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The town is quiet. The dry, dirt streets were empty. It’s that time. Sonic was patrolling. Watching. Protecting. He was in rut as he is four times a year every year. The hero does not have a mate. He does not want one. He has responsibilities. He cannot give a mate the time, attention, or children they would deserve. It’s his burden. But this… lack of a mate put his body into overdrive searching for one every rut. His hormones flooded his system. His pupils were tight, eyes glowing, and his quills were flared in all directions, occasionally having electric arcs zap across them. Desperate for some sort of connection, his body nearly saw the whole town as his mate. Not in a sexual way. He didn’t want to fuck the residents he often saved. He was protective over them. More like they were his children.
Sonic never told them that they weren’t allowed to leave their homes during this time, but most of them did their very best not to. Sonic’s state disturbed them. Obviously, Sonic was very powerful. And nearly out of control during his rut. It was nearly a week that he would hover over everyone. His cock would be erected from his sheath the entire time, desperate for someone to knot. He never touched it, and anyone that came out would see it getting swollen, redder, and even dry. It wasn’t meant to be neglected like that, but Sonic became extremely focused on the town. There was no time for his own desires. They needed to be kept safe. Sonic’s body was doped up on adrenaline, so there was a good chance that he wouldn’t sleep during the entirety of his rut. This also had him a little paranoid. While Eggman had never employed an attack during Sonic’s rut, Sonic didn’t have any reason to believe he would never try it. So he was always listening and watching. Typically, his rut was a fugue state. Once it was over, he just woke up in his hammock with little to no recollection of what he did during. He was used to it by now, so he didn’t think anything of it. It seemed to him by the state of his damaged cock, he hadn’t slept with anyone or even pleasured himself. So he couldn’t have done much he needed to worry about. Though sometimes, he woke up with a few wounds. What scared the town most was that there was another powerful alpha hedgehog on the island who’s moral code was unknown. And his rut was synced with Sonic’s.
Shadow intentionally tried to steer clear of Sonic during this time. But a few times, they had met. Shadow’s rut was not nearly as intense. While he also had no mate, he felt no claim over anyone unlike how Sonic felt over the town. So he was not primed to be defensive and protective. Typically, Shadow is much more aggressive than Sonic. But not during their ruts. He wasn’t in complete overdrive. He remembered every rut like he was in a normal state of mind. He had taken notice of Sonic’s extreme behavior. He did not like to get involved with the affairs of the town since Sonic really didn’t need any help dealing with Eggman, but he also did not like how Sonic was scaring them. They should trust their hero. And Sonic wasn’t even aware of what he was doing. He couldn’t be reasoned with. Shadow tried a couple times, and it always ended in destruction. Neither willing to back down, they would fight and cause damage to the structures in town, hurting the people more than if Shadow had just stayed out of it.
Sonic tapped his foot in the dirt as he held his hips in his hands. It was quiet. Too quiet. Were they even in their homes? Had they snuck away somewhere else? No, they were in there, right? Sonic dashed around several different homes and peered into their windows searching for silhouettes. Sometimes he had to check three different windows at one house, but he was always able to find someone in some room. He froze, his ears perking as a long creak broke the silence. Sonic dashed to the sound, kicking up a wave of dust in his wake. Just a step from someone’s porch, he crouched down and stared at a little girl standing on her front mat.
She kept her eyes on her feet like her mother told her. She was holding a bucket. “Um… mama said we need more water. Our other bucket got a hole in it, and now we just have floor water.” While it may seem like bad parenting to send your child outside, this was actually the safest option. Sonic may feel protective over the girl, but he wouldn’t be sexually interested by her. But if her mother had come out and struck his instincts just the right way, there could be an incident. She didn’t want her child to see that. But they didn’t have enough drinking water to make it through Sonic’s rut, so she had to go.
