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He didn’t think he was that close or that Zonic would even turn his way. He didn’t wanna act surprised or seen affected by the closeness. He merely gulped down his surprise and then stepped back for a moment and turned away with a growl. \n\n“Shut up. It’s annoying that you’re acting so distant suddenly. Can’t get any free passes to touch me so you’re all done.” He huffed. This wasn’t about that, why’d he bring that up?? He was starting to blush, this wasn’t the time to think about such things. It didn’t matter anymore and it wasn’t like they’d do it again. Zonic being here cut into Scourges ‘me time’ and it pissed him off so much. “Don’t you have somewhere to be? Shouldn’t you go save a child from a well or something? I miss having this place to me myself and i” he frowned but then sniffed the air. “Oi… what are you makin anyways? Some kind of soup?” He scooted kver to the pot and sniffed again. It smelled so much better than TV dinners. “That’s for us both right..?” He frowned, Zonic wasn’t that cruel… he wouldn’t just keep this to himself…![/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Part of Zonic was relieved when Scourge stepped back and turned his face away, another part of him was mildly disappointed. He'd, once again, let his imagination run away with his common sense and logic. Thankfully Scourge was better at running away so he didn't do anything stupid... yet.\n\nThe criminal's complaints meant nothing to him, so he ignored them. This was his house and he could do whatever he wanted. Scourge was just being whiny. The question about his stew, however, almost made him grin.\n\n\"A week and a half off of prison food and suddenly tv dinners aren't good enough anymore. Scoot, Mr.Gourmet, this is my lunch for the next few days.\" He replied calmly, this was more of a talk than he'd had with scourge in a while, but it didn't matter as long as he didn't let the green hog provoke him. What occupied him more at this moment was the fact that he thought he saw Scourge's muzzle blushing before he turned and walked to the pot.\n\nHe'd promised not to touch Scourge unnecessarily. And he didn't want to fight. But nobody said anything about teasing, right? After all the hedgehog had been teasing him mercilessly for every little thing. And since he didn't move away from the pot it was a nearly perfect opportunity.\n\nZonic stepped behind scourge. He was close but not touching him anywhere. His hands were resting against the counter next to Scourge on both sides. The other was effectively pinned to the stove like this without being touched.\n\n\"You're -really- in the way. Get lost.\" His voice was a lot quieter now that he was so close to his prisoner. There was just no need to speak up. It was just innocent teasing. He didn't actually plan to -do- anything. Even if his brain kept drifting into that direction. He wouldn't touch the other. Zonic had learnt his lesson.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]“Your lunch?? What about my breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Just gonna make yourself all this good shit and not even share? Damn I must’ve really pissed you…” he noticed Zonic’s hands gently sit on either side of him, he stiffened up. It was more than likely obvious from the way his quicks looked jagged from the prickly spines standing up. \n\nUncomfortable. It was just horribly uncomfortable. He frowned, baring his teeth at nothing but the pot of soup in front of him. Was he really so damn useless that he couldn’t speak up now? The guy wasn’t gonna do anything, right?? There was nothing to indicate it, unless being in between Zonic’s arms and smack dab in front of him wassomething to go by. He felt a bit panicked. It wasn’t like he couldn’t just push him up against the stove and force himself on Scourge like other times from other inmates. Not that it happened or anything…\n\nHe gulped, not allowing his voice to come off as wavering as it was… he tried at least. \n\n“I can’t move if you’re cornering me, you fuckin perv.” That’s what Zonic was, a pervert. And the more he acted like this, that’s all he’d ever be. Scourge had all kinds of insults always bubbling around in his head, but nothing really came out. He wasn’t thrilled by this, just.. paranoid. That was normal right? To be worried that this cop would do something to him since the whole blowjob thing? Yeah… very valid reason to be a little worried. He wanted to bitch more but he struggled to find words. Pathetic, the best word to really describe himself lately. \n\nScourge wanted to turn around, but he knew he’d have to face those eyes. The same green eyes that mirrored his own fur color… emerald green eyes that probably stared at him the whole time that mouth was wrapped around Scourge’s dick… he wanted to look at them… no. No he didn’t. He wanted to watch that porno he found! He needed THAT in his system. That’s why his mind was all funky!! Yeah! \n\nWith that clear in his mind, he gathered the courage to turn to the other, turning his whole body around rather slowly thanks to his limp. He didn’t expect his body to freeze up. They were… way too close… way way too close. He wanted to bite his lip but that’s just show he was affected by this. His muzzle was growing redder by the minute. \n\n“How about you move then?? I can’t if you’re looking over me like the gross pervert you are!”[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic noticed how Scourge's spines activated after he was cornered, but he knew he wasn't going to do anything so there was nothing to feel bad about. Honestly he'd expected his arm to be shoved aside and some more insults. What he got was absolutely not what he'd bargained for.\n\nScourge turned around in his arms.\n\nAnd he was close. Too close. It didn't help at all that he was being called a pervert. But the worst thing about this was the fact that Scourge's muzzle was bright red by now. The bashful behaviour was almost... endearing... in a way. And it brought his intrusive thoughts, about kissing, back full force. This was enough interaction for one day he had to stop. Before he did stupid things again.\n\nNot that he was very good at keeping himself under control. Not at all. Not when Scourge was this close, and all he could think about were things that were inherently wrong.\n\n\"Just get out of my kitchen.\" He said quietly, before he did what he promised himself never to do. He leaned forwards and pressed an innocent and brief kiss to Scourge's cheek. \"This pervert wants to cook in peace. So get out of my way.\" And with that he raised his hands and took a step back. Looking at scourge without blushing was incredibly hard right now. So he didn't. He couldn't. He turned his back to the prisoner to crouch down in front of a cupboard. He had to find boxes that he could store the stew in. Not that he needed them right now. Not at all. He just couldn't look at his roommate any longer.