Prison Island Break Co-Written By Breech Loader and SonicFrank
Harley: Some of you have been waiting for this-
SonicFrank: SHUT UP, Harley! Stop spoiling the audience! Just read and enjoy! And get your 'touching' hands ready. ;)
Chapter Thirty-Six: Kisses and Morphine
Thanks to the lots and lots of Morphine, Sonic wasn't feeling any pain. But that didn't mean he wasn't all jacked up, and being high didn't cure exhaustion. He chose to stay awake, though, as the victorious hedgehog couldn't close his eyes without seeing Knuckles the Echidna punishing him with fists that made him feel like the audience was stoning him to death. He heard Amy come in for the night shift, more than likely to check on him since the guards had reported his lack of sleep.
"Still keeping yourself awake, huh?" Amy asked him as she checked a few monitors. There were plenty of inmates who didn't like to sleep, or slept badly. Sonic being one of them was not particularly special, "You'll heal faster and better if you sleep, you know," she told him, "Now, does it hurt when I do this?" she poked his ribcage lightly while looking at an X-ray of a broken rib.
Sonic gave her a smirk, eyes wide open despite the dark circles around them. "Nah, all the juice you've got me on's makin' me feel real handsome. You think this is bad? You oughtta see the other guy's fists."
"Yes, I went to take a look at him a few hours ago," Amy smiled dryly, "And I saw the fight too. You must be very proud, Mister Hedgehog."
"Yeah, I saw you up there..." he responded, shifting a bit in his hospital bed. He had been handcuffed to its post, so his only choice was to lay on his back. "Broke my heart a bit that the only pretty girl in the audience wasn't cheerin' me on. Do you have the hots for Knuckles or what?"
"Of course not," Amy replied, "He's gay anyway. And besides, I just wish you and other inmates could manage to solve your conflicts without violence. I'm a pacifist, you see. I won't lift a hand to commit an act of violence, or condone it."
"Don't tell me that if you were attacked by one of the crazies in this prison, you'd just lie down and let 'em slice you," Sonic looked disbelieving.
Amy smiled wryly, "If it came to it, Sonic, that's exactly what I'd do."
"Guess I'll have to do the fighting for both of us... That why you've been so down lately?" he asked, raising both arms up to stretch them, but only one of them made it. The other was restricted to the bedpost.
Amy looked down, "Being a pacifist isn't always easy," she admitted, "Sometimes people do take advantage of my own beliefs, and interpret my strengths as weakness..." she looked suddenly ashamed.
"So what'd Mephiles do this time?" Sonic asked, having gathered a long time ago that the only being on the entire island that Amy had to answer to was the Head Warden himself. Since she practically ran this wing all on her own. "Did he put the moves on you like most bad bosses do, or did he just violate your privacy?"
Amy's cringe told Sonic all he needed to know. Even when it was followed up with the blatant lie, "I did it of my own free will." The drugged hedgehog knew exactly what that meant in a prison; 'I did it of my own free will because if I hadn't I'd have really caught Hell'.
The blue inmate found himself stuck in one of those rare moments in his life where his quick wit had nothing to dish out. He had to take his time, and think about what he'd say next. "What can I do to help you?" was all he came up with.
Amy looked uncomfortable, "Not much," she admitted, a truly miserable look on her face, "Mephiles even took pictures of it all, so now he has proof. It's my word against lots of filthy photographs. I could lose my job. It may sound unlikely to you, but I like working here."
"Of course you like your gig," Sonic commented, "It's the kind of gal you are. Being a humble doctor for us Prison Posies is a mondo risk, everything about it reeks of danger, but it fulfils you 'cause you know how much it benefits dicks like me," he tried to sit up, but then remembered he couldn't. "Pictures can be found... destroyed..."
"But memories can't," Amy looked about as happy as somebody who'd just found half a worm in their apple, "It's sweet that you want to help though..." she put a hand on Sonic's forehead, running her fingers through his quills as she checked for his temperature.
"It's... what I do," he replied. There was a very brief moment, however minimal, where he closed his eyes and leaned his head toward her hand, relishing in the feeling of her touch. He stopped just in time to not seem reluctant to let it end, but also made the mistake of opening his eyes. This meant their gazes met. "I'm in prison for it..." he told her, clearing his throat, "I'll figure something out... But for what it's worth I'm sorry..."
"Don't be," Amy told him, "You weren't the one who hurt me. And there was nothing you could have done in any care. And worst of all, now that Mephiles knows I won't tell on him, he might do it again... because he's sick in the head. He's got the worst kind of sickness too - the kind that doesn't show."
Sonic looked down, away from her eyes that were as green as his own. "Guys like him aren't men. They're cowards; the kind chickens pick on. And they prowl on girls like you, the ones who're too nice, too good, too precious to fight back..." Suddenly he didn't feel like he'd been beaten to a bloody pulp. He felt more like Amy should've been the one on the bed, getting tenderly cared for by a compassionate doctor. "So what's the game plan?"
Amy looked distant, as if she might cry at any moment, "I don't know," she admitted, "Technically I need to destroy those photographs, but I have no idea where they are. And besides, this prison is full of people who... dealt with abuse the wrong way."
