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Legend of Zelda: A Goddess's Plea	By : elegyenigma Category: Zelda > General Views: 3937 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:� Hellu, all.� Quick note of mention, here.�
I contradict myself, as you will soon find, in regards to previous
comments I�ve made.

And a quick note of reference, this particular chapter has
vague inspiration from Homer�s �The Odyssey.�

Just thought I�d point that out.

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� Ganondorf scowled
darkly as he gazed into the depths of the smooth surface of what appeared to be
a mirror on the top of the table in front of him.� In fact, it held a far greater purpose.� Only his eyes, and his eyes alone, could see
into the truth of what the glass truly revealed.� In the vast swirling of energy that he saw,
odd forms contorted into visible objects.�
For a long time, the shapes had been faded, distorted, almost
invisible.� But recently, they had begun
to take form.� He saw many things,
now�� A navy-blue thunderbolt piercing
the dark clouds, illuminating a long, beautiful saber, whose metal was not the
usual silver-like color, but rather, a shimmering, solid but liquid-seeming
black, the blade curved only so faintly, no hilt guard on it�for all intents
and purposes, it looked like a Japanese katana, but pointed at the end into a
tip rather than a flat cutting edge at the top�out of nowhere, a hand grabbed
the hilt, before fading out of sight, but not before a mark on its hand
blazed�such a recognizable symbol, it was.�
The King of Evil looked at his own right hand at the burned marking on
it�the shape of three triangles, joined at the
points�the most pronounced burn mark was the top triangle.
� �So�another holder
of the triforce�� he said, grinning cruelly.� After he had escaped his stone prison, which
was a result of the Master Sword�s sudden disappearance, he had spent decades
searching for his Triforce of Power.� He had, instead, found the gateway to the
heavens.
� And using it, had kidnapped the Goddess of Power herself right from
her realm and brought her back to the realm of mortality.
� Now, he had the Triforce of Power, and the very source of its power, in his
hand.� And from the chaos that spread its
fingers across the land, he knew that it had not been mere dream.� The very will of everyone the world over was
shattering with each time the Goddess�s will broke.� Without even needing to leave his massive
fortress, he had dominated the world�he alone stood unopposed.
� And, he thought with
a cruel smirk, he had his own personal bitch.

� �Gods help me,
already�� Graide muttered darkly as he trudged onwards.� He had finally passed out of the jungle, but
this was more curse than blessing.� Now,
without the cover of trees to shield him from the rain, he walked through
mud-filled plains of what had once been grass but now were
just a large cluster of mini-lakes.� This
rain really was unusual, now that he thought of it.� The cold, the constant rain, the strange
early darkness and late morning�it made no sense.� The middle of the summer and it was like a
mix of early summer, late spring, and late autumn.� And at night, it got to nearly freezing
temperatures�which did not help since he had to walk through all this water and
muck, so naturally, his feet were just about frozen as well.� He had passed through a couple small
villages�and each time he spotted anyone, they had gone running into their
homes in a panic, locking their doors and windows.� His requests to come inside to get out of the
cold, of course, were met with either silence, or nervously-voiced
threats.� He had pressed on eventually
when he had heard the sounds of arrows being knocked to bowstrings, or swords
being pulled from sheaths, or even knives being pulled out of cutting blocks.
� He had a feeling
that the cold, the rain, the manner of the people he was running into, and his
dreams every time he managed to sleep or just even rest a few moments, were far
from coincidental.� Too many unusual
things added up.� Whatever had possessed
him to go forth to�wherever he was going, it had done
so for a reason.� He was not
superstitious�but he had had experiences before with such things like
premonitions in dreams or unusual messages.�
Sometimes he had ignored it, but then eventually ended up listening to
what was being told to him�and it had always had a cause and effect in his
life.� And as he pressed forward, eyes
half closed so the cold rain would not splatter into them, his sleek black hair
plastered against his head, face, and neck, he couldn�t help but notice how it
seemed to be getting darker and darker�and it was only noontime.
� Then he heard
something, faintly�a shriek of a woman�s voice, followed by another shriek�but
this one sounded inhuman in every way imaginable.� Graide paused for only a moment, then ran forward quickly, his boots splashing through the
muddy water, toward the direction he had heard the two shrieks.
