Link lay motionless between Cremia and Anju as the morning dragged on. He feared at any minute, they would get up and start the new day leaving him alone with only his thoughts to comfort him. He cherished the time he had with them as the warmth from their bodies protected him from the coldness of his lonely reality. Link feared that what happened last night was only a one-time thing. He was, after all, still only a child. How could he fulfill Cremia and Anju's sexual needs and desires while he maintained the body of a boy?
A hand slowly rubbed against his chest as Cremia stirred next to him. "Hmm, I guess we overslept. The morning's almost over," said Cremia as she leaned over to kiss Link on the cheek. At the same time, Anju leaned over to kiss him on the lips. Link's penis began to grow hard as he expected the two women to continue pleasuring him from the night before. He was disappointed when his genitals received no such treatment. Instead, Anju and Cremia slowly got out of bed and started putting on their clothes. Link could only stare as the beauty of their bodies became hidden by layers of clothes. When both women were fully dressed, Cremia turned to face Link.
"Breakfast should be ready in about twenty minutes." She blew him a kiss good-bye as she and Anju left the room, closing the door behind them. Link lay in bed as a great wave of sadness over took him. His heart was chilled with the loss of his lovers. He played the events of last night in his head as he slowly stroked himself. The feeling of how good his penis felt between Cremia's breasts, or how wonderful Anju's lips felt on him became more vivid as he increased his speed. His climax came quickly, yet it did not give him the release he desired. The mere second of physical comfort his climax provided vanished like the flicker of a flame before it dies. Link surrendered to the overwhelming depression that covered him. A tear fell from his eye as he lay covered in his own sperm.
After using the bed-sheets to wipe the sperm off him, Link got dressed and walked downstairs. Anju and Cremia were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. The inn was unusually quiet since the Goemen Troops were off preforming out of town. They would not return until much later that day.
"Nice to see you out of bed Link," said Cremia. She smiled at him briefly before returning to her bowl of Corn Pops. Link sat with his elbows on the table. He had not eaten since yesterday afternoon, which was noticeable by the noises his stomach made. Nobody spoke, yet the clinking of silverware against bowls was enough to drive Link mad. He hoped desperately that either Anju or Cremia would make the first move. Any indication that last night's event wasn't a dream became scarce in the ever-growing silence. His hopes skyrocketed when he saw Cremia turn to face him.
"You must be hungry. Let me pour you some cereal."
"Thanks," mumbled Link as his excitement plummeted towards the ground. Anju made no eye contact with Link as she continued eating her cereal. The sound of cabinet doors opening and closing could be heard as Link tried to think of what to say. Hoping to gain some kind of response, he began lightly tapping the table in a melodic pattern. Besides the fact that this now gave Link's hands something to do, it was a useless gesture as Anju paid no attention to him. He moved his hands as Cremia placed a bowl of dried Corn Pops in front of him.
"Oh, looks like you're going to need some milk," she said as she walked towards the fridge to retrieve a carton. Before Link could say or do anything, he felt something firm yet soft push against the back of his head. Cremia, who was now standing behind him, leaned forward which caused her breasts to press against Link's head. She held the carton above the bowl as the white liquid slowly poured out. "Let me know when you had enough," she said in Link's ear as a thin line of milk poured agonizingly slow from the carton. Link's penis immediately grew hard as he rested his head against Cremia's breasts. He watched as the bowl slowly filled with milk. When it was on the verge of overflowing, he reluctantly told her it was enough. The warmth of her body suddenly left him as she returned to her seat. Anju, who had not said a word since Link sat down, quickly glared at Cremia who continued eating her cereal. The glare was unnoticed by either Link or Cremia as Link, with newly found courage, decided to speak.
"So, what are we going to do today?" he asked as he dipped his spoon in the soggy cereal. No one replied for a few minutes as he slowly chewed.
"I guess we won't do much of anything. It's a pretty slow day, so I'll probably clean around the inn," said Anju as she continued to avoid Link's gaze. The lack of attention started to annoy him as he softly starting kicking his feet against his chair.
"I can help out if you want. You know, like yesterday?" Link tentatively asked as the power behind his kicks steadily increased without his awareness.
"I'll let you know if I need you. And please stop kicking that chair. You'll leave a mark," said Anju. Link immediately stopped what he was doing and apologized. An awkward silence fell over them as Link finished his cereal. Without saying a word, he got up and left the table. Any hope of last night's experience continuing was all but shattered as he slowly walked out of the kitchen with his head bent down. The moment Link was out of ear-shot, Cremia angrily turned to face her friend.
"What the hell's your problem!?" she asked.
"Excuse me?" asked Anju with a bewildered look on her face.
