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Mermay Day 14 - Angelfish

"We are a reputable aquarium," your boss announces, watching you mop up a sticky soda spill from one of the indoor aisles.

It's after hours and you're cleaning up before you go home. It's always a horrendous mess once visitors have left.

"Reputation is important," your boss says, rocking on his heels like one of those wobble toys that don't fall over.

"Of course, Sir," you reply dutifully, wishing he would leave so you can listen to a podcast or some music.

He usually leaves before you and leaves you to close up, so you're not sure what he's still doing here.

"We like to be taken seriously!" He barks suddenly.

You lean on your mop and raise your eyebrows.

"Is something on your mind, sir?"

"That." He points to the angelfish exhibit, where the single occupant--a brightly patterned male mer named Lan--is guarding a "clutch" of ping-pong balls.

"It's ridiculous," your boss frowns.

"Sir, two weeks ago you were giving visitors the go-ahead to give him those balls. You said it was good for business, remember?"

"Well... Yes, but we can't have anyone thinking to accuse us of neglect or abuse."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Remove them." You wrinkle your nose at the idea. "He's very protective of his eggs, you know."

"Fake eggs," your boss corrects. "Anyway, you always know what to do. That's why you're my best employee!"

"I'm your only employee," you snort.

He gives you a sturdy clap on the shoulder and says he believes in you before he leaves. Once you're done cleaning the floor you change into a bathing suit to go in the exhibit and begin the unpleasant task of retrieving poor Lan's "eggs". To your surprise, he lets you take them without a fuss. It's far too easy, which is suspicious. It all makes sense when you start to get out of the tank and he clutches you, holding you back.

"I really do want little ones," he says beseechingly. "Real babies. Will you help me?"

"With what, exactly?" You ask.

Lan gets a gleam in his eye. "Fertilizing them," he purrs.

@idle-monsters

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im pregnant with NOTHING [the void expands out of my pussy and destroys the world ]

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i know what this situation needs…explicit fanfiction

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Ughhhh fuck meee

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Shes a 10 but she has a habit of leaving the curtains wide open and the lights on while she changes into her sleep shirt b4 bed, tits out

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nyaa

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This duck only stares at FAGGOTS and PERVERTS

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I hate it when ur nipple is so hard it like starts hurting about it

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Read a too long smut fic and stayed up till 30 minutes b4 my alarm 😔 it will happen again

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Been thinking so much about knotting lately. So many videos I see get it wrong it's not abt size it's about the TIE. being STUCK together through the afterglow that lock... oughhh good shit

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♡ ͎. ｡˚ °PILLOWTALK° ˚｡. ͎♡

“𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.”

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐! 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽! ↳ ❝ ¡! [p in v, sleep sex, consensual non-consent, unprotected sex] ¡! ❞

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾? 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗒! 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾—𝗐𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗈!!!

↝somnophile!sonic who’s body is always more on edge than the average person. his high speed means a fast metabolism so he constantly has to be snacking just to keep a steady energy supply. but sometimes he overshoots his needs and has to deal with the consequence of his thrumming heart when it’s too dark for him to want to be out

↝somnophile!sonic who feels the curves of your body tucked against his and can’t stop his hands from tightening around you, adoring the soft give whenever he presses his fingers into the muscle. his thoughts so easily wander into the haze of imagination when there is nothing but you to keep his mind occupied; the relaxed rise and fall of your chest that he wants to make faster, turning slow breaths into pants all while you stay locked in your dreams. what images could your unconscious mind conjure up under his touches, he wonders

↝somnophile!sonic who loves to press himself against your back and slip a hand around your front to slide his fingers along the vertical hem of your pajama bottoms tentatively, not wanting to wake you but still wanting to make you writhe for him. it starts with a teasing touch against your covered center and slowly transcends into small circles, where his fingertips can feel an increasing warmth as they lure you into an aroused state

