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Rouge and Shadow could see into any remaining dark corners by virtue of being a bat and genetically enhance respectively. The pitch black was no trouble for the trio.\n\nNo, the problem was the wetness.\n\nRouge was grateful she had thought to forgo her usual sexy getup in favor of practical spelunking gear, but her unprotected head and exposed ears cringed with every drop of freezing cold water that dripped onto her.\n\n“If I die of hypothermia, I’m haunting Abe for the rest of his life.” Rouge complained, shaking her head in an attempt to dry off.\n\nShadow flinched as cold droplets hit him from her shaking. “Watch it!” He snapped.\n\n“Are you meatbags so weak that water is injuring you?” Omega questioned, and anybody else would have taken his words as insulting. He still struggled with adding the proper tone and inflection to his words to express emotion.\n\nBut his teammates knew he was teasing. Mostly.\n\n“Laugh it up, big guy.” Rouge muttered bitterly, sick of this cave and in need of a vacation.\n\nShadow wasn’t as outspoken about it as Rouge, but he was feeling just as miserable as her. This was work for grunts, not for seasoned agents such as them. But they were seeking a sudden spike in Chaos Energy, and because of Shadow’s intimate knowledge of Chaos, he and his teammates were sent to investigate.\n\nHe knew he’d be getting shit from them for weeks after this.\n\nOf course, after all their suffering, they found nothing in the depths of the cave. There was no trace of the Chaos Energy they had sought, making the entire excursion pointless.\n\nRouge, shivering and hating life, cursed Abe’s name as they backtracked their way out of the cave. Shadow emphasized her swearing with a few agreeable grunts of his own, and Omega silently enjoyed their misery.\n\nAll went silent for a time as the organics in the party seethed, until the sound of crumbling rocks reached their ears.\n\nThe trio tensed for a moment, but the rock fall ended after only a few small crumbling noises. They relaxed, and proceeded on their way.\n\n“The whole place coming down on us would be the icing on the cake.” Rouge grumbled.\n\n“Don’t say that. It’ll actually happ-ah!” Without warning, the walkway crumbled underneath Shadow’s feet. They were walking beside a chasm and the sudden loss of his footing sent him plummeting into the deep darkness.\n\nHe heard propulsion jets flare to life and he saw Omega rocketing towards him, positioning himself under Shadow and catching him.\n\nShadow clung to Omega as they flew upwards, but another rumble sounded, this time much louder than the previous distant sounds.\n\nA shadow was cast over them and a large rock struck Omega on the shoulder, making his flight trajectory wobble. Shadow felt the impact sight and discovered a severe dent that exposed Omega’s wiring.\n\nSeveral more boulders came falling towards them, and Omega could only dodge so many and received several more strikes to his frame.\n\nRouge cried out and made to leap from the walkway.\n\n“Do not do anything idiotic.” Omega warned. “You will only damage yourself.”\n\n“But…!” Rouge began to protest, but she knew full well that there was nothing she could do to help. She’d only make more trouble if she flew down to them.\n\nOmega managed to fly level with the walkway, but after a brief scan of the area, the robot tossed Shadow onto the rocks instead of flying over to it.\n\nA second later, a massive section of the cave’s roof came down, basking them in sunlight and crushing Omega beneath it.\n\nThe remaining members of Team Dark screamed their sorrows as their friend plummeted into the dark depths.\n\n***\n\nRouge and Shadow were inconsolable as the recovery GUN unit searched the caves for whatever mangled mass of metal remained of their teammate. Sonic also put in an appearance, having arrived to combat Eggman after word got out that he collapsed an entire cave system.\n\nEggman had long since fled the scene, and Sonic was attempting to comfort his comrades.\n\n“He’s an AI, right? Even if his body gets destroyed his…mind, so to speak, could be okay.” Sonic said with a hand placed on his rival’s shoulder.\n\n“If we can find it. If they don’t, I’m going in to look for myself.” Shadow swore with anger and sadness in his voice.\n\nSonic knew better than to try and stop him, so he only squeezed his hand in an attempt to offer support. Shadow didn’t brush him off, but he didn’t thank Sonic for his presence either.\n\nRouge silently stared at the cave entrance, her face impassive and unreadable. Shadow was familiar enough with her to know that she was attempting to swallow her feelings, but the tremble in her hands spoke volumes.\n\nHe offered a hand to her and she took it. They sat in solidarity as they awaited news of their fallen friend.\n\nSonic left once it became obvious he was not needed, but he asked for them to call him and let him know what happened with Omega. He was far from close to the robot, but his heart was kind enough to be concerned. Rouge promised to contact him and he left them.\n\nHours of spelunking passed, and eventually all of Omega’s recoverable parts were pulled from the rocks at the bottom of the chasm. Shadow still did a sweep of the dark depths once they declared the job done, though.\n\nHe reluctantly admitted the humans did a good job of recovery, and he and Rouge rode back with Omega’s scattered parts to GUN’s labs.\n\nIt hurt to see their comrade so broken, reduced to twisted scraps of metal and sparking wires. However, most of his limbs were still attached, having lost only an arm which had been trapped under a boulder and unrecoverable. His overall shape had endured the fall, but he had taken significant damage nonetheless.\n\nAnd worst of all, he was lying silent and unmoving in the back of a GUN van. He should have been promising to correct the boulders with fire, but he did no such thing.\n\nThe drive to GUN headquarters was a quiet and tense one, and the transport to the labs was just as tense. Neither remaining member of Team Dark were much for small talk, even less so when their third teammate was lying prone and silent.\n\nThey waited for news as the techs fiddled with Omega’s hardware and read readouts on their screens, none of which meant anything to Shadow.\n\nFinally, someone turned to them and explained the situation.\n\n“Omega’s software is recoverable, and his hardware can be repaired given time. We’ve downloaded him onto our servers for the moment. If you would step over here…?”\n\nThe technician directed them to a screen with only a single line running across it. Rouge began to speak hesitantly.\n\n“Omega…?” Hope creeped into her voice.\n\n“Rouge. An explanation of my immobility would be appreciated. My optics are nonfunctional and I do not detect any of my weaponry.”\n\nShadow could have cried at the familiar voice coming from the computer. As he spoke the line on the screen danced to the rhythm of his inflections.\n\n“You’ve been downloaded to a GUN server. Your body was destroyed, it needs to be repaired. It’s going to take some time.”\n\nRouge’s voice didn’t waver, but a few stray tears fell from her eyes. Shadow touched her shoulder, as Sonic had done for him, and she curled a hand over his.\n\n“I would enjoy correcting the cave with fire.”\n\nRouge and Shadow laughed with relief at the familiar quip from their teammate.\n\nThe technician tapped Shadow on the shoulder, and he turned to face them with a glare at the interruption. The tech flinched but spoke anyway. “It is possible to download the software for Omega into a temporary mobile platform so you can take him with you, if you wish.”\n\nShadow turned back to the monitor, but Rouge was already asking the question on his lips.\n\n“How’s that sound, Omega? You can come home with us instead of being stuck here.”\n\n“That would be preferable. These meatbags are not as amusing as Rouge and Shadow.”\n\nThe monitor got more than a few dirty looks for that.\n\n***\n\nOmega came home with them on a small tablet, equipped with a camera and displaying the same voice readout the monitor back at HQ had shown.\n\nRouge made the promised call to Sonic while Shadow carried Omega to his bedroom and set him up with a stand to keep him upright on his bedside table. He had a full view of the room and the bed that took up most of its space.\n\nShadow sat on the bed and looked at the tablet that held his friend’s software.\n\n “How are you doing in there?” He probed lightly.\n\n“I dislike this pathetic body. There are no offensive capabilities and my mobility is dependent on meatbags such as you.”\n\nShadow chuckled, feeling light and happy with Omega’s presence. Watching him fall down the chasm had been terrifying. He had truly believed he had lost another dear friend in that moment, another life lost saving his own. If Omega had died, Shadow didn’t know if he would be able to handle the loss.\n\nBut he was alive and here with him, and on his way back to full functionality. Omega’s usual blunt rudeness was a blessing to Shadow.\n\n“Just tolerate it for now.” Shadow replied with a long yawn.\n\n“You are expressing organic indications of tiredness. Would you like to sleep now?” Omega questioned.\n\nShadow nodded and snuggled into his pillows and sheets. It had been an arduous day and he was feeling the strain on his mind and body. It was unnecessary for the Ultimate Lifeform to sleep for extended periods of time, but tonight he could use some rest.\n\n“Good night.” Omega said before the line on his screen went still and the tablet went silent. Still, Shadow felt his presence as strongly as he would have were Omega still a towering robot. It was a comforting presence, and he found himself drifting off to sleep with little trouble.\n\n***\n\nShadow awoke early as he always did, and his heart did a little jump when Omega’s voice greeted him when his eyes opened.\n\n“Good morning, Shadow.”\n\nHe recovered himself once the haze of sleep washed away, allowing him to remember why Omega was in his bedroom. The robot’s voice was less grouchy than last night.\n\n“Good morning, Omega.” He greeted cordially.\n\nHe went about his morning routine as he always did, uncaring about the tablet that could see his every move. He knew Omega had no interest in organic affairs, so if he wandered around dripping wet and rubbed himself down with a towel in front of him it wouldn’t matter.\n\nHis rituals done, he lifted Omega from the nightstand and carried him into the dining room. Rouge was there, already munching on cereal. She lazily gestured to a bowl she had prepared for him in a rare bout of kindness and he thanked her before eating with Omega set on the table.\n\n“We’re off duty until Omega is 100% and ready to go.” Rouge informed them after swallowing down the rest of her breakfast. “So take it easy for once, hun. Have a day in.”\n\nRouge, who Shadow now noticed was dressed and groomed to her usual standard, made for the door.\n\n“Where are you off to?” Shadow questioned, not really expecting an answer. Rouge was nearly as private as he was, and rarely informed him of her daily activities.