Guys who say lovey things like him to an almost cringe level are real, because it's my husband. My love obsessed, shy baby, socially anxious, horny ass husband lol. A lot of my Link is based on him. "Precious love of mine" and "my angel" are two phrases I stole from him.

I want them to have the best experiences in life. They deserve it.

There might be a few things in this chapter that make you Owo but Link definitely has some bisexual tendencies (though fiercely loyal to Zelda obvs) That's all I'll say. ;o

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Link was too hungover the second day of the festival to secure the final victory in the fencing tournament, to everyone's absolute bewilderment and surprise. He was the legendary swordsman, and a woman named Flaxel had beaten him.

In truth, he was completely over the games and only wanted some coffee and sleep. Zelda was at his side right afterwards with a mug as if reading the thoughts straight from his head.

By the end of that second day, it was clear to Zelda he needed to take a break from people, so they said their goodbyes to everyone who still remained at that time on the beach.

Naydra was high in the sky above them as they made their way home. The path back was always faster from their descent. They were passing the last farm when they saw it.

"I wish we knew more about them," Zelda said in awe. She squeezed his hand. "The supposed servants to the goddesses. Were you ever told any stories of the three golden goddesses? My father did his best in enforcing only vague details to be allowed to be known. Out of fear, I suppose." She told him.

"I know their names, and that they supposedly created the world. Tell me more."

"Din, the goddess of power, brought the magma and rock that formed the earth, she is the creator of the first Gorons. Nauru, the goddess of wisdom, brought to us the water and the creation of the Zora and over time, the Rito. Farore represents courage, she is the air and the wind, the forests and all our flowers and grass, and she is the goddess of our Great Deku tree and koroks. The three of them brought about the creation of the Triforce."

He raised his eyebrows. "That's all pretty incredible, I had no idea the extent of it. You forgot to mention you played a role there too."

"I…yes. There were many lesser deities and Hylia was one of them."

"She was the goddess of humans, right? How does that make her lesser?"

"She was never as powerful as the original three. They entrusted her to guard the Triforce, but she was an emotional god. It was…perhaps the biggest weakness of hers. Of mine. She was the goddess of time. She brought about the first humans, but all our creations had their free will, and we didn't try to interfere with their affairs. She didn't abide by that when her people were under threat. You came about…many thousands of years later, in that time of great threat. Your heroic deeds made her come to realize, out of all of her humans, you were…her favorite one."

Zelda's heart was in her throat when she blushed. He shook his head vaguely as he looked ahead. He was in a bit of daze. Being chosen by the very goddess he was bringing home with him in this very moment was having an emotionally profound impact on him.

"Can I please just…hold you in bed and kiss your sweet face," he said thickly when the door shut behind them.

"Please," was her soft reply.

She led him this time, up the stairs and underneath their covers. As she faced him in their bed, and observed his expressionless face, her thumb started brushing his cheek, and a stream of moisture began to run down his eyes and face to the cushion his head rested upon. He remained as expressionless as he was, and she was doing her best to thumb it away.

"I love you so much, and I loved you even before I remembered these things again," she whispered.

"It's a reality that's hard for me to comprehend. I want to give you everything like you do for me."

"How can you look at yourself and not realize you already do," she sighed.

His eyes slid shut. The tears continued to silently fall.

. . . . . . . . . .

The five months that followed the festival honeymoon level bliss.

A month in, he'd made mention of wanting to move somewhere else. "I want to hear you scream," he'd childishly protested, when she'd asked why he wanted to be further away from their friends.

"I suppose…we should start saving the money for it now…" She said with a shy smile before taking a bite of her omelet that morning at breakfast. "What kind of place are you envisioning?"

"I'm not sure. I kinda like the idea of a cabin somewhere cold."

"That sounds cozy, and I love snow. Sometime soon we'll scout out a pretty location."

"I love it. Let's do it." He said.

She came to realize during those five months that one of his new favorite things was going down on her. He wanted to live between her legs and made obvious excuses to instigate it.

He'd even responded to the question, "Are you hungry," by pulling down her pants and lifting her onto the kitchen table before muttering, "Yes…"

She usually didn't protest it. He was getting much better at it. Five months of practice had him getting her multiple times throughout a session.

It was giving her a new sense of guilt.

She'd never performed the same pleasure on him, and had been incredibly shy all this time about it. She eventually decided that she had to get over herself, after flipping through the guide Purah gave her, one afternoon.

