#meandom!wars

warriors had noticed that something was off with twilight lately, and he had a feeling it was related to how hard he fucked you the other day. he had been pretty sure that the others were roaming around town while he was having fun turning you into a pathetic little mess, but a faint scuffle from the other side of the wall a while later said otherwise.

next door had been the rancher and sky's room, and he knew that the latter was definitely not present. even if he had been, sky probably have been in his usual comatose-like sleep state, so that only left twilight as an unfortunate witness to your torture that day.

warriors didn't think much of it though. it was an accident, nothing else. and he'd do his best to not let it happen again out of respect for the others. it would be a little harder with twilight; his ears seemed to pick up everything. but hey, he'd try his best.

at least, the captain was going to try.

but then he saw how the rancher started looking at you, a look the captain was very familiar with himself: hungry, full of want and desire.

twilight wanted you. badly.

but the looks never lasted long. every time it happened, warriors could pin the exact moment twilight caught himself thinking those thoughts, and his face would fill with shame.

'poor guy', he snickered to himself.

it didn't bother him really. in fact, he had sort of teased him about it later that evening after running into the man himself at the inn.

a mischievous smile slipped onto warriors' face. twilight was lounging on a couch, looking at some jar wind was showing him. he turned at the sound of approaching footsteps, becoming ever so slightly flustered at the sight of him.

"what do you have there?" warriors asked them.

wind held up the jar, eagerly showing him the big bug in it. "sky and i caught a rare beetle!"

he leaned in to get a better look, genuinely curious. "that's pretty cool. it's got a nice pattern on it."

"i know right!" wind exclaimed. "what do you have there?"

"i've just got some food for the lady." warriors adjusted his grip on a neatly wrapped package but didn't unwrap it. "she's pretty tired, so i told her i'd bring dinner for her."

"tired? what's got her tired?" the sailor asked curiously. "we barely did anything today."

he smiled at the rancher who was looking at anything but him. twilight's face looked like it was about to morph into a red chuchu.

"all the traveling's just ran her through i guess."

his head fell into his hands.

"you alright, twi?" he asked.

"m'fine," he mumbled. "jus' tired `n all."

a sweet, sweet opening

"were you trying to take a nap today?" warriors clasped his shoulder firmly, but playfully. "we sure did. sorry if she was snoring too loud."

twilight went tomato red from his neck to his ears, looking at him with wide eyes, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

wind's nose scrunched in confusion. "she snores?" he asked. "i haven't heard her snore before."

"she did today," he lied.

"huh."

he had left them like that, quietly snickering to himself as he made his way to your shared room. you eyed him suspiciously when he walked in.

"what's with that face?"

"oh nothing," he sang. "it seems like your snoring earlier today interrupted our dear twilight's nap."

the blush on your face rivaled the rancher's and you threw your pillow at him. he didn't bother to dodge it. if your legs weren't so wobbly right now, you probably would've hopped out of bed to try and beat him up too.

in the next few weeks, something unexpected happened: you caught on to twilight's looks.

you blushed every time—normal behavior. your thighs clenching on occasion? not normal behavior. how you bit your lip lightly when his muscles flexed? how your gaze lingered on the rancher's calloused hands? how you got lost in thought looking at him sometimes? not normal at all.

and the most unexpected thing of all? it didn't bother him.

you loved him, and warriors loved you. and you both knew that if one of you happened to lust over someone else, you'd never act on it because it was just that, lust. you two had quite a bit of desire for each other, but it wasn't the only thing holding your relationship together.

warriors was confident that nothing that would ever get in between you two unless you both allowed it.

and right now? he was thinking that you both wanted twilight to get in between.

if warriors could trust anyone to treat you right—both in and out of the bedroom—it would be twilight.

it was what led him to the current situation. the two of you were lounging alone near a lake, under the cover of some trees and not too far from the shore. you laid between his legs mindlessly observing nature while he played with your hair.

"i wanted to talk to you about something," he started. you peered up at him and gave him a questioning hum. "what do you think about twilight?"

you tensed, briefly and slightly, and a flicker of emotion crossed your face.

"he's very nice and kind, surprisingly gentle. good company and a gentleman, like the others. i like him a lot," you said. "kinda annoying when you two are wrestling for no reason before breakfast though. why?”

he hummed amusedly. it was a pretty common occurrence, him and the rancher picking a fight over stupid things that neither of them really cared about just so they could tussle.

one of the hands that was twirling your hair traveled down to trace the column of your neck. you shivered as he brushed a sensitive spot and readjusted yourself to look at him properly.

"he's been looking at you a certain way for quite a while," he said casually. your eyes widened a fraction. "and i've noticed that it turns you on quite a bit too."

you sat up in his lap, panic overtaking your features. "no! i'm not–no, i–. link, i'd never do anything. i'd never cheat! you know that, right? i'm not–"

he cupped your cheek, pressing his thumb against your lips to shush you.

"i know. i know, sweetheart," warriors said with a reassuring smile. "you'd never do anything, i know that." he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "but i'm asking if you want something to happen."

your mouth dropped into a perfect 'O', and for a brief moment he's tempted to hook his thumb in there like he's done so many times before. a memory of your lips around his fingers flashed before his eyes. another of him making you choke on them and—

"what do you mean?"

"do you want to fuck him, sweetheart?" he said bluntly. "i'll let him if you want him to. you have my blessing."

you stammered some more, not forming any complete sentences.

"don't tell me you've gone dumb on me already."

you blushed and he let you hit his chest once before grabbing the offending wrist in a tight grip.

"you're being mean!"

"that’s nothing new."

"link, this is serious."

he rolled his eyes. "yes, i know, darling. that's why i'm still waiting for you to answer the fucking question."

you tried to hit his chest with your other hand, but he grabbed that one too, now holding both of your wrists in one hand.

"do not test me right now," he warned. "an answer, now."

you looked at him uneasily. "why are you alright with this?"

warriors sighed and gave you a small smile before yanking you into his chest and locking an arm around you. he leaned down so his lips brushed against your ear.

"you're mine, and you know you're mine," he whispered. "you are not leaving me for him, and he is not taking you from me. i am letting you indulge in something i find... attractive."

"you... you think twilight's—"

"i think that allowing another man—one that you find alluring and that i wholly trust—have his way with you, is attractive. i do think he's handsome too for what it's worth, but that's never been more than a passing thought with no actual attraction behind it."

you gulped and paused for a bit. "is... is this a one-time thing?"

he grinned to himself and gave your ear a nibble and a kiss. "whatever you want sweetheart. that'll be on your terms."

"what if... one of us catches feelings?"

he pulled away a little so he could look you in the face. "we will cross that bridge if we get to it. don’t worry."

"are you sure?"

"why? have you caught feelings already?"

"link, please."

his face went stern, talking to you in a more authoritative voice. "i'm serious. don't worry about anything, okay? i won't get upset by something i'm allowing to happen."

the wariness on your face didn't go away, but you buried your face in his neck and he let you wiggle your wrists out of his grasp to wrap yourself around him.

"... okay."

"okay to what, dear?"

you groaned, embarrassed, and mumbled something he couldn't make out. warriors found himself rolling his eyes for a second time, but this time with a hint of a smile on his face. his hand came up to the hair at the base of your neck and pulled you up, not bothering to be very gentle. you whined at his grip.

"i said, don't test me. give me a straight answer."

you were still uneasy. he sighed and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips.

"it's fine if you don't want anything to happen now, for a while, or at all," he said. "you don't need to decide now if you want time to think about it. but i'm going to ask you for an answer again later." you relaxed a little. "now, what were you saying 'okay' to?”

the blush returned to your face. "i–i do... want to..."

"want to what?" he asked, a malicious smile playing on his lips. "this is now the third fucking time you haven’t answered me properly."

"... i do want to fuck him."

he could feel your core pulsing from how you were situated on his lap and blood began to rush to his groin.

"say it again."

"you heard me," you whined.

he grabbed your jaw. "yes, i did. and i want to hear you say it again."

you squirmed in embarrassment. "i wanna fuck him."

"that's a good girl."

he was in the mood to make fun of you about it some more, but held back for your sake, not until you two had talked about it again at a later time. for now, he planned on having fun punishing you for not answering his questions properly.

warriors' next move after receiving a second confirmation (and a third, just to make sure) from you was to tackle the rancher. he didn't know how it would play out, but something told him he'd be saying yes by the end of it.

his chance unexpectedly came during patrol when their paths overlapped.

"fancy seein' you here," twilight said, hand on his hip. "you find anythin'?"

"no trace of monsters or lurkers," he answered. "i think the area is clear."

