The next day Sonic was feeling a little better after the hard run (and fall) that happened yesterday. He took advantage of his back on multiple occasions, one that had encouraged Shadow to carry him around, which led him to the couch he was currently residing on now.
Sonic was completely engrossed with the television for the time being. He didn't often watch it. Never found the time to or was never capable of sitting down long enough. He was actually surprised at himself that he's been able to handle staying with Shadow in this small apartment for so long. He supposed he could be getting used to it but the second his muscles let him, he was taking off, and at least doing a hundred or so laps around the city. He couldn't wait to run like that again.
Shadow was still around too of course. He had disappeared into the bedroom only a couple of minutes earlier, retrieving something he had since ignored up until this point. He held the envelope that he had hidden from Sonic prior. Once he sat on the end of the bed, he began to empty it into his lap, looking closely at the papers. He still couldn't understand why they decided, now, that Rouge was a threat. They'd known for a while now about her jewel theft.
Also, they knew how close she had been to Shadow. Wasn't it dangerous to openly assign him to taking her down? Whatever she was up to, she'd take care of quickly and escape if she found out, and she had the access to do so.
Flipping through, he found what she was accused of.
So it wasn't just about shiny objects after all. Or if it was, it was about exchanges to get them. She was the main suspect for several information leaks and the disappearance of several weapons in progress. Sounded like Rouge alright.
Unaware of the information about her, Sonic remained planted in front of the TV. It was no surprise the first programming he decided on failed to keep his attention for long. He changed the channel, stopping it on a news cast that brought about a smug smile across his lips. He put down the remote.
After Shadow finished reading the report, he started to fold it up, intending to destroy it when he remembered how powerless he was at the moment. He grumbled miserably, shoving it back under the dresser to get rid of later. As he leaned over to stuff it under the piece of furniture he picked up on the rambling from the TV. It was a segment related to the blue speedster on the couch, spewing too many compliments that'd undoubtedly make Sonic's head larger.
Shadow stood, narrowing his eyes as a billion sarcastic comments came to his mind. Well, time to go ruin the ego trip.
He stepped into the living room, propping himself against the couch using his hip as he casually looked at the screen. "Hm. You know... I don't think they capture just how nauseating your smile can be. You should complain."
He blinked and shot Shadow a look, torn between appearing annoyed, or playing off Shadow's own behavior. "Aw, don't be like that, Shadow. There can only be one true hero and no one can compare to this blue hedgehog. No need to be jealous." He puffed out his chest, looking awfully proud. It was a wonder how anyone could look or feel so arrogant. But with a fan base like he has, no wonder he rarely got down.
Shadow scoffed, throwing a hand in the air dismissively as he started past the other. "Pathetic. I have no desire to be the cover story of a human show or publication. It's a waste of time." It really was pathetic that Sonic enjoyed the attention. Perhaps that was what made the idiot so cocky, but he saw nothing positive in that egocentric attitude.
Sonic reached out, snagging his wrist as he tried to pass. He pulled him onto his lap, locking his arms around his waist. His chin rested on Shadow's shoulder as a grin played across his lips and his breath beat against his cheek.
"Nothing that involves me is a waste of time. If you'd like me to show you what I mean, I can..."
Shadow's whole body tensed as he felt color rushing to his face again. He sensed the heat rising to his muzzle and cursed himself for allowing this to affect him so quickly. He started to claw and climb his way away from the other when Sonic's arms gripped his waist, and he flattened his ears, doing his best not to tense his quills. "Stop that," but he was cut off by the other.
He didn't dare look. He knew that idiotic grin was there, taunting him as always. Shadow sighed defeatedly, leaning over to the arm of the couch and resting his head in his hand. Sonic really was a bother. At least he'd gotten everything taken care of that had to be done so far today. "Do I really have a choice?" Of course not. Sonic was going to keep at it until he gave in. If not now, then later.
