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XIII[/b][/center]\n\n[color=#204a87]He didn't resist being pulled muzzle first into the other hog's crotch. Of course he didn't resist. Because the truth was, he wanted this. And Scourge's heat as well as the position they were in sent shivers down his spine. His ears were flat on his head in obvious submission and his muzzle was red by now. Not just from the alcohol. Why was he against this again? He knew he had a reason somewhere it was just... that he couldn't recall it at all right now. Maybe the alcohol was just playing tricks on him. He should stop thinking altogether.\n\nInstead he was gonna get rid of this annoying fabric that kept him from touching Scourge directly. So he opened his mouth, taking a hold of the zipper with his teeth. It was hard to move like this but he just trusted in Scourge allowing him to move his head back enough to pull that stupid zipper down. Other than that he didn't mind the hand on the back of his head at all.\n\nScourge's dirty talk wasn't helping to bring Zonic's mind back to reason either. He made a small noise as he opened his mouth again. His tongue pressing flat against Scourge's growing erection. Part of him was almost hoping Scourge would stand by his word and just stick it into his mouth. Alas the hedgehog's arousal was still partially hidden in its pouch, so Zonic could only lick its head and whatever he could reach inside the pouch. It wasn't enough.\n\nTo his delight it didn't take Scourge long to get fully hard. He opened his eyes to look up at the other. He wanted to see his face. Last time Scourge had been covering his face with his arms and he didn't look too happy either. But this time... This time he wanted this and he was drunk. So his expression was much more honest.\n\nZonic watched closely while opening his mouth wide and running his tongue up the other's shaft. \"It's all open now, your highness.\" Now this was definitely the alcohol talking. There was a teasing tone in his voice but it didn't change the -words- he said, and most of all, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He wanted more of this. Again he found himself thinking he should either drink much more regularly, or never again at all.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]The struggle to unzip the pants with teeth alone was a little entertaining to watch. Zonic melted right into his lap, eagerly opening up Scourge’s pants and licking the moment he saw some fur beneath the fabric. There was no fight in the cop, no disagreements… he loved that, but also wondered how it’d be if there was some resistance. Part of him wanted Zonic to back away or refuse… just to know what it felt like to force it on him. Why did such dark thoughts come up like that? Just a moment ago, he was being complimented on how merciful he acted even though he had the best chance to fuck poor Zonic raw without any mercy whatsoever. He just,... couldn’t get it out of his head. Maybe it was due to the mistreatment still and he just wanted to feel that overbearing power the others were so drunkenly addicted to, or maybe he just knew Zonic was the perfect candidate for dubious consent… He couldn’t really tell with his mind all wishy washy, and now he was rolling his eyes back, leaning back into the bench and tilting his head back enough to see the 90 degree angled street behind him.\n\n“Hmph…. “ He began with low growls, his hand loosened its grip on Zonic’s head and began to pet him just a bit. With his hand traveling from the back quills to the top of his head, it rubbed over Zonic’s lowered ears. “Keep callin’ me that… I’ll fuck your throat raw…” He huffed. Alcohol truly was a gift. There was no disgust or guilt to hold back his reactions, no sober sense to be guarded or reluctant. He wanted this so he got it and there was no reason to hide behind excuses, at least for now. He couldn’t believe how nice and warm that tongue was against the cold air around him. He relaxed, his other arm laying across the top of the bench. He felt like he could sit here all day, enjoying this little treat. \n\nScourge felt the need to look around, just for a moment to see if anyone was around. He didn’t catch any glimpses of anyone but Chaos, he sort of wished there was some threat snooping around just a lil bit. He looked back down at the other, noticing their eyes met… What was that? This ‘connection’ they shared for a second. He could tell Zonic was looking up just to see how he was reacting and Scourge looked down just to catch a glimpse of that face.. He was able to fill in the blanks now, no more wondering what that face looked like with his mouth so full. It was better than he imagined. Returning the favor from Zonic’s earlier actions, Scourge’s fingers began to scratch just behind the ears. He played with them, thumbing the insides and rubbing the side of Zonic’s face as if to reward a puppy for doing a good job. This felt like it’d be taken a lil slow, but he was fine with that. No need to rush a good scenario like this one. \n\nHe wanted to tease him more with words, but the feeling of being licked was best to focus on rather than distract himself with things to say. He closed his eyes, lifting his hips a little, hoping to get more of it inside. Even with his mind and body completely zeroed in on the service the cop was giving, his ears flicked here and there for any noises around them. He had to listen out for any movement or possible onlookers. It was difficult though, not like he cared if they were caught, but for Zonic’s sake he had to make sure they weren’t. Something about Zonic being found out by his teammates or something along those lines. If the cop was in trouble, so was he. \n\nHis hands were placed on either side of Zonic’s head, nails lightly scratching the fur underneath and then gripping what they could. It wasn’t too hard, just enough to firmly hold Zonic’s head and control the how far down his head went. When Scourge’s dick was emerged within the other’s mouth, tip past his teeth and shaft wedged in, Scourge pulled Zonic’s head down some, hoping to get more of himself inside. \n\n“Ya might… hnn… choke but, I’m sure your gag reflex isn’t too bad, huh?” His gasps were quiet. He began to sweat just a little bit. The jacket he had on needed to come off, but he’d live. “I’m gonna fuck your mouth… prepare yourself, Blue…” He wasn’t about to shove his way in fully just yet. There was still so much time left. [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic couldn't help reacting the way he did. He felt dizzy. His face was hot and Scourge's taste and scent were everywhere. So while sucking the other's tip into his mouth slowly and gently he couldn't hold back a small pleased noise. He even got one of his questions answered. And yes, his ears were very sensitive, just like Scourge's. In response to being scratched an pet so gently he shivered and moaned quietly. They were still outdoors. He couldn't be louder than this. Instead he purred.\n\nOf course he wasn't a cat so his purr wasn't as steady or strong, but it was there. It was there as he took Scourge deeper, making his throat vibrate softly around the hot meat he was swallowing. His own body was getting hotter by the second. Scourge's face only made him feel it more. This time he was into it. This time he was looking back at him. It felt so much better this way. It was slower too.\n\nScourge's hands seemed to be everywhere. Pulling him closer, petting him gently. Scourge was no monster. Even as Zonic was pulled closer to the point where his gag reflex was triggered, it still felt good. He didn't have that much of a gag reflex to begin with. Probably thanks to his love of eating chilidogs as fast as possible. It still made his eyey tear up and he closed them. Concentrating on his throat.\n\nOh he was so going to regret this tomorrow. He was gonna be hungover and have sore hips and a sore throat. The day was going to be an adventure. Not that he cared right now. He'd care tomorrow. For now he wanted more of this. Alcohol only made all of it easier. It made him care less about where they were. It also made him much less ashamed for his own body's reaction to it all. He didn't know if it was normal or not to get horny from sucking another guy's dick. But it sure as hell did it for him. There was just something about Scourge's little gasps and the way his voice sounded just a little deeper when he spoke that really got him. And of course his words, too.\n\nNot that he had enough knowledge or experience to know what Scourge's words really meant. But he was sure he was gonna find out soon enough.