She could hear her phone chiming in the distance. In her groggy state, it sounded so far away, but she knew that it was close. Ayano opened her eyes and saw its blurry shape sitting a few feet away from her face. Just out of reach.

The phone chimed again, persisting. It might be the Hero Association. It might be Mumen Rider. It might be Fubuki-san or Lily-chan. She blinked and started to move, but felt an arm slip around her waist before she could get out of the futon. Ayano's back was met with warm, bare skin, and she felt her face burn with a blush. "Sonic…?"

"Stay."

She relaxed in his hold, half-smiling to herself. Even with the world so blurry, even with her phone chiming with message after message, she was willing to ignore it all for this warm embrace. "Okay," she conceded.

"Good girl. Maybe I should reward you." Before she could blink again, the hero was on her back with the ninja hovering over her. Fingertips trailed along the side of her face, pausing at the scar near the corner of her mouth. A knee wedged between her thighs, prying them open as he leaned down.

Ayano's heart raced as she stared up at him, a lump forming in her throat when she felt the heat of his body against hers. "Er…um…"

"What? Why do you look nervous?" he taunted. "I thought heroes were supposed to be bold."

"Ngh." Her back arched as his leg rubbed between hers. Biting back her nervousness, the girl reached up and pressed a hand at the back of his neck. Leaning up, she brought her lips to his scar-riddled shoulder. Ayano did not know what she expected to happen, but when he inhaled sharply and pressed his hips forward, the hero felt a rush of warmth to everywhere that their skin touched.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing along his throat and moving toward his shoulder again. Hands slipped beneath her thighs and drew her legs up around his waist. Ayano heard a low growl escape from the man before her hips were pressed tight against the futon by his.

Ayano's experience with relationships was severely limited. Her experience with men in general was limited. She was acting purely on instinct, but doing her best to incite pleasant reactions from him. Every little movement from Sonic, every sound, made her heart feel fluttery and filled her with a pleasant heat.

The girl's phone continued to chime with messages until it finally began to actually ring. Sonic tensed, releasing a quiet growl as he buried his face in the side of her neck. "Who is that?"

"I…don't know. It might be the Hero Association," she admitted. The hero fell back onto the pillow, panting softly. She blushed and turned her head to the side, a little embarrassed by how heated things had become. But it…feels so good to be this close to him.

"Would you rather answer your phone or continue this?" His hips continued to grind down against hers and he smirked when he heard her release a gasp.

"I sh-should answer my phone, but…I don't want this to stop." Just speaking those words was enough to make her face go from pink to red. She could feel a rush of pleasure every time he rubbed against her and it felt like there was a pressure building in her lower half.

He leaned back, gripping her chin with one hand. "Aren't you a bad girl? You're going to ignore your job for me?"

Unable to look away from the man's eyes, she found herself biting her lower lip. "I like this though." She hated that she sounded almost like she was whining, but she did not want the warm, pleasant feelings to go away. After seeing him grin at this, she frowned and pushed herself to sit up.

Sonic was forced to move away from her and watched with disappointment as she moved to grab her phone. While he disliked that she had decided to pause their activities to answer the call, he still appreciated the view. She was wearing a tank top and panties; nothing else. He could see the outline of her curves perfectly and it almost made him feel better.

Ayano answered her phone and grimaced at the sound of the other hero's voice. She winced as they chastised her for taking so long to answer and nodded as she reached around for her glasses. "I was…busy," she tried to explain.

"I have tried to contact you many times during the past twenty minutes and you have had multiple chances to answer."

She ran trembling fingers through her hair, feeling her anger bubble up. She had been enjoying herself. "I was busy." As she stood, she subconsciously glanced to where her anti-cyborg blades were leaning against the far wall.

"I am making an effort to be friends with you by calling to invite you to do friendly activities. I have things that I would rather be doing as well, but-"

"Can we…do this another time?" Ayano abruptly remembered how she was dressed when she felt arms wrap around her from behind. The hero felt the tickle of lips against the back of her neck as her hair was put forward over her shoulder. When she felt Sonic nip at her sensitive skin, the girl inadvertently gasped.

"Don't interrupt me. I have other things that I would rather be doing, but since I have some time free and Master Saitama said this is what friends do, I expect you to make an effort as well and meet me in front of *name* supermarket in City Z," Genos persisted.

