Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Zelda: The Misadventures of Link	By : moranos Category: Zelda > General Views: 122315 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own The Legend of Zelda game series, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 16
- 17
- 18
The Legend of Zelda
The Misadventures of Link
Chapter 17: The Hour of the Wolf
Disclaimer. This story is based in whole or in part upon characters and scenarios created and owned wholly by Nintendo. I do not own these characters or scenarios, nor do I profit in any way from the dissemination of this fanfiction material.
This document contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts between consenting (mostly) individuals. Are you really reading this? If this bothers you, you probably shouldn't be viewing whatever website you found this at. Additionally, this story chapter contains dark and highly adult subject matter including rape. You’re still reading? Rape is bad. Are you seriously still reading the disclaimer? Sheesh, what an anal retentive prat you must be. I don’t condone rape and it’s something that I would never do. However, as most of us have a darker side, and a darker side to our sexuality, it can be illuminating to explore the issue. If you’re going to be offended by reading graphic descriptions of rape, do not read this chapter. Well, seriously, if you’ve read any of the previous chapters you might have some inkling of what you’re in for.
This fic is published only at Adultfanfiction.net
Author’s note:
This chapter has been kicking around on a flash drive several years in various stages of non-completeness. I haven’t even proof-read the damned thing, but as it’s been over two years since my last published update, I figured it was more important to just upload it and call it done. Bear with me, and enjoy... that is, if you’re still into this sort of thing.
=============================

Malon stood face to face with Link on the bridge outside of Kakariko. Dusk was falling quickly over the great plains.
“I know what you did.” Malon stood with her fists on her hips. She wore her riding clothes, tight khaki trousers with calf-length brown boots, and a tight blue bodice and a shirt of supple tan leather.
“What?”
“What you did to the Princess.”
Link looked at his feet. “Oh… I… I think have a problem.”
“Yes,” Malon said. “You raped the Princess of Hyrule.”
“I--”
Malon cut him off abruptly “She would have done ANYTHING to help you, Link… and you…” she stammered as her voice cracked, “you raped her like a brutal animal. She couldn’t walk right after what you did to her!”
“I’m sorry, I--” he was cut off by Malon’s riding boot slamming into his crotch. He fell to his knees.
“See how it feels!” Malon shouted. “Apologies wouldn’t do you any good if you weren’t the hero of time,” she spat, and slapped him across the face. “Zelda, the Sages, they need you. I need you too.” She turned her back on him and took a few steps away, fuming. “Every good person in this WORLD needs you, Link, and all you can do is run around fucking everything that moves when you aren’t busy fighting.”
Link blinked away tears. The guilt was burning an awkward pit in his stomach, but he didn’t know what to do.
Malon knelt before him and grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him. “Link, without you there is---no---hope...” she said, punctuating the last three words by pounding her fist on his shoulder.
Link still knelt, holding his throbbing balls in his hands. As Malon stared at him, the reality of Link’s existence became clearer… “Just a child…” she thought. “He’s just a child who can’t understand because he’s missing seven years…”
“You’re so… useless!” she said in exasperation. She gave him a little shove and he fell over on his side, still nursing his wounded pride. Malon stood and walked over to her mount.
“Why do you care so much? Are you in love with Zelda?”
“Yes.”
The silence was profound but for the running of the river beneath them.
“She loves you too?”
“Yes, so she says.”
“She’ll never love me.”
“Probably.”
Link struggled back to his knees, still gasping gaping at the pain in his loins. His childish confusion finally bubbled to the surface. “But I want… I thought… I’m the hero, and I’m supposed to get the girl. Isn’t that how it works? I always wanted to marry the Princess, since I was a boy.”
Malon exploded. “Oh, come on you silly twat! What do you think you’ll be, King of the Hylian Empire?! You have no claim to the throne! None!” She grabbed her riding crop and stomped back to where Link sat.
“But--”
“You’d only ever be… I dunno, the Lord Regent or… something. She’s the Queen! Her father was the King, and you’re an orphan, no better than a peasant’s bastard!”
