Winds of Connection Chapter 2

“Don’t worry, Ven. I’ll be back before you know it!”

Aqua smiled at him, that same reassuring, gentle smile that had rebuilt his heart over the years. Brought him back to being maybe not whole, but very close to it. He was no longer the boy he had been before whatever happened to him, but he had become a whole new man. A man who knew love. All thanks to her. That smile, he filed it away in his mind as carefully as he could, knowing it might be some time before he could see it again. The same as he did with her kiss goodbye. It would be lonely without her but he and Terra would manage.

He watched her go, walking down the grandiose hallway toward her room where she would gather her things. “Well well,” Ventus heard the voice from behind him, “Aren’t you the lovely lady’s favourite broken toy.”

Ventus turned, seeing the strange masked figure that had arrived with Master Xehanort. There had been no sign of him since then, not even during the Mark of Mastery exam. But there he was, leaning casually against a wall. Had he been there the whole time? “What’d you say?”

“Oh don’t mind me,” the dark figure said, “I’m just watching the show. Poor little broken boy doted on by the fair maiden, pathetic and small as he basks in the scraps of her affection. Dreaming of the day she might care about him more than as some feel-good pet project.”

“What do you know?” Ventus barked back at the strange figure. “You just showed up today and you’re gonna say this junk? Like you’d know better than me how she feels? We care about each other!”

“Aww, is that what you think?” the masked man cooed patronisingly. “She’s sure in a hurry to leave you behind for someone who supposedly cares about you. Face it, buddy. You’re just a shadow. Not even a full person. Just a worthless little tagalong the girl can feel good about helping, same as the other one. And you’ll be right here waiting for them. Hoping for a pat on the head for being a good boy. Hell, the big guy isn’t even waiting to be a master before he dumps you like yesterday’s garbage.”

“What are you talking about?! What about Terra?!” Ventus demanded.

But it seemed the figure was done with the conversation, waving sarcastically as he pushed off of the wall and walked away. “Better hurry, ‘Ven’. Wouldn’t wanna miss your friends before they leave you behind forever.”

Ventus chased him around the corner, only to find nothing and no one there. His teeth grit, his fists clenched, he ran back down the hall the other way, hoping to find Terra. To prove the masked man’s words wrong.

-(-)-

They weren’t wrong. At least, not entirely. Or maybe they were completely right, Ventus didn’t even know anymore. He had chased Terra to the courtyard, right as he was preparing to leave. Terra didn’t even say anything. Just... Patted him on the head. Just like that guy said. Little wonder Ventus couldn’t leave things like that, immediately chasing after him. Why that was, Ventus wasn’t even sure himself. Maybe to drag him home, maybe to just give him a piece of his mind, maybe to not be left behind forever. But there was no changing his mind. He had chosen his path, and that path began with finding Terra.

He had seen Aqua at the last second right before he left, far too late for him to stop even if he wanted to. She was... She was probably going to be mad. He would have to make amends somehow. But maybe if he proved he could handle himself out here she would be less mad?

The potential for that hadn’t started well, finding himself on another world, stumbling into a mine. Then bothering and getting bothered by a bunch of dwarves. But whatever, they didn’t know where Terra was so he figured he could leave them alone. Let bygones be bygones and move on. He wandered on, hoping to find some sign of other civilisation, some place he might get a clue as to Terra’s whereabouts. It felt like looking for a needle in a haystack but he figured even if keyblade wielders weren’t supposed to interfere in other worlds, there’d have to be rumours about a guy with a giant key, right?

No such luck, at least not right away. He found a small house, but no one home. The dwarves home, probably. The dwarves had told him there was a castle way on the other side of the forest so that seemed as good a place as any to continue his search. But before he could even figure out which way the ‘other side’ of the forest would be, a feminine scream sent him running to find whomever might be in trouble. It didn’t take him long to find the source; a young woman in a vibrant yellow skirt. She seemed to be crying as she knelt in the dirt. “What’s wrong?” he asked as he approached.

“The trees! They-! They tried to grab me!”