\n\n“Out, of course. Have fun without me, boys.” Strangely, she shot a playful wink at Omega as she departed. The line on the tablet jerked, but no sound was produced. \n\nThe brief exchange, which barely counted as an exchange, struck Shadow as extremely odd. Was something going on between Rouge and Omega that they’d neglected to tell him about?\n\nNever one for tact, he decided to ask directly.\n\n“What’s the matter? Are you and Rouge fighting?”\n\nOmega was silent for a moment, before responding, “We are not fighting. I revealed something to her in a private capacity and she has seen fit to taunt me whenever possible as of late.”\n\nOmega had as much of a right to privacy as anyone did, so he didn’t pry, but he couldn’t help commenting, “It’s Rouge. You can’t have expected any different.”\n\n“Has she said nothing to you concerning what I confided in her?” Omega probed.\n\n“She hasn’t said anything about you that could be considered private. She’ll tease you for anything and everything, but she’s a good friend when it counts. You can trust her.” Shadow reassured his AI companion.\n\n“I do trust her. That is why I confided in her.”\n\nShadow was positive Omega didn’t mean the statement the way Shadow interpreted it, but it still stung. The robot made it sound as if he didn’t trust Shadow, which his logical mind knew was probably not what he had meant. Omega was blunt to a fault, if he had a problem with Shadow he would say so, and if he had some reason not to confide in Shadow then it was probably a good reason.\n\nBut the less reasonable parts of him ached at the exclusion. \n\nHe said none of this to Omega. The robot had enough to worry about with the loss of his body; he didn’t need to be burdened by Shadow’s whining.\n\n“Scans from last night indicate you were under a great deal of stress as you slept. It is my understanding sleep is meant to relax. Please elaborate.”\n\n“Elaborate?” Shadow mumbled. He didn’t want to answer the question, but Omega seemed to be attempting to inflect earnestness in his voice. He honestly wanted to know. And answering would divert the conversation away from his own doubts about Omega’s trust in him. \n\n“I was having a nightmare. It went away after a while, but for a time…” Shadow shuddered, unwilling to go on.\n\n“A nightmare is a projection of frightening or disturbing images while sleeping, likely caused by neurons firing during normal sleep cycles. Are they that troubling?”\n\nOf course Omega couldn’t understand; he didn’t sleep. He turned himself off when he needed to recover power when he was entirely drained, but even that was rare.\n\n“Yes, they are very troubling.” He replied shortly, still reluctant to go on with this discussion.\n\n“Why?”\n\nShadow knew why Omega wouldn’t let this line of questions drop. He had been the same, once. He had been voracious for learning new things, asking Maria questions constantly, many of which she was far too young to answer. Omega wasn’t so different from him. He sought to understand, just as Shadow did once.\n\nHis curiosity had long since died out due to the string of tragedies that was his life, but he remembered. He would do the same for the kindred soul in Omega, for the memory of the childish hedgehog that died in him fifty years ago.\n\n“When you’re in the middle of a nightmare, you can’t tell that it isn’t real. Your mind believes it is real, and the fear or sadness it brings is very real. They can bring up bad memories or prey on your deepest fears, because all those things are in your head, waiting to torment you. That’s what it feels like anyway.” Shadow finished weakly.\n\n“I have never experienced fear due to a threat. I will destroy any that threaten me with fire and bullets.” Omega cockily asserted.\n\nShadow smirked knowingly. Of course Omega would be fearless, even a cave in could not destroy him, not completely. His software, his mind, was safe even if his armored hardware was destroyed.\n\n“Wait, you haven’t experienced fear ‘due to a threat?’ Have you felt fearful of something else?” Shadow caught the qualification of Omega’s statement, and pressed the weakness in his confident words.\n\nOmega went silent, which only made Shadow’s curiosity grow. He knew Omega felt emotions comparable to organics, he had displayed as such in the past. But fear was a primal response; something Shadow didn’t know Omega to be capable of.\n\nStill, he understood the need for privacy, and he wouldn’t push if Omega didn’t want to reveal a vulnerable part of himself. Just as Shadow believed he wouldn’t get an answer and was about to change the subject, Omega spoke again.\n\n“I did not want you to fall. I believe I may have feared that you would die.”\n\nThe quiet words were so strange in so many ways. Omega was aggressive and loud, never quiet and almost tender. And the confession itself left Shadow speechless. Omega had feared him dying when he had fallen in the cave?\n\n“Logic dictates such a fall would not have killed you. You have survived considerably worse.”\n\nThat was an understatement, Shadow thought to himself.\n\n“But the sections of my coding associated with risk assessment and self-preservation were triggered by witnessing you fall. I considered it harmful to myself if you were to be injured or killed. I was compelled to act.”\n\nShadow went quiet and still and he avoided looking at the tablet. This conversation was turning towards areas which Shadow was far from comfortable discussing.\n\n“I believe the response my coding elicited to be similar to the organic response of fight-or-flight. I associated a threat to you as a threat to myself.”\n\nWhat could that mean? It could be that Omega cared for him, but to the point of equating harm to Shadow as harm to himself? That almost seemed to go past friendship.\n\nOr it could be a quirk of his coding. Shadow chose to believe that instead of the much more intimidating prospects of the other option.\n\nWithout an ounce of smoothness or grace, Shadow turned the subject to things much less frightening.\n\n“How about we watch a movie?”\n\n***\n\nThey spent the day with more inane conversations about the stupidity of horror movie protagonists until Rouge returned home from parts unknown. It had been a good day, minus the terrifying conversation they had had about feelings that morning. Omega seemed to catch on to the fact that Shadow didn’t want to discuss it further and didn’t attempt to bring it up again.\n\nThat, or he was enjoying picturing horror movie protagonists being corrected with fire too much.\n\nNight fell, and Shadow took Omega to his bedroom for the night again.\n\nJust before settling down to sleep, Omega spoke to him in that strangely quiet voice again.\n\n“Is there something I can do to prevent nightmares, Shadow?”\n\nThe offer touched him, but he had to say no. There was really nothing Omega could do, and Shadow had been dealing with restless and nightmare-plagued nights since he had awoken from his fifty year slumber.\n\n“I see.”\n\nOmega said nothing more as Shadow slept.\n\n***\n\nHe awoke to voices.\n\nHe opened his eyes and noticed the tablet containing Omega was missing, but one of the voices that had woken him up belonged to the robot, so he didn’t worry.\n\nShadow was a light sleeper and usually awoke to the slightest sound, but he had associated Rouge’s presence with safety for some time. His sleeping self wouldn’t awaken if her quiet steps entered his room and removed Omega from the bedside table.\n\n“How’d it go?” Rouge’s voice floated through his closed door from downstairs. His hearing was optimized beyond that of any Mobian’s, so he heard the conversation as clearly as if it were taking place in his bedroom.\n\nShadow had no business listening in. He should not eavesdrop on his friends as they talked.\n\n“I left you alone with him all day so you would tell him. Did you?”\n\nBut he was going to anyway.\n\n“No.” Omega replied bluntly.\n\n“Why not?” Rouge’s voice was clearly annoyed with Omega, and Shadow felt less guilty about listening in. If there was tension within their team, he had to do what he could to get rid of it. They couldn’t afford that kind of handicap on the dangerous missions they tended to go on.\n\n“I attempted to bring the subject up, but he was reticent about continuing the conversation.”\n\n“He’s reticent about everything, Omega, you know that. You have to push him into stuff he doesn’t want to talk about. It’s for his own good.”\n\nShadow felt a stab of annoyance. Who was Rouge to say what was for his own good? He had the right to be uncomfortable and avoid certain topics.\n\nHe decided then was a good a time as any to announce himself. He opened his bedroom door, and the creak was enough to silence the voices. He proceeded downstairs and saw Rouge seated at the dining table with Omega perched on it, the screen facing her.\n\n“Morning, hun. I made breakfast.” Rouge gestured to the kitchen counter where a plate piled with bacon and another with sausages sat.\n\nShadow thanked her for her kindness and took a serving of each before sitting with his teammates at the table. Rouge was being strangely nice lately. Two breakfasts in a row was a record for her.\n\n“I’m going out again, boys. Keep yourselves entertained without me.” Rouge stood and left Shadow to his breakfast.\n\nSilence fell over the remaining pair as Shadow ate. Omega didn’t speak again until his dishes were washed and put away. He sat down at the table again, intending to ask about his earlier conversation with Rouge.\n\n“Do you want to partake in physical personal pleasures?”\n\n“What!?” Shadow started violently, standing and jerking away from the table in shock.\n\n“I am aware that meatbags pleasure themselves when left alone. Are you going to do so?” Omega’s tone was completely impassive. Shadow couldn’t tell at all if he was joking.\n\n“I wasn’t planning on it.” Shadow gathered himself and put on an equally impassive expression as he answered.\n\n“I see. I would have liked to watch.”\n\nThe impassivity immediately fell away again, and Shadow choked on the surprised breath he sucked in. Once he recovered from the fit he gasped, “Omega, what the hell? You want to watch me jerk off?”\n\nOmega’s voice remained toneless. “Yes. I confided in Rouge that I was interested in organic mating practices, and she recommended I view pornography. I stated that I had already done so and it did not answer what I wanted it to.”\n\n“And…what did you want answered?”\n\nOmega went silent, creating the most awkward gap in conversation Shadow had ever experienced. He had no choice but to contemplate Omega’s request.\n\nWas Omega only curious about sex in general? It seemed there was something specific he wanted answered, and he seemed to believe that watching Shadow pleasure himself may answer it for him.\n\nShadow, more than anyone, understood the confusion that came with being an artificial creature meant to function in a world he didn’t understand. Omega was going through the same confusion that Shadow was still wading through every day. He knew all too well the terror of it all, how overwhelming the world was when you didn’t know the rulebook of existence everybody else seemed to be following.