This has been in my docs (Finished) for months and i have no idea why it hasn't been posted yet. Oh well. It is here now.
Enjoy!
I laughed as the lithe male collides with the wall of lockers. "Watch where you're going, freak!" When my group of friends turn the next corner, I stay back. Sheik, the guy I just shoved, is picking himself up off the floor. Come on! Why don't you defend yourself?! Get mad or something! He wipes his eyes on the end of his white, turtleneck sleeve and unlocks his locker.
Gods! We do this everyday and I can never get enough of him. That single, barely-a-second moment where my hand is against his lower back is what I live for. I just wish I could touch Sheik more often. Maybe kiss him. Tell him how wonderful he is. Run my fingers through his hair. Work those skin-tight pants off his slender legs. Mouth the hole of his collarbone. Leave love bites across his chest. Whisper sweet nothings in his ear. Ah, geez! I love him so fucking much! Why can't I just tell him?!
My heart is racing as I grab my books from my locker. Link had just came walking through and practically bashed me into my locker, but I didn't care that it hurt. I loved him too much to hold a grudge. I remember back when I was in elementary school and he walked me to my bus every day, holding my hand the entire time and keeping the bigger kids from pushing me over. I bet Link doesn't remember. He may bully me now, but I know there is a soft side in him and I desperately want to bring it out. I just don't know how.
"See you at Zelda's party, Link." I wave off my group of friends and head to the locker room. I smell like the wrestling team and that is saying something. Not in a good way either. I barely notice another shower running as I step into the closest one. I hum lightly to myself, not realizing that I am harmonizing with the singing coming from the other guy. I make quick work of lathering the soap and cleansing myself.
When I step out of the shower, what do I see... A half-naked Sheik with a towel slipping down over his red face. It is only after following his gaze do I feel self-conscious. Here we are. Half-naked and staring each other down. I'd call it a small victory if not for the erection I'm getting. Sheik mumbles something, but I don't hear it. I can only watch as he faces his locker, body stiff. It makes me angry. So angry that I am standing behind him, my hands on either side of him.
"What's wrong, Sheik?" I whisper in his ear, blowing more air out then necessary.
"No-Nothing is wrong. I just n-need to get dressed." He doesn't make a move to open his locker and it causes me to grin.
"Why don't you stay a while. We can chat, hmm." A small moan leaves the smaller boy as my lips trace his shoulder. Goddess Nayru! What am I doing?! Is this what a couple months of bottled sexual desire does to someone?!
Sheik looks over his shoulder at me, want in his eyes, and I can just imagine how he would look it we actually had sex. Maybe that is what I need. To release this craving. So, I move closer. My crotch is against Sheik's backside and I can hear his shallow breathing.
My face cracks into a wide grin as Sheik grips the edge of his towel. "L-Link, wh-what are you do-doing?"
"What am I doing, Sheik?" My hands find his hips and I massage the area tenderly.
"Is this some n-new punishment?" Sheik whimpers as my fingertips barely slip under the edge of his towel in the loose areas around his hipbones.
"If that's what you want to call it." I chuckle and nuzzle into his white-blond locks.
Then I feel the hiccuping motion of Sheik's body. It is like he is holding back from crying. I step back and turn him around. Sure enough, tears are running down Sheik's face.
"Sh-Sheik?" I realize what I was doing. Pushing myself on the one I love. And for what? To rape him and have him hate me for the rest of our lives.
He flinches as I take his face in my hands. "Hey, calm down. Please. I'll leave. I'm sorry. I-"
"No!" Now it is my turn to be surprised. Sheik looks up to me and I can see happiness, but also confusion. "Don't go."
"Are you sure?" Instead of answering me, Sheik leans up to press a kiss to my lips. It is light, chaste, and innocent. Not to mention it only last for a second. But it is the best kiss I've ever had. I only have one issue. "Why?"
Sheik bites his lip. "It's what you want, right?"