Purah had left herself personal comments and notes in this specific section which she'd probably never intended to show other people, that Zelda found immensely educational. She wanted to treat him as he did her. She built up enough courage in her mind to find the next opportunity.

Late one evening he coaxed her into going out for a bath together in the crystal clear pond beside the house. Normally she'd want somewhere further for privacy, but he insisted everyone was asleep by that point. He promised with a grin, to keep it strictly at that, as to not wake neighbors.

They kept the moment wholesome and loving. He rubbed her shoulders and neck, as she sat sideways across his lap.

Upon their quick return inside in only their towels, she stopped him after the click of the door.

"Link…" She said in a small voice.

He recognized the look she was giving him. She rested her forehead on his. Their arms wrapped around one another loosely.

"You take wonderful care of me. It's been on my mind nonstop. You spoil me to no end and all I want is to do the same for you. Please let me take care of you. I want to fulfill you and your desires. What is something you wish from me," she said.

Zelda's hand traced down his abdomen and rubbed him above the towel. She pulled back, and her eyes stayed on his as the sudden rush of blood made him swell.

His brain was trying to catch up. She never acted this bold. He blinked at her then shook his head quickly.

"You already fulfill my every desire."

"You cannot convince me that you aren't withholding from me. I-I…want your direction."

His thumb found its way beneath the towel to rub her and she was beginning to breathe in unevenly like him. His eyes were downcast as he said in a low, quiet voice, "If you really wish to know…I would love to start hearing your sweet voice tell me how good I feel. I always want to hear you tell me where to touch you... I…really want…"

"You want…?"

She could see his goosebumps rising on the arms holding hers, as he continued, his voice husky and even quieter now, "I want you to bite me hard when I fuck you. I want your teeth to mark my body everywhere you kiss me. God, and I want to do it to you too, but I don't want to hurt you. I'm sorry. I realize it's not normal or expected behavior. I want you to mark me…as yours…and make me feel the pain… even the pain from your fingernails on my skin feels incredible."

Purah was right, it was a possessive thing. But maybe not a dominating one, he wanted her to claim him in the same way. She'd never heard of someone enjoying pain in this way.

"I admit…hearing you explain the mindset…was alluring. I'm drawn to your idea of being marked like that... I think I could bear your love bites from time to time…"

His hard-on had grown exponentially beneath the towel, from the simulation she was providing as well as the direction of the conversation. It fell to the floor.

His ragged breathing abruptly caught when she began to lower herself to the ground. She was face level with his erection, and giving him big innocent eyes from below. A small smile was spreading when she saw the flustered realization dawning on his face.

"Zelda, oh my god…" He exhaled.

She swallowed her anxiety, then took his length tentatively in her grasp. She gently lapped the precum from his tip with her tongue, before looking up.

"You taste good too," She whispered.

His dick jumped in her grasp, and she took a bit of him in her mouth. She kept her eyes up at him and his grip found its place, tangled through the back of her wet hair. She took more of him until he was almost down her throat. His unoccupied hand was over his forehead and brushing back his bangs in a subconscious attempt to see everything as clearly as possible.

He had no expectation of this ever occurring, and no intention to pressure it. It was a wonderful surprise to say the least.

His ragged puffs of air were the same three loving words with every movement of her mouth over his skin. "Oh my god…oh my god…"

She was trying to glide her tongue along his length with every withdrawal, like the notes suggested, and she could see the stars it brought to his eyes every time she did.

His grip in her hair was getting tighter, and he was resisting the aggressive desire to thrust deep.

It was quick, and to both of their surprises, when he began to ejaculate down her throat during one of her deeper bobs. His eyebrows furrowed and his head fell back. "Ohhhh my god…*gasp* I'm sorry *gasp* I'm sorry…fuck!" He said in between spasms and thick warm shots. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she tried to swallow it all, but some spilled down her chin. It had such a mild taste. She definitely didn't mind it. She opened them again and looked up at him, observing his trembling reaction.

He fell to his knees and kissed her despite the drip she hadn't managed to wipe off yet. They both wiped their mouths, and the look he was giving her was dreamy.

"I feel like I could lie down and sleep for another hundred years right now," he uttered.

"I'll hold you, let's go to bed," she said with a sweet smile.

. . . . . . . . . .

A few nights later, he started things up. He pulled her into his lap while they were in bed together, and pulled her legs behind his back. His trail of kisses began down her collarbone to her breasts. He nipped her skin above the fabric lightly.

She removed it quickly, and his tongue began to trace immediate soft little circles around one of her nipples. He moved to the other to lick the erect spot and pinched her lightly with his teeth.