↝somnophile!sonic who is so easily tempted by the way you begin to sigh in your sleep that he can’t stop himself from moving you onto your back so he can climb between your legs. he rests on his stomach, arms holding your thighs into a soft bend at the knee to keep them open. his eyes looked up to see your sleeping face, still peaceful but subtly flushed, as he worked your clothes off. it helps that he moves faster than most minds can comprehend because you only stir when the cool air of the night meets your damp slit

↝somnophile!sonic who grinds his stiffened length into the bed as best he could in his laying position while his mouth works for a taste of you. every time a night like this keeps him awake, he’s torn between making you fall apart on his tongue or yanking you from your rest when the pleasure of his cock filling you gets too intense for your stationary mind to ignore. but he can never deny his fill of you; it’s dangerous once he gets a single lick, just the hint of your flavor makes it so incredibly hard for him to pull away that he easily forgets to be gentle with your pliant body

↝somnophile!sonic who ruins his own orgasm when he stains the bed sheets with his release, only to see what he could have had instead. your slit is glistening with your lust and his saliva, presenting an inviting sheen as if to mock him for his inability to hold back. humping into the mattress may have felt so satisfying in the moment, making him moan against your folds as he shoved his tongue into your hole, but it could never compare to the feeling of your walls sucking him in

↝somnophile!sonic who is overwhelmingly unsatisfied with the ending he met, so he lifts himself onto his knees and meanly wraps a hand around his spent length to force it back to life. his teeth grit against the sensitivity but he bears through it, casting his eyes over your sleeping form and imagining everything he could do to wake you. he listens to the memory of your moans as he pumps his cock, stuttering exhales leaving him when he returns his tongue to your heat for extra encouragement

↝somnophile!sonic who works himself back into standing and eagerly slots his legs between yours to align his tip to your entrance. its the one moment he's holding his breath as he pushes in, waiting to see if you react. yet, save for a shift in your weight, you remain vulnerable in rest

↝somnophile!sonic who doesn’t hold back in his thrusts, keeping a fast pace as he appreciates the stark difference between you and the mattress. his hands messily push your shirt up and anything that might get in the way of your chest before he’s leaning down to take one of your nipples into his mouth. he’s inconsiderate, he knows he is, but he feels like a starved man chasing a meal—zealous and earnest

↝somnophile!sonic who cums inside you with a deep arch of his back. he’ll clean you up and return your clothes to their original state, but he won’t do anything to tell you about his seed that painted your cervix. if you feel something the next morning, he’ll only press a kiss to your forehead before running off with an unfelt apology

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♡ ͎. ｡˚TALKING BODY˚｡. ͎♡

"𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦."

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐! 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽! ↳ ❝ ¡! [thigh jobs, ambiguous gender] ¡! ❞

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗎𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺, 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇, 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅!

SONIC

Heavy breaths fanned across the bend of your cervical spine, broken into gasps by the sound of moans. There was a sense of urgency in the way Sonic moved behind you, hands roughly pulling your hips against him from behind as he sought friction between your legs. With your back against his front you could hardly see the expression that drew his face into a scrunch, but from the way his fingers bruised your skin and the fast, sloppy pace of his thrusts, you could guess he was enjoying himself.

His length was a heated force pushing the plush of your thighs apart, leaking pearls of white all over the inner expanse of your legs, making a wet, sticky, mess of you as he sought out his pleasure. It was unlike anything he’d felt before, not quiet as warm as your velvet walls or as rough as your hands, but addictive in the way it offered a firm hold with its smoothness. There was something about the way he could easily peel your thighs apart and slip into you, uninhibited, but choosing not to that made him shudder; even now, he could feel the radiating warmth of your arousal sweeping down your legs, so close yet so far from his size and it drove him mad.

“You’re dripping,” he commented breathlessly, lifting a hand to tilt your head back against his shoulder, exposing the entire front of your neck, “and I’m not even touching you. Does feeling me use you like this get you off?”