[/color]\n[color=#4e9a06]\nThe cop was so into it 100 percent. It could be felt, especially when the purring kicked in. Scourge reacted, shivering from the low vibrations of Zonic’s throat. Having his cock submerged in such a narrow hole. He let his guard down completely for a second, jutting his hips outward again as his ears folded back. He kept Zonic’s head down, the bottom part of his shaft was still exposed, he gave the other at least a little bit of room. He could cum pretty soon if he really wanted, but lifted the blue hog’s head up so that his length was completely free of that  glorious mouth. He took a minute to breathe, looking around again to recollect himself and make sure there were no people around. \n\nWhen the coast was clear, he turned back to his servant, pressing his head right back down on his dick. He made sure Zonic was all the way down, held in place for a good five seconds before pulling his head up. He gained control over how often Zonic would bob his head, or how long he’d be balls deep. \n\n“Fuck… fuck.” He panted, trying to make this last. He had to pull Zonic’s head back up again, letting go of him to take a breather. He wanted to be way more rough, but that’d definitely mean they’d finish up pretty soon. The neighborhood was still quiet, there was so much more they could do… He decided against going all out, pulling off his jacket since it had gotten so hot. The next course of action was merely just a position change. Scourge got off the bench, pushing Zonic down to lay on the grass below him. His first instinct was to kiss those puffy lips, ravage what he could just to show him who was boss. Scourge made out with the cop, grazing his signature teeth along those already bruised and scarred lips. He couldn’t help but mark him a few more times. The taste of himself didn’t phase him at all, just made him feel all the more hotter. \n\nScourge broke the kiss and gave Zonic a quick grin before crawling forward. His knees now on the sides of Zonic’s head, careful not to press down on any of his spines. With this position he could thrust as hard as he wanted to. It wasn’t the safest bet, but it damn sure turned him on even more. He reached down to make sure Zonic’s mouth was wide open, lowering his hips so his dick fit perfectly inside. \n\n“I told you to prepare yourself…” He muttered, beginning to ride the other’s face. He was slow with his thrusts at first, not too cruel to pound the life out of Zonic already. His inner thighs lay flush against Zonic’s cheeks but didn’t squeeze down to add pressure. This was the first time Scourge tried out such a position, but judging by the way it was going, this could actually end pretty well. He lifted his lower half in the air, his chest barely touching the top of the other’s head as his hands gripped a handful of blue spines. His thrusts got a bit faster the more Zonic got into it. The easier it was to slide the rest of himself in, the more confident he felt to move just a smidge faster. He had his eyes closed, body making slight convulsions over the intense pleasure riding throughout him. The grinding against the cop’s face, legs clamping against the other’s skull each time a surge of ecstasy shot through his spine, it was so good. \n\n“You have.. The best fuckin mouth…” He whined, “Suck harder, Blue” He wanted more, he knew the cop could do a better job. His climax was close, he could feel himself getting ready to pump a heaping pile of goo straight down that narrow throat. He wanted him to swallow it all just like the first time. “This is… all you’re good for. Just a nice lil sex toy for me. Every time you come home… I’ll fuck you senseless~ You want that?” He asked, though it was obviously rhetorical. His thrusts became sporadic, no rhythm or rhyme to how fast or hard he pushed on. The sounds Scourge made were getting louder, he forgot they were outside, in dangerous territory where any ol’ joe could come outside and see a hedgehog face fucking another. He stopped caring, let them see. He wanted this to be the perfect orgasm. “So fuckin’... cl-close… fuck!” He cried, his thrusts slowed down, riding up to his breaking point. His hips practically dragged along Zonic’s face, He didn’t want to cum but he needed it, ached for it in the best possible way. If only this could last so much longer. \n\n“Ri-Right… there-- Hn!” Scourge’s eyes were rolled back, his voice louder than it needed to be as his fingers tightened around the spines he held captivated. His hips bucked against Zonic’s face, convulsing from the intense orgasm. His cum shot out, possibly filling Zonic’s mouth, with some spewing out of the corners. He kept moving till it was too sensitive to continue. He whined, pulling out and flipping over to lay on his back beside the cop. His legs twisted together, the afterglow was so … fuckin’ good. He began to laugh, a little shaky from his body still comin’ down from the high but man was that perfect. “You cum guzzling slut...Damn!” [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Having Scourge move his hips was much much hotter than just having him sit there. Just like this morning it felt like he was doing something just right. Like the other actively wanted him. Desired him or at least the touch of his mouth. It wasn't easy to not choke with scourge moving him as he wanted but he was gentle still.\n\nAnd by the time Scourge started cursing his gag reflex was completely forgotten. He'd completely forgotten where they were. Whenever he was granted a break his eyes were on Scourge. He watched the green hog strip out of his jacket. Why were they stopping? He wanted to continue. But he got what he wanted quickly as he was pushed into the grass and Scourge kissed him. He was more than willing to return the kiss. Instinctively wrapping his arms around the other's neck. He didn't mind his lips and tongue getting cut again. He didn't mind being marked.\n\nHe whined as the kiss was broken but he got something equally good in return. Or maybe it was even a little better. The view from below was definitely making his blood boil as Scourge knelt over his face. He wasn't ready at all. He was ready to swallow Scourge whole again, what he wasn't ready for were Scourge's noises and the way this position felt. It was different. He didn't have to strain his eyes to look up to scourge anymore, he just had to open them. His head was completely trapped between thighs and by fingers grabbing his spines. He couldn't move even a little. What he could still do was suck, rubbing his tongue against the hard shaft that was moving in and out of his throat completely out of his control. By now tears were running out of his eyes freely.\n\nNot that he minded. And then Scourge started talking again. His ears twitched, showing that he was listening. He didn't just listen. He sucked up the words like a sponge, and complied where he could. Sucking harder, or moaning in response. He pictured it in his head. Coming home to be fucked senseless. And in his already clouded and drunk mind it sounded like heaven. Not that it was practical but he didn't think about that part right now.\n\nZonic pressed one hand into his own heated crotch. Even through the Pants' fabric he could feel how hot and hard he was. He could feel Scourge twitch inside his throat and started making a swallowing motion before he could feel the hot seed filling his mouth and throat. His eyes rolled back and closed and if his mouth hadn't been so damn full he'd been moaning too.\n\nScourge tasted a little better than last time. Maybe it was just the alcohol making him think that. Or maybe it was because it hadn't been so damn pent up. Still it was a lot and swallowing it all wasn't easy. So when Scourge vanished from on top of him he turned to the side and coughed, wiping the corners of his mouth with slightly trembling fingers.\n\nNot that he was in any mood to be thorough at cleaning his face right now, instead he relaxed back into the grass, trying to normalise his breathing. His lungs were hurting from the lack of oxygen. But it wasn't too bad. Only now he noticed how sticky the inside of his own pants felt and he prayed to chaos that Scourge didn't notice. He'd never hear the end of it.\n\n\"Were you trying to drown me?\" He croaked, licking his lips and then his fingers that still had some of Scourge's cum on them, clean. His throat was sore and talking wasn't as easy as he'd like it to be but he didn't feel bad. The opposite actually. His whole body felt like it was buzzing. It was warm and heavy.