𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚! starring - dilf!twilight x milf!reader
𝐭𝐥;𝐝𝐫 -> after weeks of flirting, you ask twilight if he wants to be your daughter's new daddy and then he tries to bang you on table (4.6k words)
𝐜𝐰: manhandling, overstimulation, oral (f receiving), slight daddy kink, heavy breeding kink, delicious eye contact, teensy scent kink, i'm you're obsessed with his biceps
𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢. 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭
based off this request! ~1.5k of fluff before the smut lmao. i need to build up the dilf/milf part ya know. also twi is a girl dad; you can't change my mind. and her name's marin because i have no creativity
ordon village was one of the loveliest places you had ever been to. you and your daughter had moved here not too long ago, and everyone had been nothing short of welcoming.
fado, sera, ilia, all of the children, they were all so sweet and willing to help you settle in. and you could tell that the kids were eager to spend time with you and your daughter, wanting to get to know the new folks.
and nothing made you happier than seeing how your daughter immediately made wonderful friends, introducing you to all of them even if it meant she was dragging you around by the skirts
"marin!" she called out excitedly. "this is my momma!"
a bright, red-headed child beamed at you. "it's nice to meet you ma'am!"
"well, aren't you quite the courteous little lady?" you cooed, gently squatting to be eye-level with her. "and you have some gorgeous hair."
she giggled at the compliment. "thank you, ma'am!" her eyes widened at something behind you. "that's my dad over there!" marin cupped her hands around her mouth. "daddy, come here!"
you turned your head to spot him and nearly lost your balance, hands reaching for the grass to steady yourself.
to say this man was handsome, was an understatement.
by the gods, his arms looked like they were pure muscle, bulging from just a small wave. you needed to physically rip your eyes away from them to actually look at his face which was also very note-worthy.
he had a smile that was warm and welcoming, like nearly everyone else's around here. and it was usually difficult not to return a smile from any of them, but you felt like you were going to swoon just looking at his general direction right now.
his smile gave way wrinkles around his eyes, undoubtedly caused by too much smiling instead of old age. as he got closer, you could see how his brown locks were faintly speckled with bits of gray. it was all soft and fluffy, and stuck out in just the right places that it made him look ruggedly handsome.
"hello," he greeted warmly when he got close enough. even his voice was swoon-worthy. "you're the newcomer."
"that's me," you said, standing up and brushing your hands on your skirt.
"daddy! i've made us some new friends," marin exclaimed.
"have ya now?" he mused, eyes sparkling with amusement.
nearly five weeks later, and you still felt as if you heart couldn't keep a steady beat around him. you tried to act completely normal for the most part, but there were moments where you just couldn't help but stare.
most of the time it was at his arms, undeniably; it was just impossible to not look at them. he flexed so deliciously whenever the kids hung off his biceps, asking him to lift them up and up. or when he was helping to pick the pumpkins. or when he was catching a goat that escaped from the ranch, hylia above.
you didn't like how you had nearly gotten ran over by one of them at some point, but you most certainly had liked how link had effortlessly scooped you up and out of harms way, like you weighed no more than one of the pumpkins. you tried hard to hide how you needed to clench your thighs together after that.
and the worst part? he had caught your staring every. damn. time.
he would send you a small, sheepish smile at first, both of you embarrassed. but the longer it went on, the more his smile slowly transformed into something more mischievous. it was a sly smirk every time you stared at him now.
and he did unnecessary things just for the sake of being around you more or to just try and flex his arms when you were in sight. he helped you hang laundry on the clothesline; he'd reach for the things that were just a little too high for you; he made a show of running his fingers through his salt and pepper hair; gods-sake, he'd yawn dramatically in the middle of the day and raise his arms above his head.
but he also stared at you intensely when you did certain things. when you propped one of the kids on your hip, or bent over to pick something up, or your sweat made your clothes stick a little tighter to you, or you wore a dress that accentuated your hips or bust a bit more than usual.
you eventually realized though, that if anything was going to happen, you needed to be the one to make the first move. because for all this teasing and 'subtle' flirting, link became quite reserved whenever your daughter was mentioned or came around. he'd look between the two of you softly, and his eyes would light up even more when marin joined the three of you.
the sweet soul didn't want to intrude on the life you and your daughter had already.
and you were going to have to convince him that not only was it too late, but that it was also very welcome.