� After a minute or
so, he saw a small hut on the top of a grassy knoll that had not yet been
partially flooded.� Quickly, Graide
sprinted up to the hut, panting slightly, inhaling the chilly air, making his
lungs burn painfully, but he ignored it as he pounded on the door.� A terrified voice, shaking violently, responded.� �PLEASE, SOMEONE, HELP!!!�� And then there was that inhuman shriek, and
then silence, all within a moment�s time.�
Graide tried opening the door, but it would not open.� Unfazed, he stepped back, then lifted one
booted foot up and kicked the door with enough force to send a man flying
meters away.� The door caved inwards
easily, despite being a good three inches of solid oak attached to fused
iron.� What sight he beheld chilled him
to the core, more so than even the air around him could.� A young woman with bright blonde hair was
standing with her back to the wall, paralyzed, her eyes wide open in horror and
terror, her mouth opened in a silent scream, as a hideous�THING, with greenish
gray skin hanging off its bones, slowly shuffled over towards her, its mouth
wide open, revealing an array of chipped, yellow, bloodstained teeth.� It looked like a dead man, brought back to
life.� Graide had heard of these
creatures before�they were known as ReDeads.� They were extremely resistant to just about
every type of weapon used against them.
� As
if this was going to stop him.
� In one fluid
movement, just as the ReDead was about to pounce upon
the woman and bite through her neck and drain her of all her life from her, he
tackled the monster from behind, crashing into the wall next to the woman, and
sliding down upon it.� The monster�s skin
felt slimy and rotted under his gauntleted hands, and the stench that arose
from it wanted it to make him gag, but his adrenaline was going, he hardly even
recognized such weak feelings that his mind wanted to register.� The monster struggled under him as Graide,
pinning the monster down with one hand pushing down firmly on the scruff of its
neck, drew a fist with the other and began striking the monster in the back of
the head with enough force to break cinderblocks.
� His blows did
nothing.
� After three strikes
to the back of the head, the monster squirmed, rolled its head around
completely, looking him right in the eyes, its mouth still wide open, gasping eternally as if trying to suck in all the air from
the world, both eyes and mouth complete black eternity.� Quickly, Graide tried to look away, but it
was too late�a shriek rent the air, and a feeling of ice collecting around his spine
overwhelmed him.� His mind went blank,
nothing passing through his mind.� His
clenched fist hovered behind him, the hand holding the creature shaking, losing
its grip.� The monster�s face moved up
towards him, a faint red glow now shining from its eyeless sockets.� But then, a thought found its way through his
brain to touch his lost consciousness� �After it finishes you, it�ll kill the
girl.�� The girl had not moved, still
paralyzed in horror, unable to do anything, completely frozen, no longer by the
monster�s scream but by shock induced by her own
mind.� Graide managed to squeeze his eyes
shut, and he regained vague control of himself again.� He turned his face, opened his eyes, and
looked at the woman.
� �GET ME A
KNIFE!!!� SOMETHING, ANYTHING, NOW!!!!�
he managed to roar at her, praying it would snap her out of her shock and that
she would do as he said�and quickly�he had managed to pin the creature again,
but its hands were starting to claw at his hands at the exposed bits�and it was
cutting through him like razor blades.�
The woman, thankfully, snapped out of it, quickly running into the
kitchen and desperately trying to find something that could be used as a
sharpened weapon.� Finally, he found a 13
inch long butchering knife.
� �Here!� she yelled
frantically, tossing the knife to the ground next to him.� Graide grabbed the knife in midair with his
free hand, drew his arm back, and with a roar of exertion, drove it downwards
into the monster�s mouth with all the strength he could muster.� The knife�s end exploded out the back of the
creature�s skull, green blood pooling underneath it.� The monster let out a shriek, this time of
agony, and without pulling the knife out, Graide scrambled to his feet and
backed away from the monster as it flailed around wildly, clawing at the air
with all its limbs, like a spider in its death throes�and then it stopped,
relaxing and crumpling on the floor.�
Graide realized he�d been holding his breath; he took a deep breath in,
his shoulders sagging wearily as the monster sank into the floor, fading as it
did, disappearing as it left this world.�
The knife remained, soaked in dark green blood.� The girl let out a faint whimper, sinking to
her knees, hugging herself, shaking.�
Graide looked over at her, sighing, the adrenaline slowly leaving his
system, allowing him to relax, as he went over and knelt next to her.
