#hsh champlight

[st0rmyskies]

Your recent WarrTime drabble has me thinking: what is the stupidest sex related injury that's happened in the townhouse? And what's the most serious?

I love that these were right next to each other in my inbox.

The Stupidest

This one goes to the Downfall boys. Listen, Legend is still a baby gay. Hyrule is his first same-sex relationship. And although Rulie might be... experienced... Legend is just a ball of nervousness when it comes to these sorts of things. In an idea shamelessly stolen from @legends-shorts, there may have been one evening when Hyrule was getting rather ambitious with his choice of toys, and Legend may or may not have gotten so frazzled at the pretty picture his little beau made that he accidentally punched himself in the face trying to 'assist' and split his own lip on one of his rings. (The rings now come OFF for sex.)

A close second is the Champlight edible lube incident. One dry passing mention of "edible lube" or even just "key lime" from Champion has Twilight groaning and hiding his face.

The Most Serious

Listen, when you're dealing with certain kinks you have to be CERTAIN you have safety equipment on hand. There's a reason why Time doesn't abide by lit candles in his house, even if it's just to cover up the smell of something burned in the kitchen. Nothing douses one's arousal quite like setting their partner's hair on fire.

[bearlylola]

A little comic based on @st0rmyskies Townhouse au!

Set some time after The Brave!

[wordwitch00]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Holy shit, I did another chapter of this instead of A Family Made... I should be grounded.

[bearlylola]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Champion's anxiety that Twilight heart still belongs to someone else gets the better of him. Twilight shows him how wrong he is

[wordwitch00]

Free Day (Bedding)

“These aren’t your usual sheets.”

Twilight tried to toss the half the fitted sheet to the side of the bed Champion stood at, but failed miserably. “Weather changes, and so does the type of sheet I guess.” 

The former Royal Guard grabbed his side of the fitted sheet and got to work getting it on Twilight's mattress. The man was quite good at making beds; did the military corners and everything.

Champion ran his hand along the edge of the fitted sheet after tucking the corner under the mattress. “What is this material?”

“It’s bamboo,” Twi said as he finished the last corner of the fitted sheet. “To me it feels kinda soft and fleecy without being super thick and too warm.” 

“Huh,” was all he said as he ran his fingers across the fabric one more time. Twilight flung out the top sheet (like a pro) once it was in the appropriate place, let Champion tuck the edges in. He’d tried to imitate Champion’s corners before only for Champion to just do them over again, so now he just let the man do what he would with the sheet.

Once the bed was fully made, Twi took Champion’s hand and led him downstairs.

Time for some lunch.

—

Twilight had long since gotten accustomed to coming home to a quiet house since taking the job at Telma’s, and while he previously looked forward to crawling into bed, now he most looked forward to laying awake for another hour to talk (and maybe kiss) with Champion. 

He stopped at the kitchen for a glass of water before heading upstairs. Reaching the second floor landing, there wasn’t any light coming through the bottom of Champion’s door, which usually meant he was waiting in Twi’s room. More often than not he’d find him reading on top of Twilight’s covers, wrapped in an afghan Malon had given him.

Twilight took careful, even steps to his door and gently pushed it open. He nearly dropped the glass at the sight before him.

Champion was curled up beneath the blankets, tucked up over his chin, sound asleep.

Twilight’s heart just melted.

Moving as quietly as he could, Twilight got into his sleep clothes and made his way over to the bed. He got under the covers carefully so as to not disturb his partner before leaning over and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Champion cracked an eye open before groaning. “Meant t’be awake.”

“Are you testing out my sheets?” Twilight asked as he brushed a strand of hair behind Champion’s ear.

“Wann’ed t’try ‘em,”the former guard murmured. “S’soft.”

Twilight chuckled. “I guess I know what I’m getting you for Solstice.”

“These’re fine,” Champion yawned. “You come with ‘em.”

[wordwitch00]

Ambush

Just a spicy little drabble about Townhouse AU Twilight/Champion. For those that like a little Champlight now and then.

These boys belong to the amazing @st0rmyskies and we are ever thankful she lets us play with them.

Twilight was trembling beneath him; whether it was from the chill of water drying on his skin, or the tender touches and gentle kisses he was laying across Twi’s body, Champion wasn’t sure.

Ambushing Twi like this wasn’t his original plan. He’d just been waiting for his man to return from his shower to ask him something when Twi had walked into his room, towel wrapped low on his hips, droplets of water running down tanned skin, and well, things just sort of went from there.

Champion had managed to get Twilight onto his back on the bed before crawling up his body, opening the towel and letting the farm boy’s glory shine just for him to see. 

Despite exposing Twi like this, Champion kept his attention elsewhere; lightly dragging his fingers down toned stomach, pressing kisses over his heart before letting his mouth wander over to flick his tongue against a nipple. He felt and heard the low moan in Twilight’s broad chest, making him smile. 

He sat up and stretched his arms up over his head. “So I wanted to see if you were up for dinner?”

Twilight just looked up at him, eyes glazed over. “Huh?”

“Thought it’d be nice to go out,” Champion murmured as he bent back down to continue his ministrations, moving lower down Twilight’s abdomen. He lightly scraped his teeth across his hip, making Twilight’s cock twitch. He dragged his fingers down Twi’s inner thigh, causing a full body shiver that nearly shook Champion off him.

“There’s this curry place in Little Gerudo Town; the falafel is excellent.” Champion glanced up at Twi’s face, to see if he’d heard him. He smiled as confusion and desire danced across his boyfriend’s features. “Only if you want to,” he said against Twilight’s skin below his navel, kissing his way down the trail of hair.

He pressed more light kisses around the base of Twilight’s cock, not touching it directly, but just his breath against it causing precum to leak from the tip.  

“Ch-champ, p-please,” Twilight whimpered, desperation edging out of his voice.

Well, since he asked so nicely. Without warning, he dragged his tongue up the length and once he reached the head, slid his mouth over his lover’s cock.

Twilight threw his head back, clamping a hand over his mouth to muffle his scream. It only took a few moments of his cock being in Champion’s mouth before he came, long and hard and nearly blacking out. Champion took every last drop, taking one long last pull before releasing Twilight.

Champion sat up again, wiping the side of his mouth and huffed a small laugh. Twilight looked utterly spent, his limbs completely slack as his glazed eyes came back into focus.

Champion crawled up to lay beside Twilight, propping himself on an elbow and running his fingers through Twi’s fringe. He was so gorgeous after an orgasm. “So? Dinner?”

Twilight sighed, then laughed. “As soon as I can feel my legs again.”

[st0rmyskies]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Our own @poodle-anon brings us some sweet and spicy Champlight in this explicit lil fic that features my very favorite thing: fail sex.

Also, I think it's about time y'all learned a little more about Champion's past.

[st0rmyskies]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

WordWitch has graced us with this really sweet bit of Champlight fluff. It's a little conjecture on what life might be like for them post-The Brave. Rated T for some really sweet mutual pining, cute boys in formal wear, and, of course, dancing.