Author's Note:

It's happening! It's happening!

I recomend reading the first part with some good old Portishead on the background. I know this, because I was listening to them while writing this. I am guilty as charged, your honor. Off to horny jail with me...

(Glorybox, if anyone's interested in the specific song)

ALSO, violence! I did say this was coming! I think I'm enjoying torturing the Heru sisters (as I call them in my mind) a bit too much, specifically Kaheru. Who knows what will become of them both in the future!

I should note, that I am not used to writing, let alone writing smut, but I did try my best to make it as sweet, awkward and hot as I possibly could. I hope there's no cringey parts for you. If there were, drop me a review! Though I'm not planning on another scene like this one in my story. BUT WHO KNOWS ITS BEEN A LONG LOCKDOWN.

Hope you enjoy!

Just a BIG heads up, this chapter contains explicit sexual themes, as well as gore and implied sexual violence.


Chapter XVII

Unchained

A couple of hours later, maybe three - it was anyone´s guess- , a certain hylian knight opened his eyes. It had to be the middle of the night, because he could hear the faint noises the nocturnal creatures made. Some moonlight was pouring into the room, just enough so he could make out shadow and form. His hands had been holding the hands of the fairest princess in the Realm. Princess Zelda Hyrule had at some point deemed him worthy of her touch. He dared not move, for he didn´t want to wake her up unnecessarily. He couldn´t see the shade of gold her hair was, or the color of her skin, but her breathing alone was enough to send him to the moon. Mipha´s funeral had taught him two things: One, he had indeed loved and been loved. Two, he was capable of loving another person more than he ever loved Mipha. That person was now fast asleep in front of him.

"I love you", he mouthed. Only air coming out of his mouth.
If anyone wide awake had been beside them, they could have heard him clearly. But to a sleeping princess, he was just another nightly sound.

And yet...

"I love you too", was the response he received. Also in a very quiet whisper, but clear enough for him to hear it. His heart seemed to grow five times its size and the smile that crept on his face was probably only noticeable because of the little light inside the room. He saw her smile too. For the longest time neither said another word, or moved a single muscle. When he finally dared to move, it was only to run his finger across her forehead and to the side, to move a strand of hair behind her ear. She giggled at this, but didn´t opose him. He merely smiled, reveling in the feel of her hair, her skin, and now she thought of it, her scent. He felt in a trance.

Zelda reached out to his face too, cupping his cheek with her free hand (they were still holding hands). That alone was enough for him to let out a long sigh. His eyes closed instantly and he wished she would never take her hand off. He concentrated hard on how her hand felt over his cheek, his temple and his forehead. Before he knew it, he felt her warm lips over his', it was just a peck at first, then another one, and another one, when he decided he wanted to see her. She had just opened her eyes too and when their eyes met both started to laugh as quietly as possible. As if they were misbehaving.
She closed her eyes again and her mouth opened ever so slightly. He hesitated for a moment and then, as if his lips were bound by a magnesis rune, they locked in the slowest and most passionate kiss there ever was in the history of Hyrule.

For some reason it was no surprise when he felt her tongue slithering in timidly, searching for his lips. He responded in kind, meeting her in the middle. They both explored eachother with patience, the patience that only passion and love brings. His heart was about to explode and burst out of his chest. His breathing was as ragged just as if he had just crossed Hyrule in full, running. When he came back to his senses, he noticed his body was pressed hard against her, and she was doing the same.

"I don´t- how?-", he stuttered, still breating erraticaly. "Wow", he finished. Zelda giggled and nodded, placing her head under his chin. He automatically held her close against him. He noticed his erection had not subdued, and Zelda was still pressing against him. When she lifted her head to look at him, she accidentally bumped it with his chin.

"Ow!", both exclaimed at the same time.

He began to laugh as he rubbed his chin, and she did the same with her head. He gave her a quick peck over her head, she resumed her position over his navel.

"I love you", she repeated, her warm breath against his neck sent shivers through his spine.

Her hand slid under his shirt, as she explored his chest, he let out a low and faint moan. Her mouth spoke words only his neck was capable of understanding. Her left hand was more daring, running down his chest and further beyond that. As soon as he felt her around him, a low growl that ended up transforming into a long and quiet moan, made her bite his neck. As if in this new language they both were speaking now, that meant 'I'm glad you like it'.