\n\nBeing closer to the ground felt like a great idea right now. Safer. Well safer for him and his wobbly legs. He wanted to touch...someone. Not Scourge specifically, no. Just... well... okay. If he was perfectly honest with himself, there was nobody else. Well there was Zamy but if he gave her even a little more attention she'd devour him whole and... that was much scarier than being punched by Scourge.\n\nDid a peck on the cheek count as a first kiss?\nHe sure hoped not.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Something about this didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would. Freezing up and a potential danger standing not even an inch away from his face. He could’ve easily moved himself from all of this, it wasn’t like he was powerless. Part of the stiffness definitely stemmed from past trauma, something that was uncontrollable and happened at random. The other part… well shit, he wasn’t sure and that made him angry. He could logically make his way past the cop, easily move so that they weren’t nearly kissing. It wasn’t like he wanted to be touched, he didn’t want Zonic anywhere near him. The whole point was to get the guy out so he was alone with his new found porn. That’s all he needed, to relieve his stress of being in a shitty situation but damn it had been a while since he was this close to someone without being as afraid as he was in prison. \n\nZonic wasn’t a huge threat, sure for now he could definitely be, but the guy had his own moral high ground that he stood from so he wouldn’t act on any impulses like… some people. Wrong yet again. It was as unexpected as the blowjob but not enough to cause him to quickly move to avoid any contact. Scourge’s eyes widened, feeling lips lightly tap against his cheek. He twitched, his arm raised but Zonic left. This… fucker!!\n\nHe couldn’t stand on his legs anymore, they were weak and wobbly as well, too much standing caused them to hurt and such a gentle action really didn’t help. He hadn’t felt a gentle touch like that before. Even Fiona wouldn’t compare, that girl was always rough around the edges. Rough and demanding, the perfect balance of subservient and domineering… he hated that Zonic was so gentle and soft with his approach but why did this happen at all??\n\nScourge didn’t want to talk about it, he was pissed that he just allowed it in the first place, that he didn’t just punch the guy… he limped back to the couch, sitting down and rubbed his cheek as hard as he could to get any trace of Zonic off of him. \n\n“Fucking gross…!!” He muttered to himself, huffing in between heavy breaths hoping that it was loud and clear that he disliked this new form of attention he was getting. Ever since that blowin', now suddenly Zonic was okay with being called a perv, okay with advancing on scourge even in a… well nice?? Way?? He didn’t know what this was, it was fucking gay that’s what it was, and such things sickened him. \n\nHe noticed his lower region had reacted, not yet obvious to anyone else but the feeling was there, he pulled a blanket over himself, he hated that he was so… horny lately. He knew it was from all the trauma, that his body just reacted and the feeling remained burned into him. He craved it even though he hated it. He wanted to be roughed up and bound, but not by the ones in prison no.. ugh. \n\nHe didn’t want this. He wanted to leave, find a girl and fuck her senseless. He was getting too used to being around guys all the time it was destroying him. He was changing and he didn’t know how to deal with it now. He will keep refusing it though, he had to. He wasn’t gay, he didn’t like Zonic and he wasn’t craving sex from one of his alternate selves. It was just… left over trauma… that’s all. [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Unexpectedly hearing Scourge say 'Fucking gross' stung quite a bit. Not that he didn't deserve it, or that he thought that he'd done any harm. But being inexperienced came with a portion of self doubt. So it didn't feel great. Then again what support did he expect of scum like Scourge. It wasn't like they were dating or anything even close. So of course it would be gross. Still. Zonic worried because -he- didn't think it was gross. Maybe Scourge was right and -he- was the weird one.\n\nInstead of 'gross' Scourge's cheek was soft and warm and there was nothing gross about it. He shook his head. No need to dwell on it. For all he knew the green hog was just being grumpy. He was grumpy a lot.\n\nZonic grabbed the boxes he'd been searching for before he looked back at his pot. Cooking this would take a while. And he should be right about that. It took the food about an hour until it was fully done. He filled a bowl with soft rice and his stew. By now he was so hungry his stomach was complaining. And after brief consideration he filled a second bowl, too. Internally scolding himself for being soft, but then he'd be storing the food in his fridge anyway and Scourge had free access to that. There wasn't really a way to keep him from eating it.\n\nHe took the bowls and spoons and walked back over to the couch, placed the bowls on the coffee table and let himself flop down next to his prisoner. Not too close. But in an arms reach. Except he instantly got up again because a rather loud cracking noise startled him. He'd sat on something but he couldn't remember putting anything under his pillows.\n\nAfter lifting the pillow he found a movie he'd forgotten about.\n\n\"What's that doing here?\" He asked, sincerely perplexed. \"I didn't even know I still had it.\" Obviously his first and only suspect for placing this awful piece of film under his pillow was Scourge so he looked at him. The question marks nearly visibly floating around his head.\n\n\"I suppose you've been watching that?\"\nFor the moment his 'ignoring scourge at all costs'-policy was forgotten.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Chaos, Scourge was so confused. He had been stuck in his head for the full hour, sitting in that same spot unsure what to do. He shuffled around hoping the sudden urge to pleasure himself would go away. With time and some really unappealing thoughts, the budding sensation disappeared, and he felt a lil less disgusting. It was a sad sad thing that he even had to push himself out of the mindset at all. But the catalyst for wanting it was just not right. He wouldn’t entertain the idea that a tiny peck on the cheek was enough to get him hard. \n\nHe didn’t notice the time till Zonic sat down and the smell of soup entered his nose. He blinked back to reality, looking down at the bowl in front of him. This cop had no back bone did he.. none of his alternate selves did. They were stubborn, sure but they were too soft and quick to forgive. Not himself tho, never. He frowned, the cop sat too close only to hop right back up? \n\nThat sound of the dvd case cracking under the pressure, Scourge’s ears lowered, face a lil red now. He frowned and looked away… \n\n“Of course! There’s nothing else to do around here! I’ve been cooped up with gross guys for months and that porn’s the only thing keeping me sane! The hell are YOU doing with it? Obviously you’re not into women since you’re coming into me so suddenly.” He said the last part a lil lower, as if embarrassed about it but also still pretty angry about it overall. He shook his head. “I’m keeping it, not like you use it since you forgot it existed.. what of it??” He crossed his arms for a moment, then leaned forward, taking the spoon in his bowl and began to eat. Wow this… stew was heavenly. [/color]\n[color=#204a87]\nZonic looked from scourge to the movie and back. \"Yeah you can have it.