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ordon village was one of the loveliest places you had ever been to. you and your daughter had moved here not too long ago, and everyone had been nothing short of welcoming.

fado, sera, ilia, all of the children, they were all so sweet and willing to help you settle in. and you could tell that the kids were eager to spend time with you and your daughter, wanting to get to know the new folks.

and nothing made you happier than seeing how your daughter immediately made wonderful friends, introducing you to all of them even if it meant she was dragging you around by the skirts

"marin!" she called out excitedly. "this is my momma!"

a bright, red-headed child beamed at you. "it's nice to meet you ma'am!"

"well, aren't you quite the courteous little lady?" you cooed, gently squatting to be eye-level with her. "and you have some gorgeous hair."

she giggled at the compliment. "thank you, ma'am!" her eyes widened at something behind you. "that's my dad over there!" marin cupped her hands around her mouth. "daddy, come here!"

you turned your head to spot him and nearly lost your balance, hands reaching for the grass to steady yourself.

to say this man was handsome, was an understatement.

by the gods, his arms looked like they were pure muscle, bulging from just a small wave. you needed to physically rip your eyes away from them to actually look at his face which was also very note-worthy.

he had a smile that was warm and welcoming, like nearly everyone else's around here. and it was usually difficult not to return a smile from any of them, but you felt like you were going to swoon just looking at his general direction right now.

his smile gave way wrinkles around his eyes, undoubtedly caused by too much smiling instead of old age. as he got closer, you could see how his brown locks were faintly speckled with bits of gray. it was all soft and fluffy, and stuck out in just the right places that it made him look ruggedly handsome.

"hello," he greeted warmly when he got close enough. even his voice was swoon-worthy. "you're the newcomer."

"that's me," you said, standing up and brushing your hands on your skirt.

"daddy! i've made us some new friends," marin exclaimed.

"have ya now?" he mused, eyes sparkling with amusement.

nearly five weeks later, and you still felt as if you heart couldn't keep a steady beat around him. you tried to act completely normal for the most part, but there were moments where you just couldn't help but stare.

most of the time it was at his arms, undeniably; it was just impossible to not look at them. he flexed so deliciously whenever the kids hung off his biceps, asking him to lift them up and up. or when he was helping to pick the pumpkins. or when he was catching a goat that escaped from the ranch, hylia above.

you didn't like how you had nearly gotten ran over by one of them at some point, but you most certainly had liked how link had effortlessly scooped you up and out of harms way, like you weighed no more than one of the pumpkins. you tried hard to hide how you needed to clench your thighs together after that.

and the worst part? he had caught your staring every. damn. time.

he would send you a small, sheepish smile at first, both of you embarrassed. but the longer it went on, the more his smile slowly transformed into something more mischievous. it was a sly smirk every time you stared at him now.

and he did unnecessary things just for the sake of being around you more or to just try and flex his arms when you were in sight. he helped you hang laundry on the clothesline; he'd reach for the things that were just a little too high for you; he made a show of running his fingers through his salt and pepper hair; gods-sake, he'd yawn dramatically in the middle of the day and raise his arms above his head.

but he also stared at you intensely when you did certain things. when you propped one of the kids on your hip, or bent over to pick something up, or your sweat made your clothes stick a little tighter to you, or you wore a dress that accentuated your hips or bust a bit more than usual.

you eventually realized though, that if anything was going to happen, you needed to be the one to make the first move. because for all this teasing and 'subtle' flirting, link became quite reserved whenever your daughter was mentioned or came around. he'd look between the two of you softly, and his eyes would light up even more when marin joined the three of you.

the sweet soul didn't want to intrude on the life you and your daughter had already.

and you were going to have to convince him that not only was it too late, but that it was also very welcome.

"apologies if this is a little too personal," you said, "but do you think you'll find someone one day? to be with you and marin."

link's cheeks flushed red, and he looked away from you shyly. you placed a glass of ice water on the kitchen table where he sat.

"oh! uh–maybe. hopefully. one day. if i find someone real nice, i–uh, i ain't against it," he stammered. he avoided looking at you again, focusing intently on the water. you smiled and sat on the chair across from him, resting your cheek against your palm. his eyes flickered to you, and his blush deepened. "uh–um, whatta `bout you?"