You whined, the sound felt by Sonic’s hand that held you by the underside of your jaw. He stretched forward to place kisses all along the base of your neck as a tight feeling curled up in his core; a pulsing ache made him drive faster against you, slicked against your muscle by the mix of arousal coating him from where he met you.

"I should have known," his words were muffled by his lips on your skin, "that you would enjoy this. That's why you suggested it, right? Wanted to see me getting primal with desperation?"

He pinched your hip, nudging your thighs into a tighter clasp around his girth with his knees. A waver in his voice made him hiss when he suddenly felt a buildup of lust tense every vertebrate in his back, making his dick pulse with a surge of hot white pleasure. Against him, he held you in a vice grip as he trailed after his orgasm just a few rocks away, not able to care for the way you whimpered under his strength.

"I can't take it. Every part of you feels so good," his voice was cut into short sections of speech, "You're amazing. So incredible. How did I get so lucky?"

Pushing you forward with his weight, he gave one last thrust before burying himself as far into you as he could go. With the head of his cock peeking, just barely, from between your thighs, he released thick ropes into the air; vocal moans slipped off his tongue filthily, deep in a way that made your legs shift to satisfy your own need.

"Wait—don't do that," Sonic sharply exhaled, releasing your jaw to still your hips, "sensitive. I'll take care of ya, just...give me a sec."

SHADOW

There was a dull ache in the joint of your hips from the way your legs had been pushed up over Shadow's shoulders, a strong hand holding your knees together to induce a pressure that he'd quickly become obsessed with. Laying on your back had meant you had a first hand view of the way an angry colored tip appeared and disappeared between your flesh, and it made you flush.

When you had allowed Shadow to satiate his urges triggered by the reveal of your pajamas, you hadn't quite meant it like this. More than once tonight you had caught him glancing at the way the hem of your shorts hiked up ever so slightly whenever you moved; and when you shifted closer to him, he placed a hand over your knee in temptation. You should have known what he was thinking with that behavior, yet you had so willingly offered yourself entirely to him, assuming it would be like always.

Hearing him growl as he encouraged you to lie down, quick to pull you towards his lap, had made you realize he was not feeling sweet tonight. It was obvious in the way he earnestly slid his length between your soft thighs, the drag of his cock wet by the leak of pre-cum smeared by your skin. Never before had Shadow been so intent on devouring you, tilted off balance by the heavy pleasure that came from the way your legs took him in so pliantly, moving with every impact of his hips against you. His expression was contorted in focus, eyes lidded in a mesmerized stare.

A small, biting kiss to your ankle made you pull your gaze up to him, "Do you enjoy seeing like this?"

His words were spoken in a lack of air, tone near raspy as he stifled the sounds of his lust in his chest. A finger reached down to collect your arousal, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you planned this. Wearing those shorts, acting so prettily; you make it hard to focus."

His thrusts were forceful and long in their stride making you feel the entirety of his length as he panted from the pleasure. A faint glow in his eyes exposed the thrum of energy inside him, explaining the reason why one hand tightened around your knees while the other began to dig small motions against your arousal. You gave him a moan of approval when the touch enslaved you to your desperation, offering relief to the anticipation you felt.

“You’re bad for my self-control,” Shadow grit, feeling all the more turned on by the way he could pull you close to the edge with his hand alone, even when his cock was right there, cushioned right below where you could use him most.

He didn’t want to cum before you, never liking to leave you squirming under unmet desire while his rolled over him, but he couldn’t stop himself. You were a siren in the way your body called to him, not letting him stop from slamming his length between your thighs even as he felt his abdomen curl with his release. Deep groans followed the strings of his orgasm all across your stomach, but he hadn’t stopped rutting into you.

“I’ll make you as weak to me an I am for you,” he hissed, spreading your thighs apart to rest his length against your sensitivity. It was his promise to you when he began to grind his hips against you, clenching his jaw under the sparks of ignored recovery.

