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They've stumbled upon each other in a temple, both trying to get at the same gem. Rouge keeps urging her to stop arguing and focus on not setting off any traps, but at the same time she's never been able to keep her mouth shut around pretty things. So she taunts Wave, and one or both of them fails to pay attention to what they're doing, and—

There's a puff of bright pink smoke, right in their faces so they can't even try not to inhale it. Rouge feels it enter her mouth instantly, flowing into her nose and sticking there. She can even feel her eyes itch with it.

"Now look what you've done," Wave snaps. She tries to spit, pats at her neck in an attempt to get the powder off but only ends up rubbing it into her skin. "What the hell is this stuff?"

Rouge is pretty sure she knows, just based on the heat suffusing through her body. Judging by the flush quickly creeping up Wave's chest and neck, it'll only be a matter of time before she'll catch on.

They've stumbled upon each other in a temple, both trying to get at the same gem. Rouge keeps urging her to stop arguing and focus on not setting off any traps, but at the same time she's never been able to keep her mouth shut around pretty things. So she taunts Wave, and one or both of them fails to pay attention to what they're doing, and— There's a puff of bright pink smoke, right in their faces so they can't even try not to inhale it. Rouge feels it enter her mouth instantly, flowing into her nose and sticking there. She can even feel her eyes itch with it. "Now look what you've done," Wave snaps. She tries to spit, pats at her neck in an attempt to get the powder off but only ends up rubbing it into her skin. "What the hell is this stuff?" Rouge is pretty sure she knows, just based on the heat suffusing through her body. Judging by the flush quickly creeping up Wave's chest and neck, it'll only be a matter of time before she'll catch on.

Rouge waits patiently, body growing hotter and cunt growing wetter until, finally, Wave's eyes widen and she breathes, "No way."

"I'm afraid so, darling," Rouge says. She steps closer, then closer still when Wave takes a hesitant step back until she's bracketing her against the wall. "Usually I prefer to take my time, but given the current situation..." She grabs Wave's hips and rolls her pelvis against her, sensitive enough that even that tiny bit of stimulation feels good—

—when Wave pushes her away, face flushed enough that Rouge can see it through her feathers. "I'm not going to have sex with you," she hisses.

Rouge rolls her eyes. "You don't have much of a choice," she points out. "Neither one of us does."

When Wave stays stubbornly silent, keeping her at arm's length, Rouge shrugs and pulls away. "Have it your way. But—" She reaches behind her to unclasp her body suit and starts shimmying out of it. "I'm not going to sit here and wait for this drug to wreck havoc on me."

Rouge waits patiently, body growing hotter and cunt growing wetter until, finally, Wave's eyes widen and she breathes, "No way." "I'm afraid so, darling," Rouge says. She steps closer, then closer still when Wave takes a hesitant step back until she's bracketing her against the wall. "Usually I prefer to take my time, but given the current situation..." She grabs Wave's hips and rolls her pelvis against her, sensitive enough that even that tiny bit of stimulation feels good— —when Wave pushes her away, face flushed enough that Rouge can see it through her feathers. "I'm not going to have sex with you," she hisses. Rouge rolls her eyes. "You don't have much of a choice," she points out. "Neither one of us does." When Wave stays stubbornly silent, keeping her at arm's length, Rouge shrugs and pulls away. "Have it your way. But—" She reaches behind her to unclasp her body suit and starts shimmying out of it. "I'm not going to sit here and wait for this drug to wreck havoc on me."

Once her body suit is shoved far enough down her thighs that her cunt is bare, she slumps against the wall, closes her eyes, and unceremoniously sinks a finger into herself. She can't hear or see Wave like this, but she can feel her eyes on her like a physical weight.

Rouge bites down on a smirk. She rolls her hips, juts her tits out, moans exaggeratedly—everything short of actually beckoning Wave closer.

"Do what you want," Wave says, voice rough and thick with arousal. "I'm getting out of here." 

The statement is followed by footsteps. When Rouge peels an eye open, she sees Wave actually is gone. Disappointing, but not the end of the world; with Wave gone, that just means she has no competition for the treasure once she gets this drug out of her system.

Once her body suit is shoved far enough down her thighs that her cunt is bare, she slumps against the wall, closes her eyes, and unceremoniously sinks a finger into herself. She can't hear or see Wave like this, but she can feel her eyes on her like a physical weight. Rouge bites down on a smirk. She rolls her hips, juts her tits out, moans exaggeratedly—everything short of actually beckoning Wave closer. "Do what you want," Wave says, voice rough and thick with arousal. "I'm getting out of here." The statement is followed by footsteps. When Rouge peels an eye open, she sees Wave actually is gone. Disappointing, but not the end of the world; with Wave gone, that just means she has no competition for the treasure once she gets this drug out of her system.

