Tails didn't hear the door open to his house. He was so focused on repairing the Cyclone after the Chaos incident that he didn't hear someone tiptoe behind him and...

 

"BOO!"

 

"AAH!"

 

"Heehee! Gotcha, Tails!"

 

"Aw... You little goober! I'm busy!"

 

Sfill smiling, he blushed out of embarrassment. It was Cream who had decided to sneak up on him and scare him! 

 

"You got me real good, Cream, but I'm real busy right now!"

 

"You can save that boring work for later, Tailsie!"

 

"Heheh, quit calling me that! And it's not boring!"

 

Tails chuckled and playfully swiped at Cream before resuming his work on the Cyclone. Cream grinned as she watched Tails bend over to reach into his toolbox, showing off his luscious, bubble backside... and, even better, his huge, dangling, beachball sized nuts. She stepped closer, using the noise of Tails' rustling around in his toolbox to mask her footsteps. She was now in full view of his wonderful butt! She licked her lips and grinned. 

 

"I can think of something fun we could do..."

 

"Huh?"

 

Before he could turn around, Tails felt something slimy and moist between his asscheeks. He turned his head, shivers heading up his back. 

 

"C- Creaaam! I told you to stop licking my butt last week!"

 

He saw Cream stick her head out for a second. 

 

"It's not my fault that you have such a cute, lickable butt, Mister Tails!~"

 

"Creeeaaam!- Oooohhh!"

 

He couldn't even get another word out before Cream's tongue breached his opening, rocking his senses. His cocks began to harden as she reached around to jerk the both of them, her tender, pale orange hands stroking the thick, yellow rods. He set his hands on the Cyclone and did his best to relax, deciding he might as well accept it. Then, his guts rumbled. 

 

"Nngh, C- Creaaam! I think you should stoooooOOOOOHHH!"

 

She was rimming him like a pro, seemingly provoking him. He squirmed in place, his cocks leaking pre, his asshole loosening as it was lightly coated with spit and sweat. He felt some pressure about to exit him... and it was low. Cream sucked on his delicate, wincing asshole, a firm grip on his cocks preventing him from escaping easily. Tails accepted it, then grunted, his ass tensing up as his hole distended in Cream's mouth. 

 

*plrrrrbbbbt.... PLOOOOOOORRRRRRRBPBPBPBPBPBPBP!*

 

He let loose a massive fart in Cream's mouth. He blushed hard as he felt the need to fart again. 

 

"S- sooorrrryyyy!"

 

*PFRRRRRRRBBBBBRBRBT!*

 

Cream stopped rimming him only to stick her nose between his cheeks and sniff hard. She giggled, licking his hole as a trace amount of anal juices dribbled down his crack. 

 

"Your farts are so stinky, Tails... That's why I love 'em so much!"

 

"Creeeaaam... You're so groooss..."

 

*plrrrbbt*

 

Cream ate the fart, swallowing the bitter air with a smile; then, taking her hands off of his dicks, she sighed as she stared at her gloves, only mildly stained with pre. 

 

"Aww. You didn't cum... Oh well."

 

She gave Tails' farting ass one more lick before standing back up, her dress's crotch soaked in cunt juices.

 

"I'll keep coming back until you do! So remember to save all the smelly ones for me, Tailsie!~"

 

"Wha-! Cream, you're frickin' gross! Stop sniffing my-"

 

*SLAM!*

 

Cream left his house, shutting the door on him. He groaned, moving over to clean himself up after what he viewed was a waste of time. His dicks softened and went flaccid, and he eventually got back into a working mood. He locked the door to his house, and just in time, too. 

 

*knock knock knock*

 

"Oh, Tailsie?~ This treasure hunter's looking for some booty... I know you're home, sweetheart!"

 

Tails could only internally groan as he went back to work on his ship. 

 

How did they even find out that nickname? Unless Amy actually went and told them. Butthead...