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Impure Thoughts	By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 7784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Summary: Zelda worries about the future. Then she frets about what’s Link taking so long to go order an engagement ring. But when he comes back, all’s well again, and they have a bit of sexy time together ^_^

Author’s Note: Yaaay, it’s chapter number 2! I still don’t know where this story is gonna go. I’m just making it up as I go. I don’t think it will have a real plot, just lovey-dovey situations and sexy bits. That’s okay, right?

Chapter 2: Not So Silent Princess

Zelda woke up the next morning as a new born woman. Link was already gone. But she wasn’t sad about that. He’d told her so the night before. He’d have to get up early, to train. He’d have to get the soldiers out of their barracks. Getting up in the wee hours of the morning was part of their training. She suspected that today, he would do so with a lot more spirit. The soldiers wouldn’t know what hit them.
While she’d been still half asleep, she’d felt him crawling out of the bed, planting a tender kiss on her cheek, leaving her with a whispered ‘I love you’. Of course she could’ve got up together with him. But why would she be standing on some cold training ground, while she could be here in her warm bed, dreaming about him? She felt like staying in bed would prolong the magic that had happened last night. It had been incredible. And as much as she would’ve loved to have cuddled with him before they’d got up, there would be plenty more opportunity for that later.
She was going to marry him.
She veered up with the brightest of grins on her face. Hugging her arms to herself, she shook her legs with pure excitement. That dance of joy she hadn’t done yesterday…
She would do it now.
Yanking the sheet away, she got upright and jumped on the bed, laughing and cheering. This little show went on until something on the mattress caught her eye. She fell to her knees, inspecting it from up close. A red stain. Blood. Blood! Cursed hymen had been pierced! It had really happened, she was a girl no more.
Sheet needed washing, though. Not just due to the blood.
A growl of her stomach reminded her that it was hunger that had woken her now. With a giggle, she jumped off the bed and slipped into her silk dressing gown.
At heart, she would always stay a girl, probably.

“Tea, princess?”
“Yes, please.”
Liselle was trying to keep her discretion while she was pouring her tea, but Zelda could tell that her court maid was in fact bursting with curiosity. Quite conveniently, Zelda was dying to tell her all about it. After all, she had to let her know that her advise had been most effective.
“Oh, Liselle,” Zelda sighed.
“Yes, princess?” Liselle said hopefully. It was not proper etiquette to hear a princess out. However, offering a listening ear when she wanted to talk, there was nothing wrong with that.
“Liselle, oh, Liselle! Thank you so much for telling me all I needed to know.”
“It was good then, princess?” Liselle carefully placed the porcelain kettle back, before she would drop it from sheer excitement.
With another happy little sigh, Zelda gestured to the chair next to her. “Have a seat for a moment.” It was unusual for a maid to sit with her mistress, but on this subject, Liselle was just a friend. “He’s just the kind of man a woman would want. A gentle and generous lover, but fierce when he needs to be.”
“Fierce,” Liselle repeated with a wanton sigh. She suppressed the jealousy that was bubbling up in her chest. Link was destined to be with the princess, she shouldn’t be jealous about it. Her own unofficial man, one of the soldiers, was also very good looking. She’d picked the prettiest one. In fact, he looked very much like Master Link. Maybe a bit taller. A bit sturdier. Older too. But just as handsome. In all fairness, when they were doing it, she may have pictured Master Link.
“At first, he was very coy, as you have probably seen during dinner,” Zelda continued, sipping from her tea.
With red cheeks, Liselle recalled how she and Malya had been standing at the door, spying on them. “I’m sorry about that. Malya too.”
Considering the further progression of the evening, Zelda was prepared to condone it. “It’s fine. So, as I said, he was coy at first. But once he was loosened up...” She finished with a funny little screech and happily trampled her feet, letting the girl inside resurface for just a moment.
“Oh, wow. So, what has turned him around then?”
“Probably when he saw me naked. He changed entirely. I told him to do what came naturally. And he did.”
“Uhu,” Liselle mumbled with a slow nod. She reached for the princess’ hand, grabbing it and rubbing it with her thumb. “I want you to know that, if there’s anything you still wish to know, I’m here for you, okay?” She loved this girl dearly, and only wished the best for her, after all she’d already been through in her short life. She’d gone through things no 17 year old girl should have to go through. Had seen things no human being should have to see. Death. Destruction. War.
