Eternal Guardian

He leaned the rest of the way up, closing his eyes and capturing Shadow's lips against his own. He wasted no time infiltrating the other's mouth and letting his tongue intrude; rubbing sensually against Shadow's. Shadow tasted just as good as before.

In the same manner as the first kiss between the two, Shadow's eyes shot wide open. His fur began to stand on end, and there was nothing he could do to slow down the process. His mind was racing, but shutting down his free will all the while. 'No! Don't let him do it again!' His responses were painfully slow, but he was gradually pulling back... and then there was tongue.

He felt a very familiar pulsing down below as his mouth was invaded. He squeezed the other's wrists below him, then relaxed his grip, as he found that he couldn't focus properly to tell his body just what to do. Shadow was beginning to panic. He felt feverishly hot, but a cold trickle was torturing the back of his neck, which he was having the hardest time working.

Finally, with a great heaving effort, he snapped his head back, breaking free of the contact that cut his reflexes in half. He gasped for air, making the discovery that the shallow, weighted breathing he had achieved previously was not quite doing him any sort of favor.

And he really hated how the moisture clinging to his lips was driving him to get more. The sweet flavor was so enticing, it left Shadow in a horrible mess. He was getting lightheaded again, something that was followed, he'd noticed, by another area becoming heavy headed, so to speak.

Sonic breathed heavily beneath him, a bit more affected by his own attack than he realized at first; the taste that was left behind on his lips and tongue was delicious. All his feelings were coming back and reminding him just why he fucked with Shadow to begin with. The bastard was hot and damn addicting.

But no, he couldn't cave under the pressure now; he had Shadow right where he wanted him. He'd get up and be on his merry way. He'd be victorious and have something more to rub in the hedgehog's face.

Sonic flushed horrendously and tried to keep a straight face all the while incapable of stopping his tongue from stealing anything left on his moistened lips, hungry for more of that succulent mouth.

"Give up?" Sonic breathed, chest rising a little quicker; while trying to fight off the lust bubbling inside of him.

Ha! Shadow knew it! Sonic was trying to get rid of him after all! He refused to give him the satisfaction. After all, this was Shadow's game. If Sonic couldn't sit still for two minutes, then tough! Shadow'd give him the runaround a bit longer, just to see how much more the blue lookalike could take, just to keep up the staredown. Shadow was still winning and...

Before he knew it he was back at it, pushing his face roughly against the other's, hungrily devouring Sonic's bottom lip like it was a hard-earned prize that he'd never have again. He sucked and nipped at the treasure, toying at it with his sharp canines. After all, they only had a few years of usage behind them.

His torso forced against Sonic's and his back arched slightly to allow him more surface contact. This brought his hips awfully level with Sonic's and he was already losing control... even if it was just a little... over his manhood.

A distinct feeling arose from Sonic's groin as well, happening as sudden as Shadow's determined make-out session. Sonic was completely overwhelmed and it didn't take but a few seconds to get lost in this sea of lust that fueled the arousal beginning to stir in his lower region. At this point, the winner wasn't clear.

His body squirmed needily against Shadow's as he struggled to take a breath around his hungry mouth. He mewled almost inaudibly at the sharp teeth that toyed with his sensitive bottom lip. He tried to push back, wanting to taste the inside of his mouth again but was thwarted by his teeth. So Sonic nipped back!

"Ah!" He winced and pulled back quickly, hiding one red gem behind dark lids as he observed his captive with the other. He wasn't so sure he appreciated the return gesture on his own vulnerable lip.

He panted, filling his lungs as fast as he could. Shadow didn't know how much time he had before he would have to suffer the indignity of trying to get enough air through his nose again.

