Intro. Pyur Vanilla Kuki and Shadou Milk Cooks lie on their bed in their chambers, hugging.
At the pure vanilla, the cookies are closed, and a blush is visible on the cheeks. His hand touches the head of Shadou Milka Cook. Shadow Milk Cook, who is hugged, lies on his beloved while he is stroked with the crown, sometimes kissing him gently.
\- Milka, do not you think that it’s too late? - Vanangla said quietly in a gentle voice, continuing to stroke his beloved blue crown.
Milk rumbled something displeasedly in response, clinging to his beloved’s chest all up, hugging his neck with his thin hands. A little bit, and he seemed to crumble, like an affectionate cat.
Pyur Vanilla smiled warmly, gently clasping his hands with his hands Shadow Milka, raising his head. Before Milk had time to say anything, as his lips were covered with his own, but he was not against it. On the contrary, he was slightly surprised at surprise, opening his eyes wide, and after that, he answered the kiss, covering his eyelids and completely surrendering to this sweet euphoria.