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Things to say after kissing. #18 with Legend and your choice!

Stormy! Thank you for the ask and I'm sorry it's taken so long.

There were so many options I could have chosen but apparently my brain chose Ravio.

Under the cut for length.

There comes a point when tension becomes so taut a snap is inevitable. Like a coiled spring that has been under far too much pressure for far too long suddenly releasing the tension in a significant and sometimes volatile explosion of energy.

For weeks now, Legend’s quaint little home had become stifling, every molecule seemingly compressed under a rock that had Legend feeling claustrophobic. Except, there was no rock, yet the pressure was palpable and getting heavier with every passing day. At this rate, he would ground his molars into dust with his furious clenching.

The cause of Legend’s woe? Him. The hooded menace that was the freeloading merchant who has taken to humming and whistling to himself in a cheery way that grates on Legend’s last nerve until finally–

SNAP!Footsteps stomping across the floor are Ravio’s only warning before he is nose to nose with an irritated hero, his whistled tune trailing off as his hood is knocked back by the force of Legend yanking him by the collar and pulling him close enough that Ravio can see the vein in Legend’s neck pulsing in barely contained anger.

“Now, listen here. I’ve been more than fair with you letting you turn my home into some kind of rental shop, I’ve put up with feathers everywhere from that winged beast you call a pet–” When Ravio opened his mouth to speak, the snarl on Legend’s face made him close it pretty sharpish. Probably best to wait until Link has said what he needs to, don’t poke the bear and all that.

“I can just about tolerate seeing this ridiculous purple hood everyday. Hell, I can even cope with you using my hairbrush and not cleaning it out. But the noise, Ravio? The annoying whistling and the nonsensical humming? Nope, na-ah, no way.”

“Mister hero, I–” Ravio’s protests or whatever it was he was going to say fall short.

“I’m not finished. If you can’t keep yourself quiet, I’ll have to do it for you.”

Before Ravio can question, Legend’s hot breath was ghosting against his lips. Hesitant, Legend waited for Ravio to pull away, allowing him the chance to give an indication as to if he’s okay with Legend’s action. The way Ravio’s breath hitched and he leant in closer gave Legend his answer.

In an instant, Ravio’s eyes were closed so tightly, he was seeing stars. Or maybe that was from the tongue plunging into his mouth and tangling with his own. It was difficult to tell really. The dizziness he was feeling could also be because of said kiss stealing his breath away or from the sheer unexpectedness to be playing tonsil tennis with someone he never considered was a possibility.

Yet here he was. Engaged in a saliva swap with none other than Legend. Fuck.

Legend’s kisses are as intense as his stares, as deep as his eyes and as rough as his personality. And Ravio was here for every single delightful second of it.

“O-kay,” Ravio is breathless when they finally part for air, lips shining with the evidence of their activity. “Should we dissect what just happened here? How are we feeling right now?” Ravio grins, exposing the gap in his teeth that Legend secretly thinks is cute (he would never admit it).

“Fuck you. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Ravio’s laugh followed Legend as the hero dropped his grip from the merchant and turned to leave, they can talk about this later when Ravio isn’t being such a smug and insufferable bastard.

At least he wasn’t whistling anymore, the giggling Legend could cope with.

Maybe.

[orgaslink]

I've never done anything like this before but fancied giving it a try. Took me a while to decide which list to go for but finally settled for the kissing prompts from creativepromptsforwriting! (Thank you, your lists are amazing!)

So, if you feel like it, send me a number and a pairing (preferably Link's but other characters considered) and I'll try and write something based on the prompt. Any other details to include, please specify. No idea on word counts, I'm just going with the flow. Nsfw absolutely allowed, if you'd prefer not please indicate in the ask.

(note - as this is a Linkshipping blog, please be aware that there is shipping content.)

Kisses

Showing affections.

goodnight kisses

hand kisses

smiling while kissing

lips barely touching

morning kisses

slow kisses

passionate kisses

kisses on the cheek

first kisses

goodbye kisses

welcome home kisses

kisses on the corner of their mouth

frustrated kisses

kissing each other breathless

soothing kisses

nose kisses

kisses as a promise

short pecks

forehead kisses

French kisses

tearful kisses

kisses on head

calming kisses

“we’ll face this together” kisses

kisses in the rain

life-or-death kisses

kisses for a cover

hard kisses

giggling while kissing

desperate kisses

neck kisses

“stay strong” kisses

hushed conversation in-between kisses

eyelid kisses

gentle stroking of cheeks while kissing

small kisses

kissing it better

fake kisses

jaw kisses

wake-up kisses

thigh kisses

kissing away tears

“we’ll get through this” kisses

public kisses

relieved kisses

kisses for comfort

tummy kisses

kisses to shut them up

slowly kissing down the body

“we’ll see each other again” kisses

kissing each finger

quick kisses

reassuring kisses

sleepy kisses

feather-light kisses

angry kisses

kisses with trembling lips

“forever mine” kisses

secret kisses

kisses with their last dying breath

Hugs|Hand-holding|Touching

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43, Wild and Twilight!

43 was "we'll get through this" kisses and I also had an anon ask for 23 which was "calming kisses" both for Wildlight, so I've combined the two. I'm not so happy with how this turned out, but I've been looking at it for days now and it's not getting any better. Still, hope you like what I came up with, even if I don't. 😅

CW: Wild having a panic attack, flashbacks that could be PTSD

Terror crept up his spine and sheer dread pooled in his stomach only to climb the ladder of his ribs to grip his heart in it's ice cold grip. He couldn’t stop the shaking even if he was aware of it. And Wild very much wasn’t aware of much beyond the fear that engulfed him and the booming sounds of violence overhead.

Thunder rumbled as if the Goddesses themselves were waging war in the sky, lightning so frequent it may as well have been daylight for all anyone knew. Yet in the clouded haze of Wild’s mind, he’s back there, where it all ended in agony and in blood.

It wasn’t thunder that Wild heard, but the booming explosions of Guardian beams aimed at him and the kingdom he was meant to protect. Lasers lit up the sky and even the mechanical sound of marching, spindly legs can’t drown out the sounds of carnage and destructive terror the machines bore down onto Hyrule.

Twilight found him huddled between two beds in the stable they sought shelter at, Wild’s white knuckled grip grabbing his own hair so tight Twilight was scared he’d actually pull it out at the root. Wild’s eyes may have been open, but it was clear for anyone to see that he wasn’t there with them, not in the present.

