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He woke up. Abruptly, as if someone shouted in his ear. Years of training has led to this. He always wakes up, no matter how tired or exhausted, a few hours before dawn. Opening his eyes and yawning, he kept still.
The Princess's face was buried in the crook of his neck. Her arm was circling his waist, the other hand grasping the front of his shirt. She was using his arm as a pillow. Her breath was tickling his neck.
He recalled the events of the night before. How she could barely breathe out of fear of that dream where she failed and everything was lost. He cursed at himself then.
He shouldn't have left her alone. He shouldn't have left the room. He should have just listened to her. Damn proprieties and manners! He promised himself that he will never let her out of his sight when she got attacked by the Yiga and he broke his own promise.
Add to that that he took advantage of her last night. Kissing her when she didn't even ask for it. She was vulnerable and he let his emotions get the best of him.
The Princess shifted in his arms. He kept still as she stretched her legs then bringing up one over his. It was dangerously close to his groin and he held in his breath, hoping she wouldn't hit anything. Or move any further.
There was a sizeable bulge against his trousers and it was painfully uncomfortable. The Princess's proximity was not really helping himself calm down. He groaned inwardly, cussing himself out. During his training, he had endless reserves of self-control but Zelda…
Goddess be damned, Zelda… You unravel me.
Which brought him back to why he is awake at so early in the morning. It was time for training. But he didn't want to leave her alone. Maybe just do a few squats here in the room instead so he could still keep an eye on her.
But how do I get out of this… Sampling, he tried to move his arm out from under her head…
But she shifted. And her eyes fluttered open. He held his breath. Damn it.
She blinked her eyes up at him, her small pink tongue licking her lower lip as she stretched. "Link?" She whispered.
Damn it… "Sorry, I woke you up."
She looked around the room, her body was still pressed to his and she didn't make any indication of moving away. "Is it…" she yawned, "time for your training?" She said softly as she sat up groggily.
He shook his head, grasping the covers and pulling it back up until his waist. "It's alright. You can go back to sleep." He held out his arms for her again, coaxing her back to lie down.
She rubbed her eyes, looking back at him. "But… your training…" she whispered, worry in her voice.
He shook his head and sat up beside her, rubbing her shoulders slowly.
"I can always do that later. I don't want to leave you here alone." You can be so stubborn sometimes.
Hesitantly, she nodded. "Alright…" her voice was barely a whisper. She let him pull her back to bed, her head back on his arm, his arms around her.
"Is this okay?" He asked, his heart pounding.
In response, he felt her hand cross his abdomen circle his waist. It sent shivers up his spine but he kept still — in control.
"You stayed." She said in a small voice. "I thought you would have left… that it's not a good idea —"
"I won't let you out my sight again." He said firmly. He stroked her hair. "Go back to sleep, Princess."
"Zelda." She rebuked him softly.
He almost laughed at her sass. But he just smiled, "Zelda." He corrected himself.
A few more minutes and her steady breathing told him that she was back asleep. Might as well get some too.
Dawn approached. He'd been awake for the last few minutes and was stretching his arms over his head. The Princess was still asleep under the covers. He didn't want to leave her alone but he really needed to pee.
Done, he came out of the bathroom and she was still tucked in under the covers, her breathing steady. Deciding to get some breakfast or at least check on the soldiers guarding outside, he opened the door and stuck his head out.
Captain Zyle was outside, leaning on the wall, lighting a cigarette.
"Hey, good morning." He said softly.
The captain almost jumped in his place but composed himself. "Good morning, Master Link. How is the Princess?"
He stepped outside the room but kept the door opened a few inches so he could still see. "She's fine now."
The captain puffed on his cigarette and offered him one. He took it and put it between his lips. "What was last night about, if I may ask, Master Link?"
He shook his head as he took a long drag and puffed out the smoke. "Please call me Link."
The captain nodded. "Alright, Link."
He rested his back against the wall. "She had a nightmare. Hence a panic attack."
"If you do not mind me saying, Link… There are rumours…"
He's heard all about them and chose the most obvious one, "that the Princess and I are a thing?"
The captain shifted his weight on his other foot. "Among others. I'd like you to know that I do not believe them."
"The Princess has had several attempts on her life. She is strong… but also under a lot of stress. When you add them all up, it eventually breaks you." He explained. None of which he said was untrue.
Zyle nodded. "You didn't have to explain."
