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Shadow Milk is short.
Which is why he floated everywhere.
He knew it was petty, but he couldn't stand other people towering over him. He already wore heels, and that was embarrassing enough since he wore them for height and not fashion.
Most cookies didn’t know his real height. Black Sapphire had assumed he was around 5'10, while Candy Apple had exclaimed quite surely that he was 6'1.
Meeting Pure Vanilla was different. He was already a freak with his ridiculously positive attitude and those little minion friends of his, always so sure that things would end up perfect. But Pure Vanilla didn't float like Shadow Milk, so when they first came face to face, he realised he was way taller than 6 feet.
At one point, he had believed that the current Ancient cookies would be taller than others, but he knew that White Lily only came up to Pure Vanilla's shoulder, and she’s an Ancient too.
Coming to realize that he definitely would look dumb standing next to Vanilla, he made sure to never stop floating. Even when Pure Vanilla became Truthless Recluse, he never stood. But it was when Pure Vanilla awakened that everything changed.
“I want to be your friend.”
Shadow Milk couldn't even open his eyes fully. Pure Vanilla was glowing so bright and that stupid, stupid smile was just there in front of him, all kind and caring. “Come home with me, Shadow Milk. GingerBrave and his friends are building a nice kingdom for everyone to relax in once in a while. I feel you would enjoy it. Black Sapphire and Candy Apple are welcome to come too.”
Shadow milk couldn't even answer before he was wrapped in a hug. “What are you–!”
“Shh–” Pure Vanilla cooed, “Don't fight it.”
And then he blacked out.
Shadow Milk is short.
Which is why he wouldn’t get out of bed. Pure Vanilla was hand feeding him jelly bites when he asked, “Do you think you’re ready to walk around? King Custard III is excited to meet you after we brought the 3 of you back to our Kingdom. He's only met your friends and I said you would come to him when you're ready.”
He scoffed, “I told you, Nilly, I don't wanna meet your Baby King.”
“King Custard may be only thirteen but he's learning very quickly to become a respected King. You should meet him.”
“I don't want to.”
“Okay… Well then, how about a wall around the park for a bit? There are many new cookies in town today that you could meet.”
“What do you not get about I don't want to! Leave me alone!”
Pure Vanilla looked down at his hands. They looked huge. They weren't delicate like his own but they weren't rough either, they were clearly well taken care of. He was currently in his awakened form. Shadow milk realized that he could change from his regular form to his awakened form at will.
He hated Pure Vanilla’s awakened.
It was all bright like the sun and it killed him. His hair was too long. His smile is too big. Hands too big. Arms too big… he was too big. He grew too much in his awakened form; it was pissing him off!
Which is why he won't leave. If he gets out of bed Pure Vanilla will take one look and realise how short he is next to him. He’ll have to deal with the mortifying embarrassment of being shorter than Pure fucking Vanilla. “Well then how about my place?”
What?
“What–”
“My place. You're just nervous to meet everyone, yes? You still need to go out and get fresh air so let's go to my house. I have a small one not far from here.”
Shadow Milk didn't get a chance to answer because Pure Vanilla ripped the blankets off him and tried to pry him from the sheets. “NO–!
“Shadow Milk, stop yelling! It's for your own good!”
“NO NO NO I DON'T WANNA LEAVE–!”
Despite his protests, Pure Vanilla was big and was very easily able to untangle him from the sheets and carry him out of the resting room. The halls were quiet as he walked and Pure Vanilla exited out what was probably the back door. Pure Vanilla placed him slowly on the floor and Shadow Milk watched with utter disgust as Vanilla tilted his neck down and down and down…
“I never noticed how short you are,” he fucking smiled. Shadow milk grunted and tried to float but he was still too weak to do any magic and Pure Vanilla had to catch him before he landed ass first on the ground. “Careful! I'm not bullying you Shadow Milk, I think it's cute.”
“Cute? You think im fucking cute?!”
“Yes. I never noticed it before when you were always flying a few inches above us. I found myself looking up at you constantly.”
Shadow crossed his arms and looked up and up and oh my witches up at Pure Vanilla. “I fucking hate you.”
He laughed and began walking. Shadow milk watched the sidewalk and saw Pure Vanilla taking comedically short steps to match his pace.
He smiled again, “I'm taller than most cookies, yes, but I’m not the only one taller than you. By the looks of it, both Candy Apple and Black Sapphire are taller than you.”
Shadow Milk punched him.
Shadow Milk is short.
Especially in Pure Vanilla's house he’s short. Everything is out of reach. He’s been living there for a few days and can’t count the number of times on both his hands that he had to ask Pure Vanilla to get something for him. “Just put the stupid fucking Jellies on the bottom shelf!”
