The cool afternoon breeze blew, rushing gently across her skin, relaxing her spirit. As she strode slowly through Hyrule field, she felt the blades of grass between her toes and sensed her connection to the land. Inhaling deeply, she took the fresh, cool air into her lungs, noting how it contrasted the warmth of the sun on her face.
Closing her eyes, she sighed inwardly, contented.
When she opened them again, she saw the warm sun rapidly falling below the horizon as night came upon the land in a brief moment. Though the heat that it cast on her face didn't diminish; it was replaced by the heat of flames that rose up from all around the field. Hyrule was burning. Trees were consumed completely. Ash rained from the sky. In the distance, Hyrule Castle crumbled.
A blinding light caught her attention. Upon a tall hill the completed Triforce shone brightly. She ascended the mound, drawn to the symbol of all Hyrule's glory. She trudged up the slope, each step becoming heavier and more difficult, as if some force was resisting her approach.
Undeterred, she pushed on. The inferno seemed to grow in intensity the closer she got, consuming the entire land in flames, until she reached the crest of the hill. There, she was met by a tall woman, dressed in flowing white linens. She had stunning crimson hair and upon her forehead was the mark of the Triforce. Though she had never seen her before, she immediately recognized the woman as the Goddess of Power, Din.
"Why have you burned my land!?" she wailed.
The goddess only smiled softly and took her hand.
*CRASH!*
Zelda woke suddenly at the loud sound. "What?" She looked around confused. There was an odd chill in the room. Then she heard the sound again, fully awake she could recognize it as thunder. It was raining, pouring in fact. She looked to the balcony to see the heavy spray beating down on the stone, and.... Samus?
"What are you doing!?"
Samus stood on the balcony wearing just her underwear and thinly worn T-shirt, standing perfectly still, arms at her side, head tilted up slightly. It was an oddly beautiful sight; she was just a wisp of a figure in the dim light and haze of the downpour, like a spirit come to visit her in the night. She looked small and frail, lost in the enormity of the storm, yet at the same time, strong, unmoved by the torrent and winds; a contradiction. Zelda got up from bed and went to the balcony, standing just outside the reach of the driving rain.
"Samus!" Zelda tried to yell over the din of the defining downpour.
'She can't hear me out there.'
Zelda took a deep breath then stepped out into the rain, getting soaked instantly. She walked up behind Samus and put a hand on her shoulder. "Come inside!"
Samus turned to her suddenly, surprised but not startled. She took Zelda by the hand and stood at arms length with her.
"Isn't this great?" Samus said.
"Uh..." Zelda looked confused.
"Just close your eyes and let the rain hit you!"
"Um...Al-alright..." She did as Samus said and closed her eyes, holding her arms out at her sides slightly as Samus was doing.
The heavy rain was cool on her skin and the heavy pelts felt like a thousand cold tiny kisses all over her. In a way it was somewhat exhilarating. As they stood there Zelda felt Samus squeeze her hand and, at first, she didn't respond. However, the second time Samus' reassuring gesture caused her heart to melt and a wave of regret came over her for all the arguing and turmoil. It was just a simple, sweet, and yet entirely unexpected act that caught Zelda completely off guard. Perhaps it was just because it was the first caring gesture from Samus since their fight, but it made Zelda feel like everything would be alright again.
"Samus, I..." She turned to see Samus with her head back and eyes closed, facing into the rain. On her face she wore the brightest, most genuine smile Zelda had ever seen her with. It was incredible; Samus, for the first time, seemed truly happy, and it was brought about by nothing more than a simple rainstorm.
Fascinated, Zelda reached out with her other hand to touch her smiling mouth. She ran the tips of her finger across Samus' lips, from one side of her mouth to the other then back again. Samus opened her eyes and looked at Zelda inquisitively. Still touching Samus' lips, Zelda took a step closer to her as her hand moved from her lips to cup her cheek. Zelda looked deeply into Samus' eyes as remorse welled up inside her. Her arm slipped around Samus' waist and pulled her closer into a full embrace, resting her head against Samus' chest.
Zelda took a deep breath, and sighed out slowly. She squeezed her beloved tightly and held her for a long while as the rain beat down around them.
"I'm sorry," Zelda finally spoke.
"Mhh, me too."
"No...don't be..." Zelda shook her head. "You were right."
"I know I was right. I wasn't apologizing for that."
