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Impure Thoughts	By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 7784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda or its characters, no profit is being made from this.

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Summary: Zelda discovers a whole new side of Link. After this, she probably won’t be calling him shy any longer.

Author’s Note: Please stop me if I’m getting too poetic ^^; I just thought this title would be a nice alliteration.
I have no idea when Zelda would be crowned a queen. But at one point, it will happen, right? So, in this fic, it will be not in this chapter, but the next, or so.

Chapter 3: Serenade Of Screams

The next morning, Link left very early again, to pull the soldiers out of their beds. Or so, that is what he had told Zelda. In truth, he wanted to find Liselle. He needed a partner in crime for what he was about to do. He found her in the kitchen, helping the kitchen staff with making bread and pastries, and chatting with her friend Malya.
“Liselle!” he hissed, beckoning her over.
Liselle wiped her hands and left the kneading of the bread to Malya. “Yes, Master Link?”
“We must devise a plan.”
“For?”
“For my official proposal to Zelda. I want it to be in a place where there are a lot of people, so it would draw a lot of attention. I think she’d love that. I have it all pictured in my head. On a random moment, I’d take her hand and get down on one knee. But she won’t let me touch her in public, not as long as we’re not officially engaged.”
“There’s an event tomorrow, did you forget? It’s Zelda’s coronation as a queen.”
For a moment, Link could only stare blankly ahead, and then the rupee dropped in his head. “I did forget! You’re right, Zelda has told me about it last week. Well, that would save me a lot of trouble.”
“Shame on you, Master Link, for forgetting such an important milestone in the princess’s life!”
“I know!” Link groaned. It was all the sex. All his thoughts and energy went to that. “My, she must be so nervous.”
“To me, she has said that it’s only a formality, because she already performs all the tasks of a leader.”
“Oh, well that’s good then. Please, don’t tell her I forgot.”
“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me,” Liselle smiled. “But you only went to the jeweller yesterday. Will the ring be ready by tomorrow?”
“Yes. I told her it would take five days, but in truth, it would only take two days, even less. The jeweller said that, for the princess, he’d put in an extra effort, so I’m gonna go see if he’s already finished. I want her to look surprised when I propose to her.” He raised a hand to his chin in thought. “Then the other problem, how to get a hold of her hand.”
“She won’t even let you hold her hand in public?”
“No. We should… Maybe we could make her trip. By a child. She wouldn’t be angry with a child.”
Liselle seemed appalled. “You’re gonna make the princess trip?”
“I’ll catch her. I’ve protected her from greater danger than that,” Link said in a self-evident way.
“Well, that’s true,” Liselle said, although she didn’t really seem to be convinced. “Or,” she then suggested, “some Hateno kids are gonna do a little play. Maybe you could go ask them that they invite you two on the stage at the end. Zelda will think it is still part of the play. And then you can do it.”
Link slowly nodded his head. “That’s actually a very good idea. Yes, I’ll do that. So, then I just have to find an excuse to go pick up the ring now. I will tell her that…” He snapped his fingers. “Another quest came up.”
Liselle tisked and shook her head in mock disapproval. “Shame on you, lying to her like that.”
“It’s for a good cause.”
“Indeed it is.”
“I’ll go tell Cassian to take over my training today.” He enthusiastically headed back for the door, but then turned again. “What are you doing here anyway? You’re no longer a maid, Zelda has told me.”
“It’s not really clear to me what my new tasks will be. And I was up anyway, so I might as well make myself useful. I like cooking and baking.”
“Oh, right. Well, I’ll be going then.”
“Go wild, Master Link,” she chuckled. He answered with a wink, and she laughed whole-heartedly.

When all the chores in the kitchen were done, Liselle was sat on the couch with a piece of embroidery in her hands. She felt a bit awkward to do some work for herself, but Zelda hadn’t really given her anything to do. Normally, she would be setting the table for breakfast now, but Zelda had told her that she didn’t need to do that any longer. She was just about to continue this, when Zelda came in, on the verge of tears. “Zelda dear, what’s wrong?” she said, putting her embroidery to the side.
