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Legendary Punishment	By : kimbk Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 7448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Legendary Punishment
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First off, I reckon I should ask the question: why the hell is this fic so sought after? O_o
This fic got purged from AFF.net during its revamp and I didn't put it back up because I didn't see the point in it; it was written in 2008 and my writing was terribly immature and it was just a crackfic I wrote in three days. Didn't see any merit in it all. My current writing is so, so much better.
However. Since it got purged from, oh, last year, I've had questions and inquiries as to where this went repeatedly. I wasn't going to post it back up, but - seeing as demand was high, here is it. Back up again. And a bit rewritten so that it's less embarrassing. >.< Enjoy Erazor/Sonic goodness. Again.
I still stand by my opinion four years ago that Erazor Djinn was too sympathetic, though.
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He settled back lightly onto the ground, folding up his razor neatly and tucking it somewhere in his robes. After doing so he looked down at the ground, where a body lay moaning softly in pain. A smirk made its way to his face and he grinned, red eyes flashing.
"So much for the Legendary Hedgehog!" He sneered. "Why, you've tried... and tried... but no, you still didn't even come close to beating me! What's the matter, then?" He bent down, still grinning at the hedgehog who was lying on the ground, badly beaten and bruised. "Am I too much for you? Is that it?"
"Damn... you..." Sonic whispered, his body trembling as he tried to stand up - and failed miserably. "Erazor... Djinn... I won't let you get away... with this!" Sadly for the hedgehog, his words did no good. Erazor merely laughed, the sounds echoing all around the circular hallway.
"Fine!" He shouted with mirth. "Fine! Then get up on your feet, rat, and fight me! Prove to me that you can beat me!"
"Stop it!" A female voice shouted before Sonic could attempt a reply. "Stop it! Just stop! Can't you see he's had enough, Erazor?" Another genie appeared, emerging from a ring that Sonic wore on his middle finger. Tears were running down her cheeks and she bent down, whimpering softly, trying to heal the hedgehog's injuries yet only succeeding in healing the smallest cuts. Erazor looked on, arms crossed and looking bored.
"Nothing but useless affection." He sneered. "Stay out of this, Shahra. This is our battle. If you want to save him then hand over the Seven World Rings. Then I might spare him." He kicked the hedgehog lightly on the waist. It was only a gentle kick, of course, but Sonic had had enough; his eyes rolled back and he slumped to the ground, truly out of it.
"Sonic!" The female genie cried, bending over further to look at him. "No! Erazor, what have you done?"
"Relax." He replied lazily. "He's merely unconscious. I won't kill him. Yet. That spoils all the fun." He grinned. "So. Do you have all the Seven World Rings? It's honestly not that hard, if you have them just hand them over to me, Shahra... and then I'll let you leave this palace, unscathed, with him."
"You're lying." She retorted tearfully, turning to face him. "You don't plan to spare him no matter what we do. I know you too well, Erazor!"
"So you don't have all seven." Erazor continued as if he had not heard. "Rules are rules, I can't possibly spare him in that case..." He trailed off, glancing at the hedgehog. "...unless there is some... payment... to make up for all this nuisance this evening." He turned his red eyes towards Shahra once more. "Get back inside! You shall not come out until I tell you to!"
"No!" Shahra began to cry out, writhing as she tried to resist the djinn's power. But he was too strong for her, his magic too evil and powerful, and she wept pitifully as she was forced to seal herself inside the ring. Erazor made sure that she would stay there as long as he wanted... but he also wanted her to hear what would be going on.
"Can you hear me?" He called quietly, staring at the ring.
'Erazor, please! Please have mercy!' Shahra cried from inside the ring, using the kind of telephatic communication between genies. That was good. Shahra could hear the sounds of the outside world, but could not reply audibly in return. No matter how hard she cried, Sonic would still not hear her. At this moment only Erazor could hear her screams and cries for mercy, and he grinned, looking down at the hedgehog thoughtfully. He would make the hedgehog pay, and invite Shahra to listen.
That could work out quite well.
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"Where... am I...?" Sonic awoke in the dark and looked around as best as he could. But he soon winced and settled back down, rubbing his head. "Ow..."