As Zelda did as she pleased with him, he let his hands loose, free to explore her too, the softness of her skin was a surprise, and yet it was what he´d expected. As his palms gaced her stomach and up to her chest she let out a soft moan. Her grip on him tightened in response. The feel of his palms cupping her breasts was a welcome new sensation. As they kept exploring each other with the calm and certainty of two lovers, the first rays of sunlight crept inside the blue stone and steel room. A few birds were begining to chirp and sing, begining their day.

He gently pushed her on her back, took both of her hands and pined them against the mattress. The way her body had moved made her sheikah shirt open to the side. Just as the previous night, one of her breasts was revealed to him. Without a word and like a hungry kid, he lunged for her naked skin. Suckling on her nipple. A surprised 'oh!' was the first sound he got for an answer. Her hands quickly found his head, grabbing him by the hair, she gently pushed his head downwards. He felt like an injustice was being commited, and actually looked up to see her face. She wasn´t looking at him. Her eyes were closed and her face was quite red. He felt his' very hot too. He wondered how he looked... Zelda kept pushing his head downwards and he finally understood what was happening. He let her guide him. The few moments it took him to undress her, were enough to see how much of what he felt, he could see in her face.

His head was spinning, and thoughts and feelings mixed together in a whirlpool of excitement, love, fear, pleasure and something else he wasn´t able to name. He let her scent hypnotize him as he lowered his head once again.


Her vision became blurry, as the touch of his tongue on her skin made her toes curl. She pressed her thighs uncontrollably, pinning Link against her. He seemed to welcome this new developement, he let out some sort of growl, he barely lifted his head, just enough so they shared one look that told her more than words could ever do. He closed his eyes and so did she. Her thoughts seemed to just half form inside her head, every ounce of reason had been cast away, just like her doubts about him, and her feelings for him.

She was having a very difficult time trying to supress any noises anymore. Her fists were clenched against the matress, then she tried pulling Link's hair, but that only made her want to scream. She even bit her fist, with every stroke of his tongue, it became increasingly impossible to hold any kind of sound in.

"Link!", was all she could say, all she could think. The sound of his name seemed to have the opposite effect of what she wanted (he conscious mind was beginning to show up). She finally gave in, and next thing she new, her limbs were moving on their own accord, an electric current had ravished her from the tip of her hair to the tip of her toes, it was the first time she had felt something so close to... this. It was... she couldn´t even describe it. Someone was moaning at the top of their voice. It wasn´t until some seconds later, she realized that had been her. Link lifted his face from her, he was as red as she'd seen him countless times, but this was something else. His eyes looked... wolfish if anything. He looked hungry for her.

"I... love... you...", he said between kisses. She couldn't talk, still recovering from moments ago. She could feel he was just as eager as she was.

But... was this right?

"Link?", she said, catching her breath. He didn't seem to hear her. He was still kissing her, kissing her neck, her breasts. She tilted his face up again. "Link", she said again. Her appointed knight stopped in his tracks, and looked at her.

"Are you okay?", he asked in a raspy voice. He was as out of breath as she was.

"Are... are you sure?", she asked him. Suddenly feeling very self-conscious. The sun was now painting the sky a deep shade of violet, and blue. His blue gaze reflected some of the dim light. He looked as confused as she felt.

"Of what?" he asked. Dumbfounded.

"Of... this", she stated, looking at him, her... She hoped he could understand what she meant.

"You mean us?", he sounded very sure of himself. No doubt he was a knight, going all in in every situation.

"Yes I- I mean... us", she said, going red in the face.

"I am", he said as soon as she stopped talking. "I have never been so sure of anything in my life", he added. His confidence, while not unexpected, took her by surprise. "Zelda, I love you. I am sure of that, as sure as I am that the sun will rise again tomorrow". His breathing seemed to have slowed down, he placed his hand over her cheek. She closed her eyes.

"I love you, too", she said. "I just-", she began. For some reason tears were finding their way to her eyes, she felt stupid now. "Link, it's going to be hard for us", she began. "If we go any further, there's no turning back, for either of us", he smiled sweetly at her, he remained silent, waiting. "I am royalty, and you're not. I don't care about it, I've loved you for a lifetime. But there will be people, important people that will, and they will try to push us apart!", she pictured the same mob she often dreamt about, but this time they were taking him away from her. A hooded figure lifted him off the ground and took him. She had had this dream ever since they'd left Gerudo City.

