I stood in a plane, leaning against a tree near it. I fiddled with my gloved hands and nervously drew circles into the ground with my shoe-covered foot. My name’s Tails, mechanic to Team Sonic, the brains of the group. And, apparently, the punching bag. For some reason, the burglar of our group, when she’s not taking treasures, she’s teasing me. And the worst part is that she knows she gets to me. I’d chase her down, try to corner her, but then she’d plant a kiss on my cheek or pose for me, and suddenly I’d get all dumb. Well, not anymore. I’d be getting the drop on her this time! Before I left, I proposed a plan to Sonic. Since she seemed to find herself so superior to me, then surely she wouldn’t think twice if I suddenly asked to work alongside her. Sonic seemed unsure, especially since it meant I’d be working alone with that bat for extended periods of time, but I didn’t mind. I’d find out how she does it and counter her plans next time! Yep! That’s the whole reason I’m doing this! Absolutely no other motives. Not at all… Nope… I left a message at my shop for her the next time she showed up. Sure enough, something was stolen, and my letter was gone too. So, figuring she read the letter, I told Sonic I’d be off, and left. I told Sonic to stay behind and not watch out of fear of this bandit noticing and causing trouble. I’d need to make sure that she believes I’m dedicated to siding with her. So, I wait. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Eventually, I heard the soft tap of her boots. I know from experience that she wouldn’t let herself be heard unless she wanted to be noticed. So, odds are, this is the moment we discuss. So, I turned towards the source of the footsteps, and saw her. She wore white boots with heart patterns at the toe and pink bands at the top of them. She wore similar gloves and a black body suit that clung tightly to her figure, a heart-like breastplate cupping her, ahem, sizable bust. On top of that, she wore heavy eyeshadow and bright pink lipstick. This was her, the infamous Rouge the Bat. “Got your letter, Foxy,” she said, sauntering towards me with a hand on her hip. “Good to hear,” I said. “I-I’d love to be able to work with you.” “Now hang on,” she said, raising a hand forwards, signaling for me to stop. “I’m a fine judge of my treasures. I always discern the facts from the facsimiles. And let me tell you, the moment I got this letter, I began to smell ‘fake’.” “Uh, what do you mean?” I asked. “Little braniac suddenly wants to become a bad boy? Especially with the woman that humiliated him? Seems fishy,” Rouge spelled out. “Well, you think I’d work for any ordinary bad guy?” Tails asked. “I mean, who better than the lady that’s outsmarted me for this long?” I’ve been practicing that line just in case. Just in case she weren’t ready to take me in her arms just yet. Despite that, she stroked her chin contemplatively. She let out a light “hm” of consideration. “Honestly, I’d love to believe you, kid,” she said. I felt myself shiver at that. It was weird, the way she spoke to me like I were so small to her felt… weirdly exciting? I don’t know, it’s weird. She stroked her chin some more as she circled around me, looking over my body. At that, I tried to stay completely still, though my tails felt the urge to try and cover up, fearful of her prying eyes. Then again, that might compromise the whole act, though my uncertainty more came from her look. She certainly appeared to be studying me, but there was this strange hunger to her. It almost seemed like she were looking at me like a dessert. “You know, I think I need some compensation,” she said. “You know how some jobs only pay you after you do the service? It’s kind of like that.” “O-oh, you want payment?” I asked. “I brought some things-“ “Hang on, bud,” she said. “I’ll have to choose the compensation. I don’t want you to give me something you could compromise. Hm… I know~” she cooed, extending an index finger. “That fancy plane of yours. You’ve spent an awful long time on that you know.” “M-my Tornado?” I asked a little nervous. “Y-you can’t be serious! What would you even use a plane for?” Rouge shrugged at that. “Pretty much whatever I want that involves flying,” Rouge said. “But, more importantly, it’s leverage, sweetheart. I want to know you’re serious about this.” She stood right in front of me, and held out a hand, as if expecting me to drop my keys in. “Simple yes/no. Can I trust you? Or can’t I?” I looked down at the palm of her hand, her flexing her fingers as if trying to usher him to give them over. I glanced down at them, and then over at my keys. I considered my options. Giving Rouge dominion over the sky? That sounds like a really bad idea. But at the same time, this is the only way I’ll be able to convince her to get me anywhere close to her… Plus, it’s not like my plane’s out in the open. No, it’s locked up in the garage. As long as I’m keeping an eye on her, she shouldn’t have the chance to take it. So, I took up the keys, and gently dropped them into her hand, her fingers snapping shut like a beartrap. And then, Rouge grinned. “Perfect~” she said. She then reached behind her… before suddenly pulling out a burlap sack, and tugging it over my face! I was suddenly greeted with darkness, my body thrust into confusion as Rouge suddenly dove her arms under mine and hoisting me up into a bridal carry. “What do you think you’re doing?!” I shouted. At that, she suddenly placed her finger on my lips, shushing me. “I’ll need to keep my hideout a secret for now,” she said. “So sorry, dear~” With that, I heard her wings begin to flap, before she was airborne. And at that, she began to fly with me in toe, me wriggling about in her grip with little to no success. … After a long flight, the sack was pulled off of my face, my view filled with her face smiling down on me that same, triumphant smirk. I can just imagine her thinking “Looks like I got a new treasure.” I then looked past her at the hideout. Looks like she holed up in some abandoned Robotnik station. It had the mechanical look to his labs, though I could see the walls vandalized with images of Rouge’s heart. Guess that’s her claiming her property. I’ll have to carefully scan my own body later… “Welcome to the thief world,” she said. “Where people like me live in the dank, musty darkness, waiting for the chance to snag ourselves some