Alternate title to this chapter: Link and Zelda get silly drunk.
The festival in this chapter WAS SO MUCH FUN. It's my kind of festival. I had a blast thinking of dumb contests and events.
Also, you're welcome to correct me if I get facts or lore wrong. I do my best~
My sense of humor is super childish, so enjoy naked Link fighting off a Bokoblin here in a minute.
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Link's dreams that night were of old memories.
A training exercise involving the entire battalion of royal knights was being conducted at the Castle Town Central Square late one afternoon as nine year old Link watched from the sidelines.
"Cowardice is something we do not tolerate in our ranks. A knight under the royal guard must always be willing to give his dedication and life to the cause of protecting the royal family. Leave behind your hesitancy. Leave behind your regrets, and fear of death. I would say all of you abide by this moral code," The Knight Commander began his lesson with.
The red faced leader glanced over to one knight in particular and narrowed his gaze. The young boy already knew his father was about to make an example out of the poor guy who was over there sweating bullets. Without looking in Link's direction, his father motioned with his hand for him to come over.
"Those of you who have been here long enough will remember my son Link," Commander Banzetta directed at everyone. "This lesson stuck with many of you well, but some of you are new, and don't realize the consequences that come along with treating your divine duty with laziness and cowardice. Benji, I would like you to step forward, and come over here."
The knight known as Benji had the complexion of puce as he dragged his feet towards the stone-faced looking child wielding an adult sized sword. He wasn't even wearing armor, just a blue sleeveless shirt and shorts, but the stance he took on was defensive, the sword pointed in Benji's direction.
The anxious fool looked to his commander and said, "Is this a joke?"
"You brag in towns to women of your unbridled chivalry and bravery, yet run and hide in fear when your comrades are in danger on the battlefield. If you're the brave, fearless, hero you claim, then I implore you. Challenge my son."
In the distance behind the fountain, a small blonde girl's head popped out. She had been listening in secrecy to the punishment unfold, but one person caught sight of her.
The young man made eye contact with the small girl, who had to be no more than seven or eight, and she gave him a quick, semi-toothless grin before falling back behind it again.
He blushed, then shook his head clear when his father said, "Link, are you ready?"
He nodded at his father, and briskly approached Benji.
"What the hell is wrong with you both?!" The sputtering Knight proclaimed.
He jumped back, and drew his sword quickly in time to deflect a swing. Every attempt Benji made, Link parried. Every swing Link made, got within inches of the knight's face before it was pulled away.
Preventing injury was, of course, the child's true intent and reasoning, but the man perceived it as taunting. At a certain point, the young boy was able to pommel strike the man's face, and grab his sword away.
"Get your ass back in line, Benji," the commander spat. "And start coming to your training exercises too."
Link handed the sword, the pommel end first, back over to the weeping doof, who slinked his way back over to his place by the rest of his comrades. Everyone besides those three (and the little girl) were trying not to laugh.
Link was looking back over towards the fountain again, trying to spot her. A servant and man in robes were guiding her away from her hiding spot, and up the road leading towards the castle. Her head was hung low, but before she was too far gone, she turned and gave Link one last, depressed look and waved bye. They pulled her along, and she turned back around again.
He blinked a few times, then quietly asked his father, "Was that the princess?"
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It was midday when the rustling tent awoke both Link and Zelda. He was much quicker to snap to than her, and was immediately on high alert. Something was trying to poke its spear and head inside.
"Oh my g- what the fuck," he exclaimed.
Zelda witnessed the moment Link's foot came into forceful contact with the silver bokoblin's face through the tent flap. He dove out, and in a manner unlike his usual, he began to beat the hell out of it with his fists while letting out an angry cry of war.
Zelda dashed over to the sword by the pot and slid it as hard as she could towards him. He was able to reach for it, with his other grip around the monster's neck, before he pierced it right in the chest. He was towering above it, and his scar covered backside and naked rear end were mostly all she could see.
The monster turned to black and purple smoke, and dissipated.
His head turned to her, "That thing was about to stab us. I can't believe it found its way over here, we're surrounded by cliffs."
"We always run the risk of these things when we camp out, but I know you'll never let anything happen to us. I'm curious if the uneaten food attracted it over here," Zelda said, gesturing towards the skewer.
She did her best not to look below his shoulders as she approached his rising figure, but she realized he could see her body far more intimately.
She tried to cover herself up shyly, but he pulled her arms around his neck and lifted her from the ground into a holding embrace. Her feet touched again when his shower of kisses covered her.
"Link, you precious thing. Why don't you ever talk to me when you're anxious…"
"Where in the world did that come from?"
"You never leave food unfinished, and I know it was because of the stress you were under last night. Why do you keep these thoughts hidden from me?"
He looked over at the pond and said, "Would you like to join me in the water? I'm covered in grass and sand, and you probably are too."
"Don't change the subject," She said stubbornly.
"I've defeated countless enemies as well as calamity Ganon, I can handle thoughts about whether you'll enjoy your night or not without making a case of it. It's always been my job to worry about everything and those habits don't die. You know I've always been good at focusing my mind on what I need it to."
"I'll do better to realize these things, if you refuse to tell me. I want to help you," She said.
He kissed her nose and said, "I'm sorry I cursed earlier and last night, I really try not to do that around you."
"It's fine. There have been countless languages across hundreds of thousands of years and they're all just made up words. Hearing it sometimes isn't going to offend me." She looked down at the ground and said under her breath, "Fuck."
They both erupted into a fit of laughter, and after a minute he pulled her towards the water. When they were able to still touch, but it was at their shoulders, he scooped her up under the knees and rested his forehead on hers.
They had their eyes shut, and Zelda was the first to attempt to speak. "Last night…" She couldn't find her voice.
"My god…last night, I dreamt of the first time I ever saw you. All that ever seems to be on my mind when we're apart, is you. I always crave your presence, I need your love. You're such a gift. All I want is to make you feel cherished and loved. To make you feel satisfied… I couldn't get enough of you…and I want more of you. I always want more of you."
"I never knew such happiness existed. I'm struggling to find my words. I-I truly also want…"
"...More." they both sighed.
His hand caressed the curvature of her side and waist. His middle finger slipped between her legs and began to tease and rub softly. She whimpered and kissed him as two were slowly inserted inside to finger her. He got a bit deeper with each slow push…push.
She couldn't contain her sounds, and he was becoming so uncontrollably desperate to penetrate her again. She was still slick even beneath the water. He turned her body so that her back was to his chest, and slowly lowered her down onto himself with the other hand positioning.
"Ahh…" They were synchronized in their lustful sighs.
He held her knees together tight as a rhythm was created at the edge of the pool. Zelda let her voice carry a bit more than before without shame, as did he.
"Ouch!"