"tha's nice. you wanna head on back?"

warriors could see how he was mildly tense, a little awkward. he put his hand on his hip too.

"actually," he said with a slight smirk, "i was hoping to talk to you in private."

twilight raised a curious eyebrow, tensing just the slightest bit more. "`bout what?"

"the way you've been fucking my girl with your eyes."

his eyes went wide at the vulgar statement, horror overtaking his features.

"i'm–`m not, no! cap'n, i swear i ain't—"

"relax, rancher. i'm not mad."

"—do anythin'— what?" he stammered. "the hell ya mean?"

"i said, i'm not mad."

"yeah, i heard that," twilight snapped. "i said, the hell ya mean?"

"i don't mind it," he hummed. "but i'll be honest, it's mainly because she seems quite receptive to it."

"you, she—what?"

"tell me." warriors took a step forward. twilight took a nervous step back. "do you want to fuck her?"

he seemed to regain most of his composure and glared at the captain so fiercely, that it honestly sent a delicious 'zing!' down warriors' spine.

"the fuck game you tryna play here cap'n?" twilight spat.

"i'm being dead serious," he said. "if you want to, i'll let you on a few conditions. i've already talked to her about it, and she's said yes."

the composure he had regained drained out of him immediately.

"ya talked to her `bout this?"

"i noticed you how you were looking at her quite a while ago. but it was more recently that i noticed how she was looking back at you."

"wha–whaddya mean?"

warriors cocked an eyebrow. "don't tell me you haven't seen."

"n–no?"

he hummed in amusement. "well, i'll tell you this." another step forward; the rancher took a smaller step back. "if you're interested, we don't mind." warriors glanced down. "and it seems like you're interested too. i'll give you some time to think it over."

warriors turned on his heel and began making his way back to camp, a satisfied look on his face.

"... why're ya doin' this?"

he paused and turned to look at twilight, contemplating how to phrase his response.

"because this seems like something all of us want. and i trust you quite a bit, believe it or not. i know she'd be safe in your hands."

"ya wan' this to?"

"you think i'd be here if i didn't?"

he stayed silent, and warriors took that as his cue to leave. it only took two days for twilight to give an answer, the rancher somehow tracking him down during patrol.

"you really meant it?" twilight asked, cutting straight to the chase.

he snorted. "i wouldn't say something like that and not mean it."

twilight crossed his arms, trying to keep a straight face. "how's this gonna work?"

a wicked grin spread across warriors' face, and it almost unsettled the rancher.

"you can join us if you ever hear us going at it, and i'm guessing you do," he said. "or you can try cornering her in private if you want. i bet that would turn her on a lot. she likes it when you're mean, but that might just be me. i like being unfair to her; too good to resist."

he blushed furiously at the thought of treating you like that. the captain wasn't wrong. he's heard you many times, and he knows how the captain treats you in bed. more than once, twilight had stroked himself to the sound of your broken whimpers and whines, imagining it was him you meant every time you called out 'link.'

"she's not the best at initiating. so you'll want to make the first move if you're not joining us. and—you probably know this—she can get a little noisy. she sings very pretty very easily, so maybe nothing too public? unless you're into that; just don't have the others around." warriors laughed, but the humor quickly left his voice. "you don't fuck her without me there, got it? anything else? fair game."

he tried not to let it show, but twilight's head was spinning. he nodded. "tha's all?" he asked, voice coming out a little unsteady.

the captain tried to think of anything else, and all twilight could think of was how the hell this man was acting so cool about this.

"we've kinda got a safe word," he mentioned. "she calls me 'warriors' if something's wrong; you'll need to think of something else. that's all i can think of for now. if you've got any more questions, feel free to ask either of us."

warriors continued on with his patrol.

everything was different now. every damn person in whatever this now was, was aware of the conversations that had happened.

twilight let his gaze linger more, enough for you and the captain to easily notice, but not the others. he brushed up against you more often, finding excuses to touch you. and gods, you indulged him.

you blushed and played it off, but he knew it was affecting you. he could see the dance that was starting between the two of you. you let your touches linger too, and you didn't look away when he caught you staring.

the captain teased, danced, made quips, and none of it seemed out of place. only the three of you saw the glint in his eyes and the quirk of his lips.

and the worst part? warriors was practically handing out opportunities for him to do something on a silver plate: subtly pairing you with him for patrol, giving the two of you chores together, by the gods he swore the captain was intentionally fucking you louder when he was around to hear it.

and yet, twilight was still too skeptic to do anything. what would this do to you, to him, to warriors? he knows you two have talked about it, but still. the ideas and thoughts lingered.

they had stopped now at some in-between era's castle town. everyone had agreed to spend the night under the stars instead of wasting a bunch of rupees at the inn, but a few who were old enough didn't mind wasting a smaller amount at the bar.

it wasn't rowdy, but it was busy. the kind of environment that warriors liked, time didn't mind, and twilight tolerated. you and sky claimed that places like these were hit or miss, and judging by the look on your face and how you had barely touched your pint, it was a miss.

"i'm gonna step out for some fresh air," you announced with a strained look.

warriors gave your hand a squeeze and briefly looked at twilight. it was obvious to most of them that the rancher was also nearing his limit being in here, but the others seemed fine.

'do you want to keep her company?' warriors silently asked.

he hesitated for a split-second, a second that only the captain noticed. if he didn't accept, then warriors would accompany you like the dutiful partner he was. if he did accept, twilight knew he'd want to do something with you.

he had always wanted to do something with every other damn opportunity the captain had given him. but this time? this time he felt like he might snap. with every show of restraint he kept making around you, he could see the desperation growing in your eyes. it was driving him mad.

"think i'll join ya," twilight said. "m'done with my drink."

time chuckled while warriors and sky laughed a little, teasing him for having a low alcohol tolerance (they knew he could out-drink all of them if he wanted).

he slapped a few rupees on the table to cover his drink, and then followed you out. the two of you passed through the doors and simultaneously took a deep breath of the clean night air.

"thought i was gonna suffocate in there," you giggled.

he smiled. "it was real stuffy."

you were right in front of him yet again, and he still found himself doubting whether this was a good idea.

"you wanna go on a walk?" you asked. "i think it'd help."

"hm? oh, yeah sure."

you both took slow, leisurely steps through the bustling streets. even well into the evening, castle town was lively. you poked his side, and he realized you had said something to him.

"huh?"

you raised an eyebrow and pulled him into a deserted ally. godsgodsgodsgods what were you doing? you gently grasped his hands and looked him in the eyes. he melted a little, seeing the blush creeping on your face. cute. so cute.

"i–um, i know wars talked to you. and i just... wanted to tell you..." you trailed off. he became very aware of how clammy his hands were. "you... we don't need to do anything. if you don't want to." you looked him in the eyes with a deeply concerned look. "if you're not comfortable, then—"

"i do! kinda. i do. m'just"—he pulled his hand from yours and ran it through his hair—"i do, but i just... i think i need t'hear it from you too, y’know? don' wanna ruin things."

your hand came up to cup his cheek, a warm smile on your face. his eyes widened a bit.

"i want this too, twi," you said. "i've wanted this for a while. you're not going to ruin anything."

his heart raced at your confession, and he went impossibly still. you wanted him, you really wanted him. like actually—

the hand on his cheek pulled him down softly, bringing him close to you. it was enough to bring him to his senses. his hand came up to cradle your face as well, the other pulling you close by your waist.

twilight did not hesitate to kiss you. you did not hesitate to kiss him back.

it was quick. a deep, but quick kiss. you parted, and he rested his forehead against yours. this was really happening. twilight kissed you again, longer, deeper, hungrier. and you responded just as eager.

you were addicting.

the way your lips felt, how your body pressed against his, the soft noises that escaped you. every part of you drew him in like a drug.

he understood why the captain had his way with you so often, why he always heard your moans somewhere in the woods or on the other side of a wall. hylia have mercy, how did warriors have it in him, to let another man have you like this?

you parted again, a thin string of spit connecting the two of you that twilight broke with his tongue. you were panting so sweetly already. the hand cradling your face traveled south, tracing over your hammering pulse. your breath hitched at the slight pressure on your throat.

"m'not gonna be mean," twilight murmured. "he always mean t'ya, ain't he?" he gently traced your jaw and tilted your head to look at him. "i hear a lot, y'know? he talks real filthy."

your eyes went as wide, pupils dark and blown out. you knew he had heard you two countless times, but not the extent of what he had heard. the hand clenching the back of his tunic tightened and you stammered a bit, not knowing what to say.

you didn't have a chance to reply before twilight kissed you again, licking into your mouth like he was trying to taste every crevice of you. your other hand timidly tangled into his hair, giving it an experimental tug that made him groan.

he didn't know how much time was passing. it could've been minutes, hell it could've been an hour, but all he knew was that he had been kissing you the entire time. some were quick and soft, some were hard and desperate. there were moments where it was nothing but a dance of tongue, you licking across his lips, him sucking on your tongue, or the two of you just breathing each other's air.

gods, he desperately wanted—needed— to taste every inch you had to offer him.

he wanted to kiss you forever, get lost in you, take his time loving on you. but there was still a vague sense of a time limit tonight. they couldn't be returning to camp too late.