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“what that mouth do” gnaw on bone and chew through ligaments

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ok i wasnt joking tho i like. wet through my fucking underwear drawing that last post n now i cant take care of it cuz i gotta go pick up my mom from work

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ahaha.. girl dick for the win

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GOOD LUCK, BABE

“𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦”

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐱 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐! 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽! ↳ ❝ ¡! [𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗏, oral (m receiving), threesome, slight dubcon?] ¡! ❞

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝖺𝗁𝗁 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗂'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖳^𝖳

The air was thick with unacknowledged emotions, the intensity of them cooling the temperature by entire degrees. Shadow, with his arms crossed rigidly over his front, bore an unwavering gaze directed at Sonic who stood across. You were placed in the middle of them, shoulders weighed down with stress as you nervously looked between the two, unsure of what to say or how to act.

"You've got some nerve making a stand now, of all moments.” Shadow spoke, voice terse, "For someone who claims to have been here the whole time, you've stood pathetically in the sidelines."

Sonic's expression made itself strict with a scowl as he held his hands on his hips, challenging the black hedgehog. "You know it's not like that, Shadow. I was only giving her the space she needed to make her own decision."

"And she has. She chose me. You lost your chance."

You wanted to intervene, wanted to stop the sparks before they grew into a flame, but your presence had all but disappeared the moment truths had been revealed. Tonight had gone nothing like how you planned; the games you prepared sat unplayed on the floor, snacks unopened and the constellations unmapped. What was meant to be a camping trip had somehow morphed into the dissolving of friendships. And over what? You...it appeared.

When Sonic had agreed to the retrieval of firewood he had left you alone with Shadow to set up the tent. In a series of misunderstood instructions and flailing metal parts, you ended up frustrated beyond your sanity. It was no help when you tripped over the stake you’d just hammered into the ground, tumbling into the dirt and giving up. Shadow had pulled you back up and helped to dust you off before placatingly offering you a kiss to the forehead only for Sonic to return and immediately freeze.

Admittedly, you had meant to tell Sonic of your new relationship but it never felt right. You loved Shadow, of course you did, but you couldn’t help but cling to the way things were. With the three of you tied so closely together, a revelation of your promise to Shadow would introduce a shift in the dynamics, you just knew it. So when a few weeks had passed you by in your hesitance, your guilty conscious had all but consumed you. That’s what this whole trip was about: to finally tell him, to finally free yourself once and for all.

The plan had been to expose everything in a fun environment…but now that you thought about it, perhaps it wasn’t your best idea. Not especially when Sonic had revealed his longstanding feelings for you, much to your dismay and Shadow's displeasure.

"More like you stole it. Admit it, Shadow, all you ever do is make decisions for her. How much time did you wait before coincidentally swooping in and saving the day? Because I remember it being none,” Sonic responded more serious than you'd ever seen him.

Shadow rolled his eyes, "I didn't steal anything, only picked up the pieces. You're reckless and impulsive, what makes you think that's good for her?"

"Yeah, well, you're overbearing and boring. You think that's supposed to be better?"

“Better than you dropping everything for your whims. Weren’t you the one who said commitment ‘just wasn’t your thing’? What will happen when one day you decide you want more, or less? Will you run away like you do to all your other responsibilities?”

“I’ve got commitment issues? Says the guy who avoids any form of contact at all. Don’t throw stones when you live in a glass house.”

Your head was beginning to ache with the tension that suffocated you; would it be wrong on your part to just go to bed? Surely they could work it out on their own...right?

“Look who suddenly learned the meaning of words.”

Maybe not.

“You—“

Overwhelmed, you held a hand up to both of them, voice close to yelling as you said, “can you guys just relax? Seriously, there are colors between black and white you know. Not everything needs to have unbearable depth and complexity.”

Letting out a heavy sigh you massaged your temples, “I get it, things were handled poorly and it’s half my fault because it was half my secret. But pointing fingers won’t change anything. Can we just talk this out and get some rest? I really don’t want things to fall apart because of something like this.”

Silence stretched on after your words which sat uncomfortably on your heart, making you feel all the more nervous when both the hedgehogs focused their stares at you.