Sonic chuckled behind him, as expected, not at all discouraged by his attitude. At least not this evening. "We both know you could stop me if you wanted to. So don't act like you don't enjoy this." He lifted his head higher and closer, catching the tip of his ear with his teeth and giving it a sharp nip as his arms remained around him.
"Tell me you don't and I'll stop. I'll never, ever bug you again."
Shadow's nerves screamed all sorts of profanities at him at the simple gesture and he almost melted. Shaking the feeling away, he turned at the waist, shoving their torsos apart by placing his hands on the other's chest. He searched Sonic's eyes for any kind of response that he fell short with. He honestly considered doing just that - telling the other he despised the behavior.
Instead, all that came out was, "Whatever, misemono," as he looked away boredly. He was disappointed that it was all he could come up with. Sonic's smile just grew as Shadow proved him correct. He didn't tell him to stop but instead tried again and again to hide what he was feeling inside. It seemed so uselessly redundant at this point.
Pushing his arms out of the way to close the gap between them, Sonic grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at him as he leaned in close. "That's what I thought." He uttered with a cocky expression before sealing his mouth over his, indulging them in a passionate kiss. As the other drew close, Shadow's ears perked in curiosity, even with that bored glare, and even though he knew exactly what was happening, he found himself offering a remarkable bit less fight than before, and soon began to shift atop the other, breaking the kiss in short intervals as he turned to straddle Sonic's lap.
Finally he settled into his new position, tail curling back as he fought to remain dominant without overwhelming as he'd had the tendency to do. With his hands on Sonic's shoulders for support, he pressed the other against the couch, keeping his eyes squeezed tight with concentration. He let his teeth glaze Sonic's bottom lip every now and then, as he ended up enjoying it each time they kissed.
He couldn't recall why they were doing this exactly, but he also knew what it led to every time, and that alone made it harder for him to breathe during this act. Perhaps he should have fought a little harder - he wondered if he was maybe a little too easy for the hedgehog. He'd make a mental note not to be so eager, in that case, trying to slow down his breathing and take back control of his wandering mind.
Despite what had pushed Sonic over the edge yesterday, it seemed their routine was more than capable of making a comeback. Sonic's hands rested against the other's hips as he turned towards him. He was inwardly pleased he was reacting so favorably to his advances this time.
He savored the taste of the other's mouth and let his tongue ravish his with leisure. He didn't let it last for too much longer before he trailed down from his mouth and started kissing down Shadow's neck, enjoying the intimate encounter he encouraged their behavior towards.
One hand slipped from Shadow's waist, sliding against his lower back to idly caress him. His teeth pinched the skin on his neck, no doubt teasing previously made hickeys hidden behind his dark fur. This new direction caused Shadow to purr from the back of his throat into one of his blue ears as he lifted his head instinctively. A fire built in his chest and shot straight down, making him decide this wasn't such a great idea.
Desiring to earn the same reaction out of the other, Shadow took a strong grip on his arms, pushing himself just out of reach and Sonic roughly against the couch. He took only a second to recover, diving into the subtle curves of the hedgehog's neck, and began nibbling and flicking his tongue against his lower neck, experimenting to see what gained the greatest reaction. He listened for changes in Sonic's breathing, and pressed his body close, feeling for any movement he might rouse in him.
Blue's hands forced Shadow closer so his legs could wrap around him, immediately offering a teasing squeeze around his torso (and ignoring the pressure that resulted from his still-sore back). He didn't really predict where Shadow's aim was until he felt his warm mouth violating his neck, making his head tip back for more. His breath hitched in his throat as his eyes nearly squeezed closed; slitted to offer the ceiling a rather saucy look while the other hedgehog indulged himself.
A purr that rivaled Shadow's previous one fell from his lips as his legs squeezed him tighter, encouragingly. A hand rose to rake nails lightly against the back of his head, sliding towards an ear to tweak and caress.