Taking a final deep breath, he plunged his head between Sonic's cheek and shoulder, nosing his way in and forcing the other's head to make him room, whether he wanted to or not. He would punish Sonic properly for biting him. His teeth sank into the soft, warm flesh of the hedgehog's neck, and he threatened teasingly to bring the other harm. Recalling the way Sonic's chin rested on his shoulder earlier, the hot breath tickling his spine, he became more excited and blood filled him further - he wondered if Sonic felt the same rush he had chosen to ignore.

Sonic had a small moment of where he smirked briefly, feeling victorious. He made sure Shadow got a good look of that cocky grin too. That was before the hedgehog decided to dive back into the game, taking him by surprise. He felt his hot breath beat down the fur on his neck and the teeth that quickly followed. His hips reared up sharply and his fingers flexed; arms squirming in his captor's grip. His neck automatically seemed to swing to one side, giving him more room. "Sh-Shadow!" He hissed shakily; inhaling sharply and closing his eyes. A wave of tingling chills washed over his body, shooting straight to his crotch. It was embarrassing just how fast the head of his member began to unsheathe, gently rubbing against Shadow's fur in the process.

Satisfied with the response, Shadow went further, pressing himself roughly against the other, stretching the thin limbs out to the side and permitting himself more access. He nipped at Sonic's jawbone as he transferred his lower body weight from his knees to the other's body and extending his legs between the blue ones.

He realized Sonic was growing aroused, and had an automatic and similar reaction to the pressure on his inner hip. He pushed forward with his lower regions, enjoying the sensation crawling up his back. He grunted breathlessly, and tightened his grip briefly as he continued to explore.

The power of control seemed to be in Shadow's favor. Not exactly what Sonic had in mind when he started flirting with him. He supposed this was a likely chance to happen but he didn't count on it. As much as his body was enjoying its self, the goal of breaking himself free, gaining some kind of upper hand seemed shattered. At least for the moment. Sonic couldn't think clear enough to fight Shadow at bay. Not that he wanted to.

Although he was calling the shots earlier, the black hedgehog seemed to be all over him, causing him to squirm and react to whatever buttons Shadow decided to push next, inevitable to his curious exploration. Sonic simply responded with more high powered thrusts and heavy breathing. Helpless and ravished, and loving every minute of it.

Shadow exhaled and nuzzled back down into the arch of his neck and shoulder. He was urged onward by Sonic's movement, which was triggering a strong response below. It wasn't anything Shadow could explain, but he liked the feeling of having Sonic under his control, weak and useless. Offering a tentative lick, he made a path through the silky coat with his strong tongue, running from front to back.

Meanwhile, his mind was racing fast as ever, and he was beginning to feel a more powerful longing as images rushed through that he couldn't think to slow down. He felt a pulse down below - a sure sign that he was either hard, or pretty damn close to it, and he leaned in to it, rubbing his member along Sonic's groin.

The perverse feeling of it made Sonic's harden and ache all the more. It was amazing how overwhelming and lost you could get doing something as primal and simple as this. It was an addicting pleasure, one unique to Shadow's desires; he's never felt quite like this with anyone else. He still wasn't even sure where they stood with each other and here the two were about to involve themselves in what could be another mistake. But he didn't care. He didn't care about anything except for this moment and prolonging it for as long as possible.

The muscles in his arms flexed as Sonic never really died down beneath him, always writhing in some form or fashion. "Bite me." Despite the power it gave Shadow, he wanted to feel the sensation again. Pain mingled with pleasure.

"Hmph," Shadow snorted into the soft fur. "I don't think you're at will to tell me what to do." Despite his comment, however, he teethed teasingly, never actually biting, as he made his way back up to the soft area below his jaw. Taking a risk, he began to suckle the border of tan and blue, grazing the bony areas with his tongue. It had a pleasant, well-sculpted feel to it, and he started to lose himself in his 'research.' He tasted salt, and wasn't sure whether it was his or Sonic's but he knew the familiar tingling of his pores could only mean that he was getting sweaty in his heated trance. He boldly ground his hips into the other, purring absently.