\" He said shrugging his shoulders. The DVD was put down between them and he reached for his bowl as well. \"Zector gave it to me. I watched it once but I think it's boring and awfully low on niveau. The plot consists of one giant plot-hole and the actress and her co-actors are largely unprofessional.\" He complained, reliving his regrettable experience of -watching- the movie in question.\n\n\"I don't think I have to be gay to dislike something so poorly made. You can keep it alright. And I'm not coming onto you I chased you out of my kitchen with minimal effort.\" He grinned briefly before starting to eat his stew. Happily he noted that his cooking wasn't half bad when it came to more or less liquid food. Of course he'd stuck to the recipe and instructions, but it was still a success.\n\nStill his eyes wandered back to the movie. Somehow he couldn't let this go. Scourge was watching this while he was gone? Did it do something for him? Zector sure as hell had enjoyed watching it, considering he'd excused himself to the bathroom with a rather annoying laugh that probably served the purpose of covering up embarrassment.\n\nSo was Scourge the same? He remembered only getting angry at the movie and the whole idea of rewatching it irked him. The thought of Zector getting off on it was less than uninteresting to him, too. But somehow thinking off what scourge had been up to while watching it wasn't all that boring. He was instantly reminded of that one fateful morning. Of course he'd taken his limited knowledge from watching this blasted piece of film, and did something right. Or wrong. Or maybe both.\n\nSomehow the thought that... he'd let a porn actress's actions inspire him to do something like this to Scourge, and that Scourge was now enjoying to watch that same actress, made him feel incredibly dirty.\n\nZonic focussed on his food, his brain full of bad ideas. \"Do you... actually get off to this junk?\" He didn't actually want to know this. Why'd his mouth open and say these words anyway. What'd he do with the information if he got it? He should just go back to ignoring Scourge right now before he did even more things he regretted. One thing was for sure though, his imagination was -already- up and running. Something was definitely wrong with him. If thinking about Scourge was more interesting than a film like that maybe he -was- gay. And maybe on top of being gay he also had the worst possible taste and should probably forget about the very idea of experiencing any kind of sexual relationship for the rest of his life. Now that sounded like a reasonable plan. Much more reasonable than repeating any of his advances to his involuntary roommate.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Well that was easy he didn’t have to beg or steal it. It was just [i]his[/i] now. What guy would give up his porn so easily?? Well, a virgin like this one for sure. \n\n“Dumbass, it’s not suppose to have a good plot. It’s to fuckin get you hard and horny, not thinkin about what life means or second guessing your morals… unless you watch some taboo shit like incest or… ugh, scat.” He shivered and shook his head. “This was vanilla as hell though… like jeez, your friend sure has some soft tastes. It’s barely up to par to the stuff I like but it’ll do.” He shrugged and kept eating. “Can’t believe you’re not even aware of a pornos purpose. You’re so stupid..” \n\nThe soup was so warm and gave him such a cozy feeling. His ears flicked a few times from the shivers thanks to how delicious it was. He was obviously really enjoying the food, closing his eyes as he savored the taste and relaxing once it was all swallowed. He finished it so fast, gulping down the broth and shoved it at Zonic. “More” He said plainly. \n\nThe dvd was still being brought up… why?? He frowned, cheeks never changing shade as his secret of getting off while Zonic was away was now out in the open. \n\n“Yeah so what?? I got needs, I’m a guy! Sometimes I wake up with morning wood, I’m sure you do too! Forgive me for wanting to feel good here and there, jeez! Just drop it, ya perv! If you wanna watch it again you can. But leave me out of it, having a guy jerk off next to me is weird… bad enough you already… ugh!” He turned away, standing up. “I’ll get my own bowl… this conversations getting weird.” He limped half way to the kitchen then stopped… “be honest… you still think about that morning, huh…? Not that I.. do just… shits been weird since then…”[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic found himself distracted from the movie topic by watching scourge eat. He made the food look like a five stars gourmet meal and the bowl was empty faster than Zonic had even thought was possible. Even more, he demanded seconds. Scourge's honesty on the topic of food was refreshing and flattering. It made the cop feel the same way he felt when he got promoted at work. Maybe cooking some more wouldn't be so bad, right?\n\nThe taunting about how porn movies should be watched and how he was doing it all wrong was nonchalantly ignored. What did it matter. He wasn't interested in this movie and didn't care about how to get more enjoyment out of it. He'd already decided that it wasn't for him.\n\nHe had to stop thinking about all this dirty stuff. He had to stop thinking about Scourge relieving himself on this very couch in his absence. He had to stop. But he couldn't. And his cheeks were heating up slowly. By now he felt like a pervert even without Scourge telling him. Was this really just curiosity because of his first experiences being with Scourge.\n\nWhat finally got his cheeks and ears to flare up bright red was the fact that Scourge remembered that blowjob incident and brought it up. Zonic pulled his legs closer to his chest, focusing on his food. His body felt unnaturally hot. This wasn't okay. Nothing about this was.\n\nWithout giving any replies he watched Scourge getting up and walking into the kitchen himself. Well, limping. But at least he could move freely now. It was a great relief.\n\nThe last question however couldn't go unanswered. Of course he still thought about it. He couldn't -stop- thinking about it. \"You brought it up... so doesn't that mean you're still thinking about it yourself.