"Then--"
"For calling you princess... That was... I was really stupid," Samus said sadly. Her arms finally came around to hug Zelda back.
"I was acting like it though... I should have never agreed to that dinner. I guess you felt betrayed. You've been helping... pushing me to be more independent and stronger, and... then this. I just gave in... It must have been such a huge disappointment to you."
"No-"
"I was a disappointment to myself."
"No, Zelda. You were... I'm not disappointed with you at all.... I mean, I guess I was... a little. But... you finally stood up to that jackass. That what matters here," Samus said and rested her hand reassuringly on Zelda's head. "I wish I could have seen you then."
Zelda smiled and rested her head against Samus' chest again, hugging her even tighter.
"Samus I..." Zelda spoke softly but corrected herself to account of the noise of the pouring rain. "I hated fighting with you!" Zelda spoke over droning sound.
"Yeah..." Samus nodded in agreement, cradling Zelda's head against herself.
"Let's go in," Zelda said and pulled Samus just inside the room and out of the rain, then embraced her again with all the strength she had. The water dripping off them quickly made a puddle at their feet.
Zelda hugged her tight, sighing in relief. It was a weight of her shoulders to have settled that. Things started to feel right between them again. Though... something else still tugged at the back of her mind, a sadness that threatened to weigh her down again. The argument was over but... that was right, the other argument they had, she had forgotten that. One argument distracted from the other and the first, and possibly more serious one, never got resolved. It might be pressing things too hard, but as long as both of them were in an apologizing mood she thought to try.
"Listen, Samus, the other night... about what you said. You were worried that you were a terrible person, and that it bothered you to have to take lives during you're work... that you weren't worthy of me."
"Hey can we just forget--"
"No, please, let me say this," Zelda cut her off but was careful to keep her tone soft. "I never thought..." Zelda stopped and sighed heavily, taking time to carefully consider her words. "You're so troubled by your past, and I hadn't considered how that truly affects you. I'm sorry for not understanding that. I don't think I can truly ever appreciate exactly how you feel without experiencing those things first hand." Zelda loosened her hold on Samus and pulled back a little to look her in the eyes. "You had been telling me all along... or trying to in your own way. I wasn't listening very well. I'm so very sorry."
Samus looked uncomfortably away from her gaze. "Yeah, well... you probably shouldn't listen to most things I say anyway."
"What? Why would you say such a thing?"
"Because I... I don't know what I'm saying half the time. Last night... I didn't mean most of that stuff... not really... I've never spoken about those things, never really thought about them even. I guess was just... ranting." Samus huffed and shook her head. "Nothing I say ever comes out right," she said, her expression becoming worried. "I... I have such trouble expressing myself. I don't know how to talk about... what... what I feel, or... I just... I can't get it out. I never know what to say, and even if I do think of something it just sounds wrong after I've said it. I'm so stupid when it comes to this stuff, I can't--"
"Samus, shhh... It's okay," Zelda spoke softly, stopping Samus' aimless rant. "For the most part, most of the time... I do understand what you mean." She smiled warmly. "I have you all figured out."
Samus took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and lowered her head, touching foreheads with Zelda. "It never used to bother me; killing. I was just... It didn't matter... it didn't matter if I was a monster. I was alone so it didn't matter. But now...now because of you..." Samus shook her head side to side and sighed. "I have to be better than that... for you."
"You're not a monster," Zelda said reassuringly.
"I... I know... I didn't mean... ugh... Look, just remember that no matter what I say, all I care about is not hurting you. Okay?"
"That's all?" Zelda's face looked disappointed. "I would have hoped for a little more than just not wanting to hurt me."
"See... just forget that too. What I meant is that it's what's most important to me... uh... no that's not right either..." Samus bit her lower lip and looked all around the room as if the answers were out there somewhere. "I suck at this, okay!" She then glanced back down at Zelda, staring into her waiting eyes. "Tch... I don't even know how to talk to you properly." She looked away again quickly, then back. "I mean, you try being alone you whole life..."
"I have been..." Zelda said sharply "...for the most part... What I mean is, I've never been in a serious relationship before either... But... that's not the same thing as being alone."
Zelda reached for her face, caressing her cheek with one hand, whipping away the rain water that continually ran down her face from her hair.
