Just to get this off the table, my native language is NOT english, so please excuse any grammer mistakes you might find. I tried my best.
It's also not Beta-read (sadly) and I can´t find my all my mistakes, even after rereading it 5 times XD
Happy new year, volks :D
Have a little something that I worked irregularly at over the course of three months.
The idea itself I had for two years and this is the third attempt. Finally done and out of my head!
Also, I know very little about the actual saga or how medieval people got around.
I just wanted to write these two bonk :D
Shadow/Lancelot & Knuckles/Gawain (c) SEGA
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"writing": "A knock disrupted the silence that lay over the castle of Camelot, the quiet reminder that the land was now at rest after a busy day. Gawain, who was just getting ready for bed, looked over to his door and tilted his head in wonder at who would still come at this hour. Putting aside the book he wanted to read before sleep, the red knight went to open his entrance and see who it was. Purple eyes blinked a little open when he was greeted with the familiar face of his fellow comrade Sir Lancelot and one of the many maidens of the castle. \n\n``Good evening, Sir Gawain,'' the older knight spoke with a soft smile on his face, painted in a beautiful golden hue by the lantern the young woman carried. Not that the echidna was paying close attention to this in particular of course. \n\nIt took a second for him to compose himself and shift his attention properly on his visitors. Hopefully his momentary stare wasn?t too obvious. ``Lancelot,'' the younger swordsman voiced with mild surprise and a slight tilt of his head. ``Is there something I can do for you?''\n\nLancelot's expression didn?t change, though his smile was getting just a little bigger. There also might have been a hint of mischief in those ruby eyes, but maybe that was just the flickering of light in his room. ``In fact, yes,'' the hedgehog announced with a nod, pulling the red knight back into the present. ``There are some important matters I wish to discuss with you. ...which may or may not include your wonderful display at the squires' training today. May I come in?''\n\nLancelot didn?t even attempt to hide the growing smirk of amusement while he waited for the echidna to answer. The one in question directed a slightly unimpressed look at his opposite. But other than that, he stayed stoic and unreadable. Not like he could truly fool the older knight, but the least he can do was to keep his dignity in front of the dame accompanying him. ``Of course. Please,'' Gawain simply replied, stepping aside and holding his arm out into his chamber in a welcoming gesture. \n\nWith another nod Lancelot was about to step in, if it wasn?t for the third person voicing in a polite manner ``Would you like for me to wait until you are done, Sir?''\n\nStopping and turning towards the patiently waiting girl, the hedgehog eyed her for a moment, seemingly contemplating. Once he chose his answer, he moved to fully face her. ``No. You may go. I fear this will take a while.''\n\nThis response seemed to be sufficient for the girl. With a gesture of respect for the two knights she bid her good nights and left. Lancelot watched her disappear back into the depths of the castle before resuming his previous doing in stepping further into the other's quarters. As if it were his own, the dark swordsman took the liberty to have a look around. He didn?t even acknowledge when the door closed.\n\nNot like it would bother Gawain. In fact, he used the chance to get a better look at him, now that he was in the privacy of his own room. Far from prying eyes. Since he had been distracted before, the echidna only now noticed his fellow's attire. He didn?t wear the fanciest of clothing, it was probably the most casual Lancelot owned, but it didn?t matter. The lights from the many candles painted him in a way that made him even more appealing than he already was. ...or had any right to be. Seeing him in such domestic setting on top of that was not helping either. The echidna barely registered how he drifted off into his own thoughts. \n\nLuckily, Lancelot was sidetrack by the very book he put away beforehand. Grabbing the opportunity, the red echidna shook himself back into the here and now ere the older knight noticed his stares. There was no need to have that smug countenance back already. When he turned fully towards the other, Gawain crossed his arms in front of his chest and ever so slightly crooked his head to the side. There were a few more seconds of silence until he spoke up as nonchalant as he could muster. ``Important matters, Lancelot? Really?'' \n\nBook still in hand, said figure looked up at the words directed at him. The affiliated raised eyebrow alone would have been enough to get the message across. One lazy blink and tilt of head later, a smile found its way back onto his lips. An amused and complacent one at that. ``Of course,'' Lancelot stated and slowly put the item back to its original place. ``I required an adequate reason as to why I needed to talk to you at this late hour after all.'' \n\nGawain was not convinced and made no secret out of it if the look on his face was anything to go by. ``Truly?'' he deadpanned. ``Because to me it sounded like an excuse to allude to my misfortune from a few hours ago.''\n\nJust like the echidna didn?t hide how he was not persuaded in the slightest, Lancelot made no attempt to keep himself from cracking one more entertained expression either.\n\n``Perhaps.'' Ignoring the audible huff, he slowly walked closer to his fellow chevalier, only to pass him and stop outsight his range of sight. Red eyes never left the taller mobian. ``You really needn?t condemn me for it. You must admit yourself that your performance was quite... marvelous.'' \n\nBeing perfectly aware of the irony, Gawain chose to keep looking forward stubbornly, barely acknowledging the statement. If it wasn?t for a reflexive, scantly displeased murmur grumbling in his throat. His cheeks rose in temperature at the memory of him making an utter fool out of himself in front of their apprentices. All because of a little misstep that caused him to ungracefully fall flat on his nose. At first there was silence and unbelieving stares of surprise, until the first one yielded under the urge to laugh. The rest followed suit. Even Lancelot seemed to have let his professionalism slip for just a moment. His pride had never been this dented before.