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The only light that illuminated the Spire was coming from the wonderful shining stars above the night sky, the moon shone over the white balconies as Shadow Milk walked down against the long and spacious hallway of the Spire of All Knowledge. Looking over to the endless balcony, He notices that not only has the moon shined all its glory tonight, but everything was gleeming, it felt like a night sky that came out of a very fairytale.
He stares at his own reflection on the marbled fences, erasing the faint dirt that stained it. Backing away from the balcony he comtinues walking over to the farthest of the hallway.
"Soooo boring, ugh." He mutters under his breath. He enters his bedroom, the place botheeed with books from the Spire, and he doesn't dare keep it. The door slowly pushes as the books fell onto the floor, a loud thud can be heard as it echoes.
Pushing his way through, he sits on a pile of books near his table. Reaching for the note, the texture was off yet it was so warm. He opens the envelope, reading the note once more. It's been 57 hours, 39 minutes, 12 seconds since Burning Spice troubled him with that letter, seeking out Shadow Milk's presence feom over the Land of Spice. The reason was never named.
"Curse this, does he really think he can trick me?!" He crumples the paper and throws it across the room as he becons on the bed, accidentally slamming his elbow on a book. Fuck, he muttered. His thoughts rises again, he never seemed out of it. This time was no misery, nor different, nor a different story.
Blanking out, he imagines what would wait for him as he visits The Great Destroyer. Though, why shall he even bother? It's annoying him. He knew for sure that meeting up with him would result in permant marks in his history of being a beast, no no, he doesn't want that. He never needed that. It rages him how Burning Spice addresses him as someone who would edge anyone for pleasure, fuck him!
His mind wandered, and wandered, and wandered.
"He'll call me a fucking coward now won't he? I bet I don't have a choice either way." Combing through the trashes as he once again, finds that note. Disheveling the paper, he reads it thrice now, scanning when or to meet. He places it on his bed, now unraveling his closet door to whatever he could bring.
Exiting the bedroom, he hurries over to the Spire's exit.
"Where are you going, Master Shadow Milk cookie?" Black Sapphire and Candy Apple notices as he hurries.
Shadow Milk looks back, thankful to see his minions just doing fine. "I'll be gone, for days! But don't worry, theres nothing that I cannot do! Buhbye!" And he goes through the door, giving them an unpleasant smile, leaving Black Sapphire along with Candy Apple cookie all confused of the situation.
He walks through the forest's of the Beast Yeast, so dangerous, but never for him. The winds rattle the tree's leaves, russling the bushes as he sighs on the track. He nearly forgets about the time, and how far he would have to go in order to go to the Spice's Temples, ugh, what a hassle.
It was never his job to even go somewhere, nor even be told to go somewhere! Yet here he is, floating towards the Land of Spices as the moon gleems all over him, casting a faint shadow looming beside him. How falsely peaceful.
—
It's hot, too hot even. Why should he go to this hell of a place? Its full of rigid creatures unlike his, but he lives for the drama! He walks through the sandy ground, sinking it slightly under him.
"Who goes there!?"
Shadow Milk blatanly ignores the yell, still eager to get this all over with. He does not have time to deal with Nutmeg, right now. Either way, she noticed that it was, Shadow Milk of some sort and stopped before it escalated.
*IM INSIDE AUGH YES, (inside the Spice Temple)*
"Im here~ I bet you're very very glad now!" Shadow Milk giggles around the temple, proudly walking over to the throne room.
"Is that a blue smurf I see now? Im surprised you didn't coward out, blue." The deep voice emerged from the throne itself. Burning Spice Cookie.
"Ugh, so prideful still are we? Oh just get this over with! I'm already tired of seeing your face." Shadow Milk rolls his eyes in annoyance as he hears Burning Spice's voice.
Burning Spice emerges out of his throne, walking over to the blue jester, his eyes and smile are so smug against Shadow Milk. It makes Shadow Milk scratch his eyes out.
"Let's not rush now are we? I knoww how much you'll...enjoy this." Burning Spice grabs a handful of Shadow Milk cookie's hair, making him face the great destroyer.
"Let go o- How will I fucking enjoy this?!" He was cut off by a swift kiss from Burning Spice Cookie.
Shadow Milk tries to fight away from the kiss, yet it only deepened, giving Burning Spice the slight determination that he fucking enjoys it. He pulls away from the kiss moments after.
"You sick joke! Wh-" Burning Spice covers Shadow Milk's voice.
