This is a lemon. You have been warned.

Chapter 37

Together

After her words they looked in each other's eyes for an infinite second, panting, flushed, looking for that last bit of wordless confirmation.

Both felt their mouths twist into a grin, both nervous, yet mischievous. It was all the reassurance they needed...

Link, flexing his abdominal muscles, went up to meet her once more, her magnificent body still hovering so tantalizingly close above him. His face crashed into hers, a bit stronger than he had meant to, but it didn't matter. She giggled into his kiss, scrunching up her slightly squashed nose. "Someone's hungry..." she whispered, amused.

"Starved..." he breathed back and let his lips once again caress hers. Zelda's mind was vibrating with desire upon hearing his lustful, raspy voice. It was just this tiny bit frightening, just enough to be wildly exciting. Using his considerable strength, he sat up, pushing her back. She knelt, his legs between her knees. Link, his ever increasing arousal emboldening him, removed his probing left hand from inside her shirt and brought both to the front. Zelda nearly made a disappointed whimper... his slightly rough hand on her naked skin had pleased her to no end... But when she realized his new goal, she felt her face grow hot and her breath quicken all the more. Not breaking his intensive sucking and nibbling on her lips, he had opened the top button of her blouse... and the next... and the next...

With his fingers occasionally brushing against her chest, she couldn't suppress those weird, excited squeaks of hers anymore... she hoped that he didn't find them odd, or worse, disturbing the mood...

He showed no sign of stopping... his hands went ever lower, the row of buttons already halfway cleared...

Her heart fluttered... she felt like she wasn't getting enough air... his busy fingers were now against her belly, making her thoughts go numb, fraying her composure. She had to do something with her hands! Following pure impulse, she grabbed his shoulders and squeezed, more to hold on to something strong and stable than anything else...

He stopped. Link thought frantically what to do. What did her pressing his shoulders mean? Had he been to bold? Was he too fast again? Goddess, above, please don't say I ruined it!

Her hands relaxed slightly and her mouth left his and she breathed in sharply. "Don't stop... not now..." she squeaked, her voice fluttering. Releasing the tense breath he had been holding in relief, he looked down to open the last few pesky buttons that stood in his way. Her ivory flesh blinking through the crack of her almost open shirt drove him to near mindless haste. His hands couldn't wait to be on her skin again, trembled for that unique, exquisitely smooth feeling. But only after... every... last... button was...

There... now only one little matter remained...

Despite every nerve and muscle in his body was egging him on to be quick, he let all ten of his fingers travel slowly upwards over her belly. Again, she twitched, as if her delicate, flat tummy wanted to flee from his touch. But it was only reflex, all her nerves maximally taut... her skin yearned for his hands just as much as his hands lusted for its exploration. Still, he halted, despite the sight of his fingers under her open blouse sending him into all new heights.

Zelda relaxed her muscles, with considerable conscious effort, signalling him to continue. Her hands once again squeezed his shoulder, which she didn't even notice. He didn't react to it this time anyway.

When his fingers reached her bra, another tiny squeak escaped her throat. His fingers were cold... possibly because he was just as heart-stoppingly nervous as she was? That was at least some comfort...

He let the tips of his fingers move just the tiniest bit under the fabric, enough to make her racing breath even quicker. Between her flesh and the rim of her bra, he travelled to her back again, where he stopped.

Until now, her eyes had been closed... the sensations of touch were too strong, she doubted she could have seen anything at all, even were they open... now she had to! Why did he stop?

His eyes were fixed on hers, jittering back and forth... his face blushed, his expression questioning, almost pleading and infinitely cute...

He will see me... He wants to see me... and I want him to see me too...

Biting her lower lip, she nodded. He smiled as if she had just given him the best present imaginable, but only briefly... it was replaced by that intensely erotic look of hunger and lust and excitement and nerviness... she loved it!

His fingers got to work again as her flesh broke out in goosebumps, thinking what he was about to uncover. For an instant she felt fear... what if he didn't like what he saw? What if he only liked... fuller women? Would they even be able to continue after that?

The clasp came undone... she drew both her lips in and bit on them to keep herself from screaming out of sheer tension. The revelatory moment... she feared it intensely, but it also couldn't come quick enough for her...

She shut her eyes, firmly. She felt him remove it... Every fibre in her body roared for her hands to cover herself, but she resisted. His fingers brushed against her shoulder as he, infinitely gently, pulled her blouse away and down her arms. She followed, removing her hands from his shoulders so he could remove it, exposing her fully. She felt her now naked shoulders tremble... her nerves let this warm night appear cold. Multiple times her hands twitched, ready to cover her chest, but still, she wouldn't let them. She wanted this... her heart seemed ready to explode, but still... she couldn't even describe how much she wanted him to see her. And more...

