Feb 20, 2025
Cupid Cookie is probably the only one who adores and cherishes Candy Apple Cookie. Unlike her damn daddy.
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Cupid Cookie is probably the only one who adores and cherishes Candy Apple Cookie. Unlike her damn daddy.
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Give a Second Chance to Cupid - Episode 7
A/N: Another short one here. I know, I know they're seemingly short and it may seem like filler content. I assure you it won't be fillers and fillers for much longer.
Warnings: None
Episode 8: Here!
Along the furthest path of Beast-Yeast past an abandoned village town, a tall milky white tower stands tall and proud, the sharp roof tops piercing the skies. Yet, it was not done yet. Preparations were still being made, adding on the sets, readying the star performers and practice of illusions to fool the mind. Rabbits of different breeds in clown aesthetic threads march to and fro to assist in the set pieces with the assistance of a finely dressed Cookie, holding his microphone delicately.
“Don’t use that frame. It’s worn and peeling. We have created multiple new ones, use those instead.” He directs the two black and white spotted rabbits supporting a painting, walking off to replace it.
“Those are too many roses, trim them and place them somewhere else. Don’t group them together, it looks cluttered. Spread them out in the Spire and make it look neat.” Rabbits gathered armfuls of roses and transported the flowers in different directions, leaving stray petals behind them.
A lot of busy work for the ever so influential Black Sapphire Cookie. Do these cottontails realize their incompetence is cutting into his very important vocal warmups to sound just as handsome as he looks?
Oh but of course they don’t.
He didn’t have time for this. Pointing at another rabbit. “You. Yes you, I am appointing you as the new stage director now!” He demanded before walking away with a flourish, hands clasped behind his back as his sentient microphone eyed the rabbit down.
The halls of Spire twist, morph and are unpredictable. And yet, more were in the process of creation as the tower continues to grow. Only a stage so grandiose for the star performer.
Speaking of, he hasn’t been seen for quite some time. It usually wasn’t something to stress about, Shadow Milk Cookie was a rather busy cookie. Yet, this felt different. It couldn’t properly be conveyed in words, just a feeling . Maybe curiosity?
It was a curiosity.
How could he not be?
It’s his purpose to be in the know-it-all of Earthbread, know everything about each individual cookie so he can twist the narratives to his listeners. Finding satisfaction in the destruction of their reputations crumbles into dust by misinformation.
Not to say he would do that to his Master, he’s not a reckless fool. That label belongs to Candy Apple Cookie.
As expected.
He’s hunched at his floating work desk.
By the witches, that’s a lot of plushies. Why did he need that many?
“What do you need, Black Sapphire Cookie?” Shadow Milk questioned, not turning away from his craft. “Aren’t you supposed to be directing in my stead? Schedule is tight, you know and I need all the staff on deck.”
“Of course. Don’t worry, Master. I have assigned another to take my place in the meantime and I will return to it soon.” He says proudly before folding his hands behind his back to examine all of the stuffed plushies and paper crafted puppets. Stitched and painted faces of cookies he is only familiar with by word of mouth.
But
Wait.
He stopped in front of a small plushie pile. At the very top of the small mountain, there was a doll of a cookie he isn’t familiar with. He got closer to it and pinched the small sides to hold it up for closer inspection. “This is.. quite an interesting take on Eternal Sugar Cookie.” He snided.
“What are you talking about?” Shadow Milk cookie turns away from his craft and his mismatched eyes grew wide. “Oi! Hands off!” Thin strings stretched out to immediately snatch the apprehended doll out of the other cookie’s hands.
“...Who is this cookie?”
“None of YOUR business!” He turns back to his workbench, hunched over to really bury his face in his work.
“I’m not too familiar with this cookie, Master Shadow Milk Cookie. Is she perhaps with this bunch we’re preparing for?”
“I said, none of your business!” He’s really focused on getting this stitch in, piercing the needle into the fabric.
Black Sapphire Cookie went silent for a few seconds, before stepping closer behind the jester. “Master Shadow Milk Cookie, who are they?”
He stopped sewing for a moment, then he shook his head to resume. “No one.”
Unconvincing answer.
He sighed. “You know, Master, you haven’t been as quippy, dramatic nor chatty as I remember you to be.”
…
“No randomly popping in from the shadows, creating more than performing, you’ve been locked in this room longer than usual.”
…
“If…this cookie has something to do with you behaving rather out of character, then don’t you believe they should be handled with? I can deal with them before they arrive. It’ll give me enough time to-”
“Do not.”
The way the command was growled out silenced the other cookie immediately. He turned to face his master and flinched at the sight of his deadly gaze boring into his very soul. Even the eyes in his hair stare him down with ill-intent. “M-my apologies, Master. I did not mean to step out of line.” Black Sapphire Cookie dipped his head, his face growing warm with shame.
The room went uncomfortably quiet again.
“She was in the Faerie Kingdom.”
Black Sapphire Cookie lifted his head up. “Hm?”
“She was pairing cookies together, because that Kingdom is so sad and such a drag they needed to get some romance going. That’s why she was there.” Then he snickered. “Oh if only they knew how she truly felt about them.”
“Disdain?”
“Jealousy! And even hatred.” Shadow Milk Cookie laughed. “Oh! It’s hysterical really! Pissing off the one cookie you asked for help because your Kingdom is so gloomy and what, she broke a few rules here and there?! Ugh, just like their Guardian.” He relaxes, staring ahead at the doll before continuing, “She was interesting. It made me wonder more about her, what she’s like. Luring her into the forest, working up the charms and she kept coming back for more!”
“Uh huh. I see. And the doll is because…?”
Shadow Milk Cookie frowns. “I wanted to match.” He shrugged.
Black Sapphire Cookie squinted at him. “You’re infatuated with this cookie.”
Silence.
“Maybe. But! She’s gone! Left early when Nilly and Lily showed up!” He lied.
“Assuming her return seems to be slim to none?”
“Leaning on the none. Pesky cookies really waste their energies to play the hero. Unfortunately, she would fall for it and follow along.”
“From what you told me about her, it wouldn’t be because she wanted to. But she isn’t given a choice in the manner.” Black Sapphire Cookie starts thinking.
“I can read your thoughts. You better not pull some shit behind the scenes.”
“No no, Master. I am just brainstorming. Hm. I’ll get back to finishing up my tasks after I handle my own.” He turns and starts walking over to the closed door. Then he stops when he grips the handle. “I assume you don’t want me to tell Candy Apple Cookie about this.”
“Did you even need to assume?”
Black Sapphire Cookie snickers before stepping out and closing the door behind him. He turns and- “SHIT!” Jumped back far, his back bumps against the door and clutches his chest.
Candy Apple Cookie stood before the older cookie, her bright red eyes stared up at him widely. “What were you doing in my Master’s workroom?”
Black Sapphire Cookie gave an exaggerated sigh before smoothing his wrinkled suit with annoyance. “I’m not doing this again with you.” He grumbled before walking off.
She followed behind closely. “What were you two talking about?! I heard you say my name! What did you say?! What did he say?! Black Sapphire Cookie do NOT ignore me!”
Cupid Cookie paced back and forth in her living room.
She can’t tell her friends this.
No.
Not limited to friends.
No one can know about this.
How could she even explain it? ‘Hey guys, I’m pregnant! Oh how? I like absolutely fucked One of the Deadliest Cookies on Earthbread!’
By the witches, how could she have been so careless?! So.. embarrassingly desperate? This was probably some kind of twisted punishment for such actions.
She stopped pacing and just sat on her chair. All of that pacing exhausted her. She leans back in her chair, staring up at her ceiling.
This was reality. This was it.
And.
Maybe instead of crying about it and taking her sexual frustrations out on the doll version of the cookie that caused this, Cupid Cookie needed to adapt to this.
She gets up and slowly flies around her house, refreshing her memory of the layout. Bathroom. Kitchen. Living Room. Bedroom. The essentials needed to home just one cookie, yet big enough for guests.