"Yeah, it is. But that doesn't make it right," Sonic responded, looking over the pink hedgehog with great sorrow in his eyes, "Doesn't make it excusable either... It's times like these that call for rebellion. Scum like Mephiles deserve it."
"If you're talking about rioting... I can't possibly condone that. Not even if it was the only way to help me," Amy shook her head, "People will get hurt. Killed, even."
He shook his head, albeit softly. He had a unique expression to him. Like he genuinely cared, unlike any other inmate she had known. Sometimes it was hard to remember that Sonic was off-limits. "Nah, not a riot. But if Meph can break the rules, then so can we..."
"You're sweet... I mean with wanting to help and all..." Amy looked a little happier, stroking Sonic's cheek lightly, "Honestly though, that's the problem. Sure, he's broken the rules. But that doesn't give me the right to stoop to his level." Something was happening. Something she couldn't explain. They were having a moment.
Sonic smiled up at her, albeit reluctantly. "I can tell you why he did it... You're the hottest nurse I've ever seen, and the prettiest one to boot. And you might be the nicest girl I've met in general..." he cleared his throat, gently, "He just wants power over you. Even if you don't want to get back at 'im directly, you can still prove how little control he has over you. To yourself..."
The nurse looked ready to protest again; ready to put her ethics ahead of her own desires. But then her eyes met Sonic's. Slowly, carefully, she leaned down and touched her lips to his gently. It felt good, to say the least. Good like poisonous fire spreading throughout her body like an addictive drug.
Amy wasn't like any other woman the charming hedgehog had courted; her soft lips made his body freeze still. He kissed back, but it seemed careful and reluctant. He was letting her lead.
She was much more tender than any of the wild babes Sonic had been with. Like a doctor should be. But that didn't make the moment any less hot as her hands stroked his cheeks gently. Technically she was in a position where she could force him to do whatever she wanted, but he knew instinctively she wouldn't make him do anything, even as the kiss grew more intimate.
She both heard and felt him try to move his arms, but only one of his rough, bruised hands made it to the side of her soft face, grazing it with gentle fingertips as he deepened the kiss by suckling gently on the lips she had gifted him. To her delight, he was a very good kisser.
Amy continued came to the stunning realization that she was effectively making out with Sonic, still bent over her patient, brushing her fingers through his blue quills as her tongue slid out and licked across his lips, prying them open gently before slipping inside to meet his own, her eyes closing in pleasure as she did so. After a short while of this, she broke the kiss and pulled back a little, her heart pounding, "Mephiles might be in charge of my job right now, but he isn't in charge of my heart," she told Sonic.
"Nobody is," he told her, a bit flustered and taken aback by her actions. But that didn't mean he didn't like them. A lot. "Your beating heart, or the rest of you," he responded, eyes practically begging for another taste of her lips.
Amy read him very well. She leaned forward and kissed him again, still softly, but deeper than before, one hand stroking his cheek, the other trailing over his prison slacks, over his shoulders and chest.
She felt his free hand travel lightly up the left side of her back, touching her with daring fingertips that were hesitant so as not to push her away. The hand rested on her shoulder, while he deepened her kiss with a skilled tongue that dabbed along her moist lips.
Sonic felt Amy smile into the kiss. Then, slowly so as to be sure that he had time to protest, and also in an almost teasing manner, she began to unzip his orange shirt, trailing her fingers over his bruised, solid chest.
The way the two hedgehogs were tenderly making out, fondling each other's tongues and genuinely exploiting the obvious allure that they had for each other was intense. Amy's kiss had proven once and for all that there was a definite spark between them, and her actions were giving Sonic the astounding idea that she had further intentions than a sensuous lip-lock. He didn't protest, but he did suck in a gush of air in surprise. When their kiss broke, he looked up at her with flushed cheeks. "Feelin' rebellious, Doc Blossom..?" he asked with a slight, casual smirk.
Amy blushed, "Well, what we've just done is ethically wrong," she told Sonic, "You see, you're supposed to be my patient, and... well, it involves a lot of dull explanations including a detailed hypothesis of the dozens of ways I might take advantage of you or the hundreds of ways this could go horribly wrong and... oh, yes!" she cut herself short, diving in for another kiss, her hand still moving over his strong chest.
She was greeted by something that involved Sonic's lips and tongue, but it wasn't a kiss. It was something else entirely. His lips were devouring hers, tongues wrestling. She felt his hand trailing along her back again, this time in the opposite direction. Rather than her shoulder, it ended up on her firm rear... His teeth even clenched her bottom lip, gnawing gently when she tried pulling away. She was in charge, but he was loving it.
"Hmmm... careful, Sonic," Amy smiled naughtily, pulling away just a little bit, "Don't bite the hand that feeds you... or the lips, for that matter..." She kissed him again, stroking his side, her hands running down to his hips and squeezing lightly. Then she ran it briefly over his crotch. Sonic was hard already. Of course, she'd seen numerous inmates stiff in her presence, but this time it was different. This time she wanted him aroused.