With sparkling eyes, Zelda looked at her trusty court maid, and nodded. “Okay.”

Zelda could already hear Link’s voice when she approached the training ground, while he was shouting commands and instructions to the soldiers. The way he behaved here was a day and night difference of the timid boy she’d had in front of her during dinner last night. Thank the Heavens he’d gained more confidence during the rest of the evening.
A lot more confidence.
With a smile, she set eyes upon the man who would be by her side forever. She idly wondered how he would grow older. If their kids would see pictures of him in his glory days and say, ‘Oh, so you did use to be fit.’
Impatient as she was to make their engagement official to the public, for now, she’d requested him to keep quiet about it. However, the other soldiers naturally must’ve suspected something.
“Yann!” Link yelled towards a particularly audacious looking soldier. “One more of those lewd remarks, and you’ll live to regret it!” With his index and middle fingers, he pointed from his eyes towards Yann, signalling that he kept an eye on him.
“He’s not joking,” one of the other soldiers groaned.
Zelda’s lips curled into an amused grin. Truly remarkable how he could be so different here. Clearly, he was in his element. She couldn’t wait to show him off to the people. And her engagement ring too. It would be magnificent. Link found jewels all the time. Sapphires, rubies, diamonds, you name it. And he knew a jeweller. Oh, she could already picture its splendour and grandeur.
When Link had caught sight of her, his eyes lit up. “Ten minute break!” he shouted. “Make that twenty,” he added, when he caught Zelda’s mock disappointed pout. He hurried over to her, remembering just in time that they had agreed to still keep their distance in public. “Most revered princess,” he said with a little curtsy.
“Oh, stop it,” Zelda giggled.
Link grinned. “Is there something I can do for you?”
“Well, since I was still half asleep when you left this morning, I just wanted to tell you that… I love you too. And also, I was wondering...”
Link inhaled her sweet perfume, letting his eyes drift over her female curves. “Yes?”
“When will you tell me one of your other fantasies?”
“I can tell you one right now, if you want.”
“Yeah?”
“To kiss you in front of all the other soldiers. Long and deep.”
“Hm… I’m looking forward to that… once we’ve made our engagement official.”
“When will that be?”
“When you have a ring.” She clutched at her dress, because for her too it was difficult to keep her hands to herself.
Link had noticed. “Ah,” he murmured, stepping closer to her, but Zelda automatically took a step back. “Can we really not…?” He reached out his hand, but she backed away even more.
“Ah-ah, no. Hands off.”
“Then when…?”
“Engagement ring first.” She really hated to sound so materialistic, but being a princess, it really did matter what people might think or say about her.
Link sighed. “Okay. Guess I’ll have to make a trip to the Zora’s then. It might take me longer than twenty minutes, though. I won’t be back in time to resume the training of this unruly bunch.”
“Never you mind about that.”
“Alright.” He took his Sheikah Slate and located the right spot on his map, but before he activated the fast travel, he want to ascertain that… “It’s only in public that we have to keep our distance, right?”
Zelda inhaled slowly through her nose, biting her bottom lip. “Don’t you worry, my darling. I’m already looking forward to tonight.”
“Hmm… Okay.” He sent a playful wink her way before he teleported out of there, and Zelda chuckled. Last night had done him good.
She turned towards the soldiers and clapped her hands to get their attention. “Gentlemen, listen up! I’m in a good mood today. Training dismissed, you have the rest of the day off!” A wave of approval went through the group of soldiers, and they quickly dispersed, looking forward to more pleasant things. “Yann, not you,” she said, when the audacious looking soldier passed her. “150 push-ups.”
Puzzled, Yann tottered to a halt. “Pardon, princess?”
“170 push-ups.”
“Terribly sorry, princess, but didn’t you say 150 at first?”
“I was pretty certain you hadn’t heard me the first time. 180, right now.”
“Princess, you’re being unreasonable.”
“I suggest you start on them, because with every passing second, ten more will be added.” She oversaw his exercises with sadistic pleasure, clapping a rhythm with her hands when he was going too slow. Only when he started to wheeze, she showed a little mercy. He was already at 167, anyway. “Okay, you may stop,” she snapped. She gave him a moment to regain his wits, then she went standing right in front of him. Her face was anything but friendly. “Was it you?”
“What?” Yann panted.
“Who told Link that a woman might get pregnant from swallowing semen.”
“Oh, that.”
“Yes, that.”
“Well, it was only a joke.”
