Scent Marking

Pairing: Sonic x Human!Reader; Shadow x Human!Reader; Silver x Human!Reader; Scourge x Human!Reader; Tails x Human!Reader; Knuckles x Human!Reader; Infinite x Human!Reader; Mephiles x Human!Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Light Spice, possessive behavior

Word Count: 4.4K

A/N: Thank you for your request! I spent a long time researching each species, checking how they typically mark each other by scent in nature. I didn't have as much success with hedgehogs, but learning a bit more about foxes, echidnas, and jackals was quite interesting. I hope you enjoy it!

Sonic

You were sprawled on the living room sofa, focused on watching a TV series and enjoying your afternoon.

That was when, with a blue blur faster than your eyes could follow, the hedgehog stopped leaning against the doorway.

You glanced at him for a second, then returned your attention to the screen while Sonic stayed there, arms crossed, green eyes studying every detail of you.

Slowly, a mischievous little smile stretched across his muzzle. Usually, that smile meant trouble, but for the moment, you decided to ignore it and wait to see what he intended to do.

With determined steps, the hedgehog pushed off the doorframe, walking toward you and hopping onto the sofa beside you.

But to your surprise, not even half a minute later, he was hovering over you, that same grin still in place.

“Sonic... what...” Your sentence never finished, because to your total shock, he suddenly shoved his muzzle against your neck without warning, taking a long sniff that sent shivers through your entire body.

He wrapped his arms around you, trying to impossibly bury his face even deeper into you. And to surprise you even more, he started rubbing his neck against you, practically shoving a mouthful of fur in your face.

“Hey... feeling needy today, huh?” You laughed softly, wrapping your arms around him.

“Yeah... I just like being like this...” he murmured, pausing for a second before continuing to nuzzle his muzzle against your throat, his cold, wet nose tickling you with every little touch.

“You’re really clingy today, love...” you commented, watching the way he slowly, almost unconsciously, hooked his claws into you too, anchoring himself to you.

After sniffing your scent one last time, he rubbed his cheek against yours, brushing soft quills over you. One of them grazed your nose lightly, making it itch, and your hand immediately moved to cover your nostril so you wouldn’t sneeze.

Letting out a satisfied sigh, Sonic pulled away from you, flashing the same sly smirk, his tongue briefly swiping over his upper lip while his green eyes admired you.

You giggled, noticing how his fur had gotten all tousled after so many minutes of rubbing against you.

“Happy now?” you asked, settling back on the sofa so you could get back to your show.

“To be honest... yeah, a lot...” he chuckled, standing up from the sofa with slow movements and stretching. “If I... happen to do that again, don’t be surprised...” he added, winking at you, leaving you confused.

Walking toward the exit, Sonic left you alone again, thoughtful about what had just happened.

Was it really an act of affection and neediness... or was there something more behind it?

Shrugging, you pushed it aside for now, even though you wondered all week why Mobians within three kilometers suddenly refused to even look in your direction. It raised plenty of suspicions, but in the end, you weren’t familiar enough with their species’ habits to reach any concrete conclusion.

And deep down, Sonic felt an almost impossible-to-hide sense of masculine pride while walking by your side. He knew very well that you were more than marked with his scent to anyone with a sharp nose.

Shadow

Night had just fallen. You were focused on a small pocket book, sitting on the bed while waiting for Shadow to return from a long day doing G.U.N. missions, as he always did on his freer days.

Hearing the front door open, followed by heavy footsteps, it didn’t take long for the black hedgehog to appear at the bedroom entrance.

He had a hand on his neck, rubbing the back of his quills as he approached you with slow, controlled steps. He let out a low huff, analyzing your form.

You looked up from your book at him, opening a wide smile.

“Hey, love... was your day alright?” you asked.

He shrugged, closing his eyes and crossing his arms.

“It was tiring and heavy... but I suppose productive enough...” he commented, taking a deep breath.

Slowly, he looked at you with his red pupils and then moved forward, climbing onto the bed and settling at your side.

To your surprise and shock, Shadow slowly placed a firm hand on your waist as he lay down next to you.

“I was gone too long... I need this...” he offered as a vague explanation, but it was enough to make you relax a bit.

What impressed you even more was how he brought his face close to yours, resting his chin against your cheek, taking a deep breath and gently brushing it from side to side.

You froze, glancing sideways at the hedgehog beside you. Your first thought was that maybe he hit his head at some point during the mission and that’s why he was acting like this, this wasn’t typical Shadow behavior.

However, you soon adjusted to the feeling of him rubbing against you, alternating between burying his muzzle against your neck and inhaling your scent until his lungs were full, then letting out a small, nearly inaudible growl before resuming the affectionate rubbing against your face.

“Shadow, my love... you look really cute doing that...” you laughed quietly, closing your book and tossing it aside, fully focused on the soft affection he was giving you now.

After some time, the hedgehog slowly pulled away, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths as he looked at you, letting out a satisfied huff.

“This is better...” he muttered hoarsely, lying down on his side of the bed and resting his hands behind his head.

You blinked once, then twice, focusing on him for a few seconds as he closed his eyes, drifting into a quick nap and leaving you confused by those last words.

But for now, you decided to let it go and let him enjoy a much-deserved rest.

--*--

The next day, during a quiet and pleasant afternoon, you were doing your nails with Rouge at home.

After chatting about several topics, you mentioned how Shadow had arrived the previous night, been unusually affectionate, and then fallen asleep.

To your surprise, Rouge froze completely, a sly grin spreading across her face.

“He got all affectionate, huh? Like... rubbing against you and sniffing you?” she asked, raising a brow with a sideways smile.

“Well... yes, how do you know?” you asked, surprised.

“Sweetie... your dear boyfriend was just marking his territory on you... Leaving his scent all over you... basically telling every other guy out there that you belong only to him.” She giggled. “Mobian and hedgehog thing... I thought you knew...”

Your jaw dropped and your eyes went wide. Everything made sense now, his behavior was completely explained. He had come home possessive after his day and decided he was going to mark you so everyone would think twice before approaching you.

At that exact moment, the hedgehog walked into the living room, a little bowl in hand, munching on coffee beans.

You focused your eyes on him, making an indignant expression.

“Shadow. The. Hedgehog...” you called out, making him instantly freeze mid-step, staring at you attentively. “I found out everything... So you were marking me as your property, huh?” You crossed your arms, though your expression was more playful than angry.

He swallowed, glancing between you and Rouge, then cleared his throat and spoke in a low, rough voice.

“It was necessary... you are fragile... it helps keep danger away...” he explained, though it was painfully obvious it was just a flimsy excuse, making you burst into laughter.

“Seriously... I can’t believe it... how possessive...” you laughed, shaking your head in disbelief.

Rouge laughed along with you, winking at Shadow, who shot her a sharp glare, not at all happy that she had exposed his secret.

But despite everything, deep down, you felt oddly proud of it, you liked it. To you, it felt almost like wearing a promise ring, and nothing made you happier than being recognized as the black hedgehog’s romantic partner.

Silver

The kettle in front of you boiled on the stove as you stood waiting for your tea to finish, planning to share some with your boyfriend.

Suddenly, to your surprise, you felt a pair of familiar, timid arms wrap around your torso from behind. Subtly glancing back, you saw Silver, suspended by his psychokinesis, eyes closed, muzzle pressed into your back.

“Hey, love...” you said, wrapping an arm around him too.

“I... missed you today... Can I stay like this for a bit?” he asked, voice muffled against your clothes.

Laughing softly at how adorable he looked, you ran your fingers through his quills.

“Of course, sweetheart, stay as long as you want...” you murmured, watching him sigh contentedly.

Silver used his powers to float slightly higher, hugging your neck now, burying his face in your hair and sniffing your scent over and over, then releasing the air with something that sounded suspiciously like a small moan of satisfaction, which you decided not to comment on. He must really have missed you.

But slowly, instead of just sniffing you, the hedgehog began rubbing the side of his face and forehead against your neck and nape, brushing his fur and quills against your skin, making you giggle from the ticklish sensation.

Smiling brightly, you looked at him.

“I can tell you really missed me... you’re being so adorable with me...” you said, gently stroking his back while turning off the stove and picking up the kettle to pour the tea.

He let out a small grunt in acknowledgment, slowly pulling away and using his levitation to return to the floor.

