Current obsession: Sukuna & Gojo (JJK). List of obsessions Iāve had but never truly go away: Optimus Prime. Joker. Mandalorian. Deadpool. Art the Clown. Venom. Michael Myers. Chucky. Jason Voorhees. Ultron. Shadow the Hedgehog. Knuckles the Echidna. Vigilante. Miles Quaritch (recom). Dr. Robby from the Pitt.
Loved your Shadow x F!human reader! Would absolutely love some Knuckles x F!human reader as well š¤š¤ also more of that Shadow smut would be great too š
"Beautiful Soul"
"Am I crazy for wanting you?
Maybe do you think you could want me too?"
Knuckles x F!Human!Reader
Word Count: 437
Warnings: Fluff, Knuckles being oblivious about his feelings, you're a flirt, sonic is his personal hypeman
Desc: Knuckles was brought up as a warrior. His life was practically just him training and being the best soldier there was. Romance was very new to him, especially when he couldn't seem to figure out why his heart was beating so fast whenever you walked into the room.
Notes will be at the end!
REQUEST INFO HERE!!
*Requests for the SCU are closed!*
"Dude, are you even listening to me?"
Sonic panned his gaze over to where Knuckles was noe fixated on, seeing you laughing at something Maddie had said, eyes sparkling under the LED kitchen lights, hands fiddling idly with the straw to your drink. You were a friend of the Wachowskis, helping them in their little adventures to save mankind and surprisingly smart with your strategies, planning, and creating the best outcome for them. Your athleticism was admirable, lifting weights, going on runs each evening, and sticking to a routine that helped you stay muscled should another robotic army attack.
Despite the need to stay fit, you carried an aura of delicateness and soft spoken words. You still dressed up in frilly dresses, applied light makeup, and styled your hair in cute ways to match your outfit that day. It wasn't a surprise to Sonic and Tails that their brute of a friend had taken a liking to you.
Even if your presence had cut into some much needed guy time which was just an excuse to gossip about the latest Green Hills scandals.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Sonic pushed, seeing Knuckles whip around to stare at the hedgehog in confusion.
"Ask her out? Is that a term for taking her outside? Why would I do that?"
Sonic facepalmed, the smack resonating within the suburban home. Tails just chuckled at Knuckles cluelessness, explaining in a way that the warrior would understand, "Court her. She's a nice person and I'm sure you feel the same way, yeah? Wouldn't hurt to see if she'd accept."
The echidna blushed furiously, turning away from the two. Court her? He wasn't used to such concepts, having never felt what his body went through during her time in the house. That feeling of knots in his stomach, heart pounding fast, and palms beginning to sweat had him thinking he was sick. He never got a direct answer from Sonic when he asked him about it. The hedgehog just cackled.
Knuckles cleared his throat, "I appreciate the advice, fox. Perhaps I'll set up a date in the near future for such a task."
And in that moment, you turned anc caught the amethyst gaze of the flustered echidna, grinning with joy and sending a small wink his way. That dress you wore was flattering to your figure, showing off the cleavage of your chest and the skirt stopping just below mid-thigh.
"Tomorrow. I'll ask her tomorrow."
Sonic cheered, fist pumping the air. Tails smiled, knowing that tonight would have the three of them sprawled across the living room with romcoms playing until sunrise.
I really debated on having them get together but...Knuckles gives off the vibe of slow and loving. He'd pour his entire heart out to you when the time came to make it official. The early stages with him would be thought out, calculated, and full of hesitance on his side. Can't rush perfection;)
Thank you again for doing my request! So cute ššš Knuckles would absolutely turn to jello seeing his crush in a figure flattering dress šš
āYouāre such a fucking little slut.ā Shadow growled as he wiggled his index finger into your cunt. āWaiting for me to touch you after finishing that faker off.ā Shadowās gloves were still dirty from the fight with Sonic but for you, it didnāt matter. This is where you wanted him the most. Filthy, raw, and a little fucking cruel.
āSonic could never have pussy this good.ā Shadow hunched his finger into your cervix, making you moan. āFuckā¦ Shadowā ohhhh.ā You felt the tightness in your folds as they started to dampen. His finger, digging in deeper, had you pulling on to the fur of his shoulder. āYouāre looking a little uneasy there huh?ā Shadow teased. His eyes, narrowing, and watching you unravel in front of him as he smirked sinfully.
A pleading moan fell from your lips again, desperately wanting more of his width inside you. Shadowās lips then brushed against your ear as he growled, āYouāre my little slut. Thatās right.ā He inserted another finger inside, hooking both onto your folds. The leather of his glove stimulated your clit as he circled his fingers thoroughly. The grain, tickling every nerve in your sensitive cunt. Shadowās hot breath then caressed your neck, āYour little pussy can only be touched by me. You understand?ā The roughness in his voice, sending you over the edge. āOnly you, Shadow. Only you.ā
In one pulsating move, you squirted. Shadow slid his drenched fingers out from your silky cunt. Clear, creamy fluid poured down your thighs. āSo much fucking cum. Look how damn wet I made you.ā You took in a breath as you watched your cunt pulsate on his palm. His lips, trailing to yours, as he flicked his thumb against your clit. āAw are you ashamed? I didnāt know a sweet girl like you can cum that hard. Youāre a disgusting little one arenāt you.ā Shadow licked his lips as he melted his mouth into yours, taking in your shaking breath into his.
āShadow pleaseā¦.ā Your trembling voice vibrated on his tongue. His smile, rubbed against your lips as he deepened the kiss. āMy fucking little slut.ā Shadow whispered as he manhandled you into the bed. His hands, massaging into the flesh of your thighs, as his lips engrossed yours.
