Sonic stepped out of the bathroom, still dripping in some places, and peeked out with a dumb founded expression. He wondered where Scourge was going and for a second was concerned about leaving him alone to wreck havoc outside. He doubted he'd do anything foolish or too bold, betting most of his attention revolved around him now; certain he wouldn't want to risk losing the leverage he had over the other Freedom Fighters. He may have went out for some food. That connection he made fairly quickly at the reminder of him screaming he hadn't eaten in a while. Same could be said about him - not counting the sticky hot meal he had this morning.
Sonic thought about following his example, leaving and stretching his legs, but something kept him put (besides the locked doors). And his attention was focused on the bedroom Scourge had insisted to correct as theirs. Well, he planned on doing a little redecorating.
He took what time he had to himself to smash the monitor Scourge had showed him earlier. He also took out a lot of his stress and fury on the lights, bashing against the hidden cameras in an angry ball until the area was engulfed in darkness.
Surprisingly, Scourge didn't jump out from an obscure hiding place to stop him from going on his rampage. In fact he didn't seem to return for quite a while afterwards, either. The scent that seemed to coat every inch of this place was nothing more then a lingering memory. Freedom HQ fell silent with the exception of the faint hum of the machines on the upper level. Sonic was alone, trapped, and thanks to his own hasty actions without any light barring the dimmed overhead light in the common room. Must have been a Mobeius thing to keep their houses so dark. Nothing seemed to happen. Time seemed to stand still.
Then the unmistakable sound of a Sonic Boom roared through the common room. That was Sonic's only warning. Faster than a blink of an eye he had attacked; a snapping kick aimed for the blue hedgehog's side. A kick preformed so fluidly that Scourge didn't even need to remove his hands from his pockets to deliver it. He didn't need to see Sonic to kick his ass. He could smell him, hear his breathing, and an instance before his strike he could see that familiar silhouette. Sonic wasn't exactly expecting such a violent greeting either, crash landing him against the floor, completely off guard.
Sonic fell belly down with a stifled grunt, pain swiftly stroking its way over his face, and disappearing the next. He pressed his hands against the floor to help himself stand back up, squinting green eyes, trying to spot Scourge in the dark.
"Miss me, huh?" Sonic mused dryly, pressing a hand against a bruising side. He was surprised he hadn't fractured something. "I did a little redecorating inside "our" room. Hope you don't mind." He made sure to use the word 'our' loosely, assuming that this was the reason why he had lashed out at him so unexpectedly. A rather dirty trick to sneak up on him like that. But that was Scourge for ya.
The green menace didn't stop at the first hit this time either. Quick steps closed in the distance between them once more. His brisk movements were enough to mask his right leg snapping up suddenly to catch the hedgehog struggling to get up on the underside. Still not enough. The same leg that took the last swing at him whipped around from underneath him to over top of him. Sonic might feel the caked on dirt on the sole of his boot when he put it down on the hedgehog's back between his spines. He put his weight behind it in an attempt to pin the hedgehog to the ground. Sonic hadn't been near up to his speed and strength as he was before to match Scourge's abrupt actions. Before he could tell just what was going on, he only then registered it after he was firmly put in his place, pressed down in discomfort.
" Don't you know it, baby. " Scourge's voice was much stronger then it was before. He'd obviously eaten. A good meal was all he needed to get on the road to full strength once more. His aim was to simply test where his speed and strength laid afterwards. He hadn't even noticed that the strip of cameras that used to line the bedroom had been permanently put out. Not until Sonic pointed it out, at least.
He was almost comical in the way he lifted his shades to look around the pitch black room. " You could've just told me you didn't like the green. " He lowered his shades to allow them to set on the bridge of his snout. " Ambience 1. " The sound that hit the air was similar to the sound that those shackles made. The room was then bathed in a faint white glow from lights embedded in the ceiling above. Now he could see the entire scene, all the destruction, as well as the bruised hedgehog at his feet. " You didn't have to smash my monitor ... "
Sonic bit his bottom lip, palms once more pressing against the floor. He felt every area Scourge must've hit before, surprised by the other's life. Without adequate sleep or food (and a still swollen backside), Sonic just wasn't up to speed. He jerked against his attacker, testing to see whether or not he'd give way, but ended up just laying there some more.
