Sometimes Sonic has nightmares about the ocean.

His arm extended through a mosaic of lights and shimmers, the muted sound of waves and bubbles flowing all around and against his body. He reaches, trying so despairingly to break through to the air above.

The pressure is all around, suspending him in state of constant slow motion. No amount of kicking his legs or thrashing his arms will help him stay afloat.

It's why he hates the ocean. Always has, always will. Nothing good ever came from an enigmatic darkness; not in space and certainly not in the sea.

But the water is heavy, sharp, and suffocating. Every imaginary second, minute, hour that his mind traps him there is sinking him, delving him deeper into a slow but sure death.

And as the sparkling lights that seem to wink and tease at his drowning form start to wane and disappear, he feels his resolve and instincts break, his mouth opening inhaling the first wretched breath of pure salt water.

Like glass, with no blood, but all the cut and sting in his lungs…

He wakes up with a gasp, his hand searching for his heartbeat within his chest.

And as he feels the robust rise and fall of inhaling and exhaling he contemplates telling Tails' about his night terrors, but he knows his pride won't allow it.

/

Other nights he dreams about drowning.

Her raw form beneath him, in his bed…

It sucks the air right out of his throat.

She's small and lithe, the curves of her breasts, hips, and thighs spellbinding him.

It's hard to look away but when he feels her soft lips kissing and licking his neck as her hands gently guide his own over her breast, his eyes close trying to memorize everything in the moment.

He gently fondles at the softness in his hand suddenly all too aware of himself. He realizes how much bigger than her he is. He's never done this before, even though this dream haunts him frequently, every time is like the first.

She lets out a sigh, almost whimper like and with his free hand he tenderly cups the side of her face drawing her pouty lips to his own.

She's soft, sweet, and fresh like sugar and mint in spring and he feels weakened by her closeness in a way that not even the worst of battles have left him.

The feel of her legs wrapping around his waist, her delicate voice whispering his name like a mantra "Sonic, Sonic," make him quiver again.

He doesn't know how much more of this his body can take. He's torn in insecurity of inexperience but the way she molds to him builds a fierce burning in him that he know only she can satisfy.

Pulling slowly away from his kisses she demurely blinks up at him, the emerald of her eyes locking with his own.

She's so breathtakingly beautiful; he can hardly remember to breathe.

Staring into Amy Rose's eyes, the habitual instinct to run away is eclipsed by his desire to be intimate with her.

He pulls her chin to meet his lips as he aligns himself to her center & muffles her gasp as he enters her.

And if he felt like he was dying before, now he is sure of it. She's warm and tight & he can't think straight.

She's burning him up, drowning him, from the inside out.

It becomes a messy blur like being under water.

He can't breathe; her murmurs and panting are muffled and intertwining into background noise as he lets himself fall deeper and deeper into an endless oblivion bliss.

And as the tension in his body builds up to the boiling point, as he's sure he's going to pass out from feeling or lack of oxygen,

It's dark & he's alone.

/

When the sun is finally up, Tails preps the Tornado for their next adventure. The mechanical genius eyes his older brother curiously. He is already perched in his usual spot on the wings, stretching left then right, but then he has a fit of yawning.

"How did you sleep last night?" He calls out to him.

Sonic blinks and for a moment he sees Amy arching into him. With a glint in his eyes and a smile on his face he turns around and flashes Tails a thumbs up.

"Never better!"

/ AN: Hello there to anyone who's reading this! I am literally the worst person at posting but here i am again. This FF account is rather old, but im still very much active in reading and writing though my posting habits may not reflect that. Anyways for those who follow this and stick it out with me thank you! Writing is my hobby that I love dearly and I think i will continue forever. That and my love for all things Sonic and SonAmy, cuz real talk they my OTP. I hope you enjoy this little chapter, FINALLY I WROTE SOMETHING LEMON-Y! Its not easy to do folks! I actually rewrote this like 7 different times and this was the version that was blended of those times that seemed best. Please r&r it does my heart good! xoxo !