Eternal Guardian

Sonic was undoubtedly waiting for Shadow in his bedroom. But he wasn't on the bed, striking a sexy pose or anything like that, he was waiting sinisterly behind the door. When the black hedgehog came in and moved just far enough in, the door leading to his room would shut, and there stood Sonic.

He looked at Shadow with a predatory glint in his eyes, a menacing grin on his face. No doubt up to no good.

"Enough. Get out of my room." Shadow frowned, clenching his fists by his side, then used his tensed right hand to point violently at the door. "You're sleeping on the couch, hedgehog, and I'm not changing my mind." Hadn't the other caused him enough anxiety already? Ugh, it made him sick. He was feeling sluggish, and just needed to take a break from the day's insanity. As it was, he'd been publicly humiliated by the faker, who insisted on suggesting to their waiter, for some foolish reason or another, that they were an item. And he was getting tired, real quick, of that aggressive spark that existed between the lines of Sonic's trademark grin. No, he already was tired of it!

Sonic, however, was undaunted as a hunger raged in his eyes that seemed awfully familiar. He approached him a couple of more steps but remained wary of the other's reactions. Sometimes he feared pushing Shadow too far but he knew deep down the black hedgehog wanted all of this too. He would have never let him stay the night if somewhere deep in his mind he didn't want him to do something to arouse his body.

"You haven't even given me a chance. I bet I could change your mind..."

"No. I think I've already given you too much of a chance." He turned his back to the other, making his way to the bed calmly. Shadow paused at the nightstand, pulling off his gloves to reveal the two red-streaked fingers on each hand. He deposited the gloves in a bundle on the table, and dropped heavily onto the bed, crossing his arms and glaring over at Sonic expectantly. 'Anytime you wanna leave,' he frowned, 'any second now.' Sleep was creeping very quickly up his spine.

"I don't think so." Sonic countered. Seeing Shadow on the bed just encouraged him to come closer but he stood still, wishing the hedgehog would beckon him instead. It was murky waters he was treading in and he couldn't tell where he was stepping or what the repercussions may be that would follow.

A hand rose to place on his hip, confidence reigning behind those emerald eyes as ideas ran wild inside his mind. "Don't tell me you're afraid again." That's it; he'd trick the bastard. Use psychology on him. "Do I intimidate you that much, Shadow?" Come on; take the bait. Just don't shove him out...!

"You still think I'm stupid!" He grunted angrily, furrowing his brow. Did Sonic really think he'd go for that? Shadow growled miserably, not finding this continuing argument worth the time or trouble. He just wanted to lie down! He flattened his ears in defeat, throwing himself back and pulling the sheet around his frame. He regretted doing so that roughly, as dizziness swept over him. He closed his eyes, slowly regaining control over the pounding in his skull. He would make sure not to do that again anytime soon. Back to his thoughts of Sonic, maybe the faker would take the hint and get out of the room soon. Ah, he hadn't given him a pillow or anything... Hm. But it had been Sonic's choice to come here, after all. His problem, not Shadow's.

An ear twitched at Shadow's lack of positive reinforcement. He wondered about jumping him regardless, but turned in a different direction as he wondered where he'd be sleeping. On the couch then, eh? Well that required a couple of things he'd just have to take from Shadow. If he was going to invite him to sleep here, he better believe he was going to treat his guest to satisfaction!

"Fine." He wandered over, swiping the pillow fluidly out from under his head and retrieving his covers just as quick. "I know when I'm not wanted!" He huffed in false resentment, turning his quills to Shadow to head out towards the living room with his things in tow.

Shadow's eyes widened in shock as much of his own source of comfort was taken away unimaginably fast. He felt the jerk of his head, but the sheet was almost unnoticeable. He lifted his increasingly heavy head to watch the other for a split second before dropping it again, confusion at the situation apparent on his face. Defeated and obviously at a loss, Shadow curled his legs in closer to his body, almost pouting at his inability to fight.

He couldn't believe how much of a pushover he was being - perhaps it was just a long day - but he didn't have the heart to turn Sonic away without anything to sleep with, and he had been pretty short with him. Maybe it was just the good meal that made him so externally calm, but he was beginning to feel hurt by Sonic's actions.

It didn't matter. He could sleep without them. He squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to block out the sounds of the other leaving, arms folding in front of his chest in silent defense.

Sonic clutched the items to himself, smelling Shadow all over them. He stopped just outside the bedroom door though, expecting shouting, or even an attempted murder. Instead he got nothing. When he looked back, he was met with a strange sight. He just couldn't imagine Shadow being okay with what he just did; and then attempting to rest anyway without the comfort of what he took from him? What happened to him? ...He almost forgot about the alcohol he cleverly tricked the hedgehog into drinking.

Sonic dropped the pillow and cover, naughty thoughts entering his head. It was like a devil of himself appeared on one shoulder and an angel of himself appeared on the other. How could he possibly take advantage of Shadow when he looked like that? It was surprisingly easy. The good side of himself disappeared into a cloud of smoke, wondering why it bothered wasting its time to begin with.

