I've really taken it too far this time.

Shadow would have liked to bash his head against the wall for his stupidity, but didn't want to alert (and worry) Sonic with his problem. He hadn't eaten anything apart from a few bites at the dinner all week. He had only really slept during their first night here (and even then he had gotten up early) and the next consecutive five nights had been spent calming (read: doodling on) Sonic in his sleep, studying for Lazar's stupid lessons, raiding Black Doom's office, getting yelled awake in the middle of the night when Sonic had had a bad dream, playing Kiki's Delivery Service for a terrified fox kit, and, finally, the previous night had been mainly making out with Sonic...surely not the worst alternative to sleep, but it still meant that especially after getting beaten up in their last fight, every single muscle in Shadow's body was now close to national strike at the mere idea of continuing this tour de force without a decent night's rest in between.

"But I'm chained up! For real! What am I supposed to do until then?"

Of course, Sonic might have been of an entirely different opinion.

"Think of something. Count the stones. Practice the Vulcan greeting. Train the feral mice and rats in this dungeon to become your man servants," Shadow suggested non-chalantly as he walked over and leaned on the bars of their cell again, peering outside but of course seeing nothing else apart from a dark corridor and lots of other empty prisons. They were indeed alone, otherwise he was sure his sensitive ears would have picked something up by now. Sonic had snorted at Shadow's list of nonsensical suggestions.

"Har har," he commented, not quite cheered by the fact that he was now really supposed to endure the humiliation of being a prisoner in addition to being a slave until morning, and they wouldn't even attempt to break out and at least make this interesting. He sighed and kicked his legs from himself. Wasn't there anything else he could do apart from twiddling his thumbs...?

Green eyes shifted over to Shadow, who had just straightened up from the bars again, stretching himself as if he was tired. Sonic wished he could move as freely as him, able to stand and walk around, not forced against a wall like this...

"Uh..." the blue hedgehog again made a noise to attract Shadow's attention and his supposed Master turned around. Sonic for some reason had trouble forming that next sentence, wasn't really sure where that slight tinge of warmth in his cheeks came from.

"Yeah?"

"You didn't take off my collar..." Sonic let the sentence trail off somewhat awkwardly, as if seemingly not sure himself where he was actually going with this. Damn that black hedgehog for constantly confusing him.

"Oh. Right," Shadow seemed to snap back into the present, the two hedgehogs for a moment staring at each other, apparently both not quite knowing what to say. The black hedgehog quickly reached into his quills. "Almost forgot about it," he said, simultaneously trying to fish for that key that locked the choker around his supposed slave's neck...and then looked ever so slightly consternated.

"Ah."

"What?" Sonic asked.

"There might be...complications."

"You lost the key in the brawl, didn't you," Sonic said in a monotone. Of course, Shadow didn't even have the decency to look at least faintly guilty.

"It seems so. You might have to remain my formal pet a little longer, then..." the former Prince replied, and Sonic's forehead creased into a glower as the blue speedster mock-glared, especially as his supposed owner didn't seem able to suppress a faint smirk at his 'misfortune'.

"I think it looks good on you."

"Thanks, 'Master'," Sonic replied dryly, before letting his head slump forward. Chained and collared. Fantastic. Well, at least the soft leather encircling his neck wasn't an annoyance per se, like his old collar had been, before Shadow had put this one on him that marked him as the Prince's private possession...

Sonic still blushed a bit at that recollection, fortunately invisible as he was still staring at the floor and the Ultimate Lifeform was already leaning against the bars on the other side of the cell again. It had been after they had bathed together, when Shadow had carried him into the water and he had briefly sat on the black hedgehog's lap, before then dozing off - and just after he had just ignored me completely when I tried to seduce him a little, Sonic thought dryly. Then again, last night had shown that it certainly hadn't been a lack of attraction back then...

Sonic's gaze was still tilted downwards, eyes unintentionally focused on his own peach-tinted belly fur, and for a moment he also couldn't help but recall the feeling of Shadow's fingers as they had combed and ghosted across it, making him squirm and shiver...and Shadow had liked that, Sonic was sure of it. And after all, the only reason why he had allowed the black hedgehog to manipulate him so was because the collared hero had enjoyed it, too...Sonic could feel his heart pounding a bit at the memory, heat flooding his body as he recalled those moments, and suddenly, he was also aware that that same desire which had already been distracting him during the dinner was raising its head again.

