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Rouge the Bat is a character I seem to ever gravitate toward.

She is one of the "new wave" Sonic characters that I genuinely like (not just for her sexy design, though that plays its part) and I'm always happy to see more of her. As per my customs, having her wear a belly dance/harem girl outfit is ever a bonus and I had a story in mind...It just needed an illustration to go along with it.

Cue JamoArt , an artist who has drawn many Sonic characters in their great style along with a few Shantae/belly dancer pics, which made them perfect for the job. I went to them and asked for a mix between Rouge's Sonic Riders outfit (which already showcase her midriff) along with that of Shantae's and I'd say they made an excellent job out of it. The pantaloons, the top, the bracers and earrings, the curved slippers...It makes for a pretty sexy and in-style look for Rouge. They work fast and, as you can see, they can delived, so if you want to check out their prices, here they are: . Do be aware that they're not always open, though.

I also wrote a pretty hypnotic tale for this one, as per usual. Before you go on to read, if you like my work and want to support me or just to see a whole bunch of free stuff (some not on this site), you can check out my Patreon here: www.patreon.com/incredibleintr…

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DANCING FOR A MASTER EMERALD

Knuckles had to be vigilant.

There were many who coveted the power of the Master Emerald, the precious artifact of power of which he was the guardian, resting on its altar on Angel Island. For nefarious reasons or matters of greed and vanity, it was ever the target of thieves and miscreants who'd just try again and again to take it for themselves...And unfortunately succeeding at that. Whether it was taken or shattered in numerous pieces, the two events happening far too often for the Echidna's liking, it was ever his duty to protect it as the sole true inhabitant of this remote and flying island which was also his home. There was ever the evil schemes of Eggman or his counterpart, Eggman Nega, to stay afloat of...But there was one person in particular who kept on coming back for it time and time again, someone whom Knuckles knew not how to properly deal with.

Rouge the Bat.

She was both an enemy and a friend...and perhaps something more? He couldn't tell as Knuckles wasn't exactly the best judge of character and even he knew that about himself. Being aware and actually acting upon it were two different things, though, as Rouge ever managed to sneak past him, try and take the Master Emerald and yet each time it ended with the large gem being broken, a quest to find all shards happening and then the two helping each other out. There were times when she just gave him back the pieces she found, or when she wasn't all bad...even sweet in her own ways. And she was easy on the eyes too, which made Knuckles always the unfortunate fool who'd drop his guard around her...All because she could be nice and, he had to admit, he did enjoy those moments with her when she wasn't trying to go with her thieving ways. It was a complicated matter alright...and he didn't really deal with those all that well.

Yet now he knew that his task of being the guardian of the Master Emerald was to be the utmost important task that he'd even need to concentrate upon. The one job that he'd put 110% of his energy, thoughts and actions toward. No more problems, be it shattering or disappearance for this priceless and powerful artifact, not while he'd be on the job. That meant patrols, perhaps asking for Tails to install some security...Maybe hiring people? He had ideas, projects put in place as his mind wandered to the most utopian realization of complete safety for the Master Emerald...

“Hi Knuckles! Did you miss me?~”

Until he was snapped out of it by a voice coming from right in front of him, one that was immediately recognizable as he saw Rouge, standing right in front of him. No sneaking around in his back, no subterfuge, no trickery, just her being in sight, wearing a large cloak around her shoulders which concealed her body. A part of him felt a little disappointed that he couldn't see it, but he chastised himself for thinking this way as her alluring beauty was definitely one of the assets she used to toy with his own steadiness and wariness when it came to his guardian role. No, the fact that she was just waiting and conversing with him had to be for some mischief, misdirection somehow. He wouldn't fall for that as he turned around, checking out if this was but an illusion or if she had accomplices.

“I...Uh...I'll take that as a yes?” Rouge said, confused about his behavior as she looked around, trying to see just what Knuckles was on the lookout for until eventually the echidna decided to set his gaze on her. “Lovely day, isn't it?”

“You're not taking the Master Emerald this time, do you hear me?” Knuckles said, crossing his arms as he looked straight at her, his eyes direct in how he didn't trust her in the slightest. He would be stern, decisive, make her respect him. “Not this time, not on my watch.”

“Hmmmph...and here I was ready to show you a nice surprise,” Rouge said, offended as her smile turned into disappointment, then downright indignation as she turned around, her large cloak floating in the ambient air to reveal some...different outfit? Knuckles couldn't quite discern it, but that attitude of his made him feel doubt rather swiftly. “I wanted to demonstrate something sweet for once, but you can forget it.”

“No no no...Wait...I'm sorry...I'm on edge, on guardian duty...” Knuckles said, losing his tough demeanor and stance as his own confusion when it came to Rouge, his own apprehension clashing with his enjoyment of her company and of her better qualities. “What is it that you wanted to show?”

“Of course, now you're interested...” Rouge said, still somewhat insulted as she gave him a little glare of disbelief, rolling her eyes as if that kind of reaction was to be expected from him. She had gone from her usual teasing and playful demeanor to this and Knuckles immediately felt very bad about this...and it was pretty obvious. “Well...Okay...Since you apologized. Get a good look, because you won't believe your eyes when you see this~”

Knuckles was about to ask just what it was she was talking about, yet one swift motion from a single arm of hers removed her cloak, letting it float away in the wind as it obscured his view for a brief instant. A little annoyed at that, thinking this was a ploy of hers to blind him to reach the Master Emerald, all enmity faded away completely when he saw the surprise she had in store for him...and what an absolutely incredible one that was. While her regular clothes, the skintight black tights and her heart-shaped top were decidedly very enticing in how it hugged her curves and showcased some of her more appealing details, this one ensemble outclassed it by miles upon miles as Rouge had indeed decided to come to him while wearing something decidedly different.

A belly dancer's outfit.

Or at least that's the only way that Knuckles would ever be able to describe it. The puffy pantaloons, the curved slippers, her top showcasing a copious amount of cleavage and the rest being bare...her shoulders, her arms and especially her midriff. There even was a fine, subtle coating of oil on her belly, making it seem like as if there was a natural sheen to it as while Knuckles would be one to deny being attracted to her when asked, there was no doubt in his mind that he did find her beautiful. Right now, though, it was simply striking as he observed her in silence, too stunned to say anything and Rouge herself knew this, ever savvy about other people as she allowed this moment to linger on few a few more instants. The curves of those hips, that hourglass figure, her enticing breasts, all coupled with a face of confidence that could border on arrogance with that little smirk if it wasn't completely clear that Knuckles just couldn't take his eyes off her. Combined with a few little rolls of her belly, blop pushed forward and then her sucking it in to create supple waves of flesh, there was something sensual and exotic about her now and frankly Knuckles still didn't know what to say even after he realized that he had been staring for quite a while in silence.

