Warning: Lemon ahead - (Explicit sensual/sexual content)

First off - Chapter 11 is kinda the unofficial end of this story, and my decision to write a lemon scene came only recently. I've avoided writing explicit content for a long time due to me being ace and overall uncomfortable with the idea, but in this story I felt it was important to do so. Not only does it mean I'm not afraid to tackle intimate stuff, but also because a major plot point of this story was Sonic being ace. And I wanted to explore/educate about how asexuals can still enjoy sex in their own way, even if it's a bit different. I wanted to explore my own curiosity about the topic, and let some of my fantasies and stray thoughts about it out.

(Also I want to add an embarrassing and awkward disclaimer of - I don't have a penis, and my experiences with them have been *extremely* limited so I'm not sure *exactly* how they work. So if I get anything wrong at all about this, I'm sorry. *awkward asexual sweatdrops*)

If you don't want to read the sexy stuff, feel free to skip to the ending dedications because there are a LOT of people I want to thank. :) So…. who's ready to read my first lemon?

Chapter 12: Choices

SONIC

So, the wedding was amazing. It was great to see old friends, and feel like I could handle social situations again. I couldn't be happier that I was able to stand my ground, declare my eternally promised love for Amy, and everything had gone smoothly in the end. Me and Amy were husband and wife - how amazing was that?

But now, we were here. At the place. About to do the thing.

I'd picked out a secluded but cozy chalet nestled in beautiful mountain forest for us to spend several days together. As for what would happen inside, I'd tried not to think too much about it. Although, I had decided I was going to do something intimate with Amy, despite all my anxiety. She did deserve it - but I just mostly wanted to make her feel loved. Even if I got nothing out of it, as I never did anyway, it didn't matter. This was all about her fantasies and desires. And I'd do whatever she wanted, as long as I was physically and mentally able.

As soon as we got inside the chalet, Amy pulled me along, checking out every room, and then stopped once we made it to the bedroom. I gulped, trying to calm my racing thoughts.

"So…" she said as we stood in the doorway, making eyes at me. "Do you wanna try out the bed?" Despite her seductive tone, I could tell she was trying to soothe me, her hands respectfully on my arms.

"Yeah, it looks pretty comfortable," I said with a stiff nod.

She slid her hands down my arms until they held mine. "But are you?"

I let out a deep breath and didn't answer at first. For once, I didn't block out the memories and hauntings of being in bed with a woman - I let them come, and just acknowledged them. Yes, that was my past. Yes, it was painful. But that didn't have to be my future. It didn't have to influence what I was about to do, now. I was with a woman I loved more than life itself. My past was my past, and I was ready to love my wife, here and now.

"It's your call, not mine," Amy said. "If you don't wanna do it, we don't do it. That's the rule."

"What kind of husband would I be…" I swept her off her feet. "If I didn't make my wife…." I laid her down on the bed, gently, and crawled over her, my hands on either side as I held myself above. "Feel loved on our first day of marriage?"

She looked so beautiful underneath me - so gorgeous. I honestly did admire her body. Underneath her wedding gown, she had a nice shape, perfect curves, large breasts, wide hips, and long slender legs. Maybe I didn't see her as "sexy" (whatever that actually meant) but I could stare at her all night, entranced at her beauty. I wanted to make her feel so happy and desirable. I slipped off her shoes and kicked my own off, getting us both ready.

My wife gave me a flirty grin and reached out to touch my body, running her fingers through my fur and caressing my muscles. It felt really nice - and even nicer when she pulled me down until our lips met. Her hands started roaming my body as we kissed, and I let her, as her touch was so gentle and loving. I could tell she was excited though, as she explored my chest, my back, my shoulders, my quills, my arms, my sides, my legs - it definitely felt nice, like a deep massage. I shivered a bit from the pleasure.