When she looked him in the eye, she saw he was totally game. In fact, he was willing to break the rules. "I can't help myself. I always fight back when I'm being... taken advantage of..." Sonic grinned at her, a flash of daring desire in his eyes. They both knew the only thing she was taking advantage of was his desire to have her, if just for one night.
Amy smiled again, and this time slipped her hand very slowly into the waistband of Sonic's orange pants, "Take advantage of this," she told him softly, before starting to ease his pants down, showing his boxers, which his hard cock was straining against the fabric of.
The aroused doctor couldn't tell if it was an act to further his show of helplessness, or if he actually forgot he was restrained, but Sonic tried reaching over to grab her body by the hips, but the motion was cut off by his handcuffed right wrist. Amy witnessed his whole body shudder at her teasing advances, the grin wiping itself off the charming inmate's face as he cringed in sensual pleasure. Amy being in charge, having full control, was arousing in ways he'd never known. He was defenceless to her actions.
Amy didn't pull his pants all the way off. Only down to his ankles, keeping him from moving his legs around a lot. She was a prison doctor after all, and she knew the tricks, both simple and complex, that the bullies used to keep targets in line. She didn't like thinking of herself as the predator or Sonic as a victim, but the circumstances were more than slightly different, especially considering that she was climbing onto the hospital bed - and on top of him.
She was being so mean. She was making things hard for him, and not just his erect cock. He couldn't pull her forward; he needed both hands for that. He couldn't undress her; he needed both hands for that. He couldn't get on top of her; he needed both hands for that as well. Sonic was completely at her mercy, the gently restrained slave of Amy Rose. She was still fully clothed, knowing he'd chop his own arm off if it meant getting to see her undressed. "Amy... Stop it..." he whispered softly with flushed cheeks, though the burning desire in his eyes told her it was just an act.
"What do you want to stop?" Amy asked him, her hips pressing lightly against his boxers, "Do you want me to stop? Or do you want to stop wanting this so much?" she teased gently, already knowing the answer.
His left hand; the only one he had to work with, took a firm hold of her thigh, sliding up and past her skirt while his eyes had a begging glimmer to them. Sonic couldn't bring himself to answer; his breathing was way off normal, and his erection was grand. He wanted her so bad it was almost torture that he couldn't take her at his own will.
Amy kissed him again briefly, not protesting at his touch. It wasn't just that she was the one in control. Despite the fact that he was a murderer and a thief, Sonic was being a lot more considerate than any guy she'd ever been with. Or maybe that was due to him being cuffed down. Kneeling on top of him, she sat up and began to unbutton her top. It was a uniform, after all, and not a dress-up costume. And Sonic rapidly discovered that it didn't do her body anything like enough justice.
The blue hedgehog considered himself an enthusiast when it came to women. He'd known from the start that the curvy doctor who was straddling his aroused, restrained form had a hidden sexual side to herself, but he never fathomed it'd be this damned direct. If his hand weren't already busy groping lightly at the side of her pink buttock, he'd have reached up to grab one of her small, promising breasts through her bra. "I've never read it, but I'm gonna take a wild guess and say... Meph wouldn't like this one bit..." She felt his fingers loop around the edge of her thong while he smirked up at her, enticing her to go forth.
"Huh. He doesn't care about me," Amy stated, "I could be gang-raped and he wouldn't care. He just likes controlling people..." she dropped her shirt aside, and kicked off her shoes. The sound of her boss's name enticed her desire to rebel against him, and she leaned forward, now only half-dressed, and kissed Sonic once more. She could hear him groaning with desire now. She loved the sound of that, and goaded more of it, rubbing her hips against his boxers again.
She could feel his rigid hardness beneath her, just begging for attention as it rubbed between her thighs, pressing more and more groans out of him. "Dude thinks you're his property..." Sonic whispered when she broke her kiss, his one hand creeping its way between the back of her panties. Amy doubted he could reach his goal from this angle, but the more she worked her hips on him, the closer he got, and she learned that she'd underestimated him when she felt his fingers swab at her lower lips from behind. He was being so gentle it was almost unbearable. "But you aren't. He can't tell you what to do. You're your own babe. And you should take what you want..."
Amy nodded, trembling from the feel of Sonic's fingers stroking at her soaking wet pussy as she shuffled forward and pushed off her skirt. She felt his hand glide across the side of her body, from her lower thigh all the way up to her chest, and she loved the gasped at the attention. The next clothing choice for removal was her bra, which she removed slowly, unsnapping it behind her back and pulling her arms away from it with a teasing smile. She was normally insecure, but Sonic had a way of making her feel sexy. And now all that was left between them was her thong and Sonic's boxers. Thoroughly enjoying herself, Amy left both for the moment, and let her weight rest on Sonic, rubbing her hips against his, hot and flushed as she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him deeply as he moaned.
Gosh, Amy Rose was gorgeous. If the rest of the prison body had known that beneath the professional Doctor uniform awaited a flawless pink figure that just begged for caressing, she'd have needed a squad of personal bodyguards. This time he kissed her as he kissed other women; with the lips of a lover. The way Sonic ran his hand down her spine, followed the natural curve of her body, slid his clever fingers along the outer walls of her slit and knew exactly where her clit was informed her that he was good at what they were doing. She even felt him work his hips against hers. "Amy..." he started, pleading green eyes gazing into hers.
