The True Training of Amy Rose

Three years. It had been three years since the final showdown between Stealth and the Mriah, and Stealth's training was almost complete. He was almost ready for Chaos to send him to the correct part in time, to stop the formation of the Mriah and save Mobius and Earth from their destruction. This was the deal set up between himself and the god Chaos, after the final battle, when Stealth was able to collect the shards of the Master Emerald and resurrect him.

A lot had changed during these three years. After the final battle, the bodies of Sonic and Shadow were collected and buried, and the world mourned for the loss of the heroes. However, the world was finally at peace, since in his possessed madness Sonic finally did away with the evil Doctor Robotnik, so his malicious robotic contraptions were no longer a threat to the world.

The Guardian Knuckles had been placed under the watchful eye of Rouge the Bat while he healed, and the two were finally able to work out their differences. Rouge gave birth to a child some months after Knuckles was completely recovered, though her impregnation had occurred before the attack by the Mriah; the child was his, and was blessed by the god Chaos.

Station Square no longer existed, and nobody wanted to build over its ruins, leaving it as a testimony to the grave sacrifices given by the former heroes of the world. Instead, a monument was erected; a wall, lined with the names of those that had lost their lives to the Mriah threat, much like the Veterans' War Memorial. In bolded letters on the top of the wall could be seen the names of the heroes: Sonic, Shadow, Tails, Cream, and Blaze.

Amy Rose, for a long time the late Sonic's self-announced girlfriend, had matured much over the time since Sonic's death. She had long accepted that he was gone, and that she should move on. She had begun training with Stealth after a year of mourning, him hoping to help her through the pain, and she wanting to get a handle on her own reckless aggressiveness. In time the two grew close, with the batidna eventually asking the hedgehog out, and for more than a year the two had been an item.

Amy knew that Stealth would have to leave soon, to complete his mission, and she was scared that once he changed the past, she would forget about her love and adoration for him. She didn't want to lose the newfound maturity she had gained through her training, and most of all, she didn't want to go back to being the ditzy, Sonic-obsessed girl she was before the Mriah appeared. Amy loved the attention that Stealth showed her, and knew that what she was feeling towards him was more than the adoration and obsession that she had shown Sonic for so long. Amy knew that she was in love with the young batidna.

Soon, the time until Stealth was scheduled to leave was down to only a month, and Amy could bear it no longer. She requested a day of wilderness training and meditation for the both of them, and Stealth agreed. She intended to declare her love to Stealth and beg that either he not go, or that he take her with him.

The day of training, Amy dressed especially for him. Aside from the required training clothes, she wore no underwear or bra. This wasn't noticeable as the red ninja gi that he'd had specially made for her clung tightly to her body anyway, showing off her curves and allowing her the freedom of movement required for the training of her skills. The only way that Stealth might notice is if she managed to get wet enough to soak through the gi.

Amy and Stealth hadn't done anything sexual at all, and this was Amy's testament to her love for Stealth; she was going to submit to him, completely. She thought of him as her companion and teacher, and loved him completely. She wanted him to be her lover too.

A sword had not yet been crafted for the hedgehog, so in its place Amy had been using weighted bamboo training sticks for combat training. Stealth had wanted her to train with something a bit more wieldy than a giant hammer, so that she could spread her skills out a bit. Once she had strapped the sticks to her back and checked that she had everything she needed except for food (food would be gathered as a part of their training), Amy set out to the edge of the forest through which she and Stealth would travel until they reached their destination.

Arriving at the edge of the forest, the batidna was nowhere to be seen. This was typical behavior, though. Amy reckoned he was tending to his vegetable garden, and would be arriving momentarily.

No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than the batidna dropped to the ground behind her. She didn’t hear him, of course, but wasn’t all that surprised when his hand gently touched her shoulder to announce his arrival. Amy turned and smiled, taking in the form of the hybrid. He stood at roughly the same height as Knuckles, though he was built more for speed than strength. His black and red wings, when stretched out fully, extended at least two feet out on either side. His spines were black, as well as the majority of his fur, with the exception of a white, half moon Guardian mark on his upper chest. He wore white socks, with blue and white shoes reminiscent of the late hero Sonic. Over his hands and trademark knuckles he wore gold gloves, in which the fingers were cut-off, to allow him to be able to wield his sword. Strapped to his back was his mysterious Chaos sword, as well as a weighted bamboo training staff.

