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The love life of a Hero	By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 3839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 13: Yellowish flappy thingy

It was already early evening when Link was done chopping wood. Wiping his brow, he put his axe away and went into the house. There was no one downstairs, but there was something gently bubbling on the stove. It smelled good! “Ivee?” he called.
“Up here!” Ivee called from upstairs. “I’m having a rest!” She smiled when she saw his head appearing from behind the banister.
“Where’s your mum?”
“Out, fetching butter. And returning dad’s vest.” The instant panic in his eyes almost made her chuckle. “We’ll have dinner when she’s ba--”
“I haven’t noticed her leaving at all! I could’ve done that! Or you could’ve asked your brother! What if you go into labour right now?”
“Oh, but no,” Ivee said, pulling back the sheet as an invitation that he should join her in the bed. “Even though we don’t know the exact date, I feel that it’s still too early now.” She sighed when he came lying next to her, wrapping her arms around him. She inhaled his smell, the smell of a working man, providing for his pregnant wife. “I’m sorry for snapping at you all the time.”
“You snap all you want. I can’t even begin to imagine what it must be like.”
She snuggled closer, nuzzling along his cheek. “Let me make it up to you. What do you say we use this private time to...”
“Ivee… What if your mum comes back?”
“We’ll keep our clothes on.” She feathered kisses along his neck, trailing her hand down over his chest and abs. “Relax… She’s only been away since a couple of minutes.”
She stuck her tongue out of one corner of her mouth while she let her hand dive under the waistband of his trousers. He was wearing his worn out clothes again. Nice and comfy for at home.
Link let out a shaky breath when she had found his stiffening member. In spite of his initial fear of getting caught, he still let her. Who knew when they would get a moment alone again? He felt her eyes upon him while his face was growing hot, and he swallowed. “Don’t you… need to… to be touched?” he panted.
“Nah, I’m not really in the mood right now,” she said, watching with growing fascination how he bit his lip and let out heated sighs while she was pleasuring him. “But I shouldn’t be selfish, right?”
“No, that wouldn’t be nice of you at all.”
“I’m a nice girl.”
“No doubt about that.” Pushing his hips up into her touch, he let his eyes drift shut, sighing and softly moaning while she skilfully stroke her hand up and down.
Ivee’s eyes were sparkling. Seeing Link like this was always such a treat, but with her belly in the way, it had been a while since they’d done anything, sex wise. While her one hand was busy between his legs, she reached her other hand up to his face, softly running her fingers over his quietly panting lips. Taking the cue, he kissed her caressing fingers, opening his eyes and looking straight at her while he was lapping and sucking them in. This view triggered an unexpected surge of passion in Ivee’s loins.
“You look so hot right now,” she moaned. She could come just from seeing him like this. Felt like she was going to too. Was that even possible? “Ah… Ahn! Link!”
Link stopped blinking for a moment. Stopped sucking her fingers, stopped everything as alarm bells were going off in his head. Was the baby coming? No, she was smiling, her gaze fixed on him with nothing but blissful rapture. Ten years off his life. “Did you just… have an orgasm?”
“I... think I might have, yes,” Ivee panted, confused.
“Just like that? I thought you weren’t in the mood?”
She softly laughed. This being pregnant was a weird thing. “So did I, but… guess I was horny as hell after all. Well, that is to say… I constantly feel all sorts of things. Hard to put my finger on it. I suppose that this being on edge all the time… it goes for my sexual feelings too.” Then her attention went back to the hand in Link’s trousers, which had momentarily stopped. “You haven’t come yet.”
“I haven’t.”
“Wait, if I just use my hand, we’ll make a mess.” Her mum still had to sleep in this bed. She shimmied down, covering herself with the sheet, so she wouldn’t be in plain sight. The upper floor of this house being an open mezzanine didn’t really help to hide their activities in case someone would come in. Because her mum might’ve been gone. But there was also Purah, or – even worse – Azu.
Link felt his temperature rising and his heart beat speeding up while Ivee was fumbling at his crotch. Lately, he’d been a supporting and understanding husband, anxious about asking this from her the way she was now. Right now, simply this would feel phenomenal. He felt his muscles drawing taut when he felt Ivee’s welcoming mouth enveloping the twitching head. Her warm, slippery tongue there got his senses piqued and his mind clouded. He let his eyes drift shut again, deeply enjoying the suction while she took him in further. “Are you gonna do the humming thing again?” he asked, gasping loudly when Ivee did. No hand job could possibly compare to this.
