Memeboxing

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[HEY, SONIC, YOU'RE GOING TOO FAST TO NOTICE THE PITCH ALL OVER YOUR TRACK!]

[muah ha ha.]

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[Well, not UNTIL IT'S TOO LATE TO STOP]

WhoawhoawhoaWHOA--

[ScrEEEEEESPLUT tumblethump splatterSPLAK! Sonic is now covered in tar and half-stuck to the road.]

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[That triggers the release that overturns a bucket and drops feathers on him.]

[Oh, for the luvva crap.]

[Is that... laughter from over there?]

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PFFT! PFFFHT! Alright, who's the wiseguy!?

[Sonic rarely gets truly angry. And even now he's more incensed than anything. You would be too if you were spitting feathers anywhere and still stuck to the pavement. OWowow, tail is stuck, tail is stuck... After carefully peeling it up he looks in the direction of the laughter.]

[obfuskate]

[ A freezing winter's night always begged for a little warmth.

Finding himself with anyone else would have left Shadow distant, uncomfortable, cold. He couldn't ever be into anyone sexually, at least not beyond whatever hidden desires he feverishly denied. He couldn't get physical with anyone, not at risk of bonding with them on a level far beyond pleasuring each other. No matter how much the warm heart of a lover could keep him cozy during the throes of December, he knew it was not in his destiny to achieve one.

It didn't mean, however, that he abhorred loving himself.

Yet another reason he couldn't be with anyone, he mused, heated, slender fingers plunging into a well-lubricated hole, slicking in and out and pressing towards his abdomen in search of his own sweet spot. No, that was not in any way an anal hole, but something far wetter, far more flexible, far more... unacceptable for his gender. Of course, society never took well to hermaphroditic status, let alone anything straying even slightly away from cis, and it left him jaded, perhaps even self-conscious. It was an abnormality, something he had trouble coming to terms with for the sole reason that it felt nearly taboo, this reproductive system structure he was created with.

At this moment, however, he didn't care. He was alone, pumping to and fro and massaging his fingers against his most sensitive wall, leaving him grunting and groaning and keening. That was fine. That was all he needed, and it was going to stay that way --

-- or was it? ]

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[Sonic was a professional trespasser. There was no such thing as a closed door to him, and a KEEP OUT sign was an invitation. But Sonic picked the worst -- as in, least acceptable -- time to just wander into into Shadow's room.]

Hey Shadow, I can't find Amy's gift have ya seen WHOA --

[Initially his only level of realization is the motion and moans. Oh jeez, he walked in on something private and was probably going to get a roundhouse kick aimed at his face for barging in! He backpedals and half-closes the door between himself and the capricious black hedgehog, a shield from thrown objects as well as sight. Still, he can't help but chuckle. What? It's FUNNY.]

Hehe, yow, sorry Shadow! Hey, yanno, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta...

[Waaaaait. Somewhere in his head a clump of neurons points out a subtle but MASSIVE INDISCREPANCY with the idiom in the blurry mental freeze-frame of what he just saw. Was he... was that... No, no, he must have been seeing things...]

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[ Oh.

Well, that certainly made him jump with a yelp, fingers slipping right out of his puss with a quiet 'schlick'. The expressions he cycled through began with shock - what is he doing here?! - and continued to anger, to total fury, to offense, and then to... fear.

That was fear, wasn't it? Shadow's face was contorted in a way that it seemed like it, more than likely, but perhaps it wasn't. Chances were, he was trying to hide such a feeling, and sure enough, he was. He couldn't be afraid, not of his rival, but the way he caught him, everything he saw...

This was the last thing he ever wanted to happen. ]

... Why.

Didn't.




You knock.

[ His cheeks were still tinged with red, his labia visible for him to see, and his breathing was heavy and audible. He was in quite a position, and for once, he wasn't sure if he'd rather stick around and kick Sonic's ass, or to just... punch him in the dick once and scurry off like a shrew.

This has to be some kind of bad dream. ]

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[Fortunately Sonic is still concealed behind the door and out of sight of Shadow's telltale range of emotion. He doesn't reply at first, still grasping to piece together what he just saw. No, no he's pretty sure he wasn't mistaken, he had a whole eighth of a second to look after all... He turns his head against the door.]

I didn't think you'd be... i-in the middle of somethin' like that!

[He can't help it. He's GOT to know for sure. He leans back and peers around the door, ears folding back.]

Whoa... [Yup. He was right.] So you're a--

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[ How... shameful, really, to be in this state, spread out in front of his rival like dinner to be served, so to speak. Shadow feels his legs press tighter, hardly concealing the goods, but rather, punctuating his situation by bringing out his lips. The blood is already flowing freely towards the area, leaving him so obviously aroused, vulva pink and flushed with desire.

How his arousal isn't disappearing upon Sonic's entrance, however...

Well, that's the one thing he really doesn't want him to take to heart. ]

Her... maphrodite. [ He squeezes his eyes shut, not even bearing to look at the horror on his face. So taboo, so wrong, so unbecoming, so unlike what the Ultimate Lifeform should even be--! ]

Yes. I am.

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...Wow.