\n\nGawain was pulled out of his thoughts by hands suddenly being placed on his hips. The warm breath against the side of his neck caused the fur on his back to stand up in reaction. He barely got to move his head to investigate when Lancelot spoke back up, his already deep voice dropping even further. ``Could it be that you were... distracted by any chance?''\n\nA full body shiver ran through the echidna at that, especially when one of those hands found its way under his nightshirt, where it lost no time in wandering up to his chest. The fingers kneading into his muscles soon after, proved themselves to be very useful in keeping his mind occupied on the sensations too. Gawain wanted to reply, deny it even though they both knew it was a lie. Not having been touched by his desired in a while was enough to prevent any words from being spoken. Alone for the fact, that his breathing already started to hitch from this simple affection alone. Being able to speak, or not, didn?t matter in the end, because Lancelot got ahead of him anyway. \n\n``No... refrain from answering that,'' he mumbled against the taller mobian with an underlying purr. ``I already know... Because truth be told, I was quite distracted by you myself.''\n\nWith this beautiful sultry voice so close to his ear, Gawain didn?t even notice how Lancelot used his free hand to move those red quills aside for better access to his neck. He sucked in a breath when the hedgehog nuzzled into him, ghosts of kisses making the skin underneath tickle in anticipation. \n\n``You undoubtedly tested my perseverance today. Are you aware of that, my beloved? Have you no shame?'' he heard the older knight further add in a whisper, just prior to showering the crimson neck in more obvious signs of intimacy.\n\nGawain leaned his head back to rest on the other, exposing more of the sensitive area. A motion the dark one took graciously. ``Y-You're one to talk, Lancelot...'' the echidna managed to utter between breaths, once he regained some control of his voice. Purple eyes, that had been staring at the dimly lit ceiling just moments ago, shifted to the side in an effort to get a look at the hedgehog. \n\nHe couldn?t see it, but Gawain felt Lancelot smile against his neck at his response. Of course, they were both aware of the effects they had on each other. Particularly because of the lack of togetherness they shared lately. Involuntarily, mind you. \n\nThe echidna's carriage of thoughts was prevented from further progression when the shorter hedgehog pulled him close, pressing him right against his front. Dark fingers dug into the muscles of his chest concurrently to Lancelot nestling more into him as well. Feeling teeth being set on him as well, gave rise to a new shudder imbuing the scarlet figure.\n\n``I have longed impatiently for today,'' the dark furred knight muttered unconsciously, still kissing and nibbing his way along that pretty neck. \n\nGawain drew a sharp inhaling, knowing exactly what his lover was talking about. Ever since their king announced his plans of travel to the neighboring kingdom for negotiations, he had been counting the hours till him and Lancelot could reunite. It was this very morning his majesty departed alongside their comrades, leaving him and Lancelot in charge of their home up to their return. Their skills and experiences would provide enough safety for the time being, so Arthur spoke. He put his full trust in their capable hands, cognizant they could lead should it be needed. It was one, if not the highest honor. To be gifted this amount of faith. So, it was highly inappropriate for the first thing coming to Gawain's mind, being the fact that him and Lancelot can be together without having to worry about their fellow knights' watchful eyes. He knew, he shouldn?t feel like this but... despite it all, the days simply couldn?t have passed by faster. \n\nIt was when he felt teeth on him once more that he was pulled out of his thoughts. Warm hands continuously roamed over his strong torso, making the echidna's breath stutter. Gawain turned his head as good as he could with his lover's own and his quills in the way. An unvoluntary noise escaped his lips when the hedgehog found a particularly sensitive spot, causing a blush to paint his cheeks a deep red and a smirk to appear on Lancelot's busy mouth. \n\nThat's when he felt it. Impatience made itself known deep in his gut, bubbling and slowly spreading to the rest of his body. With a growl rumbling in his throat, Gawain moved to force the other to take a step back. ``Enough talk,'' he close to commanded as he peered into these fiery reds, his own gaze filled with heat and want. \n\nThere was something akin to astonishment on Lancelot's face at the tone he was spoken to. Like he was not expecting it, even though he probably should have. And maybe Gawain made it sound a little harsher than he meant to. That expression, however, quickly melted away in favor of one that was a lot more pleased, if not strangely smug. Wasting no time, the dark furred hedgehog fastened his hold on the other and brought them closer together. With an absurd amount of satisfaction, he observed how the red coloring on his dearest' cheeks deepened. ``As you wish,'' Lancelot purred shortly afterwards, his voice low in a husky whisper. \n\nGawain barely had time to react when Lancelot already surged forward to press their mouths together. Immediately taking the lead, the hedgehog was not shy to let his tongue push on, prodding through lips that weren?t his own and earning a low groan in response. Once the initial shock faded, Gawain was quick to let go of any restrains he might have felt and returned the gesture with eager impatience. After all, this was their first kiss in quite a while. He wrapped his strong arms around the shorter mobian and pulled him as