Vanilla Sonic X Novels & Stories

Xander sneered and thrust the hunting knife into Vito’s thigh, the same way he’d done to Serenity. “Let’s see how long you can maintain your silence. It’s gonna be a long night.” Xander frowned in mock sadness, “What should we do next? Perhaps something to take the edge off.” Xander picked up the syringe, knowing full well that whatever it contained was meant to enhance the feelings in your nerve endings instead of dulling it.

Xan said as he moved his head in between her legs. Xan started to lick her clit slowly and in a circular motion, driving Grace wild. “Oh, Xan, faster! Don’t stop please! Grace moaned as she felt the pressure build in her core. “Good things to that wait!” Xan chuckled as he lowered his tongue to lick her lips. He was happy at how wet she was already and how sweet she tasted. “Oh my little Phoenix, you taste so sweet; like warm honey! “ Xan moaned. “Oh, God!” Grace screamed as Xan put two fingers inside her core.

She could not speak at first and when she returned to the truth, “Hu-Huy Tsong. What are you doing—” “God,” Vince interrupted as Xania stopped. “I f*cking missed you.”

Slowly, Xyla Quest started hearing a buzzing noise in her ears. She knew that this was caused by the explosions earlier. Meanwhile, Xavier York was feeling the same thing next to her. Xavier weakly covered his ears with his hands as he looked at Xyla. “I suddenly started hearing a buzzing noise in my ears… It feels horrible…” “It’s probably from the loud explosions… It’ll be gone later,” Xyla immediately said. After saying that, Xyla stood up and called Stanley Batton on the phone…

Michael eyed Xavier curiously. Xavier tapped Michael’s nose and proclaimed, “Surprise.” Xavier instantly grabbed the box he had placed next to the bed when he stepped into the room. “I bought you your favorite vanilla ice cream and snacks from Chips n Chops.” He said and placed the customized box on the bed for Michael’s easy access. Michael’s eyes lit up and he sat up due to excitement; immediately, he grabbed the box and opened it. Michael’s brows knitted slightly in curiosity. “There’s Chips n Chops in the state?”

"I knew I should've never introduced my girlfriend to my 'Xbox'," Jasper groaned the words softly with a yawn as he rolled onto his side, large hands tugging the girl to his side to a more favourable proximity. "Good morning to you, too," Genevieve pressed a thumb to the glowing button to the centre of the controller, her eyes shifting to the man whose head lay against the pillow by the curve of the girl back. Jasper still lay, whereas Genevieve had already shooed away the lingering tastes of slumber with a seat against the mattress with the duvet by her hips.

Some crunching sound filled his ears and he turned to see Vanessa eating. “What the hell are you eating?” he snatched the fruit from her hand and threw it away. “Why are you shouting so much, I saw it on a tree and it was ripe.” “So you just eat any fruit you see on a tree?” “It’s not like you offered me something to eat, it was the only thing I saw that looked edible.” She retorted “How many have you eaten?” he asked instead “The one you threw away was the third. Why are you asking?” “THE THIRD!!! What the fuck is wrong with you, you can’t just eat any random fruit because you’re hungry!” Xavier exclaimed and placed a palm on his forehead trying to still his rage

Some supports him but some are very unreasonable. Can ‘she’ tolerate his fans, their love and hate? As usual he got carried away by these questions. He sighed heavily and mumbled "Where are you MY VANILLA?" and drifted to sleep. He didn't know why but he calls his future partner as vanilla. For him, vanilla ice cream is pure as white, smells pleasant, tastes divine, and soft as cloud. He always imagines that his would be wife will be like Vanilla. His favourite Vanilla.

She is only mine. Xx____xX