Sonic's Unwanted Harem

Woodzone Forest Act 2

Warnings: This chapter contains mild offensive language, sexual themes, no consent, mild blood, adult themes, and violence..

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??? - 5:57 a.m.

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'Who...?'

'Who is this... blue blob...?'

"Quick, while he's distracted!"

"I know, you old hag!"

'Who's warmth... am I yearning...?'

An eerie yellow light envelops Solaris as the circle under him glows. All of his senses go numb as his mind is once again silent.

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Woodzone Forest - 6:02 a.m.

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Torture.

That's all Sonic can describe this as: pure, unadulterated torture.

Never mind that warm yet taunting breath going in his ear, tickling the few strands of fur he'll have to pluck soon. Or that damn muscular form against his back, despite him wearing the jacket Knuckles lent him. Although he'd be lying if he said he didn't like feeling that chest pressed against him, making his back quills bend in a bit of an uncomfortable position, though the chest makes up for it. He's already warm in the jacket but with the body firmly against his own, he can feel his face starting to grow warmer.

But that's not the main issue, no. The real problem is that one finger, just the claw from that finger, combing through the fur on the underside of his tail, barely grazing the skin. That is why he's being tortured. His body is all over the place from just that single touch. And the worst part? The jerk is barely putting any pressure on his tail; just a feather's touch.

Green eyes struggle to stay open despite knowing Infinite is trying to break him, but he can't help it; the constant tingles shooting up his spine with each soft scratch, the way he forces himself to not shutter as the claw grazes over a nerve he didn't even know he had, how his stomach sucks in as the claw nearly reaches the tip before moving to the base of his tail...

'Definitely, definitely should've stayed on Angel Island... crap' Blue brows furrow and Sonic bites down on the tip of his tongue, desperately trying to keep himself composed. He can feel that stupid sound crawling up his throat, wanting to come out, especially when the tip of the claw slowly goes in circles on the base. His cheeks feel too warm as his eyes flutter closed. Uneven breaths leave his nostrils, blowing some dirt away as his mind starts to grow fuzzy.

The yellow eye sparkles in delight as he feels the young body relax more and more by each second. He whispers, his voice low, deep and condescending. "Look at you... getting lost in nothing but a simple touch~"

"Am... not..." Sonic's voice comes out much lower than he intended it to. There's no bite in his tone and he can't stand it. He doesn't want to enjoy this, he really doesn't but he knows his body is reacting because of all the unwanted touches he's been getting these last few weeks. Between Mephiles and Zero and Shadow just kissing him, he- 'No... I'm not giving into this. He's molesting me.'

A hand digs into the ground, gripping dirt before Sonic shifts his body to the right, throwing dust in the jackal's face.

"Gyah, you insignificant.." Infinite digs his claws into the tail, feeling the body tense. His other hand releases the peach arm. Instead he slams the blue head down against the forest floor, kicking up some dirt