Link gives the map he found earlier a thorough look. He'd been steadily filling out the pages, noting each trap or pitfall he'd need to be careful of, enemies he'd prefer to avoid (one good guess as to which), and marking each chamber with what he'd done and gotten therein. Even now, his blood is pumping from navigating that spike-pole trap. As a plus, the water he had to swim through cleared up his mind a bit and got rid of the pink stains tainting his rustic tunic.
The green-clad Kokiri boy grinned. Honestly, braving the dangers of the Great Deku Tree's trunk has been the most thrilling experience he's ever had! Heck, if adventuring's this great all the time, Kokiri Forest might just be ruined for him; that's one more rule he'll inevitably have to break...
In no time, he solves a secret puzzle concerning a lit Deku stick and a bunch of cobwebs down at the reservoir. Pressing his palm to the indented wall, triggering it to raise, he passes through into the next room.
It's not much more than a short hallway, strangely enough. The only things of note in here are the barricaded door with a weird eye symbol over it and a conspicuous shrub sitting next to it.
Just as Link lays his sights on it, said shrub uproots somewhat, wiggling around as it does. Link tenses up. Is this another Deku Baba...?
A pair of big, yellow eyes peering worriedly just above ground disproves that notion. Those...things don't have eyes, and they most certainly don't have a wooden face. Sensing no danger, the hero lowers his shield and puts his sword away carefully.
His hand is kept hovered over the pommel instinctively; he's been wrong before.
The mysterious, shy creature seems to be on the same cautiously curious track as him, however. Noticing how relaxed its 'visitor' is, it wastes no time jumping right out of the floor! Link's eyes widen in awe. He'd never seen another race other than his own--though he's heard tales from the fairies of other peoples, whispered to their fellow faefolk when nobody else was--or seemed to be--looking. They weren't supposed to be giving their charges any ideas, after all. Leaving was not an option for them.
But this strange person isn't just a fairy tale, or a product of his overactive imagination: it's standing right here in front of him, just as awed as him!
She, Link corrects in his mind, cheeks flushed as he accidentally gets an eyeful of the woody girl's chest. It's perky, poking through her cute red dress. Yep. Those are definitely something only the girls of his tribe had; probably safe to say she's female. And that 'hair' of hers is quite beautiful with how long, flowing and braided it is.
Wow, those Deku Babas must've had a bigger effect on his mind than he thought. Shaking his head free of any other less-than-innocent thoughts, the blonde boy scans his new acquaintance some more. He's still curious about her, unmentionables aside.
Her sleeves droop over her short arms, and the below the hem of her dress jut out her feet, each having two long, bulbous, almost pudgy-looking toes (both wood-textured, like the rest of her bare 'skin'). Her limbs and body pale in comparison to the size of her head, though. It's nearly twice the size of his own!
"Ooo, finally! Some actual company!" she squeaks, clapping her sleeve-covered hands together. "You wouldn't believe how long it's been since I've seen a living, breathing person to talk to! The few times someone's woke me up, it was either some stupid little Gohma that decided to walk through that door, or one of my Deku Scrub sisters, bored to tears and wanting someone to play with."
Link's mouth eases into a smile. Finally, someone normal. Speaking to her for the first time, he introduces himself as Link, a hero braving the Great Deku Tree's insides to rid him of a curse. "Oh, an adventurer? So cool," she sways, a dreamy expression on her face. "Well, I might as well introduce myself too. I'm Dekumi, nice to meet you! And as a reward for being so friendly, here! Mmmmwah!"
Link flinches, not least because she blew a kiss at him. No, it's more than that; when she pushed her puckered lips into her sleeve and let them smack towards him, not only did it give him a look at how soft and plush they were, but it give gave him an even closer look at the big, pink heart heading straight for him!
There was nothing the poor hero could do about it. After all, how could he have expected her to be able to blow literal, physical kisses at people?! So it came to no one's surprise that the heart hit him smack-dab in the face, dissipating into glitter on contact.
Then, that feeling came up again--the one the Deku Babas gave him when they kissed his mouth, or neck, or chest. He sighs sweetly as his body relaxes, and his mind centers in on Dekimi's blushing cheeks, his own catching on fire from the stimulation. And again, against his will, he finds himself walking the slightest bit closer...
Little he knew, he wasn't the only one eyeing a stranger up.
