I'm back with another deleted scene. This is one long scene, not many differents - and this one you will love - i hope. This has not been seen by anyone's eyes but mine, so I can bet your mum's bum that there will be mistakes, as well as it being not as good as it could be. It's a tad rushed too. I've been working on it since... pfft, let's just say a long time, but last week, Lady Nerikla told me that today (9th of November) was her birthday, and as she is a loyal reader and reviewer, I decided to finish this once and for all, as well as dedicate it to her. Also, I'm feeling quite nice. Blame it on the period.

This takes place at the end of the official chapter fifty (i think...). I presume you now know what it's about, ne? (not Sheik POV)


Warm skin on warm skin. The soft caress to silky hair. Rough fingers running through fine strands gently with a lulling motion. The musky aroma of his mate filling his senses. Nothing around them. Nothing, but one another.

This was the type of moment Sheik lived for. The moment he strived for, wished for instead of the stressful quest fraught with danger and loss.

Granted, the moment of snuggling up with Link was not as perfect as first described. For a start, there was a growing discomfort in his behind and lower back that had started ever since he had come down from that amazing high Link had given him. Secondly, he was so tired, his overworked muscles quivered every so often, which was not only annoying but would assure him tired muscles for even longer. And thirdly…

Thirdly, there was the ever-present thought of death hanging over… them? Sheik didn't know whether Link was thinking about the attack soon to be carried out on Raun Castle. He highly doubted it; Link was a closet-romantic, and so would probably be thinking only of the moment.

And he was. Link had been in the highest heaven once that night, and whilst he was not as high as before, he was certainly in some kind of heaven. Having Sheik in his arms – especially a naked one – was the best feeling ever: the smooth warm skin, the soft supple body…

He shivered; the thought of what Sheik looked like in the soft glow of the candlelight, muscles straining, spine curving sensually, eyes clenched tight as pleasure swarmed his mind and soul, and-

"Link?" Sheik asked cautiously, propping himself up on one elbow. The hero had been shivering, body tensing up and breath hitching every so often.

Link groaned deeply. "Don't call me that."

Sheik bit the inside of his lip, unsure. The first thought that popped into his head was that perhaps Link was regretting it or… had been using him or…? Was he too tired…?

He hesitantly reached forward and grabbed the Hylian, pulling the elder on top of him, smiling somewhat when the other's weight pinned him comfortably to the mattress; then he felt the noticeable bulge against his hip and it hit him. He moaned breathily, and tilted his hips, gently gyrating against his mate's arousal in a teasing manner.

"Sh-eei-k," the elder whispered hoarsely, darkened blue eyes flickering. "I don't…" He huffed. "Not so soon…"

"It seems your body is quite ready for-"

"I was referring to… to you, actually," Link murmured, licking a bead of sweat off the tanned cheek. "We can do other things, though…"

"No. Take me again. Please." As if to prove his point, the younger spread his legs even more and Link slid harder against him; blue eyes darkened even more in lust. "Do it, Link."

The wolf lunged, initiating a passion-filled kiss as his fingers trailed down the slightly curved side, across the prominent hip and lifting an obedient thigh, reaching his goal. His entrance was still relaxed and moist from their previous joining, but Link knew perfectly well that Sheik would still need a little bit of preparation and lubrication to ease the way, especially since their last mating was Sheik's first. He grabbed the vial of oil from the table beside the bed and dipped his fingers in the amber liquid. The younger whimpered somewhat when the fingers entered him, but made no protests; that tingling feeling from before was back, numbing the discomfort in the very place Link was heading.

"Calm, I'm not going to hurt you – I never would, never will," Link whispered against swollen lips upon seeing the slight wince that passed across the other's face. "Or, at least, I'll try."

"I know," Sheik murmured back. He hummed softly when a particularly firm thrust of both fingers and hips sent fiery tingles through his hot veins. He arched gently, pressing his cheek into the pillow. "Mm, you're doing good so far…"

"Why thank you," Link replied, grinning. "You're my biggest critic."

"Of course I am – I'm your partner. It's- ahh, it's my… uhm, job to point our y-your flaws…"

"Oh? Any flaws as yet to point out?"

"Some… none important, bu-" He broke off in a hiss, scrunching his eyes shut, as battle-rough fingers brushed over that spot inside him, which always sent a blissful earthquake rampaging through his body. "Ah, gods…"

"Again?"

"Y-Yes…" His back arched again and a sobbing moan escaped his throat when Link pressed hard against him. "Oh gods…"

"Come on, I have to have some flaws that are important."

Sheik groaned. "Oh… one of y-your flaws, though, is… is… fuck…!"

"Is 'fuck'? One of my flaws is fucking you, eh? Well, that's a flaw you'll have to live with, unless you really hate the thought of it. I can stop, if you do."

"N-no… oh gods, you're a tease. You're a goddamn tease sometimes and it really… guh, gets to me… especially at times l-like this."

Link laughed. "I'm not teasing. Well, kinda. I'm just doing a bit of foreplay, and..."

"Teasing," the younger finished; he gazed up at Link through his lashes, red eyes burning sultrily and lust-swollen lips parted in something of a pout as he fought away the breathlessness.

"You're the one who's teasing me, looking like that." The hero leaned down and captured those pliable lips with his, groaning deep in his throat when their tongues met in a well-practised dance. "You…" he murmured, pulling a hair's width away. "You look so… delectable."