“What is there to talk about,” Shadow finally spoke up, palpable with his disdain, “You showed your heart.”

“Yeah, right,” Sonic snorted, “I could say the same thing when we spent the night together.”

Your head snapped towards the blue hedgehog, mouth agape in surprise that he had remembered that night. It happened when you’d been tossing and turning and unable to sleep in the company of anxiety; you were afraid to return to the dreams that plague you, prompted by a reason no longer important. In the end, you resorted to taking a walk in hopes to clear your mind only to run into Sonic who’d been sleeping in a soft patch of grass.

He was startled awake by the sound of your footsteps, to which you offered a sea of apologies for before trying to dismiss yourself. However, Sonic had simply laughed it off, offering encouragement for you to stick around. Feeling grateful, you settled down beside him and fell into a smooth flow of conversation that had been more vulnerable than you'd expected. Somewhere along the passing time the two of you had shifted closer together, warm and content in each other's presence. It'd happened like a dream when Sonic had called your name, making you look at him, before pressing his lips against yours in a sentimental kiss.

The action was everything you'd fantasized, making your heart race in an effort to keep you breathing, and for the first time in your life you found yourself so sure of what you wanted. But, in the days that followed, that night had never been revisited...you felt you could only take it as a sign that it hadn't been what you thought. You felt the claws of disappointment sink themselves into your flesh making you bleed continuously from a lack of closure. Sonic never seemed to notice, but Shadow had, and for that you could never not love him.

So when Shadow’s frown twitched as he glared at Sonic, you felt your heart drop, “what did you say?”

“Exactly what I’ve been telling you this whole time: You didn't let them choose. You saw the chance and took it without considering anyone but yourself.”

Quickly intervening, you stepped closer to Shadow, “we kissed, once, before you and I started dating.”

Sonic’s irked expression turned smug upon the reveal, making him lean his weight back as he raised his brows at Shadow in a provoking way, “It was once in reality, but ask about our dreams.”

You gave Sonic an exasperated look but couldn't help the flush that blossomed at his words, knowing you were guilty. After all this time you still could not pull yourself away from that stubborn blue hedgehog, not even when your heart had attached itself to another, and it often urged you into a spiral of doubt.

“Shadow,” you began to explain yourself, but he reached out to pull your arm towards him.

“Dream all you want,” he scowled, “but the real thing is mine. Mine to have, mine to hold. You kissed her once, I kiss her everyday; you shared one night but whats that compared to the many we'll have?”

“The comparison is that not even a hundred nights with you could match a single hour of the passion she shared with me.”

A single, humorless laugh escaped Shadow and, with a roll of his eyes, he tugged you closer, "Doubtful."

Sonic didn't falter at the sight of Shadow's negation, his ego making him bold enough to move closer to you until he was able to grab a hold of your free arm. In a swift motion he yanked you from Shadow's side, "When is anything not with you."

You stumbled in his pull with a noise of surprise, protesting when neither one freed you.

"Only when I know I'm wrong. And I," Shadow pushed a finger into Sonic's chest, jaw clenching as he gripped you tighter, "am never wrong."

"Ouch—guys," you complained with a wince, feeling uncomfortable under their respective strengths. Slapping away his hand, Sonic pointed back at him, "I could easily prove that you are."

Shadow tsked, "I'd like to see you try."

"Watch me."

With you still in Shadow's possession, Sonic pushed forward, uncaring of the way the other scowled, and took hold of your lips with his. Your gasp was swallowed by him when his hand held your head still so he could wet your skin with his tongue. A loud buzz overtook your mind, drowning out every thought that bubbled to the surface and numbing you to your worries. Whatever Shadow’s reaction was, you could hardly register it in your stupefied state, only feeling when he pushed Sonic away, his hold on your arms retreating.

“How’s that for evidence,” Sonic said with an overly satisfied smirk, not phased in the slightest by Shadow’s aggression. You were immediately pulled from your shocked daze, opening your mouth to shame the blue hedgehog only for Shadow to beat you to it.