"apologies if this is a little too personal," you said, "but do you think you'll find someone one day? to be with you and marin."
link's cheeks flushed red, and he looked away from you shyly. you placed a glass of ice water on the kitchen table where he sat.
"oh! uh–maybe. hopefully. one day. if i find someone real nice, i–uh, i ain't against it," he stammered. he avoided looking at you again, focusing intently on the water. you smiled and sat on the chair across from him, resting your cheek against your palm. his eyes flickered to you, and his blush deepened. "uh–um, whatta `bout you?"
"i certainly don't mind finding someone for the two of us," you answered smoothly.
"oh?" link's entire being perked up, a little too quickly he realized. he focused on the glass of water again.
"preferably someone who doesn't mind living with us here in ordon."
"that's uh, pretty fair." a smile was starting to slowly spread across his face.
"and gets along with all the people and children here," you hummed, pretending to look off into the distance.
"makes sense."
it was hard to keep the smile off of your face too, and you looked to see how link was doing. he was fiddling with his thumbs, staring at you softly, those wonderful crinkles around his eyes appearing.
"and it'd be a nice bonus if he was real strong and handsome," you sighed dreamily, making eye contact with him, a sly smirk painted on your lips.
he chuckled, briefly looking down at the glass of water again. "oh yeah?"
"oh yeah," you echoed playfully. you stood up from your seat, walking around to stand next to him. link turned to face you, gently taking your hand in his with a big, stupid grin on his face. "do you think marin would like to have a new mommy?"
he gripped your hips gently, looking at you to make sure it was alright, and pulled you close, resting his head against your stomach.
"she'd love to."
you cheered internally, threading your fingers through his hair oh how long you've been wanting to do that and he chuckled.
"and you don't mind becoming a daddy again?"
neither of you missed how his grip on your hips tightened, and you heard a small sound come from him.
"not at all," he said, looking up at you.
"good." you playfully tugged on his hair a little and he bit his lip. "and this means that now i don't need to keep secretly admiring you from afar, and vice versa."
"secretly?" link chortled. "darlin', ain't nunna your starin' been secret."
you blushed, mouth opening and closing as you tried to save yourself. "well you can hardly blame me. you're quite the looker. and don't you think i haven't seen how you look at me too."
"oh yeah?" he raised an eyebrow, and you yelped as he suddenly pulled you down into his lap. "`n how's that?"
"like–like," you stuttered, "you just, you just look. you know?"
his thumb was rubbing circles into your hip now, one of his hands resting on the small of your back. he had that half-lidded gaze you had seen on him a few times, when his eyes were lingering longer than they should be. it had always been enough to make your thighs clench a little, but this time was so much worse, knowing you might actually find some relief with him.
and oh, spirits above, you were sitting on his lap. link felt how your thighs clenched above him. his grip on you went from firm to tight.
"yeah, guess i do," he answered mindlessly, half-distracted by you.
he shifted you so that you were straddling him now, and you could no longer hide how your breaths were getting heavier. one of his hands came up to cup your cheek, and he looked at you like he was trying to memorize all of your details.
he leaned forward, tilting his face towards your neck and grazing the skin there with his nose before inhaling deeply, as if he was taking in your scent. your pulse thundered under his touch.
"tell me to stop," he whispered.
"no," you replied quickly and shakily.
link pulled back, his hand gripping your jaw lightly and thumb pressing into your cheek, forcing you to look at him. "you'll tell me t'stop if you don't want somethin'."
you saw the look in his eyes, almost pleading you, and cupped his cheek in return.
"i will, don't worry."'
and then he pulled you down to him, your lips clashing together. it was harsh and firm, but somehow soft, conveying all the pent up feelings you two had been holding for these long weeks.
you only pulled away to catch your breath before link was eagerly pulling your lips back to his, like he was trying to devour every breath of yours.
he lifted you up easily, planting you on the table without parting from you, and his hands once again pulled you as close to him as possible, running up and down your body to feel every inch of you. he pulled away at last, if only to begin moving down your neck. a loud moan ripped from your throat as he latched onto a sensitive spot, and his roaming hands groped you harder in approval.
his mouth was everywhere, hot tongue tracing every inch of available skin he could find. a hand came up to tangle into your hair, firmly pulling to expose more neck to him.
