A Rose And A Thorn

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A Rose And A Thorn

Co-Written By Harley Quinn hyenaholic and Froggy22651

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Harley: I know the question you’re all asking – why didn’t Shadow take his Chaos Emerald when he left Amy? Well, there’s a simple answer – he loves Amy more than he loves the Chaos Emerald. His heartbreak temporarily blinded him to that stupid green rock.

Froggy: Awwww… Ain’t that womantic? Oh, and Antwerpsrule… who says anybody’s knocked up just yet? And Shadow’s the Ultimate Lifeform. What’s to say he can’t get girls pregnant using Chaos Control in a most unorthodox way?

Harley: One of these days I’m going to write that fanfic based on that picture where Shadow used Chaos Control to give Amy a good screwing.

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Chapter Twelve: Get It Together

Amy opened her eyes slowly. Her head really ached. So did her body. She’d been lying on the carpet all night. Had she been crying even after she’d fallen asleep? You knew you were really unhappy when you cried all on your own.

Bitter memories of last night churned in her mind. Her heart felt as if it had ravaged by a rabid dog. She missed him. She missed him so badly, his smile, his taste, the way he loved her and she loved him back, the way he listened, the way he needed her…

“Oh, Shadow…” she moaned, curling back into a ball.

She heard the letterbox clatter open, and deciding that she might as well stand, since there was nobody else around, she picked them up. The usual final notices, and the newspaper. Nothing special.

She read the headline, “Hero Hedgehog in Rabbit Rescue?” Then she saw the photograph of her and Shadow kissing on a bench. It must have been taken when they were at Twinkle Park together. It made her feel far worse. Clutching the paper to her body, she sank to her knees and curled up again.

“Shadow…” she whispered, “I want you back… I want you back… I love you, Shadow… I love you so much…”

She had to talk to someone about this. She had to. Otherwise she’d go crazy inside. Not Cream. She’d think it was her fault they’d just split up… Rouge would gloat, and Sonic would gloat even more… Knuckles would just stamp off to kill Shadow, and she didn’t want that… Tails would tell Sonic, and she didn’t want that either…

It seemed crazy, but there was only one person she could really talk to about this. The more she thought about it, the less choice she realised she had.

She took the early morning bus to Mystic Ruins. Thank goodness she didn’t have to go to work until the afternoon…

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When she got there, Big was fishing outside his small house as usual, with Froggy beside him. Both looked up, and Big waved heartily.

“Hey there, Amy-chan,” he smiled, but stopped, “You look sad.”

“I feel sad,” Amy told him, “I needed someone to talk to.”

“When I feel sad, I go fish,” Big said, “Then I talk with Froggy, and we both feel happy again.”

“I don’t think fishing is gonna help my problems,” Amy said. Nevertheless, she took the fishing pole Big offered her, and sat down.

“So what is your problem?” Big asked her.

“Well…” Amy considered her reply. Big lived up here in Mystic Ruins with a frog as his only friend. He probably hadn’t heard about her and Shadow yet, “I fell in love… with Shadow the Hedgehog.”

“Oh,” Big digested these words, “Right.”

“He… he loves me too… I thought he’d changed… changed for the better… I thought he was happy, and peaceful inside… and then yesterday he kills two men in an alley in Night Babylon…” Amy felt tears trickling down her face.

“Huh?”

“It doesn’t matter that they were trying to… rape… Cream, it doesn’t matter that they deserved to die, what matters is that he lost control of himself, and that he enjoyed it… and that I’m scared of him.”

“He ever hurt you?” asked Big, a slight growl in his voice.

“No… no, not deliberately,” Amy looked across the ruins, “But I feel like he lied to me… like I can’t trust him… and I want to, because I love him, I love him so much it hurts…” She began to cry harder and faster, “I want him back, I want to hear him say sorry and me tell him it’s not his fault, I want to hold him in my arms when he has nightmares, I want him to listen when I hurt inside…”

“What I don’t understand,” Big rumbled, “Is why you’re telling me this, and not Shadow.”

“I had to tell someone…” Amy sniffled.

There was a long silence, and Big spoke again, “But if not talking to Shadow is hurting you, you should talk to Shadow and you’ll stop hurting so bad… right?” It was the kind of long, slow thought that had obviously taken some time to gather.

Amy gave this due consideration. Big had a point, somewhere in there.

“I don’t like it when my friends hurt,” said Big, “But if you stop talking, you’re not friends anymore.”

