Tails can't escape Rouge (Vampire version)

(Warning, vampire snuff)

Tails was almost free. His paws crunched into the hot sand as he hurried toward Cream and Vanilla, ears still burning from Rouge’s taunts, his heart hammering in his chest. The drinks trembled in his hands, sweat dripping from the cups just like it dripped down his fur. He was proud of himself for resisting, proud of the willpower it took to walk away from that glistening body sprawled in the sun... but he had no idea that the huntress behind him wasn’t finished.

Rouge’s emerald eyes narrowed, fangs glinting in the sunlight as she licked across her lips. Her wings snapped open in one fluid motion, and with a powerful beat she was off her towel and airborne, her body cutting through the salt-heavy air like a predator in the night. She wasn’t about to let that stubborn little fox slip away. Not when her body burned with desire, not when her thirst needed quenched.

In an instant she was behind him, the shadow of her wings falling across his back. He barely had time to gasp before her tits pressed hard against him, smothering heat and soft, sweaty flesh enveloping his shoulders as her arms snaked around him. “Mmm... not so fast, sugar,” she whispered hotly in his ear. Her hand clamped over his muzzle tightly and the drinks spilled into the sand as she pulled him off his feet and dragged him behind the cover of a palm tree, out of sight from the bunnies waiting further down the beach.

Tails yelped, ears flicking back in shock, his tails thrashing wildly. “MMMPH!?” he gasped, struggling in her grip, but his small body was nothing against her strength. She pinned him against the rough bark of the palm, her tits squashed against his back, pressing into is soft fluffy fur. His twin cocks pushed out fully from their sheath, stiff and trembling from the rush of fear and arousal as they partly wrapped around the tree on each side.

Rouge’s smirk widened as she tilted his head to the side, her breath hot against his neck. Her wings spread wider, curling around him like a cage, cutting off the world outside. The scent of lotion, sweat, and lust filled his nose. His tails, frantic in their swishing, ended up brushing between her thighs, the fur dragging right across her soaked pussy. She moaned at the unexpected touch, grinding forward into his tails.

“Ohhh, you really are full of surprises, little fox...” Her voice was a husky purr as her eyes burned with green fire. She opened her mouth wide, baring her sharp white fangs like a beast in heat. With one swift bite, she sank them deep into the soft flesh of his neck.

Tails let out a muffled cry, cut short by her hand clamping over his snout even harder. His body jerked, eyes going wide as the hot sting of her fangs tore into him. Then came the rush... she sucked, hard and greedy, her throat working as his blood poured into her mouth. The taste was electric, rich and youthful, filling her belly with warmth even as it made her pussy ache harder. She moaned against his throat, drinking deep, her wings tightening their embrace around him.

He thrashed weakly, paws gripping at her arms, but the more she drank the weaker he became. His tails still twitched and swished, brushing and rubbing her slit until she was trembling against him. His cocks, stiff and leaking, pressed against the tree as his body confused pain with a wave of arousal. His eyes rolled back, his face wet with sweat and streaks of blood from his nosebleed earlier, as the strength poured out of him with every pull of her lips.

Rouge laughed low and dark against his neck, lifting her head for a moment to savor the sight of his half-lidded eyes and his trembling body. Blood trickled down her lips, gleaming red against her golden skin. “Mmm... so sweet... You really thought you could just say no and walk away from me?” she whispered before sinking her fangs in again, even deeper this time.

Tails whimpered under her hand, his muffled protests nothing but vibrations against her palm. His heart fluttered like a trapped bird, pumping harder, sending fresh waves of blood into her greedy mouth. His cocks jerked, spilling pre down his fur, even as his body sagged in her grip. His breath hitched, weaker each second, the thrill and terror mingling into one intoxicating mix inside him.

Rouge kept draining him, moaning louder as his struggles slowed. Her wings shuddered, her tits mashed tight against his back, her hips grinding into the brush of his tails. She could feel his pulse faltering against her tongue, his life pouring into her belly, making her shiver with ecstasy. His eyes rolled back completely, his body limp but still twitching with the involuntary spasms of arousal and fear.

Each pump of blood into her body made her feel more and more alive, as she absorbed him, her tits filling out more and growing, her hips widening and ass getting thicker. She was drinking his very life ****.

When she finally pulled away, her lips and fangs dripped with crimson, her emerald eyes glowing brighter than ever. She licked the blood from her lips in long, slow strokes, savoring it, her breath heavy. Tails slumped in her arms, pale, shriveled and drained of everything. Rouge purred and kissed the wound on his neck, smearing his blood across his fur as her tongue traced the bite marks. “Mmm... delicious little fox,” she whispered. “Nobody tells me no." she let his lifeless shriveled husk of a body fall to the sand, now significantly lighter as she easily pushed it behind a bush.

Licking the crimson beads from her fangs and her lips, she fluttered her wings feeling fully reinvigorated as she sauntered back to her beach towel. As much as she took from Tails, the towel was yet even smaller for her as she snuggled her plump ass down on it... and like a trap door spider, picked up the bottle of lotion to await her next victim.

Bad ending, Tails drained of all blood.