"Well..." Sonic started to explain, no doubt leading up to his usual mocking tone, sounding more half hearted than he normally would have, "I just missed you so much," He inhaled, let it out, his side aching all over again, "I got to pretending it was you. So I tried to smash your head in. And I succeeded."
Scourge felt the attempt to rise under his foot again and in his rising anger he raised his foot about a quarter of an inch before stomping down on the same area with a grunt. 'Stay. Good boy.'
" Well, ani't that sweet? " Scourge didn't need to sound angry to get the point across. His voice was quite mocking; more mocking than Sonic's wavering tone could hope to be.
" You smashed my favorite copy of our little adventure, but I'm sure we can have even better ones to make up for it. " The implication alone was enough to flood his tone with joy. Scourge decided to let him up now, not go, by dragging the sole of his shoe between the quills on his back to his stumpy tail. A harsh yank separated them. " Get up. " He snapped. " I don't think I'm done kicking your ass yet. " Or ... he could just lay there in that highly vulnerable position and let the King have his way. He had a pretty good view of the nearly-broken hedgehog from his high perspective. In particular he seemed to be fixated on his rear and those gripable hips.
Sonic didn't exactly see or want it that way, however. Blue took the opportunity to rise despite his current back ache. He really was in no condition to brawl with Scourge but he couldn't decline the offer. He was going to have to endure the other's frustration whether he went down with a fight or not. He couldn't say he was looking forward to it. He already got a taste of the other's energy level and the green hedgehog was probably already aware of his, not exactly making him a formidable foe right now. He wasn't about to give in otherwise, however; he'd never willfully submit to the cocky green bastard.
Sonic didn't waste time, hoping to get a lucky hit in before the other got wound up and ready to go - if he wasn't already. The second the soles of his shoes were planted on the floor, before even straightening up, Sonic came back at him with a fist already rearing to go. Where he aimed it, for his nose.
The eyes on Sonic's nether regions gave Scourge the added bonus of seeing where his feet were going before they got there, however. Green's body tensed as if he was going to try to intercept the other hedgehog head on. Similar to the move he pulled with his homing attack in the forest this was just a fake out. When Sonic lunged he quickly pivoted back and slightly to the left to avoid him completely, but he wasn't done just yet. The way he moved ensured that one foot would hit the ground before the other. When that one landed he whipped the other around to build enough momentum to shoot off a roundhouse kick aimed for the back of the other hedgehog's head. It would have been more embarrassing (and funny) to just dodge and let blue fall flat on his face, but he decided to soften him up a little more for tonight's activities.
Sonic was even slower than he thought. When Blue realized just how much of an advantage Scourge had against him, he was quite intimidated; even without anything shackling his limbs out of commission, he had the advantage. He didn't want to think that he was that weak but the collision of Scourge's foot against his head was making him feel pretty damn bad.
Sonic fell forward, chin bashing against the floor, causing his teeth to clamp together hard. He chipped a canine in the process, intent on ignoring his mouth pain and the dizziness that made his throbbing head swirl.
"Fuck.." He exhaled, face contorted in agony on his way up. As fast as he fell, he was trying to stand, rather impressive after a blow like that. Sonic was expecting another so he tried his hardest to get ready to move.
The second he realized Scourge wasn't attacking, however, Sonic was back in action. No matter how much the odds stacked against him, his stubbornness prevailed. This time he twisted around for a kick of his own, a back kick directed at the other's gut. He was clumsy and slow, and he already knew the outcome before Scourge did anything.
Chances of losing this battle to the already weakened hedgehog were quickly approaching null. Scourge knew better than to completely let down his guard though. No need to get stupidly cocky. The green hedgehog was moving to close the distance, having stalked his opponent's movements intently behind the cover of his shades. The kick he threw made him think that even Patch would be able to avoid a slow attack like that. Scourge didn't need to exert anymore of that brimming energy than needed.
