Morning Serenade The early morning sun spilled through the kitchen window, painting everything in a soft, golden haze. Amy stood at the sink, washing the dishes they had just had breakfast with. Her red nightgown clinging gently to her curves as she hummed along to Sabrina Carpenter’s melodic voice drifting from the CD player. The song was light, airy—perfect for a lazy morning like this. Last night was unforgettable, she felt like running outside and screaming at the top of her lungs that she finally did it, or like turning around and kissing the blue hedgehog she had just had breakfast with not to long ago but she chose to control herself–for now. Sonic meanwhile sat at the kitchen table, a half-empty mug of coffee in front of him, watching her. He wasn’t just looking he was…..‘absorbing' her. The way the sunlight caught the pink of her fur, making it glow like rose quartz. The way her hips swayed ever so slightly with the music, unconsciously seductive. The way her lips curled into a contented smile as she scrubbed a plate, lost in her own little world. “She’s beautiful.” The thought struck him with startling clarity. Not just in the way he always knew she was pretty or cute, but in a deeper, more overwhelming sense. Last night had been… incredible. More than he ever imagined. And now, seeing her like this—domestic, relaxed, his—something primal stirred inside him. His fingers twitched around his mug. Eyes traced her body with a barely restrained hunger for her. And then– “I want her again,” He thought. “I want to take her and make her mine again.” The realization hit him like a lightning bolt. Not just a passing thought, but a need. The way she moved, the way she sounded, the way she had melted against him in the dark—it all played in his mind like a loop, stoking the fire in his chest. He set his coffee down, his pulse quickening. Amy, oblivious to his internal struggle, continued humming, rinsing a plate under the warm water. The fabric of her nightgown shifted with her movements, teasing glimpses of smooth fur beneath. Sonic’s breath hitched. He couldn’t hold it any longer. Slowly, he stood. The chair barely made a sound as he pushed it back, his eyes never leaving her. The music swelled, filling the kitchen with a sweet, rhythmic pulse that matched the pounding in his chest. He crossed the room in silence, stopping just behind her. Close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her body, to catch the faint scent of her shampoo—something floral, intoxicating. For a moment, he just watched. Then, unable to resist any longer, he reached out, hands settling on her hips, fingers pressing into the soft fabric of her nightgown. Amy gasped, nearly dropping the plate. “S-Sonic?!” she squeaked, twisting slightly to look at him over her shoulder. He didn’t answer—not with words, anyway. Instead, he leaned in, nuzzling the space between her shoulder blades, his breath warm against her fur. His hands slid upward, tracing the dip of her waist, the curve of her sides, memorizing her all over again. “What are you–“ “I want you again.” He said it clear desire that she couldn’t mistake. “WHAT?!” She wasn’t particularly shocked at what he said or even at him saying it. She was more shocked he wanted it right there and then so early in the morning. “Mmmhm.” He hummed lightly and nuzzled further against her shoulder and began to trace circles on her waist with his thumbs. “W-wait,” she stammered, her voice shaky. “I’m—I’m doing the dishes—” “Mm. I noticed,” he murmured, lips brushing her spine. He kissed the back of her neck softly, his breath sending chills of pleasure down said spine. She shivered. “Sonic, we can’t just—not here.” “Why not?” His voice was low, teasing, but there was an undeniable hunger beneath it. One of his hands drifted lower, gripping her thigh, hiking up the hem of her nightgown. Amy’s breath hitched. “B-because it’s the kitchen.” “And?” He nipped lightly at her shoulder, grinning when she whimpered. “No one’s here but us.” She opened her mouth to protest again, but then his fingers skimmed higher, brushing against sensitive skin, and her words dissolved into a breathy moan. “See?” Sonic chuckled, pressing closer. “You don’t really want me to stop.” He kissed her shoulder again before trailing all the way to her left cheek. Soon she felt his member rub against her thigh causing her to let out a small moan. “Like I said—You don’t want me to stop.” He said as he started sucking on the side of her neck. Amy bit her lip, torn between embarrassment and desire. “You’re impossible,” she huffed, but there was no real anger in it. He kissed the side of her neck. “And you love it.” She didn’t deny it. How could she, he was everything she ever wanted and now she was something he wanted. Why would she ever deny that. With a soft sigh, she relaxed against him, her hands gripping the edge of the sink for support. That was all the permission he needed. The nightgown slid higher, his touch searing against her skin. Once his target of desire came into view he position himself and pulled back his hips to slowly penetrate her. She gasped when he entered her, her back arching as he filled her completely. “Sonic~” His