Rouge keeps working herself, comes twice before the drug's effects finally seem to lessen some. They're not entirely gone yet, so she's still rubbing at her clit when she hears, again, footsteps, and looks up to find Wave stumbling towards her.

She's a mess; flushed, sweaty, so wet she's soaked through not just her underwear but her pants, leaving a stain large enough for Rouge to see. "Fine," she says, voice trembling and barely audible, as she sinks to her knees in front of Rouge. "I give up. Help me."

Rouge smiles. She takes her fingers from her cunt, watches Wave's eyes stick to the shine of them as she beckons her closer, and licks her lips when Wave obediently crawls towards her.

Rouge keeps working herself, comes twice before the drug's effects finally seem to lessen some. They're not entirely gone yet, so she's still rubbing at her clit when she hears, again, footsteps, and looks up to find Wave stumbling towards her. She's a mess; flushed, sweaty, so wet she's soaked through not just her underwear but her pants, leaving a stain large enough for Rouge to see. "Fine," she says, voice trembling and barely audible, as she sinks to her knees in front of Rouge. "I give up. Help me." Rouge smiles. She takes her fingers from her cunt, watches Wave's eyes stick to the shine of them as she beckons her closer, and licks her lips when Wave obediently crawls towards her.

in honor of my getting lesbian married tomorrow here's some lesbianism in the form of a warm-up from last weekend

#wavouge
nsfw
prompt: fuck or die

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Rouge isn't usually like this. She doesn't get hung up on girls—she makes people chase after her, then leaves them wanting more.

But it's different with Wave. She's like a piece of jewelry handcrafted by a master: valuable and one of a kind. It makes Rouge want to keep her for herself. It makes her want to push, and keep pushing, until Wave shows her even more precious sights.

"Rouge," Wave mewls, voice weak and trembling. "I can't."

Rouge smiles, curling her fingers in Wave's cunt. Contrary to her words, Wave rocks her hips against her hand, moaning softly when it makes the tips of Rouge's fingers strike against a particular spot inside of her.

"You can." Rouge's tone leaves no room for arguments. "Just listen." She spreads her fingers, smiling at the filthy sound of another wave of slick gushing out of Wave's cunt. "Does that sound like you've had enough?"

Rouge isn't usually like this. She doesn't get hung up on girls—she makes people chase after her, then leaves them wanting more. But it's different with Wave. She's like a piece of jewelry handcrafted by a master: valuable and one of a kind. It makes Rouge want to keep her for herself. It makes her want to push, and keep pushing, until Wave shows her even more precious sights. "Rouge," Wave mewls, voice weak and trembling. "I can't." Rouge smiles, curling her fingers in Wave's cunt. Contrary to her words, Wave rocks her hips against her hand, moaning softly when it makes the tips of Rouge's fingers strike against a particular spot inside of her. "You can." Rouge's tone leaves no room for arguments. "Just listen." She spreads her fingers, smiling at the filthy sound of another wave of slick gushing out of Wave's cunt. "Does that sound like you've had enough?"

Another moan tumbles from Wave's beak. Her hips jerk erratically, her legs spasming. She's gorgeous like this, sloppy and desperate. Rouge wants to keep her looking like this forever.

"You can come again," Rouge murmurs. Wave's clit throbs at her words, so Rouge reaches out to rolls the pad of a single finger across it—and just like that, Wave is coming again, back arching off the bed. Her face is a sight to behold, twisted with pleasure and all the more gorgeous for it. Rouge is torn between looking at her expression and the slick that's practically pouring out of her, adding to the by now undoubtedly permanent stain on Rouge's mattress.

Rouge pulls her fingers from Wave's insides once she slumps back onto the mattress. She licks her fingers clean; even Wave's slick tastes incredible, delicate and layered like a meal at a fine-dining establishment.

Another moan tumbles from Wave's beak. Her hips jerk erratically, her legs spasming. She's gorgeous like this, sloppy and desperate. Rouge wants to keep her looking like this forever. "You can come again," Rouge murmurs. Wave's clit throbs at her words, so Rouge reaches out to rolls the pad of a single finger across it—and just like that, Wave is coming again, back arching off the bed. Her face is a sight to behold, twisted with pleasure and all the more gorgeous for it. Rouge is torn between looking at her expression and the slick that's practically pouring out of her, adding to the by now undoubtedly permanent stain on Rouge's mattress. Rouge pulls her fingers from Wave's insides once she slumps back onto the mattress. She licks her fingers clean; even Wave's slick tastes incredible, delicate and layered like a meal at a fine-dining establishment.

