Fake indifference with a bit of irritation (since he was distracted from work) took the place of another mask on his face. The mask under which Shadow tried to hide the unsolicited relief from the timely reason to escape.

He shouldn't have been so openly happy entering the Commander's quarters.

“I didn’t have time to prepare,” the black hedgehog said instead of greeting, as soon as the door closed behind him, cutting off the path of an already impossible retreat.

Aidan snorted surprisingly peacefully, put the tablet aside and patted the bed next to him in invite. "Lie down."

Shadow followed this order without argue: sat down on the opposite edge to take off his shoes and pull off his socks, but only straightened up to take off the gloves, as he was stopped by an imperative:

"Leave it."

Aidan’s taciturnity usually didn’t mean anything good. And even if today he seemed to be just lazily relaxed, almost sleepy and not a serious threat, this impression was deceptive: green eyes tenaciously followed every movement of his subordinate, not losing sight of the slightest detail and not allowing to relax and inadvertently make a mistake.

In front of Shadow was a dangerous and unpredictable predator that he had to reckon with.

The black hedgehog adjusted the half-pulled fabric and obediently lay down, staring blankly at the ceiling. Not at all annoyed by his aloofness, the Commander grabbed his right hand from the lock folded on his chest and slowly, finger by finger, pulled the easily sliding glove from the dark palm. Then Aidan put the glove on himself and, twirling his hand with interest, as if checking whether the unusual clothes fit well, leaned closer to run two fingers over the black hedgehog's lips.

The fabric smelled faintly of mint and pine. What an irony. It was with this hand that Shadow had recently touched-

"Close your eyes."

The order took him by surprise. Now was definitely not the right moment for this game, and the black hedgehog, after hesitating, turned his head to the side to release the fingers that had managed to penetrate his mouth.

"Perhaps," he swallowed, "another time?"

“I said,” Aidan repeated patiently, “close your eyes, Richie. While I'm still kind."

An agreement did not work out. Only the second option remained.

Gathering all his internal strength, Shadow looked the lilac hedgehog straight in the eyes.

"No," he said firmly.

The Commander narrowed his eyes. "I'll pretend I didn't hear it," he cooed with mock generosity. "So think carefully about your next wor-"

"I won't close my eyes," Shadow repeated just as firmly as the first time.

The lilac hedgehog's gaze darkened. "Oh, would you look at that... Fine," he tore the glove off his hand, stood up to walk around the bed, and spit, pointing to the floor in front of him, "Kneel."

Shadow got up and, as ordered, knelt down in front of the Commander who was looking at him expectantly. The lilac hedgehog grabbed him by the ear, jerked, lifting his head up, and leaned towards his face.

"Got a personal hole to fuck and decided that now you can dictate your terms?" Aidan said deceptively softly with a dangerous vibration in the back of his throat.

Shadow remained silent. He was not going to fall into this obvious trap - he had already achieved his goal, and bringing the lilac hedgehog to true fury was not part of his plans. Now he could just play along.

The silence, as expected, did not suit the Commander and he gave the subordinate a sweeping slap in the face. "Answer."

The black hedgehog endured the flash of pain and heat spreading over his cheek and obediently lowered his gaze.

"No," he admitted.

"No what?" Aidan demanded.

Shadow gritted his teeth and clarified, "No, I can't dictate terms."

The Commander nodded in satisfaction, and a benevolent smile crept onto his face again.

"Good boy." He straightened up, not letting go of the dark ear. "Then do your best to apologize, and maybe I will change my mind about punishing you."

With these words, he pulled the black hedgehog closer, just to the level of his groin, making it obvious what exactly he was waiting for as an "apology". Shadow shuddered inwardly, but obediently opened his mouth and ran his tongue along the skin fold hidden under the lilac fur, already noticeably swollen.

Damn pervert maniac.

"Well done," Aidan stroked the black ear gently as encouragement. With his other hand, he ran his fingers further, going down to the back of the subordinate's head, and pushed it point-blank. "Suck it up until it rises in your mouth."

Overcoming disgust, Shadow pressed his lips closer and pulled the entire area inside. The fold readily opened under his tongue, and a hot tip rested against it and continued to grow until the entire length of the Commander's member was in his mouth, penetrating deeper into his throat, almost cutting off oxygen. But the black hedgehog could only endure - according to the "rules", Aidan himself had to let him go.

After an unbearably long minute, the hand on his head relaxed, allowing Shadow to pull back a little, enough to inhale, but still standing in a humiliating pose with flesh throbbing in his mouth.

"Well," the lilac hedgehog grinned. "Show me how you regret your words."

And Shadow began to move. His lips, tightly clasping the hard shaft, again went down to the very base and then went up, stopping at the tip, and the tongue began to dance diligently, writing out circles on the head, teasing the sensitive area of ​​the frenulum and passing through the hole at the top, licking off the precum and swallowing it along with his own saliva, in order to draw in even more and, closing his eyes, suck, pushing his mouth in a measured rhythm.

