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Shadow didn’t have much luck with his love life.

Here he is pushing his mid-forties with silver streaks in his grey quills and has already been through one failed engagement and two failed long-term relationships. He had no genuine desire to try for anything else that involved commitment because it simply never worked for various reasons.

One being that Shadow took his job very seriously. He dove into it, made it his entire life. Being CEO of the world’s largest security corporation didn’t come without its fair share of responsibilities and Shadow had worked his ass off to build GUN from the ground up.

Call it the Alpha in him. The need to rule. To be in charge. At the top. His fingers are in every little dealing that happens in his business, no matter how many times his ex-fiancée tells him he needs to relax. He just can’t seem to do it. Can’t settle down..

Shadow lives off the rush. The gamble. The fear of failure that’s been embedded in him since he was a *child*.

However, being an alpha certainly came with other needs. Needs that couldn’t be met in the office.

That’s why he’s here at the bar. He needed a damn drink. Why? Because he was coming close to his rut and had an incredible amount of frustration building up between that and his damn job. Despite the suppressors doing their job of keeping his rut dulled and at bay, it didn’t stop the Alpha from getting moody as fuck and his instincts from rearing their head..

But a drink might.
At least for a little bit.

The dark hedgehog sits at the bar, eyes on his phone as he reads over a few emails— despite trying to get his head out of the office, he never really could. Nothing interesting enough to keep his attention long enough. Lifting his glass to his lips, taking a swig of the ‘Old Fashioned’ he ordered, Shadow reveled in the burning sensation in his throat as he forwarded an email to his list of upper management.

A quiet and irritated growl comes from his throat at the fact that no one seems to be able to do their jobs properly these days. Rolling his eyes, Shadow shoves his phone back in his pocket, fully prepared to call it a night and head home to probably sit at his computer another four hours, typing even more emails and presentations.

Fuck him.

That is.. until his eyes lift to catch the pretty thing sitting a few empty seats to his right.

When did he get there?

The sudden object of his curiosity was a stunning and peculiar shade of blue, one not commonly found among most Mobians. Deep and rich cobalt. His eyes were a bright contrast to the deep blue, shimmering emerald in the low lighting of the bar. He leaned forward, back all arched pretty with his elbows propped on the counter, tail perked out and curled up. Everything about him screamed omega.

Everything except that brash confidence he oh so obviously wore.

His smirk was sly and mischievous. His quills were sharp and a bit unkempt, as most youths were these days. He sipped his drink, and Shadow’s eyes followed his mouth, the way his throat clenched when he swallowed..

And oh, the older Alpha wanted.

That’s a first.

Shadow can’t remember the last time he actually *wanted* someone.

Probably his ex.

And that was years ago.

And yet this kid.. seemed to do it for him.

Shadow slowly pulled his phone back out of the pocket of his suit’s pants, leaning against the counter once more and scrolling mindlessly through emails once again to seem as though he was busy when really, he was side eyeing that eye candy beside him. What he wouldn’t give to sink his teeth into that ass..

He shifts on his seat.

Mentally scolding himself for the unnecessary lust and blaming it on his approaching rut, but it didn’t stop him from eavesdropping when the bartender came over to hand the kid back his debit card.

“Sorry, kid. Declined.”

“What?? Must be a mistake. Try again.”

His voice was obnoxious. All cocky and cheeky and Shadow wanted to shut him up with teeth and tongue.He keeps listening.

“I tried four times. Swiped, inserted, all of it. It bounced.”

“Oh..,” that confidence dwindled with a shaky nervousness, an awkward chuckle rumbling in Shadow’s ears, “Well maybe there’s some other way I can pay??”

“I’ll take care of it,” Shadow hears someone say.
Oh wait—
…
That was him.

The bartender’s eyes shift to him, but Shadow’s too busy drowning in emerald. He feels an immediate zing through his chest, his breath being stolen by the sight, and damn, this kid has to know how insanely attractive he is.

“Whatever. As long as someone pays,” The bartender grunts, Shadow already having slipped out his platinum card to hand over to him. He disappears with it to take care of the blue hedgehog’s bill. Shadow watches him go before his eyes slowly sink back to the kid next to him, finding him looking back.

“Pretty thing like you shouldn’t have to worry about buying his drinks..,” Shadow finds himself saying in a deep and rumbly voice, once again baffled by the words coming out of his mouth.
He was easily twice this kid’s age.

He hoped he didn’t come across as an old creep.

The dark hedgehog tips his drink back again, finishing it off before setting the empty glass down and turning in his seat to grab his suit jacket, which he had resting on the stool next to him. Initially, he had put it there to keep anyone from sitting near him, but now, he somewhat regretted that decision.

Pulling the coat back on and straightening his tie, Shadow moves to sit on a stool closer to the kid. Now there is only one between them, rather than two.

Waiting for his card to be returned to him, the older Alpha decides to strike up a conversation. “You make it a habit to go out drinking without means to pay?” he mutters, quirking a brow at the hedgehog as he props one elbow up on the counter.

—

Ears flattened slightly when the bartender told him about his card declining. Fuck, Sonic thought he had enough to get a drink after a harrowing week. He hated to call Amy to bail him out… again, even if he had always been good at repaying her as quickly. Maybe he could call Knuckles….?

Reaching for his phone to swallow his pride, his ears perked when someone spoke up to pay for his drink.

Ugh…

It was probably some sleazy Alpha. They always be sniffing around the moment they smell an Omega.

”Pretty thing like you shouldn’t have to worry about buying his drinks…”

Yep, an Alpha who probably thought they could bed him if they bought his drinks.

Great…

Just what Sonic needed for the night. Fucking fending off Alphas and now needing to find some way to pay them back that didn't involve sexual favors. “Listen, dude–” Sonic turns to tell the sleaze bag off, only for the words to die in his throat when he sees the most jaw-dropping drool-worthy hedgehog ever.

Ho-oly fucking shit…

“Th-thank…you..?”

Widen green eyes blinked some, watching as the dark hedgehog grabbed his suit jacket from the chair next to him. He couldn't help but watch as the older hedgehog slipped it in, able to see how tight-fitting those sleeves were, meaning this guy was built.

Fuck…Fuck! Was his tail wagging right now?!

Sonic swallows some as he watches his savior approach him. His nose wiggles as he catches the smell of the booze the other had just finished mixing with that subtle Alpha musk and…lavender…?

Strange…

Either way, this guy smelled really good.

Sonic stays still as if almost afraid to make any subtle movement as he watches the dark hedgehog sit closer, an empty stool now between them.

He couldn't help but take in the other's appearance. He looked… older than Sonic, that was for sure. His muzzle was tanner, scruffy-looking yet somehow neat. There seems to be some greying spines in those gorgeous black and red striped quills that swish upwards, reminding the blue hedgehog of a shooting star…

The blue hedgehog couldn't help but just take in the other's attractive appearance, and Sonic swore he wasn't this type of hedgehog! Sure, he flirted and stuff, but that was it??

He didn't go lusting after strangers..

Especially strangers who were paying for his drink–

Wait…

The dude was asking him something.. Focus Sonic!

“U-uhm n-no!” Sonic coughs and clears his throat, embarrassed that he just squeaked out like that. Shaking his head, he spoke again. “No, I don't make it a habit… or at least try not to.” He grins with a shrug.

“Uh… lemme get your contact info!” The blue hedgehog was quickly pulling out his phone, almost fumbling with it.

Shit! Why was he acting like this?? This was so stupid!

Be cool, Sonic!

“This way I can pay you back once I get my next paycheck.” He quickly explains, hoping he didn't come off like some weirdo for asking the other hedgehog for his contact information, even though this guy did just pay for his drink on his own. Still, Sonic was not one of those Omegas who bat their eyelashes at any Alpha in hopes they'll be spoiled and stuff.

Nah, he was too independent for that; his hoglet days made sure of that. Some Alphas in the past even rejected him for being too headstrong, too independent, too competitive and challenging.

It was just not right.

No, Sonic paid his dues, and he was not about to let this Alpha pay for his drinks without paying him back later.

“I have gaZelle or CashApe? Even Beemo, if that's your fancy?” He offers with a soft grin. Judging by how this older hedgehog dresses, this guy's paycheck was clearly above Sonic’s. But then again, he was currently just a poor part-time delivery guy, and not just that, but he liked to fancy himself a Jack-of-All-Trades

Ugh… that means he was going to have to pick up extra shifts this weekend. Dammit! There goes his weekend plans with his friends.

By then, the bartender was returning with Shadow's Platinum card, handing it back to the dark hedgehog along with his receipt before taking his leave once more to attend to the other patrons. Sonic watches the bartender go before looking back at Shadow, unable to help but bite his lower lip from just how-- delectable the Alpha was looking.

Just what was wrong with him?! Seriously! He wasn't like this! Just lusting after some random stranger! But something about this other hedgehog got his heart pounding and tail curling up. Maybe because he didn't come across other hedgehogs that often?