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]“You took it like a champ… I see no problem here.” he was still grinning like a dork. This morning was just the first taste of feeling good about sex again. This helped it even further. Scourge was completely void of those horrid memories for now, basking in the light of what just happened, feeling -good- about how it all just went down. He felt liberated, like he’d found some kind of goldmine that had been under his nose the whole time. This was what he missed the most, just feeling good about wanting to feel good. With such a surge of pleasure and thrill, he was almost… happy again. Scourge took a while before he sat up, his spines felt so messy from rolling a little in the grass, his frizzled look also aided by that intense face fuck. He shivered once more, spines returning to their relaxed state as he looked over at his companion. Scourge was wavering somewhat, still tipsy but a little less clouded. \n\n“What a goddamn mess you’ve become... “ He leaned over the cop and looked down at his the bulge in between his legs. “Did you cum from that?... You didn’t even need to be stimulated if that’s the case.” He wanted to kiss again, but the thought of tasting his own cum kept him from lowering himself any further. Maybe another beer could sway him into it, but for now, this distance was fine. His hand glided over Zonic’s crotch lightly, his fingers barely touching the hump underneath. “I swear if you came from just getting your face pounded... “ He blushed, that was… really hot to him. Zonic’s sensitivity to being handled so roughly really got to him. \n\nIf he could recall, Fiona wasn’t this easy. She was just as domineering as he was, sometimes taking the upper hand to ride him. She took matters into her own hands and lasted pretty long. He could remember their sessions took so much time, multiple rounds if they were able, it was two people with very similar stamina levels. But this here was so new, so endearing to the point that Scourge was super curious what the mess inside of Zonic’s pants looked like. He could still deny that anything that dealt with another man’s dick was hot or sexy, but his curiosity got the better of him. Again, the alcohol took control, not him. Sober!Scourge wouldn’t be caught dead doing this. \n\nHe unzipped Zonic’s pants, not breaking eye contact with the cop and slithered his hand inside. He felt that hot appendage, his fingers had come into contact with the white mess. He felt himself grin, rubbing the shaft just a bit more.\n\n“Is that all like… precum or... “ He was still a little breathy, having this body under him so powerless to whatever Scourge did next. Zonic just never fought back. His inexperience to this whole ordeal was what made it so goddamn hot. “You didn’t even need me to finger you…” He squeezed the head, knowing it was probably at its most sensitive. “You didn’t need me to fuck you either… damn.” He chuckled, pulling his hand from under and out of the fabric. He looked away finally, feeling his face heat up a little too much. Was this attraction or just embarrassment? He felt like he just ruled over the blue hog… he had so much power to get him off without stimulating him too much. This was a special kind of case, maybe just this one scenario it was okay to engage with another guy… none were as sensitive as this and it really got to him. It made him feel like he was the best fuck among them all. “I … I hate how hot that is… fuck you.” He wiped his hand on the grass, pulling his pants up and stood up. His legs were so damn shaky, that orgasm made him so tired. This was a problem, he wanted to do this again, and again, till there was nothing left to shoot. He felt himself frown. How would he stop himself tomorrow or the day after that? With such a good bottom… he was gonna lose his self control even while sober. [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic cringed at Scourge's question but he didn't have time to deny it before there were fingers on his overly sensitive crotch. His body tensed up and grabbed Scourge's wrist. Not that he stopped his hand from moving. More than that he just wanted to hold onto something. \"No... don't touch. Scourge.\" Of course the other didn't listen and his zipper was opened.\n\nZonic let go of the others' wrist and used his hands instead to cover his face with them. This was mortifying even though he was still drunk. \"No... shut up. It's not... It's not that mhhha!\" Scourge's fingers were running over his most sensitive parts and it made his body tremble. He pulled up his legs as if it'd protect his overly sensitive body. Scourge actually gripping his tip made him yelp and he quickly pressed his hands on his mouth.\n\nZonic rolled over to the side pressing his arms between his legs, just in case Scourge got any more funny ideas. \"I didn't... cum because your dick is just -that- great you know?\" he grumbled. Sitting up after Scourge had gotten up himself. \"It's the...way your voice sounds... and the things you -say-.\" Getting back to his feet was almost impossible. His entire body was made from jelly. He just wanted to sleep on the grass. For now he closed his pants, mildly disgusted by the sticky feeling. Then he opened the last can of beer. He didn't want to get more drunk than he already was but he wanted to wash that taste out of his mouth So he did. He emptied half the can and pushed himself off the bench. Walking the few steps that had him separated from Scourge. He pushed the can into the other hog's hand and got close enough to him for their noses to nearly touch.\n\nHe was a little taller than Scourge. Probably due to his better posture, but it was still nice. \"Everything about your mouth is hot.\" He said quietly, cupping Scourge's cheek with his hand, running one thumb over the soft peach fur. \"Your teeth, the stuff you say... You must be a very convincing king.\" By the end of the sentence he was so close to scourge that his lips were brushing over Scourge's as he spoke and then he kissed him. It was nowhere as chaste and innocent as his first few kisses had been, but it lacked the impatience and force of Scourge's kisses. He was gentle and slow but that didn't mean that the kiss was any less intense. Zonic didn't know. This was still new. He was acting on intuition and gut feelings, so he didn't know. He didn't know that this was too close to a lover's kiss.\n\nAnd because he didn't know he didn't care. Instead he wrapped his arms around Scourge's neck loosely, fingers running through his spines. Even though the kiss was slow he was breathless after parting it. \"I'm really, really drunk right now.\" He chuckled, leaning against Scourge. His voice was awfully hoarse and there was a good chance it wouldn't recover completely until tomorrow. For now he just wanted more of that body heat. \"Sleep with me...\" He mumbled. \"I mean... instead of the couch... sleep on the bed tonight. Because I'm drunk, and you're warm.\" He felt so needy. This was definitely the alcohol talking. He wasn't a huggy or cuddly person usually. This was exactly why he didn't drink. His personality changed. He did embarrassing stuff. He would regret this tomorrow unless Scourge was merciful enough to act like it didn't happen.\n\nFor now he wanted to be spoiled. His entire body was aching and screaming for rest, and tomorrow morning his head was gonna be screaming at him too. It was fine to act spoiled now. While he was lost in thought he trailed kisses along Scourge's chin and cheek. he wanted to kiss his neck but the collar was stopping him. \"Let's go home?\" He mumbled. \"We can come out here again. Or somewhere else if you want... I'll buy you a hoodie. But I'm tired. I can't stand for much longer and I really don't want to sleep in the park.\"\n\nHe was positive scourge wasn't too fit anymore either. They both needed rest. And he wanted nothing more than to fall into his soft bed and sleep.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]By that time, Scourge was pulling the mask up just enough to nearly cover his mouth. Zonic confessing what really threw him over the edge gave him second thoughts about covering it up. He lowered the mask, turning to the topsy turvy cop and raised a brow. \n\n“My mouth? Heh… I was always told it’s my worst asset.” He joked. The distance between them quickly faded, with Zonic closing in rather quickly, handing off his unfinished beer can and edging in as close as he could. Scourge didn’t get -how- the other hog was slightly taller. Hell, they were the same guy from differing universes. He wanted to frown and shove the drunken boy off, but he couldn’t. The smell of alcohol and cum filled his nose, slightly unsettling given the fact that it was -his- and he was very close to tasting it. Scourge had enough sense in his mind to press a hand on zonic’s chest to push the other back just enough but the kiss came anyways. He clamped his eyes shut tightly, the mixture of beer and semen was a really weird taste, but he loosened up in the shoulders. It was… a really nice kiss. \n\nThe beer can fell right out of his hands, the last remaining contents inside spilled out over the grass. He felt the need to clasp onto the cop, his hands on Zonic’s hips and soon rubbing over his tail. That was another spot he’d have to explore… He gulped, giving off a small cough once the kiss was broken. \n\n“Y-Yeah, i can -really- tell.” He frowned, tilting his head away. They were hugging, cuddling in a rather awkward way and Scourge was coming back to his senses. His ears perked up at the sound of someone not too far away--\n\n“You damn kids better not be littering in our park! Pick up that can!” Some elder man, passing by with his wife may have caught sight of the rather passionate smooch. “We keep our parks clean and these -kids- have no sense of cleanliness! No respect for nature!” He vented as him and his companion slowly moved along. Scourge grumbled, yeah they needed to go. How intense that would’ve been if the old couple caught sight of them fucking… \n\n“Alright, loverboy, you gotta start walkin, otherwise we’re gonna stay here.” He had to separate himself from Zonic, pushing him off in his own ‘gentle’ way. Zonic didn’t fall, as Scourge’s push was strong enough to get his arms off his neck but Zonic was held up -just- by the arm so he wouldn’t lose balance. He kept his hand gripping the other’s wrist and lead the way to their grocery bag of snacks. He grabbed the remainder beer