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With a little luck he would find someone before 11:30.\n\nA group of raccoons filtered into a nearby sex shop laughing as they entered. A female gray wolf posed on the opposite corner, skin tight dress accentuating her curves in the night light. A little bell on her collar shined as she bent down to the car window of a potential customer. \n\nWith a sigh he carefully peeled off his jacket as he watched the wolf climb into the backseat of the sedan. Pale silvery fur shimmered under the artificial light, the tips almost holographic as he deposited his jacket to the floor and stepped out in the street light of his corner.\n\nThe red light district of Soleanna catered to the “animalistic” needs of all species. Under the cover of night and early morning Silver had catered to all manner of tastes. Desire and lust had many forms and he had long since become desensitized to differences in reproductive anatomy by species. In this light the past was no different from the future.\n\n Almost immediately he was surprised to see a hooded figure approach from the right. As shady as the figure seemed Silver wasn’t one to push away a potential customer based upon looks. Rent was due. If push came to shove his powers would come in handy.\n\n“What are your rates?” The voice was young but low. Silver guessed that the one before him was an armadillo, his black nose much like his own protruded out of the oversized hood and his silhouette was curved due to the bulge under his hood. It was always interesting and slightly daunting to find that he was attractive enough to lure all manner of mobians and even a few humans to his corner. This armadillo in front of him was male, and just slightly taller than him. His physique was covered by the extra large hoodie and flared jeans. Black shiny sneakers were on his extremely large feet.\n\nWhat is it they said about large feet?\n\nOh yeah...\n\n“40 for a bj, 80 for a pegging, 120 for the full package. No bareback.” \nA pause and he nodded subtly. “ Full package...please. I have a place down the street.” \nFlashing a charming smile to his secured customer Silver motioned him down the street as he psychokinetically picked up his jacket.\n\n“Lead the way luv...” \n\nIf the armadillo had been surprised by his powers he didn’t show it. It was a solid rule that contact with a customer was kept to a minimum until behind closed doors or until they are out of range. As they made their way down the street, strangely, his John made conversation.\n\n“You are pretty young to be working the streets.”\n\nSilver bit his lip. It wasn’t the first time his youth was brought to his attention. \n\n“If you are worried about experience I can prove I’m worth your while.”\n\n“No, no...I was just wondering why someone so young would choose... this.”\n \nA sickening feeling bloomed in the albinos stomach. The conversation was awkward and unwelcome. Looking up he felt a small amount of relief as his client led him up the steps to the second story of one of the well known local motels. Silently they arrived at a peeling door marked “206.” Thrusting the key in the lock his client motioned him in. Familiar with the motel interior and layout due to his “profession” Silver sat on the corner of the bed as the door was locked.\n\nEven in the limited light, the floral wallpaper was as sickly yellow and brown as Silver remembered. The queen bed took up the majority of the room. It’s dusty sheets matched the stained carpet.\n\n“Giving or receiving?” The question was breathy as Silver sensuously stood from the bed and draped his arms over his clients shoulders scratching through the hoodie down his new John’s back...quills?\n\nIce shot through Silver’s veins as an unmistakable smirk formed on the peach muzzle before him. \n\n“Taking.” A peach hand reached up to carefully peel back an oversized hood. Electric cobalt quills were freed from their confinement. \n\n“I’m taking you away from here.”\n\nStepping back, a scowl formed on Silver’s pale face. The young one had believed he had secured the rest of his rent in one go. Avoiding the piercing emerald gaze of who he considered a former friend and ally, Silver made for the door. \n\n“Stop!” \n\nThe time traveler paused at the exclamation, his hand clasping the dull doorknob before him.\n\n“My time is for paying customers only. I will not accept charity Sonic.” Silver muttered softly, silently wondering how many customers he could get if he made it back to his corner that instant. He prayed that at least one would want more than a blowjob- his jaw was still sore enough from the day before.\n\n“I... I am a paying customer.” Sonic spoke with uncertainty that was laced with determination.\n“You do not want my services and I am not going anywhere.” With that Silver stepped out of the motel into the night air only to reel back as a police cruisers light assaulted his vision. Anger flared up within the psychokinetic.