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Possession

Chapter 4

A Message

He felt his heart beat at a rapid rate as his excitement increased. The naked, teal skin was so spotless and alluring, it was begging to be caressed. His blue eyes stared at the voluptuous body in awe, his mouth drying up in the process of his bodily reaction to the high level of lewdness I.e. Veran.

Until his eyes finally averted upwards, meeting her amorous gaze and sly smile that forced him back to reality. As the realization hit him like a bullet, Link quickly jolted up and stepped out of the room, slamming the door close in front of him. His cheeks were flared up, his heart was ready to explode and his thoughts was in a chaotic disarray.

"IM SO SORRY!" He shouted, panic in his voice. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to peek! I was just wondering why you didn't answer the door and when it wasn't locked, I went inside without even thinking, and- Oh Goddesses! Veran you have to believe-"

The soft music that had been played was shut off, replaced by only a light chuckle. Link's ears perked up at the sound of genuine laughter. "Calm yourself Link! Honestly, you will have a heart-attack at this rate… I am not mad at you."

"W-what? But I walked in on-"

"An honest mistake. You are over thinking this, young man. You came looking for me regarding our little get-together, right? I forgot to lock the door and as a result, you simply walked in without a clue. You had honest intentions and simply made a little mistake."

Silence. Link leaned back against the wall, sighing deeply to try and calming himself. Unfortunately, his heart kept beating at his high rate as his mind re-envisioned the images of Veran´s panty-covered rear and her voluptuous, busty hourglass form. He shook his head, to no avail. "So… You are honestly not mad? I mean… Women usually don't approve of situations such as-"

"I told you Link, you are worrying too much. No harm has been dealt, you just happened to walk in on me when I was changing while listening to music that drowned out any sound. Could've been anyone."

"True… I suppose…" Link said with another sigh. He wiped his brow, noticing how his hand now was faintly damp. "So… You aren't mad then?" He heard the wooden door creak open, prompting him to turn his head to the now dressed woman. Her beautiful visage, now with small amount of makeup, radiated with a smile and a loving gaze. She now wore a dark-purple tank-top with black cargo-pants and lastly black socks. Her hair, while slightly messy on the front, was still pinned up in her little ponytail that dangled back and forth whenever she moved her head. She nodded back at the younger man, still flashing her smile.

"You are forgiven. If anything, I should thank you for looking for me. I appreciate that." She towered over him in a friendly manner, her visible eye that wasn't covered by her bangs of hair continued to stare into Link's, filled with friendless that displayed via her smiling lips. She reached out and let her slender fingers ruffle his golden hair with a playful chuckle, joined by Link.

"Don't worry your little head Link. I'm not mad. Besides, you didn't even see from the front~" Veran said teasingly, patting the boy on his shoulder as he blushed. "R-Right… So! Uhm… I just wanted to tell you that you may come over whenever you wish… We probably… uh.. Will watch a movie… or something…" Link mumbled, awkwardly scratching his neck while averting his eyes. Veran chuckled.

"I am pretty much done, so I'll accompany you back to your place…" She gave him a playful wink. "If that's alright with you."

His face remained crimson, but he managed a sincere smile. "Of course!" He began to walk, being just one step ahead of Veran who followed suite with one arm supporting her right elbow, a hand resting against her chin as she smirked with a lustful stare. ´Worked like a charm~´

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"I'm back!" Link shouted as he walked over the doorway, kicking off his shoes in the process. Quickly, Zelda stepped out of the kitchen with Impa right behind her. The brunette's steps was hesitant, but she managed to hug her boyfriend with a weak "welcome back." while Impa merely nodded at the boy with acknowledge. The tall girl averted her crimson eyes towards the unfamiliar face that stood just a few steps behind the young man, eyeing her bodily visage from head to toe. Their eyes met, locking on to each other with hidden thoughts as Impa slowly stepped forward to the woman, reaching out her hand. Hesitantly, Veran did the same, resulting in a strong handshake.

