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Not every sub wants to be used. That's the assumption people make when they only understand the surface. Some don't want intensity. They want stability. They want someone whose presence quiets the noise in their head. Someone who notices when they're carrying too much before they break under it. Some people don't submit because they're looking for pain. They submit because for the first time in their life, someone makes them feel like they don't have to hold everything together alone. They just want to be held together properly.
āStop trying to flee from me,ā his voice was ragged, having long lost the showmanship he so adored putting forth. Your body seized forward, grasping the sheets of the bed and feeling something deep inside writhing. It hit you in all your most sensitive spots, near massaging into the nerve endings. He was hardly one to forget. Nothing escaped his eyes. And so many were locked onto you.
āWhy do you even want to run?ā he asked, grasping your hips with his hands. Claws dug into your flesh. āThere is no one in this world that sees you as I do,ā it was a hiss that left his mouth this time, breath fanning over your ear. āWhy were you scared?ā His words were punctuated with a particularly rough thrust. You whined. āYou're mine,ā he reminded you as hands began to travel up the sides of your body. Every crevice and edge was known to him, even with the passage of time and his sealing. You were always to be his.
A cry left you as the tentacle pushed against a spot deep inside. Shadow Milk gave a dangerous chuckle. āWhat does that light and truth give you, my darling?ā he asked, leaning over to gaze into your eyes, āWhat does he offer you that I don't already provide?ā His mismatched eyes narrowed.
He ground against your cervix, the tip of his tentacle dick swirling around the tight entrance. Your eyes went wide. āHe can't make you feel like this,ā a hand went between your thighs to rub at your clit, āDoes he even know about me? About us? That you have the mark of a beast?ā You shook your head as electric pleasure coursed through you. He rutted harshly inside and sighed. āMy dear little marionette,ā he tsk'd his tongue, āHow foolish! To lieā¦ And here I thought you were better than that!ā His free arm wrapped around your neck to pull you into him. A coil was rapidly building in your abdomen.
āWe're not so different, are we?ā he whispered before pressing the tip of his dick to massage your cervix again. The leaking mucosa, a potent aphrodisiac. It was soon the coil snapped. You crashed onto the bed, his words swirling in your mind. Kisses were peppered all over your jawline as he gave a few more harsh thrusts before warmth spread inside.
āDon't worry,ā he shifted the position so you both laid on your sides. The jester pressed your face into his nape. āI'll introduce you to my world,ā he promised so tenderly, āYou'll never stray from me again.ā
It felt easier to just give in than to keep fighting for the truth.
Especially after seeing your dear king fall just as you did.
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ok mango so hear me out: Millennial tree cookie NSFT headcanons. there's not enough content of this beautiful cookie and i really love the way you write!
Aww thanks so much!! <3 and fr, Millennial Tree is one of my fav Cookies and there's not enough stuff with him!!
š„š [Millennial Tree Cookie NSFT HCs]
Like a lot of Legendary Cookies, Millennial Tree Cookie is larger than most Cookies. Because of the size difference, he often likes to have you on his lap when lovemaking. Also he likes to see how cute you look too
Sometimes when the sex is particularly passionate (which is often) his horns will grow flowers during his climax, and you'll end up with flower petals sprinkled all over you by the end, which Millennial Tree thinks makes you look even more enticing.
He's a caring and gentle lover. Will take care of you well in the bedroom and will often start sessions out with eating you out/sucking you off until you cum before he moves on to penetration.
He's got LOTS of stamina, so he's willing to pleasure you for as long as you can take it. Or until you pass out.
Millennial Tree Cookie is very romantic. He will kiss every inch of you while whispering how precious you are to him.
His cum is thicker and a little sticker than average
Millennial Tree loves giving praise. He will praise you so sweetly, saying how good you are for taking him and how well you're doing
Likes to take his time during sex, he's into slow romantic lovemaking and making sure you're completely satisfied
You can make Millennial Tree fuck you harder by suggesting the mating press position and tugging his long air gently once he gets going. Then he'll start fucking you hard. He really likes having his hair pulled.
He's not into physically harming you during sex (ei: impact play, choking, ect) He doesn't want to cause you any pain whatsoever!