Still, I couldn't let her have all the fun. This was all about her, anyway. I started by gripping her waist and letting my hands roam up and down her sides, soliciting a soft moan from her as I got near her chest. Oh man, if she was into just that, she was about to get super turned on.

Leaning in to taste her tongue, I let my speed free, and my hands went wild all over her body, touching and loving every part of her. For me, I was experiencing all of her individually, but I knew for her, it was like I was touching each erogenous zone of her body at once, and I hoped it felt as good as I imagined. Her eyes flew open as she realized what I was doing and she broke the kiss to moan my name, twice.

"Yes my love?"

"Don't stop!" she demanded, and then found my lips again, gently nibbling on them as I resumed rapidly caressing her. I focused a bit more on her boobs, spending twice as long there are her other parts, giving each of them a few good squeezes as I massaged the rest of her, gradually upping the intensity. I was tired of the wedding dress getting in the way, though - it'd feel better for the both of us if I was touching her bare skin. As I traveled her body, I searched for the zipper for an embarrassing amount of time. Where was it? This thing did come off, right?

Shit. I'd have to ask her.

"Ames -" I suddenly stopped and she looked at me with wide eyes.

"Hmm?"

"Sorry, but, heh, my hands have literally been all over you and um, I still can't figure out how to undo your dress."

She visibly trembled as she realized what I was trying to do. Her flirty expression returned and she took my right hand and guided it towards her left side, below her armpit. What, who designed this? I finally felt the zipper, as if it had been hidden in some secret compartment.

"Oh, the side! That's new…"

She let go of my hand, but I smirked at her playfully and let my grasp wander over to her boobs, starting to pleasure them, kneading them as I knew she'd love.

"Sonic~!" she squeaked. "I didn't expect, ahhhh…"

"Oh, oh, I think I finally found the zipper - "

I found one of her nipples, and gave it a pinch through the fabric. Amy immediately cried out, and her legs started spazzing like crazy.

"Mmmm, Sonic…" she gasped, "This might be more fun if you took off my dress too…please..."

I leaned down to whisper in her ears, grinning as her fur stood straight up at the sound of my voice."You want me to…?"

"Yes."

I didn't waste anymore time and pulled down the actual zipper, my other hand following behind it to trace her now bare side. I peeled the delicate, lacy fabric off of her wonderful body (with some assistance) until Amy was in nothing but her lingerie. I took a moment to just look her up and down, and had to whistle softly. Her white, lacy bra pushed together those luscious breasts, and scooped down low enough I could nearly see her nipples. She owned that generous cleavage - and each breath she took made it bounce ever so slightly. My eyes traveled down, noting the huge contrast between her chest and her bare waist, the curves so aesthetically pleasing. And then just as dramatically, her hips jutted out from that waist, giving her a perfect hourglass figure. Below that, between her legs, her tight thong left little to the imagination about her womanhood.

She was stunning; I was nearly speechless.

"Gorgeous, Amy. Wow. You're an angel."

She gave me a pose, and I felt her eyes all over me, too.

"You, sir, are perfect," Amy said, and her hands went back to my chest, playing with my fur and massaging my pectoral muscles.

She really seemed to like them - so I puffed out my chest a bit, flexing the muscles as best as I could for her enjoyment. Her eyes traveled up and down my form with obvious desire. Suddenly, her hands grasped my lower back as she pushed me into a new position. I was now straddling her waist, my legs on either side of her, as she ran her her hands up and down my lower limbs.

"Your legs…" she was breathing rapidly, her muzzle matching her pink fur, and her own legs were squirming underneath me. "So hot."

"You like 'em?"

"Sonic your legs are just, so sexy…" her face turned bright red as she stroked them, gripping at the lean muscles. "I've always wanted to touch them… I don't understand how they can go so fast…"

I shrugged. "They just always could - "

"Shush," she hushed me, and I watched her expression with amusement as she felt up my legs, her eyes glazed over, her pupils huge, gnawing on her bottom lip while her hands grasped and kneaded. Yessssss, all the contact and attention definitely felt amazing. After all the running I did today, my legs were a bit sore, and a massage was always welcome. But seeing her cheeks grow redder than my shoes was too damn adorable.