"i certainly don't mind finding someone for the two of us," you answered smoothly.

"oh?" link's entire being perked up, a little too quickly he realized. he focused on the glass of water again.

"preferably someone who doesn't mind living with us here in ordon."

"that's uh, pretty fair." a smile was starting to slowly spread across his face.

"and gets along with all the people and children here," you hummed, pretending to look off into the distance.

"makes sense."

it was hard to keep the smile off of your face too, and you looked to see how link was doing. he was fiddling with his thumbs, staring at you softly, those wonderful crinkles around his eyes appearing.

"and it'd be a nice bonus if he was real strong and handsome," you sighed dreamily, making eye contact with him, a sly smirk painted on your lips.

he chuckled, briefly looking down at the glass of water again. "oh yeah?"

"oh yeah," you echoed playfully. you stood up from your seat, walking around to stand next to him. link turned to face you, gently taking your hand in his with a big, stupid grin on his face. "do you think marin would like to have a new mommy?"

he gripped your hips gently, looking at you to make sure it was alright, and pulled you close, resting his head against your stomach.

"she'd love to."

you cheered internally, threading your fingers through his hair oh how long you've been wanting to do that and he chuckled.

"and you don't mind becoming a daddy again?"

neither of you missed how his grip on your hips tightened, and you heard a small sound come from him.

"not at all," he said, looking up at you.

"good." you playfully tugged on his hair a little and he bit his lip. "and this means that now i don't need to keep secretly admiring you from afar, and vice versa."

"secretly?" link chortled. "darlin', ain't nunna your starin' been secret."

you blushed, mouth opening and closing as you tried to save yourself. "well you can hardly blame me. you're quite the looker. and don't you think i haven't seen how you look at me too."

"oh yeah?" he raised an eyebrow, and you yelped as he suddenly pulled you down into his lap. "`n how's that?"

"like–like," you stuttered, "you just, you just look. you know?"

his thumb was rubbing circles into your hip now, one of his hands resting on the small of your back. he had that half-lidded gaze you had seen on him a few times, when his eyes were lingering longer than they should be. it had always been enough to make your thighs clench a little, but this time was so much worse, knowing you might actually find some relief with him.

and oh, spirits above, you were sitting on his lap. link felt how your thighs clenched above him. his grip on you went from firm to tight.

"yeah, guess i do," he answered mindlessly, half-distracted by you.

he shifted you so that you were straddling him now, and you could no longer hide how your breaths were getting heavier. one of his hands came up to cup your cheek, and he looked at you like he was trying to memorize all of your details.

he leaned forward, tilting his face towards your neck and grazing the skin there with his nose before inhaling deeply, as if he was taking in your scent. your pulse thundered under his touch.

"tell me to stop," he whispered.

"no," you replied quickly and shakily.

link pulled back, his hand gripping your jaw lightly and thumb pressing into your cheek, forcing you to look at him. "you'll tell me t'stop if you don't want somethin'."

you saw the look in his eyes, almost pleading you, and cupped his cheek in return.

"i will, don't worry."'

and then he pulled you down to him, your lips clashing together. it was harsh and firm, but somehow soft, conveying all the pent up feelings you two had been holding for these long weeks.

you only pulled away to catch your breath before link was eagerly pulling your lips back to his, like he was trying to devour every breath of yours.

he lifted you up easily, planting you on the table without parting from you, and his hands once again pulled you as close to him as possible, running up and down your body to feel every inch of you. he pulled away at last, if only to begin moving down your neck. a loud moan ripped from your throat as he latched onto a sensitive spot, and his roaming hands groped you harder in approval.

his mouth was everywhere, hot tongue tracing every inch of available skin he could find. a hand came up to tangle into your hair, firmly pulling to expose more neck to him.

