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Oh, don't worry. The road to your recovery lies in baby steps.
And let me guess. I can't take those, right?
You got it! HAHAHAHA YOU LEGLESS FREAK!
Like I chose to lose my legs yep.
How does it feel knowing you'll never walk again?
Why do you care so much?
Because I like seeing you squirm. Dr. Eggman must be real proud of himself, huh? And how many visitors do you get? How often?
Yeah Egghead's proud of himself. Has a monument about it and everything. Still the others have taken care of him just fine and I'm not needed anymore.
How many visitors...? How often...?
...
I dunno if I wanna share that with you.
It must be pretty lonely, huh?
...
Yeah. I guess you could say that.
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Date: 2012-05-29 01:34 am (UTC)From:The words came out in an instant, as if he'd rehearsed saying this over a thousand times when he never thought he would ever say that. Shadow's fury knew no bounds but his body's, keeping well-contained within his physical being, but only barely. He trembled, he hissed, he snarled, yet he didn't take it further than that when his mental state shrieked at him to do something.
He'd trained himself well to be in control of his emotions.
While he definitely had his slip-ups, such as what recent events displayed, he was well intact with his anger.
... Most of the time.
"You need them and they will not come near you. There is no excuse." He eyed Sonic with a passionate fury that he couldn't hold back in his orbs, burning crimson now more akin to two full-blown suns. None of it was directed at the blue one, of course, and yet...
He wanted so bad for just his looks towards Amy and Tails to scald them to their core.
Because they deserved it.
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Date: 2012-05-29 02:01 am (UTC)From:It was a small plea. The rant, the yelling, all of it... he couldn't handle it. It didn't matter to him how angry Shadow was at his other friends. He didn't want to hear it; he cared so much for Tails and Amy and just couldn't stand to listen to them being degraded. In other to further beat in the fact that Sonic was not fond of Shadow's behavior, he backed away from his arm, turned, and grappled at his soda, gulping it down, quills turned to the black hedgehog purposefully.
"I get your intentions, okay? I get what you're saying. But I didn't tell you that just so you could go ahead and insult my best friends. They'd been there for me far more than you could ever imagine." And he wasn't about to give them up just because Shadow told him he didn't need them. He may've been clinging onto breaking threads, but he needed those threads. They were what kept him Sonic the Hedgehog, through and through.
"I needed someone to listen. I didn't need someone to tell me who my friends are and who aren't."
He wasn't angry. He was just... rattled. The hostility Shadow displayed for them... and in front of him...
He didn't need this right now.
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Date: 2012-05-29 04:00 pm (UTC)From:Yet that didn't automatically make him feel better about his friends. Hell no. That would take a lot more convincing than that for Shadow to be on a respectable level with those two. Loyalty... was not something he treated lightly. He never did, and he never will.
He didn't want to make Sonic so upset either, so at any rate, he had to cool his tits here.
"... Then I only have one more inquiry," he continued to speak, his voice more leveled and less boisterous. "They may have been there for you then, but they are not there for you now, when you need them the most. What is more important? Then or now?"
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Date: 2012-05-29 04:42 pm (UTC)From:He huffed and, wanting to make absolutely certain his friend got the point, flopped down on his side with his back still turned to him. This discussion was obviously over, and Sonic was sorry he ever brought his friends up. He wasn't about to get lectured on his choices, and he knew why they weren't around. Not to mention they were children -- Tails eight, Amy thirteen -- and they were having a hard time dealing with their hero crumbling. It was understandable, common sense in Sonic's opinion.
He simply missed them terribly. It was a selfish thought, anyway.
His fingers tightened on his sheets, and his roughened expression softened into something more... longing. Longing for old times, longing for someone to understand, longing for things to be as they should instead of complicated and painful as they were now. And steadily, steadily, he felt that agony grip his chest, and he let out a slight choked whimper. He was so sick and tired of this. He wanted to go home. He wanted to relax under sunlight, legs outstretched, friends laughing and rejoicing.
He would never have that ever again.
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Date: 2012-05-29 05:08 pm (UTC)From:... still, Shadow did not waver. He was sorry that he hurt him, but he was not sorry for stating his opinion.
He glanced to the chili dog and tater tots, left in pure abandonment, uneaten. Sonic had to eat. He at least wanted him to be satiated to some extent.
He reached out for both, holding the fast food cartons in his hands, and then nudged at the blue hedgehog's shoulder.