Sonic approached the bed like a shark but didn't bother circling around. He already found his opening. What did either of them need with a blanket and a pillow for anyway? ...When they could so easily use each other.

He climbed onto bed with him and covered his body over his, hands grabbing firmly but gently at his wrists, being careful in case he decided to kick some ass after all. "Shadow..." Sonic cooed by his ear, "You let me come over here for a reason. I intend on fulfilling that obligation." He knew in the end he'd be thanking him later.

Stifling a gasp, the warm contact caused Shadow's quills to twitch automatically as they attempted to defend the hedgehog. They relaxed almost immediately, and he opened his eyes slowly to look at the hands that held his arms in place. He glanced straight ahead, then began to raise his ears as he was spoken to, chills racing over his spine.

Shadow grunted, wriggling against the other's body. Color tinted his cheeks as he looked back to his folded arms, feeling drawn into the warmth that replaced his covers. He really wasn't sure how to react, but his best bet was to deny the blue faker further intrusion of his space. "I told you to leave the room. You're not welcome in my place of rest. I didn't invite you. You invited yourself. Now go."

Sonic attempted to draw his arms up and twist his body, nudging him on over, onto his back. A leg had been slipped over him so he was ready to straddle his waist if he so succeeded. Considering his behavior, he doubted he'd be faced with too much resistance.

He kept low, his body maintained its closeness, feeling and hearing Shadow's chest rise over and over as his own breath wafted near those furry black ears. "If you want me to leave so bad, you're going to have to make me." Sonic smirked with a cocky grin at that. "Otherwise you could just punish me here..." He doubted Shadow would get it, but there was some definite lewd undertones to what he just said.

The black hedgehog squirmed under the grasp, allowing himself to be pushed onto his back. Was it really worth the fight? Maybe. He pushed back against the weight on his wrists. "I'm tired! This is ridiculous, misemono! Go. Away." He avoided eye contact, not desiring to show the weakness that he knew was there. He couldn't help but feel like he was being too lenient on the other, but no matter how hard he tried, he lacked the motivation to back himself up and do something about it. As it was, his fight against Sonic's weight was faltering.

Once he got him on his back, Sonic rested lightly on top of his stomach, but kept Shadow's arms pinned against the sheets. He felt the resistance but it was nothing; he didn't have any heart in it and that just fueled Sonic further. Shadow did look tired though. So he wouldn't be forcing him through an energetic rumping around all night long, fighting who gets the top. Instead he tried for something a little more simple in hopes the effects would prove to be beneficial to him in the long run. He just needed Shadow to get more comfortable; and the more he showed him just how good all of this felt, hopefully, the more he'll be apt to open up to him and maybe do all of this with him in the future.

He waited a moment to see if Shadow would cease all his wiggling before he attacked him. His mouth proved to be a powerful weapon as he pressed his lips against his neck and sucked at the skin caught between his teeth. It didn't last but a second though. He was set on his destination and like always Sonic was fast.

The hedgehog moved smoothly down to his chest, going lower towards his stomach before making his aim obvious.

"Ah!" Eyes widened as Shadow's body bucked automatically under the sudden intense pleasure. It rushed straight to an unmentionable area, and the color in his cheeks deepened. He panted as the contact broke, body immediately aching for more. He had no idea just what kind of torture he'd put Sonic through earlier, but now that he was fully aware of the situation, he understood just how much power he had over the other previously. He regretted not taking better advantage of the position.

Currently, however, he was being manipulated into a helpless puddle. He relaxed and tensed repeatedly below the other, mewling at the sensations and twitching his ears. He closed his eyes and decided firmly that no, it was not worth the fight.

Sonic's fingers tickled his sides as his hands wandered lower towards his legs. He gripped onto his thighs, gently kneading them in the process. His mouth hovered above his groin now, where his navel would be.

He combed his tongue through his fur, licking skin and enjoying the taste of his body. He lingered around Shadow's sheath, coming close to the small slit but never getting close enough. His eyes watched the other warily, looking for facial expressions; while his ears perked to listen for the noises he hoped to beckon from him as well.

The ebony hedgehog wrinkled his nose and clenched his eyes shut, arching beneath the teasing muscle. He whined in a deep tone, clawing at the sheet below him as lust filled his manhood, causing the head to escape its protective cover. "Nn!" He argued with himself, wanting to break free of his relaxed state. He felt embarrassed heat flushing his face with warm reds as he grew even more annoyed with himself for allowing this to happen while doing nothing to fight it.

Finally he sat up, pushing Sonic's head away from his sensitive regions, and gasping for air. He gave a mixed look at the other, both shame and desire shining in the crimson eyes. The fiery gleam had died down, diminished to nothing more than a sparkle.

"This is wrong. You saw how Rouge reacted. Tell me why." He had to know. As much as he wanted to continue, the question was still tugging at him.

Sonic huffed as he was forced at bay and sat up to get a good look at Shadow. He enjoyed the color he helped taint across his cheeks. It just made him want to go in and double his determination to see what more he could get out of him; everything he has thus far was most pleasing and erotic to the blue hedgehog. There was just something about him that made him want to come back for more.

