And so part 3 is here! Thank you for the feedback once again! I swear I'll get the hang of this whole "posting stories" thing! :D
Link's mind went completely blank the moment Ghirahim's lips met his; the plan he was scrambling to formulate, the angry words he wanted to exchange with his opponent, everything, gone into oblivion. He simply stood there as the demon lord attacked his mouth with deep kisses, stunned into a bewildered state. While his entire body seemed to grow completely numb, his lips felt like they were on fire; each kiss that Ghirahim delivered sent shocks of both pleasure and guilt rushing through Link's chained body. Ghirahim eventually separated himself from Link and looked into his eyes hungrily. "Oh sky child," he whispered as he rested his forehead upon Link's own, "your taste is so…addictive." The demon lord had learnt from last time, and made sure that he had one hand holding Link's head back to prevent any further head-butting.
Link realized that he had been holding his breath, and gave a sudden sharp exhale. He turned his head away from the demon lord, his face flushing furiously. He could slowly feel his bodily sensations return to him as his hands and feet began to tingle uncontrollably. Link closed his eyes, trying to calm his breathing while Ghirahim continued to toy with him. With the hand that was on Link's head, Ghirahim ran his fingers through his hair lovingly, while with the other he lightly traced Link's lips, wiping off the string of saliva he had left behind. Once it was gone, the demon lord turned Link's face so that they were staring at each other once more. "Link, look at me." He commanded sternly, and Link was surprised at himself for obeying such an order; he hesitantly peered through his lashes at his opponent.
His fathomless black eyes bore into Link's own with such tremendous power and intimidation, but Link remained steadfast and defiant; he would not break, not show any signs of weakness that would disadvantage him. "I'm not sure how to tell you this, but your kissing skills need improvement." Link spat out, narrowing his eyes at the demon lord.
Ghirahim smirked but held Link's gaze. "I'm not sure if it is I that needs the improvement, my dear sky child. Don't play coy; I know you enjoyed that as much as I did."
Link broke the staring contest by leaning his head gently against the stone wall giving a dark laugh. "Oh please, did my resistance prove nothing to you?" The wound on his head began to throb against the stone, and Link adjusted his head slightly to remove the pressure with an air of nonchalance; he didn't want to show the demon lord just how much his head was hurting.
Out of the corner of his eye, Link could see Ghirahim's face cloud over in annoyance for a moment before being replaced with a hard smile. "Careful, boy." He growled through clenched teeth.
Link glanced back down at the demon lord, realizing that he had just struck a sensitive nerve. Link gave another sinister laugh. "Do you honestly think you are so intoxicating that you can capture anyone's heart with a single kiss? Forgive me, but I beg to differ."
Ghirahim let out another growl and slapped Link hard across the face. Link wasn't expecting it, and the blow sent his head careening back into the wall. He let out a small groan that was cut off by the demon lord's lips as they smashed into his in a passionate kiss. Ghirahim broke it quickly and grabbed Link by the hair roughly, forcing his attention. He stared at him with such intensity that Link couldn't help but shrink back into the wall a little more, entranced by his deep eyes. "You are treading on thin ice right now, sky child. I don't care for mockery, especially if the mockery is regarding me; truthfully, those who make fun often do not live to see the following day." He leaned his body against Link's seductively. "However, I've grown rather fond of you, Link, which is why I promise up front not to murder you." He stopped and pondered for a moment, thinking of what he wanted to say; a smile adorned his lips and whispered into Link's ear, "No, I'll just beat you within an inch of your life. But first…it sounds like you need a bit more…encouragement."
