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An Epiphany in the Ruins (Legend of Zelda)
🕑 Added 2019-12-06 20:17:41 +0000 UTCWeekly Poll Winner
Themes: Rough Sex, Loving Sex, Fucked Silly
Summary: Based off of this picture. It takes a while for Link to get it. The way Zelda dresses isn't slutty, per say... but there's no denying that her pants are a size too small, and the way she flaunts it is... tantalizing, to say the least. But at first Link assumes he's just reading too much into it. It's not until Zelda calls him out on it teasingly that he finally gets exactly what she wants from him... and decides to give it to her.
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“Are you going to keep staring at my butt, or are you going to help me explore?”
It was in that moment, hearing those words, spoken in a dry tone, that Link had his epiphany. He had in fact been staring at Zelda’s butt… but to be fair, it was a VERY nice butt. Currently kneeling on a ledge as she leans forward and holds up a torch in one hand, while using the other to run her fingers over the carvings in the ruined wall in front of her, Zelda had in fact been taking up a pose that accentuated her curvaceous derriere quite nicely.
From her peach-shaped rump, to her thicc thighs, to her long legs, Zelda was without a doubt, a singular beauty. And having been all over the place by this point, having met quite a few pretty girls since he woke up, Link felt safe in making the simple claim, at least in the safety of his own head, that Zelda was the most beautiful woman he’d ever met.
Still, it’s not until this moment, as Zelda finally calls him out on his staring so bluntly, that Link realizes his feelings for her aren’t as one-sided as he initially thought. It takes Zelda coming out and just saying it for him to finally put everything together. He’s been sneaking glances and at her and staring at her for quite a while now… and only now is he realizing that she’s WANTED him to do so.
From the fact that her pants are a size too small, to the way she flaunts her gorgeous body at every opportunity… Link finds himself looking back over the last several weeks since he woke up, and cataloging every single instance in which Zelda had drawn his eye. Now that he was actually thinking about it… she was doing it on purpose, wasn’t she? Every time that he found himself staring at her beautiful body, every time that he found himself sneaking a glance towards her heaving chest, or her swaying hips, or her bouncing ass… Zelda had provoked those peeks, she’d provoked his reactions on purpose.
Link’s mouth is suddenly quite dry. Zelda hasn’t moved from her position, hasn’t so much as done a single thing to change her pose or remove her gorgeous, peach-shaped ass from his line of sight. She’s still got one knee up on the ledge, still has one hand on the wall and another holding her torch. It’s just that now, she’s giving him the side eye over her shoulder, her head half-turned as she looks back at him with a cool stare, waiting for his response.
It’s entirely possible that Link is wrong, of course. It’s possible he’s off base. There’s only one way to find out, isn’t there? Link cocks his head to the side, and then steps forward. He doesn’t fail to notice the way Zelda tenses up ever so slightly at that, even as he takes another step, and then another. Still, she refuses to move. Still, she doesn’t even fully turn to face him, instead choosing to leave her gorgeous derriere on full display, clad in those tight, form-fitting pants that completely outline her ass, and her thighs, and her long legs.
Once he’s within grabbing distance, Link goes for it. What’s the worst that can happen? Ah, she might hit him. She might hate him, too. But… Link is kind of fed up with all of her teasing. If nothing else, this might show Zelda that she needs to reign it in, if she doesn’t want to provoke him to this sort of thing like she has been.
Regardless, Link’s hands close over Zelda’s ass cheeks wordlessly as he reaches out and grabs hold of her peach-shaped posterior. Zelda’s lips part and her breath hitches as the cool stare she’s giving him begins to transform into an embarrassed blush. She flushes and ultimately bites her lower lip, trying to contain the moans as Link begins to mold and shape her ass to his heart’s content, gripping and squeezing and molesting her rump with all of his focus directed at the task.
“A-Ah… was… w-was wondering when you’d finally make y-your move, Link…”
Link raises an eyebrow at that, and Zelda meets his eyes, even as he continues to molest her and feel her ass up without slowing for even a single moment.
“You… mm, you’re the Hero. It’s, hah, only right that you… t-take what you want…”
This is a far cry from the cool indifference she’d been exuding just moments before. But he finds that something in her words resonates with him. He should take what he wants… and what he wants is Zelda. Sliding his hands around her body and up under her shirt, Link leans in close, even as he moves his grip from her ass to her chest, grabbing and squeezing her tits under her top. Gasping, the blonde lets out a soft mewl, even as she turns her head away, hiding her face.
“K-Keep going… I’ll get back to, mm, translating t-this wall…”
Link hums at that, even as Zelda does exactly as she says and gets back to work. His cock is rock hard by this point, and straining against the interior of his pants, so after a few more moments of groping Zelda’s chest, the silent hero pulls his hands back and reaches down, working open his belt and then his trousers. It doesn’t take long to extract his cock from its confines, the hardening length flopping out and twitching and pulsating in the stagnant air of the underground ruins they’re currently exploring.
