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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: Sorry for anyone who has endured the long wait! Here is the final part. I think the characters really became bigger and better than I had originally expected. I'm quite attached to them now, more than I ever was in the game(s) and more than I usually am with my own stories.

Honestly, this is probably my AFF opus, or the closest thing I'm ever going to have to one. So please, please rate and review and maybe even promote it if you really think it's worth more people reading. Thank you! :)

Part Four

Sonic slowly pulled back his slumbering eyelids. Danica, his wife, was still softly kissing him.

Was she his wife?

She leaned back, standing in front of the sofa on which he was sprawled out on. She was now wearing a simple white bikini combo with a partially transparent sarong, her beautiful athletic body sporting a slight natural tan. She was smiling sweetly down on him, her long brunette locks gentling flowing in the warm salty breeze. She was holding tall glasses of champagne in either hand.

Shaking away his mental cobwebs, suddenly things were starting to fall into place. He and Danica had gone away for a few days to an ocean-side beach house. It was their six month anniversary, celebrating the evening when they had hooked up in Danica's garage.

He was lounging in a cushioned wicker sofa on the shady patio of the house. Beyond his girlfriend were the wide open doors of the moderately sized but cosy abode and behind him lay nothing but sand and sea bathed in the bright summer sun.

'Was it a good dream?' Danica asked, holding out a glass.

'Pretty good,' he replied, rubbing his eyes and sitting up before taking the champagne. 'but my reality's also looking pretty good right now.'

She smiled again, sitting next to him on the sofa, right up close. She turned to him, holding her glass aloft in her left hand.

'Here's to six months'.

'And to many more.' Sonic replied, her infectious warm smile spreading to his own lips.

They clinked glasses before each taking a sip of the sweet fizzy liquid.

They snuggled up close, Danica putting her right arm around him. He placed his left gloved hand on her right thigh, squeezing her soft skin ever so slightly through the fabric of the sarong as he rested his head between her right shoulder and breast.

They each took another mouthful of their drinks as they held one-another. The only other audible sound was the soothing, gentle lapping of the ocean waves. They sat in silence for a good few moments, simply relaxing and enjoying being close.

Danica rested her head on top of Sonic's, his blue fur cushioning the side of her face.

'It feels like it's gone so fast.' She said, thinking back over the last six months.

'That's par for the course for us, right?' He replied.

'I'm glad we're having this time away from it all so we can slow things down and just... savour everything, you know?'

'Right. Speed isn't everything.' He said after knocking back the last of his champagne.

He gently placed his empty glass sideways down on the sofa cushion to his right. At the same time he took his left hand that had been resting on her thigh and moved it down Danica's leg, lightly squeezing her bare skin above her knee. He slowly and sensually dragged his grasp up her thigh, taking with it the hem of the sarong.

'Speaking of savouring things...' He said suggestively.

Danica raised her head from the top of his and Sonic looked up at her face, seeing a knowing saucy smile on her lips.

He sat up as tall as he could and claimed a kiss from those lips.

Danica craned her neck to meet in the middle. At this point she was used to compensating for their difference in size.

Knowing that this wasn't the most conducive position for kissing his comparatively Amazonian girlfriend, Sonic pulled his legs under his body and moved to a kneeling stance. He turned his body towards her, slipping his left hand under her armpit and holding her shoulder while he held his right to her delicate neck.

His head now just a bit higher than hers, he began to slowly, leisurely tongue-kiss her. They tasted the remnants of the sweet champagne in each others' mouths as she reciprocated.

Soon, Danica slowly slipped back on the sofa so she was lying facing up with him on top of her, at no point breaking contact between their mouths.

Too preoccupied too find a way to gently remove her champagne glass from the situation, she let it fall from her left set of digits onto the stone floor. She couldn't tell from the resulting clink sound if it had cracked or shattered from impact but right now she didn't really care.

She tucked both her arms underneaths Sonic's. She had the tendency to run her spread fingers up his back, enjoying the sensation of his quills catching between them. She would then rake her digits back down in a brush-like fashion, flatting out the large hair-like strands before ruffling them up on the return trip. Sonic liked it too – it was one of the many things they both enjoyed when it came to getting physical.