Sonic's foot was caught by the ankle with his left hand. Grip tightening, he yanked hard with intent of sending the other hedgehog on his back. Scourge didn't hold his leg. He released it with a forceful shove as if it was the most disgusting thing in the world, frowning. " Good thing this part didn't get recorded. You probably wouldn't want your friends to see this, either. " Scourge took a calm step backwards to give Sonic space to get up. Yes; the challenge was still open. He wanted Sonic to keep trying, keep failing, and ultimately realize how far he'd fallen. " Are you done yet? I'm bored ... "
Sonic breathed, panted more like it. He was really trying, and it upset him to hear the other taking him so lightly. He was right though, he was glad he wasn't recording this. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so off his edge. To lose his cool in front of Scourge... well, he just didn't want to go down like this. Not in front of anyone.
He slowly lifted into a sitting position, swallowing blood in his mouth. It had built up from his earlier fall before this; his teeth had raked the inside of his left cheek in the collision of his upper and lower jaw. "Not yet." He murmured, mustering up a glare to throw at Scourge, eyes filled with spite. Sonic rose to his feet despite how much his body cried for him to stay down. Time to try something else.
He knew his options were limited and his head was in too much distress to try anything that involved him spinning. He would have felt a lot more comfortable fighting from a distance too but it appeared he had to get close again. So in an effort to disorient him and give him some kind of upper hand, Sonic didn't run at him. He used what energy he had left into a burst of speed. To the average person, you'd see a glimpse of blue to the left, to the right. Going at him in a straight line would have just been expected.
Sonic ended his little parade, however, with another attempt to kick him, moving to his backside. Except this time, he lowered his body towards the ground in order to sweep the other's feet out from under him. Maybe if he got him down, he'd be easier to manage.
Sonic moved so fast that Scourge didn't have time to register that he had indeed moved before getting his feet swept out from under him. Instead of landing on his back he crashed down on his side. His eyes were now wide with surprise and trying to locate the Mobian who vanished from his sights earlier.
Scourge planted one arm on the ground while the other reached for his jacket; a very dangerous action given what happened the previous times he dug in there. " Got lucky, cocksucker. " He spoke louder than normal while making an attempt to get back onto his feet. There was a method to his madness; he was preparing a defense without going on the offensive. Going on an all out attack wasn't the best method to win, he learned. Given those hard life lessons he'd feign being stunned in hopes that Sonic would push his luck.
Said hedgehog felt an ounce of confidence come back once he saw Scourge go down. Though he backed himself away to survey the situation, not wanting Scourge to somehow counter attack in the position he had fallen into before, it was then he realized he was going for something. He was immediately concerned, the adrenaline racing through his system making him act on sheer impulse.
He didn't want to give the green hedgehog a chance to get back up on his feet again, that was the only thing he could think about. When he started to act, just after a rather uncalled for reply, Sonic came into full view, jumping in front of him. One leg was reared back, his right - and his aim locked onto something more vital than his gut. He attempted to kick his sorry face in order to force him back down.
Sonic failed to realize that he was disadvantaged for another reason aside from his weakened state, however. It was a flaw of the Mobians of this world that confused Scourge to no end. Similar to bringing a knife into a gun fight, he decided to fight with a reasonable amount of honor over doing whatever it took to win. This wasn't a game; there was more at stake than pride.
Coming into his sights for the attack ensured that Scourge would get where he needed to go on his end to effectively end this fight. What had he grabbed from his pocket? The crackling of electricity hit the air at the same moment Sonic threw that kick. He made a slight miscalculation in judging the other hedgehog's ability to throw a kick in his condition. Scourge originally intended to evade and hit him with the newly introduced weapon. Given the slight miscalculation the best he could do was defend himself from the blow. The arm that held the little black taser curved around like a snake posed to strike before jerking forward with the intent to put the electrical current to the kicking leg. In reflex, Scourge ducked his head, but that was not enough to save him. He made damn sure to hold onto the tazer when the kick sent him rolling a few feet away. Sonic would feel that his heel made contact with the top of his skull most likely. Incidentally, the material in the shoes were enough to keep him from feeling the electrical current.
