Tails clutched the frame, his face half-buried in the pillow. The pane of glass, even through his shirt and fur, felt cool. It eased him, drawing out a faint smile as consciousness ebbed into dreams. The comfort around him, coupled with the exhaustion of the day before, made the dream all the more inviting. He was so relaxed, that he didn't hear the rubbery clacking down his hall, and the figure eyeing him. Removing the flip-flops, she quietly crept onto the bed with him.

It was in a lush meadow, and the fox got up to find himself at the edge of a forest. He looked behind him to find a beautiful lake. "Where am I?" His curiosity wasn't of concern, but intrigue, albeit a fleeting one. Tails didn't worry, he just soaked in the gentle sunlight and tasted the cool breeze. From behind he felt a pair of tender hands on his shoulders, both surprising and easing him at the same time. He looked back as they slid forward in embrace, and smiled as his blue eyes met hers. She lightly nuzzled him as he leaned back, and got a better look at the young woman. Her hair was a beautiful shade of green, tipped in two places with rosebuds almost like ears. Her face of maturity, yet retaining some childlike whimsy. Her skin, a vexing ivory clothed in some form of athletic attire. "Cosmo…" He whispered as she lay over him, gently stroking his ears and cheeks.

"I'm here, Tails." she gently spoke in a voice like summer. He gently held her as she planted a kiss on his forehead. She caressed him as they kissed, their tongues dancing together. She giggled a bit and leaned up a bit to remove his t-shirt. And rubbed his shoulders, "You work so hard, Tails."

He chuckled "You look like you've been working out yourself." She smiled as she playfully circled his nipple with her thumb, reddening his face a little. Her finger traced the lines of his abdominals as she sat before his hips. "Heheh… Uh, Cosmo?" Tails inquired, faint nervousness creeping up in his voice. The seedrians smile turned into a smirk as she reached behind her, grabbing the cheeks of his rear and squeezing with enough force to make him yelp.

Tails jerked his head, and looked again to find everything similar, yet different. His shirt was still off, he was still lying down, and someone was still sitting on him… only it was Rouge.

The little fox screamed and squirmed to get free, but to no avail or answer save for a sarcastic remark from the bat, "Oh? What's the matter, fox? Your dream turn into a nightmare?"

"You're the nightmare! Where's Cosmo!?" he shouted back, not entirely conscious yet.

"Oh, that sweet little plant girl? She's gone, hon. Has been for years. Of all people, you'd know that."

"But she wasn't," Tails defiantly whined, "She was right here, and she…" he sighed in defeated resignation.

"...Good morning," the bat stated dryly after a brief pause.

"Is it already?" he lethargically asked. Rouge looked over to his alarm clock, 1:09, and nodded. Tails sighed, now frustrated, "Today was the day it happened. I… Wait, where's the picture?"

With some newfound energy, he looked back and forth. The burglar rolled her eyes, "I put it aside on the floor. You won't be needing it."

Tails pouted, "What do you want, anyway? I don't have anymore chaos emeralds. You saw to that."

"Well, I thought you might have gotten a hard time from Eggman the other day..."

"Not as bad as knuckles gave me, but that's because of what happened… what I let happen. And Sonic was mad at me too. They say I need to "man up" and take better control."

"Mhmm… Well, let's not dwell too much on that, shall we," She perked to no change in response, "I was around, just having finished some swimming, and thought I might finish thanking you for the emerald by making you feel... better."

Tails spat, "I-I don't need your help! Just leave me alone!"

Rouge chuckled now that her favorite plaything's shy antics were back. "No, you're far too much fun. It'd be a shame to leave you all alone like this." Her lips curled into a smirk as she crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her sports bra. Tails eyes went wide as she slowly pulled it up, lifting up her breasts with it. After the zenith, they fell back down and bounced before his face, restrained in what was little more than triangles and straps. She smiled, "Better?"

"R...Rouge, you…" He could barely muster the words, partially due to his shock and partially due to the two cushions muffling him.

"I'll take that as a yes," Rouge grinned as she inched her way forward, now sitting up to his neck. Raising her legs high together over his head she continued, "Help me get these off, now."

"N..No… Rouge, stop this…" he weakly refused.

"Not yet…" She pulled up the hem up to her knees, opened her legs and brought them down, pulling his head forward through, hooking them under his head. Widening the gap as she pulled out of them, she showed off her panties just inches from the fox's crimson face. "Now that's more like it," and she pushed her barely veiled flower to his face.

("God, is this what a vagina smells like?") Tails thought to himself while fighting off the intoxication invading his senses. He pulled his arms free, ("I've got to get out…") and tried to push her back. He was getting overwhelmed, but remained defiant. "Get… off of me…! I can't breathe!"

"Fine," she smirked, "I'll give you a little space…" and backed onto his chest, rubbing herself on his bare chest, stimulating them both. She pinched his nipples and traced his navel cooing, "We both know you like this, Tails." The fox squeezed his eyes shut, and shook his head, trying his hardest to break this feeling of arousal. He extended his arm and pushed with all that remained of his strength. "Oh!~" she exclaimed, "There you go!" He opened his eyes and recoiled that he had been pushing her breast.

"Ahhh!" He jerked and grabbed at the sheets, now trying to pull himself free. She seemed to be letting him until he felt something poke her. His pajama pants, which were held up with a tentpole, blocked him, much to her amusement.

"So, you've got a third tail, huh? Feels big," she gleefully commented as Tails squirmed and wiggled to get free. Rouge eventually decided on a different position and, quickly got up, letting him flip himself over, and came back down on him. She licked the back of his ears and rubbed his chest, pressing her own into his back. "Feels good, little fox..."

Tails was doing the best he could to keep it together as she smothered him, but he yelped in shock when he felt something touching just above the bases of his tails. "No… not there…" he pleaded, tears welling in his eyes. Rouge only chuckled as she traced her finger down between the tails, reaching further back. She slid her hand under the waistband of his pajamas, finding a pair of cheeks and giving them both squeezes. "Please… no more... " he begged, just on the brink of tears.

"All the way…"With that she dug her hand deeper between the cheeks and found an orifice. Without hesitation, Rouge plunged a finger into it, exploring around inside.

"AAAHHHHH!" Tails screamed, finally letting the tears go as the manicured finger scratched at his rectum. He wailed as it hit a sweet-spot, making him ejaculate into the fabric. He held nothing back now.

The bat watched the now wet tip of his pants as it started to recede, now without support. She frowned at how it had gone soft, and looked at the wailing one's face. She pulled her hand out and sighed. She got off of him and he rolled off the bed and onto the floor. She picked her sports bra of the bed and went around to find her slacks tangled underneath the crying canine. She pulled at a leg and said, "You know, you may be a fox, but you're as submissive as a little dog. ...Like a little bitch." Saying that she turned to the doorway and picked up her flip-flops on her way out. Leaving the fox curled up in the fetal position.

Minutes later, Tails squinted through tear-stained eyes to find the picture on the floor in front of him. He grabbed and pulled it close to him as he continued sobbing. He hiccuped as he clutched it to him, "I...I… I'll get her back… I'll…" He could barely speak even to himself, only holding the picture tighter and tighter. He didn't notice the cracks that had formed in the glass and wood, as the exhaustion pulled him back to sleep.