my icon should be relevant to my expression when i finished this.

i never in my life thought i’d be writing this, but a friend dared me to, so here i go. if you don’t like slash/yaoi then i highly suggest you shield your eyes and press the back button right now.








Grunts and partial snorts were tossed about the room as the jingling of motel keys hit the floor, the thumping of feet ended at the foot of the bed, followed by shoes being kicked off and tossed across the room. Shadow was a mixture of impatience and limpidness, whereas Sonic was just as giddy as ever. The black hedgehog swore he was going to punch the azure one if he didn’t stop giggling. Although that was to be expected, seeing as both of them were high on tequilas and rum and...God knows what else either of them had to drink. Shadow’s mind was a complete blur, almost like his body wasn’t a part of him anymore and it was in control now instead of his brain. He didn’t care, though, at the moment. Had he been sober he would probably already have high-tailed it out of the motel by now. Sonic’s back hit the bed, the thump bringing the dark one’s head back into reality a slight bit. Ah hell, he didn’t care, he was drunk and couldn’t do anything about it.

Lips were instantly locked with one another, guttural moans coming from the ebony one. Sonic was in bliss, even though if he had been in any other situation, he would probably become thoroughly uncomfortable. The alcohol was doing its trick, and he was just fine with that. His hands trailed all over his partner’s body like a couple of snakes entangled fighting for their lunch. Before, neither of them would have let so much as the fur on their elbows touch one another, and yet here they were practically eating each other’s faces off. Besides the heat of the night killing them both, another side-effect of what they were currently experiencing was causing sweat to leak through their shirts and form on their foreheads. Summer nights could be ridiculous sometimes.

Then, Shadow grunted, eyebrows furrowing as he pulled away, leaving Sonic disgruntled for a moment.

Clothes.

The clothes had to come off.

Shadow was burning up and he wasn’t sure if he could take the heat anymore. After seeing where his gaze had fallen, Sonic had a similar thought in mind. He was getting hot as well, and he mentally cursed himself for wearing a long-sleeved shirt out during summer.

Both fumbled with each other’s clothes immediately, pants of both exhaustion and excitement exhaling from the two as Shadow seemed to unbutton Sonic’s shirt far faster than the other had done. He thought he’d ripped off one of the top buttons, but it didn’t matter. He just wanted those clothes off. Then, as if his mind was coming back into rationality, the black one paused a moment as his eyes locked with the dazed green orbs of the other beneath him. He knew this was wrong, and yet, despite his intoxication, he felt himself being allured to the azure hedgehog even further.

Multitasking in his mind, he watched as Sonic raised a cocky eyebrow at him, a drunken grin spreading across his muzzle. “Shadow, I’m disappointed in you.” He said, his perky voice now quiet and just a tad bit slurred. He then blinked and gave off a cranky expression to his dominator. “Why aren’t my clothes off yet?” It was more of a statement than a question.

Shadow paused again, blinking in response. “Somethin’ tells me...” He mumbled, though it was loud enough for Sonic to hear. “...that I’m gonna regret this in the morning.” Sonic gave off a small giggle at how Shadow’s voice had gone from serious and apathetic, to slanged and blunt. The Hero sounded pretty much like himself still, only like he was hopped up on loads of sugar. But Shadow? Man, it was funny.

Sonic reached for the green tie around Shadow’s neck and yanked him in for another kiss, the dark one not hesitating one bit to return it. Damn it, he wished his body--no, wait his mind would make its decision. Or was it his body that was doing this? Maybe it was his head. The alcohol had struck it and was controlling him. But then again, he was partially conscious. So maybe it was his body.

He growled in his throat at his own thoughts, trying to tell them to shut the hell up and let him be. This was very unlike him. He should have been either giving the azure one a black eye or at least kicking him out the window. Instead, he was thinking very...unusual thoughts about his counterpart. Very...very unusual thoughts. Thoughts that didn’t seem too bad when he actually put them into rationality. But then again, he was drunk, so he wasn’t thinking straight.

Where had this all started anyway?

...The casino.

Oh, yeah. Knuckles and Rouge were probably off having a damn ball considering all the money they’d be raking in. Then came the bar...then staggering out of the casino...then came the motel and--blah, blah and so forth, he didn’t want to get into detail about what came after that and how they got back to their room. He and Sonic would undoubtedly be ruined if the bat and echidna suddenly walked in on them. Oh, shit that would literally be an earthquake.

They locked the door though, didn’t they? Ah, hell with it.

Shadow gripped one hand onto the bed sheets beneath them while grasping a hand on the side of Sonic’s own muzzle, forgetting to even breathe while he kept their lips locked. He wasn’t sure if he could get any closer to the other...but if he could, he’d certainly push until he couldn’t go any further.