She barked out a humourless laugh, and then turned dead serious again. “How dare you ridicule him like that? After all he’s done for this Kingdom.” Her eyes flashed with anger and disdain. “Let me tell you something, Yann. One more misstep from you and you will go from soldier to court jester, if you like to joke so much, you hear me? And I’m not joking when I say this.”
Yann was quickly realising that he had made a grave mistake. “Yes, princess. I’m sorry, princess,” he said with several bows of the head.
“Get out of my sight.” She waited until he’d scampered back to the barracks, and then unclenched her fists.
And breathe...
Well, that felt good!
Almost as good as sex.

Zelda sat comfortably on a cushioned chair in front of the window, staring outside after her personal victory. Because that’s what it had been. Telling this Yann off had been extremely nerve-wracking. She’d risen above herself.
Love had made her do it.
Her chest had become a melting pot of all kinds of feelings and emotions. Happiness, obviously. Expectation for what he future would bring, pride, relief, but also this niggling kind of uncertainty and anxiety about things that were out of her control.
She looked at the doves, the robins, the sparrows that carefreely came to enjoy their lunch from the bird feeding house in the castle garden. It was now late autumn. She wondered in what state the castle would be by summer. If it would already be rebuilt enough to have her marriage with Link. In the mean time, she’d still want to have sex with him, a lot. At one point, a child might be conceived. Getting married with a pregnant belly would be quite scandalous. Maybe she could spur her carpenters on to work harder. Or hire more carpenters, so the work could be done quicker without them doing a half-assed job. Yes, later that day, she would send messengers to recruit for more carpenters and bricklayers.
In the corridor, outside the room, she could hear Liselle rummaging around. Cleaning, but only with the purpose of being near in case Zelda would need her. And she needed her now. “Liselle, can you come in?” she called. Only a split second later, Liselle stuck her head inside.
“Something on your mind, princess?”
Zelda beckoned her over with a head nod. On her way to the princess, Liselle swiftly ran her dust rag along the cabinets, while she was at it. Then she stood leaned against the wall next to the window with a gentle smile, ready to listen to whatever was troubling her.
“I forced this question on him, to marry me,” Zelda said, tearing her eyes away from the peaceful scenery outside to look at her maid. “I didn’t mean to impose on him.”
Liselle hugged her rag to her chest. “Did he say yes then?”
“He did, but… You don’t think he only said yes so he could have unlimited sex with me?”
“Oh, but princess, Master Link doesn’t strike me as the type of person who’d take advantage of a woman. And also, in my humble opinion, he always seems genuinely happy to see you. Even before there was any talk of sex.”
Zelda’s worried face brightened. “He does, doesn’t he?”
“Yes. Incredibly shy, but very happy nonetheless.”
“After last night, he’s not so shy any more.”
Liselle’s smile broadened. “I’m happy to hear that.” She looked outside too now, and Zelda followed her gaze back to the mishmash of birds. A woodpecker had joined the crowd. “And also, you have to remember,” Liselle continued, tucking a stray lock of platinum blond hair back under her maid cap, “this love for him has survived a hiatus of 100 years. I daresay it will survive for another 100 years.”
Zelda looked at her with big eyes, wondering why she hadn’t come to realise this herself any sooner. It was for insights like this that she needed Liselle. “Why, I hadn’t even thought about it that way. You’re right.”
Liselle turned back at her with a gentle face. Her hazel eyes sparkles. “It was love at first sight, wasn’t it?”
“It was. Oh yes, it was.” Zelda covered her cheeks with her hands and let out a dreamy sigh. She could still vividly remember that feeling when she first saw him. When their eyes first connected. As if things slowed down and all else disappeared around her. Her love for him was not something superficial. Over time, it had become deep-rooted. The seed had been planted right then, at that moment, and now its veins had spread around and into her heart. It would take a lot for them to disintegrate.
They both laughed when outside, Link’s wolf jumped into view – he had called him Boy. Birds flew in every direction. He too had been given a warm home here at the castle.
“Oh dear, Boy’s causing a ruckus again,” Zelda chuckled.
After that, there was a little silence in which Liselle stood there waiting for the princess to tell her that she was excused. But she didn’t. “Is there something else, princess?” she asked.
Zelda cleared her throat and straightened herself a bit on her chair. “As the matter of fact, there is.”
Nothing followed. “Yes, princess?” Liselle carefully pressed.
