A friend has made a public Discord server for any and all interested in a space that is friendly to all ships. Hereâs a word from the Admin of the server:
We are an 18+ Discord server focused on the NSFW side of The Legend of Zelda. Our goal is to provide a safe space for the Zelda community to entertain their thoughts and ideas for the kinkier side of Hyrule.
This is a pro-shipping (Linkshipping is welcome!) community that welcomes all genders and sexualities to share and discuss fanart, fanfics, theories and headcanons. Come along and join us for a wild ride through the naughty side of Castle Town by clicking on the invite link below!
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Tags: Twilight/Wild, Link/Link, Porn With Plot, Shameless Smut, Hand Jobs, Semi-Public Sex, Blood and Injury, Emotional Sex, Light Bondage, Dom/sub Undertones, Kissing, Light Angst, Swordfighting, Angst and Fluff and Smut
Summary:
âWildâŠâ Twilight reached out, resting a hand over Wildâs bruised knuckles when he didnât shy away. Blue eyes watched him warily, sad and guilty and uncertain, but Wildâs shoulders began to drop as Twilight offered a small smile. He lifted his hand to brush against the bruise lightly, Wild biting his lip and turning away as he did. âAre you okay?â
âYeah, Twi,â Wild murmured, and when he turned back there was a tiny smirk on his lips. âAs long as Iâve got my knight in shining armor to rescue me, Iâll be fine.â
Twilight snorted. âI didnât do much. You were the one who saved me.â
Wild is ambushed by the Yiga after work and Twilight comes to the rescue. Secrets are discovered, wounds are mended, and Twilight realizes he might enjoy his boyfriend taking chargeâin more ways than one.
Word Count: 5,507
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I finally got around to editing the sequel to âAlright? Okayâ for all you thirsty wildlight fans. This one follows a timeline of âcanonâ thatâs even more complex, notably this falls after HSH and HSHftH, is a sequel to âDusk and Dawnâ by a lovely anonymous author, and is also a sequel* to âWhat Makes You Happyâ by St0rmy! So many layers⊠but there are only minor spoilers and itâs mainly based on theories that HSHftH introduced. I hope you all enjoy!
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Twilight adored Wild.
It was a fact that had become increasingly apparent the more time they spent together. Wild could tilt his head in that way he does or glance at him just like that, and Twilight would be completely helpless.
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Tags: Twilight/Wild, Link/Link, Twilight, Wild, based on Home Sweet Home by Stormy, Townhouse AU, Drinking, Mutual Pining, First Kiss, Kissing, Emotional Sex, Comfort Sex, Hurt/Comfort, Body Worship, Scar Kissing, Biting, Roughness, Hand Jobs, Simultaneous Orgasm, Enthusiastic Consent, let them kiss alreadyyy! Â
Summary:
âAre you alright?â Twilight murmured, slowly raising a hand to cup Wildâs cheek. Twilight could see Wildâs blush even in the dark of the hall, blue eyes gazing up at him nervously.
Wildâs hand slowly lifted, trembling until it pressed against the raised scars across Twilightâs forehead, gently brushing over the skin with sadness clear in his gaze. Twilight sucked in a breath, eyes locking with Wildâs as they froze. His hand slowly rose to cup Wildâs other cheek, brushing over the scarred skin that stretched across his cheekbone. Wildâs breath ghosted across his chin, eyes searching as Twilight felt himself leaning closer.
âAre you?â Wild whispered in the small space between them.
Months after Happyâs defeat, Twilight still canât get the night of the break in out of his head. The feelingâs mutual, and Wild wants to help.
Word Count: 4,014
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I wrote some wildlight fanfic based on Home Sweet Home by St0rmy. Wild and Twilight in that story have so much chemistry, I couldnât resist writing a shipfic for them.
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Came across this author and their amazing FSA A/B/O fics recently and got their permission to share here so you all can enjoy!
Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply, Shadow Link/Vio Link, Blue Link/Green Link/Red Link/Shadow Link/Vio Link, Link/Link (Legend of Zelda), Blue Link, Green Link, Red Link, Vio Link, Shadow Link, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Smut, Shameless Smut, Just Sex, Male Lactation, Omega Verse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics
Summary:
The four colors and Shadow Link have made it as a pack. Here's how they handle one if their Omegas being in heat.
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This lovely piece was sent to a mod this morning, so weâre sharing it here for others to enjoy!
Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Twilight/Warriors/Sky, Twilight - Character, Warriors - Character, Sky, Other heroes mentioned in passing, Threesome - M/M/M, Twilight/Warriors, established relationship, Skyâs first time and heâs so eager itâs adorable, Oral Sex, handjobs, First time anal, Voyeurism, Teaching new techniques, Three-way kisses are hot
Summary:
It was the same thing, night after night: Twilight would usually leave the fire first, Warriors following several minutes later. Sometimes they would return within a few minutes. Others, they might not return until well after the others had gone to bed.
It was the same thing, night after night, and Sky just wanted to know why.
Iâve got a request for Warriors/Twilight in barbarian armour, and I may have added some mirror sex and slut shaming for texture. Enjoy :pÂ
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Warriors pinched his lips as he turned around in the mirror in front of him, hoping that a different angle would give him the answer he needed.
Wild had told him that the outfit would increase his strength immensely, making him formidable on the battlefield, but, as he did another turn in the mirror, he had no idea how the outfit was supposed to make him more powerful. Hell, it would hardly protect his most vital organs-
âHey Wa- Oh.â Warriors turned around to look at the speaker and was surprised to find himself looking at Twilight.
âWhatâs up?â Warriors asked, crossing his arms. Twilight was staring at him, a light blush spreading to the tips of his ears.
âI was going to ask- it doesnât matter. Did Wild give you the outfit?â
âYeah. He said that I would increase my strength.â Warriors said, looking back in the mirror, but his eyes were not his outfit, but on Twilight, who quietly walked into the room until he was standing just behind Warriors.
âYouâre missing the paint.â Twilight said as he spotted the small jar of purple liquid off to the side. Wild had given him the paint, sure, but he had never said what he was supposed to do with it. âI can add it for you, if you want.â
Good writing is good ! That story with Twi and Four was hot !
Thank you Nonny! Iâm glad you enjoyed! Four and Twilight have such a fun dynamic, Iâve written a few more things with them that I need to get around to posting...
-Mod Damien
Four/Twi smut anyone? Itâs pretty fluffy, including size difference, trans!Four, and after care...
Word Count: 2,165
Four had a headache and he was beyond frustrated. The Colors had been arguing almost all day and he just wanted them to shut up already but he had run out of ideas to stop the constant stream of bickering. He needed a solid distraction; not one of Vioâs books or weapon maintenance or calming tea. Something real, solid, grounding. His eyes flicked over to Twilight. He was having a conversation with Wild, nodding along respectfully but with a confused look on his face as the Champion explained something about Sheikah tech. He was bored, Four needed a distraction, Twilight had always been happy to obligeâŠ
He found himself pulling the pelted hero away from camp before he thought better of it, heart beating faster as Twilight followed obediently. The arguing in his head continued but the soft sounds of camp faded, and Four relaxed slightly once he felt theyâd gotten far enough away for some privacy. He turned to Twilight, already feeling a blush on his cheeks at being so forward, but the sharp curiosity in the manâs eyes bolstered his courage.
âWhatâs going on, do you need to talk--â Twilight began with a hint of worry, but Four quickly shook his head.
