1 • The Little Whore
Amy was ecstatic.
The item she had ordered online had already arrived and she could not wait to try it on. It was a maid costume fit for her plan to seduce Sonic when she'd put it on and show up at his house like that: a masterpiece. What guy would be able to flee a cute girl in such a sexy display?
Sonic was one lucky hedgehog whether he realized it or not!
All he needed was a little push so he could finally admit how much he deeply cared about her. Amy was going to give him the perfect chance to do just that! Thinking about it made her hands itch to get ahold of the package as she walked to her home. Vanilla had kept her busy the whole day with their pets in the chao farm. It was mating season so things were a bit difficult to handle this time around. Poor little Cream didn't understand so Vanilla needed Amy to give a helping hand so things went right and no fights broke out between the males.
Amy checked her phone once she reached her house. "Delivered an hour ago?" She read out loud with a tilted head. There was nothing on the porch...
Amy searched around the house for any signs of her package and found none. It wasn't near the front door nor was it near her porch. The garden was off limits so there was no way the mailman could have gone over that fence, and even if he did, there really wasn't any reason to. She also had no neighbors so it would be hard to get the wrong address especially since her house was pink!
There was no way a mailman could miss that!
Frustration made a scrawl plaster itself on her face. The possibility of it being stolen was low considering she lived in the remote woods. Just where the hell did that mailman leave her package?
There was only one person who could possibly know!
"Shadow!" Amy called out as she opened the door to her guest room."Did you happen to get my…!" The words slipped right through her as she found the culprit who took her package.
Shadow was standing there, back arched as he leaned on her vanity table, with a lipstick on his hand. His lips were painted velvet red with his cheeks blushed red. The maid outfit she had been searching for clutched his body tightly and was adorned with thigh-high stockings and garter belt and five inch heels. HER heels.
You're probably wondering why Shadow is in her house in the first place. Well the answer is quite simple. The ebony hedgehog had gotten severely injured during a battle and ever since Rouge coupled up with Knuckles, she was off limits, and Tails couldn't handle two male hedgehogs at once which left little ol' Amy to volunteer.
There was much defiance by Sonic but eventually he gave in given the circumstances.
Now both hedgehogs stood still in their respectable positions, eyes wide on both. It was as if the word had frozen over since there seemed to be no movement from neither yet a cold chill in the air. Shadow then put the lipstick down on the vanity while Amy's eyes narrowed when she finally registered what she was seeing and they dared Shadow to explain himself.
"You cannot tell anyone!" He heaved, turning his feet and cornering her against the wall as his eyes flared down at hers in a mixture of embarrassment and conflict.
Anger wasn't enough to describe how upset the pink hedgehog was. He was wearing her clothes! Using her makeup! And to make matters worse, he probably stretched them out and he still had the audacity to lay his hands on her. Right now she didn't need to understand because she didn't care. She hated when her things were touched and the uncharacteristic panicked expression on the ebony's face along with his mumbling.
"Be quiet." She growled.
Shadow quivered but didn't utter a word.
Shadow registered her anger and look of disgust, letting her go and falling on his knees which felt shaky. He couldn't believe he had gotten caught: by this pink brat nonetheless. He wanted to run and pretend nothing had happened but he knew that wouldn't fix anything especially since he was still wounded. All he had to hope for was to plea that she would not expose him and his dirty secret.
Amy sat herself in her vanity chair and crossed her legs. Her foot was in front of his face, as she intended. "You look like a total whore. Just what the hell were you thinking?"
"Please keep this a secret. I'll do anything…" he muttered, eyes wide in panic as he clutched the skirt of the dress.
The expression that was reflected on the ebony's face was one that Amy had never seen before. It was desperate and needy with a tint of despair: not even when he was close to death did his expression resemble this one. Just how long had Shadow been hiding this side to him?
"Are you gay?" Amy asked, leaning on her palm.
"Fuck off," His eyes narrowed, dropping his head, as if he felt deeply insulted.
"Then why the hell are you wearing my clothes?" She lifted his chin with the tip of her foot.
Shadow stiffened, a bit taken aback by the way she was treating him. He looked her straight in the eyes, eyes slightly narrowed. "I'm into BDSM." He finally admitted.
Her ears flickered. "What's that?" She questioned the strange word.
Shadow seemed hesitant as he frowned and looked to the side. "It stands for bondage, discipline, dominance and submission, and masochism…" his voice was almost a whisper.
"Sounds kinky." A hearty laugh escaped her lips. "...but that still doesn't explain why you're wearing my clothes."