riches. The perfect opportunity doesn’t usually come, but lucky for you, I have a moment we could both profit from.” I looked up at her wearily. Immediately she wasn’t giving me some good impressions, but I couldn’t exactly afford to oppose her right now. “Wh-what did you find out?” I asked. “Ah-ah-ah~” Rouge teased. “You’ll need to get into the thief outfit before you think about acting like a thief. Luckily, I picked out something just for you~” “What?” I asked. Unfortunately, I’d receive a quick answer as she suddenly pulled forth a suit that looked very much like hers. My ears drooped as I looked over it. It bore tight, black, form-fitting rubber with a heart emblem right over the chest. It also bore white gloves, except instead of stretching up to the elbow, the rubber suit bore sleeves that stretched all the way down to the wrists, the gloves sliding in under them. It also seemed to come with a pair of fancy white shoes. “I’m supposed to wear that?!” I asked in shock. “Come on, you’d look cute in it~” she cooed, dangling it before Tails. “Besides, you don’t have much of a choice.” Of course, there was that issue to deal with. Despite my personal thoughts on the matter, ultimately I served under her. If she wanted me to wear that junk, there was nothing I could do. I groaned in annoyance before standing up. “Alright, I’ll take it,” I said. I carefully picked that suit out of her hands, before looking over at a door that looked like it’d lead into a bathroom. “Now, give me a moment, and-.” “And give you a chance to sneak off?” Rouge asked in a confrontational manner. “Consider yourself on a probation period. I’ll be examining your performance for the foreseeable future. That involves making sure you don’t have a means out of this deal.” I looked at her incredulously, me not believing she’d actually suggest a thing. I looked into her face for any sign of a joke, only for her to keep up the same, predatory expression. We’re really going this far… I tried to keep myself facing away from her while I kicked his shoes off. However, I could feel her eyes looking upon me invasively. A shiver ran up my spine as I slid into the bodysuit, me pulling it up my legs before fitting my arms through the arm holes. As a process, it’d only take a couple of seconds, but with Rouge looking on, it felt like it lasted for ages. Soon, I was dressed up in that Rouge-like suit, and it felt super uncomfy! The rubber squeezed into every curve and crevice of my skin, squeezing around me like some kind of second skin. Worse still, my tails were stuffed into the back of the suit! “How can you handle wearing something like this all the time?!” I asked. “Flexibility and endurance,” Rouge answered. “Both a fraction of what you need to be as good as me in the field. Speaking of, we should get you ready for thieving.” “My tails!” “Oh you missed the hole?” “…O-oh…” I muttered, my ears drooping. I looked behind me, and saw a heart-shaped hole directly on the back of my suit. “Hold still, I’ve got you,” Rouge said as she came in behind me. She gently held my shoulder with one hand, and her other reached into that heart hole, and I felt the urge to keep my view away from her. Her fingertips brushed against my backside a bit as she reached into the suit. I shivered as I felt her fingers wrap around my tails. And then, with a swift tug, they were released from the confines of that suit, and I felt freer. I couldn’t help but sigh in relief, patting at my now more-free back. I looked back, about to thank her, but Rouge was again wearing that smug grin, like she’d outsmarted me or something. “Uh, ok,” I said. “Do you have some books I need to read or anything like that?” At that, Rouge giggled a little, and I felt a lump form in my chest as I realized that with that option out of the window, another, less pleasant option cropped up. “Oh, I prefer a more hands-on approach~” … Night soon came. All the while, Rouge’d dragged me off towards the city, positioning the two of us upon a roof near the city’s museum. “Say hello to the first day of the rest of your life,” Rouge said while her arm was wrapped around my back. “I scouted this place out in the past, so as long as you do exactly what I ask of you, you’ll be fine.” “This place looks kind of big for a first operation,” I noted. “Are you sure I can handle this?” “You won’t have to worry about yourself,” Rouge said. “As your new boss, I’ll make sure you’re safe.” As she spoke, she hugged me closer against her. And in doing so, I felt my body get pulled closer against her chest. Her soft… I blushed and craned my eyes away, trying to keep studious eye on the thief’s face. She, meanwhile, simply looked on at the museum, a confident smirk on her lips. Now that I think about it, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her not be confident. Meanwhile, I felt like fragile china around her, doomed to crack at the simplest of wrong moves. I opted to look out at the museum, hoping my blush will go away. “Let’s get moving,” she said. She then took my hand, and began to pull me away, towards an alleyway, faster than I could yelp. Suddenly, we were at the bottom of a fire escape, her gripping the bottommost rung. “Don’t fall too far behind~” she cooed. And then, with a flap of her wings, she was up high enough to begin climbing. I couldn’t gather data from too far behind, so I too leapt up to the ladder, it being a bit trickier with my shorter stature. After a couple of hops, I was able to grab the ladder, and began climbing. Though as I faced upwards towards the ladder’s destination, I was suddenly made aware of my position. A couple of feet above me was the familiar black latex, clung tightly around Rouge’s backside. I was right under Rouge’s butt! And her suit made sure I analyzed the majority of the detail. Her latex squeezed around her cheeks, accentuating just how big and, ahem, soft her butt appeared. Unfortunately, it brought back memories of some of her escapes. Sometimes when I tried to stop her, she’d suddenly pivot and smack my face with her rear. I would’ve anticipated probably anything other than that, and yet she’d frequently use that to disorient me long enough to get away. Maybe because of how unorthodox the attack was I couldn’t readily anticipate the blow? My thoughts were interrupted when she suddenly stopped, myself too deep in thought to realize until I suddenly bumped