Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda.
A/N: This is going to be a mature fic in the beginning chapters, and then as the story comes along the sorta R rated stuff will be much much less often. I was inspired to start writing this after watching the episode of Samurai Champloo where Jin falls in love with the woman who had to start working at a brothel to pay off her husband's debt.
One Day at a Time
Chapter 1
The smell of strong perfume and liquor filled the air of the small room where a large group of rowdy middle-aged men sat impatiently waiting to be serviced. The demographics ranged from merchants to knights of the Hyrulean army, but in this room that promised sinful pleasures in due time, they all melded together. Here, in the brothel, there were no social statures. Only rupees determined how good of a time you could have.
A man around the age of forty entered the room flanked by two veteran girls. His appearance, to put it simply, was slimy: greased back black hair, sunken in eye sockets holding dull lascivious eyes, pale complexion, and an emaciated body structure. He wore robes that were at least three sizes too big, giving him the appearance of a person being drowned by his own clothing. He seemed to be the owner of this raunchy establishment.
"Ah welcome! Welcome! We will have a girl ready to serve each and everyone one of you as soon as possible," he said, rubbing his hands from within his enormous sleeves together. "I have two veterans right here who are ready and willing to take the highest payer…" he added, gesturing to the girls at his sides.
The girl on the right, in her late twenties with long brown hair pulled up into a bun that had started to come undone, blew kisses at the boisterous crowd, receiving cheers and catcalls galore.
The girl on his left, about in her early twenties with medium length red hair tied into a long single braid, winked at the men and tugged down the strap of her dress, showing off her milky white skin. The cheers that exploded from this small display were nearly deafening.
"Eighty rupees!" a man in the corner cried out, holding his jingling Adult's Wallet.
The owner's mouth twisted into a nasty scowl. "Eighty rupees? Why that is an insult to these fine young girls here! At the very least 150!"
"170!"
"190!"
"250!"
The slimy proprietor's lips curled upwards. "Ah, 250 it is!" he said.
The man who had called out the large sum hopped drunkenly out of his seat with a loud whoop and hobbled over to the owner and the two ladies of the night. The slimy vendor rubbed his hands together gleefully as the drunk handed over the money.
"Now which lady which you like to service you tonight?" he asked, gesturing to both of them in turn.
A large stupid grin formed on the drunk's face and he stumbled toward the redhead. "I like me some redheadssss," he slurred, grabbing her by the wrist.
A seductive smirk came to the redhead's lips as she led the man to a room.
After the brunette was "auctioned" off in the same manner, the proprietor began to have the rooms prepared for the other customers. He paraded several more younger girls out for the sinful patrons to choose from until the room was much quieter; as most of them had now been taken to a room to get their money's worth of kicks.
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Outside, the rain pours heavily down upon a pair of cloaked figures as they run through the streets. Finding cover beneath the awning of a building, they stop to catch their breath. One of them, a man in his early twenties with dark brown hair and friendly green eyes leans back against the siding of the building and grins at his younger companion who is bent forward panting heavily.
"Well that was fun, don't you think?" he said cheerfully between breaths.
The younger man glared up at him through wet golden blond bangs with large childish dark blue eyes.
"No!" he snapped back, causing his older companion to burst into laughter.
The two of them had just barely escaped the wrath of the bartender at the local tavern. The young man with dark brown hair, who went by the name of Evan, had been drinking up a storm and picking fights with the other customers. When he jumped up on the counter and started shouting out obscenities, that was when the bartender had the last straw. The two of them had barely gotten away unscathed.
The younger blond man stood up straight, watching his friend who was leaning against the building with his foot planted firmly on the wall behind him. Admiration lit up beneath the anger and annoyance he felt towards him. Even after drinking so much, he was able to stand up straight and sturdy.
Evan glanced over at his companion and grinned. "Hey Link…come with me. I know this place where we can have some fun…" he said winking.
Link blushed, knowing immediately what kind of fun Evan was alluding to. He shook his head vigorously and resolutely. "No way! I know exactly what you're talking about and I'm not going!" he protested.
Evan pulled the younger man into a headlock. "Come now, Link. These are our last few free nights before we have to get back to our duty. We gotta have a little fun!"
"We've had enough fun for tonight!" Link growled in reply.
Evan smirked, dragging Link off down the street. "Maybe I have, but you certainly haven't."
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The strong smell of perfume struck Link in the face the moment he stepped inside of the crude and gaudy establishment. The walls were splashed with a sickening bright pink and colorful lamps hung from the ceiling, giving off a faint but irritating light. The room the two of them had stepped into was square shaped with small cushions and sofas for waiting customers to sit upon. Directly before them was a hallway that had many different rooms on both sides and a single door down at the other end. The doors, Link noticed with a pounding heart, were all closed.
Evan flopped contentedly into a sofa and patted the seat beside him for Link to sit down as well. The blond reluctantly complied, sitting uncomfortably stiff on the soft cushion.
His hands were folded in his lap and he bent his head down, determined to not make eye contact with anyone who happened to enter. His face was aflame with embarrassment and shame and he began to curse Evan to hell.
"I can't believe you dragged me here," Link hissed out of the corner of his mouth.
Beside him, Evan grinned lazily, looking half-asleep. "You'll thank me once you get a room," he replied, causing Link to blush, if possible, harder.
The door at the far end of the hallway flung open just then and a greasy man entered the room, pleased to see more customers.
"Ah welcome! Welcome! I am Laris, proprietor of this establishment. How may my girls serve you tonight?" he greeted, rubbing his hands together.
Link grated his teeth against each other at the sound of his voice and gripped his knees tightly in his hands.
