Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Painfully Sweet ❯ KnucklesxRouge ( Chapter 2 )

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I know I said I'd do them in order but I've been getting requests from AFF as well, so I finished these first. Don't worry; I WILL get around to all of your requests! Meantime, a Knuckles/Rouge!

 

Next up: Knuckles/Rouge

 

Painfully Sweet

 

It was another day above on Angel Island. Yet again, days that went by with little hassle appealed to the red echidna Knuckles. He could only think of the peace and serenity, the birds chirping, the island floating just below the fluffy clouds.

 

Yet again he couldn't deny it got lonely sometimes, though whenever he found himself in company, he often got awkward, not knowing how to act sometimes. In loneliness all he could do was think, and brood, and guard the Master Emerald.

 

Yes, another day it seemed, but another day it was not. Something was set to happen which could possibly change the course of Knuckles the Echidna's life.

 

Knuckles searched for lunch later on in the day, the sun shining directly onto the island, his eyes almost partly blinded by the intensifying light. Knuckles grumbled, shielding his eyes and continued on. He hated bright sunlight, it always bothered him.

 

On and on he continued, pushing his way through the trees, bushes and vines, searching for something to eat. Eventually, the echidna fell to the ground in relief as he found what he was looking for. His eyes gazed at the many ripe apples growing in the tree. He bended his knees, preparing to jump as high as he could to snatch some food, but something held him back.

 

His eyes scanned the bottom of the tree, where a large bush was more ruffled, leaves everywhere. It wasn't even autumn. Confused, Knuckles checked it out, approaching cautiously.

 

He gently pushed aside the bushes leafy twigs, and his eyes widened at the sight of a bruised and beaten milk white female bat. And it wasn't just any milk white female bat. Knuckles knew this one.

 

Knuckles almost panicked something he had never expected to do. He gently broke off some twigs, not caring at the moment about the bush but for Rouge's health. He reached both of his large hands in, gently laying them on Rouge's shoulders, rolling her over and gently managing to pull her out of the bush.

Knuckles gazed over Rouge, who lay before him. Unconscious, Rouge had bruises, cuts, grazes, and a rather huge deep slit on her stomach. Knuckles' body shook vigorously, his mind panicking, not knowing what to do. Where was Tails when he needed him? Or Amy? Amy was good at looking after people when they were hurt, but he had no experience.

 

Lost in his panicking, Knuckles failed to notice Rouge move slightly, until a singe word passed her lips.

 

Knuckles…

 

At that point, the bat passed out again. Knuckles looked down at her, breathing heavily. He ended up doing the one thing he could think of. He picked her up and cradled her in his arms, gently carrying her back to the altar where the Master Emerald was. Maybe it would have mercy on her, and spare her, despite the fact that she had tried to steal it several times.

 

Knuckles fought his way through bushes and twigs, trying to defend Rouge from becoming more hurt than she already was. He broke into a run, beginning to see the bright green light that was the Master Emerald.

 

Cradling her closer and closer with each step he took and each beat of his heart, he ran up the altar, feeling Rouge's head rest gently on his shoulder. Now at the top, he lay her down, gasped for air and placed a hand on the Master Emerald.

 

“Please… Master Emerald… please help her…” Knuckles pleaded. It was strange, the first time he had heard himself plea for someone to be spared. It sounded strange to hear these words pass Knuckles' mouth.

 

Knuckles waited in anticipation, his hand finding Rouge's and giving it a little squeeze, almost as if reassuring himself. Sure enough, the emerald began to glow a brighter green, engulfing Knuckles and Rouge in it's light. Knuckles covered his eyes, feeling the light grow ever brighter.

 

The light slowly faded away and Knuckles saw Rouge's unconscious form healed. There was no trace of bruises, cuts, grazes, not even that deep slit on her stomach. She looked fine, barring the fact she was unconscious. Knuckles left Rouge under the watch of the Master Emerald, before picking up several soft leaves and other soft pieces of nature. He spent half an hour on making a bed for Rouge to sleep in until she was well. Finally finishing it, he fetched Rouge from the altar and brought her back to the bed. He laid her in it gently, watching her snooze for the rest of the day.

