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Shadow and Sonic spent time together at a lively festival, surrounded by colorful game booths and the scent of sweet and salty treats simmering through the air.

Along the festival path, there were crepe stands, popcorn vendors, and festival games lining the walkway, with the fragrance of fresh dough, melted chocolate, and buttery popcorn weaving through the crisp, refreshing wind.

Shadow and Sonic sat side by side on a bench near one of the crepe stands, both enjoying their crepes drizzled with chocolate and topped with strawberries, blueberries, whipped cream, and a dusting of powdered sugar. They happily devoured their crepes, savoring each bite.

“Wow, these crepes are amazing!” Shadow commented, his eyes lighting up. “And sharing them here with you? Makes it even better.”

“Totally! These are awesome. Man, this is such a blast!” Sonic responded after swallowing another bite of his crepe. “How about we take this up a notch and see who can win at some festival games?”

“Hmph, you really think you can beat me at those games? We’ll see about that.” Shadow said, a smirk tugging at his lips. “I’m not one to back down from a challenge, so don’t expect me to go easy on you.” He taunted, lightheartedly poking fun at Sonic.

Once they had both finished their crepes, they rose to their feet and leisurely strolled through the festival.

“Ooh, check it out! There’s a game we could play together. What do you say?” Sonic grinned, nudging Shadow playfully with his elbow.

“Count me in! Prepare yourself, Sonic. You’re about to experience defeat firsthand.” Shadow’s smirk deepened as he crossed his arms, eyes narrowing with amusement.

Their first stop was at a Ring Toss game, where Shadow and Sonic paused to start the game, eager to see who would win.

“You may as well surrender now, Sonic. This one’s already in the bag for me.” Shadow remarked with certainty, eyeing the game with a laser focus.

Shadow narrowed his eyes on the ring toss stick, his aim steady as he tossed his ring with precise accuracy. It landed perfectly on top of the wooden target post, earning him the win.

“Whaaa- No way! You actually pulled it off… Guess I’ll start waving the white flag, huh?” Sonic chuckled.

“I’m a frequent winner, Sonic. You’d better get used to surrendering.” Shadow declared, his tone dripping with confidence.

The next item on the agenda was Skee-Ball, and once again, Shadow came out on top, his ball rolling smoothly into the hole marked with a glowing “100.”

“Seriously, Shadow? Two wins in a row? Way to rub it in!” Sonic laughed, shaking his head. “Alright, alright, you’re the Skee-Ball champ... I forfeit.”

After they had finished playing the games, they headed to a popcorn stand and each grabbed a bucket, generously drizzling butter over the fresh popcorn.

“Now this is more like it! Nothing beats a bucket of buttery popcorn after a day of crushing it at festival games, huh?” Sonic remarks, shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

“Crushing it? You mean losing, right?” Shadow responds, raising an eyebrow.

“Fine, I’ll let you have the glory.” Sonic chuckles.

“Enjoy losing while you can. I’m on the express lane to conquest.” Shadow teases, eyes dark with confidence.

“Oh, I’m counting on it. Gotta keep things interesting, right?” Sonic smirks.

Once they finished the last of their popcorn, the pair began making their way toward Shadow’s apartment. The lively sounds of the festival began to fade as they walked further away from the crowd, the air growing noticeably cooler.

Sonic and Shadow both slipped their hands into their hoodie pockets, pulling their hoods over their heads to shield themselves from the chill.

“Man, it got cold fast…” Sonic remarked, his voice a little shakier as he shivered, pulling his hoodie tighter around himself.

Shadow glanced at him, a hint of concern in his usually stoic expression. “Yeah, we should get inside before it gets worse.” He responded, his tone composed and phlegmatic but with a quiet urgency.

As they reached the door to Shadow’s apartment, they both came to a halt, standing in the quiet of the doorway. Shadow rummaged through his bag for his keys. After a few moments, Shadow finally found his keys, and he inserted one of the silver keys into the lock, twisting it with a firm motion until the door clicked open.

As the door creaked open, the warm, comfortable, and toasty air of Shadow’s apartment immediately washed over the two hedgehogs, a welcoming contrast to the chilly air that they had just left behind.

