Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
At this point, you can really separate Eurovision artists into those who are making actual statements (on their instagram, during the show, in various ways) and those who are completely ignoring the situation and just posting "vote #!!!" on their social media and it's really clarifying
You walked along the road with no true destination in mind as the sun began to set.
You were alone for a change but didn’t mind the lack of company.
The air was sweet and fragrant, the night life beginning to stir around the town as you continued walking.
As you traveled and watched as the houses lit up their candles and the shops closed down as the day winded down to an end.
It was a peaceful moment that you didn’t think you’d have again for a while, not as long as you traveled with Link.
Any of them.
The worst of them was The Captain, you thought to yourself.
And just as you thought it, he appears in front of you.
Surprised just as much as you when you nearly collided with each other. Nothing happened thankfully but you were stunned in your footstep.
“Evenin’ Captin’.” You wink.
Warrior snorts and rolled his eyes. “And here I thought you dropped that name.”
“Would you rather I call you Link?” You grin and begin to walk again.
Warrior doesn’t take the lead like you were expecting him too but that’s just as well. It’s not like you were going anywhere.
“Of course I’d rather you call me by my name. Shame there’s just so many of us.”
“Too many.”
“You love us.”
“If I didn’t, I don’t think there’s any way I would have survived as long as I have with all your shenanigans.” You laugh.
Warrior hums but doesn’t match your energy.
You look at him and raise an eyebrow. “Were you drinking?”
“Hm?” Warrior startles. “No. Not while I’m working.”
“Warrior, you’re always working.” You deadpan.
“Am not.”
“Are too!” You snap back. “And well, whatever. Never mind. I was going to see if you wanted to go get a drink or something but if you’re technically still on the clock then it’s fine.”
“You want to get a drink?” Warrior throws him thumb behind him and tilts his head in tandem. “There’s a place that way where you could get one, cheap, mediocre, but it gets the job done.”
“I was curious if you wanted to drink. I’m actually fine.” You shrug and keep walking.
Warrior gets confused and has to step a little faster to keep up with you before you leave him behind. “I appreciate the offer but I’m fine as well.”
“Fair enough.”
Warrior waits for you to continue but when he sees that you aren’t going to, he speaks up again. “Why only me?”
“Legend says that you’re always thirsty around me, so I figured I’d offer-”
Warrior trips over himself and lands on his knees.
It looked rough.
“Hey, are you ok?” You drop next to him and he pulls himself off of the cobble stone road.
There’s a tear by his knee, right where he landed on it, and it you shifted it just a millimeter higher, then you’d see the very thin cut that’s already begun to bleed.
You hiss and try to gently pull the cloth away to get a better look at it but Warrior’s stillness is more unnerving than you want to admit.
“I’m going to kill him.” Warrior growled.
It was so out of left field that you blinked, sat back and began to laugh.
And laugh.
And laugh.
“And here I thought you were actually hurt.” You gasp. “You scared me for a second. Also, don’t kill Legend- he’s just trying to get under your skin, it’s not so bad.”
“Not so-” Warrior furrows his eyebrow and places a hand over his mouth. “Do you not know what that means?”
You raise an eyebrow with a teasing grin on your lips. “If I said no, would you show me?”
Oh you knew what you were doing.
You and him were playing this game for a while now and this is where you wanted to see what he was made of. If all the back and forth actually meant something to him like it did to you or if he was just having fun with it.
You would have been fine with it either way but you didn’t want to put time and effort into someone who didn’t consider you for more than a second glance. Legend’s comment was honest- if an honest jab- but it was the only clue you had to see where you soldier boy stood with you.
You lick your lips subtly but you don’t miss the way his eyes are drawn to the motion like a moth to candle light.
It emboldens you.
Warrior, while still on the ground, straightens up and you can see the movement of his Adam’s apple just beyond his scarf. “Are... Are implying what I think you’re implying?”
“I never implied anything Link.” You go stand and send him a wink. “I only wanted to know if there was anything I could do to help with apparent problem. But if it’s not serious-”
Warrior jumps to his feet and reaches for your elbow before you can turn away from him fully. “Serious? You want me to be serious?”
“I want you to be honest with me, not some part time lover.” You admit. “Don’t go breaking my heart.”
Warrior has what you can only describe as a face journey.
At first he continues to look confused, before you see the light dawn on his face, before he looks like he could jump over the moon with joy alone and then his face drops again to what you can only describe as mild despair.
Warrior says your name like a prayer and his hands come up to cradle your face.
Your hands find themselves on top of his.
They’re warm.
“Is Legend right then?”
Warrior gulps audibly this time as his swipes his thumb across your cheek. “...Yes.”
His voice is breathless and low and it’s a whisper, a confession and a vow all in a single word.
The air is charged with an intensity you weren’t expecting when he speaks and you’re drawn into his gaze. “If you’re thirsty, what does that me?”
“A tall glass-” He leans down and brushes his nose with yours. Your eyes flutter close, letting him do whatever he’d want to do in the moment, you trust being fully placed in the hands of this man who’s completely captivated you, your heart and soul. You feel his breath move marginally down and you like your lips again from the anticipation of what you hope would happen. “-of water.”
