When I first held, truly held another man, it was a cold December evening on the week that I first entered the Smash Manor. The sky was white, exhaling swarms of crystalline snow which drifted down around everyone and everything. Three-or-so inches of it was already blanketing the frosty ground around the manor. Today, people were either inside enjoying the warmth or outside enjoying the cold. I was doing the latter, naturally.
Sitting on a bench in the courtyard, I rubbed my hands together, gathering frictional warmth into my palms. Puffs of condensation materialized in front of my mouth as I breathed out softly, and inhaling, I tasted the freshly crisp air. It had been two months now that my boyfriend and I were an item, and I was loving it. Link was the sweetest, most adorable person in the history of the world, in my opinion.
Not to mention he was handsome. I loved him for his personality, but he was drop-dead gorgeous.
"Ike!"
"Ike!"
Said Hylian approached me, smiling that pretty smile that he always wore whenever we were together. "Hey, babydoll...where've you been?" I smiled too, giving him a quick peck. "Isn't this weather lovely?" His petite nose and cheeks were flushed, and I nodded to his question, reaching out to touch his face.
Like ice.
"Your face is really cold. How long have you been out here?" I asked with a laugh. "Mmm...only a few minutes. That's odd." He answered, shifting closer to me. Snow drifted onto us and around us like freezing bits of cotton. When he wanted to kiss, I could tell. I continued caressing his cheek with my thumb and pressed my lips against his, which were also cold. Our faces immediately warmed up as soon as we progressed and grew more passionate.
"Mmnn..." He moaned softly, our fingers connecting. "C'mere..." I whispered. He practically jumped into my lap, wrapping his legs around my waist and settling his bottom on my thighs. Link rung his arms around my shoulders, nuzzling his face into the side of my neck and laughing softly.
He was adorable.
"I love you..." It was barely audible, but he heard it.
An intimate moment. Finally.
He nipped at my neck softly. Link knew I liked to be the one giving the teases, not receiving them. But he obviously didn't care. I reveled in this feeling, being the submissive one for a brief moment. Brief. I squeezed his bottom firmly, enjoying how he whimpered at the sudden contact.
"HEY, IKE! HEY, LINK!"
There was a shrill, familiar voice piercing our quality time like an arrow through a target. Pit, the boy who refused to believe my current relationship status, plopped himself down on the bench next to us, smiling. "So, are you guys enjoying the snow?"
Well, we were.
Intimacy can never stay for long.
