It was Friday.
The couple had finally checked into their hotel in Spagonia, where the couple were getting ready for night's sleep in the hotel's penthouse suite. Amy immediately questioned her husband about the cost, but he reassured her that being the world's fastest hedgehog still meant that he was entitled to a large discount. Amy was astounded. When they entered the spinning doors of the building, the couple were greeted to a hero's welcome. The hotel staff lined up clapping in neat rows, whilst guests and onlookers cheered. Sonic and Amy were then met by the manger and owners of the hotel who were deeply honoured to have Sonic the Hedgehog stay at their 'humble' establishment, and thanked the hedgehogs for their continuous service and protection.
Without Eggman, there was guaranteed peace from supernatural phenomena or intergalactic invasion. After Team Sonic's sudden retirement from heroism, Amy re-assimilated to a life of normality. Compared to the others, Amy Rose had an ordinary life before she cross paths with the blue blur, a boring one even. Like many children, she dreamed of great adventures alongside a man who would sweep her off her feet. Many younger women who looked up to Amy Rose as children, questioned why she would give up leading the Resistance, the Restoration, her independence for Sonic the Hedgehog. Amy would simply laugh it off. 'They're a part of a different generation'. To Amy, marriage was another adventure, there was no rush that could compare to being with your soulmate, to have and to hold until death do them part. Of course, she would miss bashing badniks with Sonic by her side, but that chapter of their lives had ended. Amy had turned the page from it. Nonetheless, their grand entrance proved that the world was never going to move on from them.
That realisation was compounded by her experience at shopping district in Empire City hours earlier.
Sonic childishly asked her to close her eyes and pull her hand out, then slapped his bank card into her hand and told her to have fun whilst he ran off to the nearest chili dog stand. She huffed at his one-track mind, but held the card tight in her gloved hand as if it were a golden ticket. Empire City made Station Square appear like a small village. The housewife and self-proclaimed city girl was overwhelmed by the crowds of people walking by her as well as the skyscrapers that towered over her. Amy took a deep breath. She knew Sonic wanted her to stop overthinking and enjoy herself for once.
Amy walked into a large department store filled with hundreds of shoppers as well as staff. She entered an elevator manned by an attendant. 'Fancy. Rouge probably had more than a few 'shopping' sprees here'. The attendant took her to the 5th floor which had all the women's clothing. Yet again, Amy felt out of her element. As a young girl she loved shopping but other financial commitments made the outing harder to justify. It also did not help that all the female shoppers around her had a much more youthful sense of fashion. Amy glanced down at her long red dress adorned with an apron, shuffling her feet, clad with her (now) vintage boots. 'No wonder Sonic's lost interest, I barely look any different'.
Amy searched the rack for new clothes but immediately found ire with the selection which she felt was no longer suitable for a woman in her age bracket. 'Were girls dressing like this now?' she wondered, forgetting her own red dress as teenager was considered mature at the time. She promptly moved on to another section marketed towards older women where the outfits on display were more to her liking, also picking out some knitted dresses to prepare for the autumn months. Amy feeling proud of her selections and walked to counter only to be stopped by a member of staff.
"Oh my God! I thought Jo was messing with me. Amy Rose, here! In this store, like get outta' here." The employee was a blonde-haired human woman wearing the store's distinctly garishly pink uniform. Amy was intimidated by her height and womanly figure trying to pop her dress's buttons.
"Name's Madonna and I was obsessed with Sonic too, the dreamboat, haaahha. I always tell everyone we used to date, but no one ever believes me." she laughed, her shrill Empire City accent flooding onlookers' ears. "But you hon, were the real deal, repen' for us girlies. Not only did you have spunk, but also serious style." Her tone changed as she looked up and down at the hedgehog's clothing in shock.
"What happened to it?"
"Marriage," she replied cynically, ignoring the girl's lack of a filter.
"Oh wow, who's the lucky man?"
"Do you know anyone who's blue and can run at Mach 3?"
Madonna gasped, "No way, you tied him down for real."
"Yeah, we're on vacation for our anniversary."
"Well then, this,' referring to Amy's clothing choices, "simply won't do." She grabbed Amy's shopping bag and led her down to the fitting rooms. Amy waited in a cubicle whilst Madonna rallied her co-workers. "Come on, girls, we have some serious work to do."