name spilled from her lips like a prayer. He groaned, burying his face in her quills. “God, Amy… you feel perfect.” The music still played, Sabrina Carpenter’s voice weaving around them as they moved together—slow at first, then deeper, harder. Amy’s protests had long since faded into pleasured whimpers, her body yielding to his every touch. “Oh yes~.... Right there Sonic…. Ooooohhh~” She said as he pounded into her. His member reaching deep inside her, sending waves of pleasure through out this her body. “Please…. Go faster… ” He smirked at her request and increased his thrust, managing to reach further into her core and touched the entrance of her womb with his tip–drawing out a loud moan of pleasure from her. “OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH~” “Hehe… there’s more where that came from” He whispered in her ear, lust and love laced within his words. She turned her head to look into his eyes for a second before reaching behind his head with her left hand and pulling him into a heated kiss. He groaned into the kiss as he continued to thrust into her from behind. Her lips were as soft and sweet as last night and he loved how they felt against his. He broke the kiss to start nibbling on the crook of her neck where her shoulder is connected. “You taste just perfect too, I’m definitely gonna be addicted to you and your body~” He sensually whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her already trembling spine. He breathed against her shoulder as his thrust got more frantic. His hips meeting with her backside with equal want. Her whimpers became barely restrained moans as she gripped to sink tighter. “I love you Ames.” he murmured between ragged breaths, hands gripping her hips. She turned her head again, just enough to meet his gaze, her eyes hazy with desire. “I love you too, Sonic.” she whispered. The golden sunlight bathed them in warmth, casting a pure glow on their beings as they made love and lost themselves in each other all over again. Sonic thrusted into her with an unrestrained yet gentle hunger while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Amy grip began to whiten her knuckles as the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. She made no more attempts to stifle the moans that left her mouth as he filled her completely, stretching out her womanhood and making her legs tremble. They could feel their climax coming and knew that their sensual dance would be ending shortly. Sonic quickened his pace, gripping her hips tighter than before while Amy threw her head back, screaming loudly with reckless abandon. It didn’t take long for their ends to reach and their shared climax to wash over them. “OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH~SOOOONNNNIIIICCCC!” Amy bellowed as her orgasm ripped through her. Her juices coating Sonic’s shaft and legs. “NNNGGGHHH–” Sonic grunted as he shot several ropes of Cum directly into Amy’s waiting womb. Their combined essence mixed together and dripped out of Amy’s entrance and onto the floor. The kitchen was filled with the smell of their passion and their bodies were soaked in sweat. Sonic pressed Amy against the sink, their bodies still humming from their passionate union. Amy’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her cheeks flushed, her fingers still gripping the counter’s edge as she caught her breath. Sonic wasn’t done just yet, he still has more than enough strength to keep this ‘early morning love making' going. The moment she turned her head to look at him—her lips slightly parted, her eyes half-lidded with lingering pleasure—he moved. In one swift motion, he spun her around, lifting her effortlessly onto the edge of the sink. Amy let out a surprised squeak, her hands flying to his shoulders for balance. “S-Sonic?!” she gasped, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He didn’t answer—not with words, anyway. Instead, he crashed his lips against hers in a searing kiss, swallowing her startled protest. His hands gripped her thighs, his thumbs brushing the soft flesh of her legs as he deepened the kiss, pouring every ounce of his affection into it. Amy melted almost instantly, her earlier resistance was long gone. Her fingers tangled in his quills, pulling him closer as she kissed him back with equal fervor. He licked her lips, asking for entrance and was granted it. They moaned deeply in unison as their tongues battled for dominance–no true winner could be decided but the still reveled in the act. When they finally broke apart for air, she was breathless. “Y-you’re insatiable.” she panted, though there was no real annoyance in her voice—just amusement and something far more heated. Sonic smirked, his hands sliding down to her hips. “Can you blame me?” He nipped at her bottom lip playfully. “Look at you.” She was about to retort until she felt the tip of his member kiss her entrance. She let out a sudden gasp at the sensation as her body was still sensitive from their last session not a minute ago. When she looked up into his eyes, she could see the lust and hunger for her still present and strong in his emerald crystals and immediately blushed at the realization of his