He didn’t know how long the illusion would last. It was something he had never concerned himself with, as his illusions were always paltry in effort but violent in nature, making them easily conquerable and discernible from real life. He’d simply made hallucinations to play with his enemies. He’d never outright altered someone’s mentality, and was ashamed to have ended up doing it to the only being he cared for. He had acted on such a desperate impulse, and didn’t actually know how he’d altered Gadget’s psyche. There was nothing for the wolf to fight or conquer in this one. Regardless, he had to maintain it in order to keep his crimson beauty at his side, until he thought of a way to win him back over. He just needed time. Everything would be alright, Gadget would surely understand. He wouldn’t leave him over this. It would all work out. “It is late, and you are tired. Come, sweet one.” Gadget languidly approached the jackal and took a black-gloved hand in his own. With a raised brow, Infinite walked them back into the fortress and to the bedchambers. He removed the small rucksack off the wolf’s shoulder, ushered him into bed and tucked him in. Just as Infinite removed his mask and slipped under the covers, the red wolf was on top of him. The jackal stared. “What are you doing? Are you not tired?” Infinite sat up and repositioned the wolf onto his side of the bed. He gaped as the wolf got on all fours, arched his back, and lifted his tail towards the dark canine. There was no way it was really his lovely one submitting himself like that. Guilt punched him in the stomach - all the pent up lust he’d been holding back in the last month had manifested into the cast illusion. “You don’t really want that, love.” The jackal manhandled him back under the covers, despite the unhappy whines and protests. As soon as Infinite thought the red canine was settled for the night, a red rump was perched on his groin and two shaky palms were splayed out on his chest. His eyes snapped open as he hissed in pleasure. Gadget was erect and dripping precum. Infinite moved to wrestle him off of his person again, but faltered when a needy whimper escaped the crimson canine’s lips. “Please…” Gadget ground himself against the dark jackal’s groin, and Infinite inhaled sharply. His member was already out of its pouch and rock hard. The perched canine moved to nestle the head of it against his twitching entrance, and Infinite lost the battle of wills. His hands grasped the wolf’s hips and slammed him down onto his cock. Gadget cried out as the jackal growled. He flipped him over and hammered himself inside the lascivious wolf, who spread his legs and wrapped them around Infinite’s waist. He unwrapped the lithe red legs to instead press them forward, and get his shaft further up inside the wolf’s guts. “Dammit… you made me do this to you…” It was the furthest thing from the truth. In response, Gadget anchored himself by pressing his palms onto the wall behind, and began thrusting in sync. He mewled and sobbed. “Aaaah-! Harder!” Infinite snarled and doubled down on the sweaty wolf’s prostate as they both quickly unraveled. The jackal came down from the high while still pulsing inside the bedazzled wolf. He dropped his head against Gadget’s heaving chest. “You’ll probably remember this and hate me even more than you already do. If you remember, I hope you know that I hate myself just as much.” __________________________________________ The next day, Infinite had hurriedly showered before leaving to continue his restoration. He felt like everyone already knew what he’d done, and snapped at some of the mobians he’d been instructing when they gossiped about his twitchy demeanor. He did triple what he usually would in half the time, and returned to the fortress. To his horror, Gadget sat on the bed still covered in cum. “Did you eat at all, sweet one? Or shower?” The messy canine only blinked, and flicked his tail a bit. Infinite immediately hauled him out of bed to wash him, which was a struggle because the wolf kept palming at both himself and the jackal. He would have loved this while he was still dominating the world, but it was just deplorable now that he’d realized a small degree of benevolence within his character. I fucked up and took him for granted. Upon cleaning Gadget’s private areas, he discovered that he had caused a small tear to his hole, and it was still bleeding. He berated himself vehemently. “Fucking selfish idiot.” After doing his best to care for the wound, followed by practically force feeding him, he noticed a series of notifications on the wolf’s phone. Squashing his guilt, he opened them to see that Gadget had texted his family. He’d said he would be there for the week, likely while he’d been stomping out of the fortress. Now his parents were wondering what time he planned to arrive. The panicked jackal debated sending a text stating he was too busy, but foresight told him it would just be borrowed time. He cringed as he also realized that Gadget would probably continue to neglect himself while under the illusion. The bedsheets were covered in their bodily fluids, as well as flecks of blood on Gadget’s side. The wolf was currently glued to his side, nuzzling against his chest. Infinite apologetically ran his fingers through the fur on his cheek. “I’m sorry for hurting you like this, love.” He didn’t acknowledge it, but the dark-furred jackal hadn’t expected him to. The rest of his day involved coaxing the red canine to eat, drink, and - Chaos help him - even use the bathroom. When evening came, he slipped