Warrior lets his lips rest on yours and you don’t hesitate to kiss back.
Emboldened by the reaction, Warrior lets his hands travel downward and settle on your waist, pulling you closer to him.
You for your part, rest one hand by his collar bone and the other rests on his jaw, gently pushing and caressing where you want him to move to.
He follows without question and trails off of your lip to kiss your cheek, your jaw and he leaves a trail all the way down to your neck.
You gasp at the cold sensation when he leaves the spots behind and grip his tunic with your hand. “Link.”
He stops. A breath leaves him and he gulps right by your ear. “Sorry. Got carried away.”
“It’s ok.” You say in a small voice.
Warrior grins through his subtle panting and he pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around you entirely and resting his head beside yours. “We can be serious.”
“The group would kill us.” You laugh and tilts your head further into the crook of his neck.
“Probably.” Warrior shrugs. “For either taking to long or making one of the lose a bet, but only for that.”
“Not for being intolerable?” You ask and tilt your head ever so slightly to return the kiss Warrior left on your neck.
He stills and hugs you tighter as result. “I’m going to need a drink.”
“And here I thought I could fix that.” You laugh and try to pull away. “You said.”
“Different.” He growls and keeps you from going through your plan of escape. “Something strong.”
“May I join you in your attempt to quench your thirst?” You snort and give up, letting him hold you as he wants.
Warrior pauses and looks down at you from where he holds you, a dumb smile on his face. “I’d love nothing more.”
Twilight
Learning that Twilight was Wolfie was something you thought would be easy to move on from.
Wrong.
You used to shower Woflie with all sorts of pets, kisses and cuddles and part of you yearns to continue doing so.
But you didn’t want to make it awkward with Twilight.
You figured he only put up with it because he was a wolf and didn’t want to break up the illusion of his secret. Not the mention that the thought of kissing Twilight does something funny to you on the inside and the butterflies don’t leave you alone for hours after you’ve thought about it.
But you missed it.
You missed Wolfie.
Your relationship with Twilight had taken on a new strain and you think the others are starting to notice it much to your chagrin.
He corners you one day, while you’re a little ways away from the group. You’re out of the ear shot and you’re frustrated and awkward.
Twilight lets a big breath out and notices how you can’t meet his eyes. “Are you ok? You’ve been weird this whole time since you found out. Did I do something-”
“No, no. You’re fine.” You’re quick to reassure him. “I couldn’t care less if this is a secret you want for yourself-”
“Ok, but with you being weird to both Twilight and Wolfie, the others are going to notice something sooner or later.”
“I won’t tell them anything.” You say.
“I trust you. I’m just saying.” Twilight crosses his arms and looks at you a little painfully. “But why the change? I thought we were fine.”
“We are fine.”
“Clearly not.” Twilight nearly growls. “You won’t even look at me anymore. You refuse to look at me even now.”
You snap your head to face him head on and chew on your lip as you try to think of the words to defend yourself.
“Why did you let me give you all those kisses?” You say instead. “You knew I wasn’t aware of who you were.”
Twilight stills and his frustration melts from his face. He stares at you with a blank expression only bordering on confusion and realization at the same time.
It’s a weird look.
He doesn’t say anything in response though and the lack of reaction to your very legitimate questions spurs you on.
“What? Are my kisses are special or something? Do you know how weird it is for me to know that you’re Wolfie and still want to kiss the wolf?”
Twilight blushes something fierce, but he nods somewhat. He had a suspicion that was it, but he didn’t think you’d actually say it out loud. “Yes.”
You groan and throw your head back. “Yes to what?”
“Yes to both.” Twilight gulps and shrugs, trying to appear nonchalant. “Of course are kisses are special. And yeah- I get it. It can be weird but I let you... because I like it. It was selfish, I know, but I didn’t care because it was you. Look, if you want to keep kissing Woflie, I’m not going to stop you.”
“But it’s you!” You cry.
Can’t Twilight see what makes this weird? You can’t kiss Wolfie. It’s kissing Twilight! And kissing Twilight is a whole other level of honesty you’re not ready to have with yourself at the moment.
Twilight for his part- looks offended and maybe a little disappointed. “I didn’t think kissing me would be such a terrible idea.”
You panic. “That’s not what I meant. You’re very kissable. It’s just that I-”
“Prove it.”
You look up and Twilight’s in front of you, in your personal space, and he’s leaning down close enough where you can feel his breath fan across your cheeks.
“Uh, um...” You gulp and chance a look at his lips.
Twilight notices.
You don’t see that though. You instead focus on the implication of his words, how he’s placed him in front of you, how he’s not moving any closer to you.
He waiting for you to make the first move.
Do you want to?
You shift yourself closer.
Prove it, he said.
Prove to him that he’s kissable.
Prove to him that it matters if he’s Wolfie or not.
Prove it.
You take a breath and place your hands on his chest, reaching upwards to press your lips against him.
Your eyes close and you feel the contact as an electrifying spark. Your hesitance is clear. It’s a new and foreign sensation for you but it never had to be more than a peck.
