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Fast Love	By : JustS Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 5833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or anything relating to SEGA's properties. I do not know Danica Patrick. This is a fictitious work which I do not make money from.

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Author's Note: I still can't believe I'm writing a Sonic fic since I don't really understand or like that subset of super fans who get way into the characters and 'lore' and/or are 'furries'. However, after spending a lot of time with Sonic & Sega All-Stars Racing Transformed my mind couldn't help but wander. Enjoy and please rate n' review!

Part One

The ceiling lights flickered to life in the warehouse-like garage as the large shutter door began to rise up. Danica and Sonic drove on inside, her in her green indy car and him in his blue racer.

They parked and powered down their respective vehicles as the garage's metal door automatically closed behind them.

'Good race today.' The woman called across to the hedgehog as she climbed out of her car.

'The winners always say that.' Sonic replied, scratching the back of his head in a dejected manner. 'I should know, I'm normally the one saying it.'

Danica smiled, pleased with herself. It wasn't often that someone beat Sonic the hedgehog in any form of speed competition.

'You know I'm handicapped in vehicles.' He continued, clambering out of his car. 'If it was a foot race I'd dominate every time.'

'I don't doubt that.' She replied as they approached each other between their two vehicles.

She tugged apart the Velcro neckline of her racing jumpsuit, trying to cool off a bit after their intense race. Noticing her do that he began to wonder what her body looked like beneath that all-encompassing outfit. He had never seen her in anything but a jumpsuit so he found himself more than a little curious. She was human but he couldn't help himself; he was a red-blooded post-pubescent male, after all.

He brushed that line of thought aside, mentally chastising himself.

'Would you like a tour of my collection?' She asked, looking down on him with her hazel eyes. She wore thick black eye make-up that accentuated her piercing gaze and some light lip gloss that turned her lips a slight pink. Her long, chestnut brown hair with a neat centre parting hung wild and free.

'I never say no to a pretty lady!' Sonic replied, before immediately mentally cursing himself. Did I really just say that? And was that flirting?

She walked him around her cavernous garage, a would-be museum exhibit, showing him numerous vintage cars. Though he gravitated towards the sportier ones Sonic wasn't particularly interested and was mostly just being polite. If it weren't for the purposes of levelling the playing field in races, he would have zero interest in vehicles. When you're the fastest thing alive transport is mostly just a novelty, the thing others use to try to catch up to you.

The short tour concluded with them sitting in some red top-down convertible with him in the driver's seat and her in the passenger's seat.

'Do you like it?' She asked, looking at him.

'It's... comfortable.' He replied, desperately trying to say something nice. He wriggled about in his seat. 'Are these leather?'

She smiled and let out a gentle, knowing laugh. She'd tortured him enough with car talk for now.

'You know, there's a reason I decided to show you this car last.' She said, her smile remaining while a glint appeared in her deep hazel eyes.

'Oh?' Sonic enquired, quite unsure of where she was going with this.

She shuffled in her seat, edging closer to him and turning her upper body to face him.

'This car is the most comfortable one I have. I got you in here at the end in case you wanted to get more... comfortable.'

She extended her left arm, brushing her hand back through the quills on his head. They were much softer to the touch then she expected.

Sonic felt blood rush to his cheeks. Was she doing what he thought she was doing?

He studied her face, which was hovering mere inches from his own, finding a playful and faintly naughty smile across her pink lips.

'I've wanted to take a shot at the only one faster than me for a while. Don't tell me you're not interested?'

Sonic was admittedly taken aback. He admired any female into speed, he just never thought that Danica, a human female, would ever be an option for him.

Get a grip, he told himself. This pretty and exotic woman was propositioning him for a liaison and he was all uptight and nervous. If I stumble here I'll have lost this chance.

Unaware of his mental struggle, she made the next move by leaning in and planting a soft kiss on his lips. He mentally reeled again, taken off guard once more.

She withdrew from their brief meeting of the mouths as they both slowly reopened their eyes.

And then – nothing. There was a pause almost as if time was standing still. Sonic could feel his heart pounding against his rib cage as the fiery brunette's gaze pierced his own. She was waiting for him to respond.

He dug deep and summoned all of his confidence and masculinity.

'Oh, I'm interested.' He stated with all the smoothness he could muster.

Then, he boldly reached out his left hand to her face, pulling her down for another clinch. Their lips crashed together and moments later their tongues instinctively sprang into action, beginning to reach fourth and caress one another.

He was amazed by just how soft and succulent she felt and tasted. Is this what he had been missing out on all this time by never being involved with human females?

She broke their make-out session and pulled back again. Keeping her smouldering stare locked on him she took a hand to the neckline of her confining jumpsuit, pulling the Velcro-secured strip open again. She did the same with the strip across her waist before her fingers flipped open the vertical flap that stretched down her body. She grabbed the previously hidden zipper from the neckline, smoothly dragging it down to slowly and tantalisingly expose more of her pale skin to him.

He drank in the sight of her womanly breasts held behind a simple yet elegant black stringed bikini-style bra. They weren't the largest he'd ever seen on a female but they weren't disappointing by any means.

Now that the front of her torso was revealed to him it was clear that she took great care of her physique. She was toned but still soft in all the right places, not an ounce of unwanted fat on her. Her body was perfectly primed for efficiency and speed.

With the zip pulled down as far as it would go, she pulled her arms from the suit and let the bulky garment pool around her waist. Topless now except for that bra, she leaned back in claimed Sonic's lips and tongue again. His ears were filled with nothing but the sounds of their breathes and wrestling mouths once more.

Her right hand slipped across his stomach and to his crotch, finding his member slipped from it's sheath and already solidly erect. She deftly wrapped her warm and soft feminine fingers around the shaft before gripping it heartily. Sonic felt himself swell even larger.

Aware that his hands hadn't really gone to work on her at all at this point, Sonic removed his white gloves and chucked them to the floor of the car. He then reached his right hand around her, slipping it between her hip and the seat fabric. He gripped her flank and ran his fingers up and down, still enthralled by the suppleness of her skin and the curves of her human body.

She had begun to slowly but firmly rub up and down his rock hard cock, feeling every inch of it. It was smaller than the average human male's as she had suspected, though not by much. It had a very similar feel to it although the head was longer and more pointed. Must be a hedgehog trait, she thought to herself.

He trailed his right hand around to her front, grabbing her left breast. She let out an approving moan into his mouth as he grasped it and the bra cup in his palm. He began to squeeze and squash the wonderfully soft mammary beneath the fabric, it fitting perfectly within his hand span.

She pulled back from him once again, sitting up and reaching behind her back with both arms. After a brief nimble manoeuvre her bra opened up at the back. She quickly pulled the stringy shoulder straps down and off of her arms, pulling the garment free from her body and discarding it on the car floor.

She remained upright with her chest thrust forward, her bare womanly mounds and their cherry pink nipples finally on show to him.

'Touch them.' She uttered.

He leaned forward and gripped both breasts with his hands, beginning to squash and caress them as he had the single one before. Danica hummed a tone of approval, leaning her head back closing her eyes. She revelled in the sensations of his warm, rough hands against her delicate feminine mounds, her nipples having hardened under the touch of his palms.

She looked back down at him, her cheeks now red with arousal but with that same bold look across her features.

'Have you ever slept with a human woman before?' She asked.

'No, actually.'

'Well, I'd better make your first time one to remember.' She replied with an amorous smile.
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