“Oh, come on, it’s okay,” he spoke soothingly as he offered her his hand, trying to speak with the same tone Aqua spoke to him way back when. “This forest is pretty spooky, you were just seeing things. We all do that sometimes when we’re scared.” He spoke from personal experience.

Slowly, she reached out and accepted his hand, returning to her feet. The shadows of the forest couldn’t hide how beautiful she was, with raven dark hair, ivory skin, high cheekbones, soft features and large, soulful eyes. “Thank you,” she smiled bashfully, “I... I feel better now, now that I’m not alone. But I’m afraid I don’t know where I might find somewhere to stay for the night.”

“Hmm.” It would probably be kind of rude, but surely the dwarves wouldn’t turn away a girl as rudely as they did him, right? “I know a place. I’ll take you. Oh, I’m Ventus, call me Ven for short.”

“Oh, thank you! My name is Snow White!”

It had sounded so simple to his own ears. Just get the girl and escort her out of the forest. It wasn’t like it was dangerous or anything. Was what he thought until he saw strange, spiky, shadow creatures appear out of nowhere along the path in front of them. “Okay, maybe you weren’t just seeing things,” he muttered to himself, summoning his keyblade to make quick work of the creatures, whatever they were. He heard Snow White shriek behind him. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe!” There was no way he would let her get hurt after he did such a good job making her feel safe.

Whatever the creatures were, they were a great boost to his confidence for how easy they were to dispatch. The fast little buggers, the little floating ones that had magic, they all went down without much trouble. He stuck close to the girl making sure he was there to intercept any that tried to get close before peeling off to deal with the ones that attacked at range. All in all it was the work of only a few minutes to clear a safe path back to the house.

“Here we are!” he announced as they emerged from the darker part of the forest back to the small, squat home. “It should be safe from here.” She nodded, still looking around warily, watching the shadows for any sign of more creatures. Ventus pushed the door open and escorted her inside. Just as he expected, the inside was designed for dwarves, more than a little cramped for people of average size. “It’s maybe a little small but it’s a roof over your head.”

“Oh my, you have been so wonderful to me, Ven!” she gushed with clasped hands. “And so very brave! I don’t know how I might ever repay you!”

“Nah, you don’t need to worry about anything like that!” he assured her, “I’m just happy to-”

“Eek!” she squealed suddenly, falling against him. Ventus head whipped around, thinking she had seen another of those creatures.

But no, it was just his boot hitting the floor when he shifted his feet. “You’re still really jumpy, huh?” he asked with sympathy.

“I’m sorry, I was just so terribly frightened. If you weren’t there, I don’t know what would have happened!”

“It’s okay now,” he soothed, rubbing circles into her back, “I promise. I’m here for you.” Still pressed up against him, Snow White looked up at him with her big, brown eyes. She wanted to believe him. “Tell you what, I think I know something that could calm your nerves a little. Do you trust me?”

“You saved me from those monsters. How could I not trust you?” she asked. She was surprised when he leaned down, pressing his lips to hers, her eyes widening even further, before fluttering closed as she relaxed into the kiss. “Oh,” she uttered flushed as he pulled away for a moment, “Oh my.”

Kissing her again, he guided her toward one of the few furnishings suitable for this. The large dining table. Large for dwarves at least. With deft hands, he unfastened her skirt and let it pool around her ankles before she stepped out of it. Her bodice going next. “I, oh my! I don’t feel calmer at all! I feel rather excited!” she confessed, uncertain what the strange feeling was but certainly wanting more of it.

“That’s how it is,” he assured her, “It’s exciting and fun, and then when it’s over we’ll both feel relaxed and satisfied.” She gasped as he lifted her by her thighs to prop her up on the table, her legs naturally parting as she sat there. All of his experiences with Aqua both of them had been fully nude, but that didn’t seem right here. Instead he dropped his pants and opened his coat. The paleness of her skin better showed her flushed arousal as she saw his erection pointed her way.

He leaned down to her to take her lips again, more insistently this time, parting her lips with his tongue to declare his intentions. She quickly acquiesced, letting him ravage her mouth with his tongue as his experienced fingers worked to get her ready. She didn’t quite understand the heat, the excitement, the pressure that was building in her body. The wetness between her legs, but she wouldn’t ever call it a bad thing.

