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He was extra sensitive during this pregnancy; something about the combination of pheremones and his own hormones had him growing wet and pliant at the drop of a hat, the urge to spread his legs for his mate nigh-constant— something he could play to his advantage, here.
All eight of Pure Vanilla's eyes flew open in shock, mouth barely parted as he watched his lover touch himself out in the open.
"I'll be forced to entertain myself in other ways, while you're gone." He purred, pushing one finger further in, sighing softly to himself as he did. "So hurry up and—ngh, just, go."
He winked to add insult to injury, watching as Pure Vanilla shifted forward, fingers twitching in barely-held restraint. "Unless you want someone walking by and seeing this?"
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Or, Shadow Milk and his spider mate are expecting...Again. Porn with Way Too Much Plot. Spider!PV x Thief!SM.
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- Part 3 of Spider!Nilla
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His body segments were dark, a deep violet that shone with an iridescent gleam. The eyes from his hair had migrated to cover them, too, each shining segment appearing to shift even more with how the eyes blinked in and out of existence on their surfaces.
As Shadow Milk's meters-long body twisted and folded, he caught glimpses of its underside, too- it was the same bright cobalt of his hair, the hue only made more intense by the blacklight.
Pure Vanilla couldn't tear his eyes away, eagerly drinking in each detail even as his body screamed at him to run. He was…enchanting; the colors and patterns of his new body hypnotically beautiful— in the deceptive sort of way that dangerous things were, to warn you not to come closer.
But Pure Vanilla didn't have a choice— the danger was approaching him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
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Or, Shadow Milk tries on a new form and puts on a show for Pure Vanilla. Centipede!SM, Oviposition.
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If Recluse pounded into him one more time, the pressure would send him past the point of no return— for his dignity's sake, that could not happen.
"W-Wait!" Shadow Milk squeaked, reaching one trembling hand back, frantic, to grip Recluse's wrist in an attempt to keep his hips from moving. "Take it out…ah!…f-for a second."
"…What?" Recluse scoffed, disbelieving. "What are you on? You're the one who begged for this in the first place."
His hips stuttered, attempting to resume their pace, but Shadow Milk's iron grip on his wrist did not relent.
He was a Beast— he would not beg. He would demand Recluse let him go.
(He had to.
If he didn't—
No. He would.
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Or, Shadow Milk, uh. piss again. Porn no plot, inspired by art, Shadow Milk x Truthless Recluse.
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He wasn't used to being so thoroughly…wooed.
Especially by a creature four times his size that could easily snap his neck before he could even blink.
But he felt, confusingly, that he could trust Pure Vanilla to not do so; though, that was aided, admittedly, by the fact that he was currently carrying the spider's children.
To think he could truly "trust" anyone, though— now that was laughable.
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Or, Shadow Milk has an eggs-istential crisis. Porn with plot...unfortunately. Spider!PV x Thief!SM.
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- Part 2 of Spider!Nilla
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Healer’s grin didn’t falter as he moved his hands up to his chest, where the latex was looser. One set of curious fingertips slipped underneath the fabric and palmed one of his tits, a perfect handful for the other Cookie’s rough palms. Fount whined, panting, pressing his chest into the touch.
“I can understand why you struggled to put this on— it is rather tight!” The other Cookie giggled, delighted. He pinched one rosy bud between his finger and thumb, rolling it between his fingers as Fount stood there, helpless. “Let me see if I can help you take it off.”
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Or, Fount gets stuck in a latex bodysuit. Really, really stuck. HealerFount (read the tags there's p...pi....piss...ahead...)
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So, he stays quiet, and watches, and listens.
He shifts in his seat and bites back a huff.
He can't be obvious— can't let himself be caught. But the tight warmth of the Soul Jam of Deceit wrapped snugly around his length makes this a near-impossible task.
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Pure Vanilla fucks Shadow Milk's Soul Jam during a meeting.
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28 Feb 2026
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Three times did Healer hear the Fount of Knowledge's voice, all in differing ranges.
The fourth time, he got to hear it in such a special way.
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24 Feb 2026
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The Sage of Truth had many students over his innumerable years of teaching, and he'd be willing to admit that there were some he liked more than others. It wasn't until Truthless Recluse appeared on his roster that he realized just how much space a single pupil could take up in his thoughts. Purely out of circumstance, of course, with his cool indifference and continual chance encounters.
Right?
(Or, five times Sage thought he wasn't obsessed with Recluse, and the one time he realized he was)
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- Part 1 of Teacher/Student SageRecluse
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31 Jan 2026
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Patience is a Virtue (Second Only to Truth) by andromedove
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
27 Dec 2025
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The Sage of Truth could admit he ached to see Truthless Recluse show up in his office again. Just one tryst wasn't nearly enough to satisfy his desires. If anything, it made them worse, now that he knew what taste to imagine on his tongue and what sounds to replay in his mind. Restraint was a burden, but one he found himself willing to bear, if it meant his darling student would make the next move.
But when Recluse did finally show up with complaints about how long it was taking for him to return homework grades, Sage could certainly find it in him to hammer home the importance of patience.
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- Part 3 of Teacher/Student SageRecluse
Bookmarked by luminflux
31 Jan 2026
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The promise of a 'guest lecturer' introducing the topic of shapeshifting intrigued Truthless Recluse, he would begrudgingly admit. The Sage of Truth hardly seemed the type to admit there was someone better than him in his field. It all clicked into place when said 'guest' came in to teach, bearing a very striking resemblance to his professor, just...older. Much older.
And that might've been a factor in Recluse being open to being schooled in more than just shapeshifting.
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- Part 4 of Teacher/Student SageRecluse
Bookmarked by luminflux
31 Jan 2026