He rose an uninterested brow, not one for conversation right now, he'd much rather be savoring the taste of his skin. He licked his lips at the thought, taste buds tingling. "So we're an unlikely couple? Who wouldn't be embarrassed to have their picture shown like that to begin with? Besides, since when did you care what others think? Were you always this self conscious?" He grinned teasingly and leaned forward on all fours, pressing his face awfully close against Shadow's. "You think too much."

Shadow furrowed his brow as he looked down. He glanced back up and planted his hands firmly on the other's shoulders, pushing him away again. "There's something else." Yes, there was more to it than the 'unlikely couple' thing that seemed to be nothing more than a joke to the faker.

"You say I'm your boyfriend, that we're a 'couple.' You're leaving something out. Does this... what we're doing... this means more than you're leading me to believe, doesn't it?" Despite the fact that the rosy tint had faded slowly in Sonic's advancing, it now returned. His ears laid back, showing just how defenseless he was beginning to feel. "Are you.. no.. I want to ask this differently." Damn, his mind was slower than usual. He hated it.

In an only slightly accusatory tone, Shadow asked, "Are you using my inexperience to your advantage?" Surely the other figured out by now just how little Shadow knew prior to their intimacy. He still had yet to discover pleasuring himself correctly. Shadow searched the other's eyes for answers. Something was being omitted.

Sonic groaned and sat down again. He looked slightly annoyed but listened to what Shadow had to say a bit more seriously. What he asked wasn't something he could answer so easily though. He wished he didn't ask questions at all; because then the hedgehog ended up questioning himself. He knew from the very beginning what he was doing seemed crazy; and he had a feeling it'd get him into trouble at some point but at the same time it felt so right to begin with. A bit lame and cliche but he couldn't help it.

"Ah...well..." Sonic looked away, thinking, and trying to figure out how to give him the answers he wanted without making himself sound like a careless jerk. Shadow really was like a child; and in all honesty he had taken advantage of him. But it wasn't like he did it to hurt him or anything like that. In fact, he's grown rather fond of Shadow; but he wasn't so sure those feelings were mutual. Shadow seemed interested in this simply because it made him feel good, he had no idea what he was really doing, and how would he act once he knew the whole story? Well, he was about to find out.

"Normally...sex is an act to show just how much another person cares for another. Then again, there are those who simply engage in the act for pleasure." There was also rape and power control but Shadow didn't need to hear about that right now.

"I wouldn't say I was taking advantage of you..." Per say. He really wasn't sure what he was thinking when all of this began. "I just..." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, looking away. "Things just happened."

Shadow's lips parted in a show of thought, an attempt of comprehension. He swallowed back an unsettlingly heavy lump. Both of the reasons why someone would do that bothered him, although he wasn't sure why. It was a fairly plain and simple answer. His ears dropped the rest of the way, then flicked forward again as he managed to control his display of emotions more.

'Which is it?' almost escaped his lips, but he scolded himself internally for such a question to even come close to forming itself. He growled, more at himself than Sonic, and he followed the other's gaze, allowing the awkward silence to build. He took a deep breath, wondering if Sonic had changed his mind. After all, he had his answers. For the most part.

Not desiring to further the conversation at this time - he feared only more tension would result from such - Shadow closed his eyes tightly and grabbed Sonic's wrist. He laid back, pulling the other with him as he went. He opened his eyes again, urging the other to continue.

Although his desire and lust have dwindled to a considerable degree, he was relieved that Shadow didn't ask anymore questions. He was oddly pondering the same thing: which reason did the black hedgehog have to suddenly decide to pursue things further? He didn't have the answer and he wasn't sure if he ever would but for now he didn't want to worry about it.

His fire was rekindled by Shadow's encouragement. Whatever the reason, his answers seemed to have satisfied him and ended his curiosity; so he was pleasing to the hedgehog either way. He still won out of it too, right? Besides, it wasn't like Sonic to seriously fall for anyone.

He leaned in, intent on ridding them of the horrible tension that brewed in the air. He caught Shadow's bottom lip and sucked on it gently, going a lot slower than he had before. His arms slipped around him, embracing Shadow against his body tighter as his eyes slipped halfway shut, and his mouth fully closed over his.

The striped hedgehog was taken off guard by these actions, honestly expecting something a bit bolder, but he couldn't say that he regretted it, all the same. Any attention he got from Sonic increased his thirst for more, and a deeply-toned, but weak noise was the other's reward.

Shadow shifted his body a little, creating a comfortable friction between their chests, and causing a chill to run slowly down his spine. He tensed his lip automatically, starting to pull his head away in response to all the feelings rushing over him, but couldn't bring himself to completely break away. Hands.. what to do with his hands? He let them hang there, fingers outstreched, on either side as they propped on his elbows, and finally they came to rest limply on the other's waist.

Sonic indulged them in a rather passionate kiss. It wasn’t so greedy and hungry like their actions led up to before. For once he was taking things slow, trying something new. Perhaps even leaning towards a particular reason as to why the hedgehog was participating in these taboo acts to begin with.

