Author's Note 1: Happy April Fools' Day! To celebrate this wonderful date, I decided to publish a Sonic and Amy story. I'm sure you are excited to see some actual development on the franchise's main pairing. After all, everyone likes a sappy love story about one of the most anticipated couples in the whole Sonic canon. Alright, who am I fooling? You should read this for yourself.
If you have read my notes on "Something in Between," you know this story was bound to be written one day. This work takes place during the one-year gap between "An Opportune Guest" and "Until Eternity," meaning all events are meant to happen after Sonic's upcoming Sonic Prime series and his still in progress 30th Anniversary video game.
In this story, Sonic the Hedgehog is 31 years old on the cusp of turning 32. Without further ado, this work follows canon events and includes other media elements. I highly advise you to read at least "Something in Between" to understand a few dialogue points if you are not familiar with my previous works.
STORMY WEATHER
And a Drop of Love
9 PM. A not so frightening hour to predict a thunderstorm coming. Droplets of water started hitting the bedroom's closed window, its sound quiet and calm at first, unlike how the mightily decorated in pink undertones bedroom had been an hour ago.
Sonic watched the rain pick up, looking from his side of the bed next to the still figure of Amy Rose, deep in slumber. Fingers played with the edge of the pink-colored sheets as an arm stayed under disheveled slicked back blue quills on the pillow. The storm was particularly inviting thus all he wanted was go outside and let it rain on him. Sonic turned his head in Amy's direction, glancing at her silhouette covered by the soft sheets, cleavage barely visible. Her quills were tousled and a harmonious smile sat on her muzzle as she laid on her side, face turned towards her boyfriend.
It had been five months and two weeks since they had become official.
Ever since Sonic met Amy, he knew her infatuation for him wouldn't cool down anytime soon. They had met as children on Little Planet and had been through many other adventures since then. She had been his first female hedgehog friend, despite starting off as a mere longtime admirer. Many years later, Sonic was finally seeing her as a woman. Someone who loved him for who he was, not what he meant to the universe.
Sonic had realized he was indeed ready to take a step forward in his love life. It had been a while since he had last dated someone. Since he had been exclusive to someone. The blue hero had turned 31, a promising age. He didn't want to settle down, far from that; he wanted to try out something new. A test of sorts.
Unburying his affection for Amy Rose would be a start, a beginning to a new era. He had talked to his friends about her, about them as a team. As potential lovers. Amy was an independent woman, a smart strategist, a responsible leader and a strong fighter. She had to be seen as more than a simple friend, it was heavily implied ever since day one of fighting alongside her.
He had to choose Amy. It wasn't an option. His friends knew he would end up with her, it was only a matter of time. Hero meets heroine and they live happily ever after, chasing bad guys, blowing them away and saving the world even if all odds were against them.
Utter bullshit. Sonic blinked and turned his head to face the white ceiling.
Sonic had spoken to his closest friends about his idea. Tails had encouraged him instantly; Knuckles, for some unknown reason, had asked him to think twice. See if he was ready for a serious relationship, knowing this was what Amy wanted. Stability, loyalty, love. He knew the echidna harbored a great fondness towards Amy, who was almost considered like a little sister to him. Still, there was something in his purple eyes that had told him to ask the one he had been stalling to start a proper conversation with for a while. The one he had been sharing his bed with for over a decade.
The man who could read him like an open book. Shadow the Hedgehog.
Knuckles rooted for them religiously as much as Sonic rooted for him and Rouge. Therefore, an unforeseen decision like that one must have taken his friend off guard. Following his unspoken advice, Sonic decided to ask his rival for his genuine input on the situation. An impartial opinion was all he needed, because he was aware of what everyone else would say about Amy.
After blurting out the final words of his speech to Shadow, Sonic had expected a rebuttal, an argument, a punch and a broken nose. All he had gotten was a nod, a knowing smirk and a go for it. An honest sympathy almost out of character coming from his short-tempered rival. He had even recommended a trial period, when Sonic could test what he felt for the heroine on solid grounds. Kind of a test-drive between two soon-to-be lovers.
It was almost comforting if it wasn't so disappointing coming from Shadow.
A few dates, a few kisses, a hug or two. Sonic enjoyed Shadow's proposition and played along with a smile on his muzzle. On Fridays, he would meet Amy for lunch, go on a picnic, talk and enjoy her company. Another handful of kisses here and there and a wave of goodbye. Until the next date. On those same Fridays, however, he would spend night-time on his rival's bed, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as they moved in the darkness, filled with slick sounds and smacking bodies. Until the next fuck. A kiss lingering for too long, too sweet to break.
A part of him wished Shadow wouldn't help him go ahead with this. He had strangely expected him to fight for his attention somehow. Perhaps the other hedgehog had his own plans. Shadow was smart, wicked even. He could have been easily testing him as well as Sonic had been testing Amy. Yet, he knew his rival was comprehensive, so maybe he just wished him happiness with whatever he chose to do with his life. It was none of his concern anyway.
And he was glad he could count on him despite all they had been through.
Someway, Shadow's lack of retaliation had surprised him. Then again, Sonic asked himself why he waited for a negative reaction from him at all. They had never been officially together, meaning Shadow had no say in the matter by default. No strings attached meant no expectations, even after all those years, all those memories shared with one another. After all those warm nights pondering about asking for his hand in marriage.
Therefore, Shadow encouraged him as another man would encourage a friend. Get the girl. Start a family. Be happy. Blah, blah, blah. Those words didn't suit Shadow in the slightest, but his motivation meant just that: be a man and face the consequences. Sonic found it suspicious and upsetting for some reason.
He didn't know why, feeling himself put in the dark.
After a few months of outdated teenage love, Sonic and Amy officialized their romance. The renowned hero had to forget his bachelor life, a farewell to all women and men he could have met. A painful stop to his arrangement with Shadow, even if it seemed one-sided. Shadow hadn't given a fuck to begin with.
Sonic had been Amy's first man, although it was kind of surprising to see a woman of her age and looks being a virgin until 28. It had to be love. Love and confidence, because she knew she would conquer him in one way or another. The press ate it up, they had always been the most anticipated couple in the world after all. A secret finally being unfolded, the grand-finale. Sonic and Amy were indeed together in body and mind. Viva. Bravo. Congratulations to the wonderful pair.
It was perfect until it wasn't.
Sonic already missed his old life, knowing very well it had only been a few months. He missed having no worries other than people's safety. Other than stopping bad guys and fighting Eggman whenever he came up with another devious scheme. He was a compromised man now so he had to behave. Be a good boyfriend and a good guy overall. It had been simple at first, his presence became almost continuous in Amy's life whenever his hero duties allowed him. Amy didn't mind, she was used to it. She even went to battle alongside him sometimes, too.
Nevertheless, their new relationship status hadn't changed their dynamic so much, save for a few important details. Either on his and Tails' house or Amy's pink apartment in the heart of Central City, Sonic tried to give her attention, feign interest on her girly antics and most of all, please her. And please himself.