"But that is why you mentioned the rumours. I noticed that you did not approve so much when I told you that I'd be staying inside the room with her." He gave a low laugh.
"It is a highly unusual request. One that I did not expect the Princess herself to approve of."
He kept silent. There was no need for him to explain further.
"I will have someone bring up breakfast for you and the Princess so that it'll be ready when she wakes."
"Very much appreciated, Captain." He said.
"I don't know much about you, Link. But I can tell that you're a good person." There was a knowing look in the captain's eyes. One that he knew very well. "You are suited as the Hero and Hylian Champion."
"Thank you, Captain." He smiled sheepishly.
"I look at you and I see a boy. But you are wiser than your years. May the Goddesses always be with you, Link."
They reached Hateno at noon, just when the sun was highest in the sky. It was a good thing to as it was starting to get hot.
Zyle was able to find an extra horse in the barracks and lent it to him. The Princess was safely on Epona's back as they rode side by side, discussing the weather and childhood experiences. Anything but what transpired during the night and that morning.
Hateno was built on the side of a mountain and the road was quite uphill. His house was quite far from the centre of the village.
He remembered when he left. He had the sinking feeling that he would never see it again but was glad that that was not the case. Epona must be feeling the excitement too as he sped up a little bit on the familiar path back home.
A few children were running around. He recognised most of them but were too far to call out. Once inside the village entrance, he steered towards the right, Epona following closely from behind.
His house seemed lonely but otherwise inviting. His heart leaped at the sight of it but was slightly disappointed to see that the grass was unkempt and were overrun by weeds. They had debated whether to stay at an inn or at his house. But the Princess won in the end. She wanted to find out what he was hiding.
Nothing.
But since the house has already been vacant for a few months, it'd be dirty. He would have preferred if he had more time to clean and get everything in order.
"This is nice." The Princess commented when he helped her get off Epona. There was a small pond under a large tree beside the house and she was peering into it, the Sheikah Slate in her hand, as he put the horses in the stable.
When he was done, he took advantage of her being distracted for a while to check around the house. Everything seems to be in order except his garden with vegetables in the backyard was nonexistent. Taking a deep breath, he unlocked the front door and stepped inside. It was dark so he rushed to open the windows to let the sunlight and air come in. A slight layer of dust filled the room, nothing a wiping down and sweeping can't handle. Water was still running as he tested out a faucet. Good. Everything was just as he left it months ago.
He went back outside to fetch the Princess. This was Hateno, no monsters have been sighted inside the village walls. But still… Just to be on the safe side. He approached her as she was taking a picture of the small fish in the pond.
"Ready?"
She took one last picture and straightened up, hooking the Sheikah Slate on her belt. "Yes." She said with a smile as she followed him into the house.
He instantly felt slightly embarrassed. The Princess was used to big rooms and luxury and opulence. But he'd never heard of her complain about sleeping on the ground, camping, staying at inns or stables.
He held in his breath, like he was waiting for her verdict as she walked around the small dining area and looked up towards the second floor where his bedroom was. "I'll need to do a little bit of cleaning so if you can—"
"I can help!" She said enthusiastically as she looked around for cleaning supplies.
He shook his head with a laugh. "Oh nooo. YOU are going to sit down and rest and—"
"I'm trespassing into your home and should be allowed to help—"
"It's not trespassing if you were invited." He said abruptly with a smile. Her stubbornness was amusing and adorable. He knew he would give in sooner or later but still.
"I kind forced you into it." She cocked her head to the side with a grin. Clapping her hands together, she started opening doors in search of cleaning supplies. "So…"
Resigned. He went to the broom closet and took out what they needed. He handed her a clean rag, "the Princess can start wiping down the surfaces."
With the floor swept, surfaces wiped, house aired, bed made, horses fed, the Princess collapsed on a chair, wiping her brow. He gave her some fresh clean water to drink which she took gratefully.
An hour or so may have passed. The heat was beginning to die down and he was feeling the beginnings of hunger. The big breakfast that Captain Zyle gave them that morning was almost spent.
"Ready for a late lunch?" He asked. "I have no food here so we'd have to go to the store and get some ingredients." He was not sure if it'd be a good idea for the Princess to be seen in the village. She might cause a commotion. But it really can't be helped. Her long golden hair was unmistakeable.
She nodded, "but I would like to change my clothes first."
