"Here you go…" Link said a little nervously.

"Oh thanks, here's I'll move so…" Link cut Zelda off.

"No, no it's okay you look comfortable." Link reassured her. He scooted her plate of cheesecake across the coffee table until it was in front of her. Zelda traded her wine glass for layers of raspberry cheesecake.

"You really did go to way too much trouble today. This tastes amazing." Link said watching the fire dance in Zelda's brown eyes. She smiled.

"It was worth it. I'm glad that you like everything. Of course, I knew you would. Zelda's faced glowed as she took another bite of the cheesecake. Link could feel more sweat on his neck. He couldn't take his eyes off Zelda as she laid here on the couch beside him. And now, Link was terrified to get any closer to her but he wasn't sure why. What, he could kiss her but he couldn't sit any closer to her on this couch!? It didn't take either of them long to complete the final course of their dinner. Link leaned over to take her plate and take it back to the kitchen. As he picked it up he managed to drag his finger through raspberry sauce.

"Here, give my your hand." Zelda said noticing he was now covered in raspberry.

"Why? What are you going to do lick it off of me?" Link asked her jokingly.

"Yes." Was Zelda answer. Link didn't have time to respond, he didn't have a chance to speak. Instead Zelda took Link's hand in hers and put her mouth over his finger. He could feel her teeth at the base of his finger and her tongue did the rest of the work. At that moment Link was convinced that his heart stopped, his breathing had stopped and he probably wouldn't speak another word the rest of the night. Once Zelda pulled her mouth away Link could now feel his once steady hands tremble. He could feel the wetness of her saliva on him and he had that 'never wash this hand again' feeling over come him. Of course, she would be his wife sooner than later so that would be completely pointless.

"I'll save a spot for you on this couch when you come back." Zelda said. Link was still sitting beside her though motionless. "Link?" Zelda said again.

"Huh? Wha….oh….yeah…yes, yes. Okay…yeah." Was all he said as he finally managed to stand up.

"Wait…what can we do with these wine glasses? If Impa sees these…she's going to know I wasn't alone while she was gone." Zelda hadn't though this through at all though the solution was simple. It was a good thing Link had snapped to his senses.

"You drink wine sometimes in your bedroom right? Before you go to bed?" Zelda smiled.

"Yeah, yeah I do that sometimes." Zelda licked her lower lip.

"Okay, well either you take this empty bottle and one wine glass into your room and I'll wash the other one and put it away. Or, give me both wine glasses…I'll wash them both and take the bottle to your room. Zelda sat up and leaned on the back of the couch. Her robe had fallen completely off her right shoulder but her chest still remained completely hidden from view.

"That's good…I like that." Zelda said watching Link carefully.

"What sounds good? Which one?" Link asked trying to distract himself from the fact that he was now staring at Zelda's bare shoulder.

"Leave one glass out here and the bottle. Just wash the other one…wait…you don't mind do you?" Zelda asked. Link stepped forward toward her and put his free hand on her bare shoulder before kissing her. It was an extremely bold move and it made Zelda's skin ignite.

"I don't mind at all." He told her softly. Link watched her his entire way to the kitchen and Zelda did the same. Zelda turned herself around again on the couch. She was smiling all over but she wasn't sure why. Tonight she felt like so…alive. Zelda wasn't going to lie to herself. She was in a situation in which she hadn't been before. Link was going to be with her…this entire night. It was only now that Zelda realized that her mind was racing…with thoughts that she normally only pondered when she was alone in her bed with a glass of wine. Zelda suddenly felt very dirty. This wasn't the wine thinking for her…this was Zelda thinking for her. She rolled over on her side and stared at the soothing fire before her. Link had soon returned to the den only to find the woman he loved lying there on the couch before him. Link walked around to carefully lie down behind her…very carefully. It was quite awkward, Link lowered himself behind her as if touching her would contaminate him. The fact was he knew if he touched her he would have no idea where to put his hands. Every curve of her looked not only enticing but dangerous…his hormones were slowly taking over leaving his brain somewhere else. Link wasn't at all prepared for what Zelda would do next.

"Are you always this irresistible?" Zelda said rolling on her back and lifting a hand to Link's face. Now, her body was resting against his. And her robe was wadded up in the middle of her thighs. Why did her legs have to be so beautiful? Why did her eyes have to capture the fire's soft flame only to turn it into radiant hues? Why did Zelda have to be so perfect? But above all, why couldn't Link think of anything to say to her as she lie there gazing at him with her hand resting on his face.

"I can't believe I'm here with you right now." Link told her softly taking her hand in his. He pulled her hand down his cheek and sliding her fingers over his neck. He continued dragging her hand down his chest. Zelda found herself paralyzed. She wasn't sure which felt better; the soft burgundy cotton shirt Link was wearing or the lines of his body underneath it. Link now interlaced his fingers with hers and began pushing her arm backwards. As he pushed her arm above her head, Link was now hovering over Zelda until he allowed the weight of his chest rest on top of her. As if Zelda's heart wasn't pounding in her chest enough, Link kissed her making her breath shutter. Zelda managed to work her free hand around Link's back. He could feel her hand sliding up his back slowly until her fingers were hidden among sandy blond layers. His kiss was soft at first, but it grew in intensity; a combination of experience and inexperience. Link slid his hand down her arm, down the side of her ribs, down her stomach all the while their kiss went from smooth and tender to absolute fury. He could feel Zelda tighten her grip on him.

Without warning, Zelda could feel Link's hand on her thigh. Somehow he had managed to trace over her hip without her even noticing. Suddenly, Link seemed to snap to his senses. He breathlessly pulled his lips away from Zelda staring at her a bit mortified. Why the hell had he ever even thought of touching her the way he did and now here he was; his hand on her thigh!?

"I'm so sorry." He said to her, his voice hushed and maybe a little scared. "It's just that…" Zelda didn't let him finish.

"Don't be…" was all Zelda said with lustful eyes as she managed to free her other hand. The next thing Link felt was Zelda shoving his hand that was on her thigh up to her hip underneath her satin robe. It's okay though, innocence wasn't lost…yet.