Shadow closed the door behind him as I got up from my lying down position and sat on the edge of the bed to give him some space. He sat down next to me. Close A bit too close. “What's up?” I asked him. He looked straight at me, his eyes locking on with me. “I just wanted to say I’m sorry.” “What?” I asked, confused. “About the ‘social anxiety thing’. I was just trying to make a joke but it went in the wrong direction… you're getting a lot better now and that was just a sick joke.” He apologized. Wow. I never thought he would be the one to apologize. It always used to be me… “Wow… thanks.” I felt pressured by the genuine look in his eyes and laid back down on my pillow to get some space. He leaned closer, almost on top of me. “Sonic… I…” He started to say and his gaze drifted to my bad choice of a shirt. I didn’t reply as he started to stare at my exposed collarbones. “What’s this?” Shadow pointed underneath my collarbone. I adjusted my gaze to where, surprisingly, his ungloved hand was pointing. My heart screamed at the electric touch. I moved my gaze to where he pointed. It was a tattoo I had, “shameless.” I almost forgot about it. It was just a dare… a fling from a couple years ago with him…one of the best nights I had… “Do you not recognize your handwriting?” I asked. Shadow’s eyes widened as he remembered that wonderful night, permanent marker and a lot of love… “You had it tattooed?” He asked, his voice soft. “Why not? I have no shame.” Shadow’s gaze dropped down to see points of the beginning of a long pink-ish red-ish thick line. Curious, he adjusted his hands on my shoulders and pulled down my pink crop-top down lower. I was too late to object, his eyes widened as he saw long scars starting from that tattoo up until the end of my ribs and a little further. His eyes dilated smaller a little, and looked back up at me, his voice low. “I didn’t know you went through with it.” I let out a chuckle. “Didn’t you notice?” I asked. “You used to stare there all the time.” Shadow’s face reddened at the remark. “Bad habits die hard.” Was all he said. His gaze rose up to my face, his eyes locking with mine. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against mine. My face reddened at the brush, but I was just so done. Screw it. I thought. Just screw it. I’m so touch starved. I just need to be fed… Before I could tell myself not to, I parted my lips a little to see if he would take the opportunity. Oh yes he did. Just like a venus flytrap, he immediately took the opportunity to capture his prey. God damn it. I’m the freaking fly. I thought as his lips lined up perfectly with mine. He pulled my shirt up and put pressure on my shoulders to make sure I wouldn’t push him away. He then transitioned the pressure to his elbows as he cupped my face as he kissed me. I mentally rolled my eyes, since I didn’t want to look like I was staring at him like a creep. I was expecting the kiss to be rough and quick, like he always used to do. He was always in a rush. But now? Heh. It was like kissing someone completely different. It was long and smooth and passionate. As if he were promising me something… Like what? I wondered, but many thoughts immediately popped into my head, but I pushed them aside. How do hedgehogs kiss? Very, very slowly. A few minutes later he pulled away, staring at me. I stared at him too, awkwardly. Did he have no shame? Suddenly, a familiar movement caught my attention. His ears were twitching a little. But then those twitches became little flops and Shadow’s face turned tomato red. His hands immediately escaped from my cheeks to his ears, rubbing them hard and violently. His ears always used to twitch or flop whenever he was embarrassed or flattered. They always flopped whenever he was with me… I cracked a smile to reassure him, and because of his efforts to calm his ears. “C’mere.” I said, and made little grabby-hands. Shadow turned around and laid his head on my stomach as I gently moved his hands away from his ears and rubbed them for him. I rubbed them slowly, making little circles with my thumb and massaged the rest with my other fingers. He let out a sigh of relief and content. “This is nice.” He said in a low tone. Shoot. He was about to fall asleep on me. I forgot whenever I massaged his ears he would immediately fall asleep. But I didn’t tell him to go. Not just yet. “Yeah.” I conceded. “This is nice.” GAYYYYYYY damn this chapter was HELLA LONG TVT