\n\nHe didn’t know if his pride would survive such a thing, but Omega was his friend, and he didn’t have many of those. If he could do something for the robot he should do so, shouldn’t he?\n\nHis resolve set, he gave his consent to Omega.\n\n“If you think it will help you figure something out, I’ll let you watch me.”\n\n***\n\nShadow settled Omega’s tablet on the end of his bed and sat himself up by the pillows. As he unbuttoned his loose sleep shirt he asked, “Can you see me?”\n\n“Yes.” Omega’s monotone confirmed.\n\nShadow wished Omega would put some inflection into his voice in a moment like this, even if he wasn’t good at it yet. He wanted to gauge Omega’s state of mind, but it seemed the robot wouldn’t grant him that.\n\nAfter wriggling out of his pants he adjusted his pillows to allow himself to sit up and face Omega. He then spread his legs and let Omega view him in full. His cock was still hidden inside his sheath, but the fullness of his ass and his lean muscles could be admired.\n\n“It is my understanding you are considered attractive by the standards of beauty in meatbag society.”\n\nShadow didn’t know how to respond. Omega hadn’t asked a question of him so he figured he could get away with saying nothing. The robot didn’t stay as silent as he.\n\n“You are aesthetically pleasing. It is…interesting to look at you.”\n\nShadow was unsure as to whether that was a compliment or not. Interesting wasn’t usually a word one thought of as a positive remark towards their looks. But Omega was a robot that was most ‘interested’ in explosions and causing said explosions. If his body could cause some interest in Omega, then that was something remarkable.\n\nHe knew he looked good. He was literally designed to be attractive by Mobian standards. Being told as such by Mobians didn’t mean much to him, but hearing it from Omega made him a little warm in his chest. Omega had no such preconceptions concerning beauty standards of Mobians. The things he found aesthetically pleasing were based on his own judgments and not that of society. It meant something to Shadow to be told he was nice to look at from Omega.\n\nIt was a line of thought he would like to pursue, but now was not the time to discuss the interests of his robotic friend. He had pleasure to seek out and Omega had questions that needed answers.\n\nA single finger stroked his sheath to get his cock to emerge. He shuddered and bit his lip to hold back a moan, feeling nervous and somehow sensing Omega’s eye on him despite the robot having no eyes at the moment, just a camera on a tablet.\n\nBut he pressed on and let his cock slide through his grip as it emerged. He thumbed the tip to prompt it to leak pre-cum and lathered his length with it on his down strokes. His touch was smoothed and his fingers slid over his flesh. His lips parted and he allowed himself to moan openly for Omega’s benefit.\n\n“Physical touch is pleasurable for you?” Omega inquired. Shadow shakily nodded.\n\n“In certain places from certain people, yes.” Shadow answered in a quavering voice punctuated with a long groan.\n\n“Certain people?”\n\n“This is something…intimate. Personal. Private. Meatbags only like to be touched by people they love or lust after.” Shadow replied quietly.\n\n“Is there anyone you would like to be touched by?”\n\nThe question made Shadow pause. Was there anyone? Shadow mentally ran through his list of associates, but the only people he considered himself close to were Rouge and Omega. And Rouge was too much like a sister to think of in that context.\n\nBut Omega…if Omega wished to explore further concerning his curiosities about sex, would Shadow allow the robot to touch him? Shadow thought, perhaps, the answer could be yes.\n\nBut Shadow couldn’t bring himself to admit it. Rejection would be more than his pride or his heart could take after a lifetime of loss. \n\n“No, there’s no one.” Shadow said as he continued with stroking himself and gasping lightly. Omega remained silent.\n\nA wash of loneliness consumed Shadow’s heart, but he ignored it and focused on his more physical feelings. The pleasure was easier to deal with than the pain.\n\nHis other hand’s fingers prodded at his nipples until they peaked through his fur, two pink nubs poking out from the dark expanse of his body. He played with them as he continued to stroke his cock.\n\nHe pinched a nipple hard and let out a mostly involuntary whine. He pulled it as he pinched and let it go when it couldn’t be pulled any further.\n\n“Do you enjoy pain?” Omega asked, noticing the doubtlessly painful action.\n\n“Yes, some. I like making my nipples ache…” Shadow murmured as he rolled his hurting nipple between two fingers to stimulate it more. “I like having my ass stretched out. A lot.”\n\n“I see.”\n\nThere was something strange in Omega’s tone, something Shadow almost wanted to call excitement. There was an upward lilt in his words, certainly. But what could have excited Omega? Shadow stored yet another wandering thought of his away for later consideration.\n\nHe delivered the same treatment to his other nipple, pinching and pulling until it throbbed with pain equal to its twin. His breath was ragged at this point and his balls were heavy and ready to release.\n\n“I’m…I’m going to…” Shadow attempted to explain, but the lack of air in his lungs wouldn’t allow him to finish the sentence.\n\n“I understand.”\n\nThis time, Shadow could easily identify what had creeped into Omega’s digital voice. Disappointment. Did he want this moment to last longer?\n\nA few more tugs on his cock brought his orgasm to a peak. He milked himself of cum as he stained the bedsheets and his own fur with sticky white. He sagged into the bed and caught his breath. Omega silently watched him recover without a word.\n\nA sudden assault of embarrassment and awful terror overtook Shadow. Every thought and doubt he had pushed away came back to him in a rush. The confusion. The loneliness. He knew he couldn’t stay in this room for another second.\n\nFeeling like a coward, Shadow fled, grabbing his pants as he left, to the downstairs living room. He needed to think. He zipped into his pants in case Rouge decided to arrive while he wallowed in the living room.\n\nAs far as Shadow knew, Omega wasn’t capable of sexual desires and attractions. But, after some thought, why wouldn’t he be able to feel at least a desire for companionship? Shadow knew he was capable of anger, he had witnessed it himself several times.\n\nAnd Rouge had told him he had seemed sad when Shadow nearly died on the New Black Comet. Speaking of, Omega had revealed he was fond of his teammates on the Comet after Shadow’s mind had been recovered. They had spoken at length Omega’s experiences with fear just recently.\n\nIf he could feel all of that, why not love? Perhaps he couldn’t experience the same sexual needs born of hormones that organics did, but he was an AI capable of emotion. Love, or at least fondness, was entirely possible. And what he had said about his self-preservation being triggered by threats to Shadow sounded a lot like someone declaring their lover to be necessary to their own welfare and happiness.\n\nGiven the circumstances, however, could Omega’s new body be remade to be capable of sexual intercourse? The idea grew in Shadow’s mind against his will, and he found himself curious about what being physically intimate with Omega could be like.\n\nTheir moment together, him touching himself with Omega’s eyes on him, his voice in his ears, had been the most erotic of his life. Shadow was willing to go farther.\n\nIt was a conversation he needed to have with Omega, and he resolved himself to do so. He needed to banish his nervousness and have a straight conversation with the robot. \n\nSquaring his shoulders, he returned to the upstairs, determined to figure out this thing between them.\n\nOmega was where Shadow had abandoned him, sitting on the bed and facing the headboard and mussed pillows. Shadow planted himself in front of the tablet’s screen and defaulted to a stern and straight expression, the easiest for him to affect. His insides were quivering like jelly, though.\n\n“We need to talk.”\n\n“Yes.” Omega agreed bluntly.\n\nShadow was lost as to where would be appropriate to start, so he spoke the first thing that came to mind.\n\n“You said you found me interesting to look at. What did you mean by that?”\n\n“I have experience watching you fight. At first I associated your skill with the enjoyment I found in watching you but I began to make the same association outside of battle. I would be interested in watching you perform mundane tasks such as walking and eating.”\n\n“And masturbating.”\n\n“Yes.”\n\nSo, Shadow appealed to Omega physically. But that wasn’t enough for Shadow. He didn’t want to be lusted after, he wanted something more.\n\nBut there was a question that had been hanging over their heads since this thing between them began. Shadow needed an answer.\n\n“What did you want answered by all this? You still haven’t told me.”\n\nOmega hesitated, which struck Shadow as extremely unnerving. Omega was the most straightforward person he knew, what could possibly stay his tongue this much?\n\n“I wanted to understand sexuality among organics in order to draw comparisons to my own recent…experiences.” Omega slowly spoke, seemingly not wanting to speak the words.\n\n“Experiences you spoke to Rouge about?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\nShadow could piece everything together to make a complete picture by now. The conversation he’d overheard and Omega’s recent behavior was illuminating enough.\n\n“So you’ve been attracted to me and wanted to understand it.” Shadow didn’t say it as a question. He didn’t need to.\n\n“Correct.”\n\n“Did you find the answer?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\nShadow’s eye twitched slightly in annoyance. “And what was the answer?”\n\nOmega was silent for a long moment, but Shadow only crossed his arms and waited.\n\n“The answer is…that I love you.”\n\nShadow’s eyes went wide and his arms sagged to his sides. That had been the last thing he had expected Omega to say. But, if he were being honest, it was what he was hoping for.\n\n“I was…upset when you nearly died on the New Black Comet. And afterwards I realized other associations I was making concerning your wellbeing. What occurred in the cave when my body was destroyed was the result of those associations. I did not want you to be hurt.\n\n“At the same time I began to find enjoyment in watching you. You are appealing. Beautiful.”\n\nOmega was clearly trying to phrase his words the way an organic would so Shadow would understand him. Shadow appreciated the effort, but it mostly served to frighten him more. Emotions were unnerving for him to discuss.\n\n“Watching you touch yourself was a…it was good to watch.” Omega stumbled over his words slightly, something Shadow never thought to see his friend do. “I now have the necessary information to understand what I have been experiencing. I am in love with you.”