Amy was treated to full makeover curtesy of the women of the Empire Department Store. She now had more dresses, skirts, makeup and jewellery most girls could only dream of in lifetime. While their generosity wasn't free, their service was severely discounted. Amy felt on top of the world. The pink hedgehog subscribed to the belief that 'you are what you wear,' and she had felt this good in her own skin in ages. Madonna, the senior stylist at the store, insisted she stopped dressing 'like her grandma' and dress her age. She was right, Amy realised. She was merely 3 years younger than Sonic and the blue hedgehog only turned 30 a few days ago. More responsibilities did not mean she had to lose her youthful outlook, but Amy always justified neglected herself to focus on maintaining the household. Being 'cute', 'stylish', 'sexy' were descriptors she hadn't used on herself in years, nor by her husband. However, that changed once she entered their hotel room and was greeted by the sound of a wolf whistle from her husband, who muted the TV to give her some attention. A day ago, she felt nervous, confusing Sonic's ogling for disapproval, but now she felt all too eager to indulge in his attention and was willing to fix another aspect their relationship.
Sonic laid lazily on their king-sized bed, scrolling through the TV channels, wasting time until his wife came out from the bathroom. Amy was taking longer than usual, but Sonic assumed his wife would want to make the most of their luxurious facilities and clean up from a week of travelling. The shower was running, but Amy sat anxiously on the toilet seat. She had lost her nerve. She was in a staring contest with the lone gift bag littered with cute tissue paper on the inside. Inside was lace nightgown, coloured bright red with rose patterns scattered around the garment.
'It's just pyjamas, stop being such a baby and put it on. Maybe Sonic will choose you over dreaming about chili dogs tonight.'
'They're NOT PJs, its lingerie. I can't wear this.'
She fought with herself fiercely till her nerve lost and she remembered Sonic brought some her clothes in his rucksack. Luckily for Amy, her usual comfortable, baby pink maxi nightdress was stuffed at the bottom of the bag.
'Much better'
Amy re-enters the bedroom and quickly rushed under covers beside her husband. She sent him a smile, but Sonic's hormones couldn't hide his internal disappointment. Amy knew Sonic had pre-ordered some clothes for her, but unbeknownst to her, he had in the hand in the risqué choice in nightwear.
Sonic stared straight at the TV, but not consciously watching the channel. "Didn't like the gift I got for you," he asked.
Amy blushed while gripping the covers, "I do, but... It's cold in here that's all."
"Doesn't matter," he said nonchalantly. Suddenly Amy blinked to find Sonic under the covers on his hands and knees above her.
"I can fix that," he whispered seductively in her ear. Amy shivered as Sonic began to stroke her legs and graze her thighs, hidden underneath her nightgown. Sonic smiled as his actions had his desired effect on his wife, feeling Amy's heat radiate from her soft skin.
"I hate this dress... so much..." he admitted between neck kisses. "I can't wait... to rip this off you... once and for all."
Amy entered a such a dazed, intoxicated state, she couldn't her register her husband's words. It had been so long since the couple had enjoyed intimate times together let alone had sex. It felt like Sonic was making up for lost time. Ever since their first honeymoon, there was always one excuse after another as to why they could not enjoy each other physically, and it didn't help their daily arguments soured their moods before bed.
Sonic's rough yet gentle handling of her body felt completely different to how he behaved during her first time, and she began to reminisce their first time together as hedgehog and wife.
Sonic looked ready to pass out after the long day he had. The ceremony was perfect. Short sweet, and to the point with only his closest friends in attendance. The reception, however was another story. Amy insisted on at least having a party at their new home to act as both as housewarming and wedding party. The wedding was low-key and planned on short notice on purpose to avoid word getting back to Eggman. Sonic, half-serious, implored Amy to invited their old 'frenemy', but that I idea was quickly shot down. The number of dumbfounded looks and questions Sonic had to deal with got annoying very quickly. Tails and Cream were surprised but happy for their two best friends; Knuckles thought Sonic was going insane or hypnotised; Team Dark and Chaotix were mainly there for the free food, but Shadow uncharacteristically pulled the groom aside and threatened the blue hedgehog to explain his motive for marrying the girl, to which Sonic smirked and replied, 'Because I wanted to.'
