WITHIN THE GODDESS' WATCHFUL EYES - A Weekend With Letty
The following entry takes place between part 5 - Recon Romp, and part 6 - Spring Break.
Letty moaned as her eyes flickered open.
She wasn't really sure what it was that woke her up; the sun rising in the east and reflecting in the many pools of water left by last night's storm? The cawing of birds that were a scant few seconds from being the morning meal for the irate traveler? Or perhaps it was the tongue currently rolling around her clit…yep, definitely the last one.
The silverette sighed happily as she relished her younger companion's ministrations. He was a bit rough around the edges, but certainly had an impressive amount of luck finding her spots. One such spot that was often neglected by her fingers or other aids was enough to trigger her climax, causing her to throw her head back and hiss as her juices squirted into Link's eager mouth.
The veteran traveler would never call herself a 'morning person'; the most she'd tolerate was waking up to get a little more time in on a journey. Sure she'd hate herself every step of the way for making such a poor life choice, but she'd get it done in the end. Still, she could safely say that if this was a glimpse of what it was like, maybe she'd change her tune…eventually.
Feeling him withdraw from her loins, Letty let herself be heard. "Morning handsome. Get enough to eat?" she asked with a clearly playful tone breaking out of her tired voice. After wiping off some of her juices on his nose, he nodded and shuffled off her, exposing the outline of his own genitals for her viewing pleasure. His dick seemed a little limp, but nothing that a little tongue work could fix…
As tempting as the prospect was, the silverette ultimately declined such an opportunity, silently promising to repay in kind later on. "Mm, maybe later. We've got to check in at the village and see what they're going to need." She reluctantly explained as she reached down to pull up her shorts. "Mind handing me my shirt?" she called to her companion who was likewise redressing. If only she could make out his torso in the budding light… well maybe later.
"Din's arms, I'm going to need a bath." Letty muttered as she did up her vest. Like Link, she ultimately elected to forgo her long-sleeved undershirt, instead letting her forearms bask in the tropical air. Her younger Hylian friend was finishing packing up her tent. At some point she'd need to pick up something to carry it in; perhaps she'd find one in Lurelin?
Once she was satisfied with her state of dress, the veteran traveler turned back to her younger comrade and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at what he was holding. Not the tent, which only made sense, but rather the fact he was carrying the stone she'd used to prop up the cloth shelter. "Why are you bringing that rock?
"You're an interesting sort, Link." His companion sighed as they walked past the serrated gateway into the village proper. When she'd asked him why he was wasting time moving rocks from the three smaller circles to the near-perfect one, he'd merely smiled and kept working. Sure it didn't end up being more than about five minutes of work, but still; it was an odd thing to delay them on, especially with the village only a few steps away. And what the hell was that smell?
As the two walked through the silent village, she heard her companion idly note the lack of activity. "Probably sleeping; I doubt anyone's keen to go out after the crazy weather last night." The veteran traveler shrugged. "Besides, we need to get to the inn before anything else. I'm sure we'll have time for you to harass everyone." She smirked, enjoying the half-hearted glare he sent her way as she reminded him of how he'd gone up to ever person at the Lakeside Stable for information.
Inwardly, Link couldn't help but enjoy her company. The fact she could hold her own in a fight and in the dirt was quite a new experience for him, having only thus far lain with inactive villagers and Rola (whom he'd only been told was still active, although he was inclined to believe her). He even found himself inwardly amused at her course tongue and colorful commentary, even when it was directed at his expense. 'Guess it is nice to have a companion for a while.'
Letty, having been to Lurelin on a few occasions, acted as the guide, pointing out the mayor's hut or the duo of huts that belonged to the descendants of the village's founder. She offhandedly mentioned the purpose of the large tower they'd passed under; how it was meant as a lookout for any ships that were coming in under less than favorable conditions. It really was all quite fascinating, especially for such a small little settlement.