With his hands back on the other's shoulders, Shadow moved up a little, lapping at the groove just behind Sonic's jaw. The contours were smooth and pleasing to his tongue, despite the fur he had to force to lay flat in order to enjoy it fully. His nose brushed Sonic's cheek as he drew back, bringing himself back to face the other once again.
He offered a short little nip to Sonic's lips before putting himself at risk by raising his head again and exposing his neck, taking in his scent as he gave his ear a tentative lick.
Sonic massaged Shadow's ear up until he felt his tongue on his. His ear twitched as he derived pleasure from seemingly every action Shadow decided to deal him. He let go of the triangular digit, a devious smile contorting onto his face as his hand trailed down Shadow's side, eventually reaching his rear end. He gave it a playful squeeze, making the black hedgehog growl a gentle warning, before Sonic took advantage of the exposed neck in front of him. This time when his lips closed over his skin, his teeth delivered a sharp bite. The ear flicked out of Shadow's mouth, driving a light gasp out of the hedgehog. Shadow gave his second low-pitched warning, using his tongue to bring Sonic's ear back into his mouth and bit equally hard on the sensitive flesh. He didn't do this too long, and began sucking on it lightly to make up for his roughness.
One hand clenched Shadow's waist, nails pinching lightly against his skin in reflex to the previous bite sustained. Sonic tensed briefly with a grunt before running his tongue over his neck, lapping over where he bit seconds before in fear he'd bite again. Not that the pain didn't feel oddly arousing.
The blue hedgehog bucked his hips up, trying to stir more friction in their lower halves. His other hand rose from Shadow's bottom and ran up his back, in between quills in another idle caress all the while his ears caught (every now and then) compliment after compliment pouring from the TV before the show went to commercial.
Dizzying was the best way to describe the effect of Sonic's grinding movement, and it took Shadow a moment to shake it off as he huffed reactively into Sonic's ear. His tongue ventured down, circling at the base of the ear, whispers of each of Sonic's breaths driving him mad. Not wanting to fall prey to the other's intentions, he finally snapped back, panting as hungry crimson fell to the hedgehog's features.
It was then he realized that the TV was still on, and he contemplated turning it off, but right now he had to catch his breath, keeping an eye on the other in the meantime. He relieved Sonic of the extra weight by slipping his hands onto the couch on either side of his chest, still not speaking a single word.
Sonic leaned his head back, relaxing beneath him as Shadow took the time out to breathe. His lips spread into a half smile as he stared up at him with heavy lids, a seductive look radiating off his features as his eyes bore into the other's hungry pair.
"Having fun?" His smile strengthened into a knowing smirk. His hands rose to both of Shadow's ears, massaging them carefully. "Come on, say something." He cooed alluringly; knowing the other wasn't a candidate for sex talk, but he was tempted to see if he could get a few words out of him anyway.
"Tell me what you want to do."
Shadow's head leaned back into the other's inviting hands, eyelids fluttering closed after what seemed like an internal struggle. "Hmm...," he half-purred, half grunted in thought, "I want you to shut up to begin with." One eye managed to find its ability to reopen, focusing intently on the one below him. "Tell me, do you do this sort of thing to anyone that allows it?" He wouldn't be surprised, considering how eager the hedgehog was but he didn't give time for a response as he pulled free of the touch, "Nevermind, don't answer that, but..." He drew himself nose-to-nose with Sonic with what might be a glare. "You're awfully pushy, you know that?"
Though he didn't show it much, Sonic bristled at his first question, offended he'd think so. Or maybe he was teasing? He couldn't be sure but before he could respond he was asking him something else. Their closeness proved to be a mild distraction from his earlier thoughts as he stopped caressing.
"Maybe you're just easy to push around."
"Then perhaps I should stop being that way?" Shadow questioned in a sincere tone, pushing himself up and away from the other, separating their bodies down to where Sonic held their hips close. He wasn't being entirely serious, but he wasn't willing to let the other know that as he pretended to make his escape from Sonic's clutches.
