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Possession

Chapter 11

Possession

They felt it again. That burning rush, the voluptuous adrenaline that flowed through them as they engaged in the act of lust – that sexual high. When their bodies melted together in a bliss of sweat and scents of arousal, just like last time, and their desires grew even more till they reached that blossoming peak.

When Veran dug her nails into the skin of Link's back as he lunged himself into her in their mutual display of carnal passion, his erect, firm member penetrating her slick core in a repeated fashion, that's when they knew for sure of their feeling to one another. To each other, they were Gods – and they worshipped each other like fanatics, zealous lust engulfing them and controlling their moves for what seemed like hours on end, and yet they craved more.

Whether it was Link thrusting into the liquid heat, or Veran taking control, riding on top of her man – it didn't matter. All they could think of was the continuing worship of each other's temples to sate their hunger.

And their hunger was great.

Naked flesh against naked flesh. Sinews tensed, throats went dry – the burning rush was only increasing in heat as Link bucked his hips further into Veran above him, he wanted to feel her honeypot grip his member with its soft insides which was granted with each savage thrust. Her breasts lied under his palms, ripe and firm for him to grope while Veran scratched his bare, toned body in her everlasting pleasure. Bathing in sweat and steam and dancing the dance of sexuality, their names rolled off their tongues in various forms of moans until the beckoning call was upon them; they could feel it, and they wanted it.

In their final moments, Link arched with all his primal might into his lover, sending them both to their climactic high as Veran screamed out loud. The tributes to their temples had now been paid.

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A few minutes later, once the lovers had regained themselves from their high, they had left the room – now filled with the scent of their passionate lovemaking – and had headed to the living room where they now lied on the couch, naked and sweaty still, to breathe out. Link was lying on his back, head against a pillow while Veran lied on top of him, resting her head against his chest. She could hear his heart beat in its slow rhythm. A hand was gently massaging her neck as they simply lied there in a blissful afterglow.

"You…" Veran began. Her voice was almost cracked, and she was panting relatively heavy. "Were absolutely… amazing…."

"You're one to talk…" Link replied, equally dry. "Whenever I'm with you like that, I … I just feel like-"

"An animal."

"Yes…"

Veran grinned, looking back up at her stud. "And a very marvellous animal at that… Honestly, your ferocity in bed is still surprising me. And to think that you never went out on Zelda like that…"

"It just never… Occurred, you know? We were too… romantic, I suppose-"

"It has nothing to do with you being romantic or not – if you feel strongly for your partner, then you should show it in the chamber. There are tons of romantic activities you can do, or say, whenever you want but in the bed, you should just show how much your lover turns you on and just…" She licked the bare skin beneath her, a tingling sensation occurring in Link's body as she did. "Turn into an animal. Which you've done oh so wonderfully."

Link grinned back at Veran. "I blame you for it."

"I guess I have that effect on you, stud."

"Can't say that I'm complaining though."

"So I've noticed…" Veran licked again, kissing the skin even. The sensation lingered like a thin feather brushing against his chest. Link's hand arched up, trailing inside the waves of messy orange locks as they simply lied there, enjoying the moment of their naked afterglow. It was still only early evening, but neither knew the exact time. Time was something they had easily forgotten and not bothered to check. Why was there a need for that when they could be resting in each other's arms, naked and content without a care in the world? For them, this moment right now was nothing but a piece of heaven.

The sound of his slow heartbeat and her warmth against his body more than they craved for now.

But in their blissful silence, the sudden noise burst through like a lone firework in the night, causing the lovers to slowly get up and locate its source. Link's cell phone was lying in the bedroom still due to the discarded clothes. It was faint, but in their silence they could hear it loud and clear. Link sighed as he began to get up, but Veran pinned him down with her body weight.

"I have to get it."

"It can wait…"

"What if it's important?" Link said.

"Then whoever it is will call again… Let's just stay like this a little while longer."

Link chuckled at his lover. Despite the weight, he got up, kissing Veran on the cheek before heading towards the bedroom. The chaotic piles of clothes made finding his pants a bit troublesome, but he ultimately found them along with his vibrating cell phone.

It was Zelda's number.

