ARAAT4: Origins

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A Rose And A Thorn 4: Origins

Co-Written by Harley Quinn hyenaholic and Froggy22651

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Harley: Well, I tried to read NoWhere_Man’s work, but it turned out it’s Sonic Amy and I can’t freaking stand that, so I wouldn’t enjoy it much anyway. Maybe I’ll try to read it again some other time.

Froggy: Well, we’ve still lost all our reviews, but there’s plenty of chapters to go, so if you all chip in and review again, we’ll have them back. Plus the tech guys said they might be able to get it back…

Harley: Let me guess your riddle, Crazy Ivan – is it a toybox?

Froggy: Now, where were we? Oh, yes, this is the chapter with lots and lots of hot sex in it. Hope you enjoy it. It took a while to get here, but hey, what are you going to do? Enjoy it.

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Chapter Eleven: Fake Stars

Mirage sat on the bench, her hands folded in her lap. She looked up at the artificial sky. Since it was cheaper to just leave it running than switch it on and off, it now depicted the stars and moon. Even if Midnight didn't come, it was still great scenery. Real constellations, too. She hadn't bothered to sneak past the guards. She'd just strode past them like she had every right to be out at this time, and they hadn't asked any questions.

"And what are you doing here?" a voice suddenly whispered into her ear, the heat of someone's breath against her fur, "A forbidden lover's midnight rendezvous? Sounds dangerous. Sounds exciting, too."

Mirage just smiled, not turning, "Oh no, officer, I could not sleep and I came here to study up on my constellations. Look, that one that looks like a star... it is actually Venus. She was the Grecian Goddess of love."

"Venus,” the voice repeated, "The planet that looks like a star. But its appearance is deceptive; it’s an unfriendly, inhospitable place. Like love: beautiful but risky. Worth the risk, perhaps?"

Mirage still didn't turn around, "Did you know that it is the hottest planet in the solar system?" she asked, "It is certainly worth... investigating."

"Hmm, that it is,” he spoke in agreement, "Maybe we should check it out."

Mirage finally turned around and looked at Midnight, smiling, "All you have to do is ask," she said, repeating the words she had said over a week ago.

Midnight leaned in and gently kissed her lips. Smiling, he asked with a mischievous gleam in his eye, "What is the question you most want to hear?"

Mirage considered this for several minutes, "I want you to ask me if you can kiss me, feel me, undress me, push me to the floor, touch me all over in ways that make me moan and wail and scream in pleasure, and then make love to me, all night..." she said softly, a blush rising to her cheeks.

Midnight bumped his nose against hers. "That's a good question,” he said with a smile. Looking into her eyes, he asked, "May I kiss you, feel you, undress you, push you to the floor, touch you in ways that will make you moan and wail and scream in pleasure, and then make love to you, all night?"

"Yes," Mirage answered him simply.

Midnight gave her a soft smile, warmth radiating outward from his chest and through his body, tingling with anticipation. Stepping around the bench and sitting beside her, he took the feline's face in his hand, rubbed her cheeks, and drew her closer to capture her in a deep, passionate kiss.

Mirage responded in kind, pushing her fingers up into his dreads and moving her lips slowly against his, her other hand stroking his back.

Midnight's hands slid down from her cheeks and over her jaw to softly rub the fragile flesh of her throat and shoulders as he continued the deep kiss, his tongue sliding carefully past her lips. Mirage's tongue met his, stroking it gently, then she began to suck on it, her arms wrapping around his back and her hands stroking his fur gently.

He hummed into the kiss, again enjoying the unique feel of her rough tongue on his as his hands slid lower still. Before they touched her breasts, though, he stopped and traced around them teasingly, sliding his hands into her white vest and running his fingers through her fur.

Mirage moaned softly into the kiss, as her hands slid down further and moved to Midnight's chest, sliding through soft fur to pry at hard muscle, feeling it tense at her touch.

His fingers slid down her back and then back up, running along her spine as the echidna ended the kiss, sucking on her lower lip as he pulled away. Pausing a moment to catch his breath, he wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned in to kiss her neck.

Mirage murmured softly in enjoyment, her cheek rubbing against his, chewing on one of his dreads.

Midnight hummed happily against the hedgecat's throat and wrapped his lips around it, suckling it. One of his hands slid down to her belly and rubbed it for a moment before sliding up again, this time against her breasts.