close as possible, effectively preventing Lancelot from getting away until he wants him to. Not like he was about to in the first place. \n\nNo, the opposite, really. Not only was Lancelot happy to get even closer but seeing how the red swordsman was really getting into it now, he spotted a challenge he just couldn?t say no to. Clearly Gawain attempted to get the upper hand, pushing against the invading tongue the way he did. As much as Lancelot enjoyed him putting up a fight, he can?t have that in this instance after all the time apart. Any other day he'd love the teasing, the spar for dominance. But once they begin, they can keep going approximately for hours. Alas, much like the taller echidna, the hedgehog severely lacked the patience necessary. \n\nIn one swift powerful shove, Lancelot had him pressed against the nearest cabinet, making the echidna grunt and reach back to grasp its top edge on reflex. Using the moment of disrupted focus to his advantage, the hedgehog deepened their first act of passion. Their tongues slid against each other fervently at first before the darker mobian used more force to push past the zealous foreign muscle. The result of the following exploration earned him a very alluring moan that went straight to his nether regions. \n\nA sudden possessive urge took over every single cell in the hedgehog's body, a wave of lust surging through his veins. In a blink, Lancelot got a firm grip on the echidna's thighs to lift him up enough to grind their groins together. A startled gasp would have echoed through the chamber if it hadn?t been muffled through the kiss. However, it promptly turned into a very needy moan, the echidna's hidden member certainly stirring in interest. As a result, their vehement lip lock got messier by the second. Lewd noises filled the air around them due to the wrestling of their tongues. \n\nEverything got more intense, once Gawain decided to wrap his limbs around the other, leaving his full bodyweight for him to bear. Lancelot didn?t mind, simply digging his fingers into the flesh of those scarlet thighs and pressing him more against the cabinet. Simultaneously, the ebony knight preformed his actions with increased aggression, enticing new beautiful sounds out of his lover and perhaps even knocking down a book or two. Neither cared, both too busy with frenziedly chasing their pleasure. \n\nThe first to break the kiss was Lancelot. Not to stop and take a breath, but to get right back into attacking that gorgeous neck with love bites and other forms of attention. He didn?t even take a moment to admire his work. Surely the deep flush on the younger mobian's cheeks and those sweet, now swollen, lips must be nothing short of mesmerizing. He just couldn?t bring himself to bother, all of his mind set on one thing and one thing only. Bringing himself and his lover all the pleasure they've been denied for too long. \n\nMeanwhile Gawain rolled his head back, exposing his delicate throat and giving the older knight all the freedom he needs. Crimson hands found their way into dark quills, gripping the fur in between. He let the other know of his delight in a very vocal manner, encouraging him to keep his actions up to which the hedgehog happily complied. Lucky for him that he was covered in a dense coat of fur, or the forming marks were sure to raise suspicion. Though, even if it were the case, the idea of complaining didn?t seem to cross Gawain's mind in the slightest. If anything, the echidna found the treatment heavenly and loved every single second.\n\nEspecially since his neck wasn?t the only place avidly worked on. Lancelot made sure to give their lower parts their fair amount of care as well. Since his hands were occupied in holding the echidna up, he settled in setting a steady grind to his hips, causing their growing shafts to touch and rub against one another. Judging by the thrilled shivers taking over the red furred swordsman and all the noises departing from him, Lancelot made an educated guess that Gawain took great enjoyment from his doing. Truth be told, it was a mutual feeling.\n\nA rather loud moan managed to break through to his hazy brain and interfere with the hedgehog's concentration. There was a split second of bafflement until he felt the source that roused such a lovely sound. An almost fully erect dick rubbing against the soft fur of his abdomen. Lancelot's whole body trembled in anticipation, barely managing to keep his own voice in. Just as a precaution he bit down on Gawain's shoulder, making him cry out and tighten the grip on those black quills almost painfully. \n\nBut then there was also a tugging. ``Please...'' he could hear being breathed out and it was enough to cause his attention to shift. Lancelot pulled his head away with some resistance to regard his partner. What he then saw got him weak. A deeply flushed face, pupils that were blown to their full size and don?t let him get started on the ruffled-up fur. Seeing the otherwise well composed chevalier in such a state, did things to the hedgehog he'd never dare to say out loud. ``Please, Love...'' Gawain repeated, a tad out of breath despite not being the one doing all the work. ``No more. I've been desiring you all day.''\n\nBeing snapped back into reality, Lancelot merely looked at him at first as if his mind hasn?t caught up yet. Maybe because it hadn?t. The man in his arms just looked too perfect for him to properly focus. Though, as soon as his brain got back into working order, the hedgehog replied whilst catching his lover in a hard kiss. Teeth clashing and tongues dancing included. It made them moan. Gawain more so than Lancelot, but not by too much. The action itself was fairly short lived. The echidna barely managed to return it adequately, when the older mobian already ended it again. \n\nSeparated but still in each other's breathing space, they took deep breaths. Not out of the need for oxygen but with the aim to cool off just a little. Missing the close proximity instantly, Lancelot did the next best thing and brought their foreheads together in a gentle gesture of intimacy. Which they further deepened when red and magenta eyes meet in a tender exchange