All of this was familiar to Amy, and welcomed by her. Even the fact that the batidna had no pupils in his eyes. He looked much like he was blind, but in reality his pupils were pure white, and it was impossible to see them. This was a gift from the god Chaos, to give him an edge over his enemies when fighting in darkness; the tradeoff between being unable to see him pupils was that he had unmatched night vision.

Since it was obvious that Amy was slightly preoccupied, Stealth checked her outfit and made sure she had everything, doing so only out of habit and not really expecting her to have forgotten anything. He admired the way the custom gi hugged her body, showing off her exemplary curves while afford the movement needed in training. Made of a soft cotton dyed red, the outfit absorbed sweat during a workout, and allowed the outside air into it to cool off the body. It also provided warmth to the wearer in times of colder weather.

His examination of her over, Stealth interrupted Amy’s thoughts by patting her on the head. “We should go now if we are to get to the clearing by noon, Amy.”

She shook her head to clear her thoughts. “Uh, yes, of course.”

Stealth looked at his pupil puzzlingly. “Are you okay? You seem to be kind of off today.”

Amy didn’t want to reveal her reasons just yet. “I’m alright, Stealth. Just a little bit stressed out, but our training today should take care of that.” She made to stretch, bending over and touching her toes, sticking her shapely ass into the air. “How long is this session going to last?”

Stealth blushed lightly, glad that Amy’s attention was trained on stretching and not that fact that his eyes had wandered to her rear. “Tonight and tomorrow. I figured a bit of survival practice would be a good way to relieve our stress. I’m worried about my upcoming departure, after all.” He made no moves to stretch himself, having already done so before leaving his home.

Amy straightened up, spread her feet apart and leaned to the left, her right arm over her head. She moaned lightly as her muscles stretched pleasurably, allowing her limberness and freedom of movement. The run through the forest, though a routine, could still be stressful if one didn’t pay attention, and stretching gave one the capacity to adjust for mistakes should one make any. After stretching to the left, Amy straightened and then did the same stretch on the right side, her left arm curled over her head. As the muscles tightened on her, she made more noises of pleasure and contentment.

Stealth was turned on.

Finishing her light stretches, she took a pose on the ground. She placed her left foot forward and placed her right foot behind her, with her hands on the ground for support and her ass once again in the air. Stealth, shaking rather dirty thoughts out of his head, smiled. The girl was ready.

“I estimate we have fifteen minutes before noon. The objective is to reach the clearing before noon. If you manage to collect three of the five white ribbons I have placed randomly in the trees, I’ll teach you a new technique. Any questions?”

Amy shook her head. “I’m ready.”

Stealth nodded. “Go.”

Like a bat out of hell, Amy took off running straight for the line of trees in front of her. She leapt into the air, curling herself into a ball, then unfurling as she lightly touched one of the tree trunks next to her and sprung off of it. Jumping from tree to tree, Amy was able to make better time than she would if she were running, not having to constantly dodge bushes and fallen logs on the ground.

Stealth watched her take off, smiling as she did. The late Sonic would have been proud of her, he thought. At least, he would have been if Amy could have been convinced to follow his training instead of constantly following Sonic like a lost puppy. Instead, Amy probably would have hammered anyone that made even a snide remark that she needed any kind of attitude help.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, Stealth shifted his pack on his back and spread his wings. Normally he liked to run, but seeing as how he was sure he’d need to be speedy in the skies when the time came to leave, he decided to give the pink hedgehog a head start and then fly to the clearing. This way she had a chance of beating him there.

Meanwhile, Amy was concentrating on her run. The wind through her quills was quite refreshing, and with all of the trees flying at her, she didn’t have enough time to become distracted with thoughts of Stealth and what she wanted from him. Already she had found two of the white ribbons that Stealth had hidden, and while anyone outside of the two of them would have considered his job of hiding them to be sloppy, Amy could tell that they were only placed in the forest as a collection item. Stealth wanted to teach her something new, and Amy didn’t know what it was.

Nearing the ten minute mark, Amy could see a break in the woods. She let go from the tree she was clinging to and jumped as hard as she could, aiming for the ground just before the clearing. As she landed, she spotted the last ribbon she needed just sitting next to an old log on the ground. Amy rolled on the ground and snatched the ribbon up, darting into the sunlight of the clearing and dropping to a knee to catch her breath.

The clearing was an oasis of sorts. A break in the trees large enough to comfortably hold a college class of 45, there ran beside it a stream of clear water. Every now and then, a ring would appear in the center of the clearing, and it was this special ring that allowed the sun to forever shine here. The grass stayed green, and regardless of the season, it always felt like summer. It was in this clearing that Stealth and Amy had trained these past two years, and it was here that Amy wanted to submit to him.