Her eyes were still closed... she didn't dare look at his face, didn't dare see his expression, fearing a glimpse of... disappointment? Indifference? Anything less than arousal? It took nearly five seconds before her curiosity grew stronger than her fear. She opened one eye...

Link looked upon the goddess in front of her. Despite it feeling completely inappropriate, he couldn't help but smile like an idiot. So beautiful...

Fireflies danced around them both, lending just enough light to see everything.

He had technically already seen her shoulders, her belly, her waist, but... seeing her now, complete, was unendingly more breathtaking! The elegant curve from her slender neck to her shoulders... Her slim waist, her flat belly with a bellybutton that just invited a kiss, or a hundred... and now her shapely breasts, as he thought, just large enough to be a handful... ivory, like all of her skin, with a slightly darker nipple... he couldn't quite see the colour, it was too dark... but it was erect, inviting, awaiting his touch... and only his...

She was afraid, he could feel it. She shivered... he did too... He noticed the sky blue of one of her eyes, which seemed to shine brightly even in the night. Her face, nervous, hopeful, begging him to say something. But how could he? How could he say anything that did justice to what his eyes perceived? How could an ant hope to describe an angel?

Her innocence and cuteness fanned the flames of his lust even higher. He grabbed her waist with both hands and pulled himself to her face once more. For a few seconds, she was so tense and stiff, he was afraid she was in shock. Then she melted into his kiss, reciprocating it more and more until her fiery fierceness that he adored so much was back.

"So beautiful..." he whispered between their deep kisses. "So beautiful..." He repeated it until he was sure she had understood.

Zelda's mind was once again racing, but now from pure desire. His kiss, more desperate, more passionate than ever before, told her all she needed... curbed her fear, allayed her doubts.

"So beautiful..." He said it again and again... she loved him for it, loved his understanding of her, loved how he comforted her... it only fuelled her need. So emboldened by his words and actions, she let her hands wander, let them trace his firm muscles, starting from his shoulder, over his chest, down to his strong belly. She delighted in the feeling of her fingers over the hard lumps around his navel, letting them brush over them countless times. Zelda kneaded his maddeningly sexy chest, enjoying the feeling of his flesh in her hands... she hoped her exploring would push him to do the same... Now that her brief spell of worry was overcome, she wanted him to resume his touches, wanted him to discover the new territory with his skin as well. The look on his face when he had seen her... his dumb grin, his fascinated expression, his beautiful eyes sparkling in pure joy... she wanted more! She wanted him to do that face again, wanted to see it when he looked at her, touched her, felt her... That brief memory of him, eyes glinting in pure, powerful desire... She felt the wetness between her legs grow in sheer anticipation... normally a source of shame, but not now... not with him... never with him!

But now he was too bloody slow! She took his left with her right and gently led it from her waist upwards. He seemed to take the hint as his other hand followed suit. The excitement as his fingers trailed ever closer made her feel faint...

Link felt the muscles in his arm tremble as her hand led him up. The simple act of her inviting him so explicitly, so unmistakably made his erection strain painfully in his pants. She was just too damn sexy... especially when she was a bit naughty...

His fingers found soft, yet firm flesh. A soft whimper from her lips against his told him he was where she wanted him to be. Her hand returned to his body, which sent electricity through his skin directly to his brain. Throwing caution to the wind, he let his left hand move to cup her breast, feeling both the delicate tenderness of it and the surprising rigidity of the nub that crowned it. The world started dancing and twisting in his head, so intense was the rush of excitement, so perfect was the feeling in his palm. His right followed, despite his jittery nervousness, painfully careful... feeling it... squeezing it... kneading it...

He could feel her react, felt her breath against his face, felt her body move on its own, heard her tiny, high, supremely adorable moans... the sensation of his hands causing her to make these noises, these urgent contortions of her body... his manhood rubbing against the fabric of his trousers was almost enough to send him flying over the edge, but not quite... While most of his will was aimed at pleasing her to the best of his abilities, a strong, selfish part still yearned for her touch down there... But that could wait... for now he was content in submitting to her needs, being her slave, existing only to drive her on, let her reach new, tremendous heights. His thumbs brushed against her nipples... lightly, still afraid that every touch might be too much, hopelessly ignorant of where pleasure ended and pain started...