"li–link," you whined, hands grasping helplessly at his back, wringing his shirt into your fists.

he growled and bit down at the juncture of your neck. a startled yelp mixed with a moan left you. the hand that wasn't in your hair came up to the center of your chest, harshly pushing you down against the table.

you finally got a good look at him again, and he looked possessed, nothing short of infatuated. the damp spot on your panties grew unbelievably wetter.

his hands gripped the bust of your dress, and panic filled you for a second, thinking he was going to rip the entire thing up. and it seemed like link also realized what he was about to do because he let out a noise of frustration. you yelped as he pulled you back up and twirled you around to unlace the dress, and he had to take deep, calming breaths when he realized there weren't any.

"how do you take this damn thing off?" link all but growled.

you had to take a second to catch your breath. "bed first," you panted. "over there." you waved in the general direction.

he gripped your wrist gods his hands were huge, he could probably fit both wrists in one hand easily and dragged you to the bedroom.

"there," he said. "now off."

a grin spread across your face despite the terrible neediness you felt down there. "why me first?" your hands went to the hem of his shirt, tugging it up. "you go first."

link rolled his eyes but complied hastily with a faint smile. your mouth fell open again at the sight. despite being covered with a nice, healthy layer of fat, his muscles looked chiseled. your hand reached up to gently touch his chest, as if seeing if it was real.

he quickly grabbed your wrist again before you could touch him. "your turn." your face flushed red, suddenly embarrassed. he smirked at your reaction and scoffed lightly. "don'tcha get shy on me now, darlin'."

you smirked back at him and pulled your panties down first, slowly, and his attention was drawn to the wet spot you made sure he saw before tossing them aside. your hands then reached to bunch your skirts up, pulling it up and over. the moment it went past your head, link grabbed hold of it and practically threw it across the room.

his eyes roamed your bare body, greedily drinking it all in. his hands squeezed the plush of your hips, traced the curve of your breasts that sagged slightly, and ran along the stretch marks on your stomach—remnants of your pregnancy.

"spirits, you're gorgeous," he said, more to himself than to you.

the flush on your face travelled down your neck the more he stared at you. but the fire between your thighs eventually ruled over any embarrassment and hesitation you were feeling, and you pulled his face towards yours again, pulling on his hair.

it snapped him out of his daze, and he pawed at your flesh, throwing you onto the bed and crawling on top of you. his arms caged you in, and somehow in between all of this, he had managed to remove his pants as well. you tried looking down to catch a glimpse of what was to come, but he made you look back at his face first.

"this-this alright?" he breathed with heavy pants.

your eyebrows shot up in amusement and you ran your hands along his chest, savoring the feel and sight. "you ask this after stripping me?"

he grinned a little, mouth moving back to your neck. "just makin' sure."

"stop talking," you said playfully, another moan escaping you as he suckled at the skin. "your–your mouth's good at–at ah other things."

he pulled off with a small 'pop' to briefly speak. "whatcha know about those things?"

"i'm–i'm lookin' ahh"—he flicked at your pebbled nipples, moving down to take one of them into his mouth—"link oh gosh."

you arched into his mouth, shivering as his tongue laved across your breast. his other hand continued to tweak the other nipple and your hands flew to rake lines across his back.

"you didn't answer m'question," he murmured, gently nipping at your bud.

you jolted at the feeling, nails digging into his skin.

"l–looking to find out."

link opened his eyes to look at you. head tossed back, shaking like a baby goat, and lost in pleasure, pleasure that he was giving you. a thrum of satisfaction went down his spine.

"i'll show ya. don't worry, doll."

his hands stayed at your breasts, continuing to flick your nipples, but his mouth started traveling south and your breaths got heavier.

your eyes cracked open, just to see what he was doing, and you snapped them shut at how intently he was maintaining eye contact with you. link narrowed his eyes and harshly twisted your nipples making you squeal.

"watch. me."

your pussy throbbed, and you forced your eyes open to look at him, slowly propping yourself up on your elbows. he held your gaze as his hands gripped and massaged the fat of your thighs, and you continued to watch as he pried them apart, leaning down and inhaling your natural scent.

link's eyes damn near rolled to the back of his head, and he could see through his peripherals how your pussy was pulsing, clenching around nothing. he leaned forward and licked a slow, broad stripe through your folds.

your mouth dropped open into a perfect 'o,' and your eyes almost fluttered shut at the feeling, but the hard warning squeeze he gave your thighs prevented it. his breath fanned against you as he spoke.

