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"description_bbcode_parsed": "I said to one person that Choreographer! Sonic would make a reappearance. This is it. This particular Sonic was the first to answer to the kiss that Shadow had been giving since the five hundred year mark.
For those of you who wish the whole explanation: Shadow makes a point of treating each Sonic differently. As much as he loves Sonic, he wishes for each of them to be loved as they are currently. Which is why he courts them and each treat them differently.
But there is one thing that never changes, Sonic's core personality. And, as time goes by, Shadow falls more and more in love with this core with every Sonic he meets.
With the sentence "Kiss me", Sonic says that he wants to see that. He wants to see how much he is loved for who he is. He wants to know that, no matter where he's from, Shadow loves him. He wants proof, if you wish.
This trend started nearly 500 years after the first Sonic's death, and has kept on with every Sonic he's told his history to. They always ask, but they couldn't answer.
1500 years later, Choreographer! Sonic broke that trend. He finally found how to answer back. The acceptance he showed throught the kiss was enough to unleash the passion hidden behind it, and make Shadow succumb.
And for all those of you who wonder how all mighty and powerful melted into a puddle of goo, let me ask you this: You have 2000 years of love for one person, and you pour all of that into one moment, one kiss, and this kiss has as strong of an answer as you give, what do you do?",
"writing": "\"Kiss me.\"\n\nI've heard that sentence so many times, and it always comes with the same statement.\n\n\"Show me how much you love me, Shadow. Kiss me.\"\n\nThe tone isn't begging. It's demanding. It pulls at my heartstrings each time. And what makes it even worse is that he touches me. Those fingers gently touch my arm as I stay sitting on the bed.\n\nI wish I could say that I can resist him. I wish that I could just pull away, or simply kiss him like it doesn't matter. But I did that once, and he noticed immediately.\n\n\"Shadow, please,\" he asks as his fingers slowly surround my wrist. He's unwilling to give up. Ever since this little tradition started with the Sonic that posed as my teacher, he's been obsessed, unrelenting. As if he just can't understand or get enough of it.\n\nI kind of understand, though. If I were him, I'd be doing the same thing.\n\nSo that's why I turn, and press my lips gently against his. Just like the way he entered my heart two thousand years ago. Just like the way he silently slipped through my defenses and made residence there.\n\nA little harder. To show him that the place he has is secure. No one can take it. Time doesn't even stand a chance against the love I have for him.\n\nNo, it even strengthens it. It gets stronger and stronger the more he appears before me and shows me that he'll never change. No matter how much his history affects him, his very core will forever remain the same.\n\nHe's Sonic, and that's all that matters.\n\nI pull away, and watch him struggle for air. He's breathless, still completely trapped in the kiss I've just subjected him to. He once told me that it's like being trapped in a wave. The passion is so overwhelming, you have to wait until the world stops spinning around you or the wave washes you up onto the shore.\n\nIt's the one kiss he can't respond to, yet the one he demands the most fervently.\n\nBecause no matter how dazed it leaves him, he holds onto me like a lifeline after it. He would let me go if I were to move – his hold is always weak after such a kiss – but he tries to grip to me as much as possible, and seems to wait for another one.\n\nOne that I can't give him because I'll transform him into a puddle and he'll never get up again.\n\n\"I'll get breakfast ready,\" I state as I try to get up.\n\nOnly to have his hands grip my quills. Only to have his fingers bury into them and touch the oversensitive skin underneath.\n\nMy back arches unwillingly, and I meet the most intense gaze I've ever seen on [i]any[/i] Sonic.\n\nFeels like someone just threw a bucket of ice over me.\n\n\"One more.\"\n\nAnd electrified me with grazing touches.\n\n\"One more,\" he says, demands, and a flicker of understanding flashes in those eyes. No. Impossible. He can't…\n\n\"Just one more,\" he repeats, reaching at my lips, but still holding himself at a distance. I can still say no. I can still back away and slip into our usual routine. He wouldn't even say a word.\n\nBut he knows exactly how to play me, and my curiosity is getting the best of me.\n\n\"Don't blame me if you turn boneless,\" I say before joining our lips again, just as gently as earlier. No other goal than to show him that I love him. No other goal than to show that I will never let him go.\n\nHis grip loosens. He's going breathless again. 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He probably won't be able to hold the position long, but damn.\n\n\"Sonic,\" is all I manage to say before being silenced by a pair of lips. That hand is still holding mine. And I'm sure that even if my grip were so loose it would feel like he's holding an open hand, he wouldn't let go. He won't ever let go.\n\nThe kiss breaks, and he falls back. Before rising himself halfway to reach my chest and tangle his fingers in my fur. Sensitive spot. He knows it. Probably also knows that I'm biting my inner lip, too.\n\nThe hiss leaves my lips before I can even stop it. I squirm and twitch as his hand moves. My ears flick at every sound he makes. Those moans. Those little moans that tell me he wants this just as bad as I do.\n\n\"I love the way you move,\" he whispers. So low I can barely catch it. The hand on my side isn't helping, either.\n\nBut he's sliding himself underneath me to sit up. 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There's acceptance. Acceptance, understanding, and, most of all, no conditionality. He loves me for who I am, who I was, and who I will be. Time is not a factor. It never was.\n\n\"And I love you,\" I whisper, holding him close. I love him. Always have, always will. And as time flies by, I will only love him more. Doesn't matter if he's the lowest of scums, an elite of society, or even female. It's Sonic. And that's all that matters.",
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I've heard that sentence so many times, and it always comes with the same statement.