"whaddya want me t'do?" he breathed against your lips.

you were looking at him with this glassy look in your eyes, lips red and kiss swollen, and a flush on your cheeks. he could see how your pretty little head was so unbelievably gone, and fuck it was making his cock get painfully hard.

twilight cursed warriors in his head for letting him have a taste of something this sweet.

"i–i want, i want you to...," your voice ended in a whisper so quiet he couldn't make it out.

you hid your face in his chest, mumbling, and he almost cooed at the sight. adorable. he eased you back up to talk.

"i didn't catch that, darlin'."

"i don't–i don't know. anything."

he smiled adoringly. "ya really ain't that good at initiating, ain'tcha?" you blushed severely, figuring how he knew that. "didn't think it'd be this bad."

"what did he tell you?" you asked shyly.

"said ya like it when he's mean." he tilted your head to the side to expose your neck. "that it's easy to get you t'sing real pretty." your pulse thrummed beneath his hold. "told me i ain't allowed t'fuck you without `im there."

your eyes crinkled with confusion, processing his words through the fog in your head.

"you're-you're not gonna—haaa—!"

his lips attacked your neck, ripping a moan so loud from you that you slapped a hand over your mouth. you two were alone in the alley, but you were vaguely aware that there could've been people around the corner. not that anyone would spare a glance; there were a fair number of couples getting it on in similar places around town.

his mouth was hot against your skin and the cold night air didn't do anything to quell the heat building inside both of you. twilight found that his hands were gripping you tighter and tighter the more you quivered beneath him. not to keep you still, but to feel every movement you made.

twilight's mouth left no part of your neck untouched, and he noted which places made you shiver more, seeing where you were sensitive. he kissed and mouthed at everything, and ran his tongue madly across your sensitive spots till you weren't doing anything but whining and shaking in his grip.

he pulled back to undo the lacing at the collar of your tunic. "is this alright?" he panted, eyeing your face.

you nodded almost frantically and he pulled it down to expose only the top of your breasts. he wanted to rip it all off, but not here, not where someone could see you.

you shivered when his thumb grazed over the soft flesh and he lunged forward again, sucking dark marks into the skin. you mewled, the hand in his hair holding him tight to your chest.

he felt you grind against him, seeking some sort of friction, some sort of relief for the awfully wonderful ache between your thighs. twilight hitched your leg up and wrapped it around him, grinding right back into you. and oh fuck him, he could feel you throbbing through your pussy.

twilight forced himself to slow down, forehead pressed against yours again.

"i ain't–i won't fuck or taste ya. not `ere, not now," he said. his hand pawed at your breast through your top. "i won't do that t'ya `ere."

you whimpered as his finger flicked your nipple through your clothing. the hand that was covering your mouth went to fist his tunic.

"why?" you practically cried. "w-wars has. please."

twilight slithered a hand between you two and undid the drawstring on your pants, pausing when your words passed through his head.

"he's fucked ya inna alley?"

you flushed with embarrassment, trying to recall the details through the haze in your mind. "i... had been teasing him?"

"`n he couldn't jus'—"

"are-are you gonna do anything?" you whined. "please, i wan-i need something."

he silenced you with another kiss, a soft growl leaving his throat. "i will, i will. darlin'." his hand slipped into your undergarments. "i'll make y'cum, i'll take good care'f you. don' worry `bouta thin'."

twilight's fingers grazed your cunt and his eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head at how wet you were. his fingertips were soaked just prodding at your folds.

you mewled, canting your hips and making his fingers press deeper into you. he cursed, entranced with the feeling of your pussy. he circled through the mess of your slick a few times before lightly stroking your clit. you squeaked and your entire body jolted.

"twi—hnn—"

"quiet, darlin'."

another stroke on your clit, another jolt, a silenced noise. he looked down at you, completely and utterly infatuated. if this was how you were falling apart with only two fingers that weren't even in your cunt, gods he couldn't wait to get his cock inside you.

his lips found yours again, and he set a rhythm with his fingers, slowly rubbing your clit. he wanted to draw this out, take his time making your mind go blank and enjoying the feel of your pussy. but he couldn't, not tonight

"in-inside?" you begged. "please? twi, please?"

oh fucking hell. he's fucked. absolutely fucked. he's so fucking fucked.

both of his fingers pushed into you with no resistance at all. your walls fluttered beautifully around him. he cursed again, and your head fell back with another mewl, unintentionally offering your neck for him.

twilight—mind as good as lost in the throes of your fervor—bent down and bit hard into the skin, intent on leaving more marks and not caring if they were visible. you yelped at the pain, flinching when he broke the skin on your shoulder. he licked over it in apology, and you forgot about the pain when he began to massage that sweet spot inside you.

"oh, oh gods," you moaned. "s'big. your fingers."

the slick from your pussy was pooling in his palm. twilight ached to use that hand to stroke himself, to see how your wetness mixed with the precum already leaking from him.

his mouth traveled up your neck and kissed you again. he let his breath fan across your lips, watching your every reaction.

"you're so wet," he said. "you-you think cap'n'll lemme put jus' the tip? without `im there?"

you moaned. at the pleasure or his question, he didn't know. "he's gonna be mad. really—haaa"—his fingers crooked, now relentlessly bullying that spot—"i'm gonna cum. twi, i'm gonna–gonna—"

"go ahead. cum for me," he cooed. "good girl, there ya go."

you came with a loud moan, biting his shoulder to muffle it and thighs shaking around his hand. he worked you through it, continuing to rub your clit and sending more twitches through your body.

twilight's head fell forward, feeling your cunt spasming around his fingers and imagining it was his cock instead.

"good gods woman," he said. "i need to get in ya. yer so damn tight `n—"

he didn't finish the sentence; his ears had picked up on footsteps.

twilight's head jerked up and the arm that wasn't buried in your cunt wrapped around your middle. he quickly repositioned you two behind some stacked up crates, completely hiding you and partially him from view.

his mouth met yours again, silencing the remnants of your noises while listening to the person pass by. his fingers kept on pumping in you, working you through the last bits of your orgasm and savoring the feel of your cunt.

the footsteps faded away.

he broke the kiss, smiling at how you tried to chase him a bit. he carefully drew his hand from your pants, and your breath hitched as you watched him sniff his fingers, his eyes fluttering shut. twilight licked the length of his hand, gathering your slick from where it had dripped down his wrist to the large pool in his palm.

"ne'er thought i'd get t'smell ya this close," he said, sticking a finger into his mouth.

you looked a bit confused. "this close?"

his eyes opened a crack, looking at you with a half-lidded gaze. "the mornin's after, can smell the two of ya sometimes. faint scent of sweat `n sex."

your jaw dropped a little. twilight was probably aware of every time you and warriors had fucked. from his unnaturally good hearing to his apparently unnaturally good sense of smell, you couldn't hide much from him.

"do you—"

twilight covered your mouth with his dirty hand. he hadn't meant to use that one, but the sound of footsteps approaching again made him use the closest one. the same footsteps from before. his eyebrows furrowed a bit, and the tension left him when he recognized the gait. twilight readjusted your tunic, tightening the laces on your collar to make you presentable before peaking around the side of the crates.

warriors walked towards them with an annoying smirk on his face, hands in his pockets. "you make her cum, rancher?"

your head snapped up.

twilight scoffed and stepped from the cover of the crates. he looked him in the eye and made a small show of licking the leftover slick on his palm. "`course i did. im'a gentleman."

warriors' gaze flickered to his hands with something akin to... jealousy? in his eyes. twilight began to feel uneasy, the high from the situation disappearing and doubt about all of this starting to settle uncomfortably within him.

he stepped out of the way when wars came around the crates, taking in the sight of you flustered, softly panting, and leaning against the building. your mind hadn't come back from the wonderful little space it had gone of to yet.

you looked at your lover for a long second before redirecting your gaze to the ground, embarrassed and guilty. you seemed like you'd been caught doing something terrible, and the doubt in his stomach twisted into an uncomfortable, heavy knot mixed with an overwhelming feeling of guilt. he felt like he just shattered your entire relationship. he wanted to throw up.

warriors took one of his hands out his pocket, putting a finger under your chin to tilt your head towards him. from where he stood, twilight couldn't see the expression on his face.