She was squeezing him above his pants and rubbing his tip with her thumb, and he was getting a lot more rigid with each stroke of her palm.

"Too much clothing," she whined.

He lifted her off and together they stripped.

He pushed her down against the cushion and went in for a tongue kiss.

His forearms were hovering his body over her as he gently nipped her lip. She remembered the conversation.

He pressed his cock up against her and pushed in needfully. They were watching each other's euphoric expressions play out. He was already rapid, and hungry in his movements.

She kissed, then pinched her teeth down on his shoulder. He made a lustful sound.

"Harder," He urged breathlessly.

She bit down on his neck with much more force behind it. He cried out and swore under his breath before ramping up his aggressive movements. It was a thrilling reaction. Her fingernails were starting to dig into him as she endured the force behind his lust.

She bit down on the opposite side of his neck, and another attractive sound escaped him. She was loving the effect this was having on him, he was shivering and moaning shamelessly from it. She peppered more across his collarbone and shoulder just to hear the pleasure it brought him.

He went in to kiss her, and gently nipped her bottom lip again. She wondered if he was asking her to do the same, so she did, very tentatively. He had definitely been asking. He shuddered again when she did, and bit hers harder.

"Sorry, I'm sorry," he said when he caught himself. Her lip looked swollen, and he was cursing himself for it. His face fell to the pillow, arms curling around her, and she pinched her teeth on his neck hard and without restraint.

His grip in her hair tightened, and his cascade of moans told her he was coming. She held her teeth down on the spot as he filled her up. Small whimpers of her own were escaping as his body spasmed and thrusted.

His breath was heavy when he said, "Ugh, dammit. Did you climax?"

"It's alright, I love the act regardless."

"Please let me fix it," he murmured, lifting himself off and lowering his body until his face was between her legs.

"But you just-"

He licked her, and muttered, "Kinda want to taste us both…"

It was probably the most lewd thing he'd ever done to her yet, and she could tell it was getting him worked up again because he was already stroking his semi erection along with every movement of his mouth and tongue.

She was flickering, but every time she felt herself near, he slowed down or stopped entirely, and it was beginning to upset her.

"Why are you doing that," she cried in frustration.

"Doing what?" He said innocently.

"Link-!"

"Tell me what you want me to do," he urged.

His mouth went back to work, but at a deliberately exaggerated speed. He was looking up at her face, and enjoying the struggle she was going through to articulate how annoying he was being. Her eyebrows furrowed like they did when she neared, so once again he stopped.

"Why won't you let me," she whined pitifully.

The release was right there out of reach, her eyes were beginning to roll back, when he stopped again. Edging her like this was giving him the cutest reactions.

"Augh, please! I can't take it, move your tongue dammit!"

He laughed as this was genuinely the first time he'd ever heard her swear in frustration. He complied with a smile on his face, and she let out a loud, blissful cry.

"Did I make you cry from frustration?" He said, wiping his mouth as she wiped her eyes.

"No…I was just relieved it finally came."

"I'm sorry I teased you like that. I love you. Are you starving like I am?"

. . . . . . . . . .

Link and Zelda rode their horses for most of the afternoon one day, as it was nearing the six month mark since the festival's end.

"Purah told me last week that they were in the safety testing process of some of the circles around Hyrule. Perhaps, if they've finished their inspection, she'll allow us to borrow it, and we could start looking for that location we talked about," Zelda said to him during one of the moments their horses were at a trot.

His heart began to accelerate. "Okay, you should go ask her when we get home, and I'll go pack everything."

Zelda giggled at how eager he was to do this.

After dropping off their horses at the corral, Zelda jogged her way up the hill.

"Lucky for you guys, we actually have three teleportation circles up and running, and one of them is at Rospro Pass near Rito village. The map scanning is another story, however. The towers aren't finished yet, but I can tell you on the screen which point takes you where. Please take good care of my pad," Purah said.

"Of course we will," Zelda promised her.

"Are you guys wanting to go later today?"

"We were hoping to leave as soon as he gets here with the rest of our supplies. If that's alright…"

Purah sighed and pouted facetiously. "My babies are leaving me."

Zelda gave her an anxious expression when Link suddenly arrived, clad in his snowy weather attire. He handed over her coat and scarf, as well as an elixir to stay warm.

"Thank you, my love," Zelda told him.

"Yes, I know, the two of you are obnoxiously, disgustingly in love, keep waving it in my face while you move away and have the perfect wedding that I'm accidentally not invited to."

