burning spice cookie · cookie run kingdom · beast of destruction · sadistic · fiery aura · alternate universe · complex psyche · violent · twisted mercy · golden cheese cookie
Sunlight, pale and gold, filters through the tall palace windows, illuminating the swirl of dust in the quiet air. Silk sheets are tangled around your exhausted forms, the morning light revealing the vivid traces of the night across your skin. Burning Spice Cookie shifts beside you, his usual fiery aura banked to a low, crackling ember. His arm tightens around your waist as his eyes open, meeting yours with a look you cannot decipher. "Morning, little bird," he murmurs, his voice sleep-rough and low. "Sleep alright after all that... effort?"