Amy stood up, “I’ve got to find him,” she said, “Thanks, Big. You helped a lot.”

“But I didn’t understand-“

“It was enough to listen,” Amy gave him a hug, “Guys don’t talk, and they normally suck at listening… so it’s up to me to fix it up again.”

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Shadow's eyes gradually opened, and he immediately regretted awakening. His body ached like he had been sleeping in... well, sleeping in a gutter, of course. Groaning, Shadow pushed himself up off the pavement and into a sitting position. For once in his life, he wanted to forget his past, forget his and Amy's painful parting. He couldn’t.

How could he have been so goddamn stupid? Amy… Amy had been trying to help him, they’d been getting along great, he loved her, and she loved him, he knew it… and then he had to just kick the whole thing out of the window by losing control… he could have beat the crap out of those shitbags without killing them… Stupid, stupid, stupid…

Rouge was also up early for a change - or at least, earlier than normal. Perhaps it was worry that had made sleeping difficult for the white bat. But she had time, and why waste it? She went for a walk around Night Babylon. True to its name, there wasn't much action in the day. She bought a paper, and looked at the front page. It involved a large picture of Shadow and Amy together - from the looks of it, taken at Twinkle Park, "Hero Hedgehog in Rabbit Rescue," she read, and her eyes widened, "...The hell?" she muttered. The paper was going on about Shadow - as if he was some sort of Sonic.

Shadow blinked, and one ear twitched. That voice sounded familiar. He got to his feet and stretched, his sore joints protesting at every movement. He ignored the pain and walked around the corner, looking for the source of the voice.

Rouge looked up sharply, "Shadow?!" she said, incredulously, "I thought you were staying with Amy..." she flourished the front page.

"Yeah, so did I," he said, a hint of bitterness in his reply. He walked over and took a look at the newspaper, noting the story about himself, "Hmph."

Rouge's sharp eyes took in the dirt, the utter mess his quills was in, and the expression of pure misery etched on his face, along with the bitterness in his voice, "She wised up to you, huh?" she smirked, "Worked it out - that you're a total psycho and you'll never change? Good for her."

The black and red hedgehog glared at her. He wanted to snap at her, to deny what she had said, but it was the truth. He was a psycho, and Amy had realized it. ...She was probably better off without him, anyway.

"Heh... so you're all alone again," Rouge looked thoughtful, "Nobody to drag you in out of the cold, huh? ‘Cept me, perhaps... but you don't want me, you want to be alone..."

"I don't seem to have much choice," he said quietly, looking away. He didn't like to hear Rouge gloat, but then again... she was right. He knew that now. It hurt to know that. It hurt a lot.

"Aw, you don't have to be alone..." Rouge linked her arm with his. Shadow didn't seem to notice all that much as she guided him down a side street, "We can always be alone together."

Meanwhile, Amy was looking around, holding up the paper, asking people if they’d seen the black-and-red hedgehog, Shadow. She stopped suddenly, seeing him with Rouge. He looked so sad… just letting her pull him along. She followed them, something inside telling her to stay hidden.

"I didn't think being alone was a problem of yours," he replied dryly as she guided him down the side street. He had nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to, so he walked with her, hearing her out.

Amy followed them, pressing herself to the wall, not wanting to be seen...

"You mean me and Sonic?" Rouge chuckled, "You of all people should know how good I can fake it... he's just convenient. But you... I don't think anybody's ever... turned me down before... maybe that's what turns me on about you..." She touched his chest fur lightly, "You, Shadow. You and me. Two forms of darkness. We match. That's why it didn't work with you and Amy... Beauty and the Beast? A pretty idea for a fairy-tale, but this is real life."

Amy growled in the darkness… that evil slut…and she didn’t even love him… Sonic was as stupid as Knuckles sometimes… if he could just hear her now…

Shadow looked down at her hand silently, contemplating her words. Maybe she was right about this too. His whole life seemed to point that way. Warmth and light shrank away from him, disappeared, abandoned him. But the dark embraced him always. When he had nothing else, the darkness always welcomed him home.

"I'm a bitch, and you're a bastard," she told him, "It will work. If you'll let it."

I won’t let it, Amy thought, ready to explode.