"why's it ya got a problem lookin' when i ask you t'do it?" he licked you again. you whimpered as his tongue ran directly over your clit, swirling around it a bit. "this gonna be a problem, doll?"

you looked at him and gulped. "n–no, it won't."

"good."

link dove in again, and he didn't hold back anymore. every run of his tongue was eager, made with the intent of drinking down every drop of slick your pussy had to offer for him and having you writhe under him.

your stuttered whimpers turned into full-blown gasps and moans, and your fists clenched the bed sheets tightly in order to ground you down to something.

and dear gods, you watched him through it all. you watched how he lapped at your entrance, pressing his face into you so he could fuck you with his tongue. you watched as he pulled back only to look at your pussy up close in awe, spitting what he had gathered in his mouth back on it. you watched as he flicked your clit with the tip of his tongue before fiercely sucking on it, making obscene noises every time he pulled off.

you watched till his chin and nose were practically soaked, till it was too much to bear.

"link, i'm gonna–i'm gonna cum!" you squeaked, thighs trembling so much he had to wrap his arms around them to keep you from squirming away from his mouth.

"you's better keep watching."

your arms gave out and the back of your head hit the bed, hand flying up to muffle a scream as you came, eyes slamming shut and your whole body shook. you gasped for breath as the tremors continued to rack you, intensifying in pleasure as he continued to suck, not letting up for a moment.

"link–link! it's too much!" you wailed. "wait, please!"

his lips popped off your clit with another obscene 'pop,' granting you a momentary reprieve. "you didn't listen." you squealed as he wrapped his lips around your clit again, sucking it briefly before rapidly flicking it with his tongue.

"LINK! please, i can't!" you begged.

he didn't listen, just held your thrashing hips down harder and continued to torment your poor pussy as a seemingly never-ending peak drew closer and closer and—

you screamed again, loud and raw, as you came in his mouth for a second time.

"pleasepleaseplease link, please!"

your body curled inwards, and you fisted his hair in your hands, trying to push him off. but your grip only made him moan into you, sending tremors straight through your body again.

at last, he pulled away from you. a string of spit or slick—you couldn't tell—still connected his mouth to your pussy and broke when he licked his lips.

one of your hands rushed to cover your throbbing clit and core to protect him from abusing it anymore, and the other remained in his hair as if it would keep him from getting any closer. you collapsed against the bed once more, gasping and chest heaving as you tried to regain control of your breaths.

he came up to face-level with you, peppering your face with small kisses. you tilted your head, capturing his lips with your own, tasting your own arousal that covered much of his face.

"you alright?" he asked.

you softly glared at him through your pants. "what do you think?"

he chuckled, laying his head on your chest. you stroked his hair gently. "i think i shoulda kept goin' at it." you scoffed and gave his hair a tug. "but i didn't wanna make you go that far."

your eyes widened in bewilderment. "how far did you want to go?"

he stroked your side, listening for your breaths to even out and heart rate to come down. "maybe two or three more?"

you opened your mouth to reply, but it turned into a breathy moan as link pushed aside the hand covering yourself, gently pressing a finger into you.

"i ain't not done with ya yet, darlin'," he said, searching for that spongy spot within you. "been wantin' t'have ya for a long time. spent too long thinkin' `bout you."

"what"—you whined when he sucked the column of your neck again—"what did you think about?"

he nibbled on your skin a little before running his tongue over the spot. "think bout the way ya got marin on your hip. makes m'feel warm inside." his fingers crooked just right and you clench around him a bit. "how good you look bendin' over s'mthing. gets me real hard sometimes." his free hand that had been roaming kneaded the plush of your tummy. "think `bout how good you's look all round."

you whimpered at that. gods, you wanted another child. but you couldn't bring yourself to bring another one into this world alone, with no one by your side.

you might not have to now.

link peered up at you, noticing your reaction. his eyes darkened at the thoughts that filled his head. "you want that? get all pretty `n swollen with my kid?"