The room was filled with their soft moans and short gasps of air. "Nnnngh..." Amy gazed down at him, and there was a trace, just a twinge of uncertainty in her eyes, that what she was doing wasn't entirely right. But even a highly trained doctor with experience can be over-ruled by her hormones. She pulled off her gloves, and then pushed her fingers into Sonic's boxers, dragging them down to his knees and finally freeing his hard, long cock, "Sonic..." she moaned softly. There was a look she gave him, when his length was free and in her sight. A hungry expression of carnal desire, with passionate lust...
She heard him inhale deeply, twitching as the infirmary's cold air suddenly engulfed his warm member. "Nnngh... Amy..." His cock was as pleading as the look in his eyes. And finally she felt him finger her, relishing in her tightness. "Amy, I..." But he couldn't finish.
"Wait..." Amy told him, even though she was panting slightly and her heart pounding, before getting off him and heading toward one of her many cabinets. "We'll need this..." Sonic was straining slightly now; the room felt cold without the doctor's warmth. She held up an unopened rubber, tearing at the aluminum wrapping with her teeth.
Sonic couldn't help smirking, watching the sexy nurse stand before him in just her thong. And in a hospital room, too! "Better safe than sorry, eh Doc?" He asked, proving he had no quarrels with her choice. At least now he'd get to see her put it on him. Which meant she had to hold his shaft in her hand... Amy couldn't help grinning a little when she wrapped her left hand around her patient's width, feeling him shudder at her touch. She repaid the treatment he gave to her moist slit by smoothing her fingers along the shaft, from the base all the way to the impressive tip. Sonic was trembling; she had what he'd call a 'Doctor's Touch'. She almost giggled, and began stretching the condom over Sonic's cock, her warm tongue following closey behind the unfolding rubber as it stretched down his organ. The blue hedgehog was delighted. The rubber was the rough, cheap kind, and he winced as she rolled it onto his length. But being a doctor, she knew the right way to do it, leaving just a little bit of empty space at the tip for when the massive orgasm he had building up finally arrived. But that was a long ways away. He was caught off-guard, to say the least. Amy was always so honest and straight-forward about everything she'd said and done to him as his assigned doctor. But as a lover, she seemed to get an enlivening thrill from teasing him. Watching her run her tongue down his length as it was covered and playfully take him in her warm mouth once the safety of the condom was ensured did just that; goad him urgently into wanting more. She didn't take his full length, or even swirl her tongue around it. Just engulfed a good portion of it, looked up at him with playful eyes, and moved her head in slow, uneven circles. Hell, she even chuckled a bit, only sucking on her way back up, where she released it with a 'pop'. "Still want me to stop, Mister Hedgehog?" She asked, crawling back over to him with slow, prowling hands.
Sonic's fists were shaking with desire. Amy had used her mouth on him, but her treatment wasn't even close to being a blowjob. No, she only gave him half the pleasure; a margin of the act so as to leave him craving more. "Stop? You ain't even started! All you've been doin' is turnin' my crank, and you do that just by bein' gorgeous..." Amy's blush was visible even in the dim blue light of the infirmary, "Thanks, Sonic," she managed, then managed to continue, "You... you're kind of... you're pretty sexy... really hot... you know, for an inmate who's... totally off-limits..." Then she shifted and pulled her thong down, kicking it aside with the rest of her clothes. This made her fully naked, and she shared Sonic's grin as her blush dissappeared, replaced by a strong sense of self-confidence.
"Heh, I'd wear a kimono and some knee-high socks if it meant gettin' a piece o' you..." he told her with a soft smirk, once again referencing the tight condom that hugged his cock. "You oughtta consider lettin' me free, for the time bein'... I'd make it worth your while..."
"Pfft. Nice try," Amy looked smug, "But I think I'm beginning to enjoy having you all cuffed down..." Sonic felt her grab his cock, shifting herself over it. "I like being in charge... You're mine, Sonic Hedgehog..." She bit on her lip, and carefully pushed herself down on his long, hard cock with a long intake of breath.
Despite having something else to say, Sonic was cut-off by the immense pleasure she was giving him by allowing him inside her. His eyes shut tight, feeling her moist tightness clamp around him even with the barricading condom on. When he opened his eyes, he saw her flustered face, filled with ecstasy. She had a great frame, a flat stomach, great breasts, great knees. Great everything. It was then that he realized how lucky he was to be handcuffed and ridden by someone like her... "Amy... you're tight!" he told her, eyes glowing with pleasure.
"I... nnngh... don't go around much..." Amy admitted, her green eyes shining. She was so wet now, and so hot...and so very, very glad she had allowed herself to do this. Panting slightly as she sank all the way down onto him repeatedly, she began to buck her hips, leaning forward for a moment to wrap her arms around him and kiss him passionately. Oh, it felt so good...
He found the whole thing so sexy, having her naked form above him like this, stradling him and loving every minute of it. Amy was pretty enough that her face alone could have gotten her far, but with a body like she had to go with it, she could have easily been a celebrity. But she wanted more. She loved healing the hurt... Sonic understood her. And he felt for her. His free hand coursed over her body, taking in every grope and feel over any parts he had access to. "Oh... Amy!" he called out to her softly, not bucking his hips just yet... he loved her doing the driving...