intentions. “AGAIN?!” She asked, surprised by his persistence but also excited as well. “Yes again,” He answered simply, it didn’t seem like that much of an ask to him. “What, Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied with just one round of pounding your sweet ass?” He was smiling up at her with a flirtatious grin and teased her entrance with his tip. She moaned as his member threatened to penetrate her again, her body trembled in both uncertainty and anticipation. She wanted to continue, to have him inside of her, fill her with his seed, bring her to the edge of ecstasy once again. She needed to finish washing the dishes but she also needed him. “B-But… we just—” “And now we’re gonna ‘JUST’ again,” he interrupted, pressing his forehead to hers. His voice dropped to a murmur. “Unless you really want me to stop.” Amy hesitated, biting her lip. She should protest. They had things to do. The dishes were still half-washed, the morning was slipping away—Then his fingers traced slow circles on her thighs, and all coherent thought fled her mind. She let out an exasperated sigh with a smile on her face and half lidded bemused eyes. “...You’re impossible you know that,” she groaned, but her legs tightened around him, pulling him closer. Sonic chuckled, low and warm. “And yet, here you are.” She rolled her eyes, but her breath hitched when his lips found her neck, trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses along her pulse point. “S-Sonic… ” “Mm?... ” “I… ah… ” Her words dissolved into a moan as he rocked his hips against her, the touch of his tip against her clit igniting sparks beneath her skin all over again. He grinned against her fur. “That’s what I thought.” Amy swatted his shoulder half-heartedly, but her protests were weak at best. “Oh shut up you!” she breathed, though the way her hands clung to him betrayed her true feelings. “Hey, you love it.” he teased, capturing her lips once more before separating to A-line himself with her. She didn’t argue. Instead, she closed her eyes and shuddered when she felt him enter her again. He wasted no time in picking up with the pace he left off at. She wrapped her arms and legs tighter around him and moaned into his ear as he filled her again. Begging him to not stop which he was more than happy to oblige to. “Ooh yes… right there… right there….. Aah… Sonic~ don’t stop, don’t stop~ ” “Wasn’t planning to beautiful.” He thrusted even deeper into her and could already feel her climax approaching. “Ya know, you’re real-Mmmph!” whatever teasing remark he had was silenced by her lips colliding with his. It was a hungry kiss. One fueled by her lust for the blue hedgehog who’s thrusting deep into her core. Her lips molded into his perfectly, keeping any words he had locked away. She didn’t want to hear him speak—not right now at least. She just wanted to hear him moan her name; to make his affection for her clear, to make her body tremble against his, to Make. Her. His again. He deepened the kiss and went even faster. Her moans and screams where muffled by his mouth and then his tongue began to wrap around hers. Soon enough her body tightened around his as her climax tore through her. He broke the kiss and grinned. “You look cute when you’re like this.” He whispered to her as he held her close. She was breathing heavily as her last climax left her spent for the moment. “Don’t stop.” She breathed out. “Keep going… ….Until you fill me.” He smiled. “Sure thing Ames.” He started again without hesitation, holding her close and tight to give her all he could. “Ooohh~ Sonic~ uuuhhhhh…” Her sounds only encouraged him to continue and soon enough, His climax came and he held her hips tightly against his as he released into her. Groaning against her shoulder as more of his seed shot into her and dripped out on to the sink, all the while he had to bear the pain of her claws digging into his shoulders as she held him tight and screamed out her lungs. As they regained their breaths he raised his head to look into her eyes. “So…” He started. “Still think… …We should have stopped?” He asked with an exhausted smirk. She let out a tired laugh. “Oh shut up.” Although she was glad she gave-in in actuality. And if the dishes had to wait a little longer? Well, so be it. Some things were just FAR more important. The air was still thick with warmth and the lingering scent of their passion. Amy’s chest rose and fell rapidly as she pressed her forehead against Sonic’s, their breaths mingling in the quiet space between them. His hands rested on her hips, fingers tracing idle circles against her fur as they both came down from their shared high. Then Sonic noticed– A slow, mischievous smile curled up Amy’s lips as she pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. Sonic raised a brow at her expression—that look always meant trouble. Before he could ask, she pushed him off her. With a surprised grunt, Sonic found himself stumbling backward, landing in the very chair he’d been sitting in earlier. He barely had time to process what was happening before Amy climbed into his lap, her hands braced against his chest, her eyes burning with the same hungry desire that was in his. “My turn,” she