here's nothing like spending time with friends, playing games and eating snacks all while cracking jokes and making each other laugh. You're very close to sonic and all his friends, so it's no surprise that you said yes to joining everyone to the party they decided having.
(A few hours later)
The party was going great so far but soon started to get boring after a while. It seemed like everyone had ran out of ideas on what to do. Well... All but one person, or I guess Bat. Rouge had a game idea for everyone to play, "hey guys I have a fun game we can play" she announced to everyone in the room, drawing everyone's attention and eyes on to her. "How about we play spin the bottle?" And just like that, you and everyone else at the party found themselves sitting in a circle with a bottle in the middle. Everyone took their turns spinning the bottle, all in good fun. But now, it was your turn to kiss someone. You just hope that the bottle lands on the one and only person you really wanted to kiss...
❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜
With!!!
Whisper!
or any oc of your choice if they're easier 👀
😘💜💜💜
OMG I am so excited that you asked for him!!! I can't tell you how happy this makes me my friend, thank you!! 😭I hope this satisfies you and that it makes you like Whisper even more because I loved exploring him with this prompt. I changed the wording of the prompt ever so slightly to fit his cadence better but it's still highlighted
You can find out more about Whisper here and here if you're interested <3
Clone OC Whisper x reader
Rating: Mature, toeing the line of Explicit
Word Count: 987 (me? Writing something under 1k?? I can't believe it myself)
Warnings: Sexual themes, biting/marking, slight restraint (hands being pinned down), reader is technically GN but no lube is mentioned so plz keep that in mind.
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He hadn’t said a word since he came home to you, simply wrapped you in his arms and lost himself in your kiss.
That wasn’t unusual for Whisper, especially after a rough campaign. Silently falling into your embrace was his favorite welcome home. A shuddering breath left him when you traced his lip with your tongue and suddenly you were falling back on your bed.
He was on you instantly, lips finding your neck and hands gripping your thighs. With a gasp of your own, your fingers found their way to his long curls, desperate to pull him closer as he explored your neck. His name was on your breath as you breathed out a moan and that’s when you felt the pleasant flash of his teeth sinking into your skin.
It took you by surprise, which showed as you cried out in pleasure and tightened your grip in his hair. His tongue came out to soothe the bite instantly, tracing it delicately, a silent apology.
That also wasn’t unusual for your dear trooper, for him to pull back the moment his hands and mouth aired on the rough side. He always touched you as if you were the most precious thing he would ever hold, as if you would crumble under the sheer weight of his need for you.
“I don’t think you know what you do to me,” came his quiet, smoky timbre.
Maker, his voice always did things to you. Always so purposeful, almost airy despite its deep tone, like a cloud in a dark stormy sky. In answer, you pulled him closer and pressed your lips to his ear.
“Show me,” was your whimpered reply, “want you to show me what I do to you, Whisper.”
Beside your head, you felt his fist dig into the pillow and he pressed his face deeper into your neck, his other hand sliding to your hip. He drew in another breath this time through clenched teeth, as if they were biting down on the last thread of his resolve.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for, my love,” he hissed through his teeth and it was the roughest you had ever heard him speak.
“Yes, I do.” To drive your point home, you nipped your own teeth at his earlobe, which instantly had his hips snapping against yours. Damn the clothes he hadn’t pulled off yet! “I’m not made of glass, Whisp,” your nails raked lightly against his scalp, “you don’t have to hold back when you take me.”
That’s when he growled, a deep, primal sound you never knew you wanted to hear from him. He finally pulled away from your neck and his eyes were dark as he looked down at you. Most of his hair had tumbled from its tie and the tips, which were currently dyed your favorite color, brushed against your face in a way that felt so intimate in that moment. You had to hold back a shaky breath as you looked back at him, the heat pooling in your center was practically unbearable now.
Whisper’s eyes slowly started to trail down your body, eyeing your bare chest with a hunger that was familiar in theory, but had a shadow to it this time. Eyes now half lidded, he dropped that skilled mouth to the spot just above your heart. He kissed gently at first, but it was all just a prelude to the way they traced your skin as he moved to the hard bud of your nipple.
Those hooded eyes were locked on your face again, watching you as his tongue darted across the sensitive spot. Then you were choking on a gasp as his teeth came out to play. Your body lifted up to meet him on instinct and his hand released its death grip on the pillow, darting down to pin your chest back to the bed.
He held you there as he left his marks, a pattern over your heart, lips and teeth working in a head spinning tandem that had you crying his name again. Oh, he liked that. His teeth pressed harder and his free hand dug possessively into your thigh without a word.
Whatever fire he had been quelling before, it was consuming him now. With one final lick to comfort the abused skin, he pulled back, hands darting to your underwear and practically tearing them off as he pulled them down your legs.
“Look at me,” he breathed out harshly.
You blinked at the quiet command, having barely realized that you were watching his hands, not his face. When you obeyed, locking eyes with his again, Whisper released the clasp of his belt with one hand and pushed his pants down with the other. His hard cock pressed against you as he leaned over you fully, large arms pinning beside your head to cage you. To envelop you in nothing but him.
“Say it,” was his next command, his hips pressing teasingly into yours.
It was all you could do to swallow and choke out a “What?”
“I’m waiting,” his hands found yours, fingers gripping you tight as he lifted them above your head and pressed them against the bed, “for permission.” He leaned down to press his lips to your ear. “Give me permission to have my way with you.”
“Yes!” you moaned, wrapped your legs around him, “Please, Whisper, do whatever you want with me!”
Another low growl was the only answer you got before he drove into you hard and fast. He took what you offered without hesitation, relishing every sound you made and left you begging for more.
Can I request relationship hcs with tangle and whisper?
Tangle likes to take you out a lot, as often as she can in fact! Perhaps it’s because there’s a potential to fight evil doers and go on some adventure, it’s certainly a fun idea for a date, is it not? But despite how crazy your relationship may be at times (most of the time) she still likes having crazy fun! So you’ll have to get used to that. She loves affection, always hugging you or holding your hand! While also being protective (but not overbearingly so). She compliments you a lot, and she’s not just saying it either! She means every word!
Whisper has a different approach with dating, she’s quite shy around you so she won’t be randomly hugging you or something. She usually asks if she can, and she’s obsessed with making your dates perfect. She doesn’t wanna mess anything up, and she wants there to be time for just the two of you, so there’s almost never crazy adventure while you two are on a lovely date. She actually panics if the slightest thing is wrong with any of your dates. She usually doesn’t make any first moves (so you’ll have to).
