"Let's take this back to the original story! Like how the teen girl who wrote it envisioned it! Now--how about this smoky-voiced, tall dude with the sculpted brows and diamond-sharp jawline huskily whispers 'COME FIND ME' while tossing his long raven hair over his shoulders and...woah, wait, why is everyone thirsting over him?! Isn't he supposed to be scary?!"
All homeboy needs is a bath, a facial and a new outfit and he'd be on the cover of GQ in five seconds omg.
“SOOTHING ACHES” a Sidon x Link 18+ fanfic | 2 Dicks / Rough Sex / Messy / 4.3k Words / Minors DNI pls
Sidon and Link reconnect at the Goron City hot springs. (Set after the events of BOTW)
Story start:
Upon arriving at the Goron Hot Springs, Link is surprised to find Sidon already wandering the area. He approaches Link with the whirlwind of energy that Link has become accustomed to receiving from Sidon since they first met.
“LINK!” he booms, and lifts Link into a crushing hug despite all of the gear on his back. Link wheezes into Sidon’s shoulder, but smiles through it. “My dear friend. It’s so good to see you!”
Link nods against his neck and feels his muscles relax into Sidon’s friendly embrace. Link doesn’t know when that response developed, but he has to admit that he and Sidon’s monthly meetings have become a sort of respite for Link. Despite Ganon being gone, there’s still so much work to be done for Hyrule, and thus, so much politics. That side of world-saving has always been Zelda’s forte, but unfortunately, there aren’t many others to represent Hylians at the moment. So, until there are, Link has to brush elbows with the bureaucrats just as much as Zelda has to. Zelda tries to comfort Link by reminding him that at least it’s better than what life was like before.
Link understands where she’s coming from. But, secretly, he misses the gritty combat and exhaustive exploration. He misses pushing himself to limits he never knew existed, and pushing his mind into solutions against life or death. The thrill, the unknown, the adventure…
Is Link complaining that life is too peaceful now? Possibly. But just as possibly, perhaps he was never meant for geo-political communications. Not to sound brutish, but…he’d rather punch things. Talking out problems makes Link want to pull out his teeth.
“Link?” Sidon questions against the side of his head. Link startles. Sidon is still holding him above the ground, and he stares down at Link with a frown. “Where did you go?”
Where did he go? Link stares up at him in confusion. He shrugs.
“I’ve said your name several times. You must be exhausted. You were meeting with Bludo all morning.”
Link closes his eyes and drops his head against Sidon’s chest with a heavy sigh. Yes, he was. Altogether it was supposed to just be a simple check in, an overview of the current state of monster sightings. But Bludo tends to get off topic - at length. Link will still think they’re talking about the East Death Mountain border, when suddenly he’ll realize that Bludo has somehow transitioned to his aching knee. It’s almost amazing how subtle the Goron is, if it wasn’t also incredibly irritating.
Sidon bellies a hearty laugh and sets Link on his feet. “My friend, you need a moment of reprieve. And what better place to do it! Look at how fantastic these pools are!”
As Sidon steps away to gesture at the glistening hot springs, Link starts taking off his weapons and gear. These days, there aren’t many monsters to use them on, but he likes to be prepared. Sidon carries the conversation as Link piles his things to the side, then starts to take off his clothes.
“I’m ecstatic we’ve decided to meet here before our journey together. I couldn’t let this opportunity pass me by! I have always heard tales of the Goron’s heated water, and I wonder - Oh, Link! Should I take my outer clothes off as well?”
Standing naked at the edge of a spring, Link looks Sidon up and down and nods. It’s not that Sidon is even technically wearing clothes, but there are a few fine jewelry and cloth items on him.
Sidon talks as he takes them off. “We usually keep our accessories on even while swimming. But I want the full experience!” He places the last metal bracelet atop his tiny pile beside the spring. “There we go!” He claps and rubs his hands together. “Let’s do this!”
Link watches, lips twitching, as Sidon approaches the edge and dips a toe into the water. When he gasps loudly and jumps backward, Link doubles over in laughter. “It is HOT!” Sidon yells, and Link continues snorting into his hands.
Link descends into the hot spring casually, just to tease Sidon, even though it is incredibly hot. He always enjoys Sidon’s company. The Zora Prince’s friendly energy and innocent excitement always makes Link’s day better, no matter what he’s up against.
When Link sits on the rock ledge in the water, Sidon puffs himself up and resolutely steps down into the spring, face posed in pure determination and creating waves due to his dramatic steps. Link claps lazily when Sidon finally sits.