While the Princess was in the bathroom, he went up the stairs to his bedroom to get changed himself.
They bought some meat and a few spices. The Princess was a welcomed immediately by the villagers. They were happy to see Link as well, the news of being Hylian Champion reached them weeks before. Most of them had expressed their pride and awe but albeit in a conservative way, wary of the royal presence.
Ivee, the daughter of Chork who runs the General Store was so thrilled, she couldn't stop gushing about the Princess who was already red in the face. When they got back to the house, he insisted that she take a nap while he got some food ready.
He led the way up the hill towards Purah's laboratory at the top of the mountain. It was a slow climb as the Princess kept on stopping to admire the different flowers of the countryside. He let her do it as he was content to follow her around.
"Link! Link!" She called out. He hurried over to her as she crouched under a tree. He peered over her shoulder.
"It's a Hylian mushroom!" She exclaimed as she took a picture with her slate.
He put his fingers to his chin. "That is very tasty when cooked, you know."
She looked at him her face expectant. He knew what was coming next. "Yes… Yes… I will make some for dinner." He sighed exaggeratedly as he continued walking, the Princess following him, the big mushroom already in her bag.
He had never met Purah before—maybe when he was a child. He'd only ever heard of her and she never leaves the Ancient Tech Lab. She is a Sheikah that researches and experiments with the Sheikah Technology. He expected an old woman but the woman who opened the door was entirely different.
Purah was a tall elegant woman with long black hair tied into pigtails. She had big round glasses that perched on top of her nose. She was unusually childish for her age which he guessed must be around thirty or so.
"So! This is the Hylian Champion that has everyone's underwear in a twist." Her hands were on her waist and Purah ignored the Pricness completely.
He blushed, not knowing what to say and instead scratched the back of his head. "Good afternoon, Miss Purah. My name is Link. This is—"
She shot a look at the Princess and burst into a big smile. "Princess Zelda, I know. We're friends. But you." She pointed a long finger at him and he backed up a few steps. Her eyes were intimidating. "You I don't know about." She sighed as the Princess laughed. "Alright, well you better get in."
They were introduced to Symin, her assistant who mostly stayed at the back of the laboratory. There was a pedestal much like the ones that can be found in the different shrines with a slot for what he assumed was the Sheikah Slate.
Symin brought them tea and they sat around a low table with Purah bustling over the Princess and gushing over her. But the researcher kept on shooting him some dark curious looks.
While they were discussing the Sheikah Slate and its different features, he stayed silent on his seat, munching on a piece of banana.
"You, Link."
He snapped to attention. "Yes, Miss Purah?" He addressed the researcher.
"Did you grow up here in Hateno?"
He nodded slowly as he chewed. "I was born here."
"How come I haven't seen you before like those little brats who come here looking for candy?" She said, propping her chin on her hands as she stared at him intently.
He almost shrugged but stopped himself in time as she might take it as disrespect. He was never really a sociable kid when he was young. And since he was training most of the time, he didn't get to play as much as he liked. There was always a garden to tend to, a floor to sweep, the stables to clean and other chores. "I don't really play outside when I was young."
Purah raised an eyebrow.
"But I have heard of you growing up. Just never had the chance to really go up the mountain and explore." He added quickly.
She seemed to be satisfied with his answer as her attention was brought back to the Princess who was now looking at several photographs related to Sheikah technology.
Left to his devices, he got up from the table and gathered all the dirty plates. He took them to the sink to start washing them. He found Symin dozing off in a corner. Removing his gloves and setting them aside, he put some soap on a sponge and started. The conversation of Purah and the Princess, he listened to as much as he can. Otherwise, the dull task of washing the dishes took over.
"So the King assigned you this knight?"
"Yes. He never leaves my side."
"I've heard about something like that but I didn't know that it was a… boy."
He cringed slightly and felt a twinge of annoyance at being called a boy. But that was to be expected. He let it go and picked up the next dirty plate.
"He is very skilled, Purah. And also very kind." He smiled at the Princess's words. At least he has one person on his side.
"Tut tut. Fine. I am the easy sister, remember. He hasn't been to see Impa yet."
"We have no immediate plans of going to Kakariko Village. It was actually Link's idea to go to Hateno."
"Really?"
"Well… I kind of planted the idea and he egged me on." The Princess said with a giggle. "Ohh how I missed talking to you, Purah. You should return to the castle and continue your research there."
