Secret Affair

Author’s Note: Here we are with yet another chapter
of the story. Tails and Cream are both in this one, so enjoy the change of pace.

Also, for those of you who forgot the ages of the characters, they are all
7 years older from their videogame counterparts:

Amy – 19

Sonic- 22

Knuckles – 23

Rouge – 25

Cream – 13

Tails – 15

Shadow - ?

So for those of you who jumped into this story thinking this was a story
of unplanned teenage pregnancy, you’re sorely mistaken. For the most part,
everyone in this story is a young adult who is out on their own (save Cream).

Also, I would like to take the time to thank everyone for waiting so patiently
for this story to be updated. I know that it’s a pain in the neck to wait
for the latest installment and all, but things do come up in life. And in my
case, it’s mainly work. Especially at the moment as things have gone undone
in the store and inventory time is coming. Then, there’s also the point
of checking in with Kawaii Sonikku who is also a co-author to this. And as we
aren’t on at the same times as much these days, that takes a bit as well.

Well, that’s that. On with the story!

(Sonic’s POV)

Beep. I chance a quick glance at my wristwatch and realize it’s
already 12:05 p.m. Instinctively, I increase my speed to make up for lost time.I’m
already 5 minutes late, but Tails should understand – things come up, especially
where I’m concerned.

He’s invited a bunch of us over to his workshop for a peek at the latest
modifications he’s made on the Tornado 2. And by a bunch, I’m referring
to the group that usually shows up:

Cream, along with Cheese sometimes these days.

Amy.

Shadow, if he feels like dropping in.

And myself.

Knuckles is usually too self absorbed in guarding the Master Emerald/Angel
Island or dealing with Rouge’s latest infidelity to bother to come. And
well, Rouge is already sort of self-exclamatory – I think the only time
she actually showed a bit of interest was when Tails had expanded the passenger
space behind the pilot.

Something about always wanting to join the ‘mile-high’ club…

Before I realize it, I’m already at the front door to his workshop in
Mystic Ruins. In one swift action, I’ve already opened the front door and
stepped inside, as it’s an unspoken fact that I have an open invitation
at any time.

Definitely take advantage of that more these days – Tails has seen
fit to renovate the place to the point of having everything he could possibly
need, especially the kitchen and bedrooms.

The kitchen. By now, I’m standing all by myself inside of the kitchen
and realize that they all must be over in the workshop looking his work over.
A little rumble instinctively escapes from my stomach, with which, I stroll
on over to the refrigerator to make myself a snack.

Or at least, grab a soft drink. I think I’ve kept them waiting long enough.

As I’m about to enter the workshop, my right ear perks up to catch the
sound of a toilet flushing in the distance. Not thinking much of it, I continue
on to my intended destination to find only Tails and Cream.

Tails instantly stops whatever he was doing to come over and greet me. “Sonic!”
he yells, before giving me a brotherly hug and tackle. He’s grown quite
a bit in the past couple of years, even to the point where he’s looking
to be taller than myself.

Still can’t believe that this was the same little guy who used to tag
along with me everywhere back in the day.

But now, he can definitely hold his own. If I’m not around to keep Eggman
in check, he’s right there to kick some serious ass – not only technologically,
but physically too. Knuckles gave him a crash course in martial arts about 2
years ago, and he’s been teaching himself ever since.

I’m still surprised that he’s managed to rough me up in some of
our friendly sparring matches…

After he helped me back up on my feet, I’m once again tackled to the floor
by Cream, who has taken on a more matured appearance since the last time I saw
her. She hasn’t gone on a lot of our adventures in recent years because
Vanilla thought it would be best if she concentrated more on schoolwork and
other activities.

Ballet, piano, you name it, and Cream could probably do it with ease.

Upon further notice, I realize that she’s in her school uniform –
high school uniform to be exact. Even though she’s only 12, she’s
actually started her first year.

This time, she’s the one helping me to my feet, but also dusting me off.

“I’m sorry if I got a bit carried away, Mr. Sonic.” she says
politely. “It’s just so good to see you since last we met.”

“It’s only been 2 years, Cream,” I tell her, before adding for
the millionth time in the period that we’ve known each other that she doesn’t
have to be so…formal. She’s always had wonderful manners to the point
of being a perfect stranger amongst friends.

I take a moment to ask her how her mother and Cheese are doing, to which she
informs me that both are doing fine, especially the latter. Apparently Cheese
had once again been reincarnated into its egg form, and she was eagerly awaiting
it to hatch into her old companion.

