Sheikah Intimacy: Knight and Ninja

by Cosmic Sky

Even though they were opposite in terms of fighting styles and even personalities, Link and Impa had a few things in common. Both of them were bound by their duties, but they were still people, kind and noble people who appreciated each other's company. That appreciation could manifest in interesting forms, especially when they got some time alone together.

Hey, everyone. Welcome to the first installment of my "Sheikah Intimacy" series, a line of stories focusing on Link hooking up with three lovely Sheikah ladies: Impa, Paya, and Purah. Obviously, this will be set in the Breath of the Wild Continuity, which will include aspects of Age of Calamity. Matter of fact, the latter is when and where this story will be taking place. First up on the list is Young Impa, who became an immediate fan favorite upon her reveal. She was certainly one of my favorites, and remained so during gameplay (which was incredibly fun). I've been meaning to write a story with her and from that desire along with Purah came this series.

So, first up is the cute ninja girl and Hyrule's Silent Knight, a polar opposite pairing that I hope you all will enjoy reading! Since this Impa is younger and a little mor emotional than her previous older selves, expect a different mood from my previous Link/Impa stories. Still, expect the steamy smutty action that I usually try to put into my lemons. Enjoy!

I do not own anything.

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Sheikah Intimacy: Knight and Ninja

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So, that's how a Sheik fights. Link thought with an undercurrent of excitement in his mental voic.

The Sheik were known throughout Hyrule, yet at the same time, they were unknown. They were often called the Shadows of Hyrule, unseen, but always there, following the country as its ever-present companion. Though they safeguarded the country and the royal family, they did so from the shadows, using subterfuge and a variety of other tactics that greatly differed from standardized armies and knights like him. It was those tactics that had led to some unsavory rumors about them, then there were the myths about how they once attempted to overthrow the royal family they'd sworn to guard.

Watching Impa, Link wanted to say that those stories were vastly removed from reality. He also wanted to say that he'd have a problem with anyone that accused Impa of not being loyal to the royal family or Hyrule. Likewise, he would have had words for anyone who accused Impa of not being a good fighter.

She was a phenomenal fighter! While he made sure to keep himself alive, Link couldn't help but let his eyes wonder over to Impa.

For starters, their fighting styles were polar opposite, as one would have expected of a knight and a ninja. He hit hard and fast, she just hit fast and precisely. Whereas he fought as a force of many condensed into one, she fought with the force of many, summoning clones, shadow clones he believed they were called. They moved as fast as her, with just as much precision in their moves as well. Through the technique, she was able to take on hordes of enemies, a feat that he found admirable. People like him usually went at it alone, letting their raw strength and refined skill speak for them.

The problem was, the Yiga Clan knew both ways of combat, especially Impa's.

Whereas her clones were bright blue, theirs were blood-red. Link slashed through them, feeling like he was cutting through actual phantoms and murderous ghosts. Considering their age, the latter were a fitting description-those who'd been wronged centuries ago and still carried the grudge into the present. Truthfully, Link did feel a sliver of pity for them in his heart, but he knew that pity couldn't get in the way of doing his job-keeping Zelda alive. Her, and his comrades.

Yiga clansmen lay sprawled out across the village in pools of their own blood, darkening their already red body suits. Exactly how many more of them were going to have to fall before they decided to fall back? Hell, how many of them had laid siege to this village?

All of his seasons screamed at him as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He immediately knew someone was behind him, and it took him another nanosecond to identify that someone as non-hostile.

SLASH! SLASH! THUNK!

"Thank you, Impa." The Hylian whispered, not bothering to turn around as he sensed another threat approaching him.

"You're welcome, Link." The ashen-haired ninja girl responded. Directly in front of her, the Yiga clansman faltered, his hands falling to the side as the life sipped out of him curtsy of the three kunai knives embedded in his chest. She heard him gasp beneath his mask. Behind, in front of Link, she heard the fast-paced footsteps of a sprinting enemy, and the deadly whistle of a Wind Cleaver Blade. "Link, switch with me!"

Without a word of protest, he did. They moved in perfect synch with one another. She faced the approaching Blademaster with a determined frown. Her own hands weaved a set of hand seals, a barrier spell that would give her the opening she-

"Gah! W-W-What the?! I- I can't move!" She felt it, a magical binding that stretched throughout her entire body. Impa was horrified at the paralysis and immediately tried to deduce where it had came from. T-T-This is…no, this couldn't be, a Blood Binding spell?! If she could have, she'd have looked behind her at the Yiga clansman that she thought she'd defeated. Apparently, he had just enough life left in him to use a forbidden sealing spell to paralyze her. She could break the paralysis if she concentrated, but she didn't have the time.

The Blademaster was getting closer, closing the distance in nanoseconds. Impa saw the flash of his katana and knew that this was where her life would end.

THUNK!

But it didn't.

"You think that shield will protect you, boy." The Blademaster sneered.

Link gave no response in return, he only glared daggers back at his opponent. His blue eyes tracked the swift movement of his sword, parrying the single-edged sword with his own. Sparkes flew as the two weapons collided. More were borne as the swordsmen repeatedly swung at one another, neither able to overcome the other.

If it weren't the Yiga clansman's sheer disdain for the royal family and its dogs, he'd have been impressed. It was that same disdain that fueled him, causing his blade to grow brighter as more of his life force was channeled into his weapon. The whitish-glow of the blade was changing to red.

CRA-ACK!

Link maintained his mask of focus as he watched one half of his sword go flying off to the side. It hadn't been the first time he'd had a sword break in the middle of battle. He knew he could fight on, and he knew that he had back up.

"Switch." Whispered the Sheikah warrior behind him.

When he told people that his senses rose to such a level everything appeared slow, half of the people believed him, the other half looked at him like he was crazy. The former knew the truth as some of them were seasoned warriors themselves and thus knew the "slowing effect" that Link spoke of, the sharpening of his senses to such an extent he could process the world at such high-speed, everything seemed slow. To use it to full effectiveness, he needed the reflexes to match. He'd trained to perfect those.

Impa saw the results of that training up close as he moved like a blur, much like she and the Yiga could. Her path clear, she swung out with her kodachi. She too had her inner life force running through the blades giving them the power they needed to match the Wind Cleaver. The resulting shockwave briefly made her hair levitate.

"Dog of the Hylians." The Blademaster snarled.

"Traitor." Impa retorted with a scowl. "And now, a dead man.

Breaking off from her, the swordsman swung his blade around in a sweeping horizontal arc. He cleanly cut through the thrown shield, but as he sliced through it, Link dashed forward. The broken stump of his sword had been replaced with pure energy, flashing blue and white and cleaved into the Blademaster's abdomen. He gasped through his mask, then breathed his last.

Huffing, he stared to his Sheikah ally, smiling at her. "Thanks for the backup."

Her smile was oddly enticing in spite of the blood and sweet that covered her face. "Likewise, Link. Whenever you're with me, I always feel like the odds of victory are in our favor."

He looked ready to speak again. They were still in the middle of a battle so that probably wasn't the best option, yet Impa couldn't help but feel a desire to listen to what he had to say. Secretly, she enjoyed it when he talked.

Unfortunately, whatever he was about to say was cut off as the ground beneath them cracked. Looking down, both felt their senses go on full alert.

Link was faster than her, pushing her far away with his near inhuman strength. Impa watched as he readied himself to jump back, but she never saw him do so. The underground bomb blast created a pillar of blazing fire that made her feel like the whole ground was erupting. Impa was pushed further back by the sheer force of the blast. She tasted dirt in her mouth and smelled smoke and blood.

Pushing herself up, she looked to the blast sight. If she or Link had been a second slower, they would have been caught in it. "Link…Link! Link, answer me, are you alright!"

"…Ok…ay…" Came a voice beyond the flames. She immediately recognized it to be his and sighed in relief.

That relief was short-lived as she sensed vibrations beneath the ground. Wide-eyed, she pushed herself up and felt around for more vibrations. They were moving, heading straight for the likely downed and battered Hylian.

Suddenly, the chaos of the surrounding battle completely dissipated. Impa's mind was clear and her focus was as sharp as her blades. The Kodachi blades glowed bright azure as she honed in on the source of the vibrations.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Link attempting to rise. He was bleeding.

"Die, you Hylian dog!" Shouted the emerging Yiga clansman, his sickled blades aimed straight at Link.

"You first, bastard!" Impa shouted, seemingly shaking the skies.

Link's vision was hazy and his ears were ringing. He'd been closer to the bomb blast than he should have been, and he knew he would pay for it with his life.

SLASH!

His nose was still working fine, it picked up the scent of blood so close to him. Though blurry, he saw a body hit the ground just three feet from him. Trying to focus on the details, he recognized the red bodysuit of the Yiga clansman. Glancing to the side, he recognized the tan clothing and ashen white hair of his Sheikah ally.