Mirage moaned louder as Midnight stroked her breasts gently, and leant her head back, still chewing on his dreadlock, moving her hands down to his belly and prying at the muscle there.

Moving away from her throat, he smiled at Mirage, his hands moving lower down her body, scratching the base of her tail, cupping her rear. Taking a firm grip on her, the echidna suddenly lifted her up and sat her on his lap, her legs to either side of him, his face nuzzling the white fur of her chest.

Mirage gasped in pleasure as their bodies pressed that much closer together, her hands tugging gently at his tail and rubbing at his hips. She writhed in pleasure, and breathed in deeply, her breasts rising a little more.

Midnight was now in the perfect position to kiss and suckle her breasts, which he did enthusiastically, humming and sighing in pleasure. He could feel his arousal growing between them, caught between their furred bodies as they pleasured each other.

Mirage moaned louder again as she felt his cock becoming hard and pressing against her, then again as he attended to her breasts. She slid her hands under and around his thighs, squeezing and rubbing slowly.

Midnight moaned softly and moved his face out her fur with one more lick to look up at hers, contorted in pleasure, illuminated by moonlight and the sparkle of her emerald shard. She was, quite simply, the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Reaching up, he took a hold of her vest and pushed it back over her shoulders, tossing it away. Wrapping his arms around her again, he stood up and carried her into the garden. Returning to their little clearing among the trees, he laid her on her back in the soft grass kneeling down to gaze into her eyes.

Mirage smiled softly and reached up to Midnight, pulling off his gloves as she kicked off her shoes, leaving her body completely naked. Her hands slid down to his erection, now quite obvious against his dark blue fur, and she cupped his hard balls in her hands, rubbing them gently.

He closed his eyes and groaned, tilting his head skyward as she rubbed him, "Mirage..." he moaned softly.

“Midnight…” Mirage’s voice was a low purr as her hand moved back and forth between his legs slowly. She looked up at him with a smile, seeing just how much he enjoyed her touch.

The echidna opened his eyes with a lazy smile, looking back down at the feline with the crescent moon behind him, casting him into shadow, his grey eyes seeming to pierce the darkness. Leaning above Mirage, he bent down and nuzzled his face against her belly, gradually licking his way up to her chest, again attending to her breasts as his free hand slid up and down the side of her leg.

Mirage moaned in pleasure, her back arching slightly. Her hands rubbed his sides, and her claws slid out a little, trailing through his fur.

The echidna visibly shivered as her claws raked across him. Something about such potentially dangerous weapons used so gently in passion was an enormous turn-on for the warrior. Humming and murmuring in pleasure against her chest, his free hand slid between her legs and rubbed slowly.

Mirage cried out briefly as Midnight stroked her slit, and her hands squeezed his sides suddenly, "Oh, M-Midnight..." she moaned.

Midnight smiled, the pleased expression hidden within the hedgecat's fur. He gave another, more insistent rub and then teasingly traced the edge of her slit ever-so-lightly with his fingertips.

Mirage wailed, feeling her body buck at the sensation, her claws trailing through the fur on his belly. She wriggled her body down until she was looking into his eyes again, and kissed him passionately.

Midnight returned the kiss with equal passion, hungrily bringing their lips together, tightening their warm embrace.

Mirage's lips moved against his fiercely, as her hands rubbed his sides insistently, and her bare foot slid up and down his inner leg. Midnight groaned into the kiss, bucking his hips against her body, his hardening cock sliding through her soft fur. His hands roamed over her body once again, one caressing the back of her neck, the other again venturing to her slit.

Mirage continued to purr loudly, her hands beginning to squeeze him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, writhing in pleasure as her hips bucked up again.

Midnight sucked gently on her tongue and pressed his hand against her slit in resistance to the movement of her hips. Giving a deep, pleased rumble, the echidna slipped a finger inside of her.

Mirage moaned and writhed, her hand squeezing his buttocks gently and rubbing the very base of his tail, the other working up and down his side, "Midnight..." she murmured through the kiss, "I... love you... so much..."

Midnight groaned again into the feverish kiss, pulling his lips away just long enough to tell her, "I love you too, Mirage. More than anything..." He twisted and pushed a second finger inside her, probing for what made her cry out in pleasure, for what made her body tremble beneath him.

Mirage cried out sharply, her entire body shuddering in ecstasy as he found the secret spot. Her legs spread beneath him, and a hand moved to his cock, rubbing it firmly. She stopped kissing him and began to lick his face all over passionately.