sleeping pills into a glass of water so that he wouldn’t have a repeat of the previous night. It would have been easier to cast another illusion, but he didn’t want to use the phantom ruby on his wolf again. _________________________ To his dismay, the smell of arousal coupled with the feeling of a round bottom rubbing against his groin told him that Gadget was somehow awake first. The red furred canine had nudged himself flush against Infinite’s body, and was waiting to be penetrated. Infinite grit his teeth and almost howled at all the emotions overtaking him. He picked Gadget up bridal style and brought him into the lavatory, cringing as the wolf whined for not getting what he wanted. It made washing him an even more trying task than the day before. He brought him to the kitchens to coax him into eating again - that was even harder as well. You’re sick. Now you’d rather he be an invalid and unable to leave, than be himself and free. He quickly relocated the red wolf back into the bedchambers before leaving. He was almost done fixing all the damage he’d caused. Looking into it more, the phantom ruby made anything easy to accomplish. It should have never made it into his hands. Just as he officially completed his final long standing task and stood there eyeing it up, he was confronted by the smell of rodent. He paused, and a second later a blur of blue was in his masked face. “Hey, Infinite! Any idea why Gadg hasn’t answered our messages?” Infinite, despite the inner trepidation churning in his stomach, stood stoic. “His cell phone has not been acquiring any signal lately.” Lying ass. Sonic stood there tapping his foot. His face remained neutral, but the masked jackal could smell a range of displeased emotions radiating off his core. “Why doesn’t he at least go tell his family then? He was supposed to be there yesterday or something.” Infinite didn’t have a cover for that. He lost his rectitude and encased the hedgehog in a box of glimmering cubes. Sonic squawked and spat obscenities his way. “Stay out of our business. Gadget is fine. Are we clear?” The blue hedgehog glowered at him. “I can keep you here all day if you wish to be obnoxious.” Sonic shook in anger and grit his teeth. “I don’t know what in Chaos is going on, but we’d all like to hear from him within a day from now. Isn’t that reasonable, Infinite?” The cubes further constricted the hedgehog’s body for a few moments out of pettiness, before releasing him. “You should quit meddling where you don’t belong, hedgehog.” The masked canine disappeared before Sonic could bite back a retort. _____________________________ Infinite paced around in the foyer. Gadget was upstairs locked in the bedchambers as usual, and the jackal was burning up from the guilt. The red wolf’s phone was receiving texts from his friends nonstop, his parents were worriedly calling and leaving alarmed voice messages, and the worst was probably the red wolf’s younger brother asking if he just didn’t want to make time for his family anymore. He was positive that if anyone knew where his fortress was located, they’d have been storming it by now. This couldn’t go on; it should have never even began. The jackal knew he had to make the right decision and stop being so selfish - he had already displayed more of it than all mobians combined when he took over the world and killed ceaselessly. After a few more laps, he mustered up the courage to enter his bedchambers again. He bit his lip as the wolf was immediately in front of him on his knees, waiting expectantly. The vacant stare chilled him inside-out, and he hesitantly moved the canine off the floor and onto a chair. “Stay.” A small blush was all the black-furred jackal received. This was no better than when he’d initially kept the crimson canine locked up; there was no fire or passion in his eyes. Or anything at all. He sighed as he began packing all of the wolf’s belongings in newly acquired suitcases. The phrase ‘if you love something, let it go’ always seemed preposterous to him. In the past, he had preferred his own personal rephrasing: ‘if you can conquer something, it’s yours for the taking.’ How ungratifying it was now that he had begun to realize his wrongdoings. It was too bad that he still had a long way to go. He would have let Gadget leave even with the possibility of him never returning if he’d known he’d do something this stupid. He just hoped his - no, no longer his - the red wolf would maintain that beautiful inner strength of his and heal from all the suffering he’d put him through. Once all of Gadget’s belongings were neatly packed away, he approached the wolf and drew him into an embrace. So selfish still. He had to release him and sit the crimson canine back down when he felt a hand make contact with his groin. With the handles of the suitcases in one palm, and the other hand on the wolf’s shoulder, they disappeared from Infinite’s fortress and reappeared onto Gadget’s family’s front porch. He held the wolf with one arm encircling the slim red waist, and the other to the back of his head. He memorized every dip and curve of Gadget’s svelte figure. The hold was almost to the point of suffocation as the jackal pressed a chaste, longing kiss to his forehead. “I am so sorry, love. I never deserved you…” He stared into the glassy, vacant eyes of the wolf he had tormented, briefly cupped his face with a hand, and released him from the illusion before disappearing. By the time it completely wore off, Gadget stood alone and confused on the porch as the memories from the last few days rushed back to him.