of pure devotion. For a brief amount of time, it was just them, existing together and the only ones that mattered. The world outside of the chamber's door simply ceased to exist for now. \n\nEventually the moment had to end. It was marked by Lancelot's husky whisper. ``Off with your garments and onto your hands and knees, Darling,'' he purred, making good use of his low voice and smiled when he felt another shiver coursing through that well trained body. \n\nOf course, in order for Gawain to do so, the hedgehog had to lower him first. With his feet back on the floor and Lancelot disengaging from him after one more kiss, the younger knight wasted no time in taking off his clothes, revealing his toned chest and stomach at last. Lancelot had to stop himself from stepping forward and taking a bite out of him. Subsequently, it didn't take long for the echidna to get onto his bed on all fours, raising his tail to present his rump on a silver platter. \n\nArousal practically exploded inside of the hedgehog at the sight and all of it seemed to pour down into his loins at once. When Gawain glanced over his shoulder, Lancelot could not only see the vibrant blush gracing his face but also a certain glint in those stunning purple eyes. It made the hedgehog gulp. The man was clearly not going easy on him, he concluded. Frankly, he didn?t plan to either. \n\nThat in mind, Lancelot followed his partner onto the bed, kneeling behind him and getting another good look at the echidna shamelessly presenting himself. With such an appealing display for only his eyes to see, Lancelot couldn?t help but take the liberty to just look at him for a little longer. He oh so rarely gets the chance to. Before Gawain got too impatient with him however, he reached forward with his less dominant hand and hooked his thumb into the tight ring of muscle, watching it spread slightly.\n\nGawain visibly jerked at the deed, his face deepening greatly in color, but before he could voice even one single word, Lancelot leaned in to run the flat of his tongue wetly over the small pucker. At the unforeseen move Gawain close to jolted out of his own skin, the fur along his back standing up in reflex. At the same time, the echidna clenched his jaw to stifle rising sounds and dug his strong fingers into the bedding below. He wanted to speak up, tell Lancelot to stop but when he repeated the activity, Gawain's mind went blank. Not only that but his arms gave out on him as well, causing his upper body to slump down and tremble immensely at the twisted pleasure he received. He bit down on his lower lip and essentially clawed into his sheets with one hand at this point. The other was wrapped around his own head, gripping the back of it tightly.\n\nIn the meantime, as Gawain tried to keep his physical and vocal reactions under control, Lancelot continued to shower that little hole in attention, unbothered by the struggles of his partner. Instead, he let his free hand wander down to his crotch to get a hold of his member and stroke it to full stiffness. The echidna's muffled moans and bodily quivers fueled the hedgehog's growing desire and made him smirk. A few surface licks and one now fully erect dick later, the older knight could tell his lover made another effort to speak. Darkened red eyes observed how that pretty head turned, dark furred ears picking up the distinct panting of someone sexually aroused. By Avalon... the way the echidna was looking at him over his shoulder... Magenta eyes clouded in raw lust and cheeks so beautifully flushed. The candlelight undeniably added to the younger swordsman's irresistibility. Lancelot wanted to groan and sped his hand up. \n\n``You...'' he heard the echidna pant, grappling to find the breath for words. ``I-I thought I said no more...''\n\nFor some reason the statement was amusing to Lancelot. Could be the way Gawain said it, could be the way he said while looking so adorably meek in his current predicament. But then again, the man tended to be nothing short of endearing to Lancelot no matter the circumstance. That aside, it would be terribly rude of him not to answer. So, he withdrew his head from the backside he was working on eagerly and licked over his lips. ``Mh... indeed,'' he stated with a smile. ``But... what gentleman would I be if I entered without knocking?''\n\nThe crimson color on the echidna's cheeks visibly increased and that's when Lancelot knew he figured out what he was implying. Although, even before he had the opportunity to open his mouth, the hedgehog dipped back down to prod his tongue past the clenching muscle, the thumb he had still hooked in assisting greatly in doing so. \n\nA near electrical shock made the red body tense immediately and this time around, Gawain failed to keep his voice in. An involuntarily squeak accomplished to escape him, which converted to a filthy moan. Usually creating such a noise would embarrass the proud chevalier but he was far too distracted due to a very enthusiastic muscle burying itself as far into him as possible. Lancelot didn?t remark on it either, but he was also solely focused on driving the other up a wall with his tongue. Which he did a good job at. \n\nBlurred purple eyes stared at the headboard of his bed. In actuality, Gawain didn?t even see it, his mind too foggy by now to take in anything but the sensation of something humid thrusting and twisting inside of him. Gasps and groans had no difficulties escaping into the air. He had yet to regain even the slightest control over his body, which was still slumped down and only held up by his rear that was blissfully abused by the hedgehog. So, it goes without surprise that he had no power over the noises that decided to leave him. \n\nBut just because the red knight had no authority over his body himself, didn?t mean it didn?t resolve to moving at least a little on its own. There was a faint rocking to his hips, the subtle act in search of friction to bring some relief to his aching erection. Not like the echidna was in any state to notice anything but his lover's doing. The hedgehog on the other hand took note. How couldn?t he when Gawain pretty much met him halfway to his oral treatment? It didn?t bother Lancelot, taking it as a sign that the other craved for more. He'd gladly comply. \n\nFortunately, despite both of his hands being occupied to some extent, one was less so than the second. The one that was aiding him in pleasing the echidna only really needed the thumb to do so. The rest of the digits were free to touch anything in their reach. And it just so happened that another quite sensitive area fell into that category. While his thumb kept the hole spread for the tongue to invade, the remaining four began to toy with the heavy sac just below them. The responses Lancelot pulled from that simple action alone, were mouthwatering. Could be the fashion in which Gawain rolled his head back, closed his eyes and opened his mouth in total felicity. Or, and that's with higher probability, it was the gasps and moans that came with the additional heed. Plain music to dark furred ears.