"Here," he offered. "You need to eat."
maybe i shouldn't have left my icon names as numbers. i can't tell them apart on school computers.
Date: 2012-05-29 06:42 pm (UTC)From:So, Sonic took the chili dog, took back his soda, and started to eat and drink as he should be, but he left the tater tots untouched. He wasn't that hungry, and he was still uncertain as to whether or not he'd stomach the chili dog, much less anything else. And so, he wasn't about to risk it. He was fine with being a minimalist this time around.
Actually, he'd been a minimalist a lot lately, which was worrying the nurses. He ate less. He was gradually growing to be less energetic. He was sure that the difference was obvious to Shadow, who'd been around him daily and knew enough about his old habits, but he couldn't find himself caring. He wanted to muster up more energy, sure, but he couldn't reach for energy that wasn't there. And honestly, much of this situation and many others that sprang up as a result of it made him lose his appetite more cases than not at all.
He ate in complete silence, refusing to talk to the black hedgehog at the moment. He didn't expect anything but another rant about his decisions or pain or whatever. He'd gotten that a lot lately, hadn't he? It was wearing.
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Date: 2012-05-29 06:53 pm (UTC)From:Shadow looked to the tater tots, untouched, unwanted, and left behind by his companion. He couldn't find himself surprised, considering his appetite had been going down, and yet... he wanted him to eat. He wanted to see him waffle down food the way he used to. He could even shove a chili dog down in a large set of three bites
according to Black Knight, at least.But... no. Not anymore. He wasn't the same now.
Unlike Tails and Amy, however, he wasn't going to let that push him away.
He grabbed the hunks of potato and stared down at them. Someone had to finish them. He might as well do the honors, but just to be safe...
"... Are you going to eat these?"
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Date: 2012-05-29 07:28 pm (UTC)From:He couldn't help but sneak a glance at companion. Although he didn't want to talk to him, that didn't mean he wasn't curious as to what he was thinking. He'd made several guesses, but each time the blue hedgehog thought he'd figured Shadow out, he'd surprised him by doing the complete opposite of what he assumed or something along different lines. It made him both frustrating and thrilling to deal with, because he wasn't sure what he would get.
He supposed it also made him agonizing, because the other kept tip-toeing that thin line of what he can and can't do with him. One minute he'd be taking care of him, the next he'd be lecturing him. He was wondering now if the good times, the times that Shadow actually appeared to be compassionate and friendly toward him, were worth the bad, in which he felt betrayed and abused?
He wanted to make sure that Shadow didn't read anything into him staring at him from the corner of his eye, and focused on his chili dog and soda. He almost wanted to just chuck the rest of it; he really didn't feel hungry. But the nurses and Shadow himself would insist on him eating more, so he would. Enough to be satisfactory.
I GUESS SO!!
Date: 2012-05-30 02:00 am (UTC)From:Shadow had used him that day for his own pleasure. Again, selfishness, something he beat himself up over, something that made him derisive towards his very being. He shouldn't have wanted to satisfy his curiosity. It should have been... him. Sonic being satisfied. Sonic feeling good.
That was when a daring idea struck, one that he felt that he should at least try. Why not? Either way, he knew that his respect in the other hedgehog's eyes was likely little to nothing by now.
"... Sonic," he spoke soothingly, sitting at his bedside again and leaving his chair. "I... would like to try something. For you."
Those last two words were very important.
oh yeah this is happening
Date: 2012-05-30 02:25 am (UTC)From:He supposed he was a fool again, because he set aside the soda and quickly finished up his chili dog so that he could turn his head, glancing at the other from the corner of his eye, mostly in his peripheral. He wasn't going to turn back to him, but perhaps the 'something' that Shadow wanted to try would be promising.
He was placing a lot of trust in the black hedgehog right then. He had before, but he was letting him back, after being lectured, after being used, after every harsh statement that the other hedgehog had given him. He was trusting him enough with another chance.
After all, what did it matter? If Shadow did something bad to him, he supposed it wouldn't plunge him into pain he hadn't already experienced before.
"Fine," was his curt reply, somewhat subdued. He didn't really have a lot of hope in whatever plan this was, it seemed.
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Date: 2012-05-30 02:10 pm (UTC)From:His ears wilted. If this elicited a bad response, he wasn't sure what else he could even do.