The way he had first teased his neck and licked him was so appealing, Sonic wanted to repay him, even though it wasn't exactly what he had asked for. And being restricted and immobile beneath Shadow may be payment enough. He had forgotten how much being pinned, and disabled movement, got to him. He didn't notice when so much else was going on to make up for it.

The defenseless hedgehog was like a writhing puppet beneath him, moving at Shadow's will; muscles tensing and relaxing to whatever deal he decided to strike next. Sweat was starting to glisten and stick to his fur and the crushing swiveling of Shadow's hips drove the hedgehog crazy. He attempted to keep pace with his rhythm but was still left with a disadvantage. At this time the winner was obvious; Sonic couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Finally, Shadow complied, the wriggling and bucking of the lookalike driving him to get more of a reaction. He sank his teeth into a more muscular section of the neck and teased with his tongue before moving forward and nipping carefully at Sonic's throat. Just the thought of how easy it would be for him to end it all right now brought a final rush of blood to his throbbing erection.

The power he held coursed through his veins like hot oil, and he lifted his weight off Sonic's torso for a second before forcing back against the chest heavily, illustrating his strength in a silent boast. He lost out to his emotions and a proud chuckle escaped between his teeth as he moved over a particularly poorly protected area, claiming his prize sharply.

A small cry rung from Sonic's throat. He tried to stifle it but it was too late. It was already out, expressing the feeling of being bitten by the black hedgehog, although whether it was good or bad, you couldn't really tell. It was kind of a mixture of both, pain mixed with pleasure.

Shadow paused in mid-nibble, however, and his ears perked and twitched. He lifted his head and gave a deer-in-the-headlights look to an area beyond the fading smoke and scrap metal. His fur was matted down, around his face and chest, and he realized just how obvious it would be what was going on. Despite the fact that Shadow still was in the dark on a lot of things concerning their act, he had a sense that it wasn't quite as normal as Sonic played it off to be. And Shadow knew it wasn't something he'd want to be watched by a third party. He strained his ears to hear the noise in question again, but now couldn't hear or see anything suspicious.

At this point, the blue hedgehog had practically melted beneath the other, completely out of it and not at all as alert. He was only allowed a good breath or two when something seemed to have attracted Shadow's attention. He panted breathlessly and looked up questioningly at the other. He didn't hear anything but his body assured him it was nothing and not to care. Instead, while Shadow's guard was dropped, Sonic managed to lean up just far enough to deliver a hard, vengeful bite to the crease of his neck, nipping sensitive shoulder muscles in the process.

Said hedgehog furrowed his brow in concentration as he failed to hear any more. He opened his mouth to tell Sonic that he was going to investigate though -- when a sharp pain shot through him like wildfire, igniting his desire like firewood. He cried out, then hissed. He lowered himself again, trying to lean in to the bite to prevent further damage. Fire and ice tore through his body and he shuddered in response, clamping his eyes shut tight..

Sonic growled ferociously, a grin twitching at the corners of his lips. He held on tight, not letting go. If anything, he bit down harder, but he didn't break the skin. However, he'd definitely leave his mark.

He breathed roughly out his nose, taking in his scent while exacting his revenge, unable to retaliate in any other way. But this seemed to work out just fine. The reaction he grew out of him just made him buck his hips while obtaining this temporary position of power.

Shadow felt tears stinging at the corners of his eyes immediately following Sonic's thrusting. A roaring noise filled his ears and he mimicked Sonic's gesture, rolling back as hard as his body would allow. He stifled back his own cries, causing them to sound more like grunts and hisses. He dug his fingers into Sonic's wrists, claws threatening to come through the gloves. Another thrust on his part. He gasped at the increasing confusion of his nerves and begged mentally for his release. The throbbing pain in his erection was almost too much to bear, thus the watering eyes.