“Too dumbstruck to speak? I didn't quite know I had such an effect on you~” Rouge said, teasing him openly as she chuckled softly, moving one of her hand to her stomach, caressing it slowly and gently so as to draw his gaze there. There was just something tantalizing about it all and momentarily it did make Knuckles forget that Rouge was ever a manipulator and seductress, that this might be part of some plan...Yet for the love of the Master Emerald and all that was good, she was indeed very good at what she did given how she had surprised him utterly with this. “I've even learned to dance...Watch me carefully~”

Knuckles felt wary and didn't quite like how she had taken control of the situation. He was supposed to be vigilant, ready for just about anything, but then again it seemed like he could still be surprised. How could he expect Rouge to appear upfront, dressed like this...and look that good while wearing it? But then a thought occurred to him, something which did make his heart skip a beat as it was possible...what if she didn't come for the Master Emerald but for him? What if she was openly trying to woo him after so long? Hope was speaking here, expectations rising and as she took on a dancing stance, moving one leg forward, bending the knee slightly and moving her arms to the side in soft arcs, he couldn't help but feel excited, his cheeks matching the color of his own fur inevitably.

And dance she did. She swayed those hips, moving them from one side to the other and her display of sensuality was multiplied in but a few seconds as she kept on repeating that motion, yet Knuckles didn't quite care for it was a very sexy display. Rouge smirked, her fingers trailing up on her body as her arms got closer, then rose in the air so that she could go for ampler motions, pushing her hips to her limits in bumps as she performed to an unheard tune, one in her head as she spun around, showing off her back as if to tease him a little with her rather generous behind. Her little tail, her wings and the soft and smooth skin that she displayed made this alluring as her hands got down, moving toward her hips yet she seemed to be playing with her navel for one instant. Knuckles thought that perhaps he was meant to move around, follow her motions, yet as he prepared to do so she spun once more and presented herself anew with the addition of an accessory: a belly gem.

It was lodged inside her navel, seemingly clear as if it didn't hide her belly button, yet the way it was polished and how it caught the sunlight made it sparkle enticingly, creating a cavalcade of colors. It was akin to a rainbow shimmering on her belly, the oil catching on and making it look shiny and marvelous...and very easy to latch one's gaze onto. That's how it felt to Knuckles, at the very least, as those bumps began to change into spins, those hip going in circles which were slow and languorous as if made especially to seduce him...and it was working. The way that midriff stretched and showcased curves which undulated, spun, rotated and simply made his gaze lock onto them was very special, unique even as he had never seen anything like that and soon he began to drift slightly, slouching toward her without truly being aware of it. He hadn't said anything in a while, the magic of the moment casting a spell on him as if this was sacred, an otherworldly experience given to him so generously by the sublime Rouge the Bat.

“Yes...It's so easy to stare...So fun to watch...So sexy and gorgeous...You want to look at nothing else but me~” Rouge said, her voice a little frisky and playful. She spun those hips and that waist of hers, creating small circles which evolved into larger ones, creating no proper pattern save for circular motions for Knuckles to latch onto. The gem kept on sparkling, lodged in her deep and round navel, magnifying everything in a splendorous way as Knuckles couldn't help but agree with her assessment. “And it's okay to want that...To crave it...To desire it more than anything else...So just follow my lead and indulge yourself...Just focus on my dance and on my voice and I'll make this very special...Just for you~”

Some slight part of Knuckles couldn't trust her, didn't want to fall for a trick should there be one...But there was truly something unusual and deeply enchanting about that dance. Her outfit made her look so good and that performance, for his eyes only, did make him want to give her a chance, to bask in this for just a little longer. That desire made him listen, those suggestions of hers echoing in his mind as he looked at her, his eyes unwilling to do anything else for now but admire her. Rouge kept on going with these spins, occasionally shifting directions from left to right and then from right to left. It made for a chaotic pattern to follow, yet Knuckles tried anyway as he began to hyper-focus on Rouge and nothing else. Fortunately, one key element of her was very easy to latch onto and it was her gem. It was effortless to follow its motions, the sparkles always there for him to notice as her flesh englobed it, her smooth and soft-looking skin, all oiled-up, created a visual experience that the gem truly rendered magical.

“Yes...Very good...You must feel hot and quite nice while looking at me...Letting me seduce you...Letting me take care of things...Putting me in charge of the situation...Of your well-being~” Rouge continued, her voice gaining a slightly ethereal quality as if she was speaking from afar, yet she was right there in front of him. It felt strange, but certainly not threatening as his doubts seemed to move away from his mind whenever he stared for too long or when he heard her talk. There were split moments when he looked at her face and it seemed like her lips were moving, yet no sound was uttered. Was she speaking, saying anything of importance? Those questions were sound, yet his gaze and focus ineluctably drifted toward her midriff and her chest, all those curves and sublime flesh arousing him to no end while the belly gem just seemed to suck in his gaze so swiftly and efficiently. “Thinking too hard makes you miss out the best part...You should relax...Breathe in and out slowly...Feel your tension go away as looking at me, being with me, eases your mind and body slowly but surely...You want to be with me...You want this to last forever~”

Perhaps this was indeed what held him back with her, Knuckles thought, his mind swayed not just by her body but also by her words. As those spins had shifted to figure eights of both horizontal and vertical means, shifting to create a mix of twists and undulations with her belly, hips and waist, it felt quite simple to feel a little better. Gradually, Knuckles felt his muscles go limp, his mind softening as doubts and questions were smoothed over, paved by the suggestions and the sexy display in front of his eyes as the mesmerizing ways of Rouge the Bat penetrated his defenses and apprehension. He did want to be with her, to get to know her more, to trust her...He found her so attractive and she could be so kind, so interesting and yet...and yet...Those reservations about her character faded away the moment he began to conjure them, replaced only by his growing fascination with her performance, with that belly dance of pure seduction. So easy to watch, in fact, that it dominated his senses right now, the surroundings of Angel Island having long faded away to make it so he only noticed her, only took an interest in her appeal and her voice. No chirping of bird, wind shaking up trees or insect noises...Just her and nothing else.

