After what was incontestably the longest dinner of his life, Gadget was partially relieved when everyone had finally finished eating. He was aggravated at his family for having absolutely no aptitude on reading the room, but he was of course infinitely more so towards the two overpowered mobians at the table. He’d been hopeful when Shadow had shown up, thinking the biohog actually had something up his sleeve… his hopes were steadily crushed as he listened to him degrade the villain’s cooking of all things. The crimson canine was quick to hop out of his seat and clear the plates, absolutely not appreciating the long white-tipped tail that coiled around his leg for a brief moment, promising things he wasn’t looking forward to when it was just the two of them. Of course his mother had to drag out the painfully obstinate visitor’s presence.

“Would you care for some tea, Shadow?”

The hedgehog took a moment to think over the pros and cons. Despite loathing to admit it, the jackal appeared to have as poorly managed of a temper as himself. He’d never seen anyone reach his level of anger until today, and he also knew well enough that Infinite was probably the more vindictive one between them. However, he had no idea what the villain would concoct against him in retaliation. 

I think I’m already in too deep… I’ll stay and see if I can get a few more jabs in.

“That would be lovely.”

Infinite had already established himself as the overly hospitable boyfriend. He stood up with the stiffness of a one-thousand year old tree and made his way to the kitchen once again. He put the kettle on and stared at the selection of teas with way more consternation than was necessary.

No matter what I choose, this deplorable asshole will criticize it just to get a rise out of me. I should just mix in a tablespoon of salt so that his commentary at least has some merit. Hahahahahaha…

To his surprise, Gadget now stood behind him. He’d been too concentrated on deciding between earl grey, orange pekoe or green tea to notice. He really needed to stop letting small things take all of his attention - it had proven to be his downfall too many times already.

“Let me just make it. If you’re so worried about the image you’ve painted for my parents, I’ll just tell them you had to use the washroom…”

“No. Sit back down, wolf. I will make it saltier than the Dead Sea! Hahahaha, I want to see him try and complain about that when his mouth is puckered!”

The rookie exhaled heavily and looked away with eyes that said ‘I’m so tired of my life’. There was also no way that Shadow hadn’t heard that, but he didn’t bother pointing it out.

“Please don’t do that. What if he gives it to one of my parents to try it?”

That had actually managed to halt the villain’s confident hands. After a moment of thinking it over, he put the salt down. Gadget sighed in relief, even though he hated having to talk sense and defend him.

“If Shadow says something about it, I’ll stick up for you… he won’t be here too much longer anyway.”

“Fine.”

Gadget sat back down and glowered at the dark hog, who was too busy engaging in a conversation about the most recent news with his father. Infinite eventually came in with a tray of mugs, having chosen orange pekoe and opting to bring sugar and creamer instead of adding it himself. After passing the drinks out, Infinite sat down with his and stared into the liquid intently.

“Thank you for being such a good host, Zero!”

“It’s the least I could do…”

Shadow gave his tea a guarded sniff, expecting the salinity to slap his heightened senses in the face. It seemed that the dumb wolf had managed to talk him down from such a ridiculous form of revenge. He took a sip and sat in silence with the other canines for a few moments, before opening his mouth. Infinite grit his teeth together.

“Steeping time varies between teas. It’s better to leave the bag in for three to five minutes - this is a little weak for my taste.”

Gadget’s knee-jerk reaction was to do something he’d never imagined himself doing in a million years - he shot his hand out under the table, and pressed it down close to the jackal’s groin in a desperate attempt to quell the time bomb within. A few moments of gentle rubbing and he pulled it away to take a sip of his tea.

“My bad. I don’t usually drink tea, so thank you for the pointer.”

This time it was Shadow that was thrown for a loop - what had the crimson canine done to quell Infinite’s temper? Regardless, he had nothing else to get under his skin with. They had the rest of their after-dinner tea with less tension in the air, thanks to Gadget’s ‘calming’ touch. Shadow stood up to leave and bid his farewells to the wolf pack. 

“I’m glad to see that you’re all safe, and I’m also sure that this refined, mentally stable boyfriend of Gadget’s will do a good job in ensuring that no more danger befalls you. Have a good night, and thank you for the dinner.”

Gears was enthusiastic.

“Bye, Shadow the Hedgehog! Remember that my name is Gears, because someday I’ll be working with you and Team Sonic!”

The ebony hog quietly snorted.

“Sure… I’ll look forward to that.”

He locked eyes with the incognito villain. Infinite’s heterochromatic glare flashed a momentary pink-red hue, and Shadow’s pupils constricted with the same message.