“Hmm. I should discuss it with the Sugar Gnomes. I’m not too good at this.” She mumbled to herself before grabbing her cellphone and flying out of the house.
“Doopity-Doo? You wanna expand your house?” The small, full bearded handymen asked. “You don’t want to just find a different house, Cupid Cookie?”
She shakes her head and smiles. “Oh no no. Where I’m currently at is rather comfortable. Not to mention convenient.” She hums a laugh.
“Those are rather important! However, depending on how much remodeling needs to be done will also depend on how many materials we’ll need.” A Sugar Gnome explains to her.
“I would just need one room added. That wouldn’t be too much work for you guys, would it?”
“Nothing is too much work for us!” They proudly announce. “We love building and assisting in the kingdom and the cookies! We’ll be more than happy to add a room if that is something you want, Cupid Cookie.”
She nodded her head. “Thank you. It’s really appreciated.”
“Just one more thing,” A Gnome stepped up, his little mallet resting on his shoulder. “For the safety of cookies when it comes to construction, you will have to be away from the area.”
Cupid Cookie blinked in surprise. “I-I see. W-well, that is fair honestly. Uhm… I have a friend who’s local that I can stay with in the meantime.” She scrolls on her cellphone. “One moment.”
RING! RING!
RING! RING!
“Peanut Butter Cookie speaking.”
“Hey, PB.” Cupid Cookie responded, trying to hide her nervousness. “Hey listen, I’m getting work done on my house by the Sugar Gnomes and I need somewhere to stay until they’re done.”
“Remodel? What for?”
Cupid Cookie swore internally. She had a hunch she was gonna ask, but was hoping that it wouldn’t have happened. “Just wanted the extra space. That’s all.”
“Ah. Well. I would love to have you stay, however it’s just impossible.”
“What? How come?”
“I have family over. They’re visiting for a week and all the space I thought was free has been taken up.”
“Did the entire jamline show up and just pack themselves in?”
Peanut Butter Cookie snorted. “Pretty much, yes. But I love them regardless. I’m very sorry, Cupid Cookie. But I’m sure Neapolitan Cookie wouldn’t mind it.”
Cupid Cookie slouched her shoulders. “But she lives in Parfaedia..that’s a ways away from the Kingdom!”
“I’m sorry, I really am-hm? Yes? Alright, I’ll be over. Listen Cupid Cookie, if you don’t wanna stay in Parfaedia then why not just cancel the construction? Surely the need for extra storage can’t be that dire, right?”
Cupid Cookie chewed the inside of her cheek. (If only that was the case.) She just sighed. “I’ll.. I’ll give her a call. Don’t let me hold you, Peanut Butter Cookie.”
“...I hope it goes well. Take care.”
Beep!
The line had cut.
Cupid Cookie shuffled her feet before ringing up Neapolitan Cookie.
Parfaedia, a bustling city known for their magical cookies and the Institute. Stepping away from the train station while wheeling her suitcase alongside her with her cellphone in hand, Cupid Cookie looked around with caution. While she has heard the good about this city, she has heard the bad. Illegal usage of magic, occasional swarms of monsters, objects coming to life to attack-it’s one of the many locations to have a Police Station. And the Kingdom just recently recruited knights.
“Oi! On your left!”
Cupid Cookie turned her head left and sighed in relief.
Neapolitan Cookie and Misfit Cookie arrived. “We had to do some cleaning up and rearrange some stuff for your stay. Took a little longer because Misfit here didn’t tell me our vacuum was broken.”
Misfit Cookie huffed, crossing her arms. “I said I was sorry!”
Cupid Cookie flew over to hug them both. “It’s appreciated. I’m sorry for troubling you.”
Neapolitan Cookie waved it off. “It’s not an issue for me, Cupid Cookie. I truly don’t mind it at all. You’re free to come over whenever! I really don’t mind.” She smiles as she squeezed Cupid’s hands. Then she turns to face the city. “If you’re hungry-”
“Starving.”
Neapolitan Cookie laughs. “We can either eat at my house or we can get something out there.”
“Can we go to that one place with the juicy jelly burgers?” Misfit Cookie asked. “I’m crazy for their milkshakes.”
“It’s up to what Cupid Cookie is in the mood for.” Neapolitan Cookie says to her niece.
The mention of a juicy jelly burger did sound appealing. Very appealing. She placed a hand over her stomach and nodded her head. “Yeah, we can get burgers.”
Cupid Cookie leans back with a sigh. “Hooh.. I don’t think I can eat another bite. I’m stuffed.”
Neapolitan Cookie and Misfit Cookie stared at the three baskets placed in front of Cupid Cookie with surprise. Neapolitan Cookie spoke up, “I understand you were sick for sometime, but were you that hungry? Three jellyburgers and sugar sticks is a lot, even for me.”
Cupid Cookie laughs nervously, blushing a little. “I guess I was.”
“If your appetite has grown, I might have to stock up our kitchen. For you and Misfit Cookie.”
“Auntie said you went to Beast-Yeast?” Misfit Cookie asked. “How was it?”
Cupid Cookie swallowed dryly. “Well.. it was nice. Not as dangerous as a lot of cookies say it was, but I only stayed in one area during my visit.” Cupid Cookie lies and stripped away some details compared to what she told Neapolitan Cookie and Peanut Butter Cookie.
“Aww. No monster encounters or anything? Lame.” Misfit Cookie grumbled before slurping on her milkshake.
Neapolitan Cookie frowns at Misfit’s response before shaking her head. “I think we should stop mentioning or discussing Beast-Yeast moving forward.”
Cupid Cookie looked off to the side before nodding her head. “Yeah. I agree.”
“Here is your room during your visit. Misfit and I got it cleaned up and prepped for you.” Neapolitan Cookie shows off the spare bedroom. It was a simple room, nothing too extravagant like back in the Faerie Kingdom-what did you both agree on back at the restaurant? Stop talking about Beast-Yeast. No more, talking about Beast-Yeast!
Cupid Cookie steps inside. “Thanks.”
Neapolitan Cookie nodded. “You seem tired, so I’ll let you get some rest in. If you need anything, feel free to help yourself. See you in the morning, Cupid Cookie.” Then the door closed with a soft click.
Cupid Cookie sighs in relief and lays down on her bed. She curled up on her side, ready to sleep.
RING! RING!
RING! RING!
“Hello?”
“Doopity-Doo! Evening, Cupid Cookie! It is us, the Sugar Gnomes! We wanted to inform you on a time frame that it would take us to expand your house! From the materials currently being used and retrieving them to properly shape and mold the house to look perfect, it would take us… about a month or two!”
Cupid Cookie shot up immediately. “A m-month?! That seems rather lengthy! I-I-”
“No need to worry, Cupid Cookie. We will still try to work efficiently, yet carefully and maybe we can get it done much earlier! We will let you know and keep you updated!”
Cupid Cookie gave out a shaky breath, dragging her hand down her face as she groaned. “I..a-alright. Alright. It’s not a bother for me.” Lie. “Don’t let me interrupt your work then.”
She hangs up the phone before laying on her back. The urge to scream was building up, but no. She can’t do that in someone else’s home. She’ll just swallow it, keep it within, then let it out later. Much later.
“A month?!” Neapolitan Cookie exclaimed as she brewed some coffee.
“That’s what I said!” Cupid Cookie shouted. “I didn’t think it would take them that long. I mean, the Sugar Gnomes are usually quick but they said because of what my house is made of, it’s gonna take them much longer.” She sighs. “If I’m overextending my stay, I really didn’t mean it.”
“No no, it’s fine. It’s…I don’t understand why they didn’t tell you in advance.”
Cupid Cookie fiddled with her hands. “I guess I should have asked firsthand. But it slipped my mind because I was too anxious and antsy for it to be done.”
“You’re that anxious to get a storage space?” Neapolitan Cookie questioned, sipping her coffee. “Kinda strange honestly.”
Cupid Cookie laughs nervously, before frowning. “Ugh, fuck.” She muttered before turning away from the rancid smell of the coffee Neapolitan Cookie was sipping. (Damn heightened sense of smell!)