Link froze up and simply stared at the number. His phone kept vibrating in his hand, but he made no indication as to answer. He had indeed said he would have to talk to her soon, but now when she actually was calling he didn't know what to do. The images of her betrayal flashed before his eyes again, and his feelings that he had felt was returning as lightning speed.

He just wanted to hang up, or ignore it. Either way, he didn't want to talk to her just yet – but in his honesty, he knew too well that he would probably postpone it until it was too late to talk about it. And Zelda was equally stubborn, of that Link knew.

This was the last time the music would replay itself. A few more seconds and Zelda would assume Link was not hearing her or chose to ignore her call. It was now or never.

Link gritted his teeth. In a drastic attempt, he pressed the button and held the phone to his ear.

"Link here…"

"Link? Oh Goddesses…! Link! Oh thank the Goddesses I finally managed to get to you!" Link simply listened at that point. It felt like years since he had heard Zelda's voice, it was almost nostalgic. Her voice was high and loud, it sounded like she was on the verge of crying.

"I finally… I finally managed to get to you… Link, I know what you're thinking but please! Please! We have to talk…. I know you don't even want to see me but please!"

"…You're right. I don't want to talk to you." Link replied, ignoring the gasp he heard from the other end of the line. "But I know that we have to. Just… Where and when?"

"A-At my house… As soon as p-possible… Please? We really need to talk… There's something you need to know…"

He sighed deeply and prolonged. The moment he had not been looking forward to was now forced upon him. He could of course say no, but he was raided better than that; there was no possible way for Link to turn that coldblooded. Not even to Zelda after what she had done. "… I'll come over in a few minutes."

"Thank you! Thank you Link…!"

"Bye."

Link hung up immediately. Running a hand through his messy, and slightly sweaty hair, he walked back to the living room solemnly while Veran now sat up, waiting. She narrowed her eyes at him. "It was her, wasn't it?"

Link nodded.

"…And?"

"And… I guess I have to talk to her now."

Veran's narrowed eyes shot back up as her lips formed a sour expression. "I don't like it."

"Neither do I. But it's only a means to an end. With this, things will be official between us, and you and I won't need to think about Zelda anymore."

"I had already forgotten about her."

"You know what I mean."

Veran scoffed in anger. "Very well. Do what you have to do. Just… Don't take long."

"It will take the time it takes Veran. You worry over nothing here. "Link smiled at her and sat down beside her, his hand caressing the flawless cheek as he pulled her in for a kiss. The kiss was reciprocated as Veran snaked her arms around his neck, keeping him in place for a few minutes before he got up again.

"I have to go."

"Alright…" Veran replied. "I'll be over in my apartment then. Let me know when you get back, alright?"

Link smiled at her. "You know it."

Sharing another kiss, the lovers moved on to the bedroom to gather their clothes – still damp with rain moist and partially sweat.

Link skipped a shower – he would get one anyway once he stepped outside, with the only thing fresh being a new set of clothes consisting of a dark blue t-shirt and another pair of jeans, while Veran had to change when she got back to her apartment.

The rain was still pouring down in endless, merciless waves of watery bullets when they got up, thankfully they still had a roof over their heads as they did. They parted ways with a last, passionate kiss before Veran headed over to her apartment, and Link to his car. Neither liked the situation, but it had to be done and over with.

Once safely inside his car, Link started it up, its roar clashing with the sound of rain. A lightning was briefly seen in the distance, followed by a few seconds delay of roaring thunder.

Through the rain he drove, intent on getting to Zelda's house as soon as possible; the sooner he got there, the sooner he could get back home. There was little traffic tonight. A few cars drove by, and a single person on a motorcycle drove in the opposite direction.

Link sighed to himself. He didn't look forward to his meeting with Zelda.

Meanwhile, Veran had just put on fresh clothes, despite not having bothered with a shower as well. But contrary to Link's reason, hers was purely erotic; his scent was still on her. Whether it was her wrist, arms or even legs, she smelled of Link's bodily discharge, and it only aroused her more. A small smirk danced on her face as she breathed in his scent from her wrist, and the tingling sensation of their earlier rush was slowly resurfacing between her legs again.