Gesturing nosy guests away, Twilight asked the stablemaster to bring privacy screens over while one of the stable hands encouraged other patrons to the other side of the stable to leave the two in peace. Once privacy (as much as could be) was gained, Twilight was carefu to approach a rocking Wild.

“WIld-?” Twilight’s voice kept low as to not startle his friend. Although a gentle soul, Wild wasn’t in the mindset to be accountable for his actions right now, and if his mind was where Twilight suspected it was, then he needed to tread carefully for both their sakes.

After a moment of no recognition from the younger hero, Twilight tries again, this time adding a gentle judge of his foot into Wild’s bent leg to gauge his reaction, it was a technique he’d learned back in Ordon to ensure he wasn’t about to be charged by an injured goat. When he’s met with a weak whimper, Twilight’s heart broke all over again for his friend.

“Oh, Wildflower…”

Twilight somehow managed to wedge himself in the small gap that Wild had found in his panic to escape the monsters in his mind; a lull in the storm allowing enough cognition to return to Wild for him to realise that Twilight was a friend and was there to help him so Wild did the only thing he can in that moment, and gripped Twilight for dear life.

Wrapping his arms tightly around Wild, Twilight cupped Wild’s head in one hand, encouraging Wild to rest his head on his shoulder while his own work calloused hand covers Wild’s ear to try and block out the worst of the storm.

“It’s okay, Wild. I’m here. It’s just a thunderstorm, everyone is safe and the guardians are long gone.”

There’s a rigidity beneath Wild’s skin with the indecision of whether to choose fight or flight, but with no visible enemy to fight, Twilight fears that Wild may bolt in his confusion. He needs to find a counterpoint for Wild to latch onto, something to keep him grounded and in the present.

Another loud clap of thunder has Wild set to panic, tension coils in his body as if deciding that moment was when Wild needed to act, to do something, anything to protect a kingdom so dependent on his success.

The motion is halted when Twilight pulled Wild onto his lap, gentle kisses placed to his hairline as he’s faced away from the stable entrance to shield him from the view of the lightning; one ear cushioned against Twilight’s collar and the other being gently held by his partner. “Shh, now. Just listen to my heart and my voice, can you do that for me?”

Kisses like raindrops litter every inch of Wild’s face that Twilight can reach, gentle words and soft hums filled the space around them as the storm raged on both outside the stable and in Wild’s heart.

They stayed like that, with Twilight holding Wild close and safe, all the while placing calming kisses and promises of safety and love into Wild’s skin in the hope they will penetrate his very soul.

For Twilight would do everything in his power to make sure Wild never has to endure pain and destruction like he had before; he’d even fight Hylia herself if it came to it.

“We’ll get through this, Wild. We’ll get through it together, you and I”.

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Ravio and Legend for the kissing prompts?

Maybe 16 or 21 if you want a number?

Thank you for the ask, Breanna! These two are fast becoming firm favourites of mine. As I'd already done the prompt "just shut me up by kissing me from now on" I decided to work on the other "you said this was your first time kissing! You're either a fucking liar or you're a natural at this". Enjoy!

A knock on the door had Ravio turning his head, the person behind it letting themselves in without waiting for the invite. Ravio was about to chew them out until he saw the pink streak in his would-be intruders hair.

Legend’s eyes were unusually soft as they found Ravio standing just off to the side. “Hey, the gangs all here and we’re gonna play some games. Wild mentioned spin the bottle or some shit. You in?”

Ravio’s reply was simple and curt in nature. “No.”

Unperturbed, Legend pressed on. “Oh come on, Time said we could place some bets on how many times Warriors is going to shriek and how many dares we can get Shadow to do before Four steps in.” Was it Ravio’s imagination, or did Legend look kind of sheepish? How odd. Still, not his problem. There is no way he can risk being involved in a game like spin the bottle, it would expose him to ridicule and he did not need that thank you very much.

“No thank you, I’m good here.”

Legend frowns, sensing more to Ravio’s rejection than meets the eye. “Ravio, why do you not want to play? It’s unlike you to not be the first to suggest we play for rupees. What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing – I– I just don’t want to.” Fuck, why did he have to stutter just now? No way Legend was going to let this drop now.

“Is it because you’re worried we’ll push Shadow to far and make him sick again, because you know Time won’t all–” Ravio cuts him off before he can remind Ravio of the apparently more responsible Link in the group.

“No, it’s nothing to do with Shadow. It’s nothing.” Please Legend, you have to believe me!

“Is it the games?” Legend enters the room proper now, closing Ravio’s door behind him. He’s like a dog with a bone Ravio thinks, getting clammy with Legend’s pointed questions and the fact that he’s clearly not leaving without an explanation.

“No!” Smooth, Ravio, smooth. If he could mentally facepalm himself, he would.

“So that’s a yes then.” Fuck. “Is something wrong with spin the bottle, apart from it being a dumb teenage slumber party game?”

“No, n–” Ravio turns from Legend to continue folding laundry, anything to keep his hands busy and his attention away from Legend, lest he see the blush spreading across Ravio’s freckled cheeks.

“You're worried about spin the bottle but not because it’s a dumb game…” Shit. There was the calculating look Legend always got when he was close to figuring something out. And then the penny drops. “Wait. Ravio. Have you not kissed anyone before, is that it?” And bless Legend for keeping his face neutral and judgement out of his tone. If only everyone would not make such a big deal out of such a none issue.

“Of course I’ve been kissed, now go away!! Shoo, scram, leave me alone!!”

Ravio goes to push Legend out of the door, making a shooing gesture with his hands as he does so, his face alight with burning humiliation. Legend softens uncharacteristically. “Ravio, I’m not judging you. It’s okay. I only got my first kiss last year.”

Ravio is about to push at Legend’s shoulder, his other hand reaching for his door handle when Legend’s admission gives him pause. That, and Legend’s next words stun him into silence.

“You can totally say no but…” Legend leans in closer, it’s his turn to have pinkened cheeks as his gaze glances from Ravio’s lips to his eyes. His voice is a low croon between them, like a secret shared. “I can be your first. You know. If you want?”

Ravio swallows hard, his heart galavanting wildly in his chest like a hound on a racetrack. So many thoughts cross his mind at the same time. Should I? Can I? What if I’m bad at it? Will it mean something? Should I just do it and get it over with? It’s not like Legend isn’t hot, because hello, look at him. Then, a decision.

“O-okay”

Not allowing him time to overthink it or get any more nervous than he already is, Legend leans in and brushes his lips to Ravio’s. They are both tentative at first; Ravio through lack of knowing what to do and Legend through wanting to make sure Ravio is okay with this but soon the duo find their stride.