If Sonic had mobility of his arms, nothing would stop him from grabbing Shadow's hips and plunging into his tight depths. He had yet to feel that but at the moment he'd better wish the black hedgehog got off by simply gyrating against him and not take the opportune moment of doing the naughty thoughts running crazy in Sonic's mind. The blue hedgehog was more than capable of getting off like this. All of it was just beginning to become too much and the pressure was agonizing on his lower half. The constant thrusts of Shadow's powerful hips made him gasp around his mouthful and momentarily let go.

At last Shadow pulled back, growling and glaring at the other. He huffed breathlessly and squeezed the wrists with a crushing strength, making him tense and momentarily stop the blood flow to his hands. The nerve of that faker! Did he really think he'd get away with that? Probably. Shadow had let him get away with a good bit. He narrowed his eyes darkly and spoke in a calm voice that resonated with angered undertones. "I think you're enjoying yourself a bit too much." He began to bring Sonic's arms down forcefully to his side, propping his weight onto them as he frowned down at him, "Maybe it's time to put you in your place. Hm?"

He spread his legs back around Sonic's waist and held tightly to his arms. He used his right knee to somewhat scoop Sonic's bottom off the ground, and he began flipping him over, the icy stare warming into a heated smirk of satisfaction. Sonic's 'place' would be exactly how Sonic had him earlier that morning.

He tried to appear undaunted while having obviously riled Shadow up to the last degree. It was satisfying while at the same time the black hedgehog couldn't be happy staying in one position thus making Sonic more than just a little nervous.

He felt his body begin to twist and he struggled to resist. Narrowing his eyes, he shot Shadow with a rather flustered look, joined by a tinge of red on his cheeks. "If...that's...the case, I should be on top." He grunted through gritted teeth, voice a little strained as his muscles flexed wildly, trying to stop himself from being put onto his stomach. It was like an up hill battle.

"Hmph!" Shadow grinned maliciously. "Finally the truth! You think I forget things with the drop of a pin. However, you've assumed incorrectly, faker. I can recall this morning with great ease - so stop treating me like I have short term memory loss. If the 'top' is what you desire, then you simply can not have it." He fought against the other, slipping his thigh behind the curve of his spine. He started lifting Sonic's upper body as well, holding his hands up in a delicate balance as he attempted to turn him about.

As Sonic continued to struggle, he said, "Ah... you're not scared are you? It's very unbecoming of a world class hero." Another heartless laugh.

Sonic bristled as his face grew redder. "Fuck you." He growled, more irritated by his attitude than fearing a potentially painful experience. Shadow didn't need any more reason to have his ego stroked; he was already a big enough jerk as it is. Yet he let himself get to this point and now he couldn't figure out how to squirm out of it.

He felt his stomach begin to press against the dirt ridden ground beneath him, his chances becoming even more slim. He didn't look forward to the massive gloating after this. The thought alone gave him an idea to hurt Shadow. It was the least he could do.

Jerking back suddenly, he stuck a spine against his chest, hitting him hard and breaking the skin. Just a little. Something to remember him by.

Shadow's eyes widened, unable to avoid it. He tensed in anticipation and hissed as Sonic hit his mark. He let go of the abused wrists and planted both palms into the other's back, slamming him into the ground. "Bad move, hedgehog." He held Sonic down firmly with most of his weight pressed into his arms, the spare hand reaching up to inspect the wound. Blood seeped into his fluffy white fur, and he focused his burning gaze on Sonic's head.

The ebony hedgehog moved the bloodstained paw to the back of Sonic's neck, threatening to take out his fury on the bastard's weak body. In all the time he'd fought against Sonic, he'd never attempted so much a dirty trick as this. Shadow simply assumed it was a gesture of not using it against his own kind. That, or, 'hey, since you can do that, too, I won't push my luck with it, 'cause that would pretty much suck.' It appeared he had been wrong. And he thought Sonic was pretty low to have pulled it on him.