"Thanks again, Impa." He said with a smile and while his head continued to ring like a bell. When she looked to him, even with concerned eyes, the ringing stopped, yet his heartbeat continued to soar. Given the blood pouring from his head, that probably wasn't a good thing. Link focused on her, watching as she moved closer toward him. He reached his hand out and felt a sense of jubilation when he felt her take it.

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"Um, hello?"

"Hey," he greeted her with a carefree smile that had Impa blushing in spite of her attempt not to. Why was it that he had such a charming smile, even with bandages covering half of his face? Was it because Link was just that good-looking?

Had she seriously just admitted to thinking of Link as good-looking?

Well, he was, even if Impa wouldn't say it, couldn't say it. Sucking in a breath, partially so she could calm her fast-beating nerves, she took a seat beside him. It wasn't very warm leading her to wonder why the princess hadn't sat down on it. Or maybe she had and had gotten up quickly and left. She'd sensed something amiss in her when she saw her exit the room and nod to her.

Temporarily pushing her charge's thoughts away, she focused on the blond Hylian that had saved her life. "Thank you, Link." She laughed as she felt like it was the tenth time that she'd said that to him.

He laughed in response showing that he was aware of this little back-and-forth between them. "I owe you thanks to. If you hadn't been there, my battle with that Blademaster probably would have gotten a little more difficulty."

"Possibly, but I'm sure that you could have handled it. Still, it's for the best that I was there with you." There was a pause as Impa felt her heart flutter in what was undoubtedly excitement. "Truth be told, I…honestly think that you did more in the battle than me. Sometimes it feels like you're always doing more than me, more than anyone else." She saw how his eyes darkened. Acting out of sheer impulse, she reached for his left hand. "Link, you feel driven by your family, don't you?"

He looked to her with widened eyes.

Yeah, this is the first time that I've ever really opened up about my personal past. She was a guarded person, something that her sister had chastised her on saying that she could stand to open up a little more. Who better was there than the Princess' personal knight and her battle partner? "As I…once told you, my family has served the Hyrulean royal family for years. From the time I could walk, I was taught how to do the same."

His eyes softened as he could easily envision the training. While it may have been different from his own, he could still see it, and feel the scars that it left. "It's not like I want to run away from it all, I never do. I just…feel like unless I'm giving it my all, then Princess Zelda could die."

"But you feel like your all is never enough." Impa correctly deduced. Giving his hand a gentle squeeze, she raised his arm and clasped his hand with both of hers. It was an uncharacteristic move, but one she felt Link was worthy of. "Link, as someone who's there with you and someone besides Lady Zelda herself, I can tell you, it is enough. Sometimes it's more than enough. In fact, at times it can be intimidating, that's one of the reasons why Lady Zelda can be so…difficult with you."

"I deduced that." He responded in a sorrowful voice. It wasn't like he was trying to outdo the Princess. As easy as it was to get overconfident in his situation, Link knew he was still one blade against a tidal wave of approaching darkness. One sword like him could only do so much, light was needed to quench the darkness, and the princess was that light.

"She doesn't really hate you, you know." The Sheik offered. It may have sounded like she was trying to stick up for the princess in spite of no hostility from Link, but she was trying to build a bridge between them. "She's just…under a lot of pressure, much like the two of us."

"I know, Impa, and I wish I could help her, but…my presence isn't exactly encouraging for her. If anything, my presence is demotivating." He looked into Impa's eyes and saw that for as much as she wanted to argue, she knew there was a sliver of truth in his words. "I'll lay down my life for her if it comes down to that." There was a pause as he stared into Impa's cinnamon brown eyes. "And I'd lay down my life for you too, Impa."

It was her eyes that went wide. "L-L-Link," She knew that the words were try, he'd acted on them a day and a half ago during the defense of Fort Armel. "I-I know that, but…what do you say we hold off on the 'death' part of all of this?" The voices of her ancestors sneered at her. Death was a constant in their job, but so too was the fight o keep it at bay which was the job.

Link laughed, seemingly in agreement to her statement. He had a wonderful smile, and a wonderful laugh to go along with it.

"Fair point. Maybe all of this talk is getting a little too gloomy. Still, to do that, it'd help to know more about the enemy. It'd help if I knew a little more. As much as I hate to admit it, that Blademaster's blade was, well, it was damn sharp."

"As are the weapons of all of our clan. It's part of what makes us so deadly." Impa responded with an air of pride in her voice. It was dented by the fact that said blade had been wielded by one of the clan's many, many traitors. "Sadly, when the Yiga splintered from us Sheik, they took a great deal of our most sacred techniques and weapons with them."

"I know I probably shouldn't say this, but…I can…understand the anger that they had, years ago." He was careful in how he spoke, knowing that the Schism of the Sheik was a sensitive topic; it was for almost all Sheik, especially those as fiercely devoted as Impa.

"…Perhaps, but none of that justifies what they've done, what they're trying to do." She heatedly declared.

"I know." Link said in return. "We will stop them, Impa. I swear to you, I won't let them lay one finger on Zelda."

Staring into his azure eyes, Impa again felt her heartbeat increase. It was attraction, she now recognized that. Everything about Link, she found…attractive. He wasn't much of a speaker, but when he did talk, he made his words count; when he smiled and laughed, they were things to undoubtedly be treasured. Impa treasured them, and loath as she was to admit it, she was a little upset that Zelda couldn't find it in her to do the same.

She attempted to push those thoughts away, but they continued to gnaw at her. That gnawing result in her next words. "I know, Link, and I…think I have a way to help you. Like you said, it helps for us to know what we're fighting against. Though you have fought well against the Yiga, I believe that your abilities will be bolstered if you…knew more about them."

His face became one of puzzlement. "The books in the library?"

Shaking her head, she said, "No, I mean…I…there is a training ground that we Sheikah warriors use. In times long past, it was also used by members of the Hyrulean army. Now I think is a good time to revive that tradition." She watched his eyes light up in awe. "T-That is if you're interested."

"Impa," he said with a raised eyebrow. "Do you really think that I'd pass up an opportunity like this?"

She giggled. "Just checking. We will have to inform the princess that we'll be away for…" Her good mood melted into a thoughtful frown as she truly began to wrestle with the thought of leaving the princess unattended for so much as a day.

Link was feeling the same way, yet he seemingly arrived at an answer. "Three days? During which she has an armed escort wherever she goes? The royal guard are certainly no slouches."

Impa thought it over before nodding. "Alright then. I hear you're due to be discharged tomorrow afternoon, so we'll go one day afterward so you can have a day to recover. That should be enough time to organize everything."

"Great! Thank you, Impa!" He exclaimed. "I've heard of the Sheikah training grounds, they're-" His stomach chose that moment to let loose a growl that filled the room and left the two warriors temporarily speechless.

At least until Impa burst into laughter. "Worry not, we have plenty of food."

"T-That's good to know." Link muttered with an embarrassed blush. The conversation had started out tense, but he was happy that it'd taken this sort of direction. He liked being this…casual and open with Impa. He was hoping that they'd have more interactions like this on their training trip.

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"There's a lot of frogs."

Impa didn't repress the amused giggle that slipped from her lips. Link took in stride, sheepishly laughing before resuming eating his rice ball. "They are the clan's totemic animal, or at least its chief one. It is said amongst the first of the Sheik the grandmaster could summon a giant toad to aid him in battle."

"Now that sounds like it'd come in handy." Link offered. "Let me guess though, no one since him has been able to pull off something like that, right?"

"Heh, sadly so, but that is no cause for total despair. After all, a giant toad would be somewhat…troublesome to manage, don't you think?"

Looking around at the garden, Link agreed. While the training grounds might have had size, something as big as a giant, castle-sized toad would have been pushing it. Such a thing would have stock out like a sore thumb amidst the rolling hills and waterfalls that dotted the landscape. A regular hop would no doubt cause quite a bit of destruction. As awe-inspiring as that would be, it would also be more than a little terrifying, especially when the toad landed. Link doubted there'd be much left of the trees and gardens that occasionally dotted the Hattori Training grounds. Not to mention the buildings would stand a good chance of getting flatten.

Leaning back on his left hand, Link enjoyed the cool breeze that breathed upon the training ground. Looking straight up, he stared at the midday sun, picturing not day but night, complete with a hanging crescent moon. His ears rung with a canine's lone howl.

"My family has always had wolves, at least that's what my father told me. It's part of our family banner." He casually admitted.

"Yes, I've heard of Harlow Family emblem." The ninja girl noted. "I've…rarely seen you wear it."

Sitting forward, Link held out his hand and concentrated. She'd seen him do this before, seemingly call forth weapons and items to his person. It was a basic but incredibly versatile form of magic, one befitting of a warrior like him. There was a flicker of blue sparks, then a dagger appeared in his hand. Impa put aside her drink and held out her hands as it was offered to her. She felt…special receiving it. Unsheathing it, she found a wolf-head insignia at the base of the blade.

