Seven Years

Oooh my gosh. I can't believe I'm posting this up. Okay, let me breath first. *hyperventalates like crazy* This is my very very first lemon. I'm still embarrassed. -///- Please don't judge me.

There was a request for a Link/Young Link lemon in the Zelda section back then by Ginsenshi, and I was interested in reading one too, so I might as well kill two stones with a bird. ...Har har.

Oh, and, even though this is a Link/Young Link lemon in the Legend of Zelda section, this is taking place in the Super Smash Brothers Melee universe. I'm pretty sure everyone has played this, or almost everyone. ...I kinda used a lot of terms from there, so its best if you know what is going on. ...And because its in SSBM universe, that means there will be a battle scene. ...Woot?

Oh yes, thanks much to my Hasuko nee-chan for beta-reading it for me so my first lemon wouldn't look as pathetic!

Warning!!! Underage kid sex with an adult! ...Who are the same people! If this disturbs you, please leave. I will not be held responsible for any brains that explode in the process of reading this. Thank you.

Also, this is a PWP story. Plot what plot/porn without plot. So, it's mindless Link sexing up Young Link. |P

Let the story roll!

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The flash of light that had brought him here disappeared just as quick as it had appeared. Young Link gently hopped off the podium and landed safely on the center stage of Termina's Great Bay. Well, it wasn't the actual Great Bay but a very accurate simulation of the place. Still, Young Link took a deep breath of the sea air and couldn't help feeling a bit nostalgic. He spotted the sinister looking moon looming in the sky above him, but that was the least of his worries.

On the other side of the stage, Link, clad in his blue Zora tunic (for reasons not mentioned), landed from his own podium to the back of the giant island turtle. He reached behind him to grab the hilt of the legendary Master Sword, unsheathing it from its blue and golden resting place and preparing for the battle. With the Hylian shield in his other hand, Link leapt off the turtle and charged towards his opponent.

Metal blades clashed against each other, Young Link blocking the Jump Attack that his older self had performed. The boy quickly rolled to the side and slashed his Kokiri Sword repeatedly. The slashes turned into light jabs, hitting Link several times before he could evade. Link pulled out a bomb from somewhere in his tunic and chucked it at the child, who in return had stopped his violent jabbing and threw out his boomerang. The two projectiles met; the bomb exploded, the boomerang returned, but neither players were harmed.

Rolling off the main stage, Link jumped to the hazardous platform on the far left that bobbed in the water. A capsule had poofed up, ready for grabs. He had it in his hands when a fire arrow had landed, nearly missing his foot. Link turned to see that Young Link had also jumped to a lower platform but directly across from his own. The kid was preparing another arrow but it was intercepted by the capsule that Link had hurled. The capsule popped into a Star Rod on contact and landed into the waters of the Great Bay. Growling, the boy prepared a third arrow and released. The fire arrow had hit its sport but the Hylian Shield had reduced its impact to nothing. Link revealed the cheeky grin he had been hiding behind his shield, surprising his younger counterpart but at the same time angering him.

Cheeks now flushed, the boy revealed his boomerang again and threw it at his target. Young Link laugh triumphantly when the Hylian Shield did not protect the teen from the angular projectile.

Deciding that far distance fights were boring, the young Hylian hopped to the main platform and grabbed a Super Scope that had conveniently poofed up. He charged it up and released when Link had jumped from his platform. An air dodge and two more charged shots, Link had taken about 66% damage while Young Link was still unscathed.

Link scowled, he was not going to let the brat better him. The kid was making his way to the end of the turtle where a Heart Container appeared. Of course, Young Link didn't need it, he just didn't want his older self to get it. The hero in blue was just about to go over and put some hurt on the kid when a PokeBall landed behind him. Thinking quick, he seized it and threw the ball like a professional Pokemon Trainer.

Young Link turned around in time to hear a "Togepriii~". A bright flash followed and the kid was out like a light. Link brushed his hair to the side as the sleeping fighter sunk into the waters with the island turtle.

The kid was vexed now. He jumped off the glowing podium and immediately thrust his sword downward. Link was dealt more damage from the Finishing Blow and impulsively struck back. Unfortunately, Young Link was still glowing a bit and was temporarily invincible. The adolescent hero pulled out his HookShot to grab his opponent (even though he was standing a few inches away from him) bopping him on the head with the sword's hilt a few times before he threw him to the right and shot a fire arrow just for good measure. Link was sent hurtling towards the Great Bay's watery depth, until the island turtle decided to rise again.

Young Link rolled his eyes exasperatedly. He'll have to get rid of the turtle when he was done with his current opponent.

Link quickly recovered from the attack. A party ball laid to his side and was quickly thrown in hopes of some recovery food. Bum buh-dah bah! The party ball's confetti dropped out along with several black Bob-bombs. Link jumped to the side to avoid getting blown away. He was picking one up to give to the kid as a present when he heard a whistle. He looked up to see Young Link, with his own explosive in hand.