cans that were still filled, looking at the one that had fallen. He didn’t -want- to be a good citizen and get it, but Zonic was too drunk to act on his ‘good boy’ instincts. He rolled his eyes, picking up the can and tossed it in the trash. \n\nLimping from the park and onto the sidewalk, Scourge lead them both back toward the house. Finding the house wasn’t hard, it was pretty damn straight forward as far as directions went. That house party was still goin, but it seemed like the police were present due to a possible complaint… His ears laid back for a moment, shit… He looked back at Zonic, wrapping an arm around the others waist and limped faster towards the front door of the house. \n\n“Your buddies might be over there, open the damn door already…!” His voice was panicked. He was still a little tipsy but also coherent enough to know this was not the safest situation. [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic frowned after the old people who interrupted him. How annoying. But at least they were going home now. Limping home, was more like it. Not that he cared. The alcohol was in full effect now and all he cared about was the Hedgehog next to him. It was a good thing that Scourge knew the way because Zonic just didn't care anymore. What did it matter anyway? Only the panic in Scourge's voice got him back into reality and he fumbled around with his keys, it took a moment but he got the door open and they stumbled inside. The door, thankfully, fell shut on its own.\n\n\"Old people are awful, aren't they. They just nag and nag and nag.\" He complained halfheartedly while trying not to fall as he kicked off his shoes. \"Officer, my neighbours aren't separating the trash properly. Officer, something awful happened to my niece she hasn't replied to my text in over 10 minutes. Officer, kids are littering in our park. Awful. I didn't become a cop to entertain bored elderly folks.\" He grumbled. He never complained about his job. He loved his job. This alone was evidence to how drunk he was.\n\nAfter scourge, too, had gotten rid of his shoes, Zonic had managed to get back up. He had to wash. He wanted to sleep. But the only thing he cared about was Scourge right now. He hooked a finger under the other's mask and pulled it off. His entire face spelled 'drunk'. The green of his eyes was darker, pupils blown wide and there was a persistent blush on his cheeks. \"Next time I wanna get drunk... tell me no.\" He wanted to touch scourge more. He wanted to kiss him again. He wanted to peel those clothes off of him. Who cared about work tomorrow anyway. Sleep was entirely overrated.\n\nStill, he let his hand sink and took a step back. \"I'm... I need to...\" Get away. Stop thinking like that. Go to sleep. Any of those things were fine. He forced himself to stagger to the bathroom. Zector had told him once that alcohol made people look more beautiful. Now he knew it was true. Scourge -really- wasn't what he'd think of as 'beautiful' usually. Usually. The bathroom's door fell shut behind him and he struggled his way out of these clothes. He needed to wash. Brush his teeth. Anything to change to focus of his thoughts.\n\nAfter about 10 minutes he felt clean again and walked to his bedroom door, hoping to find Scourge inside. If not, he told himself, he wouldn't push the matter. But he couldn't help but feel hopeful. He just had to keep his hands to himself if Scourge decided to share the bed with him. That couldn't be too hard.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Getting inside felt like a relief. Scourge was now back to being lax, taking off his shoes and jacket. He could definitely believe that those ‘close calls’ were just perfect timing for them. He didn’t really have much doubt in his mind that they’d be safe, but the last minute thrills were just icing on the cake. He looked up, Zonic was suddenly in his face, wasn’t he just complaining about old folks?? He furrowed his brows, the vale of lust was leaving him, the closeness was a little uncomfortable again but he didn’t push away this time. He welcomed any kiss that might happen, kinda wanted to be mindlessly smooched all over if he could have that, but of course he kept that to himself. \n\nZonic was trying to hold back, even while drunk the man had his morals intact, save for his complaints over people he helped, but with the cop stumble across the way to the bathroom. It was weird, but he appreciated it regardless if that’d be left in his thoughts only. Zonic could’ve kissed him, pressed him up against the wall and touched him all over, but he showed restraint. Something about that just made an odd feeling flourish in his gut. He looked down at the floor… Jeez. Of course something like that got to him… he hated that such a tiny thing made him feel even more attached?? Was he attached? No, he couldn’t be. It had been maybe a week and some days but Scourge didn’t really want anything about this to change too much. He felt his head, he should get some kind of water or something. \n\nSpending a good chunk of time in the kitchen, Scourge got himself a nice glass of cold water, gulping it down and searching the fridge for any real food. He had his snacks but he was a little hungrier for something hot. He was too tired, lazy and tipsy to try to make something. He wanted that stew again, but it should be saved for tomorrow when Zonic was gone off to work. Man… how was he gonna deal with that? Zonic’s work days varied in how long he’d be gone, depending on cases and if he’s at the office. Scourge wasn’t super adversed in his schedule, but with all this shit having happened, he felt as though he’d be more than frustrated about not having the cop around. No, that was the alcohol talking, the neediness from being such a horny individual… He grumbled, hearing Zonic come out of the bathroom.\n\n“Just… fuckin go to sleep on the couch.” He whispered to himself. As nice of a night this turned out to be, Scourge had enough sense to make decisions he wouldn’t regret. The wavering drunkeness wasn’t much of an excuse but Zonic wouldn’t know that. He wanted to be next to him but he also didn’t. He couldn’t believe he did what he did, but he didn’t regret it. Two times today he got a chance to relieve himself, two times today he initiated something he usually would be so against. What the fuck was happening to him? He rubbed his eyes, he needed to sleep, he was tired and it was bordering midnight. He set the cup down, trudging towards the living room and stared at the couch. He sat on it, pushed the raunchy DVD off and laid down. He frowned, the bed was cold… Whatever. \n\nHe closed his eyes, attempting to sleep when he wasn’t -sleepy-, only exhausted, was really difficult. He kept thinking about the good and bad times he’d had in recent months. Of course those moments with Zonic were… well, okay, but that didn’t warrant them to be something to continuously seek. \n\n‘Sleep with me’ rang in his ears. He wanted to, but he didn’t. He was so stuck in between what his dick wanted and what his mind pleaded for. Normalcy, he couldn’t have that if he was letting Zonic touch him in places that weren’t supposed to be touch by a guy. He couldn’t be himself if he allowed this to go any further than what it was. He growled, feeling gross all over again. His dick was still sticky and gross but he felt no need to get up and shower. He didn’t want to smell like Zonic but he also didn’t mind. This confusion tore at him, and sleeping felt impossible. He opened his eyes, glaring at the ceiling. The lights were still on. He got up and shut them off, pacing till he came to the couch and laid down again. He needed, to fuckin think like he used to. \n\nThat was his decision. He wasn’t gonna allow this to keep up anymore. He was gonna stop there here and now. His last excuse was a safe one, alcohol. He had to fight back, not allow this to consume him so much. He didn’t like boys… he wasn’t into them and Zonic was no exception. He just got like this because he hadn’t had a good time in so long… It was all a selfish reason why he went ahead with it, not because he get all wide-eyed at the idea of fuckin a cop or another Sonic. It was all just so -he- himself could feel good. There was no other desire behind it, even with those moans dancing around in his head, Zonic’s needy tone not too long ago pressing for him to come to the room, he had to resist. \n\nIt was difficult, he’d almost gotten up to join the other, but he declined. He stayed in that bed, gripping the sheets and laid awake with wide eyes. He was so tired, just not sleepy. He remained awake for what felt like the whole night but just a few hours of serious contemplation. He gulped, trying his best to allow slumber to take hold but it came when he least expected it. The last thing he heard was birds outside the window, a bit of sun seeping into the living room through closed curtains. He couldn’t remember if he went to bed before or after sunrise, not like it mattered. He wouldn’t see Zonic leave the house, which was probably a plus in his book now. That was that, today began his resistance. He wasn’t gonna give in. [/color]\n\n[center][b]TBC...[/b][/center]","writing_bbcode_parsed":"
CHAPTER XIII