Evan leaned forward, clasping his hands together, like one who is about to make a business proposal. "Give me a real wild one," he said, winking.
Laris's face split into a wide grin, making Link extremely uncomfortable. "Of course sir. And for your friend…?"
Link started at the mention of himself and flinched when Evan slapped him on the back. "Give him a nice cute one," Evan replied, rubbing Link's back, much to the blonde's dismay.
"N-no!" Link blurted out.
Evan and Laris looked at him funny. "No sir? Then you wish for a wild one as well?" Laris asked.
A deep red blush crept up Link's neck. "N-no! That's not what I meant!" he protested to deaf ears.
The sleazy owner held up his index finger, looking excited. "Ah! I have just the one for you!" he said, speaking as if selling clothing to the young men. He held out his hand, as if expecting something. "But you must pay first!"
Evan reached into his satchel and tossed the owner a bag of rupees, which Laris caught unusually deftly. He weighed it in his hands thoughtfully, then smirked, satisfied.
The moment Laris disappeared into one of the hallway rooms, Link turned vehemently to his fellow companion. "I hate you!" he growled.
Evan grinned broadly waving a hand dismissively. "Come now. You're acting like I brought you to a torture chamber. Relaaaaaax!"
"How do you expect me to relax in a bro-"
"I have returned with your women!" Laris proclaimed, reentering the room. Two young women stood on either side of him; the one to his left was a beautiful brunette with full curves and eyes like a feline and the one to his right was a young girl who looked no older than sixteen with long golden blond tresses that framed her childish face. Link's breath was caught in his throat as he looked her over.
'She's so young…' he thought, with a bit of a shudder.
"This is Salienne. She will be with you sir," Laris said to Evan, gesturing to the brunette.
Evan let out an excited whoop and held out his elbow for her to grab, which she did more than happily. They walked off to their room and closed the door with a slam; Link flinched.
He gulped and turned to Laris and the remaining girl, whom was obviously for him.
Laris inclined his eyebrows. "And this, sir, is Ruby. A favorite of the house…I'm sure she will please you," he said, a lewd smirk forming on his thin lips.
He pushed the girl, who held her head down, towards Link. Laris folded his hands together. "Have fun!" he said in a sing-song voice, disappearing into the room at the opposite end of the hall.
The silence in the room was deafening as the two blondes stood alone in the square lobby. Link tried looking everywhere but at the young girl who was to be…his tonight. He cleared his throat uncomfortably, and after what felt like an eternity, the young girl mumbled something too soft for Link to hear.
Link blinked. "What?" he asked.
"Come…" she repeated, turning her back on him and entering the first room on the right.
Link followed nervously after and wearily shut the door behind him. He set down his sword and satchel, (bringing his shield would have identified him to any passersby) and stood idly by the door.
She stood in the center of the room, with her back still to him. Now that they were alone, he let his eyes wander as he looked the young girl over. She wore a simple, shapeless gray dress that at one point most likely had been white. Despite her childish facial features, she had curves like a woman. Her long slim legs plumped up at the thighs, but not so much that it was unattractive. Her arms were thin and marked with red spots that Link had a feeling were from bruises inflicted be her other…clients.
Link gulped. 'What am I supposed to do?' he thought in a panic.
As if to answer his question, Ruby brought her small hands up to her shoulders where the strap for her dress were and slid them down, letting her dress fall to the floor and pool around her ankles.
Link's mouth dropped open as he stared upon her unclothed nubile body. She turned around, a light shameful blush upon her cheeks, and sat down on the edge of the mat in-between them. Link plopped down clumsily on the opposite end, unsure of what to do.
She raised her eyes to him for the first time and Link nearly gasped aloud as he stared into their crimson depths. They held the saddest expression, so dejected and downcast that he could feel the despondency creeping into his own body. He quickly shook the feeling away and opened his mouth to speak, but his mind was completely blank.
Seeing Link hesitating, she took the initiative and leaned forward, placing soft kisses upon the sensitive skin of his neck. He stiffened upon contact and averted his head, feeling the shame sink into his body with every kiss.
She crawled closer, practically sitting in his lap and brought a small hand up to caress his cheek and tilt his head to give her more access to his neck. Link closed his eyes, still on the borderline of discomfort and content.
'This isn't so bad…' he thought.
He reached a hand up to run through her soft yellow tresses. She made a soft moan and shuffled closer. She let her other hand trail down his chest and come to rest in his lap. Shyly, and almost unsurely, she cupped her young fingers against his pelvis.
Link yelped immediately and jerked away. He stared at her with gaping eyes, and reality came crashing down around him. He gripped his forehead, looking distressed. "What am I doing…this is so wrong," he murmured to himself.
Ruby sat back on her heels, waiting patiently for him to make a move; and make a move he did.
Link stood to his feet, his bangs casting a shadow over his eyes. "I'm sorry miss, but I can't do this. I'm sorry for wasting your time…" Link said stiffly. He picked up his things and left, his face still aflame.
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For nearly an hour, Link waited out in the square parlor for Evan to finish up. When the door to his room finally opened and the older brunette staggered out, looking for all the world like a man who had gotten his birthday present early, Link shot up from his seat and dragged him out.
Outside, the rain had let up quite a bit and was now reduced to a light drizzle. Link continued to pull Evan down the back ways to the castle, ignoring his protests. The blond was in a bit of a sour mood and wasn't about to be deterred.
When they reached their rooms, Link dumped Evan onto his bed and then stalked out to head for his own room across the hall. The blond hero flopped onto his bed and silently fumed.
'I'll give him a piece of my mind in the morning!' Link thought furiously, tugging off his boots and flinging them into the darkness of his room. The moment his head hit the pillows though, he was fast asleep.
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