Yeah. Could've been a nice night if you'd managed to get that stupid Emerald instead of getting thrown into a dungeon-reject of Fable. Nice job breaking it, hero, Sonic the Hedgehog replied sarcastically in his mind to his addled hormones. So now you get to spend eight hours chained to a frickin wall instead. Congrats.

The Ultimate Lifeform himself, oblivious to his supposed pet's thoughts, released a breath at this point, letting the collared blue hedgehog at last raise his head again and look up. Just in time to see Shadow let his well-shaped shoulders slump again, having previously rolled them upwards and briefly given Sonic a rather nice view of his abdominals. Next, though, the Ultimate Lifeform for a moment bent over as he apparently had discovered some dirt speck or other on his jet shoes, and Sonic's eyes widened ever so subtly as a very certain body part of his suddenly couldn't help but suggest that yes, there was one particular way that this night could actually be interesting after all – and of course, the idea was insane.

Not to mention dangerous.

As well as probably really, really ill-advised.

And he was Sonic the Hedgehog and didn't care for this at all.

"You know...Shadow..." Sonic began, and tried carefully to keep his voice steady, even while the other hadn't yet turned around.

"Yeah?"

"I could think of at least one thing we could do to spend the night..."

"What-?" Shadow began, finally shifting to look at Sonic, but shut up as soon as he could see the expression on the collared hedgehog's face – and his supposed slave also chose that exact moment to let one of his drawn-up knees fall to the side, his gaze and body language for a moment saying more than his words.

For a heartbeat, Shadow was speechless. Then:

"If the next comment of yours involves omelets, Sonic, I swear I'm going to kill you."

xxx

"So what do we do now?" Tails asked, looking at Knuckles a bit helplessly after they had just gotten the two amnesiac hedgehogs back home. Knuckles sighed.

"Well, we have less than 38 hours left. I suppose you should try checking their chaos readings whether they have anything to do with the missing Emerald while I...will have to talk to Tikal. I'll be going back to Angel Island. We're down to last-ditch measures now."

"What, you're going to leave me alone with them?!" Tails asked, and sounded for a moment just a tad like he would actually prefer for the end of the world to be in the next ten minutes, if that was the case.

xxx

"No. No omelets this time," the chained hedgehog replied one dimension away, staying more or less serious until he added "Not unless you count really obscure euphemisms, I think," with a little grin. He cocked his head. "So what do you think?"

Shadow blinked. "You seriously...you want us to...in here?!" he asked, the Ultimate Lifeform to the hero of Mobius now looking almost comically taken aback. Sonic shrugged to stop himself from laughing.

"Possibly last opportunity," he reminded the black hedgehog, just before poking his tongue out with a cheeky grin. "'You don't want to die a virgin, do you?'"

"I'm...I'm not," Shadow replied, just trying to gather his wits together as once again passing hurricane Sonic had managed to leave his thoughts, feelings and hormones in a shape vaguely resembling a confused corkscrew, "Are you?"

"Yes, actually," Sonic said, a bit surprised that Shadow had already had a partner, but not too much – after all, he himself still found girls attractive despite his stronger feelings for Shadow, and since the Ultimate Lifeform was living together with Rouge, he could probably guess who that other partner had been. Still, that did not put a damper on his mood – Shadow had said she was just a friend, and Sonic trusted the other. It meant that perhaps the black hedgehog had a tiny bit more experience than him, but for some reason, Sonic thought that maybe in this particular situation this wouldn't matter anyway...his grin returned in full cheekiness.

"Okay. Then, how about you don't want me to die a virgin?"

"Sonic, we are not going to die tomorrow."

"Possibly not. But why take chances?" the blue hedgehog asked smoothly, moving his own upper body a bit suggestively against the stone now. Shadow at this point could feel his heart beating faster at the sight and sweat breaking out on his now bare palms, already familiar sensations flooding his body and replacing his tiredness. Sonic was obviously offering himself to him...(and even though the Ultimate Lifeform would never have admitted it, a part of him actually thought the blue hedgehog looked good chained up like that).