Pure Vanilla snorted, “No. It's my place and it's more covenant for it to be up higher. And you need to get used to asking people for help.” He grabbed the Jellies and placed them in front of Shadow Milk. “And I find it adorable when you flush and have to succumb to asking for assistance.”
Pure Vanilla stood behind him and hummed a tune as he watched him make breakfast. Shadow Milk flinched when a large hand dragged up his back and gripped around his neck firm but not tight.
“You're so small, Shadow Milk. How tall are you?”
Shadow milk shivered when the hand moved from his neck to his waist and was able to grip almost all the way around, only a few inches separating Pure Vanilla’s thumb and index fingers. “Five.. Five feet two inches.”
“I’m Sev–”
“SEVEN–”
“--even feet, five inches.”
Oh FUCK off.
Shadow Milk felt lightheaded.
This man could crush him with his bare hands.
“In my regular form I'm around six feet eight inches or so but I grow a few in awakened.”
Shadow Milk kicked his knees.
Shadow Milk is short.
That's why Pure Vanilla can pick him up like a bag of grapes and throw him on the bed and pull his clothes off like it's a normal Tuesday shift. “Fuckfuckfuckingfuck Nilly–”
“It's okay, I've got you.” Pure Vanilla threw his robes off and got on top of him and wasted no time getting their lips slotted together. Pure Vanilla’s mouth was big too. When his tongue entered his mouth he felt it everywhere; On his tongue, on the roof of his mouth, around his teeth, down his throat. Pure Vanilla tilted his head to push his tongue down his mouth further while his other hand began to grope his butt.
“You're so small, Shadow Milk. Everything is so petite and cute. Is this why you never wanted to be around me standing?”
Shadow milk felt his face flush and went to bite back at him but a frighteningly high moan was pushed out of him as finger entered his ass. “MNngh– Nilly, what?”
“You're too tight. I'm going to need to prep you before I enter.” His finger bent and moved in and out slowly, “I don't want to hurt you.”
“If you dont-ughm- don’t fucking put that dick inside of me soon Im going to kill you–ahh!”
A second fingered entered inside and Pure Vinalla began to fuck his ass with his stupidly, gorgeously big fingers. Shadow Milk knew the noises he was making were obscene and loud and he’s so glad Pure Vanilla sent Candy Apple home early. “Nilly I'm– I'm close–”
“It's okay, you can come.”
“No No! It feels–!” Before he could finish he came so hard and fast he saw stars.
“Good job, Shadow Milk. That's a lot of cum.” He whined when Pure Vanilla pulled his fingers out and pushed four in fast. “Think you can come again?”
Shadow Milk cried when Vanilla thrust his fingers in, pushing against his prostate every time. He was faintly aware of the obnoxiously loud noises he was making but he couldn't find it in himself to stop.
“Nil– Mhnmm– Put it in! Pleasepleaseplease–”
“Shh,” Vanilla cooed. “Soon, Love. I need to prepare you first before you can take me.”
Shadow Milk reached down and gripped Vanilla's hand with his nails so he knew it would leave a mark.
“Put. It. In.”
Pure Vanilla’s smile grew impossibly wider. “Okay, don't say I didn't warn you.”
Shadow Milk glanced down and…
It shouldn't be that big, right…
Surely he’s seeing things wrong.
Pure Vanilla's cock was… Oh my witches, it was reaching way past his stomach.
Pure Vanilla teased Shadow Milks hole before entering, the sensation of his huge cock entering Shadow Milks tight hole caused them both to let out loud moans.
Not much was said after. Pure Vanilla wasted no time before thrusting all the way in and having his balls flesh with Shadow Milk's ass. Shadow milk couldn't even think anymore, he felt like his body was a pile of goo for Pure Vanilla to mold to his dick.
Everything just had to be so ridiculously big with Pure Vanilla and he couldn't take it anymore. His huge cock was weighing him down and with every thrust caused his stomach to bulge out and rearrange to fit the monstrous intruder.
Pure Vanilla kept whispering praises and whining about how tight Shadow Milks ass is as he moved in and out at a dangerous rhythm.
Shadow Milk can't remember the amount of times he came but he faintly remembers Pure Vanilla needing to change the sheets more than once to get comfortable enough to do another few rounds.
When Shadow Milk finally lost consciousness it was to Pure Vanilla wrapping his large arms around his swollen stomach and falling asleep to his dick still up his ass.
“You're very short Shadow Milk,” Pure Vanilla says.
Shadow Milk looks at him with utter hatred.
“I hope our children end up as cute as you.”
Shadow Milk gave him another facial expression but his one filled with horror, “A Child?”
“Children. Plural. I hope we can have more than one.”
Shadow Milk kicked his shins.