He didn't resist being pulled muzzle first into the other hog's crotch. Of course he didn't resist. Because the truth was, he wanted this. And Scourge's heat as well as the position they were in sent shivers down his spine. His ears were flat on his head in obvious submission and his muzzle was red by now. Not just from the alcohol. Why was he against this again? He knew he had a reason somewhere it was just... that he couldn't recall it at all right now. Maybe the alcohol was just playing tricks on him. He should stop thinking altogether.

Instead he was gonna get rid of this annoying fabric that kept him from touching Scourge directly. So he opened his mouth, taking a hold of the zipper with his teeth. It was hard to move like this but he just trusted in Scourge allowing him to move his head back enough to pull that stupid zipper down. Other than that he didn't mind the hand on the back of his head at all.

Scourge's dirty talk wasn't helping to bring Zonic's mind back to reason either. He made a small noise as he opened his mouth again. His tongue pressing flat against Scourge's growing erection. Part of him was almost hoping Scourge would stand by his word and just stick it into his mouth. Alas the hedgehog's arousal was still partially hidden in its pouch, so Zonic could only lick its head and whatever he could reach inside the pouch. It wasn't enough.

To his delight it didn't take Scourge long to get fully hard. He opened his eyes to look up at the other. He wanted to see his face. Last time Scourge had been covering his face with his arms and he didn't look too happy either. But this time... This time he wanted this and he was drunk. So his expression was much more honest.

Zonic watched closely while opening his mouth wide and running his tongue up the other's shaft. "It's all open now, your highness." Now this was definitely the alcohol talking. There was a teasing tone in his voice but it didn't change the -words- he said, and most of all, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He wanted more of this. Again he found himself thinking he should either drink much more regularly, or never again at all.

The struggle to unzip the pants with teeth alone was a little entertaining to watch. Zonic melted right into his lap, eagerly opening up Scourge’s pants and licking the moment he saw some fur beneath the fabric. There was no fight in the cop, no disagreements… he loved that, but also wondered how it’d be if there was some resistance. Part of him wanted Zonic to back away or refuse… just to know what it felt like to force it on him. Why did such dark thoughts come up like that? Just a moment ago, he was being complimented on how merciful he acted even though he had the best chance to fuck poor Zonic raw without any mercy whatsoever. He just,... couldn’t get it out of his head. Maybe it was due to the mistreatment still and he just wanted to feel that overbearing power the others were so drunkenly addicted to, or maybe he just knew Zonic was the perfect candidate for dubious consent… He couldn’t really tell with his mind all wishy washy, and now he was rolling his eyes back, leaning back into the bench and tilting his head back enough to see the 90 degree angled street behind him.

“Hmph…. “ He began with low growls, his hand loosened its grip on Zonic’s head and began to pet him just a bit. With his hand traveling from the back quills to the top of his head, it rubbed over Zonic’s lowered ears. “Keep callin’ me that… I’ll fuck your throat raw…” He huffed. Alcohol truly was a gift. There was no disgust or guilt to hold back his reactions, no sober sense to be guarded or reluctant. He wanted this so he got it and there was no reason to hide behind excuses, at least for now. He couldn’t believe how nice and warm that tongue was against the cold air around him. He relaxed, his other arm laying across the top of the bench. He felt like he could sit here all day, enjoying this little treat.

Scourge felt the need to look around, just for a moment to see if anyone was around. He didn’t catch any glimpses of anyone but Chaos, he sort of wished there was some threat snooping around just a lil bit. He looked back down at the other, noticing their eyes met… What was that? This ‘connection’ they shared for a second. He could tell Zonic was looking up just to see how he was reacting and Scourge looked down just to catch a glimpse of that face.. He was able to fill in the blanks now, no more wondering what that face looked like with his mouth so full. It was better than he imagined. Returning the favor from Zonic’s earlier actions, Scourge’s fingers began to scratch just behind the ears. He played with them, thumbing the insides and rubbing the side of Zonic’s face as if to reward a puppy for doing a good job. This felt like it’d be taken a lil slow, but he was fine with that. No need to rush a good scenario like this one.

He wanted to tease him more with words, but the feeling of being licked was best to focus on rather than distract himself with things to say. He closed his eyes, lifting his hips a little, hoping to get more of it inside. Even with his mind and body completely zeroed in on the service the cop was giving, his ears flicked here and there for any noises around them. He had to listen out for any movement or possible onlookers. It was difficult though, not like he cared if they were caught, but for Zonic’s sake he had to make sure they weren’t. Something about Zonic being found out by his teammates or something along those lines. If the cop was in trouble, so was he.

His hands were placed on either side of Zonic’s head, nails lightly scratching the fur underneath and then gripping what they could. It wasn’t too hard, just enough to firmly hold Zonic’s head and control the how far down his head went. When Scourge’s dick was emerged within the other’s mouth, tip past his teeth and shaft wedged in, Scourge pulled Zonic’s head down some, hoping to get more of himself inside.

“Ya might… hnn… choke but, I’m sure your gag reflex isn’t too bad, huh?” His gasps were quiet. He began to sweat just a little bit. The jacket he had on needed to come off, but he’d live. “I’m gonna fuck your mouth… prepare yourself, Blue…” He wasn’t about to shove his way in fully just yet. There was still so much time left.

Zonic couldn't help reacting the way he did. He felt dizzy. His face was hot and Scourge's taste and scent were everywhere. So while sucking the other's tip into his mouth slowly and gently he couldn't hold back a small pleased noise. He even got one of his questions answered. And yes, his ears were very sensitive, just like Scourge's. In response to being scratched an pet so gently he shivered and moaned quietly. They were still outdoors. He couldn't be louder than this. Instead he purred.

Of course he wasn't a cat so his purr wasn't as steady or strong, but it was there. It was there as he took Scourge deeper, making his throat vibrate softly around the hot meat he was swallowing. His own body was getting hotter by the second. Scourge's face only made him feel it more. This time he was into it. This time he was looking back at him. It felt so much better this way. It was slower too.

Scourge's hands seemed to be everywhere. Pulling him closer, petting him gently. Scourge was no monster. Even as Zonic was pulled closer to the point where his gag reflex was triggered, it still felt good. He didn't have that much of a gag reflex to begin with. Probably thanks to his love of eating chilidogs as fast as possible. It still made his eyey tear up and he closed them. Concentrating on his throat.

Oh he was so going to regret this tomorrow. He was gonna be hungover and have sore hips and a sore throat. The day was going to be an adventure. Not that he cared right now. He'd care tomorrow. For now he wanted more of this. Alcohol only made all of it easier. It made him care less about where they were. It also made him much less ashamed for his own body's reaction to it all. He didn't know if it was normal or not to get horny from sucking another guy's dick. But it sure as hell did it for him. There was just something about Scourge's little gasps and the way his voice sounded just a little deeper when he spoke that really got him. And of course his words, too.

Not that he had enough knowledge or experience to know what Scourge's words really meant. But he was sure he was gonna find out soon enough.

The cop was so into it 100 percent. It could be felt, especially when the purring kicked in. Scourge reacted, shivering from the low vibrations of Zonic’s throat. Having his cock submerged in such a narrow hole. He let his guard down completely for a second, jutting his hips outward again as his ears folded back. He kept Zonic’s head down, the bottom part of his shaft was still exposed, he gave the other at least a little bit of room. He could cum pretty soon if he really wanted, but lifted the blue hog’s head up so that his length was completely free of that  glorious mouth. He took a minute to breathe, looking around again to recollect himself and make sure there were no people around.

