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Written by Anonymoux-Sonic

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- Anonymoux-Sonic","writing":"[i][b]Fanfiction Commission for bbbuuu[/b][/i]\n\n[b]Summary[/b] -[i] Character 1 goes to investigate a suddenly active Eggman base. They run into Character 2; their old enemy/rival and fight it out. Character 2 traps Character 1 and things get dirty.[/i]\n\n[b]Character 1 [/b]- [i]Sonic[/i]\n\n[b]Character 2[/b] - [i]Jet[/i]\n\n[b]Written By Anonymoux-Sonic[/b]\n__________________________________________________________\n\n[b]Expect the Unexpected[/b]\n\nEmerald eyes peered through a pair of binoculars, studying the giant metallic entrance to the old, abandoned base. The owner of those eyes sat idle for a moment, laying on his stomach behind a couple bushes up on the hill, just overlooking the area. It seemed so out of place for a lush part of the forest such as this. By his observation, it seemed desolate, but he knew better.\n\nHe was here to gather information for the Resistance, after the base had suddenly lit back up with no warning. Knuckles had been appointed to help on this mission, but Sonic had refused, believing the guardian would only slow him down. Going alone, he would have to take a little more care in his step, since he had no idea what to expect. The place had been down for quite some time, so for it to suddenly be up again meant some kind of trouble.\n\n[i]\"This doesn't make any sense...\" Tails said, shaking his head as he laid his communicator on the table in front of him. \"This place is useless to him; why would he go back to it?\"\n\nWith his eyes closed and feet propped up with his arms behind his head, Sonic listened to his friends discuss the topic. Tails was right; nothing about it made sense.\n\n\"Where did we get our tip?\" Knuckles asked.\n\n\"From inside the base,\" the fox explained. \"It suddenly reactivated. A distress call, perhaps?\"\n\nSonic and Knuckles exchanged looks.\n\n\"Sonic, you two should both go check it out,\" Tails offers, looking back over at him.\n\n\"Alright.\" The guardian agreed. \"We should go in the morning. Better light.\"\n\n\"Yeah, alright. Sounds good.\" Sonic shrugged, then looked away.\n\nKnuckles was going to be mad, but...[/i]\n\nScanning over every possible outlet, he decided to try and get closer. The cobalt hero zipped in as quietly and carefully as he could, quick stepping through trees and avoiding the direct path and entrance to the base. He heads to the west side of the building, keeping a look out for surveillance as he finds an empty wall. As he closes in to press his body against it, he slides his hand over its surface, and taps his knuckles against it, testing it's density. The wall was thinner than anticipated.\n\nWithout a second thought, he backs up, and starts up a spin-dash. The ground tears up from beneath him while his quills shred it like a squealing tire. Kicking back dirt and grass, the blue blur revs up in preparation. Then, in one swift motion, he launches forward, shooting out like a bullet. He came into contact with the wall, ripping through it like a piece of paper with little to no problem. Prior to impact, shrapnel scatters, scraping against the floor with the teeth-grinding and deafening sounds of metal against metal.\n\nThe hero comes to a halt, stands up, and examines the room around him.\n\nIt was mostly empty. On his right, computer monitors sat untouched, decorated with old, draping cobwebs. There was a thick layer of dust shrouding the inactive robots that lined up along the wall to the left. Some of these bots were damaged beyond repair. Others seemed to have been deactivated. It was difficult to tell just how long they had been laying around, but it was his guess that it had been quite a long time.\n\nHe walks over to one of the robots to swipe his finger across the surface. By the looks of things, Eggman might have left in a hurry when he initially abandoned it. He rubs his thumb and forefinger together, watching the pieces of clumped-up dust fall to the floor.\n\nHaving decided to continue his exploration to find out just why this place was now back up and running, he swiftly starts for the open door on the far side of the room.\n\nHe is about to set out into a hallway before a sound catches his attention. It sounded like feet shuffling against the floor behind him. His head whips over his shoulder to catch whatever it could be. Almost immediately, his eyes narrow in on the one person he doesn't expect to be here in a place like this.\n\n\"Jet?\" Sonic questioned, sounding surprised. \"What are you doing here?\" It was honestly hard for the hero to believe this long-time rival of his had followed him all the way out here.\n\nThe emerald hawk places his hands on his hips and smiles at the hedgehog standing before him. \"Sonic,\" He began, lifting his chest a little. This shows off some of those snow-white feathers which fluff out a little. \"Looks like you're here, too, huh?\"\n\nSonic's brows pull together, having to process what he could possibly mean by that. \"Did you reactivate this place?\" He decided to ask, hoping his assumptions were correct.\n\nHe earned himself a sigh as the hawk's head hangs down a bit. \"No. I didn't, but now that you're here I could really use your help, Blue.\"\n\nSonic crosses his arms, mouth drawing into a thin line. He lets out a quiet \"Suuure you do,\" which drips with sarcastic intent as his eyes roll. \"So, why should I believe that you're not the one behind all this?\"\n\n\"Here me out.\" The hawk pleads with him, holding out a hand as if to stop Sonic from leaving. \"That old Egghead took our boards. Said something about using its technology to create some kind of new weapon.\" He watched Sonic shuffle uncomfortably where he stood, while the impatient hedgehog listened to what he had to say. \"When we heard that he was hiding out here with our gear, I came to get them back myself,\" he explained, showing a shred of ambition in his eyes. \"At least, I'm hoping that they're here.\"\n\nSomething about the way he explained himself caused Sonic to remain only slightly optimistic, but judging by the look on Jet's face, the story was believable enough. He knew he could be lying, but then again, Eggman would try anything to take over the world.\n\n\"Well, okay...\" Sonic agrees after a moment, half-heartedly taking his side of the story.\n\nJet's face lit up. \"Wait, really? You'll help me?\"\n\nSonic couldn't help but to smirk. \"I guess.\" He couldn't really say no. \"Do you have any idea where he would be?\"\n\nJet nodded, pointing down at the floor. \"He should be in the workshop beneath the building. There's an entrance on the east end.\"\n\nSonic didn't know how he knew that, but seeing as he did, he decided to play along. Shrugging, he gestures toward the door for Jet to go first. \"Alright. Lead the way.\"\n\nThe hawk strides toward him before he noticed something odd. He mutters a small \"Hold on...\" and steps toward Sonic. He comes to a stop uncomfortably close to the hedgehog to pick a piece of shrapnel out of the hero's quills.\n\nHaving to be within a few inches of the other, Sonic's face flushes a soft shade of pink as he watched the hawk lean in to get it only to back off, show him, and toss it aside. The piece fell to the floor with a clang.\n\nThe two then exit the room together to start down the hallway in search for said workshop.\n\nSonic just really hoped that Jet wasn't pulling his leg. Even if he was, what was he trying to get from all this? On the other hand, if Eggman really was trying to use the extreme gear to cook up some new weapon, wouldn't Jet have brought in back up to make out with their stolen boards?\n\nSomething about it really didn't sit right with him, but at this point, there was only one way to find out. He wondered what the worst that could happen was. If anything, Sonic could be out of there in the blink of an eye, so there really wasn't much for him to worry about; or at least he thought.\n____________________________________________________\n\n\"You're joking,\" Knuckles groaned, exasperatedly. His hands pushed down on the table before him, the wood threatening to crack under the pressure. \"Sonic is gone?\"\n\nTails nods, confirming Knuckles's concerns. \"I'm afraid so. He took off about an hour ago.