I spent another evening with Metal at his base. We hadn't really gone on any dates since we had to be extra careful for the time being... So, I thought we could do something a bit more low-key!



"Let's have a date here!" I beamed to Metal. I sat on the couch in the base's master bedroom, while Metal was behind me, putting away a book in one of the cabinets.



I heard him approach. "What can we do?" He asked.



"Hmm... I didn't get that far, admittedly," I said with a nervous laugh. It wasn't time to tell him I brought my toys from home... "I guess we could just hang out? I wanna learn more about you, Metal."



He sat beside me. "What would you like to know?"



He was very good at asking direct questions that I honestly struggled how to answer. I mumbled a little in thought, then playfully wrapped my arms around him and leaned against him. I let my weight take me down, so I flopped across his lap and looked up at him with a grin.



He lovingly caressed my face, claws very gently touching me before brushing back my quills. He put one of his arms under me to better hold me, then held one of my hands when he was done messing with me.



I hummed as I tried to think of what to ask him. "What do you like to do in your spare time, other than watering flowers?" I asked.



"Not much, to be honest," he replied, lifting his head as he thought of my question. "I do like honing my skills, becoming better. Combat is one way of course, though I study others passively as well. I watch and monitor."



"I guess that makes sense. You do a lot of surveillance for Eggman, right?"



"I do... But I like to watch anyway. Sometimes I watch the clouds move by, or I watch the sky change colors. There have been occasions where watching for long enough makes me want to fly and reach the distance."



I smiled. "That sounds really nice..."



"Really?" He asked. "It sounds boring to me."



"There's beauty in the mundane. You can't have all that excitement without those slow moments to balance it out. If life was always exciting, well... Nothing would be exciting anymore."



He tilted his head while he looked at me. "I suppose you're right," he replied. "I do like traveling on my own to use my abilities. I'm rarely sent on missions that take me farther out unless my Master is also going that far..." He unfurled our hands, instead feeling my palm and fingers. "I understand combat is viewed as an unfortunate necessity for you and your allies, but for me... It's like an itch I need to scratch. I need to rip something apart, to destroy it..." He averted his eyes. "I'm unsure if this is part of my core design or if it's simply what I like to do."



My face was on fire. I don't know why his explanation did something to me.



"I'll say..." He trailed his hand to my face and traced one of my cheeks with his claws. "I get that same itch towards you, Rosy. What we've done together, the physical intimacy, it satisfies that part of me."



"Th-the part that wants to destroy?" I asked. We just started our silly little date and I was already wanting to jump his metaphorical bones. Maybe something was wrong with me instead...



"Yes," he replied. "Of course, I don't want to hurt you. It's hard to explain. I think I simply... Want to feel." He ran his hand down my body and settled at my waist. "I enjoy feeling you..."



My tail was wagging so hard. "I enjoy it too..." I blushed more. "If I was anyone else, being told you get an itch to rip into me would freak me out," I muttered.



"Why doesn't it freak you out, then?" He asked.



It was my turn to look away. "Uhh... I-it's... Kind of hot, I guess..."



"You desire my violence?"



"N-n-not like that!" I stammered. "I like your passionate choice of words... It feels like you've ripped into me before..."



"Hm... Maybe that's why it satisfies me, then." He played with the fabric of my dress. "Do you have any other questions, Rosy?"



"Um...! Let's take a step back... You mentioned you like watching... So, uh... Have you watched me?"



"Yes," he replied. "I've seen you explore the city, travel with your hammer... Your shopping trips, your get-togethers. This was for surveillance of course, though I admit I always enjoyed watching you."



I was more concerned that his declaration wasn't a red flag. Oh, yeah, my boyfriend professionally stalks others, no big deal. We were always on opposing sides, so I couldn't really hold it against him... And he was pretty weird, so it was endearing in a way. Wow, listen to me.



I cleared my throat and asked a more specific question:



"Have you ever watched me, like... Just because you wanted to?"



He averted his eyes. "Yes... There were many days I debated on confessing to you, but I struggled on a proper time. Sometimes I wanted to fight you just to be close, but I didn't want..." His voice trailed off. "I don't know."



"I'm glad you finally confessed to me, Metal. You helped me a lot, too," I softly replied. I sat up and straddled my legs over him, then I cradled his head with my hands.



He was quiet for a long while. "... Why do you love me, Rosy?"



My eyes widened. "How could I not? You remembered things that no one else did... You always left me flowers simply because you wanted me to be happy. All the love you gave me over the years... I haven't ever seen your kind of commitment before. Once it all hit me, I became totally captivated by you."



