Cookie Run Hypno Harem [18+] - DISCONTINUED

[S1] Licorice and Pomegranate

A presence appeared at Goat Butter's door, sometime late at night. This visit had to be discreet, so Red Velvet notified the therapist that Licorice's visit would be at dark. And then came the time when the necromancer rang the doorbell, yawning as he seemed to barely get any sleep the night before. Doing Dark Enchantress' bidding was quite tiring.

Goat Butter, aware of this, did take an all-nighter for this time around, he did also call over Red Velvet during the afternoon to get his daily bj, but that's asides the point. He needed to make sure he had claimed two certain cookies in his harem right now. And one if them was already at his doorstep. He opened the door and let the cookie inside, fixing his top hat.

"May I ask why you chose for the visit to be this late at night? What concerns me is that you've gotten less rest that most of my patients so it's most likely going to be hard for you to concentrate."

"I am a Cookie of Darkness, why do ya think, fancy-pants?" Licorice rubbed his eyes as he stepped in, making a small jab at Goat Butter's aesthetic as he took a seat in his office, "Soooo... what's the big deal? Why is the almighty cake factory leader head over heels for you? He said you could be a good potential recruit for us or something... but he wouldn't tell Dark Enchantress until I met up with you for some reason."

Oh poor Licorice. Someone's getting recruited... but it's not Goat Butter.

Goat Butter then closed the door and walked towards Licorice's seat, as he then fixed his top hat and sat down on the chair opposite of him. He was ready to fuck this cocky reaper, and he was ready to jsut get to the point. But alas, he needed to cook.

"Well, Red Velvet and I have a connection. And I believe I can help you with taking over the world. You see, I've planted spies in all of Earthbread's forces, and commanded them under my wing. And it was all thanks to a simple little watch.."

He'd state, pulling out the pocket watch and immediately began swinging it in front of Licorice. He didn't need to even utter his induction, he jsut needed to continue hypnotizing the reaper without even raising his voice. "Interesting, isn't it?"

"Bahaha... that.... thing..-?" Licorice lightly burst out laughing, having gotten a bit cocky briefly before he finally got a good look at the watch, after which he couldn't take his eyes off of it, "O... oooohhhh... I... see why... wooaaahh, that's trippy... if only Batcat n the Brute were here...-"

Goat Butter chuckled as he continued to swing the watch, walking closer towards Licorice as he sat down on the table in front of him, to truly get a closer look at how vulnerable the other cookie of Darkness was. He then to just let his free hand feel around Licorice's body. For a reaper, his body was just as feminine as the other's, which got him even hornier at the thought. "You're admitting defeat, aren't you~?" He stated, "Don't worry, admitting defeat to me is a reward~ For everyone~" He'd purr into his ear, before his free hand grabbed the other's cock, rubbing it lightly around the tip.

"H-heeeyy-" He whined as his cock was groped, sounding fearful although he only got harder. "I-it's sensitive...-- can you n-not...?" Licorice sank back in his seat nervously, unable to fight the therapist bsck.

The therapist smirked as he then went under the necromancer's cloak and already had began sucking on Licorice's cock, going deeper and deeper to really trick the man into falling under his command. He looked up at the other, before letting his cock move away from his mouth.

"You like this, don't you, slut? Being serviced by your master, and enjoying it so much you want to feel more of it~?" He'd then remove the cloak and just continue sucking on the other femboy's cock. "Mmmh~"

He yelped loudly at being sucked on, though his legs were still spread wide for him. "I-I told you! I-it's s-s-sensit..-" He pleaded, though his words were overpowered by his loud satisfied moans. Soon he'd stop talking entirely as he held tightly onto the other's hair.