\n\nShadow flinched as the words were repeated. Omega’s non-organic brain allowed him clarity of thought that organics would never possess. His artificial mind made connections and associations and Omega understood each of them with perfect understanding so long as he had proper intel and context. His love for Shadow had become clear once they had an intimate moment together. That was the context he had needed.\n\nShadow didn’t have the same advantage. His artificial mind was made of chemicals and hormones that disallowed for any clarity to be had. His own inexperience in this particular sort of love was a serious setback. In all the rushing chemicals and electrical impulses coursing through his head, how was he supposed to figure out if he was in love?\n\n“I…I know I care for you, Omega.” Shadow replied weakly, hoping he wouldn’t hurt his friend with his confusion over his own feelings.\n\n“Your continued wellbeing is satisfactory. Reciprocation of my feelings would be appreciated, but they are not necessary.”\n\nThat was a little comforting. At least Omega was allowing him time to figure things out. He knew he was interested in seeking sexual pleasures with Omega, but emotions were something Shadow did his best to disassociate himself with.\n\n“You deserve honesty, and I need to tell you something.”\n\nOmega was silent in his waiting for Shadow to prepare himself for his confession.\n\n“I want to have sex with you.”\n\n“I want to have sex with you, too.”\n\nOmega’s quick response surprised Shadow, but it shouldn’t have. Omega wouldn’t hold anything back especially after everything they had already confessed.\n\n“For the purposes of pleasuring you and engaging in intimacy with the man I love.”\n\nShadow nodded shakily, still nervous at the sound of the word ‘love.’ It was too much too soon.\n\n***\n\nA week passed in peace before they got a call from the laboratory rebuilding Omega informing them that his new body was complete. The lab technician also mentioned that the extra features Omega had contacted them to request had been successfully added.\n\nThe bat and hedgehog brought their robotic friend to the lab to get him uploaded into his shiny new body, a process that proved to be easy. Soon the massive robot was on his feet and switching through the weaponry he had installed.\n\nShadow noticed as he cycled through his guns he paused briefly on a new set of hands with short, rounded fingers rather than claws. He knew full well what Omega had requested as far as modifications to his body went, and the new fingers were proof of the direction of his thoughts.\n\nBy the look Rouge had given him at the sight of the new fingers, she knew damn well what was going on between them as well. At least that meant she would leave them be for the night.\n\nAnd leave them be she did. They returned home and Rouge declared she needed a night out. Shadow and a restored Omega were left to their own devices.\n\n“I requested sensory nerves to be installed. I am curious as to their effect on me.”\n\nLeave it to Omega to cut right to the heart of the matter. They both knew what they wanted and there was no point in dancing around it, but Shadow almost hoped for more time to brace himself. He’d never given himself over to anyone, this was something momentous to him.\n\nBut he didn’t want Omega to think he was backing out, so he curled his fingers around Omega’s new smooth appendages and led him upstairs to his bedroom. It was a place he was comfortable in, and Omega didn’t question it.\n\n“Kneel on the bed.” Shadow ordered, which Omega obeyed silently.\n\nShadow kneeled across from him and gently ran a hand down Omega’s arm. Omega remained still but his glowing eyes watched the progression of his paw down his metal skin.\n\n“Can you feel that?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\n“And…how does it feel?” Shadow pried.\n\n“It is warm. Soft. I am forming new associations while you touch me. I…like it.”\n\nShadow allowed himself a small smile. He circled the hard metal with a thumb as he stroked the arm up and down. \n\n“It is somewhat overwhelming.”\n\nThe hedgehog pulled away, worried he had made a mistake, but Omega’s hand snatched Shadow’s and put it back on his body.\n\n“It will no longer be overwhelming if I become accustomed to your touch.”\n\nShadow resumed his stroking and let his other hand explore Omega’s torso. His fingers dipped into metallic plating and found every nook and cranny in the hard armor.\n\nOmega grew tired of being still and reached out to pull Shadow close. His cheek was pressed against Omega’s torso and his legs straddled the robot’s own kneeling legs. Hands held him tight.\n\nFingers ran down his spine, drawing a shudder from Shadow. The curves of his body were touched and fondled, and Shadow’s cock couldn’t help but begin to emerge.\n\nShadow’s own body heat had helped warm the metal of Omega’s fingers so he it wasn’t uncomfortable when Omega wrapped a hand around his emerging cock, copying what Shadow had done to himself before.\n\nOmega stroked the shaft when Shadow’s cock had fully emerged and he smeared pre-cum over it generously. His other hand continued to touch everything of his body it could find.\n\n“You are feeling pleasure?” Omega asked, to which Shadow only nodded firmly and let out a mostly involuntary whimper of neediness.\n\n“I excel at pleasuring you even though it is my first time doing such a thing. As expected.”\n\nIt was a relief to see the return of Omega’s arrogance. His worries over losing his body and dealing with falling in love with Shadow had suppressed it, but it had returned it seemed. Shadow was grateful to see it again.\n\n“We’ll see, big guy. What else did the techs add?” Shadow gave a pointed look at Omega’s crotch.\n\nA port on the robot’s groin slid away and a long, thick metal cock revealed itself. Shadow felt drool gathering in his mouth at the sight of it, which he had to swallow down.\n\n“I assume it is sufficient?”\n\n“Very…very sufficient.” Shadow stammered.\n\nShadow could almost feel the smirk even though Omega had no lips to smirk with. But smugness radiated off of the robot in waves.\n\nThe hand not occupied with his cock slid down his back to find the curve of his ass. The cheeks were fondled and squeezed tight before a probing finger found his hole and slipped inside.\n\nThe sudden stretch and burn made Shadow grit his teeth and hiss. His tension lasted only a moment, however, as he forced himself to relax and accept the penetration.\n\nThe metal finger was unyielding and hard to take, but Shadow had to grow used to it. They were long, though, and found his prostate with ease. As he was stretched with one and then two fingers his nerves were tickled and pressed hard according to Omega’s whims.\n\nHe couldn’t withstand the ministrations so he pressed his face into Omega’s torso and moaned openly. Omega released his cock to hug him and stroke his spine, smearing pre-cum into his fur.\n\n“Omega, I need to tell you…before…” Shadow panted.\n\n“Yes?”\n\n“I’ve been thinking and…and I love you too.”\n\nShadow meant it. It wasn’t just something to say to make Omega happy. He wouldn’t disrespect his friend like that. And he would never say such a thing lightly. He had searched within himself and found that the warmth in his heart was indeed a blossoming love for his robotic teammate.\n\n“I am happy to hear that.”\n\nThough Omega still struggled to put emotion into his synthetic voice, Shadow could hear the honest joy nonetheless.\n\nThe fingers left his anus and both hand were suddenly wrapped around his hips. He was lifted from Omega’s lap and placed over his cock, the tip touching his entrance.\n\n“I hope you meant it when you said you liked being stretched.” Omega teased lightly, slowly letting Shadow descend.\n\n“I did mean it.” Shadow mumbled, fluttering his eyes shut and embracing the sensation of letting Omega into his body.\n\nIt was a difficult to take. The burn was nearly more than Shadow could tolerate. But the pain accentuated pleasure, and Shadow could bear the ache knowing what would come of it soon enough.\n\nHis ass touched Omega’s metal thighs, the steel cock having been inserted fully. Shadow was allowed to adjust and he panted hard enough to make his chest heave. Drool dribbled from his mouth.\n\n“You appear quite wanton. I enjoy the sight of you like this.”\n\n“How does it feel?” Shadow asked.\n\n“Incredible. I can feel the pressure around me and the heat of you. I believed your touch to be overwhelming, but this is incomparable. We have to repeat this often.”\n\nShadow chuckled, “We will, I promise.”\n\n“Good.”\n\nShadow braced himself on Omega’s chest and slowly slid upwards, only slightly. He couldn’t deal with too much friction for now, so he began with something easy. He made tiny bounces on Omega’s cock, slowly moving more as he adjusted further.\n\n“Oh, Chaos…” Shadow muttered to himself.\n\n“I agree.” Omega returned which made Shadow laugh again.\n\nSoon Shadow was pulling himself up almost completely off of Omega’s dick and slamming himself down hard back onto it. It hurt, but in a way he very much liked. His prostate was pegged with every downward thrust and he cried out Omega’s name as they connected.\n\nFingers pinched at his nipples and pulled on them. That brought the ache Shadow so enjoyed to his nubs. He appreciated Omega remembering that.\n\nHis nipples were rolled and teased as his ass was stretched and fucked by hard metal. Shadow bounced and moaned until he grew hoarse, then kept on crying out. Saliva fell down his muzzle and Omega didn’t care to wipe it away.\n\nHis cock was soaking wet and staining his own fur and Omega’s metal plating. But that was of little concern to them both. Omega wanted to touch Shadow’s perfectly formed curves and Shadow wanted to get fucked more than he wanted his cock touched.\n\n“I told you before I find you admirable. That remains true, but I would like to amend my statement.”\n\n“Yeah? What?” Shadow asked, only half listening.\n\n“I find you incredible. Sexy. Beautiful.”\n\n“Thank you.” Shadow replied sincerely. He was unaccustomed to such fond words, but he predicted he would be hearing them often from now on.\n\nHe was the Ultimate Lifeform, and he had a lot of stamina when he put his mind to what he was doing. But losing his virginity to a robot he was in love with was too much even for him. \n\nHis walls were clamping down around Omega and they both knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Omega held his hips tight enough to bruise as he brought him down for a final hit to his prostate. Shadow howled to the ceiling as his orgasm hit. He covered both their groins with cum.\n\nThey separated, and Shadow could feel his ass throbbing. But the ache was pleasant, a pleasing reminder of what they had done together.\n\nOmega held Shadow to his chest, letting him bask in the afterglow and Omega simply enjoying having his lover close by, the feeling of his fur on his fingertips.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Team Dark made their way through the dank cave, cursing their employers with every step.

