A/N: I am going back and fixing grammar mistakes in this story. Nothing major, but I just want the grammar more clean :)

Sucks that the d and s buttons on the keyboard are right next to each other. Those type of mistakes completely change the tense lol. But hopefully I think I fixed most of the mistakes in this story.

Just a small warning, there is some adult content in this story.

Chapter One

His fingers brushing through her thick, bronze hair, a a coy smile claimed his mouth at her sudden reaction, as she jolted back slightly at his touch, yet ultimately enjoyed it. A chuckle fled his mouth, his smile now consuming his whole face, now both palms smoothing over her.

"Epona, relax. It's only me."

With a gentle sound from her, the horse seemed to calm at his words, her wet nose poking at him affectionately, while chocked a pleased laugh and embraced her welcoming face. He continued to stroke the animal, cradling her head like a child, nuzzling his own cheek against her.

"Link, really, how many times do I have to say that you should use a brush?"

He separated himself from Epona rather quickly, his bright blue eyes widening at the gentle feminine sound. Barely seeming to touch the horse now, the young man moved a couple of blonde strands away from his face, now blushing and grinning sheepishly, blinking repeatedly. He smoothed his hands over his green tunic, as if to tidy himself.

"Good morning, Malon."

The lovely redhead giggled as she approached him, playfully curtseying before the green-clad fellow. In her delicate hand was a brush, and with her eyes never leaving his, the blue of her iris locking with the cerulean of his own, she placed the brush upon Epona's hair, caressing her gently. At this act, the animal huffed approvingly.

"You seem so savage sometimes, fairy boy," teased the girl.

At last shaking off his dreamy, bashful gaze, Link straightened the limp of his body, a subtle smile forming on his mouth as she once again continued to stroke the horse with his fingers.

"Does it really matter when Epona seems to like it?"

A girlish chuckled emerged from her mouth. "She likes the brush, too."

"Because you're doing it," he argued. "She seems to like anything you do." He paused for a second after speaking, his voice suddenly becoming very low, his gaze fixated on her. It seemed as if the movement of his hand ceased, and Epona immediately noticed the halt of her caress.

"As do I."

She had merely glanced at him, but abruptly returned her focus back to the man. When she observed his intent, yet tender stare towards her, Malon had to force herself to continue brushing the horse, yet her face was still, her eyes wide and trembling as her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

"You flatter me too much."

Pulling her gaze away from him, she continued to brush Epona, much to the animal's satisfaction. Malon's attention focused on her hair, as she stroked it now more swiftly and with an eerie level on concentration. However, she stopped when she felt a pressure upon her hand.

Link's palm.

It was impossible for her not to look at him now, now that he had shown with dedication how much he wanted her attention at the moment. Carefully, she raised her eyes to look at his face, her pale lips quavering gently, a sudden wobble to her knees. Almost inaudibly, she cleared her throat, yet did not speak.

He was a handsome young man, and had been since she had known him when he was ten and she was nine. His face had always been perfectly angular, his eyes ample and an intense blue, his hair a playful lush blonde, and his smile ever so charming. And over the years, as he'd grown, he towered over her, her forehead barely touching his shoulder now, and his childish frame had developed powerfully, where he possessed a sturdiness to his lean, slender frame.

And he looked at her now, very intently, his smile corrupting her. She felt her fingers twitch underneath his grip. With a deep sigh, she relaxed her body, yet an intensity still lingered in her eyes.

"Link, my father is going to find out."

Though a bit dumbfounded at her words at first, he found himself chuckling lightly at her statement, somehow inching closer to her. He had forgotten all about the horse now.

"And do you think he would be angry if he knew?" he asked gently, perhaps subtly teasing her. At his statement, she pressed her lips together, hiding an amused smile.

"I'm not sure," she replied with the same playful tone as he continued to find himself leaning closer towards her, his fingers crawling towards the curve of her waist. "I'm sixteen. I don't know if my father would like the idea of me seeing you, since we are so young, and since he seems to trust you very much."

His nose pressed against hers now, and she shuddered when she felt his breath hit her face, inhaling the pleasant, sweet scent of his body. The tremble returned to her lip.

"Just one kiss?" he pleaded in almost a whisper. "You did not object the other day." He paused. "Or the month before."

Giggling softly at his gesture, she flinched, rather in enjoyment, when she felt his palms grasp her waist now, carefully pulling her closer to him. Almost unconsciously, she placed a delicate finger upon his mouth.