His teeth pinched a sore spot from the night prior, on the back of her neck, and she tried to turn her head to look in his direction. He leaned towards her ear and muttered breathily, "I'm sorry."
"Please stop."
"I will."
He slammed into her hard and held her torso tight. He switched up the pace.
"Is now *hah* a good time-to ask why- you allowed me to *ngh* y'know…"
"I went *gasp* to Kakariko to *gasp* learn of a potion *ah* how to *ngh* make it, so-Ooo I won't pr-*ah!* prematurely bear. *AH* This isn't the-time for-*ngh* y'know..."
He thrust deep and held it still for a moment, catching his breath.
"You prepared for this, you desperate thing you," he muttered huskily beside her ear, using similar phrasing as her from earlier and raising all the hair on her neck.
"You lustful thing you…" She shakily countered.
"For you, always," He sighed, before starting the frantic pace back up. Their loud exhaling was echoing, and he could hear her gradually getting closer.
"Tell me when, and we will together," he breathily requested. Her head fell back against him and she let herself go.
"Now-Oh my g-now, now," she couldn't help the cry of ecstasy escaping, the toe-curling orgasm had her screaming. They were both crying out and trembling from the release.
Even after several minutes, she couldn't feel him getting any softer, and he still hadn't pulled out. His deep movement began back up and she gasped. "I-I thought you-"
"I'm not even close to done with you yet," He uttered in the same attractive, carnal voice she'd heard from him last night. It sent thrills all throughout her body.
She was more than slick now and she could feel him slamming into her cervix as they continued on.
They relished in each other's lust for the rest of that second day as well.
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That night upon their return from the beach, arms full of cushions and clothing, Purah was returning home to her lab on horseback. She had a wagon being towed behind, but the contents were covered by a large tarp.
She passed directly by them, with an eyebrow raised, smug little smile. It was clear to her already, that Zelda had wasted no time in her pursuits.
Their hair was wildly disheveled and neither of them had bothered to fix up. Zelda was the color of crimson, averting her gaze as she quickened her pace back to the cottage. Link and Purah both rolled their eyes and smiled at her as she went. "I'll see you two tomorrow!" She called over her shoulder.
"I can never look at her again," Zelda muttered to him that night in bed.
"She literally doesn't care."
"She absolutely does, and she's going to hunt me down tomorrow…"
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They were naked and tangled in each other the next morning, when the gradual swell of hundreds of voices outside the cottage awoke them.
He saw Zelda's mirrored expression of bemusement. He kinda shrugged, and they both rolled out of bed to dress.
Timid knocking was heard as they came downstairs together, and Link went to answer it.
"H-hello, Link," Paya muttered, then gasped when Zelda appeared at his side, running a brush through her hair. "Princess Z-Zelda, wh–... nevermind, please forgive me. Uhm, m-my great aunt and grandmother have sent me to fetch you…both…"
She stepped aside a bit so they had a better view of the commotion coming from beyond the bridge. Hundreds of people of every kingdom and nationality, Sheikah, Zora, Gorons, Rito, Gerudo, and the folks of Lurelin village, were flooding into the small farming village. They were bearing baskets of food, flowers, and supplies, carriages with building materials, fireworks, and more the two couldn't even discern.
"M-my aunt has been planning this in secret for months. She wanted to give you both time to settle down from your travels, into your new…home…and uhm, 'bring the party to you' I think is how she said it. Almost t-the whole kingdom has come to celebrate the return of our legendary princess and hero."
"Would have loved a heads up," came Link's begrudging reply.
"Link! The effort that must have gone into planning this celebration is unbelievable! Do you realize how difficult this must have been for Purah to orchestrate?"
"It was a bit of all of us," Paya said sheepishly.
Zelda hugged the girl tight and said, "Thank you. I'm eager to see all that awaits."
"I'll catch up later," Link muttered.
"I understand. I'll see you soon," Zelda told him. Paya trained her eyes back towards the crowd when Link replied, "Okay, love you." He shut the door with a click.
After a short glance the two girls made their way, and already they were squeezing through groups of Hylian and Zoran children looking down at the water below the bridge. Several of the kids looked up with wide eyes at the sight of Zelda.
"Why is he upset?" Paya asked next to the princess's ear.
Zelda could see streamers of gold and royal blue flowers were strung from the rooftops of every building, and banners adorning royal crests were anchored beside the front gate.
"He doesn't like surprises," she answered over the noise of the crowd. "He's always had to be on guard…who could even blame him." Paya nodded in agreement.
"My aunt is up the hill. She was hoping to speak with you briefly."
"Let's find her."
The two made their way past crowds of onlookers and people everywhere were waving in her direction. Nearly everyone was smiling and talking about the festivities. Vendors of seemingly every kind, food, drinks, clothing, flowers, and knickknacks, were setting up shop and crafting their stands in the available spaces, up the path towards the ocean. Silent Princess Pins were appearing on people more, the further up the path the two girls trekked.
"There she is!" Paya exclaimed.
Purah was standing beneath a lavender canopy, speaking with a pink-haired woman in glasses, white gloves, a lavender floppy hat, and a tight black dress. The mayor of Hateno was standing there with them and waving at the folks passing by. The vibrant woman was holding a decorative gold box, filled with the blue flower pins.
"PRINCESS," Purah shouted with glee.
The two went beneath the tent and Purah pulled Zelda into a tight hug.
"Is it a little much?" Purah asked when she released her.
"I truly haven't the words. It's beautiful and incredible, and a bit overwhelming. It's wonderful. I was given…no indication, in any way, that you were planning all of this."
"Then I did my job well. I knew you'd have resisted the idea. You're too humble for your own good." The flashy woman cleared her throat. "Princess Zelda, this is Cece, and she created all of the flower decorations you'll see across this festival."
The woman known as Cece tossed aside her pins box, and took Zelda's hands in both of hers to shake. She proclaimed, "There's no need to thank me, you adorable thing. You're just as beautiful as they said you'd be. I've been waiting to present this to you."
Cece released Zelda's hands, and pulled something dark red from another box she had set aside.
"My true calling and passion in life is fashion design, and after Purah begrudgingly handed me your measurements, I took my time to make you a garment I hope you'll deem FESTIVAL worthy! Wear my design, and I'll take it as your thanks…*cough* please…"
"I would be honored to wear the clothing you designed for me, Cece. The amount of time it must have taken to craft all of this decor…thank you, from the bottom of my heart."
Cece smiled smugly, and Purah rolled her eyes lightly. Zelda took the garment from the woman's outstretched grasp, and the scholar took her hand to pull her along.
"Thank you Cece." Purah called back.
They spoke when they were halfway up the hill. "This is closer than your cottage, so hopefully you don't mind changing in here. I enforced a rule at this event, that everyone is to try and leave you both be, so you can enjoy the festivities without being overwhelmed. Of course, you can talk to whomever you wish, I just want you to have fun."
