Chapter 61, Cont.:
"'Funny', was it? Me being in pain?" Shadow inquired pleasantly. "Well then. If Rouge is telling the others we have some more time, maybe I should put it to some good use."
Sonic, still sitting on counter with blue legs dangling raised a curious eye ridge. "You mean...?"
"I mean I don't appreciate being your entertainment," Shadow growled quietly, at the same time forcefully inserting himself into Sonic's space again, pushing blue legs apart and roughly nuzzling at the lower edge of the hero's jaw. "I much more prefer for you to be mine..."
Again, there was a shiver travelling straight downwards at the possessive words and gesture, and Sonic's breath hitched only ever so little in his lungs as he couldn't help but tilt his head backwards some more, baring his vulnerable neck to be explored by the black hedgehog.
"Be your entertainment, huh?" Sonic asked, voice just a little husky but still amused as Shadow's kisses trailed downwards again, travelling along his collarbone with soft nips, raking fingers running over pectoral muscles hidden beneath tan fur, "Would you believe I am a champion-level juggler?"
"Hmm..." the black hedgehog rumbled quietly as his lips grazed Sonic's navel. "Believe it or not, not quite what I had in mind..."
"Oh, really? Well, I can also do balloon animals-ah!" the blue hero had started, his face a cheeky grin, right up until the point where Shadow had suddenly, roughly, kneaded the place where his legs met and Sonic could feel himself abruptly starting to rise.
"Balloon animals, huh?" Shadow glanced downwards sardonically. "Planning to make me a giraffe, there?"
There was a voice in Sonic's head that insisted he shouldn't be doing this in Tails' friggin kitchen of all places, but he also couldn't help but instantly burst into giggles, the gleam in Shadow's eyes telling him despite the other's menacing demeanour earlier, more than anything it pleased the black hedgehog when he could make the other enjoy himself.
A black, still ungloved hand closed itself around Sonic firmly.
"Lie back, hedgehog..." Shadow murmured, low but insistently into a twitching blue ear. "Lie back and be my entertainment..."
Sonic shuddered as the request-slash-command was accompanied by a slow, torturous stroke beneath, and he was privately glad that he was still sitting on the counter, legs dangling to either side of Shadow, because he wasn't sure his knees would have held him up at this point.
"Come on..." Shadow purred, giving a tap to the collar around Sonic's neck. "Laughing at me has its price. On your back."
Sonic could feel his mouth run dry. The low burn in those red eyes spoke volumes, again that part of Shadow coming to the fore that enjoyed Sonic in the role the other dimension had forced on him, and it ignited a curious feeling in the blue speedster, the idea that Shadow simply wanted him...wanted him so much he wanted all of him...
Green eyes for a moment met red, the unspoken challenge for dominance over the unbroken blue hedgehog hanging in the air like the scent before a thunderstorm - right before Sonic once again couldn't help but give a curious grin, and then let himself sink backwards, coming to lie somewhat diagonally on the (thankfully mostly empty) kitchen counter. The massaging motions below already made it hard to think, though, so he was quite glad when at least his voice didn't shake as much when he spoke next.
"Alright, then. Do your worst."
"Gladly..." Shadow growled, shifting his grip a little and Sonic had to restrain himself from simply bucking into the other's hand by now. He had to admit, in comparison to the other punishments the medieval dimension had usually tried to put him through, getting a handjob from his supposed Master certainly wasn't the worst thing he had ever endured...
And then there was suddenly, but definitely, a digit smoothly slipped inside him.
"Ah-!" Sonic immediately tensed up at the unexpected intrusion, slight soreness battling with the familiar desire as sensitive nerve endings were once again stimulated, white-gloved hands instinctively curling into fists as blue knees jerked upwards, unintentionally giving Shadow unfortunately even better access.
"No worries," the purr came from somewhere above him. "It's only my fingers this time. We'll save the rest for a more...fitting environment."
Sonic, eyes glazed over now from the double stimulation, had to battle his tongue to give out something more intelligible than a hoarse moan at that statement. Flushed and panting, he was sure he had to look absolutely debauched right now (well, at least he thought that was what the word was), he tried to focus on Shadow's face instead of both of his hands now working on (and in) him. The black hedgehog mercifully slowed a little as he recognized Sonic's slightly challenged mental state, which at least let the blue hero marshal his larynx into giving a coherent reply at the next question.