"li–link," you whined, hands grasping helplessly at his back, wringing his shirt into your fists.
he growled and bit down at the juncture of your neck. a startled yelp mixed with a moan left you. the hand that wasn't in your hair came up to the center of your chest, harshly pushing you down against the table.
you finally got a good look at him again, and he looked possessed, nothing short of infatuated. the damp spot on your panties grew unbelievably wetter.
his hands gripped the bust of your dress, and panic filled you for a second, thinking he was going to rip the entire thing up. and it seemed like link also realized what he was about to do because he let out a noise of frustration. you yelped as he pulled you back up and twirled you around to unlace the dress, and he had to take deep, calming breaths when he realized there weren't any.
"how do you take this damn thing off?" link all but growled.
you had to take a second to catch your breath. "bed first," you panted. "over there." you waved in the general direction.
he gripped your wrist gods his hands were huge, he could probably fit both wrists in one hand easily and dragged you to the bedroom.
"there," he said. "now off."
a grin spread across your face despite the terrible neediness you felt down there. "why me first?" your hands went to the hem of his shirt, tugging it up. "you go first."
link rolled his eyes but complied hastily with a faint smile. your mouth fell open again at the sight. despite being covered with a nice, healthy layer of fat, his muscles looked chiseled. your hand reached up to gently touch his chest, as if seeing if it was real.
he quickly grabbed your wrist again before you could touch him. "your turn." your face flushed red, suddenly embarrassed. he smirked at your reaction and scoffed lightly. "don'tcha get shy on me now, darlin'."
you smirked back at him and pulled your panties down first, slowly, and his attention was drawn to the wet spot you made sure he saw before tossing them aside. your hands then reached to bunch your skirts up, pulling it up and over. the moment it went past your head, link grabbed hold of it and practically threw it across the room.
his eyes roamed your bare body, greedily drinking it all in. his hands squeezed the plush of your hips, traced the curve of your breasts that sagged slightly, and ran along the stretch marks on your stomach—remnants of your pregnancy.
"spirits, you're gorgeous," he said, more to himself than to you.
the flush on your face travelled down your neck the more he stared at you. but the fire between your thighs eventually ruled over any embarrassment and hesitation you were feeling, and you pulled his face towards yours again, pulling on his hair.
it snapped him out of his daze, and he pawed at your flesh, throwing you onto the bed and crawling on top of you. his arms caged you in, and somehow in between all of this, he had managed to remove his pants as well. you tried looking down to catch a glimpse of what was to come, but he made you look back at his face first.
"this-this alright?" he breathed with heavy pants.
your eyebrows shot up in amusement and you ran your hands along his chest, savoring the feel and sight. "you ask this after stripping me?"
he grinned a little, mouth moving back to your neck. "just makin' sure."
"stop talking," you said playfully, another moan escaping you as he suckled at the skin. "your–your mouth's good at–at ah other things."
he pulled off with a small 'pop' to briefly speak. "whatcha know about those things?"
"i'm–i'm lookin' ahh"—he flicked at your pebbled nipples, moving down to take one of them into his mouth—"link oh gosh."
you arched into his mouth, shivering as his tongue laved across your breast. his other hand continued to tweak the other nipple and your hands flew to rake lines across his back.
"you didn't answer m'question," he murmured, gently nipping at your bud.
you jolted at the feeling, nails digging into his skin.
"l–looking to find out."
link opened his eyes to look at you. head tossed back, shaking like a baby goat, and lost in pleasure, pleasure that he was giving you. a thrum of satisfaction went down his spine.
"i'll show ya. don't worry, doll."
his hands stayed at your breasts, continuing to flick your nipples, but his mouth started traveling south and your breaths got heavier.
your eyes cracked open, just to see what he was doing, and you snapped them shut at how intently he was maintaining eye contact with you. link narrowed his eyes and harshly twisted your nipples making you squeal.
"watch. me."
your pussy throbbed, and you forced your eyes open to look at him, slowly propping yourself up on your elbows. he held your gaze as his hands gripped and massaged the fat of your thighs, and you continued to watch as he pried them apart, leaning down and inhaling your natural scent.
link's eyes damn near rolled to the back of his head, and he could see through his peripherals how your pussy was pulsing, clenching around nothing. he leaned forward and licked a slow, broad stripe through your folds.
your mouth dropped open into a perfect 'o,' and your eyes almost fluttered shut at the feeling, but the hard warning squeeze he gave your thighs prevented it. his breath fanned against you as he spoke.
