his fingers in her faster, thumb grazing up and down the  \nclit, she was screaming her head off. \"Yeah! Yeah! Oh... I'm gonna   \ncum!\"   \n  \n\"Cum for me, babe!\" he shouted, his kiss quieting the moaning.  \nHer back arched, a loud groan heard from the kissing. He could feel  \nher internal muscles squeezing his fingers hard.  \n  \nRouge was breathing hard. Tom teased, \"now who cums fast?\" She smiled,  \nlaughing at their little joke. \"Hungry?\" he asked.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Mmm, not really,\" she replied.   \n  \nHe said, \"I'm not.\" Unbuttoning his shirt, he tugged down on her   \npanties. \"Got any plans?\"   \n  \n\"I do now,\" the bat girl responded, wrapping a leg around her lover   \nwith eager anticipation.  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTom was in the kitchen when the phone rang. \"Hello? Yeah, hold on...\"  \nPulling the phone away, he shouted, \"Rouge! Baby, phone!\"   \n  \nRunning through the house, she snatched it from him. \"Yes? I see...\"  \nHer conversation continued for a few minutes, agreeances and 'thank  \nyous' until she hung up. \"Our results,\" she explained.   \n  \n\"That fast?\" Tom asked. \"It's only been a day.\"   \n  \n\"Your sperm count is just fine. And they're healthy. So... you can be   \na daddy someday.\" Jumping onto the counter, she gave him a hug. \"And   \nme... I can be a mom, too.\"   \n  \n\"Wait, what?\" he asked, somewhat confused.  \n  \n\"Tom, I- I didn't tell you because I knew you might freak out. I   \ndidn't go straight to the casino the other night. I went to the   \nclinic first. They did x-rays and other tests on my uterus, to make   \nsure everything was fine. And...\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I'm listening,\" he said.   \n  \nShe continued, \"there's a procedure were they use a fine needle to   \nextract an egg from one of my ovaries. Didn't leave a scar or   \nanything, but if I told you that, well... you know you.\"  \n  \n\"And I panic over blowing it into a cup. Damn...\" He suddenly felt  \nterrible. \"So, what, they're gonna use my sample and your egg to-\"  \n  \n\"Hell no!\" she shouted. \"Hardly. The egg was just a sample to  \nensure they were viable. No, Tom, if we have a kid, we're doing it  \nright. Not in a lab. My little girl will be created out of love,  \nnot by some machine.\"  \n  \n\"And what if we have a boy?\"   \n  \nShe cringed. \"I'm not having some disgusting boy bat! Some ignorant   \nwomanizer who runs around treating girls like possessions. It's not   \nhappening! I'll have a girl and raise her well, not growing up being   \nled around by her instincts...\" She silenced herself. \"Oh, god, I...   \nI'm sorry, Tom. I didn't mean that. I-\"  \n  \nTom pulled her close, hugging tight. \"I know. The male bats who  \ncome to the casino... don't worry about it.\"   \n  \n\"Like we're any better,\" Rouge said sadly, \"I had to fight myself   \nevery day to not be a total slut. I kept hitting on guys, I- I   \ndidn't even care if they didn't like me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;He handed her a bowl of peeled orange slices. \"Something else now.  \nLet's go relax in front of the TV.\" Jumping down to the floor, she  \nfollowed him into the living room. \"Don't knock yourself, Rouge.  \nYou've got a lot of charming qualities.\"   \n  \n\"But I annoyed some of my old friends,\" she explained, \"and I never   \nmeant to.\"   \n  \n\"You don't annoy me.\" She looked up at him with a sense of confusion   \nand happiness. \"Listen, some of the socialite people my parents hung   \nwith, that stuck-up girl they tried to get me to date, they were ALL   \nworse than you in every way possible. At least you had friends to   \nannoy. And you still talk to them, so you didn't screw things up.\"  \n  \n\"That's the reason I love you, Tom,\" Rouge said, \"you keep me   \nreasonable when I start going wild.\"   \n  \n\"Maybe,\" Tom responded, \"you add the wild side I need. Works out.\"   \n  \n\"Even if you do sometimes panic over some of the things I do?\"   \n  \nHe said, \"of course.\"  \n  \n\"Good,\" she remarked. \"Then I won't tell you how much those tests  \ncost.\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nOne year, ten months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe lamp illuminated the diary which held the bat's deepest secrets.  \nSecrets that grew as she wrote dirty details on its pages. Secrets  \nthat not even her husband knew- fantasies, guys she knew before he  \nhad met her, fantasies about guys she knew before he had met her...  \nbut she'd been a good girl, after all. Never acting out, just  \nscribbling them in the pages. She stayed pure until she'd found the  \nright guy, after all.  \n  \nNow, though, the pages were a housing of true stories. Placed they'd  \ndone it, placed she wanted to do it, positions, things said before,  \nduring, and after.   \n  \nContent that her current dirty thoughts were well recorded, Rouge  \nlocked the latch. Placing the book into her nightstand drawer, she  \nrolled onto her side. \"Tom?\" Her husband was in the kitchen, washing  \ndishes, giving her some time alone to write. The couple had moved back  \ninto the upstairs penthouse apartment of Club Rouge, Night Babylon's  \ncasino of choice and Rouge's primary home. That is, until they   \nmarried. Most of the time was now spent in the mansion outside of  \nCentral City.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Private and quiet.   \n  \nBut now, December's freeze had moved in. The mansion grounds were   \nclosed, the fruit fields dormant and the lovers relocated here, where  \nit was warmer. Not by location, but her apartment was a more confined   \nspace and easier to heat.  \n  \n\"Tom! The dishes can wait! I'm lonely...\" she called out, her familiar  \nsultry tone ending the words.   \n  \nHe stepped into the bedroom, Rouge holding out a hand to him.   \n\"Sorry,\" he apologized, laying beside her. She ran a hand through   \nhis hair. \"I forgot how small this place is,\" he said, curling in   \nplace, gently taking one of her feet by the hand, slowly massaging.   \nHis fingers traced along the toes, all four of them, each spreading   \nout as she stretched her entire body, easing away tension and rest   \nfrom lying still, working on her diary.  \n  \n\"Thanks, but I need you up here,\" she ordered, calling him back  \nup the bed. Their eyes met as Rouge pulled him close for a deep,  \nwet kiss. However, both wouldn't say it, but they were to tired  \nfor sex. The day had been spent moving boxes, car trips back and  \nforth between the cities to transport anything they deemed important,  \nnot to mention the grocery store and a heavy amount of cleaning  \nof settled dust.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I like your perfume.\"   \n  \nShe closed her eyes and smiled. It had faded a bit, but she could   \nstill smell it, and was happy that Tom was able to smell it as well.   \n\"Thank you,\" she said as he lay his head on her chest.   \n  \n\"I like these too.\"   \nShe wished she wasn't so tired. Pulling her robe open so he could   \nget a better feel, Rouge fluffed her pillow, closing her eyes as she   \nreached for the light switch by the bed. Tom curled up, pulling the   \nblanket over them.  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nRouge closed the books, organizing them in the filing cabinet.  \n\"Nice to see Vic can run the place without me,\" she commented,  \nlocking the cabinets.   \n  \n\"Mmm hmm,\" Tom muttered. He had enough number crunching and   \nfact-checking when the fruit company was in its business season. The   \ncasino was more of the same.  \n  \n\"What are we doing for Christmas?\" he asked, trying to focus   \nelsewhere.   \n  \n\"Hmm\" she thought, \"IF we invite people, we should throw the party at  \nthe mansion. More room. And we'll have that big kitchen.\" Truth be   \ntold, Rouge didn't want to simply admit that she didn't want people   \nbarging into her apartment. The mansion, as hot as they could get   \nwhile alone, was large, open and friendly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Her apartment above the casino was her private space. Shadow had  \nstayed their briefly while injured, but otherwise, it was a place  \nknown only to her and Thomas Adriani.  \n  \nStill, she had a point about the kitchen. True, the kitchen facilities  \nof the casino restaurant were suitable, but not for a traditional  \nmeal. Even accounting for the casino being closed on Christmas day,  \nno, the mansion was more suitable.  \n  \nWalking to the office door, she grabbed the knob. Open or not?   \nLicking her lips, the bat flipped the lock closed, turning around.  \n\"Work's done. Wanna play?\" Stepping back to the desk, she turned  \nthe chair around, facing Tom.   \n  \n\"Here?\" he asked. \"The apartment's just upst-\"   \n  \n\"What's wrong?\" she teased. \"Afraid someone will walk in on us?   \nAfraid all those people will hear us?\" Crawling up onto him, playing   \nwith his tie, \"you worry too much, sometimes...\"  \n  \n\"Okay, if you want,\" he replied, gently playing with her shirt   \nbuttons.   \n  \nShe undid his tie, sliding it off. \"I have a confession,\" she said,   \n\"I didn't put any panties on.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;He slid a hand between her legs. \"So you didn't.\"  \n  \nPulling herself back, Rouge sat on the desk, legs spread. \"Tom,  \nyou slobbered all over my tits while you slept.\" Pulling her shirt   \nopen, she continued gleefully, \"I liked it, too.\" It was his  \npermission to suck her nipples, which he did, slowly gliding his  \nlips and tongue across them, one breast to the other. Sucking on  \nthe left, hand on the right, Tom spat a glob of spit, pushing it with  \nhis tongue, saliva dripping down.  \n  \nShe said through gritted teeth, \"you naughty boy. What do you wanna  \ndo now?\"   \n  \nKissing up her neck, he whispered, \"I want to bend you over this   \ndesk. Bend you over and take you hard.\"   \n  \nSucking in breath, Rouge's heart raced. \"Well then, I need to make   \nsure you're ready!\" Jumping down, she unzipped his pants, pulling   \nTom's erection free of his underwear. \"Yeah, you're ready,\" she   \nremarked, resisting the urge to stroke him off. God, she wanted him   \nto cum on her tits and face.  \n  \nHis hands slid under her arms, hoisting the bat back up. Leaping free,  \nRouge lay flat on her stomach, bent over, legs parted. His hands  \ngrabbed her ass, pushing the skirt up. \"Your skin is so soft,\"  \nhe said, gently placing the head of his penis to her opening. Both  \nher pussy and his cock were soaking wet, enough to allow him to slide  \nin easily.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;She moaned, trying to keep her jaw clenched. If she screamed TOO  \nloud, someone would hear. Tom placed both hands on her hips, thrusting  \nslowly. The angle forced his dick against her g-spot directly, which  \nonly hastened Rouge's pleasure. Taking a steady pace, he slid a hand   \ndown, rubbing her clit, leaning downward now. The lovers breathed   \nheavily, trying not to scream out. Grabbing the loose necktie,  \nRouge stuffed it in her mouth to muffle her groans.  \n  \nTom's hands slid underneath, pulling her upright, still slid down  \non his cock. Kicking off a shoe, she placed her bare foot on the  \ndesk, other leg balanced on the knee, her tail flattening   \nbetween them. Back arched to let him continue, Rouge enjoyed the  \nnew position. Tom grabbed her chest, his other hand still caressing  \nher clitoris gently while he slowly kept his pace.  \n  \nBreath left his nostrils faster, his thrusts quickening. \"I'm gonna  \ncum. you ready?\" She shook her head, keeping the tie in her mouth  \nto avoid yelling out. Without hesitating, Tom pounded Rouge from  \nbehind, hard and quick, a human jackhammer. He kissed the back  \nof his wife's head, barely keeping his grunts quiet as he let loose,  \nsquirting inside her. The force against her clit and g-spot caused  \nRouge to squirt, a wet stream across the desk.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Finished and tried, Tom fell back into the office chair, Rouge still  \non him. He flopped back, giving her room to sit without rising.  \nShe spat out the tie. \"Yeah... very nice.\" She was panting and  \ngasping for breath. Arms slipping around her wings, Tom hugged her   \ntight.  \n  \nThe knock at the door. Their eyes widened. \"Boss?\" It was Victoria,  \nthe floor manager of the casino.   \n  \n\"Shit!\" Rouge muttered. \"Y-Yes Vic?\" she asked aloud.   \n  \nThe voice asked, \"just checking, didn't know if you were still in   \nthere!\"   \n  \n\"We're almost done,\" Rouge answered. \"Get back to the floor, okay?\"  \n  \nThey waited. \"Damn. Think she knew?\" Tom asked.   \n  \n\"Knowing her,\" she replied, \"most likely.\" Raising off him, she   \nbuttoned her shirt. \"I wanna cuddle now. Maybe we should sneak   \nupstairs first, though.\" Helping her husband with his pants, she   \ngasped, noticing the desk. \"OH!\" Panicking, Rouge grabbed a glass   \nof water from the filing cabinet, placing it on the desk, knocking   \nit over with a quick backhand.  \n  \n\"There,\" she explained, \"now they can clean it up and no one will  \nbe suspicious!\" Taking his hand, she led him upstairs.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThey curled up in bed. \"Why'd you let me take charge, anyway?\"  \n  \nShe cocked an eye at him. \"What do you mean by that?\"   \n  \n\"You let me bend you over the desk. You're usually the one in   \ncharge...\" he responded, gently feeling the edge of her wing.   \n  \nShe said, \"I'm almost always on top. I never ask what you want.   \nJust thought... maybe... I've been too dominating.\"  \n  \n\"But I like it,\" Tom said, \"anyway, you're a lot shorter than me.  \nI'm always afraid I'll hurt you somehow, and-\"   \n  \n\"You wouldn't hurt me. Not on purpose, not by accident!\" She shouted.  \n\"Two feet taller, big deal, Tom!\" Smiling, her forehead rested   \nagainst his. \"I was a secret agent, I did things no human could hope   \nto do. I could snap you in two if I wanted.\" Closing her eyes, she   \ncontinued, \"you know I'd never do that, of course... but I'm not a   \ntwig. You don't have to worry about me.\"  \n  \nHe held Rouge tight. \"We almost got busted. What would you have done  \nif she walked in on us?\"   \n  \n\"Vic? Maybe asked if she wanted to join in...\" Rouge teased.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Hell you would!\" Tom responded, \"Like you'd share.\"   \n  \n\"You're right, I wouldn't.\" She kissed his cheek. \"You're all mine.   \nAnyway, I doubt you'd do her.\"  \n  \nTom kept silent for a moment. \"It's not that I don't like Vic, it's  \njust that... all that fur...\" He slid a hand across Rouge's thigh.  \n\"She's not my type.\" Silent now, Tom played with the spikes of fur  \nabove her neck. \"Not like your fur, in all the right places...\"  \n  \n\"I know what you mean,\" she said, \"don't get defensive.\"  \n  \n\"Anyway, about Christmas plans...\" Tom mentioned to change the   \nsubject. \"We gonna have a big thing for everyone?\"   \n  \n\"Might as well,\" Rouge said. \"If they come.\"   \n  \nHe said, \"we'd better get plans made early.\"   \n  \n\"Don't worry,\" Rouge replied, \"we have plenty of time.\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nKnuckles was irritated. It was simple, a little, almost inconsequential  \nthing that was bugging him. It was painfully apparent that the source  \nof this irritation wasn't even aware of events, the horrifying internal  \nresponse that Knuckles felt every time he heard it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"... you know?\"  \n  \nThe echidna girl, Karen, had taken an interest in him at the very  \nsecond she'd seen him two years ago. Athletic, but almost rude in  \nher manners, Karen seemed to assume from the start that Knuckles liked   \nher. She had been the first living female of his kind that the former  \nguardian had ever seen, after all.  \n  \nBut it was that phrase, the one she ended most of her sentences with,   \nthat irritated him. And it didn't help matters any that he was now   \nwithout a role in life. The Master Emerald was secured behind thick  \nwalls of reinforced metal, a special box erected over Angel Island that  \nwould prevent any access to the stone. The Chaos Emeralds had been  \nlocked away in a vault, a heavy door and hundreds of armed guards in  \nthe way of anyone who might want to obtain them.  \n  \n\"Knuckles!\" Slightly annoyed, Karen asked, \"hey, you payin' attention?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah....\" he responded, doing his best to focus on her words rather   \nthan his own thoughts.  \n  \nShe laughed at him. \"Sometimes, I think living on that floating island  \nmessed you up and the air pressure down on land is crushing your brain,  \nyou know? Anyway, meet me here tomorrow night, okay?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;He nodded. \"I'll be here.\"  \n  \n------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nIf anything, the echidna knew he needed help. He liked Karen well  \nenough, but certain things annoyed him, so much so that he'd  \nquestioned if this was how he wanted to live his life. After all, his  \nsupposed goals had been taken from him, his beliefs shattered by   \nlearning of living echidnas, and his days filled with working menial  \ntasks around the island.  \n  \nBut how would he find any help? Talking with Karen's father was   \ncertainly not an option. His best friend, Sonic? Doubtful he would find  \nany solid advice on women from that avenue. If Sonic ever did date  \nanyone, it might not be for some time. He was still a free spirit,  \ntoo concerned with living for the day to worry about such things.  \n  \nIt did beg the question, though, who did Knuckles know? At least,  \nconcerning men who could offer advice on women. Almost no one. Almost.  \nThere was one person.  \n  \n------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe mansion was both inviting and fearful to him. He knew Rouge would  \nlikely be away, taking care of business at the casino in Night Babylon,  \nnot that he wanted an encounter with her, given their past. Punching  \nthe doorbell chime, he only hoped that Thomas Adriani was home.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;The door opened and he almost ran. \"Knuckles?\" Rouge greeted.  \n  \n\"Uh... where's your husband?\"  \n  \nShe gave him a look of suspicion. \"He's sick right now. Why?\"  \n  \nRolling his eyes back, trying to look anywhere but at the bat, he   \nresponded, \"no reason. I gotta go!\"  \n  \nTurning to run, he felt a sharp tug on one of his quills. \"Not so fast!  \nWhat do you want with my husband?\" Feeling defeated, he saw no  \noption but to tell her everything.  \n  \n------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \n\"Mmm hmm...\" Rouge muttered. \"Well, I have to admit, there are a few   \nthings about Tom that get on my nerves. He can eat meat, there's the  \nheight difference and he'll never want to go off on some adventure.  \nAnd there's the fact we might never be able to have children together.  \nBut... I wouldn't walk away from him. I actually like what we have  \ntogether. And I think that's how you feel about Karen, otherwise you'd  \nhave walked off already. It's been almost two years since you met her.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, well, it's not as if there aren't other girls on that island,  \nbut...\"  \n  \nChuckling under her breath, Rouge commented, \"but she was the one that  \nwon't let go. She's also a tough little girl, isn't she? Boxing  \nchampion, athlete... probably other things you'll learn soon enough  \nif things go well.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"HEY!\" The echidna boy wasn't willing to discuss such private things.  \n  \n\"That's another thing,\" she scolded, \"you need to loosen up. You'll   \nnever be happy if you're too shy around women with things like that.\"  \n  \nKnuckles brushed it off. \"We're not as... we don't think about that as  \nmuch as you do. Seems none of us do, it's not just me.\"  \n  \nRouge had always sensed that her flirtatious behavior with Knuckles  \nhad been a losing endeavor in the past. It settled her slightly to  \nknow the echidnas were simply less susceptible to seduction and it   \nhadn't simply been something she'd been doing wrong. Not that it mattered  \nanymore, after all, Rouge had found someone else and the days of  \nplaying such games were over. \"Only think you can do now is to go talk   \nto her about this, and either learn to like her despite the annoyances,  \nor move on. Your call, red boy.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah,\" he grunted. \"So, what's wrong with your husband?\"  \n  \nShe replied, \"flu. They think his near-death experience has still left   \nhis body a bit weak, but he's doing fine. At least the virus can't   \naffect me, so I can't get sick. I don't really care for cleaning up   \nvomit, either, but... I'll deal with it.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Walking off, Knuckles simply said, \"I'll let you get back to him.\"  \n  \n------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nKaren sat, waiting, in the dark forest. The island was lit up in the  \nmain habitat area, as always, but tonight, she sat in solitude. The  \nsound of grass and twigs caught her attention. \"You're late, tough guy.\"  \n  \n\"Sorry. I went to the main land today.\" Sitting beside her, he noticed  \nshe was staring out into the sea.   \n  \n\"Quiet night, you know?\"  \n  \n\"Karen?\" He chose to be somewhat subtle this time. \"Why do you always  \nsay that?\"  \n  \nShe asked, \"say what?\"  \n  \n\"That... 'you know' you always end a sentence with.\"  \n  \nHer eyes closed tight. \"My mother used to say it. I started doing it  \ntoo, after she died. That was twelve years ago... tonight.\"  \n  \nKnuckles felt a sharp spike of guilt. \"I... didn't know. I'd have  \nrushed back earlier if I-\"  \n  \n\"You didn't know,\" she said, cutting him off. \"I should've said  \nsomething, but I didn't, you know?\"  \n  \nEdging closer, the echidna sat down in the grass. \"I never knew my  \nparents. I think they died before I was even old enough to walk. I don't  \neven know how I was raised on that island. Maybe Tikal watched over  \nme, who knows?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Poor guy,\" Karen remarked.   \n  \n\"Yeah. Until Sonic and Eggman came to Angel Island, I'd never even   \nseen another person. But somehow I always seemed to know why I was   \nthere. But now, well, I'm not there anymore.\" He looked at his new  \ngloves, the ones he'd worn for a year. No spikes, the fingers apart,  \nnot the mittens he'd worn since he could remember his first experiences.  \n  \n\"You could take those off, you know!\" Tugging on them, Karen tossed his  \ngloves aside. \"I can't figure out why your friends always wear gloves.  \nSeems weird to me.\"  \n  \nHe defended, \"my gloves let me climb and dig, when I still had them!\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, climb and dig! You don't need to wear them all the time! I don't  \nwear my boxing gloves all the time! Might make doing most things real  \nawkward, you know?\"  \n  \nThey laughed at the thought. \"Karen, I-\"  \n  \n\"Ssh,\" she silenced him, kissing his cheek. \"Just sit with me, okay?\"  \n  \n--------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nValentine's Day.  \n  \n  \nIt only meant one thing to Rouge.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nTwo years prior, she had lost her virginity to Thomas Adriani.  \n  \n  \nToday was Valentine's Day.  \n  \n  \nRouge embraced her sleeping husband, kissing his neck to wake him up.  \nHis eyes opened, body waking up. He could practically see pink   \ncartoon hearts in her eyes. \"Morning, Rouge,\" he greeted, \"you look...  \nready.\"   \n  \nShe smiled. \"I have only one thing planned for today, Tom, and it   \ninvolves neither of us leaving the house.\" Sliding a hand across her   \nbody and down her thigh, Tom squeezed her butt. The bat was naked   \nunder the sheets, and had no shame about it. Tom was shirtless, only   \na pair of sweatpants on, which she began to pull down, fondling him.  \n  \n\"I have something special for you. Close your eyes,\" she said in a   \nseductive tone, mounting his chest with her bare bottom. She left   \na wet trail on him, her pussy moist merely from fantasies she'd  \ndreamed of before he woke up. He closed his eyes, knowing damn well  \ntwo things- that she wouldn't do anything that could hurt or   \nendanger him, and that he had better do as he was told.  \n  \nPulling the thick ribbon from under the pillow, Rouge ran it through  \nthe headboard, gently tying it around his wrists. He felt this, but  \nallowed it. \"Okay, I'm done,\" she said. As Tom opened his eyes, he  \nsaw Rouge throwing the blankets from bed, shifting to take his pants  \nall the way off. Once they were down, she began to fondle him, now  \nhard as a rock.