His tongue mingled with his, not attempting to instigate a battle of control. He simply savored the kiss before their lips parted; his hovering just above Shadow’s succulent mouth. Sonic‘s breath beat across his wet tiers as his eyes locked with his. He took him in, inhaled his scent, and finally leaned lower to begin work on his neck. Lips and teeth sucked and pulled on the flesh in teasing nips that weren’t so primal as the way he behaved before. Shadow's lids fluttered, trying to stay open, to hold that gaze, but it was becoming difficult as he squirmed satisfyingly below his captor. His ears were constantly on the move, twitching and refocusing on any sound he might pick up in the room or otherwise. He did still have a little paranoid idea that Rouge would show up any second and ruin the moment.

He finally was able to concentrate on meeting Sonic's gaze when the other broke loose, lips still tingling from the kiss. He felt heat in his cheeks, indicating that he was still blushing, and he growled almost silently at himself. He was being far too pathetic! If only he could find a way to put Sonic back in his place! He should just--

Sonic interrupted his bold train of thought with that overpowering move, dissolving Shadow into a ragdoll in the other's arms. He wanted so desperately to overcome the feelings, to land the other on his back and do things his way, but Sonic seemed to know just what to do to keep him at bay. Did the faker even know Shadow's mental ramblings? More than likely, no, but he sure seemed adept at obliterating his silent scheming.

He noticed, closing his eyes unwillfully, that things were different than before - slower, and more precise. It was just as intense to Shadow, who rolled his hips following a particularly nice set of chills.

Sonic was fully focused on the other. The normally alert hedgehog completely let his guard down whether it was noticeable or not. He indulged his tongue with the taste and texture of Shadow's skin and fur, moving in circular motions and ending with a nip that sucked his skin between his teeth for another pleasurable bruising.

Sonic traveled lower, apparently on the same course from earlier. His mouth skimmed carefully over his chest, considering the wound still hidden behind his white fur, but made up for more attention on his stomach. His hands massaged his hips, fingers pressing gently into his muscles as he grew closer toward his goal.

He stopped just above his groin, lapping and salivating the fur there for a thorough cleaning in an attempt to rile Shadow's nerves further; he didn't want to give him what he wanted. No, he wanted it taken this time, or at least requested.

Shadow was still a little needy from earlier, and it didn't take much more attention to his sensitive neck for his eager member to show itself again. He writhed and rocked under the probing tongue, and found himself deeply disappointed when Sonic finally ended it. His chest rose and fell heavily, deep breaths bringing an intoxicating rhythm to the other's new exploration. His head lolled back lazily as Sonic's descent ran vivid images through his mind, and his hips twitched anxiously against the strong digits.

When he lingered in an especially inviting area, Shadow couldn't hold back a shuddering moan that he'd been keeping quiet for a good bit of the time. "Nnn!" He winced, wriggling desperately as his erection grew quickly, intent on being satisfied. He gulped down air, the familiar thundering filling his ears thickly. This was driving him insane!

Sonic eyed him from his position but didn't do anything more. His pulsating length was certainly inviting but the hedgehog wasn't satisfied enough to fulfill Shadow's desires. He waited, waited for him to regain some composure and do something about his urges; he didn't want to force this on him, although he doubted he could consider himself forcing anything on him at this point. Shadow seemed like he'd greatly appreciate any attention he received downstairs, even if he wouldn't admit it. But he was going to get him a bit more involved; he wasn't going to do this and have him complain later.

"I thought you wanted me to leave." He reminded, "What do you want me to do now?"

Shadow allowed himself to catch his breath, nudging Sonic just a little with his hip as the waves of arousing pleasure subsided. He took this opportunity to sit up, grabbing Sonic around the shoulders, and attempting to pin him over to the side. It was impossible to do it the other direction, because of the position the other was in.

Prior to that moment, he'd been too caught up in his blinding lust to do anything other than submit himself to the other's will. Now, however, he could try to put one of his plans into action.

Sonic didn't bother to resist. He was curious to see what Shadow had in mind and if it was anything different than the mindless humping the two have instigated from each other before. Considering how little experience he had, he didn't expect anything too great, but he would like to see Shadow try something new; to experiment and explore.

As tasty as the hedgehog was, Sonic could spare time to let him get more of a feel of things, to find his role and figure out what to do instead of always seeming so out of place. His chances of taking advantage of him grew slimmer with the more comfortable and knowledgeable Shadow became; but he was willing to take that risk and engage them in something more. It'd be more fun if Shadow was just as confident in this field as he was in the battle field.

Well, Shadow pushed the other farther, forcing his head and one of his shoulders to dangle off the side of the bed as he threw his weight into the hedgehog. He knew nothing better than to overpower the other, and no matter how good Sonic had shown him taking it slow could be, Shadow stuck to his familiar basics.

He leaned forward, arching Sonic's back into an uncomfortable position as he returned the earlier kiss, just with a bit more push behind it. His tongue lapped angrily into the other's mouth, returning only momentarily, enough to tease the lips he dominated so easily. His hands moved between the two, palms firmly against Sonic's torso to maintain his own stability as he kept Sonic unbalanced.