 

XXXX

 

Rouge's aqua eyes fluttered open as she scanned her area. She found that she lay in a bed of leaves, at the bottom of the altar where the Master Emerald was kept. Well, this certainly was a surprise…

 

Her eyes landed on the proud Master Emerald, and she began to smirk. That echidna wasn't here. It would be like stealing candy from a baby. Her teeth biting into her lip gently, she made to get up, but shocked herself when she merely collapsed back into the bed, her body having no energy to move.

 

“I wouldn't try moving yet. Though the Master Emerald healed your wounds, it didn't stop all the effects,” a voice sounded from behind her.

 

Rouge rolled over and laid eyes on Knuckles the Echidna, bringing in a round of apples. He laid them at the bottom of the altar, passing her one, “Got to keep your strength up somehow.”

 

Rouge was very confused. Considering all the times she tried to steal his precious gem, why the hell was he helping her? Her thoughts were instantly stopped by a sharp question on Knuckles' part, “What the hell happened to you?”

 

Rouge strained to remember, but it was so hard. The last thing she remembered was leaving the Office, where she usually reported any strange activity. Anything that went beyond that was a blur, one that she couldn't get into. Rouge squeezed her eyes shut, “I can't remember.”

 

Knuckles sighed, “Well it was pretty nasty. Bruises, cuts, grazes… you name it, you had it.”

 

Rouge gulped, trying to make her memory work, trying to remember what happened after she left the Office. But nothing came. She looked up at Knuckles, who was chewing on one of his apples, his eyes looking between her and the Master Emerald. Rouge quivered in fear every time Knuckles looked at her, for reasons she could not find.

 

“Can I be alone please?” Rouge asked slowly, in real need to think. She didn't even notice she had asked him so nicely. Knuckles grunted, turned and walked up the altar to guard his emerald more clearly.

Rouge rolled over, unable to think of anything else except a man's face, leering at her in the dark.

 

XXXX

 

“You know you want it…”

 

“No!”

 

“You do…”

 

“No! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!”

 

“Shut up missy! Do you want me to get caught?!”

“LET ME GO! HELP!”

 

“Rouge, Rouge, wake up! Please!” Rouge's body was shaken heavily. Rouge opened tear-glazed eyes and gazed into concerned purple eyes. Rouge tried to fight back sobs, as Knuckles awkwardly patted her shoulder.

“It was just a nightmare, Rouge,” Knuckles said, trying to be firm yet understanding, “Nothing real,”

 

Rouge shook her head. He had no idea how wrong he was. She remembered now. Over the past week she had been staying on Angel Island under the watchful eye of Knuckles the Echidna, she had gotten stronger, able to move around by herself. She could leave right now if she wanted to. But nightmares of that same leering man, gazing at her hungrily, had left Rouge too fearful to return to the city.

 

Fearful? Rouge? Sometimes only the worst things did this to those types of people. And this definitely was the worst thing she could think of.

 

“I remember… what he did…” Rouge muttered slowly, trying to piece the final bits of the puzzle together.

 

“Rouge?” Knuckles asked, concerned for the bat-girl before him.

 

“I was… was…” Rouge stammered, trying to get that horrible word out of her mouth, but it stuck. She was almost too scared to think it. Too scared to voice it.

 

“What Rouge?” Knuckles asked, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, “Tell me, I can help.”

 

One look into those warm purple eyes caused Rouge to fling herself at him, crying into his shoulder hard. She could only cry and Knuckles could only comfort her awkwardly. His face went pink, yet he tried to fight his own urges.

 

Ever since he had laid eyes on Rouge, he had admired her from afar. She was beautiful, witty, and certainly not shy. Everything he was not. He could not have imagined Rouge needing him like this, “I was…” she sobbed, “R-r-r-raped…”

 

Knuckles gasped in shock. It took a while for it to register in his mind what she had said. When it did, pure rage travelled through the echidna's body. Who the hell would do something so sick and perverted to her? Sure, granted Rouge didn't dress up in cute, little, non-mature clothing, but that gave no one a right to grab her and use her for their own pleasure! Knuckles almost wanted to fly off the island right now and find that bastard, and give him a piece of his mind. But no… Rouge needed him.

