The Devil has Blue Eyes

Chapter 9: Bed's Too Big Without You

Amy gasped as she was exposed, but she stepped her feet out of her undies almost obediently, "Scourge, you really know how to..." she shivered, "How to make me... need things." She started to reach around to the zip on her back, then hesitated. She shouldn't... not here...

Things were moving so fast, so slow. So wrong. So... very, very right. Amy bit on her lip, not wanting to visibly give in to Scourge. She started to stand, to get off the bed, but that just resulted in his face getting slightly more buried between her thighs and sending yet another shudder through her and making her moan softly, "Aw, Scourge... why are you... doing this?" she gasped out, sitting back down slowly.

Scourge took Amy's stance as an opportunity; an opportunity to run his creeping hands up her thighs, slide his palms along the curves of her butt, and run them back down past her calves. "Because it's what you want, Rosie... It's what you need," he told her, before kissing his way up her thighs again. Her skirt covered his head, so she couldn't see what he was doing. But she could sure as hell feel his tongue on her clit..

Amy unzipped her dress a little way down, then stopped herself again, crossing her arms over her chest and blushing deeply, looking at her panties hanging from one of Scourge's fingers, "It's just that it's so bad," she murmured, her cheeks pink as she held her dress up with her arms. "No, I don't... nnngh..." The girl gasped again as Scourge started to tongue her, "Oh, that feels... horrible..." she moaned, but she was clearly feeling pleasure, her body shaking more as she started to spread her legs and lean back, "But... here? This is Sonic's place... I'm not with him, but..." she gasped at a slightly deeper lick, "Oh... oh..." Her hands tightened again in the sheets, her cheeks hot and pink, "You're so bad, Scourge... This is so bad..."

"That's because you need it-" he paused, waiting for effect. Wait for it. Wait for it.. "Bad," Scourge began to climb up her body, knees upon the mattress, Amy's skirt way up when he planted himself above her. He gave her a look so deep, it came in fathoms. "I'll always, always take what I want, Baby. Whenever, wherever... Especially when what I want, is what you need..." He leaned in, and kissed her. For what seemed like the first time ever, Scourge was kissing her. Not tonguing her, not planting his lips on hers, not attacking her mouth. Kissing. And it, too, was deep.

Amy wrapped her arms around his shoulders, shakily at first and then holding on tighter as she returned the kiss with the same depth he granted to her. She was underneath him again, writhing to feel her body pressed to his. It was shameful, that they were doing this here. And yet that shame brought more heat into her body. His hands were on her, and she was pushing her own into his jacket, "How... do you know what I need?" she murmured between the kisses.

"Because of this," Scourge answered as he lowered his head to plant a kiss on the left side of her chest, nipping at it tenderly. "And this," he added, just before she felt his left hand wedge itself between her legs, gliding fingers over her wet pussy and spreading its glaze. So far, he hadn't once hurt her bruises. He was good..

Despite her words, Amy wasn't fighting back, and her hands moved over Scourge's athletic body skillfully, rubbing and pressing lightly. Her dress was starting to slip aside and she kissed at his neck, bending a knee to let him in better, "That's... awfully... good..." she all but purred, her body starting to heave.

She felt him grab a handful of her hair, pulling just enough to make sure her back arched along with it, but not even close to enough to hurt her. It was a ravenous act of primitive pleasure; something Scourge seemed all-too good at. "Is it, now?" he breathed into her ear as his fingers writhed their way inside her. "Do you want more, Amy..?" he asked. He only called her that when they were in the middle of something like this... And it had a very strong effect.

"I... I..." Scourge's fingers twitched in her teasingly, "AH!" They were pushing each other further back on the bed now, but that thought was leaving her mind more and more, "Y-yeah, I... but here?" he twitched his fingers in her again, and she was getting very wet now, "Oh! I... nnngh..." She twisted and started to reach behind herself, feeling for the zip on the back of her dress.

He didn't make the task any easier by centering his attention on her neck, taking a long, hot breath as he bit nimbly into it, his fingers knowing the territory and exactly where to push when he wanted a huff out of her. "What do you want, Amy..?" he whispered, his teeth now on her earlobe.

"I want... I want you to keep touching me..." Amy gasped, "I want..." a wet heat coursed through her body, "I want you to... fill me up..." she spread her body wider so that he could touch more of it, and pulled down her zipper, letting her dress slide down slowly, revealing her breasts.

