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Day 2: Monster fucking/Grooming
Partially covering his face with his cloak, and with half-closed eyes, Shadow tried to see as best he could through the blizzard that had caught him off guard. His other hand was holding the horse's stirrup forcefully. His horse moved with difficulty through the snow and the storm.
Shadow had left town hours ago because his older sister, Maria, had not sent him a letter for days, even though the young woman had promised him that she would. The reason for her trip had been a fair that was in the city. Maria had wanted to take her inventions there and sell them at a good price. Shadow couldn't go because he was busy working at the library, so he made his sister promise to take care of herself and send him a letter as soon as she arrived.
Almost four days had already passed.
His boss and some townspeople downplayed it, saying that Maria was probably having a great time and had forgotten to write. But Shadow had a hard time believing that. Maria never broke a promise (and neither did he). She also knew how much the striped hedgehog cared about her, how protective he was. Maria would have sent her brother a letter as soon as possible to reassure him.
Shadow knew something bad had happened.
Unable to wait any longer, and only packing a couple of clothes and some cheese and bread, Shadow had jumped on his horse and galloped into the forest immediately, where the road to the city was.
Night had arrived but he did not stop, determined to cross a couple more kilometers. Then snowflakes began to fall, and a wind joined shortly after, freezing and whistling in Shadow's ears, who tried to hold the hood that covered his ears.
His horse tried to stop, but Shadow forced him to continue. He hoped to find shelter soon.
And for better or worse, he did.
Through the snowstorm, he could see the silhouette of a building, quite large. Relieved, Shadow galloped as best he could until he reached the building. As he drew closer, he could make out the details more clearly.
It was a huge mansion with white walls, large windows, and a dark green roof. It was surrounded by a grey stone wall, with a rusty black gate as an entrance. It was so old that it had opened by itself due to the wind. Shadow quickly crossed it and continued to the entrance of the mansion. Obviously he couldn't take his horse inside, and assuming that the place was abandoned, he decided to leave his companion in a fairly large stable that was near the entrance.
Now he was on his own.
Shadow climbed the stone steps that led to the wooden door and knocked using the wolf-shaped knocker there. He called a couple more times to make sure, but no one came to answer. Satisfied and relieved with that, Shadow entered. The first thing he noticed was that the torches were lit. At the end of the corridor, covered by a long red carpet, stood a wooden staircase. Against the walls lay suits of armor covered in dust and cobwebs, as were the corners of the walls. Was anyone here?
Shadow sneezed and decided to worry about that later. Right now he wanted to find a comfortable room to sleep in.
He looked in the different rooms, all of which were dark, finding a dining room, a kitchen, a library... When he reached the door behind the stairs, he found a staircase behind it leading to the basement. From below, a desolate cry could be heard.
Shadow barely hesitated before deciding to go down, but first he grabbed a lit torch from the hallway, as it was completely black. Cautiously, he descended the stairs.
"Hello? Who is it?"
Suddenly, the crying stopped. Feeling afraid, Shadow quickened his pace until he reached the bottom. The stairs led directly to a dark dungeon, with only a tiny barred window through which the moon peeked.
"Is anyone here?" Shadow called.
And then...
"Shadow?"
He turned his head so fast in the direction of that voice that he almost got whiplash.
The owner of that voice was Maria.
She was inside one of the cells, kneeling on the floor, holding the bars tightly until her knuckles turned white.
“MARIA!”
Shadow dropped the torch and quickly approached her, kneeling down without caring about the prick he felt in his knees or the dirt on the floor.
“Maria, what happened to you?" he asked, taking his sister's hands and squeezing them affectionately. Looking closer, he noticed how his sister's golden hair, normally perfectly styled without a single strand out of place, was disheveled. Tears streamed down her dirty cheeks. Her clothes were dirty too.
"Shadow, it's such a joy to see you," she said with a trembling smile, which vanished suddenly. "But you have to leave, now!"
"Are you kidding? I'm not leaving without you."
"Please, you have to run before he finds you!"
"Who?"
"A huge beast. When I took refuge from the storm in this mansion, I heard noises, so I investigated. That's when I saw him, hiding in the shadows. Furious, he locked me in here!"