His head felt strangely heavy, and his body ached all over; the pain was especially bad in his side. Sonic sighed, frustrated, and then got back to wondering where exactly he was. It was all dark around him and he couldn't see anything. He was lying on something soft and warm, he noted, and briefly thought about Shahra. Maybe she had brought him here? To rest, perhaps? If that was so there had to be a reason. Sonic tried to recall what had happened before, and succeeded this time; he had fallen while fighting with Erazor. He remembered running down the circular hallway, trying to dodge the slashes that the djinn flung towards him. And he had lost the battle... just before his world went black.
"Fine..." Sonic frowned and let out a small groan as the joints in his back creaked unpleasantly. "Fine... If that was what happened... where is Erazor anyway?"
"Good question." A lazy voice drawled suddenly, making the hedgehog jump. An amused chuckle followed this remark, and a door opened from the right corner of the room that Sonic had failed to notice. Light poured in from the outside, and Sonic quickly sneaked a look at whoever had come in. He groaned again in dismay as he recognized the person.
Erazor Djinn had come in, and he silently shut the door, fastening it with a lock. His body was cloaked and Sonic could only see his head. Ignoring the hedgehog for the time being, he glided smoothly across the room and began lighting the lamps in the room. The light filled the room, bounding off from the smooth polished surfaces of the ornaments within, and the hedgehog looked around. He was in a room within the palace, which meant that Shahra had not brought him there after all.
"She's powerless here." Erazor spoke as Sonic went over this in his head, as if he had heard his thoughts. Sonic glanced quickly at him. "I know everything that you're thinking, rat. Do not attempt to challenge me."
Sonic rolled his eyes, but did not give a verbal reply. Erazor turned around and smirked.
"Quick on the uptake, are you? I must say, that's a surprise..." He smiled, lighting the last lamp. Now that the room was quite brightly lit, Sonic vaguely realized that he was on a bed, and a large one at that. This made him slightly uneasy, but he still didn't react; he looked again, more closely at Erazor, and was surprised to see that the djinn didn't seem so tall and huge anymore.
"I can change my appearence at will." The djinn came over and sat on the edge of the bed, still smiling. Compared to before, he was only slightly taller than Sonic now, by about a foot or so. "I had to prepare myself for your punishment tonight, you see."
"Punishment?" Sonic spoke for the first time since Erazor had entered the room. "What punishment? For losing to you? Is that why you brought me here?"
"Yes. That, and spoiling half my evening." Erazor settled down comfortably next to the hedgehog. "Don't worry. I'll go easy on you... this time, at least."
Sonic could do nothing but stare as Erazor bent down, his hand grasping the hedgehog's.
"You won't need that for now." The djinn smiled as he slipped off the ring from Sonic's finger. He said this softly - so softly that Sonic actually twitched his ear towards him - and he placed it on his own palm. He murmured a few words, and with a short clap of his hands, the ring was gone. It had literally vanished into his hands.
"H-hey!" Sonic protested weakly. "Shahra...!"
"Forget about her for the time being. She will be safe. She can hear us." He chuckled. "Quite clearly, in fact." He focused a small corner of his mind to the ring, and then called to Shahra telephatically.
'You do hear him, don't you?'
'I do.' The genie replied, sounding uneasy. 'What... do you plan to do to him?'
'Keep your ears open and just listen.' Erazor replied idly, and then shut off the communication. Sonic, completely unaware of this second conversation, looked up at him with distrust and dislike. Erazor looked down and chuckled.
"You do realize that you look pathetic like that?"
Sonic frowned. "I'm not pathetic. You're the one who's pathetic, bringing me here of all places and talking about this 'punishment'! How is getting rid of Shahra fair? No, you're a bastard, Erazor, nothing more than a heartless bastard!"
"Charming." Erazor replied flatly. "That's a nice name to call someone who healed your injuries."
Sonic glanced down at himself at this. Sure enough, his cuts and bruises were gone and he felt fine. The pain in his back had disappeared. The hedgehog looked up, confused. "Why... did you do that? Why?"
"You're no fun if you can't struggle." The djinn laughed, and he unfastened the brooch on his cloak. "So be grateful, rat."
"I keep on telling you, I'm not a rat!" Sonic retorted. "I'm a hedgehog!"
"Same difference." Erazor cast off his cloak, dropping it on the floor. "Now for your punishment." His tone had turned business-like, and he settled back down onto the bed comfortably. "I wonder how much you can stand?"