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It was another night in the cold lab. When I entered the room, he was there, staring at the moon from the glass. His eyes crossed mine as I laid my hand against his tube. He then laid his on top of mine. This was our new normal. In this chilling laboratory, it was only us that kept the warmth.
āIām scared.ā I said as I pretended to caress his hand with the tips of my fingers.
āWeāve done this so many times in the last few months. But every time I let you out, I feel on edge.ā
Shadow, didnāt say a word. Instead, he kept his eyes locked on me.
With a deep breath, I took a step towards the keypad of the incubator. Laying my hand gently on the buttons. My fingertips, feeling the brail lettering as it triggered my nerves.
Then, I pressed in the password.
10 digits. That unlocked him, from his prison.
As the glass shield lifted up, Shadow began walking towards the window. I followed him. My hands were shaking.
āWhy is he silent?ā I thought.
Did I say something wrong to him? Is he okay?
I laid my hand on his shoulder for reassurance. The tender fur brushed on my fingertips. Shadowās eyes were fixated on the moon, until, they shifted to the ground.
His voice, finally, spoke,
āIf only they knew. Whatās happening between us. The things that we have done here. The things that, only people of your kind can do with one another. But between us, itāsā¦ā Shadow sighed.
His eyes then closed as he took a breath in. His fingers, beginning to fidget with the red cuffs of his gloves.
My heart sank. I knew what he meant. We both knew that the feelings between each other were wrong. Something in this world, in this lifetime, that is looked down upon. Two species that were different. That wanted each other.
That were truly, in love with each other.
Behind a glass tube, that stood over 12 foot 2, was where he was kept. My colleagues, warning me, that he was a threat. That he could possibly destroy the earth. That he was so powerful. And so dangerous.
A black hedgehog. Mixed with alien DNA. With red oval eyes, streaks, and quills that were tilted upwards.
A peculiar thing he was when I first saw him. With those wires, stuck to his bloodstream. I felt sorry for him.
āShadowā¦ is that your name?ā
I asked him the first time we spoke. Unenthusiastically, he replied,
āā¦.what do you expect my name to be?ā
He wasā¦
very distant.
But then, weeks later, our connection grew. And that distance between us, started to dissipate. We spoke night after night, with the glass separating us. Things that were only secret to us.
āYou know, youāre the only human here that I findā¦ tolerable.ā
āReally?ā
āā¦..yes.ā
Iāll never forget the night I opened up his glass case. I was able to remember the password to the incubator by my colleague during one of his health checks. A 10 digit code that I wrote in the palm of my hand.
And that same night, I released him from the case.
Feeling his fur for the first time, was like touching an angel.
āYour fur. It feels like velvet.ā
Feeling each other, it was soā¦ foreign.
āI never realized how small your hands are.ā
Shadow holding my hand for the very first time was like touching something so ethereal. So otherworldly. So godly. And he was exactly that.
When we finally embraced each other, there was so much darkness. A kind of pain that I couldnāt understand.
āI havenāt beenā¦ā¦ touched like this, in a veryā¦. very long time.ā Shadow confessed.
āWhen was the last time someone hugged you?ā I asked.
He closed his eyes.
āā¦ā¦..decades ago.ā
Shadow took my hand and raised it to his cheek.
āā¦ā¦.hug me again.ā
And then, that same night, our lips finally touched.
āā¦.soft.ā Shadow whispered as he parted his lips against mine. His fingers, gently caressing the side of my waist.
Looking deep into those crimson eyes, I never knew what falling in love felt like. Until, when my eyes met his.
āā¦.promise meā¦.ā Shadowās lips were against mine.
āā¦.to not tellā¦.. anyone.ā
āā¦.our secretā¦.ā I mouthed.
āā¦.our freedomā¦.ā His lips, melted into mine.
Shadow and I became something more than anything we could ever imagine. It was a bond. A bond stronger than any vein in the body. And no person, no amount of hate, could amputate us apart.
Humanity. Keeping me away from someone so pure. So different. And so beautiful. He was like an apple in the Garden of Eden. But instead, he was kept in a glass case.
It was in that moment, I couldnāt lay my eyes on another human being the same way ever again.
Shadow ruined me. Not just for other men, but for love. He became the only person, the only being, the only entity I wanted to be with. And it was then I truly could not let him stay behind the glass any longer.
Our bodies, both different, but craved the same desire. To merge.
It happened nearly every night. I risked my safety and my reputation to see him. We were each otherās secret. My heart belonged to a being that wasnāt human. But he felt like one. He was an alien. An alien that felt more human, than any human on earth.
If only they knew. How many nights we dreamt of being in each otherās arms. Embracing each other, feeling the differences of our bodies against each other. If only they knew, what we did in that lab nearly every night while they were asleep.
He got to feel how my skin felt against his warm fur. The way how large his hands were on my waist. Our arms locked around each other. And the feeling of our mouths savoring every second, with the fear, of someone finding us.
āIād rather be with you than any human on this planet.ā
I remember whispering to him. He let out a deep exhale and took in those words as a promise, as a devotion.
And it was the truth.
He kept a long distaste for humanity. And I understood why. But for me, he saw something that was rare. But also familiar. While distant to many, his loyalty to me was sacred. And he never dared to break it.
āLong ago, my will to live was stolen from me. But you, you made me feelā¦.. alive again.ā
I wanted the touch of his fur more than any human skin. I wanted the softness of his kiss more than any humanās lips. I wanted the sharpness of his quills more than any human hair.
āI donāt want anybodyās hands but yours.ā
His hands were warmer than any touch. Warmer than any heat that my body has ever experienced. The way his hands were over 3 times the size of mine. The texture of his white leather gloves, as I caressed every grain. And contrasting the coolness of his inhibitor rings.