No... No, that wasn't it.

Just something about this older Alpha just got him riled up for some reason. Sonic didn't know if he liked it or hated it.

Shadow hadn't missed the way this omega dared to snap at him initially. The attitude, the annoyance. That is.. until his eyes found Shadow’s..
And then his tone changed.

It made Shadow curious, his head tilting as his eyes roamed the kid up and down. His tail was wagging. Cute.

Yeah, he wouldn’t mind shoving this kid over the counter and holding him by that tail while he fucks into him—

No, no.
None of that.

His eyes lift back up to emerald ones, waiting for the answer to his question, only to find the kid stuttering that no, he doesn’t make it a habit. Shadow quirks a brow, unconvinced. Nothing about this kid screamed that he had his life together. He looked disheveled and disorganized. Shadow remembered back when he was his age; how, even then, he was put together, groomed, and presentable. Well off for himself. Of course, he had his father’s money to thank for most of that, until he was cut off.

Most don’t have the luxury of coming from wealth. He isn’t oblivious to this fact.

The hedgehog asks for his contact information, Shadow humming as he begins listing all the apps he possibly could to transfer him some money. He shakes his head immediately, a low and deep rumble of a chuckle coming from his throat to show his amusement.

“No.. no, I don’t do things like ‘Beemo’ and ‘CashApe’,” The older hedgehog waves his hand dismissively. He can’t remember the last time he thought about transferring money to someone in such an unprofessional way. When the bartender returns with his card, Shadow thanks the other as he takes it and places it back into his wallet, which he returns to his pocket. Looking back towards the hedgehog and finding no quarrel with how he shamelessly takes him in. From head to toe..

He licked his lips, wetting them and watching emerald eyes follow his tongue as it traces across his lower lip.

Kid seems to be into him..
Huh.. interesting..

Shadow then reaches into the inside pocket of his coat, pulling out a business card that displays his name, work number, and business email. He slides it across the bar to the blue hedgehog, clearing his throat,

“There’s how you can contact me if you so choose to,” He says, “Though I don’t want or need your money. You’ll just have to be a bit more creative.”

He decides to be bold, then. Leaning over the stool between them to take the empty glass still resting in front of the kid, Shadow leans back to his seat as he looks inside it. He takes off one of his gloves, swirls his index finger around the inside of the glass to swipe up the residue left of the drink and lift it to his lips to suck on. Get a taste of it.

The Alpha hums, quirks a brow at the blue hedgehog before placing the glass back down and putting his glove back on.

“Margarita.. a twink drink. How appropriate..,” He hums as if it’s so casual.

Eyes flickering back to the blue hedgehog. “…You find yourself in need of a hedgehog to take care of you again.. Let me know.”

As he stands up from the bar stool, Shadow straightens his coat out and adjusts his tie appropriately. He doesn’t even know this kid’s name. Hadn’t asked and probably won’t. Will keep it mysterious like that. The dark hedgehog doubts he’ll ever hear from this kid again, honestly, which is a damn shame because Shadow would love to sink his teeth into him… and his dick. But he’s certainly left an impression, which is more than enough for him in reality.

Clearing his throat, he shoves his hands in his pockets and nods to the blue hedgehog with a gruff, “See you around, kid..” And with that, he’s excusing himself to walk outside. He needs a damn smoke after that.

He’s not sure what got into him as he hasn’t had much of a sex drive since his last breakup years ago, let alone actually flirted with someone.

Shadow exits the bar, forcing himself not to look back despite his temptation to, immediately pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and a lighter to ignite them with. Sticking the stick in his mouth, the Alpha cups his hands around the end to prevent the wind from extinguishing the flame and lights it before shoving the pack and lighter back into his pocket.

Taking a long drag before sighing it out, the older hedgehog watches how the smoke dances out from his lungs into the air in front of him.

It’s a bad habit. He knows, but it’s not as if he has anyone in his life who doesn't encourage bad habits. Or anyone in his life to give a damn about living long for. It takes the edge off him. Relieves his stress. Makes him feel lighter. Which Shadow so desperately needs in his life.

He eyes his driver down the street, waiting for him in his sleek Mercedes.

He misses the days when he rode his bike around, the wind whipping through his quills.

A rebel.

Nothing to stand between him and the open road..

Shadow misses having the thrill. The freedom. What he wouldn’t give to feel that way again..

His phone is already vibrating in his pocket, informing him of more emails coming in, which are no doubt from his employees about his latest email. It’s gonna be a long damn night. The Alpha would much rather be taking the kid inside the bar, home.

Shadow takes another long drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out on the outside brick of the bar and tossing it in the nearby trash. He isn’t sure *why* he decided to stop at this bar tonight, not one for such public places, but he’s glad he did. He may not be taking the kid home, but the experience scratched an itch that had been growing for a while.

Making his way towards his car, the older Alpha knew he should get home sometime and start on those emails..

No rest for the wicked.

–

Green eyes had watch as the older hedgehog slides an actual fucking business card his way.

What the actual fuck.

Just who did he get himself entangled with?

Sonic slowly reaches out to pick up the business card, looking at it while gazing at the other's face. Creative? Creative how?? He was broke? What could he do? Bake this guy a cake?

The dark hedgehog didn't even look like someone who might like cake.

Sonic watched as the older hedgehog was moving, leaning closer, and grabbing his near-empty glass. Green eyes watched as the other slipped off his gloves, swirling a finger inside before popping it into his mouth to taste what Sonic had ordered.

“Margarita.. a twink drink. How appropriate..,”

Sonic almost sputtered at this.

A twink drink!?

He's been referred to as many things, but a twink?! And it was the cheapest drink he *should've* been able to afford; if he hadn't mismanaged his money… again.

Then the guy had to say that about Sonic needing a man to take care of him, to let him know, his muzzle went beet red as the tips of his ears grew hot.

Was it because he was an Omega?? Is this why this asshole was saying these things?? That… was a first? Usually, Sonic would often get mistaken for a Beta, sometimes an Alpha, just from how he acted. It was rare that he was treated as an Omega at first glance unless Alphas were up and close enough to catch his scent.

Sonic could only watch as the dark hedgehog took his leave, tilting his head to stare at the others back a little longer than normal before finally looking back at the empty margarita glass, his muzzle still warm, heart pounding.

Quickly, Sonic unlocks his phone to call up Amy. The moment she answered, the blue hedgehog promptly blurted out:

“What does it mean when some rich dude pays for your drink and then proceeds to flirt and call you a twink?!”

“Wait–wait.. what???” Amy's confused voice could be heard over the phone.

Sonic looks at the business card he has, flipping it over to spot the name. Why… Why did this name seem familiar?

“What do you mean some rich guy paid for your drink?” The pink hedgehog could be heard demanding over the phone. “And he called you a twink?!”

Sensing her growing rage, Sonic quickly does damage control. “Well.. he didn't call me out right but said the margarita I ordered was a Twink drink… jus’.. hang on. ‘m coming over!” He hangs up the phone quickly before Amy can start ranting, raving, and demanding answers. The blue hedgehog stares at the business card again.

Shadow Robotnik… Sonic felt like that name should register with him, but he felt like he might not see that older hedgehog ever again. After all, maybe he was one of those Alphas who got a kick out of flirting with random Omegas or just anyone in general.

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Turns out Shadow is somebody important as Sonic finds out a couple of days later when he had to deliver a package to this big ass fancy building that had some red spiral spiky logo on it.

Very fancy.

Looked familiar, too familiar, like he had seen it somewhere on a small piece of square paper, but Sonic couldn't be bothered to think much of it. The blue hedgehog was at the receptionist desk in the large lobby, talking to the graceful-looking cat Mobian, about dropping off the packages of what seemed to be important documents.

Usually, the attractive receptionists were enough to draw attention from both clients and employees, but this time it wasn't them getting the attention. It was that perky peach-looking ass clad in black running shorts– so short that they could've been booty shorts. They did the job of bearing those well-defined legs that were molded by years of running.

How could one not help but stare?

This hedgehog had some males questioning their sexuality at one point, the moment he stood up, fishing for his phone. That blue tail is giving a little flick.

“Hang on, lemme send ya the invoice.” Sonic crosses one leg over the other, hips swaying to the side as he searches for the invoice to email to the receptionist. He tried to make some light conversation, but the cat receptionist was more into typing away at whatever on her computer than conversing with him.

No biggie, he was just trying to be friendly. Before he could get the work email, the receptionists all began to giggle and twitter excitedly, making Sonic a little confused and turning to see what the fuss was about–

Then spins right back around once he spots a familiar sight.

Oh.. Oh, that's why the fancy logo on the building looked familiar.

It was on the business card given to him a couple of days ago by a very attractive and sexy older hedgehog. Turns out he was the fucking CEO of this place if he remembered his research with Amy that one night.

Well… shit.

