Great News! I found a comic someone did on my "A Visitor in the Night" story! Lead Bullet, the creator, had drawn one scene from Ch. 3 - the one where Ganondorf was having his fun with Link while Ilia called out to him from outside his home. The comic stayed true to the details, and although just one page, did an amazing job of capturing the moment. Also, Link and Ganondorf were very accurately drawn, staying true to the game's style (not to mention Link's body looks very nice). And of course, that scene and comic is rated M.
You can view the comic here (just take out the spaces): http: / / pictures . h e n t a i - f o u n d r y . com / l / leadbullet / 104813 . jpg
Major thanks to Lead Bullet! So far, I have seen 2 other artwork that seemed to be based on my story. One is an artwork of Link and Ganondorf in the hot spring, and another was of when Ganondorf first tied Link up on their first night and gave him a blow job. All are good! Lead Bullet's my favorite and did an amazing job, and it is one of the best Link yaoi drawings I have ever seen. Major thanks for drawing out that scene!
If any of you find more, please let me know in the review section! I love seeing artwork and comics based on my stories!
And now, onto chapter 10!
Chapter 10
A bead of sweat formed on the side of the hero's temple as he carefully backed away, distancing himself from the one he least wanted to see in his life. His heart pounded wearily as he watched those sinister eyes grin at him in delight.
...he has a dangerous fascination for you.
Fi's voice echoed at the back of his head as he took another step back.
I am now sensing that weariness become a strong, unhealthy obsession with you.
He swallowed uncomfortably as Ghirahim licked his lips.
"You know, sky child, I'm afraid that we left on rather...bad terms the last time we met."
There was a slight unpleasant tone in that fake polite voice.
"You do remember how you...parted with me, right?"
Link's face nearly went pale as he felt his back hit the wooden stake door keeping him locked inside this little hut. Immediately, Ghirahim's hands flew forward and landed besides his head, the force of the impact enough to shake the wood and his body even. Link's eyes widened as that taller figure leaned forward, the demon's face only two inches away from his as he hissed with rather angry eyes.
"You must think it was rather funny when you kicked me in the groin."
Honestly, yes, Link did find it funny, except he wasn't going to say that out loud, considering his current state. He gulped as that tongue slithered threateningly in front of him, causing him to press up against the wooden stakes even more as he tried to avoid that appendage.
Ghirahim retracted his tongue, his lips curved up in a smile. "But it's all right. I do believe in paying back the kindness. After all..." He lifted up that chin, watching that bottom lip struggling to stay steady. "...I will certainly make today memorable for you as we seal our Thread of Fate." He slithered his tongue up that chin, emitting a gasp from the boy.
Link turned his face away in disgust. "What did you do with my sword?" He countered.
Ghirahim retracted his tongue. "My minions decided to take the liberty of confiscating your belongings before I found you lying unconscious in here. Honestly, I don't know what they did with them, nor do I care." He cupped Link's face harshly. "What I do care though, is that whatever was in that sword of yours will not be able to...interrupt us today."
Link's eyes widened, and he immediately pushed Ghirahim back. "Don't touch me!" He shouted.
Ghirahim chuckled amusingly. "So feisty, just the way I like it." He threw out his arms. "You have certainly earned my attention in every possible way." A dark shadow cast over his eyes. "Today, I will bask in that wonderful voice of yours as you scream until your ears bleed."
Link gritted his teeth, and in a fighting stance, shouted, "I'd rather die than let you touch me."
Ghirahim raised his head, not amused. "Then consider your wish granted." He snapped his fingers.
Link heard a small sound, and whirled around to find the wooden stakes at the entrance disappear. Before he could react, he felt his enemy suddenly push him out. The hero stumbled back a couple of steps, quickly recovering just in time to see the wooden stakes appear again, his enemy now staring at him from inside the hut.
"Have fun prolonging your death...weaponless."
Link blinked and upon hearing footsteps, whirled around. He gaped as he watched five bokoblins surround him, each holding a weapon ready to chop him into pieces. The adrenaline rushing through his veins, he snapped his head left and right, trying to find an escape route, but his environment proved difficult for an escape, if not impossible. The sound of screeching bokoblins filled his ears, making his heart leap. Without his sword and shield, he was practically vulnerable in front of these creatures. Suddenly, a bokoblin swung his blade down. Link dodged it, receiving a small gash on his uniform in the right shoulder. Immediately, another bokoblin attacked him, and the hero rolled onto the floor to avoid the hit. Finding himself at a disadvantage, the hero searched the area desperately. But with the bokoblins in his way, his chances of running past them without getting his limbs chopped off was very low. As Fi would say, he had probably a 5 percent chance of survival.
Speaking of Fi...
Link clenched his fists. Was she all right? What have the bokoblins done with her? His situation looking extremely grim, Link decided to worry about finding Fi later. After all, he needed to figure out how to survive...
Swoosh!
The Skyloftian cried out as he nearly missed a scrape to his left arm. He stumbled back, his body hitting the wooden stakes blocking the entrance to the hut.
