The Blast

lonely nights

(will contain smutty themes)

There was a stillness in the room. Shadow had been asleep on the floor while sonic was on the mattress.
The silence in the air was slowly beginning to fill with small, shallow breaths that got louder and more erratic with time. The harsh breathing had woken shadow up. The ebony kept silent, trying to determine where the noise was coming from. Soon, he realized it was sonic, panting in his bed for whatever reason.
The striped mobians head was swimming with possibilities as to why sonics breaths had suddenly become so loud and labored.
Maybe he was having a nightmare, which wouldn't be so out of the ordinary. The ebony was no stranger to nightmares either, so he just tried to ignore it, slipping off into slumber slowly.

"Hahh-ah..."

Shadows eyes shot open, his face becoming incredibly warm at this sound coming from the azure next to him. His back was turned to sonic, so all he could do was listen. He didn't dare try to get a peek at what sonic had been doing, as he was almost certain he knew.
'he's masturbating...' the ebony thought, staring forward with a blank expression. Maybe he was assuming too much, but the more he listened, the more it became so agonizingly obvious. The slick, almost wet sound of sonics hand pumping became faster, and sonics breaths were sharper, piercing into shadows ears like knives.
The striped mobian didn't know how to feel, and he certainly didn't know how to react. Maybe he shouldnt react, now that he actually thinks about it.
It's no surprise that people have been rather sexually frustrated since the blast, as there's really been very little privacy anywhere, and if you were lucky enough to find a private space you were probably going to get ambushed by roamers who were already living there. Shadow had been no stranger to his own urges throughout the ordeal, but he would actively ignore them, even before the blast.
He felt a bit of sympathy for his promiscuous acquaintance.
The azure had every right to take advantage of the private space, even if he was committing the act while shadow was right next to him, but at least he had the courtesy to wait for shadow to fall asleep.
'he thinks I'm sleeping...' shadow suddenly realizes. Now the fact that he was actively listening in as the blue hedgehog pleasured himself felt like a dirty deed. At the same time, however, the ebony was unable to stop himself, even finding himself angling his ear to hear better.
Every wet and hot sound that sonic made, every shuffle and the sloppy movement of the others hand going to work making his face burn in desire.
'desire?' that was a strange, Yet accurate way to put it. Shadow hardly had experience in the sexual field, but he did know that what he was doing, listening in on the ceruleans silenced moans and shallow breaths, was slightly perverted.
With the understanding of this, he still continued to eat up every sound.
Of course he felt guilty about it, but as far as sonic was aware, he was asleep. Taking advantage of the situation was less than honorable, but at this point he was desperate for some kind of stimulation from another person, whether that means physically or just listening to a strangers lewd noises and silently touching himself.
Yes, shadows hand had traveled down to his groin slowly, almost against his will. He gripped his length, feeling his breath falter at the sudden contact. It had been so long since he had last touched himself, so there was bound to be a lot of pent up frustration behind his shaft. His fingers curled into a circle around the tip and his hips bucked forward out of instinct. He shuddered slightly.
The azure had rolled onto his back, muffling his moans with shadows sweatshirt as he continued, his hips thrusting against his hand, desperate for release.
Shadow bit down on his lip to silence himself as his palm slowly slipped down his shaft. He tried to be as discreet as possible, making very little noise or movement.
The more intense the azures breath became, the harder it was for shadow to keep his pleasurable movements slow. The ebony wasn't necessarily aroused at the fact that the one making such noises was sonic, but rather, he was aroused at the idea of sonic not being able to contain himself once he entered an enclosed space. Or rather, the azure had been waiting to find a place to do this for a while and was just relieving his stress. Taking advantage of resources wasn't a foreign concept these days, and on some level the ebony respected sonic for having the decency to at least wait for him to fall asleep, even if he was awake now.
Shadow realized that he had started to stroak himself a bit faster, small, quick breaths leaving his lips in contrast to sonics horribly silenced whimpering.
'does he really think he's being quiet?' the ebony couldn't help but think. The sounds sonic made were muffled against the black fabric of shadows sweatshirt, which shadow seemed to realize a bit too late. For some reason the idea of sonic using shadows clothing to aid him in his activity sent a tingle through his skin. He suddenly jerked into his hand involuntarily, letting out a sharp gasp of pleasure as the friction aroused many euphoric sensations.
Sonic had stopped making sounds, other than the resounding panting through his nose.
Shadow was completely still now, almost sure sonic had heard him. He bit his tongue in anticipation, hoping the azure would ignore him and continue his search for sexual gratification. He felt gross about what he was doing... For a moment, until the pleasured sounds began slipping from the azure once again, then he suddenly didn't feel as bad.