A little Sheik/Link thing I wrote for a friend of mine. I hope she enjoys it. May be multi-chaptered. Not too sure at the moment.
Characters belong to Nintendo. Also, slight AU, I guess.
Sheik looked around, peering through the heat haze that all but obscured the end of the bridge. Death Mountain crater was boiling in temperature – so much that sometimes, before an eruption, it was said to be able to boil a man's blood in his body. Things were not that extreme yet, thank the Three, but they were quite critical. It was only through excessive training that Sheik could stand being in here at all.
Anything, of course, for his Princess. She was there, lurking in his mind and peering through his eyes, he knew, and ready to speak with him in guidance and words of wisdom, or just to talk to him like the lonely girl she likely was. At this moment, however, he could feel that she was waiting rather nervously for the great Hero of Time to show his face. The Fire Temple lay not far beyond them. He would need their help through this.
An orb of light seemed to shimmer through the wavering haze, and not long after, a red blur came running through along the cavern. Sheik's eyes did not widen, but he was very glad to see that Link was wearing a Goron's tunic. The forest boy would not be able to handle such heat without that.
Looks good in red, doesn't he?
He felt Zelda smirk in his mind, because she knew that he did agree however much he did not show it, but didn't press because she was just as fixed on their duty as he. Link was running across the bridge. Sheik would stop him when he came to the dais with the emblem of fire upon it.
Come now. That's not nearly mysterious enough. That's something I'd do. We don't want to give him any clues. Do something dramatic and exciting. You're a Sheikah, after all!
Sheik did not mind sharing his body with his Princess, truth be told, but sometimes she exasperated him, though he knew she meant it for the best. Besides, she did have a point. Link was probably used to seeing him appear from nowhere that to see him waiting patiently for him would shatter a careful image of him. He doubted, though, that it would give the young man any ideas that the Princess rode with him at these times. Link wasn't stupid, but he was far from that observant.
Nevertheless, the young Sheikah crouched from his position on one of the crags and leaped, turning gracefully in the air and landing, catlike, on the balls of his feet. He felt Link draw up short and give a small cry of surprise, and couldn't help but smile a little under his cowl. He rose gracefully, not even sweating in the heat. He could keep his own feelings down enough to do what had to be done, and Zelda also knew that this was a serious moment.
Sheik took a few steps forward, the bridge creaking as he did so. It had held the Hero of Time's weight well enough, and was designed for Gorons to roll over. They would be in no danger of plummeting into the lava.
"Sheik?" There was a slight pant in Link's voice – the suit may not have made him boil, but it still made him aware of the heat. "Sheik? What are you doing here?"
He raised his head slightly, hair shifting like silk as his eyes glowed dully at Link as he smiled underneath his cowl.
"It is something that grows over time…" He began.
Gays for Link. Well, maybe not. Oh come on. You would have said it too. All right. Shutting up now.
It was to Sheik's credit that he did not let that affect him in the slightest, but instead continued on never missing a beat once, "… a true friendship. A feeling in the heart that becomes even stronger over time…" He stopped, his gaze boring into Link's, not even seeming to notice the way that the Hylian's breathing, already heavy from the heat of the volcano, grew much more ragged.
"The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power and through it, you will know which way to go…" He murmured, voice lowering to a breathy whisper that caused the Hylian, unbeknownst to the Sheikah, to shiver slightly despite the heat. His eyes lowered, and he half closed them again, before pulling his lyre from the strap at his back and holding it in his gauze wrapped hands. "This song is dedicated to the power of the heart… listen," He said, eyes flickering up to stare directly at Link's, his voice a powerful whisper, "to the Bolero of Fire."
His fingers flew across the strings as he created a tune that could stir the heart of the most soulless of demons. After playing it once the proper way, he looked over to Link, nodding slightly. The other man took out his ocarina, wet his lips and then placed it to them. A few hesitant blows, and Sheik began playing alongside him, guiding him through the song that would bring him to this temple; guiding him through the song that would forever warm his heart.
