Imagine Being Loved by Me
A/N: Haha, uh, huge warning for sex which is another reason why I pushed the rating up, but it's the end, so hope y'all enjoy.
Sandy opened the door to their suite, giggling as Shadow carried her into the room.
"So, Mrs. Robotnik," he started, smiling as he undid his tie. "what should we do first?"
Sandy smiled back, watching him start to unbutton his shirt. "Figured we'd rest first, but," she paused, looking him in the eyes. "Looks like ya got other plans."
Shadow leaned over, kissing her. "Do I?" he asked, kissing her again as she smiled and nodded. "What would that be?" he continued, hands working to unzip her dress.
She waved him away, unzipping the dress herself and letting it pool around her feet. "I dunno, you tell me," she teased, smile growing as Shadow scoffed.
He cupped her face in his hands, kissing her once more. "I love you," he said, swallowing as Sandy kissed the palm of his hand.
"I love you too, shug," she mumbled, watching his shirt hit the floor followed by his pants.
Sandy fidgeted, gripping the cover for a moment before letting go. "I ain't ever—"
"I know," Shadow cut in, sitting beside her. "that's why we'll go at your pace, okay?"
She hummed in response. She glanced at him, barely reacting as he reached for her then pulled his hand away.
"Can I hold you?" Shadow asked, turning to face her and sit fully on the bed.
"Yes," Sandy answered, crawling into his lap and sighing as he wrapped his arms around her. She kissed him, deepening it as they laid on the bed. She hummed as Shadow's lips went to her neck and shoulder, kissing up and down the column of her throat.
His hands pulled her closer, earning a low moan from both of them as they continued kissing. Shadow pulled away, giving his wife a chaste kiss as they breathed.
"Can I touch you?" he puffed out, voice sultry. He squeezed her hips for emphasis.
"Yes," Sandy replied, shifting up against him. She bit her lip as his hand cupped her breast, massaging it with care as his other hand slipped beneath her panties. Sandy gasped at the first finger, breathing through the second, burying her face in the crook of Shadow's neck.
"I can stop if you want," he reminded her.
Sandy shook her head, getting used to the feeling. She let out a small moan as she rocked against his hand slowly. "Off," she moaned, wrapping her arms around Shadow. "Take em off."
Shadow obliged, easily slipping the pair of panties off her and gasping as the friction from her hips made him harder. He rolled them over, taking his hand away. He followed suit in his wife's desire to be naked, tossing his boxers somewhere.
It didn't matter anyway.
"Can I?" Shadow started, sucking at her neck and feeling her tug at his quills. He felt her nod, his hands already grabbing at her strong thighs. He sighed as he fit inside her, mouth slanting open in a kiss to her mouth and later her breast.
Sandy moaned, nails digging into her husband's back as he moved. Thrusts slow at first before they sped up, alternating between the two paces. She closed her eyes, holding onto him tighter as it dawned on her how much she loved him.
Every inch of him. All the space he took up with her, she loved. She wasn't aware she was saying this to him until Shadow pulled away to whisper in her ear how much he loved her, how grateful he was to marry her. How he wanted to stay by her side until the end of the world and the next.