Moonlight love and witch.., p.41
Moonlight Love and Witchcraft, page 41
After the first horse show, they had wandered over to the jousting area together, and Nemo had gotten a moment to pet the other horsies from the show (and also get a present for Logan). And now they were sitting on a bench again, watching the spectacle, and Logan and Kay had both taken one of her hands and put it into their coat pockets. So now Nemo was screaming internally because the two prettiest people in the world were holding her hands. She barely even managed to focus on the axe throwing when that happened, because they were STILL HOLDING HER.
She could have died happy right there.
But she didn’t, so she had another similar experience when they finally got home and Kay pulled Logan and her to the large couch to give them both presents.
“You didn’t have to get me anything,” Nemo mumbled in a blush, avoiding looking at the paper bag at the foot of the couch where she had her own presents for them.
“Nonsense,” Kay chuckled and sat in the corner of the couch. She pulled Nemo close, practically into her lap. Nope, it was DEFINITELY her lap. Nemo melted a little into the warm, strong person behind her. “I’m dating you both. Did you think I wasn’t going to spoil you?”
“Ah,” Logan said, dropping down next to Kay. “I suppose I won’t get your card to spoil Nemo for a while, then.”
Kay hummed and ran a finger along Logan’s jaw, making them purr. “If you’re a good girl, maybe,” she teased.
“Evil.”
“You love it.”
“Who wouldn’t?” Nemo mumbled, hugging Kay’s free arm to her chest. The big woman got the hint and squeezed her lovingly. It felt very safe and warm, and Nemo could have snuggled into her and fallen asleep right then.
“You’re cute, Sparkle,” Kay chuckled.
“It’s an art,” Nemo giggled with a happy blush. At the door to the living room, she spotted Satan, watching them with alert, green eyes before sloooowly stalking into the room.
“Anyway,” Kay hummed and reached into the paper bag next to the couch. She pulled out two objects wrapped in brown paper, one wide and flat, and the other long and rectangular. “Here you go,” she said, handing the flat one to Nemo. It felt floppy in her hands.
She tore it open excitedly and gasped at the sight of a pretty, deep black leather corset. “Aw! Thanks!” Nemo turned around to hug Kay tight. “This looks awesome! I love it!”
“Same here,” Logan said sheepishly. On their forearm rested a leather bracer with pretty patterns stitched into it and some colourful stones secured close to the wrist. “You really didn’t have to!”
“You say that as if you both didn’t get everyone gifts.” Kay pulled Logan in too. “It was our first date together, so I wanted us to have a reminder.”
“Oh! Me next!” Nemo jumped off Kay’s lap, grabbed her bag, much to Satan’s dismay who froze at her rapid movements, still stalking towards them. Nemo couldn’t help herself and jumped straight back into Kay’s arms.
“Here! It’s for you guys!” She handed Kay the heavy box with the whetstone first. The woman she’d bought it from had wrapped it for transportation, thankfully, so Kay got to open it. Her eyes lit up at seeing the design.
“This is beautiful!” She hugged Nemo with her big, warm arms. “Thanks!”
“There’s also a whetstone inside, since I’ve seen you sharpen your sword sometimes,” Nemo said as she hugged Kay back and snuggled into her. Her hair smelled really nice. Like a doggo. It dawned on Nemo that that was what she usually smelled in Kay and Logan’s house. Though she also believed that Kay loved dogs. When they’d briefly seen a puppy during their day, Kay had insisted on getting to pet it. She had been really cute, snuggling the big pupper whose tail had been wagging super hard.
“Thanks, Sparkle,” Kay chuckled and ruffled Nemo’s hair. “I’ll use it well.”
“To be HOT!” She giggled happily and reached into the bag again, getting out a much smaller package. “And this one’s for Sleepy!”
Logan smiled. “Thanks, Sparkle.” They chuckled a little at Nemo’s excited noises. “You’re that eager for me to open it, hm?”
“YES. Please,” Nemo added, lowering her voice a little. Satan stopped where he was before stalking a little closer along the couch.
The hot vampire opened their gift with a chuckle and made a soft sound at seeing the little amethyst shard attached to some fine string. “Aw, you remembered I like shiny stuff!” they joked.