He looked like he wanted to protest, but I wasn't gonna let him.



"And every day I love you more. I love your personality, your quirks and behaviors... Your passion is my favorite. You're so expressive."



"Often I'm believed to be the opposite," he mumbled.



"Well, others don't pay attention." I softly kissed him on the muzzle. "And they missed out, because you're my handsome boyfriend."



He tilted his head at me. "Rare for you to be possessive," he purred.



"We belong to each other~" I settled against him. His body was warm while his quills were cool. I slid my hands from his quills to his face, then gave him another smooch.



"I have a question for you, Rosy," he brought up after a lull in our conversation.



"Hmm?"



"A while ago, I asked you if you desired me before I confessed, and you said you had a dream about it. Do you remember that dream?" he asked.



I was back to being a mess. "Parts of it, yeah..." I pressed myself against him and leaned my head on one of his shoulders. "We were, uh, fooling around in some room. It was a long time ago, so I don't know all that happened, but I remember your claws going down my chest," I explained with a heavy blush. "It felt wrong and yet so right..."



"Wrong because of our opposing sides, right?"



I nodded. "I remember feeling so embarrassed when I woke up. It wasn't like I was being held against my will or anything..."



Metal played with the bottom of my dress again. "You feel embarrassed often when it comes to intense romantic feelings. Why?"



"I-it's not because of you!" I quickly replied. "I... I don't know, though. I just do..."



As he settled his arms behind me, he graced one of his hands by my tail. I wagged without even realizing it. "I do think your flustered nature is... cute," he replied.



"I'm just... I mean, I've never really..." I really did feel silly when I said the words aloud. "I've never been that, uh... romantic. With anyone. So it's easy for me to feel a bit overwhelmed. Taking care of my own business is one thing, but with you, I..." I genuinely didn't know how to describe what I was going through.



"You have given me countless new feelings, Rosy. I am glad I get to do the same for you," he said. Ugh, he was lovely...



I started to think more about everything 'new' and I realized Metal was at the forefront of all of those, too. "Y-you... You were even my first real kiss!" I covered my face with my hands. "Everyone would think I'd have kissed someone seriously by now, but...!"



"Do you care that I have no mouth?"



I slid my hands off my face to look at him. I focused on his muzzle... I really have smooched that thing an unbearable amount of times. "No," I muttered. "I like the literal spark between us..."



I couldn't help myself... I leaned in and tenderly kissed him on the muzzle. I felt that little shock pass between us. I could so easily get carried away... I kissed him again.



I stopped because I realized maybe I shouldn't get like this so early in our date! We had to do something else to build up to--



He pulled me back in, holding the back of my head to keep me close. I let out a muffled squeak I didn't mean to... I was on fire again! Maybe it wasn't so bad to make out and touch each other the whole time...



Ugh, I was thinking too much! I separated our muzzles and put on my bravest face: "Why don't you get embarrassed, huh?!"



"I'm still trying to comprehend the situation of you in front of me at all."



Why did that make me crazier?! I couldn't even reply! The noise that came out of me sounded so dumb!



Oh my God, and he made that adorable purr that he denied ever making. I needed to be closer. I had to grind against him or something or I'd combust.



I... Screw it. "I brought something. For... me. But you-- you... Hold on." I hopped off of him and scrambled to the nightstand I hid my toys away in. I wasn't sure I was ready to get obliterated by the dildo so I opted to grab the cute pink pleasure wand I brought. I turned around and -- "AHH!" He was right in front of me!



"You are acting more erratic than usual," he said, his arms crossed as he examined me. "Did our discussion make you... aroused?"



"Maybe..." Honestly, he hardly had to do anything to make me aroused and that was the real embarrassing part. Why couldn't I just be normal? And I was about to make it worse. I felt so conflicted, but it really wasn't because of him. It was me. All the time I spent going after someone else, only to fall in love with Metal and to experience so many firsts with him--



My and Metal's relationship could've happened earlier if I moved on from Sonic when I first got rejected. I could've understood Metal and gone through all of this and fully embraced everything we loved about each other. I...



Did I deserve him?



My heart immediately sank. I couldn't believe I was going through the very thing I lectured him about on our, like, third ever date.



He held me, breaking my train of thought. My worries vanished just as fast... I loved being wrapped in his arms. My chest pressed against his, I felt the gentle hum of his body functioning and heard his turbine dispelling whatever heat he had. I let myself fold into his embrace. Regardless of what I deserved, I loved him anyway.... I loved him so much. I'd allow myself to be a little selfish.



"I might have mistaken my arousal for yours," he said.



