Mongoose: Chapter 2
#17 of Sonic the Hedgehog
Awhile ago, I didn't have anything to write, and so I turned to the Archie Sonic the Hedgehog universe. It's something I had read since I was a child, and I had, at one point, wanted to write stuff for it. So, a friend of mine likes the girls of Sonic and is pretty kinky, so as a gift, I decided to write up a pairing he thought was hot, but I had to think of how it would work. The resulting work was the first two chapters of "Mongoose." I had written something for it later on for chapters 3 and 4, but had never uploaded it. Now, I'm trying to get back to expanding on my work beyond Tik Tik.
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Dragging her half-conscious daughter was not the first thing Isabella thought she would do today, but having the young woman try to make out with her certainly was. But, Isabella takes her in easily enough and puts her upon her bed. Gently, she takes Mina's shoes off and places a cup of water with a couple pills for the headache. Then, Isabella sat down. She looks over the digital files of all the photos she had of Mina, from when Isabella first held her baby girl in her arms and all the way through her life. Those first sixteen years, Isabella does notice that there isn't any where she is of playing with friends. She had been right this whole time. It had always been the two of them, at least until Sonic showed up. Isabella turned to her other collection, her old diary, entries that told of her own lonely childhood, of the only time she had ever felt like a complete person. It wasn't when Arthur rescued her. It wasn't when they got married--it was when Mina was born.
Isabella grips the hand of her chair so hard, she digs into it. She slips up from her seat, shaking her head, and stepping out to the bathroom.
Cold water splashes onto Isabella's naked golden body, yet, no matter how much she attempts it, she cannot cool down the suggestions in her mind. She cannot erase the moment in time where Mina's tongue tried to touch hers. She cannot banish the feeling building up within her. "Mina..." she pants, turning the dial to a more palatable setting, her free hand, once dangling down, twitches, moves closer, brushes up her thigh, teases at her lips.
Broken breaths rise up from the councilwoman, the mother, the woman, and she bites her lips, trying to hold back the sounds rumbling from her throat. She's a monster, a freak, she knows that, thinking like this, but... her body hasn't felt this way in a long... long time, and not only does it scare her, but it excites her.
The door clicks and Isabella's eyes flash open. She looks over towards the curtain, seeing the shadow of Mina standing on the other side. "M...Mina..?" she gasps, catching her lust in her throat, but fighting to not make it visible. "S... something wrong, baby?"
Mina says nothing, but instead, reaches up to her headband and pulls it off.
Isabella's eyes widen, her mouth agape as she whispers "no..."
The shadow continues its movement, hands going down along her sides, hooking under her top, and lifting off.
Isabella's hand moves to the dial, her breasts heaving in her deep breath, her heart threatening to break out of her chest.
A yellow hand grabs the curtain, and pulls. Standing on the other side is Mina, naked, looking to Isabella with half-lidded eyes. She steps in, saying nothing else, and pulls the curtain behind her.
They look to each other a moment, their eyes never leaving each others for that blip in time that lasted for an eternity, and then, as suddenly as it began, it ends as both women grab at each other, their mouths pressing together, their arms entangling around their backs.
No more words are exchanged between the two women for a good while. Instead, they dance in the shower, their tongues entwining, their fingers fumbling over wet fur and weaving through violet hair. The only sounds they give are the heated grunts that come with their exertion, the growls from when the other pulls away, and the gasps as mother goes in, kissing at her daughter's neck, hand cupping at her butt and brushing down her thigh, encouraging her to to lift her leg and wrap it around her mother's body.
Isabella slams the water off, letting the last drops trickle down from their bodies, but Isabella slips a bit, only for Mina to lean forward and catch her. The suden fall breaks the spell of uninhibited lust from the both of them, and they are left, once again, staring at each other, their eyes now showing that shock, that confusion, that Isabella once had on her own.
Mina shakes her head and steps out of the shower. "I... I'm sorry," she murmurs, scooping up her things and heading out the door.
Isabella stumbles out after her, not caring to get her own things as she grabs her daughter by the shoulder and spins her around. "Mina..." she breathes, her thumbs rubbing the younger woman's shoulders.
"M... mom...?" Mina responds, her voice shaking.
Isabella smirks just a bit and wraps her arms around the girl, pulling her into to a strong, comforting hug. "T... this is new for me, too" she says, and from their squished breasts, they can both feel it, how hard their hearts beat in the excitement and the fear that boils up between the two of them.
"I... I don't know what to say..." Mina finally breathes out.
"You don't have to say anything," Isabella responds, stroking her hand through Mina's wet hair. "I understand... really, I do..." and she leans in, kissing Mina on the forehead once again.
Mina looks up, taking a deep breath, and asks. "Mom...?"
Isabella places her finger upon Mina's lip, shushing her, and whispers back. "You can call me Isabella, if you'd like."
Mina smiles and presses her lips gently upon Isabella's lips. The older woman returns the favor, a light smack filling in the quiet of the home. "If its all the same to you," Mina says, biting her lip as she pulls herself free. "I think 'd rather just stick to calling you "mom..."
Isabella pulls back a rogue clump of her own hair over her ears and says. "Well, it is getting late, and I have work tomorrow, so maybe we should-"
But with that, Mina locks her lips with Isabella's once more, holding onto her mother's wrists, and leads her back to the bedroom, leaving her clothing, and her reservations, behind.