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They were kissing frantically, mouths pressed insistently together, tongues tangled in sensual dance. His hands roamed all over her body in an almost frenzied manner, as if he couldn't get enough of her. He relished in her passionate moans, and he wished they could really get lost in the motions without a time limit hanging ominously over their heads.

They kissed until she was damn near breathless, until her lungs begged her to breathe again, and reluctantly, she pulled back first, gulping down heaps and heaps of air like they'd be the very last breaths she took. He tugged her back into his embrace, their foreheads touching, their gazes locking.

"I can't get you out of my mind, and it's killing me." In the past, Shadow was loathe to reveal any weaknesses. Mainly because he refused to let his enemies get the best of him, but also because he was wary of trusting people and letting them in. Then Sonic and his friends came barreling into his life, and nothing's been the same since, and he was happy with that, happy that he learned to trust and open up and not be so guarded all the damn time.

Her eyes softened, and he felt his heartbeat flutter briefly. There she went, looking at him like he was the seventh wonder of the world and then some. She was like Sonic in that way, shamelessly wearing her heart on her sleeve for all to see, and he thought she was brave to do so. He felt the attraction between them from the moment they had a chance to truly spend time together and get to know each other, and surely these feelings of theirs would royally fuck the both of them over, but maybe he was being a pessimist.

"The feelings mutual, believe me. I feel so drawn to you, and I don't just mean in the psychical sense, not completely. I just, I really like you, and it's so weird because I know we're probably the most random pairing ever, but that's what my heart's telling me. There's no shame in how we feel," Sally shrugged, completely unapologetic. She brushed her lips against his before drawing away with obvious reluctance.

She shrugged out of her clothes, and Shadow felt his heart stop at the sudden expanse of her body in all its glory. If he wasn't keyed up before, he definitely was now, and it took everything in him, every ounce of his training and self-control, to not succumb to his hormones and ravish her.

Sally was clueless to his internal struggles, rummaging through her dresser until she found a cute outfit to wear. Smiling, she skipped to her bathroom, leaving the door ajar, and hurriedly fixed her appearance, brushing her hair until it was back to its former glory, making sure their little escapade wasn't noticeable.

Shadow watched in stunned silence at the racy underwear she chose to wear. A barely scrap of red fabric he assumed were her panties and a matching, lacey red bra had his control snapping in two.

Sally gasped as her back collided almost painfully against her bathroom sink's mirror, strong hands clutching her thighs and spreading her legs open. Mouth still agape, she could only stare down at her lover in a pleasure haze as his crimson gaze burned right through her. He eased her thong down her thighs, and they silently dropped unto her floor. And the she was lost in paradise.

Why was he so intent on denying himself a well-deserved slice of happiness, he'd never understand. She was so good to him, and the noises she made had his dick on hard almost instantly. He tugged his shorts and boxxers down his legs before clumsily slipping his hand inside, grabbing his dick and stroking in time with the movements of his mouth. Sally was brazenly rocking against his mouth, eagerly chasing his skilled tongue and lips. Dear Chaos, he was going to be the death of her. She could see it now: here lies Sally Alicia Acorn. Cause of Death: Shadow The Hedgehog Eating Her Out Until Her Heart Gave Out. The press would surely have a field day with that particular headline, she was sure.

"Shadow, I want you," she moaned, hands tugging insistently on his quills, her legs trembling as her climax neared, and it was going to be a damn good one. The sound of her wanton pleas threatened to do him in, and he doubled his efforts, intent on bringing her to completion, which happened when he sucked on her clit the same time his fingers curled up against her sweetest spot.

She was loud and unrestrained as she came, and with a flick of his wrist, he was coming too, groaning deeply against her wetness as he licked her up until she was pulling him away. She looked deliciously unkempt, and he knew that he was in the same position.

He easily cradled her in his arms and sluggishly trudged towards her shower, kicking off the rest of his clothes as she took off her bra and tossed it on the floor. Turning the knobs until the water felt just right, he walked inside and set her down on her feet, steadying her when it looked like she'd fall over, her legs were trembling that badly.

Her fingers brushed against his lips, and they both looked at each other, the desire they felt for each other present. She ached to have him, to feel his touches and kisses on the most intimate part of her, taking her to levels of paradise she didn't think were possible.

Lead me not into temptation, Sally silently prayed; she took a deep breath and steeled her nerves, willing herself not to succumb into her sinfully wonderful desires. After all, they'd have plenty of time later to indulge in each other.

"Better make this shower quick. They'll be back soon enough, and I really don't want them to stumble upon something indecent," Sally murmured, lathering her body up with her favorite scented soap. She wasn't sure she'd ever be able to wipe the scent of him off of her skin, and she didn't really want to either.

"Like me fucking you through your shower wall?" Shadow teased, his knowing, confident smirk positively sinful. Sally couldn't help the moan that tumbled through her lips. This man really was going to be the death of her.