Blue ears pinned back as he let him attempt to move away from him. His legs slipped off of him but the second he was leaning back, Sonic lunged forward, forcing his weight down on Shadow so the other was on his back, copying Sonic's former position.
He stared into his eyes, contemplating what to say, and whether or not it should be something perverted or something witty to counter Shadow's previous remark. In the end, it wasn't either. "Do you really think I'd do all of this with just anyone?" He looked honestly curious, unsure of what Shadow would say, and still in the dark about what he thought about any of this (since neither seemed willing to put it on the line yet and admit anything).
Shadow blinked at Sonic's expression before he spoke, then found himself glancing off to the side uncomfortably. He wasn't sure. He thought maybe Sonic might, but he had nothing to back up whatever suspicions he had. "Ah. Not really." Per se.
Bored eyes came back to the other as he squirmed beneath him, a bit uneasy. He wasn't sure he trusted Sonic on top of him like this. It gave the other too much access and himself too little room to fight back.
Not knowing what else to do with his hands, they came to rest on Sonic's waist as he fell back into the apparent staring contest with him.
Sonic wasn't sure if he was happy with his response but he wasn't going anywhere. He wriggled in between his legs, getting comfortable. His groin pressed against his as his fingers flexed at Shadow's shoulders, intent on keeping him down despite whatever struggles he was faced with.
"Would you?" He arched a brow, an amused look flickering in his eyes due to his trick question. He waited for him to respond as he shifted his hips, pressing forward and grinding lightly against Shadow's lower region. This brought a bright tint of red to the black hedgehog's muzzle as he gaped before tearing his eyes away to stare at Sonic's chest, and the color only intensified with the friction below. He didn't think about that before, and his obvious reply startled him, as there wasn't the slightest question in his mind, where there should have been. "Of--of course not." Perhaps it was that he'd grown even the tiniest bit accustomed to doing this with the other, and it seemed a good deal wrong to do so with just anyone.
Besides, Rouge had him feeling guilty enough just with Sonic.
He wondered if his response was the right one, but he felt that it was probably not now that he thought about it, and feared Sonic would see him as, well, needy maybe. That was the best way to describe it. Whatever the case may be, he hoped he didn't really have anything to fear.
Sonic smiled, happier with this answer. He continued to move his hips lazily as he lowered himself closer, his mouth kissing the corner of Shadow's lips. "Interesting." He purred, an almost cocky look igniting its self along his features.
"What does this mean, I wonder." He nuzzled his cheek against Shadow's as a hand started to wander lower between them, fingertips rubbing smoothly over the other's sheath as he ceased wiggling his hips.
"Looks like you might actually like-like me after all."
Shadow avoided Sonic's gaze as he leaned in almost taunting him with that kiss. His ears relaxed slightly as he felt himself being nuzzled, and he glanced over at the outline of the other's head. He suddenly grew tense again as it dawned on him what Sonic was up to, and a fire shot through his groin at the touch. He flattened himself out as much as possible, almost burying himself into the couch cushions.
"Nng-hahh!" he protested, trying to arch his lower half away from the contact, resulting only in cornering himself further. "Do-don't be ridiculous! It has nothing to do with that!" His eyes squeezed shut as he turned his head to the side, not desiring another kiss to break his spirited efforts against the other.
Sonic kept his fingers put, enticing him further as he began working his fingertips in a circular motion, all around his sheath to thoroughly stimulate the area.
"Oh?" He grunted skeptically, not so easily convinced. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, Shadow." He kissed the other corner of his lips as Shadow tried to turn his head away from him, not about to be eluded. "Don't be scared to admit it. I might even actually return the feelings. After all, we don't do this for just anyone, right?" For emphasis, he dipped a finger into his sheath to brush against the head of his concealed member.
Shadow winced, starting to breathe with more and more difficulty in response to the continued advances on his southern region. "There's nothing to admit," he grunted almost silently as Sonic kept talking. Suddenly, electricity shot throughout his body, making his eyes shoot wide open as he let out a choked gasp. He panted heavily as the sensation began to properly register with his body, filling his member with blood.