Stealth silently dropped to the ground behind the hedgehog. He was able to watch her from his place in the sky, and even let her find the clearing first. It was obvious that she was quite winded, but she needed to stand up and keep moving so she didn’t have a heart attack. He placed one hand on a shoulder and one hand on a hip and helped her to stand.

Amy stood too quickly, and the world swam in front of her face. “Steal… th…” Her legs collapsed underneath her and she blacked out.

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Slowly, Amy opened her eyes. The sun was gone from the sky, but it wasn’t quite dark outside. Her face felt wet, but it wasn’t the familiar feeling of sweat, but more like water. Her gi didn’t feel so tight on her, but loosened, and it was obvious she was on her back on the ground, with a large rock at her head.

She turned her head to the left and could barely make out Stealth kneeling at the stream. She tried to shake her head to clear her vision, but her head hurt to much to move it much. Reaching a hand up to her forehead, she felt a bandage. She realized she couldn’t remember what had happened that entire day, from the time she had arrived at the clearing until now.

Stealth rose from the stream with his hands cupped, holding the water in them. He was hoping Amy would be awake by now, otherwise he’d have to refill his hands again. He turned slowly and spotted her touching her bandage. That would be an interesting story to tell.

He carefully walked over to her and knelt by her side. “Drink,” he said, holding his gloved hands down to her mouth.

The water was fresh and cool, and seemed to be exactly what she needed. Amy drank slowly, in small sips, and soon the water was gone, but she felt much better. With Stealth’s help, she sat up and pressed her back against the rock.

She groaned as blood rushed from her head downwards, causing her to get a little bit dizzy. She touched the bandage again and looked at Stealth. “What happened?”

Stealth sighed. “You passed out from overexertion. While I was trying to get you to stand up and walk around, you blacked out and went deadweight on me. It caused me to lose my balance, and as I fell near you one of my knuckles grazed your head and punctured your skin. Head wounds bleed the most, and I didn’t have any healing balm with me today, so I just put a bandage on it.”

Amy laughed, and immediately she regretted it. After wincing and letting the pain from her head subside, she looked at her mentor. “I should have known better than to kneel after such a run. Have I really been out all day?”

Stealth nodded. “I think you were dehydrated as well. Have you been drinking much water?”

Amy looked down and sighed. “No. I’ve been so stressed out-” Hearing a noise, she blinked and looked up at Stealth, seeing him rise. “Stealth?”

Stealth had seen a light out of the corner of his eye, and as he looked up towards the source, he was distracted by its awe. A ring, suspended in the middle of the air over the very rock that Amy was sitting against, had appeared and was shining both in the rising moonlight and somehow by its own accord. Stealth had heard storied about these rings; how the power held in just one could help Sonic defeat his most fearsome enemies.

Rising from his spot, he stood for a moment, contemplating what to do. Should he take the ring, or allow it to stay where it was? The clearing had been known for these rings every now and then, but this was the first time he had actually seen one, though Amy had told him about them. Finally resolving his dilemma, Stealth spread his wings and lifted gently from the ground, his arm outstretched. He grabbed the ring, feeling the power vibrating in his hand. He dropped back down to the ground and knelt by Amy’s side again.

“Stealth, what was-” Amy started, but was silenced when Stealth presented the ring to her. Its splendor was amazing, no matter how many time she saw them. She didn’t move while Stealth pressed the magical artifact to her chest, and watched as its golden glow slowly disappeared as it sank into her body. She could feel the power flowing throughout her entire body, revitalizing her. Her headache dissipated, and she no longer felt so fatigued as she had before.

Her body was glowing gold, Stealth noticed. Her eyes were closed, no doubt feeling the healing power of the ring. He was glad he had chosen to stay the whole night, and glad that they had chosen now for a training routine. Though now, Stealth was sure they wouldn’t get much of this so-called training out of it.

The glow subsided, and Amy blinked a couple time before finally opening her eyes. The pain in her body was gone, and she felt rejuvenated. She reached up and took the bandage from her head, and it was obvious from Stealth’s facial expression that the wound was gone. Amy was perfectly healed.

She smiled at Stealth, and then the smile faded and she leaned over and wrapped her arms around him. She hugged him tightly, finally overstressed. “Stealth, I don’t want you to go!”

“Amy…” Stealth began, but Amy cut him off.

