Heyo!

Enjoy!

"Hey, Sheik." I grumbled as one of my friends bumped into me.

"Yeah, Midna." My drink spilled a bit, but I didn't really care. The fire running through my veins was the only thing on my mind.

"I'll buy the next round if you take a bet." I chuckled, definitely okay with more alcohol, then nodded. "Good. See that guy over there?"

I followed her finger and giggled. "You mean the fuckable guy in the green shirt."

"That's the guy. I want you to go dirty dance with him." Any other time I would have down-right refused, but I had quite a bit more than I could handle in my system.

"Sure." I got off my bar stool.

Now, I'm not a usual drunk. I may get a little silly and I may fall over at times, but it isn't much more than I normally would. For some reason, I'm a graceful drunk. Midna curses my ability to still be able to walk after getting wasted. I also don't mess up my words. Another thing that Midna can't stand. She tries to get me to the point where I stumble over myself and slur, but it never happens. I'd die from the quantity of alcohol before I start tripping over my own feet and mixing my words up. So, remember that I don't appear drunk as I make my way over to this guy.

His eyes catch mine and I wink, hips shifting side to side. As I get closer he steps away from the group of people I suppose are his friends. "Hello there, Beautiful."

I hold out my hand and he pulls me towards himself. "Hello to you too, Handsome."

"What brings a beauty like you here?" His lips brush mine and I sigh.

"Just enjoying the view." My other hand trails down his thigh and the guy laughs.

"You're enjoying the view? I'd say I have a better one." He lets go of my hand to reach down, with both hands, to grab my arse. It shifts me closer to him and a new wave of giggles leave me.

My hands find their way into his hair and I card through it, nails digging into his scalp. "Wanna dance?"

"I'd love to." He pulls me along, past his friends, and over to the center of the dance floor.

I spin out into the crowd and laugh when he tugs me back into his chest. His words are right in my ear and a shiver goes down my spine. "Can't have anyone else taking you away, Beautiful."

I turn to tap his nose and he grins down at me. "Then don't let me go."

"Ugh." I wake with the worst headache I've had in a long time. And by long time, I mean the first time I drank with Midna.

"Rise and shine, you little slut!" I groan and roll over, throwing my pillow over my head to block out Midna's shouting.

I yelped as I'm bouncing up off the bed over and over. "Sheiky, Sheiky, Sheiky, Sheiky! Wake up, my wonderful sex kitten!"

I flip and push the pillow up into Midna's face. "I'm up for Goddesses' sakes! Get the hell off my bed, crazy woman!"

"Sure." She springs off the bed, bouncing my lithe body into the air one more time. "Now, when you want breakfast, come into the kitchen. I made hash browns and gravy!"

I groan and resign myself to my fate as I get up off my bed. I make my way into the kitchen and plop down into one of the chairs. "Now feed me, wench."

"Well, someone isn't a morning person." I jump and glance at the other person at the table. He looks to be a few years older than me. Bright blond hair and crystal clear blue eyes. Gorgeous. And shirtless. I guess I can start my day off with a little eye candy.

I take a moment to think about why some random guy is in my apartment. Midna sure. But why would she allow some guy in here. "Who the hell are you?"

"That's your boy toy, Sheiky! He brought you home last night." Midna danced in front of the stove and I could feel my mouth drop open.

The guy looks me over and grins. "Lovely outfit, Beautiful." I blush when I actually peer down at what I'm wearing. A big green t-shirt. I recognize it for some reason. And it all comes back to me. I got wasted and listened to Midna. Great.

"You have got to be kidding me." I let my head fall into my hands and let out a long breath. "We didn't fu-"

"No!" I chuckled when the guy held his hands up. "Even though I am a little stupid, I figured out you were drunk just before you pulled me into bed with you."

I sighed. "That's good. I'd hate to have let a moron like you f-"

"Would you stop it with that word!" He flushed and I barked out a laugh.

"How in the world were you so..." I grasped at a word that would fit. "Rambunctious… last night. You seem like a prude now."

He flushed further and I thought the color actually looked... cute on him. "I... uh... don't really know."

"Well, I suggest you man up a little. If you want something, you have to go for it, you know." He got an almost glassy, far away quality to his gaze and then I was in his lap. "How in the-"

I gasped as lips crashed down on mine. Fingers worked the shirt up on my body and I wasn't all too surprised that I was only wearing undershorts. A tongue burst into my mouth and I moaned, enjoying the feeling of being dominated. Was I a masochist? Hips rocked up into mine and a heat was brought to my crotch at the simple grind that began moments later. Hands pushed my thighs apart further and I threw my head back to suck in air as a those same hands roamed into the only thing between me and being pounded into. Not that I would have minded. This guy was fucking sexy.