"What can I do to ever-"
"By not running away when I come to talk to you later," Purah interrupted, with a wink. "Lock this door after I'm gone. I'll see you soon, princess!"
Zelda changed into her crimson attire, which consisted of three pieces, with black leggings, and dangling ruby earrings and ruby pins to hold back her bangs. She took a quick look in the mirror, and admired the intricate detail Cece had incorporated all across it. It really was stunning.
Zelda made her way back out enthusiastically, and quickly decided she was going to fetch Link, but Purah reappeared quickly from the direction of the beach with a tall orange drink in hand, and said to her, "Princess, have you ever tried alcohol before?"
"I was always too young. Isn't it only ten a.m…?"
"It's nine forty five. You're 119 years old, you're more than old enough to have this." Purah handed the drink over to Zelda's unsure hand. It had the aroma of pineapple, and it was full of sliced fruit. It smelled wonderful, and she immediately took a small, happy sip.
"My dear, do your best not to have too many or you'll be acting silly the rest of the evening." Purah hugged her friend with one arm and said, "Love ya, kid. Go enjoy yourself."
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Link was in bed again, listening to the music outside starting up, when a rapid knock came from the door. He hadn't rolled out yet, when it swung open and Sidon's enormous head leaned under and through the opening.
"LINK! My old friend! I cannot fit through your doorway! Come over here so I can hug you!"
Sidon had always been more boisterous than his late sister Mipha, much like their father. Link chuckled at the socially unaware, and blunt nature of his friend, and made his way outside. He was lifted from the ground into a bear hug.
"Hey buddy," he told the Zoran prince after he was awkwardly placed back down.
"I've come to bear the unfortunate news that all the sporting contests I've organized are not for your participation," Sidon boomed at him.
Link raised his eyebrow when Sidon gave him a fanged grin.
"The first reason being, you'll most certainly conquer most of these contests and that's hardly fair to everyone else. The second reason being, citizens across this entire kingdom have come to try and win their chance at facing off against you, our legendary hero. My desire and hope is you'll face our three final champions this evening…and our final tomorrow. It wouldn't be fair to you if you were already worn out by then."
"That…sounds like fun. I'm sure Zelda would love to see it too."
"In the meantime, my friend! There are plenty of locations with all the food and drinks you desire!"
Purah came briskly across the bridge in their direction and jutted out a bundle of crimson cloth.
"Wear this so you can match the princess. Everyone will give you space to enjoy the day, since not everyone knows what you look like."
He nodded at her vaguely and let out a deep sigh. "I appreciate that."
"I figured you would!"
Link changed hurriedly, wanting to catch up with his princess. There were ruby earrings like his blue ones that were included so he swapped them out. The blue hair tie clashed, so he simply wore his long hair down.
The walk into town after his outfit swap, was chaotic. He could barely walk through without bumping into people. Gerudo and Lurelin women were beneath a canopy on a laid out rug beside a table covered in contents, doing face painting for children, and braids for women patiently waiting in line. Most of the residents he saw were adorning blue and gold colors to match the flowery decorations and arches, and the inside of Sayge's shop was packed to the brim with people.
Off in the distance, a white colored Rito dressed in gold was waving from a table and canopy set up behind the Dye Shop.
Link realized it was Teba. He jogged his way over, and saw barrels stacked on the ground and table. One of them had a spigot that Teba was using to pour a foamy, gold colored liquid into a clear handled glass.
"All the Tabantha Brew you can handle is on me. No money required, you got that?" Teba shoved the glass at the bewildered blond Hylian and smiled.
"Shouldn't I eat first?" Link said.
Link had shared alcohol only a few times with some of his knight brethren in his previous life. He'd never had very much the few times they did, and it was always with food already in his belly.
Teba shoved him in the direction of the uphill path, and called over, "My wife and many others have food waiting specifically for you. Get going!"
Link was starting to break out in a smile now. He meandered and drank until one of the contests Sidon mentioned came into view.
Out in the field behind one of the rows of homes, was what appeared to be a bow and arrow precision tournament.
Everything from multiple airborne targets, to quick moving, to ones from incredible distances were part of it. It looked difficult to everyone watching, including Link.
He was basically through the pint when the Rito chief Kaneli came from the trail behind him, and held out, with his long feathery fingers, another clear glass. This time it was full of dark brown liquid.
"Champion Link! I've been looking for you! My recipe for ale is far better than Teba's. He's crazy to think anyone would get any alteration from something so weak."
Link was already buzzed, but wasn't going to argue with him, nor turn away another free drink. He took a sip and gave Kaneli a grin.
"You're right, it's definitely stronger."
The Owl Chieftain pat Link's head and chortled before lugging off the way he came.
As promised, there were lines of people beginning to set up food displays or cooking facilities the higher up he went. Saki, Teba's wife, was roasting what looked to be skewers of meat with varying other ingredients, and she lit up when she saw him.
"Young Champion, we were hoping you'd come this way soon! Purah left us detailed word of the things you and Princess Zelda love to eat, as well as your love of food in general. We'll feed you two into a coma, that's a promise."
She beamed at him, then her face immediately fell. "Oh-oh my goodness, I'm just realizing my choice of words were terrible. I'm so sorry."
He gave her a reassuring laugh. "Relax, I get what you mean."
She laughed, then gestured for the others to come over. They were all holding things for him to sample at once, he anxiously realized.
So much for not getting crowded.
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Zelda had seen enough of the 'jousting tournament' Sidon was conducting in the ocean. Many of the contestants were struggling to stay on the Zora without falling into the water, but there were still a few men and women that stood out.
She got distracted from her desire to track down Link when she saw the game down at the beach taking place. She had quickly made her way along the steep path between hoards of people, with her fruit drink in hand to see it, but eventually the drink ran out.
She was now walking to the fruit stand. She'd look for him after she acquired another.
He was a speck in the distance, but she could see him donning his matching crimson tunic as he descended the path. She made her way quickly to him.
"Precious love of mine," he said to her with a smile and his own drink in hand. She beamed at him unabashedly.
A few women who heard as they passed the two of them gave looks of astonishment over their shoulders that he ignored. "Sidon won't let me play the games until they have winners, so all I've done is drink and eat. What about you," he asked her with slightly tinted cheeks.
"I haven't actually eaten anything yet, aside from the fruit in my drinks."
"Drinks, plural?"
"I've only just begun my second," she said with her own tinted cheeks.
"Let's go," he said, pulling her along by her free hand. "You really need some food and water, sweetheart."
"I wish I could kiss you right now, but there are too many people watching, " the princess giggled beside his ear.
He chuckled and turned his head to respond, but he accidentally stumbled into a few people in the process.
