((OK, you win. I'm continuing this fic against my better judgment. I'll tell you what happened: this fic suffered from Doyle's syndrome after enough yaoi fans pestered me after my inspiration left me. Doyle tried to kill off Sherlock because he was becoming too popular… but alas, had to resurrect him in favor of his fanbase. I ended up loathing the story because it's against my latest morals and too many people like it instead of my BETTER works… my original works, too. Ooo, it burns us so. BURNS!!!
So you know I have to finish it and put it to bed for the sakes of several drooling Sonuckles fangirls, right? Right. It's only the ethical thing to do.
I'm almost 23. It's nearing Christmas, and my birthday is the 17th. I'm leading a completely different life now… and my writing style may have changed. I just finished re-reading the entire PDL work to try to grasp the flavor of it… and I think I have it. In fact, I'm tempted to go back and fix some typos and bad word-usage. I'm refraining for sake of quieting the masses. Do me a favor, would you? Just read some of my other works, won't you?)))
Sonic: just when you thought it was safe to go back in the closet…
Knux: da-dun… Da-dun…
Shady: -girly-screams- nooo! Not-
All in chorus: MORE YAOI!!! FTL D:
Oh, almost forgot about my ask-a-character thingy! It seems someone has questions...
Kashito91 asks:Here's one for Knuckles-
If the Master Emerald has the ability to hold up Angel Island, How many cities could it power?
K: That's an excellent question! Why don't you go experiment with someone else's giant emerald?
Sonic-
If u consumed the weight of the world in chilli dogs, how much would u weigh?
S: Still not as much as your mother.
Shadow-
13 X 13!
Sh: w... wait, that's it?? No interesting or quirky question?? Damnit, they never ask what I'm wearing when I want them to...
A: just answer the question, Shady.
Sh: Onesixteynine, you ungrateful fuck.
A: Shadow, that's no way to talk to our fans.
Sh:... fine. Grateful fuck. And you'd better be, I'm not cheap. That'll be one sixtey-nine, by the way.
(\(/(\ I don't own Sonic or his companions, and as Gamegirl2 has apparently disappeared from existence, I can finally stop kissing her illiterate ass and call this mine. –takes a bow- /)\)/)
Chapter 9 – Truth Rises like Oil
The nightlight flickered, and then popped brilliantly. Tails squeaked, jolting upright and clutching his sheets to his fluffy chest. He began to panic, feeling the tingling dark enclose him like a large, too-many-fingered hand.
'Calm yourself. Only a power surge. Just need to find the light switch…'
He held his breath, leaning over and feeling blindly for the light. The window, though open, shed no starlight. It was cloudy, and he could hear wind-
'Wind? That window should be closed…' he shuddered, biting his lip and sucking a quivering breath. He reached out frantically for the lamp…
His hand closed on something warm, round and squishy. The thing drew a breath of its own, and Tails was knocked off the bed. He tumbled to the floor with a scream of terror and curled into a protective ball. The thing swooped over to him with a tenebrous flapping of wings. He winced, tears spilling from his cheeks as the cold air tussled his fur. He squealed and scrabbled as a hand grasped the scruff of his neck and lifted him.
"Oh please don't eat me!! Don't eat me don't eat me I don't wanna diieeeee!!" he wailed helplessly and felt himself near to wetting his pajamas. A clawed hand clamped over his mouth.
"For the love of fucking Christ, kid. Shut up."
He obeyed, recognizing that voice. The hand was removed, and a flashlight lit Rouge's face.
"Sorry for smacking you, but you were trying to feel me up. It's a knee-jerk reaction. You're not hurt, anyway, right?" she dropped him onto his bed and pulled off her backpack, setting the light on the baseboard. She began rummaging through said pack.
"R…Rouge? What're you doing here?" Tails wiped at his face, still recovering from his childish shock.
"I think you're smart enough to answer that question." She took his wrist and slipped a thick plastic ziptie around it, then connected it to the metal frame of his bed, and pulled it taut.
"Hey…"
He was too astounded to struggle as she tied his tails together in the same manner. She then took pack and flashlight and strode to the door.
"NOO!!! ROUGE!!"
"Right, right." She flicked the light switch. Tails failed at hiding his obvious relief with a pouty glare that only made him look adorable.
"Don't worry, your buddy will cut you loose tomorrow. I have a gem or two to collect. Oh, and for Sonic's information- CS4 is the latest version of Dreamweaver. Tell him he needs to upgrade."
She closed the door softly behind her. Tails huffed in distaste, yanking hard on the ziptie.
-.o.-
One would think that the volume of Tails' shout could have been heard down the hall, wouldn't one?
One would be fretfully wrong.