Finally breaking free and letting out a much needed gasp of air, Sonic’s trademark grin came across his features, his flushed cheeks giving him a rather devious look. Although behind it, he was actually regarding Shadow and his actions, trying to see how far the ebony one would go, and how fast he would do it. He didn’t dare release his grip on the other’s necktie though.

“Well then,” Sonic spoke, both of their muzzles shoved against the other. Shadow reeled in to ravish the other’s lips once more, leaving Blue a little irritated at the interruption, but didn’t mind nonetheless. “Lemme--” He was interrupted by another kiss. “--ask you--” He mumbled, getting lost in the make-out session Shadow had started. “--this.”

Shadow may have been on top, but that didn’t make Sonic feel any less superior. He wrapped the green tie around his fist and attempted to pull Shadow even closer, their muzzles still pressed closely together, only this time he was finally able to speak seeing as the streaked one had suddenly gotten lost in the Hero’s emerald eyes.

“Would you rather,” He took a breath, nearly panting. “regret this now...or tomorrow morning?” He seemed quite serious with this question, but it was kind of hard to take him seriously when both of them sounded like they were off in their own little worlds.

Shadow closed one eye and raised the other brow, seeming confused by the inquiry for a minute. He didn’t want to think right now. He just wanted to...do something. He couldn’t sit still for too long. The liquor wouldn’t let him. But he had to consider the fact that he might not get a second chance like this, and also it would give him time to wonder exactly why, of all people, he would be on top of Sonic the Hedgehog right now.

Then, once he had a flashback, he remembered that he had been passing glances towards Blue even before either of them had knocked back numerous drinks at the bar. Was that a sign or just a mere coincidence? He even noticed that the other actually made eye contact with him and held it for a short time. Neither had done so before. Ever. But why now? Was it just because they were away from any media pigs hovering around Sonic like a pack of vultures? Or the fact that Amy--oh God, that woman...--was nowhere to be found and they both could finally let their eardrums rest? Or maybe it was their one opportunity to get close to one another without being hogged and squealed at.

...That was probably it.

They couldn’t exactly just ravish one another against a wall out in public. But here...they were--or they had hoped, at least--quite alone and out of sight, out of mind.

Shadow exhaled sharply through his nose, seeming nonchalant, as he began softly stroking Sonic’s quills with strange affection. “Mmn. Dunno. Probably tomorrow.” He grumbled loudly again, the liquor doing the talking. “Or maybe never.”

Sonic raised an eyebrow at him for that statement. Shadow knew he’d dug his own hole after saying that, surprising even himself. The thing that disturbed him the most, through his intoxication and his sobriety, was that it was indeed partially true.

Sonic then smirked and pulled him closer, planting another kiss on the black one’s muzzle. “You’re cute when you’re confused and surprised.”

“And you look like a dumbass when you’re drunk.”

The blue one then guffawed at him for his remark. Shadow didn’t see the humor in it at first, but once he caught what he had said, he, too, began to laugh at himself. It didn’t matter which state he was in, his laugh still sounded dark. Sonic made a mental note, however, that he definitely sounded...dare he say, happier when he laughed while drunk.

Sonic then raised a brow and proceeded to remove Shadow’s neck-tie completely. “Hey, where were you, huh?”

The black one almost immediately picked up on his words, hands traveling back to their business. Tie tossed aside, Blue began to hungrily remove Shadow’s shirt, having already unbuttoned it. The streaked hedgehog let out an irritated and yet pouty growl as Sonic raised himself up to plant lustful kisses on his shoulders and arms; with him in that position, Shadow couldn’t get at Sonic’s jeans. He snorted. For now, he let himself become lost in Sonic’s actions, feeling that his head was becoming even more clouded and misty than before. Damned if old Blue knew how to seduce him. And here he thought he was the professional at that.

Shadow groaned, thankful that his shirt was finally removed, letting his partner toss it aside so he could continue his job. Sonic, however, seemed to not be finished as he held his place and ran his fingers through the black and red quills of his counterpart, placing his cheek close to the other’s and began whispering.

“You lose this time, ‘cause you didn’t get my clothes off quick enough.”

Shadow huffed and shoved the azure one back to the bed, keeping a tenacious hold on his shoulders as he brought his face closer, trying to remain as dominant as he could without being surprised and flipping positions. They stayed that way for a minute, staring into each other’s eyes as if contemplating their own thoughts. Sonic then raised a hand and ran his hands through the short quills on Shadow’s forehead and then reached behind his ear, trying to go further. The sudden touch was comforting to the ebony hedgehog, so much that he nearly forgot what he was doing and let his arms weaken at the softness.

