All Characters (C) to SEGA and Sonic Team.
Ages:
Scourge- 24
Amy Rose- 21
Espio- in between late 20s or early 30s
Yeah, Espio is the only character I could think of as the bartender. xD
Rendezvous
It's nighttime.
Amy Rose is laying down on bed, crying her eyes out. She is deeply heartbroken when the love of her life has left her for someone else. Her glass is shattered into pieces and there's no way for her to fill in the missing puzzle pieces. The pain is too much for her to handle.
"Why," Amy laments through her pink and white frilly pillows, "Why? Why does this have to happen to me?"
She continues to cry for many minutes, which turned into hours. As two hours have passed, she decided to hit the bar to drink her sorrows away.
At The Disappearing Glass, Espio, the bartender and owner of the pub, is serving Amy every cocktail he has and she ordered, from pina coladas to mai tais, from daiquiris to mojitos. After fours glasses, she slams the now-empty glass against the bar table.
"Espio!" Amy slurs, "Another mojito!"
Espio comes to her, wiping one of his glasses with a towel. "Don't you think you have enough, Amy?"
Amy hiccups, still feeling heartbroken from her breakup. "I'll tell you when I have enough. Now, give me another mojito."
Espio shrugs. "Suit yourself. If you get alcohol poisoning, don't come crying to me." There, he goes to make the cocktail for Amy.
"You really should lay off those cocktails," A male husky voices next to Amy tells her.
Amy looks to her side to see who was talking to her: Scourge.
Scourge is sitting next to Amy on the barstool, facing away from the bar with his legs crossed, and smoking a cigarette. Amy gets sickened by the smell of smoke coming from Scourge's mouth. Scourge inhales and exhales the smoke.
"What are you doing here, Scourge?" Amy slurs in anger, not happy to see him.
Scourge turns around on the barstool to face the bar, still holding his cigarette in between his fingers. He lets out another blow.
"What?" Scourge says, "Can't a guy have some alone time at the bar too?" He flicks the ashes onto an ashtray on the bar table. "I mean, you're not the only one who is heartbroken by some asshole."
Espio comes, giving Amy her cocktail. She thanks him before he departs to do his job.
"Hey, bartender!" Scourge calls out to Espio, "Give me a bourbon!"
"You got it!" Espio calls out. He comes back giving Scourge his bottle of bourbon before departing again.
Amy takes a big sip of her mojito. "What were you talking about before, about me not being the only one?"
Scourge takes a swig of his bourbon. He slams the bottle down on the table, giving a huge sigh. "I just got my ass dumped."
Amy sips her cocktail again. "Sorry to hear that," she says sarcastically. "Aren't you Mister Player or something?"
Scourge inhales his cigarette before dipping it into the ashtray to suffocate the flame, so he could drink his alcoholic beverage. "Not anymore. My heart belonged to someone, until I realized what a cheating bitch she is."
He begins to think about his heartbreak. Amy realizes that he's serious. Suddenly, her emotions changes from sarcastic to sympathy. She scoots closer to Scourge.
"Hey," Amy has her arm around her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I know how you feel."
Scourge makes eye contact with Amy, who is now finishing up her mojito before she sets the empty glass on the table for Espio to pick up.
"Now you're sorry?" Scourge asks, thinking that Amy is not serious. She nods.
Scourge scoffs, "That's great. Like that will make me better." He takes another swig of bourbon.
The two hedgehogs became quiet with one another. Espio tells them that it's time for the bar to close. Amy and Scourge pay their bills separately, thanked Espio and they both leave the bar.
Amy is standing by the front of the bar with Scourge, facing the opposite direction as him. She says, "Well, I better get going."
Just when Amy is about to leave, Scourge grabs her by the arm—gently.
"Hey wait," Scourge calls out to her. Amy turns around to face him.
"You don't have to leave me right away. You're welcome to be at my place." He smiles.
Amy couldn't help but to smile as well.
~~X~~
Scourge and Amy Rose are at Scourge's living room of his apartment. The two are kissing with one another; it started off as slow and gentle, to something more vigorous and rough. Their tongues are attaching to one another. Then, they broke apart with their string of saliva breaking apart.
Scourge brings his lips to Amy's neck.
"Oh Scourge," Amy moans. He begins to bite and suck at her neck, leaving a noticeable bruise on her delicate skin. She continues to moan in ecstasy at the feeling of Scourge's fangs digging down.
Suddenly, Scourge and Amy are feeling something down there. They broke apart to make eye contact with one another. He smiles slyly at her.
"Let's get this on, shall we?" Scourge seductively asks her.
Amy giggles, "Yes, we shall."
Scourge picks Amy up and he takes her into his bedroom. He kicks the door close and he lays Amy down on his mattress. He strips off his jacket and then his wife-beaters and jeans, leaving his entirely naked in front of Amy. Amy couldn't help but to blush at Scourge.