into her rear. I doubled back, blushing brightly, though Rouge didn’t seem to react. And then, she got onto the platform, myself following behind her. And it was then, when I was suddenly reminded Rouge had wings, that a question came to mind. “Wait a minute!” I whispered at her. “Why aren’t we just flying up?” “Marksmen,” she said. “That museum has several sharp-eyed guards positioned around the place. After my recent heists, they began focusing more and more on the skies believing that I’d swoop in again. Which is why we’ll have to keep low.” “O-oh,” I said. “You know, maybe we should discuss what else you’ve done, just in case those guys have other ideas to counter what you’ve done?” “You won’t have to worry about that,” Rouge answered. “Stick with me, and you’ll be safe. I am an expert after all.” And at that, she held out a hand for me. We were still in the fire escape, so it seemed like we wouldn’t have to worry about getting caught down here. It seemed like talking wouldn’t get much else out of her. The only way I’d get out of here without following her lead. At least, this would allow me to understand her technique better. So, I took her hand, when she suddenly bolted forwards, nearly yanking me off my feet. She begins to zip up the stairs towards the top of the building, swiftly yanking me up to the top of the escape. We were soon beneath the hem of the rooftop, when she pulled me up against her side. “This is where we start the important stuff,” Rouge said. “We go across this rooftop. If we’re fast enough, we’ll manage to slip past the guards before they can spy our movements. When we get to the edge, we leap from it and onto the third floor of the museum. We’ll cling to the frame, I’ll fiddle with the lock, and then we’ll slip into the window. Ready?” “How’re you sure when is the right time to move?” I asked. And then, she reached into her cleavage, before pulling forth a hand mirror. She popped it open, and turned it towards the museum just past the roof, scanning for some of the guards. She held up her hand to me, mimicking the universal gesture for “stop”. She looked carefully into the mirror, furrowing her brow in focus. There was a palpable moment of dead silence as she watched, waiting… waiting… waiting… Then, she shut her fist, before holding out 3 fingers. And then, she lowered one, holding out two fingers. Realizing what she was doing, I squatted down, preparing to run. She held out one finger now, and now I began to feel my feet tap in anticipation, me looking up at the hem. I alternated between looking up at the roof, before looking over at her hand. And then, her fist curled in to form her hand into a fist. And then, she leapt up, managing to backflip onto the roof. I spent a little too long watching her gracefully sail onto the roof, before I realized I had to move myself. My eyes widening at the realization, I leapt up, frantically grabbing the ledge and pulling myself up. By the time I got up, Rouge was already rushing forwards. I, less than graciously, raced after her, stumbling a little before getting back into my stride. I was soon at a normal speed, pumping my arms as I chased after Rouge, who seemed to put a bit more grace into her arm pumps. Soon, one of her boots got to the edge of the roof, and she leapt from it, sailing forwards and towards the museum we were just checking out. I was panting as I ran, while she didn’t really seem to break a sweat. I soon got to the edge, where I planted the midsection of my foot against the edge. And then, I pumped my legs, propelling myself off the side and roughly where Rouge jumped. Whereas Rouge seemed to careful grasp the ledge and was already picking the lock on it, I slammed against the frame, my vision filling with stars for a moment. I didn’t even realize I’d blacked out for a moment… … I thought I was still trapped in the darkness of unconsciousness when I could’ve sworn I opened my eyes. It wasn’t until I brought up a hand to rub my eyes that I realized I wasn’t out anymore. I grunted in confusion as I sat up, looking around. It was then that I realized I was sitting in the middle of a hallway, right at the dead end facing one of the windows. I looked ahead, and could see Rouge sitting in front of me. “Rouge? How’d I get in here?” I asked. “You got a little sloppy on the landing, bud,” she answered. “You conked out, and I had to snatch you before you fell. I got the window opened, and watched over you until you woke up.” I blushed at that, nervously rubbing the back of my head and looking away from her face. “Don’t get too bent out of shape. You did alright for a first timer.” As she spoke, she gently rubbed the top of my head, which only made me blush harder. Then, she stood up, gently lifting me up too. “C’mon. We’ve got lost time to make up for,” Rouge said. “Stay at my side.” She wrapped an arm around my shoulders as she began to walk me down the hallway. In doing so, I was once again held against her body tightly, which did not help to alleviate my embarrassment. We kept walking, her making sure we were close to one of the walls. Soon, we got to the restroom area in the middle of this hallway, where we stopped. “Over here,” Rouge said, taking her arm off of me and darting towards one of the doors. It just so happened to be the… “That’s the ladies’ room!” I whisper-shouted. “You’re already trespassing, this is where you draw the line?” “…Sound logic…” I muttered, clasping my hands together. And then, I followed her into the restroom. There, she walked over towards a corner of the room, revealing an air vent. “This is how we’ll get around this place,” she said as she began to open up the vent. “Be sure to pop this thing back on when we go through.” “Wait, you’re putting me in the back?” At that, I thought back to my little bump on the fire escape. “It’s not like you know where we’re going, do you?” she asked. “N…no…” “Then you can see your boss in action.” With that, the vent was off, and she got down on her knees, now going through it. Once she was a bit in, I crawled in behind her, picking up the vent and pulling it into place. And then, I continued crawling forwards, which, unfortunately, meant I was stuck looking at her butt. Her large, plush, wobbling… It was bad enough looking up to her rear on the ladder, but now, with her crawling, that meant I was treated to a more dynamic view of it as it kept