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Tails was seated in his workshop, a chair creaking softly beneath him. His hands, deft and skilled from years of repair work, tossed a well-worn baseball into the air, catching it with ease. The shop, once a bustling hub of broken toasters and flickering TVs, was now quiet. Too quiet.The lack of clients didn't bother Tails. He'd worked hard to build a reputation for quality and speed, and word of mouth was his best advertisement. But the silence was different this time. It was... boring. He'd fixed his own appliances, even those that weren't broken, just to keep his hands busy. He'd even started teaching himself to knit, but that was a disaster. His tails were not meant for such delicate work
Tucked in a nearby corner, gathering dust, was an arcade game, a birthday gift from Sonic a few months ago. It was a classic, its vibrant colors and familiar characters a stark contrast to the muted tones of Tails' workshop. Sonic had been busy, his missions taking him around the world, and the fox hadn't seen his best friend in what felt like ages.Tails set the baseball down on his workbench, the familiar feel of the leather under his fingers grounding him. He stood, the chair groaning in relief as it was freed from his weight. His tails, which had been swishing idly behind him, stilled for a moment before starting their rhythmic dance again as he crossed the room
The arcade game stood tall and proud, its cabinet a beacon of color amidst the utilitarian tones of the workshop. Tails ran a hand over the smooth, cool surface, a small smile playing on his lips as he remembered Sonic's grin when he'd gifted it. "A little something to keep you company while I'm gone," he'd said, ruffling Tails' fur.Tails pressed the start button, the familiar chime ringing out as the screen flickered to life. He fed in a few credits, the clunk of the mechanism a comforting sound in the otherwise silent shop. The game loaded, the familiar green hills and vibrant characters materializing on the screen. Tails flexed his fingers, ready to dive back into the world of loops and rings, of friends and adventure
Hours passed like minutes as Tails lost himself in the world of the game. He didn't notice the light fading outside, or the growling of his stomach. It was only when his fingers started to cramp and his eyes began to water that he finally paused the game, his character frozen mid-air on the screen.Tails, blinking away the lingering effects of the screen,and stretched his back popping audibly. He walked out of the workshop, the sun beaming down on him as he stepped onto the driveway, the warm stones radiating heat through the soles of his shoes
He walked up to the back porch of the house, the worn wood creaking softly under his feet. The screen door, slightly ajar, swayed gently in the breeze, the sound of its rusty hinge a familiar melody. Tails pushed it open, the door groaning as it swung inward, revealing the kitchen bathed in the warm, golden light of late afternoon.The kitchen, like the workshop, was a reflection of Tails' personality - organized, functional, and warm. The counters were clean, save for a small pile of unopened mail by the phone
Tails, drawn to the fridge like a magnet, pulled open the heavy door, the cool air inside a stark contrast to the warm afternoon. He reached for the jar of jelly, its familiar label greeting him like an old friend. With practiced ease, he grabbed the bread from the pantry, the peanut butter from the counter, and set to work on his classic PB & J sandwich.As he spread the peanut butter, the creamy substance resisting slightly before giving way under the pressure of his knife, Tails' mind wandered. He thought about the game, about the thrill of the loops and the challenge of the obstacles. He thought about Sonic, about the last time they'd played together, their laughter filling the room as they competed for the high score
He layered the jelly on top of the peanut butter, the red fruit spread glistening like a ruby against the golden brown of the bread. He thought about their adventures, about the times they'd fought side by side, about the times they'd simply run, just for the joy of it. He missed those times, missed the simplicity of their friendship, the ease with which they'd moved through the world together.Once he was done, he put the sandwiches together and took a bite, the familiar taste of peanut butter and jelly a comforting reminder of simpler times. He chewed slowly, savoring the taste, his eyes drifting out the window, watching the sun begin its descent. The kitchen fell silent, save for the soft ticking of the old clock on the wall and the distant hum of a lawnmower from next door
Tails, after finishing his sandwich, grabbed a glass of water from the tap, the cool liquid a refreshing contrast to the warm afternoon. He left the kitchen, the screen door slamming shut behind him, the sound echoing through the quiet house. He climbed the stairs, the worn wood creaking softly under his feet, the familiar smell of home filling his nostrils.At the top of the stairs, he turned left, walking down the narrow hallway towards his room. The door was slightly ajar, the faint light from the setting sun casting a warm glow onto the worn carpet. Tails pushed the door open, the hinges protesting softly, the room revealing itself in all its familiar chaos
