Mild warning for some non graphic sex fantasy stuff in this chapterrr


Goddesses above could centaurs cook. Link couldn't count how many times he had filled his plate to the brim with the spread set before him, but by the end of the night he was more than sated. Almost all the food had been eaten by this point. Any good leftovers were bound and saved for later and the scraps were most likely thrown into woods for the wildlife to do with as they please.

Ghirahim hadn't eaten as much as he had (Did he even need to eat?) but he still sampled the meats and a few breads topped with preserves. By the almost inaudible hum of satisfaction he'd given, Link assumed he liked the meal. After everyone finished eating and partook in some chatter, they were shown to their room. It was quite humble, as the only light in the room came from the moon shining through a skylight on the ceiling. Two thin mattresses with bedding sat on the floor and a few crates to hold their belongings were against the far wall.

Valoys gave a sheepish smile "I'm sorry its not much, but we usually only use it for storage..."

Link shook his head and sat on a mattress. He looked around contently "Its fine. Better than the woods.."

Valoys smiled in earnest. As he bid them goodnight, Link could swear he saw Ghirahim and Valoys make brief eye contact. Link was curious but whatever had happened between the two was their business. If Ghirahim really cared to tell him in detail then he would... but damn if he wanted to know.

Once the door closed and the sound of hooves trotted away, Ghirahim sighed dramatically and plopped back onto his chosen mattress. The house began to simmer down and soon the silence of the night blanketed the two unlikely allies. Link had begun to nod off, but he was woken by Ghirahim's voice. It took Link a moment to process, opening his heavy eyelids and glancing toward the man "Hm?".

The demon clicked his tongue in mild annoyance about having to repeat himself but nevertheless continued, rolling onto his side to face him. "I asked.. Are you and that girl together?"

Link furrowed his eyebrows and rubbed his eye "Zelda?". His question was met with a derisive snort "Who else?".

Link shook his head groggily "Sure, we're close.. but I could never picture.. starting a family or something like that with her." At a bit of a loss of how to describe it, he looked over at Ghirahim to see if he understood.

The demon was illuminated by the moonlight pouring into the room; his hair falling into his face and his brown eyes gleaming. In his half asleep state, Link would almost say he looked... beautiful. Ghirahim hummed in acknowledgement

"Yes.. I believe I understand. I could only assume.. You seem rather innocent though. Have you ever even kissed someone?" The demons tone was teasing. Link felt a mild flush come over his face. Emboldened by his current state he gave a nod.

The demons brow raised at this "oh?"

Link glanced to the side " We were young... It was maybe 2 years ago? Erm... he patrolled at nights... On a whim I tagged along. We were talking and it.. just kind of happened. It was... really nice. He ended up with a girl and..." He shrugged and yawned.

God, Link hadn't even told Zelda about that.. He'd almost forgotten about it himself. Pip was also someone close to him, and if he really thought about it he may have had feelings for him, but nothing like love. It never went anywhere and he was alright with that. He hadn't had much time for romance. That wasn't to say he never took care of his own needs... but that was beside the point.

Ghirahim gave a smile "I never took you as the type. Most humans are caught up on gender. Demons don't care much either way..."

Link was starting to nod off again, as he looked at Ghirahim. He shrugged again, willing his eyes open "I like...people for who they are..." Link felt himself drift off to the demons voice. He'd apologize later..

Link didn't have a premonition dream that night. However the dream that he did have was certainly one he wouldn't forget.

Smooth lips worked against his own as hands tangled in his hair; cap forgotten who knows where. All link knew was that he was filled with want and pleasant feelings. He didn't want this to stop. Nobody had ever touched him in such a tender manner; deft fingers rubbing up and down his sides and tongue tangled in his mouth and ohh... He heard his own moan before he registered it. He felt the smirk against his lips as he was pulled closer to the body before him.

When one of the hands ravaging his body sank to grope his ass, Link hit a whole new level of arousal. God he wanted this. He needed this. He slid his fingers through his lovers hair, eliciting a moan; erotic and melodious. A shiver wracked Links body. God was he weak. As lips sucked at his neck his head tilted backward, hips stuttering forward. Teeth nipped at his shoulder, a hand tracing his inner thigh and a whine left his throat.

A teasing nip to his jaw and his clothing being loosened made Link feel light headed. He ducked his head down to join their lips again, Link cupping their cheek and moving his lips with aroused passion. The soft moan given fueled his desires further.

A teasing hand rubbed circles up his leg, slowly raising higher. Link tilted his head back when the hand gripped him, a name bubbling up his throat...