"This isn't who I am," Samus spoke slowly and quietly. "I've never cared what people thought of me... When did I start worrying about how someone else feels about me? How does that accomplish anything? Other people never mattered, what they thought, or what they said to me. That had no effect on me at all. When did I ever care?" she mused rhetorically. But when she spoke next it was directed at Zelda. "Why!? Why do I care? Why do I care so much what you think?"
"Because you are only human... and that's normal."
"I should be stronger than that."
"Samus..."
"God, I don't know what I saying again...every time I try and say something to you I think of a thousand different things and ways to say them... it's like they're all spinning around and I can't find the right one. I know it's in there somewhere, but I just can't find it." Samus' voice became more frantic and desperate as she spoke. "None of it makes any sense, just a jumbled mess in my head and I... I just worry I'll end up saying something that will... that..."
Zelda silenced her by pulling her into a gentle kiss, softly pecking at her lower lip. Her hands came up to cradle Samus' face.
Zelda pulled away to look her in the eyes, still caressing her cheeks. "You're trying too hard. Let things happen. It will be okay. I have faith in you."
"I don't want to hurt you. That is... It's what I'm certain about."
Zelda slowly wrapped her arms around Samus' waist, pulling the two of them close. Embracing her tightly, Zelda let her head rest against her. She felt at ease, things really would be okay now. As long as Samus was at her side everything would be okay.
"Things seemed so simple before you," Samus said quietly. "I could make sense of everything, and... it wasn't easy but, I always knew what to do. This is so much more..." She sighed, again frustrated by her inability to communicate. "I don't know, not difficult, but... more complicated."
Zelda griped her shoulders and looked her firmly in the eyes. "Samus Aran isn't scared of a challenge... not the one I know."
"Uh!" Samus squeaked in surprise. That was completely right. Why didn't she realize that before! Zelda was so wise. She'd be damned before she allowed the challenge of a relationship beat her, she resolved. On the other hand she never had a challenge quite like this before and didn't know if it was something she could overcome. "Mmm," she nodded in response.
Samus could feel the soaking wet girl shivering in her arms. "You're cold," she said. Pulling Zelda closer she tightly wrapped her arms around her.
"I just need to dry off." Zelda took a step back and looked down at herself then to Samus. They were both dripping all over the stone floor. "Uh...stay here, don't move. I'll get some towels."
Not wanting to get water everywhere herself, Zelda began taking off her nightgown. She paused, looked uneasily at Samus then down to herself. 'That's not a problem. She's seen me before,' she thought, and then slid the gowns straps off of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor and land with a sloppy sounding squish. Her wet feet slapped across floor as she quickly ran to her closet. She came out a few moments later with a towel wrapped around her body, another around her head, and had a small bundle of them in her arms. Laying the stack of towels on the corner of the bed, she took one off the top and brought it over to Samus.
She reached for the towel but Zelda stopped her. "L- Let me..." Zelda said uncertainly, deciding on the spur of the moment.
"Um, okay..."
"This long hair of yours picks up much water," Zelda said as she reached up behind Samus' head and took out her hair tie, letting down her ponytail. She patted the towel on Samus' face once and then wrapped it around her head and ran it down the length of her hair several times. It wasn't long before the towel was soaked as well.
"That will have to do for now." Zelda guided her over to the bed and spread out a fresh towel for her to sit on. With the last of the towels, she began with Samus' face, wiping her forehead first she then moved down to her cheeks, delicately working around her eyes.
Zelda moved down to her neck, and then rubbed her strong shoulders with a slow methodical motion. There eyes met and Samus stared passively as Zelda tenderly cared for her. She supposed she still felt fairly guilty about fighting so badly with Samus and just wanted to do something to bring them closer.
She took Samus' hand in hers so just the tips of their fingers connected then gently extended her left arm and lightly dabbed her with the towel, and then did the same for her right. Hesitantly Zelda pressed the towel against her chest with chest next, though she realized that would be futile with her shirt so completely wet. The soaked material of was nearly transparent and tightly clung to her skin; she might as well have not been wearing anything at all.
"Uh... we should, um... probably take this off," Zelda said nervously as she knelt on the floor in front of the other woman.
Samus crossed her arms and started to lift her shirt up. "I'll do it," Zelda interrupted with a hand on her wrist. Taking the shirt by the bottom, Zelda slid it up her torso, the backs of her fingers inadvertently dragging across Samus' exposed wet skin along the way. Raising her arms in the air Samus allowed the garment to be freely removed, which when thrown to the floor made the same kind of sound as Zelda's nightgown had.