At the scape of teeth over his bottom lip, Legend groans and pulls back, his mouth open to take panting breaths. His eyes are half lidded and full of an emotion Ravio hasn’t seen on him before. It looks like lust and Ravio suspects his eyes are very much conveying the same.

“You said this was your first time kissing?”

Words beyond him, Ravio barely has the wherewithal to respond. “Uh huh.”

“You’re a fucking liar”

Wait. What? “Huh? What, I”

“You’re a liar or you’re a fucking kissing natural and my pride won’t let me accept the latter so I’m going with you’re a liar. Though I need to test that theory again before making a conclusion.”

One of Legend’s hands reaches up to cup Ravio’s jaw and he leans in again while pulling Ravio to him. Somehow, this kiss is even better than the first and Ravio finds that it’s excitement thrumming in his veins and dancing along his spine rather than the nerves he’d previously been feeling.

Legend’s breath ghosts over Ravio’s trembling lips as he rests his forehead to Ravio’s, humming in contentment with his eyes closed. “Mmm, yeah, definitely a liar.”

“Or I had a good teacher.” At Legend’s smug smirk as he pulls away, Ravio all but panics at his admission that he thinks Legend is a good kisser. Not that he has any frame of reference. “No! Wait! It was beginner's luck!!”

Legend backs away to the door, his eyes roving over Ravio as he goes and a lopsided smirk on his very kissable lips.

“I’ll see you downstairs, who knows, maybe the spin the bottle won’t be so bad if it means I get to kiss you again.”

Ravio is doomed.

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For the kiss game;

Kissing while giggling: Wildlight

Kissing to shut someone up: RavioLink?

Mwah mwah ~🐹 rodent anon

My dear rodent! Thank you so much for such delightful asks! Both are ships I'm very fond of and I have plans for the other prompt but just had to go with one of my favourite ships here. Hope you enjoy!!

RavioLink - Kissing to shut someone up

The rupees in Link’s pocket were weighing him down, making his movements slow and that made him frustrated to no end. That was his reasoning for going to see Ravio, to purchase some stock and lighten his purse and his spirit; a heavy leaden hero was ineffective after all (even if that was the excuse he’d give to Ravio at least).

“You won’t find better quality potions anywhere else, Mister Hero! It’s my own recipe, a little something special added in just for yo—my most loyal customers.”

The sceptical raise to Link’s eyebrow had Ravio stuttering to cover up his faux pas, the dusting of a flush on freckled cheeks like a beacon now that he forgoes his hood around Link.

“Ah yes, the fire rod, a fine choice for an adventuring hero such as yourself and such a bargain too.” Ravio followed Link’s seemingly random wandering from display stand to shelves, picking up items randomly just to hear Ravio’s sales pitch about each and delighting in the small huff that Ravio though was hidden but Link heard clearly as he placed products back in their places.

After enough teasing, the sales counter became cluttered, more and more of the merchants wares finding their way from Ravio’s stock and into Link’s inventory.

“My my, Mister hero, at this rate you’re going to take all of my stock, and then what is a merchant to do with no wares?”

“I am taking the lot.” At the look of complete disbelief that crossed Ravio’s face, Link smirked. “Don’t worry, I have the rupees to pay for it.”

Almost as if Link never spoke at all, Ravio’s sales pitch continued, Link’s words seemingly not crossing the barrier of Ravio’s thoughts.

“The boomerang you’ve rented before is available again and I have a delightful array of rods and other such hero gear—"

The smirk never left Link’s face as he placed his hands on Ravio’s shoulders, halting the tirade of words with a startled “eep”.

“I’m buying everything here, Ravi. And, unless you plan to get more stock, you can retire and I can finally get my damn house back.” 3…2….1, Link’s mind counted down to the moment his words sank in.

“But Mr Hero! Whatever is a retired merchant to do! Where will I go?!” Ravio’s eyes widened in sheer panic that almost had Link feeling bad. Almost.

With a dramatic roll to his eyes and a shake to his head that did nothing to remove the satisfaction etched over his features, Link hauled Ravio closer and with no hesitation

“You misunderstand, Ravio. You aren’t going anywhere.” Lips sealing over Ravio’s again, Link feels the moment that realisation kicks in as Ravio’s ears descend from his shoulders, the tension bleeding out of him temporarily before he pulls back from the kiss with an inhale that Link knows means he’s about fill the air with hard to follow rambling.

“Oh Lolia, are you sure?! I’ll have to get more stock though, how else am I going to get the rupees to pay my way? And is there room for a second bed here when you’ve finished your adventure? What am I going to tell Hild--.”

Link’s lips vibrated against Ravio’s own with his chuckle, enjoying cutting the merchants rant off with a sweet kiss before pulling away just enough to murmur his own words against Ravio’s lips.

“Shut up, you idiot, and kiss me.”

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Oooh, these sound fun!

Send an ask and some Link's if you feel like it!

List of “things to say after kissing” prompts

“Well… Kiss me more?”

“You taste like my new addiction.”

“I liked that. A lot.”

“Never again—”

“…Wow.” 

“That was bad, wasn’t it?” 

“I could kiss you forever.” (Forever ingrained in my brain fOR REALLL)

“That was really wet and unenjoyable.”

“Can you not stick your tongue in my mouth like that again? Damn.” 

“Consider me madly in love. With the kisses, not you.”

“That just woke something up in me.” 

“Yeah, so like… What the fuck?”

“I’m calling the cops on you for that terrible shit you put me through.” 

“That felt like my first kiss. Sloppy and weird and just not it.”

“Has anyone told you you’re quite amazing at this?”

“You said this was your first time kissing! You’re either a fucking liar or you’re a natural at this.” 

“I made the wrong decision.”

“O… Kay. So should we dissect that? What are we feeling right now?”

“That wasn’t in my itinerary today.”

“I mean, I could do with some more of that.”

“Just shut me up by kissing me from now on, won’t you?”

“Fucking come back here right now.”

“That felt like a crime against humanity.”

“Was that supposed to happen?” 

“You’re the only one I’m gonna wanna kiss from now on.” 

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Kissing game if you wouldn't mind.

Time x Wild: # 26 or 60.

Thank you for the ask, anon! I believe the brilliant @st0rmyskies got a similar ask and did prompt 60, so I've gone with 26 - life or death kisses.

Is it really life or death? I don't know. And I wrote this while tired so please excuse any mistakes.

