I got to spend much more time with Amy. I enjoyed her presence most nights, often preceded by a gentle plea for me to stay. Luckily, I could. My mission was more flexible, allowing me to take breaks I wanted… Often, I chose that time to be with Amy in her home.



I thought she would be more uncomfortable in my arms; instead, she might have even preferred how I felt. She snuggled herself into my hold while we lay in her bed, then she took the time to feel my torso before settling her arms around it. She sometimes played with the ridges of the front of my turbine or she'd let her hands wander down. Tonight, she clutched onto my robe and held onto it like it was a security blanket. I slightly adjusted my form so she could be more comfortable… No sharp edges to touch her and only warmth to reflect her own.



My beautiful Amy. She fell asleep very quickly after asking me to go to bed with her. I watched her as she settled… Her quills were straight and low, but the longer she lay there, the more messy and upright they became. She slightly hung her mouth open, causing her to let out quiet snores. She had a tiny spot of drool. Very cute. The entire time, she didn't let go of me. I was happy.



I eventually relaxed with her and turned my eyes off. I went into standby mode, organizing my data, getting rid of anything unnecessary… Admiring Amy some more. Her consistent rhythm of breaths soothed me. I thought of the first night we spent together, then the second, third, more… I wanted every night with her. I made it a goal.



The sun rose, so I knew Amy would soon rise with it. Her snoring abruptly stopped, then she relaxed, quiet… She stretched her legs and took in a deep breath, releasing all her tension with a sigh through her nose. One of her feet poked around to feel one of my legs… She intentionally tangled her legs with mine and nuzzled me further.



I heard her tail patting the bed. I turned on my eyes to watch her; her eyes were still closed while she sported a wide smile. She buried her face against me, so I could no longer see such a wonderful visage. I adjusted my hold and played with her quills.



Her tail continued, increased in frequency… then slowed down and stopped entirely. Her breaths slowed as well…



… She fell back asleep.



My Amy was precious to the point that I could no longer resist her allure. I enjoyed her form against mine… I wanted to be closer.



I gently brought my muzzle to hers. The gesture made her ears twitch. She slightly opened her eyes, then let out another sweet moan as I pressed my muzzle to hers again. She opened her mouth, kissed me back with her soft lips. I held her head there with one of my hands and savored her. In my true form, I could taste her. Her tongue… I wanted it again.



I gave myself a mouth and locked it with hers. She let out a surprised squeak, grappling for my head as I pressed against her. Another moan, addicting to hear. Her fur, addicting to feel. She was soft. Breasts against me. Legs, malleable when I squeezed them…



I only ended the kiss so she could breathe. I still wanted to feel her. No, I needed. I needed to feel every part of her. Inside.



"Good morning," she purred, bringing me out of my train of thought. She gave me a dazed grin, already drunk from our love.



Instead of reply, I kissed her again. She let out a pleased breath; her back arched, pressing her chest against me. Of course she wanted more. I would generously provide her with everything.



When our mouths parted, she bit her lower lip and smiled as she examined me. "You're my favorite thing to feel in the morning…~"



I got rid of my mouth. "I am your favorite always," I replied.



She giggled. "You're my favorite person… my favorite lover, my favorite machine, my favorite shade of blue…" She caressed my quills and gently tugged me back down. She kissed my muzzle again. "My favorite pillow in bed~ I'm so happy you've been sleeping with me…"



"I want to penetrate you."



Amy's eyes widened. She grinned, her cheeks flushing more. "Right to it, huh?"



"Yes."



"I don't know…~"



"… How do you not know?" I huffed. "Your skin is flushed. You desire me."



Amy let out an airy sigh. "Maybe I just had a nice dream?" She let go of me and playfully turned away, rolling over to her side.



"I very well know your temperature and heartbeat when you're aroused."



"Maybe you're malfunctioning."



"How dare you. I am functioning perfectly. I will show you how perfect," I growled. I grabbed her backside as she turned away from me, and she arched herself more into my hand as I expected. I pulled down her pajama pants and her underwear, discarding both to the side. I trailed my claws up her powerful legs… Divine. My desire to penetrate her increased. "… You are also perfect," I muttered.



Her tail repeatedly swished. She lifted herself enough to take her shirt off, then completely exposed herself to me. "Mm, thanks for helping with my pajamas. It is kinda hot in here."



"Because of me. I am a high temperature because I will bear myself inside of you."



"If you say so," she hummed.



"I do say so!" I snapped.



She let out another dramatic yawn and rolled to her stomach. She nuzzled her head into the pillows, though notably her hips were slightly raised. She displayed herself for me… So available… I almost worried it was a trap.