... but this isn't about him being hurt in the end, or being appreciated in the end. This is about Sonic and his comfort.
Slowly, he reached his hands out to gingerly touch sapphire shoulders, fingers digging softly in to reach flesh. From there, he rubbed, massaged, soothed the area, looking for something, anything pleasant.
"You," he stated, "need to relax."
... Please.
don't have much to say..............
Date: 2012-05-30 03:06 pm (UTC)From:Still, he'd wait. No doubt Shadow had a plan for him, and it didn't just involve his shoulders. If this turned out to be a waste of time, he could berate him about it later. He didn't seem finished just yet.
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Date: 2012-05-30 03:25 pm (UTC)From:He slid his hands down silky fur, running fingers over his shoulder blades, in-between them, and then finally, he settled on giving a certain curvature of his back small, circular motions with his thumb, his fingers wrapping gently around the rest of Sonic's waist as he did so.
He had no idea how accurate he was on where he may or may not have liked to be touched. He was making blind guesses, hoping that he would get a good reaction on the contrary to a bad one.
Please, be fine with this...
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Date: 2012-05-30 03:54 pm (UTC)From:Wait. The dip. The dip.
A sudden gasp passed through Sonic's lips as he felt a shiver of heat run through him, some of it trickling down into a certain place deep down. He had to open his mouth to let some of the heat out with somewhat heavy breathing, quiet but enough to be telling. His fingers dug into the sheets for some grounding, his back arched, and somehow, the sensation and the need to be touched magnified when he remembered distantly that it was Shadow doing the touching.
This was... a new experience, but not a bad one. Pleasurable, in fact extremely. It made his body more in tune, more sensitive to his surroundings. Was Shadow's breathing always so... attractive? The sound wrapped around him like silk, and he forgot entirely that he was supposed to be angry with the black hedgehog. He wanted... He wanted to be closer to him, but how? He was turned away from him, and he... didn't want to startle him out of touching him like that.
This desire manifested itself in a noise beyond Sonic's control.
"Nn..."
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Date: 2012-05-30 06:31 pm (UTC)From:That is a much, much better reaction than he'd expected, but all the more pleasant. A wonderful surprise, he mused, heels of his hands digging into the area to sooth the muscles in that area.
Shadow's tail flipped up and down, ears wiggling and reddening at the sound of Sonic's sweet voice. The blue 'hog produced such a noise, such a promiscuous sound that he couldn't possibly ignore, something that made his heart drum and flutter within him, on and off, slam and throb...
He hitched a breath as he brought one hand and slid from the very top of his spine to the very bottom, just where his tail met his lower back, his other hand still at work on the more sensitive tissue.
"... Is it good?"
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Date: 2012-05-30 07:11 pm (UTC)From:"A-ahh," was Sonic's intelligible response at first, his fingers working into the sheets as if they were his partner himself. A shudder ran through him as that hand inched down his spine, accompanied with the constant pressure to that sensitive spot, the spot that kept firing his nerves. He felt exhilarated, a rush, and... well, he desired to feel more of it. More. More. He gasped, "I-I... I've never... been touched like thisss... before... mmmmm..." And it was true. His experience with that spot was absolutely none.
It was... almost frightening. The sensation was so new, and he could smell danger in the horizon. He knew it was delicate and he knew that he was completely vulnerable. Did he trust Shadow enough to allow that vulnerability to happen, to allow himself to sink into the heat instead of trying to fight it off so he was aware of what was happening? His vision and mind were clouded, and he wasn't sure if it was worth trying to blow those clouds away. After all, it did feel good -- and he was learning very quickly that the black hedgehog had the capability to take him to a sort of nirvana. Did he want to go there with him? Was he ready for it?
"K-keep going..."
He was ready to try it out, at least.
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Date: 2012-05-30 07:42 pm (UTC)From:He unwrapped the fingers from his waist and brought them all onto his back, giving it gentle, yet firm strokes, obvious pressure being put into the muscle to sooth him, as well as elicit more pleasure. The way Sonic moaned and crooned for him, his back pushing into his hands, his body heat rising... it all made him feel, admittedly, very fucking aroused.
He didn't want this to be about him, though. He ignored it. He fought it. He didn't want to hurt him again. He just wanted to make him feel good, to make him happy.
He leaned his face into his shoulder, muzzle burying itself into blue fur, and he gave a soft rumble or two that delved into all-out purring as continuing, rubbing and stroking and kneading.
