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Endgame Plus	By : RyuaAlba Category: Zelda > General Views: 17454 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or places in the Legend of Zelda franchise. This is a fanfiction, and I make no money off of this.

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Author's Note: Prompts by Martino and SirVanCleer. My apologies for the wait. As always, requests are open.
Zelda was a much beloved Queen. Although she was the first of her line to rule in a triumvirate, Hyrule was prospering under the joint rule, and with the exception of some of the more conservative nobility, her people were extremely happy with their lives, and the stability of their country.
So it was only natural that her birthday would be an epic of celebration. Last year, the people and the treasury were too busy with rebuilding to do any great amount of feasting. This year, however, with the frosts just out of the ground, and the scent of green things growing on the steadily warmer breeze, Castletown had set itself up for feasts and games all day long.
The three regents had spent a great deal of the day in the streets and taverns with their subjects. No official government business was being conducted today, and it seemed every other Hylian was either cooking something delectable, offering toasts of wine or ale, or performing some sort of entertainment. Zelda was the guest of choice at any gathering, of course, and never stayed anywhere for long. She finally met up with Ganondorf in Telma’s bar, where a pair of Gerudo were roasting little bites of meat covered in exotic spices from the desert caravans. Finally, well into sunset, she declared she couldn’t possibly eat or drink another bite, and started slowly making her way back up to the castle proper, Ganondorf in tow.
Just in front of the castle drawbridge, a small and exuberant crowd had gathered. Peering curiously over the heads of the crowd, the Gerudo king chuckled, and scooped Zelda up onto his shoulder for a better view. She felt momentarily childish, and then forgot her mild embarrassment at the spectacle, letting out a delighted laugh.
For reasons which escaped her at this moment, Link was parading around in wolf form, playing with a swarm of toddling children. They were shrieking with delight, one or two of them often climbing on top of him before he would gently shake them to the ground, attacking with doggy kisses. The proprietor of Malo Mart was garbed in a very flashy getup that suggested he was some sort of beast tamer, but clearly his act had gotten away from him. Currently, he was sulking, perched on top of a stool as his “ferocious beast” frolicked with nearly a dozen young children .
Link’s ears perked as he heard Zelda’s laugh, and he turned with a happy bark before being smothered in gleefully laughing children. A few seconds later, he stood in human form, laughing and disentangling himself.
“You know… rulers are supposed to have dignity,” Ganondorf said, and it would have been far more impressive had Zelda not been giggling hard enough to slip from his shoulder so he had to stop lecturing to catch her.
“Maybe… but my favourite job is making Zelda laugh,” he said, smiling broadly to an appreciative chorus of awwwws from the people still gathering around.
Ganondorf rolled his eyes, waiting until he’d handed back the last laughing child, then grabbed his arm. “Show’s over, puppy, time to come home.” His tug was far more gentle than it would have been a year ago, and Link didn’t tense at his touch anymore.
“This has been the most fun I’ve had in… I don’t know how long,” Zelda said happily as they entered the nearly deserted castle. Celebrations would likely continue until sunrise, and very little of use would get accomplished tomorrow, and that was exactly as she wanted her birthday celebrated. “Although I’m glad to get back here where it’s quieter.”
“I’m quite ready to spend a little time in private,” Ganondorf agreed as they entered their wing. There were two guards at the main entrance, but Zelda had ensured that no one would stand more than a four hour watch all day, so everyone got a chance to feast and play. Inside, the common room was pleasantly lit and warmed by a fire in the hearth, charmed by Zelda to stay safely smouldering even when there was no one to tend it.
Zelda smiled to feel Link’s arms around her waist, drawing her back against him as his lips brushed along her neck. “I’m glad you’ve had a good day,” he murmured. She leaned happily back against him, her arms running lightly up over his, encouraging the embrace.
His lips were busy on her neck, and she sighed happily, tiredness fading away as his hands slipped to her hips and Ganondorf’s brushed over her bodice. His immense hands were surprisingly dextrous as he undid the laces, Link helping him eagerly. The two of them had her down to her shift quickly, and she luxuriated in the feeling of their attentions. Link’s fingers combed through her hair, unpinning her jeweled crown, and Ganondorf slipped one arm behind her back, the other under her knees.
She squeaked as he scooped her up, carrying her to his bedroom. She knew Link was following closely, although his footsteps were quiet now that he’d kicked off his boots. To her delight, she also found that he’d divested himself of his tunic while Ganondorf was setting her down, and when he crawled onto the bed beside her, she ran eager hands along his chest. Her fingers traced now-familiar scars and smooth skin, enjoying the way she could make his breath hitch as she caressed him.
At this point, they knew each other well enough to know exactly how to get the right reactions. Zelda shifted onto her knees, pushing Link back down onto the bed, partially because it was fun, and mostly because she knew how it affected the men. Link loved it when she took control, although he loved it when she did almost anything. And Ganondorf had always enjoyed watching them together, especially when she was showing some initiative.
Slowly, she crawled over him, straddling his waist. She didn’t even have to reach down herself, Ganondorf’s hands caressed over her body, snaking under the shift and sliding it up over her head. Link’s hands followed his up over her skin, cupping her breasts.
It was unusual for her to be the center of attention, and she was absolutely luxuriating in it. Ganondorf was generally the focus of their games together, although Link came in for a bit of intensity once in a while. He liked being told what to do so much… it seemed a pity not to really put him through his paces on occasion. Right now though, Ganondorf’s lips were hot on her back with his beard scratchy-tickling her skin, and Link was eager underneath her, his hands caressing her breasts and sides.
