Sonic's Unwanted Harem

Woodzone Forest Act 1

Warnings: This chapter contains mild offensive language, violence and mild blood.

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Sonic's Subconscious - 5:33 a.m.

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'In... out...' A deep breath is taken as the dark green eyes are hidden behind the navy blue eyelids Another deep breath is taken and the hedgehog holds it in for about seventeen seconds, before releasing it slowly from his mouth.

He feels clean, cleaner than he's felt in months now. Oh, the tranquility of knowing that creep's essence is no longer in him, of not being filthy is so... ah, it's a joy He can't say neither him or his original version won't have nightmares or at least be traumatized by what happened last night, from witnessing countless deaths one by one. From the stench of blood filling his nose, to the taste on the back of his throat... The thought makes him involuntary shudder. "... But it's over.. It better be..."

Dark Sonic opens his eyes again as he takes a look around the cleansed, white void. Everything is back to normal, except for that loud mouth, annoying bitch or that damn seal. Good gaia... he misses that asshole. Sure, he'd rather die than tell Fleetbitch he misses him but it still doesn't change the fact that he's lonely in here now.

Or he would be if that hunk of a jackal wasn't holding him. Okay, sure, so the jackal is back to being that evil asshole, but Dark can't deny that he's still hot, evil or not. And being pressed against that muscular chest at that?-

Dark green eyes widen as a faint blush paints his cheeks. He turns his head to the side and coughs. "Damn Fleetway... rubbing off on me. I'm nothing like that asshole. I don't care if the jackal has his arms around me, holding me tightly as I can feel his heartbeat against my chin. Or if that deep, sexy voice sounds like butter in my ears despite him saying cruel or taunting things to me..."

He closes his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest, The blush turning a tad darker by the second. "And I definitely don't miss his scent or those damn lips near my face. Just because I gave him permission to kiss me once doesn't mean I want him to do it now. No way."

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On second thought, he's glad Fleetway isn't here. The asshole would never let him hear the end of it.

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Woodzone Forest - 5:37 a.m.

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"Nghn." Sonic winces just slightly as those muscular arms squeeze him, pushing his own arms against his body. The pressure isn't too tight, but his body is sore from whatever happened last night. In hindsight, he should have rested more on Angel Island before venturing out.

A small pop can be heard and the fanged grin grows just slightly. "Ah, how many years has it been, hero? Three now?" His voice takes on a deeper, sinister tone. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy breaking you slowly." A low growl leaves his chest as he holds his forearms behind the blue back, tightening his grip even more. He raises an eyebrow when he sees the fire dance even more in those damned bright green eyes.