… I narrowed my eyes. Was it a trap?



… I did not care. I wanted to be inside. Whatever tricks she had, I would overcome them. I formed my excellent sexual anatomy, a penetrator worthy of entering her beautiful body. I angled myself with her hips and--



She completely dropped her hips, preventing me from entering her. I angled myself over her completely and lowered myself to--



She pushed herself down between my legs, so my magnificent cock touched her back instead of her alluring insides.



"What's wrong, Metal?" she asked in a light voice. "Aren't you gonna cuddle me~? If you sit up like that, all the cold air enters our blankets…~"



"You are being incredibly insolent," I said, firm. "Stay still."



I grappled her hips, yet she still managed to move up again when I tried to mount her. She laughed because I was clearly getting angry. She moved down enough for the tip of my cock to grace her--



She jerked forward the second we touched. I lunged for her, making her squeal and giggle. She rolled around in our brief struggle. I pinned her by the shoulders and finally thrust in from behind--



She gasped. "Obsidian! Obsidian!"



The safe word. I took myself out… As pleasurable as the sensation was, it was very brief. It also felt somewhat different. "What did I do?"



"Th-that was my ass!" she stammered. I sat up and glanced down at her backside… I… Ah. The two holes were very close. "I-I wasn't ready for that! Genuinely!"



"You were squirming!" I yelled. "… I apologize. I will only penetrate your primary sexual anatomy."



"It's okay. You were just going at a force you knew I could take…" She shivered a little. "You have to be careful with your huge dick, Metal~"



I was pleased. My sexual anatomy was very large because I felt more of Amy and because she also reacted strongly to my girth. I caressed her hips again. "So you admit your feverish desire."



"No~"



I attempted to properly mount her this time, but she struggled with me once more. We wrestled until I finally straddled her down. I confidently thrust inside her… Mmh… She wholly welcomed me and enveloped every inch. Her gasp, far more delighted.



"Metal…!"



Euphoric… Her voice and body brought me bliss. "You were ready," I said, pleased.



She moaned and clawed into her pillows, instead allowing me to keep a grip on her succulent thighs. Her tail rapidly wagged against my torso, giving me the answer I wanted. "R-ready for what?" she asked.



I spoke with my body instead, repeatedly bearing myself inside her to create a cacophony of ecstasy. No matter our position, regardless of our angle, I experienced overwhelming pleasure… I could never truly resist her.



She let out short, eager panting that escalated into sweet moans. Her insides, incredibly warm and pulsing. I enjoyed how we felt, but I wanted to see her face. As I held myself over her, I brought my hand under her chin and turned her head so she could see me from the side.



Her face was delightfully red. She squirmed under me a little more--



She bucked her hips! I nearly got knocked away. I growled at her, both angry and immensely aroused. She was incredibly strong… I wanted to see all of her power and conquer it. I saw the fire in her eyes and knew she would provide me with the energy I desired. I wanted to pleasure her so deeply that she would wholly submit.



I reveled in the fact that I could. I was the most powerful. Even one so strong as Amy Rose moaning and begging for me, for my mass, my love… The more she fought, the more I savored it. She lost to me and her pleasure was my reward. I would generously return it, occupying her deepest point, allowing my body to fill hers…



My own thoughts caused me to get carried away. I had been slapping my girth inside my beautiful Amy and nearly rewarded her before it was earned. I had to dampen my pleasure, no matter how badly I wanted to burst… I wanted to burst. I wanted to overload. I wanted. I wanted, I wanted, I wanted--



Stop. Stop thinking about it. The sexual anatomy had far too many nerve endings sending me signals. I released some of my tension with a groan of my own. I wanted to burst, but I could not. Not yet.



"You're so close," she purred.



"Close is when you are screaming," I replied, firm. "Scream for me," I said. "Admit you are no match for my cock."



"G-get…" She let out a soft moan, doing her very best to hide it. "Get over yourself!" she yelled with much more energy.



I thrust into her with more force. The more she spoke, the deeper I wanted to be. I wanted to feel her everywhere. Her body shuddered as she became more and more susceptible to my addicting movements. She would scream sooner or later.



Instead of watch her head, I grabbed her torso. She bucked against me more by planting her hands against the bed's back board. Her balance prevented me from getting as deep as I wanted. She squeezed her legs in such a way to trap my sexual anatomy and wring me to… to completion…



"Nnh…" I let out another unfortunate sound. I could make her rupture in a climax in under a minute, yet she had become so difficult since we first tried. Lowering my own sensitivity would work if I didn't instinctively heighten it again… I fought both Amy and my own will.



