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"Aah-!" Link was slammed against the wall, a strong hand between his shoulder blades, face against the cold, hard stone. Ghirahim's other hand quickly pinned his hands above his head, tongue rolling over his shoulder and neck. Stifling his emotions and reactions, Link tried to reason with the demon lord. "How did you catch me without teleporting?" The demon let the hand on Link's back move up to play with his hair, removing the tiara only to have the cascading golden-brown locks cover Link's neck. "I believe that is my secret, Sky child. Now…" he retracted his tongue only to start nibbling on the boy's ear. Suppressing a shudder, Link took a different approach. "Can I wear something else? We…" he swallowed, ashamed at what was about to come out of his mouth. "We could… play another round of tag?" Feeling the pressure removed from his body, he turned to see the demon looking over him curiously, chuckling while his eyes sparkled with hidden desires. "Starting to enjoy our little games, Sky child? Good. Oh, how I love games." He smirked, sending chills down Link's spine that weren't just from his clothing shortage. Before Link could react, Ghirahim had shoved a paper-bound parcel in his hands and shoved him towards yet another spare room. "I'll be here awaiting your reappearance, Sky child!"
Turning his head to gauge the distance between the demon and himself, Link skidded to a halt. He promised no teleporting, and he was right behind me, so where- Link's head flew upwards, glaring at the being walking with his head almost touching the roof. Ghirahim snapped his fingers and multiple daggers appeared before him, a second snap hurling them in his direction. He rolled out the way, hand reaching behind him for his blade. How did I agree to this without at least a weapon?! He tried to run, but found that he couldn't. Glancing back, he saw the hem of his dress fastened to a wooden door by a dagger. Yanking them away from each other, he turned and fled again. Well, at least it's warmer than the tutu… I just have to stay away from wooden surfaces. Running blindly, still not having covered the entirety of the castle to find an escape route, he ran through a door and slammed it behind him, catching his breath. When he lifted his head to observe his surroundings, his face fell. He was staring at a long corridor with no decoration, ending with a small area concealed by darkness. Opening the door a crack, he watched the demon casually getting closer to his location, daggers at the ready. Link sighed and took his only option – forward.
"We meet again, Sky child. You're too much of a goody-goody to be able to hide in the darkness. I can smell your blood swelling in fear~" Link gulped, controlling his breathing, still flattened against the wooden surface. In the darkness, he couldn't see what it was, but he knew from his desperate struggle that it wasn't a door. The demon stalked gradually closer, body lithe and relaxed, drinking in every detail of the scene before him. A white-clad right hand twirled a dagger between its fingers as his left was half-raised, fingertips touching as their owner pondered his next move. "You have a choice, Sky child. We can do this the easy way" his empty hand beckoned the boy forward. "Or the hard way." Fingers ceased twirling the dagger, instead clutching the blade against a gloved palm. Link understood its message. What do I do? 'Link! Listen to me!' Who-Zelda?! How- 'There's no time to explain! You have to get out of there!' But- 'You're leaning against a drawbridge. Get enough pressure on there, and I think you know the rest. This is all my time…' Zelda, wait! 'Goodbye, Link. By the Goddess, may we meet again…" Zelda! Link was jerked back to his reality by a dagger landing perilously close to his neck, but at least it didn't catch the material. "There, that got your attention. It would seem you chose the hard way-"
"Wait!" Link called, arm raised. "I wont come forward, but…" He once again cursed his actions and silently berated himself. "Perhaps you'd like to come forward into the darkness?" Ghirahim chuckled, eyes glinting maliciously, drilling into the darkness ahead of him. "And why would I do that? I wouldn't get to see you in your gorgeous…" he paused, licking his lips, before purring out his next words. "Maid outfit~" Link gritted his teeth at the reminder, swallowing his pride and letting a bare leg out past the darkness. "Please?" he cooed, trying his best to sound seductive. Seducing another male… and an enemy, no less! You'll be in real trouble when you get back to Zelda. The chuckling erupted into a roar of laughter, before the demon licked his lips again, quickly advancing forward and pushing the boy back against the wood, making his glove disintegrate so his flesh could be felt running over the exposed leg. Link shuddered, more in pleasure than disgust, much as this disturbed his conscience.
Link faked a soft moan, thankful for the darkness concealing his hard eyes, manipulating his voice to help lure the demon into his trap. "Please…" The boy was astounded at his own knowledge of this sort of thing, having never done anything remotely related. "Please?" Ghirahim echoed, eyebrow raised in curiosity. Too impatient to wait for an answer, Ghirahim let his hand slowly wander up the outside of Link's leg, earning a shiver in response. "P-please…" Link grabbed Ghirahim's shoulders and quickly brought him closer, wincing slightly at the self-inflicted pain of the demon slamming against his chest, but it was enough. The drawbridge began falling backwards, and before the demon knew what was going on, Link had kicked him over his head and into the moat. Pulling the dagger from the wood beside him as he used the same momentum to flip and right himself, Link ran from the castle, not looking back until he stopped in his tracks, glaring at the wasteland before him. Is this really the Surface? And... can I leave Fi behind? What about the rest of my stuff? …Imagine Zelda's face if she saw me like this… Heaving a great sigh, Link ran back into the castle. Why does it have to be so big?