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He did not focus on cleaning himself and instead let his hands wander through his soft fur. Like a lover reunited he explored every inch of his own body with gentle hands. His own touch was so intimate that he soon found himself leaning against the tiles and breathing hotly against the steamy air. Cookie then continued to pleasure himself until he was completely drained. \n\nWith a skip he left the shower feeling refreshed and giddy. \nAfter slipping on a pair of shorts and throwing his formal robe over his chest he left his apartment and headed over to the elevator. Cookie hit the button at the very bottom and waited a moment as he travelled down underground. As the doors opened he found himself in a very different place than the modern apartment above. A church built in Jelai’s name. \n\nLit by pale yellow lamps that hung low from the ceiling. The walls and ceiling were made of meticulously carved stone and despite being deep underground there were great stained glass windows along the sides. A bright light behind them helped to illuminate the stories being told. As Cookie walked past the many rows of comfortable wooden seats he looked over these great windows. They told of Jelai and how he appeared centuries ago when people’s hearts were full of suffering. Being generous and sympathetic by nature he reached out with a silent voice and brought together several disciples who would build him a paradise for the tired and weary. To reward these disciples and to help guide the growing community of believers he then created Children, loving and simple souls who would bond with them for life. \n\nTo even see these stories with his own eyes filled Cookie with a sense of peace and pride. \nHe was, after all, one of the many Children of Jelai.\n\nAt the front of a church was a large metal plate that covered an area of the floor, and beyond that a raised altar for the priest to speak from. Nearby a door at the very back of the church a Messenger stood. His robes covered his tall frame and he wore a mask depicting the symbol of Jelai. Cookie approached him and bent over with his hands touching his knees for a moment before straightening up. \n\n“Good morning friend.” \nCookie said casually to the priest. \n\n“Fair morning. How are the Sunwalkers?” \n\n“Happy. The recently passed heatwave brought much joy and fun, and the bountiful harvest of Sunshine also means that they will be rewarded greatly this week. It was an excellent time. Even Pudding has broken his shell and finally made some friends.” Cookie reported. \n\n“Delightful news.”\n“Is the wound within Pudding’s heart now healed or does he require further… Intervention?” \nThe Messenger asked. \n\n“Healed but scarred. That too will fade soon. It brings me peace to know that we found a solution to his problem as well. His overly loving nature might be a great boon to Jelai but it sure did make finding him a partner difficult. Blessings to Jelai for bringing Rosemary to us.” \n\n“Blessings indeed. Continue to watch Pudding, we cannot risk such bounty spoiling.” \nThe Messenger replied as he stepped towards the altar. \n\nCookie gave him a nod and another bow. \nAfter walking some steps away however he paused and turned around. \n\n“If I may, is there any news of my own Soulmate?” \nCookie asked politely. \n\n“Are you still so determined to have one? You would make an excellent Moonwalker if you gave up on them and bonded instead to Jelai like us.” The Messenger asked as he traced a hand along the warm stone of the altar. \n\n“I know and I have enjoyed my time as a Duskwalker, but my path lies towards the light. Every ounce of my soul desires to be bonded with one who still walks this world. I can feel it.” Cookie said as he placed a hand on his chest.\n\nThe Messenger grew quiet and Cookie took his silence as gospel. \nHe turned away and took a few more steps before his friend spoke again. \n\n“He is a wanderer. His distance makes him hard to track and hard to pull towards us but he is approaching the city. Keep faith and be strong. And may Jelai bless you when you walk the path of the sun.” The Messenger said. \n\nCookie heard the heavy beating of wings and felt a small wind rush past. \nHe glanced behind him but found his friend gone. \n\n“Thank you, Azafran.” \nHe muttered. \n\nWith his daily reports done Cookie took the time to give a prayer towards the altar before finally leaving. Taking the elevator one floor up, the doors once again opened to show a completely different sight than that of the church or the apartments. \n\nThis space was like that of a warehouse. Fluorescent lights with a high ceiling, large polished tiles for a floor and simple plaster for the walls. On the right side was a cart like that used for staff in a hotel. On the left side were many shelves of goods and supplies. From food to cleaning to hobby materials, there was a little bit of everything, all boxed up and labelled neatly. At the back were two others that also wore shorts and formal robes, they were moving boxes from an even bigger room in the back to the space out front. \n\n“The sun has been nice but I’m glad it’s cooler now.”