Sonic stretched, peeling off his hoodie and hooking it onto Shadow’s coat rack. “I swear, I’m going to need to wear something warmer than a hoodie next time.” He commented, rubbing his hands together to attempt to generate some warmth, the friction a feeble defense against the biting cold. “I’m going to need to bundle myself up better for this kind of weather.”

Shadow closed the door behind them with a soft click and shrugged off his own hoodie, draping it onto the coat hanger. He hung it neatly on the rack, and responded, “Yeah, same here. You’d be surprised at how cold it gets at this time of year.”

“Ahhh, this feels way better.” Sonic remarked, sprawling onto Shadow’s black leather couch and sinking into his couch pillows. “No more freezing wind in my face. I think I could just collapse here.”

“You’re certainly making yourself at home, aren’t you? You’re such a cheeky house guest.” Shadow chuckled. “Well, go ahead and curl up on the couch and put something on TV if you want. I’m going to go cook us some dinner.”

“Hey, nobody said I couldn’t kick my feet up here. We are dating each other, after all.” Sonic giggled, a playful sparkle glistening in his eyes.

“You’ve got a point there.” Shadow responded with a smile. “The TV remote is on the living room table. Feel free to put a TV show on, if you want.”

Sonic nodded, and turned toward the glass living room table to grab the TV remote. He hit the “On” button on the remote with a sturdy press of his finger, and the screen flickered to life.

Shadow turned his attention to the kitchen, where a small pot sat waiting on the stove. He opened one of his modern, pearly white cabinet doors and reached out for a box of rice, silently pulling out what he needed. “You hungry?” He asked Sonic, preparing the necessary ingredients for dinner.

“Yeah, I am.” Sonic answered, sitting up on the couch and glancing toward the kitchen. “What’s on the menu?”

“Fried rice,” Shadow replied, his voice focused while he measured out the ingredients with practiced precision. “Simple, but filling.”

Sonic grinned, watching him work on the meal that he’s chosen to prepare. “I didn’t know you were the cooking type.”

“Everyone has their talents.” Shadow muttered, slicing a couple of onions on a chopping board with precise, practiced motions. “Besides, it’s a nutritious meal. It’ll keep you from being hungry for a while.”

“Well, I’m looking forward to it! Gives me a chance to see how good you really are in the kitchen.” Sonic said with a grin.

Shadow gave a smile. “You bet. Just hang tight — It’ll be ready soon.”

Sonic nodded and leaned back on the couch, idly clicking through the channels on Shadow’s flat-screen TV. The rapid flicker of images and the rumble of background noise filled the living room while Shadow continued to slice vegetables in the kitchen.

The scent of salty fried rice and piquant vegetables sizzling in the pan drifted into the living room. Sonic drew in a deep breath, savoring the aroma of the meal in progress.

Shadow tossed the sliced onions and carrots into the pan, stirring them through the rice until the ingredients blended together in a sizzling harmony.

On the couch, Sonic flicked through channel after channel, finally settling on a show that caught his eye. He let a mockumentary TV show play in the background, absent-mindedly watching it as the smell of fried rice grew richer by the minute.

“Alright — It’s ready.” Shadow said at last, rinsing his hands before reaching for a pair of bowls to put the fried rice inside of.

“Sweet! Let’s put your cooking skills to the test and see how this turned out!”

Sonic replied, stretching his legs as he pushed himself up from the couch.

The two of them carried their bowls to the dining room table and sat across from each other.

A pale and hardly detectable white puff of steam rose from each bowl of rice, the savory scent of vegetables and soy sauce curling through the air.

Sonic scooped up a spoonful of the meal without hesitation and popped it into his mouth. His eyes lit up instantly. “Whoa! Shadow, this is amazing!” He exclaimed, chewing a mouthful of rice in his mouth. “Seriously, I wasn’t expecting it to taste this good — It’s like, restaurant-quality! You’ve been holding out on me!”

Shadow blinked, pleasantly taken back by the praise. A faint blush colored his cheeks as he smiled. “I’m so happy that you like it.” He responded, his voice softer than usual. “Thank you so much.”

“Like it? I love it!” Sonic insisted, already diving in for another mouthful. “This is hands-down some of the best fried rice that I have ever had.”