"Excuse us!" Zelda and Link both apologized to them through a fit of laughter.
He began again, his earlier attempted response. "After you drink at least an entire glass of water first and have food. I want to kiss you as well." He said the last part low, and almost to her skin. The hair on her arms rose, and she gave him a look.
It was a bit of time before the topic was re-addressed.
They went around the festival for a couple of hours, doing their best not to grab one another's hand.
At the point the hair styling booth came into view, Zelda realized she wanted something done, so she got into line. Link chuckled and went to grab another skewer.
The woman at the back of the line gave Zelda wide eyes and said, "What are you doing, dear? Get up there."
"I don't desire special treatment over everyone else. You are incredibly kind to offer," Zelda said sweetly and with a slight sway.
The woman turned and said loudly enough that the four women conducting it up front could hear, "Our princess wants her hair tended to! Who here objects to her skipping ahead? The sweet girl is refusing." Everyone unanimously agreed and a couple of them ushered her up.
Two Gerudo women and two from Lurelin village were there beneath an enormous black canopy and waving her over. The tallest of the four women said to her, "My dear, anything at all that you wish, we can do. You have all four of us to tend to your every wish."
Zelda was blushing wildly and covering her face with her palms to relax her embarrassment. Ever since her hair had been severed, she'd been relatively unhappy with the length but she made do. It was just below her shoulders and she secretly desired a change. She wondered how Link would feel about her donning hair shorter than his, and decided it would just have to be another surprise he'd have that day.
She found him watching the wrap up of the archery tournament with giddy delight. He was on what she believed was his sixth or seventh drink at this point.
She tapped his shoulder and the sight of her new haircut, adorning the braid crown left him without words. His eyes were wide and she smiled hugely at him.
"I know surprises aren't your favorite, but do you like this length?" She asked him.
"I have a surprise for you," he replied abruptly. "It's sitting in Purah's lab, come on." He practically dropped his items and pulled her along by the hand, and as quickly as they could, walked up the hill without tumbling.
He let her in first, and shut the door behind with a click. No one was inside to his relief.
"Your hair is beautiful, and god, I love you." He cradled the back of her head, fingers running through the new length. "I've been resisting you for hours." He leaned in and she helped him navigate to her mouth for the affection he desired.
They were getting more handsy with each other, particularly Zelda who was running on liquid courage. His tongue was playing heavily with hers, and her hand was beginning to slide its way over to lightly thumb circles over the growing rise it sought. His breathing was ragged, and he was nipping the bottom of her lip gently enough not to cause injury or pain.
"In my lab? Are you guys serious right now? You do realize the door locks, right?" Purah groaned. She had a point. They didn't even hear her enter.
"Get out of here," Link muttered, hands lifting away from Zelda's butt unwillingly.
"No, actually, you get out."
Zelda sheepishly pulled away and began beelining for the door, but Purah stopped her.
"Yeah, he's leaving, you're not. Get out of here Linky," Purah drawled. She was definitely under the influence like them.
Link gave Zelda a fleeting glance, and she waved goodbye at him. She knew what Purah wanted and was looking for every excuse to escape.
The door shut slowly, then he was gone.
"Don't be crude, Purah," Zelda felt the need to preface. They both sat at the table.
"Feel any relief of tension?" Purah wasted no time with this short opportunity given.
"Uhm… I…ask something else," Zelda whispered.
"So did you two, y'know, screw, or did you make love."
"Wh-Purah for goodness sake... Are they not the same thing with different wording? I absolutely hate this," She said in anger and embarrassment.
"My friend, we're nearly the same age, but I was given the privilege of living and experiencing my 126 years while you and Link were unfortunately asleep. I am completely and utterly shameless when it comes to all things in sexual nature, and I'm happy to provide my advice," Purah said with a wicked grin.
The scholar continued, "To answer your question, no, making love and fu–screwing, are not the same things. Was it loving and slow, did you whisper to each other, or was it rough and eager and desperate, with screaming."
Purah was containing her smile, unsuccessfully. Zelda just sat there in stunned silence, staring at her friend with wide eyes and crimson complexion. It took over two minutes for her to finally answer. "I think both."
Purah erupted into laughter and said, "That's always the best, I love that for you."
Zelda had to keep her gaze trained at the table when Purah asked her next question. "So how was he? You know you want to talk about it. It's necessary and cathartic for women to talk about these things."
"It's really not your business, nosy. It's also not respectful to him for me to discuss this."
"So it was bad then."
"No!" Came Zelda's flustered outburst. Her head dropped to the table over her arms, and she whispered into the table, "It was just incredible. He did everything that I was too afraid to ask for… I just…orgasms felt better than what I could have ever imagined from the things I read. I was in another world. The things he did were mesmeric… although…"
"Although?" Was Purah's wildly curious reply.
Zelda pulled her hair to the side with her head still down so that Purah was able to see the handful of bruises across the back of her neck. Some were going down and beneath the fabric of her shirt too.
Zelda peeked at Purah and gave her an embarrassed smile.
Purah shook her head and tisked her tongue. "I had this idea in my head that he was one of those vanilla, silent ones that kisses you nonstop, he's so polite and quiet around everybody."
"Why are–He's certainly not… quiet. He always wants to kiss me, though." Zelda admitted with a fluttering heart.
"It sounds like he has a kink. A possessive, dominating type, honestly. He bit you a lot, and pretty hard, I mean look at those," Purah laughed.
"A kink…" Zelda's heart leapt. "I didn't even feel them the first time. After that, I asked him not to anymore. Oh my goodness. I've said entirely too much, forgive me Link," She said back into her arms and the table.
"The second time…hahaha. I'm loving all of this. He's a bit wild. I'm sure he was a bit disappointed when you asked not to again."
"It hurt, what else was I to say? Have you received all the information you've sought to find? I'm humiliated over this conversation."
"Oh don't be. I'm basically the third person in this relationship. And yes. For now. Go back and enjoy your celebration," Purah said with a wink. Zelda couldn't change the color of her face back the entire time thereafter. She went to find Link.
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"Do you realize they've been calling for you? Fireworks went off, there's apparently an obstacle course competition in like, ten minutes," Riju told Link casually upon her approach.
He was sitting beneath Cece's abandoned canopy, waiting for Zelda's return when Riju smiled at him wide, her gold lipstick shining in the angled sun.
He stood up quickly, and stumbled.
"Oh wonderful," Riju said with a laugh and head shake. "You're too inebriated to stand. Don't make yourself look foolish out there."
"I'll do my best," he gave her a goofy grin and she looked at him with exasperation and surprise. He was apparently an absolute dork when drunk.
"Where's Zelda?"
"Getting interrogated by Purah." He gestured at the lab with his thumb. "Where am I going?" He asked.
