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Kit provides.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Surge needs some stress relief after a particularly annoying training session. Kit provides.", "writing": "Surge was crushing it. The green-furred tenrec raced through her training course as electricity sparked around her, lighting up her blue eyes, and arcing off the metal walls around her. She ran around a tight corner, hopping onto the wall so she could use her powerful legs to propel her athletic body forward, fist driving its way through the chassis of a robot that blocked her path.\n\nShe could see the exit of the course just ahead of her. She charged forward, ignoring the bots that came after her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see watery tendrils grasping the robots that reached for her, pulling them back into piles of rust so that her way was clear. \n\nTen more feet. Nine. Eight. Lightning arced around her feet, giving her that last boost she needed to leap forward, clear through the door, just as a buzzer sounded.\n\n``Yes!'' Surge cried, pumping one fist in the air as she hopped up in excitement. ``Made it through just in time!'' As she relaxed, she stood there at her full height, three foot tall, average for a mobian. Her body was slim on top, though her legs were muscular. She wore simple clothes, a black shirt with torn off sleeves and baggy yellow pants with a black stripe down the sides. She also wore white gloves with metal spikes around the wrists and yellow shoes with metal plates and spikes on the soles, the metal in place to help her control her lightning. Her green quills were pulled back into a high ponytail, the black band keeping them in place also studded with metal. That wasn't as necessary, but she liked the look.\n\n``Are you certain about that?'' an all too familiar voice asked as her boss, Dr. Starline, stepped out of the shadows. Creepy fucker really loved a dramatic entrance. The platypus fiddled with a stopwatch as he looked down at Surge, amber eyes unimpressed behind his tiny orange glasses. He was tall at about five feet, thin, dressed all fancy-like with a satin purple shirt and red vest. He always had a brown glove on his hand, which matched the brown pointy boots he wore. He kept his white fur with its one gray streak combed neatly over his head like he was trying to impress someone. Surge never knew why. It was just her and Kit.\n\nSurge felt a twinge of unease deep in her stomach, a little flicker of fear that she wasn't good enough, wasn't fast enough, wasn't strong enough, but she forced an easy grin onto her face anyways as she waved her hand dismissively. ``Eh, I made it out before the buzzer, didn't I?''\n\n``You did, but you left your partner behind,'' Starline replied, glancing back into the corridor to see a sheepish blue fennec kneeling, just feet away from the doorway. ``Yes, he's there to help you, but he can't keep helping you if you just leave him behind, can he?''\n\n``It's all right,'' Kit, the fennec, called out. He stood up slowly, brushing himself off. He was also a short kid, about two feet tall. He wore his hydro pack, but beyond that, not much more than his own white gloves and yellow boots, designed to match Surge's. His underbelly was white, same color as his muzzle, and his tail hung heavy behind him. His thick blue fur always seemed to be waterlogged, with his long bangs constantly hanging into his eyes and his large ears drooping behind him. ``I can save myself.''\n\n``No, you can't,'' Starline snapped, eyes narrowing. ``And look at these bots. Half of them are still functional! Are you really going to leave Sonic alive?''\n\nThe mention of the blue hedgehog, her archenemy, had Surge's fists clenching, anger lancing hot through her. ``No. Never.''\n\n``Then you failed,'' Starline replied, his voice clipped, simple. ``We'll try again tomorrow. Go to your room for the night.''\n\nSurge narrowed her eyes, but before she could say anything else, Starline turned and simply walked away, dismissing her with a wave of his hand without even looking at her. She frowned and stormed off down the corridor, heading to the room she shared with Kit.\n\nKit quickly followed behind her, scurrying to keep up with her. He followed her into their room, a sparse concrete room with just a couple of cots set up as makeshift beds. ``You - I thought you did good, ma'am.''\n\nSurge sat down on her bed with a huff, kicking off her shoes as she did. ``Whatever, kid.''\n\nKit willingly knelt in front of her, his eyes wide as he glanced up at her. ``Do you, um, do you need ...''\n\nSurge just rolled her eyes. She lifted up her hips from her bed and grabbed her pants by the waistband, quickly shoving them off to reveal her cock, all nine inches of it hard and throbbing with need. Her mind was racing with emotions, her body flooded with adrenaline, and she just wanted to cum. ``Just get sucking, Drippy,'' she muttered as she let her quills down from her ponytail and peeled off her tank top.\n\nShe didn't know, or really care. If Starline was aware of her dick. He probably knew - creepy fucker probably had cameras in their bedroom. She didn't even know if she had it since before she came to live here.\n\nIn fact, if she thought about her life before coming to live here, before her world was metal walls and unending tests, her mind got fuzzy and her head started hurting ...but then, she felt a tongue on her cock, snapping her back to reality and what really mattered. Getting off.\n\nKit was on his knees, his mouth around the head of Surge's cock as he licked and sucked at her. His hands wrapped around her shaft, lightly stroking as he lapped his tongue against the head of her cock.\n\nSurge sighed, relaxing back on the bed as she let her sidekick take care of her frustration. She was grateful that the fennec was so devoted to her. Made her missions a lot easier when she had someone who'd dive into the line of fire to protect her, and work out her stress afterwards. But right now ... fuck, that just meant Starline was right, that she hadn't succeeded if she'd left him behind. If there was one thing she hated more than failing, it was the do- \n\nKit's hands slowly moved up and down her shaft, breaking her thoughts, varying pressures as he moved, knowing just how to keep Surge hard, how to just barely tease her and keep her mind distracted, away from the swirling thoughts and confusion in her brain. His fingers slipped down to her balls, gently caressing the hefty sack, drawing soft gasps out of her mouth.