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You know how when you say a word over and over it stops sounding like a real word? That doesn't happen for pussy. Try it! Pussy pussy pussy.", "writing": "It had to be divine punishment. That was the only explanation.\n\nThe President dragged him away from his home again, only this time not taking him to a fancy conference hall filled with fancy people, he was dragged halfway across the world to act as an ambassador for Mobians everywhere or some such crock of steaming shit.\n\nSonic was no politician, and the only thing anybody actually wanted him there for was to stand around and look pretty. He smiled and waved like a good little figure head while the President made grand declarations of cooperation between human and Mobian kind that Sonic didn’t listen to.\n\nInstead, he waited. He knew his lover wouldn’t miss this opportunity to make him squirm in front of thousands of people and untold amounts of viewers watching from their televisions.\n\nSure enough, an hour into the speech, long enough for the intense desire to throw something at the paparazzi for constantly blinding him with flashbulbs to set in, his phone buzzed from the inner pocket of his suit jacket.\n\nHe’d be condemned as callous towards his own species by the press if he pulled his phone out in front of the adoring public. He couldn’t see what Shadow had sent him, and that made him even more unnerved as the possibilities flashed through his head.\n\nMercifully, the President stepped down from the podium, and they broke for water and sustenance as the other speakers prepared themselves.\n\nSonic gulped down two bottles of water to calm the burning in his parched throat on his way to a bathroom. He found the facilities, and cursed when he learned that the public building didn’t have private single person bathrooms but a row of stalls.\n\nSo, an escapade like last time’s wouldn’t be possible. But a quick peek wouldn’t hurt.\n\nSonic opened and shut a stall door and latched it shut. He was alone in his isolated corner of the public office building, other attendees choosing to make use of bathroom closer to the main stage, but Sonic couldn’t risk someone else getting the same idea as him.\n\nSo he resigned himself to only staring longingly at the image Shadow had gifted him with.\n\nThe caption read, [i]watching you on the tv, thinking about sucking you off in front of all those people[/i]\n\nThe picture was a largely innocent one to the untrained eye, but Sonic knew that look in his lover’s eyes. That taunting, [i]come get me lover boy[/i], look that reduced Sonic to putty in Shadow’s hands.\n\nThe shot was a close up of Shadow’s face, and he was lightly sucking on the tips of his index and middle fingers. His pink tongue barely emerged from between his lips. Everything about the picture teased at something more, and something far better to come.\n\nBut Sonic had no time to play with Shadow this way. He had to be back in front of the crowd shortly, back in his seat right next to the podium where dignitaries were about to follow up to the President’s speech.\n\nSonic was starting to text back an insistence that Shadow stop that would likely be ignored, when his ringtone sounded.\n\nShadow was calling him.\n\nSonic knew he shouldn’t answer. It was tempting fate to answer. It was a terrible idea to answer, the absolute worst idea he could ever have. He absolutely should not answer this call.\n\nHe answered the call and placed the phone to his ear, hand shaking in anticipation.\n\n“Sonic.” Shadow’s low and sultry voice said in his ear.\n\n“Shadow.” Sonic said shakily after a nervous gulp.\n\n“I miss you. I want you here.” Shadow murmured, his voice promising unimaginable pleasure if only Sonic was with him.\n\n“I miss you too, but I need to go back out in front of everybody soon. We can’t mess around right now.”\n\n“Then keep me on the phone. You have your ear piece, use it.” Shadow’s sounded desperate, begging for Sonic to hear him. He was probably faking it and gleefully smirking as he spoke, Sonic knew, but he didn’t much care. He missed his lover and would rather listen to him than speeches.\n\nHe put in his earpiece and confirmed the connection.\n\n“Okay, but don’t try anything. I can’t be fiddling with this thing on stage, they’ll see and crucify me in their reports.”\n\n“Of course I wouldn’t try anything, Sonic. I would never want to embarrass you.”\n\nShadow wasn’t even trying to keep the amusement from his voice. Shadow was absolutely going to mess with him on stage, and Sonic had no desire to put a stop to it. He wanted Shadow, in any form he could have him, and a little public humiliation was worth having his voice in his ear.