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The moon was high in the sky, the prophet of knowledge was in his chambers, sitting on his bed when a knight in dark armor entered through his balcony and approached him.
“You shouldn't be here, we've been enemies for a long time.”
“And yet my heart remains in your hands.”
Silent Salt took his hands as he knelt in front of him, the only illumination being the soft moonlight filtering through the delicate, thin white curtains at the entrance to the balcony.
Shadow Milk felt his heart skip a beat and looked at the knight who gently caressed his cheek, making him instinctively approach his touch.
“Let me spend this night by your side and then I will leave your life forever.”
“Why does it have to be like this?”
Silent Salt did not respond, instead he gently kissed the fount of all knowledge, who accepted the kiss with a heavy heart.
They separated for a few moments and he placed his crown on the table next to his bed and stood up, imitated by the knight.
The knight began to remove parts of his armor that were in the way.
Shadow Milk did the same, beginning to take off his robe.
Silent Salt paused for a moment, admiring the body of his now ex-partner, it wasn't very difficult to guess his figure under that robe, but seeing him without it was something completely different.
The moonlight framed his slender figure and made him look so ethereal, his long hair cascading down his back, shining naturally, the scene made this act seem completely sinful being him now a corrupt person, sullying someone as pure and divine as the fount of all knowledge felt wrong.
And that made him crave it even more.
“Is something wrong?”
“You are beautiful.”
He let out a soft laugh as his cheeks blushed, the knight helped him lay back down on the bed, beginning to kiss him again, exploring his mouth with his tongue.
His body had changed after being corrupted and becoming what it is now.
The eternal flames on his helmet, the long claws, a pair of large bat wings camouflaged in his cape, the way he opened his mouth with the helmet still on as if it were his own head even if it wasn't, sharp teeth and that slight echo in his voice that drove him crazy.
Shadow Milk let out a moan as he felt the cold hands on the skin of his waist.
This was wrong, he was supposed to stop him.
But the situation excited him so much, giving himself over to a now cursed being felt blasphemous.
Silent Salt began to leave a trail of soft kisses all over his body, making him sigh, se went down to his crotch, caressing his thighs as he turned to look at him; asking a silent question.
Shadow Milk nodded, spreading his legs to give him better access.
Silent Salt could feel his lips dry at the sight of his dear friend and companion, giving hisself completely to him at this troubled time in their lives.
It was so intoxicating.
He carefully caressed the already wet folds causing his former partner to shudder under his touch.
He brought his face closer and carefully licked his clit, causing Shadow Milk to arch his back and let out a small, muffled moan.
He waited a moment to check that he was okay, and when didn't receive a negative response, he continued to insert two fingers into his cunt.
Shadow Milk clenched the sheets beneath him with his hands as let out moans and sighs, feeling like it was too much even when they were just starting.
He could feel Silent Salt spreading him with both fingers, making him sigh every time his tongue caressed his clit.
Silent Salt turned to look at him, watching his chest rise and fall.
His breathing was labored with drops of sweat running down his body, his hair scattered all over the bed.
He was absolutely gorgeous.
He moved away a little, giving his dick a few strokes with his free hand while he parted the slippery folds with the other; he lined himself up against Shadow Milk's entrance and entered slowly.
Shadow Milk stifled a moan and tightened his grip on the sheets.
The knight stopped once he was fully inside, giving him a few moments to adjust.
When he gave him permission, he began with a gentle rocking of his hips, making him moan sweetly.
As he moved forward he increased the pace, holding the hips of the man beneath him, who had his legs tightly gripped to him.
“I want you to have my child.”
Shadow Milk opened his eyes in surprise, looking at him in confusion.
“If I'm never going to see you again, I want you to have something of me.”
The prophet of knowledge smiled tenderly, hugging his beloved; wanting to feel him as close as possible.
“Okay, I want a child of yours too.”
As much as they wanted to stay in this moment forever, they feel like it was about to end.
His walls, wet and warm, squeezed desperately around the knight.
After a few more moments, he finally came, feeling his lover do the same a few moments later; kissing him hungrily and desperately.
He could feel it so deep inside him, depositing his warm seed; they both broke away from the kiss, breathing heavily.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, trying to keep as much semen inside him as possible to ensure a child.
When they were sure, they finally parted, Silent Salt helped him clean up and he did the same.
“I loved you then, I love you still and I will love you forever; no matter what happens.”
Shadow Milk cried as he desperately clung to Silent Salt's embrace; he didn't want to let him go, he didn't want things to end like this.
“I love you too, Silent Salt Cookie.”
They kissed passionately and tenderly, clinging to each other until they finally had to separate.
Silent Salt gave him one last kiss on the forehead before walking away and leaving again through the balcony.
Shadow Milk ran over, peering over the balcony as he watched his beloved walk away from his domain.
He fell to his knees as he began to cry again.
Some time later, the four beasts were sealed by the witches in an immense silver tree that was guarded by the king of the fairies.
Their souljams were scattered around Earthbread, waiting for the moment when someone worthy would claim them.
The prophet of knowledge voluntarily gave up half of his for this very purpose, so that he would not be burdened with such a great duty and end up corrupted like his dear friends.
Right now the fount of all knowledge was standing in front of the huge tree, holding a one-year-old child in his arms.
“Are you okay, sir?”
He jumped a little in surprise and turned around, finding the fairy king.
“I'm fine, I'm so sorry to bother you Elder Faerie Cookie.”
“It's always a pleasure to have you in our kingdom, but you shouldn't be in this place for so long.”
“You're right, I'm sorry.”
He took one last look at the tree before sighing and walking away with the other cookie.