\n\nSurge's anger slipped away with every pass of Kit's tongue over the head of her cock, replaced by growing need and desire. She groaned as she lifted her hips up from the bed, slowly thrusting farther into Kit's muzzle.\n\nKit glanced up at her, his fuschia eyes glowing just slightly. Surge just smiled at him, one hand on top of his head, just a light touch, letting him know he was doing a good job - which turned into a tough grip, keeping him in place as she continued to move at a steady pace, in and out, feeling his tongue move around her cock in abstract patterns.\n\nFuck, she needed this. She needed her partner. If she lost him - if she left him behind on a real mission - had no one to help her aft-\n\nHer movements slowed as she sank into her thoughts. She didn't notice Kit's eyes begin to glow, or tendrils of water sneak out from his hydro pack. She just kept her hand on his head, her own head tilted back, eyes closed, until suddenly those tendrils wrapped warm and wet around the base of her shaft, just the last two inches or so.\n\nSurge gasped suddenly, her hips picking up speed again as she fucked his mouth, his tendrils. The water was warm, providing tight, rolling pressure all along the length of her cock. It felt like more tongues against her, a dozen tongues all licking, stroking, taking care of her. She groaned again, lifting her head to watch her cock twitch through the tendrils of water.\n\nShe could see the motion of the water flowing around her cock, stroking her, as Kit bobbed his head, lips brushing over the ridge of the head over and over again. He was still teasing her, still doing his best to make every motion chase away those thoughts in her head. A few of those watery tendrils gently caressed her thighs, but Kit stayed focused on the main attraction, knowing from experience just how to lick her to make her feel good. But those good little licks and strokes were starting to tease.\n\nHer arousal and desire grew as he kept teasing her, kept the steady pressure but not enough on her cock as he stroked and licked and didn't quite suck ... Surge reached for him, gently holding her hands to the back of his head.\n\nShe pulled his head close, forcing her cock deeper into his muzzle, down his throat. The water tendrils were crushed by the sudden force, falling into simple wet splashes on Surge's thighs, dripping onto the floor. She didn't care, just kept pulling Kit closer, groaning as she felt more of her cock wrapped in the warmth of his throat.\n\nKit didn't complain, just kept moving his tongue along the bottom of her shaft, taking her deeper in as his throat tightened around her with each gag and swallow. His fuschia eyes kept glowing, drops of water shakily lifting from the ground and caressing Surge's balls.\n\nSurge gripped Kit's head tightly, sliding him back and forth along her cock, using him like a toy as she fucked away her stress. Fuck that was good, tight and wet and warm and a good, familiar hole for her to use. Kit really was good to her. And fuck, she deserved to fuck a hole as good as this, after how well she'd done. \n\nShe lifted her hips from the bed, fucking into his throat, feeling the pressure in her balls tighten as she pushed forward, just a little more, a little more, more -\n\n``Fuck!'' she cried out as she came, holding Kit's head down as she pumped loads and loads of hot white cum down his throat, just a few spurts leaking from the sides of his muzzle. ``Fuck ...''\n\nSurge's grip on Kit's head slackened as she relaxed, gliding her fingers slowly through his thick fur instead of holding him down - but he didn't let go. He kept his muzzle against her, snout buried against her lower stomach as he throated her cock, still gently swallowing even though all the cum she'd released was definitely in his belly now.\n\nHe pulled back slowly, his tongue still licking all around her, but when he reached the head of her cock, he bobbed down again. He returned to that same steady pace, licking along her still-sensitive shaft, not letting her get soft as he just kept stimulating her. His hands were at the base of her cock, and her balls, softly, gently stroking, coaxing another glob of cum to leak out onto his tongue.\n\nSurge groaned, feeling Kit's tongue lick broadly against the head of her cock as he swallowed that cum, as he explored her to make sure he'd gotten every drop. Her head was fuzzy, her body boneless, every part of her flooded with sensation. Every lick against her cock sent wild shocks through her body, sparking her more than her electricity ever did. She had no idea how long she stayed here, Kit's mouth around her, licking and sucking and milking every single drop of cum out of her full balls.\n\nShe felt pressure growing in her balls again, the fuzziness in her head building to a secondary peak that made her see white for just a moment as Kit sucked her fucking soul out through her cock. Her body convulsed, hips lifting up to meet his mouth as she gasped and pumped everything she had left in her balls straight down his throat, sliding hot and warm into his belly.\n\nKit pulled back slowly, his tongue gliding along the underside of Surge's still-twitching cock. White cum dripped from his muzzle onto his fur as he wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes no longer glowing.\n\n``I ... I hope that helped,'' Kit murmured as he reached to pick up his hydro pack. He walked across the room to his own bed, carefully setting the hydro pack on its stand to recharge before fluffing his pillow.\n\n``Yeah,'' Surge said as she flopped back onto her bed, her mind and balls blissfully empty. ``It did.''\n\nShe laid there for a few minutes, cock growing limp as it laid against her belly, which rose and fell with her deep breaths. Across the room, Kit was going through the motions of preparing to go to bed, brushing his teeth, turning down his bedsheets.\n\n``Hey,'' Surge said, lifting up her head. She hesitated as Kit glanced over at her, a hopeful smile on his face, until she finally managed to say, ``Good night.''\n\n``Good night, ma'am,'' Kit said, smiling widely.\n\nSurge turned away from him, relaxing in her own bed, and let herself have a small smile.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Surge was crushing it. The green-furred tenrec raced through her training course as electricity sparked around her, lighting up her blue eyes, and arcing off the metal walls around her. She ran around a tight corner, hopping onto the wall so she could use her powerful legs to propel her athletic body forward, fist driving its way through the chassis of a robot that blocked her path.

