#katockiss20

[howl-of-the-blood]

DAY 1 - Beginning

๑ Tajena remembers her first kiss ๑

Lalik grows quiet again, only a very small noise of swallowing revealing that they are still there. That they haven’t disappeared again.

My father... My father would have them thrown out of the castle and I would never see them again.

What a horrible thought.

Not even thinking about my actions, I place my hand over theirs. Startled, Lalik turns toward me.

How beautiful their eyes are! A shade of the deepest mountain lake that spreads from his pupils and blurs into a clear turquoise shoreline. How long have those deep blue eyes watched me this way? Not like a big brother or a loyal friend or a trustworthy companion - but like a secret admirer or someone who wants to be my...  lover?

Lalik twists their hand in mine so that they can grip my fingers and caress my skin with their thumb. One light stroke. Two. And then they stop. They lean forward, in one quick unstoppable motion as if they are falling, and press a kiss on my forehead.

They used to do this when I was very little, and I would always kiss them back, usually pecking them several times. I once playfully kissed them on the lips and I remember they went red like a tomato. I never understood why were they so upset and forbid me to do that ever again.

And now I know...

Lalik withdraws slowly, leaving a cold sensation on my skin. They stop quite near my face.

They are glancing very intently at my lips as if they are reminiscing about the same past event. When our chapped lips touched for the first time, in a cheeky game, rushed by joy and tenderness.

But there was no innocence now. No silliness, no childlike play. Only desire and longing for another human being.

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#ockiss20 - MASTERPOST

Woohoo! Can you believe I managed to write every day for 7 days!? Me neither!

Anyway, here’s a masterpost of my 7 short excerpts about my Howl of the Blood OCs kissing each other. Some are canon, some are post-canon, some are... just plain silly and never gonna happen.

DAY 1 - beginning - Tajena remembers her first kiss

DAY 2 - cold - Elemir and Tajena have a long winter walk

DAY 3 - fancy -  Sabeha’s bewitching ways

DAY 4 - kitchen - Ino loves to have a midnight snack

DAY 5 - secret - Names of love buried in blood

DAY 6 - fun - Tajena ties Lalik to his bed (it’s not smut, I promise)

DAY 7 - end - Spin the bottle! 

Hope you enjoy! 

[howl-of-the-blood]

DAY 2 - Cold

[post canon]   

[Elemir's route]

๑ Elemir and Tajena have a long winter walk ๑

~

"I really hate dogs," Elemir's statement breaks the calm of this wonderful evening.

Our walk took us quite some distance away from Svarograd and our entourage. On the outskirts of a meadow we came across a small village. There were only children playing in the snow, bristling with energy, cheeks red and plump like apples. Seven of them, I've counted, and two quite large dogs looking as dangerous as wolves.

"Why?" I ask him this every time, always hoping that I will somehow manage to change his mind at the end of the discussion. "I still can't believe that your mother's dogs were that bad."

"They were horrible little demons!" And here we go again. "They were evil, I'm telling you. And they hated me."

"They must've had a good reason - your mother told me you were horrible little demon yourself when you were five."

"No, Andesila was the demonic one. I was tragically misunderstood."

I couldn't help but giggle, even though I didn't believe a word. 

The playing children moved further away leaving us alone. Evening fell on top of Hrs' bright-haired head and the cold breath flew by us, cutting our nostrils with sharp aromas of snow and smoke.

"I'm cold," says my big husband, pulling the bear fur covering his shoulders and back over his face.

I press my finger on my lower lip, amused. "Really?"

"Yes, really," he grunts, irked and a bit... embarrassed? "We don't have cold winters like these in Ubeja. Not with such strong winds."

"Strong winds?", I laugh, "It's a breeze."

Elemir turns toward me, his eye glaring at me like I'm dirt under his fingernails. It doesn't bother me, though - the blush of his cheeks wasn't that red before I started teasing him. And that's my victory. 

Still, why stop there when there are even deeper shades to be coloured with. "Would you like my coat, oh my gentle husband?"

This time Elemir snorts. "I would take it but I wouldn't be able to cover a single shoulder blade with it." He waves with his amputated left arm. "Maybe just half of it?"