Snivelling, Zelda went sitting next to her. “I just went to the training grounds to see Link. But he didn’t come to me. Didn’t smile at me, didn’t even wave at me. I’ve stood there for quite a while, so he must’ve seen me.”
“Oh. But that wasn’t Master Link,” Liselle said with a reassuring smile. “That was Cassian. I guess from that distance and with his helmet on, you can’t really tell the difference.” Deep inside, she couldn’t help but feel a bit self-satisfied with her man. If even Zelda had trouble telling them apart...
Zelda frowned. “What? But then, where’s Link?”
“Before he left, even before he started his training, he has informed me that another quest has come up. So he went to do it.”
Zelda sighed, exasperated. “How many more of those quests are there?”
“I’m sure he’ll get some really nice reward from it again.” An engagement ring, but Zelda was not yet to know about that.
“Well, at least I’m relieved Link didn’t ignore me then.” When she thought about it, she should’ve known that Link wouldn’t ignore her like that, and she at once felt a bit ashamed about herself. Together, they had uncovered something truly magnificent. She never thought that such a feeling could exist, that he could evoke such a strong sense of love. She was sure Link felt the same way, she could feel it when they were together. She could see it when she lost herself into the staggering blue of his eyes; the home she had been searching for.
Pursing her lips, she decided to distract herself with Liselle’s handiwork. “Were you gonna do some embroidery?” She shifted closer to her on the couch they were sitting on, smiling warmly as Liselle showed it to her. “Oh, it’s pretty.” It was a night sky, with a moon, stars and billowing clouds.
“It’s for my sister. She’s had a baby recently, so I though I’d make her a little blanket.”
“Oh, how adorable. Congratulations on becoming an aunt.”
“Thank you. I’ll make one for you too, when the time comes. If you want.”
“That would be lovely, yes.”
“You don’t mind me doing personal things right now?”
“No, not at all. Although, I do have a first task for you as my governess slash lady-in-waiting. I want you to go see our tailor. Get you some fancy clothes, you’re still in your maid outfit. After that, you may continue.”
“Oh, yes, of course. I just put my maid outfit on out of habit, I guess,” Liselle shrugged.
“Obviously, it will take a couple of days until the clothes are ready, so in the mean time, you can wear your own clothes, I guess.”
“Talking about outfits, nice scarf, by the way,” Liselle pointed out with a grin.
Zelda coughed self-consciously. “Thank you, I… thought I’d try something different today.” And tomorrow, and the day after, probably. How long does a love bite show? “Now, off to the tailor with you.”

Zelda clapped her hands together with delight. Not for Liselle’s new dress, of course, that was still in the making. But now that she was no longer wearing her cap, her pale blonde hair flowed down her back in thick waves. “Oh, how wonderful!” Zelda exclaimed. “You have such nice hair.”
“Thank you, Zelda,” Liselle smiled, running a hand through it. “But it’s on par with yours, though. Come, I’ll do your braids.” As she did every morning. And just like every morning, Zelda enjoyed this moment of pampering. She had this very vague memory that maybe… her mother used to do it too, when she was little.
After that, Liselle continued her embroidery and Zelda went to make sure everything was ready for the festivities the next day. A task she could’ve given to Liselle, but she wanted to verify herself. It was around noon when Link returned. This time, he was hungry like a horse. While they were having their lunch, Zelda watched him eat with an amused, almost perverted grin. Her beast needed a lot of fuel to satisfy her.
She mentally chided herself. How did it come to this, that she would have such impure thoughts during lunch? “How did it go?” she said, sipping from her water.
“Good. I’m sorry I took so long. I took a little detour and stopped by my house.”
And then almost choked on her water. “Your house?” Over at Hateno village. Where that Ivee person was.