Tails' bed was unmade, the sheets twisted and tangled, a stark contrast to the rest of the house. A few articles of clothing lay scattered on the floor, a testament to his recent lack of tidiness. He sighed, running a hand through his fur, his eyes scanning the room. He hadn't always been this way. In fact, he'd always prided himself on his organization, his ability to keep things neat and in order. But recently, it seemed like he'd lost that spark, that drive to keep things tidy. His room, once a reflection of his personality, now looked like a battlefield, a stark reminder of the changes in his life
Next to his bed was a dresser that had a picture of him and Sonic standing side by side, their smiles wide and carefree. The photo had been taken years back, when Tails would often tag along with Sonic on his many adventures. Those were simpler times, filled with laughter and excitement. Tails picked up the frame, his thumb tracing the outline of Sonic's face. He remembered the thrill of their adventures, the wind rushing through their fur as they sped through loops and over obstacles
He placed the frame back on the dresser, his reflection staring back at him in the glass.He understood that change was inevitable, that life was a journey filled with twists and turns. As much as he missed the fun times he had with Sonic, he knew that wanting a change in his life was bound to happen eventually. It was a natural progression, a sign of growth.Tails took a deep breath, his reflection in the glass gazing back at him with a sense of resolve. He placed the photo frame back on the dresser, straightening it slightly, a small attempt at reclaiming some order in his room. He turned away from the dresser, his eyes falling on his computer desk in the corner. The desk was cluttered with empty energy drink cans, discarded notes, and a disorganized mess of wires. He pushed aside some of the clutter, revealing the keyboard, and sat down, the old chair creaking under his weight
He booted up his computer, the familiar hum of the machine filling the room. The screen flickered to life, casting a cool glow on his face. He absentmindedly clicked on the internet browser icon, his mind still lingering on the changes in his life. He navigated to the search bar, his fingers hovering over the keys.A moment of hesitation passed before he typed in an adult site, the letters appearing on the screen one by one. He hit enter, the page loading with a soft beep. He leaned back in his chair, the worn-out fabric groaning in protest
He had discovered this habit in high school, a private way to release tension, to explore the sexual desires he didn't quite understand. He had always been curious, always eager to learn, and this was his way of satisfying that curiosity without anyone else knowing. It was his secret, his private world, separate from the rest of his life.He was about to click on one of the videos, his finger hovering over the trackpad, when he suddenly felt a pang of self-consciousness. He looked around his room, his eyes landing on a nearby box of tissues. He grabbed a handful, placing them on the desk next to the computer, a silent preparation for what was to come. He then turned his attention to the dresser, his gaze falling on the picture of him and Sonic. A wave of guilt washed over him, a stark reminder of the stark contrast between his current actions and the carefree image in the frame. He walked over to the dresser, his reflection in the glass staring back at him, judgmental and accusing. He picked up the frame, turning it face down on the dresser, a symbolic act of shutting out the past, of hiding his actions from the watchful eyes of his younger self. With a deep breath, he turned back to his computer, the weight of his secret pressing down on him as he prepared to dive back into his private world
He then clicked the video,his heart pounded in his chest as he watched, his eyes locked on the figure on the screen. His hand, seemingly of its own accord, slid down to his pants, fumbling with the button before pulling them down, his briefs following suit. His cock, already half-hard, sprang free, a bead of precum glistening at the tip. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, his fingers barely able to meet as he started to stroke slowly, his breath hitching in his throat
Tails' eyes remained glued to the screen, his breath coming in short gasps as he watched the woman on the screen. She was lying back, her head tilted to the side, her long hair cascading over the edge of the bed. One hand was between her legs, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles, her breath hitching in time with his own. Her other hand was on her breast, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, her nipples hard and erect. Tails' ear twitched, the sound of her moans filling the room, echoing through his speakers and straight into his ears. He could feel his cock throbbing in his hand, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. His eyes flicked down to his own body, watching as his hand moved up and down his shaft, his fingers coated in a sheen of precum