Sonic's ears were filled with the sounds of their lips and tongues wrestling, occasionally punctuated by her heavy breathes and soft moans.

Although it flew in the face of their talk about taking things slowly, he was painfully well aware that he was unsheathed, fully aroused and pressing against her taught bare stomach. It felt so good against her soft, feminine skin that he couldn't help but grind it slightly back and fourth.

They weren't strangers to non-penetrative sexual acts in their relationship. Given their differences in stature it was somewhat of an inevitability in certain situations and positions. Though Danica was very accepting and even enjoyed it, she wasn't about to let him get ahead of her in this particular race.

She broke off their kiss, both of them opening their eyes to each other.

'You know, I've been wanting to try out our king-sized bed since the moment I laid eyes on it.' She uttered, slightly out of breath.

'Me too,' Sonic replied, equally breathless. 'Let's go inside.'

He climbed off of her and sat back on his knees, allowing her to get up. She then took him by the hand and sauntered inside the house toward the bed. It was excessively big but looked ever so soft with its white linen and duvet.

Danica slipped her fingers from his and sat down on the foot of the bed. She reached behind her shoulder blades, untying the main string of her bikini top and slipping the garment from her shoulders. With her lightly tanned breasts free, she then discarded the top on the floor before she pushed herself further up the bed and laid back.

Sonic clambered up and across the sheets to reach his willing mate, pulling off his gloves and shoes enroute and kicking them away. He shuffled up next her on his knees, immediately leaning in and placing kisses around her bare neck and shoulders.

As he did this he slid his hands onto her body, heading straight for her breasts. He caressed the squeezable soft mounds in smooth motions, the friction between his and her skin warming and arousing her flesh.

Her cute nipples had quickly become erect and he made sure to brush over these erogenous zones particularly firmly with his palms to tease her body further.

She began to groan and writhe under his attentive ministrations, doing very little than accept his deft caressing of her human body.

Soon, he began to trail kisses southward, moving from her neck and to her cleavage. His warm lips then commenced their wandering around her left breast while his right hand continued to work her other mammary.

He kissed all around the areola, orbiting her teat but not touching it directly as if to build suspense. He paused for a second... and then finally licked her hard nipple. She grunted softly, a small spike of pleasure jolting down her spine at the sensation of his hot, slick tongue caressing her sensitive point.

He continued to lap around it, occasionally sucking on it, tasting her sweet feminine flavour. She raised her right hand to the back of his head, holding him there in a fashion not too dissimilar to a mother holding a feeding child. Her other hand continued to grip the bedsheets tightly.

Speaking of hands, Sonic's right had drifted further south, sliding over her smooth flat stomach. His fingers pushed their way under the waistline of her bikini bottom and over her small patch of short fur. Fresh sensations of pleasure raced up her spine as his warm digits swept over her inflamed nub and lips, causing her to shift and stir.

She spread her legs wider, placing her left hand on the back of his as he continued to rub her most sensitive area. She grunted and pressed harder on the back of his hand as he slipped a finger inside her, maintaining a rubbing motion whilst penetrated her with his digit.

He could feel that she was fully moist, knowing from past experience that she was more than primed for his hard hedgehog cock. But he was taking that 'slow and savouring' ethos to heart today and continued on for a bit to let her enjoy her laid-back ravishment.

Eventually though he took his hands off her body. He tongue-kissed her again briefly but decisively, smiling confidently at the sight of her flushed cheeks and the wanting look in her eyes.

Still on his knees, he shifted down the bed and positioned himself between her bent legs. He took a hand to her left hip, pulling the string on her bikini bottom until it untied. He then pulled aside the top of the delicate garment like the cover of a book, revealing the rest of her body to him.

He tugged the rest of the flimsy item out from under her and threw it away. Wasting little time now, he leant in with his throbbing rod in his right hand. Laying over the lower half of her body, he planted his other spare hand down on the bed left of her stomach.

