I've edited these chapters a bit and I've been working on the next chapter. Sorry for slow progress. I have a new job and I've been overwhelmed.
II
Ganondorf’s eyes narrowed as he felt the familiar wash of light paralyze his body. He sighed as Zelda’s form silhouetted the window. “It would be nice if I had some warning before you decided to do that.”
“You know I can’t afford you that luxury.”
He eyed her as she stood in front of him. He had been surveying a new tapestry of a mountain, debating whether to replace the dragon one with this, and Zelda turned her back to him to observe it. He took in the sight of her straight blonde hair and the subtle curves of her body underneath her dress. She was slender and delicate, like the ideal Hylian princess. Ganondorf was accustomed to tougher, darker women who walked boldly, smelling like spices and oils and henna, but Zelda was exotic to him.
“It is nice,” she finally decided, regarding the tapestry, “but I prefer the dragon. I find the snow-covered peaks of a mountain a bit serene for you.”
“I can be serene,” he said, “and cold, and hard and decided. It is you who is lusty and fiery like a dragon. But it is silly to compare ourselves with unrelated things. What is it you want tonight?” His voice had an irritated rush about it.
She faced him and smiled weakly. “It is only nightfall here, under the your ominous clouds. Outside the town walls the day continues on, bright and strong as if you never existed.” She took a breath and crossed her arms. “You know what I want.”
“Then free me, and I will give it to you.”
“I can’t do that, because I can’t trust you, and I have too many things to do. But I didn’t come here to talk about my personal business. Can’t you be persuaded?”
Ganondorf’s forehead creased. “You can’t work to destroy me
and bed me at the same time. You must choose one or the other.”
Zelda’s face scrunched up and turned red. “You know I am the rightful ruler of this kingdom! You have taken it from my family; you at least owe me this little thing.”
He smirked at her and raised one of his eyebrows. “I do?” Zelda paced a few steps, thinking to herself, then turned to face him.
“I could have any man in this kingdom! It is my right as ruler, and you deny me!”
He couldn’t stop the hearty laugh that came out. “Oh, Zelda, you have a sense of entitlement that rivals my own! I think we are well matched. Won’t you rule with me?”
She paused, gazing warily at the amused expression on his face. “Not willingly...”
She approached his body and ran her hands along his arms and his chest. Her desire had been building up, maddening her, and she thought her powers were stronger because of it.
“Will you force yourself on me? Is that your plan?”
“It would give the gossip stones a laugh,” she muttered, looking down at his codpiece. She brought her fingertips to touch him through it, and he cursed inwardly as his cock rose to greet her.
“What have you been doing with yourself, anyway? I hear nothing of you around Hyrule.” Ganondorf wanted her to give him some clue that would lead him to her. “Speaking of gossip stones, I once heard a funny rumor that you were always a bit of a tomboy.”
She met his hazel eyes, still stroking him through his pants. “Are you making small talk? I gave up cross-dressing when I was a kid.”
Ganondorf
hmph’d. “You still are a kid. Do you know how old I am?” He watched Zelda sink to her knees and he gasped as she removed the codpiece and then freed his cock from his pants.
“I don’t care,” she murmured, covering the head of his manhood with her mouth. That was about as far as she could fit her mouth over it. He closed his eyes. Her mouth felt like the heavens, and he wanted so much to grab her and pound his need into her.
“You are violating me...”
“Don’t complain!” she hissed around his cock, and vibrations shot through him, debilitating him. Ganondorf closed his eyes and shuddered. Pressure built in his body, weakening his legs, but he couldn’t move, even to kneel on them. The cup of his pleasure filled quickly, and he thought it would soon run over into abandon. It was odd, being helpless.
“Zelda...” his groan was strangled in his throat.
“What?” she asked, and he instantly regretted that she removed her mouth from him as the pleasure subsided. “You will give me what I want? It is not so much to ask for, and I know you desire me. That much is...” she glanced at his abandoned cock and cleared her throat, “apparent.”