But you noticed he had a deep blush beneath his fur, looking away and fidgeting with his fingers, a mix of nerves and shyness that left you puzzled.

“The tea is ready, do you want some?” Silver nodded quickly, walking to the table to sit and enjoy the relaxing drink with you.

Even though he was extremely embarrassed about what he had done, the hedgehog’s instincts had spoken louder than reason. And now he couldn’t calm his mind no matter how much he tried.

“H-hey...” he called.

“Yes?”

“Would you mind if I did that again someday?” he asked, looking away.

“What? Those cute hugs? You can do that whenever you want, I don’t mind.” you replied, completely unaware of the real reason behind his affection.

Silver smiled wide, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he grabbed the teacup to drink.

Even though he wasn’t used to marking a partner like that, he had to admit to himself, it was incredibly thrilling. And he felt a huge sense of pride knowing his scent was on you, showing everyone you were already taken.

Even if he was also unaware that you didn’t understand that custom. In the end, Silver was just happy you had agreed to let him mark you again in the future.

Scourge

The door to your room opened with a small creak, revealing the green hedgehog. His quills and fur were messy, and he had a towel over his shoulder, probably having just gotten out of the shower.

You were lying on the bed, wondering if you wanted to get up so early or wait a little longer.

With slow steps, Scourge approached the bed, climbing up with you, soon flashing a mischievous grin, tossing the towel aside on the headboard.

The hedgehog snuggled against your body, letting out a rough chuckle and giving you a sly little smirk.

Scourge didn’t even pretend to be subtle about what he was doing. He pressed his muzzle against your neck, sniffing hard, releasing a sound that was somewhere between a growl and a moan.

“Scourge… what are you doing, love?” you questioned, but he only gave a low grunt, not responding directly, continuing to rub his face against yours. You could smell his fur, that mix of your boyfriend’s natural musk with the pleasant scent of his bath.

He stayed with his muzzle against your skin for so long that when he pulled back, he was a bit breathless, but quickly dove in again, this time slowly running his tongue along your skin, sending a shiver through your whole body.

“Mine only, babe…” he murmured hoarsely, growling again as he now rubbed his quills along your collarbone. “You’re mine only, got it?”

You let out a quiet laugh at his strange behavior.

“I know I am… I’m your girlfriend… I’m not going anywhere.” Wrapping your arms around him, you pulled him even closer, kissing his cheek, and he immediately gave you a quick peck on the lips in return.

He inhaled your scent again, now letting out a content and satisfied sigh, allowing himself to lie beside you, gripping your waist and keeping you pulled against him as he closed his eyes, enjoying the early morning with you.

Little did you know that this wasn’t just a moment of clinginess or something like that. And it was unlikely you’d notice what had really changed in that moment.

Meanwhile, Scourge would probably walk around with his chest puffed out everywhere, extremely proud of having his scent all over you, warning any other man that you already belonged to him.

Tails

The two of you were lying on the couch watching a chill comedy movie. Tails seemed pretty relaxed, resting on top of you, his twin tails slowly swaying from side to side, showing just how calm he was.

At some point, he stretched completely, yawning and scooting up until his cheek rested lazily against yours.

“Hmm, this is comfy…” he commented.

“It really is… so warm it’s making me sleepy…” Your hand rested on his back as you adjusted yourself on the couch.

Suddenly, the fox’s nose caught a sweet scent. Tails inhaled deeply and exhaled in satisfaction. He had picked up your natural smell, the same one that nearly made him melt every time he was close.

Then something inside him, an instinct of sorts, suddenly took over.

Swallowing hard, his eyes shifted between you and the TV, wondering if it was really a good idea to do what he was thinking.

But no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t stop himself. With a low little growl, he leaned forward until he reached your neck with his muzzle, rubbing the fur of his chin against you and sniffing afterward.

The sensation tickled a bit, making you laugh softly.

“Tails… you’re being really cute…” you sighed, hugging him even tighter while he continued rubbing his chin along your soft skin.

His tails, almost unconsciously, wrapped around your waist, ensuring his scent spread around that area too.

“You smell so nice…” he murmured proudly, squeezing his eyes shut.

Leaning forward, you gave a tiny kiss to the top of his head, making him open a wide smile.

Sighing with satisfaction, he pulled his muzzle slightly away from your neck, though he still kept his tails wrapped firmly around your waist.

“H-hey… do you think… we could do this more often…” he asked, suddenly feeling way too shy.

“What? Movie sessions?”

“Everything…” he whispered.

“Of course, my love… whenever you want…” You smiled sweetly at him, cupping Tails’s cheek gently before hugging him again and turning your attention back to the movie.

For the fox, this need to spread his scent over you was new, but he couldn’t get the idea out of his head that he needed to do it more often, to make everyone understand you were his.

And for some reason, smelling his own scent on your skin gave him this strange sense of achievement, making his fur bristle slightly while he enjoyed your closeness endlessly.

Even though he wasn’t the type to puff out his chest with pride for having you ‘marked,’ he would definitely be ten times more excited to go out with you in places full of Mobians, just so they’d know you were Tails’s beloved girlfriend.

Knuckles

Admiring the clear afternoon sky, listening to the distant songs of birds, you were lying on the grass of one of Angel Island’s fields, spending some time with your boyfriend.

He was beside you, the echidna’s hands resting behind his head as he also breathed in the pure nature around you, enjoying such an intimate moment together.

Slowly, Knuckles turned, scooting closer and wrapping an arm around your torso, pulling you nearer.

With a low grunt and without saying anything, your boyfriend suddenly buried his muzzle against your throat, placing a tiny kiss that sent a soft shiver through your body. You giggled, running your fingers through his soft quills.

“What are you doing, love?” Despite your question, Knuckles stayed silent, sniffing a few times, and to your surprise, lowered his face to your collarbone, rubbing the top of his head against your cheek.

It was then that you also noticed the natural musk scent coming from him, probably stronger because he was an echidna. You were already used to it, not even imagining there might be a completely different meaning behind that affectionate gesture.

“You’re being really clingy today…” you laughed softly, and Knuckles opened a wide grin, showing his fangs.

“Hmhmm…” he nodded, finally pulling back, looking satisfied. “I like being close to you like this…” he admitted, placing a large hand on your cheek with a rough chuckle.

“I like it too… especially when you’re this sweet.” You placed your hand over his.

“Let’s do this more often then…” he suggested. You nodded without even thinking, smiling gently.

Even though it seemed totally innocent, to the guardian, it was more like an important ritual. And he felt a huge sense of masculine pride in sensing his echidna musk on your fragile human skin.

Knuckles was definitely more than willing to keep you marked as his partner, and his only.

Infinite

The night was a bit cold, filled with the sounds of the city’s traffic below. Settling on the couch under your blankets, you were busy sipping a mug of hot chocolate, enjoying the sweet taste.

Light footsteps echoed through the house, and soon the jackal appeared in the hallway. His heterochromatic eyes examined you from afar, analyzing your curled-up figure seeking warmth.

His ears tilted sideways as Infinite slowly approached, slipping under the blankets beside you.

“You feel that cold?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“I don’t have fur to keep me warm, you know? Cold destroys me…” you muttered, taking the last sip and placing the mug on the coffee table.

Infinite let out a low hmph before moving closer, gently guiding you to lie down on the couch, following you and settling by your side.

His long tail swayed a little, positioning itself over your feet.

Grunting and letting out a low whimper, the jackal rested his head at the curve of your neck, his claws lightly pressing on your ribs.

Slowly, he gave a few quick sniffs, furrowing his brow and showing his fangs. It didn’t take long before he got even closer, burying his muzzle against your throat, giving long licks that made you squirm.

“H-hey…” you laughed, shifting a bit. “Love… that tickles…” You reached to stop him, but Infinite was quicker, grabbing your wrist and preventing you from interfering while he continued licking your skin.

Your eyes shut tight from the sensation. But you opened them again immediately when you felt his fangs nibbling on your sensitive skin.

“Infinite… what are you doing?” you asked.

“Just stay still…” he growled, continuing his little bites all around the area, moving up to your jaw and then down to your collarbone.

Pausing for a second, the jackal inhaled deeply, growling, then pressed even more of his body against yours, rubbing himself against you completely, making you laugh again.