He was more beautiful, than any human I have ever laid my eyes on.
It was so forbidden. So wrong to love him.
āIt feels so wrong to love youā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦but I justā¦..ā
Shadow pulled me into his arms.
āā¦ā¦.I knowā¦ā
But in those crimson eyesā¦ it was all I ever wanted.
It was so wrong.
But it felt so right.
āShadowā¦ā His name escaping my lips.
Even his name, sent a shiver down my spine.
āYes?ā He looked at me with those eyes. Half opened. Taking my hand in his and reaching for my waist. Towering me. My hand then touched his chest as I massaged my fingers into his white fur.
āWhat would you doā¦ if they found out. If they tried to harm me?ā
The question sank into his chest. The thought triggered him for a brief moment. The feeling of him losing me. There was nothing more haunting, than reliving the loss of someone he loved, trusted, and cared for once again.
He cupped my face into his palm and moved even closer to me. His mouth reached to my ear and whispered, āYou know I would protect you.ā
My Shadow. Kept me safe in my darkest of moments. He was always there to hold me, to bandage me, to make sure I was safe. And no human on this earth ever did.
A danger to the earth.
Never. He could never.
A princess, I felt in those hands.
And he was my prince.
My protector.
My forbidden lover.
āYouāre so beautiful. The earth doesnāt deserve someone as beautiful as you.ā Shadow cupped my face as I leaned into his touch.
Every flaw that every human man saw in me on this planet, he loved. I was a masterpiece in his eyes. An exotic flower waiting to be picked from a garden. A star shining brighter than any light in the sky.
And he was always beside me. Like a shadow.
The coldness of earth. The cruelty. He understood more than I ever could. Even when he appeared distant, unemotional, and completely detached, there was warmth. In those oval crimson eyes, I felt it. That tenderness. I only saw it, when we were alone.
āShadow, why are you like this only with me?ā
āItās because I trust you. And I rarely trust anyone.ā
He never dared to raise his voice at me. Or judge me. He accepted my flaws, as much as I accepted his.
āYouāre like me. In a lot of waysā¦ā
As he laid a kiss on me one last time. His eyes sank in with an inch of fear.
āBefore they find us, lock me back in.ā Shadow whispered. I then held on to his hand tightly. Massaging the leather of his white glove. To remember, what he felt like, before leaving.
I was unable to let him go.
āShadow, I-I canāt.ā I whispered. Cupping my face, he leaned in closer, our mouths, inches apart once again.
āYou have toā¦ I donāt want to lose you.
Like I lost-ā
There was a moment of silence.
āā¦.ā
āā¦..ā
āā¦.ā¦..Ma-.ā
His face sank into my shoulder. Kneeling to the ground, his nose rubbed against me. With his arms, wrapped around my waist.
My voice cracked suddenly as I whispered to him,
āI would die for you. In this moment. In any moment, I would die for you. I would die for our love. As long as I have your hand in mine, my lips against yours, I would take a bulletā¦ to be with you.ā
Shadow, lifting himself from my shoulder, feeling his weight raise from me, his eyes, for the very first time, watered.
The first tear fell from his muzzle. I then took my finger and tried to wipe it away, until, he stopped me.
He took my hand.
āI-ā Shadow paused.
I didnāt respond. My eyes, lingering to his.
He leaned in closer to me. His lips brushing mine.
āā¦ā¦ā¦ā
āā¦ā¦.ā
āā¦.ā
Never, could I even imagine, the vulnerability of Shadowās own words could pierce through me, when he finally said:
āIā¦ā¦.. I love you.ā
The vibration of his voice, his words, of complete devotion. I felt it. On my lips. Every frequency, every momentum, every beat of emotion that he had in his heart.
He loved me.
He truly loved me.
Shadowās lips, then fell into mine.
And we stayed there. Like if we werenāt on earth, imagining like it was far behind us, in the distance of space, and we, were on another planet, on another wavelength, as we expressed the love, that no human, could ever, understand.
Once I closed the lab door, I touched my lips. Feeling the last few seconds of his mouth against mine before drifting away.
And he did the same.
My heart sank, whispering to myself, with tears in my eyes,
āā¦ā¦ Shaā¦ā
Weeping.
āā¦dowā¦ā
His name, cracking through my vocal cords. His name breaking apart, in the same way, how deeply I wanted to break the glass case.
As I rushed to the next door, with my footsteps clashing against the metal floors, I collapsed. My hand, so weak and damp from my tears as I held on to the wall.
Oh I loved him.
I loved him.
I loved him.
Staring into the moon, Shadow became detached once again. Missing my presence, my touch, my voice, everything.
We were both separated by the glass. The walls. The norms that we couldnāt control.
The hot breeze followed us as we headed towards Eggmanās Base. The ride, was endless. Ancient pyramids and scenic destructions were in the constant view of my eye. But now, nearing to midnight, all I could see was the ground beneath my feet, and Shadowās headlights from his motorcycle. The terrain of the sand, was brushed with a champagne cast, and the moon, was at its fullest. With a navy sky, and a golden ground, the air smelled like fresh heat.
A gush of wind fled as Shadowās motorcycle rushed through into the pharaonic landscape. My sundress was draped over the back of the seat, flowing rapidly. With sandy particles, dusting my skin.
āAre we close?ā I asked, adjusting my helmet. Shadow, gripping on to the handles, āSoon.ā
Doctor Eggman ordered Shadow for an operation. A meeting of sorts. For weeks, Shadow didnāt have the time to spend a night out with me. A schedule, he was barely finished with, took his time. And tonight, he invited me to come with him.