He never took her to his personal apartment in Emerald Town, though. Those walls knew too much.
Over the last months, Sonic found three issues in their relationship. In ascending order of depth, the first one was sex. Sonic respected Amy, respected her inexperience and likes too. However, he had no time to lose, he had been in the game for way too long to know exactly what he wanted from her. That was when things started to shift in his mind's eye, yet Amy hadn't noticed a thing. Amy wasn't like Shadow and some other people he had had the pleasure to have sex with in the past. Her limits were off the charts, meaning she knew what she wanted as well.
Sexual incompatibility. He had looked it up on the internet.
From foreplay to intercourse, they wouldn't do more than simple oral sex and the infamous mom and dad and cowgirl positions. The end. Whenever he would try new things, ask for new things, even on the next day as they had sex regularly, it would feel one-sided. As if he were talking to a wall.
Amy demanded to be treated like women in soap operas. She wanted to make love to him as shown in the movies, vanilla sex and a few nasty things that wouldn't cross her boundaries permanently. Sonic couldn't give her that all the time and it wasn't even the worst part: it was the incessant comparisons and daydreams he had about a man he knew too much.
Sonic raised a hand to stroke Amy's head quills, guilty eating him up inside.
Whenever Sonic would slap her ass on his way to the kitchen, she would giggle. He would miss a snarl, an insult, a middle finger up. He missed the subtlety of his rival the most, who loved the kind gesture as much as he denied it. Sonic enjoyed the stares, the yearning, the things left unsaid. The depth of their private meetings and acts of intimacy.
During sex it wasn't different. Each time he would spank her, she would complain about him being too rough, ask him to tone it down. And Sonic would always expect a pleading moan, a spoken challenge to spank harder, a misplaced deep voice chuckling suggestively. He looked at pink fur and saw black. Short pink quills became upturned striped ones. Green eyes were painted a bloody red. Sonic couldn't have sex with her without thinking about another man. It was exhaustive and alarming to say the least. It had never happened to him before, not until he and Amy became exclusive.
He didn't have time to teach her what he wanted her to do. Not when he had already found the one without even realizing it.
That thought led to the second issue: exclusivity. Sonic had almost cheated on Amy once. The blue hedgehog shook his head a little, removing his bare hand from her head as his gaze shifted to the rain outside, thunders being heard in the silent room. He had never cut connections with Shadow; he had no reason to despite Tails and Knuckles warning him to let him go. It felt like his friends knew he wouldn't behave for too long.
Sonic and Shadow would casually interact with each other after successful joined missions. Mere business or so he thought. Sonic's heart would race and his fingers would twitch due to their close proximity, getting a smile from Shadow who would silently dare him to touch him. The indefinite loss of physical contact was intolerable. Sonic had stayed strong during all those months; he hadn't done anything but the usual. A pat on the back, a hand resting on an upper arm. They were comrades in the eyes of prying mobians and no one could say otherwise.
Until one day, when they were sitting next to each other on a bench in the middle of a park after a light conversation, Sonic had almost left his hand between the other's legs, fingers caressing his inner thigh absentmindedly. Worse than that, Shadow's hand had come to meet his own, intertwining their fingers as featherlight touches urged him to continue. Their eyes had met and he knew. He knew he had played himself when he had chosen her.
Because one gaze from Shadow had been warmer than a thousand hugs from Amy.
Now weeks later, Sonic had sex with Amy with the intention of another round. She was attractive and he couldn't deny it, even if his treacherous mind pranked him with illusions of a certain guy. All Amy did was say she was tired from their first session and turn to the side, falling asleep afterwards. He didn't know how he had the power to drain her in a single round so easily. In his ideal of Amy, she should've lasted longer than that. Had to. Perhaps she wasn't in the mood after all.
The blue hedgehog was rather awake, so he had been watching the rain. It was noisier than most of their nights of lovemaking. Once he deemed Amy was fast asleep, he took his smartphone from its place on the bedside table and searched for his photography application. He always had a specific folder in mind to keep him busy every time he was left hanging to fend for his sexual needs by a woman who was supposed to be his anchor.
On a different note, Sonic had realized just now that he had never had sex with Amy without using condoms, glancing at a used one in the pink trash can beside the bed. Having sex with Amy felt so different from entertaining his ex-girlfriends. So different from making love to Shadow who was nothing but a fuck buddy.
He found the album, thankful for never letting Amy near his phone since the folder's title was rather compromising to his loving boyfriend reputation: Shadow.
A decade-long arrangement eternalized in over thirty photos and ten videos. Most of them consisted of after-sex pictures and badly recorded sexual encounters. Sonic's own holy grail. His ungloved finger swiped to find a particular photo from a couple of years ago. When he finally found it, he stared at it with a fond smile on his muzzle, thumb idly caressing the screen where Shadow's face appeared.
It was a picture of his rival, taken in the morning after an intense private party with Knuckles and Rouge a few years into their arrangement. It was pure and emanated peacefulness. Shadow was sitting on the mattress, angelic white duvets covering his lap and one leg. Out of the soft fabric, his right leg was bent in similar way to a sitting ballerina, its red stripe visible in the angle the photo was taken, toes curled almost bashfully.
Shadow's face was partially covered by one hand while the other held a mug filled with coffee beans. His eyes were closed and he was smiling, sharp white fangs peeking over his lower lip. Striped quills were messy, despite having been brushed beforehand when he had gone to the bathroom. Sonic remembered stealing a couple of kisses from him. There was a silver tray on the bed, his own empty coffee mug amidst sweets and a half-eaten Hot Pocket. Sonic loved that picture in special, because Shadow hadn't posed to it. He was taken by surprise and his first reaction was a smile, not a frown. A shy smile over an absurd circumstance.
Which reminded him of the final issue in his and Amy's relationship: the lack of unconditional love.
Despite recognizing he held true feelings for the pink heroine, Sonic knew her immense love was deep down unrequited. It was nothing compared to what he felt for her. It was superficial, infatuation at most. Requited feelings to a certain degree. He had tried to witness a spark igniting between them, but it was so tiny a gust of wind could blow it away with ease anytime it burned.
Sonic recalled what he had felt for Sally in his teenage to young adult years, when they had almost gotten married if it wasn't for their different views on what mattered the most in their lives. Love was there, he knew it. However, it hadn't been enough. Sonic had always valued his freedom and his duty as a hero; no one in the world would take those away from him. He couldn't be someone he wasn't for the sake of another person in the name of love.
Love. A simple yet complicated word.
He knew he felt something weird for his rival. It wasn't the same thing as what he felt for Sally, he was sure of it. Nonetheless, Sonic noticed he had to be too inexperienced on the field not to realize what he felt for Shadow had the same premise as love: admiration, respect and interest to keep their disagreements toned down to a minimum.
It wasn't all, they also had connection, emotional involvement, partnership, high levels of intimacy and sexual compatibility. There was even some type of routine established between them. All signs were there, still he would never want to refer what he felt for Shadow as love. Love was reserved for Sally, since what he felt for him was something else entirely. Something solid and down to earth.