Sonic was out of breath again, he hadn't stopped panting. He took pride in the fact he was still able to fight Scourge and yet he felt that he was at such a disadvantage that he needed to pull a taser out? How pathetic could you be?
"What? Even in this condition, you can't face me on your own?" Sonic's body trembled with a small augh. "It's a good thing we didn't record that, huh?" The hedgehog quipped darkly, hands clenching into fists at his sides.
"King, Scourge? Seriously? You've set your sights way too high."
Already moving to his feet, the green hedgehog couldn't say that he was too surprised that the hero decided to call him out on the use of a weapon. The taser was still at his side; currently off so their voices could clearly be heard. He could turn it back on in a blink of an eye. After Boomer hit him with it a few times he made sure he knew how to operate one. Never know when such skills could be useful. " Keep talking big shit, babe. " This time there was a hint of annoyance in his voice. He'll attribute that to the pounding headache he currently had. " It's really unattractive. " His hands clenched at approximately the same time that Sonic's did. Scourge would've been pretty weirded out if he noticed, but he was too busy glaring into those emerald green eyes to pay attention to the details.
" And here you are. Sonic the Hedgehog. Hero of Mobius. You couldn't stop me from taking your base. You couldn't stop me from kidnapping you. You couldn't stop me from fucking you. You couldn't stop me from making you suck me off. Hell, you couldn't even stop me from taking a shower with you. I might not've been able to hold onto my Kingdom, cocksucker, but I am able to hold onto myself. There's no fuckin' way I'm gonna let someone walk over me like I did you. " Sonic probably could've picked up on the implication behind 'did' in that sentence both ways. Then, in what seemed like a miracle, Scourge started to back away from the other hedgehog. His eyes never left the other. " You can't save yourself. You can't even help yourself. Better hope you could, though, since there's no fuckin' way I'm banging you tonight. " The hand that wasn't on the taser was now on the door. If Scourge didn't take him tonight Sonic would have to extend his stay in this hell hole by a day. Surely he didn't want that, but what could he do? Just look at that look on the evil hedgehog's face; he was serious!
Sonic tried not to let what he said get to him but he was disappointed that there had been no way of stopping it - it bothered him, no matter how much he didn't show it. If he said anything now, he felt like he was just agreeing to what Scourge said.
"--Wa-wait." Sonic's hands relaxed by his sides as he stared, uncertain as to what he should say or do. He swallowed thickly, wondering if he should waste the embarrassing effort. If Scourge already said he wasn't going to, he quite obviously wasn't going to beg. He felt sick just to think that he needed to bring it up and that he could quite possibly be getting nailed in the ass again already.
"I mean... You sure you're just... But..." He couldn't get it out. He felt like a fish out of water, his mouth opening and closing before staying shut, giving him a blank stare, wondering maybe an extra day wouldn't be too horrific. How long could he last one way or the other? Not only would Scourge leave him there in that room for the night if he decided to go out that door, but he was going to ensure that the hedgehog would be punished for his boldness. Sonic would be the one suffering, not him, since he intended on either locking himself in another room to milk out the seed that he'd been building all day for him, or find some cute young Mobian outside to pump it in. He didn't have to suffer to teach his counterpart a lesson and had no intention to.
Sonic's wavering voice was enough to make Scourge pause in moving that door. The fingers on that door tapped off an irritant tune when blue just stuttered instead of getting to the point. " I'm serious. " How could he tell? Not a single nickname was attached to the end of that statement. He wasn't joking; he was going to leave unless the hero did something to save the night. " I'm not gonna hold you down to do you a favor. Don't need to. " A snap was mixed in with his own annoyance. " There's plenty of cute girls out there who want to get laid tonight. Why should I stay here and fight to fuck a c- guy who doesn't want me? " He almost didn't catch himself.