I hit him in the shoulder. "Well, sorry, that's all I can do for you at this moment."

He raises an eyebrow before grinning. "Is it now?"

Elemir towers over me, his smug smile affecting my lips as well.

"You know what else is cold?" he asks in low voice.

Even though I'm expecting a lewd joke, I still answer: "What?"

"My lips. Can you warm them up?"

Not lewd, but corny. "That's so cheesy, even coming from you."

"Maybe..." He takes me by the waist and pulls me closer to him. "But did it work?"

As he bends down, leaning in for a kiss, I press my gloved fingers over his lips and rub them like I’m cleaning some stubborn stain. “Better now?”

A short confusion flashes over his features before he realizes what have I done. With a smirk, he lowers his hand down my back and grabs my behind, pulling me up to his chest. “You little demon.”

“But only yours.”

I throw my arms around his neck and kiss his no longer cold lips.

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DAY 4 - Kitchen

[post canon]

[a bit naughty 😏]

[Ino's route]

๑ Ino loves to have a midnight snack ๑

~

An unpleasant dream wakes me. Nothing important - just an ugly fantasy of my mind. But I can still feel the putrid residue of the dissipating nightmare. I roll over, half-asleep. The sheets are cold on the other side, uncomfortably so.

"Ino..."

I moan, looking for his skin to warm my body. My fingers are gliding across the pillow, expecting to feel strands of his hair. But find nothing.

Startled, I open my eyes. He's not... there. Again?

With an exasperated sigh, I get up and cover myself with a robe. Again, Ino, really? Walk isn't something I prefer doing in the middle of the night to warm myself up. Luckily, I know exactly where to go... This time.

I'm surprised to find kitchen lit. Barely, true, but it was pitch dark the last time I came here in a similar ungodly hour. It's way past midnight and there should be no servants here. However, I soon spot the source of light: a man and a woman hid themselves, wedged between a table and a shelf, trembling in fear. They were holding hands staring somewhere to the back of the kitchen.

"What is going on?" I whisper but I still startle them.

With a mix of yelping and shushing, they grab my limbs and drag me to the ground right next to them.

"Dama, be quiet!" the woman's voice is strained; she's barely holding down the tears. "We're in danger. There's a psoglav in the pantry!"

What? Psoglav in a city? In the heart of a castle? Ridiculous. But I couldn't utter a word because the two cooks were out of their minds and babbling without a break.

The man nods furiously - or maybe he's trembling. "Yes! It's been eating our food for several nights. We thought it was one of the new apprentices so we came to teach them some manners."

"But-but-but," the woman is now loudly sobbing, "we saw dog ears."

"Shh, Nevena!" the man covers the woman's mouth.

"Wolf ears," I explain.

They finally shut up and look at me, stunned like mice in front of a cat. "What?"

"Those are wolf ears. What you saw wasn't a psoglav... it's my mate."

"Your..." Their eyes are now as wide as plates. "Your mate? Master... Ino?"

"The one and only. Now go and rest, I'll take care of him." In more ways than one. So embarrassing! 

"A-are you sure it's him?"

"Absolutely. Now, please, don't tell this to anybody - especially not to anyone close to knez Elemir - until we leave." When Elemir finds out, I'll never hear the end of it. Better start later than sooner. "Okay?"

"Yes, dama. Thank you so much!"

People are so relieved they aren't going to die, they are kissing my hands even though I didn't do anything.

"Please, no need. Just go and rest."

As they run off, taking the candles with them, and the kitchen once again dives into darkness - so does my mood.

"Ino!"

And sure enough, my ever-hungry mate emerges from the pantry... wearing only pants and a red stain bellow his lip.

"Thank you for getting rid of them." He stretches his arms. "I didn't want to scare them to death."

"You almost did. And showing up half-naked wouldn't help."

"It might," he says in a most dead serious tone.

"No it wouldn't. Not here. And don't go wandering off like that without telling me."

Ino's golden eyes examine me from top to bottom. He moves toward me - slowly - and I wait.

"You were scared I wasn't in bed?"