āWhat the hell does this old man want anyway? We could be having drinks at Rougeās club right now. But no, you had to cancel.ā I blurted.
āMy priorities come first.ā Shadowās tone was stern.
Rolling my eyes, I sighed. I then caught him watching my reaction from the rear view mirror. Looking away, he then suggested, āWe can go next week.ā
āWill you be done with your schedule? Itās been 3 fucking weeks. You owe me a drink. 3 of them.ā I snarked.
There was silence.
But what Shadow didnāt know, was that I had an operation of my own.
Minutes later, a triangular figure was seen in the far distance. The moon illuminated it, like a diamond. āWeāre here.ā Shadow sighed. His motorcycle then speeded up, as the sand trailed behind us. He circled to the back of the base. The pyramid, was significantly high from my view.
A golden, stature that looked over a million years old was standing before us as we parked in the back. Shadow, as he was stepping off his bike, demanded, āDonāt ask the Doctor any salacious questions. Do you remember last time?ā
His eyes shifted towards me. Shadowās orbs reflected a piercing glare from his headlights.
Oh now he opens his fucking mouth.
āWhat fucking salacious questions are you talking about?ā I asked.
A sigh fell from Shadowās mouth. Shutting his eyes for a brief moment. āForget it.ā He muttered.
Fidgeting with the red cuffs of his gloves, Shadow waited for me. I climbed off the bike until a tugging sensation from my waist struck me. My thong strap, was hooked over the handle.
Perfect.
Shadow, turning his head, noticed the bright red band over the bar. With no response, his eyes narrowed, glued to my thong, stuck on his bike. Taking his finger, he slid it between the fabric and the metal bar. As I fiddled with the strap, Shadow then grabbed me by my dress and shoved me against the concrete wall of the pyramid, clutching my thong strap, in his grip.
āWeāre going to see the Doctor and you fucking decide to wear this?ā
āYeah. Does that bother you?ā I teased.
āDo you know how fucking insane that drives me?ā
āI knowā¦ Thatās why I wore it.ā
He twirled the strap around his finger. Tightly.
āTesting me.ā Shadow whispered.
I licked my lips.
āWhat are you gonna do? Fuck me on your motorcycle?ā I mouthed.
Shadow raised his brow.
Gritting his teeth, Shadowās hand was inches away from grabbing my ass cheek. The intensity of his eyes drew me in closer to him. Looking deep into those scarlet irises, I whispered āAll that angerā¦ā He scoffed. Suddenly, Shadow leaned into my neck. His lips, pressing onto my skin, as he marked light kisses against it. A trail down to my collarbone was where his lips slid next. The feeling of his hot breath merging with the desert heat made my cunt hitch up. His voice, lower in his normal pitch, then whispered, āAnd you like it when I fuck you with it.ā Shadow then pulled me by my thong and slammed me right on the seat of his motorcycle.
āSo aggressive.ā I said as I felt my stomach crushing against the leather seat. As I was lying, Shadowās hand gently caressed my bare ass. Twirling the thong strap even tighter. āYou want me to be aggressive?ā He said dangerously. āIāll show you aggressive.ā His face leaned into my lower back. Without any hesitation, Shadow then ripped my thong with incredible force in his palm. Sliding the fabric against my cunt, back and forth, until he threw it into the sandy abyss. He gave my cheek a little pinch. I yelped. āAll that angerā¦ā mocking me as he spanked my ass. The grain from his leather glove left a mark. The slap vibrated the bike as I held on tightly to the edge of the seat. āThe audacity to wear a thong with me to see the Doctor.ā Shadow spanked me again. āDo you have any respect?ā He spanked me again much harder. My face flushed beet red as he scolded me.
Shadow then took his hand from my ass and with his thumb, caressed my nub. The coolness of his gloved thumb against my clit made me sigh.
āMmmā¦ā
āYou like that huh?ā
āā¦.yes.ā
He rubbed his thumb against my nub again. But this time, with more speed.
āā¦..like that?ā Shadow purred.
I moaned from his touch.
The droplets of my wetness soaked into his gloved finger. Using his thumb and middle finger, he tested the consistency and texture of my moisture. Then, in one swipe, Shadow licked his glove. A devilish smirk grew on his muzzle. Lowering himself, he leaned his face into my behind. The top of Shadowās nose, rubbed against my clit, as he adjusted himself. His hot breath, breezed into my cunt, āI havenāt had a good meal since working all week.ā Shadow flicked my clit with his finger.
Fuck heās going to eat me out.
āWill you provide me something delicious?ā Shadow asked. His lips, barely touching my cunt as his eyes narrowed. āMhmā. I mumbled. My mouth, squeezing against the rim of the seat. Shadow grinned. āNow, drip for me.ā
With one flick, Shadowās tongue whisked against my nub. A sharp sweep of his hot tongue made me almost fall off the bike. Then, he did it again. Shadow held my thighs, making sure I didnāt fall any further. He adjusted his mouth closer to my cunt. His soft lips were moving into my folds. The sucking sensation from Shadowās mouth, vibrating into my cunt, made me moan.
His lips felt so fucking good inside me.
āShadowāohhh.ā The moisture from my folds began to spread. His saliva, making my cunt even wetter. āSo damn wet for me.ā His voice, muffling. Shadowās tongue, was like a serpent.
Slow, passionate, and riding in every direction.
His fingers slid down my thighs, back and forth, as he moaned into my cunt. Flicking his tongue again, āFuckā¦ you taste like silk in my mouth.ā I rolled my eyes back from his words. A light pull from my nub rocked me from the seat. Shadowās fangs, were tugging my clit. I gasped as I held on the handle bar for support. Shadow hissed.