I smiled softly. "Yeah."
I wait in the spot Link brought me to earlier. Right now, he is calling to tell his friends some excuse for why he can't make it to some girl's party. Instead, he wants me to come home with him. We made a deal in the locker room that Link wouldn't bully me if I do everything he wants. That happens to be allowing him to press me against my gym locker and attacking my neck. I really hope it doesn't warm up any time soon or my aunt will see the marks.
"Ready to go?" I glance to the side and see Link looking at me, a hunger in his eyes. Maybe I'll lose my virginity tonight. I can only hope.
I shrug. "I guess."
My mouth feels like it is going to drop open as I take in Link's mansion. It is huge, but empty. Not when it comes to furniture though. What I mean is it feels empty. Like no one lives here.
Link takes my hand in his and we ascend the grand stairs. "My room is this way."
Soon enough, we are in Link's rooms. Yeah, rooms. He has the typical rich people set-up. A sitting room, bedroom, bathroom, walk-in closet. All done in greens, golds, and wood.
He seems to suddenly realize why I've been silent. "Too fancy?"
"N-No. It... It's just a lot to take in. I never thought I would be here... in your room." I blush lightly and tilt my head to the side to hide behind my hair.
"Neither did I." I gasp as Link presses a hand to my chest, slowly walking me back until I fall on his couch.
My heart races as he stands in between my legs simply looking down at me. I gulp and voice the question that has been on my mind for almost an hour now. "Are we going to have sex tonight, Link?" I want to take it back as soon as the words leave my mouth, but then I see Link's face. He is smiling softly down at me.
"Do you want to?" I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like I should be truthful with him.
"Yes."
My heart is racing. Light breathing is the only sign that Sheik is in my bed. He curled up more and more as he slept. Now I can only see his hair peeking out of from under my green comforter. It was such a cute trait. I had no idea how Sheik could take a nap. I was full of energy. I swear I could take on the world right now. But I guess it is different for the person on the bottom. Don't know why. I was the one that did all the work.
I flushed, thinking about what would happen if Sheik took charge. Sweat glistening on his torso and thigh muscles constricting as he rode me like one would a horse. Oh, goddesses. I suddenly craved to make that reality. The only thing stopping me is the fact that Sheik complained about hurting before passing out. I guess that would be why he is tired. Eh... Whatever. I'll just peel back the covers and watch him sleep. Or perhaps I will curl up next to him.
A whine came from my slumbering bed partner as his eyes move about under his lids. I can only assume he is dreaming. What about, I don't know. I wonder if he has been wanting to do this for a while now as well. Would we make a habit of this? I desperately hoped so. My mind was pleading for me to never let him go. Sheik let out a content sigh and cuddled around my thigh. My eyes widened when I realized I had shifted closer to him and started running my fingers through his hair. Gods, he is so perfect.
I allowed a blush to take over my face as I imagined asking Sheik to date me. We would be happy for the rest of our high school careers and then I would beg him to move in with me as we studied at our respective colleges. He would cook breakfast one morning and I would act like nothing was special. Then bam! He turns from the stove and I am down on one knee asking for his hand in marriage.
If only things would work out like that. It is a shame Sheik only slept with me because I'm his bully and he would rather have sex than be hit. A few tears drip down off my chin and onto Sheik's face. When did I start crying?
Warm. So very warm. I don't want to move.
But things have never gone my way. Something wet lands on my cheek and I groan. What the hell? I was sleeping and now it is raining. Is that it? But I was inside, so it couldn't be raining.
My eyelids flutter open and I want to burrow in the covers away from the light over on Link's bedside table. Wait... Link? Did we really...? I shift and gasp. Yeah. We did. My face heats up as I replay my afternoon of passion with my secret love. Sadly, he will probably never want it to happen again. Another drop lands on my cheek and I look up in the direction it fell from. Only to be met by crying blue eyes.
I try to rack my brain for why he would be upset, but find none. I guess it would be best to simply ask. "Link?"