\n\n“You brought them here.” He turned tone accusatory watching the hero of mobius step out onto the landing to join the other.\n\n“I didn’t. But I will help them if I have to. You don’t deserve this.” \n\nSilver watched frozen as a brown bulldog cuffed a young black spotted rabbit that he personally recognized from a “full nude” strip bar down the street. Apparently she had taken to fully selling herself on the side. Her black metal bangles rattled as she was forced into the cruiser. Her short lacy dress barely covered the seed coating her inner thighs.\n\nBehind the soft words was a threat. Sonic would turn him in if he had to. While Silver’s powers were great he could not evade a supersonic hedgehog and the police if they were to track him down.\n\nHe hadn’t eaten in a while, and he knew he wouldn’t even have the energy to be on the run. Silvery quills drooped as the younger one submitted, allowing the cobalt hero to lead him back inside to the dusty bed once more.\n“What do you want from me?” Silver muttered dejected as he stared at the black sneakers the other wore, wondering if they had the same capabilities as the trademark ones. If not, then Silver could make a break for it.\n\nA small two tailed insignia on the side shot his hopes.\n\n“I want to know why. Why this?” Sonic raised his hands pointing at the young prostitutes physique highlighting the tight black skinny jeans, the black high heeled lace up kinky boots, the platinum studded belt that hugged his hips, the black metal choker with the ever so prominent silver O-ring that caressed his neck and jingled as he serviced his clients, the matching cuffs that were used only for the most dominating of tastes.\n\nHe would not deny that his specialty was fetish.\n\nWith golden eyes framed in pitch black eyeliner and a touch of iridescent glitter, Silver looked deep into Sonic’s striking green gaze reading the exasperation and sobriety the other had.\n\n“Sonic, I have... nothing.” Before Sonic could interrupt he continued, carefully recalling everything he had been struggling with now that he was forced back in the past.\n\n“I have no money, I can’t read, write, and I can barely count.” Silver watched Sonic’s eyes widen and settle on a bit of rope burn that he knew was peeking out from under his collar.\n\n“I am not in this ... system. I have no records. I can’t get a job or go to a doctor.” Sighing, the albino watched as the hero's eyes met his own once more.\n\n“I shouldn’t even exist.” \n\nThe futuristic albino’s stare was haunting.\n\nSonic struggled to intervene.\n\n“We can fix that... the United Federation will...”\n\n“Will what?” The albino’s gaze hardened. “I’ll seen how they treat those with powers, especially you and Shadow. I know that you don’t even trust this... government.” \n\n Silver struggled with the last word. It was clear he hardly understood it’s principle and could only see it’s power. \n\n“This...” Silver stood gesturing to himself as he looked directly at the other.\n\n“..is all I know.”\n\nA heavy silence fell between the two. It was clear Sonic was shell shocked, not quite realizing the predicament the futuristic time traveler was in until it was explicitly laid out for him. \n“You did this... in the future?” Sonic questioned carefully as Silver averted his gaze.\n\n“Yes” Silver breathed. “When you have nothing, at least you have something you know? We had to eat. What others had or found they would share if they were persuaded...”\n\n“Often times it was work, or a trade,... but sometimes it was this.”\n\n“Did Blaze?!” Sonic spoke up mouth agape at the realization.\n\n“No, we couldn’t risk her having a child. I offered myself. It was a lot more common for males to mate with males. I don’t understand why it is supposedly bad in the past.”\n\nThe shocked hero moved to sit, going over everything the other had said. It looked like the world’s first profession was also the last. An old worn digital clock flickered indicating it was only a few minutes to midnight. Slowly and in a daze, Silver moved to the edge of the bed and laid down. Within moments the young psychokinetic was breathing evenly in a deep sleep. \n\nEver so silently Sonic moved to the albino’s side. Carefully, he began to take off the restrictive articles of clothing the other wore noting the bites and hickeys that showed through the psychokinetic’s pale fur.\n\nSilver could easily overpower others and simply take what he needed and yet, he didn’t. The futuristic traveler truly believed that he needed to earn through service.\n\nSonic moved to lay beside the albino, tempted to run his hand along the curve of the others chest and feel the undoubtedly soft chest fur that captured everyones attention. Before long the hero fell asleep watching the soft breathing of the other. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "He was bitter... jaded... broken.