One thing he will allow however, is some light bondage. Millennial Tree will be very hesitant to the idea at first, but you'll be able to convince him to try it once you have a safe word in place, just in case. He will use roots and vines to tie you up, and once he see's you like that he can't help but be turned on by it.
Soon your hands being held down by tree roots, and vines wrapped around your body, gently caressing and squeezing you while Millennial Tree eats you out/sucks you off will become a commen occurrence.
(This one might be a little silly lol) If you're a regular Cookie, I can imagine having Millennial Tree Cookie cum inside you will actually extend your lifespan due to the residual life magic. But hey, that only means you can stay by his side for much longer <3
Is a king of aftercare. Anything you want, he will do it. Millennial Tree Cookie will bring you healthy snacks, drinks, heating pads, or damp towels to assist with clean up. Want a massage? He'll do that too! No need to walk either (if you still can after), he will carry you! Not to mention a lot of cuddles and praise afterwards.
Though he likes to take care of you during sex and is perfectly happy topping, he's more of a switch.
If you want to top he'll happily let you. Tugging on his hair or horns when you're fucking him from behind will make him melt
Anyone who thinks asking for consent kills the mood has clearly never seen their partner hot and heavy and flustered stammering out the word āpleaseā
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āThis kink is problematic when you think about itā ohhhhhh shit ok lemme head on over to the kink store and trade these kinks in for one that make my jackoff fantasies morally superior
šHi, I finally finished. I'm so happy, these have been the bane of my existence since I started earlier this month. I just couldn't quite articulate myself right, but now it's over. I'm done. NSFW isn't as spicy as you'd like, and it's mostly about shadownilla, but enjoy anyway lol.
Tw: Nsfw; Nothing else I don't think
Info: Pure Vanilla x Reader x Shadow Milk; nsfw & sfw; fluff and angst
-These two bring out the absolute worst in each other. Seriously, something about the other just manages to get under their skin. They just know how to make each other tick ā Shadow Milk especially can get Pure Vanilla all kinds of pissed off.
-Perhaps itās because theyāre each other's other half; they understand each other so well ā too well.
-Truthfully, a relationship between the two of them isnāt possible until after episode 8. Shadow Milk doesnāt consider Pure Vanilla as someone eligible to love or have a relationship with until Pure Vanilla presents him with the idea.
-Despite his initial rejection, the idea of it burns in the back of his mind and invades his every thought. He tries desperately to convince himself that Pure Vanilla is lying, that heās cruel and trying to trick him, and that he shouldnāt believe his words.
-Wouldnāt it be nice, though? To have someone who really loves him, who understands him like no one else can? Pure Vanilla is his other half, no one could know Shadow Milk like he could.
-The thought festers and eats at him all throughout the rest of the confrontations and battles. It makes him feel weak and useless, to be soā¦ desperate for another cookie. A cookie he should otherwise despise. It's funny how life can be so cruel, making him fall in love with someone who has every right to despise him.
-But Pure Vanilla doesnāt hate him, not at all. He wants to connect with Shadow Milk just as much as he does. His other half is there waiting for him, heart fragile and already broken. He wants nothing more than to pick up the pieces.
-He wants to show Shadow Milk that itās okay to be weak, itās okay to let someone care for him. Pure Vanilla wants Shadow Milk to believe in him, and he wants him to finally feel the warmth of his affection for him.
-Now where do you come in here? Itās complicated, but I can only assume you are Pure Vanillaās partner rather than Shadow Milkās first.
-Shadow Milk is far too possessive, and heās incredibly loyal to his partner, all things considered. I canāt see him easily sharing a partner, regardless of his feelings for Pure Vanilla, if he already has attachments to you.
-Pure Vanilla, though, while he is possessive to a point, he also understands how selfish feeling the way he does about Shadow Milk is. Itās unfair to you that he gets to fall in love with his other half and you donāt.
-And, quite honestly, heād be flattered if you did fall in love with Shadow Milk. They are quite literally soulmates, made to mirror one another. You are falling for Shadow Milk because he reminds you of Pure Vanilla, which makes his heart race. Your dedication to him is nothing if not admirable.
