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  "writing": "The report slammed down on the commander's desk, followed by a slam of the office door that left Abraham rubbing at his eyes with frustration. It wasn't his first choice to pair Agent Shadow with that lieutenant for the mission, normally sending the hedgehog hybrid out with the rest of Team Dark. This was a rare case; with Rouge off sick and Omega being too flashy for a covert operation, Shadow had no choice but to pair up with the expert on the urgent mission at hand. Shadow had every right to be furious with the failure that had been.\n\nShadow was furious with the failure that whole mess had been. It hadn't been his fault, but it was tacked on to him by association simply because he'd been forced to pair with that man. Oh, that man was skilled in his own right, but one of the few in GUN who'd never thought of him as anything but a weapon, an object to be led and ordered around. Because of that level of sheer idiocy, the mission had all but ended the lives of them both and their quarry, a group of illegal weapons' dealers, had escaped with their goods. At least the hostages that the exchange had involved were alive, but the dealers had vanished with the crates of (thankfully fake) munitions. It'd take months before GUN could even try to pin the group down again.\n\nAll because some human idiot was obsessed with controlling a professional who could operate very well on his own. Oh, and that had irked him so much; Shadow had no control over the mission at all. No choice but to take it, no choice but to follow orders, no choice but to follow the lead of an egocentric idiot who deserved nothing more than a demotion. The agent had followed all the protocols, but the lieutenant had decided to rewrite the rules on the fly. Then, after all that, Shadow had no choice but to write that humiliating report detailing all their- his failures, failures that were all the fault of someone else.\n\nHe was so sick, sick of being put under someone else's control.\n\nThe front door slammed just as hard, catching the attention of the blue hedgehog within. ``Bad day, huh?'' Shadow took a deep sigh, rubbing his temples at the sound of the other's voice. The run here had been quiet, the forest blissfully silent and the air crisp and cool. Hopefully that bit of needed calm wasn't about to be ruined. He just wanted to be in control for once in his life.\n\nShadow had always felt this way; from the moment he'd awakened over fifty years ago. His life had been planned from the start; being needed to help his dearest friend, who in the end he couldn't even save. Being subjected to experiments he rarely was told the purpose of. Then given no choice but to train as a living weapon when the previous commander had decided that curing disease wasn't enough of a reason to fund the ARK. Being sealed away for decades and when even that much wasn't enough, to add insult to injury, the Professor's betrayal in altering the few memories he'd been allowed to keep so Shadow would carry out a genocidal mission he'd otherwise have never agreed to.\n\nOh, and if that still wasn't enough yet, Shadow's other so-called creator had pulled up in his thrice-damned comet, determined to make him his obedient little errand boy. Black Doom had literally tried to control his very body and mind like a puppet when he'd refused. That whole mess had left the hedgehog hybrid feeling even less in control of his life than ever before; even as he'd ended the alien overlord's life. Joining GUN afterwards wouldn't have been his first choice but, if he wanted to protect the world, he'd needed more resources than he could ever gather on his own. At least he and Abraham Tower, GUN's current commander, had made peace with their differences and shared mutual, if somewhat distant, respect.\n\nHere, in his private cabin, he could find peace from the world. No worrying about rank, duty or familial loyalties. Just...relaxation.\n\nTossing himself down on the sofa, Sonic moved out of his way to give him room. ``Oof, definitely that bad.'' Chaos bless that blue hedgehog for having learned when he could and couldn't handle his quips. Right now, all Shadow wanted to do was bury his face in the cushions, mumbling when he heard a bowl clatter down on the nearby coffee table; the acrid scent telling him it contained his favourite coffee beans. Just what he needed; the black hedgehog reaching out blindly for them. Instead of the beans, he felt his hand instead rest on something long and thin. Damn it, of all the-\n\n...Then again, perhaps Sonic had anticipated exactly what he needed right now to feel like he had some say in his life, bringing him the studded leather collar. ``Let me shower first.'' Shadow took a deep and calming breath, sitting up to nibble on a few of the bitter beans, feeling slightly renewed. ``You'd better be in position by then, or else.'' That lingering threat only carried so much weight, as this relationship of theirs wasn't just for the darker hedgehog's benefit. There was so much they both got out of this.