“But I’m--”
“You’re dirt! Hero of nothing! Hero that let Ganondorf into the Temple of TIME! Hero of Failure! At least my family were nobles, landowners! Merchant contractors to the Royal Court!”
“But you can’t be King, you’re a--”
“I’ve more claim to marry into the Royal Family than you!”
“You’re a girl.”
They were both still for a while.
After a time, Malon squeezed his shoulders, and pressed her forehead against his. He still held his bruised balls. She could feel, still, the magnetic attraction that she felt towards him. She fought it down. “Do you think the world owes you something? Do you think you’re due a beautiful maiden with stunning looks and a throne to match? The stories always go that way, the good ones and the bad ones. You’re a man, you’re a hero, so whatever else happens your destiny is to get a woman, just by the virtue of your life. The world isn’t like that, Link. Maybe if you’d grown up like a normal boy you’d have learned that, but you didn’t. I’m so sorry you didn’t! But what’s done is done. Just try not to do any more harm!”
Link was silent for a few moments before speaking again. “But, you. You can’t marry a Queen and become another Queen… can you?”
Malon stood up with an exasperated sigh and strode towards her horse. Link barked his question again, “Well, can you or can’t you?”
She mounted quickly and spurred her mount forward over the bridge. As she passed Link, she reached down and smacked him across the head with her crop. “We’ll see, hero. We’ll see,” she shouted over her shoulder as she sped away to the village.

--
Link chuckled as Darunia gasped for air. The Goron had ran from the Chamber of Sages as fast as he could, to intercept Link. But the Hero was always on the move, so two days had passed before the Fire Sage finally caught up with Link. They stood on the Kokiri bridge in the Lost Woods. Darunia’s breath steamed in the cold night air, and he clutched a cramp in the side of his huge frame. At length the Goron hoisted himself up on the bridge railing and slowly got control of his breath.
“Well met, sworn brother. Well met indeed!” he announced, gesturing to Link’s well worn but hardened appearance. “You are as ready as you ever shall be! And ready you must be, for it is time!”
Link’s blood ran suddenly cold. “Then all the preparations have been completed?”
“Yes. Even Saria will lend us her power to create the seal,” Darunia said, nodding.
“Even Saria?” Link asked with a raised eyebrow. “Is it surprising that the Sage of the Forest should lend us her aid?”
Darunia shook his head, finally letting go of the railing and standing straight and tall before Link. He placed his gnarled hands on Link’s shoulders and knelt to see eye to eye with the hero. “No, no surprise there. But Impa tells us that she completed her quest... the shadow sage was only concerned about Saria’s well being.”
“Is she alright?”
Darunia nodded. “As well as can be expected. But do not concern yourself. Prepare yourself, and then go to the tower!” He stood, and lumbered off, leaving Link on the swaying bridge. Link stared after the goron with a quizzical look. He turned and strode back into the Kokiri village.
Minutes later, Link was in Saria’s house, sweating slightly in excitement and from the warmth from the crackling fire burning on the girl’s hearth. He blinked and rubbed his eyes as he peered down at her. She was lying on her bed, fast asleep. Her round breasts rose and fell as she breathed, and her hands with their long and delicate fingers were folded on her stomach. Her elegant features were peaceful in her repose. He knelt down on the floor next to her, feasting his eyes on her new appearance.
“I can’t believe she did it,” said Navi. The fairy had perched herself on the mantle and was stretching her hands and feet over the edge to warm them from the fire. “She’s actually very beautiful.”
Link shot her a puzzled glance over his shoulder. “Aren’t you going to tell me that there’s no time, or that I shouldn’t be here?”
Navi glared at him for a moment and then looked away, examining the nails on her tiny hand. “What use would it be?” she said. “Besides, the truth is that she’s probably perfect for you.”
Link’s gaze swung around to Saria again. She was still fast asleep, oblivious to Link’s attention. He leaned forward and carefully, tenderly, kissed the girl on the forehead. She stirred slightly and a contented sigh escaped her lips. He kissed her again, this time on the ridge of the nose, and then again on her glistening lips. Her body responded immediately, and her lips parted slightly. With her eyes still closed, she reached one hand to the back of his head and pulled him towards her, returning his kiss passionately and teasing his lips with her tongue.