His face tingled with each passing of her rough tongue. Nuzzling her as she licked him, moaning softly and panting at the attention to his erect shaft, he moved over her body, positioning the head of his cock against her slit. Midnight's grey eyes looked into hers of crimson, shining with a crazed mix of love and lust.

Mirage gazed back, a small smile on her face. Her arms wrapped around his back gently, her fingers knotting in his fur, her body shaking in anticipation, her chest vibrating slightly with the intensity of her purrs.

Gripping her shoulders and staring back into her eyes, Midnight thrust forward, sliding into her warm, slick, tight depths with a long, loud groan, his body quivering from the sensations. Sliding deeper insider her, he wrapped his arms around her and buried his muzzle in the fur of her throat, panting softly.

Mirage opened her mouth, but no words would come out; the pleasure was by now so intense that she could barely breathe. She spread her legs apart as wide as they'd go. Finally, her throat let loose a low groan as Midnight entered her completely. She braced her legs against the grass and raised her hips, pressing them harder against him.

He moaned into her fur and held himself still within her, feeling her tight warmth wrapped around him, the beat of their hearts, "Mirage..." he choked out, "I love you..."

"Uh-huh..." Mirage agreed, her claws digging into his back. She shifted, and wanting to feel more movement between them, wrapped her legs around his waist. He was thick and hot inside of her, and he filled her entirely.

Placing his hands on either side of her head, Midnight raised himself up, again casting a shadow over her, his dreads hanging down towards her face, and the echidna began to move his hips, pumping his shaft in and out of her, a deep, rumbling growl rolling out of his throat.

Mirage began to moan with each thrust, leaning her head back, "Midnight... Oh... gods..." she gasped.

Midnight leaned down and rested his head near her throat, grunting with each thrust into Mirage, his panting breath hot against her fur. His hands clutched at her shoulders and his toes dug into the grass, pumping harder and faster into the hedgecat.

Mirage's hands fumbled over his fur as she rocked her body against his. She gasped for breath, and sweat began to run down her face. It actually hurt, but she was enjoying the pain. Her breath came in wheezing gasps without words.

Midnight growled louder, growls turning into moans, moans turning into cries. All he could think about was the pleasure surging through his quivering body and his lover writhing beneath him. Her cries of passion and her face contorted in a dizzying mix of pleasure and pain drove him on, pushed him to pump his hips faster, their combined scent and cries filling the cool night air.

“Midnight…” Mirage could feel herself trembling inside, panting heavily, "I... need... you..." she gasped as the heat built up inside of her and between them, sweat running down her face.

And so he gave himself to her, pumping harder and faster still, his cries drawn out, longer. His fingers gripped her fur tightly, and gasping against her face, he brought his tongue up to the edge of her feline ear.

Mirage cried out repeatedly, her breath fast against Midnight's throat, her breasts heaving, her cheeks flushed with the frantic heat of it all. Midnight's fierce style of love only aroused her more.

Their passion was reaching a crazed, hot peak, the two lovers' bodies thrusting against each other, becoming one. Gazing down into her eyes for a brief moment, Midnight gave Mirage a mischievous grin before leaning up and taking her ear into his mouth, biting down gently.

Mirage barely even noticed. Thanks to the rest of the pleasure chasing through her body, it was only a drop in the ocean. She wailed again, and bit Midnight's shoulder with her sharp teeth, actually drawing blood.

Midnight cried out, the pain mingling with the pleasure, and the echidna knew he couldn't hold on much longer, "Mirage!" he shouted.

Mirage just bit down harder as her orgasm hit her hard. Her body trembled around his and her claws dug deeper into his back.

Midnight's body tensed up as the rush of pain drove him over the edge, and the echidna shouted again as his orgasm struck, shooting his seed deep into the feline hybrid. His body shook hard against hers, panting and gasping for air, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her, resting his head on her chest.

Mirage began to laugh and cry at the same time as her orgasm continued to shake her body, and she gasped to keep breath in her lungs, "Midnight..." she gasped, "I... I..." The words meant nothing any more. Only the feel and the smell of him on top of her mattered.

Midnight held onto her tightly, riding out her orgasm, panting into her fur and letting his heart slow. They were mates now, bound together through love, and that was something that no-one could ever take from them. Smiling widely, he replied, "Me too, Mirage..."

"Uh..." Mirage gasped out. Her legs unwound from around his waist, her arms still around his back, her claws retracting as she shook under him, "Do… not... do not leave me..." she moaned softly.

