《In Love with A Criminal》You Truly are a Bad Guy
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Shadow's POV
I awoke beside my kidnapper. He was peacefully sleeping. I removed the chain from my collar, which was in his hand. I slowly crawled out of the bed and walked quietly out of the room. I looked around for my chaos emerald. Where had he put it? I looked in the bookshelves, dressers around the house.
Maybe it's in his dresser. I walked back in his room and searched the dresser's drawers. There were many things in there, but not a single thing was my chaos emerald he had stolen from me the day he had taken me away.
I decided to break out. I tried opening the window in his room but they were locked closed. If I broke one, he'd awake. I looked at all the other windows. They were all locked. I went over to the door, which was locked of course. My ears perked up as an idea sprung in my head. I went over to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I'd used the knife to unscrew the door knob. It only had two screws.
I had taken one out and let it drop on the floor. I hurried to unscrew the second one. My hands were trembling, it was hard to do this. I'm so ready, I'm ready to get out of this fowl place. I dropped the knife and picked it right up, now trembling twice as much. The second screw fell to the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?"
My ears perked up.
"I asked you a question."
I let my ears fall. I turned around facing my kidnapper. I hid the knife behind me. "Nothing..." I said in a high voice. He looked at me.
"What's the knife for?" He asked.
"What knife?" I took it away from my pants. "Oh! This knife. I found it and wanted to put it back." My voice cracked. He commanded me to come closer using his finger, I dropped on all four. I was scared, I crawled into the corner.
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"I said to come."
I only whispered and shook my head. I put my head to my knees. I heard his footsteps, I trembled. Then everything went quiet. I took my head away from my knees and looked around for him. He was no longer there. Something grabbed me by the throat.
"Argh!" I groaned. Scourge tightened his grip on my throat. "I can't- Ah... Breathe." My eyes started to water.
"You disgust me!" I was thrown a couple of feet into the air and hit the cold hard floor.
"Ah!" I gasped for air to fill my lungs.
"You piece of filth. You thought you could escape... You're even stupider than I thought." I got up and started running, but didn't get far before I was pinned down by Scourge. "You're mine and no one else's!" He shouted.
"Okay, okay, okay! I'm only yours!" I said trembling under him.
"I don't think you seem to get that through your head. Maybe your need a little push..." He whispered in my ear. My eyes widen. I struggled underneath him.
"No! Scourge! I don't want to!" I cried.
"Yes! You want to!" He said only tightening his grip on my wrists.
"Let me go! I don't want to! I don't want to!" He pierced through me like a knife. "AAAHHH! Get it out!" I shouted, I couldn't bare the pain. Tears spilled from my eyes.
"Oh... Yes, it feels so good..." He moaned as he began to thrust, not letting me adjust to his size.
"It hurts! Scourge! Please! I'm begging you!" I struggled to get away from him.
"Oh my... I think I'm- Oh..." He moaned as he went slow. I tried biting his hand, but I couldn't get my head to his hand. "Ah... Ooooh..." He groaned as he began thrusting at sonic speed.
"W-Wait! T-Too fast!" I cried. After several more minutes of torture, he let me go when the white substance made its way into my body. I crawled a couple of feet away from him, but my legs were numb; I fell to the floor. Tears covered my muzzle. He chuckled.
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"You make it feel like the first time, Stripes. I like that." He smirked evilly at me. I looked back at him.
"You truly are a bad guy..." I got up and ran inside a dark room.
Narrator's POV
It took him a while to grow out of his lust, but realize what he had done in a matter of seconds. He ran throughout the house looking for Ebony. He couldn't find him anywhere. He decided to calm down, he was out in the hallway taken deep breaths. He heard sobbing coming from somewhere. It was quiet but loud enough for Emerald's sensitive ears to hear. He kept getting closer to the source of the noise.
He found himself in front of the basement door. He took the knob in his hand and opened the door. He tried to switch the lights on, but there was no electricity down there. He heard a gasp, and the sobs stopped.
"Shadow are you down here?" He asked. There was silence. "Listen, I'm not here to hurt you. I want to apologize for what I did."
"G-Go away..." A small frightened voice said. "Y-You hurt m-me..." Scourge couldn't see anything. He squinted and tried to get used to the dark, but just couldn't. He found himself in front of a bookshelf. He felt around it. A long round object was felt by this hands. He found a button on it. Clicking it, a bright light came out from it.
It was dusty in there. He noticed blood droplets on the floor. He started to follow them. They stopped. The light shown on a shoe, a shoe he recognized. He ran the light up the figure's legs and body. Finally to the figure's face. Ebony sat in the corner. He gasped as he was discovered.
Emerald walked over to him and crouched down, taking a hand out to reach for Ebony.
"Don't touch me!" Ebony simply made himself smaller. "Please..."
"No, no... Baby I won't hurt you." Scourge said softly. He put a hand on one of Shadow's knees. Shadow gasped. "Don't worry. I'm here to make you feel better." Ebony gave in and cuddled his head to Emerald's chest, whimpering. "Shh... There, there. It's alright." Emerald soothly said. He took the black furry in his arms and carried him to the bathroom.
After a pleasant shower, Emerald applied an ointment to Ebony's redden and slightly swollen entrance. Ebony was exhausted. He cuddled next to Emerald on the couch and took a small nap before being awoken by Emerald for dinner time.
Dinner was nothing big, it was just a small plate of mac and cheese for the one eating on the floor along with a couple of vegetables, which he ate first to get them over with.
After dinner, Ebony was carried to Emerald's bedroom. He sat on the bed.
"Listen Shadow. Today was my fault, and I want to say sorry for what I did to you. I was a real ass to treat you like that. I guess can get a little carried away." He explained. Ebony gladly forgave him. They cuddled together in the bed. Ebony was sound asleep, but Emerald remained awake.
Scourge's POV
Why do I feel like this? Every time I hurt him, I end up apologizing instead of just letting it be. I like seeing others suffer, especially that Sonic pest; but why not Shadow? All I wanted was some fun...
I never meant to fall in love...
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