He finally seems to realize that we have been having a staring contest and wipes the tracks from his face. "Huh. Oh, sorry. I was spacing." He gives a light chuckle, though it holds no humor.
"What's wrong?" I try for a stern expression, but my lower back is throbbing so it probably looks more like a grimace.
He freezes before putting on a fake smile. "Why would something be wrong?"
I bite my lip and move to sit up. The pain is... Well, painful. But I ignore it. Link is what is important right now. "You were crying."
"Was not." We both seem a little surprised by that answer, perhaps Link more so than me.
"Yes, you were." I say it slowly and bring a hand up to cup his jaw, but Link flinches and practically shoves me away. He stands at the side of the bed now. I would be embarrassed by his nakedness if not for the frustration bubbling in me.
"No. I wasn't." Blue eyes narrow. "And why would it matter to you, Sheik. You're just the kid I like to bully turned whore. Not that this wasn't a nice bit of sex."
I growl and jump from the bed, not caring of the white-hot fire in my lower back to tackle Link. "You arse!"
He hisses as I punch him, my fists connecting with his shoulders over and over. Within seconds, I'm the one of the floor and Link is perched on my stomach. "The truth hurts, huh. It sure was easy to get you out of your clothes and into my bed. Ah, the way you screamed for me."
I saw red at the insult, but the ultimate sadness cooled the blood lust in my veins. Instead of throwing him off, I covered my eyes with my forearm and cried. "Bastard! I fucking hate you! I hate you so much! I just want you to disappear!" But really, I wanted to disappear. I felt so stupid. Here I was, giving him my virginity, for nothing.
"Sh-Sheik?" Link's voice lowered to a whisper as he spoke my name.
"Get off me!" When Link didn't move, I scrambled out from under him. I limped around the room, gathering my articles of clothing. The moment I reached my pants, I pulled out my phone. I wiped at the remaining tears on my face and waited for Midna to pick up.
"Hey, Sheiky."
"I'm over on the west side of town. I'll wait for you at the corner of Kokori Road and Hero Lane. Please, come get me." I knew I was being rude, but in my defense I was pissed.
"Getting my shoes on right now. Love you, Sheiky."
"Love you." The phone quieted as Midna hung up and I tucked my phone into the back pocket of my pants before pulling them on.
"Who was that?" I scowled at Link as I headed around the bed for the door.
I couldn't help but think 'at least he put some pants on'. I wouldn't have been able to look at him much longer. "Why is it any of your business who I talk to."
"Because..." He trailed off and I rolled my eyes. Typical.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." I sighed and started for the door.
Suddenly, Link was standing in my way
"Don't go." His eyes were pleading, but I was far past my breaking point.
He flinched slightly as I gave him a hatred-fueled glare. "Move."
Link shifted side to side as he spoke. "But if I do, you'll leave."
"Yeah, I will." The words came out as a snarl and I almost wanted to apologize. "What does that matter to you?"
Link's arms came up to fold in front of his bare chest, curse my brain for noticing this fact, and he whined. "I don't want you to."
"Din dammit, Link. Really. You're acting like I'm yours and that you care, yet you just called me a whore." I felt on the verge of tears again, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of getting to me once more.
"I didn't mean it." My heart skipped a beat as Link sent me an awkward smile. "I like you, Sheik."
Suddenly, I was fueled by a new wave of rage. I took quick steps forward and slapped Link across the face. Hot tears were raining down from my probably bloodshot eyes. "How dare you?! You think that it's okay to just say that! You think that sweet talking me will make this all better! Well, you're wrong! I hate you! I fucking hate you, Link! Gods, I hate you!" Link's arms wrapped around my waist as I slapped his chest over and over.
Even through all his wincing, Link was able to speak. "It's okay, Sheik. I don't blame you. I hate myself right now because I can see the pain all this has caused you. So much more than my fist ever could have. I'm sorry." He pulled me closer as I gave up attacking him and just let me cry.
