Okay, so... wow. That was more visitors and follows than I expected for a first chapter.

Just to clarify a few things I have been asked by PM since that went up:

- This is basically a book of smut, with a loose storyline - and a loose hedgehog, obviously - as such, I intent to cover pretty much every Amy x [insert male here] pairing your hearts could desire, but patience is a virtue; I have one more chapter ready to upload after this, then I need to get back to writing!

- If you have any ships you want me to cover (I don't mind weird) hit me up and I'll see what I can do.

- Chapters will be named after whoever she's cornered this time. If you don't like the pairing, feel free to skip it.

- A big thank you to the two reviewers I've had so far as well! Now, this one's quite a bit longer.

Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Sonic

She'd known him for as long as she had lived in Knothole, and he was the one she thought would be her mate. For years she had attempted to get Sonic the Hedgehog, hero of Mobius to see her as more than just a teammate. They fought against Eggman together in the resistance, lived in close proximity in Knothole village for more than half her life and even dated a few times.

Problem was, it seemed Sonic was just not interested in a relationship. He was impatient and impulsive, often disappearing for days on end without telling anyone - not even Tails, his "brother" of sorts - where he was going, only to return a week later and disregard her concern for his well-being and safety now that the war was over. He rarely shared what he did on these excursions either, leading Amy to speculate he was visiting Princess Sally in New Mobotropolis.

"Of course he'd choose a Princess," she muttered under her breath as she continued to repair Cream's dress. Life in the backwaters of the Great Forest was slow; there were no jobs beyond helping those you lived with, using whatever skills you had to offer. With smacking badniks to next week no longer a requirement, Amy had been forced to learn a different trade to assist her fellow Knothole residents.

As such, she had become a tailor of sorts.

The work was slow and monotonous, allowing too much time to stew on her current predicament. Even as she concentrated on the task at hand, she could feel the warmth between her legs, the dampness of her panties on the stool she worked on. She could only hope it wouldn't leave a mark - or an embarrassing scent - once she stood up. At least she was in her own home, not a public place…

Returning to her previous train of thought, she counted the days since she had last seen the blue hero, wondering how long he would be gone this time. Perhaps he was aware it was hedgehog mating season, and had made himself scarce because of that; males may not have been so driven to seek out mates, but the pheromones Amy was giving off would have been intoxicating for the speedy Mobian. He would have as much difficulty as she did resisting the urge to reproduce as she, even if he didn't like her that way.

Beyond the hormonal attraction, Amy was attempting to dissect if he was an appropriate mate, which was difficult when every thought she had was clouded with lust, forcing most of these thought patterns to devolve into an imaginative depiction of intercourse. Sonic took her hard and fast, clinging to her tightly as he rode out his own orgasm, his name slipping from her lips in a breathy whisper-

Her panties became even damper, but that did not pull her back to reality. What did was the sharp prick of a needle breaking the skin of her finger. She shouted in pain and retracted the instrument immediately, watching a bead of blood well up with detachment, her body still too warm with arousal to really care about such a minor injury.

There was barely a moment to wonder if she would be able to completely satisfy herself later - she planned to head over to the lake to bathe and secretly relieve a little tension in the process - before a blur of blue and a rush of wind indicated the star of her little fantasy had returned to Knothole earlier than expected.

He was knelt in front of her, her hand in his as he studied the injury, the concern on his face melting as he realized it was minor. Even with the war over and Eggman defeated, he still found himself on a hair-trigger, anticipating yet another threat he hoped would never actually occur. The blood on her finger had begun to seep into the surrounding material of her glove, staining the fabric a light pink.

"You should wash that, before it dries." The tone was kind as ever, but something stirred in Amy's loins with every syllable, her heart picking up pace with the touch of his hand. She didn't respond to his suggestion, frozen to the spot as she began to flush at the cheeks, hormones coursing through her body at the sight of her crush. Imagines of him pinning her to the wall and thrusting deep into her flooded her mind, incapacitating the ability to speak.

He waved a hand in front of her, snapping the pink hedgehog out of her stupor. "You okay? You look a bit flushed." He stood and pressed a hand to her forehead, checking for a fever, bringing his body tantalizingly close to hers in the process. She shuddered slightly as his hand connected with her skin, attempting to control her breathing as Sonic became more concerned for her well-being.

Obviously, he had forgotten what time of year it was.

The blue hedgehog himself could feel something in the air, but couldn't put his finger on it; he felt almost giddy with excitement, perhaps anticipation, but for what he had no idea. He knelt back down in front of Amy and gently lifted her chin to gaze into her eyes, noting her pupils had dilated slightly. "I think you should go back to bed," he stated, concern evident in his voice.

"Will you take me?" The words left her mouth before she could stop them. He looked a little taken aback by the request, given the girl had never been particularly forward with regard to an intimate relationship. He chocked it up to her being unwell, perhaps feeling unsteady before nodding, effortlessly lifting her light frame from her stool to fulfill her request. To add credence to the assumption, she seemed to shake slightly in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck as he noted how hot her skin seemed to be.

