After Shadow had chaos controlled back to whence he came from, Infinite was presented with another dilemma: a very panicky pack of wolves. They filtered out of their house and surrounded the jackal with worried chattering. Lies flowed easily out of his mouth as he made up a cover story on the fly.

“Do not worry. I believe that one of the miscreants who’d originally kidnapped poor Gadget has found his location - perhaps it was mine they were tracking as well. I do not know how they found us, but rest assured, I will not let harm befall any of you. I’m certain that they will not try anything again.” 

He flashed them what would be perceived as an assuring smirk to the untrained eye, but Gadget recognized the implicit connotation behind it. He wasn’t sure who the psycho villain had really engaged in combat with, but he’d be damned if he didn’t get it out of him later on. The wolf looked on in thinly veiled disgust as his family fawned all over the wretched jackal. Of course they wouldn’t even think to ask him exactly what happened, and if Gadget were to do so, he’d risk invoking Infinite’s ire. He instead remained silent as his family’s consternation was eventually assuaged, and Infinite guided him back into the house with a hand on his lower back. When they were alone in his room, he immediately shot the darker canine with an interrogation.

“What happened, and who was that?!”

The jackal moved a hand under Gadget’s chin, and spent a few aggravating moments scratching it.

“It was Shadow. I’m sure you know what I will be expecting from you from now on, but just in case you wish to be deviant: watch that mouth of yours.”

Gadget growled, but ceased it immediately when one of Infinite’s sharp claws applied pressure to the underside of his chin.

“You think the bind you’ve already got me in wouldn’t be enough for me to play along with your deception?” More pressure was applied. “I’m not gonna say anything!”

Infinite ‘hmph’ed, either in acceptance of his word or just his general arrogance, and ushered the crimson canine back into bed. 

The next morning came quickly, and of course he could smell that Infinite was up early cooking breakfast.

Like the arse-kissing douche he is. 

Gadget was in an overly sour mood for reasons he couldn’t pinpoint, other than remembering what his life was currently like the moment he woke up. It had slapped him in the face before he’d even become fully aware of the waking world. It felt way too early to be awake and he wasn’t overly hungry - especially when he had to eat Infinite’s cooking. Even though it’s delicious… 

He reluctantly padded down to the kitchen, and sat down at his spot. Of course the jackal was spry and jovial as ever: the perfect image of a kind and concerned boyfriend that wanted nothing more than to win the favour of his mate’s family. He’d almost mustered enough willpower to get back up and leave the kitchen, when a pile of hot crêpes were waved beneath his nose as Infinite dramatically placed his plate down. He’d known that the wolf had been contemplating skipping breakfast. Gadget grumbled responses to the conversation when necessary, but was mostly silent as he ate while pretending to not be an angry wreck inside. He finished his food quicker as a result of his lack of contribution to their discussions, and announced that he was going to get ready for volunteer work. In reality, he just wanted alone time - it had been days since he’d had a moment to himself. 

When Gadget left the kitchen without giving anyone a chance to inquire further, Infinite smirked to himself. His family looked concerned.

“I wouldn’t worry - he simply had trouble sleeping after the scare we experienced last night. I know what needs to be done to lift his spirits. I will comfort him once I’ve finished cleaning.”

Giselle stood up and approached him with a warm smile.

“Let me handle the cleaning - you’ve already cooked for us after all. It’s only fair! Thank you, Zero.”

Infinite made a creepy smile that the oblivious wolf family didn’t catch onto, before making his way to the wolf’s room. Upon entering Gadget’s room, he wasn’t surprised to see him curled up under the blankets. Waves of hormones radiated off the red canine, who growled at the sound of his door opening and closing.

“In my anger yesterday, I was quite greedy, wouldn’t you agree?”