A warm smile tugged at the corner of Shadow’s mouth, and he picked up his chopsticks, taking another bite out of the dish. “Heh, thank you so much Sonic.” The black hedgehog responded, clearly flustered. “That means a lot. Maybe I should cook more often.”

Sonic beamed, swallowing another mouthful of fried rice. “Heck yeah, you should! I could dive into your cooking all day long.”

“Thank you so much, Sonic.” Shadow smiled, a genuinely grateful and flattered tone evident in his voice.

The two of them ate together, the sound of clinking utensils and the occasional satisfied hum from Sonic filling the quiet apartment. Before long, both bowls were scraped clean.

Shadow and Sonic sank into Shadow’s black leather couch after they finished their meals, settling down next to each other side by side. They decided to watch the mockumentary on TV that Sonic had found, letting the show play on Shadow’s flat-screen TV as they lounged comfortably together on the couch.

After a brief couple of minutes of watching the TV show, Shadow and Sonic found themselves sitting a little closer than usual, their hearts beating slightly faster. Sonic shifted on the couch, raising a hand to his mouth as he yawned lazily. Shadow kept his eyes on the screen, but when Sonic’s yawn ended, their gazes met — Shadow’s bright and vivid ruby red eyes locking with Sonic’s emerald ones.

Shadow leaned back slightly on the couch, his gaze still lingering on the TV for a moment before he turned to Sonic.

“You know… I had a really good time with you today.” Shadow said softly, a subtle hint of pink flushing through his cheeks. “Spending time with you like this… It was… nice.”

Sonic beamed, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “Yeah, me too. I had a lot of fun too, Shadow. Seriously, today was awesome.” He said with a smile.

For a heartbeat, they stared into each other’s eyes, each reading the same startled, flustered expression on both of their faces. Both of their facial expressions were mirrored with lust, anticipating what was about to happen next. Then, as of drawn together by an invisible force, they both leaned in, and their lips collided into a fierce, consuming kiss.

As Shadow and Sonic kissed each other passionately on the couch, Shadow fiercely grabbed a fistful of Sonic’s spikey blue bristles, a rough moan escaping Shadow’s mouth against Sonic’s lips.

“I’m going to fucking dominate you until you can’t even remember your own name.” Shadow rasped in his deep, rugged, and gritty voice. “By the time I’m through, there will be absolutely nothing left of you.” He aggressively barked, brutally clenching Sonic’s quills in his fists.

Shadow inserted his tongue inside of Sonic’s mouth, and Sonic moaned at the sudden intrusion, heavily turned on by the forceful and absolutely feral entrance of Shadow’s tongue, and the blue hedgehog proceeded to do the same, both of their wet and hot muscles wrestling with each other.

As both of their tongues explored the caverns of each other’s mouths, Shadow sucked on Sonic’s tongue ruthlessly, and he proceeded to grind his waist against Sonic’s in a rough, vicious, malevolent motion.

Shadow went ahead and squeezed Sonic’s waist tightly while they continued to kiss each other deeply, his strong and controlling fists tightening firmly around Sonic’s hips, anchoring them both in their charged and steamy make-out session.

The black hedgehog pulled away from Sonic’s lips as the two hedgehogs both drew in sharp, shallow inhales of air, their breaths both hitching inside of their chests.

Shadow initiated the next segment of their sexual encounter and sank to his knees, descending to a crouch until he was eye-level with Sonic’s waist, with a sadistic grin tugging at his teeth. “You better brace yourself for what I’m about to do next…” Shadow drawled in a rough and smug voice, his seductive tone seeping with dominance and authority.

Sonic’s breath hitched at Shadow’s dirty, animalistic words — And without another second to waste, Shadow leaned in to access Sonic’s crotch better, and he proceeded to take Sonic’s entire pussy into his mouth, licking Sonic’s genitals with a forceful and aggressive stroke of his tongue.

Sonic inhaled sharply, a gasp catching in his throat. He sucked in air through his clenched teeth, startled, and air rushed straight into Sonic’s lungs in a quick, jagged breath.

