“Better fingers than yours.”
His free hand wrapped around the squirming hedgehog’s fat length, pumping it up and down while he kept fingering his warm hole.
“You like finishing first? C’mon then, “𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩” first!”
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THEYRE ALL SO MID THOUGH I think it’s also because a lot of the courses I took in college involved writing and I just like writing in general so that may have helped too 💔
Metal didn’t speak again, instead 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 his metal fingers faster into him, aching to hear more of those quakes in his voice.
“You tell me. Is this fun for you, faker? Do you like when I 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 this tight hole of yours?”
Metal dug deeper inside him when he heard the curse, shoving his fingers harsher when he did.
It made his circuits go haywire to see him like this, and he was gonna get more out of the rodent thann he’d ever imagine
“No way to talk to me, Hedgehog. Play nice now . . . “
“Sure what you’re doing must feel nice, love. Thank you . . . Not just for this but . . . Well, for all you do. For me, love.”
He put his claw over her hand, gazing into her eyes as she kept caressing him.
“You do more than you think. And I love you for that.” 💙
“You’re one to talk. You’re one of the strongest people I know.”
It was true. She was probably on par with his copy when it came to just raw power.
Yet here she was, boasting about his own strength. It was still an odd feeling, to be praised or even talked to equally.
“I’m—“
“Sonic the Hedgehog. Since when have 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ever felt bad about anything?”
His other hand let go of Sonic’s rod, gripping Sonic’s face by his cheeks and forcing him to maintain eye contact.
“No. You don’t get off that easy. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞.”
He did. He wanted a struggle from him, just to be able to make him surrender.
Metal leaned closer as he finally pushed his metal fingers inside Sonic’s hole, gazing into his eyes as he did.
“Maybe. You know how our fights usually end, right? So why haven’t you fought back?”
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OH TRUST if I ever rebrand it’s gonna be strictly Metal only for this acc. If I ever get any other muse inspo I’d just make a new account.
I also like the sillies so Metal in general isn’t going anywhere
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OKAY SO 1.
Sorry for being late and inconsistent with replies, a lot of stuff just been going on since the storm and I’ve been helping as much as I can
And 2.
I’m teetering on the idea of rebranding as a normal Metal Sonic acc—
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Just got done shoveling damn near 20 inches of snow. Everyone affected by the storm rn just stay safe and indoors it is NOT worth it out there right now.
Her hand on his chest made him feel whole. It sat on his metal frame, directly hiding the internal damage that he sustained.
“Careful, love. It’s right there.”
He warned her, but there was obvious trust in his voice.
“Just . . . keep your hand there. Please?”
I love you too my darling..~ 💜
[ Using her other hand Wacky rubbed his head letting him nuzzle into her neck, keeping her hand on his chest ]
Oh, I know, but I don't care if you were made to conquer. I don't care at all. All I care about is you and me loving you.. 💜
Metal leaned down closer, egging at him to look him in the eyes. Gaia, how loved that feeling of overpowering this faker . . .
“Really? Cause it looks like you’re not even trying to get me off of you.”
He ran his thumb around the head of his member, chuckling as he did.
“Bite me, you malevolent fool.”
His voice box had a sting to it, demanding yet desperate.
Metal knew the power he held over him, and part of him wanted X to use it. But maybe this was another sick way of playing with his prey.
Metal rolled his eyes, grabbing Sonic’s member as he shooed his hand away and squeezed it with enough force for the tiniest sting.
He 𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘿𝙀𝘿 to hear him admit.
“Doesn’t really feel like second place right now.”
He let out a low, metallic chuckle, taking his thumb off the tip.
“You want me to try? Fine then.”
He shook off his hand, pumping his cock and letting the other hand glide down to his tight hole as he continued staring.
“If you submit, maybe I’ll put a finger or two in. . .”
That was the thing, wasn’t it? She helped give him that heart, that soul, he had been missing for the longest time.
“You’re very loving to someone who was made to conquer, you know.”
He put his hand over hers, holding it onto his chest before nuzzling into her neck.
He—
[ The endless amount of love and affection she wanted to give him.. she'd never loved someone to this extent, but she loved it all the same, placing her hand on his chest. ]
Even if you're a machine, even if you don't have a physical heart, I'll love you all the same.. 💜