"Never,” he whispered, crawling up to nuzzle her cheek, "I'll never leave you."

Mirage gave one more shudder of pleasure as Midnight's cock left her body, and then her orgasm began to ebb, her heartbeat slowly returning to its normal pace. For the first time, she became aware that Midnight was bleeding from several places, and her face fell, "I am… I am sorry-" she started.

He cut her off by giving her a quick kiss on the lips, "It's fine,” he whispered with a grin, "I liked it."

Mirage smiled back mischieviously, "Oh, so you are a wee bit of a machoist, hmmm?"

"I guess so,” he answered, "A little pain goes well with the pleasure."

Mirage nuzzled his cheek, "If they find out, we are going to be in so much trouble..." she whispered seductively.

The echidna chuckled softly and returned the nuzzle, "Hmm... yes, a lot of trouble. Exciting, isn't it?"

"It certainly adds a little more thrill to a bad girl," Mirage responded, "Such as myself..."

"You're a baaaaad kitty..." Midnight said with a grin, bumping his nose against hers.

"And you have been a very naughty boy," Mirage smirked, before she kissed his lips gently. He returned the kiss, reaching up to caress her cheek. Several more minutes of this passed, with Mirage simply enjoying the feel of Midnight's body on top of hers, gazing into his eyes lovingly. Finally she pushed his dreadlocks back so that she could see his face more clearly, "I like this, just being with you," she said softly, "But I am thinking that it would be a bad thing to be caught here..."

Midnight nodded in understanding. Neither of them wanted to be caught; if they were caught, they would be separated, and that just could not be allowed to happen. Leaning in, his kissed her forehead.

Mirage began to purr again instinctively, "There's just one little problem," she said.

Midnight raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Mirage ran her paw through the fur on her belly, and showed some of the mess to him, "That."

Glancing thoughtfully at the mess, he looked back to her and asked, "How do you propose we deal with this?"

"Well, there are several methods," A blush spread over Mirage's cheeks, one that rivalled the highlights on her furry quills, as one of them came to mind.

Midnight knew that the stream nearby could be used to clean off, but he knew of other ways it could be done. Judging from the blush on her cheeks, Mirage had thought of one of them too. Chuckling softly, he asked, "Which one sounds best to you?"

"Well, there is the stream," Mirage shuddered slightly at the idea of the water actually getting in her fur, "Or... there is us..." She shuddered again at the thought of Midnight's tongue against her body. Midnight hadn't thought it was possible for her to get any redder, but she had.

Midnight made the choice for her. Giving her a playful smirk, he raised himself off of her and crawled down until he was facing her belly. Pausing a moment to breath in the scent of their combined juices, he began to lick.

Mirage moaned in pleasure, "It… is... your turn next..." she panted softly, writhing underneath him.

The thought was certainly encouraging. Midnight eagerly lapped up their juices, finding that the taste wasn't as unpleasant as he’d expected. He ran his tongue over her belly and down her thighs, bringing it back up to clean over her slit.

"Oh, fu'geez..." Mirage moaned. Having a second orgasm would kind of spoil the point of licking each other out. But she was still enjoying herself intensely. She couldn't get Midnight out of her head.

The dark echidna smiled, hearing her moans and whimpers of pleasure. Quietly, he spoke, "A little more cleaning won't be a problem..." More work, but certainly worth it. With that, he slid his tongue inside her.

Mirage moaned louder, her breathing speeding up and her breasts heaving. her claws digging into the grass she was lying on as Midnight's tongue pressed against her inner walls. She was lubing up inside and his hot breath against her slit, combined with the fact that she was still aroused from last time, made her orgasm come much faster.

Holding her hips down to keep her from hurting him, Midnight lapped up her flowing juices, leaving her fur clean. Giving her slit a quick kiss, he looked up and said with a smile, "Your turn."

Mirage took a few deep breaths, her body still shuddering. After about a minute, she sat up and looked into his eyes, "Lie back," she said with a smile, "It is my turn to be on top..." She pushed him onto his back gently.

Midnight lay back, smirking up at her. Surely a different position for both of them, but he wasn't about to complain. Far from it.

Mirage gave him a quick kiss, and then began to lick his neck, lapping up the blood. She moved down to his belly, running her rough tongue over the fur on that, cleaning it. It was a new role for her too, but the taste of Midnight was not actually unpleasant. In fact, he tasted a little like unflavoured yoghurt.