Who also had her eye on him.
Well, who didn’t?
“Why?” She quickly shook her head. “You know what, it’s none of my business.” Jealousy and inquisitiveness would only have the opposite effect. There were more pleasant ways to remind him that here was the best place for him. She got up and stepped over to his side of the table, taking his hand. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Link just stared, a piece of bread sticking out of his mouth. “Are we gonna… Now?”
“Hm-hm.”
“Do we really have the luxury to have sex in the middle of the day?”
“Yes, we do,” Zelda smiled, sitting herself down on his lap. “I’m a princess, I can organise my day whichever way I want. If I’m gone for a bit, no one will question where I am.”
Link quickly chewed and swallowed, so his mouth was free for Zelda’s lips and tongue. Better than any food. “Hmm… If I get a welcome back like this every time, then I think I’m gonna go out on my own more often.”
Zelda just laughed, remembering how Liselle had advised her that she should give him freedom. She stood up again, inviting him along with her eyes. “If you’re done eating.”
“Done,” Link said, wiping his mouth with his napkin and throwing it on his plate. She squealed playfully when he jumped up from his chair, making a show of chasing her and wanting to gobble her up. They reached the bedroom in a flurry of laughter, impatient hands touching wherever they could. She was wet already. When she pressed him up against the door, she could feel that he was hard already too. Perfect. How could she ever have doubted his love for her?
They plucked and pulled at each other’s clothes. Zelda winced slightly when something tore. She’d already been to the tailor with Liselle. Looked like she’d need to go visit the seamstress after this too.
Link paused his hungry kisses to mumble a sheepish “Sorry.”
Zelda paused too, not really sure whether the tearing sound had come from her or Link. “Oh, well,” she then shrugged. Wouldn’t be the last time something tore. Clothes, sheets. They’d keep the seamstress busy.
Losing more clothes on the way, they eventually made it to the bed. All that remained, was the scarf around her neck. Not even bothering to joke about it, Link quickly untied it. And while he sat there with that scarf in his hand, a thought came to him. What if he…?
Zelda could feel a curious kind of twinge in her stomach when she caught his pensive face. “What are you… going to do?” Something ominous started to sparkle in his eyes. With a low, almost menacing laugh, he leaned over her and tentatively placed the scarf over her eyes. “If I may?”
Zelda froze for a moment and gasped. This would be different. Then she decided to, literally, put her body into his hands, and she slowly nodded. A really intense chill ran down her back and arms when he fastened the scarf at the back of her head. She whimpered softly when he gently touched her hair. Then there was nothing, except for the shifting of the mattress next to her. From the way his breathing grew heavier, she guessed that he was letting his eyes roam over her body. She felt her skin flushing under his gaze. He hadn’t even done anything, and her nipples were already painfully hard, aching to be touched. This time, he would be in charge.
Link sat back on his heels next to her on the mattress. He took his time to oversee the bounty of her body, so beautiful it made even his eyes tingle. She lay perfectly still, awaiting what he would do. Trusting him completely. He didn’t really know where to start the worship of his angel. Her belly button? The inside of her thighs? Her collarbone? Or her rosy, slightly parted lips? It was like a banquet with too much to choose from. One thing was for sure though: no matter how much she would beg and scream, this time, he would do things at his own pace.
With bated breath, Zelda awaited his first move. It seemed to take forever. At last, the mattress dipped again, and she inhaled when she felt his breath on her skin. It was first on her belly. Then it ghosted down to her pubic mound, only to travel up again. It swerved off to her left breast. She could feel his hair tickling on her shivering skin, could feel the heat from his face. But then it was gone again. Just when she was about to complain, she felt it right above her lips. The muscles around her mouth twitched with surprise when she felt his lips on hers. Gently, his tongue prying her lips apart and demanding access. The depths of her mouth still tasted of bread, and cheese, and butter. He wanted to suck it all off of her tongue, until only her natural taste remained. She whimpered into his mouth, and he briefly parted to let her breath. Then he went in again, plunging his tongue in as deep as he could, letting it slither against hers. When he decided it had been enough, he started a slow descend. Very slow. Torturously slow.
