The lights were dim, the shimmer of their tears were like stars in the night as their heaves and huffs were akin to gusting winds beating against the trunks of hollow trees. Silver laid on his back, his legs held in the air by the cold, metallic constructs of his returning-client Finitevus, whom was taking great pleasure in testing his latest designs of erotic technology on him. Meanwhile, Sonic lay a few feet away, face down, his anus being pulverized by the sophisticated creations of Dr. Starline. 

The two scientists were conducting a meeting over dinner earlier that evening when they happened to encounter Mephiles, whom had just been entrusted with safeguarding Infinite's favorite pet for the next few days as a returned favor. Over cocktails, the dark one invited the geniuses to the use of his facilities and have some "fun" over the extended weekend. The opportunity to taste the exclusive privately-owned hedgehog was especially intriguing to Starline, whereas Finitevus was eager to try some new tricks on Silver. After posing a toast to their exciting undertaking, the trio wasted no time in accompanying Mephiles to his suite and meeting their delectable toys.  

"Have your way with the gray one, but try not to leave any lasting marks on the blue," Mephiles advised with candor, "he'll need to be in prime condition when he's returned to his master next week."

And so the games began and continued on into the night. 

Silver had lost count of how many times Finitevus cummed inside of him, humming a terrible tune as he caused more blood to spill from his victim. 
"GGGAHHHH!!!" he screamed while his client chuckled, "That's it, SING FOR ME!" 

"Why is this happening to him?!" he yelled within his mind, "How did he end up like this?! Is there no escape?! No release from this pain?!"

He shook his head as he tried to drown it all out until he noticed Sonic was staring at him. His stunning emerald eyes were glazed over like he was bordering between the realm of sleep and the nightmare of their reality, and though he could easily surrender to the pull of slumber, he was clearly fighting to remain on the conscious plain as he bit his lower lip whenever his eyelids refused to open. 

"Why is he fighting to stay awake?" Silver thought while studying his fellow toy's face, "I WISH I COULD BLACK OUT!!! I wish I could do something, ANYTHING just to get away from here somehow."

It was then that Sonic gently reached his hand over to him, slanting it upward for Silver to take. This small gesture made the gray hedgehog's eyes widen as he realized what his peer was doing. He had been fighting against everything all this time; the pain, the fatigue, the disorientation and the pull of the dreaming world just so Silver wouldn't be alone in this.

The tears of agony were blended with those of gratitude and kinship as he reached his hand over to Sonic's, their fingers touching just enough to clasp together. 
Aside from the grunts, moans, and random screams that each hedgehog made due to the twisted enthusiasm of their temporary owners, no words were spoken between them. 
None needed to be. They held on to each other, even when they were physically separated to be moved into new positions, nothing stood between their connection. 

They were in this together and together they'll survive it.