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I'm going to do something VERY special,\" she said, licking the  \ntip.   \n  \n\"WHOA!\" he shouted, you can't do that!\"   \n  \n\"Yes I can,\" she shouted back, licking again on the tiny opening. He   \ngroaned, a shooting pleasure sensation through his body.   \n  \n\"You know what I mean!\"   \n  \n\"I'm not going to swallow any, Tom! Just relax and let me do this...   \nif you complain, I'll bite it!\"  \n  \nIt was true that she couldn't ingest semen, being a fruit bat, as the  \nprotein would no doubt make her sick. But that wasn't going to stop  \nRouge from giving her husband oral sex. After all, he licked her  \nrather frequently.  \n  \nHer eyes looked up the bed at him as she took the end of his penis  \nin her mouth, tongue working over the end. \"WHOA! Okay.... hey,  \nthat's sensitive, be careful!\" Tom shouted, trying to keep from   \nkicking his legs. Rising her head up, Rouge spat out onto the floor.  \nHis precum had begun to leak and the taste didn't agree with her.  \n  \nPlacing a fingertip under the head, Rouge rubbed the sensitive spot  \nwhile her other hand slid the foreskin up and down. \"Better?\" she  \nasked.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Mmmm... yeah, much,\" he responded, body relaxing to enjoy this.  \n  \nPausing, Rouge slowly ran a finger across the head, over the curved  \nbottom and along the opening, allowing the precum to spread around.  \n\"Not very romantic, is it?\" she commented, reaching to untie his   \nwrists.   \n  \n\"Nothing wrong with being playful,\" Tom replied.   \n  \nShe said, \"wait here,\" rising from the bed and stepping into the   \nbathroom.  \n  \nHe didn't wait, instead going to the window and peering outside.   \nRouge had insisted they go back to the mansion, and they had, just   \nbefore the snow fell. It was already six inches deep outside.  \n  \nThe hard smack took his attention. The bat was grabbing his butt.  \n\"You didn't wait there,\" she said, tugging the elastic band of his  \npants to pull him back to bed. Fluffing pillows, Rouge tossed them   \nagainst the headboard. \"There. Sit down.\" Taking his spot, Tom pulled  \nher onto bed, grabbing himself to guide it inside her. He enjoyed   \nhow she felt whenever his penis slid in, and today was no exception.  \n  \n\"What were you doing in there?\"   \n  \n\"No offense,\" she replied, \"but if you tasted yourself, you'd wanna   \nwash your mouth out, too.\" She blew faint breath onto her lover's   \nface, a faint trace of mint in the air. \"So, how you wanna do this?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Tom pulled her close, thrusting his pelvis up to give her some height.  \n\"Take our time. We don't have anything else to do today.\" She leaned   \nin, tongue out slightly as Tom took it in his mouth, sliding his  \ntongue into hers as they intertwined and danced back and forth,  \nthe lovers kissing slowly and passionately.  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nRouge gently nuzzled Tom's chest. She didn't even look at the clock,  \nit didn't matter to her how long they'd been at it. \"Tom... before  \nwe first made love....\" She looked up at his face. \"Just wondering,  \nwhat did you think it'd feel like? Physically...\"   \n  \n\"I never gave it much thought,\" he said, never recalling once   \nimagining what intercourse was like before engaging in it. \"You?\"  \n  \nShe let her memories roll. \"You mean, what it'd feel like inside me.  \nUh... honestly, I was always a bit scared of it. It's one of the  \nreasons I was a virgin. Just... you don't know what it's like for a  \nwoman. You couldn't know. Men don't have the same bodies and- well,  \nit can be beautiful. Or it can be violating. But... when I gave  \nmyself to you, I was just so- so out of control that I... I don't   \nregret it at all, either.\" Curling her wings tight around them, she   \nwent silent.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I didn't get you a present. All I could find were plush pink bears  \nand little heart pillows. I know you aren't too big into little plush   \ntoys.\"   \n  \nShe kissed his chest gently. \"I just need you with me,\" was her only   \nresponse.   \n  \n\"I did,\" he continued, \"make us reservations for dinner.\"   \n  \n\"Great,\" she sighed, \"no doubt someone will be there to take our   \npicture for the newspapers. Wealthy socialites on the town for the   \nromance. Oh well.\" Rouge wouldn't admit it, but she liked the media   \nattention. Her love life on display, if only a small part of it. She   \ngot to show off.  \n  \n\"I...\" he hesitated. \"I did get you one thing, but... anyway, I had  \nShadow look into something for you.\"   \n  \n\"For me?\" she asked, interested.  \n  \nHe explained, \"your mother is doing okay. Working still. Look, maybe  \nyou should go see her. I'm sure she can't be all that bad.\"  \n  \nUnder her breath, Rouge muttered, \"she's a bitch.\"   \n  \n\"What?\" Tom asked, even though he'd heard it.   \n  \n\"I wish,\" she said clearly. \"As much as I'd like to... I'm not going   \nto. Mom messed up. So... anyway, thanks for that, really, I'm happy   \nyou thought of her, but she hasn't once called me. Didn't call when   \nour wedding was announced, so I doubt she cares... I don't want to   \ntalk about her anymore.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Okay,\" he relented. \"Why don't we get lunch? Come on. Anyway, you  \nsquirted a lot, you need some liquids.\" Rolling off to let him up,  \nRouge grabbed her robe and slipped it on. \"You gonna call any of the  \nold gang and check up?\"   \n  \n\"Nah,\" she answered. \"I know Amy is trying to win Sonic over, it's   \nwhy she called me yesterday. Knuckles and Karen are probably doing   \nfine, I don't need to bug them.\"  \n  \nIt was her way of saying that she didn't really care about how   \nKnuckles was doing. That was long behind her. Any potential she had  \nwith him was no longer relevant or important, shoved off in the   \ncorner where any feelings for her mother resided.   \n  \nNeither of them mentioned Shadow. It was already clear he was as  \nromantic as a rubber tire. Shadow dating someone might signal the  \nend of the world. \"We have any of those soy burgers left?\"   \n  \n\"I think so,\" Tom said.   \n  \n\"Good, I'll cook those.\" Soy meat substitutes were the closest she  \ncould get to real meat. And if Tom could have meat, she wasn't  \ngoing to let something like her species get in the way of sharing  \nthat.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, one month have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThomas Adriani peeked upward to see his wife sitting on the mansion  \nroof, looking down with binoculars. He would have called to her, but  \neven with her hearing, he still wouldn't be audible. Waiting, he  \nsat on the old stone bench. Finally, Rouge flew back down to earth,  \nhumming gently as she checked notes she'd scribbled out. \"Hi, cutie!  \nYou saw me up there?\" she asked, resting beside him.   \n  \n\"Yeah, what were you doing?\"  \n  \nShe replied, \"I was thinking we should have a swimming pool dug up   \nin the back yard. Nothing big, just a nice summer resting spot.\"   \n  \n\"Let me guess,\" he responded, \"you want an excuse to lay around in a   \nbikini without going to a crowded beach?\"  \n  \n\"I have the bikini, Tom,\" Rouge replied, \"but... it'd be nice to go   \nfor a swim. Without someone watching.\" He caught on fast that she   \nmeant without the bikini on. Tucking the notes away neatly, she took   \nto her feet. \"Come on, we've got to go to the casino.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTom signed papers and placed envelopes into the 'out' pile on the   \ndesk. Casino business. A knock at the office door took his attention.  \n\"Come in.\"   \n  \nThe door opened, one of the floor employees stepping foot inside. A   \nhuman woman, blonde ponytail, perhaps taller than he was greeted him.  \n\"Um, hi. Listen, can I ask about a... well, a raise?\" she asked,   \nvery shy.   \n  \n\"Okay... what's your name?\"   \n  \n\"Veronica Lance,\" she responded, giving Tom info to pull her   \nemployee file.   \n  \n\"Hmm... been here six months. Okay, so, any idea how much you want  \nmore per hour?\" he asked without taking his eyes off the file.  \n  \n\"Oh, I was thinking... an extra thousand per week!\"   \n  \n\"Absolutely not!\" he shouted. \"Get out of here before my wife finds   \nout! She'd fire you for this!\"  \n  \n\"Oh? Look, buddy, either you give me what I want or I go tell that  \nugly little bat that you've been banging me behind her back!\" the  \nwoman offered, teeth gritted in anger.   \n  \nHe said, \"go ahead. And just for calling her that, you ARE fired!\"   \nVeronica huffed, spinning and walking off. Angry, Tom followed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;On the floor, Rouge watched the customer flow. The tap on her shoulder  \nspun her around, a young blonde woman stooping down. \"Umm, boss?  \nYeah... listen, your husband and I have been... well... he loves me  \nmore than he loves you. Said so several times, in fact! While we  \nwere doing it! Have been for months! You're history, lady!\"  \n  \nTom stood nearby. Rouge turned a sour expression. \"Really... figures,  \nhe'd probably desire a woman of his own species eventually... so  \nyou know all his intimate thoughts....\"   \n  \n\"Yes, I do!\" Veronica replied.  \n  \n\"And his secrets?\" Rouge asked.   \n  \n\"You bet, bat girlie!\"   \n  \nFinally, Rouge asked, \"and... you saw his special tattoo... the one   \nhe got for me...\"   \n  \nThe woman nodded. \"Damn right!\"  \n  \n\"Lady...\" Rouge smiled, a very evil grin as her eyes closed to small  \nslits. \"...my husband doesn't have a tattoo!\" Rouge's fist cocked back   \nand sprang forward in a blur, sending its target spiraling back in  \na horrendous crack, the impact alone heard across the room. Pulling  \nherself up, the woman spat out, a bloody tooth hitting the carpet.  \nYet more blood dripped from her nose, which was crooked, likely  \nbroken. Customers and employees alike dropped their activities to  \nstare.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Rouge walked over to the woman. \"Tom?\"   \n  \n\"She asked for money,\" he explained.   \n  \n\"Listen, honey,\" she spat out, \"my husband wouldn't cheat on me. I   \nwouldn't cheat on him. You tried to take away what we had because   \nyou got GREEDY? I could kill you for that!\"   \n  \nTom bent down. \"She called you ugly, too!\"   \n  \n\"She WHAT?\" the bat shouted, a swift kick to the woman's gut. The   \ncry of pain echoed through the room as blood sprayed from her mouth.   \nhe struggled for breath, pain firing through her nose, jaw and   \nkidney.  \n  \n\"I'll see you prosecuted for this! You... you have no right!\" the   \nwoman screamed. \"No right to all this money! No right to a HUMAN!   \nDisgusting... someone find me a cop! NOW!\"   \n  \n\"You've found one,\" a voice said, the dark figure stepping forward.   \n\"Vivian James... you're coming with me.\"  \n  \n\"Shadow?\" Rouge was surprised.   \n  \nThe black hedgehog restrained his target's arms with handcuffs. \"I   \nwas on my way to arrest her. Looks like you found out first.\"   \n  \n\"You mean she's done this crap before?\" Tom asked, barely surprised.   \n  \n\"Yes,\" Shadow replied, \"she's been wanted for identity theft, fraud,   \nblackmail and murder.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Thinking, Tom asked, \"did you say her last name was JAMES?\" The   \nhedgehog nodded. Lowering to look her in the eyes, Tom gathered a   \nlarge wad of spit in his mouth, hocking it into her face. \"That's   \nfor your sister!\"   \n  \nRouge was somewhat surprised, but let it slide. \"I'd ask you to   \nstay, Shadow,\" she said, \"but I want this piece of trash OUT OF MY   \nCASINO!\" The couple watched Shadow lead the woman away, a sad look   \nof defeat on her face.  \n  \nTom sat on the roulette table. His wife jumped up beside him. \"What  \nwas that for?\" she asked, curious.   \n  \n\"That,\" he replied. \"Leela James, that dumb greedy stuck-up cow my   \nparents fixed me up with...\"   \n  \nShe realized the answer. \"Her sister... think she came after you on   \npurpose? Hmph! Serves her right!\"  \n  \n\"She's probably safer with Shadow right now than with us,\"  \nThomas commented. \"You didn't...\" He appeared nervous.   \n  \nShe laughed. \"Not for a second! Please, if you were cheating on me,   \nyou wouldn't give it to me as hard and as often as you do!\" Rouge   \nsmiled at him, inviting a kiss. He looked to the side, turning her   \nattention to the crowd. \"What?\" she asked, \"fine, Tom, the people   \nwant a show, so let's give them a show!\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;With that, the two embraced, kissing long and hard as the gathered   \ncrowd cheered. Satisfied, they broke the kiss, proceeding to walk  \naway and allow the casino to resume normal business. Before they  \ncould reach the stairway to the apartment above, Victoria, the floor  \nmanager, stopped them. \"Nice job, boss! One thing though... Thomas,  \nI've seen you with your shirt untucked around here a few times and  \nyour tie missing!\" Looking over, the fox glared at Rouge. \"And YOU  \nfollowing him, with your top button undone!\"  \n  \nThe couple looked at each other sheepishly. Busted. \"You two can't  \neven keep it in your pants long enough to get upstairs!\" Vic scolded.  \n\"Hey, it's your casino. Still, boss... I have a confession.\"   \n  \n\"Yes? What is it?\" Rouge asked, interested in the secret.   \n  \n\"I've been dating the janitor lately and... well, with my son at   \nhome, I've... well, we sometimes go back to the janitorial closet   \nand.... you get the idea. You don't mind, do you?\"  \n  \nGrinning, Rouge simply said, \"no. Not one bit. Just... don't get  \ncaught, okay?\"   \n  \nVic looked at Tom. \"Me? NO... I don't mind. As she said, don't get   \ncaught and... well, I don't need to know the details.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Good,\" Vic said, turning. \"By the way, boss, you kicked ass!\"  \nSuddenly proud of herself again, the bat led her husband up to the  \napartment.   \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe freezer door shut, two bowls of strawberry ice cream carried into  \nthe living room. Taking his, Tom let his wife cuddle up. \"That was  \nunusual, even for you,\" he remarked.   \n  \n\"It had to happen eventually,\" she said, \"someone would try to leech   \nsomehow. And no, I didn't believe her, not for a second! Don't get   \nwhiny about it!\"  \n  \n\"I wouldn't cheat on you. Three reasons I can sum it up with,\" he  \nsaid, catching her curiosity like a fish on a hook.   \n  \nShe said, \"go on.\"  \n  \n\"First reason, you're incredibly beautiful, and anyone who says  \nyou're not is either blind or an idiot. Second, I doubt anyone could  \nmatch you in bed. Third... you gave me my life. You didn't just help  \nsave it, you gave me a life to live.\" Without a word, she nuzzled him,  \nmoaning softly.   \n  \n\"There is a fourth reason, too, but it's not important.\"   \n  \n\"Tell me anyway,\" she said, not quite an order but pushing it.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I...\" He hesitated. \"I like having my bones intact.\"   \n  \nLaughing gently, Rouge kissed him. \"So, about that swimming pool....\"  \n  \n\"You've earned an amusement park in the back yard if you want it,\"  \nhe responded.   \n  \nLicking her lips, Rouge said, \"as much as I'd like a private   \nmerry-go-round, I'll stick with the pool.\"   \n  \n\"I'll make the calls in the morning. Wanna look at this?\" he said,   \ngrabbing a large folder.   \n  \n\"Our wedding pictures! Romantic!\" Rouge felt warm inside.  \n  \nTom opened the album. Memories on plastic in small frames forever.   \nAnd no one would take that away from either of them.  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, two months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nIt had been a fun birthday. The party held on the island, the gifts, his  \nsolid place in adulthood had been reached. Although none of that mattered  \nto Knuckles at this very moment, hidden away in the seclusion of the  \njungles of the far side of the island, sitting on a smooth rock, mind  \nwrapped up in ecstasy as his girlfriend licked up the shaft, teasing his  \nexposed, throbbing rod, laughing at his expression of pure pleasure.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Uh,\" he grumbled, \"are you sure no one's gonna catch us out here?\"  \n  \n\"Positive.\" Flicking the tip of her tongue along the head, Karen was  \nenjoying herself. Her first oral sex. How to proceed, she wondered? The  \nechidna girl could take him down her throat, sucking hard, or gently  \nlicking until sperm gushed out. Neither option seemed to offer her any  \nrelief from the tingling below.   \n  \nThrusting a hand into her shorts, Karen began to rub and fondle, pussy  \nfeeling some relaxation from the pure, unrestrained sexual tension this  \nwas causing. Enough release, unfortunately, wasn't offered. Fingering  \nherself might make for a nice orgasm before Knuckles could cream in   \nher mouth, but her lover's cock was begging for more than a tongue.  \n  \n\"How's it feel being eighteen?\"   \n  \n\"Good... you stopped,\" he responded, puzzled by Karen's change in mood.  \n  \nStanding upright, the girl slid down her boxing trunks, exposing   \neverything. \"I beat you to it, you know. Three months ago. No more kiddie  \nstuff for either of us.\" Climbing up, she straddled the birthday boy,  \ngrinding against him, pondering the feeling. Would this be as great as  \nshe'd hoped?   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Karen, I-\"  \n  \nSlamming down hard, the echidna boxer winced, almost screaming as Knuckles  \nfilled her, pussy stretched inside, his length pushing up to the cervix.  \n\"Come on, birthday guy, fuck me like you know you want to!\"  \n  \nThis wasn't the ideal spot, as Knuckles was afraid someone might see them,  \nbut the temptation, the sweet temptation that was squeezing on his hard  \ncock killed any thoughts of reason. Pulling up on her shirt, playfully  \nthumbing Karen's stiff little nipples, the echidna licked his lips,   \ngrinning like an idiot.  \n  \nShe asked, \"isn't this better than sitting on that dumb island, watching  \nsome stupid rock, playing with yourself all day?\"  \n  \n\"What? I didn't-\" Wonderful. She had killed the mood with some dumb   \ncomment, a habit Knuckles was accustomed to but never able to tolerate.  \n\"That wasn't a stupid rock and I didn't jerk off all the time!\"  \n  \nAn evil grin was plastered on the boxer's face, leaning in with eyes  \nsquinted. \"Don't tell me you didn't beat the meat a few times. It had to be  \nlonely up there and you had to find something to do. No one around, just  \nyou and your dick.\" Arching her back, ass rocking forward, Karen rode  \nher boyfriend hard, pussy juices dripping out and down his legs. \"Admit it,  \nyou played with yourself!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Fine, so I did, a few times! Big deal!\" A bit pissed now, gripping her  \nwaist tight, Knuckles bounced the girl, ramming his hips faster. \"This feels  \nbetter!\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna cum! Keep nailing me, just like that, don't  \nstop!\" Their bodies squished together, fur mixed with sex fluids, their  \nseat wet, bodies only barely visible in the moonlight. \"Knuckles....\"  \n  \n\"Karen... marry me!\"   \n  \n\"Huh?\"  \n  \n\"Marry me!\" he shouted out louder.  \n  \n\"Uh- I- AH!\" Knees tensed, fingers gripping his quills tight as she   \nclimaxed, her body shaking with uncontrolled passion as a final sharp   \nthrust upward caused Knuckles to ejaculate, teeth gritting hard as the  \nechidnas became one, orgasmic energy forcing them to scream.  \n  \n\"Wow...\" she gasped, \"I hope no one heard that.\" Leaning in for a kiss,  \nKaren answered, \"yes, I'll marry you.\"  \n  \n\"You... will?\" The answer seemed a bit of a surprise. In all honesty,  \nhe'd only asked because he was close to climax and wasn't thinking  \nclearly. 'Looks like I got myself deep into her in more than one way...'  \nhe thought. His life was definitely going to change.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, two months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe smile hinted at dreams. Nice dreams, perhaps dirty dreams, who could  \nsay? Curled up, lying gently in her lover's arms, Rouge slept in peaceful  \ncomfort. Wings tight to her body, head lying on his bicep, the bat was  \nat peace.  \n  \nUntil the gentle motions stirred her from rest.   \n  \nConsciousness took hold as sound became clear, the haze of sleep giving way  \nto perceptual sharpness. The sound was close, the vibrations near her back.  \nThe final clue was the breathing sounds, very close to her ears. No   \nquestions in her mind now. Her husband was lying behind her, fondling   \nhimself. Rouge, keeping calm, keeping still, the illusion of sleep to  \nprevent disturbing her love, listened as Tom's soft moans became quick,  \nthe shaking near her ass harder, until it stopped with a quick, loud  \ngasp.  \n  \nHer only thought before going back to sleep was, 'fucking time of the   \nmonth...'  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;-------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nGrinning like an idiot as the magazine let slip the secrets of men, Amy  \nmay as well have found some secret text of the world's mysteries. Though  \nsuch a find wasn't hers, but the women's tips magazine was close enough.  \nSipping from the moist glass, her soda already growing warm, the hedgehog  \ngrinned with glee.  \n  \n\"Amy?\" It was perhaps a bit strange to see Amy Rose in Club Rouge, though  \nshe was lounging in the restaurant, not gambling. The law didn't allow  \nher to play the games anyway. \"Found something?\"  \n  \n\"Uh huh... this might come in useful!\"   \n  \n\"I'll bet...\" Snatching the book away, the bat smirked. \"In a few years,  \nmaybe!\"  \n  \nAmy shouted, \"give that back!\"  \n  \n\"Uh uh, let me see it- whoa!\" Eyelids stretched wide as Rouge scanned the  \narticle. \"Use your teeth on his... bite his...? Amy, is this some guide  \ntelling how to injure a man?\"  \n  \n\"What?\"  \n  \nShaking her head, Rouge explained dismally, \"listen, I know you want to  \nlearn this stuff, but whoever wrote this is an idiot. Doing any of this  \nstuff will- it'll mean never doing it again, okay?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Oh...\" The girl was disappointed, her secret source nothing but garbage.  \nLeaving the casino, defeated, Amy Rose would have to wait to discover  \nthe secrets of adulthood.  \n  \n\"Poor girl,\" Victoria commented. The casino's floor manager had been   \nwatching. \"Poor you, you don't look so happy today either.\"  \n  \nAn eye cocked to the fox. \"Really...\"  \n  \n\"Please, you might be my boss but I'm still older than you,\" Vic scolded.  \n\"What's going on? It's not business, must be personal.\"  \n  \nA mild grimaced expression was Rouge's answer. \"I'm on my period again.\"  \n  \n\"Oh.\" Victoria knew that meant her boss wasn't pregnant. \"But that's  \nnot it, is it?\"  \n  \n\"Damn! Honestly, do you mind read?\"  \n  \nA little laugh. \"You've never been terribly subtle, boss.\"  \n  \nArms folded across the table, head down, she whispered, \"Tom was playing  \nwith himself in bed last night.\"  \n  \nLeaning in close, Vic remarked, \"that's it?\"  \n  \n\"I know,\" the bat responded, \"it's dumb but-\"  \n  \n\"He probably didn't want to wake you. Guess he did anyway?\"  \n  \nIn a way, Rouge felt like a whiny brat for feeling this way. She knew her  \nown sex drive was shot when she was on her period and if it wasn't for  \nthe pills, her mood would also be destroyed. \"Am I being selfish? I-  \ngod dammit, big deal, right? Not like he was looking at porn. Just  \ntouching himself... while laying beside me...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Right... seeing the bigger picture?\" Vic asked, knowing quite well her  \nemployer was doing so.  \n  \n\"He could have run to the bathroom, but...\" The thought of Tom holding  \nonto her, masturbating, enjoying her touch and smell, the idea was a  \ncalming tingle up her spine. \"Still... what do I do?\"  \n  \nVic advised, \"friendly advice, don't just talk to him about it. You're  \nstill on your period tonight?\" Rouge nodded. \"Okay, if he does it and  \nyou wake up, just roll over and help him out.\"  \n  \n\"Help him- oh, I see.\" Smiling, the bat simply said, \"thanks.\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nThe upstairs apartment was dark, quiet, except for the breathing and  \ngentle vibrations that awoke the bat once more. Lips stretched into a  \nwicked smile, reaching back, Rouge gently felt her lover's crotch. \"Can  \nI help?