Staring out in the vastness of space, Infinite levitated above the atmosphere, the power of the Phantom Ruby casting an aura around his body and protecting him from the divinity of the universe's law. This gem which shielded him from the freezing cold, the absence of oxygen, and pull of gravity was more than just a lifeline, it was a weapon, a tool to redesign the world below him how he saw fit. 

It's his most important possession and he'll never forget when the ruby was surgically grafted into his chest, when the two became one. 
It was the defining moment of his existence, an inescapable pain that forged him into a supreme being. 
Throughout his life, he only knew such pain. The abandonment of family at a young age, the harshness of survival in a barren environment, the brutality of those stronger, and the cruel machinations of the lawless world where kindness was sign of weakness. 

However, pain helped him evolve. 

He survived it all, found kinship in those who harbored similar pasts, and established a role outside of society fitting one such as himself, a mercenary. 
Then, more pain. 
It was all stripped away from him in an instant by the Ultimate Life Form. 
He was left alone, beaten, broken and with no other choice but to start over. 
As much as he hated Shadow, he had a sliver of gratitude for him. In tearing down what he was, he gave him the opportunity to become more. And this very same principle is what Infinite did for Sonic. 
Pain removed those fake ideals and helped the hero to see not only what the world truly was, but what he could be. 
Pain was going to be a part of his life from now on, that much Infinite promised as he wanted his pet to reach his full potential. However, this was not at all what he envisioned. Never did he imagine things would go so far that his beloved hedgehog would just wither away. Rubbing the gem on his chest, feeling it pulsing as it glistened against the darkness of the void, he wondered if it was possible to save him, and if he was saved, how could they be together again with the ruby between them? 

The jackal had to consider what was truly his most important possession and what he was willing to sacrifice. 



On the Death Egg, in the padded cell deep within the station, Silver was frozen. Staring at Sonic's erect equipment, he quivered at the thought of touching it. "I'm not sure I can do this..." he admitted with diffidence while glancing between his friend's face and between his legs. It wasn't just a matter of performance at this stage, it was a question of if any of this would really help Sonic? He looked like he had one foot already in the grave. Would having sex with him somehow create a miracle or would it just finish him off? 
Then of course, his contemplation was yet again trounced on by Eggman's impertinent impatience, "IT'S CALLED A BLOWJOB YOU SIMPLETON!!! --USE YOUR HAND--USE YOUR MOUTH--USE SOMETHING! THAT THING'S NOT GOING TO STAY HARD FOREVER!" Silver jerked at the abrupt suggestions. His annoyance at the doctor had long since turned into frustration as he had been fumbling his way through this entire time without any real guidance accept for what happened between them while he was blindfolded. Thinking back, he knew by the heat he felt before that Sonic had to have used his mouth. The white hedgehog gulped at the thought of putting his mouth around such a thing, but he also knew if he was going to do this, he had to do it right and with a deep breath, he enveloped the member with his lips. 

The taste was unlike anything he ever had before. Salty? No. Sweet? Not quite. It was a unique flavor of its own with a special kind of texture and form. As he sat there holding it in his mouth, the doctor shouted that this method only works if he starts sucking. Letting go of the breath he was holding, he then began to inhale as he slurped on the tender cylinder. Automatically, he started going up and down on it, caressing it with his tongue as he knew Sonic had done. Scared he would accidentally scrape it with his teeth, he worked diligently to keep his jaw open wide enough, and thankfully prevailed. He found a good rythmn and seemingly forgot about what he was really doing because he actually started to enjoy it. He started to feel something grow warm inside himself, like something was awakening. His heart began beating faster, prompting him to suck both harder and faster, practically absorbing it all fervently. The blue hedgehog's weak grunts turned into loud moans as the arousal finally brought him back from the world of dreams and nightmares into a kind of lucidity that still felt like a fantasy. 