Panting, Amy sat up and increased her speed and force, planting her hands on his chest for leverage, pressing herself down hard. Very hard. Sonic became glad of the rubber, because it meant that being less sensitive, he could last longer. Amy groaned, loving how stimulated she felt, and the hightened reactions she was getting from her partner. "S-Sonic..." she gasped out.
It was almost cute, how inexperienced she was at being in command. Sonic doubted that the pink hedgehog above him had had many lovers, but he could tell she was especially unused to being on top like she was. Her movements were sloppy, uneven, and slightly uncoordinated. But it felt damn good all the same; her being unaccustomed only made this moment with her all the more precious. He felt blessed to have her. That's why when he bucked his hips, he made sure to do it sparingly, so as to get her used to the idea. "Amy..." He could feel her inner walls hugging him, still adjusting to his girth.
You're fucking your patient. Your patient is an unrepentant murderer, a terrorist and a robber. Fully consensual or not, you are taking advantage of your position as his doctor. This is a terrible act of misconduct you're committing... The thoughts flashed through Amy's head, but were given very little heed as she kept working her thighs, flushed and hot, her body moving faster as she gasped for breath, moving her hips faster against him, and crying out with each downward thrust.
Sonic tried his best not to indulge in his own inner thoughts. Ones like, You're getting fucked by the hot prison doctor that everyone wants; you're the man! or What a slut... But damn she's sexy, because he really was being genuine with her. He did care, and this moment with her wasn't something he was keen on gloating about, however much of a personal victory it may have been. He decided right then and there that he wouldn't tell a soul about what was taking place, not even Manic, for Amy's sake. Her reputation was on the rocks as it was, with Mephiles... He shut his eyes, and tried to clear his thoughts, focussing on the feeling of Amy's tight inner walls wrapped snuggly around his cock as she bounced on his length, the cries she was giving furthering him toward climax. "Amy... Amy!" he called out, assuring her that he was loving it.
Somehow, the forbidden nature of what she was doing, of what they were doing, made the whole thing even hotter, even sexier for Amy. Everything reminded her of it - the bed, the surroundings, the equipment... if she was caught, she'd get into so much trouble that short of calling Sonic out on rape she'd never, ever get away with it. She wouldn't just be fired; she'd probably lose her medical license too. And yet she was so wet and hot... "Sonic... SO-NIC!" she shouted out, sweating, her breaths rasping, as she herself came, hot and tight on top of him.
Sonic used his free arm to pull her in for another kiss. The fencing rubber prevented him from feeling her orgasm, but the way she was trembling and screaming in pleasure made him aware. He hadn't cum yet, but he didn't need to. Just being enough for Amy to achieve full pleasure was enough for him. He groaned hotly into her mouth, smiling into their kiss.
Still orgasming, Amy held onto the hot kiss, listening to Sonic's groans, pumping herself against him, bringing her body closer so that only for the brief seconds while she lifted her hips for another push were they apart. While one hand groped at the fur on his chest, the other pushed up into his blue quills, holding onto them tightly.
Sonic's hand was on her head, buried in her soft quills as he held her tenderly for their kiss. Being inside her, even with a condom, felt emaculent. He didn't get anything close to enough sex since he'd become a convict. Amy was delved so deep in ecstasy that her tongue barely had the will to fight back, letting his grow dominant. It was probably over, so he was tasting her for as long as he could, running his hand down her spine to grab hold of her rear.
Amy was certain of one thing as she moaned her pleasures out - that after this, nothing was ever going to be the same again in this prison. Giving in to her urges, indulging with Sonic this way, had changed everything. She didn't know if they'd ever be able to do this again... so she savoured every moment of it now, with Sonic deep inside her, and taking charge even when cuffed and explicitly in her care.
He broke the kiss when her soft moans died down, holding her close and smiling up at her with handsome green eyes. "Who says you gotta be bad to break the rules? You just did, and you're still good..."
Huffing, still deeply aroused, Amy's face lit up as she hoped what Sonic said could be true and she continued to rock slowly against him.
"Uncuff me?" Sonic asked her, smiling up at her with hopeful eyes. "Pretty please? I won't hurt you... cross my heart..."
Amy looked very uncertain, but finally, reluctantly pulled her hips back, feeling Sonic leave her body with a low groan, and climbed off him, still entirely naked. She picked up the key to the cuffs, and unlocked the prisoner's handcuffs carefully, taking a careful step back.
The next few moments were almost a blur. Sonic was careful not to jerk his free hand away too quickly, in case of scaring her. He rubbed at his now-free wrist, sitting up for the first time that night and peering at her with powerful eyes. It took just the right amount of hesitance as he stood up, still fully erect, but by the end of it, Amy was wanting him more than ever as he slowly but surely backed her into a wall, one careful step at a time. "Do I have the doctor's consent..?" Sonic asked, halting just a step away from having her pinned and helpless.
