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The night was still young. The sun had barely begun to set, its powerful golden rays colliding over every surface it could reach. Rouge hummed as she walked down the empty street, her eyes narrowed and her lips stuck in their sharp smirk. The sound of her heels clicking, and the muffled music of every bar she passed caused her ears to twitch.
However, they were mostly dead set on the sound of her partner talking mindlessly. Sonic bounced on his heels as his paws waved aimlessly in the air to emphasize his words, a beaming grin on his face as well. Rouge wasn't exactly paying attention to the specifics, but she enjoyed her partner's rambling anyway.
It was Friday night, which meant an entire weekend off from GUN, and thus, hours of drinking, strobe lights, and sex.
Usually Rouge would go alone on her weekend adventures, opting to drink and flirt until she could barely hold her own head up. Sonic never came with, as he was always the one to pick her up and offer his services to make her feel better when they got home- a nice warm bath with a side of painkillers at three in the morning? Oh yes, sign her up.
Why was it different this time, you may ask? Well, Rouge offered up a deal Sonic just couldn't refuse. For just the price of Rouge offering to pay for every drink, Sonic would come with and they'd have awesome sex afterwards. Now, why was this the deal? It seemed like something partners would do for each other on a normal day.
Sonic was always the bottom. Rouge loved to destroy her favorite toy from the inside out, whether it was stuffing her partner's pussy with toys, her tongue, or both. It might as well be her own private fetish: Sonic, on his knees, in some kind of sub position as she ravished him. Rouge licked her lips at the mere thought.
Tonight, she'd let Sonic be the top. The bat already knew it wouldn't last long, however. The azure hedgehog was as submissive as could be. That's why she offered this little deal in the first place. It got lonely drinking by herself, so what better way to fix that than to manipulate her way to get what she wants?
It's not as though Sonic wasn't aware of the fact. Oh yes, Rouge knew that Sonic already knew her game. But Sonic always did love a challenge.
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The bar they picked was some cheap corner hotshot, but that didn't make it any less thrilling, nerve-buzzing. The bat tugged down on her short-lengthed latex dress. The wine red made her golden jewelry pop, Sonic said. She wore black mesh tights on her thighs. Her partner wore a matching red mesh shirt with no sleeves, a black leather jacket over it, and flared latex pants.
Unfortunately, Rouge couldn't get him to wear any other shoes besides his normal, grass-stained sneakers. Eugh.
Rouge gave herself and Sonic a once-over before nodding in approval. They were hot, and were sure to get attention from the entire club. Just what she wanted. It wouldn't be a fair game without some... competition. A small, delirious giggle erupted from her mouth, and the blue speedster raised a brow before opening the door.
Instantly, bright strobe lights and loud music washed over them. Mobians and humans alike all jumped and bounced together throughout the crowded space, the DJ hyping everyone up on the stage. Rouge grabbed Sonic's paw and made a beeline for the actual bar, her eyes dead set on getting plastered.
Hey, she may be up to no good, but that didn't mean she couldn't be drunk doing it.
The bat sat on the barstool and shoved the downy hedgehog into the one on her left, her hand already up and waving one of the bartenders over. Sonic pressed his ears flat to his head as the crowd screamed at the new song, his lips curled in a barely-there grimace.
Leaning into Rouge's side, he exclaimed, "wow, you really know how to pick em!" He peered into the drink set in front of him, utterly lost.
Oh, this was going to be amazing. rogue knew her beloved wasn't a big fan of drinking, hence why he never came, but she had never been so ecstatic to change that. She crossed her legs and squeezed, already wet at the thought of what was soon to come.
Smirking, she pressed her lips to a flicking blue ear and replied, "Oh honey, you don't even know! Now, pick that up and taste it!"
She watched with a gleam in her eye as Sonic did as told. He pressed the shot glass to his lips and chugged it as he threw his head back. The glass slammed on the table as he grimaced, tongue poked out in a sneer. He side eyed his lover and retorted, "Gross, Rouge. Did you really order me whiskey?"