"It would be too tedious. And also, I don't want the King monitoring my experiments." Purah scoffed. "Remember when I first gave you the Sheikah Slate? He almost had me imprisoned!"
There was laughter at the table from this as he rinsed the suds off the plates.
"Alright. Then if time permits it, Link and I will come back."
"I can see what you mean by skilled, Princess. He washes dishes thoroughly." Purah teased.
"Say, Purah. I forgot to ask if the teleportation of the Sheikah Slate can take more than one person?"
Purah seemed to be thinking of an answer. "Have you tried it?"
"With Link and a horse." The Princess answered sheepishly.
"And?"
"It didn't work."
"Hmmm. I don't know if we can tweak it to accommodate more than one person. But as far as I've read and known, it can only take one. I would advise you not to try it again." Purah warned.
"I thought the worse case scenario is that we would end up with missing limbs!"
He remembered that conversation very well. He trusted the Princess so much he never displayed the appropriate reaction to losing limbs. He laughed to himself at the absurdity of the situation.
"Only one working Sheikah Slate has been unearthed and discovered. That one's yours. I have some broken ones but still, I'll look into it."
"Thank you, Purah!"
"Anytime, Princess. Any suitors lately?"
His hands froze in midair at the bluntness of Purah's question.
"What do you mean, Purah?"
"No other countries asking for your hand? No little lords fawning over you trying to please you?" Purah teased.
He flinched. He knew that some marriages were for political gain. But he could never imagined] the King forcing the Princess into something like that. Also, if she had any suitors, he would have noticed or seen them already.
"None so far. My Father stopped all courting when the threat of the Calamity is nearing." He spent so much time with her, he can already tell what she is feeling. There was a trace of relief but also some fear in her voice. "He said I should concentrate on getting my powers first. Marriage will come after."
Purah made a pursing sound. "But do you see anyone you like?"
He heard the Princess gasp. He eagerly anticipated what she has to hear. Nervous though at the same time.
"Purah! Why are you asking me that?"
"What! I just wanted to know if Hyrule is going to have a prince soon!"
There was laughter. He looked over at Symin who was still fast asleep.
"But, Princess. How are you going to find someone that you like if your knight is always there to watch you."
It was said in a whisper but his heightened senses caught it. He didn't know how to feel about it.
"I don't think the Goddess will approve of me falling in love when I should be concentrating on my sealing powers." The Princess answered in a small voice.
"Ha! Goddess be damned!" Purah exclaimed.
The sudden outburst made him jump.
"The goddesses are not prudes, Zelda." She said as a matter of fact. "They descended upon the chaos to create the land of Hyrule. You know this."
"Yes. Din created the material realm, Nayru the realm of law and order, and Farore created all life forms."
"Yes. And then they departed to leave the…?"
"The triforce. In Hylia's hands."
"And then?"
He had read about this but has not really paid attention to it. It was different, hearing it from the Princess himself. It was like she was reciting something she has memorised long ago.
"Then Demise descended upon the world. Goddess Hylia, unable to use the Triforce, abandoned her powers and divinity in order to be reincarnated as a mortal. She was the first… Zelda."
He stopped rinsing the plates and turned around to look at the Princess, her head bowed not he table as she continued to recite.
"Growing up, she found her hero, the first Link." She glanced at him. And he felt an ancient pull in his body as he felt the Master Sword pulse on his back.
"To defeat the Demon King, Zelda… imprisoned herself to keep him sealed. She blessed the Master Sword with the power of the Goddesses. But Hylia knew… that out of his love for her, the chosen hero will throw himself headfirst into any danger if it meant saving her."
The Master Sword pulsed again on his back, as if confirming what the Princess was saying.
"When Link recovered the Triforce, he prayed to the Goddesses for the destruction of the Demon King and rushed to awaken Zelda." She inhaled deeply and continued. "As a manifestation of the Demon King's hatred for the Goddesses, Ganon is born. And so… the cycle continues."
There was a silence as he absorbed what has been said. The books he read were verbose. But this was the gist. The gist of all of it. Of why it is happening.
"You see now, Zelda. The Goddesses are not prudes. They created us out of love and they expect us to love. The first Zelda loved and chose the first Link for them to defeat Demise."
Does that mean… is she implying that…
"Am I supposed to love Link?"