"I... I..." Amy leaned away from the inmate, suddenly feeling much more nervous, "I couldn't stop you," she told Sonic. It was true; on her own Amy didn't have a chance of keeping someone as strong and superior as the criminal before her eyes from overpowering her. Her cheeks were burning red with a combination of embarrassment, humiliation, fear, and her strong desire to be taken by him. "Yes," she croaked out, her throat dry.
Sonic's eyes were stern and ultimately dominant, peering into hers with such strength that made her cower. "Yes, what..?" he asked, leaning his head in just close enough that his lips brushed against hers.
"Yes, you have my..." She choked, "Consent..." Amy whispered, swallowing.
Sonic didn't kiss her, as she expected. She instead felt his lips press warmly against her right shoulder, skipping their way up to the side of her neck, which he nibbled on with great risk while his hands planted themselves firmly on the sides of her feminine figure. "Consent to do what?" he asked, whispering into her ear just low enough that his hot breath made her tingle.
"To... nnnngh... have sex with me," Amy moaned very softly, shivering in front of him. This was oh so wrong... but it felt so right...
The moment he grabbed her breast, she knew he was going to be good. When he grabbed the other and squeezed them together, she knew he'd be great. But it was when he teased her with another false-alarm kiss and ran his tongue over both nipples simultaneously, she knew he'd be fantastic. The tables were turned; she was suddenly his prisoner, his hands groping at every inch of her flesh. She was allowing him to have his way with her, and he'd make sure she wouldn't regret it one bit.
Amy moaned softly as Sonic licked her, then louder as his hands were moving rapidly over her body, "S-Sonic..." she gasped out, pushing her hands up into his blue quills and running her fingers through them.
This doctor was so sexy. In a different way than Mina and most women Sonic had been with before; she was a real nurse. So professional and yet so caring, soft to the very touch. He couldn't be too rough or he'd hurt her, but it somehow added to her appeal. His big, rough hands had a gentle way of praising her curves; commending and applauding her gentle tone. It made her feel extremely attractive. Beautiful, almost, with the look of admiration he was giving her. He took a knee suddenly, and began kissing his way down her stomach. Oh, how Amy loved his lips...
Amy gasped, blushing. Part of her was regretting uncuffing Sonic deeply. She should have known he'd do this - in fact she'd anticipated it - but it just felt so good. And despite his teasing and newfound position of dominance, he was being very gentle with her. She gasped, eyes closed as he licked at her again. God, she'd be so fired if this got out... but that was part of the thrill.
She found herself gasping for air, deeply flushed in result of his lucid advances. His licks weren't the fulfilling type; they were passive and stinging with anticipation. Flicking over her exposed clit, running warmly over her lower lips. And she was being modest; her legs only barely open. He fixed that by lifting her right one up by the knee, and placing her foot atop his shoulder. Now he had access; and she felt the difference when his tongue swirled inside her.
"Oh! OH!" Amy was already incredibly hot inside... Sonic was making this even better as he delved his tongue into her, and she spread her knees wider to give him better access to her depths, squirming eagerly, her body sweating. But it wasn't enough now. She began to buck her hips forward, rubbing her back up against the wall as she did so, and reaching down to stroke her hands through the quills on his head.
She could almost feel his lips form a smile against her opening, retracting his tongue and licking his way up her stomach as he stood up. Their eyes met, shimmering brightly on opposing sides. His right hand, which stood on her hip, began sliding down her leg to lift it off the floor. "You're so cute, Amy..." he whispered with a warm, genuine smile. Almost teasing her. Sonic loved seeing her this way.
"Heh... I bet you say that to all the pink hedgehog doctors you have sex with..." Amy chuckled as her patient carefully lifted her up, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and running her tongue over her lips. She could feel her body trembling slightly against him - and despite how slowly he was taking this, she could feel that he was incredibly eager too, however cool and suave he pretended to be.
Holding her up like this, with her arms wrapped around him and a big smile on her face, made him feel like they were even closer now than they had been on the hospital bed. "All right, I admit... You're about to take my Hot Doctor Against A Wall virginity," She suddenly felt his throbbing erection against her as he worked it into the right direction with his hand, "And I wouldn't want anyone else to have it but you." Even with the condom on, he could feel the immense warmth of her insides when he found the right position. His hand left his cock and slid right up her back, caressing her. "Promise you won't get all obsessive and fan-girlish? Start followin' me around with a giant hammer? It tends to happen when I'm in control..."
"Mmmm..." Amy sucked in a deep breath, feeling Sonic's cock hovering at her entrance, "Ooooh... I don't think I will..." she pressed her breasts up against his chest, "I'm not a little girl, after all..." she trailed a finger down his cheek, "Just... don't hold back on me..."
Sonic took that as his cue. He couldn't wait any longer anyway. His feet went on tip-toes, his hips thrust up, his long cock penetrated, all in one quick motion. Wincing in pleasure, he laid his chin on her shoulder and pushed the rest of the way into her, revelling in the warm tightness and grunting in immense pleasure.
"Augh..." Amy moaned, bucking her body down onto the hard muscle impaling her for the second time that night. Breathing quickly in arousal, she leaned forward and licked Sonic's ear lightly, feeling him sink deeper into her as she did so, until their hips met. Her hands ran down his back and groped, firmly but gently at the strong muscles, as her lips sucked on his neck.