"y–yes," you said. "i want another babe, link. been wanting one."

you gasped as another finger pushed its way into you, massaging the spot that made you mewl in pleasure. link looked at you with an intense mixture of awe, disbelief, hunger, and desperation.

spirits, not only did you want to have him and marin in your life, as part of your family. but you also wanted to have a kid with him? that feeling of warmth inside him grew impossibly, feeding into the fire fueling him now.

he pulled his fingers out of you, and you saw how he almost went to make you suck them, but last minute put them in his own mouth. his eyes fluttered shut as he licked his fingers, savoring the taste of you.

you swallowed at the sight, unbelievably turned on despite having just came twice. he let his fingers slip out of his mouth, half-lidded gaze focused on you, and his hand fell downwards to stroke himself. you went agape at the sight of his cock. link was huge. his length seemed normal, maybe a bit more than average, but the girth was... impressive to say the least.

"link, it's..."

"we'll go slow," he reassured you. "i'll go at your pace."

"o–okay."

he stroked himself a few more times before running his tip through your folds, gathering your slick. you whined again as he bumped your clit a few times, the nub still feeling oversensitive. finally, he began easing himself in.

small, shallow thrusts that went just a bit deeper each time. link was gritting his teeth, switching between staring at where you two were connected and squeezing his eyes shut, absorbed in the feeling. he stilled once full sheathed inside you, giving time for you to adjust. a small smile crept onto your face through all the noises you were making.

"can't keep your eyes open?" you teased.

his eyes cracked open slowly, looking at you menacingly. he pulled out slightly before thrusting back in with a bit of force. you yelped.

"real funny comin' from you."

he took your attitude as a sign that you were fine, and pulled out a decent bit before plunging back in. you gasped, hands scrambling to find purchase on his back.

Link set a firm pace, carefully gauging your reactions so he didn't go too hard. but you were moaning like a whore, basking in the sensation of his cock rubbing just right against every part of your insides. a wolfish grin spread across his face.

you squeaked again as his thrusts start getting rougher, and link's hands went back to your breasts, twisting and pulling at whatever he could find. a jolt went through you with every flick of your nipple, and his mouth began traveling all across your chest, this time leaving marks everywhere he could.

every thrust was punctuated with his hips being pressed flush to yours, burying himself as deep as he could inside you. gods, the idea of filling you up with his cum, of putting a child in you? he was gonna go insane.

he looked at where his hands were, pawing at your chest, and wondered how tender your breasts would become. he imagined your hips swelling, your belly growing bigger, oh hylia he knew you'd look like you were glowing through it all even if you didn't think so.

oh fuck— link slowed his pace down, much to your distress. he was going to cum sooner than he wanted to if he kept thinking like that.

"why'd you slow?" you whined.

your legs wrapped around his waist, desperately trying to roll your hips against his. he hissed a little as you clenched down on him dammit you're so fucking tight. he wanted to pin your hips down to stop you from moving, but a part of him wanted to see you like this, wanted to see how far you'd go.

you kept moving your hips, meeting him halfway with each shallow thrust he made. it didn't take long to see that it wasn't enough. where you couldn't try to meet him, you tried to pull him closer with your legs. but this damn man was too strong. it would've been easier to try and wrestle a goron.

"easy, easy," he gritted out. "no rush."

you just whined pitifully again. "why'd you slow down?" you repeated.

"spirits, woman. you're gonna make me cum—"

"then cum!" you begged. "cum inside! please, just. fuck. me!"

he snapped his hips against yours, no longer concerned about anything but reaching his own peak. there was little ceremony to it now, and you moaned unabashedly, and you just told him to cum inside you.

link's head bowed down, tensing and slightly loosing his rhythm as he drew closer. "fuck, darlin'." his hand reaches down to toy with your clit, and that's all it took to have you unravelling around him with a scream. your pussy clamped down on him hard, and he couldn't help how his cock twitched almost violently, before spurting out his cum.

a guttural moan left him, and he thrusted slowly, working the both of you through your orgasms. he looked down again, seeing how a milky ring was forming around his cock, some of his spend spilling out from between your lips from how much he had cum.

he slipped out of your trembling form and wiped his cock clean with his hand before collapsing next to you. he panted, looking at his dirtied hand contemplatively before reaching down between your legs again, wiping his cum against your pussy and pushing in any dripping rivulets back inside you. you moaned at the sensation and obscenity of it.