Thankfully, Sonic could relax now in complete luxury. Ever since the Perfect Chaos incident, the Station Square Resort and Hotel offered Sonic a free stay anytime, so Sonic suggested they stay there for the weekend before settling down in their new home properly. Speaking of his new wife, she was taking forever in the bathroom. Finally, the door opened to reveal Amy Rose appearing against a mist of steam, wearing merely a white lace nightgown with matching stockings.
"So whadya' think," she asked bashfully,
Sonic gave her a quick glance away from the TV, then quickly did a double take.
"Aren't you cold?" He asked as redirected his attention back to his show, trying to hide his blush.
'Hehe, I forgot about this part.' Whilst Sonic may have matured enough to consider seriously getting married, in regards to his 'marital duties', he still had a heart of a boy. It had been barely a month between her proposal and their wedding, and in that time, they had shared some innocent kisses and pecks, and one intense moment of passion that didn't go far due to an interruption. Judging by Amy's change in clothes (or lack thereof), Sonic assumed she had put more thought into tonight than he did.
"I'm okay." Amy's reply brought Sonic back into reality as she took the remote from his hand and turned off the TV.
"You look pretty," Sonic cringed as he complimented her like a child. Amy didn't mind however. She laughed it off. "Thanks."
They were under the covers in silence until Amy decided to break the ice and make the first move as she was used to doing in their relationship. She straddled him tentatively. As Amy grew older, her love for Sonic expanded to beyond emotions and aesthetics and into the physical. Sometimes she would chastise herself for thinking about Sonic in such a crude way on days where it felt her urges were uncontrollable. It would start of innocent, imagining Sonic expressing his undying love for her that had to be kept hidden, only for fantasy to divulge into moans and whispers.
Tonight was different. Now that they were married, there was no reason to feel any sort of shame in expressing her love in this way. The couple had an opportunity to have sex before marriage, but Sonic stopped midway. Amy surmised her fiancée was trying to be noble and not rush into anything.
Amy kissed him passionately while stroking his quills. Sonic seemed receptive as he put his hands around her back.
"I haven't done this before." Amy admitted. Sonic wasn't surprised, not that his opinion of her would change if the opposite was true.
"Neither have I," he reassured her. "Just relax..."
Amy took his advice to heart and stopped being afraid. She finally released all the sweet passion. Sonic the Hedgehog wouldn't last the night.
The couple rested in each other's arms, content and ready for good night's sleep.
"Why don't we have sex more often?" Sonic asked rhetorically.
"You know why." Amy quipped. "No offense Sonic, but coming home smelling like chilli dogs and beer doesn't get my loins excited."
"For real!" He said sarcastically. "Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore."
"Yeah," Amy moved to the crick of Sonic's neck and began to close her eyes to get some rest. Sonic grinned and stroked her quills.
"I miss you screaming my name... when you're not angry with me."
Amy's eyes shot open, mortified at the implication. "I do not," She took her pillow and slapped him with it.
"SONIC! SONIC! PLEASE DON'T STOP!" He dangerously mocked his wife's voice, earning him more strikes from her pillow.
"I'm going to wash your mouth with soap"
Sonic jumped out of the bed and kept up his impersonation with wife chasing behind, landing blows on his behind.
"Ahh, spank me more!"
His disrespectful mockery ended with Amy pouncing on him, now straddled by his thighs.
"Now it's your turn to scream my name."
Sonic could only smirk devilishly. "You are so hot when you're angry."
Amy winked. "And don't you forget it," she said as the couple enjoyed their last night of their second honeymoon in paradise as the Spagonia moon shone and romantic music filled the night air.
One more chapter to go. I rewrote this in my head so many times, one due to the rating and two, I felt that this version worked best.
Naoto Ohshima has said that if Sonic was more mature, he would pick Amy, and so I interpret that Sonic would accept a marriage proposal from Amy eventually, but still have the 'heart of a boy' to not understand the importance behind that commitment and intimacy, leading to the problems that are affecting their marriage years later (besides money of course).
The proposal will be last chapter and wrap everything up in a neat bow.
Please leave a review and I'll see you all next time!