He felt her giggle slightly, felt her tummy tense and her mouth twist against his... Ticklish, are we? For some reason, even her giggles were wildly erotic to him at the moment... Well, let's tickle you a bit more!

Though not without regret, his lips parted with hers... he heard her sharp intake of air, and her quavering, trembly exhalation... He let his lips travel along her jaw, opened his eyes briefly to see the earring... it too gave him courage for the delicious madness he was about to do. Kiss after kiss, he made his way down her neck, taking his time, teasing her... Link was sure she knew where he was going... he suspected she might know more than him about love-making, even if it was just knowledge from books...

Using just his lips, he pinched the sensitive skin on her neck and felt her move her head to the side, making this side of her even longer so he could fit more attention on it.

Zelda bit her lower lip as she felt Link's nibbling on her neck. His mouth travelling lower excited her mightily... thought the pace was almost infuriatingly slow! He went all the way to her shoulder before trailing down her clavicle bone. More and more her she lost control of her body, occasionally stretching in tension, then buckling in delight, while her skin was an intense dance of hot and cold goosebumps.

Now she stretched, almost through no conscious will of her own, to let him access his goal easier... almost...

He trailed downwards, ever closer, tilting slightly to the left. She felt her blood pumping in her neck at a speed which seemed nearly dangerous.

Finally, after what seemed like a century of waiting, his lips found her breast, anxious for his caress. She felt his lips close around her nipple and, involuntarily, her hands hugged his head, pulling it closer, combing through his hair... She moaned softly as her fingers gripped his messy, enticing strands... Sensations that she could never have imagined coursed through her... not only the sheer erotic pleasure that sent bolts of lightning both to her brain and further down, but also the simplistic closeness, the understanding, the mutual feelings of desire and affection... By now she was no longer kneeling above him, but sitting on his legs, as her knees had given out... she felt his hardness between his thighs against her and nearly burst with emotion at this most direct, most honest flattery.

His lips were getting bolder... she felt them squeeze around her sensitive flesh while his tongue caressed it inside his mouth. What little ability to think had been left to her now felt completely gone. She buried her face in his hair, breathing in his masculine scent that sent her flying even more. Despite knowing that, technically, this was only the beginning of their explorations of each other, she didn't want him to stop, ever. Her fingers clenched, as did her legs, briefly, as she inhaled sharply... A foaming wave of pleasure had broken over her… short, sweet, unexpected…

"Ohh, goddess..." she whispered against his head, barely in control of her own voice. She heard him sigh steamily and his hot mouth left her left bosom to finally pay attention to her right. Both the cool feeling of the evening air around her now wet nub and his hot lips sucking on her other heightened her arousal. Another moan escaped her throat, longer this time... still, she felt a tiny bit embarrassed at this display of sexual thrill, but that notion was quickly ebbing away, buried by other, so much more important sensations.

Firing up her curiosity even more, she felt his erection move, strain even stronger against its confinement and push against her centre as he heard her voice. Once more, feelings of comfort, excitement and lust thundered through her at feeling his reaction to her. She also felt it was time for her to do something... she couldn't let him have all the fun, now could she?

Despite absolutely adoring the feeling of her fingers in his hair as he nibbled on her, she let her hands travel lower, past his chest, past his belly...

Careful, not really knowing what to do, she placed her right hand on the bulge in his pants. His reaction was as immediate as it was delicious to her. His entire body convulsed, he moaned, his lips, just for an instant, closed so tightly around her breast that it almost hurt... all that from one simple touch through two layers of fabric... For the first time in what seemed like ages, Zelda opened her eyes and looked down, past his head to her hands on his crotch. She couldn't say what made her more giddy, the sight of his face buried in her chest, or her hand down there, on his hardness. Infinitely curious, she rubbed it, trying to get a feel for it through his trousers... She felt his hot breath against her breast covered with his saliva as he moaned.

Even though she thought it wildly erotic, it seemed to restore some of her thinking mind. "Someone's hungry..." she whispered in his ear, delighted at seeing goosebumps forming on his shoulders.

He didn't answer, or couldn't. She didn't care. Now she only wanted to get him to the same heights as he had brought her...

Link shuddered... her hand was right there! Right there! When his lips had found her beautiful, smooth, infinitely appetizing breast he had thought that, if they were to stop here, he would have no regrets. Now everything had turned upside down once again! All thinking had trickled away, decidedly downwards. Farore's mercy, he could feel the warmth of her hand through his trousers now! His face was leaning against her chest, the delightful softness still part of its world, but despite him unwilling to stop, he couldn't even concentrate on suckling any longer.