\nBeans said to the other. \n\n“Indeed, I do love the rain. It’s beautiful when it gets wet.”\nToast replied with a smile. \n\n“You get beautiful when you are wet too.” \nBeans said playful as he bumped his hip into Toast. \n\n“Oh stop, we are at work.” \nToast said despite leaning into his touch. \n\n“Hey friends.”\n\n“Ah, Cookie. We’ve almost got all the gifts ready.”\nBeans said as he straightened up, followed a moment later by Toast. \n“We were expecting a lot but this was more than we thought.” \n\n“Mhm, it’s always a good week when Jelai is well fed.” \nCookie nodded. \n\nUsing the cart he filled it with all the goods and products labelled for the second floor. He then pushed it over to the elevator and took it up to the first of the apartments. Slipping inside one of them he looked over the boxes before raising a hand and pulling the goods into the air. His eyes turned yellow as he silently levitated everything to where they needed to be. Hygiene products went to the bathroom, ingredients, food and drink went to the kitchen, and hobby supplies or materials needed for their work went to the desks and tables. With his powers it only took a minute or two. After he was done he would go next door and repeat this. \n\nWhen the cart was empty he would return to the basement and load it back up. It took some time with how many goods had been produced but Cookie worked with a grace and efficiency born from years of practice. \n\nAs he reached Pudding and Rosemary’s apartment, he slipped inside as usual but paused his work for a moment. Lifting a long ear to the bedroom he heard naught but the gentle breathing of sleeping souls. Poking his head through he found Pudding and Rosemary cuddled up tightly and fast asleep. Cookie found them cute. And the lingering smells of love and wetted fur in the air told him that Pudding had hardly cooled down in his passions. Leaving them to rest he returned to the cart and began to look over what they had acquired from the harvest. \n\nMost of Pudding’s supplies were the usual. Tea, baking ingredients, chocolate and jams and yellow sugar as well as threads and wool for knitting. A few things were new. Sunblock, massage oil and toothpaste. It was as he reached Rosemary’s supplies that Cookie paused to look them over. Among the artistic materials such as canvas, paints, paper and pencils there were also many bottles of yellow wine and herbal mixtures that helped with pain and insomnia. \n\n“A troubled soul in need of a caring hand, and a lonely soul who rots with love.” \nCookie muttered to himself. \n“May Jelai bless you both with happiness.” \n\nWith the deliveries finished he returned to the basement to return the cart. \nAs he stepped out of the elevator however he found Beans and Toast whispering to each other. \nWith his long ears he focused on those mutterings and began to piece them together. \n\n“I’m glad he has been exercising more and taking his Purpose more seriously but…”\nBeans said before trailing off in thought. \n\n“Yeah. I know, to scare him like that seems a bit mean.”\nToast agreed with a few slight nods. \n\n“It was necessary.” Cookie spoke up.\nThe pair flinched and soon spun around to face him. \n“Peace is plentiful and danger comes rarely but that is no excuse to not take such an important Purpose seriously. A small scare here and there can do wonders to remind him and his newly found Soulmate of that.” Cookie then explained. \n\n“True but couldn't it freak him out?” \nBeans asked. \n\n“A Purpose is not something that is just given to you at random. It is both something you excel at, and something that is needed to keep the Commune working. If you become lazy then you are not only letting yourself down but letting down everybody.” Cookie explained. “So says Jelai.” \n\n“I understand. A bit of fear to get him on track is better than laziness leading to ruin.”\nBeans replied.