My ears stood straight up. "Y-your arousal?"



"Nevermind. I think you're aroused again."



"What, are you studying me?!" I yelled because I didn't want to tell him he was kinda right. My emotions were all over the place.



"Yes."



I blushed more. "Give me a second...!" I broke his hold and couldn't bear to look at him for a brief moment. I took a deep breath to collect myself. "... You wanna... do something for me?"



He lovingly touched my face and I was seriously gonna scream. "Always, Rosy," he purred. I...



Screw it! Screw it!!! I put the pleasure wand in his other hand, then feverishly crossed my arms.



"... What is this?" he asked, letting go of my face. He tilted his head as he examined the toy, touched the ribbed sides at its bulbed end. "Why a silicone device with a motor?"



"It's a... You... Use it like your claws," I eventually sputtered out. "You rub the end of it against me."



He examined it for a little while longer, then he stared at me. "You don't want me to touch you...?"



"I do want you to touch me! It's..." I might have hurt his feelings. "It's not a replacement. It's another tool you can use while we're together."



He stared at the wand for a while longer... I wasn't sure he was a fan of the idea. I sighed.



"We don't have to. I'm sorry, Metal." I reached for the wand to take it back, but he moved his hand out of my reach. I blinked.



"Why does it have a motor?" he asked. He noticed a button on the side and pressed it.



Vrrrr! The wand vibrated to life. Metal stared at it for a while longer. He pressed the button again, the vibration upping in frequency and volume.



I blushed as I watched him. Maybe he wouldn't like using it on me, but I did like the sight of him holding it...



He pressed the button again, this time the wand pulsing with timed vibrations. He kept pressing the button to check what all the patterns were until it looped back to the original, persistent vibration setting.



"... I see," he finally said. He held the button, which turned it back off. He turned to look at me. "Disrobe."



I don't think my eyes have ever been wider. "What did you say to me?!"



"Take your clothes off."



"Y-you--" My heart was pounding. I never expected him to just... say that. "We're going to get something clear right now! You won't boss me around no matter what's in your hand! Ask nicely!"



"Why fight the idea? You said you wanted to be pleasured. It happens faster if you listen to me." He briefly examined me, then went back to glancing at the toy. He sounded so... nonchalant!



"Because I'm not just going to roll over for you! There's a finesse to things!" I yelled, flushing more.



"I recall you also responded in a very interesting way when I wasn't nice before," he said as he closed the already short distance between us.



I barely understood it myself. I really, really liked his attitude... But I wasn't going to make anything easy for him. If he wanted to have such a huge ego, he had to earn it.



"I can scan you," he said, touching me under my chin. His eyes darted down my torso. "I know your temperature, your heartbeat, how each muscle moves." He snatched me by the waist and pulled me against him--



The wand pushed against my crotch, and suddenly, it turned on. My ears shot straight up and I sucked in a gasp.



"So I know how your body responds to my words."



"Oh, fuck," I whimpered out. I didn't realize I said it until after the fact. The wand was at its lowest setting and I had my underwear on and I still felt like I was being obliterated. I grabbed onto Metal's shoulders to better balance myself. I was ready for him to push me onto the bed.



Okay, I wasn't really good at making him work for it yet. I felt the rush of pleasure and fully wrapped my arms around him and kissed him with absolutely zero resistance on my part. He lightly rubbed the toy against me and pressed his muzzle back. His torso felt warm... I could feel it through my dress.



A thought shot through my head that I'd feel more with my dress off. Ugh...! I felt myself melting. There was no way I could do what he told me-- not so soon.



"What are you thinking about, Rosy?" he asked. His voice was surprisingly soft. I bit my lower lip, unsure of whether to answer him genuinely or keep it going. In times of battle, I had to follow my instinct...



I pushed him away from me, causing him to let me go. I grappled the bottom of my dress. "I'm doing this because the room is too hot, not because you told me," I huffed. As I pulled my dress up and over my head, I almost thought I wore too little. I thought of wearing bras and maybe stockings more often that took longer to take off. As soon as my dress came off, I already felt vulnerable and at the mercy of whatever he wanted to do.



I rubbed my thighs together and hoped to hide that I was obviously wet. Even though we've already been together a few times, my nerves skyrocketed. I knew it'd feel good and I wanted him to play with me, but that brief moment we were apart left too much room to think.



"The boots, too."



My focus totally broke. I stared at Metal again, wide-eyed. "I-I'm not listening to you! Take them off yourself!" I yelled.



We both froze in place.



"Very well," he said.



