Blinded by darkness: Chapter.3
By HeroKichona

In his deep sleep, Silver rested on the white sheets of his bed. He gently stroked his own mane, almost craving that soothing touch from last night.

“Nnhh…” His fingers curled deeper into his fur as his stroking continued. His spine tingled at the memory of the whisper in his ear.

“Nnh….Haa…” He could almost feel those same cold hands run their fingers through his fur, relaxing every muscle in his body. Rolling over onto the other side of the bed, he suddenly bumped into a warm body beside him. Opening his golden eyes, he saw Blaze sleeping soundly beside him. He looked towards the open window and couldn’t believe how long he had slept; with the moon shining brightly in the night, lighting up the small bedroom.

“I can’t believe I slept so long.” Silver rubbed his eyes and headed outside to feel the crisp night air chill his face. It was time for his shift to patrol the city, lighting up his body before he flew through the sky.

"Silver…" Silver's ears twitched to the familiar voice.

"Mephiles!" In a hurry, Silver dashed towards the sound of the voice, coming to an old decrepit factory. Judging by the looks of it, it used to manufacture car parts.
Setting food on the ground, Silver began to hastily search for Mephiles, using his powers to move any obstacle out of his way.

“Mephiles, where are you!? I won’t let you get away!”

“I was just thinking the same thing” Mephiles responded, oozing out of the shadows.

“Mephiles! I won’t let you toy with us! I won’t ever let you mess with our world!” Silver’s entire body lit up as he tore apart the metal structures around and hurled them at Mephiles with relentless force.

“That hurt Silver...but not as much as what I want to do to you…” Sounding more ominous than usual, he melted into a black puddle, escaping the metal death trap.
Raising his arms, Mephiles summoned shadow beasts as well as clones of himself.

Silver wasn’t afraid of the numbers, and he wasn’t afraid of Mephiles either, so he charged in, levitating anything around him to serve him as weapons while firing his own psychokinetic blades.

Mephiles watched as Silver fought against his army single handed, intrigued by the hedgehog’s powers, wishing he had played with him sooner.

The battle lasted for three hours, pushing Silver to his limits. He breathed heavily, covered in dirt, blood, and various cuts and scratches. Standing up was becoming almost impossible but not as much as it was to keep up his psychokinesis. Mephiles was impressed that his “Toy” lasted as long as he did on his own,but it was finally time for him to get what he wanted before waiting too long.

“Huff...have to...huff….keep fighting…” Silver attempted another attack but he quickly found himself struck from behind as Mephiles whipped his spine with a black tentacle.

“Aagh!" Falling to his knees, Silver trembled with pain and exhaustion. He knew he had to get up before Mephiles could attack again,but he was too weak to focus any of his powers.

“Such a foolish boy, but I suppose your boundless desire to protect such a trivial world always did amuse me," Mephiles said, looking down at the weakened hero. He knelt down in front of Silver and lifted his tired head by the chin with a light and gentle touch of his fingers. Silver glared and moved his head away, but Mephiles quickly caught his face, squeezing his cheeks as he forced golden eyes to look into his soulless emerald ones.

“W-What do you want!?” Silver growled.

“What do I want? I thought I’d told you already.”

“How can I trust your word for anything!? You lied to me the first time we met! You tried to make me kill Sonic!”

“Yes, I quite enjoyed myself at that time...but now I seek new entertainment.” Something about the way his eyes looked at him, Silver almost began to sweat, as his heart raced with panic, fearing that death was near.

“Now be a good boy.” With his left hand, Mephiles took two of his fingers and shoved them into Silver’s mouth. Silver gagged, nearly choking on the sharp fingers. 
Mephiles’s fingers moved around in Silver’s wet mouth, surprised by its warmth and just how tender his soft pink tongue was. Mephiles didn’t exactly have this, so he was quite intrigued.

“M-Mmh…” Silver couldn’t understand what Mephiles was doing or what he was hoping to gain from it. Mephiles’s fingers were cold and almost felt like tender crystals; the tips being the sharpest and firmest.

“Open.” Confused, Silver reluctantly opened his mouth, allowing Mephiles to see inside as drool began to spill down the sides of his mouth. Silver’s cheek’s blushed a soft pink as soulless emerald eyes watched him more intensely, feeling almost shameful for exposing his mouth.

“Such pink and tender tongue. Your mouth is quite wet and your breath warm.”
Mephiles played with Silver’s tongue, squishing it, pinching it, rubbing his hard fingers against it before giving it a shallow cut. Silver winced at the pain, tasting the iron of his own blood. Mephiles loved feeling how much saliva Silver’s mouth had coated his fingers in, how much Silver drooled with his mouth open.