\n\n“Oh I see now. Mmm, it’s not easy being a Duskwalker.” \nToast also added. \n\n“Even harder being a Moonwalker, they have wisdom and duties we could only imagine.”\nCookie said romantically as he grasped his hands together. \n\n“What about the Dreamwalkers? Sneaking around the forest all night sounds lonely.” \nToast spoke up.\n\n“Yeah but they can do all that cool, freaky, changing stuff.”\nBeans added excitedly. \n\n“Cookie, is it true that they are born in pairs so they never have to find a Soulmate?”\nBeans asked.\n\n“I heard it’s a bit more complicated than that but no, we should not be speaking idle of such things. You two need to go check the gates and deliver the other supplies to the storage sheds around the Gardens already.” Cookie spoke firmly. \n\n“Right away!” Beans and Toast called out before giving him a small bow. \n\nProud of his micromanaging, and breathing a sigh of relief for being done for the day, Cookie returned to his apartment to relax and make breakfast. As the sun rose into the sky and everybody got to work for the day, Cookie sat back in his armchair with a cup of tea and a good book. Time passed pleasantly but as the afternoon approached he found himself interrupted as a Messenger entered his apartment. \n\n“Hello friend.” \nCookie greeted as he hopped up to greet him. \n\n“Greetings Cookie. There has been a sudden change and I need to get supplies ready for a girl joining us tomorrow. Her soul is weak and her mind is troubling, she needs a Baptism as soon as possible. \n\n“Oh dear, a robe, some fresh incense, a nice bit of herbal tea and a necklace.”\nCook muttered as he went over everything with his fingers.\n“Does she already have a Soulmate?”\n\n“Yes, Brandy. They are still young however so I must ask you to keep watch over them as well. I have little doubts he will be able to bond with her but it is hard to predict the actions of outsiders. We must be ready.” The Messenger explained. \n\n“I understand, everything will be ready by this evening.”\nCookie said before bowing down to the Messenger. \n\nAs he stood up straight he found the priest had vanished. Cookie placed his book down on the side table and finished his tea before setting out. Heading across the corridor to his neighbour, Cookie walked in to find Pudding enjoying a moment with Rosemary. She was on her knees, bent over the coffee table with a plate of biscuits near her face and a plate of cake on the other side of her head. Impressively, Pudding was able to hold a cup of tea and even take a sip from it without needing to slow his hips in the slightest, although he did have a hand on her rear for support. \n\n“Apologies. Have you got a moment?”\nCookie asked as he turned his eyes away. \n\n“Hey friend, of course! I made a lot of cake too, want some?” \nPudding asked as he placed his cup of tea down on a teacup next to him. \n\n“Oh, thank you. Um, I need a new robe for tomorrow. It’s important.”\nCookie said as he took a small plate and a slice of cake next to Rosemary’s head. \n\n“A new friend is coming?” \nPudding asked as he held both sides of Rosemary’s hips with his hands. \n\n“Yes, they are very shy though so I’m making sure everything is extra welcoming.” \nCookie said before taking a nibble of the cake. \n“Oh my, that’s very good. Trying new recipes?” \n\n“Mhm, I’ve been so, ah, inspired with Rosemary around.”\nPudding said before giggling. \n\n“Wonderful to hear. Make sure you get the robe sent to Brandy before nightfall.” \nCookie instructed before taking a bigger bite of the cake. \n“Mind if I take this with me?” \n\n“Go ahead. I’ll get right to work once I finish.” Pudding said with a surprisingly innocent smile. \n\nAs Cookie stepped out the doorway his ears heard the soft smack of Pudding’s palm against Rosemary’s butt, followed by a long sigh and the soft creaking of the coffee table as Pudding picked up a much faster pace. Cookie let out a breath as he walked down the hall. He could feel his heart beating quickly in his chest as the excitement over such a show still lingered in his mind. \n\nAfter shaking the feeling from his head, he then stuffed the cake into his mouth and stepped into the elevator. There were many more tasks to do, wood to cut, guards to be notified. It was just what he needed to ignore the tightness in his shorts… For the time being. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Four in the morning, what a perfect time to wake up.
Cookie sat up quick, he stretched out his arms and made a cute squeak as he yawned softly. After rubbing the sleep from his eyes he crept out of bed and walked into the living room before switching the lights on.