With the point of his member resting gingerly against her eager entrance, he set his right hand on the opposite side of her body, propping up his upper body in a robust manner.

He looked up at face of his taller partner, who was looking down between them with a suspenseful yet erotic look, biting her lower lip.

Then, he pressed his hips forward. His head pushed inside her quivering entrance, smoothly followed by his solid shaft.

Danica felt his hot, thick length fill her up. No matter how many times they got intimate, no matter how many different techniques and positions they tried, she couldn't see this ever getting dull.

He sheathed his entire hedgehog length inside her human core, their bodies now pressed tightly together at the crotch.

Continuing to take things slowly he began to roll his hips, grinding against her in the most stimulating manner. Her hips reacted in kind with his rhythms, both through the forcefulness of his grinds and her intentionally rolling them to accentuate his movements. She folded her long legs tightly across his back, pressing him even more firmly against her body as they ground together.

This leisurely lower body work felt so good, his thick member rotating all around her tight but well-lubricated walls.

He looked up to Danica's face to see her head laid back on the duvet. She was cooing openly, her arms outstretched and gripping the bedsheets between her fingers. Clearly she was enjoying this a lot too.

Though he felt like he could maintain this for a long while he didn't want things to get stale.

Finally, he ceased his grinding and dragged his hips and his length partway back. Keeping the sensually slow pace he then gently pushed himself back in, burying himself once more to the hilt.

Danica writhed and moaned softly under him as he continued these easygoing yet purposeful, deeply erotic strokes.

Slowly but surely he began to increase his speed, making shorter and swifter thrusts into his lover. Her groaning and heavy breaths increased in volume and frequency in tandem with his motions.

The bed springs were also getting a workout now, bouncing their rutting bodies back slightly after every drive.

Danica was in absolute heaven. She was being ravished by her short, loving superstar partner in this most idyllic of scenes; the warm summer breeze caressed their wild, naked bodies through the wide-open patio doors, no-one and nothing for seemingly miles around to concern them but sea, sand and sun.

She was truly at ease with not a care in the world, fully absorbed with just being with Sonic.

Just then, she let out a shrill grunt and gripped his shoulders with her palms.

'God... I'm coming...' She uttered, her face twisted in expression of both pleasure and exertion.

This was much sooner than Sonic had anticipated, especially given the drawn-out approach he had been going for. His studs were hardly even showing yet.

Still, if it was her time he knew he had to do all he could to make it as powerful as possible. He kicked things up to the highest gear, thrusting against her mound with all his speed and might.

Danica's breathy cries increased exponentially as she sped towards her climax. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him down against her body, his head pressed between her breasts.

Her legs across his back were now tighter than ever, forcing him to work even harder to make his swift, powerful drives inside her. To get more leverage, he slipped his hands up her flanks and under her back, holding her shoulder blades tightly.

The bed bounced and creaked in objection as they continued to wildly rut together at a breakneck pace. They could both feel beads of sweat begin to congeal between their tightly pressed bodies.

As he thrust wildly inside her silky core, he could tell his studs were not at their full state of erection. He was willing himself cum, to finish in time her but he wasn't sure he was going to catch up.

Finally, Danica's crescendo of cries finally ended with a strangled grunt. Every muscle in her body tensed up, her back arching up from the bed. Her arms and legs gripped him so hard almost to the point of pain, while she came hard around his cock her walls pressed down on him like a vice.

She had sunk back onto the duvet, her body trembling but now relaxed. She unhooked her legs from across his back, returning them to the surface of the bed but spread wide with him still inside her. Her chest rose and fell in large waves as she took in deep breaths, his head moving up and down with it.

'Honey... that was fantastic...' she rasped, running a hand back through her dishevelled hair.

She looked down her chest into his eyes, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson and her face sweaty.

'But you... didn't finish, did you?'

She already knew the answer to the question, having not felt his points or him filling her up with his essence.

'Looks like I'm a 'DNF' in this particular contest.' He replied.

