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– Shadow Rendezvous –
Chapter 2
/ "It…It can't be…" she uttered as her hand subconsciously settled over her belly, her mind racing a mile a minute as she puzzled the pieces together.
Impa knew deep down there was no denying it; she was pregnant.
With Link's child.
Impa's feelings on the matter were…a whirlwind: a lot of them all at once, positive and negative, in a mad rush. But amidst that maelstrom of emotions she knew one thing for certain.
She had to lay low until the child was born. If word got out that Impa was pregnant it would only be a matter of time before someone connected the dots and then the information would spread like a wildfire! The Gerudo were secretive and many would believe Nabooru's daughter was the result of the Gerudo Chief's relations with a random man, but the Hylian queen's aide? The Sheikah may be the most taciturn – not to mention that Impa was one of the last of her people – but surely people knew that the only man she was close to was Link.
It was a risk Impa couldn't take. Her pregnancy had to be kept a secret and to keep it she had to disappear from the public eye – vanish from the castle entirely and the thought broke her heart.
Alas, she had trained Zelda well. The queen was not helpless and she had Link by her side. They lived in a time of peace and prosperity too! It should be safe for her to disappear for a while, she reckoned.
…But not before a proper goodbye and an explanation for her dear Zelda. And before those, a proper plan, for the coming months would be increasingly arduous.
So Impa got up and walked over to her desk, paper and quill at the ready. Once she had everything prepared she would send a message to the Royal Family…
She wetted her lips.
And perhaps with another night to remember./
A few months passed. Impa had opted to change her clothing, now sporting an old Sheikah kimono of dark blue colours to better hide her body when she absolutely needed to leave her home. She had sent word some time back to Her Majesty that she needed to take some time off for crucial reasons, but she hadn't confided in her for the reasons; that topic was best to discuss in person.
With a message sent earlier on to the royal couple, Impa prepared her home for their arrival, should they accept her invitation. There was no reason for them to refuse, she reckoned, but there was a part of Impa who worried nonetheless. Her house was now dimly lit by candles in a trail up to the loft where the Sheikah woman sat by the bed, waiting.
Her heart was pounding. Over these past few months her pregnancy had become more apparent and tonight she would finally confide this to the two people who needed to know.
How would they react, she wondered. Given their night with Nabooru and news of her child being born they wouldn't have anything against it; they had initiated the night that led to Impa's current situation in the first place after all!
…It was different from Nabooru's though, and Impa recognized that. The Gerudo Chief didn't need to disclose who the father was as the Gerudo didn't live with men in the first place, but it wasn't that easy for Impa. Her child would be half Sheikah after all and as a new Sheikah being born from a race that barely existed anymore, that would garner attention from all over. And if anyone found out it was Link's child as well…
Doubt gnawed at her, but she couldn't back out now. Zelda was Nayru's chosen; she would know. Somehow she always did.
A string of noises broke Impa out of her train of thought: a sharp, specific set of knocking, just as she had instructed in her letter.
They were here. Impa's heart nearly jumped out of her chest right then and there and a bolt of heat settled between her thighs.
The door clicked open shortly after. From the loft she saw the cloaked couple hurry inside before closing and locking the door behind them.
They pulled back their hoods and met her eyes almost immediately. With Impa's heart hammering away already, she merely smiled and waved in greeting.
Zelda and Link smiled back and then looked at one another; they smirked amiably before they hung up their cloaks and headed upstairs.
Impa watched them with barely concealed eagerness as Zelda chuckled.
"I take it that it's a night of pleasure you want, dear Impa," she then said.
The Sage of Shadow nodded and stood up, and showed off her robe; its length ended just below her knees and was slowly coming off by her shoulders while showing an appreciative amount of cleavage. It was a stunning black with dark-blue trims and with a loosely tied obi-sash in crimson barely holding it all together, and Impa didn't miss the way the couple kept stealing glances at the sash as if to will it undone.
She smirked, her cheeks growing warm. She lightly tugged as the end of the obi between thumb and index-finger, and gently pulled.
The article fell down graciously, pooling around the Sheikah's feet. Her body was bared before the Queen and her Lord-Husband and a rush of heat settled at the apex between her thighs.
"Ooh." Zelda gasped softly, her – and Link's – gaze shifting towards the older woman's belly. "You're ripe with child. I understand now."