� �Hey, miss, are you
alright?� he asked, shaking her shoulders gently.� The woman looked up at her, and the first
thing Graide noticed was her brilliant blue eyes.� She suddenly clung to him, shaking
violently.� Graide paused, then awkwardly patted her on the back.� �Uhh, miss�?�
� The woman let go of
him, sitting back again, breathing heavily, closing her eyes and trying to
steady herself and her breathing, before responding in a crystalline voice.
��I�I�m sorry�I just��
� Graide shook his
head.� �No need to explain, I get
it.� Are you alright?�
� �Yes�yes, I think
so,� she said with a small nod.
� Graide smiled a
little, standing up, helping her up as well, as she looked at the place the
monster and Graide had been battling it out just a minute ago.� She was still shaky, but she managed to stand
up, at least.� After a moment, she tore
her gaze away from the spot on the floor, then smiled
weakly at Graide.
� �Thank you, you
saved my life, I owe you-�
� �-Absolutely
nothing, there�s no pay rate for saving people, it�s not a job, it�s an action
of charity and heroism.� More the latter
than the former,� he interrupted, smiling a little.� The woman�s smile spread over her face a bit more, and she laughed softly a little, even, nodding a bit.
� �If
you say so.�
� �And I do.� So, are you alright?�
� �Thanks to you,
yes�I�d been out to get through all the mud and everything to the little
village down the road to get some food, since it looks like I may have to stock
up for a bit with all the rain, now�I came back inside and�� she drew a
shuddering breath at this point.� ��And
that thing had its back to the door, I stopped, it turned, I saw what it was,
screamed, and it screamed right back�it was about to attack me, but I managed
to pull away and ran outside, but it reached out and grabbed me, tried to bite
me, pulled me inside, I tore away, scrambled into the kitchen, and it came at
me again, this time I had nowhere to run�and then I heard you at the door�� she
faltered, shaking again.� Graide uneasily
hugged her a little.
� �Well, it�s dead
now, at least.� Probably just a lone one
wandering around��
� She shook her head,
clinging to him like he was her life-line.�
�No�they�ve been seen around here a lot recently�several people have
been attacked lately, a few of them got away, but most�well��
� She fell into
another fit of shivering, and clung to him tighter.� Graide grunted silently, feeling rather
awkward.� He was soaking, cold, coming
down off an adrenaline high, still recovering from a ReDead
shriek, and now he had a girl clinging to him and almost cutting off his
ability to breathe.� Chivalry kept him
from pulling her off, though.� She was
just as terrified, and he doubted she was much of the fighting type, considering
how she was reacting right now, so she probably was in a worse state about this
than he was, so he merely hugged her a little, but not all that much.� And as he did, he mulled her words over.� Lately there had been several attacks by
these things.� Where there was one ReDead, there was sure to be others, since when they
appeared amongst a population of living beings, they spawned by turning others
into them, by killing them.� And ReDeads were only found in lands plagued by strife, death,
plague, and misery in general.� One more event to add into growing string of events that were now
COMPLETELY free of the possibility of being just mere chance or coincidence.� This was the icing on the cake.
� Finally, the girl
pulled away slowly, sniffing a little.�
�I�I�m sorry, I don�t even know your name, nor do you know mine, and her
eI am crushing your ribs�� she said shakily, laughing
nervously.
� Graide smiled
faintly, shrugging as he let her pull away, somewhat gladly.� He would help others without a second
thought, but he was always a bit stand-offish when it came to physical
contact.� �It�s quite alright, you�ve
just been through a hellish ordeal, it�s to be
expected.� So, as to names, mine is
Graide, of the village Koa`Aktur, and I intend to
never return to that place ever again.�
And what is your name?�
� The girl smiled
sheepishly, nodding at him as she spoke.�
�My name is Zelda, of�well, I don�t really have a name for my home�I was
born on the coast, far west of here, not the nearby one to the east.�
��Graide almost paused, but quickly moved past
that.� The familiarity of the name and
why it was as such would come to him later, or so he assumed.� Instead, he nodded, smiling a little.
� �Beautiful
name.�
� Zelda blushed.� �Thank you��
� There was a moment
of awkward silence.
� �So��
� ��Yeah.�
� ��You hungry at
all?�
� �Hell
yeah!� ...Er, I mean, I wouldn�t
want to impose or nothing��
� �No, it�s ok��
� She smiled, then moved to the door�or what remained of it.� She giggled nervously.