"Up ahead is the gambling hall. I'm kind of garbage when it comes to luck, but never hurts to burn off some rupees. Better to travel light, right?" she chuckled at her bullshit excuse. Link sighed at her open deceleration of vices. He didn't have the heart to let her know that his modest wallet was only a fraction of the war chest he held on his Slate. She already knew about his ability to hold more weapons than any traveler could reasonably hold, but not really any of the other facets like taking photos or carrying basic materials.
"Anyway, we're here. Welcome to the Swaying Palms Fishing Resort." Letty declared as they started up the hill to the boat-like hut. The two banners bordering the entrance seemed a bit disheveled; no doubt due to the storm the night before.
Oddly enough, the one on the left was shaking, as if someone was pulling it. The cause soon made itself known as a dark-skinned woman with a rather healthy physique rose up from the behind the stairs. Once she noticed the two walking up, a warm smile graced her visage. "Ah, Letty! I suppose you're the one here to help clear out some of our monster problem?."
The silverette came to a stop and smirked. "Damn right; Link and I are ready to kick whatever ugly ass has been pestering you guys. Right, Link?" She turned to her comrade, earning a similar grin. The innkeeper beamed at the two's eagerness, already feeling confident about the new face's ability if Letty was vouching for him.
"Glad to hear; I'll be inside getting everything set up for you guys. Come on in whenever your ready and we'll talk about your first assignment." The woman explained as she passed them and started climbing up the creaking steps. During the brief moment that she was facing him, Link couldn't help but be drawn to her slightly open shirt and her noticeably robust chest.
"She's pretty great, yeah? So we'll drop off our stuff and grab a bite before our first mission. Hope you like fish and crabs, because that's pretty much all you're going to…-?" the veteran trailed off as she noticed her companion with a gob smacked expression. Come to think of it he'd been quiet ever since they'd first walked up to the innkeeper… "Wait…have you never been to Lurelin?"
Link shook his head, a task made of equal parts answering her inquiry and clearing his mind. Letty sighed, having realized that her fool of a partner had just walked right into the village without even a single damn clue of the customs. "All you need to know is that they're not too big on the whole 'smallclothes' thing. Other than that, they're perfectly normal." She explained, trying to make it apparent how little of a factor the village's habit should be. It seemed to do the trick, as her partner gave her a small nod in understanding.
A quick glance down to his trousers confirmed that he wasn't pitching a tent at least. But given how tight those things tended to be, if things started rushing downward, it'd be damn near impossible to miss. "Just…just try to keep it under control, alright?" she poked his chest as he passed her. 'Save it for me, you hung bastard' the silverette licked her lips at the sight of his trouser-clad ass before shaking her head and following him in.
"Pardon the mess; had to fasten some things down from the storm last night." The innkeeper apologized as she moved around undoing the shutters and letting in the dawning sunlight. Indeed, it turns out that quite a few things had ended up all over the floor thanks to the winds. Thankfully, there weren't any signs of lasting damage; just a few wet sheets and a broken plate. Still, Link had the courtesy to reach down and pick up a somewhat-damp book near the entrance and handed it to the innkeeper.
"Thanks…Link, was it?" she inquired, eliciting a nod from the blond Hylian. "Not much for conversation, hm." She mused, earning her a thin smile. She wasn't exactly wrong; he just didn't really feel the need to waste words on small talk. "Oh, where are my manners! I'm Chessica; your host for the next few days." The now-named hostess explained as she bowed slightly. Just enough for Link to make out more of her CLEARLY uninhibited breasts.
A quick prod from his older companion snapped him out of it, followed by her hissing in his ear once Chessica had turned away. "Quit staring! It's disrespectful you know."
Oblivious to the strife, the Faronese woman just kept talking. "I hope you both were safe; it's not often we get weather like that without a hurricane to go with it." The innkeeper explained as she pulled out some dry sheets to replace the bedding. Link wondered what a hurricane was, but didn't quite have time to ask before Letty answered.
"Had to camp overnight near Korne Beach. The surge got pretty nasty. Right, Link?" When he didn't respond to her embellished account, the silverette looked back at her younger comrade and had to resist a sigh. 'Oh for the love of Nayru.'