\" He pulls out his communicator to show the echidna Sonic's whereabouts. According to the location, he was now inside the base. \"I've been tracking him, and it appears as if he's in, and going even deeper. If we don't do something…\" Tails pauses, something like fear catching in his throat. He couldn't bare the thought of something happening to his big brother.\n\nThe guardian rolled his eyes as he places a hand over his face, letting it run down to try rid himself of the headache that had been coming on.\n\n\"We should go after him,\" the fox suggests almost frantically, now trying to come up with a game plan to find Sonic. \"He could be in trouble!\"\n\nSitting down in the chair behind him, Knuckles crosses his legs and rests the side of his head on his hand. \"Let him.\"\n\n\"What?!\"\n\n\"He wanted to go alone. So just let him,\" the guardian told him nonchalantly. There wasn't a shred of concern in his tone of voice. [i]Some friend.[/i]\n\nTails doesn't settle for that. He crosses his arms and looks away. [i]\"Fine.\"[/i]\n\nKnuckles raises a brow, having heard the challenging tone.\n\n\"If you won't help me,\" the kit starts, his crystal blue eyes shifting back up to glare at the defiant echidna, \"then I'll just go and get him back myself!\"\n\nViolet eyes narrow as a drop of sweat rolls down the side of Knuckles's head.\n\n\"You're so easy to give up,\" Tails continues, his namesakes swishing irritably behind him.\n\nThose words sting at the echidna's pride. \"Don't be so naive. Sonic will be fine-\"\n\n\"And what if he needs us?\"\n\nKnuckles shakes his head.\n\nTails groans and turns from the guardian, starting for the door. \"Alright.[i] I'll[/i] be the hero,\" he says confidently, before disappearing around the corner.\n\n\"This is so stupid,\" Knuckles groans, standing up and calling after Tails as he goes off to join him on this new rescue mission.\n____________________________________________________\n\nSonic and Jet descend the spiraling flight of stairs down toward the alleged workshop together.\n\nThe pair stick close to the rounding wall as what little light illuminating the tight space emitted from Sonic's communicator. Due to this, they could hardly see the steps ahead of them.\n\n\"Seriously? No light switch?\" Sonic whispers.\n\n\"You act like I know.\"\n\n\"You knew about this place. One would think you would have it all figured out before coming here,\" the hedgehog presses.\n\nThe hawk scoffs at Sonic's allegations. \"I saw the blueprints, idiot. That doesn't mean I know where all the light switches are.\"\n\n\"You're not really convincing me to think that you had nothing to do with this,\" he accuses bitterly. \"For all I know, you could be lying.\"\n\nJet scoffs again. \"Like I would bother lying about my extreme gear being stolen. Do you know how much time and effort goes into each one? Don't even get me started on all the costs for parts were. We've poured a lot of time and effort into them.\"\n\nSonic goes quiet, letting the sounds of their hands sliding down the wall, and their steps echoing back into their ears fill the awkward silence that followed.\n\n[i]'He could be telling the truth. It just seems a little too convenient that he would show up when I did,'[/i] he thinks to himself, mad about not knowing what to believe. [i]'Guess I'll find out.'[/i]\n\nEventually, they reach the bottom.\n\nA long dark hall stretched down toward what Sonic assumed would be this workshop Jet had mentioned. He keeps a keen ear out for any activity; eyes sharply focused on the void of darkness before them.\n\n\"After you,\" Jet says, sticking close behind the hero.\n\nRolling his eyes, Sonic starts down the hall first. \"You better be right about this,\" he almost growls as he leads the hawk toward the unknown.\n\nIt seemed to go on forever. There were no doors along the grey, dull metallic walls, feeling unnecessarily empty. Sonic even wonders to himself if there really was anything at the end of it, but knowing Eggman, there was. [i]That[/i], and this would end up either being an easy mission, or a trap.\n\nHe bet on the trap bit.\n\nFor all he knew, Eggman could be working with Jet. He guessed he would just have to wait and see.\n\nAfter a little while, they finally come to a giant automatic sliding door at the end of the hallway. Sonic glances back to give Jet a knowing look while the hawk returns a rather unconvincing smile. He looks as if he knows something, which bothers Sonic.\n\nAs the door parts down the middle and splits open, a giant room reveals itself before them. It was already lit, and seemingly full of life.\n\nSonic couldn't help his eyes from scanning over every inch of the area. He was looking for a few things. First, the extreme gear. Second, traps. Third, Eggman.\n\n\"What's the hold up?\" Jet asked, trying to figure out why Sonic hadn't entered the room yet.\n\nThe cobalt quickly came to the conclusion that it was all just a trap, turning to face Jet in an attempt to confront him. At that moment, he was abruptly pushed into the room, his back meeting the floor.\n\n\"-Oof! What the-?\" Sonic tries to question before Jet's laugh echoes all around them, reverberating back into the hedgehog's delicate ears. Having had enough, and losing all remorse for the hawk in the blink of an eye, Sonic manages to get his feet under his rival and kick upward, sending the bird flying up into the air momentarily before he lands back on his feet.\n\nSharp sapphire eyes narrow, their owner's beak replacing his falsely concerned expression with one of a wicked smile.\n\nSonic knew it. \"What's your deal?!\" He questions which earns him another laugh.\n\nHaving no time to explain himself, Jet lunges forward. Emerald arms catch peach as gloved hands clap into the other's, fingers intertwining assertively. The force sent both hawk and hedgehog to tangle into a mess of green and blue as they roll around on the floor, kicking and swinging at each other. Thrashing about, the two grunt and growl as they brawl about, causing feathers to fly.\n\nThis room hadn't appeared to be monitored, nor were there any souls around to notice, so the fight carried on.\n\nTo Jet's surprise, Sonic managed to get him up to his feet and toss him against the wall. The hawk felt his back crunch against it before Sonic pinned him to it. The hero's forearm pressed tightly against the chest of his attacker, holding him there to question him.\n\nThere was an unsettling smile on the hawk's face, making Sonic feel strangely uncomfortable.\n\n\"Why are you doing this? What's your deal?\" Sonic asks, brows furrowing. Both parties were panting, their fur and feathers ruffled alike.\n\nJet tilts his head upward and smirks down at Sonic with half-lidded eyes. They were sharp, yet seductive. The hawk was silent as he stared into emerald orbs for a brief moment, before another teasingly small chuckle leaves his ajar, canary-yellow beak.\n\nThe hero's cheeks heat up a little. There was something about the atmosphere around them that seemed to change dramatically just then. It was almost as abrupt as going from 80 to 32 degrees in two seconds flat.\n\nSonic decides to try again having realized something, but wanting to make sure he was right about it. He shakes his head in slight disbelief, knowing he should have stuck with his gut feeling. A small part of him felt foolish for coming alone. \"Eggman didn't take your board,\"\n\n\"Correct,\" Jet responds in amusement, pupils narrowing.\n\n\"You knew I would show up,\" Sonic's eyes widen, focussing in on those crystal eyes.\n\n\"You know it...\"\n\nHe pauses before his final accusation, feeling Jet's hands slide up his sides, fur bristling from their forced touch. His voice almost catches in his throat. \"You flipped the switch, and tipped off the Resistance.\"\n\n\"Bingo~\" Jet concurred before grabbing onto Sonic's sides tightly, digging his fingers into muscle and using one foot to push himself away from the wall.\n\nBefore he knew it, Sonic's own back was being pressed against it now, the hawk forcing him to stay in place.\n\nSonic doesn't fight back. Not at first, at least. It was interesting to see the look in Jet's eyes as they studied his own. A subtle feeling sinks into the pit of the hero's stomach, causing his brows to raise as watches Jet tilt his head and lean in a little closer.