“You’re really needy today, huh? I’ve never seen you ask for attention like this…”

Even though you were talking, the jackal wasn’t paying attention to your words at all, he was way too focused on his task, his fur shedding a bit and sticking to your clothes while he continued those strange touches.

Suddenly, he stopped, lifting his face. His ears twitched as he sniffed again, then he gave a dark smile.

“Much better… now you really look like my partner…” he chuckled roughly.

“What do you mean?” you asked with confusion.

“Everyone will know you belong to me…” he grinned, showing all his sharp teeth, his tail swaying casually.

And then it clicked, he wasn’t just being affectionate. He had marked you in every possible external way.

Touching your neck, you were sure there was a big mark where he had been biting, and his canine scent must have been overwhelming for anyone with a sensitive nose.

“Infinite!” you exclaimed, but he placed his index finger right in front of your lips to silence you.

“Shhh… don’t tell me you don’t like having my scent on you… letting everyone know you’re mine…” he murmured softly, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Well… that’s not the point… you could’ve warned me first! Now I have to cover this up with foundation…” you pointed at your neck.

“Let them see… it’s my symbol… a sign that you belong only to me…” the jackal laughed, settling beside you. “Now move over, I’m gonna warm you through the night with my fur…” Opening his arms, he waited for you to curl up against him.

Sighing, you rubbed your temple but eventually obeyed, snuggling against your boyfriend, accepting that you’d have to live a few weeks with that mark until it faded, or until he decided to make another, which, let’s be real, he absolutely would.

Despite the embarrassment, there was a small sense of satisfaction inside you, a feeling of belonging, carrying something so symbolic.

And as he held you, warming you up and helping you fall asleep, you felt certain that maybe you could get used to showing the world who your partner was.

Mephiles

While you were busy watering your plants, the afternoon sun was slowly setting on the horizon, with spring’s soft breeze washing over you. For a moment, you stopped to inhale the sweet air of nature, deciding to take a break.

Walking through your garden, you sat under the shade of a tree, resting while appreciating the day.

Suddenly, you sensed a very familiar presence near you.

Quickly turning your head, you looked around but saw nothing, only your shadow, unmoving.

“Meph… I know you’re there, you can come out…”

At your words, the darkness finally took shape, materializing.

“I’m impressed you can already tell where I am…” he commented, sitting beside you, resting his muzzle against your shoulder.

“Experience… I’m getting used to these things…” you explained, leaning your head lightly against his.

“Hmm…” he grumbled.

But then, for some reason, he began to feel a strange sensation he couldn’t identify. Mephiles wasn’t sure if it came from the species he had chosen for his physical form or if it was something inherent to himself that was only now surfacing.

Tentatively, he leaned closer, reaching your nape, sniffing and catching your sweet natural scent, which made him growl softly as his claws grazed your waist.

“What are you doing, sweetheart…”

“Testing something…” His vague answer only confused you more, but you let it go for the moment, allowing him to nestle against your neck as he began slowly rubbing his face from side to side, alternating between his cheek and chin.

Feeling his soft fur tickling you, you let out a little laugh.

“Your reaction is… the most pleasing possible…” he murmured roughly, still rubbing his face against you. “I really appreciate these little sounds of contentment you make…” he added, clutching you a bit tighter and sniffing your hair.

He seemed extremely determined in what he was doing, though his behavior was anything but innocent.

“Meph… wait a second.” You held his shoulders. “Why are you doing this?” you raised your eyebrow at him.

“Well… isn’t it obvious… I intend to mark you as mine…” he murmured darkly, letting out a muffled chuckle. “And only mine…”

You laughed when you heard him vocalize his intentions.

“No need for that, sweetheart… I’m not planning on leaving you…” you assured, placing your hand on his cheek.

“Oh… I’m not worried about that… I just want to scare off anyone who might think they can have you…” he growled, raking his claws lightly down your side, making you shiver.

Satisfied, he grunted, pulling away from you, examining you and inhaling deeply, laughing with proud satisfaction.

“Perfect… now no one will try to steal you from me…”

“Just a little possessive, aren’t you?” you teased.

“You have no idea, my dear…”

Stretching, he lay across your lap, closing his eyes and resting his hands on his belly in a calm, peaceful gesture. He didn't look at all like the deadly dark creature he was when he behaved like that around you.

idk how much people talk about this in mobian species talk n stuff. i know hedgehogs are ones who hibernate but apparently its not healthy for them to do bc they do it when they're too cold, but i still wanna talk about it just cause. i have thoughts.

imagine for the sake that they still have an S/O who's still biologically inclined to hibernate. The longing, man.

The main hedgehogs we know I don't see hibernating, purely bc Sonic has eggman on his tail all the time (same w amy since she helps), Shadow's technically not a full mobian (black doom/alien thing) so he's not inclined to, and silver likely never got to hibernate bc well. how. but then they get an S/O who does hibernate.

❝𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊❞

── .✦ Pairing› mephiles × reader

── .✦ Warning› 17+ • dark themes • depression • suicidal ideation • romanticized darkness • consuming/absorption imagery • gothic romance

── .✦ Word Count› 1.3k+

── .✦ Prompt› you go to a cursed black lake after reaching your breaking point, only to encounter Mephiles lurking beneath the water. The story leans really heavy into dark romance, despair, and the strange comfort of the void.

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𝒜𝒩➤ This is a piece I wrote during one of my depressive episodes. i poured a lot of heavy emotions into this story, so it’s definitely darker and more personal than my usual work. And ofc I had to put a little bit of romance in it.🤭 Amyway...enjoy.

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Sonic and friends reacting to their S/O sneezing:

The kitten sneeze (small puffs of air that make up the kitten sneeze):

Sonic: The super speedy hedgehog has to slow down just to process when you sneeze, thinking it's adorable.

Tails: At first, he's worried something is wrong, then when you tell him it's a sneeze, he's laughing nervously at his own reaction.

Knuckles: The hot headed echidna is not used to cute sounds, he may be all big and buff, blushing madly also, but it's cute nonetheless.

Shadow: The ultimate life form has heard sounds like your sneeze before coming from Mariah, so for you to do it brings back memories.

Espio: I see him being caught off guard from the sound, trying to hide his blush.

Manic: "You're too cute." "Shut up." "As, don't be that way!"

Scourge: "My S/O sneezes like a cat? Weird."

Mephiles: "Why are you acting all innocent?" "It was a sneeze!" "Somehow, I don't believe that."

Silver: "Are you related to Blaze?" "No." "Then why do you sneeze like a cat?" "Silver!"

The trumpet sneeze (so loud it could blow eardrums):

Sonic: No matter what, he ends up tripping whilst running when hearing you, be prepared for him getting agitated.

Tails: The poor kid is so scared evrytime you do it, he throws what's in his hands.

Knuckles: "I was enjoying the silence, thank you."

Shadow: "Could you stop that for two seconds?" "It was one sneeze!" "Yeah right."

Espio: Be prepared for the stealthy boy to try and kill you for interrupting his stealth mode, or any concentration he was doing.

Manic: "How can I steal when you're so loud?" "Shut up!"

Scourge: "That sneeze could set off alarms." "Scourge!"

Mephiles: "I will chaos blast you if you continue doing that."

Imagine: Platonic Yandere Mephiles the Dark

TW: Body horror, implied stalking, sadism, mentions of isolation/anxiety/torture/bruises & death

A.N: A truly horrific yandere to have, not matter if it's platonic or romantic

Mephiles is a isolating, removal & sadistic yandere

A being of pure insanity & lover of all misery & torment, Mephiles revels in the anguish & fear he provokes around him with a sense of precedence. Anyone & anything around him is nothing but a toy, a plaything for him to mess with until he gets disinterested.

Mephiles relishes on the dread & paranoia in your eyes whenever you sense his gaze but can never spot him. Your flourishing anxiety delights him to no end.

Whenever another harms you in any shape or form Mephiles' anger would build up, not because you got hurt, but because he believes that he's the only one who can hurt you, not some mortal that isn't even worth the dirt under his shoe. He'll make sure that foul mortal dies in the most excruciating way possible.

He'd cause the deaths of all those close to you with nil remorse before isolating you away from the world as he presumes that he's the only one allowed to hurt you, both physically & mentally. The look in your eyes of horror after hours of torture makes him want to torment you all over again, just to see that look in your eyes build up.