"O-oh...hmm...~"
The red-clad Deku Scrub's eyes lid, and--you guessed it!--her lips, resting at the end of her cylindrical snout, fat, supple, and wet, turn up in a smitten smirk. Link tugs at his collar a bit. "And what a catch you are, too. Hmhm~. You know, speaking of my sistersss," she sing-songs, running a hidden finger down the hero's chest and making him squirm, "you're gonna have to deal with them when you go through that door, and they have a trick up their sleeves that's gonna make it really difficult to fight them off. I don't usually have loose lips, but for you, I'll make an exception~"
To the hero, that offer sounds pretty appealing (assuming she's telling the truth), if worrying; of course, things were never that easy.
"There's just one thing I want in return. And that is..."
She leans in, pouting again. Link freezes up as Dekimi blows another, smaller heart towards him. He can't block it, so it just floats up and onto his mouth, sinking in and disappearing. It...feels nice. "A kiss! Heeheehee..."
"So, what do you think? I'd say that's a pretty good offer!"
He shivers, his boyish face as red as the flirty flora's dress. As much as it bothers him to give yet another touchy-feely plant access to his lips, it'd bother him even more if he failed his mission. He doesn't even know what Deku Scrubs are capable of, either; for all the nascent hero knew, they could wipe the floor with him in two seconds flat without some kind of advantage on his side! If getting the information means letting go of a bit of his dignity...then so be it.
Begrudgingly, Link nods his head.
Dekimi puckers her mouth once more, standing on her tippy toes and tilting her head so it rests near inches from his.
She hums sweetly. Evidently, she's ready for that kiss the young hero promised. He gingerly purses his own lips and inches his face forward. The concerningly infatuated look she's giving him is enough to make him snap his eyes shut; he didn't want to lose what little nerve he had left.
That wasn't enough for her.
The Deku scrub leaps out of the ground and pounces on the hero without a single hint of warning, straddling him and smashing their mouths together in a wanton display of unwanted affection. Unfortunately for him, precisely because of his decision to keep his eyes closed, the blonde couldn't have possibly seen it coming. His arms are pinned as a result. With no recourse left, all he can do is lie there and let the amorous forestry work its magic.
And boy, was it magic...its lips, so warm, and soft, and plush, and grassy, and far larger than his own, began to suckle softly at his mouth. They spread out along his face, nearly covering up his nostrils, but that wasn't why he had trouble breathing. It was the pleasant tingle that plagued him since that Deku Baba breathed in his direction. After that, it seemed like any contact he had with another living, breathing thing had felt pleasurable. And when that living, breathing thing happens to plunder his mouth with her lips and tongue, like this Shrub is doing right now, it makes him pant and shake with every ragged breath, and every part of his body go blissfully limp. Well, every part except his very own lips and tongue; each waking moment they are violated, a growing, subconscious urge to push back into it taints his mind.
Steam is coming out of Link's ears at this point. He's never felt this way, even when his closest friend, Saria, pecked him on the cheek...
Before the hero can give in fully, she ends the kiss, pulling away with a prolonged, stretchy *pop*. The hero's head hits the ground with a thud. The pain doesn't even register in his head; his mind is too fogged up with pleasurable sensations leftover from the smooch to notice the dull throb.
"Mmm...that was amazing!" the Deku Scrub squealed, burying her face in his chest. "I'll remember that kiss for the rest of my life! I hope you do too~"
His only response is a soft, exasperated groan.
"Huh, now where was I...? Oh, right! To beat my sisters, all you have to know is...two, three, then one! But hey, if you forget...then you can always come back to me for another smooch~ *chu*"
Another heart pushes out of her lips and disappears into his own, aching pleasantly. Link can only muster is a shiver of disgust and some embarrassing feelings he'd rather not think about.
He shakes it off, then quickly waves goodbye to the handsy Deku Scrub he'd just 'befriended.'
Off to the next room...
- - -
Link readily defeats a few Gohmas lurking around, progressing steadily through what little of the dungeon remained unexplored. He checks his map one last time; the only place left to go is adjacent to the 'Skull Room'. Having nothing else to do, he walks straight ahead.
The second he passes through, the door slams shut. Three Deku Scrubs pop out of the ground, primed to attack.
Hope this works...
He heeds Dekimi's words...
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