\n\nHe moved Sonic's arms to his sides, running his hands up to take his head between his palms, holding it gently. It was almost as if he were frozen in place, unable to move because of the shock from what was happening.\n\n\"What are you doing?\" Sonic manages to ask, feeling his heart gradually pounding harder and harder in his chest; the tension building with each and every beat.\n\nJet didn't feel as if he had to answer that. He simply grins, taking the hero's bottom lip with his thumb. Pulling it down to reveal the hedgehog's teeth, Sonic gasps slightly, falling victim to the hawk's touch.\n\nJet doesn't even have to hold him there anymore to do as he pleased, having seduced the hedgehog at long last- or so he thought. Slowly, his thumb brushes along the soft peach lip, using that as a distraction while his other hand reaches down to graze desirous fingers against the hero's crotch.\n\nLike a red flag, a jolt of energy shot up the hedgehog's spine like a green light signaling the race to begin, before he quickly pushed Jet away from him.\n\nThe hero is a mess at this point; red in the face, his cobalt quills ruffled with astray strands pointing in different directions from their fight. He curls his hands into tight fists, glaring back at the hawk angrily.\n\n\"What's your deal?\" Jet questions, shaking his fist at him.\n\n\"My deal is that you wasted all this time and effort to get with me!\" Sonic explains, shouting infuriatedly as he waves his hands around. \"Why the heck would you go through all this trouble-?!\" He attempts before the hawk is on top of him once more, now fighting to hold him down.\n\nSonic grunts as he struggles to push the other away, but as soon as he thought he could, he was suddenly writhing in pain as some kind of taser shocked him from head to toe. He could hear his own screams ringing in his ears as the electricity overpowered his physical capabilities, enabling the hawk to gain the advantage over him.\n\nBefore he knew it, he was on his stomach with his hands being bound behind his back.\n_______________________________________________________\n\n\"This place gives me the creeps,\" Knuckles says to the kit who's walking beside him, as they traversed through the east end of the base. Unlike Sonic, they had actually managed to find a door to get through, and it was almost too easy to do so. With the lack of security, and one simple pick of a lock later, and they made it in without a hitch.\n\nThe two walked side by side, making sure to stick close to one another. Neither one knew what to expect here. What looked clear of traps may as well have been littered with them.\n\nSharp violet eyes search every nook and cranny, their owner keeping track of all the little details.\n\nThe floor was covered in dust, and every so often there would be bolts and cogs lain about. Judging by the lack of footprints on the dirty floor, Sonic hadn't been here. No one had been probably since it was first abandoned. There was also a strangely noticeable air about the place. It felt heavy, uneasy. Something was wrong, and Knuckles knew it.\n\n\"I don't think he came in through this side,\" Knuckles said to the kit beside him. \"What do you think,Tails? Should we go check the other wing?\"\n\nTails, unfortunately, was a little too focused on his communicator to hear what the guardian had to say.\n\n\"Tails?\"\n\nThe fox seemed too preoccupied by the little blue dot on his screen to notice his friend right beside him calling his name. He watched that little blinking light with sharp eagle-like eyes. They stay glued to the target, studying the location of its whereabouts on the map as if at any moment it could just disappear, and that would be it; He would lose him, his brother.\n\n[i]No[/i].\n\nNothing was going to happen to Sonic.\n\nNot on [i]his[/i] watch.\n\n[i]He's here.\n\nHe has to be.\n\nI have to find him-![/i]\n\nThe kit is suddenly snapped out of his delusional state when he feels Knuckles grab both his shoulders and shake him. It was enough to stop him in his tracks and pull him back down to Mobius. He doesn't even realize that his name had been called repeatedly until it was now ringing in his ears.\n\n\"Tails!\"\n\n\"Knuckles! What the heck-?\"\n\n\"Get it together,\" the echidna says sternly, but only out of concern for his friend. \"We're going to find him, but you need to keep your head on straight.\" Assuring him of this, he stares prolongedly, eye to eye with the frazzled fox.\n\nAfter a brief pause, Tails exhales, and shakes his head. \"I know, I know. I'm just worried.\"\n\nThere was a worrisome tone to his shaky voice which struck the crimson echidna.\n\nHe had to make sure that Tails was going to be just as okay as Sonic at this point. \"Then stay with me,\" the guardian tells him, turning to continue to lead his friend further into the base. \"...and keep an eye out for traps. I have a bad feeling about this place.\"\n\n\"It certainly has its charm,\" Tails says, glancing at his communicator once more to see which way they should take. \"Make a right here at the end of this hall. It says he should be down there just at the end of it to the left...\"\n\n\"Hmm..\"\n\n\"...but...\"\n\nKnuckles glances over his shoulder, raising a brow. His curiosity peeks.\n\n\"It's showing him to be in some sort of tiny room. Perhaps a storage closet?\"\n\n\"...What?!\"\n\n\"I know!\" Tails shakes his head. \"I don't get it either. It doesn't make any sense...\"\n\nKnuckles doesn't even respond before he takes off into a sprint, having been told the directions he needed to know to get to Sonic.\n\nThe fox calls out as he hurriedly tries to catch up to the echidna barreling down the hallway. His shouting only echoes throughout the hallway, but Knuckles ignores it. Screw the traps. That is, if there were any.\n\nAs the two come to the door, Knuckles throws it open without a moment's hesitation.\n\nThey stare into the closet which was no bigger than a kitchen pantry. There was a mop and bucket, some brooms, and a pile of dirty of cleaning cloths. It seemed totally normal.\n\nThey look at each other, exchanging the same puzzled expression.\n\nOnly one problem baffled them.\n\nNo one was there, and just as Tails had feared, it meant that Sonic was either directly above them, or below them.\n_________________________________________________________\n\n\"Stupid hedgehog.\"\n\nJet's tone of voice sounds particularly malice with evil intent as he speaks in a low, yet menacing tone. \"You should have just let it happen,\" he says with a hand tightly holding the hero's peach face. \"Now look at what you've gotten yourself into.\"\n\nJet is sitting cross-legged on a workshop table that Sonic had been tied to. He has his little blue captee bound with his arms behind his back, and his legs spread apart, each separately wrapped up from his ankles to the knees against the legs of the table. He's positioned to bend over it to face the hawk.\n\nSonic's head is then forced to turn to the side as Jet cranes it to the right to get a better look at him.\n\nMeanwhile, the cobalt is unable to speak. He only lets out a distressed moan, unable to say anything due to the gag tied tightly around his head. Clenching teeth bit down on the ragged cloth in his mouth as dreary emerald eyes glared back at their captor. It was one thing to be captured, it was another to be bound and humiliated.\n\n\"You were right you know,\" the Babylonian Rogue starts as he lets his grip loosen to thumb the hedgehog's cheek. \"I did lead you here,\" he admits. \"Gotta say that it was easier than I thought it would be, you know. Didn't think you would have come alone, but I ain't complaining. Not to mention that I know you can't resist helping a pal in need. It's always been your greatest weakness, but I admire that about you...\" His thumb grazes over Sonic's bottom lip, slowly before Jet's hand moves around to the back of his head. \"I've wanted you for quite some time, and now that I have you..\"\n\nBlue quills were disturbed by intruding fingers before they were pulled back, hard, causing Sonic to growl in response as he coercively looks up at the bright lights on the ceiling.\n\nJet's dark silhouette then looms over him, smiling devilishly down upon his long-time crush.