When the coast was clear, he turned back to his servant, pressing his head right back down on his dick. He made sure Zonic was all the way down, held in place for a good five seconds before pulling his head up. He gained control over how often Zonic would bob his head, or how long he’d be balls deep.

“Fuck… fuck.” He panted, trying to make this last. He had to pull Zonic’s head back up again, letting go of him to take a breather. He wanted to be way more rough, but that’d definitely mean they’d finish up pretty soon. The neighborhood was still quiet, there was so much more they could do… He decided against going all out, pulling off his jacket since it had gotten so hot. The next course of action was merely just a position change. Scourge got off the bench, pushing Zonic down to lay on the grass below him. His first instinct was to kiss those puffy lips, ravage what he could just to show him who was boss. Scourge made out with the cop, grazing his signature teeth along those already bruised and scarred lips. He couldn’t help but mark him a few more times. The taste of himself didn’t phase him at all, just made him feel all the more hotter.

Scourge broke the kiss and gave Zonic a quick grin before crawling forward. His knees now on the sides of Zonic’s head, careful not to press down on any of his spines. With this position he could thrust as hard as he wanted to. It wasn’t the safest bet, but it damn sure turned him on even more. He reached down to make sure Zonic’s mouth was wide open, lowering his hips so his dick fit perfectly inside.

“I told you to prepare yourself…” He muttered, beginning to ride the other’s face. He was slow with his thrusts at first, not too cruel to pound the life out of Zonic already. His inner thighs lay flush against Zonic’s cheeks but didn’t squeeze down to add pressure. This was the first time Scourge tried out such a position, but judging by the way it was going, this could actually end pretty well. He lifted his lower half in the air, his chest barely touching the top of the other’s head as his hands gripped a handful of blue spines. His thrusts got a bit faster the more Zonic got into it. The easier it was to slide the rest of himself in, the more confident he felt to move just a smidge faster. He had his eyes closed, body making slight convulsions over the intense pleasure riding throughout him. The grinding against the cop’s face, legs clamping against the other’s skull each time a surge of ecstasy shot through his spine, it was so good.

“You have.. The best fuckin mouth…” He whined, “Suck harder, Blue” He wanted more, he knew the cop could do a better job. His climax was close, he could feel himself getting ready to pump a heaping pile of goo straight down that narrow throat. He wanted him to swallow it all just like the first time. “This is… all you’re good for. Just a nice lil sex toy for me. Every time you come home… I’ll fuck you senseless~ You want that?” He asked, though it was obviously rhetorical. His thrusts became sporadic, no rhythm or rhyme to how fast or hard he pushed on. The sounds Scourge made were getting louder, he forgot they were outside, in dangerous territory where any ol’ joe could come outside and see a hedgehog face fucking another. He stopped caring, let them see. He wanted this to be the perfect orgasm. “So fuckin’... cl-close… fuck!” He cried, his thrusts slowed down, riding up to his breaking point. His hips practically dragged along Zonic’s face, He didn’t want to cum but he needed it, ached for it in the best possible way. If only this could last so much longer.

“Ri-Right… there-- Hn!” Scourge’s eyes were rolled back, his voice louder than it needed to be as his fingers tightened around the spines he held captivated. His hips bucked against Zonic’s face, convulsing from the intense orgasm. His cum shot out, possibly filling Zonic’s mouth, with some spewing out of the corners. He kept moving till it was too sensitive to continue. He whined, pulling out and flipping over to lay on his back beside the cop. His legs twisted together, the afterglow was so … fuckin’ good. He began to laugh, a little shaky from his body still comin’ down from the high but man was that perfect. “You cum guzzling slut...Damn!”

Having Scourge move his hips was much much hotter than just having him sit there. Just like this morning it felt like he was doing something just right. Like the other actively wanted him. Desired him or at least the touch of his mouth. It wasn't easy to not choke with scourge moving him as he wanted but he was gentle still.

And by the time Scourge started cursing his gag reflex was completely forgotten. He'd completely forgotten where they were. Whenever he was granted a break his eyes were on Scourge. He watched the green hog strip out of his jacket. Why were they stopping? He wanted to continue. But he got what he wanted quickly as he was pushed into the grass and Scourge kissed him. He was more than willing to return the kiss. Instinctively wrapping his arms around the other's neck. He didn't mind his lips and tongue getting cut again. He didn't mind being marked.

He whined as the kiss was broken but he got something equally good in return. Or maybe it was even a little better. The view from below was definitely making his blood boil as Scourge knelt over his face. He wasn't ready at all. He was ready to swallow Scourge whole again, what he wasn't ready for were Scourge's noises and the way this position felt. It was different. He didn't have to strain his eyes to look up to scourge anymore, he just had to open them. His head was completely trapped between thighs and by fingers grabbing his spines. He couldn't move even a little. What he could still do was suck, rubbing his tongue against the hard shaft that was moving in and out of his throat completely out of his control. By now tears were running out of his eyes freely.

Not that he minded. And then Scourge started talking again. His ears twitched, showing that he was listening. He didn't just listen. He sucked up the words like a sponge, and complied where he could. Sucking harder, or moaning in response. He pictured it in his head. Coming home to be fucked senseless. And in his already clouded and drunk mind it sounded like heaven. Not that it was practical but he didn't think about that part right now.

Zonic pressed one hand into his own heated crotch. Even through the Pants' fabric he could feel how hot and hard he was. He could feel Scourge twitch inside his throat and started making a swallowing motion before he could feel the hot seed filling his mouth and throat. His eyes rolled back and closed and if his mouth hadn't been so damn full he'd been moaning too.

Scourge tasted a little better than last time. Maybe it was just the alcohol making him think that. Or maybe it was because it hadn't been so damn pent up. Still it was a lot and swallowing it all wasn't easy. So when Scourge vanished from on top of him he turned to the side and coughed, wiping the corners of his mouth with slightly trembling fingers.

Not that he was in any mood to be thorough at cleaning his face right now, instead he relaxed back into the grass, trying to normalise his breathing. His lungs were hurting from the lack of oxygen. But it wasn't too bad. Only now he noticed how sticky the inside of his own pants felt and he prayed to chaos that Scourge didn't notice. He'd never hear the end of it.

"Were you trying to drown me?" He croaked, licking his lips and then his fingers that still had some of Scourge's cum on them, clean. His throat was sore and talking wasn't as easy as he'd like it to be but he didn't feel bad. The opposite actually. His whole body felt like it was buzzing. It was warm and heavy.

“You took it like a champ… I see no problem here.” he was still grinning like a dork. This morning was just the first taste of feeling good about sex again. This helped it even further. Scourge was completely void of those horrid memories for now, basking in the light of what just happened, feeling -good- about how it all just went down. He felt liberated, like he’d found some kind of goldmine that had been under his nose the whole time. This was what he missed the most, just feeling good about wanting to feel good. With such a surge of pleasure and thrill, he was almost… happy again. Scourge took a while before he sat up, his spines felt so messy from rolling a little in the grass, his frizzled look also aided by that intense face fuck. He shivered once more, spines returning to their relaxed state as he looked over at his companion. Scourge was wavering somewhat, still tipsy but a little less clouded.