âJust,â he huffed out a sigh, then met Twilightâs eyes pleadingly. âCould you kiss me?â
The smile that split Twilightâs face exposed sharp canines, and Four barely had to wait a second before he was lifted into strong arms with soft lips against his. He wrapped his arms around Twilightâs neck, relaxing into the caste kiss, but the Colors didnât let up. He needed more, and Four tangled his fingers in Twilightâs hair and tugged, eliciting a groan from him. The kiss deepened, Twilight catching Fourâs lower lip between his teeth, and for a moment there was blissful silence as his heart pounded louder.
A hand roamed up his side, his back, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. When it buried in his hair and pulled, Four couldnât help the moan that fell from his lips. Twilight pulled away to catch his breath, pressing their foreheads together with a sparkle in his eye that could only mean good bad things. His head was pulled back suddenly, and Twilight was on his neck, sharp teeth and warm lips sending shivers down his spine. Four was burning hot, breaths coming in gasps as Twilight worked the sensitive skin into a bruise. His head was lighter, the Colorsâ arguing more distant, and Four let his hands travel over Twilightâs shoulders and back, clenching in his tunic and tugging him closer.
Twilightâs teeth sunk in just below his jaw and Fourâs breath caught, back arching as pleasure shot straight from his head to--
âT-Twi, wait,â Fourâs voice wavered but he could care less as another wave crashed over him when Twilight mouthed at the bite.
Twilight pulled back slowly, eyes dark, and Four nearly lost track of his thoughts as he saw the blood on Twilightâs lips. The Colors were quieter now, but not completely, a dull ache at the back of his mind still. The ache was nothing compared to the curious throb between his legs, but he could ignore that.
âAh,â Twilight blinked, awareness returning as a blush colored his cheeks. His eyes flitted to Fourâs neck in shame and no no no, thatâs not good. âI-Iâm sorry, Four, I got carried awayâŠâ
Twilight shifted, lowering him down, and Four tightened his grip as the friction sent heat spiking through him. He buried his face in Twilightâs pelt to muffle his moan, but the manâs hearing was too good for that to work. Twilight paused, hands still on his back, and a deep chuckle reverberated between their pressed chests.
âAre you alright?â Twilightâs voice was right against his ear and Four shivered.
âDonât tease,â Four grumbled, pulling back to look Twilight in the face. There was concern in his eyes, but it was overshadowed by hunger that made Fourâs throat feel tight.
âWe donât have to continue,â Twilight said, hands shifting to hold his weight again, each press of his fingers into Fourâs thighs pooling hot in his stomach.
The Colors had grown quiet, watching intently. He could stopâŠ
âI want to,â Four whispered, and Twilightâs hands gripped him tighter before their lips crashed together in a passionate kiss.
Four could taste iron and blackberries and he felt drunk on it, warm and tingling and unable to focus on much beyond the caress of Twilightâs hands. One dipped under his tunic, burning hot against his stomach as it explored any skin it could reach. Four pressed into the touch, pressed into the hard plane of Twilightâs stomach as his legs wrapped tighter around narrow hips. Twilight gasped, and Four smirked against his lips as he pressed down further. The hand beneath his tunic trailed down, pressing against him, and Four groaned at the bolt of electricity that ripped through him.
Twilight lowered to his knees, Four holding on until he was deposited in the olderâs lap. There was a hand between his legs instantly, palming through his leggings, and Four shuddered as pleasure crashed over him. Theyâd never gone this far before, but Four didnât want to stop. Far from it, he wanted more, right now, and he pressed back into Twilightâs hand with insistence. Twilight had paused though, watching Four shiver as he gave only the lightest touches, and Four bit his lip as the heat simmered within him. He only lasted a minute before he felt down Twilightâs sides and palmed the bulge between his legs--and gosh, that was big. The next moment Four was on his back, Twilight hunched over him with a hand tugging down his leggings.
The night air prickled on his skin as he was exposed, but Twilightâs hand was pressed against him the next moment and Four would have cared less. He bucked into Twilightâs hand with a whine, the fingers on him reigniting the fire within. Twilightâs smile was sharp, his eyes dark, and Four pulled him down into another hungry kiss.
