Tails asks to come inside and wait.

Tails hesitated at the threshold, his heart racing and throat dry, Tails looked up at Vector’s powerful frame, doing his best to muster a steady voice. "Uh, hey Vector… can I come in and wait for Cream inside?" he asked, his voice slightly higher than usual, betraying his nervousness.

Vector’s yellow eyes sparkled with mischief, his grin widening to a sharp, toothy smirk. "Sure you can, little buddy!" His deep voice was laced with playful amusement as he stepped back, with just barely enough for the slender fox femboy to slip through. Swallowing hard, Tails nervously stepped forward, turning sideways to avoid contact. As Tails squeezed past, his body brushed against the noticeable bulge of Vector’s cock under the towel. Tails felt his cheeks heat up, Vector's cock, hidden only by the thin fabric of the damp towel. The contact was brief, but unmistakable. A thick, firm, undeniable bulge that made his heart skip a beat. He glanced up at Vector, trying to read the crocodile's expression. Was it a deliberate move or just an accidental brush? Vector's wide, cheeky smile didn't help clarify things... it only added layers to the already thick tension. The contact was brief but unmistakable, electric sparks of contact shooting through Tails’ body. _'Is he teasing me? Testing me? Or does he want me to know what he's packing?' _Tails’ mind spun with uncertainty, his curiosity and intimidation mixing dangerously with his growing arousal, as well as more jealousy building up as he thought about how Vector used that large member on Vanilla.

"Oops, careful there," Vector chuckled, his eyes narrowing playfully as he observed Tails’ flushed face. He made no move to apologize, simply allowing the moment to linger... it almost felt like a dare.

Tails hurried inside, taking a deep breath to steady himself, the scent of freshly cooking food and warm, buttery baked goods immediately flooding his sensitive nostrils. His senses were overwhelmed by the smell of baking and the savory scent of a meal being prepared. The sound of humming came from the kitchen, a sweet, melodious tune that Tails recognized immediately... Vanilla. A melodious sound that seemed to pull him deeper into the house. The warmth of the home, the smell of food, and the underlying current of sexual tension made his head spin with possibilities. The thought that she was just around the corner, perhaps bent over the oven or stirring a pot, her body moving rhythmically to her tune, sent a thrill through him.

As he was ushered into the living room, Vector gestured towards the plush couch. “Cream should be here shortly... Vanilla is still cooking dinner, so you can wait on the couch, or head to Cream’s room if you need. Or do you wanna go to the restroom and wash up, little guy?”

Tails stood there, the options swirling in his head from his encounter with the large predator as he tried to reason his next action. He could sit on the couch and try to wait it out till his girlfriend, Cream, made it home. He could head down the hall to Cream's room on the first floor and wait for her there, relaxing on her bed... the very bed he took her virginity in. He could head up to the restroom and clean up a little... maybe splash some water on his face and cool off from his naughty thoughts and how Vector got him flustered... Or risk it for the biscuit and head to the kitchen to say hello to Vanilla already.

The options for Tails' next actions could be...

Tails sits on the couch to wait for Cream.

Tails heads down the hall on the first floor to Cream's room and lay in her bed.

Tails heads upstairs to the restroom to clean up and cool off.

Tails heads to the kitchen now and say hi to the MILF Bunny Vanilla.