Very slowly, Sonic tilts the cap he wore down to cover his face in hopes that maybe he wouldn't be spotted, and he could get out of here scot-free. After all, he still owed the uber-rich dude money, or at least something in return. To which Sonic still hasn't figured out how to pay the other back, because surely the dark hedgehog didn't need his money. There was only one thing, and well…

It's not like Sonic hadn't had… sex before without strings attached, but who's to say that's what this older hedgehog might even want. How awkward would that be for Sonic in the end?

Soooo dang awkward. For instance, he might have to move back to his hometown and never show his face anywhere again, awkward.

Shadow, on the other hand, hadn’t thought much about the blue hedgehog since the bar— though he would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about him at all. Maybe once or twice when he was fucking his fist and needing something pretty to think about.

But other than that, the Alpha was far too busy for much thinking outside of work at all. His phone was constantly ringing with calls, and he had to visit labs to see how their work was progressing, attend meetings to listen to presentations, as well as give a few of his own.

Work work work.

Never time for much else.

Perks of being a CEO, he supposed.

Walking into the building after making a run to have lunch with a client, he enters, holding his coffee and speaking into his Bluetooth earpiece. “Yes, I’ll have to look and see if I’m open the fifteenth… I should be available in the early morning that day… I’ll have my receptionist call you and schedule the meeting. Yes… uh huh. No, sir, thank you for your business. Have a good day.” He ends the call with a press of the button on the side of his Bluetooth, sighing as he lifts his coffee to sip and makes his way towards the elevator—

Only to pause when he catches a glimpse of a familiar blue tail that’s all too appeasing. Faltering in his steps for a moment at the sight, Shadow quickly lifted his gaze to the back of the head of blue quills instead. He debates internally whether to stop for a conversation or not, but…

His feet decide for him.

Leading him right on over before he can even stop himself. He has to talk to the receptionist anyway .

Walking over and leaning against the front desk counter, Shadow looks at the cat receptionist, who is already looking at him with wide, expectant eyes. “Can you call SEGA and set up an appointment with Mr. Bromley??”

“Yes, sir, right away,” she immediately nods with a smile, moving to grab the phone to make the call.

Shadow nods at that, shifting on his feet as if he’s about to leave, only to pause and look at the blue hedgehog. “…Oh, um- You’re..,” he starts as if he just noticed the younger hedgehog when he very much did not , “the.. kid from the bar.”

The receptionist’s eyes lifted at this, peeking up at the two before quickly looking back down as the person on the other end of the phone answered. 

Shadow smirks slightly, quirking a brow at the hedgehog before tilting his head, “You.. deliver?”

The dark hedgehog eyes him up and down, gaze lingering on the practical booty shorts the kid is sporting. Are those the business uniforms??? Gaia bless this hedgehog’s Superior if they were..

The older Alpha’s gaze lifts back to emerald eyes, and yeah. Even without the alcohol in his system making him a bit more bold than he typically would be, Shadow found that they were just as dashing as he remembered. 

Stunning. Hypnotic, almost.

So much for not grabbing the other's attention, Sonic tries to keep his head tilted, trying to hide in a sense, but the sound of that smooth, deep voice sends chills down his spine, making his tail curl up.

And…

Oh…

Damn , so he was recognized in the end, and he worked so hard to avoid it. Sonic turns to face the older hedgehog with a beaming smile. 

“Oh! Hey! Yeah, that's me. That kid .” He chuckles. “Though Sonic works too.” He lifts a gloved hand to flick his nametag on the vest he was wearing. “Yep, for the Tornado Delivery Company,” Sonic answers when the dark hedgehog inquires about him working for a delivery company. He turns to face the alpha fully. “And I take it you work here?” He points out, as if he didn't damn well know Shadow owned this company.

The receptionist looked almost horrified at this statement, like Sonic didn't know just who he was talking to, but thankfully, the call she was on kept the majority of her attention.

Green eyes kept locked on Shadow, as the omega leans on the desk as he eyes the other up and down and damn was this hedgehog dripping in sin with what he was wearing. The suit jacket, the slacks…

He had the urge to loosen up the Alpha’s tie, unbutton those buttons with his teeth, and just–

Fuck… was he getting turned on right now?

“So…about that repayment I owe ya..” Hums out Sonic casually, head tilting as he bites his lower lip. The blue hedgehog was startled out of his attempt to start flirting with the other when the receptionist cleared her throat loudly, grabbing the omega's attention.

“Those go to the fifteenth floor.” She says curtly. “I'll buzz you in.” She gestures to the documents he brought in. Sonic nods, picking up the packages, and looks at Shadow.

“My cue ta’ go. Guess I'll see ya around.” He grins and winks, giving a little two-finger salute before heading around the desk, brushing close enough to flirty bump his hips against Shadow's before making his way to the turnstiles to be buzzed in.

Sonic was testing the waters to see if the older hedgehog was up for whatever he was offering, because if so, then Sonic knew a way to repay his debt.

Once he is through, Sonic makes his way to the multiple elevators, hitting a button for the desired floor. It took a bit for the one he waited for to arrive, and once he did, he had to back up to let others get off first before making his way on, hitting the button before waiting for the door to close.

‘Sonic’.

His name is Sonic..

What an interesting name, and, ironically, it's fitting for a delivery person. Shadow almost makes a joke about how he’s sure Sonic is never late with his deliveries, but he thinks better of it because how embarrassingly lame would that be???

The blue hedgehog assumes Shadow works here, and the dark hedgehog can’t help but smirk a bit at that, exchanging a swift and subtle ‘look’ with the receptionist before shrugging his shoulder as he looks back to those captivating emerald eyes.

“Something like that..” He wasn’t one to brag or boast about his success, and if this kid didn’t know who he was, he was okay with keeping it that way.

Then Sonic mentions what he owes Shadow for the drink the older hedgehog paid for a few nights back. Shadow’s brow quirked at that, the corner of his mouth twitching up slightly as he flicked his tongue across his lower lip to wet it, “You.. have something in mind?”

Sheesh, okay. Maybe it wasn’t the alcohol in his system the other night that had him shamelessly flirting with this hedgehog. Perhaps it was just— the hedgehog . Maybe he just has this effect on Shadow. Maybe, now that Shadow thinks about it, he just hasn’t been laid in so long that he’s starting to act irrationally.

Yeah. That has to be it.

Before the conversation can go any further, though, the receptionist interrupts, and damn it, Shadow would fire her if that wasn’t a completely insane thing to do.  The kid excuses himself, walking past Shadow and ever so slightly bumping his hips, and it drives Shadow crazy . His grip on his coffee tightens, turning to watch the hedgehog leave with his packages… 

And he hated to see him go, but boy, did he like watching him walk away.

The Alpha tips his coffee up to his lips, taking a long sip before turning fully to follow right behind this hedgehog. He has to go up to his office anyway. It’s not like he’s stalking the kid. They just happen to be traveling in the same direction. He makes it just in time before the elevator doors shut, waving his hand between them so they open back up and walking right in with the blue hedgehog.

“I’m-… going up.” He explained as he eyed him up and down and moved to stand beside the sweet-smelling omega without another word.

The doors slide shut.

And suddenly?? There was so much tension . Just being alone with this kid in a tiny, confined room— he didn’t think it through. It was doing things to him. And he was fresh out of his rut, damnit . So he couldn’t even use that as an excuse for this kid’s grip on him.

The elevator begins its ascent.

Shadow sips his coffee, eyes watching the numbers go up as they pass each floor slowly.. “…So what did you have in mind?”

Another sip of his coffee.

“For repayment..”

Looking at the kid out of the corner of his eye. One hand holding his cup, the other stuffed in the pocket of his slacks.  He didn’t give a damn about getting his money back.. But he really wanted to see just how ‘creative’ this kid thought of something with his means to return the favor..

That, and he just doesn’t want to miss a chance at him again. Is that obsessive?? That’s a little obsessive, isn’t it..

Sheesh, Shadow, act your damn age.

Sonic could feel his heart pounding away inside his chest as he settled in the middle of the elevator. That was… too much, right? Surely that was him coming on too strongly towards the older dark hedgehog.

It had been a while since Sonic had flirted with someone like Shadow, and the last time he had done that was with his ex... well, of course, who was a damn Alpha as well. Honestly, Sonic couldn't help it.

As much as he hated being treated like an Omega at times, it was also nice? Like it did scratch that deep, primal part of him because he hardly got treated as one… not for long anyways. He was always good at turning off Alphas…even Betas and well–

To be given this attention.. From an older Alpha? Well, that just made Sonic feel giddy for whatever reason. It wasn't like he hadn't gotten laid in a while, but attention from an Alpha that looks down right sinful as that dark hedgehog? Sonic was going to soak it up till the older Alpha decided that Sonic was not omega enough.

Because it always ended up that way in the end.