Shadow shook his head, having to remind himself that this dimension was nuts and obviously affecting him. "You seriously want to do that? I mean...uh," he asked eloquently, still at a bit of an uncharacteristic loss, not having had to deal with this before. At least when Rouge had thrown herself at him, he had already been too tipsy to even pronounce 'uncharacteristic'.

Sonic chuckled. "You kidding? This night alone I was tempted to grab you and drag you back to our dorm like three times. You know, if I had still been a werewolf, you would have been in trouble."

"Real- wait, what, werewolf?" Shadow asked, once again not entirely sure how Sonic could turn a conversation about intercourse into one of lycantrophy without even a visible segway.

"Never mind," Sonic cut him off. "Point is, I want you. Right here, right now. You up for it?" he asked, and again that smile hovering between the friendly and the wicked accompanying the question and nearly letting Shadow's knees fold themselves against his will. He tried to compose himself.

"You...do know what that would mean for you, don't you? Or what did you have in mind?" he asked, earning himself a weak twitching of the lips and mock patronizing glance from Sonic.

"Believe it or not, I've lived on this planet longer than you have, Shads. I think I can imagine. But point is, because it's you, I want to try. The whole thing," the blue hedgehog said, already feeling his muscles tense up at the thought of the expected intrusion, but disregarding the sensation, or their less-than-romantic surroundings. But this was still Shadow, and that was all that mattered...

"So, what do you say?" Sonic prodded again, trying to disguise the mixture of arousal and nervous trepidation he was feeling. He could barely keep himself from fidgeting under that crimson stare now. His mind also couldn't help but wonder what Shadow's artificially engineered body could possibly mean, nervously hoping that the other wouldn't be too large...

Chaos. Wrong thought. Wrong thought.

"Well..." Shadow fortunately interrupted Sonic's mental train of Freudian imagery, "If that's what you want." The Ultimate Lifeform at the moment felt rather ill-equipped to handle this situation. Scenarios like this were something Professor Gerald aboard the ARK had never adequately explained to him, apart from choking on his soup the first time little Shadow had enquired about certain insects and what they were doing to plants.

Sonic cocked his head. "Hey, only if you want, of course. What's the matter with you, shy?" he asked, a bit of that old taunt in his voice. "I'm not a chick, so stop treating me like a gentleman on a first date or else you're gonna make me blush, alright?" he teased, still able to give a little laugh despite Shadow's more than clumsy attempts to keep up in this conversation, yet another trait the black hedgehog had reluctantly admitted to actually liking about this blue whirlwind that was supposed to be his pet. He could feel himself relax a little, even if a part of him was only more excited at the sight of Sonic enjoying himself, heat rushing to his middle.

"Yes," he replied promptly, at the same time finally closing the last gap between them and lowering himself onto his knees next to Sonic, bringing their faces together. "I have been waiting for this. For you," he said, crimson eyes glowing with seriousness despite the words sounding strange and unused out of the dark hedgehog's mouth, before he leaned in a bit closer. "All of you..."

The blue hedgehog, who had stopped laughing as soon as his supposed owner had started to speak, shivered as lips brushed over his own when Shadow finished his sentence. Sonic closed his eyes, as those lips passed his, burying his muzzle in the crook of Shadow's neck, their cheeks touching.

"Then let's do this," he whispered, before drawing another breath. "Never thought I'd say that, but..." Shadow could feel how the muscles of Sonic's cheek against his side stretched into what had to a small, unseen smile. "...no matter where or when it may be, I think I'd want to spend my last night with you, Shadow."

xxx I'd add a smut warning, but I have a feeling that's what you're here for, anyway...XDxxx

"Have…you ever done this before?" Sonic asked, forcing his tone not to betray his inner trepidation that was rapidly changing front row seats with his desire and euphoria. He was Sonic the Hedgehog, not some blushing virgin bride on her wedding night, dammit…

"Not with a male, no," Shadow replied, his voice sounding low and close to Sonic's ear in the darkness. Sonic swallowed. A female at least would have been biologically made for what Shadow was about to do to him…the black hedgehog was kneeling between Sonic's legs now, the blue hero still halfway leaning against the wall, halfway lying on the floor. His head was tucked into the crook in between Shadow's neck and shoulder, blue ears lightly flicking as Shadow's arms were encircling him, holding him, while his own hands were still suspended slightly above his head, bound in clinking chains. Sonic was already breathing heavily, Shadow's white chest fur tickling his collar bones, inhaling the musky scent of the other. With his arms spread out like this he felt uncomfortably exposed, unable to touch Shadow on his own...not that it mattered, when rough, dry tan lips came down to peck at his muzzle again, Shadow still learning to kiss, but learning fast.