-It takes quite a bit of talking between the two of you to establish your feelings on the situation. Regardless of what you decide (which is, of course, to let Shadow Milk in), Pure Vanilla will remain loyal to your decision. He would never betray your trust, which is why heās so open about his feelings for Shadow Milk in the first place.
-Shmilk doesnāt think all that much of you. He knows what you mean to Pure Vanilla (which makes his skin crawl more than heād like to admit), but other than that, youāre just another annoying pest.
-Well, until he finds himself jealous of you ā really jealous of you. He wants to know whatās so special about you. Why does Pure Vanilla like you so damn much, whatās special about you?Ā
-When he starts to watch you, he understands. Youāre sweet and kind and soft as a flower. Still, there is an edge to you that Pure Vanilla does not have. Playfulness and a lighthearted nature that has him laughing along with you all the time. The two of you make up two halves of a whole, and he finds himself desiring you just as much as he does Pure Vanilla.
-He finds himself wishing he could also experience love with the two of you, but even if he suddenly turns a new leaf, you have each other. How could he get in between that? Why would you let him? Itās just not a possibility in his mind.
-The two of you, though? Youāve already made the decision that youāre willing to try with him. If he allows you to, that is. Itās certainly an odd thing to propose to someone who is supposed to hate you, but things work out in the end.
-So, assuming Shadow Milk and the other beasts get a chance at redemption, you and Pure Vanilla personally aid him in his rehabilitation. Giving him a place to stay and the grace and patience he needs to grow and change into the cookie he wants to be.
-There is no intent to get him to fall in love with either of you at this point. It would be manipulative to do such a thing, and as such, you approach it as willing friends. Youāve both come to care for him, so of course you offer to take up the burden. What happens during his healing is merely happenstance, thanks to the situation.
-...Perhaps there was a little intent, but it was so easy to get him all soft. Surely, it wasnāt entirely either of your faults when you found yourselves spending so much time with him. The lingering touches and stolen glances were far too natural between the three of you, it felt like you were meant to be together.
-It takes Shadow Milk a very long time to get used to the affections you share with him and even longer for him to trust that they are true. He hasnāt trusted in a very long time, and while he is willing to give you a chance, that doesnāt mean he isnāt scared to do so.
-The best way to describe your love is slow and steady. Itās little steps forward at the pace that Shadow Milk has set for the three of you.
-He allows you in first, believe it or not. The history between him and Pure Vanilla is hard on him, and it makes him more jumpy around the well-meaning cookie. He talks to you about things you wouldnāt expect him to, like his past and his struggles with changing things after all heās done.
-He tells you tales of when he was a young cookie, and he shares knowledge of the world with you. He has such a vulnerable look on his face when he talks about it, soft and almost remorseful as he discusses his people and his friends.Ā
-He worries youāll reject him or shame him for the things heās done wrong, but you donāt. You just listen and ask questions and smile so sweetly at him, and he feels guilty for feeling the way he does about you.Ā
-Youāll have to introduce Pure Vanilla to these little quiet sessions, and it has to be after getting Shadow Milkās explicit consent, or else heāll block you out. Heās less open with Pure Vanilla there, but the more he shows, the more comfortable Shadow Milk gets.Ā
-Eventually, these meetings become more intimate, sharing more personal things amongst yourselves. Talking about feelings naturally things lean into more flirty comments and romantic gestures until the three of you are comfortable enough to lay atop each other while discussing the world together.
-It spooks Shadow Milk that neither of them rebuff his advances and that you seem to encourage his flirting with your partner. He wonāt bring it up, though. Heās more than happy to have the benefits of you two without the real deal, so long as it doesnāt mess things up for him.
-Yes, as expected, you and Pure Vanilla have to proposition himā¦ but youād already understood that. After so long of your little routine, the two of you feel that itās time to ask him if heād like to join your relationship ā not as a third, but as a genuine missing part of both of you. He was Pure Vanillaās soulmate, and you were his other half. Did that not also mean you were Shadow Milkās other half, too?
-Itās not something he can argue with easily, even with his limitless knowledge. So, with no grievances to speak of and no want to complain, he accepts your proposition, making the three of you an official couple.