The dark echidna closed his eyes and let loose a long, deep, pleased hum, enjoying the feel of her rough tongue sliding through his fur. He rested his head in the grass and opened his eyes to look at the moon as Mirage cleaned him, sighing softly.

Mirage moved her tongue further down, now cleaning off the sperm on Midnight's ballsack, holding his hips down so that he couldn't writhe or squirm - something he was trying hard to do.

He closed his eyes tightly again, a low moan rolling out of his mouth. Indeed, he had to fight to keep from moving beneath her, "Oh, Mirage..." he whispered, a smile spreading over his face, "Very, very bad kitty indeed..."

Mirage paused briefly, feeling his balls harden up under her tongue. She mentally shrugged, and wrapped her mouth around his hard cock, sucking on it gently. She had to practically pin Midnight down by now to keep him from moving. It was a strange feeling, but just the knowledge that he was enjoying this made it almost as good for her.

He gasped loudly as her mouth wrapped around his cock and swore in the ancient echidna language, invoking the names of several deities of fertility. His fingers dug tightly into the ground, and he tore out clumps of grass as he writhed atop it.

Mirage knew that they were only supposed to be cleaning each other, but Midnight had given her a second orgasm, so she would very glad to return the favour. She sucked on him harder, moving her lips up and down his entire length.

He moaned louder, sucking in breaths of air as her rough tongue ran along his length, tingles of pleasure rushing through him. Moaning towards the night sky, he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He sat up slightly to look down at the hedgecat, and he witnessed her head bobbing up and down his shaft. The sight, combined with the sensations of her mouth and tongue drove him to cum again, shuddering beneath her in pleasure and crying out her name.

A smile spread across Mirage's face, and she pinned him down again, sucking harder and faster on his erection, seriously enjoying the sound of the echidna crying out her name in pleasure.

His eyes rolled back into his head as he lay back, spent from his second orgasm, moaning softly, his quivering body trying to slow the rapid beating of his heart, "Oh gods that was good,” he murmured with a silly grin, "Oh, Mirage..."

Mirage pulled away. She had managed to swallow most of Midnight’s cum, but the rest trickled from the corners of her mouth. She licked it away, and lay down beside Midnight, lying on her side, "And new," she said, kissing him on the cheek gently.

Wrapping an arm around her, Midnight pulled the feline closer, nuzzling her cheek and catching his breath, "I wish we could stay here all night,” he whispered.

"Me too," Mirage whispered back, "But... we cannot. You know that as well as I do."

Closing his eyes, the dark blue echidna nodded his head, "Some day,” he whispered to her, "I promise you that some day we will be free to be together as long as we please."

Mirage smiled and sat up reluctantly, "Now... are you going to walk me to my door?" she asked him, smiling mischievously.

Midnight returned the smile and said, "Oh, I could do that. Or I could carry you."

"Both are good with me," Mirage retorted, winding one of her furry quills around her finger, smiling.

Grinning, Midnight got to his feet and scooped Mirage up in his arms, slowly carrying her away from their little clearing and through the garden.

Mirage nuzzled her face into his chest, purring softly, "I love you, Midnight..." she whispered.

"And I love you too, Mirage,” was his soft reply. Together, the two of them left the beautiful garden behind, again entering the sterile coldness of the ARK, the two lovers a small island of warmth. He carried her through the corridors to her cell, thankfully unguarded, and the door slid open as he carried her inside.

Mirage lay down on the hard, cold floor with a sigh, then realised with a jolt that they had both left their clothes behind in the garden, "Oh, bother," she said aloud.

Midnight frowned, wondering what the problem was... but then his face fell, realising the same thing, "Whoops,” he muttered, "I'll be right back." Then he took off running down the steel hallways. Time passed, Mirage lying on the cold floor, and then Midnight finally returned, panting and holding their clothes in a bundle.

Mirage stood up, and took her shoes and vest from Midnight, "We are both going to feel like shit in the morning," she told him, hanging them both up. She kissed his cheek, "But I feel tonight was worth it."

"Oh yes,” he replied with a smile, "Sweet dreams, Mirage."

Mirage curled up with a smile, covering her face with her tail. After only a few seconds, she began to snore softly, she was so tired out.

Midnight looked down at her sleeping form with a smile and then leaned down to lightly kiss her cheek. With that, he stepped out of her cell and walked to his own. As he tumbled exhausted to the floor, he knew he wasn’t going to have any dreams at all tonight.

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