The inky black hedgehog sucked his thick lips tightly around Sonic’s clit, absorbing the nub of Sonic’s sensitive pink flesh deep into his lips, and Sonic hissed sharply in arousal as he gritted his teeth, biting down on his teeth hard, his molars pressed tightly together as he held back a growl.

Shadow broke away from Sonic’s vagina for a brief moment, and focused his gaze on Sonic’s pussy, snatching a concentrated visual of his private parts as he growled, absolutely bloodthirsty with arousal.

Shadow grabbed a hold of Sonic’s thighs in his palms, and inserted a finger inside of Sonic’s pussy, beginning to finger Sonic repetitively in a rough vigor.

The blue hedgehog clenched his jaw tightly as the pitch black hedgehog forcefully wedged his finger inside and out of his wet, dripping pussy, and Sonic teeth snapped shut at the incredibly pleasurable intrusion, his thighs twitching totteringly, shaking desperately beneath the incredibly euphoric strain.

“Nnnngh- I- S-Shadow, I can’t- GGGH!!!” Sonic whined, mewling loudly in arousal. “P-Please, just ruin me… G-Go harder — Just… Fuck me up, destroy me… This feels so good, I… I can’t,” Sonic whimpered, overflowing with stimulation while he covered his mouth with both of his palms, trying to hold back his moans with tears prickling at his eyes.

Shadow smirked, a sinister grin curling at the corners of his mouth, his blood-red, ruby eyes absolutely corrupt with temptation. “You’re so deliciously submissive...” The black hedgehog muttered, proceeding to lick a wet stripe onto Sonic’s pussy afterwards. “I want you to unravel at my touch, and I’m going to absolutely annihilate you.”

Shadow stuck his tongue deep inside of Sonic’s pussy, and Sonic moaned, his thighs shaking as Shadow tongued him roughly.

“Mmmgh-” Sonic grunted sharply through his teeth, his fists buried through Shadow’s black and red quills, coursing through his sharp spikes while Shadow continues to lick his pussy.

“You really seem to be enjoying this, hmm~?” Shadow purred, latching his lips tightly around Sonic’s clit again, vacuuming his mouth around Sonic’s clitoris, creating a pleasurable suction sensation. A guttural moan escaped Sonic’s throat, his head bent down as he felt himself overtaken by ecstasy.

“Y-Yes… I am… G-God, just… HNNNG! J-Just, please, keep doing that…” Sonic pleaded, his voice breaking and his fingers tightly clenching Shadow’s prickly, thorny, rough pitch black quills.

Greedy for another chance to assert his dominance, Shadow broke away from Sonic’s pussy, rose to his feet, and nipped a fierce bite into the crook of Sonic’s shoulder, leaving a hickey on the bite mark afterwards. Sonic yelped, startled by the sensation, and he squeezed Shadow’s waist while Shadow smirked against Sonic’s shoulder.

“You need to be claimed by me, marked by me, devoured by me.” Shadow hissed into the gap of Sonic’s shoulder. “I am your master, and you are MINE, forever.” Shadow stated sternly, grabbing Sonic’s tail tightly to emphasize his point and highlight his authority. “Are we clear, hedgehog?”

Sonic grunted as he pulled in a tight breath, his heart pounding wildly through his chest while Shadow tugged on his tail. “Y-Yes, S-Shadow, yes!!!” He moaned, panting heavily. “P-Please, just get on with it already!!!” He wailed, completely unraveling in pleasure.

Shadow yanked Sonic’s tail in one quick motion and unrelentingly sucked another hickey onto Sonic’s shoulder, and Sonic sucked air into his lungs in ragged gulps, his breath rasping through his throat.

“P-Please, Shadow… I- I can’t,” Sonic cried, bending his head down as Shadow continued to touch him.

Shadow pulled away from Sonic’s shoulder, loosened his grip on Sonic’s tail, and peeled his fingers back. Sonic moaned softly at the fade of tension, and tried to catch his breath.

“How was that?” Shadow asked, his mouth curled into a teasing smirk.

“That…” Sonic drew in a breath, trying to collect himself, pausing for a moment before he finished his sentence. “That was awesome.”

“Mmm, that pretty much says it all.” Shadow grinned, pressing one last kiss to Sonic’s cheek. “I knew it would hit the spot.”