Zelda again pat the towel against Samus' chest to dry her off. As she moved down to her stomach she was awkwardly aware of Samus' eyes fixed on her. Leaning a bit closer, Zelda wrapped the towel partially around her, drying her sides as she moved back up Samus' body.
She only now became aware of the effect all of this was having on her, as she discovered she no longer felt the chill of the room. A warm flush came over her body and her heartbeat was noticeable to her. Somehow she had found her way back to Samus' chest. With hand planted firmly on each of Samus' breasts, her motion wasn't really drying, but more like fondling through a towel.
How did this happen all of a sudden? She hadn't indented it, nor was she aware when the activity changed, but drying off was the last thing on her mind now.
Soon the towel slipped from her hands and fell to the floor, removing any pretext as to what she was doing. Zelda stared in awe of the beauty before her as her hands moved of their own accord, caressing Samus softly. Last time they had done this Zelda was too caught up and surprised to focus on what they were doing, but now her mind had opportunity to muse over the finer details of what it truly meant to be attracted to another woman. The gentle curved lines that defined the shape of her body, toned yet relaxed muscles that were soft and firm at the same time, milky skin slick and cool from the rain. Any lingering doubts she may have had as to the nature of her sexuality were definitively put to rest.
Samus let out a soft moan causing Zelda to look up at her face and theirs eyes connected.
"Oh!" Zelda slid her hands uneasily off of Samus' body. "Samus, I... sorry, I... I wasn't thinking." She timidly lowered her eyes. How could she have just used Samus to entertain her lustful urges like that that? She felt ashamed at her selfish actions and the lecherous thoughts that ran through her head. Samus was the person she loved, not some object of desire. "I should have asked first," she muttered.
"Zelda, it's okay... really." Samus smiled mischievously and leaned back on the bed, resting on her elbows. "Go on... have your way with me."
Zelda stared at her in astonishment as she lay back, completely exposed. She blushed brightly and could feel her heart beating faster. Samus was offering herself up to do with as she pleased. If only she knew how... She felt lost, like someone offered her the chance to be in an orchestra and play the most beautiful music she could imagine, then handed her an instrument she had no idea how to play.
"I...I um... not sure what to do," Zelda said meekly, embarrassed by her lack of experience.
"You were doing great just now."
"But I was just..." What was the word she was looking for? "Exploring," she said finally.
"Well, keep at it; there are certain parts of me you haven't explored yet," Samus said with a smirk.
"Uh... Well..."
"Zelda... you're really cute when you're shy like this," Samus said, using that 'C' word she hated without even flinching.
Zelda blushed furiously, so much so that she felt like she would melt away completely.
"It's alright. Just touch me how you'd like to be touched," Samus encouraged.
Zelda took a deep breath and hesitantly reached for Samus' chest, but stopped, smiled awkwardly, and instead caressed her cheek and laid another hand on her shoulder.
"They don't bite," Samus teased.
"Heh... r-right." Zelda smiled briefly and allowed her hands to begin to travel. Running one hand down the length of her arm and the other back through her damp hair, the princess enjoyed the simple pleasure of the texture of skin beneath her palm.
Zelda's hand returned to Samus' face, her finger tips gently brushing over the huntress's lips on there way down to the soft skin of her neck. As she became more comfortable, she became bolder, allowing her hands to travel away from the 'safe' places. She explored the toned expanse of abdomen, noting the contrast of soft skin that covered hard taught muscles.
This was awkward but arousing at the same time. She now had the opportunity to act out fantasies she never before allowed herself to even consider. The ideas just came to her then and there. She was sure they were not elaborate or outlandish by anyone's standard but hers. For the modest royal the simple thoughts were titillating and exhilarating. Being able to immediately act on her desires helped in overcoming her reservations.
Samus smiled as Zelda became more adventurous, pleased with her small accomplishment. And while she would have preferred more passion, Zelda more than made up for that by being so adorable. Her timid feather touches tickled slightly causing involuntary muscles spasms, which Samus enjoyed immensely.
Emboldened by her own desires, despite not being completely comfortable with them, Zelda hesitantly reached for Samus' breasts. Too hesitantly for Samus; she grabbed Zelda's wrist and brought her hand the remaining distance, surprising the princess slightly.