It was a rather awkward position that succeeded with an uncomfortable feel to it for the blue hedgehog. Sonic looked up at him, somewhat displeased and unsure before some worries rested assured by the powering kiss he received. It was almost comical to have the moods switch from the easy going, almost romantic drive that fueled Sonic earlier to back to this beastial, dominating aura that clearly radiated off of Shadow.

Sonic attempted to get back in the game but allowed the black hedgehog one step ahead. He wouldn't be much of an opponent if he reduced him to a writhing mess again. His arms moved up to circle around his body, trying to brace himself better from the arch his back had fallen into by pulling Shadow closer and holding him tighter.

"Hmph." He snorted, acknowledging the other's attempt at gaining support, and removed his tongue. Shadow nibbled on Sonic's lips varyingly before choosing the bottom one as his victim, biting fairly hard to show just who was in charge here, and rolling his hips roughly into those below him.

He purred happily at the sensation he derived from this, letting go of his lip smoothly, running his tongue along it teasingly, as if that would eliminate any stinging left from his vengeful nip. He leaned in harder, testing Sonic's endurance, his own lips curling venomously at the corners. "Hm. What do I want you to do now? Let me think about it. You refuse to listen to anything I say, so why should I bother requesting it. I just have to take what is rightly mine." By now the liquor had worn off. He was running at a hundred percent Shadow power, and he was growing more confident by the second.

Sonic grunted sharply at the feel of his bottom lip being assaulted by Shadow's teeth, a familiar feeling that turned him on, as well as frustrate him. In a slight effort for revenge, his claws dug a little into Shadow's back, maneuvering through the fur to get to his skin. He almost stopped himself when the hedgehog went on to lick his battered lip but what Shadow had to say to accompany his actions just encouraged him further. A grin twitched at his mouth, finding this dangerously entertaining. "Wow, you just realized that? You're slow, Shadow."

Said hedgehog growled, half at the distracting clawing, half at Sonic's comment. He narrowed his eyes, malice glowing as the flames reignited. "Oh? That's funny... I thought I was a more than adequate match for you. However, faker, if you're referring to intelligence... or even power... Hmph." Shadow smirked darkly. "I come out ahead every time." He kicked off the bed, weight still pressed into Sonic's chest as he sent them tumbling to the floor. He held onto the other, letting him fall headfirst as his own legs stayed curled back, partially on the bed. Let's see how well Sonic liked that little move.

Right when he was about to counter him with a witty retort, he was cut off by the realization he was falling off the bed. Sonic cringed as his head hit the floor, making him tense and his eyes squeeze shut. He didn't have time to brace himself and could do little anyway with Shadow latched onto him.

His eyes flickered open as a groan bubbled up from his throat, something he intended on silencing. His head responded with a throb and he casted Shadow a vengeful look, not exactly amused by his antics. He reached up, snagging one of those furry ears in a familiar trap, giving it a harsh tug. "I can play dirty too, ya know." He assured with a dark grin, masking any of the discomfort he felt before.

Shadow glowered and let out a deep growl, leaning automatically in the direction of the pull. He didn't care whether Sonic thought he was getting anywhere with that. He still had one more trick up his sleeve. If that idiot let himself believe for one second that he had any kind of upper hand by simply jerking on one of Shadow's ears, well, he had another thing coming, and the dark-furred one couldn't wait to see the reaction.

"Another funny thing." He reached for his handgun, slipping it between them and pressing the cold barrel into Sonic's cheek as a dark grin painted across his beige muzzle. "I wondered why you didn't disarm me earlier. This is where your lack of intelligence comes into play." He thought he'd proved his point by now, and was pretty satisfied with just how easy it was to build up his ego. He really was surprised Sonic hadn't taken his gun away in the shower. It just goes to show who the slow one really was.

Sonic arched a wary brow at the sight of his gun, the freezing cold steel of its barrel pressing against his warm cheek and making him shiver. His expression wavered as uneasiness flickered through his eyes, momentarily satisfying the reaction Shadow was looking for. However, Sonic bounced back, regaining a confident grin that expressed how he wasn't fooled so easily.

"You're not going to do anything." He assured as a matter-of-fact. Though he couldn't help but have minor doubts; yet just seeing him with such a threatening weapon turned him on in ways he couldn't begin to understand. Perhaps it was the rush of adrenaline and the idea that was there that he could do something but he wouldn't bet his money on it. Whatever the reason, that adrenaline rush shot straight to his groin, making it hard for him to maintain his focus and appear undaunted. He may not shoot him but he wouldn't put it past Shadow to rough him up.

"Are you really so confident that you'd be willing to make any risks against me?" He removed his ear from the other's grasp, leaning close to mingle their breaths. He didn't notice Sonic's questionable enjoyment at the situation, but he was too wrapped up in his own to give it a second thought. He slid his legs the rest of the way off the bed, straddling Sonic's hips. His eyes narrowed for a split second as he looked over the part of Sonic within his view, trailing down to his upper chest (his fluffy white chest fur hid anything more from sight) and back up to his eyes.

It was a hard decision. What to do with all that power... hm.

His grin faded. He tried to think of something that Sonic hadn't want to do. So far it seemed that he had already done anything that fell into that category... What about something he'd want Shadow to do? Well.. aside from letting him have his way with Shadow in the shower...

