Only One Worthy

I was browsing through Link pictures yesterday and I couldn’t help but think how sexy he was. So I had to write about him.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. I did make up Lamina though.

Please remember this story is rated R for a reason!!

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How could he have let himself get trapped like this? Link struggled against the irons the held his hands firmly behind his back. He threw his head back against the wall for the hundredth time in frustration. How was he supposed to finish his quest to save Zelda when he was locked in some cell? He watched his female guards pace back and forth in front of him. Their soft pink billowy pants and barley there tops looked remarkably feminine in the flickering torchlight. But Link knew better than that. These were not feminine women. They were thieves and warriors. They were Gerudos. By far, they were the strongest foes he’d faced in his journey, but it still took ten of them to bring him down. Now he was helpless. He hated this situation. He watched the light dance off the blade to his sword, which was leaning half-hazardly against the far wall with his other weapons. He assumed the women put them there to taunt him. They were doing a good job too. His arsenal was so close. He longed for anything to fight with. His sword. His arrows. His hookshot. Hell, even the boomerang of his childhood that still rested in the bottom of his pack would do. Anything to help him get out of the mess he was in. He lowered his head. The fates really did hate him. It seemed like trouble followed him wherever he went. He heard a door open but did not look up. He was tired of seeing the two heavily armed Gerudos pacing back and forth. They were probably being relieved of duty by two more equally uninteresting women. Then he heard a voice ring through the small room.

"Leave me with the prisoner. I will watch him tonight."

"But, Lamina!" Link shot his face up to watch the two women protest. He couldn’t see this Lamina they were talking to.

"I am a Gerudo just like the rest of you. I can do menial tasks just as well. Just because I am your leader right now doesn’t mean I won’t take my turn on guard duty." The two women muttered apologies and left. Then Lamina came into Link’s view. She was wearing a similar outfit to the rest of the Gerudos he’d seen except it was white. A large pink jewel rested in the middle of her forehead and her long brown hair was tied up high. A small white cloth covered her nose and mouth. Because of this, Link couldn’t judge her expression, but as she moved closer, her violet eyes bore into him. It was a frightening stare, like a hunter stalking its prey. She walked to the front of his cell and slowly wrapped her fingers around the bars.

"So, you’re the Hero of Time." It wasn’t a question really, more like a statement of fact, so Link didn’t answer her. He just sat staring into her eyes. He was transfixed by them. They held him in place more than the irons ever could.

"You injured many of my clan, you know. Luckily no one was killed." Link sighed in relief. He hated killing women who were not monsters. It just didn’t seem fair. But these women had attacked him first. As soon as he stepped foot into their village, he had been surrounded.

"You understand why we have you here don’t you?" Link nodded. He understood perfectly well. The Gerudos were a clan of women. There was only one man who graced their presence, and that was Ganondorf. They didn’t allow men in the confines of their village. Link had thought that these were just rumors, and the women would let him pass through to get to the Spirit Temple as long as he did it quickly. He had been wrong. He looked at her hand, which had slid from the bars to her pocket. She pulled out a small silver key and placed it in his lock. If he could have, he would have jumped for joy. She was going to let him out. Then, much to his chagrin, Lamina stepped into his cell and closed the door behind her. She came up to Link and stared at him intensely. He was shocked by the look in her eyes. There was something fiery there. It was some kind of hunger. She knelt very close to him. He started to move his legs to get up. If he could get that key, he’d be one step closer to finding Zelda. But Lamina effectively stopped him by jumping into his lap. She knelt before him, straddling his legs. This kept them pinned together and furthered his immobilization. She reached out a finger and traced his cheek down to his jaw line.

"There are so few men who are allowed here. I’ve seen Ganondorf and others like him. The rare male Gerudos who are born every so often. I’ve also seen the fat disgusting carpenters they send us. But I have never seen a true Hylian male. A good fine specimen. At least, not until now." Link’s eyes opened wide with shock. What was she saying? He didn’t have much time to think about it as her finger continued its exploration of his face. It rounded his perfectly chiseled chin and ran up his other cheek. She stopped when she reached his ear. The ears of Hylians fascinated her. They were long and pointed. She thought they were incredibly sexy. She licked her lips and ran her finger along its outer edge. She stopped half way when Link took a sharp breath. She looked down into his eyes. She couldn’t read what she saw there. There was confusion, pain, and maybe guilt. But something definitely shone through. Desire.

"Ah, so the Hero likes that?" He didn’t move. He was like a deer frozen in the headlights. She removed her small bit of cloth and lowered her face to his ear. She gently licked it. He pulled away.

"Please stop." She glared at him. Stop? She returned her face to his ear and whispered into it harshly.

"Are you crazy, Hero? I will not stop until I am satisfied. Don’t forget who the prisoner is." He started wriggle beneath her, desperate to escape. He could feel her heat through the thin material of his pants and it was sending surges of fire through him. He couldn’t enjoy this though. He had to find Zelda. He had to help her. He had no time for this. Lamina smiled at him.

"You know you’re so cute when you struggle." She placed a hand on one side of his face to still him and returned to her place by his ear. Her tongue reached out and traced the same path her finger had a little earlier. She moaned slightly as she felt his breathing quicken. It had been so long since she had been so close to a man. She almost had forgotten how wonderful they were.