Sonic crawled forward and extended his hand. The little girl timidly handed over the bucket. Sonic held onto the bucket for a minute, then he stood up. He showed her his palm, telling her to stay. He started walking towards the edge of the village. He kept glancing back at her. There was a river a short walk out of town, but there were a couple underground pumps that fed from the river into town. He stopped in front of one of them and pushed the lever up and down. It made a terrible squeaking noise that had his ears flattening. A moment later, water poured from the faucet into the bucket. Once it was full, he pulled it aside. He crouched down and turned his head to sip from the stream. He hadn’t realized how thirsty he was until the cool water touched his lips. He gulped down several swallows. Then he collected water in his gloves and brought his hands up to his face. He felt as hot as someone with a fever. He ran his wet hands over his top quills. A dip in the river would be lovely, but it was too far from town. He stood up again and walked back to the little girl with the bucket. He extended his arm to hand it over, but the breeze carried a disturbing scent to his nose. Alpha. Sonic’s head snapped left. Shadow was standing at the entrance to the village. The little girl’s mom opened the door and snatched her back inside.
Shadow looked disheveled as well compared to his typically immaculately groomed appearance, but he wasn’t quite as off the edge as Sonic. The biggest reason for this—he wasn’t proud of it, but he spent most of his rut pleasuring himself. It was the only way to remain in control. His instincts had to be satiated. That’s why Sonic gets so crazy. He denies himself relief. Someone had to make him get off. For the good of the entire village. Getting him to masturbate would be difficult. It wouldn’t even appeal to his instincts. Shadow had another offer. “I’m here to talk.”
“The fuck you are.” Sonic dashed for him. Another alpha in his town? He couldn’t have them. He’d have to find someone not under Sonic’s protection to please himself or deal with his hand. There was no good reason for an alpha to be prowling around his village.
Shadow dashed away as soon as Sonic moved for him. “I’m not here to mess with anyone. Let’s go out of town. Let’s talk.” He weaved between buildings. Sonic was faster, but Shadow’s precision kept him out of his reach.
Sonic growled as he knocked into walls when he got overzealous trying to catch Shadow. Shadow wanted to lure him out of town. “Are you working with Eggman?”
“No, Sonic! He’s not an idiot. He knows better than to mess with you during your rut. I just need you to be calm for…” Shadow scanned his surroundings. He couldn’t keep this up for much longer. Sonic was getting more surefooted with practice. He used chaos control to land on the roof of one of the homes. “Two minutes. Stop acting like a psycho for two minutes.”
Sonic skidded to a halt when Shadow disappeared. He spun in a circle looking for him. He found him when he looked up. He immediately started trying to crawl up onto the roof. There was very little to grip onto. “Don’t be a coward! Talk to me face to face.”
Shadow got on his hands and knees on the roof, looking over the edge at Sonic. Both of them had puffy fur and narrow pupils. Their bodies were communicating with each other without influence from their minds. Their bodies were ready for a fight. “If I come down, do you swear you will be calm and let me speak?”
“I swear. Yes, I swear. On my—whatever would be most meaningful for me to swear on.” Sonic’s foot tapped the ground rapidly. He beckoned Shadow. “Come.”
Shadow knew he was lying. “I know how frustrated you feel. I used to—“
“No!” Sonic snarled. “Face to face, Shadow.”
“I think if you—“ Shadow was cut off as he had to duck to dodge a rock Sonic threw at him at super-speed.
“I will get up there.” Sonic backed up. He could probably bounce off the ground.
Shadow was concerned that Sonic wouldn’t limit his power and could do damage if he chased him along rooftops. He shouldn’t run from Sonic through these buildings, but he wouldn’t be able to outrun him in the open. He didn’t have to necessarily… maybe it would help just to get him physically away from this village he was so attached to. Shadow jumped down and ran the instant he hit the ground. He ran away from town into the fields, but when he looked back… Sonic wasn’t there. Shadow stopped. Sonic didn’t care about him. He wouldn’t leave the people to chase after him. Shit. He had to get control of Sonic before he presented his offering. He paced back and forth for a few minutes. He shook out his pelt. After having come to terms with how difficult this may be, he ran back to the village and let Sonic tackle him to the ground as soon as he arrived.