And anything she exposed, he pawed at, massaged, licked and kissed. Except for her nipples; those he sucked on. Amy was practically folded beneath him, wriggling her body around his fingers to get the best feeling out of them, pulling herself closer to his chest just to bridge the gap between their heated closeness. "With what, Amy...? Tell me, with what?" he asked, his voice with an element of desperation to it; an immense desire. His jacket was still on, but not because he was wearing it. Only because it was draped over him, ready to fall off whenever his actions demanded it to.

"With... that thick cock of yours," Amy pleaded as Scourge continued to move his hands over her. She kept on touching him, sliding her hand between his thighs and rubbing there, "Make it thick and long for me... Oh, cram me full of it..." She was pulling him on top of her, and climbing further back on the large mattress, kissing his lips and neck slowly, "Give me that big dick! Make me boil inside..."

Scourge's actions were already melting her down, and he was very proud of himself for it. Getting Amy to admit she wanted his dick in her was always a big plus. Especially when in Sonic's house. On Sonic's bed. Where the blue hedgehog had 'made love' to her time and time again. His fingers withdrew out of her; the same hand taking hold of hers and planting it down on the mattress beside her head, fingers entwining. His tongue ran over her lips, and her oppositehand found his rigid shaft. "Go ahead, Amy... Show me where you want it..." He told her, daring her to take part. To guide him into her. To become just as guilty as he was..

He could feel Amy's hand trembling as she ran it up and down his cock a few times, making it half-hard. Scourge wasn't letting her remove her clothes fully, and yet that made this even badder. There was sweat on her hands and she gasped as she touched his cock against her wet pussy very lightly, trembling as her teeth gritted and her body heaved harder. Now they were fully sprawled on that once clean bed, and Scourge kept driving her body further and further in her desire to shake against him.

Amy felt his body tremble and his throat groan low when she touched his cock to her wet folds, beckoning him into her. His forehead pressed onto hers and his blue eyes shot lively waves of reverence into her soul. His hand squeezed hers tight when he pushed into her, and though it didn't fill her as much as the first time they'd gone all the way, this was perhaps better in its own right. Scourge not being fully erect when he entered her could only mean one thing; he would grow to his full length, and his full width, inside her. Stretching her already-squeezing insides along the way. And it was feversome.

Amy's hips bucked with the slow, increasing pressure inside of her body. She was convinced that this was all for her, panting as their gazes locked, twisting against him heatedly and spreading herself even wider. It wasn't as fast or as harsh as before, but it was just as hot as they stared at each other, blue fire meeting shining emeralds. Her arms circled around his waist and she gave a soft choke of pleasure, "Oh God, oh Scourge..."

"Oh, Amy..." He responded, in an almost beg-like tone that was aimed at making her feel wanted. "Y-You're so tight... Oh God, so tight...!" He breathed, his hand squeezing hers as his vigorous length began to fill her to the hilt, touching her in places only he had before; places that had gone previously ignored. He didn't start humping her just yet, instead opting to let her, and himself, revel in the feeling of their union. "He's stupid for leaving you... God, so stupid..."

Amy gritted her teeth, tilting her head way back as she heated up more and faster. Her arm around his waist pulled him closer as she panted. He stretched her up slowly and gently and she spread her body wider for him, more and more open to his attentions, "Scourge, it's... really thick..." she moaned, her words further buffing his ego. She nuzzled briefly into his shoulder, her clothes slipping further and further aside.

She felt his entire body weight shift onto her hand, so he was holding himself up with the hand he held hers down with so ensuingly dominant. His eyes crashed their gaze down on her like marvelous blue comets, and his free hand groped her breasts; fondling and claiming them. "Thicker than his?" he asked, peering down at her as he shifted his cock in lengthy waves of bliss inside her; teasing the impending fuck her was about to unleash. "Is it bigger, Amy? Is it better..?" His gaze broke only for him to lean down and run his tongue across her neck.

Amy gasped for a few breaths, "Yes..." she moaned as he rolled his hips against hers slowly, "Yes, it's... thicker... it's... it's... longer..." she huffed as he pressed her down against the bed, kicking her shoes off, "But I'm... not sure about... better... have to... you'll have to... nnngh..." She kissed him again slowly, "Keep on with the... oh yeah..."