"why's it ya got a problem lookin' when i ask you t'do it?" he licked you again. you whimpered as his tongue ran directly over your clit, swirling around it a bit. "this gonna be a problem, doll?"
you looked at him and gulped. "n–no, it won't."
"good."
link dove in again, and he didn't hold back anymore. every run of his tongue was eager, made with the intent of drinking down every drop of slick your pussy had to offer for him and having you writhe under him.
your stuttered whimpers turned into full-blown gasps and moans, and your fists clenched the bed sheets tightly in order to ground you down to something.
and dear gods, you watched him through it all. you watched how he lapped at your entrance, pressing his face into you so he could fuck you with his tongue. you watched as he pulled back only to look at your pussy up close in awe, spitting what he had gathered in his mouth back on it. you watched as he flicked your clit with the tip of his tongue before fiercely sucking on it, making obscene noises every time he pulled off.
you watched till his chin and nose were practically soaked, till it was too much to bear.
"link, i'm gonna–i'm gonna cum!" you squeaked, thighs trembling so much he had to wrap his arms around them to keep you from squirming away from his mouth.
"you's better keep watching."
your arms gave out and the back of your head hit the bed, hand flying up to muffle a scream as you came, eyes slamming shut and your whole body shook. you gasped for breath as the tremors continued to rack you, intensifying in pleasure as he continued to suck, not letting up for a moment.
"link–link! it's too much!" you wailed. "wait, please!"
his lips popped off your clit with another obscene 'pop,' granting you a momentary reprieve. "you didn't listen." you squealed as he wrapped his lips around your clit again, sucking it briefly before rapidly flicking it with his tongue.
"LINK! please, i can't!" you begged.
he didn't listen, just held your thrashing hips down harder and continued to torment your poor pussy as a seemingly never-ending peak drew closer and closer and—
you screamed again, loud and raw, as you came in his mouth for a second time.
"pleasepleaseplease link, please!"
your body curled inwards, and you fisted his hair in your hands, trying to push him off. but your grip only made him moan into you, sending tremors straight through your body again.
at last, he pulled away from you. a string of spit or slick—you couldn't tell—still connected his mouth to your pussy and broke when he licked his lips.
one of your hands rushed to cover your throbbing clit and core to protect him from abusing it anymore, and the other remained in his hair as if it would keep him from getting any closer. you collapsed against the bed once more, gasping and chest heaving as you tried to regain control of your breaths.
he came up to face-level with you, peppering your face with small kisses. you tilted your head, capturing his lips with your own, tasting your own arousal that covered much of his face.
"you alright?" he asked.
you softly glared at him through your pants. "what do you think?"
he chuckled, laying his head on your chest. you stroked his hair gently. "i think i shoulda kept goin' at it." you scoffed and gave his hair a tug. "but i didn't wanna make you go that far."
your eyes widened in bewilderment. "how far did you want to go?"
he stroked your side, listening for your breaths to even out and heart rate to come down. "maybe two or three more?"
you opened your mouth to reply, but it turned into a breathy moan as link pushed aside the hand covering yourself, gently pressing a finger into you.
"i ain't not done with ya yet, darlin'," he said, searching for that spongy spot within you. "been wantin' t'have ya for a long time. spent too long thinkin' `bout you."
"what"—you whined when he sucked the column of your neck again—"what did you think about?"
he nibbled on your skin a little before running his tongue over the spot. "think bout the way ya got marin on your hip. makes m'feel warm inside." his fingers crooked just right and you clench around him a bit. "how good you look bendin' over s'mthing. gets me real hard sometimes." his free hand that had been roaming kneaded the plush of your tummy. "think `bout how good you's look all round."
you whimpered at that. gods, you wanted another child. but you couldn't bring yourself to bring another one into this world alone, with no one by your side.
you might not have to now.
link peered up at you, noticing your reaction. his eyes darkened at the thoughts that filled his head. "you want that? get all pretty `n swollen with my kid?"
"y–yes," you said. "i want another babe, link. been wanting one."
you gasped as another finger pushed its way into you, massaging the spot that made you mewl in pleasure. link looked at you with an intense mixture of awe, disbelief, hunger, and desperation.
spirits, not only did you want to have him and marin in your life, as part of your family. but you also wanted to have a kid with him? that feeling of warmth inside him grew impossibly, feeding into the fire fueling him now.
he pulled his fingers out of you, and you saw how he almost went to make you suck them, but last minute put them in his own mouth. his eyes fluttered shut as he licked his fingers, savoring the taste of you.
you swallowed at the sight, unbelievably turned on despite having just came twice. he let his fingers slip out of his mouth, half-lidded gaze focused on you, and his hand fell downwards to stroke himself. you went agape at the sight of his cock. link was huge. his length seemed normal, maybe a bit more than average, but the girth was... impressive to say the least.