\n\nSonic has one eye open as he stares back at two very seductive-looking blue orbs.\n\n\"I'm going to fuck you, and make you beg for more.\"\n________________________________________________________\n\n\"Is that a stairway?\" Tails questions, walking over to examine it. Surely it was, and not only did it go up on the left, but it went down in the right.\n\n\"Yeah, but…\" Knuckles starts, scratching his head. \"Which way?\"\n\nThe clever fox thinks on it for a moment. \"If it were me, I would head down to find the source of the buildings power, right? So, he could be down there!\"\n\n\"And what if he's upstairs?\" The guardian asks, curiously. \"What's the possibility of that?\"\n\nTails sighs. \"It's a fifty-fifty chance...I mean he could have gone looking for Eggman up there. He could have been searching for some sort of lab, or control room, I suppose.\"\n\nKnuckles shakes his head, arms crossed.\n\nThe kid takes a moment to decide, eyes shifting back and forth from one stairway to the other. Finally, he comes to a conclusion: \"Down.\"\n\nThe echidna blinks in surprise. \"You sure?\"\n\n\"No, but I got a feeling he's down there,\" he explains, pointing down the stairs.\n\n\"Alright,\" his crimson companion says, starting down the long spiraling descent.\n\nTails follows, keeping an eye on his tracker as he sticks closely behind the other.\n\nEventually, they too reach the bottom, and stop momentarily to investigate.\n\n\"I got a bad feeling about this,\" Knuckles says as he shines a flashlight down the long narrow hallway. He doesn't have time to think on it before Tails is already starting down it. \"Huh? Hey! Wait up!\" he calls ahead.\n\nHe catches up to the kid, who's namesakes are swishing irritably behind him.\n\n\"He's down here. I can feel it,\" the fox utters to himself as the echidna shakes his head, having heard him.\n\n\"It's not like he can be anywhere else.\"\n\nTails and Knuckles exchange looks.\n\n\"What?\" The guardian shrugs. \"I'm just saying.\"\n\n\"Let's just hurry so we can grab Sonic and get out of here.\"\n____________________________________________________\n\nLonging fingers trail lustfully down the hedgehog's back before curling around strong svelte hips.\n\nSonic can feel them grasp tightly around the sharp bones of his pelvis, digging in with carnal intentions.\n\n\"Finally,\" Jet takes a moment to say as he admires the cobalt's backside. \"I've been waiting a long time for this moment.\"\n\nBefore he has a chance to try anything, Sonic turns his head back as best as he can in an attempt to say something, causing the hawk to stop and look up at his face.\n\n\"What's that?\" he asks, only to acquire a series of muffled sounds in response.\n\nDeciding it couldn't hurt him now, he pulls the gag down away from Sonic's mouth. \"You were saying?\"\n\nThe hero clears his throat, mouth dry from scratchy cloth. \"I said if you're [i]really[/i] going to do this, you better make it worth my time.\"\n\nThe hawk is taken aback.\n\n\"Excuse me?\" He questions, not quite sure of what to say.\n\n\"You heard me.\" Sonic challenges with as smirk. \"Now, don't disappoint me.\"\n\nThis dumbfounds the hawk, causing him to freeze where he stood behind him. Mouth ajar, he gawks at the hedgehog's challenging inquiry.\n\n\"Well?\" Sonic tries before his head is abruptly forced down against the table. As his temple met the surface with a thud, Sonic's eyes squeezed shut.\n\nJet leans over and closes in on his ear, almost growling as he mutters under his breath. \"You better not be pulling a fast one on me, blue hedgehog.\"\n\nSonic only smiles, setting the mark. \"Who can say? Maybe I just want to see what you're made of.\"\n\nJet's presses his member against the tight ring of muscle just underneath the others tail. \"Fine. You want it?\" The tip of his cock pushes at the flesh, slowly at first. \"You can have it.\"\n\nSonic shakes a little, shuttering as he feels it intrude beyond the entrance. His body reacts by attempting to push it back, but it only does the opposite, opening up and allowing the tip to fully breach. He curses under his breath.\n\nJet procrastinates for a moment by bending over to nip at the hedgehogs ear.\n\n\"Geez!\" Sonic yowls, trying to turn his head the other way to avoid the hawk's sharp beak. \"Had I known that I was signing up for some kinky stuff-\"\n\n\"Quiet!\" Jet warns, losing his patience with him as he seriously debates on fixing the gag.\n\n\"I'm just saying. You could have bought me dinner first,\" Sonic only continues, unaware of Jet's intentions. \"taken me out to a movie. Then we could have lit some candles and-\" he's interrupted by the cloth being tied tightly back around his head.\n\nThe knot is pulled taunt.\n\n\"Shut. [i]Up[/i].\"\n\nSonic only moans in response.\n\nBack to business, the hawk thrusts himself deep inside of the hedgehog, earning himself a muffled cry. He digs his fingers even harder into the fur and bone of the bucking hips as he pulls his slick cock out only to slam it in even harder. The feeling of his hot constricting muscles drove the bird crazy, needing more.\n\nSonic's own member pulsed from under the table, dripping with pre-cum. He's conflicted, but surprisingly enjoying himself. Any other rival of his would have been worse, so perhaps this was for the best. Besides, he secretly didn't mind it. Stars dance in his vision as the room around him turns blurry and white. He can hardly keep his eyes open; his face heating up a rosy red, especially in the cheeks and in the tips of his ears.\n\nJet watches as the hedgehog's hands pull into tight fists, the knuckles of his fingers pushing together inflexibly. He wonders if Sonic is enjoying himself. How it could have gone from what he had maliciously planned to a consensual proposition was beyond him. Perhaps the hero just wanted a challenge first before giving himself up? If Sonic really wanted out, he could have gotten himself out of this by now.\n\nThat thought only made him ponder on what to do with the hedgehog in his control. Perhaps he wasn't even the one who was actually taking the reigns here…\n\nSonic manages to move his hips upward ever so slightly before allowing the tip to graze his sweet spot, causing him to moan out. The gag catches most of it, but what escapes is loud and inciting.\n\nThis invites the emerald hawk to keep going, moving harder and faster. He can hardly keep himself from climaxing as he starts to reach his peak.\n\nThe hero's eyes fall shut, allowing the rising feeling of pleasure to caress his insides and cause him to lose control. He tenses up a bit, knowing he's close.\n\n\"You ready, tough guy?\" Jet asks.\n\nHe gets a moan from the receptor.\n\n\"Alright.\" He smiles and reaches one hand up to hold the other down between his cobalt shark fins. He takes a moment to enjoy what moments he had left to have such a privilege as this, focusing on the young blue body before him. The cobalt fur was now slick with sweat, shiny as the light from the ceiling reflected off of it. He catches a glimpse of the side of his face. It was beat red, and just as misty from preparation as the rest of him. It really looked like Sonic was enjoying it too. Seeing that face was enough to send him over the edge.\n\nSonic feels the overwhelmingly hot liquid spill into his ass, which made him shiver from head to toe. He can't help but to follow suit, letting loose onto the floor below.\n\nSuddenly, there was a deep voice that came from the other side of the room. \"Are you kidding me?\"\n\n[i]That voice.[/i]\n\nSonic looks up, seeing his red friend standing next to the kit he knew should definitely not be here at the moment. Out of anyone, Tails would be the last person he would want to see him like this. All he could do was stare wide-eyed at the two of them. His ears pinned back as he smiles nervously with the gag in his mouth.\n\nKnuckles turns the kit away so his back is to the scene. \"Get back in the hallway and shut the door, Tails,\" he says to him, and without a hesitant word of defiance, he does just that. The echidna's hands come together as he cracks his namesakes.\n\nThe hawk gulps.\n\nSonic only places his head back down on the table, knowing he was going to have to do some explaining later once the feathers had flown and fallen.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Fanfiction Commission for bbbuuu