"It's fitting." She whispered while still staring at the blade. "The wolf is one of nature's fiercest warriors, and it's no surprise that others would look to it for strength. That goes for us Sheik; we admire it as the supreme hunter of the forest." Looking up to Link, she smiled at him. "You are worth of its invocation."

"Thank you, Impa." Link whispered, his face bent in a heartfelt smile that sent Impa's heart fluttering again. "Sometimes I…well, you know me."

"Yes, I do, and I shall always tell you that you are far, far, far from unworthy of your title as knight, nor your position as Zelda's co-bodyguard."

His smile broaden if that were possible. "Thanks again, Impa. Thanks for…taking me out here. Especially for treating me to lunch." Chuckling, he held up the mostly eaten rice ball, then devoured the rest with a jubilant expression.

Impa couldn't help but laugh in joyous amusement. "You're quite welcome, Link. I only do this for very special people. Not just strong warriors, but…well, people that I've come to personally…" The more she talked, the harder it became to get the words out. She was just so…nervous! Staring at him wasn't helping! Why was she staring? Oh, that's right, because you looked someone in the eye when you were talking to them, especially complimenting them. Impa found that hard to do and reached for her drink, only for it to slip from her fingers. "D-Dam-"

Before the curse could even be finished muttering, Link's hand moved, catching the preclean cup. The Hylian smiled and handed it back to her, keeping his hand around hers to ensure she didn't drop it this time.

"T-T-Thank you." She whispered, her cheeks burning red.

"I'm honored you see me that way, Impa. I've…always been doubtful about how good a soldier I could be." The Hylian said.

"You know, I think at some point everyone has that feeling." She offered. The mood was getting a little too hot and needed to be changed, perhaps this was just the thing that was needed. "Not being sure if you can live up to the expectations that have been set for you, fearing failing to live up to them…it's a wretched feeling, but I think that it's a common one. You, the princess, me, and…several others that I know of. We've all felt the same way at some point." Taking a deep breath, she managed to look him in the eye, yet the furious heat continued to eat away at her. Impa pushed on past it. "That's why I don't think it's anything to be ashamed of. We just…do our best to rise to the challenge, and if we're able to, surpass all expectations. I'm confident that Zelda will, just as you have surpassed yours, Link."

The Hylian was speechless at the passionate speech that the ninja girl had given him. All he could do was sit and stare at Impa. He felt…something, something stirring within him, pushing him to get closer to her. Link stopped himself when he realized that's what he was about to do. He'd been leaning forward, his eyes never leaving Impa's.

The Sheik had been sitting, and quietly waiting. She could see what he was about to do and made no attempt to stop him. What frightened her was that she wanted him to continue.

Either fortunately or unfortunately, he pulled back, a look of deep embarrassment on his face.

"I-I-I'm sorry." He said.

"N-No, i-it's fine, L-Link. It's…fine." Even as she spoke the words, her heart continued to beat at a mile a minute. "A-A-After we finish eating, w-w-what say you I show you how to use the Wind Cleaver blades. I'm sure that you'll take to them well."

That was enough to get him to smile. "You're saying you'll let me wield one? Maybe even…keep it?"

"…Maybe." Impa winked. It seemed that this trip was awakening some inner boldness in her she hadn't yet known.

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The whimsical side of her mused that it was the goddesses that caused her to hear it. That possibility was absurd, but perhaps maybe still likely. Or her hearing was just that good.

It wasn't like Link was trying to shout, but he couldn't help himself. She'd learned that while he rarely talked around others, in battle, he tended to shout and grunt a lot, almost in compensation. Impa had heard some say that if not for those sounds, they'd have assumed that the Hylian was mute. Interestingly, his silent demeanor would have been applauded by her clan. She was aware that some found it unsettling, that actually included their shared charge. Impa's heart ached at the thought of being away from Zelda, but she was confident that she was in safe hands; after all, they hadn't gotten any troubling messages in the last day.

Personally, Impa was secretly glad for the free time as it was time away from that unsufferable little Guardian that had taken a fancy to her. Link had joked that they were leaving Zelda in his hands, something that just made her roll her eyes. She was at least glad that the little robot hadn't been there to annoy her.

Still, she wondered what it, and Zelda, would have had to say about what they saw.

In the morning light he stood, swinging an Eightfold Blade with the skill of a seasoned warrior. Early morning sunlight reflected off of the blade while the rest shined on Link. He wasn't full dressed, just in trousers, sandals, and a simple tunic. The Hylian looked very much like he'd gotten out of bed, put some clothes on and decided to do some training. He was so engrossed in it that he didn't notice Impa standing there behind the door. She was happy that he hadn't notice her as she didn't want him to stop.

"Link," Impa whispered, her cheeks blushing red. "You're…you…really are the model knight, the knight that legends foretold."

It wasn't like Impa had ever doubted Link, at least not wholesale. He was a strange young man when they met, but in the two months that they'd fought alongside each other, she'd grown fond of him. Really fond.

Any woman would have been enamored with what they were watching. Link was a handsome young man, and as he was demonstrating yet again, so incredibly skilled with a blade. Or a spear. As she'd seen and learned over the last day, his martial abilities were at a master-level. Impa was willing to say that he may even have been a better fighter than her.

"It's not like I want to run away from it all, I never do. I just…feel like unless I'm giving it my all, then Princess Zelda could die."

That pressure drove him to do his best in the area of combat, and his best was, just like she said, sometimes worth an entire army. Link seemed to have an uncanny ability to master any weapon that he picked up mere minutes after mastering it. Swords seemed to be his favorite though. There was something just…tantalizing about watching his swordplay at work. Watching it in the morning sunlight? Impa felt herself slowly sinking to her knees to watch him.

At some point, she became so enamored with it that she completely failed to notice the power building up within his blade until it was too late. Link apparently failed to noticed it until he attempted his trademark spin slash. His blue eyes widened as they met her warm cinnamon brown.

Whosh! Slash!

Together, they looked at the toad statue that had been cut clean in half. The top half's sliding into the water and resulting splash rung throughout the dojo's main house.

"I…um…I'm…I'm so sorry about that." Link said, quickly turning to face her and bowing his head. "I-I'll pay for it. I'll find some way to fix it, I promise."

"…Hehehe…hehehehe…hahahahahaha!"

Link didn't know if he was in trouble or not. What he was aware of was that Impa…had a cute laugh, a really cute laugh. It was utterly disarming, almost literally.

"D-D-Don't worry about, L-Link." Impa declared. "I-It's not the first time something like this has happened, and it probably won't be the last, so don't beat yourself up about it." Pushing the sliding door open even more, she held her hand out to him. "Come inside so I can cook us some breakfast. A continuation of my treat."

It was as if the morning wind had blown away his mounting worry. No, it wasn't the wind, it was Impa, her kind smile doing the job of making him feel so…destressed. Laughing, he sheathed the sword and moved to take the Sheik's hand.

Their second day was just a productive, if not more so than the first. Thankfully, the only thing that Link ended up splashing apart were targeting dummies, who lived for the experience. In addition to swordsmanship, he was able to display his archery skills, which were, almost just as good. Yet again, Impa found herself drawn to the Hylian's well-muscled form, even while he wore clothes. He unintentionally posed whenever he notched an arrow, and held it when he let the arrow fly. Though impressed, Impa wasn't content to let him have all the bullseyes. She may not have been as skilled with a bow and an arrow, but she certainly had her kunai and shuriken.

Link noted he was impressed, and challenged her to a duel. Impa answer him with a grin.

Kunai and shurikens flew straight into the path of arrows. The results were a short concrete of metal colliding at high speed, moving so fast they appeared as nothing but blurs. They clattered to the ground, all the kinetic energy lost after colliding into one another. Within seconds, the ground was littered with arrows and ninja projectiles.

Whosh!

Impa froze as she felt the arrowhead cutting through her hair. A few ashen white silvers fell to the ground; she quickly retaliated with a kunai that flew so fast it seemed it could match lightning. Just like with her, golden strands fluttered to the ground. Link grinned at her, and she grinned back, her heart racing with more excitement.

Their shooting duel continued for another twenty minutes before they decided to take a short break. Even during that break, excitement and euphoria pumped through their veins, especially as they looked to one another. Whenever they did, the pair didn't just feel those two things, they felt a…drawing toward each other.

Instead of wanning as the day did, the feeling only grew stronger, significantly magnifying during lunch when the Sheikah woman showed the Hylian how to cook some of her people's recipes. Link was giddy with excitement as he wrote them down, then practiced them himself.

"You know, it really feels like you're treating me to something special." Link said.