Tails looked back up at the screen, his gaze traveling over the woman's body, taking in every curve and contour. His cock twitched in response, a fresh bead of precome forming at the tip. He switched his grip, his hand moving from gentle strokes to firm squeezes, matching the rhythm of the woman's fingers on the screen. His breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched her, his own pleasure building with every passing second
Tails' thoughts began to wander, his mind drifting away from the scene on the screen. He found himself thinking about what it would be like to be with someone, to share this moment with another person instead of being alone in his room. He longed for the warmth of another body, the softness of another touch. He yearned to feel desired, to be desired, not just as a sexual object but as a person. His insecurities whispered in the back of his mind, reminding him of the years he'd spent being bullied, of the jeers and laughter that had followed him through school. His twin tails, his unique appearance, had always set him apart, and he'd come to believe that he was somehow less than others because of it
In actuality,Tails had his fair share of crushes in the past,but never acted out on them as a result of his insecurities.However that changed when he met one girl in particularly,whom he'd happened to take a liking too,and they actually had a relationship...that only lasted a few months,when she cheated on him for someone else,bringing him back to his shell of insecurities
Tails pushed these thoughts aside, focusing back on the screen. The woman's breath was coming in short gasps, her fingers moving faster, her body tensing. He wanted to share this moment with someone real, someone who could see him, all of him. Not just the physical act, but the emotions, the desires, the insecurities that came with it. He picked up his pace, his hand moving in time with the woman's fingers, his strokes urgent and firm. His breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched her, his own pleasure building with every passing second. He wanted to cum with her, to share that moment of release, of vulnerability. He wanted to be truly seen, not just by someone on the screen, but by a physical being like him
The sudden, loud chime of the doorbell jolted Tails out of his reverie, the unexpected intrusion into his private moment causing him to freeze, his hand still wrapped around his cock. He glanced at the screen, the woman's face frozen in a moment of ecstasy, her body tensed on the brink of release. His heart pounding, he quickly hit the pause button, the room falling silent save for his ragged breath.He sat there for a moment, his mind racing. Who could it be? He wasn't expecting anyone, and it was late. He stood up, his body still humming with unspent desire, his cock twitching as he pulled up his briefs and pants, quickly buttoning them. He glanced at the mirror, his reflection showing a face flushed with arousal and confusion
The doorbell rang out again, more insistent this time. Tails hurriedly left the room, his cock beginning to soften as he descended the stairs. He entered the living room, his heart pounding in his chest, his mind racing with thoughts of who could be at his door at this late hour. As he reached for the doorknob, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves and compose himself.He opened the door, and there stood Amy, her familiar pink dress swaying gently in the evening breeze. But this time, she had on grey shorts underneath, a casual yet cute addition to her usual attire. Tails' heart skipped a beat as he took her in, his feelings for her resurfacing, as they always did when she was near. He had harbored these feelings since the 4th grade, but fear and insecurity had always held him back from confessing his love for her
"Hi Tails," she smiled as she greeted him. "H-hi Amy," Tails waved, slightly blushing. "Do you have any plans today?" Amy asked him. "N-no," Tails shook his head. "Everything's been pretty much quiet around here for a while," he said. "Well," Amy started, "I was wondering if you'd like to have a picnic with me at my place." Tails' eyes widened. A picnic? With Amy? Was this a dream
He eventually answered, "I-I'd love to have a picnic with you." He smiled, his heart fluttering like a bird taking flight. "That's great," Amy said, her smile matching his. "I'll go back to my place and get set up. I'll let you know when I'm ready." She turned and started to walk away, her pink dress swirling around her
Tails watched her go, a warmth spreading through him. He closed the door, leaning against it, still smiling. He couldn't believe it. Amy had invited him on a picnic. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He looked down at himself, still dressed in his loungewear, his hair disheveled from his interrupted... activities. He chuckled, shaking his head at the absurdity of it all.Tails pushed off the door, heading back upstairs to get ready. First, he took a shower, wanting to smell nice, of course, for the sake of his hygiene, but also to slightly attract Amy in some way. He lathered up with his favorite sandalwood body wash, the scent filling the bathroom and putting him at ease. After washing and rinsing, he stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist
Next, he moved onto his teeth, brushing them thoroughly until they were minty fresh. Once he was done in the bathroom, he headed back to his bedroom, his mind racing with thoughts of Amy and their impending picnic.He stood in front of his wardrobe, his eyes scanning the contents, searching for the perfect outfit. He wanted to look good, but not like he was trying too hard. After a moment of hesitation, he picked out a red shirt with white sleeves and some grey pants. The colors complemented each other nicely, and the outfit was casual yet put together
He quickly dressed, the fabric feeling smooth against his skin. He then moved on to his hair, taming his twin tails as best as he could, making sure they were neat and tidy. Tails looked in the mirror, hoping he looked good, before giving himself a nod of approval. He noticed his computer was still on, the screen displaying what he had been watching earlier. He quickly clicked out of the website, turning off the computer completely. He then went over to one of the dressers, which had a bottle of cologne, and put some on. Not too much, as he didn't want to give off a strong scent, but just enough to still smell good. Satisfied with his appearance, he took one last deep breath, gathering his courage before heading out to meet Amy
Tails stepped out of his house, the warm evening air greeting him. He started walking down the familiar street, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. He was excited, but also scared. This wasn't just any picnic; it was a picnic with Amy. His best friend since the 4th grade, the girl who made his heart flutter and his palms sweat. He had hidden his feelings for her all these years, fearing that confessing them would jeopardize their friendship. But today, he felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, this picnic was a chance for something more
As he walked, Tails tried to remember the last time they had spent time together, just the two of them. It had been a while. Their adventures often included Knuckles and Sonic, with Amy tagging along, her eyes following the blue blur. Tails would watch her, his heart aching, as she looked at Sonic with a longing that he understood all too well. But today, it was just the two of them. No Sonic, no Knuckles, just Amy and Tails
Tails stood at the entrance of Amy's house, his heart pounding like a kick drum in his chest. He swallowed hard, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down his face. His mind raced with doubts and fears. What if he acted like a dork around her? What if the picnic didn't go as planned? What if he just ended up ruining everything? He took a deep, calming breath, trying to push these thoughts away. Before any more negative thoughts could take hold, he reached up and pressed the doorbell, the chime echoing inside the house. He waited, his heart still hammering, but he was determined to enjoy this moment, no matter what happened
The door then opened slightly, but not all the way. Tails raised an eyebrow, stepping inside. "Amy?" he called out, but there was no response. He closed the door behind him, his eyes scanning the living room, but it was empty. He moved towards the kitchen, but she wasn't there either. He noticed the back door was slightly ajar, a soft breeze blowing through it. He walked over, pushing it open to find Amy standing on a picnic blanket, a spread of food laid out in front of her
"Ta-da!" she exclaimed, her smile lighting up the evening. Tails couldn't help but smile back, his heart swelling with a warmth that had nothing to do with the weather. He walked over to her, his eyes taking in the scene. "You didn't have to do all this, Amy," he said, his voice soft."I wanted to," she replied, her gaze meeting his. "I thought it would be nice to have a proper picnic, you know? With a blanket and everything." She gestured to the blanket, her cheeks flushing slightly
Tails sat down on the blanket, the soft fabric a stark contrast to the hard ground beneath. "Well, I must say," he began, a smile spreading across his face, "this is nice." Amy's face lit up, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Why, thank you, Tails," she replied, her voice as sweet as the grape seltzer she was pouring into two cups. She handed one to Tails, who took a sip, the bubbles tickling his tongue. They both took a bite out of their sandwiches, the taste of fresh bread and cheese filling their mouths. After swallowing, they both took another sip of their drinks, the warm evening air creating a perfect harmony with the cool beverages
Tails looked over at the river, its gentle flow and shimmering surface captivating him. He rarely had a chance to appreciate its beauty, as he wasn't often at Amy's place, and when he was, they were usually indoors or out front. His gaze drifted back to Amy, his heart fluttering as he took her in. She was radiant, her smile lighting up the evening, her eyes sparkling with a warmth that made his stomach churn in the best way possible
Amy, noticing his gaze, turned to look at him. Tails quickly looked away, his cheeks flushing slightly. He reached for another sandwich, trying to hide his nervousness. "So," he began, his voice a bit shaky, "how have you been? It feels like we haven't caught up in ages."