…!



I knew how to end it. She would scream for me like I said. I was foolish for not thinking of it before.



I added a function to my cock and heavily lowered its sensitivity for my plan. When I next moved in, I activated it--



Amy gasped and completely threw her head back. She screamed, sucked in another gasp, and wildly trembled. My sexual anatomy vibrated inside her with a powerful motor, not unlike the pink, wand-like device she liked to use. Her voice was delightfully heightened, confused.



I cackled. "Yes!" I exclaimed. She was stunned, allowing me to sink my claws into her and deeply embed my cock into her. She screamed again, desperately trying to speak through her ecstasy. She was a few movements from surrendering to an explosive orgasm.



"Vibr…" She moaned out. "Vibrator?!"



The vibrations felt incredibly pleasing to me as well… I rubbed against her, more and more. I heightened my sensitivity just a little…



More… More…



"Come!" I knocked her hips with mine.



"N-no!" She panted out. "I won't! I won't--!!" She gasped again and arched her back; her insides squeezed me, begged me to stay… She briefly lost control of her body as she felt the love only I could provide.



I laughed again. I won. I won, I conquered her. Mine. Mine to love, to feel, to become one with… She could lose control to her desires without issue. I would keep her safe. There was no safer place than in my arms. My body, perfect for hers. Perfect.



All my tension unleashed through my cock. Perfect. Perfect. I briefly lost my vision. I felt static course through my whole body. I could hear nothing but her excited breathing. Good! I felt good.



I had so much to give. So much for Amy, for my beautiful Rosy… She wanted every drop of fluid I could produce. She did so well to lose, I couldn't help but reward it all. Love… I was happy. I was love.



I had an inclination to use my voice but I heard none of it. Once regaining full autonomy, I stopped the vibrations so I could enjoy filling her. I held her completely since she stopped holding herself up with her arms. She buried her face in her pillow and breathed in the space between the edge of the pillows and the mattress. She lightened her grip on the bedsheets once I finished.



"You…!" Amy quietly moaned to herself, still face down. "You cheated!"



… I laughed. "Cheated? How?"



"You turned your dick into a vibrator!"



"How is that cheating?" I asked. I was very amused. I lay over her since I had no desire to leave her gorgeous form.



"You were going to come first until you did that!"



"Mm…" I ran my hands down her body and savored her. She trembled again; her tail rapidly wagged before she noticed and abruptly stopped. I loved her. "I have honored our rules, Rosy," I said, pleased. "There is no rule about changing my form."



"W-well…!" She sounded like she would say something in protest, but she never did. "Ah…~" She made a lovely sound instead. Her tail started back up.



"I can do anything to you," I softly spoke by one of her ears. "You have said it yourself. I am the ultimate lover."



She shivered again, briefly stretching her limbs. I felt her insides pulse once more. "Hooh…" She turned her head to the side in an attempt to look at me. I pressed my muzzle to hers and enjoyed our closeness. "It's setting in, yeah," she muttered. "What other surprises do you have for me each morning?"



"You will find out."



She reached to kiss me, so I made it much easier for her. We adjusted so she lay on her side while I held her from behind. We fully calmed down and shared a quiet moment with one another… I very much enjoyed being inside her, though I had relaxed. Even so, I felt too much comfort to remove my sexual anatomy.



I reached one of my hands and placed it over hers. Soft… I trailed my claws down her arm. I was supposed to find Amy inferior and insignificant as an organic being. She had flesh that could bruise, bones that could break… Yet, when I looked at her, I could only think about how smooth she was. Her skin, soft… Her fur, even softer… Her quills, her lips, her breasts, her stomach, her hips. How wonderful she was to be a fragile creature. How delightful it was that I could touch her and have her react, make her flush, incite sounds of arousal and surprise and relief. I could feel her with full accuracy because of my gathered data.



Satisfied with admiring her body, I rested my hand back on hers.



"Metal…" She murmured my name in her sweetest, most gentle voice.



"My Rosy."



Her tail hit my torso over and over with its usual pace, before eventually, it slowed and went off-rhythm.



She let out a long sigh… Her heartbeat slowed and one of her ears slightly fell. Another gentle breath told me she fell asleep once more.



…



Amy thought of surprises, so I began to wonder about the same.



When I turned my eyes off, completely removed my ability to feel, it was like nothing was there at all. But my other alarms went off. There was something in close proximity, something touching me, increasing my temperature, blocking my path. I turned my eyes back on.



She was in my vision, not as a fabrication or an error or a hopeless dream. I gave myself the ability to feel again. I closed my hand over hers. The greatest surprise: Amy Rose was real.