“What a goddamn mess you’ve become... “ He leaned over the cop and looked down at his the bulge in between his legs. “Did you cum from that?... You didn’t even need to be stimulated if that’s the case.” He wanted to kiss again, but the thought of tasting his own cum kept him from lowering himself any further. Maybe another beer could sway him into it, but for now, this distance was fine. His hand glided over Zonic’s crotch lightly, his fingers barely touching the hump underneath. “I swear if you came from just getting your face pounded... “ He blushed, that was… really hot to him. Zonic’s sensitivity to being handled so roughly really got to him.

If he could recall, Fiona wasn’t this easy. She was just as domineering as he was, sometimes taking the upper hand to ride him. She took matters into her own hands and lasted pretty long. He could remember their sessions took so much time, multiple rounds if they were able, it was two people with very similar stamina levels. But this here was so new, so endearing to the point that Scourge was super curious what the mess inside of Zonic’s pants looked like. He could still deny that anything that dealt with another man’s dick was hot or sexy, but his curiosity got the better of him. Again, the alcohol took control, not him. Sober!Scourge wouldn’t be caught dead doing this.

He unzipped Zonic’s pants, not breaking eye contact with the cop and slithered his hand inside. He felt that hot appendage, his fingers had come into contact with the white mess. He felt himself grin, rubbing the shaft just a bit more.

“Is that all like… precum or... “ He was still a little breathy, having this body under him so powerless to whatever Scourge did next. Zonic just never fought back. His inexperience to this whole ordeal was what made it so goddamn hot. “You didn’t even need me to finger you…” He squeezed the head, knowing it was probably at its most sensitive. “You didn’t need me to fuck you either… damn.” He chuckled, pulling his hand from under and out of the fabric. He looked away finally, feeling his face heat up a little too much. Was this attraction or just embarrassment? He felt like he just ruled over the blue hog… he had so much power to get him off without stimulating him too much. This was a special kind of case, maybe just this one scenario it was okay to engage with another guy… none were as sensitive as this and it really got to him. It made him feel like he was the best fuck among them all. “I … I hate how hot that is… fuck you.” He wiped his hand on the grass, pulling his pants up and stood up. His legs were so damn shaky, that orgasm made him so tired. This was a problem, he wanted to do this again, and again, till there was nothing left to shoot. He felt himself frown. How would he stop himself tomorrow or the day after that? With such a good bottom… he was gonna lose his self control even while sober.

Zonic cringed at Scourge's question but he didn't have time to deny it before there were fingers on his overly sensitive crotch. His body tensed up and grabbed Scourge's wrist. Not that he stopped his hand from moving. More than that he just wanted to hold onto something. "No... don't touch. Scourge." Of course the other didn't listen and his zipper was opened.

Zonic let go of the others' wrist and used his hands instead to cover his face with them. This was mortifying even though he was still drunk. "No... shut up. It's not... It's not that mhhha!" Scourge's fingers were running over his most sensitive parts and it made his body tremble. He pulled up his legs as if it'd protect his overly sensitive body. Scourge actually gripping his tip made him yelp and he quickly pressed his hands on his mouth.

Zonic rolled over to the side pressing his arms between his legs, just in case Scourge got any more funny ideas. "I didn't... cum because your dick is just -that- great you know?" he grumbled. Sitting up after Scourge had gotten up himself. "It's the...way your voice sounds... and the things you -say-." Getting back to his feet was almost impossible. His entire body was made from jelly. He just wanted to sleep on the grass. For now he closed his pants, mildly disgusted by the sticky feeling. Then he opened the last can of beer. He didn't want to get more drunk than he already was but he wanted to wash that taste out of his mouth So he did. He emptied half the can and pushed himself off the bench. Walking the few steps that had him separated from Scourge. He pushed the can into the other hog's hand and got close enough to him for their noses to nearly touch.

He was a little taller than Scourge. Probably due to his better posture, but it was still nice. "Everything about your mouth is hot." He said quietly, cupping Scourge's cheek with his hand, running one thumb over the soft peach fur. "Your teeth, the stuff you say... You must be a very convincing king." By the end of the sentence he was so close to scourge that his lips were brushing over Scourge's as he spoke and then he kissed him. It was nowhere as chaste and innocent as his first few kisses had been, but it lacked the impatience and force of Scourge's kisses. He was gentle and slow but that didn't mean that the kiss was any less intense. Zonic didn't know. This was still new. He was acting on intuition and gut feelings, so he didn't know. He didn't know that this was too close to a lover's kiss.

And because he didn't know he didn't care. Instead he wrapped his arms around Scourge's neck loosely, fingers running through his spines. Even though the kiss was slow he was breathless after parting it. "I'm really, really drunk right now." He chuckled, leaning against Scourge. His voice was awfully hoarse and there was a good chance it wouldn't recover completely until tomorrow. For now he just wanted more of that body heat. "Sleep with me..." He mumbled. "I mean... instead of the couch... sleep on the bed tonight. Because I'm drunk, and you're warm." He felt so needy. This was definitely the alcohol talking. He wasn't a huggy or cuddly person usually. This was exactly why he didn't drink. His personality changed. He did embarrassing stuff. He would regret this tomorrow unless Scourge was merciful enough to act like it didn't happen.

For now he wanted to be spoiled. His entire body was aching and screaming for rest, and tomorrow morning his head was gonna be screaming at him too. It was fine to act spoiled now. While he was lost in thought he trailed kisses along Scourge's chin and cheek. he wanted to kiss his neck but the collar was stopping him. "Let's go home?" He mumbled. "We can come out here again. Or somewhere else if you want... I'll buy you a hoodie. But I'm tired. I can't stand for much longer and I really don't want to sleep in the park."

He was positive scourge wasn't too fit anymore either. They both needed rest. And he wanted nothing more than to fall into his soft bed and sleep.

By that time, Scourge was pulling the mask up just enough to nearly cover his mouth. Zonic confessing what really threw him over the edge gave him second thoughts about covering it up. He lowered the mask, turning to the topsy turvy cop and raised a brow.

“My mouth? Heh… I was always told it’s my worst asset.” He joked. The distance between them quickly faded, with Zonic closing in rather quickly, handing off his unfinished beer can and edging in as close as he could. Scourge didn’t get -how- the other hog was slightly taller. Hell, they were the same guy from differing universes. He wanted to frown and shove the drunken boy off, but he couldn’t. The smell of alcohol and cum filled his nose, slightly unsettling given the fact that it was -his- and he was very close to tasting it. Scourge had enough sense in his mind to press a hand on zonic’s chest to push the other back just enough but the kiss came anyways. He clamped his eyes shut tightly, the mixture of beer and semen was a really weird taste, but he loosened up in the shoulders. It was… a really nice kiss.

The beer can fell right out of his hands, the last remaining contents inside spilled out over the grass. He felt the need to clasp onto the cop, his hands on Zonic’s hips and soon rubbing over his tail. That was another spot he’d have to explore… He gulped, giving off a small cough once the kiss was broken.

“Y-Yeah, i can -really- tell.” He frowned, tilting his head away. They were hugging, cuddling in a rather awkward way and Scourge was coming back to his senses. His ears perked up at the sound of someone not too far away--

“You damn kids better not be littering in our park! Pick up that can!” Some elder man, passing by with his wife may have caught sight of the rather passionate smooch. “We keep our parks clean and these -kids- have no sense of cleanliness! No respect for nature!” He vented as him and his companion slowly moved along. Scourge grumbled, yeah they needed to go. How intense that would’ve been if the old couple caught sight of them fucking…

“Alright, loverboy, you gotta start walkin, otherwise we’re gonna stay here.” He had to separate himself from Zonic, pushing him off in his own ‘gentle’ way. Zonic didn’t fall, as Scourge’s push was strong enough to get his arms off his neck but Zonic was held up -just- by the arm so he wouldn’t lose balance. He kept his hand gripping the other’s wrist and lead the way to their grocery bag of snacks. He grabbed the remainder beer cans that were still filled, looking at the one that had fallen. He didn’t -want- to be a good citizen and get it, but Zonic was too drunk to act on his ‘good boy’ instincts. He rolled his eyes, picking up the can and tossed it in the trash.