Then her hand left and he wanted to scream for it to return, just until his intoxicated mind realized what was about to happen. Both her hands against his belly, her fingers pointing downward, they were already between his skin and his pants. He felt the muscles in his abdomen contract, just as hers had done, before consciously relaxing them again. Almost as if in a trance, his hands left her skin to push against the ground, lifting his bottom off, hoping to all three that she was indeed about to do what he hoped she would.

Oh goddess...

Slowly he felt his underpants move, guided by her hands. Further and further they slid as time seemed to come to a near stop. Suddenly he could intimately feel even the slightest brush of her hands against his thighs, his face against her chest, her still clothed legs against his... suddenly everything was a source of excitement and his breath briefly caught in his throat. Goddess above, she would see! See... all of him! Instantly he could understand the moment of fear he had sensed in her. But... she wanted to... she was undressing him! Whole firestorms coursed over his skin at the realization. He felt himself swallow... despite everything, he still was a bit ashamed of his body... especially this part which was so stubbornly out of control. But nonetheless, there could be no question that he wanted her to continue. His excitement even heightened by fear, he craved her looks... and her touch.

Time returned as if it had never left. Link opened his eyes as his trousers were nearly far enough that he would be fully exposed. He didn't want to seem as if he was hiding...

Leaning back just a bit, avoiding to look at her face for now, he saw as his manhood jumped up, finally free of its prison, the night air cool over hot skin.

Goddess, her fingers were close... just a hand's breadth away, still grabbing the fabric of his pants. She was still...

His curiosity and uncertainty taking the better of him, he looked up at her face. Many things he had expected and feared... worry, insecurity, disgust, even fright... But not this... for just an instant, while looking down, she had that scholarly look, as if identifying a new, captivating specimen. Then her eyes swivelled up to his and her face instantly became a mischievous, almost devilish smile... so much so that, just for a second, he was slightly afraid...

"Someone's hungry..." she repeated for the third time with that naughty look that violently threatened to shatter his composure.

Despite wanting to grab her hand and lead her to his middle, he too gave her a breathless grin. "Can you blame me?" he asked.

"If you weren't, I might…" she mumbled. Her hand twitched... he could feel her hesitation. But at the moment he was too... everywhere and, frankly, too bloody afraid to know what to do. His whole body was quaking, both anxious and yearning for her touch... The sight, and feel, of his exposed stiffness to, undoubtedly, his dream-girl, was... too indescribably surreal for him to even hope to react...

He didn't have to hope...

Zelda, swallowing, her fingers trembling, she let her right hand move towards him. She couldn't say what she had expected... to see or to feel... Now, that he was before her, bereft of any defence... she found she liked the sight of him even more... Whether it was that ultimate sign of trust from him to her, or just her considerable arousal, it didn't matter... what she saw pleased her... and, despite having been vaguely fearful for what seeing him down there might cause her to feel, she... knew she lusted for it as another part of him to love. It was neither weird, nor fearsome, nor repulsive... it was him. And he was hers.

Her fingers brushed against him and she heard his shuddering breath… she hesitated, completely unsure what to do… she realized that despite all theoretical knowledge, she still had really no concept of… anything. How to touch, where to touch, what to bloody do…The last thing she wanted right now was to cause him discomfort… the thought of him pushing her hands away, telling her that it wasn't working at all, was a dreadful one… She felt his apprehension, though her own mind was far to befuddled to detect whether it came from anticipation or worry… Then again… he had, so far, known what to do, hadn't he? Instinctively, that is… maybe it all wasn't so terribly complicated as her ever persistent analytical mind thought?