-As a couple, youāre a very odd trio. Shadow Milk, despite being on the road to redemption, is still very opposite of Pure Vanilla and yourself. Heās a trickster, and heās not exactly nice to be around, so other cookies find your relationship to be strange. Whatever makes you happyā¦
-Shadow Milk thrives on getting under Pure Vanillaās skin, no matter how much he loves him, so itās very often that he does something thatāll get the normally patient cookie heated. Heāll do the same to you, but if you tell him off, heāll stop and listen to you like a good little boyfriend.
-Pure Vanilla usually sighs these little things he does off; he finds it endearing more than exhausting, but he wonāt lie and say it doesnāt bother him that Shadow Milk is so well-behaved for you and not him. He pouts and sighs about it, but donāt be fooled, this is just his way of getting you to dote on him and tell Shadow Milk off again.
-Despite how much they care about each other, they are highly competitive. You tend to be the victim of these little competitions of theirs, purely because of how close they are to you.
-The most typical of these is them trying to one-up one another in displays of affection. Theyāre both big on gift-giving, so you can expect plenty of gifts. If Pure Vanilla gets you a cute little trinket, Shadow Milk is handmaking you a cute little dolly to remind you of him. Shadow Milk gets you flowers, Pure Vanilla has your favorites planted in their own little section in the kingdom gardens. They just have to prove to the other that theyāre better at the craft of being your partner.
-Donāt worry, though; they do love each other a lot. This is just how they show their affection to each other. When you are literally with your other half, you get under their skin because you know them so well. Normal affection isnāt easy for either of them, so this is how they chose to show the other they care.
-Shadow Milk is more physically affectionate, while Pure Vanilla is more verbally affectionate. They make up for each other's weak spots in affection toward you, working in tandem to make sure you donāt feel left out or unloved by either party.
-Shadow Milk will carry you around the kingdom or dance around the gardens with you, tugging you close and holding you tightly as if you may disappear from his grasp at any moment. Pure Vanilla hums sweet nothings into your ear, telling you all the things he adores about you, talking to you as if you are the most precious thing on all of earthbread.
-When they are together, you never feel as though you are an outsider to two soulmates, but instead a part of them that they cannot bear to lose. They are both softer to you than they are with each other because they need you to know just how loved you are. If you ever felt left out, I think it would kill the both of them.
-They donāt get jealous of one another ā not usually, at least. Shadow Milk has a few stints here and there, but they have trust and respect in each other. However, the jealousy issues they have individually increase quite a bit because they feed off one another a lot.
-Again, they have no real reason to doubt your loyalty, and they do trust you. No other cookie is much of a threat to either of them, but they canāt help it. When they see you smiling and enjoying yourself with someone who isnāt them? They get annoyed, and they express that annoyance to each other, and they mutually agree that theyāre totally in the right in their feelings. (Shadow Milk has to press Pure Vanilla on it, but he caves pretty quickly.)
-Shadow Milk is the type to directly insert himself into the situation, making it very clear that you are taken. Pure Vanilla will come in a little later, but also make it very known that you are not on the market, nor will you ever be again. Itās intimidating. Even being in the same area as this goes down is enough to freak the average cookie out.
-They are also very protective of you, but I believe theyāre both laxer about your safety when you are together than when you're separate. You have two of the most powerful cookies on earthbread looking after you, theyāre pretty confident that youāre gonna be fine. Where one of them might fail, the other picks up the slack. This means they both feel more comfortable leaving you to your own devices.Ā
-Now, if something happens to you? If a stupid cookie hurts you? Oh, itās hell to pay. While Pure Vanilla is kind and forgiving, he is less so when it comes to your safety. He wonāt stop Shadow Milk when he takes things into his own hands, standing on the side and caring for you as the unfortunately stupid cookie gets their just desserts.
-Now, shall we move on to more fun things? (MDNI PAST THIS POINT)
-If you think these two are difficult outside of the bedroom, you donāt wanna see them in bed. Or maybe youāre into that, then sure, knock yourself out. Truthfully speaking, though, they do a lot of back-and-forth in the sheets (heh).
-Theyāre both switches leaning dom (Service for PV and rough for SMC), so the likelihood of you getting to top is low. You might get a semblance of being in control here or there, but itās more likely that one of them is guiding you without you realizing it. Neither of them has the heart to tell you the truth (Well, Shadow Milk just thinks it's funny).