Link didn't have time to reply; Ghirahim's lips found his once more in a deep kiss. He tried to fight it by thrashing his head back and forth, but the demon lord's grip on his chin held him steadfast. He could feel Ghirahim's long tongue slither in his mouth, feeling around and exploring, and Link let out a muffled cry of shock. Ghirahim ignored Link's protests as his kisses intensified; he began to grind his body against Link's captive one, at first slowly, but then he picked up but pace. Link could feel his face heat up as the feeling of Ghirahim's body on his sent jolting sensations rocketing through his body. He couldn't help the moan that escaped his mouth as Ghirahim continued to successfully seduce him. What Ghirahim was doing to him was wrong, but Link couldn't stop the feelings of arousal that persisted to break through his stubborn demeanor. His heart began to pound painfully in his chest, and he could feel his joints become loose and unstable with each kiss that the demon lord delivered. Ghirahim's tongue left Link's mouth and traveled to Link's neck; the demon lord proceeded to kiss and bite the sensitive area, giving soft moans that sent vibrations through Link's vulnerable skin. Link closed his eyes and rested his head on the wall, willing himself to remain calm and not give into the feelings that ached to come out. 'No…no this has to stop. This has to stop!' Link thought to himself as Ghirahim continued to nip at his neck playfully.
Finally, unable to take it any longer, Link gave a low growl and shouted, "Stop!" His voice bounced off the walls in the cavernous room until it eventually blended into the the impending silence.
To his surprise, Ghirahim listened to him and stopped licking his neck. He lifted his head so that he was eye level with Link and licked his lips enticingly. "You cannot deny that you enjoyed that, Link." His eyes trailed down to Link's pants and he let out a chuckle. "And even if you did deny it, I'd know you were lying." His eyes flickered back up to Link's with a sick satisfaction.
Link ignored the demon lord's accusation. No matter how true it was, he was done with this game; it was time to end it and get back on track with his mission. "I came here with the goal to save Zelda. When evil interferes with that goal, I battle it until the evil is defeated. Right now, you are interfering with that goal. So, either let me go so that we may battle, or leave me be so that I may save Zelda. But stop…just stop trying to seduce and manipulate me." With a frustrated sigh, Link trained his eyes onto the golden door that was across the room.
Ghirahim remained silent for a moment longer before letting out a low chuckle. He ran his hand through his hair, pondering his options. "No one has given me such an ultimatum before…I'm not sure I like it." He tilted his head to the side. "However, I don't like the idea of simply surrendering the girl to you, as I need her for myself. I suppose that leaves me with the other option, doesn't it?"
Ghirahim took several paces backwards until he was back at the centre of the room. He looked at Link's chained body longingly, as though he were cherishing the moment one last time. Then, he wordlessly lifted his hand in the air and snapped his fingers once. Link's diamond chains immediately dissolved into nothing but smoke, dropping Link to the floor. As soon as his feet hit solid ground Link tucked into a roll and rose to his feet, quickly readying himself for the fight that was about to break out. Ghirahim's eyes never left Link's as he snapped his fingers once more. The air around him began to shift as the red cloak that adorned his body began to break into tiny diamond fragments that disappeared into thin air. The demon lord raised his hands, gesturing Link to step forward. "You wanted to fight, boy. And so, we shall fight."
Link took a deep breath and wearily stepped forward. He had learned to become cautious in his battles; simply running and waving his sword around only resulted in pain and failure. He was not willing to chance it with the demon lord either; while he didn't look it, Ghirahim made it clear that he was no ordinary demon that could be easily vanquished. Ghirahim remained at the center of the room, turning slightly on his heels so that he didn't lose sight of Link's circling body. Minutes passed without a word being said to one another. The air was filled with tension that seemed to intensify with each passing moment. Link's hand became slick with sweat, and he tightened his grip on his sword. His muscles began to shake with anticipation, but he did not falter, did not lose his concentration. It was Ghirahim that broke the silence with a dramatic sigh. "Is this what you call a fight, sky child? I'm getting quite bored with this little dance."
Link didn't say anything but gave a small shake of his head; he knew better than to give in to his emotions during a fight, especially if the opponent chose to be verbally offensive as well. Ghirahim sighed once more. "I suppose, if you refuse to make the first move, I can." With deliberate steps, the demon lord made his way towards Link's cautious body, his hand outstretched for him.
Ghirahim's hand began to glow a light crimson color as he closed the spaced between himself and Link. Link waited just a little longer for his moment to strike; when Ghirahim took one more step in his direction, Link lashed out with his sword, swiping it diagonally with all his might. It caught him by surprise when the demon lord caught it with ease between his fingers, holding it tight. Link struggled to gain control of his sword, but Ghirahim's grip proved too great, and the sword was wrenched out of his hands. The demon lord flipped the sword gracefully in the air, catching it by the hilt. "Hah, quite the sword you have here! But, so long as you telegraph your attacks like the novice you are, you'll never land a blow." He taunted with a light snicker.