"Bye bye," the boy mouthed and let the bomb drop. One by one, the bombs went off, sending Link flying out of the arena.

Young Link opened a bottle of Lon Lon Milk and chugged it down in two gulps. He sat high on Tingle's balloon, looking for appropriate weapons to use before his older self returned. The balloon popped, landing the kid on the lower right platform. On the left platform, he spotted a PokeBall next to a Lip's Stick. Grinning widely, Young Link jumped, double jumped, then performed a Spin Attack to reach the other side.

By then, Link had already returned and stood all set to fight. A PokeBall was aimed for his head, he was able to sidestep the stray missile. A short green Pokemon adorning red flowers and a yellow and green grass skirt appeared and started a dance of Sleeping Powder. Link fell to his knees, lulled to sleep by the small Bellossom until he was knocked on the head by something else.

Link rubbed the little sleep he had out of his eyes, his head throbbed painfully. His vision cleared slowly but he was able to see Young Link standing not too far from him. The kid had a cocky smirk on his face and a Lip's Stick twirling between his fingers. Link blushed, not understanding why the kid looked very appealing at the moment. Again his head pounded, he realized there was a giant flower on his head. The more he moved, the more spores seemed to fall and it appeared to be impairing his judgement.

The mixture of the Bellossom's sleeping spores and the flower on his head made him sluggish, he didn't see the kid advance on his until he was thwacked again by the flower stick. Link was sent flying with an even larger flower on his head. As soon as he had landed on the end of the right platform, he was stricken, yet again, by the Lip's Stick.

At about 49% and very dizzy, Link got up, almost stumbling over the circular object by his foot. He grabbed whatever it was and lobbed it upward where Young Link was about to spring in. The kid was hit, then spun up like a yo yo.

Link realized that it must have been a Screw Attack that he threw. The Hero flushed a brighter red and a bit of blood escaped his nostril from the small innuendo. The giant flower on his head still brought high damage and emitted strong spores. He slapped his face to clear off unwanted thoughts, then jumped back on the main stage to find his opponent.

Young Link had slightly recovered from the spin, getting up as soon as he heard Link landing on the stage. The boy thrust forward with his Kokiri Sword when he was stopped by Link's LongShot hooking onto his belt and pulling him right up to the taller swordsman. He was thrown down onto the stone floor, knocking most of the wind out of him. He knew he had to get up quick, but he couldn't find the proper strength to bring himself up.

Link now stood hovering over his younger self, who was laying on the ground looking as vulnerable as possible. Dropping to his knees, the older hero took the boy's face in his hands and smothered his mouth against the child's. His tongue lashed about the warm oral cavity of the young one and he was pretty sure he tasted cream. He couldn't think. The impulse to touch the younger Link overpowered his fighting spirit along with the rest of his senses. Of course, the kid was struggling underneath him, his little hands either pushing against him or trying to grab a weapons from his pockets. His wrists were restrained by the gauntleted hands of the more experienced fighter, leaving him helpless.

The hot kiss was broken so that Link was able to explore the flesh of the younger hero. His mouth found its way to the base of Young Link's neck. Small nips and kisses were placed in a trail up the neck and behind the ears. He breathed softly into the little Hylian's long ears and grinned lightly when the small body shuddered beneath him. A voice in his head reminded him that ears were sensitive to touch. He tested the thought by nibbling on the boy's ears.

As soon as his mouth was free, Young Link had thought to bite his assaulter on the shoulder or something but he never got the chance. His breath was hindered by the caresses and all that came out were tiny gasps and squeaks. He couldn't comprehend what was happening, one moment they were fighting intensely, the next he was pinned to the floor by his older self and was experiencing sensations he didn't know he was capable of feeling.

Link had removed his gauntlets and tugged off the belt from the smaller figure's outfit. His fingers brushed against the younger boy's naked legs and made their way upward. Young Link clawed his nails into blue tunic fabric as calloused hands reached his upper thighs and slightly brushed against his crotch. A loud gasp emitted from the child's lips when the foreign fingers slipped under his tunic and wrapped themselves around his developing arousal.

Link couldn't help but chuckle at the way the adolescent was reacting to the actions. Had the boy already forgotten about the fight? The morals of their actions didn't strike him either as heat and pleasure clouded the boy's mind.

Young Link felt the fingers squeezing lightly against his member, making light jerking motions, allowing the pre-fluids to trickle down his length. The teen pulled his hand back momentarily to lap away the fluids that covered his digits.

From the absence of the heated sensations, the underage boy gyrated his hips against the older's stiffened arousal hidden under the cloth of the Zora tunic. Both Links let out a sharp gasp followed by a moan.

In need to repeat that action, Link unbuckled the belt around his waist, slipping the tunic off along with the white undershirt and tossing them to the side. His white stockings were stripped off after his boots were removed. Young Link's tunic was peeled off, catching his green cap in the process.