He felt sick from his own actions, from the tart taste on his tongue, from the sugary smell of vanilla and lime that clogged his nose, and he involuntarily, out of habit, because he already closed his eyes, imagined another - the other one - in place of the hated lilac hedgehog.

The soft peach fur of the chest under his hand, merging into the belly where it finally meets with the blue one. A little lower, where an alluring drop glistens on rearing, resilient flesh that slowly sinks into his mouth, filling it with its heat, snuggling and sliding across the palate. Sweetness and velvety sensation on the tongue, mint and pine - the smell that penetrates the nose from the fur so close to it - an approving, low moan, and a light touch of hands gently passing over his head...

But he was not allowed to focus on this image. Imperiously grasping both ears, Aidan forced the black hedgehog to raise the head and look up into his face.

"No, look at me, Richie," - the Commander squinted rapaciously. "I want to see everything."

Shadow knew what was meant by that "everything": the doomed obedience with which he followed orders, the way he continued to diligently suck in and lick hot flesh, moving away the fangs that were eager to dig into it. But most importantly - his gaze full of blazing, impotent malice, the sincere hatred that turned Aidan on more than the faked enjoyment of the process.

Well, Shadow had enough hate. Hatred, disgust and an undisguised thirst for murder - only this would receive the Commander today, if he wanted it so much. With a dissatisfied, guttural growl, Shadow abruptly moved down, brushing the lilac hedgehog's cock with his teeth, and Aidan dug his nails into his ears with an annoyed hiss.

"Oh, hush, dear, hush," he pulled the dark ears harder, leaving bleeding marks. "I know that you don't like it, but that's the whole point. Don't make me use another motivation. Neither you nor I will like it."

"Another motivation" was either torture or drugs. Aidan enjoyed the former even more than he did regular games, so he clearly had the latter in mind. Although, despite the dose, he was no longer able to achieve the same result, since Shadow developed a semblance of immunity to the drug and stopped behaving like a "lustful whore ready for anything," to quote the Commander. But the poison was still strong enough to cloud his mind to the point that the black hedgehog was willingly ready for much more humiliation. And it was better to face up disgust in full consciousness than obsequiously lick Aidan's ass. Literally.

So Shadow meekly hid his teeth behind the lips and continued his own torture. The lilac hedgehog smiled contentedly at his complaisance, but after a few seconds he himself made a couple of shallow thrusts, moving his hips.

"Good, Richie, good. And now, let me fuck your mouth." 

He lowered his hands to grab the black hedgehog's head tighter, and Shadow immediately relaxed his throat, knowing what would follow next.

Without preparation, the Commander immediately began to drive in, painfully piercing his throat to the full length, going deeper with sweeping thrusts, on each of which he almost left his mouth at the backward movement. Unable to swallow, Shadow immediately choked on his own saliva running down his chin as the lilac hedgehog's cock pulled the liquid after itself, causing his lips to start smacking. He wanted to close his eyes to make it easier for himself, but he was stopped by a gaze burning with madness, inexorably watching so that he did not dare to close his eyes, and he was forced to look back, feeling his eyes clouded by forced tears.

It's nothing, it had been worse. Much, much worse. So much worse that Shadow had no doubt that so far - it was only a prelude and the real action was yet to come.

But unexpectedly for him, Aidan made an especially deep thrust and cummed with a snarl, splashing straight down his throat. The black hedgehog convulsively tried to swallow, but it didn’t work, and the sperm rose higher, filling his mouth, and flowed out. The Commander was breathing heavily as he recovered, but his gaze was filled with amusement as he watched the subordinate tried to diligently pull the liquid back - otherwise Shadow would have been forced to lick every drop that fell on the floor or the captain's feet, and this was even less pleasant than just swallowing it all at once.

“What, Richie - so delicious that you don't want to lose even a drop?” Aidan grunted and pushed again, squeezing out a new portion, “Sorry that it happened - I’d happily play more, but there’s a lot to do tomorrow.” He finally came out completely and let go of Shadow’s head from the grip, allowing the black hedgehog to freely swallow viscous liquid and catch his breath. “That's it for today, you can go back to your cabin. You've got just the right toy in there to relieve stress.”

Aidan gracefully ran his foot along the dark thigh from the inside, and Shadow sharply inhaled air as soon as it touched his groin. To his own contempt, he really turned on and only by force of will still kept his thirsty flesh from showing up.

The black hedgehog gritted his teeth and looked down at the floor. The Commander trained him well.

“I’d like to watch, but, perhaps, we'll leave it for tomorrow,” Aidan patted him on the cheek in a businesslike way. Then he, stretching, went towards the bathroom.

Shadow stood up as soon as he heard the sound of water. He wiped his face with his hand, pulled off a dirty glove and cleaned the remains with the second one, lifting it from the bed. Then he threw both in the trash and finally left the cabin.

He had just enough time to calm down along the way.