The consuming darkness would have been the greatest problem for any other team, but Omega’s spotlights illuminated the path before them. Rouge and Shadow could see into any remaining dark corners by virtue of being a bat and genetically enhance respectively. The pitch black was no trouble for the trio.

No, the problem was the wetness.

Rouge was grateful she had thought to forgo her usual sexy getup in favor of practical spelunking gear, but her unprotected head and exposed ears cringed with every drop of freezing cold water that dripped onto her.

“If I die of hypothermia, I’m haunting Abe for the rest of his life.” Rouge complained, shaking her head in an attempt to dry off.

Shadow flinched as cold droplets hit him from her shaking. “Watch it!” He snapped.

“Are you meatbags so weak that water is injuring you?” Omega questioned, and anybody else would have taken his words as insulting. He still struggled with adding the proper tone and inflection to his words to express emotion.

But his teammates knew he was teasing. Mostly.

“Laugh it up, big guy.” Rouge muttered bitterly, sick of this cave and in need of a vacation.

Shadow wasn’t as outspoken about it as Rouge, but he was feeling just as miserable as her. This was work for grunts, not for seasoned agents such as them. But they were seeking a sudden spike in Chaos Energy, and because of Shadow’s intimate knowledge of Chaos, he and his teammates were sent to investigate.

He knew he’d be getting shit from them for weeks after this.

Of course, after all their suffering, they found nothing in the depths of the cave. There was no trace of the Chaos Energy they had sought, making the entire excursion pointless.

Rouge, shivering and hating life, cursed Abe’s name as they backtracked their way out of the cave. Shadow emphasized her swearing with a few agreeable grunts of his own, and Omega silently enjoyed their misery.

All went silent for a time as the organics in the party seethed, until the sound of crumbling rocks reached their ears.

The trio tensed for a moment, but the rock fall ended after only a few small crumbling noises. They relaxed, and proceeded on their way.

“The whole place coming down on us would be the icing on the cake.” Rouge grumbled.

“Don’t say that. It’ll actually happ-ah!” Without warning, the walkway crumbled underneath Shadow’s feet. They were walking beside a chasm and the sudden loss of his footing sent him plummeting into the deep darkness.

He heard propulsion jets flare to life and he saw Omega rocketing towards him, positioning himself under Shadow and catching him.

Shadow clung to Omega as they flew upwards, but another rumble sounded, this time much louder than the previous distant sounds.

A shadow was cast over them and a large rock struck Omega on the shoulder, making his flight trajectory wobble. Shadow felt the impact sight and discovered a severe dent that exposed Omega’s wiring.

Several more boulders came falling towards them, and Omega could only dodge so many and received several more strikes to his frame.

Rouge cried out and made to leap from the walkway.

“Do not do anything idiotic.” Omega warned. “You will only damage yourself.”

“But…!” Rouge began to protest, but she knew full well that there was nothing she could do to help. She’d only make more trouble if she flew down to them.

Omega managed to fly level with the walkway, but after a brief scan of the area, the robot tossed Shadow onto the rocks instead of flying over to it.

A second later, a massive section of the cave’s roof came down, basking them in sunlight and crushing Omega beneath it.

The remaining members of Team Dark screamed their sorrows as their friend plummeted into the dark depths.

***

Rouge and Shadow were inconsolable as the recovery GUN unit searched the caves for whatever mangled mass of metal remained of their teammate. Sonic also put in an appearance, having arrived to combat Eggman after word got out that he collapsed an entire cave system.

Eggman had long since fled the scene, and Sonic was attempting to comfort his comrades.

“He’s an AI, right? Even if his body gets destroyed his…mind, so to speak, could be okay.” Sonic said with a hand placed on his rival’s shoulder.

“If we can find it. If they don’t, I’m going in to look for myself.” Shadow swore with anger and sadness in his voice.

Sonic knew better than to try and stop him, so he only squeezed his hand in an attempt to offer support. Shadow didn’t brush him off, but he didn’t thank Sonic for his presence either.

Rouge silently stared at the cave entrance, her face impassive and unreadable. Shadow was familiar enough with her to know that she was attempting to swallow her feelings, but the tremble in her hands spoke volumes.

He offered a hand to her and she took it. They sat in solidarity as they awaited news of their fallen friend.

Sonic left once it became obvious he was not needed, but he asked for them to call him and let him know what happened with Omega. He was far from close to the robot, but his heart was kind enough to be concerned. Rouge promised to contact him and he left them.

Hours of spelunking passed, and eventually all of Omega’s recoverable parts were pulled from the rocks at the bottom of the chasm. Shadow still did a sweep of the dark depths once they declared the job done, though.

He reluctantly admitted the humans did a good job of recovery, and he and Rouge rode back with Omega’s scattered parts to GUN’s labs.

It hurt to see their comrade so broken, reduced to twisted scraps of metal and sparking wires. However, most of his limbs were still attached, having lost only an arm which had been trapped under a boulder and unrecoverable. His overall shape had endured the fall, but he had taken significant damage nonetheless.

And worst of all, he was lying silent and unmoving in the back of a GUN van. He should have been promising to correct the boulders with fire, but he did no such thing.

The drive to GUN headquarters was a quiet and tense one, and the transport to the labs was just as tense. Neither remaining member of Team Dark were much for small talk, even less so when their third teammate was lying prone and silent.

They waited for news as the techs fiddled with Omega’s hardware and read readouts on their screens, none of which meant anything to Shadow.

Finally, someone turned to them and explained the situation.

“Omega’s software is recoverable, and his hardware can be repaired given time. We’ve downloaded him onto our servers for the moment. If you would step over here…?”

The technician directed them to a screen with only a single line running across it. Rouge began to speak hesitantly.

“Omega…?” Hope creeped into her voice.

“Rouge. An explanation of my immobility would be appreciated. My optics are nonfunctional and I do not detect any of my weaponry.”

Shadow could have cried at the familiar voice coming from the computer. As he spoke the line on the screen danced to the rhythm of his inflections.

“You’ve been downloaded to a GUN server. Your body was destroyed, it needs to be repaired. It’s going to take some time.”

Rouge’s voice didn’t waver, but a few stray tears fell from her eyes. Shadow touched her shoulder, as Sonic had done for him, and she curled a hand over his.

“I would enjoy correcting the cave with fire.”

Rouge and Shadow laughed with relief at the familiar quip from their teammate.

The technician tapped Shadow on the shoulder, and he turned to face them with a glare at the interruption. The tech flinched but spoke anyway. “It is possible to download the software for Omega into a temporary mobile platform so you can take him with you, if you wish.”

Shadow turned back to the monitor, but Rouge was already asking the question on his lips.

“How’s that sound, Omega? You can come home with us instead of being stuck here.”

“That would be preferable. These meatbags are not as amusing as Rouge and Shadow.”

The monitor got more than a few dirty looks for that.

***

Omega came home with them on a small tablet, equipped with a camera and displaying the same voice readout the monitor back at HQ had shown.

Rouge made the promised call to Sonic while Shadow carried Omega to his bedroom and set him up with a stand to keep him upright on his bedside table. He had a full view of the room and the bed that took up most of its space.

Shadow sat on the bed and looked at the tablet that held his friend’s software.

 “How are you doing in there?” He probed lightly.

“I dislike this pathetic body. There are no offensive capabilities and my mobility is dependent on meatbags such as you.”

Shadow chuckled, feeling light and happy with Omega’s presence. Watching him fall down the chasm had been terrifying. He had truly believed he had lost another dear friend in that moment, another life lost saving his own. If Omega had died, Shadow didn’t know if he would be able to handle the loss.

But he was alive and here with him, and on his way back to full functionality. Omega’s usual blunt rudeness was a blessing to Shadow.

“Just tolerate it for now.” Shadow replied with a long yawn.

“You are expressing organic indications of tiredness. Would you like to sleep now?” Omega questioned.

Shadow nodded and snuggled into his pillows and sheets. It had been an arduous day and he was feeling the strain on his mind and body. It was unnecessary for the Ultimate Lifeform to sleep for extended periods of time, but tonight he could use some rest.

“Good night.” Omega said before the line on his screen went still and the tablet went silent. Still, Shadow felt his presence as strongly as he would have were Omega still a towering robot. It was a comforting presence, and he found himself drifting off to sleep with little trouble.

***

Shadow awoke early as he always did, and his heart did a little jump when Omega’s voice greeted him when his eyes opened.

