"Sonic?" Amy soothed.
The blue hedgehog mumbled incoherently and turned over. The pink female heaved a long sigh and reached to stroke Sonic's "spot". In response and thanks, Sonic began to purr nasally, even leaning into the caressing. His head found its way into her lap and, whether he knew it or not, his arms wrapped around her middle. He moved too slowly for him to be healthy, even in sleep. Something was wrong, despite his calm.
"You're weak," Amy scolded, continuing to run her fingers through slightly damp blue fur.
Sonic stirred, but settled down again, nuzzling even further into her lap. He squeezed her ever so gently around her waist and sighed with pleasure, the purr still deafening.
The pink hedgie groaned. "What am I going to do with you, hero?" She wondered aloud to no one in particular. Her face flushed as Sonic hugged her again, tighter this time, and his legs curled halfway into his chest. He looked more like a child now, his face in sleep soft and handsome.
Suddenly, he stirred again, stretching his arms out and turning over onto his back. He was awake now, but his head did not leave her lap. The blunt side of his quills now touched her knees and it almost tickled. "I don't know, Amy," he mused, the emerald orbs shining like twin suns. "But, I hope it includes food." He looked away, still grinning, as Amy giggled at the gurgling sounds.
"You're hungry?" Amy nuzzled his nose to make him look at her. "Why'd you throw up before?"
Sonic shrugged. "Bout of claustrophobia. No biggie."
"If you're sure…" Amy appeared doubtful, then gestured over to the tray piled high with food. "I already had some, so why don't you finish it off, Sonic?"
The blue hedgehog sat up calmly and looked sincerely into her jade eyes. "Amy," he breathed. "I…" And then, he did something neither of them were expecting.
His lips closed over Amy's.
Amy leaned into the unexpected kiss and Sonic pulled her close to him. Her arms slowly wrapped around his shoulders. Sonic licked the bottom of Amy's lip, asking for entrance. The female complied and licked at the intruder with her own tongue. This kiss went on for a while until Amy broke away from it. She'd been close enough to hear his stomach's complaints, and her face was too hot from the heat of her blush.
Sonic's cheeks were slightly rosy as well, though he looked a bit embarrassed. "I'll…" he began. "Amy…"
"Your vocabulary is astounding." Amy teased, shoving him off the bed. Sonic stood, flowing into this new position. "Now, go eat! Please! Your stomach sounds like a wild tiger!"
Sonic purposely got down on all fours, his rump in the air, and pretended to stalk the tray piled high with food. Amy couldn't help but laugh hysterically. Sonic then flowed to his knees and poked his head over the side of the tray, slowly inching his hand forward to grab a chili dog.
He didn't eat ravenously like he wanted to, because Amy was watching, and because of his slow eating, he was full long before he wanted to stop eating. But soon, all cravings were cured and he sat at the foot of the bed soon enough, licking his chops and patting his midsection haughtily. Amy lay down on her stomach and looked at him. "Sonic?"
"Hmm?" Sonic stretched out to full length, looking a bit like a contortionist.
"Why'd you kiss me?"
Sonic opened one eye and looked at her. "Why do you think?"
Amy shrugged. "You were never into me before. It can't be because you love me."
"What if it is?"
The pink female's jaw dropped in surprise. "You? You like…" She gasped. "It can't be…"
"And why not?" Sonic seemed injured as he turned to the side and rested his head on his hand. "How is that so hard to believe?"
"But…all the rejections…"
"Amy," Sonic ran a hand through her pink quills. "There is something very thick that runs through my veins. It is called doubt. Many people suffer from it." He smiled pleasantly, his hand very warm. "I kept telling myself that I didn't want you, that I didn't adore the hell out of you, that deep down inside I didn't want to taste the inside of your mouth, that hell, I didn't want to kiss you! But, doubt can be overcome."
Amy smiled back. "I love you, Sonic." And, for the first time, she heard the response she'd only ever dreamed of as a reply:
"As I love you, Amy." Sonic's beautiful, shining eyes glittered like a thousand stars as she flowed into his arms and he hugged her close.
Silence reined, like a velvet curtain closed over the two lovers. Right now, Amy didn't care that she was in prison. She just nestled her head under Sonic's chin, the space seemingly carved there especially for her, her fingers wound their way into his fur. And, it was perfect. Sonic began to tremble under her touch, unused to being so still, and began to fidgit, winding his fingers through her quills. Reluctantly, she pulled away and frowned at him.
"Sonic."
The blue male closed his eyes and took a deep, shaky breath. Were those…tears? Amy couldn't believe it. Why was Sonic, she even hated to think the word, crying? "Yes, Amy?" His voice was very calm, very sweet, but very concerned all of a sudden. The very strands of fur shivered under her fingers.
"What's wrong with you?" It was a rather stupid question, but she couldn't have expected the answer.
"There's a draft." Sonic opened his eyes and a grin crossed his face. Tears of joy. Amy breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't sad.
"Does that mean…?" Her worry over, she was catching on to Sonic's meaning.
"We're outta here." Sonic stood and walked over to the wall, Amy still clinging to him, and began to grope at the far wall for the exact place. Amy shivered as he found it, pulling close to him. "Amy." Sonic whispered gently, his hands moving to pry her arms open. "C'mon, Amy. I don't wanna hurt you."
Amy shook her head, hugging tighter. She didn't want to let him go, not when she finally had him as her own. "I can't. What if we never get to hold each other again like this?"
"There will be better times."
"But…you won't want people to know!"
"I really didn't, uh, wanna bring this up just yet." Sonic scratched behind his ears. "I'm afraid of reactions from my buddies."
"Who cares?"
"I do." Sonic nuzzled her neck. "But, that doesn't mean I love you any less. I just want things to settle down a bit before the news hits the streets. People are going to be a little ruffled after my capture, and the whole system might explode at any shocking news."
How could Sonic turn a petty little fear into a national emergency?! Amy sighed deeply and pried open her stiff arms from their wrought-iron grip. Sonic cracked his knuckles, stepped back a few feet, and ran at the wall in a burst of blue speed. Amy turned away to avoid getting debris in her eyes…but instead of a triumphant yell from the other side, there was silence.
Amy cautiously stepped out…and found herself face-to-face with a pair of red eyes.
END OF PARTE 2!!!!!
