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which EVERYONE is jealous and scourge is gross.","description_bbcode_parsed":"In which EVERYONE is jealous and scourge is gross.","writing":"[center][b]CHAPTER XXI[/b][/center]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Great, now they were bout to experience an oncoming typhoon. He knew just about any other Amy had really intense issues when it came to a Sonic. Why was this odd rule of the universe even a thing? Though to be fair, his version of Rose was a lot crazier with a lot more scarier tendencies which caused him to just gerenally dislike any girl that shared the same cosmic pattern as Rosy. \n\nIt wasn’t fun to think about but neither was Zonic constantly bringing up the rather embarrassing things that Scourge had said. He was so gone during that, not thinking clearly and now Zonic latched onto it. He could tell the cop took it to heart even if he did change the subject. For once Scourge didn’t comment, the whole thing stung and he wasn’t ready to be told he shouldn’t be so upset about it. It still made him feel like shit and he continued to feel that way. \n\nSomething about it just felt wrong, and maybe gay wasn’t the best term since he still liked women, but the whole thing of liking men at all still gave him a weird taste in his mouth. If only he could easily just leave and bury this whole thing six feet under. But, seeing as he was possibly never leaving this house, he sighed and just tried to suck it up. Seeing Zonic’s body probably would’ve made him react differently but for now, he was kinda pissed.\n\nHis bowl from earlier still sat on the coffee table, the food still left inside. He didn’t feel too keen about heating it up and eating the rest. What a waste. Scourge hopped over to the other side, careful not to put too much pressure on his leg and picked up the bowl. \n\n“I’m assuming that girl will be here soon?” He asked, moving along back to the kitchen to toss the pasta. Dumping out the food just made him feel worse. Man, why was this bumming him out so much?? Now the sweater he had on felt itchy and gross, he could feel the deep scratches on his back and wanted to shower. His lower half felt disgusting, he just hated this. Coming back to the living room, Scourge was very slow to sit, giving them some distance between them. \n\nThe doorbell, a couple of quick knocks followed by a sing-song voice,\n\n“Zonic!” It was her. And already here?? Scourge twitched, his heart quickened. “Chaos! And all the times for you to be all fucked like this… ugh dammit.” He slowly got up, moving over to the door. Again, a knock, a ring of the bell and that name. Scourge almost yelled back for her to shut up. \n\n“Yeah..?” He swing the door open, giving Zamy quite a glare. He felt so unamused but hey… she wasn’t half bad. Zamy stared at Scourge with eyes so wide, they could be mistakened for dinner plates. She gasped, almost dropping her rather large bag. She stepped back, blinking for a moment and leaned forward. \n\n“Zonic?? Did you… dye your fur?? And… cut your spines?” Oh, she mistakened him go the cop. He -was- wearing his clothes. Scourge looked down at himself, he was tempted to just agree. “And your eyes! They’re blue! Wait…” she frowned, stepping closer. “You’re shorter… who are you??” Damn. \n\n“Geez, girl, you really ask a lot of questions. I’m uh,” Scourge frowned, looking away from her to peek down the hallway… cousin was such a stupid title but he followed along. “Zonic’s traveling cousin.”\n\n“Cousin?? Where is he? He sounded so dead on the phone..! I’m coming in!” She stomped one foot down, a little infuriated she hadn’t been told about this. She pushed her way inside, only to be grabbed by the Arm and lightly tugged back. \n\n“Hang on there, cutie. You’re moving way faster than I am. You can’t tell me your name?” He smirked, this was what he needed. A girl to hit on, something to make him feel normal, even if it was an alternate Amy, she’d have to do. Zamy was a little shocked over the flirting green hedgehog, but quickly snapped her arm from the other. \n\n“I belong to Zonic! And my name is Zamy. Thank you for the kind words but I need to see my boyfriend.” She turned from him and hurried to the living room, finding the blue cop slumped on the couch. “Oh dear! My poor boy!” She rushed over. “What happened to you?!”[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic groaned as he heard Zamy's voice inside his house. This was the last place where he wanted to hear this particular voice. He just wanted to sleep. To be left alone. And chaos forbid she got a glimps of the messy bedroom. He sat up a little, still, when she came over to him. \"I told you not to come.\" He said rubbing his head.\n\n\"Nothing happened to me I'm just tired. I had a bit of an intense workout session earlier and I just want to sleep. I'm not sick...\" He wanted to ask her to go home. He wanted to ask her to disappear. But... he just couldn't. He felt compelled to be polite, after all she worried about him. He looked up to Scourge who returned into the room. He'd heard him attempting to flirt with Zamy and it made him feel sick. So he glared daggers at the green hog waiting for him to sit down.\n\n\"I guess, now that you're here...\" He turned his attention back to Zamy. \"Do you want something to drink? I only have tea and coffee though.\" This was an awful idea. He could hardly move, scourge wasn't allowed to move and Zamy was really quick to catch on if she saw he wasn't moving like normal. \"Oh also... uhm... could you please not tell anyone that my Cousin is visiting? You know how nosy everyone is and I'd rather not have them showing up on my doorstep during my holiday. Can you do that for me?\" He gave her a smile and hoped for the best. He knew she would probably do most everything for him and believed most of the things he said but he couldn't be too careful.\n\n\"He's just uhm... crashing here for a bit because of his injured leg. He's also a bit shy around new people, so it'd be stressful for him if everyone suddenly showed up.\" He grinned and looked up at Scourge. \"Isn't that right?\"[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Zamy couldn’t keep her hands off of him, patting his cheeks, turning his head from side to side, patting his head to check his temperature. She looked as though she was about to cry, he just looked so beat up! \n\n“Don’t you worry, I’m here and I brought you some soup! I’ll take good care of you.” She pulled her bag over, opening it up to a full course meal for the sick, only none of it was prepared as she assumed she’d just make it in Zonic’s kitchen. “I brought some pasta and chicken broth, vegetables and other things for a delicious homemade soup! I also brought unsalted crackers, let’s see…” She checked for more, pulling out cough medicine and just about everything you’d find in a first aid kit. “Should I take your temperature? I know you can be quite modest sometimes and lie about how bad you’re feeling.. Such a gentleman.” She swooned, rubbing his cheek. “If someone hurt you… you better tell me.” He voice deepened a bit, a small frown formed on her face. \n\nThis was gross to watch. Zamy was coddling the wrong guy. He flinched from Zonic glaring at him like that. What’d he do?? He huffed, rolling his eyes as he walked over… but it seemed like he didn’t have any place on the damn couch since Zamy’s shit was everywhere. He hated seeing them like this, Zonic just let her touch him… ugh. He was also annoyed that Zamy didn’t even respond to his flirts. He was a Sonic, wasn’t it like law of every dimension that Amy’s liked a Sonic… He huffed, leaning over the back of the couch as he watched Zamy pamper the cop. \n\n“Um.. well, I don’t mind keeping this a little secret between us. Of course.” She looked over at Scourge who merely smiled a toothy grin at her. “You seem to be quite the flirt… ” \n\n“Well, I may be shy around a lot of people, but girls can be an exception.” \n\n“Oh… Actually, I would like something to drink, but I’ll make food first, okay?” She asked, grabbing all her things and stood up. “Give me a moment! It’ll be a while.” \n\n“Need any help?” Scourge asked, standing upright, and smirking at Zamy as she turned to him. \n\n‘No. Please stop that.” She walked past Scourge and into the kitchen. Scourge was almost tempted to follow after her, maybe corner her and coax her into a quick kiss. Not like much would come out of it though, he rolled his eyes. Girls like that were tough to get but he never minded the chase. Still, he was here with Zonic and now the air felt...somewhat awkward. He was openly flirting with Zamy but it’s not like they were...together. They just had sex a few times, not like that meant anything. \n\n“She’s cuter than other Amy’s I know.” He said in a very low voice. “Why -don’t- you tap that?” [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic made a slightly pained face as Zamy disappeared into the kitchen. Great. She wasn't gonna leave so soon it seemed. Why was she like this. And Scourge was trying to prove how straight he was by jumping at the first female he got to see. Just great. Zonic felt like throwing up. This wasn't the kind of thing he wanted to be part of today. There was a weird new pain in his body. He could usually deal with Zamy just fine. Mostly by running. But he couldn't run. And this was his house.\n\nWhen Zamy disappeared he turned around as fast as he could, grabbing the front of Scourge's sweater to pull him down until their noses almost touched. \"Why don't -you- shut up and stay in your lane?!\" He hissed at the other. \"Just because I let you do to me whatever you want that doesn't mean you get the same privileges with my friends. She's too good for you. Now get back on the couch you're not supposed to walk around that much.\" He let go of Scourge turning his back to the other again. This was officially the most uncomfortable situation he'd ever been in. Why was it so uncomfortable? What was this awful feeling in his gut. It was heavy and made him antsy. It made him want to throw Zamy out and lock Scourge up.