Zelda braced herself for the cold winter air that slammed into her face. Her front door swung open, she dashed out, threw away her trash, and ran back to her door where she slammed it shut. She shook and shivered, sitting down on one of her vents with a blanket wrapped around her.
A cup appeared in front of her face, steam tendrils rising over the rim, and the voice of her boyfriend came with it. "Coats make chores like that easier..."
Zelda looked up into Link's cobalt eyes and took the cupm graciously. "If I would have thought about it then I would have just stared out the door for an hour."
Link slid her over, lifted up the cover, and snuggled in next to her shivering body with one arm about her shoulder. He drank from his own cup, coffee, and chuckled. "You should have got a house in Florida."
Her golden head leaned against his shoulder while her hands warmed themselves via the cermaic cup holding hot chocolate. "I wanted a home not a vacation."
"Just saying." Link chuckled. "You hate the cold."
"That's why I have you to warm me up!" Zelda laughed, slipping her freezing hands beneath Link's shirt.
He tumbled away from her, scowling, and stared down at the floor where some of his coffee spilt. "Vile woman." He mumured, playfully.
A horrible evil laugh was executed before Zelda stood up and took the cup from his hands. "I'll get you more." She walked into the kitchen, the tiles were colder than she would have liked on her barefeet, and sat Link's cup onto the countertop to begin making a fresh batch of coffee.
His arms encircled her waist and he breathed agianst her neck. "I don't want coffee anymore..." He chuckled when she gasped, he pulled her hair out of its ponytail, and kissed the tender flesh of her neck. "I hate when you put your hair up."
Zelda leaned back against him, heart pounding in her chest, and bit her lip. "Why?"
"Stop talking." He found her lips, kissing her slowly at first, and pulled her fully against him. He turned her around to face him, one arm holding her body close to his, while his other hand gripped golden locks. He moved his mouth from hers and left trails of bites up and down her neck.
Zelda slipped her fingers through her hair then closed her eyes and attempted to fight the panic rising in her chest. His tongue flickered across her lips, begging entry, his meandering where getting more and more brave, she allowed him. A calloused hand slid beneath the cloth of her t-shirt, brushing past her bra, and squeezing the flesh beneath it. Zelda gasped at the contact which earned her a chuckle from her boyfriend's lips.
Her shirt came off and his mouth found her chest, nipping and kissing and tasting whatever it could. Link's hands roamed over her body with a brave explorer's hands though he was careful with how far he let himself venture.
Zelda gasped, feeling breathless, and clutched his back. "Link..." She moaned, his mouth pressing back against hers. Tears were brimming her eyes, memories were crashing against her skull, and she tried to bury them in the warmth of her sweetheart. "Link... I'm..."
A hand came up, his lips parted from hers, and brushed away an escaped tear. Link whispered to her, tenderly. "How we doin', Zelda?"
She took a long pull of air, her chest feeling constricted, and rested her forehead against his as she realized that at some point she had been lifted onto the counter. Zelda's throat felt tight and she let her tears fall though she refused to sob. "I'm scared."
"Of what I'm doing?" Link spoke, patiently, and found her eyes. "What are you afraid of?"
"I..." She choked. "Can...I can still feel him..."
Link nodded, knowing that it was more about Jack's hands than his own, and pressed a tender kiss to his girlfriend's forehead. "I'll stop, babe."
"You shouldn't have to." Zelda laid her head on his shoulder. "I should be over this."
Link pulled her away, frowning, and stared deep into her eyes. "Don't you do this to yourself, Zelda, don't go there." He said, sternly. "I don't care if it takes five years for you to work through this, I'll wait."
This time Zelda kissed Link...
They crashed back onto the bed while their hands roamed, touched, teased, explored, and released each other from their clothing. Zelda moaned as his fingers slipped inside and began berating her senses with more pleasure than her inexperienced body could handle. She cried out his name and rode out her orgasm through his continued meanderings. Violet eyes met cobalt and their mouths found each other.
He took her hand in his and gave her a soft smile. "This may hurt."
Zelda tangled her fingers in his hair, kissing him, and wrapped her legs around his waist. "Love me."
"I already do." He thrust, hard, and stole away the last traces of his lover's innocence... her nails dug into his back and slowly released him as her fears melted away and passion ignited.