“It feels very good to listen and follow my instructions...You can't help but cooperate because it would please me...And because I'm so pleasant, so sexy, so irresistible you inevitably want to make me as happy as you are right now...And you're exceptionally content about all of this, yes?” Rouge continued, asking questions and implementing pathways for his mind to follow as those figure-eights were slow at first but then they got faster, never allowing him to settle down easily as she guided him thoroughly with her beauty and her confidence...and the look in his eyes told it all. Sparkles like a rainbow, a kaleidoscope of deep slumber within his spirit as her hypnotic ways had essentially functioned all too well. He was in a trance, a deep one and Knuckles was her to toy with, to shape up however she wanted...and it was glorious. She couldn't help but smirk, thrilled about the power she had over him because of his impossibly obvious crush on her. There was also plenty to like about him, truth be told, which was perhaps why she found this so exciting and amusing as she continued to dance, this idea of hers already bearing fruits. “Watching my dance makes me happy...Obeying my suggestions and instructions makes me smile...Listening to my voice and shutting everything out besides my divine beauty makes me content...And thus doing all of this will please you too...So be a good boy and obey, Knuckles~”

Had this been done sooner or without proper preparations, Knuckles would have woken up and resisted, a fight might have ensued...Yet Rouge had done her job well, the induction firmly entrenched within the echidna's heart and spirit as he ineluctably obeyed. It was a reflex at this point, something he did without thinking too much for his thoughts were wavy, blurry, unfocused...except when it came to her. Hypnotized unwittingly, her words crept in and settled themselves as if they were his own ideas as he did want to make her happy, to please her just like he was pleased...And he was very, very much so in a state of bliss. Mindless to a fault, caught in her spell and sexy power, Knuckles hadn't even realized yet that his relaxation was so deep that he had fallen to his knees, his gaze even more easily latching onto that midriff and the belly gem which was so captivating, so pretty in its polished craftsmanship. He obeyed her, for it would make this last longer, this simple equation resonating throughout his mind as she was in charge, she was the one making him feel that way and he did want this to last forever.

“Feel my beauty wash over you, the power of my voice compelling you to do as I say, your heart craving to hear me speak further and further as my dance keeps you captivated...enchanted...entranced firmly in my sexy control~” Rouge began to suggest, her voice taking on a more confident, almost authoritative tone yet there was ever a teasing playfulness to it all, an element that kept things fun and desirable. Her figure-eights began to rise and mix with some slight undulations, her movements in reverse now so as to allow soft rolls to amplify her twists and turns of her hips and waist. Her fingers, hands and arms were removed from Knuckles sight for now, the last thing they did was touch his chin, a faint silent command to keep it up so that he could watch as the motions kept him firmly hypnotized, lost within Rouge. “There's no need to think about anything, no worries, stress and doubts...There is only indulgence, only us two spending a superb moment together as you let me take all the initiative, let me take care of everything as you lay down, cease your thoughts and accept this unique bliss that I'm giving you as you are falling deeper...deeper...deeper under my sexy sway~”

The clear colors, the rainbow effect of the belly gem was spreading softly on Rouge's belly as Knuckles was transfixed upon it. There was nothing else beside that, no interest greater than the dance and her words. Notions of how she tried to steal the Master Emerald, of how she was kind of a rogue in a sense dissipated until they were no more...and all he could think about was that sensual performance. His eyes mimicked the colors he saw, transformed into kaleidoscope as he felt happy, content to be this way as a thin smile and some drool escaped from his lips. He couldn't think about anything else but her...but this is what he wanted, what he desired most. And it was what she asked, what she wished for too and thus they were in perfect harmony. Everything was waves of soft, tender and smooth flesh, lulling him into sweet complacency and arousal as she danced so well. It was an ocean of temptation, a sea of mesmerizing allure as her moves were as fluid as water, almost as if she were liquid rather than flesh...yet still the gem was his focus, transcending everything to provide bliss on an unimagined scale as he accepted his predicament and, more than that, craved for further words and moves.

“Yes...Very good. You are mine now, my words shaping everything you see, hear and want. Your perceptions are transformed, magnified by my whole being and your trust for me...your complete relaxation...how seductive and sexy I am...it all makes it so, so easy to accept as you can do nothing else but obey me~” Rouge said, forgoing the figure-eights to go for belly rolls this time around, undulations being what she was aiming for as she went for a chaotic pattern, going for some slow waves at first, allowing Knuckles to follow this shift in her stance as she moved her arms and hands behind her head. Taking her time for a few moments, she then went for a few very fast rolls in order to assail his hypnotized mind and gaze as she couldn't help but smile in a smug fashion. The way he looked foolish, completely enthralled and so easily at that gave her an incredible thrill. Had she known this would work so well, she'd have gone for it sooner, yet for now it would be better to concentrate as she went for slow and languid rolls before going for a few fast ones yet again, her belly flesh luring him in, pulling his mind further into her dominion. “The more you stare, the further hypnotized you are by my entire being...and you've been staring for a very long time...And you will continue gazing upon my magnificence as it is what you want...but more importantly, it's what I want as I command you to look...So obey me...Obey your mistress~”

Each waves seemed to wash over his thoughts, as if it took something important from him. The slow ones were superb, but then he was overwhelmed by the rapidity of the new rolls as her belly was akin to a weapon of mass seduction. She had openly stated that he was hypnotized, subtly referencing that he was enslaved and that she was his mistress, but Knuckles was too far gone to register this consciously. His subconscious was her playground right now and he wouldn't oppose Rouge in any way, not while he was being entertained in such a fashion. He felt himself floating on top of that abdomen, reality waving like that tantalizing flesh as his smile grew and he began to shift forward unwittingly. His body, his heart, his spirit, even perhaps his soul desired more as Rouge held it all in the palm of her hand, but more importantly in her belly gem which sparkled and shone so brightly and enticingly.

“Very good...You are doing excellently and I am pleased...But now allow me to remind you of something that you want more than anything else...and that is to kiss my belly. The more it trembles, it will also shake all foundations to allow this truth to speak out, to manifest itself in desire as you wish for nothing more than to worship it, to adore it, to make out with that sumptuous part of me which has enslaved you thoroughly~” Rouge said as she broke her stance with a quick spin, then began to shimmy her hips. Fast bumps with no pause, going up and down as it did make her midriff shake and tremble as if it were shivering, making her soft flesh jiggle slightly in a manner that was made to be overwhelming as she held on to this for the longest time, amplifying it slowly with each passing moments. “Witness how you're salivating, how your remaining thoughts that I'm implanted are all converging to that one desire. You must obey, have to taste my belly flesh...Your lips and tongue desire nothing more than to submit to this, to my words, to the temptation...Watch it all and let it sink deeply into your psyche~”

He had never entertained such a notion, but the way she spoke about it did make it seem like it would be the very best thing he could do. His head was empty, everything else blurry or downright set aside as his mind was trembling in tandem with those hips. Everything was made even, completely handled by Rouge and her sex-appeal as he couldn't help himself as he stared at that belly flesh, at those hips, at that gem and how everything converged exactly toward that desire she suggested. He wanted to kiss that belly. He wanted to indulge himself, to worship her flesh in a way that would truly showcase his adoration. His lips puckered softly, drool began to double down as he looked silly, yet he was unaware of anything else but what Rouge told him and as the shimmies grew in intensity, everything went blank save for her and he felt almost as if he was gone from his body, his senses removed save for his sight and his hearing for one brief instant, his trance deepening to maddening levels of devotion to this single instant.

