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Shadow Milk Cookie sat on the bed — The bed that he just so happened to share with his boyfriend, Pure Vanilla Cookie. You see, it was Valentine’s Day. AKA the day where cookies show their love for one another...
Shadow Milk Cookie thought it was stupid. He thought it was stupid how Eternal Sugar Cookie would not SHUT UP about it for literally every day of February and he especially thought it was stupid when Pure Vanilla Cookie walked through the door with a bouquet of candy flowers.
“Ugh. Don’t tell me you’re participating in that foolish holiday. I expected better from my favorite toy.”
Pure Vanilla Cookie smiled softly. “I wouldn’t want you to be lonely on a day like this. Please, let me love you,”
Pure Vanilla Cookie walked closer to Shadow Milk Cookie, handing him the bouquet. Shadow Milk Cookie immediately snatched the candy flowers from Pure Vanilla Cookie, eyebrows furrowed.
“Beg.”
If Shadow Milk Cookie demanded that he beg, then Pure Vanilla Cookie would beg. The blond lowered himself down to his knees. Albeit unbecoming of a king, he didn’t care. Anything for his lovely boyfriend.
“Please, darling,” Pure Vanilla Cookie started, gently gripping Shadow Milk Cookie’s leg before pressing a soft kiss to his shin. “I’ll do anything you want me to, I can make you feel so good—”
Shadow Milk Cookie cut him off with a teasing laugh. “Do you think you can make me squirt?” He asked, grinning at the cookie on his knees before him.
Pure Vanilla Cookie nodded in response, “Of course I can,” He said. He was confident in his abilities to make his darling Shadow Milk Cookie feel like he’s in heaven..
“C’mere, doll. Stand.” Shadow Milk Cookie ordered, and Pure Vanilla Cookie stood as if he were a cake hound awaiting a treat. The blue cookie reached behind his back, slowly pulling down the zipper to his skin-tight bodysuit.
Pure Vanilla Cookie softly bit his bottom lip, awaiting further instruction as he watched his partner remove all his clothing. If Pure Vanilla Cookie were truly a cake hound, his tail would be wagging an awful lot.
Once Shadow Milk Cookie had all his clothes off, he ordered Pure Vanilla Cookie to finally remove his robes, and like an obedient cake hound, Pure Vanilla Cookie did exactly that.
“Shadow Milk Cookie, baby, can I touch..? I beg of you, please..?” Pure Vanilla Cookie asked pathetically. His cock was so painfully hard that he would surely sob if Shadow Milk Cookie were to say no.
“You said you could make me squirt. Do what you can to make sure that happens..”
A sheepish smile spread across Pure Vanilla Cookie’s face as he gently pushed Shadow Milk Cookie down on the bed and climbed on top of him. He pressed soft kisses against his neck as he gripped his hips, sucking small dark purple spots onto his neck, which made Shadow Milk Cookie let out the softest little moan. “You’re not doing good enough, you gnat.”
Pure Vanilla Cookie let out a groan as soon as he said that, his cock throbbing in response.
“I apologize, blue bird.. I’ll make it up to you,” He said as he pressed his tip up against Shadow Milk Cookie’s pussy, and witches, he was wet. It was easy enough for Pure Vanilla Cookie to slip himself inside, due to Shadow Milk Cookie practically sopping.
Shadow Milk Cookie let out a whimper, his sharp ‘nails’ that were more like claws slightly digging into Pure Vanilla Cookie’s back. Red jam dripped down his back, and he clenched his jaw, but he had to ignore the pain for now. He had to focus on making his partner feel good.
He started to rock his hips back and forth, a grin on his face as he started to fucking glow. (Yes, literally glow.) Shadow Milk Cookie squinted his eyes at the light and scowled. “Ugh, you’re — ngh — glowing again.”
“Apologies, I just love you so much..!”
Shadow Milk Cookie clenched his jaw, eyes closing shut. He grinded up against Pure Vanilla Cookie, their hips meeting with each thrust. “Mmngh.. You’re too bright..” He complained, but that complaint soon became a high-pitched moan once Pure Vanilla somehow found out a way to push himself in deeper.
Shadow Milk Cookie’s back arched off the bed.. Pure Vanilla Cookie was hitting all the right places, and fuck, it felt amazing. “Mmpfh—! ‘Nill– ‘Nilla..!” He moaned, scratching up Pure Vanilla Cookie’s back, causing more jam to leak out.
Pure Vanilla Cookie reached down to press his thumb against Shadow Milk Cookie’s clit, roughly rubbing it in a circular motion, causing the blue cookie to shake. Surprisingly enough, he hadn’t squirted just yet, instead he fucking creamed. The thick, white liquid coating Pure Vanilla Cookie’s cock.
“Oh, you’re so precious, I — Mnghh.. — I didn’t realize you could do such a thing,”
Shadow Milk Cookie tried to let out a snarky remark, but all that came out was a loud, needy whine. He couldn’t speak, not with Pure Vanilla Cookie shoving his dick onto that sensitive spot inside of him over and over again.
All he wanted to do was talk, but all that came out was incomprehensible babble. He bucked his hips upwards, and he was able to get out a total of two full words before he squirted all over the fucking place.
“Ah, ah, l-love youuu, mppfhh….”