OC Kiss Challenge 2026 | Day 6 - Hand

today's kiss comes from Oracle, another wip i'm not actually working on but which lives rent free in my head.

length: 126 words

​warnings: non-consensual obedience

↳ in which Sage is an Oracle who isn't, Alyss is a Saviour turned Tyrant-Queen, Cat is an agent of Chaos, and the kingdom of Miraré stands on the edge of doom

​“Kneel.”

Your knees bend, crashing against the marble tile, runes flaring around you, beneath you.

“Look at me.”

Your head lifts of its own accord, no matter how you strain your muscles to fight. Your eyes lock on her face—her once beloved face, heart shaped and fair, her blond hair intricately curled and pinned beneath her new crown, her blue eyes flat as glass and just as cold and empty.

She extends her hand—bejewelled and beringed—her nails filed and painted red.

“Kiss it,” she says.

And you cannot do anything but lean forward and press your mouth against her knuckles, now lotioned and perfumed but still, to your touch, calloused. Those take time to remove.

She’s still Alyss, underneath it all, and that hurts the most.