“You are ready, hypnotized beyond belief, my control absolute and your desire to obey reaching its peak...And so you are worthy of my reward, of what you've been wishing for in the deepest part of your heart~” Rouge said, dragging this along as she couldn't help but smirk as she placed her hands on her hips, trailing with her fingers toward her navel as she removed the gem, this precious and sparkling stone having done its job magnificently. Her round, deep and perfect belly button was now on display as she herself felt no short amount of excitement, this whole induction managing to thrill and arouse her somewhat too. She was, perhaps, looking forward to this just as much as he was, this dominance being quite a rush as she chuckled softly beneath her breath, caressing her now taut abdomen as her muscles were more than woken up, then she spoke in a voice that went beyond charming, going toward alluring and hypnotic instead. “Now kiss my belly, slave~”

Knuckles obeyed, as she knew he would. Any notion of pride, dignity or of his tasks had been briefly erased, instead replaced with a devotion and a level of obedience to impulses which Rouge had stirred up in an expert fashion. He rushed toward that abdomen and he planted his lips on it without a second-thought. The combination of oil and sweat, for the heat and her own efforts had indeed given way for perspiration, were no obstacles to his worship of Rouge as a whole, her belly being the most charming and tempting part in his mind. The taste of her overpowered anything as it was made better than it could ever be due to his trance and attraction to her, the two combining into something akin to ambrosia in his mind. He tasted all-around her soft flesh as the pressure of his kisses were both gentle and yet rough due to a lack of self-restraint and control. His own wish to obey and worship made him rush even though he wanted to take his time, his own actions unclear in how they should be done but decisive in how he had to indulge and accomplish them all the while.

“Very good...Very, very good indeed...Lose yourself in my taste...Feel time slowing down to a crawl as I invade your mouth, your lips and your taste buds...Let me sink so deeply into you as you envision my dance and my gem deep in your mind still...And go wilder still for me~” Rouge said as it was a strange sensation, this impulse of her somehow turning things against her yet she was ever resistant and determined. It was slightly ticklish, yet also pleasurable in a way that felt surprising as Knuckles right now was decidedly passionate, driven by her words and his own lust through a trance of her own design. He was on his knees, lost in a hunger which she never quite knew she could wake up as this had proven quite easy to boot. She knew she had an effect on him, but to make it bloom with so little effort was deeply satisfying as she herself wanted this to keep on going for just a little while longer. “Make out with my navel. Do it for your mistress~”

His lips were then magnetically pulled toward her belly button, complying with her command as they locked themselves around this sumptuous navel. His tongue darted and licked inside and within his psyche it was as if he was both polishing the gem and her round and perfect navel as well. He pictured her dance, those curves twisting and rolling as it was akin he was swimming in a sea of Rouge, all of them dancing and whispering to him, agreeing with his actions and pressing him to go further still. He was in a paradise of her own making, one that he would never have thought about yet right now thinking was hard...and obeying was easy. Very, very easy in fact. Her taste lingered, amplifying itself through each passing second and he felt invaded by Rouge, conquered in a way that felt right and proper. It was nirvana as if he was becoming one with her navel, as if she was absorbing him somewhat and he didn't mind it one bit.

And the kiss deepened, his nose sniffing the perfume of the oil, sweat and her natural odor as his love for her belly and for her kept him going. She hadn't motioned or spoken for him to stop and thus he would continue, doing so gladly at that. He was subjugated, lost amidst this obedience and craving, this lust of his which had never manifested itself so strongly before. He was taken care of, guided toward it and it felt so liberating, his own guilt over thinking about anything else but his duties never registering once as he kissed that navel not just like it was a lover, but also his owner. The weirdness of seeing himself as if below a mere belly button was never taken into consideration, with Knuckles simply going for it as if it was the most natural thing in the world as his lips were smothered in her rather than the opposite, as if her belly was kissing back somehow.

And still he kept it ongoing, time indeed having no meaning as this act he kept on perpetuating never lost its luster or appeal. It was simply the best thing imaginable, an overpowering and overwhelming drive that kept him energized and happy. And yet the taste began to fade slightly, as if it lost its potency as Knuckles continued to kiss and lick...and something was off. He felt no pressure on his lips anymore, nothing that sent waves of ecstasy through his brain and flesh as the blurry details, the beautiful colors and everything seemed to vanish somehow. His head began to clear, the surroundings of Angel Island settled back in and eventually he began to breathe hard, roughly as if he was completely exhausted. More importantly, the vision of Rouge in that sublime getup, of her sexy navel and hypnotic midriff dissipated, leading to an awareness that had been gone for quite some time as Knuckles realized not only that he was on his knees...but that he had been kissing the open air for the last few seconds.

“W-what the...” he said out loud, faint memories of what had transpired coming back to him as he looked at the nearby shadows of trees to determine the time...and hours had simply flown by. There had been Rouge...and her dancer ensemble...and her belly gem...and then he recalled everything through some efforts and he realized one thing: she had hypnotized him. She had used her beauty, her wits and his gullible nature to essentially toy with him. He felt a little ashamed, angry, flustered...a plethora of emotions that he did not know how to respond to as while he got up, he realized that she had left an envelope for him. Wary, he still opened it as the first thing he grabbed was a letter.

Dearest Knuckles,

I'm sorry for leaving you on your own after such an intimate and magnificent moment between us two. I have a rather charged agenda, plenty of things to accomplish and I couldn't bear to snap you out of your lovely dream. You are an absolutely excellent subject and a passionate belly kisser and worshiper. If you ever want to do this again, you only need to ask and I will gladly dance for you whenever you wish. I would certainly be very willing to repeat the experience.

Rouge.

P.S. I took the liberty of taking MY Master Emerald with me. I hope you don't mind.

A kiss mark could be found right next to her signature as Knuckles didn't quite know how to feel. He wasn't surprised that she had taken the opportunity to steal the Master Emerald, that much he should have foreseen, yet there was more in the envelope as a photograph could be found within as well...One in which she had a sexy pose while wearing that delightful outfit. It had obviously been taken right before she got to him, indicating that this had been her plan all along as he looked at the distance with an angry expression on his face. He would search for her, find her wherever she'd be...

And he'd make her dance for him again!

...

No, he would get the Master Emerald back.

...

That's what he meant.