Amy could feel his hot breath against the crook of her neck as he gasped in pleasure, strong hands roving over her delicate flesh while he humped her. Her body was lifted off the ground, held up by the strong, painless grip he had on her. "Ngh... Huh!" It was new to her. Not sex, but the rhythm and technique he was using when he gave it to her. The way he pushed with his hips, lowered out of her, and let her slide back down on him before dragging her up again, was bringing immeasurable pleasure. "Tight...!" he throated to her.
"Ooooh... AH!" Amy gasped out as the blue inmate continued to pull her against him, rubbing inside of her as she held onto his quills to help support her own body, "Nnngh... so... thick..." she huffed, her breath hot on his neck as they pressed up against each other. She took in a deep breath, kissing more at his neck, her lips moving over his bare shoulders.
She felt his body react in tiny spasms of pleasure as she pressed her mouth on his sore muscles and suckled lightly on them. Sonic was keen on returning favours, and he did so by grabbing hold of her left breast, fondling carefully to squeeze a moan out of her. "God, Amy...!" he called out, though it was low and meant only for her ear. She was so tight around him it almost hurt to pummel his way into her, but he loved it...
"Oh... Sonic... Oooooh..." Amy groaned again as he sped up inside of her, and she rubbed firmly at his hot shoulders even as she kissed at him, "Oh!" she gasped out, wrapping her legs firmly around his waist. The heat of his cock could be felt even through the protection she had him wearing.
Amy was so lost in a field of pleasure that she hadn't noticed how much Sonic had gradually sped up until the wall against her back got hot with the friction. "Amy... Uhh..." He pulled his head back, just enough to look her in the eyes. Both pairs were rippling with pleasure and a mutual plead for more of it. Then he kissed her again, hard enough to be hungry but mindful enough to be passionate. It didn't stop his moans.
The doctor returned the kiss eagerly, running gentle, healing hands over Sonic's cheeks and face, rubbing harder not only against the wall, but also against him as he pumped his way into her rapidly, making her burn hotter inside. She was pinned, and if Sonic had wanted to he could have thrown her down to the floor and fucked her senseless as he pleased like the criminal he was, easily suppressing any cries for help she might make, but that was part of what really increased the thrilling danger of it all, a deeply erotic feeling in its own right that she had never experienced before.
His kiss got harder, with a tongue that practically engulfed hers, taking more of her taste. Sonic was buried deep inside her when he stopped at the height of his thrust, and broke the kiss to lift her up higher. A thin line of saliva fell and broke between them as he looked up at her. "You... told me not to hold back... right?" He asked, holding her up against the wall with his green eyes gazing up at her for approval.
"Uh-huh..." Amy groaned, writhing in pleasure against the wall and breathing rapidly as she spread her legs wider.
He held their gaze for just a moment longer, before attacking her breasts with a mouth and tongue that were almost savage with hunger for them. That wasn't what made her scream in pleasure though; it was the way he held her up against the wall and started fucking her hard and fast, pumping his cock in and out of her with merciless speed as he held her up still. Her body wasn't moving; just taking the dick, his pelvis slapping against her with every forward thrust. She felt him groaning against her breasts...
"Nngh! Oh!" Amy was trying to keep down her cries of pleasure, but Sonic's breath was hot and his movements were fast, and she was so aroused as he groped at her while she rubbed her hands against his body, that it barely hurt at all. She tried to buck her body forwards, to drive herself faster against him and go deeper as their hips met again and again, crying out erratically as she did so.
Sonic switched breasts, and ran his hands slowly down her body 'til he was holding her up by her hips. His moans grew louder against her mounds, matching his muffled grunts of pleasure with her soft cries. He was moving so fast, he had to be close. When his mouth was free of her breasts, he confirmed it, looking up at her with pleading, pressured eyes. "Amy... I'm gonna... Nggg...!"
"I... so... hot..." Amy gasped out, shaking, "Please... just... soon..."
She found herself dropped; and for a moment she thought she'd fall to the floor, but he caught her just in time to resume their original position, holding her up with their faces level, his cock encased deep within her inner walls. "Are you close...?" he asked, holding the position for a moment. No way was he going to cum without finishing her off first. He had too much pride in his performances for that.
Amy sucked in a breath as she was again dropped on Sonic's thick, hot cock, "Oh... real... close..." she panted, rocking herself on him, "Oh my..." she squirmed again, and the movement put more pressure on the hard muscle inside of her, rubbing in her more.
Sonic smiled lightly at her, covered in sweat from their heat. She felt his hot breath against the front of her neck while his forehead pressed to hers, starting to take her in slow, passionate thrusts that drew deep-rooted grunts out of him.
Amy kissed him again, passionately, even though she was groaning into each thrust, her tongue searching around inside his mouth as he delved deeply into her. With one final, trembling groan, she sucked in a deep breath, and cried out, even with her lips pressed firmly against Sonic's, and came, her vagina so tight around his cock that it was almost like a glove. Her inner walls trembling, hot and tight, she orgasmed for him for the second time that night.