\n\nAnd then it dawned on him. He had no experience so he couldn't be sure. But he'd read enough novels to have heard this description before. But it couldn't be, could it? Was this what -jealousy- felt like? But who was he jealous of? He felt so confused. Did he want Zamy to be left alone because he liked her more than he wanted to admit? But he'd seen other men flirt with her before. She was popular at the headquarters. He'd never felt anything. So was it Scourge? He didn't want Scourge to pay attention to her so willingly after just shooting him down again even though they'd literally just had sex? Was he really jealous or did he just feel unfairly treated? But he shouldn't mind right? Was he just addicted to Scourge's body and afraid to lose that? After all he was aware they were only doing it because Scourge had nobody else to turn to.\n\nWas that it? His head felt like it was going to explode. Something told him out of all these it was the worst possible option that was true. He was jealous of Zamy. Because she got Scourge's attention so easily. All she had to do was 'be female' and 'exist'. This... was a kick to his ego. But why did he even want Scourge's attention. He didn't even really like him right? It was a physical thing. Was it a matter of pride? Did he just hate being shot down over and over again but Zamy got him just like that.\n\nThere was one scary thought materializing in his brain that he just couldn't shake once it was there. He didn't want to share Scourge. He wanted the green hog to belong to him. These thoughts scared him. This wasn't like him at all. He didn't want to be like this. This wasn't him. Unconsciously he drew his legs up against his body again. His face was even paler than before.\n\nHe'd been proud for a brief moment about Scourge admitting that he had a good time with him and now he was back to square one. Had he always been this anxious? People usually just liked him automatically. Sometimes they didn't because he was a cop but it didn't bother him. Trying to -make- someone like him was... unexpectedly hard. And why did he even -want- to be liked.\n\nThis mini existential crisis had to end. By the time Zamy returned to the living room he looked even less alive than he had before.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]He could smell it, pure jealousy. It was easy to decipher, almost too easy to feel. The way Zonic was suddenly do pissed, of course. He frowned at the other, there was a need to fight back, to reclaim what he personally felt he lost while staying in this bland house. He was finally able to act himself again, and sure, not with the best girl he could find, but the only girl he’d seen in months. It wasn’t like this was unexpected, Scourge was a huge flirt even back at home and on Sonic’s world. He dated more than one girl at a time, flirted with whatever girl looked good to him, he was a womanizer and didn’t mind the title. All he had to do was be charming and she was under his wing. He liked that, missed it, and now he was reduced to fuckin some cop instead of a fine girl. He hated that he changed to this, to someone enjoying such acts when before, he’d never dream of it. Now being let go, seeing Zonic curl up in the corner of the couch like that… He didn’t feel so surprised by this now. \n\nHe kept reminding himself how sex changed people. How it could really fuck up the course of a friendship or an acquaintance to the point where feelings get so messy. He knew just how powerful of a weapon it could be if used the right way. You had someone by the heart at most times if you got that far with them, though for himself, he was less of a sentimental guy and more of a horny idiot. He didn’t attached so easily, and Fiona was probably the only person he actually felt a likeness for. How… upsetting, really. Scourge wanted to rebuttal, but he knew it’d fuck things up considering he’d get really loud. It took everything in him to hold his tongue, to sit on the couch on the very opposite end and to just… well brood. \n\nZamy on the other hand felt so at home here. She knew where everything was, knew just what Zonic liked in his food and made it with all the love she could muster. This ‘cousin’ of Zonic’s was a weird one and she had a feeling she’d seen him before. Sure, he had a very uncanny resemblance to Zonic and ‘cousin’ felt like it should’ve been ‘twin’. But who was she to judge so quickly. As much as he seemed like a gross pig, she’d do her best to respect him. Her chicken noodle soup was now sitting on the stove, coming to a very warm scent that made her feel so nice inside. He was gonna love this! She backed away from the stove, walking to the living room to find the two cousins oddly facing away from one another. To her, maybe Zonic got upset his cousin was so openly flirty despite her and Zonic dating! \n\n“Sweetie!” She called out, sitting in between them and leaned on Zonic, holding his arm. “Gosh, you look so… sad? What’s wrong?? Did you two just fight?” She turned to Scourge who didn’t bother looking their way. “Come now, at least say something! I don’t mean to come in between you two..” \n\n“We’re fine, dollface. Besides, don’t you have a kitchen to sit in?” Scourge turned to her with a bit of a hefty glare, to Zamy’s surprise. \n\n“That’s a wonderful change of character. Show’s just how -nice- you are.” she snapped back. That was very fast. One minute he was grinning at her and now he seemed pissed. “You two need to talk it out, whatever it might be! And zonic if you’re worried about me looking at -any- one else but you, please don’t! My eyes are on you specifically!”\n\n“Tch…” Scourge wanted to yank her off so bad. He knew it was just -in- him to be this way, to openly flirt but now he was just irritated. He never had to feel bad about this even when dumped by his world’s Sally. It was just… him. \n\n“I know…! We can just hold a small session about our feelings! Maybe that’ll clear the air somewhat… but also, I think maybe it’d be best if you go to bed, sir.” She pat Zonic’s cheek. “You’re looking the worst I’ve ever seen you..and what’s better than home made chicken noodle in bed? Hehehe! Please, lets get you in there.” Scourge didn’t bother to move, crossing his arms as he watched them. Zamy tried to pull Zonic to his feet, struggling since he seemed to be so … difficult to move. “Come on Zonic! You’re… so down, it’s scaring me!” \n\n“He’s just scared I’ll steal you away…” \n\n“Impossible! You may look like Zonic but I don’t care!” She pouted. “If you’re teasing him, please stop! Can’t you see he’s miserable right now??” \n\n“You don’t even know half of it,” Scourge muttered, turning away. \n\n“Oh… I bet I will know, once Zonic tells me! Now come on you, You need to be in a better place other than this old couch.” [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zamy returning and smothering him in unwanted affection only made him that much more miserable. He wanted to be alone and think. Instead he was confronted with a sulking, grumpy Scourge and Zamy pulling him up. Of course he'd been fast asleep while Scourge had done the bedroom so he was convinced the room was still a mess that unmistakably spelled out 'rough sex'.\n\nHe felt all colour fade from his face. \"The... couch is fine. Zamy. Can we please stay here? I'll eat your chicken noodle, okay? I'll even tell you what's up. Okay?\" He tugged on her arm letting himself sink on the couch again and pulling her along. \"Look it's fine. The couch is comfortable. And there's more sunlight here, the tv.\" He said calmly, casting a brief look towards Scourge.\n\nTalking about feelings was something that always got her to sit still and listen. She was a powderkeg about to blow, herself, but somehow the misery of others seemed to get her into a cheerful mood. What a strange girl.\n\n\"You see the reason why I've been so much overtime is that... Well, I'm not really supposed to tell it to anyone but I know I can trust you to keep it to yourself right? So... basically Zally and I are working on getting someone else in charge of Zone Jail. We've recently found out that inmates are being mistreated awfully. There have been a row of complaints of guards beeing unnecessarily violent or turning a blind eye. Inmates are making the place hell for weaker inmates. It's chaos. And what should be rehabilitating and resocializing criminals breaks them and makes them more vengeful and cruel than they were before. I've been working day and night the past two weeks to get all the evidence and paperwork together, then Zally needs to file a proper lawsuit. But I worked so much I almost collapsed at work from how tired I was. Zally got mad and sent me home on vacation. And now I sit here and... look you know me. My work is important to me. And I have just been sitting here feeling bad because I can't do more. And yesterday I took Scourge to the training room to blow off some steam. He's pretty strong and I needed someone who can keep up with me. So we uhm...went a little overboard. And now I can hardly get up because everything is so sore. He's just grumpy because I told him to sit still. He likes it just as little as I do but his leg is fractured and Dr. Prower was here earlier to scold us for being careless with his injury. So that's why -he- is sulking. Don't mind him. And don't mind me either. I'm just... antsy. Because I feel like I should be working and I'm not allowed.\" He explained.\n\nNot all of it were lies so he hoped that Zamy was buying it. He just wanted her to let off. There was no way in hell he could tell her about his... whatever it was that him and Scourge had.\n\nHe tried not to think about it. Not at all. His chest felt awfully tight everytime he just thought about it for a second. He wasn't jealous. No. He didn't want Scourge all for himself. Heck for all he cared Scourge could get himself a girlfriend. What did he care. That's right. Not at all.\n\n...\n\nWho was he kidding.\n\"Thank you for worrying Zamy. We'll be just fine. We'll eat your food and then you can go home, okay? We both need to sleep. I promise I'll call you tomorrow when I feel a little better. For now, while we eat how about we watch that movie you like so much...the one you gave me for my birthday? I still haven't gotten around to watch it. That's how busy I've been.\" It was a peace offering. Hopefully getting her to jump onto another topic. He needed her to be calm. To stop worrying. So she would actually go home.\n\nLooking over at Scourge again he frowned mildly. \"Look sorry for being grumpy at you. I just don't want to be scolded by Ziles again.\" There was more he wanted to say. But not while Zamy was here. He couldn't.