I stood at the counter for a long moment, lost in thought, as I poured a cup of coffee. Suddenly, as I was placing the carafe in its spot, I felt soft lips graze my neck. I turned, quickly setting my mug on the counter, and stared into his bluer-than-blue eyes for a long moment.

"Good morning, my love," he murmured. "Is there coffee?"

"Yes," I replied. "But I think I'd rather have you instead."

"Oh, is that so?" he smirked.

I could only nod meekly as he leaned in to kiss me, sliding his arms around my waist to pull me closer. I deepened the kiss almost instantly, sliding my tongue along his lips and begging for entrance, which he gave willingly.

As we continued to explore the all-too-familiar caverns of the other's mouth, my own hands went to work on his loose-fitting leggings, quickly sliding past the waistband and onto his perfectly shaped ass. He grunted in delight, momentarily breaking the kiss, and I looked into his hazy, lustful eyes.

"B-bedroom," I gasped desperately. "Please..."

He nodded, lifting me into his arms with a small grunt, any lingering thoughts of coffee abandoned in favor of something much, much sweeter. He deposited me on our bed carefully, watching as my deep brown eyes clouded over with a fresh wave of lust.

I could only stare in awe as he slowly, sensuously, removed his leggings, drawing it out and making me even more desperate. My fingers quickly found my clit, and I rubbed myself a bit in anticipation.

Link smirked softly, gently guiding my hand away from my warm, wet heat, and replaced my fingers with his own. His calloused fingers felt heavenly as they rubbed and teased my little nub, causing me to moan softly.

"You're so wet already," he smirked. "Is that all because of me?"

I rolled my eyes, knowing he was just teasing, and came hard on his fingers. Afterward, he licked my juices off his fingers, sighing in delight over the taste of my sweet, sweet release. I smiled softly, quite sated for the moment, and watched as he stroked himself.

"I...I want you, Link," I pleaded. "Take me."

He nodded, kissing my lips lovingly, and fished in the bedside drawer for the lube. Squeezing a generous amount onto my palm (cause you can never use too much lube) I coated his hardness, using the excess on my own entrance. He slid inside me and waited as I adjusted to him. After a long moment, I nodded, and he thrusted forward. My hands went to his ass, kneading and squeezing, and he moaned desperately.

"Ahh, I'm so close," he groaned, his final thrust finishing us both. As we basked in the afterglow, I kissed his lips tenderly, stroking the tip of his ear.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I know," I smiled. "I love you too."