“What was that intended to prove? You’re unskilled at best, it’s no wonder she chose me,” Taking hold of your chin, Shadow tugged you forward until you blocked his view of the other, “Watch and learn, second place.”

With a tenderness that didn’t match his attitude, he kissed you deeply, sharp teeth subtly grazing your bottom lip. Used to his touch you felt yourself relax slightly, falling into the solid presence of him with the promise of safety. He was different than Sonic in the way he experienced you, fully and entirely, as if he knew nothing was everlasting. You enjoyed it, truly so, but with such a stark difference between the two you weren’t sure which had affected you more. Sonic must have been avidly watching with the lack of quips he offered, you’d almost forgotten he was there. Almost.

“I told you,” Shadow broke away from you, eyes lingering on the flush beneath your eyes before looking back at Sonic, “I’m never wrong.”

With your back to him, you couldn’t tell the reaction he had but you weren’t sure you wanted to. The unfurling of events had hit you, making you hyper aware of yourself, the two others surrounding you, and the tangled web of confessions. There was no way that this just happened. Moreover, what was supposed to happen now?!

Lost in waves of your reeling thoughts you hadn’t felt when Sonic placed a hand on your waist, looking over your shoulder from behind to regard Shadow, “As if. If we were on a 10 point scale, you’d get a 5, and that’s generous. On the other hand, I’d humbly accept an 8. Hey don’t give me that look, if you have a problem bring it up with the judge!”

“Believe me, I will.”

Suddenly you were being pulled by the hand into the tent by Shadow. How funny that the very thing that started this would be the end as well. You would muse the idea if you weren’t currently being directed into standing on your knees, stripped bare of everything but your underwear and sandwiched between the two hedgehogs.

As if mentally connected, they went to work in chase of a shared goal. Where Shadow positioned himself before you planting heavy kisses against your lips and holding your middle, Sonic knelt behind working a trail of small bites and light sucks up your neck while interlacing your fingers with his to keep your hands out of the way. You let out a shaky breath as you processed the double presence, feeling weak when you found you didn’t know who to focus on.

It’d been easy for the two to unravel you, making you lightheaded from the way they balanced each other out in impression and pace. You were the shore where Shadow was the earth and Sonic the ocean, both presented themselves as a part of you, carving into you in ways you don’t think you’d ever recover from. Concern for yourself didn’t set in until Shadow was trailing his lips downward, adorning your jaw and neck with firm kisses and small licks. Instinctively, you reached for him, wanting to hold him for stability, but forgot that Sonic had caged your hands by your side; it seemed your incline for Shadow had caught his attention, making his competitive spirit spark to life when he took his turn with you. With a nudge of his nose, he made you turn your head to him, grinning with half-lidded eyes as he replaced the space on your lips that his counterpart relieved.

Any attention that you paid one made the other pursue you earnestly, driven by a point to prove. You weren't sure what you could do when all of you was being consumed by twin mouths sucking lightly in territorial marks, each time a tongue struck out to sooth the irritated skin; when feelings had grown to heavy to be contained by the heart, you felt them rising against you. On your knees as you were, Sonic had begun to grind into you from behind—an act that made Shadow bear his teeth before pulling your hips forward to fit them flush against his own.

Sighing with effort, you aimed to conciliate the two when you let yourself fall against the black colored hedgehog, shifting your knees outside his hips to present yourself to the lighter one seeking you from behind. For a few moments this position worked, allowing the two to slide against you, building up expectancy in their hardening lengths; Sonic found an addictive friction against the plush of your ass, thrilling his nerves with short thrusts to focus the pleasure near his end. Meanwhile, Shadow had taken to fitting himself between his stomach and your pelvis, exhaling deeply at the body warmth encompassing him and seeking it out with slow and indulgent thrusts.