I stopped a few minutes later and pulled away from him. Link watched me walk around him and out the door. I could feel his eyes on me even as I made my way down the sidewalk and to the corner where Midna had been waiting for me. Midna didn't question why she had seen me leave Link's house or why I had a distinct limp. For that, I was thankful.
And now, here I am, a week later.
"Sheiky! You're out of my favorite cereal!" I sighed as Midna came rushing into my room with an empty box.
"Sorry. I was supposed to go shopping last Friday." Neither of us mentioned that I could barely walk without wincing that day. "I'll go get some tomorrow, if that will make you happy."
"But I want Agitha's Golden Bug Crunch now!" I sighed again and stood up from my desk where I had been attempting to do my homework.
"Fine." I pulled on my favorite pair of boots and headed down the hall before realizing Midna wasn't following me. She was lounging on my bed when I peeked back in. "Are you coming with me?"
"Nope." She smirked and I rolled my eyes.
I gulped at the empty shelf. Midna was going to kill someone. Probably me. Her favorite cereal was being discontinued. Apparently, people were finding actual bugs in their cereal.
"Yep. Sucks, don't it." A deeper, almost familiar voice sounded to my right and I glanced over to find a rather attractive guy.
His pitch black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, but I could tell it would brush his shoulders if down. Deep burgundy eyes surrounded by tanned skin stared back at me. And then something hit me where things truly hurt. This guy looked just like Link if that stupid jerk had black hair, red eyes, and sightly darker skin.
I averted my eyes and tried to breath normally. "Y-Yeah. My friend will be disappointed."
He laughed and it reminded me of Link's so much. "My little sister bought as many boxes as she could off Gossip Stones when she heard the news. Now we have a shed set aside for her."
"Hmm. Perhaps I should pay a visit to your house. Where do you live?" His lips spread into a wide grin at my antics.
The guy leaned in closer and looked around like he thought we would be listened in on. "Aryll would have my head if she knew I let someone take her cereal, but you are awfully cute, so maybe I could sneak a few boxes to you when they come in."
I blushed at the compliment. "Midna would be pleased."
"Perhaps we should exchange numbers. Just to make our sneaky deal. Nothing more." He winked a second later. "This is my way of hinting that I want your number, Beautiful. In case you didn't pick up on that."
I, honest to Goddess Farore, giggled. The black-haired guy's eyes widened and I could feel my face redden further. "Sure. You can have my number..."
"Yami Rinku 'Dark' Courest." He must have seen my confusion, because he went on. "But I just go by Dark to the people I like and I sure do like you, person I don't know the name of yet but will soon I hope or I won't remember who's number yours is."
"Sheik Shay Shadiah. I go by Sheik." I realized my name is odd to anyone not Sheikah.
"You're Sheikah?" I nod. "Wow. I haven't ever seen a Sheikah before. And your first name is just a shortened version of your race. Why is that?" My heart rate slowed from the pounding it was. Did he sound curious?
"It's family tradition to name the first-born of every generation after our great hero, Sheik, so I carry the name with pride." I tried to puff out my chest, but ended up laughing and causing Dark to laugh as well.
"By the Three. Where in the hell did you go, Dark?" The one person I had hoped to not run into rounded the end of the isle and our eyes locked.
Something cold dropped into my stomach and I suddenly felt like throwing up. I avoided looking at Link as he walked over and made sure to get Dark's attention before speaking. "I guess I should be heading back to tell my friend the news. So, I suppose we should exchange numbers. If only for our secret plan. You don't mind if I put you in my phone as tall, Dark, and handsome, right?"
I pulled out my phone as Dark chuckled. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. And you shall be Red-eyed Beauty in mine."
We swapped numbers and I was surprised by a hug from my new friend. "Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Sheik."
I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. "You too, Dark."