"It doesn't hurt, does it?"
"No..." Sonic managed, still trying not to flush at his current position, wishing his body had at least enough regard for his dignity to let him somewhat close his legs again. "It's, uh...it actually felt less easier last time..."
"That's good. Might mean the margerine is a better bet than whatever Silver gave us for it."
That let green eyes suddenly fly open.
"You used what?!"
The Ultimate Lifeform shrugged (the motion of which felt rather interesting with his fingers still inside Sonic's body, and the blue hedgehog thought for a moment he'd simply turn into horrible blue jelly on the marble), "It was there on the counter, it was room temperature, it was open..." Shadow threw a glance at his former supposed slave. "I hurt you before when I did this without any sort of helping utensils. I'm not about to make that mistake again."
"Yeah, but...the friggin margerine?" Sonic managed, now up on his elbows and glancing at his lover a bit disbelievingly. All in all, he sometimes wondered whether his romantic life lacked a bit of glamour, here.
"I heard dairy products contain bacteria. It hardly seemed safe to use butter."
"Tails is going to kill someone when he finds out..." Sonic groaned, but let his head fall backwards and his elbows stretch out again, this at least a definite show of submission.
"Well, then, let's see to it he doesn't," Shadow purred, immediately bending over to lick a line along the crease where a blue leg was attached to Sonic's slender hips, and the blue hero jerked on the counter, a choked gasp escaping his mouth.
"Yes, but..." he panted, "Shadow, what if anyone...comes in-"
"A risk I'm willing to take," the black hedgehog replied, unperturbedly. "Of course, the odds of someone finding us increase the longer this takes – and if you think I'm going to let you off this counter before you've come, my pet, you are sorely mistaken."
Again, emerald eyes stared at Shadow, as if he couldn't believe what he'd just heard, but then, fingers already drove into him and the grip of Shadow's other hand tightened in a rough stroke, and any thought the hero of Mobius had tried to hold onto was ripped away in a tidal wave wrecking his body.
"Ah-!" Sonic bit off his gasp for the second time, desperately trying not to make a noise, horrifying visions of Knuckles walking in on them (and afterwards probably trying to gouge his eyes out with his own fists) somehow, wretchedly, the nervousness only intensifying the sensations Shadow wreaked on him, as he was mercilessly worked toward his climax, fingers ghosting up and down himself with worrying familiarity.
"I...I just hope..." Sonic managed, trying to concentrate over the sparks exploding in his vision, "You're not gonna...expect me to return the favour right after-"
"Return the favour?" Shadow smirked. "Sonic. This is you doing one for me."
"Wha-?" Sonic tried to reply, blinking at the statement, his hazy vision showing him Shadow above him for a moment, crimson eyes gleaming in satisfaction – oh, Sonic thought, right before a particularly rough stroke and push threatened to push him over the edge completely, that's right, Shadow likes it when you give yourself to him-
"Well then," he managed to rasp, at the same time making sure he arched his back in what he knew from Shadow's sudden, slightly lost gaze had to have to exact effect he had been hoping for, just as he also managed to roll his head back gracefully before giving the black hedgehog a half-lidded stare and a thoroughly self-satisfied grin at the sudden stutter in motions from the black hands.
"Let me entertain you, Shadow..."
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Please...more...don't stop...!
These were all words Sonic would have said, had he still been coherent enough to do so. As it was, he could feel his own climax nearing rapidly, Shadow shoving into his body without mercy, and the blue hero was already as sweat-drenched and dishevelled that he supposed he could just as well have foregone the earlier shower completely.
"Come on... give it to me...please-" Shadow whispered fiercely, the need in his eyes by now possibly as blank as Sonic's, and that was likely what drove he hero of Mobius finally over the edge, coming with a muffled cry into Shadow's hand.
"Sha...Shadow...?" Sonic panted, the moment he had gotten his breath back. He winced as the fingers of the other left him, but supposed it was for the best that Shadow washed his hands as quickly as possible at the sink now, the quicker they could clean this up the better.
"Yeah...?" The black hedgehog, looking just slightly less the worse for wear, quirked an eye ridge at him.
"You better throw that goddamn margerine away now."
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To be continued - in Chapter 62 :p