She shrugged and placed her cheek on her fist. "What can I say? Whiskey's a great first drink for someone as sober as you." She chuckled and took a swig of her own shot. It was strong, but that was the point. If she was going to be wasting all her money tonight, might as well go for the strong stuff.
"Hey, uh, what else are we supposed to do here other than drink?" Sonic asked, his green eyes flittering about the space.
Rouge fluttered her wings behind her and leaned even closer. With a wink, she said, "Well, what do you think? Drink, dance, have fun, all the good stuff!" She raised a brow and smirked wider. "You do know how to dance, right?"
She delighted in the deep flush of Sonic's muzzle. Her thighs pressed together tighter, the lingerie she wore already soaked. The other looked away with a cough and a shrug. He muttered, "Uh, I guess? I haven't danced like this since I was, like, sixteen."
"Oh? Baby blue was a dancer? How come he doesn't now? Perhaps too shy?" If that were the case, then she'd really have to go big on the strong drinks. In order for this to work, she needed Sonic loose and ready.
Her lover just glared at her over his shoulder. He raised his hand to get the bartender's attention and ordered them a new round of shots. The bartender, an old white cat, nodded and got started. While they waited, they talked about their day and whatnot. It was incredibly boring.
Slowly, the bat slid her paw over Sonic's inner thigh and pressed her fingertips in, the soft flesh of her partner's thighs squishing under the pressure. Sonic jolted slightly, his words stammering, but never stopped. She narrowed her eyes and let her fingers crawl up between latex-clad legs, a wet heat welcoming her.
...Ah. Seemed she wasn't the only one aroused at this little deal. The cat came over and slid them their drinks. Rouge thanked the man and took three for herself before pushing the other three to Sonic's side. With a side eye, she pointed at them and demanded, "Drink, pretty boy. We're far from done."
She watched as the other visibly gulped and slowly downed all of them. She drank her own with a sick kind of glee, her body warm and tingly. After letting the alcohol sit in her gut for a few minutes, Rouge abruptly stood.
"I wanna dance," She stated. Grabbing Sonic's bicep- and squeezing it, she could never not do that- she continued, "C'mon, blue." The bat dragged her partner to the dance floor, in the middle of the crowd.
The azure speedster, for lack of a better word, looked anxious. His body was still tense as ever; the drinks hadn't kicked in yet, she noticed. One other reason why Sonic never drank was that they didn't actually do anything to him, at least, not for a while. She smirked. She just needed to give it some time.
A slow, yet powerful beat took over their senses, and Rouge felt herself shiver at the sultry music. It almost counted as something one would slow dance to, yet there was another beat under the main one that was more bouncy, yet sexy, dark. She dragged her paws up and down Sonic's chest and stomach before letting them go back to her sides.
"Just watch, handsome. Give it a minute. When the drinks kick in, feel free to join in," She whispered.
Rouge let herself go with the beat, hips and body swaying and moving damn near perfectly to the music. The alcohol messed with her vision, all the colors around her blurring together. Though only one color really shone through the rest. Cobalt blue covered most of her vision, or rather, her entire brain. At some point, Sonic joined in, his eyes dark and hands wandering as the bat grinded against him.
Amidst all the party goers and loud, booming music, Rouge had her eyes on one hedgehog in particular. His hips moved with the beat, body swaying in its drunken state.
Her mouth threatened to spread in a mirthful grin as teal orbs met forest green, the latter looking absolutely ravenous.
She couldn't wait to get a taste. Actually, she couldn't wait any longer. This game had gone on long enough. She could feel the arousal through her panties, soaking down her thighs and threatening to show on her dress. Sonic's devoted attention only made her more hungry. And upon looking, Sonic was in no better state.
The alcohol kicked in a while ago, with Sonic's face flushed a rosy red, him obviously not in the best control of his swaying body, and the fact that he hadn't stopped touching Rouge in the past ten minutes. He was gone, and Rouge had never been more horny.
