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It took him another two minutes to get into the shower. He was a wreck. In the shower he rubbed his legs, trying to get them to work again. Even worse he had to clean himself out... again. Condoms, he reminded himself, he needed to buy condoms if this was gonna happen again. His hole was so goddamn sore so touching it with his fingers made him whine quietly. Still that stuff had to come out. At least it was reasonably easy to spread himself open again.\n\nStill it took him ten minutes to clean himself out properly. In the meantime the running water had washed the blood and half dried cum washed out of his fur. Drying himself was just another hard task waiting for him. He was half tempted to just stay in here until Dr. Prower was gone. There was no way he looked presentable. And after he'd finally gotten up on his legs again to dry himself, a look into the mirror confirmed that thought. While he'd thought he looked bad after that time in the kitchen, this was a whole other level of looking bad. There were faint bruises around his throat which, he was sure, would become much more vibrant come tomorrow.\n\nThen of course there was the bite on his neck and shoulder that just made it look like he'd been mauled by a wild dog. Also of course there was the fact that he could hardly support his own weight on his usually so strong legs. Still, somehow he managed to get dressed, counting on the doctor's innocent nature to hide what'd just happened in this house.[/color]\n\n[color=#ce5c00]Dr. Ziles Prower, in the meantime stared at someone who was definitely -not- Zonic. Moreover, he looked dangerous and nervous as if he'd just committed a crime. \"Yes. I'm Dr. Ziles Prower. And you are? The person who's leg I'm suppose to look at? Since my assistant told me that it's not Zonic himself who needs my help?\" He looked the green hedgehog up and down. There was an uncanny similarity between this one and Zonic. \"I assume you're... related?\" He asked, obviously suspicious about the stranger's identity.\n\nEspecially since it had taken an unnaturally long time for someone to open the door. As a cop naturally Zonic had many enemies, so the fox found himself worrying. He could hear the shower running though and it would be very rude to just assume things. Maybe the green, very dangerous looking hedgehog with shark teeth was just a bit shy and nervous. Ziles smiled. \"Alright let's go inside maybe, I'll look at your leg. You shouldn't even be up and standing if you need a brace on your leg, you know? Is that why it took so long to open the door?\" He inquired as he stepped into the house. At least there were no huge blood splatters anywhere so he could probably relax.[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]By the time Zonic exited the bathroom Scourge and the doctor were in the living room. On the couch. (Much to Dr. Prower's unhappiness because someone with a leg in that bad of a condition should be in -bed- but he'd been told the couch was fine...five times... very adamantly.)\n\n\"Hello Doctor.\" Zonic greeted the fox with a small smile, leaning against the wall as casually as possible. \"I see you've already met Scourge. How does his leg look?\"\n\nZiles looked up clearly relieved to see the cop alive, even though he looked a bit... unwell. Probably stress at work. The kit was just glad that his fear of Scourge being a dangerous criminal didn't turn out to be right. \"It's looking awful, Officer. His femur is fractured in two places, both are already healing but... not well. There is an internal inflammation and possibly an infection of the tissue around the fractures, too. You should have called me weeks ago.\" He scolded the blue hedgehog and watched him look away guiltily.\n\n\"Well uhm... can you-\"\n\"Of course I can.\" Ziles sighed opening his little silver suitcase to place the device he'd used to scan Scourge's leg back into it. His own invention, obviously. He was very proud of it. Instead he pulled out a syringe and a little brown bottle. \"These are antibiotics it's gonna sting. Afterwards you get a brace and antibiotic pills and it will probably heal much faster than it has until now. -However- only if you keep your feet still. That means, Zonic, someone should be home to take care of your cousin. If you want I can give you the phone number of a very good home-care-service. I know few of the nurses and they are all very capable.\" He offered, knowing that Zonic was very busy.\n\n\"That won't be necessary. I have to use up at least some of my year's holiday, Boss's orders.\" Zonic said with half a grin and a shrug. Oh he wanted to sit on that couch so badly but the second he left the wall's support he felt he would crumble again, so he was forced to stay where he was.\n\nHe watched from afar as Dr. Prower pushed the needle into one of the most bruised parts of Scourge's leg. That looked unnecessarily painful but the doctor knew what he was doing. Next the leg was bandaged and braced.\n\n\"Well then. No walking if you can avoid it. Make your cousin spoil and pamper you. And next time something like this happens don't wait for a month before you call me please? This could have already healed.\" He couldn't help but scold again. Zonic was always a bit on the reckless side.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Dr. Prower was obviously no idiot. He seemed to be suspicious and he had every reason to be. Scourge cursed himself from being so awkward with words, and normally he was great with lying! Still, he managed to laugh and respond accordingly. Going along with Zonic’s ‘cousin’ story to hopefully win the other’s trust over, but with Zonic not being around, he got a bit tense. Scourge knew he didn’t -look- like a friendly guy, and with ruffled spines that stood up, his tired, almost bloodshot eyes, his bent posture and slightly red teeth from biting the cop so much, he probably looked like a mental health patient for the criminally insane that had somehow gotten loose. \n\n“Y-Yeah, that’s me. I’m uh… Zonic’s cousin…” He felt -so- wrong saying that, especially after they just fucked like wild animals a mere second ago. It actually made him feel a bit worse than he usually did after coming back to his senses. He moved out of the way, allowing the doctor in as he limped over to the couch and sat down. Shit, the couch was a pretty weird mess, but nothing too out of the ordinary. Good thing they did take it to the bedroom, otherwise Dr. Prower might’ve heard