Link took several steps back, watching the demon lord closely. He mentally kicked himself for losing his sword so early in the fight, but managed to hold on to his composure as Ghirahim inched closer to him with his sword at hand. Ghirahim smiled darkly at Link's empty hands. "I suppose I'll need to give this back to you eventually. This fight wouldn't be very fun otherwise." In a blur of motion that Link wasn't able to follow, the demon lord raised his arm and hurled the sword at him. Link barely had enough time to jump out of the way, but not before getting sliced on his right side by the passing blade.
Link made a sound of anguish as the wound began to seep blood through his tunic. He placed a hand on his side to staunch the flow momentarily as he frantically searched for his missing sword. Looking behind him, he was able to spot it buried deep within the stone wall. Ignoring the threat of turning his back to his opponent, Link took off running towards his abandoned sword. The pain in his side throbbed with each heart beat, but Link gritted his teeth and pushed past the pain as jumped up the wall until his fingers grazed the hilt. Securing his grip, Link pushed off the wall with his legs until his sword became loose enough to wiggle free. After several more attempts of pulling away from the wall, the sword became free and Link hopped to the ground with a grunt, ready to commence the fight. Ghirahim clapped his hands approvingly and made his way to Link once more. "Shall we try this again?" He said in a sinister tone.
Link watched closely as Ghirahim walked towards him, hand outstretched once more, and he realized that the demon lord was leaving his left side completely exposed. He wouldn't be able to get to that side unless he fooled Ghirahim in some way or another. Link thought for a moment more before waving the sword enticingly at Ghirahim's right side. And then, at the last moment, Link swung the sword over his head and struck the demon lord's vulnerable side several times, leaving five deep gashes. The demon lord growled in pain and snapped his fingers, teleporting himself away from Link. Link couldn't help but grin at his success, but he quickly readied himself when Ghirahim reappeared several feet away from him. His wounds were already healed, leaving only thin white lines that resembled scars.
Link's heart sank slightly, but he didn't have time to ponder on his feelings as Ghirahim was standing before him once more with an amused expression on his face. Attempting his new strategy, Link faked a swing and managed to connect with the demon lord's right side, producing two large cuts on his hip and stomach. Once again, Ghirahim teleported himself away angrily, and when he reappeared he was all healed. Though, the healing process must have taken away some of his energy; Ghirahim's skin tone was taking on a sickly grey pallor, and he was breathing deeply as he stood in one place, trying to catch his breath. He looked at Link and gave a small smile, licking his lips playfully. "I can see that you are learning, sky child. Hmm, shall we make this a bit more interesting?"
With a snap of his fingers, the demon lord was able to produce the long and dangerous black sword that he had gotten rid of earlier. It looked deadly in his hands as he pointed it at Link. Instead of leisurely making his way towards Link as he had done before, the demon lord crouched low to the ground. With a growl, Ghirahim sprinted towards him, swiping his sword. He managed to clip Link's hip, which caused him to stumble clumsily to the ground with a groan. He slowly got up and hobbled to face Ghirahim, sword in hand and ready to continue. He wasn't able to step down on his leg; the slightest pressure caused his hip to spasm in agony and his knee to buckle. He was hurting, and the blood from his new wounds was flowing out at an alarming rate, but he was determined to fight, determined to win.
The demon lord snapped his fingers and teleported himself to where Link was standing. His sword was raised over his head in an attempt to catch Link by surprise, but Link was ready for it. With a horizontal swipe, Link's sword made contact with Ghirahim's midsection, creating a clean cut. The demon lord cried out in alarm and jumped back, hunched over with a hand on his belly. He looked up at Link with a fire in his eyes and snapped his fingers. Link watched as the wound began to glow a fierce red as Ghirahim worked his healing magic. But he was tired, and only half of the wound managed to heal itself, leaving one side gaping, bleeding, and exposed.