Amy smiled, her eyes softening. "I've been good, Tails. Busy at the bakery, you know how it is. But I've missed this," she said, gesturing to the picnic. "Just hanging out, talking, without any chaos around."
Tails nodded, his heart swelling at her words. "Yeah, me too," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper
Tails looked back over to the river, taking a bite of his sandwich. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the water. He then looked over at Amy once more, who was also looking at the river. Her eyes reflected the setting sun, and Tails felt his heart flutter more than before. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. This was just Amy, after all. But no matter how many times he told himself that, his heart refused to listen
Tails' heart pounded in his chest, echoing the thought that had been playing on repeat in his mind. He wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her that he had feelings for her, that he had been feeling this way for what felt like an eternity. But the words seemed to be stuck in his throat, as if held captive by his fear of ruining the moment, of potentially damaging their friendship.He glanced at Amy, her face bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. She was beautiful, always had been, but today, she seemed even more radiant. The thought of potentially losing this, losing her, was unbearable. Yet, the thought of never telling her was equally painful
Amy's voice, soft and thoughtful, broke the comfortable silence. "You know, I always dreamed of having a picnic just like this with Sonic." She paused, her gaze still on the river. "Of course, he rarely showed any interest in doing anything romantic with me. Sometimes, I just thought that maybe one day he'd change his mind."
Tails' heart sank at the mention of Sonic, but he quickly pushed the feeling aside. He didn't want anything to ruin this moment. "Well, I'm glad you're having a good time now," he said, his voice steady. "And who knows, maybe Sonic will come around someday."
Amy turned to look at him, her eyes filled with a sincerity that made Tails' heart skip a beat. "I hope so," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But for now, I'm just happy to be here with you, Tails."
Tails felt a warmth spread through him at her words. He smiled, his eyes meeting hers. "Me too, Amy. Me too." He reached for another sandwich, but Amy stopped him, her hand gently resting on his
Amy's hand on his made Tails pause, his eyes meeting hers. She smiled softly, "I have some dessert," she said, her voice as sweet as the treat she was about to offer. "It's strawberry shortcake. Hope you don't mind?" Tails returned her smile, "Not at all. I could go for some dessert," he replied, his stomach rumbling slightly at the thought. Amy laughed, a sound that was music to Tails' ears. She grabbed a pre-sliced cut of the cake, its layers of sponge and cream visible, and placed it onto Tails' plate. She then took a slice for herself, the rich aroma of the cake filling the air. They both began to enjoy their dessert, the taste of fresh strawberries and sweet cream a perfect end to their picnic. As they ate, the sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the river
The warm glow of the setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink, creating a beautiful backdrop for their date. Tails looked over at Amy, her face illuminated by the soft light, and felt a sense of contentment wash over him. This was what he had been missing, these quiet moments with her, away from the chaos, no distractions, just this quiet moment that felt like it was frozen in time
It was at that moment when Tails' heart began to flutter some more. He didn't want to hold onto the secret anymore. He wanted to tell Amy how he felt about her. He was going to do it right then and there. Even if it did ruin their friendship and this perfect moment, at least he'd given it a shot instead of keeping it bottled up for years and years
"Amy," Tails began, his voice barely above a whisper, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time now." He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.Amy looked over at him, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Yeah?" she answered, her voice soft and encouraging.Tails took another deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "I...I think I'm in love with you, Amy." He quickly looked down, his cheeks flushing a deep red, expecting the worst
Amy blinked, her eyes wide. Her cheeks were now red as well. "Y-your...in love with me?" she stammered, her voice barely audible. Tails nodded, unable to meet her gaze. "I'm so sorry, Amy. I shouldn't have said anything. I didn't mean to ruin this moment," he hurriedly apologized, his heart pounding in his chest. He started to gather their picnic things, ready to make a hasty retreat."Tails, wait," Amy said, her voice firm yet gentle. He paused, looking at her with a mix of fear and hope in his eyes. "Don't go," she continued, her voice softer now. "I...I need a moment to process this." She took a deep breath, her eyes searching his face. "I had no idea you felt this way. I thought we were just friends."