Danica smiled at him, reaching down and grabbing his tight little ass cheeks with both hands.

'Maybe you shouldn't be so damn good at what you do.'

She pushed down on his rear, moving her hips a little at the same time to check if he was still erect inside her.

'Can you keep going? I'll be good in a few seconds.'

'I think so.'

He knew from past experience that Danica, and presumably all human females, didn't require much time to recharge after an orgasm. As such, he began to get set up for the next trip around the block.

He raised his upper torso up off of hers, making sure not to pull out of her comfortable honey pot. He grabbed her left leg by the thigh and pushed it back and to right right. Gently but firmly, this rolled her submissive frame onto her left side. At the same time he slipped his body down onto the sheets next to her.

Sliding up against her bare back he kept her left leg raised, his palm supporting her calf muscle.

He slowly began to roll his hips, subtly twisting and driving his shaft inside her. She let out a hum of appreciation and began to do the same with her own hips, slowly and sensually feeling all of angles and the contours of his cock.

She snaked her right arm down between her parted legs, rubbing her warm hand back and fourth over her sensitive inflamed flesh, his partially buried length and his balls.

He placed tender kisses on the smooth firm skin on her shoulder blades and upper back before slowly but surely began to transition into direct thrusts inside her welcoming womanhood.

They continued their blissful, uninterrupted love-making for an indeterminable amount of time as their bodies intertwined in many different positions. The diminutive hedgehog deftly induced his enthralled human lover to ecstasy several more times, all the while somehow holding back his own climax.

Neither of them had ever experienced a day quite so pleasurable and hedonistic. The setting, the weather, the carelessness and of course, the company, all just seemed so delightfully perfect.

Eventually, both of them could feel the onset of fatigue in their muscles, particular in their over-worked hips. They both wordlessly acknowledged it while Sonic was building up his biggest head of steam so far.

They were in one of their favourite positions; Danica on her knees and elbows, her legs spread wide, with him standing behind her. With firm grips on her hips, he was making fast, powerful drives, rocking her lithe feminine frame with every thrust.

Wild gasps and moans were escaping her lips, every muscle in her tired body reacting in pleasure to his dominating masculine motions. He revelled in her cries of lust and the satisfying, repeating sounds of their sweat-covered flesh slapping together.

The mattress and bed frame bounced, rocked and creaked violently in reaction to their frenzied fucking. Sonic honestly couldn't understand how the whole thing was holding together.

'Danica... I think this is it...' He uttered. The beckoning fatigue in his muscles and the deep, stirring from within suggested that this was probably his last opportunity to cum.

'I know baby... I can feel them...' Danica called back, referring to the emerging points on his member.

His tiny rounded spikes continued to grow harder and longer, arousing Danica's tight, velvety core to no end. Her walls squeezed down around him with more vigour than he'd experienced before, willing desperately him to cum.

Danica was moaning and crying out expletives, something he'd never heard her do during sex.

Fuck, this is going to be a big one, he thought to himself just as he crashed through his point of no return.

Feeling the mother of all climaxes let loose within him, he started emitting raw, guttural growls as he continued to plough his mate at lightning speed. He wholly embraced the powerful rising wave of ecstasy within yet he tried to ride it and prolong it as much as possible. It climbed and climbed and continued to climb and just as he began to feel light-headed the overwhelming pleasure reached it's zenith.

He grunted hard and loudly as he made one last momentous thrust, ramming against her rump with all his might, burying his entire length inside her quivering snatch. His achingly tight balls finally released, shooting fourth a tremendous rushing load. His almost sharp penile points jutted out to their full length, locking him inside her as his hot seed spurted fourth.

Reeling from his last dazzling thrust and feeling his deeply erotic points spurring her in place, Danica's final orgasm dropped like a bomb. Pleasure exploding throughout each and every cell in her body, she was forced her to throw back her head and cry out loud as she came. He sodden, soft core squeezed around him like never before, determined to keep him there and accept his liquid gift regardless of his points.

