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Man, sometimes meandering around your local sex shop is a fantastic idea.
Sonic is glad he let Rouge convince him to visit one with her, it had loads of cool stuff he had no idea even existed!
Strap ons that attach to your thigh? Who knew?
He could kiss whoever came up with that delicious concept on the goddamned mouth right now. They were a fricken godsend.
Shadow whimpers, not for the first time since they started this. Grinding down onto the rather large attachment Sonic strapped to himself, bare hands gripping the silky bedsheets like he could fall away otherwise.
“S-Sonic- ah- hah-”
Music to his ears, honestly.
Sonic absent-mindedly circles two fingers over his dick, cunt beyond wet at this point but sitting ignored. Heavily lidded eyes watch every grind Shadow makes downwards with rapt attention.
Fuck he's beautiful, Sonic has to tell him as much, mischievous grin adorning his features.
“Fuck Shad, you look so beautiful ridin' me like that.”
Shadow grunts indignantly, face screwing up as if his nose was assaulted by a bad smell. Face probably burning with how flushed it is.
“Shut the hell up.” He grits.
Drool is lightly falling over tan lips, jaw clenched hard. Shadow grunts as he continues grinding downwards despite the mirth in his tone.
“Ah ah.” Sonic chastises. “I'd play nice if you still want me to let you fuck me after all this.” Sonic knocks his thigh upwards, driving the dildo deeper into Shadow's hole to make him grunt all low and sexy again. “Don't you wanna be my good boy?”
That does indeed get another guttural grunt out of Shadow, right before it delves into somewhat of a whimper, his cock twitching at the abusive stimulation against his prostate.
“I-I hate you..”
He doesn't, Sonic knows it's the opposite, he loves being all pathetic for him.
“Awhh, you don't mean that.” The hand Sonic previously had tucked under his own quills to hold his head up moves to grab Shadow's hipbone, digging his thumb into an area he knows is ultra sensitive. “Now keep fuckin’ yourself on me pretty boy n'maybe I'll give you the privilege of fuckin’ me nice and deep, hm?”
Just the thought of fucking him gets a choked whine out of his grim rival. Shadow rolls his hips with more fervour than before, brows knitting together to make him look almost sad.
“P-please, please..”
Damnit that's cute.
“That's my good boy.” Sonic's thumb presses that spot again like it's a reward. His own hips rut up slightly to meet the fervent swipes he makes over his clit. “Takin’ me so well.”
Shadow's breaths stutter, his cock looks angry levels of red as it weeps precum down the length of itself. “I-I'm good?” He whimper-groans, and it makes Sonic's cunt pulse and clench with a need he has to ignore for now.
“Oh yeah.” Sonic grins. “You're bein’ such a good boy, so pretty takin’ my cock like that.”
“Hngh-” Shadow's eyes squeeze tighter shut, body quivering like he's cold, hunching over Sonic as his hips snap back and forth. “Sonic-”
Sonic watches the crease in his brow, the way his chest heaves and jostles sweat damp chest fur. Shadow's lean stomach muscles flex under his fur, heavy cock bouncing with every up and down movement. Sonic wants to film this, take a ton of close ups for him to jack off to later.
Shadow would hate that though, so Sonic tries extra hard to commit every little detail to memory instead, he does have a pretty good imagination after all.
Sonic lets out his own breathy moan, his fingers nudge a good spot against his dick, he can feel slick leaking down to his backside. Shadow's eyes open to thin slits, eyes threatening to roll upwards as he struggles to focus all his attention on Sonic's needy cunt.
“Sonic..” He breathes again, all needy sounding and rough. “I need- I- please-”
“What do ya need, baby?” Sonic's voice tries to come out as commanding as earlier. But he's honestly so close to cumming just from watching Shadow come apart on his fancy new toy. It's honestly a little embarrassing.
“Please, I need you-” Shadow breathes ruggedly, his cock weeping, flicking his pre against Sonic's lower body as it bounces. “I n-need it so bad-”
“Oh you do, do you?” Sonic's smirk is devilish, he's having the time of his life right now. His eyes dart back down to the rush of pre leaking out of his rival, and it gives him a rather cruel idea. “I wanna watch you cum on my toy first, then I'll letcha fuck me if you continue to be a good boy for me.”
Shadow practically sobs at the command, especially since Sonic told him earlier not to touch his own cock, or Sonic's.
Look but don't touch was the rule, a mean one maybe, but fun all the same.
“I-I can't.” Shadow chokes, his eyes are going glassy, voice rough and wet all at the same time. “I cant-”
“Yes you can.” Sonic insists, his cunt clenching again at Shadow's pathetic words and tone. “C'mon baby, I know you can do it, I wanna watch you cum untouched for me.”
His hand moves off Shadow's hip in favor of cupping the side of his face, soothing him by rubbing a thumb under his eye.
“You got this Shad, go on and cum for me, hm?” Sonic rumbles quietly, voice soft and fond. “I just know you'll look so perfect, you always do.”
