The Ten Types by Life Is A Highway66


This is about as stupid/good as my humour gets. Also, there's a piece of description in this chapter which will take out what ever sex appeal Link has so… If you want to keep him romanticised, I say skip this! :D


Three
Kiss on the Foot

Zelda felt stupid.

She could not help but replay the events over and over again in her mind; her face flushed with the thought that she had hurt her, as the words of the book ran across her mind over and over. Gently, how could she be so stupid? She tried to replicate how she had bitten down on him, but she could not bring herself to do it; yelping at even half the force she had used. For the holder of the Triforce of Wisdom, she was pretty stupid, she thought to herself. It was this way of thinking that meant that she had spent the majority of the day in her chambers, thinking of a way to make it up to him. She stared down at the page before her; was this really worth it?

She looked to the third on the list; Kiss on the foot. She scrunched up her nose and shuddered in denial. Really? She thought about how many nights that he had gone without a bath, and then his career – she stopped thinking there. Sure, in this day and age, hygiene was a luxury that many could not afford, but after he had spent all day – every day – in the same boots, standing up and running about. She shook her head again, trying to stop thinking about it, and so she continued reading. Lightly kiss him on the top of the foot, ankle or toes. Don't forget to give him a little tickle when you're done.

Now not only did she feel stupid, she hated herself for even thinking that this damn book would be a good idea.


Once more, Link walked through the door to find his partner sitting, looking aimlessly at the wall, trying to find a way to keep her mind occupied, and so instead tried to find the patterns that were put into the beautiful architecture of the castle. "Are you okay?" Zelda looked to him, and bit her lip in guilt; she tried to look anywhere but at the small bruise that she had made that morning. He must have seen this, because he laughed quietly, and moved closer to her, "It's okay, don't worry about it." He sat beside her, holding her hand and kissing it, "it doesn't hurt that much. Just… Don't try anything like that again."

Link took his boots off so that he could lie down on the bed, and pull her down with him. Shame snuggled into his arms and smirked, "Well, I wouldn't say that." She looked up to him, feeling his gaze bearing down into her, "We don't want us to get boring… Right? I mean, I don't want you to get fed up of me so quickly…"

He smirked, "With all due respect, we haven't even been in a relationship long enough to get bored with each other."

She smirked, nuzzled her nose against his neck, enjoying the feel of the vibration of the Adam's apple in his throat. She looked down his body, taking in his figure, and eventually, her sights rested against his feet. She looked up to him and smirked. "I'm sure that we can just make it interesting just in case it happens." Her heart felt constricted as he flashed that signature smile at her. She got onto her knees, prizing away his arms that restricted her movements, before moving down to the end of the bed; and took the heel.

"Wha– what're you doing?"

He did not receive an answer – unless you count the soft lips passing over his ankle. He was shocked, and tried to pull it away momentarily, before allowing her to continue. He tensed as she continued down his foot, and trying to control his instincts, he knotted his fingers with the bed sheets. Zelda herself could not believe what she was doing as she kissed each of his toes tentatively, listening to him chuckling, and wondering if she was doing it correctly. She went down to kiss the bottom of his feet. And that was when he lost the ability to stop his natural reactions.

With a cry of laughter, he kicked out, and felt his heart stop with panic as the kisses ceased. He sat up, and gasped in guilt as he noticed her kneeling at the end of the bed, hands clasped over her nose, and eyes wide, and tears pricking in the corners. "Wha–?" She began as he moved closer, "Why–? Why would you do that!" She looked away as he tried to move her hands away and inspect any damage he may have made to her, he moved her hands, and smiled to see that no blood fell, or that he had not broken her nose. He kissed it gently, and holding her face in his hands, he rubbed it with his thumbs.

"You're fine, you just tickled me." He smiled, capturing her eye contact, and holding it for a short while and waited for the princess to calm down, "It'll be okay. It's actually quite… Funny." He chuckled, but seeing her eyes widen with shock, he continued, "not now! But, just think. In a few days, maybe a week, you'll be laughing about it too! It's a… Cute story we can tell our children!" There was a silence. A shocked silence, where he watched with the colour drained from his face as Zelda's tongue was pressed to the roof of her mouth, exhaling every so often as she attempted to make the 'ch–' sound. He stumbled over his words before he pushed away, "AnywayIthinkI'mgonnagogetfirewoodloveyoubye." And with that, he left.

Zelda, however, found herself smirking, and her heart fluttering within her; just the thought of the two of them having created a life, or even being together forever. Waking up every morning for the rest of their lives to see his face. To be able to call him her king, and for them to rule Hyrule together. She laid back on the bed, holding the pillow where his head once rested, and took in his scent. She could not wait to see the books outcome, for them to get married, and their wedding night, feeling him in–

She simply could not wait.