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So, apparently that last chapter was good, since it sent a lot of views and reviews my way.

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As for the conclusion, I haven't decided who that 'mate' will be yet. So, here's the plan.

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Chapter 5: Knuckles' Hesitation

It wasn't until the next morning, when the satiation she received from Tails had completely worn off and she awoke in sweaty sheets, that Amy began to plan her next move. If this was to become the game Amy envisaged, there would need to be some challenge, which had been absent from the recent conquests; a hedgehog who could barely resist the pheromones she was pumping into the air and a naive virgin who was lulled into committing the deed using persuasive techniques.

It was time to take it up a notch.

With that in mind, she set her sights on Knuckles. She had known him almost as long as Sonic, and had worked with him closely on a number of occasions to ensure victory during the war. But while the echidna was incredibly gullible when it came to false intelligence information, he was pretty quick on the uptake otherwise, and given the circumstances he would likely realise what she was trying to do and actively work to circumvent it.

Firstly, she was Sonic's ex. The two males may not be close friends, but they certainly respected each other as rivals. That meant not boning the other's girls without talking first. Second, he would likely be able to smell the pheromones even if he did not find them attractive, as hedgehogs and echidnas were close relations. Third, he was in a relationship with Rouge the Bat, and had been for years now. Finally, he was supposed to be heading back to Angel Island that evening, putting a time restriction on the proceedings.

At least this is keeping me distracted. She was spending much of that morning neglecting her assignments to decide how best to lure Knuckles into her bedroom, and as such was distracted from the growing problem within as hormones ravaged her system. She devoted hours to this end, until her stomach was gnawing away at itself to remind her to eat lunch, and yet every idea she'd had so far seemed really obvious.

With a sigh, she leaned back in her chair, ignoring the throb between her legs as she stared at the ceiling. Both the other encounters had been rather spur of the moment. Things had just happened, allowing events to unfold that led to the conclusion she desired. Maybe that's what I need to do? She queried as she stood to head for the kitchen, hoping there was something in the fridge she could just bung in the oven and be done with it. Just stand back and hope the universe is on my side?

As she strode across the hall, there was a knock on the front door, causing her to pause. She really was hungry, but if someone needed something fixing up, it wouldn't exactly take long to add it to the neglected pile of projects before resuming her hunt for food. The few moments she took to come to that conclusion yielded another knock, this time a little harder. Whoever it was, they were impatient. With a slight roll of her eyes she headed for the door, plastering a smile on her face as she pulled it open.

"Hey Amy." She faltered, face to face with the echidna she had been planning to seduce. He held up a hand in greeting, inviting himself inside as he always did while she stood mildly dumbfounded in the door frame. After a moment she looked up at the heavens outside, wondering if someone really was looking out for her interests, before closing the door softly and turning to find her guest.

No longer in the hallway, she found Knuckles in the living room, already making himself comfortable in her favourite armchair. She set her jaw as a stab of annoyance went through her chest. "What's up?" The question sounded a lot more casual than she thought it would, given how sensitive she currently felt in her nether-regions coupled with the urge to throw him out simply for inviting himself in.

The echidna rests one leg over the opposite knee. "I need a favour," he began, holding out a spare glove Amy had neglected to notice he was holding as he entered. "Tails is giving me a ride back to Angel Island later today, but I noticed last night I've managed to puncture a hole in one of my spare gloves. I know you're usually pretty busy with a whole village to darn for, but…" He pauses, scratching behind an ear and looking embarrassed. "I'm terrible when it comes to needlework, clumsy as hell. Could you do a quick repair job for me? It doesn't have to look great, just be functional."

Taking the glove from him, she turns it over to inspect the fabric, noting the tear is small. At this point it was barely visible, but if he'd continued to wear it without getting it fixed, it would become irreparable pretty quickly. "You caught it early, so I can fix it… it'll probably only take five or ten minutes."

He smiles, already standing to leave. "Wonderful. That would be great. If you need anything, just let me know, okay?"

It was now or never. "Actually, I need a favour too." Knuckles stops a few strides away from the armchair, turning to look back at her with surprise. Obviously he hadn't expected her to actually want anything from him and was just being courteous. She mentally debated how to best play the situation to her advantage now, thoughts already migrating to scenarios that had become more and more familiar over the last few days. "It'll take somewhat longer, though. You don't have to-"

"I'm a man of my word, Amy." He interrupted, still standing where he had paused, arms relaxed at his sides. She bit her lip as she studied the muscles that rippled down his arms, body toned from top to bottom thanks both to genetics and daily training. Another pair of panties were being ruined as she imagined training her hands down those bulging biceps while Knuckles studied her curiously, her silence putting him on edge. "What can I help you with?"