“Please. I don’t want you to go. Who knows if you’ll survive?! If you change the past, everything you’ve done for me here will be for nothing!” Her eyes filled with tears, and her voice cracked. “It’s taken me this long to gain the courage to tell you I didn’t want you to leave me. I’m in love with you, Stealth. Real love.”

Stealth pulled away from the hedgehog and looked into her eyes. He raised a gloved hand and wiped the tears from her eyes, then set his hands on her shoulders. “Amy,” he began, “there’s no way in Hades I’d ever forget about you. And here is obviously my home. I have no memories of growing up on a Mobius that wasn’t ravaged by the Mriah, which means that what I’ve done here hasn’t changed the timeline I’ve come from.

“There is a theory in time travel that states that one cannot change the timeline that a world is set on. Each timeline is a different dimension, and everything that happens in each dimension is already destined to happen. It was destined to happen that I was to leave my desecrated world and arrive here. It was fate that I was to defeat the Mriah in this world, allowing peace to reign. And it is fate that I should leave this dimension, so that I may prevent the Mriah from ever becoming a threat in the first place.

“If I don’t prevent the Mriah from being born, then all the dimensions could be in danger. Including this one. The Mriah have the power to alter the unalterable. They can change all the timelines at once, if they destroy the prime dimension. I’m going back in time to the prime dimension, Amy.”

“But Stealth…” Amy began, choosing her words carefully, “if you destroy the Mriah in the prime dimension and make it so that they never existed at all, won’t that change this dimension as well?”

Stealth shook his head. “It may be the prime dimension, but it’s still its own dimension. Whenever a being in the prime dimension dies, its alternate dimensional counterparts lose their links to the prime dimension, making it impossible for them to travel there, no matter how powerful they might be.” He sighed. “When I’m done there, I will return here.” Stealth took Amy’s hands in his own, and held them against his chest, to where she could feel his heart. “This is my home, Amy. I will return here for you, I promise.”


Amy’s eyes were still filled with tears, but she could see the sincerity in Stealth’s eyes. The batidna was making an oath to her, and it gave her strength. She smiled through her tears, wrapping her arms around Stealth once more, and pressing her lips gently to his.

It was an unexpected act. Stealth had never had a kiss before, and wasn’t quite sure how to follow, but Amy was fine with that. She didn’t expect him to react much, really; she knew her actions had shocked him. It wasn’t until she pressed her tongue into his mouth that he reacted, pressing his own against hers and wresting back and forth within the confines of his jaw.

The kiss finally broke between the two, and they both struggled for air. Amy’s aggressiveness was resurfacing; not into the angry aggressive fighter she used to be, but into a new, seductive boldness. This would be the only time she would be able to take charge, she knew, but she was fine with that.

“Amy, that was… that was wonderful. I’ve never had a kiss before,” Stealth breathed.

Amy smiled. “I’m glad I was your first kiss. But I want you to be my first, and my only.”

Stealth, though typically intelligent, was still in a slight state of shock. “Your first what, Amy?”

She giggled. “My first lover. Make love to me, Stealth. Be my partner, my lover, my Master. Be my mate.”

Stealth blushed so heavily that it showed through his black fur. “I… uh… you sure you don’t want someone more experienced?”

Amy placed a single finger over the batidna’s lips. “Love is the only experience we need. I’m positive everything will come naturally to us.”

Stealth didn’t say anything, merely nodded. He stood up, taking Amy’s hand, and then wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her himself. It was a gentle kiss, one filled with passion reserved for those deeply in love with one another; if you’ve ever been in love, then you know the kind of kiss I’m talking about. A kiss that cannot be described. One that has to be experienced.

Amy relished the embrace. She pressed her body tightly against the male, and felt his hands slowly move up her back to her shoulders. She shivered at his touch.

Stealth gently slipped his fingers into Amy’s gi and slipped it from her shoulders, the front having been opened during the day to allow the hedgehog to stay cool while she was out. The cotton cloth slid slowly down her body, Amy pulling her arms out of it as it fell.

Amy was blushing, hard. She had never allowed anyone to see her in her underwear, much less bare, and it was a thrilling gesture. She was relishing in the feelings that were rushing through her body. It took every ounce of self control she had not to cover herself up; instead, she used that self control to remove her gloves from her hands, so that not a bit of cloth was covering her body.

Once the gi was off of her and tossed lightly to the side, Stealth laid the pink hedgehog on the ground on her back, and knelt next to her. By now he was letting instinct and passion take over. He gently ran his fingers through her hair, and then down the sides of her head, leaning down and kissing her deeply. He realized he truly loved this girl.

