“Good for nothing… can’t believe I’m supposed to leave them alone…!” Scourge paced a circle in his carpet, growling to himself, and Sonic looked up from his book, sighing.

“Look, you can’t control the whole world. There needs to be people in charge of each kingdom, and leaving former royalty is just the simplest way so they won’t rebel.”

“They came right up to the damn door, blue!” Scourge snapped, head whirling around to glare at his pet. Sonic set the book down.

“The Squad can’t manage the whole planet. This is the first time in a year and a half they’ve bugged you, and you kicked their ass.”

“Still! It’s the principle of the thing!” Scourge was seething, and Sonic jumped up, grabbing Scourge by the wrist and tugging him unto the bed. “What the fuck- what’re you’re doing?” 

“Calming you down.” Sonic said simply, before mashing his mouth up against Scourge’s. He still tasted like the ham sandwich he’d had for lunch, and Scourge melted into the kiss.

Somehow, it was always sweeter when Sonic started it.

Sonic’s fingers worked up to his shoulders, running along every tight muscle and gently pressing down, before he unhooked Scourge’s cape. He let it drop, and Scourge leaned back for a moment, twisting off his rings.

“Wait- just a sec.” Sonic leaned over and rummaged around in the drawer, before pulling out a condom with a grin and a flush. “Safety first.”

“You really think I’m going to give you something?” Scourge lifted an eyebrow, and Sonic rolled his eyes.

“Look, it’s not gonna kill you.” The ridges above his eyes raised in a teasing way. “Besides, you wouldn’t want your precious pet getting sick, would we?”

“Gimme that.” Scourge tore open the wrapper and pulled the condom on, and Sonic grabbed a bottle of lube, handing it to Scourge.

“Make my ass feel like a slip and slide or I’m not letting you in.” 

“Just bend over.” Scourge dipped his index and middle fingers into the lube, and smeared it over the condom. He dipped his fingers in again, and then stuck his cold fingers up against Sonic, who jolted. 

“A-ah! What the hell?”

“You said you wanted it, didn’t you, pet?” Scourge’s voice had slipped to teasing, and Sonic growled lightly.

“Give a guy some warning first, geez.”

“I’m going in.” Scourge said in reply, and he grabbed Sonic’s side, pulling himself in. 

“Fuck!” Sonic swore, fingers curled and hands clenching the blanket tightly. “Not so f-fast…!”

“You can’t handle it?” Scourge taunted, but waited. He could feel Sonic shivering, but he didn’t say anything more.

“Keep going, just… that still hurts.” Sonic’s voice was a little shaky, low and breathless. Scourge loved it like that, just a hint out of Sonic’s control. In these times, was Sonic really, truly his.

He slowly pushed in further, and Sonic gasped again, but didn’t say any more, and he gripped Sonic hard enough that he’d surely bruise later and started pulling out before slamming back in.

“A-ah!” Sonic was sweating now, and his ears were flat against his skull. Scourge dug his nails in deeper, when suddenly he had an idea.

A wonderful, awful idea. 

He pumped himself in and out a few times until he saw Sonic’s dick leaking precum unto the comforter, and then he pulled out. Sonic turned, his face bright red, and stared.

“What’s wrong?”

Scourge grinned, one eyebrow up. “Beg for me.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” Scourge leaned over and ran a possessive hand along Sonic’s collar, then kissed Sonic gingerly before leaning back, tracing a single finger down the length of Sonic’s dick. “Beg for it.”

“You’re an… asshole.” Sonic glared, but it was weakened by his lowered, submissive ears and his flushed face.

“Say you want me in you.”

“I… want you in me.”

“And what else?” Sonic growled, clenching the comforter tightly. 

“I want you to fuck me.”

“What’s the magic word?” Every second he dragged it out he know Sonic was burning on the edge, and it made Scourge feel like he was on top of the world.

“Please?” 

“Nope.”

“You’re an asshole.” 

“Closer.”

Sonic sighed, and Scourge saw him let out a long breath.

“Master?”

“There we go, pet. Wasn’t that easy?” Scourge grabbed Sonic and pushed himself in again, pumping faster than before, and it was less than a minute before Sonic screamed his name like it was the only thing that mattered. 

Scourge rode the high of being in control, so totally in control, making his pet beg for relief and listening to him whimper when he gave it, and came himself. He didn’t scream Sonic’s name, he just screamed, wild and raw.

Sonic dropped down unto the bed, panting, and Scourge rolled over, walking his fingertips along Sonic’s collarbone.

Sonic was smirking.

“Knew I could distract you.”