It was bliss, but it wasnât enough. It wouldnât be enough for Twilight to just touch him. Four felt his way down again, down, until he found the waist of Twilightâs trousers. Twilightâs thumb pressed against him and Four saw stars, toes curling and task almost forgotten. He pulled away, panting, and tugged at Twilightâs pants insistently.
âYou too,â Four gasped, and Twilight hummed against his neck. âPlease?â
âI donât want to hurt you,â Twilight mumbled, cutting off in a groan as Four palmed at him again.
âHurt me? Youâre ridiculous,â Four smirked as he grasped Twilight more firmly, feeling the shiver that wracked through his body. âLet me take care of you too.â
A moment later Twilightâs trousers were being kicked off, and Four took the chance to remove his leggings before they were on each other again. Twilightâs length rested heavy in his hand and it was big, though that only served to spur Four on. I wonder if we could No thatâs a terrible idea I say lets go for it Are you crazy? We wonât walk straight for a week! Come on, it would be fun! The Colors were back to arguing but at least this time Four found it helpful. The tightness coiling in his gut at each of Twilightâs strokes was insistent, but heâd made up his mind.
âTwi,â Four gasped, feeling the other nod against his shoulder. âI want-- you in me.â
âWh--â Twilightâs head lifted, panic and lust in his gaze. âNo, thatâs not a good idea.â
âIâll be fine, come on.â Four huffed, shuddering as Twilight stroked him again. âI-I mean it, I can handle it!â
Twilight looked torn, though another squeeze from Four had him stifling a moan. âA-Alright, but youâve gotta tell me to stop if Iâm hurting you.â
âDeal, just fuck me already,â Four groaned, and Twilight wasted no time.
Twilightâs hand slid down, fingers brushing over Fourâs entrance gently before a single digit slipped in. It didnât feel like much until Twilight curled it up, pressing against something that made Four shiver with pleasure. Twilight inserted a second finger and then the stretch burned, but it was pleasant enough, and Four moaned when that same spot was hit again. Twilight kissed softly against his neck, stretching him gently, and Four wanted more already. A third finger joined the first two and this time it was easy, only frustrating him the longer he had to wait.
âTwi,â he groaned, and Twilight huffed fondly, nipping at his neck. Four gripped Twilightâs length and gave it two quick strokes, reveling in the gasp he earned.
âFine,â Twilight whispered, and the fingers slid out, leaving Four empty and eager.
Twilight pulled Fourâs hips up, strong hands on him, positioning. He hesitated, and Four placed his hand on Twilightâs, their eyes meeting.
âIâm sure I want this.â Four reassured, and Twilight nodded.
His length pressed against Fourâs entrance, and when Twilight began to press in Four realized three fingers had not been enough preparation. The stretch burned in a way that made Four blush, toes curling as Twilight eased in bit by bit. The hands on his hips gripped firmly, and Four felt the stretch give way to a satisfying fullness when Twilight finally bottomed out. They panted in the evening light, and Four couldnât help but grin as he realized heâd been right--he could handle it. Twilight was blushing fiercely but still managed to frown back, however weak of a frown it was. One hand moved back down to stroke against him and Four tensed as heat crashed over him once more, Twilight groaning in response.
The first thrust was shallow, but the second made him dizzy. Twilight was kissing his neck, biting his collar bone, and every stroke of his finger and thrust bright Four closer to the edge. Heâd been teetering on the brink all night, but somehow each moment was more intense than the last, building higher than heâd ever ever thought possible. Twilightâs rhythm was steady and Four latched onto him, feeling like he might drift away in the overwhelming swell of sensations. A final stroke sent Four over the edge with a cry, his muscles tensing sporadically as he came. Twilight didnât stop and just as quickly as heâd finished Four felt the coil tightening again inside him, shivering as the pleasure faded slowly and built again.
âHylia, Twi,â Four gasped between thrusts, groaning as Twilight brushed over him once more.