“You can have only what you can take, princess. Just the same, I will only have what I can take. There will be no compromise.”
Zelda’s face twisted. “Well you’re just being stubborn.” Her powers were strong only if she concentrated. She knew that engaging in sex with him would distract her mind, so it wasn’t something she could force on him.
Zelda wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began stroking her hand up and down, reigniting the fire in Ganondorf. He shut his eyes.
“There’s absolutely no way I can persuade you, my dear, evil king?” Her voice was playful and mocking.
“You are wicked,” he growled, looking away uncomfortably. “You ask me to reason with you while you have me in this position. I have given you my decision.”
Zelda laughed softly, still rubbing his cock. “I can be persistent, though. I am used to having what I want, and I will continue pestering you until you give it to me.” Her blue eyes shot up to find his yellow eyes glaring down at her, his face distorted in a tortured, impatient expression, his jaw pulsing.
“Then you will find a trap waiting for you, and your foolish persistence will be your downfall!”
Zelda kept her eyes locked with his as she bent her head to lick the tip of his cock. “We will see,” she said. Was this a game to her, Ganondorf wondered. He suspected that Zelda got her kicks off playing with him, risking everything that was important to her. Zelda’s lips were around his manhood once more and he found his breath coming out in ragged moans.
Maybe he could break her control down. There was no reason she should be more powerful than him. He concentrated his mind on breaking her spell, but it was difficult when he was about to come. He had some discipline though, and he tried to ignore the feelings that she roused in him.
She continued bobbing her head back and forth, as much as she could, and she ran her hands around his thighs and over his buttocks. He was trembling beneath her fingers, and she couldn’t stop a smile from forming on her face, satisfied that his body responded to her.
She felt his hand stroke her hair away from her face, lovingly, and she melted under the gesture. One of his hands cupped the back of her neck, supporting her head, and the other hand stroked her hair and caressed her cheek. Zelda wanted to embrace him, and then she retreated from his body, losing her balance and landing on the floor.
Ganondorf towered over her, advancing on her, as she scrambled backwards, her face pale. She tried to will some control over him, but he foresaw it and blocked it off. “You are foolish! You had better act swiftly, princess!”
Before she could rise to her feet, Ganondorf was on her body, gripping the length of her hair, running his other hand down her hips, lifting her dress up so her could fit between her legs. With a rip of fabric, he had her knickers off and the head of his cock rested at her entrance. A yelp of surprise escaped her lips as he sunk into her, filling the space within her.
Ganondorf rose to his knees, holding Zelda’s body to his as he stood and walked to his bed. There, he set Zelda down, breaking the contact and climbing over her.
He had no trouble lifting her hands above her head and freezing her body in place, as she had done to him a few times. He propped her head up with a few, fat black pillows so she was comfortable and could look down the bed. Ganondorf kissed her, rough and deep, and his lips roamed over her face, grazing her soft flesh with his teeth.
Zelda’s breath stuck in her throat as he nipped gently at her neck, his hot breath hitting her skin and making her shiver.
Then he was between her legs, planting kissed on her inner thighs. He ran his lips close to her pussy lips, licking the tender area around her opening but not touching it. Zelda’s body struggled with itself. Ganondorf pushed her hips up the bed so her back arched in a way that was aesthetically pleasing to him, and he pulled her legs as wide as they would go, revealing her to his eyes.
His lips rested an inch from her opening, and she felt his hot breath against her, teasing her. Zelda flushed as moisture rushed to lubricate her. He breathed against her, blowing slightly, and her whimpers told him she was painfully aware of the contact that he withheld from her.
His tongue ran up her slit, his pace slow and excruciating. Zelda cried out when his tongue neared the tip of her clit and then retreated.
“Why do you toy with me?” she shouted at him, breathless.