\n\nSo, he marched out onto the stage and took his seat next to the podium, thankfully at a table with a cloth over it that could hide the erection he suspected he would soon have. His sheath was already parting in arousal and ready to let his cock out at nothing but Shadow’s voice.\n\n“I see you on TV. You look nervous. Do I make you nervous, Sonic?” Shadow asked smugly, likely already knowing the answer. Sonic couldn’t respond, but he didn’t need to.\n\n“Don’t be nervous. I just want to talk to you.”\n\nSonic believed that, he just didn’t believe Shadow’s intentions to be innocent. Still, he’d agreed and had walked out in front of a teeming crowd of paparazzi with Shadow whispering seductively into his ear.\n\n“You know what I’m doing right now?” Shadow asked pointlessly, knowing Sonic couldn’t answer. A dignitary was beginning their speech, and Sonic’s last chance to end this game had passed. He couldn’t take the earpiece out without being accused of inattentiveness by the reporters, and he couldn’t walk away without being labeled as offensively rude and a terrible example of Mobians.\n\nSonic was trapped, and he had strolled right into it.\n\n“I’m touching myself. I’m running my hands through my fur. It’s soft, Sonic. You know how soft it is.”\n\nSonic did know. He knew very well how pleasurable Shadow’s dark pelt was to touch. Every fiber of fur felt like silk, and his tuft of white on his chest was a joy to bury his face into.\n\n“I’m feeling under my fur and touching my abs. They’re not soft at all, Sonic.”\n\nWasn’t that the truth? Shadow’s abdomen was sculpted and firm from combative exercise, and his whole musculature was formed to perfection while his appearance remained attractively and deceptively slim. Sonic loved to feel his abs rippling under his touch, or grip his biceps and feel them pull and contract as he fucked Shadow’s tight ass or pussy.\n\nThat was the worst possible thing to think about right now, because the thought of fucking Shadow made his cock emerge further, and he shifted in his seat until his tented suit pants were hidden by the table cloth.\n\n“I wish it was your hands touching me. I love your hands.”\n\nMy hands love you, Shadow. Sonic thought, fingers clenching in frustration that they weren’t on Shadow’s body right now.\n\n“You’re getting twitchy. Already? We’re only just starting.” Shadow teased. Of course this was only the beginning. Shadow wouldn’t be satisfied with making him twitch a little, and Sonic wouldn’t be satisfied with only light teasing.\n\n“I’m sliding my hand down. Do you know where it’s going?” Shadow’s voice seemed farther away now, and Sonic figured he put the phone on speaker so he could have use of both his hands.\n\n“I’m touching my sheath, but it’s not enough. Do you know what I’m going to touch, Sonic?”\n\n[i]Please say it, please say the word,[/i] Sonic thought.\n\n“I’m touching my pussy.”\n\nSonic’s cock hardened fully and threatened to bust his pants he was so erect. Nothing compared to hearing dirty, filthy things from Shadow’s sexy baritone voice.\n\n“It’s so dry. Your dick always makes me so wet. I miss your dick so much, Sonic. I miss you.”\n\nSomething genuine creeped into Shadow’s voice at the end of his sultry statement. Sonic’s heart longed for Shadow just as much as his cock did, and apparently the feeling was mutual.\n\n“I’m putting a finger inside of me. My pussy is so tight, Sonic. I wish you were inside it.”\n\nI wish I was too.\n\nShadow moaned and panted in his ear, and Sonic tempted fate by putting a hand on his crotch and rubbing his erection slowly and cautiously. No one seemed to notice that was nearby, so Sonic continued the action.\n\n“Ah, are you touching yourself? You closed your eyes. You always close your eyes when you jack off. I’m impressed, your face is so calm.”\n\nAt least he had Shadow’s assertion that he was playing it cool as he masturbated in front of hundreds of reporters. He wouldn’t lie about something that like, Sonic was sure. He wanted to make Sonic squirm, not completely humiliate him. Shadow would tell him if it was obvious what he was doing.\n\nHe palmed his groin over his pants as he pictured Shadow fingering himself and listened to his lover’s groans of pleasure.\n\n“I’m getting wet. I’m thinking about you touching your cock in front of all those people. I’m dripping wet, Sonic.” Shadow’s voice rose in pitch. “I’m putting in another finger. I’m stretching myself out. I have one of our toys, Sonic. Do you know which one?”\n\nSonic had no idea what Shadow intended to put in himself to replace Sonic’s cock, but it was fun to picture all the options.