Zelda sighed. It was a bit embarrassing. But she had to get it off her chest. “I just don’t want to become pregnant before we’re married. But, we love each other so much. Not having sex would be torture, for us both.”
“You know, there are certain times during the month where you don’t have to worry about becoming pregnant.” Doing her laundry, she knew that now, the princess would be safe.
Her interest piqued, Zelda looked up at her. “There are?”
Suddenly, Liselle felt infinitely sorry for her. The poor thing had lost her mother at such a young age that she’d never been able to learn from her how the female body works. “Let’s sit down with a cup of tea, shall we? I’ll tell you all about it.”

Zelda restlessly tapped her pen against the surface of the desk she was sitting at. She really ought to do some work. There were documents that needed her sign of approval, staff, carpenters and suppliers that wanted to be paid. But after having sat together with Liselle, she felt so incredibly dumb. The monthly cycle within one’s own body really is something a young woman should know about. Yet, she didn’t. At a certain age, it had started happening. But she’d never had the opportunity to question it. Back when she was still younger, all her focus’d had to go to honing her skills on the battlefield and trying to figure out how to use her magic, instead of her maturing body. The thrill of falling in love with Link and exploring it together with him had been completely non-existent for her. No matter how much she had wanted it. This had been the result. First, she’d had to ask to her maid how to have sex. And now this.
It had brought her to a very important decision.
Throwing her pen down, she abruptly stood up.
She found Liselle cleaning out the bath tub. Which was in itself good, because later on, she had plans with that bath tub. But right now, that was beside the point. “Liselle, there’s something else I’d like to talk to you about.”
“Yes, right away, princess,” Liselle said with a courteous smile.
Knowing Liselle, she’d want to finish here first. “I’ll be waiting for you in my study.” A couple of tedious documents and invoices later, there was a knock on the door. She called her in, and they moved to the small lounge area in the corner of her study. “I’ll come straight to the point,” Zelda said. “I don’t want you to be my maid any longer.” Having misinterpreted, all colour at once drained from Liselle’s face. “Oh… Oh, no! I’m not sacking your or anything, on the contrary!” Zelda was quick to add. “I want you to become my governess.”
Liselle’s eyes widened. “Your governess?” Well, this was going from one extreme to another.
“I have no parents. I need guidance. Not only in ruling this Kingdom, but… In life.”
Liselle felt her heart swell at this outcry for help. “There is still Master Link, though.”
“You don’t understand. I’m talking about things concerning a woman. If I become pregnant, have to get this baby out, become a mother… I can’t do it alone! And sure, I have Link, and he’ll do what he can, but… He’s a man.”
At this, Liselle’s face softened, a little smile playing around her lips. “I understand.”
“Will you do it? You won’t have to clean or cook or serve me any longer. There will still be some chores, but they will be of a different kind, a different level. You’ll get your own maids. Please?”
“Of course. Of course princess, I’ll do it. But, I too have never given birth, though.”
“Yes, for that, a doctor will have to come. But for other things… Surely, Link won’t be here all the time.” Speaking of which… “Where is he, anyway? He’s taking ages.” She looked at Liselle, already expecting for her to soothe her on this matter, but her newly appointed governess was only sort of staring blankly ahead. “Liselle?”
“Yes? I’m terribly sorry, the news is still sinking in.”
“Very well. But what is taking him so long?”
“Oh, but he’ll come back, princess. He has it so good here.”
“How long does it take to order a ring from a jeweller? Look, it’s already getting dark.”
“I’m sure he has his reasons. You have to give him some freedom. Besides, days are short this time of year. It’s really not that late yet.”
Zelda sighed and leaned back in her chair. “I guess you’re right.”
Liselle let her eyes rest upon the doll-like girl in front of her. A child of barely 18 years old, who was already talking about marriage and getting pregnant, while in truth, she was still trying to figure out how to grow up. Become an adult, not only in body, but also in spirit.
Suddenly, she regretted having pinched her so hard yesterday.
The living doll in front of her at once stirred back to life when she remembered she still had things to do. “Right, I should continue my administration,” Zelda said, standing up. “Liselle, when Link comes home, can you have a bath ready, please?” And then she remembered how she’d only just told her that she wouldn’t have to serve her any longer. “Oh! I’m gonna have to get used to not bossing you around any more.”
“It’s okay, princess, I’ll do it,” Liselle said with a little amiable laugh, also standing up.
“Oh yes, another thing,” Zelda said. “You don’t have to call me princess any longer either.”