"So- so warm," Zelda sighed.
The soft texture invited her in and she wondered how that skin would feel against her lips. The thought was embarrassing, but by this point she was powerless to resist the decadent suggestions her mind was conjuring up. Samus had done this to her last time, so it was only fair, a different part of her brain rationalized. Compulsively, she was drawn in before she realized what was happening, and soon found herself planting feathered kisses on the other woman's stomach. With no other escape, her shallow breaths came back in her face, intensifying the heat she already felt.
The warmth and silken texture were gratifying to her senses. Pressed so close she became aware of every breath her lover took. Lips were not enough to experience it all. Her eyes closed, and her face turned to the side, caressing her right cheek against the huntress's body. Turning to the other cheek, her lips slid easily across Samus rain dampened skin as she took in a thin breath.
The feel of ribs beneath that soft skin let her know of her unconscious ascent up Samus' body. There was no turning back now. Her lips found soft flesh mounds and lingered there, seemingly indefinitely, as her arms came around to hold her lover. And there she remained until a gentle reverberation from the huntress' throat drew her attention upward. And so, upward she traveled, ascending further to attain the other's lips.
Zelda's towel slipped and fell to the floor as she slowly stood in her attempt to reach her lovers lips, leaving her exposed as well. She climbed until they met face to face in a ravenous kiss, the heat of her passion now beginning to dissolve her shy demeanor. Zelda kissed her passionately as she climbed on the bed, resting on her knees, straddling her love.
Zelda leaned forward pressing the two of them closer together, their bodies sliding against one another with every breath taken, though it wasn't close enough. Their eyes locked and Zelda stared with the most intense look of longing and desire that Samus had ever seen from her. The princess' hands deeply kneaded the other woman's skin, aware of the strong back muscles that lay beneath.
From the nape of her neck to he small of her back, Zelda massaged her vigorously, while their lips met in a slow, deep kiss. Zelda's hands drifted lower finding Samus' hips, her fingers gripping a little more firmly than before.
She broke her kiss and gazed deeply at her lover, communicating her raging passion with but a look. Closer. She pulled hard against the huntress's backside, rolling her own hips forward and pressing down. She needed to be closer.
"Take it easy," Samus said breathily, giving her Hylian lover a soft kiss. Though this was new and exciting, she found the familiar reserved Zelda to be more appealing.
Zelda returned the gesture; her hands coming up to cradled the back of her lover's neck. She kissed hungrily, her innate modesty having given way to lust.
Samus broke away for air, yet the princess continued her assailment undeterred. She trailed kisses along the other woman's jaw line, on the way to her cute little round ear. She secretly envied that rare trait that Samus had. Her Hylian ears, she thought, were too big.
Zelda could feel her lover squirm in response to lips and tongue, and the hot breath exhaled across her ear. She found it strangely appealing that she could elicit such responses from the huntress. It added to her excitement and only strengthened her desire for the other woman.
With a hand on her chin and another behind her head she turned Samus head to the side, kissing behind her ear, sucking at the soft skin of her neck. Samus drew in a deep breath and leaned into Zelda. When she hit a point around the back quarter of her neck, straight back from her ear, she felt Samus shutter. The huntress' shoulder came up as her neck muscles spasmed; her powerful arms griped Zelda tighter. A weak point. She grinned as she nibbled lightly, drawing a sharp breath from her lover.
During their first encounter Zelda didn't notice Samus' reactions, she was only thinking of herself at that time. She had been quite selfish then in her actions, or rather inaction and in her thoughts of it afterward. When she thought back on that night it was always about how it felt and what it meant for her. It was different this time; she was focused on her lover now. This was about Samus. It was all about her. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was glad for this change of view.
She wanted more, more of Samus. She poured herself into it fully, enticing every small reaction she could from the huntress, and than attributing some arbitrary yet significant meaning to each. Imagined or not, each enhanced the moment and added something to it.
In her lustful enthusiasm, Zelda's hand found its way between her lover's legs. Samus inhaled sharply, their eyes locked, and Zelda froze. "Like this," Samus muttered and took Zelda by the wrist, guiding her, setting the tempo, angle, and amount of pressure.
Through the flashes of pleasure that came across Samus' face, something was communicated to the princess. And while she didn’t know its meaning it she knew it excited and exhilarated her.