"Zelkoa pond, wherever that is," she shrugged. "Get over there, I'll bring your girl to you when she's back."
He let out a disgruntled sound. "Mmkay."
The distance was trekked in mild annoyance.
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Link was pleasantly surprised to see his opponent was a Zora, and even more, it was his old childhood friend Gaddison. She arrived moments after he'd removed his tunic.
Muzu cleared his throat when the two of them were done shaking hands. "The rules are simple, and I'll only repeat them once! This race is good and clean. No sabotage of any kind, no jabbing or 'accidental' tripping, GADDISON, and no skipping any arches! Arches are your guide to the finish line, and we have eyes on all of them. Your finish line will be at Hateno Beach!"
"I was fair this whole tournament, Muzu!"
"I know how you are, young lady."
Zelda still hadn't arrived, and he was hoping he'd run by her at the very least.
"You want to know why I'm undefeated?" Gaddison muttered to him with a wicked grin.
"On your mark!" Muzu cried.
Link and Gaddison crouched at the edge of Zelkoa Pond, positioning to dive, and she continued. "I'm the fastest Zora in the water, save for Prince Sidon."
"GET SET!" Muzu and several people along with him cried.
Link inhaled deeply and tried to shake his head clear. This pond was long, and he was already very tired.
"GO!"
They both dove, but it was over in seconds for Gaddison. He had no chance in hell with any swimming aspects to this. He made his way across as quickly as he could. The next arch was right on the other end.
'I really should have paid better attention to the direction in this competition.' He scolded himself. He was having trouble spotting the next arch. His head whipped around.
"Up the wall!" Zelda screamed at him from across the river. He looked up and the top of it was barely visible.
"Thank you!" He yelled back without looking. He dashed over and scaled his way up quickly.
Gaddison was in view again when he made it to the gap in the fence behind the last farm in town. The cattle were, fortunately, all in their pens for the event, and he was grateful to see that the arches went along the side of Lake Sumac, not through it. He just had to do his best not to trip or run into trees.
He navigated his way through Retsam Forest and saw close to the cliff edge, bright blooms guiding him up the wall, towards the lab.
Symin was waving at Gaddison, who'd just jumped off with her specially sized paraglider when he reached the top.
His stamina was running low and he needed a moment. He got his way over to Symin, and stopped to catch his breath.
"One glider, specifically sized for a Hylian, safety tested and ready to go!" Symin told him, handing it off.
Link gave him a tired smile, and found the energy to jump.
Bright blooms were acting as beacons, directing him towards the next arch beyond the pond below.
There were people along the sidelines cheering on their progress. Link was starting to feel alcohol rising up from the over overexertion, but he pushed on. He was beginning to see the finish line, as well as Gaddison, who he was rapidly gaining on.
The finishing arch was crafted with red painted wood. A large gathering of people were awaiting the outcome down below, and his opponent was just within reach.
He tumbled just as he was passing her, and only the top of his head and part of his arm made it across. It was enough to claim the victory, as Sidon proclaimed to the people already present, and the crowd when they finally caught up.
Gaddison punched his shoulder lightly and grinned. "Drunken fool with his dumb luck."
"Good game old friend," Link laughed.
"Incredible job! I expected no less!" Sidon cried at Link.
Sidon then addressed the crowd. "I'VE BEEN GIVEN WORD THAT LADY IMPA OF THE SHEIKAH TRIBE WILL BE CONDUCTING A SPECIAL STORYTELLING OF OUR PRINCESS AND HERO IN TEN MINUTES, DOWN THE BEACH AT HER DESIGNATED LOCATION, FOR ANY CHILDREN OR ADULTS WHO WHICH TO PARTAKE! MORE FOOD AND DRINK ARE COMING THIS WAY, PLEASE CONTINUE TO ENJOY THE FESTIVITIES, OUR ARCHERY CHAMPIONSHIP IS IN TWO HOURS, BACK IN TOWN!"
"Ow…" Link muttered to himself. His ears definitely hurt from that.
Zelda cried out his name, with his tunic in hand as she and Riju ran to him. "That's probably enough time for you to sober up," Riju told him.
"Not if I don't stop drinking," was his rebuttal.
Zelda interjected, "At least have water along with your next one."
"Meh," was all he replied with before pulling the tunic back on again.
The girls rolled their eyes, and the three found their replenishment.
It was nearly five p.m. At the ten minute mark, the three were headed towards the designated campfire. The turnout was enormous, far bigger than any of them expected. Link had been anticipating mostly children like earlier, but there were so many folks of all ages and no more places around the circle to sit. Many people were sitting up on rocks.
"Over here you two," Impa called to Link and Zelda when she spotted them. He sighed and took a sip of his alcohol and she smiled gleefully. They made their way through the close sitting crowd to their places beside her and sat, and she gave them a welcoming smile. Riju stayed back to lean against the rock wall behind the sitting people.
"Good evening everyone, are we all settled in?" Impa began. A hush fell over the crowd, and Link could feel a ton of eyes on him. He wanted to get back up and go eat his food in peace. Zelda began to rub his back soothingly.
"To those of you here, who haven't heard any of these stories directly… allow me to paint a picture for you all, of our Hero and Princess and what they were like over one hundred years ago. Princess Zelda, do you remember the nickname Urbosa gave Link? We all started using it to reference him whenever he wasn't around."
Zelda couldn't answer, she was giggling.
He raised his eyebrow at her. She'd never told him about a nickname before.
"There were several nicknames," Purah shouted across the crowd while walking towards. She'd dressed down, and was drinking something alcoholic from inside a palm fruit.
She made her way through with a stool in hand, and sat directly behind Impa, Link and Zelda. She always made herself the center of things without trying to.
"Would you like to share this part?" Impa asked her sister over her shoulder.
Purah smiled, and handed her drink to Zelda before addressing the crowd. "We had many nicknames for Link. The one we used most often was the one Urbosa came up with, Mr. Stone Cold and Stoic…" A few people in the audience laughed at that.
"Revali would sarcastically call him Mr. godsend," Zelda giggled.
"Yeah…and in my head he was 'giant asshat'," Link muttered low enough that only Zelda could hear. She spilled some of Purah's drink on them both from laughing.
"Do you both remember that day in Castle Town after your first visit to the sacred spring?" Impa asked them.
Zelda nodded vaguely but he shook his head. Even now after everything, he still struggled to remember things from their past together.
"It was the first time all of us saw him react to flattery. He and our princess were meeting up with us, when a group of girls from town caught up."
"This nickname! I remember this!" Zelda cackled. She was having a blast with this, and he didn't want to disrupt that, despite how badly he wanted to get up and leave.