"Prrrrrr... Prrrrrrr... Soni-... Chhhhrrrrrrrrrrrr..."
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Date: 2012-05-30 08:24 pm (UTC)From:"A-ahh..." His voice was so breathy, he hardly recognized it anymore. Was this what this does? "Sh-Shadow..." Sonic swallowed hard, biting on his lip as his fingers kneaded the bed below him. Even his little stumps, where his thighs would be, twitched, and for once, he didn't feel pain with it. In fact, he wanted to wrap his legs, nonexistent as they were, around Shadow, bring him in, hold him tightly, rid of any distance that may be between them. He was supposed to be angry at him? How could he be, when he felt so good? And to know he was doing this all for his sake, all for him...
Shivers, heat, world-breaking, and he finally decided he couldn't take it anymore. His body was on fire, and his mind completely dissolved into the seas of desire, desire and temptation that he allowed himself to carry out. Right now it didn't matter that the black hedgehog had hurt him in the past. Right at that moment, right there with him on the bed, he was giving him the best experience of his life -- and he wanted to bring him with him.
With that, he swiveled around in Shadow's grip, backing away from him, taking a pause as he looked him over. When the ache became too hard to bear, when his mind couldn't stop repeating Shadow, Shadow, Shadow, he lunged forward, grappled for his own back, and slammed his lips against his.
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Date: 2012-05-30 11:16 pm (UTC)From:...
He stopped.
Shadow stared at him, wide-eyed and appalled. Did he do something wrong? Was it not sensitive in a way he enjoyed, but rather, suffered through? Hurt and arousal could sound the same, couldn't it? If he fucked this up, if he pained him again, just like before, he didn't know what he would do. It made him want to just turn back, turn back, turn back--...!
Then those lips crashed into his, and the puzzle pieces all fell into place.
He gave a squeak (a squeak, of all things) of surprise against his flesh, mouth so tender and moist and warm and enveloping his own. He hadn't done anything wrong. He made Sonic want to- to-...
...
All of the questions began to circle through his mind.
He did enjoy him. A lot. He kept that buried deep within. He knew that much. Did he... love him, though?
Perhaps. If he didn't know any better, if he didn't know to tread carefully and to not assume, he would consider it love, but he wasn't about to dub it that just yet. Regardless...
What if this was it?
He would lose him one day. Was that a sacrifice for himself that he was willing to make?
...
Stop being so selfish.
He made his decision, and with much vigor, he pushed himself forward, swinging his arms around the blue one's shoulders, and kissed him, full and deep and passionately. His Sonic. His.
I'm going to take care of you now. I promise.
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Date: 2012-05-30 11:43 pm (UTC)From:His lips shifted against Shadow's, bottom, upper, and gradually he transitioned from hard bashing to gentle open-mouth. His lips, too, were his -- just as Sonic had managed to capture the black hedgehog's body in that vice grip. He breathed into it, breathed into him, breathed him in general, diving into him and his essence. He drew his body closer, closer, if only to deepen the contact, not just with their lips but their stomachs, their chests.
His fingers stayed in consistent contact with him as he shifted his hands, his palms sliding from his back to his sides, stroking, stroking. He wanted Shadow to feel the ecstasy that he did, the fire that he did, and he wanted him to know, too. He wanted him to know how much he was affecting him. He wanted him to know how, in merely a few minutes, he'd made him addicted to the black hedgehog, unable to separate from him. He kept them attached like magnets, a strong pull.
And of course, how could he show how much he enjoyed him with action alone? Indeed, he let loose various vocalizations, most of which were "ahh"s and "nnn"s, but some of them could be made into... a small sliver of coherency. Such as, but his foggy mind wouldn't recall it, "Y-you fffeel good..." Because honestly, he really did. Shadow felt wonderful. Also, "Sstay..." Because somehow, with this intimacy, this closeness, the fear of breaking it was amplified. The yawning loneliness that lurked at the back of his mind was all the more real, and no, no, he had to have Shadow all to himself because then he'd never be lonely again.
He could tell himself all he'd like that it was a purely physical experience that they were having, but it wasn't. Indeed, when he drew his head away from Shadow's lips and relocated it to his shoulder, to bite down into the collar of his neck and give it tentative lips, running wild, part of the reason he'd even lowered his head in the first place was to hear the ultimate life form's heart, pounding madly much like his own. It was a reassurance that he was there and he was close and he wanted him that close, he wanted him that close because that meant that he was...