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*THERE IS A STORY BELOW THE DESCRIPTION*

Rouge the Bat is a character I seem to ever gravitate toward.

She is one of the "new wave" Sonic characters that I genuinely like (not just for her sexy design, though that plays its part) and I'm always happy to see more of her. As per my customs, having her wear a belly dance/harem girl outfit is ever a bonus and I had a story in mind...It just needed an illustration to go along with it.

Cue JamoArt , an artist who has drawn many Sonic characters in their great style along with a few Shantae/belly dancer pics, which made them perfect for the job. I went to them and asked for a mix between Rouge's Sonic Riders outfit (which already showcase her midriff) along with that of Shantae's and I'd say they made an excellent job out of it. The pantaloons, the top, the bracers and earrings, the curved slippers...It makes for a pretty sexy and in-style look for Rouge. They work fast and, as you can see, they can delived, so if you want to check out their prices, here they are: . Do be aware that they're not always open, though.

I also wrote a pretty hypnotic tale for this one, as per usual. Before you go on to read, if you like my work and want to support me or just to see a whole bunch of free stuff (some not on this site), you can check out my Patreon here: www.patreon.com/incredibleintr…

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DANCING FOR A MASTER EMERALD

Knuckles had to be vigilant.

There were many who coveted the power of the Master Emerald, the precious artifact of power of which he was the guardian, resting on its altar on Angel Island. For nefarious reasons or matters of greed and vanity, it was ever the target of thieves and miscreants who'd just try again and again to take it for themselves...And unfortunately succeeding at that. Whether it was taken or shattered in numerous pieces, the two events happening far too often for the Echidna's liking, it was ever his duty to protect it as the sole true inhabitant of this remote and flying island which was also his home. There was ever the evil schemes of Eggman or his counterpart, Eggman Nega, to stay afloat of...But there was one person in particular who kept on coming back for it time and time again, someone whom Knuckles knew not how to properly deal with.

Rouge the Bat.

She was both an enemy and a friend...and perhaps something more? He couldn't tell as Knuckles wasn't exactly the best judge of character and even he knew that about himself. Being aware and actually acting upon it were two different things, though, as Rouge ever managed to sneak past him, try and take the Master Emerald and yet each time it ended with the large gem being broken, a quest to find all shards happening and then the two helping each other out. There were times when she just gave him back the pieces she found, or when she wasn't all bad...even sweet in her own ways. And she was easy on the eyes too, which made Knuckles always the unfortunate fool who'd drop his guard around her...All because she could be nice and, he had to admit, he did enjoy those moments with her when she wasn't trying to go with her thieving ways. It was a complicated matter alright...and he didn't really deal with those all that well.

Yet now he knew that his task of being the guardian of the Master Emerald was to be the utmost important task that he'd even need to concentrate upon. The one job that he'd put 110% of his energy, thoughts and actions toward. No more problems, be it shattering or disappearance for this priceless and powerful artifact, not while he'd be on the job. That meant patrols, perhaps asking for Tails to install some security...Maybe hiring people? He had ideas, projects put in place as his mind wandered to the most utopian realization of complete safety for the Master Emerald...

“Hi Knuckles! Did you miss me?~”

Until he was snapped out of it by a voice coming from right in front of him, one that was immediately recognizable as he saw Rouge, standing right in front of him. No sneaking around in his back, no subterfuge, no trickery, just her being in sight, wearing a large cloak around her shoulders which concealed her body. A part of him felt a little disappointed that he couldn't see it, but he chastised himself for thinking this way as her alluring beauty was definitely one of the assets she used to toy with his own steadiness and wariness when it came to his guardian role. No, the fact that she was just waiting and conversing with him had to be for some mischief, misdirection somehow. He wouldn't fall for that as he turned around, checking out if this was but an illusion or if she had accomplices.

“I...Uh...I'll take that as a yes?” Rouge said, confused about his behavior as she looked around, trying to see just what Knuckles was on the lookout for until eventually the echidna decided to set his gaze on her. “Lovely day, isn't it?”

“You're not taking the Master Emerald this time, do you hear me?” Knuckles said, crossing his arms as he looked straight at her, his eyes direct in how he didn't trust her in the slightest. He would be stern, decisive, make her respect him. “Not this time, not on my watch.”

“Hmmmph...and here I was ready to show you a nice surprise,” Rouge said, offended as her smile turned into disappointment, then downright indignation as she turned around, her large cloak floating in the ambient air to reveal some...different outfit? Knuckles couldn't quite discern it, but that attitude of his made him feel doubt rather swiftly. “I wanted to demonstrate something sweet for once, but you can forget it.”

“No no no...Wait...I'm sorry...I'm on edge, on guardian duty...” Knuckles said, losing his tough demeanor and stance as his own confusion when it came to Rouge, his own apprehension clashing with his enjoyment of her company and of her better qualities. “What is it that you wanted to show?”

“Of course, now you're interested...” Rouge said, still somewhat insulted as she gave him a little glare of disbelief, rolling her eyes as if that kind of reaction was to be expected from him. She had gone from her usual teasing and playful demeanor to this and Knuckles immediately felt very bad about this...and it was pretty obvious. “Well...Okay...Since you apologized. Get a good look, because you won't believe your eyes when you see this~”

Knuckles was about to ask just what it was she was talking about, yet one swift motion from a single arm of hers removed her cloak, letting it float away in the wind as it obscured his view for a brief instant. A little annoyed at that, thinking this was a ploy of hers to blind him to reach the Master Emerald, all enmity faded away completely when he saw the surprise she had in store for him...and what an absolutely incredible one that was. While her regular clothes, the skintight black tights and her heart-shaped top were decidedly very enticing in how it hugged her curves and showcased some of her more appealing details, this one ensemble outclassed it by miles upon miles as Rouge had indeed decided to come to him while wearing something decidedly different.

A belly dancer's outfit.

Or at least that's the only way that Knuckles would ever be able to describe it. The puffy pantaloons, the curved slippers, her top showcasing a copious amount of cleavage and the rest being bare...her shoulders, her arms and especially her midriff. There even was a fine, subtle coating of oil on her belly, making it seem like as if there was a natural sheen to it as while Knuckles would be one to deny being attracted to her when asked, there was no doubt in his mind that he did find her beautiful. Right now, though, it was simply striking as he observed her in silence, too stunned to say anything and Rouge herself knew this, ever savvy about other people as she allowed this moment to linger on few a few more instants. The curves of those hips, that hourglass figure, her enticing breasts, all coupled with a face of confidence that could border on arrogance with that little smirk if it wasn't completely clear that Knuckles just couldn't take his eyes off her. Combined with a few little rolls of her belly, blop pushed forward and then her sucking it in to create supple waves of flesh, there was something sensual and exotic about her now and frankly Knuckles still didn't know what to say even after he realized that he had been staring for quite a while in silence.