“I think we’re ready,” Ventus told her. Carefully, he pulled down her blue, ribbon-tied undergarments to see what lay beneath, the pristine womanhood glistening with fluid. Her hand moved instinctively to cover it from view but he gently moved her hand away. “You’re beautiful.” She looked up at him with her innocent eyes, knowing what this was now. What his intentions were. And after everything, she couldn’t bring herself to deny him. She wanted this. She nodded gently.

He aligned himself with her pink slit, gently pressing the head against the small opening. “Oh!” she gasped, feeling a confused kind of pleasurable pain at the slow intrusion into her most sacred place. He didn’t rush. He was exceptionally gentle, moving fractions of an inch by fractions of an inch deeper into her womanhood. Until finally, “Ah!” A little squeal and a grimace as her maidenhead was broken. He kissed her then, stopped moving entirely, let her adjust to the feeling. Taking those moments to comfort her before he continued sliding deeper into her core. A delightful friction, an indescribable pressure and tightness, like her body was being forced to give way to his girth.

By the time he had fully penetrated her sacred place, Snow White was smiling again. “Please, more,” she begged ever so politely with not quite panting breaths. Ventus was more than happy to give her just that, moving in earnest as she wrapped her arms and legs around his back, laying back on the table as he started thrusting so deep inside her. It was a delightful sensation, a feeling of closeness, of oneness with someone she had never experienced nor imagined before. It was joyous!

“Oh my! Ven! Ventus! I feel strange! Like something is happening inside me!”

“Just let it happen, I’m close too!”

“Oh! Ohhh!” she felt her body tighten somehow, her arms and legs go taut and limp all at once, the pleasurable pressure from her sacred place rushing over her body in waves, all while a wondrous heat bloomed inside her.

They both took a few moments to just breath, smiling at each other for this new intimacy they shared. “How do you feel now?” Ventus asked.

“Hm?” she uttered dreamily. “Oh! You were right, I do feel much calmer now. Thank you, Ven.”

“Not a problem at all.”

“Could we do it again?”

“Oh my! The door’s open! Looks like we have guests!”

Uh oh.

“What?! Someone stole their way into our home?!” Ventus heard the squeak of the door’s hinges and knew he was in a bad spot. “What in the–! What do ya think yer doin’ to that lady you miscreant!”

Why did it have to be the angry one that came in first, Ventus lamented silently. “Okay, look, I can explain!” he insisted, hastily pulling up his pants.

Unfortunately as he moved out of the way the ornery dwarf could see the shocked and sweaty form of Snow White with little tracks of red running between her legs. “You can explain to my pickaxe! Nobody hurts a lady in front of old’ Grumpy and gets away with it!”

“No! Wait! I didn’t- WAH!” he yelped as he dodged the pickaxe swung in his direction. Deciding discretion was the better part of valour until tempers cooled, the young keyblade wielder fled the house.

“Che! I missed ‘im! But at least he’s gone young lady! We won’t let ‘im hurt ya no more!”

Snow White was distraught as she covered her breasts and newly deflowered womanhood. “Oh no! That wasn’t what happened at all! Oh dear...”

Well... Ventus’ time on that first world could have gone better. Though he felt he shouldn’t be considered at fault when it came to overly accusatory dwarves. He would’ve liked to spend more time with Snow White but... Well, she was welcome with the dwarves and he very much wasn’t. It didn’t lead to any worthwhile leads about Terra either. The dwarves decided Terra was responsible for the monsters in the forest and wouldn’t hear a word otherwise. Especially from a monster like him. Something they continued to call him despite how much both he and Snow White plead his innocence.

Well, it was what it was. He hoped the next world would be a little more helpful.

-(-)-

It wasn’t.

Bad enough that there was no sign of Terra at all, it was near impossible to even look because for some reason completely beyond his understanding he was the size of a mouse. A literal mouse. He knew because there was one present to compare. Jaq was nice enough, as was the one girl of normal size who paid any attention to creatures of Ventus’ current size.

He was less fond of the cat. The cat was a jerk.