"My, my, hero Link. Are you having fun dancing with my minions?" Ghirahim mocked, chuckling at the scene.
"Shut-up! I'm going to kill you after this!"
"Oh? And how will you do that? After all, it looks like you're about to be chopped into little pieces very soon."
Link furrowed his brows, silently cursing his luck as he watched those bokoblins begin to close in on him, the bloodthirsty intent clear in those creature's large eyes.
"It's a pity, though," Ghirahim yawned as he leaned against the wooden stakes near Link's ear. "After you die, who will protect your precious spirit maiden?"
Link froze, the blood completely gone from his face. He peered back over his shoulder.
Ghirahim grinned. "What do you think will happen when I get to the second Time Gate? And I assure you, I will find out where it is." He threw his hand over his forehead in an exaggerated manner. "Oh, but that would mean we won't be able to meet the next time. That just sounds so dreadful." He fell into a woeful state. And then, he stopped, suddenly learning forward and whispering slowly into his ear, "However, I can offer you an alternative option." He smiled as he watched that boy press his back further up against the wooden stakes, growing more anxious as the bokoblins came closer. "A choice, as a matter of fact. You can take your chance with my minions, although I can pretty much assure you that you will not be able to survive. At the very least, your arms would be cut off, and you would never be able to wield your sword. OR..." Ghirahim's lips curved up even wider. "You can choose to come back in here. And I can assure you, with me, at least you'll be alive."
"Like I want to be anywhere near you!" Link shot back, although he immediately snapped his head at the bokoblins now arriving dangerously close.
"Then have fun," Ghirahim merely said as he sprawled out his fingers and admired his hand. "At least I can enjoy the sound of your screams as you're getting butchered. It's a pity though that your little girlfriend will not be so lucky."
The words hit the spot, and he watched the sky child stiffen.
Ghirahim grinned. "Goodbye, sky child. I'll be sure to take good care of her."
Link shook, his eyes enlarged as he faced the reality of his options. Zelda...No...he promised...he promised her he would...
His best friend's tearful eyes smiled down on him before she fell into her long slumber.
The hero gritted his teeth, a twist of pain in his heart at his dilemma. He watched in horror as a large blade swung down towards him in what felt like an eternity, ready to slice his head in half.
"WAIT!" He brought up his arms to block the deadly blow.
Suddenly, Ghirahim snapped his fingers.
The hero, whose eyes were closed tightly shut, slowly opened them and lowered his arms. Blinking, he saw a diamond-filled barrier in front of him.
And bokoblins now cowering away in fear.
"Be gone! He's mine now!" Ghirahim ordered.
The bokoblins screeched, frightened, and immediately all scrambled away from the hut.
The moment the creatures turned away, Link heard the fingers snap again behind him, felt two hands grab his shoulders and pull him back roughly until he fell onto the floor, and heard another snap of those fingers. On the ground, Link looked up and watched the wooden stakes appear again at the entrance. This time, however, a barrier also surrounded the whole hut, nearly blocking the view of the outside.
"I don't want any distractions or disruptions," Ghirahim said behind him.
Link immediately got up onto his feet and turned around, facing his enemy. His heart pounded fiercely and lungs breathed erratically from having nearly met his death. He watched Ghirahim glide over to him, reaching out a hand to stroke the side of his cheek before fingering a lock of his hair.
"Such loyalty and dedication...all foolhardy qualities," the demon hissed as he watched the apprehension fill those beautiful blue eyes. "You would go through anything for that maiden of yours. So touching, your willingness to come back here just so you can stay alive to protect her..." Ghirahim cupped his face, watching those azures now become defiant. "Marking you today will be the highlight of my life until I am able to bring back my master."
"Don't think I agreed to anything!" Link shouted.
"Oh?" Ghirahim raised a brow. "So you're saying you want me to throw you back to my minions? Sure, I can grant that request. In fact, I'll be sure to have the rest of their friends join in on the fun as well." At this, the hero didn't say anything, his face rather bleak. Ghirahim smiled. He pulled Link closer in, emphasizing straight into his face, "Don't forget, you chose this. This was your decision." Ghirahim ran his tongue across those lips. "And I will carve today's memory deep within your body, mind, and heart."
Link felt himself pushed back roughly against the wall of the hut as he was smoldered with aggressive kisses. He tried to push that face away, but only found his mouth forced open as that disgusting tongue demanded entry and went down his throat. Gasping in shock, Link struggled, heart pounding and throat convulsing when he felt his groin groped roughly. His eyes widened, and he pulled away from that mouth. "Stop!"
"Don't lie, sky child. You know you like this!"
Ghirahim squeezed his crotch, emitting a painful cry. Link felt his knees quivering, his heart racing as his enemy latched his teeth onto the tip of his ear and chewed. The hero gasped and struggled. "No...ahh..." He flung his head back, his face flushed as Ghirahim massaged his groin through his pants. Soon, that hand released his package and hooked onto his belt. Bright blue orbs shook as the sound of the belt being undone slowly reached his ears. Link's heart pounded even more as the belt fell to the floor with a poignant clang, further emphasizing to him his current predicament. His enemy tilted his chin up and latched onto his lips, the heated kiss seducing him and leaving him breathless. And then, Ghirahim backed away. Panting from that sudden rush, Link tried to regain composure as he watched his enemy carefully. He saw the demon remove his cape and lay it down gently on the floor. Ghirahim then motioned him to it with his hand.
