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Somewhere within the Spire of Deceit
Night Raven Cookie was on top of one of the Spire's tower. When Shadow Milk Cookie had brought him there, he decided to make the place his nest, he couldn't help it. The place was comfortable, and the Spire doesn't have a day-and-night cycle. It's always either late evening or just night. Not to mention that the place is also very far from the Millennial Forest. It's almost like a cozy new cage home.
Keyword for our dearest audience: almost
As Night Raven Cookie was lost in his thoughts, staring off to oblivion, he was greeted jumpscared by Shadow Milk Cookie who had appeared out of nowhere and jumped onto him, holding his face and straddled his hips. "Haha! Got You AGAIN, Ravey~!" The Jester teased.
It was a pity that the beast had taken away his bow and quiver. 'It's for an upgrade' apparently.
The sudden appearance had shocked Night Raven as he backed away and tripped, falling on his back.
Did he ever mention that his back a.k.a his wings are super duper sensitive? No?
Long story short, it was as painful as that one time the author of this goddamned fic had fallen into the drains of their high school and had to be hospitalized because their leg had fractured and dislocated.
So, instinctively, Night Raven Cookie had screamed and panicked. He had used his hand and flapped the already hurting wings to get Shadow Milk Cookie off. Thankfully, it was a success. The Raven immediately got back up and tried to dust any debris off himself. Which in reality was him just harshly petting his wing in a definitely-not-how-a-winged-cookie-should-do. Now, he has to deal with a maybe slightly pissed-off Shadow Milk Cookie.
Flying away wasn't an option because his wings were in a bad condition. Surprisingly, Shadow Milk Cookie was not the reason for it. It was Night Raven Cookie himself that caused it. Or more correctly... Wind Archer Cookie. He looked away for a moment before speaking. "Sorry..?"
What else was he supposed to do in that situation, really? Maybe he could've thought of another way but his back was still in pain, so it's very reasonable that his mind was more focused on the pain.
Shadow Milk Cookie's face had an unreadable expression. He got back up and stared at Night Raven Cookie. Well, not really, Shadow Milk Cookie was staring at the other's wings. "When was the last time you've preened them...?" He asked as he swiftly closed their distance and grabbed one of Night Raven Cookie's wings.
Some part of Night Raven Cookie wanted to pull the wings away but he knew it would only do more harm than good. He doesn't know why suddenly the beast had decided to take interest in his messed up wings, even though he's been there for maybe a month or two (time is very wonky in the spire). Maybe because his feathers are as dark as the skies and the brief touch just now made Shadow Milk Cookie finally realize the condition of his wings.
Truth to be told Night Raven Cookie never really knew how to preen his wings. No one had ever taught him how to do so. Even if he was still Wind Archer Cookie, he rarely ever preen them. His former self would rather mutilate the wings rather than run around with it out. Wind Archer Cookie hated the wings as it symbolized freedom that he could never really get from being the Guardian of the Millennial tree. He can't leave his duty for freedom, it's not like Millennial Tree Cookie wanted him to stay but what is the freedom to a bird who was born in a cage? On the other hand that is exactly what Night Raven wants, but never gets the chance to taste the freedom as he was just another pawn for Dark Enchantress Cookie. Night Raven Cookie had loved the wings, wanting the freedom it represented, and wanted to care for it, but he never knew how. Plus, staying in this spire gave him more free will that he ever had, but he didn't know who to ask and was too scared to ask.
"I... never knew how...." Night Raven Cookie admitted. The raven had expected Shadow Milk Cookie to burst out laughing and mock him for being a literal wing cookie and being unable to preen himself, but instead, Shadow Milk Cookie had released his wings and disappeared for a moment before appearing back again and holding a bucket with some materials inside.
Night Raven Cookie looked at the bucket in confusion. "What is that?"
"To preen and clean your wings, dum dum"
Night Raven Cookie was dumbfounded and looked at Shadow Milk Cookie in a you-know-how-to-preen-? expression, he just couldn't wrap his head around it.
"Oh please don't tell me you don't believe me?? I'm truly hurt, oh my dear is Ravey." Shadow Milk Cookie said dramatically. "I've done this multiple times before! Ya gotta believe me!! Now go lay at that nest of yours and let me do the job." he demanded.
Night Raven Cookie tried his best to not flinch when he felt Shadow Milk Cookie's hand coming in contact with his wings. "Jeez Ravey can you settle down? I'm trying to help ya here!" The Jester complained. Shadow Milk Cookie couldn't fathom how bad Night Raven Cookie's wings were when he got closer a look. The deceitful beast had given up on lecturing cookies so long ago but at this point, he'll give a whole lecture on how to take care of wings to Night Raven Cookie.
"What are you doing?" Night Raven Cookie asked. For the past few minutes, he only felt Shadow Milk Cookie's hand very gently move his hand on the wings. "Your wings are too sensitive for me to just immediately preen it. I'm making sure it gets used to the touch first before I do anything" Shadow Milk Cookie explained as he started to rake his hands into the feathers of Night Raven Cookie's wings softly. A concerning amount of feathers came off that had disturbed the jester.
It was undeniable that Night Raven Cookie was slightly afraid of the beast hurting his already ruined wings, If he could he would have tried stopping him if only he had his bow and quiver. But the way Shadow Milk Cookie was working on preening his wings it felt relaxing. He never knew that Shadow Milk Cookie was capable of doing something so delicately. Night Raven Cookie didn't even realize that he had started to doze off.
When Night Raven Cookie woke up, he was by his nest and laying his head on Shadow Milk Cookie's chest.
...
Wait a minute...
HE WAS LAYING DOWN ON SHADOW MILK COOKIE'S CHEST!?
How did he end up there!?!?
Like any other cookie would do the raven pushed himself away from Shadow Milk Cookie. He almost fell on his back (again). Luckily, Shadow Milk Cookie was awake the whole time and grabbed Night Raven Cookie before falling. "Tsk tsk, you're always so clumsy Ravey."
Shadow Milk Cookie then pulled Night Raven Cookie to himself, holding his waist "Let me go." The Raven had attempted to push the jester away. "Haha! getting a lil defensive I see~" Shadow Milk Cookie replied, his free hand grabbing Night Raven Cookie's chin and caressing his lower lips as his face got closer to the other.
"Your reactions are always so amusing~"
Another futile attempt of Night Raven Cookie trying to push Shadow Milk Cookie away was made, only for Shadow Milk Cookie to lean in and seal the deal.
What started off as a brief kiss for the jester to test the waters, the action slowly became more intimidate as Shadow Milk Cookie was practically consuming the Raven. He just couldn't wait any longer. Plus, Night Raven Cookie wasn't actively rejecting his affection anyway.
The raven couldn't deny how touch-starved he was. It was like a warmth that he had never felt before, he had held Shadow Milk Cookie's shoulder like a lifeline the beast was literally taking his breath away, overstimulating him and introducing him to feelings that he had never felt before.
A sudden thought ran through Night Raven Cookie's mind
What if he.....
"OUCH!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" Shadow Milk Cookie pulled away while holding his mouth, he could taste the blueberry jam(blood) in his mouth. Night Raven Cookie did not just bite him, did he!? Looking at the Raven, there was a line of blueberry jam(blood) from his lips to his chin he had wiped off the jam using his fingers and licked it.
"Oh ho~? So you're not just an emo and shy cookie.."
"You want me to play your game, no?"