It transcended love. It was unbreakable and long-lasting, no matter on which grounds they stood.
The only stability Sonic had in his love life was knowing Shadow would be there for him as a friend. There was mutual care between them, meaning he understood now why Shadow had motivated him to find Amy and sort out his proper intentions with her. The other hedgehog knew it would mean a lot to him, as it would put an end to his doubts of being in a serious relationship with someone who loved him after so long.
The black and red hedgehog was probably aware it wasn't final. It had always been a test on both sides. All the same, Sonic had his own personal reasons to officialize his romance with Amy as fast as he could, even if they were never meant to be in the first place.
His reason was Shadow.
Sonic had realized he was in too deep into his arrangement with his rival ever since he had jokingly proposed to him. A few months later and he had finally lost their unspoken challenge: he caught those damn feelings. Looking into the digital image of Shadow on his phone, Sonic didn't notice his left hand traveling lower, under the sheets, to rest between his legs and massage his sheath. He caressed his entrance too, thinking of nothing but that beautiful smile. It was ridiculous; he had been an idiot not to propose to that man for real when he had the chance.
He was afraid to feel. Afraid to think about an uncertain future.
The hero closed his eyes and his lips parted, listening to the harsh storm outside as two fingers circled over his pucker. Whenever an old memory found its way on his mind, he quietly hummed. The longing was what killed him the most. In five months, he had had four wet dreams about his rival. Amy would always take care of his sudden morning erections, but how he missed metallic crimson nail polish over bright red. A devious smirk and a bite on a lower lip as a dark hand slowly slid around his cock, pumping it with precise, firm strokes.
Sonic longed for balls smacking against his own while a heavy scent of musk reeked in the room. He longed for pointy claws scratching his back and a practiced mouth around his dick, appreciative sounds coming from an almost sore throat. Imagining all those details would always do wonders each time he had to take Amy in an exceptionally boring position. At that point in their relationship, Sonic could easily cum by listening to Shadow's husky voice in his head. It was nerve-racking and familiar in ways he could've never envisioned before.
Lost in the maze, Sonic didn't pay attention to the constant pull of sheets caused by the back-and-forth motions of his hand as he tried to coerce his dick out of its sheath. Amy had woken up, blinking a few times to focus her vision. Green eyes fixated on Sonic's face contorted in pleasure, dropping lower to see a lit phone screen displaying a man she knew barely smiled. Never showed vulnerability. Her boyfriend had been jacking off to Shadow the Hedgehog sitting on a double bed, wearing nothing but golden inhibitor rings and anklets.
In an instant, Amy swiftly took the smartphone from Sonic's hand, earning a yelp and a wide-eyed stare from the startled hero.
"Amy!"
"Are you cheating on me with Shadow?!" she raised her voice while looking through the photos on the device: nothing but black and blue bodies in an impossible setting.
"Wait, I never cheated on you! Give me my phone back!" he tried to get it from her dainty hands but she slapped his palm away.
"You have pictures of him all over your phone!" Amy's eyes switched rapidly, seeing things she never thought could be possible to happen in an entire lifetime.
Sonic threw himself on her, trying to recover his prized possession. Their arms flailed; sheets were pushed aside as their naked bodies fought over the phone.
"I wasn't cheating on you! It's the same as watching porn on the internet!"
"You know him! And he's a man!" she growled, elbowing him whenever he tried to snatch the phone from her hands.
"So what?! I like men too!" Sonic's frown deepened as he bared his teeth.
"You never told me that!" Amy shouted to his face and hid the phone from his reach again.
"You never asked! Now give me my damn phone back, Amy!"
Amy stopped fighting him when one picture got her attention in particular. Sonic struggled a little until he came to a halt once he saw the photo. Shadow was looking intensely at the camera with his erect cock in his mouth. He gulped and Amy slowly turned to face him.
"When did you take this photo?" the heroine asked quietly.
Sonic sat down, letting go of Amy. They made eye contact and he could see tears forming in the corner of her eyes, threatening to stream down her muzzle. A faint blush was spread across her cheeks, clearly visible after another lightning bolt hit the horizon outside her home, illuminating the entire bedroom.
"A little over a year ago."
Amy straightened her posture, pulling the sheets to cover her breasts. She checked other photos, looking through their different timestamps in horror until she found a video. Sonic remembered that video all too well. He closed his eyes as she pressed play, hearing depraved moans and gasps as he fucked Shadow against a silver pole, pure strength of muscle balancing their bodies around the metal surface. Amy paused it after a few seconds to see other evidences of their secret affair. Sonic heaved a sigh, ears dropping in shame and something akin to relief.
"Amy?" he tried.
"Love really changes everything," she concluded.
Sonic made a face and saw what she saw. Then it hit him. He realized he had never taken an after-sex photo of him and Amy before. In the referred picture, he and Shadow shared a loving kiss as the hero took a selfie to frame the moment as eternal.
"Ames, I'm so–"
"Get out of my apartment. We're done. I'm done," she looked down as tears finally fell from her eyes. Another thunder crashed outside, rain never ceasing; sniffles could be faintly heard over the loud noise.
Sonic nodded and got out of the bed. He recovered his white gloves and red shoes from the random places he had thrown them away before the bed became the room's main attraction. He dressed as she silently wiped off her shedding tears, pondering how their relationship could've been if Sonic wasn't in love with someone else. The blue hedgehog realized it was for the best, mentally praising her for being braver than him in terms of making hard decisions.
"Sonic," Amy called and he turned his head to regard her. She outstretched her arm to hand him his phone back, its screen showing a picture of him on his knees in front of Shadow, who had a hand on his blue quills as they looked into each other's eyes. Dressed in a glossy red leather harness, Sonic was licking the other's dick where a golden metal cock ring was tightly positioned around his shaft and balls. "When were you going to tell me?"
Locking its screen, Sonic secured his phone into his head quills before opening the window, the tempestuous wind making the thin lace curtains bat wildly. "I had nothing to tell you. This isn't about us, Amy," he gave her a sad smile before continuing. "Never was and never will be."
Then he jumped off the window without hearing what else she had to say. It didn't matter anymore.
He was free.
•••
The thunderstorm picked up again and Shadow hadn't even left the shower yet.
He grumbled under steamy water when he finished douching. The black and red hedgehog had a tiresome day, so he was looking forward to test a new dildo Rouge had gotten him from the last time she visited the local sex shop. It was the only way he could end his night with a smile on his face, considering how Sonic had become downright useless now.
Shadow couldn't lie; he missed that motherfucker. He didn't know the exact reason, but he missed him. If he hadn't been a coward when Sonic had asked for his sincere opinion on his foolish idea to date Amy Rose almost one year ago, he would have proposed to him on the spot so his rival wouldn't need to think about what ifs and other meaningless suppositions. Shadow had played the fool once again by being a Good Samaritan, as some humans would put it.
Being selfish had always served him better and this single mistake was proof of that.