"I didn't say that. It was just to emphasise that you are allowed to love, Zelda. Anyone you choose. The Goddesses will not withhold the sealing power from you if you do."
"Did the previous Zeldas and Links end up together?" The Princess asked after a while.
Purah alternated looking at them with a curious expression on her face. He turned away and went back to finish rinsing the dishes. "I do not know. There are no stories of their lives after. Only of how they saved Hyrule. Impa might know but I… I do not know."
He dried his hands on a towel and slipped quietly out the backdoor. Walking around the lab, he thought about all that he heard.
When they got back to the house, they didn't discuss their pasts. It was an awkward discussion to have, knowing that they loved each other from a past life. That he has always loved her.
From the first Link to the second Link… to the third Link. Until him.
His love for her was what always drove him to save her and the land time and time again. History was right. He will dive headfirst into any danger if it meant keeping her safe. That is exactly what he feels right now.
Dinner was the Hylian Mushroom she picked up earlier. He made it into stir fry and cooked some rice. He watched amused as she ate with gusto. After dinner, he went outside for a while as she tended to the horses. The Princess was left on the dining table as she looked over the pictures that Purah gave to her on the slate.
After feeding the horses, he went back inside and secured the front door. Next would be to set up his sleeping roll on the floor.
"What time do you prefer to leave, Zelda?" He called out as he got some extra blankets from a cabinet and placed them on a chair.
She was munching on apple slices when she looked up, her cheek puffed up.
He shrugged. "Morning is fine. We can reach Fort Hateno by lunch ad drop off the extra horse."
She nodded. "Alright then."
She went back to her Slate as he unrolled the sleeping mat and placed it on the floor.
"What's that for?"
He stopped and looked at her. "This is where I'll be sleeping." He said.
She put her chin on her hand. "The bed is big enough for the two of us, Link."
He scratched his head. Yes. But that doesn't mean I can just jump in and bunk with you.
"We've slept together before. I don't think that would be an issue…" she said with a slight smile on her lips.
He nodded slowly. "Alright…" he rolled the sleeping mat and put it away.
"Have you thought about what Purah said earlier?" She asked. He sighed and walked towards her, leaning on the edge of the table.
"Yes." He answered truthfully.
"Me too…" she whispered as she put the Sheikah Slate down and rubbed her eyes.
"It's getting late, Zelda. You should be in bed." He said as he put a hand on her shoulder. "We've had a long day. And an even longer one tomorrow."
Slowly, she stood up, yawning. Gingerly, he held the small of her back and led her up the stairs into bed.
"We have no handmaids here so you'll have to make do with me." He said softly. "I can lend you a shirt to sleep in?" He offered.
She nodded slowly. "Yes, please."
He opened a drawer and took one out. It was old but very comfortable. He handed it to her and turned around.
"I'm done…" she said after a while. He turned around to see his shirt hanging loosely off her shoulders. He gulped at the sight but shook his head to clear his thoughts.
When she was tucked in on the far left of the bed, near the wall, he stood up to turn of the lamp. But before he could move, something pulled him back.
He turned to see the Princess holding on to the edge of his shirt. Here we go…
"Yes, Zelda?"
She tugged again and he dropped on one knee on the bed, leaning closer. "Is there something you need?"
She nodded slowly as she beckoned him closer.
"I will sleep beside you, don't worry." He said, guessing at what she wanted. "I just have to finish cleaning downstairs."
Reluctantly, she nodded and let him go.
Quickly, so as to get back to her side, he cleared the plates and dumped them on the sink. I'll wash them tomorrow. Then hurriedly, he extinguished all the other lamps and went to the bathroom to have a quick wash.
As soon as he was done, he hurried back up the stairs. "Zelda?" He called out.
She was sitting on the bed. The only lamp lit in the whole house was the one beside her, casting a low glow, creating shadows. She was looking out the window. At his call, she turned and looked at him, holding out her hand.
Nervously, he stepped closer and grasped it, sitting on the bed in front of her.
"I asked Purah about the previous Zeldas and Links… because I am confused." She said softly as he traced patterns on the back of her hand.
He nodded. He guessed as much. Questions like that were too specific for just random information.
"What we've been doing… It makes me feel… hot." She admitted, biting her lower lip. "And I like it. It's an experience I've never had before… like I said."
He nodded. Not sure where she was getting at.