“Too dumbstruck to speak? I didn't quite know I had such an effect on you~” Rouge said, teasing him openly as she chuckled softly, moving one of her hand to her stomach, caressing it slowly and gently so as to draw his gaze there. There was just something tantalizing about it all and momentarily it did make Knuckles forget that Rouge was ever a manipulator and seductress, that this might be part of some plan...Yet for the love of the Master Emerald and all that was good, she was indeed very good at what she did given how she had surprised him utterly with this. “I've even learned to dance...Watch me carefully~”

Knuckles felt wary and didn't quite like how she had taken control of the situation. He was supposed to be vigilant, ready for just about anything, but then again it seemed like he could still be surprised. How could he expect Rouge to appear upfront, dressed like this...and look that good while wearing it? But then a thought occurred to him, something which did make his heart skip a beat as it was possible...what if she didn't come for the Master Emerald but for him? What if she was openly trying to woo him after so long? Hope was speaking here, expectations rising and as she took on a dancing stance, moving one leg forward, bending the knee slightly and moving her arms to the side in soft arcs, he couldn't help but feel excited, his cheeks matching the color of his own fur inevitably.

And dance she did. She swayed those hips, moving them from one side to the other and her display of sensuality was multiplied in but a few seconds as she kept on repeating that motion, yet Knuckles didn't quite care for it was a very sexy display. Rouge smirked, her fingers trailing up on her body as her arms got closer, then rose in the air so that she could go for ampler motions, pushing her hips to her limits in bumps as she performed to an unheard tune, one in her head as she spun around, showing off her back as if to tease him a little with her rather generous behind. Her little tail, her wings and the soft and smooth skin that she displayed made this alluring as her hands got down, moving toward her hips yet she seemed to be playing with her navel for one instant. Knuckles thought that perhaps he was meant to move around, follow her motions, yet as he prepared to do so she spun once more and presented herself anew with the addition of an accessory: a belly gem.

It was lodged inside her navel, seemingly clear as if it didn't hide her belly button, yet the way it was polished and how it caught the sunlight made it sparkle enticingly, creating a cavalcade of colors. It was akin to a rainbow shimmering on her belly, the oil catching on and making it look shiny and marvelous...and very easy to latch one's gaze onto. That's how it felt to Knuckles, at the very least, as those bumps began to change into spins, those hip going in circles which were slow and languorous as if made especially to seduce him...and it was working. The way that midriff stretched and showcased curves which undulated, spun, rotated and simply made his gaze lock onto them was very special, unique even as he had never seen anything like that and soon he began to drift slightly, slouching toward her without truly being aware of it. He hadn't said anything in a while, the magic of the moment casting a spell on him as if this was sacred, an otherworldly experience given to him so generously by the sublime Rouge the Bat.

“Yes...It's so easy to stare...So fun to watch...So sexy and gorgeous...You want to look at nothing else but me~” Rouge said, her voice a little frisky and playful. She spun those hips and that waist of hers, creating small circles which evolved into larger ones, creating no proper pattern save for circular motions for Knuckles to latch onto. The gem kept on sparkling, lodged in her deep and round navel, magnifying everything in a splendorous way as Knuckles couldn't help but agree with her assessment. “And it's okay to want that...To crave it...To desire it more than anything else...So just follow my lead and indulge yourself...Just focus on my dance and on my voice and I'll make this very special...Just for you~”

Some slight part of Knuckles couldn't trust her, didn't want to fall for a trick should there be one...But there was truly something unusual and deeply enchanting about that dance. Her outfit made her look so good and that performance, for his eyes only, did make him want to give her a chance, to bask in this for just a little longer. That desire made him listen, those suggestions of hers echoing in his mind as he looked at her, his eyes unwilling to do anything else for now but admire her. Rouge kept on going with these spins, occasionally shifting directions from left to right and then from right to left. It made for a chaotic pattern to follow, yet Knuckles tried anyway as he began to hyper-focus on Rouge and nothing else. Fortunately, one key element of her was very easy to latch onto and it was her gem. It was effortless to follow its motions, the sparkles always there for him to notice as her flesh englobed it, her smooth and soft-looking skin, all oiled-up, created a visual experience that the gem truly rendered magical.

“Yes...Very good...You must feel hot and quite nice while looking at me...Letting me seduce you...Letting me take care of things...Putting me in charge of the situation...Of your well-being~” Rouge continued, her voice gaining a slightly ethereal quality as if she was speaking from afar, yet she was right there in front of him. It felt strange, but certainly not threatening as his doubts seemed to move away from his mind whenever he stared for too long or when he heard her talk. There were split moments when he looked at her face and it seemed like her lips were moving, yet no sound was uttered. Was she speaking, saying anything of importance? Those questions were sound, yet his gaze and focus ineluctably drifted toward her midriff and her chest, all those curves and sublime flesh arousing him to no end while the belly gem just seemed to suck in his gaze so swiftly and efficiently. “Thinking too hard makes you miss out the best part...You should relax...Breathe in and out slowly...Feel your tension go away as looking at me, being with me, eases your mind and body slowly but surely...You want to be with me...You want this to last forever~”

Perhaps this was indeed what held him back with her, Knuckles thought, his mind swayed not just by her body but also by her words. As those spins had shifted to figure eights of both horizontal and vertical means, shifting to create a mix of twists and undulations with her belly, hips and waist, it felt quite simple to feel a little better. Gradually, Knuckles felt his muscles go limp, his mind softening as doubts and questions were smoothed over, paved by the suggestions and the sexy display in front of his eyes as the mesmerizing ways of Rouge the Bat penetrated his defenses and apprehension. He did want to be with her, to get to know her more, to trust her...He found her so attractive and she could be so kind, so interesting and yet...and yet...Those reservations about her character faded away the moment he began to conjure them, replaced only by his growing fascination with her performance, with that belly dance of pure seduction. So easy to watch, in fact, that it dominated his senses right now, the surroundings of Angel Island having long faded away to make it so he only noticed her, only took an interest in her appeal and her voice. No chirping of bird, wind shaking up trees or insect noises...Just her and nothing else.

