Ghiralink Drabbles

Pizza (Part Two)

A/N: A continuation of my first drabble, Pizza. This contains mature content that's not suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is advised.

It has been about a week since Link had sworn never to eat from a certain pizzeria again, but his willpower was crumbling as his stomach growled. Sure, he could order from the sandwich place, but their bread was always dry, and their meat never fresh. Besides what would be the probability of him getting the overly attractive deliverer again?

The blonde chewed his lip nervously as he submitted his order, praying to Hylia he didn't get the same guy as last time. After he closed his laptop, he turned on the television to watch whatever cartoon was playing until his late dinner arrived.

It had barely been ten minutes before the doorbell rang. Link hesitantly carried himself to the door, before opening it with wallet in hand.

"I don't think we properly met last time. My name's Ghirahim," an all too familiar voice purred.

The blonde looked up, to be met with chocolate eyes and panicked. The next thing he knew, he had slammed his door closed again. He flinched as the doorbell rang again, and embarrassedly opened the door once more. Ghirahim seemed rather amused.

"H-how much is it?" The blonde managed to stutter out a question as he fidgeted.

"Well, considering this was my last shift," the ivory haired male paused to think, "I guess it can be on the house if you invite me in for dinner."

Link gaped up at the taller male before recomposing himself as best as he could. "Why do you want to come inside?"

"I guess I couldn't help but feel a little curious after out last encounter. Is it a deal or no?"

"S-sure," Link hesitantly accepted, before letting Ghirahim in.

The hylian studied the back of the male as he walked in.  He wore the sane skin tight white outfit as last time, and he walked with pure confidence. Ghirahim set the pizza down on the counter before catching the other's watching stare.

"Like what you see?"

The blonde blushed, and tried his best to ignore the crude comment by walking past the other and into the living room. Ghirahim watched him curiosly.

"What about the pizza?"

"I've lost my appetite at the moment," the teen replied back.

Ghirahim shrugged it off, and grabbed a slice for himself before following Link. The demon plopped down on the couch, right beside the hylian. The blonde looked extremely taken aback at the close proximity, but couldn't help but watch the other.

From this proximity, he could definitely make out exactly how fit Ghirahim was from the tight shirt that didn't leave much to the imagination, but still enough to leave the boy wondering. His gaze traveled upwards, watching how the taller male ate the pizza, how his teeth would graze his lips every now and then or the way his tongue would lick any leftover cheese off his bottom lip.

Link quickly turned his gaze away and shifted awkwardly on the couch, trying, but failing, to conceal his obvious arousal from the breathtaking male sitting next to him. He couldn't help but mentally facepalm for wearing tight jeans today as he tried to pull his shirt down some.

Ghirahim curiously glanced at the other, wondering why he was moving around so much, and nearly choked on his pizza. Link's cheeks were ablaze, and he was failing at controlling his breathing. But what really threw Ghirahim was the bulge in the other's pants. Soon enough, his surprise turned to confidence.

"Did I do this to you?" The demon trailed a hand down Link's arm. "I'm sorry, that must be uncomfortable, but I could help you with your problem," the demon purred, leaning onto the boy next to him.