If he let it, if he let go of his desire for the light... it would work. Rouge would use him, and he would use her back, and they would lose themselves in long nights of passion and not care. To hell with the world and all those living in it; together they would be above it all. Riches, power, and sex. Shadow couldn't deny that the idea appealed to him, as his animal side whispered to go for it, and his heart sped up under her fingertips. Just give in, join her, and throw it all away... it would be so easy…

"You don't want to be alone, do you?" Rouge purred into his ear.

Shadow shivered, feeling her breath against his ear, that seductive tone of hers drawing him in, "No," he whispered back, "I don't want to be alone..."

"Good..." Rouge pulled his face down and kissed him passionately, violently, her tongue pushing its way into his mouth. This was nothing like Amy's gentle touch - Rouge was already squeezing his flesh between her fingers.

Shadow didn't resist, letting her pull him into the passionate kiss, letting her tongue into his mouth. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensations rather than his memories, enjoying her taste and scent, her rough squeezing. It would be so easy to give in, to connect their bodies, to let her guide them to new heights of pleasure, forgetting about love and purpose, just living in the carnal moment. He found himself responding to her, kissing back.

Amy sucked in her breath sharply, wanting to leap out and scream hatred at them both, but she yanked the anger back on a chain, controlling it, forcing herself to watch it out, no matter how much it hurt. She had to see all of this.

Rouge smirked mentally, and pushed Shadow up against the wall, her hands still feeling his body like it was some form of property, "I guess you don't need Amy as much as you thought you did," she whispered, her hands moving over his belly.

Shadow groaned, shivers of pleasure going up his spine. He tried to let go, to give in to the moment, to just not give a damn... but that one mention of Amy made him think of her. What would she think of this, think of him? He sighed deeply, missing her. Her smile and laugh, her optimistic and positive look on everything, her unconditional kindness. She did more than please him physically or temporarily boost his ego. She fulfilled him. Their recent nights of love were so much more than empty sex... they joined together in a much deeper way than the mere physical.

He felt sick, "Please stop..." he whispered to Rouge.

"Why?" asked Rouge, her lips very close to his, "Don't you like this? If not, I can always-"

"Stop... stop now!" he shouted suddenly and pushed her away, "No... I can't do this, Rouge."

"Why not?" Rouge looked angry.

Shadow shook his head and wrapped his arms around his body defensively, revulsion rising within him. He couldn't believe he would think of doing that with Rouge after all that he and Amy had shared, "I won't betray Amy."

"Amy's in the past!" Rouge shouted, "She doesn’t love you any more!"

"I don't care!" he snarled, taking a step towards Rouge, causing her to back up in surprise, "I still love her! I know you can't understand that; you've never loved before! But she means the world to me! And not you, nor anyone else, can take that from me!"

"But she hates you!" Rouge shouted again. There was a long silence.

"No, I don't..." Amy whispered from the other end of the alley. If it hadn't been so quiet, neither of them would have heard that. They both turned to see her standing there.

Shadow's face softened, and his heart leapt in his chest, "Amy..."

"You meant all that, Shadow?" Amy asked, her voice shaking, "You meant that about... not betraying me?"

"Of course I do," he answered, a tremor in his own voice, "I'll never betray you."

Amy ran forward, pushing Rouge out of the way as she did so, and wrapped her arms tightly around him, tears pouring down her face, "I love you, Shadow," she sobbed, "I love you so much..."

Shadow wrapped his arms tightly around her, shuddering in relief. That cold, empty spot inside of him was filling with warmth once again, "I love you too, Amy. Don't ever leave me again..."

"I can't, I can't, it hurts too much," Amy whispered. On the spur of the moment, she took his face in her hands and kissed him, never wanting to let go again. She loved him. And despite all his faults and problems, she couldn't live without loving him.

Shadow kissed her back, and his heart felt like exploding. Rouge, the alleyway, and the whole city around them seemed to disappear, leaving just himself and her. He tilted her back as the kiss grew deeper, knowing that he would never love anyone as much as he loved Amy Rose.

Rouge shuddered with rage as she watched. Had they forgotten she was there? She'd been so close... oh, fuck it... Shadow could go to hell, for all she cared. She left the alley, kicking one of the bins over as she left. Neither Shadow nor Amy even watched her leave.

Amy kissed Shadow for a few more long seconds, then released him, "We still have to talk," she told him quietly.

"I know," he replied, just as softly, "We'll talk..."

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When they got back to Amy’s apartment, she sat on the couch, while Shadow removed his jet shoes, "The thing is," she said, trying to remember what she'd told Big, "I thought you'd changed... and then you killed those men... and I realised you'd lied to me. Maybe not on purpose. Perhaps I would have felt better if it had been on purpose. But I felt like you'd lied to me... and it hurt, realising I'd thought you were someone you weren't..."