“Misfit Cookie is at school right now. Or she should be at school. That young cookie just can’t seem to avoid getting into trouble.” Neapolitan Cookie sighs.
“She’s a teen. Like you didn’t get into shit before? You don’t remember when we tried to convince Peanut Butter Cookie to distract some Cakehounds to sneak into a Cream Sheep farm?” Cupid Cookie teases.
“That was a foolish act. We did it all because I wanted to impress a cookie but was too scared to do it alone!”
“...But it worked.”
“It did work. Then it turned out that cookie just had a penchant for odd hobbies and I didn’t want to be a part of it anymore.”
“I.. can only imagine.” Cupid Cookie leans back and taps her hands on the table. “I haven’t been in Parfaedia enough times so like, what is there to do around here?”
“Library. Park. Sometimes there’s little city events that take place for cookies to show off their magical skills.”
“So pretty much like the Kingdom then.”
Neapolitan Cookie shrugged. “Yeah I guess.”
“I’ll just clean myself up and go on a walk later then, look around and stuff.”
Cupid Cookie flew down the sunny streets of Parfaedia. A heavy contrast compared to night with all of the lights illuminating the streets, shimmering like stars. There was always something taking place even on work/school days. Cupid Cookie hums before her eyes catch a bookstore and she swiftly flies in.
Walking, because flying of all sorts was prohibited, through the isles of perfectly organized books based on their genres and authors. The only books Cupid had were romance, sonnets and romcoms. In her defense, they were gifts from cookies none the wiser and it’s rude to turn down gifts.
“Oh?” Something caught her eye as she carefully pried a book out from the shelf. Admiring the cover art before opening it to read the inside synopsis. “Bear witness to the astounding tale of the Heroic Wizard traversing through the eons of space and time to find his destiny and prove his loyalty and love-ugh.” She closed the book and shoved it back on the shelf. Rolling her eyes, she continued searching around the library.
And spotted something.
A Novel for Raising Baby Doughs.
There’s just a book for everything, is there?
Placing a gloved hand on her stomach, Cupid Cookie stood there admiring the text for a moment. She could get it, it would help her out a lot. However, she’d be questioned by Neapolitan Cookie. It’s a struggle. A big one.
Ugh. Screw it.
She’ll just keep it hidden underwraps until she’s back home.
“Oh hey, welcome back!” Neapolitan Cookie greeted Cupid Cookie. “I see you did some shopping.”
“Hm? What gave it away?” Cupid Cookie asked as she held two bags in her hands. “I’ll keep them in my room so they aren’t in the way.”
“May I ask what you got there?”
“Nothing much, just a tone of chocolate.”
Neapolitan Cookie scoffs. "No way you spent all that time outside and all you got were-chocolates..”
“Hmph.” Cupid Cookie stuffed the bar of rich chocolates back in its bag before flying into her room. “I’ll be out in a second, just need to relax from all of that flying.”
Cupid Cookie closed herself off in her room, placing the bag of chocolates besides her bed. She pulled the book out and admired the cover. An illustration of an older cookie and a baby dough together in a pastel color palette painting surrounded by flowers and blueberry birds. Looking up at the door again, ensuring it’s locked before beginning to read and study.
Nine months, yeah.
Hormone kicks, mhm.
The obvious mentioned from what she remembered, or found out after the visit with a Healing Cookie. She just jumped towards the end for when the baby was here.
Okay, yes. This is what she needed. She’ll read up on these sections only over and over.
It’s two weeks in staying with Neapolitan Cookie and today Cupid Cookie would be assisting her with deep cleaning and going out to restock for the month. With so much moving around and current exhaustion, her energy to even fly was slowly deteriorating away; however she hides it to the best of her abilities.
She couldn’t wait to collapse into her bed, eagerly entering her bedroom-
“Misfit Cookie?!” She shrieked.
Misfit Cookie was laid on Cupid Cookie’s bed, eating her chocolate and reading the Novel for Raising Baby Doughs with a bored expression. “What did you get this for? Do you plan on having kids?”
Cupid Cookie grumbled before storming over to snatch it away from her hands and stuffed it into her suitcase instead. “Didn’t your aunt tell you to not go into your guest’s room?”
“Auntie Neapolitan Cookie can’t tell me what to do and also this is my house too and you are also my guest.” Misfit Cookie responded, putting her arms behind her head as she stared at the ceiling.
“Nice try, kiddo.” Cupid Cookie scoffed before collecting all of the spared chocolates, which sadly wasn’t a lot. “Alright, you had your fun, now get out of here.”
“Why do you have a pregnancy book?”
Cupid Cookie sighs. “Misfit Cookie, please get out.”
“Are you pregnant? If you are, I’m gonna tell Auntie Neapolitan Cookie.”
“No, I’m not pregnant. Now can you please leave?”
“If you aren’t then why do you have this?”
“Misfit. Cookie. Get. Out.”
“Answer my question first!”
“It’s for a friend. I answered your question, now get out.”
“That’s a lie! According to Auntie Neapolitan Cookie, you and Peanut Butter Cookie are the only friends you guys have!”
Cupid Cookie sighs and sits on her chair, rubbing her temples.
“If you’re pregnant-”
“I’m NOT pregnant!” Cupid Cookie started yelling.
Their yelling grabbed the attention of Neapolitan Cookie. She walked in the guest bedroom with confusion. “What’s going on here? Misfit Cookie, what are you doing here?”
“Because I can and because I want to.” Misfit Cookie shrugged her shoulders. “Whatever, I’m bored and I’m going back to my room.” She gets off the bed and walks over to her own bedroom.
Neapolitan Cookie sighs and shakes her head in disbelief. “Oh this kid. Hey, what’s going on? I heard you yelling.”
Cupid Cookie huffs and shakes her head. “It’s nothing.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
Cupid Cookie has been on edge after her room was infiltrated. Misfit Cookie knew the truth and there was no telling if she would spill the beans to her aunt. She tried to calm down, stress wasn’t good for the baby, but how could she?
She should call Peanut Butter Cookie to revise that request to stay with her for the rest of the month.
Ugh, but then Neapolitan Cookie might get her feelings hurt and then the truth comes out.
Fuck.
This shit sucked so much.
Dammit, where was her phone?
RING!
RING!
RING!
“You called three times?” Peanut Butter Cookie finally answered with confusion.
“Hey, uhm,” Cupid Cookie looked over her shoulder to make sure her door was closed and locked this time. “Listen, it’s not working out at Neapolitan Cookie’s.”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“Nea’s niece.”
Peanut Butter Cookie let out a disappointed sigh. “Should have known. What happened this time?”
“She broke into the bedroom I was currently resting in and she got into my stuff, my chocolates dude.”
Peanut Butter Cookie went quiet. Before saying in a confused tone, “Your chocolates? Is that it?”
Cupid Cookie groans. “Yes. Yes, my chocolates.”
“Cupid Cookie, not to downplay your annoyance, but chocolate isn’t that pricey to get. They cost the same everywhere in Earthbread. I'm positive. You told Neapolitan Cookie this, yes?”
“No. I didn’t think it would bother me but now it does. And what would even be the point of replenishing it? Kid will just break in again and eat them all!”
“Hey hey, let’s calm down. Remember, this is a child we are talking about. Let’s not get too angry here, okay? Just go tell Neapolitan Cookie what happened and we can solve the problem from there. Alright?”
“I.. I still want to come over.”
Peanut Butter Cookie went silent as she looked behind her shoulder. “I-I’m sorry, Cupid Cookie. But something came up.”
“What? What happened?”
“I…fuck uhm..it’s just a family issue. I really do not want to get into the details. I know, I’m sorry. Just-”
“No. No, it’s fine. I’m sorry. I’m just..ugh..I was really looking forward to enjoying myself with them and..yeah I should tell Neapolitan Cookie. You take care, Peanut Butter Cookie. I’ll see you later.”
Beep!
Cupid Cookie was kept afloat by her wings in one place.