To his credit, she didn't necessarily BLAME him for his brazen staring. How could anyone help but gawk at the sight in front of them? The way her lovely ass pressed against the thin material of her dress, or perhaps the fact that said white garment was just the SLIGHTEST bit wet and revealed quite an enticing silhouette. That said, this was not really the best place to be popping a boner…
"Really? Are you both alright?" The innkeeper asked as she turned back to face her guests. Thinking quickly, Letty slid in front of Link, shielding his body and immodest tent with her backpack. So long as the villager kept herself across the room, things should go smoothly. Just have to play it all off.
"Not to worry Chess; Made it to high ground before things got too dicey. One night of rest and we're raring to go!" she smiled, re-positioning herself as the innkeeper finished applying the sheets at the foot of the bed.
"Glad to hear it. Feel free to whatever is left of the fish. I've also got some fresh milk if you want." The innkeeper explained as she stood up and stretched her back, causing her clearly bra-less chest to bounce. And of course that wound up having quite the effect on Link's arousal.
Letty blinked as she felt his erection poke her ass. If it weren't for how embarrassing the situation was, she'd probably tease him and grind back in retaliation. But she had some standards dammit! '…Does that really get him off that much?' The silverette mused, her mortification quickly turning into curiosity… a very, very heated curiosity. 'Screw it; might as well nip this in the bud.'
"Hey Chessica, Link and I need to run back and grab something. I'm going to leave my bag here for now, okay?" Link snapped out of his heated fantasies of the big-boned innkeeper at his comrades prompting. With a single push back with her rump, she quickly extracted her backpack and placed it down before grabbing his hand and rushing out. "Save some of that fish for us, okay?" she called back as she dragged her companion out the door, not even hearing what Chessica said next.
"This way, quietly." The older traveler urged as she led them back out of the village. Her intent was to reach the small outcropping just underneath the lookout; concealed well and not likely to be disturbed so early in the morning. Of course that plan was simply too logical and risk-free for the Fates, so they threw a curve-ball in the form of the little boy Zuta.
"Shit. Um… This way!" she hissed as she pulled him along the edge of the hill. They passed the recessed shrine of Hylia before finally coming to a stop at the edge of the sand. From here, it would be difficult to spot them from any angle except straight above or out on the empty dock. Satisfied that they'd be undisturbed, Letty turned to face him and confirmed that he did indeed still have a quite visible erection for her to deal with.
"Whip it out, quickly." She ordered as she got on her knees. When he didn't immediately react, her already frayed patience was further tested. "Do you want me to take care of this or not? I'm not pulling it out for you." The silverette insisted with her hands on her hips. Whatever it was that got through, Link nonetheless unzipped his trousers and fished out his erect penis.
"Oof, you need a bath, big time." She balked as the scent of his unwashed musk filled her nostrils. Thankfully it wasn't enough to make her wretch, and an exploratory sample of his dick confirmed that she'd still be okay tasting it. With a deep breath, the veteran traveler got to work, trying to be fast but relatively neat about the whole affair. It wouldn't do for any carnal evidence to be left on her person, right? 'Might smell rancid, but it still tastes okay…. He's still getting a bath later though.'
Link threw back his head and refrained from groaning as his comrade continued sucking him off. Like the night before, she made up for her lack of experience with an impressive arsenal of tricks and teases. Sure there were simple things like slathering him with her tongue or sucking his balls. But also more unique tricks such as using her teeth to trace along his veins or laying the flat of her tongue along the top of his crown as her lower lip rubbed the glans. The sheer number of creative acts she could pull off just served to make it all the better when she would briefly engulf him with her lips about halfway to the base before quickly pulling back.
Letty resisted the urge to undo her shorts and start stimulating her own loins. She wasn't sure what it was, but for some reason the act of giving head was making her libido light up like crazy. Until last night, she'd never gotten satisfaction in performing oral gratification, but now she couldn't help but WANT to give the best damn blowjob she possibly could. 'Guess I'll need to hunt down that little minx and thank her…before I throttle that little thing until the light goes out.'