Ivee poured all of her love into what she was doing. With all her thoughts and energy going to the baby growing inside her belly, she’d almost forgot how Link’s body had the power to take her breath away. How almost a year ago, just a glance at his hips could make her weak in the knees. Lately, she’d done nothing but complaining, snapping and in general, being a bitch. And even though it had been Link who’d planted this baby inside of her uterus way before they had planned, one thing was for sure: he didn’t deserve to be treated like that. It was about time she’d blow some new life into their love life. Realising this made her suck with more vigour and dedication, applying the skills she’d learned from her practise with those bananas. She could feel his penis flexing and throbbing with approval, deep in her throat.
“Ah! Ivee, that feels so good! Keep going,” she heard him groaning. Glancing up from under the sheet, she saw his flushed face, his eyes closed in rapture. The way he was biting his lip and the frown between his eyes told her that he was almost reaching his climax, and she started fondling his balls. Feeling them draw tight and hearing him cry out, she backed away, ready to drink his essence.
“Ivee! Aah! Yes!” he shouted, tensing up while he let his semen flow into her mouth. Through the sheet, he clutched at her hair, his other hand grasping at the pillow. Cracking his eyes open, he saw her peering up at him from under the sheet, her lips sucking everything from him. “I love you so much,” he moaned.
When there came nothing more and Link’s stiff member started to go soft again, she neatly tucked him back in and crawled up again. “I love you too,” she said, panting a bit. “But I think you felt that, right?”
Laughing, Link nodded, hugging her close. His anchor in this crazy world. “Thank you,” he sighed happily.
“No problem,” Ivee smiled fondly. He pressed his lips to hers, and that kiss took her back to that hidden moment under the apple tree, almost a year ago.
“It’s almost your birthday again,” he said, tenderly pressing his forehead against hers.
“Yes. When we first...”
“Hmm… Imagine this kid coming on your birthday.”
“That would be easy to remember.”
They eased down onto the pillow and lay like that for a while, enjoying the silence. In a couple of weeks, silence would be a long forgotten luxury.
“Can you believe Purah, keeping me in suspense like that about that other project she’s been working on?” Ivee then said, lazily twirling a finger into Link’s hair.
“Yeah, I overheard you talking about that. She said we’d have to go to the lab to see it? We could fast travel there together, you know.”
“What if I start going into labour there? I want to give birth here, in our comfy bed.”
“Hm...” Link murmured. “If you’re really curious, I’ll go by myself and tell you all about it.”
“Yeah, that would be good.”
“Okay. Gotta say, I’m quite curious too.”

Purah and Symin were sat around the table, bent over documents that were scattered all over the table top. The development of the duplication rune was not going as smoothly as planned. But there was still hope. Link’s hair, saliva, nails, blood or sweat weren’t sufficient to create a second Link. But they didn’t despair. There was more to Link than just all of the above.
With a deep, cleansing breath, Purah straightened herself. “I need some fresh air,” she declared, jumping off her seat and stepping outside. Well, at least there was her other project, which had been successful. She was sure Link and Ivee would be happy about that. Come to think of it, in the week that had passed since she’d told them about it, she hadn’t come round to showing it to them. One of these days, she’d definitely have to do that. Or maybe, she wouldn’t have to. As it happened, she saw Link’s figure approaching from a bit further down the hill, and she merrily waved her hand to welcome him.
“Ah Linky, are you on your own, my boy?” she said when he’d arrived.
“Yes, Ivee’s worried about going into labour somewhere else than her comfy bed.”
“How is she?”
“Scared shitless.”
“Oh dear. Well, do tell her that my heart is going out to her.”
“Will do.”
“I take it you’re here about my new invention.”
“You got our interest piqued, yes.”
“I’d expected you sooner.”
“Got summoned.”
“Oh, bummer. Well, let’s go inside.” She held the door open for Link and followed him in. “Symin,” she called with a mysterious chortle, sitting herself down on her chair and inviting Link to do the same. “Can you go get our latest invention please?” While she was waiting, she cleared some space on the table and bounced on her seat, assuring Link that he was gonna love it. Her eyes sparkled when Symin handed her a folded piece of parchment. He then sat next to her on a chair, as it was his invention too. “Thanks, love. Now, Link. I’ve been experimenting with this new substance,” she said, unfolding the parchment and lifting a yellowish, flappy thingy from it. “It’s stretchable. It’s impregnable.” She pulled it and let it snap, making Link jump in his seat. “You catch my drift?”
