Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 9-B
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The honey bear found himself by the shrine again, the Master Emerald glinting as he looked at it. Rouge was sitting by it, holding herself as if she was shocked and shaking slightly. Concerned, the bear went over to the bat.
"What happened?" he asked.
Rouge seemed to stop shivering when she looked into Banjo's eyes. Slowly, she set her arms on the ground.
"Eggman returned," she said. "It was just as you said it would be. He wasn't happy at all."
Banjo nodded, sitting down next to the bat. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
The bat shook her head, looking at the stars above. "He beat me up, but that's about it," she said. "Somehow, he found a way to blame Sonic and saved the worst for him..."
The bear nodded, draping an arm over Rouge's shoulder. "Well, Knuckles had already agreed to come save you even before I had woken up," replied Banjo. "So no matter what happens tomorrow, we'll finally see each other in the real world."
Rouge nodded, her eyes taking on a slightly happier shine as she looked at him. "That's great," she said softly. "I just hope Eggman doesn't kill us all first."
"Why do you say that?" asked Banjo, raising one of his eyebrows.
"I don't know," said Rouge. "Just... something about it all says that he's going to try to kill us all..."
Banjo nodded. "Well, we'll do our best," replied the honey bear. "I'm sure we'll make it in time to save you."
The bat nodded, looking into the sapphire eyes of the one she loved. "I hope you do too," she replied.
There was a rather lengthy silence where the two of them just looked at the stars as they twinkled in the sky above them. The only contact they had was to have Banjo's arm draped over her shoulders. After a while of gazing, Banjo looked down at Rouge.
"You know, Rouge," he said. "I really can't believe all that's happened to us."
"I know," replied the bat, chuckling good-naturedly. "It's so hard to believe that just nine nights ago I didn't even know who you were, and now I'm in love with you. It's so... surreal."
"I actually feel the same way, Rouge," replied Banjo. "It's so hard to believe that all this happened so fast. And to think that I wasn't planning on going on any adventures, either..."
The bat shrugged, a doofy smile on her face. "Well, what can I say?" she said. "Some things happen that come right out of nowhere."
Banjo nodded. "That's true," replied the bear as he patted Rouge's shoulder. "But still, it's one of those things that I am glad happened. Tooty came back home, I met you..."
"I don't know..." replied Rouge, shrugging slightly. "Eggman hasn't been good to any of us since I met you."
Wrinkling his nose in distaste, the bear looked down at Rouge. "Well, when you think about it, he would have done some of those things if anybody else had tried to stop him," replied Banjo. "I'm not the only one who could've gotten him angry."
Rouge nodded, seeing Banjo's point. "That's true," she said. "And, there is the fact that I did meet you..."
The bat playfully poked Banjo in the stomach at this. After the poke, he brought his arm away from Rouge, and then he doubled over, giggling madly. "Stop that!" said Banjo in playful dismay. "That tickles!"
Smirking deviously, Rouge jumped on top of Banjo. "Oh, you...!" she derided playfully as she straddled over his hips. "Take it like a man!"
She then proceeded to tickle Banjo relentlessly for a good two minutes. The honey bear was laughing so hard he swore he was going to cry from how much laughter was coming out of him. Rouge seemed to be having a great time doing this, if the smile on her face had anything to say. After the two minutes were up, the bat relented, and then Banjo sat up, still clutching his stomach as the signs of laughter-induced tears shone in his eyes. He looked down at Rouge, smiling softly.
"Now I've gotta find your ticklish spots!" said the honey bear.
"Oh, you," said Rouge, playfully shoving the bear in the chest. "You're gonna have to get pretty crafty to get that out of me!"
"I'll find a way, Rouge," replied Banjo, smiling deviously as he looked at the woman he loved. "I'll find a way."
They both sat, looking intently into each other's eyes as Rouge sat in Banjo's lap.
"You know, we should hang out after all this," said the bat simply.
"Yeah," replied the bear, his arms behind him as he leaned back. "Spiral Mountain, or your nightclub?"