"That's because, Link, you're a very special person to me. You deserve it in my eyes." She replied. "Now then, get ready. Yakisoba noodles can be quite hot."

"Heh, that won't be too much of a problem. Spicy food's always been a bit of an interest of mine!" The Hylian declared.

Minutes later and he proved the truth of his words, eagerly diving into the yakisoba noodles and meat, all of which were still quite happy. Impa was amused to watch him eat, seeing that he clearly had a taste for them. She made a mental note that she'd prepare them for him again, and try out some other potential spicy recipes for him. Maybe even she could try one out tonight.

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Night slowly fell upon the Hattori Training Grounds causing the torches to be lit. Yet again, Link was struck by the beauty of the training grounds after dark. He was also struck by the beauty of the woman destined to inherit clan leadership.

Over the past couple of days, he'd gotten to know more about her and he was…enamored he believed was the word. He knew the saying that there was more to people than met the eye; given she was a ninja, that saying was perhaps more true than in other cases.

He silently watched her as she went around helping light the torches. Each time she did, her face was illuminated by the orange glow, making her beauty stand out all the more. Link felt a return of those lustful impulses that had been growing in strength. He feared how long it would be until he couldn't fight them off anymore.

Unknown to the Hylian, Impa was having that same battle within her. It intensified as she looked up from her lit torches to the Hylian whom she'd invited to her clan training grounds. Just as he was mystified by the illumination of her face, so too was she by his. He didn't have to help out, but he did so anyway

"Ribbit."

"A-Ah!" Looking down, she saw one of the garden's numerous frogs staring at her. "Hylia, don't do that to me without a little warning." She wasn't the first of her people to talk to a frog, and she wouldn't be the last. "Suppose you're trying to tell me to…make a move, huh?" The frog croaked again. "I…I mean he's handsome and skilled. Why, what woman wouldn't want him?"

In the deepest recesses of her mind, Impa's thoughts turned to Zelda. She knew the stories, she knew that in these types of tales, the heroic knight usually went for the princess whom he'd rescue from harm. Link and Zelda were a tad…unconventional in that regard. Maybe it was too soon, or maybe she was thinking about something that would never come. Was it possible that she was hoping it never came?

Looking back at Link, she saw him going back to lightning the lanterns and torches. Her brown eyes shimmered as she realized that she could either take the chance…or not and risk regretting it for the rest of her life.

Yes, I am Lady Zelda's protector, but…I'm…also a woman with wants. And I'm sure that I…

Steeling herself, she called out, "Link!"

He turned around to face her, his blue eyes looking straight into hers. Impa simply stared at him for a moment and he stared back. They'd gotten used to being able to read each other's thoughts through simple eye-contact.

Silently, he walked together her, his heart quietly pounding in his chest at what was to come.

"Fol…Follow me, Link." Impa whispered. In actuality, it was a request. If he did follow her, then he was agreeing to this, and if he didn't…she wouldn't begrudge him. They'd forget about this whole thing and move on.

Link followed her back into the main hall of the dojo, staying close beside her. Their hands occasionally brushed up against each other sending small jolts of joy racing through them. The duo's hearts were already pounding.

Coming to a stop within the main hall, lit by candles and before an antique statue, the pair of royal bodyguards sat down, facing each other.

"I've been…thinking about you a lot these past couple of days, yesterday only intensifying these thoughts." The ninja began.

"So have…I, Impa." The Hylian responded. He was both excited and nervous, the two emotions wrestling with each other to the point where his stomach was churning like a whirlpool.

Outside, the nightly wind blew causing the bells and leaves to rustle creating a tranquil melody. At first glance, it seemed that melody had petrified the two warriors.

It was as if either of them moved, the whole world would come crashing down on them. If such a thing were to happen, one would immediately move to cover the other, Link and Impa knew that for certain. Unfortunately, that still left them with this dilemma of what next. Neither of them could get the most recent kiss out of their heads, they didn't want, and their bodies didn't want to forget the sensation of being together. They could feel their hearts calling out to each other, screaming for each other, yet neither of them moved. Time itself seemingly slowed to a crawl for the knight and the ninja.

At least until the former broke the stasis.

His eyes blazing with determination, Link reached up and took Impa by the cheek. The Sheikah woman let out a quick gasp before her lips were totally occupied by his. She graciously accepted the kiss, immediately falling into via pushing her tongue against his. The two began an erotic struggle using their tongues as blades, flicking against each other. They leisurely searched for an opening in the other's defenses, taking great joy in the attempt, even the failed ones. Only when the two warriors felt their lack of oxygen becoming a problem did the duel end. Separating from each other, they pated within each other's breathing space. Link kept his hand on Impa's cheek, she as grateful for it.

Both of them were back to where they were seconds ago, except now they were both panting like they'd just fought their way through a horde of Moblins.

Link looked ready to break that trance, but Impa decided that she would be the one to do it this time. Her arms shot out, wrapping around the Hylian's waist while her lips surged forward. Though he saw her coming, Link was still a little taken back by the force in which Impa put into the kiss. He didn't fall backward, though he felt like he could have if he hadn't caught himself at the last second. Link moaned into her mouth, pushing against her tongue with his own. Impa let out a sensual moan of her own showing that she was enjoying his resistance. The resistance grew as he pushed her tongue back into her mouth while inserting his own. Tightening her hold on him, Impa hit back. They filled up the temple interior with their erotic moaning, bouncing off the walls like it was an echo chamber. It magnified the lewd "pop!" that came with them disengaging.

Now they were really out of breath. Gulfs of air were taken as they stared at each other with ever-growing lust in their eyes. It matched the growing arousal that they'd felt in their bodies, arousal that screamed to be acted upon. Both of them had taken steps to doing that, and they did so again.

After both of them making a move on the other, the third time, they moved on each other simultaneously. It wasn't a messy collision as one might have expected, their lips met each other near perfectly. Their tongues smashed into each other for the third time in a row, neither of them being able to overpower the other, though it wasn't like either Link or Impa were giving it their all. That was likely to change as they grew more and more enamored with one another, pushing each other back and forth while moving their hands across each other. Impa glided her hands up and down Link's back while he moved his up her cheek into her hair. The Hylian clearly relished being able to comb his hands through the ashen-white mane. He'd always been quietly mesmerized by it and was definitely enjoying the opportunity to play with it.

How ironic that the knight landed the surprise attack that finally won him a victory. Impa would have been a little peeved at that if she wasn't too taken with the kiss. She was thoroughly enjoying Link having his complete way with her mouth. He ended up being the one to push her onto her back, her legs sticking up on either side of him. Their bodies were pressed together so much their respective organs were squishing against one another. For Impa, that meant her boobs, for Link…it meant his "personal blade". Impa felt the poke of the blade between her legs and it filled her with erotic excitement, in greater quantities than she'd ever known. Spurned by that touch, she suggestively rocked her body against his.

"Impa," the blond growled.

Giggling, she repeated her actions, earing another lustful groan from the knight. "You forget, I am a ninja, Link. I know the ways of pleasure far better than you, though it is fortunate that you've given me such affection."

Doing his best to ignore the growing tightness in-between his legs, Link tried to think of how he could turn the tables on his stealthy counterpart. Her continuously kissing his lips wasn't helping either, though Link was definitely enjoying everything she was doing. Impa was enjoying the feel of his lips and the grinding of their waists against one another.

In the midst of the lustful haze, he forgot exactly who he was playing with. "Aaaah…" Huffing, he looked to the Sheik with red cheeks and wide eyes. "I-I-Impa."

She moved her hands back, shyness overcoming her as she took in his reaction. "U-Um, s-s-sorry. I-I-I wasn't thinking. I just-mmh!" Her eyes widened then fell shut in soft acceptance of the kiss. Then, they fluttered open and a muffled moan emanated from Impa. "Mmmmmhhhh. Nnnnmmmhhh…" She only had the faintest idea of what she was trying to say-more, she wanted more. The Sheikah woman wanted Link to keep kissing her and massaging her breasts. Her eyes fluttered open to find Link's gazing back at her. He withdrew from her lips, but kept his hands on her chest. The Hylian grinned at her. Impa felt her cheeks burn red and a wetness begin to grow between her legs. "L-Link, p-please,"

A thrill of excitement raced through him hearing the ninja speak to him in such an intimate manner. And to hear her beg him for more, perhaps that was the macho side of him rising to the surface for this intimate embrace. "You want more, Impa" he questioned to which she nodded her head. "More of what?"

Feeling her legs trembling, she wrapped them around his waist. "More of you." She said, doing her best to persuade him with her eyes. It wasn't something that Impa liked doing, she hadn't done it since she and Purah were kids with their parents. How that old her had been called up into such a lewd situation was beyond her, but it had, and she could only hope Link accepted her plea.

