Awakening | By : hylianspeedster Category: Zelda > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6403 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Legend of Zelda series, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
She is near, oh so near. All of my plans are so close to being fulfilled. All that needs to be done is to remove this insignificant barrier. Then, that irritating Goddess’ human reincarnation will be mine. My thoughts are suddenly disrupted as a sound echoes through the room. Who dares to encroach upon my moment? I will destroy them for their rudeness! The large doors slam shut and another presence is suddenly near. I pause mid turn as a familiar aura makes itself known. Perhaps destruction would not be necessary. I allow a smile to form upon my lips as I turn and regard the boy from the sky. He seems to be somewhat worse for wear since I last laid eyes upon him. Perhaps this temple was too much for the so called chosen hero. He watches me curiously from the across the room and my grin widens. “Well, well, well. Look who has decided to join my little celebration. You know, I was starting to get a little worried that you wouldn’t make it through the temple.” The hero frowns slightly, not sure whether I am a friend or foe. Time to enlighten him, I suppose. “How silly of me, we haven’t even been properly introduced! I am Ghirahim. And you?” He simply stares for a long moment. “Link,” he finally replies. “So you can talk. That makes things easier. Simple courtesy is important, you know. Now, on to business. What might a charming young man like you be doing in a musty old temple like this?” “I’m…exploring.” “If you’re going to lie, at least try to make it sound believable, Link,” I say in annoyance. “I don’t know how it is on your little island but some here don’t take kindly to liars.” He looks down in embarrassment, his ears slightly red. Oh, that won’t do at all. Those eyes are too mesmerizing to be hidden. I step towards him and he looks back up in surprise. As I stand over him, just watching, he grows uncomfortable, shifting from side to side. “Do you think you could stop that?” the boy finally asks. “Why?” “It’s just a little weird.” “My apologies. I was simply admiring your handsome face,” I reply, running a gloved finger down his cheek. He jerks back, nearly losing his balance in his attempt to get away. “Hey, knock that off!” I comply for the moment and I slowly circle the boy, taking in my possible foe. He watches me, tense and ready to move at a moment’s notice. Likely trying to figure out who this strange man whom he was trapped with was. I likewise was attempting to decipher this strange boy. Despite his outward reluctance toward my advances, I could see something in his eyes which wanted more. The only problem was getting him to admit it. Well, I know a way to break that seemingly unaccepting exterior I smile, watching his eyes widen apprehensively as he attempts to discover why I am suddenly looking at him this way. Then, a shout is pulled from him as I teleport to his back and quickly lick his face with my long tongue. I cannot help laughing as he flees to the other side of the room, wiping at his cheek. Then, I stop. Something seems off. I return to his side and tentatively run my tongue back along his cheek, ignoring the hands pushing at my arms. Yes, this feeling definitely has something to do with him. His taste is incredible. I lower my head until we’re level and simply look into his eyes. Apprehension fills his blue orbs, and I smirk. Before he can move, I dart forward and press our lips together. I swirl my tongue against his closed mouth, just enjoying the feeling that steadily overtakes me. Watching the boy’s face change from outright horror to confusion as we continue only adds to the sensation. Apparently this child has no experience when it comes to matters such as these. Perhaps I will have to instruct him. Breaking away, I rest my forehead against his and watch Link’s face. He still seems confused but there is something in his eyes that makes me think he wouldn’t mind continuing. As he continues to war with himself, I reach up and gently nudge his chin upwards, moving his lips closer to mine. His eyes stare down at my tongue as it slowly meanders around my mouth before darting forward to brush his. His eyes flutter and as I retract the appendage, he unconsciously follows. I smile. This might be easier than I thought. Leaning forward until we are almost touching I watch as the battle inside the boy escalates. His face flushes to the tips of his ears as my hand begins to move through his hair, dislodging the garment on his head. My other gently takes trembling fingers and run my own over them and up his arm, only causing the shaking to increase. All the while, my face remains in constant reach of his, just waiting for him to make the first move. And then it happens. A slight shift forward, a change in the blue eyes. I smile before reclaiming his lips with a soft growl. His own mouth emits a sigh just as we touch and I know I’ve won. This time, I am not so gentle. Instead