"Ngh." She felt Sonic press his hips against the back of hers and had to bite her lip to withhold a whimper. "I…really am busy," she argued.

"You will be there in an hour or I will find you."

When the call ended, Ayano frowned and bowed her head. But I don't want to go. I don't even want to leave the hideout today. Her injuries were healing nicely so it hurt a lot less, but if she was not using her renewed strength to fight monsters, she would prefer to use it spending time with Sonic.

"I…have to go to the supermarket." The girl tried to pull away and felt his left arm tighten around her waist. Fingertips skimmed down her ribs as his right hand moved lower. "He said-"

"I heard what he said." There was unmistakable excitement in his voice as he brought his lips to her ear. "Call him back."

"What? Sonic, I don't-"

"Call him back," he repeated, giving her ear a sharp nip.

"Ngh…" Ayano closed her eyes as the phone rang and she waited for Genos to answer. The second that he did, the girl's eyes opened wide and she lifted a hand to smother a gasp. She could feel Sonic's fingertips slide beneath the hem of her panties. Wait! What is he-?!

"I don't have time to waste on the phone if you refuse to say anything," Genos spoke up.

Her face was burning red with a blush as she slowly moved her hand away from her mouth. At the same time, she felt the ninja's fingertips slide lower. When she felt him caress her warm, sensitive skin, her body tensed in response. "I can't-!" she squeaked.

"What are you saying? Are you refusing to meet with me?" The cyborg was clearly becoming irritated now.

"Tell him you're not going," Sonic murmured. He dragged his fingertips along her warm skin, feeling the girl quiver against him as she fought to keep her breathing under control.

"I-I can't…go with you today…!" Ayano forced out. She gritted her teeth as she felt something else happen. Something that made her knees grow weak and she had to rely on Sonic to keep her standing upright. The hero's breathing was becoming ragged as she felt a ball of pressure start to build in her core. This is…evil! This is absolutely evil!

"What are you doing that is so important that you are declining my invitation? Master Saitama said that friends are supposed to spend time together and I am honoring his wishes for us to be friends by inviting you somewhere."

Sonic brought his lips to the side of her neck, latching on and feeling her arch her back in response. He drew his fingers out, skimming along her heated flesh. "Tell him what you're doing," he taunted.

"I-I can't say it!" she protested, her voice a whisper.

"Tell him." He slid his digits in again, drawing a sharp moan from her. What he had not anticipated was the sudden rush of heat through his own body. Feeling her tremble and hearing her voice heavy with lust brought on a strong desire that he was now having to fight. As much as he wanted to do it, he knew that she was still healing. It had only been a week since her near-death at his own hands.

Ayano turned her head to the side, giving him a pleading look. Her lower lip quivered as she felt him move and she pressed her hips back against him. "S-Sonic, please…"

A frustrated sigh left him and he grabbed her phone with his left hand, keeping her held tightly against his chest. Before she could protest or even attempt to get the phone back, a cruel grin spread across his face. "Ayano can't come out to play today," he started, loving the way that she flushed a fresh shade of red at his words. "She's playing with me and I don't feel like sharing."

She wanted to argue. She wanted to reverse time to prevent him from saying that to Genos. Her worries were soon pushed aside as the pressure grew in her core. Ayano's hands went to his left arm, but he lifted them around his neck instead. Pressing the back of her head against his shoulder, she felt the pressure seem to peak and release. Pleasure flooded her senses and Ayano's knees buckled. He kept her from falling and slowly lowered her to the futon.

Panting, she tried to keep her eyes from meeting his. She was embarrassed, but there was a spark of excitement and bliss from what had just happened. When Ayano felt his hand slide beneath her chin to lift her gaze, she was sure that her heart was beating loudly enough for him to hear it.

He tilted his head slightly and his lips drew into a smirk. His left hand tightened its hold on her chin and made sure that she was looking at him. His right hand lifted, showing her a faint slickness on the surface of his skin, and she saw him draw his tongue along their length.

Warmth rushed to Ayano's nose and she felt droplets of blood hit her chest. It dotted her tank top and she felt like her heart was going to come out of her ribcage. "S-Sonic…that was…"

"Get dressed; he'll be here soon."