"Show me how much you love me, Shadow. Kiss me."
The tone isn't begging. It's demanding. It pulls at my heartstrings each time. And what makes it even worse is that he touches me. Those fingers gently touch my arm as I stay sitting on the bed.
I wish I could say that I can resist him. I wish that I could just pull away, or simply kiss him like it doesn't matter. But I did that once, and he noticed immediately.
"Shadow, please," he asks as his fingers slowly surround my wrist. He's unwilling to give up. Ever since this little tradition started with the Sonic that posed as my teacher, he's been obsessed, unrelenting. As if he just can't understand or get enough of it.
I kind of understand, though. If I were him, I'd be doing the same thing.
So that's why I turn, and press my lips gently against his. Just like the way he entered my heart two thousand years ago. Just like the way he silently slipped through my defenses and made residence there.
A little harder. To show him that the place he has is secure. No one can take it. Time doesn't even stand a chance against the love I have for him.
No, it even strengthens it. It gets stronger and stronger the more he appears before me and shows me that he'll never change. No matter how much his history affects him, his very core will forever remain the same.
He's Sonic, and that's all that matters.
I pull away, and watch him struggle for air. He's breathless, still completely trapped in the kiss I've just subjected him to. He once told me that it's like being trapped in a wave. The passion is so overwhelming, you have to wait until the world stops spinning around you or the wave washes you up onto the shore.
It's the one kiss he can't respond to, yet the one he demands the most fervently.
Because no matter how dazed it leaves him, he holds onto me like a lifeline after it. He would let me go if I were to move – his hold is always weak after such a kiss – but he tries to grip to me as much as possible, and seems to wait for another one.
One that I can't give him because I'll transform him into a puddle and he'll never get up again.
"I'll get breakfast ready," I state as I try to get up.
Only to have his hands grip my quills. Only to have his fingers bury into them and touch the oversensitive skin underneath.
My back arches unwillingly, and I meet the most intense gaze I've ever seen on any Sonic.
Feels like someone just threw a bucket of ice over me.
"One more."
And electrified me with grazing touches.
"One more," he says, demands, and a flicker of understanding flashes in those eyes. No. Impossible. He can't…
"Just one more," he repeats, reaching at my lips, but still holding himself at a distance. I can still say no. I can still back away and slip into our usual routine. He wouldn't even say a word.
But he knows exactly how to play me, and my curiosity is getting the best of me.
"Don't blame me if you turn boneless," I say before joining our lips again, just as gently as earlier. No other goal than to show him that I love him. No other goal than to show that I will never let him go.
His grip loosens. He's going breathless again. He doesn't even whimper as he slowly melts in my arms.
I told him he wouldn't be able to handle it. He really thinks too much of…
His fingers quickly dig into my back and he presses his lips against mine.
Holy mother of Chaos…
He's answering. He's answering my call of the heart. He's finally…
Oh Chaos, his tongue. His tongue that's licking my lips and gently asking for entry. His hand that slowly reaches for mine before closing around it, fingers interlocked.
He's going to melt me. I can feel it.
"Mmmm," is all I manage when he pulls away, and looks at me with that same understanding look. It's not a flicker anymore, though. It's there. And it's burning through my skull as he speaks.
"Was that the right answer?"
Yes.
Fuck yes.
Don't even question yourself. Just yes.
And just kiss me again.
Just press your lips against mine, and gently, softly, break down my barrie…
Holy shit.
"Mmm."