Having two cocks—and from the duo that you loved at that—finding pleasure on you had made your panties damp with arousal. You felt your heart beating erratically as you tried to satisfy both at the same time, rocking forward and arching back had been a lot more challenging than it'd seem. But it hadn't mattered much when Shadow's exploring mouth had trailed up too high, making him bump against Sonic who broke his kiss with you to protest.

"Hey, watch it," his tone hadn't held any malice but there was a strange tint to it that made you wonder if he really minded at all.

Shadow, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes, "Watch yourself. You're in my way."

"Calm down terminator, I have an easy solution," Sonic said, "but you'll need to let go."

You watched the silent conversation that took place between them, neither of them wavering in their stare at the other for a few moments. Not wanting the mood to be ruined you began to intervene only to be surprised when Shadow released his hold on you.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?"

"Shut up and move."

Mimicking him petulantly, Sonic guided you back, helping lift your weight until you could scoot off Shadow's lap. Then he was guiding you back, making you reverse until you had room to position yourself on your hands and knees. Quickly understanding what he wanted, you fixed yourself into a comfortable position, encouraging Shadow to stand on his knees, like you'd been before, and tempting him nearer to you until he could feel your every exhale on his member.

Without waiting for confirmation, you reached a hand out to grasp Shadow's stiffened length, ghosting your fingers along the shaft to admire the shape. Sonic moved behind you, palming your hips as he teased himself against your ass once more. Shadow hadn't said a word about the new setting, too focused on the way you'd begun to kiss along his length, your fingers massaging the base of him softly.

Having you go down on him like this was a first; he never considered it before, too absorbed in worshiping you to even think about himself. He prided himself on servicing you...but the way you looked, so willing to swallow him entirely, had him short circuiting. His breathing grew heavier as you wet him with your tongue, lips tracing the rim of his tip.

Seeing you so contentedly work up Shadow, Sonic's smirk grew. Without bothering to slip off your panties—not wanting to move you anymore—he simply pulled them to the side to expose your glistening slit. With his free hand, he ran a finger through your folds, eliciting a whimper from you, in test of your readiness. Of course, he couldn't help but rub a few perfect circles into the bud above your folds, but he didn't linger. Using your arousal that coated his fingers, he slicked his cock, pumping himself twice before prodding at your entrance.

You willed yourself to not grow too distracted by the behavior you couldn't see, motivating yourself to continue when you felt a throb run through Shadow's length. The darker hedgehog hadn't expected to find sharing you so rousing. He noticed the way you struggled to focus on pleasing him when Sonic teased your entrance, the way you gasped against his cock when Sonic threatened to penetrate you. It was half electrifying to watch you get overwhelmed but also half offensive to see you react so positively to the other hedgehog.

Wanting the upper hand, Shadow took initiative, wrapping a hand behind your head while he pushed past your lips. The girth filling your mouth had caught you of guard, immediately making you snap to focus just to you wouldn't choke. Smirking smugly, Shadow glanced back at Sonic in a way that showed off his accomplishment.

Sonic saw it all, but he was nothing if not persistent.

While you were busy, he took the chance to bury himself inside you, making you let out a muffled cry of startlement. There was no stopping them now, not even as you struggled to keep up. From both ends the hedgehogs fucked you, making your vision blur when you could hardly breathe against the onslaught. Shadow's thickness bore down into your throat, his hips setting a formidable pace as he used your mouth. You did your best to provide a suction, eager to drive him insane, but it proved to be a challenge when he was pulling out almost completely just to force a way back in.

Opposite to him was Sonic who kept a softer impact but couldn't resist a high speed. His cock could only slide out halfway before he was returning to the embrace of your walls; it didn't help that he had the revelation of a new interest. He felt himself ache deeply, in a yearning for carnal satisfaction, as he watched Shadow abuse your tongue. The way saliva had begun to drip from the corners of your mouth as you so sweetly bent to his desires, allowing the other to find his high even as you lost air over it.