Shadow's cheeks flushed. "I like to feel... humiliated and vulnerable and wearing women's clothes does just that. I find it erotic and stimulating. It's my way of feeling alive."
Amy laughed maniacally, giving him a bemused smile."So basically you're saying you're a masochist?'
"Hn…" he seemed visibly uncomfortable.
"Wow, who would expect that from the Ultimate Lifeform?" She covered her lips to hold back another laugh. "I actually thought you'd be more of a sadist."
He glared at her now. "It's a lot more deeper than that." He uttered.
"Oh, really?" Amy tugged on the ruffles of the top of the maid outfit as she got down to his level on the floor. "Enlighten me."
Shadow blushed, looking away. "This makes me feel more mobian. I'm the ultimate life form but that's a bore… this is my way of connecting to the world. A break from reality."
Amy smiled as she checked him out in her clothes, "I didn't realize someone of your caliber felt the need to be like us regular people."
"It's difficult being born perfect."
"Isn't just that a fancy play of words that just mean that you're a total pervert?" Her expression distorted as she stood and gave him a pathetic expression. "How disgusting. Imagine if everyone saw you like this. What an embarrassment."
Shadow's eyes shook as he looked up at the pink hedgehog. Instead of showing his initial panic, Amy noted there was a tint of excitement within those tiny eyes. Her own body suddenly felt empowered in a way she could not understand.
"Wait a second, does that mean that this is turning you on?" A smirk arose on her lips.
"Of course not." He scoffed, turning away as he wiped the lipstick off with the palm of his hand.
Amy's interest peaked at the formed events as she felt something ignite with her body. She wasn't sure what swayed her but she found her body moving on its own. "Stop lying, you damn pervert." She yanked him by the hand, shoving him on the bed.
Shadow's eyes went round but he didn't resist.
Something about this seemed… exciting!
Shadow was the ultimate life form that was built to be above all. He'd battle aliens and even go toe-to-toe with her beloved Sonic yet here he was groveling beneath her in her maid's outfit and smeared lipstick. Just what would people say if they found out?
The one that always behaved like he was better than anyone, and still does, was this pathetic. Would he cry if she told? The thought of it made her want to ruin him. Degrade him for thinking he was better than her Sonic. It seemed like he'd do anything at this point and she'd have the strongest man at her fingertips.
She grinned. "You're pretty relaxed for someone at my mercy."
"What do you want?" He glared.
Amy sat up on his lap and shot him a playful smile. "I promise not to tell anyone if you do me a big favor." She set a deal.
"A deal?" His interest rose, just like his temperature as he gazed up at Amy, who seemed to hold herself in a higher regard, which surprised him.
He didn't know her well but he always considered that she would be a good girl. Yet, this 'good girl' had a wild look in her eyes. They shined with opportunity and self-regard. She almost resembled a temptress ready to devour her weak prey. It was beyond his imagination and it made him feel electrified.
Then she leaned in close, making him shake. She made a decision, saying,"I won't tell anyone if you help me win Sonic's heart." She whispered in his ear.
Shadow's expression changed to one of distortion. How could he forget?
This pink brat was crazy about Sonic. She'd find any given opportunity to win his heart even if that meant bringing someone else down. Especially his nemesis.
"Hn," he scoffed, removing the ruffled headband off his head as he sat up after she got off of him.
Shadow didn't really have an option and he was well aware that she knew that. It was as if she wanted him to feel hopeless. The thought made him shiver again but he didn't want to think that was her intention since she didn't seem to be the type.
Even still, the fact that she hadn't yelled at him or ordered him to undress by now struck him as odd. It didn't make sense. He'd imagine that she would have immediately ran off and exposed him yet here she was, grinning like a vixen, and playing with his strings.
"Well?" She tilted her head, holding out her hand.
"Do I have a choice?" He growled, returning to his original demeanor.
"You lost it when you decided to dress like a little whore." She snapped.
"Hm." He shook her hand, ears turning red.
Amy had never considered it until now but Shadow was quite adorable when he was flustered. She wondered what more expressions he was capable of making. She was going to make sure to find out...
She turned away once they shook hands and made it to the door. "By the way," Amy stopped at the door and winked. "You look cute!"
Shadow blushed like a schoolgirl and turned away, clutching his hands to the maid dress when he heard her giggle and walk away. She was toying with him. She was the last person he wanted to be discovered by and he knew things were going to get chaotic.
Lol, predictions? This was a wild thought, not sure if its enough to continue.