"Having fun?" I teased her, and let my legs vibrate quickly under her grasp.

She was biting her lip so hard, but a moan or two still went through. "Ooooh, Sonic you're too much… I can't handle you. And yet I want to have you so much, so badly."

Her hands left my legs to reach for my neck and shoulders. I must have felt tense, because Amy's smile softened. "You still good?" She was checking in with me - how sweet.

My turn to blush as I let my eyes wander her curves again. Damn, I was gonna get to touch all of that, and make her so pleasured - "Yeah. It's just, ya know, you're really really pretty is all. Okay you can do the thing now."

She pulled me down, so our chests were touching, and her legs wrapped around mine until they were completely tangled. Our lips met with fury, and I tasted her tongue again, my whole body enjoying her embrace. I immediately found her bra clasp, having no issues this time, and unhinged it with one hand with the other pulled it off and tossed it aside. With a bounce, her breasts were now free, and I had to admit, they felt incredible against my chest. I pushed her down, and grasped at the sides of her boobs to push them together while applying pressure on her tender spots with my body. She moaned over and over as I rubbed myself against her. I used my hands on them again, gently kneading them until Amy not-so-subtly asked me to be a bit more rough by placing her hands on mine and squeezing them. Message received, miss. I played with them a bit more intensely, teasing pressure and pinches at her nipples, too. They felt amazing in my hands, so squishy and bouncy, they were just fun to play with. And I could tell she loved it when I touched them by how much she was moaning and gasping my name.

I let one of my hands free of her ample bosom to travel down her side. Upon reaching her hips, I peeled off her thong to slide it down her legs all the way to her toes. Once there, Amy lifted her foot to fling it across the room.

Okay that was hilarious. I had to laugh, and nod as I was super impressed.

"10 outta 10."

She made a face at me. "The toss, or me?" She gestured down to her now-naked body.

I let my eyes caress her, admiring every detail of her voluptuous body. I'd been treated to her boobs, her waist, her hips, and now… I had to smile as I admired her womanhood. She was beyond gorgeous, every bit of her. "The toss. You're more like, a billion outta ten."

"You goofball, c'mere," She pulled me against her again, but this time she grabbed my back quills to flip us over, her on top.

We made out some more, rolling around and taking turns on top as we fondled each other; my speedy hands pleasured her all over again, hers massaged and relaxed me. As time went on, I could get the sense Amy wanted to move on to the next stage (as it were) but she seemed hesitant to initiate. And I knew why - she kept wrapping her legs around me, and while she avoided direct contact with my thing, I could tell she was trying to get close. However - and I knew this would happen - I was still flaccid. Nothing I could really do about that unless she touched it directly, as it would be a natural response, but I definitely didn't feel comfortable with that. At all. Not yet.

A small argument went through my head as I found myself distracted and an autopilot while pleasuring Amy. Shouldn't I be comfortable with this? I told myself I'd done this hundreds of times, with hundreds of other women, and I could do it again. But I didn't want to, and I shouldn't have to. I didn't want to do this just because I could, or even because Amy wanted it. In my experience, sex had always been a game of 'shoulds' and 'musts', otherwise pain. I'd never had a choice in the matter. Sex had never been about what I wanted, only what my partner did. Therapy had taught me this - in order for me to heal, I realized I'd have to assert some control in what I wanted. Even if what I wanted was nothing. What I didn't want, was to have a single moment with Amy that would later be traumatic or regretful for me. I wanted a fresh start, and everything with her to be amazing... for both of us.

If I was going to do this at all, I'd have to make my own choices.

So while my junk wouldn't be welcomed to the party, I'd just have to figure out another way to pleasure and satisfy her. And I had a few ideas.