He almost doubled completely over her back from the power of his climax and last drive, forcing her to lean slightly forward on her knees and elbows to accommodate his weight. Her muscles quivering with ecstasy, her arms almost gave out from under her but somehow she held firm.

His balls twitched as they continued to pump an inordinate amount of cum inside her, his cock quivering but holding strong, spikes and all.

He loosened his powerful grip on her hips, his upper body slumping on top of her back as they stayed interlocked. They gulped down big gasps of air together, both rendered temporarily speechless after that extraordinary climax.

Her arms grew tired of propping herself up so she stretched them out and bent down, resting her breasts and side of her face on the surface of the bed. She could feel his warm, sweet product slosh down deeper inside her as she did so.

'I think we outdid ourselves this time.' He said over her shoulder, regaining enough composure to speak.

'Yeah... it was mind-blowing.' She replied softly, smiling in satisfaction.

The afterglow of their amazing sex session was made even better as Sonic placed a few sweet kisses on her back.

Eventually, his flow reduced to a trickle, his points receded and his member began to wither, allowing him to pull out.

She slumped down onto her stomach as he laid on his side facing her. She felt oddly sad as she felt some of their combined essences trickle out of her, as if she wanted to keep it all as some sort of momento.

They looked at each other, both sweaty and tired but utterly satisfied. Sonic leaned and they softly kissed before they quietly, wordlessly drifted off to sleep together.

Sonic, slipped on a light blue Hawaiian shirt and shades, picking up their bags and taking them to the front door. Danica exited from the bathroom after making one last inventory check, wearing another stringy bikini top, small jean shorts and heeled sandals. An elevated pair of sunglasses sat atop her head, her long brunette hair swishing freely as usual. Combined with her sun-bronzed skin she looked even more radiant than usual.

She approached Sonic with a light-hearted frown on her face, slipping her hands into his. Neither of them wanted this amazing vacation to end.

They took one last glance around the idyllic open-plan house, before Sonic reluctantly led her out the door.

Danica slipped away to pull the car around as he locked the place up. Since it was their anniversary, they had driven up in the same red sporty convertible that they had first made love in.

Sonic stowed their bags in the car's small trunk before pulling open the passenger side door. Danica had leaned to the side and was rummaging in the glove box for something. He sat down in the passenger seat just as she managed to knock a stack of papers loose.

They landed in his lap and he caught hold of them before the individual sheets could spill out everywhere.

'What're these?'

'Just a bunch of documents from my agent.' Danica answered, now sitting upright and applying the stick of lip balm she'd retrieved. 'She sends me information on upcoming tournaments every month.'

The top sheet appeared to be a press release. The bold heading read “Mobius Masters Cup Announced! The World's Top International Race Drivers Come Together for the Ultimate Competition!”

'Mobius Masters Cup?' He uttered. Why did that sound familiar?

'It's a bit of a ways off, this time next year,' said Danica. 'but if they can convince the world's best drivers to participate it could genuinely be the biggest competition in all of driving.'

'You're going to enter, right? There's no better driver than you out there.'

Danica smiled appreciatively at the sentiment of support.

'I think so. After all, it wouldn't be much of an event if I didn't show up!'

Sonic chuckled. Though she was being humorous her words were the truth. It would be a massive boon for their event to have her take part as she was unofficially regarded as the best driver in the racing game right now.

She put the cap back on her lip palm and chucked it back into the glove box. Sonic put the documents back inside and closed up the compartment. She pulled down her shades over her eyes.

'Now...' she sighed reluctantly. 'let's go before I decide to stay here forever.'

Taking the steering wheel she eased the car out of the driveway and out onto the open road. Their route took them parallel to the coast for a good few miles, allowing them to take in the beautiful blue sea and the clear sandy beaches one last time.

As the warm, sea air blew over their bodies, for whatever reason the Mobius Masters Cup lingered in Sonic's head. He couldn't fathom why and eventually put it out of his mind. He sat back and relaxed, reaching out his left hand out and placing it on Danica's right thigh. They smiled together, looking at the sun-flanked road ahead as they continued their journey.
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