The two continue to make out more vigorously, all a while Scourge is stripping Amy off her own clothes before dropping them with the rest. Amy is left naked underneath Scourge's touch.
They broke off the kiss, so Scourge could take a good look of Amy Rose wearing nothing at all.
"You look so sexy, baby," Scourge comments in a whisper.
"You too," Amy whispers.
They make out for another few minutes before Scourge gets on his knees on the bed. He pulls out his erection and puts it onto Amy's face.
"Suck on it," Scourge gently forces Amy to suck his phallus. He has it in her mouth. Amy is slightly disgusted with the taste, but she cannot deny it. She begins to suck.
"Oh, yeah, baby, keep going." Scourge moans underneath his breath.
He continues to force Amy with the oral sex for the next ten minutes or so. At that moment, he came inside her mouth. Scourge still has Amy in his grasp, telling her what he wants her to do now that her mouth is filled with his white fluids.
Amy—reluctantly—swallows the semen. Scourge pulls his phallus out of her mouth. He pins her down on the bed. He gives her his signature sly smile, "Now it's your turn, baby."
There, he spreads Amy's legs wide open not before biting down her inner thighs. Amy lets out a yelp when she feels his fangs biting down into her sensitive part of her body. Scourge trails his lips to her womanhood. He begins to lick and suck her.
Amy couldn't help but to moan at his pleasures. Scourge continues the oral sex while at the same time inserting her bare fingers into her. This lasted for several minutes. Amy is now squirming on top of the sheets and pillows.
"Scourge, I—I can't hold it anymore!" Amy cries out.
Scourge ignores her and resumes the oral sex. He sucks and licks and repeats the process until…
Amy lets out a scream of ecstasy as she inadvertently came right inside Scourge's mouth. Scourge picks his head up with a mouthful of her sweet fluids. He swallows it before making out with Amy once more.
He gets on top of her with her legs wrapping around his waists. Just then… his erection appears again. He begins to rub himself against Amy.
Without acknowledging her… Scourge inserts himself right into Amy.
Amy lets out a scream in both pain and pleasure. She's not a virgin, but it's still painful for the little pink hedgehog to handle.
Scourge begins to penetrate her deeply and in a moderate pace.
Amy couldn't stop screaming at Scourge's pace. He's going fast as she thought.
"Ah!" Amy shrieks, "You're too fast!"
Scourge pants and grunts as he continues to penetrate her. "Yeah! You like that, huh?"
As seconds pass by, Scourge picks up the pace from moderate to severely fast. He couldn't resist the pleasure. He even lets out louder grunts and moans.
Amy on the other hand is screaming underneath Scourge's trap. He has his hands pinned down onto her to prevent her from escaping. She continues to scream more in pain.
"Too fast! Too fast!" Amy screams out, losing all the pleasure.
Scourge continues to ignore her and resume the rough sexual intercourse. Much to Amy's reluctance and pain, he picks up the pace to as fast as he could, all a while screaming like a fucking animal. Soon, their furs are covered with sweat from the heat inside his bedroom.
He changes position by rolling himself onto his back while Amy is sitting on top of him in a riding position. There, Scourge forces Amy to ride him in the same severely fast pace.
"Come on," Scourge whispers. "Come on."
Amy continues to moan and scream at the painful pace that Scourge is doing. Scourge then lets out a loud grunt per thrust he makes. The pain is too much for Amy to handle—she begins to cry.
Scourge ignores her painful cries as he resumes the rough love-making.
Minutes later…
He came inside of her. He finally stops, leaving Amy sitting on his pelvic region with his phallus still inside of her.
"I—I must be dreaming." Amy pants. "This isn't real, this is all just a dream."
Scourge pulls Amy on top of him, giving her kisses on the mouth. He tells her, "No, baby, you're not dreaming. This is real. And of course, you're mine now." He chuckles darkly.
Amy couldn't believe her eyes, but she didn't care anymore. She finally got what she wanted—for her broken glass to heal and her missing puzzle pieces found.
She and Scourge steamily make out once more prior to breaking apart.
"I love you, Scourge."
Scourge ignores her, not knowing whether if this is true love or just lust. It could be false since the both are just drunk from their alcoholic beverages back at Espio's bar. Who cares? He has his broken glass healed and missing puzzle pieces found as well.
Amy Rose gets off him, laying her head on top of his chest, with her palms touching against his scarred pelt.
Scourge wraps his arm around Amy's shoulders pulling her closer to him. He gives her a kiss on the forehead.
"Just go to sleep, Rose."
In seconds, Amy is fast asleep.
Scourge sighs, still holding her closer to him in bed. His face is suddenly solemn.
"I love you, too, Amy Rose."