\"  \n  \n\"Huh? I didn't-\"  \n  \n\"Ssshhh...\" Rolling over, turning on the lamp to look Thomas in the eyes,  \nher hand slid into his sweatpants, gripping the sticky foreskin. \"You  \ndidn't want to wake me. But then I'd miss the fun.\" Stroking slowly,  \nlicking her lips, kissing the man softly, she whispered, \"cum for me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Uh... Rouge, I love you.\" Eyes slammed shut as hot sperm erupted, filling  \nhis underwear and making a mess over her hand.  \n  \n\"Ooh, wow, you were almost there when I started. Oh well...\" Wiping her  \nsticky fingers on the sheets, nuzzling in close, she commented, \"I don't  \nmind you jerking off but I'd really like it if you let me help.\"  \n  \n\"How're you feeling?\"  \n  \n\"Better. I'll be off this tomorrow. Then,\" rubbing her clean hand across  \nhis face, \"we'll go back to the mansion and you'll fuck me so hard,  \nmy screams echo through the place. Sound like fun?\"  \n  \nKissing her, Tom gleefully replied, \"I look forward to tomorrow. And  \nmaybe we'll have better luck next month, okay?\"  \n  \nFlicking off the lamp, the bat mumbled, \"I don't care if it takes thirty  \nyears, we're going to have a baby.\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, two months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nShe cracked the curtains. The hole was dug and all that remained  \nwas for the pool to be built. The workers had already left for the   \nday. Yawning, Rouge sat on the bed, waiting for Tom to join her.  \nThey'd just taken a bath and the fur around her neck was still  \ndamp. She felt him sit by her, the two cuddling like teenagers  \nsneaking their affections before someone got home, even though they  \nwere the only ones at the mansion.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Without a word, Rouge undid her towel, lying back as she let her body  \ndisplay. Tom's hands couldn't wait, touching her skin, enjoying  \nhow soft it was. \"You're proud of your body,\" he commented, hands  \nsliding down to her thighs. As he passed the knees, Tom saw her  \ntoes curl. As he tried to touch her feet, she dug them into the bed.  \n\"Something wrong?\"   \n  \n\"What? No,\" she replied, smiling, but he knew something was strange.   \n  \nHe asked, \"then why won't you let me rub your feet?\"   \n  \nHesitating, she uncurled her toes and let him continue. \"Tom? Do my   \nfeet... freak you out?\"   \n  \n\"Huh?\" he inquired, genuinely confused. \"Why would they?\" Her feet   \nwere almost like a human's, down to the toenails, but she only had   \nfour toes per foot. \"When I first saw your boots, I thought you had   \nbig feet... then I saw you take them off.\" He continued his massage.   \n  \nShe said, \"I need the plating on my boots to dig and kick. Comes in   \nvery useful.\"  \n  \n\"Come on, what's wrong?\" Tom asked, hoping she'd actually answer.  \n\"I've rubbed your feet before. Painted your toenails... what gives?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Just something stupid, really,\" Rouge replied, \"I've never been  \ntoo proud of my feet. Not as one of my better assets... it's stupid,  \nI know...\" Sitting up, he held her foot gently, lifting his towel and  \neasing it under. Her eyes widened, realizing what she was touching.  \n  \n\"Be careful,\" he ordered, rubbing her leg as she gently felt him  \nup with her toes.   \n  \n\"Kinky boy!\" Rouge playfully scolded, enjoying what he had let her   \ndo.  \n  \nSitting back and parting the towel, Tom displayed an erection,  \nhard and ready, for her to see. \"Give me your other foot.\" She  \nplaced both feet around his cock, gently beginning to stroke up and  \ndown. \"Wait. Try it this way. Relax your legs and turn them flat.\"  \nShe did so, her husband holding onto her feet, clasping them around  \nhimself with the bottoms facing inward. \"Try that,\" he said. The  \narches of her feet made for a better grip around the shaft.   \n  \nLeaning back and adjusting her legs, Rouge found a steady pace,  \nmovig her legs up and down, smiling with an evil grin. \"This is   \ngonna get messy, you know,\" he said, hand rubbing her calf.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;She responded with a lazy \"I don't care.\" Working faster, she felt   \nher pussy tingling. This was making her wet. Not only was Rouge   \njerking the love of her life off with her feet, but she could see   \nhis member, head poking out, foreskin sliding up and down over it to   \nlet it peek out. Precum had already leaked out and her feet were   \nsticky. \"Ready, boy? Let me see you jizz!\"   \n  \nHe came, hot sperm firing out onto her toes and ankles. Her strokes   \ncame in hard, quick motions to increase his pleasure during the last   \nfew bursts. Tom opened his eyes, breathing heavily. \"Feel better?\"   \n  \n\"I do,\" she said.   \n  \n\"Still hate your feet?\"   \n  \nGiggling, she said, \"not at all.\" Grabbing her loose towel and   \nwiping the mess off, the bat commented, \"hope the bath water is   \nstill hot...\"  \n  \n\"It'll wait,\" Tom remarked, crawling up the bed, head perched over  \nher hips. Her legs spread without pause, his tongue poking out and  \ngently licking. \"You gonna squirt?\" She fondled her breasts, the  \nnipples hard and sensitive. \"You got good at squirting. I came  \non your toes, you cum on my face, sound good?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"You got it,\" she replied, a loud, sharp moan echoing in the room as   \nTom dragged his tongue hard over her clit.  \n  \n\"I saw you getting horny, Rouge... good girl! But you won't last  \nmuch longer!\" He licked, fingers prodding inside at the spongy  \ng-spot. She knew he was right. When in the proper mood, Rouge could  \norgasm very fast. It was a quick motion, her thighs clamping down,  \nhands grabbing his head and pushing down, her pussy juice squirting  \nout, screams filling the room.  \n  \nLetting go, the bat bit her lower lip, smiling and panting. Raising  \nhis head, Tom was gasping for breath, face soaking wet. \"You trying  \nto drown me?\" Shaking his head like a puppy to rinse off, he  \ngrabbed the towel, only to toss it away, remembering it had been  \nused to clean Rouge's feet.  \n  \n\"Poor guy,\" she commented, \"all wet and dirty again... and look at   \nthat!\"   \n  \n\"You know I always get hard when I eat you out,\" Tom said, making no   \napologies for becoming erect once more.   \n  \n\"Tom, how did my feet compare?\" she asked.   \n  \nHe said, \"it felt good, but it's not even the same.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread, Rouge asked, \"wanna   \nnail me?\"  \n  \n\"I'm not gonna last too long,\" he commented, wanting to bang her but   \nknowing he'd finish in a hurry.   \n  \n\"I don't care,\" she said with a grin, \"I just like it when you cum   \ndeep in me!\"   \n  \n\"You asked for it then!\" On his feet, Tom stood by the bed, shoving   \nit inside as the bat lay back. He began to thrust, watching her tits   \nshake back and forth with each push. Thumb on her clit, he fondled   \nit furiously. Damned if he would cream in her and not let her get   \noff too! \"Hay, babe? Can I titty bang you sometime? We haven't done   \nthat, have we?\" he asked, still keeping pace.   \n  \nShe answered between moans, \"yeah! Later tonight! DAAAMN!\" Rouge   \nfelt him cumming, thick globs her pussy walls could feel filling   \nher. She came, the thrusting, clit grinding and semen impact sending   \nher over the edge.  \n  \nWaiting to regain his bearings, Tom caught his breath, holding out  \nuntil Rouges vaginal muscles relaxed enough to let him withdraw.  \nShe could be almost unreasonably tight during climax. Not to the  \npoint of making it uncomfortable, but certainly enough to be felt.  \nPicking her up, Tom carried Rouge to the bathroom, flipping  \non the heater and turning the hot water spout on.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Easing into the water, Rouge straddled him. They were both spent,  \nbut that wasn't going to stop her from showing off in a display  \nof feminine superiority. She liked being in charge and he liked  \nhow she carried herself. \"I had fun,\" she said. \"We should keep  \ndoing new things.\" Washing his face off gently with a wet cloth,  \nshe leaned in for a kiss. \"We don't kiss enough during sex...\"  \n  \n\"Don't start this again... your body is fine. Big deal if you're   \nshorter than me,\" Tom scolded.   \n  \n\"I know,\" she said, \"anyway... kiss me now?\" Without a word, his   \nlips took hers. Her wings stretched out as the two passionately made   \nout.  \n  \nNo doubt they would end up going at it again very shortly.  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, three months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nRouge leaned back against the home gym, proud to show off the workout  \nroom of the mansion. The bat was sweaty, her workout clothes drenched,  \ntowel around her neck as Karen, the echidna girl, looked in awe.  \nThe home gym was the centerpiece, but the room was filled with  \neverything- weights, treadmills, stationary bikes, enough for two   \npeople to work out. \"The grounds aren't suitable for jogging, and  \nwho wants to travel all the way into the city when you can have it  \nright here?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;The echidna looked at the punching bag. \"Nice, like the one I practice  \non for my boxing matches!\"   \n  \nRouge took pride in this room, every piece selected from only the   \ntop quality brands. \"I don't get to do the secret agent or thief   \nstuff anymore,\" she said, \"but I don't want to sit around and get   \nfat and lazy! And...\" She paused. Karen didn't need to know every   \ndirty secret. \".... well, let's just say Tom likes muscle girls.\"  \n  \n\"Your husband has good taste,\" Karen complimented, \"shame Knuckles  \nseems a bit too thick.\"   \n  \n\"Not going too well for you two?\" Rouge asked, only slightly   \ninterested.   \n  \n\"Umm, well.... okay, Knuckles grew up on his own, you know! So...   \nwell, women are still a bit strange to him. And he's got that   \ncultural pride thing going. It distances him a bit from the rest of   \nus, you know.\" Lifting one of the lighter weights, she felt it,   \nbecame pleased, and set it back down. \"Pachacamac almost wiped his   \npeople out completely, not that the old tribe isn't to blame.   \nKnuckles seems a bit too proud of his roots.\"  \n  \nRouge toweled off. \"Probably why he ignored me so much. He's too  \nfixated on his kind.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Even when he thought he was the only one?\" Karen huffed,   \ncontinuing, \"he's a nice guy, strong, but he- yeah, he's a bit too   \nproud of what he came from. Don't blame yourself, Rouge, it's not   \nyour fault you weren't born an echidna, you know!\"  \n  \n\"I wasn't ever THAT hung up on him, honey... besides...\" Rouge  \nthought back to both Knuckles and Shadow. \"...having a crush on  \na guy who isn't interested just causes disappointment. Anyway,  \nI'm happy now. It's all I care about.\"   \n  \n\"Good for you,\" Karen commented, \"there's always more than one   \nchoice. Me, if Knuckles doesn't work- and I WILL try- there's always   \nmore than one option open for me on the island... so, your husband   \nwork out with you?\"  \n  \n\"He does,\" the bat responded, \"but he hurt himself   \nyesterday. Nothing bad, just...\"   \n  \n\"I saw,\" Karen said, \"his arm, he held it to the side!\"   \n  \nRouge explained, \"pulled a muscle in his shoulder. Nothing bad. He's   \nnot used to the heavy stuff like I am...\" Under her breath, she   \nadded, \"at least outside of bed.\"  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nOutside in the fruit fields, Thomas Adriani spoke with the echidna  \nbusiness representative Mayor Periwinkle had sent. \"Sounds  \nequitable for both of us. You can't grow oranges or lemons in your  \nclimate, both of which WE have in abundance,\" the orange echidna  \noutlined, \"and you grow fruits that we can't support. It's an even   \ntrade by the pound. You ship us fruits for our island's consumption  \nand you gain excess oranges and lemons to sell.\"  \n  \n\"That sounds suitable,\" Tom replied, \"I'll have the legal documents  \ndrawn up this week in the office and have them delivered to your mayor  \nwhen they're ready.