shaking before me. Me being down on my hands and knees did not help matters in the slightest… Worse still, there was nowhere else to look. I had to make sure I crawled wherever Rouge crawled, else get lost in this place. And with me surrounded on all sides by steel, that made sure there was nowhere else for my eyes to look upon. I sort of felt like the vent got a little warmer as I kept watching… Eventually, I’d realize she stopped moving. Only this time, I was ready to catch myself, just before getting a face full. However, I could swear that the tip of my nose brushed against her. Fortunately, I was able to double back before anything really unpleasant happened. Rouge, meanwhile, managed to open up another air vent, and now she crawled out of it. And so, I followed after her, making sure she was a fair bit away from the vent before I got out. We were in another hallway, though it seemed to be before a large glass case, several lasers around the case, covering it from all sides save for the top. The case, meanwhile, held a colorful box that looked like some sort of present. “We need to get in there,” Rouge said. “To do that, we’ll have to find our way up above it. Follow me.” With that, she began walking, myself following after her. However, I kept looking over at the glass case. What kind of item could possibly be on display there? As we walked, we were nearing a bench, a kind of big bench, in the middle of the hallway. Seems like it was for patrons that’d sit down occasionally while they puruse. And then, Rouge roughly grabbed my wrist, bringing us both to a screeching halt. “What are you-?” I started. But she quickly held a finger before my lips, shushing me. She pointed forwards, showing a guard beginning to round a corner, holding a flashlight. “Be quiet,” she whispered at me. Though it was unnecessary; I’d already frozen in place upon seeing the approaching guard. Fortunately, Rouge was quick to yank me down, whipping me under the bench. I was forced onto my butt down there, left lying against the back wall. And then, Rouge leapt in after me… planting her rump upon my lap. I gasped out, at which Rouge covered my mouth with a hand. “You have to be quiet, bud,” she said. However, shock was still on my face as she sat firmly against me. The thinness of our suits really did not help here, as I could feel practically every bit of her soft rump… down there… I bit my lip, feeling myself growing between her buttocks, my legs twitching in response. Rouge, meanwhile, rubbed about, seeming to try and fit herself nicely under the bench. However, her rubbing only made me grow more and more, much to my discomfort. “R-Rouge-! Y-you’re sitting on-!” “Shhhh~” she shushed in a decidedly more playful tone than the rest of this mission. It was at that moment that I started to suspect she was doing this on purpose. Was she serious?! “That guard’s awfully close~ That kind of talk will definitely make him notice us~ The slightest wince, or grunt, or moan could put the two of us in an awful lot of danger~” As she spoke, she kept rubbing about, and I could feel her rump now going up and down my length. I shuddered, clenching my fists. I’d hoped that in venting my stress through this squeeze, it’d help keep me quiet. But I was forced to squeeze more as Rouge kept rubbing up and down on me. Meanwhile, the shine of a flashlight began to hit the floor in front of us, and we could hear the guard’s footsteps nearby. Rouge, meanwhile, looked over her shoulder, glancing at me with her eye, before holding a finger up to her lips in a playfully commanding way. I felt my lip quiver, my teeth chattering as if I was thrust into some kind of freezer. And yet, my whole body was burning up with an intense heat as Rouge continued dancing on my lap. Soon, I had to resort to gripping the wall behind me, dragging my fingertips along the surface. I shut my teeth painfully closed upon each other, and my vision began to get filled with colors as she kept pounding me. My legs kept squirming and clenching up as she kept moving against me. And soon, I felt this urge. It felt like a dam between my legs was threatening to burst! And the guard was only halfway past the bench! I planted my soles against each other, continuing to shake my legs in response to Rouge’s attention. If I weren’t in such a tense situation, I’d probably try to push Rouge away. But even then, I’m not sure if I’d be strong enough to get that bat off of me. The dam was giving away! I could feel it! Whatever Rouge was doing, it was undoing my defenses! I pinched at the wall and clenched my thighs tightly, a shiver coursing through my spine as I shut my eyes. I could only imagine how red my face must look. And then, I could feel my hips start to buck, but I couldn’t understand why. My body seemed to be following some kind of rhythm I’d never known before! It seemed to get in tune with Rouge’s shakes, ensuring as much of my length would get swallowed up with one of her hip swings as possible. I grit my teeth and extended my hips, holding my lips tightly to hold back a squeal. Meanwhile, the guard finally marched away from the bench, now beginning to head down another corner. Rouge, meanwhile, crawled out from under the bench, before getting back in the hallway and stretching. “Nicely done! They didn’t suspect a thing!” Rouge whispered, turning towards the bench. I, meanwhile, less enthusiastically crawled out. My whole body felt drained, and my arms quaked as I crawled forwards. I kept panting and panting, and tried to ignore the wet feeling between my legs. I gripped the bench and hoisted myself up it, sitting upon it. “Ugh… Rouge…” I whimpered weakly. “Wh-what did you do to me…?” “Oh, poor thing~” she cooed. She brought an arm under mine, and brought me up, using her own body to carry me. “Don’t worry, we don’t have too much left to do.” And then, she began to walk, bringing me along with her. … I groaned as I felt myself get back to awakening. I must’ve blacked out back there, but now my legs finally had feeling back in them. Thank goodness. I opened up my eyes, and realized I was met with darkness still. I felt confused, and began reaching forwards to feel around in the darkness. After realizing I was feeling only blank air before me, I decided to feel immediately before my face. It was at that moment I realize something soft and squishy is over my face. I push a