Before I could try to switch gears, Amy took the lead. She leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "What can I do for you, mister Hedgehog?"

"Huh?"

"You know, to get you excited." I felt her hand on my inner thigh, and I tensed up automatically.

She removed her hand. "You still okay?" she asked again, finding my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied, feeling bad, but what could I do? I knew I shouldn't feel bad for saying no, for making choices, for asking for what I really wanted, but I still did. It had been ingrained into me to always submit, and somehow it felt wrong to assert any kind of control. I knew this would happen. Doubt filled my mind - I wouldn't be able to give her what she really wanted, what she craved, what she deserved, what she needed. I was a failure as a husband, as a lover - and I was broken. I should just submit sexually, like I always did… what I wanted didn't matter, it never did.

"Let's just do it and get it over with," I grumbled with a frown.

"No, Sonic…" she could tell my mood had changed, and she let go of me, untangling our legs. "Remember what I said, if you don't want it we don't do it."

I didn't move. "I'm sorry. I'm ruining our honeymoon."

"No, no, don't apologize. It's okay. Really." She rubbed my shoulders again, and I had to fight a sudden wave of emotion to not break into tears. My meds made me a bit unstable. I swallowed it down.

Amy continued. "It's just, you've done a lot for me, and I just want to do stuff for you, too. Stuff you like."

I shook my head. "You don't have to do anything for me. Seriously."

"But I want to," she pouted a bit. "I want you to enjoy this, too."

I gave her my best smile. "Ames, you're beautiful. And when you touch me, it feels amazing. So I am enjoying this, and seeing how happy and turned on this is making you is more than enough for me. This is for you. All for you. I want you to feel amazing, okay? So please, don't worry about me, at least not tonight. That'll come later. Tonight is about you. And celebrating your body."

"I appreciate that, but part of what I want is to experience you and your body. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable. So what are you comfortable with?"

"Okay, fair enough, ground rules. You can do whatever you want to my body as long as it doesn't involve... little Sonic. I'm not ready for that yet, okay?"

She nodded immediately, but I could tell she was holding back a laugh.

"What's so funny?"

Her eyes were on my crotch. "It looks like 'Little Sonic' is not so little."

"Amy…" I whined and rolled over onto my stomach, wanting to hide from embarrassment.

"Sorry, sorry, you know I love you…" she kissed the side of my face, and gently started massaging my back. That did feel nice. "So, I'm gonna kiss you all over other than, you know. Is that cool?"

"That's definitely cool. Also if you could keep massaging me that'd be great, it feels awesome."

Both her hands and lips went to work in tandem, starting on my neck. Up until now I hadn't been quite so aware of how good necking was, but Amy's lips felt incredible on me as she sucked and even nibbled at my sensitive skin, while her strong hands rubbed my shoulders. She then moved down my body, giving my chest a ton of attention. I could tell she was super attracted to it, and I smiled as she went to work, her care evident in how she loved me. As her hands went for my legs, her lips started at my chest and then worked their way down my torso to my abs and stomach - suddenly she stopped, and looked up to me.

"What's wrong?"

She just blinked as her face tinted bright pink. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize…"

I was confused, but then I figured it out - her current position. As she'd traveled down my body with her kisses, her boobs were now giving my manhood a hug. I hadn't even noticed - but as soon as my mind did, I could feel my boner starting. Oh god…

"Ames, don't worry about it. It feels kinda nice, actually," I winced a little as I started to grow and curve across her sternum. The cushy breasts did feel nice but still - it was going to start wanting attention now, attention I didn't want to give it.

"You don't look like it feels nice! I'm so sorry, I did the one thing you asked me not to do…" She bit down on her lip but stayed put, as if she were afraid of moving and disturbing me.