Cookie made himself a small pot of tea and while enjoying the warm and fruity flavours, began to go over some paperwork. There were schedules for festivals and harvests, notes on weather patterns and a long section to do with his neighbours and how they have been acting. There had been nothing to note during the night and so he marked everything as clear before packing them away into a folder. He finished his tea and did some stretches to loosen up before starting his day proper.

The first thing he did after waking up was take a long shower. Cookie loved to savour the little pleasures in life and the feeling of a good hot shower draining away all tension was one of his favourites. He did not focus on cleaning himself and instead let his hands wander through his soft fur. Like a lover reunited he explored every inch of his own body with gentle hands. His own touch was so intimate that he soon found himself leaning against the tiles and breathing hotly against the steamy air. Cookie then continued to pleasure himself until he was completely drained.

With a skip he left the shower feeling refreshed and giddy.
After slipping on a pair of shorts and throwing his formal robe over his chest he left his apartment and headed over to the elevator. Cookie hit the button at the very bottom and waited a moment as he travelled down underground. As the doors opened he found himself in a very different place than the modern apartment above. A church built in Jelai’s name.

Lit by pale yellow lamps that hung low from the ceiling. The walls and ceiling were made of meticulously carved stone and despite being deep underground there were great stained glass windows along the sides. A bright light behind them helped to illuminate the stories being told. As Cookie walked past the many rows of comfortable wooden seats he looked over these great windows. They told of Jelai and how he appeared centuries ago when people’s hearts were full of suffering. Being generous and sympathetic by nature he reached out with a silent voice and brought together several disciples who would build him a paradise for the tired and weary. To reward these disciples and to help guide the growing community of believers he then created Children, loving and simple souls who would bond with them for life.

To even see these stories with his own eyes filled Cookie with a sense of peace and pride.
He was, after all, one of the many Children of Jelai.

At the front of a church was a large metal plate that covered an area of the floor, and beyond that a raised altar for the priest to speak from. Nearby a door at the very back of the church a Messenger stood. His robes covered his tall frame and he wore a mask depicting the symbol of Jelai. Cookie approached him and bent over with his hands touching his knees for a moment before straightening up.

“Good morning friend.”
Cookie said casually to the priest.

“Fair morning. How are the Sunwalkers?”

“Happy. The recently passed heatwave brought much joy and fun, and the bountiful harvest of Sunshine also means that they will be rewarded greatly this week. It was an excellent time. Even Pudding has broken his shell and finally made some friends.” Cookie reported.

“Delightful news.”
“Is the wound within Pudding’s heart now healed or does he require further… Intervention?”
The Messenger asked.

“Healed but scarred. That too will fade soon. It brings me peace to know that we found a solution to his problem as well. His overly loving nature might be a great boon to Jelai but it sure did make finding him a partner difficult. Blessings to Jelai for bringing Rosemary to us.”

“Blessings indeed. Continue to watch Pudding, we cannot risk such bounty spoiling.”
The Messenger replied as he stepped towards the altar.

Cookie gave him a nod and another bow.
After walking some steps away however he paused and turned around.

“If I may, is there any news of my own Soulmate?”
Cookie asked politely.

“Are you still so determined to have one? You would make an excellent Moonwalker if you gave up on them and bonded instead to Jelai like us.” The Messenger asked as he traced a hand along the warm stone of the altar.

“I know and I have enjoyed my time as a Duskwalker, but my path lies towards the light. Every ounce of my soul desires to be bonded with one who still walks this world. I can feel it.” Cookie said as he placed a hand on his chest.

The Messenger grew quiet and Cookie took his silence as gospel.
He turned away and took a few more steps before his friend spoke again.

“He is a wanderer. His distance makes him hard to track and hard to pull towards us but he is approaching the city. Keep faith and be strong. And may Jelai bless you when you walk the path of the sun.” The Messenger said.