"I'll ravage him when he gets back…" She said to herself, further smirking as she went on with her business; right now it was to lie down on the couch and browse the channels of her TV till Link got back.

Nothing good was on. It was either re-runs or shows that didn't catch Veran's interest, making her idea to pass the time even duller. She turned it off.

As she did, she heard her doorbell ring loudly, prompting her to get up. She smiled wickedly, hoping that it was Link who had returned with a change of his mind, and hopefully as aroused as she was. She jogged over to the door and opened it.

"Having second thoughts dar- …." Her mirth, her hopes, was both crushed the second she saw who stood there. Her flame-coloured eyes glared into crimson orbs that belonged to none other than Link's friend, Impa.

"I can see that Link isn't here." Impa said in her usual monotone voice, though her eyes exposed her anger quite clearly, mimicking Veran. "I'm surprised. I was sure he would be in here."

Veran glared back at the girl, teeth barely flashed.

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Link got out of his car and hurried over to the door, wasting no time. He wanted to avoid getting completely soaked in the downpour and luckily, Zelda seemed to answer his call within seconds, opening the door.

Their identical pairs of azure eyes met, and neither found the words. They stood there, staring without a hint of how to even begin – they hadn't seen each other in a while, at least not properly in Zelda's case. Her hair was unkempt and slightly messy, and her clothes were somewhat shabby – she hadn't bothered to freshen herself up either.

Suddenly, Link came back to reality. "Aren't you going to let me in?"

"O-Oh! Yes… sorry… Come on in." Link did as he was told and stepped inside, soaked and in a peculiar mood. He both liked to be back in Zelda's house and talk to her, but the memories of his last visit was easily slipping back to his mind. The more he thought of it, the angrier he grew, despite his attempts to not dwell on it. He spun back to face the brunette.

"So… I'm here. And you wished to talk."

"Yes… Uhm, could we go up to my room?"

"I'm fine standing here, thank you."

"Oh…"

She averted her eyes. Her whole body spoke for her in the absence of words; she was nervous, scared even, and embarrassed. But Link waited patiently. If she wanted them to talk, then she would have to make the first move.

"Link…" She finally said, meeting his eyes again. "I don't even know how I should start… But… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry you had to find out that way and… that you saw me like that… But it wasn't like it seemed! I didn't –"

"Looked to me like you enjoyed your time with… whoever that guy was."

"I didn't!" Zelda snapped. "I hated it! I hate it still! Link, please! I didn't cheat on you because I wanted to!"

Link felt his anger slip through cracks. "Then what, the hell, was that I saw then?"

"What you saw was indeed me being… intimate with another man. But Link, you have to believe me! I was forced into it!"

"…Forced?"

The brunette nodded. "About a month ago, maybe a little longer… Actually, I should tell you who I was forced to cheat with, Link…" She looked back at her ex-boyfriend, who only stared intensively at her, prompting her to continue. "There's the football captain the other class… You've met Groose before right?"

Link's eyes almost darkened at the mention of the name. "Groose? That… That oafish moron of a jock?"

Zelda nodded. She took a deep breath. "About roughly a month ago, he started to… Advance on me. He would try and meet me when as few people as possible were around, trying to take me out on dates… I told him off every time, but he just kept coming. It was harmless however, he would always just go away and mutter about something whenever I told him off. But he just kept coming back, even when I said I already had a boyfriend."

She averted her eyes again, quickly wiping away a few early tears with the back of her hand. "And then he just got bolder. He would keep insisting that "one date wouldn't hurt" and you "wouldn't mind". He didn't listen And I didn't tell you because I… I just didn't want to worry you over an idiot who I thought would leave me alone eventually… And then it happened…"

Link knitted his eyebrows. "It?"

Zelda nodded. It was a few days afterwards… We had just had P.E class and since I had to help the coach carrying back the equipment, I was the last one to take a shower and get dressed. I wasn't aware that he… he…. Snuck into the changing room until it was too late…. Link, he… he took pictures! Several of them, with his cell phone!"

"…What?"