"If it's alright… You.. make me feel things. And I…"
He knew what she wanted. And there was no point beating around the bush about it. He wanted it too. He wanted it too so bad.
"Just ask." He said, moving in closer.
Slowly, in the light of the lamp, she looked up at him. Her mouth slightly open in anticipation. Her small pink tongue licked her lower lip.
"Kiss me again, Link."
Her lips were swollen from his kisses and all sense of restraint or self-control has left him. She was sighing and moaning in his mouth, he couldn't help but let his hands wander all over her body as she arched her back, pushing herself towards him.
The shirt he lent her was loose around the neck and was already falling off one shoulder. With his hands on her lower back, he pulled her closer on his lap. Her hands were searching. One was intertwined with his nape, almost pulling the loose locks of his hair. She was biting his lip and he almost winced in reply but welcome the pain.
He traced his tongue on her lower lip as she moaned his name softly, under her breath, almost inaudible. Locking lips with hers, he managed to make her moan at the back of her throat.
It made him harder if that was even possible at this state.
His mind was clouded with pleasure. Maybe it was the night. Maybe it was the pressure. Maybe it was the feeling of exhilaration, of being out of the castle. Maybe it was the freedom. Maybe it was her. Her lips and body and the way she reacts when he kissed her almost too roughly.
When she opened her mouth slightly, angling her head towards the other way, he took the chance and slipped his tongue inside, tasting her from within. She tasted of the goddess, of angels, of the heavens and perfection. He released all his energy and desire into kissing her, savouring each moment. She was intoxicating, a drug he's happy to let take over him.
Momentarily lifting her, he put her down on the bed. Taking her face in his hands, "Zel—da.." He breathed out before kissing her again, stifling her gasps. Her eyes were half-closed in the lamplight. The only sounds he could hear were her panting and moaning. It filled his ears and encouraged him more. He hovered over her, one arm beside her head as held her by the waist to stop her from squirming. Her legs were all over the place. She was grasping the front of his shirt, trying to pull him closer. But he didn't want her burdened by his whole weight.
"Link…" she whispered under breath as he kissed his way down to the side of her jaw and on her neck, licking and biting. She smelled of the usual lavender with a hint of cotton. She smelled of home… his home.
"Link…" with unnecessary strength, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled down. With his weight on top, she wrapped her legs around his waist as it spurned him on even more,
He suckled at the skin where her neck joined her shoulder, making a mark. And he moved a bit further up, tucking her earlobe between his teeth as he answered her back, "Zel-da…" He kissed the top of her exposed shoulder, glancing at her flushed face, her eyes firmly closed in pleasure. He bit her softly as she arched her back and called out his name.
He felt proud at himself for driving her to the edge of sanity. He sat up between her legs and memorised the scene that was unfolding in front of him. Her hair was in disarray, golden strands littering the pillow. Her face was flushed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She was looking at him, her eyes glistening, her mouth slightly open, her pink tongue tracing the outline of her lower lip.
Her hands reached out for him. "Link…" she whispered under his breath.
He was very much aroused and he knew she could feel it. The aching bulge in his trousers grazed her thigh every time she squirmed. Her shirt rode up and his fingers were touching her bare skin. Although the night was cool, the parts where her skin touched his was very warm. She was smooth as porcelain.
He got down on his hand and knees, hovering above her as he brushed his lips on her eyelids, her forehead, anywhere but her lips. He let his hand trace the contour of her waist, dipping down on her navel as he reached the waistband of her bottoms.
There was a sharp intake of breath as he waited. Waited for a sign. permission. Anything. But all he received in response was her own hand, taking his and guiding it slowly, letting him pull her bottoms down slowly. Once free of the garment, her legs were milky white and miles long and he ached to touch every inch.
With a hand on her thigh, he kissed her again. Her lips were Goddess-be-damned soft on his own. She was helpless under him as he continued to kiss her senseless. His hand followed the trail up her ribcage, taking in as much of the exposed skin as was available, getting greedy. He could feel the bottom swell of her breasts. He was less than an inch away.
"Link… More…"
Can I really give you more, Zelda? Would you not regret it?
As he kissed her down from her neck to her chest, her moans filling his ears, his hand hovered over her left breast, hesitating. The voice in his head was finally catching up to him and worming its way out the haze in his thoughts as he let his emotions control him.
The Princess… although it was clear that she wanted and is enjoying this… is not thinking straight right now. Just as he is.
