Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Zelda.

A/N I saw somewhere that someone wanted a fic of Link eating out Zelda. Here you go, loves :D

It was all Link's idea.

He claimed he could get into Gerudo Town now without getting caught and wanted to prove it to her. Zelda certainly believed him, considering that she observed him do so as she watched over his adventures while she kept Ganon at bay. What she didn't believe was his additional claim that he was able to get alcohol while there.

How wrong could she have been?

Link brought her to the Noble Canteen, eyes crinkling at the edges like he was grinning under that veil of his, and led her straight to the bar. He flagged down the bartender - Furosa, Zelda learned - and she gave him a skeptical look before filling two cups with one large cube of ice each and a amber liquid that looked as if it was shimmering in the desert sun.

He flashed her a wink before leading her to a secluded booth in the corner of the bar, and quickly Zelda lost track of time.

Even though there were times he seemed like a completely different person due to his amnesia, Link proved to be the same boy that stood by her side one hundred years ago. Especially now when his eyes twinkled with mischief and he sipped his drink under his veil.

By the time Furosa yelled out last call, Zelda was swaying in her spot, grinning like an idiot. Link graciously helped her out of the Noble Canteen, waving his thanks to Furosa as he laid enough rupees on the counter to pay for their many, many drinks.

They didn't get a room at the inn. Instead, Riju let them stay in a spare room in the barracks. There was more privacy there, she claimed, and she didn't want the Princess and Hero of Hyrule staying in a plain old inn.

In the back of her muddled mind, Zelda was thankful. Especially right now.

Link was carrying her on his back - how she got there is a total mystery - and he was leading her silently to the barracks when she started rubbing his chest affectionately.

"I wonder how many vai in the city figured out you are actually a voe," she murmured in his ear, snickering at the way they tinted red and he hastened his steps.

"Many more if you don't keep your voice down," he mumbled over his shoulder, bleary blue eyes flashing in warning as he readjusted her on his back.

She hiccuped and giggled as she held onto him a little tighter. "But some have, no?"

Link grumbled under his breath and his hands gripped her legs harder. "I'm never bringing you here again."

"Oh, you think I'll get you in trouble, Hero?"

"No, I think you're the trouble," he replied in his soft voice, something dangerous smoldering underneath. "Let's get you to bed, Princess."

"I don't want to go to sleep, though," Zelda bemoaned when they crossed the threshold of their temporary Gerudo home.

Link placed her on her bed and he put his hands on his hips. "You're drunk."

"And you're cute," she blurted. The way his cheeks reddened over the edges of his veil made her giggle again and she patted the spot next to her. "I don't want to go to sleep yet. Tell me more of your adventures, dear Hero."

Link groaned and he shook his head. "No, Zelda. You need to go to sleep."

Zelda smiled at him and scooted towards the end of the mattress. "What I need is for you to say my name again."

Link's eyebrow shot up. "Zelda?"

She hummed and nodded. "Again."

"Zelda."

"I like when you say my name," she moaned as she laid onto her back, not missing the way his eyes widened and his cheeks got red again. She let her eyes flutter shut and she hummed again while she stretched. "I like it a lot."

Link cleared his throat. "I-I can see that."

Zelda peeked up at him and saw him shuffling awkwardly on his feet. "What seems to be the problem, Link? Is something wrong?"

Her head was swimming, but she caught how Link's eyes flickered to her outstretched body, eyeing it with a simmering heat that made her stomach flip and her heart race.

The alcohol made her lose her inhibitions, yes, and despite her own feelings for the man in front of her, she never acted on them. This was starting to help her finally take that leap. She had loved and wanted him for one hundred years. It was about time she acted on it.

"Can you keep me warm tonight?" she asked softly, heart leaping into her throat when Link's eyes darkened dangerously when they met hers. "It gets terribly cold here at night and I don't think these Gerudo clothes will keep me warm enough."

"I'll be keeping watch, Princess," Link said in a tight voice. "I can lend you some of my warmer clothes if that's what you need."

Zelda frowned, seeing Link's hesitance as rejection and she replied, "I didn't ask for that."

Link dropped his chin and stared at her through his lashes, his silence saying more than any words could tell her.

"We'll be safe," she assured him as she watched his shoulders relax slightly. "No one will hurt us here. The door is locked, and the city is guarded by many who can defend us just fine. Come to bed with me, Link."

His whole face turned red and he tensed up again. But after a few moments of her pleading with wide eyes, Link sighed and took off his sword and bow and climbed into bed next to her. She scooted over, back against the wall, and he rolled over on his side so he was facing the door. Unfortunately that meant he wasn't facing her.

"Sir Knight."

He glanced at her over his shoulder.

"You aren't doing a very good job of keeping me warm."