Next, though, Sonic could already feel a hand tentatively running down across his belly, fingertips leaving tickling electricity in their wake. Oh gods, where were they going already...? Sonic suppressed a tiny mewl as his hips jerked involuntarily at the touch, but that only sent the questing fingers now brushing across the area in between his legs. The hero of Mobius drew a gasp at the sudden contact. He felt as if suddenly beginning to burn from below and Shadow's entire body pressing down upon him was nothing but adding fuel to fire wherever he touched him…and then Sonic couldn't help but blush fiercely, as suddenly, a single finger had gone beyond that now prominent bump under his blue fur and was now pushing into an even more private area.

The collared hero gave the tiniest insecure whimper.

But of course, just as it was no secret that Sonic loved few things more than driving Shadow up the wall, it had also already been established that apparently, the Ultimate Lifeform enjoyed putting his supposed slave through a bit of discomfort just a tad…be it keeping him collared, restraining him otherwise, or even mock-punishing him by forced tickling or yanking his ear…Sonic swallowed as he realized that he had just put himself into a prime position to be subject to Shadow's just slightly vengeful whims.

Now he could barely restrain himself as he tried hard to silence any embarrassing noises attempting to rise through his throat as he could feel that finger probing, brushing against that quivering ring of muscles with a bit more force, demanding entry…

"You've got to relax, Sonic. Otherwise this will hurt," Shadow murmured into his ear, the invading digit below not ceasing in its motions, making Sonic wish to squirm and escape but he kept himself still, enduring the torture with gritted teeth.

"Yeah…right…not like that would be difficult at all…" the blue hedgehog replied sarcastically, raising his hips just a little to make the angle less awkward – and was rewarded with the digit for the first time actually slipping inside.

Much later, the hero of Mobius still insisted he hadn't squeaked.

"Ghh…" Sonic felt tempted to buck to relieve himself of the invader, feeling stuffed and awkward, but it was made difficult by the fact that he was now actually starting to get aroused as well by the massaging motions around his entrance, the intimate touch letting pangs of pleasure race up and straight to his groin. Sonic shuddered.

"Oh…gods…"

"Liking this, then, I take it?" Shadow smirked at the flustered hedgehog below, the embarrassment coupled with the obvious arousal in his supposed slave's eyes turning him on more than he had expected. He wriggled a bit further inside, wanting to see just how far he could push that writhing body...

"Gah!" Sonic immediately tensed up and Shadow actually had to dodge a blue knee jerking up in reflex.

"Hey, watch it! I'm not Drago, am I?" the Ultimate Lifeform remarked, slightly annoyed. Green eyes opened again, returning the glare.

"No, because if you were, I would have aimed that kick at your head. Don't startle me like that, okay?" he asked, feeling more than embarrassed having to have this conversation while he was still hyper-aware of Shadow's digit embedded within him, moving in and out of him without stopping. It felt unnaturally hot inside Sonic and it was an ongoing struggle for him to at least keep himself semi-relaxed to accomodate the intruder, at once dreading and always expecting Shadow to go in deeper, creating a friction that was threatening to finally push him past the point of no return. Nevertheless, there was a vibe in the air that none of their mutual annoyance or snapped threats were actually real, but instead just a slightly more intense version of their usual banter as things were starting to heat up and it excited Sonic all the more...

Chaos. Angry sex, huh? Well, if at any point in time I should start demanding that Shadow call me dirty things, I sincerely hope he doesn't say 'your kitchen'...

"Alright then, faker, how about you tell me how you like it," Shadow interrupted Sonic's increasingly surrealist train of thought, having bent forward again, and was now all but purring in the blue hedgehog's face, one gloved hand lovingly tracing the hero's jaw. Unfortunately for Sonic, though, Shadow's other hand remained where it was and made it increasingly difficult to answer.

"Well, you, ah...could...could..." Sonic's eyes glazed over a bit as he tried to stay focused, but the black hedgehog had just started to bend his index finger inside him, moving it in a 'come hither'-motion and Sonic could feel himself stretched, new spots suddenly touched that he hadn't expected as his legs turned to jelly, hip and thighs weakly twitching in an attempt to bear this invasion of his most private area.