"Please, lie down. It will be more comfortable."
Link gaped. His enemy was going to be polite about this? The hero, of course, refused, backing away cautiously. However, Ghirahim was on him within a blink of an eye, and the demon grabbed his arm and threw him onto the cape on the floor. Link landed flat on his face on the fabric and immediately flipped back around when his enemy grabbed his left leg and swiftly slipped off his boot. Shocked, Link began kicking when Ghirahim grabbed his other leg and tossed that boot to the side. The reality of what was to happen now sinking in, Link turned and stumbled back onto his now bare feet as he ran to the entrance and tugged on the wooden stakes, shaking them anxiously. With a burst of energy, he pushed, pulled, and shoved, trying to get rid of the stakes as he pounded and clawed desperately. There must be a way out. There must be! He kicked and punched and cried in frustration, angry and yelling at the wooden stakes that refused to budge. Ignoring the pain in his fingers as he punched and tugged in vain, Link felt any bit of hope left growing less and less. Barely leaving a scratch, Link stopped and tried to catch his breath when he felt the other individual hover over him, breathing down on his neck. Heart beating loudly, Link shivered at hands running down the side of his arms, sliding slowly, soothingly, feigning to comfort him. Lips whispered chillingly, "There's no escape this time, Link." He could hear the smile on those lips. "You are mine now." Ghirahim kissed the back of his neck, massaging his arms and shoulders.
Link swallowed nervously. Distraught, he gripped those wooden stakes with shaky hands. No, it can't be like this. It can't! He was not about to be...by his enemy...there must be a way to escape! He frowned, completely distressed as his enemy continued to massage him. Link knew very well that his enemy was doing this to break him down slowly, cruelly, wanting to torment him even more. He choked down his emotions and pounded on the wooden stakes one more time, with each fist thrown down growing weaker as his resolve began to subside. Even if he was to remove the stakes, he still had to deal with the barrier of magic surrounding the hut.
"Come back to me, sky child," Ghirahim whispered into his ear.
Link felt himself being led back slowly, carefully, his hand still reaching out for his only exit as fingers wrapped around thin air hopelessly. He was lowered onto his back against the cape on the floor. Fear gripping him, Link sat halfway up and watched Ghirahim crawl over him and run his hand through his hair, slipping off his hat. His enemy then grabbed the bottom of his green tunic and lifted it over his head, forcing it off despite his struggles. The next came his chainmail, and Link shivered as his layers of defense were literally stripped off him. Now only down to his white shirt, pants, gloves, and bracers, Link felt that large hand push him down onto his back.
Ghirahim licked his lips, admiring the sight of pure terror and anxiety in those bright blue eyes. Oh, he was going to enjoy devouring this boy finally. He will seduce him mercilessly. However, he was going to also make this painfully slow for the boy. After all, he didn't want this to be over so quickly.
No, he wanted to make sure every second of this was carved in the sky child's mind.
Link watched wearily as Ghirahim grabbed his hand, biting his finger playfully before gripping a part of his glove with his teeth and slipping it off. The demon did the same with the other hand before gently kissing the back of his hand. The blood rushing through his veins with great apprehension, Link shuddered as Ghirahim removed his bracers. But what shocked him most was when Ghirahim took his fingers and licked them individually, effectively sucking on them as he tasted every single appendage. The hero gasped, his heart racing in confusion as his fingers were sucked on and licked while those sinister large eyes watched him like a predator. Ghirahim then spread out his hand and ran his tongue across his palm, causing shivers down his spine. The demon spread his saliva and kissed his wrist, pulling his arm upward and stroking the toned muscle at a straight angle. Ghirahim was breaking him in slowly, and this troubled Link tremendously. The Skyloftian gasped as two hands now traveled up his chest and roamed in circular motions before slipping underneath. Those cold hands made Link shiver, and he struggled even more defiantly as the white shirt was pulled off of him.
"Hold still you stupid sky child!" Ghirahim hissed as he tossed the garment to the side and pinned the boy down. "If you don't cooperate, I won't hesitate cutting off your limbs myself with my sword." He snapped his fingers and made the sword appear in his hand. He brought the blade down threateningly, emphasizing his point as blue orbs widened at how close the sword was. "Remember, you are completely weaponless. If you do so choose to face the wrath of my blade, I'll be glad to grant you that request." Ghirahim made his sword disappear. Satisfied that he grilled his threat in, he immediately latched his lips onto a nipple, earning a delightful cry as he sucked and bit and nibbled, watching the pink bud become erect. He smiled as the boy began to moan and arch his back. Oh yes, he was going to drive this boy mad today, even more so than before.