� �Wow�looks like I�ll
be needing a new door.�
� Graide laughed
softly.� �Er�sorry.� It wouldn�t open, and I didn�t like the sound
of what was going on inside, so�I�ll help you fix it, if you would like.�
� Zelda nodded,
smiling a little.� �Thanks, you�re too
sweet�� She hefted a bag of meats,
vegetables, and fruits that was sitting next to the door.� There were three others, one of which had
fallen over, a number of cans and bottles of milk, water, juices scattered
around it.� Graide moved over, putting
the cans and bottles back into the bag, lifting the other three easily into his
arms, following Zelda into the kitchen.�
She glanced back as she set her bag of groceries on the wooden counter
in her kitchen, silently watching the black-clad man as he set the other bags
of groceries onto the other counter.� He
turned and she quickly glanced away, but he noticed.� He paused a moment, looking her over once as
well.� She wore a light blue sleeveless
dress, one that looked like every other commoner female�s dress�but yet a
little more elegant.� The bottom was
covered in mud, the rest still damp from having to traverse through the muddy
floods covering the ground outside.� Her
hair was plastered back along her neck and back and face as well, not unlike
his, and most likely for the same reason.�
Her lips were a light pink, with a slight hint of gloss on them to give
them a beautiful shimmer.� The only other
makeup she wore was a light blue eye makeup, adding to her naturally-elegant
look.� She was very pretty�and she
reminded him so much of Vaneza.
� She could feel his
eyes on her, and she almost wanted to turn and look into his.� Maybe it was the shock of the brush she had
had with undeath�a fate worse than normal death�but
she just wanted to hold onto him and have him hold onto her for an
eternity.� She stopped taking the food
out of the bag, pausing, before turning.�
She watched him begin to look away as quickly as he could, but she took
a step towards him, catching him off guard.�
As he opened his mouth to speak his question, he stood up on her tiptoes
and pressed her parted lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck and
pressing against him tightly.� She felt
him stiffen, his lips almost pulling away from hers, but she deepened the kiss,
gazing into his eyes with her half open ones, her bright blues eyes sparkling a
little in the light from the candles in the hollows in the wall, his dark navy
blue ones glowing a little in that same light�and finally he began to return
the kiss, his hands resting on her hips.�
She smiled a bit behind the kiss, tilting her head and closing her
eyes.� Slowly, their tongues both began
to make cautious intrusions into one another�s mouths, tentatively touching the
other�s, until after a few uneasy moments, their tongues began to twirl and
twist around one another�s, getting bolder with each second and moving in
fuller, longer strokes against one another�s until neither tongue left the
other.� Slowly, Zelda moved her hands
from the back of his neck to the front of his chest, running her fingertips along
the fabric of his shirt, feeling the contours of his muscles underneath it,
feeling his chest rising and falling with his heavy breathing, her hands
running down to his stomach, feeling the solid muscles there as well, now
seeing how he had managed to take down a ReDead with
such minimal effort.� She noticed that as
her hands moved to his lower stomach, his breathing went slightly irregular and
his lips hardened a bit.� But he relaxed,
his breathing still a little abnormal though.�
Slowly, one hand went around and squeezed his rump, smiling even more
behind the kiss�firm and hard, like the rest of his body�but when her other
hand reached down over the crotch of his pants, she paused, her eyes opening
just a bit, pulling away from the kiss in light shock.
� Graide looked at
her, licking his lips, a puzzled expression on his face.� She smiled at him, blushing
a little.� �Heh��
� �There�a problem?�
� �No�just, I�ve had
my�fantasies about what a guy would be like�but��
� Graide
shrugged.� �Yeah, sometimes fantasies are
a bit overdone.�
� �Or underdone�� she
said, blushing bright red.� �Mind if
I�uh�look for myself?�
� Graide laughed a
bit.� �An odd request�but if you so
wish��
� Zelda smiled
sheepishly, sliding her hands up his tunic-like shirt and pulling it up.� Graide paused a moment, then helped, pulling
his gauntlets off his hand and tossing them and his shirt onto the
counter.� Zelda couldn�t help but stare.� What you felt was one thing, and what you saw
was another.