Zonic’s last orgasmic scream… How.. awkward yet insanely thrilling that’d have been. \n\nSitting down, Scourge felt his body almost collapse right there on the couch. He was so goddamn tired, and every muscle in his body was now obviously aching. It must’ve showed that he was suddenly really tired as his eyes were half closed for a moment. He opened that up, leaning over to pull up the fabric on his leg. He winced from the pain, thanking every deity that he didnt have to remove his pants to let the doc see it. He never actually looked at his leg, the way it sort of looked mangled, and the bruises were far worse now since his fight with Zonic. He really didn’t give much of a shit about healing up properly with all the stress of everything over the last two weeks. \n\n“No, the couch is fine, really.” He kept repeating. Jeez, this doctor really wanted to go into the room, didn’t he? Why was he so pushy about it, anyways? Maybe just… eh, Scourge didn’t wanna figure it out, all he knew was that room reeked of sex and was completely off limits. He tried to move his leg when told, flinched when it was lightly touched and examined, Chaos this was shit. Still, the moment Zonic opened the door, Scourge felt a huge wave of relief. It seemed the doctor did too… What, did he think Scourge did something to him? Well…. \n\nHe was almost tempted to look back, just to see how the other looked. He knew he looked like hell but was he really as messy now since he showered? Hearing the damage to his level sort of pissed him off. One, because he was literally using a broken leg and two, Zonic did wait and it was fucked up further during their stupid fight. No wonder he’d been so… immobile. It was that moment, Scourge -really- missed running. \n\nSeeing that giant fuckin needle made Scourge tense up. His eyes never left it, leaning back into the couch and instinctively pulling his leg closer to himself. \n\n“Um, what the fuck…!” He couldn’t help but say when Ziles began to fill it. He felt as though he was ignored, as the needle got closer and he panicked. “What the fuck!!” He yelped, but the needle was in, he screamed, it hurt so bad. The pain was hot in his leg, the bruise reacted to being punctured and now Ziles was rubbing that spot despite it bleeding a bit. He teared up, huffing and shaking his leg as best as he could. Still, now he’d get something for his stupid leg. He gulped, looking back at Zonic with an intense frown. Being fitted for a brace was probably the best part of this experience. He sighed, leaning back into the couch as relaxed as he could. It felt better. \n\n“I’m gonna make -sure- he pampers and spoils me to the fullest. Make nooo mistake about that.” Crossing his arms, Scourge still felt himself shaking from the needle. [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic cringed, unable to defend himself against the accusations and Scourge's pained scream didn't make it better. \"I'm... really sorry. I tested if the leg was broken... And in my family we all heal pretty fast so I thought-\" He tried to defend himself but Dr.Prower cut into his sentence. \"Sometimes wounds should not be left to their own devices while healing, Officer.\" The fox said while looking at Scourge's braced leg. \"I'm sorry about the injection. Your leg is going to heal much faster now, though. Once the infection is gone you will be up and running again in no time. If you share Zonic's healing speed I'd say you'll be good to go without the brace in a week, but it'll take another two or three of taking things slowly after that.\" He said, packing his things back into the silver suitcase.\n\n\"I have to visit my next patient now. I'll come by again in one week to check on the progress.\" He smiled broadly at Scourge. \"You give me a call when your nurse isn't taking care of you properly or when there are any complications.\" He grinned and wrote Scourge his number down. Zonic linked his arms in front of his chest. \"Hey!\" He complained halfheartedly. Why was the doctor taking Scourge's side in this? The criminal had caused most of the healing delays himself by just being exceptionally stupid. But of course he couldn't tell that to Ziles. So with a mild frown he watched the Doctor wander into the hallway, trying to walk normally as he escorted him to the door. He still needed wall support though.\n\n\"I never knew you had a cousin.\" Ziles mused as he walked up to the door. \"He travels a lot. That's why he's crashing here. No other place to stay. And injured like that travelling is hard.\" \"Ah, I suppose so. Well I'll be off then. Make sure he doesn't leave the couch more than absolutely necessary, in fact, I would suggest you put him into a -bed-. Oh and here is the pills he has to take. One in the morning after breakfast with enough to drink.\" Zonic was handed a pack of antibiotics. \"And give him painkillers, too.\"\n\n\"Yeah...will do.\" He nodded and said his goodbyes to the doctor. Sighing in relief as the door closed. His posture instantly changed again and he only barely made it to the couch before he crumbled again. Instantly flinching and hissing as he touched the couch. He let himself fall to the side and pulled his legs towards his chest, pressing a hand to his lower belly with a grown. It was as if Scourge had punched a hole into him that was now internally bleeding profusely. He didn't want to move an inch. \"Is this what being impaled feels like...\" He mumbled, his eyes were closed. He just really wanted to sleep. \"Before I pass out again... need anything?\" He asked halfheartedly, hoping the answer was 'no'. He just had to ask because otherwise he felt he'd get yelled at next time he met the doctor.