Ganondorf grinned and caught her eyes with his. “Your body responds in such a delightful way. It will bring me joy to torture you.”
Keeping his eyes fixed on her pink face, Ganondorf lifted his right hand and showed her the beam of energy forming at his fingertips. Zelda’s heart dropped into her stomach as she tried to make sense of his plans. Ganondorf delighted in her expression as he brought his electrified fingers an inch from her opening.
Zelda could feel the energy and the heat of his fingers, and her private lips tingled from the static. She gasped, a sweet sound to his ears, as he pressed his fingers against her. A faint pulse of electricity stimulated her clit, running through her abdomen and hindering her breathing. She felt a panic rise in her chest as he shocked her, but she soon realized that it wasn’t painful, and her body continued to function normally.
For a moment, the electricity halted and her slit seemed to swell, and then the current continued and a wave of pleasure twice as strong coursed through her.
An unintended moan came from Zelda’s open lips, and she became nervously aware that Ganondorf watched her face intently. She couldn’t turn her head away, as it was locked in a spell. Her face was red with slight embarrassment, and it struggled to appear normal as another wave of bliss traveled through her body.
Zelda’s mind still worked, despite being clouded with her lust, and she searched him for a weakness and silently prayed to the sages for extra power. Her eyes were wide as she felt him dip two fingers into her opening, his thumb pressed to the center of her clitoris, and he stimulated the upper wall of her passage with his fingers. “Ahhh!” she cried. The heat rising in her body was stifling. “That feels... Ohh, I can’t find words for it!”
Zelda nearly lost it when the sparks attacked her most sensitive parts. Her body wracked against the hold he had on her, and she yelled out, shutting her eyes tight.
Ganondorf removed his fingers and Zelda nearly sobbed. He positioned himself over her again and pushed her head down into the pillows so she looked up at him. He held her face with his left hand as he positioned his right, electrified hand and his cock at her entrance.
His cock slid deep inside her and strained her opening. Zelda had to take a series of breaths as Ganondorf gave her time to adjust around him. He fixed his eyes on her face as he rocked slowly in and out of her, and his fingertips circled her folds and shocked them again. The force and the size of him sent shocks through her body, and Zelda’s moans grew. The clothing that covered her body irritated her, and his armor pressed into her.
Ganondorf buried his face into her hair at the side of her head, holding her face close with his left hand, and smelled her. His own breaths and moans racked against her long ear. “You are so sweet,” he whispered, his voice ragged, “sweeter than I deserve!”
Zelda’s head was dizzy and her body felt like an ocean as waves crashed this way and that within her. Ganondorf’s thrusts sped up and soon Zelda was crying out with no sense of limiting her expression. She prayed to the goddesses and the sages for the strength to attack Ganondorf when he reached a state of vulnerability, and she prayed against herself that this would never end.
Ganondorf’s fingertips rubbed unbearable circles over the tip of her opening and a powerful wave of energy ran through her body. She felt desperation exploding within her, and then Zelda screamed as pleasure rushed through her. Her own body shuddered and she heard Ganondorf yelling into her shoulder. Zelda knew that he was releasing himself inside her.
Her orgasm was nearly over and she fought to concentrate, bitter that she should have to end it so soon. She prayed to the sages, to Rauru, to her own strength and sense of duty, and she felt hopeless. She saw Ganondorf’s face tighten out of the corner of her left eye and she felt her heart well up with affection for him, but she made one last effort to break his spell and forced a wave of powerful light to fly into his body, propelling him from her.
“Uuuahhh!” he roared, landing hard against one of the bed posters and slumping on the edge of the bed. His orgasm died as he shot his penetrating eyes at Zelda, who struggled to gain some composure and act quickly. “Argggh! Stop!” He reached his arm in her direction, but she was fast.
Zelda rolled from the bed and ran across the room, sorrow etching into her expression as she glanced at Ganondorf’s look of disappointment, and then she was gone.