Mephiles is essentially the embodiment of sadism, he'll cut, bruise & drain you of your energy & will until your throat aches from your screeches & your vision blurs from your weeping, but not enough for you to end up dead, he can't have you perish yet, he's having the time of his life!

Requested by @the-star-within-us: Reader has find the Scepter of Darkness and without meaning it, they free Mephiles. Headcanons of what happens after? Thank you and I hope you have a good day/night!

Author's note: Yay! My very first request! Imma be real with y'all, I don't know that much about good ol' Memphis Tennessee, but I really tried to get his character right here. This is set in an alternate universe where Mobians don't exist, just to have a setting where we can see a bit of a.... softer side of Mephiles instead of him being so focused on getting revenge and fusing with Iblis and such. Enjoy!

You were walking along a trail when something glowing catches your eye

Being the curious little shit you are, you go searching to find a strange glowing purple sceptor nestled in some bushes

Holding the strange object in your hands, a sudden surge of power pulses through the sceptor, causing you to drop it which in turn leads to it breaking

*Cue opening notes of Big Time Rush*

A dark chuckle fills the air, and you suddenly find yourself face to face with a dark, anthropomorphic hedgehog, whom of which is strangely lacking a mouth

"Why, thank you, my dear. You have freed me from my prison"

You're a bit startled at first, but hey, alien hedgehogs are people too

He's also a bit surprised, finding himself on a strange new planet that's familiar, yet different from his

Having seemingly no enemies to fight and therefore no one to take revenge on, the mouthless hedgehog ends up following you home

You learn that his name is Mephiles, and while he seems a bit sketchy, you decide to let him stay at your house for the time being

Antics ensue

Mephiles cracking dark jokes

You being horrified, yet somewhat amused

You introducing him to Netflix

Him getting heavily into Netflix originals

Stranger Things? Stranger Things.

Being trapped in that sceptor for so long never really allowed for him to truly appreciate the beauty of nature

Him ending up loving animals

He's like some kind of twisted Disney Princess

Birds will literally land on this guy's finger

One day you catch him rubbing the belly of a local stray dog, talking in a baby voice

Him convincing you to let him keep said dog

His name is Roco and he's the goodest boy

Mephiles is dark, deceitful, and sadistic

But you bring out a softer side to him, and with your help, he's on the road to becoming a better person

Pairing: Scourge x Reader; Neo Metal Sonic x Reader; Mephiles x Reader; Fleetway x Reader

Genre: Dark Romance

Rating: M (Mature)

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior

Word Count: 3.2K

A/N: I've wanted to do something with just villains for a while now (yes, I love villains), and it's finally here, with an addition I didn't intend to include: Fleetway is finally here. I decided to do this to test him out after doing some research, so please leave feedback on what you thought of my portrayal of him. Anyway, this fic is exactly about portraying a headcanon of relationships with possessive and dangerous villains. It was mostly just for fun to write about them.

Scourge ✪ The hedgehog was not the type of guy to fall in love easily. In fact, he had come close to it once, but even so, he had never truly experienced the real feeling.

✪ Well, that was until he saw you for the first time in his life. From that moment on, Scourge wanted you to be his and only his at any cost.

✪ Of course, he was a loser. No longer a King, not a single dime in his pocket, no even remotely reliable crew anymore, and not even his quills had grown back yet since his prison days.

✪ But even knowing he had nothing interesting to offer besides his own looks, he didn’t give up on winning you over.

✪ It took time, quite a lot actually. But after bothering you endlessly, shamelessly flirting with you, and simply being himself, he managed to at least get your attention.

✪ After that, things only got worse.

✪ Scourge has always been tremendously possessive about what he likes, even when he wasn’t properly in a relationship with you yet. He could get on your nerves many, many times.

✪ But he only realized he was hopelessly in love with you when he got slapped across the face for the first time.

✪ For some reason, that only set him more on fire for you than he already was.

✪ And on your side, little by little, you were no longer able to resist the dark charm of that green menace.

✪ Scourge’s love language will always be physical contact, the most intense kind you can imagine.

✪ If you’re near, he can’t go ten seconds without touching you, from bumping into your shoulder to grabbing your waist and pulling you against him. He especially loves doing that in public, showing that you’re his and only his.

✪ He loves the feeling of possessiveness, of feeling like he owns you (He thinks he’s the one in charge, but he always ends up doing exactly what you want.).

✪ You can expect a hedgehog who’s not only dirty-minded, but extremely provocative. He’ll casually drop the most outrageous lines out of absolutely nowhere, especially in crowded places. Seeing you blush makes him… excited.

✪ And of course, he absolutely loves it when you get back at him. In fact, he does all of that exactly to see you lose your temper with him.

✪ He loves that you provoke him back and aren’t intimidated by him. The hedgehog likes someone who keeps him in check.

✪ Feel flattered by that too, you’re the only one he likes doing that.

✪ Scourge likes someone who talks back to him, who stands their ground… and especially someone who puts him in his place when necessary.

✪ Secretly, the hedgehog completely melts with sincere compliments and words of affection, even if he doesn’t show it and often responds gruffly (You can tell by his posture and expression that it affects him.).

✪ Jealousy? He’ll laugh at the mere mention of the word. But he will never, ever let another man get close to you, and he’ll make sure he never leaves your side to reinforce that.

✪ As your relationship progresses, Scourge may spend too much time deep in thought, maybe even secretly blaming himself for being who he is and not being able to give you the best in the world.

✪ Even so, he won’t give up what he considers his, and even if he can’t give you the world, he’ll at least try.

Neo Metal Sonic ✪ He wasn’t built for weak feelings like love or affection. Even so, he wasn’t so sure about that when he saw you for the first time.

✪ Neo understood that he would only feel complete and alive if he had you by his side.

✪ And then, suddenly, nothing else mattered but you—not Eggman, not his directives—only your presence was important.

✪ He even understood that you weren’t comfortable with a lethal robot like him being so close. But he was very determined to prove he deserved your feelings.

✪ He started small, bringing gifts every day, from chocolates to flowers, sometimes even money or jewelry, depending on where he had gone that day.

✪ And little by little, you began to accept him more and more, exactly as he wanted.

✪ But Neo was only truly satisfied when you finally allowed him into your home.

✪ Since then, he became your personal handyman, even without you asking for absolutely anything. For some reason, he feels immense satisfaction in giving you everything you ask for, even if the way he gets it isn’t the most appropriate.

✪ But Neo only realized he was hopelessly in love with you one day when he showed up with scratch marks on his body. It was nothing, just remnants of a battle to get you another gift.

✪ Still, the way you worried about him made him melt in a way he never thought possible.

✪ From that day on, he never allowed you to even get a paper cut, such was his obsession with keeping you safe.

✪ Neo’s love language is obviously acts of service with a touch of gift-giving. He does everything for you; if he can prevent you from getting hurt, then you can be sure he will, even if it means not letting you anywhere near a knife and making dinner entirely by himself.

✪ Don’t even think about what would happen if someone hurt you by accident, even emotionally. The robot will not let it slide; he will get his revenge for anyone daring to do such a thing to you.

✪ Besides all that, when he isn’t doing things for you, he is usually standing still, impassively watching you, wherever you are. He needs to make sure you are okay at all costs.

✪ Even if he doesn’t openly show it much, it’s easy to notice that he loves physical contact too. The gentleness of his touches doesn’t reflect his rigid exterior.

✪ Neo always touches carefully, never forcefully, afraid of hurting you.

✪ And of course, he loves being touched back, especially when you place your hands on his metallic cheeks. Neo doesn’t feel anything, but the intention behind it makes all the difference, and that’s what completely melts him.

✪ As for jealousy, he’s never called it that, but of course he doesn’t like seeing you with anyone else. In his case, it’s a bit more serious, since he also wants to keep you safe. And how is he supposed to do that if you’re going out with strangers?

✪ That’s exactly why he follows you, and of course, he will absolutely annihilate anyone who poses a possible threat.

✪ Deep down, he just wants to see you happy and content, and even if he can’t give you all the benefits of an organic partner, Neo will certainly do everything to make you the Queen he sees in you, even if he has to make the world kneel before him for it.

Infinite ✪ He didn’t pay much attention to you when he first saw you. Why would he, after all? Infinite had never been a jackal of relationships before; no one had captured his interest enough.

✪ Well, that was until he began observing you more and more. What started as disinterest slowly turned into a true addiction. Infinite couldn’t go even a single day without seeing you.

