The Legend Of Zelda Fan Fiction ❯ The Entertainers ❯ Unwanted Visitors ( Chapter 3 )

The Entertainers

 

Chapter 3

 

Unwanted Visitors

 

~WARNING: Lemon in this chapter as well (Visit my mediaminer homepage to view the chapter in full)~

 

“Yes, me.” The obscenely smooth voice continued to flow. “It's been a long while Link. A very long while. I have been free for years though.” The voice's source stepped into the view of Malon's ceiling security measure. It was another link, except paler, with dark black hair and crimson eyes. The clothes were pitch black, an outline never appeared, you couldn't tell where one cloth ended and the other began.

 

“Dark Link… how in the world are you still alive?” Link asked, his face grimacing and his sword held at the ready.

 

“I never died! You think you could kill me? That is to LAUGH!” the smooth as silk voice laughed a flowing laugh that seemed like pure fluid to one's ears. “When you did beat me; I'll admit you beat me, Big Bad Gannon banished me to the nexus between worlds. I stayed there with the other specters you never killed. The Poes, the Poe sisters, and even Shadow Gannon.”

 

“So you escaped a false hell.” Link began to circle, a look in his eyes Malon had never seen before ignited like a forest fire.

 

“Hehe. You could say that. Shadow Gannon ripped the nexus open.” Dark Link's smooth voice began to hold hints of panic. As much as he was sure of his immense skills, he knew emotions and instincts were powerful weapons. Link was showing signs of using both.

 

“Going so soon?” Link's smile held a toothy, shark-like grin as Dark Link's figure began to blur, using some newfound power to teleport somewhere else.

 

“Link, I will be back, and remember, this time around, I am no longer an enemy. I want the same as you.” Dark Link's blurred expression held hints of a pure smile, one of pure intentions.

 

Dark Link's expression went from one of purity and confident resolve, to panic and haste. He was afraid. He felt Link's anger like a fist to his face. Link wouldn't have just beaten him; Link would have killed him. Malon came running out of the house as the last tendrils of clear picture of Dark Link disappeared. “Link!” She said, throwing her arms around his waist.

 

His breathing was short and it came in snarls. Link threw his head to one side and she heard a soft crack and his breathing deepened. He was trying to control a strong urge. His urges were strong and very confusing, no wonder he was scared. “Link please…this is a side of you I have never seen. I don't like it.” She told him, begged him, her face pressing to the center of his back.

 

He let out one last deep, shaky breath and put his hands on Malon's. “I didn't want you to see me like that. It's a defense mechanism I developed, I suppose. It helped me survive.” He tried to explain, tried to justify the bloodlust he had learned to develop.

 

She stood up fully against him and kissed the back of his neck. “Its alright baby. Shhh…relax.” She whispered to him as his angst and emotional side hit him. “Baby…we should take a bath. Together.” She whispered to him, taking his mind off his emotions.

 

Link's head perked up. He wasn't quite sure what she meant, but something inside of him told him it was good. She let go of him and grabbed his wrist, leading him into the house with a smile on her lips. Down the stairs, through the gate, left through the door, into the bathroom. A room where freshwater flowed in from an underground stream and left to drain in the river, a small stream system made specifically for this bathroom.

 

The freshwater pooled into a square area, big enough to fit a harem, not that one will ever see it. The area had a bottom of pure green, one to simulate grass and nature. Malon removed the bandages from her chest that she put on to run after Link. Link watched as she removed the bandages, her back turned to him. She put her chin on her shoulder and gave him a sexy smirk as she slid her thumbs into the loops of the shorts and pushed them down to her ankles, giving Link a perfect view of her round and tight rear.

 

Malon walked on long, milky white legs to the water, and let herself wade to the middle portion of the bath, where it was thigh deep, and she let herself sink into the warm water. The stone at the entrance to the bathroom was heated every morning by the sun, and magnified by the water itself; it heats the passing water before it hits the pool. By night, the bath even steams.

 

Link stood there in awe as he saw his lover swim around in the water and smirk at him. She swam to the edge, where the step was and kneeled on them, giving Link a full view of her front. He was enjoying the show. She could tell. “Come here baby. Let me take care of you.” She bat her eyelashes at him and gave him a sexy smile.