The bat giggled and let her hands grope up her lover's chest and to his neck. She pulled him down and slurred in his ear, "Time to go home and give you what I promised." She licked a stripe up his neck and left a wet kiss before pulling him out of the bar by his wrist.
The run-or fly- back to her apartment was... well, they practically stumbled the whole way there. Not that it stopped either of them, seeing as they made it there in less than five minutes. As soon as the door to their home was opened, Sonic shoved his way inside and pulled Rouge into him.
He began kissing her neck, leaving soft nips and kitten licks over her jaw as they stumbled backwards into the hallway. His hands fumbled over the zipper on her back. Rouge giggled at his struggle and he growled softly in annoyance into her shoulder. When he got a hold of it, he all but tugged it off with as much desperation as he could.
Sonic yanked the dress off, helping Rouge slide her feet through the hole. Rouge reciprocated by undressing him as well, falling to her knees as she slowly, ever so slowly, pulled down his jeans. She kissed over the other’s wet mound before straightening back up.
Their clothes were left in the hallway as they made their way to the bedroom- finally. The woman gasped softly as she was pushed into the mattress, her legs forcefully spread and knees shoved to her shoulders. Sonic didn't waste any time in licking a hot stripe up her panties.
"Ohh, blue! Wait-!" Rouge tried to plead, but her words were interrupted with a loud whimper as her lover sucked her clit, hard.
The blue hedgehog shoved his snout into her pussy, licking and sucking like a man starved. He didn't bother to move the lingerie aside; it was thin and already soaked, causing it to be practically nonexistent. He laid down on his belly, between his partner's legs, and grabbed handfuls of her chubby thighs. His jaw moved expertly as he sucked and nipped.
His own moans could be heard, muffled through the wet fabric. Rouge loved when he went down on her like this. Sonic always had a silver tongue, but this was a lot. She'd never been eaten out with such fervor. It must be the alcohol... and if that were the case, then she'd have to take him with her to the bar more often.
After what seemed like years of Sonic sucking her clit through her panties, he finally hooked a claw over it and ripped through the fabric. His prize was right there. Rouge's sex was slick and pulsing with need and arousal. She smelled heavenly, and he was hungry. He looked up at teal eyes and didn't look away as he stuck out his tongue and circled the bud.
"Sonic- Sonic!" Rouge cried, her hips jumping at every little sensation. Unfortunately for her, Sonic kept them still and bent up, unable to move even an inch as he licked over her folds. The downy-furred speedster slowly pushed his tongue inside her cunt, flicking the tip of the muscle upwards. He set a slow but hard pace, tongue thrusting in and out.
All the while, Rogue wondered if she made a mistake, letting the other top. Sure, it felt super good, but she wasn't used to being the one controlled. Her stomach twisted in knots, already close. Her own hand flew down to press over her clit and swiped in fast circles. Sonic pushed his tongue in farther, the top of it sliding over her sweet spot.
Her eyes rolled back and her hips jumped up as she came, small bouts of squirt hitting Sonic in the face. He didn't let go, however, only went harder. Rouge pushed on his head, but it was futile. The wet muscle inside her suddenly slid out and licked over her pussy to get as much taste as he could, almost like he couldn't get enough.
Rouge's chest heaved up and down, her breath caught in her throat. Sonic never stopped nipping, sucking, eating, even as she let out an overstimulated whine. He only stopped when he grimaced, leaning back to pop his jaw. The bat took this opportunity to flip their positions with a flap of her wings, silver thighs resting on the sides of his face.
She smirked and sat her full weight over his muzzle. "Hope your ready, pretty boy," was all she uttered before she rolled her hips, moaning softly as Sonic opened his mouth wider and swept his tongue over her cunt. He angled his head up slightly so his nose bumped against her swollen clit just right.
Peach paws wrapped themselves over her thighs, pushing her closer to his face as he bobbed his head and ate her out until she came with a loud cry, her hand slapping the wall to keep herself upright. Her cunt felt so empty, fluttering around nothing but air. She sighed heavily and let her body fall to the side.