Zelda looks back once more, probably to see why he’s removed his hands from her, but when she sees his cock out, when she sees his length growing larger and thicker by the second, she turns back around again, averting her gaze and pretending, or perhaps actually focusing on the wall in front of her. Link couldn’t imagine trying to translate a single damn thing on that wall, not with Zelda’s peach-shaped ass still jutting out towards him, not with her beautiful body his for the taking.
She’d said to keep going, so that’s exactly what Link will do. Reaching around to her sides, Link hooks his thumbs into the waist of her extremely tight, form-fitting pants, and begins to pull them down. They’re more like leggings than anything else, almost seeming to be painted onto her body for how much they outline her attributes so successfully. It takes some effort to pull them down from her waist and over her wide hips and gorgeous derriere, but Link is no quitter.
Soon enough, he’s pulled Zelda’s pants down enough to expose her ass, her thighs… and perhaps most importantly of all, her slit, nestled in between her legs. She’s not wearing any panties beneath her trousers, another sign, Link supposes, that she has indeed been waiting for him to make his move for quite some time now.
Instead, she’s completely naked beneath her pants, as well as completely bald, her pink pussy shaved. Link wonders when she had the time… but not for long. He’s too eager to move on, to care about such small trivialities right now. With his cock out and Zelda’s pussy exposed, there’s no more obstacles between the silent hero and his true goal. Grabbing Zelda by the hips gently but firmly, Link brings his cock up to her slit and presses the tip of his member up against her lower lips, watching as they spread apart before him, like a flower opening it’s petals.
Zelda’s breath hitches as he begins to penetrate her, and she lets out a full body shudder, but at the same time, she does her level best to focus on the wall in front of her, even as Link sinks inch after inch of his meaty member into her from behind, filling her more and more with his thick, fat cock. He takes his time with it, going slowly at first, not wanting to hurt her too much. Is it her first time? Link isn’t sure… he’s not even sure if it’s HIS first time or not.
Regardless, it feels right. The world has been pretty insane since he woke up weeks back, and not much has made sense. But this right here, filling Zelda to the brim with his length, joining them together as one in a loving embrace… it made all the sense in the world. Even if Zelda was turned away from him. Even if she was still pretending to translate the wall in front of her, rather than paying him any mind.
Except Link knew better, he knew she wasn’t ignoring him, just based off of her reactions. Her cunt clenches hard around his cock again and again, and Zelda herself gasps and moans and mewls, panting heavily as he fucks her faster and faster. Picking up the pace, Link begins to truly rock forward into the beautiful blonde, and Zelda finds herself pressed further up against the wall in turn, her grip on her torch tightening as she tries to avoid dropping it, all while getting fucked.
“L-Link… y-you’re so rough…”
Ah, but what she doesn’t say is that he’s TOO rough. Meaning that she likes it, meaning that it was an observation, not a condemnation. Meaning that in the end… she wants more of the same. Grinning a little, the silent hero gives his companion what she’s tactfully asking for, fucking her harder, faster, plowing her until she’s not just mewling, but outright squealing. He takes her up against the wall quite roughly, and Zelda seems to love every moment of it… especially if her sudden orgasmic cry is anything to take into consideration.
Still, even as Zelda climaxes around his cock, Link feels like something is missing… namely, the true intimacy of the exchange. So, without hesitation, he pulls out of his current lover with a pop, causing her to gasp at the sudden loss. Before she can react though, before she can so much as get a word out, Link has already spun her around and is kissing her full on the lips, looking into her eyes as they go wide from the sudden contact.
Zelda freezes for all of a moment at being turned around and kissed so passionately, and then she’s kissing Link right back. The rest of their clothing flies off in short order, and soon Link has Zelda pressed back up against the wall behind her all over again, but this time facing him as he sinks his cock back into her quivering quim and starts thrusting away once more.
Moaning into his mouth, embracing him with her arms around his neck, Zelda kisses him right back with a distinct fervor, their tongues dueling with one another, even as his cock pistons in and out of her clenching pussy walls with reckless abandon. Plowing his companion silly is exactly Link’s goal right now, fucking her to completion… but not too quickly to completion. He wants nothing more than to cum inside of her, but first, his pride as a man demands that he bring her more pleasure, that he show his lover just what he’s capable of in terms of lovemaking.
As such, it’s not until Zelda has climaxed more times than either of them can keep track of that Link lets out a groan of his own and FINALLY unloads inside of Zelda’s cunt. He doesn’t ask for permission, of course, nor does he so much as hesitate to see what she has to say on the subject. As she’d told him, he was the Hero, and it was his right to take her. This was part of that, and judging by the pleasure and ecstasy on Zelda’s face as he cums inside of her, she agrees with him, wholeheartedly.
As they collapse against the wall together, holding each other close and panting heavily, the both of them having to catch their breath, there’s no denying that things have irrevocably changed between the two of them. And yet, at the same time, things feel almost like they’re perfect now. Like this is what’s meant to happen… this is who they’re meant to be. Zelda and Link… Link and Zelda… they’re finally complete, in one another’s arms.