Regardless of the outcome, Shadow didn't regret his suggestion. He knew Amy would become an obstacle in their arrangement if Sonic decided to sort things out with the pink hedgehog when he felt ready to delve into a relationship. As to put an end to Sonic's inner turmoil, Shadow had told him to try it out and even gave him advice. He knew Sonic would make a fool of himself in the end of the day, since he was aware the other had caught feelings for him.
Shadow may be surly, but he wasn't blind. He saw the way Sonic would always manage to ask Rouge for information on his whereabouts, as if keeping a close eye on him. Making sure he was single. It was funny and pitiful at the same time. Shadow should've pointed it out to embarrass him further.
Back to the matter at hand, it was taking too long for Sonic to realize he needed him and Shadow was starting to get pissed off.
Sure, he could be an imbecile for not stepping up, but Sonic deserved an award. The blue hedgehog had been living a lie for so long Shadow almost believed he had been hypnotized by some sort of occult force from Amy's never-ending tarot card readings. Time quickly passed so Rouge would recommend him different sex toys to keep him occupied while he guarded himself to the blue cretin.
Three months had passed till Shadow made a hard decision. He went on a sex strike. Rouge had laughed uncontrollably at his stoic face when he calmly explained how he wasn't going to chase after other men until Sonic came crawling back to him, arms crossed over his chest to show his disdain for her obtuse reaction. Shadow had put something on his mind and he wouldn't rest until he saw his goal fulfilled. He was sure the blue hedgehog would come running back to him sooner or later. All those years weren't for nothing, let alone all those sleepless nights.
He would wait for him. He had all the time in the world anyway.
But it wasn't all. Shadow avoided telling Rouge how he missed Sonic's body under and over him, especially the affection hidden behind those emerald irises that looked at him as if he were the only thing that mattered in the world. He wouldn't tell her because it was none of her business. Moreover, Shadow refused to speak about those things out loud due to the nature of his thoughts seeming extremely laughable. It would sound as if he had been the one who had caught feelings, not Sonic. It was unacceptable and, most of all, ludicrous.
Shadow couldn't give her ammunition so she could bombard him later.
Besides, the main reason why he needed Sonic back as soon as possible wasn't even due to his tedious company. He needed him to satisfy his sexual urges. Plain and simple. No man in the world could make him feel so good like Sonic did, and he realized that throughout the many moments they'd shared with one another. As steam fogged the immaculate bathroom, Shadow recalled one of his encounters with his rival when their arrangement was still kept under wraps.
They'd had sex inside an active volcano in Red Mountain while a party was being held in Mystic Ruins, the day Rouge and Knuckles had first made out. He could still feel his skin burning from the unbearable heat as rocks collapsed in the flowing lava, ghosts of doomed souls swaying to the heavy beat inside soiled prison cells. Shadow still remembered their bodies soaked in sweat reaching an orgasm so hot it made the lava seem cold.
Enough, he mentally told himself, wiping off sweat from his temple. Shadow got out of the shower stall and wrapped a towel around his waist, heading to his bed as the storm muffled low curses aimed to one hedgehog in particular. If it wasn't enough, the doorbell rang and Shadow recalled the electrician's visit scheduled for that night, courtesy of Rouge damaging their penthouse's electrical wiring system and Omega's brand-new update completion with her cheap hair dryer.
Now Omega was being repaired by the fox genius in his workshop near Sonic's residence while their lights flickered every now and then. To further aggravate the situation, he had been left to deal with the consequences of Rouge's stupidity after she fled to Angel Island. He hadn't even seen her leaving until it was too late; she had vanished into thin air.
Shadow growled, walking towards the door. He couldn't help but think he had always been surrounded by traitors.
•••
Rainstorm flooded avenues as lightning bolts startled astraphobics all over the city. Sonic was concerned about Tails alone in their shared house. However, he quickly remembered his friend's duty to repair Omega's corrupted hard drive. He could live another rainy night without him. The blue hero sped into the streets, echoing a supersonic boom on the pathway heading to his destination. Instead of turning right to the coast, he turned left to the west side of Central City, nearing the busy roads of Battle Highway and Radical Highway.
Sonic had no time to lose. He ignored vehicles and unfortunate pedestrians, his usual speed making umbrellas almost fly away from human and mobian hands. Each time Sonic wasn't able to dodge posts and fire hydrants, he would run sideways across buildings, never decreasing his pace, not even for a second. His heart pounded sorely in his ribcage, a feeling of determination blooming inside his wet body as he ran under heavy rain. Sonic's limbs ached but he didn't care, not paying attention to the bad weather and its dangerous storm at all.
In fact, the hero loved it, feeling at ease after so many days doubting what he thought was a good idea at first. Sonic noticed a barricade closing the red gate bridge due to another road under construction. It wouldn't stop him either way. Collecting a trail of golden rings before boosting forward, the cleansing water didn't intimidate him as he ran across the sea. A neon blue blur sprinted on the water, avoiding waves while another thunder crashed. Sonic smirked and crossed the land himself, not scared about being hit by a lightning strike or even drowning in the middle of the sea.
Wash all over me, he could even ask the rain.
On solid ground, the blue hedgehog ran among cars and buses, looking for a certain residential building. Once he found it, Sonic sighed in solace and walked into one of the most luxurious skyscrapers in Westopolis. Not in the mood to greet the doorman or receive an earful from the cleaning lady for wetting the waxed floor tiles, Sonic ran straight to the stairs, reaching the penthouse faster than any elevator ever could.
He was on edge. At his peak. And there was only one place he could go to find himself again. Sonic headed to the main door, running a hand through his messy head quills and trying to control his accelerated breathing. He wasn't tired; he was basically stressed after his failed relationship came to an end. He liked Amy and he didn't want to lose her friendship. However, Sonic wasn't interested in remembering his wrongdoings at the moment, since all he could think about was someone he'd been dying to see in person for a while now.
Shadow nodded at the electrician, a mobian panther way too talkative for his liking. He escorted him towards the door once he had finished all the repairs, wishing him to leave immediately. Noticing how the guy looked at his body, towel securely wrapped around his waist, Shadow knew he expected to have his way with him, considering the ungodly hour. He glared and paid him no attention, opening the door for him to exit. The tall red panther lowered his cap in the hedgehog's direction, smiling at him before departing. About to close the door again, Shadow flinched after a palm collided harshly with the jamb.
The grumpy hedgehog was seconds away from kicking the harasser out of the way when he realized that white glove was too wet to be his.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Shadow asked Sonic, who was sodden from head to toe.
"Nice to see you too. You're bringing men to your place now? I thought you and Rouge had an agreement," Sonic pointed a thumb in the direction of the elevator, where the panther was crouched attempting to recover his fallen tools since his rival had probably bumped into him.
"I'm what?" Shadow blinked twice and narrowed his eyes at his loathsome insinuation.
"You fucked the electrician? Really, Shadow?" Sonic checked him out, glancing at his towel subtly.
"And what if I did? You have nothing to do with that," the striped hedgehog retorted, offended. "Get out of my sight."