"Ah, ugh!" Goddesses, what was Midna thinking right now?! I mean, here I was. Modest, almost-a-prude Sheik being ravished right in front of her by some guy I had brought home from a bar. In the kitchen no less!

"I'm out, Sheik. Have fun being fu-"

"Don't like that word!" The guy's breathing was ragged as he stopped Midna from speaking, to which she only laughed.

"Yeah, yeah. Breakfast is on the table when you get done with your romp, Sheiky!" My best friend laughed all the way out the door, slamming it shut.

I clenched up as mystery guy's hands grasped my arse, toes curling at the arousing sensation. "Would you stop!"

"You told me to take what I wanted." He bucked into me roughly and I moaned. "And you don't seem to be very opposed to the idea of me fulfilling your desires right here."

I stood suddenly, even if my legs were numb and his hands hadn't left my undershorts. "This isn't what I meant, you arse!" My fist met with the side of his face.

He looked stunned. "That actually hurt." Then he laughed.

I glared down at him, his blue eyes shining with glee. "Well, yeah. I can defend myself. I'm not weak."

"Never said you were." His mouth turned into a cheshire grin and I wondered why. Then my arse was squeezed. Right. He still had his hands in my little bit of clothing. "Mmm. Nice."

"Perv." I rolled my eyes and reached back with one hand to remove the wanderers.

He laughed as I backed up. "So, your name is obviously Sheik. Guess I should tell you mine."

"What does it matter. I'm just going to kick you out of my house and never see you again. Hopefully." I sat back down at the table, grumbling as I ate.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you again. You're beautiful." I choked on a bite of food at his words and hurried over to get a glass of water. Though the risk of death was better when I finally got the glass in my hand, so I went for the gallon of strawberry milk instead. So what if I mix all my milk into strawberry milk. I have a smaller jug for cooking and I'm an adult. Most of the time.

I downed the glass and sighed happily. Delicious.

"You really like strawberries, huh." I shrugged as I filled the cup again. Drinking it all in one go once more.

"What does it matter to you?" And yet again, I filled my glass. I probably needed to stop while I was ahead. Or before I run out of milk. I need at least one cup a day to quench my strawberry addiction. Better than being addicted to stamina berries or something harmful.

"Maybe I would go get you some strawberries." His eyes held a twinkle as they captured mine. "If you allow me to see you on a regular basis. And I mean that exactly as it sounds."

"So..." I started my sentence out slowly. Thinking. "You want me to agree to date you in exchange for strawberries."

"Not just strawberries. Whatever you want, really."

"What if I wanted a million rupees?"

"Not a problem."

"What are you gonna do? Rob a bank?" I snorted, almost smug. But then I caught his amused grin.

"I could go pull out a million from my bank account. It wouldn't even make a dent." Now I was scowling at him.

"Are you some kind of millionaire? Cause that would be important to tell me before we get together and I get kidnapped because of you. Which, by the way, would make me hate you for the rest of my life."

"Are you saying that we are getting together, Sheik?" There it was. That grin that makes me want to throw deku baba sprouts off a cliff and hear them scream. Yeah, weirdest flowers I've ever seen. I shiver at the thought of experiencing that dreadful screaming again soon.

"Perhaps. But where are my fu-" I mentally bit my tongue when he raised an eyebrow. "Effing strawberries?"

"How about we go get some. I know a place."

"Holy shit." Link cringed at my curse, but I was too entranced to care.

"Go ahead and try some strawberries, Sheik." I squealed, something I will deny forever, and rushed to the strawberry bushes. "This is my personal greenhouse, by the way. You can eat to your heart's content here."

"And I will." I giggled, a rather delicious looking strawberry in my sights. I grabbed it and was about to pop it into my mouth when a sneaky hand took it from me. "Hey!"

"Kiss me and I'll give it back." Link grinned down at me.

I snorted. Fine. Let him have that one. There's plenty more on the bush. Only I couldn't stop thinking about that one. What was a little kiss anyways. "Just one kiss?"

He grinned, knowing he had won. "Mhm."

"Okay." I stepped closer to Link and allowed him to cradle the back of my head as he leaned down.

My eyes closed as our mouths met. I would be a liar if someone asked if I thought it was a nice kiss. The crease in my lips was filled in perfectly by his and then he was sneaking his tongue in to lick at my teeth, the taste of my favorite fruit making itself known. A moan left me as his hand slid to the small of my back and our bodies locked together like two puzzle pieces.

This is nice.

Bye!

~Shorty