The love life of a Hero | By : Lisachan Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 3839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 4: A little mother-daughter moment
Ivee crossed her arms in front of her chest when she saw Link trotting closer on Epona, looking all cool and impressive in his Hero of Time outfit. “You already have me, you know?” she said.
“She needs her exercise,” Link simply retorted.
Ivee cooed to Epone as Link dismounted, and Epona replied with soft whinnies, which might as well have translated to “you crazy woman, you”. Patting Epona’s nose, Ivee leaned against Link’s warm body when he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, enjoying how they could openly do this now.
“Are you nervous?” Link asked.
“Been mentally preparing myself all day,” Ivee grumbled. Even though it was a joyous announcement, her mum would be all over the place. And not just today. Which all in all, in the end, might not be such a bad thing. It was more of a question whether her parents would be happy or angry. She was only 18. “Let me just… Hm...” She looked up into his face, and just stared into his eyes. They were amazing. If she could just get drunk on that liquid blue for a bit, she’d be able to face anything.
Link was puzzled. “Just what?”
Ivee inhaled sharply and shook her head. “Nothing. So, did you leave me some Mighty Bananas on the kitchen table, then?”
“Yup. A whole bunch. Go wild.”
“Kay, thanks. Now, let’s go.” There was a pang of excitement in her stomach when she entered the shop and beckoned both her parents. “Mum, can we sit down for a bit? Dad too?”
Amira however didn’t need any kind of solemn announcement to know what the young couple had come to say. “Are you pregnant?”
“Will you not ruin the girl’s moment?” Pruce groused, sitting himself down on a chair and pulling back Amira’s chair too. “Now sit, and just hear what they have to say.”
Chuckling, Ivee joined him at the table, closely followed by Link. She waited for her mother to sit down, and then she took a little breath. “Indeed, I think we need to start looking for a wedding dress. Everything points in that direction.”
Amira’s one hand shot towards her mouth, the other one reached for her heart. “Oh, my dear, I’m so happy! You need to get married as soon as possible now, though.”
“I know a priest,” Link sheepishly contributed.
“Good, good. So, how far are you?”
Ivee pursed her lips. “I’m not sure.” She was telling the truth, but at the same time, telling her would be the same as revealing for how long she and Link were already going behind their back, and then some.
“I hope you’re not too far yet. People will do the math.”
“We will say it was a premature birth.”
“And it will survive?”
“It has Link’s genes, obviously, it will survive. He’s been dead for 100 years, and look at him now.”
“Asleep. Asleep for 100 years,” Link butted in.
“Potato, potahto.”
Both Pruce and Amira laughed at the indignant face Link made. “Congratulations, you two,” Amira said with shiny eyes, reaching over the table to squeeze their hands. “Tonight, I’ll go look for my wedding dress, see if it fits. Would you like to wear my wedding dress?”
“I would love to!” Ivee beamed.
“Good thing you weren’t too thin when we got married,” Pruce grinned.
“Oh, get out of here, you. I’m pretty sure there’s a customer at the store.”
Grinning, Pruce shuffled back to the store, but not before murmuring a silent, but genuine “congratulations”.
“There was something we needed to ask, wasn’t there,” Link carefully put forward, knowing that Ivee was a bit shy when it came to talking about sex with her mum.
“Uhm… yes, well...”
He empathetically put a hand on her shoulder and got up. Maybe if he made himself scarce, she would feel less embarrassed. “I’ll go buy some supplies, okay?”
“Kay, thanks.” Ivee cast her eyes down with embarrassment. She wrung her hands, already feeling her face growing hot. “You see, it’s still a long time before this baby will be here, and… Link and I, we love each other...”
“You want to know if you can still have sex.”
Ivee ventured to look up, happy to see the warm, understanding face of her mother. “Ah… yeah.”
“But of course, my dear. Me and your dad still did it when I was pregnant.”
Her gaze instantly went down again. Right there, exactly the reason why she didn’t want to ask.
“As long as you don’t feel any discomfort, you can have sex as much as you want,” Amira continued. “But if you want to be sure, then maybe it would be good to go see Purah.”
“Purah’s a scientist, not a doctor.”
“When you’re as old as she is, you have acquired a lot of knowledge and experience. Back when I was pregnant with you and Azu, she has also helped me a lot. In fact, she has delivered both of you.”
“She does that?”
“Oh yes. Purah might be a bit quirky and eccentric, but she’s very intelligent.”
“I thought she never left the lab?”
“For important things like that, she makes an exception. Just try to wait to visit her until you’re married, okay?”
“Yeah… It’s just that… When Link comes home from his quests, he likes to… have sex.”
“Right now, you have to put yourself first. There are other ways to satisfy him.”
“Okay,” Ivee nodded, and for some inexplicable reason, she suddenly felt tears streaming down her face. “T-thank you for being s-so supportive.”
“Oh dear, you are pregnant, alright,” Amira said, hurrying to the other side of the table, so she could sit next to her daughter to offer some comfort. She saw Link sticking his head from around the corner, worried about Ivee’s crying, and she answered with a dismissive face. “Hormones,” she mouthed, rocking Ivee in her arms. Link nodded and disappeared again.
“It’s only normal for a mother to be supportive. No need to cry about it,” she continued to Ivee.
“It’s not just that,” Ivee blubbered. “Because I thought that sex before marriage wasn’t allowed, I’ve never had a chance to talk about it to any one. My first kiss. My first time. I’ve all had to keep it to myself. While I wanted to share it with someone so badly.”
“You poor thing,” Amira said softly, kissing the crown of Ivee’s head. “Would you like to talk about it now?”
“No...” Ivee said, glancing towards the store. “I’d prefer to talk about it when dad isn’t around. I’ll invite you over for a drink at Link’s house when he’s out.”
“Let’s do that. A little mother-daughter moment.”
Ivee looked up to her mother with a thankful face. “Hm… Sounds nice.”
Four days later. Amira smiled when Ivee set a mug of hot milk and honey in front of her on the table. She looked around, admiring the weapons on the wall. “Such a nice house this is.”
“It really is,” Ivee agreed, sitting down across from her mother with a mug of her own. “I’m so happy that he’s been able to save it from demolition. Would’ve been a shame.”
“Indeed, it would’ve been.” She turned her attention back to her daughter, curious to hear all about it. “So…?”
With a little sigh, Ivee started. “Our first time was when I turned 18.”
“That was early spring.” Now was mid summer.
“I know.” She was quick to defend herself. “Now, you don’t have to think that, ever since, we’ve been constantly doing it. We could only meet by chance, so all added up, it really wasn’t that much.”
“It’s okay, my love, I’m not angry.” Amira reassuringly put a hand over her daughter’s. Her eyes were glistening, and she smiled in a bit of schoolgirl kind of way. “So… your first time?”
“Right.” Ivee nodded and then sighed amorously. “Oh mum, it was so perfect. He was so gentle and patient. He hadn’t been there during the party for most of the evening, because he was out fighting. But then when the party drew to a close, he turned up after all. With flowers. We’d been friendly with each other before, but that night, I sat in the grass with him while he had some food, and it was so romantic, and he gave me my first kiss, and… You know… Spring.”
To be continued...
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