This story contains no sex scenes! Imagine that, coming from me J
It had been almost two weeks since Link had beaten the evil Ganondorf, and returned Hyrule to her former glory. Zelda stared into the fountain just inside the palace courtyard, thinking about her Hero of Time. She’d almost returned him to his childhood with the Ocarina of Time after this last confrontation with the evil one. Thank goodness the romantic kiss he’d given her made her change her mind.
Not that she hadn’t felt anything for him before that. She’d seen him when she appeared to him as Sheik, and admired his handsome body, heard his deep masculine voice, and became lost in his blue eyes. But their duties to save Hyrule had to take top priority at that time. But now that Ganondorf was dead, Link finally came forth with his true feelings. Now they could finally admit what they had denied themselves for so long: true love for each other.
Tonight he was coming to the castle for her, because he said he had something important to ask her. Very important.
She had taken a long hot bath, and selected a beautiful purple dress to wear when he came for her. Her hair was french-braided in the back, and she had dusted just a hint of blush on her cheeks and applied some red lipstick. Tonight was definitely going to be a real date, he told her. No more obstacles, no more holding back.
But she didn’t want to appear too eager. Since she had no idea where he was taking her, to look too excited would make her just a little…well, too predictable. She would have to play hard to get, a little cat and mouse couldn’t hurt, could it? She laughed to herself as that thought crossed her mind.
Then one of her servants entered the courtyard. "Your majesty, Link has arrived."
Suddenly her heart began to race.
She cleared her throat. "Thank you," she told him.
He bowed and exited, leaving her there alone.
Checking herself one last time in the fountain, she hurriedly ran to the door, then paused to open it slowly, not wanting to give her excitement away too early. But inside her heart was going pitter-patter as Link sat on his horse admiring her, flashing her a brilliant smile, and removed his cap.
"Good evening, Zelda. You look…simply marvelous."
He was wearing his red tunic, her favorite. As she eyed his muscular frame, she couldn’t wait for his arms to be around her. He dismounted Epona, walked towards her, took her hand in his and brought it to his lips. When she felt his kiss against her hand and watched him close his eyes, complete giddiness took over her whole body. She felt herself blushing, hoping he did not notice. He was in love with her, and it felt so good, so complete. He leaned in closer to her and smelled her neck, taking in her scent slowly and fully.
"What is that….jasmine?" he whispered in an almost sinful, seductive tone. Her eyes fell to the ground.
"Yes," she whispered. "Do you like it?"
He grinned at her from ear to ear and his eyes held that wonderful sparkle in them, grasping her hand tighter. He smelled her again, then planted a soft kiss on her cheek.
"Yesss," he whispered faintly.
His warm breath against her made her close her eyes and smile. He had such a way of making her melt when he spoke to her, and when he touched her. Then he cleared his throat.
"Shall we go, your Majesty?" he asked, holding out his arm.
"Why, yes, I believe we should," Zelda replied, taking his arm and letting him lead her to his horse. He helped her mount Epona carefully, then he got on behind her. When he saw the back of her hair with the baby’s breath weaved into it, he smiled.
"I love your hair this way," he said. "It’s very different, very pretty."
"Thank you," she replied, wondering what he was going to do next. He hadn’t made a move yet to pull her next to him, as she so wanted, but she would wait for him to make that move.
"So…where are we going?" she asked curiously.
That’s when she felt his left hand curl around her waist, deliberately taking his time, feeling the purple silk around her slender form.
"It’s a surprise," he said. "I think you will be very pleased."
Then he gave Epona the signal to take off, and she did, right across Hyrule Field. The sun was setting low in the sky, turning it deep shades of pink, purple and orange.
They passed Lon Lon Ranch, then the entrance to Gerudo Valley.
Must be going to Lake Hylia, she thought. It had been quite a while since she’d been here.
Nearing the gates, Link slowed Epona down and when she came to a complete stop he slid off her back and held both his arms out for his Princess.
"Come here," he said.