CWs: blood, near loss of consciousness, swearing, injury but not mentioned in much detail.

He went down like a felled tree and made just as much noise, if the devastated scream that slipped past Wild’s lips was any indication.

Time stood still for the whole group as realisation settled like a stone, the weight and magnitude of what just happened being shocking enough to permeate the adrenaline surge from the battle. No one had seen the blow coming, how could they when the monster was presumed dead as it bled out on the ground while the battle raged on around them.

Sneaky fucker had managed to gather enough energy to throw its weapon with enough force to hit Time as he dispatched of what they thought was the last monster on the field.

It sickened them to be wrong, just as the sound of Time removing the weapon from his side cause all their stomachs to drop. That was not good. Not good at all.

For what it was worth, Time handled it all with the poise of a true leader, stumbling away from the now dead monster and trying to continue as if the group hadn’t just seen what happened. It worked, for a while, until the pain got too great and Time dropped to one knee clutching at his wound and the others crowed around him.

It was Warriors barked out command to give them space that had them backing away, though only slightly. Hyrule tried to summon his healing magic, but his reserves were depleted at that moment and he just wasn’t able, much to his own chagrin. Instead, he grabbed a potion from where Sky had retrieved one from their gear and trust it into Time’s face, who immediately pushed the bottle away, knowing how scarce their resources are.

“No need,” Time’s breath was a wheeze as his hand turned red where he clutched at his side. “I just need a moment and then I’ll be good to go. No need to waste resources on something so trivial.”

Disbelief washed over the heroes, Warriors pinching the bridge of his nose to stop the curses that wanted to break through his calm demeanour.

Legend was less successful. “Fucking trivial? What the actual fuck, Time?!”

Luckily, Sky had been paying attention and watching the colour drain from Time’s face with each passing second, so he was there to catch the older hero as he fell backwards, the wound at his side bleeding profusely and staining the ground below.

“For fucks sake.” It was Wild that took matters into his own hands, grabbing the potion bottle from Hyrule, uncorking it and taking a mouthful while the others either watched on in disbelief or rushing to Time’s side in an effort to help their fallen comrade.

Shoving a panicking Twilight out of the way, Wild dropped to his knees and before anyone was able to say anything, Wild held Time’s head in his hands and pushed their lips together.

Nothing mattered in that moment beyond Wild prying Time’s mouth open with his own to deposit live giving potion to their leader; not the gasping sounds of some of his friends, not the way Time felt both cold and clammy at the same time nor the way Time’s lips twitched against Wild’s own as if the other wanted to kiss back but didn’t quite have the energy.

The more potion Wild got into Time, angling his head to help the fluid slip easily down his throat, the more Time became responsive, the not a kiss turning into a real kiss as Time’s hand raised to tangle bloody fingers into Wild’s hair.

After a moment of back-and-forth push and pull of lips, tangle of tongues and a slight spillage of red from panting lips, Wild pulled away to give Time the most serious of looks anyone has ever seen from him.

“Waste of resources, my ass” and all Time could do was concede to the point with a chuckle and a fond look as Wild hugged him tightly to the sound of relived sighs all around.

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For the kissing prompts

31. Neck kisses For Twark?

Thank you for the ask, Lolabearwrites! You may have kinda stumbled upon one of my most favourite ships and a prompt I’m smitten for, so hope you enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it! I could have kept on and on writing for this and I may have to revisit this thought in the future. For now, enjoy some Twark (DarkLight) neck kisses, below the cut for hint of spice.

It was no secret to Twilight that Dark had been through a lot, emotionally, mentally and especially physically. Just the tattoos alone would be a big thing to go through with the amount of ink adorning Dark’s entire body, and that was without considering what happened before the tattoos.

Mapping out the art etched across his partners skin, Twilight soon found that tracing the patterns and lines to be one of his favourite pastimes, especially when he could also catalogue Dark’s reactions to his explorations.

Twilight soon learned that he could make Dark’s skin ripple beneath a teasing finger tracing the works along his abdomen, muscles tensing and quivering to the stimulation. Following the trail of ink over Dark’s ribs caused him to huff out a sound that would closely resemble laughter if Dark didn’t stifle it, the quirk to his lips giving him away more than the turning of his head ever could. Twilight would prefer if Dark didn’t try to hide his reactions, but he was more than happy to bide his time and keep up his explorations as long as Dark allowed.

One such reaction, Dark couldn’t hide from Twilight. Not with how enthusiastically his body betrayed what it was feeling. Idle fingers had found their way onto Dark’s chest one sweaty, post coital night, Twilight absentminded in his meandering touch that slowly trailed further up Dark’s chest, his clavicle and finally weaving their way over the coiled dragon over his throat. He hadn’t meant anything by it, merely basking in the afterglow of their session together and touching Dark for the sake of staying close to him.

Dark’s reaction had him rethinking that.

The hitch in breath would have been easily missed by someone who wasn’t becoming intimately intune with Dark to know what that hitch meant when paired with the subtle shift of Dark’s body where he lay on his back with Twilight half on his chest. It was enough to pique his curiosity and traverse his fingers in the same pattern in experimentation. He was not disappointed to feel Dark’s pulse thrum beneath his touch, the heartbeat he could hear from the cushion of Dark’s chest thumping just a little harder.

Twilight wasn’t like Hyrule, he was academic nor particularly interested in study. Unless that study involved the ways in which he could turn his lover on and the many ways in which they could indulge in one another and bring about a pleasure that Twilight had never experienced before in his life – that was a subject Twilight longed to excel in.

It spurs him into action, his body inching up Dark’s to bring Twilight’s mouth closer to his neck where he nosed at Dark’s jaw and continued trailing one finger over his neck tattoo. The tilt of Dark’s head upwards was telling, and Twilight fought to keep the grin from his face, instead opting to begin exploring his lovers neck with his mouth rather than his fingers.

Dark gasped, fingers gripping the bedsheets beneath him as Twilight’s explorations became more confident as Dark’s reactions grew more obvious. Twilight’s tongue was hot as he alternated mouthing at Dark’s neck and teasing with his tongue, but Dark’s skin was hotter, burning up beneath Twilight ministrations and causing heat to pool below his navel.

“Fuck Twi! I–”

“Shhh,” Twilight covered Dark’s lips with a finger, the very same that started this maddening tease. “Don’t talk, just let yourself feel.”

Dark felt a lot of things that night. All of them fan-fucking-tastic, mind blowing and some leaving a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest that Dark wouldn’t couldn’t name.

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Kisses ask!!!!