\n\nWhatever it was, it made the hand on his hard flesh subconsciously speed up, entirely unaware of the leakage of pre dampening the limb. A couple of strokes and obscene dins created by either of them later, Lancelot observed a new shift in his younger partner. The hedgehog had a rather good idea what it was about. His intuition was confirmed when he watched the other will his body to cooperate.\n\n``Lancelot...'' he perceived his name being breathed out, the tone making a pleasant shiver run down his spine. A moment later the red head turned, those gem-like amethysts soon coming into view as well. Fogged as they were, Lancelot could still lose himself in them. ``I'm begging you... enough already...!''\n\nThe manner in which Gawain said it, made him appear whiney and bratty. Almost like a child that didn?t get what they wanted right away. On the other hand, it did the trick and Lancelot leaned away. However, he couldn?t do so without running his tongue seductively over his lips, resulting in an extended groan from the other and a chuckle from him. Lancelot recognized he had tortured the poor soul more than enough at this point, though. ``Forgive me... It seems I simply can?t contain myself when I'm around you,'' he spoke soothingly, giving the echidna's lower back a few rubs of the same kind. \n\nThe glare shot in his general direction softened afterwards, but that skeptical glint in those purple eyes persevered. Undeterred by the doubtful expression, Lancelot kept smiling and relocated his hand slightly to leave a loving pat on that firm crimson behind. ``You have oil prepared, have you not?'' \n\nThere was a moment of silence until Gawain pointed lazily towards the edge. ``It should be just below the bed...'' \n\nA hum rumbled in the hedgehog's throat at that and used a few seconds to disengage and look for the vessel in question. In the time it took Lancelot to find it, Gawain made no move to help and instead got into a more comfortable position, ass still up. \n\nOnce the lubrication was found, Lancelot got right back into his former position, pouring a gracious amount of oil onto his hand to slick up his leaking dick. Now, that they were finally arriving at the point both have waited for, the pent-up frustration Lancelot had collected over the past few weeks, was suddenly getting to his head all at once. A wave of heat was spreading into his every cell. A vast contrast to what was visible, as his tense body was faintly shaking in excitement. Gawain's brash display was certainly not helping whatsoever. \n\nExhaling through his nose, Lancelot kneeled up to bring himself in position and got a firm but still gentle hold of Gawain's hips. Since it hardly mattered anymore, Lancelot took the freedom to rub his girth between the echidna's buttocks, leading to both moaning out sensually. Reeling in it for a few seconds, he then finally gave them what they both so desperately desired. One well angled thrust later and Lancelot was indulged in the other's tightness.\n\nThe knights moaned out in unison when they joined at last. Where delight was found in both their voices, Gawain's was mixed with minor pain, whereas Lancelot's was majorly surprise. It took him off guard just how easily he slid into him with scarcely any resistance and yet, the echidna's walls felt so snug around his throbbing cock. Lancelot didn?t notice how his eyes fluttered close at the unforeseen ease, head rolling back and fingers curling against red coated hips. Lancelot allowed his pelvis to rock back and forth.\n\n``Goodness, Darling...'' he groaned into the air, already lost in the pleasure his lover's body was providing. ``Good... you're so good... How are y-``\n\n``Y-you weren?t the only one waiting for this day impatiently...'' Gawain cut off with a groan of his own, his jaw slack and remaining half open in turn. \n\nLancelot stopped momentarily, the statement paving its way through his hazed mind at record speed. The implication those words held were like a bucket of cold water being poured out over his head. Only instead of cooling him down, it made his already hot body heat up even further. Planting both hands next to the limp echidna, the older swordsman drew his hips back, nearly pulling all the way out. When Gawain turned his head to look, he just barely caught the smirk forming on Lancelot's muzzle before the shorter mobian let his haunch snap forward hard. \n\nMagenta eyes shut tightly at the strong shove and buried his face into the soft bedding to dampen the cry that would have echoed very well past his door otherwise. The death grip he had on his sheet threatened to tear the fabric. Especially because the topping hedgehog decided to repeat the action multiple times with increasing strength. Again and again Lancelot pounded into his lover, creating obscene wet noises due to pre being released into the clenching hole. Those combined with muffled moans and whines, and the sound of knocking hips, generated a symphony of fervor. \n\nOn more than one occasion Lancelot got dangerously close to hitting that one little spot that would make Gawain see stars. Yet, it appeared he deliberately chose to avoid piercing it directly, driving the echidna nothing but mad and making his breath hitch. Everything from the