Every End Has A Beginning

The days in that castle were quite repetitive and boring compared to what Shadow Milk would do in the spire. Days of teaching Candy Apple how to read and having small tea breaks with Black Sapphire were now distant memories. All he did now was: wake up, be greeted by the plain walls and scared staff members outside his door, teleporting to his own realm and hiding there until he felt Pure Vanilla's presence. Then to no surprise, that walking eye sore would enter and wait there. 

Once Shadow Milk would lose patience and tell him to leave only to be stopped in his tracks by Pure Vanilla beginning to talk about his day. It was usually just him blabbering about his friends and the meetings he would attend, while doing this Shadow Milk would be glaring at him with murderous intent. After his rant was over he would politely exit, but only asking the same question.

"Would you like a hug?" 

There was never any bad intent about it and Shadow Milk guessed it was some type of way for Pure Vanilla to see his 'improvement' at redeeming himself. But to absolutely no surprise, he would always say no in the rudest way possible and see if he would get any reaction. And never got one. Not. Even. Once.

And after that it would just repeat, over, and over, and over. Really Shadow Milk has gotten ever so sick of being confined to the walls of that stupid castle and craved and type of freedom at this point. But from previous events, he was not inclined to see what punishment Pure Vanilla had for him if he ever gave into temptation. 

That was how it was for about a week until Shadow Milk had enough and decided to do one thing he hated to do, but if there was going to be anything to let him be free. It would be showing he was getting better, and that walking tombstone would like way too much for him to enjoy any of it himself. 

He would have to give Pure Vanilla that hug. 

And he really didn't want to. 

Night rolled around once again and Pure Vanilla's presence came with it. As Shadow Milk prepared himself for whatever he was about to do, he heard the door to his room slowly open and the gaze of that orchid staff stare right at the crack in his portal he was using to sense his surroundings. 

"Good evening, Shadow Milk." Here he goes again. 

Making his way to the bed, he sat down and began to talk on and on about his day knowing the other can hear him. It maybe was a way to unload all the stress he had gathered through the day, but his usual calm tone would be replaced with a lot more emotion than Shadow Milk had ever heard from Pure Vanilla before. Even Shadow Milk was anything but a therapist, though it still intrigued him a little to see the other talk to a freaking wall. 

But after about half an hour it got extremely annoying at the point when he trails off to blabber on about his flock like a crumblepedia page. And that was the point where Shadow Milk would come out of hiding to just tell him to shut the hell up. But from each day to the next his insults became weaker as he gave away and now there was really no reason. 

"They like it when you pet them behind the ears-"

"Shush"

"Oh hello! I can finally see who I am talking to what a nice change. But it is getting late so I will probably heading back to my room."

Standing up and walking to the door, he hovers there for a second and then asks that one question Shadow Milk has been dreading. 

"Would you like a hug?"

...

Witches what am I doing.

A minute later Shadow Milk fully emerged himself from the portal and floated over to the other and gave the shallowest hug all of Earthbread had ever seen. But no matter to the other as Pure Vanilla quickly tightened his grip around the jester's waits pulling him in closer to whisper in his already lightly flushed ears. 

"Thank you. Good night...

Bluebird" 

And with that he broke the embrace and steadily walked down the hallway leaving Shadow Milk in complete shock.

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There had been some progress with Shadow Milk and his attempt of turning over a new leaf as some cookies would say. It was only at night he would get to see his treasure and it was always worth waiting the whole day. The original plan was to use his hidden magical eyes over the castle to spot him and admire the cookie while in boring meetings. But to his greatest displeasure, Shadow Milk was never to be seen anywhere or even just leave his room. The first time he couldn't find him, he cannot lie, he was worried the other had broken the barrier and just left again. But when he came in to the room and set his presence, he figured it out. 

Shadow Milk was hiding.

And all he needed to do was lure him out.

The other had a short fuse when it came to patience, it was one of his key weaknesses and knowing that only let Pure Vanilla have the advantage. So he made a quick plan of talking in much detail about his day to see how long it would to take to see who the other would snap. Yes, he felt a little bad about just using the other as a free councilor, but was a nice way of taking the stress off his shoulders and seeing just how long it would take for the other to snap.

At first the jabs were quite rude and some hurt a tiny bit when he said no one cared about his shepherd days and knowledge about it. But now Shadow Milk had pretty much given up and just tells him to be silent and he would always comply, quickly taking his leave after. 

But to see if his solitude had changed the cookie in a way, he would always ask a question mostly out of a guilty pleasure for the other's touch but also for development reasons. He would just ask for a hug and after a week of still not getting anywhere near he was going to give up on it. 

That was until today.

He was fully expecting to be declined once again, but Shadow Milk was fully out of his portal and  completely visible. After not seeing the whole picture for a long time, he was quite exited by the beautiful sight before him.

Ohhhhh yes.

How he had been begging for the embrace of the other it got him heated in seconds, no, he needed more. Much more. Clutching the cookie in an ever tighter embrace he could smell the blueberry scent perfectly, if he could he would just stay like this forever. But he knew he had to end it before his member got too bricked and Shadow Milk would notice. 

So whispering in his ear some words to distract the other as much as possible, he 'calmly' headed up to his chamber. 

*YES OH WITCHES THAT WAS SO GOOD!!!! AFTER ALL THE SILENT TREATMENT I FINALLY HAVE SOMETHING. IT FELT MAGNIFICENT OOHHHHH HOW I WANT TO EXPERIENCE IT AGAIN AND MABYE AFTER THAT I CAN GET A KISS-

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Okay calm down Pure Vanilla. You have gotten blessed with the angle you have been having sexual fantasies about and now will have to think about what do next. But it is very late and I have all of tomorrow so I shall think about it soon.*

 Changing into his sleeping robes, Pure Vanilla fell into sleep and would have to deal with the consequences of his actions later. 

(Author's note:

HAIIIII HAPPY EASTER YALL AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY  (•́//ᴗ(0/ᴗ/0)    )