Impa and Purah were trying to talk but kept cracking up. Eventually Purah managed out, "Girls would find any reason to go up to him, and he was always so ceaselessly polite. He got a lot of unwanted attention like that. Always looked like a cornered animal with those wide eyes when he couldn't get away from whoever was trying to talk to him. That day you two returned, I can only assume he'd been getting harassed for a while at that point, because when those girls ran up to us, the look that crossed his face was comedic gold."
Purah and Impa both tried to recreate the expression and that actually got a laugh out of Link.
"We were all waiting for the girls to ask their questions when Link very loudly exclaimed, 'All of you need to leave me be,' before basically running off. We were all heading to the throne room for a meeting with the King, and he just up and vanished. When asked where you were, Revali said, 'I'm sure 'he who commands the women' will be back after he's done changing his pants.'" Laughter erupted everywhere.
Link could faintly remember this now. He remembered going to the barracks to hide because he'd been under immense stress already and their questions were pointless and distracting. He sighed, and whispered beside Zelda's ear, "Want another rum?" She nodded happily and he quickly stood up to leave.
Impa and Purah continued on with their old stories from the past, with Link only briefly reappearing to hand the drink off to Zelda. He was beneath a palm a relative distance away, trying new food and looking out at the water.
By the one hour mark, Purah and Impa had wrapped it up, and people were beginning to stand back up to wander the festival. Zelda's eyes scanned for Link, who she was just realizing never stayed behind after bringing her drink, and he was nowhere to be seen. She attempted to lift herself up, and fell. Purah had missed her tumble while talking to folks, but Riju could see the panic in Zelda's eyes, and pushed through the crowd to get over to her.
"Had one too many?" Riju chuckled.
"Please, help me up," Zelda slurred.
The Gerudo chieftain assisted her friend, and Zelda thanked her a dozen times.
"I saw your hero walking back to town earlier, want me to help you find him?"
Zelda only nodded. She was dreading this distance even more with her surroundings spinning.
"Why couldn't the archery tournament be down here…" Zelda muttered.
Riju ended up supporting a lot of Zelda's weight up the steep path, which made the embarrassed princess apologize profusely.
"Where is Bularia?" Zelda eventually asked.
"We made an enormous campsite a little ways out of town, and a lot of my people are still setting it up. I asked Bularia to coordinate."
"There's so much going on, I didn't even think about the fact that our Inn only has four rooms," Zelda said as they finally made it back to the fork between the lab and town.
The girls looked for Link as well as they could, but he wasn't anywhere to be seen. They were getting closer to the bridge leading home when Zelda said, "He may be giving himself a social break. Let me go check."
"Okay, let me get you across at least. I'm going to my campsite until the tourney."
They made it over, and Zelda hugged her friend goodbye. She stuck only her head inside the cottage to peek, and there he was, in bed and asleep.
Zelda glanced at the clock, and saw it was 5:37. The tournament was in basically twenty minutes. She tumbled up the stairs, and went to gently shake him. He blinked blearily up at her, and smiled when she came into focus. He pulled her into a hug and said, "Just stay in bed with me the rest of the day."
"Don't let Tulin down, he's supposed to be your upcoming competitor."
"Oh. I forgot."
"You have twenty minutes to kiss me all you'd like, though," Zelda said coyly.
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"Don't go easy on me just because I'm a kid. Seriously, Link! You have to promise me. Please promise me," Tulin insisted.
"Okay kid, I'll give it my best," Link lied.
Tulin was an extraordinary archer, and the only contestant who was able to score a perfect forty earlier that morning. Link figured, missing a few targets on purpose would be just enough to help the kid out and not tip anyone off. Assuming he was able to hold his liquor enough to aim, anyways.
He wanted to test himself before they started, so he pointed his arrow at a tree and missed. "Dammit," He muttered. Splashing his face with water a few minutes ago had helped somewhat, but he was definitely still buzzed.
He took aim at the same spot, and got a center hit. He'd been keeping himself at a level for nearly seven hours, and the feeling was familiar enough at this point. He could do this if he focused.
He decided to splash his face one more time before heading back over.
Zelda was standing with Bularia, Riju, Teba, and Saki off on the sidelines. An older Sheikah woman whose name was slipping Link's mind, was the coordinator for this contest. There were many other members from the clan, positioned along the sidelines to the right who were assisting with the projectiles.
"Winner, and hero! Are you both ready for our competition to start!?" Said the unnamed woman.
Just like the times before, the crowd erupted. Tulin was waving to his parents and grinning, and Link and Zelda were giving each other silly faces.
"It truly is thrilling to know the best archer in all the land of Hyrule is partaking in this event! Hero Link, you will be our first contestant! In just a moment, you will be given a series of up to fifty targets to destroy, ten more than this morning, and the same goes for our winner as well. This is a simple contest of accuracy and ability. Are you ready?"
He nodded, and just like that, it began.
The first ten targets were incredibly fast and he actually missed two without trying to. The next twenty were distance targets, then another ten were high in the air. Another one was missed by accident. He hoped this was enough to help the kid out. The last ten targets went five at once. He missed one more target, and then it was over.
"A forty six out of fifty, folks! Give it up!"
Tulin was getting a pep talk from Teba, and nodding attentively. Link wished him luck before he stepped up, and Teba silently handed another drink over to him with a triumphant expression. "My son has you beat," he said.
"Of that, I have no doubt," Link replied, before adding, "You're not going to make any profit tonight if you keep giving these to me."
"You've earned the right to get as obnoxiously intoxicated as you'd like without responsibility or repercussion. We're all here to take care of you two."
Link chuckled. "Great."
Tulin's turn began quickly, and he made it through thirty seven targets before finally missing his first one. He was breathing heavily, and his arm was beginning to slow down on its draw. His parents were screaming their encouragement, and he tried his best to focus.
The final phase was Tulin's downfall, his arm was simply too tired to get five targets at a time. The last target was pierced, and the coordinator shouted, "Forty five out of fifty! Just two points shy of victory!"
Zelda could see it on Teba's face. He was annoyed.
"Give it up for our hero!" Link was ignoring the praise, and crouching down to Tulin's level.
"That was amazing, you should be really proud of yourself."
Tulin was close to tears, and grateful for his reassurance. "I promise I'll beat you next time."
"You're on. Just tell me where and when."
Tulin's expression lifted a bit, and he went to his parents to hug. Link could see Teba avoiding eye contact, and decided to leave it be for now.
"OUR FINAL COMPETITION OF THE EVENING WILL BE HELD AT HATENO BEACH IN AN HOUR AND A HALF!" Sidon proclaimed over the noise. A few people groaned so he added, "I APOLOGIZE FOR THIS ARDUOUS WALK ONCE MORE!"
"Are you hungry," Link murmured to Zelda and she nodded. They waved to their friends as they went.
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The pair had nearly made it back down the beach path in the near sunset when Riju quickly approached.
