The ragged breath in his ear was the painful reminder of why Sonic even forgave Shadow for this kind of behavior in the first place. He was suffering, clearly suffering, and the blue hedgehog was a loss as to what to do. He wanted to help him so badly; he may’ve not returned his feelings, but he was still a friend…or was he anymore? He didn’t know, honestly. They were playing a sick game with each other, and he didn’t know how much longer he would be able to take playing it.
He let out a sharp cry when he felt the bite and gritted his teeth when the black and red hedgehog clawed his back mercilessly — but there was something to it that made Sonic swallow hard and realize this wasn’t just some random act, some random desire for maliciousness. Unlike the times before. He was crying, he was crying, he was suffering.
He’d panicked while Sonic was away.
And it was this knowledge that made the blue hedgehog draw his own arms back around him and try to hold him, ignoring the pain and the prickling sensation at his own eyes. I’m back, I’m back, he whispered. I’m sorry for leaving. I’m back. Despite how much he wavered internally, those were the most stabilized sentences he’d said in a long time.
Back, back, back you’re back you’re back of course you’re back you’re here and your scent your voice Sonic sonic sonic sonic christ I missed you I need you I sonic sonic…
He gasped again, biting his lip to try and stifle his tears. I can’t I can’t control I cannot control my head is spinning he’s here he’s here and he
get away again.
He suddenly brought Sonic away from him to look directly at him, breathing heavily and digging deeply into his shoulders. “You won’t run a-away again, y-you understand? Not…no. Nngh.” He grit his teeth as he stared at him. “I want to…see you. I want to see you. I need to, I need to…have you. Yes. Have you. You’re, you’re mine…”
Shadow’s voice was shaking as well, and he suddenly became rigid, overwhelmed with the temptation of ripping his claws all through the blue hedgehog’s flesh, making him writhe, making him scream, scream for mercy—
—but that would mean I am hurting him…
Making him miserable…
His eyes shook and began to water openly, and he yanked him close once again, showering his head with uneven kisses. His hands still clawed down his back, shaking. “I-I’m…S-ssonic, Sonic I l-love…I n-need…nngh…y-you’re mine…!”