Scourge kissed her right back; content with his progress at making her play his game. Though her attempts at maintaining some sense of control; of attitude, was immensely superior to anything she could say in complete submission to him. "Keep on with the what, Baby?" he whispered, licking his way from her neck all the way up to the cleft of her chin, forcing her to arch. "What'll I have to do to prove I'm better..?" He asked, wriggling his weight on top of her, his rigid cock trembling inside her. It was full length by now, making it all the more dreadful for her to have it in her, but not get fucked by it..

The way they were, they were almost locked together. Amy would have bucked, but Scourge weighed her down, "I... I don't know..." she gasped, "Keep taking me... keep holding me..." another slight shift and she cried out softly for him, "But please, don't stop..."

Scourge couldn't help smiling down at her, planting a small kiss on her blushing cheek. It was a conquering feeling, having his step-brother's ex-fiancé beneath him like this. Legs spread wide with his dick inside her. Begging him to give it to her. Having it take place on the bed she once shared with Sonic only sweetened the deal; giving him grin-fodder for what would surely be a lifetime. "You know exactly what you want, Rosie. And you're gonna tell me. I won't fuck you 'til you do.." he told her, giving her one single, hard thrust that made her yelp, rising their heat further. He could feel the dampness of her sweat on the mattress below.

"I want..." Amy took deep breaths, "Push it in me... slow and... nnngh... deep, real deep..." She kissed him on the neck a few times before moving her lips against his, "And get me out of these stupid clothes..." she panted, trying to push his jacket off his shoulders. Her feet kept scrabbling against the bed, also running against his legs. It didn't need to be fast when he was filling her up like this, making her sweat and heave for him, "I can't... I can't stop... wanting you..."

Things changed, just then. The Scourge that had been willing her along and whispering sweet commands at her was replaced by one who had let her hand go long enough to practically drag her dress off from under her, leaving only her boots on. Her body had no chance to shiver in the sudden cold air, though, because the masculine green hedgehog above it was quick to submerge her in his heat, holding her body tight against his as he began to thrust himself into her, making the mattress squeak and the bed frame hit the wall. "Is this what you want, Rosie..?!" he grunted, talking through gritted teeth as he bit lightly into her cheek..

"AH!" Amy cried out as she was stripped and Scourge started to push, deep and slow, yet at the same time gripping her tightly. She kicked out a few times in shock, pressing against the green hedgehog. It went deeper than before as they seemed to tangle together and heat up. There was a knot of shame at where they were doing this and yet she didn't want to stop, her hand holding tight to his ass and squeezing. "Feels good... really good..." she gasped as she bared her body more and more to him.

"Tell me to fuck you," he whispered into her ear just as he pushed forward and into her, though she knew from experience it wasn't as hard and deep as he was capable of. He intentionally left a lot to be desired and it was riveting..

Amy ran her tongue over his neck, "Fuck me..." she whispered, licking his ear lightly, "Fuck me, Scourge... fuck me deep and slow..."

He smirked down at her, loving the way she challenged his wits and tussled with him, despite how easy she really was. Keeping things like this would surely make her feel like less of a dirty whore than he thought of her as, and that worked to his advantage. She thought he was about to say something, with the way he was looking at her. But he didn't. He instead opted to lower his lips on her, and give her a tongue-filled kiss so passionate, it made the whole act of getting fucked by him on Sonic's bed almost seem lovely. She felt him begin pulling back and out of her, before striking fast and filling her to the brim again, and again... Feeling him moan into her throat.

Amy spread wide for him. He made her feel so dirty, and yet so wonderful at the same time. She kept on kissing him, holding tight and gasping for every breath. Trying to fight the filth as their bodies wound together again and again. The more he did it, the more she wanted it; that swollen cock expanding the walls of her tight insides, "Scourge... please, oh please, oh please, I love this..." she begged, "I... I'm yours to... to take..." Right now, she just wished she could give more of herself because he stretched her so hard, getting her so wet and hot, shaking against him as her tongue pressed against his.

Music to his ears. In fact, he decided to say so. "Music to my ears, Baby," he told her between kisses, as his thrusts became seemingly more desperate. Not hard and full, like she took from him on that piano, but aggressive and sensual nonetheless. Amy said she was bruised, and he was giving her the same good dick but without all the pain. For now. "Say it again..." he told her, his hands digging their way beneath her so his fingers could scrape along her back.