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]There was at least a sense of triumph over the fact Zonic was getting scolded for not being more responsible. He felt himself chuckling despite sniffling front the shot. He wiped his eyes, clearing the tears away and then moved himself to lay back on the arm of the couch with his legs up on the cushions. Good, very good that -now- he’d be able to heal better. But with them being, well, somewhat intimate some times he was sure he’d be as unmoving as the doctor wanted him to be. The alcohols effects were wearing down, he was able to think more clearly and he was definitely aware of what they had just done. \n\nThe way it was so much more intense really got to him… and he called Zonic ‘babe’...! He felt himself cringe, having hoped he would’ve been able to forget that along with the rest of the act. Still, he couldn’t deny, it was possibly the best sex he could remember. With the other two by the door, Scourge rubbed his groin and blushed. That damn afterglow could’ve lasted him for a full hour if they weren’t interrupted… he shivered, the way Zonic sounded everything was…\n\nHe quickly pulled his hand up from between his legs, looking over at the cop as he hastily crossed his arms. His pink cheeks and deepened frowned rather obvious. He relaxed, seeing how Zonic was clearly in no state to move. \n\n“Your ass should be bedridden, not me.” He chuckled, shaking his head. He was the one that did that… and even after the veil of pure lust was off, he was still proud?? He admired the way Zonic’s form was just so exhausted. The guy even -passed out- the sex was so powerful. He felt another wave of satisfaction course through him. Something he never thought he’d be prideful of given the fact that he was still very much -not- gay. \n\n“How are you gonna work tomorrow? You’re so spent I’m sure you’ll fall into a coma from how bad you look. Tsk tsk, Cop and I’m soooo hungry too.” He was joking but watching the other walk when he was clearly too burnt out was amusing. “Eh I’m fine, go to sleep though.”[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic groaned, lifting his head slightly to frown at Scourge. In one point Scourge was right. He was not going to work tomorrow. Limping and showing off some hickeys was one thing. Being in real pain whenever he got to his feet was another. He would do more damage than good if he showed up at work. At least Zally was keen on seeing him take his year's full holiday for once, anyway, so it wouldn't be too hard to make that happen.\n\nFor now he had to somehow take care of that green asshole with the shiteating grin who sat an arm's length away from him. He pushed himself up again despite his entire body screaming in agony that it wanted to stay still. Getting up on his feet made him involuntarily wimper. His ears were drooping at the discomfort but he made his way into the kitchen to heat up a plate of the pasta.\n\nMaking his way back while balancing a hot plate of pasta was harder than he liked it to be. The plate was placed next to Scourge before Zonic dropped next to it, instantly curling into a ball again. He wanted to complain about Scourge being so rough. He wanted to complain about being in a lot of pain. But he couldn't deny that he'd loved it. Oh chaos he'd loved every second of it. To the point of passing out. Something was -clearly- wrong with his brain. There was no way any normal person would like to be treated that way. Even less if that person was a cop.\n\nHis eyes closed by themselves, eyelids heavy as lead. Instead of falling asleep however he shifted his position one more time. Blindly so until the top of his head gently pressed against Scourge's healthy thigh. If he was gonna fall asleep he wanted to at least notice if the other was doing something stupid again.\n\n\"I'm throwing all the alcohol out... that stuff was disgusting.\" He mumbled more to himself than to scourge. Though he knew the Alcohol, in the end, had little to do with what happened. If anything it'd taken some doubt and nervosity away, made things easier. But that didn't mean he hadn't wanted this. \"Scourge... are you gonna blame everything on the alcohol again this time or are you finally gonna admit that you had a good time.... twice.\" He mumbled, his eyes still tightly closed. He already felt sleep pulling at his mind again. He was so tired.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]He knew he JUST told the other to go to sleep but like an obedient butler, Zonic got up anyways. Jeez, scourge didn’t feel bad at all for that as the other decided to get up on his own accord. Silly but he appreciated it nonetheless. When Zonic came back, scourge almost instantly leaned forward to eat, the pasta smelled so good, as if this was the first time he’d devour such a hefty helping. Pulling the bowl up, he blew onto the pasta and flinched when Zonic laid beside him. \n\nThis was still weird to him, everything about was still odd, but he shook it off, not feeling it was worth it to get up and yell about how gay that was. Hell, he just fucked the guy with so much force there was little to no fight left in him anymore. Scourge felt himself blushing again, distracting himself by eating a large spoonful of pasta which burned, again. It was fine as he huffed, swallowing the contents and felt himself grow slightly irritated at the question. \n\n“I swear it’s the alcohol… and I was a lot more buzzed this time but you’re at least lucky I don’t mind it as much this time… I guess.” He shrugged. “Never went twice in a row so there’s… something out of all of this. Happy?” He frowned, the pasta was tasting less good when they sat on such a topic. He felt he had to be stubborn, not give the other an ounce of hope for anything more to come out of this. Sure it was nice but Scourge knew he just wanted to feel good and that was that. But boy, Zonic had such… great faces and sounds. He was obedient and so nice to fuck… \n\nHe gulped down the next spoon full, almost choking on his food. \n\n“Fuck you for all of this… I guess it was.. Good.”[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]\"Heh... You were so cruel... But I guess that makes me a masochist.\" He mumbled with a tired grin. \"You make so many promises you don't keep... -Babe-.\" He teased before yawning quietly, finally giving in to sleep. Chaos he was so damn tired. Every muscle in his body was screaming. Every limb was heavy as if cast in iron. There was no way he was moving again and with the comfortable warmth of Scourge's leg against the top of his head he drifted off.\n\nHe was still like a corpse while sleeping. Even his breathing was hardly visible. His entire body felt the need to be as still as possible. This time he was out cold for at least two hours. Before the beeping of his communicator ripped him out of his much needed rest again. He whined quietly, cracking one eye open. It was his luck that he left the device on the table in front of him so he reached out for it. His arm was still much much heavier than what he was used to. He pressed the button flashing on it to make the beeping stop.\n\n\"Mm?\" He made quietly.\n\n\"Zonic!?\"\n\nHis ears flinched and his eyes opened a little further.\n\n\"Zamy?\" He groaned. \"I was sleeping. What happened?\"\n\n\"Zally said you're taking a holiday, is that true?