Sonic Couples Lemons

Camille and Andy

The day had fallen to night really fast in Mobius. With all its residents tucked away in the safety of their homes, the moon soon shone high and bright. Though one stayed outside. A hedgehog with lavender fur, golden eyes, and a sparkling red dress. Her name was Camille. She preferred to stare at the night sky, and all the beautiful constellations forming above her. She even knew their names. When she was little, she used to look at the stars through a telescope, and study them. Even as a royal, she enjoyed being able to see something as beautiful as each star in the night sky.
Now, as a Queen, her thoughts never changed. She still loved to view the darkness of the sky, and its bright constellations. She smiled when her favourite constellation appeared. She knew it as "Big Dipper". It was her favourite since she was little, and it never changed. But soon she felt tired, falling into the land of dreams. That is, until her husband, Andy, found her lying in the middle of the field, all alone at night. He kneeled next to her, and lightly tapped her shoulder. Camille didn't respond; she was already asleep. In result, Andy picked her up, as he walked back to the castle, with her in his arms. She could feel his warmth, and slightly opened her eyes to look at him. Smiling, she closed them again, knowing she was safe in the comfort of his soft arms.

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As Andy gently placed her under the quilt, he planted a kiss on her forehead, smiling at her. But just as he was about to walk out of the room, Camille's hand grabbed his. She was awake. And judging by the look on her face, she wanted him to stay with her. "Please stay," Camille's voice begged. Though she was quiet, her words were still audible. Andy nodded, climbing into the bed next to her, only to pull her into a hug. She didn't even resist; it was like she was wanting something more.
"Andy?" she asked.
Andy looked at her. "Yes?"
"Have you..." Her voice was beginning to stutter. Why was she nervous now? She was always a calm woman, and that's what Andy liked about her.
But still, Andy smiled. "You can tell me."
She looked into his eyes. "I want to start a family. With you."
That shocked him. The thought of a family had never crossed Andy's mind before. A little child of theirs, a Prince or Princess, who would one day succeed them and rule Mobius, like they are now. But it was obvious to him that it was something Camille wanted. He never failed to keep her happy.
And he certainly wasn't going to make this the first time he failed.
But was he ready? Who knows. He was nervous as it gets. Did he really want to do this? He knew it would cause her pain. And he hated pain inflicted on her.
But he knew something else: she wouldn't feel the pain. To her, it would convert to something else. A craving. A wanting.
To Camille, it would convert to pleasure.
"Are you sure?" he looked at her. "I don't want you in pain."
"I can deal with pain," she replied, taking his hands in hers, "as long as you're around to help me."
He smiled. "I will be. I promise."
His confidence had returned. Now he knew for sure... he was ready to take the next step.
After one final look at her, he slammed his lips onto hers, teasing her, encouraging her. Of course, Camille took the bait, her lips returning the kiss as rough as she could. She slowly parted them, as Andy slipped his tongue inside. She didn't even fight him for dominance. She let him explore her mouth, and she enjoyed it, expressed from her small moan. Andy's hands slipped round her back, feeling around on her dress for a zipper. He soon found it, unzipping it, as her dress soon fell off her body. But he didn't stop there. He also unstrapped her bra with the dress. That had now fallen off her, as he tossed both onto the floor. She blushed, covering her chest with her arms. She felt uncomfortable, especially since Andy still had his - nope, he took his shirt off. Now Camille could see his strong abs, she took her arms away from her chest. Pressing against her, Andy planted his lips on her neck, kissing it with ease. She held him, waiting for him to discover her sweet spot. And he soon did. Her moans grew louder, her grip tightening around him. Andy's lips moved down her body, stopping at the top of her chest, but licks instead of kisses. Camille's hands clutched to the sheets, but she wanted more than that. She wasn't satisfied yet. Not until they went all the way.
She placed her hand on Andy's chest, looking at him.
"Andy..."
"Hm?"
"I'm ready."
"Already?" That shocked him again. He didn't expect her to be ready to soon. But soon enough, he agreed. He unbuttoned his jeans, puling his boxers down with them.
Camille sat up. "I'll just nip to the bathroom to get these off."
But Andy stopped her by pushing her back down, and smirked. "No need to hide." He slipped off her panties himself, smiling at her blush.
"Or that." Camille finally spoke.
"Yeah, that," Andy replied.
His body pressed against hers, as he waited for her signal to enter her. She nodded, and as gently as he could, he pressed his member inside her. Camille gasped, gripping the sheets again. It hurt so much. It hurt her to lie there and do nothing while he was inside her. A tear ran down her shoulder, but Andy wiped it away.
"You okay?"
"It hurts..." was all Camille could say.
"It will feel better soon," he replied. "I promise."
"Okay... I trust you.."
He smiled, beginning to slowly thrust into her. She held him again, her moans growing louder, and louder, by the second. Maybe she has asked for it too soon? Yes, it did hurt to her, but she didn't let it get to her. She didn't feel pain. She felt pleasure. And she let herself lay in it. She let him do this to her.
But she loved it. But was it too much?
She felt like she was going to burst. "Andy... I think..."
Andy felt tired, too. He was beginning to slow down, but he felt on the edge of bursting too. "Same here..." But still, he kept going, and began moaning with his wife. Before long, he burst out, moaning her name. Camille soon followed, except she yelled his name; he had fulfilled her more than she could ever hope for.
He pulled himself out of her, lying on the bed again. And as Camille placed her head on his chest, she whispered "I love you."
He kissed her forehead, replying with what he knew she wanted to hear, all of which he meant: "I love you too."

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WELL F*CKING KILL ME I FINALLY DID IT! I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO GROSSED OUT WITH MYSELF THAN I HAVE BEEN WRITING THIS! YOU HAPPY NOW, CAMILLE?!?! UGH, THE THINGS YOU MAKE ME DO!!! >.<