Unsure how to convince him with words, instead she began to close the distance between them, looking up at him through her lashes as she got closer. "Amy?" His query was laced with concern, not used to the pink hedgehog being so quiet. She stopped an inch or so before him, well and truly invading his personal space, hot breath curling along his collarbone before it swept off into the room. "Has something happened?"

"A couple of things," she breathes, dragging her eyes away from his to examine his muscles up close. Deep purple veins could be seen running through their swollen biceps, their design seemingly random as they wound around joints before delving back into his body. She couldn't resist running a finger along one of them, smiling very slightly as the echidna shivered ever so slightly at the gentle touch. "Nothing you can't help with, though."

Somewhat uncomfortable, Knuckles grabs her wrist with the opposite hand, waiting for her to meet his gaze again before speaking softly. "I can't do that, Amy. If Sonic-"

She pulls her wrist from his grasp sharply. "I don't care what he thinks. He can stay in New Mobotropolis, for all I care." Feeling tears prickling at the corner of her eyes, she turns to hide them, pressing the back of her hand to her face in the hope her glove will absorb their evidence. He voice is weaker now as she bites her lip. "He's already used me and cast me aside this week. I want nothing more to do with him."

There's a tense silence before he speaks again. "He… he took advantage of you?" Amy nods without looking back. "He does know what time of year it is, right?" Another nod as she crosses her arms over her chest, tears dealt with. He sees red as vibrant as his fur, clenching his fists before once again moving towards the door. "That son of a bitch! I'll see if Tails can leave immediately. When I find him, I'll-"

"Please, Knuckles, don't." She turns and grabs his arm, feeling the muscles tense beneath his skin and expecting him to pull away from her, but he seems to allow her to maintain the contact and stops in his tracks a moment later. He doesn't look back as she continues to explain, trying to calm the anger on his features before facing her again. "It's okay, I just… need someone right now."

After a few minutes, she lets go of him arm, and he returns it to his side without turning around, eyes closed as he thinks. It's a long thirty seconds before he finally does so, pivoting to look back to her, the anger that creased his face now sympathy. "Amy… the last thing you need right now is someone else taking advantage of you while you're in this state. If I'd had known, I wouldn't have bothered you…"

Tears are threatening again, but this time she maintains eye contact. "It isn't taking advantage of me if it's what I want." The statement is barely a whisper, but sounds exponentially louder in the tense air. She takes a step towards him. "Please, Knuckles, I need someone right now." Another step. The echidna doesn't move, but his expression is tight, still unsure. "Someone who can show me what making love is, rather than this ferocious desire to breed." His cheeks flush crimson as she takes another step, now close enough for his fur to tickle her nose. "Someone with compassion, who knows love."

"I don't love you, Amy." The words don't sting, but they leave a shallow pit in her stomach, a sadness that had been growing since Sonic left her alone again. She raises a hand to his face, expecting the slight flinch as they come into contact. "I know," she clarifies, running her fingers down to his muzzle and along his strong jaw. "And I don't care."

With that she leans in for a kiss, silencing any objections he may have.

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Eyes still wide open, Knuckles stands stiff and awkward, hands by his sides and curled into fists. Her lips are soft and warm against his own, the sweet smell of her pheromones now able to invade his senses. They have no effect on him physically, but aren't repulsive, overriding any other smells that could attract his attention while she remained so close. Seconds go by while his brain frantically decides what to do, but her kisses are distracting him from much of his logic, the feel of her skin on his own enticing.

Just for a little while, he thinks as he finally allows his eyes to close, kissing back just as gently, enjoying the contact to its fullest now. He raises a hand to her lower back and pulls her in just a little closer, feeling her slip onto tip toe so they aren't craning their heads to much, their stomachs touching now. While her hormones are soaking her panties yet again, she ignores the urge to beg access to the echidna's mouth, savouring the slow pace as his other hand delves into the spines on her head, cradling her as if she were a cherished gem stone.

They stay locked in such an embrace for what feels like minutes, but in reality is moments. Amy wraps an arm around his shoulders while the other trails down his back, following the curve of his spine until it reaches his tail. The red echidna shudders slightly at the contact, breathing a little heavier as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. Unable to stop herself, the hedgehog's hand slides further down his body to grasp a buttock, smiling slightly at the groan Knuckles is unable to repress when she does so.

Finally pulling away, the echidna only moves far enough to capture her gaze, noting the soft pink lighting up her cheeks his own are likely mimicking at that moment. The curve of her lips is so sexy, he can feel his manhood twitching within its sheath already, beginning to harden at the thought of what he's about to do and begging him to ignore the small part of his brain telling him he's still in shallow water, and that it's not too late to decline.

He takes a deep, shuddering breath as both of his hands drop to the small of her back, drawing little circles just above her tail. "Should we take this somewhere more comfortable?"