He smiled before walking off, not realizing he was leaving his brother, Link, behind. I dearly hoped Link would just go, but things haven't gone my way in a while.
"I've been meaning to talk to you." My blood ran cold as Link spoke. What could he possibly want from me that he hasn't gotten already?
I scowled as I faced him, hoping to mask my nervousness. "What the hell do you want now, Link? Because I want nothing to do with scum like you."
"I messed up, okay." Now it felt like my veins were on fire from my rage.
I stomped the few steps over to him and poked Link hard in the chest. "Just because you say you messed up doesn't mean I'll become you docile little puppy again. As far as I'm concerned, you should be bending to my every whim and kissing the ground I walk on like I'm a god just to be around me."
Link at least had the sense to look ashamed. "I know."
It was slightly satisfying to have him speak so solemnly. "You'd better. Now, I need to go. If you really want to be a part of my life again, Link, then you should do something pretty great for me. Just apologizing for tormenting me the entire time I've been in high school and then calling me a whore after letting you fuck me once won't cut it."
I was a few steps away when Link spoke. "I'll be your slave for as long as it takes, if you want."
Blue eyes met mine as I spared a glance over my shoulder. The adoration and longing in Link's eyes nearly floored me. I swallowed and nodded as much as one can with their neck turned as much as mine was. "I suppose it could work."
Not two seconds later, Link was at my side and had the basket of groceries I had been carrying. "I can carry these for you, yeah."
My heart skipped a beat at the honest look in those crystal orbs. It didn't surprise me when I licked my lips before speaking and Link focused in on them. "It's a start, I guess."
"What is he doing here?" Midna's glare could kill as Link walked into the front door of my house with me.
"He's trying to make up for what he did. Don't know what good he thinks it will do." My best friend scoffed and, before I knew what was happening, Midna pulled me into the kitchen.
"You cannot be serious, Sheik." She gestured back to the living room. "That fuckwad isn't worth your time. Kick him out."
I sighed, knowing she was going to be upset. "I'm going to let him attempt to make up for his mistakes, Mid."
"Yeah." We both glanced over to see Link in the doorway. "This 'fuckwad' is working on making amends no matter what that means or cost."
Midna seemed to be on fire as she stormed up to Link and I winced at the look of fear in Link's eyes. Not that it helped she was almost as tall as he was. "If you ever pull the shit you did to Sheik ever again I will fucking kill you. And if you even dare to touch him, I will fucking kill you. You even think about him indecently without his permission, I will fucking kill you. Hell, I'd kill you right fucking now if Sheik wasn't such a love-sick puppy still."
"You have no idea the amount of support I have given him. So much more than you ever could even imagine to. That is something you need to get through your tiny, deku nut sized brain. Whether you want to admit it or not, you fucked up enough that Sheik should have thrown you aside unless you got down on your knees and begged for forgiveness after getting run over by a hundred Gorons and stung by a thousand gohma larvae while choking on red potion." Even I was floored by the venom in Midna's words. "He deserves the best of the best and you've already proven it just isn't you. I suggest you step up your game, treat him right, or go jump off a cliff because you should be nothing to him right now."
Link's eyes were sad as he ducked his head and a small glimmer of hope developed in my chest at his words. "I promise I will do better."
"Promises mean absolute shit to us Twili." I could tell Mid was losing her anger as she flicked his nose. "Show me instead."
I sucked in a breath as Link walked over and got down on his knees. "Forgive me for being a huge jerk to you, Sheik, and I swear to the Three, and on my life, I will do so much better."
"I... uh..."
"This may be a bad time, but I want you to know that I..." He gulped and I was surprised as Link wiped tears from his eyes. "I cried because I knew you wouldn't love me. A-An-nd I know I deserve nothing but scorn and hatred from you, but I can only pray you will feel the same one day. I love you, Sheik."
"You are..." I ran my hand through his hair, still unbelieving of what I heard him say. It was so hard to take as truth, but when he flinched at my pause, I knew he wasn't lying. I smiled kindly. "Forgiven."