surrounding air to his very skin became unbearably hot, making Gawain feel like he was running a fever. Hot puffs of air came out of his open mouth, tongue halfway hanging out as well. His face was burning and would most likely glow from the deep flush if it weren?t for the thick peach coat covering it. Blurred eyes stared forward into nothing, their owner's mind too overwhelmed and with no room to spare for anything other than the feeling of being abused in the best way possible. He'd wish for it to never end. \n\n``Did you think of me while you touched yourself?'' a deep booming and oh so attractive voice whispered. So close to Gawain's ear, it not only made him groan like a bitch in heat but also caused a full body shiver to roll through him. His brain was far too clouded to process the words spoken correctly. Being relentlessly hammered into wasn?t exactly helping the case either. But lucky for the echidna, he didn?t need to gather any brain capacity for his answer.\n\n``E-Every- Ahh! Every single second...!'' \n\nLancelot hummed contently in return, satisfied with the reply he was given. He used the vicinity they shared to shower the echidna's general neck and shoulder area with loving nibbles, gently letting his fangs graze the ardent skin hidden under sweat damped fur. Dark hips settled for a slower grind-like motion, pressing them together on every inward roll and enticing many wonderful sounds out of the man at his mercy. \n\nHowever, Gawain wasn?t the only one showing his delight in a vocal manner. Lancelot was guilty of it too. While it was rather limited compared to the echidna's vivid expressions, Lancelot just couldn?t help himself. Not with how snug and warm Gawain felt around his oozing cock and despite being adequately prepared, he could sense his lover's muscles move, work and contract against his delicate appendage. In short, the sensation was heavenly. In fact, it was so good, Lancelot became aware of a familiar pressure steadily rising in his abdomen. \n\nLancelot let his forehead rest between Gawain's shoulder blades and let a low groan vibrate in his throat. Much like his partner, he dug his digits into the soft fabric they lay upon. Larger amounts of his precum exuded into Gawain's ass at this point. The filthy squelching sound rose in its volume, further adding to the sinfonia of debauchery. The two knights moaned in unison and Lancelot, for his part, knew he wasn?t going to last all too long anymore. Middle aged bodies be damned. \n\nBreathing in vigorously, Lancelot steadied himself to tower over his pleasure-dazed echidna. He pulled back until only the head of his girth was enveloped in Gawain's warmth and proceeded in letting his pelvis dart forward in a powerful thrust. This time aiming for the gland that would shatter the rest of taller knight's rational mind. His voice definitely bid itself goodbye with the way it broke octaves, despite the echidna's best efforts to mute himself further whilst pressing his face into the mattress. \n\nRepeatedly Lancelot exploited the action, groaning every time his crotch met his lover's behind. Each inward push felt like he was inching just a tiny bit deeper. Until, eventually, a fortuitous thrust ended up directly penetrating Gawain's prostate. \n\nSince this was a chance occurrence, neither of the two swordsmen were quite ready for the following intensity, unforeseen as it was. Though, one overshadowed the other by great lengths. Gawain nothing short of shot up and let out a near deafening cry. It was one of the ecstatic kinds, perhaps mixed with a faint amount of pain, but it was the volume that frankly stunned the hedgehog. Here he forgot just how loud Gawain can be when he didn?t watch his voice. And to the extent it rose, it had to be audible in some circumference and was prone to draw attention. \n\nIt was then out of reflex when a hand moved to cover the echidna's mouth merely a blink later, successfully cutting the screaming off. Violet eyes went wide when their holder found himself additionally restricted. Gawain glanced to the side, as much as the firm grip would allow him, and felt his face heat up at the intense look those fire reds had on him. Hunger and lust were the most prominent in them, but the amount of worry overshadowed even them, as well as the adoration normally in its place.\n\n``Shh... Quiet, Dear... We wouldn?t want to alert anyone, now would we?'' he heard his lover speak, voice low, steady and confident, a bit teasing. Yet, Gawain's temporarily clear brain was able to pick it up for what it was. A facade. An attempt to hide the concern of getting caught. Usually a concern he'd share during their passion, but it was hard to maintain when a throbbing, weeping dick was piercing exactly the right spot. Unfocused purple eyes were in danger of rolling back when Lancelot began to rock and roll his hips again, continuously returning to his former pace. Any thoughts exited his head once again and what was left, was a guy going right back to groaning, desperately chasing his own pleasure and losing a considerable quantity of pre in the process. \n\nLancelot could tell without looking. However, that was not what held his interest. His gaze was still firmly locked onto his partner's face, astounded by the level of volume Gawain was still able to make. He must be close to coming as well. A mischievous glint flickered in those dark ruby reds.\n\n``Hm... still rather noisy...'' the older hedgehog stated, more to himself than to Gawain if he even heard him through the fog of arousal. ``Perhaps that mouth of yours simply needs to be given a task to stay quiet.''\n\nWho knows if the words had registered. The echidna gave no indication whatever they have or not. His mind was racing, set on the release waiting for him on the other side and yearning to indulge in it. If it wasn?t for a pair of fingers invading his open maw, rattling him back into the reality he had slipped from so easily again. Lancelot still stared at him with such intensity, every noise died in Gawain's throat before they had a chance to emerge. A silent demand lay in those glowing orbs. Lancelot didn?t need to say anything. Gawain knew what he wanted.