With a laugh, he did, massaging her breasts through her shirt. Never had Impa so passionate wished to remove it. As the seconds turned into minutes, she realized it wasn't just that, she wanted to be free of all of her clothing. A part of her wouldn't be satisfied until she was utterly naked before Link's eyes; who'd ever thought that she fell that way about a person? Her sister had teased her that when she met a guy who got her heart racing, she'd begin having such thoughts; Purah would be laughing her butt off at how right she was and how into the mood she was getting. Impa could have practically hear her sister's voice cackling in her ear, encouraging her to beg more. As Link continued his appraisal of her chest, Impa realized that if he asked her to, she'd do just that. Honor and dignity be damned.

After what felt like an eternity away, he finally reconnected their lips. Impa eagerly threw herself into the kiss, as did the Hylian. He still dominated the kiss, in no small part thanks to his continued assault on her chest. Impa's mind was filled with carnal pleasure making it impossible to focus on anything but Link. Just when it felt like she could, a greater surge of erotic euphoria slammed into her leaving her awash in the sea of pleasure. At some point, Impa simply gave up on fighting it; really, what was the point? She wanted this; she'd been baiting Link into this over the past two days. Evidently, he wanted this too. Besides, who knew when they would get another opportunity like this?

A deep growl was emitted from the Hylian causing Impa to fully open her eyes and try to focus. It seemed he'd finally grown frustrated by the presence of her undershirt, made of tough fabric, but not tough enough to shield her from the pleasurable sensation of her breasts being toyed with. Link seemed to be searching for a way to begin undressing her. Impa inhaled, preparing herself to help him when she saw his eyes move south. A thin smile formed on his face, a thick blush exploded across her cheeks.

Wearing that light smirk, Link moved down a little so he was facing her waist. Impulsively, Impa closed them. Link looked back up at her, still smiling at her. "Impa, we can't do this if you don't let me undress you."

"I-I-I know. I-I-It's just…I-I've…never done this before." She whispered. Looking at him and talking suddenly became very hard to do, so she looked away, or tried to. Yet again feeling like a magnet, she found herself drawn back to his face. He hadn't moved her legs apart, though he definitely could have. "S-Sorry,"

"Don't be." He said with a gentle smile. It was incredible how he could swiftly change from seductive to gentle in the blink of an eye. Then again, Link could move quite fast when he had to. "We don't have to do this if you're not ready, Impa."

As he pulled away, Impa felt her heartbeat roaring in her pointed ears. He was being entirely honest, and that made her more eager to do this. Most guys would have likely tried to press her into continuing, mostly for their own pleasure. Link was putting his on hold for her well-being. Impa liked that in a man.

With her mental mantra echoing in her head, she sat up and placed both hands on Link's shoulder. He knew what was coming and perked out his lips in anticipation for hers. Inevitably, the kiss was sweet and gentle, at first. As it went on, it grew lustier, their tongues moving out to meet each other once again. Yet another battle ensued, one without a clear winner. The second battle didn't have a winner either; they were simply enjoying the feel of kissing each other. Link's hands moved around her waist to hold her close.

The two remained in that sensual embrace for several minutes, only the nightly howl of the wind and flicker of the candles providing nose for the temple's interior. They came together to create soothing music for the two warriors to make love to. Their oral match continued, both sensually moving their hands across each other's bodies. With every touch, they yearned to strip the other of their clothing. Between their legs, Impa's snatch continued to grow wet and Link's member continued to harden. When they cuddled together, the former felt the latter's cock poking at her through his pants. Both became aware of that, and used it to t heir advantage. Kissing and breaking, they grinded their bodies against each other, stoking the erotic flame that had risen up to envelop the two of them.

It was inevitably that at the rate they were going, someone was going to have to give, and when they did, it would be an explosive burst.

Impa wanted Link to burst first. In the midst of her swirling, lust-addled mind, she thought of taking his masculine juices into her mouth, or even into her womb. There was no fear with the latter as she had protection; though she'd have to tell Link that when they got around to that part. That future was mere minutes away and Impa couldn't wait for it. Matter of fact, the former was the closest at hand and Impa was eager to bring it about.

Feeling another jolt of ecstasy strike her spine, she decided that she would make it happen, and put a nail in the coffin to her shyness.

Putting both hands against his chest, she pushed Link down onto his backside. His cheeks were red and he was panting from their intense make out. He saw in place of it, Impa was planning something else, something that raised the tent in his pants even more.

"Let me bestow a great honor upon you, Link." She whispered, her voice having regained its previous lustful air. It was helped by her standing up and fanning her hair out. Impa was beyond happy that Link stared at her in wide-eyed arousal, the blade in between his legs longing to be unsheathed. It would be in time, and when it did, Impa would happily help sharpen it.

Link dug his fingers into the wood, almost to the point of breaking it and risking giving himself splinters. It was all he could do to keep from cumming in his pants. Sure, he had an extra set, but his pride wouldn't be able to handle the embarrassment. Impa wasn't making that easy as she proceeded to strip down in front of him. Watching her, Link knew he was one lucky as hell man. In watching her, he felt his member continuously hardening and straightening against his pants. He had to bite his lips to keep from cumming as he watched her remove her jacket and undershirt. His blue eyes widened as her beautiful, perky breasts spilled out. Her nipples shined in the light of the candles.

Impa cupped them as she kneeled as she looked down at the Hylian. "What do you think of a Sheikah's breasts, Link?"

"They're…they're…amazing. They're incredible, Impa." With every word, Link felt himself ready to cum from sheer excitement at what he was seeing. It was a fight to drive it back; he wasn't sure he could win the battle.

Still cupping her tits, Impa took immense joy in his answer. "Amazing…so, have you ever thought about…groping them yourself? Filling them up and playing with them? I'm okay with whatever answer you give, Link."

Was she joking with him or being serious? Link couldn't tell. He felt like it would be a waste of time to try to figure out which it was.

So, he just gave an answer. "Y-Yes. I have. Especially in the last two days. I-I-I saw you by the hot spring a-a-and…and…" He'd broke the vow he'd made again, and in less than an hour after the first time. "Impa, you're an absolutely gorgeous girl and I've thought of touching you, kissing you, making love to you."

His words induced an erotic shudder in her as if they held some magical power. "I'm so glad to hear that, Link, because I've been dying to get my hands on you too. To have you, if only for one night."

"That's what we have now." He responded. The Hylian was panting even though he'd laid back the entire time. He was using all of his strength to keep from cumming in his pants. Link looked down between Impa's legs, his well-honed sense of smell told him that he wasn't the only one struggling.

Licking her lips, Impa moved her hands down to her pants, which she pulled off. Link silently watched the rest of the strip show continue. Impa's athletic, sexy body was constantly illuminated by the candles surrounding them. They made her look even more beautiful and exotic than she already was. He wanted to rise up and touch her, pull her down onto the floor with him and have his way with her. Such a scandalous thought, but one that he couldn't deny; Link also had a feeling that Impa shared it and was equally on board with it.

Her actions showed that she was. The ninja was clearly taking her time in undressing, giving Link quite a show of her surprisingly flawless body. He did count a few scars, some of which he recognized as having come from recent battles. Deep in his heart, he felt a stirring, a desire to grow stronger so he could better protect his fellow bodyguard and ally. Those thoughts grinded to a halt seeing her dip her fingers beneath her navy-blue undies and begin to play with herself. Air rushed into and out of Link's mouth, his body tensing up like it never had before.

"Are you…enjoying this, Link?" Impa asked with a crimson-laced face.

"Y-Yeah…oh yeah, I sure as hell am."

Behind her red-painted face, Impa was sighing in relief. A Chibi version of herself jumped in joy at how tings were proceeding. Even as she'd steeled herself, she was nervous, scared almost, that at some point she was going to mess things up. So far, so good, extremely good apparently. Perhaps by the time the sun rose, she'd have blossomed into a seductress of some renown, and if so, she'd have Link to thank for it.

Keeping her eyes on him, she reached back down into her navy-blue panties, now thoroughly stained at the center. That stain grew bigger by her own hand, literally.

Oh hell, it's going to be a longer night than I thought. The more he watched Impa finger herself, the more Link was able to picture himself in-between her legs. He was using his mouth, his fingers, and finally shoving his cock into her snatch. While she pleasured herself, Impa looked to him, clearly begging for him to do all three. Some invisible power held him back, held him from grabbing her and ripping her underwear off and taking her womanhood. Maybe his raging cock had something to do with it; Link felt like if he moved, he'd cum from the show Impa was giving him. Hell, at this rate, he was going to cum anyway, it was just a question of if his juices would stain his briefs or if his cum would shoot into open air. Biting his lip while keeping his eyes on Impa, he began to undo the belt and buttons of his pants.

Whosh!