âYouâre perfect,â Twilight whispered against his ear, kissing his jaw. âYouâre stunning and smart and so perfect, Four.â
Twilightâs thrusts were getting more desperate, strokes against Four speeding up. The pressure was building again, heat pooling in his stomach, his feet, his face. Four arced his back, pressing closer, hands tangled in his hair as each thrust rocked through him.
âFour, IâŠâ Twilight gasped against his neck, and Four tensed as he teetered on the edge.
âYou b-better not.. ruin my tunic.â Four managed, and Twilight laughed shakily against him.
The next thrust sent Four over the edge for a second time, and two more had Twilight pulling out with a gasp. Four breathed heavily, face burning hot and body tingling from head to toe. His vision was fuzzy when he opened his eyes, but Twilight flopped down beside him and pulled him onto his chest a moment later. Four wrapped his arms around Twilightâs neck, the manâs heartbeat against his ear lulling him into almost-sleep. Soft kisses were pressed to his head, strong hands against his back, and Four could almost ignore the soreness that was taking root in his legs and neck.
â...we should head back soon.â Twilight eventually said, the rumble of his voice disturbing Fourâs attempted nap. âItâs late, we can sleep at camp.â
Four grumbled and latched onto Twilight as he sat up, moving off with a huff to retrieve his leggings when Twilight gave him an insistent look. He pulled them on stiffly, muscles aching and limbs not cooperating as tiredness pulled at him. Four shakily got to his feet and managed half a step before his legs gave out, Twilight catching him with a shout before he hit the ground.
âAre you alright?â Twilightâs voice was thick with concern but Four could only laugh.
ââCanât walk. You have to carry me.â Four announced, meeting Twilightâs gaze with a challenge in his eye.
Twilight simply shrugged, smiling slightly as he picked Four up in a bridal carry, letting the smaller nuzzle against him sleepily. Four didnât wake up until Twilight was tucking him into his bedroll, and then only to tighten his grip around the othersâ neck, not letting go until Twilight laid down beside him. Four was sore and couldnât walk comfortably the next morning still, but it had been the best nights sleep heâd gotten in a while, and his headache would be gone for the foreseeable future.
@nickelarts begged for this to be posted and so here it isÂ
Hyrule / Legend
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Link pressed his nose against the underside of Legendâs jaw, water lapping up against the nape of his neck and over his shoulders. Fingers pressed into his hips, holding him still as the waves shifted around them.
Ok, so whoâs the cursed brain who wrote The Bet, so I can lick their face with gratitude ? (Yes I lick ppl face to thank them, fuck social distancing) That was amazing. The rest is amazing too but that one just stuck with me. Thankyousomuuuuuuuch bless this blog
OMG Iâm glad you enjoyed! I wrote The Bet, and I have more fics like it coming out soon hopefully. I appreciate the support, thanks for reading!
Figured Iâd post some more Downfall boys, so have the first NSFW Legend/Hyrule I ever wrote. Get ready for minor injury, first kisses, confessions, and trans Hyrule smut.
Word Count: 2,382
Summary: Legend saves Hyrule from being hit by a landslide and both are trapped in a cave, finally finding privacy to confess how they feel.
Hyrule should have seen it coming. In all honesty, he had no defense--he knew it wasnât safe to zone out, especially when traversing a narrow path surrounded by cliffs in a storm. Wildâs land was unforgiving, and as the champion led the group and Hyrule lagged behind, it was only a matter of time before the universe recognized his inattention and striked.
He hadnât even heard the shift of rocks to his side, or the rumble through the slick ground.
âHyrule!â Legendâs voice rang out, snapping him out of his head just in time for the first boulder to crash beside him.
Sure enough, a landslide was rushing off the slope overhead, rushing straight towards Hyrule with deadly speed. There wasnât time to escape, his gear would do nothing to protect him, and in a split second Hyrule realized this could spell his demise.