He had me at the tip of his tongue.
It was then, I felt my entrance cream into his mouth. Shadow, releasing his fangs from my clit, sucked my nectar off. His lips, were covered in the residue. Licking it off, like a 5 star platter.
My cunt was mixed with Shadowās saliva and my cum. The thought, the feeling, made me want to release myself again. With one wipe, Shadow slipped his gloved fingers across his lips. My cum, drenched in his glove. It was of a milky consistency that glistened like an angelās tear. āSo good you fucking taste.ā Shadow said as he pressed his finger against his tongue. Savoring the delicacy from my cunt.
Raising himself from his knees, Shadow stood tall behind my exposed backside. His hand, ghosted his way to my mouth. The scent of my cunt mixed with the leather of his glove made my eyes roll back. Shadow pressed his hand closer to my nose. Making me inhale it, like oxygen. āTaste yourself.ā He ordered. In one lick, my tongue slid against the glove.
Salty. Sweet. It was indescribable.
He moved his thumb to my lips, begging it to go into my mouth. āBite.ā Shadow demanded. I then swiped my tongue on the tip of his gloved thumb. Tasting the texture.
Raw leather with pebbled grain.
Shadow pushed his thumb deeper into my mouth for further entrance. I bit his thumb. āSuck.ā He demanded. His thumb, was like his cock. Large, thick and enough to make my vocal cords mewl for him. Gently, Shadow then stroked his thumb into my mouth, as if he was practicing. I ran my tongue around the leather of the glove. Tasting the pebbled leather, and trying my hardest not to force my teeth into the fabric. āYou miss my cock huh?ā Shadow teased.
My tongue movements on his thumb were shameless. Mimicking the strokes of desire and need, Shadow knew I was craving him carnally.
Pulling his thumb from my mouth, my saliva slid from the fingertip of his thumb. A long, thin strip of my own thirst for him, was yanked from me.
In one hand, Shadow wrapped his fingers around my hair in a ponytail. His low, husky tone seduced my eardrums. He whispered, āNow, let daddy show you how to drive.ā And before even noticing, the graze of his finger, slid down my backside. A kiss, ghostly pressed on my spine, was where Shadow placed his lips at. His hot breath, tingled my skin as he purred, āBe good for daddy.ā
Unapologetically, Shadow spanked my ass. The cold touch from his gloved hand electrified me. I moaned in pleasure as the momentum of his palm scolded me. And using the same hand, he then reached for his cock. Massaging it, firmly, in his palm. The sound of his wetness, was audible.
Oh my god he was already wet for me.
Shadow extended his cock towards my cunt. I was full of anticipation for him to shove it inside me. I visualized the color of his shaft. Tanned skin with a pink brown tip and those luscious white pubes. My little hole, was begging for him. Moaning for him, to be inside her.
Then, I felt a slick sensation teasing my entrance. Shadowās tip, was caressing it. He was ready to take me in. Gliding his cock into my folds, he made the first push. The pressure, making me whimper. āDid you forget how fucking thick my cock was?ā Shadow growled, as his girth spaced his way into my cunt. An inaudible sound came from my throat. The depth of his cock was digging into me. From the reflection of the handlebars, I watched Shadow take me from behind.
His body, was framed like he was in battle. Strong, in control, and arched like a sculpture. It was that determination, that drive, that feral ability that I was missing from him for weeks. And now, I finally have him where I wanted him.
Slowly, Shadowās cock glided back and forth. With patience, his movements became easier for him to speed up his entrance. Shadowās friction, struck me with unimaginable arousal.
God his cock felt so good inside me.
He pushed into me further. Shadow groaned as he felt the tightness of my walls consuming him. āFuck.ā Shadow said under his breath. His hand slid through the strands of my hair. With full force, he grabbed my hair and thrusted in deeper. The intensity, making me gasp. His width, his length, filling me up. The fury in eyes were ignited by gasoline. Inflammable, and explosive.
He knew how to fuck.
āOh Shadow.ā I mewled.
āYou like it when daddy drives you huh?ā
Shadow rammed his cock ruthlessly into my little cunt. My hand, sliding off the handlebar and trying to contain my body from not falling off the bike.
Weeks without his cock, my cunt was emaciated. But his deep seated anger, and craving for it to be released, was even stronger.
Shadowās mouth hanged as he rocked his hips. One hand in my hair, and the other, holding the back wheel. His fingertips dug into the rubber as he thrusted forcefully into my folds. My moans, falling from my lips second by second. The handlebars fogged up by my sweat as I held on to them. Soon enough, Shadow pushed another passionate thrust into my aching cunt. Making my hands grip tighter to the metal bars.
The bulging sensation from the veins of his cock tore an orgasm inside of me. Like tendrils brushing through my petals.
Then, there was a tug at my dress. Shadow, gripping the fabric in a clutch, ripped it off without a word. His hand, moving towards the back of my neck, forcing me to flip over the seat. Bare and naked in front of him, the contrast in Shadowās eyes deepened. āNo fucking bra either.ā His lips grew into a smirk. Shadow, slowly slid his hand through my torso. His touch, unifying with the heat of the desert night. As his fingers reached to my breast, he flicked my nipple with his thumb. The cool leather, making it harden. A gasp, fell from my mouth. Shadow, lowering his face closer to my breasts, as I felt the tip of his nose brushing against me. His hot breath, whispering over my chest, like a foreign language. Those ravenous eyes, connected with mine, as he laid his lips over my nipple. Making me moan, from the pressure of his mouth. Teasingly, Shadowās tongue dragged softly against the tip. So slowly, and so intricately, I could feel the pattern of his tongue.
