Sonic slams his locker closed, gritting his teeth in a snarl. He glares down the hallway at a cream-colored catgirl giggling and leaning into his crush’s space. How dare she?! Thankfully, the dark hedgehog doesn’t seem to be paying her much attention anyway. Sonic smirks, a little smug as the girl pouts, upset that her efforts are going unnoticed.

	The blue hedgehog hears a sigh behind him. He turns and sees his best friend Amy shaking her head at him. “Why don’t you just ask him out yourself? I’m pretty sure that would be more effective than… whatever this tactic is.” She closes her locker and puts on her backpack.

	“You know that’s not how this works, Amy?” Sonic rolls his eyes, going back to watching the other male hedgehog. It looks like the cat was still trying to get him to notice her. His gaze is drawn down, crimson eyes focused on how much of her legs as exposed by her short skirt. Sonic’s eyes widen slightly as he gets an idea. He turns to Amy, who is checking her nails. “Ames, I’ve got an idea.”

	“And what would that be?”

	This is how they find themselves at Amy’s house, going through her wardrobe. Amy picks out every skirt she has and displays them on her bed. She rests her hands on her hips and gives Sonic a look.

	“Well? Go ahead and pick one.” She nods her head to the skirts.

	Sonic looks over his choices. Most of Amy’s skirts are pretty modest and not what he’s looking for. He thinks he won’t find one that he likes until his eyes land on one in particular.

	“This one will do.”

	Sonic stood in front of the mirror in his bedroom, admiring his outfit. The skirt he got from Amy is pure black and pleated, the hem of it only reaching the bottom of his thighs. The rest of his outfit comes from his own wardrobe. He’s wearing a black cropped band t-shirt with a white and black striped long sleeve shirt underneath. The sleeves have little holes for his thumbs to go through. He is also wearing a matching pair of thigh-high stockings and black high tops. A spiked choker and armbands complete the look.

	The blue hedgehog smirks at his reflection, smoothing out his clothes. He can’t wait to see Shadow fall over himself when the dark hedgehog gets a load of this outfit. 

“Do you want to study after school, Shadow?~” 

Shadow groans internally. The same catgirl from yesterday is back and bothering him even more today. Can’t she tell that he's just not interested? She leans close to him, trying to show off her cleavage. As if Shadow’s interested in looking at the bags of fat hanging from her chest.

Shadow turns his attention from her to down the hall. His eyes widen, jaw-dropping the slightest bit.

Is that... Sonic!? What is he wearing!?

The catgirl seems to finally notice he isn’t paying her any mind and turns to look where he’s staring. She scoffs in disgust, rolling her eyes. She looks back at Shadow and realizes he’s still looking. This makes her very upset. “Are you serious?” When he doesn’t answer her, she huffs, storming off to find some other guy to bother. Shadow barely notices.

“Hey, look who's coming over,” Amy says with a smirk, pointing over Sonic’s shoulder. The blue hedgehog turns in time to watch Shadow slide up next to him, leaning against the lockers. Amy leaves and he swears he hears her whisper ‘good luck.’

Oh shit. He didn’t expect that his plan would work so well and so fast. He finds himself regretting his decisions as the dark hedgehog locks eyes with him. 

No wait, this is what he had wanted right? Can’t pussy out now. 

He puts on a false bravado and matches Shadow’s cool stare with his own.

“Hey, Shadow. What’s up?” Sonic grins at him cheekily, acting like he didn’t already know why Shadow decided to talk to him. He mentally cheers for the fact that he didn’t stumble over his words.

Shadow is too smart to fall for that. “What’s with the outfit, hedgehog?”

Sonic looks down at himself like he didn’t know how he was dressed. “What, you don’t like it?” He pulls at the skirt a little for emphasis, not missing the way Shadow’s eyes dart downward at the action.

The dark hedgehog eyes him up and down. “I didn’t say that.” He says, taking a step closer, crowding into Sonic’s personal space. “But, I get the feeling you got all dressed up for me.” He cages the blue hedgehog against the locker with a hand next to his waist.

Sonic crosses his arms and cocks a hip. “You really think so?”

Wow. Shadow’s so close, he can see the flecks of orange and gold in his eyes. Pretty.

Shadow raises an eyebrow and leans back a bit. “Am I wrong?”

Sonic, wanting to see where this would go and tired of this little game, answers with, “what if I say you’re right?”

At that, the dark hedgehog grabs his wrist, pulling him down the hallway. Most students have cleared out by now, so the hallway is pretty empty. Before Sonic can ask where Shadow’s taking him, he suddenly thrust into darkness. He feels the slightest bit of worry before an overhead light is turned on. It’s pretty dim, but he can see Shadow at the very least. Said hedgehog grabs him by the hips and pulls him close, making him yelp in surprise.

“Shadow?” Sonic questions. His face lights up bright red when he feels a hand grabbing his ass, fingers curling around his tail.

“I really want to fuck you.” Shadow murmurs, voice low and rumbling against Sonic’s ear.

Sonic’s eyes widen a bit, pulling away from the dark hedgehog’s hold slightly to look at him properly. “Y-you do?” 

Shadow hums softly before sliding his hand under Sonic’s skirt and down the front of his panties. The blue hedgehog jumps as a shiver runs down his spine at the press of fingers against his most intimate area. Shadow’s thumb rubs at his clit as his one of his fingers slips pass his folds and into his wet hole.

	Sonic moans a bit too loud and he throws his hands up over his mouth. Hopefully, no one heard that. He squeezes his eyes shut as Shadow starts fingering him gently. Soon one finger becomes two and he has to bite his lip to keep from making too much noise.

	Shadow kisses against the flushed hedgehog’s neck, his free hand going down to push Sonic’s panties down his legs before pulling his shirts up and over the swell of his tits. He cups the small bit of flesh in his hand, rolling the nipple between his fingers. He feels Sonic tighten around his fingers at the action, slick gushing, and coating Shadow’s hand.

	“Fuck.” Shadow breathes out. “Your pussy is so tight.” Sonic’s ears seem to burn even more at his words if that’s possible. “I gonna stretch you out so good~” Sonic whines at that, making Shadow smirk. “Is that what you want? Want me to fuck this wet pussy open on my cock, huh?” Sonic mewls, tipping his head back, knocking it against the shelves behind him.

	Shadow pulls out his fingers, a sticky string of slick clinging to them. He brings his fingers up and licks the wetness from them. “Tasty,” he remarks absently, grinning as Sonic looks away embarrassed. He unbuckles his straining jeans, hissing at the release of pressure from his cock.

	Sonic’s eyes widen slightly as he looks down. Shadow isn’t ridiculously huge, but the size is still pretty impressive. He reaches down, tentatively wrapping his hand around Shadow’s cock. He gives it a few quick strokes before pressing the red tip against his wet pussy lips. 

	Shadow grabs one of Sonic’s legs and places it around his hip. “You want me to fuck you, hedgehog?”

Sonic looks up at the dark hedgehog, eyes clouded with lust and bottom lip clenched between his teeth.

	“Please.”

	“I can’t believe I let you fuck me in the janitor’s closet,” Sonic says while he’s in the bathroom trying to make himself look a little more presentable.

	Shadow’s leaning against the sink with his arms crossed. “You gave me no choice.” He moves from the sink and slides up next to Sonic, holding onto his hips. “Besides,” he presses a soft kiss against Sonic’s cheek, “that was just a sample for later.”