Shadow fought an internal battle. He was caving again. He should be much more difficult to control. What a disappointment. He had to think of something to slow his mind down, but the more he tried, the more he thought about why he needed to, and the more aroused his body became.
The head began to slip out of his sheath, disobeying the silent commands Shadow was screaming at it, and he let out a guttural whimper, deciding it was best he made his real escape now, before he fell into the cycle of illogical thinking again.
He moved his hands to Sonic's upper arms, pinning them to his side as best he could in this position, trying to force the hedgehog up and off of him. By then, Sonic had already noticed the other's member beginning to expose its self, and another toothy smile lit his face. It briefly transformed into a frown, however; as Shadow tried to remove him.
He pushed back, straining his muscles in effort to stay on top of him. "Stop resisting, you liar." He hissed, a lustful growl making his voice sound deep and husky. "It's all a little pointless by now. You've done it your way, mine is much more fun. Why deny yourself what you want so badly? What's the point." He nipped his lower lip as his eyes locked with his, intent with undying determination.
Shadow growled back, tilting his head a little as Sonic teethed at his lip, glaring back with a touch of arrogance. He pulled his face away enough to respond as his body collapsed back against the couch. "I can't hand myself over every few minutes just because you have no self-control, hedgehog." But he did have a point. His problem lied more in the way the tables had turned.
There might be something that Sonic could be trusted with, but Shadow was firmly planted in the belief that this was not it. He was no stranger to pain, but he didn't forget what happened when Sonic forced himself upon Shadow yesterday, and he certainly knew he couldn't handle Sonic's talented little mouth. Even so, he'd risked the other getting hurt the same way a couple of times himself, and he thought perhaps it was likely he had gotten hurt but wasn't willing to admit it.
Speaking of which, Sonic's back pain seemed to be a thing of the past, considering how strong he was against Shadow's resistance. It truly was unfair.
"Looks like you already have." Sonic's hand returned to its earlier position as his fingers pinched the tip of Shadow's exposed length.
"Now be still and let me show you what I can really do..." He trailed off as he started to slip down Shadow's frame, careful to backtrack in case he attempted to get up. His eyes stared towards his face as his mouth began to leave kisses down from Shadow's furry chest, to his stomach, to stop just above the other's groin.
Crimson hid behind clenched lids while Shadow mentally cursed himself. He could tell he wasn't getting any limper at this rate. Just the closeness of the two kept the blood flow overpowering his mind's orders. He opened his eyes again to shoot Sonic one last glare. This was all his fault, really. He hoped the other knew that he was to blame for Shadow's fuming misery.
He let out a grunt of mixed pleasure and disapproval as Sonic left feathery kisses along his torso. Shadow focused very intently on regaining control of his breathing before all of his concentration was thrown out the window. His eyes glazed over as he stared, realizing Sonic was most likely finishing what he'd started night before last before he cut him off.
It was warm in far too many ways to make sense, and made Shadow melt easily under the other. He felt his erection brush along the other's breastbone and throat as it had along the rest of Sonic's body, and he shivered at the lingering sensation.
Sonic's hands grasped onto Shadow's thighs as he forced his legs further apart, giving him plenty of room. He gave him one last kiss before leaning his head back to get a good look at the extending member protruding from Shadow's sheath.
"Mm... You're growing so big." He grinned lewdly, wrapping his fingers around his shaft. He leaned his mouth down closer, breathing against the moistened tip. "Tell me to suck you. It must be a real burden enduring something so hard." He gave him a teasing squeeze as he waited patiently for Shadow to comply or resist.
The striped hedgehog bristled at Sonic's choice in words, glaring openly at him, "Shut up!" He was doing no such thing. Still, Sonic was right about one thing. He was filled out completely by now, and it drove him insane that he still had no power over his own body. Shadow closed his eyes for a moment, brow furrowed bitterly, attempting to regain his composure. He knew it was probably another waste of time, but he had to at least try.