Summary - Character 1 goes to investigate a suddenly active Eggman base. They run into Character 2; their old enemy/rival and fight it out. Character 2 traps Character 1 and things get dirty.

Character 1 - Sonic

Character 2 - Jet

Written By Anonymoux-Sonic
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Expect the Unexpected

Emerald eyes peered through a pair of binoculars, studying the giant metallic entrance to the old, abandoned base. The owner of those eyes sat idle for a moment, laying on his stomach behind a couple bushes up on the hill, just overlooking the area. It seemed so out of place for a lush part of the forest such as this. By his observation, it seemed desolate, but he knew better.

He was here to gather information for the Resistance, after the base had suddenly lit back up with no warning. Knuckles had been appointed to help on this mission, but Sonic had refused, believing the guardian would only slow him down. Going alone, he would have to take a little more care in his step, since he had no idea what to expect. The place had been down for quite some time, so for it to suddenly be up again meant some kind of trouble.

"This doesn't make any sense..." Tails said, shaking his head as he laid his communicator on the table in front of him. "This place is useless to him; why would he go back to it?"

With his eyes closed and feet propped up with his arms behind his head, Sonic listened to his friends discuss the topic. Tails was right; nothing about it made sense.

"Where did we get our tip?" Knuckles asked.

"From inside the base," the fox explained. "It suddenly reactivated. A distress call, perhaps?"

Sonic and Knuckles exchanged looks.

"Sonic, you two should both go check it out," Tails offers, looking back over at him.

"Alright." The guardian agreed. "We should go in the morning. Better light."

"Yeah, alright. Sounds good." Sonic shrugged, then looked away.

Knuckles was going to be mad, but...

Scanning over every possible outlet, he decided to try and get closer. The cobalt hero zipped in as quietly and carefully as he could, quick stepping through trees and avoiding the direct path and entrance to the base. He heads to the west side of the building, keeping a look out for surveillance as he finds an empty wall. As he closes in to press his body against it, he slides his hand over its surface, and taps his knuckles against it, testing it's density. The wall was thinner than anticipated.

Without a second thought, he backs up, and starts up a spin-dash. The ground tears up from beneath him while his quills shred it like a squealing tire. Kicking back dirt and grass, the blue blur revs up in preparation. Then, in one swift motion, he launches forward, shooting out like a bullet. He came into contact with the wall, ripping through it like a piece of paper with little to no problem. Prior to impact, shrapnel scatters, scraping against the floor with the teeth-grinding and deafening sounds of metal against metal.

The hero comes to a halt, stands up, and examines the room around him.

It was mostly empty. On his right, computer monitors sat untouched, decorated with old, draping cobwebs. There was a thick layer of dust shrouding the inactive robots that lined up along the wall to the left. Some of these bots were damaged beyond repair. Others seemed to have been deactivated. It was difficult to tell just how long they had been laying around, but it was his guess that it had been quite a long time.

He walks over to one of the robots to swipe his finger across the surface. By the looks of things, Eggman might have left in a hurry when he initially abandoned it. He rubs his thumb and forefinger together, watching the pieces of clumped-up dust fall to the floor.

Having decided to continue his exploration to find out just why this place was now back up and running, he swiftly starts for the open door on the far side of the room.

He is about to set out into a hallway before a sound catches his attention. It sounded like feet shuffling against the floor behind him. His head whips over his shoulder to catch whatever it could be. Almost immediately, his eyes narrow in on the one person he doesn't expect to be here in a place like this.

"Jet?" Sonic questioned, sounding surprised. "What are you doing here?" It was honestly hard for the hero to believe this long-time rival of his had followed him all the way out here.

The emerald hawk places his hands on his hips and smiles at the hedgehog standing before him. "Sonic," He began, lifting his chest a little. This shows off some of those snow-white feathers which fluff out a little. "Looks like you're here, too, huh?"

Sonic's brows pull together, having to process what he could possibly mean by that. "Did you reactivate this place?" He decided to ask, hoping his assumptions were correct.

He earned himself a sigh as the hawk's head hangs down a bit. "No. I didn't, but now that you're here I could really use your help, Blue."

Sonic crosses his arms, mouth drawing into a thin line. He lets out a quiet "Suuure you do," which drips with sarcastic intent as his eyes roll. "So, why should I believe that you're not the one behind all this?"

"Here me out." The hawk pleads with him, holding out a hand as if to stop Sonic from leaving. "That old Egghead took our boards. Said something about using its technology to create some kind of new weapon." He watched Sonic shuffle uncomfortably where he stood, while the impatient hedgehog listened to what he had to say. "When we heard that he was hiding out here with our gear, I came to get them back myself," he explained, showing a shred of ambition in his eyes. "At least, I'm hoping that they're here."

Something about the way he explained himself caused Sonic to remain only slightly optimistic, but judging by the look on Jet's face, the story was believable enough. He knew he could be lying, but then again, Eggman would try anything to take over the world.

"Well, okay..." Sonic agrees after a moment, half-heartedly taking his side of the story.

Jet's face lit up. "Wait, really? You'll help me?"

Sonic couldn't help but to smirk. "I guess." He couldn't really say no. "Do you have any idea where he would be?"

Jet nodded, pointing down at the floor. "He should be in the workshop beneath the building. There's an entrance on the east end."

Sonic didn't know how he knew that, but seeing as he did, he decided to play along. Shrugging, he gestures toward the door for Jet to go first. "Alright. Lead the way."

The hawk strides toward him before he noticed something odd. He mutters a small "Hold on..." and steps toward Sonic. He comes to a stop uncomfortably close to the hedgehog to pick a piece of shrapnel out of the hero's quills.