"Yours... your to take..." Amy panted, twisting under him, kissing his chest, licking at it with her tongue. They were going deeper, and she was getting wetter. And hotter. And gripping him tighter, "I love this..." she added again, "Even if it is... so dirty..." Her nimble fingers dug at his back as she locked together with him and yet he controlled her body.

Amy felt the bed frame creek and tremble beneath them, and when Scourge mounted himself up higher for more thrusting-power, it only began squeaking louder. "Rosie...!" he called out, though it was so low, it was intensely exclusive for her to hear. She felt his pelvis pounding onto hers as his cock began sliding in and out of her in its entirety; each thrust long and hard despite his efforts to speed up. "Rosie... Oh God, you're so wet!"

"And you're... so thick..." Amy huffed up at him as he rode her harder and deeper, "I think... real soon..." she twisted again, and each time Scourge pulled back, she was starting to drip a little, "You're so bad..." she groaned as he pressed down on her, "I can't... don't want to... don't want you to stop."

All the way out then all the way in, he was pinning her tightly, and almost smothering her smaller frame. "Swell," he replied, grinning down at her, "Because I already promised I never will," it was true. He'd swore to her, word for word, that he'd never stop fucking her. And why would he, when the sex was this good, and this damn easy? He loved the way her body squeezed at his; the way he was so much harder, stronger, taller, and broader, yet she took his abuse like a champ and liked it. It was like her body would contort to make way for his intrusion. She saw the sweat in his brow, trickling down past his blue eyes and dripping down onto her. She was just as involved as he was; they were being bad together. "You ain't so good yourself," he shot back, in response to her calling him bad.

"I could say you're swelling too..." Amy's body heaved as he squeezed her again. She knotted her fingers in his quills and tugged at them. The bed was starting to get sticky now, with them panting together. She locked their lips again, harder and deeper than before, his jacket hanging down over the both of them and making a kind of tent.

Scourge didn't stop; he may have changed his rhythm, his position, and the angle at which he gave her that dick, but he never stopped. And with the way he was looking at her, kissing her, touching her, holding her, Amy was learning that passionate fucking existed, and was upon them. It was far from love-making like she had with Sonic, but it had all the laments to make it deeply intimate, personal, and close. "Nnng... Rosie... I'm gonna cum inside you.." he whispered in a deep groan, staring down at her like the world wasn't there. In truth, the environment couldn't be more thrilling for him..

"Yeah... oh yeah... Do it, Scourge! Cum inside me!" Although she'd been losing her mind as of late, eyes rolling to the back of her head, Amy was on the Pill. Technically. As in, she took it whenever she remembered. Her entire body was shaking against the green hedgehog and arching for him, "I... I'm gonna... really soon..." she told him. She was shifting more and more against him to feel, "Oh... nnngh..." She was really gasping now, deep breaths shuddering in her. She shifted again, and he was thrusting deeper in her than ever.

This was so much different from that piano. The bed absorbed more of the shock than the hard wood lid, and the mattress provided cushioning; meaning he didn't just have the option to fuck her harder without hurting her; he had to fuck her harder in order to get the same effect. The jacket that blanketed them acted as insulation; keeping most of their rising body heat trapped around them, making them sweat. Making their skin sizzle. To Scourge, this was perfection. Amy was getting fucked by him on Sonic's bed, practically begging him for his dick while they were at it, and pretty soon he'd be filling her with his essence... The only thing to top all this would be Sonic watching in horror, shame and defeat. The thought of it threw him off the edge..

Amy wasn't thinking about Sonic at all. She was only thinking about how Scourge's cock stretched and filled her, and how hot they were getting together. She cried out a few more times in desperation, and then spilled around Scourge. Except he was deep in her, and it was held in. She was orgasming for him, her lower body tightening and heating up around his cock. She managed to sit up a little, pressing her lips to his chest again, licking at the sweat, "Oh god... oh God that's so... tight... and hot... Oh Scourge, please..." she begged him for more.