Sonic undoubtedly enjoyed pissing Shadow off, and he knew if he kept reacting so angrily it would only encourage the behavior. Still, that warm breath and tight grip were both awfully inviting...
Like he predicted, it encouraged Sonic further to get what he wanted out of him. Blue pressed closed lips against the tip of his member and prodded the sensitive tip with his tongue teasingly. It only lasted a couple of seconds before he lifted his head back up, his hot breath taking place of his succulent lips and talented tongue once more.
"Say it."
Shadow bit his lip, rolling his head back automatically, huffing deeply through his clenched jaw. When Sonic let go, he snapped his head back up, bitter expression returning as he propped himself onto his elbows, "I'd rather not." Sonic may be able to drive him insane with his touch, but there was no way he was giving in to such pointless commands. To reassure Sonic that he was wasting his time with such trivial demands, he scowled angrily.
Despite the look, Sonic kept a casual expression on his face, making it a point to show him just how much he was ignoring those hateful looks and remarks. You'd think by now he'd figure out that just wasn't going to work on him anymore. He knew better.
"Oh? So then you'd rather me give you commands? Is that it?" Sonic chuckled softly and paused to flick his tongue out over the head of his member, giving it a few, good hard licks. "I just thought you'd want a little bit of control here but I guess you'd rather feel vulnerable."
Shadow's ears twitched as he fought the urge to display his body's reaction, and he found himself forced to give in again, eyes squeezing shut before he knew what was happening. Again, Sonic stopped, and his length ached even more. His chest heaved as his eyes fell upon the other. "Who's giving commands here? You're the one that's been doing it so far! This is ridiculous." His whole body was crying out for more. Sonic's playfulness was almost too much for him at this point, but he couldn't give in. If he gave Sonic what he wanted, he'd only double his efforts in the future. It was best to cut out that behavior while he still could. If it wasn't already hopeless.
Sonic snickered, finding his whole resistance futile and amusing. His hands massaged Shadow's inner thighs, still depriving him anything more but the teasing hot breath wafting over his sensitized dick.
"Then stop whining and do something about it. How about you take control? Or are you afraid?" Again, he teased, waiting for the right reaction - if he'd even get it. Regardless, it looked like things were falling in his favor. He had Shadow under him, and judging by how hard his erection was, he wasn't going to be going anywhere without dealing with it first.
Shadow continued to breathe heavily under the pressure his body placed on him, but gave Sonic a flat look, growing as annoyed as he was hard, "You're pulling that card again?" A low, irritated growl sounded as he closed his eyes slowly, then, "I'm hardly afraid, faker. Just do whatever you're going to do; I'm getting bored with your persistence." Well, there was a command. Sonic should be happy, right? Probably not, but it was still a command.
The blue hedgehog huffed and once again squeezed his shaft with one of his hands. It was a little harder than before, intent on getting his attention. "I'll do whatever you want me to do. So what is it?" He uttered casually, letting his tongue drag idly over that tiny slit, over and over again. His other hand slid up from his thigh, kneading the skin all around his sheath, indulging him in another massage.
At this point, Shadow didn't care. He really didn't. He just wanted more, of something, anything. "Nn." He slowly began to sink off of his elbows, eying that tongue with increased hunger. Couldn't Sonic figure out on his own what to do? He arched into the touch, grunting a throaty, "Just do something." He didn't know what else he was supposed to say. He simply couldn't handle going without any longer.
His mind began to cave in, not wanting to fight anymore, and his hips bucked forward instinctively, begging for more by gesture alone.
Sonic closed his mouth over the head of his penis casually and sucked on it once. He tipped his head back, an obnoxious sucking 'pop' resulting from the action. Sonic continued to stare at Shadow all the while, lust clearly in his eyes, but he forced himself to hold back a little longer. His hand continued to rub the area around his protruding length as the fingers of his other hand flexed gently around the otherwise neglected shaft. Something that'd undoubtedly feel better with Sonic's mouth on it too.