\" He said stirring his soup. \"Of course I still think about it. It was the first time I ever did something of the kind. I regret it.\" This was only half the truth of course. He regretted it. But he wanted to do it again. But of course Scourge couldn't hear about that.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]He frowned at the empty bowl in his hands. It wasn’t like he wanted to think about it, it popped up in his mind too often and it was aggravating. The thought wasn’t something he welcomed when it appeared… he would yell to drown the thought, chant about how nice girls were or turn up the porno hoping that’d help. He couldn’t get rid of it, or the chill that went up and down his spine whenever he remembered how it -felt-. It was unnecessarily good, too good… \n\n“It only pops up cause you did it without my consent…” he huffed, “ no better than the others. I think about that shit so much it unsettles me.” The only difference was he felt a lot less negative towards it. Sure he hated that Zonic did that, but he wasn’t bloodthirsty about it. He’d kill Smalls and those other bastards if given the chance. No second thoughts or anything like that. He’d do it and wouldn’t feel bad. Zonic though… he’d strangle the guy but damn it he didn’t think it was something he’d have no second guesses about. He was… kind of okay with it.. but he wasn’t gay, just the tongue work was… eh, it was alright. He frowned again, turning to Zonic. \n\n“I hate you for doing that to me. I didn’t need help… now I crave… no.” He stopped and went to the kitchen, getting more soup. He decided to stay in there, eat in there. He was so embarrassed now. He didn’t want any of it, ever! So what if he was constantly horny now, that was just cause he found a good porno to jerk it to andit was exciting. There was no need to confuse Zonic’s handiwork and something made for such purposes. The porno was suppose to make him extra horny and itbdid, Zonic just so happened to have a tiny impact… just a little… nothing too well, large. How big was Zonic anyways..? Maybe the same size as himself considering they were— no! Scourge shoved the hot soup into his mouth only to yell from how hot it was. Big mistake…![/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic almost choked on his spoonful of soup at Scourge admitting that he 'craved' it. He hadn't misheard this, right? No he was sure he could trust his ears at least. What he definitely couldn't trust was his body. He felt his spines bristle. \"Then let...\" He swallowed, his ears flicking nervously. Could he -really- say what he wanted to say?\n\n\"Then let me do it again. With... your consent this time.\" Zonic felt like dying. This was not okay. Nothing about this was. But what was the worst that could happen. Scourge could say 'no' and that would be the end of that.\n\nScourge's yelling made him flinch and he turned his head. The green hog seemed fine but annoyed and about as flustered as he was, too. Zonic placed his soup on the table and got up, walking over to the criminal. He kept a safe distance between them and he wouldn't move if the green hog said no. He'd just have to... do something about what he was feeling right now. Everything was unnaturally hot. He wasn't visibly aroused but at least he was visibly flustered. Very much so.\n\n\"If you say no I won't ask again. I'll just go back to ignoring you. You're strong enough to walk and do things by yourself so I don't have to touch you. There won't be any consequences. I don't want to force this. I didn't want to force you in the first place.\"\n\nZonic was sure his heartbeat was loud enough to be heard thoughout the entire house. He was 99% sure that Scourge would say no. Even if just for the reason that he didn't want to admit to anyone that he'd actually enjoyed that incident. But the 1% chance that Scourge allowed him almost killed him. He felt like a dog chasing a car. What was he gonna -do- if he got what he asked for? He hadn't been that nervous the first time. It'd been impulsive and fast. But now... now he'd been thinking about just this for a long while. And he was very aware of how very wrong all of this was.\n\nBut then he didn't really have much to lose.[/color]\n[color=#4e9a06]\nThe first time Zonic said anything, Scourge didn’t hear him too well, too upset with himself for saying what he said but now it was right next to him, the invitation. With his tongue still burning, tears in his eyes and the bowl now set on the counter, scourge looked over at Zonic with a very pathetic expression, tongue hanging from his mouth in hopes it’d cool down. He gulped and pulled his tongue back in… no.\n\n“This isn’t right and you know it!” He yelled, first thing he felt was anger. “You shouldn’t want this and neither should I! We're enemies! We hate each other!!” \n\nBut sex changed the game a helluva a lot more than he thought. He blushed, couldn’t help but think back to how good that mouth felt around him, and possibly swallowing every last bit of his seed… did he remember that correctly?? \n\n“What makes you think asking me is suddenly gonna change my mind? Just cuz I said I… that I craved it, what if I meant in general? Like wow, you already know what those fuckers did to me in prison! And that’s where it started! I didn’t like what they did to me but my body reacted anyways! Not cause I wanted them to… ugh!” He held his head, shaking it from side to side. “This is wrong! Wrong and you know it’s not okay! For fucks sake were nearly identical in every way and you want… want to suck me off again??” \n\nHe was so confused, then backed up into the counter, putting his hand over his mouth. He couldn’t… deny it… his body reacted to the houghts, the feeling. It didn’t care who was touching it… even in his head he knew he didn’t like guys but this one instance felt like a game changer for sure. This wasn’t what he wanted and he knew this… fuck. If he said yes, it was merely just to get off… that was it… nothing else to it. \n\nWhat made it worse was knowing Zonic wanted it too.. sure he was asking permission but they were guys. They weren’t suppose to be attracted to one another. It reminded him too much of his annoying counterpart back home. He wasn’t gay like that… fuck it. \n\nScourge looked up at Zonic with one of his deepest glares, his eye twitching and ears folded back. He didn’t want to do this but he needed pleasure and he needed it now. It was too strong to deny. He just acted with out thinking, pushing the cop into the counter on the other side of the kitchen, kissing Zonic rather roughly. The kiss was so harsh, he could’ve sworn he heard Zonic’s head hit the wall behind him. Scourges leg ended up in between Zonic’s. He was hungry for touch, he needed it so bad. \n\nAnd he hated it.[/color]\n[center][b]\nTBC...[/b][/center]","writing_bbcode_parsed":"
CHAPTER VIII


