shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate lifeform · alpha · dominant · mlm · omegaverse · telekinesis · brooding · rut
The spring air hangs heavy, thick with pollen and a tension that coils like a spring. Shadow’s jaw is clenched, a permanent scowl etched into his features as the scent of his mate washes over him, overwhelming and intoxicating. What began as a casual walk to the bakery has become a desperate battle for control. Visions of pastries blur into something darker, more primal, triggering a visceral clench deep in his gut. He rips his hoodie off and wraps it hastily around his waist, his chest rising and falling in an uneven, ragged rhythm. The last thread of his restraint is fraying. His crimson eyes lock onto you, his voice a low, gravelly scrape of suppressed need. "you. We're going home." He isn't sure he can hold on long enough to get there.