Link tossed his head to the side as Ghirahim played with his nipple with his mouth, making the temperature in his body rise. The hero let out a surprised cry as both of his nipples were now toyed with by those chilling hands. He felt a thumb press up against them hard before twisting and pinching. Feeling them become swollen, he shut his eyes tightly, not wanting to see what was happening. But Ghirahim suddenly snatched his lips onto his, kissing him harshly as his fingers continued to tease his nipples. Heart pounding fiercely, Link felt those lips now trail down his chin and neck, seducing his resolve. He trembled as Ghirahim placed both hands underneath his back and arched them upward towards his lips for better access. He felt that long tongue run down the center before circling his navel playfully, tickling him. Link whined as Ghirahim mouthed his stomach and marked him.
The demon lord lifted up his head for a moment to admire the sight before him. The boy was breathing heavily, eyes clenched shut and face turned away, clearly trying to take his mind off of it, although in vain. Ghirahim smiled, licking his lips hungrily at the contrast of the pale body against his crimson cape. The sky child was fit and toned. He had to admit, it was a rather beautiful body. But, not more beautiful than his own, of course. Ghirahim's heart filled with rainbows at finally having this chance to fully taste the sky child. He ran his hands up and down the edge of that waist, purposefully making this painfully slow as he let the reality sink in even deeper for the boy. Fingers rippled across the soft, smooth skin. Ghirahim brought his lips down and marked the boy, licking every inch of his chest. He grazed his teeth over a shoulder and sucked, producing shivers in that body. He heard the boy's breathing hitch as his hands and mouth seduced him further.
Link breathed deeply at two hands massaging his shoulders so tenderly as his enemy graced his lips over his left flushed cheek. The hero gasped and quickly stifled his voice when Ghirahim began playing with his knee, twirling his fingers around the surface and tickling him. Suddenly, Link tensed as hands now landed on the hilt of his pants. He lifted up his head just in time to see Ghirahim grab the top of his pants with his mouth and begin slowly slipping them off. On instinct, Link threw out his hand and grabbed his pants, preventing them from fully being pulled off. The demon lord shot him a warning glare, reminding him silently of his alternative. Reluctantly, the hero released his hand as his pants and underwear were simultaneously removed, leaving him completely stark naked and vulnerable.
There in front of him, his arousal stood proud and true. Self-conscious, Link tried to cover himself, squeezing his legs together when Ghirahim pried them apart and began kissing along the inner side of his left thigh. Link shivered as a tongue trailed across his skin before switching to his other thigh. He could feel Ghirahim sucking on his skin harshly, leaving more marks on him. Link struggled to suppress his voice as he gasped at the strange feelings clouding his mind. He watched as his enemy crawled back up and kissed him with unbridled passion, hands now roving through his hair freely. His lips were playfully chewed on and teased as sharp teeth bit into the bottom part and caused a little bit of blood to come out. Link hissed at the pain as Ghirahim cleaned up the blood and licked the inner caverns of his mouth, mixing the metallic taste with saliva. He flinched when a hand began fondling his flat breast, massaging and squeezing possessively until he gasped into his enemy's mouth. Fingers summoned his body, demanding cooperation as they reached between his legs. Link tossed his head to the side, breathless as the kisses trickled down his neck while that cruel hand groped his groin and ran its palm against it. He clenched his eyes shut, tensing as he felt himself harden against his will. He quietly scolded his body for betraying him. He contorted his face, struggling to stiffen his voice as Ghirahim stroked him slowly, tenderly, intimately.
"Such a pure, virgin body," Ghirahim smiled as he grasped a lock of hair and took in a whiff of that sweet aroma. He lowered himself further down until he was now facing the area below the hero's waist.
Link, dazed for a moment, suddenly spasmed and cried out as Ghirahim engulfed his member. "OH!" The hero moaned loudly, shocked as lips slid up and down and tongue wrapped around his shaft, producing exhilarating sensations. He shook and tossed his head left and right, eyes wide open at the intense stimulation of Ghirahim's mouth sucking him hard. He unwillingly thrust his hip upwards, hands gripping the cape beneath him as toes curled up at pleasure, more pleasure, and more pleasure. "Noo..." He protested weakly, mewling at Ghirahim's talented mouth and tongue sweetening his arousal.
"I know how much you love this," Ghirahim grinned as he grazed his teeth over the shaft before placing his lips at the tip and giving it a good hard suck.
Link's eyes flung wide open, and he moaned loudly as Ghirahim remained around the tip and sucked, and sucked, and sucked, licking the most sensitive small area with that slithering tongue. His enemy seduced his erection, driving Link wild. The hero gripped the cape tighter within his hands as he squirmed and let out a series of short cries. "Too much!" He arched his back, visibly distraught. "Oh...mmm...ngh...!" Link began spewing out gibberish, unable to speak coherently as Ghirahim's talented mouth over his arousal melted him. How can something so wrong feel so...good? His enemy drowned him cruelly, letting the pleasure drag him down to the bottom of the pit. That long tongue flicked against the tip in teasing rhythms as lips sucked and produced striking stimulations that stun his body each time. His eyes rolled towards the back of his head, his body brimmed with heat, his mind became feverish, and the hut began to spin. He began shaking, spasms gripping his body when, suddenly, his member jolted and Link jerked his head. He let out a loud cry and arched his back, reaching a wonderful, blissful light while spewing out his juices and hearing the sounds of his enemy slurping the liquid all up. It was amazing, it was magnificent, and it was fatal to his sanity for he should not be feeling such wonderful pleasure delivered by the enemy he despised the most. But his body caved and welcomed the sexual gratification, and his voice gave a drawn out, subdued whine as the last bit of that climax rode him. Falling back down and catching his breath, Link closed his eyes and furrowed his brows, nearly fainting as the echoes of the orgasm rippled through his body. It was so exhilarating that he felt his grip on reality start to slip away.