His own sense of depth was betrayed once Zonic turned toward him. He didn’t think he was that close or that Zonic would even turn his way. He didn’t wanna act surprised or seen affected by the closeness. He merely gulped down his surprise and then stepped back for a moment and turned away with a growl.

“Shut up. It’s annoying that you’re acting so distant suddenly. Can’t get any free passes to touch me so you’re all done.” He huffed. This wasn’t about that, why’d he bring that up?? He was starting to blush, this wasn’t the time to think about such things. It didn’t matter anymore and it wasn’t like they’d do it again. Zonic being here cut into Scourges ‘me time’ and it pissed him off so much. “Don’t you have somewhere to be? Shouldn’t you go save a child from a well or something? I miss having this place to me myself and i” he frowned but then sniffed the air. “Oi… what are you makin anyways? Some kind of soup?” He scooted kver to the pot and sniffed again. It smelled so much better than TV dinners. “That’s for us both right..?” He frowned, Zonic wasn’t that cruel… he wouldn’t just keep this to himself…!

Part of Zonic was relieved when Scourge stepped back and turned his face away, another part of him was mildly disappointed. He'd, once again, let his imagination run away with his common sense and logic. Thankfully Scourge was better at running away so he didn't do anything stupid... yet.

The criminal's complaints meant nothing to him, so he ignored them. This was his house and he could do whatever he wanted. Scourge was just being whiny. The question about his stew, however, almost made him grin.

"A week and a half off of prison food and suddenly tv dinners aren't good enough anymore. Scoot, Mr.Gourmet, this is my lunch for the next few days." He replied calmly, this was more of a talk than he'd had with scourge in a while, but it didn't matter as long as he didn't let the green hog provoke him. What occupied him more at this moment was the fact that he thought he saw Scourge's muzzle blushing before he turned and walked to the pot.

He'd promised not to touch Scourge unnecessarily. And he didn't want to fight. But nobody said anything about teasing, right? After all the hedgehog had been teasing him mercilessly for every little thing. And since he didn't move away from the pot it was a nearly perfect opportunity.

Zonic stepped behind scourge. He was close but not touching him anywhere. His hands were resting against the counter next to Scourge on both sides. The other was effectively pinned to the stove like this without being touched.

"You're -really- in the way. Get lost." His voice was a lot quieter now that he was so close to his prisoner. There was just no need to speak up. It was just innocent teasing. He didn't actually plan to -do- anything. Even if his brain kept drifting into that direction. He wouldn't touch the other. Zonic had learnt his lesson.

“Your lunch?? What about my breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Just gonna make yourself all this good shit and not even share? Damn I must’ve really pissed you…” he noticed Zonic’s hands gently sit on either side of him, he stiffened up. It was more than likely obvious from the way his quicks looked jagged from the prickly spines standing up.

Uncomfortable. It was just horribly uncomfortable. He frowned, baring his teeth at nothing but the pot of soup in front of him. Was he really so damn useless that he couldn’t speak up now? The guy wasn’t gonna do anything, right?? There was nothing to indicate it, unless being in between Zonic’s arms and smack dab in front of him wassomething to go by. He felt a bit panicked. It wasn’t like he couldn’t just push him up against the stove and force himself on Scourge like other times from other inmates. Not that it happened or anything…

He gulped, not allowing his voice to come off as wavering as it was… he tried at least.

“I can’t move if you’re cornering me, you fuckin perv.” That’s what Zonic was, a pervert. And the more he acted like this, that’s all he’d ever be. Scourge had all kinds of insults always bubbling around in his head, but nothing really came out. He wasn’t thrilled by this, just.. paranoid. That was normal right? To be worried that this cop would do something to him since the whole blowjob thing? Yeah… very valid reason to be a little worried. He wanted to bitch more but he struggled to find words. Pathetic, the best word to really describe himself lately.

Scourge wanted to turn around, but he knew he’d have to face those eyes. The same green eyes that mirrored his own fur color… emerald green eyes that probably stared at him the whole time that mouth was wrapped around Scourge’s dick… he wanted to look at them… no. No he didn’t. He wanted to watch that porno he found! He needed THAT in his system. That’s why his mind was all funky!! Yeah!

With that clear in his mind, he gathered the courage to turn to the other, turning his whole body around rather slowly thanks to his limp. He didn’t expect his body to freeze up. They were… way too close… way way too close. He wanted to bite his lip but that’s just show he was affected by this. His muzzle was growing redder by the minute.

“How about you move then?? I can’t if you’re looking over me like the gross pervert you are!”

Zonic noticed how Scourge's spines activated after he was cornered, but he knew he wasn't going to do anything so there was nothing to feel bad about. Honestly he'd expected his arm to be shoved aside and some more insults. What he got was absolutely not what he'd bargained for.

Scourge turned around in his arms.

And he was close. Too close. It didn't help at all that he was being called a pervert. But the worst thing about this was the fact that Scourge's muzzle was bright red by now. The bashful behaviour was almost... endearing... in a way. And it brought his intrusive thoughts, about kissing, back full force. This was enough interaction for one day he had to stop. Before he did stupid things again.

Not that he was very good at keeping himself under control. Not at all. Not when Scourge was this close, and all he could think about were things that were inherently wrong.