\"\n\n\"Mm~\" He made quietly. Why was it that suddenly everyone wanted to call him. Why couldn't everyone just leave him alone?\n\n\"You've never taken a holiday before! Are you sick? If you're sick don't worry I can come over and nurse you!\"\n\n\"I'm not sick... so no thank you.\"\n\n\"You don't look well, Zonic. I'm coming over.\"\n\n\"Zamy I'm sleeping. Don't come over.\"\n\n\"Oh don't worry, I don't mind, Zonic! You can use some company once in a while, and we haven't done anything in ages.\"\n\n\"... Don't come, Zamy. I'm not going to open the door.\"\n\n\"No need to be shy. See you in a bit.\"\n\n\"Zamy, wait!\"\n\nAnd with a click she was gone. Zonic whined, his face was visibly pained. What was he gonna do now? Zamy was the type to bash in his door if he didn't open it but for very obvious reasons he didn't feel like having any company. For a moment he wanted to take off his and scourge's clothes and let her in. Just to show off that she couldn't have him. Chaos he liked her as a friend but whenever she did this clingy stuff he just wanted to run away.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]No. He didn’t just hear that right back at him in such a mocking tone. He never said that! Never called anyone babe… twice. Scourge let his cheeks burn, he frowned into his next bite and looked down at Zonic wanting to kick the tired hog off. \n\n“I didn’t say that cause I meant it..!” He snapped but he knew that wasn’t going to sink into the other, it was already in the past. “I was… I was just really into it okay?? It… it means nothing.” His voice trailed off, why did he feel so embarrassed about this? It’s not like he needed to be shy about it. The term was just something he used for girls he liked to have a good time with, nothing more nothing less. He felt so… not himself again, drowning in confusion that nearly messed up his appetite. \n\nScourge wanted to deny more but he could tell Zonic stopped listening. Looking down at the other, he was already fast asleep. That whole thing was such an intense work out that a sonic could barely stand being awake any longer. It was… refreshing to say the least, in ways he didn’t really expect. He did this, he got Zonic into this state, messed him up, marked him to the point he looked like he was beaten… scourge was proud of himself but also disgusted. He -enjoyed- touching a man like that… him. He suddenly felt really sick, putting the bowl down and sat back against the couch. \n\nNever did he ever have such a heavy dilemma before, feeling his heart sink into its cage as he began to fidget and grumble over not knowing why the hell he responded so positively to Zonic. After all the trauma he endured he was still able to get intimate with another guy. From all the shit he had to deal with he was so thrown off by this. It wasn’t fair… none of it felt fair at all. He wasn’t hungry now, appetite completely lost as he mourned over this sudden discovery. \n\nFor the next two hours, Scourge got up and pulled the sheets off of Zonic’s bed. He gathered up everything that was messy and tossed it into the wash, having cringed at the blood, lube and cum all settled into the sheets. He put away the bottle of lube, straightened up somewhat thinking maybe this would help him clear his mind. It helped Zonic out so… maybe. He turned over the possible reasons why he was reacting to all this this way. \n\nWhat made the most sense was that he hadn’t been around anyone of interest so he settled for the next best thing. And sure that coulda been it, but it wasn’t like he heavily craved sexual while in prison before all the rape started. He was tame with his desires, but all that suddenly happened and now he craved it, wanted it even more than before. He almost felt desperate sometimes, having grown so used to the abuse that it was weird he wasn’t experiencing that same flurry of emotions, as if routine. \n\nChaos, and the only thing to yank him back to reality was that Zonic’s communicator was suddenly on. Scourge had been sitting in the kitchen on the counter top thinking and turned towards the living room. The other was suddenly awake and another girls voice sounded. He made his way to the living room, seeing that Zamy had suddenly made plans to stop by. How… annoying. He leaned over the back of the couch, raising a brow. \n\n“You sure know how to put your foot down, Blue.”[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic sighed quietly, rubbing his face into the couch. \"Why are you up. You should be sitting still. Remember your leg.\" His complaint was half hearted and he slowly sat up, flinching slightly at the pain of actually sitting on his butt. \"And also: Shut up...ow.\" he hissed quietly.\n\nHe knew just not opening the door would not help. In fact it would probably make her awfully suspicious and to hide the fact that scourge lived here he needed either more energy or a lot more time before she arrived. Part of him wanted her to see him in this state so she would finally stop chasing him. But she was a vengeful one and convinced they had been a couple for years. Which, of course, was not true. Zonic had been forced to go on one date with her. The end.\n\nFor all he cared he wanted to hide, himself, and let Scourge deal with Zamy. \"Why do I always have to meet her after you make me look like I was mauled by a wild dog.\" He mumbled. Not that he was going to complain. After all he genuinely liked Scourge's teeth. Even if they were piercing his skin. \"Ha... I'm half tempted to take off my sweater just to see how she'll react to me belonging to someone else...\" He mumbled. His brain clicked with what he'd just said out loud too late and he could feel the tips of his ears heat up.\n\nNo. Bad. Change the topic. \"There is a decent chance she hasn't seen your photo in our database... so... continue being my cousin.\" He mumbled. \"And help me make her leave fast. Please? Otherwise she will stay all day.[/color]\n\n[center][b]TBC.[/b][/center]","writing_bbcode_parsed":"CHAPTER XX
Zonic was more than thankful to be carried into the bathroom. It took him another two minutes to get into the shower. He was a wreck. In the shower he rubbed his legs, trying to get them to work again. Even worse he had to clean himself out... again. Condoms, he reminded himself, he needed to buy condoms if this was gonna happen again. His hole was so goddamn sore so touching it with his fingers made him whine quietly. Still that stuff had to come out. At least it was reasonably easy to spread himself open again.