“That wasn’t hard,” Sidon smiles. “Just shocking. This is lovely. Have you been here many times, Link? You’re so fortunate to travel across these lands and see all of their cultural gems. When I was younger…”
As Sidon shares stories about his childhood, Link slowly lowers into the water until his head can lean back against the floor. It means the water is almost to his nose, but he doesn’t care. His whole body is melting, finally releasing stress that has been building and aching for months. Link has frustrations when most people monologue at him, but when Sidon does it, Link doesn’t mind. The sound of Sidon’s voice is soothing.
“When we return to my home, I can show you the hidden crevices surrounding our mountain. After you talk with my father, of course. He’ll tell you, there’s been a slew of packs seen on the Southern peak -”
Except when Sidon talks about work. Augh. Just like that, Link’s shoulders tense right back to how they were. He sighs heavily and lowers himself beneath the water. The air bubbles tickle his face as they rise to the surface.
For a moment, it’s only blissful silence and warmth. Then he has to breathe. When Link resurfaces, Sidon is silent with concerned eyes. Link resettles himself without comment.
“Link,” Sidon starts, in a tone that makes Link swallow nervously. “How rested are you?”
Link only shrugs, though the true answer is not at all. For months, he’s been going and going. His body hurts enough that it’s affecting his sleep. He just dazes for hours and hours, staring up at the stars.
“Your shoulders have been held very high. In dealing with Hylians, I’ve learned that’s a sign of stress.” Sidon suddenly beams, and inches closer. “Link! We may be different creatures, but our skeletal and muscular structure have an incredible amount of similarities!” He places his big hand on Link’s shoulder and shakes it gently. “I could soothe you!”
Link stares up at him in confusion. He trusts Sidon, and he sort of understands what’s being said, but he has no idea what Sidon means by soothing or why it would have anything to do with their physical similarities.
“Link, this is perfect!” He flings out his other arm in excitement. “This hot water will help ease your body, and I can help as well! The goddess is looking out for you, as always.” Sidon slips his hand behind Link and pushes him forward. Link allows himself to be moved, but still isn’t keeping up with the conversation. “I’ve trained before on this art, since our diverse terrain requires various physical exploits. Pulled muscles, aching joints. We must take care of our bodies!” Sidon pulls Link in front of him and bends Link over the edge of the hot spring.
Uhm.
Link sits up quickly, flushing red from the positioning. He twists around to stare at Sidon incredulously. But Sidon is smiling wide, sharp teeth glistening, and rubbing his hands together in excitement. “Are you ready, Link?”
Ready for what!?
Sidon’s giant hands swing down so quickly that Link braces himself for impact. He knows Sidon would never hurt him, which may be why a combat response promptly flees from Link’s mind. He’s still surprised though, that when Sidon’s hands meet Link’s skin, it’s with a gentle deftness that pushes into the aching muscles at his back, and makes Link flop against the stone like a ragdoll.
It doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t not hurt either. Sidon’s strong thumbs dig into various areas of Link’s back and up to his shoulders. For his shoulders in particular, when Sidon rolls the muscles at the juncture of his neck, it makes Link grip the edge of the rock with white fingers and groan into the ground. It’s a bit overwhelming.
“Deep breaths, Link,” Sidon says softly. “You are doing so much! Always moving, running, fighting, solving, lah, lah lah…all the time. Deep breaths.”
Link breathes in deeply, and as he breathes out, Sidon slides his thumbs down the sides of Link’s spine, to the top of his hips. It sends tingles across Link’s skin.
“For the savior of Hyrule to be so tense…” Sidon mutters behind him. “Link, is your new position wearing you down?”
Link groans again into the ground. He wants to beg Sidon to stop talking, especially about positions, but his thumbs glide back up Link’s back and dig into tense muscles the entire way. Link’s brain is muddled by the confusing mixture of pain and pleasure.
“This reprieve came at the perfect time!” Sidon states, and rolls his fists into the soft spots of Link’s shoulders. Link’s breath wooshes out of him from the intense relief of his muscles yielding. He decides to push the possible oddness of this situation to the side, and allows himself to melt further under Sidon’s hands. Sidon notices, and towers over Link, pushing him down into the ground with more force. “Very good, Link! There we go!”
Sidon continues to encourage Link as if this were a mission. Meanwhile, Link becomes putty under his hands, and goes bleary eyed from the attention. Sidon’s voice fades into a muted sound of praise that washes over Link’s ears like a pleasant waterfall. Big palms and fingers travel to Link’s arms, neck, and hips casually, sometimes digging and sometimes just gripping, or rolling, or grazing. At random times, Link finds himself groaning, shivering, or sighing.