Sonic beared down his weight into his hands that were around Shadow’s throat. He squeezed as tightly as he could, assuming he’d only be able to keep hold of him for a moment. Shadow pushed at Sonic’s face to try and get him off. Sonic’s brows furrowed as he leaned around to avoid Shadow’s hands. He’s not doing anything. He could easily get Sonic off of him by kicking or punching. So why wasn’t he? Come to think of it, when Sonic came home with injuries, they were minor. Skinned knees and… bruised knuckles. Never woke up with anything like broken bones or black eyes. He snatched Shadow’s hand in one of his and inspected it. His inhibitor rings were missing. Did he take them off during his rut? “You don’t want to hurt me…”
“Sonic…” Shadow rasped. His eyes watered. No. He didn’t want Sonic to know that. He closed his eyes. He’d forget when his rut was over. He always did. Pressure built in his head as his blood flow was restricted even more than his breath.
“But I can hurt you.” Sonic gripped his wrist. Shadow was immortal. He would always heal. He couldn’t be killed. He would always end up fine. This gave Sonic all of the control. He let go of Shadow’s arm and punched him the face. “How hard am I going to have to beat you to get you to go home?”
Shadow grunted and opened his eyes to look up at him. He could just barely manage to speak under Sonic’s hand. “You need to be satisfied. I know someone willing to help. No one has to know. No mating. No strings attached.”
Sonic’s eyes narrowed. How could he promise that? It was very difficult for lone alphas not to get attached to omegas or betas they spent their ruts with. That’s why Sonic was careful never to breed. He couldn’t risk desiring a mate. Who could Shadow be referring to? He knew very few people on this island. Sonic glanced down over Shadow’s lithe body. His legs were forced apart to allow Sonic on top of him. And the tip of his purple cock was urging from his sheath as it was becoming ready to breed again. He tilted his head. Was Shadow offering to…? Why would he do that…? Maybe Shadow was in the same boat as him. Needing relief without the risk of getting attracted or pregnancy.
Shadow’s chest rose and fell quickly as his breath picked up. He scanned Sonic’s face. His ears flattened. He tried to close his legs. “No, not me! No-ah!” Shadow screamed as Sonic pinned his leg open against the ground to the side. Sonic’s hand pinning his chest kept his body from turning with his leg, forcing his femur to pop out of his hip. Shadow cried out as he tried to close his leg, but he couldn’t tilt it, just barely pick it up off the ground. The important ligament connecting his thigh to his groin seems to have been ripped off its place by the bone pushing through it. He couldn’t hide himself from Sonic.
Sonic’s mind was no longer thinking. It was no longer rational. His body was offered close to what it wanted, and his mind had agreed, giving away its control. He didn’t register what Shadow said. He pushed his red tip under Shadow’s balls, but it was like it was knocking into a wall. Sonic looked down, but he couldn’t see anything through Shadow’s dark fur. He flipped him over and pinned him face down in the dirt with a hand on his back. He pulled Shadow’s legs together and straddled the backs of his thighs. He’d never given Shadow’s ass much of a look before, but it was cute enough. Athletic. Tight. He grabbed one of Shadow’s ass cheeks and spread him. He could see it now. A little spot where Shadow’s fur thinned out around a tiny puckered hole. Sonic poked at it with his thumb. Would he even fit? His cock is already swollen larger than normal for being out of its sheath too long.
Shadow coughed in the dust. “Rouge! Rouge will let you! She has a vagina. That’s what you want.” He clawed at the ground to pull himself out from under Sonic. He explained the situation, and she was willing to sleep with him to calm him down and help with his rut. The plan was for Shadow to get control of Sonic and bring him to her and do his best to make sure he didn’t get violent with her. But now he was thinking… Sonic wouldn’t have hurt Rouge. But he knew that Shadow would always be just fine no matter how badly he hurt him. So now Shadow couldn’t move his leg. And his body felt like it was being ripped apart when Sonic entered him.
Sonic had dragged Shadow’s body back underneath him and shoved his tip into the tight, virgin space. He honestly planned to just fuck him with his tip. It was a bit weird having sex with another alpha. But Shadow just felt too damn good. He grabbed onto his quills to keep him from going anywhere and forced himself deeper until his hips pressed against Shadow’s ass. It was dry and hard to move inside him with how tight he was. But then… he became wet? Sonic pulled his cock halfway out, then pushed it all the way back in. Shadow’s ass was still trying to squeeze his cock out of it, but his dick slid. There was some form of lubricant. “Already turned into a bitch for me, Shadow?”