"Hm..." said Rouge, rubbing her chin. "That's a good question..."
"I'd like to see your nightclub, actually," replied Banjo.
Rouge nodded, smiling softly. "Then nightclub it is, then!" she explained. "And feel free to take Tooty and Kazooie with you!"
"Sure," said Banjo. "I'm looking forward to it.
The bear leaned over and kissed Rouge on the forehead, lingering there for a few seconds before drawing back to look down on Rouge's face. He leaned forward slowly, kissing Rouge again on the mouth. Their kiss turned passionate quite fast, and then the bat was on her back on the ground, Banjo cupping her head lightly in his hands as Rouge's hands moved to the bear's back.
Banjo blushed slightly when he suddenly felt Rouge's hands wonder to the top of his ass. Blushing slightly, he broke the kiss, looking down at Rouge. The bat giggled slightly.
"First time?" she asked.
The bear blinked. While he did know what she was alluding to, he was uncertain of what would happen.
"Uh... yeah, I guess..." admitted the bear, blushing slightly. "But... how would that work in this wierd dream place, anyway...?"
The bat shrugged. "Beats me," she said. "But... in case..."
Banjo nodded solemnly, his hands wondering around to where Rouge's back was. He kissed her slowly as he fingered around, finally finding the zipper to her jumpsuit. When he broke the kiss, there was a look of compassion in his eyes.
"If... if you're really sure..." he said. "Is this your first time?"
Rouge chuckled softly as she looked at Banjo. "Contrary to popular belief, yes."
This in turn caused Banjo to laugh, rolling his eyes. Well, there goes Kazooie's insult, he thought. The bear simply leaned forward, the two of them kissing passionately as Banjo slowly lowered the zipper on the body suit that Rouge wore.
When the zipper was pulled, Banjo felt Rouge's body as he slowly attempted to get the body suit off of her. Breaking the kiss, the bat held a hand, and then stripped herself of her only article of clothing. She then came very close to the bear, and with a seductive smirk on her face she brought her hands to the rim of Banjo's pants and pulled them down.
Once they were both naked, they were left to stare at each other, Banjo blushing furiously as Rouge knelt in front of him. Looking down, the bat noticed that Banjo was already half-erect. Smiling, she bent down, and, looking up to the bear briefly, she put a hand to his member. The bear groaned briefly, surprised at how good this felt, and then Rouge slowly went to the tip of his rod, and licked it tentatively.
Licking eventually changed to the point where Rouge's mouth was surrounding Banjo's by then already erect member, and the bear couldn't remember any sensation that felt this good. As Rouge's head bobbed over his length, the bear's hands found themselves on the back of her head, the ursine groaning in pleasure.
And when the bat finally lifted her head, she looked up to the bear, who was panting from the sheer pleasure of it all. Not a stranger, he then knew what was coming. As Rouge moved up to kiss the bear, he looked at her one last time.
"Rouge, are you sure?" he asked.
The bat simply nodded, and that was all he needed. The two of them rolled over so that Rouge's back was on the ground, Banjo hovering above her. Slowly, he positioned himself at her entrance, and slowly pushed in.
What happened after that was lost to Banjo's mind. What he remembered most was holding Rouge close to him as he thrust into her slowly and the moans she emitted as he plunged inside of her. The bear also remembered when they kissed throughout their lovemaking, and he relished it. And the last thing he remembered was the swelling in his nether regions as he released into the bat he loved.
And shortly afterward, the two of them simply looked at each other for the rest of the night, basking in the afterglow of what could only be described as lovemaking.
Banjo was woken up with a shake on the shoulder from Knuckles. Slowly, the bear opened his eyes, not wanting to forget about the scene so quickly.
"Morning, Banjo," whispered the guardian. "We're gonna be leaving soon, so help me wake everyone up."
The bear groaned softly as he sat up. He looked around briefly, and then followed Knuckles' lead in waking everybody up.