Now without any material in the way, fervent skin on skin contact made delicious friction. The adolescent moaned into the teen's bare chest, his arms wrapped around the other's neck for support. Link was surprised to hear his own pants and groans in all the fuzzy haze of their intimacy. Why was he doing this again? He shrugged mentally and kept up the speed.

Young Link released soon, shooting his semen across Link's stomach and all over his thighs. Link broke off their frantic rubbing to lick clean the boy's member. He dragged his tongue deliberately upright, enjoying the wriggle of the young one against his mouth. The child's haggard breathing returned to the euphoric squeals and moans that suited the mood. Slurping up all the white fluids, Link made his way down, leaving a glistening path of saliva along the way. Passing the two testicles, his tongue came across the boy's entrance. Young Link found it hard to breath sensing Link's tongue probe his wet inside. He bit onto his clenched knuckles to suppress the crows that bubbled in his throat, wanting to be let out. He clamped his eyes shut, allowing himself to fall into an almost fantasy-like state.

Link grazed his lips upon the young one's eyelid as a reassurance to the boy. Wide blue eyes met similar, gentle, azure irises, finding longing and innocence comparable to his own. The boy raised a hand to caress the cheek of the more mature face. A kiss to the lips initiated by the smaller boy was all Link needed before pushing his length into his virgin hole. The grip on his neck returned, only now a lot tighter. Still in the lip-lock, Young Link had bit down on Link's lower lip due to the immense pain. Blood was drawn from the broken skin, but Link allowed it, to compensate for the discomfort his younger self was going through. He pulled out a bit, then slid in slowly to get a minute rhythm. Young Link shifted slightly, hoping the aching would not last long.

Eventually a moan was heard coming from the child, the pleasure finally washing in. He crossed his short legs around Link's waist to diminish the space between them. Link groped the kid's behind, lifting his backside off the ground for easier movement. His thrusts came quicker with Young Link synchronizing his movements to match the intensity.

Their ragged huffs accelerated. The harder he drove into the minor's tight buttocks, the louder their cries came. Young Link left red marks on his arms, his fingernails dug deep into his own skin. The heat building up between his legs was due for release. He pressed closer to the older Link, hoping the good feeling would stay and he would never have to let go.

The slapping noises produced by the pounding of flesh on flesh carried on until Link gave a final push and discharged his juices inside Young Link. The boy had ejaculated moments earlier and came again upon feeling the warm wetness fill him. With a final cry, the child went limp.

Link pulled out of the boy, the sticky semen oozing out of the adolescent's abused hole. His younger self didn't move, half lidded eyes stared into nothing, his bare chest calmly heaving the adrenaline away. The older figure gazed at the disheveled child he had just defiled. His chest started to ache and his mind screamed that he had just done something terribly wrong. Link scrambled over to the pile of clothes littered across the floor. He made a frenzy trying to dress himself, all while thinking how horrible of a person he was for the deed he had just committed.

A small hand grabbed his trembling wrist. He was shaking all over and he didn't even realize it. The hero (he felt he didn't even deserve that title anymore) didn't want to look at the younger boy. He turned his head away in shame, not wanting to see those blue eyes that had once held innocence.

Young Link tugged on the teen's ear just to get him to face him directly. He was startled to see the same blue eyes that had comforted him before waver in uncertainty and was on the brink of tears. Wishing not to see his older counterpart in distress, the young one embraced him. Instead of calming down, Link had stiffened at the comforting touch and struggled to escape the hug. Not giving up, Young Link forced his mouth over the teen's, needing the other to apprehend his unexpected feelings.

The kiss held no lust, nothing sexual or carnal. Desires of being close to the other mixed with the admiration of a childhood crush was processed through a single lip to lip osculation. The child parted, noting that the teen had stilled. His little fingers brushed away misplaced strands of hair to view the alluring features of his future form. Young Link adored what he saw, kissing the teen again because of that.

"Don't worry. Everything is going to be alright. You didn't do anything wrong, do not be afraid." Link read from the boy's countenance and actions. The child nuzzled his nose against his own. Warm fuzzy feelings swept away the guilt and fear that burdened him. Fingers pulled the end of his lips upward into a disordered smile. "Please be happy." He couldn't help laughing heartily.

Young Link found his tunic and cap (his boots were on during the whole time) and put them on. His sword and shield were strapped back in place but kept away. This event match would have to continue some other time. But for now, they called it even.

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...What? That's it? ...I mean, yes, that is it! ... ... ... MAKE LOVE NOT WAR!

If anyone has noticed, I tried very hard to put no dialogue. Yeah, I cheated because even if there was no vocalized speeches, there were quotes. Not counting the Togepi.

How was it? Reviews would be nice, I would like to know if anyone else besides me thought it was corny.