"Oh yes, Impa, this is my neighbour that I've talked about." Veran flashed him a sly smile. ´He talks about me huh..´ "This is Veran. Veran, this is Impa, a friend of ours." The two women looked back at each other, shaking their hands firmly. The sinews in their hands tightened, their grips growing stronger whilst they both nodded at one another.

"Nice to meet you." Impa said dryly. Veran, still smiling slyly replied with a light chuckle. "Likewise." Their hands remained in faint pain once they stopped shaking, but neither showed any sign of it. ´A strong grip… and she's quite tall for her age as well… nearly as tall as me.´ Veran thought to herself. Her eyes drifted back to Link, ignoring the brunette that clung to his side. "So, Link, what do you have planned for this fine day?" She asked.

Link smiled back at her. "Well, I was thinking about a movie.. My game-consol is still plugged in as well."

"W-we could… Uhm… we c-could.." Zelda began, her eyes mostly focusing on Link's. Impa, stepping up to her friend, placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "We should watch a movie, to start with. Maybe A Terminian Summer Night's Dream. That's a good one." The crimson eyes glanced back at Veran, a small smile decorating the blue-coloured lips, mocking in nature.

"Oh, I've seen it recently… Me and Veran watched it the day before yesterday." Link said. Zelda faintly winced, clinging onto Link's arm tighter while Impa arched an eyebrow, her eyes widening ever so slightly. From the corner of her eye, Impa saw Veran smile.

Mockingly.

"Yes, that was such a great time, wasn't it?" Veran added, smiling even more as Link nodded with a smile of his own. "It sure was! But, back at the task at hand, I do have a few more movies we could watch if you three are interested."

"What kind of movies?" Inquired Impa. "Uhm… I don't remember all the titles, I'll go check.." Link replied, smiling bashfully as he turned towards his room, Zelda still clinging onto his arm as they left Impa and Veran alone. The orange-haired woman felt the muscles around her right eye twitch in irritation at the sight, but quickly masked it. Simultaneously, Impa shot her a mild glare, the settling with a staring-contest.

"Is there something on my face?" Veran asked. Impa simply stared at her for a few more seconds, slightly shaking her head. "No. I was just thinking, that is all." She paused. "So, Veran. Link hasn't told us that much about you. What exactly do you do for a living?"

´Nosy…´ "I'm an interior designer."

"You seem quite young for being in such a professional occupation."

"I have a brilliant and artistic mind."

"Fascinating."

"It's a well-paid job. So how is school working out for you?"

Impa kept silent at that point. She remained impassive, but her eyes still glared into Veran´s. The older woman smirked triumphantly, if ever so slightly as Link and Zelda came back, holding a few DVDs in their hands. "You got quite the collection there." She said with a smile, whereas Link smiled back and nodded. "They're good movies, that's my best excuse. So, here's our choices. I'm fine with either one."

The women eyed the movies with curiosity; some titles was familiar, whilst others remained unheard of. Link had of course watched all of them, while Zelda had only seen few of the titles but Veran and Impa kept scanning them, unsure of what to vote on. Veran smirked with delight upon the notice of a good amount of horror-themed movies Link had stored up.

"I vote for this one." Veran said, smiling as she tapped her finger upon the surface of the cover. "Dark Skies of Skyloft is a good one, I've heard."

"But that's a horror-movie.." Zelda said meekly.

"That's what makes it good." Veran flashed the brunette a mocking smirk. "There's four of us, I think you're going to be fine…" ´Not that I care.´

"How about this one?" Impa said calmly, pointing at a different title. "The Fantastic Three. It seems… Promising."

"Oh, the one with the three heroines, Nayru, Din and Farore? That's a good one!" Link exclaimed, earning a small smile from Impa and Zelda respectively. The brunette squeezed his hand, earning his attention. "I would love to see that one as well!"

"I guess that's two for that movie then." Link said with a small laughter. "Is that alright with you then Veran?" He looked over at the older woman, who frowned back at the other three. Eventually, she shrugged it off, playing it cool. "I guess majority wins, though we could watch this one afterwards. The day is still young after all."