"I can take whatever you inflict on me." Sonic said defensively. He had one chance this time of escaping. He would have to attack the djinn, knock him out and try to run for it. But he would have to time it well. He tried to keep this off his mind, as Erazor could quite well easily read what he was thinking. "What is the punishment, then?"
"Ah, now that would be telling..." Erazor bent down, his smile unusually predatory, and Sonic noted with some discomfort that he was alarmingly close to him. "...I think you'd better just experience it, rather than me telling you..."
"What are you talking about?" Sonic was backing away slowly; a sense of dread crept over him. The djinn took no notice.
"This is the first stage of your punishment." He said quietly, and then without another word swept down on the hedgehog.
Sonic reacted instantly; he curled up and aimed a homing attack at the djinn, targeting the top of his head. It would knock him out for enough seconds for him to escape. He threw himself forwards, hoping and hoping it would hit.
Alas for him, he missed.
Erazor had gotten out of the way just as Sonic had flew forwards, and now he was on his side, calmly pinning down the hedgehog with his right arm. "Aha." He exclaimed, his eyes glinting. "I thought that might happen. No matter."
Sonic yelped and tried to get free from the djinn's clutches; yet it was useless, as he was still in a severely weakened state. The hedgehog, simply, was no match for him. Erazor pinned down Sonic's body easily onto the bed, and roughly pressed his lips onto his neck in an effort to keep him still. It worked; the hedgehog flinched and shivered at the unwelcome touch, another yelp escaping him. And oh, Erazor was so cold! Sonic hadn't had many encounters with spirits in his life, so naturally it struck him as odd that the djinn's body felt much colder. He felt Erazor explore the curve of his neck, running his lips over the delicate skin, and shivered again - both from the cold touch and guilty pleasure.
Erazor, meanwhile, was quite contented. Sonic felt pleasant and warm, and that was good. He grinned against the hedgehog's skin, before reaching to gently lick his neck. Sonic cried out and wriggled free, and the touch was broken, much to the djinn's disappointment.
"Holy Mobius, that feels like ice!" Sonic blurted out. "What the heck are you-"
"Relax." Erazor whispered, unconcealed lust flickering in his red eyes. He pinned Sonic down again, nearly missing him as the hedgehog tried to dive away from him. "Just relax..."
"N-no..." Sonic whispered. "No! Shahra-"
"I told you, she's powerless here." The djinn hissed, looking annoyed. "Do I have to use magic on you?"
Without waiting for a reply, Erazor's eyes flashed red. Sonic suddenly felt a horrible jolt in his stomach, and his limbs felt heavy and numb; he couldn't move his legs nor arms. "That keeps you steady enough, I suppose. I don't want to use more than necessary." Erazor grinned, stroking the hedgehog's face. "I need you to be perfect."
Sonic could do nothing but shiver, dread creeping into his mind. He was fully aware what Erazor would do to him now, what his punishment was, and it frightened him more than anything ever had before. The djinn was running a finger down his chest now, frowning as he considered something; what, the hedgehog had no idea, but he had a feeling it would do nothing for him.
"Just calm down, I keep on saying. Get that into your head." Erazor said somewhat irritably, reading his thoughts again. "You'll like it. You might even want more. Either way it's not as if you have a choice."
"Wow, that sure is relaxing." Sonic snapped. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Erazor replied mock-politely. "So you find me cold, do you?"
"Very."
"Great." Erazor grinned. "Because you're just going to have to get used to it!" Without any more words he swept down and pressed the hedgehog firmly on the sheets. Sonic couldn't move from this embrace; his limbs wouldn't move. Erazor forced his lips onto Sonic's, who tried to pull free from the unpleasant cold; yet he merely held him still, as he was stronger than the hedgehog. Erazor's lips were firm, not too cold compared to the rest of his body. Sonic didn't return the kiss but didn't try to break free either, and the djinn seemed to pass that off as good enough. He reached with his tongue, forcing his way between the tan lips and exploring the hedgehog's mouth.
"Mmm-" Sonic tried to protest against this but his struggles were ignored. He felt the ice-cold tongue on his, and shuddered violently, wondering if the djinn ever breathed; he was getting quite short of breath. As if noticing this, Erazor pulled away, a thin trail of saliva joining their lips.
"I don't need to breathe." He said calmly, and then kissed him again, with more force. He didn't push his tongue in this time, instead focusing on touching Sonic's body and feeling the soft fur, toying absent-mindedly with it. Sonic squeaked at the touch.