Amy nods, and squeaks a little in surprise as she is hoisted up by the buttocks, one hand remaining there to hold her in place while the other moves to her mid-back for support. He silences her again by drawing her into another kiss, easily supporting her weight as he moves slowly through the house to where he thinks her bedroom resides. A moan of pleasure escapes her lips when his fingers dig into her behind, fresh arousal flooding her body as she wraps her legs around his hips.

Thankful he was right, Knuckles walks over to the bed, hesitating to prolong the kiss a little more before lowering her into a sitting position on the mattress, kneeling before her to do so without straining his back. Still their lips continue to embrace, neither one of them wanting to break the contact, warm breath and their natural scents working to bring them both to arousal. When the kiss is broken again, his member is already peeking out from its sheath and his breathing is heavy, face a little flushed.

Reaching behind her, Amy slowly undoes her dress, the sound of the zip piercing in the quiet room. As soon as she is done, the echidna takes a hold of the fabric at her waist and pulls upwards, her arms already raised above her head to allow its removal. Palm sized breasts adorned with pert nipples greet him, the latter becoming harder as cool air is allowed to wash over them. Knuckles wastes no time in recapturing her lips, removing his gloves as he raises himself to be level with her, a warm bare hand firmly pressing against a newly revealed sensitive nub on her chest.

She gasps into his kiss, feeling him smirk as a shudder of pleasure passes down her spine, entirely unexpected but completely appreciated. More confident now, the echidna rests a hand on the mattress for balance and presses deeper into the kiss. He gropes the entirety of the plump breast in his palm, making sure to pay special but gentle attention to the swelling nipple that garnered such a reaction, feeling more of his penis slip from its sheath due to her reactions.

With reluctance he takes the hand from her chest and slowly trails it down her stomach, almost playfully twirling a finger in her bellybutton before it finally reaches her soaking knickers. He kisses with more force, encouraging her to lie back and relax, before his fingers slip beneath the fabric concealing the last of her modesty. She squirms slightly at his touch, moaning softly, the sensation of someone else's hand on her vagina entirely different to her own.

He's unable to prevent the hitch in his breathing at just how wet she is, wondering how much of it was his doing and how much was simply the time of year, dipping two fingers inside of her and drenching them in her juices before retracting them once more and moving up to the sensitive nerve bundle he had bypassed before. Immediately, she begins to arch and moan beneath him, the sights and sounds enough to fully engorge his member and release it from its protective sheath.

Pressing his length into her thigh, he breaks the kiss as he begins to slowly massage her clitoris, savouring every gasp and twitch of the pink hedgehog below him. Her eyes are closed and her head is turned slightly to the left, arms splayed haphazardly about her as she focuses on the pleasure she receives. The knot in her stomach is building painfully slowly, this method something she had never done to herself before as she desperately sought relief from the symptoms of her heat. It was almost unbearable, her body in a constant state of euphoria bordering on pain, and yet it was delicious to endure.

With a soft smile, he lowers his head and begins to suck her other nipple.

The reaction is immediate; hips raise and back arches, the muscles in her thighs quivering as the tension within her begins to grow exponentially. "Aaah!" The pleasure is spread across her entire body, shots of arousal flooding her pussy with every twist and turn on her clitoris, similar but entirely different sensations spreading through her chest and causing more heat to creep into her cheeks while he suckles her teat.

All of a sudden, she's pushed beyond endurance. Amy's jaw quivers in open-mouthed ecstasy as her inner walls begin to constrict in strong rhythmic patterns, a dribble of cum leaking from her vagina as her hips thrust in jerky bliss, all the while fresh jolts of pleasure spread through her body as Knuckles continues to caress her clitoris and lavish her breast with attention, licking the pert nipple in small circular motions.

Exhausted, her body collapses onto the mattress, legs limply hanging off on either side of Knuckles' hips. The echidna sits back to view his handiwork, the female before him breathing heavily as she comes down from her high, spines askew and cheeks a flaming red. Her eyes are still closed when he moves to sit on the bed beside her.

As much as he wants to go further, his conscience is still ravaged by guilt; the girl is barely in control of her own actions right now, driven almost to madness by an incessant need to reproduce. Beyond that, not only is she still Sonic's ex, but he doubted Rouge would be too pleased to hear he'd slept with the rose hedgehog.

Leaving her to recover, he begins to rapidly rub his length, hanging his head and groaning deeply as shivers of pleasure course through his body. There was no way he could leave with a solid erection, not with kids playing outside and an entire village to see it. More importantly, he needed to get out of this house before Amy recovered and began to push for him to relieve her sexual desires more completely than his fingers ever could.

He doubted Rouge would be too pleased to find out he'd brought her to orgasm, let alone if he'd fucked her.