'Don't lie; you'd have done this nine times out of ten even without that stupid fairy butting in.' came the bitter voice of her inner conscious. To be honest, she'd completely forgotten about the short-lived inner struggle she'd had before her night got spicy.
'Oh hey; was wondering when you'd be coming to gripe. Want to try to argue the moral high ground again?' Letty internally asked, seeing as how she was currently in the process of sliding her lips down his length and flicking her tongue along it inside her hollowed-out cheeks.
'I would, but you're mouth seems a little preoccupied.'
'Great. Then if you'll excuse me; I need to finish up here.'
Letty immediately doubled her efforts as she started to hear more of the village stirring behind them. Thankfully there was nothing that would give them away like someone walking onto the pier or behind the inn. But still; time was of the essence, and that meant she'd have to forgo most of her usual playful tricks in favor of getting results. After some deliberation, the silverette elected to bring her hands into the mix, using her palms to stimulate whatever portion of his body she was not currently focused on.
It was during a time when her mouth was once again bobbing along his length that she felt him twitch; a surefire sign he was ready to cum. Withdrawing her head until just his crown was still between her lips, the veteran traveler doubled her hand's pace in order to coax out the batter she was looking for. Faintly, she recalled how her last fellatio attempt had gone last night, and the fact she still couldn't quite recall those last few seconds was a alarming.
Ah well, worse case scenario; she'd relent to let him pull her off before she passes out again. Might get a little dirty, but hopefully nothing too noticible. Of course, leave it to her inner voice to get the last word in just as she felt the first splash of cream on her tongue.
'I'm sure you'll turn heads with a spunk-soaked face.'
"Mmph?!" Letty's mouth was instantly full of her younger companion's virile spunk. The veteran traveler desperately tried to swallow as much as she could, but eventually it became too much. "*Pwah* Din's Hips, does this thing ever stop?!" she asked, only to get a shot in her face in response.
"…"
"…So yeah; I ended up face-first in the water, and Link here took a rock from an asshole Bokoblin." Letty explained to the bemused innkeeper. Behind her, the aforementioned lad was rubbing his cheek where a rather visible mark had blossomed on his chin. Chessica had of course raised an eyebrow after they'd entered in such a state, prompting Letty to make up a fantastical encounter that most children would call bullshit on. Luckily for them, the innkeeper seemed to buy it with a good-natured chuckle.
"Well, It sounds like you had an eventful morning. Still, a dead Bokoblin can only be a good thing, right? Fine work you two." She said as she turned to present them with two silver rupees. "Here; for a job well done. I'll even added a little something for this morning." She explained as she added a red rupee to the mix. The two accepted their silvers gladly, but neither one made a move to claim the extra twenty. Link out of courtesy (since he wasn't exactly strapped for cash), and Letty for…other, reasons.
The silver was one thing; it was for the reconnaissance mission. But the little extra red rupee for their little white lie just felt… it felt dirty accepting it. Sure, the silverette wasn't exactly a prude about her tastes or 'hobbies'; it was a perfectly healthy thing especially with such an active, risky lifestyle. But she'd never, EVER felt right about accepting payment for 'those' services; she had some standards.
Still, it'd be rude not to take it, so she accepted the red rupee with a smile before handing it off to Link. "Only fair it goes to the guy that made the shot, right?" she grinned, her words taking on a loaded meaning. The amnesiac was willing to write it off; just a coincidence. "Even if you did end up making a mess of my hair." Okay now she was messing with him. Still, her generosity and demeanor was quite suspicious, and while Link wasn't entirely sure what her game was; he was at least wary enough to know that accepting it MUST have some kind of a string attached… fuck it; it'd buy him a bundle of arrows. A Red's a red after all…
Letty was fairly confidant that the implications had been lost on him, and really she couldn't say she was too surprised. Sure the blond had quite a few things going for him; good looks, sharp skills, pretty damn wild in the sack, and he was actually pretty cunning from what traps she'd seen him set. But he was WOEFULLY inept in social customs. It actually made her curious what his story was. He claimed to have amnesia, but even then he must've grown up somewhere in the ruined kingdoms…right? Wherever it was, she was starting to doubt that he'd been told about what was socially appropriate based on him staring at the innkeeper's backside as she reached for some paperwork.