of softly coaxing, I thrust my tongue between his lips, forcing them to open and claiming his mouth. Oh the tastes and sounds that make up this boy will be the undoing of me. Even with this rough treatment, he seems to be enjoying himself immensely if the hardness beginning to nudge against my leg is any indication. I break away from the kiss and bend down, half aware of his dazed eyes following me, still just a little apprehensive. I gently stroke him through the green cloth and am rewarded with a moan. Looking up I find the nervousness in his eyes replaced by a silent plead to continue. Ah, little skychild, no need to worry. I have no intention of stopping. My hand resumes its movement and his eyes fall closed in pleasure. Looking down to where a damp area had begun to form, a wicked thought came to me. Using one hand to keep the boy distracted, I lift up the green tunic, and the lacing of his loose-fitting pants comes into view. Quickly undoing it, I find myself halted by a trembling hand when I reach to pull the sections apart. “W-wait.” I watch Link as he attempts to take control of himself again. He is breathing hard, and his eyes are nearly shut but I can see the uncertainty visible in his blue eyes and I realize I may have called my victory prematurely. It looks like I’ll need to resort to some trickier methods to reclaim my hold over the boy. “Skychild,” I whisper, slowly pulling my hand from his grasp and resuming the stroking motions, drawing a whine from his half-open mouth. “Tell me, why don’t you want me to continue? You know how it makes you feel.” He is confused again, although it seems my underhanded methods are steadily converting the confusion to pleasure. I take advantage of his hesitation and slip my hand underneath his clothing, rubbing up against warm, hard flesh. With a sharp cry, he arches up into my hand and I smile. Now that he is fully back under my control, I open his pants and gently expose his member. He hisses softly as the cool temple air surrounds it but it is soon replaced by a groan as my hand begins to run up and down, tightening at random intervals. His back arches as he tries to thrust into my hand, gasping as I keep my rhythm erratic, not allowing him a chance to adjust. There is no sign of the reluctance he had once shown, his eyes wild with lust. No longer is he the shy, uncertain boy from the sky. “M-more…please…” he moans. By all means. As I continue to stroke him further and further into ecstasy, I lean forward and gently press against his lips again. I only mean for it to be a simple, gentle kiss, but this crazed boy from the sky has no such wish. As soon as we touch, his hands shoot upward and mold my mouth to his. This child is full of surprises. His attempt at dominance is awkward and messy, but I can hardly fault him his lack of skill as the pleasure he stirs in me is nearly overpowering. I reluctantly break away, he nearly crying at the loss, so as to not lose myself. This is his awakening to pleasure and I am determined to stay focused on him. As inexperienced as the boy is, I know he won’t last for long. Even now his breath turns to short pants and whines as I drag him further down into pleasure “Ghirahim…please…I-I need…” “What do you need, Link?” I whisper, my breath ghosting his ear. “I…I don’t…aah please” I frown. The child seems to be close, but something is holding him back from his release. A remnant of his former resistance? No matter the cause, I will break it down. A smirk grows on my face as a wicked thought enters my mind. Perhaps this will push the boy over the edge. Keeping the pace of stroking steady, I raise my other hand and firmly run my thumb over the depression atop his member. The result is priceless. Link screams and flings his head back, nearly cracking it against the wall as his release runs over my hand and drips to the stone floor. My grin widens and I continue stroking him, drawing cries from his throat as I force the remnants of his orgasm from him. Finally he slumps, and with a shuddering breath, weakly rests his hand on mine. “…stop now. Please…” I comply and slowly wipe his essence on my clothed leg. Neither of us says a word for minutes, the only sound being Link’s heavy breathing. Eventually, he forces himself upright and looks at me. I’m not sure what I see in his eyes. Amazement? Gratitude perhaps? Either way, it’s a welcome change from his previous feelings. I don’t know what I had expected from the Goddess’ chosen hero, but it certainly hadn’t been this. If this was the boy Hylia had picked as her champion, perhaps I had misjudged her. The girl’s presence has long since disappeared but I can’t seem to be bothered anymore. In any case, I know where she’s going next. I lean forward and press a chaste kiss to Link’s lips, relishing the soft sound he releases. As I get to my feet, Link’s eyes follow me, despite his exhaustion. “Farewell, skychild,” I say with a smile as I snap my fingers. I’ll be seeing you again I think to myself as his surprised face disappears into a cloud of diamonds.
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