"Everyone you think that could do just that, is dead now. It's been a century since Anyone sat at your Father's throne", he reassured her. "I want to be with you", he almost pleaded.

"Would you be able to love a Queen?", she said. Knowing that he could never be her King. Her father had been the first exception in centuries, as the royal bloodline only ran among her mother's family. As she'd told her, she was a direct descendant of the goddess, Hylia.

"I already do", he said. Kissing her. She pushed him back, gently still.

"I'm being serious", she said.

"So am I", he retorted. He was beginning to frown. She smacked her own head mentally. She cupped his head in her hands.

"I'm sorry! I'm just... this is new to me. It was a happy surprise to find out that I have loved you for longer than I thought. I guess I'm just afraid of losing you... again", two tears escaped from her wet eyes. He wiped them off.

"I am here, with you. Now. I am not going anywhere if it isn't with you", he said.

She had made a fool of herself now. She didn't know what to say. Link seemed to notice because he grabbed her face and looking her straight in the eyes, she kissed her again. I was as if he were trying to convey what he'd just said. She felt her body relax again.

Her tongue began to search for his again, this time they didn't waste time, it was a hungry kiss, she squished her lips as hard as she could against his, mimicking what was happening with their bodies. Link was rocking back and forth against her. Another electric current, or rather storm, was beggining to form between her thighs. One of his hands had found a way inside her. She welcomed it with a long and soft moan. She felt him smile. She smiled too.

She was burning inside. In quick and sloppy motions, she tried to take his pants off. He suddenly looked like a little lost bunny. As he undid his clothes, and she watched expectantly, the temperature in the room rose drastically, or maybe it was just her.

"With you", he whispered. She smiled at him.

Link was looking at her with a mixture of many things she didn't know the words for. She was deep in thought when she felt him inside her. A sharp shot of pain cursed through her, she winced a little. The pain quickly transformed into something else entirely, she suddenly understood why everyone made such a fuzz about it. In her mind, they were now one body, one soul and one mind. She felt like he could have read her mind and viceversa. This was the first time she felt such pleasure, but also a deep sensation in her chest, like her heart was going to jump out of her ribs and beat beside Link's heart.

When she opened her eyes, he was looking at her, concerned. She shook her head, and smiled at him again.

"Are you alright?", he asked a little out of breath. His eyes seemed a bit out of focus too.

"Don´t worry", she said, caressing his chest. "Just stay still for a moment", he nodded. They kissed for a long time. This one was different. It was slow, every movement had a purpose. She rocked herself against him. And he did the same. The moment he started to move, the little self-control she'd been able to muster flew away with the morning birds. They let their love, instinct and pleasure guide them. If anyone had been able to see them, they would have seen a tangled mess of limbs, sweat and ragged breaths and loud moans and growls.

They didn´t speak again until the sun was well up in the sky, hours later.

When they finally were able to unglue from each other, it was well past midday, and they only got out of bed because Link's stomach had become a third wheel and was making all sorts of angry noises.

"I'm sorry", he said with a sheepish grin. She shook her head and let out a hearty laugh.

"Let's find you some food, bubbles", she said. "But before that", Link was just putting on his champion's tunic.

"Help me out with something, will you?", she said looking at her rapier.

Link arched an eyebrow. She held out the lower half of her hair in the air.

"It's time", she answered his unvoiced question.


She ran past the stone corridor, knowing she had only seconds left before everything went back to black. She had to get out. Everytime she came to her senses, the actions of days past came back to her crashing like a tidal wave. The guilt was unbearable. She wasn't trying to escape somewhere else. She just wanted everything to stop. She wanted to be dead.

Kaheru ran with all her might. The transformation grew weaker for just a couple of hours when Vawatai was out, often searching for her child, as she called him. The faces of Makeela Riju, Princess Zelda, Buliara kept stalking her in her dreams, only to transform into the other warriors she had killed. The colossal sense of raw power she possesed when she was that... monster. It was addictive. The sensation of glee as she dismembered bodies, the sexual pleasure that violence had brought her, climaxing as she pulled Yete´s head off, and how she had cut Alhysa in half. She had tried to snap Buliara's neck, but she'd been faster and had escaped from her grip.