"A bit, yes. I woke up and you weren't there." 

He's silent for a moment. "I'm sorry."

"At least the last time you told me you're going for a walk. Even though you also went to the kitchen for a snack."

He's right in front of me, eyeing me again.

"I can't help myself." He lifts the robe off my shoulders and lets it fall to the floor.

"I'm always hungry."

I'm familiar with that growl, that sensual vibrating in the depths of his throat. And the things it does to me...

Ino kisses me before lifting me up on a counter, positioning himself between my legs. This time the cold surface doesn't bother me.

"Well then," I breath into his mouth, "we might as well satiate your hunger."

[howl-of-the-blood]

DAY 6 - Fun

[post-canon]

[Lalik’s route]

๑ Tajena ties Lalik to their bed (it’s not smut, I promise) ๑

~

As I push Lalik back into their room, I spot the chair that I need. Or maybe I should use the bed? The bed is sturdier; it can withstand strong motions.

"What's going on?" Lalik's expression is somewhere halfway between amusement and suspicion.

"It's a surprise." 

They raise an eyebrow. "A good surprise?"

"Of course." I hope.

"Is it a fun surprise?"

"Lalik..."

"Can I guess what it is?"

This can go on forever. "Lie down."

"Lie--" They stutter, red faced already. Perv magician. "Lie down? On... the floor?"

"No." I'm trying to be as patient as possible. "On the bed."

They swallow hard before asking: "Why?"

"Just do it. It's. A. Surprise."

"But--"

"Lalik!"

Finally they move and do as they are told. They lie on their back, staring at me like I'm Morana herself.

"Calm down..." I sit next to them and kiss them lightly. "Now I will put a blindfold over your eyes..."

They immediately sit up. "Wha--"

"I promise that this is not a prank. I'm not you!"

They pout a bit, but rests their head back on the pillow.

"And I'll tie you down."

Sheer panic distorts their face. "Okay, what is going on?"

"Listen here," I point my finger at them. "You owe me! You forgot to send that letter and I had to apologize to my mother for hours. You owe me, magician."

They are not happy at all. Not that I care. I'm suffering a lot more than they are - my stomach is one big throbbing knot for days.

"Only if you put the blindfold last," they request and I agree.

Again they lays on their back, and I pull out ropes that I prepared beforehand. They are not red anymore - they are pale as a sheet.

"Will it hurt me?" There is a slight tremor in their voice. 

"No." I finish fastening the rope around their left ankle.

"Will it tickle me?"

"No."

"Will it smell horrible?"

"Lalik, it won't be... harmful or anything, I promise."

They bite the inside of his cheek and take a deep breath in before proclaiming in a most dramatic way: "The things I do for love."

Once I'm done tying them and double-checking the knots, I sit next to them and present to them my blindfold - a simple scarf. At this point, they’re frowning, mulling over the whole scene. "So, nothing scary will happen?"

"Well, no."

"Well no?" Their blue eyes shoot wide open with terror. "Tajena?"

"Trust me. I need to do this. Please. For me."

I'm not playing fair - I knew they aren’t capable of saying 'no' when I ask them like this. Defeated, they close their eyes, accepting their fate.

Finally. Completely immobile, defenseless and petrified from fear, on their own bed, lays mighty magician Lalik Kohanov. I stand up, take in a deep breath, close my eyes, and ask one single question:

"Will you marry me?"

Nothing. Silence as thick as pudding suffocates me. I peek at Lalik, unsure are they still there. They are, but their face lacks any shade of healthy-looking human skin. Blood vessels under his skin turn azure. If their lips weren't moving, trying to shape a word, I would truly believe they fainted.

"Uuuuuh" a feeble sound slithers out of their mouth. "Did you just... propose to me?"

"Yes." I bite my lower lip.

"This isn't funny." An agitated note colours their voice. "Not one bit."

"I'm serious."

Lalik doesn't reply. Their mouth open a bit wider, his blood glowing brighter now. This must be quite a shock for him. 

"Why have you--"

"I was afraid you would run away. Without answering me."

"That's why... you tied me?"