"Do what exactly." He grunted persistently before leaning back down and kissing the side of his member, just above one of his fingers with his warm lips; encouraging him further to play along or else risk the absence of such arousing sensations.
Shadow breathed audibly, brows slanting back as Sonic teased him yet again. Why was that bastard doing this to him? This wasn't fun by any means. He was trembling with anticipation for something that may never come, but he longed for it so much. After a threatening growl Shadow raised his head, fury in his eyes. "I don't care, damnit! Anything!"
The enraged expression slid from his face as he panted, turning to one of need, "Please." He didn't know what else to do; barking the command of 'suck it' seemed too harsh, no matter how he rolled it around in his head, and he honestly didn't mind doing it any other way Sonic had in mind as long as it felt good. He just wanted more, now.
Blue was rather surprised that he begged. He wasn't sure when the last time he's ever heard him say that or if he has at all. Shadow wasn't exactly one to beg. But he supposed that was enough for him to comply. He wasn't that cruel.
Nodding, Sonic focused his attention on Shadow's downstairs. He took him in his mouth, removed his hand as he felt his cock slide over his tongue and nearly hit the back of his throat. Without giving him any warning or time to prepare himself for what was about to unfold, Sonic started sucking, hard. He did it time after time again, swallowing around him and letting his tongue flex freely against the underside of his member. His hands went back to his inner thighs to cling to while his mouth did all the work.
Shadow shivered underneath the other as he was taken into the mind-blowing heat, the intensity of the temperature change driving him to arch his back, giving better access to the area between his legs. What started as a lustful moan turned into a cry of surprise, however, as Sonic mercilessly ravaged his member. He shook violently, grabbing onto the couch wherever he could with such a grip the fabric began to tear a little on the underside of the cushion.
Shadow worked hard to catch his breath, a barely audible moan escaping with each forced exhalation. He couldn't process what was happening exactly other than that it felt good, and that Sonic would be in deep shit if he thought about pulling that stunt again.
His noises slowly faded away as he struggled to think clearly. To find any sign of civilization left in his brain, and he really couldn't be sure, because what his mind was screaming at him made no sense, but suddenly he realized he was reaching for the other's head, sinking his fingers into those ears, driving himself up deeper into Sonic's mouth, whether he wanted it or not. It caused him to grimace faintly from the merciless grip. Somehow Sonic wasn't expecting him to do that. His hands had been pushing down on his thighs to keep him from arching too deep in his mouth but the second his head was forced down closer, he felt his member slide the rest of the way inside his mouth, shoving its self forcibly in his throat. An action that made Sonic squeeze his eyes tight and nearly gag.
He struggled to relax as his muscles flexed around Shadow's invading length wildly. He resisted, trying to lift his head back up so he could gain more control over the situation and not choke. Shadow let go, even though he'd thoroughly enjoyed the warmth encasing his erection. His hands fell by his side again as he rocked forward towards the other before collapsing entirely, leaving it up to Sonic again. His ears laid flat back in the confusing mix of feelings rushing over him, and he managed to open his eyes, watching to see what would happen next. He wasn't sure if his actions called for an apology or not, but he was too breathless to conjure up any words at the moment.
He was glad Shadow let go. He'd have to pay more attention to his upper half it seems so not to fall victim to that again. The second he was given mobility, he lifted his head up so that the tip of his member rested in his mouth. He breathed heavily around it, catching his breath after Shadow's abrupt actions. It didn't take him long to recover as he kept his hips still in order to thwart any future efforts to rock them up.
He kept his eyes on him, watching his arms for movement as he started to bob his head, sucking a bit more lightly at this point, perhaps giving the other time to adjust this time. The eye contact caught Shadow off guard though, resulting in a uncontrollable pulsating below as he looked away automatically. Shadow couldn't deal with watching if Sonic was going to be watching him. That was almost too much.