Sonic tore through the data base in his mind, trying to come up with an answer to his dilemma. What would be the right choice? He found himself asking that on more than one occasion throughout his miserable stay here. He wasn't sure about anything anymore. With the way Scourge was talking now, he wondered, even if he waited, if whether or not the green hedgehog would refuse to indulge him in this sickening act unless he otherwise said something to interest him?
"I'm sorry." Sonic blurted, clamping his mouth shut again and wincing as he remembered the chipped canine.
He hadn't been thinking. He often did stuff without thinking it over first. This time was no different. He really just wanted it all to end but before that could happen it had to start. It was a never-ending nightmare and Sonic found his own behavior more and more upsetting. Scourge was bringing out the worse in him whether or not he was aware of it yet. He knew it but he couldn't stop it. He had to say something to get his attention, right?
Scourge expected that much. Just telling him that he was sorry for tearing up his room and trying to kick his ass among other things wasn't going to cut it, though. It was only enough to make the self declared King disarm himself of the weapon that Sonic already knew enough. The taser clattered on the floor beside him was pinned under his foot, and swiftly kicked into the common room where he'd retrieve it later. He really had to make a mental note of that. It wasn't going to get smashed up like his monitor.
" I bet. " So soft that his voice barely registered. The distance between them would be closed at a much slower pace then he did before. He was still in no hurry to scoop his rival into his arms and love him tender into the night. In fact, his body was posed as if he expected this to turn into another attack. " Am I supposed to believe you 'cause you just told me? Bullshit. You can say whatever you want to get what you need and go back to the same ol' thing tomorrow. Follow. " Scourge nearly reached out for his chin, but he reconsidered about an inch or so from his target. He backed off. His hand didn't lower, though.
" I don't believe this will be the last time you pull this shit. " Now he sounded doubtful. Sonic was going to have to do more then just apologize, it seemed.
"I won't anymore." Sonic quietly replied, a rather sad sigh following after. "I know what I have to do so... I can give you my word that this week, I won't fight you. No more." It may not have meant anything if he had been anyone else but his word was as good as gold. Even to his enemies. But his promise seemed to only expand over this week and for good reason.
The expression on Scourge's face hardly changed. He was still doubtful that the arrangement would last knowing how touchy his counterpart got when he got touchy. Time to test the waters. That uncertain hand finally found it's mark. After the brutal beating he delivered earlier it may have been surprising how light his touch was. Sonic seemed to flinch as if he was expecting something more though. It was just enough to take his cheek and chin into the palm of his hand, however, to both pull him in and hold him steady for a kiss. It was not the same type of borderline sensual kiss that they had earlier in the day. Scourge's tongue stayed right where it was in his mouth. He only pressed his lips against his rival's for a few precious seconds. " This is your last chance, babe. " Locking eyes, he hoped to show that he was at least willing to give him another chance. No longer glaring, his face bordered somewhere between his old high strung self and something a little warmer. Barely noticeable. " I'm very tempted to tie you down again, but - " What was that? In the darkness of this room he was certain such a thing wouldn't be noticeable, but there seemed to be a little heat in his cheeks. " I want to see what happens if I don't. "
Sonic felt the desire, heat, lust, what-have-you, begin to build in what shouldn't ever exist. He could take advantage of the spell he was under, maybe make this not so bad...
His face flushed in shame. Strange, when at the same time, he thought he might have saw a little red in the other's cheeks as well.
Sonic got the idea pretty quick, though hesitant, but planned on keeping true to his word. It was going to be hard, especially if Scourge planned on over abusing him throughout the week span.
Sonic rose shaky hands up, slowly, carefully, so not to take the other by surprise. He didn't want it to look like he was about to shove or hit him, and instead settled his hands onto Scourge's shoulders.
Taking a deep breath, Sonic got them started. He leaned in and closed his eyes, pressing tender lips against the other's battered ones, not just returning a peck. Sonic's tongue slipped passed his lips, prying at Scourge's in a timid gesture, squeezing it in once he got the silent word 'go.'