The hero leaned over to place the girl on her bed, but her arms refused to release his neck when he tried to straighten up again. He smiled very slightly at her, raising a hand to lift them over his ears to allow his escape, except instead of allowing him to do so, Amy tightened an arm around his neck and pressed a hand between his shoulder blades to draw him closer to her. He yelped in surprise, mouth open to question her methods and he dropped a hand to the mattress for balance.

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He didn't get the chance, however, before her lips pressed to his own.

Caught entirely off guard, his eyes were wide in surprise, staring down at the pink hedgehog below him as she sucked his lower lip. Her eyes were closed, her body arching into his instinctively as she tasted him, almost desperate as she sucked and unperturbed he was not responding in kind.

His body began reacting almost of its own accord, allowing itself to lower onto the girl below him, grinding his hips into hers and enjoying the moan that escaped her lips with the contact. Sonic began to kiss back, pushing his lips into hers until her head laid back on the mattress, fighting for dominance of the situation as he licked her lips, begging to entrance. He grinned into the kiss as she complied, slipping his tongue in with a soft groan of pleasure, tasting every inch of her he could reach.

Without hesitation, he climbed onto the bed fully, wrapping an arm around her back while the other buried itself in the quills on her head. He could feel his heart rate climbing, warmth spreading through his groin as he continued to rub against the female below him, aroused as the quivering of her body begged for more.

That was when it hit him. It was mating season.

The realization forced him to hesitate. What little of his logical thinking he still possessed knew this was not a good idea; Amy was not in her right mind, and would surely be severely angry with him once the month was over, especially if he got her pregnant. He broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to look at her, the half-glazed expression on her face causing his member to begin to peak out from its sheath.

"Please," she whispered, raising a hand to his face, gently stroking his peach muzzle. He found himself unable to resist nuzzling into her touch, his own breathing as deep as her own. Her voice, weak and needy, caused his erection to grow firmer, a few inches now eagerly peeking out of its hiding place.

On top of it all, her smell was incredible. Her entire body radiated a sweet, inviting scent as she lay below him, screaming for him to penetrate her, to make her his. Despite being at the forefront of the resistance for so long during the campaign against the Eggman Empire, he had never felt so necessary in all of his life as she squirmed beneath him, cheeks flushed to a deep pink that only accentuated her natural colouring.

Her hips pressed up into his, and he gasped, his engorged penis slipping entirely out of its protective sheath at the contact. He was beginning to sweat and shake, aroused beyond anything he had ever achieved with Sally, naturally responding to the chemicals Amy's body was pumping into the room.

With that, he lost control.

He pressed his lips to hers again, hungrily licking her lips before she gave him entry once more, moaning into her open mouth as he licked around her teeth. The hand on her back travelled around to her stomach, no hesitation as it slipped between her legs, greeted to his delight by soaking panties. Sonic pressed his erection into her hip as he rubbed the swollen lips, sending waves of heat through the pink hedgehog as sweat began to coat her fur, only intensifying the scents and his blind lust.

Amy could barely think by this point. Her entire body focused on finally achieving what evolution had made it to do, feeling as if it were on fire as small shudders of pleasure coursed through her muscles while Sonic gave her the attention she craved. All too soon he broke the kiss, and a rush of cool air hit her aching vagina as his hand was removed, eliciting a whimper of disappointment.

This didn't last long, however, as the blue hedgehog lifted her up by the hips and slipped the drenched panties from her lithe frame, discarding them to the floor beside the bed without a second's thought. He then moved himself back over her, positioning himself between her legs, bringing his throbbing manhood flush with the warm lips there.

He looked up briefly to catch her gaze, eyes half-lidded and quills askew against her pillow. Her dress was hiked up above her ass, creasing around her stomach where the excess material bunched. Both hedgehogs still worse their gloves and shoes, their haste not allowing time to disrobe. "Please," the fragile-looking female below him begged again, barely louder than a whisper, her mouth partially open as she panted, hands up by her head in submission.

Powerless to resist, Sonic thrust inside her.

"Oh, fuck." The utterance was barely audible as his entire length was engulfed by the thick, tight walls of Amy's vagina. Her body was even hotter within, forcing him to need to pause, overwhelmed by the sensations currently assaulting his most sensitive organ. Below him, Amy whined in pleasure, raising her hips to meet the thrust, his member so much more satisfying than her own fingers.

Instinct finally taking over, Sonic began to thrust hard and fast into the female, not bothering to contain the moans and grunts that escaped his throat as he did so. Supported on his palms either side of her, he hung his head and closed his eyes focused on the pleasure he felt with every movement, encapsulated by the pheromones in the air and the glorious sensations spreading through his member.

The pink hedgehog did not hesitate to wrap her legs around her mate, keeping herself close to him as he penetrated her again and again, unknowingly taking her virginity while he satisfied both their primal urges. She thrust her hips in time with his movements, maximizing the pleasure for both of them as their sweat began to mingle, the heat from their bodies radiating into the room.