She knew EXACTLY where his gaze was focused, and besides her grin getting alarmingly wide her grip on his hand tightened. She might not have the strength to crush his fingers, but the rupee was a whole different matter, especially with how hard she was forcing it into his palm. Link wasn't sure how much force it took to shatter a rupee… but the cracking sounds were a little concerning. Lucking for him, a single glance at her still-grinning face made it fairly clear what the silverette was thinking.
'Don't you fucking dare.'
"Anyway when your ready, I've got the first horde of monsters we need taken care of. It's in a little cove just east of the village between us and the Palmorae Ruins."
Link cursed as the hammer snapped in his hands; a testament to how much use it'd gotten in a scant hour. Luckily the force of his blow was enough to down the beast and give him a precious chance to scamper away and regroup. Letty meanwhile had finished chucking a struggling Pebblit away, letting it explode on the ground as she turned back to face her comrade. "I think I'd prefer the Lizafos now, Link." She bitterly quipped, prompting a snort and a nod from the amnesiac.
The mission was simple; clear out the Pebblits that were infesting Gama Cove. Sure the little rocky buggers weren't actually threatening the village, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Not to mention that there was supposed to be a fairly viable collection of ore deposits nearby, and it would be easier to hunt it down if the monsters were cleared out.
The small fry were pretty simple. The problem came when the large Stone Talus pulled itself out of the sand along with a few more of the little bastards. To make things worse, its vulnerable ore vein was located square on its back, meaning that it was harder to line up a shot for Link. Not to mention how quickly his hammer had been worn out thanks to those little stone bastards.
His companion noticed their best weapon's ruined state and cursed. "Shit, please tell me you've got something else to cause some damage?" Letty pleaded as she gripped her harpoon; the second of the three she'd been given. With only quick glance to make sure the Talus' was still down, Link pulled out the only other weapon he had that would be heavy enough to damage the stone beast: a Knight's Claymore.
Letty whistled as she saw the finely crafted blade. "Where'd you get THAT number? Must be pretty nice to lug around blades like that without having to actually carry it." She mused, still jealous over the special little tablet her new friend had and the many tricks he could pull off. Just before the Talus raised up to engage them again, Letty made out a glint in the ore deposit that carried the golem's brain; a thin flaw that should be just wide enough for her spear to pierce. "Hey Link; use your bombs to draw the beast over there. I'll run around and get under its skin. Got it?"
Link raised his eyebrows at her proposal, but nonetheless was willing to give it a shot. Keeping the claymore secured to his back, he instead pulled out his slate and thumbed over to the Bomb Runes. It only took a single spherical bomb to prompt the Talus over to him and completely ignored the silverette. As the monster reared back its fist to throw, he brought up his shield. He'd gotten better about parrying his foes, so with jut the right timing…
…Okay so that didn't go so well. And now he was out a Soldier Shield.
Link struggled to regain his breath as he pulled himself up. While his injuries were an issue, at the very least he'd managed to open up the Talus to his partner's attacks. He watched as Letty lunged into the beast's exposed ore vein. While the first two strikes were devastating and true, the third missed its mark and snapped against the harder rock. "Stupid harpoons." She muttered as she tossed the useless handle away. She was too focused on pulling out her third and final harpoon to notice the lumbering stone beast turning towards her…
While his companion was focused on pulling out her last harpoon, Link tossed a bomb just behind the creature's legs as a distraction before detonating. His maneuver proved successful as the stone beast turned to follow him and ignored the girl. When the Talus' finished turning to face him, he'd already pulled out a replacement: a Knight's Shield. No sooner had he secured the sturdier metal barrier to his arm than he had to dodge to the side to avoid the other hand being thrown at him. He wasn't going to get caught unawares again.
"Nayru's sopping tits, that was a close one." Letty cursed as she pulled out her last harpoon. She hadn't even realized the Talus had been leering down on her before the detonation had hit her ears and nearly blown her back. The fact her comrade had his mystical bomb abilities and the instinctual knowledge of it's range was both impressive and unnerving. But hey; he'd presented her with a second opportunity, and she wasn't one to pass chance by.