Having to be within a few inches of the other, Sonic's face flushes a soft shade of pink as he watched the hawk lean in to get it only to back off, show him, and toss it aside. The piece fell to the floor with a clang.

The two then exit the room together to start down the hallway in search for said workshop.

Sonic just really hoped that Jet wasn't pulling his leg. Even if he was, what was he trying to get from all this? On the other hand, if Eggman really was trying to use the extreme gear to cook up some new weapon, wouldn't Jet have brought in back up to make out with their stolen boards?

Something about it really didn't sit right with him, but at this point, there was only one way to find out. He wondered what the worst that could happen was. If anything, Sonic could be out of there in the blink of an eye, so there really wasn't much for him to worry about; or at least he thought.
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"You're joking," Knuckles groaned, exasperatedly. His hands pushed down on the table before him, the wood threatening to crack under the pressure. "Sonic is gone?"

Tails nods, confirming Knuckles's concerns. "I'm afraid so. He took off about an hour ago." He pulls out his communicator to show the echidna Sonic's whereabouts. According to the location, he was now inside the base. "I've been tracking him, and it appears as if he's in, and going even deeper. If we don't do something…" Tails pauses, something like fear catching in his throat. He couldn't bare the thought of something happening to his big brother.

The guardian rolled his eyes as he places a hand over his face, letting it run down to try rid himself of the headache that had been coming on.

"We should go after him," the fox suggests almost frantically, now trying to come up with a game plan to find Sonic. "He could be in trouble!"

Sitting down in the chair behind him, Knuckles crosses his legs and rests the side of his head on his hand. "Let him."

"What?!"

"He wanted to go alone. So just let him," the guardian told him nonchalantly. There wasn't a shred of concern in his tone of voice. Some friend.

Tails doesn't settle for that. He crosses his arms and looks away. "Fine."

Knuckles raises a brow, having heard the challenging tone.

"If you won't help me," the kit starts, his crystal blue eyes shifting back up to glare at the defiant echidna, "then I'll just go and get him back myself!"

Violet eyes narrow as a drop of sweat rolls down the side of Knuckles's head.

"You're so easy to give up," Tails continues, his namesakes swishing irritably behind him.

Those words sting at the echidna's pride. "Don't be so naive. Sonic will be fine-"

"And what if he needs us?"

Knuckles shakes his head.

Tails groans and turns from the guardian, starting for the door. "Alright. I'll be the hero," he says confidently, before disappearing around the corner.

"This is so stupid," Knuckles groans, standing up and calling after Tails as he goes off to join him on this new rescue mission.
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Sonic and Jet descend the spiraling flight of stairs down toward the alleged workshop together.

The pair stick close to the rounding wall as what little light illuminating the tight space emitted from Sonic's communicator. Due to this, they could hardly see the steps ahead of them.

"Seriously? No light switch?" Sonic whispers.

"You act like I know."

"You knew about this place. One would think you would have it all figured out before coming here," the hedgehog presses.

The hawk scoffs at Sonic's allegations. "I saw the blueprints, idiot. That doesn't mean I know where all the light switches are."

"You're not really convincing me to think that you had nothing to do with this," he accuses bitterly. "For all I know, you could be lying."

Jet scoffs again. "Like I would bother lying about my extreme gear being stolen. Do you know how much time and effort goes into each one? Don't even get me started on all the costs for parts were. We've poured a lot of time and effort into them."

Sonic goes quiet, letting the sounds of their hands sliding down the wall, and their steps echoing back into their ears fill the awkward silence that followed.

'He could be telling the truth. It just seems a little too convenient that he would show up when I did,' he thinks to himself, mad about not knowing what to believe. 'Guess I'll find out.'

Eventually, they reach the bottom.

A long dark hall stretched down toward what Sonic assumed would be this workshop Jet had mentioned. He keeps a keen ear out for any activity; eyes sharply focused on the void of darkness before them.

"After you," Jet says, sticking close behind the hero.

Rolling his eyes, Sonic starts down the hall first. "You better be right about this," he almost growls as he leads the hawk toward the unknown.

It seemed to go on forever. There were no doors along the grey, dull metallic walls, feeling unnecessarily empty. Sonic even wonders to himself if there really was anything at the end of it, but knowing Eggman, there was. That, and this would end up either being an easy mission, or a trap.

He bet on the trap bit.

For all he knew, Eggman could be working with Jet. He guessed he would just have to wait and see.

After a little while, they finally come to a giant automatic sliding door at the end of the hallway. Sonic glances back to give Jet a knowing look while the hawk returns a rather unconvincing smile. He looks as if he knows something, which bothers Sonic.

As the door parts down the middle and splits open, a giant room reveals itself before them. It was already lit, and seemingly full of life.

Sonic couldn't help his eyes from scanning over every inch of the area. He was looking for a few things. First, the extreme gear. Second, traps. Third, Eggman.

"What's the hold up?" Jet asked, trying to figure out why Sonic hadn't entered the room yet.

The cobalt quickly came to the conclusion that it was all just a trap, turning to face Jet in an attempt to confront him. At that moment, he was abruptly pushed into the room, his back meeting the floor.

"-Oof! What the-?" Sonic tries to question before Jet's laugh echoes all around them, reverberating back into the hedgehog's delicate ears. Having had enough, and losing all remorse for the hawk in the blink of an eye, Sonic manages to get his feet under his rival and kick upward, sending the bird flying up into the air momentarily before he lands back on his feet.

Sharp sapphire eyes narrow, their owner's beak replacing his falsely concerned expression with one of a wicked smile.

Sonic knew it. "What's your deal?!" He questions which earns him another laugh.

Having no time to explain himself, Jet lunges forward. Emerald arms catch peach as gloved hands clap into the other's, fingers intertwining assertively. The force sent both hawk and hedgehog to tangle into a mess of green and blue as they roll around on the floor, kicking and swinging at each other. Thrashing about, the two grunt and growl as they brawl about, causing feathers to fly.

This room hadn't appeared to be monitored, nor were there any souls around to notice, so the fight carried on.

To Jet's surprise, Sonic managed to get him up to his feet and toss him against the wall. The hawk felt his back crunch against it before Sonic pinned him to it. The hero's forearm pressed tightly against the chest of his attacker, holding him there to question him.

There was an unsettling smile on the hawk's face, making Sonic feel strangely uncomfortable.

"Why are you doing this? What's your deal?" Sonic asks, brows furrowing. Both parties were panting, their fur and feathers ruffled alike.

Jet tilts his head upward and smirks down at Sonic with half-lidded eyes. They were sharp, yet seductive. The hawk was silent as he stared into emerald orbs for a brief moment, before another teasingly small chuckle leaves his ajar, canary-yellow beak.

The hero's cheeks heat up a little. There was something about the atmosphere around them that seemed to change dramatically just then. It was almost as abrupt as going from 80 to 32 degrees in two seconds flat.

Sonic decides to try again having realized something, but wanting to make sure he was right about it. He shakes his head in slight disbelief, knowing he should have stuck with his gut feeling. A small part of him felt foolish for coming alone. "Eggman didn't take your board,"

"Correct," Jet responds in amusement, pupils narrowing.

"You knew I would show up," Sonic's eyes widen, focussing in on those crystal eyes.

"You know it..."