"did you enjoy yourself?" he asked softly.

your eyes screwed shut, not wanting to answer. but you knew how he was, and twilight had heard you two enough to also know that he expected an answer.

"yes."

"that's good."

he leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to your forehead before wrapping you in his arms. you tucked your face into the crook of his neck, clinging onto him. "you're alright, sweetheart. everything's alright." he gently swayed you for a bit and softly rubbed your back before turning the two of you around so he could face twilight.

twilight was honestly a little surprised at his gentle behavior, but it comforted him a great deal to see and hear it: a sign that he hadn't majorly fucked up. the knot in his stomach and stress-induced nausea faded away.

warriors quirked an eyebrow at him. "what? surprised i can be nice?"

twilight's face betrayed a bit of nervous guilt, silently admitting to it. He didn't feel like also confessing to the other thoughts he just had.

"i don't tread too harshly on new waters, rancher. don't worry."

he could only hum in response, a sort of 'good to know' hum. your face peaked out from where you had tucked it.

"where are time and sky?" you asked.

"they headed back. told them i was gonna look for you two since i figured you'd be on a walk."

you stepped out of his embrace, tying the string on your pants. "should we be heading back too?"

warriors' eyebrows went up a smidge. you stilled and twilight's eyebrows furrowed a bit.

"really?" warriors asked in an incredulous tone.

he spun you around to face twilight and pinned your back to his chest. pinching your jaw, he made you look at the rancher's pants where the outline of his cock was very visible. twilight turned tomato red and tried to adjust his tunic to cover himself.

"you're not going to return the favor? look at him. he's painfully hard. i thought your manners were better than that."

"n–no!" you stuttered, trying to defend yourself. "i just– i thought you were–"

twilight answered for you. "figured ya came `ere to fetch us."

"yes!"

"oh, i did. but this," he said with a grin, "this is far more important."

warriors beckoned him forward, and he cautiously obeyed. twilight's cock stirred with each wary step.

"how do you want her?" warriors asked him, that shit-eating grin still on his face. he squished your cheeks and twilight's eyes narrowed in on how your lips parted ever so slightly. "her mouth is wonderful. but if you want to fuck her now that i'm here, i wouldn't be opposed."

the two of you flushed dark. your eyes screwed shut and you were almost trying to curl in on yourself, completely horrified at how plainly he talked about you, but the captain's grip kept you from moving too much.

but twilight could also see how your thighs were clenching.

"you're real mean," he said, looking from you to him.

"i'm just trying to make sure you're not leaving here unsatisfied," wars smoothly replied. "i'd say that's anything but mean. now answer the question."

twilight didn't want to. a small part of him didn't like how he was treating you, like some sort of whore. but they both knew that you loved it, and twilight couldn't for the life of him deny how much it was turning him on to see you react like that.

that same, secret part of him that was enjoying how the captain ordered you both around. it was condescending and almost humiliating. but it was also safe. you and twilight needed reassurance that this was alright, and help navigating whatever 'this' was, and warriors seemed to understand exactly how to give it while guiding you two within your limits.

twilight stepped forward and cupped your cheek. you were nervous, but your pupils were blown wide, shamefully curious about his answer. "mind lettin' me have your mouth? `n alley ain't no place to be takin' a girl like ya."

you blushed and nodded, shakily pushing away warriors' arm from your middle. he didn't let you though, not at first. he motioned for twilight to get against the wall, behind the crates and hidden from the outside view. twilight obliged.

and then, with a satisfied smirk, warriors pushed you to your knees and pocketed his hands like this was a casual matter.

twilight gulped as you reached out to him, finding the string to his pants beneath the hems of his tunic and undershirt. he shivered when your fingers brushed the skin of his pelvis, lightly trailing through the curls you found.

at last, you freed his cock and he groaned softly at the feeling of your hand wrapped around him. he was heavy and hot and nearly purple with how turned on he was.

warriors whistled. "and you were just gonna leave him like that. shame on you, darling."

twilight honestly didn't even care that the captain was getting a full view of it. it wasn't like he hadn't seen it before; they've all seen each other's cocks while bathing at least once. the only thing that mattered right now was that your hand was wrapped around him.

"well, don't just look at it," the captain snarked.

you gave his tip a small, tentative kitten lick, and twilight hissed a small 'fuck'. you did it again, and then again and again before your lips were around him and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

spirits, you had barely put your mouth on him and twilight felt like he was going losing his mind again.

your mouth was so wet and warm. you bobbed your head along his length, hand pumping what you couldn't suck. you didn't go fast, but you also didn't go slow, like you wanted to take your time to savor his taste, the weight of his cock on your tongue.

up, down, swirl of the tongue, sucking oH fuckfuckfuck

"wonderful, isn't she?" warriors commented, like he was talking about the weather.

twilight forced his eyes open to look at him. warriors' gaze was entirely on you, focused on how eagerly you were sucking another man's cock.

there was that look in his eyes again, and this time twilight could better read it.

warriors was jealous. but he was also incredibly aroused and thoroughly enjoying all of this, and it was enough to overpower any of the jealousy that bubbled in him.

and that was so damn erotic to twilight, that for a full second he couldn't tell what was better: the mess you were making all over him, or the captain getting turned on by you.

twilight looked down to see your eyes watching him, peering up through your lashes. another louder, curse left him as you took the opportunity to focus on the sensitive edge under his swollen tip, massaging his balls with your free hand.

"you've got me wondering if she's gotten better, or if you're just the sensitive type, rancher."

warriors softly threaded his hand into your hair before harshly gripping it. you whimpered around twilight's cock and it sent delicious vibrations straight through him.

"`m pretty—ngh—pretty sensitive," he stuttered. "but she–she real good too."

the captain held your head still, halfway down his length where it nearly hit the back of your mouth. you kept pumping and working your tongue around what was left in your mouth.

"she is good," he agreed, a little absentminded. "guess i'm gonna have to see for myself later."

slowly, he pulled you off of twilight's cock until it just rested against your lips. your tongue poked out to lick the beads of precum leaking from him, but he pulled your head back again just before you could. they watched with unwavering attention as your thumb caught the droplets and brought it to your mouth, still keeping that damn eye contact with twilight.

"such a good girl." warriors grinned madly. "not wasting a single drop."

twilight's chest was heaving, electricity coursing through his veins. the erotic-ness of the situation was getting to him. he's said it a million times in his head by now, and each time it just got him more and more worked up.

spirits, gods, hylia above, how the hell did any of this happen?

you—precious, darling, taken you—were on your knees sucking him off in a dingy alley, while your lover—warriors, the captain—guided your movements. sort of guided. why did said fucking lover pull you off of him?

twilight just about knocked his hand off of you, but warriors pushed your head forward before he could and another moan was violently ripped from his throat as you went far deeper than before.

warriors hand flew, slapping itself across twilight's mouth to keep him silent while holding your head where it was for a few seconds.

"don't draw attention to us, rancher," warriors warned, removing his hand only after twilight weakly nodded in response.

you barely had time to gasp a breath before he was pushing your head down farther on twilight's cock again. your hands flew to press against his hips to steady yourself, and through his lust-induced haze he managed to see how you tensed lightly this time.

he gently grabbed your head, trying to push back against the force warriors was using to make you go further.

"easy, easy. she–she gon' choke cap'n," twilight said through his pants, slightly glaring at him.

warriors didn't spare him a glance. "relax, sweetheart. relax and open up your throat."

twilight cussed loudly when you gulped around him and took a shaky inhale through your nose before trying to relax. you resumed your movements up down up down up—

confusion flickered on twilight's face at movement below. warriors nudged his boot between your thighs, and you briefly tried to grind down on it. but he didn't let you, kicking your knees apart instead. and then almost instinctively, your posture straightened, chest slightly pushed up, and your hands clasped themselves behind your back.

his eyes widened at the lewd position, mind swirling with ideas of what you two got up to. fucking hell, was the eye contact you made something the captain had trained into you?

"spirits," he groaned. "you–you two—"

warriors rolled his eyes and grabbed the entire lower half of twilight's face with his hand this time, effectively shutting him up. "i usually like it when you get pretty vocal, but i'm going to need you to shut. the fuck. up. you're going to get us noticed."

twilight didn't push his hand away. he couldn't, too lost in the ecstasy of pleasure again. the vulgar sounds of your slurping were making him sink further and further into the daze, and right now warriors' hand might've been the only thing grounding him.

warriors pushed you down farther, holding you there for another few seconds before letting you come back halfway.

the next push forward nearly made him cum on the spot. his cock hit the back of your mouth, and you clenched your hands tight behind your back, trying not to choke. a second to relax, and then the captain was nudging you farther. you relaxed, followed the curve of his cock, and let it enter your throat.

twilight mewled under the captain's hand, his own hand coming to fist your hair next to the captain's other hand. you whimpered around him again and another muffled mewl left him.