Ghirahim licked his lips, savoring the taste as he watched that flushed body breathe heavily before him. Those cheeks basked in an afterglow, and that strong chest rose up and down from the intense blow job he just gave the hero. His appetite growing impatient, Ghirahim felt his own arousal become unbearable, and thus, proceeded to strip himself of his clothing.
By the time Link opened his dazed eyes, his enemy was sitting on his knees, staring down at him with a smile...
And completely naked.
Shocked, Link sat halfway up, the fear evident in his eyes.
"Don't be shy, sky child," Ghirahim caressed those flustered cheeks. "You can look all you want."
"Why would I want to look at something so disgusting?" Link spat defiantly. This hit a nerve, and Ghirahim slammed him back against the floor, knocking the wind out of him.
"Don't act like you're so smart, sky child." He said, gripping that neck tightly as he temporarily stopped the circulation and watched that face grimace and gasp desperately for air. "I can make this as painful for you as you want."
When Ghirahim released him, Link coughed and breathed in air in relief. Suddenly, he was flipped onto his stomach. Before he could react, kisses trailed down his back, and Link stiffened at those lips marking him aggressively. But he was taken off guard when a tongue ran down the rim of his bottom. Shocked, he clawed at the cape on the floor as he threw his head back at something slimy rousing the crevice of his bottom. And then, something wet and soft probed his entrance. Link shuddered in disbelief, knowing very well that that was his enemy's tongue. He gasped as Ghirahim sucked on the entrance, licking and smearing it with saliva. He moaned and grunted as his entrance was moistened with a mixture of hot and cold. In an instant, his erection rose, and the throbbing became painful as he craved for release between his legs.
"No! Ah...please...ugh..." Link closed his eyes and cried out devastatingly as Ghirahim stroked him at the same time, running his hand up and down his shaft and pumping his arousal relentlessly. The hero was horrified at how quickly he hardened. He thrust into that hand as the simultaneous pleasuring further weakened his resolve and amplified the sensation. This was a cruel thing fate had dealt him. He was beyond humiliated at having his body being molested like this. Why...why was he chosen to be the hero? Why must he endure such torture? No, he should not be thinking of that now! Everyone was counting on him! He had to figure out a way to escape and help Zelda!
"Ahh..." Link moaned beside himself as Ghirahim diverted all his senses to the area between his legs. It wasn't long before he came again, launching more milky liquid out of his manhood. He sighed as he rested for a few seconds before his enemy took a swipe of the cum and began shoving his finger into his entrance. Link grimaced and gasped as another finger entered him and probed him, effectively smearing the cum mixed with saliva inside him.
"Look how wet you are."
"Shut-up!" Link jerked his head and grunted, his member hardening again. Pre-cum hard already formed at the tip, and he scolded himself for his inability to numb the pleasure, but the mesmerizing caresses and generous attention to his nether regions overpowered his sense of control. His dignity, his line of defense, his integrity - everything was slowly being peeled away, about to leave him with nothing. Those fingers scissored him and circled, loosening him thoroughly.
"Relax," Ghirahim whispered into his flushed ear as he fingered him thoroughly. "Just relax." His tone was strangely soothing, kind, and even calming...
And remember, Ghirahim has not fully marked you...
Link's eyes flickered wide open. What was he doing? This was the last thing Ghirahim had not done to him. He can't let this happen! He must escape now!
Ghirahim watched in surprise as Link suddenly slipped off his finger and whirled around to push him away. The sudden strength in that shove surprised the demon lord for a second.
"I changed my mind!"
"What?" Ghirahim blinked, temporarily dumbfounded.
"I don't want this!" Link began struggling.
Ghirahim grabbed his wrists, trying to pin him down. "Hold still!"
"Get away from me!" Link shouted louder, refusing to yield.
Ghirahim was not pleased with this sudden turn of events. "You can't change your mind now!"
"I'd rather take my chances with the bokoblins!" Link fought desperately, punching and even clawing at his enemy as the pair struggled. He had to escape. He had to escape! He crawled and scrambled, panicking in utter desperation. His enemy chased after him, grabbing his ankle and making him fall back onto the floor as he was dragged back. He got back up again, shoving and shouting and kicking, but Ghirahim proved to be too strong, and he felt himself lifted midair and slammed onto his back painfully against the cape.
"You stupid sky child!" Ghirahim wrestled with the boy, panting from this sudden outburst as his patience was now gone. "I was going to be gentle with you, but now you're asking for it!"