\n\nWith a stuttering sigh his tongue moved to the unspoken command, wrapping around and between the digits raiding the cavern, coating them in thick saliva. A wicked grin formed on Lancelot's lips, this time not even caring about the moans escaping busy lips. They paled in comparison to those prior anyway, now that Gawain had no other choice but to actively focus. Such obedience deserved praise and Lancelot sang his close to his lover's ear.\n\n``Just like that. You're doing great.''\n\nThe commendation had Gawain blissfully groaning around those energetic fingers working against his tongue. The simultaneous procedure on his front and rear had that red body trembling in constant sensory overload. He hardly even sensed the hedgehog leaving encouraging kisses all over his shoulder and neck. And yet his body somehow had enough strength left to move against Lancelot's thrusts, albeit it was more feebly than anything else. To his personal delight it had Lancelot moaning against his fur, obviously finding enjoyment in the gesture. Being able to make his man keen like this, had always been a guilty pleasure as well as an incredible turn on. \n\nConsequently, a familiar feeling soon came back to make itself known in his nether regions. Stronger than before. Precum was heavily dripping out of his neglected dick and a shudder went through him when Lancelot nudged against him just right. A mixture of cum and oil soaked into the coat of his thighs. Avalon, he was so close! Closer than someone his age should be allowed to be. There was just so much input and the fact that the hedgehog didn?t look anywhere near the same level of debauchery was driving him insane. Though, none of it mattered anymore when one devilish slow grind made them press together with no room to spare. It really shouldn?t draw the reaction that it did. Yet, here he was, his body tensing from the electrical impulses paralyzing him. \n\nHis orgasm wasn?t loud or messy and involved considerably little movement aside from full body quivering and magenta eyes rolling to stare into nothing. The former happened to be a side effect from those skilled fingers claiming Gawain's mouth as their own. As for the latter... there was only so much one could do with a body on top, stilling anything the subconscious mind wanted you to do. \n\nYet, despite his reactions being significantly muffled, it was one divine experience. As if built-up pressure of several weeks finally had a way to get out. Thick strings of cum shot out of the aching shaft, dirtying the sheets shamelessly. Usually strong red legs trembled, making them feel akin to jelly and the only reason they were still supporting the echidna's hind, was the position he still found himself in. \n\nLancelot didn?t stop rocking his hips into him during his heavy release, his goal in making Gawain feel as good as he possibly could. He held him through his climax, ignoring the drool all over his hand and rested his forehead on Gawain's shoulder with a groan when the other clenched around him as if his life depended on it. Gawain felt so warm, so good, so right... Lancelot didn?t want it to end. Alas, he could only avoid the inevitable for so long and after a couple more slow, deep grinds he too yielded and came with a low grunt. \n\nThe moment his own orgasm washed through him, Lancelot held Gawain closer, pressed his face into him and clenched his jaw. He bit down the moans that demanded to be released when his hot semen filled up the vocal echidna's backside. But he failed to tone down the shudders that went through him when those walls tightened around him again and again, milking him for all he was worth. How there was any room left inside of Gawain for him to do so, Lancelot didn?t know but by Merlin... if it didn?t feel wonderful. \n\nThey stayed like this for a bit, catching their breath and steadily cooling their overheated bodies. Lancelot was still deeply lodged inside his lover when the younger knight's otherwise strong legs gave out, causing them to finally slump down from the rear-up position. With the abrupt change the recently discharged liquid began to ooze out of the barely there space between the hedgehog's now softening flesh and Gawain's loosened entrance. It ran down over the sensitive outer organ prior to being absorbed by the messy sheets. \n\nA post orgasmic shiver, that may have resulted from the trickling fluid, interrupted the incessant panting for just a moment to make room for hitching intakes of air. Even though the vehemence had come to an end, Gawain felt his head swimming. Coherent thoughts struggled to build in the immediate aftermath of their bliss. Fortunately, there was no need for any at the time and Gawain could remain enclosed in ecstasy, his body rendered slack and thoroughly fucked out. The only movement it emitted was caused by a low purr rumbling in his throat. \n\nLancelot was also left limp for a couple of seconds, trying to recenter himself in the process. His own fast in- and exhales started to even out and eventually those rich red eyes reopened to gaze at the calming echidna. Their eyes met, pupils still blown wide but no longer in lust, but feelings far stronger than that. The gentlest and most affectionate of smiles grew on the older swordman's lips and closed the distance between them to leave adoring kisses all over the tired echidna's face. Forehead, cheeks, nose, eyelids... every spot he could reach. \n\n``Beautiful... outstanding... incredibly... exceptional... beyond perfect...'' Lancelot whispered against him between his kisses. The response to his love and compliments was merely a tiny murmur. The object of his devotion generally didn?t react much, but that was okay. The little tired, however genuine, smile he showed was more than enough. In the end, Lancelot simply nuzzled and held Gawain close, making sure he receives every bit of the love the echidna so rightfully deserved. And experiencing how these actions were reciprocated without any form of delay, brought a warmth to the hedgehog's chest that was so distinctively unique, he failed to find a word to describe it. \n\nXXX\n\nAfter their fervor, the exhausted mobians were quick to fall asleep in each other's arms and it was a few hours later that Lancelot awoke again. Through the window he could perceive the outside world still being painted in darkness. Only the faintest of orange light on the horizon teased the approaching day. Not something that held the hedgehog's attention for long, because it almost instantly shifted to the slumbering figure next to him, the low amount of light doing nothing to hinder his vision.