‘This isn’t over.’

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Once Shadow was home, he pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance towards himself. It wasn’t in his character to be so petty, and in the end it had led him astray from his original goal… what even was it again?

Oh yes… it was to make sure that Gadget and his family weren’t slaughtered. 

Without a doubt, Gadget would be the target for Infinite’s immediate stress relief given that his aggravator was not as easily accessible or conquerable in battle. Having realized that the jackal wouldn’t dispose of that wolf pack as easily as he’d initially led him to believe, that was where he’d gained arrogance rivaling that of the blue blur’s during dinner. The wolf would just have to take the brunt of the heat - Shadow wasn’t too worried after witnessing him successfully reign in the jackal’s maniacal demeanor. Gadget would just have to keep holding on until the GUN agent could figure out how to get ahead of Infinite’s secretive agenda.

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Gadget had insisted on doing the dishes ‘because Zero did the cooking so I want to do my part too’, but he was really just trying to put off being cornered by the jackal. They were all in the living room watching TV, and he at least wanted some time away from the prying eyes of Infinite…

“There are a lot of dishes to wash. I will help my crimson beauty with the drying.”

Gadget internally groaned - he shouldn’t have expected anything less. Of course his mother was all over the cringey demeaning nickname again, being one to watch too many romance movies. Infinite glided into the kitchen and copped a feel of his rear, to which the wolf only flinched at. He half hated how used to the treatment he’d become since the day he’d been wolf-napped.

“You were so sweet to feel me up like that earlier… I’d like more of that from you later tonight~”

Infinite wrapped his arms around the wolf’s waist and rubbed the nipples hidden under his thick red pelt. 

“Nn- I was just trying to placate you- let me finish these please!”

“I will ‘let you finish’ alright…”

His hand left a pert bud and slithered down between the wolf’s legs. Gadget dropped the plate he’d been scrubbing back into the soapy water as he gripped the ledge of the sink, an almost pained whine escaping through his grit teeth.

“Not here…”

Of course Infinite didn’t listen. He rubbed the rookie’s groin, and was immediately targeting the tip of his member as it slid out from its pouch. The jackal pressed up closer against the other canine, making sure to grind his erection between Gadget’s cheeks. Already drooling from the stimulation, he hated himself for his lack of opposition. His family could decide to walk in at any second and see this debauchery.

It feels so Chaos-damned good… 

As dumb as it was, he tried to continue washing the dishes, but there was absolutely no point when he kept dropping them back into the water and couldn’t even put any effort into scrubbing them anyway. He resigned himself to the pleasure, focusing on the strong hand stroking him in tandem with the depraved jackal’s cock gliding across his hole. 

“P-please… bedroom at least-”

“No… I can satisfy us both just as well here~”

Gadget whined when Infinite’s patience for foreplay came to an abrupt end, and he felt the illusionist’s lubricated tip press against his pucker. The wolf chewed through the top of his rubber glove to keep himself from howling when the thick cock breached his entrance, sliding in with expertise. He hated loving the feeling of fullness in his belly. He watched the subtle bulge come and go as Infinite lightly pistoned his hips, never leaving the warmth of his hole and making sure to nudge against his prostate every other thrust. Infinite quite literally was up in his guts so often that he never needed any prep, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. His own weeping member was stroked with renewed vigor, the dark-gloved hand rubbing a thumb against his slit. His precum was used to increase the traction that the glove took away, and Gadget’s body responded like a finely tuned fiddle. He didn’t know whether he was trying to thrust into the firm grip or press his rump flush against the jackal’s groin and get as much cock inside him as possible. He arched his back and mewled as quietly as he could manage.

“I was going to draw this out, but you drive me too damned crazy-”

The illusionist sped up his thrusting, relying on Gadget to hold his grip on the sink steady. Wet plapping noises were made with each union, and if the TV hadn’t currently been on, the wolf was sure that his family would be able to hear. He shot his load onto the cupboard beneath the sink as well as the floor between his feet, and tried to wrestle himself out of Infinite’s grip in order to clean it. The jackal bit down on his scruff, holding him in place for a few moments until Gadget took the hint and stopped struggling. He had only just started spilling his seed, and wanted to make sure that all of it was firmly planted deep inside his little wolf’s body - where it belonged. He finally let go of the other’s scruff to speak.

“Tsk, the dishes have been waiting longer… finish those and then we will clean your little ‘oopsie’, hmm?”

He growled in affront at the jackal’s infantilization of his ‘mess’.

“You’re the one that made me make that ‘oOpSiE’, so it’s your fault.”

