Knuckles X Tails Novels & Stories

he growled possessively, his hands roaming over her body, mapping out every curve and dip. Rosemary moaned, arching into his touch. “Yes, I’m yours. Your slut, your whore. Do whatever you want with me, baby boy.” Tails’ eyes gleamed with dark promise as he reached for the champagne bottle on the bedside table. He popped the cork and poured the bubbly liquid over her body, watching it cascade down her skin. “Drink up, slut,” he commanded, lapping at the champagne pooled in her navel. “You’re going to need your strength for what I have planned.”

Her hands had left her breast and were now gripping the bed sheet. I quickly pulled down my pants, kicking it unto the cold tiled floor. My eyes ran over her beautiful naked body as I climbed the bed. She scooted away from me, looking at me with widened eyes. I grabbed her ankle and pulled her beneath me. She gasped out in fright as I hovered above her. Honey turned her head to the side, looking away from me. My eyes fell on a dark brown mole on her neck. “Fucking beautiful!” I breathed, my breath quickening causing my whole body to vibrate. My hands wrapped around her neck and I pressed my lips on the mole, nibbling it between my teeth.

Kai shot back, already shifting before the argument could continue. It started at their fingertips, a ripple of teal scales spreading over their small arms like water washing over stone. Their nails elongated, curving slightly as their pupils stretched into thin, snake-like slits. Their legs melded together seamlessly, shifting from soft flesh into a long, coiling serpent tail-a stunning shade of teal that shimmered under the faint moonlight, perfectly complementing their hazel eyes. They giggled excitedly, flicking their forked tongues out as they twined around each other playfully.

I look back at Skinner. He hands me a small knife; I pulls up my shirt sleeve and cut a small line putting the same pressure Knuckles was and all I do is wince slightly. I wave the knife at him when I'm done. I see Knuckles smirking at me. The skin starts to tingle where I put the small cut and I feel a rush run through me.