Gadget rolled over and gave him a nonplussed look - he was never sure what the jackal was talking about, and he didn’t feel like translating the stupidly cryptic words. Infinite approached him, crawled into bed alongside the red wolf, and smothered him in an embrace. Gadget was immediately enveloped in warmth, and with the jackal being so fluffy, he didn’t have much protest in him. How easily and rather inappropriately his mood improved didn’t even cross his mind. 

Infinite snaked one arm into the space between Gadget’s neck and the bed, and his other over the crimson canine’s waist. Skilled fingers moved to and fro through the silky red fur, eliciting an almost imperceptible vibration from the chest beneath it. The fingers grew less innocent in their actions as they ruffled a path through the wolf’s pelt, towards his nether regions. Gadget’s hips jolted at the pressure applied to his pouch as he let out a surprised moan. Infinite teased the shaft out and began fondling it lightly, and the wolf’s tail flicked against the other’s chest from the pleasure that just wasn’t quite enough. Thoughtlessly, he grabbed the dark hand and pressed it more firmly around himself. Infinite murred in delight as he obliged - his wolf was being very cooperative. At the increased stimulation on his length, Gadget ground his rump wantonly against the groin pressed against him, as well as his neck. Infinite had begun nipping at it teasingly, and the light pinches to his nerves only served to make him feel more needy. 

The ministrations went on for a few more minutes before Gadget growled quietly. He could feel Infinite’s giant prick straining between his cheeks, so why wasn’t the stupid jackal just putting it in him?! Before he could go feral, he reached behind him and grasped the heated member, then directed it to his tail hole. He didn’t want any prepping at this point, he would take the pain and focus on being filled like he was supposed to have been by now. He nudged his rump further back and the tip breached his pucker. With his mouth agape, he sighed loudly. It was made clear that the villain had been purposely holding back to rile him up, when he dropped the act and slammed his hips forward. Gadget was impaled to the hilt, and just before he could howl, Infinite slapped a hand to his muzzle as he quickly set a rhythm.

“You really were feeling neglected, hmm? I’ll take care of you the way you want me to~”

Gadget would have liked to protest the phrasing, but a moment later the words were forgotten as painfully pleasurable fullness in his rump took their place. Infinite, knowing that Giselle would be popping in to check on them soon, didn’t waste any more time playing with his wolf’s senses. He rearranged their positions to have Gadget’s rear poised up in the air, and himself upright on his knees, pressed up against the red cheeks and still deep inside. He kept changing his angle of thrusting until the feeling of a spasm throughout the lithe body before him signified the end of his search. His thrusts became shallow as he focused more on hitting Gadget’s prostate too quickly for him to brace himself. The wolf latched his fangs into the dark forearm propped near his face as he let out high pitched whines with every thrust. When they both neared climax, the whines turned into little growls which the jackal thought was just too precious. One last squeaky whine escaped the crimson canine’s throat as he came, with Infinite following the moment he detected Gadget’s release. 

A knock on the door had both mobians freezing in their actions. The illusionist squished Gadget flat down onto the bed, and assumed a marginally more innocent position. He affirmed the female wolf’s request to come in, and she walked into the sight of Infinite perched atop Gadget’s rump, with his hands rubbing deep into her son’s shoulder blades.

“I see now! You were feeling sore from all the work you’ve done?”

Gadget was still reeling from the post-coital aftermath, and all he could do was lethargically nod.

“Zero, you really are a sweet man. I was worried for nothing!”

The crimson canine felt the other’s fur bristle in smug arrogance as she excused herself and shut his door.

“Please get out of me…”

Infinite ignored the worn out request, and continued massaging his back while still fully sheathed inside.

“Are you still grumpy, love?”

The wolf lay there unwilling to respond, because he wasn’t; he felt great but didn’t want to give the other any more satisfaction. His pseudo unimpressed expression was easy for the illusionist to see through anyway. 
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After a quick cleanup, which Gadget refused to let the handsy jackal help with, they were off to the next restoration site. Just as Infinite had expected, the red-striped hedgehog was already there performing menial tasks.