Link's look of incredulity almost made her laugh, although before she could react, he rolled over and faced her, nose almost touching hers.

"Better?"

She smiled and nodded. "Much better."

"Sleep well, Zelda."

With a hum and a little snuggle closer to him, she murmured in reply, "Sleep well, Link."

She noticed he kept his eyes open, watching her. As if he was waiting for her to fall asleep before he even tried himself. She also noticed he was still wearing his Gerudo disguise.

"Aren't you going to change?"

He blinked before shaking his head. "You never know who might come in."

Zelda frowned. "We'll be fine."

"Habit."

"As is your habit of keeping an eye on me?"

"I made a promise once, I won't break it," he said softly. "Even if I don't remember making it, I know I made a vow to protect you."

"The world is safe," Zelda murmured. "I don't need you protecting me like that anymore."

"Maybe I just want to."

She felt herself blush.

"Although letting you drink is probably not the smartest thing," he mused in a whisper. "And drinking myself wouldn't be wise if we had gotten attacked. Who knows what could have happened."

The teasing tone in his voice was obvious, as was the subtle seductive timbre underneath as he trailed off. They both were pretty drunk at this point in time, although Link did a better job of hiding it. She could smell the alcohol on them both, yet the only other thing that gave him away was the slight stutter in his steps and the glazed look in his eyes.

Her heart was fluttering in her chest. The proximity of him, after so long apart, made her giddy. The fact that she never voiced her affection for him and watched him die in her arms made her more willing to be this open with him now. She never wanted to lose him again, not knowing what he felt for her in return.

For some reason, the Goddesses gave her courage to act on it now, although lacking the wisdom of what it might do to their relationship.

Tentatively, Zelda inched her head forward and pressed her lips against Link's - forgetting in that moment that he was still wearing the veil that hid the lower half of his face. He went stiff, eyes going wide and his breath halting as she pulled away. He kept watching her, frozen like a scared deer, and Zelda suddenly felt horrible embarrassment and shame.

Oh, she shouldn't have done that. Now Link is going to think less of her, or push her away for advancing on him when he didn't feel the same way. There was a burning sensation in her eyes and her heart, and Zelda felt the need to move away and hide in her shame. Maybe Riju could hide her in the palace, or she could disappear during the night and run all the way to Kakariko before Link could catch her.

Link must have seen the distress on her face because he quickly pushed the veil up and grabbed her face before pulling her into a searing kiss. Zelda squeaked against his hot lips, but as soon as she saw Link's closed eyes and felt his warm breath fan her face, she melted against him and kissed him back. Link rolled them over, letting Zelda lay on her back while he hovered over her. His hips were starting to press against hers, pushing her into the bed and melding her to him even more.

His tongue licked the seam of her lips and she quickly opened her mouth to let him explore.

While he caressed her tongue with his, Link's calloused hands roamed the bare expanse of her belly and back. Zelda shivered when his fingers trailed over her hip bones, and she nearly died when he skimmed her rib cage right at the bottom of her top.

Link silently broke their kiss to trail his lips and tongue down her jaw and neck, tickling her with the soft fabric of his veil. His teeth grazed the juncture of her shoulder and neck, and for the first time that night Zelda moaned. Her hands gripped his head, wishing that stupid headdress was gone so she could run her fingers through his wild hair. Instead she settled for feeling the corded muscles of his shoulders and back, admiring the strength there as he worshiped her body.

In her state of arousal, Zelda let her legs fall to the side and Link settled himself between them, pressing her even more into the bed while his mouth trailed lower. One hand made its way to her leg, hoisting it up around his hip and gripping it tight as he ground himself into her. It was such a delightful friction that Zelda was starting to pant at the sensation. By now his lips were tugging her top down so he could access more skin, and Zelda reveled in the attention.

Suddenly, Link hesitated for a moment, taking his lips off her skin and panting hot breath onto her chest.

"Link?"

His forehead dropped to her collarbone and his hand tightened its grip on her leg. "We... we should stop. We've been drinking, we aren't thinking straight."

Zelda frowned when Link removed himself from her. He stood and turned his back to her, dropping his head in what appeared to be a shameful attempt to ground himself. He was taking deep breaths and his hands were bunched in tight fists.

She sat up and reached for his hand, but he moved towards the door and said over his shoulder, "I will keep watch tonight. Sleep well, Princess."

Anger heated her cheeks and Zelda quickly scrambled out of the bed. Her hand landed on his shoulder and turned him around as she interjected, "Now, wait just a second! I am perfectly capable of making sound decisions right now."

Link didn't meet her gaze and remained silent, so she continued, "I also have had plenty of time to mull all of this over, thank you very much."

He lifted his chin and seemed to be frowning at her underneath that veil. "What?"