Still it took him ten minutes to clean himself out properly. In the meantime the running water had washed the blood and half dried cum washed out of his fur. Drying himself was just another hard task waiting for him. He was half tempted to just stay in here until Dr. Prower was gone. There was no way he looked presentable. And after he'd finally gotten up on his legs again to dry himself, a look into the mirror confirmed that thought. While he'd thought he looked bad after that time in the kitchen, this was a whole other level of looking bad. There were faint bruises around his throat which, he was sure, would become much more vibrant come tomorrow.
Then of course there was the bite on his neck and shoulder that just made it look like he'd been mauled by a wild dog. Also of course there was the fact that he could hardly support his own weight on his usually so strong legs. Still, somehow he managed to get dressed, counting on the doctor's innocent nature to hide what'd just happened in this house.
Dr. Ziles Prower, in the meantime stared at someone who was definitely -not- Zonic. Moreover, he looked dangerous and nervous as if he'd just committed a crime. "Yes. I'm Dr. Ziles Prower. And you are? The person who's leg I'm suppose to look at? Since my assistant told me that it's not Zonic himself who needs my help?" He looked the green hedgehog up and down. There was an uncanny similarity between this one and Zonic. "I assume you're... related?" He asked, obviously suspicious about the stranger's identity.
Especially since it had taken an unnaturally long time for someone to open the door. As a cop naturally Zonic had many enemies, so the fox found himself worrying. He could hear the shower running though and it would be very rude to just assume things. Maybe the green, very dangerous looking hedgehog with shark teeth was just a bit shy and nervous. Ziles smiled. "Alright let's go inside maybe, I'll look at your leg. You shouldn't even be up and standing if you need a brace on your leg, you know? Is that why it took so long to open the door?" He inquired as he stepped into the house. At least there were no huge blood splatters anywhere so he could probably relax.
By the time Zonic exited the bathroom Scourge and the doctor were in the living room. On the couch. (Much to Dr. Prower's unhappiness because someone with a leg in that bad of a condition should be in -bed- but he'd been told the couch was fine...five times... very adamantly.)
"Hello Doctor." Zonic greeted the fox with a small smile, leaning against the wall as casually as possible. "I see you've already met Scourge. How does his leg look?"
Ziles looked up clearly relieved to see the cop alive, even though he looked a bit... unwell. Probably stress at work. The kit was just glad that his fear of Scourge being a dangerous criminal didn't turn out to be right. "It's looking awful, Officer. His femur is fractured in two places, both are already healing but... not well. There is an internal inflammation and possibly an infection of the tissue around the fractures, too. You should have called me weeks ago." He scolded the blue hedgehog and watched him look away guiltily.
"Well uhm... can you-"
"Of course I can." Ziles sighed opening his little silver suitcase to place the device he'd used to scan Scourge's leg back into it. His own invention, obviously. He was very proud of it. Instead he pulled out a syringe and a little brown bottle. "These are antibiotics it's gonna sting. Afterwards you get a brace and antibiotic pills and it will probably heal much faster than it has until now. -However- only if you keep your feet still. That means, Zonic, someone should be home to take care of your cousin. If you want I can give you the phone number of a very good home-care-service. I know few of the nurses and they are all very capable." He offered, knowing that Zonic was very busy.
"That won't be necessary. I have to use up at least some of my year's holiday, Boss's orders." Zonic said with half a grin and a shrug. Oh he wanted to sit on that couch so badly but the second he left the wall's support he felt he would crumble again, so he was forced to stay where he was.
He watched from afar as Dr. Prower pushed the needle into one of the most bruised parts of Scourge's leg. That looked unnecessarily painful but the doctor knew what he was doing. Next the leg was bandaged and braced.
"Well then. No walking if you can avoid it. Make your cousin spoil and pamper you. And next time something like this happens don't wait for a month before you call me please? This could have already healed." He couldn't help but scold again. Zonic was always a bit on the reckless side.
Dr. Prower was obviously no idiot. He seemed to be suspicious and he had every reason to be. Scourge cursed himself from being so awkward with words, and normally he was great with lying! Still, he managed to laugh and respond accordingly. Going along with Zonic’s ‘cousin’ story to hopefully win the other’s trust over, but with Zonic not being around, he got a bit tense. Scourge knew he didn’t -look- like a friendly guy, and with ruffled spines that stood up, his tired, almost bloodshot eyes, his bent posture and slightly red teeth from biting the cop so much, he probably looked like a mental health patient for the criminally insane that had somehow gotten loose.