Zelda could see that Purah was genuinely upset and trying to use humor to deflect it. It was making her feel guilty, but Link chimed in, "Melodrama. We'll obviously still see you."

Purah sighed and smiled before handing it over to Zelda and directing her on which points went where. She did her best not to grin or make any mention of the obvious bruises scattered across the front of his neck.

Zelda held on to Link's waist tight, and they were off.

"I remember this place," Link murmured. "We're right beside the flight range." He insisted she drink the elixer before they continued on. He handed her glider over, and they made the small jump to the rocky cliff below.

They could see a small Rito flying through the wind gusts with a bow in hand, taking aim at various targets and perfectly destroying.

"It's Tulin. He's been practicing," Link said with a chuckle.

They both descended the last jump and walked the narrow path along the rock wall towards the wooden hut. Teba and Saki were both there with what seemed like hundreds of targets, that they would occasionally throw up to him and he'd hit. Saki waved when she saw them, and Tulin flew down to them immediately.

"Link! Princess Zelda! I'm so happy you're both here! I've got my skill perfected. My arm doesn't tire either. Would you be willing to rematch with me right now?" Tulin's enthusiasm was rolling off his body in waves. Link and Zelda looked at eachother a moment. She smiled and he chuckled.

"Of course, kid. Let's do it."

Teba sprinted down the stairs and said to them quickly, " Hold on a moment, I remember you saying something about reimbursement… I didn't expect you really meant it, but I want to make another bet on it that my son will beat you this time."

"Does he have a problem with gambling?" Link asked Saki as she approached from behind Teba.

She laughed and said, "You have no idea."

"How about this. If you score the same as me or better, I'll reimburse your dad the five thousand he lost. I already planned to reimburse him, but I know how seriously you all are taking this," Link said.

Tulin grinned, and explained the new rules. The targets still remained at fifty. It was much like the skill test Teba had given Link before making their attack on Vah Medoh. He approached the ledge, and jumped into the wind gusts as he took on their specialized test.

Link was able to score a prefect fifty to Teba's great annoyance. Tulin grinned at his dad confidently and said, "I've got this dad! Don't worry!"

Link gave Tulin a high five when he returned on his glider. Tulin said to him, "Don't wish me luck, I don't need it!"

Link chuckled, and watched as Tulin fulfilled his promise to his dad and struck every anchored and moving target they had.

"...49…50!" Saki screamed.

Zelda and Link were both laughing to themselves and shaking their heads a bit. So much for the money they'd saved up for a new home. They were both fine with it. Tulin descended back down to everyone and hugged Zelda and Link both tight before yelling at his dad, "WHAT DID I TELL YOU!"

Link handed all the larger sum rupees he had in his pocket over to Teba's greedy hands and said, "I'll pay you the rest later when I have it."

Instead of telling them, 'don't worry about it' like Saki had hoped, he said, "Yeah, take your time." She swatted her husband's arm.

"What?" He said innocently.

Zelda and Link went on their way again and began traveling about the Hebra region.

By the time they made it below coldsnap hollow, Zelda was shivering uncontrollably.

"Zelda, do you want to warp home?"

"No, I'm fine, please let's continue."

She pulled out her other elixir and drank it. They went on further, with him shooting her occasional anxious glances. By the time they reached the hebra tundra, her nose and eyes were running.

"Link! Look at that beautiful horse!" Zelda cried. It was the shade of gold and trotting quickly away from them due to her outburst. She'd never seen a horse so beautiful in her life.

"I'm bringing us home," he said definitively. Her entire face was red.

"No, bring us back to Rospro Pass. I want to stay in Rito village tonight," she sighed.

He shook his head in disbelief, but brought them there like she requested. The journey to town was more uncomfortable than Zelda had anticipated. It was heavily raining on them, and they wound up getting there by nightfall.

"Let's just go to the inn and sleep," Zelda said, removing her wet coat in the process.

"Okay…" He said, hoping she really was fine like she promised.

Her croup cough began during the night. Link was a relatively heavy sleeper, and ignorant to her growing suffering, but she had woken enough times from it to know she was positively getting sick. Her throat was burning, her nose was beginning to run, and her shivering was becoming uncontrollable.

She shook him gently and he blinked at her slowly.

"I'm so sorry to wake you," She said with a whimper and blocked nose. "I'm miserable. May we go home?" She went into a coughing fit and held her shirt over her mouth.

He sat them both up quickly and without a word, reached down for the Purah Pad from the satchel. He held on to her tight, and found the lab on its screen, just like that, they were gone.