"Don't worry, Maria, I'll get you out of here," Shadow assured her, scanning the cell, looking for a way to free her. The girl shook her head.
"No, no, you have to—"
Suddenly the creak of the door that led to the basement echoed. A few steps indicated how someone was slowly descending. Shadow's ears perked up at the sound. His head turned to the stairs as the footsteps grew louder. Maria's eyes widened, and her pupils shrank to pinpoints.
"Oh, no, it's coming," terrified, she began to push Shadow away with difficulty. "Hide, before he comes!"
"Maria, calm down," Shadow pleaded, holding her hands, not taking his eyes off the stairs. A huge shadow appeared first. The black hedgehog's heartbeat began to resonate rapidly in his ears like the galloping of a horse.
Finally the Beast, the one who had imprisoned Maria and who was so feared by her, arrived in the basement.
When Shadow saw him, he fell on his rear. His breath hitched. The blood in his veins froze. His mouth opened slightly.
In front of him the Beast looked down at him.
He was tall, so tall that his head touched the ceiling. His fur was mostly a dark blue, almost black, except for his muzzle and the oval on his chest, which were a lighter blue. He had huge hands and sharp claws that glistened next to his fangs in the moonlight that came in through the small window. Around her wrists, like bracelets, was white fur. He had a white shirt barely buttoned, black ripped pants, and big brown boots.
From its spines and the shape of its nose, Shadow guessed it was part hedgehog, part wolf.
"You're... You're..." Shadow stammered, his jaw dropping. Sonic looked at him intently, tilting his head.
"Yes, I'm a werehog."
Shadow blinked, still processing what he was seeing.
"Shadow, run! He's the one who locked me up!" Maria shouted, trying once again to push him through the bars. But Shadow didn't run. He glared angrily at the monster in front of him, his fear disappearing in an instant.
"Why did you lock up my sister?"
The Beast looked at Shadow with sadness.
"Because she saw me," the creature explained softly. "I've been hiding from the world for years because of my appearance. If someone were to see me..." He shook his head. "That's why I can't let her go."
"Maria won't tell anyone, she's a good person!"
"Yes I'll keep the secret as thanks for letting me stay!" Maria added desperately. The werehog shook his head.
"I can't be sure. I need to be sure."
Maria covered her face and burst into tears. Shadow lowered his head, pondering what to do.
He closed his eyes when he reached his conclusion. He turned to Maria, who was still crying.
"Hey," he called softly. His sister lifted her flushed, tear-streaked face. Shadow extended his hand, and Maria took it with her trembling one. "Everything's going to be alright," he assured her before kissing her hand. “I love you”.
She looked at him, confused, as Shadow stood up, calmly brushed the dust from his knees, and turned to Sonic.
"What if I offer you a token?" Shadow asked calmly.
"A token?" The Beast frowned, confused.
"A token of trust. Of proof that Maria won't tell anyone."
"And what would that be?"
"Me."
"WHAT?" Maria shouted.
"I'll take her place. I'll pay the price. Besides, I'll serve as proof that Maria won't tell anyone," Shadow explained.
"SHADOW, NO, DON'T DO IT!" the girl screamed, grabbing the bars.
"What are you saying? That..." The creature remained silent for a moment. He admired Shadow's appearance, his ebony-black fur with blood-red stripes. His ruby eyes shining with bravery and determination. His upright and courageous posture. His raised quills, reminding him of the stars. The brown cape over his shoulders, giving him a heroic air. The courage to offer himself in exchange for saving his sister.
The Beast fell in love.
Maybe… this was his chance to break the curse.
“Alright. Then it's a deal”.
“NO, SHADOW, NO!!!!" Maria cried as the werehog approached the cell and unlocked it with a key. Once open, the girl threw herself at her brother and hugged him tightly. "Don't do this, please!"
"It's for the best, Maria," he murmured, stroking her long blond hair. "I stand out in the village. They don't like me. But... they adore you. You have a great future." He stepped back to look into her eyes. "And who knows, maybe this isn't permanent."
"Okay, you've talked, now you have to go," Sonic said, approaching the siblings.