"S-Silver?" he weakly whispered as he saw his friend's eyes shine from between his legs. The time traveler glanced upward, but didn't stop. He knew he had to finish what he started. He kept going as much as he could until he began to sense the throbbing at the back of his throat. The liquid that was dripping before was about to splurt in full force and he was determined to make it happen. "Sil-ver...s-stop...I-I'm going to---" Sonic grunted as his labored breaths heightened at the peak of ecstasy. Within a moment, the deed was done and his friend's mouth was full of his seed. Not knowing what else to do, Silver swallowed hard, taking in as much as he could. They both panted as Silver removed his lips from the equipment, with Sonic disorientedly looking to him, "....hah...ah....w-why did you do that?" he questioned dizzily, barely able to hold his head up. With a little triumphant giggle while wiping his mouth, Silver couldn't help but jest, "Consider it payback for the blowjob you gave me!" 

This response both surprised the blue blur and made him scoff an awkward laugh. It was embarrassing being in this position, but his heart felt lighter. His friend didn't completely hate him! The relief of this was like a giant weight had been lifted off his shoulders. As the two stared at each other, sporting unique smiles despite their visibly terrible appearances, more laughter attempted to ensue, but unfortunately the speaker blasted again, this time shocking them both. "THAT'S NOT ENOUGH DATA, RATS! KEEP GOING!" 

Silver was celebrating his victory prematurely. He thought by making Sonic expel that liquid that his job was finished, but no, there was much more he needed to do. Like a reaction to ice cold water splashing his back, goosebumps formed over his body as he recalled what happened in his cell---he was penetrated. Looking at the still slightly erect mamber, he remembered vividly how much it hurt being stretched, rammed, and jostled. There was some pleasure amidst somewhere, but it was so hard to find that the prospect of reliving that pain made him hesitate. Sonic saw his worried expression, the fear shrinking those golden eyes while he was biting his bottom lip in reluctance and trepidation. The blue blur knew what was going through his mind and placed his hand atop of Silver's assuringly, surprising the time traveler who was caught so deep in thought. 

"It's okay..." he said gently, "...you don't have to." 

Silver was taken aback. Looking at Sonic's broken body, his pale visage painted in hues of red and purple, his half-closed eyes conveying warmth and empathy; the broken hero, his fallen idol, was willing to die rather than subject him to an uncomfortable situation. Suddenly, the words he said to Sonic last time popped into his head and he instantly regretted it all. He was still that person, buried under the damage Eggman and Infinite inflicted on him. He was still a hero, but most importantly, he was still his friend and he had to try to save him! With solid conviction, he silently positioned himself above Sonic's waist, lined up as best he could until he felt the tip touch the oustide of his anus, and began to descend. He was shaking nervously, the goal and the challenge to reach it had him fighting himself to relax. The cum and spit had lubricated it efficiently enough, but it was still a difficult obstacle to overcome both mentally and physically. 

"Silver---don't. It'll hurt!" The blue hedgehog exclaimed as he grabbed Silver's arm. Feeling the meek grip and knowing that it was all he could do further inspired the white hedgehog to force out a grin through his grimace while sliding slowly down on top of the cylinder, "If you can do it, so can I!" he grunted. "We've come this far and you've never quit a race before crossing the finish line!" 

The blue blur was at a loss for words. Tears came to his eyes as he saw the pain imprint on his friend's face while his hard rod pierced his delicate, tight insides. This felt wrong to him on so many levels. First and foremost, his instincts reminded him that he belonged to Infinite--his beloved. The jackal was his whole world, his only reason for living--the creator of his new life and the one who controlled it. Although his master wanted him to do whatever was necessary to survive, this still felt like a betrayal because of what he started to feel in that moment went beyond the physical pleasure. 
Sonic was always willing to endure any hardship, any amount of suffering if it meant his friends didn't have to. Now, Silver was doing it for him. He had never been on the receiving end of such consideration and so it felt alien to him. He had always cared deeply for the naive hedgehog, their friendship, though short in comparison to the relationships he's had his lifelong friends, was a strong one nonetheless. Now, as they merged into one, that affection grew and Sonic could feel his heart shift in unexpected ways. 