Shadow’s head was pulled back by Sonic’s grip in his quills. He looked up at the sky as tears fell down his muzzle. No. That’s not slick. It’s blood. Sonic has ripped his ass to be able to fit his cock in. Shadow gripped at the bare ground. He knew he could get away. But it hurt so much. All he could feel was the pain. Like he was numb to the energy inside him and unable to direct it. He grabbed Sonic’s wrist and tried to get his head free. He can only teleport to places within his line of sight. All he could see now was blue sky. He needed to see freedom. Then maybe he could use his power to get away.
Sonic started humping Shadow’s ass as he grabbed his hand off of his wrist. Shadow groaned, losing his breath. Sonic pulled of Shadow’s glove and snatched his bare hand back. He pulled it up towards his face, twisting his arm. Shadow’s yelped. Sonic nuzzled his face into Shadow’s soft paw pads, an area as intimate as genitals for mobians if not more. Shadow whimpered. No one here had seen his hands before. Sonic started thrusting faster as he smelled and nuzzled Shadow’s hand. His cock twitched inside of his ass as it dragged in and out. He bit down on one of Shadow’s pads. Shadow’s fingers came to rest on Sonic’s face, unable to do anything else. Sonic moaned. Man, Shadow feels good. Tighter than any omega Sonic’s been with. And it gave him some sort of rush pinning this alpha down and dominating him. He loved it. He shifted his hips and started pounding into him, slapping his balls against his ass.
Shadow couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore. There was no hope. He had to wait it out. But he felt like he was going to throw up his insides every time Sonic pushed in, and felt like they were going to be yanked out of him every time Sonic pulled out. He couldn’t hardly breathe through the pain. Not just that, but his body was so disturbed at being dominated by an alpha. Everything inside of him told him this was wrong. Bile rose in his throat and filled his mouth with an awful flavor. He swallowed as often as he could to keep down vomit. Maybe… maybe Sonic would leave the village alone. And maybe he’d remember… but did Shadow want him to remember this? It might make him change and stop taking his rut out on people who didn’t want it, but then he would remember pinning Shadow underneath him and breeding his ass. Shadow couldn’t handle the shame. He’d have to leave the island at the very least. He’d never want to see Sonic again despite… despite how he felt for him. His mind started drifting elsewhere. Drifted to the day Sonic brought him back here. To the night they stargazed in the lavender field. The first time he thought… there may be more left to live for.
Sonic let go of Shadow’s hand and hooked his arm around his neck. He pulled Shadow towards him, bending his spine backwards. Sonic crouched over his ass and threw his hips back and forth against it. His breath was hot in Shadow’s ear. “I didn’t take you for a bitch… but if this is what you want, I don’t mind at all~” He turned his head and sniffed Shadow’s neck, breathing in the musky scent of his glands. He still smelled like an alpha. No one had thoroughly bitched him out. Had he just decided to do this for Sonic? Sonic tried to look at his face, but he couldn’t get a good view. He pulled Shadow back towards his chest and nuzzled his neck against Shadow’s, covering his glands with his own dominating scent. They weren’t as alluring as an omega’s, but Sonic still wanted to bite them. Sonic groaned softly. “You’re about to make me cum…” Sonic bared his teeth against Shadow’s neck. “I bet I’m the first person to cum inside you. That true?”
Shadow tried to hide his neck by moving his head, but Sonic was keeping it exposed. Please don’t bite. It would majorly disrupt his hormonal system. It could encourage his body to become a bitch, a failed alpha. Of course Sonic would be the first. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Alphas weren’t supposed to fuck other alphas. Shadow has never had penetrative sex before. Not even with an omega. No one had finished with the help of his body before.
“Don’t have to answer. I can tell~” Sonic shifted his mouth to Shadow’s shoulder. “Here it comes. Ready?” He inhaled shakily, his orgasm building so high in his groin. He didn’t wait for Shadow’s answer. He bit down hard into his shoulder and snapped his hips forward against his ass as he blew his load, painting Shadow’s insides.