little, and am greeted with the familiar sight of a plush, heart-covered breast. I’ve been pressed against her chest! “Gah! What is-?!” I started. But Rouge suddenly silenced me by thrusting a hand over my mouth. “Careful, we’re getting deeper in the hornet nest,” she whispered. At this moment, I was made aware of her arm wrapped under my legs. Apparently, she’d lifted me up and positioned me in front of her as she was walking towards the destination. However, my wriggling managed to get me out of her grip and my feet on the ground. I blushed and huffed at her, though she seemed to place a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, I’m just keeping you close,” Rouge said. “Calm down, calm down.” At her urging, I began to breath. Breath calmly… I simply panted. “It’s kind of cute seeing you get all huffy.” I blushed and turned away from her. “Ugh… Why?” “Hm?” “Why is it that when you’re with me, you always show the weirder parts of yourself?” I asked. “I don’t follow,” Rouge said. “Your butt’s been in my face twice today, you just had me in your cleavage, and then there’s that stuff under the bench! What do you have against me?!” Tails asked. “Against you? Honey, I don’t have anything against you,” Rouge said. “In fact, if I may admit, I do admire you. I admire you quite a bit~” she cooed softly, now behind me. She hugged me from behind, and I felt her thumbs softly knead into my chest. While one groped at my chest, another traveled up my form, and her thumb began stroking my chin and cheek, and I felt the blush and shiver return. Her legs then came forwards and wrap around me, and I could feel her breasts press into my back. “Has anyone ever told you how cute you are?” She whispered that directly into my ear, and I could feel her lipstick-wet lips gently brushed against it. A shiver ran up my spine as I heard her breath into me. “R-Rouge…” I moaned. I began to lean towards her, my eyes half-lidded as I approached her lips… … “We’re wasting time here,” she suddenly said. She pulled away, and left me sitting there, my lips half puckered. My eyes widened with confusion as Rouge simply walked away, leaving me hanging. After a bit of sitting there, I realized I should get moving. So, I stood and ran after her. Anyways, we got to the top of the stairs, and were soon looking down at that glass case, Rouge looking down on it. I stood next to her and looked at it. And as we looked, I began to see a hole in the laser grid! “Hey! We can get to the grid from up here!” I said. “Congratulations, Einstein,” Rouge teased. “Now, we’ll have to use my special equipment to get down. If we fly, we run the risk of breaking the beams with our limbs.” With that, she reached into her pouch, and began pulling out several bands with rings on them, as well as wires. I looked over the many devices, and deliberated. It looked like the wires would hook onto the rings, and then they’d essentially function as a pulley system to lower whoever wore them. Now, I wouldn’t say Rouge is fat (though, she does have a habit of keeping that big butt big whenever I see her), but I’m not exactly the strongest guy. Weight or not, Rouge was still bigger than me. “You can keep those tails of yours still, right?” she asked. “Or do I need to wrap those ones up too?” Oh thank goodness, she was expecting me to go through it anyways. “O-oh no, I should be fine,” I answered. “I think I can keep these against my back.” “Good. Now hold, spread your limbs, and hold still,” Rouge said. Oh boy, sounded like she’s going to put her hands all over me… But, I suppose the alternative is trying desperately to keep her steadily descending. So, I spread out my limbs, forming a star formation. With that, Rouge approached, carrying the many devices. She sets them down at my feet, before taking one of those bands. She spreads it open with one hand, while holding my arm with the other. I swear she squeezes it a little, stroking my arm a little as she angled the band in front of it. It didn’t take too much longer for her to drag the band on. Though as she did, I felt the fingers she used to spread the band open intermingle with my own, and I couldn’t help but blush a little. Soon, the band was around my wrist, and she took her hand out, before bringing the band up my arm and towards my shoulder. She repeated the process for my other arm, again tangling her fingers with mine before bringing it up to my shoulder. Soon, she got on her knees, and held my right leg. She lifted it, and brought both arms down, spreading the band they held before sliding it past my foot. She then shimmied it up my ankle like one’d sensually put on a sock. Soon, it was up on my thigh. And then she leaned over to my left, similarly lifting it up and sensually pulling the band up. And with that, the bands were now close to either joint on my body. “What an obedient boy you’ve been,” she cooed, now grabbing the wires. “Now, I’ll just tie these around the rings, and then you’ll have to go up above the overhead beams, and make sure the wires run over it so I can lower you properly. Sound doable?” “Of course,” I answered. “I’m an expert flier.” As I spoke, she walked around behind me, where she began tying the wires to the shoulder bands. She then knelt down, about to get to my thighs. But she was taking a while. In fact, I’m starting to think she isn’t moving at all. I look over, and see her stroking her chin contemplatively. “What are you doing?” “Oh, just checking things out…” she said, still staring at… Wait, what is she staring at? “Hm… I’ve never notice it before, but this new outfit real shows how cute your butt is~” I blushed and brought down my tails and arms, using them both to cover up my backside. “H-Hey! Can’t you get serious here?!” My cheeks were bright red, and I’m not even sure if a flashlight would’ve been needed to see them. “I do this all the time. There’s nothing to worry about with a little R&R,” Rouge giggled, carefully brushing my arms and tails away. “But, fine, I can just move us along.” With that, she finally took those last two wires, and tied them to the thigh rings. With that, my body was now roped up, and my mind was filled with Rouge apparently checking me out. I stretched a little, and with my movements, I could feel the light, additional weights of those wires. Rouge, meanwhile, got to the other end of them, and grabbed them, hoisting them above the