"Why'd you treat Link like that? You were cold to him the entire time he was here! How can you treat him like that after what happened last night?" Anju sighed as her cold expression finally melted.
"Maybe last night was a mistake. Think about it Cremia. He's just a boy and we're two fully grown adults. Despite what he wants, we can't do this to Link. It's not healthy for a boy his age." For a few moments, neither of them spoke. Cremia completely understood what Anju was saying. However, her compassion towards Link's situation wasn't as limited as her friend's.
"I hear what you're saying Anju, but Link's still a growing boy. And a boy's gotta have his pops," says Cremia as she crunches a spoonful of dried cereal.
The day dragged on as Link roamed the empty hotel. The overcast sky covered any signs of letting the sun's rays penetrate the cold chill that had recently covered the town. Link was too busy embracing the cold darkness of his own depression to notice such things. All he could do was play the events from last night over and over again in his head. He felt so close to Cremia and Anju, so loved both physically and emotionally. For the first time, he was held by someone who loved him. His body felt the warmth of a woman as they cared for him through the night. Laying between their warm bodies, he felt protected from the harshness of the world. But now, his skin prickled with an icy chill as he rubbed his hands together.
While trying to prevent his body from going numb, Link could hear noises from the second floor. After climbing the stairs, which creaked on every step due to the low temperature, he saw Cremia sweeping the floor. The minute she saw Link, she threw down the broom and clasped her hands together in order to get warm.
"When the hell is Anju gonna fix that damn heater!" said Cremia in a half joking-half angry voice. Link, not knowing what to say, simply smiled and shook his head. "I hate to ask this, but could you finish up? I'm going to take a nap to try and get warm," she said as she picked up the broom.
"I don't mind," said Link as Cremia handed him the broom. As desperate as it seemed, just the thought of Cremia laying in bed filled Link with a warmth that shook off his numbness. As Cremia entered the nearby room, Link was transfixed on the closed door. Just knowing on the other side Cremia was taking off her clothes made him grow hard. He swept back and forth as he tried to erase the image of Cremia's body out of his mind. The harder he tried, the harder he became. Finally, he made up his mind to step inside the room and see what Cremia would do. "There couldn't be any harm walking in while she's sleeping," thought Link as he stopped sweeping and held the broom upright. As he stood in the hallway, a shiver ran down his spine as the cold started getting to him. His body once again became numb as the broom in his hand became a frozen attachment to his body. Shaking his body slightly to knock off the chill, Link stood the broom against the wall and placed his hand around the cold door-knob. Slowly, he turned the knob and opened the door to reveal the warmth inside.
Cremia was buried under a thick blanket. Her head was the only thing visible as the rest of her body was shielded by the covers. The sound of Link entering the room cause her to look up.
"Is everything alright Link?" Cremia sat up in bed which revealed more of her body. Link stood in the doorway. The sight of Cremia's nearly exposed breasts, along with the ridiculously low temperature, caused his penis to grow almost painfully hard. "Oh sweetie! You're going to freeze to death if you keep shivering like that! Get in the bed and warm up," said Cremia as she pulled back the blanket inviting Link to join her. Link, half running half walking, approached the edge of the bed and took off his tunic and pants. As he lay down on the soft mattress, his body completely relaxed as the blanket was pulled over him. "You're still shivering. Here, let me warm you up," said Cremia as she pressed her body against his. Her arms wrapped around him as she squeezed him tight against her breasts. Link, eager to become closer with her, wrapped his arms and legs around Cremia as his cold body clung to her hot flesh. His hard penis was encased between both his and Cremia's stomach as it was pointed upward. Slowly, Cremia rubbed against Link's penis causing intense friction on the boy. He moaned with pleasure as his balls tightened against his body.
"Please, don't stop," whispered Link as he slowly reached around and squeezed Cremia's firm ass. His head lay smothered against Cremia's breasts as she slowly grabbed his penis and stroked it. "Ooohh, thank you Cremia. I love you!"
"Do you want to be inside me Link? I can warm you up better if your penis is inside my tight walls," said Cremia as she whispered in his ear. Link's heart began to beat faster as Cremia slowly guided his throbbing penis inside her. Gently, Cremia eased Link inside as his penis was squeezed by her warm inner-walls.
"Hmmm Cremia! This feels so good! Let me stay inside you. I need your warmth." Link lay his head against Cremia's breasts as she cradled him in her firm embrace. Just then, the door swung open reveling Anju in the doorway.