"Stop..." He whispered, breaking the kiss.
"Stop?" Erazor repeated blankly. "I think not."
Sonic looked up and noticed something about the djinn. Before he had changed his appearence, Erazor was merely menacing and perhaps one-dimensional to the hedgehog. To him, Erazor was just a djinn. With a razor for a weapon. But now he could see him up close, Sonic could see that he was actually fairly interesting compared to some enemies he'd seen. Eggman's robots were nothing compared to the djinn (God forbid) and there was something about him that radiated grace and masculine power. He was built powerfully, features wildly handsome, his red hair tied up in a strange manner. There were ornate markings on his purple body, all over the strong, muscled arms and chest. A few old scars were littered here and there. The markings were a deep crimson, almost like blood, and the hedgehog ran a finger down an intricate mark near the djinn's chest. Erazor let a soft, surprised moan escape him, and Sonic pricked his ears up again.
"What... happened to you?" The hedgehog asked. "Those markings..."
"Those?" Erazor looked down at himself. "I suppose I might as well tell you... They would be the symbol of my past slavery." He smiled grimly to himself. "You see those shackles?" Sonic nodded, glancing at the large golden shackles that bound his wrists. "I don't wear them because I like wearing them. They bind me."
"To what?" But the djinn merely shook his head.
"That's another story." He said. "One that I must carve up as well." Without a further explanation, he slid down the hedgehog's body, kissing here and there. "And now... where were we? Oh, I remember..." He gently placed a hand on the hedgehog's chest - very, very gentle, Sonic noted - and muttered a few words. His eyes flashed a deep red once more, and the little spark of flame on the hedgehog's chest danced up wildly. Its colour had changed, from red-orange to an extremely fiery red. Sonic yelped at the sight.
"Holy-" He was at a loss for words, and he could barely register the fact that he could move again. "Why are you doing that? I thought you hated my guts?"
"That flame has more than one purpose." Erazor murmured. "One's deciding your life force... the other is this," He paused and trailed a finger down Sonic's stomach and all the way down to his thighs. There was an instant effect; Sonic tensed sharply, eyes widening and mouth opening in a gasp. "This would be the second stage of your punishment."
"Oh...!" He shut his eyes tightly again, trembling. "Damn... What... have you done... to me...?"
"I figured you won't get as excited as quickly if I just carried on." Erazor smirked. "I can use magic, rat. Remember who's on top here." He carried on touching and sometimes caressing the blue fur and the skin beneath, completely oblivious to the soft moans of the hedgehog.
"I'm not... a rat..." Sonic breathed out, stuttering. "I'm a hedgehog... I keep on telling you..."
"Either way you seem to be reacting positively."
Erazor spoke the truth, Sonic had to admit; with each teasing touch something burned inside him, waves of deep, lustful warmth coursing through his veins. He automatically found himself moaning and writhing under the djinn's molesting touch, blushing under the somewhat mocking stare. He felt humiliated and sick, but at the same time wanted more. He shut his mouth, stopping his moans for the time being.
'I wish you could see him now, Shahra!' Erazor was silently laughing to himself. 'But that would ruin the game, would it not?'
'What are you doing to him?' Shahra cried. 'It's gone quiet! You haven't... killed him, have you?'
'Of course not. I'll give you three guesses to figure out what I'm doing to him.' Erazor stopped focusing on Shahra and then turned to Sonic. It was time for a change, he decided, and without warning he slipped his hand onto the hedgehog's most sensitive area, caressing gently.
"A-ah!" Sonic's eyes opened wide at the unexpected touch. "What.... ohh..." The hedgehog felt a searing pleasure between his legs, and tried to resist it. But he couldn't; Erazor still stared at him, and he felt uncomfortable trying to do anything under the gaze. He felt his member slide out slowly, and he looked away in embarassment.
"My, my..." Erazor cooed gently, his hand fondling the erection. "Excited, are we?" He glanced at Sonic, whose eyes were closed in half pleasure and half humiliation, still half turned away from him. "We'll fix that soon." Erazor bent down, placing his lips on the hedgehog's stomach first and trailing down. He teased the hedgehog for a few seconds - who groaned in pleasure - and then took the length into his mouth.
Sonic cried out, his body tensing. He had never felt like that before; The djinn was cold around him and he started to shiver. "Erazor... dear God..."