With every passing minute, Amy could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. True, she had never done this sort of thing before, but while she was still hung up on Sonic those years ago, she often had fantasies of him and her doing this. Granted, none of the fantasies were ever as deeply involved as this. The kiss between the two of them broke, and as she’d closed her eyes during the kiss, Amy could not see what Stealth was doing.

Oh, but she could feel it. The batidna was placing gentle kisses down her body, and had started from her neck. Every kiss on her neck had sent electric shocks through her body, and turned her on immensely; she was sure that if Stealth decided to bite her neck, she’d come right then.

Stealth, on the other hand, had his eyes open. He was taking in her form, her movements, her taste, as he trailed his lips down her body. The girl had developed wonderfully over the years, from the immature 15 year old she was when the Mriah invaded, to the beautiful 18 year old young woman she was now. The continual physical training that studying under him had afforded her had kept the girl in good shape, and given her the curves that otherwise she may have missed out on.

Stealth gently nipped at her hip, and Amy moaned lightly. It was a strained moan, like she was holding back and trying to stay silent. Stealth didn’t say anything and continued his exploration of her body.

Parting his lips, his tongue sprang forth and connected with the skin of her stomach. He gently licked upwards from the base of her hip, leaving a light trail of saliva that felt chilly in the night air. He paid careful attention to her belly, noting the slight indentation of her muscles and her cute concaved belly button, and as his tongue trailed gently upwards, he straddled her legs.

His tongue met with the bottom of her ribcage, at which point it retreated back into his mouth. Stealth placed his lips upon her ribs and kissed lightly, this action taking over from his tongue. His kisses moved up her chest, trailing softly between her breasts, his breathing light.

Throughout the entire ordeal, starting from when Stealth was only using his tongue, Amy had been writhing gently. But the minute his lips had hit the skin between her breasts, Amy began moaning. The spot was unbelievably sensitive to the girl right now; more so than it had ever been both in any shower nor in any masturbatory session. Had Amy been able to think coherent thoughts, she would have figured the increased sensitivity was from the extreme arousal she was currently under. However, since she couldn’t think straight right then, that pondering should be left up to the readers.

His hands shaking gently, Stealth ran his fingers lightly up the girl’s sides, eliciting giggles from her. His hands reached her C-cup breasts and cupped them gently as he lifted his lips from her chest. He kneaded them firmly, molding them in his hands. Verily, Stealth had never seen bare breasts in the life that he could remember, much less touched them, but even though he had nothing with which to compare them, he would have sworn that Amy’s were the best he’d ever seen.

Amy’s moans grew gently louder with each action. The feeling of her lover’s hands on her body drove her to heights greater than any she had gone to before. Her eyes had been closed since the last kiss, but she was far from tired. Stealth’s movement were driving her crazy, and she was nearly ready to scream out, push Stealth onto his back, and then mount him and ride him until she climaxed.

But of course, she didn’t.

It would be the most obvious quote in the world to say that Stealth was aroused at this time. In fact, his penis has been poking out from its sheath after Amy’s first strained moan, and with every twitch and squirm she’d made, it had been growing harder and harder. By now it was painfully hard, its seven inch uncut length throbbing with every heartbeat he made. It stood at an angle from his body, slightly curved and pointing upwards, the head glistening in the moonlight with droplets of precum.

Stealth gently gripped the hedgehog’s nipples and twisted them, shooting sparks of pleasurable pain throughout Amy’s body. Amy groaned loudly and came, the first time that she had ever come without having her pussy touched. Her back arched and she nearly threw Stealth off of her, the force of the orgasm was so strong.

Stealth, instinctually, released Amy’s nipples from his grip once he felt her back arch. At first he was convinced he had hurt her in some way, but as she came down and the smile on her face grew, he knew that wasn’t true. His hands slid up from her chest to cup her cheeks, and he leaned forward and kissed her.

This action caused the batidna’s hard-on to be sandwiched between their bodies, and Amy noticed. As the kiss broke once more and Amy could finally breathe normally, her hand snaked down the side of her body and over her stomach, gripping the shaft of her lover’s manhood, causing Stealth to jump slightly and groan.

“Ooh, Stealth…” Amy said, moving her hand up and down his length. “I think I’d prefer to train with this staff…”

Stealth could only grunt, all words pushed from his mind as Amy continued her ministrations. Amy sat up and pushed the male off of her with one hand, the other continuing to move up and down Stealth’s shaft. This was the first time she had ever attempted anything like this with anyone, but she’d seen plenty of pictures and heard Rouge talking about doing it to Knuckles once or twice, so she felt she could figure it out.

