For the kiss prompt.. can't have revalink without ❦
(ask game from here)
you're so true about this anon what is revalink if not snow kisses persevering or however the quote goes (more under the keep reading)
Revali doesn't think he'll ever tire of looking at Link.
They're atop the Biron Snowshelf, having just permanently finished off the Guardian Stalker buried there, and after they had collected the parts of its destroyed corpse, it began to snow lightly. Not enough to warrant any concern from Revali, but enough for Link's eyes to widen at the event, looking around in quiet, yet delighted surprise. He holds out a hand palm up to the sky and when he catches a few snowflakes, he cups them in his hands and stares in wonder, eyes sparkling.
Beautiful, Revali thinks to himself, utterly besotted in an instant. You look beautiful when you're happiest, my love.
"Have you never seen snow fall before?" the Rito says aloud instead, rather softly. Link looks back at him grinning wide, his eyes bright with glee. Even in the merciless chill of the Hebra Mountains, Revali melts under Link's smile.
"Well, I mean I have," the blond says, rolling his eyes. "But it never gets old. It's incredible." He glances back at his hands and brightens when he finds more snowflakes have fallen in, and starts waddling towards Revali.
"Look how pretty," Link whispers, showing his cupped hands to Revali, who instinctively reaches a hand out to hold his mate's waist. Within Link's hands lies a group of small, but intricately patterned flakes. They were quite pretty, but—
"You're far prettier," Revali murmurs back, and Link snorts at him.
"You're such a sap," the blond says, but he's grinning. He's got snow in his hair now.
"I have no choice, you make it too easy which how much you endear me." Revali takes his other hand to tilt Link's chin up and presses their foreheads together. Gently, he nuzzles his mate's nose and lips with his beak, to which Link sighs in response and wraps his arms around Revali's midsection, returning the gesture.
"You dropped the snowflakes," Revali remarks softly.
Link hums. "I can always catch more. A moment like this with you is much more valuable." He brings his hands up to cup Revali's face and presses a soft kiss to the middle of his beak, the Rito's eyes shutting.
"If you desired so, I'd give you all the snowflakes this land could offer," Revali says under his breath. He's far too infatuated with the blond to be making such impossible offers, but he supposes that he would die trying to give his mate everything he'd ever want.
Link only giggles in response. "That won't be necessary," he says. "I already have you." When Revali pulls away to look down him, the blond's cheeks and nose are flushed pink, but his bright grin keeps the cold at bay, his eyes sparkling with mischief and fondness.
Yes, Revali won't ever tire of looking at Link, his most precious jewel. How could he ever?
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Camp Camp Not-So Secret Santa part 4.
Merry Chrysanthemum and Happy New Year, @dimitrippy !!
My gift to you: a little story based on your own AU!
Winter itself is cruel and fickle. Without heavenly sunshine to warm the earth and melt away the crystal sheets and thick blankets, the world grew cold, bleak, and colorless. White painted the landscapes in shades of grey and hues of black. No color peeked through as all remnants of life lay dormant under the swath of pure brilliance. Winter let no color shine other than bleached perfection, where ice shone radiantly like diamonds over barren, frostbitten trees. But with the rising of the new spring sun came the undoing of the icy world.
The briskness of the sharp, cold air nipped at his exposed cheeks. The prickles of fresh blood rushing to his face burned beneath the surface. Daniel dropped his chin against his neck, trying to subtly rebury his snout underneath his scarf. To him, winter was bothersome, bleak, and miserable. The sun rarely shined as it was almost always shrouded in the greyness of looming clouds. Whenever the sun failed to peek through the stratosphere, it felt as though daytime never came. Still, he would press on. The temperature was hovering over the single digits, barely gracing 10°. The slight wind chill was doing him no favors, making the world feel like the stark opposite of Hell. Instead of brimstone and fire, it was starch whiteness and freezing ice. God, being a reptile sucked sometimes.
Almost there. Almost there. These stupid turnips better be worth scouring the entire damn island for that tiny boar-girl. Why was it she could never stay in one place? And why did she charge so damn much? Fucking 120 bells per bunch, what a goddamn scam. This new recipe Kevin was given by the Island Representative better be worth the trouble. Daniel trudged on through the frigid weather, grumbling under his breath. He hate, hate, hated winter with a burning passion. Unfortunately, his blistering hatred was never enough to warm him. When the wind began to pick up, Daniel practically sprinted the final ten feet to his front door. Finally, sanctuary.
Once he was safely inside his home, the gecko shed his own winter coat, scarf, and hat. He shuddered, trembling from the cold. He could feel the ice on his scales quite literally melt away. Glancing over his shoulder, he can see Kevin laying on the couch and eating cheesy corn puffs while completely entranced by his videogame. Ooh, he was wearing his favorite red hoodie. The one with the special soft fabric on the inside. Maybe…maybe he could have it?