Clearing his throat as the blue hedgehog stood there waiting for the door to close, Sonic tried to get his head back in the game, to focus on this job and get his head out of the gutter and away from the older hedgehog.

“....”

Did he overdo it? But Sonic was sure he was reading the signs right. The Alpha seemed interested in what he may have offered.

Ugh… He was always doing this to himself, second-guessing himself, and Sonic hated it. He swore that damn green bird had more of an impact on his confidence than Sonic care to admit. He really shouldn't have gone out with Jet. He was just as greedy as every young Alpha out there. Probably got off that he could get Sonic on his knees and his cock down his throat considering the blue hedgehog could out compete him in every obstacle.

Sonic felt his upper lip curl. That's when he hated the omega part of him. Always looking for fucking validations from Alphas even if it meant just being used.

The blue hedgehog was suddenly startled out of his thoughts when the elevator door suddenly bounced open again, something preventing it from closing.

Well…more like someone.

Green eyes widened slightly when he spotted who was stepping into the elevator with him, and it took every damn ounce of restraint to keep his stupid tail from wagging.

”I’m-...going up.” Came the rumbling reply from Shadow as if to explain his presence there.

Sonic gives a slight nod. There were plenty of other elevators to get on to go up. The omega didn't move when the dark hedgehog came and stood right next to him. Oh, Sonic wouldn't give this Alpha the satisfaction of moving away like any other submissive omega might have. Nah, he stayed right where he was, considering he was here first. 

As the door finally slides shut and gives a little jerk as it starts to lift, Sonic licks his lower lip as he keeps his green eyes staring straight ahead.

Oh…

Damn…

The atmosphere shifted from being relaxed to downright tense. Something for sure was popping off between the two of them. The omega couldn't for the life of him recall if he ever had such a strong attraction to anyone before like this, and Sonic wished he were some soft, sweet omega just to be desired by an Alpha like this one, but it just wasn't in his nature. Well, it was, but Sonic just was born differently, he supposed.

And then, Shadow asks what he had in mind for repayment, Sonic perks up at this.

It was all or nothing.

“Well..” Hips sways to the side, closer to the dark hedgehog. “I figured the best creative way you might like is…” and Sonic is shifting in a fluid motion to step in front of Shadow, facing him, dark green eyes peeking up at the older hedgehog beneath his cap.  “Perhaps most likely… “ He takes a step forward, slowly guiding Shadow to take a step backwards. “Me… on my back…” This time, gloved fingers slowly walk up along the other's chest, over the buttons of his shirt. “With you… between my legs ..” Voice whispering out huskily, before Sonic gently grabs the tie within his grasp.

“You think that's creative enough?” Mewls out the omega huskily, tail curling straight up behind him as if to present to the Alpha. “Or… maybe you prefer me on my knees.. with your cock shoved down my throat~?” A slow grin forms on his lips, and then, suddenly, his package, which he had held, drops.

“Oop!” Sonic takes a step back. “My bad!” And the blue hedgehog is moving down onto his knees in front of Shadow, face dangerously close to the other older hedgehog’s crotch.

The younger hedgehog looks up at Shadow with a teasing grin. “Guess I'm kinda clumsy..” 

Oh, this was clearly no accident.

The blue hedgehog slowly stands up, making sure to brush the front of his chest up against the crotch of Shadow's slacks. Once he was back up on his feet, the elevator jolts to a halt, the feeling of gravity at work causing Sonic to stumble against Shadow, their bodies pressing tightly against one another, fitting like two perfect puzzle pieces.

“Oop!” Sonic places his hand against Shadow's chest as the other rests against his hips to steady himself. “Jeez, just real klutz today!” Laughs Sonic before turning to see that they reached the floor he needed to get off. “Guess this is my stop~!” The omega looks back up at Shadow and winks.

“See ya around, sir~ ” Pulling away, Sonic adjusts the package back under his arm and gives one last flick of his tail at the dark hedgehog before stepping off the elevator once the door slides open.

Shadow doesn’t know what sort of response he had been expecting from the kid, but it sure as hell wasn’t the one he got.

For an omega, the brat was bold, moving to stand in front of Shadow and practically pushing his back against the wall with how he stepped towards him. And oh, wouldn’t others find this humorous? And omega cornering an Alpha? 

Shadow, on the contrary, finds it fascinating . Truly captivating .

Crimson red eyes lock with emerald ones that peek out from under the brim of the delivery cap, glancing down to watch fingers walk up his chest, and grab his tie. Shadow swallows. Nearly dropping his coffee.

His hand hovers but doesn’t touch. Even if he is an alpha, that doesn’t make him automatically have a claim over this kid. But damn if he didn’t wanna touch. Shadow flinches ever so slightly when Sonic’s package suddenly thumps on the ground between them, blinking as he looks down at it and is just about to reach and offer to pick it up himself, “Here, let me—“

Only to realize it wasn’t at all an accident because Sonic is crouching before the alpha can even knock enough sense back into himself to move, only to have this blue brat’s face ridiculously close to the zipper of his pants.

It would be so easy just to grab those blue quills and hold him there, jerk his fly down and stuff that mouth the omega obviously likes to run so much, with his dick. Shut him up.

The dark hedgehog bets this kid is dying for someone to shut him up..

And fuck the sight of him looking up at him from his knees with those big green babydoll eyes..

Shadow swallows hard, gripping his coffee, making the cup collapse just slightly. It’s a wonder he doesn’t crush it and spew hot coffee all over both of them. He licks his lips, whispering out an ever so quiet, “I’m not picky...” Because that’s the comeback of the century, isn’t it??

He’ll be mentally kicking himself for that one later when he has time to process that that was the only thing to come out of his mouth during this. Of all the chances given, all the smooth things that could’ve been said— ‘I’m not picky’???! The hedgehog ain’t a meal !— well… he is, but still!

The kid stands back up, Shadow not missing how that plump chest brushes his crotch— his dick is throbbing. His bulge is pretty evident in his pants, but he refuses to give this kid the satisfaction of adjusting himself in front of him. Then, the elevator stops, and the kid is stumbling, and Shadow’s free hand finally touches when Sonic leans into him. His hand found the small of his back, holding him there. Fuck this kid’s waist is tiny..

The alpha can feel how the blue hedgehog’s tail is all perked up right now against his pinky..

Shadow hates how tongue-tied he currently is. He’s usually much cooler and collected than this, able to be witty and calm but he hadn’t expected the kid to talk about his dick being shoved in his mouth or between his legs when he got on this elevator. Sonic pulls away, adjusting his package and turning, and Shadow then adjusts his own package now that the kid isn’t looking. He groans a bit, cursing the elevator for being too quick.

Red eyes glued to that rounded peach ass as that blue tail walks off the elevator, black ears twitching on top of  Shadow’s head as he catches what Sonic says:

‘ See ya around, sir~ ’

For the love of all that is good and holy, Shadow manages a response at last, “You better..” He says it out with a husky growl, just before the doors close.

Alone again.

The alpha sighs through his nose and leans back against the elevator wall behind him. Glancing down at his erection in his pants, Shadow sighs and rolls his eyes.

He’s going to have to take care of that and here at work, too .

Red gaze shifts upwards towards the camera, suddenly becoming very aware of the security watching it..

Shadow narrows his eyes, watching the red flashing light on the camera turn off soon after.

Mental note: give security a raise..

—

Meanwhile, in another part of the building...

“Gary, are you seeing this?” Drew, the jackal, asks as both Mobians sit in their respective swivel chairs in the security room at the desk they were stationed at. Gary, a canine, glances over at the elevator camera's monitor to see their boss and a random hedgehog that seems to be making a move on the Bossman.

“No, and neither do you.” Said Gary as he went back to his newspaper. They both seen some shit go on inside those elevators; it was not worth even reporting. And if their Bossman wanted to get teased inside one of those elevators, well…

They were paid to keep the employees safe, that was it, and whatever else their boss instructed them to do.

Drew just leans back in his chair with a soft ‘huh’ before typing away at the computer to scrub the footage. This was how they protected their employer and the company by making sure there was no blackmail material.

Once taken care of, Drew swivels in his chair towards Gary, holding out a jar of candy.  “M&M’s?” Drew shakes the candy jar, to which Gary reaches out to grab a few and pop them into his mouth.

Just another day at the office.

Chapter Text

Sonic likes to think of himself as a Jack of All Trades. If it appears he can do it, he will. So he wasn't surprised that Amy asked him to help out in her cafe. Just a small homey coffee/bakery shop that manages to keep on its toes.

The extra money was always nice, too.

It had been a few days since running into Mister Hot Stuff at his last job, and of course, Sonic told Amy all about it the moment he got to her place–

”So, you gave him your number, right?” Amy had asked at one point, once Sonic finished retelling his encounter over some pizza and drinks (tea for her, a cola for him).

Sonic has just stared blankly at Amy.

”Err…”

”You… gave. Him. Your. Number. Right???” Oh, to see that vein popping on her forehead.