"He took pictures of me, half of them I wasn't even aware! Link, Groose blackmailed me! He threatened to send them to his friends and even upload them across the school if I didn't do as he said!"

"Groose… Blackmailed you?" Link felt his rage scream inside – the same rage that had overwhelmed him when he had caught Zelda in the act. "But… Why didn't you tell me then?!"

"Because…" Zelda said. Tears had already started to roll down her cheek. "I honestly thought he only wanted one date. I was so stupid… It didn't end there. He… He touched me Link… For a month, up till when you found us, he would have me sneak away whenever we both could! …. At first he kept asking me to make out with him, or let him touch me when we were alone… Worst case scenario I had to… to… perform oral sex…."

Link felt his fists clench up.

"We've only had sex twice so far… and all of this happened because he had those pictures, including pictures of me and him together… He threatened to send them to you! I couldn't let him do that! And now…"

She fell to her knees. The tears stained her floor as she wept uncontrollably, and out loud. "And now I've already lost you anyway! Because of what I thought I did was right! Goddesses… I'm so fucking stupid!" She yelled out, cursing and hitting herself in the head with her clenched, petite hands. "So…! Fucking…! Stupid….!"

She felt a pair of strong hands grab her by the wrists, ceasing her bashing of the head as she looked up and saw him. His face, who had only sent scowls her way was gentle, sincere.

"Zelda…" he said. "Don't beat yourself up. I… The thought behind it was so typical you. You never want to hurt me, no matter what, and that's why I loved you. You were pure, sincere and fun to hang out with. So, in a way, odd as it may be, I thank you. But in the end, it was the wrong way to go about it."

They stared into each other's eyes. "Zelda. You should've told me, despite that. Yes, I would've been hurt, but we would have still been together. That damage is already done now, and Veran is the woman I'm together with now." He released her wrists and got back up, gently pulling Zelda up in the process.

The brunette, still crying, simply stared back at the blonde in disbelief at first. Link could barely meet her gaze; his stomach turned and his heart ached something fierce, like a dagger twisting inside of it.

"Do you… Do you hate me, Link?" Zelda ultimately asked. Link sighed, just barely meeting her eyes as he spoke.

"I don't hate you Zelda. But to be honest, for a while, I didn't like that you existed. That you had betrayed my trust and love behind my back was like an alarm clock, and I guess I detested you in a way. At least for that moment. I loved you. I loved you so much, and I wanted to be together with you forever. We had our fun times, and I will always cherish them Zelda."

He paused. "But that's how it's going to be. You and I are nothing but a memory. A fun, happy memory that I won't forget, but a memory nonetheless. Nothing more, and nothing less."

"So…" Zelda said weakly. Her voice wasn't there – it was just a whisper, coated with tears. "It's over then?"

Link nodded solemnly. "Yes. It's… It's over. One day, we might be friends again – remember those fun times we had before we became a couple? We can have those back. Just… bear with me for a little while longer."

She nodded, crying but nodding.

"I should go… I assume you want to be alone for a little while." She nodded again. "But before I'll go Zelda… I'll make one last promise to you."

"A promise…?"

"Yes. And once I've fulfilled it, you won't have to worry about Groose ever again." He smiled, weakly but it was still noticeable, and headed back to the door. "Farewell Zelda. Whatever you do with your life, I hope you find happiness."

Link paused again, halting at the doorstep. "Thank you for everything Zelda… I really had a wonderful time with you."

"Link, wait!"

He spun back around. "Zelda…?"

"….Tell Veran… Tell her that she better take care of you… or else."

Link laughed softly. "I will. And Zelda… For all that it's worth… I'm sorry."

There was nothing more to it. Link left out into the rain, letting the downpour drown Zelda's cries as he went into his car. Buckled up and free to express his rage, he fished up his cell phone as he backed out into the street, and just drove away. The signals were repeated three times before the other end picked up and answered the call.

"Yo, Ghirahim here…"

"It's me." Link said. He could see himself in the backview mirror. He was crying, despite his solemn face. "What I'm about to ask you is great, but I'll promise I'll make it up for you."

Another bolt of thunder flashed in the distance.

I'll be honest; I feel like beating myself up after writing about Zelda like this.