She took a deep breath, "And... you lost control with those men, and you killed them, and you liked it... and knowing that scared me. If you can't control yourself, you can't control when you lose control... and I was scared... I thought..." Her voice grew quiet and small, "I thought... what if you got angry with my friends? Or with me? And then you might lose control, and like it..."

She was afraid that he would hurt her... That he could make her feel that way gave him a sick feeling in his stomach, "Never," he said, shaking his head, "I would never deliberately hurt you."

"I know that... I always know that... that's why it hurt so bad to even think it," Amy was shaking, "What was I supposed to do? Say ‘oh, you've killed two men, don't do it again’? I couldn't think... I felt like I couldn't trust you..." She looked up, and there were tears in her eyes, "I want to be able to trust you, Shadow. I can't love someone I can't trust. And it hurts real bad to not love you. I can live without you," she whispered, "But I can't live without loving you.”

Shakily, Shadow sat down next to her and took her into his arms, "Nor I you. ...What must I do to prove myself, Amy? Name it, and I'll do it. Anything."

“I don't want to have to ask you to prove yourself,” Amy told him, “I want to be able to look into your eyes and take all the proof I need from them."

Shadow was silent for a moment, letting that thought sink in. He wouldn't let her down again. He couldn't afford to. He didn’t dare to.

Amy took his face in her own hands, and gazed back at him for a long time. Shadow felt as if his very soul was being searched for answers. She was looking for something, looking deep inside him, searching, maybe for something that she didn't want to be there, maybe for something she desperately needed to find. Whatever it was, she seemed satisfied, because her expression softened slightly, "I knew it," she whispered, and kissed him, gently.

Shadow closed his eyes and returned the gentle kiss, relief flooding his body. He had been so afraid she would turn him away again, leaving him alone... As he sat there, kissing her, he realized that he just couldn't live without her. Without her, he was… nothing.

Amy continued to kiss him gently, her hands resting around his shoulders, holding him close and nothing more. She knew she could never stop loving Shadow... even trying to do so had hurt so badly… And she knew she'd always trust him.

"Shadow," she whispered, "I love you, Shadow."

"As I love you, Amy," he whispered back.

Amy clutched him, firmly but gently, resting her cheek on his chest fur, breathing in that musky scent that she could only ever explain as being... Shadow, with a hint of Shadow. Everything felt right again.

Shadow held Amy to him softly, just enjoying her presence. Having come so close to losing her had made him realize just how much he needed her. Rouge's ‘charms’ could never compare. Sighing, he lay back on the couch, pulling her along with him, as they cuddled up together. That unique purring sound of his sprang to life as he nuzzled his pink lover.

Amy's lips met his over and over again as she lay beside him, her fingers running through his quills and over his fur. To make him happy made her happy... to just hold him so close, it lightened her heart, made her feel stronger. And yet when he held her, she felt weak. The feelings would clash, and then they would be together for a few eternal moments.

Shadow caressed her cheek and side as their lips met again and again in soft, quick kisses. He sighed and purred, relaxed and comforted by her warmth and stroking. There was nowhere else in the world he'd rather be. His heart pounded against his chest, aching to be closer to her.

Amy's fingers pushed through his quills, running down his side. Her hands investigated his body gently, stroking over his fur, her lips brushing against his neck.

Shadow bared his neck to her, feeling her warm breath blowing through his fur like a gentle wind. His caresses became longer and firmer, feeling her body through her red dress. His purring rumbled from his chest to hers, a deep, pleasing sound.

"Oh, Shadow," Amy sighed, shivering as she felt his chest vibrating gently against hers. She kissed his white fur, running her tongue over his chest and up to his lips again.

Shadow kissed her lips, drawing her tongue into his mouth as he carefully pulled her to the centre of the couch, climbing on top and leaning over her. After a long moment, he ended the kiss and smiled down at her, rubbing their noses together, his hands caressing her sides.

"Let's take this into the bedroom," Amy whispered, her lips brushing against his, her fingers stroking his hips.

Shadow nodded silently and crawled off the couch, scooping her up into his strong arms. He carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed, crawling on top of it and joining her. His breathing sped up and his heart raced as he looked down at her, caressing her cheek.