He sped over to me with a short burst of his turbine and pinned me down to the bed. I yelped in surprise-- how did I forget he could do that?! I renewed my mission to make him work for it, kicking him with one of the very boots he aimed to take off.



He grabbed my leg with his free hand--



He pressed the end of the wand against me again, and I briefly seized from the vibrations. He pulled the boot off my leg, then grabbed my thigh and pressed into it to balance himself as he climbed onto the bed. His legs went under mine. The way he positioned over me made me feel like the wand was something else...



I steeled myself again and knocked him away with one of my arms, then used the momentum to straddle myself over him. He tried grabbing my wrist, but I blocked him by clasping his hand. We tightened our grips.



He was playing with me... I didn't use that much force, but he let himself be knocked back anyway. His eyes were bright and focused right on me, only very briefly looking down at my body before staying on my face.



I pinned his other arm back. He didn't even have to do anything; I was already overcome with heat, my breaths were heavier.



He pressed the button to turn the wand off. There was a very slight glitch in his eyes. I blinked.



He slammed me against the bed. I didn't even know how-- I-- it was so fast! He kept me against the bed with one of his legs while he propped my other leg up, then he pulled off my remaining boot, all while his focus stayed on me. Despite how calculated his movements were, he gave away his excitement with the sound of his turbine. His position caused our crotches to press against each other.



As soon as he released the pressure holding me down, I moved away from him and sat up and against the bed's pillows. I propped myself up with my hands and my legs were way more open than I realized at first. Metal crawled over to me before I could close my legs, planting one of his hands on top of mine. Our chests were together again, our faces very close...



He leaned in and pressed his muzzle to mine. I leaned in, too... I didn't care that my tongue had nothing to go into. I felt him and felt that shock that connected us.



I heard the vibrator turn on again. Where was--



I forgot about his other hand! He pressed the wand against me, this time carefully. It was weird how fast I untensed. He tightened his hand around mine, and I used my free hand to keep his head against me.



I kissed him again, again. The wand sent a wave of pleasure up my body that made me lower and squeeze him between my legs.



"You still have on your underwear," he said, tone soft but sentence matter-of-fact. "Let me see all of your beautiful form, Rosy."



The way he said it made me feel so loved. I wanted to listen to him this time. Even still, I managed to mutter out something else: "You know how to take it off."



The wand went up my crotch, then slowly left me again. I trembled a little from the feeling that lingered. He positioned himself upright and stared down at my underwear. Turning off the toy one more time, he put it beside himself, then touched my crotch with the tips of his claws.



That felt good, too. I shivered again; he raked up my underwear, then touched the ends of the fabric. Finally releasing his other hand, he used both to slide my underwear down my hips. I lifted myself to make it easier for him.



I didn't know why this made me as hot as it did. He touched me so gently. He slowly maneuvered himself to pull the underwear off my legs, and then he briefly examined them before tossing them off the bed. His gaze returned to me again, at first at my face, then slowly down my body.



Something clicked with me. Of course I believed him whenever he said his feelings about me... I knew he loved me. He said I brought him pleasure, and by now we knew his lack of anatomy didn't do anything to stop our togetherness. In that moment, though... I knew he truly desired me. We connected on a feeling we shared with each other.



His eyes met mine again, and he closed in on what was hopefully the last time we'd be apart. I slid back and brought his head down. I kissed him again.



My lips slowly separated from him. "Please don't leave me," I said quietly.



He stared at me, completely unmoving.



His... turbine stopped. I didn't like that.



Fssshhhhh! Steam came out of all his joints, under his head and even out the sides of his ears.



...



I laughed.



"... Why are you laughing?!" he yelled, his voice higher. I heard his turbine again.



I totally lost myself in giggles. He was so cute. "I never saw let out steam before!" I explained. "Did I overload you again? Is that what that was?"



"No!" he snapped. So, yes.



I held onto his head and playfully kissed him. He responded with a growl, though notably he didn't push himself away.



I smiled and took a second to admire him. I loved feeling the bolts on his cheeks. I kissed him again, then said: "You didn't pop a circuit this time, so that's good, right? Or was what happened even worse?"



"I am not telling you."



I giggled again. "Did I give you another new feeling?"



"No... It's one I always had."



Just like that, I was a mess again. I blushed hard.



"You have some nerve laughing when I have the advantage," he huffed. "I will make different sounds come out of you."



"Yeah~? You're that sure?"



He growled again and pulled me down to lay back more, all while I giggled. He grabbed the toy again, propped one of my legs and watched me while more upright... He was still for a little while.



Him doing nothing actually made me sweat. "W...Well?"