"Uhm….”

And thus Sonic was yelled at for being dumb and clueless about not giving the rich hedgehog his number.

”You lost your chance at living the high life! Only stuff like that happens in movies!! You could've had a fairytale ending!!” That was all Amy could wail about as Sonic rolled his eyes.

”Ames, that hedgehog was chasing for some tail, not a relationship.” Sonic shakes his head, shoving a slice of pizza into his mouth. ”Besides, he looks like to be in his 40’s or something. If he ain't married, then he's a workaholic. Married to his job, which explains why he was chasing ass.”

And Sonic nearly choked and died that night when Amy suddenly shook him.

”Then you could've been a Sugar Baby!!!”

”What the FUCK is a Sugar baby??” Sonic managed to ask after almost choking to death.

And thus Amy showed Sonic what a Sugar Baby is. It took them a while to sift through movies and candy with the same title. They got lost in the sauce when it came to Sugar Baby Aesthetics, even exploring Sugar Baby apps, because apparently, there were a couple of them out there.

At the end of it all, Sonic wasn't sure if the Sugar life was for him. He was too independent, and even though he was an omega (which the majority of these Sugar Babies seemed to be), he was not pleasing to any Alphas or Betas.

He figured Shadow was just some old hedgehog who probably hadn't seen action in a while and just picked on Sonic because, one, Omega, and two, hedgehog. Given enough time, he was sure Shadow would be turned off from Sonic the moment he realized the blue hedgehog wasn't a soft and meek little thing.

And while it seemed nice to be given gifts in materials or cash, Sonic just wasn't like that by nature. Did he think himself to be a great catch? Why yes! But the majority of these Sugar Babies were petite, beautiful females, and Sonic was…

A mess.

That was all to it.

Amy had a better chance of being a Sugar baby than him…

(Little did he know….)

So, yeah, Sonic was foreseeing a one-night stand with the older, dark hedgehog, and nothing else. He was sure once the old hog got his itch scratched, that would be the end of that.

That may be why Sonic hadn't called up Shadow. 

Maybe there was some insecurity.

Maybe he didn't want that thrill of being desired and chased to end.

Maybe he was being an idiot, as Amy told him.

Either way, he hadn't called, and well, Sonic wasn't sure he would. After all, he doubts he will ever see the guy again. It was rare to deliver packages twice to a company that didn't use them often, or not at all. Once in a blue moon kind of thing.

So, the blue hedgehog just lets things be. Did he fantasize about how it would be to have sex with the other hedgehog? Yes, Sonic wouldn't lie. He is curious.

After all, the dark hedgehog seemed to still be in his prime. The omega was sure everything was still working down there with the older Alpha.

Sighing, Sonic shoves some napkins in the dispenser there, tugging at the turtleneck collar around his neck. Amy had the audacity to dress him up nicely, but then said something about his style being horrendous, and this was her business. She wanted dapper employees, not ones who looked like they had just gotten out of the gym.

Huff.

Rude.

He did a lot of running! So, what if gym clothes were comfortable for him!? But he loved his overbearing pinkie friend, so letting her dress him up was a way to show it. She even went as far as to tie a pink ribbon in one of his quills, and well, Sonic didn't know why.

”To make you look soft and pretty!” Was her answer.

Why? Beats him, but it made her happy, so whatever.

A blue ear twitches on his head when he hears the chiming of the door. They had just barely opened up, and already a customer? Jeez, who was getting coffee past 6:30 in the morning??

“Give me a moment!” Sonic calls out from the back, filling up the last napkin dispenser, and quickly gathers them up to take them to the front. “Sorry about that!” He apologizes as he sets the metal boxes down before taking his place behind the register, adjusting the apron he wears. 

“How may I help you?” Chirps out Sonic happily before glancing up, only to feel his blood freeze when he locked eyes with those familiar crimson gaze.

“O-oh..” The blue hedgehog stutters a bit. “Hi…” and his tail was curling up at the sight of the very handsome older hedgehog for the third time.

What a small world after all to be running into the same dark hedgehog within one week. Some say it was fate (mostly Amy) but Sonic didn't believe in that shit, but would admit that this was a strange coincidence.

Clearing his throat, Sonic focuses back on the task at hand, looking at the tablet before him. “Uhm, what may I get started for you today?” He gestures to the tap bar next to him. “We have Oat Milk Capp on Tap along with Drip Coffee, Eye Opener, and Americano.” He prattles off before waving the same hand to gesture to the menu sign above him.

“I believe our specials today are Whipped Bees Knees and Turkish Delights.” Sonic hums out, trying to keep focus on his job at the moment and not get distracted by the walking sin before him.

“Any which you order will always go wonderfully paired with freshly baked goods.” Sonic gestures to the freshly baked pastries Amy had just put out. “If… you have a sweet tooth that is..” Murmurs Sonic, biting his lower lip before clearing his throat, and gives a pleasant smile. “So! What would it be?”

To say Shadow was a little disappointed was.. well, an understatement. He had hardly thought much about the hedgehog after the first encounter, hadn’t had the time, and thought it to be only a bar run-in and nothing more. But after the elevator?

Well. He had been hoping..

He’d perhaps receive at least one text or phone call.

But despite constantly checking his spam folder in his emails and looking at his missed calls and texts every hour, nothing.

The Alpha had no one to blame but himself. After the way he stood open-mouthed in awe like a caught fish at the blue hedgehog while being hit on in the elevator, he wouldn’t blame the kid for not being interested. He had fumbled. 

Severely.

In his defense, it’s been a while since he’s interacted casually with other people, let alone hit on them and when he had gotten in that elevator, the last thing he had expected to receive was a very sexually detailed offer of repayment and his dick being brushed by plush pecs. Shadow had every right to be a bit shocked!

And still, he should’ve gotten his foot out of his mouth and said something. 

Done something. Something to make an impression. Something to give the kid a reason to want him in the first place.

And he didn’t.

And now he’d probably never see him again.

Tough, he supposes..

Probably for the best, though. Shadow couldn’t afford any distractions anyway.

The Alpha had a pretty important meeting today, one with their Board of Directors, whom he has been trying to woo for a few years now, and he may have the goods to do it. 

He was nervous. A bit stressed, to say the least. However, Shadow was confident in his presentation, and he knew his COO and CMO were very capable individuals who could effectively sell their business direction, which was good for the company.

 Getting coffee early on his way to work was a necessity for him. Shadow didn’t have time to get it throughout the day, and he didn’t like using his receptionist to do it because it felt degrading. Now and then, he’d order it delivered, but the extra cash for delivery felt grossly overpriced when his building was right down the block.

You can’t get rich without being a little stingy with your money. 

Walking into the cafe he typically hits since it’s on the way, he has his nose to his phone already. Scrolling through an email that had been sent out about the meeting..

That is— until he hears that voice.

‘Give me a moment!’

His brows furrow.

That.. sounded familiar.

‘Sorry about that!’

His gaze lifts from his phone, then to see—

*That blue hedgehog again, of all places!*

He was gonna think Shadow was stalking him at this point,

Where was the cute pink hedgehog that typically served him? The older hedgehog had taken a liking to her. She was sweet and chipper even in the mornings, always drew little pictures on the side of his coffee cup, or left cute messages about having a good day. 

Nope. Fate was fucking him this morning and giving him a distraction on his big presentation day.

Of course.

At least it’s a very hot distraction.

The blue hedgehog seemed to be dressed up a bit more than the last two times he’d seen him, wearing a turtleneck that did sinful things for his chest and having ribbons in his quills..

He was cute. Painfully so.

Shadow hated this kid.

He’s talking, by the way, and Shadow quickly snapped himself out of his daze and listened because he’d be damned if he ended up freezing up and going silent again like last time.

“Um- just black, please..,” he orders with a bit of tilt of his head, eyes shifting back to his phone and looking at nothing in particular.

No, no, no, don’t get nervous! Dear Gaia-

This was embarrassing. The kid seriously probably thought Shadow had looked him up or something shit. Found out where he worked—

Speaking of..

“Sorry— How many jobs do you have??” he couldn’t help but ask with a breathy chuckle, quirking his brow and jesting, “I’m not gonna run into you if I order pizza next, am I?”

The Alpha puts his phone back in his pocket.

No hiding his nose in it.

He’s gonna appear calm and confident whether he legitimately feels it or not.

“I’m-… not stalking you. Just so you know,” Shadow clears his throat, “I come here every day.. I’ve never seen you before. Are you friends with the owner?”

Casual.

Stay. Casual. 

Don’t make it creepy.

Don’t make it weird.

Don’t overthink how the blue hedgehog had bitten his lower lip after talking about having a sweet tooth.

Sonic could not fuck this up or else Amy was going to have his head on a damn platter. As the star of his wet dreams for the past couple of days, placed in his order, the blue hedgehog nods as he taps it in to ring it up.