I cursed my inner anxiety, trying to tell myself I'd done this a million times with a million girls, and I could find the courage to do it with the woman I love. And yet - that was the thing… I loved Amy and couldn't disappoint her on tonight of all nights with my inevitable failure in this area. I wanted us both to get more comfortable with each other physically before we took the next step. I wasn't ready. That was my choice, my decision, and I could say no.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Just keep going, and ignore the little guy. He doesn't know what he wants."

"I mean, it's kinda hard to ignore…" she mumbled, her face now bright red. I could tell she was sneaking glances at it, and she looked so embarrassed. "I wanna touch it…" she said with gritted teeth, obviously trying so hard to control herself. Her hands were rubbing down the mattress.

"Please don't." I said with some vulnerability. I was starting to throb with want, and he really, really, really wanted me to just let her touch it, as I knew it'd feel unbelievably good. Maybe just a few strokes….? No. I wasn't ready - and I was unsure of what would happen to my mind once she got started, if I would be dragged back to that nightmare that still lived in my mind.

"Please don't, Ames," I repeated, noticing she was still struggling.

"I know, I know. Sorry. It's just… hngh…." She buried her face in my abs, and I chuckled. I didn't mind the attention nearly as much as I thought I would because she was so darn cute about it. I told her as much, and she hid herself even more, blushing something fierce.

"Hey, how about you touch my legs instead, hmm?" I offered, gently kicking them each up. "Might be similar enough for you. And when you're done with that, I have an idea."

She used her hands to lift herself over me, letting my manhood breathe, and her boobs dangle down. I immediately took the opportunity to play with them, trying to relax her and get her mind off what she couldn't have. And my own mind off of the attention little me wanted.

"What idea?"

I smiled, wanting to tease her a bit. "Do you wanna play with my legs or find out what my idea is?"

She rolled to the side of me and grabbed my calves, massaging the short fur and kneading the skin underneath. Ah, yessssss, I could get used to this, she could do this as much as she wanted.

"How about I do this while you tell me what it is…?"

I hesitated, suddenly embarrassed to say it out loud. My gaze returned to her womanhood, and I felt my cheeks flare up bright pink.

"Awwww, Sonic, what is it…?" Amy looked at me with huge eyes, adorable as ever. "You're so cute when you blush."

"I just thought, uh, you know, to get you off, I could do some things to you, in other ways than, you know, and I could use other things than the obvious..." I stumbled over my words, awkward.

Amy came to my rescue. "You mean, like, oral?"

"Yes. Yes, that's what I mean." Unfortunately that only made me blush more.

Amy squealed, and her grip on my lower legs tightened, and she hugged them to her chest. "Yes you may. Please. I'd like that."

I had to admit, I wasn't super fond of the idea, nor looking forward to this. I'd never been a fan of oral sex because I thought it seemed super demeaning and degrading. But maybe that had just been my experience with it - so I was willing to try with Amy. It'd probably be the only way I could get her off without using my thing. So it was definitely worth a shot.

She sensed my hesitation. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"I do want to," I affirmed, but even I could sense my own reluctance.

"You don't seem like it…" She looked down but still hugged my legs as if to comfort herself.

I used my toes to playfully brush against her fur. "I mean.. I told myself I wanted to get you off, and this is our best shot of that. So I'm willing to try. For you, Amy."

"Okay, but if at any point you feel uncomfortable-"

"I'll stop, trust me. Just relax and let me love you, okay?"

Well, I guess I was going in…. I took a deep breath, and took Amy's arms, gently forcing her to let go of my legs. I gathered her in my arms again and then laid her down near the head of the bed, placing a few pillows under her for comfort. Okay, time to relax and just enjoy this. I looked into her eyes and winked, causing her to squeal a bit, her legs wiggling in anticipation.

"You comfy?"

"Mmm-hmm."

