Passion

Chapter 3: Regret

Amy had two realizations when she woke up, as the sunlight streamed through the blinds, turning her eyelids red. Two strong, tan arms were wrapped around her. And there was absolutely nothing veiling her body from Sonic's own pressed against it. Memories and pictures of what happened last night hit her like a shock wave. She'd slept with Sonic. As in...slept with, slept with. She should be ecstatic. It was what she'd always wanted...right? Right? So why did she feel so... empty now?

It hadn't been quite what she expected...although it'd been wonderful, amazing, orgasmic even. Maybe it hadn't been right, maybe she hadn't wanted last night (at least, not so soon)... but at least it was something, better than him running from her. Yet there still was something... unpleasant gnawing at her heart. Amy shrugged it off and nuzzled up closer to her lover. As long as they were together and she was with him, in his arms...everything would be okay.

...xxx...

Amy looked so young right then, when she was still asleep. So young, so innocent. Well, maybe not so innocent anymore, but still young.

Sonic sighed a little and readjusted himself softly, trying not to wake up Amy. Okay, so maybe he'd been a little pushy and impatient last night. Maybe he'd let his hormones, his sex drive get the best of him. But goodness gracious, he'd resisted it and fought it for 18 odd years now. And it had been what Amy'd always wanted, wasn't it?

Of course, he hadn't used a condom (not exactly something he kept in his back quills) and Amy didn't have one lying around. She certainly hadn't expected or planned on this happening.

Sonic shrugged off the thought. Stop being so weird. You're 18, it's about time you lost your virginity.

But still, it'd felt...wonderful...at the time, and now it was like...ugh. He felt rotten. Sonic looked back down at Amy, tracing her face with his eyes. He'd seen her hesitancy last night, and yet he'd kept at her. He'd seen her pain-laced face when he'd entered her for the first time and taken her purity, and yet he'd just ignored it and kept on...

That passion, that need had just consumed him, and he couldn't help himself. Plus, he knew that there was no way Amy would refuse him. For anything he wanted. Amy had always wanted to just please him, impress him. And then Sonic realized with a start that he'd just taken complete advantage of her undying devotion to him.

Guilt tugged at his heart as the full weight of what he'd done hit him.

He'd practically just raped the girl! He'd forced her down, caressed her, whispered what she'd always wanted to hear...

What have I done?

Ugh, why had he been so selfish? Sonic had always been too quick to rush into situations anyway, too hasty, too impatient. Other times, he was able to get out of it with his quick reflexes, but this time... there would be no repairing the damage. The simple truth was that he, Sonic the Hedgehog, had forced Amy Rose into bed with him. And there was no turning back now.

Focused on yourself once again, blue.

Sonic felt his heart start racing and his breathing become labored. Oh no, this really wasn't good...But what could he do now? Any apology would seem too shallow. Besides, things would be different between them now. Sonic knew that.

Suddenly he felt Amy stir and cuddle up to him, her nose nuzzling his chest fur. "I love you Sonic..."' she whispered, her sweet and innocent voice tugging at him even more.

What? She loved him? After everything he'd done to her...she still loved him? Now this was too much.

Sonic bolted from the bed from pure reflex, his breaths coming out quickly as he lingered on the edge of the room, fighting ever nerve that screamed at him to get the heck out of there.