Desperate times call for desperate measures, eh? Sonic only wished he could have saw the look on his face when he dealt him the blow. Instead he was forced against the ground, teeth clenched at the uncomfortable pressure forced upon his body. ...And not to mention his erection, making this all the more painful. Of course all he did was succeed at pissing Shadow off. He should have known he wouldn't back off. He just hoped the black hedgehog wouldn't push things any further than that. The attack might have hurt, but if he was intent on taking his lower half, Shadow was capable of putting him in a world of hurt that made that seem like an itch.

Said hedgehog shoved against the back of Sonic's neck while settling his legs back in between the other's. He lined his body up properly and leaned forward, getting himself into position as he assumed Sonic had before. He grazed the soft blue fur around his bottom and inner thighs in the attempt, and a choked sigh escaped his lips. He was really going to enjoy this. He could tell already.

Shadow let go of the small of the other's back and fixed himself against the tight entrance, teasing harshly.

Sonic tensed and hissed under his breath as he felt the bulbous tip of his member press at his tight tail hole. He knew the idiot wouldn't bother preparing him any. He's never experienced this before and Shadow was going to make it even harder on him.

"Shadow..." Sonic grunted warningly. "To do this right, you're gotta take this really slow, and let me adjust."

Shadow purred maliciously and spoke with a hint of poisonous lust seeping from the low tones, "Again you think you are the one in control. Let me reassure you...' He pressed the soft tip in slowly, moaning hungrily, and wanting very much to force himself all the way. "You have no power over me." Shadow's last concern was with Sonic's comfort and wellbeing, but he had every intention of making it painfully slow for the other.

Since everything went so fast this morning... Shadow's curiosity had been stricken with the thought of other variations. Would it feel as good if he tortured his own pleasure out of the other?... he suspected so. He began to make his entrance slowly, relying on theory to drive the other insane. If Sonic couldn't sit still without squirming pathetically, how long would he be able to handle his slow pace? It made him proud he ever came up with the idea - but of course... he wasn't one to deny his own ability to reason.

Sonic wished he could look at Shadow because if he could he'd receive a good glare on his part. All he had to stare at was the ground though; as he struggled to adapt to his situation. He tried to keep relaxed, knowing it would be best if he did that, but he still couldn't prepare himself for the odd sensation of slowly being stretched open by Shadow's wide girth. A wave of embarrassment made his face light up, cheeks red and hot.

At the moment he was thankful for his slow pace. It gave him a chance to expand and accommodate the length violating him. Right now, it all just seemed so awkward, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to derive pleasure from this.

Satisfied with the position he was in, Shadow decided it was time to fix Sonic's. He bared his teeth in that angered grin and moved his hand quickly from his member to Sonic's tail, giving it a rough yank to lift him and allow Shadow to delve further into the mind-numbingly tight warmth that consumed him. He continued to keep Sonic's head held down, forcing him to arch uncomfortably, and more-than-likely, painfully. When his pleasure began to spiral out of control, Shadow hissed and flexed his fingers sharply. His claws began to make their way through the glove, digging into Sonic's neck and scalp.

The yelp that rung from his tail being snagged so roughly was just the first of the array of noises Sonic started to emit. "Shadow!" He cringed and shut his eyes, growing less fond of their escapade. The pressure on the back of his neck had only increased and he could feel his nails digging into his skin. Letting it go this far may have been an even more dire mistake than he realized. Sonic wasn't enjoying himself nearly as much as before.

"Ya know...the point is to make the other feel good..." Sonic snapped bitterly, ears pinned in an aggressive manner.

Shadow wasn't listening. He was tied up in the intensity of his own pleasure. He began to make small, spasming thrusts, and he was shaking all over. He let go of Sonic's neck and grabbed the thin hips, holding on tight like his life depended on it, and you'd be at a loss to explain to him now that it didn't. He clamped his eyes shut and made scratches where his fingers sank into the blue fur, feeling a familiar tingling below that meant he would lose himself completely.