The cobalt speedster sat up and scooched to the edge of the bed, leaning down and grabbing something from under the mattress. When he came up, a small box of toys was sat in his lap. Rouge raised a brow but didn't say anything, letting Sonic take the lead. Her lover rolled his eyes and looked over the box and its contents.
After a minute of looking and rummaging, he took out the strap-on and a gag. The woman sat up and crawled the short distance towards him, draping her boy over his back. She brushed his quills off to the side so she didn't get pricked.
"Kinky," she began, "But you don't like using the strap. Want me to take over?" Rouge kissed over his jaw and neck as she spoke, a glint in her eyes.
'Please say yes', was all she could think about. Their deal may have been set before, but the alcohol still buzzed in her veins and clouded her mind with nothing but lust and longing. She imagined her sweet boy gagged and on his back, pussy stretched and filled with her cock. It didn't matter that Sonic being top was hot, when the thought of him being bottom was hotter.
Sonic hummed, his eyes wavering slightly, as he was drunk as well. His paws fidgeted with the strap for a moment, then he sighed, tossing the thing into her lap. His paws were already unstrapping the buckles to the gag, and Rouge couldn't help but let out a small purr of approval. She slid off the bed and stepped into the strap, bucking it into place and adjusting the fabric that now adorned her hips.
Her chest never stopped with the clicky purrs, small, quiet moans, and drunken giggles as she got ready. She rummaged through the box and grabbed the dildo that attached to the strap, a soft pink that was a good seven inches and girthy as hell. There was even a remote that controlled vibrations, both inside the dildo and on the inner side of the strap for her clit.
Grabbing the remote as well, she turned it to level two and huffed as her puffy clit was instantly met with overstimulation. It would have to suffice. She looked up and watched with widened eyes as Sonic laid on his back, legs spread and three fingers already inside his cunt, thrusting harsh and fast as his own eyes looked over her body like she was a piece of candy.
Sonic's moans and purrs were muffled from the gag, causing Rouge's pussy to pulse with want. The sounds of her lover's wet cunt went straight to her stomach. She pumped the silicone cock once, twice, then crawled into bed and between Sonic's spread thighs. Her paws slid over the downy fur with purpose, claws scraping softly over the backs of his thighs.
"Sweet boy, you're so perfect," She mumbled. Both stared into each other's eyes for a moment before green ones fluttered and rolled back, muffled whines filling the space. Rouge peered down and noticed the increasingly wet schlick her lover's pussy made as he went faster, his own thighs jumping and rolling into his hand.
Rouge giggled and watched, her belly fluttering with heat and butterflies. Sonic came not even a minute later, squirting over his own hand and wrist. The bat shoved his hand away and slapped her fingers over his engorged clit, earning herself more squirt to come from Sonic's sex. She dragged them through his folds and shoved her middle finger inside, humming at the loose walls.
"Good boy, all nice and ready for me," she all but moaned. Rouge leaned down and spit right over the pulsing, wet hole, before fingering it inside. Sonic keened at the sudden action, his toes curling as Rouge did it a few more times. The woman noticed this and grinned, sharp and mean.
In a sudden motion, she leaned over him and moved the gag to the side and grabbed Sonic by the jaw, forcing his mouth open. Whispering softly, she demanded, "Open," and spit inside his mouth. The other's body stilled and shook, eyes rolled up as he came once more. Rouge patted his cheek and gently moved the gag back into place, giggling when Sonic groaned.
"So obedient for me, baby... Can you handle my cock? Will you cry, shake, or both?" Rouge wondered aloud. Her paws slid up and down the blue hedgehog's stomach and waist a few times, her claws leaving thin red lines over peach fur. She took extra care to massage the twin pink scars before leaning down to gently kiss both.
"So pretty, I can't wait to hear you beg."
She lined up the silicone tip to the puffy hole, thrusting it in a few times to let her partner get used to the stretch. After a few seconds, she slowly pushed in until her waist met Sonic's hips. Rouge adjusted herself so her elbows and forearms rested on either side of the blue speedster's head, breasts pushed against his chest.