Your eyes flutter open again as you pull away but Twilight wraps his arm around your waist, trapping you against him as his other hand cradles your cheek, angling your face back to him gently as he chases after your lips.
They’re softer than you would have thought they would be and the way Twilight moves them against you has you struck stupid.
Your hands snake their way up his chest and wrap themselves around his neck. One of your hands tangles itself in his hair and begins to play with the strands you can reach.
Twilight responds with his own hand traveling past your cheek to your neck and eventually behind your head to entangle his fingers there.
You whines and Twilight pulls away, breathless, with half lidded eyes that have a look that makes you feel weak in your knees.
You gulp and attempt once again to pull away from him. “There.”
“What?” Twilight speaks and it does something funny to you. His voice is low, husky, dangerous.
“Very kissable.” You say with a slight nod to your head, unsure of what to do or say next. The phantom touch of his lips on your is still very much there, but you don’t want to place your fingertips there to mimic it while Twilight is still very much in front of you.
A new hunger darkens his gaze and he smirks with a wicked gleam. “I’m not convinced.”
He pulls you completely flush against him body and you squeak from the intensity behind it. You can feel his chuckle across your whole body and the sound encompasses you completely.
You feel a grin begin to bloom and you almost want to laugh. “What do you want me to do about it?”
Twilight leans down again and brushes his nose against yours. “I think you know.”
“Do I?” You challenge and brush him back. “I could be wrong. I’m not a mind reader.”
“I’ve wanted it for so long, how could you not know?” Twilight’s voice dips even lower and you shiver.
Twilight notices.
Your voice however, goes higher. “Oh.”
Twilight smirks.
“I suppose I can’t leave you unconvinced then, huh?” You maneuver yourself to get comfortable against him and ever so slightly push his head down to meet yours more fully.
“It would be rather rude of you to do so.” Twilight whispers against your lips.
So, you prove it.
Wild
You and Wild had snuck off from the group and were simply chilling by one the many grassy open spaces his Hyrule has to over.
Wild had taken you to a high point that oversaw the whole village any one who tried to make their way up to you.
So you had privacy for the time being.
Not that you guys were doing much, just laying on your back alternating between watching the clouds and taking quick cats naps in the warmth of the sun.
You take a deep breath and let it go, a wide smile on your face. “We should do this more often.”
You heard Wild shift from your side as he rolled over, his head cradled in his hands, his elbows firmly planted into the dirt beneath you. “You think so?”
“Your home is beautiful.” You say. “I want more time to appreciate it.”
“And yet it’s incomparable to you.” Wild whispers.
You still and roll over yourself to face him.
He ends up being closer to you than you thought he’d be and the close proximity takes you off guard. You feel yourself flush a little and shrink down, unable to meet his gaze but it’s not unwelcomed.
“You’re making fun of me.” You mutter.
Wild takes his free hand uses it to tilt your head back up to meet his eyes. “Never.”
You gulp a bit as you glance into the windows to his soul. Sometimes when you catch yourself staring, you can see a sadness there with out end. Sometimes you can see his pain and confusion and you know that there’s not enough magic in the world to fix it.
But now?
You think you see hearts and thought of it being because of you does something funny to your own heart and breath.
You feel his gentle touch on your skin, how his thumb caresses ever so slightly against your cheekbone and chin.
The air is delicately charged with an electricity you wouldn’t have been able to place before.
You both lay there, staring into the other and you see his eyes, dip ever so slightly down.
You gulp.
You want him closer.
You need him closer.
You need him to kiss you.
Right now.
Wild shifts closer and brushes his nose with yours, his lips barely brushing over your own. His breath is hot and moist and you almost whine when he doesn’t close the distance between you.
“Is this ok?” He says after his second of hesitation.
“Please.” You whisper and angle yourself up to brush your lips with his again, the temptation to much for you to bare without any results.
He pulls back just before the distance closes again and you feel your heart drop.
“Please what?” He gulps. It’s loud and nervous and if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was being coy, a tease and a nuisance.
But no, he sounds genuinely concerned about your wording.
Just as quickly as your heart drops it soars again and you could cry with the amount of love you feel in your veins.
You reach up and cradle his face in a similar fashion to how he holds you and pull him closer. “Please.”
Wild takes the answer for what it is, pushing himself all the way in your direction and placing his lips on yours.
There’s a restrained hunger there, you can feel it.
He wastes no time with tangling his hand into your hair, pushing you back so that your back is once again on the ground. Wild traps you beneath you and settles for keeping most of his weight on his opposite hand, leaving just enough room for you to bring your other arm and wrap it around him.
He’s gentle though, like he doesn’t want to frighten you with his desires but you mimic his movements, wanting nothing more than for him to let you love him.
At some point where your lips dance around each others, you move and you place different kisses on his jaw, his cheeks and his scars. You’re pinned underneath him entirely and he holds himself up from crushing you with a single arm on the ground by your head, his hair falling beside your face when he pulls away and rests his forehead against yours.
His breathing comes out in little pants and his eyes close. “I love you.”
You hum and tilts your head up to place a little kiss on his nose. “I love you too.”
Wild let a giddy smile fall across his face before he looks into your eyes and kisses you again.