Trying to rekindle some of her earlier boldness, she let her fingertips touch it again and remain... Again, a sharp intake of air, but also a twitch from his hips, decidedly towards her hand and not away… Gently, she let her questing hand grab it, which caused his belly to spasm and him to sigh. Unable to stop herself from grinning, she let her hand move towards the tip of his part. Another sigh, as well as an involuntary movement from his leg, rocking her whole body. A nervous, but quite delighted giggle escaped her… she loved the noises he was making, loved his helpless twitching, the intensely concentrated and erotic look on his face, eyes closed and jaw clenched… Zelda also had to admit that she liked the feel of him in her hand, the soft, yet unexpectedly rigid and hot feel of his manhood… It was a wildly exciting sensation to be gripping him there and to see what it did to him. When her hand had reached his tip, she brought it back down, slowly peeling his foreskin away, revealing the slightly darker skin underneath. The effects on him were immediate and magnificent. A shuddering moan, a spasm through his body and his hips involuntary bucking so he slid even further through her fingers. She smiled with glee that such a simple touch could turn this strong, confident warrior to putty in her hands, that a tiny movement on his flesh could send him cascading into pleasure that he couldn't even control himself any more. Biting her lip impishly, enraptured, by his adorable helplessness in her hands, and his complete submission, she began moving her hand rhythmically up and down. Despite the sight of his strangely appealing member in her palm fascinating her to no end, she wanted to look at his face again. By now his head was thrown back, his mouth open, breathing fast and heavily… The acutely erotic display of enjoyment on this gorgeous boy's features even furthered her own arousal. The thought of what would hopefully come next nearly took her breath away from hot anticipation… but for now, seeing him like this, seeing his body react so violently to her every tiny movement… not in her wildest dreams had she thought that she could get this thrilled…

Link was lost… his body was sending new, unspeakable signals crisscross through every nerve and muscle… No nocturnal alone-activity he had done could even come close, could even compare to what her wonderful, fantastic hand was doing to him right now. He had completely, willingly, relinquished control over to her and the sheer might of the pleasure she was giving him nearly made him lose his mind.

It only took only 10 seconds, maybe, before his pleasure threatened to culminate in one mind-shattering climax… despite every cell in his body praying that it might continue, he didn't want to… Did she know what would happen if she continued? It would go… everywhere!

Oh goddess… his hips bucked one last time and he knew it was too late… He felt the first violent convulsion of his orgasm, and at the same time the heart-stopping dread of her being disgusted by what would come of it! In a barely coordinated action his hands snapped over his member just as he felt his own release…

To his absolute shock, he saw that he had been too late… a little bit hit Zelda's naked shoulder! Panic yanking him agonizingly out of the glorious moment, he felt his eyes widen as he perceived her surprised expression as she looked from his cupping hands to her side where he had hit her. So excruciatingly interrupted in his high-point, he was now nearly stunned and had no idea what to do.

"Oh goddess Zelda I'm so sorry, please, oh shit, I'm… here let me… argh!" he stammered, his heart pounding. He had almost tried to wipe off the blob on her skin with his hand, with which he had just deflected most of it, and had only barely stopped himself in time. He reached over to the stream, washing his hand in horror-fuelled haste before wiping the disgraceful trace of his climax off of her pristine skin. "Th-There, off… I'm such an idiot, I'm sorry, I…" he blabbered, as he looked at her face, expecting stunned revulsion, but… wait… she was… looking amused?! What his eyes told him made so little sense to his brain, that he just stared, dumbfounded. Then she exploded in laughter, which confused him even more. What in the world was going on?!

Her left hand gently cupped his cheek. "If only you knew how adorable you just were!" she squeezed out between giggling.

Still befuddled by her apparent lack of outrage, he tentatively asked: "So… you're not upset that…"

She scrunched up her face in a softly chiding way and shook her head. "Dummy!" she growled and pulled him towards her, so that she could kiss her. Slowly the abject panic was replaced by relief. Link felt himself join into her giggling, now light-headed that the horror he had been sure would follow, turned out to be completely unfounded.

"Goddess, I was so sure you would be… well… disgusted…" he muttered when their kiss broke, glancing up at her, still a tiny bit doubtful.

"Well…" she said pensively, raising her right hand… which was… covered… much to his renewed shock. She inspected it critically, obviously slightly unsure what to make of it, rubbing her rather slippery fingers. Link watched her, wide-eyed, hoping that, well… it wouldn't put her off future… adventures together…

Finally she shrugged and casually rinsed it off in the stream. "Not that special, really…"

He released the incredibly tension filled breath he had been holding. "Din's hellfire, I… I thought you would, well… have a fit…" he mumbled truthfully.