Zelda gasped for air when his mouth left hers, leaving her dizzy. Intuitively, she said nothing. Words would have ruined the atmosphere. At that moment, she didn’t know yet that it would only be a matter of time before she would be begging for her release.
Once again, she felt the mattress shifting. His weight was on either side of her now; he must’ve been on all fours above her. She bit her lip when the softness of his balls grazed at her belly, the tip of his proud erection dragging right below her sternum, and she could hear a low snigger. Then his mouth trailed kisses down her throat, his tongue dipped at the hollow of her collarbone, then nibbled along it to the right. He continued his path to her shoulder, sucking skin in between his teeth and adding a new love bite. She hissed, arching up against his groin. Licking her lips, she turned her head, wondering if she could send her imploring gaze through the scarf. It must’ve worked, because he returned to the centre of her collarbone. From there, he licked a burning trail down in between her breasts. From her whine, he could tell that she was dissatisfied because he ignored them, but her ticklish belly button was also so very tempting. Right now, he was aiming to tease.
Zelda whined when he skipped her breasts, although she had to admit that his tongue poking at her belly button also felt really good. She felt like her entire body had become so erotically charged, even if he would’ve suckled at her little toe, it still would’ve felt sensational. And so, she couldn’t help but to start touching herself. Both hands slid up to her breasts, and she squeezed them. The combined stimulation of her hands on her breasts and Link’s tongue down at her belly made her moan. To her chagrin, he moved up again, grabbing both her hands and placing them back next to her. But he was lenient and immediately replaced her hands with his mouth. First the one, then the other. He sucked and softly bit her nipples, flicking them with his tongue, his fingers pinching and twisting at the one that was left unattended. This made Zelda moan louder, pressing her head back into the pillow. Not allowed to touch her breasts, her hand drifted off to somewhere else instead. To a lower, much hotter place.
While Link’s tongue and fingers were busy on her nipples, he couldn’t fail to notice the increased urgency in her voice. Letting his gaze float to the side, he saw that her right hand was no longer next to her on the mattress. As if he wouldn’t notice. Ceasing all stimulation at her chest, he sat back and unceremoniously batter her hand away. “No,” he growled sternly. From the way her mouth – quite comically – fell open, he could tell that she was shocked.
How unheard of! Except from her parents, she had always been used to get her way. And here Link was, denying her the freedom to touch herself at will. It was probably at that moment that the first signs of frustration were starting to become apparent. To her relief, he settled himself between her legs. Things could only get better now. She shivered when she felt his breath ghost over her soaking wet slit. Anticipating his lips there, she gently pushed her groin up. But then his mouth strayed to the inside of her thigh. It took all of her willpower to not start voicing her impatience. She mentally willed his head back down again, but instead, it went up, to her knee.
Link grinned against the tender skin of her thigh. Being this submissive was probably very new to her. And he looked forward to exploiting it mercilessly. Ignoring her restrained hisses, he took his time placing kisses up and down her thigh. Then to the other side. While he was busy, he glanced over at her face. She was biting her lip, knowing that spurring him on would only have the opposite effect. But it must’ve been so hard for her. His eyes glided lower, over her heaving chest, down to her belly, which was rising and falling with restless sighs. He guessed that, any moment now, she’d start complaining.
Zelda could do nothing but writhe and clutch at the sheets. His tongue was on her other thigh now. Slowly going up and down. Every time he reached the bottom, his hair tickled at her twitching entrance, and she whimpered. Her patience was about to reach its limit. Things were going to get vicious, real soon. “Link...” she whined, though there was a hint of warning in her voice. She wasn’t sure if he hadn’t caught it, or if he just flatly ignored it. Either way, it had no effect. When he once again skipped her weeping slit, and returned to her belly instead, she lost it.