ground. “I got a good hold on you, ready?” Rouge asked. “I think so,” I answered. So, I approached the edge of the platform, and looked up, seeing the bars spanning between the highest sections of the walls. My target for now. So, I got up on the railing, and for a moment I felt Rouge hold the wires tighter, almost protectively. So, I bent down, tails covering my backside when I remembered that bat was behind me, and then I flew forwards, up towards the upper beams. I got on top of it and looked down, appeared to be a straight shot to the case. I sat on the edge, and looked back, seeing Rouge still holding the wire. “Remember, keep your tails tucked,” Rouge said. “And I’ll guide you down slowly. Carefully lift the case, then grab what’s inside.” “Ok,” I said. With that, I leaned over, looking down at the case below. It was at around this moment I’d realize how high up I was. I’m normally not a “scared of heights” guy, but back then I could rely on my tails. Here, this was practically a free fall, with Rouge being the only one giving me a safe descent. And even then, I’d have to worry about being oriented just right. I took a few breaths, trying to steal myself. “Say when, honey,” Rouge said. My lips quivered at that and the blush returned. “D-Don’t make this weirder!” I told her. I then sighed and planted my hands against the beam I sat on, preparing myself. “Ok… I’m going down!” With that, I leaned forwards and felt the quick jolt of weightlessness beat against my body. However, it was quickly halted when the wires held tight. I was left hovering in place for a moment, and I glanced around, eventually seeing Rouge holding the wires tightly. She saw my face, and gave me a knowing nod, before carefully passing the wires through her fingers. And at that, I felt myself begin to go down. Lower, lower, lower I went, the wire seeming to be lowered at a constant rate. As I got closer to the case, I felt the lowering get slower. Soon, I was hovering mere inches from the case, able to reach it easily. With that in mind, I brought down my hands and carefully held it, before lifting it enough to reveal that present-like box. “H-how do I…?” “Use your feet,” Rouge answered. This could be very bad. I carefully brought my legs forwards a little. There, I wrapped my shoes around that box, before carefully dragging it out. Then, I lowered the case, sliding it into place. I sighed and Rouge began pulling on the ropes, bringing me up and out of the danger area. As we went up, I leaned towards my feet, and grabbed the box, lifting it up to my chest and giving my legs a break. I looked over it curiously. Of all things to have on display… I tried to reach under the lid. “No peeking,” Rouge said. “We’ll have plenty of time after we get out of here.” After enough pulling, I was brought to that beam I was lowered from. And there, I climbed up and sat on it, before spinning my tails and descending towards the platform Rouge brought me to. There, I stood before the bat, her smiling confidently. “Not bad for your first time,” she said, rubbing behind my ears. I shivered a little at the touch and closed my eyes, letting out a light moan as she did that. Then, she took her hand off. “Now we’ll have to be quick. As soon as one of those guards sees the lack-of display case, this whole place’ll be on alert.” “O-Ok,” I responded as she got behind me, undoing those wires. Whenever she took one wire off, I’d begin removing that band that was tied to. This time, I made sure to keep my tails defensively behind me as she worked on those wires. And soon, I was able to slide those bands off to. With that gone and swiftly packed away, I took up the box in the display case. Rouge began to head down the stairs, and I followed her. She peeked out for that guard from earlier, and continued, me following behind her. As we progressed, I began to realize we were heading to the lobby. “Rouge? We’re not going to the front door, are we?” I asked. “Well come on, it’s been easy so far,” Rouge said. “I can’t teach you how to get out of trouble unless you get in trouble.” “What?” Tails asked as she led him deeper down. Soon, the two were on a balcony over the lobby, a few guards scouting about the floor, and a guard on the opposite balcony. And faster than I could realize, Rouge gave a whistle. At that, the many guards turned towards the two of us. “Hey! While you guys were out twiddling your thumbs, this bad girl and bad boy got your precious little things!” Rouge declared as I watched on in horror. “What are you-?!” I started. But my voice was quickly silenced by the loud noise of the guards shouting. I could see one of them rushing towards an alarm while the one in the opposite balcony was rushing towards our side. “We’re dead!” “Don’t forget whose side you’re on, kid!” Rouge said, grabbing my wrist. With that, she suddenly dashed, dragging me along. She leapt on the railing, and then off of it, stretching her wings while I squealed as we were yanked down. One of those guards on the floor were rushing to the stairs, so they appeared to leave the front door wide open. However, one of those other guards were able to hit the alarm. And I could see the shutter begin to come down on the door. However, Rouge was able to shoulder bump the doors open, allowing the two of us to get out. “Hey!” one of those guards shouted as they realized Rouge dove past them. “Don’t let them get away!” another shouted, running towards the door. However, the shutter came down, shutting them off from us. “Don’t forget, we’ve got an extra dimension to our escape plan,” Rouge said. “And we’re both smart cookies, aren’t we?” She was dashing us both far away from the front door, before diving us into an alleyway. There, she threw me against a wall, before reaching into her pouch. “Step 2: Get rid of your tracks. Put these on, and you’ve pretty much vanished.” With that, she threw a clump of cloth at me, which I snatched. Looking over it, it appeared to be… a tuxedo? … Eventually, we’d be in a crowd gathering around the museum, an alarm still ringing out. Some of the guards managed to open up the way out, and were now spilling into the crowd. “Where are they?!” one of them shouted as they scanned the curious crowd. Rouge made sure we wouldn’t be out front, but instead we were towards the middle of it. I was wearing a black tux with coattails, a white undershirt, and a black