Ah. There was one thing. He pushed off of Sonic enough to find a bit of friction down below and grind his hips into it, erection pressing into the other's lower abdomen, causing Sonic to hiss. Well.. he was hard enough. He smirked as he climbed off the other, holding the gun in place, and he stayed on while moving to the other's right side. He had a pretty good idea in mind, and he illustrated this with his facial expression, hoping to further intimidate Sonic.

At this point Sonic's body had already responded favorably to the obvious attraction Shadow held for the events unfolding, encouraging his rod to expose its self a few inches.

He watched him intently as he began to move, trying to read his mind and figure out what he was up to before he surprised him with something potentially painful, or life threatening. He was certain he wouldn't go that far but he definitely had something on his mind that made the hedgehog fidget in uncertainty. The suspense was what got to him the most and that's when he started to move and get up, or at least put himself in a better position to defend from whatever was coming. Just laying still like that made him feel a little too vulnerable; but he had to stay aware of the gun that was still pressed near his face. Maybe he could take it from Shadow.

Shadow's ears laid back swiftly at the other's movement, smirk temporarily hiding behind a frown. "Bold move, thinking you can do what you want, but I'm afraid it ends here. You will do what you're told." He pressed his weapon a little more into Sonic's jaw, threatening him as he spoke.

He slowly moved into a sitting position, following Sonic with his eyes all the while.

Sonic paused immediately as Shadow responded to his movement and pressed the gun harder against his jaw. He tensed as he locked eyes with him, pondering what he'd do as he slowly sat down. He didn't wait around to see what he'd do next, however. Instead Sonic countered his mysterious behavior by going bold and being perverted again.

He twisted his head ever-so slightly and flicked his tongue out against the barrel of the gun. He eyed him with a lewd light shining through his emerald hues as his mouth closed over cold metal, warming it up and slipping down towards the tip of the gun like something most suggestive... "Yes, master." He mocked with a seductive hiss.

Shadow watched, entranced by his actions. He stared pathetically, ears lifting slowly as Sonic encouraged his painful lusting to double. His mouth opened a bit, revealing the bottom set of teeth, then closed into a scowl as he returned to his senses. "Shutup!"

He swallowed a stubborn lump down and grabbed Sonic's forearm with his spare hand, jerking him forwards roughly in a more aggressive manner as he laid back on the floor. He held the gun steady near Sonic's jaw, but not quite meeting it this time with the other's skin, partially out of response of what happened when he'd done so before.

"Get on top of me," he barked, despite the fact that the other already was to an extent, legs closing slightly as he moved Sonic forward to straddle the striped hedgehog.

Sonic climbed on top of him, his mind beginning to piece together Shadow's plans, or at least trying to. He licked his lips and attempted to be as perverse as possible in hopes to mask any minor shows of weakness (including flinching from barking orders from before) as he straddled him just as he had requested; pressing down firmly in the process to stir some more friction between them. The sensations fueled his growing length as he sat on him, waiting further instruction.

Shadow's breathing grew heavier as Sonic caught his attention again with that miserably enticing tongue. 'Dammit, no!' He looked away for a moment, regaining his composure. That other way was too intense.. the last thing he needed was to writhe underneath Sonic like some kind of helpless moron. No, he wanted to stay in control as much as possible. And he just had to increase Shadow's drive with that grinding heat.

Shadow reached around Sonic's thigh, lifting his upper body a bit as he adjusted himself, lining up with the other's entrance. By now, Sonic should get the idea. The gun pointed at the ceiling in the meantime, but was still held close to the peach muzzle, and those ruby orbs never left the encouraging green ones for the entirety of the time he leaned up. He relaxed again, speaking in a dangerously level tone, "Now. Remember what you tried to get me to do this morning?"

He smirked. "Illustrate for me just why it is that I should have done so."

Sonic grew tense at the feel of his member poking in a most private area. He didn't really realize what he wanted until it was too late. Now how did he feel about it?

He lost his composure in a wave of uncertainty when he recalled the last time Shadow attempted such a feat. He predicted satisfaction in the very near future, but for Shadow; and him left with another hard-on and an aching rear.

Sonic shifted his hips wisely, avoiding the penetration. He eyed him knowingly, ignoring his threatening tone. "Ah...I don't know." He was more or less teasing this morning. He'd much rather use other methods to show him what else he could do because Shadow was really bad at intercourse.

He growled, becoming angry quickly. Sonic was ignoring the fact that he was being held at gun point, and was doing things the way he wanted anyhow. Well, Shadow should have expected as much from such a cocky idiot. He pulled his thumb back off the handle, cocking the weapon in his insistence that the other obeyed. He aimed at Sonic's throat, pressing the barrel into his vulnerable skin, and hissed, "I said... Show. Me."

No, Shadow still wouldn't fire, but he really wanted Sonic to believe that he would. It pissed him off that he wasn't being taken seriously.

Sonic grit his teeth as the barrel pressed into his neck, threatening to endanger his life as Shadow's patience wore thin. He still had doubts he'd do anything but it was rather intimidating to have such a deadly weapon pressed in an area that could easily mean his immediate death. What if Shadow's finger slipped or something? The gun was cocked and ready to unload. Yet in a bizarre twist, he felt his member slip out another inch. Hopefully this went unnoticed as his face grew pink..