“Well, then I’m gonna have to get used to not calling you princess any more.”
To end on a lighter, more relaxed note, Zelda thought she would compliment Liselle on her own sweetheart. “Your man is also quite good looking, isn’t he?”
“Cassian? Yes, I think so too.”
“He reminds me a bit of Link. But older.”
“A most curious kind of coincidence indeed,” Liselle nodded. “But if I may say so, prince-- Zelda: a lucky coincidence.”
Their eyes connected, and they giggled like schoolgirls.
When Zelda had moved back to her desk to resume her work, she felt a lot more lighthearted, even excited almost. Liselle would become so much more than just a governess. She would become a friend, someone to share her joys and sorrows with, someone with who she could gossip about men. It would be great fun.
Her eyes drifted to her diary that was lying at the side, and she lovingly ran her fingers along it, treasuring the memories that were recorded in it. Milestones in her life, such as last night. But also her hopes and dreams for the future, and musings about the past. Over the years, it had been a trusty companion to write down her innermost feelings. Surely, she would not neglect it. But it would be nice to have a real life listening ear from now on.

When she was done with her work, she sent for some musicians, a string quartet. She found it quite nice to listen to some music while she enjoyed a light afternoon tea. Liselle was right, it really wasn’t all that late yet. She shouldn’t be so worried right away. Seeing how Link could teleport to places with his Sheikah Slate, and how he knew his way around the Kingdom, people liked to take advantage of him to run some errands. And he did that. Obviously, he got something in return, like food, or money. But now that he lived here at the castle, he didn’t have to run errands any longer for food or money. He really was too good for this world.
She was just about to sip from her tea again, when one of her maids announced that they had a visitor. Her expensive porcelain cup and saucer were almost in pieces when she put them back on the table.
“Is it Link? Is he back?”
“It appears to be a woman, princess.”
“A woman?” She had not received any message of a visitor. Without needing any prompting, the string quartet stopped playing and left her to her business. After the maid, the woman casually walked through the door, almost seeming a bit offended to have been kept waiting. Zelda recognised the outfit. It was made to deceive a certain race of the Kingdom – and also the maid, clearly – but Zelda had a sharper eye. “Link! What are you wearing?”
“Huh?” Link raised his hands to his face, seeming to have forgotten that he was still wearing the scarf around his mouth, and he quickly pulled it down. “Oh dear… Sorry, I went to the Gerudo’s for some Noble Pursuit.”
“Master Link!” the maid exclaimed, bowing deeply. “I’m so sorry, I did not recognise you!”
“It’s okay,” Zelda smiled. She couldn’t really blame her. With his long lashes and not a single hair on his chest, he could’ve fooled anyone. “Go help Liselle.” Once they were alone, she was drawn to Link like a magnet. In fact, she wanted to chide him for staying away so long, but she’d been longing for his lips on hers all day, and now she craved for them above all else.
Link hummed when she pressed close to him and kissed him. Her mouth tasted of food. “Were you eating?”
“Yes,” she murmured against his lips. “Are you hungry? There’s afternoon tea.”
“No, I had something on the way.”
The taste of his lips soothed her like a drug, or a calming balm. Yet, something inside her still had to let him know about her discontentedness. “Such bad manners though, to keep a lady waiting like that.”
“I’m really sorry. There was this quest I never got to finish, so I thought I’d continue it real quick, while I was out and about. But it took me longer than I had expected.”
Zelda pulled away and frowned. “An unfinished quest?”
“Yeah, look what I got from it.” Link took out a picture from him, the princess and the other champions, and tears sprang to Zelda’s eyes. “Oh… Oh, that’s gorgeous.” She remembered when this had been taken. Right here, at the castle, after the inauguration ceremony of the champions. How nostalgic to see them all again. Mipha, Urbosa, Daruk and Revali, together with her and Link, right there, immortalized on paper. “We shall...” She thought for a moment. “We shall hang it above the fireplace. Where everyone can see it.”
“Sounds good.”
“Now, Liselle has prepared a bath.”
For Zelda, Link assumed. Of course for Zelda. Surely, he wouldn’t be allowed to use the royal bathroom. “Weren’t you having afternoon tea?”
“The servants can have it. Now I have an appetite for something else.” Her eyes sparkled suggestively.
Link was confused when she started pushing him in the direction of the bathroom. “Is the bath… Can I use the bath?”