“Yup! You were bitten by a magpie-bat.” Nemo beamed. “Do you like it? It’s the same colour as my hair!”
They chuckled. “I noticed. And yes.” She smiled at Nemo so very softly. “I like it very much, Sparkle.”
Nemo clapped her hands happily. “Come on, let me put it on you!” She smiled when Logan handed her the necklace. Their hair smelled nice too when Nemo leaned in and put it over their head.
“You know,” Logan said, looking really pretty and happy with their gifts, “I got you guys stuff too!”
Nemo tried very hard not to immediately jump at them and hug them too. That would have to wait until Kay removed her strong, firm arms from around her waist. … On second thought, maybe Logan should come to her. Yeah, she liked that thought.
“Here you go,” Logan said, handing a heavy, floppy package to Kay, and a smaller one to Nemo.
Kay smiled softly when she opened hers. “Aw, Logan…”
“Look,” they grumbled, rubbing their neck sheepishly. “Your old sword harness is starting to fray a little. I’m not good enough at fixing it. So I thought… You know, you could use this one, if you ever wanted to not carry your sword in your hands.”
Nemo gasped softly at the pretty cat pendant that Logan had gotten her. She could see all the little indents where tools had formed the lines and curves of the paws and the tail curling around it. It felt solid and heavy despite being smaller than her thumb, and it even had a little scar on the ear.
“It’s SATAN!” Nemo called out and hugged Logan close as Kay put her arm around the flustered vampire to pull her in. “Thank you so much! I will cherish it forever!” Suddenly Nemo was snuggled almost in between the two, and she definitely didn’t mind.
“I thought you might like it,” Logan giggled softly and squeezed her and Kay back. She kissed Nemo’s head.
“I LOVE IT!” Nemo beamed at her.
“Same here.” Kay kissed Logan’s cheek lovingly. “Thanks for this, love. You too, Sparkle.”
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Logan mumbled as Nemo fidgeted and blushed happily.
Kay shook her head. “Not just the gifts,” she said softly. “The whole day. The date. It was fun. A lot of fun.” She squeezed the two of them gently. “We should do it again sometime.”
“Nothing would make me happier,” Logan whispered, and Nemo gasped.
“I have an idea for the next date!” she announced excitedly. “We could have it when Mila and the rest of you have the big concert!”
Kay hummed. “You know what… maybe, yeah. We can have a little dinner to celebrate.”
“Sounds good,” Logan chuckled. “We don’t usually spend too much time celebrating as a band after, so that should work fine for us.”
“Okay!” Nemo giggled happily and hugged them both tight. “We’ll make food! And there will be candles, and of course everyone’s gonna look hot…” She kept babbling on excitedly, and the two hot people hugging her let her talk and make her plans.
Satan had finally mustered the courage to approach fully. He sniffed Kay’s ankles, then dashed away, out of the room. His fur was getting smoother and his meows stronger, but he was still taking things slow. Much like Nemo, who really didn’t mind going as slow as possible as long as she got to spend time with Kay and Logan.
Neon Lights and Drippin’ Blood
Waiting for the day of their performance for the next date was torture. At least to Logan. Kay took it with an enviable grace, though Logan caught her sometimes being a tiny bit lost in thought or distracted. Clearly she wasn’t the only one who pined after Nemo every waking moment. Kay was just better at hiding it.
It was a slow day at the bar. They were just about to close. Logan was helping Kay with cleaning up a little, before heading over to the venue and getting one last practice session in ahead of their performance. It was the first big gig they’d gotten (without Kay’s help) and Logan wanted it to go well.
The other werewolves apparently also wanted to come. Most of them pretended to just be interested in going to a party, but Logan knew they were there for her. It was a little sweet how they tried so hard not to make it seem like they were watching her. They were, of course. They were also making sure everything went smoothly so Logan, Kay and Nemo could have a relaxing time. Speaking of Nemo…
“Do you really have to do that right now?” Logan asked with a nervous frown as Nemo mixed some ingredients on the corner of the bar. Nemo looked up with sparkling, purple eyes.
“Yes,” she said excitedly and added a little bit of alcohol to the bubbling pot in front of her. She had set up her little brewing station there, saying that staring at Kay and Logan made her magic better.