“Dammit Link, would you quit your faffing about and get to it, please!” she shouted, but then she quickly clamped her mouth shut again. That had come out of its own. She hoped that she wouldn’t come to regret this little outburst.
Maybe she would. For a moment, it stayed alarmingly quiet.
“Oh,” he then said with a disturbingly calm voice. “Are you gonna get foul-mouthed on me, princess? Do you think you deserve for me to ‘get to it’ then?”
“I’m sorry,” Zelda quickly said. “I’m sorry!” She heard him exhaling slowly.
“That’s better.”
Almost immediately after, she felt his hands grabbing at the bottom of her thighs, lifting them up and pulling them wider apart. With a sudden voracity, his hot, quivering tongue dove into her, twisting and stabbing. A ragged groan of relief left her mouth. When it slid back out, it was with surprised shock that she felt him dragging it down lower, briefly teasing at her other hole, and then lower still, all the way to her tail bone.
“Link…!” she gasped, perplexed.
Link just grunted and continued slurping up and down her bottom. Every so often, he would dip into her depths again, to gather more juice, and then he grazed and nibbled more in between her buttocks.
Zelda’s head trashed from side to side. She smiled around the astonished groans that left her mouth, and pressed her lower half up to meet his greedy mouth. Pleasant as it was though, the painfully swollen bud at the top cried out for attention too. From its own accord, her hand was once again drawn to it, and she vigorously started rubbing at it. But again, Link was relentless.
“No!”
Zelda let out a sound of anguish. “Link, please, I need it…!”
“I said no!” He crawled back up, so he was looming over her again. “Such a bad princess, you are. Are you looking to be punished?”
“Making me wait like this is punishment enough!”
“You know, I could’ve used that scarf to tie you to the bed instead, and there’s nothing stopping me from still doing exactly that.” Something in his voice told Zelda that he wouldn’t hesitate to do it too, and she fell quiet again. “Now, hush… When, or rather, if you come is in my hands now. So you’d better be a good girl.”
As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. Only he could ease that horny ache inside, and he was well aware of that. She found that he was enjoying this way too much.
She felt him leaning down, and she gasped when he nibbled at her earlobe. “Be patient, my love,” he murmured, sending shivers down her spine. “I promise you, it’s gonna be so good in the end.” Somewhat eased by that promise, she was still wondering how long he would make her wait. Other than longing to feel him inside of her, she also longed to feel him on top of her, to feel his heartbeat rage against her chest, in tandem with her own.
“Link?” she tried, in a voice only barely above a whisper.
“Yes?”
“How much longer?” Because, surely, he too must’ve been at his limit, by now?
“Not much,” he replied. After a wet lick along her cheek, he crawled down again, licking his lips. There was something indescribably invigorating about seeing and hearing her like this. But she was right. It was exquisite, but it was about time he ended it. Taking his rock hard manhood in his hand, he nudged the tip of it against her swollen bud, and teased it mercilessly. It was a skill that required precision, and over the coming years, he would look forward to honing it.
“Link… Put it in… Please...” Zelda moaned. In time, she would learn to love how he tormented her. How he suspended the pleasure until they were both about ready to snap. But right now, it was agony. Her hips arched up when he trailed the tip down along the side, to her soaking wet perineum. There he massaged the tender spot, almost entering, but not quite yet. “Link! Dear Heavens.” She had resorted to sobbing now. The fingers of both her hands clawed into the sheets, and she let her head drop back, pressing her chest up into the air. Her greedy entrance tingled and buzzed, almost to the point of being painful. It knew what it wanted, and it was growing increasingly impatient. “Please… Stop teasing.” It would all be to no avail until she would say the magical words. Or so she hoped. Today, he’d have his princess beg for him. He wouldn’t be satisfied any other way. But it was okay, she discovered now. This bit of teasing and suspense; it added a delightful bit of zest to their sexlife. And if it was for the sake of mind blowing sex, then Zelda was prepared to swallow her pride. “I beg of you,” she sighed with a shivering voice. And so he plunged inside of her, and she thankfully screamed out. He didn’t start thrusting right away, first savouring her heat surrounding him.