Looking around, I realize that Amy is no where in sight. I would have vocalized
the thought to Tails and Cream, but I don’t want to seem too eager for
her arrival – I don’t believe either of them is truly aware of the
extent our relationship has taken in recent months.

I don’t have to ponder over the matter much longer as Amy steps out into
the workshop from the house. Upon further inspection, she’s wearing a white
and gold trimmed sundress similar to the red one she used to don regularly.
Only key difference would be the lack of frilly pouf undergarments she wore
that gave the hem of her dress that certain lift and shape... She’s also
showing off a nice pair of white and gold running shoes on her feet

She looked wonderful, but even so, something didn’t look rightHer face
was a bit flushed and pale, and her eyes looked a bit watery, as if she had
been crying. There was also the fact that she was covering her mouth in a rather
futile attempt at holding back several coughs that eventually escaped.

A moment of silence passes before Tails speaks up. “Are you going to be
alright, Amy?” he asks. Cream rushes over to her and pats her on the back.
“Yeah, Amy”, she chimes in, “Are you sure that you’ll be
okay? We heard about you fainting at that restaurant and Sonic rushing to the
hospital. It gave Momma and me a real scare.”

She nods and straightens her posture a bit in between coughs. “I suppose”,
she finally manages to say. “I guess that take-out I had last night wasn’t
agreeing with me. It also managed to give me a headache as well.”

“You want anything for that?” Tails inquires. He points to a first
aid kit on the workbench nearby. “There’s some aspirin in there if
you think it’ll help.”

“No thanks”, she said, while shaking her head in response. “Aspirin
doesn’t help much these days…lying down works wonders better than
anything.

I hope you don’t mind if I borrow your bed for a bit?”

“You know that you’re welcome to make yourself comfortable whenever
you’re here, Amy”, Tails waves as she prepares to step inside. “Just
hope you feel better, alright?”

“Alright. See you in a bit then.”

Hmm. She’s been getting headaches a lot more lately. I’ve also
told her to get checked out by a doctor on more than one occasion. Then there
was that fainting episode that led to the recent hospital visit…

Tails decides to continue on with the upgrades presentation without her –
which included a new engine he designed himself along with the installation
of a sonar navigation system that he sort of ‘borrowed’ from Eggman.
Pretty interesting stuff all in all, though I couldn’t pay full attention
to everything – the image of Amy possibly ill and unwell was taking up
most of it.

“Sonic?”

I must have zoned out for a moment.

“Sonic?” both said by Tails and Cream in unison.

I come to my senses and realize that the presentation is over. Being someone
of very few words, I was only able to produce “huh?” as my reply.
It took a couple of seconds before I noticed that they both were seated in the
Tornado 2.

“I’m going to take this baby for a test drive with the new engine”,
he said. “Have it calculated that the projected speed could reach mach
2 in 0-5 seconds.”

“And I’m going along for the ride!” shrieked Cream, failing
her arms in sheer excitement.

One minute she has the mannerisms of a princess, the next she sounds like
a typical teenager. Should be quite interesting with her in the coming years…

With that, I wish the both of them good luck and watch as the Tornado 2 rolls
off the runway and into the crisp afternoon sky, before near vanishing in the
blink of an eye.

Damn. He wasn’t playing. But then again, Tails’ calculations are
pretty much near perfect.

With those two gone for awhile, I decided to go and check in on Amy’s
condition. In an instant, I dashed into the workshop’s living quarters,
upstairs to the bedrooms. Tails has one set aside for himself, but he also has
two spare ones in case some of us wanted to stay the night. Quickly peeked inside
the spare rooms first before heading over to his own, only to find her sound
asleep on top of his bed.

She had obviously made herself comfortable; her running shoes were arranged
quite neatly to the left side of the bed, and she was using a nearby blanket
as a cover. There were also a few used facial tissues scattered about next to
her.

I’m more than concerned now – this has been going on for weeks.
Fluctuating headaches, stomach troubles, lack of appetite…none of which
can ever be a good thing.

This has me worried because in all the time that I’ve known her, Amy
has rarely ever been ‘sick’. The only person I know who stresses the
importance of exercise and eating a well balanced diet, and here she is with
what seems to be walking pneumonia.

I tip toed over by her side, to gently rouse her from slumber. Her piercing
emerald eyes were the first thing to greet me, followed with a simple salutation
and a small hug.

