This is a fanfiction, and as such, most of the characters in the story are not mine. Most characters are © Sega, and are not used with permission.
Chapter 4: Bunnie's Initiative
"Me and my big mouth."
Shadow found himself in the middle of a clothing store, carrying several boxes in his arms; though none were very heavy, they took up all the space in his arms and then some.
"Are you really gonna buy all this? And why are you buying winter clothes? It's the middle of summer."
"It's on sale, if Ah bought this in the winter it would cost a fortune." Bunnie held up a sweater on a plastic hanger. "Do yah think this would look good on me?"
Shadow looked at the garment, made of white wool with red roses embroidered around the front and back like a chain draped over the shoulders.
"It looks very nice."
Bunnie smiled at Shadow's satisfaction, then tried to hand the sweater off to him; but Shadow's hands and arms were already full with her other purchases. Looking around, she turned Shadow around; holding up the hanger, Bunnie placed the hook over one of Shadow's inverted spines.
"Perfect."
As if the humiliation of being in here wasn't enough. "Great, now I'm a coat rack."
Bunnie goaded him on. "Don't be such a grump."
"How much more are you gonna buy? I can't take much more."
"Ah just need one more item. Wait here a minute."
Shadow stood in the aisle; he wondered how long his arms would hold out. He also wondered how much of a chump he looked like, hanging out in the women's section of a clothing store, carrying a horde of packages. Of course, the explanation for his being there was the classic "wife/girlfriend dragging her husband/boyfriend in to hold her stuff" bit, but he still felt really silly.
"What d'yah think?"
Shadow couldn't help but chuckle a bit. Bunnie was holding a black swimsuit over herself; a full sized one-piece that covered everything quite well, and not a strap to untie to be seen.
"Now that is gorgeous."
Shadow and Bunnie made their way home; the latter had to open the door for the former who was still bogged down with three armloads of packages. Once Shadow was in the door, he dumped the bags and boxes on the carpeted floor.
"Hey, watch it with those."
"Sorry, I've never had to carry that much over such a distance."
"And Rouge doesn't have yah carry her stuff?"
"She has a car."
"A car? That big white thing she has in the..."
"Garage?"
"Yeah, it's weird looking."
"She rarely uses it, nobody else around here has a car and she feels totally out of place driving around in it."
"But Ah bet she feels so grand in it."
Shadow heard the change in tone in Bunnie's voice with the conversation turning to the topic of Rouge.
"Why don't you put these away, and I'll go fix dinner."
"Alright."
Bunnie brought her packages upstairs, requiring two trips to get everything upstairs. Twice she saw the door leading into the master bedroom, the place where Shadow spent with Rouge every night.
Downstairs, Shadow was toiling over a boiling pot, dumping a box of long slender stiff rods into the water. As he nudged the pasty colored strings around, he wondered just what Bunnie was thinking. He wondered if she really felt the way Rouge told her, and if so, she was definitely as shy as Rouge had suggested; not that he was giving her too many openings.
Back in Bunnie's room, the rabbit had put most of the clothes away, save for the swimsuit that she was looking over quite intently. She thought about the incident with the skimpy costume yesterday, but that didn't really bother her; instead she was thinking about tomorrow. She bought a new suit for the purpose of going back to the beach, but it would be tomorrow before she would have a chance to use it; and by then, Rouge would be back.
It was pretty much a waste to have bought it, she so wanted to go back to the beach alone with Shadow; it looked like it could've been so romantic, if everyone else wasn't there. The day they had was definitely a good first date, but it could've been so much more.
"That would've been perfect."
She laid the black suit on her bed, and sighed.
Bunnie came downstairs to find Shadow performing a most unusual act, flinging strands of spaghetti at the kitchen wall.
"What are yah doing?"
"Checking the spaghetti until it's the right stickiness."
Shadow had to do a double take when he saw Bunnie, standing in the kitchen in her new bathing suit.
"You look beautiful in that."
"Thanks."
"I bet it would have been better if you had that suit yesterday."
Instead of screaming or wailing like she did yesterday, Bunnie was finally over her embarrassment and laughed.
Shadow returned to the pot, stirring the spaghetti.
"Dinner'll be done in a few minutes."
"And why are yah flinging our dinner at the wall?"
"That's how I tell if it's ready."
Shadow picked up a few strands with the large plastic fork, and selected one with his fingers. With a snap of the wrist, the spaghetti flew through the air and splattered into the wall above the pile that had fallen from that very spot earlier; this one stuck there.
"It's ready."
Bunnie and Shadow ate the spaghetti dinner the hedgehog had prepared, the rabbit still wearing the swimsuit. For the time that they dined, the conversation remained small, brief comments about the food were the main source of speech.
After they were finished, they cleaned up the plates in the sink; Shadow washed, Bunnie dried. The two were side by side, and very close together. While there, their hips bumped together. The first time was strictly innocent, but it sparked something in the young woman. With the thin fabric of her suit, it was almost like direct fur-to-fur contact. Figuring it was a perfect hint to drop, Bunnie nudged a little closer and let her hips bump into Shadow's again.