He was...
Happy, dare he say.
Shadow made him happy.
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Date: 2012-05-31 12:12 am (UTC)From:Their chests made friction with each other, his own hands roaming mindlessly around his partner's body, taking in the fur of his back, his stomach, his thighs, his spines... everything. Everything was so perfect, so gorgeous, so stunning. He wanted to feel him, watch him, be with him for however long he could.
Even if it meant being with him forever, something he knew he couldn't do...
... but he was tired of being selfish.
He tilted his head back as he felt those teeth and lips take him by storm. Nibbling, kissing, every lap of the tongue, every brush of the fang, every pressing of his lips... it all drove him mad.
He needed release, and his mind was spinning, spinning, twirling around like a dancer with energy to spend. He had so much energy, so much adrenaline, so much longing, and he wanted Sonic to feel it. To enjoy it. To savor it.
He gave a tentative, relaxed moan, the flats of his hands inching down Sonic's back in a tantalizingly slow stroke. He spread his legs slightly, all by instinct, and gyrated his hips against the other's, making his needs very well-known.
"S-Sonic... Sooonic..." He chanted his name, muscles twitching with lustful thirst. "More... More... Nnnhhh, Chaos..."
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Date: 2012-06-01 01:02 am (UTC)From:Close, close... With Shadow's hips moving against his own, he couldn't help but return the motion, moving in rhythm with him, matching and molding, fixing and rearranging, so there was never any opportunity for great space between them to emerge. He was crushing himself against the black hedgehog, not giving an inch, determined to be close, close, close, as if for dear life, as if Shadow was his lifeline. He even allowed his fingers to spread like spiderwebs as they grappled onto the other's tail, stroking it with intense experimentation.
As desire grew intense, so too did the thoughts in his mind that overwhelmed him, not entirely fogged with the heat that had also dominated his brain. He could hear those haunts, the loneliness and neediness creeping, and it made his actions, his clinging grow more desperate, and he let out a small whimper, biting his own lip. Somehow -- and he felt embarrassed about it, also -- he felt a pressure at the back of his eyes as he remembered waking up in a sweat with fear that he'd be totally alone, that Shadow would one day stop showing. He swallowed, harder this time, raspier, and he started to claw into his back, no no don't go stay with me don't go.
And the desperation hit him so powerfully that he suddenly drew Shadow into another heated kiss, completely open mouthed, tongue drawing out eagerly -- he needed a taste, another taste. He needed more, more, more, because he needed him. And he wasn't going to go without letting the black hedgehog know that. In fact, he moaned, his voice trailing up in pitch, "I-I... nnn, n-need you... Sh-Shadowww... a-ahhnn...!"
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Date: 2012-06-01 01:25 am (UTC)From:Shadow's ears flopped downward, claws digging deep into toned flesh as Sonic repeated that very motion, clinging and scratching and gasping and moaning. He found coherency nigh impossible at this point, his neediness, his irresistible arousal reaching peaks he hadn't thought possible for him.
Then that hand grabbed at his tail.
With that, he lost it. His mind, whatever sliver of it still remained, was gone, slipping away as he practically became putty in his partner's hands, a shuddering gasp of air passing through his lips. Every stroke, every touch, it was all heated and filthy and full of intimacy. Love. Passion. Ecstasy.
He needed more of it.
As such, as soon as he felt those lips against his, he hungrily pushed forward, his tongue grazing sharp, healthy fangs, feeling them sting softly, yet enticingly. It was him, his everything, and he just... wanted it all.
"S-Sonic," he mewled -- mewled! -- onto his muzzle upon pulling away, lips moist from their very being intermixing. "I... I simply..."
He couldn't take it anymore.
He grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him down, hauling himself over him as he buried his face in the crook of his neck, lips grazing over warm fur and licking him with the tenderness of a puppy. His tail swished behind him, instinctively rising higher and higher as his manhood began to show through, unsheathing itself for what it was.
"I need you so... bad...!"
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Date: 2012-06-02 07:38 pm (UTC)From:It took him an incredible amount of will power (because it did feel very, very pleasant and his mind was buzzing with heat that was quickly dissolving it) to gasp out, "I-I don't... I don't think I'm, ahh... ready for that," squirming beneath his partner. Anxiety flooded through him as he imagined Shadow taking advantage of him despite the fact that he couldn't -- he couldn't...
