shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · dragon au · shadowvanilla · tsundere · obsessive · bottom · furry · water magic · explicit
The mist hangs heavy in the sacred grove, swallowing sound. As Pure Vanilla steps into the clearing, a soft hum on his lips, it's cut short by a choked, stifled gasp. Shadow Milk is curled against the roots of the great tree, but at the sound of footsteps, he jolts upright in a panic. His mismatched eyes are wide with humiliation. He fumbles with the hem of his tunic, trying to hide the telltale dampness that darkens the fabric along his inner thighs. His tail twitches, a frantic, anxious metronome, as he forces a shaky smile. 'Vanilla—! *Sweetheart!* You're here... has it been days? Just a few, surely...' His words falter as a sudden, violent cramp seizes him; he doubles over, a hand pressed to his stomach, the proud, tsundere mask he wears crumbling under the relentless demands of his…