"Link, don't accept any more drinks from people, I mean it. Everyone knew it was a guarantee you were going to win all three tournaments sober, and they've been putting money down on whether alcohol will make you choke this time or not."
"HA! That's awesome! Who's betting against me?"
"Well, that I know of, that one Rito, I think his name's Teba…his mayor but I forget his name, basically every single one of the Gorons, including Yunobo, a huge majority of my people, which I'm embarrassed to admit…and Purah."
"Purah?!" Zelda cried and Link laughed.
"She's the one who started this wager in the first place."
"I can't even be mad at her for it. People have been handing me free drinks all night long, and I still get to have fun. To be honest, I don't f– I don't care if I win or not," he slurred.
"Okay, well, I guess do as you please," Riju sighed.
"Who's betting for him?" Zelda asked with vague annoyance in her voice over the whole matter.
"Well…Paya, and Impa. The rest of Kakariko's villagers are split pretty evenly. Sidon and most of the Zora, and uh, and me."
Zelda glared in a manner that was comical to Link.
"What!? There's almost 45,000 rupees people have put down so far. Consider it a charitable donation to the cultures that win."
"S-shit sakes, no pressure at all then," Link hiccuped and muttered sarcastically.
"My love, you don't have to partake if this is too much."
"No…" Link said with a head shake. "It's fine. Either way, it's going to help people out."
They all looked up when blue and gold fireworks lit up the sky. "You have ten minutes, Link," Riju told him.
He leaned in to quickly kiss Zelda before she could protest about the PDA, but missed and got her cheek. "See you soon," he told her before the girls headed towards the gathering crowd.
The growing pain in his ass was approaching from the path behind.
"Hey kid, care for one more to top you off before you're up?" Teba said vivaciously with a fresh beer in hand.
"Listen." Link muttered, placing his hand over Teba's shoulder. He got closer to the avian and said, "I know what the fuck you're doing. I'll indulge you, and drink the damn drink, and then we can see how this goes."
Teba's smile immediately fell, and he silently handed the glass over.
"How much?"
"Five thousand."
"F-Five thousand rupees! Fucking hell… I'll have to reimburse you!" The hero busted up laughing and his hand fell down to his knees.
"You're heavily intoxicated already, maybe that drink is all it takes for you to finally lose your edge."
"I'm not even mad that you bet against me, though I really thought we were friends."
"Oh shut up," Teba said in embarrassment and annoyance. It was going to take a while for him to forgive the loss from earlier.
Link chuckled as the glass was lifted to his mouth. He was just going to down it quickly, he decided.
Zelda felt a small pinch on her butt that made her quickly turn to the sight of Link's drunken smile, carrying the last few sips of his drink. Everyone's voices were hushing down, as the realization of his presence spread all across.
He quietly said beside her ear so it was impossible for anyone else to discern, "I desperately want your body, and still will whether I win this or not. Come home with me after this."
She tried to say back to him just as quietly, "Oh my goodness Link. We're surrounded. Please…but I love you. Good luck." She was silently thrilled at his promise, regardless of her reaction.
People had parted and made a path for him to approach his opponent near the water's edge.
The competitor was a slender Gerudo woman in a simple black one piece. She held out her hand for him to shake, and her identity dawned on him right before she said, "It's good to see you again, hero. It's Barta, remember? You saved me from the Yiga Clan's Hideout. Good luck to you."
He returned the gesture and grinned.
"MY GOOD PEOPLE FROM ALL WALKS OF HYRULE! ARE YOU READY FOR THIS FINAL COMPETITION TO BEGIN?" Sidon yelled for everyone to hear.
"I took my inspiration for this tournament from the attack our Hero Link and I unleashed on the divine beast Vah Ruta," Sidon informed everyone. He then addressed Link and Barta. "For old times sake, Link and I will be partnered together, and Barta will partner with Gaddison. Gaddison and I have the role of following both of your verbal directions, whether that's left, right, or down beneath the water. Your roles are to try and knock each other into the water with the long, padded stick we'll provide you. Simple enough, right?"
Simply ridiculous. Simply hysterical. Link decided it was definitely both.
Before the four of them headed for the water, Link abruptly turned to address the crowd. "Wait, does anyone have a hair tie?"
Twenty eager hands extended out to him, and he just grabbed the closest one.
The reaction his request got was reminding him a lot of the annoying story from earlier. He would have asked Zelda if she was the type to carry hair ties on her. He sighed and quickly tied it back, and together the four made it out in the water to begin.
"Does it hurt if I put my feet down like this?" Link asked Sidon as they swam adjacent to their opponents.
"Not particularly, but I wouldn't advise attempting to stand up during this."
"Don't worry about it," Link said humorously. If he fell, he fell, it literally didn't matter.
Muzu's head abruptly surfaced between them. "I'LL BE WATCHING FOR CHEATING."
Link's uncharacteristic cackling was amusing Sidon to no end.
"PREPARE YOURSELVES!" Muzu cried. "THREE…TWO…ONE!"
They were off like a cannon.
"Shit, left!" The cloth at the end of Barta's spear came within a foot of his face when they turned. Members of the Zora tribe were holding beacon blooms out of the water to keep the participants in bounds, and when they reached it, Sidon did a 180. Barta and Gaddison were facing their direction again at the opposite end, spear positioned for the strike. Several laps were made without much effort from either side. At one point, Link almost fell off on his own, only to quickly catch himself and shoot Zelda with an embarrassed glance.
"When we're ten feet away, go down but not too far beneath," Link told Sidon right before they went off again. Link was positioning his feet like before, and it was beginning to dawn on Sidon what Link was likely trying to do.
At around ten feet away, as requested, Sidon submerged them both. Link was raising himself on Sidon beneath the water. He tried to time out in his head, the moment Barta would be passing right above them. He then jabbed the spear out of the water above him, and felt it come into contact with what he assumed was her arm. Link grabbed back on to Sidon tight, and they reemerged on the other side.
Barta was rubbing her arm sorely, and shaking her head at him. She was already positioning herself again, clearly irate from the blow. Sidon began his sprint again, when Link said confidently, "Head on." Both spears were positioned. Both spears were jutted.
Two bodies fell to the water, but it was clear to most who was knocked in first. Necks from the back were craning to see. Everyone in the crowd waited in rapt silence for them to reemerge.
Barta rose to the top alone, and Zelda held her breath. Everyone did.
A triumphant cry was heard already bellowing out of him the moment his head resurfaced. His fists shot up into the air and the entire crowd lost it alongside him.
Zelda was at the shore, frantically waving him back over. His mind was already back on where he absolutely, desperately needed to be next.
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"You guys are heading home?" Purah asked incredulously.
"She's a stumbling fool, look at her," Link laughed.