In a heartbeat, they were undone for him, and his cock flopped out, tasting the cool air of the temple hall. And the hot breath of Sheikah warrior. Link blinked several times, struggling to process what had happened. He stared headlong into warm amber brown eyes that fluttered with erotic excitement. His ears picked up the increased sound of breathing, then they were filled with his own voice.

"Ooooooohhhh!"

The last vestiges of his restrain vanished, cut down in a single swift blow, delivered by Impa's tongue. His tip shot forth several squirts of white cum; Link threw his head back and let the built-up orgasm finally run its lustful course. It felt good to let it go. As for Impa, it felt good to finally taste man's cum, and the fact that it was Link's made it all the better.

Impa's nose wrinkled and her brain caught fire in catching the thick and powerful scent of the knight's cum. It guided him like a fish caught on a lure. Mouth open, she caught as many of the cum shots as she could as they began to descend downward. The second they touched her mouth, Impa felt her taste buds light up, and then they absolutely exploded as she swallowed the cum. It poured down her mouth into the bit of her stomach, igniting a fire in her. The fire called for more as did the rest of her body; Impa dutifully fed it by moving her head about. In other words, she clapped down on Link's erupting cock with her entire mouth. The Hylian howled, involuntarily thrusting his hips upward thus shooting the rest of his load right into her mouth. Impa shut her eyes and moaned in erotic delight as the river of cum poured into her through her mouth. She could feel her own pussy tingling in sensual delight.

Link's howl bounced off the walls, seemingly making the candles flicker. He spread his fingers out along the wooden floor and arched his back up, keeping it buried deep in Impa's mouth. Then again, it's also possible that it was entirely her. The Sheik had fastened her lips around his cock and was sucking it like her life depended on it. Nonstop lumps formed on her throat, descending downward and vanishing once they hit the bottom. Link faintly rose his head up to stare at the white mane of hair stretching down from between his legs. He could still feel himself cumming. Hearing the lewd slurping of Impa's mouth, he thrusted his hips forward, shooting a concentrated burst into her mouth.

"Mmmmmmmhhh!" Was her response, one of undeniable bliss. Erotic pride swelled within him as he continued to pump cum into Impa's mouth until he felt his cock begin to run dry. Impa didn't withdraw until it had, and even then, he managed a couple of squirts that ended up hitting the ninja in the face. Link kept his head up to watch as she swallowed the rest of his cum, and even scooped up some of the residue that had landed on her cheeks. Before swallowing it, she looked to him with her shimmering amber brown eyes. "Link, you taste…amazing. Better even than my people's sake. Had I known that such a delicious beverage existed, I would have sought you out sooner."

Cheeks blazing, Link tried to think of something to say. His mind was racing with hundreds of thoughts, the ones that rose to the forefront were all focused on Impa. Namely just how damn sexy she looked with his cum smeared on her cheeks, some of it even in her hair. The adorable smile and lust-addled look in her eyes only added to her beauty; looking at her was making him hard again.

Out of sheer impulse, he finally spoke. "And your mouth was incredible, Impa. Those sweet lips of yours…absolutely delicious." Her cheeks burned and the fire in Link raged. Sitting up a little more, he felt his lips twitching into a grin. "Having just said that…am I right to assume you're going to want more?"

"Y-Yes, I-I probably will." She admitted. Taking a sitting position, she looked down at his lower waist, her eyes avoiding staring at his cock for too long. Link grew more aroused by the sight. "W-W-We can d-d-do it in secret. I-I'll…I'll…I'll get down on my knees and blow you in private! When no one else is looking! Not even Princess Zelda!"

The thought of performing such a lewd act behind the back of the princess strangely excited Link. "Ah, so you're up for a little behind the scenes action, huh?"

"I-I am a Sheik, s-s-so…it's not too improbable, is it?" She broached with a nervous blush and a smile. "If you're not up for that then I'd understand."

"Impa," he called. She looked to him and saw him gripping his cock. In spite of the orgasmic eruption it'd just had, the seven-inch piece of meat was growing hard again. "I'd love to do this again, rather in the shadows or in the open. Heh, admittedly, the former does have some appeal to it." Her cheeks burned red, she wasn't alone as he blushed as well. It was a crude, shameless, borderline disrespectful thing to say in regards to the girl they were both sworn to protect. Make no mistake, they would protect the princess with their lives…it's just that they had some things that they wouldn't tell her. Likewise, Zelda most likely had things that she never told anyone else. Everyone had secrets; this intimacy and future repetitions of it would be amongst the knight's and the ninja's.

Silence gently fell over the two warriors as they recovered from their coupling. More intimacy was in store for them, but they wanted to take the time to enjoy the moments of serenity when they could. They spent that time gazing at each other, a basic but pleasurable way to pass the time. It also allowed the lust within them to build back up to a fever pitch.

Reaching her limit first, the Sheik stretched her arms out and gently pushed Link back down onto his back. She hovered over him, licking her lips in hungry anticipation. When she fell upon him, he was ready and wanting, eagerly kissing her while pushing his hips against hers. They moaned into each other's moans feeling the grinding of their hips. Impa's moans were louder as she felt the harden flesh of the Hylian pressing against her soaked undies. The image of him plunging that harden member into her pussy lingered, growing in strength as she continued to kiss him. When she pulled away, Impa was tempted to remove her undies and simply impale herself on Link's cock. They go hard and fast from that point onward.

As much as she would have liked to do that, Impa wanted to do something else. Ever since seeing Link's cock, she'd fantasized about what it would be like to have it touching her body in the most intimate ways possible. She also knew that there was a certain activity that men enjoyed when it came to sex, especially with women who had sizable breasts.

For most of her adult life, Impa had felt a little…insecure about her chest, this was in spite of the praise she got from others, including her own sister. Impa was never interested in comparing their boob sizes; her body was a…personal topic whose details she kept mainly with herself. This evening had been the first time she'd asked what another thought of her body, and was quite happy with the response.

"As I said, I will sharpen your sword, Sir Link." His ears burned as brightly as his cheeks. Impa felt his cock twitch against her, it was throbbing with erotic excitement that the Hylian was just barely containing.

Slowly, Link spread his arms out, anticipation making his heart beat as fast as it usually did in combat. How fitting it was that Impa was there with him, making sure of that. He had a feeling that his heartbeat would accelerate past its limits thanks to the ninja's sexual affection. His fingers pressed down against the wooden flower as he sat up just a little to watch Impa work her way down his body. Her white hair was moving in slow motion to him. A minute of doing nothing but watching her and his hands moved, combing her gorgeous white mane. Impa let out a shrill moan at the touch of his hands. She was obviously taking her time, enjoying herself; she knew perfectly well she was bringing him down in a way that no enemy could, and she was loving it.

Once she finally reached his cock, her fingers felt up the seven-inch rod. Link groaned at her stroking. He called her name several times, each one marked by the twitch of his cock between her fingers. His fingertips helped prop him up as he let his head fall back. The Sheik's hands were magical, truly magical.

As she stroked him, Impa watched with hawk-like eyes as his member throbbed and twitched. She was ready for another orgasm should it come. The second that it occurred, she'd be there, her lips fastened around his cock and her mouth taking in his juices. Yet again, her own pussy grew wet at the thought. She sent some more action Link's way by stretching her tongue out and licking the side of his member.

"Aaahhhhh!" Howled the Hylian warrior. "M-More, Impa! Give me more of your tongue! Do as your promised, sharpen it! Sharp my blade!" He roared without even looking down at her. Link couldn't, not yet.

"We Sheik always keep our word…and repay our debts." She spoke in response, an uncharacteristically lustful smile on her face. Without a moment's hesitation, she got to work in doing that-lavishing Link's cock with attention form her tongue. It was actually quite…delectable. All the whispers she'd heard of how good a man's cock could be, how it could become addictive. Impa had never paid those whispers any mind, and actively rejected the very thought of them. With Link though, she found herself believing the former and unable to do the latter. She made sure to never completely remove her tongue from his member; Impa made sure that her hands kept on working too. Link continuously shuddered and groaned and shrieked in her grasp.

The Silent Knight, the Hylian Champion, the Knight of the Divine Sword, was completely beholden to her. Not to a princess or some maiden, but to her. Impa wanted to reject the intoxicating feeling that revelation came with, but she found it hard to. She was positively loving the way that he bent and squirmed and shouted at her whim. Of course, it wasn't like he was the only one losing control. Between her legs, Impa felt her pussy growing wetter by the second. No doubt the small stain from before had grown into a sizable pool. They were definitely going to have to be extensively washed, but the cost would be well worth it.

Link knew that he was babbling, something that he adamantly tried to avoid doing as not to look a fool. In what felt like a few swift licks and strokes, Impa had shattered that resolve and reduced him to a squirming mass of flesh and sound. She'd done something countless enemies and potential rivals had failed to do.