"Good point." Link replied. Veran smirked slyly back at him. "Well, lets get settled shall we? Zelda, could you fetch the snacks please?"

"I´ll get them." Impa intervened, immediately going for the kitchen. "You three make yourself comfortable already."

While surprised, the three did as they were told and headed towards the couch. Link began to adjust the settings while inserting the disc into the DVD. Once all was set, he slumped back on the couch, Zelda gently grabbing him by the hand. He smiled at her and gave her hand a light squeeze, feeling generally happy with hanging out with his girlfriend and friends like this. Then he felt his other arm brush against something on his left side, a warm, but yet cool feeling that almost sensualy kept brushing his arm. He turned his head.

Next to him, on the one end of the couch sat Veran, casually re-positioning herself. Her arm is what had brushed against his, and the mere thought of the close contact of skins made his cheek flare up. The images of Veran from just a few moments ago invaded his mind, and with the touch of her skin so close to his, altered the whole thing into a day-light fantasy; the thought of a naked Veran pressing her body against his. It wasn't helping that he knew the feeling of her breasts, even if they had been covered by her clothing.

Link shifted in his seat - the small motion allowed him a better reposition of his manhood that pressed against his jeans through his underpants.

"Im back." Impa said in her usual monotone. She carried two bowl of various snacks, which she then put on the small table in front of the sofa before taking her seat on the other end, next to Zelda. The next one and a half hour went by in mostly silence, with the exception of occasional bursts of laughter (mostly from Zelda and Link) while there was a few snickers or chuckles along the way.

The four of them watched the movie with interest, eating the snacks whenever they pleased and generally had a good time. For the most part. Link, while intrigued by the movie yet again, couldn't slip away from his persistent thoughts and imaginations; they demanded his attention, and the more he paid them it, the more he felt an urge building up in his lower body. His cheeks were hot, and every once in a while, he glanced at the woman next to him, her arm right besides his.

And just once did he catch eye-contact with Veran, her amber rubies staring right into his blue orbs. He quickly looked away, trying to preoccupy himself with the movie, unaware that Veran was smiling slyly at him.

Right before the movie cut to the credits, the group began to voice their opinions. "That was a greta movie!" Zelda exclaimed. "I cant believe I havent seen it until now!"

"Yes, it was quite good. I highly enjoyed the special effects…" Impa added, smiling slightly at the screen. Link nodded at the two. "I know right? A shame they didn't do a sequel to it, that would´ve been great!"

"I proved to be better than I thought it would be." Veran said. "Although it had its… lesser glorified moments."

"What?" Zelda turned to look Veran in the eyes. "It was perfect!"

"The script was too cliché. It was a standard, run-to-the-mill hero movie. It was good, but could´ve been better."

Zelda remained silent. She allowed a small frown reveal her feelings but she quickly looked away, not knowing that Impa continued to stare at Veran, as if she took her place. Veran shot back a smile before looking back at Link, patting him on the shoulder. "So, Link… Whats the plan now?"

He thought for a few seconds. The answer was simple, but the adultered images slowed him down. "We could watch the other movie! Its been a while since I last saw it."

"Sounds good.." Veran said with a smile. To her and Link´s joy, and Zelda´s and Impa´s dismay, they began to watch the horrific movie, with the lights off for added effect.

The rest of the day, and slowly evening, continued as they improvised on what to do; the horror movie proved to be too much for Zelda, who buried her face in Link´s shoulder while Impa merely winced at times. Link, courageous as he was, steeled himself as much as possible while Veran remained unfaced, even chuckling at some gruesome scenes. Taking a break, they had ordered pizzas from the nearby pizzeria and generally just watched whatever was on TV at that hour; a comedy show that wasn't too funny, but brought a few light laughters from the group as they chewed on their respective pizzas. They took turns on playing on Link´s old game-console, two at a time which proved too be their main event for a generally good time. At one point, whilst Impa played with Zelda, Link and Veran were left on the couch as the other two had moved forward closer to the screen.

