Sonic slammed Shadow against the alley wall, both of them breathing hard after the chase. Their bodies were still humming from the fight, quills bristling, but the heat between them had nothing to do with speed anymore. Shadow grabbed Sonic by the hips and yanked him close, grinding their cocks together through the thin fabric of their gloves and whatever passed for clothes in the heat of the moment.
Fuck, youre hard already, Shadow growled, voice low and filthy. He shoved his hand down and wrapped his fingers around Sonics thick shaft, stroking rough and fast. Sonic moaned, hips bucking into the grip.
Shut up and fuck me, Sonic shot back, but his voice cracked when Shadow thumbed the head of his cock, smearing pre-cum. Shadow spun him around, pressing Sonic face-first to the brick. He ripped the rest of the barriers away and spread Sonics cheeks, spitting on his hole before shoving two fingers inside without warning.
Sonic cursed, pushing back onto the digits. More, damn it. Stretch that ass. Shadow added a third finger, pumping them deep, scissoring him open while his own cock throbbed against Sonics thigh. When he pulled his fingers free, he lined up and drove in hard, burying his cock to the hilt in one thrust.
They fucked like they foughtfast, brutal, no mercy. Shadows hips snapped forward again and again, balls slapping against Sonics ass. Sonic reached down and jerked his own cock in time with the pounding, grunting every time Shadow bottomed out. Yeah, wreck me. Fill that hole.
Shadow leaned over him, teeth grazing Sonics neck.

Gonna pump you full, blue. Youre gonna leak my cum all the way home. He reached around and took over stroking Sonics cock, squeezing tight on every upstroke. Sonic came first, shooting thick ropes onto the wall and his own chest, hole clenching around Shadows dick.
Shadow didnt slow down. He fucked Sonic through the aftershocks until his own orgasm hit, flooding Sonics ass with hot spurts. He stayed buried deep, grinding through the last pulses, making sure every drop stayed inside.
They stayed locked together, panting, sweat-slicked bodies still twitching. Shadow pulled out slow, watching his cum drip down Sonics thighs. Round two at my place, he muttered. Sonic grinned over his shoulder, already half-hard again. Lead the way, asshole.