She could see the exit of the course just ahead of her. She charged forward, ignoring the bots that came after her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see watery tendrils grasping the robots that reached for her, pulling them back into piles of rust so that her way was clear.

Ten more feet. Nine. Eight. Lightning arced around her feet, giving her that last boost she needed to leap forward, clear through the door, just as a buzzer sounded.

``Yes!'' Surge cried, pumping one fist in the air as she hopped up in excitement. ``Made it through just in time!'' As she relaxed, she stood there at her full height, three foot tall, average for a mobian. Her body was slim on top, though her legs were muscular. She wore simple clothes, a black shirt with torn off sleeves and baggy yellow pants with a black stripe down the sides. She also wore white gloves with metal spikes around the wrists and yellow shoes with metal plates and spikes on the soles, the metal in place to help her control her lightning. Her green quills were pulled back into a high ponytail, the black band keeping them in place also studded with metal. That wasn't as necessary, but she liked the look.

``Are you certain about that?'' an all too familiar voice asked as her boss, Dr. Starline, stepped out of the shadows. Creepy fucker really loved a dramatic entrance. The platypus fiddled with a stopwatch as he looked down at Surge, amber eyes unimpressed behind his tiny orange glasses. He was tall at about five feet, thin, dressed all fancy-like with a satin purple shirt and red vest. He always had a brown glove on his hand, which matched the brown pointy boots he wore. He kept his white fur with its one gray streak combed neatly over his head like he was trying to impress someone. Surge never knew why. It was just her and Kit.

Surge felt a twinge of unease deep in her stomach, a little flicker of fear that she wasn't good enough, wasn't fast enough, wasn't strong enough, but she forced an easy grin onto her face anyways as she waved her hand dismissively. ``Eh, I made it out before the buzzer, didn't I?''