tie. It also had a corsage on its chest. I also wore a pair of slacks to join them. I fiddled with the collar, sweating nervously. “Why didn’t we just leave?” I asked Rouge. “They took a while to get the front door open.” I looked over at Rouge and… and I’d have to admit, she looked really nice. She wore white heels and a clinging, red dress, it sparkling with glitter, as well as a pair of square-rimmed glasses. It seemed to hold tightly around her backside, and I swear it showed off even more of her cleavage than that heart breastplate did. “They send out an alarm, they send out patrol to investigate escape routes,” she explained. “If we wandered too far from the scene of the crime, we would’ve run into some curious police. Besides, the night’s young, and this is a nice place to hang out.” “Well why do we have to be with the crowd?” “All part of the act,” Rouge answered. “Everyone else wants to know what’s going on at the museum. So, since we’re part of the crowd, we want to know what’s going on too. We’ll just wait until…” While the guards are frantically rushing out, they see the crowd gathering, looking on them with prying eyes. Seeing them, they grunt with anger. “Nothing to see here, everyone! Move along!” they said. With that, the crowd began to, uncomfortably, walk away. Until, they dispersed. Before Rouge went with them, she grabbed my hand, entangling my fingers with hers. I felt a lump form in my throat as she whisked me away, holding me close as she followed one patch of the crowd out of the general area. As she walked, I became aware of the confident smile on her lips. “Go us~” she said. … After a bit of walking, we arrived downtown, nearing what looked like what I’d define as a public picnic. Sort of. A bunch of tables with umbrellas planted in them were stationed before a fountain, lights shining on it to give it a show. It did look very nice. Rouge led us to one of the vacant tables, where she let go of my hand and sat on one of the chairs at it. As she sat down, I couldn’t help but admire how she looked. The darkness really showed off the sparkle of her dress. As she sat, she glanced over at me. “Aren’t you going to sit down too?” she asked. “Oh, sorry,” I answered. I walked over across from her, and sat in the appropriate chair. She sighed, stretching her back a little. “You did very well for your first time,” Rouge said. “I suspect with a bit of hard work, you could become a real force in the field.” “Y-yeah, I guess,” I said. At the very least I was able to understand a lot of Rouge’s philosophy: distraction and exploitation. She loved having her prey in a particular position so that she could exploit them for everything they’re worth. And she seems to act with the belief that her enemies will behave a specific way so she could utilize the gap they don’t see at first. That could be useful information for later, though that didn’t explain the stuff she did to me… “Are you still curious about that box?” Rouge asked. I rose a brow. “Here?” “Go ahead,” she said, nodding. I felt weary. I reach under my coat, and pulled it out, that box this was all about. It was placed on the table, and I nervously thumbed the lid. But, I realized that there was only one way to find out what’s inside. And so, I lifted my thumbs, revealing the box to contain… “Chocolates?” I asked, revealing the box’s contents. Inside was a bunch of, what appeared to be, chocolates, some plain and some decorated with frosting. “Ooo~ My favorite!” she declared. She suddenly, yet delicately, snatched one of those candies and lifted them out. Faster than I could tell her to wait (it could be super ancient chocolate), she slid it past her lips, munching it a little before swallowing. I, meanwhile, looked on in confusion as I considered the treasure. A chocolate box? On display in a museum? This was a mistake, there’s something weird happening here. I looked around, and began to notice a few things. Here we are, two well-dressed individuals, hanging out before a fancy fountain, and I appeared to’ve handed her a box full of chocolates. “This was a set up,” I declared. “What do you mean?” Rouge asked. “The museum happens to be displaying a chocolate box, you’ve been flaunting and flirting all night long, you picked out my disguise suit,” I listed. “Was… was all of this so you’d get me on a date with you? Actually, wait! Was you agreeing to have me come along all so you could get me right here?!” Rouge grinned knowingly. “I know you’re not the traitor type, Miles,” she said. “But I also don’t care. I may not know what your game is, but I can’t pass up an opportunity like this~” “B-But if this was just to see me, then why’d you need me to give you my plane?!” “Make the deal seem more genuine,” she answered. “I mean, up until now you suspected this was just a normal heist. And even when you did, all it took was a little coddling from me to make you fall in line~” As she talked, I realized what she was talking about was right. She had me around her finger this whole time! “Y-You…!” I started. “Ugh! Why couldn’t you just talk to me like a normal person?! Why’d you keep doing that weird teasing stuff to me?! Why’d you decide to put me through all of this just to get me here?!” As I ranted, she shrugged and got off of the chair, beginning to walk around the table to my side. “Why… why…?” As she approached, my outdoor voice was beginning to lower down to my indoor voice. Soon, she stood beside me, a familiar grin on her face. She placed her hands on my shoulders… a-and then sat on my lap?! I froze up like a prey in the grip of his predator. As one of her hands held my shoulder, another stroked my chin and cheek. She gently led my head towards her, resting my chin upon her bountiful chest. And as I was left, moving to her motion, she smiled down on me, bringing up a hand and playing with the extended pieces of hair, twirling them around her finger. “You’re cute when you’re mad,” she said. “Though, I’d say you’re cuter when you look at me like you don’t know what to do.” With that, she leaned down, pressing her chest deeper against me, and kissed the top of my head. “Nnng~” I moaned in distress, blushing as I felt her lips. She popped them off, and the stickiness in my fur told me she left her rich, red lipstick behind. I felt butterflies form in my belly as I realized that, feeling like I’d just taken some kind of branding. She