Smiling, she leaned over and let him pull her down. She wound her arms around his neck as he steadied her. They looked into each other’s eyes for a moment, then Link reached down for her hand. "Let’s go," he whispered, lacing his fingers into hers. The sky was turning a bit darker now as they walked hand in hand, across the bridge, out to the little island, where there was a small boat waiting for them. Inside it were some small lit votive candles and what appeared to be a chilling bottle of champagne. Zelda felt Link’s hand tighten around hers.
"What is this?" she asked, her eyes brightening.
"It’s a boat, Zelda," he teased. "You know…with oars?"
"I know that," she replied, her eyes slowly meeting his again, holding a twinkle in them.
"I mean, what’s all this for?"
"Well…get in and I’ll show you," he said, squeezing her hand again. Smiling at her devilishly, he helped her into the boat and made sure she was secure inside, then he got in and untied it from the pole nearby. Then he gave it a good shove, pushing it away from the shore, and took the oars in his hands, slowly rowing them out into the middle of the lake. The sound of frogs and crickets began to fill the night air, as the last rays of daylight were leaving the horizon. When they reached the spot Link had chosen, he stopped the boat and placed the oars inside it, reaching for the champagne bottle.
"Beautiful evening, isn’t it?" he asked, peeling the foil away.
Zelda looked all around them. "Yes, it is. Absolutely beautiful."
She leaned up on her hands, sniffing the night air. Then she shivered a little, as the breeze coming across the water felt a little cold. Link grabbed a blanket from inside the boat and placed it around her shoulders, not saying a word. When their eyes met, he almost moved in to kiss her, but pulled away. Not taking his eyes away from hers, he reached for the champagne bottle again, and gave the cork a good twist and….
Bubbles spewed all over his hand and they both started to laugh. He reached down into the boat, lifted out two glasses, and began to pour the champagne.
"Oh, look, Zelda, isn’t that a firefly I see out there?"
She looked over to her left.
Link quickly slipped something into the glass.
"No, don’t see anything," she said. "Must have flown away."
"Hmm," he replied. "Must have."
He handed her the glass, then set the champagne down into the bucket.
"Here’s to us," he said, raising his glass.
"To us," she replied, clinking her glass against his. She let the coolness of it slide down her throat as she drank it, closing her eyes.
"My favorite champagne. How did you know?"
"Just a hunch," he said, shrugging his shoulder.
He watched and waited in anticipation. She ran the rim of her finger around the glass, in deep thought.
"Link, I’m so glad my kingdom is back to normal again. It feels so good to wake up every day and see that my people are happy and content."
"Well, I just got Ganondorf for you. This kingdom wouldn’t be near what it is if you weren’t here," he said.
"Oh, Link, that’s not true. It would be the most beautiful place on earth, regardless of whether I existed or not."
He leaned forward. "You’re wrong, Zelda. I am looking at the most beautiful part of this kingdom, and if you weren’t in it, I would be a very lonely man. Very lonely indeed."
She smiled. "Oh, Link"…
Then she raised her glass, and felt something against her teeth. Eyeing it strangely, she reached in with her fingers…
"Link…what is this?"…she exclaimed in surprise. He grinned at her from ear to ear, then moved quickly to sit beside her.
"It’s…an engagement ring, Zelda."
He took her hand in his, put his arm around her and leaned into her ear.
"Will you marry me, my beautiful Princess?" he asked. "Please say yes. I love you, Zelda."
He took the ring out of the glass and placed it on her hand. "I hope I’m not moving too fast, it’s just that"…
"Oh, no, Link, it’s not too fast. Not at all," she whispered. "I…would love to marry you." He took a deep breath. "So…your answer is definitely yes?"
She caressed his face with her hand. "Yes, Link. I’ve loved you since the day I saw you."
Link’s arms tightened around her. "Good."
He moved his lips closer.
"Now…I wish to kiss you as deep and romantic as you so deserve. Will you let me?" he asked.
Say no to this? Never!
"Please"…she whispered. He took the glass from her and set it down, then blew out each of the candles. She felt butterflies in her stomach as he cradled her face in his hands, running his thumb across her bottom lip, tracing it ever so delicately, looking her deep in the eyes. "Tell me…are you still cold?" he asked.