Sonic held her tight while she came, pushing his tongue against hers. He was loving it, and held himself inside her while she released. He was close as well, but having the girl cum before him, especially multiple times, was a talent he held dear to himself...
"Uh... oh... AH!" Amy cried out repeatedly, huffing frantically as she tried to keep her breath and rocked against the blue hedgehog, her hips still moving rapidly against his.
Amy was squirming like a child having a tantrum; like she was sitting on the electric chair. It was very arousing, and almost cute. Sonic smiled to himself, and pressed his forehead on the wall above her shoulder. "Man... You don't come easy..." He replied, smiling at his little joke.
"Ooooh... It's... been a while..." Amy gasped. It certainly had been a long while since an orgasm had come with this much pleasure as well. She couldn't help herself as her vagina clasped around his cock, and she kissed over his shoulders again
She felt his hold on her scale up and down between tight and gentle, as if his nerves were bouncing. His body did more than quiver, it jerked when she felt his cock pulsate inside her. The rubber he was wearing only marginally hid the sensations she felt as he came inside her, grunting hard into her shoulder.
Amy shivered in delight at the feeling, still breathing hard against Sonic's neck, licking at it slowly as she moaned, her hands still rubbing at him.
His hands all but devoured her flesh, craving her feminine curves. Sonic's orgasm lasted a long time, throbbing hard against her inner walls. He held her in place, grinding his hips into hers to push in as deep as he could. "Amy..." he whispered, nibbling on the top of her shoulder...
"Ooooh... Sonic..." Amy returned, her voice a soft groan as her hot walls pressed against his cock, and she licked his ear, her hands moving tenderly again over his still aching body, stroking at the sore places - and there were plenty of them. Her body writhed again in pleasure as she continued to press her hips to his.
His orgasm subsided slowly, and only when it was completely gone did he carefully lower her legs to the floor one at a time. She was standing on her own two feet, but his embrace didn't go anywhere. "Amy... You were... Bodacious..." he told her, in-between pants. "Ain't used that word in years..."
"Sonic... You were... very..." Amy stroked Sonic's face gently, "Very... good," she settled on, still breathing rather quickly as she touched him lightly. She gave another low moan as he slid out of her, clearly reluctantly, "Very good," she repeated. She had entered into this to feel better about herself after the way Mephiles had shredded her dignity, and she did, even after Sonic had been dominant over her.
Strong, gentle hands held her face, thumbing loose strands of quills away from her face. "I don't wanna, but I gotta be a good little patient and get back on my bed so the sexy doctor can cuff me and let me watch her get dressed to get me horny all over again..." He stepped away, backwards. The further away he got, the more of her he could see. And she was very arousing in the nude.
"There's a good boy," Amy blushed, smiling. As Sonic lay down on the hospital bed, picked up the fallen handcuffs and re-secured secured his right hand to the bedpost. Then she carefully removed his condom and worked his boxers and trousers back on for him. He was currently lying without his jacket, watching as Amy wiped herself off with a tissue, and dressed again in her uniform shyly.
"Mmmm. It takes one hell of a woman to be just as sexy puttin' her clothes back on as she was takin' 'em off..." he commented, sighing blissfully while enjoying the show. "I'm a lucky guy, you know that? Almost too lucky... But nobody'll know how lucky, 'cause I'm not a squealer." He was being reassuring. It took a certain kind of guy to be reassuring and very sexy at the same time. A hero-type. Amy couldn't help wondering if his records were completely accurate.
"Hmmm... well, you're probably aware it's not like anybody would believe you if you did," Amy told him, "Or I might just claim that you raped me. More's the pity..." she gave a wry little smile as she threw the filled condom into a bin that would be emptied the following, "You... you're a good man, Sonic Hedgehog. Despite your files."
"And you, Doc Blossom, are a naughty girl despite yours," she saw his eyes run over her, as if he still found her undeniably sexy even after she'd just given him all there was to give, "And nobody could own you. You drive your own roads, in charge of your own actions. Don't forget it, or you'll end up in a cage. Like me."
"Hmmm..." Amy returned to his bedside and laid a gentle hand on his head, "Thank you," she said finally, "Now... rest. You must be exhausted..."
He lifted his free hand, the index finger pointed up. "On one condition," he told her with a charming, albeit genuine smile. "One last kiss. You give 'em real good..."
Amy considered denying him, but considered that since it was unlikely that he'd get any more sex for a very long time, and he had been gentle and careful with her, just as he had said he would be. She relented, bending forward and kissing him deeply on the lips, her hands running through his quills.
The kiss didn't last long, but he enjoyed it. When it was over, he held her hand for a moment, and looked up at her. "Y'know, Amy... I'm an escape artist," he patted the hand he'd been holding with his opposite hand, "But that doesn't make me a monster." Something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what. Then Amy's eyes went wide. Sonic had somehow escaped from the cuffs. "But that doesn't make me a monster."
SonicFrank: This fic's really picking up, eh? And to think, some earlier reviews claimed the progression was non-existent. Bite your tongues!
Harley: Let us know how we did here, eh? We edited this chapter most out of all of them. Had about four different drafts, if I remember right.
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