Tails nodded, "We are... or I guess it's 'were' now," he corrected himself, his voice filled with a mix of sadness and determination. "Look, Amy, I-I've felt this way about you since the fourth grade," he confessed, his eyes meeting hers briefly before looking away. "The only reason I'm saying this now is because... because I thought you wouldn't like me because I was different." He sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. "I mean, look at me, Amy. I'm just a fox with two tails, while you're this powerful and beautiful hedgehog. I thought you'd never see me as anything more than a friend."
Amy's expression softened, and she reached out, gently placing her hand on Tails' arm. "Tails, that's not true," she said, her voice steady and sincere. "You're one of the bravest and kindest friends I have. You're incredibly intelligent and talented, and you've always been there for me, no matter what. Your tails are just a part of what makes you, you."
Tails looked at her, still surprised, "You...mean that?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Amy nodded, her smile warm and genuine. "Of course I do," she said, her voice steady and sincere. "I've always liked how smart you are, Tails. And how you're always there for others, especially me. I mean, to think that you've had a crush on me since we were little, and I've been coming to you for years, talking about trying to get Sonic to like me..." She paused, her expression turning thoughtful. "God, I feel like such a bad friend now. I really wish I had noticed your feelings sooner."
"I'm glad you told me before I did something stupid," she chuckled, her cheeks flushing slightly. Then, to Tails' surprise, she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. It was a soft, gentle kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through Tails' body. He looked at her, his eyes wide with shock and happiness.Amy's cheeks flushed even more at Tails' reaction. "I have to admit," she said, her voice soft and slightly embarrassed, "I always did find you a little cute too." She looked down, her fingers playing with the hem of her shirt. "I mean, not that I ever thought about it like that before, but... you know."
Tails' eyes widened even more, if that was possible. "Really?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Amy nodded, her blush deepening. They both smiled at each other, their faces mirroring the same shade of red.As they looked at each other, they felt the gap between them, that had always been there, beginning to close. It was a slow process, but it felt natural, like they were finally moving towards each other after years of being just friends
Amy reached out, her hand hesitantly finding Tails'. He looked at her, surprise flickering in his eyes, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he gently squeezed her hand, a soft smile playing on his lips. Amy returned the smile, feeling a warmth spread through her at his touch.Their lips were now inches from each other, their breaths mingling in the slight gap between them. Tails, his heart pounding in his chest, made the first move. He leaned in, closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, a moment they had both secretly yearned for but never dared to imagine. Amy's eyes fluttered closed, and Tails followed suit, wanting to commit every sensation to memory. It was a moment in the making, a culmination of years of friendship and unspoken feelings. As they pulled away, their eyes met, both wearing wide, happy smiles. "Wow," Amy whispered, her voice filled with wonder. Tails chuckled softly, "Yeah, wow," he echoed, his thumb gently brushing against her cheek. They sat there, hands still entwined, lost in each other's gaze, ready to explore this new chapter of their relationship
Amy's smile was infectious, and Tails found himself grinning back at her. "It's funny," she started, her eyes sparkling with amusement, "I always envisioned sharing my very first kiss with Sonic." Tails' smile faded slightly at the mention of the speedy hedgehog, but it was brief. "But this," Amy continued, her voice softening as she leaned back in for another kiss, "this is much better." Tails' heart swelled at her words, and he eagerly met her lips, deepening the kiss this time. As they pulled away, Tails felt a warmth spread through him, a feeling he'd never experienced before. He carefully wrapped his arms around Amy, pulling her closer to him. With practiced ease, he placed her onto his lap, making her giggle softly as she settled in. "This feels... nice," Amy admitted, her cheeks flushing again. Tails nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "It does," he agreed, his voice barely above a whisper. They sat there, wrapped in each other's embrace, their hearts beating in sync
Tails moved on towards Amy's hair, running his fingers through it gently, while another slowly went down her back. He soon felt her hand on his, guiding it. At first, he was scared, thinking he'd crossed a line, but she encouraged his hand to move even further down, all the way underneath her skirt, towards her grey pants. She guided him to rub her butt slowly. His face began to turn red, but he wasn't feeling embarrassed. Instead, he felt a surge of excitement, a new sensation that was both thrilling and slightly terrifying. Amy's breath hitched, and she leaned into him, her eyes fluttering closed. Tails, emboldened by her response, continued his exploration, his heart pounding in his chest. He could feel Amy's body respond to his touch, her breath coming in short gasps. She opened her eyes, looking at him with a desire he'd never seen before. "Tails," she whispered, her voice husky. "I want you to keep going."