Shadow tried to slam the door on Sonic's face, anger coursing through his veins. Unlike what he had anticipated, the hero pushed the door and they fought over it, Shadow trying to close it as Sonic kept leaving it ajar. The black and red hedgehog let out a snarl and closed it with all his strength, not expecting Sonic to kick the door open, making him stumble backwards almost losing his balance completely. The inconvenient hero walked into his living room, shutting the door behind him with his foot. Shadow's eyes widened in surprise as soon as he saw his rival coming closer, about to confront him.
"Sonic, what the fuck are you do–" and he was interrupted by a tight hug.
The dark hedgehog froze and Sonic noticed it. He embraced him firmly, caressing his upturned quills while burying his nose in the crook of his neck to inhale his smell. How much he missed that scent, so different from Amy's overly sweet perfume. Sonic started kissing his shoulder, then his neck, slowly, waiting for some sort of resistance. Instead, he could feel Shadow relaxing under his touch, hands coming to wrap themselves around his waist, a palm stroking between his back quills delicately.
Sonic moved to kiss his cheek and he saw Shadow close his eyes, mouth parting as his heart pounded avidly. The blue hedgehog took the opportunity to plant a soft kiss on his lips, hand coming to rest on his muzzle where a thumb fondled his fur. He kissed him again and spoke quietly against his lips, over the noisy thunderstorm outside.
"I had to see you."
Shadow opened his eyes and they made eye contact. Sonic really came back to him like he had predicted. He moved a hand to cup his rival's face before hastily locking their lips together. It had been too long since he had kissed somebody, let alone Sonic the Hedgehog himself. Shadow didn't waste time to lick his mouth, asking for entrance. Soon enough they were making out as if it had been years since their last intimate encounter. Hands came to caress his blue counterpart's wet chest and ass, while the other hedgehog led him to the side, where the kitchen was located with its lights already on.
The striped hero's butt hit the counter as Sonic pressed his body there, nibbling his lower lip. Shadow let out a low moan and squeezed his buttock in approval, moving a leg to wrap around the other's hips, a sudden need to feel him as a whole. He just didn't expect to nearly slip on the water puddle formed beneath his rival as blue quills dripped ceaselessly.
"You're wetting my floor," Shadow warned and Sonic let go of his body.
In one swift movement, the blue hedgehog removed the towel around his rival's waist and dried his fur and quills. It wasn't much, considering he had done this in a few seconds. Breath coming in short takes, Shadow waited patiently until Sonic removed his gloves and shoes, throwing them aside and coming back to meet his lips once again.
The dark hedgehog pulled him closer when Sonic sat him down on the countertop, positioning his lower body between his wide-open legs. Shadow gasped, feeling Sonic rut against him. He mirrored his rival's motions until their dicks emerged from their sheaths, erections rubbing against each other's groins as they moaned in pleasure.
"Wait," Shadow mumbled while the other moved his lips to his neck, little fangs biting the dark skin there. "Are you sure?" he grunted.
After giving one last lick to his sensitive neck, Sonic's half-lidded green eyes bored into his red ones under the dim kitchen lights. "I've never been so sure in my whole life."
That was enough for Shadow to pull him back into a fierce kiss, taking his hand and placing it between his legs where it closed around his erection, moving up and down before stopping to play with its tip with a thumb. Breaking the kiss, the striped hedgehog groaned in appreciation, eyes closing after saying a single command in a sultry voice.
"Blow me."
Sonic didn't have to be told twice, immediately dropping to his knees to have a taste. The blue hedgehog loved going down on Amy, but Shadow's cock was clearly unrivaled. A little after nibbling his inner thighs, Sonic proceeded to lick his dark counterpart's member, tail wagging as his tongue twirled around the head slowly. Shadow had to be pent-up, because he could taste pre-cum dripping from its tip when he closed his mouth around it, eliciting a low moan from his rival's lips.
Shadow gripped the hero's head quills forcefully as he bucked his hips forward, feet resting on the drawers' handles. A sly grin presented itself on his muzzle as soon as he heard Sonic humming against his cock, taking inch after inch once the first warning had been given. Letting out a chuckle at his rival's eagerness, Shadow thrusted inside his mouth repeatedly, increasing speed and groaning loudly. It seemed like Sonic still could take it all, despite not having a dick to suck for quite a few months. Lost in his thoughts, Shadow didn't see the lights flickering again when another lightning bolt hit the far away skyline.
How good it felt to be fucked in the mouth. Sonic certainly was free now, even if he had been the one to trap himself in the first place. He couldn't live without Shadow screwing him senseless in every meaning of the word. It wasn't long until he felt his mouth being filled with Shadow's cum, his throat trying its hardest to swallow every drop. Sonic could milk him forever if it meant he would see Shadow panting like that every day, ragged breaths coming from his mouth as he placed a palm to balance himself on the countertop.
Sonic released his rival's dick with a pop, licking his lips before regarding him with half-lidded eyes. Shadow removed his hand from his quills and gave him a hard slap in the face. Dumbfounded, the blue hedgehog blinked and moved a hand to massage his jaw while the other chuckled in amusement.
"You always come running for a cock, huh? Pathetic."
The hero laughed a little before speeding away from his rival. A second later and Sonic came back from Shadow's bedroom with a bottle of lube in hand. He wiggled his eye ridges at him before acknowledging his point with an answer of his own. Shadow looked interested once he gave his hand a brief glance.
"I came for an ass too."
And with that remark, he pushed Shadow backwards, earning a pained moan from him when his back and head hit the countertop, making tableware and a basket of fruits fall off the clean surface with an indistinct noise. Another thunder crashed as Sonic poured a good amount of lube on his fingers. He saw Shadow spread his legs up in the air, bending them at the knees, tailhole on the edge of the countertop. The blue hedgehog couldn't hide the smirk that appeared on his face when he heard Shadow breathing heavily in anticipation.
Sonic approached him, observing his chest rise and fall. He ran his fingers through his rival's chest fur before circling a digit over his pucker, receiving a low moan and a flinch. It seemed like Shadow hadn't found another man to replace him after all. As soon as the first finger entered his hole, Shadow closed his eyes and bit his lower lip, not caring about Sonic watching his expression closely. The hero shook his head slightly to feign disappointment, deeming Shadow too easy when it came to hand over his ass on a platter to him.
"So, had a good time with the electrician?" Sonic teased, massaging his inner walls with unhurried motions.
"If I say yes, will you believe me?" Shadow answered while his rival tried to make room for another finger.
"No fucking way," Sonic replied and gradually inserted a second digit as a grunt came from the other's mouth, who had left a hand around his flaccid cock, pumping it slowly to regain its erection. "You wouldn't let him do this."
"No," Shadow confessed, presenting him a conceited grin that was instantly replaced by his mouth hanging open again when Sonic scissored his fingers inside him. He hummed and continued. "He wouldn't do it like you."