The two "best friends" were relieved not to have to lie about where Knuckles would sleep, and had sneaked ever so silently upstairs an hour after the boy had gone to bed. They had found a bottle of wine hiding in a cupboard and were finishing it in the bedroom; flavor for sultry conspiratorial whisperings and red fluid courage for the trial of entirely new experimentation.
The heavy, empty bottle dropped to the floor with a hushed thud as Sonic was laid across the counterpane by adoring, strong hands. Soft, wetted kisses trailed up his silky chest… and Knuckles breathed in his lover's sweet musk. He was drunk in it, swimming in the essence that poured from everywhere in the room. He loved that scent. Spicy, almost… like a chilled wind that brings frost, but warm… it made no sense and he was half drunk on wine and lust.
Knuckles' tongue played with Sonic's, and he relished his taste. Accompanied with his scent, the satin of his fur, the soft moans that escaped his delicate throat... it was a sensory feast. He sat up betwixt the boy's thighs, looking down at him through yearning, heavy-lidded eyes with adoration, drinking him in. He was exactly what he always wanted, and never knew. Never would have guessed in ten thousand years.
"I really do love you. I realize it more every day. Can you believe that? It doesn't make sense, does it?"
Sonic cocked an eyebrow at him, smirking. "no, nothing's really made sense for a while now. Are you gonna start, or do you want me on top for a change?"
Knuckles sighed, a little disenchanted. "Yeah, Sonic. Whatever you want."
-.o.-
As he commenced the act of making love to his needy partner, a thief finished picking the lock on the basement door. Tails' cries for help went unheard into the indifferent night.
Rouge floated over vast bundles of wire and shaped metal components, senses alert for the twinge that would signify a gem of power. Her large ears ticked toward the floors above, hearing another voice join the runt's.
'Was that Sonic? Hmm... some lucky girl is giving him the time of his life, it sounds like. Good. Won't hear the din the kid's making. Makes my job easier.'
She prodded around in containers, emptied cabinets, turned out drawers. She pocketed a large canister of what appeared to be 'scripts (prescription drugs), greedily thinking of the street price per pill for something that strong.
But, no emerald in sight. She was certain this was where they might be, but good luck finding anything out in the open after she had come here stolen them once before.
-.o.-
Sonic was already getting bored with missionary, and this was his first time in the position. Knux caught on, pulling out and sitting back.
"You know what? I don't think you're enjoying yourself."
"What? No! I was liking it... why do you look mad?"
"Because I'm done doing what you tell me to."
"wh... huh?"
He grabbed Sonic by the waist and flipped him onto his stomach roughly. The boy gasped, having the air knocked out of him slightly. Knuckles took this time to pull something out from under a pillow.
He bent over the hedgehog's form, gliding the blue emerald along his side, causing a delicious shiver to skate over his skin.
"I never thought about using them for that..." Sonic whispered breathlessly.
"Probably not as nice as the big one back home... but this time you can activate it too."
He tried to flip over and take it from him, but Knuckles pinned him down.
"I didn't say you could take it from me." he grinned evilly, digging the point of the emerald into the base of the boy's tail. He bit back a cry of pain, but the hum of energy dissolved it into an instant and all-encompassing orgasm. He came hard into the sheets.
"ohholygodinheaventhatsnice....."
"Awwh... all done? You think you can just be done and leave me hungry?"
"No, sir." he grinned.
"That's what I thought." he lifted the hedgie's hips, and this time positioned the topmost facet at the base of the boy's genitalia. He slid in fully, relishing a hissed sigh from his counterpart, then touched the gem to flesh. The result was instantaneous and thoroughly satisfying. Sonic was immediately erect again, and breathless. He could feel it, the hum, around him. It was heaven.
-.o.-
The burglar left the basement, empty-handed but for the 'scripts, and in a less than chipper mood. She glided around the living room, dining room and kitchen, upturning cushions, chairs and drawers in her wake. She, of course, found nothing. She decided to continue her search back upstairs. Hell, for all she knew, the little fucker had it in his room and she walked right by it. Or, more plausibly... Sonic had it in his room.
That's the ticket. He probably has it in a bag in his room. However, the thought of taking on the fastest thing alive all on her own without a decent submachine gun wasn't something she'd be looking forward to.
Well, she could always wait for him to climax to break in. They're always weakest right after a good cum, she knew too well. So, she floated up the stairs. Sure enough, she could already feel the gem. It was strong... abnormally strong. Like someone was using it. In fact, she hadn't felt this kind of emerald potency since Shadow...
She shrugged that off quickly as it was painful, and picked the simple lock in under four seconds. She then waited for her cue.