This last harpoon was clearly the worst off; just one bad move away from snapping like the first two. If she was being honest, she'd prefer to just chuck the damn thing and take a chance on her brand new sword. But damn it all; she KNEW that would be a mistake later on. So instead, she clenched the hand-me-down from the villager Armes and preyed to every one of the Trio to see her through.
Link ducked beneath the beast as it lunged down to pull out another rock. Grasping onto its reforming arm, the Hylian quickly scaled up the beast's head and fired a quick shot down its back. It didn't hit the underbelly, but it did cause more of the tough exterior to flake off. The former knight had to forgo a second chance in favor of holding on as the Talus struggled to throw him off. Luckily for him, there were plenty of handholds on the creature's back, and unlike it's Frosty counterparts in the Hebra region, he wasn't going to be getting frostbite from sticking his fingers in them. No sooner was he getting ready to leap off than a harpoon smashing against the Talus distracted him.
It had hit; smashed against the more sensitive inner layer just as the beast reared up and managed to buck Link. She watched in horror as the blond flew into the wall and collapsed with a resounding clang. Clearly his shield had taken the impact, but who knows how much damage his body had still taken? More pressingly for her, the irate and still-moving Stone Talus had turned to face her… and this time, she had no weapon.
Letty had faced some pretty bad scrapes before; a Stone Talus here, a Moblin there. She'd never had the gumption or the desire to face something like a Hinox or Trio-forbid; a Lynel. But it wasn't often she'd faced certain death like this… and if shook her to the core. She willed her arms to move: nothing. Her legs were similarly locked. Despite all her bravado, all the veteran traveler could do was clench her eyes and beg to ever goddess she knew.
'Din, Farore, Nayru…Hylia. Not like this; PLEASE not like this…'
The Talus raised its boulder above her…
*Fwip* - Shing!*
Letty didn't dare move even as she heard the sound of rocks shattering. Despite every screaming fiber of her body, she didn't budge even as the alarming groan of stone started to fill her ears. It wasn't until she felt the wind knocked out of her and her back hit the sand did she get even an inkling of what was happening.
She heard the massive thundering roar as the Talus collapsed, followed by the blasts of sand that impacted her. The welcoming sounds of it disintegrating into Malice would've been cause for cheer, if she weren't fighting her frayed nerves. With her whole world shaking and clearly being pinned down, the veteran traveler simply elected to wait and see what stopped first; the shaking earth, or her frantic heart.
She wasn't sure how long she just lay there; eyes shut and without moving an inch. Eventually, she mustered enough of her shattered courage to tentatively push against whatever obstacle was pinning her. Hearing her ally groan made her realize just what…WHO, had shielded her. Well at least that explained what had downed their colossal foe. Now she just needed to get the rest of her functions back under control…
Turns out Link was the first to move; a testament to how quickly he could bounce back from the numerous battles he'd endured. He was fairly certain he'd make it out of this one without any scars; just a number of bruises and feeling sore as hell; nothing a fairy couldn't fix. Then again, the last time he'd thought that ended with him in a sexually charged haze with the silverette he'd just stopped from being crushed… Might be more worthwhile to take the long road to recovery this time.
Helping Letty to her feet, the duo surveyed their former battlefield. The way the sand had been heavily displaced, the many husks of the weapons and shields they'd gone through, and the various chunks of amber, opal, and rubies that littered the sand. If nothing else, they'd be able to afford whatever medical care they needed. Speaking of, the two wordlessly scanned each other for any signs of injury.
It wasn't bruises that were their main concern, but rather the disheveled state the battles had left them in. They were both covered in sand and dirt; filthy from head to toe. Not to mention the sweat caking their bodies and causing their clothes to stick to their skin. Hardly an appealing look…
"…"
"…"
They were on each other's lips in an instant. Desperately clawing at the other's hair and clothes Letty dimly heard the sound of his shield hitting the sand, but currently she wasn't in the mood to speculate where it could've landed. Not when she was too fixated on sucking his lips. While Link had a similar mindset, he was still averse to the grime-coated sections of her upper lip. 'Oh for Din's sake…' the older girl silently rolled her eyes before pulling his head closer to hers. To hell with all this grit and grime; she wanted his spit NOW. He could mope over his little hang-ups at a later point…
"Nayru's tits, you're a wreck, Link."