The way Link in particular drank in the sight of her with such smoulder in his eyes was exhilarating.
"I needed time to mull over my situation and to rest," Impa admitted. "My apologies for not disclosing this matter right away…Zelda."
The Queen smiled and shook her head. The distance between them was closed with few quick steps and followed by a gentle embrace. "You have nothing to apologize for, my dear Impa. If anything, I'm happy for you."
"Zelda…Ah!"
Lithe hands mapped out a path from the Sheikah's back and down along the full curve of her buttocks, and squeezed. "Please let your worries disappear. We came here on your request and we have a long night ahead of us," she huskily uttered into the Sheikah's ear (tiptoeing to do so) and giggled. "May I ask you to help me out of my dress?"
Impa stepped back with a certain gleam in her crimson eyes and smirked. The queen was overdressed for the occasion after all. "My pleasure." She sidled up behind the young queen.
Before the night reached its peak, the three of them basked in carnal desires once more as Impa, the Sage of Shadow, silently revelled in the insane pleasure of bedding the Hero of Time.
Before long the Hylian couple had joined the Sheikah's state of undress and climbed into her bed. No sooner than that had Impa, to the couple's surprise, cupped Link's cheeks and kissed him soundly. Unexpected yet hot-blooded and bold, the kiss was unlike any the two of them had shared before: a sensual dance with their tongues, a wanton hunger that burned hotter than ever. She ran a hand through his blond locks and caressed the small of his back as she pushed flush up against him, her belly prodding against his abdomen.
Using her taller frame Impa pushed Link down with ease, pupils dilated and dark with desire as she eyed the Hylian's battle-worn body up and down. Her lips curled and she smirked down at the him, the man whose child she was currently carrying, as she gently straddled him. As much as Impa greatly enjoyed and desired foreplay, her libido was like a smouldering furnace and her pussy needed a good, proper quenching.
Their eyes met again. Link was flushed and his eyes heavy-lidded. Calloused hands settled over the Sheikah's toned, thick thighs and wandered up to her hips, gave them a squeeze, over her baby-bump with tender carefulness, before finally making their way to the full, malleable mounds. He cupped and palmed Impa's breasts with relish and the Sage of Shadow let out a sultry moan in response, edging him on for more as she arched into him, pushing her belly against him.
Link's hands mapped out Impa's body with an eagerness that sent a shiver along her frame. Her sex, slick and dripping, quivered in anticipation and Link's glans brushed ever so slightly against it…
Impa leaned down and claimed his parted lips, and the young Hylian was swift to reciprocate. It was shamelessly passionate, open-mouthed and loving; they desired each other fiercely.
`By Hylia…She really wanted this…Look at her.´ Zelda watched from the side-line, amused and increasingly turned-on by the performance. Her heart hammered and cheeks were flushed warm, and she was certain there was a wet spot beneath her on the bed by now. Transfixed, she let the pair go at it with the touching and kissing until Impa broke away.
The Sage of Shadow kept Link down on his back while she crawled over, a vixenish grin on her lips. Link looked up at her, panting heavily like a dog, as the Sheikah slowly embraced his head with her thighs, and her musky arousal hit his nostrils.
With a content sigh, Impa took her rightful seat (completely smothering Link beneath her in the process), and trembled; Link lapped a path along her slick labia and over her engorged clit, collecting the honeyed essence of her arousal with a ravenous hunger that sent little bolts of pleasure through the Sheikah's body. He ate her out and shifted her hood with his flexible muscle to delve said muscle inside wet heat.
"AH!" Impa let out, her voice throaty and loud. Her loins squeezed down on either side of Link's head as he reached sweet spots that had her see stars. "O-Ooh Liink…!"
The Hero of Time drank her all in, relishing in servicing the sexy Sheikah Sage, stuck underneath sweltering wetness. The heat and the musk were intoxicating, and Impa's string of husky moans (for as much as he could hear with his ears smothered by bronze loins) was music to his ears!
Link couldn't keep his hands to himself; he explored nooks and crannies of the Sheikah's thighs and squeezed possessively before he carefully sought purchase on Impa's belly. The Sage of Shadow smiled and bit down on her lips as the father of her child caressed her baby bump, her heart fluttering—
"I'll get him ready for you," Zelda stated as she crawled over and earned her attendant's attention. She winked at Impa, flipped her long hair over her shoulder, and dipped low to swipe her tongue over Link's throbbing, neglected shaft.