“You can use everything. Now, hurry up. This time of year, it’s difficult to keep the water warm for long.”
When they arrived at the bathroom, Liselle and the younger maid just came out in their typical subservient-but-giggling manner. From the look on Liselle’s face, Zelda could tell that she was surprised to see Link in women clothes.
“Why, Master Link, is that you? Interesting choice of clothing, I must say.”
“Yes, some Gerudo women don’t tolerate men in their city walls,” Zelda chuckled. “Oh, before I forget. There’s afternoon tea in the lounge area. I didn’t get to finish it, you can have it.”
“How very kind of you, pri-- Zelda,” Liselle said with a thankful bow. “The bath is ready.”
“Thank you.”
Link looked around when he stepped into the bathroom. It was nice, but smaller than he had expected. So the heat would stay inside when it was cold outside, he figured. There were pale, cream coloured walls and a fancy bath tub, much bigger than the one he had in his own quarters. In an alcove in the wall, there was a collection of luxurious vials. “These look expensive.”
“They’re bath oils, and yes, they are expensive. Don’t use too much of it,” Zelda said. “Go ahead, pick one.”
“Oh, this sounds nice. Silent Princess.” He opened it and smelled it. “Hmm… No wonder you always smell so good.” It was with surprise, and – he couldn’t lie – joy that he noticed that Zelda too was getting undressed. “Are you gonna join me?”
“Of course,” she said, twisting her hair up into a loose bun. “After last night, I want to get naked with you every night. And if it wasn’t for me having to rule a Kingdom, and for you having to train the soldiers, I’d want to stay in bed with you all day.” She didn’t think she’d ever get tired of that look of hunger that appeared in his eyes when she undressed for him. With a sultry smile, she plucked the vial of bath oil from his hand; he looked like he might drop it at any time. “Now, hurry up. You’ve kept me waiting long enough already.”
Link swallowed. Honestly, it was ridiculous how easily she could have him drooling like an idiot. “Youdyo...” Well, he’d better shut up, wouldn’t he, if he couldn’t even speak properly.
Zelda giggled. “What was that?”
“Nuthin’,” Link mumbled. After he too had taken off his clothes, he decided to try again. “Do you think we will both fit in this bath tub?”
“My father could fit in it, and he was a big man. We are both young and petite, so I think we’ll be fine.”
Like a blind man, he let her lead him toward the bath tub. She poured a bit of the oil into the water, and gestured for him to take place, while she went to return the vial to the alcove. Link sank himself comfortably down into the water, letting the sweet smell of the oil drift up into his nose. It was soon replaced by Zelda’s natural body scent, still as enchanting as this morning, when she too stepped into the bathtub. With a little sigh, she went sitting between Link’s legs with her back leaning against his chest. She smiled when he pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. How nice this was. Even nicer when he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close to him. The way he exhaled made it clear to her how much he too had been longing for this, for them both to be together.
“So, what did the jeweller say?” Zelda said.
“He said he could have it ready in five days.”
“Five days? Aw, I wish it would be quicker. I’m just so impatient to show you off to the public. As my fiancé, not as my knight.”
“The wedding rings may take even longer.”
“Longer still?”
“Yes, because he has to make two then. Besides, you want them to be pretty, right? And durable? You don’t want them to break after only a week or so.”
“No, I don’t.” She wanted them to last a lifetime.
Link let his eyelids droop shut for a moment. Look at him sitting there now, in the royal bathroom, in the royal bath, with his arms wrapped around the princess. Coming home from a trial wasn’t gonna get much better than this.
Dragging his eyes open again, they drifted to her arms. “You still haven’t told me where you got those bruises on your arms.”
“It’s not important.”
“It is to me. It’s been on my mind. Our time of battling is over. No one should still be hurting you any longer.”
Zelda still tried to wave it off. “Never mind, it’s stupid.”
But Link flung yesterday’s comment right back at her. “I’ll decide whether it’s stupid or not.”
With a little chuckle, Zelda gave in. “Okay. Last night… I wanted to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. So I asked Liselle to pinch me.”
“In each arm?”
“Yes. I wanted to be sure. Because having woken up and finding out that it all hadn’t been real… It would’ve been so terrible.”
“Oh,” Link said with a little laugh. If she thought she was dreaming, then what about him? He was doing it with a princess. How unreal was that? “Well, I’m happy it’s too cold outside for short sleeves, though. If people see it, they might think I mistreat you.”