“Just black, huh~? Never met anyone who drinks it straight up black. Must have a strong tongue to withstand something that bitter.” Grins Sonic cheekily.

And there he goes straight up flirting with innuendos.

Man, this older hedgehog got him panting like a bitch in heat. Sonic couldn't remember the last time he flirted this heavily. Not even his damn ex got him worked up like this just from the sight of him.

"I’m not gonna run into you if I order pizza next, am I?'

Sonic couldn't help but laugh as he moved to get the brewer going to make Shadow a fresh cup of coffee. “You just might! I work a couple of jobs here and there.” His hips sway to the side as he glances at Shadow over his shoulder with a coy grin.

“Even have a certification to work as a masseuse ~” He chuckles and looks away to get the machine going, and sets up the Shadow's coffee cup under it.

Sonic makes his way back over, placing both hands on the counter as he leans over a bit, enough that his chest is squished between his arms as Shadow makes it known he wasn't stalking him. 

Cute~

The guy was nervous!

Poor baby, must've been out of the game for some time if he couldn't handle a kid like him. The ever-present coy grin graced his lips. “Yeah~ wouldn't mind if it was you stalking me..” he purrs out, letting his green eyes slowly roam down the other's form.

Always dressed snazzy as always. Everything about this dark hedgehog had screamed businessman. He must have been right when he told Amy that this dude was a workaholic. Usually, businessmen were married to their job.

Huh…

Now he was really curious about the last time this hedgehog had been laid. He seemed more pent up than usual. 

“I'm friends with the owner.” Sonic nods to confirm once Shadow asks about Amy’s whereabouts. “She needed the extra help, so here I am~ Glad she has customers like you coming by, keeping her place afloat. I appreciate it.” He smiles this time.

Speaking of the owner, Amy had come out from her back office to check on Sonic, only to freeze when she spotted her friend flirting with another hedgehog that she recognized from the photo on the business website when she and Sonic first looked it up.

The beta had quickly turned around so as not to be spotted or interrupted by what was happening. Still, she could not help but fan her hands in front of her face in excitement as she mouthed out OH MY GAIA to herself before quickly squeezing her hands together and pressing them against her forehead, eyes shut tightly. Amy prayed like her life depended on it that her idiotic blue friend would not fuck this up again!

Or so help her…!!!

“You look more tense than usual,” Sonic notes casually, one ear flicking towards the machine as he hears it shut off. “Got a big meeting today or something?” He asks curiously, moving to the machine to get Shadow's coffee, grabbing a lid to cap it, and grabbing a pen to write something on it.

One ear tilts back to let Shadow know he's listening as he multitasks. Once he was done writing on the cup, Sonic slipped on the protective sleeve around it before turning to head over and set Shadow's coffee down on the counter and slid it over to him.

 Blue tail wagging as he leans over the counter once more, ever closer. “If it all goes well… there's a hotel around here… I can give you a full rub down if you like… among other things..* His voice comes out soft and husky. “After all.. still got that debt to repay ya..” he mewls out, green eyes drifting down to Shadow's lips.

Sonic bit his own, curious to see how the dark hedgehog might taste.

“SONIC!”

The blue hedgehog flinches at the sound of his name being shouted around the corner by Amy.

“Oop, gotta go.” Sonic was quickly leaning back and winking at Shadow. “Have a good day, sir~!” And he quickly zips around the corner to see what Amy wants.

Just when it seems once again a chance slipped by to share contact information, if Shadow looks at his cup, covered up by the sleeve was a drawing of a mini Sonic wishing Shadow good luck on his big meeting with thumbs up along with Sonic's phone number written right beneath it with a heart drawn next to it.

‘Must have a strong tongue to withstand something that bitter.’

Well damn.

The kid was on the move again.

Shadow nearly swallows that strong tongue when he hears the innuendo, eyes widening just slightly and he’s trying really hard not to look too long at the cleavage formed on this hedgehog’s chest from him leaning over* but damn.

The alpha couldn’t help but glance down at it every so often, the suddenly bubbling desire to run his tongue right up that crease and bite this kid’s neck—

‘Even have a certification to work as a masseuse~’

Aw fuck- Gaia help him..

Shadow has to swallow a groan before he lets it slip, licking his lips before gathering himself because no! Don’t freeze up again and let this kid do all the talking!*

“That’s um-.. really nice of you. To help out your friend like that,” Shadow says with great effort to sound as casual and unbothered as possible, which must not have worked because the kid deadass calls him out for being tense.

Whoops.

“Yeah,” The older hedgehog breathes, brushing off his nervousness about the meeting rather than the fact that this kid is driving him crazy, “Just um-.. trying to take a new direction and have a lot of suits to convince before I can do it, so… pretty important.”

He won’t go too deep into it considering he doubts Sonic gives a single damn about his work life.

He watches the kid move to the coffee machine, eyes lingering on the other’s ass as the blue hedgehog jolted something down. The dark hedgehog was too distracted by that cute rear end to take notice of what exactly he was writing on.

Shadow might have stood on his toes and leaned against the counter to get a better look, but that’s between him and the security cameras of the cafe.

“Wouldn’t mind having something to.. distract me..,” Mutters Shadow with a little quirk of his brow and tilt of his head. Yeah, he could manhandle that ass, squeeze it and rub his cock between those cheeks until they’re raw—

His eyes quickly flicker back up to Sonic when he turns back around with his coffee.. 

And oh… oh, he’s receiving another invitation.

This kid must just get his kicks by seducing old hogs with suggestive commentary and then leaving them hot and dry for more because before Shadow can even fucking get any further information from him on just how exactly he could go about finding this hotel—

The kid is rushing off and out of sight, Shadow’s coffee sitting on the counter between them.

He takes a deeeeeep breath as he stares in the direction the kid had disappeared in then looks at his coffee.

Slowly picking it up and noticing the writing beneath the sleeve. The alpha shifted the protection sleeve down to reveal the cute little drawing hidden beneath, which had his lips quirking upwards.

And the number… with a heart.

How cute.

Shadow’s brow quirked, glancing in the direction Sonic had disappeared to before humming to himself and turning with his coffee to head out the door to work, sipping it merrily as he goes.

It certainly worked to have him thinking about something other than his meeting. All he could do was stare at the cup in anticipation as he sat in his office all morning.

It was humorous, really. Here, Shadow had given his number to this kid a week ago, and Sonic never used it, but now he was giving him his number instead, and it was adorable. Shadow assumed it was some deep-rooted Omega thing to want to be the one pursued. 

Chased. Hunted. Preyed on.

He supposed it was also some deep-rooted alpha thing to enjoy the chase.~

--

The meeting went well, somewhat..

It went about as well as could be expected. The Board was still lenient in taking Shadow’s direction in what they’re offering as a company, but they weren’t completely closed off to it, which is more than they had given him in previous attempts.

He’s getting somewhere, at least, but it was stressing him out for sure; persuading old men in suits to do much of anything was a real pain in the ass.

Maybe he should take notes from Sonic—

Speaking of..

The dark hedgehog was about thirty minutes away from getting out of his office, having stayed after hours to type out a new draft for a future presentation. His mind, on the other hand, was beginning to get distracted with thoughts of a blue tail and tan cleavage.. 

Shadow groans a bit as he sat at his desk in frustration, having to adjust his pants since his dick was starting to get distracted too. He glances over at the cup once he’s had sitting on his desk all day, looking at the little drawing, then the number.

The heart.

He read somewhere that omegas who dot their ‘i’s with hearts are trouble, but it wasn’t an ‘i’. Just a heart. So it didn’t count, right?

Right.

Whatever, Shadow never cowered from a bit of trouble anyway.

Grabbing the cup, the alpha slid it over and dialed the number from his office phone. Once it began ringing, the older hedgehog held the phone to his ear as he tapped his pen in a fidgety manner on the desk as he waited, counting each ring.

The second there’s an answer, Shadow is speaking quickly, and damn, his voice comes out a lot huskier than he meant it to be, but he really wants that ‘massage’.

“I’m off in thirty minutes and could use that rub down you offered. What hotel did you have in mind?”

Bonus scene:

“Why did you call me away?” Sonic hisses out the moment he spots his pink friend. “I had him on the hook!”

Amy had grabbed Sonic by the straps of his apron and shook him vigorously in her excitement. “You already had him hooked! I called you away so you wouldn't come on to him too strongly! Some Alphas don't like that!!”

Sonic flails as he is shaken. He swore he could feel his one brain cell rattling around his head. Finally, the blue hedgehog managed to stop Amy from shaking his head off as he gripped her wrists gently but firmly.

“Well, I'm sure he seemed to pretty much like it. After all, the dude gets tongued whenever we seem to run into each other.” He snorts in amusement.

“Probably tongue-tied by your constant talking.” Amy rolled her eyes, releasing Sonic.

“Hey!” The blue hedgehog gives out an indignant squawk. “That's part of my charm!”