``You did, but you left your partner behind,'' Starline replied, glancing back into the corridor to see a sheepish blue fennec kneeling, just feet away from the doorway. ``Yes, he's there to help you, but he can't keep helping you if you just leave him behind, can he?''

``It's all right,'' Kit, the fennec, called out. He stood up slowly, brushing himself off. He was also a short kid, about two feet tall. He wore his hydro pack, but beyond that, not much more than his own white gloves and yellow boots, designed to match Surge's. His underbelly was white, same color as his muzzle, and his tail hung heavy behind him. His thick blue fur always seemed to be waterlogged, with his long bangs constantly hanging into his eyes and his large ears drooping behind him. ``I can save myself.''

``No, you can't,'' Starline snapped, eyes narrowing. ``And look at these bots. Half of them are still functional! Are you really going to leave Sonic alive?''

The mention of the blue hedgehog, her archenemy, had Surge's fists clenching, anger lancing hot through her. ``No. Never.''

``Then you failed,'' Starline replied, his voice clipped, simple. ``We'll try again tomorrow. Go to your room for the night.''

Surge narrowed her eyes, but before she could say anything else, Starline turned and simply walked away, dismissing her with a wave of his hand without even looking at her. She frowned and stormed off down the corridor, heading to the room she shared with Kit.

Kit quickly followed behind her, scurrying to keep up with her. He followed her into their room, a sparse concrete room with just a couple of cots set up as makeshift beds. ``You - I thought you did good, ma'am.''

Surge sat down on her bed with a huff, kicking off her shoes as she did. ``Whatever, kid.''

Kit willingly knelt in front of her, his eyes wide as he glanced up at her. ``Do you, um, do you need ...''

Surge just rolled her eyes. She lifted up her hips from her bed and grabbed her pants by the waistband, quickly shoving them off to reveal her cock, all nine inches of it hard and throbbing with need. Her mind was racing with emotions, her body flooded with adrenaline, and she just wanted to cum. ``Just get sucking, Drippy,'' she muttered as she let her quills down from her ponytail and peeled off her tank top.

She didn't know, or really care. If Starline was aware of her dick. He probably knew - creepy fucker probably had cameras in their bedroom. She didn't even know if she had it since before she came to live here.

In fact, if she thought about her life before coming to live here, before her world was metal walls and unending tests, her mind got fuzzy and her head started hurting ...but then, she felt a tongue on her cock, snapping her back to reality and what really mattered. Getting off.

Kit was on his knees, his mouth around the head of Surge's cock as he licked and sucked at her. His hands wrapped around her shaft, lightly stroking as he lapped his tongue against the head of her cock.

Surge sighed, relaxing back on the bed as she let her sidekick take care of her frustration. She was grateful that the fennec was so devoted to her. Made her missions a lot easier when she had someone who'd dive into the line of fire to protect her, and work out her stress afterwards. But right now ... fuck, that just meant Starline was right, that she hadn't succeeded if she'd left him behind. If there was one thing she hated more than failing, it was the do-

Kit's hands slowly moved up and down her shaft, breaking her thoughts, varying pressures as he moved, knowing just how to keep Surge hard, how to just barely tease her and keep her mind distracted, away from the swirling thoughts and confusion in her brain. His fingers slipped down to her balls, gently caressing the hefty sack, drawing soft gasps out of her mouth.

Surge's anger slipped away with every pass of Kit's tongue over the head of her cock, replaced by growing need and desire. She groaned as she lifted her hips up from the bed, slowly thrusting farther into Kit's muzzle.

Kit glanced up at her, his fuschia eyes glowing just slightly. Surge just smiled at him, one hand on top of his head, just a light touch, letting him know he was doing a good job - which turned into a tough grip, keeping him in place as she continued to move at a steady pace, in and out, feeling his tongue move around her cock in abstract patterns.

Fuck, she needed this. She needed her partner. If she lost him - if she left him behind on a real mission - had no one to help her aft-

Her movements slowed as she sank into her thoughts. She didn't notice Kit's eyes begin to glow, or tendrils of water sneak out from his hydro pack. She just kept her hand on his head, her own head tilted back, eyes closed, until suddenly those tendrils wrapped warm and wet around the base of her shaft, just the last two inches or so.