The hedgehog got up on her knees and scooted closer to the batidna. Before anything could be said, the girl smiled, then bent down and wrapped her lips around Stealth’s dick.

Stealth couldn’t remember the last time he felt this good. Amy’s mouth felt so warm and wet, and the way she moved her tongue against the head of his dick made him wonder why it took him so long to get to this point in any relationship. He had never touched himself in any way, so this particular point of pleasure was completely foreign to him, though not unwelcome.

Amy, having not had any experience in giving fellatio, just went with the flow of things. She knew that the male’s member was one of the most sensitive spots on the body, so she made sure she was as gentle as she could be. She made sure to keep her teeth away from his skin, and to make use of her tongue. She was unable to take much of his length into her mouth because doing so made her gag, but she made due with what she could.

One hand slowly made its way up Stealth’s leg and gripped the bottom of his shaft. Amy took her mouth off of his cock and pumped her hand up and down, the other she brought up to fondle his balls. Stealth winced at the contact and inhaled sharply, and Amy took that as a sign to be careful with her manipulations.

Ceasing her pumping, the hedgehog stuck her tongue out and ran it gently up from the base of Stealth’s dick to the head, then wrapped her tongue over the head and dropped her mouth upon the shaft, sucking again upon it. She couldn’t strain her eyes upwards enough to see how Stealth was reacting, but it didn’t matter. From his gasps and moans, she could tell he was enjoying himself.

Enjoying himself was an understatement. From Stealth’s point of view, he had never been in such a state of bliss. Normally he’d feel that letting out so much noise could be seen as a sign of weakness, but there was really no other way that he could find to let Amy know how much he was enjoying what she was doing to him.

Amy’s mouth was getting sore. She hadn’t been sucking on him for much longer than about five minutes, and already her mouth was getting sore and stiff. She wondered how Rouge could do it for so long and not complain about soreness, and then she realized that the bat probably had had a lot of practice at the act. Amy wanted so very much to taste the seed of her lover, but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to suck on his dick for much longer before her jaw locked up.

This was okay, though, because Stealth was close to a climax. The batidna felt himself tense up and he gripped at the grass beneath him. “Amy…” he breathed desperately, trying to warn her that something was about to happen.

Amy heard him, and instead of easing up at her end, she increased the pressure of her sucking. The hedgehog massaged his shaft with her tongue as best as she could, and kept her lips tight around his dick and she bobbed up and down on the three and a half inches that she could fit in her mouth without gagging. She felt the batidna tense up underneath her, and somehow she knew that Stealth was about to let loose a torrent of come for her.

“Amy!” Stealth cried as he came. Twenty years of come boiled up from his body and spilled out into the pink hedgehog’s mouth, and though she was waiting for it, she was not ready for the force at which it came out. Her mouth filled faster than she was able to swallow, and she had to pull the batidna’s dick from her mouth or face suffocation. Two more thick streams shot out of his rod and into Amy’s face, Stealth arching his back as he shot. Amy was lucky that she had closed her eyes as she sat back, or she would have had an eyeful of hot, sticky cum.

Amy breathed gently and slowly, savoring the taste of her lover’s come. It had a sweet taste to it, like honey or raw sugar, and was not at all like the salty, pretzel flavor she had known Rouge to talk about. Its thick texture reminded her of maple syrup, and its warmth sent fireworks through her. She could feel it on her face, and with her fingers she scooped as much from her spines and fur as she could, and slurped it down.

Stealth didn’t know why, but the sight of the girl swallowing whatever it was that came from him turned him on like nothing else. While she finished eating up everything he splurted on her, he caught his breath. His dick was still hard and throbbing, but he himself was out of breath. However, no longer was he having doubts about the activities this night. No, Stealth was sure this was the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his days with.

When Amy was sure she had gotten the excess off, she opened her eyes. Stealth was no longer breathing as heavy, but his tempo was still slightly labored. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. She opened her mouth to speak.

“I need to wash this off, I’ll be right back.”

She stood up and strode to the creek, where a couple splashes of water were all it took to rid herself of the sticky mess. The water was refreshing, but a part of her was sad to have her lover’s seed washed from her body.

She returned to Stealth’s side, and smiled at him. Her left hand snaked out grabbed Stealth’s dick, gently gripping the bottom of it, testing its hardness. “Are you ready for the main course?” she asked.

Stealth nodded. “I’m ready if you are.”