Waving a hand, Amy placed a hand on her hips. “Did you at least give him your phone number this time?” She arches an eye ridge.

Sonic puffs out his chest proudly. “Naturally.” He cheeks.

Amy rolled her eyes before laughing. “About time you did something right!”

“Hey?!”

Chapter Text

The rest of the day went by surprisingly fast; having interacted with Shadow this morning left the blue hedgehog in high spirits. After all, who could have a bad day after being greeted by a walking sin in a business suit?

Not him, that's for sure!

It wasn’t long before Amy said he could go, after giving him cash upfront to cover his work for the day. Sonic, of course, tried to deny it, as he had come to help out as a friend rather than for money. Of course, when the pink hedgehog was stubborn about something, she was stubborn, so Sonic had no choice but to accept. Instead of using it for himself, he’ll send it to his little brother back in his hometown.

Sonic had just finished hanging up the apron before he heard his phone start blasting Vandalize. Pulling it out of his pocket to see if it was Knux or Tails, the blue hedgehog’s quills bristled up the moment he saw the name Dark and Handsome pop up on his screen. Swallowing thickly, Sonic quickly swipes up to unlock his phone after entering the PIN pattern to see what exactly Shadow wanted.

“Hullo?” He answered, hoping he didn’t sound as nervous as he felt. The moment the blue hedgehog heard that husky voice, that blue tail of his was once more curling up, and damn this Alpha for getting under his skin like this.

“I’m off in thirty minutes and could use that rub down you offered. What hotel did you have in mind?”

Sonic felt his mouth go dry. Ah, ah , he really was taking him up on his offer! Play it fucking cool, Sonic!

“Mm, you know where Mellow Oak Hotel & Spa is? Pretty close by and convenient for both of us.” It wasn’t a five-star hotel by any means, but it was above a cheap hotel for sure and had some class in case the dark hedgehog was worried about his reputation. Certainly a place out of Sonic’s price range, but he had his connections..

He hoped they would be more than willing to come through if he pleaded and begged hard enough.

“I’ll text you the deets later, okay? I’ll see you in thirty~” Sonic couldn’t help but husk out into the phone, his stupid tail just wagging behind him. Once he hung up, Sonic turned around and breathed heavily. 

“AMY!”

With the help of Amy and lots of begging on Sonic’s part, Jewel (Gaia bless that beetle) managed to get one of their suites at a very reasonable discount. Was Sonic’s wallet gonna be hurting a bit? Yes.

Was it gonna be worth it?

Fuck yes

Sonic was sure Jewel wouldn’t be as reluctant if he had been anyone else. The omega worked there the previous year, so he had a well-established reputation as one of the best employees. The blue hedgehog took pride in any job he did, and if it wasn’t up to his standards, he quit. There was no point wasting his or the company’s time.

Amy insisted he change clothes.

Sonic didn’t see why, but here he was, dressed in a loose-fitting, long-sleeved gray shirt with a V-neck collar dipping down his chest just enough to give a little tease as one side of the shirt’s collar slipped over one shoulder. Sonic drew a line at wearing fucking jeggings cause he hated anything that felt restricting to his legs. He would rather wear the tight black gym shorts.

“He might just really want a massage, and these would allow me to move around better,” Sonic argued.

Amy rolled her eyes. “Right! And I’m the Queen of Chun-Nan!” She scoffs before shoving a roll of condoms into one of Sonic’s quills.

“Yo! Violation there, Ames!”

“Shut up and remember to use protection!”

Sonic huffs. “‘m already on the pill…”

“Better safe than sorry~”

That’s how Sonic found himself in the room he rented for the night. He texted Shadow’s phone, telling him the room number and instructing him to simply walk up to the receptionist to obtain the key card after providing his name.

Once the text was sent, Sonic stood in the middle of the room near the couch, biting his lower lip nervously. It had been a while since he had been intimate with anyone. Sonic was confident he could blow this guy’s mind, but afterwards…

Well, honestly, Sonic didn’t know what he wanted to happen afterward. It wasn’t like he was looking for anything serious, but the feel of being chased…

Ugh…

The blue hedgehog rubs a gloved hand down his face, muttering under his breath about Amy’s stupid rom-com dramas getting to him. This would surely be a one-and-done, and Sonic was okay with that.

Looking around the spacious room, it was opulent, with marble pillars, white stone tiles, a king-size bed featuring silk sheets and a cream fur comforter, and a large window offering a view of downtown Station Square. Yeah, this place was so out of his budget range, meaning he owed Jewel big time for coming through in a pinch.

What a sweetheart.

Biting his lower lip, Sonic makes his way to the mini-fridge, sifting through to find a liquor bottle. Cracking it open, the blue hedgehog guzzles it down in one go. It's just something to help ease the nerves.

Shadow sat outside the hotel in his car for far too long, honestly..

Staring up at it through his window with a slight frown.

This was it.

He was really doing this.

Oh boy..

It’s been years since he’s been with anyone— almost a decade, in fact, now that he’s thinking about it . And that’s just… intimidating. 

It wasn’t as though he was a bad lover. No, on the contrary, the minuscule number of people he’s been with— an impressive body count of two— can testify to the fact that he’s terrific in the bedsheets.

Rouge once called him ‘glorious’, in fact, and there was even a time after their breakup that she would booty call him just to have him come over and relieve her tension by eating her out real nice or making her get out of her head for a bit. 

He ended that quickly, though.

It wasn’t great for either of their mental health, honestly.

Still, the point stands that he’s good .

Or at least he was .. but what if he’s rusty ?

He’s quite older than he was the last time he did this..

Fuck, he doesn’t even know what this is. Surely they’re fucking, right? That was the vibe he got from the kid.

After several more minutes of extremely overthinking this entire thing, the Alpha gets out of the car before he can talk himself out of it.

Crossing the street to enter the hotel, he walks straight to the front desk. 

“Um..,” Shadow pauses, glancing down at his phone at the instructions texted to him by ‘Blue Boy.’

“I’m here with.. Sonic..?”

“Oh!” the receptionist smiles immediately, moving to type on her computer to ready the keycard, “Of course, sir! We’ve been expecting you.”

Shadow purses his lips at that.

Nice.

Cool.

“Do, um… do I owe for the room?”

“It’s been taken care of, sir.”

Shadow frowns. Last he remembered, Sonic was too broke to buy a drink. Let alone a hotel room.

“Can we.. possibly change the payment method to my card??”

“Oh.. I was asked specifically to use the card on file for—“

“Just-… use my card,” Shadow interrupts with a small smile, sliding his card across the table with crisp few hundred-dollar bills, just to make sure she doesn’t question it further.

The woman’s eyes widen a bit at the ‘tip’ before she quickly nods and takes the card and money, “Of course, sir. Shouldn’t be a problem.”

Shadow nods.

She eventually gives him his card back as well as the keycard to the room, “Here you are, sir! Have a lovely stay! Breakfast is at 6 AM and is open until 9:30.”

“Thank you,” Shadow winks before making his way to the elevator.

Room 2001.

The dark hedgehog takes the elevator to the second floor, adjusting himself along the way.

He took his tie off, as well as his coat, and left them in the car, fearing they were a bit too formal for what he was about to do.

Should he have packed clothes?

He probably should’ve packed clothes..

No, that’s ridiculous. You don’t pack clothes for a one-night stand! That takes away the spontaneous fun of it! Much too planned..

Sheesh, he really was rusty..

The top few buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing Shadow’s chest fur that was hidden beneath. He wondered if the kid even knew he had chest fur. Did he like chest fur? Or was it a turn-off for him?

Most young models these days are completely shaven on their chests.

Sonic was shaven on his chest if the shirt he had been wearing at the bar had been anything to go by. 

Maybe he should’ve shaved..

The elevator door opens, and Shadow swallows hard.

Welp. Now or never.

He walks off and finds the room at the end of the hall– 2001.

He stands outside far longer than he should’ve.

“Alpha-Up, Shadow..,” Shadow scolds himself in a whisper before taking a deep breath and lifting his hand to knock at the door while simultaneously unlocking it with his keycard.

Just letting Sonic know he was coming in, in case he was indecent or something..

What was he thinking? Weren’t they meeting up specifically to be indecent?

Shadow walks in, letting the door shut behind him before locking the deadbolt as well as the latch..

Then he’s turning to look around. The Alpha has stayed in this chain of hotels before, so he’s pretty familiar with the layout of their rooms. The bathroom to his right, the long hall that led to the master suite, the tiny kitchen to the left.. 

Shadow breathes out the breath he’s been holding slowly before making his way down the small hall until he can peek past the corner, and there sits the blue hedgehog on the bed, looking like temptation embodied in that shirt and those shorts..

Shadow is so fucked .

“Hi..,” he breathes in possibly the most humiliating way possible.