"Shh." Erazor coaxed gently, tongue reaching out to lick the tip of his member. "Third stage of your punishment. But you have to admit, quite good for a punishment, don't you think?"
Sonic didn't answer this, but turned his head away, unable to look at the djinn. He couldn't stop his body trembling, and he most certainly could not stop his moans, but he could still look away by himself. That much he sought comfort in.
"I wonder why you're denying yourself." The soft, wicked voice called to him. "I know you love it. You can't hide your feelings from me, Sonic, and you've got to accept that-" Erazor stopped for a moment and chuckled. "-or you can keep up your facade, while I continue with this until you're screaming for more. Your choice." He went back to sucking softly at the appendage, rapidly stiffening and hardening every second. Precum trickled down the member, and he licked it up with relish; he did his best to ignore his own throbbing erection during this time. It hardly showed beneath his trousers anyway.
Sonic bit his lip to try to stop the moans from coming through. But contrary to what he wanted, they came anyway.
"I can't... take it... Erazor..." He cried out. "I can't take it anymore..." The djinn's cold tongue on his member was arousing him beyond what he could take. Erazor didn't reply to this, but stopped the licking anyway. Sonic looked up blearily, just as the djinn unfastened his belt and threw it in a corner. He pulled down his trousers, now fully naked, and turned to Sonic again. The djinn said nothing, but Sonic stared, somewhat embarassed yet wildly excited at the same time.
"Huh..." He gasped, looking at Erazor. "That's..."
"Something to be proud of, yes." Erazor sat down, stretching his legs and supporting himself at the back with his arms. He gestured to Sonic to kneel down, and the hedgehog did so, looking slightly nervous.
"You know what to do. So do it." He ordered.
Sonic didn't need to be told twice. A part of him was repulsed, yet he couldn't help leaning over to obey the djinn, first examining his member and then giving it a teasing lick. Erazor didn't react much to this, except for a small change in expression. Sonic carried on with the licks, and eventually took the length into his mouth, sucking on it fully.
"Oh... yes..." Erazor whispered, leaning his head back and sighing deeply. "Go on..." His hand stroked the hedgehog's forehead, gentle yet somehow forceful, and Sonic had to comply. He tried to take the length as much as possible, trying not to choke at the same time; during this time Erazor's member was quite slicked with saliva, and the djinn groaned softly with pleasure, a dazed smile coming onto his face. The sensation of a warm tongue on his member was new to him, but he loved it. He reached beneath Sonic, taking hold of the hedgehog's member in one hand and began to stroke it gently.
"Ah..." Sonic moaned out at the touch, and began to breathe heavily, unable to continue any longer. "Ohh... my God... oh..."
Erazor sat up on the bed, leaning against the wall and grinning as he looked down at the panting hedgehog. He could sense the hedgehog, he could tell by his scent that he was ready. He subconsciously licked his lips as he pulled the hedgehog close to him so that they were straddled together. Sonic opened his eyes and looked up at the djinn, noting vaguely that he was pressed against his bare chest.
"Last stage of your punishment." Erazor whispered seductively, clutching Sonic tight in his arms and reaching to lick behind his left ear. The hedgehog winced again and looked up, both dreading and anticipating what would happen next. "This will hurt... probably a lot more than the other stages... so be prepared. You don't want to look weak in front of me, do you?"
"I..." Sonic panted softly. "I can... take... whatever you throw... at me..."
"Good boy." The djinn chuckled. "Then I'll just carry on."
"Wait!" The hedgehog yelped. "I'm not-!"
It was too late for that; Erazor parted him with one solid, powerful thrust, grunting softly in pleasure. Sonic screamed in pain, writhing around in an effort to expel the djinn, but it was no use. Erazor simply held him still, staring into his tortured face with a look of glee. Erazor was quite large, but this was not Sonic's primary problem. He had just gotten used to the unusually low body heat of the djinn, but having Erazor actually inside him was totally different. He was unbearably cold; Sonic felt like his insides were being plunged into ice.
"S... stop..." The hedgehog stammered. "Erazor... stop..."
"What, stop now?" Erazor laughed. "I haven't even started! What's the matter, Sonic? Scared?" He sneered, and then without waiting for a reply gripped the hedgehog's hips tightly and thrust upwards once more. Sonic screamed again, drawing in a ragged breath and unable to stop the tears of pain flowing. It hurt, hurt more than he was used to, and he just couldn't bear it. He dug his fingers into Erazor's back, digging into the cold skin. The djinn growled, half with annoyance and half with pleasure; he thrust upwards again in response.
