Shadow kissed Amy roughly, different to before, and moved quickly, ripping off her clothes. He growled and lifted her up, placing her in a more accessible position, and began to tease her - pushing onto her, and grinding against her.

Amy couldn't believe this - for one, she was about to have sex with someone, properly, and ... equally. Even though Shadow maybe had different intentions, or maybe he had the same intentions, which was even worse - he made her feel somewhat appreciated. Even if he kissed her with force, she felt somewhat protected, as if he wouldn't dare let anyone near her other than himself. She had never experienced someone appreciate her whole body like he did, and talk to her, and ASK her if she wanted it.

It was weird.

In fact, it was too weird.

The thought of being wanted made her ill.

She wasn't used to this. She wasn't used to being respected, or desired. She was used to being an object, a thing to be used. She was used to being a nuisance, and used to being bullied.

But did that mean she wanted that?

Or did it mean that this was finally something good for her?

Shut up, mind. She told herself, Just relax, like Shadow said. and let him take control. Just go with it.

Moments passed, and Shadow had eventually made his way to connect with her. She closed her eyes and let herself connect with him, enhancing her senses and enjoying every sensation that went through her body.

She couldn't believe that she was actually doing this. Not only allowing someone to do this, but, enjoying it.

It wasn't painful.

It wasn't as rough as she thought.

And it sure as hell wasn't dominating.

###

All of Shadow's thoughts and intentions had slipped once he had gotten to the final stage of being with Amy. He could no longer think of controlling her or hurting her for revenge. He could no longer think of Sonic, or anyone. He could no longer be dark.

In fact, all he could think about, was how this was even better than he expected it to be. It was perfect. For his first time, and he doubted Amy knew that, it was perfect.

And with that realisation, he had gone slow, and caring, and relaxed. He was taking his time and not allowing his negativity to interfere. He was simply taking in the moment.

###

Sonic lay on the couch downstairs watching TV. It was about 1am, and the Jimmy Fallon show was on. He had a good laugh, and wondered how humans could be so crazed over tiny things, like celebrities, or politics, or musicians.

And then his brain started to wonder.

I guess I'm crazed over tiny things too.

Alcohol, drugs, Amy. Amy.

Amy.

Amy was like a drug.

Even if he denied the way he always went back to her, even if he neglected the fact that every time he saw her it gave him the greatest rush of all, and even if he pretended he didn't value her feelings...

He knew he was addicted to her.

The clothes she wore and how they showed off her body, in an innocent way - she'd never be a show off. She was too sweet and sincere.

Her voice, always happy, even if she had some fucked up past.

Her eyes, always glistening, even when she was at that party, bored out of her brain.

And the way she valued her friends - Sally, Blaze...

Maybe even him.

Maybe even, Shadow.

Shadow.

"Fuck!" Sonic woke up from his daze and remembered that he had left the two together.

Everything Sally had said to him began playing in his mind. "Oh my god, what have I done? Shadow's going to... He's going to... NO!"

Sonic ran up the stairs and banged on the door. "AMY!" He yelled.

But of course, he was too late. He pushed open the door and saw the two of them fast asleep, holding each other tightly. He noticed all of Amy's clothes on the floor, and felt his breath escape him entirely.

Holy shit, he thought to himself. I didn't think Shadow had it in him.

But as he looked at Amy, she was infact the one hugging Shadow, and the one with a smile on her face. Shadow had dried tears on his cheeks.

It was as if they'd switched histories. The hell? Sonic thought.

He stood in the doorway staring at both of them, thinking crazily, rapidly, non stop.

Look at her there.

You want her.

Shadow got to her first.

She got to SHADOW first.

Holy shit, I want them both.

She's so beautiful. I can't...

Why did she... with Shadow? And not me?

Is it because I pushed her away?

For her safety?

What the heck?

Why would she do that! I'm the one protecting her! She should have picked me!

Then he remembered that she had infact, chose him, and asked him to kiss her earlier. and he was the one who gave her away, to Shadow, out of guilt.

This was all his fault.

She was going to wake up in the morning, and hate him. Forever.

Whether she wanted Shadow or not, she was still going to hate Sonic.

Shadow, however...

Was he even... Had he even had sex before?

"Man, Shadow, I always thought you were gay. You have definitely surprised me."

Sonic shook his head as he whispered, walking out.

"I am, you stupid motherfucker." Shadow whispered after he heard the door close, still crying.