Limping from the park and onto the sidewalk, Scourge lead them both back toward the house. Finding the house wasn’t hard, it was pretty damn straight forward as far as directions went. That house party was still goin, but it seemed like the police were present due to a possible complaint… His ears laid back for a moment, shit… He looked back at Zonic, wrapping an arm around the others waist and limped faster towards the front door of the house.

“Your buddies might be over there, open the damn door already…!” His voice was panicked. He was still a little tipsy but also coherent enough to know this was not the safest situation.

Zonic frowned after the old people who interrupted him. How annoying. But at least they were going home now. Limping home, was more like it. Not that he cared. The alcohol was in full effect now and all he cared about was the Hedgehog next to him. It was a good thing that Scourge knew the way because Zonic just didn't care anymore. What did it matter anyway? Only the panic in Scourge's voice got him back into reality and he fumbled around with his keys, it took a moment but he got the door open and they stumbled inside. The door, thankfully, fell shut on its own.

"Old people are awful, aren't they. They just nag and nag and nag." He complained halfheartedly while trying not to fall as he kicked off his shoes. "Officer, my neighbours aren't separating the trash properly. Officer, something awful happened to my niece she hasn't replied to my text in over 10 minutes. Officer, kids are littering in our park. Awful. I didn't become a cop to entertain bored elderly folks." He grumbled. He never complained about his job. He loved his job. This alone was evidence to how drunk he was.

After scourge, too, had gotten rid of his shoes, Zonic had managed to get back up. He had to wash. He wanted to sleep. But the only thing he cared about was Scourge right now. He hooked a finger under the other's mask and pulled it off. His entire face spelled 'drunk'. The green of his eyes was darker, pupils blown wide and there was a persistent blush on his cheeks. "Next time I wanna get drunk... tell me no." He wanted to touch scourge more. He wanted to kiss him again. He wanted to peel those clothes off of him. Who cared about work tomorrow anyway. Sleep was entirely overrated.

Still, he let his hand sink and took a step back. "I'm... I need to..." Get away. Stop thinking like that. Go to sleep. Any of those things were fine. He forced himself to stagger to the bathroom. Zector had told him once that alcohol made people look more beautiful. Now he knew it was true. Scourge -really- wasn't what he'd think of as 'beautiful' usually. Usually. The bathroom's door fell shut behind him and he struggled his way out of these clothes. He needed to wash. Brush his teeth. Anything to change to focus of his thoughts.

After about 10 minutes he felt clean again and walked to his bedroom door, hoping to find Scourge inside. If not, he told himself, he wouldn't push the matter. But he couldn't help but feel hopeful. He just had to keep his hands to himself if Scourge decided to share the bed with him. That couldn't be too hard.

Getting inside felt like a relief. Scourge was now back to being lax, taking off his shoes and jacket. He could definitely believe that those ‘close calls’ were just perfect timing for them. He didn’t really have much doubt in his mind that they’d be safe, but the last minute thrills were just icing on the cake. He looked up, Zonic was suddenly in his face, wasn’t he just complaining about old folks?? He furrowed his brows, the vale of lust was leaving him, the closeness was a little uncomfortable again but he didn’t push away this time. He welcomed any kiss that might happen, kinda wanted to be mindlessly smooched all over if he could have that, but of course he kept that to himself.

Zonic was trying to hold back, even while drunk the man had his morals intact, save for his complaints over people he helped, but with the cop stumble across the way to the bathroom. It was weird, but he appreciated it regardless if that’d be left in his thoughts only. Zonic could’ve kissed him, pressed him up against the wall and touched him all over, but he showed restraint. Something about that just made an odd feeling flourish in his gut. He looked down at the floor… Jeez. Of course something like that got to him… he hated that such a tiny thing made him feel even more attached?? Was he attached? No, he couldn’t be. It had been maybe a week and some days but Scourge didn’t really want anything about this to change too much. He felt his head, he should get some kind of water or something.

Spending a good chunk of time in the kitchen, Scourge got himself a nice glass of cold water, gulping it down and searching the fridge for any real food. He had his snacks but he was a little hungrier for something hot. He was too tired, lazy and tipsy to try to make something. He wanted that stew again, but it should be saved for tomorrow when Zonic was gone off to work. Man… how was he gonna deal with that? Zonic’s work days varied in how long he’d be gone, depending on cases and if he’s at the office. Scourge wasn’t super adversed in his schedule, but with all this shit having happened, he felt as though he’d be more than frustrated about not having the cop around. No, that was the alcohol talking, the neediness from being such a horny individual… He grumbled, hearing Zonic come out of the bathroom.

“Just… fuckin go to sleep on the couch.” He whispered to himself. As nice of a night this turned out to be, Scourge had enough sense to make decisions he wouldn’t regret. The wavering drunkeness wasn’t much of an excuse but Zonic wouldn’t know that. He wanted to be next to him but he also didn’t. He couldn’t believe he did what he did, but he didn’t regret it. Two times today he got a chance to relieve himself, two times today he initiated something he usually would be so against. What the fuck was happening to him? He rubbed his eyes, he needed to sleep, he was tired and it was bordering midnight. He set the cup down, trudging towards the living room and stared at the couch. He sat on it, pushed the raunchy DVD off and laid down. He frowned, the bed was cold… Whatever.

He closed his eyes, attempting to sleep when he wasn’t -sleepy-, only exhausted, was really difficult. He kept thinking about the good and bad times he’d had in recent months. Of course those moments with Zonic were… well, okay, but that didn’t warrant them to be something to continuously seek.

‘Sleep with me’ rang in his ears. He wanted to, but he didn’t. He was so stuck in between what his dick wanted and what his mind pleaded for. Normalcy, he couldn’t have that if he was letting Zonic touch him in places that weren’t supposed to be touch by a guy. He couldn’t be himself if he allowed this to go any further than what it was. He growled, feeling gross all over again. His dick was still sticky and gross but he felt no need to get up and shower. He didn’t want to smell like Zonic but he also didn’t mind. This confusion tore at him, and sleeping felt impossible. He opened his eyes, glaring at the ceiling. The lights were still on. He got up and shut them off, pacing till he came to the couch and laid down again. He needed, to fuckin think like he used to.

That was his decision. He wasn’t gonna allow this to keep up anymore. He was gonna stop there here and now. His last excuse was a safe one, alcohol. He had to fight back, not allow this to consume him so much. He didn’t like boys… he wasn’t into them and Zonic was no exception. He just got like this because he hadn’t had a good time in so long… It was all a selfish reason why he went ahead with it, not because he get all wide-eyed at the idea of fuckin a cop or another Sonic. It was all just so -he- himself could feel good. There was no other desire behind it, even with those moans dancing around in his head, Zonic’s needy tone not too long ago pressing for him to come to the room, he had to resist.

It was difficult, he’d almost gotten up to join the other, but he declined. He stayed in that bed, gripping the sheets and laid awake with wide eyes. He was so tired, just not sleepy. He remained awake for what felt like the whole night but just a few hours of serious contemplation. He gulped, trying his best to allow slumber to take hold but it came when he least expected it. The last thing he heard was birds outside the window, a bit of sun seeping into the living room through closed curtains. He couldn’t remember if he went to bed before or after sunrise, not like it mattered. He wouldn’t see Zonic leave the house, which was probably a plus in his book now. That was that, today began his resistance. He wasn’t gonna give in.

TBC...
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