Sonic had ceased to scream by this time. He fell forwards, holding his partner tight and pressed his face into the djinn's chest, and didn't attempt another escape. Erazor was satisfied with that, and he continued the 'punishment' steadily, either ignoring or not noticing the hedgehog's blush. A particularly hard thrust caused Sonic to throw back his head and moan out.
"Like it?" Erazor asked softly. Sonic didn't reply, but as much as he hated to admit it, he did like it; the pain was gone and replaced with pleasure. The icy sensation only served to excite him more, and the hedgehog could do nothing but hold on to the djinn tightly.
"That's a good boy..." Erazor purred seductively, his strong hands stroking the hedgehog's tear-streaked face with surprising gentleness. "Just hold on there... I'll make you feel good, you'll love it, I promise..." Sensing that Sonic had somehow calmed down, he pushed him down onto the bed, now on top of him and thrusting with all his strength. "My God, you're tight..."
Sonic was panting heavily, hands blindly clutching the sheets below him. Erazor was above him, pushing into him, and he'd never felt more pleasured in his life. Erazor pressed a kiss onto his lips and he accepted, letting the djinn do all he wanted; it just felt too good, and he was long past trying to resist it. Erazor grinned to himself at the sight.
'You hear that, Shahra?' He called to her, evoking a startled cry from her end. 'I think I may have found a rather... nice toy for myself.'
'How could you, Erazor?' She replied, distraught; and Erazor idly observed that she was crying. Rather heavily. 'How could you corrupt him like that? How could you? Oh please, have mercy, don't torture him any longer! Torture me instead, I was the one who put him through all this-'
'Shahra my dear!' The djinn laughed, both mentally and audibly. Sonic looked up, slightly disturbed at the laughter but shutting his eyes and crying out again in pleasure as Erazor pushed in. 'Does that sound like torture to you? I think not! To me it sounds like he's... enjoying it, rather...'
"You... you monster..." Shahra was sobbing too hard to speak; Erazor shrugged and ignored her, looking down at Sonic. Here the hedgehog lay, underneath him, being violated by him and enjoying it also; so much for the Legendary Hedgehog indeed, he thought blandly, and a small laugh escaped him. Sonic appeared not to notice, being too lost in the pleasure, and Erazor could have laughed again, but he couldn't. Unable to laugh because of pleasure. He found this rather amusing. No, it wasn't 'rather' amusing - it was 'very' amusing.
"Oh... Erazor...!" Sonic cried out between gasps. "...more... give me more... I... want it harder..."
"Beg for it." Erazor said simply, purposefully slowing down. "Go on, beg for it, that'll be worth seeing..."
"Please," Sonic choked out. He was beginning to writhe around in half agony, longing for touch. "...I'm begging you... Erazor, please!"
"Please what? Please you?" Erazor asked, grinning as he began speeding up again. "That's fine... Your wish is my command..."
"Ohh....!" Sonic cried out as Erazor started to go faster. He subconsciously bucked under the strong, powerful thrusts, his arms around the djinn. His eyes were glazed with lust now, soft moans escaping him with every thrust, and he kept on calling the djinn's name in a half-hypnotized manner. Not that Erazor really minded, of course. He kissed the hedgehog, the kiss being unusually deep and passionate; Sonic accepted, eager to feel and touch more. He touched his tongue with Erazor's, marvelling in the surprising contrast of temperature. He was surrounded by ice - at least he felt like it - and he loved the feeling.
"Erazor..." He whispered. "I don't think... I can hold out... much longer..." His eyes slid shut with another firm push. "Ohh.... Erazor...!"
"Hush..." Erazor whispered from above, feeling himself near the edge as well, and grasped Sonic tighter. "It's all right... just... hold on..." He lustily pressed his lips onto the hedgehog's neck, moving down to his shoulderblades. For a couple of minutes they stayed like that, until Sonic finally couldn't take it anymore. He released with a wordless cry of absolute pleasure, still bucking against Erazor's thrusts. Following this, the djinn pushed forwards a few more times, before he finally leaned his head back and groaned his release.