And then she was mindlessly dangled side to side by thin blue strings wrapped around her limbs, torso and neck.
Her stitched smile and button eyes stare up at the cookie puppeteering her, and he returns his gaze with slight intrigue in his mismatched colored eyes. Lifting up his hand to hold her above his head, his slitted pupils followed the puppet’s every move.
Then the strings release the doll, causing her to fall in Shadow Milk Cookie’s hand.
He’s confused.
Recalling what he conversed with Black Sapphire Cookie, what was so interesting about this common cookie? It couldn’t just be because she entertained him or the humor in watching her put on a mask just to be socially accepted by cookies? Just for such a mask to falter when those fairies were giving her a hard time?
Ugh. Feelings were so confusing and such a nuisance.
Why did he have to have them?
And why were they causing him to be drawn to someone like her? She was just a bit of entertainment to do on the side as a break for preparing the big event. And now that it’s being put into motion, she’s just an obstacle.
A distraction.
Ugh, by the hideous witches, how dare this damned cookie make him feel something and pry his motives away from something important?! He shouldn’t have given in! Now, he’s burdened with this!
Wait.
Burdened?
No. No that can’t be.
“Ha….haha…” His body slightly shakes before he drapes his hand over his eyes, throwing his head back to let out a maniacal laugh. No way, he’s burdened with feelings for some common cookie who he knows would never return to Beast-Yeast?
She’s not a fool, some cookie would have told her the deets by now. She isn’t coming back.
And yet,
That notion bothered him.
Disturbed him.
His laughter died down and a sigh left him. That feeling will pass. There’s another cookie he’s anticipating seeing. If things go accordingly, then he won’t be so bothered by this little cherub cookie.
…
She feels soft in his hands though.
He’ll hold onto her a little bit longer.
Just a little.
Dark Mousse Cookie
She use to be apart of the Saint Pastry Order with Pastry cookie before learning some...darker truths and returned home to the Dark Cacao Kingdom. But she still serves as a faithful warrior for her home. Though her faith now lies with the beliefs of her home and not of the Saint pastry order.
Once a warrior, always a warrior. She has the upmost loyalty to Dark Cacao Cookie and will always come to the call. If she saw Pastry again? Depends on what she would do, she would not attack an old friend but she doesn't know if Pastry cookie would view her the same or no. And if she showed any threat then Dark Mousse would not hesitate to fight. She's made an Oath of Celibacy to dedicate herself to the temple, her responsibilities, the kingdom, and her king. Though she is a friend to all, even her enemies. Also, she can see in a way, think similar to Fujitora's Observation haki from One piece. She sees everything as silhouettes of aura in her mind, this strange ability happened during her time in the Saint pastry Order and completely overwhelmed her the first go.
Cupid Cookie
A total dick.
He likes to make one sided love because he thinks it's funny and only cuts it out when Love demon gets on his ass about it. He also doesn't believe in actual love.
Will laugh in your face if you believe in true love or love at first sight.
But Cupid cookie is also like "I decide your lover!"
He doesn't believe in it but he has such an ego about controlling love. While Love demon's jam causes obsession. It's Cupid cookie's tears which enchant the arrow tips. The tears he can cry on command.
Love demon and Cupid's abilities cancel each other and can cause a weird affect when mixed. You'd either get an opposite effect, the worlds most volatile yandere, or the rare third affect of incredible lust, depends on the cookie, like an allergy.
He's like an Assassin for hire, but will make your enemies like...idk fall in a love with cactus XD But the arrows won't work if the person is already in love. He doesn't get along with his brother but he doesn't hate him. So he's kinda neutral but has that little protectiveness in him that he won't admit to.
Cupid cookie also leaves a feeling of intoxicating love in the general area. He doesn't believe he leaves this affect no matter how many times Love demon tries to convince him. Perhaps a lack of belief in love came from...home issues, Some beings of great power aren't the most loving parents. The day the two escaped the Oven on Valentines and found a caretaker. Perhaps him causing one sided loves is...an unhealthy coping mechanism. Jealous of his brother, jealous that everyone loves his brother so dearly and things come easy for him, He's the demon, a monster. You're SUPPOSE to want Cupid around Valentines is HIS holiday after all.
The vials are his tears for a reason...
(Wow I just went in there with the guy)
ive made. a bunch of cookie run ocs while i wait for my tablet to be fixed v v
details on them under the cut
margarita: meant to be a ziegfield dancer who likes to relax as much as she does performing. often found at her cousins shop cherry kola: inspired by 1950s fashion! margaritas cousin and owns a soda fountain shop for cookies
glam rock: a singer based on the glam rock subculture! has a friendly rivalry with rockstar cookie that they play up for laughs on stage baby berry: glam rocks lil sister who follows him around. usually shes trusted with a babysitter during concerts but she somehow always escapes and gets lost trying to find him
gummy snake: medusa based cookie! v shy and anxious gal who has the ability to turn cookies to stone when they make eye contact. she always feels terrible whenever it happens and does her best to take care of all the statues in the hope she can find a way to undo it stone: one of gummy snakes statues that somehow came to life, despite still being stone. she doesnt remember her life before being turned but by now shes decided she doesnt really care as long as she can stay with gummy snake. wants to be stronger to pay her hospitality back but for now she just uses tricks to scare away wannabe heroes
cupid: a legendary cookie whos adapted to the modern era >:3 her arrows induce love in cookies but the love wont stick unless the cookies involved work to keep it alive. she likes to just roller blade around and people watch. in this era she enjoys taking more time for herself before work
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Give a Second Chance to Cupid - Ep. 4
A/N: None to say here. Just enjoy.
Characters: Cupid Cookie (OC), Shadow Milk Cookie, Mercurial Knight Cookie, Silverbell Cookie
Warnings: NSFW (Contains oral sex, blood play, marking and cookie sex)
Episode 5: Here Banner credit to @/anitalenia
Cupid Cookie was staring intently at her cellphone. There was a fairy cookie rambling on and on about his interests and what he does for a living, but they sounded like muffled noises hidden behind cloth to her.
“And that covers pretty much everything. Did you get all of that?”
“.....what?” Cupid Cookie lifts her head and turns to the fairy, blinking slowly. “Oh yeah absolutely. Something about puppets and tea and flowers.”
The fairy cookie frowns and shakes his head. “N-no. Not quite right.”
“Fuck.” Cupid Cookie bit the inside of her cheek. “I-I’m sorry. I must still be drained.”
The fairy cookie looked disappointed, but immediately replaced it with a smile. “No worries, ma’am. If you need to rest, that is perfectly fine.”
Cupid Cookie flew off and away from the cookie. She can not focus on her work right now. Her mind keeps replaying how she cried out for Shadow Milk Cookie in a heated moment and just him in general. She thought she didn’t like this cookie because of how silly and over-dramatic, and kinda crazy, he was but dammit above all he was handsome.
But it wouldn’t happen.
She can’t be in a relationship, she’s supposed to create them. And that would mean she would have to find a cookie to partner him up with.
…
She would have to match him with a cookie eventually.
Cupid Cookie stopped flying and sat against the large tree, hugging her knees close to her chest.
That thought alone. Swan, how much it hurts.
Of course it hurts because she happened to be the one cupid that wants romantic involvement. Wanting a soulmate, a pair of arms to hold her through her worst and great moments, somecookie to look forward to being with after work. Somecookie right now who would wipe or kiss her tears away. But she can’t have that. She isn’t allowed to have that.
And that just hur-
“The tree is not meant for cookies to lean against.” That damn deep ass voice pierced through Cupid Cookie’s most vulnerable moment. “I must ask that you remove yourself from this tree, immediately.”
Cupid Cookie balled up her hands into shaky fists before slowly getting up to her feet. She keeps her head down and walks away.
“Shouldn’t you be resuming your duties?” He questioned her. “There are still fairy cookies in need of a partner. Isn’t that why you were invited to our kingdom?”
Cupid Cookie crossed her arms and still kept her head down. “I’m not feeling too well right now.”