"That...that isn't fair..." he panted, shuddering as his eyes were staring at the ceiling, certain that he could hear a low chuckle from the other and was both peeved, helpless and turned on against his will that he couldn't do a thing about it at the moment.

"To repeat my earlier words, Sonic," Shadow replied smoothly, his hand lowering itself from the blue hero's jaw and briefly rubbing along the tensed-up belly of his unwilling pet while he still worked his other finger mercilessly inside him, "Life isn't fair. Get used to it."

"Damn...you..." blue legs coiled in protest and shackled fists were bunched up, yanking uselessly at their chains, but for the moment, that was about all the collared hero could do to protest. Shadow was sure he would recover as soon as he had gotten used to the sensations, but by then he had hopefully moved on to something else that could unbalance the flustered hero even more.

"Shh...try to give in, Sonic..." he whispered, certain that that would rile up the squirming blue form further. The black hedgehog had to admit, this was actually going pretty well so far, considering he had little to no idea how to go about this. But still, the sight of Sonic already sweating, half-lying on the floor, only held up by the cuffs around his wrists, eyes closed and panting, subject to every one of Shadow's whims already excited him more than he had thought possible. The Ultimate Lifeform could feel his ears burning, the blood pumping in their tips, and slowly, a familiar sensation began to rise somewhere else...

But before we can even try that without me hurting him, we still have a while to go, the black hedgehog reminded himself. Sonic was also beginning to recover from his current assault, the pink in his cheeks remaining, but emerald eyes already able to focus on Shadow again. The twitching of the blue hero's hips and slight moans were still an indicator that the sensations of the intruder now moving in and out of him in a pumping motion were far from lost on the younger hedgehog...

"Getting comfortable?" Shadow asked with an intentional smirk that he knew usually ticked the other off, getting a half-serious glower for his efforts, even as the collared hero obviously had to try hard to control his voice when he tried to reply...

"You know, if I had my damn hands free-"

"Tough," Shadow cut him off without pity. "Hate to have to break it to you, but you are supposed to be helpless, here. And that means I can use my hands to go everywhere else..." he trailed off, his free hand intentionally sliding lower on Sonic's belly until it gave a rough rub in an area that made the other gasp again, but in a definitely more excited way. And who knew, the black hedgehog was already sure he could feel a growing bump similar to his own there...

"Don't...stop..." Sonic managed, giving a small buck with his hip against Shadow's hand but obviously reluctant to move too much as long as he was still mounted on that other digit. "More..." The insides of Sonic's thighs were pressing against Shadow's sides, the powerful limbs warm and wrapping around him as the blue hedgehog was worked deeper into.

"Everything comes at a price, Sonic," Shadow informed him casually. "Think you've got room for two in there?"

"Wha – wait!" Sonic's eyes had grown wide at this new information, but by then it was already too late, and he could feel a second finger pushed inside himself, and this time sensitive muscles felt torn into, being forced to expand much too quickly. The blue hedgehog's features immediately contorted, wincing.

"Ah! Shadow, stop!"

"Sonic?" The black hedgehog had indeed ceased any motion as soon as Sonic had called out, even dropping his teasing as he recognized for the first time some signals of pain in the other's voice.

"Are you alright?"

"Been...better..." the blue hero managed, still very aware of the painful stretching going on below. The first initial sting was over, but already he could tell this wasn't going to go well if Shadow tried to push deeper, or add a third finger, or...well...

"Pull out," Sonic said, "I just remembered something."

"What?" Shadow asked, already feeling rather disappointed if Sonic didn't want to continue this, but then, fortunately, the blue hedgehog just grinned at him.

"Silver gave me something that should make this easier. It's in my head quills somewhere, see if you can find it. With your other hand."

The black hedgehog nodded and did as he was told, even if seemingly consternated. Sonic sucked air through his teeth as he could feel the intruding digits leaving his body, suddenly feeling oddly empty and yearning to be filled again, even if the initial sensation had been painful...

Is that how Manic feels? He briefly wondered, but then could only inwardly shake his head. Shadow was once again being more than gentle (if teasing worse than Sonic) to him, and he could hardly imagine doing anything other than pleading and arching in pain if this was Scourge taking him for the first time.