-It usually starts with Shadow Milk taking the initiative, which means heās in control more frequently. Like I said in my initial headcanons for him, he needs control. Sex is vulnerable and requires him to show weakness to you, this feeling only amplifies with Pure Vanilla around, so he absolutely will not relinquish power until heās fully settled in the relationship.
-Pure Vanilla, the kind soul that he is, doesnāt mind it one bit. While he would prefer to take care of both of you, heās alright letting Shadow Milk have what he needs. He still gets to pleasure you as you like, and as long as he can make one of you feel good, heās satisfied.
-Where the arguing comes in is with how they treat you in bed.
-Shadow Milk is rough, wild, uninhibited in the way that he fucks you. He wants to have fun, make you let loose, and see you fall apart between pain and pleasure. He also wants to see Pure Vanilla engage in the same kind of rough sex with you, enjoying having the softer cookie do something out of character. Again, he wants that control.
-Pure Vanilla is soft and loving, and he gives you everything you could ever ask of him without needing words. Sex is an extension of his love for you, an expression of gratitude for all that you do for him. While he understands Shadow Milkās desires and does not judge him, he hates to see you so tortured ā even if you do enjoy it.
-The solution they come to? Shadow Milk guides Pure Vanilla as he likes in giving you pleasure, and he gets to torture Pure Vanilla all he likes, so long as you remain satisfied in the end.Ā
-So, very frequently, you will find Pure Vanillaās face buried between your legs, happily swallowing up all you give him while Shadow Milk either controls him by a vice grip on his hair or edges the poor cookie so badly you think he may pass out from it.
-He never does, though, and the muffled cries of his pleasure only seem to heighten everything tenfold.Ā
-Itās usually you sandwiched between the two with Shadow Milk at the lead, or you being worshipped by Pure Vanilla while he gets his guts scrambled by Shadow Milk.Ā
-Shadow Milk is, unsurprisingly, much more mean to Pure Vanilla than he ever is to you. He feels like he needs to prove himself in the bedroom, and as such, heās much more aggressive to Pure Vanilla than he is with you. Heās rougher, more sadistic, more controlling because he feels like he has to be.Ā
-Pure Vanilla is happy to take on the brunt of this, though it takes some adjusting and getting used to, he finds himself oddly enjoying the harsher treatment. It makes him dizzy in a way heād never experienced, and the pleasure is really something else.
-Donāt worry though. Shadow Milk doesnāt leave you out of the fun. After heās effectively turned Pure Vanilla to mush, he always makes sure you get attention too. Canāt have you thinking he favors Pure Vanilla more, can he?
-Youāre given more grace than his other half, only because he knows you canāt take all that Pure Vanilla can. Doesnāt mean he doesnāt overstimulate you and mark you up nicely.
-Speaking of marking, the two of them have an issue with going overboard. They encourage each otherās possessive tendencies when they have you sandwiched between them. Shadow Milk leaves a mark so Pure Vanilla has to, but Pure Vanillaās is darker so Shadow Milk must give you a darker one ā you can see the problem here.
-Most of it is just them feeding off each other and encouraging the other to be a menace in their way, but you always end up satisfied, so in the end, itās alright.
-Now, the longer you are together, the more Shadow Milk softens up. Little by little, you can see how he begins to relax, and thatās when Pure Vanilla gets the chance to shine.Ā
-Without much effort, he coaxes Shadow Milk into giving up his control, allowing him to care for the fragile cookie without much argument. Because he gives Pure Vanilla control, it also means you get to take care of him as well.
-The two of you do well to make him feel loved and adored when you get this chance, as it is rare he allows it to happen, even with the established trust.
-Watching him tremble beneath your lips while Pure Vanilla caresses his sides is like a miracle drug. He looks to you mostly for reassurance, still finding it hard to rely on Pure Vanilla, and you give it to him with reverence.Ā
-Pure Vanilla has taken all the time being used as a means of learning what gets Shadow Milk going. He uses the knowledge to make him come undone and open up for the two of you, able to get him squirming with only a little effort on his part. He guides you on what you need to do with a gentleness that you almost donāt realize heād been planning for a while.