He pauses before his final accusation, feeling Jet's hands slide up his sides, fur bristling from their forced touch. His voice almost catches in his throat. "You flipped the switch, and tipped off the Resistance."

"Bingo~" Jet concurred before grabbing onto Sonic's sides tightly, digging his fingers into muscle and using one foot to push himself away from the wall.

Before he knew it, Sonic's own back was being pressed against it now, the hawk forcing him to stay in place.

Sonic doesn't fight back. Not at first, at least. It was interesting to see the look in Jet's eyes as they studied his own. A subtle feeling sinks into the pit of the hero's stomach, causing his brows to raise as watches Jet tilt his head and lean in a little closer.

He moved Sonic's arms to his sides, running his hands up to take his head between his palms, holding it gently. It was almost as if he were frozen in place, unable to move because of the shock from what was happening.

"What are you doing?" Sonic manages to ask, feeling his heart gradually pounding harder and harder in his chest; the tension building with each and every beat.

Jet didn't feel as if he had to answer that. He simply grins, taking the hero's bottom lip with his thumb. Pulling it down to reveal the hedgehog's teeth, Sonic gasps slightly, falling victim to the hawk's touch.

Jet doesn't even have to hold him there anymore to do as he pleased, having seduced the hedgehog at long last- or so he thought. Slowly, his thumb brushes along the soft peach lip, using that as a distraction while his other hand reaches down to graze desirous fingers against the hero's crotch.

Like a red flag, a jolt of energy shot up the hedgehog's spine like a green light signaling the race to begin, before he quickly pushed Jet away from him.

The hero is a mess at this point; red in the face, his cobalt quills ruffled with astray strands pointing in different directions from their fight. He curls his hands into tight fists, glaring back at the hawk angrily.

"What's your deal?" Jet questions, shaking his fist at him.

"My deal is that you wasted all this time and effort to get with me!" Sonic explains, shouting infuriatedly as he waves his hands around. "Why the heck would you go through all this trouble-?!" He attempts before the hawk is on top of him once more, now fighting to hold him down.

Sonic grunts as he struggles to push the other away, but as soon as he thought he could, he was suddenly writhing in pain as some kind of taser shocked him from head to toe. He could hear his own screams ringing in his ears as the electricity overpowered his physical capabilities, enabling the hawk to gain the advantage over him.

Before he knew it, he was on his stomach with his hands being bound behind his back.
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"This place gives me the creeps," Knuckles says to the kit who's walking beside him, as they traversed through the east end of the base. Unlike Sonic, they had actually managed to find a door to get through, and it was almost too easy to do so. With the lack of security, and one simple pick of a lock later, and they made it in without a hitch.

The two walked side by side, making sure to stick close to one another. Neither one knew what to expect here. What looked clear of traps may as well have been littered with them.

Sharp violet eyes search every nook and cranny, their owner keeping track of all the little details.

The floor was covered in dust, and every so often there would be bolts and cogs lain about. Judging by the lack of footprints on the dirty floor, Sonic hadn't been here. No one had been probably since it was first abandoned. There was also a strangely noticeable air about the place. It felt heavy, uneasy. Something was wrong, and Knuckles knew it.

"I don't think he came in through this side," Knuckles said to the kit beside him. "What do you think,Tails? Should we go check the other wing?"

Tails, unfortunately, was a little too focused on his communicator to hear what the guardian had to say.

"Tails?"

The fox seemed too preoccupied by the little blue dot on his screen to notice his friend right beside him calling his name. He watched that little blinking light with sharp eagle-like eyes. They stay glued to the target, studying the location of its whereabouts on the map as if at any moment it could just disappear, and that would be it; He would lose him, his brother.

No.

Nothing was going to happen to Sonic.

Not on his watch.

He's here.

He has to be.

I have to find him-!

The kit is suddenly snapped out of his delusional state when he feels Knuckles grab both his shoulders and shake him. It was enough to stop him in his tracks and pull him back down to Mobius. He doesn't even realize that his name had been called repeatedly until it was now ringing in his ears.

"Tails!"

"Knuckles! What the heck-?"

"Get it together," the echidna says sternly, but only out of concern for his friend. "We're going to find him, but you need to keep your head on straight." Assuring him of this, he stares prolongedly, eye to eye with the frazzled fox.

After a brief pause, Tails exhales, and shakes his head. "I know, I know. I'm just worried."

There was a worrisome tone to his shaky voice which struck the crimson echidna.

He had to make sure that Tails was going to be just as okay as Sonic at this point. "Then stay with me," the guardian tells him, turning to continue to lead his friend further into the base. "...and keep an eye out for traps. I have a bad feeling about this place."

"It certainly has its charm," Tails says, glancing at his communicator once more to see which way they should take. "Make a right here at the end of this hall. It says he should be down there just at the end of it to the left..."

"Hmm.."

"...but..."

Knuckles glances over his shoulder, raising a brow. His curiosity peeks.

"It's showing him to be in some sort of tiny room. Perhaps a storage closet?"

"...What?!"

"I know!" Tails shakes his head. "I don't get it either. It doesn't make any sense..."

Knuckles doesn't even respond before he takes off into a sprint, having been told the directions he needed to know to get to Sonic.

The fox calls out as he hurriedly tries to catch up to the echidna barreling down the hallway. His shouting only echoes throughout the hallway, but Knuckles ignores it. Screw the traps. That is, if there were any.

As the two come to the door, Knuckles throws it open without a moment's hesitation.

They stare into the closet which was no bigger than a kitchen pantry. There was a mop and bucket, some brooms, and a pile of dirty of cleaning cloths. It seemed totally normal.

They look at each other, exchanging the same puzzled expression.

Only one problem baffled them.

No one was there, and just as Tails had feared, it meant that Sonic was either directly above them, or below them.
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"Stupid hedgehog."

Jet's tone of voice sounds particularly malice with evil intent as he speaks in a low, yet menacing tone. "You should have just let it happen," he says with a hand tightly holding the hero's peach face. "Now look at what you've gotten yourself into."

Jet is sitting cross-legged on a workshop table that Sonic had been tied to. He has his little blue captee bound with his arms behind his back, and his legs spread apart, each separately wrapped up from his ankles to the knees against the legs of the table. He's positioned to bend over it to face the hawk.

Sonic's head is then forced to turn to the side as Jet cranes it to the right to get a better look at him.

Meanwhile, the cobalt is unable to speak. He only lets out a distressed moan, unable to say anything due to the gag tied tightly around his head. Clenching teeth bit down on the ragged cloth in his mouth as dreary emerald eyes glared back at their captor. It was one thing to be captured, it was another to be bound and humiliated.

"You were right you know," the Babylonian Rogue starts as he lets his grip loosen to thumb the hedgehog's cheek. "I did lead you here," he admits. "Gotta say that it was easier than I thought it would be, you know. Didn't think you would have come alone, but I ain't complaining. Not to mention that I know you can't resist helping a pal in need. It's always been your greatest weakness, but I admire that about you..." His thumb grazes over Sonic's bottom lip, slowly before Jet's hand moves around to the back of his head. "I've wanted you for quite some time, and now that I have you.."

Blue quills were disturbed by intruding fingers before they were pulled back, hard, causing Sonic to growl in response as he coercively looks up at the bright lights on the ceiling.