 

Rouge sobbed loudly, hardly expecting herself to be in so much emotional pain. She knew Knuckles would probably fly off the handle about it, or wouldn't care either way. Besides, since when have they ever been best friends? But Rouge hoped that he would care, that he would acknowledge her presence. After all, she was very fond of him, more than words could say.

 

She loved him. That much was true, though it took her a long time to work that out. Though Knuckles seemed the type to not have feelings for girls like her, he did, deep down.

 

“I-I… Rouge… what can I say…?” Knuckles choked out, actually holding her in his arms for the first time in his life. And it felt amazing for her to be there.

 

“Say you'll be there… please?” she sobbed. She couldn't believe she was behaving this way. Where was the old Rouge? The one who was sassy and free, never held back by fear of any sort? Taken away by that one, everyday madman, intent on having his own pleasure, not caring about others.

 

So Knuckles held her, “I won't let him get you again Rouge. I care about you too much to let that happen.”

 

Rouge's sharp bat ears perked up. Was that a… confession?

 

“What do you… mean?” she asked slowly, as if trying to find the words to say more, but couldn't.

 

Knuckles gulped. This was it. Ever since he had met her, he had loved her in some way, and if he didn't let her know now, then his heart would probably burst, “Ain't it obvious? I love you, batgirl.”

 

Rouge couldn't believe that Knuckles the Echidna, of all people, had said that to her. Her! Rouge the Bat! The one who had always hassled him, irritated him, attempted to steal his gem! And yet, she couldn't be happier. She snuggled into his soft fur, smelling his pure forest scent. She wanted him so badly in that moment in time.

 

XXXX

 

“Food!” Knuckles laughed, tossing Rouge a couple of mangos. Rouge smiled weakly, catching a mango in her large gloved hand, and began eating it quickly.

 

Knuckles slumped down beside Rouge and smiled at her, “Hungry?”

 

Rouge nodded, biting a large chunk of mango off, her stomach practically chewing on itself where she was so starved. Knuckles could only watch Rouge eat. He hadn't the stomach for food; his mind was mainly focused on what that evil random bastard did to her. Even she didn't deserve that. Something still troubled the red echidna though.

 

“Rouge…?” he asked slowly and shyly. Rouge looked up from finishing one of her mangos, her aqua eyes not full of the life they usually held, but fair all the same.

 

“You… you…” Knuckles started, trying to find the words. He knew they were implanted in his head somewhere, but he couldn't find them. Rouge sighed, “What?”

 

“You never told me… that… that… you loved me back…” Knuckles choked out slowly, a red blush settled on his cheeks. Rouge blinked, her own face flushed.

 

“I… I… err…” she struggled to say, “I…”

 

“Oh it's okay!” Knuckles stammered, half disappointed, “I didn't expect for you too… I mean, we're both different species! And… you probably have a boyfriend in the city and… and…”

 

Rouge shook her head, and placed a finger on Knuckles' lips, “No… I don't have a boyfriend… cos I only like you… I mean…”

 

Rouge gulped, knowing it had to be said, “I love you Knucklehead.”

 

Taken by surprise, only one thing Rouge could think had to be done. She leaned forward, and planted a little kiss on his lips. Pulling away, Rouge could taste the faint taste of mangos. He had to have eaten them at some point then.

 

Knuckles, shocked and completely red in the face, stared at the ground, before Rouge tilted his face to look into her eyes.

 

Before either of them knew it, they were kissing again, travelling each other's bodies with their hands, feeling electricity jolt up and down their backs. Rouge sighed into the kiss, her fingers twirling Knuckles' dreadlocks. A thought entered her head, at first paralyzing her with fear, but then made her feel warm between her legs.

