Late Night Affair (A Cookie Run Kingdom fic)

**A/N: This is the first in a series of shorter stories I've suddenly had the urge to write about Cookie Run Kingdom. I've just barely getting out of a massive writing slump, and somehow these ideas are giving me the motivation to keep writing. If you're looking for further works for some of my other series', not to worry I'll be getting to those soon, not to worry.**

**If you're curious as to what the characters look like, see the first comment, which will include why I didn't put the links here in the story (despite my best efforts).**

**Anyways, that's enough outta me. Onto the story!**

\*Whap!\*

“Oh!”

“Shhhhh, quiet there Very-Berry. Don’t want the others waking up, do you?” Chili Pepper asked, a teasing smile on her face as she brought her foot down from where she’d swung it up between the thighs of the nude Strawberry Cookie. The shy futa panted quietly, a bright flush lighting up her face as she kneeled before her half-nude companion, who was seated on a tree stump a short distance away from the party’s camp.

It was late, with the sun having long since set, casting the forest once more in darkness save for the flickering flame of the slowly-dwindling campfire and the faint glow of Luna-pops from the foliage around them. The dim atmosphere seemed to make Strawberry and Chili’s rather sensual affair all the more erotic.

\*Thwhap!\*

Strawberry winced, a quiet moan leaving her lips as Chili’s foot slammed back up into her defenseless nuts, sending her twin orbs bouncing in their sack. Her cock, which stood tall and erect, similarly bounced from the blow as dribbles of precum were sent flying.

“Ooohoohoo, that was a good one, huh?” Chili teased, an almost evil grin on her face as she shifted her foot around the futa’s groin, reveling in the sensation of Strawberry’s nuts getting rearranged as she did so. “Aren’t you glad I agreed to your little-“ \*Thud!\* “-request?”

“Guh!” Strawberry grunted, the all-too-familiar pain lancing through her body like a spear. She wobbled slightly, hands clenched into fists as she resisted the urge to cover her aching nads. “I-I am. T-thank you Chili.”

\*Whack!\*

The punt that came a split-second later was significantly harsher than the rest, thoroughly flattening the futa’s orbs against her pelvis, her cheeks puffing up as she narrowly avoided letting out a sharp cry of pain at the unexpectedly brutal kick.

“Berry.” The assassin spoke, giving the kneeling cookie an unimpressed look as she kept her foot wedged firmly between her companion’s thighs. “What did I tell you to call me?”

Letting out a shallow breath, Strawberry managed to give a stuttered reply. “S-sorry Ch- I-I mean, M-Mistress.”

The spicy cookie smiled. “Better.”

\*Thump!\*

Once more, Chili’s foot crashed into Strawberry’s dangling ballbag, sending a wave of aching pain rolling through her body. The futa’s hips jerked back from the blow as she curled in on herself in pain, hands digging into her thighs. In a quick bid to take her mind off of the terrible nut-ache afflicting her, Strawberry instead focused on her rather sexy party member.

Chili wasn’t gifted much in the chest region, being a b-cup much like Strawberry herself, but she had possibly one of the finest asses Straw had ever had the pleasure of viewing, with just the right amount of jiggle to it as she walked, talked and fought (and kicked her balls around). The pair of thin pink panties and frilly bra she currently wore only made the assassin look even more enticing.

\*Whud!\*

\*Thud!\*

\*Crunch!\*

Suddenly, in quick succession, three kicks slammed into the distracted futa’s defenseless nutsack, each more powerful than the last, with the final kick being strong enough to force a spurt of precum from Strawberry’s swollen nads, splattering Chili’s leg and thigh with the milky white liquid.

“Oh!!” Strawberry moaned loudly, caught off guard by the sudden, quick blows as she fell backwards, hands desperately clutching her throbbing gonads as her equally-throbbing cock spilled droplets of precum across her tits and belly.

Chili, startled slightly by the loud moan, hurriedly peeked over at where her other cookie companions slept, searching to see if any of them were waking up. Thankfully, they all remained blissfully asleep, allowing the assassin to breath a sigh of relief before glancing back at the cookie she’d been so thoroughly ballbusting.

Strawberry continued to let out soft moans and groans as she massaged and kneaded her tender testicles, trying her best to assuage the pain as her leaking cock continued to throb against her belly. She didn’t even notice Chili coming closer until she’d knelt beside Strawberry and gently grasped her drooling member.

“Hey, sorry about surprising you like that.” Chili spoke, smiling softly down at the pained futa. “Here, want me to make it up to you?” She offered, slowly beginning to stroke the erect length.

Strawberry’s heart skipped a beat, simultaneous with her dick giving a hard throb that sent a glob of precum splattering against Chili’s cheek.

The assassin merely chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes\~.”