"her throat-training's still a work in progress, but it's come pretty far," warriors said. "don't worry about choking her."

oh gods, he wanted to just hold your head still and fuck—

no, NO! that's not nice, link! don't be mean to her. don't be rough on her. don't be rough. don't be rough.

warriors' hand left your hair, instead laying on top of twilight’s, fingers curling around his wrist. and slowly, he used twilight’s hand to move your mouth down and down and down his cock. till at last, your nose was nestled in his pubes. twilight’s eyes fluttered closed again as he groaned into warriors’ palm.

"good girl," warriors said with pride. "taking him so well."

twilight held onto your hair tightly, content to keep you where you were and savor the feeling of having his entire cock down your throat. but the captain’s hand eventually resisted against him.

he pulled you off of him while you kept on sucking, releasing him with a 'pop!' and gasping for breath. through your pants, a small smile formed on your wet lips at the sight of twilight’s face contorting under your lover’s grip.

"finish him off, sweetheart. we don't have all night."

he roughly pushed you down again, and you leaned forward so that twilight could be down your throat again. once more, you started bobbing your head, and—

"actually, i've changed my mind," warriors said. you couldn’t see him, but you knew that tone. it made your pussy throb, and you so badly wished you weren’t being forced to keep your thighs spread. if you weren't wearing pants, you'd have been dripping onto the ground. "why don't you try fucking her throat"?

twilight looked mortified beyond belief. the bastard could tell he so badly wanted to do it. he pushed warriors’ hand on his face away, making the other raise a brow.

"no-NO! c-can't do that. m'gonna—nghh—gon' choke her."

"then go slowly."

"can't!" he wheezed as you suckled on his tip. "gon' choke, gon' hurt `er."

"you won't. now fuck. her throat. slowly."

"c-cap'n, no,” the rancher pleaded.

warriors' eye twitched and took a deep breath to calm himself. he appreciated a bit of defiance, a bit of brattiness. but he didn’t appreciate doubt in his instructions. twilight was new to all of this though; it'd be unfair to expect his complete trust so soon. but warriors would teach him over time. kindly? probably not.

warriors forced twilight's hand off your hair and pulled you off his cock with a scowl on his face. "if you don’t want to listen," he said menacingly, "then we can just stop this right here."

you stilled and shut your whining at how low his voice had gone. it was that tone he used when you fucked up bad. the soft, comforting squeeze on your shoulder let you know you weren't in any trouble.

twilight re-focused himself, also noting the captain’s dead serious tone. he gulped and nodded slowly.

"yessir," he whispered, the honorific slipping off his tongue without much thought.

a satisfied smirk came across warriors’ face. he could get used to hearing that.

twilight softly held the back of your head with one hand, the other guiding his cock back into your mouth. he moaned as you suckled around his length.

he kept a soft, but firm grip on you, and slowly thrust into your mouth. you stayed still, carefully breathing through your nose as you let him pass into your throat with each thrust.

twilight couldn't look away from you, and you didn’t look away from him. he was entranced by the sight of his cock disappearing past your lips. his thumb brushed your throat, where a slight bulge came and went with each pass.

he kept the pace almost erotically slow, mainly because he was still too afraid to go any faster. but gods, he didn’t think he’d need to with how close he was.

"see?" warriors said. "she's fine. you're doing well."

twilight bit his lip to keep his noises from coming out. his pace faltered just a little.

"darlin', i’m gonna—spirits—"

"you cum down her throat. no where else."

twilight muffled a groan and nodded. the swirl your tongue did around him all but invited him to do as told.

he stuffed the palm of his hand in his mouth, hoping to silence the moans coming out of him, and unconsciously thrusted a little faster, a little harder into your hot mouth. you took it with no struggle, a moan of your own, even.

"darlin', fuckin' hell—"

twilight came with a loud groan, holding your face flush to his crotch and pushing his cock down as far as he could.

"there we go." warriors grinned, patting your head affectionately while he came.

the rancher held you there for a minute, panting and cumming in spurts, and you stayed obediently still as each heavy rope of cum went straight down your throat. finally, he pulled you off slowly, and you let go of him with one last, overstimulating suckle to the tip to pull the last dregs out.

"good girl," warriors cooed, helping you stand up. "my perfect little slut."

twilight watched through his half-lidded gaze as the captain wiped off the frothy spit around your mouth before kissing you deeply, not minding the taste of any residue that might have still been there. you melted into his hold, a delighted noise leaving you.

"you did so well," he praised, capturing your lips in another sweet kiss. "my precious angel."

you sighed happily at his words, nuzzling into his warmth. warriors turned to twilight who was still coming down from his high. he wasn't entirely sure of how to take care of the man himself (or if twilight wanted his care), so he opted to lightly push you towards him.

understanding what he was saying, you wrapped your arms around the rancher, running your hands up and down his sides and leaning into his chest. he rested his hands loosely on your waist, only holding you tighter when you pressed tighter too.

his head fit into the crook of your neck, and he groaned softly. being able to smell that strong, post-sex smell on you this close and seeing how the captain had kissed you right after he had cum down your throat, was enough to get him hard again in all honesty, but he tried to will it away.

"thank you," you said. "this was nice."

he smiled into your hair. "jus' nice?"

you giggled a bit. warriors came up and massaged your hips from behind, almost sandwiching you between the two of them.

"we should head back," he said. "it's getting late."

"what about you?" you asked.

"not tonight. i'll take care of myself later."

you and twilight tiredly hummed in response, soaking it all in for a bit longer before the three of you pulled apart. twilight tucked himself back into his pants and straightened his and your clothes.

he hesitated a bit before pressing a kiss to your forehead. "thank you, darlin'."

you hummed again, leaning into it. warriors put a hand on both of your backs and guided the two of you out the alley. tonight had been the start of something interesting, and all three of them could tell that it wouldn't be long before another tryst happened.

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a/n: again, this is long cause i wanted to make it healthy (lol) for two reasons! one - omg i LOVE the fluff and in-between scenes of this relationship and i am DEF turning this into a series of sorts. i want to explore this dynamic sm and also just write smut about these two lmao two - minors, ik you're there. you're not welcome here, but ik you're there. and if you're going to be here, don't think that the rough smut and porn you see out there is how relationships of any sort work without a lot of healthy communication. not that this ^ is a perfect example, but it def contains more communication than most things out there. not that i'm keeping this up too btw, just thought one piece with it would be nice.

warriors has control issues. it stems from the military man inside him.

he enjoys his mischief and wrecking havoc, of course, just as much as the next link does. but when he's giving orders and tasks, he expects people to listen and take his words seriously. and you just love to not listen to him. because the one thing he tells you to do, is to not cause any trouble.

you never do it in front of the others though, you won't undermine his authority in public like that. but around the corners of alleys? when no one's paying attention? when the two of you are on patrolling together? or if the stars have aligned, and you two have a room at an inn?

oh, you turn into such a tease. a pinch to his butt, a lingering touch on his side, fingers brushing a certain spot on his neck, a look at him that's anything but innocent, leaning a little too close and cupping your hand around his ear as you whisper something sinful (or you end up nibbling on the tip of it instead).

it drives him mad. and he always gives you a warning look too, 'stop it. not now.' you sometimes listen, sometimes ignore it. it's a gamble every time.

you just enjoy it too much. he knows you enjoy it too much. you know he hates that you enjoy it. he knows that you know that too.

the way his jaw so subtly clenches, gaze narrowing on you, knuckles going white clenching something, or he's flexing his fingers like he just wants to wrap them around your wrists or throat. he stares at you intensely a little too long sometimes, imaging how he's going to put you in your place.

it makes your thighs clench, a wet spot forming on your panties every damn time.

the others don't catch on, not ever, because he knows how to act. the minute someone else's eyes are on him, he's relaxed, calm, composed. and he does you the courtesy of not teasing you back in public because your acting, quite frankly, sucks.

but when he's sure that the two of your alone? that there's little chance of interruption? oh, your ass is his. and this time, to say the captain was pissed is an understatement. you've jokingly slapped his butt before when the others aren't looking, and he's done the same to you in good fun.

but this time? this time you straight up groped his ass. and by the gods, twilight saw. you. do. it. the rancher's eyebrows had shot up, a loud snicker leaving him.

you had whirled around with wide eyes and the offending hand clutched to your chest, not realizing you were being observed. warriors had pinched the bridge of his nose, silently fuming, and you knew that you were fucking screwed.

it's how you ended up with your chest pinned to the bedding, head shoved into a pillow to muffle any sounds, your arms near your head, attempting to give yourself some support.

his thrusts are slow but harsh, dragging this whole thing out, foreshadowing what's to come. one of his hands is tangled in the hair at the base of your neck, keeping you down. the other is reaching around to your clit. and the fucking bastard's not even rubbing it. he's just keeping his fingers there, barely stimulating it, sometimes rubbing circles if he gets bored.

you want to drive him mad? fine, he'll make sure to drive you mad too.

you're a whimpering mess, whining, begging him for more.