I started by grasping either side of her wide hips, using my thumbs to trace her hip bone for a second before sliding downwards. I gently kneaded her thighs, making my way inwards, pulling her legs apart. I brought my head down, my lips tracing her stomach, then her right hip, then her inner thigh, and then -

"Sonic…" she moaned as soon as I made intimate contact. She was already panting and sweating, and her hands were grabbing fistfuls of bedsheets. "Oh my god, yessssss -"

I used my tongue all over her womanhood, licking and kissing her deeply, responding to her moans and squeals as she told me exactly what she liked. I kept my hands massaging her thighs, separating her legs wide as her comfort allowed. She resisted my pressure and pushed back, her whole lower half vibrating, obviously enjoying this immensely. I went up, down, and all around, pleasuring her.

"Soniiiiic~" She squeaked, and I felt her wrap her legs around me as best she could given our positions. "How are you so good, oh my GOD -"

I took a moment to catch my breath and looked up at her. "Hm, everything okay?"

"Shut up and don't stop!" She yelled at me. "I'm close."

I grinned at her. "Yes ma'am!"

I got back to work on her, and found myself surprised at how much I was enjoying this as well. Not only was making Amy feel good making me feel good, but it was genuinely nice to just enjoy her body's excited responses to my actions. As I could feel her building up to a climax, I really used my speed to pleasure her, upping the intensity until she finally came.

Amy laid back on the bed, panting loudly, her cheeks bright red as her whole body shivered over and over. I untangled myself and laid next to her, just staring over at her overwhelmed form. Her eyes closed as her whole body relaxed and slid down into her pillows.

"Was that good?" I teased her, rubbing at her arms.

"Sonic… that was more than good. It was so good, I can't - gimme a minute…" She took a few more breaths, and then laughed a bit, as if she were giddy, and her eyes opened. "I can't believe it… you're a god…"

"Well, I wouldn't go that far, but thanks, I guess? I really am incredible, huh?"

She smacked my arms playfully. "Your ego is actually warranted here… Sonic, I can't… I've never felt so amazing… how are you so good at this?"

I propped myself up with an arm to look down at my wife. "Because I love you. And you helped me out a lot."

"I just laid there. You did everything perfect."

"Nah, you told me just what you wanted, and I was happy to give it to you. I never thought I'd say this, but that was a lot of fun. I enjoyed it, too."

She looked into my eyes, and I smiled at her. She was still glowing. "You did?"

"Yep. I think we managed to find something we both like. Not too hard, was it?"

Amy's green eyes glittered as she stared at me. "Sonic, I way more than just enjoyed that. I fucking loved it."

I tapped her nose. "Hmm, good to know. Then I'll just have to do it again…" I kissed her lips. "And again…" Kissed her once more. "And again…"

She squealed and raised her arms, but I could tell she was too worn out to get up to hug me. "Oh god, Sonic, I love you so much… thank you…"

I bridged the gap and wrapped my arms around her. "You're welcome, Amy. I love you, too."

We took a moment to rest in each other's arms, close and as one. I was so, so happy we were together again. To think, how dramatically my life had changed in the past week, it was insane. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I was happily married to Amy, and I was getting better everyday. Even if I still had that restless heart, I was ready to settle down just a little. Only if it meant I could be with my love.

"I'm so glad you came back for me," Amy mumbled to me as I held her close.

"I'm so glad you were here for me when I did," I said, planting a kiss on her muzzle.

And then I closed my eyes and fell asleep with my new wife in my arms, hoping that she felt as loved as I did.

...X…

The End

...X...

I literally cannot overstate just how much this story means to me personally, how it's been more effective than any therapy, how much I've fought and beaten my own demons, how amazing it feels to finally write an asexual character, how much it's broken my heart in brand new ways so that it could heal. I don't want it to end, and I miss it already, but I feel I'm ready to move on to new things - more SonAmy, just with a different tone.

Dedications: I'd like to say a few words to those individuals who were instrumental in the writing of this story.