"Okay, one kiss. Then you have to milk the cows."

Grinning profoundly, he lessened the small gap between them by sinking his lips into hers, kissing her delicately, perhaps trying to make it linger, but she pulled away quickly, blushing madly.

"That is all you get for now," she spoke quite nervously, returning her attention back to Epona, staring downwards. Her hands clutched at the brush timidly, but she did not stroke the horse with it. Sensing her discomfort, Link cupped her chin, shifting her gaze to him. Her face remained neutral at first, except for the immense glittering of her eyes as she stared at him. But slowly, in response to his impeccable smirk, the contagious curl of his lips caused her to smile as well.

"I really...care for you, Malon," he confided in her, leaning forward to kiss her once more.

She didn't reply, but parted her lips for him, her body still as he caressed her mouth, his lips gliding against hers, kissing her slowly, yet repeatedly as he bent his back to reach her face. Now he in turn ran his fingers through her hair, enjoying the feeling of her red, soft locks.

Malon allowed herself for a moment to lose herself in him, in his touch. He was very gentle, yet passionate. She remembered when he first kissed her a month ago, at night by the stable. It had been very delicate, as like now. And they both knew and understood of their growing affections towards one another. Yet, there was no scandalous affair, no steamy, passionate nights. Only long talks with one another at night, and secret kisses like this one.

Yet, as she heard the rooster sound the beginning of the work day, the farm girl briskly pulled away from him, smoothing over the creases of her dress as she instantly turned to completely face the horse and not him.

"My father will be here soon." To his surprise, she giggled.

Talon was a short, burly man, and was quite fond of Link for the past seven years. And that particular morning he approached the two in his usual blue overalls, carrying several empty bottles cradled in his arms. Looking up the young adults, he nearly threw the bottles at Link, who nearly tripped trying to catch them all.

"Good morning to the both of you!" he beamed, patting the boy's back while smoothing his daughter's arm more gracefully with his opposing hand. "I need you to milk the cows. Link, today's a big day. "

He raised a dark blonde brow at his gesture, yet smiled impetuously. "No problem, Talon. I'll get it done-"

"The princess is returning."

Link stopped mid-sentence with his mouth agape, as even Malon had to swiftly turn to reveal her expression of bewilderment to her father.

"Princess Zelda?"

The name came out of their mouths simultaneously.

Though, the older man grinned. "Yes, the princess! She is returning from Gerudo Valley today, and we need to deliver the milk to the castle! The princess had always been fond of the Lon Lon Ranch dairy."

Adjusting his clutch on the bottles, Link still possessed a look of intrigue and confusion. "I haven't seen the princess in almost a year. And she's returning now? How come I didn't hear of this earlier? We were pretty close friends."

"Link, you haven't gone near the castle since she left with Lady Impa," Malon noted, her hand placed gently upon Epona's back as she continued to caress her. "You have been clueless to everything that has been going on, as you spend a lot of your time here." Carefully, there was a smiled crafted upon her face.

Link blushed. "Yes, that's true."

"Well, Link. I have a surprise for you. I want you to deliver the milk to the castle this week."

Link was a little startled at Talon's offer. He looked at Malon nervously, yet spoke to the stout man. "I'm not sure the guards would be so keen on letting me past. I don't exactly have a good history with them."

"Nonsense!" exclaimed Talon, patting the boy on his shoulder. "The princess will be delighted to see you! And I'm sure you won't be gone for too long." The girl's father paused now, a clever smile gleaming on his lips as he looked from Malon to the young man before him. "Son-in-law."

The pair immediately froze at his words, as Link felt a sudden burn overtake his cheeks. Talon however, chuckled at their reaction, nodding his head approvingly before walking away.

"Behave, you two. I haven't woken to the sound of that damn bird in over three years."

His voice was a distant echo now, as a terrified Malon shifted her stiff neck to glare at her intrigued beau. He, however chuckle sheepishly, the bottles jingling in his arms, that crimson tint failing to leave his face.

"Well, what do you know...he's on to us."

She shook her head at him, smiling. "Get those cows milked. You can't leave her highness waiting."

She turned to leave, grasping Epona's grip to lead her away, but kissed him hurriedly on the cheek first before moving. He felt his cheek burn to a greater extent.

Her highness...

Zelda.

He hadn't seen her, his friend, in a year. He wondered how the months at Gerudo Valley had changed her.