As if I was her parent and she was my child, I placed the back of my right
hand to feel the temperature on her forehead. I let out a smile, as she doesn’t
feel too warm, but she is all the same.

“You had me a bit worried out there”, I finally manage to say after
a brief pause. “Haven’t you been feeling off par like this for a bit?”

She gives a simple nod in reply.

“I thought it was just a cold I could fight off with rest”, she finally
admits. Noticing the mess of tissues, she sees fit to begin gathering them up
and disposing of them in a waste receptacle nearby. “Besides, I think it’s
almost out of my system.”

“Well, if you say so”, I state, with a bit of a frown. “But,
it would actually put me at ease if you did go and get yourself checked out
properly.” I take her sweet face in my hands, making eye to eye contact
with her. “Just please…do me that favor, alright?”

She gives a simple ‘okay’ after I also insist that she fill me in
on the details. And as far as I’m concerned, that’s more than enough
to make me happy at the moment.

Or at least, I thought that was enough.

And that’s when it happens – a session of spontaneous lovemaking.
I initially thought that we were just going to lie back for a few minutes and
cuddle before Tails finished his test flight, but I guess we were both thinking
the same thing. She’s already lying down, flat on her back, giving me an
unspoken invitation. Moments later, I’m right on top, kissing and caressing
her in a cloud of rising passion.

We had no need to undress – I’m already naked and nearly erect, so
I kick off my shoes in one swift motion while I’m fumbling around with
her panties. As I’m having a bit of trouble with those, I shift my view
towards her abdomen as I slightly lift up her skirt, smirking as they come into
full view.

Blue. My favorite color.

Nonchalantly toss them over my shoulder, as we won’t need them for a little
bit.

I look back up to her for the signal to go ahead, but not before pulling myself
in for a sweet and tender kiss. As I close my eyes and moan into it, I can feel
her gently caressing my abdomen, with a finger trailing down to my lower area.

She stops there for a moment before wrapping the rest of those warm, gentle
fingers around my penis, one by one. A gasp manages to escape from my lips as
her grip gradually tightens, working its way into a slow yet steady pace against
my shaft.

The warmth of her hand and the massaging sensation in unison were enough to
make me go over the edge, but I manage to keep it in check. Not wanting to wait
a moment longer, I gently wrap her legs around my waist as I place myself inside
of her.

From that point on, our motions and sounds are one. Her moans are in time to
my groans. My torso rapidly thrusting in unison with the gyration of her hips
and tightening of her legs.

We’re in perfect motion with one another until…

THUMP! We’re both on the floor. With all the movement, we
apparently swayed far enough to the point were we both went over the right side
of Tails’ bed.

Taking a second look at our surroundings, a feeling of shame begins to sink
in. We’re in Tails’ room, having sex on his bed as if it were our
own place.

“Maybe we should stop”, I tell her, with a worried look on my
face.

She doesn’t even hear me, as she’s too close to her peak to hear
me, gradually tightening up around me to the point where that one thought towards
Tails was soon a fleeting memory…

(Tails’ P.O.V.)

The test flight went well, though the engine began to smoke soon after landing.
I jump out of the plane and motion for Cream to fetch the open toolbox lying
on the workbench nearby. Pick out a magnifying glass and a pair of needle nose
pliers from it before opening up the engine compartment, only to find that the
smoking was only caused from a circuitry miscalculation on my part, as well
as the lack of proper ventilation.

I shake my head and mumble something about stupidity so that Cream won’t
hear. She doesn’t approve of me putting myself down about my work. “Tails,
Mr. Sonic and the others really appreciate your genius”, she usually says.

That’s the reason why I invest so much time into fixing this classic –
it’s one of the many things that the gang relies on. If Egghead ever tried
something and we couldn’t get to it by land, the Tornado 2 is up and ready
for some action.

But we’ve had things go wrong before, like when the original Tornado was
unsalvageable after the first fight with the Egg Carrier all those years ago.
Felt pretty bad after the whole thing too – the first Tornado was Sonic’s
plane, and he entrusted it to my care.

And what happens? It gets totaled…

That’s the reason behind the test run – to iron out any potentially
dangerous bugs with these new upgrades. Want to make it so that I can give it
my all when we’re up in the face of danger.

As more smoke and exhaust rises after I opened the compartment, I decide that
it’s best to just wait for it to cool down before making any modifications.
I invite Cream to come into the house for a bit of a snack, to which she was
nice enough to help me lay out the necessary tools before we both went in.