Drawn in like a magnet, Rouge leans down to lick at Wave's hole. She tastes even better like this, straight from the source—and the utterly wretched keen she lets out is just an added bonus.

"Rouge. Enough, I can't—" Wave makes a sound that's almost a sob—but her hands come up to clutch at Rouge's head, keeping her in place. "It's too much—"

It's not like Rouge can go anywhere with Wave's grip on her head. She laps at Wave's hole, then moves higher to tongue at her clit. Wave occasionally protests, but she doesn't let her pull away—and whenever she's not protesting, she makes the most delectable sounds that only serve to spur Rouge on.

It doesn't take long before Wave is coming again, her slick gushing into Rouge's mouth.

Wave's hands twitch weakly, then finally go slack. As she pulls away, Rouge presses one last kiss to her clit, tearing another weak keen from her throat.

Drawn in like a magnet, Rouge leans down to lick at Wave's hole. She tastes even better like this, straight from the source—and the utterly wretched keen she lets out is just an added bonus. "Rouge. Enough, I can't—" Wave makes a sound that's almost a sob—but her hands come up to clutch at Rouge's head, keeping her in place. "It's too much—" It's not like Rouge can go anywhere with Wave's grip on her head. She laps at Wave's hole, then moves higher to tongue at her clit. Wave occasionally protests, but she doesn't let her pull away—and whenever she's not protesting, she makes the most delectable sounds that only serve to spur Rouge on. It doesn't take long before Wave is coming again, her slick gushing into Rouge's mouth. Wave's hands twitch weakly, then finally go slack. As she pulls away, Rouge presses one last kiss to her clit, tearing another weak keen from her throat.

Rouge sits up, raking her eyes down Wave's body. She's completely boneless, chest heaving with her breaths and feathers matted with sweat. Really, she looks well and truly finished—but Rouge still doesn't want to take her hands off her.

She's not one to cuddle, or even linger after sex—but Wave makes her want to break her usual rules. She lies down next to Wave, pressing her body against her side and slinging an arm across her waist. Wave shuffles closer, humming contentedly, and Rouge can't quite bite down her smile.

It's good that Wave is comfortable, because if Rouge has her way, she's never letting her go.

Rouge sits up, raking her eyes down Wave's body. She's completely boneless, chest heaving with her breaths and feathers matted with sweat. Really, she looks well and truly finished—but Rouge still doesn't want to take her hands off her. She's not one to cuddle, or even linger after sex—but Wave makes her want to break her usual rules. She lies down next to Wave, pressing her body against her side and slinging an arm across her waist. Wave shuffles closer, humming contentedly, and Rouge can't quite bite down her smile. It's good that Wave is comfortable, because if Rouge has her way, she's never letting her go.

#nsfw #wavouge for #sthfemslashweek26 day 2 & 3

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pics taken moments before they wrestle for that chaos emerald sexual style

#wavouge #wavetheswallow #rougethebat #sth #sonic

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As far as I'm concerned, Christmas isn't over till New Years
They're both thieves, they'll get along right?

#furryart #b3d #wavouge

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here's some #wavouge pls take it: archiveofourown.org/works/75343131

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Wave traces a finger down Rouge's spine, between her wings. One of the wings twitches, straightening slightly before relaxing again; she just barely resist the urge to touch it. 

"Jealous?"

At the sound of her voice, Wave looks at Rouge's face. Her head is still pillowed in her arms, but she's tilted it enough to look at Wave. Her eyes are half-lidded; with her mouth hidden by her arms, Wave can't tell if it's just sleepy  afterglow or if she's trying to be seductive. 

Well. Not like she really has to try. 

"Jealous of what?"

She's naked in the bed of a beautiful, equally naked woman. What could she possibly have to be jealous about right now?

"My wings," Rouge says. When Wave raises an eyebrow, she makes a noise in the back of her throat and elaborates: "I can fly. You can't. Does that bother you?"

Wave traces a finger down Rouge's spine, between her wings. One of the wings twitches, straightening slightly before relaxing again; she just barely resist the urge to touch it. "Jealous?" At the sound of her voice, Wave looks at Rouge's face. Her head is still pillowed in her arms, but she's tilted it enough to look at Wave. Her eyes are half-lidded; with her mouth hidden by her arms, Wave can't tell if it's just sleepy afterglow or if she's trying to be seductive. Well. Not like she really has to try. "Jealous of what?" She's naked in the bed of a beautiful, equally naked woman. What could she possibly have to be jealous about right now? "My wings," Rouge says. When Wave raises an eyebrow, she makes a noise in the back of her throat and elaborates: "I can fly. You can't. Does that bother you?"