He enjoyed watching the two girls playing so competively, it was fun. But admist his laughter was the thoughts of his neighbour, still lingering onto his mind and making his lower body a region of uncomfortably positions. His member had been stiff for the entire time, painfully so, and it didn't help that Veran kept brushing har arm against his, or smelled so strongly of lavender and citrus. Every now and then, he would catch eye-contact with the woman, and her gaze was dragging him in; he wanted to stare deeper into her eyes, but had to force himself look away.

He felt the pecuiliar urge growing. He bit the inside of his cheek to numb it, with little result.

Finally, the day had proceeded till 21:32. Impa and Zelda had decided to head home at the same time, seeing that Link was the one who would give them a ride home. They had already started to get dressed in their outer garments.

"You havent forgotten anything right? Cellphones or the like?" Link said, putting on his green jacket in the process. Impa and Zelda both checked their pockets, shaking their ends as they found out they had everything. "All good!" Zelda said with a chipper voice.

"Great." Link turned to Veran, who stood right at the doorway. "Thank you for coming Veran! It was fun as always to hang out with you."

"Likewise, Link. I enjoy our time together." Her gaze travelled to the other girls. "A pleasure to meet you both as well."

"Mm." Impa nodded, while Zelda did the same, albeit with a slightly shaky voice. "L-Likewise…" Veran turned her attention back towards the young man, smiling. "We should do this again sometime. After all, we live right next to each other."

"Yeah… I would like that." Link replied. "I wish you a good nights sleep Veran."

"The same to you, little student." A faint chuckle and a step forward, and Link was in the arms of Veran, returning the hug she gave him, albeit his head was now buried into her neck and shoulder as she bent down a little.

He inhaled her scent, much to his own surprise; the closeness to Veran was warm, and did nothing but adding the pain within his pants. Ending the hug, he quickly took a step back only to be met by Veran´s smiling face, which he answered by smiling himself.

Veran looked away; Impa and Zelda watched from behind Link, with Impa almost glaring daggers at her. Zelda looked worried, yet angry at the same time. An amusing sight for her.

"Well, time to get going I suppose." Link said. He opened up the door, with Veran following right behind until she took a turn to the left, heading towards her own door. "Drive carefully!"

"I will, thanks!" Waving goodbye, Link descended down the stairs against the chilly winds, to his car with Impa and Zelda following suite. Impa took a seat in the back, while Zelda remained by Link´s side for the most duration of the ride.

"So, what do you think? Shes friendly isn't she?" Link inquired, letting out a light laughter. The light was red.

"She seems… Interesting, I suppose…" Zelda replied, averting her gaze. "Didn't really talk too much with her…"

Impa remained silent. Link attempted to coax an answer out of her by shooting her a stare, but to no avail. She sat back, crossing her arms in her silence.

"I guess I don't… hate her, but…" Zelda began. Link threw glances at her as he drove down the streets. "…I guess Im just over-thinking things. Nevermind…"

"Zelda, dear, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?"

"I know…" She said meekly. The three remained quiet for the rest of the ride, until Zelda´s house was in view. Slowing down, the engine quieted down as it eventually came to a halt, and Zelda unbuckled her belt. "Thanks for the ride back, Link."

"Not a problem, you know I´ll happily do it."

"Yes… Link?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you too sweetheart. But sooner or later, you will have to tell me whats bothering you."

She kept silent. Her blue eyes averted from Link´s for a few seconds until she managed to look back up at him. "…I know… I-I got to go. Thank you for a wonderful time Link." She finished with a quick peck on his lips before getting out of the car, hurrying back inside her house. Link stared at her with a puzzled look until she disappeared behind the door, confused. "…What was that about..?"

He resumed to drive.

"Link, wait!" He turned back at Impa. "What?"

"Could I change seats?"

"Uh… Change seats?"

"Its still a way to go to my place. Easier to have a conversation if I sit in the front."

"Fair point… Although you have been silent the whole time…"

Impa didn't reply. With agile, she unbuckled her belt and got out of the car, repositioning herself on the front seat next to Link. The young man studied her for a second, before he turned the car-keys and slowly began to drive down the street. The dark of night was already over them like a blanket, the stars starting to regain their brightness across the sky.