� �Wow�� she murmured,
just eyeing him.� Graide laughed slightly
after a moment.� �Ok, no more staring,
staring makes me feel weird.�
� Zelda giggled
nervously, kneeling down after a moment and undoing his pants, hooking her
fingers into the ridges and pulling them down.�
She could feel Graide tensing again�he was, apparently, just as nervous
about this.� It was something of a
turn-on, actually�this man who had just saved her life by fearlessly tackling a
ReDead and taking it on with nothing but his fists
was nervous about a slender blonde girl, the same he had saved, undressing
him.� He wore a pair of boxers of an
uncommon material underneath, which reached down to his knees like normal
shorts.� Underneath, she could see his
�self� pressed against the material of the undershorts.� Interestingly, it wasn�t straining against
the material�was he just too noble to feel aroused when a girl began to kiss
him before they�d known eadch other for an
hour�?� She paused, then
pulled down his boxers, glancing up at him, curious to see his expression.� He was glancing to the side, nervously.� How strange.�
She looked back down and paused.�
There was only one word to really describe him there.� Gigantic.
� �Oh my gods�� she
murmured, eyes widening a bit, noticing him look back down at her.� Before he could say anything, she went on
impulse, grabbing both hands around his length and slowly twisting gently in
opposite directions, moving both hands up and down in opposing ways, noticing
him pick RIGHT up as she did.� Now, like
this, he was alarmingly large.� She continued
her hand motions, noticing the way his breathing had dropped to soft, mellow,
quick inhales and exhales.� Zelda paused,
let go of him, licked her lightly-glossed lips over a couple times, then parted
her lips as wide as she could, moving her mouth over him, trying her hardest
not to graze him with her teeth�to no success�he was too large.� But he seemed not to notice, so she moved her
head down over him as much as she could, barely getting a quarter of him into
her mouth, no part of her inner mouth or her tongue touching him yet�but her
hot breath against him was making his breathing deepen as she thought a moment,
shifting a little and pulling back, grabbing him by the base with one hand and
lowering her head so it was underneath him and between his legs, lifting her
head up and pointing his length down a bit before taking him into her mouth
again, pushing his length deep into her throat.�
She closed her eyes tightly as she gagged roughly, causing tears to pop
out from her eyes, but kept going, fighting her gag reflex as it only
intensified.� Zelda heard him moan
loudly, felt him reach back behind him for some support, as his tip pushed
halfway down her neck, her throat having to stretched
out rather uncomfortably to accommodate him.�
Finally, she closed her lips over him, three quarters of his shaft in
her mouth and throat, grabbing the rest of his exposed self with her hands and
resuming her previous ministrations with them, sucking firmly, her gag reflex
working against him as well.� She let out
soft gagging and choking sounds, but also mixed them in with muffled moans that
vibrated against him, assuring him she was enjoying it�and she was.� She shifted again, lifting her head to her
previous position so his length curved downwards into her throat now, at
apparently no discomfort to him, though it hurt a bit for her for a moment
until she got used to it.� Her throat
muscles worked against him furiously, trying naturally to both swallow him and
reject him in the same motion.� Slowly,
she began to move her head back and forth, letting some of him out and then
taking it back in, working a small fraction of an inch more into her mouth and
throat, gagging repeatedly but forcing herself to stay on this task, giving him
his repayment for what he had done for her.�
Her tongue swirled over the underside of his massive length, her teeth
faintly pressing into his length.� He
loved every bit of it.
� Graide�s
breathing was becoming ragged and uncontrollable, one hand moving to the back
of her head and gripping a bit of her sodden hair, moving her head with her
movements, his moans loud and pronounced.�
She sucked firmly on him, bobbing her head back and forth, moaning
against him, causing further vibrations against
him.� His mouth gaped as he gasped for
breath, his eyes wide open and glazed as she slurped and sucked on him.� Her hands reached around him, gripping his
firm rear as she worked, her gag reflex not bothering her so much now.� Her breathing was extremely limited, but she
didn�t care�she would rather pass out than not finish this.� Her blue eyes looked up at him as she moved
her head back and forth, completely deep-throating
him now, his lips wrapped around the base of him.� At this point, she stopped and let her throat
muscles do their job, keeping her eyes open and gazing into his as he looked
down, panting loudly, his chest rising and falling quickly with his breathing
as she ran her tongue and down and around him, sucking firmly still, nibbling
at him very gently.� It was all too much,
he couldn�t hold out.