Tails, feeling emboldened by Amy's response, leaned in and began kissing her neck. The gentle pecks caused her face to turn red, her mouth opening slightly as she let out a soft breath of relief. Encouraged, Tails continued his exploration, his hands moving to her hips as he pulled her closer. Amy's eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a low moan, her hips beginning to move slowly, grinding against him. Tails felt a surge of excitement, his heart pounding in his chest as he continued to kiss her neck, his hands moving in rhythm with her hips. He could feel the heat building between them, a tension that was both thrilling and slightly overwhelming. Amy's breath came in short gasps, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly as she continued to move against him. Tails, feeling a sense of urgency, moved one hand to her chin, tilting her head up so he could capture her lips in a passionate kiss. Amy moaned into his mouth, her body pressing against his as she deepened the kiss. They were lost in the moment, their bodies moving in sync
As they pulled apart, their bodies still humming with desire, Tails stilled his movements, but Amy's hips continued to move, seeking the friction that was driving her wild. She could feel a bulge growing in Tails' pants, and her eyes fluttered open to meet his gaze. She saw the need and desire reflected in his eyes, a mirror to her own. Tails' breath hitched as she slowly ground against him, a soft moan escaping his lips
Tails, his heart pounding like a drum, gently placed his hands on Amy's hips, stilling her movements. He wanted to savor this moment, to make sure it was everything she'd ever dreamed of. He remembered all the times Sonic had let her down, how he'd seen the sadness in her eyes, and he was determined to be different."Amy," he whispered, his voice steady yet filled with emotion. "I want to make this perfect for you. I want to give you everything you've always wanted."
Amy's eyes softened as she looked at him, her hands cupping his face. "You already are, Tails. You always have been." Tails felt a warmth spread through him at her words. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a soft, tender kiss. He wanted to show her, with every touch, every kiss, that he was serious. He wanted to be her rock, her safe haven
Tails' hand, trembling slightly with anticipation, began to pull Amy's grey shorts down, followed by her panties. She lifted her hips to help him, her eyes never leaving his. Once she was bare, she bit her lower lip, a soft moan escaping as she felt the cool air against her skin. Tails, his heart pounding, began to undo his own pants, pushing them down along with his underwear. Amy watched him, her breath hitching as he revealed himself to her
She couldn't help but lean in, her fingers tracing the lines of his abdominal muscles, feeling the softness of his fur against her hands. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire and a touch of nervousness. Tails, understanding her silent plea, guided her hand to his shaft, helping her to wrap her fingers around it. He was hard and ready, his breath hitching as she began to stroke him gently.Tails paused, feeling a sudden resistance. He looked at Amy, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay?" he asked softly. She nodded slowly, but a single tear escaped her eye, rolling down her cheek. Tails' heart ached at the sight. He gently removed the tear with his thumb, before planting soft kisses along her neck, his hands running soothingly down her back. Amy let out a soft moan at his touch, her body relaxing slightly. A small smile played on her lips as she began to move her hips slowly, finding a rhythm that was comfortable for her. Tails, seeing her respond to him, felt a surge of love and protectiveness. He wanted this to be perfect for her, and he was determined to make it so
Tails began to move with her, each thrust slow and deliberate. His hands were on her hips, matching her movements, guiding her, ensuring she was comfortable. He could feel her body responding to his, her breath hitching with each thrust, her moans growing louder. He leaned forward, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with hers. He wanted to consume her, to show her the depth of his feelings. He wanted her to feel cherished, desired, loved. He wanted to give her everything she deserved
Amy's hands were on Tails' shoulders, her nails digging into his fur as she held on, her body arching with each thrust. She leaned back, her head tilting to the side as a soft moan escaped her lips. Their hips moved together with such passion, such grace, it was as if they were dancing to a rhythm only they could hear. Tails' breath was hot on her neck, his kisses trailing down to her collarbone, his hands exploring every curve of her body. He wanted to memorize her, to map out every inch of her skin. He wanted to show her, with every touch, every kiss, that she was his world. He wanted to give her everything she deserved and more
Tails, his breath ragged, whispered into her ear, "You feel incredible, Amy. You're driving me wild." He picked up the pace, his hips moving in sync with hers. Amy moaned, "You feel... so good, Tails. Don't stop." Her body was alight with sensation, her heart pounding in her chest
Tails' hips continued to meet Amy's, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through them both. He could feel her pussy gripping tighter and tighter around his cock, her wetness coating him, making each movement slick and smooth. He let out a low growl, his hands exploring her back, tracing the curve of her spine, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. Amy moaned, her voice echoing in the room, "Tails, yes... just like that." Her body was alight with sensation, her heart pounding in her chest. Tails, his breath coming in ragged gasps, whispered, "You're incredible, Amy. I could do this forever."