-The two of you shower Shadow Milk with praise, making him feel like he is something more than a god. Worshipped without being revered, loved without any strings attached, itās all too much for him to handleā¦ and the first night he bottoms he cries as he cums.Ā
-Heād never felt so loved, even before he fell, and he was adored by all those cookies. It was such a scary moment for him, to be so vulnerable and realize that he could be vulnerable. That he was safe to be vulnerable and that neither of you would use it against him when the morning came.
-Now Iāve done a lot of talking about them individually, what are they like with you, because itās certainly different.
-Like I said, they feed off each other a lot, which means youāre very overstimulated most of the time. While Pure Vanilla isnāt exactly the biggest fan of overstimulating you to the point of tears, he can put that aside for the fact that you sound absolutely heavenly when youāve cum six times in a row.
-Imagine this: Pure Vanillaās need to please mixed with Shadow Milkās need to see you fall apart. Itās a nightmare, truly.
-Pure Vanilla knows how to make your head spin within moments, and Shadow Milk encourages him to do it again and again and again until you are a babbling incoherent mess. (Pure Vanilla hates to admit just how cute he finds it.)
-They may be the bane of each others existence, but they work pretty well together when it comes to making you cum.Ā
-Typically, Shadow Milk is at your back and Pure Vanilla at your front. It gives Shadow Milk more control over you both being behind. He can pull Pure Vanillaās hair, suckle kisses along your throat, play with you while Pure Vanilla fucks you with his cock.Ā
-They are both very big into double penetration, but donāt worry, they always prep you well. Whether itās in one hole or two doesnāt matter; being able to feel all three of you together is something they both enjoy very much.Ā
-If you are the one giving head, itās usually to Pure Vanilla, while Shadow Milk takes you from behind. He likes hearing the way you stutter and choke and he thrusts into you like a mad man.
-Theyāre ratherā¦ infuriating together, working too well together while insisting that they do not. You get satisfied in the end, so can you really complain?
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Thoughts on milking Shadow Milk through his ass instead of riding him?
GET THE STRAP! GET THE STRAP
His reaction? At first, itās pure mockery. His usual cocky, dramatic selfāgrinning wide, tossing his jester hat aside, pacing in a slow circle around you like youāve just brought him a toy. "Ohhh~? Whatās this, sweetheart? Planning on topping me tonight?"
He laughsālow, sharp, confident.
But thereās a waver to it.
Because even as heās teasing, his eyes keep darting to the strap. The size. The intention. The fact that youāre serious.
Smut incoming/ MDNI
So now heās already lying there, dramatic as everāhead tilted back against the pillows, legs lazily parted, chest rising and falling with slow, expectant breaths, and his lips curve into that familiar sharp grin. "Oh? So now youāre going to worship me first? I knew you couldnāt resist." Heās cocky. Smirking. Mocking you even as your fingers slide between his legs.
But the moment you touch himāproperly, with care, with purposeāhis voice catches. Just a little. His lashes flutter. And that grin? It wavers. "Nnghhā¦ Iā I was only teasing, you knowā" You feel him tense under you. You press in deeper. Stroke over that tight ring of muscle, slow and teasing, coated in slick lube or your own spitāanything to make the glide smooth, comforting, perfect.
He gasps. Bites his lip. His hips twitch against your hand. And now heās trying to pretend heās not into it."Y-youāreā¦ hahā¦ really taking your time, arenāt you? How generous of youānnnghhātchā¦" Heās a mess. Clenching around your fingers, squirming under your hand.
"moreāgive me another oneā¦" Trying to mask the way his hips are starting to roll down against your hand, seeking more. And thatās when you stop.You curl your finger just right, hit that sweet spot one more time, and thenāPull out.
Not roughly.
Delicately.
Teasingly.
Cruelly slow.
"Ah ahāYou think you can tell me what you want?" Heās trying to save faceājust barely. His lips twitch in a half-smile, something strained and shaky. He wants to pretend he's still in control. "Ahaā¦ youāre being rather stern, arenāt you? I only meant to suggestā" Your grip closes around him. Firm. Tight. Your hand closes around his cock in warning. Enough to make him jerk, breath catching in his throat. His eyes go wideālashes flutteringāhis voice cutting off with a strangled, high-pitched breath. "Hhā!"