Link is aware that his cock has grown hard, but the ministrations feel too good to be embarrassed, so Link ignores it and sighs into the attention.
That is, until Sidon suddenly grips Link from under his arms and flips him around. “I hope I did well, my frie -”
At the same time they both see the tip of Link’s cock peeking just above the water line. For a moment they’re both silent, then Link’s face heats up and he slowly tenses in embarrassment. Sidon, whose hands are still on Link, notices. He quickly runs his hands down Link’s body in a soothing gesture that does not soothe Link, and in fact, makes it worse.
“Do not be shy, Link! It’s completely understandable and quite flattering, in fact, as I wasn’t sure how well I was doing -” Link grips onto Sidon’s wrists in panic as his hands attempt to travel further. He can’t meet Sidon’s wide eager eyes. “- but now I know I’m rather good at this, aren’t I?” he says with a smile that’s almost sly.
Link gapes at him. Sidon releases a hearty laugh and Link blinks in surprise. Right. This is Sidon. Of course Link shouldn’t be embarrassed.
Except, then Sidon doesn’t say anything for a moment, and just stares at Link’s cock with a considering expression on his face. Link gulps down some sudden nerves and waves a hand in front of his eyes.
“Oh! Sorry, Link,” Sidon laughs. It’s the most nervous he’s ever heard Sidon sound. “It’s just…I’ve never seen a…I’ve never seen…” Sidon stares down at him, mouth opened to speak, but no voice coming out. Then suddenly, he booms, “HYLIAN’S SEXUAL ORGANS ARE QUITE INTERESTING!”
Link flinches back in surprise from his volume and hits the edge of the spring. Sidon rubs his hand soothingly into where Link hit the edge. It makes his skin tingle. They’re so close that Link’s cock almost hits Sidon’s stomach. Link stares down at their distance, mulling over very questionable ideas that are suddenly railing through his head.
“It’s just, I’ve heard that yours are external, and obviously I have seen them in a casual state, as it is hard to miss. But I didn’t realize they got so…long! I suppose. And they’re still mostly the same color as the rest of your skin. Ours are very different, since - what are you doing?”
Link doesn’t know. But he holds Sidon’s big hand and guides it under the water to touch the shaft of his cock. Gently, at first, then Link carefully thrusts his hips forward. Sidon’s face doesn’t change from the open mouth shock it’s frozen in, but his fingers do hesitantly wrap around Link’s shaft. His fingers twitch tightly for a moment, and Link bites his lip against a soft moan.
Sidon leans forward quickly, mouth at Link’s cheeks. He breathes out heavily. Link’s heart races. “Was that sound you?”
Link nods. The pupil’s of Sidon’s eyes go wide, and he shivers.
“I see. That was…nice. You…sound nice.” Link shudders under Sidon’s gaze, stomach flipping. Did he just make Sidon lose his words? “Was it because…” Sidon’s fingers twitch again. Link nods quickly and lets another little moan escape, since Sidon seems to like it.
Sidon’s other arm wraps around Link’s waist as he lifts Link up to sit on the edge of the pool. Sidon is so tall that the top of Link’s head still only comes up to just above Sidon’s chin. Link leans forward and kisses the bottom of his jaw gently.
The fingers on both of Sidon’s hands flex again against Link. “You don’t mind this?”
Slowly, so, so slowly, Sidon drags his hand up and down Link’s cock. The only sound amidst the tension is their heavy breathing.
The sight of his cock disappearing and reappearing from Sidon’s big hands makes Link feel a little crazy. Very soon, his hips attempt to flex forward, but it’s difficult while sitting on the edge. He brings an arm down to brace behind him, then slowly fucks up in time with Sidon’s fist.
“Oh,” Sidon says plainly, swallowing hard. Link moans softly. All sane thoughts have left his brain. This is Sidon. His comrade. Friend. Someone he’s never known shame with. If there’s anyone that Link can let go with, can just be with…
“There’s something…” Sidon thumbs at the precum leaking from the tip of Link’s cock. “It smells salty. That’s similar to ours, did you know?”
Link did not know. He chuckles weakly and tries to encourage Sidon into a quicker pace by speeding his hips, but Sidon either doesn’t understand or he’s too preoccupied by his precum, because he keeps the same agonizingly slow pace that’s melting Link’s brain.
“One moment. I want to see -” Instead of finishing his sentence, Sidon lowers himself into the water until his head is just above Link’s cock. When his tongue drags against the underside and laps at the tip, Link’s hand shoots for purchase on one of Sidon’s head fins. Link moans gutturally and his hips twitch from an almost-orgasm. Link closes his eyes quickly and breathes deeply, cutting it short with difficulty. Some cum still oozes from his tip, and Sidon licks his lips at the sight, eyes blown wide in interest.