"Yes." I lower my head, having second thoughts after this crazy deed has been done. Well, too late now. "Come on, say some--"

But my words are cut off by gentle hands cupping my face and lifting it to meet a familiar smile. Lalik's eyes are radiant, both literally and metaphorically.

Of course. I just realized one major flaw in my plan - Lalik is a magician and no amount of regular ropes could hold them down.

"...thing."  

"Yes," they say.

"Yes what?"

"I'll marry you." Just like that. Without even blinking an eye. Without swallowing a lump.

"Oh." I really thought there would be at least some crying involved. "You don't want to run away?"

"Maybe. But only if you want to run away with me."

"I don't think my mother would appreciate us running away again."

They snorts. "Probably not. Let's wait for after the wedding."

"Good idea," I barely finish the thought before he hungrily takes my lips between theirs, a huge grin still glued to their face.

[howl-of-the-blood]

DAY 7 - End

[crossover au]

[Howl of the Blood + Lecture Me]

๑ Spin the bottle! ๑

~

ME: Okay, so here's the thing...

INO, ELEMIR, SABBEHA: *lacking any enthusiasm* We are being interviewed again?

LALIK: *pouting* You've never interviewed me!

ME: No, this isn't an interview, this is a game. And, Lalik, I have a set of questions prepared for you later so stop whining. Anyway, this is the spin the bottle game.

ELEMIR: The kissing game?

ME: Yup.

ELEMIR: Yo, I don't want to spin the bottle in this sausage fest!

SABBEHA: Me neither!

LALIK: Where's Tayena? Shouldn't she be here too?

ME: That's the point. Everyone wants to kiss her. There's no fun in that. *grins evilly*

SABBEHA: But we don't want to kiss each other. At least give us one person to look forward to. Otherwise it's no fun at all.

ME: *realizing that actually makes sense* Too late now. She's at the gym.

ELEMIR: I refuse. There is literally one girl and she doesn't even like guys. It's not fair.

SABBEHA: *placing one hand on her chest overly-dramatic* Why, Elemir, I had no idea you could be so courteous.

ELEMIR: *winking* Just ask all the ladies.

SABBEHA: *rises an eyebrow with disgust* I'm afraid I have to agree with the obnoxious blonde gorilla. I have nothing to look forward to.

ME: Okay, FINE.

*Oliver, Dani and Filipa enter*

ELEMIR: Ohhhh, a crossover! That's more like it! Minus the dude. No offense.

OLIVER: None taken. What are we doing?

ME: Spin the bottle.

INO: *annoyed* There's too much people now.

FILIPA: *looking @ me* Are you joining us?

ME: No.

FILIPA: Then we need one more girl.

ELEMIR & SABBEHA: Yes!

ME: No. Not gonna budge. There's 7 of you now. This will take on forever. Nobody's gonna read this. *mumbles to herself* And I have to write it all...

DANI: Who cares? We're all gonna kiss~ <3

ME: *defeated sigh* Okay. Take your places. Who's gonna go first?

FILIPA: Let's go alphabetically.

DANI: A, B, C, D... That's me!

*** BOTTLE SPIN No 1 *** *bottle points at Sabbeha*

DANI: Oooh, lovely~

SABBEHA: *smirking* Not bad at all.

DANI x SABBEHA: *le kiss* 

EVERYONE ELSE: *jaws drop*

ELEMIR: I could look at them all day.

OLIVER: And all night.

ME: *squints at her two characters noticing a distinctive pattern there*

ME: All right, that's enough! I'm not gonna write this all week. Next!

EVERYONE: *collective whine*

ME: Elemir. It's your turn.

*** BOTTLE SPIN No 2 *** *bottle points at Ino*

ELEMIR: No! Nope, not gonna happen!

INO: *shrugs*

ELEMIR: I don't care he's a dude! I just don't like HIM!

INO: I don't like you either, but this is just a game.

ELEMIR: *blushing*

ME: Yeah, maybe you could just, you know, CHILL.

ELEMIR: You made me like this! *sigh* Fine. I don't want to be a party breaker. Just... give me a second. *takes a deep breath, closes his eyes with his hand and pouts*

ELEMIR x INO: *le kiss*

ELEMIR: Ughhhhhh! Don't ever mention this to me EVER!