“Could it be because of this?” Mercurial Knight Cookie held up the Redberry Juice bottle by the neck.
Cupid Cookie’s heart dropped to her stomach. “You..you were in my room?”
“We forbid these elixirs from this Kingdom. As per order of the long deceased Elder Fairy Cookie. It will be confiscated if this is the source of you feeling unwell to handle the task you were said to excel at.” His voice held no emotion.
“Why were you in my room?”
“I noticed it when you had carelessly left your door open.”
“That doesn’t give you the right to enter my room. You can not do that!”
“I don’t take orders from anycookie outside of the liege of the Kingdom.”
“It’s not an order, but a breach of privacy I am not comfortable with!” Cupid Cookie could feel her anger turning from a simmer to a roaring boil as she flew closer to the Knight’s face.
“I demand that you step back before you will be handled with, Cupid Cookie. These are rules and demands to keep our Kingdom safe. As per our-”
“Your King’s damned law. I get it. You don’t need to repeat yourself.” Cupid Cookie snaps at him.
“Hey, what is going on over here?” Silverbell Cookie flew over with worry for the two cookies, wedging between them. “Miss Cupid Cookie, what’s the matter?”
“The matter is your friend here went into my room and I’m not comfortable with that!”
Silverbell Cookie frowned before looking at Mercurial Knight Cookie. “Is this true? For what purpose?”
“This cookie brought a forbidden item into our Kingdom.” He holds the Redberry Juice up for Silverbell Cookie’s frosted eyes to witness. “I am merely following Kingdom law.”
Silverbell Cookie’s frown changed to one of shock as he looked at Cupid Cookie. “Had I not told you we didn’t allow these drinks, Miss Cupid Cookie? I swore I had when you asked about it.”
Cupid Cookie gave out a shaky breath. “A-are you serious?”
“The knights don’t enter the residents home unless they suspect rather peculiar behaviorisms. It is for the safety of the fairies.” Silverbell Cookie explained with a hand over his chest. “Please don’t be furious, Miss Cupid Cookie. We just want to be careful. You understand, correct?”
Cupid Cookie pressed her lips together. She was silent for a moment, anger still present within as she tried her damndest to swallow the frustration away. She just nodded her head and forced a smile. “Of course, Silverbell Cookie. I…apologize for the trouble.” She turns away to leave the knights. “Oh, word of advice. You should invest in roping off your tree if you don’t want cookies around it.” Then she flew away from them.
Silverbell Cookie had a look of guilt and worry. “Miss Cupid Cookie…I’m sorry.”
“Should we have her depart early?” Mercurial Knight Cookie questioned the smaller cookie.
“N-no. I think something must be troubling her and she doesn’t want to say what it is. I’m worried about her and I don’t think she’s okay.” Silverbell Cookie sighs and faces the taller cookie. “We should apologize. Tomorrow.”
Cupid Cookie just flew away from the Kingdom, arms crossed and fingers digging into her arms. Those cookies don’t know that their King was a liar and those laws he put in place were pointless. And that knight, how could he not have seen that she wasn’t okay? What was so great about a tree that couldn’t be an afterthought for comfort?
Neapolitan Cookie was full of shit. This Kingdom has been nothing but a pain and horrendous for her. And the only good thing about the Beast-Yeast was-
“Lost lil Cookie?”
Speak of the devil.
Cupid Cookie looked up to see Shadow Milk Cookie casually lounging from a branch. She quirked an eyebrow. “Were you waiting for me?”
“Lemme do you one better! Were you looking for me?” He asked with a smile, tilting his head at the point of slightly being upside down.
Cupid Cookie looked away, blushing a tad. “Maybe.”
“Hm!” He shifted on the branch and leaned backwards to flip onto his feet, levitating in front of her. “I have never seen you fly so fast into these woods. And you looked so gwumpy too!” He mimics a pouty face at her. “What’s got ya wings in a tizzy, Dove?”
“It’s nothing major.”
Shadow Milk Cookie scoffs. “Leaving like that from the most BORING Kingdom in all of Earthbread, I don’t believe you! You know you’re very awful at lying, right?” He gently pokes the heart mark on her cheek.
Cupid Cookie stepped back a little. Then she just sighs. “I don’t know, I think I’m just overreacting.”
“About what? Come on, tell me! We’re, like, besties aren’t we? Come on, come on! Spill all the juicy details on what those little fairies did to piss off Miss Lovebug!” He conjured up a long seat for Cupid Cookie and a little chair for himself. He crossed his legs and leaned forward waiting eagerly with a big grin.
Cupid Cookie was laid down on her back in the long seat and just snorted. “Alright, since you’re that desperate to know.” She took a breath, folding her hands on top of her stomach as she looked up at the trees covering the sky above them. “One of the Knights took the juice you gifted me last night.”
A loud, LOUD gasp escaped from him. He looked offended, dramatically offended. Hand clutching his invisible pearls as his mouth was agape and eyes widened. “They DARE to confiscate MY gift?! Those pesky little cookies!”
Cupid Cookie shook her head. “I’m not mad about that. I mean, I am, but that wasn’t what really got me upset. Apparently, the knights can enter other cookies houses if they believe there’s suspicious activity taking place. I forgot to close my door and the Redberry Juice was in sight so they just allowed themselves in and took it. It made me uncomfortable that they walked into my private space without me giving them permission.” Her brows knitted together. “Actually, they did this twice. And the first time wasn’t even me being suspicious, I was just in bed!”
“And they just barge right in like they own the place!”
“I mean in a technical stance they do.”
“No! The King does. Or anycookie in royal power. There is no King so really no one owns the Kingdom unless some little cookie waltzed in and wanted the throne!” He explained to her. “Feels like they should have told you that first hand but they were so desperate to get those poor souls in love that they left out the rules. Not exactly your fault, they're so greedy!”
Cupid Cookie blinked in surprise.
He was right.
The only thing she was informed about was that one law, nothing else.
“However,” Shadow Milk Cookie speaks up, “I don’t think this silly juice debacle was the only thing that made you leave in a huff. I doubt something like that would make you that mad. There’s something else, isn’t there?”
Cupid Cookie swallowed dryly. How did he know that? “I-”
“Ahem! You better not say ‘it’s nothing’ or ‘there isn’t’ or yadda yadda! Because you’re a bad liar and I can read it on your face.” He snickers. Then he leans back with a relaxed smile. “What’s up, Dove?”
Cupid Cookie sits up and hugs her knees to her chest. “Okay fine. But…you better not laugh.”
“Pfft!”
“Shadow Milk!”
“Sorry! Sorry! It’s just so funny when cookies say that! But I won’t laugh, I pinky pwomise!”
Cupid Cookie squinted her eyes at him before looking ahead. “I wasn’t feeling too great. It’s nothing new but this time, today, it was different. I flew away from the crowd to just be alone and hid behind this large tree to just isolate myself and feel my feelings. Then this knight ordered me to get away because that tree is just that important. That was the start of the whole juice thing. I was already upset and then hearing all of that was just so…” She groans.
Shadow Milk Cookie’s expression turned sour when Cupid Cookie mentioned the elder tree. That brought back some memories, but he isn’t going to bring that up. That wasn’t important. “Hmmm. But why would that make me laugh?”
Cupid Cookie started blushing again. “I-it…because…ugh fuck it. Because I was thinking about you.”
His eyes widened in surprise. “Me?! They had better be good thoughts, I swear!”
“Oh they were amazing~.” Cupid Cookie sighs dreamily. Maybe a little too loud because she noticed him leaning forward with interest. Immediately she sputtered. “I-I mean-uhm…they were good thoughts. Really,”
Panting.
“Really,”
And.
“Really…”
Sweating.
“Great thoughts.”
Shadow Milk Cookie just grinned wider. “Uh huuuuh?”
Cupid Cookie started twirling a strand of her hair. “I couldn’t focus on my work because I couldn’t stop thinking of you. You’re a rather talented cookie, even if a little boisterous about everything. But I can’t be with you.”
“What?! Why not?”