Cookie heard the heavy beating of wings and felt a small wind rush past.
He glanced behind him but found his friend gone.

“Thank you, Azafran.”
He muttered.

With his daily reports done Cookie took the time to give a prayer towards the altar before finally leaving. Taking the elevator one floor up, the doors once again opened to show a completely different sight than that of the church or the apartments.

This space was like that of a warehouse. Fluorescent lights with a high ceiling, large polished tiles for a floor and simple plaster for the walls. On the right side was a cart like that used for staff in a hotel. On the left side were many shelves of goods and supplies. From food to cleaning to hobby materials, there was a little bit of everything, all boxed up and labelled neatly. At the back were two others that also wore shorts and formal robes, they were moving boxes from an even bigger room in the back to the space out front.

“The sun has been nice but I’m glad it’s cooler now.”
Beans said to the other.

“Indeed, I do love the rain. It’s beautiful when it gets wet.”
Toast replied with a smile.

“You get beautiful when you are wet too.”
Beans said playful as he bumped his hip into Toast.

“Oh stop, we are at work.”
Toast said despite leaning into his touch.

“Hey friends.”

“Ah, Cookie. We’ve almost got all the gifts ready.”
Beans said as he straightened up, followed a moment later by Toast.
“We were expecting a lot but this was more than we thought.”

“Mhm, it’s always a good week when Jelai is well fed.”
Cookie nodded.

Using the cart he filled it with all the goods and products labelled for the second floor. He then pushed it over to the elevator and took it up to the first of the apartments. Slipping inside one of them he looked over the boxes before raising a hand and pulling the goods into the air. His eyes turned yellow as he silently levitated everything to where they needed to be. Hygiene products went to the bathroom, ingredients, food and drink went to the kitchen, and hobby supplies or materials needed for their work went to the desks and tables. With his powers it only took a minute or two. After he was done he would go next door and repeat this.

When the cart was empty he would return to the basement and load it back up. It took some time with how many goods had been produced but Cookie worked with a grace and efficiency born from years of practice.

As he reached Pudding and Rosemary’s apartment, he slipped inside as usual but paused his work for a moment. Lifting a long ear to the bedroom he heard naught but the gentle breathing of sleeping souls. Poking his head through he found Pudding and Rosemary cuddled up tightly and fast asleep. Cookie found them cute. And the lingering smells of love and wetted fur in the air told him that Pudding had hardly cooled down in his passions. Leaving them to rest he returned to the cart and began to look over what they had acquired from the harvest.

Most of Pudding’s supplies were the usual. Tea, baking ingredients, chocolate and jams and yellow sugar as well as threads and wool for knitting. A few things were new. Sunblock, massage oil and toothpaste. It was as he reached Rosemary’s supplies that Cookie paused to look them over. Among the artistic materials such as canvas, paints, paper and pencils there were also many bottles of yellow wine and herbal mixtures that helped with pain and insomnia.

“A troubled soul in need of a caring hand, and a lonely soul who rots with love.”
Cookie muttered to himself.
“May Jelai bless you both with happiness.”

With the deliveries finished he returned to the basement to return the cart.
As he stepped out of the elevator however he found Beans and Toast whispering to each other.
With his long ears he focused on those mutterings and began to piece them together.

“I’m glad he has been exercising more and taking his Purpose more seriously but…”
Beans said before trailing off in thought.

“Yeah. I know, to scare him like that seems a bit mean.”
Toast agreed with a few slight nods.

“It was necessary.” Cookie spoke up.
The pair flinched and soon spun around to face him.
“Peace is plentiful and danger comes rarely but that is no excuse to not take such an important Purpose seriously. A small scare here and there can do wonders to remind him and his newly found Soulmate of that.” Cookie then explained.

“True but couldn't it freak him out?”
Beans asked.  

“A Purpose is not something that is just given to you at random. It is both something you excel at, and something that is needed to keep the Commune working. If you become lazy then you are not only letting yourself down but letting down everybody.” Cookie explained. “So says Jelai.”