Once you do this, Link. There is no going back.
As blood rushed to his head, he grasped on the remaining self-control that he had as hard as he can and pulled away.
He pressed his forehead against hers, cupping her cheek, willing her to look at him. "Zelda." He spoke hoarsely, trying to calm his beating heart.
She was trapped in the throes of pleasure and took her a moment to realise that his lips were no longer on her skin. Her hands were getting demanding as it tried to pull him closer. She opened her eyes blearily, confusion on her face. "Link?" She whispered under her breath.
As he pressed their foreheads together, he gazed into her eyes. He could swim in her emerald pools for the rest of his life. But he held on to his restraint, even though her bare leg was grazing the side of his.
"Link?" She asked again as she tried to reach up and kiss him.
As much as it pained him to resist, he avoided her lips. "Zelda." He said firmer this time. "We… we can't… I have to—I have to stop."
Time seemed to be frozen as he watched her slowly realise and grasp the situation. When he had calmed down a fraction, he pulled away sitting up, scratching the back of his head.
"I'm sorry." She whispered under her breath as she sat up too in front of him, covering herself with the blanket.
They were still trying to catch up with their own breathing when he inched closer and cupped her face, letting her look up into his eyes.
"You did nothing to apologise for."
Golden strands covered her face as she bowed her head again, shaking it. "I keep on doing this to you, Link." She said
He could hear the sadness in her voice and he didn't want her to start crying now.
"I don't mind…" He said softly. "If you want kisses, Zelda… I can give them to you. But… we can't go any further than that."
"I shouldn't be asking in the first place." She said, biting her lower lip, looking away.
He shook his head. "If there is anything you want… I will do anything and everything… in my power to give them to you." He inched closer and gathered her in his arms. "You don't have to hide anything from me. You'll be safe here." To stress his point, he pulled her in his lap. She didn't resist as she wrapped her arms back around his neck. "But I cannot give you… what you were asking me earlier."
"Why…" Her small voice was muffled by his shirt as she buried her face in his neck.
"Zelda… Even though I am your knight first, I am also a man. There are… moments when, trust me, I would like to give you what you want. But… Things… like that… you do them with… someone you love." Not to mention, what are the effects? The consequences? What if they couldn't stop themselves, continued and worse, she got pregnant. "
He will definitely be hanged. Or beheaded. And publicly executed. He quite liked having his head on his shoulders. He quite liked being alive and breathing. "And you… do not love—I am your knight, your soldier.
Also… what if… the Goddesses do not grant her the sealing powers when she is… not as pure as before. That particular question was bugging him.
"So only kisses?" Her small voice asked him. Her lips were tickling his skin as it started to ignite the same feelings that ravaged him earlier.
But he kept his control. "I will kiss you thoroughly if that is what you need. I will kiss you all night if I have to." He said with a smile.
But please do not ask me for more. I don't know if I can stop myself next time.
"Will you also hold me while I sleep?" She asked, looking up. Her lips were dangerously close again.
He didn't mind that. He loved sleeping with her in his arms. He loved everything that he does with her. But as her knight… he had crossed enough lines. And he didn't want to cross them further.
"As long as we only sleep." He winked at her.
She nodded slowly, her hand reaching up behind his neck. "Then kiss me. " She said softly. "Kiss me again until I fall asleep."
But before she could lock lips with him again, he released himself from her grasp and grabbed her bottoms that were discarded before from the floor. He could see how red the Princess got as he took one slender foot and helped her put them on. When she was dressed, she was hugged her knees, embarrassed to even look at him.
He sat in front of her. She was so cute and adorable to be shy about this now.
"Where were we?" He asked her with a lazy smile as he cupped her face, turning her to face him. She avoided his eyes. "Ahhh… I was about to kiss you, yes?" He crawled on all fours, forcing her on the bed as she fell with a small gasp. Emboldened, before she could say anything, he captured her lips in his.
As she slowly responded, he kept the pace. Circling his arm around her waist, he turned her over and landed on the bed. Her hands were on his chest as he planted her on top of him, her legs in between his. There was surprise in her eyes.
Slowly, he threaded his fingers at the back of her neck and pulled her closer.
Hmmm. For some reason, Link reminds me of Kirito from Sword Art Online and vice-versa. I am re-watching the series now. Anyway, tell me what you think. See you next chapter!