He forced himself to hold his orgasm in; to keep himself from bursting, because he wanted Amy to feel it this time. He wanted her to know what he was doing to her; that he was cumming deep inside her and filling her with his seed. When she sat up he kept thrusting, and rewarded her with an awkward kiss; his face so strained from the immense pleasure it was painful. He had to push her back down, force her to lie beneath him, hold her tightly in place when he gave one last knee-propelled thrust into her tight pussy, his whole body gritting as he grunted hard and pumped his sperm into her. Feeling each pulse. Locking his pelvis against hers..

They held the kiss as Amy felt it enter her. Fucking Sonic's step-brother on his own bed. She managed to push the thought away because it was just so dreadful, and focused on how good Scourge was making her feel. Entangled and tight together, she gripped him tightly and, as he insisted on shooting his load into her and she all but felt it pressed in, "More... Oh damn you Scourge... don't stop," she begged him again, for these orgasmic moments letting him use her body however he pleased.

His blue eyes peered down into hers like molten, cold lava that froze her gaze against his as much as it burned through her. "I won't, Amy... I'll never stop.." Just then, to Amy's flabberghasted astonishment, she felt him thrust again. And again. And again. Even though he'd just finished discharging what must have been a thick load into her yearning body, he was plunging into her some more. Making her shriek. Making her moan..

Amy was still shaking against and around him, pinned right into the mattress. She realised what was happening, and she would have perhaps protested, but then he stifled her words with another kiss, and she moaned his name into it, clamping her legs around his back and pulling him down to press in harder. He was going slow, and soft. She shouldn't be doing this... it was so bad... but it felt so good...

Scourge was shivering around her, holding her tight. He was so warm and yet with all their sweating, things felt chilly. He kissed her and tongued her good, relishing in the feeling of his thick rod pushing into her sopping pussy; surely leaking with a divine meshing of both their juices. And then, just as Amy's heart rate began to slow, she felt him push forward into her again. And again. And again. Until she realized he wanted more of her.. Another full fuck.

She was still trembling madly, and she wondered just how long Scourge could keep going. She knew that she and Sonic could quite easily lay back and make love to each other in a leisurely, steady and marvellous way most of the night. Whether Scourge could keep up this speed, and for how long, was more of a question, but though he had relaxed somewhat from the last cum, he was still going strong; still filling her up and sending chills through her body, "Oh... Scourge..." she moaned out for him, pulling on his quills.

"Rosie, I..." he paused, having to wipe his brow while he was pumping his hips into her. "Can't get enough of you..." He leaned in to kiss, but opted to bite softly on her cheek like he had their last romp on the piano. His hands reached for the other end of the bed, which he used for leverage while he ravaged her. "Do you still miss him..?"

There was a definite hesitation there. Scourge could have read it as her being busy mid-orgasm, but Amy wasn't entirely sure how to answer, "It's... tough... right now... what with... all of this..." she sucked in deep breaths as he kept piling into her, hard, "You... are very distracting..."

"Good.." he smiled, amidst all the sweat and the heaving and the heat. "Let's keep it that way..."

It wasn't good enough that Scourge had successfully fucked Sonic's ex-fiance on his own bed. And then they'd gone a few more rounds. On top of everything, it was just the icing on the cake that now, he got to keep cuddling up with her in that same bed for several hours. It was like a kind of breaking and entering punctuated by orgasms. He wasn't really used to this 'cuddling' thing, but Amy was apparently good at it, laying half on top of him, and pawing at his body gently, and kissing up and down his chest even as they watched the massive two-hundred inch wall television that Sonic had in his bedroom.

Amy felt almost entirely tired out. After they'd fucked the second time, they'd slowed down, given it twenty minutes, and then fucked some more, on and off, for several hours, and after all that she just wanted to lie there and relax with Scourge, him flipping channels while she stroked at his body, "That was... pretty damn incredible," she told him, smiling as she kissed him.

"Which part? The multiple orgasms or the things I did to you to coerce them out?" Scourge didn't like 'cuddling'. He didn't like 'snuggling' or any physical contact aside from hard sex when it came to a bed. But if it meant getting a few more jabs at Sonic in, and also spreading the virus he'd planted in Amy's heart, then he could deal with it for one night. It was clear he didn't watch much T.V., as he didn't seem to know his way around the channels.

"I don't know..." Amy was running her hand up and down Scourge's body, also stroking between his legs, "We might need to go another round, just to be sure..." her hands sure knew their way around a hedgehog's body, "I think I might have a few more bruises. Fresh ones..."