INO: Did you eat mushrooms this morning?

ELEMIR: SHUT UP!

ME: NEXT! Filipa.

*** BOTTLE SPIN No 3 *** *bottle points at Lalik*

FILIPA: Oooh. *grins* Come here, cutie.

LALIK: *gulps*

FILIPA: Don't worry, I won't bite... Unless you want me to.

LALIK: *blushes* N-no need!

FILIPA x LALIK: *le kiss*

LALIK: *covers his red face with his hood*

ME: Ino, you're next.

*** BOTTLE SPIN No 4 *** *bottle points at Lalik*

LALIK: *still blushing* Me again?

ME: *shrugs* The bottle has spoken.

FILIPA: *nudges Dani* This is gonna be good. A furry top and a twink. INO: *frowning* I'm not a furry! *points @ me* She is!

ME: I'm not a furry!

SABBEHA: Don't lie. You have a crush on Legosi from Beastars.

ME: *chokes on her coffee*

OLIVER: You really do have a thing for hairy dudes, dontcha?

ME: MOVING ON! 

INO: Wait. I still didn't kiss him.

ME: *groans* Oh my god, then do it!

INO x LALIK *le kiss* 

ME: Lalik, it's your turn.

LALIK: WHAT! I have to kiss again? 

ME: Yes! Take that bottle or so help me, I'll take all your action figurines!

*** BOTTLE SPIN No 5 *** *bottle spins for a long time*

ME: What?

*bottle still spinning*

ME: *notices Lalik's glowing eyes* Hey, no cheating!

LALIK: *panicky* I don't know who to choose!

DANI: *happily* I know! <3 *throws herself at Lalik and topples him over*

ELEMIR: Hey, that's not fair! 

DANI: Don't worry! There is enough of me for you, too! *jumps on Elemir*

ME: *rubs her temples* For the love of...! That's enough. Let's wrap this up before--

OLIVER: Wait, I didn't get to kiss anyone.

ME: Seriously? You three are constantly making out! Why do you need a bottle?

OLIVER: *rubs his chin* True. I've kissed all the fictional ladies in this room. Except for that drop-dead gorgeous vixen. 

SABBEHA: Not happening.

OLIVER: I'm sad to hear that. Such a mature unforgiving beauty. I would die for just a one small peck.

SABBEHA: *smirks* Well, when you put it like that, who am I to refuse a smooth talker.

OLIVER x SABBEHA *le kiss*

ME: Okay, out, out! We're done.

ELEMIR: *muffled voice* Can we have a crossover au with the Lecture Me crew?

ME: NO!

[howl-of-the-blood]

DAY 3 - Fancy

[canon]

[Sabbeha’s route]

๑ Sabeha’s bewitching ways ๑

~

The night had fallen more than an hour ago, but the earth is still warm. I am starving and every part of my body aches. But I can't move; not before I get some news. I have to wait. And hope. 

Curtain moves in a swirling motion and a small figure emerges.  

"There you are," Sabeha's voice is stern, "Temperature has finally dropped. She's resting."

A weight of a thousand stones falls off my shoulders.

Kalina... my sister... is going to be okay!

My legs wobble and I would have collapsed if the vidarka wasn't there. Sabeha manages to slow down my fall, but the effort makes her drop to her knees with me.

"Ah!" she growls a number of unpleasant sounding Volček words. "Silly woman, I don't need another sufferer!"

"I'm... sorry," I utter rubbing my forehead, very lightheaded.

"Don't move." She leaves my side for a minute and returns with a bowl of... something. "Drink slowly."

"Thank you," I reply before complying. A fresh, cool water quickly rejuvenates me, spreading from my throat through my chest. Did she... put something in it?

While taking another sip, I look at Sabeha standing a few steps away. With her arms akimbo and a deep frown, her tail hanging low, she looks utterly spent. After a few deep breaths, she raises her arms in the air and stretches them. I take in her figure, her round hips and the curve of her waist. There are no muscles bulging beneath her skin - only soft waves decorate it. She is short and graceful, reminding me a lot more of a house cat than a wolf. 