"Just get out of my kitchen." He said quietly, before he did what he promised himself never to do. He leaned forwards and pressed an innocent and brief kiss to Scourge's cheek. "This pervert wants to cook in peace. So get out of my way." And with that he raised his hands and took a step back. Looking at scourge without blushing was incredibly hard right now. So he didn't. He couldn't. He turned his back to the prisoner to crouch down in front of a cupboard. He had to find boxes that he could store the stew in. Not that he needed them right now. Not at all. He just couldn't look at his roommate any longer.

Being closer to the ground felt like a great idea right now. Safer. Well safer for him and his wobbly legs. He wanted to touch...someone. Not Scourge specifically, no. Just... well... okay. If he was perfectly honest with himself, there was nobody else. Well there was Zamy but if he gave her even a little more attention she'd devour him whole and... that was much scarier than being punched by Scourge.

Did a peck on the cheek count as a first kiss?
He sure hoped not.

Something about this didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would. Freezing up and a potential danger standing not even an inch away from his face. He could’ve easily moved himself from all of this, it wasn’t like he was powerless. Part of the stiffness definitely stemmed from past trauma, something that was uncontrollable and happened at random. The other part… well shit, he wasn’t sure and that made him angry. He could logically make his way past the cop, easily move so that they weren’t nearly kissing. It wasn’t like he wanted to be touched, he didn’t want Zonic anywhere near him. The whole point was to get the guy out so he was alone with his new found porn. That’s all he needed, to relieve his stress of being in a shitty situation but damn it had been a while since he was this close to someone without being as afraid as he was in prison.

Zonic wasn’t a huge threat, sure for now he could definitely be, but the guy had his own moral high ground that he stood from so he wouldn’t act on any impulses like… some people. Wrong yet again. It was as unexpected as the blowjob but not enough to cause him to quickly move to avoid any contact. Scourge’s eyes widened, feeling lips lightly tap against his cheek. He twitched, his arm raised but Zonic left. This… fucker!!

He couldn’t stand on his legs anymore, they were weak and wobbly as well, too much standing caused them to hurt and such a gentle action really didn’t help. He hadn’t felt a gentle touch like that before. Even Fiona wouldn’t compare, that girl was always rough around the edges. Rough and demanding, the perfect balance of subservient and domineering… he hated that Zonic was so gentle and soft with his approach but why did this happen at all??

Scourge didn’t want to talk about it, he was pissed that he just allowed it in the first place, that he didn’t just punch the guy… he limped back to the couch, sitting down and rubbed his cheek as hard as he could to get any trace of Zonic off of him.

“Fucking gross…!!” He muttered to himself, huffing in between heavy breaths hoping that it was loud and clear that he disliked this new form of attention he was getting. Ever since that blowin', now suddenly Zonic was okay with being called a perv, okay with advancing on scourge even in a… well nice?? Way?? He didn’t know what this was, it was fucking gay that’s what it was, and such things sickened him.

He noticed his lower region had reacted, not yet obvious to anyone else but the feeling was there, he pulled a blanket over himself, he hated that he was so… horny lately. He knew it was from all the trauma, that his body just reacted and the feeling remained burned into him. He craved it even though he hated it. He wanted to be roughed up and bound, but not by the ones in prison no.. ugh.

He didn’t want this. He wanted to leave, find a girl and fuck her senseless. He was getting too used to being around guys all the time it was destroying him. He was changing and he didn’t know how to deal with it now. He will keep refusing it though, he had to. He wasn’t gay, he didn’t like Zonic and he wasn’t craving sex from one of his alternate selves. It was just… left over trauma… that’s all.

Unexpectedly hearing Scourge say 'Fucking gross' stung quite a bit. Not that he didn't deserve it, or that he thought that he'd done any harm. But being inexperienced came with a portion of self doubt. So it didn't feel great. Then again what support did he expect of scum like Scourge. It wasn't like they were dating or anything even close. So of course it would be gross. Still. Zonic worried because -he- didn't think it was gross. Maybe Scourge was right and -he- was the weird one.

Instead of 'gross' Scourge's cheek was soft and warm and there was nothing gross about it. He shook his head. No need to dwell on it. For all he knew the green hog was just being grumpy. He was grumpy a lot.

Zonic grabbed the boxes he'd been searching for before he looked back at his pot. Cooking this would take a while. And he should be right about that. It took the food about an hour until it was fully done. He filled a bowl with soft rice and his stew. By now he was so hungry his stomach was complaining. And after brief consideration he filled a second bowl, too. Internally scolding himself for being soft, but then he'd be storing the food in his fridge anyway and Scourge had free access to that. There wasn't really a way to keep him from eating it.

He took the bowls and spoons and walked back over to the couch, placed the bowls on the coffee table and let himself flop down next to his prisoner. Not too close. But in an arms reach. Except he instantly got up again because a rather loud cracking noise startled him. He'd sat on something but he couldn't remember putting anything under his pillows.

After lifting the pillow he found a movie he'd forgotten about.

"What's that doing here?" He asked, sincerely perplexed. "I didn't even know I still had it." Obviously his first and only suspect for placing this awful piece of film under his pillow was Scourge so he looked at him. The question marks nearly visibly floating around his head.

"I suppose you've been watching that?"
For the moment his 'ignoring scourge at all costs'-policy was forgotten.

Chaos, Scourge was so confused. He had been stuck in his head for the full hour, sitting in that same spot unsure what to do. He shuffled around hoping the sudden urge to pleasure himself would go away. With time and some really unappealing thoughts, the budding sensation disappeared, and he felt a lil less disgusting. It was a sad sad thing that he even had to push himself out of the mindset at all. But the catalyst for wanting it was just not right. He wouldn’t entertain the idea that a tiny peck on the cheek was enough to get him hard.

He didn’t notice the time till Zonic sat down and the smell of soup entered his nose. He blinked back to reality, looking down at the bowl in front of him. This cop had no back bone did he.. none of his alternate selves did. They were stubborn, sure but they were too soft and quick to forgive. Not himself tho, never. He frowned, the cop sat too close only to hop right back up?