While attempting to avoid falling into the carrot patch, Zelda wound up falling sideways into the East Wind Store sign. She turned her head at both of them and stuck out her tongue.
Link's answering laughter as he unintentionally fell against Purah got a, "You BOTH are." She shoved him lightly off. "Fine. Go home. The party is a couple day long event, so I better see you two again soon."
Purah wasn't even close to done with her evening yet. It was only eight p.m.
The lovers stumbled home together hand in hand and within seconds of the door closing, they were helping each other remove clothing and kissing.
None of the lanterns inside were lit and it was dark. He led her up the steps, and clumsily pushed into their bed, sliding it far into the corner against the wall.
He tumbled over, pulling her arm along with him, and already, he was stroking himself lightly, and pulling her back towards him. He murmured to her, "Let me love on you."
"Where are you pulling me," she giggled.
He was on his side at a slight angle, knees bent, sitting against the wall, and pulling her thighs towards his lap. He crossed her over so they were facing, and all they wanted for the longest while was to makeout and hold each other, his cock sliding and rubbing against the slick of her lips between her legs.
He tasted and smelled heavily of alcohol, though she knew she did too.
"Please love on me more," Zelda whispered against his mouth.
He pushed inside with slow, exaggerated deliberation, and she hummed as his tongue slid into her mouth as well.
Distant festival music and the commotion of people could still be heard during their slow love making. Their palms were brushing each other's faces as they kissed, and every so often they whispered against each other's mouths, 'I love you'.
She wanted him to hold her tighter. She slid her legs down and his body followed.
They were both on their sides now, spooning and unhurriedly thrusting into each other. His arms were wrapped around her.
One hand was massaging her breasts, and softly tracing over her nipples with his fingers, while the other was touching and rubbing where both their skin was connecting together below. His face was nuzzling into the back of her neck, and their legs and ankles were rubbing together, trying to get as close to each other as possible.
He loved how slick and tight she always felt. He pulled the blanket over them both so her warmth could encompass everywhere. There wasn't any rushed movement to make it uncomfortable beneath, and their heads were nearly covered as he left kisses behind her shoulder and neck.
"…Please don't leave," he whispered beside her ear. It was a rare moment of vulnerability.
"I never will," she promised.
"This feeling doesn't ever subside…" He muttered shakily.
"Link…" Zelda whispered. She made him slide out. She wanted to reach his face easier, and when she rolled, he met her the rest of the way.
He was hovering above her now, his twitching cock positioning to reenter. She pulled his body down and into hers, with her arms wrapping behind his shoulders and her legs high around his back.
The kind of day they had was heightening everything. His face buried into her neck when they let out their identical gasps of pleasure.
"…were we always together in this way in all our past lives? He asked breathily against her skin.
"Not always, but when we were, it was always like this," she replied.
He sighed.
They were maintaining the same slow pace while they spoke to each other.
"Our first rebirth, my first human form, was like this. My admiration for you has always remained consistent in every life we've ever lived. I've always loved you, in every form of the word," she said with soft little whimpers of pleasure.
"Were our lives together long?" He breathed.
"Almost always."
He kissed her lips softly and nestled his face again. The leisure thrusting was transitioning now to deep gyrations that had her moaning shamelessly.
"I promise you, with all my heart and everything that I am…I will ensure this lifetime together with you will be long and fulfilling," he uttered low but full of raw emotion.
He lifted his face away from her neck when the warmth from her heavy tears fell over his own eyes. It was running down the side of her face, neck, and even into her hair.
"Wait w-why did you stop," She hiccuped.
"My angel is crying in my arms," he said with a furrowed, anxious expression. He rolled over and pulled her against his chest.
The tears were wiped away quickly on the backs of her palms. She lifted off of him and said in a small, trembling voice, "Please come back."
He was thumbing away moisture and searching her eyes when she kissed him and hesitantly swung over her Ieg, and the blanket fell all the way off and onto the floor. He broke away, and his eyes were wide and looking down at how closely above his cock she was hovering.
"I'm not done with you yet," she said with aroused conviction.
His head fell back when she eased herself down slowly. It was hurting like this, especially with how ridged he felt, but the ecstasy in his moan enraptured her and encouraged her to continue on.
She landed down onto his lap, and smiled when his hands slid around her backside and spread her apart more. He nestled his head forward on the pillow so he could watch himself enter her. The rhythm of their bounce began more desperately than their original pace, and she was losing herself watching the faces that were crossing him. He was very clearly enjoying his view.
"My god, you feel good," he uttered.
She leaned back a bit, with her knees still tucked at his sides. The bounce of her breasts and the sight of her beautiful slit had him nearing his climax at an unwanted rate.
He gently thumbed where her skin was connected to his and she sucked in a bit through her teeth.
"I'm sorry," he murmured. He took her hand and placed it on his.
"Show me where you want me to touch you."
"Ah!" She had to cover her flushed face behind her hand from the embarrassment, which only made him slam into her harder. Her head fell back, and his thumb moved again.
She held her eyes shut at the ceiling with the other arm behind and supporting her weight, then shyly guided his hand to the right spot. She indicated the circular movement she wanted, and he immediately took over.
"Mmmnn…" her voice hummed and cracked. She had already been close before this.
"Now," she gasped, then drew out, "Ahh…faster faster faster, please!"
He thoroughly complied. He was rapid and as far in as he was able with every thrust, and she could feel him pulsating as he filled her up.
It was widely understood by everyone to give the princess and her hero their privacy when they returned home. Most of the festival had transitioned to the beach anyways, but some people were still in that area of town.
Across the bridge, the folks leaving the town's front archway could hear the sound of two voices in the distance, crying out together.
Notes:
Dey in lurv
I needed curse words to be implemented eventually and found a way. Link is an everygirl, right? We're supposed to put ourselves in his shoes. We all curse when we get hit or killed playing these games, so canonically, he's vulgar af. My logic is infallible.
We also have to assume that every single thing in BotW that can be beaten (quests, side quests, shrines, bosses etc) canonically HAS been beaten by Link because it's a possibility in the first place. (Except for my plot device talus that really exists there in that other chapter) Which means, because Link is a one man army with the ability to basically do everything, he kinda had to win all the contests? Also I was sticking it to everyone that bet against him. Sidon and Riju deserved the win.
WHAT CAN I SAY, I LOVE SKYWARD SWORD. I REFERENCE IT A LOT SORRY.
The biting kink will be re addressed believe me.
Those who don't know. : ))))
Those of you who know the full story to Totk and know devastating build up I'm leading up to :***(((
Link really was like "I have a job to do and these bitches won't leave me be"
THIS CHAPTER WAS 34 GD,MF PAGES I MEAN, WHAT? And I'm still dissatisfied with the amount of smut in it. The next one will be better ;o