"Really? Just like that?" He jumped up at my nod. "C-Can I kiss you?"
I didn't miss the way Link glanced over at Midna. Those eyes were quick to look back at me as I laughed. "Yeah, sure."
Shaking, calloused hands took my face into their hold. His nerves were revealed more in that single action than any before. "I'm so sorry for how I treated you before. I was a fool to hide behind faked disgust and hatred."
"Kiss me before I change my mind." I caressed his face when genuine fear shown in his eyes. Fear of losing this chance. Losing me. "I'm kidding. But I do wish you'd kiss me sooner than later."
"Yes, Master." We shared a laugh as he closed the distance.
Bonus 1:
"I- I'll get a job closer to your college and find a different school closer and-"
I shushed my boyfriend. "Link, dear. You don't need to worry. I'm taking online classes. We can live anywhere you want."
"O-Oh, cause I found this nice one in Hylia Square in the Skyward district with-"
"Sounds wonderful already." He scowled at my interruption, but continued a moment later.
"Two bedroom, two bath. A jacuzzi tub-"
I purred and wrapped my arms around his neck. "It gets better."
"And massive shower. Not to mention a balcony overlooking the mountains with a window seat for two." Any annoyance at my interruptions disappeared as I shifted up to peck Link's cheek.
My boyfriend's eyes fluttered shut as I ran my hands through his hair, purposely scratching his scalp because I know he likes it. "Imagine the early mornings watching the sun rise."
Link sighed as I began to nuzzle into his chin. "Yeah."
"Imagine the sex we could have without your brother calling for dinner or Impa telling us to quiet down so she could read."
"Ye-" Surprised azure orbs looked down at me. "What?!"
"Don't tell me you don't look forward to being in a home all our own." Slowly, I started pulling him over to the bed. "No one telling us what to do, when to do it."
Link laughed lightly even as I lowered myself to the bed and he took the space above me. "We pretty much had that at my house."
"But Dark is such a mood ruiner. I swear he has a brother complex." Who would have guessed, eh?
I chuckled because Link now looked so puzzled. "A what?"
"Don't worry your pretty little head about it, love." To take his mind further off the subject, I began working the knots from his hair and rubbing his ears when i neared them.
A purr enveloped his voice and Link pushed his head further into my hands. "Mmm. Okay. Call me that again."
"Link, my lovely love that I love." I squealed as he pushed me back into the pillows. "Link!"
His name turned into a half-squeal, half-moan as he latched onto my neck. "Can't talk. Must make love."
It was like clockwork. We get into the mood and Dark comes in. Though I suppose he was quite shocked to see his beloved brother flip him off and tell him to leave. Not that the mood survived. But I was fine with snuggling into Link's arms and imagining us living alone together.
Bonus 2:
"How would you like you eggs, Link? Scrambled, fried?"
The egg carton popped open and I could hear Link chuckle. "You know I love your cooking, Sheik."
I rolled my eyes. "Just my cooking."
"Yes." Was that a teasing tone he took with me? Sure sounded like it.
"Oh. I'm positively hurt." I turned, spatula in hand to mock glare at Link. Instead I found him down on one knee. The spatula dropped without a care as I brought my hands up to my mouth. "Link?"
He smiled and held up a small black box. "Will you marry me, Sheik?"
"Yes! Of course!" We tumbled to the kitchen floor and I kissed him with all the passion in my small frame as we shakily got the ring on my finger.
Link's laughter rumbled from his chest into mine and he wiped the tears from my eyes, not noticing his own streaming down his face. "This was my dream for so long."
Well, I need to help with a birthday party and stuff. So my authoress note shall be short. And that's it.
Review. I love them reviews. Haven't been getting many as of late. Not sure why, though. Tis a little sad and doesn't help the creative juices.
Love and never hide your feelings, (It usually ends in pain and misery.)
~Annoying :)