"oh?" he says, fake surprise in his voice. "is this not enough?"

"no!" you scream. it's only quieted by the pillow. "more, link. please!"

he doesn't change anything though. rubs a few circles and gives a sharp thrust, the sound of your hips slapping together echoes through the room.

"sorry," he lamely apologizes. "i just don't really care about what you want right now."

you let out a startled yelp as he harshly smacks your ass. once, twice, three times.

"it certainly seemed like you didn't care back then." he switches sides. four, five, six times. your yelps turn into gasps and moans.

his pace picks up rapidly, his fingers start rubbing more consistently, and you're thanking all that is holy. every one of your nerves have been singing with pleasure for the past hour, but not enough to bring you close to the edge, and finally you were getting more.

you were getting a lot more, quickly. it should've been obvious, really.

"i'm gonna– i'm gonna cum," you whimper pathetically.

"good girl," he mutters into your ear, leaving a kiss on your neck. another obvious sign.

oh hylia above, you were going to explode. you could feel your orgasm right. there. oh gods oh gods oh–

his thrusts stop, and his fingers leave your clit immediately.

a guttural wail leaves you, and you have to shove your face further into the pillow lest the whole inn hear you two. your thighs are violently twitching and your chest is heaving with stuttered gasps at how harshly he edged you. the only reason your hips are still up is his arm keeping you pressed against him, making sure he stays fully sheathed inside of you despite how it felt like your cunt was trying to push him out.

"did you think you were going to cum that easily? or even at all tonight?" he scoffs. "you're dumber than i thought."

you're barely listening to him, head still reeling. you could feel his grip around you tightening and a grunt leave him, no doubt from how tightly your walls were spasming around him.

he lets your body calm down before doing anything, and you don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. you need more! gods, you might die if you get more, but you. need. it.

your breathing is more stable now, and your twitches have calmed down to only shivers by the time he starts thrusting again. it's the same slow pace as before, but it lacks the power. you whimper as you realize how long he's going to drag it out.

and it goes on. and on. and on. and he edges you again, and again, and dear hylia again, each time feeling ten times more intense than the last.

you lost your mind somewhere around the fourth? or was it the fifth time he edged you. you aren't even talking, it's just whimpers, babbles, whines, and other pathetic noises.

his fingers are nearing your clit once more, and you almost flinch at just that.

"tell me, do you think you'll cum if i just touch your clit?" he asks with a strained chuckle.

warriors is thoroughly enjoying every minute of this, but there's also only so much he can take too. the way you're clenching around him was putting every bit of discipline he had to the test.

he presses some kisses along your shoulders, and moves his hand a little bit. your breathing gets heavier as you feel him run his fingers around where the two of you are connected, easily gathering the wetness around there.

he taps your clit directly, making you jolt and scream into the pillow, legs almost collapsing. you're on fire. warriors smiles against your skin, leaving another kiss near the base of your neck.

"didn't cum?" he asks mockingly.

his other hand soothingly rubs your hair before tilting your head. your teary eyes meet him, and you sniffle. you were a sight to see, and warriors feels some sick satisfaction at the tears on your face, cooing as he wipes them away with his thumb.

"aww, don't cry pretty girl," he says with a wicked grin.

the slightest part of him feels some pity for you, so carefully, he repositions the two of you so you're on your back, and wraps his arms around you tightly, bringing you into a comforting hug before gently rocking into your cunt again.

you wrap your arms around his shoulders weakly, shivering and whining from the overstimulation. he presses more kisses to your cheeks. unfortunately, the pity he has for you really wasn't that much.

"do you want to cum, sweet girl?" he asks gently.

you shake your head 'no.' the overstimulation is just too much. if you thought you were going to die earlier, you're certain you would now if he made you cum. it would be too intense. you don't want it anymore.

"no?" he tilts his head curiously. "but you wanted to so badly a while ago. are you sure?"

you whimper and shake your head 'yes,' not trusting words to leave you anymore. but maybe you should have tried to.

"yes?" warriors cups your face and thumbs your cheek with such care, you'd think he's going to be nice. that cruel smirk makes a reappearance. "as in 'yes, i want to cum,' sweetie?"

your eyes widen and panic fills you as his thrusts begin to pick up again.

"NO!" you wail hoarsely, hands moving to push him off you.

he grabs your wrists easily, pinning them above you with one hand, the other gripping your hip tightly for leverage. your legs flail uselessly in an effort to get him to stop. warriors leans in and kisses you on the lips, swallowing your sounds, and continues to thrust into you deeply. the sound of skin slapping starts reverberating around the room once more, and you're sure your legs will be bruised by morning.

he pulls away, lips hovering just above yours. "if it's too much, you know what to say."

you did know what to say. if you really couldn't handle it, you know what to say. you could, and yet you don't. he smiles against your lips and kisses you again.

he's thrusting rapidly now. his eyes are closed, grunts and the occasional throaty moans leaving his mouth as he chases his own release using you. you feel your own orgasm building up again, and your nails scratch his back as you try to brace yourself for an orgasm that already feels too intense.

warriors' face dips into the crook of your neck, and a throaty moan leaves him. his hips stutter, and you groan at the feeling of a spurt of warmth inside of you as he cums. he thrusts once, twice, and presses himself flush against you as he stops, cock still pulsing inside of you. you whimper loudly at the edge he left you on again.

he silences your noises with another deep kiss, hand stroking your hair, as he gives himself some time to come down from his high.

"you alright?" he asks sincerely.

you nod weakly. his hand goes to caress your side, rubbing soothing circles into your hip. the two of you melt into each others warmth a bit, and for a second you feel like it's over, wishing that maybe he's forgotten about making you cum.

but you knew he hadn't, and warriors' hand eventually moves from your hip to sneak between the two of you and reach your clit. you yelp, thighs coming up to cage his hips, needing to wrap around something to stabilize yourself.

his fingers move quickly, and oh dear hylia it's coming too fast and you want to tell him to stop, but you're cumming before the words can even leave you. and your screaming into his shoulder, biting down hard. it's all overwhelming, and just too damn much oh gods why.

because not only are waves of unbearable pleasure racking over your body, the fucking bastard rips his fingers away from your clit and pulls out the moment you cum, leaving you empty and spasming and clenching around nothing.

you scream loudly enough that he rips you off his shoulder and slams his hand over your mouth. your eyes are screwed shut at the violent pleasure, and warriors is grinning madly at the pathetic sight of your twitching figure below him.

and oh wow, all he's thinking about now is how he wants to have you like this, again.

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he'd make you sit on the edge of his desk so he could eat you out a bit. but it's not much, just slow, lazy licks through your folds and around your clit. he gets messy with it too, trying to get you as wet as possible.

and then he just... stops? you weren't close or anything, but you are absolutely worked up now, wondering what he wants to do. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬 pulls his pants down just enough to free himself and tells you to take a seat with this small smile, like he's actually just asked you to hand him a book or something instead.

he does not even help you get situated. he makes you grab his cock and line him up with your folds yourself, and he bites his lip a little when you've got the tip in. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬 lets you hold onto his shoulders while you ease yourself down, but other than that, 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 does NOT do anything. this asshole might as well be chilling, leaning back with his hands behind his head 😭

you have to take him in shallow thrusts first before you sink down all the way. but the moment you're all the way down and start lifting yourself back up to ride him, his hands are on your hips keeping you still.

he’s got that wicked smile on his face again, asking ‘who told you to ride me?’ he only told you to take a seat, not fuck yourself on his cock. hell, he technically didn't even ask you to cockwarm him. he'll let that slide though. or maybe not, 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 likes finding reasons to punish you

but for now, you’re to sit here all pretty and still for him, keeping his cock warm inside you while he finishes his work. no noises, no movements, no nothing is to come from you. and you know what, he tosses a 'no clenching around him' in there too just to be an asshole (he's going to pinch your nipples or clit on purpose to make your walls flutter around him)

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or you’ve got him pinned or tied to the bed, trying to break through that stubborn pride of his. but that’s a concept for another day. hehe, switch!warriors is such a thought

but 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 holds a place in my heart.