She shook her head. "No, not now." He tilted his head to the left, and she tilted hers to the right….
The most magical feeling in all the world overtook her as he brought her lips to his, and she could taste the sweet champagne on his mouth as he covered hers with it. He was a little shy at first, then got bolder and bolder, taking his time, relishing every bit of her sweet mouth. She moaned a little against him as he grasped her face a little harder, then felt the tip of his tongue flicker against her lips. He was demanding entrance, and she responded by opening her mouth so he could explore her. She felt the vibrations of his moan as he slipped his tongue in, delicately dancing against hers. This was exquisite. She’d heard about this kind of kissing before from Princess Ruto. Apparently she knew of this quite well. Zelda was a little shy, not sure if she would like it or not, but she felt her heart beating wildly as Link’s mouth against hers was creating some very heated feelings within her. His hands moved from her face down to her waist, and he pulled her closer. This was the first time they’d been totally alone, with no interruptions, nothing to keep them from enjoying each other like this. She wound her arms around his neck, stroking the back of it with the tips of her delicate fingers, feeling his hair.
Immediately, he pulled away from her mouth and tilted her head back, so he could have access to the soft skin there, then began kissing her neck. She drew in a sharp breath, for she’d never felt a man’s lips on her neck before. She could only imagine the other things he would do to her once they were married.
"What?" he whispered back, his hands running through her hair now.
"You feel…so good"….
Then his kisses became hungrier, as he breathed in her scent of jasmine. She gripped his shoulders as he let his tongue explore her neck even further, moaning against her.
"Link…Link…we should stop"…she whispered.
His breathing ragged, he pulled away and looked at her with dreamy eyes.
"Perhaps we should," he said. "I’m so sorry. I get so carried away when I think about you, and now I’m kissing you, and…it seems as if I can’t control myself, which is not very gentlemanly of me."
She smiled. "Link, there’s no way you could not be a gentleman, or I would never agree to marry you."
She cuddled her head against his shoulder, and they looked at the rising moon together.
"I don’t want to go home," she said.
"Who says we have to?" Link asked, laying the blanket out on the bottom of the boat. He stretched out on it, careful not to teeter the boat too much, then reached for her.
"Come here, let’s just hold each other and fall asleep, and I shall return you home in the morning."
Indeed that evening was quite magical, as they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, the boat floating smoothly across the glassy lake. There was barely any breeze, and Zelda felt so safe in comfortable in the arms of her beloved. It was almost a shame when the sun began to rise the next morning. Almost like clockwork, they both stirred as the birds chirping in the surrounding trees signaled the beginning of the new day. Link looked down at her and smiled.
"Good morning," he whispered.
"Good morning," she whispered back.
Her hair had come apart from its french braid a little, and baby’s breath fell across her cheek. He pulled it loose and stroked her nose with it.
"You’re…quite beautiful in the morning, Zelda. I can’t wait until I see you every day like this"…
Then she felt his moist lips against hers, and his strong arms around her waist.
Without thinking, she slipped her hands around his neck again, running her hands through his hair. It truly was a deep and wonderful kiss, full of passion, but yet he managed to restrain himself from going any further. When he pulled back and looked down into her eyes, he could see an expression of deep satisfaction on her face.
"Link…you’re a wonderful kisser," she whispered.
He laced his fingers through her left hand, and caressed her fingers.
"Well, you’re not so bad yourself. In fact, you’re making me feel things I shouldn’t be feeling until we’re married."
They giggled softly.
He examined her hand, admiring the ring he’d placed upon it.
"Say, aren’t you an engaged woman now?" he teased. "What are you doing out here with me?"
She slapped his chest and laughed out loud.
"Yes, I am. I’m engaged to the most wonderful man in the world."
His eyes twinkled. "Well, in that case, he'd better not find us out here alone, lest I be in big trouble"…
"What would you say…if we eloped somewhere? Why should we go through all the hassle of a wedding, when we can go get married tonight? In the Lost Woods? What do you think? Of course, if you say no, I would understand, and would not argue the issue. Every woman dreams of the perfect wedding, am I right? I certainly wouldn’t want to take that away from you, if that is what you want."