He also found those monsters here. Strangely though, they were mostly of appropriate size relative to him... Mostly. The couple of them Ventus ran across that were of sizes relative to humans were honestly terrifying. Their twitchy movements when they were about ten times his size meant they could smack him across the room without even meaning to. The constant fights were helping him grow in both his use of magic and wielding the keyblade far faster than he could’ve expected training with Master Eraqus. So... That was something? But really, his whole time on this world wasn’t really productive for his goals. It felt nice to help Jaq help the girl Cinderella get ready for the big party she wanted to go to.

And she was so happy to see the dress. Even if it was nothing for him, it clearly meant the world to her. Though it seemed she ended up getting a little frantic as she realised that yes, she could actually go to the ball, thinking of a thousand and one things she needed to do to prepare.

Well... He could probably help her out a little more.

And so Ventus found himself climbing the inside of the skirt of a giant woman. From what he learned about this kind of thing it was actually better to not focus on one particular area but with the size difference there wasn’t much option for that. Reaching her midsection as she continued running around the room figuring out where to start, he swung his legs to jump off of the skirt to drop into her panties.

“Wha- Oh!” Ventus could feel the hand gently pressing, patting down her middle, then down to her crotch. “What in the world! Ventus! Is that you?! You get out of there right this instant!” she whispered furiously.

Well she was out of her frazzled state but certainly not calmed down yet. But now that he was here, sitting snugly in her panties, her womanhood before him, he wondered how to go about this. It was... Well there was a non-zero chance if he got too enthusiastic he might get swallowed up by the gargantuan lady parts in front of him.

But his magic had been getting better. With a smirk of course unseen by Cinderella, he raised his keyblade. “Aero!”

“Ah!” Cinderella let out a mouse-like squeak at the sudden intense stimulation of multiple localised storms of wind stimulating her folds all at once. Her legs quickly gave out on her, bringing her to her knees as she pressed a hand into her crotch, squashing Ventus against her labia. “Ve-Ven-”

He pointed his keyblade at the little pleasure nub peeking from her folds. Aqua was a fan of this on the times they played with magic. “Thunder!”

“OH!”

Ventus had no intention of letting up. Not when she needed this. Another cast of the Aero spell, too small to do any real damage but the tiny storms sent thrums of vibrations through the girl’s folds from multiple directions. From her kneeling position she fell backwards, one hand holding between her legs whether hoping to stop Ventus or encourage him she didn’t even know anymore. The other reaching into her clothing to fondle herself. All the while her hips thrusted upward as if in encouragement of some other who wasn’t actually there.

“Ooh! Ooh! Ooooooh!” Her release was fast approaching. The sight of her quivering nether lips and the sound of her increasingly high-pitched and enthusiastic moans made sure he knew it. But this wasn’t enough in Ventus’ eyes. He probably wasn’t going to see her ever again so it seemed natural that he should bid his goodbyes with a big finish. Once more his keyblade pointed at her gushing opening, a newer spell in his repertoire flew from his lips. “Stop!”

Cinderella left panting from her building climax was confused as her nether regions suddenly stopped flooding her with such new and addictive pleasure. “What?” In fact, she couldn’t feel much of anything at all down there.

Inside her panties Ventus was grinning as he got to work on the pièce de résistance of his little performance. His keyblade twirled on his wrist before jabbing at her core, “Aerora!” A much larger storm of air and force to bully her poor nether lips and one last, “Thunder!” aimed directly at her love button.

Two… One… And- “Ahaaaaaa!!!” Every motion, every sensation of the two spells she should have experienced in those few seconds, every bit of it experienced in a single instant. “Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh!” Not one but two orgasms in quick succession rocked her body. Her core gushed its liquid appreciation, soaking Ventus head to toe in Cinderella’s love juices. He could hardly complain. It was the sign of a job well done.

Cinderella was practically insensate afterwards. Her body shuddering every couple of seconds from the aftershocks of such a powerful climax.

“Phew!” Ventus sighed, grinning, “That was fun! Guess I could use a bath though.”

-(-)-

On the third world, he found signs of Terra.

And he honestly wished he hadn’t.