“Kevin, cou-could I borrow your hoodie? Pl-please?” Daniel stutters, his teeth chattering. He could wear a thousand layers yet still never be warm. Maybe he should write the Island Rep or Tom Nook to ask about building a sauna. Or he should try and convince Kevin to invest in a space heater. “Ke-Kevin?” Looking up from his game, the raccoon can see that his boyfriend is visibly shaking from his toes to his tail.
“Amor seguro. Dame un segundo.” Kevin paused his game and wiped his cheesy paws off on his thighs. Sitting up, Kevin quickly slips his paws through the sleeves of his hoodie and yanks it over his head. He offers up his sweatshirt to the trembling gecko. Still quivering, Daniel snatches the hoodie from Kevin’s outstretched paw. He hurriedly slips it on over his head, rubbing his sleeved hands together furiously. He feels quite a bit warmer but the chills of winter still plague him. It is times like these that make Daniel truly hate himself. Goddamn, these godforsaken cold-blooded genes.
“Kevin?” Daniel asks, rubbing his hands roughly against his forearms. “C-Can you grab my b-blanket, pl-please?”
“Still cold?” The reptile fervently nods. While the raccoon’s hoodie had done wonders to warm him, Daniel was still quaking terribly. “Aight, doll. Hold on—” Kevin drops his bag of snacks onto the floor and pushes himself into a sitting position. He yawns and then scratches himself before popping onto his feet. Scanning the room in a haste, Kevin bumbles about as he tries to remember where he last stowed Daniel’s blanket. Aight, where the fuck did I pu—ah, there it is!! Heading around to the right side of their couch, Kevin pulls out a wicker basket stuffed with various blankets. On top sits a tightly rolled tan one with a white cord wrapped around it. Daniel’s blanket.
Kevin unties the cord from around the blanket, letting it fall to the floor. Clutching the blanket in his paws, he gives it a good shake. It unfurls with a plush thwap! The plastic remote clatters against the hardwood flooring, dancing on edge as it twirls around suspended by its cord. Not bothering to pick it up, Kevin drags the cord around behind him as he walks back around to the front of the couch. Plugging the blanket into the outlet above the lamp, he turns the dial up to the second highest level. Arms beneath the blanket, Kevin raises his paws to invite Daniel into his company. Almost immediately, the tension melts from Daniel’s bones. The trembling chills ceased as Daniel’s body relaxed.
“Mm…you’re so nice and warm~” Daniel sighs, nuzzling Kevin’s chest with his snout. He closes his eyes in pure bliss, swathed in the comforting embrace of his love. Beneath the blanket, Kevin could feel Daniel’s tail swaying lazily to and fro across his legs. It made him smile.
“Comfy, babe?” Daniel nods, drawing his fingers in and sinking his claws into Kevin’s fur. Kevin smiles, his own fluffy tail flicking up and down on the couch. He slipped his paws over Daniel’s claws to warm them.
“Thank you.” The little gecko whispers, his voice so soft that it can barely be heard.
“Of course, amor.” Kevin chuckles, reaching up from under the blanket to run his fingers across the scales on Daniel’s head. Anything for his little corazón, the love of his life.
Smiling, Daniel lifted his head up from off of Kevin’s chest. He brings his hands up to tenderly cup either side of Kevin’s face. The whole of his yearning was encapsulated in this very moment. Though his hands were icy, his heart was not. It burned so fiercely for Kevin, ablaze with the intensity of his love. Kevin’s own heart was afire with a desire for Daniel and Daniel only. And right now, he wanted to bury him in the heat of his affections.
Bathed in the fair glow of the still television, Kevin began to assert his passion with a plentiful number of kisses along Daniel’s jawline. Tactfully he moved to the side of the gecko’s head, adding a carnal nip for pleasure. Daniel mumbled incoherently under his breath, back arching in euphoria. He sinks his claws deeper into Kevin’s fur. Kevin then places a quick peck on Daniel’s cheek, which he then followed with a trail of gentle kisses down the neck. The tip of his little black nose brushes the collar of the hoodie. Then he slowly begins to pull back. Breaking the strain of kisses, Kevin lovingly nuzzles Daniel and then brushes his smooth nose against Daniel’s scaly snout.
“I love layin’ like this.”
“Mm…I do, too.” Daniel mumbles in agreement, his lips ghosting Kevin’s. He grinned cunningly, reaching up to tenderly caress both sides of Kevin’s face. He found himself gazingly longingly into his vivid chartreuse eyes. Then, he pushed himself upwards to steal Kevin away with a tentative kiss.
Melting into the sweet embrace, Kevin slipped his paw over Daniel’s claw before easing it away from his face. Tasting that sparkling citric zap of zest, Daniel moaned in pleasure. The two then separated only a lips’ distance apart with Kevin on his back with Daniel atop him, happy to bask in the warmth and to revel in the splendor that was Daniel. He sighed in pure bliss, his tail thumping lightly against the couch.
What a wonderful way to end a frosty evening.
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