“I understand. A bit of fear to get him on track is better than laziness leading to ruin.”
Beans replied.

“Oh I see now. Mmm, it’s not easy being a Duskwalker.”
Toast also added.

“Even harder being a Moonwalker, they have wisdom and duties we could only imagine.”
Cookie said romantically as he grasped his hands together.

“What about the Dreamwalkers? Sneaking around the forest all night sounds lonely.”
Toast spoke up.

“Yeah but they can do all that cool, freaky, changing stuff.”
Beans added excitedly.

“Cookie, is it true that they are born in pairs so they never have to find a Soulmate?”
Beans asked.

“I heard it’s a bit more complicated than that but no, we should not be speaking idle of such things. You two need to go check the gates and deliver the other supplies to the storage sheds around the Gardens already.” Cookie spoke firmly.

“Right away!” Beans and Toast called out before giving him a small bow.

Proud of his micromanaging, and breathing a sigh of relief for being done for the day, Cookie returned to his apartment to relax and make breakfast. As the sun rose into the sky and everybody got to work for the day, Cookie sat back in his armchair with a cup of tea and a good book. Time passed pleasantly but as the afternoon approached he found himself interrupted as a Messenger entered his apartment.

“Hello friend.”
Cookie greeted as he hopped up to greet him.

“Greetings Cookie. There has been a sudden change and I need to get supplies ready for a girl joining us tomorrow. Her soul is weak and her mind is troubling, she needs a Baptism as soon as possible.

“Oh dear, a robe, some fresh incense, a nice bit of herbal tea and a necklace.”
Cook muttered as he went over everything with his fingers.
“Does she already have a Soulmate?”

“Yes, Brandy. They are still young however so I must ask you to keep watch over them as well. I have little doubts he will be able to bond with her but it is hard to predict the actions of outsiders. We must be ready.” The Messenger explained.

“I understand, everything will be ready by this evening.”
Cookie said before bowing down to the Messenger.

As he stood up straight he found the priest had vanished. Cookie placed his book down on the side table and finished his tea before setting out. Heading across the corridor to his neighbour, Cookie walked in to find Pudding enjoying a moment with Rosemary. She was on her knees, bent over the coffee table with a plate of biscuits near her face and a plate of cake on the other side of her head. Impressively, Pudding was able to hold a cup of tea and even take a sip from it without needing to slow his hips in the slightest, although he did have a hand on her rear for support.

“Apologies. Have you got a moment?”
Cookie asked as he turned his eyes away.

“Hey friend, of course! I made a lot of cake too, want some?”
Pudding asked as he placed his cup of tea down on a teacup next to him.

“Oh, thank you. Um, I need a new robe for tomorrow. It’s important.”
Cookie said as he took a small plate and a slice of cake next to Rosemary’s head.

“A new friend is coming?”
Pudding asked as he held both sides of Rosemary’s hips with his hands.

“Yes, they are very shy though so I’m making sure everything is extra welcoming.”
Cookie said before taking a nibble of the cake.
“Oh my, that’s very good. Trying new recipes?”

“Mhm, I’ve been so, ah, inspired with Rosemary around.”
Pudding said before giggling.

“Wonderful to hear. Make sure you get the robe sent to Brandy before nightfall.”
Cookie instructed before taking a bigger bite of the cake.
“Mind if I take this with me?”

“Go ahead. I’ll get right to work once I finish.” Pudding said with a surprisingly innocent smile.

As Cookie stepped out the doorway his ears heard the soft smack of Pudding’s palm against Rosemary’s butt, followed by a long sigh and the soft creaking of the coffee table as Pudding picked up a much faster pace. Cookie let out a breath as he walked down the hall. He could feel his heart beating quickly in his chest as the excitement over such a show still lingered in his mind.

After shaking the feeling from his head, he then stuffed the cake into his mouth and stepped into the elevator. There were many more tasks to do, wood to cut, guards to be notified. It was just what he needed to ignore the tightness in his shorts… For the time being. ", "pools_count": 3, "title": "Pantry 4 - Cookie", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "1352" }