“Y-Yeah, that’s me. I’m uh… Zonic’s cousin…” He felt -so- wrong saying that, especially after they just fucked like wild animals a mere second ago. It actually made him feel a bit worse than he usually did after coming back to his senses. He moved out of the way, allowing the doctor in as he limped over to the couch and sat down. Shit, the couch was a pretty weird mess, but nothing too out of the ordinary. Good thing they did take it to the bedroom, otherwise Dr. Prower might’ve heard Zonic’s last orgasmic scream… How.. awkward yet insanely thrilling that’d have been.
Sitting down, Scourge felt his body almost collapse right there on the couch. He was so goddamn tired, and every muscle in his body was now obviously aching. It must’ve showed that he was suddenly really tired as his eyes were half closed for a moment. He opened that up, leaning over to pull up the fabric on his leg. He winced from the pain, thanking every deity that he didnt have to remove his pants to let the doc see it. He never actually looked at his leg, the way it sort of looked mangled, and the bruises were far worse now since his fight with Zonic. He really didn’t give much of a shit about healing up properly with all the stress of everything over the last two weeks.
“No, the couch is fine, really.” He kept repeating. Jeez, this doctor really wanted to go into the room, didn’t he? Why was he so pushy about it, anyways? Maybe just… eh, Scourge didn’t wanna figure it out, all he knew was that room reeked of sex and was completely off limits. He tried to move his leg when told, flinched when it was lightly touched and examined, Chaos this was shit. Still, the moment Zonic opened the door, Scourge felt a huge wave of relief. It seemed the doctor did too… What, did he think Scourge did something to him? Well….
He was almost tempted to look back, just to see how the other looked. He knew he looked like hell but was he really as messy now since he showered? Hearing the damage to his level sort of pissed him off. One, because he was literally using a broken leg and two, Zonic did wait and it was fucked up further during their stupid fight. No wonder he’d been so… immobile. It was that moment, Scourge -really- missed running.
Seeing that giant fuckin needle made Scourge tense up. His eyes never left it, leaning back into the couch and instinctively pulling his leg closer to himself.
“Um, what the fuck…!” He couldn’t help but say when Ziles began to fill it. He felt as though he was ignored, as the needle got closer and he panicked. “What the fuck!!” He yelped, but the needle was in, he screamed, it hurt so bad. The pain was hot in his leg, the bruise reacted to being punctured and now Ziles was rubbing that spot despite it bleeding a bit. He teared up, huffing and shaking his leg as best as he could. Still, now he’d get something for his stupid leg. He gulped, looking back at Zonic with an intense frown. Being fitted for a brace was probably the best part of this experience. He sighed, leaning back into the couch as relaxed as he could. It felt better.
“I’m gonna make -sure- he pampers and spoils me to the fullest. Make nooo mistake about that.” Crossing his arms, Scourge still felt himself shaking from the needle.
Zonic cringed, unable to defend himself against the accusations and Scourge's pained scream didn't make it better. "I'm... really sorry. I tested if the leg was broken... And in my family we all heal pretty fast so I thought-" He tried to defend himself but Dr.Prower cut into his sentence. "Sometimes wounds should not be left to their own devices while healing, Officer." The fox said while looking at Scourge's braced leg. "I'm sorry about the injection. Your leg is going to heal much faster now, though. Once the infection is gone you will be up and running again in no time. If you share Zonic's healing speed I'd say you'll be good to go without the brace in a week, but it'll take another two or three of taking things slowly after that." He said, packing his things back into the silver suitcase.
"I have to visit my next patient now. I'll come by again in one week to check on the progress." He smiled broadly at Scourge. "You give me a call when your nurse isn't taking care of you properly or when there are any complications." He grinned and wrote Scourge his number down. Zonic linked his arms in front of his chest. "Hey!" He complained halfheartedly. Why was the doctor taking Scourge's side in this? The criminal had caused most of the healing delays himself by just being exceptionally stupid. But of course he couldn't tell that to Ziles. So with a mild frown he watched the Doctor wander into the hallway, trying to walk normally as he escorted him to the door. He still needed wall support though.
"I never knew you had a cousin." Ziles mused as he walked up to the door. "He travels a lot. That's why he's crashing here. No other place to stay. And injured like that travelling is hard." "Ah, I suppose so. Well I'll be off then. Make sure he doesn't leave the couch more than absolutely necessary, in fact, I would suggest you put him into a -bed-. Oh and here is the pills he has to take. One in the morning after breakfast with enough to drink." Zonic was handed a pack of antibiotics. "And give him painkillers, too."
"Yeah...will do." He nodded and said his goodbyes to the doctor. Sighing in relief as the door closed. His posture instantly changed again and he only barely made it to the couch before he crumbled again. Instantly flinching and hissing as he touched the couch. He let himself fall to the side and pulled his legs towards his chest, pressing a hand to his lower belly with a grown. It was as if Scourge had punched a hole into him that was now internally bleeding profusely. He didn't want to move an inch. "Is this what being impaled feels like..." He mumbled, his eyes were closed. He just really wanted to sleep. "Before I pass out again... need anything?" He asked halfheartedly, hoping the answer was 'no'. He just had to ask because otherwise he felt he'd get yelled at next time he met the doctor.