That poor girl. Her heart stolen, trapped in an endless sleep. The three fairies that guided him to the castle of Maleficent, the evil sorceress responsible. He fought through the creatures that blocked their way, stormed the castle, found Aurora’s heart and freed it. If his stay on this world ended there, he would have been satisfied with that. Rules against interference or not, there was no way he would leave that beautiful girl to suffer!

It was all going just fine. Until she appeared.

“That keyblade...” the witch observed, undisguised want in her gaze, “I see. So you would be Ventus.”

“How do you know about me?!” Ventus demanded.

“Well of course I know of you, child,” she spoke with false gentleness, “Your friend Terra was so kind as to give me a demonstration of your power to steal hearts. With Princess Aurora’s heart, as it happens.”

“Terra would never do that!” Ventus exclaimed, keyblade readied behind him.

“He asked you be left unharmed but I see you will leave me no choice!” the witch intoned, raising her sceptre as she burst into green flames.

It was a rough battle, the most difficult so far even with the aid of the fairies. It was in this battle he learned that perhaps he wasn’t quite as ready to set out on his own as he had thought. The sorceress’ magic was strong, perhaps even overwhelming. And yet even then it felt like she was conserving her strength. Was she holding back because Terra didn’t want him hurt? Or for some other reason? His uncertainty, the doubts clouding his mind almost caused his defeat more than once. He spoke aloud, shouted, if only to forcefully clear his doubts, “There’s no way Terra would do something like that!”

“Oh?” the witch asked, seizing an opportunity as she backed away to her raised dais in swirling green flame. “You don’t believe me? He agreed so easily.”

Ventus wanted to deny it again. But her words were spoken so easily, so confidently.

“Ven! Don’t be fooled!”

That voice! Her voice! He felt his heart swell, his confidence return, his doubts crushed. He turned and saw her running his way. “Aqua.” And if she didn’t believe it then it must be a lie!

Nothing could remove the smile on his face as he saw her again for the first time in what felt like so long. “Ven, Terra would never do something like that, you know it as well as I do!”

“So certain,” Maleficent spoke dismissively. “One can never know the secrets of another’s heart. Even you two.”

Neither had much they could say to that, but Aqua at least had enough of the witch’s attempts to sway them. If they weren’t fighting then there were more important things to talk about. “Ventus, it’s time to go home.”

“What?”

“Come on, Ven. You shouldn’t be out here. It’s too dangerous. Let’s get you home safe, okay?” She reached out to her lover to comfort him. She knew he had been hurting, she had seen it on her way in. He needed reassurance.

But as Ventus saw that hand reaching out, he remembered. He remembered the last time he saw Terra. The very last thing he did.

“You’re just a shadow. Not even a full person. You’ll be right here waiting for them hoping for a pat on the head for being a good boy.”

He didn’t even think to do it. It was like his arm acted on its own to grab hers, to stop her.

“Ven?” she asked.

He couldn’t look at her, he could hear the hurt in her voice, he didn’t want to see it. “I... I’m going to fix this,” he spoke, wanting an excuse, any excuse not to be in this room. “Whether Terra did it or not I don’t care. I’m gonna fix it!”

“Ven, wait!” she called after him but he was already gone.

Making his way out of the castle was much easier than getting in. Before he knew it he was outside the front gates feeling a cocktail of emotions. Anger, resentment, regret, guilt. He had left her there to fend for herself. Sure, she was the only Keyblade Master among them. She could definitely handle Maleficent and whatever the witch could throw at her. But still... That hurt he caused a woman he loved...

But it was too late to go back. He could apologise once he fixed Terra’s– Once he fixed this mess and got that girl her heart back. He could see the castle, even the princess’ tower room off in the distance. He decided to waste no time, transforming his keyblade into its glider form to fly straight there. It took some creative flying to avoid the monsters on the way but being so focused he managed well enough to hop off and through the tower window.