Something slammed into him from behind and Hyrule tumbled forward with a shout. He hit the ground hard, forehead knocking into stone. His vision went dark as his head swam, and Hyrule groaned as the rumbling petered off into nothingness. He couldnât see, but after a minute of gathering his senses he realized he was unscathed. As the fog in his head cleared he felt breath on his neck, wetness on his forehead, and pain flared to life as light suddenly flooded the small space he found himself in. He hissed, shifting slightly to bring a hand to his forehead, but a shout and a strong grip prevented him.
âWait, donât touch it, let me seeâŠâ Legendâs voice was sharp with worry and Hyrule folded easily under the pull of his grip.
Hyrule rolled onto his back, eyes screwed shut against the lantern light to their sides. Legend knelt over him, and Hyrule realized Legend had been the one to push him into the cave. He hadnât even seen the tunnel in the side of the cliff face, but he had been in his own head, and Legend was observant enough for both of them. Gentle hands prodded at the knot of pain on his forehead, Hyrule whimpering as the pain became sharp and Legend hissed in sympathy. He cracked his eyes open, blurry vision taking in Legendâs bright blue eyes, blonde and pink hair, the way he bit his lip in concentration so close to Hyruleâs own face. There was soft breath on his forehead and gentle hands, the one around his wrist still circling but grip more comforting than restrictive, and despite himself Hyrule felt heat rush to his cheeks.
âIt doesnât look too bad, nothing a red potion canât fix.â Legend sighed, relief clear in his tone as he pulled back. With Legendâs warmth gone Hyrule relaxed, heart hammering oddly in his chest as he slowly sat himself up. His head swam slightly, he definitely had a concussion--and yes, that must be why his eyes trailed unrestrained over Legendâs back and neck as the veteran hero turned to root through his bag. The pain was already fading to the background as blood ceased pounding in his ears and instead pooled hotly in his stomach. He couldnât hear anything beyond the echoes of Legendâs grumbling in the small cave, all outside sounds gone under the thick landslide blocking their exit. The path twisted into darkness behind them and as the dust settled Hyrule found he could breathe easy. There was an exit somewhere, they werenât fully trapped at least.
But here, with only Legend, Hyrule felt the air growing warmer and his heart hammering harder.
It was easy to ignore with the others, but as Legend crouched beside him once more in this small space, his knees bumping into Hyruleâs thigh as he handed over an uncorked potion, Hyrule could no longer ignore it. Their fingers brushed when the bottle was handed off and Hyrule bit the inside of his cheek to muffle the squeak as electricity rushed through his arm at the contact. He downed the potion quickly to hide his nervousness, the pain in his skull completely fading as the cut on his forehead sealed. His head was clearer, vision sharp, and Hyrule was suddenly much more aware of just how warm he felt and just how close Legend was.
âYou okay there?â Legend huffed out a laugh, slightly nervous, and Hyruleâs eyes trained on the thin pink lips just a foot from his own. His voice caught in his throat and his heart hammered in his ears once more, Legend frowning slightly as he leaned in further. Calloused fingers brushed over his forehead once more, feeling the newly healed skin, and Hyrule knew his ears were burning as he was given a view of Legendâs pale neck. âDo you have a concussion? The wound looks to be healed.â
A concussion. No, Hyrule knew with clarity he no longer had one, but in this moment he felt out of his mind.
âLegend,â Hyrule whispered, and as the veteran pulled back he felt his pulse in his throat.
âWhat is it?â Legend murmured, and the last of Hyruleâs resolve crumbled.