“Good morning, Shadow.”

He recovered himself once the haze of sleep washed away, allowing him to remember why Omega was in his bedroom. The robot’s voice was less grouchy than last night.

“Good morning, Omega.” He greeted cordially.

He went about his morning routine as he always did, uncaring about the tablet that could see his every move. He knew Omega had no interest in organic affairs, so if he wandered around dripping wet and rubbed himself down with a towel in front of him it wouldn’t matter.

His rituals done, he lifted Omega from the nightstand and carried him into the dining room. Rouge was there, already munching on cereal. She lazily gestured to a bowl she had prepared for him in a rare bout of kindness and he thanked her before eating with Omega set on the table.

“We’re off duty until Omega is 100% and ready to go.” Rouge informed them after swallowing down the rest of her breakfast. “So take it easy for once, hun. Have a day in.”

Rouge, who Shadow now noticed was dressed and groomed to her usual standard, made for the door.

“Where are you off to?” Shadow questioned, not really expecting an answer. Rouge was nearly as private as he was, and rarely informed him of her daily activities.

“Out, of course. Have fun without me, boys.” Strangely, she shot a playful wink at Omega as she departed. The line on the tablet jerked, but no sound was produced.

The brief exchange, which barely counted as an exchange, struck Shadow as extremely odd. Was something going on between Rouge and Omega that they’d neglected to tell him about?

Never one for tact, he decided to ask directly.

“What’s the matter? Are you and Rouge fighting?”

Omega was silent for a moment, before responding, “We are not fighting. I revealed something to her in a private capacity and she has seen fit to taunt me whenever possible as of late.”

Omega had as much of a right to privacy as anyone did, so he didn’t pry, but he couldn’t help commenting, “It’s Rouge. You can’t have expected any different.”

“Has she said nothing to you concerning what I confided in her?” Omega probed.

“She hasn’t said anything about you that could be considered private. She’ll tease you for anything and everything, but she’s a good friend when it counts. You can trust her.” Shadow reassured his AI companion.

“I do trust her. That is why I confided in her.”

Shadow was positive Omega didn’t mean the statement the way Shadow interpreted it, but it still stung. The robot made it sound as if he didn’t trust Shadow, which his logical mind knew was probably not what he had meant. Omega was blunt to a fault, if he had a problem with Shadow he would say so, and if he had some reason not to confide in Shadow then it was probably a good reason.

But the less reasonable parts of him ached at the exclusion.

He said none of this to Omega. The robot had enough to worry about with the loss of his body; he didn’t need to be burdened by Shadow’s whining.

“Scans from last night indicate you were under a great deal of stress as you slept. It is my understanding sleep is meant to relax. Please elaborate.”

“Elaborate?” Shadow mumbled. He didn’t want to answer the question, but Omega seemed to be attempting to inflect earnestness in his voice. He honestly wanted to know. And answering would divert the conversation away from his own doubts about Omega’s trust in him.

“I was having a nightmare. It went away after a while, but for a time…” Shadow shuddered, unwilling to go on.

“A nightmare is a projection of frightening or disturbing images while sleeping, likely caused by neurons firing during normal sleep cycles. Are they that troubling?”

Of course Omega couldn’t understand; he didn’t sleep. He turned himself off when he needed to recover power when he was entirely drained, but even that was rare.

“Yes, they are very troubling.” He replied shortly, still reluctant to go on with this discussion.

“Why?”

Shadow knew why Omega wouldn’t let this line of questions drop. He had been the same, once. He had been voracious for learning new things, asking Maria questions constantly, many of which she was far too young to answer. Omega wasn’t so different from him. He sought to understand, just as Shadow did once.

His curiosity had long since died out due to the string of tragedies that was his life, but he remembered. He would do the same for the kindred soul in Omega, for the memory of the childish hedgehog that died in him fifty years ago.

“When you’re in the middle of a nightmare, you can’t tell that it isn’t real. Your mind believes it is real, and the fear or sadness it brings is very real. They can bring up bad memories or prey on your deepest fears, because all those things are in your head, waiting to torment you. That’s what it feels like anyway.” Shadow finished weakly.

“I have never experienced fear due to a threat. I will destroy any that threaten me with fire and bullets.” Omega cockily asserted.

Shadow smirked knowingly. Of course Omega would be fearless, even a cave in could not destroy him, not completely. His software, his mind, was safe even if his armored hardware was destroyed.

“Wait, you haven’t experienced fear ‘due to a threat?’ Have you felt fearful of something else?” Shadow caught the qualification of Omega’s statement, and pressed the weakness in his confident words.

Omega went silent, which only made Shadow’s curiosity grow. He knew Omega felt emotions comparable to organics, he had displayed as such in the past. But fear was a primal response; something Shadow didn’t know Omega to be capable of.

Still, he understood the need for privacy, and he wouldn’t push if Omega didn’t want to reveal a vulnerable part of himself. Just as Shadow believed he wouldn’t get an answer and was about to change the subject, Omega spoke again.

“I did not want you to fall. I believe I may have feared that you would die.”

The quiet words were so strange in so many ways. Omega was aggressive and loud, never quiet and almost tender. And the confession itself left Shadow speechless. Omega had feared him dying when he had fallen in the cave?

“Logic dictates such a fall would not have killed you. You have survived considerably worse.”

That was an understatement, Shadow thought to himself.

“But the sections of my coding associated with risk assessment and self-preservation were triggered by witnessing you fall. I considered it harmful to myself if you were to be injured or killed. I was compelled to act.”

Shadow went quiet and still and he avoided looking at the tablet. This conversation was turning towards areas which Shadow was far from comfortable discussing.

“I believe the response my coding elicited to be similar to the organic response of fight-or-flight. I associated a threat to you as a threat to myself.”

What could that mean? It could be that Omega cared for him, but to the point of equating harm to Shadow as harm to himself? That almost seemed to go past friendship.

Or it could be a quirk of his coding. Shadow chose to believe that instead of the much more intimidating prospects of the other option.

Without an ounce of smoothness or grace, Shadow turned the subject to things much less frightening.

“How about we watch a movie?”

***

They spent the day with more inane conversations about the stupidity of horror movie protagonists until Rouge returned home from parts unknown. It had been a good day, minus the terrifying conversation they had had about feelings that morning. Omega seemed to catch on to the fact that Shadow didn’t want to discuss it further and didn’t attempt to bring it up again.

That, or he was enjoying picturing horror movie protagonists being corrected with fire too much.

Night fell, and Shadow took Omega to his bedroom for the night again.

Just before settling down to sleep, Omega spoke to him in that strangely quiet voice again.

“Is there something I can do to prevent nightmares, Shadow?”

The offer touched him, but he had to say no. There was really nothing Omega could do, and Shadow had been dealing with restless and nightmare-plagued nights since he had awoken from his fifty year slumber.

“I see.”

Omega said nothing more as Shadow slept.

***

He awoke to voices.

He opened his eyes and noticed the tablet containing Omega was missing, but one of the voices that had woken him up belonged to the robot, so he didn’t worry.

Shadow was a light sleeper and usually awoke to the slightest sound, but he had associated Rouge’s presence with safety for some time. His sleeping self wouldn’t awaken if her quiet steps entered his room and removed Omega from the bedside table.

“How’d it go?” Rouge’s voice floated through his closed door from downstairs. His hearing was optimized beyond that of any Mobian’s, so he heard the conversation as clearly as if it were taking place in his bedroom.

Shadow had no business listening in. He should not eavesdrop on his friends as they talked.

“I left you alone with him all day so you would tell him. Did you?”

But he was going to anyway.

“No.” Omega replied bluntly.

“Why not?” Rouge’s voice was clearly annoyed with Omega, and Shadow felt less guilty about listening in. If there was tension within their team, he had to do what he could to get rid of it. They couldn’t afford that kind of handicap on the dangerous missions they tended to go on.

“I attempted to bring the subject up, but he was reticent about continuing the conversation.”

“He’s reticent about everything, Omega, you know that. You have to push him into stuff he doesn’t want to talk about. It’s for his own good.”

Shadow felt a stab of annoyance. Who was Rouge to say what was for his own good? He had the right to be uncomfortable and avoid certain topics.

He decided then was a good a time as any to announce himself. He opened his bedroom door, and the creak was enough to silence the voices. He proceeded downstairs and saw Rouge seated at the dining table with Omega perched on it, the screen facing her.

“Morning, hun. I made breakfast.” Rouge gestured to the kitchen counter where a plate piled with bacon and another with sausages sat.

Shadow thanked her for her kindness and took a serving of each before sitting with his teammates at the table. Rouge was being strangely nice lately. Two breakfasts in a row was a record for her.

“I’m going out again, boys. Keep yourselves entertained without me.” Rouge stood and left Shadow to his breakfast.

Silence fell over the remaining pair as Shadow ate. Omega didn’t speak again until his dishes were washed and put away. He sat down at the table again, intending to ask about his earlier conversation with Rouge.

“Do you want to partake in physical personal pleasures?”

“What!?” Shadow started violently, standing and jerking away from the table in shock.

“I am aware that meatbags pleasure themselves when left alone. Are you going to do so?” Omega’s tone was completely impassive. Shadow couldn’t tell at all if he was joking.

“I wasn’t planning on it.” Shadow gathered himself and put on an equally impassive expression as he answered.

“I see. I would have liked to watch.”

The impassivity immediately fell away again, and Shadow choked on the surprised breath he sucked in. Once he recovered from the fit he gasped, “Omega, what the hell? You want to watch me jerk off?”