The melding of white and blue fur was almost indistinguishable as their bodies intwined in the dance of boundless pleasure. As Silver looked down at Sonic's flushed face, he instantly pressed their lips together, their tears unifying into single streams. It seemed only natural. The fallen hero rubbed his fingers through his friend's soft quills and down his back, feeling an intensity grow within. Moans escaped both of them despite their mouths being clasped so tightly in a passionate embrace of their mingling tongues. Up and down, up and down, Silver rode Sonic's equipment with such fervor, the sensation sending chills through his body as he found the right spots within him that enjoyed the experience the most. They were in their own little world in this moment. No longer were they in that cell. No longer were they prisoners of the cruel doctor aboard his space station. It was just them and the feelings transpiring between them. Silver was becoming eraptured in it all as he slipped his hands over Sonic's damaged frame, but the moment he felt how ematiciated he had become, he instantly slowed down. The time traveler remembered seeing many in such a condition in his own era, individuals starving, suffering from sickness, all becoming frail to the point they couldn't even function. He didn't want to hurt Sonic and began to assert some rationality in their intimacy.

However, Sonic was not one to take things slow, and in comparison to those from Silver's time, he had not reached that point just yet. He was able to thrust his hips upward, meeting his friend's descent each time and thus compounding the pressure. Silver was so tight and Sonic was so hard, the combination of the two plus the squeeze, the heat, and the overwhelming urge to hit the climax drove the pair of hedgehogs to ravage one another. Something was stirring, something that needed more. Out of nowhere, the blue blur mustered the strength to sit up and switch positions. Holding Silver's legs up, he began humping harder and faster, much to white hedgehog's astonishment. An unusual light started to shine within his friend's eyes as Silver began to whine and whimper at his enthusiasm. "---S-SONIC! IT'S---IT'S TOO MUCH!!!" he screamed. 

But aside from panting and grunting, Sonic made no other sounds. His face appeared completely stoic, like he was in another world and something else was controlling his body. Clawing at the cushioned floor, Silver gritted his teeth as he tried his best to withstand what he was experiencing. His insides were on fire! Bleeding and throbbing as the trusts continued rapidly and deeply. No matter how much he wriggled, Sonic's grip on his legs prevented him from moving. 

"How did he get so strong all of a sudden?" he wondered. "Before, he could barely lift his head---now he's keeping me pinned down. And he's acting so differently. What's---what's happening to him?" Silver pondered with great concern as he tried to keep his wits about him through the tempest of pain and pleasure. Sonic's claws began digging into Silver's thighs, causing him to wince and try to reach up to him. However, the fallen hero merely rose his hips higher, essentially bending the white hedgehog in half as he continued to hammer down into him. "GAH!!!" He exclaimed as he felt even more pressure and burning building within his stretching anus that was squirting crimson upon each thrust. "SONIC!!!---S-STOP!!!---PLEASE!!!" He pleaded on deaf ears. Nothing could stop him. The white padded floor was staining red akin to Silver's eyes as he strained his last tears before inevitably passing out in a fading whimper. But Sonic kept going. He kept going and going, releasing and continuing, releasing and continuing until finally something stopped him like the flip of a switch and he collapsed on top of his friend. 

The jolt of the impact slightly awakened Silver, who peered down at the fallen hero with confusion, sympathy, and worry. As exhaustion began to overtake him once more, he placed his hand gently on the blue fur and rubbed it soothingly, "Sonic...can you hear me?" 

As for Sonic, he had long since drifted away from the conscious realm. However, he could feel something strange stirring within his entire body, something soft, familiar, and sweet, like a calming lullaby that he could have sworn spoke to him with loving words that gave him great comfort.

"I'm here."