"No, not without him!" she declared, shaking her head.
"Maria..."
The Beast sighed and picked up the girl, pulling her away from Shadow and hoisting her onto his shoulder.
"Put me down, put me down!" she kicked and punched, but in the end, Sonic carried her out of the castle. Once alone, Shadow collapsed to his knees, panting heavily, overwhelmed by emotion and realisation of what he had just done.
After a few moments of silence, the werehog returned.
"Oh, you're still there," he remarked as Shadow looked up at him from the ground. "Get up, I'm going to take you to your room."
Confused, Shadow got up and began to follow him throughout the long hallways, noticing some paintings decorating the walls.
"There's something I don't understand," Shadow muttered. "Why did you lock Maria in a cell, but I have my own room?"
"Because I know you're not going to escape," The Beast said, looking at him over his shoulder. "You promised to stay in her place."
"Ah."
They remained silent for a couple of minutes.
"Sorry..." Shadow began, somewhat nervous but trying to sound relaxed. "But since we're going to be living together, could you tell me your name?"
"It's Sonic," he replied. "And I know your name," he added, looking at him with a smile. "A curious name, but one that strangely suits you."
"Is that a compliment?"
"It depends," Sonic retorted with a chuckle. Shadow frowned but didn't press the issue.
Finally, they arrived. Like a true gentleman, Sonic opened the door and stepped aside to let Shadow pass. The shorter hedgehog raised an eyebrow, though the gesture didn't bother him. The room was quite spacious, with cream-colored walls adorned with paintings, a large window overlooking the forest, and a large, inviting-looking canopy bed.
For a moment Shadow felt more at ease—thinking they would be alone—when the door behind him slammed shut. He spun around quickly.
Sonic was standing in front of the closed door.
"What are you doing?" Shadow asked, wrapping his cape around himself as if it were a shield. The Beast simply stared at him with those large, beautiful eyes that reminded Shadow of the forest in Spring. Silently, he began to draw closer to Shadow, who backed away on trembling legs until his thighs hit the edge of the bed, halting his retreat.
"We need to make the deal official," Sonic explained in a low voice, stopping close enough to Shadow to almost brush against him with his chest.
"Make it official... how?" the smaller hedgehog asked, swallowing hard. Sonic immediately tore the cape off him, eliciting a gasp of surprise from Shadow. "What are you doing?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" the creature questioned, abruptly unbuttoning Shadow's white shirt—sending two buttons flying. "I'm undressing you."
"And why is that?!" Shadow demanded, covering himself with his shirt, his cheeks burning. Sonic tilted his head, confusion clearly written on his face.
"I thought it was obvious..."
"Obvious what?!"
"I can't fuck you with your clothes on."
For several seconds, the only sound was the whistling of the wind outside the window.
“A-Are you serious…?”
“Dead serious”, Sonic said ...as he reached out a massive hand toward Shadow.
"But—!"
"You belong to me now," Sonic interrupted, gripping the striped hedgehog's arm. "And this act will make it official."
Shadow lowered his head, pressing his lips together. He had never slept with anyone before; he hadn't been interested. Besides, even if he had wanted to, he was the only Mobian in his village—no one would have wanted to do it with him.
"Don't put up too much of a fight, and it won't be so bad," Sonic whispered, caressing with his thumb the arm he was holding before letting go. After a couple of deep breaths, Shadow shifted his shoulders, allowing his shirt to slide off and fall to the floor.
"Be gentle," he murmured, avoiding the werewolf-hedgehog's gaze. Satisfied, Sonic grabbed Shadow by the torso with just one hand and laid him down on the bed, eliciting a startled gasp.
“Il make sure you enjoy it”, Sonic assured him with a grin as he ripped the pants off Shadow's legs, destroying the garment.
“Was that necessary?”, Shadow complained, raising his head to frown at Sonic, who just chuckled while taking off his shoes.
“It's been a while, forgive me if I'm impatient”.
“Exactly how long?”, Shadow asked, feeling nervous again when Sonic unbuckled his belt and threw it on a corner of the room.
“I don't wanna talk about it”.