"Zelda…" Impa uttered, a husky whisper of awe.
The Queen pursed her lips against the glans for a wet kiss and it pulsated against her mouth. She licked it, swirled her flexible muscle around the head before she ran it along the shaft's underside all the way down to the seam of the balls, and repeated the motion. Muffled, Link gasped beneath the Sheikah in response to his wife's oral ministrations, and the Sage of Shadow could only spectate with lustful mirth, stimulated and trembling with ecstasy.
Zelda soon took the first couple of inches inside her mouth, her cheeks hollowed out as she applied suction. Link tensed and bucked his hips to force a few more inches inside that wet oral cavern and Zelda humoured her husband; she began to bob her head at a slow, steady pace, gradually taking more of him inside and coating his manhood in saliva.
A ripple of pleasure ran along Impa's core and she quivered, and squeezed down harder on the poor(?) Hylian below whilst she enjoyed the show. Her dear Zelda was sucking Link off, eyes ablaze with lust, and seeing the Queen of Hyrule like this again ignited a fire in the Sheikah.
The Hylian queen unhurriedly pulled away from her husband's cock with an audible `pop´, a small splatter of saliva and precum scattering, and a single string of drool connected the tip with Zelda's lips before she licked it up, and pushed her ample chest against the slick, rigid manhood. With little manoeuvring the Queen managed to find a comfortable position so she could squeeze her breasts around the shaft, and began to move.
Another flicker of bliss rolled over Impa and she bit down on her bottom-lip. It was difficult to focus on anything but Link's talented tongue and his firm hands, but she tried her damndest to watch Zelda stimulate her husband's length with her bosom.
The slick friction allowed her to move with practiced ease and, judging by the cock's twitching and the way Link's hips jerked in staccato, the Hero was greatly enjoying the soft, slippery sensation! Zelda giggled and kept his manhood smothered by her breasts. Precum leaked from the tip and gradually smeared her cleavage with each motion.
Between the three of them it was Impa's voice that echoed over her house; a loud litany and askance for more when she couldn't keep her voice down. Her heart was racing and her body burned oh so sweetly.
"Impa." The Sheikah glanced down at the Hylian queen and shivered as their eyes met. "He's ready for you."
Impa's breath hitched. Zelda smirked.
With some reluctance and even more difficulty, Impa managed to shift away from her seat and Link breathed in deeply, his face covered a sheen of sweat and the Sheikah's essence. His eyes were glassy and blinked to get used to the candlelight before he met Impa's gaze…and then drank in the sight as she straddled him anew.
In the fiery glow of the candlelight and the dancing shadows, Impa looked right in her element. Hair small ponytail was undone and cascaded over her neck, a shock of messy silver. Her cheeks were gently red, her tan breasts capped with dusky nipples swollen and jiggling slightly, and her belly round. Her silver curls which crowned her wet sex were damp and her thighs were shaking as the Sage of Shadow adjusted herself right above Link's engorged dick.
Their eyes met again. She winked and blew him a kiss playfully.
And then she lowered her hips and fully sheathed him inside. It was still a snug fit; the pair moaned out loud as twitching, rigid flesh was plunged deep into velvety wet heat.
"Link!" Impa arched back and braced herself against the Hylian's calves before steadying herself. "Oh Link…!"
Finally! This was what she had needed for a good while now; the quenching of her fiery lust!
Her movements were frantic. There was no slow build-up, only a desire, a need to move and feel that thick, pulsating flesh strain against inner, squeezing muscles as it hit those sweet spots just right!
The bed rocked and joined the cacophony of sounds that now filled the Sheikah's abode as Impa got into a steady rhythm. Link's shaft reached deep with each pounding she did as she bounced and jerked her hips. She rode him like a bucking stallion, except she was the one who bucked wildly. The Hylian was content to be ridden, his face twisted in ecstasy and hands gripping her loins.
Impa was lost in a lustful trance that she didn't even register that Zelda had sidled up to her until the Queen began to caress her body with soothing yet possessive touches. "Ah! Z-Zelda—"
Zelda chuckled and caressed her belly all over. She was careful, as expected, but there was something sensual in the way she did it. Impa couldn't stop moving, but it didn't stop the Hylian from enjoying her body and soon she was cupping the Sheikah's endowed breasts with relish, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh.