“It feels very good to listen and follow my instructions...You can't help but cooperate because it would please me...And because I'm so pleasant, so sexy, so irresistible you inevitably want to make me as happy as you are right now...And you're exceptionally content about all of this, yes?” Rouge continued, asking questions and implementing pathways for his mind to follow as those figure-eights were slow at first but then they got faster, never allowing him to settle down easily as she guided him thoroughly with her beauty and her confidence...and the look in his eyes told it all. Sparkles like a rainbow, a kaleidoscope of deep slumber within his spirit as her hypnotic ways had essentially functioned all too well. He was in a trance, a deep one and Knuckles was her to toy with, to shape up however she wanted...and it was glorious. She couldn't help but smirk, thrilled about the power she had over him because of his impossibly obvious crush on her. There was also plenty to like about him, truth be told, which was perhaps why she found this so exciting and amusing as she continued to dance, this idea of hers already bearing fruits. “Watching my dance makes me happy...Obeying my suggestions and instructions makes me smile...Listening to my voice and shutting everything out besides my divine beauty makes me content...And thus doing all of this will please you too...So be a good boy and obey, Knuckles~”

Had this been done sooner or without proper preparations, Knuckles would have woken up and resisted, a fight might have ensued...Yet Rouge had done her job well, the induction firmly entrenched within the echidna's heart and spirit as he ineluctably obeyed. It was a reflex at this point, something he did without thinking too much for his thoughts were wavy, blurry, unfocused...except when it came to her. Hypnotized unwittingly, her words crept in and settled themselves as if they were his own ideas as he did want to make her happy, to please her just like he was pleased...And he was very, very much so in a state of bliss. Mindless to a fault, caught in her spell and sexy power, Knuckles hadn't even realized yet that his relaxation was so deep that he had fallen to his knees, his gaze even more easily latching onto that midriff and the belly gem which was so captivating, so pretty in its polished craftsmanship. He obeyed her, for it would make this last longer, this simple equation resonating throughout his mind as she was in charge, she was the one making him feel that way and he did want this to last forever.

“Feel my beauty wash over you, the power of my voice compelling you to do as I say, your heart craving to hear me speak further and further as my dance keeps you captivated...enchanted...entranced firmly in my sexy control~” Rouge began to suggest, her voice taking on a more confident, almost authoritative tone yet there was ever a teasing playfulness to it all, an element that kept things fun and desirable. Her figure-eights began to rise and mix with some slight undulations, her movements in reverse now so as to allow soft rolls to amplify her twists and turns of her hips and waist. Her fingers, hands and arms were removed from Knuckles sight for now, the last thing they did was touch his chin, a faint silent command to keep it up so that he could watch as the motions kept him firmly hypnotized, lost within Rouge. “There's no need to think about anything, no worries, stress and doubts...There is only indulgence, only us two spending a superb moment together as you let me take all the initiative, let me take care of everything as you lay down, cease your thoughts and accept this unique bliss that I'm giving you as you are falling deeper...deeper...deeper under my sexy sway~”

The clear colors, the rainbow effect of the belly gem was spreading softly on Rouge's belly as Knuckles was transfixed upon it. There was nothing else beside that, no interest greater than the dance and her words. Notions of how she tried to steal the Master Emerald, of how she was kind of a rogue in a sense dissipated until they were no more...and all he could think about was that sensual performance. His eyes mimicked the colors he saw, transformed into kaleidoscope as he felt happy, content to be this way as a thin smile and some drool escaped from his lips. He couldn't think about anything else but her...but this is what he wanted, what he desired most. And it was what she asked, what she wished for too and thus they were in perfect harmony. Everything was waves of soft, tender and smooth flesh, lulling him into sweet complacency and arousal as she danced so well. It was an ocean of temptation, a sea of mesmerizing allure as her moves were as fluid as water, almost as if she were liquid rather than flesh...yet still the gem was his focus, transcending everything to provide bliss on an unimagined scale as he accepted his predicament and, more than that, craved for further words and moves.

“Yes...Very good. You are mine now, my words shaping everything you see, hear and want. Your perceptions are transformed, magnified by my whole being and your trust for me...your complete relaxation...how seductive and sexy I am...it all makes it so, so easy to accept as you can do nothing else but obey me~” Rouge said, forgoing the figure-eights to go for belly rolls this time around, undulations being what she was aiming for as she went for a chaotic pattern, going for some slow waves at first, allowing Knuckles to follow this shift in her stance as she moved her arms and hands behind her head. Taking her time for a few moments, she then went for a few very fast rolls in order to assail his hypnotized mind and gaze as she couldn't help but smile in a smug fashion. The way he looked foolish, completely enthralled and so easily at that gave her an incredible thrill. Had she known this would work so well, she'd have gone for it sooner, yet for now it would be better to concentrate as she went for slow and languid rolls before going for a few fast ones yet again, her belly flesh luring him in, pulling his mind further into her dominion. “The more you stare, the further hypnotized you are by my entire being...and you've been staring for a very long time...And you will continue gazing upon my magnificence as it is what you want...but more importantly, it's what I want as I command you to look...So obey me...Obey your mistress~”

Each waves seemed to wash over his thoughts, as if it took something important from him. The slow ones were superb, but then he was overwhelmed by the rapidity of the new rolls as her belly was akin to a weapon of mass seduction. She had openly stated that he was hypnotized, subtly referencing that he was enslaved and that she was his mistress, but Knuckles was too far gone to register this consciously. His subconscious was her playground right now and he wouldn't oppose Rouge in any way, not while he was being entertained in such a fashion. He felt himself floating on top of that abdomen, reality waving like that tantalizing flesh as his smile grew and he began to shift forward unwittingly. His body, his heart, his spirit, even perhaps his soul desired more as Rouge held it all in the palm of her hand, but more importantly in her belly gem which sparkled and shone so brightly and enticingly.

“Very good...You are doing excellently and I am pleased...But now allow me to remind you of something that you want more than anything else...and that is to kiss my belly. The more it trembles, it will also shake all foundations to allow this truth to speak out, to manifest itself in desire as you wish for nothing more than to worship it, to adore it, to make out with that sumptuous part of me which has enslaved you thoroughly~” Rouge said as she broke her stance with a quick spin, then began to shimmy her hips. Fast bumps with no pause, going up and down as it did make her midriff shake and tremble as if it were shivering, making her soft flesh jiggle slightly in a manner that was made to be overwhelming as she held on to this for the longest time, amplifying it slowly with each passing moments. “Witness how you're salivating, how your remaining thoughts that I'm implanted are all converging to that one desire. You must obey, have to taste my belly flesh...Your lips and tongue desire nothing more than to submit to this, to my words, to the temptation...Watch it all and let it sink deeply into your psyche~”

He had never entertained such a notion, but the way she spoke about it did make it seem like it would be the very best thing he could do. His head was empty, everything else blurry or downright set aside as his mind was trembling in tandem with those hips. Everything was made even, completely handled by Rouge and her sex-appeal as he couldn't help himself as he stared at that belly flesh, at those hips, at that gem and how everything converged exactly toward that desire she suggested. He wanted to kiss that belly. He wanted to indulge himself, to worship her flesh in a way that would truly showcase his adoration. His lips puckered softly, drool began to double down as he looked silly, yet he was unaware of anything else but what Rouge told him and as the shimmies grew in intensity, everything went blank save for her and he felt almost as if he was gone from his body, his senses removed save for his sight and his hearing for one brief instant, his trance deepening to maddening levels of devotion to this single instant.

