#genosonic

[hatchiy]

Sonic : I suppose to end you... i have to kill you!! I'm gonna end you!!

Saitama : and you ended up dating my diciple...

Sonic : NOT MY FAULT HE'S HOT!!

[hatchiy]

Saitama : you guys remember the first time we meet?

Genos : (while washing dishes) both of you flashing me, i remember that very well

Sonic : (almost choked by his onigiri) Well first of all that was an accident! That's compelitly not my fault!

Saitama : (bit embaressed) Yeah, also you're the one who burn my clothes!

Genos : my apologize for that sensei, but you did't even bothered to cover your area so it's doesn't change the fact that you're flashing me

Saitama : (completely embaressed) yeah yeah toaster...

Sonic : (side eyeing Saitama) bitch you wreck my balls...

Saitama : THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!

[tinalixv3]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I know genosonic isnt as popular as it was in the past but i wrote a fanfic out of despratisim anyways

[vanillssugar]

Sonic ❣️ of One Punch Man

[magic-soda]

Sorry I genuinely forgot I had Tumblr anyways remember when I fed the Genosonic community for like a month? yeah here they r again (kinda)

[ellenchain]

No. 04 - Eating 🍴 Sonic is having fun with a certain Cyborg 😏

| Kinktober 2022 (uncensored + high res) on Gumroad for free | Twitter (R18) |

[ellenchain]

Hi! I love your GenoSonic art! Are you gonna do more soon?

Thank you so much ❤️

Unfortunately I'm afraid that I won't do anything more on Genosonic… I started a second comic, but never finished it (it's not uploadable in any way, because there are no speech bubbles 🙃).

For this year's (and last year's) Kinktober I had drawn them again. Due to tumblr's changes regarding kinky stuff, the pictures are available on my twitter account: limorion_art and on gumroad!

Maybe you haven't seen those? ❤️

[rayadraws]

– “Well this is not what I expected to happen.”“What did you expect?” | for OPM, GenoSonic if you're open to it!! 👀👀👀

Yesss let's gooo! Pre-relationship, hm, T-rated probably? It's a little suggestive but nothing explicit. Canon-typical violence, I guess.

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”Well, this is not what I expected to happen,” Sonic said, caught somewhere between grinning and looking flabbergasted before settling for mild surprise.

”What did you expect?” Genos growled, unable to do much more than sit there in an awkward kneeling position, pouting like the baby he was.

Then again, as much as Sonic hated to admit it, the baby was fast and he packed a punch to go with it. Relying on technology to improve your performance was definitely cheating, but s’not like they could talk ethics while attempting to blast each other into next week.

It didn’t happen often, but it’d happened a few times, now. One of them would run into the other (and if Sonic just happened to spend more and more of his free time in City Z in order to run into Genos, that was nobody’s business) and each time they immediately and wordlessly settled into one of their little sessions, usually not separating until Saitama pulled them apart again… or that one time Sonic had a stupid dentist appointment he had to make. At least he’d had the last word, then. He couldn’t give the impression of running off with his tail between his legs, so he’d made a show of getting close to the blond idiot before he had a chance to incinerate him, getting up close and personal, caressing his face so, so carefully as he told him he was busy, revelling in how the guy had suddenly gone still, frozen in time, with the most delicious expression on his face. That had… awoken something. In Genos, probably, but definitely in Sonic.

He wanted to see more of that expression.

Sonic was good at thinking on his feet. It came with the job, it’s how he’d survived this long, but it also came with a sometimes unfortunate side effect: he rarely had an especially detailed plan for anything he did at any time.

Hence, the current unexpected little Situation.

Sonic currently had in his possession one (1) combat cyborg, very much caught, grappling hook nicely embedded in the back of his shoulder as a little bonus, arm hanging useless and limp and a generous amount of rope keeping the rest of the guy in place.

”Well, for starters I thought you’d be faster,” Sonic replied, putting a finger to his chin as if deep in thought. Why not have another go at a little jab while his game was strong. ”Guess you’re weaker than I thought.”

”Maybe I let you catch me.”

”Somehow I very much doubt that. You’re too proud. Saitama’s favourite little disciple and all,” Sonic taunted as he came closer, moving as silently as a cat. And with the hunger of one, eyeing up its caught prey.

Genos glowered at him, straining against his bonds. A moment ago his injured arm had been sparking but now it was quiet. The whole world seemed quiet, as if all that existed in that moment was the two of them and nothing else.

Slowly, cautiously, as if approaching a rabid dog, he walked up to the cyborg kneeling awkwardly in front of him. And then, quick as a cobra he grabbed Genos’ chin, forcing him to look up, to meet his eyes. Those distinctly inhuman orbs, melted gold against black, unfairly intimidating and pretty, glowing straight into his soul. His face, though, his face was warm and soft, like real skin, Sonic felt it. Even the- whatever structure he had, whether bone or metal underneath, that felt like the real deal too. Genos had nice features, he’d looked downright pretty if he didn’t always look so disdainful, so full of himself. But maybe there was still hope for him… maybe Sonic could take him down a peg or three.

”Heh… Should have known you’d lose this little game of ours sooner or later,” he drawled, using his other hand to oh so gently swipe a golden stray lock aside so he could get a better look at him.

”Maybe I’m just tired of this stupid game and let you think you’ve won.”

”Oh? You should have just told me, then.”

Sonic grinned as he leaned down. ”Don’t think I’ll untie you just yet, though. This is a good look on you.”

”You’re scared, then. Only dare to get close when I’m restrained.”

”Hush, golden boy.”

With that, Sonic resolutely sat down, right on Genos’ lap. He grinned as he felt the cyborg immediately tense under him. Wrapping his arms around him, he felt the heat through his vents, the steam rising through his shoulders and back.

”Oh yes, this is exactly where I want to be right now.”

He ground down, chuckling as Genos made a sound.

”You’re so obvious, big guy. And so hopelessly inexperienced. Just a big puppy who has no idea what to do with himself when offered a treat.”

”So teach me, then,” Genos managed through clenched teeth.

”Teach you? Ha, another thing I didn’t see coming. Aren’t you just full of surprises today.”

”You’re, you’re not sensei. But in this area-”

”How about this? You beg for more, and I’ll consider giving you what you want.”

He grinned down at the man below him, steaming, nearly panting, bound and at his mercy, and eyes burning, staring up at him as he longed for any little tidbit Sonic had to offer him. Oh, this was going to be fun.