Link’s eyes rolled back as he steeled himself not to succumb right away. He couldn’t come yet. He still had a couple of things up his sleeve. After a few breaths, he started a rhythm, quite fierce right away. Watching her reactions closely, he readied himself.
Zelda almost sang out with joy when he was at last moving inside of her. Other than words, it was the greatest kind of flattery she could give him. A serenade of screams, only for him to enjoy. Raking her fingers along his arms, she reached out her lips for him to kiss them, but he merely grazed at them, leaving her hungry for more. The smell of his sweat and the sound of his panting breath started to trigger that tidal wave of lust, down in her belly. And yet, something warned her that this might not be the final stage yet. Something told her that he wasn’t going all out yet. He wasn’t moaning and grunting like he was going all out. This was too easy. After his dominating demeanour, there still must’ve been a catch. “Link, don’t… Don’t stop…,” she breathed urgently. “Please, no… Link!” He had pulled back out of her. “LINK!!” she shrieked, stomping her fists into the mattress.
Link grinned. Behind the tear stained scarf, her eyes must’ve been flaring with rage. He imagined her looking at him with eyes that said ‘I’m going to kill you. I’m going to murder you dead.’ Grabbing both her wrists, he pinned her down to the bed, muffling her complaints with rough kisses. Completely at her wits ends, she desperately rocked her hips up against him, mewling pathetically into his mouth. It felt like her entire pelvis was on fire. When he thought that her upcoming orgasm had abated enough, he pushed in again. This time, she clamped her legs around him. He wasn’t going anywhere any more.
To her delight, Zelda noticed that the knot of her scarf had come undone, and she shook her head to get rid of it. With her view back again, she was a bit startled at what she got to see. There was an almost sadistic ferocity in Link’s eyes. The smile on his face was wild and exhilarated, bordering on manic while he was thrusting into her. And yet, Zelda didn’t worry for her safety on this. He was fierce, for sure, but not violent. His grip around her wrists had been gentle, only to remind her that today, he was calling the shots. It was an unexpected switch in personality of which she wondered where it had come from. But she had to admit that… she loved it! It was different than what they had done so far, but so very thrilling.
The pleasure that Link had so rudely cut off just now was quickly coming back. From where they were joined in their love dance, it came rushing up through her hips, her belly, her chest, filling her head with nothing but all consuming euphoria.
“Almost there,” Link growled. “Are you ready for this?”
Zelda’s eyes lit up. Did this mean that there would be no more interruptions? “Yes,” she nodded eagerly, while she was already half gone. “Heavens, yes!” Her eyes squeezed shut and her head jerked back. “Link… Gracious me, LINK! AH!!” She twisted and pulled the sheet as her muscles tightened and twitched. Her climax hit every nerve, every muscle, every fibre in her body. She felt her toes curling, her body snapped up. Her squeezing legs must’ve left marks on his hips. The screams kept on coming, while wave after wave of ecstasy racked her body.
Link bit his lip, shaking sweaty bangs out of his eyes. Her slippery, fleshy walls rippled around him, gripping him tightly. Gritting his teeth, he tried to fight off the rush of heat. No, not yet. He could do this. He wanted to commit himself to bring her to unknown heights. All this stamina he had acquired, he wanted to put it to good use. Only when he would run out, he would surrender. Completely.
Zelda was still blissfully lost in her orgasmic chant to pay any heed. Her uterus spasmed to draw in his hot seed.
Except, it started to seep into her fogged brain that…
There wasn’t any.
She hadn’t heard any screams of release from him either.