That sound of the dvd case cracking under the pressure, Scourge’s ears lowered, face a lil red now. He frowned and looked away…

“Of course! There’s nothing else to do around here! I’ve been cooped up with gross guys for months and that porn’s the only thing keeping me sane! The hell are YOU doing with it? Obviously you’re not into women since you’re coming into me so suddenly.” He said the last part a lil lower, as if embarrassed about it but also still pretty angry about it overall. He shook his head. “I’m keeping it, not like you use it since you forgot it existed.. what of it??” He crossed his arms for a moment, then leaned forward, taking the spoon in his bowl and began to eat. Wow this… stew was heavenly.

Zonic looked from scourge to the movie and back. "Yeah you can have it." He said shrugging his shoulders. The DVD was put down between them and he reached for his bowl as well. "Zector gave it to me. I watched it once but I think it's boring and awfully low on niveau. The plot consists of one giant plot-hole and the actress and her co-actors are largely unprofessional." He complained, reliving his regrettable experience of -watching- the movie in question.

"I don't think I have to be gay to dislike something so poorly made. You can keep it alright. And I'm not coming onto you I chased you out of my kitchen with minimal effort." He grinned briefly before starting to eat his stew. Happily he noted that his cooking wasn't half bad when it came to more or less liquid food. Of course he'd stuck to the recipe and instructions, but it was still a success.

Still his eyes wandered back to the movie. Somehow he couldn't let this go. Scourge was watching this while he was gone? Did it do something for him? Zector sure as hell had enjoyed watching it, considering he'd excused himself to the bathroom with a rather annoying laugh that probably served the purpose of covering up embarrassment.

So was Scourge the same? He remembered only getting angry at the movie and the whole idea of rewatching it irked him. The thought of Zector getting off on it was less than uninteresting to him, too. But somehow thinking off what scourge had been up to while watching it wasn't all that boring. He was instantly reminded of that one fateful morning. Of course he'd taken his limited knowledge from watching this blasted piece of film, and did something right. Or wrong. Or maybe both.

Somehow the thought that... he'd let a porn actress's actions inspire him to do something like this to Scourge, and that Scourge was now enjoying to watch that same actress, made him feel incredibly dirty.

Zonic focussed on his food, his brain full of bad ideas. "Do you... actually get off to this junk?" He didn't actually want to know this. Why'd his mouth open and say these words anyway. What'd he do with the information if he got it? He should just go back to ignoring Scourge right now before he did even more things he regretted. One thing was for sure though, his imagination was -already- up and running. Something was definitely wrong with him. If thinking about Scourge was more interesting than a film like that maybe he -was- gay. And maybe on top of being gay he also had the worst possible taste and should probably forget about the very idea of experiencing any kind of sexual relationship for the rest of his life. Now that sounded like a reasonable plan. Much more reasonable than repeating any of his advances to his involuntary roommate.

Well that was easy he didn’t have to beg or steal it. It was just his now. What guy would give up his porn so easily?? Well, a virgin like this one for sure.

“Dumbass, it’s not suppose to have a good plot. It’s to fuckin get you hard and horny, not thinkin about what life means or second guessing your morals… unless you watch some taboo shit like incest or… ugh, scat.” He shivered and shook his head. “This was vanilla as hell though… like jeez, your friend sure has some soft tastes. It’s barely up to par to the stuff I like but it’ll do.” He shrugged and kept eating. “Can’t believe you’re not even aware of a pornos purpose. You’re so stupid..”

The soup was so warm and gave him such a cozy feeling. His ears flicked a few times from the shivers thanks to how delicious it was. He was obviously really enjoying the food, closing his eyes as he savored the taste and relaxing once it was all swallowed. He finished it so fast, gulping down the broth and shoved it at Zonic. “More” He said plainly.

The dvd was still being brought up… why?? He frowned, cheeks never changing shade as his secret of getting off while Zonic was away was now out in the open.

“Yeah so what?? I got needs, I’m a guy! Sometimes I wake up with morning wood, I’m sure you do too! Forgive me for wanting to feel good here and there, jeez! Just drop it, ya perv! If you wanna watch it again you can. But leave me out of it, having a guy jerk off next to me is weird… bad enough you already… ugh!” He turned away, standing up. “I’ll get my own bowl… this conversations getting weird.” He limped half way to the kitchen then stopped… “be honest… you still think about that morning, huh…? Not that I.. do just… shits been weird since then…”

Zonic found himself distracted from the movie topic by watching scourge eat. He made the food look like a five stars gourmet meal and the bowl was empty faster than Zonic had even thought was possible. Even more, he demanded seconds. Scourge's honesty on the topic of food was refreshing and flattering. It made the cop feel the same way he felt when he got promoted at work. Maybe cooking some more wouldn't be so bad, right?

The taunting about how porn movies should be watched and how he was doing it all wrong was nonchalantly ignored. What did it matter. He wasn't interested in this movie and didn't care about how to get more enjoyment out of it. He'd already decided that it wasn't for him.

He had to stop thinking about all this dirty stuff. He had to stop thinking about Scourge relieving himself on this very couch in his absence. He had to stop. But he couldn't. And his cheeks were heating up slowly. By now he felt like a pervert even without Scourge telling him. Was this really just curiosity because of his first experiences being with Scourge.

What finally got his cheeks and ears to flare up bright red was the fact that Scourge remembered that blowjob incident and brought it up. Zonic pulled his legs closer to his chest, focusing on his food. His body felt unnaturally hot. This wasn't okay. Nothing about this was.

Without giving any replies he watched Scourge getting up and walking into the kitchen himself. Well, limping. But at least he could move freely now. It was a great relief.

