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Grabbing Manic by the shoulders, Scourge lifts the hedgehog up, narrowing his eyes and growling with sharp teeth on display. "I ain't no maid, got that? It takes a real man to dominate a fuckboy like you!"

"Uhh....?" Manic groans, half-aware.

Scourge responds by copping a feel between Manic's legs. "Come on, you love getting manhandled by a couple of superior males. Admit it!"

Manic slumps a bit with the removal of one hand. Scourge rests him upon his shoulder, rubbing the cock, which twitches and stirs. "Heh, see, you got it. You're ready to be a real submissive bi-hey!"

Manic shoves against Scourge and turns around, stumbling towards freedom. Scourge spin-dashes into him, knocking him onto his stomach and grabbing the back of his head. The dominant male reaches down, squeezing at his ass. "Hey, fuckboy! Listen up! You move without my permission again, and I'll shove more pills down your throat and up your ass!" He punctuates this threat by rubbing his thumb against the hedgehog's star.

Manic remains quiet, biting his lip, struggling to stay fully aware. Part of him wishes he'd fall into that oblivion, while another wants to make sure he's awake so his loss of consciousness won't be his last.

Scourge chuckles, whispering into his ear. "That's right, my little faglord," he snickers, "You're mine, and I'm gonna make you cum for me. How's that make you feel, knowing who I am? Now, let's hear you sing."

Scourge scoots off of him and down over his body, his own cock flopping out and running over the hedgehog's ass crack.

"You're smart not to move anymore," he says, snickering. "After what the others did to you, I can't believe how tight that ass of yours looks. Must take a grade-A buttfuckee to take that much and still be begging for more!"

Scourge lines up his cock for the main event when the sounds of drums suddenly play out from the hedgehog's vest.

I'm so glad I've found my home

I've been walkin' through this world alone...

Scourge hops off of the drugged hedgehog with the speed of sound and swipes his vest, only to see the phone issuing the music.

Manic rolls over, arms spread out, cock flopping in a half-aroused state, his eyes rolling in a drug-induced stupor. But part of him knows, no, dreads, what he recognizes.

With a click, Scourge answers, squatting down in front of Manic. "Sup, boy blue?" Scourge asks, making a zipping motion over his mouth.

Sonic's surprised and infuriated voice comes through the phone, but Manic can't make out the details. He lets out a squeak, the only sound he can make right now.

Scourge slams his boot against Manic's chest, barking over the phone with his alternate universe counterpart. "No, you can't. Yes, he's here! Don't worry, he'll be fine! Hehe... hey, Sonic, buddy. How about I fuck with ya a bit more and show you why he's here, huh?"

Scourge removes his foot from Manic's chest, climbing atop the downed and drugged hedgehog and hovering over his face, nose-to-nose.

Manic lets out another pitiful sound. However, Scourge holds the phone close to both of their faces. After a devilish grin, he shoves his face against Manic, swirling his tongue in Manic's mouth in the sloppiest, wettest, loudest kiss he can muster. The slurps and smacks transmit over the phone, and when Scourge finally pulls back, he licks his lips, smacking them, and says. "What's the matter, blue blur? You jealous?"

Scourge nods to Manic, mouthing, "Yes, he is." To the poor confused Mobian beneath him. His finger swirls over Manic's chest, trailing down along him. "I'm giving Manic what you wouldn't dare give him. Heh... don't think I don't know how you think. Seeing a real fagboy like Manic in my world? It'd be enough to make me play for the other team, even if he were my brother." Scourge says this, grabbing his length. "I've got his fat, hard cock in my hand, Sonic. Your bro is so fuckin' hard for me right now, and the best part is, he hasn't told me to stop yet, isn't that right, fagboy?"

This time, Scourge holds the phone out to Manic, snickering as his fingers start to play with his shaft.

Manic opens his mouth, about to say something, about to do anything, when Scourge squeezes his cock, making him let out a melodious but pained moan.

"Hehe... see, he fuckin' loves it, taking it from a guy who basically looks just like his brother. Isn't that amazing?"

Manic cannot hear Sonic's pained and angered response. Just as the blue hedgehog begins to say something, Scourge gives Manic another quick kiss and then speaks up, no, sings up!

"I'm so glad I've found my fag"

I've had no guy cute for me to bang.

Wonderin' where I might fit it in, where I can put my dong.

Now, a miracle's happened to me,

"I found my fag...."

Manic's eyes widen at the sound of his own song being bastardized by the taunting voice of the hedgehog, mimicking his brother's voice singing it.

"That's right, bro, you're mine, and you're gonna love every minute of it. Ready to perform an encore of your moans of pleasure for Sonic cause' I'm ready to give him the whole concert!"

Scourge holds the phone between himself and manic. The green impostor Sonic smiles with his shark-like grin down at the drugged-up thief of a hedgehog laying under his power. His strong hand holds onto the hardened cock, stroking it slowly at first, but speeding up, the friction of furious faps surely audible on the other side.

"You hear that, blue? Every little gasp? Every panicked breath. Every whimper. A hand that's shaped and experienced just like your hand is jerkin' off one of the famous triplets. Your bro can't get enough of it. He's a total cockslut and a brotherfucker! Isn't that great to hear?"

Scourge places the phone down beside the two of them, and he leans in, nose up against nose to the other green hedgehog. "Right about now, your brother is rolling around at the speed of sound to search everywhere he can for us. But he has no idea where I am and what fucked-up-shit you're into. There's no way he'll find you before I'm through with you, so get used to it and enjoy the ride."