#32, SkyTime

Thank you, anon, for being my first ask! I hope that you enjoy what my brain decided to spew out for this.

For once, I didn't latch on to spice and instead embraced some mild hurt.

Under the cut for length and for mentions of battle, injury and hurt.

SkyTime - Stay Strong Kisses

It had been too good to be true that they had found a place of relative safety in which to recoup and regroup; the dilapidated old building barely had a roof and there were far too many walls missing for it to be considered a building anymore. But for weary, battle worn heroes, it would do.

That was until the horde came.

At first there had only been a handful of monsters, nothing seasoned warriors couldn’t handle, but it soon became as if the monsters were sending some form of message to each other about the location and weariness of their targets.

The slow waves of enemies over the course of hours were tiring enough in that they were just the wrong side of relentless that made getting any form of rest near impossible. Tiredness soon crept into weary bones and that was when things got considerably worse.

Though they are not heroes for naught, even they have limits, and the oncoming onslaught of not only numerous monsters, but bigger and stronger foes proved to be too much even for nine seasoned heroes.

Four had been the first to go down after getting too close to the swing of a spiked bat of a white bokoblin, the sound of ribs breaking heard across the battlefield. Sky had been there just a fraction too late to stop the damage, but he had been there in time to prevent further injury and dispatching of the bokoblin with what looked to be relative ease, the only tell to his exhaustion being the panting rasps of his breath.

Hauling Four up and supporting the smaller heroes' weight, Sky brought Four back to the group under the protective shots of the others covering for them but the drop in attack power from the heroes was too much and soon the monsters were far too close and things became far too dangerous.

“It’s too much, we can’t take them like this and Four is down. We need a better plan!” Hyrule voice strained to be heard over the crackling of the magic he unleashed.

“We should split up, form two groups to divide and conquer!” Though Time knew that Warriors was the best in matters of strategic importance, that the captains suggestion was probably the wisest, the thought of breaking the group up left Time feeling vulnerable. They were each others strengths, but as Wind took a grazing arrow to the thigh, Time soon realised they were each others greatest weaknesses also.

When a Moblin went after a limping Wind, Time made the choice.

“Wars is right; Twilight, you’re with me, we’ll share carrying Wind, damnit!--” The group were beginning to be pushed back, monsters closing in with yet more seemingly coming from nowhere. “Wild can cover us with his bow.” As if proving his point, Wild’s next arrow took out a charging Hinox, the heft of the creature falling to the ground that shook underfoot from the impact but the heroes stood strong, fighting on and solidifying their plans.

“Sky, take Legend, Hyrule, Four and Wars. Divide the monsters, defeat them and get to safety.”

A brief lull in battle afforded the heroes to group up and hightail it out of there, Twilight carrying Wind with surprisingly little complaint from the sailor. Wild and Legend stayed on sentry with their bows to cover their companions departure as Time was the last to leave having made sure the others were all free from the scene. He’d been about to move off himself when a panicked look from Sky stilled his retreat.

“Time, I–” Sky needn’t say anymore, Time knew. Time always knew somehow, pulling Sky behind one of the only few remaining walls of the dilapidated building.

“You’ve got this, get them to safety. I believe in you.” A hasty kiss pressed to the furrowed brow of Sky did little to quell the worry in the chosen heroes chest so Time grasped Sky’s hand in his own and brought their foreheads together.

“Stay strong like I know you are.” Time’s chapped lips met Sky’s sweat-dappled forehead as the older hero takes just a second to breathe in his companion and press all of his devotion and sincerity into the kiss.

“I will find you, I promise. Now go!”

With a final kiss to Time’s gloved hand, Sky retreats to the thrup of Wild’s arrows taking down foes and keeping their escape route clear. Leaving the poor cover of the wall, Time took the opposite direction, Wild retreating with him.

Time would never break a vow, and he would find the rest of the group and bring them all back together again. He had to, he’d sealed it with a kiss after all.

[orgaslink]

Eee! Thanks for the tag @rastro-writes!! Not many of my wips have proper titles yet and a lot are just notes of ideas. I'll add titles and doc names.

Miracle

Tie the Knot

Work of Art Chapter 2

Darkend

LinkUp

Fast & Furious AU

Groundhog Day (I only have a line of notes for this one)

Omegaverse

Knot Worship

Storm

WildLight Pole

LegRule Shy

The Fan Fic Fic

No Longer A Home

Group Party

I'm sure there are more but I need to organise my WIP folder, it's a mess and I can't find stuff XD

@indigopines @legends-shorts @st0rmyskies and anyone else who wants to play along! (I'm really bad at tagging, sorry if you've been tagged before or wanted to be tagged and haven't)

WIP Game

Tagged by @mistresslrigtar, and @zeldaelmo, thank you both!! <3 This is the WIP game where I have to post my wip titles and you can ask after them. Most of these titles are final, but a few of them are still being workshopped :) I did a Read More because this was getting long, as usual :P I'm also gonna tag @prismicnexus @afaroffsong @silvercaptain24 @sunburned-cyborg and @skyyknights but no pressure! And if you've been tagged already that's all right, you can ignore this. ❄️ Over the Edge (Original Work) This is the tale of an illustrious creature residing in a high tower—and the secret of the broken, bloodied bones scattered about the dungeon floor. 🦋 I'm Coming After You (Robots in Disguise 2015) Why is there a sparkling on the prison ship Alchemor? How will Lieutenant Bumblebee fare when said sparkling interferes with his work in capturing dangerous Decepticons at large? Where is Steeljaw's new base, and what in the Allspark is he plotting now? Bumblebee would also like to know.... ⚔️ When Push Comes to Shove (Hyrule Warriors) Link and Zelda return to the Temple of the Sacred Sword to seal away the darkness, and Link is forced to face his insecurities, whether he's ready for it or not. 🐝 To Bee a Leader (Robots in Disguise 2015) Bumblebee knows that Optimus Prime chose him to be leader of the Autobot team on Earth…but he's tired and he misses his dad.