(~ Be careful, you may end up in my novel ~ )

First of all, to get this out of the way - to my asshole of an ex who raped me - who will probably never ever read this - fuck you. Seriously, fuck you. You hurt me horribly. You made me think I was broken - no, you broke me. You're a manipulative jerk who appealed to my naivete and need for romance, and then felt entitled to fuck me because you were nice and I had to like/want it. I hope you burn in hell, I really do.

Now onto people I actually like. :)

To Samantha27, Thanks for being an amazing friend and long-time, loyal reader. You've read pretty much every SonAmy story known to man, including all of mine, and really helped me write some parts of this story, including this lemon scene you beta-read for me. Thanks for your encouragement and advice on this chapter, you made it a lot better. You're awesome. And don't worry, I'll write more stories, I promise!

To SpeedsMyGame (Zak), Thanks for your support and friendship, and for liking all my silly stuff on twitter. You're so cool. :D

To kimchi-tan, who I can always count on for a great review, you're one of my biggest fans and I appreciate you! ^_^

To IT'S NO USE I'M OUTTA USE, who always makes me laugh and smile, and is also a great writer, you're also one of my biggest fans and you read everything I write, thanks a million! ;)

To Lynkia, Thanks for your constant enthusiasm!

To 01SonAmy01, another old friend and loyal reader - I wish the best for you in your life! Love ya, girl. 3

To Amefloza13, Gracias por ayudarme a practicar mi español. :) Estoy tan contento de que ames mi historia. Tuviste algunas críticas perspicaces.

To Blancis16, your reliable reviewing skills give me life!

To notyouraverageloser-chan, your comments on Candy inspired me to write even more of her lol… thanks for that! :)

To NightStar95, who wrote a deep review with great concrit - I appreciate you! Thanks for making this story better, and me a better writer.

To NeckBreak, thanks for all your support!

To AceisBae - your words about how you're ace and Sonic is also ace, and how much it means to you honestly made me cry… it means the world to me.

To Kyle Williams SuperSonicSpy1 - whose feelings and observations helped me add several important things to this story, thank you so much.

To Sarah, who is currently out of town but will read this eventually - You're my Tails, my confidant, who supports me no matter what. Thanks for the initial encouragement to write this story, as it probably wouldn't have existed if it weren't for you. I came to you with the idea to make Sonic asexual, just like me, and you told me to go for it, and now it's awesome.

To my love, Nick, whom I've known and loved for nearly 8 years now. You're my Amy, and in some ways my Sonic, too. This story is about us - but you already knew that. Even though I've dated other guys and tried to get over you, my heart keeps coming back, perhaps against my better judgement. You've been distant, you've been close, you've been frustrating - I've been sick, and hurting, and I know I've changed from the girl you used to love. I know things are complicated between us, and I don't want to push you into anything, but I still love you. Always have, always will. And I still hope, dream, and wish that we could have an ending like this someday. Together.

To my other reviewers: GroovyJay, Lady Sonamy, SirRubio, Deathclaw2010, Captain, MewMew, Exclusive04, Guest: Thanks a million!

And to ALL my readers, my favers, my followers - you guys are the best. Thanks for taking this personal journey with me. I'll see where inspiration takes me for my next project.

There is a very good chance I'll write a sequel to this, about how much Sonic (and his friends), have changed, being married to Amy, his new life and dealing with his lasting illnesses, his friends interactions/dramas - basically what this "new normal" is for him. While this story feels self-contained, there are a few loose ends I could write about, including Sonic and Eggman meeting again, Rouge and Blaze's drama, other relationships (KnuxRouge, Silvaze, Taiream), Sonic and Amy's sex life, and and a few other surprises. If you guys wanna see something like this, please let me know. :)

I also want to mention that I'm working on an article about this story, and asexual representation in media, and I hope to get it published in a journal. If you're interested in reading it, please PM me or follow me on twitter and I'll let you know when it's published.

~ that's all for now - thanks again for your support ~

~SilverDawn~