âKiss me.â
Pink lips parted in surprise, blue eyes widened, lantern light illuminating Legend in an ethereal glow. ââRule, what--â
Hyrule fisted his hands in the front of Legendâs tunic, nervous but knowing this would be his only chance. He pulled Legend down until their foreheads pressed together, a gasp of surprise leaving the vet as amber eyes met blue. âKiss. Me.â
There was hesitation, searching in the gaze locked with his, but pink dusted Legendâs cheeks and his hands came down to rest on Hyruleâs hips. The moment stretched on as indecision gathered, Hyrule losing his boldness by the second, until soft warmth pressed tentatively against his lips. It was gentle but electric, and Hyrule melted against the contact as all tension fled his body. He tilted his head and Legend moved in tandem, still stiff and unsure, but Hyrule felt as light as air. Then Legend lightly nipped his bottom lip and Hyrule squeaked as heat shot through him.
Legend pulled away abruptly, panting, and Hyrule felt disappointment well up in his chest despite the fierce blush on the veteranâs cheeks. Those hands on his hips were so gentle, the distance between them seemed to stretch for miles, and Hyruleâs hands loosened free from Legendâs tunic as shame and regret overcame him.
âIâm sorryâŠâ Hyrule whispered, letting his eyes fall to where his hands pooled in his lap.
ââRule, itâs okay, I--â
âNo, itâs not okay.â Hyrule felt tears gathering in his eyes even as Legendâs hands on him tightened. âI forced you into this. Youâve never looked at me the way I look at you and I knew that, I knew you didnât feel the same and yet--â
Hands tightened further around his waist and suddenly lips were being pressed to his forehead, cutting his words off at the source. Hyrule stiffened in surprise, but as a hand tilted his chin back up and his eyes met stormy blue once more he saw the determination burning there and became captive to their power.
âI wouldnât have kissed you if I didnât feel the same.â Legendâs voice was almost a growl, and Hyrule felt a shiver run hotly down his spine.
Legendâs lips found his again, hot and insistent, and Hyrule hummed happily. Everything fell into place just as it had in his private dreams and fantasies, Legendâs grip firm, his lips bruising, but each movement for him. There was a pulsing heat at his core and Hyrule melted as Legend guided him to the ground, the veteranâs legs straddling his hips as the kiss continued with renewed vigor. Hyrule felt breathless and dizzy but his nerves were pleasantly on fire as Legendâs hands dipped beneath his tunic to rest hotly against his stomach and waist. Legend pulled back to catch his breath and his time Hyrule saw the hunger and love in his eyes, sparkling in the lantern light like moonlight on the ocean. Hyrule barely had time to drink it in before Legendâs lips were on his neck, leaving hot kisses on the sensitive skin of his throat.
Hyrule keened and Legendâs chuckle vibrated against his skin as he nipped and sucked, unravelling Hyruleâs composure with each kiss. Legendâs hands roamed upwards, nails scraping lightly against his skin and sending pleasurable shivers through him. There was a tight coil winding up in him, heat pooling in his stomach and chest, and when Legend shifted his weight Hyrule nearly bucked up to follow. Legend paused, sitting up enough to meet Hyruleâs eyes, his gaze hesitant. Hyrule moved his hands to rest on Legendâs hips and rubbed circles there, comforting, a dazed smile on his lips as Legendâs blush intensified.
âAre you sure about this?â Legendâs voice was husky, and Hyrule had to reign himself in to respond with words rather than actions.
âYes,â Hyrule breathed shakily, each moment without contact leaving him teetering on the brink. âI want this. I want you, Legend.â
Legend stiffened at that, eyes wide before his expression melted into something fond and warm. With gazes locked, Legend rolled his hips down against Hyruleâs, and the brunette gasped as sparks ignited between his legs. Legend smirked, sliding a hand down until he cupped the coiled heat between Hyruleâs legs, making him bite his lip to hold back a moan. There was a hum over him, and Legendâs hands hesitated over the ties of his pants.
âThis is okay, right?â Legend asked once more and Hyrule didnât resist this time, rolling his hips up into Legendâs hands insistently.
âYes, Iâm sure, just touch me already.â Hyrule breathed, and Legendâs hands set to work.