Oh God, he noticed. He tilted his head as he stared at me for a little longer. I realized his brief burst of flustered behavior wouldn't stop him from being calculated. Was this good for me? Bad? B-both?



He put my leg back down and leaned over me again. There was a heavy pause between us.



"I changed my mind," he said.



My eyes about bulged out of my head. "Huh?! No! No! Y-you can't do that!"



"Just did."



"Th-th-that's crazy! We did all that and you just-- hohh...!" He interrupted me with the damn vibrating wand! His face was near me so I couldn't keep track of his han-- "Ohh...!" He really pressed it in, making me arch my back.



He laughed then. It was like a cackle; I should've found it silly or disturbing, but all it did was make my body tingle more.



I lost every ounce of dignity and threw my head back. It felt so good. I was already building up the pressure and ready to burst from our wrestling around... I regained just enough composure to remind myself I didn't want to finish yet.



"Do you protest so heavily because you need me, Rosy?" Metal asked.



I bit my lower lip and refused to answer. He could tell I was holding on; he moved the wand up and pressed in to where I was more sensitive. I moaned out and arched up again. When our eyes met, I totally melted.



"That's not an answer to my question," he said, leaning in more. He moved the toy again, sliding down lower and sending another huge wave of pleasure against me. I was actually a disaster.



"I-- nnhhh..." I breathed out. I couldn't even finish what I was going to say.



"What?" he asked in a teasing tone. I tried speaking again, then clenched my teeth to fight off another wave.



"Metal...!" I was about to climax. "D-don't pull it away... Please!"



"Why shouldn't I?" He lightened the pressure, which honestly made it worse. Not yet! Not yet!



"I need you!" I panted. "I n--... need...!"



He pressed in further and rubbed against me. I grappled onto him tight and gasped out-- Oh my God...



I rolled my eyes back and lost total control of my body. I never... I never thought it would feel that strong. I felt an overwhelming release, and it just kept going and going. Metal lightened the toy's pressure again, but as he moved it, I bucked my hips and felt another intense wave.



"Beautiful..." Metal's voice was soft. "Both your body and your words..."



... What did I want to say? I was speechless... I managed to look at him; he lovingly examined my body, then put his free hand by my head. He caressed my face, the sides of one of his claws trailing down my cheek.



"Because you need me, I will provide," he told me. "I will give you more, Rosy..." His hand went to my chin and slightly lifted it up. He pressed his muzzle to mine.



As soon as I felt the shock of our kiss, the wand pressed in again and--



I climaxed another time. My body unintentionally grinded against his as I lost myself to another intense wave of pleasure. I wasn't even sure what moans came out of me. I think I made some new noises like he wanted.



"You're ripping into me," I said in a higher voice than I meant. I wasn't sure if I was pleading or congratulating him or what.



God, he chuckled and it was so low and sexy. "I find this tool acceptable."



I yelped-- the vibrations became much more intense! I forgot he was on the lowest setting the whole time. I immediately felt myself build back up again.



"T-too much! Too much!" I groaned.



He pulled the toy away. W-wait! I didn't want him to just--



I reached for his hand and moved it back against me.



"Do you want me to keep going even when it's too much?" he asked.



I didn't have the ability to speak for a second, so I vigorously nodded. I was obsessed with the next feeling. I finally came again and the dirtiest part of me wondered how many more he'd get out of me.



I lost count. Metal went through the different settings, figuring out which made me react the most... God, as long as he was the one doing it, I loved it...



I was exhausted, caked in my own sweat and dealing with my own soaked thighs. After a final climax, I tiredly tapped the bed. "You win... I'm gonna pass out...!"



He chuckled. "That one wasn't a battle, Rosy. That was your reward... Of course, if it was a battle, I still would have won." He cast the wand aside; that thing was probably about to run out of battery anyway.



"Ugh, you're so cute..." I rolled over and let my whole body finally settle. As I relaxed, my ears started ringing.



He wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled against my head while my back pressed against him. I heard his purring... My hearing was a bit too muffled to appreciate it fully. I closed my eyes and focused on how he felt against me... I reached back and felt his head again, a feeling of cool I needed from the absolute disaster I was.



He shifted enough to press his muzzle to my cheek. I felt the cutest little shock.



"I enjoy playing with you, my Rosy. I had fun."



Oh, I couldn't help but wag at that. "I had fun too...~" I softly sighed after a moment of quiet. "I'm happy it's you, Metal."



"What do you mean?"



"That you're the one here, holding me... That you've been the one to kiss me and touch me."



He tugged me a little closer. "I will never leave you, Rosy."



I smiled. "And I'll always need you, Metal."