‘You were offended by that?’ Cupid Cookie thought to herself, surprised by that reaction. “It’s because as a cupid, it’s your job, your sworn duty, to find love for cookies. And I can’t take a possible suitor away from their true love. But, doing this matchmaking stuff has been getting to me. It’s been like that for a while and it’s not supposed to! I’m supposed to be numb to this. Feel nothing towards it. But I can’t help but yearn for that too. And seeing all those cookies that I paired up so happy together and holding hands, it makes me jealous! I almost wish to see a pie thrown in their faces just like from your puppet show.” She laughs. “And that’s why I like drinking Redberry Juice because it drowns those feelings away. I would have drunk that bottle with you but…that was different. I didn’t even want to pop it open because I actually wanted to spend time with you and remember it.”
The jester cookie was, for once, speechless. Listening to the words and pauses from Cupid Cookie express her desires piqued his interest. Honestly because she opened up about her attraction towards him and could see that as bragging rights to use against his companions. In all seriousness, her confession felt different. Especially hearing that she didn’t give in to her addiction and stayed sober to remember the time they spent together at his tea party.
Cupid Cookie took his silence as a sign of discomfort. She did just drop all of her issues on his lap and said that she liked him, and didn't even hide that she had rather intimate thoughts about him. Yeah, she probably made him uncomfortable. She starts getting up.
“Uhm, where are you going? Surely you aren’t rushing to get back to that Kingdom of Lame-ohs, are you?” He questioned her with a teasing tone. “Go on, stay a while.”
“What? You weren't weirded out?” Cupid Cookie asked him.
He scoffs. “I have heard the most outrageous confessions and read the most bizarre facts that would make a Devil Cookie blush in secondhand embarrassment. That was nothing in comparison. Everycookie has wet dreams about everycookie! What’s so surprising about that?!”
Cupid Cookie sat back down across him.
Shadow Milk Cookie hums in thought, twirling his staff and admiring the head’s blue glow. “What would happen if you were to date me? Like, hypothetically speaking, there was no normal, legendary, ancient cookie that would ever meet my standards. And you were to date me or whatever, what would that do to you?”
Cupid Cookie bit her lip as she looked down, her memory searching for an answer or recollection of any repercussions she would face. Yet, there was nothing. “Uhm. I-I…hmm. I am not too uhm..I don’t-”
“If you couldn’t give me a straightforward answer instead of stuttering and sputtering like an engine, then clearly that won’t bite you in the wings! Oh! Let’s do something!” He claps his hands together and pulls them apart to reveal a stack of cards. They spin and shuffle in the air before coming together in a neat stack, held in front of Cupid Cookie. “Draw a card! Go on! They won’t bite you. Maybe~.” He snickers.
Cupid Cookie looked at the cards, making eye contact with the eye design on the back before slowly extending out her hand to pluck the top card. When she flipped it over, she studied the illustration. A horned creature sits in the top center with an extended clawed hand that holds a chain. The chain connected to shackles handing off the necks of two cookies. She squinted at the words beneath the illustration. “The Devil?”
“Ironic right? You being a cherub of some sorts and getting the Devil card? Hah!” He floats over to sit beside her and examine the card. “Although, that whole thing has got nothing to do with this! I’m sure you’ve seen these kinds of Fortune Cards before so I’m not gonna go on a tangent about THAT! It’s about the Mister Devil Card!”
The card floats between them, spinning in place slowly.
“It’s a representation of restraint, as you can see by the lovely illustration of the hand grabbing the chains of the cookies. Holding yourself back from indulging in the pleasures and fun this Earthbread has to offer for you. Does this sound right?”
“Uh-”
“Ah, what am I asking? Of course it does!” He loudly boasts.
The card’s illustration changed to show an art piece of Cupid Cookie bound by shackles, a solemn look drawn on her face.
Cupid Cookie felt her chest tighten as her breath was caught in her throat.
“Now I can’t quite tell if that’s a reaction of fear or enjoyment at the idea of being restrained. Hey, I won’t yuck your yum if that is what you are into!” He giggles.
Cupid Cookie glared at him, but dammit the hearts on her cheeks turned a deep red at the idea. “I-I don’t-”
“Wanna live like this? Tied down and restrained from the fun you could be having? Well, no one wants to live like this but the sad reality is all you cookies force yourselves to be chained up by shackles. But do you wanna know something really fascinating?” He points at the illustration again, finger circling the chains around her wrists. “Hmmm, they seem rather loose don’t ya think? Almost as if you could slip your cute little hands out of that hole and free yourself. You see it, don’t you?”
Cupid Cookie squinted her eyes at the card before nodding her head.
“So what I’m trying to say is,” The card slips back into the deck and disappears in a poof. “You’re holding yourself back from rules that don’t even exist. Limiting yourself to limitations that also don’t exist. Nothing will happen to you if you decide to be with yours truly, so why not indulge in what you want?” He leans in, smiling widely before tilting his head to the side in an uncanny angle.
Cupid Cookie was speechless, he seems to have a knack of doing that to her. Looking around and processing everything he had told her, it made her realize that she was holding back because of some invisible fear. “B-but what about a cookie that would be your possible suitor?”
“What about that cookie? What cookie exists that I need to consider the feelings of?” He asked.
“I dunno! M-maybe there’s somecookie that you would be happier with.”
“How do you know that?”
“I-” Cupid Cookie shrinks, backing away as her wings try to curl around her. “I don’t-I don’t-.”
“Oh you silly, silly, silly, little Cupid Cookie! Those shackles look clear as day on your wrists and ankles! Holding back again like that big horned critter exactly wants you to be instead of just giving in and having fun! Just have some fun!”
Cupid Cookie didn’t budge, playing and fidgeting with her hands.
Shadow Milk Cookie frowns and gives out a long sigh. “Come here.” He pats the spot on the long couch beside him.
She slowly scoots over. “Yeah?”
“You wanna know a secret?” He asked in a low voice.
She slowly nodded her head.
He looks around for anycookie or being that would eavesdrop before leaning in to whisper in her ear. “I can read minds.”
Cupid Cookie’s eyes widened and her cheeks became a deeper shade of red.
He pulls back and laughs to himself. “There’s no cookie is there? But you’re trying to convince yourself there is because you want to save the heartbreak. You just told me you find me attractive and, under the same breath, told me you had a wet dream involving me! And yet instead of just, like I said, indulging, you are, like I also said, holding back!”
Cupid Cookie lowers her head and sighs. “You’re right.”
“Don’t feel guilty. Things like this are natural! The prudish would judge you for sure, but that’s because they don’t allow themselves to have fun! But with me, we’ll have tons and tons of fun! Fun you never knew existed! So why not just take it?”
Cupid Cookie balled her hands into a fist while grabbing her skirt. “Yeah. You’re right. I’ll take it.” She looked at him with determination and nodded her head.
Shadow Milk Cookie couldn’t hide his eagerness. He starts clapping with excitement. “Ah! This is gonna be thrilling! I have a complete list of things to do with you and nothing but time to do them all with you!”
Time.
Fuck.
“Wait, I’m only here for two weeks! Then I need to return to the Cookie Kingdom afterwards.” Cupid Cookie groans into her hands. “And don’t-don’t say ‘Just stay here!’ because even the fairies are aware of my departure date!”
Shadow Milk Cookie tapped his chin and hummed. Then he just shrugs. “Eh. We’ll worry about it later.” Suddenly he grabbed her sides and pulled her into his lap on her back. He couldn’t stop the laugh that escapes him at her surprised expression, she was just so CUTE!
Knock!
Knock!
Knock!
“Miss Cupid Cookie?” Silverbell Cookie called out, pressing his ear against the door. “Hm. I know you’re still upset at us, but..well we were going to apologize to you tomorrow but we thought it would be appropriate to say sorry to you before you went to bed.”
No response.
“Miss Cupid Cookie, it's just me. Mercurial Knight Cookie isn’t with me, I requested that he stay out of this since I don’t think you’d want to talk to him. C-Could you please open the door so we can talk?”