Jet's dark silhouette then looms over him, smiling devilishly down upon his long-time crush.

Sonic has one eye open as he stares back at two very seductive-looking blue orbs.

"I'm going to fuck you, and make you beg for more."
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"Is that a stairway?" Tails questions, walking over to examine it. Surely it was, and not only did it go up on the left, but it went down in the right.

"Yeah, but…" Knuckles starts, scratching his head. "Which way?"

The clever fox thinks on it for a moment. "If it were me, I would head down to find the source of the buildings power, right? So, he could be down there!"

"And what if he's upstairs?" The guardian asks, curiously. "What's the possibility of that?"

Tails sighs. "It's a fifty-fifty chance...I mean he could have gone looking for Eggman up there. He could have been searching for some sort of lab, or control room, I suppose."

Knuckles shakes his head, arms crossed.

The kid takes a moment to decide, eyes shifting back and forth from one stairway to the other. Finally, he comes to a conclusion: "Down."

The echidna blinks in surprise. "You sure?"

"No, but I got a feeling he's down there," he explains, pointing down the stairs.

"Alright," his crimson companion says, starting down the long spiraling descent.

Tails follows, keeping an eye on his tracker as he sticks closely behind the other.

Eventually, they too reach the bottom, and stop momentarily to investigate.

"I got a bad feeling about this," Knuckles says as he shines a flashlight down the long narrow hallway. He doesn't have time to think on it before Tails is already starting down it. "Huh? Hey! Wait up!" he calls ahead.

He catches up to the kid, who's namesakes are swishing irritably behind him.

"He's down here. I can feel it," the fox utters to himself as the echidna shakes his head, having heard him.

"It's not like he can be anywhere else."

Tails and Knuckles exchange looks.

"What?" The guardian shrugs. "I'm just saying."

"Let's just hurry so we can grab Sonic and get out of here."
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Longing fingers trail lustfully down the hedgehog's back before curling around strong svelte hips.

Sonic can feel them grasp tightly around the sharp bones of his pelvis, digging in with carnal intentions.

"Finally," Jet takes a moment to say as he admires the cobalt's backside. "I've been waiting a long time for this moment."

Before he has a chance to try anything, Sonic turns his head back as best as he can in an attempt to say something, causing the hawk to stop and look up at his face.

"What's that?" he asks, only to acquire a series of muffled sounds in response.

Deciding it couldn't hurt him now, he pulls the gag down away from Sonic's mouth. "You were saying?"

The hero clears his throat, mouth dry from scratchy cloth. "I said if you're really going to do this, you better make it worth my time."

The hawk is taken aback.

"Excuse me?" He questions, not quite sure of what to say.

"You heard me." Sonic challenges with as smirk. "Now, don't disappoint me."

This dumbfounds the hawk, causing him to freeze where he stood behind him. Mouth ajar, he gawks at the hedgehog's challenging inquiry.

"Well?" Sonic tries before his head is abruptly forced down against the table. As his temple met the surface with a thud, Sonic's eyes squeezed shut.

Jet leans over and closes in on his ear, almost growling as he mutters under his breath. "You better not be pulling a fast one on me, blue hedgehog."

Sonic only smiles, setting the mark. "Who can say? Maybe I just want to see what you're made of."

Jet's presses his member against the tight ring of muscle just underneath the others tail. "Fine. You want it?" The tip of his cock pushes at the flesh, slowly at first. "You can have it."

Sonic shakes a little, shuttering as he feels it intrude beyond the entrance. His body reacts by attempting to push it back, but it only does the opposite, opening up and allowing the tip to fully breach. He curses under his breath.

Jet procrastinates for a moment by bending over to nip at the hedgehogs ear.

"Geez!" Sonic yowls, trying to turn his head the other way to avoid the hawk's sharp beak. "Had I known that I was signing up for some kinky stuff-"

"Quiet!" Jet warns, losing his patience with him as he seriously debates on fixing the gag.

"I'm just saying. You could have bought me dinner first," Sonic only continues, unaware of Jet's intentions. "taken me out to a movie. Then we could have lit some candles and-" he's interrupted by the cloth being tied tightly back around his head.

The knot is pulled taunt.

"Shut. Up."

Sonic only moans in response.

Back to business, the hawk thrusts himself deep inside of the hedgehog, earning himself a muffled cry. He digs his fingers even harder into the fur and bone of the bucking hips as he pulls his slick cock out only to slam it in even harder. The feeling of his hot constricting muscles drove the bird crazy, needing more.

Sonic's own member pulsed from under the table, dripping with pre-cum. He's conflicted, but surprisingly enjoying himself. Any other rival of his would have been worse, so perhaps this was for the best. Besides, he secretly didn't mind it. Stars dance in his vision as the room around him turns blurry and white. He can hardly keep his eyes open; his face heating up a rosy red, especially in the cheeks and in the tips of his ears.

Jet watches as the hedgehog's hands pull into tight fists, the knuckles of his fingers pushing together inflexibly. He wonders if Sonic is enjoying himself. How it could have gone from what he had maliciously planned to a consensual proposition was beyond him. Perhaps the hero just wanted a challenge first before giving himself up? If Sonic really wanted out, he could have gotten himself out of this by now.

That thought only made him ponder on what to do with the hedgehog in his control. Perhaps he wasn't even the one who was actually taking the reigns here…

Sonic manages to move his hips upward ever so slightly before allowing the tip to graze his sweet spot, causing him to moan out. The gag catches most of it, but what escapes is loud and inciting.

This invites the emerald hawk to keep going, moving harder and faster. He can hardly keep himself from climaxing as he starts to reach his peak.

The hero's eyes fall shut, allowing the rising feeling of pleasure to caress his insides and cause him to lose control. He tenses up a bit, knowing he's close.

"You ready, tough guy?" Jet asks.

He gets a moan from the receptor.

"Alright." He smiles and reaches one hand up to hold the other down between his cobalt shark fins. He takes a moment to enjoy what moments he had left to have such a privilege as this, focusing on the young blue body before him. The cobalt fur was now slick with sweat, shiny as the light from the ceiling reflected off of it. He catches a glimpse of the side of his face. It was beat red, and just as misty from preparation as the rest of him. It really looked like Sonic was enjoying it too. Seeing that face was enough to send him over the edge.

Sonic feels the overwhelmingly hot liquid spill into his ass, which made him shiver from head to toe. He can't help but to follow suit, letting loose onto the floor below.

Suddenly, there was a deep voice that came from the other side of the room. "Are you kidding me?"

That voice.

Sonic looks up, seeing his red friend standing next to the kit he knew should definitely not be here at the moment. Out of anyone, Tails would be the last person he would want to see him like this. All he could do was stare wide-eyed at the two of them. His ears pinned back as he smiles nervously with the gag in his mouth.

Knuckles turns the kit away so his back is to the scene. "Get back in the hallway and shut the door, Tails," he says to him, and without a hesitant word of defiance, he does just that. The echidna's hands come together as he cracks his namesakes.

The hawk gulps.

Sonic only places his head back down on the table, knowing he was going to have to do some explaining later once the feathers had flown and fallen.","pools_count":1,"title":"Commission - Expect the Unexpected - Sonjet","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/rtf","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"3","views":"454","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}