Most of all she had desired to kill Zelda. Princess Zelda. Whenever Vawatai got a hold on her mind and turned her into the mindless hulking warrior, her only thought was Zelda's corpse rotting on a spire. She could almost smell her decaying body, as it was eaten by a murder of ravens. She could hear his knight wailing at her feet, sobbing and curling into a ball of nothigness. Even now, like this, in a state where she was neither herself, nor the monster she became that day, the memory of Zelda hanging on her hair, crying and wailing, screaming and fighting for her life, made her wet.

She shook her head vigorously, she had to concentrate hard, she was beginning to enjoy this. Even if she did believe in her mother, and in what she stood for, she never was a ruthless warrior. She always prided herself in being the most honorable of Vawatai's guard, ever since she found her and her sister. She worried about Dehneru, she was an idealist. Her sister always said that under the rule of Ganondorf, the Gerudo would be able to know green lands again, that their children wouldn't be slaughtered if they turned out to be voe, she always told her everything would be justified when their people knew peace again.

She had to stop on her tracks, just around the corner, Pi and Po were walking towards her, and even if she were able to dispose of them, it would draw a lot of attention. Thinking fast, she backtracked and opened the first door she came across. It was an wide room, the only one she had seen that had big windows. Just under the biggest of them, a pool the size of a molduga was full to the brim with steaming hot water. She felt her stomach fall to her feet. Two small figures were neck deep inside the water. She couldn´t say why, but their presence made her uneasy. Neither of them had heard her enter. They had their eyes closed. The one closest to the door spoke first in a very quiet and sing-song tone. She sounded ancient.

"The bitch just told us they were going to stay for days there, we should act now Koume", the one called Koume merely sighed.

"How many times do I have to tell you, sister. This isn't about killing and running. We have to destroy them, we have to make them suffer and make everyone turn their heads away from them. If we kill them now we will make their cause a stronger one. Remember why we keep that bastard whore here. Last time we tried brute force -your idea, by the way- and it turned out perfectly, didn't it?", Koume said. Neither had opened her eyes, but some light had entered the bath and Kaheru was able to make their faces. She had to suppress a scream, and a laughter, she clasped her mouth hard. They were a couple of old hags. with bulging eyes and very long white hair. She'd never seen her before, but they were, talking about her. No doubt about it.

"Yes, I admit I was impatient", a small red light shone for a brief moment in her eyes. "That sonofabitch was too strong. I didn't expect that. The three of us underestimated him". The unnamed hag replied.

"You were foolish, Kotake. And you still are. You need to stop using her for your own pleasure, it disgusts me everytime she's between my legs!", Koume replied. Kotake let out a wicked little laugh.

"I can't help it, dear. It's been almost a hundred centuries since Ii felt anything else other than contempt. And when our minds bond I get bored of your coldness. I need to feel alive", Kotake said in an amusing tone.

"There's plenty of voe here, and you had to pick her. You could at least pick something we both enjoy. You know I despise every vai". She said. Hurt. Kotake laughed again.

"I could always transform her into one if you want". Kotake said covering her mouth as she mischievously laughed. Koume scoffed.

"It's not necessary". Koume said, as the water around her started to freeze. Kotake splashed some water in her direction.

"You stupid hag, stop freezing the damn water!", as she pronounced those words, the ice in the water began to thaw.

"SYLPHA! NAHOORU! COME HERE THIS INSTANT YOU USELESS BEASTS!", Koume roared. Moments later, the door opened again. Kaheru was fast as a cat and moved to the dark corner so she wasn't seen. Pi and Po entered the bath room, each carried a white towel. The hag sisters, as she had named her in her head, simply floated out of the water. Kaheru wished she were blind. Their bodies didn't show signs of decay, but their skin hung on every place. They looked like a pair of skeletons with oversized coats of skin.

Having floated to their respective towels, Pi and Po took the sisters out of the bathroom. Kaheru' presence went, thankfully, unnoticed. She stood there, trying to make something out of all the information she had just heard.

She didn't linger long in the room. Deep in thought, she roamed the corridors aimlessly, completely forgetting she was supposed to be escaping. Her mind was becoming less hazy with each passing moment, Vawatai -or rather, the hag sisters- must have been too far for their magic to reach her, or they were too distracted. She ended up in a corridor with a door at the end of it. It was iron-made, and it looked like it had just been closed, as mud and dirt formed a small line just in front of it. A dim light came from the other side. Curiosity took hold of her and she opened the door.