Omega’s voice remained toneless. “Yes. I confided in Rouge that I was interested in organic mating practices, and she recommended I view pornography. I stated that I had already done so and it did not answer what I wanted it to.”

“And…what did you want answered?”

Omega went silent, creating the most awkward gap in conversation Shadow had ever experienced. He had no choice but to contemplate Omega’s request.

Was Omega only curious about sex in general? It seemed there was something specific he wanted answered, and he seemed to believe that watching Shadow pleasure himself may answer it for him.

Shadow, more than anyone, understood the confusion that came with being an artificial creature meant to function in a world he didn’t understand. Omega was going through the same confusion that Shadow was still wading through every day.  He knew all too well the terror of it all, how overwhelming the world was when you didn’t know the rulebook of existence everybody else seemed to be following.

He didn’t know if his pride would survive such a thing, but Omega was his friend, and he didn’t have many of those. If he could do something for the robot he should do so, shouldn’t he?

His resolve set, he gave his consent to Omega.

“If you think it will help you figure something out, I’ll let you watch me.”

***

Shadow settled Omega’s tablet on the end of his bed and sat himself up by the pillows. As he unbuttoned his loose sleep shirt he asked, “Can you see me?”

“Yes.” Omega’s monotone confirmed.

Shadow wished Omega would put some inflection into his voice in a moment like this, even if he wasn’t good at it yet. He wanted to gauge Omega’s state of mind, but it seemed the robot wouldn’t grant him that.

After wriggling out of his pants he adjusted his pillows to allow himself to sit up and face Omega. He then spread his legs and let Omega view him in full. His cock was still hidden inside his sheath, but the fullness of his ass and his lean muscles could be admired.

“It is my understanding you are considered attractive by the standards of beauty in meatbag society.”

Shadow didn’t know how to respond. Omega hadn’t asked a question of him so he figured he could get away with saying nothing. The robot didn’t stay as silent as he.

“You are aesthetically pleasing. It is…interesting to look at you.”

Shadow was unsure as to whether that was a compliment or not. Interesting wasn’t usually a word one thought of as a positive remark towards their looks. But Omega was a robot that was most ‘interested’ in explosions and causing said explosions. If his body could cause some interest in Omega, then that was something remarkable.

He knew he looked good. He was literally designed to be attractive by Mobian standards. Being told as such by Mobians didn’t mean much to him, but hearing it from Omega made him a little warm in his chest. Omega had no such preconceptions concerning beauty standards of Mobians. The things he found aesthetically pleasing were based on his own judgments and not that of society. It meant something to Shadow to be told he was nice to look at from Omega.

It was a line of thought he would like to pursue, but now was not the time to discuss the interests of his robotic friend. He had pleasure to seek out and Omega had questions that needed answers.

A single finger stroked his sheath to get his cock to emerge. He shuddered and bit his lip to hold back a moan, feeling nervous and somehow sensing Omega’s eye on him despite the robot having no eyes at the moment, just a camera on a tablet.

But he pressed on and let his cock slide through his grip as it emerged. He thumbed the tip to prompt it to leak pre-cum and lathered his length with it on his down strokes. His touch was smoothed and his fingers slid over his flesh. His lips parted and he allowed himself to moan openly for Omega’s benefit.

“Physical touch is pleasurable for you?” Omega inquired. Shadow shakily nodded.

“In certain places from certain people, yes.” Shadow answered in a quavering voice punctuated with a long groan.

“Certain people?”

“This is something…intimate. Personal. Private. Meatbags only like to be touched by people they love or lust after.” Shadow replied quietly.

“Is there anyone you would like to be touched by?”

The question made Shadow pause. Was there anyone? Shadow mentally ran through his list of associates, but the only people he considered himself close to were Rouge and Omega. And Rouge was too much like a sister to think of in that context.

But Omega…if Omega wished to explore further concerning his curiosities about sex, would Shadow allow the robot to touch him? Shadow thought, perhaps, the answer could be yes.

But Shadow couldn’t bring himself to admit it. Rejection would be more than his pride or his heart could take after a lifetime of loss.

“No, there’s no one.” Shadow said as he continued with stroking himself and gasping lightly. Omega remained silent.

A wash of loneliness consumed Shadow’s heart, but he ignored it and focused on his more physical feelings. The pleasure was easier to deal with than the pain.

His other hand’s fingers prodded at his nipples until they peaked through his fur, two pink nubs poking out from the dark expanse of his body. He played with them as he continued to stroke his cock.

He pinched a nipple hard and let out a mostly involuntary whine. He pulled it as he pinched and let it go when it couldn’t be pulled any further.

“Do you enjoy pain?” Omega asked, noticing the doubtlessly painful action.

“Yes, some. I like making my nipples ache…” Shadow murmured as he rolled his hurting nipple between two fingers to stimulate it more. “I like having my ass stretched out. A lot.”

“I see.”

There was something strange in Omega’s tone, something Shadow almost wanted to call excitement. There was an upward lilt in his words, certainly. But what could have excited Omega? Shadow stored yet another wandering thought of his away for later consideration.

He delivered the same treatment to his other nipple, pinching and pulling until it throbbed with pain equal to its twin. His breath was ragged at this point and his balls were heavy and ready to release.

“I’m…I’m going to…” Shadow attempted to explain, but the lack of air in his lungs wouldn’t allow him to finish the sentence.

“I understand.”

This time, Shadow could easily identify what had creeped into Omega’s digital voice. Disappointment. Did he want this moment to last longer?

A few more tugs on his cock brought his orgasm to a peak. He milked himself of cum as he stained the bedsheets and his own fur with sticky white. He sagged into the bed and caught his breath. Omega silently watched him recover without a word.

A sudden assault of embarrassment and awful terror overtook Shadow. Every thought and doubt he had pushed away came back to him in a rush. The confusion. The loneliness. He knew he couldn’t stay in this room for another second.

Feeling like a coward, Shadow fled, grabbing his pants as he left, to the downstairs living room. He needed to think. He zipped into his pants in case Rouge decided to arrive while he wallowed in the living room.

As far as Shadow knew, Omega wasn’t capable of sexual desires and attractions. But, after some thought, why wouldn’t he be able to feel at least a desire for companionship? Shadow knew he was capable of anger, he had witnessed it himself several times.

And Rouge had told him he had seemed sad when Shadow nearly died on the New Black Comet. Speaking of, Omega had revealed he was fond of his teammates on the Comet after Shadow’s mind had been recovered. They had spoken at length Omega’s experiences with fear just recently.

If he could feel all of that, why not love? Perhaps he couldn’t experience the same sexual needs born of hormones that organics did, but he was an AI capable of emotion. Love, or at least fondness, was entirely possible. And what he had said about his self-preservation being triggered by threats to Shadow sounded a lot like someone declaring their lover to be necessary to their own welfare and happiness.

Given the circumstances, however, could Omega’s new body be remade to be capable of sexual intercourse? The idea grew in Shadow’s mind against his will, and he found himself curious about what being physically intimate with Omega could be like.

Their moment together, him touching himself with Omega’s eyes on him, his voice in his ears, had been the most erotic of his life. Shadow was willing to go farther.

It was a conversation he needed to have with Omega, and he resolved himself to do so. He needed to banish his nervousness and have a straight conversation with the robot.

Squaring his shoulders, he returned to the upstairs, determined to figure out this thing between them.

Omega was where Shadow had abandoned him, sitting on the bed and facing the headboard and mussed pillows. Shadow planted himself in front of the tablet’s screen and defaulted to a stern and straight expression, the easiest for him to affect. His insides were quivering like jelly, though.

“We need to talk.”

“Yes.” Omega agreed bluntly.

Shadow was lost as to where would be appropriate to start, so he spoke the first thing that came to mind.

“You said you found me interesting to look at. What did you mean by that?”

“I have experience watching you fight. At first I associated your skill with the enjoyment I found in watching you but I began to make the same association outside of battle. I would be interested in watching you perform mundane tasks such as walking and eating.”

“And masturbating.”

“Yes.”

So, Shadow appealed to Omega physically. But that wasn’t enough for Shadow. He didn’t want to be lusted after, he wanted something more.

But there was a question that had been hanging over their heads since this thing between them began. Shadow needed an answer.

“What did you want answered by all this? You still haven’t told me.”

Omega hesitated, which struck Shadow as extremely unnerving. Omega was the most straightforward person he knew, what could possibly stay his tongue this much?

“I wanted to understand sexuality among organics in order to draw comparisons to my own recent…experiences.” Omega slowly spoke, seemingly not wanting to speak the words.

“Experiences you spoke to Rouge about?”

“Yes.”

Shadow could piece everything together to make a complete picture by now. The conversation he’d overheard and Omega’s recent behavior was illuminating enough.

“So you’ve been attracted to me and wanted to understand it.” Shadow didn’t say it as a question. He didn’t need to.

“Correct.”

“Did you find the answer?”

“Yes.”

Shadow’s eye twitched slightly in annoyance. “And what was the answer?”

Omega was silent for a long moment, but Shadow only crossed his arms and waited.

“The answer is…that I love you.”

Shadow’s eyes went wide and his arms sagged to his sides. That had been the last thing he had expected Omega to say. But, if he were being honest, it was what he was hoping for.

“I was…upset when you nearly died on the New Black Comet. And afterwards I realized other associations I was making concerning your wellbeing. What occurred in the cave when my body was destroyed was the result of those associations. I did not want you to be hurt.

“At the same time I began to find enjoyment in watching you. You are appealing. Beautiful.”