🐺 Enduring the Twilight (Twilight Princess) As regrets from his past failures haunt him, Link finds an unexpected counselor—and ally—in a mysterious golden wolf who regularly crosses his path. 🍃 Deku Tree Link AU (OoT Canon Divergent) When the future Hero of Time was adopted by the Great Deku Tree, he inherited more than a home and a family among the Kokiri—he also received the Great Deku Tree's abilities, as well as the mantle of Guardian of the Forest. 🎭 When the Dust Settles (Miraculous Ladybug Apocalypse!AU) Paris has fallen. Two survivors roam the wreckage, spared only by the Miraculous they themselves carry. 🪽 Under My Wings (Transformers: Prime) Arcee never wished to join Team Prime. Optimus never planned to raise a sparkling during the war. Bumblebee never meant to change the course of history. The road ahead of them is not at all what they expected.... 🧣 All I Am (Skyward-Sword-and-Hyrule-Historia-manga-inspired) The captain of the Knights of Hylia has been tasked with holding back the demon king’s forces. Aware that he is out of his league, Link struggles with coming to terms with the gravity of this command. Fortunately, Hylia is watching out for him. 🌙 Moonquake WIP (Original Work) Kaya is tired of the power going out. Tarka Sevan seeks a light from beyond. ❤️‍🔥 Tripled Threats (Transformers Crossover) Three road-raging warriors and one cheerful ray of sunshine share what is perhaps the strangest plot twist of their lives. 🥠 Sandwiched (Age of Extinction) Bitter from the battle of Chicago, Optimus Prime holds strong opinions about humanity's profane treatment of his people. Trapped by convention with a group of humans, in addition to another equally unwanted ally, the Autobot leader turned war criminal is forced to consider the deepest truths of life...even that which he has been running from for ages untold. 🏴‍☠️ Overboard one (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish) On the voyage to Far, Far Away, Kitty falls into the sea. 😇 [The smile one] (Rise of the Beasts) Mirage points out something that Bumblebee can never forget. 🧵 [It's Official] (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish) Puss and Kitty don't appreciate how stinky Perrito's sock has become over their long voyage, and plot to expand his wardrobe. 🌌 [Fire Emblem Megafic] (Three Houses / Three Hopes / more) Two new professors arrive at the Officer's Academy—and the fate of the World is forever changed. A single crack in a castle of glass is enough to shatter the structure of time...now imagine what one could do with two.... ...this isn't all of my WIP's, of course. :D But, these are the ones I'm either in-the-zone-working-on right now, or I'm gearing up to get back into, so ask away! ✨

[orgaslink]

may i humbly request warriors/twilight with 22 for the 'what to say after kisses' prompt. pls and thank u<3

Sorry it has taken me so long to get to this ask! I might come back to this one again at a later date when things have calmed down irl for me, but for now I hope this is good enough to enjoy. Prompt is "fucking come back here right now". cw: alcohol mention - The boys are tipsy but well aware of their actions, the booze has just loosened them up to act on their feelings/urges.

Colourful lights pulsed with the beat of the music, the bass vibrating the floor and pulsing in time with the racing hearts of all those in the club. The scent of cologne and perfume mixing with sweet cocktails and sweat.

They don’t know how it happened, nor do they really care beyond the fact that it felt good and neither wanted it to end. But they were in public, their friends were right there even if the darkness of the venue contrasted with the bright kaleidoscope of lights dancing around the room faster than the gyrating dancers around them.

Twilight pulled away, his lips shining from the saliva swap he and Warriors had somehow engaged in. Warriors watched, rapt, as Twilight’s lower lip was tugged between his teeth, his eyes hooded and gaze coy. They had drifted to the edge of the dancefloor as if in a dream, a trance that was nothing but them and the building tension between them which Twilight took advantage of as he took a step away from Warriors and cocked his brow in invitation.

Want clouded Warriors mind as if the DJ had activated a smoke machine, fogging his judgement and filling his lungs with nothing but the burning need to follow Twilight. Taking a few steps forwards, Twilight only took a few steps back and the chase began.

“Fucking… come back here, right now.” The gravely nature of Warriors voice was likely from the shots they’d taken but it sounded like a growl and had heat radiating from the tips of Twilight’s ears to his toes. The words were a request disguised as a command, but honestly, Twilight wouldn’t mind if Wars took control a little. But right now, it would be fun to play with the captain just a little.

“Make me.” The playful glint in Twilight’s eye had Warriors reaching for him, wanting nothing more than to have the rancher pressed close to him again in an even fiercer liplock than their first.

“You’ll have to do better than that, captain,” Twilight purrs, walking backwards away from the writhing, dancing crowd. “Come get me if you want me.”

And just like that, Twilight was out of sight, swallowed by a new crowd of club goers entering the dancefloor.

Game on! Warriors alcohol fuelled brain challenged as he began his pursuit.

There was no question that he wanted Twilight in that moment. Their friends forgotten in the frenzied atmosphere, Warriors caught up with Twilight just as he’d reached a darkened corner. Twilight turned, hand reaching out for Warriors and then the two connected again, Twilight’s pull matching Warriors’ push as Twilight’s back connected to the wall, Warriors weight against him and his tongue lapping into Twilight’s panting mouth.

The music was reaching a crescendo, rhythm pumping like the blood in their veins as the song took hold and Warriors found himself rolling his hips into Twilight’s where he was pinned to the wall. The beat drop covered the noise that Twilight would have made and Warriors swallowed the moan that threatened to break through their kiss. The heat between them simmered to a near boil, their kiss growing more frenzied by the moment.

Hands wandered, hiking up shirts in the search of clammy flesh as the hunger grew between them. Any thoughts of regret were a problem for tomorrow, right now they had the cover of darkness, the thump of club music and the distraction of each other. Where this night would lead was theirs to decide.

[orgaslink]

21 Twi X Time kissing game please?

Thank you, Anon! I'm assuming this ask was for the "what to say after kisses" prompts, but do let me know if I was wrong. Time x Twilight - "Just shut me up by kissing me from now on, won't you?"

Time was no stranger to the farming lifestyle, he’d spent plenty of time with Malon on their ranch after all. He knew how to milk cows, ensure hens were happy to lay tasty eggs, could care for a horse with his eyes closed.

But Time certainly had no experience with Ordonian goats. How different could they be to regular goats? According to Twilight’s 20 minutes and 43 second (so far) speech, quite a lot.

“And that’s without mentioning the obvious that their horns are different. They get their name from the spirit in the near by spring, Ordona. The spirit was thought to be a fairytale, a myth that no one believed held any truth. Most people still don’t, but I know the truth!” The cheeky wink Twilight sent Time at the moment almost had his stomach flipping. Almost.

Truth is, not even the wink and the mischievous look in Twilight’s eyes could make Time feel any less bored right now. No offence to Twilight, but there was only so much goat talk a person could take and 21 and 17 seconds was 20 minutes too much in Time’s opinion.