Now she could smell his scent; a heavier, almost spicy smell. It intermingled with her own and became something new and exclusive to them, driving them to complete their act before either of them could process what was happening.

"Haah, Amy… you're so tight." The words were hard to express as the hero moved to lean on a single elbow, wrapping the other arm under her arched back to hold her, needing the contact to keep him grounded through the tightening sensations crawling up his stomach.

He thrust into her once again, the new position allowing him to hit her sweet spot with a force it had yet to know. She threw her arms around him as the contact sent a shudder of pure bliss through her entire body, tightly gripping his shoulders as she buried her head in his neck. "Don't… stop…" The whisper was all she could manage, but it was enough to encourage Sonic to move faster, pounding into her as hard and fast as he was able.

Minutes felt like hours, the bliss severing the couple from reality. All too soon, Amy could feel her stomach tightening, that similar flush of heat travelling all over her body as she came close to climax. Her thrusts became more desperate and uncoordinated as she panted, loosening her grip on the male to lie back on the mattress, back arched towards him as he continued to drive her closer to orgasm.

The blue hedgehog himself could feel himself close to cumming. A knot of warm pleasure had begun to build in his stomach, while his own breathing was becoming harder to control. He lowered his chest onto the pink hedgehog below him and wrapped his arms around her, digging fingers into skin as the release he craved came closer. His hips bucked, losing their rhythm, the only thing he cared out now being his own satisfaction.

Three more thrusts, and Amy could feel herself slipping over the edge. She clung to her lover as forcefully as he did to her, nails pressing painfully into skin and legs holding his hips like a vice. "Cum inside me," she whispered into his fur, all apprehension about his suitability as a mate lost in pheromones and lust. "Sonic, please…"

Her vision blurred and she found herself unable to speak, her body wracked by the fiercest orgasm she had ever felt. Her entire body shuddered as pleasure washed over her, the walls of her pussy clenching down on Sonic's engorged penis with surprising strength. The blue hedgehog was unable to hold in his cry of passion, mouth wide open in her neck as her clenching forced him over the edge.

He felt his semen burst from his member, flooding her insides mercilessly, each spasm within his penis ejaculating more than he ever thought possible in one session. His relieve was immediate, the pleasure almost unbearable as he continued to thrust inside her, trying to make the sensations last as long as physically possible.

Entirely spent, Sonic could do little more than lie on her chest, face between her breasts as he tried to regain his breath. In a similar state, the pink hedgehog opened her eyes very slightly, gazing up at the ceiling as she bathed in the euphoria such release provided.

Neither hedgehog spoke for a long time.

Now returning to his senses, a sense of dread had begun to dislodge the pleasing aftermath of ejaculation in Sonic's chest. Not only had be just cheated on Sally with the one girl he'd sworn to her would never get between them, he'd done so unprotected during mating season. It was almost guaranteed she would become pregnant, especially if they continued to mate as nature intended them to… Amy would continue to produce those pheromones for weeks to entice him into bed and make an urchin.

That in mind he jumped up from the bed faster than even he expected, almost falling on his behind as he sprang away from the biggest mistake of his life. Still groggy, his pink counterpart rolled onto her side to look at him as he grabbed a tissue from her bedside table and began to clean himself off, his member already retracting into its sheath after such a realization.

"Sonic, I-"

He cut her off. "No, Aimes. It's fine, really, but… let's not talk to people about this, okay?" He balled the tissue up and tossed it into the bin, legs still shaking slightly from his exertion as he continued. "This… this can't happen."

Amy sat up, her eyes wide with hurt as she pulled the hem of her dress down. Moments ago she had felt lucky; the great hero of Mobius had chosen to impregnate her. He was going to be her mate. Now she simply felt dirty, used and discarded just like the tissue he had cleaned himself up with. "What do you mean, this can't happen? It already did."

"And it was a mistake." He turned his back on her as he raised a hand to pinch between his eyes, obviously stressed. "Look, Sally and I are…" He paused, opening his eyes slightly as he wondered what he and Sally actually were beyond engaging in similar acts to the one he'd just participated in. "We're together, okay? That means whatever this is can't happen."

Then he walked out without another word, leaving Amy to cry. Eventually, exhausted and broken, she was taken by sleep. Even with the heartbreak, the throbbing between her legs would continue to bother her, leaving her feeling wretched and hating her inability to control her own body.

When she awoke, the sun was shining. Birds sang in the trees, as if to torment her for her own mistakes and the nature of the one she loved so much. Wallowing in self pity, she bashed herself for allowing such a thing to happen, even if Sonic should have had more control than her during the situation. Despite that, he had used her for sexual gratification; pheromones and urgency combining to create something he could never achieve with Sally.

Her vagina already throbbed, begging for the touch of her hand, or that of another. As she began to caress her already swollen lips with detachment, she came to a conclusion that made her smile just a little, a twisted smirk one would expect from a predator,

If she could be used for sex, so could others.