\n\n -  -  - \n\nIt had been painfully dull lately. With Eggman recently having suffered a major defeat it'd take time for the fat man to regather his forces, leaving Sonic with little to do. In the past that hadn't been much of an issue. Sonic could always hang out with his friends, and he'd done a lot of exploring. There'd been plenty of sights to see and places to go, but...he didn't like to admit it, but... There was only so much put there to do, and most of it wasn't enough to scratch his itch.\n\nThe blue blur had begun to crave more than just sight-seeing adventures. He'd always been an adrenaline junkie, and the more he explored the world over the years, the less there was out there that truly excited him. So, he'd started to dabble more and more with danger; real danger, playing odds with nature's hazardous landscapes and coming home with scratches, cuts and even burns so often Tails drew a line (the latest broken arm had certainly helped). Even if he healed quickly, for the sake of not driving his little brother mad with worry, Sonic's death-defying explorations and challenges had to come to an end.\n\nAnd so had come the death-defying boredom. Sonic had gotten used to adrenaline, the feeling of putting his safety in the hands of fate, confident it'd eventually turn out in his favour. That was a hard habit to let go of and, one day when a race with Shadow had gotten a little rough, they'd both found something they'd needed so very much.\n\n -  -  - \n\nFlashback:\n\nThe two of them had become closer to genuine friends over time, and maybe a little more. Maybe, perhaps, a lot more. That was the only reason Shadow could think of as to why pinning Sonic had him breathing so heavily. The race had become a sparring session, then outright fighting when tempers had clashed. Sonic had taunted just a little too hard, they'd tumbled on the ground, and for the most illogical reason the blue hedgehog had moaned fit to surprise even himself. Shadow paused in the tousle, out of breath as he pressed Sonic's arms into the dirt, perhaps a little too forcefully, trapping the blue legs with his own. And that accidental moan had made the darker hedgehog's blood race.\n\nThat was the first time they'd broken their usual barriers down, sharing each other's bodies on the hard ground like a couple of feral beasts. Shadow had been apologetic after they'd both come to their senses, seeing the bruises he'd left on the lean runner's body. It was everything Shadow hadn't known he'd wanted, moving the usually agile and evasive body beneath him as he wanted it to, stripping the speedster of his choice for those few moments as he took charge. He'd thought he'd crossed a line, taking the freedom-loving hero so harshly. That was when they'd learned they both liked things rough.\n\nFor his first time mating, Sonic hadn't known what to expect. He'd always thought he didn't want restriction, and certainly he'd fought to keep from getting held back by others. He'd lived like the wind, always moving, but maybe, just maybe...even the wind needed to stand still from time to time. Otherwise, he'd never have discovered what he'd been craving all this time. Here, pinned beneath the demanding strength of the darker hedgehog, was danger. Shadow was strong; if he'd wanted to, he could've snapped his neck right here and now, but that wasn't his style. No; here, pinned with bruising force beneath Shadow was also a certain level of safety. Trust. Sonic knew that the other would never deliberately cross the line, knew he knew he didn't care about a few bumps here and there, and knew the dark hedgehog would stop before he was actually in danger.\n\nAnd if Tails didn't fully understand how truly thrilling that mixture of adrenaline, helplessness and safety was, at least the fox found relief in knowing Sonic wasn't out riding the sharp edge between adventure and potentially crippling himself.\n\n -  -  - \n\nWhen Shadow returned from the shower the blue hedgehog was bare of shoes and gloves, kneeling on the bedroom floor, hands behind his back; though Shadow didn't need to see it to know the other hedgehog's tail was wagging. That cocky grin was all he needed to know Sonic was ready and eager to begin. ``Good boy.'' Shadow praised lightly. ``Come here.'' Moving to all fours the blue hedgehog hesitated, drawing a mildly aggravated sigh from the darker hedgehog and a chuckle from Sonic. He was always like that, it being in his nature to push boundaries, even if it meant making things worse for himself. But tonight, Shadow wasn't in the mood for his pet to play naughty for naughty's sake and, seeing that on his face, Sonic quit playing around moved over to his master's side. He wanted Shadow to feel good too.