Omega was clearly trying to phrase his words the way an organic would so Shadow would understand him. Shadow appreciated the effort, but it mostly served to frighten him more. Emotions were unnerving for him to discuss.

“Watching you touch yourself was a…it was good to watch.” Omega stumbled over his words slightly, something Shadow never thought to see his friend do. “I now have the necessary information to understand what I have been experiencing. I am in love with you.”

Shadow flinched as the words were repeated. Omega’s non-organic brain allowed him clarity of thought that organics would never possess. His artificial mind made connections and associations and Omega understood each of them with perfect understanding so long as he had proper intel and context. His love for Shadow had become clear once they had an intimate moment together. That was the context he had needed.

Shadow didn’t have the same advantage. His artificial mind was made of chemicals and hormones that disallowed for any clarity to be had. His own inexperience in this particular sort of love was a serious setback. In all the rushing chemicals and electrical impulses coursing through his head, how was he supposed to figure out if he was in love?

“I…I know I care for you, Omega.” Shadow replied weakly, hoping he wouldn’t hurt his friend with his confusion over his own feelings.

“Your continued wellbeing is satisfactory. Reciprocation of my feelings would be appreciated, but they are not necessary.”

That was a little comforting. At least Omega was allowing him time to figure things out. He knew he was interested in seeking sexual pleasures with Omega, but emotions were something Shadow did his best to disassociate himself with.

“You deserve honesty, and I need to tell you something.”

Omega was silent in his waiting for Shadow to prepare himself for his confession.

“I want to have sex with you.”

“I want to have sex with you, too.”

Omega’s quick response surprised Shadow, but it shouldn’t have. Omega wouldn’t hold anything back especially after everything they had already confessed.

“For the purposes of pleasuring you and engaging in intimacy with the man I love.”

Shadow nodded shakily, still nervous at the sound of the word ‘love.’ It was too much too soon.

***

A week passed in peace before they got a call from the laboratory rebuilding Omega informing them that his new body was complete. The lab technician also mentioned that the extra features Omega had contacted them to request had been successfully added.

The bat and hedgehog brought their robotic friend to the lab to get him uploaded into his shiny new body, a process that proved to be easy. Soon the massive robot was on his feet and switching through the weaponry he had installed.

Shadow noticed as he cycled through his guns he paused briefly on a new set of hands with short, rounded fingers rather than claws. He knew full well what Omega had requested as far as modifications to his body went, and the new fingers were proof of the direction of his thoughts.

By the look Rouge had given him at the sight of the new fingers, she knew damn well what was going on between them as well. At least that meant she would leave them be for the night.

And leave them be she did. They returned home and Rouge declared she needed a night out. Shadow and a restored Omega were left to their own devices.

“I requested sensory nerves to be installed. I am curious as to their effect on me.”

Leave it to Omega to cut right to the heart of the matter. They both knew what they wanted and there was no point in dancing around it, but Shadow almost hoped for more time to brace himself. He’d never given himself over to anyone, this was something momentous to him.

But he didn’t want Omega to think he was backing out, so he curled his fingers around Omega’s new smooth appendages and led him upstairs to his bedroom. It was a place he was comfortable in, and Omega didn’t question it.

“Kneel on the bed.” Shadow ordered, which Omega obeyed silently.

Shadow kneeled across from him and gently ran a hand down Omega’s arm. Omega remained still but his glowing eyes watched the progression of his paw down his metal skin.

“Can you feel that?”

“Yes.”

“And…how does it feel?” Shadow pried.

“It is warm. Soft. I am forming new associations while you touch me. I…like it.”

Shadow allowed himself a small smile. He circled the hard metal with a thumb as he stroked the arm up and down.

“It is somewhat overwhelming.”

The hedgehog pulled away, worried he had made a mistake, but Omega’s hand snatched Shadow’s and put it back on his body.

“It will no longer be overwhelming if I become accustomed to your touch.”

Shadow resumed his stroking and let his other hand explore Omega’s torso. His fingers dipped into metallic plating and found every nook and cranny in the hard armor.

Omega grew tired of being still and reached out to pull Shadow close. His cheek was pressed against Omega’s torso and his legs straddled the robot’s own kneeling legs. Hands held him tight.

Fingers ran down his spine, drawing a shudder from Shadow. The curves of his body were touched and fondled, and Shadow’s cock couldn’t help but begin to emerge.

Shadow’s own body heat had helped warm the metal of Omega’s fingers so he it wasn’t uncomfortable when Omega wrapped a hand around his emerging cock, copying what Shadow had done to himself before.

Omega stroked the shaft when Shadow’s cock had fully emerged and he smeared pre-cum over it generously. His other hand continued to touch everything of his body it could find.

“You are feeling pleasure?” Omega asked, to which Shadow only nodded firmly and let out a mostly involuntary whimper of neediness.

“I excel at pleasuring you even though it is my first time doing such a thing. As expected.”

It was a relief to see the return of Omega’s arrogance. His worries over losing his body and dealing with falling in love with Shadow had suppressed it, but it had returned it seemed. Shadow was grateful to see it again.

“We’ll see, big guy. What else did the techs add?” Shadow gave a pointed look at Omega’s crotch.

A port on the robot’s groin slid away and a long, thick metal cock revealed itself. Shadow felt drool gathering in his mouth at the sight of it, which he had to swallow down.

“I assume it is sufficient?”

“Very…very sufficient.” Shadow stammered.

Shadow could almost feel the smirk even though Omega had no lips to smirk with. But smugness radiated off of the robot in waves.

The hand not occupied with his cock slid down his back to find the curve of his ass. The cheeks were fondled and squeezed tight before a probing finger found his hole and slipped inside.

The sudden stretch and burn made Shadow grit his teeth and hiss. His tension lasted only a moment, however, as he forced himself to relax and accept the penetration.

The metal finger was unyielding and hard to take, but Shadow had to grow used to it. They were long, though, and found his prostate with ease. As he was stretched with one and then two fingers his nerves were tickled and pressed hard according to Omega’s whims.

He couldn’t withstand the ministrations so he pressed his face into Omega’s torso and moaned openly. Omega released his cock to hug him and stroke his spine, smearing pre-cum into his fur.

“Omega, I need to tell you…before…” Shadow panted.

“Yes?”

“I’ve been thinking and…and I love you too.”

Shadow meant it. It wasn’t just something to say to make Omega happy. He wouldn’t disrespect his friend like that. And he would never say such a thing lightly. He had searched within himself and found that the warmth in his heart was indeed a blossoming love for his robotic teammate.

“I am happy to hear that.”

Though Omega still struggled to put emotion into his synthetic voice, Shadow could hear the honest joy nonetheless.

The fingers left his anus and both hand were suddenly wrapped around his hips. He was lifted from Omega’s lap and placed over his cock, the tip touching his entrance.

“I hope you meant it when you said you liked being stretched.” Omega teased lightly, slowly letting Shadow descend.

“I did mean it.” Shadow mumbled, fluttering his eyes shut and embracing the sensation of letting Omega into his body.

It was a difficult to take. The burn was nearly more than Shadow could tolerate. But the pain accentuated pleasure, and Shadow could bear the ache knowing what would come of it soon enough.

His ass touched Omega’s metal thighs, the steel cock having been inserted fully. Shadow was allowed to adjust and he panted hard enough to make his chest heave. Drool dribbled from his mouth.

“You appear quite wanton. I enjoy the sight of you like this.”

“How does it feel?” Shadow asked.

“Incredible. I can feel the pressure around me and the heat of you. I believed your touch to be overwhelming, but this is incomparable. We have to repeat this often.”

Shadow chuckled, “We will, I promise.”

“Good.”

Shadow braced himself on Omega’s chest and slowly slid upwards, only slightly. He couldn’t deal with too much friction for now, so he began with something easy. He made tiny bounces on Omega’s cock, slowly moving more as he adjusted further.

“Oh, Chaos…” Shadow muttered to himself.

“I agree.” Omega returned which made Shadow laugh again.

Soon Shadow was pulling himself up almost completely off of Omega’s dick and slamming himself down hard back onto it. It hurt, but in a way he very much liked. His prostate was pegged with every downward thrust and he cried out Omega’s name as they connected.

Fingers pinched at his nipples and pulled on them. That brought the ache Shadow so enjoyed to his nubs. He appreciated Omega remembering that.

His nipples were rolled and teased as his ass was stretched and fucked by hard metal. Shadow bounced and moaned until he grew hoarse, then kept on crying out. Saliva fell down his muzzle and Omega didn’t care to wipe it away.

His cock was soaking wet and staining his own fur and Omega’s metal plating. But that was of little concern to them both. Omega wanted to touch Shadow’s perfectly formed curves and Shadow wanted to get fucked more than he wanted his cock touched.

“I told you before I find you admirable. That remains true, but I would like to amend my statement.”

“Yeah? What?” Shadow asked, only half listening.

“I find you incredible. Sexy. Beautiful.”

“Thank you.” Shadow replied sincerely. He was unaccustomed to such fond words, but he predicted he would be hearing them often from now on.

He was the Ultimate Lifeform, and he had a lot of stamina when he put his mind to what he was doing. But losing his virginity to a robot he was in love with was too much even for him.

His walls were clamping down around Omega and they both knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Omega held his hips tight enough to bruise as he brought him down for a final hit to his prostate. Shadow howled to the ceiling as his orgasm hit. He covered both their groins with cum.

They separated, and Shadow could feel his ass throbbing. But the ache was pleasant, a pleasing reminder of what they had done together.

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