✪ That bothered him deeply. He didn’t want to grow attached to anyone. He wasn’t that kind of jackal. But it was impossible to deny that feeling threatening to completely take over him.

✪ His approach was slow, almost hesitant, but still inevitable.

✪ And when Infinite could finally truly show what he felt, he had to admit it was the best feeling he had ever experienced in his life. It was truly good to finally not feel alone anymore.

✪ Little by little, you got used to his presence, to the way he was completely closed off when it came to physical contact. But one thing was certain: he liked your attention, and very much, only for him.

✪ But Infinite only fully accepted that he was hopelessly in love with you the first time you asked how his day had been. It sounds simple, silly. But for the jackal, it was… transcendental. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been treated like a living being and not like the monster he had become.

✪ That’s why he became not only possessive of you, but obsessed with every second of your day.

✪ Infinite’s love language is quality time, even in a completely troubled and eccentric way.

✪ He appreciates your company, and he is certainly not against physical touch, even if more subtle. A hand on your back, claws sinking into your waist, his muzzle against your neck—you can even expect a nibble from time to time.

✪ On the other hand, he deeply appreciates your way of not judging him. Just the fact that he feels comfortable being without his mask around you is a huge sign that he trusts you, and he likes the way you trust him too.

✪ Secretly, he loves lazy moments near you, where he can relax. And no matter how much he hides it, his tail wagging gives everything away.

✪ Better not even mention jealousy near Infinite. He already knows he has plenty of it and doesn’t like being reminded. That means he won’t let anyone get too close to you, especially since he won’t leave your side for anything.

✪ Did someone hurt you? Don’t be surprised if that person disappears the same day. He won’t even allow people to speak about you behind your back. If it reaches his ears, there will be serious consequences for whoever did it.

✪ If Infinite could, he would dominate the entire world just to make you happy. But either way, your presence is a good way to control all that destructive desire he carries.

✪ After all, why think about that when you’re right there in front of him, only his.

✪ Even though you know he would never hurt you, it’s important to remember that he is still Infinite, and he will not hesitate to destroy anything that threatens your relationship.

Mephiles ✪ At first, he saw you only as a way for him to exist again in the world, a means to his elaborate ends. That was exactly why he stayed as your shadow for so long, just waiting for the right moment and his own recovery to be free again.

✪ But in truth, everything happened in a way he never imagined.

✪ With each passing day, he grew more and more interested in you, wanting your presence forever. And so, slowly, he began developing an obsession with you.

✪ Of course, as expected, you didn’t react well the first time he revealed himself. But even so, he never gave up trying. And as days went by, you constantly heard his voice in your mind, almost all the time.

✪ It didn’t take long for you to get used to Mephiles’ presence, especially when he regained enough energy to take physical form again. And now you had a bizarre hedgehog wandering freely around your house like a haunting presence.

✪ At least he wasn’t completely unbearable. It was even interesting to hold conversations with him, despite his… out-of-the-box ideas. What else would you expect from a creature of pure malice?

✪ Still, he never left your side, fulfilling what he said. And at first, it was strange, until you understood that he had developed a true addiction to you.

✪ You can expect him to appear in all your dreams as well. Somehow, he has that ability, besides invading your thoughts. The way he was connected to you was almost terrifying.

✪ Mephiles’ love language is also quality time, in the strangest way possible. After all, when he isn’t in physical form, he is always, always with you, in your shadow, speaking to you mentally.

✪ But you got used to it quickly too, and soon he just felt like a constant presence rather than an annoyance.

✪ One thing that strangely satisfies and softens Mephiles is your smile. Even he doesn’t know why, but he finds fascination in your happiness; somehow it drives him crazy.

✪ He also feels enormous pleasure in the fact that you simply accept that he lives in your shadow, without trying to get rid of him or anything. The fact that you don’t fear him excites him.

✪ And considering he practically started this strange mutualism between you, of course he would be extremely jealous. He restrains himself, giving you the freedom to talk or interact, but it’s better not to test what happens to someone who tries to flirt with you or touch you in a way that makes you uncomfortable.

✪ It’s always good to remember that Mephiles is not a common creature, not a living being; he is something far beyond your understanding. And as much as he loves and protects you, it’s best to keep him on a short leash, as a guarantee that he won’t cause too much chaos.

Zavok ✪ When he first saw you, he considered you just a foolish, clueless intruder who dared to step into the Zeti’s territory. He didn’t care how you had arrived in Lost Hex, much less what you were doing there, whether you were a researcher or just unlucky.

✪ He wasted no time imprisoning you.

✪ But over time, and observing you closely, he developed an intrinsic interest in you, which led him to allow himself to speak with you more, interrogate you… sometimes even explaining certain things about his own species.

✪ And it was during that time that he began to reflect. If he was a leader, he would need a partner to stand beside him. At first, he tried to push that idea from his mind, but it corroded him from the inside out.

✪ Until he finally freed you, on the condition that you would stay by his side forever, with promises of power, abundant meals, and as many riches as you desired. In the end, it wasn’t a bad proposal for what you would have to do.

✪ But what made him understand he was hopelessly in love with you was when you simply looked at him with tenderness. Not with fear or shock as at the beginning, but truly like someone who cared.

✪ He didn’t have that among his own species, and perhaps that’s what affected him most deeply. Meeting someone who didn’t feel only resentment from birth was a break from everything he was used to.

✪ His love language is words of affirmation with physical touch, and as expected, in a troubled way. He always reassures you in the strangest ways, but you quickly get used to it; he’s not used to showing affection anyway.

✪ As for physical contact, as expected from him, it is possessive and surprisingly gentle, considering the brutality that surrounds Zavok. He likes to touch, to keep you close to his body, seated on his lap or simply carrying you in his arms. It makes him feel deeply satisfied.

✪ You’re not even sure if his species normally behaves like that with females; you’ve never seen such a relationship to compare.

✪ It goes without saying that he is extremely jealous, not letting any of the other Zeti get too close to you, which may be as much an act of territorialism as protection from his own kind.

✪ Either way, you end up feeling safe near Zavok, and even though he is quite rough, there is still a strangely gentlemanly side in every behavior around you.

✪ He loves when you praise him, stare at him, and even provoke him. He sees it as a sign of strength and loves it very, very much. It makes him feel soft, something he isn’t used to either.

✪ But it’s good to never forget what he is and what his species has tried to do to Mobius. He is not a benevolent being, and if given the opportunity, he won’t hesitate to repeat the same acts as before.

✪ But maybe, just maybe, you are the key to taking those ideas out of his head and changing the Zeti’s attitude once and for all.

Fleetway ✪ He had been watching you from the shadows for a long time. He never knew exactly why, but he felt a strange attraction to you. But he also couldn’t do much since he had lost all his strength and had become merely a wandering entity.

✪ Maybe it was your smile, or how fearless and determined you were. Fleetway couldn’t say. The only thing he knew was that he needed you urgently; his existence began to depend on it.

✪ You started noticing strange things, like the feeling of being watched all the time, long before he even introduced himself to you.

✪ But for some reason, he never frightened you. In the end, he really couldn’t do anything against you, and maybe that’s what made you not fear him.

✪ Even if he couldn’t hurt or destroy anymore, he could follow you, even more than you would like.

✪ Fleetway became an even worse haunting presence than Mephiles. At least that one spent most of the time as a shadow. Fleetway stayed constantly at your side, glued to your shoulder, murmuring, almost always laughing, and to your greatest despair, only you could see him.

✪ Over time, you simply accepted him there, maybe even ignored him. But that only made him more determined to have your attention. He could be very annoying at times.

✪ Fleetway’s love language is a crazy mix of quality time, physical touch, and words of affirmation, and of course, all in his own way. Possessive touches combined with the fact that he never left your side and was always whispering countless things in your ear.

✪ You could even push him away when you went to shower, but eventually you realized it didn’t make much difference; he would still stare at you from the corners. In the end, you understood he didn’t function like any normal being. He was simply there out of pure obsession, nothing with second intentions… at least for now.

✪ And if you want to see him almost fall apart completely, give him attention. Fleetway is an entity that wants to be seen. Since he can’t destroy or set things on fire anymore, his greatest desire is for you to understand that he loves you in the most macabre ways possible.

✪ And when you talk back to him, provoke him, or even laugh with him about something, it completely destabilizes the creature.

