Twilight-Dipped Dreams

Chapter 3

Part 1

She stared at him and he stared at her for a few moments. As soon as his finger twitched, she screamed and smacked him in the face with the book she'd just found, "Sweet raptor Jesus!" She yelled, before dipping out and Ganondorf got to his feet and ran after her. She tripped, but turned her falter into a front flip and continued on. Eventually, she darted into an empty room, and completely vanished as soon as he took a torch to the room. When he back was turned, she slowly lowered herself into the threshold of the door, and crept into the hall and out of sight.

Kohana ran up to the grey tower, looking around, seeing a window leading outside. It was high- but she'd try to make it. She threw the book up and it fell with a soft thump, before she rebounded off a wall and grabbed the edges with a grunt. Her body slammed into the wall, knocking air out of her lungs, and she hung there, limp and breathless. She pushed her nails into the crannies between the stones, and hauled her up with all the strength she had left. It was raining outside.

Perfect! Her body temperature had increased and she wasn't sure why. Time to cool off- before something grabbed her ankle and she whipped her head around to look back. A chain was around her ankle- and Ganondorf on the other end of it,

"Ye-haw." He said sarcastically, before giving a powerful tug, and she grabbed onto a piece of metal jetting from the wall as she was pulled back. The metal bended and creaked, and a moan escaped her lips- the origins were unknown of this sound. Ganondorf hesitated,

"Stooooop!" She said, "I-I don't feel good-" She grabbed the book, just as he tugged again, and yelped and she was pulled back. Ganondorf, being the awesome bad ass he was, caught her. "Oh Fyora!" She gasped, Ganondorf frowning, "H…Hi…"

Ganondorf carried her and her book, back to his room, but she jumped down and went over to her room, "My night gown- I need to change into it." Ganondorf stared at her questioningly, before nodding, and she went to her room. She moved her hand over the panel, the lock unlocked, and she put the book behind the panel, on the step below. She closed it and it locked on its own, before she changed into a dark blue night gown. She went to his room, Ganondorf already in his own nightwear. A thin black robe with golden acrylic styles on it.

"You're not going to fight me? Or try to…?" Ganondorf let the question hang and she slowly shook her head.

"I still hate you." She told him, and he smirked, "Stay on your side of the bed, please." She slipped into the left side of the bed, under the soft sheets, his mattress surprisingly firm- with a touch of softness. A large, firm hand wrapped around her waist and she was taken back against Ganondorf's chest. "Huh!"

Ganondorf kisses her neck nibbling here and there. He was making a pass at her! His left hand ran down her left side to her upper thigh, and she blushed, his fingers just millimeters away from her panties. She shivered, his right handholding her right hand as he rolled onto his back, resulting in her laying against his chest. She pushed him away, "No!"

"You want to know a secret, Kohana? I'm 5 times your size!" Ganondorf said in her ear, and she cringed as he flipped her onto her back, and he kissed her neck again,

"Th-this rape!" Kohana yelled, but he ignored her, slipping his left hand into the small of her back, pulling down the spaghetti strap of her night gown to nibble and suck on her shoulder. "S-Stop this!" She whimpered, struggling against him. As his lips traveled down to her sternum, his gently placed her hands on his shoulders, putting his left on her left hip and his right under her back. Despite how gentle he was and how slowly he was taking all of this, trying to calm her and help her ease into it, he realized one thing when he glanced up to see her face for her reaction.

Not all of the gentleness and kindness in the world could make her stop crying.

"S…" Was all she managed to say, before covering her face, letting the tears fall, as her lips were parted, and her breathing turned rugged from the tears? Ganondorf gingerly continued to brush his lips against her skin and her stomach, hugging her waist and hips. He stopped his forehead against her stomach.

Her skin was velvety and soft to the touch, everywhere he touched her circled with warmth and let out a small burst of her natural scent, like you'd touch a glade air puffer for a new puff of fragrance. Her fragrance was somewhere between cherry blossoms and vanilla, or a mixture of the two, it always changed but it held the same word in his mind when he smelt it. Erotic. Her long hair- if she at up now, in her partial nudity that he'd put her in, would cover her breasts as if she was some type of mermaid.

Ganondorf lay there, slowly closing his eyes. This one moment…would be the last for him. He pulled away, not looking at her, but to the pillows just behind her right shoulder, "Leave." It was stern, but she slipped out of the bed and left the door, the sound of the door echoing in his mind. Ganondorf sat there, covering his face with a hand.

Kohana, will you come with me? The other female voice he'd heard in Kohana's room, when he pressed his ear to the door with concern. Ganondorf...He'll never find you again.

Ganondorf clenched his teeth, as Kohana packed a few things and grabbed her cloak, Zelda smiling at her warmly as she slipped past the panel to the stone they both stood on now. Zelda took her hand, and the panel was locked, before they flew down the all. The Villain heard a commotion, and went over to his window in a stoic state, and looked out. Two horses, fled from his kingdom once more.

Everything went in slow motion, as the back horse rider, looked back at the castle, almost directly at him. Dark red tresses swirled and danced on the wind in this moment of slow motion, and Ganondorf's breath caught in his throat. The person was cloaked- but something whispered that it was a fallen angel. Kohana's face turned into something similar to what one would think of as regret, but it was her accepting the path she'd chosen.

"Master Ganondorf, shall I ready your horse to give chase?" A servant asked, and he couldn't say anything for a long minute, before giving him an answer.

"Let them leave." Ganondorf said emotionless, and put his hand on the window, as he watched them vanish. The servant bowed and left, shutting the door.