I'm being walked on. I might be the one physically on top, but he's the…
"Ah!"
He's the one in charge. He's the one who will fine tune me until I sing his melody.
And with the way he's currently making me arch so my neck is just within reach, I know that I will have no say.
As if I even wanted a choice.
"Shadow…"
His voice is a whisper. A breath that fans and burns the skin beneath my fur and pours passion in my ears.
I definitely have no say.
Certainly when he starts nipping at my neck.
Holy mother of…
When did the world become so blurry?
When did warmth turn to heat?
When did…?
!!!
No! Don't! Not there! Don't trace my…!
"Ah!"
I'm losing my mind. It's fogging over. I'm nothing more than his instrument, now. He can play me however he wants.
A hand on my chest. I rise as another hand places itself on my hips. I feel his legs shuffle behind me as I sit on his hips, and he slowly sits up. Damn he's flexible. He probably won't be able to hold the position long, but damn.
"Sonic," is all I manage to say before being silenced by a pair of lips. That hand is still holding mine. And I'm sure that even if my grip were so loose it would feel like he's holding an open hand, he wouldn't let go. He won't ever let go.
The kiss breaks, and he falls back. Before rising himself halfway to reach my chest and tangle his fingers in my fur. Sensitive spot. He knows it. Probably also knows that I'm biting my inner lip, too.
The hiss leaves my lips before I can even stop it. I squirm and twitch as his hand moves. My ears flick at every sound he makes. Those moans. Those little moans that tell me he wants this just as bad as I do.
"I love the way you move," he whispers. So low I can barely catch it. The hand on my side isn't helping, either.
But he's sliding himself underneath me to sit up. And puts his lips right against my ear.
"Always feels like you're putting on a show for me."
Which Sonic is this again? I feel like I should know this, understand this.
"Ah!"
Hand. Around my… Oh Chaos, that thumb…
"Mmm."
I can't help the sounds. They're coming out of my throat and I can't stop them. It's – It's so…
"Sonic… Ah…"
Heat. Heat meets me. Warm skin is pressed against mine, and a hand holds it together. I know what he's doing. I know that he's playing me, making me sing the tune he hears.
And I don't fucking care.
"Mmmm," he purrs directly in my ear as he moves my free arm to his shoulder. I should feel ashamed.
But I can't give a crap when that hand start moving.
My eyes close and my head lowers with a shout before I struggle to open them.
"Oh Chaos…" I manage before swallowing. So – so…
"Hgn!"
Cold. Worming. Playing. Penetrating. It doesn't hurt, it's making my vision blur.
"Hah. Mmmm."
It's searching now, slipping inside and making me squirm. I'm biting my lip now. And if I don't let go…
"Ah!"
Shit!
My eyes are wide, staring at something white and smooth. Ceiling maybe?
"Ah!"
Chaos, it burns. It burns so much I can't see. I can't think.
I can only feel another intruder worm its way inside.
"Ah! Mmmm!"
And join its companion in the little game it's playing.
"I love you, Shadow," is whispered in my ear as yet another finger prods and slips in. I wish I could answer. I wish I could say anything.
"Sonic… Sonic!"
But those fingers are stopping me. They make me squirm and plead.
They make me move to my knees when they slip out. They make my ears twitch at the sound of light moans. And they make me shudder as I find something larger and most definitely hotter poke at the already abused hole.
My tongue slightly slips out of my mouth as a take a breath, only to roll back in as I gasp at the feeling of being parted.
Take me, Sonic…
"Ngn," is all I manage, though, as he gently slips in. Hot, emotional, passionate. Call it whatever you want. It's there. It's making its way inside me as he holds me tight against him.
And it's in that smoldering gaze of his.
Sonic…
Ah! No! Sonic! Not yet! Don't move just yet! Let me…! No! I'm not…! Stop! Please!
Please! Please! Please!
Don't…! Ah! Chaos! You…! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Sonic! Sonic!
…….
My heart…
"Shadow…"
I swallow, and look up. Look up at those green eyes that remind me of a forest I've run through one too many times.
There's a gentle squeeze from the hand he's holding.
"I love you," he says, but there's more to it. There's a lot more than just love. There's acceptance. Acceptance, understanding, and, most of all, no conditionality. He loves me for who I am, who I was, and who I will be. Time is not a factor. It never was.
"And I love you," I whisper, holding him close. I love him. Always have, always will. And as time flies by, I will only love him more. Doesn't matter if he's the lowest of scums, an elite of society, or even female. It's Sonic. And that's all that matters.",
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