“Not really no.”
“With this, I’ve been able to manufacture something for your Tiny Hero.”
Bemused, Link stared back at her.
“Your cock, sweetie.” She lifted a second flappy thingy from the parchment, made from the same substance, but shaped like a tube. She held it up in the air, so Link could see better.
Link stared at it open mouthed. “This is for my c--” He had trouble with that word. Such a dirty word. “For my penis?” It did look about the same size. Well no, slightly smaller, but the same shape anyway.
“Indeed, it is.”
“What does it do?”
“That, my friend, I shall demonstrate right now. Come sit a bit closer, I’m gonna need your assistance,” she said, while Link scooted his chair right next to hers. “You happen to have a mighty banana on you?”
Link made a dubious face. The last time someone had asked him for mighty bananas… “Are you… seeing someone?”
“No, why?”
“Never mind.”
Purah watched while the banana materialised from the Sheikah Slate. “Stellar device that Sheikah Slate, isn’t it?”
“It really is!” Link agreed. “It can also make my clothes disappear just like that. Very convenient indeed.”
Pura’s mind seemed to dwell on that thought for a bit. “Lovely! Now, allow me to demonstrate. If you would hold the banana for me…?” She took something else from the parchment. It looked like the same flappy tube, rolled up. “Now, imagine this banana to be your penis, in its aroused state.” She carefully placed the rolled up tube at the tip, but when she glanced at Link, she noticed how he seemed to have trouble focusing. “Are you paying attention?”
“Sorry!” Link said, feeling his cheeks growing hot. “I keep on finding it strange to have sex talks with you looking like a little girl.”
“Ah yes, I can imagine that.” She reached up her hand to stroke his cheek and patted it twice, much like a grandma would. It reminded Link of her actual age. “Keep your eyes on the banana then. It’s important you do it right.”
“You still haven’t told me what it does.”
“Patience, dear. It will all become clear once I’ve applied it. So, this banana is your erection. You place this piece of rubber over the tip and then roll it all the way down. You see?”
“I see,” Link nodded.
“Remember how I said that this substance is impregnable?”
“Uhu...”
“You see how it’s covering the entire banana?”
“Uhu…?”
“A.k.a., your erection.”
“Yeah… Oh!” It started to dawn upon him what the whole idea behind the flappy thingy was. “We use it during sex!”
“Yes!” Purah shouted gleefully. “It stops your semen from going inside your partner. So the risk of your girl getting pregnant is much smaller.”
“So… My goodness, you two are brilliant! So, after the baby’s out, and me and Ivee want to have sex again, and we use this...”
“You won’t have to worry about her being pregnant shortly after the first one,” Purah victoriously finished. “As long as you use this, you can decide for yourself when or if you want to have more children.” She solemnly held the rubber covered banana up in the air. “I shall call it… a cockhat.”
Link didn’t seem convinced. Neither did Symin. “Doesn’t that sound a bit… vulgar?” Link said, and Symin murmured something in agreement.
“Hmm, yes yes, you might be quite right. How about a… A willysleeve then? Sounds a bit cuter, doesn’t it?”
Link and Symin looked at each other, and both nodded. “Okay, let’s go with willysleeve,” Symin said.
All three of them stared at the rubber covered banana held up in the air in awe, as if it was some reward they had found in a treasure chest. “Awesome,” Link finally concluded. “So, how’s the duplication rune?”
Purah cringed. She had expected that question. “Yes, about that. I’m afraid we’re gonna be needing some more samples. As the matter of fact, we think that semen might be the most effective.”
“Really?” Link looked at Symin, who nodded, looking way too amused about it too. He uncomfortably squirmed on his seat, nervously touching his face. “Well, if that’s what needs to be done… The sooner we have this copy, the better, right?”
Purah helplessly shrugged her shoulders. “I’m terribly sorry. The way it’s looking now, it’s the only option we still have left. You can go upstairs if you want.” She stood up in search for a cup, or a jar. Having found one, she handed it to Link. “Please try not to make too much of a mess.”
“I’ll clean it up.”
“Good boy.”
Clearing his throat, Link decidedly shoved his chair back. “Okay, let’s do this then.”

To be continued...
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