A burst of air slipped past his lips as the blue hedgehog began using effective, fluid movements against him. He let his head fall back, eyes flickering out of sight as he choked back another cry. The heat was unbearable, and he twitched his hips in an attempt to satisfy his body's cravings for more. Instead, he found that Sonic was holding him down fairly firmly, and the pressure he achieved in his attempt sent yet another powerful wave throughout his body.
His mind didn't help things much; even with his eyes closed he saw those hauntingly green eyes staring at him, that tongue lashing across his body, and he could think of nothing else no matter how much effort he put forth. He felt himself losing the battle entirely; his hands dug into the couch again, seeking any kind of relief from the sensations that shook his body and mind so violently, causing his muscles to tense and ripple below Sonic's expert motions.
Unable to take the intensity coming at him from what seemed like all sides, Shadow gave one final thrust against Sonic's upper body, fighting whatever restraint the other had upon him. He felt himself grow rigid, trembling at the power of his own muscles tensed against his body, until he felt himself drained, and not just of energy. Shadow's body fell limp as his member twitched and forced the last few drops out of itself, and he gasped for air, wondering why the hell his brain seemed so fried.
Sonic's head continued to bob as he drove Shadow further and further to the edge. The sucking increased ten fold by the time he actually needed to release. His cheeks were sucked in from the intensity of it all, giving him absolutely no mercy when he suddenly felt his dick twitch and his body tense beneath his hands. He knew he wouldn't have lasted much longer but he didn't bother moving away. He kept his mouth right where it was, accepting every drop of his load and swallowing it down in just a couple of gulps. None of it appeared to trickle out and in case it did, he gave his retreating shaft a quick lick over before Sonic sat up straight, and leaned his back against the opposing arm rest. He sighed, looking satisfied as if he had enjoyed a very good feast. In a way, he did.
Shadow groaned in agony as he tried to move, making the discovery that there was just no way in hell his body was going to let him do anything until he gave himself a rest. As he caught his breath, the ebony hedgehog risked a glance at the other, who looked as smug as ever. Which reminded him of how absolutely pathetic he'd behaved in the past few minutes. He'd even sank as low as to beg, in his opinion.
He let his eyes close and as his breathing evened out, he decided to take it easy for a bit. Never could anyone make him feel so exhausted as Sonic did. It was ridiculous.
Blue patted his leg, reassuring that the exhaustion he felt now wouldn't last forever. Meanwhile he turned his attention towards the television. The segment about him was already over and a regular news broadcast was on. It wasn't very interesting though.
Pretending that what just occurred hadn't, he reached for the remote to begin channel surfing again casually, giving Shadow some time to himself. No matter how much he wanted to gloat, he wouldn't. At some point, he'd like these events to happen a little less forcefully on his part. You'd think by now, after giving him a taste of all of this, Shadow would be coming to him more often. The guy was a lot stronger willed than he would have thought, especially about something that seemed futile to resist at this point. It was obvious, no doubt, to both of them that they felt something for each other that wasn't just hate or spite. They were mixed up in a relationship that wasn't about to go ignored. Not if Sonic could help it.
Shadow forced himself into a sitting position, placing both hands between his legs for balance as he hunched over, glaring at the other. Sonic was acting like none of this was in the least unusual, and yet he seemed offended when Shadow suggested that he was comfortable enough to do this with anyone. It really made him wonder with that casual attitude of his. He narrowed his eyes, moving closer and leaning in toward the other's face, bored expression taking over his features. "I hate you, you know."
Sonic looked back at Shadow as he started leaning towards him. He arched a brow, not sure what to expect. He blinked dumbly for a second at the obvious lie, or what he was convinced was a lie, and responded with further unpredictability.
He leaned the rest of the way in quickly, giving him a quick peck on the lips before leaning back again and ignoring him once more for the television. "Of course you do."