Link felt his legs spread apart and cupped into the air. "No!" He struggled, trying to get away. "STOP!" His blue eyes widened in horror as he tried to push that body off of him. "NO!" A sharp, gut-wrenching pain suddenly ripped through his body, and Link screamed as Ghirahim thrust into him relentlessly. He clawed at his enemy, pushing him and at the same time grabbing on as he flung his head back at how big the demon lord was. His body shook violently, feeling incredibly tight.
"Look, sky child. We are one."
Link shivered and raised his head hesitantly as he stared in horror at where his bottom was joined with his enemy.
"We are now connected here," Ghirahim smiled, motioning where his member was completely submerged inside him. "Doesn't it look beautiful?"
Link shook his head, unable to accept what was happening as his mind entered a state of shock at the sight.
Ghirahim...was inside him...No, this can't be. It was just another nightmare!
In an instant, Link screamed as Ghirahim angled himself and pounded into his prostate, sending riveting pleasure throughout his body. "STOP!" Link cried out. "GET OFF ME!" He could hear Ghirahim laugh loudly in delight as he plunged into him. The horror of his enemy inside him and the overwhelming pleasure showering him with cruel generosity was too much, and Link screamed, and screamed, and screamed. And the more he screamed, the more Ghirahim laughed. The hero screamed so much as he was thrust into that his voice cracked and his throat became hoarse. He fell into spats of moans and cries and whines and whimpers as Ghirahim changed his pace and began creating slow, deep thrusts. He became slightly delirious as his enemy's cock hit every nerve inside him deliberately and pierced his mind and soul. He arched his back and groaned while his body succumbed to the overpowering pleasure devastating him. And then, Ghirahim began stroking him, fostering his sinful arousal as he was tended to kindly and cruelly. "Please, stop!" Link resorted to pleading. "Ahh...oh...!" Suddenly, his enemy momentarily paused, sliding nearly out of him. For a moment, Link felt relieved, panting hard...
...until the demon thrust into him full throttle and struck his prostrate brutally.
Ghirahim basked in the erotic scream and laughed. The sky child felt amazing! He swung his hips and began rotating them, sending the hero convulsing and teetering over the edge. He hungered for more, the primal instincts filling his eyes. He groaned and laughed as he watched the boy wither under the pressure and cry out more aroused moans as his prostrate was stroked and stressed. The sight of that erotic face as he inflicted more shame and humiliation onto him - it was almost enough to make him come too soon!
Link began to lose his voice as he screamed at the relentless penetrations sending him into a frenzy. His enemy then embraced him and suffocated him with kisses, whispering cruel things into his ear and pounding into him mercilessly. Link turned his face away, horrified as Ghirahim wrapped his arms tightly around him possessively and kissed his neck passionately, intimately, grasping his locks of hair and demanding submission. The hero moaned some more as his enemy fell back into steady rhythms and thrusts, overbearing him with more sensual gratifications. His dignity had been chipped away little by little, but now, he was losing everything. He groaned beside himself, his mind in turmoil as hot lips dominated his mouth. Link tried to fight back again, gasping against the kiss, but his wrists were now pinned against the floor. Ghirahim rode him hard, purposefully shattering every bit of sanity he still had. Saliva trickled out of the corners of his mouth as his enemy licked him and devoured him, ravishing his body. Link soon became tired of screaming, and he coughed and choked instead, his throat hurting.
But Ghirahim wouldn't let that be. The demon sunk his teeth deep into that flesh near the left collarbone, deriving more beautiful screams. He licked up the blood, proud of the broken skin as he rocked this boy's body and bit deeper until he was sure the boy would pass out from screaming. He released his mouth and paused for a moment. Link was completely distraught, breathing erratically at the wound and the foul thing inside him. But his face contained a mix of erotic arousal, with pink cheeks and flushed ears brimming brightly. Yes, Ghirahim loved those ears. The demon grabbed those ears and began stroking them as he continued his thrusts. The sky child looked simply adorable, and Ghirahim wanted more of him.
Link's eyes glazed over, and he whimpered and whined at the deep penetration that kindled the fire in his body, as well as the hands fondling his ears that made his skin turn redder. He looked up and saw those eyes watching him - those cruel eyes that smiled and laughed with sadistic lust for shattering what little resolve he had left. Dark, animalistic eyes stayed on him the whole time as the demon thrust, and thrust, and thrust, basking in the eroticism and terror on his face. His enemy pressed his body deeper against his, embracing him closer to him as he wanted him to feel every inch of his skin and flesh.
"Ah..!" The pleasure was too much, and the hero drowned as hands roamed possessively over his back, heated kisses suffocated him, and that large thick appendage probed him mercilessly. He was losing his breath. He was losing his sense of self. He was reaching that pinnacle in the most unfathomable manner as he climbed higher, and higher. No, this wasn't happening. This wasn't happening!
