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Ever since White Lily was born, the night had always brought comfort to her amidst her conflicted thoughts. The dark expanse of the sky was scattered gently among the clouds, brightening every hidden corner with its stars. As if it were a canvas that seemed to have taken life. A time when a pause could be properly required to reflect on everything.
It had been a while since she had decided to set her departure. Away from her friends. To the possibility of finally reuniting and settling back as friends. She couldn't. She didn't want to bring any more danger to her friends. Not this time. She was not going to repeat her mistake.
Further in her thoughts, she didn't realize she was not alone in her room. She tensed slightly when Silent Salt suddenly appeared behind her. He wrapped his arms over her form; his footsteps were as silent as a feather.
“..Did I not tell you to come here without warning?” she asked with slight annoyance. Though she didn't move away. Melting deeper into his touch as easily as it was for him to slide beside her.
“I know,” he replied, moving his head to rest it on her shoulder. She let him. He continued. “May I ask what you were thinking about?’
White Lily frowned at the question. She looked away towards the window, casting a soft glow over them. “I was simply lost in my mind..”
“Deceit does not look good on you, my liege,” he stated as his voice went through her dough like a soft hum. His hand caressed her side. She held back a sigh, trying to look indifferent. It didn't work. “Your Soul Jam gives you away.”
She cast a glare at him. “You need to stop doing that.” Silent Salt dragged her closer to his chest, his armor digging into her back. “Even Awakened, you are still trying to pretend. Pray tell, what do you get from doing this ?”
“You don't understand..”
He interjected. “You don't let me. You may hide what you are truly feeling from your friends. It won't work on me.”
White Lily opened her mouth and closed it. Any protests died in her tongue at his statement. She looked away. “I can’t truly hide anything from you, can’t I ?”
“Would that be surprising ?”
She lets out a chuckle. Quiet. Disbelief. Her lips curled into an unreadable emotion. “No..” she trailed off.
Silent Salt moved himself to tilt her chin, making her eyes look back in his direction. She hated how her body wanted to melt into any of his touch. “You may speak about what is resting in your mind.”
“It's complicated.”
“I have my time.”
A pause. A tightening of her lips. She was looking at him with defiance. He did not relent. They stared at each other in a battle of conviction. However, White Lily accepted defeat when she realized how futile it was for them to argue tonight. They were now allies. She should put more of her trust in him. “I was thinking about my choice..”
Satisfied, Silent Salt stopped tilting her chin. “Do you regret it?”
“It was a good thing to do. For them.”
“Yet, your mind continues to linger on something even if you are accepting yourself,” he commented, his voice calm as if he was one with the whisper of nature. White Lily couldn't handle the eye contact anymore. “I still feel like I didn't change. My mindset may not be burdened with guilt and self-hatred anymore. Even so, I still carry the many scars of my past when I was Dark Lily…”
There was a silence that moved between them. Unspoken memories of their time when they were enemies. Actions that couldn't be taken back, even if someone wished the opposite. White Lily squirmed slightly from the weight of this silence. She took her blanket, hiding a part of her body. He didn't let her. “Your scars are not something to feel ashamed of…” he made known. His hand was stopping her from hiding her body fully. “It has been a part of your growth..”
“How can you be so sure?..”
“Then, let me be the one to show you why.”
White Lily felt startled. “W-What?” she stammered slightly. A sudden warmth crawled across her cheeks, gentle as the sun warming on her dough. “You don't have to..”
“I wish to...” Silent Salt whispered when he slowly moved above her. He tugged away the blanket, watching the way it was slipping away slowly from her. Here now, she was only wearing her green nightgown, hanging loosely over her frame.
“You look beautiful, my freedom...” he praised. He was moving his hand towards her neck, tracing with reverence the burned scars with his finger. Her skin prickled. “Let me take care of you..”
“Silent Salt Cookie..” she breathed out his name when he removed his helmet with a soft clank. Leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on her neck. His mouth lingered over it. She shivered.
Silent Salt was already working his lips over all of her neck. Licking, biting, sucking. Nothing was spared from his hungry mouth until she was panting beneath him. White Lily moaned, her eyes closed as she was tugging at his hair. “Silent Salt!..”