“See that big girl in the back? That’s Lady Hoofington.” Time wasn’t really focused when Twilight pointed out said goat, his eyes all but glazing over as Twilight swept his finger across to another goat that looked exactly the same as all the others. “There’s Sir Beardsly, and over there is Horn Bill, and here come Kid the Goat, he’s the baby of the group!” Said goat made his way to the edge of the paddock, turning side on to the fence for pets which Twilight happily obliged.

Even Time could admit, that was cute and even he couldn’t resist a little head pat that seemed to offend Kid if the headbutt to his hand was any indication.

Twilight laughed, the rich sound more than making up for the slight ache in his palm. Twilight straighted to look between Time and Kid the Goat, and once again he started his verbal essay on the goats, explaining how Kid tended to be naughty because he was born later than all the other youngsters and how his mother didn’t–

Time couldn’t take much more, he’d long since stopped trying to memorise goat facts and was watching Twilight’s lips move without any comprehension to the words leaving them. With little thought to his action Time bunched Twilight’s tunic in his hands and pulled the rancher in, Time effectively swallowing the words right from their source as Twilight trailed off with a startled gasp.

It didn’t take him long to catch on, his eyes falling closed as he learned into the surprise kiss that bordered on getting heated when Time took Twilight’s lower lip between his teeth.

Both men were gasping as they drew apart, Twilight looking dazed and giddy while Time had to fight the smug smile wanting to creep upon his lips.

“Well… that’s one way to get me to shut up. Feel free to shut me up with kisses more often, why don’t you?”

Time just chuckled, happy that Twilight wasn’t offended as he held his hand out to the younger man and jerked his head in the direction of the village. Twilight took the hint, and eager to continue where they left off, allowed Time to guide him away from the herd and towards Twilight’s home.

The goats were all but forgotten, even if Billy couldn’t accept Twilight was no longer giving him attention and expressed his discomfort with a headbutt to the railings where the two were stood just moments ago.

[orgaslink]

2 or 24 (you pick!)

Wild and Twilight for kissing Game?

Sorry it's taken me a while to get around to this! I decided to go with number 2, "you taste like my new addiction". I hope this was the right prompt list to go from and hope you like what I did with the prompt. Also sorry it's a little rushed, I'm trying to get back into writing again now the holidays are done. For any other prompt asks, I will get round to you soon! Thank you for being patient. <3

Sugar and cinnamon filled the air with its sweet scent to the accompaniment of Wild’s humming, the tune an unknown one and seemingly random in its lack of a regular pattern.

The kitchen surfaces were lightly coated with flour, the scene reminiscent of something in a holiday snow movie that was only heightened by the little chef bouncing on the balls of his feet in front of the stove.

“Whacha making?” The sound of Twilight’s voice almost startled Wild, nearly causing him to drop the wooden spoon he’d been holding into the pan. Turning at the familiar tone, Wild couldn’t hold back the grin at seeing his closest friend leaning against the doorframe to the kitchen, his stance relaxed.

Twilight took in the state of the surfaces, smirking as his eyes met Wild’s. “Apart from a mess, that is.”

The flush that bloomed over Wild’s cheeks could be from embarrassment at being caught almost dancing, the state of the kitchen, or that his secret crush was nearby. Who could tell really? (Wild certainly couldn’t, and he wouldn’t tell even if he knew!)

“Twi! I didn’t hear you. I’ve made cinnamon swirls and I’m making crème pâtissière for the next batch.” Wild’s happy place was always in the kitchen, he enjoyed nothing more than cooking up treats for all his friends, Twilight especially.

“My favourite.”

“Oh really? What a coincidence, I didn’t know.” A lie. Of course he knew Twilight’s favourite sweet treat. Turning back to his confection creation, Wild dipped a clean tasting spoon into the mix to test the flavour, humming his satisfaction softly and continuing to stir.

Twilight watched in rapt attention as Wild’s tongue darted out to wet his lips, an idea blossoming in his mind at the action. Throwing caution to the wind, he decided it was the season for being brave.

“Can I have a taste?” If Wild noticed the saccharine nature of Twilight’s tone, he didn’t acknowledge it.

“Sure, here,” blowing the steam from the wooden spoon, Wild held out the utensil with one hand underneath to catch any drips as Twilight closed the distance between them. Taking the spoon from Wild’s hands, Twilight stepped in close, his gaze astute as he took in Wild’s reaction.

“I want to taste something sweeter.” His voice was a low rumble between the two, one hand cupping Wild’s face, thumb rubbing over the smudge of flour on Wild’s cheek.

A dilation of pupils and the hitch in his breath gave Twilight all the answer he needed as he learned in closer to Wild, their lips meeting in a gentle press. It was the only chaste kiss the two would share, things soon becoming more heated with the swipe of Twilight’s tongue over Wild’s lips as he deepened their kiss, the taste of Wild’s baking mixing with something distinctly Wild.

Reluctantly, Twilight pulled back leaving a stunned Wild to process what had just happened, his tongue once more wetting his lips..

“Mm, you taste like my next addiction.”

Twilight wasn’t talking about the baking and Wild knew it, flour scattering like snowflakes in the breeze as the two came together again.

[orgaslink]

Totally ok if it's not your thing, since I kinda believe I'm the only on in the planet into this ship, but, n° 25, kisses in the rain with Ravio and Shadow? Again, no pressure, I just wanted to ask anyway :)

Ooh! I like this one, thank you for the ask! I love Ravio and I love Shadow so why not bump them both together to make kissy noises in the rain?

Hope you enjoy!

Somehow, someway, their worlds had collided and neither could make any sense of why and what for. In many ways, it could be seen as a curse, a nightmare that plagued Ravio’s world and threw the kingdom in shadow. Ravio, however, couldn’t bring himself to see it as anything other than a dream; a dream that was anything but if the cool rain gently cascading over them was any indication of reality.

“Shadow! Wait, I—” Ravio didn’t know how Shadow had ended up here, had no idea when or how these feelings inside of him grew to the extent that they had, but he also didn’t care. The only thing that mattered to him was Shadow, and that said entity had his back to Ravio and was walking away.

Ravio couldn’t, wouldn’t let that happen. Not now, not ever.

He’d stepped out of the shelter they’d taken from the rain, the fine drops quickly gathering to drip down long ears as Ravio reached out for Shadow but was hindered by his own robe and scarf. Something in Ravio’s voice had thankfully made Shadow stop in his tracks, though he still kept his back facing Ravio.