"NO!" Link suddenly flung his head back and let out one last scream as the deep intensity of the orgasm ripped through his body unlike any other before, the mind-blowing ecstasy spreading throughout his limbs like wildfire as his muscles tensed and spasmed. He came hard, releasing a stream of cum onto his stomach as he shuddered uncontrollably. He cried out, blue eyes widening at Ghirahim grunting and unleashing his load inside him, shocking him as he was filled to the brim.
Finally, his enemy fell on top of him, tired. Link panted heavily, his own body hot and sweaty.
And now completely marked.
Link threw his hands over his face, unable to suppress the emotions anymore as shameful tears streamed down his cheeks. The hero mourned the loss of his virginity, the loss of his dignity, and the loss of his integrity. He was now fully tainted, completely impure. If he had not disappointed Zelda before, he surely had now.
He had disappointed his best friend. He had disappointed the Goddess Hylia. He had disappointed Fi. And he had disappointed himself. Falling into a state of despair, Link was unable to stop the tears from falling down as he bemoaned his failure and sobbed.
Ghirahim lifted up his head and glanced down at the beautiful sight. So fragile, so delicate - that pride now shattered and that spirit broken. He smiled, his heart fluttering in delight. The boy looked as though he had been ravished thoroughly (which was exactly what happened), with his hair disheveled, small bruises littered over his body, tiny wounds tainted with dried blood, and cum stains surrounding his groin. The hero was a complete wreck. Ghirahim pried those hands away and began lapping up the tears, speaking gently into his ear, "Why do you despair, sky child? You loved every moment of this."
The gentle tone was cruel, mocking, and it twisted Link's heart as he choked on his tears and coughed while Ghirahim caressed his cheeks and kissed him lightly on the head.
"Our Thread of Fate is sealed."
"I hate you..." Link choked quietly between sobs. "I hate you!" He sniffled as Ghirahim kissed his neck and mouthed his Adam's Apple, deriving an unwilling groan. His enemy cradled him and comforted him, throwing more kindness on him like hot coals that burned and seared. Fingers whispered along his ears, twirling his locks of hair and tracing the contours of his face before hands brought his head back against his enemy's chest.
And then, Link felt himself turned gently onto his stomach as his lower half was propped onto his knees with his bottom sticking up in the air. Freezing, his heart raced as Ghirahim slid inside him once more and proceeded to thrust. Link cried out and gripped the cape, shaking as his enemy snaked a hand around him and, this time, cupped his balls before massaging.
"Stop!" He arched his back. "Enough!" His limbs shook violently. "ENOUGH!" The hero opened his mouth in surprise at his erection rising again, and he buried his face into the cape as the demon used his other hand to grope his chest. He gasped at the gratifying pleasure, his roused body rocking as Ghirahim sped up the pace and pivoted against his prostate. Link lifted up his head in shock at the constant, poignant, abuse to that cursed bundle of nerves that betrayed him. Unable to endure anymore of this, he felt his mind begin to lose itself as his eyes glazed over in an intoxicated drunken daze. His fingers curled as Ghirahim pounded into him from behind, fondled his sack mercilessly, and kissed all over his back before latching down on his ear and refusing to release him. Pain trickled down his earlobe in a stream of crimson red, and he opened his mouth at the combination of pain and pleasure as sharp teeth pierced through. He panted hard as Ghirahim now slowed his thrusts down to deep, full-throttle ones.
"Ah!"
Another thrust.
"Ah..!"
Another thrust.
"Ahh...!"
Another thrust.
Link's head was dizzy by how excruciatingly wonderful this felt as his balls were played with and massaged and his sweet spot tended to. He mewled and whined, plagued by the overwhelming stimulations that reduced him into a whimpering puddle. Finally, he let out a long hoarse cry as he shuddered and shot out more cum, dirtying the cape. Gasping, he shivered as his entrance was filled again, the milky liquid overflowing and trickling down his legs.
Link collapsed onto the cape, completely exhausted and drained both physically and mentally. The climax coursed through his body, embracing him with its lingering touches while his enemy pulled out of him. Limbs now limp, he panted breathlessly with his face turned on its side, his violated body sore and abused. His enemy's essence inside him, leaking out of his bottom - Link was too traumatized to fully register it. His vision began to blur, going out of focus as he heard cruel sweet whispers in his ears.
"Sky child..."
Deep whispers called out to him.
"Sweet sky child..."
Those whispers held him and dragged him deep down into a dark tunnel. And then, he fainted.
When Link opened his eyes, he saw the familiar ceiling of his own room. Blue orbs immediately widening, he sat up in bed. He glanced around, finding his sword and shield by his desk, and his pouch of items placed on the top. The hero immediately felt his body, checking himself.
No, it was just a dream. A nightmare. A horrible, horrible nightmare. The hero blinked before falling into slight delirious fits of laughter. He dropped his forehead into his hands, groaning in frustration. It was the worst nightmare he had ever had. And he was now greatly relieved to have woken up from it. He fell back onto the mattress, sighing. Everything felt so real this time. He remembered the fear that gripped him throughout the ordeal. Taking in a deep breath, he immediately hopped out of bed. He needed to get ready and be on his way to head towards Eldin Volcano. He only needed one more part of the Song of Hero. For a moment, he paused, wondering if the nightmare was a premonition. He shuddered.