Shadow idly sported a sneaky grin across his tan muzzle, placing his own hand atop Sonic’s and intertwined his fingers with his own. Both hands came down and rested on the bed as Shadow hung his head over the other’s, ruby eyes practically calling out to the Hero to claim the other’s lips.

“Not true.” Shadow replied to his previous statement. “Still got one more bit of clothing to go.”

Sonic smirked, but liked what the other had in mind. He’d imagined they would shoot through this incident like a couple of firecrackers, but they were taking it far too slowly as he thought, and they had two other people to share a motel suite with, so he didn’t want to still be ‘occupied’ when they returned from their gambling.

“First one to undress the other quicker wins.” Shadow then chuckled. “But that might be a little hard seeing as I’m on top of you.”

Not waiting, the two playfully attacked the other in an attempt to see who could get the other’s jeans off the quickest. It was a ridiculous scene: both were giggling stupidly and began wrestling on the bed for at least five minutes before the victor was claimed. After that, the two were snuggling beneath the sheets, legs entangled with each other and hands exploring wherever else they could go.

Sonic won the match.


**

Sunlight seeped in through the curtains and lit the room up with a pale orange glow. It was ridiculous how at night it would be extremely hot, but in the mornings it would sometimes be as cold as winter. It was fine, though. Sonic and Shadow welcomed the faint icy feeling that leaked through the window and ventilation shaft.

Wait...

Blinking his eyes open, Shadow was finally brought back to reality and not some twisted mixture of both fantasy and realism. Damn did his head hurt. He sarcastically cheered on the word ‘hangover’ that danced into his mind, groaning a bit at the pain that throbbed against his forehead. He sighed, trying to get his eyes to focus, but when they did clear up, he was definitely startled at what he saw.

Surprisingly his arms were wrapped tightly around Sonic the Hedgehog, whose face was nuzzling against the tuft of white fur on his chest. Evidently whatever he’d done the night before had somehow lead to this point, in this position, and he certainly got a shiver down his spine at seeing this. He wanted to pull away and kick Sonic out of his bed, but only God knew why he stayed put and didn’t move. The blue one looked too peaceful to disturb, anyhow.

Staring at the familiar face long enough, the ebony hedgehog brought up enough courage to begin stroking the Hero’s quills affectionately. He was fully sober now, though somehow he felt like his body was still working on its own. And yet he had no problem with his actions now, for some reason he had no qualms with having his once-rival this close to him, more or less snuggling against his body.

“Well, I thought you’d never wake up.”

Shadow visibly jumped at hearing the sudden voice, immediately recognizing it and looking down at the person he had in his arms. Sonic looked up and yawned, looking twice as wrecked as he did. Ignoring him, the streaked one continued his strange affectionate carresing.

“You snore like a damn hobo. I’m not sure I could’ve stayed asleep much longer anyway.” Sonic smirked at Shadow’s words.

“Hunh,” Sonic grunted, feeling a bit awkward at seeing their position. But Shadow didn’t move, and so neither did he. “well that was...”

“Ironic?”

He made eye contact with his counterpart, not really knowing what to say except for the words ‘awkward’ and ‘sexy’. He felt like banging his head against a wall for saying the last one.

“Uhh...yeah.” He then thought a minute, trying to remember if he said anything unintentional. One question did pop into his mind, though. “...Do you remember me askin’ you anything last night?”

Shadow blinked. “I hardly remember anything. Well...save for...yeah...” He trailed off.

Blue smirked. “About regretting.”

Ah, there it was. Shadow had to think about this one. He wasn’t sure of his so called ‘feelings’ or if this was just a mere awkward moment. One thing he seemed to stay true to was that he continued to hold Sonic close, almost as if he would break if he let go. How had he gone protective of the hero over just one night?

In any case, his mind was a complete haze, but he knew it when he felt it, and he didn’t want to risk losing something that he imagined to be his only chance at such an opportunity. He motioned his thumb in circles on Sonic’s back in comfort, causing the azure hedgehog to curl into his embrace a little from the gentle caressing.

“Put it like this,” Shadow began, his voice quiet to try and not disturb anyone else in the suite. “if I did regret, would I honestly still be right here, in this particular position?”

Hearing that brought a big smile on the Hero’s face, wrapping his own arms around Shadow to try and get closer to his warmth.

“Should probably sleep now. My head feels like Knuckles just pummelled me with Amy’s hammer.” Shadow said, earning a snicker from the other.

Sonic nodded into his chest, agreeing with him. For now, they’d rest, then they’d decide how to sort out this mess later on. For now, they’d remain right where they were until they absolutely had to move, locked in slumber that cradled them into their own little dreams.


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well...that was certainly interesting to write. godDAMN is it hard to keep them both in character while trying to make them sexywrestle each other on the bed XDDD

BRB GOIN TO NARNIA. *runs off*