Logan rubbed her face. “And you’re sure it won’t explode this time?”
Nemo paused. “I never said that.”
“Nemo…”
“I said it wouldn’t turn into liquid fire again. Dunno about explosions.”
“Nemo, please…”
“Look,” Nemo said with a huff. “Do you want a magically delicious drink or not?”
“I do, but not at the cost of the bar, please.”
“It’s fine,” Kay said, returning from checking that the new bathroom sink was properly installed. She ruffled Nemo’s hair fondly. “She promised no more grease fires.”
“It wouldn’t technically be a grease fire…”
“Nemo.” Kay gave her a stern look that made her blush. “Don’t burn down my bar.”
Nemo looked more in love than at all worried. “… How do you feel about atmospheric scorch marks?”
“No.”
“What if it was just—” Kay gave her another look, and Nemo grumbled. “Fiiiiine, I’ll do it somewhere else,” she relented. “Just let me try out one more thing, I promise I’ve almost got it! I think I’ll name it… the Liquid Burnnn.”
Logan snorted in amusement and crossed her arms, leaning her hip to the bar. “The Liquid Burn?”
“Yup!” Nemo beamed. “With three N’s. Three. Not four. That’d just be ridiculous.”
“Just be safe.” Kay kissed Nemo’s head, making her swoon a tiny bit. Logan’s claws came out, slapping down on Nemo’s mini cauldron as it swayed precariously.
“Careful!”
“I ammm,” Nemo giggled, too flustered and cute to really do anything but hide her face and sneak glances at Kay.
Logan shook their head. Nemo was ridiculous, but she generally knew what she was doing. Still, the scent of the smoke from the cauldron did not inspire confidence, and it stung in Logan’s nose.
“Listen, Sparkle,” they said and played with the amethyst pendant they still wore around their neck. “Kay and I are gonna be right back, and then we’ll head over to get ready for the concert. Can you clean up your stuff in that time? We don’t wanna rush you.”
“Oh, yeah, I’ll just dump it if it doesn’t turn out right,” Nemo said. She paused. “Wait, your sinks are made of steel, right?” Kay didn’t get a chance to answer before Nemo grabbed her steel ladle and dunked it into the brew before pulling it back out. “Never mind, it didn’t turn corrosive.”
Kay watched her for a moment. “Please be safe,” she said.
“Always! Now you guys go make out.” Nemo smiled. “But not actually, because I wanna watch if you do.”
“We would definitely tell you,” Logan chuckled a little nervously and headed to the end of the bar, to the door to the back rooms. “See you in ten.”
Nemo waved at her. “See you, pretty bean!”
A small, happy blush made its way onto Logan’s face as they waved Kay along to join her. They held the door for their girlfriend, then quickly closed it and leaned against it with a sigh, bracing their arms on it.
“Ah,” Kay said. “You’re hungry.”
Logan nodded with a quiet growl. The hunger in their gut was nearly unbearable. Like a fire burning in her stomach, or fangs gnawing at her insides. She hadn’t meant to run out so badly, but over the last days they’d often spent most of the day with Nemo, and Logan had seen Kay be pretty tired whenever they were alone. And… she was just a little nervous about Nemo seeing them drink.
They turned around and stared at Kay pleadingly. “Help,” they mumbled as their girlfriend already unbuttoned her shirt to expose more of her thick neck and collarbone.
“Come here,” Kay caught Logan in her strong arms as they jumped on her and nuzzled to her neck. They kissed Kay’s skin, letting her smell fill them up as she carried them over to the bed with ease.
“Fuck, I love you…” The words left their mouth in a feverish mumble.
“Love you too.” Kay sat down with Logan in her lap.
For a moment, Logan’s head was pulled back by a gentle but strong hand in their hair, and Kay kissed them. They huffed and kissed back, tilting her head and resisting the urge to nip at Kay’s lip with her fangs to get at her blood. Kay’s eyes met hers when they separated.
“You really shouldn’t let it get so bad.”
“Shush, you…” Logan mumbled and nuzzled Kay’s neck again. She delivered a single, brief lick to the spot she wanted to bite, numbing it. “I just love you.”