And there she was, still lying in repose. Her heart had been freed so long ago, it must’ve already gotten back to her. So why wasn’t she awake? But then he remembered what the fairies had told him. It wasn’t because her heart was gone that she wouldn’t wake. It was a curse Maleficent had placed on her. Something about only waking from true love’s kiss? He had no idea what ‘true love’ meant. Was there false love? But that didn’t matter. He knew he loved his friends. He loved Aqua. If he poured that feeling into a kiss like he did with Aqua would that work?

There was no harm in trying it. And so Ventus leaned over the beautiful princess, pressed his lips to hers, kissing her with all of the love and passion he felt for another woman entirely.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open. Magic curses are full of loopholes.

Though it was to Ventus’ surprise when as he tried to pull away from the girl, happy to see her back in the land of the living, her arms wrapped around him and held him to her. Not only kissing him back but kissing him fiercely. “Ohhh, oh my prince!” she called out between kisses with a voice slightly raw from disuse, “My true love has finally come for me!”

“Uhhh? Mmph!” he tried to ask but she gave him no time or air to do so, the blonde princess trying to steal his breath away with kisses. Before long she had rolled them both over with deceptive strength! Wasn’t she supposed to be a princess?! And the victim of a sleeping spell for weeks?! How did she have the strength to overpower a keyblade wielder?!

“Oh my love! Our life together shall be so wonderful!” she promised as she unlaced her dress, removing it as quickly as possible as she straddled him.

“Our... Life together?!” Ventus asked with wide eyes, not knowing what got into the girl.

By how quickly she was undressing, and how fervently she began undressing him it was obvious what she wanted to get into her. “Why of course! You are my brave prince who rescued me from that evil sorceress’ curse! My one true love! We shall be married upon the morn, but I see no reason to wait to express our love for each other!” She didn’t even wait to remove her fancy undergarments, pulling down his pants and hovering over his erection.

Ventus was surprised to see himself already erect, the past couple of minutes had been a whirlwind of confusion. Though it seemed he was more than alright with a forceful woman. “M-Maybe we should slow things down a little–?” he tried, if not for his own sake to get his thoughts in order then at least to get her a little more ready for–

“Ahh!” she squealed as she dropped herself on his shaft, bringing her full weight down to have him penetrate her fully in a single thrust. “Oh, that was rather painful,” she winced, tears welling up in her eyes, “But I shall endure anything for my beloved!”

Ventus looked up at the... Intense eyes of the woman who so forcefully gave away her own virginity. The way she cradled her face in her hands, gazing down at him with terrifying affection. Maybe being more gentle and accommodating would help? Trying to convince her this was a bad idea was both far too little and far too late. “I don’t want to see you in pain,” he tried, “There’s no need to rush things, you know?”

“Oh beloved! So caring and gentle!” she cooed through hiccups of soft crying. “I’m so happy to have you as my gallant prince!”

“R-Right, so, ngh!” his next attempt to reason with her was stymied. She was barely listening to his actual words it seemed as she was already moving, bouncing on his shaft, the rivulets of red running down his penis smeared by the increasing flow of her juices.

“Oh love! Love! My great destined love! The feeling of you inside me is a magic I never dreamed of!” She chanted to herself, dreamily, madly. “Join me, my love! Share with me the ecstasy of our joining! I feel it building!”

With how fiercely she was pounding herself on him he couldn’t stop himself. She had been a virgin, she had no care for patience or the idea of slowing down to prolong the experience, she just wanted to feel everything all at once. “Aurora, I–!”

“Yes love! Give me your love! Let us produce many heirs!”

Heirs?!

But it was far too late to protest as he felt himself burst, his white seed spilling eagerly inside the mad princess. The girl, now a woman, eagerly taking every drop inside herself, overjoyed at the feeling of her destined love gifting her with his essence.

And then... She was out again. She fell off of him, lying next to him on the bed. Not a magical sleep but an exhausted one. For all she had a feverish desire to consummate their love then and there, a desire that gave her unnatural strength in the moment, her weakened body could only take so much.

Ventus looked at her, in her underwear, a small river of his semen leaking out of her nethers. She was a princess. He might have just impregnated her, at least she had hoped so. She was apparently madly in love with him despite never meeting him before now.

And Aqua was probably on her way here.

...

Yes. This seemed an ideal time to be absolutely anywhere else.