-.o.-
On the other side of the door, the intensity was reaching the unbearable point. Sonic had reached climax twice, and was coming up on three. The power of the emerald wouldn't let him quit and be done with it, not while pressed directly to that spot... it was deliriously good. He felt he may faint soon... under the slow, rhythmic rocking of Knuckles' body against his. Knux himself was having a hard time holding back. It was so good, it was beginning to hurt. He sped up as his partner climaxed a second time, feeling that wonderful rush before he-
The door opened suddenly. The ones entangled gasped simultaneously and stared, wide-eyed, at a very confused Rouge.
"Wow. This... is unexpected... and awkward..." she bit her lip, thoroughly embarrassed for herself and for them.
The two covered themselves hastily, thoroughly mortified.
"Waitaminute... the hell were you doing with the emerald??" she demanded upon seeing it... then grimaced a little as it was covered in... you can only imagine what.
Sonic wiped at the gem absently with a corner of sheet, self conscious to the extreme.
She struck an idea, and leaned casually against the door frame. "Well, I suppose you two are still in the closet, so to speak...?"
Knuckles' jaw worked busily. He clenched at the sheet and glared at his knees with intense rage.
"One would think you didn't want something like this to get out..." she flicked open her cell, producing it like a magician. "Sally's number is still 555-4723, isn't it, Sonic?"
He gasped and stared at her in disbelief. "You wouldn't dare..."
Knuckles started to push aside the sheet to rise.
"Oh, I bet Julie would be elated to see her man in bed with... well, another man!" she snickered as she shot a picture with her phone. There was a mad dash to swipe it from her hand, but she evaded them and clung to the vaulted ceiling. The cell was out of sight again.
"Hand over the emerald, I don't care what's on it. Gems wash. Your reputations, however, won't be very clean if you don't do as I say."
Knuckles snarled at her, baring his teeth, but Sonic pushed him aside. "Just give it to her. I'd die if Tails.... if he knew... he's so young..."
"What about Julie? You think for one second she'd give a shit? Bitch hasn't called me in months. Sure, Rouge. You go ahead and send that. See if I care."
Sonic threw the emerald at her, catching her (and Knuckles) off-guard and hitting her in the chin. She snatched it with a look of utmost distaste, glad she was wearing gloves.
"Let her have it, Knux. It's for Tails. Fuck Sally, fuck everyone else. I just can't let him think his hero's some... some closet fag..." he clenched his fists and looked into a corner.
Rouge tucked the gem into a handy plastic bag and wiped at her chin. "Where's the other one?"
"It's not fucking here." the echidna growled. That was that.
The bat, knowing a cue to leave when she heard one, dropped to the floor, "Pleasure doing business with you, gentlemen." and curtsied.
"GET THE FUCK OUT!!" Knux roared at her. He swiped at her head as she fluttered out the door.
Tails jolted as she burst back into his room and swooped out the window like some Halloween party trick. He was glad to be rid of her. He figured with that kind of haste, she'd woke Knuckles. They'd be in to untie him shortly.
Sure enough, both Sonic and Knux burst in after her, both absurdly wearing shorts.
"Oh, for the love of Pete..." Sonic tried to pry the ziptie from his wrist. Knux stepped in and sliced it easily with an exposed knuckle barb.
"She tied my tails too... the succubus..."
Knuckles took care of that as well, wondering what the hell a succubus was.
Tails rubbed his wrist, sitting on his bed. Everyone was noiselessly glum. Nothing really needed to be said.
"The em-"
"Yes. Not much we could do." Sonic answered curtly.
A sigh was shared all round.
"Well, we can get her in the Tsunami if we go now. It's charg-"
"Better not. She has... backup." Knuckles mumbled. Tails thought better of asking him what he meant.
"I guess it's back to bed, then..." he surmised, climbing under his robin's-egg comforter.
The two nodded and stepped out, but Sonic paused before closing the door.
"Tails?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't be ashamed of me. Whatever happens. K? I'm still the same Sonic you looked up to when you were little."
"Why would I be-"
"Just... promise me. Promise me you won't disown me."
"Ok... I promise."
He sighed, wanting to be relieved. "Thanks, buddy. See you in the AM. I'll make waffles."
"'Night, Sonic."
((( end long and long-awaited chapter. I'll go ahead and start forming the plot from here. This was unexpected... oh well. I guess this just means it'll be longer than I would have wanted. Whatever. Toodles.)))
S: WHAT?? LONGER?? I HAVE TO ENDURE MORE OF THIS???
Sh: -downloading image Rouge sent him- oh, dude, no way!! I can't wait to send this to everyone Sonic knows... -starts hacking Sonic's email-
K: wonderful. Caught with my hand... well... something in the cookie jar. ;;