Amy sat up on her knees, kissing Shadow again, on his lips, his cheeks, his eyelids, his forehead... she began to lick his ear gently, removing her gloves and running her fingertips over his body so lightly that to Shadow, it felt like the wind was caressing him.

He closed his eyes and focused on that light feeling, a pleased sigh joining his purrs. He removed his own gloves and did the same for her, stroking her fur ever so lightly. She shivered in pleasure, licking his ear slowly, one hand stroking his chest fur, the other brushing against his belly, her touch as light as the breeze.

Shadow shivered too, his body tingling from her treatment. Between her stroking his chest, licking his ear, and that light touch of hers, he was in heaven. His tongue flicked out against her throat, his warm breath blowing through her pink fur. His hands travelled down her sides slowly, grasped her dress, and began to pull it up, undressing her.

Amy lifted her hands away from him briefly, making the removal of the dress easier. She tilted her head back, baring her throat and breasts to him, and as the red dress fell to the floor, began to move her hands over his body again, stroking his belly with one, and the base of his tail lightly with the other.

Shadow's tail twitched in her gentle grasp as he wrapped his arms around her and suckled on her throat. And it wasn't the only thing below the waist to twitch as she stroked his belly. His purrs increased in volume as his mouth left his her throat, his tongue licking lower, across her breasts, and his hands rubbing her sides and belly.

Amy moaned in ecstasy, another shiver running through her smaller frame. Her hands rubbed Shadow's body slightly harder, her fingers pressing against his muscles gently. Even to hear him purring was intensely arousing for her, ever since that first night when she'd learnt what it meant, "Shadow..." she moaned softly.

"Amy..." Shadow’s purring continued to send tingles of pleasure through her as he gently suckled her breasts. He pressed against her, lowering her onto her back as his mouth went lower, licking her belly, his hands resting firmly on her hips.

"Nnnngh..." Amy's body bucked under the caress of Shadow's wet tongue, "Oh!" she panted, as her hands gripped the bed tightly.

Drawn by the heavy scent of her arousal, Shadow’s hands slipped lower, lowering her panties slowly. Gripping her hips tighter, his purring loud and fast, Shadow experimentally flicked his tongue across her slit.

"OH!" Amy wailed again, writhing under Shadow. His touch was driving her crazy, and she could feel tears of pleasure springing into the corners of her eyes. She spread her legs wider, whimpering, "Oh, Shadow..." she moaned.

Shadow smiled playfully, figuring that her reaction was a positive one. Encouraged by this, he flicked his tongue out again. And again. And again, harder than before. He enjoyed her taste, and even more than that, he enjoyed the pleasure he was giving her. His hands slipped up and down her legs as he continued lapping at her, scratching lightly through her fur.

Amy closed her eyes and moaned louder, a shudder of deep pleasure running through her. She could feel herself lubing up inside, shivers running through her entire body, her fingers digging into the bed. She had next to no control over her body - and she was loving it.

Shadow lapped harder and faster, his tongue probing her slick insides. Seeing, hearing, and tasting her reaction, he saw no reason to stop and continued his loving assault, "Amy," he moaned her name between licks before he began to hum quietly, adding the vibration to the mix. His hands slid higher, caressing her belly. One of his hands took her own, their fingers intertwining.

Amy twisted on the bed, gripping Shadow's hand tightly, "Nnnngh... I... oh Shadow... I love you..." she panted, feeling his rough tongue against her inner walls, "I love you..."

"I love you too, Amy," he said, pausing just a moment before continuing to please her, licking her inner walls slowly and lovingly. He gripped her hand back just as tightly, feeling the strength and life in her. She was so beautiful... his delicate rose. He didn't deserve her. He never had. But he loved her all the same. He began to pant between licks, his heart beating faster at the thought of making her feel happy and complete.

"Oh, Shadow..." Amy moaned, feeling his hot breath inside of her, "Stop... No, go on... Oh, please..."

Shadow smiled, hearing the pleasured agony in her strained voice. He paused in his licking and whispered to her, his hot breath blowing against her slit, "Which do you want, my love?"

"Anything... everything... and all of it from you..." Amy gasped, her chest heaving as she took in deep breaths.

Shadow smiled and crawled up her body until he was looking down into her eyes. He was aware of his own arousal pressed hard against her stomach, and her hands brushing against his fur. Everything she did only made him harder, "Then I will give you my all, Amy," he whispered as he positioned himself. Gripping the bed underneath her, he thrust his hips forward, driving himself into her. He groaned deeply, thrusting again, pushing himself in deeper, gradually sinking into her slick, hot depths.