“So you admit that I make you feel that good then~”

He didn’t grace the brain-dead taunting with any more retorts. With the shaft still completely lodged inside his ass, he continued painstakingly washing the dishes. Every once in a while himself or Infinite would move in such a way that it would bump against his abused prostate, making his knees buckle and drawing a cackle out of his evil captor. When they were done, he pushed himself back with enough force to get the jackal to move from his position, but it also only served to make him crumple to the floor from the stimulation and lack of physical support. Cum dripped out of his twitching tail hole, and he clambered back upright to grab paper towels and clean it up… just in time as well, because Gil had rounded the corner.

“Son! Did you hurt yourself?”

“Ah- no! I was just- I was cleaning some soapy water off the floor.”

The dark cyan wolf looked oddly at him, thinking it was an inconvenient position to clean the floor, but accepted it nonetheless. Infinite stood off to the side, having rushed the retreat of his member back into its sheath. Gil got his water from the fridge and returned to the living room, and Gadget didn’t even bother getting angry at the jackal for yet another close call with his parents. He never won anyway, and it only served to give the other’s arrogance a hard-on. He didn’t need to deal with any more of Infinite’s hard ons than he already did. 

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After finally saying good night to his parents and little brother, the canine pseudocouple clambered into bed. Gadget was exhausted from another day of Infinite’s bullshit, and was relieved that he could just get to sleep. 

Except that of course wasn’t happening, and he felt like an idiot for assuming that the one quick round in the kitchen had been enough to sate the psychotic jackal.

“I’m still livid. Who does that poor excuse for a hedgehog think he is coming into my territory and criticizing my abilities!?” Finally able to let a good portion of his pent up anger from dinner go, he shoved Gadget down with his stomach and arms draped on the bed, and his knees against the floor. The perfect position to mount the wolf and regain some of his cut up pride. Gloveless, Infinite’s claws dug into ruby-pelted sides, eliciting a cry from the wolf who buried his face into the sheets. Infinite’s snout was suddenly in the crook of his neck, taking deep whiffs of his scent.

“So fearful of me, yet I can smell the tinge of excitement you feel whenever I claim your body. Hahaha… I want more of it!” 

Infinite had already dropped down, and was positioning himself against Gadget’s still swollen rose bud. 

“W-wait- vaseline-!”

“You can endure some pain, you’re a strong boy! Now cry for me!”

He slammed in to the hilt, slapping a hand over his wolf’s mouth at the same time. Gadget delivered, obviously not out of his own interests. It was a raw feeling, and he was annoyed that Infinite didn’t even give him a moment before he began plundering his booty like pirate’s gold. He gripped the sheets for dear life as he wailed every time the jackal sheathed himself. His cheeks were sore from the rough pounding, but something within him - a secret part of him that was probably equally as depraved as Infinite - was turned on by all the abuse his hole was taking. Reduced to a sobbing mess, all Gadget could do was continue to cry just as the villain had ordered, even after they’d both finally reached their peak. The cum filling his guts effectively served as a marker of who dictated his life, who pulled the strings, and who could end it all in a split second if he so desired.

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The next morning, after a thorough cleaning wherein for once Infinite didn’t waste both of their time being a horny degenerate, they were both downstairs putting their shoes on. Giselle approached them both with an unsure expression.

“Zero dear, do you mind waiting outside while I speak to Gadgy for a moment?”

His smirk was only perceptible to the crimson wolf in question, who felt a sudden pang of dread. 

“Not at all. Have a wonderful day, Giselle.”

“You too, Zero!”

He finished securing his hi-tops and left, closing the door behind him. Giselle turned to her son with an awkward smile.

“Son… we love you, and we like Zero a lot, but can you two please keep your private activities… well, private?”

The feeling of a 10-ton brick dropping in his stomach was a first for him, but he should have known this would happen with how often Infinite coerced him into wild sex.

“I’m so sorry mom!!”

“Honey it’s okay, we aren’t mad at all. I mostly wanted to bring this up for another reason… don’t confront him about this because he’s more mortified than you, but we have caught Gears peeping through your door twice now…”

Gadget could attest to the competition on who was the most mortified, but he could understand the position his brother was in, as well as his parents. He was on his knees in sheer embarrassment.

“No I’ve been extremely inconsiderate, I’m so sorry! I’m a crappy son and sibling!”

“You are neither, Gadget. These kinds of things are more common than you’d think. We’re only asking that you keep it down a bit, and remember to close your door so that none of us hear or see anything we shouldn’t.”

How am I supposed to make Infinite ease up on me?!

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