Sonic didn’t know what he did right in this life to be granted the best damn view he’s ever had in his life. Green eyes glanced up the moment he heard Shadow speaking. He had to bite his lower lip hard when he spotted how the other looked.

Fucking sin on two legs dressed in black slacks, button-up shirt, and holy fuck that glorious fucking chest fur.

His tail couldn’t help but wag at the sight of it as fingers itched to run through it, play with it, tug it and just bury his face into it because it looked like the best place on this hedgehog’s body, but perhaps that was being a little too cruel since the omega hadn’t seen the rest of Shadow’s body.

“Hi, " Grins Sonic as he sits on the edge of the bed after finishing downing one of those tiny liquor bottles. It wasn’t much, but it seemed to help take some of the edge off, at least. Slowly pushing himself up onto his feet, Sonic walks towards Shadow, green eyes locked on crimson as the shirt he wore slips further over the peach fur shoulder, exposing it even more.

“Glad to see you didn’t get lost on th’ way.” He teased as he slowly walked around Shadow in circles, practically salivating at just how good the older hedgehog looked. Sonic stops in front of Shadow with a soft grin before gently taking one of his white leather gloves and tugging him along as he leads the dark hedgehog toward the bed.

His blue tail flicks some. “How did your meeting go?” He asks, making casual conversation but showing interest in how it went. Others liked it when you showed interest in what they did, especially Alphas, and Sonic wanted to hear how the other hedgehog’s day went.

Once reaching the edge of the bed, Sonic turns to face Shadow with a soft grin again and shifts so that he is pushing the dark hedgehog down onto the bed, laughing softly. After all, he offered to massage the other, and the blue hedgehog would follow up on that until the older one decided he wanted the other offering.

Moving to kneel on the floor, Sonic hums out as he gently unlaces the dress shoes Shadow wore. His blue ears perk forward as he listens to what his partner for the night has to say. One by one, the shoes are carefully slipped off and set aside.

Sonic was sure those shoes were worth more than he made in a week.

Once the shoes were removed, white-gloved hands trailed slowly along Shadow’s legs, brushing up against the black fabric, able to feel the firm muscles beneath the pants and fur. It was pretty impressive as Sonic pushed up onto his feet and slowly straddled Shadow’s lap with a soft chirp.

“So,” Sonic rolled his wrists before cracking his knuckles. “What do you want to be massaged first? Front or back?” He tilts his head as he wiggles his fingers before chuckling lightly. 

To give Shadow a preview of just how magical Sonic’s fingers were, he reached out to brush his fingertips along Shadow’s neck, being careful as the other is an Alpha, and Alphas didn’t like anyone touching their necks. It was considered a vulnerable and weak spot, but Sonic wasn’t here to challenge but for pleasure.

Gently, he cups the back of Shadow’s neck, tilts his head forward, and kneads the tense muscles around there first, slowly and meticulously. “Mm, might be some discomfort because damn, you’re tense there.” He murmurs before slowly moving his fingers from the back of Shadow’s neck to his shoulders.

Despite everyone believing being a businessman means having a cushy job, Shadow’s tensed and knotted muscles beg to differ. Sonic sucks air between his teeth in a soft tsk as his fingers dig harder to work out a knot he found.

“Mm, alright.. Backside it is.” Sonic decides more to himself as he moves to get off Shadow’s lap briefly. “Shirt off and get on your stomach.” Orders the blue hedgehog as he rolls his wrists and shoulders, warming up his muscles for the work that needs to be done.

He was going to blow Shadow’s mind first with an awesome rubdown.

Gaia help him the way those long legs moved as they strode towards Shadow from the bed did dangerous things to him . He watches them a moment, slowly sliding his eyes up those thighs to those hips to the chest hidden beneath that sluggish shirt. The way his shoulder is all exposed as the neckline slips down, Shadow wants to bite it .

His gaze lingers on the emerald eyes again when Sonic speaks, standing still as the young hedgehog circles him.

What an old-fashioned mating ritual— he wonders if the kid even realizes he’s doing it. Do kids these days even know of old courting rituals like those?

“Sorry, I kept you waiting...” Shadow mumbles as Sonic stops in front of him, a tiny smirk curling in the corner of his mouth as he once again gives Sonic’s body a full once-over. His hand is taken then, going all too willingly towards the bed, watching that blue tail sway ..

He hears the omega ask about the meeting, and before Shadow can process the question since his brain is currently elsewhere , he’s being pushed onto the bed, grunting as he lands on his back and elbows to hold himself up with a breathy little chuckle.

Being pushed around by an omega.

That’s a first.

His tail wags back and forth slowly, thumping quietly against the fur comforter.

“It went.. about how I expected,” Shadow admits with a sigh in his words, eyes following every one of Sonic’s movements. How he took off his shoes and then ran his hands up his legs. How his ears were perched forward tentatively..

Shadow licks his lips.

“It wasn’t a rejection, but it wasn’t quite what I was hoping for. Still. Better than a solid ‘no’ on what I was offering..”

His voice trails off as Sonic moves to straddle his lap.

Fuck .

The Alpha’s fingers curl into the comforter to stop himself from just grabbing this kid and manhandling him .

‘What do you want to be massaged first?’

“Huh?”

Shadow’s eyes shift up from Sonic’s hips, sitting on his lap, to his eyes instead.

‘Front or back?’

Oh shit, right the massag e—

He forgot what the hell they were doing here for a second.

“ Oh-um..” He was about to say back, but it seemed the blue hedgehog had beaten him to it. It was fine, the back f elt a lot less personal, more of a buildup. Plus, he was pretty sure that if Sonic massaged his front, he’d be victim to a very persistent erection from Shadow very quickly.

Besides.. Shadow lowkey had some back problems, and a back massage sounded heavenly. Not to mention the fucking tension he holds in his shoulders causes him so many headaches.

Sonic’s hands lift to his neck, and Shadow’s breath leaves him with a small gasp, eyes widening for a moment before immediately going half-lidded when his neck is being massaged.

He’s never had an omega touch his neck. It’s new..

Kinda nice…~

His teeth grit slightly as the blue hedgehog’s fingers roll over a tender knot, causing the Alpha to grunt a bit before sighing again and relaxing. He hadn’t been expecting much in terms of a legitimate massage, fully expecting the whole thing to be an innuendo for just sex .

But hell, this kid had some damn magic fingers .

But it’s all far too short-lived as Sonic moves to get off him. “Hm?” Shadow’s eyes open fully again before processing his words and—

“Oh. Right..”

The shirt has to come off.

Now– Shadow might be older, yes, but he takes damn pride in his body. He knows it’s good. He knows damn well it’s good. The dark hedgehog works hard at the gym nearly every day to make sure it’s good . Got a toned stomach muscle and a sharp v-line that leads to his crotch, pecs that give him some serious underboobage peeking out from under his chest fur. Biceps and veins in his forearms under his fur that bulge . Calves and thighs for days .

And his ass — well.. Shadow doesn’t skip out on his squats.

So the Alpha is kind of excited to show this kid what he’s got under all the clothes he constantly has to wear for work, to show him the goods that make this whole endeavor worthwhile. The older hedgehog moves his hands up to slowly begin unbuttoning his shirt, making his way all the way down it rather than just pulling it up and over his head, to slowly reveal what’s waiting underneath.

Shadow’s red eyes watch Sonic, watching his reaction. Hoping this kid was into the muscly types and not the soft, cuddly kind. His chest fur was pretty cuddly! At least the Alpha had that going for him, if so. Fluffed and softened with lavender oil, he massages it every morning.

Shadow slowly takes the shirt off, standing up from the bed, then folds the shirt and tosses it on the chair beside the window. He turns to look at Sonic again and moves his hands down to his belt, quirking a brow at the blue hedgehog. 

“Should probably take these off too?”

The Alpha is already doing it despite not having an answer yet. Massages typically mean naked , but for the sake of some decency, he’ll keep his boxer-briefs on. Black. Matching his fur.

The older hedgehog unbuckles his belt, unbuttoning the button of his slacks and then unzipping the fly before pushing them down his hips and thighs, tail pulling through the little hole in the back to flick out behind him. Stepping out of the trousers once they’re on the ground, Shadow toes off his socks as well because, well, frankly, having sexual contact of any sort with your socks was a bit of a turn off, but he's willing to make exceptions at times.

Dark red eyes stay on Sonic throughout the entire thing as Shadow reveals himself with a confidence that he had been missing up until that point.

That Alpha in him..

Then he turns, letting Sonic see the lean, sculpted muscle on his back as well and the nicely rounded ass those squats have given them, hidden under soft, black cotton that hugs him so nicely. His tail flicked slowly back and forth in the air behind the Alpha, almost teasingly. As if waving at Sonic as if to say ‘hello! touch me~’

Shadow is then moving to lie himself back on the bed, arms folding up under his head as he shifts to get into a more comfortable position. He sighs into his elbow  and rumbles deeply,

“Ready for ya..”