Amy gently straddled Stealth’s legs, still keeping a gentle grip on the base of her lover’s cock. She shifted her hips forward, pressing the shaft of it against her slit, allowing Stealth to feel just how wet she still was. Her lips were puffed out and pink, and a warmth was radiating from within them, strong enough that Stealth could feel it just from his manhood rubbing against her. Once Amy was satisfied that she had teased herself and Stealth enough, she raised herself up onto her knees, shifted her hips and body forward, and lowered herself onto her lover’s dick.

The sensation the two lovers felt the moment his dick entered her body was indescribable. Stealth was overcome by the feeling of heat radiating from inside his lover. Her vaginal muscles clenched all along his rod as she slowly set herself down upon it, and the slight friction that the amount of lubrication she was producing at the time allowed them to have made it all feel just perfect.

Amy had never felt so full. The hedgehog was still a virgin, technically, but because of all her training, her hymen had torn long ago; she hadn’t even felt it when it happened. Slowly she slid down to her lover’s lap, determined to take his entire length on the first entry, no matter if it started to hurt her. But as she finally reached the base and sat there for a moment to take in the feelings, she realized she didn’t feel any pain at all. Granted, it had taken a minute or two to pull all of Stealth’s length into her, but the entire time had been so pleasurable it was a wonder she didn’t have an orgasm just on entry.

Stealth didn’t have much experience with anything sexual. Tonight was his first time for anything. But he already felt that he wouldn’t be able to last long, even though he had already cum hard no more than ten minutes earlier. The sensations were just that good. The batidna placed his hands on the hips of his lover and looked into her face. He would have looked into her eyes if she hadn’t had them closed. She seemed to be struggling with something.

Indeed, she was struggling with her feelings of pleasure. Instinct told her to start moving up and down, but she felt that if she moved even a little bit now, she would cum. She didn’t want to cum so early, especially if it might mean she passed out from it. But there was little she could do. She felt her partner place his hands on her hips and she breathed in slowly, then opened her eyes and looked at him.

She leaned forward, each minute movement sending sparks throughout her body. Okay, so she was wrong about any movement making her cum; or maybe she had gathered enough control. Placing her hands on her lover’s chest, she raised her hips and arched her back, allowing his dick to slide out of her by an inch or so.

The feeling was incredible! So many muscles gripping all over his length at the same time, her pussy seemingly not wanting to let it go. So warm inside, and so wet… her movements amplified this by ten, and he realized he wasn’t ready for this. The sensations were too much.

Amy felt the same as Stealth did, but didn’t know it. She didn’t feel too young, but too inexperienced. She rocked her hips backwards and regained the shaft that had left her body, and as she ground into her lover she let out a moan. Her eyes closed and she bit her lip, trying not to concentrate on the incredible feelings that were rushing throughout her. The crisp night air felt heavenly on her bared skin, and she felt that if she laid anymore forward, her nipples might pierce Stealth’s chest.

Stealth, on Amy’s down stroke, moaned out loud as well. His hands crawled partway up her sides and cupped her cheeks, and he stared into her closed eyes. He pulled her head down more and kissed her deeply, his tongue fighting with her own as the passion engulfed their bodies.

Amy’s hips raised again, and lowered once more, at a quicker pace. They began to move in a steady rhythm, not too slow or too fast for either of the two mates. Stealth’s hands moved down her shoulders and wrapped around her body, pulling her close to him, pressing her breasts against his muscular chest.

Stealth himself started to get into the rhythm of the movements as well, his hips pressing upwards as her hips ground down. A slight slapping noise could be heard if you cared to listen for it, though distinguishing it from the steady moans of the two lovers was a rather difficult feat. Their noises of lovemaking hung still in the night air, the full moon brightly shining upon the two in the cloudless night sky. Her hands snaked up his chest to his shoulders, then wrapped around his neck, and she buried herself in his kiss again.

Stealth’s wings, highly ignored until now, wrapped around the two lovers almost instinctually. Stealth could feel himself getting close to his end, and perhaps the winged cocoon was a way of telling this. He wondered if his love was satisfied, because he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

Amy would have told him she was well satisfied. She had already cum three times in the last ten minutes of lovemaking, and was nearing another orgasm. Her mind barely registered the fact that her lover’s wings had wrapped around the both of them, so caught up as she was in the pleasure of the act. She stopped kissing the batidna in an effort to catch her breath, her rhythm increasing slightly.

The increase in rhythm was more than enough for Stealth. “I’m… gonna…” he warned, almost unable to talk. Amy opened her eyes and stared into his.