Now his own supposed Master was reaching around him, and Sonic could feel his quills being parted as a gloved hand dug through the tangle of blue spines, fortunately used to the task by now, so no blood was spilled. Shadow frowned as he had to grope blindly, Sonic forced with his back against the wall, but it didn't take long for questing artificially engineered fingers to finally close around a small, solid object.

"Got it," Shadow announced, pulling it to the fore. "Now what...oh."

"Yeah, my reaction too," Sonic said, giving a sort of lop-sided grin. "Still, after having you inside there without that stuff, I think we should give it a go..."

"Your call," Shadow admitted, eyeing the gel-like substance inside the jar a bit suspiciously. "The only thing that worries me is what kind of dimension this has to be for them to invent something like this four centuries early."

"The sensible kind, obviously," Sonic replied curtly. "And now would you please get a move on? I mean, you know that, like, a dozen people have tried to jump me in under a week, so you'd think that the one guy that actually gets permission would be a bit more thrilled about the prospect," he said, poking his tongue out as Shadow's eyes snapped up, the black hedgehog once more well aware that he was being taunted.

You have to hand it to the faker, no matter what you do to him, he never stays under for long...

"Getting cocky again, are we?" the Ultimate Lifeform growled, briefly straddling the tied up hedgehog akin a feral lion, digging his fingers into the peach-furred chest instead as he beared down upon him. Emerald eyes held his gaze fast, their gleam telling Shadow that the collared hero knew his ego was possibly writing cheques his self-control wasn't able to cash at the moment, but also that the Sonic was by now aroused enough to be past caring.

"Just telling you that I generally prefer action to talking, if you catch my drift," the blue hedgehog provoked him with a taunting grin, even if Sonic himself was rather nervous again (but was damned if he let it show) as he could now see the other unscrewing the jar and dipping his fingers in the substance, the medieval jelly (chaos knew how they had produced that stuff) coating the black fingers liberally. Next, Shadow's other hand was already spreading his knees apart that Sonic had drawn up during their brief pause and the collared hero had to suppress a swallow as he knew that that once again let his more vulnerable parts be fully accessible to his supposed Master and couldn't help but wonder whether Shadow let him intentionally feel this way. But it let Sonic's heart beat faster and got the adrenaline flowing he loved so much...Shadow pressed him down again, his greater mass weighing the slender blue hedgehog down with just the force of his hand against Sonic's chest.

The Ultimate Lifeform leaned down close to Sonic's ear, "I can 'catch' you any time you want, Faker," Shadow's low voice purred, making goosebumps dance down Sonic's body underneath his fur,"or any way you want."

Sonic couldn't quite bite back the choked moan those words tore from his throat, some far removed part of his mind wondering where the hell the other had learned to talk dirty this way, even as he saw Shadow's eyes sparkle with mischief and something far more sultry.

And then he two fingers slid once more inside him without warning and this time, they were cold.

xxx

Tails frowned. "Did you also just hear Sonic yell 'Sweet mother of Chaos!'?" he asked, glancing nervously upwards at the guest room of his house where they had relocated the two hedgehogs to after their return from the police station.

Knuckles raised an eye ridge. "Me? No. But if he did - even if that actually would have sounded a lot more like him than all that grovelling he's been doing during the last week – I do not want to know what they're doing now."

To be continued...

Gah. Another insane mammoth of a chapter done even if I'm currently neck-deep in exams and shouldn't even be *doing* this. Then again, this night was ruined when I found an awesome House M.D./Detective Conan crossover (it worked!) and had to read to the very end, anyway. :P Also *puts hands on hips* I have noticed a serious lack of concern for Sonic and Shadow at the end of last chapter! XD Don't make me prove that I'm an author capable of character death. :P

Huge thanks this chapter goes to Skyblaze this time, who has *the* most amazing writing talents, I might add, and without whom the lemon this chapter would probably reduced to 'They bonked', and then bad puns. Bug her to update her sonadow stories. Seriously. :P

Hope you all liked and please review - pr0n will resume at beginning of next chapter, if so desired^^°. Applause, please, for the most fitting setting for an eventual M-scene in this fic I could think of. XD (And the title - I puzzled for ages, but then this one just seemed to fit! :D)