āI missed your body. Your sensitivity.ā Shadow confessed. My eyes, watching him rise up. His hands then moved to the sides of my waist. āHow good you feel.ā His palms, massaging into my flesh. āI missā¦ this.ā Long, fingers trailed up and down as I submitted into his touch. Our eyes didnāt break contact, until there was a push against the back of my thighs.
Shadow swung my legs over. āMy turn.ā He growled. Pushing me towards the handlebars, he sat on the seat. I then moved my body closer to him. Shadow positioned his back, as his quills rested on to the wheel. My body, was dripping in sweat from the heat. I waved my hand to my neck, trying to create some air. āItās so hot.ā I complained. It was then I remembered I brought a bottle of water in my purse. Next to the front wheel, was where it was sitting. Grabbing my bag, I reached for the bottle. And with no care, I threw my purse back to the ground.
The lid, while tight, was able to open. Quickly, I took in a sip. The water was lukewarm. When I took another sip, I glimpsed into the clear end of the bottle. Blurry but detectable, Shadowās eyes were following my movements. A sly smile grew on his muzzle as he admitted, āPour it.ā
I lowered the bottle to the space between my thighs. āWhat?ā I questioned. The corners of Shadowās eyes, spiked, āAll over your body.ā His demand, made my chest skip a beat. I took another swing of the water.
Then, I raised the bottle to my head, and then tilted it. The water poured from my hair, down to my chest, and in between my thighs. Shadow, was smiling proudly. When the last drip of water fell from the rim, I threw the empty plastic into the sand. Shadow took a good glimpse at my now drenched figure. My breasts, soaked in water, and droplets, dripping from my nipples. My hair, while matted, glistened with a shine from the headlights. And my body, was decorated in translucent crystals.
āGod youāre so fucking beautiful.ā Shadow said. His crimson eyes hungered for me. Those firey orbs enlightened the night, making the desert heat even more searing.
It was then I crawled on the top of Shadowās chest. His fingers ran through my wet hair as I broke the space between us. My lips, were inches away from touching his. Shadow, still having his hand in my hair, pulled me even closer to him.
āBe nasty for me.ā He whispered against my mouth.
With no hesitation, I pressed my lips against his. Shadowās mouth danced against mine as he held on to my waist. I took his lips into my mouth, dragging them with my teeth. His fingers, sliding up and down my sides like I was a map. āRide me.ā Shadow mouthed as he kissed me. With our eager lips devouring one another, I shifted my thighs closer to his groin. Shadow, breaking the kiss, adjusted his cock to enter me. The tip, grazed my cunt so delicately. āShadowā¦ā I moaned. Pushing his tip deeper into my cunt, he teased, āHow good can you take my cock while not falling off this seat?ā My cheeks, blushed like a fever.
A chuckle left his mouth as he smiled at my embarrassment. My teeth sank into my bottom lip as my legs rocked back and forth. Stabilizing myself to make sure I didnāt fall. My hips gave into the first thrust as I moved fluidly into his. Shadowās hands, holding on to them. My arousal stroke up as I tilted my head up to the night sky. The stars, watching us from the distance. Closing my eyes, I dragged my fingertips through Shadowās chest fur. My nerves, embracing every strand, as my cunt gripped his cock.
His chest fur felt like Egyptian cotton. Soft, luxurious, and exotic.
Shadowās hands slid throughly on my back. His fingers, caressing the curve, as he let me ride his cock with such liberty. I then took his hands, and intertwined my fingers with his. Molding ourselves together, like a tantra.
Arching his frame, Shadow then groaned against the back wheel. His quills, hanging over like spikes. āDonāt stop.ā He pleaded. My speed took a turn as I began to ride him impetuously. Shadow gripped tightly on my waist for stability. A choke, then came to my throat, as the wave of pleasure, washed inside me. I was very close.
āI want you to leave your cum stains on the seat.ā Shadow demanded.
A word couldnāt escape from my mouth. My orgasm was coming to its peak. Shadow slid his hands down to my ass and grabbed a handful. Massaging his palms into the flesh of my cheeks. He groaned one last time before cumming inside me. The rush of his orgasm shot through my walls. Then, I cried as I came on his seat.
Just like he demanded.
My liquids glistened on the leather cover. Shadow, pulling himself off the bike, slid his fingers through my hair and demanded, āLick it off.ā
I was disgusted at his demand but also aroused. Letting his most prized motorcycle to be used for his own sexual gratification?
It was on par for him.
āYouāre so fucking nasty, Shadow.ā I whispered into his mouth. Shadow then pulled my bottom lip with his teeth. My mouth, pleading to let go. āOn your knees.ā He whispered as he broke the kiss. Shadow stood behind me as I kneeled against the bike. Taking my tongue, I swiped the first streak of cum from the seat. The mixture, was of mine and his.
Musky. Salty. Leathery.
I scrunched in my nose as I licked the leather. The pebbled indentations, triggered my tongue.
āItās real leather. You know I donāt do faux.ā Shadow remarked.
I continued to taste our arousal on the seat. Like a kitten, I savored the flavor like a treat. And making sure no drop was left.
Within minutes, the seat was now covered in my saliva. And completely purified, from the foulness, that took place there. āYou wiped it clean. Good girl.ā Shadow pressed his lips against the nape of my neck. I returned a kiss to him as I tilted my head towards the end of his muzzle. Then, in his hand, he handed me the remains of my torn dress. As I started to put on the ripped fabric, I demanded, āYou owe me 3 drinks, a new thong, and a new dress.ā A smirk uplifted his face.
āYou think I wasnāt going to repay you for the work youāve done?ā Shadow teased as he laid a kiss on my forehead.