murmured, her voice low and sweet. Sonic’s breath hitched. Then her lips were on his, kissing him fiercely and stealing any protest he might’ve had. Her fingers tangled in his quills, holding him in place as she kissed him with everything she had—every ounce of love, every spark of desire, every unspoken promise between them. Sonic groaned into the kiss, his hands instinctively gripping her waist. He’d always known Amy was passionate when it came to loving someone, so he already knew that once she took control he would be completely at her mercy and he was all for it. The idea of being drowned by her boundless love had once terrified him, but now he found it intoxicating. When she finally pulled away, both of them were breathless. “Someone’s eager,” Sonic teased, though his voice was rougher than usual. Amy smirked, shifting slightly in his lap. “You started this,” she reminded him, her fingers tracing the curve of his jaw. “I’m just finishing it.” Sonic chuckled, but the sound dissolved into a gasp as she rolled her hips against him. She then lifted them up above his member before descending down and taking him inside her again. His grip on her tightened. “Ames… ” “Shh… ” she whispered, pressing another kiss to his lips, softer this time. “Just let me love you.” And how could he refuse? The way Amy bounced on his shaft and moved against him, slow and deliberate, as if memorizing every second. Sonic’s hands roamed her back, pulling her closer, worshipping her with every touch. Their lips met again and again, whispering sweet nothings between kisses. “You’re feel amazing.” Sonic breathed out as he held her close to him as she moved against his body. Hands placed delicately on his chest, lips trailing loving pecks across his face and neck, their hips smacking against each other at a steady pace. “I love you.” Was all she could say back. “Don’t stop.” The music still played in the background, wrapping around them like a serenade to their love. Amy sped up her movements, moving even faster on his shaft. His groans became louder as a result, his grip tightening around her. “Uugghh…. Amy, this is-Mmph” She captured his lips in another hot kiss before he could finish. Her tongue invaded his mouth and wrapped around his, he moaned into the kiss as she continued to bounce on him. Amy broke the kiss and moved to his neck, sucking on the right side of it while her hands squeezed his shoulders. He released another moan, much louder this time and he moved his hands down to hold her soft, round rear and squeezed her ass–drawing out a gasp from his pink girlfriend. She side-eyed him with a seductive smirk. “Naughty hedgehog~” She raised herself much higher–almost completely coming off him, before slamming back down on his member so hard he almost jumped out of his chair. “Are you trying to make me cum sooner than you?” She teased him while rolling her hips making him shudder in delight. “Again,” He started breathless and Shakely. “Can you blame me?” He asked, returning het smirk. A chuckle escaped from her throat as she restarted her attack on his member. “of course I can, you asked for this.” She whispered into his ear as she began to move faster. Sonic’s breathe hitched as her lips found his again and her arms wrapped around his neck and tangled themselves into his quills. They kissed long and hard as she bounced on his shaft, Sonic started thrusting upwards to meet her half way sending more sparks of pleasure through out their bodies. Amy began leaking onto him, her orgasm getting closer with each thrust–his member throbbing hard signaling his end was close as well. She broke the kiss and pressed her forehead against his as she breathed heavily. “I’m close…. ” She took a deep breath before continuing. “Cum inside me… ” He weakly smirked at her. “Where else?” He teased. His hands gripped tightly as they moved together in as fast as they could until they finally reached their peaks. Sonic shot massive loads of Cum into Amy’s womb while her juices covered his member one more time. Their shared orgasm ripping through them as they held each other tightly and screamed out in pleasure. As their final climax washed over them, they sat tangled together in the chair completely exhausted. Amy clung to him, her face buried in the crook of his neck as she gathered her breath. Sonic held her just as tightly, pressing kisses to her quills, her forehead, anywhere he could reach. For a long moment, neither of them moved. They simply existed, wrapped in each other’s arms, their hearts beating in sync. Eventually, Amy lifted her head, her smile soft and sated. “...Okay. Now we’re done.” Sonic laughed, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. “You sure about that?” She swatted his chest, but there was no real force behind it. “Yes, you hedgehog.” He grinned, pulling her into one last, lingering kiss. “Mm. Worth a shot.” Amy giggled into the kiss before leaning into it for a while before breaking it. She nestled against him, her ear pressed to his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. The song on the CD player faded into silence. The sunlight grew warmer and the two hedgehog lovers got ready for the rest of the day–together.