✪ It goes without saying that he is jealous. Fleetway does not accept sharing attention. You are his, only his, and don’t doubt that, even without powers, he might end up doing something crazy. You know him well enough to know what he’s capable of to keep you only his.

P. S. I totally love your work. It is the best Sonic characters stuff I have read in a long while.

First Time Kissing Your Love

Check Out: First Time Kissing Your Hedgie, Kissing Your Green Hedgie.

Pairing: Tails x Human!Reader; Knuckles x Human!Reader; Infinite x Human!Reader; Jet x Human!Reader; Metal Sonic x Human!Reader; Mephiles x Human!Reader;

Genre: Fluff, romance

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 5.2K

A/N: Thank you for your request! Initially, I planned to do it with only four characters, but then I thought, why not six? That's how this story ended up including Metal Sonic and Mephiles as well. And thank you again for following my stories! I dedicate a lot of time to trying to characterize each of the characters as faithfully as possible, and knowing that you're enjoying it is very good. I hope you like it!

Tails

The idea of kissing was something that had never crossed Tails’ mind before. He was usually more focused on his inventions than on relationships in general. But things changed on a specific day when he took you to test a new drone in the field. At a certain moment, the fox’s blue eyes focused on your lips; they looked so soft, like little pillows, and suddenly he caught himself staring too much, quickly trying to play it off. “What would it... feel like?”;

The young fox had zero experience with kisses, he was far too shy for that, even when it came to friends or people close to him. Just the idea of getting a kiss from you, even if on the cheek, was enough to completely throw him off. But now, these intrusive thoughts were invading his mind, and Tails was starting to get nervous about it. “No... I need to get this out of my head...”;

In the end, after two long weeks of thinking and planning, the moment happened, but not exactly perfectly. It was more on the clumsy side. Tails didn’t stop blushing because of how awkwardly he had carried out the action. “Did I ruin everything?”;

It was like he felt he was going to faint right there, his breath seemed to hitch completely while he was sure his heart was about to leap out of his mouth. But despite all those feelings rushing through him, the fox still managed to keep a little composure. “Goodness...”;

But as he focused on the sensations, he noticed the texture of your lips. It was the most incredible thing he had ever felt in his entire life, and once he pushed aside all the nervousness, he slowly began to enjoy the moment. “So soft... just like I imagined.”;

Without even waiting for you to open your eyes again, Tails was already staring at the opposite side of the room, ears drooping, tails curled, immensely red beneath his fur. He was completely embarrassed, hoping it hadn’t been the worst experience in the world for you. “By Gaia... I hope it wasn’t awful for her...”;

As much as Tails kept thinking about it and imagining kissing you again throughout the entire week, it would take a while before he’d try again; he didn’t want to nearly have another meltdown just from feeling your lips on his. “I’ll get the courage... to do it again.”;

The next day, Tails could barely talk to you, extremely shy. When you asked him something, he whispered with a shaky voice, sometimes nibbling his own lip to deal with all the tension the young fox was feeling. He couldn’t even touch the topic of the kiss, even though it was everywhere in his mind. “This is so embarrassing... I can’t even focus properly...”.

--*--

You were sitting on the soft grass of the field while Tails still focused, or at least tried to, on his new drone, once again having invited you for it.

But the entire time, he could only think about how close you two were, about the way your arm subtly brushed against his while you attentively observed the equipment and how he clumsily tried to fix a detail.

“Hey...” he called softly, making you look at him curiously.

“Yes?” You observed Tails’ expression, noticing he looked even shyer than usual.

“Can you... come a little closer?” he asked quietly, scratching his cheek in nervousness.

“Like this?” You leaned forward, raising a brow.

Suddenly, in a burst of courage, Tails leaned forward, bumping his muzzle against your face, capturing your lips as gently as he could.

You widened your eyes in surprise, but it didn’t take long before you slowly closed them, enjoying the intimate moment with a soft sigh.

Tails squeezed his eyes shut, completely focused on that moment and all the sensations coming with it.

But it didn’t take long for him to break the kiss, pulling back quickly, fur fluffed up, eyes wide in shock at himself, breath shaky.

“S-sorry...” he blurted out quickly, ears falling to the sides while his twin tails curled around each other.

The fox instantly looked away, trying to pull himself together.

“Hey... don’t apologize... it was nice, I liked it.” You laughed softly, placing your hand on his cheek.

Slowly, he looked back at you, seeming a bit more hopeful now, giving you a small smile.

“G-good... I was afraid I scared you... I ended up being all clumsy...” he whispered, making you give a nasal little laugh.

“Look, I didn’t think it was clumsy at all... honestly, it was very good...” Caressing the fur of his cheek a bit longer, you let go. “I’ll give you a moment to compose yourself... alright? We’ll talk later!” Smiling sweetly at the fox, you stood up and walked across the field.

Tails stayed there for several more minutes, thinking, still processing everything that had just happened.

He groaned in frustration, putting his hands over his face. It had been very pleasant, yes. But he felt so embarrassed. At least he knew he had a good chance of having another opportunity, a chance to show better what he felt for you, and a chance to kiss you the way you truly deserved, with all the determination and motivation he could give.

Knuckles

As Guardian of the Master Emerald, Knuckles never really had time for romance, much less to think about kisses or affectionate things. However, he didn’t expect that to start changing bit by bit. He began to look at you discreetly more often, admiring your face, even if he didn’t know why he was doing it. For some reason, his heart beat harder around you, which soon filled his mind with a single thought... what it would be like to kiss you. “What kind of feeling is this?”;

Knuckles had always been a reserved echidna, both because of his lifestyle, the place he lived, and the fact that he was the last of his kind. That isolated him for long periods, giving him no opportunity to experience a kiss. Sure, he had seen people kissing, it was normal to him, but he had never truly been interested in seeking that for himself, until now. “Should I... try?”;

He had zero planning. Even he was surprised when it happened, a moment when you were peacefully sitting together on the grass. But it didn’t take a second for him to feel completely embarrassed. He didn’t regret it, but he felt bad for catching you off guard. “Why did I do that?!”;

But despite the initial embarrassment, he didn’t take long to relax into the kiss, holding your chin with his heavy hand, careful not to hurt you, making sure you were enjoying it too. “I hope I’m doing this right.”;

Knuckles enjoyed kissing a human a lot, after all, your lips were soft like grapes, but also warm and comforting, making him sigh in contentment. He would definitely want more of that later. “This is better than I thought...”;

When he finally broke the kiss, his purple eyes immediately widened, staring at you with apprehension, his blush hidden beneath his red fur. The echidna waited a few seconds to see if you’d have any negative reaction, but his knees almost gave out when you opened a gentle smile. “Thank Chaos she liked it...”;

He wouldn’t go looking for more kisses right away, but give him a couple of hours. He would feel embarrassed to ask for another kiss, he still wasn’t used to that kind of affection. But he would melt all over again from even a little peck you gave him. “By Chaos... I want to do that again...”;

The next day, you could expect the most protective version of Knuckles you had ever seen in your life. He looked adorable doing it, but kept his arms crossed and a serious expression, acting tough. And that warmed you inside, knowing he cared so much about you. “Nothing is going to happen to her.”

--*--

The gentle breeze caused a pleasant rustling in the low vegetation and grass across that field on Angel Island. And there was no place Knuckles would rather be now, especially because you had agreed to come.

The echidna’s face slowly turned, focusing on you and your peaceful expression. You looked serene, enjoying the pleasant day, eyes closed while you sat cross-legged, hands resting on the ground.

Knuckles took advantage of you being lost in thought, turning his body toward you, slowly getting closer until he was almost pressed against you, feeling even your body heat.

In that moment, he didn’t know what came over him, but when he noticed, he already had your chin in his hand and was slowly pulling your face toward his.

You widened your eyes but didn’t try to stop him. Instead, you gave a small smile and closed your eyes. It didn’t take long to feel the pressure of his mouth capturing your lips, kissing you in a clumsy, inexperienced way, but overflowing with feeling.

You didn’t hold back from kissing him back, thoroughly enjoying his initiative.

As quickly as it began, the kiss ended, his face pulling back, your eyes slowly opening. But then you were surprised by Knuckles’ expression., shocked at what he had just done. His wide eyes studied you intensely.

You couldn’t hold back a giggle, breaking into a big smile.