The wet sounds of boots through puddles accompanied Ravio’s panting as he caught up to the other. He wanted to reach out and touch but something held him back; maybe it was his own hesitancy, maybe it was his worry that Shadow didn’t feel the same. All he knew for sure was that the feeling that held him back wasn’t from his own doubt as there wasn’t a speck of that to be find in any fibre of his being.

“Shadow, please,” desperate pleas from a desperate voice filled with the worry that his chance was literally slipping through his fingers like a shadow bathed in light. His Shadow, the one he’d grown so accustomed to, turned to look over his shoulder at the merchant, expression matching Ravio’s own in the hurt his crystal blue eyes displayed.

“Ravio, don’t. I can’t do this; we can’t do this. I’ll only hurt you when I have to leave and I can’t do that to you.” As if that would be the end of both the conversation and whatever this fleeting thing between the two was, Shadow made to walk away again.

This time it was his footsteps hindered, but not by something as mundane as clothing. No, for Shadow it was a steady pressure around his wrist that halted his steps closely followed by the weight of Ravio’s forehead pressing into his shoulder blades.

Shadow’s ears twitched to hear the quiet confession of Ravio’s words over the sound of the worsening rain; they were both getting soaked through, clothes beginning to stick uncomfortably as the rain continued to pour as though the very sky was crying over their situation.

“I don’t care,” words quiet but no less unsure, growing louder and more confident with each one uttered between chapped lips cooled by rain drops.

“I don’t care, Shadow. If we only have now and this moment, then so be it. No, I don’t want to lose you but I would rather make the most of any time that we do have than to regret having let you go without even trying to fight for us.”

A hitch in breath before Shadow shallowed, the swell of emotion in his gut so fierce it made his heart pound. And then the world spun. Or more accurately Shadow spun as Ravio pulled at his wrist to turn Shadow to face him.

Their lips met and nothing else in the world mattered beyond this moment and the two of them, one of Shadow’s hands acting on instinct to cup Ravio’s cheek and bring the two closer together. Right then, there were in a bubble, a bubble of just this two of them and the feeling of each others lips pressed together. Even the sensation of the rain falling over them fading away to the intensity of their moment.

It was Ravio who pulled away first, but not by much, resting his forehead to Shadow’s and sharing the radiated heat of being so close.

“Just… stay. Please.”

A promise in the form of another kiss was pressed to Ravio’s parted lips. “Always.”

[orgaslink]

WIP game; Miracle, Omegaverse, WildLight Pole??

Thank you for the ask!

Miracle: Set in Stormy's HSH AU, this WIP is a "What If" in which I started thinking about Marin being okay and very suddenly (and very unexpectedly) tracks Legend down to Time's house. Needless to say, Legend is very surprised to see her.

Below the cut for discussions of NSFW content:

Omegaverse: omg I have so many little wips for this trope. I have Hyrule and Legend bonding as my closest to being finished but I have ideas for an AU Link's meet and I can't decide if I want it set in Omegaverse or not. Also have lots of thoughts on Omega!Dark which again, might be it's own AU or might not. I'm too indecisive!

WildLight Pole was part of a prompt game in a server I'm in, I think the prompt was "sex in unusual places" and I decided that Wild was a pole dancer who invited Twilight along to a practice session. Twilight was mesmerised and fun times happened.

I reallllly need to get writing these wips, I'm just too indecisive and it slows me down. That and I lack confidence 😅

[rastro-writes]

I love it! Wonderful, thank you!

2 or 24 (you pick!)

Wild and Twilight for kissing Game?

Sorry it's taken me a while to get around to this! I decided to go with number 2, "you taste like my new addiction". I hope this was the right prompt list to go from and hope you like what I did with the prompt. Also sorry it's a little rushed, I'm trying to get back into writing again now the holidays are done. For any other prompt asks, I will get round to you soon! Thank you for being patient. <3

Sugar and cinnamon filled the air with its sweet scent to the accompaniment of Wild’s humming, the tune an unknown one and seemingly random in its lack of a regular pattern.

The kitchen surfaces were lightly coated with flour, the scene reminiscent of something in a holiday snow movie that was only heightened by the little chef bouncing on the balls of his feet in front of the stove.

“Whacha making?” The sound of Twilight’s voice almost startled Wild, nearly causing him to drop the wooden spoon he’d been holding into the pan. Turning at the familiar tone, Wild couldn’t hold back the grin at seeing his closest friend leaning against the doorframe to the kitchen, his stance relaxed.

Twilight took in the state of the surfaces, smirking as his eyes met Wild’s. “Apart from a mess, that is.”

The flush that bloomed over Wild’s cheeks could be from embarrassment at being caught almost dancing, the state of the kitchen, or that his secret crush was nearby. Who could tell really? (Wild certainly couldn’t, and he wouldn’t tell even if he knew!)

“Twi! I didn’t hear you. I’ve made cinnamon swirls and I’m making crème pâtissière for the next batch.” Wild’s happy place was always in the kitchen, he enjoyed nothing more than cooking up treats for all his friends, Twilight especially.

“My favourite.”

“Oh really? What a coincidence, I didn’t know.” A lie. Of course he knew Twilight’s favourite sweet treat. Turning back to his confection creation, Wild dipped a clean tasting spoon into the mix to test the flavour, humming his satisfaction softly and continuing to stir.

Twilight watched in rapt attention as Wild’s tongue darted out to wet his lips, an idea blossoming in his mind at the action. Throwing caution to the wind, he decided it was the season for being brave.

“Can I have a taste?” If Wild noticed the saccharine nature of Twilight’s tone, he didn’t acknowledge it.

“Sure, here,” blowing the steam from the wooden spoon, Wild held out the utensil with one hand underneath to catch any drips as Twilight closed the distance between them. Taking the spoon from Wild’s hands, Twilight stepped in close, his gaze astute as he took in Wild’s reaction.

“I want to taste something sweeter.” His voice was a low rumble between the two, one hand cupping Wild’s face, thumb rubbing over the smudge of flour on Wild’s cheek.

A dilation of pupils and the hitch in his breath gave Twilight all the answer he needed as he learned in closer to Wild, their lips meeting in a gentle press. It was the only chaste kiss the two would share, things soon becoming more heated with the swipe of Twilight’s tongue over Wild’s lips as he deepened their kiss, the taste of Wild’s baking mixing with something distinctly Wild.

Reluctantly, Twilight pulled back leaving a stunned Wild to process what had just happened, his tongue once more wetting his lips..

“Mm, you taste like my next addiction.”

Twilight wasn’t talking about the baking and Wild knew it, flour scattering like snowflakes in the breeze as the two came together again.