She snorted, again with that slightly chiding expression. "Why? I can just wash it off!" she chuckled. Link couldn't even fathom his own relief… but then again, what had he expected? This was the girl that hadn't hesitated to go into a soot covered smithy, that had gleefully joined him in a mud-fight, that had proven that she didn't fear blood and gore…

"Besides…" she said, interrupting his introspection. "…it definitely means that I did something right, doesn't it?" The look of mischief on her still erotically flushed face, combined with that impish, sexy voice of hers… Link swallowed and felt the fire in his loins return. The brief moment of panic had wilted his member, but now… with her still clearly in the mood… he sensed the blood flowing eagerly back. And with it his hunger… With his climax so brutally interrupted, his body yearned for more…

Zelda, a little surprised, saw the inferno take hold of his eyes once again, instantly, as if she had flipped a switch. Before she could react, he lunged at her, as hungry as before, and continued devouring her lips. As she felt his arousal, her own lust, only briefly suspended, returned in full force… she had been mildly disappointed when he had, well, gone limp in her hand after his orgasm… she was delighted and, weirdly, proud that it was her that had availed him this glorious moment, and found that she would love the opportunity to do it again, only to glimpse his adorable face at his apex again, but… still, it would have left her without such release… But now, seeing, or, more accurately, feeling how alight he still was…

With a low, almost animalistic growl he took hold of her shoulders and pushed her back until she was lying on the soft grass. Their mouths were locked together, as were their hips. She felt his once again rigid member pressing against her belly, which sent those amazing sparks through her brain again. Goddess, she was dying to touch it again, but… she had dominated him enough, for now… She gladly gave control back to him as he pinned her under his body, which was equally exciting, but in a different way. His hands once again trailed downwards, found her breasts again, which made the world turn inside her head. She adored his touch there, but… hopefully he would go even further?

He slid slightly off of her, much to her disappointment, but, delightfully, that gave him room to let his left hand travel downwards.

Zelda's mind roared and trembled at the prospect of what he would do next… the possibilities, the uncertainty, the almost complete submission to his whim… nothing imaginable could top this excitement she was feeling.

His mouth, too, left and made its way down, trailing kisses as it went. His questing lips found her awaiting nipple just as his fingers were at the hem of her trousers. Her senses went wild, she almost had an attack of vertigo as the blood rushed through her veins… She felt her middle eager for him, wet and tingling… A quick thought was spent for hoping that he would be… informed what that meant, but… for now, all her doubts were buried under layers upon layers of pleasure and lust.

Because her head was spinning, she had to grip his hair, and the firm muscle on his back, to regain some stability… He seemed to take it as encouragement, which she didn't mind at all. He redoubled his ministrations with his mouth, both tonguing and sucking on her sensitive skin… and, finally, he allowed his hand under the waistband and to the place where she so eagerly wanted it to be…

Link's world was tumbling deliciously down into wonderful, sexual madness. The indescribably excitement of feeling this magnificent girl under him, twisting and trembling as his hand meandered to her middle made him wish it could last forever. It was surprising to him how much pleasure he could derive from simply making her feel good, giving her all the attention, without expecting anything back… like she had done before…

As his fingers entered her pants, brushed briefly over a few crisp, yet soft hairs and found a wonderful, warm wetness to explore, he nearly lost all composure though. His once again painfully erect manhood demanded to be introduced to where his hand was, but Link elected to be patient a little longer.

He tentatively let his fingers cup Zelda's middle, which made her whole body writhe involuntarily, and moan in that squeaky way which he adored to no end.

Goddess above, he loved seeing her reactions, they thrilled him spectacularly. But… well… he felt that the whole situation was a tiny bit unfair… him completely nude and she still half clothed…

Gently, he let his hand slip back out, not the least bit put off by just how wet it had become in mere seconds… on the contrary…

"No…!" she whimpered, her voice high and shaky.

'Someone's hungry…' He didn't say it, but the realization of her sexual arousal still filled him with glee. Instead he gave her a brief but very intense kiss on the lips before letting his hands open the bindings of her trousers and pulling her downwards. Giving a tiny squeal, she raised her bottom. Once the pesky things were off, he, well, attempted to steal a glance at what he had uncovered… sadly, that was doomed to fail… while the fireflies shared just enough light for him to make out her ivory skin and even her facial expression, it was too dark to go exploring down there… another time, then, he thought, and the idea filled him with anticipation for hopefully hundreds more such enchanting, breathless, heart-pounding occasions.

His visual sense impeded, he immediately resumed his attention to his sense of touch… that, at least, didn't depend on light…

Zelda felt herself tremble and the goosebumps were back on her shoulders. There she lay, utterly naked before him… It was a bit like before, but better… and worse… She wanted him to see her, completely, everything off… she wanted to be naked, with him… But for now, she was glad for the darkness. The idea of him… eyeing her down there… closely, was… disturbing… yet oddly arousing as well.