Wave scoffs. "I can fly just fine."

Rouge rolls her eyes. "Your extreme gear doesn't count. Anybody can use that."

Wave makes an offended noise. "Not—" 

Rouge lifts her upper body off the bed. Wave falls abruptly silent as she comes face to face with her naked breasts—until Rouge places a finger beneath her beak and uses that to tilt her face up. 

"I'm just saying," Rouge says. "You're a bird who can't fly. That's got to sting at least a little."

"I'm not a bird," Wave points out. "I'm Babylonian." 

Rouge smiles. "Sweetie. You're a bird."

Wave opens her mouth to retort, but Rouge continues before she can get a word out. "You have feathers. You have a beak. I've seen you preen before. You're a bird."

Wave scoffs. "I can fly just fine." Rouge rolls her eyes. "Your extreme gear doesn't count. Anybody can use that." Wave makes an offended noise. "Not—" Rouge lifts her upper body off the bed. Wave falls abruptly silent as she comes face to face with her naked breasts—until Rouge places a finger beneath her beak and uses that to tilt her face up. "I'm just saying," Rouge says. "You're a bird who can't fly. That's got to sting at least a little." "I'm not a bird," Wave points out. "I'm Babylonian." Rouge smiles. "Sweetie. You're a bird." Wave opens her mouth to retort, but Rouge continues before she can get a word out. "You have feathers. You have a beak. I've seen you preen before. You're a bird."

Wave flushes. She had no idea Rouge had noticed her preening. Even if she wracks her brain, she can't think of when she would have seen her do it. 

Rouge laughs. "Don't be embarrassed, darling. It's cute. And—" Her voice drops an octave. She brings her other hand to Wave's arm and digs the tips of her fingers between her feathers. "It looks like it feels good."

Wave shivers as Rouge drags her fingers through her feathers. "It does."

Rouge hums. "Interesting."

She continues to move her fingers. Her eyes are still half-lidded—and now that Wave can see her smirk, she knows it's definitely meant to be seductive.

Wave flushes. She had no idea Rouge had noticed her preening. Even if she wracks her brain, she can't think of when she would have seen her do it. Rouge laughs. "Don't be embarrassed, darling. It's cute. And—" Her voice drops an octave. She brings her other hand to Wave's arm and digs the tips of her fingers between her feathers. "It looks like it feels good." Wave shivers as Rouge drags her fingers through her feathers. "It does." Rouge hums. "Interesting." She continues to move her fingers. Her eyes are still half-lidded—and now that Wave can see her smirk, she knows it's definitely meant to be seductive.

#wavouge
nsfw (just nudity though)
prompt: wings & feather preening

do u think the babylon rogues ever get pissed off when they see a rabbit and a fox fly. do you think it bothers them.

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Finished first half of the challenge. :)

After doing all 4, I'll post full versions of every picture.

#Sonaze #Wavouge

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“Ready to Fly”

Happy Pride Month, Astronauts!!! 🥳🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ 💛🤍🩷🩵🤎🖤❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
#SonicTheHedgehog #sonic #sth #sonicfanart #pride #proud #pridemonth #queer #loveislove #gaypeople #gaypeopleexist #WaveTheSwallow #Wave #RougeTheBat #Wavouge #gayagenda #queerpeople #angiefierceenergy #iykyk<3

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Happy Pride Month, Astronauts!🥳🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️
#sonic #sth #sonicfanart #pride #pridemonth #queer #transrights #loveislove #gaypeople #gaypeopleexist #Sonadow #WaveTheSwallow #RougeTheBat #Wavouge #Sonilver #BlazeTheCat #blazamy #Shadilver #transsonic #AmyRose #Sonamy #Espilver #Sonshadamy #sonicboom #Sonadilver

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Girlies
#Wavouge

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my autism characters ships
#wavouge #rougethebat #wavetheswallow #sonicship
#sonicships

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#wavouge #rougethebat #wavetheswallow #sonicship #sonicships

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Uuurrraaaaahhh! I wake from the dead with another phone doodle. I think rouge is a little scuffed but otherwise im happy with it.

#rougethebat #wavetheswallow #wavouge #sonic

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wavouge stuff 💓 #sonic #sonicthehedgehog #wavouge #rougethebat #wavetheswallow

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