Shadow got the hint; the contact between their meaty midsections with only a thin piece of fabric in the way was turning him on.
{Holy cow, she really does want it.}
With no objections coming from the hedgehog, Bunnie was getting a little more voracious, and started grinding her hip into his. It was really turning her on, her hips caressing Shadow's, rubbing and stroking his fur, with only her swimsuit in the way. She imagined herself without the slightly prohibitive outfit, their flesh and fur in direct contact; the heat, the sweat, the passion.
The feeling was definitely not lost on her target; Shadow was feeling the heat as much as Bunnie. He struggled hard, trying not to let his emotions give him away, resisting the urge to push back on her; he didn't want to say anything, but if he did nothing, what message would he be passing on then?
Bunnie was getting ready to really put the moves on when she abruptly stopped; Shadow felt it too, and both quickly looked down to see that Bunnie' suit was hooked on one of Shadow's spines. The pair panicked.
"Oh no."
"Hold it."
"Yah'll tear it."
"Don't move."
The pair fuddled mindlessly with the catch until Shadow eventually shrugged Bunnie's hands away and took care of it himself.
"Just hold still."
Shadow meddled with the fabric and his spine. Bunnie was a bit embarrassed, but her attention was focusing on Shadow's hands, now working on her suit just above her buttocks, occasionally meeting her flesh under the suit. She dreamt of Shadow graciously fondling her rear, clamping her meaty behind and messaging it.
"There."
Shadow freed Bunnie from his hook, and her suit bore no permanent damage.
"Oh good."
"That was close."
"Uh, yeah. No harm done."
"No, you look fine."
"Ah should do somethin' about…"
"I can finish up here, maybe you should change out of that."
"Right, Ah'll slip into something else."
Bunnie trotted away, half ashamed of what happened, but in a way relieved; convinced that Shadow now got the message, she just had to capitalize on it.
Shadow had finished the dishes and went to the living room, taking a newspaper and reading through it. He was reading a story about a forest fire in a distant land when Bunnie came into the room and sat on the couch with him. Bunnie was back in her regular clothes, having taken the time upstairs to adorn herself in the outfit that was less fragile than the swimsuit, and to build up her confidence.
With the pair on the chair, Shadow put down the newspaper and turned to her.
"So, is there anything else you want to do? Play cards, checkers, go out for an evening stroll?"
"Nah, Ah'd prefer to just hang out."
Slowly, Bunnie leaned forward and kissed Shadow right on the lips. The hedgehog had fully expected that this was coming, and when Bunnie broke the kiss for a second and returned, he joined in. In seconds, Bunnie had moved completely over Shadow, wrapping her arms around him, though not going into his spikes; Shadow had done the same, wrapping his arms around her back. Bunnie was pressing down on him, pressing her breasts into his chest, and straddling her crotch over him. It took a while, but eventually their lips separated.
"So, that's your idea of a night together."
"That's nothin'. Ah'd like to show you exactly what my idea of a fun time at night is." The look in her eyes was very revealing, even if Rouge hadn't told Shadow what to expect.
"Well, this is a bit surprising. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, don't you?"
Shadow had to phrase this carefully, he had reservations about Bunnie right from the start, but he didn't want to break her heart, or reveal how much Rouge had told him earlier; plus screwing her might be fun, even though he tried to bury that thought very deeply. "If you really want to, of course I will; but it would change a lot of things."
Bunnie wasn't sure what to make of Shadow's combined agreement and resistance. "This is about Rouge, isn't it?"
"No, well, partially, but there's more to it than that. If you want sex, then I'd love to do it with you; Rouge doesn't enter into it, it's not like we're married or anything."
"Then yah don't need her, Ah can do anything that she can."
"You're asking me to throw out Rouge, but that's not it." Shadow motioned for her to get off him before he told her the full story. "Do you remember me telling you about Void, and the family I thought I had?"
"Yah."
"I had a sister, or I thought I did; she's just a memory concocted by that creature. But in real life, I have you; I see so much of her in you. I've grown too comfortable with having you as my little sister."
Bunnie sat in silence.
"I know it's not right, but it's just too hard to let that go."
"So… we can never be together."
"Bunnie, I love you very much; and if you no longer want me to treat you as my 'little sister', then so be it. If you want us to be lovers, I am willing to try."
"And Rouge?"
"I love her too; I'm sorry that things worked out this way. If I could go back and change things so that we could be together, I would, but it's not fair to her; I can't just push her aside after all that's happened."
Bunnie sat there, sad that she had failed to convince Shadow; but in a way, things may be a little better now. She now had a better understanding of how Shadow felt, and more importantly, he knew how she felt.
"Bunnie, are you alright?"
She didn't answer, she just thought about what Shadow had said. Shadow was also caught up in his thoughts; the hidden urge to take advantage of her really didn't enter into it, but the debate over appeasing Bunnie's desires and the consequences of such action was very brutal.
"If you still want to, we could…"
The rabbit wasn't really sure about what she wanted anymore; she had to think for a bit.
Bunnie moved forward and rested herself against him.