She was as eager to ride him as he was to be ridden, and glared back over her shoulder when Ganondorf pulled her back just as she started to settle on him. “Mmm, not there,” he said, looking entirely too pleased with himself. He loved the way she looked when she was annoyed. “We’re both going to be inside you tonight, I think.”
The suggestion took her by surprise… for all the time they’d spent in each others’ beds, that was something they hadn’t tried yet. She looked down to see that Link’s gaze was mostly aroused, but with a touching amount of concern for how she felt about this. “Then I suppose you’d better get to work,” she chuckled, leaning down to kiss the hero before rolling off of him. She stretched out on the massive bed, enjoying the sensation of pleasantly warm oil drizzling over her backside.
Both sets of hands got to work on her, or rather both of Link’s hands and one of Ganondorf’s, the Gerudo spreading oil across her back, rubbing out tension with the surprising care and tenderness he was occasionally capable of. Link had a much more specific mission in mind, one of his hands moving slowly and soothingly over the curve of her hip, the other delving gently between her cheeks. She’d prepared him numerous times, of course, and perhaps it was that familiarity that made him so good at it. His strong fingers were wonderfully gentle, always just the right amount of pressure, backing off just before she started to hurt. Between both of them, she was a relaxed, if incredibly aroused, pile of jelly by the time Link finally withdrew his hand.
Zelda pushed up to all fours, stretching like a cat, and peered mischievously over her shoulder at Link, who was watching her glistening form eagerly while he coated his length. “What are you waiting for?” she teased, laughing at how quickly he pounced, kissing the back of her neck as his slick shaft slid easily inside of her. The two of them didn’t do this often, and right now, Zelda couldn’t figure out why, as it felt fantastic. From the way he gripped her shoulders as he pushed slowly into her, Link obviously agreed.
He pulled her up against his chest, nuzzling her neck as he made sure she was in no pain from his intrusion. Link thrust into her ever so slightly, one hand playing over her soft breasts while the other dropped down between her legs.
She hardly thought the slippery oil was necessary, considering how wet her entrance was from aroused anticipation. Link’s fingers slid easily into her, moving slowly and in time with his so-gentle thrusts. “You don’t have to be that careful with me, Link,” she breathed, laughing ever so slightly.
“Perhaps not, but a little extra care is never a bad idea.” Ganondorf was understandably proud of his size, oversized as it was for his Hylian bedmates. Eyeing his immense length, already well-smeared with oil, she had to agree with his point. Ganondorf’s hand set in the center of her chest, pushing back gently, and Link wrapped his arms around her, laying them both back down without having to leave her warm tightness.
Ganondorf’s fingers were on her now, and while he was as gentle as Link had been, his sheer size made it a far more intense sensation. He slipped one inside her, then a second, and Link made a soft sound underneath her. She felt his arms tighten slightly around her, and realized how erotic it must feel to touch someone else from inside her. The third finger took a little more work, and she felt just the slightest bit too tight, too full.
Link’s hands were roaming her body again, causing delightful shivers of pleasure to contrast the insistent pressure inside her. The sensation melted from strange to enjoyable, and she moaned softly, her voice a different timbre when lost in pleasure.
“That’s what I was waiting to hear,” Ganondorf’s low voice rumbled, and the fingers slowly withdrew. Before she could adjust to their absence, the massive head of his cock had taken their place, pushing into her slowly but without pausing.
It never seemed to matter how many times he entered her, he always seemed impossibly big. Certainly seeing his immense body arched over them emphasized that observation. This time, though, she had the added stimulus of Link behind her, groaning in delight at the way her body was shifting around him with the new intrusion. The sheer volume of sensation was overwhelming, and just as intense was the idea of it; both her lovers buried to the hilt inside her, filling her to her absolute peak.
Ganondorf didn’t have to move much to make Zelda writhe with pleasure at this point, just a minor thrusting of his hips as he held himself easily above the two of them. It was almost more of a pulse than a full thrust, but because of her tightness, the sight of Link splayed underneath her, it was more than enough to satisfy him.
For her part, Zelda was in ecstasy. It was the most intense sex she’d ever had, Link thrusting minutely up against her backside, Ganondorf driving down into her. She could actually feel their shafts pushing against each other inside her body, and she screamed in delight as pleasure coursed through her.
Ganondorf growled something low in his throat, Link letting out a high keen that was almost more wolf than man, as Zelda’s body tightened on them both, waves of pleasure making her body throb deliciously. It was too much for Link, his hands tightening on her breasts as he came, hips jerking up against hers as he spilled his seed deep inside her. He bit the back of her neck not quite too hard, his lips a soft, warm apology on the spot moments later.
Zelda groaned and squirmed, delighting at Link’s loss of control, at the way his mouth felt on her skin. Her voice was muffled when Ganondorf dipped his head down to kiss her, leaving her dizzyingly breathless. His release was just seconds after, his hips thrusting down hard against hers, making Link groan in over-stimulated pleasure as he nibbled at the nape of her neck.
He dropped to his forearms, not quite low enough to squash his lovers, basking in the smell of her warm body and hot pleasure. They were all three breathing heavily, and he buried his face in her hair, inhaling the faint scent of flowers mixed in with her own, rich scent.
“I am not going to be able to sit down for a week, am I?” Zelda said ruefully with a healthy touch of amusement. Maybe it was a good thing she only had one birthday a year.
“Especially not if you assume we’re already done with you,” Ganondorf chuckled, his grin a flash of white in dark skin.
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