� �Z�Zelda�I�m gonna
come�stop��
� Zelda paused at the
last word.� Stop?� He didn�t want to�and then she got it.� A further act of chivalry�most females found
the �swallowing� part to be absolutely gross, he
didn�t want her to do it.� So, she slowly
slid her head back, still sucking as she did, making a loud popping sound as
his tip left her mouth, his length shimmering with her saliva.� Graide reached down, grabbing her by the
middle of her upper arms and pulling her up.�
He kissed her deeply, their tongues rolling over one another�s like
before except this time with more passion, until Zelda pulled back, taking him
by the hand and pulling him in the direction of her bedroom wordlessly.� Graide followed without any objections.� When they got into the room, Graide picked
Zelda up with her back to him, then lay back on the bed with her, licking at
the side of her neck as she turned her head to rest it on the bed, looking back
at him, watching him as he sat up, straddling the middle of her thighs, his fingers
undoing the strings on the back of her dress and pulling it open from the
back.� He slid off her as she got into a
kneeling position, reaching up and pulling her dress down her waist, laying
down and rolling over, pulling her dress down off her legs and tossing it away,
her slender, pale body now fully exposed.�
Graide kneeled next to her, looking her over quietly for a moment before
shifting into position, lifting her legs over his until she wrapped her legs
around his waist.� She looked up into his
eyes nervously.
� �I�m��
� ��A virgin?�
� She nodded, looking
away.� �I want to do this, though�just�I
won�t�know what to do��
� Graide paused, then
leaned down over, and then on, her, his body pressing down on hers.� With a shift, he pushed the tip of his length
against, and then slowly into her.� Zelda
wrapped her arms around his neck quickly, leaning her head back and letting out
a cry of stressed pleasure as her walls stretched out to accommodate him.� His length finished pushing into her after a
few minutes of working himself into her, minimizing the pain she felt.� Zelda held to him tightly, their lips pressed
together as he began to grind his hips against hers, pulling them back and then
pushing them forward.� The movements
picked up, as did the pitch of Zelda�s moans and the volume of Graide�s as well, his length only exiting a fourth of the
way out of her each time, causing a constant feeling of ecstasy for Zelda.� Their movements began to pick up, her
relatively small breasts squished against his broad, muscular chest, her legs
wrapped around him tightly.� After about
five minutes, Zelda spasmed, hitting her first orgasm
with a shriek, tossing her head back, her mouth wide open and her eyes shut
tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks from the force of her first ever orgasm.� Graide�s groans
filled the air with her scream, feeling as her walls contracted around him
tightly.� Underneath
his muscular frame, Zelda�s thin body convulsed in pleasure, especially when he
continued to pump his hips.� He
reached down underneath her body, reaching down and grabbing her rear
firmly.� She was skinny, but her rear was
still very nice, not bony at all.
� Zelda grimaced as he
pulled out, shaking her head.�
�N-No�more�� she begged, reaching her hand down and desperately grabbing
his length, trying to push him back into her.�
Graide thought a moment about teasing her, but decided not to, instead
choosing to bask in this moment they were enjoying.� So he quickly push back into her far as he
could, feeling her walls stretching around him still to accommodate him�it
would take many nights of this before she could even get anywhere near loose
enough to not feel stretched out in a painful way.� His body was still pressed down hers tightly,
her breasts still squished against his chest, pale pink nipples tickling his
chest slightly.� He nudged her face a
little with the side of his, and she turned hers.� Within a moment, their tongues were wrestling
with one another�s, Graide�s hips doing all the work
for him, rocking Zelda back and forth very quickly, her hands shifting to his
upper arms and gripping his biceps tightly, breaking the kiss and biting her
lower lip hard, trying to hold back the scream that she knew was going to
follow very quickly after.� She failed,
her crystalline voice crying out his name in extension as she came again, her
fluids flowing around him and walls contracting against him tightly as he
refused to slow down, only increasing his movements.� And as such, just as she came down off her
second orgasm, she hit her third, this one sending lightening bolts of energy
through her, stunning her as the pleasure washed over, too much in a
sex-induced stupor to even scream.�
Suddenly he slowly pulled out of her, the feeling of being exited just
enough to bring her back down to Earth, only for him to shove himself back into
her rapidly, causing her to arch her back with another scream, her arms
wrapping around him tightly, her face glowing a bright red, tears streaming
down her face out of pleasure.� His firm,
powerful body dominating over her thin one heightened everything, and the flood
of kisses and licks at the sides and front of her neck caused the blood to rush
to her head.