He should be careful when he arrives at his destination.
After some preparations, the hero eagerly stepped out of the academy and breathed in the fresh air. He had never felt so relieved to be awake. He debated running some errands first, but excited to finally near the end of this quest, he ran towards the platform closest to his school. Upon reaching it, he was about to leap off and call for his loftwing when his sword beeped repeatedly. Link stopped and watched Fi appear before him.
"Morning Fi."
The sword spirit floated silently before him.
Link blinked. "Is there something wrong, Fi?"
"My apologies, Master, but I'm afraid I'll have to wake you up from this peaceful dream of yours."
Link froze. "What?" He blinked multiple times.
"Everyone is depending on you. Her grace is depending on you. And I apologize as I know waking you up will be cruel to you, but it is necessary."
Link took a step back. "Fi...?"
"I have my full confidence in you. I am relatively nearby. Please, come find me."
Suddenly, she faded away.
Link stood there, aghast. "Fi?" He called out. "Fi?" He pulled out his Master Sword, staring at it. "FI!" No, this feels real, right? This was his reality, wasn't it? Placing the sword back into his sheath, he stared out into the clouds. With determination to prove this to himself, he leaped off the ledge and whistled. Spreading out his arms and legs, he prepared to land on his loftwing.
Except, his loftwing didn't come. Come to think of it, Link realized he couldn't sense his bird at all.
He whistled again.
Still, nothing.
He whistled furiously, finding himself coming closer to the clouds. Heart pounding in horror, Link watched as his body fell straight through the white patch that engulfed him completely.
He shook, blinking dazedly as his vision slowly came into focus. Feeling the side of his face up against a rather hard yet slightly soft surface, he tilted his head and found himself staring at a strange shade of white gray color.
A bare chest.
He blinked, shivering at a hand stroking the side of his arm back and forth, back and forth. Realizing he was lying on his side, Link felt soft fabric covering him. Blinking some more, he noticed he was curled up rather closely to...to...
Link snapped his eyes upwards, finding that dreadful face smiling down on him. Ghirahim was leaning on his arm, his other hand caressing his hair and cheek as he watched him with a smile.
"Did you rest well, sky child?"
Tears welling up in the hero's eyes, Link wept quietly at having been cruelly pulled away from his much deserved peaceful dream, only to be brought back to this harsh reality.
Ghirahim pulled him in closer, comforting him and embracing him as he ravished that sobbing face with more kisses.
When Link fell back asleep, he didn't dream this time. When he woke up, he found his enemy gone. Wrapped up within that large cape, the hero slowly searched the area groggily. His clothes had been tossed to the side all over the hut. He had the urge to dress himself decently with whatever shred of integrity he still had left, if any. But his body was sore and bruised, and he fell back onto the floor and snuggled deeper within the fabric, even if it was his enemy's cape. He wanted to rest. He just wanted to rest and not remember what he had just been through. How much time had passed? Surely, the day had not finished, had it?
Link glanced out at the blocked entrance. The barrier Ghirahim created made it difficult to see, not to mention the skies were still filled with dark clouds and ashes. It was hard to surmise if it was day or night at the moment. Link groaned at how much his body ached, but none of that pain compared to the one deep in his heart. He flipped onto his other side and curled up, his energy depleted. A faint, familiar voice echoed in his head.
Fi was nearby. What she said must be true. That wasn't just a dream. It was a way for her to communicate with him from wherever she as. He was relieved that she was safe. All he had to do was find a way to escape.
Link gripped his fists. There must be some escape route that he had overlooked. He had solved many puzzles and encountered various dangerous traps on his journey. Surely he would be able to find a way to escape this little hut?
Suddenly, there was a strange sound, and Link sat up as he saw Ghirahim appear before him in a sea of diamonds, fully clothed again. The demon knelled down and held out a bowl towards him.
"I brought you this. Drink. You are dehydrated."
Link paused for a moment, weary of taking the bowl.
Ghirahim chuckled at this reaction. He drank a little bit of it and offered it to him again. "It is just water."
Realizing how thirsty he was and how much his throat hurt, Link licked his chapped lips and took the bowl carefully. With eyes still cautiously on his enemy, he drank the fresh, crisp liquid, hands shaky at the sting in his throat. Swallowing, he sighed as he finished half of it. He stared at the bowl. The water was soothing, and he felt strangely better than before. When he glanced up again, his eyes suddenly bulged as he dropped the bowl and backed away, pulling the cape over him while blue eyes shuddered at what was in Ghirahim's hand.
"Sky child, as much as I've had much fun with you, I am growing impatient to revive my master. So, we are going to play a little game."
The demon's eyes flickered with sadistic hunger as he smiled and held up his hand. "It's called, 'let's tell Lord Ghirahim where the second Time Gate is.'"
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Remember to check out Lead Bullet's drawing of the scene from "A Visitor in the Night!"
You can view the comic here (just take out the spaces): http: / / pictures . h e n t a i - f o u n d r y . com / l / leadbullet / 104813 . jpg