He huffed, trying desperately to control it, but between having to work for his goal this time, and the muscular ring contracting in random intervals about his weeping cock, Shadow couldn't take it. He trembled violently, warm seed filling the other and coating himself. He weakly pushed himself to do a few more before leaning his weight onto the other, trying to catch his breath.

'Damn, it had lasted longer before!' This time was too short. He furrowed his brow and moaned exhaustedly, wishing he'd been able to hold out and enjoy himself more.

He didn't last nearly long enough for Sonic to gain anything from the ordeal. It was rather frustrating. The blue hedgehog had an aching length beginning to grow soft, revived again at the idea of Shadow spending himself inside his body -- and at the same time, he was terribly disappointed.

'That...that was it...?' He supposed he shouldn't be surprised since it was Shadow's first time but what the hell? What was he supposed to do now?

Looking furious, but trying to hold it all in like a volcano waiting to blow, he finally got something out that summed up his feelings quite well at the moment. "I hate you."

Shadow fought his exhaustion and strained to look at Sonic. He didn't respond. How should he respond? He supposed he should feel guilty for some reason or another, but he was still recovering, and it didn't give him much of an option to feel sorry for anyone that he had considered deserving of the oppression only moments before.

He held his lost gaze, despite the effort he had to put forth into it, waiting for Sonic to say or do anything else. He had a feeling that Sonic would probably go into all-out-attack in his temporary state, but he surprisingly wasn't too concerned. Instead, he absently nuzzled against the warm, furry waist that he supported himself with, continuing his empty stare.

Sonic might have found his last gesture cute, or tolerable at the very least, if not for what he did to him. If he had joined him in that state of bliss, he'd be a lot more content. Instead he was left with the torturous hard-on between his legs and he was intent on getting rid of it.

Suddenly, he jerked roughly to throw Shadow off, having a ton of more energy and strength behind his muscles than before. With Shadow in the state he was in, it wouldn't be hard to shake him off. Once it was accomplished, he sat up, eyes turned red and lacking in their green glow. "Shadow..."

In an instant he was on him, pushing him violently against the ground as he had done him moments before. He was definitely going to get his pay back.

Shadow grunted quietly, frowning a little, but knowing it was to be expected. He was still breathing heavily, and met Sonic's angry glare with a blank look. He was still a little upset about how little time he'd had in the position Sonic was now taking on, and resented himself for not being stronger, yet there was no going back. No correcting it. He wouldn't know how, anyway. His body was limp below Sonic's, arms by his side, head flat on its side on the ground. He blinked casually, as if to let Sonic know he didn't care anymore. He'd had his fun.

This just made Sonic even more flustered! He wanted some kind of reaction. He didn't want to feel like he was about to screw some corpse. That just made his dick grow even more soft and his lust die considerably.

Damn it, but he wanted this. He pressed his hands against the back of his shoulders, glowering at the back of Shadow's head. He pressed his lower half between his legs, wiggling and making sure he was in good position for his invasion.

He angled himself just right before he started to press the head of his member in. Ordinarily he would have been slow, would have even tried to get Shadow off too, but he was pissed and the black hedgehog didn't seem to care.

He started to push in a lot faster than Shadow did him, simply to get Shadow out of that horribly blank state. Once he got what he wanted, he'd go easier on him.

Shadow winced and gasped, arching his back and attempting to free himself. The effort wasted, he grunted deeply, tail twitching miserably. He grimaced and bit the back of his tongue automatically. He clenched his fists tightly, pressing his claws into his poorly protected, blistered palms to distract himself from the pain the other inflicted upon him. He half-wondered if he'd hurt Sonic this way, and a small twinge of guilt bit at him sharply. It was too late for apologies, even if Shadow knew how to get his point across.

The blue speedster felt a little better knowing he got something from the hedgehog. Besides...being engulfed by this tight warmth could put anyone in a better mood. At least it did for him.