 

Link gulped and walked over to her. “Not like that baby, you are over dressed for the occasion.” She said and she watched as link removed the sword hilt from his chest and back, it falling with a clatter and him removing his swim trunks from his body. “There we go. Come on in, the water is nice and warm.”

 

Link stepped in, his manhood was fully erect as he walked, it was like he was in a trance for Malon. Once inside, his shins covered by the warm water he looked down at Malon, who pressed herself at his thighs, looking up at him. “Have a seat.” She told him and he sat on the steps. Malon leaned over him and kissed him, her chest pressing against his. “Still scared of this feeling?” She whispered in his ear, her hand stroking his thick and erect member.

 

“No.” he said firmly, feeling confident now. She began to stroke harder, a faster stroke and Link groaned in pleasure. Malon even surprised him by kneeling down in front of him, in the water, and licked the tip of his member. His jaw fell open in desire and he threw his head back. She licked it, gently getting more and more forceful until she placed the member in her mouth and sucked it.

 

Link held the back of her head gently, as his breathing came in short and hollow gasps for breathe. “Malon…” he groaned out. His resolve was fading fast as her mouth slowly, but surely worked over his member. “I am going to…” he couldn't finish as he tried to hold onto his last shred of stability. She was driving him over the edge after ten minutes.

 

“Go ahead baby.” Was all she said before she placed his member back in her mouth. That threw Link over.

 

Malon slowly kneeled up, her back straight and she stood even slower, letting Link's eyes rake across her body. “So what do you think?” She asked him softly, huskily.

 

He couldn't say anything as his eyes continued to note every curve, every change in color, and every thing about Malon's body. “Link…I need you.” She told him and looked him in his azure eyes. He gulped and nodded. She grabbed his wrists and pulled him to his feet, bringing her lips up to his. Their lips pressed together as their bodies began to intertwine. The two began to move, slowly but surly deeper into the pool, until Link tripped in the water, dragging Malon down.

 

Their lips never left each other.

 

Finally Link broke the kiss and leaned over Malon. “You are so beautiful.” He whispered, brushing a wet strand of hair from Malon's cheek. Link kissed her again as he brought his member to Malon's entrance. He slowly paced himself inside and felt Malon tensing in pleasure.

 

“You learn fast.” She mentioned to him in a breathy moan as Link left her lips and began to thrust against her. Her breathing would rise suddenly and her voice's pitch would get higher with every thrust from Link. The water around them rippled in unison with every movement of Link. Malon's nails clutched at Link's muscled back and dug into his back as her pleasure began to stockpile. As Link felt Malon's nails dig into his back, around his shoulder blades, he was spurred on to thrust faster and harder, Malon's breathing coming out in short, and high yelps of pure pleasure.

 

Malon clenched harder and tighter around Link as his thrusts gained more power and speed, she was on the verge of her pleasure being released. At a single hard thrust she did, and Link soon followed in a loud groan of pure pleasure.

 

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“Master Link!” a voice called as a thick fist rapped on the door of the hut. The knocking echoed into the hut and down the hall to Link's waiting ears.

 

Malon frowned as she heard the knocking too, as she was quite comfortable snuggled up at Link's side on their bed. Link's arm tensed around Malon's naked shoulders, it seemed like Link didn't want to get up at that very moment either.

 

“Link! Queen Zelda wishes your company, and you can't refuse the Queen's orders!” Link looked at the ceiling, his fingers gently tracing circles on Malon's pale shoulder. “Knock down the door.” The soldier waved over ten or so more and they knocked down the door with a resounding crack. Link and Malon didn't bother moving. Zelda walked into the house.

 

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This house is like a fortress. All I see are stone walls. Zelda knocked on the wall opposite the door and noticed the hollow sound. She smirked and saw a stone trip plate at the slightest angle sticking from the ground. Snapping her fingers, she pointed at the plate and a soldier came and removed the stone plate. Under it was an amazing system of gears and simple machines. Zelda pressed a gear in and pulled a rope, the stone door disappeared in the ceiling.