The green hedgehog smirked at his own joke before he said it. "Yeesh; how'd Sonic ever manage to keep up with you?" It was a clever remark, because Amy had to get very proficient at chasing the blue hedgehog down before she finally managed to bag him. Working the remote only required one hand; the other was working her body beneath the covers, running over her naked form from her upper back down to her butt, which he'd been established as very fond of grabbing. "That's some good pussy you have there, though. I'll stick my dick in you as many times as you like, no chase required," it was an obnoxious statement to make, but coming from Scourge it really was a compliment. The channel kept changing, but he paid the television about as much mind as he did the wall behind it. His eyes were on Amy, and so were his lips.

"You're even more insatiable than Sonic is..." Amy wasn't really paying attention to the television either, as Scourge went systematically through over nine-hundred channels, most of them repeats. There were no small number of stains from their activities on the sheets, even a few tears in them, "It's tough to believe-" she stopped as Scourge flicked through a channel, hitting a tune she recognised, "Oh!" she looked up sharply at the television. It was a national music channel. And it was showing a live broadcast of one of Sonic's performances, and it dragged her attention. Firstly because it was Sonic... and secondly, because he was singing a duet.

The green hedgehog's attention was diverted as well, though he was much more amused by what he saw, while Amy seemed outright entranced by it. "The Forget Me Knots," he told her nonchalantly, watching the screen with very little interest. "I know the girl. Goes by the corny name of Mina Songoose or somethin' like that. Hell of a voice, terrible genre of choice," Scourge explained, since Amy seemed somehow perplexed.

"She's singing with Sonic..." Amy spoke sadly. She wasn't angry. People did duets. But that changed as the song increased further and surther in its emotions... coming to its climax with Sonic landing an extremely impassioned kiss on the yellow mongoose girl. Scourge felt her shaking slightly in his arms. Sonic had kissed her like that, not so very long ago at all. It was like a spike right through her heart. She turned her face away, pressing it to Scourge's scarred chest with a soft sob, "It... it's just a song..." she whimpered.

Scourge held her for a moment, eyes bouncing back and forth from the screen to her. He could use this to his advantage in so many ways. He could comfort her and get some more pussy as a result. He could mend her broken heart with empty promises of everlasting love and commitment. He could tear her down further and weaken her into a state of depression that would allow him to have his way with her. Or, he could... His smirk appeared as he made his decision. "No, it's not," he told her, matter of factly. "Hate to say it, Babe, but that slime ball of a stepbrother of mine doesn't share the spotlight with just anybody, and he ain't the playboy type who goes around kissin' girls just for show. That's my style, but not his," he continued, his eyes trying to fake regret at the false truth he was about to tell her. "That right there's a statement to the world. But mainly to you. If it weren't, he'd be kissing that big-booty-skinny bitch off camera like a normal person.."

Amy snuffled, still holding Scourge, "No, no... you're wrong..." she was trying not to cry, "He... he wouldn't do something like that... We're single now... it means nothing... it's just a kiss..." Her hold on Scourge, clutching onto him for comfort, was telling him she only barely believed that though, and him 'accidentally' keeping the channel on and very gently turning up the volume wasn't helping.

"They're holding hands," he told her, adding a pressing weight to the fresh bruise. "I hope you're right, Babe, but you and I both know he's not the romantic type unless he finds a girl he deems worthy of it. Sonic doesn't kiss easy..." He stroked her back in faux concern. "He's got an agenda here, Rosie. An agenda to hurt you. He knows you're bound to have seen this footage eventually, even if not tonight..." His fingers found her hair, which he lovingly caressed. "That blue, yellow-bellied coward... If he really cared, he wouldn't have done that.."

Amy started to sob, and Scourge's chest was dampened by her tears. In her vulnerable state, she had sucummbed to his ideas much more easily than she might have otherwise, "I didn't... want... for him to..." she sobbed, "I shouldn't have... it's only fair... but..." It sure felt good, to have Sonic's girlfriend this desperate for his comfort while ass naked against him, "What am I... supposed to..."

"What good girls do best," Scourge replied before she could finish her question. "Rebel," Then his lips were on her, and the night was proven young...

That's it for the second batch of chapters! What'd you guys think? Leave a review and let me know!