\n\nHe also couldn't say that he'd rather sit next to Scourge than next to her. Why was all of this so confusing. A month ago still he'd felt nothing but pity for Scourge and now... now he didn't even know what he felt. All he knew was that he hated -feeling- it.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]What a mouthful that was. Scourge was a bit on the edge of his seat, hearing all that information pour out he was almost scared he’d hear Zonic tell her -everything-. But he didn’t, and scourge could stop being on the edge of his damn seat now. He sounded slightly relieved when he exhaled, such had Zamy turn his way. She didn’t bother to ask what that was about since Zonic was so honest! She smiled at him, leaning forward with arms wrapping around his shoulders and kisses being peppered all over his face. If she was brave enough she totally wouldn’t smooched him on the lips. But with the rain of kissed on his cheeks, forehead and ears, she moved back and sat back down next to him. \n\n“Thank you for telling me. You shouldn’t have asked him to spar with you in the first place if his leg was messed up,” she pouted over at the green hog but kept her eyes on Zonic. “Though boys will be boys and I don’t blame you for needing to blow off steam.. you could’ve just called me ! I could’ve given you a nice massage—“ \n\n“Chaos, this is annoying.” Scourge got up and huffed, shrugging off Zonic’s apology. He didn’t… like that. He didn’t like that Zamy was all over the blue cop, didn’t like her kissing him like that. He felt irritated over it, not in the way he expected though. Of course he was interested at trying to get Zamy to sway to his end, just to see how that would go but he already knew it was impossible. Unless he really dyed his fur and got contacts he could at least pass for the other but that was too much damn effort for some tail. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t easily access -some- relief but that still sickened him. \n\nGetting up from the couch, Scourge limped away to the kitchen, hoping that the scent of food would chill him out. Zamy huffed, looking back at Zonic. \n\n“Guess hes not a fan of PDA…” she chuckled but leaned on Zonic and smiled. “I can’t help but show affection to you regardless of who’s around! It’s so difficult not to. My poor boy is so hurt! But I’ll put that movie on for us now.” She got up getting the movie as it seemed to be sitting in the same place she saw it last time, collecting dust. “You really shouldn’t be so married to your work. Wouldn’t it be nicer if you were married to me? I can at least help with relieving your stress. You can count on that!” Popping the disk in, she sat back down, snuggling against the other. “We make a better pair than you and exhaustion anyways.” \n\nScourge on the other hand watched the soup boil away. He took in the aroma and tried to calm down from the anger he was feeling. She kissed him. And not just on the forehead or ears but his cheeks. Her lips were so close to his. This pissed him off so much. He held his head, knowing he’d get angry just watching them. It was gross, but that’s how it was supposed to be! A guy and a girl just.. being loving to each other that was normal! Yet it upset him so much. Is this was being surrounded by dicks did to someone? He had to be the real sick one here. He felt slightly calmer, walking back to the living room. \n\n“I love you so much, I’m sorry. I hope i didn’t kiss any bruises! Goodness you look so…” she pulled at his shirt, looking at his neck and jaw. “... very oddly shaped bruises, Zonic.” Her tone quieted down a bit. Was he with someone?? She couldn’t tell but that didn’t look like a barrage of bruises at all. Maybe Zally… she seemed like the dominatrix type. “Who is so lucky to be this close to you..? I wish you were honest with me about that. I’m not dumb you know.” \n\nScourge grumbled, he hated that. He hated this so much it burned him. He sat down, making it known he was there. Obviously pissed.[/color]\n[color=#204a87]\nZonic looked after Scourge after he got up. He wanted to follow. He wanted to follow him so badly. But there was Zamy next to him covering him in kisses. He didn't care about her in the slightest. Her affections didn't make anything in him react. And chaos, she talked so much. Too much. True enough she was much less obnoxious than Rosy but still.\n\n\"I'm... I'm fine Zamy. Really. I enjoy being married to my work. What I don't enjoy is being on holiday.\" Or getting massages. Or being covered in kisses by her. Or having her in his house at all. Still he could ignore her just fine for now. What he couldn't ignore was Scourge's awful mood. Was he -that- upset that he couldn't get her? Or had he caught onto Zonic's jealous reply? Was that what it was? was he disgusted with him? Then again this was pretty much how he always felt about Zonic, right? Unless he was drunk.\n\nHe was so occupied with his thoughts that he didn't notice Zamy pulling at his shirt until it was too late. Much too late. He paled first and blushed right after. Traitorous, damned body. \"It... It's not what it looks like.\" He stammered. Of course it was exactly what it looked like and there was no mistaking it. The bite mark in the crook of his neck was more than obvious. It was huge, and fresh, and bloody and he prayed to Chaos that she did not make the connection between the vicious bite mark and Scourge's equally vicious teeth. Really it was more than obvious and that scared him.\n\nHow was he going to explain it?! If she caught on to the fact that only Scourge could have made a mark like that, he couldn't lie. He had to tell her -who- bit him, only the circumstance had to change. \"Scourge bit me. Yesterday... while we were fighting. It got pretty... heated. I know it looks bad... but you know me...I'm not interested in -these- kinds of things.\"\n\nThat was probably the biggest lie he'd told all day and he was sure Scourge was screaming on the inside, so tempted to make fun of him. Honestly he'd deserve it. He was so very hooked on doing anything sexual with Scourge it was laughable how he could now say he wasn't into these things. A month ago it would have been true. But now? Just imagining the feeling of Scourge's teeth breaking into his skin while he was being held down and pounded to the point of unconsciousness got him shivering.\n\nHe felt like screaming, too, at this point. \"Oh...zamy...uhm... since I can't move, would you mind making me a cup of tea? Please? My throat is really dry. We can talk more then?\" He asked hopefully. He just needed a moment to breathe and think. The completely impossible thought crossed his mind to move over and kiss Scourge while Zamy was in the kitchen. What if they were caught? His heart was racing. He wanted her to go so he could make up with Scourge. And possibly make out too, is what a small voice in the very back of his head yelled at him. Chaos, all hope was lost for him. Scourge was all he could think about.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Zamy was taken aback by such a statement. She sat up straight, giving Zonic the most blank stare. \n\n“Bit you?” She blinked, turning to Scourge who suddenly noticed them both and was now looking just as surprised. Why would he say that. Why did he even mention it. “Are you some kind of rabid animal?? Those teeth of yours already look dangerous and you -bit- Zonic right on the neck next to very important arteries??” She frowned. “Were you trying to kill him or something?? How heated was this?” She turned back to Zonic, poking around it but pulled up her bag and got out some rubbing alcohol. “This better be the only bite on you! I’m so tempted to rip your shirt off just to make sure!” \n\n“Jeez, girl, calm the fuck down! It’s not like I intended to kill him I just got really into the fight.” \n\n“So you BITE him? To the point where he’s bleeding?? That’s savage of you!” \n\n“I’m pretty wild I know.” Scourge retorted but then smirked. “Especially in bed.” \n\n“You’re gross! Ugh! If I knew you had such a terrible relative I would’ve abstained from coming by! But you need me right now.” She dabbed the alcohol on a cotton swab and began to clean the bite. “It’s just… a bite right next to all these.. hmm” she couldn’t even say it. Whoever had done the other markings on him… they were so lucky and she was horribly jealous. There was no good way to look at it. “Yes… I can get you tea. Goodness, Zonic you’re just shrouded in such mystery suddenly. I’m so upset you’re not being more honest with me.” \n\nShe stood up, wanting to kiss him again but turned towards the kitchen, ignoring Scourge entirely. He definitely made his mark on her.. shit. Zamy didn’t have much problem finding where the tea was. She did however have a bit of an issue trying to get the tea kettle cleaned. It was so dusty, how long had it been since Zonic last had tea? Even so, she cleaned it out. It was still weird, the way Zonic was littered in hickies and also bitten. His lips were also cut and… she was getting ahead of herself. Fearing the most awkward of situations but there was no way Zonic was interested in his -cousin-. No that was just her fear talking. She had an idea that it had to be a very domineering woman he saw. His days off he spent with whoever else… maybe he paid to have sex with someone. Either way she knew it wasn’t a relative but the bite thing did worry her. She was more afraid that scourge was just dangerous and could kill Zonic even by accident. Yeah it just had to be coincidence that Zonic had fought with his cousin and possibly visited a lover on the side. She wasn’t about to make weird theories.\n\nScourge felt as though he was… kind of scared now. He was alone with Zonic and the tension between them became so much more obvious he had trouble not shivering a bit. \n\n“Why didn’t you just keep your goddamn mouth shut..?” He whispered to the other, ears laying flat as he turned to the cop. “You’re a shit liar so you might as well tell her we fucked too, huh??” He huffed. “And I mean that sarcastically, don’t fuckin tell her anything else..!!” He leaned toward Zonic, eyeing him and the new bandage on his neck. He really was vicious if that wound looked so bad. He still felt proud of himself… gross. He couldn’t help but tug Zonic’s shirt down just to see it better. “Chaos you’re covered in bites… shit.” He moved away, crossing his arms. “When the fuck will she leave..?” [/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic hissed at Zamy cleaning the bite, the alcohol stung in the relatively fresh wound. He was glad it'd gone relatively well and Scourge had played along nicely enough. But the comment about how wild Scourge was in bed threw him off. He felt heat rising in his cheeks. Because, Chaos, he could vouch for that. Everything about Scourge was wild. For some reason he remembered the other's promise to be treated like a dog every time he came home in the future. Still he felt like the current situation was getting worse by the minute. He breathed out in relief after Zamy finally vanished into the kitchen.