"How are you so fucking eager yet so, dormant? Hoho, for all I knew, you're just a slut willing for a kiss. " Burning Spice lets go of the jester hair, and pointing his chin up towards him.
"I don't think you dislike this idea, huh. I bet you're enjoying this show. "
Burning Spice drags Shadow Milk by his clothes, sitting him up on his throne.
" I'm telling you, I'm NOT gonna forgive you for this! " Shadow Milk said.
" Oh but you'll enjoy it, like the little whore you are. " Burning spice parts the jesters legs using his feet, seeing how Shadow Milk has a slight hard-on waiting on his pants.
"And yet you resist me, but at the end of the day, you fucking starve like a hungry dog for touch." Burning Spice laughs.
It escalated quickly, before the jester even registered, he eventually found himself laying naked on the throne infront of the red beast. God only knows how much he fucking enjoys it, he would never admit that. What a brat he is.
"I knew the first time I set my eyes on you that you'd have a gracious yet fucked body, how many have you fucked with that body of yours? HA, or rather, how much have you been fucked?" The red beast eyes the jester from the top to the bottom.
And now— the show began.
Burning Spice strips his clothes off, lifting Shadow Milk off his ass onto his lap.
"Wha— I swear, you'll regret this!" Shadow Milk feels hot, he could feel the burning breath on his shoulder and the hardened dick on his bare ass.
" You do yourself, Shadow Milk Cookie. I bet you'll enjoy this. "
Burning Spice grabs his dick and slowly enters Shadow Milk's ass, earning a soft yelp from the jester. Slowly, and painfully, he enters him. Th jester groans and clutches at the red beasts' arm, causing jam to emerge from the wound.
" F-fuck, you're tight as hell. " Burning Spice whispers on his ear, still having the shit eating grin.
"Y-you bi-itch!" Shadow Milk groans.
Slowly, The red beast thrusts up on Shadow Milk, making his moan. The skin slapping was loud, yet loud enough to be heard by the whole room only. He continues teasing the jester with slow and painfully thtusts inside him, only getting a huff from the blue beast.
"Knock it off! J-just get on it..!" Shadow Milk utters.
"With that attitude? HA, no. Beg for it, weren't you just pushing me away earlier?...ohh, what if I just stop right here." Burning Spice teases.
"N-no wait! Don't do that, I'll...ugh, I'll do what the fuck you want! I fucking swear!" Shadow Milk loosens his grip.
"Hmm, seems convincing."
Burning Spice thrusts hard inside Shadow Milk, making him moan. He rightfully knew it would be painful to sit after this.
The res beast continues fucking himself inside the jester, holding his torso with his hand, the other holding his leg up, while the other 2 grabs the throne's support. Shadow Milk pierces his nails on the beasts arms, earning him another wound that emerges jam.
The friction makes Shadow Milk want to cum so eagerly, yet Burning Spice says otherwise. His cock fiercely hits the spot inside him repeatedly, making him moan loudly across the room. Fuck he doesnt even care if the spice tribe hears him at this point, he's fucking desperate.
"You're close aren't you? Oh wait, you cant even speak because of how fucked dumb you are!" Burning Spice laughs. "You better not cum if I haven't yet either. You better cum with me."
Shadow Milk groans and pants, his breath so hot and so close. He can't hold back much longer.
"Ohh, fuck. Im close, you better fucking take it all." Burning Spice grip turns harsher on him, making his vision and breath a bit cloudy.
The loud slapping sounds echoes through the room (or outside too), just the same with shaky moans and grunts.
The red beast continues thrusting inside the jester for a few more minutes. "Im gonna cum, you're taking it all understood?"
"Y-yeah, i will—" Shadow milk utters.
Burning Spice grins, planting the last thrust on him and releasing his cum inside Shadow Milk.
"Ah fuck." The res beast let's go of Shadow Milk, making him plop down on his chest.
"Say what, you enjoyed it didn't you?" Burning Spice teases.
"Whatever."
—
He's back, he's back in the Spire, where belongs. Its been a few weeks since it happened, and yet he was too sore. Thanks to Black Sapphire and Candy Apple, he was taken care of.
Although, he did notice that his rightful mood changed. He turned sicker, hungrier even.
(Yes hes gonna take a pregnancy test cause why not?)
He finds out he's pregnant, with. burning. spice.
Contacting the red beast, he shouts at him with his might, causing his minions to fully understand what actually happened. Credits to Nutmeg Cookie, she heard yet kept quiet, it still haunts her.