There was at least a sense of triumph over the fact Zonic was getting scolded for not being more responsible. He felt himself chuckling despite sniffling front the shot. He wiped his eyes, clearing the tears away and then moved himself to lay back on the arm of the couch with his legs up on the cushions. Good, very good that -now- he’d be able to heal better. But with them being, well, somewhat intimate some times he was sure he’d be as unmoving as the doctor wanted him to be. The alcohols effects were wearing down, he was able to think more clearly and he was definitely aware of what they had just done.
The way it was so much more intense really got to him… and he called Zonic ‘babe’...! He felt himself cringe, having hoped he would’ve been able to forget that along with the rest of the act. Still, he couldn’t deny, it was possibly the best sex he could remember. With the other two by the door, Scourge rubbed his groin and blushed. That damn afterglow could’ve lasted him for a full hour if they weren’t interrupted… he shivered, the way Zonic sounded everything was…
He quickly pulled his hand up from between his legs, looking over at the cop as he hastily crossed his arms. His pink cheeks and deepened frowned rather obvious. He relaxed, seeing how Zonic was clearly in no state to move.
“Your ass should be bedridden, not me.” He chuckled, shaking his head. He was the one that did that… and even after the veil of pure lust was off, he was still proud?? He admired the way Zonic’s form was just so exhausted. The guy even -passed out- the sex was so powerful. He felt another wave of satisfaction course through him. Something he never thought he’d be prideful of given the fact that he was still very much -not- gay.
“How are you gonna work tomorrow? You’re so spent I’m sure you’ll fall into a coma from how bad you look. Tsk tsk, Cop and I’m soooo hungry too.” He was joking but watching the other walk when he was clearly too burnt out was amusing. “Eh I’m fine, go to sleep though.”
Zonic groaned, lifting his head slightly to frown at Scourge. In one point Scourge was right. He was not going to work tomorrow. Limping and showing off some hickeys was one thing. Being in real pain whenever he got to his feet was another. He would do more damage than good if he showed up at work. At least Zally was keen on seeing him take his year's full holiday for once, anyway, so it wouldn't be too hard to make that happen.
For now he had to somehow take care of that green asshole with the shiteating grin who sat an arm's length away from him. He pushed himself up again despite his entire body screaming in agony that it wanted to stay still. Getting up on his feet made him involuntarily wimper. His ears were drooping at the discomfort but he made his way into the kitchen to heat up a plate of the pasta.
Making his way back while balancing a hot plate of pasta was harder than he liked it to be. The plate was placed next to Scourge before Zonic dropped next to it, instantly curling into a ball again. He wanted to complain about Scourge being so rough. He wanted to complain about being in a lot of pain. But he couldn't deny that he'd loved it. Oh chaos he'd loved every second of it. To the point of passing out. Something was -clearly- wrong with his brain. There was no way any normal person would like to be treated that way. Even less if that person was a cop.
His eyes closed by themselves, eyelids heavy as lead. Instead of falling asleep however he shifted his position one more time. Blindly so until the top of his head gently pressed against Scourge's healthy thigh. If he was gonna fall asleep he wanted to at least notice if the other was doing something stupid again.
"I'm throwing all the alcohol out... that stuff was disgusting." He mumbled more to himself than to scourge. Though he knew the Alcohol, in the end, had little to do with what happened. If anything it'd taken some doubt and nervosity away, made things easier. But that didn't mean he hadn't wanted this. "Scourge... are you gonna blame everything on the alcohol again this time or are you finally gonna admit that you had a good time.... twice." He mumbled, his eyes still tightly closed. He already felt sleep pulling at his mind again. He was so tired.
He knew he JUST told the other to go to sleep but like an obedient butler, Zonic got up anyways. Jeez, scourge didn’t feel bad at all for that as the other decided to get up on his own accord. Silly but he appreciated it nonetheless. When Zonic came back, scourge almost instantly leaned forward to eat, the pasta smelled so good, as if this was the first time he’d devour such a hefty helping. Pulling the bowl up, he blew onto the pasta and flinched when Zonic laid beside him.
This was still weird to him, everything about was still odd, but he shook it off, not feeling it was worth it to get up and yell about how gay that was. Hell, he just fucked the guy with so much force there was little to no fight left in him anymore. Scourge felt himself blushing again, distracting himself by eating a large spoonful of pasta which burned, again. It was fine as he huffed, swallowing the contents and felt himself grow slightly irritated at the question.
“I swear it’s the alcohol… and I was a lot more buzzed this time but you’re at least lucky I don’t mind it as much this time… I guess.” He shrugged. “Never went twice in a row so there’s… something out of all of this. Happy?” He frowned, the pasta was tasting less good when they sat on such a topic. He felt he had to be stubborn, not give the other an ounce of hope for anything more to come out of this. Sure it was nice but Scourge knew he just wanted to feel good and that was that. But boy, Zonic had such… great faces and sounds. He was obedient and so nice to fuck…
He gulped down the next spoon full, almost choking on his food.
“Fuck you for all of this… I guess it was.. Good.”
"Heh... You were so cruel... But I guess that makes me a masochist." He mumbled with a tired grin. "You make so many promises you don't keep... -Babe-." He teased before yawning quietly, finally giving in to sleep. Chaos he was so damn tired. Every muscle in his body was screaming. Every limb was heavy as if cast in iron. There was no way he was moving again and with the comfortable warmth of Scourge's leg against the top of his head he drifted off.