"Zelda…!" Her touch sent a pleasurable jolt over Impa's chest.
"You're so beautiful, Impa." The Queen's voice was disarmingly low. "Especially when you allow yourself to take it easy and…relax."
Impa met her gaze only to find Zelda mere inches in front of her, and that was the only warning she got before the Hylian kissed her soundly. It was deep, a declaration of love and lust in equal measure, conveyed through pursed lips and slithering tongues, and the Sheikah answered in kind. It wasn't until the need for oxygen became alarmingly clear that the two parted, a single thread of saliva bridging their lips despite Impa's frantic riding.
Zelda smirked, pecked Impa on her cheek, and stepped back to enjoy the show her husband and attendant were giving her while she leaned back against a pillow pushed to the wall. Her chest burned and so did her dripping pussy as she watched her old caretaker – who was pregnant with Link's child – and her husband rut like beasts. It was oddly erotic, she thought to herself, to watch Link bed another woman (and one whom they were both close friends with no less) just like it had been to watch Link bed Malon and Nabooru.
No; bedding was far too refined and posh for what was happening. They were fucking, hard, fast, and shamelessly. Link had fucked the ranch woman who had viewed him as her knight in shining armour; he had fucked the chief of the Gerudo and provided her with an heir worthy to lead the next generation.
…Why did the thought of Link and the entire Gerudo tribe flash before her mind?
And why…was it so enticing?
Filing that thought away for later, Zelda leaned back with a hand between her legs and a hand over her breast. She wetted her lips, gaze fixated on the couple right beside her, and stimulated herself through sharp pinching and fingering herself with the same rhythm of Impa's bucking.
Link suddenly sat back up and gently pushed Impa down on the bed. His hands roamed over her body as if he was committing it to memory before he coaxed the Sheikah to roll over and get on her hands and knees with subtle hints.
She smirked back at the Hero, her pussy twitching with need. She wiggled her derriere as if beckoning Link and almost immediately was his cock sheathed back inside her in one slick thrust.
"Ooh…"
She clutched at the sheets. The sensation of being filled sent a warm wave coursing through her body and judging by how Link groaned and didn't move at first the feeling was mutual.
And then he began to move and he moved – moved like a beast befitting their position as he loomed over her from behind, his hands pawing at Impa's full, swinging breasts and her belly. Impa rocked in time with his thrusts, a shiver of pleasure running along her spine and spreading through her nerves from Link's swift pounding! Her toes curled and knuckles turned white from the strain, her mind heady. The slapping of flesh against flesh filled the small abode.
This was exactly like last time – but even better! – and the time Link and Nabooru had engaged in feral coitus, Impa thought to herself. Kinda ironic, kinda erotic. The Hylian's hands kneaded bronze, supple skin, from bosom to hips, the latter of which he gripped possessively as he hammered his shaft deep into wet, velvety depths. The Sheikah moaned out loud and squeezed down on him, her eyes rolling back as she saw stars! Link was fucking her, desperate to mete out pleasure for them both, with strength and speed behind his hips like never before.
"Yes, yes, yes…! Right there, j-just like that…!"
Link somehow picked up his pace and Impa's reserved demeanour (or what was left of it) finally eroded away; the ecstasy that had built up in the pit of her stomach was beginning to come undone.
"Link! Link!"
"Impa…!"
Her pussy tightened as he called her name.
"Again…! Say my name…!"
"Impa…Impa!" Link uttered, husky and strangled. The raw want in his voice as he fucked her like a dog, possessive and desperate, fuelled Impa's desire to be a wanted woman, to have someone who desired her like this—
"Impa." The soothing, sultry tone was Zelda's and the Sheikah met her gaze. The Queen was right in front of her and languidly lay down on her back before the Sage of Shadow, legs spread and sex dripping invitingly.
Impa caught on quick and wasted no time pressing her face against her ward's sex. Face down in musk and drenched curls, and ass up while getting taken from behind, Impa was losing it by the second. Whatever "it" was. She lapped up wet heat and breathed in the sweet scent, and focused on the small bundle of sensitive nerves at random intervals to the Hylian's pleasure.
Zelda buried a hand in silver-white tresses, urging the older woman to continue! Her legs locked around the Sheikah's head as she trembled, her orgasm quickly mounting after having stimulated herself to the couple for a while.