Despite this, he grunted and grumbled in an expression of his objections; he decided to give Shadow another chance although he wasn't looking forward to it. If the bastard wore himself out in under a minute, he'd just have to retaliate by raping his ass again.

He pressed his hands against Shadow's white chest, maneuvering his hips to hover back over the intimidating length pressing uncomfortably between his rear cheeks. He didn't look so confident as before. In this field, he was just as new, and innocent as Shadow. The only time he's been taken in such a questionable location was when the black hedgehog did it himself and he didn't have very fond memories of the ordeal.

Sonic started to lower himself down, biting his tongue as the head of his member very slowly began to expand his tight ring of muscles and slip inside.

Shadow's head rolled back. He really wasn't expecting Sonic to listen to him now, but was very grateful his scheme was working at last. A rumbling purr escaped his throat as his eyes shut tight, relishing the heat and pressure enclosing his head. The muscles in his arm twitched as the pleasure sent waves through his body, causing the gun to shake lightly against the other.

His hips automatically thrusted a couple of inches, Sonic's weight on him only increased the blindness that started to come over him, and his chest heaved against the gloved palms.

Sonic shuddered at the feel of him slipping further in. He struggled to stay relaxed but the sensations felt so awkward. At least he could be grateful for the fact he had control over how much he could take in at a time, and the moving that'd come along after. Even as Shadow thrusted up, he flinched back, easing down on him when he was ready.

His inner walls squeezed his shaft as the hedgehog drove him in deep from gravity alone, sitting on him and trying to regulate his breathing.

Sonic stared down at Shadow, somewhat irritated that he already seemed so pleasured by this; he didn't want to go neglected again! He resisted the urge to fondle his own member, however; first he attempted to see if he could make this work in his favor.

Carefully, Sonic swiveled and began to lift himself back up, exploring and experimenting with the feelings that arose from having Shadow embedded inside of him. He hissed slightly and closed his eyes, trying to find that one special spot inside of him that was sure to increase his own pleasure, and make this all the more bearable.

Shadow choked back another moan and focused on keeping himself under control - as well as the other. He opened his eyes and watched Sonic momentarily with piercing crimson, which gleamed delicately in the echo of city lights that poured in the covered windows. He stole a glimpse at Sonic's shamelessly exposed erection, and looked back up automatically. He found it a little intimidating for the thing to be sitting out in the open like that.

Despite the fact that they were doing this for the fourth time, it was still very uncomfortable in some ways, one aspect being the new form their members took on in their aroused state. He'd experienced something similar before, but never in reaction to a person or thought process. He still had to adjust to the various things involved with their acts of lust.

Color tinted his cheeks as Sonic moved in a way that caused a heat to flush over him, making his hips twitch with desire to grind up into the hedgehog violently. He locked his jaw tightly, huffing through his nose as he watched Sonic's reaction as well.

Sonic was taken by surprise when the other's hips sought to increase his pleasure, and forced his rod deeper in, consequently hitting the spot Sonic had been searching for. Shadow had such power behind his actions, the hedgehog nearly jumped off of him. He was overwhelmed by the discomfort that strangely led to pleasure, making him lean forward on his chest, his posture slumping.

His hands trembled against his soft white fur as he choked down a cry and squeezed his eyes shut. He finally found some will to want to endure this. The pleasure he gained made his dick throb and his claws dig into Shadow's skin, barely missing an injury still healing from an assault Sonic dealt of his own.

The blue hedgehog arched into the sharp sensation on his chest, hissing at how dangerously close it was to being reasonably painful.

Desiring to earn himself the same response a second time, Shadow pulled the gun away from the hedgehog's neck, clicking the hammer back as he reached both hands to Sonic's lower waist. He gripped firmly, pressing the side of the pistol into him as he pushed the other back down. This time he rolled his hips in an unrestrained manner. If he was holding back before, how favorably would Sonic behave to that?

He shuddered at the wave of pleasure that washed over him, one that caused the ebony hedgehog to grunt almost silently in struggling concentration as he tried to continue.

Sonic felt his hands on his hips and prepared himself for something he knew Shadow was up to. What followed suit came very close to what he predicted. He couldn't have braced himself for it despite his strained attempts.

His back arched as a jolt of pleasure shot through his system, erupting near his groin and forcing his voice to comply into a raspy moan. "Sh-Shadow!" Came the shuddering reply. The hedgehog practically melted on top of him, becoming the writhing mess he's created out of Shadow. His passage walls were spasming in the moment and constricting the thick shaft exploiting them.

He never would have dreamed this could feel anything better than the awkward tension he was exposed to before but he had to hand it to Shadow, he was definitely making this better than the last time.

The black hedgehog's ears perked at the sound of his name. He was genuinely surprised his idea worked, and the return was so much more enticing than the last. He winced as he tried to control himself, opening one eye weakly to peer up at Sonic.