The blue hero's third finger entered smoothly afterwards. Shadow tried to fuck himself into his fingers, failing since he couldn't boost his body with one elbow on the counter. Sonic noticed that and placed his legs on his shoulders with his free hand, one after another. He stopped moving his fingers so Shadow took control, now able to move freely without losing his balance. Shadow moaned each time his fingers brushed against his prostate, increasing speed. Sonic chuckled upon seeing that, thus he quickly removed his fingers from his stretched hole, making Shadow huff a groan in frustration.
"We're doing this my way now."
Then everything was a blur. Sonic had gotten his dark counterpart's legs out of his shoulders and manhandled his body until bare feet hit the floor. Before Shadow could utter a word, he swiftly turned him with one hand on his head quills and smashed his cheek against the cool kitchen counter, kicking his legs apart. Sonic bent him over roughly, black torso pressed against the white surface and ass raised up instinctively. Shadow let out a pained grunt due to the violent treatment, but Sonic paid him no attention. Instead, he let go of his striped quills to take care of his own forgotten erection.
As Sonic stroked himself to apply lube on his cock, pre-cum already dripping from its tip, Shadow planted both of his hands on the countertop, head turned to the side. He took a deep breath, not in the mood to argue with Sonic about the way he had thrown his head on the counter. Done with his task, Sonic pressed his lower body against his butt, fingers tugging at a black tail in the meantime. Shadow closed his eyes and felt his rival's member brushing against his pucker, the friction itself enough to make him shiver and ask for more.
"Be gentle with me, it's been a while," Shadow demanded mockingly.
"Shut up. I've always been gentle with you."
As if to prove the truth of his statement, Sonic loomed over his rival's back to press a few kisses on his shoulder while aligning his tip with his entrance. Shadow tried to turn his face so he could meet his lips, but he was stopped short by Sonic's hand pinning his head there. Soon enough Shadow felt himself being stretched by the other's cock, letting out a long moan as the tip slid inside him.
Sonic groaned, feeling the other relax under him. He carefully entered his rival, trying not to fasten things up. Shadow hummed once the hero was halfway inside and proceeded to move backwards until he took the whole length. They stayed like that for a bit, Shadow slowly fucking himself on his dick while Sonic spaced out. Straightening his posture, the blue hedgehog finally witnessed his recent daydreams come to life. Black fur was darker than the stormy sky, upturned quills sharper than a knife. Even his husky voice sounded deeper than most men he knew by passing. This was Shadow in his entirety.
And he couldn't wait to fuck him like old times.
That thought was sufficient for Sonic to move, setting a slow, hard pace at first. Shadow loved it, especially after he gripped his tail that wouldn't stop wagging against his crotch. The blue hero gradually sped his thrusts and Shadow tried to meet him halfway, scratching the counter with his claws. The sound of their voices and shallow breaths increased in volume as skin brushed against skin. Shadow tried to touch his dick, however his hand was yanked away and pinned against the counter. He realized Sonic had intertwined their fingers while the loud noise of rain muffled their sounds.
When the initial pace grew in speed, the heroes cried out in delight. Sonic held his rival's head quills in a tight grip while the other screamed his name. In a desperate attempt to increase friction, Shadow raised one leg to rest his foot over one of the cabinet handles, leaving his knee and thigh on the countertop to spread his legs wider than before, slim body supported on one sole. The speedy hedgehog was amazed by the change in angle, thrusting faster than minutes before to hear the other's voice break again.
Sonic could feel Shadow was close by the way his free hand moved to grip the opposite edge of the countertop, a need to hold onto something. He never knew when Amy was close unless she told him herself. Shadow never needed to say anything for him to notice, even if he would rather like his cum to feel like a surprise. Relishing in the new position, Sonic tested different angles until he reached Shadow's prostate, pounding onto it repeatedly. He could do this forever. It was a shame Amy wasn't there to see them; it would be a nice opportunity to tell her one important thing.
This is making love.
The lights went out. The intensity of their reunion didn't allow the two rivals to hear the loud thunder that crashed after a lightning strike hit somewhere nearby. It was enough to fade the whole penthouse to black, save for Shadow's bedroom where a faint light came from the city lights outside. Sonic reached his climax with Shadow's name on his lips, riding the remains of his orgasm until the last drop. He decreased his previous rough pace while filling the other to the brim.
The blue blur almost didn't see his rival's foot slipping when the cabinet pull broke. He was quick to hold his thigh and place it back on the countertop, trying to fight the overstimulation and keep his motions steady so Shadow could follow him soon. His hand moved to jack him off in synchrony with his hips, feeling the other tremble. A couple of thrusts later and Shadow cried out, ropes of cum staining the drawers and spilling on the floor underneath them while his legs shook in bliss.
Sonic came to a halt after bucking his hips forward and stroking him one last time, breathing heavily as he leaned his head back and stared into the gloom. He could feel Shadow quivering around his length and the sensation alone made him feel satisfied. Shadow whimpered a little, making Sonic caress his back tenderly to soothe him. That loving gesture was short-lived, since Sonic landed a hard smack on his ass later on with his other hand. Shadow yelped instantly, then the hero squeezed his butt cheek harshly in gratitude and pulled out, leaving a mess on the floor. They both tried to control their breathing in a comfortable silence, save for the rainfall.
"Tough day, hedgehog?" Shadow's deep voice sounded raspier than usual.
"Amy and I broke up," Sonic announced, trying to recover Shadow's towel from where he had tossed it to wet it under the faucet.
He heard a low obscure chuckle in the same instant. It seemed like Shadow couldn't contain his reaction at all, hitting a fist twice on the countertop in levity. Sonic stumbled in one of the stools and heard a tsk from his rival, who illuminated the kitchen with one hand enveloped by Chaos energy.
"About time," Shadow smirked.
"What?" Sonic frowned and saw his smug expression in the green-ish yellow light. Shadow hadn't moved from his position yet.
"I knew it wouldn't last. I know you," he winked at him.
"You know me so well you didn't even ask if I were with her before bending over," still frowning, the hero twisted the wet towel in the sink and started cleaning himself before coming behind his rival.
"Correction: you bent me over," Shadow clarified, letting Sonic help him. "I assumed something had happened as soon as you kissed me. You're not the type to cheat on a partner."
"Thank you. At least you believe in me," Sonic finished his task and discarded the towel. "It's weird, y'know? I feel lighter. Not even guilty about what happened. Sure, I'm guilty, but it feels good to be me again," he crouched to clean the floor using pieces of paper towel.
"It's not like you to talk about feelings," Shadow shifted from his position to lean on his elbows, making room for his rival to wipe the cum strands off the cabinets.
"Heh, you know me best. Makes me wonder why I thought officializing things with Amy was a good idea at first…" the blue hedgehog trailed off, knowing the answer was right beside him.
"You like her. You thought she was the one after all these years," Shadow let the Chaos energy die out in his hand once the other was done recovering all the items that had fallen on the floor, broken handle included.
"Yeah, but… it felt hollow," Sonic scooped Shadow up in his arms and took him to his bedroom. "I dunno. There was no thrill, no depth, no heart racing… nothing. It felt superficial and I felt bad about it. As if I was acting. Playing a stupid role."
"What did you want from her?" Shadow asked as he was gently put on his bed.