\n\n“I’m rubbing my clit to get me wet and loose. I’m almost ready to be filled.” Shadow’s voice was nearly shrill he was so aroused. “Ah, it feels good, so good.”\n\nSonic rubbed himself harder, but not faster. He couldn’t move his arm back and forth too much or it would become obvious what he was up to under the table.\n\n“I’m putting the vibrator in, Sonic. It’s the one we got custom made in the shape of your cock. It’s my favorite toy to play with when you’re gone.”\n\nSonic allowed himself to grin. He loved that vibrator. It stroked his ego so much to see in full how glorious his own length was. He’d once put it inside of his ass to feel the same stretch Shadow so often felt from him. He admired Shadow’s fortitude for taking it much more after that.\n\n“It’s harder than you, but it feels so much like you.” Shadow gasped. “I’m touching my dick. I’m rubbing the tip. You like when I do that to you.”\n\nShadow’s hands knew Sonic better than he knew himself. Shadow knew where he liked to be touched and where he didn’t so thoroughly it impressed Sonic greatly. Abandoning reason, Sonic stuck his hand down his pants and stroked his cock without any barrier.\n\n“You’re so big, you’re stretching me so much! Aah, your tip is up against my womb, it’s so deep!” Shadow apparently was no longer watching the TV, because he made no further comments on Sonic jerking off. He was sure Shadow would be able to tell he had subverted his pants in favor of touching himself bare.\n\n“Oh, Chaos, it’s vibrating on my womb!” Shadow screamed, his voice so high in pitch and volume he was surprised no one seemed to hear him speaking through the earpiece.\n\n“I’m touching my-my clit and my dick. It feels so good!”\n\nSonic jacked himself harder, still doing his best to keep his shoulders and upper arms from moving too much. It was quite the challenge, but Sonic loved a challenge and this one felt damn good to conquer.\n\n“I’m thinking about you fucking me in front of all those people. I want you to do it. Make me yours in front of all of them, broadcast it on TV. Aah, I want everyone to know I’m yours!”\n\nSonic came in his pants at Shadow’s words. He kept his face carefully blank even as he wanted to shout to the heavens. He’d absolutely take Shadow in front of these reporters and have them broadcast it across the world, make everyone know they belonged to each other. \n\n“Ooh, my pussy feels, ah!, so good. I’m gonna cum, Sonic!”\n\nSonic was basking in his afterglow, but he’d be damned if he didn’t enjoy listening to Shadow. His voice could make anything sound sexy.\n\n“I’m coming Sonic!” Sonic could picture Shadow throwing his head back as he screamed out his orgasm in his ear. It was nearly enough to make him hard again.\n\n“Oh, Sonic, I miss you. I miss you so much. I hate when you go away like this and I can’t come with you.”\n\nShadow was practically pleading for him to return and hold Shadow tight and make love to him until they both passed out from exhaustion. His begging tone broke Sonic’s heart.\n\nWell, screw it. Shadow needed him. Shadow meant way more to him than the opinions of some tabloid journalists and foreign dignitaries. Without a word of warning, he stood and ran off to cross the planet and return to his lover.\n\nHe hoped Shadow was too distracted to see him disappear on the TV, he wanted to surprise him, and apparently that was the case because Shadow made no comment beyond panting for breath and muttering Sonic’s name and affectionate babbling.\n\n“I belong with you. That’s my place in the world. I need you. I need you.”\n\nIt took him no time at all to run halfway across the planet at his top speed. Even he would be exhausted after such a fast and long run, but it would be worth it to have Shadow in his arms again that much sooner. The sorrow in Shadow’s voice drove him to run faster and harder than he ever had.\n\nLess than ten minutes passed, and still Shadow took no notice of the ruckus Sonic had no doubt left in his wake after his departure. He kept muttering about how much he needed Sonic.\n\nWell, he would have Sonic soon.\n\nSonic burst through the door of their home and searched for Shadow in front of the television. He was sprawled out on the couch, eyes shut and fur sticky with cum. He hadn’t removed the vibrator, and it was still buzzing inside of him.\n\nHe looked up at the sound of the door opening and shutting, and his eyes bulged at the sight of Sonic.\n\nHe carefully removed the vibrator before spreading his legs wide, leaving nothing of his wet and pink pussy from Sonic’s gaze. Shadow opened his arms and smiled.\n\n“Welcome home, Sonic.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It had to be divine punishment. That was the only explanation.

