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\n\t\t\t\t\t| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tKnuckles was outright horrible at hiding the fact he was pent up. Sonic wasn’t some ‘Ultimate Life Form’ like Shadow, but he’d learned enough about puberty to understand the weird shifts in his red friend’s nature and temper. He knew about the mood swings that could come when a guy had blue balls. But luckily he had a bathroom he could take care of such urges with, even if jerking off didn’t always cut it. But the poor knucklehead probably hadn’t even been touching himself! If anything, Sonic wanted to help, but he hated the idea of forcing himself on his buddy. But one thing he was good at, that even Tails could admit to, was pour on the charm and seduction. Rouge had it down to an art, but he wasn’t exactly an amateur. “C’mon, Knux, you sure you don’t wanna spar or something?” he chuckled, crossing his arms behind his head. Chaos love him, Knuckles could be so stubborn and shy. He didn’t miss the way he blushed when he said ‘or something,’ as was his intent. He had to goad his buddy into cutting loose. Cuz really, who wouldn’t? “I’m fine, hedgehog, I just need my space!” he growled back, looking over his shoulder. “I’ve just been irritated with this weather…” Well, that could be true, as it had been unusually warm and sunny, while Knuckles preferred cooler, cloudy weather. But Sonic wasn’t deterred, making sure to turn a bit, showing off his pert rear. He wasn’t sure if the gulp he heard was fabricated in his own head or real, but he heard it all the same, bending over a bit. “You sure, Knux? You know I’m always free to help you work a load off~” he started to stretch, making sure to show off his best features. “Please. You couldn’t handle it if I really took out all my stress on you.” The challenge in Knuckles’ voice wasn’t missed, and Sonic decided to stop playing coy. He turned back around with a wild smirk, taking a gloved finger into his mouth and tugging it up with his teeth. As soon as the gloves were off, the shoes and socks were following, something that spoke volumes above his subtly lewd taunts. “Want me to prove it, big guy?” he chuckled, sitting down and spreading his legs, curling his toes cutely while one hand drifted over his crotch. “Give me your worst.” He’d soon come to initially regret that remark, but that regret would soon fade along with the feeling in his legs. \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
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Favorite the lineart by soina here:
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