On the corner of 32 and Elm he stood. His worn leather jacket shone under the glow of the dirty street lamps above. Hands in dark skinny jeans, his emaciated body leaned against a decrepit building, golden eyes scanning the Friday night crowd. With a little luck he would find someone before 11:30.

A group of raccoons filtered into a nearby sex shop laughing as they entered. A female gray wolf posed on the opposite corner, skin tight dress accentuating her curves in the night light. A little bell on her collar shined as she bent down to the car window of a potential customer.

With a sigh he carefully peeled off his jacket as he watched the wolf climb into the backseat of the sedan. Pale silvery fur shimmered under the artificial light, the tips almost holographic as he deposited his jacket to the floor and stepped out in the street light of his corner.

The red light district of Soleanna catered to the “animalistic” needs of all species. Under the cover of night and early morning Silver had catered to all manner of tastes. Desire and lust had many forms and he had long since become desensitized to differences in reproductive anatomy by species. In this light the past was no different from the future.

 Almost immediately he was surprised to see a hooded figure approach from the right. As shady as the figure seemed Silver wasn’t one to push away a potential customer based upon looks. Rent was due. If push came to shove his powers would come in handy.

“What are your rates?” The voice was young but low. Silver guessed that the one before him was an armadillo, his black nose much like his own protruded out of the oversized hood and his silhouette was curved due to the bulge under his hood. It was always interesting and slightly daunting to find that he was attractive enough to lure all manner of mobians and even a few humans to his corner. This armadillo in front of him was male, and just slightly taller than him. His physique was covered by the extra large hoodie and flared jeans. Black shiny sneakers were on his extremely large feet.

What is it they said about large feet?

Oh yeah...

“40 for a bj, 80 for a pegging, 120 for the full package. No bareback.”
A pause and he nodded subtly. “ Full package...please. I have a place down the street.”
Flashing a charming smile to his secured customer Silver motioned him down the street as he psychokinetically picked up his jacket.

“Lead the way luv...”

If the armadillo had been surprised by his powers he didn’t show it. It was a solid rule that contact with a customer was kept to a minimum until behind closed doors or until they are out of range. As they made their way down the street, strangely, his John made conversation.

“You are pretty young to be working the streets.”

Silver bit his lip. It wasn’t the first time his youth was brought to his attention.

“If you are worried about experience I can prove I’m worth your while.”

“No, no...I was just wondering why someone so young would choose... this.”
 
A sickening feeling bloomed in the albinos stomach. The conversation was awkward and unwelcome. Looking up he felt a small amount of relief as his client led him up the steps to the second story of one of the well known local motels. Silently they arrived at a peeling door marked “206.” Thrusting the key in the lock his client motioned him in. Familiar with the motel interior and layout due to his “profession” Silver sat on the corner of the bed as the door was locked.

Even in the limited light, the floral wallpaper was as sickly yellow and brown as Silver remembered. The queen bed took up the majority of the room. It’s dusty sheets matched the stained carpet.

“Giving or receiving?” The question was breathy as Silver sensuously stood from the bed and draped his arms over his clients shoulders scratching through the hoodie down his new John’s back...quills?

Ice shot through Silver’s veins as an unmistakable smirk formed on the peach muzzle before him.

“Taking.” A peach hand reached up to carefully peel back an oversized hood. Electric cobalt quills were freed from  their confinement.

“I’m taking you away from here.”

Stepping back, a scowl formed on Silver’s pale face. The young one had believed he had secured the rest of his rent in one go. Avoiding the piercing emerald gaze of who he considered a former friend and ally, Silver made for the door.

“Stop!”

The time traveler paused at the exclamation, his hand clasping the dull doorknob before him.

“My time is for paying customers only. I will not accept charity Sonic.” Silver muttered softly, silently wondering how many customers he could get if he made it back to his corner that instant. He prayed that at least one would want more than a blowjob- his jaw was still sore enough from the day before.

“I... I am a paying customer.” Sonic spoke with uncertainty that was laced with determination.
“You do not want my services and I am not going anywhere.” With that Silver stepped out of the motel into the night air only to reel back as a police cruisers light assaulted his vision. Anger flared up within the psychokinetic.