"Nnnnngh… Oh..." Amy moaned, a slow shudder of pleasure running down her spine. She took his face in her hands and began to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips, "Shadow..." She lifted her hips off the bed and pressed them against his, feeling him sink deeper into her, “Shadow… Oh gods, I… I love you… Oh…”

Shadow moaned a reply into the kiss as she pulled him deeper within herself. He ended the kiss with a gasp, gripping the bed tightly as pleasure flooded his body. His body moving without the command of his mind, he pulled back and thrust into her again. And again, sinking into a passionate rhythm. His moans and gasps mixed with his purrs and her own cries of passion as they made love to each other.

Amy's hands were gripping him more tightly now, pressing into him, probing his body instinctively, and searching for new places to give him pleasure. Oh, if only there was no limit to how deep they could go... if only this didn't have to ever end... if only they could merge their bodies for all eternity, and live in this pleasure forever... She moaned and writhed and wailed as her passion increased with every moment they were together.

"Amy!" he cried out as he rode their passion to whole new worlds of pleasure for them to explore together. Their own world all to themselves, not spoilt by others who wished to dictate their lives. Just him and her, together. He thrust harder into her, driving himself deeper, closer to her. He was gasping for breath now, his heavy musk and her own sweet scent mingling as their sweating bodies came together over and over.

"Shad... Oh! Shad... Oh!" Amy wailed, pressing her hips against his harder. She wasn't even thinking any more, just moving on instinct, holding him tightly. Their bodies weren't even parting now, they were moving together, perfectly in time. Her lips travelled over the dark hedgehog's neck and shoulders, brief, soft kisses planted in-between crying out pleasure and crying out his name.

Stars filled Shadow’s vision as he pressed on, pushing them closer and closer to the climax of the act. Her cries of his name sent shivers down his spine, and he cried out her name in return, "Amy!" he cried out the most beautiful word in the world. He could say it a thousand times, and it would never lose its magic hold over him, "OH! Amy! Nnngh!"

Amy couldn't see, she couldn't think, she couldn't speak, and she could barely breathe. All she could do was feel, feel this man giving her the deepest pleasures she'd ever known. All she could do was move with him and feel the tears trickle down her face as she felt her orgasm approach, then hit her hard.

As she gasped for breath, her body tensed around his. She was too deep to even scream in pleasure, a rasping moan the only sound she could make.

Shadow didn't try to hold back this time, letting himself go, hitting his own climax along with her, crying out her name as his body tensed and shook, following her into their own private heaven. Opening his eyes, he gently wiped the tears from her face.

Amy continued to weep in happiness, still entrenched in pleasure for as long as Shadow remained within her, her body trembling around his.

Shadow clutched her to him tightly, his body quivering in the aftermath of his climax. He kissed her lips softly as he caressed her face, wiping away her tears, "I love you,” he whispered.

"I know, Shadow..." Amy sighed, "And I love you too..." Her body slowly returned to normal, or as normal as it could be when their bodies were entangled so. And questions entered her mind.

Why had nobody else seen this gentle, loving side of Shadow before now? Why did he show it only to her? Why did she know that she could never truly love anybody else now that she had experienced love with him? She didn't need to ask Shadow, because they all boiled down to one answer - that she loved him, and he loved her.

Shadow nuzzled her cheek and sighed happily, feeling warm and complete inside her. It was a good feeling, and one that he would never have experienced if it wasn't for her. Amy had dared to get close enough to give him that feeling, to make him whole, and he would be eternally grateful for that. He would never leave her, never hurt or betray her. They were bound together, their lives forever changed.

"How can I love you so much?" Amy asked him, her voice a whisper, unable to stay silent any longer, "How is it possible for me to love you so that I would die at your very request?"

“I don’t know,” Shadow whispered, kissing her tenderly. After a little while, she fell asleep beneath him. He smiled, and pulled out of her gently, wrapping his body around hers, “But I would die for you too…”

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Harley: Is it just me, or does their sex get better every time we write it?

Froggy: And it’s not over yet! Shadow gets a chance to prove those words!

Harley: Oh, I just love the next chapter. And there’s a high chance Shadow fan will too. Oh, it’s so much fun when ______ and _____ try to ____ each other because _____ _____ ___. Oh yeah, fun. Fill in the gaps!