[Does that sound like the voice of shame and horror, Shadow? Now that his curiosity is sated, something else keeps him staring. A kind of awe. Fascination. Shadow was hiding that the whole time? How? Sonic couldn't fathom having to do that for years! Now that Sonic looks, he's kinda got the hips going for him... her... naw, he'll stick with "him" for a pronoun. Now that Sonic's pretty sure he's not going to get a rocket sneaker to the temple, he ducks inside to keep the door closed. He's good enough to avert his eyes. Mostly.]

I had no idea! Hey, uh... don't worry, your secrets safe with me!

[If Shadow looks, he can catch a glimpse of the base of Sonic's tail vibrating, ringing like a cat's, just before he turns and crosses his arms with a smirk.]

But there's no reason you need ta be ashamed of what you are...

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[ Shadow is keeping his eyes on him now, so yes, he does notice that tail shivering with... Is that delight? Curiosity? He can't really tell. He lifts his upper body, propping himself with his palms flat on the mattress, and with that motion, he feels his toes curl. Oh, his pelvis is still feeling that pressure, that need. It's driving him crazy. ]

No. This is wrong. You...

[ He resists the urge to drop his gaze, and instead, he stares firmly ahead, tail swishing in a mixture of longing and agitation. He wants to get back down there!! ]

You don't understand. You are not supposed to know this. It's... repulsive...

[ He sharply inhales, releasing some of the tension in his thighs. It's leaving him more and more engorged, and that is not helping his situation here. ]

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[Dammit Shadow why do you always have to play the martyr like this? Sonic never hurt you as much as you hurt himself...]

Whaddiya mean, "I'm not supposed to know this?" I don't think it's repulsive! [With Amy chasing his ass around, he's had all of ten seconds in his life to actually consider his sexuality. Usually that would be plenty of time for him to do anything, but this takes more than a snap decision. Slower instincts are at work, which was, incidentally, why he found it so difficult.]

...I mean, you're... I, uh...

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[ Reluctantly, Shadow pulls himself up in full, resting on his rear with his legs still closed shut. Now his assets are completely out of view, hidden away for Sonic's eyes not to see again. He gathers this much: he isn't disgusted by it. That's just fine and great.

That still leaves the burning question on his mind:

What does he think of this? ]

You... what? [ His voice is a little softer, less filled with pure shock and fury. ] Just tell me already.

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I... I think it's cool!

[Those full, dewey folds that he just saw on display are not "cool." They distract in a way that made in very warm indeed in fact, but he cannot and WILL not attach a riskier adjective than that. Their rivalry was such that he didn't want to concede to the sleek black hedgehog the mix of envy and... something else. Something he never could put a word to. The blush on his muzzle and the shiver of his tail betrays it, however.]

I... like it.

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You...

[ He likes it.

He thinks it's 'cool'.

How on Earth does he think this- this travesty of a reproductive system is cool?

...

Ah.

Of course. Those teenage hormones seem to be getting to him. Shadow doesn't take it personally, given this is normal upon a young male seeing a dripping wet pussy before him. It's, needless to say, expected. However, he still can't help but feel his heart skip a beat, the idea of Sonic wanting him in that way being...

No, no, that's not something he can just do. He can't risk that kind of emotional attachment. It's wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Then...

Then why does he want it so badly? ]

You... like it. [ He feels his legs part ever so slightly once more, his muzzle a lovely shade of red. He didn't expect any of that, so to hear it leaves him feeling that icy wall around his heart crack. ]

What are you implying? [ A stupid question he's sure about the answer to, but he wants to hear it, confirm it, maybe see where it all might go. Wrong, wrong, wrong. ]

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I-I'm not really sure myself. Look, I know you're not interested in anyone gettin' close. That's just the way you are. But if you were I'd...

[His gaze averted for a moment, now goes up to meet Shadow's.] I'd climb up onto that bed with ya, and figure it out as I go.

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[ He felt as if Sonic knew how to crack him wide open. That was what came to his own mind, just... figuring it out and taking it for what it was, but he was afraid. Worried. Wrong. Wrong.

With Sonic offering, however...

Shadow just couldn't refuse.

He scooted back a little more, back pressing onto a few propped pillows (he had quite a number of them), legs fully pulling apart and leaving everything for him to behold. He breathed hotly, wantonly, his gaze fierce, yet not with anger or irritation. ]

I'm not stopping you.

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[Was this a trick? Was Shadow going to beat the hell out of him the moment he got close, to teach him a lesson for being too soft or something? 'Cuz he would do that. His ears swivel curiously, gaze slipping down Shadow's body than up again. Suddenly his throat is very dry, and he swallows animatedly. The last thing he figured would happen would be for Shadow to call him on this.]

[He almost watches himself slink across the room and climb up onto the bed with him, looking down at him from his suspended position above. From there Shadow has a very good window into just how nervous he actually is.]