imagining you trying to ride him, except you just can’t go fast enough. and now he just keeps talking about how you can’t even do this, gods you’re such a pillow princess, needing someone else to do all the work. you try to keep your hands on his shoulder for leverage, to go faster. but he knocks them off, meanly saying you’re not allowed to do that

and what are you supposed to do??? how can you try to go faster when he won’t let you?? you’re looking down at him with teary eyes and a bad idea, and you decide to just tug his hair hard, pushing him down into the mattress as you pick up the pace, hand firmly on his chest for leverage and to try to hold him there. he hisses loudly, the sudden change in pace and his hair being tugged that hard nearly making him cum. but he pushes you off of him easily, pinning you beneath him.

why the hell did you think that would do anything? cause now you’ve just pissed him off. or not really, it’s a lot worse. he’s chuckling, half-impressed with your actions. did you really think there’d be no consequences? that he was just going to let that slide?

anywhoooo… anyone got some scenarios for more 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 👀? i’ll probably keep more ideas for him just in mind for now while i work on writing for some others for variety’s sake

but i could also just, not. free will. what if this was just a wars fanpage

"𝐢 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝" -> 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

loves it. absolutely obsessed with how his dick looks going between your breasts, glossy tip reappearing every other second. crazy with how you squeeze your breasts together for him, maintaining eye contact with this glint in your eyes. you both know it's filthy, and your eyes are slightly mocking him for enjoying it so much (sometimes he gets embarrassed, sometimes it riles him up, either way he keeps going).

will basically worship your breasts with his tongue beforehand to get them sufficiently wet. it's not the fastest way to make him cum, but definitely intense. has a hard time picking between cumming on your tits or your face, and it usually ends up in both places.

"𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫" -> 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐤𝐲

likes it and has done it before, but does it only occasionally. prefers something that gives a bit more stimulation, and/or something that also gives you pleasure. when it does happen, he goes slowly and intently. doing it to tease himself and you. it might not be enough to make him cum, but feeling of your breasts wrapped around his dick is pretty nice. and the way you look like this is also just too good sometimes.

"𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭." -> 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝

doesn't care much for it, but he does like to do it as punishment for you. he gets pretty decent stimulation from it, but is also considerate (not in a good way) of how you're not getting anything from it. you aren't getting the pleasure of his dick going inside you, or in your mouth either. no, you need to sit their and squeeze your tits together so that he can pleasure himself using you.

he's a little nice though. won't make himself cum from it, but might edge himself a few times before moving on to something else that will also give you some stimulation. unless we're talking meandom!wars hehehe. will edge himself a bit, cum on your tits or in your mouth, and then leave you there all frustrated with absolutely no relief

"𝐨𝐡, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞?" -> 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐲𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞

you do it to punish him, actually. he's not that into it honestly. it's whatever, and there are so many other things he'd rather be doing. but you'll force him to do it if he's been annoying or bad. this is the only way he's allowed to get relief. so now he's left sliding his dick between your breasts, trying to make himself cum because you won't let him do anything else. eventually if it's getting too hard, you might suckle on his tip a bit while it's peaking from the top. and if he doesn't cum from that, he's not cumming at all

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𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 is dominant, mean, kind of an asshole, but a little nice in just the right ways. the reader that matches his freak just right is submissive, a bit of a tease, sometimes clingy, lowkey teensy bit of a masochist, loves to please him, and willingly submits to his treatments (and sometimes pushes him a lil hehe. more on that in a later post). he loves making you helpless to his will, and you love being helpless to his will

he can read you like an open book, and always checks to make sure that you feel safe with what's going on. and i say 'safe' instead of uncomfortable, because he does want to make you feel uncomfortable sometimes (just physically, like in positions and such). but he will never make you feel unsafe or like you can't say "no" to him. he will stop in an instant if your tears are for the wrong reasons

OK PUNISHMENT TIME i'm essentially continuing this post on reader attempting to take control while riding him. there are some references to my other meandom!wars posts

being submissive by nature, it's not common for you to try and take control. in fact, one of the reasons the dynamic is so enjoyable is because you are surrendering control and decision-making to him; he will do some of the things you want, sure. but it is given how he wants it to be (if at all).

so if this is happening, it's because 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 has made you desperate enough with need and lust that you just need to do it. you need to take control or otherwise nothing's happening, and the thought of nothing happening is driving you mad.

honestly, 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 takes it as a compliment. it's a testament to his skills, to how he's able to make you fall apart with his hands (and dick). but compliment or not, he's not alright with you taking control. he's chuckling to himself in disbelief, wondering if you're actually stupid enough right now to think that you could do something like that without consequence.

this was supposed to be a nice fuck, you riding him while he gets to relax and enjoy the view. and well, you hadn't been doing great on getting much pleasure yourself with how he hadn't allowed you to hold onto anything for leverage. but this wasn't about you. it wasn't supposed to be, at least.

𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 loves the challenge, truly. but it's only if he 'wins' said challenge. it reinforces that idea of you being helpless to his ministrations. and he knows you like it too, so why are you trying to fight him? if there has ever been a situation you considered a 'win,' then he has made you pay for it ten times over.

and 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 is also a firm believer that punishments are not meant to be enjoyed. whatever he decides to do, you might find it enjoyable at first, but it won't be for very long.

you want to feel more? this isn't enough for you? 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 is either going to give you a lot more, or nothing at all. option a/b — overstimulate you to hell and back through either consecutive orgasms or a million and one edges. or option c — give you nothing for the rest of the night. either way, more punishment tends to follow if he thought you deserved it.

today, he's decided to go with option c.

you're pinned beneath him now, and he's giving himself a courteous few moments to come down from the harsh edge you had unintentionally brought him.

"stop clenching," he hisses.

your walls are fluttering around him dangerously, and warriors doesn't care if it's intentional or not. you give a whimper in response, locking your legs around his waist and trying to thrust your hips up into him.

he pulls out of you immediately and squeezes his base harshly in an attempt to make his orgasm go away. he doesn't want to finish before he making you pay. technically speaking, he could go another round if he wanted to. but warriors enjoys edging himself, for a few reasons.

one, it makes his orgasms more intense. two, you like it when he cums hard (it gives you a sense of pride, knowing you did that to him). and three, because you like it so much, he sometimes has fun denying you the privilege of making him cum.

you quiver beneath him, eyes clenched shut and almost crying from frustration. for what's felt like the past hour, he has made you ride him. your thighs burn and your clit throbs from when he had played with it so you'd tighten around him nicely.

warriors breathes harshly through his nose for a bit before glaring down at you. you know he's glaring at you, and it's part of the reason your eyes are clenched so tightly. that had been too close for his liking.

"did you like that, sweetheart?" he chuckles condescendingly. "was your little stunt worth it? worth whatever you think is gonna happen now?" warriors grips your jaw harshly when you don't answer or open your eyes. "look. at. me."

shakily, they open. his gaze is furious, looking down at you sinisterly. he gets off the bed and yanks you up with him, gripping your arms to keep you stable as you stumble a bit. the moment you've got your footing, he lets go.

you stand bare before him, not looking away from his face despite how much you want to look elsewhere. you know he'd punish you for that too.

"answer me."

"i liked it," you whisper. your voice is small and shaky. there's no point in lying when he sees straight through you. "it wasn't worth it."

"get on your knees."

you obey silently, kneeling on the fallen bed sheet, and your pussy begins to pulse again. you make no fuss when he turns you to face the bed. and just to be mean, he yanks the bed sheet out from beneath your knees, leaving you to kneel on the hard wooden floor.

it doesn't take much thinking to guess what will follow; he's had you like this before. you spread your knees and clasp your hands behind your back without being prompted.

warriors sits on the bed in front of you, eyes still narrowed, but face otherwise stoic. his cock stands stiff and bright red in front of you, tip leaking drops of precum. you want to lick them, but you don't dare to move without direction now.

there's no getting out of the deep shit you've gotten yourself into. he's going to find a way to make your situation worse. if you move, he will undoubtedly punish you for it; if you don't, he might be annoyed at you for not doing anything. 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 enjoys being unfair in this way—creating situations where you just can't win

"look who's being good," he muses, reaching out to stroke your face.

you want to lean into his touch. but still, you refrain from moving. the thumb that caresses your cheek lightly runs over your bottom lip before bullying it's way into your mouth and pressing against your tongue. you close your lips around it instinctively, lightly sucking.