The two had barely set foot in the inn before Chessica had rebuffed them and pointed the duo in the direction of the nearby spring. Not surprising, considering the amount of dirt, sand, sweat, and…other, fluids, were covering them. She should be feeling shame… but by the Trio did it feel so RIGHT, even if it had led to her getting sand in her hair.
So no sooner had she gotten stripped down and was swimming towards the waterfall with the bottle of soap Chess had provided did she hear her companion behind her. As she'd reached the submerged stone outcropping beneath the fall that acted as a foothold, she turned around just in time to see him getting out of the water. She was so certain of the opportunity that would be presented; hell, she was READY to take one mouth-watering look at his loins before trying to play coy. What she wasn't ready for was the sight of the rest of his weathered, damaged body.
How she'd missed the sheer number of them last night was a wonder. Maybe she'd already been drunk on whatever that fairy had spiked them with. Or maybe she had seen it and chose to ignore it at the time. It was only slightly understandable that she'd missed it earlier, since they were far too focused on rolling in the sand and trying to establish dominance over each other. Regardless, there was no turning a blind eye now. As the silverette gazed at the disturbing number of scars, she felt a new emotion in regards to her companion: pity.
"How…how are you still standing? More of those little jerkass Fairies?" Letty asked as she gingerly probed his body, constantly fluctuating between admiring his chiseled physique and flinching as she passed each scar. Link merely shrugged, giving a slight nod to her latter question while not really committing to her first inquiry. 'How could he act so blasé about all this?!'
"Look, a scar or two is understandable. Hell, I've got one on the back of my leg from a nasty fall. But what you've got…Hylia's-sake." She cursed as her roaming hand reached his shoulder… his tense, coarse, knot-infested shoulder. That clinched it.
The amnesiac blinked as he felt her grip his shoulders and twisted him around, making him face underneath the waterfall. Before he could protest her sudden actions, she shushed him. "No chit-chat. Just let me see what I can do about these." She called back as her fingers started pressing into his tense shoulders. She gave him just enough time to adjust his head so that the water wasn't pounding onto his face before she started to apply pressure.
"Sorry if it's a little rough; I'm not really a master at this." Letty apologized as she struggled to press out the many knots and kinks in his shoulders. It was fairly easy to reach every part of her younger companion's back thanks to having a few inches over him. Honestly her biggest obstacle was overcoming her trepidation about making contact with his scars, since none of them ended up eliciting much of a response… a notion that was far more unnerving than comforting.
Despite her misgivings, Link honestly couldn't deny that her fingers were doing the trick. Having never had a massage at any point since his awakening, it made him realize just how little of an effect stretching or rolling his shoulders actually had. He was so ingrained in the relaxation that he barely noticed his comrade talking.
"I know a woman; old friend of the family. She gives killer massages and if you play your cards right, she's willing to offer some tips and tricks." The silverette explained as her fingers started to roll against the muscles of his back. To be honest, she wasn't really sure if she was helping, but by Hylia did it feel good to stroke his toned body. And from the groans coming from her 'patient', it sounded like the feeling of pleasure was mutual. She barely heard him inquire where he could find this lady she was talking about.
"Can't really say. She's known for traveling all over the Kingdoms, and even makes some trips outside the borders to the neighboring lands. It's actually kind of impressive how much she roams around despite pushing forty. Anyway, if you ever find a dark-haired Hylian that answers to 'Cassie', that's your gal." she finished on his back, and satisfied with her work, reached for the soap nearby and lathered her hands.
"So find her, and next time we'll see if you've got the touch, okay?" she asked as Link turned out of the waterfall and nodded. "Good, now point your head down so I can reach your hair…"