[Infinite can't even say he didn't try this time; he would never think of giving Shadow anything less than his best, even if he were trying to get his opponent to let his guard down. Which is why it's so frustrating when Shadow manages to pin him down again, and Infinite glares up at Shadow. For once in his life he doesn't struggle, despite the burning hatred in his eyes, despite everything in him that wants nothing more than to maim this hedgehog in front of him.
Infinite's heart beats faster with the adrenaline, the wind magic in his hands dissipating. This was Shadow's mistake; he left him a free hand and the pin isn't nearly as complete as usual this time. Shadow's left him an opening, and...]
Will I, now? Perhaps that overconfidence will be your folly one day, Shadow. Because I do tire of losing like this.
[Infinite pauses for only a moment, looking up at Shadow, unsure of what this tightness in his chest is when he looks up at the hedgehog in front of him, but his hand moves and he launches forward and grabs the back of Shadow's head briefly, attempting to hold him while he...
...It isn't intentional, when their lips meet. In truth, Infinite doesn't know what he's thinking right now--if he even is at all. But their lips meet and Infinite holds Shadow there as he lets his clawed hand grip Shadow's quills like a lifeline and he kisses his most hated rival in what could only be describe as something out of a terrible fiction novel. Hell, Infinite even attempts to tackle Shadow to the ground this time in an attempt to get the upper hand but this is...
It's strange. It's not unwelcome. Infinite refuses to give this any further thought and tries to bite Shadow's lip when he gets the chance, his heart beating even faster, but it seems this terrible idea has come to some sort of fruition.
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Infinite's heart beats faster with the adrenaline, the wind magic in his hands dissipating. This was Shadow's mistake; he left him a free hand and the pin isn't nearly as complete as usual this time. Shadow's left him an opening, and...]
Will I, now? Perhaps that overconfidence will be your folly one day, Shadow. Because I do tire of losing like this.
[Infinite pauses for only a moment, looking up at Shadow, unsure of what this tightness in his chest is when he looks up at the hedgehog in front of him, but his hand moves and he launches forward and grabs the back of Shadow's head briefly, attempting to hold him while he...
...It isn't intentional, when their lips meet. In truth, Infinite doesn't know what he's thinking right now--if he even is at all. But their lips meet and Infinite holds Shadow there as he lets his clawed hand grip Shadow's quills like a lifeline and he kisses his most hated rival in what could only be describe as something out of a terrible fiction novel. Hell, Infinite even attempts to tackle Shadow to the ground this time in an attempt to get the upper hand but this is...
It's strange. It's not unwelcome. Infinite refuses to give this any further thought and tries to bite Shadow's lip when he gets the chance, his heart beating even faster, but it seems this terrible idea has come to some sort of fruition.
...Shadow, I'm so sorry--]