\"   \n  \n\"I will deliver the news, then. We'll all be pleased, of course. Our   \nisland once had a small grove where we grew apple trees, until a   \nrock slide buried it. This gives us a chance to regain something.\"   \nThe echidna male tucked his left hand out, only to pause. \"I   \napologize. I did not realize your arm was injured.\"  \n  \n\"It's nothing. Just a minor workout thing.\" Taking the echidna's right  \nhand, he shook it to solidify the deal.  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nBack inside, Tom found Rouge in the small gym. \"How'd it go?\" she  \nasked, wiping her fur off in a fresh towel.   \n  \n\"Good. We get oranges and lemons, they get fruits they can't grow.\"   \nHe didn't ask about Karen's visit, but he'd only met the echidna   \ngirl in passing and didn't know a thing about her.  \n  \n\"Shoulder?\" Rouge waited for an answer. \"Tom? Your shoulder?\"   \n  \n\"It's okay,\" he responded. \"I took something for it.\"   \n  \nTossing the dirty towel away, Rouge kicked her workout shoes off.   \n\"Bath time. YOU are coming with me! The hot water will help with   \nthat shoulder!\"  \n  \n\"Okay... but it still hurts and-\" She waved a finger to silence him.  \n  \n\"I know. I'm hot and tired, too. I just want to relax with the man I   \nmarried. So... we'll get romantic later tonight. For now, I need to   \nclean up.\"  \n  \n\"Almost forgot,\" Tom said, \"they're gonna have the plumbing to the  \npool hooked up Friday.\" Three days. The bat peeked out the window at  \nthe heavy plastic shell that sat over the swimming pool. She couldn't  \nwait to try it out. She already had her bikini ready, as well as a  \nfew dirty ideas.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Hoisting his wife, Tom carried her out of the gym room. She rubbed  \na good deal of sweat off onto his nice clothes, but he didn't  \ncare. Shortly down the hallway, he winced, setting her down. \"Dumb  \nidea, Tom?\" she asked.   \n  \n\"VERY dumb,\" he said, rubbing his shoulder.  \n  \n\"Heh... my fault. I should have stopped you!\" she said, feeling a bit  \nguilty.   \n  \n\"Bad habit I have of just picking you up like that!\"  \n  \n\"No, Tom,\" Rouge said sheepishly, \"if you have ANY bad habits, I  \nprobably gave them to you! Now, come with me. I'll give you a nice  \nsoothing shoulder massage once we're in the water.\"   \n  \nTom asked, \"you know how to give therapeutic massages?\"   \n  \nShe paused in mid-step. \"Huh... I- that is...\" Grinning like an   \ninnocent child, she stated, \"We'll find out!\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, four months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \n  \nThe summer sun was hot, only ten in the morning and already blazing.  \nThe bat was working on her tan. Sunglasses in place, she undid the   \nthin string keeping the bikini top in place, gently tossing it away.  \nTugging on the side-tie of the bottom, she flipped it away as well,  \nlying down on the sturdy suntanning bench beside the pool.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Grabbing the tanning lotion bottle, Rouge waited for Thomas to  \nexit the mansion. Her human husband carried towels outside, stopping  \nabruptly when he saw his naked wife. \"Rub this on me?\" she asked,  \nholding the bottle out.   \n  \n\"Uh-\"   \n  \n\"What's wrong?\" she asked, again, waiting for him to start.  \n  \n\"Aren't you...\" he muttered.   \n  \n\"What?\" She smiled, tilting the sunglasses up. \"Afraid someone will   \nsee? WHO will see me? Besides yourself, anyway...\"   \n  \nDropping the towels, Tom gave in, opening the cap. \"You do know,\" he   \nstated, \"we're just going to end up doing it when I start touching   \nyou...\"  \n  \nShe said, \"promises, promises...\" as if she'd set it up. \"Anyway,  \nwe've never done it outside before. Be fun? Right?\" Placing the  \nbottle on the tile, he hooked the elastic band of his swim trunks  \nby the thumbs. \"Okay, fine. You're out here naked, well lady,   \nyou're not the ONLY one in this family who'll do something risky!\"  \n  \nTom pulled them off, kicking them aside. Rouge stared on hungrily.  \n\"Don't ever let anyone say MY husband doesn't have any balls...\"  \nLaughing to herself as Tom lie beside her, she turned onto her side,  \nwings pointing back, an arm up around her love.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"You're fertile, aren't you?\"   \n  \n\"Tom... I want a child. You want one. And... how else do we get one?   \nDoesn't mean it has to be a boring chore, does it?\"  \n  \nHis hand slid down, gently ticking Rouge's tail. \"I love you, babe!\"  \nShe closed her eyes, licking her lips. \"God... some guys would talk  \ndirty, you go straight for the heart...\" Kissing him softly,  \nshe said, \"let me show YOU how much I love you, Tom... The couple   \nbegan to grope, kissing wildly. Tom grabbed her ass, squeezing,  \ntaking a feel of her wet slit. She said, \"let me taste,\" inviting Tom  \nto slide a finger through and bring it to her mouth.  \n  \nThe bat girl sucked his finger, enjoying her own pussy liquids. \"Tom?  \nIf I could eat my own pussy... would you jerk off while you watched?\"  \nTom shoved his tongue into her mouth, grabbing her tit with a gentle  \nsqueeze. Rouge's hands slid down, feeling the tip of his cock, hard  \nand wet. \"Enough grab-ass, boy!\" Pushing Thomas flat on his back, she  \nrose, easing down onto him. Rouge rocked back and forth, Tom   \nthrusting upward, the lovers groaning out. They no longer cared if  \nsome unannounced visitor showed up, catching them in the act.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;He shouted \"I love you\" over and over between groans. Rouge was driven  \nwild by this. They could make passionate love for hours later.  \n  \nHer cunt was ready to go. \"TOM! I love you more than I ever thought  \nI could love a man! Let me tell you- OH FUCK! You know what it feel  \nlike when you cum inside me?\"  \n  \nHe began to thrust faster, a hand up to hold her own, their wedding  \nrings touching. \"You couldn't know... but... TOM! When you cream  \ninside me... I LOVE IT! It gets me off!\" She met his rhythm, bouncing  \nup and down steadily. \"GET ME OFF!\" It was his temptation, his  \nfinish, body shaking as he came, her pussy enjoying every bit  \npumping inside her. She screamed loud, so loud it hurt her sensitive  \nears, pulses of orgasm so intense she feared she might pass out. Her  \nbrain caught up, Rouge realizing that she was squirting hard, a steady  \nspray over his stomach and chest.  \n  \nGasping for air, she collapsed down on him. Laying in her own  \nejaculate didn't bother her, she was already sweating profusely.  \n\"Think anyone heard us?\" Tom asked, controlling his breathing.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"If they did, they'll know we're a happy couple!\" She removed her   \nsunglasses, picking a towel up and wiping her face.   \n  \nHe traced a finger over her nose. \"You look hot in sunglasses.\"  \n  \nRolling down, she invited him into the pool. \"We need to rinse off,\"  \nRouge explained, \"before we can put that lotion on us.\" Standing,  \nTom followed, easing in the water. It was warm, the cooling system  \nkeeping the temperature below the sun, but still above the point  \nof being cold.  \n  \nPoking her head under, Rouge erupted forth, head shaking off. Holding  \nhis breath, Tom did the same. \"You ever going to learn how to swim?\"  \n  \nHe cocked an eye at his wife. \"What? I thought the pool was your  \nexcuse to do it outside? KIDDING!\" he shouted, playfully teasing.  \n\"You ever gonna teach me?\"   \n  \n\"In due time,\" she responded, pulling herself up the ladder. She   \ndidn't even have to tell him to follow.  \n  \nTossing him the lotion bottle, she lie flat on her stomach. \"Be sure  \nyou get everywhere but my fur! INCLUDING my wings!\" Squirting some  \nout, Tom started at her calves, working over the bottoms of her feet   \nand upward, gently coating her ass and tail. \"This might take a   \nwhile...\" he muttered, rubbing more over her wings. \"We even got   \nenough?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"More bottles under the bench,\" she pointed out.  \n  \n\"Tell me when you're done so I can do you!\"   \n  \n\"If you can control yourself...\" he remarked, slathering it on her   \narms.   \n  \n\"Trust me, I'd love to lube your dick up and stroke it, but... we're   \ntrying to have a baby! I don't want to waste any of it!\"   \n  \n\"Done!\" he said, Rouge turning over to do the same. She wasted no   \ntime, Tom on his stomach as she worked up, pausing to grab his butt.   \nHe felt his cock tingle, asking, \"you wanna do it again when I'm   \nready?\"  \n  \n\"Mmm hmm!\"   \n  \nHe asked, \"you like being naked out here?\"   \n  \n\"Mmm hmm!\"  \n  \nDone, Rouge laid back on her half of the bench, head turned to  \nface him. Taking her hand, Tom said, \"even if we never had sex again,  \nI'd still love you forever.\"   \n  \n\"Tom...\" she cooed, \"... all the guys I ever met, had crushes on...\"   \nShe closed her eyes to savor the moment. \"Thank you for being the   \none who loved me back.\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, six months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nRouge closed her eyes, holding her husband's hands as he held  \nher tight. \"Tom?\"   \n  \n\"Yes?\" he asked, only mildly paying attention.  \n  \nShe asked, \"why haven't you ever asked to read my diary?\"   \n  \n\"Probably because whatever's in it is none of my business,\" he   \nanswered, a thumb moving to caress her wrist.  \n  \n\"Not even a little curious?\"  \n  \n\"I think there are things in there you wouldn't want me to see,\"  \nhe said, \"besides, you've never been shy with me.\"   \n  \n\"Well, there is... ONE secret I'd like to share, but...\" Turning   \nover to face him, she continued, \"... I don't know if I... forget   \nit. It's dumb.\"  \n  \n\"No, tell me,\" Tom said, very curious now. Rouge bit her lip, a bit  \nnervous. Drawing his face towards hers, Thomas stuck his tongue out,   \ngently licking her lips by the bare tip. Instinctively, she   \nresponded by extending her tongue, the couple intertwining them as   \nlips met.  \n  \nA quick push of his leg flipped them over, Rouge on her back.  \nThis kicked in the fires of passion, their kisses becoming intense.  \nShe moaned as spit dripped down her cheek. Forcing herself away to   \nbreathe, she licked spittle from the corner of her mouth, smiling  \nwith a glee that couldn't be forced. \"Okay.... you win....\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Rolling onto his side, Tom straightened his tie, waiting to hear.  \n\"I've been writing a book,\" she said.   \n  \n\"A book? You mean like the one that Westwood guy wrote about-\"   \n  \n\"No,\" she said, cutting him off. \"Not anything like that. No, most   \nof what I did as a GUN agent is classified, and...\" She didn't want   \nto bring up the worst parts. \"It's a... romance novel.\"  \n  \n\"Oh. Uh... about anything or... anyone...?\" he asked, both piqued  \nand frightened.   \n  \n\"Not about us!\" she assured, \"at least not REALLY.\"  \n  \nHe inquired teasingly, \"so, what's the thief girl's name?\"   \n  \nShe bit her lip. \"I haven't really named anyone yet. BUT I can tell   \nyou I changed enough so that people won't know I'm writing it! The   \nthief is human, you're taller and... I really messed with some of   \nthe details.\"  \n  \nHe paused. \"Graphic?\"   \n  \n\"Very. At least, if I can get the descriptions better.\"   \n  \n\"I see,\" he said. \"Nothing from the guy's point of view?\"  \n  \n\"Like you know what sex feels like for a woman?\" she scolded,  \nalthough playfully.  \n  \n\"Can I read it?\"  \n  \nShe closed her eyes, thinking of excuses. \"Well... it's not done and-  \nI don't know how you'd react if you read some of the dirty stuff  \nI put in or-\" Tom traced a finger down the edge of her ear and neck,  \nto her shoulders. \"Okay!\" she shouted, jumping off the bed to get her  \nlaptop. Turning it on, she pulled off her necklace, pressing the  \nbutton to pop out the small data port. Plugging it in and typing  \nthe password, she handed it to him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;And waited.  \n  \nAn hour passed as Thomas read her work. Reaching the end, he handed   \nthe computer back to her. \"Well?\" she asked eagerly.   \n  \n\"It's good. I mean that.\"   \n  \n\"Good? Come on, what didn't you like about it?\" she pleaded,   \nbelieving their had to be something wrong with her work.  \n  \n\"You need to... how serious are you about finishing this?