\n\nWhen Scourge hissed at him he looked a bit like a deer in the headlights. \"I panicked! There is no one I know except you who could cause a bite like this.\" He whispered back, hands raised in defense. The bite had really looked quite bad, he knew that. In fact he knew all of him looked, without a doubt, like he had a -very- active sexlife in recent days. \"Just mark me where no one can see it. Or kiss me like a normal person next time.\" He whispered looking slightly bashful. \"Hah though maybe it wouldn't be too bad if she found out... at least she'll be mostly mad at you and... she'll finally stop chasing me. Maybe I should tell her after all.\" Zonic mused. Of course he wouldn't. He had no deathwish.\n\nScourge leaned over to look at the bite properly and Zonic unconsciously leaned forwards a little, he wanted to be closer. \"I hope soon. I don't know. Help me get rid of her already if you want her gone. She hates you. Just ...I don't know...do something to gross her out enough so she leaves. That's your specialty right? Pissing people off?\" Except for Zonic of course. Oh he wasn't pissed off at all.\n\nTired, yes. And hopelessly jealous over the fact that Scourge kept flirting with Zamy. But then what did he expect. What in the world had he hoped for? that after spreading his legs for the criminal he'd be loyal to him? That they'd start a relationship? That they'd fall in love? Even thinking it was ridiculous. It was impossible. No one in their right mind could fall in love with someone like Scourge. And he hadn't been expecting anything. That was the truth. In fact he had been expecting so little that now he felt like he'd been run over by a truck of weird feelings that nobody in the world needed to feel when looking at -Scourge-. Not love, mind you. No. But jealousy. Possessiveness. Desire. Addiction. And never ending annoyance about the fact that he was the only one affected by it. After all Scourge was fine. Fine enough to flirt with Zamy.\n\n\"Also what is wrong with you?! Do you really want a girl enough to flirt with -her-??? Aren't you a bit desperate? There is no way what we did earlier didn't satisfy you at least as well as a girl could. No matter how many times you say it's not true. I know it is. You know if you're -that- desperate, why don't I buy you a night with a prostitute and then maybe you can stop lying to yourself.\" This was the jealousy talking and his expression had darkened throughout the sentence. His insides were aching. What was he saying??? He couldn't see this through. The part of him that'd already accepted that he was jealous was screaming at him, the rest of him was stubbornness.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]Wow, if Scourge could literally beat the shit out of Zonic right now he definitely would. His eye kept twitching, his heart was pounding and he was starting to bare his teeth again. This shit pissed him off royally but he couldn’t deny it much now. Three times they engaged in sexual acts it’s not like there was anything other than alcohol to really sell his denial pitch and eventhat was really halfassed and barely believable. He knew his words would just go in one ear and out the other. \n\nHe huffed, wanting to just yell that none of it was true but he -was- desperate and he -did like what they had just done- it was maddening but he had no other way to express these emotions he was trying to bury. He didn’t think Zamy was the best looker, she had the look of every Amy but goddamn in a time where he really wanted to feel like a straight guy anything was fine. He hated that he was being called out but fuck it all. He was overridden with anger and adrenaline pumping which made him want to punch Zonic as well as kiss him to shut him up. No not the last part that wasn’t a real thought.\n\nHe should his head and grumbled, hearing the stove being turned on they had less time to ponder on what to do but his ears perked at that last part. \n\n“I bet you a 2 dollar white would satisfy me just as much as you did, if not more. How about we bet on it? It’ll be a greaaat time for me to come back and shove it in your face that women are all I need overall. Besides, it’s not like this’ll keep up any longer. Just try me, Cop.” His voice was low but he meant it.[/color]\n\n[color=#204a87]Zonic clenched his jaws for a moment. \"Fine. Deal. If you can go two rounds with a hooker it's your win and you'll be rid of me trying to get close to you for good. If you can't it's my win and you have to accept that even if you're not gay I'm at least an exception. I'm sick and tired of your silly little denial game.\" He hissed. How in the world did these words out of his own mouth cause more physical pain than everything Scourge had done to him.\n\nHis ears flinched at the sounds from the kitchen. Just a moment longer. Just one more moment. He grabbed Scourge by the front of his shirt and pulled him closer. \"I'm looking forward to you coming home desperate for -me- for a change. Asshole.\" He hissed angrily though the look in his eyes was more hurt than anything else. Not that Scourge had much time to see it as Zonic closed the short distance between them and sealed Scourge's lips with his own. The kiss was painfully sweet and, at least in Zonic's opinion, much too short.\n\nBut he didn't want to risk getting caught so he let go of Scourge and turned his face away, only the tips of his ears were mildly red. He hated this. He acted all confident because of how intense their sex had been, but in reality he was filled with anxiety from tip to toe. After all he didn't know anything. Maybe he wasn't good. Maybe hookers were amazing and could make Scourge melt so much more. Make him lose control so much more. Maybe they knew how to do amazing things that he couldn't even imagine. He just didn't know. And he was afraid. If Scourge -did- like it more then what was -he- gonna do? Well... maybe there were male hookers too. Maybe Scourge wasn't the only one who could make him feel that way. No he was sure that that wasn't the case. And who knew it wasn't impossible to meet a guy who was much nicer than Scourge -and- could knock him out with how good their sex was.\n\nHonestly at this point Zonic didn't even consider girls anymore. He couldn't imagine they could give him what he wanted. Sure he wanted to top Scourge. He wanted to know what it felt like. Sure. But he knew the feeling of being pounded by a dick until he was crying and screaming. He knew what cum tasted like and how exactly a dick throbbed and twitched right before climax. He knew all that and he liked it. Why would he settle for anything less? Why would he settle for only that part of sex that he didn't even know if he liked it yet? He'd have to be an idiot. Well maybe he -was- an idiot, being obsessed with Scourge of all people.[/color]\n\n[color=#4e9a06]This has gone in places he didn’t expect. For one, Zonic was going to pay for a hooker of all things, aka how the hell was Scourge going to even meet up with one if they were pretty much conjoined at the hip at all times?? And second, Zonic seemed so honest and hellbent to prove a point here. He just admitted he wanted Scourge, maybe not word for word, but definitely meant it that way. He felt himself blush, this wasn’t what he intended but that’s just how sex worked. Now the cop wanted him… and shit, Scourge hated the idea that he wanted him too but not as much… maybe. He didn’t fuckin know.\n\n“Pssh, in your fuckin’ drew— mm!!” He didn’t expect that kiss but wow was it intense. He wanted to pull Zonic in too but it was already over. He gasped almost once it was over, Zonic was already on the other side of the couch… what the fuck. He gulped, slowly moving back as Zamy‘ sheeps began to click toward them. She appeared in the living room, tea in hand along with one bowl of soup. The two boys seemed to be in the same spot as they were but Scourge looked a lot more riled up around his spines. \n\n“Were you both quietly arguing while I was in there?” She scolded, moving over to Zonic and set thebowl down along with the tea. Getting in between them she crossed her arms and shook her head. “I’m convinced neither of you like each other of all you do is fight and bicker like this. Are you sure you’ll be okay by yourself, Zonic??” He was obviously concerned and feared Scourge could get really violent if a bite wound like that was a result of them sparring of all things. He seemed like a loose cannon if that was truly the case. \n\nDespite being shaken up by that ridiculously passionate kiss, Scourge was still aware of Zamy being in the way. He pretty much ruined all chances of getting her to pay attention to him, so just because he was told to do it, he decided to be a nuisance. He wanted to know more about this whole hooker deal he just agreed to. \n\n“Maybe I’m clearly out of my lane, but I know a girl that kinda looks like you and her tits aren’t as big. What size are ya?” He leaned toward her, tilting his head as she quickly turned with a very upset face and red cheeks. \n\n“Excuse me??” \n\n“You heard me. It’s not like I asked how your pus—“ \n\n“Enough!! You’re disgraceful! How are you related to such a pig??” \n\n“Your sweetheart isn’t much better.” \n\n“You take that back!! Zonic is a wonderful, respectful gentleman! He Is always polite and constantly thoughtful and never disgusting like you! I can’t believe you’d say such a thing to a lady!”\n\n“I can make you a lady if you let me—“ Zamy slapped Scourge clear across the face, standing up and grabbing her bag. \n\n“Deplorable!! Just horrible! I’m so sorry Zonic I can’t be around such a sexist creep!” She huffed, stomping towards the door and left. Well that was… easy. \n\n“Pssh… she’s quite a prude.. ow.” He rubbed his cheek and sighed. “Well there you have it. Your girl is gone so there.”[/color]\n\n[center][b]TBC.[/b][/center]","writing_bbcode_parsed":"
CHAPTER XXI