Searching through my purse, I looked for my hair tie. An elastic band, was hiding beneath my wallet. As I took the tie, I stretched it. Taking two parts of the torn dress, and wrapping around it. A bulbous piece, was sticking out from the side of my waist.
āI look like a mess.ā I sighed as we walked towards the tread of the base.
Movie Shadow x fem! Reader small smut piece! Minors plz run off elsewhere XD. Reader can be either a human, or a mobian!
"...you what?"
Your ebony lover gave you the most baffled and confused face you've ever seen him make, and God was it funny.
"Well...I just uh- have a hypothesis!" You giggled nervously. "If you use the chaos emeralds to change your form, surely you'll be able to thrust faster, right?"
"...You're so blunt sometimes." He shook his head with a chuckle, grabbing the emeralds from the secret box under the bed.
He held them tightly, and you watched in awe as his form changed from black into a bright gold.
He stretched, then he crawled on top of you, pushing you onto the bed.
"Well, let's see if your hypothesis is false or true."
You ripped off your soaked panties and threw them aside, and you wasted no time in spreading your legs for him.
This made him chuckle darkly. "Someone's eager to be pounded into oblivion, I see."
He carefully pushed his hard member into your pussy, groaning as he did so.
God you were so tight and warm, he wouldn't be able to hold back at this rate. But he couldn't risk hurting you either.
"S-shadow?" You whimpered, cupping his cheek in your hand. "I trust you. Go all out, make me feel good.."
No further instructions were needed beyond this point.
He started thrusting and pounding into your cunt while growling, even biting your neck and shoulders as he did so. He could feel how much faster and stronger his super form was now.
And so could you, and God was it amazing.
"OHH~! FASTER SHADS~! OH FUCK, FUUUCK~!!" You hugged him and clawed at his back, the pleasure was so overwhelming in the best way possible.
After a few more thrusts, he spilled his seed into your pussy, and you came not long after that.
"I'm surprised you're okay. I...think I may have gone a bit overboard.." he pointed to his neck and make a circular motion with his finger, hinting at how much he bit your neck.
But you just smiled with hazy eyes. "Well, it felt great, Shads. I think we should do this more often~"
"Oh, we aren't done quite yet, I'm afraid." He chuckled.
"...eh?"
"I've got lots of energy still. Energy that I'll gladly spend on you~"
"...hehe, I'm in danger-" not that you were gonna complain!
could i requeat a little one-shot where the reader has just been taken in by the wachowski's and then knuckles sees her for the first time and then just kinda short-circuits?? maybe sonic and the others can try and coach him through what he's feeling to try and help him flirt with the reader but he's just super awkward and weird lol
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ā Ėļ½”Glitched ā” āļ½”Ė
ā°āā¤ ..in which Knuckles falls for you at first sight
pairing: knuckles x fem!reader
warnings: none! pure fluff <3
wordcount: 1k
authorĀ“s note: ahh i rushed this a bit, but i really hope it still lands okay, anon </3 :(
sonic and knuckles sat pressed side by side on the couch, shoulders squared, eyes locked on the screen like it was a battlefield. the tv flickered with bright colors and chaosākarts flying down winding tracks, bombs bursting, banana peels spinning out across the asphalt. it was loud, messy, and far more personal than it had any right to be.
āeat my dust, echidna!ā sonic grinned, practically glowing with energy as he leaned hard into a turn.
knuckles didnāt flinch, his eyes locked on the screen. āI will defeat you. Iāve analyzed your patterns.ā
āyou said that five defeats ago.ā
āI am evolving.ā
āyou fell off the rainbow road four times.ā
..after another brutal lap of banana traps and backhanded banter, sonicās kart shot across the finish line in a blaze of glory. fireworks erupted on-screen and victory music blared like a fanfare at his coronation. knuckles froze for a moment. then, slowly, like a man accepting his doom, he let out a deep growl and dropped his controller onto the couch as if it had personally betrayed him.
sonic, meanwhile, leaned back with all the self-satisfaction of someone whoād just won an olympic gold medal instead of a cartoon race. āohhh, sweet, sweet victory,ā he sighed, clasping his hands behind his head. ātold ya, knux! challenging me is a rookie move. you know how it ends!"
knuckles didnāt answer. he was too busy staring into the middle distance like he was reevaluating every life choice that had led him here. but before the hedgehog could open his mouth to gloat, a new sound filtered in through the open window. a chorus of voices, drifting up from outside.
then came a voice neither of them recognized. yours. lighter than the others, curious, a little breathless, like you were still catching up with your surroundings. there was gratitude in your tone, quiet and genuine. āthanks for letting me stay. I really appreciate it! this is already more than I expected.ā
sonic tilted his head toward the door, ears twitching. āhuh? sounds like weāve got company.ā, but knuckles didnāt respond. he was still staring at the blank screen, the sting of defeat fresh in his chest. his pride was still nursing its wounds. heād trained for real combat, not whatever absurd chaos mario kart was, but even so, a loss was a loss. and losing to sonic, again, grated more than he cared to admit.
he sighed through his nose, low and bitter, then turned toward the door where sonicās attention had drifted. and then you stepped inside.
his breath caught. everything elseāthe loss, the game, even sonicāblurred into the background, like someone had dimmed the rest of the room and left only you in focus. you stepped in like you didnāt know the ground had just shifted. like you had no idea someoneās entire brain had just glitched at the sight of you.
knuckles stared, forgetting entirely why his fists had been clenched in frustration moments ago. who is she? why is she here? why is she looking around like that? why is she smiling like thatā
there was nothing dramatic about your entrance, and yet something in him reacted like heād just been punched in the chest. it wasnāt just that you were beautiful, though, yes, that was part of it. but there was something else.. something about the way you moved, the way you held yourself, not shy, exactly, but careful. like you didnāt want to take up too much space, even though you already hadāat least in his mind.
