Sonic Half-Lemons: Roles Reversed

Fleetourge: The Bet

Scourge sat on his bed, trying to put his plan together. For a solid week, he'd been planning on making Fleetway, his boyfriend, become his personal maid. And he finally perfected it.

Now, he just has to find Fleetway.

Little did he know, his boyfriend was right behind him. Creeping... Ever so slowly... Waiting for right moment... To-

"AMBUSH!" Fleetway yelled, interrupting the narrator.

Scourge yelped as he was tackled off the bed onto the floor.

Fleetway sat on top of him, smiling. "Did I scare you?" Fleetway asked.

Scourge flipped them over so that he was on top of Fleetway. He gave him a quick kiss on the forehead before saying, "I'm going to ignore that question. Hey, wanna make a bet?"

Scourge already knew that Fleetway rarely ever backed down from a challenge. So of course, Fleetway agreed.

"Okay," Scourge continued, "All you have to do is not moan. For thirty minutes. If I win, you will become my personal maid for the rest of this year."

Fleetway thought about this. Scourge was just as clever as he was, which made him a bit nervous. And since it was May, that would mean he would be serving Scourge for 7 months. However, he was not going to back down.

"Alright. If I win?" he asked.

"If you win, I will become your maid. For the same amount of time."

Fleetway liked that idea. Oh, the things he could do with Scourge...  He nodded, oblivious that he'd begun drooling.

"Okay. It's settled." Scourge said. He got up and offered his hand to Fleetway, who took it, and was helped up. Scourge led him back to the bed and told him to lie down, then left to get something.

Fleetway layed on the bed and waited. Knowing Scourge, this bet could be tough. However, he was pretty curious to see what Scourge could've come up with.

Scourge came back, smiling creepily. Before Fleetway could ask why he was so giddy, Scourge tied a blindfold over his boyfriend's eyes. Then, he quickly tied down Fleetway's arms and legs.

"Okay, you didn't mention this." Fleetway reminded.

Scourge smiled, seeing his boyfriend exposed. "Don't worry, Fleetway. Like I said, it's only thirty minutes that you have to stay quiet. Plus, this will be fun!"

Scourge prepared his secret weapon as Fleetway replied, "Fun for you, anyway. I can't see what's going on." Scourge snickered, seeing that his toy preparation was done.

"Ready?" he asked the blinded hedgehog.

"Uh-huh." Fleetway answered.

Scourge crawled over and gave Fleetway a kiss on the cheek. Then, he inserted his toy into Fleetway.

Giving a small gasp, Fleetway asked, "What was that!?"

Scourge, smiling, answered, "My new toy. And I know you've never used one like this one, before. Can you guess what it is?"

Fleetway replied no, making Scourge smile wider. "You'll know soon." he said evilly.

Scourge turned it on to level 2.

Fleetway immediately started fidgeting. He gave a gasp now and then, wishing that he hadn't agreed to the bet. In fact, he did know what this toy was, and had used one once before. It was a vibrator. He knew that he was going to lose this bet though, because he couldn't stop moaning the last time he had.

And that was on level 1!

Scourge only made it worse, as he began leaving love bites down Fleetway's neck.  Fleetway badly wanted to moan, just once so that he wouldn't have to keep straining so hard to keep quiet. They both knew that Fleetway wouldn't last much longer.

A few minutes later, Fleetway was thankful when he finally climaxed. He'd successfully kept from moaning. His blindfold was removed, so he figured that the challenge was over.

Scourge still had his evil look, though.

Panting, Fleetway asked, "What's with that face? I didn't moan!"

"You're right. You didn't." Scourge said, turning off the toy. "But I said it was for thirty full minutes you couldn't moan."

Scourge stared at Fleetway's terrified face, grinning. He put his hand back on the toy's dial and said, "And it hasn't even been ten minutes, yet," and turned the dial to level 8.

The shock from Scourge's sudden change in the toy's level hadn't given Fleetway enough time to prepare himself. He jerked his arms and legs a bit, badly wanting to stop the urge to show how much he enjoyed this feeling. But he already knew that it was futile before he began moaning and screaming in pleasure.

"Scourge... Sc-Scourge, I-I can't! Ah! Oh, baby, please!"

Scourge enjoyed every second of it, and listened as Fleetway moaned. The sight of his boyfriend blushing and fidgeting madly,  hearing him moan and call his name...

Scourge had to quickly take care of an erection when Fleetway climaxed again.

The toy was switched off and removed, and the ties on Fleetway's limbs were cut off. As Fleetway relaxed into the pillow he'd been laying on, Scourge covered his neck in kisses. Fleetway gave a low moan and combed his clawed fingers through Scourge's quills. The two quickly found themselves being pulled into the other's embrace as they continued in a make-out session.

Panting, they broke apart, both grinning.

"If you enjoyed that, you're gonna love the next 7 months." Scourge said. "By the way, there's an outfit in the bathroom that I want you to wear. You're my maid, so I want you to look the part."

Fleetway nodded, then went into the bathroom. After a few minutes, he came back wearing a maid outfit: a revealing black dress with a tiny apron, fishnet tights, and a maid headpiece.

"Well, aren't you proud of yourself." he said, blushing as he approached Scourge. He sat on the bed and was immediately pushed onto his back.

"Mmm... You look good, baby..." Scourge said, resuming his kisses on Fleetway's neck, trailing toward Fleetway's crotch. Scourge's fingers slid under the panties that came with the dress.

Fleetway quickly drooped his ears and half-lidded his eyes. He layed back and put his hands next to his head, a killer submissive pose.

"Ngh... Please be gentle, Master..." he said, slightly arching his back.

Upon seeing this, Scourge sprung a nosebleed and passed out.

Fleetway kissed Scourge's forehead and smiled. He looked lower to see that Scourge had an erection, a sure sign that was having a very dirty dream.

"Oh, this will be fun, Scourge." Fleetway said, laying next to his unconscious boyfriend.