It's the truth, Gaia Shadow looked so good when he came. Whether he was grunting and growling like a beast in heat, or whimpering and whining like a needy puppy, it was all hot to Sonic.
Sonic halts his eager swiping as Shadow hunches over him and whimpers again. The entirety of the ultimate lifeform shaking and shivering, quills bristled and clacking together softly. He instead cups Shadow's muzzle in both hands, scarlet eyes opening just barely so they could look up into luscious emeralds as Sonic leans up close.
“You got it.” Sonic whispers, the quietest he's been all evening. “You're doin' so good baby, so so good. You take me so well, I'm so proud of you.”
That seems to do it.
Shadow shudders, full bodied. Eyes rolling and fluttering, brow knitting together as sweat drips down his forehead and he cums with a loud grunt from bared teeth.
Sonic missed watching Shadow's cock spurt cum erratically. But he couldn't care less as he instead gets a show of Shadow's irises rolling upwards and his chin digging into Sonic's palms as he hunches forward. Hips still snapping back and forth in a stuttered, needy grind.
“That's it, there you go.” Sonic is on cloud nine right now, holy shit is he horny. This is so hot. “See I told ya you could do it.”
There is a hint of a taunt in his tone, it gets a frustrated growl out of Shadow as he comes down from his high and his brain struggles to come back online.
“You goddamned pest.” Shadow snarls, and oop- there's the tough guy he knows and loves. Typically taking a back seat in scenes like this.
Shadow's fur sparkles with a quick rush of red electricity, he pushes himself upwards quickly, the jittery-ness of his legs and body long forgotten post-orgasm. Sonic ends up laughing somewhat manically as Shadow rips the toy off him with his claws, throwing it to the side with no care for the state of it.
Sonic can't even find it in him to be mad about the destruction of his expensive purchase, he got it on a discount anyway, and he's far more focused on the way Shadow pins him to the bed by his shoulders and shoves his cock into him with no prep or lead up.
“Hoh- fuck!” Sonic shouts, his words delving into a flurry of loud, hearty, ecstatic giggles as Shadow fucks him just as hard and deep as he had promised. “H-holy shit!”
Blunt claws dig into Shadow's shoulders, strong cobalt legs wrap themselves around an obsidian waist as Shadow smacks into him with vigor.
He's grunting, snarling. All those pathetic whimpers and needy begging long forgotten as he takes what he wants and doesn't apologise for it. It makes Sonic's ears go hot with it, fuck he feels so lucky right now. Getting to watch Shadow become a mess in real time, then make just as much of a mess out of him in return.
“God- fuck- Shadow!” Sonic's head tips back to bare his neck, Shadow immediately takes that invitation for what it is and chomps down on sensitive flesh, using his teeth to hold him in place as his hips pick up speed. “Yes, yes! Fuck! Oh fuck, fuck me, Shadow! hah ah, oh- fuck yeah!”
Damn, he sounds worse than a sailor right now.
Oh well, who cares? Certainly not Shadow. It eggs him on and makes him pierce those dangerous fangs deeper into him.
Sonic grunts loud, shoving a hand in between their heaving chests and stomachs so he can swipe at his dick, hot flushes scattering across his body when he finally reaches it.
“Oh shit- keep doin' that.” Sonic chokes wet, groaning loudly. “M'gonna cum.”
His heels dig into Shadow's lower back, and he can feel how his long, skinny black tail wags excitedly. It's so fricken cute.
Between that, the huffing and grunting beside his ear. The wet smacks of their bodies meeting and the hurried swipes over his dick, Sonic can't hold back any longer. He's so pent up he could cry, but doesn't.
He calls out with an embarrassingly loud scream of pleasure, chanting Shadow's name like a mantra as his cunt clenches down tightly on the length inside him and cums.
Shadow groans deep at the feel of being squeezed by a vice. Sonic always clenches hard when he finishes and it hurts slightly, but the pain gets him off a second time anyway.
His teeth let go of Sonic's neck, a trail of spit and blood trailing after the lips leaving him. He pants and groans into the side of Sonic's muzzle and follows him over the edge.
Shadow slumps when he finishes, making Sonic wince as he has to struggle to pull his arm free from being trapped between their bodies.
Sonic feels so sweaty, hot all over as Shadow and him breath raggedly against one another. Chests and stomachs pressing together in rolling, sticky waves.
He wraps his arms and legs snugly around his counterpart, purposefully clenching down on the softening cock inside him just to be a pest and get Shadow to whimper again. (Which he does.)
Sonic chokes around his own wet breathing. “Damn, that was good.”
“Hmnn” Shadow agrees tiredly, snout pressed into Sonic's jugular and showing no signs of leaving it anytime soon.
It makes Sonic giggle, chest tightening with all his emotions and endorphins. Feeling rather tired himself as he wraps around his rival and closes his eyes, sated. At least for now.