he couldnāt remember the game anymore. couldnāt remember why heād cared. all he knew was that you had just stepped into the room, and without meaning to, you'd stepped directly into the center of his world, and he had no idea what to do about it.
you looked at him directly, steady and kind, and offered your hand with a soft smile. āhi. Iām y/n.ā
knuckles stared at you like youād just hurled a wrench into the middle of everything he thought he understood about the world. āIāuhāyouāhuh.ā
sonic blinked, then slapped a hand over his mouth, barely holding in a laugh. āoh my, he just blue-screened!ā
to his credit, knuckles managed to lift a hand. slow, cautious, like he was reaching across a tripwire. he took yours like it was sacred, like he expected it to disappear. you were soft, warm and.. real?
sonic, sensing the oncoming crash in real time, jumped in. āthatās knuckles! guardian of the master emerald. punches boulders for fun. heās, like, the coolest guy in a hundred-mile radius.ā he then leaned over, nudging knuckles hard with an elbow and muttering out of the side of his mouth, āsay something, man.ā
but knuckles only blinked, finally letting go of your hand with visible reluctance. āā¦I do not know how to function right now.ā
you laughed, but not at him, not unkindly. just light, amused, like heād done something unexpectedly charming without meaning to. then you followed tom down the hall as he offered to help with your bags.
the door clicked shut behind you and sonic rounded on knuckles instantly. ādude. you just caught feelings ON SIGHT.ā
āI didnāt,ā knuckles said, but the protest came out soft and unfocused, like he was still somewhere else entirely.
āyou so did.ā
knuckles didnāt respond. he was still staring at the spot where youād been, arms at his sides, jaw slightly slack. for the first time in his life, he didnāt know what to do next.
Request: the sonic smut hcs were scrumptious, can I have the knuckles flavor? :3
A/n(please read): again, so sorry about the pace I'm posting at... Once I get everything under control I'll start posting more regularly :3 (also I said 'like other's on one of them.. I was referring to the other smut headcanons for the other characters)
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āŖ There's not a specific place he's sensitiveāhis whole body reacts to your touch. He gets flustered so easily, burning with embarrassment at what you do to him... But in the long run, he loves it. Loves you. :3
āŖ Relatively low sex drive, but when heās in the mood? Heās rough and ruthless. Like itās your fault heās so worked up. But you love it. His intensity depends entirely on his moodāsometimes, heās utterly in awe that youāre even with him, reverent, zealous, and oh so sweet in his touches Other times, heās so consumed by his desire for you, so much more than infatuated, borders on desperation.Ā He lives to please you.
āŖ again, itās completely scenario-specific. Some nights, love is a sacred, bonding act, just loyal and devoted. Other nights, heās so blinded by your divine form, heās lost to it, fast and rough, unintentionally bruising your hips.
āŖ He loves claiming you. Absolutely hates wasting his seed on your tummy :( He wants to fill you, needs to see you stuffed full. Though, he canāt deny how much you fluster him when you tease himāwhen you drink him down or smear it across your chest. He tries to be gentle, but by the end, heās pounding into you, watching your body take him, obsessed with your ethereal afterglow.
āŖ Loves marking you with his teeth. He doesnāt mean to be rough, but heās entranced by the color it leaves behind. A visible reminder you belong to himāas if it wasnāt already obvious. But his obsession with you goes beyond physical desire. His loyalty and devotion to you is borderline unhealthy.. He's too far in to ever pull away.
āŖ Like the others, he loves going down on you. Insane about your taste, addicted to the way you shudder on his tongue. But even more than that heās obsessed with the way he makes you feel. He needs to hear you. Competing with himself, pushing to hear you louder, to make you fall apart under him. Itās almost a game to himāseeing how many times he can make you cum before he even thinks about his own release.
āŖ Prefers positions where he can see you. Mating press is his favoriteāeven if you only end up there by accident. He holds you firm, drives into you deep, teeth sinking into your skin as he loses himself in you. But when you ride him.. Heās a nervous mess. Flustered out of his mind but completely into it. Loves and hates when you make him begāhates how needy it makes him sound, but god it's what makes his cock twitch.
āŖ Not loud, but heās always making some kind of sound. Praises you the whole time until the pleasure overwhelms him. Then itās nothing but ragged breathing and his mouth dropping into a cute āoā shape as he comes undone. Raw, unfiltered confessions slip past his lips because itās more than just desireāitās you.
āŖ Unintentionally good at dirty talk. If he tries to, it comes out stiff and awkwardātoo formal. But when itās unfiltered, in the heat of the moment.. his adorable words rend you. Because itās not just about his hunger for your body, but for your whole heart and soul.
āŖ I truly believe he worships you. Even in the most mundane things, he puts you on a pedestal. Itās always your pleasure before his, even if it means struggling to hold himself back. Heās in love with the way you make him feel..like a drug. He won't ever overcome the chokehold you have him in..doesnāt even try. Your body, your heart, your voice, your pretty eyesā he loves everything. And when you take control.. Heās a mess. When you express your love for him, even when you donāt have to, hes completely lost and overwhelmed by the depth of his own feelings.
āŖ Total aftercare king. The moment itās over, heās tucking you back into your clothes, running a bath, making sure youāre okay. He knows how tiring and all-consuming it is, so he carries you like a princess, whether you just want to cuddle or eat something. Almost overdoes it, but he never means to be overwhelmingājust wants to make sure youāre safe. That you loved feel :3
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