Sonic shivered, feeling the ice-cold liquid inside him. The sensation was exhilarating, nothing like he'd ever felt before in his life, and it was wonderful. He sank back onto the bed, still trembling and moaning, and Erazor followed suit. They lay together for a while, breathing heavily and pressed to each other. Erazor was the one who recovered first, and he dipped a finger onto Sonic's stomach fur, coating it with semen, and then absent-mindedly licked it.
"Not bad." He murmured. "Not bad at all." He repeated the action, but this time held it to Sonic's lips. Sonic closed his eyes, letting Erazor push his finger between his lips, and sucked on it obdiently, tasting himself. His eyes were glazed from the climax, but he still managed a small smile. Erazor pulled himself out slowly in response, chuckling.
"There now." Erazor coaxed. "That was nice, I think. Did you like it?" Sonic nodded dumbly in response. Erazor smiled, reaching down and licking the semen off the fur. Sonic protested silently, wriggling around.
"What is it? Ticklish?" Sonic nodded. "Very well, then." Erazor clicked his fingers, cleaning both their bodies instantly, and settled back while propping himself up with an elbow.
No one said anything for a while.
"...That was..." Sonic finally opened his mouth, slurring a little. "That... felt good... you were... really good..."
"Thank you." Erazor bowed his head politely. "Nicest compliment I've recieved in about two thousand years."
"Heh..." Sonic managed a tired grin. "I guess... that the punishment is over for now?"
"For now." Erazor repeated, nodding slightly. "But challenge me again, lose to me again..." He trailed a finger down Sonic's chest. "...and you might just find yourself back here." He smiled, before he looked at his hands.
"Ah, that reminds me." He clapped his hands again, and on his palm lay the little golden ring, completely unharmed and well-polished as usual.
"Have it back now." He put it back on Sonic's finger, and glanced at the hedgehog again, thinking.
Sonic was examining the ring, checking that it was unharmed, when he was pressed down onto the sheets on his back by a strong hand. Erazor placed his hand over Sonic's heart, murmuring a few words. The little spark of flame (which had shrunken in size during the 'punishment') danced up again. But the flame did not change colour this time; it stayed a pleasant red-orange.
"Why are you doing that?" Sonic asked quietly.
"Increasing your life force again." Erazor murmured his response. "You were very good indeed, if not for the struggling - but it was perfect nonetheless. I thought that I might reward you." He smiled, and then placed the blankets over him.
"Erazor..."
"Sleep." The djinn said quietly. "You can do nothing in that state. Rest and you'll feel much better." He bent down and pressed a kiss onto Sonic's lips. "Sleep."
"With you..." The hedgehog murmured tiredly. He crawled free of the blanket, burying his face into the djinn's strong chest and holding onto him. "G'night..." And suddenly Sonic was fast asleep, chest heaving up and down as he inhaled and exhaled, completely out of it.
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Erazor stared at him for a while, before letting out an amused chuckle. He sighed, spent and satisfied, and softly caressed the hedgehog behind the ears. With his other hand, he quietly clicked his fingers, letting the ceiling above him melt into a portal. He stared up at the ceiling, seeing the cursed genies dart backwards and forwards above the palace, and then nodded to himself, closing the portal again. He glanced at the floor, where his cloak lay, and his gaze settled on the glint of his razor blade. Another night was over, and another hundred of the stories had been wiped clean.
He shrugged to himself and settled down. At morning he would let the hedgehog go free. Hopefully he would bring the Seven World Rings back to him, fulfiling his dreams, and he might gain freedom from the pages of the book-
-and then what?
Perhaps he would have to fight the hedgehog again. It was likely. Shahra would be so angry at him after what he'd done to Sonic, and with her aid, the hedgehog would be powerful. He could not doubt that. He carefully listened into Shahra's ring for the last time, hearing her broken sobs fading away as she cried herself into sleep. He'd broken her spirit for the time being, yes... but by the time they met again, Shahra would be enraged and perhaps strong enough to fight alongside Sonic.
Erazor looked down at the sleeping form, and then a cruel smile appeared on his lips. He would not fail. He would win, and he would take the hedgehog for himself. That would be perfect.
Laughing to himself, he settled down for a few hours' sleep. Tonight had been a success. He would make the nights after this better, even better than this or the stories that lay within the tattered pages of the Arabian Nights. He was Erazor Djinn, the creator of all, and he would triumph.
Yes, he would.
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