As we’re in the kitchen, she’s making the both of us a couple of
sandwiches, and asks if she should make a few extra for Sonic and Amy. Seeing
as how Amy is upstairs resting, and Sonic could still drop in again, I say yes,
while filling a bottle with tap water in case the Tornado’s radiator needed
a refilling.

While she’s finishing up, I decide to head to the living room and watch
television to kill some time. As I’m flipping through the endless sea of
channels in an ongoing quest for something ‘interesting’, Cream dashes
into the living room, with her normally lop-sided ears standing straight up.

“I think someone’s upstairs”, she says amidst the chattering
of teeth.

“Well, yeah” I reply. “That’s probably Amy waking up from
her nap and moving around.”

Then, I hear it – a loud thud that was directly above our heads,
followed by a brief pause before a low moan could be heard. I look over to a
still scared Cream, who tells me she heard that only a few moments earlier.

“Didn’t Eggman break into your place awhile ago?” she asks,
to which I nod.

Eggman knows how to get here, and he has messed it up on more than one occasion.
The most recent incident was when one of his outdated E-200 series robots totaled
the whole first floor while following the command of ‘kill Sonic’
who was crashing here at the time…

Wouldn’t surprise me if he did, but even he has a level of respect.
He’ll let me get it all nice and neat again before trying to fuck up the
place.

While that’s a possibility, the thought of Amy sick sounds more logical.
Sonic himself told me about what happened that night, and it seems as if she’s
still under the weather.

She even might have taken a turn for the worse…

After taking a moment to calm Cream down and convince her that Eggman and/or
one of his robotic goons probably weren’t upstairs (today at least), we
both make our way upstairs, and to the guest rooms. After checking all of them,
we make our way towards my room, where the door is locked.

Apparently, the noises are coming from here, so I take a hold of the knob and
turn it ever so gently…

…only to nearly be blinded on the spot. If cartoon physics could apply
in this world, my eyes would have popped out of their respective sockets while
my mouth dropped to the floor.

My bed.

My sheets.

Them.

I didn’t even know that there was such a thing as ‘them’.

Sonic and Amy. Together. In my room. On my floor. Having flat out and raw sex.

They’re too caught up in the heat of the moment to realize that Cream
and I are staring at the both of them. And if the intial shock of walking in
of those two having sex wasn’t paralyzing enough, the shock of seeing them
actually complete the act was much worse.

It doesn’t take a genius to know an orgasm when you see and hear one…

I seriously believe they hadn’t noticed us at all, as they were caressing
and kissing one another until I cleared my throat to get their attention.

(Sonic’s P.O.V.)

Shit.

I guess this is what you call embarrassment, right?

Two of our friends walking in on us having sex in my little brother’s
very own room. Yup. That’s embarrassing.

Worst still would probably be that the secret’s out now. Having sex with
someone and being caught almost implies some sort of connection, so there’s
absolutely no way I can deny it now, at least to them. Tails and Cream, of all
our friends, deserve to know about it first.

Won’t be too much sooner before the world knows too…

The shock and realization almost made me jump and hit the ceiling, but Amy
wouldn’t let go. I was still inside of her from the flustered and equally
embarrassed expression on her face.

I take it she didn’t feel like further exposing herself…

Silence ensues, but is broken off by Cream, who follows Tails’ lead in
looking away from the two of us for the moment.

“We heard something up here and got worried since Amy hasn’t been
feeling well lately”, she finally managed to say.

I look over to Tails, who, though still in shock, has managed to gather enough
strength to scan the room with his eyes.

“I’m all for the both of you finally getting together and all”
he started, “but…of all places…DID YOU HAVE TO FUCK ON MY BED!

I AM SO BURNING THOSE SHEETS!”

Well, I’m glad to know that they’re taking it so well…

And that’s the end of this chapter. I know it took me forever to get
it up, and I apologize. I’d type up a good bit of it in a few hours, then
not touch it for a week and a half! On top of that, there were also days where
I would open it up and suffer writer’s block. /

So now, the secret’s out. Sonic can no longer deny his feelings for
Amy, and Amy now gets the satisfaction of having other people acknowledge her
relationship with Sonic as fact (and not a mere figment of her overactive imagination).

Stay tuned for next chapter, when Sonic finally finds out about Amy and
their baby. Trust me, you won’t want to miss this – the way he finds
out and his initial reaction afterwards is a must read.