Now and Forever - Silver x Reader

Eventually, as the cover of night darkened the forest, my stomach settled. My fur was drenched, the remains of our water reserves being used to wash away my own blood that stained my fur, as well as rehydrate. I don't remember too much of the past few hours. Everything was a blur, as everything past by me at double the speed.

As I lay, head resting on the warmth of Silvers chest, I stared up toward the stars, the clicking of fire tickling my ears. Tails and Sonic had left in search of a river to refill our bottles, Tails leaving a fire to keep us warm. Orange sparks from the flame danced toward the sky, blending in with the numerous stars as they faded into flecks of ash. 

Silence engulfed us. Our breathing echoing into the wind, leaves rustling softly. Critters of the night roamed the forest floors, as crickets sung their nightly songs. My (F/C) fur blew gently in the wind, slowly drying. 

My hands were intertwined, resting against my stomach. My breathes slow, matching Silver's pace as we both stared into the sky. Every now and again, a chill would tingle along my spine, my body shivering. Swallowing, I waited for the taste of metal to coat my tongue again. But it never did. I was no longer sick, but my stomach couldn't fully relax, constantly churning with nerves, ready for another wave of bloody acid.

Silver's body held me, protecting me. His arms rested atop my own, his hands completely covering mine as he held me close. Occasionally his grip would tighten, and he would stop his breathing, listening for my own as if checking I was still alive. I had never seen him so afraid. Not even at the end of the world did he break. He was always so calm and positive. 

Why would he panic so much over me? Why was he so worried? Couldn't he see that I'm a freak? A beast?

Biting my lip, I frowned, mentally shaking the thoughts away. They weren't mine. They were Infinites. At least, I hoped they were. He had been clouding my every moment with his presence it was hard to tell who I truly was. Where do I stop and where does Infinite start?

Squinting, I focused my attention on the hedgehog below me.

His chest rose and fell, matching his heartbeat. Flicking an ear back, I closed my eyes, listening to the soothing sound of his beathing. It was oddly comforting to know he was here. With me. Holding me. In all my time alone, I had never felt so safe. While my body was still weak and trembling, something about Silver made me calm. I knew he would protect me.

Blushing at the thought, I slightly shifted, rolling onto my side as I subconsciously nuzzled into Silvers chest fur. After the whole, loosing half my blood in five seconds fiasco, his shirt was dyed completely red. As a result, while I cleaned my fur, he took off his shirt, discarding the material into the fire tails had made. 

My face burned hot, knowing I was pressed up against his naked chest. His chest fur was ruffled, messy from being confined under his shirt. And he had brushed a hand through the white strands, casually smoothing out the fur before pushing his quills back on his head, fixing up a few stray quills. His arms were on full display, no shirt or jacket hiding the strong muscles, nor was the fabric hiding his chest or stomach. All of which I was tightly pressed up against,

And honestly, even if it was only my back that touched his stomach, it was just as firm as I had imagine. It was sturdy, unwavering as it held me, his chest unaffected by my added weight. And his chest fur was unimaginably soft. I was honestly kind of jealous. 

Taking in a deep breathe, I let out a soft sigh, relishing in his warm scent. I honestly couldn't describe it. He smelt of warm fire and pine trees. A natural musk that was addicting. 

Chewing on the inside of my lip, I awkwardly shuffled, embarrassed by my own thoughts. I had a near death experience and I was focusing on Silver and how he smelt. Maybe I was losing my wind. But as a delicate breath from Silvers mouth ticked the back of my ear I melted. My muscles turned into liquid as I melted into his warmth, the fire doing nothing to warm me. It was all Silver.