then leaned my head up and out of her cleavage, only to lean down and kiss my cheek. “R-Rouge~” “Mmm~ So cute~” she cooed before moving to my other cheek. I shivered as another fresh mark coated me. And as she did, I… I felt this stirring between my legs. This wasn’t helped by her butt being positioned at the worst spot possible. The dividing line between either buttock seemed to cradle my forming bulge. After those kisses, she worked herself in deeper, pressing her chest against mine, her lips hovering in front of mine. I felt her, strangely, alluring breath on my face as she hovered there, her hands now reaching past my shoulders and wrapping around my neck. And, judging by the way she shifted her hips, I began to realize she knew about it… After a bit of breathing and rubbing, she suddenly lunges forwards and hugs me tight, enveloping my lips with her own. And at the same time, she squeezed her buttocks around my dick. Her hands caressed the back of my head, gently scratching at it as she continued the assault. Soon, her lips popped off and she nuzzle her face into the crook of my neck, licking at my neck before kissing it too. “MMMN~! OOGH~!” I moaned out, grabbing the chair arms tightly. “Mmm~ Keep moaning, sweety~” she moaned. She got to the other side of my neck, and began kissing and suckling it as well. As she did, she moved her rear in an up and down motion, jerking me. And that’d make sure that, no matter what, my excitement would definitely stay upright. Soon, I was sure I was left with a lipstick-red choker, left panting at her assault. She then moaned and readjusted my head, such that when she leaned forwards, my head was again thrust into her cleavage. Her lips got close to my ear. “I feel your love,” whispered into my ear. “And I have to admit, I feel for you too, Foxy. As much as I love thrills, I can’t help but enjoy a vulnerable little boy. Seeing you get so flustered just from getting a peak of my ass… I’ve been a little indulgent with myself around you. I may be a thief, but I’m extra greedy for the look on your face whenever you see my perfect form~” She let out a light chuckle as she continued rubbing me down there. “Can’t even fight off your feelings in a place like this~” She smiled and pulled away from me, allowing my face freedom from her breasts as she looked down on me, giving me the distinct impression of a hungry lion looming over her kill. “I’ve taken your virginity, you’re first kiss, I’ve even taken your heart,” she listed. “Isn’t that about right, Foxy~?” I was left panting, still recovering from the trip to her cleavage. I looked up at her, trying to settle down as she explained. And as I looked into her eyes, I felt… my resistance fleeing. I felt all of my barriers had broken down as I grew to accept her feelings for me… “P-Please…” I muttered. “Finish me…” Rouge grinned widely at my submission. With that, she quickly gyrated her hips, up and down, up and down. I blushed harder and harder and panted as she continued beating down on me. I gasped with each downwards thrust, my whole chair shaking with each of her moves. Her breasts bounced from her movements, and all throughout she shifted her weight just right to put the pressure on me. Squishing the underside to pin it to my belly, scooping it up so her cheeks can play with it, I even felt her teasingly poke the tip against her covered backdoor. She repeated her movements into a sort of rhythm, and soon I felt bold enough to grip her sides as she rode me. My jaw was dropped and my eyes were rolled into the back of my head. Rouge was more than willing to take the opportunity, and so she lunged in, kissing me lip to lip. My moans were muffled by her mouth, and I could feel her moan as well as she assailed my lips. Once she was sucking my lips, I felt my limit approach. I brought my hands down to cup her large butt, holding onto it like it were some kind of life preserver. Her eyes seemed to light up at that. I think she realized what was happening. And by the look in her eyes, she was anticipating it. No… she was longing for it! She brought her hands back, and cupped my cheeks, holding me tightly against her face as she danced on top of my lap. Faster. Faster! FASTER! I’m screaming into her mouth as she beats away at me! I felt my hips pump a little to fulfill my desire for the end. With that, and a final squeal, I felt the gates giveaway to the flood. My poor slacks… With that, she held the kiss for a few more seconds, before pulling off. There, she got off of the chair, wiping at the slight stain on the back of her dress as she looked over my form, limp from the stimulation she put me through. She, meanwhile, had her hands on her hips proudly as she looked over me, my vision starting to black out. … … … “Ugh…” I moaned as I sat up. I rubbed at my forehead, and took down my hand. There, I saw a slight red smudge on the palm of my hand. I looked on it confused, until I remembered what happened last night. I groaned and facepalmed, realizing I was played. As I did, my mental faculties were returning, and I understood a few things. One, I wasn’t near that fountain. Two, I wasn’t in my tuxedo. In fact, I wasn’t in anything. Uh oh. I got out of the bed I was on, and looked around, the room appearing to be similar to the room Rouge showed me when she took me to her hideout. I guess this was a room off of that one. So, I approached the closest door I saw, and opened it. And there, I saw Rouge, dressed in her usual thief suit, apparently waiting in front of me. “Rouge!” “Fun night last night, wasn’t it?” she said. “I tried to get at the makeup, but a handkerchief can only do so much.” “Oh…” I groaned. I could only imagine what my face looked like now. “Don’t feel too bad,” Rouge said, rubbing my shoulder. “You look cute in red~” I blushed at that and turned away. Though, that didn’t stop Rouge from hugging me from behind. “Come on, you’re not really upset, are you?” “…” I kept quiet for a little, though I thought back to last night. And as I did, I realized how in control she was. I may’ve been scared a few times, but Rouge definitely made sure I would survive that night. I guess the only weird parts were when she did that lewd stuff. And even then, it was… it was kind of nice… “…No, I’m not.” Rouge smiled, and held me close. She rested her chin on my shoulder and nuzzled against my cheek. “Mmm, I love you, Tails~”