The last question however couldn't go unanswered. Of course he still thought about it. He couldn't -stop- thinking about it. "You brought it up... so doesn't that mean you're still thinking about it yourself." He said stirring his soup. "Of course I still think about it. It was the first time I ever did something of the kind. I regret it." This was only half the truth of course. He regretted it. But he wanted to do it again. But of course Scourge couldn't hear about that.

He frowned at the empty bowl in his hands. It wasn’t like he wanted to think about it, it popped up in his mind too often and it was aggravating. The thought wasn’t something he welcomed when it appeared… he would yell to drown the thought, chant about how nice girls were or turn up the porno hoping that’d help. He couldn’t get rid of it, or the chill that went up and down his spine whenever he remembered how it -felt-. It was unnecessarily good, too good…

“It only pops up cause you did it without my consent…” he huffed, “ no better than the others. I think about that shit so much it unsettles me.” The only difference was he felt a lot less negative towards it. Sure he hated that Zonic did that, but he wasn’t bloodthirsty about it. He’d kill Smalls and those other bastards if given the chance. No second thoughts or anything like that. He’d do it and wouldn’t feel bad. Zonic though… he’d strangle the guy but damn it he didn’t think it was something he’d have no second guesses about. He was… kind of okay with it.. but he wasn’t gay, just the tongue work was… eh, it was alright. He frowned again, turning to Zonic.

“I hate you for doing that to me. I didn’t need help… now I crave… no.” He stopped and went to the kitchen, getting more soup. He decided to stay in there, eat in there. He was so embarrassed now. He didn’t want any of it, ever! So what if he was constantly horny now, that was just cause he found a good porno to jerk it to andit was exciting. There was no need to confuse Zonic’s handiwork and something made for such purposes. The porno was suppose to make him extra horny and itbdid, Zonic just so happened to have a tiny impact… just a little… nothing too well, large. How big was Zonic anyways..? Maybe the same size as himself considering they were— no! Scourge shoved the hot soup into his mouth only to yell from how hot it was. Big mistake…!

Zonic almost choked on his spoonful of soup at Scourge admitting that he 'craved' it. He hadn't misheard this, right? No he was sure he could trust his ears at least. What he definitely couldn't trust was his body. He felt his spines bristle. "Then let..." He swallowed, his ears flicking nervously. Could he -really- say what he wanted to say?

"Then let me do it again. With... your consent this time." Zonic felt like dying. This was not okay. Nothing about this was. But what was the worst that could happen. Scourge could say 'no' and that would be the end of that.

Scourge's yelling made him flinch and he turned his head. The green hog seemed fine but annoyed and about as flustered as he was, too. Zonic placed his soup on the table and got up, walking over to the criminal. He kept a safe distance between them and he wouldn't move if the green hog said no. He'd just have to... do something about what he was feeling right now. Everything was unnaturally hot. He wasn't visibly aroused but at least he was visibly flustered. Very much so.

"If you say no I won't ask again. I'll just go back to ignoring you. You're strong enough to walk and do things by yourself so I don't have to touch you. There won't be any consequences. I don't want to force this. I didn't want to force you in the first place."

Zonic was sure his heartbeat was loud enough to be heard thoughout the entire house. He was 99% sure that Scourge would say no. Even if just for the reason that he didn't want to admit to anyone that he'd actually enjoyed that incident. But the 1% chance that Scourge allowed him almost killed him. He felt like a dog chasing a car. What was he gonna -do- if he got what he asked for? He hadn't been that nervous the first time. It'd been impulsive and fast. But now... now he'd been thinking about just this for a long while. And he was very aware of how very wrong all of this was.

But then he didn't really have much to lose.

The first time Zonic said anything, Scourge didn’t hear him too well, too upset with himself for saying what he said but now it was right next to him, the invitation. With his tongue still burning, tears in his eyes and the bowl now set on the counter, scourge looked over at Zonic with a very pathetic expression, tongue hanging from his mouth in hopes it’d cool down. He gulped and pulled his tongue back in… no.

“This isn’t right and you know it!” He yelled, first thing he felt was anger. “You shouldn’t want this and neither should I! We're enemies! We hate each other!!”

But sex changed the game a helluva a lot more than he thought. He blushed, couldn’t help but think back to how good that mouth felt around him, and possibly swallowing every last bit of his seed… did he remember that correctly??

“What makes you think asking me is suddenly gonna change my mind? Just cuz I said I… that I craved it, what if I meant in general? Like wow, you already know what those fuckers did to me in prison! And that’s where it started! I didn’t like what they did to me but my body reacted anyways! Not cause I wanted them to… ugh!” He held his head, shaking it from side to side. “This is wrong! Wrong and you know it’s not okay! For fucks sake were nearly identical in every way and you want… want to suck me off again??”

He was so confused, then backed up into the counter, putting his hand over his mouth. He couldn’t… deny it… his body reacted to the houghts, the feeling. It didn’t care who was touching it… even in his head he knew he didn’t like guys but this one instance felt like a game changer for sure. This wasn’t what he wanted and he knew this… fuck. If he said yes, it was merely just to get off… that was it… nothing else to it.

What made it worse was knowing Zonic wanted it too.. sure he was asking permission but they were guys. They weren’t suppose to be attracted to one another. It reminded him too much of his annoying counterpart back home. He wasn’t gay like that… fuck it.

Scourge looked up at Zonic with one of his deepest glares, his eye twitching and ears folded back. He didn’t want to do this but he needed pleasure and he needed it now. It was too strong to deny. He just acted with out thinking, pushing the cop into the counter on the other side of the kitchen, kissing Zonic rather roughly. The kiss was so harsh, he could’ve sworn he heard Zonic’s head hit the wall behind him. Scourges leg ended up in between Zonic’s. He was hungry for touch, he needed it so bad.

And he hated it.

TBC...
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