The President dragged him away from his home again, only this time not taking him to a fancy conference hall filled with fancy people, he was dragged halfway across the world to act as an ambassador for Mobians everywhere or some such crock of steaming shit.

Sonic was no politician, and the only thing anybody actually wanted him there for was to stand around and look pretty. He smiled and waved like a good little figure head while the President made grand declarations of cooperation between human and Mobian kind that Sonic didn’t listen to.

Instead, he waited. He knew his lover wouldn’t miss this opportunity to make him squirm in front of thousands of people and untold amounts of viewers watching from their televisions.

Sure enough, an hour into the speech, long enough for the intense desire to throw something at the paparazzi for constantly blinding him with flashbulbs to set in, his phone buzzed from the inner pocket of his suit jacket.

He’d be condemned as callous towards his own species by the press if he pulled his phone out in front of the adoring public. He couldn’t see what Shadow had sent him, and that made him even more unnerved as the possibilities flashed through his head.

Mercifully, the President stepped down from the podium, and they broke for water and sustenance as the other speakers prepared themselves.

Sonic gulped down two bottles of water to calm the burning in his parched throat on his way to a bathroom. He found the facilities, and cursed when he learned that the public building didn’t have private single person bathrooms but a row of stalls.

So, an escapade like last time’s wouldn’t be possible. But a quick peek wouldn’t hurt.

Sonic opened and shut a stall door and latched it shut. He was alone in his isolated corner of the public office building, other attendees choosing to make use of bathroom closer to the main stage, but Sonic couldn’t risk someone else getting the same idea as him.

So he resigned himself to only staring longingly at the image Shadow had gifted him with.

The caption read, watching you on the tv, thinking about sucking you off in front of all those people

The picture was a largely innocent one to the untrained eye, but Sonic knew that look in his lover’s eyes. That taunting, come get me lover boy, look that reduced Sonic to putty in Shadow’s hands.

The shot was a close up of Shadow’s face, and he was lightly sucking on the tips of his index and middle fingers. His pink tongue barely emerged from between his lips. Everything about the picture teased at something more, and something far better to come.

But Sonic had no time to play with Shadow this way. He had to be back in front of the crowd shortly, back in his seat right next to the podium where dignitaries were about to follow up to the President’s speech.

Sonic was starting to text back an insistence that Shadow stop that would likely be ignored, when his ringtone sounded.

Shadow was calling him.

Sonic knew he shouldn’t answer. It was tempting fate to answer. It was a terrible idea to answer, the absolute worst idea he could ever have. He absolutely should not answer this call.

He answered the call and placed the phone to his ear, hand shaking in anticipation.

“Sonic.” Shadow’s low and sultry voice said in his ear.

“Shadow.” Sonic said shakily after a nervous gulp.

“I miss you. I want you here.” Shadow murmured, his voice promising unimaginable pleasure if only Sonic was with him.

“I miss you too, but I need to go back out in front of everybody soon. We can’t mess around right now.”

“Then keep me on the phone. You have your ear piece, use it.” Shadow’s sounded desperate, begging for Sonic to hear him. He was probably faking it and gleefully smirking as he spoke, Sonic knew, but he didn’t much care. He missed his lover and would rather listen to him than speeches.

He put in his earpiece and confirmed the connection.

“Okay, but don’t try anything. I can’t be fiddling with this thing on stage, they’ll see and crucify me in their reports.”

“Of course I wouldn’t try anything, Sonic. I would never want to embarrass you.”

Shadow wasn’t even trying to keep the amusement from his voice. Shadow was absolutely going to mess with him on stage, and Sonic had no desire to put a stop to it. He wanted Shadow, in any form he could have him, and a little public humiliation was worth having his voice in his ear.