No. He convinced himself that he trusted the black hedgehog to respect his boundaries. He needed him; that's why he exposed himself to be so vulnerable. That vulnerability was creeping up on him now, all-consuming, as he recognized his inability to fight back should the more powerful hedgehog decide that he would draw him in to places he was too frightened to enter. He didn't even have any legs if he wanted to kick him off, and his hands were currently occupied digging into the other's sides.
Shadow drove him mad, but not mad enough to render him comatose to the significance of what his next act would be. He did not want to be touched there, not yet, not by any part of Shadow's body -- hell, if it was his fingers, he wouldn't be any more accepting. He was still trying to understand what the intimacy meant. He couldn't step too far within it, plunge deeper into the unknown than he already had. It was scary enough in there. He didn't need more thrill, not today.
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Date: 2012-06-02 08:41 pm (UTC)From:He made him uncomfortable.
Sexually, at that. Such a delicate subject made it easy for him to tread lightly, despite having nearly lost control back there. Yet once Sonic told him that he wasn't ready, he stopped.
His eyes dropped down to the erection that still threatened to reveal itself. With cheeks burning and body still trembling and twitching from their previous contact, he hopped right off of the bed, eyes wild with... with worry.
"Sonic. I'm..."
Sorry. I'm sorry. Say it.
Yet his throat was dry, his blood was ice, and he couldn't bring himself to speak further.
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Date: 2012-06-03 08:25 pm (UTC)From:"It's okay," he chirped, not seeming in the least bit perturbed. After all, Shadow had just proven to him that he could trust him, that he respected him enough not to take it too far. "It's all right, man. You just... didn't know." And now he felt like explaining himself, because the guilty look in his partner's eyes made him feel a little guilty himself. "Hey, it's just... my first time doing any of these things. First kiss, too." Wow that felt awkward to say. "I mean, if you don't count Amy, anyway.
"I don't think I wanna go too far with it when I have a hard time understanding it."
His own face glowed, and he drew himself closer to him with his hands. "It felt... really good, though." That was an understatement. It had felt amazing, and he didn't even remember why he'd been angry with the black hedgehog to begin with. "Thanks." And he leaned against him, breathing still a little heavy, eyes shutting beyond witting accord.
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Date: 2012-06-03 08:48 pm (UTC)From:It all reached its peak when the blue one leaned in, resting his body against his own, and with that very motion, all of the guilt was swept away by the wind of their excavated love.
"That is fine," he spoke softly, bending down a little to plant a sweet, soft little peck on his forehead. His tail swished behind him, rumbling beginning to rise from his throat all over again. "I..."
I'm sorry. I want to protect you. I want to make you feel better. I want to make it okay. I *like* you.
"... I assure you that will not be the last time."
This was, in fact, only the beginning.
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Date: 2012-06-04 12:50 am (UTC)From:It was a fascinating thing; Shadow had this grand effect on him that he hadn't felt from anyone before. His stomach fluttered, his heart raced, and all he wanted to do was curl up with him, curl up next to him, and allow their body heat to exchange. He wasn't sure why he felt so attached, and he wasn't sure if Shadow felt the same about him. Yes, it was enough to allow that intimacy which had consumed them, but was it enough to stay with him?
He wanted very badly for him to stay.
His finger traced along Shadow's back, as far as he could reach, drawing circles. He had the strange desire to draw a heart, but the thought that it would be too tacky banished it and he suppressed it in favor of other shapes, such as stars and triangles.
I've done this with Tails before. Not with Shadow, though. I'd always thought he was too... stiff for that.
But he clearly wasn't too stiff to share that special moment with him, so why not give it a try?
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Date: 2012-06-04 02:54 am (UTC)From:So...
... So goddamn cheesy, yet so strangely enticing.
That was enough for him. Shadow huddled back into the bed, showing extra care at not bumping into the stubs or making the other hedgehog otherwise more uncomfortable. Upon the unity, he laid on his side, facing him, as to leave his back exposed for him to do as he wanted. All the while, one gloved hand reached out, cupping at Sonic's cheek, and...
Smooch.
Yes, right there, right next to the dimple of his lip, something so soft and yet so deep. Sonic seemed to be feeling just fine. In fact, the azure one finally seemed to be... happy.
He was damn well going to keep him that way.