"did i tell you to suck?" he snaps. "do you want this to be over? if that's the case, we'll stop right now, i will finish myself off and leave you like this."

you whimper around his thumb, eyes clenching in frustration. closing around his finger had been correct. sucking had not been. if you open your mouth now to answer, you get in trouble. if you don't answer, you get in trouble. you take a breath and shake your head slightly, eyes opening to look at him apologetically.

warriors huffs a small laugh, amused in your choice of response. "you're going to suck me off until i'm satisfied. feel free to try something funny, since you're in such a mood for it."

that is how you spend nearly the next half hour, with his hand in your hair and guiding you how he wants. warriors moves you up and down as he liked, he commands you to use your tongue when he feels like it, and he makes you stop and do nothing but keep his cock warm when he gets close.

your knees are aching, your pussy is dripping onto the floor, and you so badly want to give yourself a bit of relief. it wouldn't be hard with your hands already behind your back. just a small stretch and you're there.

but he'd notice the movement or any reactions in an instant. it wouldn't be worth it. you won't be getting anything good tonight; there's no need to add extra punishment on top of that.

"that's enough," warriors sighs contentedly, pulling you off slowly. your mouth makes a 'pop!' as you let go, giving his tip one last kitten lick. he grips his cock firmly and begins stroking it fast and hard; you won't be granted the privilege of finishing him off. he edges himself two more times before looking down at you again. "open your mouth."

you obey, sticking your tongue out for good measure. a small 'fuck' leaves him at your face, and then you're closing your eyes as he shoots ropes of cum across your face and mouth. a part of him really wants to cum on your hair, an inconvenient cherry on top for you. but it's proven to be a nuisance that tends to just turn you off, and that's the last thing he wants for you right now.

warriors grins at the sight of you, kneeling and covered in his cum. he reaches for your face again, smearing it across your cheeks and tongue.

"wish rancher was here for this. he loves seeing you all marked up." you hear him get up and leave, grabbing something from his bag. "i'm sure the smell would drive him crazy."

when he returns, you feel a damp cloth on your eyelids, softly wiping away the cum around there. you open your eyes and blink a few times. your tongue is still hanging out, and a mixture of his cum and saliva drips onto the floor.

"you're making a mess," he comments, a smirk playing on his lips. another droplet is about to fall, and your body is quivering with how turned on you are. he leans forward with his elbows on his knees, reaching out to twist and pinch your nipples. a pathetic whine leaves you at the sharp zing! of pleasure, and your face screws up. "swallow what you have."

you obey again. he begins to push the remaining cum on your face into your mouth, and you swallow that too. he smiles when you're done, using the washcloth to wipe off the remaining residue on your face and the mess on the floor. warriors plants a light kiss to your lips.

"good job," he coos softly, and you hum at the praise.

he helps you stand and moves you to the bed, wiping away any other sign of mess except for what is between your legs. he wants to leave you feeling the unbearable wetness at the crevice of your thighs for the rest of the night.

the two of you snuggle into each other for warmth, your face burying itself into his chest as you start coming back down to earth, slowly leaving that head space you tend to enter with him.

but you're quickly snapped back when his hand shift to graze your clit. you jump at the sensation. a few seconds pass, and then a finger slowly glides through your folds, the tip catching on your clit again. you can't help the twitch that happens..

"you're not going to cum, sweetheart. i'm just going to play for a bit," he whispers. "i'm going to keep you nice and wet, yeah? but nothing more than this is going to happen."

"liink," you whine.

your hips almost buck at the next slow glide, trying to grind down into his hand, and you barely stop yourself. this is going to be hell, but it's impossible to deny how much you like it. you hike a leg up to grant him better access to your pussy.

"i don't want to hear any complaints." he lightly flicks your clit. another jolt. "maybe if rancher walks in, we'll do something. would you like that?"

"yes," you gasp, beginning to shake like a leaf in the wind once more.

"but i wouldn't let him make you cum, of course. i'll have him use you and leave you on the edge again." another whine leaves you at the thought, both aroused and frustrated. "but he wouldn't like that with how soft he is. next thing i know, you two aren't listening just like last time."

the last time the three of you were together had been... frustrating. twilight is good and gentle and always tries to make you cum twice. while between your thighs, feasting on your pussy and at the brink of pushing you over the edge, warriors had cruelly ordered you not to cum with a stupid grin on his face.

those sort of commands anger and frustrate twilight to no end; it's unfair and sets you up for inevitable failure, even when they're directed towards the rancher. but he also understands that both you and the captain seem to get a kick out of it. it was through those moments that warriors learned that the rancher only ever obeys for your sake. 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 loves to make use of that fact.

but in that moment, twilight couldn't hear what he had said, the sounds muffled by your thighs around his head. he had growled when you tried pushing him off and held your hips down firmly, forcing you to cum on his tongue with a scream.

in all fairness, twilight hadn't disobeyed; he just hadn't heard the captain's order. you can't listen to someone if you can't hear them. but 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 does not care about fairness and is actively going out of his way to be unfair. both you and twilight were punished that night.

you're brought back to the present by the sound of the doorknob twisting. warriors instinctively rolls the two of you over so you're underneath him and covered with his body. his eyes narrow, but light up when twilight steps in. the rancher freezes, not having expected to see... this.

"speak of the devil and he shall appear." warriors sits up and pulls you onto his lap, spreading your legs wide for twilight's viewing pleasure. the rancher zeroes in on your dripping pussy, mouth running dry. "care to join us?"

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this was so much longer than planned, but you know what? who's complaining? who? WHO? no one. now, do i stick this in my meandom!wars collection, or my meandom!wars x reader x twilight collection?

the captain was fucking you into the ground like his life depended on it. you had been teasing him again, being a little shit again, and he was now putting you in your place, again.

he's got your chest pinned to the grass, arms held tight behind you, and a downright sinful arch in your back. your moans and whines were coming out staggered while warriors was talking down to you in the most condescending way.

but you caught something in the corner of your eye. a very still blob of grey and black.

"wo–wolfie!" you cried out, getting cut off by your own moan at a hard thrust.

he wasn't standing close to you two, but was still visible and very clearly frozen in-place.

you felt warriors freeze above you for a second before a hand harshly wrapped around your throat and yanked you up. the hand that had been keeping your arms behind you released with the position change, and you flew to cover your breasts.

"it's just a dog, sweetheart. not an actual person," he snickered while continuing to thrust up into you, slower now, more deliberate and performative almost. his free hand came up to try and get you to uncover yourself. "why don't you give him a show, hm?"

you shrieked and pushed him away, intent on trying to keep your modesty even if it was just a damn dog. but you couldn't do anything else to help yourself. you were sure that wolfie had a full view of warriors' cock going in and out of your cunt, especially from with how your knees were spread.

and judging by where wolfie's eyes were fixed on you, you were right. he had only shuffled backwards a little bit, like he knew he shouldn't be here watching you get fucked like a whore, listening to the increasingly loud 'squelch!'-es coming from your pussy.

you pressed your mouth shut, trying to stay quiet with the unexpected company, but two of warriors' fingers were suddenly forced into your mouth and pressing down on your tongue.

"none of that now. both of us want to hear your pretty noises," he said. "isn't that right, wolfie?"

the sound of his name seemed to snap him out of his daze.

twilight was humiliated at his own behavior. he should've changed course the minute he heard the sound of skin slapping and the captain's voice. but he had kept on walking, morbid curiosity and the security of being in his wolf form overriding common sense.

and by the gods, he couldn't rip his eyes away from the sight. you, ass up face down, mewling and whining into the grass while warriors plowed into you. your face alone—twisted in pleasure, hair mused, mouth hung open—was enough to get his cock rock hard.

then warriors had yanked you up and he stumbled backwards at the sight. it was brief, but your breasts were bare and bouncing with each slow thrust he made into you, and the captain had set a torturous pace that he was sure was just for him. and oh gods, your pussy sounded obscenely wet and he could clearly see the thick, white ring you were leaving around warriors' cock.

seeing you choke on his fingers was doing things to him. twilight didn't think he'd ever do that to you someone, but the way you reacted to it told him that not only was it not the first time, but it was also something you enjoyed.

"—isn't that right, wolfie?"

he needed to leave.

twilight needed to leave right now.

gods, they would hate him if they knew it was him. he needed to leave.

wolfie scrambled and ran away from the scene, faster than he had ever ran before. he ran until he was far away from everyone, where no one would find him. and it was there he shifted back to his hylian form, falling onto his hands and knees, panting as the reality of the last few minutes hit him.

he was beyond ashamed. he wanted to find you and confess everything, confess his sin, confess how he had enjoyed it, confess how he just kept on watching despite his shame. gods, he was mortified with himself.

and in spite of any of that, twilight had never freed his own cock as fast, had never fucked his own fist as wildly, and had never came as hard.

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