“Delicious.”
Link opens his eyes at the sound of Sidons voice. It sounds…deeper, somehow. Gravelly.
“I will not harm you,” Sidon says without looking up at Link. Link is about to ask what he means, but then Sidon opens jaw and swallows down Link’s entire cock.
Link yells in shock and falls onto his back in pleasure, bucking into Sidon’s mouth without meaning to. Sidon’s hands hold down his hips, nails digging into his skin. His long tongue loops around Link’s length and squeezes in time to the excruciating slow pace of the rise and fall of his lips. Link grips onto Sidon’s head fins for dear life, crying out in quick and shaking breaths. He wants to beg Sidon to go faster, harder, anything, everything, but the incredible wet slide of Sidon’s long tongue is so overwhelming that Link can’t seem to catch his breath.
Just as suddenly as it started, Link’s orgasm slams into him. Link writhes as he cums down Sidon’s throat, groaning as Sidon continues to suck even though Link feels wrung dry.
Link gently pushes at his head. With a final drag of his lips and tongue, Sidon slips off of Link’s cock and licks his lips.
“Fantastic,” Sidon growls. Link breathes heavily up at him. His whole body feels flushed and little sparks dance across his skin.
Sidon stands, breathing heavily. The water only reaches to the very top of Sidon’s thighs, so his two hard blue cocks are fully on display, jutting out of their sheath and reaching for Link.
Taking a large breath to steady himself, Link grabs onto Sidon’s hips. Before anything else can be said or done, Link yanks him closer.
Above him, Sidon chuckles. “They’re all yours,” he says, staring raptly down at Link. “Do what you want.”
Link nods and cradles each cock. Just like the rest of Sidon, they’re silky and soft to the touch, and large enough that a thrilling shiver of curiosity runs down Link’s spine. Link releases one to put both of his hands on the top one. Even with both of his hands on the shaft, there’s still a decent amount of length left uncovered.
He squeezes from the base and to the tip, and Sidon groans above him. The sound makes a pang of pleasure shoot straight down to Link’s cock. His heart raps quickly. Link is…excited. That thrill he remembers from the old days rattles in his brain. He wants more.
Link leans forward with his tongue out and drags it against the tip. From the corner of his eyes, he can see Sidon’s fingers flexing at his sides. Under normal circumstances, Link would lead the hands to his hair, but Sidon’s nails are sharp. It’s probably not a good idea.
Speaking of not good ideas…
Link pushes himself up completely to his knees and spreads them wide. He suckles gently at the head of Sidon’s cock and twists one of his hands in motion with his mouth. Above him, a soft growling fills Link’s ears, and sparks of excitement rush down Link’s skin in response. Link slips one of his hands underneath himself to prod at his hole.
As Link sucks Sidon’s cock while stretching himself, Sidon gets progressively more twitchy. Link can see his hands flinch to grab at Link’s head, only to swing back down in frustration. Link wants to laugh in perverse glee, but his mouth is full, so it just sounds like a choked groan.
“Link,” Sidon growls deeply above him. Link truly moans this time, slipping a third finger into himself and quickening the pace of his bobbing head. There’s no precum that Link can taste from Sidon’s cock, but there seems to be a natural lube on the surface. It feels amazing on Link’s tongue. Pretty soon Link has so much of Sidon’s cock down his throat that he can barely breathe.
When Link convulsively swallows, jaw achingly wide to take as much as he can, Sidon’s hips suddenly thrust forward and salty cum explodes down Link’s throat and across his tongue. Link gags, but matches Sidon’s short thrusts as best he can, doing his best to swallow everything. But there’s too much. It spills out the sides of Link’s mouth and down his chest.
Sidon was right. It does taste similar to a Hylian’s.
When Link pops off the softening cock, he takes a desperate breath in and starts coughing so hard that tears spring to his eyes. Sidon grabs both sides of Link’s face and holds him still, leaning over and thrusting his tongue inside Link’s mouth. Sidon licks every crevice he can reach from Link’s wide open mouth, even as Link still tries to catch his breath.
Soon, they’re just open-mouth kissing, tangling their tongues together roughly. Link pushes at Sidon’s chest until he steps back enough so Link can slip his legs back down, then around Sidon’s waist. They continue their frantic kissing as they fumble around for a position.
Sidon raises Link’s legs to his shoulders which doubles Link over himself. Leaning over Link, Sidon completely covers him, impacting his breathing. But honestly?
Fuck it. Link is the fucking savior of Hyrule. He can handle this.
