Vows

Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda, Ganondorf, or The Legend of Zelda.

Princess Zelda sat at the negotiation table, waiting for the entrance of Ganondorf, King of the Gerudos. For years, their kingdoms had been at war with one another, and the Gerudos had steadily advanced until the sounds of battle and death could be heard clearly from Zelda's balcony high atop her castle. The Gerudo king had called her here with a proposal, the messenger said, to "swiftly end the war." Zelda expected terms along the lines of an unconditional surrender, and was fully prepared to reject it.

In swept the majestic Ganondorf. Zelda coolly eyed his exotic features before asking, "What have you come to negotiate, Ganondorf?"

"Why, my dear princess, the end of the war," smirked the Gerudo king. "And I think you'll find my 'terms'...*ahem*...very agreeable."

"Spit it out, then."

Ganondorf deliberately took his time. "Marry me."

"Well, I -" It took all of one second for Zelda to process what he had just said, and it took her entire will to fight to keep composure. Her face formed into a snarl and reddened.

"Ah, you are reluctant," teased the Gerudo king. "Let me put it more succinctly: If you bind yourself to me by marriage, not only will my kingdom sign a peace treaty, but we will cede all captured lands back. And all prisoners will be returned unharmed."

"I'm afraid I will have to say no to your offer. NOw, if you'll excuse me..." As she got up to leave, one of her aides rushed into the room and whispered into her ear. Zelda's face now paled.

"I'm guessing you've just found out that our troops have broken through your lines, Princess. They'll be here," here meaning Zelda's castle, "in less than an hour." Ganondorf smirked. "And if my troops capture you, your highness, they won't be so...forthcoming."

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The ceremony was held an hour later. The population of Hyrule and Ganondorf's Gerudo army were in attendance. In fact, many eligible young Hyrulean men met many eligible young Gerudo women, but that isn't really the point of this story.

Most of Hyrule's citizens were mourning the loss of their princess, as if she had died instead of gotten married. In fact, she did act as if she were merely a walkiorpsorpse. She showed no emotion whatsoever, partook in none of the festivities, and had to be led everywhere by hand.

Conversely, the Gerudo army was celebrating. The war was over, they could return home. Plus, their leader had gained a beautiful new bride. Ganondorf himself was in a highly festive mood. He danced, he sang, he ate, he played. As night drew, the Gerudo army, Ganondorf and Zelda at the head, departed.

After several days of travelling, they reached Ganondorf's fortress in the desert. Ganondorf strided into the foyer of the castle, Zelda quietly following behind.

"Now, my beautiful bride, shall we have a feast in honor of your arrival, or shall we adjourn to our bedchambers?"

Zelda could resist no longer.

Ganondorf heard one continuous ripping sound. He turned around to see with great surprise that Zelda had torn her one-piece dress down the middle. With greater surprise -- and not too little excitement -- he saw that she wore no underwear.

"Ever since your people started warring with ours, the leaders of the respective nations have been demonized by the populace of the other. I grew up believing that shit. But the first time I saw you -- a portrait stolen in a raid on Gerudo territory -- those feelings were instantly blown away. I knew then and there that I had to have you, in every way."

Ganondorf remained speechless as Zelda began pacing towards him.

"Do you know how much willpower it took not to scream 'YES!' at the top of my lungs when you offered your proposal? You probably never will. I had to retain my composure, or else my people would depose me, thinking I had gone mad.lda lda stopped short less than half a foot from the Gerudo king. "We can eat later. Your room is too far away." With that, Zelda took hold of Ganondorf's pants and tore them as she had her dress. Immediately, his erection sprang forward. Zelda had never imagined it being as big as it was -- eight inches long, one inch thick. For a moment, she stood still, awed. She, at barely five feet, jumped upon the seven-foot Ganondorf and impaled herself upon the erect penis. She screamed aloud at the simultaneous pleasure/pain, as she wrapped her limbs around the Gerudo king to keep herself stable upon the large member.

She began pumping up and down, all the while staring into Ganondorf's eyes lustily. She pulled his head down then, and as their lips met, she shoved her tongue forward into his mouth and began caressing his own tongue.

The Gerudo king briefly broke off contact then, to remove his leather mail. Fully naked, he now applied himself in earnest, thrusting his own tongue into Zelda's mouth and caressing her breasts, occasionally pinching and rubbing the nipples with his fingers. He began pumping into Zelda with the same force and rhythm as Zelda was pumping onto him.

The symphony of sensation could not have possibly lasted. Ganondorf came first, shooting his seed repeatedly into Zelda's love canal. This set off Zelda, as her vagina began squeezing and pumping Ganondorf's penis for all its worth. Shortly aftehey hey both collapsed on the rug, spent, Ganondorf still inside Zelda.

"I...I love you..." Zelda panted before passing out from exhaustion.