Shadow wanted to insist to distract him for a while, but never got the chance because Sonic suddenly grabbed him by the waist with both hands and lifted him up, beginning to kiss him roughly. At first, their lips and teeth clashed, making Shadow wince in pain. As an apology, Sonic licked his cheek, leaving a trail of saliva—a gesture that made Shadow roll his eyes. With a chuckle, Sonic licked Shadow’s neck, making him shiver, and then slipped his tongue into Shadow’s mouth, startling him. The smaller hedgehog gripped Sonic’s quills tightly, as if trying to ground himself. His mouth felt full, and could only make choking noises.
When Sonic pulled away, Shadow gasped for air as if he had been drowning, with a long strand of saliva trailing down to his chin. Sonic licked his lips, gazing at the hedgehog in his hands with a satisfied smile. Once Shadow caught his breath, he glared angrily at Sonic. He opened his mouth to hurl an insult, but Sonic stopped him by pinning him down onto the bed.
While Shadow stared up at him with ruby eyes wide in shock, Sonic grabbed his legs, spread them in a T position and proceeded to lick his pinkish slit with his long tongue.
“AH!”, Shadow gasped, throwing his head back and clinging to the sheets tightly. Sonic smirked satisfied and licked again, creating a weird tickle sensation in Shadow's lower belly.
“Ah…” , Shadow sighed softly, closing his eyes to the heady sensations. His fingers relaxed their grip on the sea blue blankets under him. Sonic continued licking long and slowly, every stroke of his tongue drawing trembling sighs out of pleasure from Shadow, whose eyelids fluttered and were on the verge of closing.
However, Sonic felt the need for more. He stopped his licking, and—admiring how Shadow’s pink lower lips glistened with moisture—he slid his tongue inside, startling Shadow.
"A-AH!" Shadow moaned, quickly covering his mouth with one hand while gripping the fur on Sonic’s head with the other. Grining, Sonic stroked his soft inner walls, making Shadow tremble and squirm. It reminded Sonic of a fish out of water thrashing about while being held by the tail, since Shadow was barely resting on the bed and was still being held by the legs.
Finally, Sonic reached the sensitive spot and, without hesitation, pressed against it repeatedly, causing Shadow to arch his back and moan even more loudly. A pressure built in Shadow's lower abdomen; he began to whimper with pleasure as Sonic continued to flick his tongue against his clitoris over and over, searing the incredibly sexy image of the black hedgehog into his mind.
“So-Sonic…”, he babbled. Hearing that deep voice speak his name in such a weak tone made Sonic instantly drop. Sonic pulled his tongue out.
“Are you enjoying it?”
“Y-Yes”, Shadow stammered, with his cheeks dusted red and his legs shaking. Proud of himself, Sonic lowered Shadow's legs, positioning Shadow’s crotch so that it faced his penis. Sensing the movement, Shadow opened one eye, only to immediately open both in horror upon seeing the beast’s enormous member; it was nearly as large as his arm.
"Wait, you're not going—"
Suddenly, Sonic rammed into him, and the words died in Shadow's throat. His entire body froze in shock; wide-eyed, he stared at the bulge distending his stomach. Sonic had only thrust in half his length.
"Wh-What..."
"I like the way it looks," Sonic whispered before slowly pulling his cock out—making Shadow shudder—and then thrusting back in; Shadow tried in vain to break free of Sonic’s iron grip on his legs.
"Pl-Please, don't—" The air was knocked from his lungs, and his hands clutched the sheets once more as if they were a lifeline. He gasped, struggling to form words, but Sonic picked up the pace, thrusting in and out with animalistic speed while grunting in pleasure. Shadow screamed and moaned, tears spilling over and wetting his flushed cheeks as the head of Sonic’s cock slammed against his cervix. Pain and pleasure mingled, driving him to climax with a moan that sounded like a sob and swept away his consciousness.
He barely noticed the way Sonic cleaned his stained tights with his long tongue, or how he moved him so Shadow had his head laying in a pillow, or how he was being covered by a soft blanket.
“Good night”, was the last thing he heard before he felt a kiss on his cheek and fell asleep.
By tomorrow, he wouldn't remember how his stomach had swelled with semen.