Her eyes snapped open in surprise. Her legs started to slip from around his hips. Hips that were still going. Tirelessly. His face was still twisted in feverish tension. “Link...” she breathed, amazed. Looked like he would stay true to his promise. Even after all this, he still had enough stamina to give her even more pleasure. Though she could tell from the darkening shades of red on his face that it must’ve been so strenuous for him.
“I’m okay!” he hissed through gritted teeth. He bit his lip when she started squeezing her inner walls around him. “Don’t make this any harder!” And then there was still the view of her sweaty, flushed face. The sounds she made. Her bouncing titties . Good Heavens...
“I’ll only come again if you do too,” Zelda encouraged. “So go on, come inside me.”
His mouth opened wide, letting out strained gasps. This still had very little to do with stamina or strength. This girl was just irresistible.
Zelda smiled. He was so close. Only one more push. “Drench my insides with your hot cum.”
It was the final straw. He couldn’t keep it in any longer, he had to admit defeat. “Uhn-- Zelda!” The cry that tore from his throat was primal and liberating, sending delightful shudders down Zelda’s spine. It sent her off into her second climax, and this time, hot splashes of semen filled her up. Ah, much better… “Hmm, Link! Yes!” she cried out.
Link looked down upon her face. Nothing remained of her murderous glare now that she was lost in the purest of ecstasy. Her eyes sparkled and shone, her tears of misery replaced with ones of joy. At last, when his jerking penis had given up its last trickle, he allowed his aching arms to give out, and he breathlessly let himself collapse onto her soft breasts, designed for comfort. “Amazing,” he panted.
Zelda gargled some kind of agreement. Reaching up, she ran her trembling hand over his head a couple of times, cradling him against her heaving chest. When she wriggled, he lazily rolled off of her, but still cuddled close to her. “Wow,” she breathed, when she’d regained her speech. “Where did that come from?”
“Correct me if I’m wrong,” Link mumbled against her warm skin, “but I thought you wanted to know more of my fantasies.” He pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her, letting his fingers run over the rim of her shoulder blades. Remnants of her wings, he was sure.
Zelda let out a little laugh. “Uhu… I did… say that.” With a sigh, she relaxed into the pillow, to just lie. Nothing more. Just lie.
Once her brain had reawakened, it started backtracking to before this. “So, did you get a reward?”
“A reward? You mean, other than this?”
Zelda chuckled, resting her chin upon his chest and looking up at him. “From the quest.”
“Oh, right, from the quest.” He nervously cleared his throat. A reward. No, because he hadn’t been on a quest. As the matter of fact, he then to his relief remembered, he did have a reward. Yesterday’s quest had yielded two rewards, he’d only shown her one. “I did. It’s outside though, so we’re gonna have to get dressed.”
“Hmm… In a minute.”

That ‘minute’ had turned into a little less than half an hour, but when they were finally ready to leave the bedroom, they felt refreshed and invigorated. It was with slight shock that they discovered Liselle in one of the nearby bedrooms.
“Liselle,” Zelda said, blushing like a young girl who had been caught doing something naughty with her boyfriend. Which happened to be the case.
Knowing when to make herself scarce, Liselle had left her mistress to enjoy some private time with Master Link. However, her duties had led her to see that the chambermaids had done a good job preparing the guest rooms. It had not been her intention to eavesdrop at all. That said, she nevertheless had found herself fanning herself with her to do-list at some point. But tomorrow, they would have important guests. She ran a finger over the headboard of the bed, inspecting it on any leftover dust. How nice, that she didn’t have to worry about the cleaning any more.
With an amiable smile, she turned to the princess, nodding politely to Link. “Zelda, Master Link. I was just checking if the guest rooms were spick and span for tomorrow.”
“Ah, of course.” Zelda stood in the doorway, Link hovering a bit behind her. She was wringing the torn piece of clothing in her hands, then suddenly remembered why she was holding it in the first place. “Liselle, this needs to go to the seamstress,” she said, stepping closer and handing it to her.