“What’s with that face?” you asked playfully.

Knuckles looked away, but seemed more relaxed now after hearing your calmer tone.

“I didn’t ask permission... I’m sorry, it was improper of me...” He scratched the back of his neck, sighing.

“Hey... don’t worry about it... I liked being caught off guard...” You gave him a playful punch on the arm.

The echidna looked at you hopefully, giving you a small smile, now more at ease.

“I’m glad...”

“We could do it again sometime...” you teased, but with a serious tone.

Knuckles’ eyes widened again, and you were sure he was blushing beneath his fur, perhaps as red as his own color. But despite that reaction, you knew he would definitely ask for another kiss later. And you certainly wouldn’t turn him down.

Infinite

The jackal didn’t expect that you, above so many others, would be the one to awaken this need in him to feel the warmth of a kiss. In fact, ever since you met, that had never crossed his mind. Not until the day you challenged him, standing up to him about something. His first reaction was surprise, but then an insatiable urge to capture your lips rose inside him. “Such a bold girl...”

Infinite didn’t exactly have much experience. Yes, he had kissed before, but nothing serious or lasting, just distractions, remnants of a distant life that no longer resembled who he was. “Maybe this isn’t as frivolous as I thought...”

Infinite ended up becoming the most coldly calculating creature by nature, just to plan how he was going to kiss you, thinking of every detail, the environment, the timing, what to say, all of it focused on his main goal... to satisfy his desire and leave you breathless. “I’ll choose the exact moment... it’ll be a spectacle...”

When it happens, it is intense, leaving you surprised and shocked by his sudden action. At first, Infinite tries to be completely dominant, grabbing your chin and pressing his claws to keep you in place. However, when you returned the kiss, it immediately threw him off, making his heterochromatic eyes widen, unsettling the jackal who did not expect the same intensity from you. “Responsive even more than I expected... this is dangerous for me...”;

The jackal had probably just discovered his new favorite thing in the world: human lips. They were so soft and sensitive, he felt an unstoppable urge to nibble that skin, sink his fangs in and mark you. Just because of those simple facts, he was sure he would never want to kiss a Mobian again in his life. “These lips... they’re mine now...”;

When the kiss ended, Infinite was a breathless mess. The fur on his neck was standing, his eyes wide. But it didn’t take long for a mischievous smile to rise on his muzzle. He was definitely going to tease you a lot about this, and something told you he wouldn’t stop at the first kiss. “This human... gets to me...”;

It won’t take long at all before he wants another kiss. He will grab you and pull you again, this time into an even more intense one than before, putting all that dark emotion of his into that simple gesture. He even tries to pretend he isn’t enjoying it, but his tail wagging nonstop without him noticing gives him away completely. “I’m never going to live without this again...”;

The next day, the jackal acts as if absolutely nothing happened. He keeps a disdainful posture the whole time, arms crossed, without noticing that his expression looks softer than usual. He keeps watching you the entire time too, a mix of protectiveness and possessiveness, probably some crazy jackal instinct considering you his mate now. “She’s mine... no human has the right to touch her, ever...”;

--*--

You were sitting on the couch at home, distracted by the TV show, barely noticing the jackal approaching with almost stealthy steps.

When you least expected it, you felt a strong hand grabbing your chin, holding you in place, claws pressing against your skin. Looking to the side, you quickly saw Infinite’s imposing figure, his expression serious, his heterochromatic eyes analyzing you with meticulous focus.

“What are you doing?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“A small... test...” he said, his voice rough, leaving you with no idea what he meant.

However, the moment you opened your mouth to question him, you were caught off guard by the jackal suddenly leaning in, arching his body and bringing his muzzle close to your face.

To your shock, your lips were captured by his, and he wasted no time exploring the new territory, closing his eyes and savoring the new sensations.

The initial shock slowly faded, giving way to a pleasant feeling inside you. Sighing softly, you kissed him back, hearing Infinite let out a low growl when he realized you were matching his intensity.

The jackal opened his eyes, widening them, watching you in surprise, releasing a pleased whine.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting yourself sink into that unexpected moment.

Growling, Infinite broke the kiss, his fur standing, his breath ragged. However, a new intensity was present in his eyes, his gaze locked on your lips.

“You caught me off guard...” you said with a little laugh, and he opened a crooked smile on his muzzle, letting out a hoarse chuckle.

“That was my intention from the beginning... I just didn’t expect you to get this excited about it.” He slid his thumb across your lower lip, running his tongue over his sharp fangs as if savoring your taste.

“Such a naughty jackal...” you teased.

Snorting, he grabbed your chin again, pulling you into another kiss, even more intense than the previous one, tasting your lips, brushing his fangs against them, nibbling and pulling them gently.

Infinite knew he was already lost... But he also knew he was dragging you down with him.

Jet

The hawk had already thought about kissing you before. Many times, and you can put many into that. He was always there, with his eyes focused on your lips, wondering what it would feel like to press them against his beak. But that desire only grew on a certain day, when you ended up beating him in a silly little game competition. “This girl likes to play with fire...”;

Jet already had plenty of experience with kisses. He had already been with several Mobian girls before, his fame was a major attraction, even though none of them had meant anything to him. However, human girls were something new to the hawk. To him, a whole new world just waiting to be explored. “I’m dying to feel those lips... damn, feels like I’ve never kissed in my life...”;

He is extremely spontaneous, in fact, he didn’t even have a kiss in mind at that moment, but when he grabs your waist and pulls you closer, the impulsive idea pops into his head, making him quickly press his beak against your lips. “Can’t hide this anymore...”;

Jet completely forgets the world around him during the kiss. Finally achieving something he had wanted so badly had this effect on the hawk. He shut his brain off entirely to anything that wasn’t the feeling of your closeness and the soft kiss against his beak. “This feels way too good...”;

He knew he would love human lips the day he saw a human for the first time. And he was not wrong, the sensation against his beak was incredible, the softness of your skin against the rigid keratin of his beak, nothing compared to it. “Damn... I waited my whole life for this moment...”;

When the kiss ends, he pulls his face just a little away from yours, opening a small smirk, still not letting go of your waist, keeping you pressed against him. Jet keeps a provocative air about him, but nothing hides the clear happiness in his expression, in the way his feathers were ruffled and how his chest was puffed out. Completely proud of what he had just done. “I wanna get another taste of that...”;

You can bet it won’t even take ten minutes for him to want another kiss. He wants to first enjoy the closeness and process the first kiss with you before going for the next one, and another, and another. He’s already addicted to you and he doesn’t even know it. “Maybe... I wanna try that one more time...”;

The next day you won’t get even a bit of peace. He will stay completely glued to you, always touching you, keeping you close, stealing a little kiss whenever he can. He won’t want to let you go anytime soon, maybe never. Not to mention the teasing, flirting and remarks you’ll now have to get used to, they’ll be more frequent than you’d like. “No way I’m leaving my girl alone... She’s all mine...”

--*--

The living room was filled with a pleasant atmosphere while you and Jet were having fun with a small friendly card game that was slowly escalating into something more and more competitive. After all, Jet hated losing, even if it was in a silly kid’s game.

You looked at the cards in your hand; you clearly had very good cards, and judging by the faces the hawk made every time he glanced at his own hand, you could already guess he had a terrible one, it would be easy to beat him.

Jet adjusted himself on the couch beside you, scratching the feathers on his forehead, thinking of some strategy.

“Stupid game...” he muttered, drawing a card and tossing it onto the coffee table, looking back at you beside him.

Opening a mischievous little smile, you slowly lifted one of your cards, making suspense for him, who just rolled his eyes. When you played the card onto the pile, you then played another similar one, turning to him.

“Uno...” You emphasized the word, raising your single remaining card.

Jet frowned, clicking his tongue as he looked at the last card, huffing while he began drawing new cards, not having what he needed to play at that moment.

Finally, he drew a card he could play, placing it on the pile. Your smile only grew as you played your last card, yawning comically to rub in the victory.

“This game is unfair...” he complained, throwing the remaining cards onto the coffee table.

“Maybe not... you’re just bad at it...” you laughed, wanting to provoke his ego.

And it seemed to work. Quickly, the hawk’s hand grabbed your waist, pulling you closer to him on the couch; he looked at you challengingly.

“Still insist on playing with fire, huh?” he laughed huskily, his eyes shifting to your lips. “You gotta learn that when you play with fire... you get burned...”