So, that went well. It was worth doing some more. He continued to push Sonic onto him, thrusting up and pulling back quickly, giving himself a split second to recover between each time. He choked, trying to hold back a throaty moan, and failing miserably as it escaped between clenched teeth. His claws started to dig into the fur, namely on Sonic's right hip as waves of pleasure raced through his veins.

Sonic was surprised at how fast he felt himself climbing toward an explosion of ecstasy. He predicted his climax relatively soon but held out as long as possible, at least wanting to outlast Shadow. It was hard when the hedgehog was pushing just the right button, making Sonic shiver on top of him and press down. He rode his thrusts, beginning to match his with his own. He was tempted to stroke his own shaft but he knew if he did that there would be no stopping his inevitable release.

He ground down onto Shadow without mercy, his breath hitching in the process as those nails dug deeper into his flesh just as Shadow's clung to his hips.

The other's eyes opened wide as Sonic gained control over the situation, making it almost impossible for him to think, or even breathe. Shadow's hips refused to cooperate, twitching unsteadily up into the other as he was slammed into time and time again, and another moan bubbled from the depths of his chest. He clenched his eyes shut again as he felt his abs tensing, arching his back towards Sonic, and he moved his hands up slowly.

Finally finding their destination, Shadow's bare fingers sank in, jerking the other towards him and holding tight as he still leaned forward. His face contorted uncontrollably as he bit into Sonic's shoulder, unable to do anything else as he climaxed, burying his face into Sonic's intoxicating fur. He spasmed within the other, spilling out of him and onto himself, trembling as all his muscles locked up against the hedgehog.

Sonic's eyes widened at the teeth that hit their target and pierced raw flesh. At this point it all became too much, even for someone as cool and fast as he was - well, he lived up to his name, partially. He did come fast but his climax exploded around the same time as Shadow's. Whether the black hedgehog would like it or not, his seed spurted from the tip of his throbbing member and coated Shadow's fur. Meanwhile Sonic was overwhelmed by the intense sensations that was evident from not only his own orgasm but Shadow's that buried his cum thickly into his bowels, some of which overflowing between them. It was a messy delight, an outcome both should have seen coming. Sonic wasn't too disappointed. Nothing another shower wouldn't fix.

His muscles felt like mush and he grew limp against Shadow as he struggled to catch his breath. His heart was pounding brutally against his chest, thumping harshly in his ears as his breath beat against the other's chest from where he currently laid his head.

As Shadow's body relaxed finally, his arms rolled off to his sides, worthless and almost lifeless - much like the rest of him. He unclamped his jaw, dropping his head back sharply against the floor with a dense thud. He panted, moaning in misery. He felt very much like he had the first time the two had engaged one another in these acts. The hedgehog couldn't move with Sonic's weight on top of him, which also made breathing a troublesome task, and taking a shower was the last thing on his mind as he twitched helplessly, unable to regain proper control of his body.

He opened his eyes slowly, acknowledging the warm fluids between the two with another groan, and spotting a small puncture on Sonic's shoulder. "You're bleeding," he noted lazily, lifting his head enough to lick at the spot apologetically.

Sonic grunted softly as he pointed something out, something Sonic hadn't noticed at first. He was still reveling in the aftermath of their actions, still failing to catch his breath when he suddenly felt Shadow licking him. The gesture was an unexpected one, one that didn't go unnoticed, and almost flattered Sonic to a certain degree. It was cute, in a way; and although the pressure stirred the tiniest sting, it started to dissipate as Sonic remained comfortably on the ebony hedgehog, trying to keep from falling asleep.

Again, Shadow let his head fall back heavily, closing his eyes in satisfaction that he'd gotten what he wanted out of Sonic, but still a little put off that he couldn't get up. Then again, as tired as he was, he didn't really know what he would do if he could get up. Not much. Besides, this was strangely comfortable, and he found himself growing warm in the cheeks for some reason other than the decidedly insane intercourse, but he couldn't place his finger on it. It had something to do with the 'warm chills' he was experiencing for the second time today, and they left him weak and without stubborn will.

He caught himself nodding off, and he whined agitatedly, nudging at Sonic to get off of his chest. It had to be the lack of oxygen that was making him so relaxed. There was no other excuse he could give himself. Unless Shadow was capable of gathering enough energy and strength to shove Sonic off himself, however, the spiky blue fiend was going nowhere. He was far too comfortable, and encouraged further to nap from his position alone. His eyes had slipped shut and his chest gradually returned to a normal rhythm as his breath brushed lightly over dark fur.

Sonic's arms wrapped around him unconsciously as though he was a big stuffed animal one couldn't help but snuggle against. Minus the dangerously sharp quills on his back. Shadow never felt so right.

'Ah... dammit.' The color in Shadow's muzzle increased, and he drooped his ears slightly. He managed to draw up an eyelid, glancing over at the azure speed demon, who seemed completely innocent at the moment. He scowled, looking away. It wasn't fair. And when those invading little arms snaked around him, he huffed, embarrassed. He was getting too comfortable around that bastard.. but he really was sleepy himself, however unfortunate. Still blaming it on Sonic, under the guise of his inability to get a whole lungful of air, he gave in, retiring with that pink tint on his features as they went slack.