After been driving for a few minutes, Impa finally spoke up, glancing at Link. "You sure seem close to that neighbour of yours, even though you havent known her for long."

Link shot back the glance. "What do you mean?"

"Its only been a few days, and you already hug her goodbye."

"I hug all my friends goodbye. Even Ghirahim. Though he hugs you whether you like it or not." Link said with a short laugh. Impa seemed to shiver for split second before she resumed the conversation. "I don't recall that we have hugged each other farewell, and I´ve known you for a good time."

"Uh… That may be true Impa, but you arent exactly the most… social of persons. You are hard to read." Link explained. "Forgive me if Im sounding harsh, but you give off a vibe that makes you hard to approach. Which is probably why I´ve never hugged you farewell before. You look like you would hate it."

"Is that so…" She said, quickly falling into silence again. Link decided against to say anything, focusing on driving until they reached Impa´s apartment building.

"We´re here."

"So I see. Thank you for the ride Link."

"Not a problem." Link offered her a smile. "I´ll happily give you a ride until your motorcycle is repaired."

"I see…" She unfastened her seatbelt, opening up the door and set her foot outside on the concrete, before she spun around.

In a single, fluid motion, Impa reached over to Link, her long arms wrapping themselves around his as best as they could, pulling him close. Her head hung over his shoulder, nearly cheek-to-cheek as she kept Link in a firm hug. He could hear her low breathing in his left ear, smelling her own scent that was indescribable. Utterly confused, he awkwardly returned the gesture until she eventually let go.

"See you in school, Link." Was all that she said before getting out of the car.

Link remained bewildered for the rest of his way home. He was confused, and even worried over the recent events; Zelda was clearly not herself, and Impa had started to act somewhat friendlier towards him. Was it connected? He couldn't see how.

His deep thought finally snapped as he found himself on the parking lot. He got out and locked the door, slowly stepping back up to his apartment door and getting inside.

He felt his head spinning. He was troubled by Zelda´s and Impa´s behaviours, whilst feeling a primal urge, forced upon by his imaginations regarding Veran. The same ones that had kept him painfully stiff the entire time.

Desperate, Link threw reason out the window. He staggered back to his room, climbing onto his bed. The images of Veran, both real and fantasy, visualized as he closed his eyes, a hand dragging down the zipper, his member poking through the button-less hole that usually was there for allowing easier urination. Now, it served as a shortcut to his acts without undressing.

He gripped it firmly, slowly working himself into a frenzy of strokes. The images of Veran, along with the remembrance of her smell, and the feeling of her skin and chest all came back to him to further drive him on. He jerked faster, his fantasies growing more erotic as the image of a naked Veran before him nearly did it.

Finally, he felt his member twitch. The feeling had reach its limit, and with a silent gasp, he shot his load in thick, long ropes across the sheets. His pleasure was a relief, and with a content sigh he felt his member slowly lose its stiffness. He felt released from the pain that had been afflicted upon him.

Until realization hit him; a sledgehammer upon a wall of glass. Not the white stains upon his bed, but what had caused him to release it.

He had masturbated to his neighbour.

Link bent over in emotional pain. He felt ashamed over himself - Here he was, a young man with a happy relationship with Zelda, and yet he masturbated like a pervert, over his neighbour no less! He felt degraded, as if he had broken Zelda´s trust.

´Im overreacting… right?´ He told himself. ´I cant possibly be the first guy that has done this… But still! I just… I just…´

He stopped himself. Quickly putting his softened member in place and zipping up, he decided to get paper; lots of paper. He could chastise himself afterward, but first he had to clean off his bed.

Just as he was about to enter the kitchen, he heard the doorbell ring, once, twice… three times. He stared at the door in a mixture of light irritation and bewilderment, not expecting anyone at this hour. He walked towards the door, trying to regain composure.

He unlocked it. His hand on the handle.

He opened up, and his eyes found themselves staring into the fiery-coloured orbs, accompanied by a sly smile.

Oh my! What will happen next?! Find out next time!

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