\n\nGawain looked so peaceful and relaxed as he lay there. No trace of trouble or stress anywhere to be seen. There was only contentment and seeing that, made a tender expression settle on Lancelot's face. He turned to his side, propping up his head with one hand while the other moved to gently caress the dormant man. The one in question slightly moved into the touch but gave no indication to wake up otherwise. Lancelot was okay with that and was more than content with solely watching him while his fingers traced lovingly through crimson fur. \n\nHe did so for a few minutes, no thoughts manifesting while he smiled and entirely lived in the moment. Alas, it unexpectedly ended when thoughts of the somber kind managed to creep out from the dark corner of the older one's mind. Gone was the tranquility as soon as fears and insecurities became too loud to be ignored. Lancelot closed his eyes tightly and attempted to physically shake off the pestering anxiety bubbling in his gut. But once it appeared, it was here to stay. With a hitching sigh he lifted the linen to slip his legs out and sit on the bed's edge, bend over and face buried in his hands. Lancelot was not ready for a migraine fueled by concern this early. \n\nIt was the sudden agitation that woke the echidna up in the end. Barely conscious, Gawain rolled over to lean on one elbow, his other hand sluggishly trying to rub the fatigue out of his eyes. Through his sleep induced vision he could see his partner just silently sitting there. ``...Lancelot? Are you alri-``\n\n``We need to stop doing this, Gawain,'' the older knight cut off, not even doing as much as glimpsing at the person holding this name as he said it. If Gawain wasn?t fully awake then, he certainly was now. Any state of weariness immediately shoved aside for wide purple eyes to stare at the other. Regardless of it, Lancelot continued with a shake of his head. ``The longer we keep this up, the higher the chances that we'll be found out. ...you know what will happen if we are...''\n\nIndeed, Gawain knew and it made his stomach turn itself upside down. Execution. The image alone caused him to swallow thickly around a lump. Not necessarily because he was afraid to die. In their profession it could occur at any given time. No... a few factors played into it. And the ones that were the most terrifying, are being regarded with nothing but disgust and stripped of all their honor as it happens. \n\nLancelot didn?t speak up after that, however he did lift his head out of his hands, his gaze now fixated firmly onto the floor. Gawain used the silence to move and essentially sit down next to his lover. At first, he also peered down, though after a while he let his eyes wander to the hedgehog lost in thoughts. Gawain held no regrets over their actions, and he knew for a fact that Lancelot didn?t either. Both wanted, consented and certainly enjoyed their coupling. Otherwise, they wouldn?t have indulged in as much shared intimacy as they had. However, that didn?t make their worry any less valid or the threat of discovery any less real. Both of which the knights were painfully aware of. \n\nWhen Lancelot made still no indication of acknowledging the other's presence next to him, Gawain let his eyes flicker down again momentarily, before they rose to glance out of the window. The initial weak shine on the horizon was steadily gaining strength, the sky already attaining warm colors of every shade from yellow to red, until they faded back into the black of the lingering night. Little by little the world was coming back to life with the rising of the sun. Which also meant, their time of being their authentic selves neared its end again as well.\n\n \n\nGawain wished it would stay night just a bit longer. A shaking sigh came through his nose. ``...you should go. ...Before everyone wakes up,'' he uttered, hardly more than a whisper. \n\n``...Yeah.''\n\nThat was all that needed to be said. Lancelot then stood up to gather the few belongings of his that scattered around the room. Gawain stayed where he was, observing him in silence since neither knew what to say during the hedgehog's preparation to leave. It didn?t take long for Lancelot to make himself somewhat presentable, just in case he happens to run into someone, and was already at the door with a hand on the handle. \n\n``...I shall see you later,'' Lancelot said his goodbye, focusing on the echidna that hadn?t moved an inch at all. \n\nGawain reciprocated the exchange of gazes. For a second it appeared like he wanted to voice something but, in the end, he stayed quiet and simply nodded. Normally that would be Lancelot's cue to leave, yet he found himself hesitating, contemplating. Without much thought, he released the handle and walked up to his lover, halting right in front of him. \n\nThe shadow of a frown was visible on the red knight's face, raising it to meet the crimson eyes peering down on him. For a short while that was all they did, until dark hands moved to gently cup the other mobian's head and Lancelot leaned down to place a kiss on Gawain's lips. A gesture the echidna instantly returned; consequences be damned. Like their possibility had no weight when they connected in this one special way. \n\nTheir kiss went on for a bit longer, time simultaneously freezing and passing far too fast. A soft smack of lips marked its close, warm exhales being released through their mouths. \n\n``...we really need to desist...''\n\nWhom of them was the one to whisper it out, they weren?t exactly sure themselves. However, what Lancelot and Gawain were certain about, was that it only took one more exchange of looks and both knew... they won?t ever stop. ",
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