“I know. They’ll fade away. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing. Liselle was surprised too, she looked at me like I had lost my mind. But I had to ask her, because you wouldn’t do it. You’d never hurt me.”
“No. I have different ways of letting you know how real this is.”
Zelda let out a shivering breath. The low rumble in his voice awakened something in her pelvis. Down in Link’s lap, something was awakening too. “You’re keen.”
“What did you expect?” Link murmured, slipping a hand down between her legs. “Here you are, pressed up against me, all naked and wet and slippery. Asking me to rein myself in now would be downright cruel.”
Whichever reply Zelda was gonna counter that with, was pushed away and replaced by a happy squeal, when his fingers ran along her slit. She couldn’t deny her bodily reactions. Link’s body contact and his devoted hand had started up the flow of her love nectar. His mouth found his way to her ear, and he softly bit her earlobe. “You want it too,” he growled.
“Hmm...” Zelda whined. This morning, when they were outside, they’d had to keep their distance. But there was nothing stopping them now. If anything, they were both more than ready to celebrate their newfound love for each other.
She opened her legs as much as the edges of the bathtub would allow her. While his fingers down below were seeking out her pleasure spots, his other hand glided up to her breast. Yesterday, she had made some very nice sounds, and he was eager to hear them again. Finding out what made her tic and where she liked to be touched the most would be such an adventure. And adventurous as he was, he was most happy to embark on this personal quest. The way she was gently pushing her hips up made it obvious that she needed his fingers inside of her, and he gladly obliged.
“Hn-- Yes!” she gasped, jerking up against him. At the same time, he squeezed her breast and grazed his teeth along her neck. “Don’t… bruise me there.”
“Wear a scarf,” Link mumbled against her soft skin.
“Uhm… Well yeah… I suppose I could.” The fingers inside her pushed a bit deeper and hooked, poking at a spot that made her cheeks burn. “Ah… Keep doing that,” she moaned, rocking her hips more. She hoped dearly that he wouldn’t pull that prank too much, to stop right before she was there. One day, she would get him back for that. Even though she knew now it would result into a much more powerful climax, she wanted it right now. “Don’t stop. Not like-- Ah!” The fingers on her breast had started playing with her nipple, and the mouth on her neck sucked hard. “Not like yesterday.”
“As you wish, my lady.” He would’ve loved to have stretched this for as long as he could, though. Even though his manhood had grown to its full maximum by now, and it was impatiently leaping up against her backside. But it would still have to wait a bit. Having this beautiful girl writhing in his arms was something that needed to be savoured. Almost unnoticeably, he gradually slowed his fingers down. But Zelda was relentless.
“Go faster!” she urged.
It would have to be now. Not a big deal. Tomorrow, maybe already tonight, he’d have her naked in his arms again. Thus, as she had so kindly requested, he let his fingers go faster.
Zelda gripped both hands at the edges of the bath, her face scrunched up in pleasure. Her head started to swim, and little sobs came out of her throat. His skilful fingers nudged at her sweet spot so perfectly, they sent little jolts up her body, like a natural kind of electricity. With every stroke, he tore down more of her control. Until it was all gone. “Ah… Hmm… Link! Yes!” Her back arched sharply, and her head whipped back against his shoulder. The squeezing hand on her breast softened to a gentle caress while she moaned out her first climax. Almost automatically, her head fell to the side. Knowing how to take a hint, Link pressed his lips on her, letting his tongue play with hers.
“This is fun,” Zelda sighed, gasping when his fingers slipped out. “Don’t you love this?”
“What, the bit with the tongue?”
“All of it. The kissing, the tongue-ing, the sex. It’s great, isn’t it?”
“It sure is,” Link smiled warmly, rubbing his nose against hers. “We should’ve done it a lot sooner.”
Zelda hummed in agreement. Her evenings used to be lonely and sad, and now, she looked forward to plunging head first into a maelstrom of pleasure. Obviously, she was aware of it that this overflowing passion would fade in time. But something else would take its place, something much more valuable. This love was a glimmer of light amongst this heavy burden of having to rule and rebuild a Kingdom at her young age. When she was with him, she felt blissfully free from it all.
Suddenly, she stirred awake from their love embrace. “Right,” she said, freeing herself from his arms and leaning forward. “Now you.”
“What, already? You only just...”
Zelda peered back over her shoulder with an inviting, impish grin. “You know, when women are really turned on, they can keep on going on and on.” She stuck her butt back, offering it to him. “So, hurry, don’t let all this juice go to waste. I want more.”