 

The troop walked down the stone steps to the iron gate. A soldier touched the handle of the gate and screamed as his arm turned to ice. “Paranoid, just a little Link?” The golden haired queen muttered to herself and charged a small ball of magic in her palm. She tossed it at the gate and grinned as it fell open.

 

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Malon's arm wrapped around Link's naked chest. Neither of the two cared what was happening in their house.

 

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“I want every room searched! Thoroughly!” The captain of the soldier barked and each soldier started searching a room as Zelda descended the steps. “My Queen. Wait, we don't know what traps are in there.”

 

“This is their home Captain, there are no traps here.” She continued down following the trail of little water droplets to a door decorated with a painting of a woman naked in bed. She was sitting up in the red sheets, her own red hair falling across her chest, leaving her naked body in mystery. “Malon alright.” Zelda said to herself, her eyes alight with jealousy.

 

She knocked on the door and heard nothing in return.

 

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Link merely looked at Malon as they heard their chamber door being knocked upon. Link craned his neck down and kissed Malon. “I love you.” He whispered.

 

“I love you too.” The flame haired maiden whispered back.

 

There was a soft click as Zelda opened the door. She gazed on Malon and Link in the soft glow of the sun radiating from their ceiling. “Quite the humble abode you two have here.” The icy eyed woman mentioned, just as icily as her eyes were.

 

“I thought so.” Malon shot back, her green eyes crossing with Zelda's blue ones.

 

“Ladies.” Link sat up on the bed, resting his chin in his hand and his elbow on his knee.

 

Malon followed, sitting up slowly, not bothering to cover her front as she sat up. “What is it you want now?” Malon spat.

 

“The arrest of Link.” She said and looked at Link, his eyebrow rising in intrigue.

 

“On what grounds?” He asked lazily, letting his other arm work its way to Malon's shoulder.

 

“Contempt of the throne of Hyrule. As a loyal citizen-” Malon laughed like it was the funniest thing she's heard. “What's so funny?”

 

“We aren't Hyrule citizens.” She said at last and dared Zelda to challenge her. “We have the papers from Termina high court in clock town.” Malon stepped out of bed and walked towards the dresser where they kept important documents and Link's masks. She heard the tromping feet of soldiers as she leaned down to the bottom drawer and took out a small stack of yellowed parchment paper.

 

“There you are your Highness.” Link told her as Malon handed her the stack. The hero himself never noticed before, and maybe it was the dress Zelda was wearing in her usual purple fashion, but it seemed like Malon's chest was bigger, firmer, and higher up than Zelda's. Huh, go figure.

 

Zelda clutched the papers and tossed them to the ground as Malon began to cuddle up to Link again. “How can you ignore the pleas of your homeland suffering in pain?” She asked finally, regaining her composure. “Captain, take your troops and leave. I want to talk to these two.”

 

“You ignored my pleas for help.” Link said lazily.

 

“What pleas for help?” Zelda asked.

 

Malon's eyes crossed in anger. “You remember the land of Ultamatia?”

 

“Yes, that land that has declined in power ever since its king died a few years back, why?”

 

“Who do you think killed their king?” Link asked, his eyes conveying the answer. “Except one little slip up happened. They had an advisor for their king, who was well trained in magic who captured me. I was put on trial, while help was sent out to Hyrule, in the form of a Zora.” Link explained.

 

“I remember…I remember the Zora…he was babbling about a trial and about Link…” Zelda stared at her white heel shoes as she nudged the ground, Link's pain and Malon's anger seemed to radiate. “Why did you kill their king?”

 

“He was planning on attacking Hyrule, taking you for his forced wife, and ruling both lands as his own.” Link answered finally. “I am done talking now. Get out.”

 

“But Link…” Zelda tried to protest.

 

“I said `out'.”

 

“No Link…we need your help…”

 

The red haired woman walked up to the purple clad queen. “He said get out.” Zelda did nothing as she stared down Malon.

 

“No.”

 

All that was heard was Zelda hitting the floor as Malon's hand struck her. “I wont say it again Zelda. Get out of our house.”