Tumblr Anon Ask Round #1

[stillamobiandefender]

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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[stillamobiandefender]

The name chanting was enough to drive Sonic absolutely wild. He met it with his own, lips still grazing the fur of Shadow's neck, "Sh-Shadow... ahhh, nnnnShaaadow..." and with a thick swallow, he latched his teeth deeper into his collarbone, driving, driving. He sucked on the skin, licking, nipping, kissing, actions gradually becoming more frantic as the sensations, each igniting, of the black hedgehog's fingers skittered over his fur. In turn, he simply had to return what he was giving him, his palms pressing into the other's back before his fingers dug in, anchors that kept him continually attached to him.

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...!"

[obfuskate]

Yes. Chaos, yes. More, more, dammit, more...

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...!"

[stillamobiandefender]

When the black hedgehog got up above him, licking him down, Sonic flinched, his heart racing. Indeed, he liked being close to Shadow, very very close, but he wasn't entirely certain that he was ready to be close like that. This was new for him -- he hadn't even had his first kiss before this -- and he let out a somewhat cowardly whimper. (He scolded himself internally for it, of course. Hero of Mobius? Was he ever? It was so silly.)

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.

[obfuskate]

With that, Shadow completely halted in every movement he made, flinging himself upward to have himself half-sitting on the other's torso, using his knees to keep himself propped up. He sucked in a shaky breath, feeling his blood run cold as a horrible realization hit him, struck him right where it hurt worst:

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.

[stillamobiandefender]

When Shadow entirely stopped, Sonic blinked and drew himself up to his elbows, glancing over at his partner. He wasn't mad at him, and there were still small noises that were bubbling up from his throat -- but it was an intense relief that flooded through him when the black hedgehog confirmed that he wouldn't push it. So intense that any resentment that Sonic may've had for the black hedgehog (not that there was any) would've dissipated, and he gave him a shaky smile.

"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.

[obfuskate]

All the while, as he simply stood there, listening to Sonic's words and seeing his beaming pleasure, Shadow could feel his body working on instinct, retracting his member to resheathe it as it should be. His ears yet folded downward, guilt still wracking his being over not wanting to go too far, but as the words continued to pour from him like a healing fountain, he felt more and more rejuvenated.

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.

[stillamobiandefender]

The blue hedgehog felt the vibrations and leaned harder against the black one. He trusted him, Sonic trusted him a lot. He snaked an arm around him, a little difficult given the height differences -- he wanted to coax Shadow back onto the bed, back with him, so they could be close. Perhaps not as close as they were, but closer, close enough that he could feel him, close enough that he could breathe in his scent.

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?

[obfuskate]

Something about that was so...

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.