Sonic trembled in pleasurable glee as he slipped further in. He slowed down after reaching the half way mark then finally seated himself completely inside. He held himself there and placed his hands at Shadow's hips, digging his nails in carelessly. He rested his chin against his shoulder and grinned down at his victim. Instead of hurting him further and pounding madly at him like he felt like doing, he had another idea to drive Shadow equally crazy.

He gave another set of cringes before he noticed Sonic's face close to his. Genuinely curious at the gesture that sparked somewhat awkward in the pit of his stomach, he blinked, confused expression prominent. The pain in his hips was negligible, at best, in his state of mind, but the look on Sonic's face was something else entirely.

Sonic drew back his hips and began to thrust gently inside him but at a normal pace. With every buck, he searched for the hidden G spot that'd be undoubtedly inside him. Once he brushed against it, his goal was to hit it every time.

Shadow felt him pull out, and he let the tiniest sound escape his throat before he scrunched up his face again.

Then Sonic hit his target. The striped hedgehog gasped sharply, bringing his hands level with his shoulders and trying to push up. He achieved a very wobbly few inches before Sonic struck the sensitive spot again, and once more Shadow cried out. He felt his pulse returning, blood racing in his ears and making its way quickly back to his groin.

At the very least, he should have bestowed him the same courtesy, and let Sonic get to feel the pleasure he was undoubtedly creating for him. He felt like he didn't deserve it really, but this would be the best way to punish the selfish hedgehog.

Sonic pulled himself almost all of the way out before stabbing inside of him again, this time harder, and hitting the same mark as last time. Regardless of how mad he was, he enjoyed the reaction he was getting out of Shadow, and he was intent on continuing that same reaction until he was spent. He wouldn't be done in a lowly minute either -- unlike his rival. Sonic relished in every second he was inside of his tight body, at least thankful he got to experience it at all. The more experienced Shadow became, Sonic had a sinking feeling in his gut that told him this moment would be rare, if not repeated ever again.

The last one made Shadow cry out loudly and dig his fingertips into the Earth. He collapsed uselessly, failing to mask a whimper that he tried to hold in. He cringed at his own weakness. His body wasn't taking this too well. He hadn't had time to get over his last climax, and his erection was stinging, blood was going into something that really didn't need it in Shadow's opinion. He ripped grass between his fingers, and rolled back into Sonic's lean figure automatically, a red flood taking over his features ruthlessly.

Sonic chuckled to himself as he regained utter control over the Ultimate Lifeform. A hand reached down between him and the ground to get a feel of just how hard he was growing. He was satisfied by the feelings he was arousing within the hedgehog and put his hand back on his hip.

He drove faster into his body, not caring as much to keep himself from climaxing; the feeling that came with the release was so addictive, it made him want to reach his goal immediately once he ceased holding back. Once he felt it was okay. But he made sure to show off his position, shoving his role and power into Shadow's face while he could. He'd get the snooty hedgehog nice and hard and then he'd show him what it felt like to be taken advantage of to the degree he so nastily went to.

A few more minutes later and Sonic moaned. He knew it was time and he wasn't holding back. With all his might he plunged into the other, purposefully missing that yummy spot inside of him, and filled him with his seed. A marvelous feeling washed over him, having him shiver with euphoria.

It was warm - he'd give him that much - but it was a very unnerving feeling, having warm liquid seeping out of you and onto your thighs and crotch. Shadow wrinkled his face up in temporary disgust, then focused his attention elsewhere. He was still fully erect, aching and miserable. He both wanted more and wanted the arousal to end at the same time. He whined, arching into Sonic's weakening member, not sure what else to do. His breathing hastened as he considered the fact that Sonic might have assumed he wouldn't need any more.

Then again... why would Sonic grope him before, if not to see if he was aroused?