Great, now they were bout to experience an oncoming typhoon. He knew just about any other Amy had really intense issues when it came to a Sonic. Why was this odd rule of the universe even a thing? Though to be fair, his version of Rose was a lot crazier with a lot more scarier tendencies which caused him to just gerenally dislike any girl that shared the same cosmic pattern as Rosy.

It wasn’t fun to think about but neither was Zonic constantly bringing up the rather embarrassing things that Scourge had said. He was so gone during that, not thinking clearly and now Zonic latched onto it. He could tell the cop took it to heart even if he did change the subject. For once Scourge didn’t comment, the whole thing stung and he wasn’t ready to be told he shouldn’t be so upset about it. It still made him feel like shit and he continued to feel that way.

Something about it just felt wrong, and maybe gay wasn’t the best term since he still liked women, but the whole thing of liking men at all still gave him a weird taste in his mouth. If only he could easily just leave and bury this whole thing six feet under. But, seeing as he was possibly never leaving this house, he sighed and just tried to suck it up. Seeing Zonic’s body probably would’ve made him react differently but for now, he was kinda pissed.

His bowl from earlier still sat on the coffee table, the food still left inside. He didn’t feel too keen about heating it up and eating the rest. What a waste. Scourge hopped over to the other side, careful not to put too much pressure on his leg and picked up the bowl.

“I’m assuming that girl will be here soon?” He asked, moving along back to the kitchen to toss the pasta. Dumping out the food just made him feel worse. Man, why was this bumming him out so much?? Now the sweater he had on felt itchy and gross, he could feel the deep scratches on his back and wanted to shower. His lower half felt disgusting, he just hated this. Coming back to the living room, Scourge was very slow to sit, giving them some distance between them.

The doorbell, a couple of quick knocks followed by a sing-song voice,

“Zonic!” It was her. And already here?? Scourge twitched, his heart quickened. “Chaos! And all the times for you to be all fucked like this… ugh dammit.” He slowly got up, moving over to the door. Again, a knock, a ring of the bell and that name. Scourge almost yelled back for her to shut up.

“Yeah..?” He swing the door open, giving Zamy quite a glare. He felt so unamused but hey… she wasn’t half bad. Zamy stared at Scourge with eyes so wide, they could be mistakened for dinner plates. She gasped, almost dropping her rather large bag. She stepped back, blinking for a moment and leaned forward.

“Zonic?? Did you… dye your fur?? And… cut your spines?” Oh, she mistakened him go the cop. He -was- wearing his clothes. Scourge looked down at himself, he was tempted to just agree. “And your eyes! They’re blue! Wait…” she frowned, stepping closer. “You’re shorter… who are you??” Damn.

“Geez, girl, you really ask a lot of questions. I’m uh,” Scourge frowned, looking away from her to peek down the hallway… cousin was such a stupid title but he followed along. “Zonic’s traveling cousin.”

“Cousin?? Where is he? He sounded so dead on the phone..! I’m coming in!” She stomped one foot down, a little infuriated she hadn’t been told about this. She pushed her way inside, only to be grabbed by the Arm and lightly tugged back.

“Hang on there, cutie. You’re moving way faster than I am. You can’t tell me your name?” He smirked, this was what he needed. A girl to hit on, something to make him feel normal, even if it was an alternate Amy, she’d have to do. Zamy was a little shocked over the flirting green hedgehog, but quickly snapped her arm from the other.

“I belong to Zonic! And my name is Zamy. Thank you for the kind words but I need to see my boyfriend.” She turned from him and hurried to the living room, finding the blue cop slumped on the couch. “Oh dear! My poor boy!” She rushed over. “What happened to you?!”

Zonic groaned as he heard Zamy's voice inside his house. This was the last place where he wanted to hear this particular voice. He just wanted to sleep. To be left alone. And chaos forbid she got a glimps of the messy bedroom. He sat up a little, still, when she came over to him. "I told you not to come." He said rubbing his head.

"Nothing happened to me I'm just tired. I had a bit of an intense workout session earlier and I just want to sleep. I'm not sick..." He wanted to ask her to go home. He wanted to ask her to disappear. But... he just couldn't. He felt compelled to be polite, after all she worried about him. He looked up to Scourge who returned into the room. He'd heard him attempting to flirt with Zamy and it made him feel sick. So he glared daggers at the green hog waiting for him to sit down.

"I guess, now that you're here..." He turned his attention back to Zamy. "Do you want something to drink? I only have tea and coffee though." This was an awful idea. He could hardly move, scourge wasn't allowed to move and Zamy was really quick to catch on if she saw he wasn't moving like normal. "Oh also... uhm... could you please not tell anyone that my Cousin is visiting? You know how nosy everyone is and I'd rather not have them showing up on my doorstep during my holiday. Can you do that for me?" He gave her a smile and hoped for the best. He knew she would probably do most everything for him and believed most of the things he said but he couldn't be too careful.

"He's just uhm... crashing here for a bit because of his injured leg. He's also a bit shy around new people, so it'd be stressful for him if everyone suddenly showed up." He grinned and looked up at Scourge. "Isn't that right?"

Zamy couldn’t keep her hands off of him, patting his cheeks, turning his head from side to side, patting his head to check his temperature. She looked as though she was about to cry, he just looked so beat up!

“Don’t you worry, I’m here and I brought you some soup! I’ll take good care of you.” She pulled her bag over, opening it up to a full course meal for the sick, only none of it was prepared as she assumed she’d just make it in Zonic’s kitchen. “I brought some pasta and chicken broth, vegetables and other things for a delicious homemade soup! I also brought unsalted crackers, let’s see…” She checked for more, pulling out cough medicine and just about everything you’d find in a first aid kit. “Should I take your temperature? I know you can be quite modest sometimes and lie about how bad you’re feeling.. Such a gentleman.” She swooned, rubbing his cheek. “If someone hurt you… you better tell me.” He voice deepened a bit, a small frown formed on her face.

This was gross to watch. Zamy was coddling the wrong guy. He flinched from Zonic glaring at him like that. What’d he do?? He huffed, rolling his eyes as he walked over… but it seemed like he didn’t have any place on the damn couch since Zamy’s shit was everywhere. He hated seeing them like this, Zonic just let her touch him… ugh. He was also annoyed that Zamy didn’t even respond to his flirts. He was a Sonic, wasn’t it like law of every dimension that Amy’s liked a Sonic… He huffed, leaning over the back of the couch as he watched Zamy pamper the cop.

“Um.. well, I don’t mind keeping this a little secret between us. Of course.” She looked over at Scourge who merely smiled a toothy grin at her. “You seem to be quite the flirt… ”

“Well, I may be shy around a lot of people, but girls can be an exception.”

“Oh… Actually, I would like something to drink, but I’ll make food first, okay?” She asked, grabbing all her things and stood up. “Give me a moment! It’ll be a while.”

“Need any help?” Scourge asked, standing upright, and smirking at Zamy as she turned to him.

‘No. Please stop that.” She walked past Scourge and into the kitchen. Scourge was almost tempted to follow after her, maybe corner her and coax her into a quick kiss. Not like much would come out of it though, he rolled his eyes. Girls like that were tough to get but he never minded the chase. Still, he was here with Zonic and now the air felt...somewhat awkward. He was openly flirting with Zamy but it’s not like they were...together. They just had sex a few times, not like that meant anything.

“She’s cuter than other Amy’s I know.” He said in a very low voice. “Why -don’t- you tap that?”

Zonic made a slightly pained face as Zamy disappeared into the kitchen. Great. She wasn't gonna leave so soon it seemed. Why was she like this. And Scourge was trying to prove how straight he was by jumping at the first female he got to see. Just great. Zonic felt like throwing up. This wasn't the kind of thing he wanted to be part of today. There was a weird new pain in his body. He could usually deal with Zamy just fine. Mostly by running. But he couldn't run. And this was his house.

When Zamy disappeared he turned around as fast as he could, grabbing the front of Scourge's sweater to pull him down until their noses almost touched. "Why don't -you- shut up and stay in your lane?!" He hissed at the other. "Just because I let you do to me whatever you want that doesn't mean you get the same privileges with my friends. She's too good for you. Now get back on the couch you're not supposed to walk around that much." He let go of Scourge turning his back to the other again. This was officially the most uncomfortable situation he'd ever been in. Why was it so uncomfortable? What was this awful feeling in his gut. It was heavy and made him antsy. It made him want to throw Zamy out and lock Scourge up.