“You brought them here.” He turned tone accusatory watching the hero of mobius step out onto the landing to join the other.

“I didn’t. But I will help them if I have to. You don’t deserve this.”

Silver watched frozen as a brown bulldog cuffed a young black spotted rabbit that he personally recognized from a “full nude” strip bar down the street. Apparently she had taken to fully selling herself on the side. Her black metal bangles rattled as she was forced into the cruiser. Her short lacy dress barely covered the seed coating her inner thighs.

Behind the soft words was a threat. Sonic would turn him in if he had to. While Silver’s powers were great he could not evade a supersonic hedgehog and the police if they were to track him down.

He hadn’t eaten in a while, and he knew he wouldn’t even have the energy to be on the run. Silvery quills drooped as the younger one submitted, allowing the cobalt hero to lead him back inside to the dusty bed once more.
“What do you want from me?” Silver muttered dejected as he stared at the black sneakers the other wore, wondering if they had the same capabilities as the trademark ones. If not, then Silver could make a break for it.

A small two tailed insignia on the side shot his hopes.

“I want to know why. Why this?” Sonic raised his hands pointing at the young prostitutes physique highlighting the tight black skinny jeans, the black high heeled lace up kinky boots, the platinum studded belt that hugged his hips, the black metal choker with the ever so prominent silver O-ring that caressed his neck and jingled as he serviced his clients, the matching cuffs that were used only for the most dominating of tastes.

He would not deny that his specialty was fetish.

With golden eyes framed in pitch black eyeliner and a touch of iridescent glitter, Silver looked deep into Sonic’s striking green gaze reading the exasperation and sobriety the other had.

“Sonic, I have... nothing.” Before Sonic could interrupt he continued, carefully recalling everything he had been struggling with now that he was forced back in the past.

“I have no money, I can’t read, write, and I can barely count.” Silver watched Sonic’s eyes widen and settle on a bit of rope burn that he knew was peeking out from under his collar.

“I am not in this ... system. I have no records. I can’t get a job or go to a doctor.” Sighing, the albino watched as the hero's eyes met his own once more.

“I shouldn’t even exist.”

The futuristic albino’s stare was haunting.

Sonic struggled to intervene.

“We can fix that... the United Federation will...”

“Will what?” The albino’s gaze hardened. “I’ll seen how they treat those with powers, especially you and Shadow. I know that you don’t even trust this... government.”

 Silver struggled with the last word. It was clear he hardly understood it’s principle and could only see it’s power.

“This...” Silver stood gesturing to himself as he looked directly at the other.

“..is all I know.”

A heavy silence fell between the two. It was clear Sonic was shell shocked, not quite realizing the predicament the futuristic time traveler was in until it was explicitly laid out for him.
“You did this... in the future?” Sonic questioned carefully as Silver averted his gaze.

“Yes” Silver breathed. “When you have nothing, at least you have something you know? We had to eat. What others had or found they would share if they were persuaded...”

“Often times it was work, or a trade,... but sometimes it was this.”

“Did Blaze?!” Sonic spoke up mouth agape at the realization.

“No, we couldn’t risk her having a child. I offered myself. It was a lot more common for males to mate with males. I don’t understand why it is supposedly bad in the past.”

The shocked hero moved to sit, going over everything the other had said. It looked like the world’s first profession was also the last. An old worn digital clock flickered indicating it was only a few minutes to midnight. Slowly and in a daze, Silver moved to the edge of the bed and laid down. Within moments the young psychokinetic was breathing evenly in a deep sleep.

Ever so silently Sonic moved to the albino’s side. Carefully, he began to take off the restrictive articles of clothing the other wore noting the bites and hickeys that showed through the psychokinetic’s pale fur.

Silver could easily overpower others and simply take what he needed and yet, he didn’t. The futuristic traveler truly believed that he needed to earn through service.

Sonic moved to lay beside the albino, tempted to run his hand along the curve of the others chest and feel the undoubtedly soft chest fur that captured everyones attention. Before long the hero fell asleep watching the soft breathing of the other.
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