He balanced on one arm, reaching back with the other and pulling Sonic back into him, growing more and more concerned that he wasn't the same firmness as before. He wasn't done yet! Surely Sonic knew that he'd reignited Shadow's lust.

Well, the other hedgehog panted breathlessly and he simply reveled in the aftermath of their ordeal. He could care less about Shadow at this point, definitely giving him a taste of his own medicine. Only he wouldn't have the chance to make up for it like the blue hedgehog.

He chuckled at him, amused by his desperation. He kissed Shadow's furry cheek in an odd display of affection and pushed himself off of him. Sonic stood on wobbly legs as his member fully retracted into his sheath. He stared down at Shadow with an air of superiority regained in Shadow's moments of weakness.

"You're better than I thought you were. Thanks, Shadow." He gave him a thumbs up and a flirtatious wink before simply walking away.

Shadow blinked as he rolled over, blushing furiously at the closeness the other created again, then watched him stand and say his goodbyes.

Oh. Hell. No.

He twisted his face into one of absolute shock. Sonic was not going to leave him there like that. There was no way! He readied his voice determinedly, "Matte-- You-- Hold it...!" But his motor skills lacked the fine tuning required for the job at hand.

Instead, he stumbled to his feet quickly, grabbing Sonic's forearm and whirling him about, searching desperately in the emerald depths for a sign that this was a joke. He could never really tell with the faker what was real and what was put on. Coming up empty, he leaned in for a kiss - this was, after all, what led to the act both times, and perhaps it could help him now.

Sonic might have met eyes with him, having had a feeling he might try to stop him, and when he leaned in for the kiss he actually felt guilty. He would have stopped right then and there if he knew Shadow would have done the same thing. If he knew this bastard really cared.

Raising his hand, he put his finger against Shadow's lips as he leaned in for Sonic's. He tsked and shook his head, smiling apologetically at him. "You're going to have to jerk off on this one, pal. I'm going home."

The look of confused shock returned. He didn't have a clue what he meant. His very first erection had been taken care of by Sonic, unable to put a connection to what he was saying. Everything was so weird and foreign to him. And if Sonic was just going to leave him in the dark, then...

The realization of two major things dawned on him. One, Sonic had no idea that Shadow was just experiencing his own puberty in the past twenty four hours for the first time. Two, Sonic had every intention of leaving him like that, helpless and hungry for more. He thought that the faker's revenge had been carried out, but now that he pieced it together, it was something much more sinister. His jaw dropped a little at just how vengeful the other could be.

Shadow slapped away the hand and grabbed Sonic's other shoulder, roughly jerking him forward and pressing his fingers hard into the muscle of the captive forearm. He forced his beige lips against the reluctant peach and began kissing carelessly. He was not going to let the stupid jerk do this to him.

Sonic struggled to turn his head away, hands pressing against Shadow's shoulders in attempt to nudge him at bay. He had yet to recover from his orgasm though, and like Shadow was once before, he was exhausted. Their hot breaths and saliva mingled thanks to the other's intrusive tongue and Sonic growled irritably at the back of his throat.

As he was pushed away, he panted heavily, mixed emotions on his face. Shadow was angry and confused by Sonic's coldness, but there was a little flurry of something he hated more than anything, and he would do whatever it took to distract himself from the miserable pain that was sweeping through his insides. He rarely, if ever, felt sadness anymore, and it burned him more than any other emotion ever could. It stung horribly at him when the lookalike turned his gaze away.

Taking another breath, he fought Sonic's resistance with an extra burst of determination and leaned in to get a good nibble on the exposed jaw.

That's when the flash of light gave him a jolt as he tensed, expecting Sonic to vanish right out from under him. He figured Chaos Control took whoever you were touching, too! He choked back an angry cry, but realized within the same second, that Sonic was still within his grasp. His fiery red eyes slid open slowly, and he leaned his head back away from Sonic's, eyes still trying to adjust to the darkness again as a figure came into view.

"Hello, boys."