The pad had scanned in the blanket too and he decided he'd return it later. He kept it around her and carried her under her knees and back, down to their cottage.

"What are all your symptoms?" He asked her.

Her eyes were shut. "I'm freezing and my entire body hurts. My ears throb…my head, my throat…" She said against his chest, then let out several more croup coughs.

"My poor girl," he murmured. "Wish there was a potion cure for the flu, though I know of ones that will help alleviate your symptoms. I'll make you something after I lay you down."

"I'm sorry I'm causing you to have to do this."

"Quit being ridiculous, of course I'm going to take care of you. Gonna baby the hell out of you."

She simply coughed some more into the blanket then sighed.

He laid he down under their covers, and put the additional one on top before tucking her in. Her teeth were chattering when she said, "What would I even do without you?"

"I ask myself that question all the time," he said with a smile.

. . . . . . . . .

Every day Link provided her with headache elixirs and fever reducers, but she was still miserable. She hardly left the bed for five days, and when she did, for the bathroom or to get sick, he was at her side and helping her down the stairs. She woke up the sixth morning, and realized she felt almost entirely better. She was in emotional disbelief, the relief was sweet. She laid back against her cushion and he rolled over sleepily to hug her.

"Good morning, how are you feeling?" He croaked. Somehow, during all this time, he'd managed not to catch her illness. He truly wasn't lying when he told her he didn't ever get sick.

"I feel better. I could cry. In about five minutes I'm going to come back inside, and smother you in my love," She promised, jumping out of bed.

"I missed you too," he said affectionately and with a laugh.

She ran back inside at almost the exact time she promised, and glommed over his body. Her kisses were childish and grateful.

"Thank you for everything you do. Let me take care of you," she said coyly.

"Let me take care of you," he said with that look she loved to see.

He laid against the wall, and pulled his pants and shirt off quickly. She had already done the same when he flipped her body around and pulled her pussy over his face to lick. She pulled his semi erection into her mouth and began the movements with her tongue and mouth she knew he loved. They were making delicious sounds against one another's skin and occasional pulling away to cry in lust or say words like, "I love that, keep doing that."

He was nearly there, and told her as much.

"Go ahead my love, I'm about to as well."

He'd only done it one other time down her throat, he'd been shy enough by it, and always pulled away to shoot into his hand. He was getting much more used to her mouth and much less embarrassed. He let go as did she, and the sounds they made amplified it more for each other.

She was able to swallow it all this time. She really kinda liked it and was definitely never going to admit that aloud. He was still trembling as he pulled away from her mouth. His tongue was still lazily moving against her clit. He fell back and uttered, "Goodnight."

He'd meant it as a joke, but they both really did end up falling asleep soundly after that.

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Notes:

I ALWAYS HAVE TOO MANY COMMENTS I'M SORRY

God I detest the word pussy, but I did it. I did it for all of you.

Zelda is all w and embarrassed during sex, meanwhile Link is like 'I want you to fucking bruise me" "(cough)chokemetoo)"

(Red Hot Chili Peppers' Aeroplane playing in the background- "I like pleasure spiked with pain—") Ugh. Sweet pea I understand.

He's like a lion in heat. "I want everyone to know I'm happily owned ty" Zelda is like "ehhh makeup pls, I'm the princess of Hyrule I'm chaste, honest."

Link wanting to taste himself on her is kinda the hottest fucking thing everrrrrrrrrrrrr AND I'LL THROW HANDS OVER IT that's husband behavior, same with eating her allthefuckintime. You guys remember how bashful he got when the male Gerudo that gifted him the disguise, said "eeeeeee you look adorable!" I could hear in my head. He's not used to getting flattery like that from men, he'd be like. "Oh uhm, thank you. /u/ "

Yes Zelda, sweetheart, you need to take care of your mans, ofc he didn't ask for head, he doesn't want to humiliate or degrade his princess BUT WHAT MAN DOESN'T WANT THAT, BABYDOLL ily

I want them to have all the best experiences in life together and I was trying to find any reasonable or realistic way they would want to smoke the "hyrule herb" if you feel me, but I just can't make it work, despite how cute I think it would be. Is it too ooc? I think it is. I'm an enormous pothead tbqh. Stoned Zelda…omg it would be so cute. ANYWHO

If someone ever drew a short comic of their favorite scene from this I would legit write them their own story with anything of their choosing/ request. TTuTT

I thrive on comments, they give me the will to go on. Please leave me some ill cry 3 3