There it was! That face again, that beautiful expression of pure, innocent, mesmerized joy… that wonderful, soft love on his features, just by looking at her! Goddess, she could lose herself in his eyes, this moment could last forever for all she cared! But… She too wanted to see more of him, she admitted to herself… and blushed, which she found absolutely ridiculous after what they had already done… But still… she wanted to see every last bit of him, touch every singly spot… and kiss it… just as she wanted that done to her by him. All those thoughts raced through her mind in an instant upon seeing his handsome face, gazing upon her in pure bliss. There were no words for how much it excited her!

But she was suddenly yanked out of her reverie when his hands once again resumed their questing. Before she could think, his fingers were once again between her legs, which instantly banished all coherent thought in favour of mindless ecstasy. Involuntarily she clamped her legs together, which, on one hand, pressed his hand even closer to her, but also left him little room to manoeuvre.

"Am I… Am I hurting you?" he asked, clearly worried.

"No!" she nearly screamed. "Keep going!"

Fighting against reflex, she loosened the muscles in her legs to allow him the access that he, and she, desired.

His fingers moved and sent her flying through wet, hot clouds of lust. She could feel every tiny movement, all her attention centred around her sex. She felt her body twitch uncontrollably as his fingers parted her lips… It was obvious he had no idea what he was doing, but just the sensation of being touched by someone else… him… it drove her wild! She reached between her legs and grabbed his hand. She searched until she had found his index and middle finger, then guided it up and down a few times, before showing them the place to enter her. As she did so, felt his mouth once again close around her breast, much to her delight. With both his hot tongue and his fingers caressing her, she felt close to bursting from intensely tingling pleasure. But she held herself back, as hard as it was.

"Link…" she breathed. "Please… now…" She hoped he would understand.

He stopped and raised his head to look at her. His face was flushed, excited, maddeningly erotic… and questioning. He understood. She nodded.

Quickly, eagerly, he moved between her legs, which she had now spread for him. She had to watch… the sight of him, hovering between her thighs, his manhood so very close to her middle… the tension was nearly enough to make her scream like crazy!

He leaned forward, supporting himself with his right, leading himself with his left. She felt it touch her, a rain of electricity pouring over her, every sense heightened to the extreme. Slowly, she felt him put pressure on her… She felt his thundering arousal almost as much as her own… it took all his self control to go as slowly as he did… but she was thankful…

Tentatively, he entered her, the feeling of his flesh inside hers stampeding all over her senses. He breathed something unintelligible, lost in his own almost overpowering arousal and pleasure… Zelda felt his hardness spread her, millimetre by millimetre, wonderfully gently… A sudden, slight twinge of pain… she gasped slightly and grabbed him somewhere.

He stopped instantly. "Is it bad?" he asked between his own heavy breaths.

She shook her head. It wasn't. Just a bit sudden… "Just wait… please…" she breathed. She hoped, she prayed that they wouldn't have to stop… not because of this... hoped that it would just go away...

She felt him lower his head, obviously careful not to move his lower body. His lips brushed lightly against hers, soothing, asking wordlessly for her wellbeing… Lifting her head, she returned his affection, hoping to mend the dent in his and her arousal that the pain had caused. She placed her hand in the nape of his neck and pulled him closer. He left her lips, raining kisses and nibbles over her cheek, her jaw, her neck… He knew just what to do… the pain faded, washed away by renewed, even more potent desire. Tentatively, she moved her hips, wanting to feel him again. That spot within her still felt a bit raw… but the sensation of his member kissing her innermost place, and the pleasure it brought were far more powerful. Absentmindedly, she noticed that the place she had grabbed her earlier was his right buttock… perfect! Now, instead of bracing against it, she gently pushed him down.

He responded immediately, none of his erotic hunger gone. As tenderly as before, he buried himself in her, further and further… Zelda gasped multiple times, sometimes when it stung, but definitely mostly in pure pleasure. He, too, moaned throatily, his mouth just by her ear… She felt him tremble in her and in her hands, just as she trembled herself. She felt his hip against hers, delightful warmth spreading through her from his entire length, from where he entered to his tip deep within her. He lay on her now, belly to belly, chest to chest… He exhaled, groaning in ecstatic pleasure by her ear…

Zelda felt complete… with him against her… within her… she was complete… she closed her eyes and embraced him, pulled him close, letting her one hand rest on the back of his head, where it could ruffle his hair. Right now was the perfect moment… She enjoyed the sound of his heavy, lusty breathing. She enjoyed his mind-numbingly sexy smell, more intense now than ever before. She enjoyed the feeling of him all over her, the feeling of maximal closeness to him, both physically and emotionally.

Paradise.