It was the entrance to a basement, a spiraling staircase led her to another corridor lit by green torches. It wasn't until she was well inside that she realized where she was. It was a dungeon.

"Gah... gah..." a voice called from afar. Pleading. She followed the sound. Not out of pity, but again, out of sheer curiosity.

A redhaired gerudo woman was sitting in the opposite wall to the cell bars. She was stark naked and showed signs of torture. The side of her face had a lot of dried blood, her hair was matted with dirt, blood and some leaves. When Kaheru approached, she lifted her face.

"Gah... g- gah... let me... out", she pleaded. The prisoner was chained on her limbs and neck. A single plate lay in front of her, some rats were eating whatever contents it had had. Kaheru squinted to better look at her. Her frame was that of a big vai, even for a gerudo...

"Buliara?", she blurted out. She clasped her mouth instantly. The vai jerked her head up at the sound of her name.

"W- Who's there?", she asked fearfully. Kaheru couldn't believe it. The fiercest of the gerudo guard was being held prisoner here?

"My, my..." a silky deep voice whispered in her ear. She let out a scream as she jumped and turned around.

"M-mother, I-", she said. Kaheru's eyes deceived her. Her mother (or rather mothers) was standing next to... Buliara? How was that possible!

"You found her, my child. Isn't she something else?", Vawatai said amusedly. The Buliara on the cell curled into a ball at the sound of her Mother's voice. The Buliara standing next to her remained unfazed. Silent.

"I don't-", Kaheru blurted out again. Her shoulder began to ache. A sign that her Mother was losing her temper.

"It's no wonder you don't understand my dear child. You did well, nevertheless. You brought us a valuable asset. We've been... ah-", she let out a childish laugh, "extracting vital information from this traitorous sekkessai", Vawatai looked with contempt at the prisoner Buliara. She then graced the other Buliara over her strong arm. "This one is our puppet, she will help us take our land back. Aren't you, dear Buliara?", she asked while caressing the other Buliara's face.

"Yes, Mother", she replied in a deep voice. It sounded as if she had two mouths speaking at once.

"As for you, Kaheru. I have another errand you must run for me. I hope you know how to swim ...".

Kaheru felt her mind drift away as her Mother spoke. Her muscles and bones began to ache and burn. She wanted to die of sheer pain. And then, her mind was as calm as a quiet pond. Only one little pebble had dropped right in the middle of the pond.

She realized she was now shorter than everyone else in the room. Her arms were fairly slender, her wide hips had turned into some sinnister joke. Her skin was as brown as if she were some sort of small gerudo. Somehow, she felt gerudo no more

The pebble in her mind's pond had a name, and it was Sidon.

"Go", Mother said. The other Buliara and Kaheru left the dungeon at once.


"As for you, Buliara", Vawatai spat as she opened the door. The shackles that bound her undid themselves. Buliara was unchained, but not free at all.

"You will serve me", the witch said as she began to limply float behind her. Buliara tried to calm her mind down, she knew what followed. Her mind drifted into a restless lull and she became a viewer of what was happening.

They entered the same room they had been in the night before. She floated to the bed, and as much as she tried to fight back, her legs spread open before the witch.

"My turn", the witch said to her.


Author's note 2:

Sooo... let me know what you think! I saw an opportunity and I took it! I feel like 15+ chapters of build up are enough. I feared their relationship would start to get stale. I hope they didn't sound very much out of character. I tried my very best! lol And as you noticed I saved you all the 'shafts' and 'wetness' parts because cringe. SO USE YOUR IMAGINATION TO FILL THE BLANKS. Sorry, lol.

Anyway. PLOT TRAIN IS MOVING AGAIN!

The cat is FINALLY completely out of the bag! I feel like it was way telegraphed, but maybe it works?

Who's your favorite, Koume or Kotake? I always remember them bickering as they blissfully floated towards ... heaven? lol it was funny as hell when I was a kid.

Thanks to rdiaz and Queen Emily the Dilligent, ofc for the review! I AM taking my time with this one, I'm glad you're enjoying it! That speech I wrote for Link took a couple of drafts before I got it right. Glad you liked it!

Just a disclaimer, I may not be able to update in a couple of weeks, as I will be absolutely swamped with work, I will update next week if I can, but don't hold your hopes up.

See you next time!