“You are ready, hypnotized beyond belief, my control absolute and your desire to obey reaching its peak...And so you are worthy of my reward, of what you've been wishing for in the deepest part of your heart~” Rouge said, dragging this along as she couldn't help but smirk as she placed her hands on her hips, trailing with her fingers toward her navel as she removed the gem, this precious and sparkling stone having done its job magnificently. Her round, deep and perfect belly button was now on display as she herself felt no short amount of excitement, this whole induction managing to thrill and arouse her somewhat too. She was, perhaps, looking forward to this just as much as he was, this dominance being quite a rush as she chuckled softly beneath her breath, caressing her now taut abdomen as her muscles were more than woken up, then she spoke in a voice that went beyond charming, going toward alluring and hypnotic instead. “Now kiss my belly, slave~”

Knuckles obeyed, as she knew he would. Any notion of pride, dignity or of his tasks had been briefly erased, instead replaced with a devotion and a level of obedience to impulses which Rouge had stirred up in an expert fashion. He rushed toward that abdomen and he planted his lips on it without a second-thought. The combination of oil and sweat, for the heat and her own efforts had indeed given way for perspiration, were no obstacles to his worship of Rouge as a whole, her belly being the most charming and tempting part in his mind. The taste of her overpowered anything as it was made better than it could ever be due to his trance and attraction to her, the two combining into something akin to ambrosia in his mind. He tasted all-around her soft flesh as the pressure of his kisses were both gentle and yet rough due to a lack of self-restraint and control. His own wish to obey and worship made him rush even though he wanted to take his time, his own actions unclear in how they should be done but decisive in how he had to indulge and accomplish them all the while.

“Very good...Very, very good indeed...Lose yourself in my taste...Feel time slowing down to a crawl as I invade your mouth, your lips and your taste buds...Let me sink so deeply into you as you envision my dance and my gem deep in your mind still...And go wilder still for me~” Rouge said as it was a strange sensation, this impulse of her somehow turning things against her yet she was ever resistant and determined. It was slightly ticklish, yet also pleasurable in a way that felt surprising as Knuckles right now was decidedly passionate, driven by her words and his own lust through a trance of her own design. He was on his knees, lost in a hunger which she never quite knew she could wake up as this had proven quite easy to boot. She knew she had an effect on him, but to make it bloom with so little effort was deeply satisfying as she herself wanted this to keep on going for just a little while longer. “Make out with my navel. Do it for your mistress~”

His lips were then magnetically pulled toward her belly button, complying with her command as they locked themselves around this sumptuous navel. His tongue darted and licked inside and within his psyche it was as if he was both polishing the gem and her round and perfect navel as well. He pictured her dance, those curves twisting and rolling as it was akin he was swimming in a sea of Rouge, all of them dancing and whispering to him, agreeing with his actions and pressing him to go further still. He was in a paradise of her own making, one that he would never have thought about yet right now thinking was hard...and obeying was easy. Very, very easy in fact. Her taste lingered, amplifying itself through each passing second and he felt invaded by Rouge, conquered in a way that felt right and proper. It was nirvana as if he was becoming one with her navel, as if she was absorbing him somewhat and he didn't mind it one bit.

And the kiss deepened, his nose sniffing the perfume of the oil, sweat and her natural odor as his love for her belly and for her kept him going. She hadn't motioned or spoken for him to stop and thus he would continue, doing so gladly at that. He was subjugated, lost amidst this obedience and craving, this lust of his which had never manifested itself so strongly before. He was taken care of, guided toward it and it felt so liberating, his own guilt over thinking about anything else but his duties never registering once as he kissed that navel not just like it was a lover, but also his owner. The weirdness of seeing himself as if below a mere belly button was never taken into consideration, with Knuckles simply going for it as if it was the most natural thing in the world as his lips were smothered in her rather than the opposite, as if her belly was kissing back somehow.

And still he kept it ongoing, time indeed having no meaning as this act he kept on perpetuating never lost its luster or appeal. It was simply the best thing imaginable, an overpowering and overwhelming drive that kept him energized and happy. And yet the taste began to fade slightly, as if it lost its potency as Knuckles continued to kiss and lick...and something was off. He felt no pressure on his lips anymore, nothing that sent waves of ecstasy through his brain and flesh as the blurry details, the beautiful colors and everything seemed to vanish somehow. His head began to clear, the surroundings of Angel Island settled back in and eventually he began to breathe hard, roughly as if he was completely exhausted. More importantly, the vision of Rouge in that sublime getup, of her sexy navel and hypnotic midriff dissipated, leading to an awareness that had been gone for quite some time as Knuckles realized not only that he was on his knees...but that he had been kissing the open air for the last few seconds.

“W-what the...” he said out loud, faint memories of what had transpired coming back to him as he looked at the nearby shadows of trees to determine the time...and hours had simply flown by. There had been Rouge...and her dancer ensemble...and her belly gem...and then he recalled everything through some efforts and he realized one thing: she had hypnotized him. She had used her beauty, her wits and his gullible nature to essentially toy with him. He felt a little ashamed, angry, flustered...a plethora of emotions that he did not know how to respond to as while he got up, he realized that she had left an envelope for him. Wary, he still opened it as the first thing he grabbed was a letter.

Dearest Knuckles,

I'm sorry for leaving you on your own after such an intimate and magnificent moment between us two. I have a rather charged agenda, plenty of things to accomplish and I couldn't bear to snap you out of your lovely dream. You are an absolutely excellent subject and a passionate belly kisser and worshiper. If you ever want to do this again, you only need to ask and I will gladly dance for you whenever you wish. I would certainly be very willing to repeat the experience.

Rouge.

P.S. I took the liberty of taking MY Master Emerald with me. I hope you don't mind.

A kiss mark could be found right next to her signature as Knuckles didn't quite know how to feel. He wasn't surprised that she had taken the opportunity to steal the Master Emerald, that much he should have foreseen, yet there was more in the envelope as a photograph could be found within as well...One in which she had a sexy pose while wearing that delightful outfit. It had obviously been taken right before she got to him, indicating that this had been her plan all along as he looked at the distance with an angry expression on his face. He would search for her, find her wherever she'd be...

And he'd make her dance for him again!

...

No, he would get the Master Emerald back.

...

That's what he meant.