Link’s heart raced as he placed one hand on her flat belly, and began to explore the waking girl’s mouth with his tongue. As he probed deeper he felt her breath coming hot and fast on his cheek. His right hand teased it’s way past her ample breasts and caressed the side of her neck and her ear. He could feel her pulse quickening and her body tensing in anticipation.
“Link,” she mumbled, pulling away just enough to speak. Her blue eyes fluttered open. “Link, I did this for you.”
“You’re amazing,” he said, eyes darting across her body as she sat up. Her perfectly proportioned figure was an incredible sight for him, even after his previous adventures.
She pulled him into an embrace and held him tightly. “I couldn’t be without you,” she said, nuzzling and kissing his ear. “I thought this would help us...”
Link’s heart raced as he held the unnaturally beautiful vixen in his arms. He felt her body growing tense, quivering with excitement and anticipation. She was trembling in her need. He unfastened the belt at her waist and began to pull off her tunic. As if drawn by a magnet, he buried his face in her breasts, kissing and fondling the luscious mounds. He teased and caressed her nipples with his mouth, stroking with his tongue, biting gently, sucking and pulling firmly with his lips.
For Saria, the world was a blur, except for Link. Nothing mattered to her but the waves of pleasure that washed through her very soul when in response to her lover’s passionate touch. Her breath was deep and ragged as he slipped down between her legs and forced her thighs apart. Link’s tongue teased her inner thighs, caressed her mound, and dove with relish between her petals. She lost herself in his attentions, moaning wordlessly as his fingers spread her apart and entered her body. His tongue and index finger were like tongs made of pure pleasure, caressing and squeezing the very center of her being, one slippery and smooth, the other hardened, rough with callus. Link was no longer teasing her but inflicting his passion upon her with well practiced accuracy.
She grabbed his head, and with a wail of pleasure she pressed him deeper, closer, nearer. Her thighs spasmed against the sides of his head as she came. Blind and deaf to anything but Link, she shuddered, screaming his name for the world to hear. She lay back with her eyes closed, quivering slightly as Link’s tongue wormed its way up her body. Her breath was still coming in deep gasps as he caressed her rock-hard nipples with his tongue and his fingers. She felt the moistness inside her cunt increasing again as he moved into position, and she moaned loudly as his cock parted her pussy’s lips and drove itself deeply into her. It was as if a wedge of sheer ecstasy was being driven between her legs.
Fire coursed through Link’s veins as he probed the depths of Saria’s body with his rod. She was as tremendously wet, soft and tight as the first time they’d made love. He grasped her wrists and held her hands behind her head, placing his full weight upon her. He drove himself into her, slowly but violently proclaiming his lust and passion for her with his body. Words that he did not recognize escaped his mouth as he caressed the side of her face with his mouth, kissing, nibbling her ear, licking her neck.
Saria was gasp-moaning spasmodically with each crushing thrust from her lover. She could barely breathe under his weight and enthusiastic performance, but air was not nearly as important to her as what he was doing to her body. Though it was only minutes since her last orgasm, she could feel her body building to another climax. She was hardly aware of her own hands as his body continued pummelling her, but she teased her clit with one hand and roughly twisted one of her own nipples with the other. She could feel his pace quickening, and her moans and gasps became screams of lust as she went over the edge into the abyss of bliss.
Link held the trembling girl in his arms for a few moments despite being on the verge of cumming... but his own needs had to be met. She was still spasming as he pulled his cock out of her cunt, and raised her legs and hips. He pressed the head of his cock into her ass, slowly but forcefully, and she offered him no resistance. But the tight smoothness of her ass was too much for him, and before he had slid himself fully inside, his body erupted inside her.
When the pair had collapsed onto Saria’s bed in bliss, she mumbled something to him as he cuddled her from behind.
“Stay with me forever, ok?”
“I’ll never leave you.”

--
- 16
- 17
- 18
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Zelda: The Misadventures of Link