So, he marched out onto the stage and took his seat next to the podium, thankfully at a table with a cloth over it that could hide the erection he suspected he would soon have. His sheath was already parting in arousal and ready to let his cock out at nothing but Shadow’s voice.

“I see you on TV. You look nervous. Do I make you nervous, Sonic?” Shadow asked smugly, likely already knowing the answer. Sonic couldn’t respond, but he didn’t need to.

“Don’t be nervous. I just want to talk to you.”

Sonic believed that, he just didn’t believe Shadow’s intentions to be innocent. Still, he’d agreed and had walked out in front of a teeming crowd of paparazzi with Shadow whispering seductively into his ear.

“You know what I’m doing right now?” Shadow asked pointlessly, knowing Sonic couldn’t answer. A dignitary was beginning their speech, and Sonic’s last chance to end this game had passed. He couldn’t take the earpiece out without being accused of inattentiveness by the reporters, and he couldn’t walk away without being labeled as offensively rude and a terrible example of Mobians.

Sonic was trapped, and he had strolled right into it.

“I’m touching myself. I’m running my hands through my fur. It’s soft, Sonic. You know how soft it is.”

Sonic did know. He knew very well how pleasurable Shadow’s dark pelt was to touch. Every fiber of fur felt like silk, and his tuft of white on his chest was a joy to bury his face into.

“I’m feeling under my fur and touching my abs. They’re not soft at all, Sonic.”

Wasn’t that the truth? Shadow’s abdomen was sculpted and firm from combative exercise, and his whole musculature was formed to perfection while his appearance remained attractively and deceptively slim. Sonic loved to feel his abs rippling under his touch, or grip his biceps and feel them pull and contract as he fucked Shadow’s tight ass or pussy.

That was the worst possible thing to think about right now, because the thought of fucking Shadow made his cock emerge further, and he shifted in his seat until his tented suit pants were hidden by the table cloth.

“I wish it was your hands touching me. I love your hands.”

My hands love you, Shadow. Sonic thought, fingers clenching in frustration that they weren’t on Shadow’s body right now.

“You’re getting twitchy. Already? We’re only just starting.” Shadow teased. Of course this was only the beginning. Shadow wouldn’t be satisfied with making him twitch a little, and Sonic wouldn’t be satisfied with only light teasing.

“I’m sliding my hand down. Do you know where it’s going?” Shadow’s voice seemed farther away now, and Sonic figured he put the phone on speaker so he could have use of both his hands.

“I’m touching my sheath, but it’s not enough. Do you know what I’m going to touch, Sonic?”

Please say it, please say the word, Sonic thought.

“I’m touching my pussy.”

Sonic’s cock hardened fully and threatened to bust his pants he was so erect. Nothing compared to hearing dirty, filthy things from Shadow’s sexy baritone voice.

“It’s so dry. Your dick always makes me so wet. I miss your dick so much, Sonic. I miss you.”

Something genuine creeped into Shadow’s voice at the end of his sultry statement. Sonic’s heart longed for Shadow just as much as his cock did, and apparently the feeling was mutual.

“I’m putting a finger inside of me. My pussy is so tight, Sonic. I wish you were inside it.”

I wish I was too.

Shadow moaned and panted in his ear, and Sonic tempted fate by putting a hand on his crotch and rubbing his erection slowly and cautiously. No one seemed to notice that was nearby, so Sonic continued the action.

“Ah, are you touching yourself? You closed your eyes. You always close your eyes when you jack off. I’m impressed, your face is so calm.”

At least he had Shadow’s assertion that he was playing it cool as he masturbated in front of hundreds of reporters. He wouldn’t lie about something that like, Sonic was sure. He wanted to make Sonic squirm, not completely humiliate him. Shadow would tell him if it was obvious what he was doing.

He palmed his groin over his pants as he pictured Shadow fingering himself and listened to his lover’s groans of pleasure.

“I’m getting wet. I’m thinking about you touching your cock in front of all those people. I’m dripping wet, Sonic.” Shadow’s voice rose in pitch. “I’m putting in another finger. I’m stretching myself out. I have one of our toys, Sonic. Do you know which one?”

Sonic had no idea what Shadow intended to put in himself to replace Sonic’s cock, but it was fun to picture all the options.