And then it dawned on him. He had no experience so he couldn't be sure. But he'd read enough novels to have heard this description before. But it couldn't be, could it? Was this what -jealousy- felt like? But who was he jealous of? He felt so confused. Did he want Zamy to be left alone because he liked her more than he wanted to admit? But he'd seen other men flirt with her before. She was popular at the headquarters. He'd never felt anything. So was it Scourge? He didn't want Scourge to pay attention to her so willingly after just shooting him down again even though they'd literally just had sex? Was he really jealous or did he just feel unfairly treated? But he shouldn't mind right? Was he just addicted to Scourge's body and afraid to lose that? After all he was aware they were only doing it because Scourge had nobody else to turn to.

Was that it? His head felt like it was going to explode. Something told him out of all these it was the worst possible option that was true. He was jealous of Zamy. Because she got Scourge's attention so easily. All she had to do was 'be female' and 'exist'. This... was a kick to his ego. But why did he even want Scourge's attention. He didn't even really like him right? It was a physical thing. Was it a matter of pride? Did he just hate being shot down over and over again but Zamy got him just like that.

There was one scary thought materializing in his brain that he just couldn't shake once it was there. He didn't want to share Scourge. He wanted the green hog to belong to him. These thoughts scared him. This wasn't like him at all. He didn't want to be like this. This wasn't him. Unconsciously he drew his legs up against his body again. His face was even paler than before.

He'd been proud for a brief moment about Scourge admitting that he had a good time with him and now he was back to square one. Had he always been this anxious? People usually just liked him automatically. Sometimes they didn't because he was a cop but it didn't bother him. Trying to -make- someone like him was... unexpectedly hard. And why did he even -want- to be liked.

This mini existential crisis had to end. By the time Zamy returned to the living room he looked even less alive than he had before.

He could smell it, pure jealousy. It was easy to decipher, almost too easy to feel. The way Zonic was suddenly do pissed, of course. He frowned at the other, there was a need to fight back, to reclaim what he personally felt he lost while staying in this bland house. He was finally able to act himself again, and sure, not with the best girl he could find, but the only girl he’d seen in months. It wasn’t like this was unexpected, Scourge was a huge flirt even back at home and on Sonic’s world. He dated more than one girl at a time, flirted with whatever girl looked good to him, he was a womanizer and didn’t mind the title. All he had to do was be charming and she was under his wing. He liked that, missed it, and now he was reduced to fuckin some cop instead of a fine girl. He hated that he changed to this, to someone enjoying such acts when before, he’d never dream of it. Now being let go, seeing Zonic curl up in the corner of the couch like that… He didn’t feel so surprised by this now.

He kept reminding himself how sex changed people. How it could really fuck up the course of a friendship or an acquaintance to the point where feelings get so messy. He knew just how powerful of a weapon it could be if used the right way. You had someone by the heart at most times if you got that far with them, though for himself, he was less of a sentimental guy and more of a horny idiot. He didn’t attached so easily, and Fiona was probably the only person he actually felt a likeness for. How… upsetting, really. Scourge wanted to rebuttal, but he knew it’d fuck things up considering he’d get really loud. It took everything in him to hold his tongue, to sit on the couch on the very opposite end and to just… well brood.

Zamy on the other hand felt so at home here. She knew where everything was, knew just what Zonic liked in his food and made it with all the love she could muster. This ‘cousin’ of Zonic’s was a weird one and she had a feeling she’d seen him before. Sure, he had a very uncanny resemblance to Zonic and ‘cousin’ felt like it should’ve been ‘twin’. But who was she to judge so quickly. As much as he seemed like a gross pig, she’d do her best to respect him. Her chicken noodle soup was now sitting on the stove, coming to a very warm scent that made her feel so nice inside. He was gonna love this! She backed away from the stove, walking to the living room to find the two cousins oddly facing away from one another. To her, maybe Zonic got upset his cousin was so openly flirty despite her and Zonic dating!

“Sweetie!” She called out, sitting in between them and leaned on Zonic, holding his arm. “Gosh, you look so… sad? What’s wrong?? Did you two just fight?” She turned to Scourge who didn’t bother looking their way. “Come now, at least say something! I don’t mean to come in between you two..”

“We’re fine, dollface. Besides, don’t you have a kitchen to sit in?” Scourge turned to her with a bit of a hefty glare, to Zamy’s surprise.

“That’s a wonderful change of character. Show’s just how -nice- you are.” she snapped back. That was very fast. One minute he was grinning at her and now he seemed pissed. “You two need to talk it out, whatever it might be! And zonic if you’re worried about me looking at -any- one else but you, please don’t! My eyes are on you specifically!”

“Tch…” Scourge wanted to yank her off so bad. He knew it was just -in- him to be this way, to openly flirt but now he was just irritated. He never had to feel bad about this even when dumped by his world’s Sally. It was just… him.

“I know…! We can just hold a small session about our feelings! Maybe that’ll clear the air somewhat… but also, I think maybe it’d be best if you go to bed, sir.” She pat Zonic’s cheek. “You’re looking the worst I’ve ever seen you..and what’s better than home made chicken noodle in bed? Hehehe! Please, lets get you in there.” Scourge didn’t bother to move, crossing his arms as he watched them. Zamy tried to pull Zonic to his feet, struggling since he seemed to be so … difficult to move. “Come on Zonic! You’re… so down, it’s scaring me!”

“He’s just scared I’ll steal you away…”

“Impossible! You may look like Zonic but I don’t care!” She pouted. “If you’re teasing him, please stop! Can’t you see he’s miserable right now??”

“You don’t even know half of it,” Scourge muttered, turning away.

“Oh… I bet I will know, once Zonic tells me! Now come on you, You need to be in a better place other than this old couch.”

Zamy returning and smothering him in unwanted affection only made him that much more miserable. He wanted to be alone and think. Instead he was confronted with a sulking, grumpy Scourge and Zamy pulling him up. Of course he'd been fast asleep while Scourge had done the bedroom so he was convinced the room was still a mess that unmistakably spelled out 'rough sex'.

He felt all colour fade from his face. "The... couch is fine. Zamy. Can we please stay here? I'll eat your chicken noodle, okay? I'll even tell you what's up. Okay?" He tugged on her arm letting himself sink on the couch again and pulling her along. "Look it's fine. The couch is comfortable. And there's more sunlight here, the tv." He said calmly, casting a brief look towards Scourge.

Talking about feelings was something that always got her to sit still and listen. She was a powderkeg about to blow, herself, but somehow the misery of others seemed to get her into a cheerful mood. What a strange girl.

"You see the reason why I've been so much overtime is that... Well, I'm not really supposed to tell it to anyone but I know I can trust you to keep it to yourself right? So... basically Zally and I are working on getting someone else in charge of Zone Jail. We've recently found out that inmates are being mistreated awfully. There have been a row of complaints of guards beeing unnecessarily violent or turning a blind eye. Inmates are making the place hell for weaker inmates. It's chaos. And what should be rehabilitating and resocializing criminals breaks them and makes them more vengeful and cruel than they were before. I've been working day and night the past two weeks to get all the evidence and paperwork together, then Zally needs to file a proper lawsuit. But I worked so much I almost collapsed at work from how tired I was. Zally got mad and sent me home on vacation. And now I sit here and... look you know me. My work is important to me. And I have just been sitting here feeling bad because I can't do more. And yesterday I took Scourge to the training room to blow off some steam. He's pretty strong and I needed someone who can keep up with me. So we uhm...went a little overboard. And now I can hardly get up because everything is so sore. He's just grumpy because I told him to sit still. He likes it just as little as I do but his leg is fractured and Dr. Prower was here earlier to scold us for being careless with his injury. So that's why -he- is sulking. Don't mind him. And don't mind me either. I'm just... antsy. Because I feel like I should be working and I'm not allowed." He explained.

Not all of it were lies so he hoped that Zamy was buying it. He just wanted her to let off. There was no way in hell he could tell her about his... whatever it was that him and Scourge had.

He tried not to think about it. Not at all. His chest felt awfully tight everytime he just thought about it for a second. He wasn't jealous. No. He didn't want Scourge all for himself. Heck for all he cared Scourge could get himself a girlfriend. What did he care. That's right. Not at all.

...

Who was he kidding.
"Thank you for worrying Zamy. We'll be just fine. We'll eat your food and then you can go home, okay? We both need to sleep. I promise I'll call you tomorrow when I feel a little better. For now, while we eat how about we watch that movie you like so much...the one you gave me for my birthday? I still haven't gotten around to watch it. That's how busy I've been." It was a peace offering. Hopefully getting her to jump onto another topic. He needed her to be calm. To stop worrying. So she would actually go home.

