Amy felt warm, and whether it was the alcohol in her system or Shadow's hand on her waist that had her cheek's flushing she couldn't be sure. Either way, she felt content as they walked towards her apartment. When they stopped at a crosswalk, she would rest her head on his shoulder and nuzzle into his fur, not knowing how her simple affection drove him wild.

Their conversation had slowly faded away as they drew closer to her home, happy to just enjoy each other's company. As soon as her apartment came into view, Amy felt a slight panic in her stomach. She stole a shy glance at Shadow, with whom she'd just spent the last few hours laughing and drinking, and wondered what he'd been thinking. He'd referenced the fact that they'd slept together once or twice, but never directly. He'd offered to walk her home but hadn't tried to kiss her or anything like that. Did he expect that they'd do it again? Did she want to? She didn't have an answer. Before she'd worked up the nerve to say something, they reached the outside gates and her companion stopped.

"This is you, right?" He asked with a gentle smile.

"Yes," She breathed, leaning a little further into his embrace.

"I suppose this is goodnight then, Amy. Thank you for showing me a lovely time." He replied, letting go and taking a step back. As he did, he caught her hand and slowly brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles.

Oh. Amy let her hand fall to her side when he released it and felt her knuckles tingle. His cool smile never faltered, and he didn't look away from her gaze despite her stunned silence, and she now found herself trapped in his crimson gaze. He's going to leave.

"Goodnight, Shadow." She whispered softly.

With a slight nod, Shadow turned to walk away, and he didn't take more than two steps before Amy couldn't bear the sight any longer.

"Shadow please don't go." She blurted out before she could stop herself.

Shadow froze. This made Amy uneasy, but she continued anyways. "I'm sorry, I just… I don't want tonight to end yet."

Slowly and deliberately, Shadow turned back around, a different fire taking over the expression in his eyes. It made Amy's breath stop in her throat. He seemed to eye her before he closed the distance in between them. "I can stay for a while." He said, his voice low and hoarse.

Amy's eyes flickered between him and the gates. "Do, um, do you want to come inside?" He seemed to visibly swallow, but nodded, so she took his hand, leading him into her apartment building.

When he stepped into her apartment, it was not quite what he expected. He vaguely remembered her mentioning that she recently moved, so he figured that was why the apartment was so plain, but it seemed a little lonely in here. Not that his big empty house was much of an improvement. She led him to a small living room and sat him on a red couch, asking if she could get him anything at all and already walking towards the kitchen.

"I'm alright, Amy." He said with a smile. "Come sit with me."

"I'm going to have a glass of wine; don't you want one?"

"Ah, sure." He replied, watching her impatiently as she poured two glasses of red wine and brought them over. He gratefully took one and thanked her, setting it down on the coffee table. He then wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling the girl until she sat halfway on his lap. She giggled but eased into his touch as if they'd done this a million times.

"I'll slap you if you get handsy." She teased as the male hedgehog nuzzled her cheek.

"Surely you didn't bring me all the way up to your apartment just to tell me you don't want me." Shadow growled into her ear, voice dripping with lust. It made Amy's heart skip several beats, and she was too surprised to respond. "Did you?"

"I don't really know what I'm doing, Shadow." She replied, setting down her glass and snaking her arms around his neck.

"Are you open to suggestions?" He asked, cocking a brow.

"Always." She answered shyly.

"Kiss me."

Amy's eyes widened, but she felt compelled to accept the command. After a moment of hesitation, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. He tasted unfamiliar. It was intoxicating. She suddenly remembered the last time she'd kissed him, when she'd been much more intoxicated than she was now, and even that did not compare to the fire with which he kissed her now. His kiss was filled with the passion and desire Shadow had contained for the last nine years, and Amy found it overwhelming to say the least. She moaned softly against his mouth, parting her lips enough that he could slip his tongue into her mouth.

She somewhat awkwardly reciprocated, making Shadow struggle to suppress a grin. He yanked her body closer and kissed her deeply. As soon as they parted again, Amy whined softly, shifting so that she was straddling his lap. "Shadow, I want you."

He kissed her once more before he spoke. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." Came her soft response.

Shadow then locked eyes with her for a long moment before he pulled her into another desperate kiss.

The pair was woken up to a rather rude alarm that Amy had forgotten about. She came to lying on Shadow's chest, and she groaned into his white chest fur before leaning over to shut off her clock. She turned back to see him smiling sleepily at her.

"Good morning." She said, blushing a bright red and pulling the sheets to cover her bare chest.

The ebony hedgehog wordlessly pulled her into a kiss, sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her tightly against his body. She smiled against his lips, barely suppressing a giggle.

"Come on, lets go back to sleep."

Amy's smile fell. "I can't, Shadow. That was my alarm, I have work. I didn't really plan on having you spend the night, I kind of forgot."

Shadow grimaced a bit. "Well, I was hoping not to get kicked out right away, but I suppose it can't be helped, can it?"

Amy's pulse hastened. This was still so surreal to her. Shadow was here in front of her. He wanted to be here; he didn't want to run away. It was all so unfamiliar. She always thought sex was all guys wanted, but she'd given it up twice now and he still wanted to stay. Could there really be someone who truly cared for her? "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." He smiled. "I'll, um, get out of your hair. Will I see you later?"

"Yes!" She gushed, hands tightly gripping his chest fur. "Yes, you will, if you want."

Shadow kissed her once more before shifting her off him and yanking his jeans back on. He fished an emerald from his pocket and flashed her a grin before he chaos controlled away, leaving Amy lying in bed staring wantonly at the empty space beside her.