She played with the bow of his tunic, desperately wanting to untie it.
"Link, I think the sooner we get married, the better. If we plan a huge royal wedding, that will take weeks. I want to be your wife tonight."
Her imagination wandered to his handsome body, and what lay underneath that tunic. No, she didn’t want to wait.
"Very well then," he whispered. "I’ll come for you about 7 pm. Tell no one, not even Impa, okay?"
"Okay," she agreed. They pulled the boat ashore, gathered up the blankets and champagne, and hurried back to the castle. Link kissed her one last time at the gate. "For now I leave you," he whispered. "But after tonight, I shall never have to leave you again."
The day passed very slowly, of course. Zelda gathered up a little bag of clothes, and selected what she would wear tonight, a simple off-white dress with puffed sleeves, and a three-tiered skirt. On her head she would wear a simple crown of flowers and baby’s breath, tied in the back with deep pink ribbons.
Link tidied up his treehouse, making sure there was not a speck of dust anywhere. He arranged everything so that it would be the most romantic thing she saw when they returned tonight from the Lost Woods. Then he looked at his bed and frowned. It was too small, only big enough for one person. This would not do. So he left the treehouse, in search of anything that would help him. He went to Saria’s house. He knew she had extra beds there. Surely she wouldn’t mind if he "borrowed" some of her stuff for a little while. As he carried the extra bedframe out the door, he was stopped by Mido.
"Where do you think you’re going with that?" he asked, pointing at the bedframe.
"My bed broke," Link said. "I need to borrow this until I get it fixed. It will only be for a short while. Move."
He walked past Mido, and the little Kokiri scratched his head. He got it upstairs, and with the extra pillows he found, and blankets, he made a rather inviting pad for the two of them. He pushed down on it, then stood back and smiled. Then he reached forward and fluffed the pillows a little more. Oh, he almost forgot. One more touch and it would be all finished. The single red rose. Now he would have her melting in his arms tonight, he thought as he laid it across her pillow. There would be no question about it.
Zelda paced the courtyard back and forth, watching the sun go down. Where was Link? He’d never been late before…
Then she heard the cloppety-clop of Epona’s hooves and grabbed her little bag. When she ran out the door she stopped for a moment to eye her beloved. He was more handsome than he was yesterday, she was convinced. He helped her onto the back of the horse, and the two rode away to the Lost Woods. They made their way to the Sacred Meadow…where Rauru was waiting…
The ceremony was very simple but at the same time very powerful. Rauru tied a long ribbon around their hands, symbolizing their unity. They recited their Hylian vows to one another, promising to never break them. When they were announced husband and wife, that was the most beautiful thing either one of them had ever heard. Nothing else mattered now. Link kissed his new bride, just as tenderly and passionately as he did the first time he kissed her. Rauru placed his hands over theirs.
"May you both be blessed with eternal love and strength." Then he disappeared into the forest. This left the two of them alone. They stared into each other’s eyes, still not believing it was true. They were married now.
"I love you," Link whispered.
"I love you too," Zelda whispered back. He took her hand and led her back through the Lost Woods to the forest, where night had fallen, and all the Kokiri were asleep. When they reached the ladder to Link’s tree house, he took Zelda’s hand.
"After you, my love," he whispered. She grabbed the ladder and climbed up, waiting for him. When he reached the top, he went inside and came back out with out a sign that read "Do not disturb." Zelda laughed.
"I guess you plan on us being very busy," she teased.
Link cracked a smile as he placed the sign right outside the door.
"Yes…very," he said.
Then he scooped her up in his arms and carried her across the threshold into the treehouse and laid her down on his bed.
"We’re husband and wife now," he murmured to her. "Now…we don’t have to wait any longer"…..
He kissed her passionately and she responded.
"Are you nervous?" he whispered as his hand traveled up her thigh underneath her dress.
"No," she replied, closing her eyes. "I want you to make me yours, Link….forever."
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