"you tryna get me pregnant?" you half-whimpered, half-joked.

he gave you a look. "you're the one who was askin' for it."

"mmm, maybe. but you confessed first."

he rolled his eyes, and you looked at him softly, chest still heaving and littered with hickies. Link swore his heart skipped a beat.

he leaned forward, capturing your lips in another kiss like he was sealing in everything that had happened tonight. you pulled away, a giddy smile on your face, and he felt one came across his face too.

he pressed a kiss to your forehead and buried his face in your neck.

"who cares? m'gonna have a family with you anyway."

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imo, when it comes down to how much of a munch people are, you also need to consider how likely they are to just glue their mouth to your pussy and ignore your pleas to stop.

for example, 𝐬𝐤𝐲 loves to eat you out. he absolutely would ignore how his dick is leaking precum like a broken faucet to please you instead. but he's also the type to stop after one orgasm.

unless you tell him your into overstimulation and want him to keep going, he'll most likely just be one and done. he's sweet in bed and never pushes you to handle more than what he knows you can take. side note: i do think he'd be into receiving overstim. this man is definitely a bottom-leaning switch, and he gets so deliciously whiny in bed. it's easy to make him sing real pretty for you

but 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? i mentioned this in another ask (i think it was anon askin who else would be a mean dom?), but twi finds a lot of pleasure in your pleasure. he loves your taste, your smell (he has a scent kink he won't really admit to), and all the noises you make. what reason is there to stop when he just gets more of what he loves the longer he does it?

𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 is also a lowkey munch. he loves to run his tongue through your folds and drink down your pussy juices. can and will do it for hours on end while ignoring his own wants. but here's the thing, he's very much a dom and doesn't do anything without reason

sometimes the reason is as simple as he just wants to do it and see how much you can take in which case he'll just munch on you for a long time while counting how many times you cum. the other times, he's doing it as a way to exert control over you or as a reward.

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"T-Twi! Someone's gonna mmh—!"

He slammed his mouth against yours, effectively shutting you up. You yelped and blushed, freaking out over the thought of getting caught, in your night clothes nevertheless.

"They're all asleep," he whispered between kisses. "Ain't no one comin' out here."

"You don’t—you don’t know—"

He caught you in another kiss, licking into your mouth this time.

"I'll hide us before we get caught."

Your hands tangled into his hair, tugging him back so you could talk. Twilight groaned at the feeling, but glared at you like you had committed a horrendous crime.

"Twi," you whined. "Wha—what's gotten into you? Captain's still doing a watch. He's gonna notice!"

"Told `im I couldn't sleep, and that we's goin' for a walk."

You erupted into a severe blush. A walk? In the middle of the night? Hateno Village was well-lit, but the woods he had dragged you into were very much not, and there was no chance that Warriors wouldn't have taken note of which direction you two had gone in.

"And you think he actually believed that?!"

"No, `n I don’t care."

Embarrassment flooded your entire system, but before you could say anything Twilight was kissing you again. He pulled your hands from his hair and pinned them against the bark above you with one of his hands. The other started bunching up the thin material of your night shirt and reaching to undo the bindings around your chest.

You shivered when his fingers grazed your skin, a trail of goosebumps raising in their wake. He finally found the loose end and gave it a firm tug, a whine leaving you as your breasts were exposed to the cold air, nipples pebbling. Twilight wasted no time abandoning your lips in favor of your chest.

Another loud noise was ripped from your throat as he ran his tongue around your nipple, pinching and twisting the other with his free hand. You pressed your lips together tightly and tried to more or less stop breathing in an effort to stay quiet.

He kept at it for a solid few minutes, taking your silence as a challenge and trying to pull out as many noises from as he could you. The hand holding your wrists together eventually let go as he began travelling south, now busying themselves with tugging your pants down. You hurriedly yanked your shirt back down to cover your breasts, still concerned that someone might see you.