Looking over at Scourge again he frowned mildly. "Look sorry for being grumpy at you. I just don't want to be scolded by Ziles again." There was more he wanted to say. But not while Zamy was here. He couldn't.

He also couldn't say that he'd rather sit next to Scourge than next to her. Why was all of this so confusing. A month ago still he'd felt nothing but pity for Scourge and now... now he didn't even know what he felt. All he knew was that he hated -feeling- it.

What a mouthful that was. Scourge was a bit on the edge of his seat, hearing all that information pour out he was almost scared he’d hear Zonic tell her -everything-. But he didn’t, and scourge could stop being on the edge of his damn seat now. He sounded slightly relieved when he exhaled, such had Zamy turn his way. She didn’t bother to ask what that was about since Zonic was so honest! She smiled at him, leaning forward with arms wrapping around his shoulders and kisses being peppered all over his face. If she was brave enough she totally wouldn’t smooched him on the lips. But with the rain of kissed on his cheeks, forehead and ears, she moved back and sat back down next to him.

“Thank you for telling me. You shouldn’t have asked him to spar with you in the first place if his leg was messed up,” she pouted over at the green hog but kept her eyes on Zonic. “Though boys will be boys and I don’t blame you for needing to blow off steam.. you could’ve just called me ! I could’ve given you a nice massage—“

“Chaos, this is annoying.” Scourge got up and huffed, shrugging off Zonic’s apology. He didn’t… like that. He didn’t like that Zamy was all over the blue cop, didn’t like her kissing him like that. He felt irritated over it, not in the way he expected though. Of course he was interested at trying to get Zamy to sway to his end, just to see how that would go but he already knew it was impossible. Unless he really dyed his fur and got contacts he could at least pass for the other but that was too much damn effort for some tail. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t easily access -some- relief but that still sickened him.

Getting up from the couch, Scourge limped away to the kitchen, hoping that the scent of food would chill him out. Zamy huffed, looking back at Zonic.

“Guess hes not a fan of PDA…” she chuckled but leaned on Zonic and smiled. “I can’t help but show affection to you regardless of who’s around! It’s so difficult not to. My poor boy is so hurt! But I’ll put that movie on for us now.” She got up getting the movie as it seemed to be sitting in the same place she saw it last time, collecting dust. “You really shouldn’t be so married to your work. Wouldn’t it be nicer if you were married to me? I can at least help with relieving your stress. You can count on that!” Popping the disk in, she sat back down, snuggling against the other. “We make a better pair than you and exhaustion anyways.”

Scourge on the other hand watched the soup boil away. He took in the aroma and tried to calm down from the anger he was feeling. She kissed him. And not just on the forehead or ears but his cheeks. Her lips were so close to his. This pissed him off so much. He held his head, knowing he’d get angry just watching them. It was gross, but that’s how it was supposed to be! A guy and a girl just.. being loving to each other that was normal! Yet it upset him so much. Is this was being surrounded by dicks did to someone? He had to be the real sick one here. He felt slightly calmer, walking back to the living room.

“I love you so much, I’m sorry. I hope i didn’t kiss any bruises! Goodness you look so…” she pulled at his shirt, looking at his neck and jaw. “... very oddly shaped bruises, Zonic.” Her tone quieted down a bit. Was he with someone?? She couldn’t tell but that didn’t look like a barrage of bruises at all. Maybe Zally… she seemed like the dominatrix type. “Who is so lucky to be this close to you..? I wish you were honest with me about that. I’m not dumb you know.”

Scourge grumbled, he hated that. He hated this so much it burned him. He sat down, making it known he was there. Obviously pissed.

Zonic looked after Scourge after he got up. He wanted to follow. He wanted to follow him so badly. But there was Zamy next to him covering him in kisses. He didn't care about her in the slightest. Her affections didn't make anything in him react. And chaos, she talked so much. Too much. True enough she was much less obnoxious than Rosy but still.

"I'm... I'm fine Zamy. Really. I enjoy being married to my work. What I don't enjoy is being on holiday." Or getting massages. Or being covered in kisses by her. Or having her in his house at all. Still he could ignore her just fine for now. What he couldn't ignore was Scourge's awful mood. Was he -that- upset that he couldn't get her? Or had he caught onto Zonic's jealous reply? Was that what it was? was he disgusted with him? Then again this was pretty much how he always felt about Zonic, right? Unless he was drunk.

He was so occupied with his thoughts that he didn't notice Zamy pulling at his shirt until it was too late. Much too late. He paled first and blushed right after. Traitorous, damned body. "It... It's not what it looks like." He stammered. Of course it was exactly what it looked like and there was no mistaking it. The bite mark in the crook of his neck was more than obvious. It was huge, and fresh, and bloody and he prayed to Chaos that she did not make the connection between the vicious bite mark and Scourge's equally vicious teeth. Really it was more than obvious and that scared him.

How was he going to explain it?! If she caught on to the fact that only Scourge could have made a mark like that, he couldn't lie. He had to tell her -who- bit him, only the circumstance had to change. "Scourge bit me. Yesterday... while we were fighting. It got pretty... heated. I know it looks bad... but you know me...I'm not interested in -these- kinds of things."

That was probably the biggest lie he'd told all day and he was sure Scourge was screaming on the inside, so tempted to make fun of him. Honestly he'd deserve it. He was so very hooked on doing anything sexual with Scourge it was laughable how he could now say he wasn't into these things. A month ago it would have been true. But now? Just imagining the feeling of Scourge's teeth breaking into his skin while he was being held down and pounded to the point of unconsciousness got him shivering.

He felt like screaming, too, at this point. "Oh...zamy...uhm... since I can't move, would you mind making me a cup of tea? Please? My throat is really dry. We can talk more then?" He asked hopefully. He just needed a moment to breathe and think. The completely impossible thought crossed his mind to move over and kiss Scourge while Zamy was in the kitchen. What if they were caught? His heart was racing. He wanted her to go so he could make up with Scourge. And possibly make out too, is what a small voice in the very back of his head yelled at him. Chaos, all hope was lost for him. Scourge was all he could think about.

Zamy was taken aback by such a statement. She sat up straight, giving Zonic the most blank stare.

“Bit you?” She blinked, turning to Scourge who suddenly noticed them both and was now looking just as surprised. Why would he say that. Why did he even mention it. “Are you some kind of rabid animal?? Those teeth of yours already look dangerous and you -bit- Zonic right on the neck next to very important arteries??” She frowned. “Were you trying to kill him or something?? How heated was this?” She turned back to Zonic, poking around it but pulled up her bag and got out some rubbing alcohol. “This better be the only bite on you! I’m so tempted to rip your shirt off just to make sure!”

“Jeez, girl, calm the fuck down! It’s not like I intended to kill him I just got really into the fight.”

“So you BITE him? To the point where he’s bleeding?? That’s savage of you!”

“I’m pretty wild I know.” Scourge retorted but then smirked. “Especially in bed.”

“You’re gross! Ugh! If I knew you had such a terrible relative I would’ve abstained from coming by! But you need me right now.” She dabbed the alcohol on a cotton swab and began to clean the bite. “It’s just… a bite right next to all these.. hmm” she couldn’t even say it. Whoever had done the other markings on him… they were so lucky and she was horribly jealous. There was no good way to look at it. “Yes… I can get you tea. Goodness, Zonic you’re just shrouded in such mystery suddenly. I’m so upset you’re not being more honest with me.”

She stood up, wanting to kiss him again but turned towards the kitchen, ignoring Scourge entirely. He definitely made his mark on her.. shit. Zamy didn’t have much problem finding where the tea was. She did however have a bit of an issue trying to get the tea kettle cleaned. It was so dusty, how long had it been since Zonic last had tea? Even so, she cleaned it out. It was still weird, the way Zonic was littered in hickies and also bitten. His lips were also cut and… she was getting ahead of herself. Fearing the most awkward of situations but there was no way Zonic was interested in his -cousin-. No that was just her fear talking. She had an idea that it had to be a very domineering woman he saw. His days off he spent with whoever else… maybe he paid to have sex with someone. Either way she knew it wasn’t a relative but the bite thing did worry her. She was more afraid that scourge was just dangerous and could kill Zonic even by accident. Yeah it just had to be coincidence that Zonic had fought with his cousin and possibly visited a lover on the side. She wasn’t about to make weird theories.

Scourge felt as though he was… kind of scared now. He was alone with Zonic and the tension between them became so much more obvious he had trouble not shivering a bit.

“Why didn’t you just keep your goddamn mouth shut..?” He whispered to the other, ears laying flat as he turned to the cop. “You’re a shit liar so you might as well tell her we fucked too, huh??” He huffed. “And I mean that sarcastically, don’t fuckin tell her anything else..!!” He leaned toward Zonic, eyeing him and the new bandage on his neck. He really was vicious if that wound looked so bad. He still felt proud of himself… gross. He couldn’t help but tug Zonic’s shirt down just to see it better. “Chaos you’re covered in bites… shit.” He moved away, crossing his arms. “When the fuck will she leave..?”

