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Who: Sonic (

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What: Meeting up at the library after hours.
When: After this thread.
Where: The library, of course~
Rating: PG-13? I dunno~

It didn't take him all that long to get to the library after speaking with Silver over the journals. It was kind of funny, too, how much he was both looking forward to meeting up and yet kind of apprehensive about it. Silently, anyways. He'd never let anyone know he was feeling like that. But he'd honestly been worried that he'd screwed things up while he was totally spaced out that day.

Needless to say he was damned glad when Silver hadn't seemed to hesitate at all about meeting up again.

He leans against the wall by the currenly closed library, watching and looking as non-chalant and almost bored as he always does, idly flipping the borrowed book in his hands. He ... actually wasn't done with this yet. But he can always check it out again later, he knows. It was a good excuse to meet with Silver away from everybody else. He really does kind of want to be sure he hasn't made things awkward between them now. And if he has, wants to be able to try and fix it a bit without embarassing Silver in front of everybody.

It has nothing at all to do with wanting to see if Silver liked it. Nope, nothing at all.

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The hedgehog smiles softly, and slowly, little by little, loses the nervousness and hesitation in the expression. Even if it is all but impossible to see straight away. If anything, he seems a little more bashful than anything else. That and...well, he didn't really know what the hedgehog was up to as he says that, but it'll probably make sense later on. He hopes.

"" he says softly, albeit brightly, and a little more of that nervous air falls away. Is he that used to the hedgehog already? Comfortable even? Well...he was his friend, and he was a genuinely nice kind of guy, so he could trust him, really, he could. That's all that mattered. That faint brush of lips against his, and he can feel that smile slip already, can feel the heat rise to his cheeks in an instant, flaring hot and bright on fawn, heat, oh that heat, brushing gently against his lips, and he swallows lightly. He just did this not a minute ago! Why was it so hard to breath all over again?

"" he breathes, a little distracted by it to actually think of...well, anything, really. It was a serious talent that the blue hedgehog seemed to possess; wrenching all thought from him in an instant. "" he murmurs.

Like a signal to the other, those words are the last thing he can manage before lips press gently to his, something...something different to last time; not quite...the same... Fingers curl further around his own, an affectionate little squeeze spurring him to reach out once more with his free hand, fingertips seeking the warmth of that chest, pressing flat as they climb over bandage and fawn, resting gently above his collarbone, curling in lightly. Th-This was...felt a little different to the first- ah, the second- ...the last one? What...were they up to now?

Without even knowing it, a faint little murmur falls from his lips, slipping into the heat between them, something lost and heady and barely even heard through that delicious purr. Maybe...maybe one day...he'd learn how to do that, too, he thinks, cheeks burning at the thought.

He's glad to see and hear the traces of the nervousness fading a little in Silver. Honestly, it helps Sonic relax and find his own cool again a little more in return. He really doesn't want to scare Silver off, even if the younger hedgehog insists that he won't. Sonic knows full well that being too forward makes people uncomfortable as hell, and he doesnt' want to do that.

That's part of why he tells Silver what he does. If it's ever going too fast and he wants things to slow down, he needs to not be afraid to say so. The little whisper he gets is barely that at all, just warm and gentle against his lips and ah.. good. He's planning on being careful himself, none the less, but hey... had to tell him. The next little whisper he gets has him smirking more, softly.

"... ..." And then the time for words is gone again. Presses the younger hedgehog into a gentle kiss. This one much slower and tender than the others he's given him. To his sheer delight, a moment after the kiss begins, he can feel one that other hand, curling, in against his shoulder and holding there. It's entirely encouraging, especially since Sonic can feel the tiny little sound Silver makes, even if he can't hear it.

He lets the hand at Silver's side move then, slipping back more and around, holding the younger hedgehog close to him as he presses into the kiss a little bit more. It's... incredible, really. How just a soft, lingering gesture can make him feel so... so electric. Tugs Silver a little closer still so he can hold a little more and mmms, softly, around his purr. He could get really really used to this. Mmhmm. Has to keep reminding himself that he needs to take it nice and slow.

... it'd be a lot easier if Silver didn't taste so much like strawberries...

If the hedgehog was at all worried worried about the speed at which things were going, he certainly didn't show it. Well, all that much, he assumes; it was a little bit hard to tell with himself sometimes, but this...well, it was certainly something he didn't mind, or that he was overly worried about. If anything it felt...felt kind of nice...and he wouldn't mind repeating it again.

Just like that, as if reading his very thoughts, those lips are there, pausing a hairs breadth from his own, and also just like that, he finds himself faltering, heart echoing in his ears, breath snatched away and ohmygoodness, heat. Pure warmth and sensation against his lips, and that in itself is almost enough to make him wa- wait, did he want this? Was it...well, he wasn't saying no...he wasn't...wasn't pulling back... Maybe it was just...a little too confusing to think about right now...with all...

Those lips press gently to his, effectively wrenching all thought from his head as fingers give a gentle squeeze, others slipping further along his waist, and he can't help the faint little sound that slips from him, entirely lost in that purr. Oh gods, that purr... An absolutely heady sound that he had no idea could sound so...so delicious.

His fingers slip along the warmth of his chest, blindly feeling fur and bandages underneath before settling at his collarbone. Only after what seems like a moment, though, of internal warring and burning cheeks, does he let it linger even higher; along the curve of a neck, slipping behind, and gently tracing the start of those brilliant blue quills. Maybe it was a little forward, but gods, at this point, he has no idea; it felt nice, his mind wasn't screaming at him to stop, and he's pretty much running on pure instinct at this point, letting himself be guided by the hedgehog.

Still...he can't fight the little sound he makes, a soft squeak almost, when those fingers at his waist give a gentle little tug, and he finds himself pitching forward a little, needing to shift his feet quickly. Even as the little moment passes, he can't help but stand there, feeling awkward all over again, cheeks burning, and downright refusing to open his eyes. This wasn't happening, this wasn't happening, thiswasn'thappening!

Why...does he have to be so clumsy..?

The slip of that hand against his collarbone is nice. He likes how warm it is and the shyness of the touch is more than obvious. He doesn't press it, though. Just let's Silver do as he wants. Guiding the younger hedgehog, sure, but not forcing. Letting him take the steps as he wants to.

To his quiet surprise, it seems as though Silver isn't nearly as hesitant as he was expecting. Because that hand shifts again. A little carefully, obviously from nerves, but it doesn't stop it from curling up and then in behind his neck a little. Feels those gentle, soothing fingers along the edge of his quills and it's like this electric jolt of something. It shoots right through him, from the touch right down to his toes, out to the very tips of his quills he swears and his breath catches hard at it for a moment. His heart gives another one of those strange little skittering lurches in his chest and before he's realized it, he's holding a little more firmly.

He can feel, almost instantly, that he's pulled Silver off balance. The younger hedgehog pitches in against him a little bit and, completely without thinking, he lets that hand go to instead wrap his arms around and hold. Steadies him a little, holding him closer now and his purr suddenly skyrockets at having that form in his arms all of a sudden. Can't even really begin to describe the rush of ... something... at it.

Curls his arms around a little more, letting one bandaged hand pet, slowly, lingeringly up along the younger hedgehog's back until it can settle against those shoulderblades. Doesn't even break the kiss. Just holds Silver much closer now, arms wrapped around him, purring away happily, not even realizing that flush of pink sits lightly across his own cheeks now, as well.

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