 

Knowing what she wanted, she broke off from her kiss with Knuckles, confusing the red echidna deeply, “Can we go somewhere a little quieter?” Rouge whispered.

 

Knuckles nodded slowly and dumbly, pointing to a less viewed area: beneath an ocean of trees. He led her there, her grabbing his hand and holding it gently. Reaching there, Rouge softly kissed him again.

 

“Do you… want to…?” Rouge asked nervously. If he didn't want to then there was no point in dragging him away from the emerald.

 

“Are you sure?” Knuckles asked dumbly, in shock and concerned for Rouge. After all, she only got raped about a week ago, yet she's stating she wants him.

 

Rouge nodded, “Yeah, more than anything.”

 

Knuckles couldn't think of anything to say or do. Rouge did it for him. She leant closer to him and kissed him softly, almost virginal, which then got slowly more and more passionate. Knuckles slowly passed his hands over Rouge's mounds, making her moan softly into their kiss.

 

Rouge knew for sure, she wanted nothing more than to be joined with this red echidna in front of her thus binding their love too. She broke off and awkwardly pulled off her suit, exposing herself. Knuckles' eyes widened at her naked form, and he was so taken aback, he had no idea of what to do.

 

Rouge leaned in for another kiss, taking up Knuckles' form as she stroked between his legs slowly, feeling his member poke out from beneath the thick red fur and harden. Knuckles softly moaned into the kiss, his hands roaming Rouge's mounds on her chest. Rouge sighed, feeling more and more ready by the minute.

 

Soon enough, they broke off, and Rouge gazed into those beautiful purple eyes belonging to those of her lover.

 

“Are you ready?” he asked slowly, blushing furiously.

 

Rouge nodded, her smile deepening, “Yes I am.”

 

Knuckles awkwardly moved his member at her entrance but it took quite a while for him to actually pluck up the courage to enter her. Rouge gripped onto the grass beneath her, gasping and sighing, feeling no pain, unlike the rape. There was no barrier to break, the rapist had seen to that.

 

Now inside of Rouge, Knuckles didn't know what to do. He had never had sex before. This was his very first time. As for Rouge, he had no idea if she had previously been in a physical relationship. She seemed the type, but nobody really knew a person by their appearance.

 

Rouge slowly moved her hips upward to meet Knuckles', who was quite still. Rouge continued the action, releasing a few moans from her mouth. Knuckles felt a lot of pleasure coming from this and gently thrust into Rouge, wanting her to enjoy this, not wanting her to feel any pain.

 

And Rouge was doing just that. This all felt so right with her and she never wanted it to end. She met his hips in a thrust again, and another burst of pleasure came, causing her to gasp and moan into the fresh air.

 

“Oh… God…” Rouge moaned, her hands travelling Knuckles' again, feeling the echidna try and go as slow and gentle as he could. Rouge found herself wanting Knuckles to go faster and harder. She wanted him to pound her; she wanted to be taken all the way, “Please… go faster… please…”

 

Knuckles wasn't sure, but feeling Rouge's hips move faster, he decided to do the same. He thrust himself into the batgirl harder and faster, causing Rouge to writhe beneath him and shout out his name in pure bliss. Knuckles groaned and yelled loudly, wanting to be one with Rouge, wanting to climax with her.

 

“GAH! OH! KNUCKLES!” Rouge cried out, reaching her climax. Knuckles moaned and shouted her name loudly, as he found it harder to thrust into her, because her body had tensed up.

 

“ROUGE!” Knuckles screamed, reaching his climax at long last, and filling her, even having some of his cum dribble out. He collapsed on top of her, having no energy to move at all.

 

Rouge wrapped her arms around his back, feeling him still hot inside her. She'd give anything for this moment never to be taken from her.

 

Knuckles' breath was hot on her shoulders, and he could tell he had made her happy, in some strange way.

 

The two lay there, until late hours in which Knuckles carried a sleeping Rouge to bed and fell asleep beside her some hours later.

 

A/N

 

I no longer take requests. So here is the Knuckles/Rouge, reposted.