Zelda's mouth pulled into a frustrated pout. "I would very much like to continue what we were just doing. I have wanted to for a very long time."

Link blinked at her, stunned to say the least, before he took a deep breath and asked softly, "Are you sure?"

She smiled, a soft smile that she reserved just for him, and nodded. "One hundred years gives a girl plenty of time to contemplate her feelings."

Once again, Zelda was surprised by Link's tendency to not give much warning to his actions. One moment, they were plainly speaking face to face, then next he was wrapping her legs around his waist and pressing her back against the wall of their room. His veil was pushed to the side as he ravished her mouth with his. He pressed his hips up against hers, grinding himself against her throbbing center. She moaned into his mouth right when he hit a sensitive spot, but he did not relent. Instead, he ground against her once more while breaking their kiss to continue where he had left off. Her shirt was tugged down to her waist and soon Link's hot mouth was wrapped around her nipple.

"O-oh my-"

One of Link's hands clamped down on her mouth and he straightened up to look her in the eye. "Quiet down. We don't want to be heard."

Zelda giggled as he lowered his hand and grinned at him. "How scandalous would it be for noises like that to be coming from this room?"

Link's eyes flashed dangerously and he murmured lowly, "More than your virtue will be questioned, dear Princess, I assure you."

She felt her cheeks grow warm and watched as Link lowered her legs to the ground and knelt down between them. Her eyes went wide when his hands gripped the belt of her sirwal and slowly began sliding them down her legs. His covered mouth pressed against her hipbone and she shuddered. Her knees grew weak as he uncovered her most private area to the cool air of the bedroom. His hands never left her legs, ghosting down as her skin became bared to his piercing eyes.

Zelda gasped when his hot mouth left a searing kiss on the inside of her thigh, and she nearly fainted as he began nibbling and kissing up her leg.

"Shouldn't you take off the veil?" she asked in a breathy whisper.

Link's eyes crinkled and he shook his head, effectively nuzzling her sensitive skin, and he repeated his same statement from before, "You never know who might come in."

Before she could reply, Link gently nudged her legs apart and lifted his veil just enough to give his tongue access to her body. He gave a long lick up her slit and Zelda whimpered at the sensation. Link continued licking and kissing her lower lips, every swipe of his tongue causing her legs to get weaker and weaker, and soon he was adding in his teeth with little nibbles before soothing them with a loving kiss.

His tongue passed over an especially sensitive bud and Zelda's knees buckled. With the skill and speed of a warrior, Link grabbed her butt and led her to the bed without removing his mouth from her, and she laid down on her back as he continued to lick her womanhood like it was the most delectable meal he had ever had. She trembled and cried out softly when his tongue ventured downward, sliding into her and lapping up the fluids she was gushing out.

Zelda risked a glance down at him and nearly came at the sight. His striking blue eyes were watching her, but his mouth and nose were still hidden by his veil. She felt the onset of an orgasm begin to grow as Link's mouth and tongue returned to the sensitive bud, eyes never leaving hers. One of his hands reached up and began massaging her breast while the other kept a firm grip on her leg, locking her in place.

It was heavenly, the sight of this gorgeous man pleasuring her with his mouth, and the sensations alone were enough to bring her down.

His tongue picked up speed, probably seeing her reactions to his ministrations, and Zelda felt that oncoming orgasm approach even faster. Her stomach tightened, her heart raced, every single sensation from his hands and mouth was amplified, and with one last swipe of his tongue Zelda felt something within her snap and her whole body seized in pleasure. Her breathing quickened and stuttered, her womanhood twitched in time with his loving mouth, and a warm and delightful feeling washed all over her, all the way from her lips and the tips of her nipples down to her toes.

Too soon, the sensation began to dim, and Zelda felt herself melt into the bed. She blearily watched Link give her one last wet kiss before he sat up and wiped his mouth and chin on the loose sleeves covering his lower arms. Her breathing finally calmed when he carefully pulled her sirwal back up her legs and put her top back into place. Link slid his arms under her knees and back and easily lifted her so she was at the top of the bed once more, and he pulled a thin blanket over her before settling down next to her.

Zelda blinked lazily and hummed as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her to his chest. Despite her own desire to continue what they had been doing, her body resisted and started to fall asleep. Even with the after twitches of her orgasm, she couldn't fight it much longer.

Link lifted his veil and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, causing her to smile and whisper, "Would you like me to return the favor?"

"Not now," he replied honestly. "You need rest."

"As do you, sir Knight," she mumbled as teasingly as she could. "You did a lot of work tonight."

Link chuckled but did not reply, instead he held her a little tighter. Zelda snuggled closely to his chest and pressed a light kiss to the bare skin on his collarbone. "Goodnight, Link."

"Goodnight, Zelda."

fin.