“Cum into me, lover!” she whispered fiercely.

Unable to hold back anymore, on Amy’s next down stroke, Stealth’s hips lurched upward, and he shot a load of potent cum into Amy’s pussy. Its heat almost matched her own as she shot wave after wave, finally calming at four or five, his hips retreating to the ground.

Amy also came, the moment she felt his seed pouring into her. She cried out, her juices coating his dick and dribbling out of her body, dripping over his hips and onto the ground. When she finally felt him stop spurting, She laid her head onto his chest and held onto him, breathing hard and listening to his heart quickly beating.

Stealth also was breathing hard. Every now and then his hips twitched, as if they were still firing loads of cum into his lover’s womb, but by now his balls were empty. They had lasted fifteen minutes on this night, and surely it was a night they’d never forget.

“I love you, my Rose,” Stealth said, once he was allowed to regain his composure and get his breath back.

“And I love you, Stealth,” Amy replied, happy to finally have someone that felt the same way about her that she did about them.

The two of them held each other tightly and drifted off to sleep, not moving from the spot in which they first consummated their love.

After the two lovers spent that wonderful night in the Ring Garden under the moon, they packed up their belongings and headed back home. It was the only time they had been able to consummate, but the two knew their love would remain strong. A month later, Stealth left the dimension to complete his quest of protecting the Prime Dimension from destruction, and though Amy was torn up on the inside, she knew he had to go. And deep down, she knew he’d be back some day.

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It had been 9 months since that night. Amy had started showing at 3 months, and had been taken completely by surprise. She figured that her boldness had come from her going into heat, and though she had no idea that she would have gotten pregnant, she didn’t want it any other way. It had been 8 months since she last saw Stealth, and though she held onto his memory and his promise to return, there was an inkling in her heart that told him he had died. She didn’t want to believe it, but the doubt was still there.

In the past 8 months since Stealth had left, the Guardian Knuckles had collected the shards of the Master Emerald and rebuilt the gem, and by replacing it on Angel Island, the island lifted back into the air. Knuckles had set off on a worldwide search for the Chaos Emeralds, knowing that if he could gather the remaining six, Chaos might be able to restore the seventh.

Rouge the bat had given birth to a son four months after Stealth left. The child’s appearance shocked everyone, including Amy when she saw it. A black echidna with red and black wings, knuckles like Knuckles had, and no pupils in its eyes. Rouge was speechless, but chose to allow fate to carry its course and named the child Stealth.

On the anniversary that Amy had every month of the wonderful night that she and Stealth had together, she began to go into labor. She considered it the most painful experience of her life, and with her being on Angel Island, she didn’t have the amenities of a hospital on the mainland. She had been visiting the Master Emerald when she collapsed, her water breaking. A bright light shone from the Master Emerald and Tikal appeared, seeing her friend in pain but about to give birth.

Being from the ancient echidna tribes, Tikal was well versed in the duties of a midwife. She beckoned to Chaos to allow her to use his power to make Amy comfortable, and Chaos agreed. With the power of Chaos, Tikal was able to elevate the hedgehog and reduce the pain of the contractions.

I will pass on the descriptions of childbirth because I don’t really know how that goes. But Amy survived the ordeal, giving birth to twins; a male hedge bat, colored dark brown with short, pointed bangs over its bright green eyes and black and red wings, and a female hedgechidna, whose dark brown spines pointed out like Shadow‘s used to and had thick dreadlocks much like Stealth‘s, with bright green eyes. Amy was at a loss for what to name them.

“I wish Stealth were here to see them…” she whispered to herself.

Chaos heard her cry, and another light shone brightly from the Master Emerald. Within the light could be seen the form of a batidna, if one were so inclined to look (and risk going blind). As the light died down, Stealth stood before the two of them, his sword strapped across his back. He looked malnourished, and he had a small scar across his chest as well as over his left eye, but he looked healthy, and he was alive.

“Amy…” he said quietly, looking at his lover with such indescribable happiness in his eyes.

“Stealth…” she answered back, looking into his eyes as he stood there.

Stealth rushed to her side, hugging her gently and kissing her deeply. She, in turn, kissed him back, and asked what took him so long. Stealth laughed.

“Chaos got lost.”

Her laugh woke the children in her arms, and they began to cry. Stealth wasn’t completely surprised that she had the kids, but more so that he was the father. When asked what their names should be, he smiled.

“We’ll name the boy Ryu. The girl will be Sonia,” he said.

And so it was.