\"   \n  \n\"A little. I haven't shown it to any publishers or anything...\"   \nRouge explained.  \n  \nPulling her tight, he let her nuzzle him. \"You should work on it.  \nI'll help.\"   \n  \n\"No offense,\" she muttered, \"but romance novels are a woman's   \ninterest. Guys prefer pictures...\"  \n  \n\"You spent three paragraph on my- I mean 'Adrian' and his naked body.  \nI think you gave two sentences to how your counterpart looked.\"  \n  \n\"That's on purpose,\" she explained, \"it allows the reader to project.  \nTo fantasize that she's the character.\" She clenched her fists. \"But  \nI think you're right. Screw them. I'm the one sleeping with you,  \nnot lonely girls and fat, unsatisfied housewives. They can damn well  \nlive with me being hot! Keep going...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"You replaced Shadow's part with a robot. I thought you had a lot of  \nrespect for him?\" She sulked.   \n  \n\"I do. But hey, if Shadow couldn't once notice me, well, why should   \nhe get a part?\"   \n  \nHe continued, \"the bull-headed tough guy former-love interest...\"   \nShe knew what he meant, the character based on Knuckles.\u0026nbsp; \"... know   \nwhat, leave that one alone. Makes the reader more sympathetic to the   \nrelationship, knowing what she could have ended up with. Still, I'd   \nthrow in a subplot where he finds love.\"  \n  \nShe agreed. \"Knuckles DID redeem himself with Karen, so he deserves   \nthat.\"   \n  \n\"The rest... the bit where Adrian is sick from an old radioactive   \ndevice buried on his property, that works well enough. But that's   \nwhere you ended it. Your dialog is fine but you need to work on some   \nof the descriptions between them,\" he offered, thinking back to   \nbooks he'd read. \"Use similar-meaning words. And the dirty stuff...\"  \n  \nRouge waited for him to speak. \"Go on...\"   \n  \nHe said, \"tell you what. I'll write in some things into the existing   \nmaterial, and you can work on it after to make sure it blends in.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"To sound like I wrote it? That could work.\"   \n  \n\"And for any plot after... I'd avoid more factual stuff. Otherwise   \npeople will piece things together from Westwood's stories.\"  \n  \n\"So help me come up with ideas,\" she begged, \"and help me... well...\"  \nUnbuttoning his shirt, the bat smiled. \"Why not write about what  \nI know instead of making stuff up?\"   \n  \n\"The fun way, okay!\" Pulling her shirt off, he grabbed the hooks of   \nher bra. \"If you're not fantasizing about me being a six-foot hunk,   \nat least.\"  \n  \n\"Five-foot-two, six foot, it's all the same to me. Some human women  \nmight think you're too small, maybe in more ways than one, but  \nI know... I know, Tom. You're more than enough for me.\"   \n  \nHe stopped kissing. \"Too small? What's that mean?\"   \n  \n\"Oh,\" she said, \"I've heard some women say you might be small   \nbecause you're so short. And I find that offensive! So, I correct   \nthem. I just smile and tell them four simple words.\" He waited for   \nher to repeat them.  \n  \n\"I don't think so.\" Tugging down the bra cups, Rouge stated, \"they   \nalways get mad at me, like I found something they only wish they had.  \nBesides...\" Tugging his zipper down, Rouge explained, \"what's   \nconsidered normal for human men, that's what girls of my kind call  \nwell-endowed!\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Wish I could say the same for you,\" Tom commented, \"but your tits   \nare big no matter what. You get some more chapters written and I'll   \nget in touch with a few book publishers, okay?\"  \n  \n\"Deal,\" the bat said, smooching her lover's bare chest. \"Thomas  \nAdriani, love of my life...\"   \n  \n\"Yes?\" he asked, stopping his kissing long enough to let out the one   \nword.   \n  \n\"Help me write a love scene for my book!\" With that, she turned off   \nthe lamp as clothes flew off and skin touched skin.  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, seven months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTom sat with his back to the headboard, wife in his arms. Rouge  \ngrinned slightly. \"You don't mind publishing under another name?\"  \n  \n\"Not at all,\" she said.   \n  \n\"I'm proud of you,\" Tom said, kissing the back of her head.   \n  \nShe added, \"you deserve as much credit as I do! You helped write a   \nlot and... got me in touch with a publisher.\"  \n  \n\"You gonna write another book?\" he asked.   \n  \n\"If this one does well,\" Rouge promised, \"WE will write a sequel.   \nYou're quite talented, you know that? The nuances of a romance novel   \naren't easy to understand but you had no problems writing the   \nstyle!\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Curious, Tom inquired, \"do those books always have sex in them?\"   \n  \nShe smiled. \"Only the good ones.\"  \n  \n\"Tomorrow... tomorrow I have a great day planned for us.\" Tom waited  \nfor her response.   \n  \n\"But you already gave me the best anniversary gift imaginable!\"   \n  \n\"No no,\" he said, \"our anniversary is tomorrow.\"  \n  \nTurning to face him, she ran a finger under her love's chin. \"Doesn't  \nmean we can't celebrate a bit early!\"  \n  \nSlowly kissing him, Rouge ran her hands down his chest, unbuttoning  \nhis shirt. Instinctively, Tom undid her blouse, a hand under her  \nskirt. Before they could get into it, she stopped him. \"Wait, Tom.  \nCan you indulge my interests? I have something I wanna try...\" He  \nsaid nothing, merely allowing her to lead him to the floor, where  \nhe sat against the bed.  \n  \nStepping to the vanity where Rouge kept all her makeup, she grabbed  \na small framed mirror. Placing it on the floor in front of him,  \nshe checked the positioning. \"Should be perfect... now. Tom...\"  \nUnfolding her husband's shirt, Rouge allowed him to pull off the  \nblouse, tugging her bra down to let the nipples out. Leaning down  \nto unzip his pants, she stuck a hand in. \"Almost there,\" the bat  \nnoted, feeling his cock getting harder.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Rouge's skirt fell to the floor, kicked away. Tom grabbed her   \npanties by the crotch, finger hooked in to brush against the  \nwetness, tugging them to the floor. His finger felt through the  \nsmall patch of pubic hair, a neat spot of white fuzz she kept cut   \ninto a heart shape. Something secret for her lover. Tom hoisted  \nup, allowing her to pull his pants and underwear down.  \n  \n\"What's the mirror for?\" he asked.   \n  \nShe turned back to him, flattening her wings out, and said, \"let me   \nshow you.\" Dropping to her knees, Rouge pressed against Tom, guiding   \nhim inside with both hands, using the mirror to watch. She was   \ncurious what it looked like, his penis in her during sex. She began   \nto groan as he started rocking, slowly thrusting only slightly to   \nget her in the mood.  \n  \nRouge's eyes remained fixed on the mirror. She watched him slide  \nin and out, pace quickening, as she leaked sexual fluids down into  \nhis balls. Those impressed her, gently bouncing in rhythm. Her  \npussy was stretched to take him, clit poking out. She was on display  \nand served as her own voyeur to the action. Tom didn't peek out,   \ninstead kissing the back of her head as he fondled and pinched the   \nnipples.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Rouge couldn't help herself. Making love like this, watching the  \naction on the mirror, it was too much. Her clit was on fire. The bat   \nreached orgasm, small squirts firing out, some hitting the mirror.  \nShe screamed in pleasure as Tom continued working her, still   \nunfinished.  \n  \n\"Ready?\" he asked. That was his word that he was about to explode.  \nRouge could feel it, a second orgasm near, but it was too soon. He'd  \ncum before she got close enough. Without question, Tom's hand shot  \ndown, fingers flat and rubbing on her open clit furiously. She was  \nsoaking wet, her pubes moist and matted, clitoris burning as he  \nrubbed, direct pressure that was barely too much.  \n  \nTom came, small globs of his jizz leaking out as she rocked to the  \nsecond orgasm, squirting so hard the mirror was soaked, obscuring  \na clear view. Not that Rouge could see it, her eyes clamped shut  \nas she cried out in pleasure. Thomas' hand was clamped on her left  \nbreast, fingers straining to move. It was an involuntary grab, but  \nRouge didn't mind. No doubt the muscles inside her own vagina were  \nsqueezing on his dick even harder.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;The couple caught their breath. Tom, running his clean hand through  \nher fur spikes, commented, \"you usually don't get off before me.  \nThat mirror turn you on?\" Rising up enough to turn around, she faced  \nhim, taking care to mount him proper. She took his right hand, their  \nwedding rings making contact. The same rings that hadn't left their  \nfingers since their wedding day. The bat was ambidextrous, but  \nTom being right-handed, she wore it on the left. It let them hold  \nhands proper when facing one another.  \n  \nBriefly, Rouge considered explaining how the combination of what  \nshe saw, plus the angle of entry grindind her g-spot acted to bring  \nher off faster. Instead she merely said, \"I love you, Tom.\"   \n  \nKissing her, the young man simply responded, \"always and forever.\"   \nThey began making out slowly. Sex play was over. It was time to do   \nthis right. Be romantic and slow.  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTom gathered the plates from the table. Rouge collected the dinner   \ncups and wiped the table off. Shiny and clean. The couple carried  \ntheir dinner leftovers into the kitchen. Turning on the faucets,  \nThomas grabbed the dish soap. \"I can do that,\" she offered, grabbing  \na clean dish cloth.   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"YOU doing the dishes?\"   \n  \nShe grew pouty. \"I can do dishes... fine, so I've never done them   \nsince we met. Big deal. Please, let me?\" She looked up at him with   \na false sad look.   \n  \n\"Okay. I'm gonna go do some other things then. Living room, five  \nminutes?\"   \n  \n\"I'm not missing cuddle time, Tom!\" Rouge said, grabbing the rubber   \ncleaning gloves.   \n  \nIn the study, Tom grabbed the phone and dialed. \"Knuckles... is it  \nready?\"   \n  \n\"Yes. Sonic, Amy, Tails, me and Karen, Herbert and Clara will   \ndefinitely be there. I told Shadow to be there or else!\" the echidna   \nanswered.   \n  \nTom asked, \"and the robot?\" E-123 Omega didn't understand any of   \nthis, but Rouge had a sympathetic spot for the machine.   \n  \nKnuckles explained, \"GUN said they gave Omega orders. He should show   \nup.\"  \n  \nEggman was right out. The scientist didn't attend their wedding. Not  \nthe social type with his old foes. \"Think you can behave yourself  \naround her?\"   \n  \n\"Yeah,\" Knuckles said, \"Karen said if I got into a fight with your   \nwife, she'd make sure I died lonely.\" Knuckles took care not to use   \nRouge's name. The past was over.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"This had better go smoothly,\" Tom made clear, \"it took a lot of  \nwork to get that restaurant closed off for a private party. It's  \ncosting me a fortune. I want her anniversary party to go well! I'm  \nputting a LOT of trust into you, so don't mess this up!\"  \n  \nKnuckles knew that if this was a screw-up, he'd be the one taking  \nthe blame. \"I told everyone to dress well and be on their best  \nbehavior! I.. I won't let you down.\" Tom placed the receiver down.  \nThe phone had to be far enough away from the kitchen for Rouge not to  \nhear the call. Entering the living room, he sat on the couch, waiting.  \n  \nThe bat snuck up from behind, leaping over the couch. He lost wind  \nas she landed. \"Hey, come on...\"   \n  \n\"Sorry! Got carried away!\" she apologized, curling up tight against   \nhim.   \n  \nHe asked, \"wanna watch TV?\"   \n  \n\"Not really,\" she replied, eyes closed.   \n  \nHe simply said, \"me neither.\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, eight months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nHalloween was coming up. Not one of Thomas Adriani's favorite  \nholidays, but his wife seemed to get into it. She showed him her  \ncostume, hung from a plastic hanger and clipped together. Very  \nblack and very revealing. A 'sex witch' she called it, complete with  \ngothic jewelry. \"Wanna see me in it now?