…
….
…….
“I..you must be asleep. Or still mad and just ignoring me. Th-that’s fine! We can talk when you feel like it!”
“She’s not home.”
Silverbell Cookie looked up and noticed Mercurial Knight Cookie flying from the back of the cookie house. “Mercurial Knight Cookie! I said, "Let me talk to her alone.”
“I know. However, she isn’t even home.”
Silverbell Cookie looked surprised. “O-oh my. Where could she have gone?”
The knight fairy wordlessly pointed his spear towards the forest. “She entered there. No cookie saw her return for hours.”
“Then we need to find her! Immediately!”
Cupid Cookie had straddled the other’s cookies lap in a heated make out session. It was embarrassing at first considering Shadow Milk Cookie had to teach her how to properly kiss a cookie without trying to eat their face. Something that’s gonna keep her up at night and cringe later.
“Mm.” He pulled away, “stop thinking too much.”
“What?”
“You’re thinking too much, I can tell by your lackluster lip work.” He scoffs.
She looked down with shame.
Shadow Milk Cookie gently lifts her chin up with a smug smirk. “Just relax. And be in this moment with me.”
Cupid Cookie nodded her head and leaned back in to resume their kiss. No more thinking, no distractions, just focus on how amazing his tongue feels in her mouth. Melting against this cookie while he keeps holding her close as they lock lips, relishing his hands squeezing her waist and her hips while her arms draped his shoulders. These unfamiliar touches and feelings up her spine, it excited her in a way she couldn’t explain. It was almost-
“Haah..” Cupid Cookie pulled away, letting out a shaky sigh. Her lips felt wet and tender, unconsciously licking them to get more of his taste.
“Too much for you?” Shadow Milk Cookie teases her, poking at her cheek gently with a smug grin.
She just narrowed her brows at him in response.
“I was gonna ask if you wanted to go just a bit further, but if you’re gonna pass out from simple kissing-”
“We can keep going.”
Shadow Milk Cookie blinked in surprise, but his grin grew into a wide smile. “Ohhh! Look at you suddenly wanting to continue. You sure though? It’s not exactly fun if you pass out while I’m-hehe-stirring up your insides!”
Cupid Cookie cringed. “Urgh! Don’t word it like that! Fucking…I’ll be fine.”
“Hmph. If you say so.” He suddenly began to untie the back of Cupid Cookie’s dress.
“H-hold on, wait!” She immediately brings her arms up to hold the top close to her chest. “We’re like kinda in public! Somecookie could see us!”
Shadow Milk Cookie pouts for a moment before a smile grows on his face. “You know we’re in the most ‘dangerous’ areas of Beast Yeast, yes? All those cookies, especially the fairy cookies, are nothing but a bunch of scaredy cats that would jump at the sight of their own shadows! No one is coming here. And if they did, they’d be given quite the show! I’m not opposed to a performance!” He tugged at her dress. “Come on, it’ll be fine!”
Cupid Cookie hesitated before lowering her arms to let her dress fall. She shuddered and sucked air in. “It’s fucking cold.”
“Oh yeah, I can tell.” He snickers before reaching his hands up to pinch and tug at her hardened nipples.
“Hey don’t-Mmph.” Cupid Cookie couldn’t scold him when he started to circle them with the pads of his thumbs. Her wings flutter as he holds her heavy breasts in his hands to feel their weight and squeeze them. The heart marks on her cheeks glow a bright red and she scoffs when he pushes his face between her tits, shaking his head left to right to motorboat her. “What the fuck, dude?” She exclaimed while laughing.
“They’re just so SOFT and INVITING!” He says, but his words were muffled as he was still nuzzled against her chest.
Shadow Milk Cookie started to nip at her breasts, enjoying the way she yelps and scrunched her face up. Squishing them together, he bit and sucked on the fatty flesh until a dark bruise was left behind. He watches Cupid Cookie’s reaction, noting the way she bit her bottom lip, her wings twitch and face contort in pain and pleasure. He does it again, moving closer to her nipples and shudders at her pained moan. He keeps going, and going, moving to different spots on her chest. When he was satisfied, he pulled away to admire his handiwork of his marks on her. “You look so pretty like this. All flushed from being treated like my personal chew toy. You’re quite the little kinky thing for a virgin.” He mocks her.
Cupid Cookie was discovering more about herself, thanks to him. Something about being bruised and feeling the pain slowly mold into pleasure, it was arousing. She leans forward to press her front against the jester cookie, wiggling her hips and grinding them against his as she soaks the crotch of her thong. “F-fuck..shit.” She chokes out, grabbing at his obnoxiously huge ruffled collar. Her dress was still on but pooled around her hips. She gets up from his lap to remove it completely, going still when she feels the strap of her thong get hooked and pulled from her hip before it snaps against her body. “Excuse you.”
The other cookie snickers. “Did you know that I am such a fan of your reactions?”
Cupid Cookie rolls her eyes before hooking her thumbs into the straps of her thong.
“Hey hey! I wanna do it!” Shadow Milk Cookie pulled her hands away to grab at her thong and pull it down to her ankles. Then he sits back to stare at her naked body as if he was admiring a piece of artwork. His mismatched blue eyes trace over her large tits, her pudgy stomach, the curve of her hips, swell of her thick thighs that gave little jiggles with her steps until stopping at the center of her shaven cunt. All the while, he’s twirling her discarded underwear around his finger carelessly. “Now aren’t you just a tasty treat? Especially right. Here.” He punctuated his last word by booping her shaven pubic bone.
Cupid Cookie gasped and grabbed his wrist tightly with both hands. “Ah. Sorry.” She immediately let go.
It didn’t seem to bother him. He flicked his wrist to toss her thong aside and pulled her to him. “One sec.” He pointed down at the couch he was sitting on, then pointed right. The motion of his hand causes the seat beneath him to expand more towards the right, and he gets up to lay Cupid Cookie onto her back. Shadow Milk Cookie gets between her legs, face close enough to her sex that he could see the details of her delicates. He looks up at her. “This look familiar?” He asked with amusement.
Cupid Cookie’s face felt hot. “H-how did-”
“Can read minds remember? I saw it clear as day in your little thought bubble! But,” He reached up to grab at her thick thighs, giving them a squeeze. “That looked so BORING. I could do much better than that. Replicate your little wet dream with my own spin on the script. Trust me, you’ll love it.” He moves close to the lower part of her stomach beneath her belly button. He bit down on the flesh with his sharp teeth until he broke skin. Body shuddering at the sweet taste of her jam while she whimpers beneath him. His black tongue dragged over the marks until he moved lower, leaning to her inner thighs to do the same there. He starts to bite and mark her thighs close to her crotch, keeping his gaze on her to watch her reactions.
Cupid Cookie writhes and squirms as she grunts and groans. But she doesn’t stop him, or demand him to stop. It felt amazing, feeling her cunt leak even more with arousal. When he stopped, she tried to catch her breath. Her chest heaves while her thighs and stomach were giving off a burning sensation from his bites. “Ah!” Her eyes widened when she felt the wet muscle being his tongue flick against her bundle of nerves.
Shadow Milk Cookie grabbed her thighs as he gave the submissive cookie kitten licks on her clit. Slow, quick, and a little bit of pressure to get her riled up. He ups the ante by turning his gentle licks along her clit, and drags his tongue against her labia as his tongue flicks her nub. He couldn’t hold back his laughter when she gave out a loud gasp and followed it with a needy moan. He digs his fingers into her thighs as he eats her out as if he had been starved for centuries.
Cupid Cookie keeps her hands up to her face while trying to keep her noises low. She rolls her hips up, wanting more. Wanting more of him. Her arousal floods from her and he happily laps it up, dripping on his lips and chin. “Ffffuck… this feels so nice.” Her head felt light and everything seemed to be a blur. Her heart was pounding against her chest, breathing was growing heavy. “Ah! AH! Ohhh fuck what is thaaaat?!” She exclaimed loudly as her eyes widened.