“Drink your fill.”
Logan bit down. Sometimes they wished that they had more of a capacity to make the drinking romantic. Say something cute before biting down, about how Kay was her very life, how she filled them and sustained them… but hunger and embarrassment always tied their tongue just when their mind formed the words in their head.
Kay knew, of course, just how much this meant to Logan. So it was okay. She could sit there in quiet, stoic dignity, watching them drink with loving eyes, and still know all the words of love and adoration that went through Logan’s mind, melding together into a simple, all-encompassing feeling of grateful adoration.
The taste of blood filled their mouth. Logan drank it up eagerly, soothing the pain in her gut a little more with every gulp. Kay’s strong hand ran to her neck, down to her back, and she held Logan close with a gentle hum.
The door slammed open and Logan jolted away from Kay as Nemo called out, “Guys, I think I’ve cracked it! It’s all about the…” Her words trailed off.
Kay sighed. “Why does everybody just barge in here?” she muttered. “There is a ‘staff only’ sign… Guess that was just a waste of money.”
Logan’s eyes were still fixed on Kay’s neck and the two small punctures in her skin, gently oozing blood. They wiped it the trickle away with their thumb and turned around to look at Nemo. Her mind was still foggy with love for Kay and the pleasant taste of blood as she licked the last traces of that exquisite red from her thumb, resting it against her gently parted lips.
Nemo stood there, blushing hard and biting her lip. She smelled nice. Really nice. Logan tasted blood and watched her as their brain tried to focus on another course of action. Then they reached out their hand.
“Come here, Nemo…” It was a whisper, barely audible over their gentle purr.
Nemo approached almost cautiously. There was a shiver in her step, and Logan wasn’t quite sure if it was from nerves or excitement. She took their hand, and Logan brought it to her bloody lips, kissing her knuckles gently. Her blood smelled just delicious…
“Um… Sorry about barging in,” Nemo mumbled.
“It’s okay,” Logan muttered and kissed another knuckle. She could see the glow of her own red eyes reflected in Nemo’s ever so gently.
“We just didn’t want to spring this on you,” Kay said, placing her hand on Nemo’s head to gently pull her into a hug. “The blood drinking.”
“I don’t mind,” Nemo mumbled.
“Do you want to join?” The words left Logan’s mouth before their mind fully grasped them. Kay’s taste still lingered on their tongue, and a part of them just really wanted Nemo’s too. Not just to compare the two and see if they were both equally delectable, but also to be closer to Nemo. To become one with her, in a way. She wanted it… needed it, and so she waited patiently for Nemo’s answer.
Nemo bit her lip again. “Can I?” she asked with a small, excited smile.
“Of course, if you want,” Kay said. “But you don’t have to.”
“Oh no, I want to. Friends give friends their blood!” Nemo paused. “Wait a minute… I’m the one who asks people for their blood!” She pouted.
Kay chuckled, and a smirk appeared on Logan’s lips. “Well, now I’m asking,” they purred deeply and pulled Nemo closer to gaze deep into their eyes. “Would you share your blood with me?”
Nemo’s cheeks coloured a bright pink. She nodded sheepishly.
“We can lie down if you’re scared of getting woozy.”
“Oh, I’d feel safer in Kay’s lap,” Nemo quickly said. “If I get woozy, she can hold me!” She watched the two with obvious, nervous excitement. There was a flustered look to her, and Logan bit her lip at just how cute she was, nearly nicking their own skin with their fangs.
Kay lout out a soft, amused huff and patted her thigh. “Come here, Sparkle.” Nemo hopped into her lap, and Logan purred even louder, squeezing her fingers as she kissed them again and made her giggle.
“So, cutie… where do you want me to bite you?” Logan mumbled. Nemo’s and Kay’s scent had an almost intoxicating effect on them. She wanted to kiss them, bite them, taste them and hold them until she melted into them, all at the same time.
Nemo hesitated. “My neck…?” she asked a little bashfully.
Logan licked her lips. They placed two fingers under Nemo’s jaw, gently tilting her head to the side. “Relax, Sparkle,” they whispered and kissed her cheek. “I would never hurt you. You’ll just feel a pinch…”