Amy's eyes fluttered open, meeting Tails' intense gaze. She reached up, her fingers tracing his lips, "Forever sounds perfect." She whispered back, her voice barely audible. Tails' heart swelled at her words, and he captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth, exploring, tasting. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each thrust, each touch, each kiss a testament to their love and desire.Tails' hands slid down to Amy's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he picked up the pace. Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their lovemaking filling the air. Amy's moans grew louder, her body arching, her breasts pressing against Tails' chest. Tails' mouth found her neck, his teeth grazing her skin, his tongue soothing the slight sting
Amy's breath hitched as she felt the familiar warmth building in her core. She was close, so close she could barely speak. "Tails," she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, "I'm... I'm gonna cum." Tails, his eyes filled with desire and determination, picked up his pace. His hips moved with urgency, each thrust deep and powerful, hitting just the right spot to send waves of pleasure coursing through Amy's body. His fingers, slick with their combined arousal, continued to explore her, tracing the curve of her spine, the dip of her waist, the fullness of her hips. He wanted to touch every part of her, to make her feel everything
"Come for me, Amy," Tails growled, his voice low and husky. "Let me feel you cum around my cock." His words, rough and raw, sent a shiver down Amy's spine. She could feel the tension building inside her, her body coiling like a spring ready to release. Tails' fingers found her clit, rubbing it in firm, fast circles, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.Amy's body convulsed, her muscles tensing as the orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. She let out a cry, her voice echoing in the night, "Tails!" Her pussy clenched around his cock, the sensation driving Tails to his own release. He groaned, his hips stuttering as he came, his hot seed filling her. Their bodies shuddered together, their moans mingling in the air, their hearts pounding in sync
Their bodies continued to shake in unison, their orgasm's dying down, as they gently collapsed onto their sides onto the picnic blanket, slightly out of breath. Tails wrapped an arm around Amy, pulling her close, their skin slick with sweat. Amy nuzzled into his chest, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the moment. Tails' heart was still pounding, but it was slowing down, matching the rhythm of Amy's own heartbeat
"That was... incredible," Amy whispered, her voice soft and content. Tails smiled, his thumb tracing circles on her arm
"I could say the same to you," he replied, his voice warm and filled with affection. "I've never felt this way with anyone else, Amy. You make me feel... alive."
Amy looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Me neither, Tails. It's like... it's like we're meant to be together."
Tails' heart swelled at her words. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "We are," he whispered. "I love you, Amy."
Amy's smile was radiant. "I love you too, Tails," she replied, her voice filled with happiness
They lay there in each other's arms, their limbs entwined, the cool night air whispering around them. The picnic blanket crinkled softly beneath them as they shifted, finding a comfortable position. The stars above twinkled like diamonds scattered across velvet, a canvas of constellations telling stories of old. Amy's head rested on Tails' chest, his heartbeat a steady, soothing rhythm against her ear. She felt content, at peace, a warmth spreading through her that had nothing to do with the lingering heat of their lovemaking