"Ghirahim..."

The foggy image of his lover came into clearer focus as Ghirahim, and somehow that only served to make him more desperate. His deep voice whispered filthy promises into his ear, nipping at the lobe...Link shivered and practically melted in his arms.

"Ghirahim...!"

Ghirahim woke up that morning feeling dirty. Sleeping on some filthy bed made him violently in need of a bath. Sitting up and fixing his hair, he expected to hear the sounds of early dawn; birds waking and the leaves blowing about. He didn't anticipate however, the sound of soft pants beside him and sheets rustling. At first, he thought it was one of the premonitions causing this. Though when he stood and peered over at Link, the flush over his body and twisting of his hips told him otherwise. A wide grin set itself over Ghirahim's lips.

Well surprise surprise! The goddesses hero was having a wet dream. Who knew the innocent little sky boy could be so perverse? He was quietly sniggering to himself when he heard it. It was oh so soft and breathy, but it was his name. "Ghirahim.." He thought he was beginning to wake, but when he looked and realized he was asleep, his laughter stalled. Was he.. by any chance..? His name again slipped from the boys lips. Ghirahim covered his mouth and nose to stop himself from laughing too loud. Oh this was rich..!

It certainly wasn't all that surprising, I mean, look at him. He was a vision of beauty. The thought that Link, the goddesses hero was having a wet dream about HIM was hilarious and arousing at the same time. He didn't have time to do anything about it now, though. His first priority was a bath. On his way to the basin, Ghirahim had a pep in his step. The only other thing that did this besides murder was being lusted after. Ghirahim lived and thrived for being an object of lust. Having someone as pure as Link have a wet dream about him? Possibly his greatest achievement. Perhaps Link would be of a lot more use then he had originally thought...

Links eyes fluttered open when a ray of light hit his face. He sat up and gave a stretch, running a hand through his hair and noting Ghirahim awake across the room. The look on his face confused him. He has this.. confident smirk on and an amused gleam in his eye. When Ghirahim noticed he was awake he gave an all too chipper smile "Morning~ well... Its only just dawn, really.."

Link shook his head a few times and stood up. Ghirahim fastened his shawl over his shoulders "If you want to bathe, there's a basin down the path.. I just got back from there. The water is nice and cold..."

The teasing tone he used confused Link, but he didn't question it. Nodding, he slowly slipped out of the house and followed a few signs to a large basin.

It was only when the cold water cascaded over his shoulders and he sunk in to his shoulders did he stop. And think. And remember. The heat that flooded his face came swiftly, as he nudged his head into his hands. Had he really had a sex dream about Ghirahim? How had he not remembered before hand! Embarrassment permeated his very soul. The demon could notknow about this. He'd never live it down. Pouting a bit, he sank to his chin down into the water. Perhaps the cold water would do him good after all...

An hour or so later, with the sun beginning to peek through the clouds, the two found themselves at the mouth of the forsaken woods. In order to get there, they'd passed through a thick gate guarded by two armored centaurs. They bowed their heads in respect at the two, and link bowed back. Zaic and Valoys stood with them, looking into the woods as far as could be seen (which wasn't far due to the odd fog and lack of any light permeating the trees...).

Zaic gave Link and Ghirahim hardy pats on the back, grinning "You two come back when you can alright? Let us know you're still kicking." Link gave a small smile and a nod. Ghirahim was already stepping into the entrance.

The woods felt.. oppressive. Link couldn't find the correct words to describe the darkness and magical haze around him that weighed on his chest and made his breath stutter. Meanwhile of course, Ghirahim inhaled reverently and began strolling down a path, Link soon to follow.

"How I miss the smell of dark magic.. Now listen Link.. these woods.. They change. The paths move, trees move.. There are forks in the path that lead to nowhere, and there are forks that lead to somewhere... but it may be where you already were. If you need to backtrack? You may as well consider yourself dead." Link listened with rapt attention, glad he had a source of such knowledge.

The path they started on grew more overgrown as they went in. This overgrowth was different from the kind past the temple.. This overgrowth seemed like it would grab Link if he wasn't cautious. The trees seemed to inch closer to the path as they went, the branches getting lower and lower until they scraped the top of his head. Link found himself thoroughly unnerved. Ghirahim chuckled, as if sensing this.

"Don't lose your composure. That's exactly what they want.. employ that courage you're so renowned for, hm? Just don't get left behind and you'll be fine." Of course Ghirahim was unaffected by this, he was a demon after all.