Slowly, she rolled her hips, and instantly whined as the sucker on the inside of the strap rubbed against her bud. It made her clench her teeth at the slight burn, but she kept it on. She wanted- no, needed to come with her baby blue. With that thought in mind, silver-furred hips thrusted faster, a loud, wet squelch reverberating in the humid air.
Sonic's hands, shaking and trembling, made their way up to Rouge's shoulders. He pulled her down and whined through the gag, all but begging for a kiss. The bat chuckled and simply pecked over the rubber ball, delighting in the annoyed huff she received. In return for his... behavior, she snapped her hips upwards and angled the tip to his sweet spot.
The cobalt hedgehog keened loudly, spit falling down the sides of his cheeks. Green eyes fluttered closed. Rouge could see his breaths getting quicker, how his ears folded down submissively. A part of her was slightly disappointed; she wished she could feel his walls clenching around her. But oh well, this would have to suffice.
She straightened her back and grabbed blue hips, pulling him closer as she began to roughly thrust, both of their slick making the sound loud and messy. Moans and squeals filled the air alongside the sound of their conjoinment, adding to their lust. There was something about hearing one's lover making such sweet, unfiltered sounds. Rouge could feel her groin fill with heat.
The air was hot, tense, and humid. Sweat dripped down their backs as they rolled their waists to meet each other in the middle. Sonic's claws ripped through the blanket he clutched. His pussy was so full, it felt so amazing to be filled again. And with the alcohol in his system, it felt like his body was floating.
"MMf, Rouge!" He cried so sweetly, words muffled. Small beads of tears flowed down his flushed muzzle. So pretty. "Please, please, 'm close!" Sonic moaned, just as his hips jumped at the harsh smack of his lover's hips.
A small voice inside Rouge's head begged her to keep going, to make him cry, whine, begbegbeg- But she was close, she was tired, and Sonic obviously was as well. She exhaled shakily and pressed her thumb onto the other's swollen bud, making quick, harsh circles. The reaction she got was instant.
Sonic's back arched like a bow, eyes rolled back as his body twitched with its release. A loud scream of what she thought was her name could be heard throughout the entire neighborhood. Just looking at her beloved's fucked out face was enough to make her own pussy clench around nothing as she climaxed, hips stopping to grind into Sonic's cervix once, twice.
Both lovers let their body go lax, with the bat falling onto the azure speedster groaning softly as her weight toppled over him. He whined, waist and hips twitching. Rouge slowly pulled out, licking her lips as she watched slick pool out of her lover's delicious, puffy cunt. She groaned as she crawled of the bed and stood, back popping in multiple places.
"Agh, i'm getting too old to top. My back's killing me," Rogue huffed halfheartedly. She removed the dildo from the strap and set it on the nightstand to clean later. Then she grabbed the remote and turned off the vibrations, tossing it back into the box. The strap was the next to go, slick pooled over the inside. She grimaced and placed it next to the pink silicone cock.
An annoyed hum made her ears twitch. Looking over, Sonic had rolled onto his side and was pointing at the gag. The bat laughed tiredly and unbuckled it, leaving a few pecks over swollen, saliva-slicked lips. She mumbled a sorry into his jawline before putting that gag back into the box.
"Shower? Or are ya ready for bed?" Sonic's rough voice mumbled into the comfortable silence.
Rouge took note of hers and Sonic's state. She was fine, other than dried slick on her thighs and sweaty fur, but her boyfriend looked absolutely wrecked. Messy quills, flushed face, wavering, tired eyes, and messy fur that was slicked down with leftover arousal and sweat. She hummed and smiled.
"No, we can go to bed. I might want some morning sex, so there's no point in wasting any water," She muttered as she crawled into bed.
The blue hedgehog huffed at the teasing. He made himself the big spoon by lacing his arm over her waist, pulling her close to his chest. He licked over the fur of her nape and shoulder blade, leaving small nips and kisses as he groomed her fur. Her chest vibrated with a quiet purr as she fell into a deep, peaceful slumber.