"Please… stop." His words came out at barely above a whisper. What was she doing to him? When he had awoken to his new body, he had noticed all the changes to it. His first night alone had been very interesting indeed. It took him so long to get rid of Navi so he could rediscover himself. The feelings then had been nothing compared to what was happening to him now though. He was glad Navi was bottled up in his bag. He couldn’t bear for her to watch him in this situat He He desperately tried to douse the flames that had risen in him, but Lamina’s tongue was making that impossible. She continued her ministrations on his ear, ignoring his pleas. She played with his earring and sucked on the tip. She loved it. He was like putty beneath her. His breathing had become ragged, and he was begging for her to stop. She felt a wave of power wash over her. She would not be stopping for anything.

"You work very hard, don’t you, Hero? I’ll bet that you are a lot stronger than your skinny body suggests." Every whispered word shot pleasure through him. She leaned back and ran her hand down his chest. She was surprised at the firmness there. She pulled out her curved sword that had been strapped to her back. She carefully cut his Kokiri tunic off and marveled at how well built he was. He was definitely a lot stronger than he looked with that tunic on. She ran her hands down his torso. She felt the shiver run through him and watched as he closed his eyes.

"Please, Lamina. Please don’t do that." He was having a hard time keeping his body under control. He knew that he should be scared or upset, but he wasn’t. He wanted nothing more than for her to continue ignoring him. And she happily did just that. Her hands explored every inch of his exposed skin. From his neck all the way down to the gauntlets that still covered his hands and wrists. She pushed his cap off of his head and ran her fingers through his hair.

"I’ve never seen a blond haired blue eyed man before, Hero. You are truly remarkable. I’m sure Din herself would have been happy to take a man like you. You are truly meant for a goddess." Her voice was hoarse and shaky. It made Link burn all the more. But his heart kept screaming for him to stop her.

"Please, Lamina. Please let me go. I have to save Zelda." Lamina suddenly looked very angry.

"Zelda? Zelda! You will be doing nothing of the sort, Hero. You will be staying right where you are. I told you I would not stop until I was satisfied, and I meant it." She then attacked his mouth with hers. Her actions and the sweetness of her taste startled him. When her tongue ran along his lips demanding entrance, he did not deny her. She caressed his tongue with hers and moved closer to him. He let out a soft moan into her mouth when she scooted all the way into his lap. He could feel her dampness against him. It was making him crazy. She stood quickly, and he let out a little cry of protest. She smiled.

"So, you like it more than you let on, huh?" She quickly removed her clothing, and Link thought he would fall over. She moved close to him and pulled down his straining white pants. She lowered herself to him, and his whole body arched back. He hader fer felt something so wonderful before. He did what came naturally. His hips pumped up and down inside her. She was hot and wet. She panted into his ear. He opened his mouth as she moaned. His head tilted back as he felt heat rising with him. She made him feel like he was on fire. Soon she screamed into his shoulder and he saw stars. Lamina raised herself off of him and redressed. She kissed his soft lips again before pulling the key out of her pocket. She unlocked his irons, and he stared up at her in shock as he rubbed his tender wrists. Why couldn’t she have done that before? He really wanted use of his hands a few moments ago. He quickly pulled his pants up.

"Go, Hero. Continue on your quest." He was hesitant until she pushed open the door. He ran to the other side of the room and collected his belongings. With his Goron tunic on and his equipment now strapped to him, he turned to the woman he had just experienced something so intimate with.

"Lamina, why are you letting me go?"

"You forgot to let your little fairy out." Link quickly uncorked Navi’s bottle. She flew out angrily and buzzed straight to Lamina. Upon reaching her, though, she quickly turned back and seemed to cower behind Link.

"Lamina?"

"If you don’t hurry, the sun will rise before you can get out. You will come right back here if they catch you. Now go!" Link complied after one last look at her. He ran as fast as he could out the door. When Lamina was sure he was gone, she smiled. She had enjoyed that far more than she thought she would. Suddenly, a green light flashed before her and a beautiful woman clad in an elaborate green dress with green hair and green eyes stared at her.

"Farore! What are you doing here?" The goddess glared at her.

"I could ask you the same thing." Lamina’s body began to glow and her head fell back. Out of her mouth came wisps of fire, slowly an amazing amount of fire exited her body. Lamina fell to the ground at the feet of a beautiful woman with red hair, a red dress, and fiery red eyes. The woman smiled and stretched heartily.

"You can’t even imagine how good that felt."

"Din! How could you do that to Link?"

"He’s perfect, Farore. He’s the only one worthy. I just wanted to feel him so much." Farore scowled at the goddess.

"Why didn’t you wait to possess Zelda’s body? Then he wouldn’t have to remember his first time being with a Gerudo. How could you do this, Din?" Din smiled.

"I’m a goddess. I don’t like to wait." And with that she was gone. Farore frowned, then followed her. All that was left in the room was an unconscious leader of the Gerudos and a cell that was empty except for a pair of irons, a green hat, and a cut up tunic that had been carelessly tossed aside.

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A/N: I came up with this after thinking how Link would lose his virginity. I mean he was locked away for seven years. Also how do the Gerudos feel without men? I know I would have taken advantage of Link. He’s a stud. I don’t know where the end came from. It just kind of came out while I was typing. It definitely wasn’t planned, but I thought that it fit. Please review!