"I can move my hair so that you can have a better look."

Her purple eyes cut through my core. I am mistaken - she is very much like a wolf!

"I apologize."

"Now, now." She turns to face me, her stance a lot less tired and a lot more assertive. Unfortunately. "Indulge me - what did your eyes see and whispered to your lips making them smile."

Smile? Did I really?

Somehow I know I can't blatantly lie and say that I was looking at her dress - which is a rather plain thing - but I could try to evade.   

"Your white hair. It's... incredible. Also your skin - your freckles are very pretty. You're... interesting."

Her grin grew even wider. I blink. What... did I actually evade by telling her all this? Earth why won't you swallow me now?

She approaches me in small, flowing steps. Again - so catlike. "Saying such nice things about my hair and freckles and that you find me interesting is just a fancy way of saying that you like me."

My whole face goes ablaze, nausea storming in my stomach. But I can't take my eyes off of Sabeha. 

She kneels in front of me, placing her lush tail over her thighs. It is as same as her hair: white as pure snow.

"I know humans are not really keen on girl love - but you're not immune to it either. How do you feel about it?"

Her question took me by surprise.  

"How do I feel about... what?

Sabeha's seductive expression changes back into a grim frown of impatience I've grown to know and fear. "You know what I mean."

"Y-yes, I know! But... I don't know." Why do I sound like Lalik right now? I take in a deep breath. "I don't know how I feel."

Sabeha's suspicious glare softens. "Yes... Of course not."

She shifts into a more comfortable position, mild and caring smile decorating her face. "Volčeks are very animalistic when it comes to coupling. Very... copulatory." She almost spits out the word and leaves me wondering what does it mean. "I don't like that. But there is something I like..." As she smiles in a rather unsettling way, two very sharp fangs emerge. "Let me show you."

My heart jumps, hitting my ribs and she must've heard it. Sabeha giggles, once again flashing her white teeth. "Give me your hand."

Quite weary of her intentions, I place my fingers in her outstretched palm, like they do in the Western courts. With a cocky grin she twists my hand and cups it in her own. She moves her thumb across my palm, barely touching the skin, and her sharp, long, black nail draws invisible lines. The delicate circles, the gentle dance of her finger over my skin, the feathery pressure of her claw - they mesmerize me, encapsulate me in this tiny moment. Like there is nothing else but our hands.

I wish to see Sabeha's expression but... her head is bowed, her curly hair covering her face. Is she hiding herself from me?

Her thumb brushes over my fingers one last time before she lifts my hand up, somewhere behind the curtain of her locks. A soft sensation covers the middle of my palm. It takes a few seconds for my over-stimulated skin to sense a kiss. Shivers run up my spine as she places dozen of long pecks at exactly the same spot. It's so delightful I--

She lifts her head and a satisfied smile lightens her up. What did she see on my face to make her smile like that?

"This was for you," she says, "And this..."

This time she doesn't lower her head. This time she keeps her back straight and her hair out of the way so that I can see what she's doing. And she - without even batting an eye - licks my hand, all the way from my fingers across my palm to the heartbeat of my wrist.

"This was for me."

[howl-of-the-blood]

OC KISS WEEK

Hey, here’s Kat making some content and hopefully finishing what she started for once.

Valentine’s day is approaching and, even though I’m not a huge fan, I like to have even more reasons to make my OCs kiss therefore I’m willing to participate. So here are the prompts (thank you @ockissweek​) that I intend to use for the next few days:

DAY 1 - beginning (first kiss)

DAY 2 - cold (Elemir’s route)

DAY 3 - fancy (Sabbeha’s route)

DAY 4 - kitchen (Ino’s route)

DAY 5 - secret (???’s route)

DAY 6 - fun (Lalik’s route)

DAY 7 - end (I have a fun event in mind) 

I’ll try to keep them as fluffy and fun as possible (no need to be gloomy and dark and angsty like I usually am, right ^^'). In case you don’t know me or my WIP, I’m creating a visual novel called Howl of the Blood and here you can read some info on the main page.