Cool air touched his thighs but Legendâs hand on him returned the heat instantly. Calloused fingers rubbed slowly over his clit, circling in a teasing speed that had Hyruleâs back arching in pleasure. Legend hummed in approval before one narrow digit slipped inside him, curling until Hyrule saw stars behind his eyes, each practiced movement winding his coil tighter and tighter. Another finger slipped inside and the stretch was hot and wonderful, Hyrule shivering and panting as Legendâs fingers brought him closer to the edge. Suddenly it was so much better than he ever could have imagined, lightning coursing through his veins and fire in his soul, and with a cry Hyrule felt himself tip over the edge as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him. Legend stilled but didnât pull away, and as Hyrule breathed heavily with heat still intense within him the blue eyes over him sparkled. It was only a minute before Hyrule was pulling him down into a kiss once more, inhibitions gone and muscles lax as Legendâs fingers curled again.
âMore,â Hyrule breathed against Legendâs lips, his hands in blonde locks and tugging small moans out of the vet.
Hyrule didnât have to ask twice. Legend shifted over him, fingers pulling out for just a moment before insistent heat pressed into him. The stretch was almost too much to be pleasurable--almost. Hyrule arced his back as Legend breathed against his neck until their hips slotted together, pulsing heat filling him perfectly. He nearly tipped over the edge then and there, Legend whispering curses against him as his hands held tightly onto smaller hips. One hand trailed down again, thumbing over his clit, and as Legend began to pull back out Hyrule really did crash over the edge once more. He didnât float for nearly as long this time, Legendâs thrusts grounding him back in reality with the steady build of heat once more between them.
âLegend,â Hyrule gasped as a sharp thrust sent shivers down his spine.
ââRule, IâŠâ Legend sighed against him, a moan escaping him as Hyrule ground his hips back. âGoddesses, youâre amazing.â
Hyrule felt his heart race faster, blush intensifying as Legendâs words reverberated in his skull. He turned, pressing kisses to Legendâs neck as gasps filled his ear. When he bit down experimentally Hyrule was met with a thrust that struck somewhere molten within him, heat surging from head to toe and forcing a cry from his throat. Hyrule only continued his exploration, hands roaming over Legendâs muscled back and dipping under his tunic to feel caress skin. With each nip against his skin Legend trembled more, thrusts coming quicker, sloppier, pleas falling quietly from parted lips. Hyrule felt pride well up inside him as he bit down on Legendâs collar bone, earning him a broken moan and nails biting against his hip.
ââRule, Iâm gonna-- I--â Legend gasped, and Hyrule drank in every sound, every jolt of pleasure. He pulled back and stared into half lidded blue eyes filled with love, and Hyrule clamped his thighs down and rolled his hips back with a smirk.
The next moment Legend tensed, and his final stuttered motions were enough to uncoil Hyruleâs building heat once more, both of them falling into white-hot bliss at the same time. All of Hyruleâs strength fled him with his thoughts, the sensations overwhelming all else until he could only see white and only feel heat shivering over his skin. Legend collapsed onto his chest, face buried in his neck and hands holding his waist with gentle comfort. As Hyrule came back into himself he couldnât help the tired smile that graced his lips, his hands coming up to play with Legendâs soft hair. The heat faded, giving way to a dull ache of exhaustion, but the pleasant buzz on his skin was enough to chase away the pain. He felt as if he could stay like this forever, pressed chest to chest and held in a loving embrace, but even Hyruleâs dazed mind knew this secret moment would have to come to an end.
âI love you,â the words were whispered so softly Hyrule almost thought heâd misheard, but as deep blue eyes pulled back to meet his once more, soft and fond and loving, Hyrule knew it wasnât a trick of his hearing.
âI love you, too.â Hyrule nearly giggled as joy filled him with bursting energy.
It was so much better than any dream, any fantasy, and Hyrule felt free as Legend placed a kiss against his forehead, a mark of his love and what they now shared.
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