I was working on the Shadow Link/Link story and started experiencing scope creep when I tried to add this to that story, so I'm starting this as its own story.
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Ganondorf Dragmire watched the fire dance before him. The fireplace was decorated with red and golden stone, and the hearth before it was a rich, onyx black. The colors put him at ease, and he turned his gaze to the dragon tapestry that hung over his four-poster bed. The slender form of Volvagia twisted in a graceful S over black silk embroidered with golden stitches, shaped like flames behind the dragon. His heart swelled at the sight of beautiful things, and this new possession was the focal point of his room.
He thought to himself that there were things far more exquisite than a piece of fabric, and he chuckled as a figure swooped into the window and cast a fixing spell over his body. He could not move, except to talk, blink, and breathe.
“It is hardly wise to be alone with the King of Darkness,” he said, his voice a deep rumble that shook the bones of the intruder.
Zelda closed in on him, keeping her powers fixed on Ganondorf, who was much larger. She stood before him, her slender white hands fluttering before his torso as she contemplated touching him. He gave her a bitter smile as she peered into his face.
“You silly girl,” he whispered in a harsh voice, “you know I will be the death of you!”
“No!” she cried, “You are my light! You are my world!” Careful to keep her power over him, Zelda embraced his body and sunk her face into his stomach. She didn’t care if he was enormous, or that they were working to destroy each others’ kingdoms. She found him powerfully erotic. She savored the spiced scent of him, and she melted into the heat of his thick body.
His arms twitched. He wanted the freedom to wrap them around her, and take her. “Then release this spell you have on me, so I can be with you the way I desire to.”
She looked up into his face, her mouth a hard, straight line and her yellow eyebrows furrowed. “You know I cannot do that! I know what you will do as soon as I give you the chance.”
“Princess, I will capture you anyway, the instant you let your guard down. I don’t know where you hide, but you will eventually reveal yourself, and I will be upon you at once. It is only a matter of time.”
Zelda frowned at him, knowing very well that he waited diligently for her to drop her defense. “It won’t happen if I can help it...”
He laughed, his voice vibrating through his belly and into her chest. Her arms prickled with goosebumps.
She cautiously directed him toward his bed, keeping her control fixed on his body. She was becoming tired, and she needed to keep Ganondorf under her control or all would be lost.
“Sit on your bed,” she commanded, holding open a silver collar with a long chain. She fixed the chain to one of the beams of the bed while Ganondorf sat and watched her, then she clasped the collar around his thick, dark neck. He felt his powers drain from his body.
“I hate this dreadful thing,” he growled. Zelda regarded him with soft eyes that calmed his irritation.
“I have no doubt you would find a similar method to make me powerless before you, given the chance,” she said. He mentally agreed as he watched her. With a small key, Zelda locked the collar around his neck and the chain around the bed poster. She didn’t let him out of her spell until she stored the key safely on the mantle across the room, where he could not reach it, and then she stopped controlling him.
Zelda approached the bed, cautious, for she knew he still had the strength to rip her body apart if he wished to. Ganondorf reached out and took her to the bed. Her heart thundered as he set her on her back, upon the blood red covers, and he climbed over her.
Zelda was in a feverish state, pearls of sweat forming on her forehead and her chest heaving up and down, as he caressed her body through the thin fabric of her dress. She reached up and felt his rough arms through the studded, leather armor.
“The goddesses have cursed us on purpose,” she said, running her hands over his face, through his red hair and along his ears.
“They have a nasty sense of humor,” he agreed. He wove one strong arm behind her back and pressed his body into hers, and he cradled her head in his other hand as he kissed her. He sunk his tongue in to taste her hot mouth. Zelda’s legs trembled and her private parts ached for him. Ganondorf carefully rubbed his manhood between her legs and she made soft sounds in his mouth.
Ganondorf reached down and lifted her dress so it was bunched around her hips. He pressed his groin between her legs, rough and slow, until she writhed beneath him.
He wrapped his large, powerful hands around her wrists and pressed them over her head as he pinned her with his gaze. Zelda’s heart pounded and her cheeks burned. She wrapped her legs around him, craving the feel of his body pressed into her. Her pussy throbbed, hungry for him.
“Zelda. Remove this collar at once.”
“I will not,” she said.
Ganondorf considered her rosy face, his yellow eyes both chilling her and setting her on fire. “You have to take so many cautions around me. I know it is tiresome for you. This will be much more enjoyable for both of us when you do not have to worry about controlling me. And there is so much I can give you, but I am restrained!”
A few tears welled up in Zelda’s blue eyes as she considered him. She wanted to give herself over to him, and think only of the passion they shared, but she had a duty to Hyrule.
“I cannot do this thing you ask,” she said, her voice pouring out in a soft tremble.
Ganondorf studied her, and his mind worked around the situation. His cock swelled up and it wanted to sink into her and find pleasure. He closed his eyes in regret and exercised what small amount of control he had left.
“Then I cannot give you what you want, my sweet princess.” He let go of her wrists and rose from her body. Zelda cried out in dismay as Ganondorf sat on the side of his bed and faced away from her, gazing at the black clouds outside his tall window. He sat stiff and tense, refraining from touching her, and Zelda’s spirit sank.