“Yes?”
“Don't tease..”
“I am simply making sure that your scars are praised,” he whispered when he was already moving away from her neck. Before White Lily could protest, he was already on her again. Trailing kisses over her sternum when he slowly removed her nightgown to show more of her glory. All scarred and yet so alluring in his eyes when she was in her underwear. She squirmed under his hungry gaze as he continued to go down.
White Lily hides her face from the overwhelming sensation. Her breath hitched when she realized he was trying to make her acknowledge her little scars. It was too much. To be seen. To be loved. How could she be able to handle this? She has always been alone far too long. Always sliding away from the people she cared for. Always moving forward without looking back. Now, she couldn't do it anymore. He was too deeply integrated into her life. Knowing every part of her better than herself.
“Do not hide yourself, my Lily. Let me be the one to see you fall apart in my arms. I want to see your face.”
“I can’t..” she murmured.
“You can't? Or you don't want to?” he asked with a low voice as he placed himself on the side of the bed. He carefully stroked her side, letting the pad of his thumb rub in circles over her hip bone.
“I do not understand you..I’m not beautiful.”
“You are,” he stopped her with a firm tone. “You always have been.” He slowly removed her hand from her face. He kissed her forehead. “ You simply didn’t find the time to realize it, my liege.”
The next words became stuck in her throat. She couldn't protest. Instead, she pressed her lips into a thin line and didn't say more. He huffed, gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. He continued. “We can always cuddle for tonight..” he suggested softly. He was slowly keeping his distance, moving to retrieve the blanket without overwhelming her further. White Lily held his hand. He stopped.
“No..” she denied in a quiet tone.“I want you..”
“Is that so?” he asked after a brief pause. “I do not hear you well, my love. If you want something, you need to say it more clearly.” He tilted her chin, keeping eye contact. “What do you want?”
“I..” Her cheeks burned up from the intensity of his command, making her gaze waver ever so slightly. “I want you, Silent Salt Cookie..” she said more clearly after a moment. “Please.”
“Good,” Silent Salt said with satisfaction. He caressed her cheek. “You're doing so great, White Lily Cookie.” Silent Salt brings her into a kiss. She leaned into it and tugged at his hair to kiss him better. She ran her tongue across his lips, tracing the outline with her tongue before she slid it inside his mouth. He groaned against her lips, swirling his tongue with hers as he sprawled his hand over her lower back. His hand did not linger. It moved upwards, fumbling with her clasp to try to remove it. Soon after, she pulled back to look behind her.
“Having trouble?” she asked breathlessly, chuckling. He huffed in mild annoyance. “I do not.” She simply smiled at him and shifted herself to sit on her knees. She moved her hands behind her to remove her bra with a satisfying clink. Silent Salt's eyes darkened at the sight of her chest, standing proudly for his gaze only. “Come here,” he rasped out.
White Lily trembled at his words, filled with undeniable need for her. Something that was making her mind feel dizzy about how deeply she was able to affect him. He was already holding onto her hips when she crawled closer enough, making her straddle his chest. She felt startled by it. “What are you doing..?” she asked when she looked down at him. Half confused and half curious, even though she was looking at him with a heady gaze.
“I want to try something new. Please bear with me, my love..” he murmured. He guided her higher, settling her knees on either side of his head against the pillows. Carefully, he was bringing her lower area close to his mouth. White Lily jolted at his action, her knees buckling. “Silent Salt Cookie!..” She called his name with a shaky breath. “ Are you sure? I do not wish to crush you..” she protested feebly, even though she didn't try to move away. Silent Salt squeezed her thighs when he understood the small verbal cue she wanted this. She whimpered. “I don't mind,” he reassured.“I want to make you feel good.”
Silent Salt helped her to remove the last piece of clothing, taking his time to observe her. Even now, all bare in front of him, she still looked like a goddess. With a quiet groan, he started to place gentle kisses over her burn-scarred inner thighs to her mound. He was taking his time to worship her until she was squirming above him, desperate for more. Finally taking pity on her, he buried his face in her core. He started to lap flatly with his tongue, dragging from the bottom to the top along her slick folds. Teasing her with soft suckles and nips on the tender flesh of her clit.