Zonic hissed at Zamy cleaning the bite, the alcohol stung in the relatively fresh wound. He was glad it'd gone relatively well and Scourge had played along nicely enough. But the comment about how wild Scourge was in bed threw him off. He felt heat rising in his cheeks. Because, Chaos, he could vouch for that. Everything about Scourge was wild. For some reason he remembered the other's promise to be treated like a dog every time he came home in the future. Still he felt like the current situation was getting worse by the minute. He breathed out in relief after Zamy finally vanished into the kitchen.

When Scourge hissed at him he looked a bit like a deer in the headlights. "I panicked! There is no one I know except you who could cause a bite like this." He whispered back, hands raised in defense. The bite had really looked quite bad, he knew that. In fact he knew all of him looked, without a doubt, like he had a -very- active sexlife in recent days. "Just mark me where no one can see it. Or kiss me like a normal person next time." He whispered looking slightly bashful. "Hah though maybe it wouldn't be too bad if she found out... at least she'll be mostly mad at you and... she'll finally stop chasing me. Maybe I should tell her after all." Zonic mused. Of course he wouldn't. He had no deathwish.

Scourge leaned over to look at the bite properly and Zonic unconsciously leaned forwards a little, he wanted to be closer. "I hope soon. I don't know. Help me get rid of her already if you want her gone. She hates you. Just ...I don't know...do something to gross her out enough so she leaves. That's your specialty right? Pissing people off?" Except for Zonic of course. Oh he wasn't pissed off at all.

Tired, yes. And hopelessly jealous over the fact that Scourge kept flirting with Zamy. But then what did he expect. What in the world had he hoped for? that after spreading his legs for the criminal he'd be loyal to him? That they'd start a relationship? That they'd fall in love? Even thinking it was ridiculous. It was impossible. No one in their right mind could fall in love with someone like Scourge. And he hadn't been expecting anything. That was the truth. In fact he had been expecting so little that now he felt like he'd been run over by a truck of weird feelings that nobody in the world needed to feel when looking at -Scourge-. Not love, mind you. No. But jealousy. Possessiveness. Desire. Addiction. And never ending annoyance about the fact that he was the only one affected by it. After all Scourge was fine. Fine enough to flirt with Zamy.

"Also what is wrong with you?! Do you really want a girl enough to flirt with -her-??? Aren't you a bit desperate? There is no way what we did earlier didn't satisfy you at least as well as a girl could. No matter how many times you say it's not true. I know it is. You know if you're -that- desperate, why don't I buy you a night with a prostitute and then maybe you can stop lying to yourself." This was the jealousy talking and his expression had darkened throughout the sentence. His insides were aching. What was he saying??? He couldn't see this through. The part of him that'd already accepted that he was jealous was screaming at him, the rest of him was stubbornness.

Wow, if Scourge could literally beat the shit out of Zonic right now he definitely would. His eye kept twitching, his heart was pounding and he was starting to bare his teeth again. This shit pissed him off royally but he couldn’t deny it much now. Three times they engaged in sexual acts it’s not like there was anything other than alcohol to really sell his denial pitch and eventhat was really halfassed and barely believable. He knew his words would just go in one ear and out the other.

He huffed, wanting to just yell that none of it was true but he -was- desperate and he -did like what they had just done- it was maddening but he had no other way to express these emotions he was trying to bury. He didn’t think Zamy was the best looker, she had the look of every Amy but goddamn in a time where he really wanted to feel like a straight guy anything was fine. He hated that he was being called out but fuck it all. He was overridden with anger and adrenaline pumping which made him want to punch Zonic as well as kiss him to shut him up. No not the last part that wasn’t a real thought.

He should his head and grumbled, hearing the stove being turned on they had less time to ponder on what to do but his ears perked at that last part.

“I bet you a 2 dollar white would satisfy me just as much as you did, if not more. How about we bet on it? It’ll be a greaaat time for me to come back and shove it in your face that women are all I need overall. Besides, it’s not like this’ll keep up any longer. Just try me, Cop.” His voice was low but he meant it.

Zonic clenched his jaws for a moment. "Fine. Deal. If you can go two rounds with a hooker it's your win and you'll be rid of me trying to get close to you for good. If you can't it's my win and you have to accept that even if you're not gay I'm at least an exception. I'm sick and tired of your silly little denial game." He hissed. How in the world did these words out of his own mouth cause more physical pain than everything Scourge had done to him.

His ears flinched at the sounds from the kitchen. Just a moment longer. Just one more moment. He grabbed Scourge by the front of his shirt and pulled him closer. "I'm looking forward to you coming home desperate for -me- for a change. Asshole." He hissed angrily though the look in his eyes was more hurt than anything else. Not that Scourge had much time to see it as Zonic closed the short distance between them and sealed Scourge's lips with his own. The kiss was painfully sweet and, at least in Zonic's opinion, much too short.

But he didn't want to risk getting caught so he let go of Scourge and turned his face away, only the tips of his ears were mildly red. He hated this. He acted all confident because of how intense their sex had been, but in reality he was filled with anxiety from tip to toe. After all he didn't know anything. Maybe he wasn't good. Maybe hookers were amazing and could make Scourge melt so much more. Make him lose control so much more. Maybe they knew how to do amazing things that he couldn't even imagine. He just didn't know. And he was afraid. If Scourge -did- like it more then what was -he- gonna do? Well... maybe there were male hookers too. Maybe Scourge wasn't the only one who could make him feel that way. No he was sure that that wasn't the case. And who knew it wasn't impossible to meet a guy who was much nicer than Scourge -and- could knock him out with how good their sex was.

Honestly at this point Zonic didn't even consider girls anymore. He couldn't imagine they could give him what he wanted. Sure he wanted to top Scourge. He wanted to know what it felt like. Sure. But he knew the feeling of being pounded by a dick until he was crying and screaming. He knew what cum tasted like and how exactly a dick throbbed and twitched right before climax. He knew all that and he liked it. Why would he settle for anything less? Why would he settle for only that part of sex that he didn't even know if he liked it yet? He'd have to be an idiot. Well maybe he -was- an idiot, being obsessed with Scourge of all people.

This has gone in places he didn’t expect. For one, Zonic was going to pay for a hooker of all things, aka how the hell was Scourge going to even meet up with one if they were pretty much conjoined at the hip at all times?? And second, Zonic seemed so honest and hellbent to prove a point here. He just admitted he wanted Scourge, maybe not word for word, but definitely meant it that way. He felt himself blush, this wasn’t what he intended but that’s just how sex worked. Now the cop wanted him… and shit, Scourge hated the idea that he wanted him too but not as much… maybe. He didn’t fuckin know.

“Pssh, in your fuckin’ drew— mm!!” He didn’t expect that kiss but wow was it intense. He wanted to pull Zonic in too but it was already over. He gasped almost once it was over, Zonic was already on the other side of the couch… what the fuck. He gulped, slowly moving back as Zamy‘ sheeps began to click toward them. She appeared in the living room, tea in hand along with one bowl of soup. The two boys seemed to be in the same spot as they were but Scourge looked a lot more riled up around his spines.

“Were you both quietly arguing while I was in there?” She scolded, moving over to Zonic and set thebowl down along with the tea. Getting in between them she crossed her arms and shook her head. “I’m convinced neither of you like each other of all you do is fight and bicker like this. Are you sure you’ll be okay by yourself, Zonic??” He was obviously concerned and feared Scourge could get really violent if a bite wound like that was a result of them sparring of all things. He seemed like a loose cannon if that was truly the case.

Despite being shaken up by that ridiculously passionate kiss, Scourge was still aware of Zamy being in the way. He pretty much ruined all chances of getting her to pay attention to him, so just because he was told to do it, he decided to be a nuisance. He wanted to know more about this whole hooker deal he just agreed to.

“Maybe I’m clearly out of my lane, but I know a girl that kinda looks like you and her tits aren’t as big. What size are ya?” He leaned toward her, tilting his head as she quickly turned with a very upset face and red cheeks.

“Excuse me??”

“You heard me. It’s not like I asked how your pus—“

“Enough!! You’re disgraceful! How are you related to such a pig??”

“Your sweetheart isn’t much better.”

“You take that back!! Zonic is a wonderful, respectful gentleman! He Is always polite and constantly thoughtful and never disgusting like you! I can’t believe you’d say such a thing to a lady!”

“I can make you a lady if you let me—“ Zamy slapped Scourge clear across the face, standing up and grabbing her bag.

“Deplorable!! Just horrible! I’m so sorry Zonic I can’t be around such a sexist creep!” She huffed, stomping towards the door and left. Well that was… easy.

“Pssh… she’s quite a prude.. ow.” He rubbed his cheek and sighed. “Well there you have it. Your girl is gone so there.”

TBC.
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