\" she teased, dangling the  \nhanger from eye level.  \n  \n\"Why ruin the fun on Halloween?\" he replied, though he wanted to say  \n'yes'. She placed the costume back in the closet.   \n  \n\"I think I picked a very good costume, don't you?\" Being a bat, her   \noptions were almost always limited.   \n  \nHe asked, \"you plan on practicing any magic in that thing?\"   \n  \n\"Sex witch, sex magic...\"  \n  \nRouge untied the belt of her robe, crawling onto bed. Hands went   \nunder her husband's shirt, feeling upward as she tugged it over his   \nhead, tossing it onto the floor. Flattening against him, Rouge began   \nto kiss his chest, moving in a circle, licking one of his nipples.  \n  \n\"Remember our first time?\" he asked, pausing her affections.   \n  \n\"I do,\" she said, \"peeling each other's clothes off without a   \nthought to what we were doing...\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Touching and groping,\" he added. \"Like we'd never done it before.   \nBut we hadn't, either of us... not like now.\"  \n  \nShe resumed her slow kisses. \"We've refined the act, with each   \nother, with ourselves. No shyness between us.\"  \n  \n\"Then you won't mind when I say that I wanna lick you out?\" He  \nlooked in her eyes, waiting for an answer.   \n  \nTossing her robe free, Rouge sat against the headboard. \"Your tongue   \nwants to play? Then I'm happy to help!\" The bat parted her legs,   \nallowing him room. Tom's face met her pussy, kissing the inner   \nthighs to get her going. He could see her swelling up from the   \nexcitement.  \n  \nShe lurched forward on her butt, tail poking flat with the sheets.  \nFeeling dirty, Tom licked along her tail, tongue rubbing the  \nticklish area. She laughed, turning to moans as he started licking  \nbetween the lips, wasting no time with foreplay. She was ready.  \nSucking hard, kissing her vagina, Tom stuck his tongue inside.   \n  \nShe tasted good.  \n  \nTom pulled back the flap of skin over her clitoris. \"You ready?\" he  \nasked.   \n  \nShe replied, \"you know it! Don't hold back!\" His tongue began to   \ndance. She felt his taste buds grind over her bump. Most women would   \nprobably scream from such direct pressure, but Rouge loved the   \nsensation. He licked furiously, her juices leaking out. He wanted to   \ntaste every bit. She screamed in pleasure, hands gripping his head   \nto push it in closer to her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Grabbing one of her feet, he began to gently tickle. She wasn't sure   \nif she should keep moaning or if she should giggle. Rouge seemed to  \ndo both at once. The bat was not sure why she liked her feet tickled,  \nbut it seemed to get her off when she was close to orgasm. It  \ndidn't matter. Her legs drew up as she squirted, wetting his face  \nas she let out a howl of delight.  \n  \nHer lungs sucked in air as Tom wiped his face off on the blankets.  \n\"You're ticklish!\" he teased, holding onto her foot.   \n  \n\"So what?\" she smirked.   \n  \nHe continued, \"and it makes you cum!\" Running a finger gently up and   \ndown the bottom of her foot, he brushed across her toes. She smiled,   \ntrying not to laugh. Licking her foot now, she barely held in. His   \nspit only made things worse, getting dirtier. Rouge's toes curled as   \nhe placed a hand on her, rubbing away on his wife's clit. Rouge was   \nchuckling loudly, moans breaking in as she neared a second orgasm.  \n  \nLegs clamped down tight as she let out, cumming in almost record time.  \nHer knees bent, taking the foot away, but she didn't care. She was  \nalready past the point of climax. Regaining her composure, Rouge   \nsprang forward as he rose, grabbing his pants. She pulled his dick  \nout. It was already hard.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Wanna do it slow or fast?\" he asked.   \n  \nShe didn't answer, instead choosing to stroke him furiously. \"You   \ndon't look like you can hold it in, Tom!\" His back arched as he   \ncame, globs of sperm shooting out onto his wife's chest and stomach.   \nShe grinned, looking down at the mess. \"Bath time!\"  \n  \n\"You are a messy girl,\" he scolded, lifting her in his arms.   \n  \nShe responded, \"even baths can get dirty! Just WAIT until my cunt   \nstops buzzing, I'm gonna screw you til we pass out, Tom!\"   \n  \nHosting her for a kiss, he said, \"I wouldn't have it any other way!\"  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nTwo years, eleven months have passed  \n  \n  \n-------------------------------------------------  \n  \n  \nRouge leaned in, arms wrapped around her lover's body. Groaning as  \nthey kissed, she eased up and down, legs flexing for leverage. Tom  \nfelt her vaginal walls contracting, tighter and tighter with each  \nminute. Leaning back, Rouge smiled. \"Wanna hear something   \ninteresting?\" she asked, arms stretching behind her head, crossed  \nto pull up on her breasts. They glistened with sweat in the faint  \nglow of the dim lights.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Heh... I read that the vaginal muscles of us bats are TWICE as   \npowerful as those of a human woman!\" She cocked her head, grinning  \nmadly.   \n  \n\"You're pulling my leg!\" he shouted.   \n  \nShe replied, \"no, I'm fairly sure I'm fucking your cock! And I DID   \nread it, just today! It's in one of my books.\" His hands ran up her   \nsides. \"Don't you dare tickle me, Tom!\"   \n  \n\"But you get off when I tickle you!\"   \n  \nShe squinted both eyes at him. \"My feet. THOSE are not my feet!   \nBehave, okay?\"Relenting, he simply wrapped an arm around her, his   \nfree hand fondling her breasts slowly. \"That's more like it,\" she   \ncommented, arms lowering. Tracing her left hand along his right arm,   \ntheir wedding rings touched gently as fingers intertwined. She   \nasked, \"you wanna talk?\"   \n  \n\"About what?\" he inquired, a bit curious.   \n  \n\"Oh, just things... like...\" She let the dirty parts of her brain   \nrun wild. \"Why don't you look at porn?\"   \n  \n\"Don't need to anymore,\" Tom answered.   \n  \n\"I mean it,\" she continued, \"you think I'll get mad or something?   \nThink it's cheating?\"  \n  \n\"I get it,\" he said, \"interrogating me while I'm pinned down!\" Her  \ndevil grin answered his question, Rouge slowly licking her lips.  \n\"I don't need to look anymore. Happy?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"I'm all you need, then? Well...\" She paused for a moment of   \nsuspense. \"Good enough. Second question... that woman you were hooked  \nup with before you met me. I know you didn't like her much but...\"   \nHer back arched playfully. \"You ever wanna do her?\"  \n  \nHe scolded, \"come on, don't make me- okay, fine. Since you had ALL   \nthose crushes and fantasies, fine, I did think about it... once or  \ntwice...\"   \n  \n\"Aww, don't get mad, Tom!\" Her hand ran across his face. \"I didn't   \nmean it that way! I was just being playful.\"   \n  \nHe responded with a gentle, \"I know. I shouldn't have made a big   \ndeal of it. But... tit for tat?\"  \n  \n\"Fair enough,\" the bat agreed. \"I asked two questions, you can ask  \ntwo. But dirty stuff only!\"   \n  \nHe thought for a moment, finally asking, \"did YOU ever look at porn?\"   \n  \n\"OOH! Hitting below the belt, are we?\"  \n  \nReaching his free hand down, Thomas fondled his wife's clitoris  \nwith his thumb. \"Hitting? Not really....\"   \n  \nShe groaned, the pressure on her clit and his dick inside getting to   \nher. \"DAMN! You win! I... sometimes I'd see a dirty scene in a movie   \nlate at night while I was home and... my imagination being what it   \nis I... you get the picture. But I never WATCHED while I was...   \nfingering myself.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Next question, you ready?\"   \n  \nHer face took a sour expression. \"This is gonna be embarrassing,   \nisn't it?\"   \n  \n\"Well, you did ask me about... ready?\"   \n  \nShe took in a deep breath. \"Ask me!\"   \n  \nHe asked, \"have you ever watched lesbian porn?\"   \n  \nRouge's face turned as red as her nail polish. \"Hh... wow...\" She   \npaused for time. \"Well, I- not on purpose...\"  \n  \nTom's free hand took hers. Both their hands were held tight. \"It's  \nokay, go on,\" he calmed her.   \n  \nShe explained, \"I turned it on accidentally one night. And... well,   \nI got a bit curious so I watched it for a bit. I didn't masturbate   \nto it! I-\"   \n  \nPulling his left hand free, he touched a finger to her lips. \"Fair   \nenough. You can keep the rest a secret, okay?\"  \n  \nSmiling, Rouge leaned in. \"I don't mind sharing my secrets with you,  \nTom. But sometimes they can be a bit touchy. Same with you, I bet.\"  \n  \nHe spoke, \"I know. Now... you want a baby, so maybe we should get  \nback to it?\"   \n  \n\"You knew I'm fertile?\"   \n  \nHe responded, \"I know your cycle by now.\"   \n  \nShe was impressed. \"Wow, Tom, I... some guys might not be that   \nattentive. I don't now what to say.\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Tell me you love me, that'll do!\"  \n  \n\"I love you, Tom!\"   \n  \nPulling her in tight, he whispered into her ear, \"I love you and I'll   \nnever hate you. Never. I'll love you no matter what. Don't forget   \nthat.\" Rouge closed her eyes, a faint, gentle vibration traveling up   \nher spine. Not a chill, it was a warm feeling she couldn't explain.   \nA small gust of wind blew from her mouth. \"I know some guys probably   \nfound your behavior annoying,\" Tom remarked.   \n  \nShe begged, \"and you don't?\"   \n  \n\"No, it can be annoying at times,\" he replied, \"but it's cute. Never   \nchange who you are, okay?\"   \n  \nShe let a small laugh out. \"Okay, one more question. Nothing bad, but  \nI want to know... which do you like more? This...\" Slowly, Rouge   \nbegan pumping her knees again, slowly sliding up and down on his   \nshaft until she gained a steady pace. Slowing, she shifted her   \nweight to her stomach, gently grinding against him, thrusing her   \npelvis back and forth. \"...or this?\"  \n  \n\"Oh... keep that up!\" he shouted, amazed at how it felt. Rouge  \npicked up speed, left hand holding his, right grabbing the   \nheadboard for stability. Tom's free hand gently smacked her ass,  \nsqueezing down tight on her butt cheek as he rocked gently   \nunderneath his wife. \"Baby...\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"You gonna cum?\" she asked between breaths. He shook his head.  \n  \nShe was ready to end this. Her pussy was on fire, ready to explode.  \nGrinding fast enough to shake the bed, Rouge hit orgasm, back arching  \nas she screamed out in delight. Tom began ejaculating, warm shots of   \ncum pumping into his lover one by one. Rouge, however, was still   \ngrinding, unable to stop even through intense spasms.  \n  \n\"Baby! You gotta slow down!\" Tom shouted, his penis incredibly  \nsensitive and her bouncing wasn't helping.   \n  \nRegaining her senses, the bat slowed down. \"OH DAMN my cunt's   \nburning! WOW!\" Gasping for air, she went limp, body falling against  \nhis. She was tired.   \n  \n\"I thought we were going to break the bed!\" he muttered, holding his   \nright hand up. Their fingers were still locked together. Pulling his   \nhand free, he cracked the knuckles as she wiggled her own fingers.   \nTom commented, \"it's time like this I'm glad we didn't get those   \nfancy wedding rings with all the fine detail and bits that could   \ncatch on other rings...\"  \n  \nSlinking back, she eased off allowing her love to move away from the  \nwall and lie down. Wiping the sweat off his face, Tom asked,   \n\"should I turn the heat down in here?\"   \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Nah, we'll be turning it up once we've rested and- um, you meant   \nthe thermostat...\" Chuckling, she said, \"no, it's fine. Stay here   \nwith me and cuddle.\" Rising up slightly, Rouge wrapped an arm around   \nTom, gently lying flat against him. Tom flipped a sheet over them.  \n  \n\"You're still serious about having a baby?\"   \n  \n\"DAMN SERIOUS!\" she answered.   \n  \nHe replied, \"then we'll rest a bit and go again. Still, we...\"   \n  \n\"We what?\" she quizzed. \"Haven't conceived? Even same species couples  \nhave trouble. Don't give up.\"   \n  \n\"I'm not giving up. Not on you. I'm with you on this.\"   \n  \nGently kissing him, she said, \"I know you're with me, and no matter   \nwhat, I'm with you.\"  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/709015-sonic-the-hedgehog-the-series-part-2.json"}