"Cremia, I need your help with something. Get dressed and fallow me," she starred directly at Cremia without giving Link even a glance. Her face was firm with a cold, displeasing look as she watched Cremia get out of bed. Link moaned in protest as his penis suddenly left the warmth of her body. He reached out his hand and grabbed Cremia's arm begging her to stay with him. With a sorrowful look, Cremia leaned over and kissed Link on the forehead as she messed up his hair like the day before. She held his hand for a moment before she let go and started getting dressed. Trying to get closer to her, Link moved to the edge of the bed where Cremia was previously laying. The sheets still held her warmth as Link watched Cremia getting dressed. He was close enough to reach out and touch her, yet all he could do was watch as her beautiful body was once again hidden by clothes. Once she was fully dressed, she left the room leaving Link alone once again.
"Damnit Cremia! You can't keep doing this to him! He's just a boy and you're damaging his perception of love," shouted Anju. They were both standing in the middle of the kitchen arguing.
"That boy's helped us in more ways than one! If it weren't for him, we'd be dead! The least we can do is satisfy his sexual fantasies. I'd say he's earned that considering he prevented the moon from crushing us to death!" shouted Cremia as she slammed her fist on the kitchen table. Neither of them spoke for a while as they collected their thoughts.
"Upstairs, Link said he loved you. Didn't he?" asked Anju. Cremia waved her hand slightly to dismiss Anju's concern.
"He was just excited. He didn't know what he was saying."
"Exactly, he doesn't know what love is. If you keep on fucking with him, he's going to get love confused with lust. That's already a problem most grown men face. Link deserves better than that," said Anju. As she pulled out a chair and sat down. A few minutes passed in-which the only sound was the ticking of the clock.
"I know you're right Anju. I just wanted to project him from the cold world."
"You're doing more harm than good. He needs to know the truth about love, and about life."
"Well, I think you should be the one to tell him. You owe him that much," said Cremia as she got up and left Anju alone with her thoughts. A few minutes later, Anju was outside of Link's room and slowly opened the door. Link was covered in blankets as Anju walked over and sat down next to him on the edge of the bed.
"I know you must hate me right now, but we need to talk," said Anju as she faced forward without looking at Link. Link stirred under the covers trying to make her get up and leave, yet Anju refused to move. "I know you must be confused Link, but what happened last night was a mistake. I'm afraid you're going to grow up not understanding what real love is. If love to you is just sex, then whatever relationship you have is based on lust not love. Link slowly raised his head from under the covers and looked at Anju.
"But, I love you and Cremia. Are you saying that's wrong?" Anju smiled back at him for the first time that day.
"Cremia and I will always love you Link, but as a mother who loves her son, not as a woman who loves a man." Link frowned as the relation of Anju's words sank in.
"You and Cremia are never going to have sex with me again… are you." Anju turned away from Link and starred out his window.
"No. you need to find someone your own age and learn to love her for who she is and not just for sex."
"But, last night felt so amazing! Are you saying I'll never experience that with you again?" asked Link as he held the blankets tightly in his fists.
"I'll tell you a secret Link. Listen close because boys much older than you don't even know this. What you experienced last night can be so much greater. You could experience pleasure beyond your wildest dreams." Link sat up in bed eager to learn this new secret. "The secret is, to find someone to love. When you fall in love with someone, you build a connection that's more powerful than sex. When you explore each other's bodies for the first time, you'll feel a since of belonging. It's as if you two are the same person and you'll become closer to that person than ever. It's called making love, and the pleasure it gives you is beyond anything you could have with just Cremia or myself." Link put his head in his hands. He heard Anju's words, yet it did not change the fact that he was alone in a cold world.
"What if I never find someone to love? I don't think I can make it in this world alone. What if I grow up alone with no-one to protect me?" Anju slowly got up from the bed and walked to Link's window. It was covered in a thin layer of ice.
"You may be right," she said as she put a finger on the window and dragged it along the glass. "I'm not supposed to tell you that, but you need to learn the truth. You may end up alone when you grow older. No one is promised a companion in life." She stood there for a moment drawing lines in the ice. "But you know, that doesn't mean you can't be happy. If you want to protect yourself from the cold world, have your heart filled with love. In the end, that's all you need to burn away your fears," said Anju as she turned to face Link. "Besides, although I can't promise anything, I've got a feeling you'll make some woman very happy someday." With that, she walked out the room closing the door behind her. Link slowly got out of bed and walked toward the window. Wiping away the lines Anju made with his hand, he could see out into the town as thick clouds covered the sky. Suddenly, it began to hail as small balls of ice banged against the window. Link watched the ice fall for a few minutes as Anju's words ran through his head. Carefully, he slid the window open just enough to stick his hand out. His skin stung, as the ice feel heavily against his hand. Quickly, he pulled his hand back inside and closed the window. Looking at the small balls of ice in his palm, Link's body finally began to warm up as he understood the truth in what Anju had said. His fears, along with the ice, began to melt at last.