mysticalgems: I think I scared most of my readers…except for you, that is. Lol and yes Ghirahim is such a badass.

I really should've been working on homework but nope, this story kept invading my mind as I was trying to focus on OChem. Enjoy guys! Oh and this one's not super pg13 like the last chapter but still has its moments, so I guess a bit of a warning is in order…that was it you may all read now.

Chapter 11

The blonde's head was throbbing and his throat ached as if someone had reached in clawed the tissue inside. Not only that but the fact that he was both shivering and sweating clued him in to the fact he had a fever and more than a cold. Link closed his eyes in an attempt to sleep, to get away from here even if for a few blissful moments; however, sleep would not come. The demon's torturous words rang through his ears over and over

~ Unfortunately, neither the Shiekah nor her master were willing to offer me anything of value for your freedom~

While Link didn't know what a Shiekah was he had no doubt about who 'her master' was. Zelda. Although why Ghirahim was referring to her as 'the Goddess' was beyond him. What he did know was that no one was coming to rescue him. Not Zelda. Not whoever this Impa was. Nobody. The only way he could get out of here was if he got himself out. A shudder ran through him, he could still feel the pale man's tongue running across his abdomen too close to his more private area. There was no way he was going to attempt to escape any time soon.

A coughing fit erupted from the boy, tearing his lungs with what felt like sharp knives. He wished he could curl up to ease the aching in his chest but his chains prevented it. When it stopped he sighed mentally, not wanting to stir up another spasm, longing for a cup of water to ease his burning throat. A part of him wanted Ghirahim to come back so he could ask him for some; but the other, and probably more sensible, half of him told him he was being an idiot. The demon would probably thrive off watching him suffer. Speaking of Ghirahim, the boy hadn't seen him for a while, not that he was complaining. A sneeze broke from his mouth that quickly turned into more coughing. As his lungs constricted he felt a pair of eyes on him "Speak of the devil" but couldn't open his own as his body continued to spasm from trying to get rid of who knew what. When it finally stopped he found chestnut eyes right in front of his face, the orbs full of curiosity.

"What in Hylia's cursed name were you doing, Skychild?" the pale man asked his head cocked to one side.

"Goddess, he really doesn't know!" Link thought, amazed as he took in the demon's baffled expression. Swallowing down a tickle in his throat that ultimately made the decision for him; the boy attempted to speak, his voice hoarse and scratchy "P-please, water?"

A pale eyebrow raised and the corner of his lips twitched upwards "Ah but skychild, I offered you water earlier and when I came back I found you trying to escape." He brushed the hero's hair out of his face, pausing when through his glove he could feel heat radiating off the boy "Intriguing." He muttered pulling off a glove and touching the boy's forehead which was burning; he glanced into blue eyes "I was not aware that humans began to burn if not given enough water." A wicked smile "I cannot help but wonder what happens when a human's body becomes too hot." He chuckled as he replaced his glove "Ah, but perhaps I'll find out another time. As for your obtaining water, I don't see any reason why not."

Link's eyes lit up with disbelief but narrowed again as the demon continued speaking.

"However, you must first answer a question for me. What happens to a triangle when another triangle attaches to the bottom?"

Link had no idea what the other male was talking about and hoped sincerely it wasn't some type of sexual innuendo. He shook his head not wanting to speak and trigger more coughing.

"Do not worry Skychild, someday you will know the answer. As for the water…" His fingers snapped and a fine diamond patterned chalice materialized in his open palm. He held it front of the hero's face mockingly, deliberately spilling a few droplets on Link's face so he could lean down and lick them off, purring "How clumsy of me."

Tilting his head away Link couldn't help but wonder why a good sneeze couldn't happen now. After the tongue left, the boy shimmied himself as much as he could into an upright position, which admittedly wasn't much; he jangled his chains meaningfully.

The demon scoffed, amused "Oh no boy, that wouldn't be half as much fun." He let the goblet disintegrate as he slid himself on the bed next to the hero. Carefully lifting his captive, who stiffened with surprise, Ghirahim slipped underneath; placing a hand on the boy's chest. He licked his lips delightedly as he felt the younger male's heartbeat speed up "Relax Skychild."

Link tried his hardest to resist the itch in his throat the movement had somehow caused but lost. His face reddened both from coughing and from the fact that, due to the tight clothing the man wore, he could feel almost every part of the demon's cool body underneath him. Including his…thing, which the boy was inadvertently pressing against as his lungs protested. When it passed he became aware of the demon twirling his bangs around a finger.

Smiling as the boy tried in vain to take his weight off of him; Ghirahim tilted his hostage's head back and brought the cup to his lips. An eyebrow rose as he noticed the slow and careful way the boy swallowed, almost as if the act pained him. Then again humans were so pitifully fragile, perhaps the absence of water was the cause for this in addition to the boy's increased temperature. A start of a memory stirred up in the demon's mind but blew away like a leaf in the wind.

The man let out a breath of air then chuckled when the hero suddenly pressed down on him as the blonde began to cough again "Careful hero, you're exciting me, which in our current position is probably not the best idea for you." He licked his captive's ear "Not that I mind, quite the opposite." A frown crossed the demon's face though when the hero finished; the boy's lungs under his hand had rattled as the boy drew in a shuddering breath. Almost akin to the rattles he'd felt so many times before after killing or severely injuring his prisoners. Perhaps some mercy in this situation would be best "Tell me, if I leave a pitcher of water and extend your chain, will you try to escape again?"

Link shook his head no, at this moment he didn't think he could even stand without tipping over.

"Hmmm," Ghirahim hooked the boy's trousers with his thumb and started rubbing the fabric with his fingers "I don't think I need to tell you what will happen if you do, do I?" After the blonde shook his head again, a bit more vehemently, the demon let go "Good, then I bid you a pleasant night, Skychild."

Link let out a puff of air as his back hit the mattress when the demon teleported away; relieved that it didn't set off another series of coughs. Glancing around, he saw a jug of water and cup on the floor. He also noticed that, true to his word, the demon lord had extended the chains on his wrists and had even disintegrated the bonds on his feet. Exhausted Link curled up into a fetal position and was finally able to fall asleep.

I think I have a love/hate relationship with this chapter. I love parts of it at the same time that I don't. Ah well, such is how writing goes. Anywho remember to review, and thanks for reading.