"Let me see," Sonic pondered for a second, crawling above Shadow to lay down on the other side of the bed. He took his smartphone from his quills and turned the flashlight on, placing the device on the nightstand with its screen turned down. "An open relationship and a bed-breaking fuck every once in a while," he propped his head up on his fist and pointed his index finger upward. "Oh, and a challenge! It all felt too easy. Almost predictable."
Shadow snorted. Sonic had just described what he could offer him.
"You wanted to take her one on one? You should've bought her a strap-on," he chuckled.
"No, that's not it! It's… complicated. I missed the freedom the most, y'know?" Sonic caressed his rival's chest fur absentmindedly. "Besides, the sex wasn't good either. She didn't like it when I fucked her mouth nor when I suggested anal. She wasn't keen to the idea of fingering me either."
Shadow scoffed. "You should've known that. She was a virgin before you. She expected a fairytale, not whatever your dirty mind would pull her into."
"I thought I could get her in the mood. Everything else was kind of okay, but the sex… there was no involvement. Nothing. Empty! It lacked passion, man," Sonic complained in a dramatic way, hiding his face on Shadow's chest fur.
"Passion?" Shadow snorted again and placed his arm around Sonic, stroking the side of his body with the tip of his fingers. "I can only imagine. Stop lying to yourself, Sonic. That wasn't the reason why you two broke up."
"I'm not lying to myself!" Sonic pouted, raising his head to look his rival in the eye.
"Really?" Shadow scorned, sarcasm filling his voice. "And what did she see?"
The blue hero blinked. "Whaddya mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean. You're a coward when it comes to telling her the truth. She had to see something to give you an ultimatum," Shadow narrowed his eyes at him.
"Okay. Promise you won't laugh?" Sonic extended his pinky up in his direction.
"No," Shadow deadpanned, unamused. That made his rival lower his hand.
"Fine… I was jacking off to a photo of you while she was sleeping beside me," he focused his gaze elsewhere.
There was silence at first. However, it was quickly interrupted by Shadow's chuckle. He even ran a hand over his face to let Sonic know that was the most preposterous thing he had ever heard in his life.
"It was intentional," Shadow pointed out in a serious tone. "You wanted her to see who you thought about when you fucked her."
"No! I swear it wasn't intentional! I just… it was stronger than me, dude. You know I can't resist you. She even took my phone and saw all our photos. The pole dancing video too."
"Why did you agree to date her in the first place?" came an important question.
One Sonic pretended not to hear.
"Answer me," Shadow squeezed his arm firmly until a pained expression found its way on his rival's face.
"Thought I could get over this," Sonic revealed, motioning at them both with one finger.
Shadow blinked, seeing how the hero tried not to make eye contact with him.
"What the fuck did I even do to you?" he asked through clenched teeth.
"You made me feel. You fucked me up."
"I made you feel?" Shadow had an incredulous grin on his muzzle before raising an eye ridge to taunt him.
"I don't wanna talk about it," Sonic frowned and glanced at him briefly.
"But I do," Shadow insisted.
"It's not like you to talk about feelings," Sonic repeated his words in a funny husky voice.
"Be a man for once in your life, Sonic."
Said hero growled and landed a fist on the mattress in exasperation. "It's you, Shadow! The whole package. Made me think," then he raised a hand to run over his face like his rival had done moments previously. "I'm gonna sound like a fucking idiot."
"You are a fucking idiot."
Sonic took a deep breath and spilled it out.
"I realized that I can't live without you. Here, I said it," he threw his hands in defeat.
"You love me?" Shadow smirked.
"Pfft. Nah," Sonic chuckled, shaking his head in denial. "Not a chance, dude."
"You just said you can't live without me. Sounds like you love me," the dark hedgehog pressed on.
"No, I don't! Damnit, Shadow, cut that out!" he raised his voice at him.
"Fine. I get it," Shadow let the subject die for now, knowing very well his rival would never admit it. "Amy broke up with you because you were desperate to have sex with me again."
"I broke her heart," Sonic shrugged. "I didn't want to, but we weren't meant to be."
"But we are meant to be?" Shadow took advantage of the situation.
"I didn't say that."
"You don't have to," he squeezed the other's arm again, not too rough this time.
Sonic rolled his eyes and continued. "You know… ever since Sally and I broke up, I thought I'd never love someone as much as I loved her," when he saw Shadow's mouth curving upwards, he quickly intervened. "And I didn't! That love died with our relationship. But today I found out I had no idea what love really was in the first place. Sure, I loved her, but… I could've easily broken up with her for another reason altogether."
"Did it have a deadline?" Shadow sounded curious.
"More or less," he looked at his rival before carrying on. "You and I… we've been through a lot of shit together. And we're still here after all the ups and downs, the arguments, even when we're fighting against each other in opposite sides… all these things could've made me break up with Sally without a second thought. Still, for some fucked up reason, you and I never stopped working together. Funny, isn't it? Seems like an irony of destiny."
"An argument over what really mattered to you was all it took for her to put an end on your relationship," Shadow concluded.
"We argued over our differences. Sounds familiar to you?" Sonic snorted.
"Hmph."
"Amy and I had a deadline too, but I don't wanna lose her. I still want to be her friend like before this mess even started," the blue hedgehog presented him a faint smile.
"Give her some time," Shadow stroked his arm. "She will understand she never stood a chance against me."
That made Sonic laugh. "Yeah. I'll have to hide from Knuckles for a while, though," he licked his lips. "Dude was rooting for us, Amy and I," then his gaze met Shadow's. "But I have to say he had been rooting for us this whole time. All these years."
"I can't believe it," Shadow smirked in pride.
"Believe it or not, he was starting to see you highly," Sonic elbowed the striped hedgehog in the ribs playfully. "Don't tell him I told you."
"I won't."
The hero placed an arm around Shadow's torso, clinging to him while nuzzling his chest fur. Shadow moved his hand to fondle his blue quills, still a little damp from the rainwater.
"Feels good to be with you again. Like old times," Sonic stated.
"It's been less than six months," Shadow planted a kiss on his head. "We have been apart for longer."
"It felt like an eternity to me."
There was a momentary pause in which the two rivals listened to the rainfall, not so heavy anymore. Shadow felt Sonic's breath on his fur, so calm it could only mean he was almost falling asleep. Thinking about the circumstances that had led to their encounter, the dark hero realized he still owed Sonic one last piece of information.
"I didn't fuck the electrician."
"Huh?" Sonic opened his eyes and raised his head from his chest.
"He was called to repair our electrical wiring system. I had just gotten out of the shower when he arrived," then he motioned at the bedroom. "He was useless as you can see."
"More like I can't see," Sonic snickered.
"Last time I had sex was three months ago."
"Went on strike, dude?" the blue hedgehog smiled.
Shadow heaved a sigh and looked into his eyes before speaking quietly.
"No one could give me what I wanted."