Sonic knew this wouldn't be a memory he'd ever forget, knew that the way you clenched around him with that pretty, subjugated, expression would haunt him whenever he was alone. It was both the best and worst experience of his life when he felt the telltale signs of an overflowing lust beginning to coil around every bone in his body. His ears fell as he panted, flushed expression falling into one showing of his succumbing to arousal. A needy hand pulled your waist down to force you further onto his length while the other tightened its hold on your panties.

When you were tugged backwards, Shadow grunted. His chest fur heaved under his struggle to breathe only to stutter to a complete stop when he noticed the sight behind you. Your dripping cunt was being ravaged by Sonic, soaking through the fabric of your panties and creating sounds so lewd Shadow was surprised he hadn't noticed them before. He recognized the lighter hedgehog's expression, the obvious signs of an approaching orgasm making him buck into you wildly.

Strangely enough, the thought of you being stuffed full made his cock twitch. He imagined the view of you leaking, pearly cum mixing together as it seeped down your slit, and he groaned deeply. He'd known already that his favorite sight to see was you completely fucked out, but it caught him off guard to know he didn't mind the faker painting you white. It was unacceptable. If anyone would make you heavy with release, it would be him.

Impassioned, Shadow grit his teeth and chased the floating strings of his lust. It didn't take long for him to reach it, each time the tip of his length reverberated the moans you cried around him had sent him spiraling further out of control.

You knew you wouldn't last much longer either, much too affected by the forces of each hedgehog. All along you'd been drowning in desire for them, gasping for air to relieve yourself of the fire burning in your core. And when you tried to process each presence, you only found yourself lost in a mistier daze of euphoria unable to ground yourself, unable to stop the feeling that burned you.

All at once, everything happened. Your thighs trembled to close under the sharp bloom of your orgasm, feeling as if Sonic were hollowing you out with the way he bullied your fluttering walls, and the squeeze had made the blue hedgehog tumble. With a last burst of energy, he sped up when he felt himself ready to spill, leaning over your back to send his entire length into you the moment his seed shot into you. Feeling it’s temperature and the way Sonic rode out his waves of pleasure, you moaned loudly. The sound was all Shadow needed to push your head down all the way, groaning deeply when he stilled inside your mouth, sending ropes of cum down your throat in a way that threatened your ability to breathe.

You felt completely desecrated, adoring the flush that blanketed your body when you could both taste and feel the evidence of your night. Shadow gently slipped himself out from your mouth, holding your jaw in support and massaging the joints when you finally closed your teeth together. He appeared so unaffected by what had just transpired that it almost made you jealous—in fact, you had never seen him so composed! Was he purposefully putting on a facade in front of company or had he truly just gotten started…?

When you realized Sonic was still warming himself inside you, you looked back and saw him decorated with a more subtle flush but otherwise in tact.

Hedgehogs and their endurance, you lazily thought, were they all like this?

“Well?” Sonic suddenly spoke, sounding slightly breathless.

You let yourself fall to your chest in a tired heap, “If you ask me to rate the two of you I’m cutting you off.”

Finally letting you rest, Sonic pulled himself free with a grin and a nudge toward Shadow, “I guess we could always share.”

“No,” Shadow immediately answered only to pause for a moment. Sensing his reconsideration, Sonic made quick work of scooping you into his arms, sitting you on his lap so that you could face the darker hedgehog. “Come on,” Sonic played, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it said, “you can’t tell me you’re not at least a little interested in seeing this again?”

Shadow rolled his eyes, letting himself fall back into a seated position, “It’s not my call to make, why are you asking me?”

When both eyes fell on you, you shook yourself from your daze and agreed quietly, “Oh! Well…I like you both, so I’m okay with it…if you guys are.”

“Fine by me, I prefer happy endings anyway,” Sonic said enthusiastically, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“As long as you’re happy,” Shadow added. You smiled at them, content with this closure, before opening your arms towards Shadow.

Accepting your invitation, he rest on his stomach between your legs, head on your middle, while you sat with your back to Sonic’s chest. Together, the three of you fell into a peaceful rest, waking to a morning that shone brighter than any you’d lived through before.

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