Title: A Cursed Obsession
Cartoon/Comic: Sonic Underground/Archie Sonic the Hedgehog
Pairing: Manourge
For: ilikepie1100
Chapter 11: Pain and Wretched Horror Part 4

(If five people tell me I need to up the mature content tag on this any higher, I'll take it down. Just tell me, and I'll do so!)

Manic stuck he's fingers into the bloody mess that was Scourge's legs. He then reached between them to lubricate the area of insertion before pushing a finger inside of the tightness. Scourge winced. Luckily, his legs hurt too much for him to complain about being finger banged. A minute after doing this to Scourge, Manic pulled his fingers out, puzzled.

"Dude, it just doesn't seem to be enough!" he said.

"Enough of what?" Scourge asked coldly.

"Blood…." Manic thought about stabbing his legs, or even possibly moving to his lover's arms, but he changed his mind when suddenly the little light bulb in his mind lit up, and he came up with a creative solution to his problem.

He first began by warming himself up, stroking between his own legs to make sure that he kept his current arousal at full capacity.

"What're you gonna do?" Scourge asked, feeling less afraid, now. He decided that he could deal with being forced upon. Anything to keep his legs so he could run free….

"Well," Manic moaned a little bit as he quickened his pace. "I'm gonna make this easier for both of us. You'll be nice and wet by the time I'm ready to start." Reluctantly, Manic quit pleasuring himself, and picked up his knife again. Scourge's ears flattened in fear.

"T-there's no need for any more stabbing, is there?"

"Nah." Manic moved down between his prey's legs. "If only this table were a bit wider. You're flexible, so there'd be no problem with your body being spread wider apart. This is gonna have to do, though." He started to move his left hand—the hand holding the knife—down to his legs. Scourge started struggling again.

"Are you gonna chop my dick off!" he yelled. Manic didn't answer. The crazy teen moved lower than that, having another plan in his mind. He shoved the knife deep inside of Scourge's anus, bringing forth a scream from the evil hedgehog that had never graced Mobius with its presence before. He moved it around and twisted it, cutting up his inner walls, utterly ruining the virgin hole. Blood poured from the naked hedgehog's backside. He even stabbed—unintentionally—into Scourge's sensitive prostate, completely destroying it. Then he pulled it out. He positioned himself at the juicy, torn opening and said,

"See? I told you this wouldn't hurt!" before shoving himself inside of him. Scourge cried like he never had before.