� This continued like
this for quite some time.� Nearly two
hours had passed, and just as she was hitting what was the forty-sixth time
that she came, she felt him spasm violently over her.� Just as she finished, she felt him pull out
of her, his body lifting from hers, his hands going to his glistening cock and
pumping a moment before his cum sprayed over stomach and breasts.� Zelda arched her back, smiling, panting
heavily as she gripped her breasts, squeezing them together as she felt him
come over her.� It took what must have
been a solid half minute before he stopped groaning.� She smiled, sitting up as he sat back on his
knees, his hands on the bed in front of him to try and support himself, his
body shaking from the force of his own orgasm.�
His head hung, his black hair, once soaked in water now matted with
sweat, chest rising and falling as he gasped for breath.� She leaned towards him, kissing him on the
lips, reaching her hands to his cheeks and holding his face as they held the
kiss, tongues twirling around one another�s slowly.
� It was then that she
noticed his tears.� Zelda pulled back slowly,
puzzled.
� �What�s wrong?� she
asked, speaking the first coherent, complete sentence that had passed between
them in the last 150 minutes.
� Graide looked up
into her bright blue eyes with his dark navy blue ones, shaking his head.
� �I��
� Zelda smiled
slightly as he paused.� She knew what he
was going to say, and had been fine with it before they had even started.
� �Don�t worry, I
know.� This is our one night, then just
friends, I can do that.�
� Graide looked up at
her, almost disbelievingly�he had expected to have to explain to her why he
couldn�t love her, why it had only been a one-night fling of passion that
wouldn�t last�but she understood without explanation?
� ��Are you sure?�
� �Completely�� she
said softly, smiling.� �Under
one condition.�
� She watched him
tense.
� �Certainly��
� She grinned again,
kissing him deeply, before pulling back.
� �That you let me
wipe myself off real quick, and then you have to stay in bed with me, NEXT TO
ME, for the rest of the night.�
� She grinned like a
little girl with a new doll, watching as he chuckled and nodded.
� �Very well��
� Zelda giggled,
winked at him, kissed him again, then slid off the bed slowly, shakily, the
force of what they had done not yet quite having passed her yet.� Graide watched her go, smiling as she turned
back, blowing him a kiss, before disappearing into her bathroom.� Graide looked at her bed�the sheet was soaked
in several areas with her come.� Pausing a
moment, he stood up, almost losing his balance, before pulling the first two
layers of sheets off and tossing them into a pile.� There was still another three.� It was obvious she liked to sleep warm.� He lay on her bed, still panting slowly,
smiling a little.� This had just been a
one-night-only thing, and indeed, they would remain friends after this�it was
still nice.� There had been something
about it�fun, without the need for responsibility.� It was like tasting the last drops of freedom
before oppression set in.� And he knew
that in the future, destiny was not going to be so kind as to throw a
beautiful, delicate, and sweet girl who was willing to just sleep with him into
his path again anytime soon�his future was going to fraught with battles,
death, turmoil, strife, and hardship.�
But he knew he would get through it.
� Something else that
passed his thoughts, though�Zelda was beautiful, her body, skinny as it was and
how his body had dominated hers so much, exerting that feeling that man only
got when he could keep a woman much smaller than he pinned tightly between
himself and the bed�she was not�perfect.�
There was just something missing.�
And he had a feeling the images he kept seeing of the girl with the hair
of a fiery-red would play a major part in his life�not sexually, either.� This was just something fate had thrown his
way to get his morale up before it would begin to take its steady plunge.� He glanced to the side as Zelda walked in,
clean and still naked, crawling into the bed next to him, sending him a coy
smirk as she snuggled up into his muscular frame, her arms wrapping around
him.� He returned the smiled as she
rolled with her back to him, holding his arms as he wrapped them around
her.� The feel of her rear against his
hips was enticing.
� Perhaps, in the
morning, when they woke up, they would indulge in each other�s physical beings
again once more before deciding not to again.�
For now, they dozed off, comfortable in their world of temporary
intimacy.

Ok.� I put a hell of a
twist in there.

However, this will all be relevant to a plotline I�ve
actually developed, here.

So, yeah, I hope you enjoyed that, there�s going to be a lot
of violence and action coming up, and I hope you all enjoy!
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