He allowed himself to watch Link as his fingers flew over the strings of his lyre. The man was beautiful, from the way he swayed gently to the music to the way he closed his eyes whilst playing. His fingers, thicker and slightly shorter than Sheik's, were surprisingly deft as the covered and uncovered the right holes. He was a very talented musician; being able to pick out the tune on an entirely different instrument to the one he had heard it on. A few slip-ups, true, but soon he was producing them correctly, the music flowing out of the tiny instrument and ringing clearly in the air. Sheik smiled, continuing to play. He could feel it, around his heart. He could feel the power and passion of this song.
Playing together made Time stop.
Unfortunately, the music came to an end, and Sheik, after listening to the clear silence that the lack of notes brought, looked back to Link. His eyes were now open.
Sheik… that was beautiful. The Princess congratulated. Sheik felt a slight swelling of pride at the praise. Perhaps now some of the stupid comments in serious moments.
Riddles suit you. Bless him; I don't think he even has a clue who you mean. He's such a sweet little idiot.
Well, perhaps not. But at least that one was fond.
"Sheik?"
The Sheikah warrior looked back at Link with a small smile upon his lips – a smile that was hidden from Link's view, of course. The young man swallowed, taking a step forward. Sheik did not move. "Sheik… why do you do this? Why do you help me? Who are you?"
He smiled once more, bowing his head slightly. "Link… I'll see you around."
He took several steps backwards, but his exit did not go as planned, with Link running towards him only to be greeted by the flash of a deku nut whilst Sheik vanished once more. No. No, it did not go like that at all.
He felt strong hands on his forearms, holding him in place. He let out a soft gasp of surprise at that, and then felt Link's hot breath on his lips, and then the Hylian's mouth touched his own.
It was an inexperienced kiss, but Sheik could feel the power and the passion behind it. He returned it, gently smoothing along the seam of Link's lips with his tongue, his fingers slowly curling into the red of Link's tunic. Link responded with a soft moan, opening his mouth and touching his tongue to the Sheikah's. Sheik felt his breath hitch, and pushed himself closer to Link, his body moulding to the shape of the larger man's. Link pulled his cowl down the whole way, and, breaking their lips' contact, gently nipped at his chin, travelling down to his neck in awkward, searching kisses.
Sheik knew that he should not be allowing this. It was very dangerous for them both. But to feel Link against him, feel him so real and so solid and so… forward, it made him loose some control. To taste him on his lips took away even more. To feel the way he was pressed against him…
He could drown in that bliss.
As with their music, time seemed to stop.
Link's lips travelled upwards again, but not to Sheik's mouth. Instead, Link flicked his tongue out against Sheik's ear, his breath hot and ragged. Sheik mewled and arched, catlike, at the touch, and fisted a hand in Link's hair, the other travelling down to rest at his hips, clutching tightly. Time. There was not enough of it. And yet… this could not wait.
It was both a blessing and a curse when the shrill cry of "Hey, Listen!" came.
The two men almost jumped apart, but Navi hovered in between them, looking surprisingly smug for a glowing ball of blue light. She looked from one to the other, and Sheik could feel the smirk that she was giving as she did so. She shook herself, and then flew back to Link.
"The Fire Temple can't wait, Link."
Sheik used this moment to pull out his deku nuts and crack one in front of both fairy and Hylian. He leaped up and caught a rocky outcrop, and then as smoothly as any sure-footed animal, began to climb the area to get away from the scene. The heat of the cavern hid the warmth he was feeling from another source, but the arousal did not go so easily. He crouched when he felt he was high enough, licking his lips. Din, but he could still taste Link there, and still feel the velvety softness of his mouth on his…
Sheik?
"My Princess?" He asked, trying to push aside all such thoughts of Link.
You were kissing Link. And you let the fairy drag you apart?
He flushed, but attempted to keep calm. "She was right. We both had our own duty. We could not allow ourselves to be too caught up in the moment, whatever caused it."
… You are such an anus.