Link’s breath hitched with excitement at the view of her naked body rising out of the water, her spine running a perfectly flawless line down her back. A low, rumbling growl was the only kind of sound he could produce. The water’s surface lapped tantalizingly at her butt cheeks, and he got on his knees to close the gap between them. Even the flow of the water felt good against his angry manhood. He hissed when he took hold of it and guided it between her legs. When he’d found her slippery entrance, he pushed through, drawing a most delightful little squeal from her mouth. He too sighed with relief at the sudden heat hugging his penis. She perched her bottom back more, squeezing and sucking him in.
“Hm… That’s nice,” he groaned, running his hands along her slender sides. Feathering gentle kisses on her shoulder, he placed one hand on the edge of the bath tub for support, the other slid back down to play with her swollen nubbin, like he’d seen her do the night before. “Is this okay?”
Zelda shuddered. She loved his sex voice, husky and deep. “Yes, very much,” she moaned. While he pushed in deeper, a pleasant rush started to take over her body. Unlike yesterday, there was no pain, only pleasure. The thought that, from now on, it would always be like that, made her so giddy she wanted to cry out. And so she did. “Link! Oh, the way you fill me up feels so good!” Behind her, she could feel him losing his balance for a moment. She guessed it was because of what she’d just said, so scandalously unprincess-like, and she couldn’t help but giggle a bit. “You okay there?”
“Hn...” he grunted, his voice laced with slight anger at this little slip up. It was the oil. Made everything slippery. But he quickly got himself together again. “I’ll show you how okay I am.”
She yelped with pleasant shock when he suddenly thrust up. It was the start of a fierce rhythm that had her sobbing with passion. She clutched at the bathtub, squeezing her eyes half closed while he demonstrated his love for her. “Ah… Yes… Go on,” she moaned, her voice jagged under the force of his thrusts. The hand down at the front never let up, and from it, a fire started to spread out. “Oh, Heavens, I’m so close,” she whimpered. “Please tell me you are too.”
“Oh, so close!” Link groaned, grinding up into her hard and fast. Right now, it was he who needed it bad. “So-- Ah!” His balls shuddered and jerked. Giving up their last defence, they sent spurts of hot seed up through his engorged penis, releasing it all into Zelda’s welcoming sheath. Her inner walls rippled and spasmed around him, milking everything from him. “By Hylia, that’s good!” he gasped. All colours of the spectrum were bursting free in front of his eyes. It was a vision he’d love to get very familiar with.
“Ah! Link!” Zelda screamed. A hand reached behind to grab at his hip. Her legs trembled from keeping her up. Her pussy gripped him tightly, reluctant to let go of him. But of course, that wouldn’t be possible. In a daze, she felt him slipping out of her. At last, her legs gave out, and she let herself flop down into the water, wriggling and stretching her satisfied muscles. A similar splash could be heard behind her, and she lazily turned around, peering over the edge of the bathtub as she did. There was water everywhere on the floor. “Oh dear, we made a right mess, didn’t we?”
Link didn’t reply. He was just staring at her wide-eyed and open-mouthed, but clearly unaware of it.
“Link, are you alright?” Zelda said, a bit worried. The guy looked awe-stricken.
Focusing again, Link slowly nodded his head. “Uhu...” he mumbled. He was genuinely flabbergasted. In a good way. This girl… Sex with her was… indescribable. And this was just scraping the surface. There would be 50-something more years of this.
Somebody ought to pinch him instead. Because he too had trouble believing that he would marry a creature of such passion.
With a cute giggle, she floated herself back towards him, back into his arms, to cuddle. Twisting her body a bit, she lay herself so she could put her head on his chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat. Hearing it slow down to a gentle lull. It was almost enough to make her doze off a bit, until Link suddenly spoke again.
“Liselle… She called you by your name?”
Zelda sighed languidly. “Yes. I’ve appointed her to be my governess.”
“Your governess? Liselle’s not that old yet, is she?”
“Well... Governess slash counsellor. Slash lady-in-waiting.” Slash friend, slash older sister, slash so many other things. “I don’t really know what to call her. But in any case, more than just a maid.”
They stayed like that until the water got too cold and their skin got too wrinkled. And that night in the bedroom, they just did it all over again.

To be continued…

Author’s Note: When will the next chapter be? I already started it, but who knows...
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