His growing arousal taking control, he reached out and told hold of Impa's white mane. It felt just as soft and surreal as it had last time, like a tapestry of fine silk. Thanks to the light of the candles around them, it once more seemingly achieved a silvery glow that left him speechless. "…Impa…you're…you're…" His reclaimed ability to speak wasn't much, yet it seemed enough for the ninja girl.

While licking his cock, she looked up at him and smiled. Link felt a near orgasm take him right there, he just managed to hold it back at the last second. Impa must have sensed that as her attention went back to the cock that she'd been pleasuring. Panting, she pulled her hands and mouth back. For just a few seconds, it felt like Link's cock was breathing, and it was just as out of breath as him. It stiffened while his eyes widened when he caught sight of her gripping her breasts.

"Here, two fine whetstones to which your sword may be sharpened." She spoke in an affectionate voice. With a voice to match that smile, she sandwiched the Hylian's cock between her mounds.

"Ooooooohhh! Impa! Oh, by Hylia's grace, Impa!" The knight shouted feeling hundreds of jolts of electricity ripping through his body at once. They came from two sources-the jiggling mounds pressing on either side of his member. Impa's breasts felt even better against his member than they did in his hands. They moved fast, smothering his cock in sweet, sensual heat that had him feel like he was burning up in the temple hall. "Aaaaaaaaahhhh! More! Give me more, Impa!"

"I shall! I won't stop until I've sharpened your blade to its finest point, Link!" Had she been able to see herself, Impa might have taken notice of a pink glow developing in her eyes. It was the glow of a woman utterly corrupted by the sweet, intoxicating power of lust. Even if she saw it, Impa would have kept on going. She was loving this so-called corruption, and so was Link, who shouted nonstop for her. Grinning, she answered his pleas, massaging his member with her breasts. It was just as much of a thrill for her as it was for him. Never had she had anything between her breasts, but now…after this, she could so easily picture Link's member between them. The sensation was doubtless better than any sort of self-pleasure she'd have indulged in on her own.

Seeing the tip of Link's cock poking out from her breasts further aroused Impa. She stretched her tongue out and licked the tip. Link howled loud enough it echoed throughout the temple and maybe even reached the outside grounds. It was a blessed thing that they were alone. She wasn't even concerned about the potential view of defilement their lovemaking could be seen as. All she cared about was pleasing Link.

Over and over again, the Sheik licked the Hylian's tip of the Hylian's member, her breasts continued to do their part in cooking everything else down south. Impa could feel his member throbbing and heating up, all in preparation for the cum shower that was inevitable. She was dimly aware that at this close distance, she'd be doused from her forehead down to her chin. The mental imagery was excitable to her, highly excitably. Eager to make that imagine into a reality, Impa sped up her stroking; she was practically force feeding a volcano bombs in hopes of making it erupt. It would erupt, she could feel it, smell it, taste it. The white love was building up within the knight's cock and it was begging to be released. To his credit, the Hylian held it back for a good amount of time.

But net even the Hylian Champion could resist forever.

"AAAH! Impa!" At the last second, his back arched upward, his cock rising through Impa's breast as it finally erupted. The sensual friction helped feed the orgasmic burst.

Impa felt the pulsating of his member, and the electric friction of it grinding upward. She leaned her head back and opened her mouth, she didn't have to wait long for the spray of cum to shoot upward then begin to descend down onto her face. Glops landed in her mouth, a good deal of it also landed on her face. Her vaginal lips puckered as the white lava scorched her skin, seeping into her brain just as much as her stomach. She kept her mouth open, even as it became filled to the brim with Link's essence.

She ended up gagging, ingrained survival instinct pulling her away so she could swallow the cum that she did have in her mouth. The still shooting liquid ended up splattering across her top breasts. Impa moaned while swallowing the cum already in her mouth. Once she did that, she moved her back up to his tip, happily letting the Hylian's cum splatter across her face. Her nose became filled with his scent, his sweet masculine odor that had her practically forgetting everything that she'd known.

Both of them lingered in a sensual abyss in which only each other existed. They could hear nothing but each other's fast-paced breathes. Link laid back and relaxed, letting the sound lull him into recovery. There was no more resistance in regards to his member, which throbbed and shot a few more squirts of cum before finally drying up. Without even looking, he knew that they'd landed right on Impa. He could hear her give a cute gasp as it did. Turning his head to the side to glance, he saw her fervently licking the cum off of her face. She looked so cute with her face completely covered in white, he couldn't even see her forehead mark.

A jolt of erotic pride pumped through him seeing he'd made such a mess out of the princess' royal advisor, who also happened to be a very capable warrior. Yet again, Link was seeing another side of Impa, a more amorous side that he was the first to witness. He took great pride in that, pride that made his heart beat just a little faster as he relaxed on the floor.

Link stared up at the wooden ceiling and listened to the lewd licking that Impa made as she cleaned herself off. At some point, he prompted himself up on his elbows to watch her. She took note of him and shot him a shy smile. Link wiggled his eyebrows at her causing her to giggle and blush. Apparently, he was getting better with women; Impa also rather openly appreciated the attention.

Knowing he was watching, the Sheikah warrior continued to lick off the rest of the cum on her, even the squirts that had fallen on her breasts, especially those. Link let out a hushed breath as he watched her do the latter. As he heard, it was arousing watching a woman clean her breasts of cum, doubly so if they'd just been used for a titfuck.

"They're soft and warm," he suddenly said. Impa looked to him with wide eyes causing his cheeks to burn red again. "U-U-Um, I-I-I mean, y-your breasts are-"

"Thank you for the compliment, Link." Her heartfelt words and gentle smile stopped Link from talking after that. "As you know, I'm highly self-conscious regarding my body…but you…you've given me reason to be proud of it. For that, I think you, Link."

"You know, that sentiment goes both ways." He responded raising his upper body up even more. The Hylian now sat on his knees in front of her. Link reached out to take hold of her hands, moving them away from her chest so he could get at it. Impa moaned in delight at the move. She ran her hands through his blond hair. Thankfully, she'd licked her fingers clean of cum otherwise she'd have made a mess of his hair. As Link discovered, her cleanup job had left the taste of cum on her lips, which he graciously accepted as he moved up to kiss her. He kept his hands on her breasts as he kissed Impa, making sure they didn't grow cold from a lack of attention.

The continued attention made Impa wiggle her legs, feeling the moisture between them. She broke from Link for air. So close together, he must have caught a whiff of her leaking pussy. He chuckled as he looked down to Impa's waist, specifically between her legs. Impa saw it and her cheeks flushed.

"On your back, Impa. It's time for me to return the favor." The blond whispered to her.

Impa immediately obeyed, lying back and spreading her legs out. The last time she'd done this, her shyness had gotten the better of her, but not this time. She was confident, and she trusted Link.

His hands, rough from handling countless weapons, caressed her exposed sides, moving down to her hips. Link hovered over her stained undies for a few seconds before grabbing at them from both sides. Raising her legs, Impa internally braced herself for the braze that was about to hit her. It indeed did; save for her leggings, she was stark naked.

"Woah, you've even wetter than I thought." The Hylian remarked. The Sheik dared to look down and saw that the white patch of hair that marked her pussy was soiled, as were her dark-colored panties that Link dropped to the floor. One would think that he was dropping a wash rag; embarrassment exploded within Impa as she realized that such a thing had been attached to her body, and she'd created it.

S-S-So, t-t-this is what it means to be horny. She thought to herself as Link fell upon her pussy. "Aaaaaahhh…Link…Hylia, Link…"

"Like I said, you're so wet, so much more than I ever thought you'd be." He whispered while only a few centimeters from her snatch.

"Y-You've done a good job of getting me riled up." She measly countered. "T-This is my first time getting so sexually aroused, and the greatest arousal that I've ever felt."

"I'm proud to be the cause of both." Link stated. Impa laughed then shook her hips, imploring him to continue. He took the hint and reattached his lips to her pussy. This time, he clapped down on it with his entire body, sucking up all the pre-cum that had been generated up until now. Link heard Impa whine in glorious acceptance of his actions. It was incredibly easy to jab his tongue in, her vaginal cavern was already so wet that it slid right in. And it felt incredibly good to dabble in.

"Oooooohhhh! Liiiiinnnnk!" Her back arched up and stayed that way as she felt the Hylian's tongue digging around in her pussy. Colors blinked in and out of Impa's vision as she shut and opened her eyes. It felt like a bolt of lightning had been injected into her, from her pussy on up. "Hylia, this is…amazing!" Tears gathered in the Sheik's eyes as she crossed her legs around the Hylian's head. It only made him suck her clitoris even harder. Her toes curled like she wished she could squeeze Link even harder. "Aaaaaaaaahhhh! Incredible! Absolutely incredible!"