\n\nGently and as if handling a sacred object, Shadow slipped a collar around Sonic's neck, reaching back into the opened drawer to retrieve and slide on a blindfold and a matching pair of leather cuffs around his wrists. Buckling the beige arms snugly behind his back, the dark hedgehog pulled on the leash, pulling his sub closer to his groin. ``Suck, pet.'' With one last smirk Sonic leaned in close, running his tongue over the damp fur and taking a deep whiff of the lingering scent of Shadow's lavender shampoo. It was a scent that suited the dark hedgehog, sweet and fragrant with a hint of sharpness. To most people his boyfriend seemed cold and aloof- make no mistake, Shadow was- but there was so much more depth to him than that. Why else would the hero have fallen for him?\n\nWorking deeper with his own tongue now, Sonic coaxed the heated tip from within Shadow's pouch, drawing it out to harden in the open air. He loved how he could draw that contented hum from him, listening to his master respond as he took him into his mouth. The throbbing of his thick length, filling his throat as he bobbed forwards. Of course, it was never enough for a master to just be served; Shadow placing one hand onto the spiky blue head to push his pet further.\n\nShadow admired the resulting gagging noise, forcing his hot cock down the hedgehog's throat with every push. It might seem harsh, but they'd started these sessions properly after a long discussion about limits and safe words. He knew Sonic was enjoying every bit of this rough deep throating and had learned by now how to take his full length. The only reason the hedgehog between his legs was choking was because he wanted that feeling, and the hero's own hardening dick was proof enough. Seeing that throbbing, aching penis and knowing that there was nothing Sonic could do to ease that longing without his permission was the icing on the cake.\n\nFinally Shadow came, ordering Sonic to swallow his load and the blue hedgehog doing so eagerly, drinking it down despite the trickle of cum dripping from the corner of his mouth. It had been a lot to take in, and while he didn't always give that command, it wasn't the first time he'd gulped down the thick substance. Backing away, Shadow took a moment to admire the breathless hedgehog before pulling him onto the bed to lay on his back; leash tied to the bedpost. He'd had his pleasure and wasn't one to leave Sonic waiting for his.\n\nTaking his needy length into one hand, Shadow began to plunge up and down. The blue hedgehog's gasps were music to his ears as he watched him buck into his palm, begging for more. ``F-fhh- Shadow, please!'' Sonic pleaded, needing him to go faster, squeeze harder, to take him over the edge, only for the darker hedgehog to push him back against the sheets, barking a stern command. ``Quiet! You'll come when I let you come.'' There was only one person in charge right now, and Shadow made that clear by flipping Sonic onto his belly. Now face-first into the sheets and hauled to his knees, Shadow silenced the blue hedgehog by shoving his face fully into the pillow. He had full control now, watching his pet's hands struggle against their bonds as his chest struggled for air.\n\nShadow counted to ten, then pulled his head up by the quills, Sonic hissing at the tugging pain. No safe word. It was fine to continue. ``Have you learned your patience, or do you need further punishment?'' The dark hedgehog asked, pleased when his pet answered. ``N-no master...'' The words were spoken shakily, but Shadow could hear the smile in the eager tone. Sonic's cock was practically twitching with need as Shadow once again took it into his hand, letting the other rest his cheek on the soft surface once more. This time he didn't hold back, starting slowly as he pumped his hand along the hero's length and picking up speed, giving the blue behind in front of him a hearty smack that sounded across the room. Sonic gasped at the sharp burst of agony, moaning as it pushed him over the brink and bursting his seed across the sheets beneath them.\n\nThe dark hedgehog gave his pet some time to enjoy his glow, lying down next to him on the soiled sheets to release his wrists. Aftercare was important to him, and the blue hedgehog wasn't complaining. ``I told you you're a masochist.'' Shadow's words brought a small chuckle in response. ``Shut up Shads.'' Chaos forbid Sonic actually admitted it, but they both knew that had some truth to it.\n\n``Can I take off the blindfold now? I really don't want to sleep in it.'' It was clear from how Shadow was massaging his shoulders that they were done with their session. ``Go ahead. Anything sore?'' Shadow moved his attention to rub at Sonic's wrists, no longer his master, just a companion. ``Nah. You weren't all that rough tonight.'' It wasn't a complaint, just an observation. ``Felling better?'' The dark hedgehog had to admit he was, ``hmph''-ing lazily as sonic dropped his collar off the side of the bed to curl up in his arms. The blue hedgehog purred as Shadow stroked his quills tenderly, nuzzling into the cloud of white fluff on his partner's chest. Here in this cabin, far away from anyone and everyone, it was easy to pretend that only the two of them existed in this moment.\n\nAnd it was like that they drifted off to sleep.\n\n"
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