Ghirahim tilted his head "Did i forget to mention we're heading to one of Demises old strongholds?" The silence that followed implied that yes, he hadn't mentioned that .

Ghirahim chuckled "Oops. Well that's where we're headed. I'd only been there a handful of times.. It was a pseudo castle for Demise during the war. It held our soldiers and weapons, plus the locale couldn't be beaten; deep in the woods and very hard to get to with a bit of dark magic sprinkled here and there. I can't tell you how many corpses we found in the forest.. and how many we probably did not find. These woods are gluttonous." Link suppressed a shiver as he felt vines scrape his ankle, his pace picking up some.

Ghirahim unsheathed his sword as they reached a fork. He began to dowse, watching the blade spin idly in mid air before pointing towards the rightmost path. Ghirahim nodded to himself and begin following said path, Link close behind. When Link could swear he felt a branch grab his leg, he increased his pace so he was right beside Ghirahim.

Said demon smirked and cooed "Would you like me to hold your hand?" The sharp glare he received only made him chuckle.

Despite morning already being in full swing, the forest was as dark as night. Combined with the fog, soon link couldn't see more than a few inches in front of him. Though.. Ghirahim gave off a very subtle glow. Not in the metaphorical, beauty sense.. In the literal sense. It only served to let link know where he was though. Link felt a branch wrap around his foot as he tripped and fell. He felt himself begin to get pulled into the bushes. Before he could so much as cry out, the branch was gone and Ghirahim was lifting him by the back of his tunic.

A tsk left the demon " It seems the woods really want you, Link...And you can't see very far can you? Perhaps I will have to hold your hand.." Link flushed and could tell the demon was smirking even if he couldn't see it. When he shook his head vehemently, Ghirahim set him down and offered his arm. "We don't have time for you to be tripping every few moments.."

Link hesitated. Ghirahim gave him a stare "Oh, throw your pride away and come on.. You don't want to end up like this, hm?." He kicked a skull so it nudged into Link's foot. With that, Link relented and wraped a hand tentatively around his arm. Ghirahim smiled as they continued on. Oddly enough, holding the arm of this dangerous man made Link less anxious than before. He felt he needed to be cautious though.. There was now this... tension he couldn't explain. Not a bad tension, necessarily..

For how long they carried on like that, Link couldn't be certain. It had to be at least the afternoon if not later; though the woods gave no indication. Link felt a bit antsy as he saw a very distinct twisted tree that he knows they passed at least twice. When he voices his concerns, Ghirahim only nods.

"I did say this forest changes, didn't I? Trust nothing." His hand tightened on the demons bicep. The sword began to show indications that they were close, by glowing and pulsing.

Ghirahim paused walking and handed Link the sword. "I know the rest of the way.. And besides that .." he snapped his fingers; a ring of diamonds shooting up around them and illuminating dark shadowy beasts encroaching, a smirk playing on his lips. "They won't let us go that easy.."

The two fought in tandem surprisingly well; Ghirahim moving about in a flourish of diamonds as he ripped the enemies to shreds. In turn, the light Ghirahim's attacks gave off allowed Link to see and fight on his own. The two made quite a team. Ghirahim got a few beasts before they could rip into Links back and in return, Link shredded two before they bit into Ghirahim's arms. When the beasts faded, Ghirahim still tingled with bloodlust, his eyes blown wide from fighting in his element. That bloodlust would more than likely keep any sane creature away, including himself.. Once Ghirahim collected himself, they continued down the path. Ghirahim was positively giddy. Today, not only did he make Link lust over him, he'd gotten to fight a damn good fight. He could only hope the day would get better.. but really, how could it?

At the end of the path, the two reached a huge ivy wall that spanned as far as the eye could see. Dark burrs and twigs twisted like gaunt faces covered the surface, making Link swallow his nerves. Ghirahim sighed happily and ripped away vines to reach at a large and faded wooden door "Damn it feels good to be back here.."


Hey guysss. So I really don't know why I started working on this chapter, It was just kind of a whim (Maybe it was because I just got Majoras Mask 3D, pretty damn good; liking it a lot more than I expected). Tbh, I didn't plan the night conversation or the sex dream. It literally just happens. My writing is this kind where I have Point A and Point B, I just don't know what's in between until I'm typing it.

So I guess, with this things start to heat up? Hahaa. Looking back on my writing style.. God how do I explain it.. I write as I speak. The punctuation I use is key to understanding the inflections I feel they would use during a speech, you feel? The pauses and the elipses are the best I can do to convey that, even if its not entirely grammatically correct. So anyway I'll shut up.. Please enjoy 3