Surge gasped suddenly, her hips picking up speed again as she fucked his mouth, his tendrils. The water was warm, providing tight, rolling pressure all along the length of her cock. It felt like more tongues against her, a dozen tongues all licking, stroking, taking care of her. She groaned again, lifting her head to watch her cock twitch through the tendrils of water.

She could see the motion of the water flowing around her cock, stroking her, as Kit bobbed his head, lips brushing over the ridge of the head over and over again. He was still teasing her, still doing his best to make every motion chase away those thoughts in her head. A few of those watery tendrils gently caressed her thighs, but Kit stayed focused on the main attraction, knowing from experience just how to lick her to make her feel good. But those good little licks and strokes were starting to tease.

Her arousal and desire grew as he kept teasing her, kept the steady pressure but not enough on her cock as he stroked and licked and didn't quite suck ... Surge reached for him, gently holding her hands to the back of his head.

She pulled his head close, forcing her cock deeper into his muzzle, down his throat. The water tendrils were crushed by the sudden force, falling into simple wet splashes on Surge's thighs, dripping onto the floor. She didn't care, just kept pulling Kit closer, groaning as she felt more of her cock wrapped in the warmth of his throat.

Kit didn't complain, just kept moving his tongue along the bottom of her shaft, taking her deeper in as his throat tightened around her with each gag and swallow. His fuschia eyes kept glowing, drops of water shakily lifting from the ground and caressing Surge's balls.

Surge gripped Kit's head tightly, sliding him back and forth along her cock, using him like a toy as she fucked away her stress. Fuck that was good, tight and wet and warm and a good, familiar hole for her to use. Kit really was good to her. And fuck, she deserved to fuck a hole as good as this, after how well she'd done.

She lifted her hips from the bed, fucking into his throat, feeling the pressure in her balls tighten as she pushed forward, just a little more, a little more, more -

``Fuck!'' she cried out as she came, holding Kit's head down as she pumped loads and loads of hot white cum down his throat, just a few spurts leaking from the sides of his muzzle. ``Fuck ...''

Surge's grip on Kit's head slackened as she relaxed, gliding her fingers slowly through his thick fur instead of holding him down - but he didn't let go. He kept his muzzle against her, snout buried against her lower stomach as he throated her cock, still gently swallowing even though all the cum she'd released was definitely in his belly now.

He pulled back slowly, his tongue still licking all around her, but when he reached the head of her cock, he bobbed down again. He returned to that same steady pace, licking  along her still-sensitive shaft, not letting her get soft as he just kept stimulating her. His hands were at the base of her cock, and her balls, softly, gently stroking, coaxing another glob of cum to leak out onto his tongue.

Surge groaned, feeling Kit's tongue lick broadly against the head of her cock as he swallowed that cum, as he explored her to make sure he'd gotten every drop. Her head was fuzzy, her body boneless, every part of her flooded with sensation. Every lick against her cock sent wild shocks through her body, sparking her more than her electricity ever did. She had no idea how long she stayed here, Kit's mouth around her, licking and sucking and milking every single drop of cum out of her full balls.

She felt pressure growing in her balls again, the fuzziness in her head building to a secondary peak that made her see white for just a moment as Kit sucked her fucking soul out through her cock. Her body convulsed, hips lifting up to meet his mouth as she gasped and pumped everything she had left in her balls straight down his throat, sliding hot and warm into his belly.

Kit pulled back slowly, his tongue gliding along the underside of Surge's still-twitching cock. White cum dripped from his muzzle onto his fur as he wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes no longer glowing.

``I ... I hope that helped,'' Kit murmured as he reached to pick up his hydro pack. He walked across the room to his own bed, carefully setting the hydro pack on its stand to recharge before fluffing his pillow.

``Yeah,'' Surge said as she flopped back onto her bed, her mind and balls blissfully empty. ``It did.''

She laid there for a few minutes, cock growing limp as it laid against her belly, which rose and fell with her deep breaths. Across the room, Kit was going through the motions of preparing to go to bed, brushing his teeth, turning down his bedsheets.

``Hey,'' Surge said, lifting up her head. She hesitated as Kit glanced over at her, a hopeful smile on his face, until she finally managed to say, ``Good night.''

``Good night, ma'am,'' Kit said, smiling widely.

Surge turned away from him, relaxing in her own bed, and let herself have a small smile.

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