Mephiles P.O.V.
I pulled him to eye level and leaned forward. I nuzzled into his neck.
"Sonic. You smell... Good." I whispered gripping his shirt.
A bubble gum pink blush spread from his cheeks.
From over his shoulders I could see Shadow boiling in rage.
I let go. "Sorry, I just couldn't help it." He smiled.
''Its fine!" His blood smelt pure, like the finest crystals from a diamond mine.
He scurried to the kitchen and me and Shadow lied on the couch.
"Mephiles... I think its him." He murmured.
"Maybe so. His blood smells like the finest nectarines picked from the finest trees, the smell is intoxicating."