“Ah..” White Lily closed her eyes, her body jolting from the stimulation. Grinding with small twitches of her hips close to his mouth, she felt a sudden warmth form in the pit of her stomach. She whimpered.“..So good..” She traced a hand inside the strands of his hair to tug at it, keeping him buried in her pussy. Her breath turned ragged the further he continued to alternate with soft licks and firmer ones.
He groaned against her flesh as she pressed him deeper against her. The vibration sent a sparkle up her spine when he probed her depths with tentative thrusts of his tongue. “My knight!” she cried out his name, her back aching as she clenched around him. He drove it deeper. His slurping was practically bouncing off the walls, the further he was devouring her. Drinking her down like a forbidden nectar to the point of making her chant from pleasure.
His jaw started to ache from how long he had been tasting her, her juices dripping down his chin. But, he couldn't get enough of her taste, of her smell, or her noises when she was enjoying herself. If he could, he would have gladly remained between her legs and pleasured her like this as much to her heart's content. He wanted to push her over the edge, hear her cry out his name so sweetly. Dear witches, he wanted it all.
“Please, please..I can't get enough of you..” she praised him with breathy gasps, her eyes almost teary from the way his tongue curled inside her to stroke that secret spot. “Keep going..mff..I'm so..” she trailed off, her voice crumbling into a string of moans when he stroked her same time with his thumb on her clit in slow motions. The spring inside her stomach coiled deeper and deeper until she couldn't handle it anymore. She shattered with a broken cry sliding her throat as the waves of orgasms hit her like a train. Her thighs slammed into his face harder as her pussy tried to milk his tongue with greedy pulses. Flooding his mouth with release. “Fuck.mff!” she gasped and then closed her eyes tightly, stars dancing behind her eyelids. Silent Salt moaned more against her vulva, holding her lower back more firmly to not let her go. He helped her to ride off her climax with a desperate rub of his thumb on her clit as he swallowed every drop. He didn't care if he was bucking his hips in the air from the prominent ache between his legs. Making her cum was enough to satisfy him.
After she was done with her orgasm, Silent Salt delicately removed White Lily from his face to not overstimulate her further. She panted, her legs still twitching from the lingering stimulation. He could see how her body was still flushed, clinging with sweat. He placed her on his side to caressed her side with open adoration. Something precious in his hands that he was afraid to break. He kissed her cheek, covering her naked body with a blanket.“You were so good there, White Lily.” She hummed when she found her voice back and looked at him with a shy smile. She buried her face in his neck. “I love you..” she whispered. His heart skipped a beat from the weight of her love for him. He cupped her cheek. There were many things he wanted to say to her. To chant her the beautiful praises he wished he could hear from his thoughts. But the words were stuck in his throat, leaving things unsaid of his deep affection for her. He simply did another kiss on her lips. “I love you too, my petal.”
She sighed, her warm breath blowing on his neck. He shivered. She moved her hand lower. “You didn't come..” He brought her closer. “I don't mind, my freedom.” She raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” There was a mild concern glinting in her eyes when she was looking at him with her dark fuchsia. He wanted to brush it away only to see her face brighten. “Your pleasure is already something enough for me.”
“I see..” She closed her eyes and didn't try to protest further. She knew how stubborn Silent Salt could be when it came to being firm on his decisions. “But I am still gonna find a way to reciprocate what you did for me.”
“Then, I will hold onto your words until next time.”
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Salt Cellar Cookie looked blankly at Silent Salt Cookie when she had to face him in the morning. His movement was still and unwavering as if he were one with the wind. He seemed to be lost in thought about something. She was almost ready to retreat and leave alone. But he was the first to notice her sooner.
“Salt Cellar Cookie. Is there anything that has been troubling you?” he asked. “You do not linger in a place except if there is something you need.
“Of course not, Lord Commander,” she replied with a bow. “Nothing has been amiss since lately.”
“Good.”
“However, may I ask for a request, Lord Commander?” she asked.
Silent Salt paused. He turned to look at her better. He nodded firmly. “You may.”
“The walls of the catacombs have not been as strong as they seemed back then. Please, be more careful when you are spending time with...” A pause. She blinked from one eye. “..Other half.”
“......”