He was still like a corpse while sleeping. Even his breathing was hardly visible. His entire body felt the need to be as still as possible. This time he was out cold for at least two hours. Before the beeping of his communicator ripped him out of his much needed rest again. He whined quietly, cracking one eye open. It was his luck that he left the device on the table in front of him so he reached out for it. His arm was still much much heavier than what he was used to. He pressed the button flashing on it to make the beeping stop.
"Mm?" He made quietly.
"Zonic!?"
His ears flinched and his eyes opened a little further.
"Zamy?" He groaned. "I was sleeping. What happened?"
"Zally said you're taking a holiday, is that true?"
"Mm~" He made quietly. Why was it that suddenly everyone wanted to call him. Why couldn't everyone just leave him alone?
"You've never taken a holiday before! Are you sick? If you're sick don't worry I can come over and nurse you!"
"I'm not sick... so no thank you."
"You don't look well, Zonic. I'm coming over."
"Zamy I'm sleeping. Don't come over."
"Oh don't worry, I don't mind, Zonic! You can use some company once in a while, and we haven't done anything in ages."
"... Don't come, Zamy. I'm not going to open the door."
"No need to be shy. See you in a bit."
"Zamy, wait!"
And with a click she was gone. Zonic whined, his face was visibly pained. What was he gonna do now? Zamy was the type to bash in his door if he didn't open it but for very obvious reasons he didn't feel like having any company. For a moment he wanted to take off his and scourge's clothes and let her in. Just to show off that she couldn't have him. Chaos he liked her as a friend but whenever she did this clingy stuff he just wanted to run away.
No. He didn’t just hear that right back at him in such a mocking tone. He never said that! Never called anyone babe… twice. Scourge let his cheeks burn, he frowned into his next bite and looked down at Zonic wanting to kick the tired hog off.
“I didn’t say that cause I meant it..!” He snapped but he knew that wasn’t going to sink into the other, it was already in the past. “I was… I was just really into it okay?? It… it means nothing.” His voice trailed off, why did he feel so embarrassed about this? It’s not like he needed to be shy about it. The term was just something he used for girls he liked to have a good time with, nothing more nothing less. He felt so… not himself again, drowning in confusion that nearly messed up his appetite.
Scourge wanted to deny more but he could tell Zonic stopped listening. Looking down at the other, he was already fast asleep. That whole thing was such an intense work out that a sonic could barely stand being awake any longer. It was… refreshing to say the least, in ways he didn’t really expect. He did this, he got Zonic into this state, messed him up, marked him to the point he looked like he was beaten… scourge was proud of himself but also disgusted. He -enjoyed- touching a man like that… him. He suddenly felt really sick, putting the bowl down and sat back against the couch.
Never did he ever have such a heavy dilemma before, feeling his heart sink into its cage as he began to fidget and grumble over not knowing why the hell he responded so positively to Zonic. After all the trauma he endured he was still able to get intimate with another guy. From all the shit he had to deal with he was so thrown off by this. It wasn’t fair… none of it felt fair at all. He wasn’t hungry now, appetite completely lost as he mourned over this sudden discovery.
For the next two hours, Scourge got up and pulled the sheets off of Zonic’s bed. He gathered up everything that was messy and tossed it into the wash, having cringed at the blood, lube and cum all settled into the sheets. He put away the bottle of lube, straightened up somewhat thinking maybe this would help him clear his mind. It helped Zonic out so… maybe. He turned over the possible reasons why he was reacting to all this this way.
What made the most sense was that he hadn’t been around anyone of interest so he settled for the next best thing. And sure that coulda been it, but it wasn’t like he heavily craved sexual while in prison before all the rape started. He was tame with his desires, but all that suddenly happened and now he craved it, wanted it even more than before. He almost felt desperate sometimes, having grown so used to the abuse that it was weird he wasn’t experiencing that same flurry of emotions, as if routine.
Chaos, and the only thing to yank him back to reality was that Zonic’s communicator was suddenly on. Scourge had been sitting in the kitchen on the counter top thinking and turned towards the living room. The other was suddenly awake and another girls voice sounded. He made his way to the living room, seeing that Zamy had suddenly made plans to stop by. How… annoying. He leaned over the back of the couch, raising a brow.
“You sure know how to put your foot down, Blue.”
Zonic sighed quietly, rubbing his face into the couch. "Why are you up. You should be sitting still. Remember your leg." His complaint was half hearted and he slowly sat up, flinching slightly at the pain of actually sitting on his butt. "And also: Shut up...ow." he hissed quietly.
He knew just not opening the door would not help. In fact it would probably make her awfully suspicious and to hide the fact that scourge lived here he needed either more energy or a lot more time before she arrived. Part of him wanted her to see him in this state so she would finally stop chasing him. But she was a vengeful one and convinced they had been a couple for years. Which, of course, was not true. Zonic had been forced to go on one date with her. The end.
For all he cared he wanted to hide, himself, and let Scourge deal with Zamy. "Why do I always have to meet her after you make me look like I was mauled by a wild dog." He mumbled. Not that he was going to complain. After all he genuinely liked Scourge's teeth. Even if they were piercing his skin. "Ha... I'm half tempted to take off my sweater just to see how she'll react to me belonging to someone else..." He mumbled. His brain clicked with what he'd just said out loud too late and he could feel the tips of his ears heat up.
No. Bad. Change the topic. "There is a decent chance she hasn't seen your photo in our database... so... continue being my cousin." He mumbled. "And help me make her leave fast. Please? Otherwise she will stay all day.
TBC.
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