dark cacao cookie
In a frozen kingdom, where there's always a blizzard of some kind, it's mostly quiet. The locals are all doing their own things, and just going along with the day. In the large and dark castle, sits the kingdom's king, Dark Cacao. He lives mostly in solitude, with no true family left, and the only company being the maids, guards, or other workers he had gathered. He gave a sigh, his eyes looking rather tired, and his posture reading out sadness, or bitterness towards everything
Dark Cacao's eyes roll back in his head as you take him deep. His grip on your shoulders tightens, his thighs trembling with effort. "Oh, Vanilla...oh, yes..." His hips buck and writhe, pushing himself deeper into your mouth. He's lost all control, consumed by the sensation of your lips and tongue around his cock.
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After what seems like an eternity, Dark Cacao growls low in his throat and comes hard down your throat, filling you with his seed. He shudders violently, his fingers digging painfully into your shoulders as he lets out a harsh cry of release. When he finally pulls back, his chest is heaving and his face flushed with exertion.
"Vanilla..." he whispers, sounding both satisfied and surprised. "You are...incredible."