Soft - Speed O' Sound Sonic x Male!Reader

“Wake up, slowpoke,” Speed O’ Sound Sonic said tot he lump lying in the bed. The lump groaned, before turning around, not waking up fully. Sonic looked at the lump in annoyance. “I said wake up!” He then managed to smack the lump. The lump groaned again and a (H/c) male’s head came from beneath the sheets.

“Oh, you’re back,” (M/n) said with a sleepy, welcoming smile. “Welcome home…” His sentence ended with a large yawn. Sonic sighed, looking at the male in the bed.

“All the hurry to come home,” he muttered. “And then I found you’re just sleeping.”

“I didn’t expect you so soon,” (M/n) weakly defended himself. He slowly sat up and looked at his boyfriend. “Also why are you still wearing your prisoner-clothes? I thought you would change before coming to see me.”

“You always told me to get back as soon as possible, I’m just keeping my word,” Sonic answered sitting down on the bed.

“But the body-suit gives me a nice view of you,” Sonic blinked at the other male’s answer. He then shook his head, before throwing off the prison-shirt.

“So you want me to change into the body-suit, right now?” he casually asked, noticing the other male eyeing him up and down.  Sonic was actually surprised at the other’s speed as (M/n) lunged at him, grabbing him and pulling him down on the bed. (M/n) hugged him closely as Sonic lied on his body.

“As long as I can see your face and your abs, I’m totally fine,” (M/n) mumbled with a content smile.

 

“You really love my abs, don’t you?” Sonic asked, looking at (M/n). (M/n) hummed in agreement.

“Your abs, your face, your butt. You have a very nice butt-,” Sonic pressed his hands over (M/n)’s mouth in order to stop the man from embarrassing him even more.

“I get it, you love me,” he mumbled, his cheeks pink. (M/n) only smiled at him as the ninja covered his cheeks with his hands.

“And you better remember that,” (M/n) finally answered after a couple of seconds. They laid down in silence for a while. Nothing could be heard except for the cars riding past on the streets near their apartment and of course the ticking noise of the clock in the room.

“I love you too,” Sonic muttered. (M/n) felt his face heat up as the ninja brought his face close to his. “Your smile,” Sonic continued. (M/n) felt Sonic’s legs move against his. “Your amazing legs.” Sonic trailed down, before kissing (M/n) stomach. “And your cute, soft stomach.”

 

“My stomach?” (M/n) questioned as he tensed beneath his boyfriend’s touch. Sonic nodded, pressing down another kiss, before lying his head down on the soft stomach.

“It’s soft and squishy,” he muttered. “Like a pillow.”

“Are you calling me fat?” (M/n) asked. Sonic moved his head to look at (m/n).

“Of course not,” he whispered. (M/n) bit his lip, trying to keep in his excitement. Why did his boyfriend have to be so handsome? Sonic always looked handsome to him, but now he also seemed vulnerable. It just made the (h/c) male want to ravish him.

“Keep that up and I’ll make sure you won’t be the fastest ninja tomorrow,” he whispered seductively. Sonic grinned at his boyfriend, moving his head to seemingly press another kiss against (M/n)’s stomach. Then without warning his hands moved towards (M/n)’s stomach, pinching and moving over it in a fast tempo.

“No! Don’t touch my fat-rolls!” (M/n) said, laughing loudly as he was being tickled. He tried to slap his boyfriend’s hands away. Sonic kept at it.

“Can’t stop now, they’re called love-handles for a reason,” Sonic said, smiling.

“That doesn’t even make sense,” (M/n) laughed. His words were jumbled together, ragged breathing in between as he tried to stop laughing but failed. (M/n) finally managed to calm down a bit as Sonic stopped the tickling. Sonic raised himself to (M/n)’s head, softly kissing the male’s lips.

“It’s because I love you,” he said, smiling slightly, before lying down again on the male’s stomach. Sonic felt his head move as (M/n) chuckled at his actions. “(M/n)?” he asked after (M/n) had finally regained a stable breathing pattern.

“Hmm?” (M/n) hummed in question.

“You’re not fat,” Sonic said, closing his eyes. “You’re just soft.” (M/n) wrapped his arm around Sonic, a smile on his face as he heard Sonic’s steady breathing, signalising the male had fallen asleep.

Maybe he really was the perfect pillow.