Shadow gasped and whined as Sonic’s twitching cock dumped a load deep in his belly. It felt so unnatural. That wasn’t meant to be in there. And he’s… he’s getting bigger. Ripping him further apart. His knot is swelling and locking them together. It all hurts so bad. Even Shadow’s cock that was now instinctually fully erect. It had been rubbing against the dry ground the entire time. Every part of his body was aching and trembling now. That was the most difficult experience he’s ever gone through, but at least it was over now. Once Sonic let him go fully, Shadow dropped limply to the ground.
Sonic panted softly. He spread Shadow’s ass to take a look at his cock filling his bloody hole. Hot. He tried to stand up, but Shadow yipped as his ass was pulled by Sonic’s knot. Sonic grabbed hold of Shadow’s hips. “You don’t need a knot. It’s not like we can reproduce.” He held Shadow’s body still as he pulled back harder and harder until his knot ripped out.
Shadow screamed briefly when it happened then collapsed when Sonic dropped his hips. It’s over for sure now. He didn’t know how to fix his leg, but he couldn’t walk on it. He’s too exhausted anyway. He weakly crawled towards home with sore muscles as Sonic relaxed in a rocking chair on someone’s porch. He hummed softly as he rocked. He feels better.
In the middle of the next day, Sonic woke up in his hammock. He rubbed his eyes with furrowed brows. Last thing he remembered… He leaned over the edge of the hammock to check his nightstand. A note from Tails. He’d had his rut of the season. He grabbed the ointment left to heal his cock, but it wasn’t stuck outside of his sheath like normal after rut. He maneuvered his sheath to get a look at his cock inside. It was definitely irritated, but it looked okay. He put a bit of ointment on his finger and tucked it inside of his sheath, spreading it around. It was nice and cooling. Hydrating too. He rolled out of his hammock to stretch, but he heard a plop as something fell to the floor. He turned around and looked down. A glove was on the floor. He checked his hands. He was wearing both his gloves. He crouched down and picked it up. It looked like Shadow’s. Could it be? He smelled it. It smelled much more like himself than he was expecting, but it smelled like Shadow too. They must’ve gotten in a fight. Why would Shadow come out while they were in rut? He usually hid away. He better get this back to him. How did he end up with it anyway? It wasn’t even ripped or stained. It was as if it had been politely removed instead of happening to come off in a rough scuffle.
Sonic greeted Tails on his way out. Tails didn’t know anything about what he had gotten up to. Just said he went into the village like usual. Sonic told him he’d be back in a little while. Sonic then stopped at the river to bathe himself. He settled all of his fur and quills going the right direction and made sure any smell of alpha arousal was now gone. He looked at the extra glove in his hand as he walked to Shadow’s small home. Shadow usually remembered. He’d know how it came off. Once he arrived at the little cabin, he knocked on the door. He waited for a minute then started tapping his foot. Was he home? Sonic tried the door handle. It was unlocked, so he opened it. “Shadow? I have your—“ Shadow was home. He was laying on the couch with… some sort of homemade brace around his waist and thigh. There was bloody gauze tucked between his legs. A blanket was draped lazily across his torso. One of his hands was bare. Sonic bristled a little, deeply confused. He’s never seen Shadow this… injured. Had he done this? No.
Rouge heard someone’s voice, so she exited the back room to see who had barged in. Her face contorted into rage when she recognized him. The town hero. “Get out.”
“What happened?” Sonic frowned. “I have his glove. We must have crossed paths.” He walked into the cabin to get a better look at Shadow.
“Get out!” Rouge yelled at him. “You’re not welcome here!” With no fear, she stomped up to him and shoved his chest, making him stumble back.
“Rouge…” Sonic’s ears lowered. He smiled uncomfortably. “We fight all the time. This is normal for us.” Wasn’t she aware of that?
“He doesn’t want you here. Get the fuck out.” Rouge pushed him. She kept pushing him until he was out the front door. He was too confused to stop her. She slammed the door in his face.
Sonic scoffed, incredulous. What was she all in their business for? Alphas fight during rut. It’s normal. He didn’t think he did that to Shadow though. Look at him. Sonic doesn’t have a scratch on him. They couldn’t have fought. This must be a misunderstanding. Sonic dropped Shadow’s glove on the doormat. Whatever. It’s not like he had anything to lose with Shadow. They weren’t even friends. He walked home.