"Impaaaah!" Zelda cried out, shrill and loud!
The Sheikah tensed up, her tongue flexing and curling, but her mind was wiped clean; a bolt of heat, a fiery wave of euphoria, washed over her from her core, blooming with a goosebump-inducing ripple throughout her body.
Link wasn't far behind with just a few swift thrusts sending him over the edge and his whole frame went taut. His cock, engorged and pulsing, was buried down to the base as he ejaculated strong, copious ropes inside of the alluring Sheikah with a spike of bliss.
They all rode out their highs together until finally their bodies demanded rest. Impa fell to the side, into blissful sleep.
Impa stirred and blinked. Her house was dark; the candles had all burnt out. A lazy glance towards the windows revealed the faint rays of morning light.
`Already morning I see…´ She pushed herself up with some difficulty and caressed her stomach. Link and Zelda were still sleeping soundly on either side of her. They must've helped move Impa so she could sleep between them, she surmised.
Carefully, Impa made her way over to the edge of the bed and stretched her tired legs with a satisfying pop. She could probably whip something up for them, but her mind wandered as she glanced down at her baby bump.
It still felt surreal that she was pregnant. Many years ago she wouldn't even give it a thought, but after having taken care of Zelda for so long—
"Oh, Impa. You're up," Zelda stated with a lengthy yawn as she crawled over to the Sheikah whilst Link merely sat up, half-asleep still. "Impa?"
The Sage of Shadow flinched when a soft hand patted her shoulder. "A-apologies! I was-"
"-Staring into the wall," Zelda finished and giggled. Is something on your mind?"
Impa looked back down over her belly and traced its curves absentmindedly and drew small circles. "…To tell you the truth, Zelda, I'm…just trying to take it all in, still. Ever since I became your caretaker I've treated you like you were my own child with as much love as I would have for an actual daughter. I suppose I have always wanted one for myself, but I never really thought much about it. Until…" Her words trailed off.
The Hylian Queen rubbed her shoulder. "Until?"
The Sheikah smiled as she met Zelda's eyes. "Until I caught you with Nabooru. It made me realize that I wanted a child of my own, but there were so many things that, dare I say, scared me. I was convinced I was infertile. And I didn't want a baby with just anyone. When you and Link approached me that time I honestly didn't think it would lead to…" She gestured at her belly. "This. And now I've been blessed with what I realize I've wanted for a long time and I have Link to thank for it," she said and smiled at the male Hylian.
Zelda gently squeezed Impa's shoulder. "You don't look too happy about it."
"…It's Link's child. He is royalty now, not to mention the Hero of Time. People will figure out that he had a child with someone else – namely, me – and the scandal would be devastating. Nabooru does not need to worry as Gerudo children are always female save for one every hundred years, and the Gerudo genes are always dominant, but for me and Link there is no telling how much the child will resemble me or him. I can't keep it." Her heart sunk. "I can't keep it."
"Oh, Impa…" Slender arms pulled the Sheikah into a tight, comforting embrace." You don't have to worry about that. Link and I actually discussed this when you fell asleep last night."
"You…did?" She shot Zelda a puzzled glance.
"It's true that people will likely find out that the child is of both Sheikah and Hylian blood, they can never prove that it's from the union of you and Link," Zelda explained reassuringly. "You've kept to yourself and hidden your pregnancy. If you were to leave and birth your child elsewhere, away from prying eyes, then the `official´ story can be that you found a Sheikah child after having searched Hyrule for more of your tribe; there are so few of you Sheikah left that it would make sense that they are scattered and might've settled down with Hylians."
"Zelda…"
"And if you want, we can always adopt it when it's old enough. Our daughter would probably love a little sibling, and as my attendant you would still be there to help care and raise it. There are solutions to your worries, Impa. You don't need to worry. We're here for you."
Tears pricked the Sheikah's eyes. Link had moved up to them and offered a hug, and Impa leaned into their embrace with a smile on her lips.
"Thank you…"
x.x.x
Before long, Impa had given birth to a healthy little girl near the outskirts of Hyrule with a Gerudo healer watching over her; Nabooru had been clued in on the situation and had agreed to help out her fellow sages and the Hero.
When Impa returned with the "orphan" baby, she had wasted no time visiting the Royal couple and with an elated heart introduced them to the little tyke: Kana.