He waited… she realized he was waiting for her… This incredibly selfless boy, who probably wanted nothing more than finally ravage her… Zelda felt so much love stream warmly through her mind and body that tears welled up in her eyes… thank goddess he couldn't see her right now. She decided to suspend this emotionality for now… and get back to what they both wanted.

Still having him pressed so wonderfully close against her entire body, she began moving and twisting her hips. The pleasure was intense, even the little movements deep within her were wildly stimulating.

Taking her invitation he lifted his hip as far as it would go while being held by her, then, still gently, thrust it back down.

Inside her head, everything went white. Thank goddess she hadn't let him wait any longer!

Link, already barely in control of his own body, felt his mind go numb while his body went hopelessly aflame. He had waited all he could… waited for her command, her signal, any tell that he could go ahead… everything, from the tips of his hair to his toes was on fire, yearning to move…

If he let himself, he knew he would hit his climax immediately, so potent was the feeling of being inside her, completely engulfed by her wonderful, hot body. It took all his concentration not to go absolutely wild… both because he feared hurting her, and because he hoped that she might join him in this near mindless ride to the peak of pleasure.

When she grinded her hips against him and let him feel himself inside her, all restraint was lost… He moved, purely on reflex, giving nearly all control to his body, just barely holding on. He heard himself groan, not of his own volition, as the incomparable feeling of being in her drove him to near insanity. He couldn't focus on anything else… maybe her hot breath against his shoulder as she held on to him… all inhibition, all worry was forgotten… he moaned and whimpered into her ear as he tried to move for maximum pleasure, his whole body quaking, unable to process the immense sensations coursing through him. Pleasure, love, devotion, affection… all concentrated wordlessly in this moment. While all his longing in his hopelessly overwrought brain was looking for its release, there was still a part of him that prayed that he gave her pleasure too…

Zelda gasped and moaned in ever increasing intensity. Every time she felt him penetrate her innermost places she couldn't help but squeak in pure delight. She had her face buried in the place where his shoulder became his neck, breathing in his scent at every turn, gripping the flesh on his back and his hair.

She was close… so deliciously close… all his prior ministrations had made sure of that… nothing mattered, just the pure, innocent feeling of him close to her, lost in a wild, barely controlled dance of constantly changing domination and submission.

His moans of intense pleasure were the song of angels, his breath against her ear the most gentle wind, his hardness inside her the gift of the goddesses, driving her to unimaginable new heights.

She was almost there, almost… how much she wanted to share this moment with him… this and every moment… she hoped to all goddesses that might listen that his joy was as acute as hers…

With one last thrust of his hips he sent her over the edge, free-falling into a hot, rough sea of pure, electric pleasure, raking through her body, making her writhe underneath him with uncontrollable whimpers and squeaks. She pulled him close with all her might as the force of her orgasm threatened to whisk her away to far, magical places, but she wanted to stay with him… her knees clamped his hips, controlled by pure, primitive delight as wave after wave of her climax coursed through her as he kept thrusting.

She felt him convulse and hug her back as hotness spread inside her, he too reaching his climax with a long, low groan. They both danced their age old, violently convulsing dance, unified, together in their shared moment of an absolute high. None of them thinking, or worrying… just feeling the white-hot joy of the peak of togetherness.

Zelda felt him slow inside of her as the whiteness in her head subsided. She knew he was still riding his high-point and delighted in the whimpering sighs he was making that betrayed his wonderful sensation. She waited for him, holding him close, almost wishing that this moment could last forever…

Slowly his taut muscles relaxed and she felt him nearly collapse on herself as his member wilted inside of her. He rolled off of her, but she held him close, moving with him. He was tired and so was she… the day had brought many excitements… But she didn't want to let go, she couldn't… If it were her choice, she would stay unified for all eternity, here, on this patch of grass in a clearing of some forest, surrounded by fireflies. She felt him hug her, weakly, completely exhausted. She smiled… He was hers and she was his… now more than ever…

There were no words and none were needed… she felt him slowly sink into sleep and she knew she would soon follow. She took just a few more moments to enjoy the heat of his naked body against hers… As her eyes closed she felt completely content and safe in his arms.

The afterglow of their shared, life-changing experience lead them gently to the sweetest slumber… both already half dreaming, their last thoughts were for each other and the newfound intensity of their love.

This is the first time I have ever written something like this and it was surprisingly difficult... I tried my best to make it both erotic and still (slightly) sophisticated... I have no idea if I succeeded...
I'm not yet sure whether I will write another one... We'll see...