“Oh, I can do that, no problem.”
“Okay, thank you.” She turned to leave, but then turned back again. “Did you… hear us?” She shyly glanced up at her face. Her knowing grin was enough of a reply. “I’m sorry...”
“Oh Zelda,” Liselle said with an amused sigh. “You shouldn’t apologize for loving each other.” She winked at her, and saw the girl’s face lighting up again. “I know what it’s like.”
With an adorable smile, Zelda nodded and continued her way. “Link? Are you coming?”
“Yes, you go on ahead and put on your coat. I think I might have a slight tear here too.” Not true, of course. Liselle was just dying to know if he had the ring. As soon as Zelda was out of sight, she came sidling next to Link for a hushed, secret, extremely short conversation. “Do you have it?”
“I have it.”
“Excellent.”
Then they parted again with a surreptitious wink and thumbs up. This plotting was actually kind of fun.

Once they had set food outside, Boy came running towards them, barking. He looked to be in a bit of a panic.
“What’s with you?” Link said, frowning.
The moment Boy saw Zelda, he visibly calmed down, but still made a couple of protective circles around her. He looked from Link to Zelda and back again, a bit confused.
Link’s eyes widened when a thought occurred to him. “Could it be that… You know, wolves have a lot sharper hearing than humans. Maybe he heard you screaming and thought you were in danger.”
Zelda cocked her head and leaned down towards Boy. “Is that it, Boy? Were you worried about me?” He first whined, but then made a happier sound when she stroke his head. “I’m perfectly alright, there’s nothing wrong,” she laughed. “What you heard were not screams of anguish or danger.”
Boy then suddenly bowed his head and put his front paw over his eyes, as if he’d just realised his error. His nose must’ve picked up on the lingering smell of her excitement that was still hanging around her.
“Boy,” Link said, and Boy looked up again. “There is a chance it might happen again. Don’t worry about it, okay?”
Boy firmly nodded his head, and with a happy bark, he was off again.
They both laughed. “It would be great if he would find a mate too,” Zelda said.
“Yeah,” Link agreed.
“Why now all of a sudden, though? It’s not the first time I’ve had an orgasm.”
“It is the first time it was so loud, and… devastating.”
She felt her face growing bright red, and she quickly hid it against his shoulder. “Shush, you.”
“Now, to answer your question,” Link said, while they continued their way.
“What question.”
“Why I stopped by my house. I went to pick up the rest of my weapons. If I’m gonna live here, then I want them here in case I need them.”
“Oh, right, of course.”
They stopped at one of the annexes, where Link, with real heroic flair, presented her…
Something she had never seen before. A most curious object. It had the head of a horse, but no legs. Instead, there were two wheels. On its neck, there seemed to be some weirdly misshapen kind of antlers. “What is it?” she said, mystified.
“This, my love, is the Master Cycle Zero,” Link said with a certain kind of pride. He’d had to endure a lot to acquire it. With boyish enthusiasm, he climbed onto his brand new mount. “Pretty cool, don’t you think?”
Zelda tilted her head this way and that. “How does it work?” She took a few steps back at the noise that came from it. “Is it motorized?”
“Yup.”
“How revolutionary.”
“Do you wanna go for a ride? If we sit close together, I’m sure we could both fit on it.”
She took place close behind him. Tucking her dress between her legs, she held on tightly. And so, he took his princess on a completely different kind of rush.

To be continued…

Author’s Note: That part where Link compares Zelda’s shoulder blades with remnants of her wings, I got that from the movie ‘Doukyuusei’, about two classmates who fall in love. One says to the other that his shoulder blades are where his wings have left his body. Or something. I think that’s such a beautiful thought. If you want to watch it, you should probably know that it’s M/M.
Next chapter will be Zelda’s coronation. And Link’s proposal ^__^ I think. Unless more sex comes up. Will be ready when it’s ready.
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