Another pause. Sonic noticed the way Shadow had delivered his response, a hint to something beyond what they were used to. He wasn't talking about sex anymore. After a few seconds pondering what he should make of his confession, Sonic decided to acknowledge its obvious denotation. Indeed, no one could give Shadow what he wanted, except for one man. A man who was his equal in every way. Therefore, he optioned for voicing the truth.
"I could."
Sonic closed their distance with a kiss in which Shadow was quick to reciprocate. The hero's body moved of its own accord, blue legs securing his rival as he got on top of him, showering his muzzle with tender smooches.
"I can," Sonic whispered.
Shadow's arms came to wrap themselves around his waist, where he pulled his body against his own. It felt different, an unusual exchange in which the blue hero thought whatever he felt for his rival was somehow mirrored in Shadow's gestures alone. They didn't need to speak, only act. Maybe he was being paranoid or the moment felt too perfect to be considered as such, but he still could deem it a partnership of sorts. He lowered his hand to massage the other's flaccid dick slowly, not in the mood to rush things like usual. It wasn't about release anymore; it was about the sensation itself.
"I'll give you everything you want," Sonic said in a low voice and kissed him again, Shadow humming in understanding. "Everything."
"I want you," Shadow finally answered, tone filled with desire and something else.
Sonic rapidly moved them both until they laid side by side, so he could position one of Shadow's legs around his waist to press their groins together for some well-deserved friction. It was too gentle, too good to be true. Shadow rolled his hips forward to rub his dick against Sonic's, tearing a moan from his lips which met his own again. The dark hero took the opportunity to switch their positions until he was on top of his rival, legs bent as he straddled him.
Shadow hovered over Sonic and palmed his cock firmly, closing a hand around it to stroke it softly. He watched his blue counterpart's expression, so raw and open he could almost say it wasn't real. It had been a while since he had touched him that way and it was partly his fault. Upon noticing his own dick demanding attention, Shadow shifted his grasp and pumped their erections together when he sat on the other's lap. He saw Sonic lean his head back on the pillow, biting his lower lip while watching their lengths brush.
He couldn't tell him how he hadn't been sleeping well for the past two months.
As he increased his motions, Shadow realized his rival didn't smell like his now ex-girlfriend. He expected to sniff some sort of sweet fragrance, however all he could sense was a characteristic smell of rainwater. Perhaps the weather was on their side, washing all the remains of Sonic's paltry relationship off his body. Shadow ran his free hand through the hero's chest, nails scratching him a little. He saw Sonic release a silent gasp and place one hand behind his head in a laid-back manner, as if watching him pull on a show. That alone made him shiver.
He couldn't tell him how much he hated himself for not getting his promised ring manufactured in advance.
Sonic wrapped a hand around Shadow's own, removing it so he could take over. He took special care of their tips as Shadow let out a moan, so relaxed he could spend the whole night like this. The blue hedgehog decreased his previous pace and Shadow lowered his body on him, balancing himself on his elbows, about to kiss him again as he grinded against Sonic to rekindle the same rhythm that he had set for them both.
He couldn't tell him he had cried four times while hugging himself in the five months and two weeks they had been apart.
Shadow didn't notice the two fingers presented in front of his lips when they broke the kiss. Sonic's half-lidded green stare was so mesmerizing he found himself sucking his fingers before he could even think. He didn't miss how Sonic smirked at him later, pressing the two digits deeper inside his mouth as he stroked them faster, a low groan coming from his mouth. Shadow didn't dare close his eyes, because he was aware of the veiled intentions in his rival's look. He could see those intentions in the way Sonic had winked at him before taking his fingers out of his mouth, leaving behind a trail of saliva.
He couldn't tell him he had done nothing but think about him during all those insufferable months.
Again, Shadow didn't see the wet fingers threatening to enter his pucker, let alone how Sonic fondled his tail with his thumb. All he could do was vocalize those sensations, multiplied with how Sonic praised him whenever he rocked his hips against his still occupied hand. Shadow felt his rival teasing his entrance, applying pressure and then stopping short to caress his hole in a tantalizing slow pace.
It didn't matter, since he knew nothing lasts forever. Pain included.
Once one finger was inside, Shadow grunted and touched his forehead with his rival's, stopping his motions completely. He wanted to focus on the other's finger stroking his already moist inner walls, alongside how close to climax he was due to the way he was being taken care of. It was impossible not to think about how good it felt to be loved again. Still, it was hard to put all that into words. Real, spoken words.
And because no one had to know, as Sonic himself once told him.
Black fur standing on end, Shadow tried not to move. He felt his limbs trembling when Sonic inserted another finger inside his pucker, moving his digits with the same intensity of his hand jerking them off. Then Sonic slowed down again, making Shadow pant uncontrollably. It was a test, a challenge he had accepted without even realizing it. Endurance. Before his mind could focus on the matter at hand, Sonic had increased speed again and they both moaned breathlessly. The blue hedgehog wasn't too far from his orgasm either. They panted and gasped until everything came to a sudden halt.
He was complete again.
They came undone at the same time, cum stains all over their chests and Sonic's unfortunate muzzle. Shadow collapsed on his body when the hero removed his fingers from his hole, wiping them off in the bed sheet. Shadow could feel everything pulsating inside him as well as his heart beating faster than ever before. They both closed their eyes and breathed heavily, listening to each other's heartbeats while gulping for air. Shadow had only realized they were both glinting with sweat now, right after lying on his rival's body and ignoring the slick mess in their fur as they relished in the afterglow.
Because when two hearts race, both win.
"Did you think about me? When I was with her?" Sonic asked in a soft voice while wrapping his arms around Shadow's lithe form, too spent to care about their current state.
"I never stopped thinking about you."
Perhaps he could tell him just this one thing.
Author's Note 2: Well, I lied. This was not a Sonic and Amy love story. Even worse, it included romance between rivals. Amazing how I wrote and edited this story in two days so I could publish it on April Fools' Day to mess with my readers' hearts. A story about actual fools. You included.
Amy has always been an interesting character to me. She started off extremely hard to sympathize with until she grew to become a responsible young lady. Personally, I'm a big fan of Amy's characterization in recent media, especially how she is written to be more than Sonic's main love interest. She is her own person and deserves some respect as a heroine too.
When it comes to Sonic and Amy's relationship, I feel like their canonical interactions lack potential to hint them as a future power couple. It baffles me how Sonic and Shadow have way more memorable moments together as rivals than the franchise's supposed main pairing. Weird, huh? I guess SEGA played themselves on this one.
I was listening to Night Crawling by Miley Cyrus and Billy Idol while writing the sex scene between Sonic and Shadow in the kitchen. It's all about rock'n'roll, you know? Until the lights go out. I also recommend listening to Bedtime Story by Madonna since it builds the conclusion of this narrative.
On a separate note, my birthday is on the 10th so the next story to this universe might take a while to be published. Need a hint? I heard Shamar is an interesting location to visit in the summer – perhaps not willingly. Furthermore, there will be yet another story in the works too. One more hint? Something tells me Red Hot Skull …for Red Mountain by SEGA, from the Sonic Adventure official soundtrack, can be considered its theme song.
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