You lean in close, breath ghosting over his cheek, your tone low and sharp like silk-wrapped steel: "I said. You donāt tell me what you want." You give him a slow, deliberate pump in your gripāenough to make his thighs tense and a sweet, helpless whimper catch in his throat.
"If you beg before I tell you to, Iāll stop."
"If you demand again, I wonāt touch you at all."
Those words ring in his brain. And you squeezeāonce. A reminder. A promise. His head tips back, breathless. His fingers curl in the sheets. You feel him throb in your hand, shivering under your control.
"Y-you drive a hard bargain," he breathes, voice cracked but giddy beneath the heat. "But Iāll behaveā¦Please."
Heās panting now, jaw tight, shoulders tremblingāabsolutely owned by the feel of your hand on him, and the knowledge that youāre in control of everything.
...
You guide him with careāhands still firm on his thighs, holding him open as you position yourself. The strap brushes against his entrance, slick and warm, and you feel his breath catch. His hands grip the sheets. "Nghā¦ waitāw-waitā"
But heās not telling you to stop.
Heās just overwhelmed.
Already.
You smile. "Breathe," you murmur against his ear. "You said you could take it. Were you lying?"
And oh, the way he shivers under that. The way his lashes flutter, and his lips part in a soundless, whimpering little gasp. "N-no. I wasnātā¦ IāI canā¦" So you press in, slowly, carefully. Until the tip slips past that delicate ring of muscle, and his whole body arches.
"Hhahā!" You donāt stop. Not yet. You rock in with slow, deliberate pressureāinch by inch, letting him feel every second of it.
"Ahhhās-so fullāsoā¦ ohhhā¦" You bottom out with a final push, your hips flush against his. His breath stutters in his throat. His thighs tremble. Heās quivering, his body clenching sweetly around you as if trying to adjust and beg for more all at once.
You pause. Let him feel it.
Let him tremble.
Let him want.
And then you start to move.
Rhythmic. Slow. Deep.
Your hands pin his hips in place, guiding the paceānot letting him escape, not letting him rush. His breath comes in short, high whines, his voice soft and broken:
"Nghhā¦ nghā¦ s-so good, Iāitās too muchā¦"
"No," you breathe against his throat. "This is what you begged for."
He moansāquiet, strangledāhis fingers curling tight around your wrist, pleading for more even as his body struggles to handle it.
You adjust your angle. You thrust againādeeper, this time.
You hit it."
That spot.
And he breaks. "Hh-AHHā!" His back arches, his whole body tenses around you, "T-thatāagaināpleaseāagainā" You slam back in. Over and over, steady, deep, mercilessābut not cruel. Claiming. Worshipful. "You're so tight," you whisper. "You take it so wellā¦ look at you. My perfect little thing."
He can't speak anymore. Just moans. Just gasps.
Shadow Milk CookieāMaster of Mischiefāhas been reduced to your soft, gasping, needy puppet.
His thighs are shaking. His breath is shallow, stuttering out in hitched gasps. You feel the way his body tightens, writhes, pulls you in with every roll of your hips. "A-ahhhānnngh, IāI canātā" "Yes you can," you purr. "Be good for me. Let go."
And thenāYou grab him. Wrap your hand around his throbbing cock in a firm, practiced gripāstroking in time with your thrusts. And his entire body convulsed. His head snaps back, lips parted in a loud, broken moan that echoes off the walls. Then he cums...
Hard.
Messy.
Rope after rope spilling over your hand, over his stomach, his voice trembling as he whimpers through the high. His chest heaves, flushed and slick, legs weak and twitching. "Nnnnhh... o-ohhhā¦ oh witches..."
He shudders, soft, overwhelmed gasps escaping him even after he finishesāhis body still twitching around the strap buried deep inside him, clenching rhythmically in the aftershocks. You stay buried inside, holding him close as he melts into you, the last remnants of his pride dribbling away with every gentle breath. And when you lean down, kiss his temple, whisper,
"You did so well for me."
He just nods, eyes lidded. voice gone, and completely yours.
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WHO MADE THAT MESS? YOU DID KIIIING, I MADE THAT MESS? YES KINGGG!!!
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