“I’m rubbing my clit to get me wet and loose. I’m almost ready to be filled.” Shadow’s voice was nearly shrill he was so aroused. “Ah, it feels good, so good.”

Sonic rubbed himself harder, but not faster. He couldn’t move his arm back and forth too much or it would become obvious what he was up to under the table.

“I’m putting the vibrator in, Sonic. It’s the one we got custom made in the shape of your cock. It’s my favorite toy to play with when you’re gone.”

Sonic allowed himself to grin. He loved that vibrator. It stroked his ego so much to see in full how glorious his own length was. He’d once put it inside of his ass to feel the same stretch Shadow so often felt from him. He admired Shadow’s fortitude for taking it much more after that.

“It’s harder than you, but it feels so much like you.” Shadow gasped. “I’m touching my dick. I’m rubbing the tip. You like when I do that to you.”

Shadow’s hands knew Sonic better than he knew himself. Shadow knew where he liked to be touched and where he didn’t so thoroughly it impressed Sonic greatly. Abandoning reason, Sonic stuck his hand down his pants and stroked his cock without any barrier.

“You’re so big, you’re stretching me so much! Aah, your tip is up against my womb, it’s so deep!” Shadow apparently was no longer watching the TV, because he made no further comments on Sonic jerking off. He was sure Shadow would be able to tell he had subverted his pants in favor of touching himself bare.

“Oh, Chaos, it’s vibrating on my womb!” Shadow screamed, his voice so high in pitch and volume he was surprised no one seemed to hear him speaking through the earpiece.

“I’m touching my-my clit and my dick. It feels so good!”

Sonic jacked himself harder, still doing his best to keep his shoulders and upper arms from moving too much. It was quite the challenge, but Sonic loved a challenge and this one felt damn good to conquer.

“I’m thinking about you fucking me in front of all those people. I want you to do it. Make me yours in front of all of them, broadcast it on TV. Aah, I want everyone to know I’m yours!”

Sonic came in his pants at Shadow’s words. He kept his face carefully blank even as he wanted to shout to the heavens. He’d absolutely take Shadow in front of these reporters and have them broadcast it across the world, make everyone know they belonged to each other.

“Ooh, my pussy feels, ah!, so good. I’m gonna cum, Sonic!”

Sonic was basking in his afterglow, but he’d be damned if he didn’t enjoy listening to Shadow. His voice could make anything sound sexy.

“I’m coming Sonic!” Sonic could picture Shadow throwing his head back as he screamed out his orgasm in his ear. It was nearly enough to make him hard again.

“Oh, Sonic, I miss you. I miss you so much. I hate when you go away like this and I can’t come with you.”

Shadow was practically pleading for him to return and hold Shadow tight and make love to him until they both passed out from exhaustion. His begging tone broke Sonic’s heart.

Well, screw it. Shadow needed him. Shadow meant way more to him than the opinions of some tabloid journalists and foreign dignitaries. Without a word of warning, he stood and ran off to cross the planet and return to his lover.

He hoped Shadow was too distracted to see him disappear on the TV, he wanted to surprise him, and apparently that was the case because Shadow made no comment beyond panting for breath and muttering Sonic’s name and affectionate babbling.

“I belong with you. That’s my place in the world. I need you. I need you.”

It took him no time at all to run halfway across the planet at his top speed. Even he would be exhausted after such a fast and long run, but it would be worth it to have Shadow in his arms again that much sooner. The sorrow in Shadow’s voice drove him to run faster and harder than he ever had.

Less than ten minutes passed, and still Shadow took no notice of the ruckus Sonic had no doubt left in his wake after his departure. He kept muttering about how much he needed Sonic.

Well, he would have Sonic soon.

Sonic burst through the door of their home and searched for Shadow in front of the television. He was sprawled out on the couch, eyes shut and fur sticky with cum. He hadn’t removed the vibrator, and it was still buzzing inside of him.

He looked up at the sound of the door opening and shutting, and his eyes bulged at the sight of Sonic.

He carefully removed the vibrator before spreading his legs wide, leaving nothing of his wet and pink pussy from Sonic’s gaze. Shadow opened his arms and smiled.

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