Twilight glanced up at you with hooded eyes, mildly annoyed. It sent a jolt straight to your pussy, wondering what he was going to do.

"What's gotcha so shy? You `mbarrassed?" He decided to stop, resting his hands on your hips and kneading the flesh there. Your pants were only down to mid-thigh, and your underwear was still on. Twilight was still looking up at you as he nosed along the edge of it, breath fanning over your clothed cunt where he could see a wet spot growing. "Can stop if ya really want. Go back now, `n Cap'n won't be thinkin' we done nothin' funny."

"I-I...," you trailed off.

You knew he was right. If you really wanted to, you could tell him to stop and he would listen. But you didn't. You'd have to deal with Warriors' knowing look later, but you were far too horny now.

Your face screwed up in embarrassment yet again. Twilight grinned wolfishly as you pulled your underwear down for him, letting the clothes fall to the ground. Your hands found their way into his hair once again, but this time you tugged his face forward and towards your cunt.

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it's mainly because he has a hard time monitoring his reactions once you start getting him riled up. he can play nice and behave appropriately, but it's not too hard to miss the darkened look in his eyes, a wolfish gaze narrowed in on you, or the clench in his hand from fighting the urge to grab you

it's fun to play around with though. rowdy nights out in the tavern are the best time to strike, because not too many people around give a fuck about whatever's happening between you two, but there's enough people around that 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 will get pissed off at you

you're acting funny, but he doesn't think too much of it because both of you are two drinks deep. touching his chest a little boldly, keeping his hand in yours, pecking his cheek often. they're all little things anyone could mistake as drunk affection

up until you disappear to the restroom for just a minute, returning with a mischievous smile that his him raising an eyebrow. you're leaning in, telling him you found a gift in there for him, and discreetly slipping something into his hand

it's been in 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭'𝐬 hand for less than a second before he realizes what it is, tensing like he just heard someone unsheathe their sword. it's your underwear, a black lacy pair that he knows is new since he had torn the other one to shreds. his other hand flies out, quicker than lightning, to grab your wrist and hold you there. but you twirl away before he touches you, dancing towards the barmaid

his jaw is clenched so unbearably tight that he might just break his teeth. with how it's sitting in his fist, his fingers are pressing directly into a sopping wet patch right on the crotch. if the damn place didn't reek of sweat and alcohol, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 would probably be able to smell it without even raising it towards his face

you're looking at him from across the place now, smiling like a sly fox. and the only thing he does for now is just stare back at you, unblinking. the piece of lace is completely balled up now, and he shoves it deep into his pocket

this is the closest you'll get to 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 fucking you like he hates you. he doesn't care about your pleasure, and he won't for a very long time. the gentleman who's usually hellbent on making you cum at least twice on his tongue before he even thinks of taking care of himself is gone

this is all about indulging himself now. 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 is using your body and seeking out to only pleasure himself. he doesn't care whether you cum or not. if he feels like fucking you for an hour straight, he's going to do it. if he wants you to drench his tongue for an hour straight, he's going to make you do it. if he wants to use your mouth for an hour straight, then he's going to do it. or, well, unless you tap out. he'll respect that

he's talking nothing but pure filth. it's a combination of praise and degradation. "couldn't've waited just a lil longer f'me, could'ya? m'sweet girl had to go actin' like a slut round the whole town. `n look at where's that gotcha now. turned'ya into a real slut f'me. y'got anythin' to say? no? pretty lil head's all gone, now ain't it. s'fine darlin'. i'll bring'ya back to me later. jus' keep bein' good f'me now, yeah?"

you're going to lose your mind; it's inevitable. whether it's from overstimulation, getting fucked too dumb, or not cumming until the very end is a game of chance. but 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 knows he fucks good, so there is a high chance you'll cum at least once while he's busy enjoying your sweet body. but if you don't, he'll make sure that you do at the end :) bringing you to a sweet, gentle climax if he's feeling calmer and satiated (if he's not, then uh, he'll still make you cum. but it won't be sweet nor gentle)

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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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