A/N: Based on my friend TheHunterPersian's Vecpio College!AU, Transfer, and its sequel, Memoirs of Mobius U. I suggest reading those fics first to make sense of things here, as this is merely a full-on, balls-to-the-walls, author-approved, NSFW addendum. Stories may potentially be out of chronological order.

Nothing especially raunchy for this chapter, though. Just dreams. Chronologically set right before Story 13 of Memoirs, which is set near the beginning of the school year in Transfer.


Mighty awoke to the sound of rustling on the bunk above him. Knuckles you fidgety little fuck, he cursed mentally. He glanced at his phone's clock, groaning softly when he saw that it was 1:13 in the morning.

He tried to muffle the noise by putting a pillow over his head, but to no avail. To make matters worse, the echidna then began panting heavily. Mighty, still drowsy and confounded, could not put two and two together...until Knuckles started moaning.

The wrestler froze as he felt blood rushing to his muzzle and his face grew hot. He isn't...he thought.

The wrestler slowly got up out of bed, eyes now wide open, cautiously taking a look at the echidna on the top bunk. It was just as he had suspected.

The armadillo knew Knuckles sometimes slept naked, and neither one of them minded it one bit; they were bros after all. However, this time around, the football player was having quite a...dream. While his manhood was normally covered up by a blanket, tonight it was wide awake and had seemingly broken free from its cotton prison. It throbbed each time the echidna bucked his hips upwards or fidgeted. Knuckles' barbed hands were clenching and pulling on the pillow he lay on with such ferocity that Mighty was afraid it might rip at any moment, knowing the strength of the echidna.

"Knuckles," Mighty whispered tentatively. Knuckles stirred and moaned again.

"Mmm...Rouge..." the echidna groaned.

"Knuckles," the armadillo whispered a little louder, trying to shake the other awake. Unfortunately for Mighty, all that jostling sent Knuckles over the edge.

Mighty luckily drew his hand back in the nick of time, as cum splattered all over the echidna's chest and abs. Knuckles slowly lowered himself after arching his back, and the armadillo could see the satisfaction etched on his face. Once Knuckles looked about ready to wake up, however, Mighty ducked back down to his own bunk and hurriedly arranged himself to look like he was asleep.

Moments later, he heard the football player whisper "Aw fuck," before climbing down off the bed and silently meander towards the bathroom. He said nothing then and said nothing as he came back either.

The wrestler shoved the memories of that morning to the backburner of his brain, vowing not to speak about it until such time as it would be appropriate. So practically, never.

And with that, Mighty fell back into a surprisingly easy and dreamless sleep.


A/N: Ownership of these characters are privileges that I just don't have. I mean, if I did own them, everything you see here would be canon (probably). SEGA does have that kind of privilege however, so ask them to make it canon.

Not sure it'll bear much fruit, but hey, no harm in trying, right?

Additional Disclaimer: Permission granted by author of Transfer to expand upon their universe's story with some good ol' smut on November 10, 2015.