"link, it's..."
"we'll go slow," he reassured you. "i'll go at your pace."
"o–okay."
he stroked himself a few more times before running his tip through your folds, gathering your slick. you whined again as he bumped your clit a few times, the nub still feeling oversensitive. finally, he began easing himself in.
small, shallow thrusts that went just a bit deeper each time. link was gritting his teeth, switching between staring at where you two were connected and squeezing his eyes shut, absorbed in the feeling. he stilled once full sheathed inside you, giving time for you to adjust. a small smile crept onto your face through all the noises you were making.
"can't keep your eyes open?" you teased.
his eyes cracked open slowly, looking at you menacingly. he pulled out slightly before thrusting back in with a bit of force. you yelped.
"real funny comin' from you."
he took your attitude as a sign that you were fine, and pulled out a decent bit before plunging back in. you gasped, hands scrambling to find purchase on his back.
Link set a firm pace, carefully gauging your reactions so he didn't go too hard. but you were moaning like a whore, basking in the sensation of his cock rubbing just right against every part of your insides. a wolfish grin spread across his face.
you squeaked again as his thrusts start getting rougher, and link's hands went back to your breasts, twisting and pulling at whatever he could find. a jolt went through you with every flick of your nipple, and his mouth began traveling all across your chest, this time leaving marks everywhere he could.
every thrust was punctuated with his hips being pressed flush to yours, burying himself as deep as he could inside you. gods, the idea of filling you up with his cum, of putting a child in you? he was gonna go insane.
he looked at where his hands were, pawing at your chest, and wondered how tender your breasts would become. he imagined your hips swelling, your belly growing bigger, oh hylia he knew you'd look like you were glowing through it all even if you didn't think so.
oh fuck— link slowed his pace down, much to your distress. he was going to cum sooner than he wanted to if he kept thinking like that.
"why'd you slow?" you whined.
your legs wrapped around his waist, desperately trying to roll your hips against his. he hissed a little as you clenched down on him dammit you're so fucking tight. he wanted to pin your hips down to stop you from moving, but a part of him wanted to see you like this, wanted to see how far you'd go.
you kept moving your hips, meeting him halfway with each shallow thrust he made. it didn't take long to see that it wasn't enough. where you couldn't try to meet him, you tried to pull him closer with your legs. but this damn man was too strong. it would've been easier to try and wrestle a goron.
"easy, easy," he gritted out. "no rush."
you just whined pitifully again. "why'd you slow down?" you repeated.
"spirits, woman. you're gonna make me cum—"
"then cum!" you begged. "cum inside! please, just. fuck. me!"
he snapped his hips against yours, no longer concerned about anything but reaching his own peak. there was little ceremony to it now, and you moaned unabashedly, and you just told him to cum inside you.
link's head bowed down, tensing and slightly loosing his rhythm as he drew closer. "fuck, darlin'." his hand reaches down to toy with your clit, and that's all it took to have you unravelling around him with a scream. your pussy clamped down on him hard, and he couldn't help how his cock twitched almost violently, before spurting out his cum.
a guttural moan left him, and he thrusted slowly, working the both of you through your orgasms. he looked down again, seeing how a milky ring was forming around his cock, some of his spend spilling out from between your lips from how much he had cum.
he slipped out of your trembling form and wiped his cock clean with his hand before collapsing next to you. he panted, looking at his dirtied hand contemplatively before reaching down between your legs again, wiping his cum against your pussy and pushing in any dripping rivulets back inside you. you moaned at the sensation and obscenity of it.
"you tryna get me pregnant?" you half-whimpered, half-joked.
he gave you a look. "you're the one who was askin' for it."
"mmm, maybe. but you confessed first."
he rolled his eyes, and you looked at him softly, chest still heaving and littered with hickies. Link swore his heart skipped a beat.
he leaned forward, capturing your lips in another kiss like he was sealing in everything that had happened tonight. you pulled away, a giddy smile on your face, and he felt one came across his face too.
he pressed a kiss to your forehead and buried his face in your neck.
"who cares? m'gonna have a family with you anyway."
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