BPB Semi-Canon
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Shadow feels cold, and unsteady, and he balances for a fight, and Sonic mockingly coos, "C'mon now, Shadow. I'm Super, what's a little Chaos Spear gonna do?"
Shadow fires one anyway, watches it fizzle out on Sonic's chest, his expression bored, dismissive. No, worse, Sonic looks amused. "S'just Chaos energy, I'm practically made of the stuff right now. Just charges me up. Like a battery." Sonic's eyes, red, land on Shadow's wrists, his inhibitor rings, and he looks hungry. Sonic says, slow, "You should take those off."
Shadow tenses, "That's a terrible idea, we'll level the country."
"Aw, I can take it, I'd stop you."
Sonic's hand curls around Shadow's wrist, and Shadow makes a panicked sound, curls his paw over Sonic's, inhibitor ring captured between them, and Sonic laughs, "Hey," he leans in, close, too close, "How's about a game?"
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- Part 1 of BPB Semi-Canon
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Shadow looks absurdly cute, perched on the duck plush on the couch.
He's just so little- he had fit so perfectly in Sonic's paw, Sonic just- wanted to scoop him up again, hold him, squeeze him jussst a little- Shadow had squeaked so cutely.
Sonic has no idea what's happening in the movie he put on, anymore.
Too focused on Shadow's extra small ears, twitching and slowly pinning the longer Sonic stared- he watches, curiously, as Shadow flushes darker, and darker, curled small on the couch beside him.
He was just so- holdable. So perfectly shaped for grabbing. He could pin him down so easily and- he'd never have to stop making Shadow cum, Sonic was so much bigger, so much stronger, now that Shadow was so little.
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- Part 12 of Boot Print Bruise
- Part 2 of BPB Semi-Canon
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Shadow is regretting giving Sonic a key to his apartment, because, curled up on the couch in layers and blankets, Shadow listens to Sonic's muffled greeting from behind the door, and watches his deadbolt unlock, almost in slow motion, almost enough time, even, for Shadow to bury his head under the blankets and pretend no one is home.
Too late.
Sonic shoves the door open- he's grinning, bright and happy and blue, and Shadow fucking hates him.
Shadow beans him in the face with a throw pillow.
Sonic splutters, "Hey!" He clings to the pillow, softly flushed and flustered, frowning, "What was that for? I haven't seen you in ages, and the first thing you do is- okay, actually, throwing somethin' at me is pretty normal, I guess."
Sonic kicks off his shoes, huffing and muttering, shutting the door and locking it, still fucking talking- "Rouge said I should come see you, said you'd love to see me- which is pretty standard, anyway, but she made it seem urgent or somethin', so, here I am."
Sonic turns away from the door, and does a silly pose.
Shadow might be more in the mood for his antics if he wasn't so annoyed. "Rouge was wrong. Fuck off."
Series
- Part 13 of Boot Print Bruise
- Part 3 of BPB Semi-Canon