Yes, it is. Link concurred. He was completely muffled by the soaking cavern that was Impa's pussy. It constricted on his tongue nonstop, the cave in growing more intense by the second. Regardless, Link flickered his tongue about, smashing up Impa's inner walls with his tongue. The Sheik's erotic cries continued, growing in accordance with his tongue job. A bold idea came to the Hylian. Raising his left index and middle finger, he pushed them inside, directly underneath his tongue.

"OOOOOH!"

Okay, keep on doing this! He knew how to press an advantage in battle-if you saw an opening, go for it, no matter how miniscule it could have been. His blow yielded great results as Impa's voice was practically ringing in his ears. Link quickly matched his fingers to the rhythm of his tongue, driving Impa to further heights of pleasure. From how loudly she was screaming, it wouldn't be long before she came. He pushed her to that point with his sensual weapons; he was proving to be a master of them as he were swords and spears.

"Ahhh…aaahaaahhhh! Yes, right there, Link! By the Golden Goddesses…aaaaaaahhhh! More, give me more! Harder!"

Such lewd language was the last thing that anyone would have ever expected to come from her. Not only was it coming, it was flowing out, much like her feminine juices would be in about a minute or two. As he said, Link felt pride in that he'd be the first man to ever get her to release them in such a way. It was far better than an indulgence in self-pleasure. After this, she doubted that she'd be able to engage in such lewd acts…unless she pictured Link being the one to do her.

"Mmmmmmh!" The swordsman moaned while fasten tightly to Impa's womanhood. There wasn't much else he could say being so close to her, not that there was much to say, really.

"L-Link! Link! I'm going to cum!"

"Mmmmmmhhh!"

It was the closest he could give to encouraging her to climax. He hoped that it would be enough.

"Link!"

Tears fell from the ninja's cheeks as her body spasmed. At last, a semi-concentrated burst of cum gushed from her lower lips straight into Link's face. The Hylian knew that it was coming, but there was a difference between knowing something was coming and fully facing it. In his case, the latter was taken literally. Link had been blasted by water before, but this…a woman's orgasm was like nothing he'd ever experienced. For starters, the taste was so much…sweeter.

With her back near perfectly arched, Impa continued to force out cum, right into the knight's face. Just like with her, the cum dripped down his face onto the floor, turning into little puddles beneath Link's face. He didn't mind the mess that she made of his face, it was an enjoyable mess; not to mention as it was created, Link set about cleaning it up.

Impa's back finally hit the floor again after what felt like hours of being arched upward; in reality, it'd probably been closer to a minute or two. As she learned, orgasms could distort one's sense of time; it was a happy distortion that she looked forward to experiencing again. She panted in the aftermath, just like Link had in the aftermath of his. Impa felt both invigorated and like she'd had much of the life sucked out of her. She was happy though, extremely happy, happier than she felt like she'd ever been in her life. Her white hair fanned out beneath her like a silken pillow. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't move her legs, they simply sat on either side of Link's head.

The Hylian had pulled away to swallow down more of the cum that had amassed in his mouth. Once he did that, he went right back to licking up her pussy, savoring the feel of it against her creamy white skin. His licks and suckling sent dozens of little jolts rippling across Impa's body, again, starting from her pussy on up. Her momentarily peaceful rest became littered with shaking. It was turning her on again, replenishing the energy that she felt like she'd burnt up in orgasming. As Link cleaned up her pussy, she realized that she still wanted more.

When Link raised his head to look at her, she was happy to see that so did he. A glance down revealed to her that his cock had grown hard. Naturally, while eating her out, he'd no doubt been desiring to plunge his member into her pussy. His tongue and fingers had been great, the Sheik could only imagine what his cock would feel like.

Link rose, towering over Impa with his seven-inch member. The sight was rather arousing to Impa's eyes. She spread her legs out and placed both arms against the floor.

"Do it, take me." She whispered in a feather voice. "Take me as my first, Link."

Gripping his member, he slowly descended on her. As she said, this was going to be her first time, and it would also be his. Link wanted this moment to be special for the both of them. He certainly didn't want to make this anymore painful for Impa than it was already going to be.

Steel yourself, you're ready for this. The Sheikah girl repeated in her head. It arguably helped as she was somewhat ready for Link breaking her hymen. This is…for the best…in the long run! Just bear with it! In some ways, she felt childish for making such a big deal out of this. The pain in losing her virginity would only last for a second, and it wouldn't be that bad. Indeed, the pain was short, but it did hurt.

"I'm sorry, Impa." The Hylian whispered.

"I-It's okay. T-The pain's pretty much gone by now. I-It's behind us, behind me." Looking up to him with shimmering eyes, she wrapped her arms around Link's neck. "Start moving, Link."

Nodding, he did exactly that. Impa threw her head back and shouted, feeling the friction from his thrusts near immediately. Link felt it as well, it empowered him to do more than he was already doing. He grunted as he felt her soaked walls slamming against his cock from all sides. The pressure excited him, spurning him to thrust harder and deeper into her pussy. It was inviting him in, and Link graciously took the invitation.

As it had minutes earlier, the temple hall became filled with the lewd sound of flesh slapping together. Two voices permeated the hall, both moaning and shouting in erotic unison. Their voices were growing louder by the sound, as if building to something.

That's exactly what it was.

"Aaaaahhhhh! Harder! Harder!"

"Goddesses, you're tight, Impa! You feel…incredible!"

His hands held her by the hips as he bucked into her. Impa held him using her legs. Link was beginning to enjoy the feel of her shapely legs so fastened around his waist, enough so that he felt like it pushed him to fuck her even more. Given their current positions, he felt her breasts bouncing against his chest, a nonstop surge of amorous excitement that he relished. Locking eyes with the ninja, he brought his head down, taking her lips in a kiss. Impa responded immediately, pushing her tongue against his. They were back to these same oral battles, and just like before, they were stalemated.

All it would take was a simple bush from their hips to change the tide of the battle, and they were both making it. It evolved into a little game that they ended up playing with each other. During the brief separations, each would thrust with their hips, Link downward and Impa upward. They grinned at each other, challenging one another; each rose to met the other's challenge.

"AAAAAAHHHH!"

"DEEPER, LINK! OH, YES! YESSSS!"

"IMPA!"

"RIGHT THERE, LINK! MORE, OH, BY THE GODDESSES, DON'T STOP! I CAN FEEL IT, I CAN FEEL MYSELF ON THE VERGE OF CUMMING!"

Evidently, their battle would remain undecided as it was abandoned. They could both feel their mounting orgasms coming hard. They stood hand in hand as it came. The Hylian and Sheik looked to one another smiled. They did so physical, breaking from a sudden and wild kiss to look into each other's eyes. Both saw affection and warmth reflected in the other's eyes; they were someone the other could trust with their heart, and for that, they were grateful.

The Hylian's cock throbbed and the Sheik's pussy pulsated. All the love nectar that she'd previously expunged seemingly condensed around the thrusting member, helping spur into erupting again. Impa's pussy howled for that eruption, as did Link's cock. The two moved their bodies apart one final time, then thrusted toward each other.

"LINK!"

"IMPA!"

Love nectar gushed from all sides of the Sheik's pussy, those same juices shot forth from the Hylian's penis, shooting straight up into Impa's womb. Were it not for her protection, Impa was sure that she would have became pregnant with Link's child. In the fiery haze of her orgasm, she whimsically mused how…that wouldn't be so bad. Shutting her eyes, she simply let herself drift away into the churning, sensual sea where such a thought was born. Link joined her, peppering her cheeks with kisses as he came inside of her.

They came to an end before his orgasm did. Both fighters went still as they were left utterly spent. While both of them knew that going to sleep on the floor of the dojo hall probably wasn't a good idea, neither of them had the strength or willingness to move; not just yet.

It felt like years had passed by the time they gained either.

As they rose, they looked to one another.

"Link…" Impa began.

"We'll cut a clear path ahead." He declared reaching for her clothes. When he offered them to her, he seemed to have brought the sun out in the darkness of night. "To the future, for Zelda's sake, Hyrule's sake…and our own."

Smiling in deep joy, the Sheik reached forward and touched the knight's cheek. "Yes, we shall."

Needless to say, the follow night's sleep was more blissful than any either of them had before. They looked forward to potentially sharing more nights such as this one.

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That's the first in the series. Feels pretty good having finished it. This is also my hopefully first contribution of Linktober so I hope you all enjoyed this lemon. The next Sheikah lady will be Purah, who I also grew to like after a pretty good first impression. In future installments, I may revisit the Hattori Training Grounds, oh, and kudos to any of you who caught meaningful name that I gave it. And the frog association. As it turns out, yes, frogs are considered symbols of good luck and fortune in Japan. Certainly explains their prevalence in Japanese media, doesn't it?

Leave your thoughts in the reviews, and see you all next time!