The demon lord growled in Link's direction and wordlessly snapped his fingers once more. Five black daggers appeared before Ghirahim's hunched body. They were small, but dangerous nonetheless. Link prepared himself as the demon lord ushered the daggers towards him in a horizontal line. They fired rapidly in his direction, and Link was only able to deflect three with his sword; the other two left razor-like cuts on his cheek and neck. Link had enough time to swipe the blood off his face before the next wave of daggers attacked him. This time, he was only able to deflect two. He gave a small moan from the pain as the daggers bit into his temple, shoulder, and arm. Ghirahim laughed and sprinted towards him, sword poised to strike, in hopes of catching Link off-guard.
Link jumped out of the way to avoid his opponent's attack, and when the demon lord sailed past him he took up the opportunity to attack; Link's sword sliced deeply into Ghirahim's exposed back. He kept slashing and cutting until Ghirahim teleported himself away from Link's flurry of attacks. When he reappeared, he was standing in the center of the room once more, bloody and hunched over. Link could see a small pool of blood form at Ghirahim's feet from his inability to heel his wounds. And yet, the demon lord smiled at him. Pointing his sword at Link, he spoke with amusement. "Well…you put up more of a fight that I would have thought possible from such a soft boy. But don't clap for yourself quite yet. That sword of yours, that Goddess Sword that you carry, is the only reason why you are still alive." The demon lord ran a hand through his hair and snapped his fingers, allowing the sword to disintegrate into smoke once more. "I fear that I've digressed; I've spent far too much time playing and toying with you. In truth, the girl's presence has all but faded from this place, which means that there is no reason to linger here any longer. I know you can sense it as well, sky child."
Ghirahim snapped his fingers, disappearing out of sight and leaving only diamond fragments in his wake. Link knew better than to put his guard down, and he waited for the demon lord to reappear. He was right; Ghirahim reappeared in front of him, inches from his face. Link let out a small gasp but remained stationary as the demon lord leaned in and licked his wounded cheek, savoring the metallic taste. He couldn't help but to shudder the moment the demon lord's tongue swept against his cheek, but he made no effort to move or resist; he was simply too hard to fight anymore. Ghirahim nuzzled Link's neck with his nose before he made his way up to his ear. "Good-bye, sky child." He whispered lustfully into Link's ear. "Run and play this time. Get in my way again, though, and you're dead." The demon lord's threat seemed to contrast the affections he was providing as he brushed his lips softly against Link's one last time before he jumped backwards gracefully.
Giving an elegant bow, the demon lord looked up at Link and gave one last sadistic smile. And with a snap of his fingers, Ghirahim was gone. Link looked around the room cautiously for a moment more, wondering if the demon lord was really gone this time. His thoughts were answered when the glass case of a heart capsule came in to view and landed gently on the place where Ghirahim last stood. Link gave a sigh of relief and started to hobble to the heart container. He didn't realize just how out of sorts he was until he attempted to walk; every step he took was accompanied by a shooting agony, his breathing was labored, and his arms ached from be too tense. Picking the heart up, Link allowed its power of healing to envelope his body, fixing each bloody wound he had, each ache that left him weary. Immediate comfort softened Link's taut muscles, and Link closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of temporary peace. Once he was completely healed and rejuvenated, the capsule dissolved into red dust in his hands, sprinkling onto the floor. Link watched as the dust floated to the floor into a pile for a moment longer before gazing up at the golden door. He took a couple slow steps towards the door when his spirit guardian appeared suddenly before him. "Master, there is 23% chance that you can still reach Zelda if you pass through this door. I suggest you move quickly." She said as she hovered in the air delicately, her cloak swishing gently along her sides.
Link nodded. 'Ghirahim said that he could no longer sense Zelda. But she still here; it's faint, but I can feel her presence.' He thought to himself as he picked up his pace.
He couldn't help but stop when he reached the door. Turning back to stare at the now empty room, Link's hand subconsciously rose to his lips as his thoughts traced back to the kiss that Ghirahim and enforced on him. He gave a shuddering breath and shook his head. Pushing his conflicted emotions deep down in his mind where they would be temporarily abandoned, Link proceeded through the golden door and into the Skyview Spring.
Sooooo, whatcha' think of my first fight scene? I hope it wasn't too too long! Reviews appreciated :D (I swear you'll get sick of me saying that sooner or later :P)