The jester had pushed his long appendage into her cunt. His lips curl into a smug smile as the muscle wriggled inside her delicate caverns to give her the most pleasurable experience. He kicks his ankles up behind him as he continues. Groaning and humming from how sweet she tasted. Gleeful at the noises that came out of her and relishing how she tightened up ever so slightly.
Cupid Cookie pants harder and arched her back. “Oh my S-Swan, fuck!” She shut her eyes tightly as she came. Her hips jerk upwards and wings flap under her with her hands balled into tight fists. She let out a few grunts and groans before relaxing on the soft couch.
Shadow Milk Cookie slowly pulls his tongue out of her to drag it along her spent cunt to taste more of her. When he has his fill, he sits up on his ankles to just admire her recovering from having her first orgasm through oral sex. He sways side to side, delighted with himself and more to offer her. “You enjoy yourself down there?” He asked, taunting her slightly.
Cupid Cookie opens her eyes to look at him then looks between his legs. That tight jester fit really left no room for imagination. And she just can’t stop staring at it now.
He noticed her gaze. “Aww you want it? Are you sure, Dove? You could barely contain yourself from being eaten out like that. I even held back a bit just for you.”
Cupid Cookie noted the bites on her thighs where her blood had dried up before looking back up at him. She pointed at one of the marks. “That’s holding back a bit?”
Shadow Milk Cookie blinks a few times in silence. Then he just shrugged his shoulders. “Eh. Got me there.” His smile dropped and he looked at her seriously, that was an expression she’s never seen from the time she’s been around him. “Are you sure though? I’m not even being funny about this.”
Cupid Cookie hesitated at first. She bit her bottom lip as she looked down at his crotch, gaze up into his mismatched blue eyes and then into the seemingly endless forest behind him. What would be the worst that would happen if she goes through with this? Having him officially steal her virginity and she experiences what sex feels like. Pressing her lips together, she nodded up at him. “Yeah. I want this.”
He didn’t hear a hint of uncertainty. She didn’t stutter. Her gaze is held with his as her brows knit to just show how serious she was about doing this with him. “Well,” He starts off as he begins to remove the bottom half of his attire, “If you are sure, I won’t deny you.”
When he dropped his literal fancy pants, she brought her hands up to her mouth as her red eyes widened with surprise. “No way.” She said softly.
“What? You speechless?” He asked, proud of his rather impressive size and length. “I’ll go easy on you, don’t you worry!” He waved his hand at her before crawling towards her. Sat between her legs, he grabbed his length by the base to press the swollen ahead against her soaked cunt. And he stops right there as that old feeling of his nerves spiking up in the most euphoric way returns. Being stuck in a withered old tree really does numbers to a guy. Makes you forget just how much certain senses, especially taste and touch, feel remarkable. As much as he wanted to just slam himself inside of her and rut against her until his balls have run empty, he has to compose himself. It’s her first time after all. He may be a Beast Cookie, but he isn’t THAT much of a Beast.
Cupid Cookie scrunches her face up when she feels him slowly push inside of her. Her wings curl forwards as he continues to push inside. This was new for her and it felt uncomfortable feeling her muscles spasm and get adjusted to his size.
“How ya holdin’ up, Dove?” He asked in a weird southern accent.
It made her laugh a little in the midst of her groans and little grunts of discomfort. “I-I’m fine. Just f-fuck-”
“I’m not moving unless you give me the signal to. Although you feel incredible and I just wanna take you right now! But! If you don’t feel good then where's the fun in that?”
“Th-thanks for being considerate?” She’s grateful that he isn’t that much of a prick to just go at while she’s still adjusting but that wording is a little questionable. “Try uhm.. Try moving just a little?”
Shadow Milk Cookie grabbed the back of her thighs to spread her open a little more before slowly rolling his hips up. He keeps the pace up and looks down at her, watching her expression shift with slight discomfort but relax as she gives out soft pants through her parted pouty lips. His form starts trembling as his arms shake ever so slightly. By the witches, he just wanted to take her badly. He let go of her legs and laid on top of her, elbows on either side of her head to get up and personal with her. And how she looked up at him with wide eyed surprise, the way her face looked and barely hearing the little noises coming from her. Fuck it, if it feels good for her then he’s taking it up a notch.
Cupid Cookie grabbed his shoulders tightly from the sudden shift in the pace. Feeling him thrust into her at a faster pace. “A-ah! F-fuck-!” She cries out and lets her moans out loud and free. She needs to grab onto something immediately, hands reaching up to grab at his shoulders while her eyes roll up to the back of her head. She shut her eyes as her tongue hung out of her mouth, whorish moans she never knew she could make continued to be fucked out of her.
Shadow Milk Cookie couldn’t stop the pace he was going at, moaning just as loud as she was. It was almost harmonious, something he could sample in his next performance in a sensual sweet melody. He reached down to grab at her legs and push her knees up to drape over his shoulder to get in as deep as possible. The increased pitch of her voice spurs him on, his black tongue hung out of his agape mouth like a sweating cakehound. He felt her clench and get tight, she was going to reach her climax soon and he wasn’t that far behind. Now, he could just pull out and spray his frosting all over her stomach to prevent any form of surprises. However, she felt too good to pull out of her and he just adores the thrill of filling up his mates.
Cupid Cookie’s wings spread out wide as a cry is croaked out. She came. She had her first, penetrative orgasm and by the witches, was it intense. Feeling him still rut his hips against her to ride out her high causes her to whimper and squirm. When the two of them rode out their climax, they just together in a sweaty and panting mess. She has her arms around his neck while he massages and grips her bruised hips. Yet despite the mess and sensitive sensation between her legs, her dough felt warm. She’s never felt this way before and it's comforting in an odd way. Was it the satisfaction of having experienced sex? Or that she did it with a cookie that she felt strongly for? Or was it both? Whatever it was or the reason, she welcomed it happily. “I wanna do this again.”
Shadow Milk Cookie looked down at her with a grin. Giving her hip a squeeze, his thin arms pull her in closer. “We could, but I wanna be, ya know, courteous since this was your first time. I could go for hours on end, even until the damn sun rises or this couch is completely soaked. We’ll do it next time, I promise.” He holds his pinky out with a goofy smile. “Swear it!”
Cupid Cookie huffs before bringing her own hand close to his and interlocking her pinky finger around his. “You’re such a character, Shadow Milk.”
“Miss Cupid Cookie!” The cry of Silverbell Cookie caused Cupid Cookie to shut down and the warm feeling vanished quicker than it came.
Shadow Milk Cookie lifted up his gaze, unamused and a tad annoyed. “Damn fairy cookies.”
“Miss Cupid Cookie! Please return to the Fairy Kingdom, this forest isn’t safe to be in at such a late hour!” The sound of bells chime and ring. He was nearby.
Cupid Cookie groans before reluctantly, pulling herself away from the other cookie’s cold body and standing up from the couch to find her discarded clothes. She muttered under her breath as she slowly dressed herself, not bothering to fix up her hair. She turns to Shadow Milk Cookie, still naked and laid on his side.
“Party crashers, am I right?” He jokes. “Well! If you wanna do this again, you know where to find me. And I’ll be waiting just like this too.”
Cupid Cookie snorted. “Cock and balls just out in the wide open?”
“I can make it a pussy too if you want!”
Cupid Cookie blinked in surprise. “Wait a min-”
He vanished immediately, the couch disappeared with him.
“Miss Cupid Cookie, there you are!” Silverbell Cookie flew up to her side. “You had us worried for you.”
Cupid Cookie slowly turns to face the other cookie. She could see the worry in his frosted eyes boring into her own. And behind him, oh great. “I see you’re here too.”
Mercurial Knight Cookie kept his stoic expression, staying close to the small cookie.
Silverbell Cookie took Cupid Cookie’s hand. “Come on, let us leave this forest immediately before we’re attacked.”
Cupid Cookie hummed and flew behind the two fairies. She looked over her shoulder again to spot he once was laid. Oh yes, she was absolutely returning here tomorrow. And the next day, and the next day, and the next day.
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