[He has a NOTION of how to do this, how to treat someone in bed, it wasn't as though he hasn't entertained the thought daily since he was sixteen or anything... but all the thought he'd put into it was with someone more feminine. Delicate and soft, maybe a little cloyingly so. That's what he was certain he was in for. But with Shadow? Where the hell does he start? He isn't even sure if he should kiss him! Would he want that? He'd probably just expect Sonic to do the deed and leave, right? As little emotion as possible. Jeez, he can't bring himself to do that... Although it's temping.]

No, the question is, do you WANT me to? [He feels himself hardening inside already, but he favors him with a simple stroke up his arm for now.]

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[ The way Sonic is uneasy, however, brings Shadow some form of comfort. They both are inexperienced, unsure, uncertain. That brings about this sense of patience, a mutual sense of understanding each other during their plunge into the unknown. His body language is tense, but not with rage and fury like Sonic might know from him. Instead, he's a little... embarrassed at his lack of knowledge.

Being the Ultimate Lifeform, he should know everything about even this.

Oh, but he wants it. He knows he does. He just doesn't want to draw close, his heart opening itself to a future of hurt, and yet... this is Sonic. Even in his close brushes with death, his moments of supposedly certain death, he pulled out just fine. He was strong. He could defend himself better than anyone, even better than he himself, the Ultimate Life.

Would he be okay? Would they be okay?

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Fuck it. ]

Yes. [ He swallows the lump in his throat and rises, nearing Sonic, just enough so that he can feel his breathing brush against his cheek. ] I... I do. [ His hand trails to the blue hog's own, cupping it tenderly, an affectionate gesture that is not of someone looking for an emotionless quickie. ]

Stay.

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[The returned gesture earns a surprised glance to his own arm, then back to his partner.]

...Yeah. Okay.

[One more hesitating motion, and he tilts his head, bringing his lips up for a clumsy, but sincere, kiss.]

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[ They meld together so perfectly, albeit a bit sloppily, but he finds that he wants nothing more. It leaves Shadow feeling as if the wind's been knocked out of him by the 'hog that is one with the wind. He has taken him by storm, and already, it makes any trace of regret seep away.

Sonic's kiss has left him breathless, spellbound, and he couldn't have it any other way.

He no longer has hesitation, so he pushes forward, arms slipping lovingly around his beloved's shoulders, pulling him gently. He gives the slightest tilt of his head, increasing pressure and moaning with need, with passion, signifying his acceptance and approval. Oh, goodness, he already feels so feverish, so wet, and oh, how he needs him now more than ever. ]

A-Ah... [ He pulls his mouth away, panting wetly and hotly, his breath damp as vapor. He feels one of his hands slip downward, stroking down the peach fuzz of his chest. ] I'm... impressed.

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[He makes a small gasp of surprise as Shadow closes the gap between them, his slim body meshing against his own, the sudden change literally taking his breath away. Then he draws an arm around the small of his back, pulling him close on the bed. It feels so natural, so right...] Mmmn--

[He was already hard, but it had been hidden by fur and clever biology. Now Sonic finds himself panting as well, eyes hazy, the head of his arousal finally showing itself below.]

Wow... S-so am I... [His voice is low, breathless and quiet. He wishes he could think of something better to say. One gloved hand trails up, fingers burying themselves in the thick ruff around his collarbone.]

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[ Oh, that's an intelligent move. That spot of Shadow's is sensitive, enough so that he never lets anyone touch it unless he trusts them. Once those fingers dig into that tuft, he doesn't respond with distrust or fear. Instead, his sweet, almost submissive purring echoed forth, eyes fluttering shut. He didn't go on enough to let himself unsheathe, but just Sonic's presence, the heated air of intimacy brings the tip of his own member peeking forth.

He feels no shame now. It's... It's okay now. ]

Mmm... [ His gaze flits down to the small thickness showing through his partner's pelvis, licking at his own lips. Oh, he wants to dive down on him now, but is it even alright? Truthfully, there is only one way to find out. ]

Sonic... [ His eyes catch emerald, and immediately, he feels his chest tighten from the intensity of the moment. Breathe, Shadow. In and out now. ] May I?

I need better icons for this. XP

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[He quietly thrills at the purring, dropping kisses along his muzzle. The question stills him for a moment, as his focus had been on the downy fur of his ruff and his lower back. He blinks. May he... what?]

[Oh... OH. R-really? He swallows loudly, feels his pulse quicken, his cock pressing further outward. Shadow actually wants to...?]

I, ah... Yeah.

LMAO i feel you but not for this guy

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Mm-hmm...

[ Shadow wastes absolutely no time. He drops down, mouth watering so slightly at the idea of what he's about to do. He can't say he's ever done... this, even with a toy to practice with, so he has no idea what to do, let alone how to be careful with his fangs. (That's what worries him the most.) It's now or never, though, and there's only one way to do this: to just dive right in.

He presses his hands onto Sonic's hips, holding him in place as he flicks his tongue out, gently lapping at the tip of his lust, immediately noticing its fleshy taste. He has to wonder how that will feel when he gets to actually sucking on it, but right now, he doesn't want to sit and ponder. No lunch breaks. He wants to focus on giving him pleasure. ]

Ahh... [ He swirls the muscle around the head, eyes lifting to view his mate's reaction as he works on him. Does it feel good? Is he doing okay to start? ]