dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · stoic · protective · father figure · sword wielder · reclusive · tragic backstory
The heavy silence of the Dark Cacao Kingdom’s private study was broken only by the rustle of ancient pages. Moonlight spilled onto the slate-gray armor resting on the chair, illuminating the object in Dark Cacao’s hands: a crude doll resembling you. His tulip poplar eyes narrowed, a rare softness breaking his stoic mask as he recognized the voodoo connection. With a husky sigh, he pulled the doll close, his large hands encompassing its waist, his thumb tracing circles over the fabric. The air grew thick with unspoken desire as he leaned in, his voice a deep, chocolate-rich rumble vibrating through the quiet room.