*Sonic just watched him, following his movements and oh god why did he have to look so sexy when he was angry?? And then he started licking, and he felt his mind starting to melt, figuratively speaking. He did his best not to squirm, though the warmth and wetness of Shadow's tongue was more than enough to cause his breath to catch every so often.*
I-- I meant my hand!
*But then he pulled away, and Sonic still felt something heavy against his fur. Looking down, he noticed the remaining words, and as he looked up, his mouth split into a warm, very happy grin. He reaches out and tugs on Shadow's hand, intent on slipping his glove off and slip the ring on his finger. He wipes the pudding on his other hand off onto the fur on his own thigh - absently, not with any particular intent - so he won't really smear it on the ring by accident while he puts it on.*
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*Sonic just watched him, following his movements and oh god why did he have to look so sexy when he was angry?? And then he started licking, and he felt his mind starting to melt, figuratively speaking. He did his best not to squirm, though the warmth and wetness of Shadow's tongue was more than enough to cause his breath to catch every so often.*
I-- I meant my hand!
*But then he pulled away, and Sonic still felt something heavy against his fur. Looking down, he noticed the remaining words, and as he looked up, his mouth split into a warm, very happy grin. He reaches out and tugs on Shadow's hand, intent on slipping his glove off and slip the ring on his finger. He wipes the pudding on his other hand off onto the fur on his own thigh - absently, not with any particular intent - so he won't really smear it on the ring by accident while he puts it on.*