Sidon’s lower cock, still hard, nudges against Link’s entrance but doesn’t quite catch on his hole to slip in. Link huffs in annoyance after a moment of it sliding against his ass to no avail. Sidon laughs into Link’s mouth, the growling almost a purr at this point, and guides his cock against Link with his own hand.
The tip catches and Sidon pushes.
Link worries, for an incredibly painful second, that perhaps he didn’t prep himself enough; or worse, that saving Hyrule may actually have no regard for his ability to have sex with a half-fish man with a monster cock.
Except after that second, the natural lube of Sidon’s cock suddenly kicks in double time, and the blissfully wet slide into Link’s ass fills him to the brim with a full-bodied pleasure that makes Link shake.
Link’s entire mind shuts off and he’s only left as a moaning and desperate mess as Sidon growls deeply in his ear and begins to thrust. One of Sidon’s hands grips at the back of Link’s head, so Link’s only option is to stare up at Sidon’s so-wide-they’re-black eyes. Sidon’s other hand grips harshly onto Link’s thigh, using it as leverage to keep Link completely trapped in place to take Sidon’s progressively more brutal thrusts. Link takes everything Sidon gives, uncaring of the volume of his voice or the nails digging into his skin or the sounds of Sidon’s cock slamming into his ass. Perhaps the Goron’s can hear them even from the town.
Who cares?
Certainly not Link. He’s too busy getting fucked into the ground, possibly literally due to Sidon’s strength and size. He can’t even see anything since his eyes are now rolled to the back of his head. His entire body has melted into a dizzying combination of pleasure and pain, which then only translates to more pleasure. There’s a very real possibility he may faint.
Meanwhile, Sidon certainly doesn’t care about volume or propriety. In fact, he may have completely forgotten where they are. All that’s on his mind now are the frantic thrusts of his hips, and the velvet feel of Link’s ass around his cock. Link stares up at him with such overwhelming wonder that Sidon is surprised to realize that despite Link’s victories, Link may not be allowing himself certain pleasures in life.
Sidon is happy to fix that.
His second cock has grown hard again amidst the pleasure of fucking. Sidon licks at the side of Link’s neck and bears down his last few thrusts to a tortuous grind that makes Link scream. Sidon cums deep inside him, hips twitching with small thrusts, until his cock is spent. He slips it out and straightens his back to stare down at Link with a smile. He can feel how feral he must look, but he doesn’t care. Link looks wrecked beneath him in the best of ways.
Keeping Link’s feet on his shoulders, he holds his re-hardened top cock and thrusts inside with a graveled laugh. Link’s entire body bows upward and his fingers scramble for purchase on the stone. As Link yells out in pleasure, Sidon holds him down at the chest and stomach. Link grabs onto his arms then, and his nails dig into his skin. With every punishing thrust, Sidon can feel the bulge of his cock under his hand on Link’s stomach.
Link’s cock hasn’t been touched, and the sight of Link writhing is so distracting that it frankly hasn’t occurred to Sidon to do so. To Link’s shock, though, an orgasm rips through him with such force that the arch of his cum hits the bottom of his own chin. He gapes at his own cock, sputtering and leaking cum continuously, more than he’s ever cum before.
Sidon’s thrusts and growls become more desperate. Link loses his breath when Sidon seats himself completely inside of Link with a final grunt, then cums. Just as before, it spills out of Link, and Sidon slips out and lets the rest cascade across Link’s body.
For a moment, they’re frozen, breathing heavily, and staring down at Link’s chest and stomach covered by both of their cum. Link is shaking and his vision is a bit blurry. Sidon’s eyes slowly slip back into color. Their eyes meet and a sinking worry blooms in Link’s chest.
Sidon’s lips twitch.
That’s all Link needs in order to know that everything is fine.
They both erupt into giggles that transition into full laughter, until Link needs to lay back completely and close his eyes against his vision swimming in exhaustion. He’s still laughing shakily as Sidon’s arms wrap around him and he’s bundled against Sidon’s chest. He sits them both back in the water and helps Link wipe off his chest.
Between the activity and warmth of the water, Link finds his eyelids immediately drooping. He leans into Sidon, in a manner that may be dangerously close to cuddling. But Sidon’s thumb gently grazes back and forth along Link’s shoulder, and Link sighs happily.
“Rest, little Hylian. I’ll remove you before your body prunes like a raisin.”
Link laughs and pokes at Sidon’s side with a finger. Sidon squeezes him affectionately, and Link knows Sidon has to be smiling, too.
Comfortable and tingling with satisfied exhaustion, Link’s eyes close. He promptly falls asleep into the best nap he’s had in…