“Your mouth is almost arousing, Silver.” 

“A-aah” Silver blushed at his words, feeling his body heat up, feeling so flushed and nervous under Mephiles’s gaze. He wanted to pull away. He had to get away but just didn’t have enough strength to escape.

“You’ve been such a good boy, I’ll have to reward you.” Mephiles pulled his fingers out of Silver’s mouth as a thread of saliva kept them connected. Using the same wet fingers, Mephiles reached down towards Silver’s crotch, pressing his fingers down hard enough to hear a gasp escape Silver’s lips. He rubbed the hot spot tenderly, dampening the fur with the saliva that coated his fingers.
Silver trembled at Mephiles’s touch, resisting the soft moans that were begging to escape, almost swelling his lungs as he did so.

“M-Mephilesss-Nnnhh….Sth...staahhp” Silver’s cheeks burned red as Mephiles’s fingers continued to rub his crotch, slowly putting more and more pressure, threatening, hoping to finally reveal Silver’s cock. Mephiles could only imagine just how sensitive it would be--how easily he could make Silver sing just by touching it…but just before he could see the tip emerge, small glimmers of sunlight began to hit the two of them with a distant voice calling out to Silver.

“This will have to wait for another time, Silver” Mephiles quickly melted into the shadows, leaving Silver trembling, collapsing as soon as Mephiles was gone, panting heavily as his cock was so close to getting hard, almost dissatisfyingly so, but Silver refused to believe Mephiles could make his body feel good...or so he told himself because of the shame he felt at his own behavior.

“Silver!” His ears twitched at the sound of Blaze’s voice. He tried to calm himself and just barely managed to stand up before Blaze had found him.

“There you are.” Blaze said as she jumped down from the rooftops, but her face was soon dimmed with worry as she saw all the dirt and scratches on her friend.

“S-Sorry to worry you, Blaze. I ended up finding some of Mephiles’s monsters and...well, I-I won the fight at least.” Silver smiled, hoping to relieve his friend.

“I see, well….I’m glad you're okay.” She smiled.

“Yeah, um...I’m pretty worn out, so-” Silver collapsed on his knees, underestimating just how worn out his body was.

“Silver, I’ll help you back home” Blaze pulled Silver’s arm over her shoulder and helped him back to their house. It was a small and simple place they lived in together. Small kitchen, small living space with a single bed and bathroom. The two of them shared the bedroom with a larger bed. They didn’t exactly have the luxury for a bigger place but they didn’t mind it.

“Why don’t you take a shower, get cleaned up while I cook us something” Blaze suggested, walking towards the small kitchen.

“B-Blaze, it’s okay. I can cook for us when I finish” Silver countered, sweating a bit.

“It’s fine, I won’t set the place on fire again, now go shower” Silver sighed, unable to win against the cat, so he did as he was told and headed off into the shower.

“Now then, what would be good?” Turning on a small radio that Cream had given her, Blaze turned up some classical music and almost began to dance in the kitchen as she cooked whatever she believed to be tasty and healthy, hoping to help Silver recover.

In the shower, Silver heard Blaze’s music. He had only been in the shower for a minute and had hardly been able to clean himself because he couldn’t stop his hand from rubbing his crotch, disgusted by his own thoughts of Mephiles’s hand...but he couldn’t help wanting more. He wanted to moan, he wanted to release. He needed to release or he would go crazy, so he let his cock come out of hiding as he curled his back against the tub he sat in, lifting his feet into the air as he stroked his own cock, letting his muffled moans escape into his hand, feeling the water come down and hit him, soaking his fur, wetting his hard arousal. His hand moved faster as Mephiles never left his thoughts, curling his toes as he jerked his dick when he imagined Mephiles’s voice. It was shameful, sinful even, but his body couldn’t deny how Mephiles had made him feel earlier. The way he played with his mouth, the way he rubbed his crotch; daring his dick to get aroused just before Blaze had shown up with the rising sun.

“M-Mephiles!~” His eyes shut tight before cumming into his own hand. He panted heavily, embarrassed by his actions, but couldn’t help it… He cleaned himself up before finally getting out of the shower and meeting up with Blaze in the kitchen. Thankfully she hadn’t started a fire, but the food was mostly black. Silver smiled at Blaze’s attempt at cooking, but the two of them agreed that going out might be better.