In a swift movement, he grabbed your neck, pulling you into a kiss, your lips pressing against his beak. It was a clumsy kiss, even a little uncomfortable, but you didn’t care, what mattered was the feeling behind it.

Letting out a tiny laugh, you kissed him back, enjoying the moment, liking the closeness.

Slowly, Jet broke the kiss, sighing contently, looking at you with half-lidded eyes and a mischievous smirk, full of self-satisfaction over that intimate moment.

“Careful... I might end up wanting more of that...” he held your cheek gently.

“Oh yeah? Liked it that much?” you teased again, smiling at him.

“More than I’d like to admit...” he whispered, now giving a genuine smile. “At least it was better than those stupid cards...” he laughed.

“You’ve got that right... way better...” you held his cheek too, caressing his yellow beak.

“No surprise there... I wanna do that again...” he said, already leaning in.

“With pleasure...” Without thinking twice, you leaned toward him as well, ready to once again share what you both felt for each other.

Metal Sonic

Metal had never thought about things like kisses or relationships, it was expected, after all he is a robot, to him, these things were merely organic trivialities that didn’t concern him. However, something inside his programming began to change the day he saw some Mobian couples kissing. He spent long minutes analyzing that display of affection with curiosity, trying to process and understand it;

As expected, Metal had zero experience with kisses, it's hard when you’re a robot without a mouth. Even so, he had data on the subject, not only from observing in public but from long research in movies, books, and various media, trying to understand with his analytical logic why beings did that;

When Metal finally decides he wants to test it (he tried convincing himself it was only for research purposes), he calculates everything perfectly, even the appropriate angle for the kiss. He spends the whole day studying you to find the perfect and opportune moment. When he finally gets it, he doesn’t waste any time, pressing his metallic muzzle against your lips;

Even though he can’t feel 100% of what a kiss really is, just that was enough to confuse his programming. He expected only a silly display of affection, but he himself, in ways he didn’t understand, experienced sensations in his circuits he had never felt before;

He can’t exactly feel your lips, but he can imagine what they feel like, creating a mental scenario that matches the sensation. Metal doesn’t care much about the fact you’re human, especially since he’s never been romantically involved with Mobians either. But of course with you it was special, specifically with you;

When he pulled away, he began analyzing your expression, immediately noticing your satisfaction and happiness, seeing your wide smile. Deep down, internally, something in him indicated a pleasant sensation, something he normally didn’t feel. So he started associating kissing not as something trivial, but as a way to make you happy, that was the conclusion he reached;

If possible, he will go for another kiss right after, but he will look at you with a pleading, puppy-like expression, waiting for your approval before proceeding this time. And you can expect that whenever you’re feeling a bit down or not smiling as much, he will immediately go to your aid with another kiss;

The next day, he will almost literally become your loyal guard dog. Not even letting friends come near you. Something in him was making him somewhat possessive over you, though not even Metal understood the reason. Maybe his programming had associated your happiness with keeping you away from other living beings.

--*--

You were sitting on the bed, focused on a book before going to sleep. At your side, Metal stood still, eyes fixed, watching you analytically. If you weren’t so engrossed in the book, you would notice how his eyes seemed more focused on your lips than anything else.

Sighing, you closed the book, ready to finally go to sleep. Looking to the side, you saw the blue robot standing still, not moving. Anyone who didn’t know him would certainly be scared seeing him like that. But you were used to it, he was a silent robot sometimes.

“Well... good night, Metal...” Smiling at him, you leaned your body slightly toward him, reaching for the bedside table to put the book down.

However, suddenly, you felt his strong hand grabbing your wrist, controlled enough not to hurt you.

“Metal?” you looked at the robot, confused by his action.

But to your surprise, Metal suddenly moved quickly, leaning toward you, pressing his metallic snout against your mouth.

Your eyes widened at that, feeling him pressing the metal face against you—it was a tremendous shock and you didn’t understand at first, thinking he had only accidentally gotten too close.

However, you began doubting your own conclusion when Metal placed one hand on your cheek, pulling you impossibly closer while making subtle head movements that strongly resembled a kiss.

And with time, you realized that yes, it was a kiss. Clumsy in the way only a robot could manage, but still a kiss, and there he was, convinced he was doing perfectly while he was really just rubbing his metallic snout against your lips.

When he pulled away from the kiss, he remained still, watching you, seeking your reaction.

You couldn’t help it and let out a little laugh, opening a wide smile at how adorable he looked in that moment, trying to show feelings for you. Still watching you, Metal emitted a soft beep of doubt, questioning you, making you laugh again.

“Yeah, I liked it a lot... I had no idea you could do things like that.” you answered softly, looking at him sweetly.

Metal shrugged, letting out static. Apparently he wanted to say he didn’t understand how he knew how to do that either, how his programming allowed him to.

Approaching again, he stopped a few centimeters from your face, looking at you with his big red eyes. You laughed at how he was standing there, the way he had developed to ask for a kiss was adorable.

Laughing softly, you held his cold cheek.

“You can kiss me again... go ahead...” Without thinking twice, after processing your words, Metal again lowered the distance, kissing you in his own way once more, showing that even though he was a robot, he had abilities far beyond what was expected of him.

Mephiles

Mephiles had never been one to think about kisses or affection. It was also hard to think about those things when he was a being like him. A sadistic creature with no sense of compassion or empathy. To Mephiles, all of that was nothing more than a human façade to pretend affection toward others. “What a waste of time...”;

He had zero experience, after all, who would want to kiss a creature of darkness that only thought about destroying the world. However, for some reason Mephiles didn’t understand, he began to think about the topic more and more while watching you sleep at night, spending hours deep in thought and considering a few things. “Why does this... affect me so much?”;

When he decides to test it, he has no plan whatsoever, he simply decides on a whim that he’s going to do it, and so he does, wanting only to test why both Mobians and humans seemed to appreciate that so much. “Just out of curiosity... this won’t mean anything...”;

Even though he couldn’t exactly kiss you properly, he could feel the pressure of your lips on his muzzle. And he unfortunately had to admit to himself... that sensation was too much, and he slowly surrendered to it. “Impossible... I never felt anything like this.”;

Despite everything, what fascinated Mephiles the most were human lips. Soft, warm, pleasant to have pressed against his muzzle. He wished desperately to have a mouth somehow, he might even work a bit on his physical form to create a mouth and experience a kiss with you in the best way possible. “They seem like they were made just for me...”;

When he breaks the kiss, he looks at you impassively, analyzing your expression of surprise and happiness. And that was how Mephiles understood that it would be impossible to ever separate from you for the rest of his existence. “Mine... no one may come near...”;

He will pull you in for another kiss immediately, not wasting time with words or sappy things. He just wanted to feel you and know that you belonged only to him. “I won’t be able to go a second without this.”

The next day, expect that he will not stop following you for even a single second, walking disguised as your shadow through the streets, just to keep an eye on you, only waiting for the moment he could show his dark and possessive affection. “My dear... I will never let you walk alone again...”

--*--

You were distracted on your phone, in the hallway at home, checking some news and messages of the day. Suddenly, you noticed a shadow rising across the floor, elevating itself right in front of you.

Mephiles emerged, levitating exactly at the perfect height. He scanned the area meticulously.

“Is something wrong, Meph?” you asked, growing concerned at his sudden appearance in front of you.

But to your greater surprise and shock, the creature grabbed both your wrists, immobilizing you, then leaned in, pressing his muzzle to your mouth, kissing you as if his life depended on it.

For him, it was only a way for him to learn more from humans and develop more knowledge. But deep down he knew that no matter how much he tried to resist, it affected him... a lot.

He rubbed his muzzle against your face, feeling you kiss back, seeming to enjoy it just as much as he did.

Breaking the kiss, Mephiles pulled back for a moment.

“Wow... I didn’t think you, out of so many people in this world, would give me a kiss...” you teased him, but Mephiles only crossed his arms, keeping an impassive posture.

“Don’t get used to it...” he said quietly, looking away, not exactly blushing but seeming strangely shy. “It was solely for learning purposes...”

“Oh yeah?” you teased softly, opening your mouth to say something else, but were once again surprised by Mephiles, who pressed his muzzle against your face again, kissing you once more with even more intensity than before, sealing that dark pact you knew you could no longer escape from.