"I look like I'm a-about to have a second round of sex with the Great H-Hero. But i-it isn't- ahh, going to happen unle-ss he hurries up and sto- nngh… stop teasing and do it already!"

Link chuckled. "I never took you to have claws in bed, Sheik."

"That's another way of saying I… uhm… I turn into a G-Gerudo on a midsummer night when in b-bed."

"No." Link couldn't help but frown. "I'm not saying you're some kind of slut or a wanton lay. I meant that you seem to be gaining enough confidence to be a little dominant, even when being the… bottom. I like it. It's hot. So un-Sheik like, so different – and only I get to see it. Makes me feel… special."

"Yes, Link, you're special." Sheik grinned, chuckling breathlessly.

The elder grinned back, withdrawing his fingers from that delicious heat and picking up the vial of oil once again, pouring a copious amount onto his arousal, groaning softly at the sensation as he spread it around. Sheik watched with half-lidded eyes, biting his lower lip in anticipation of what was coming next.

Link sent him a reassuring look. "I won't hurt you. If I do, tell me, okay? I'll try not to hurt you."

"I know," Sheik replied softly, gesturing for Link to come closer.

The hero leant forward, lifting the younger's slight hips and positioning himself at the quivering entrance, initiating a distracting kiss as he began to push into the welcoming heat. He hissed when the heat spasmed around him, a force that seemed to suck him in as the sheer pleasure made him drive in quickly.

"S-Sorry…" Link stuttered, clenching his eyes shut and forcing himself to stay still. "You just… ah, gods, you just feel so good."

"Nng, it… ah, it didn't hurt so much," Sheik whispered, head tilted back as he blinked back tears.

"Don't lie, Sheik… it's not becoming of you…" The elder let his head fall onto the tanned chest below him, breathing evenly. "Gods above, I feel like I'm going to blow any moment – you feel that good… made for me…"

Sheik clenched his teeth, but he fought harsh to relax his legs to allow Link to get in as deep as he could, as easily as he could; with tears in his eyes, he gazed up at Link and their stares met. In that instance, the hero's composed demeanour cracked and shattered.

"She-eik…" he moaned in a pitiful-sounding voice.

He kissed Sheik, thrusting his tongue into his mouth and moving his lips so forcefully, the warrior felt like he was going to be swallowed whole. He looked up at the elder with hazy eyes, as they slowly rocked together, gradually gaining speed and force. Link's uncouth, reckless appearance was completely different from his tame attitude; Sheik knew that no-one had ever seen Link this way, and he hoped to the gods most high that no one ever would, apart from him. Love overflowed from sparkling blue eyes and suddenly, the pain was gone.

The pleasurable sensation of his mate moving inside of him was overwhelming him bit by bit, and soon he was clinging to Link's broad, muscled back, moaning softly; he wanted desperately to groan loudly, scream all his tensions away whilst succumbing to the most blissful feeling he had ever felt, but there was the ever present reminder of others nearby. But he had sweat rolling off of his trembling body, white-blond hair sticking in all directions in a captivating way, his body temperature was scorching and he was almost hyperventilating – he needed release.

"I'll… I'll never leave you…" Link swore, squeezing his eyes shut and blessing the arched tanned neck with passionate kisses.

The pounding motions changed to a faster, more frantic speed. Link's face twisted painfully, and he held Sheik close to his chest, clutching tightly. Seeing the Great Hero like this – so fragile, so desperate – Sheik loved it; he loved him. He finally belonged to Link and he wouldn't trade him for anything.

"L-Link…!"

He was no longer able to control the scorching heat that had been building up in his abdomen. He climaxed with his whole body and soul, sending white flashes across their fronts. His moans turned to gasps, his chest rising and falling violently. His body quaked further from Link's movements and he stared up the panting Hylian with dazed red eyes.

"I can't last…" the elder panted, hips beginning to shake. "Oh gods…!"

Link sat up straighter and grabbed Sheik's knees, driving himself into Sheik faster, rougher, deeper than before as the warmth turned to unbearable heat, deep in his gut. His whole body tensed as he let out a loud moan, spilling his seed within his mate; Sheik let out a breathy groan when he felt a warm rushing liquid fill his insides.

Link let out a long gasp. He fell down onto the younger's chest, breathless. Sheik caught his body, and pulled him close, closing his eyes wearily. They waited for their hearts to slow, for their breathing to even.

"I love you…" Link whispered, nuzzling the warm chest beneath his cheek. "I love you so much…"

"I'll never leave you, either," Sheik murmured in return, running shaky fingers over his mate's trembling back.

Spreading out before him, he saw darkness; the unending, unfolding darkness of un-fated vagueness…

But he would never let go of this warmth. Never.


Demi: Eh, I personally don't like this. I don't mean that in a 'omg, let's say i suck to gain sympathy'. I mean, i like it, but i'll probably edit it a little sometime - just tweak it.

Lemme know whatchoo fink, boi. Oh, and an ending message for M'Lady:

Yey birfday! You's only a li'l bit older. Don't cry. Eat cake : )

P.S. please don't bombard me with 'my birthday is this date - please do a oneshot for me!' things, yeh-yeh? M'Lady has been a loyal servant to her godde- I mean, a loyal reviewer to Shadow, so deserves this half-mashed thing. Not that you don't deserve one either, i just happened to have this in my memory stick and...

I'm going to shut up now.