Though, at the same time, a small thread of disappointment pulled at her heart. While she loved how Samus' body answered to her touch, she felt that she needed more. Besides the occasionally muted grunt or groan Samus was mostly non-vocal. She wanted her lover to be more expressive. The sounds of Samus were those of breath and skin sliding against skin. She was enchanted by every deep labored breath, every brief but sharp inhale through closed teeth, the biting of her lower lip, and every facial twitch that expressed pleasure. She loved them all, yet still desired more. She wanted to experience all that was Samus. It was no surprise to her however; like in most other aspects of her life, Samus had difficulty fully expressing herself. Zelda was more than okay with all of that, but for once she wished for more. She wished that her lover would moan openly, wail a soft sweet song, and cry out incoherent syllables in pitches that were unfamiliar to her voice. What she wouldn't do to hear her own name sweetly cooed back to her in a moment of bliss.
Goddesses! How could she think such scandalous thoughts?
Though embarrassed, she would do anything; and she tried all that she could think of attain that goal. When her efforts brought that moment about it wasn't what she had envisioned yet was entirely exhilarating all the same. Samus' hips bucked once and her spine stiffened, her arms wrapped around Zelda and her body quivered against her lovers.
"Nugh," the huntress grunted involuntarily as her muscular contractions forced the air from her lungs, followed by hot ragged breaths blown across Zelda's ear.
Spent, Samus fell back to the bed, resting up on her elbows with her head tilted back. She was catching her breath when Zelda again caught her attention. Eyes closed and head tilted back, the Hylian monarch was in a world of her own, passionately rocking her hips against Samus leg. Gripping the huntress's waist for support, she made use of the full length of the other woman's thigh. Arching her back with each stroke, her breath came in time with her movements. Samus watched the erotic display and listened to the tiny mouse squeaks escaping her throat, completely enchanted by what she saw. Head back, eyes closed, and mouth slightly agape, the sight of the princess's petite form writhing in pleasure rekindled her own desire so soon after having been sated Conspicuous drops glistened across her skin, whether sweat or rain water, curiosity drover her hand to investigate, warmth indicated the former.
Unrestrained, Zelda shamelessly chased after that incredible feeling that shot thought her loins with each stroke of her hips. Zelda pushed herself down onto Samus, driven by desire. Desire not only of lustful nature, but of an emotional need as well: the need to loose herself and drive away the recent tension; to force herself ever closer to the one she loved and regain the distance that seemed to have accumulated between them. After the turmoil of the past couple days, she needed this release; this cleansing act, and she perused it with wanton passion.
Fingers brushing gently against her chest brought her back to reality, however. Startled, she stared down at Samus, a look of shock on her face. Just what had she been doing? She could hardly believe herself. It was as if she completely lost any sense of decency. She was aghast to think she was even capable of such lascivious behavior.
Worse, she had been using Samus again, being selfish again, and treating her as just a tool to get off on.
"Sorry," she whispered meekly.
"I was enjoying it too. Keep going."
Zelda just shook her head. That would be too embarrassing; she couldn't. "I... like it better when you touch me." Was it more or less selfish on her part to ask that? She wasn't sure. Why was she so fixated on that aspect?
"Touch you where?" Samus said coyly
Zelda turned her head away shyly. "Don't make me say," she muttered weakly.
"Here?" she said, laying a hand on Zelda's stomach, feeling the warmth of her slender body.
"Mmm," Zelda hummed softly.
Samus' hand traveled upward, sliding easily over the princess's sweat slicked skin. The smooth satiny texture attested to her pampered lifestyle.
"Or here?" Samus handled her modest bosom, kneading softly.
Eyes closed and head to the side, Zelda just nodded.
"What about here?" Samus asked as she fingered the Hylian girls' nipples.
"Hmm-- " Zelda huffed, biting her lower lip. "...yes."
Samus chuckled, that was the Zelda she liked, the shy and cute one. "Come here," she said and pulled Zelda to her. "I won't tease you anymore." She laid down on the bed, taking the princess down on top of her, their eyes meeting again.
"Mmm... Pretty," Samus cooed, taking Zelda by the back if the neck and pulling down until their lips joined in a soft loving kiss.
"You like you ears sucked on, right?" Samus asked breaking their kiss.
"Mm," Zelda moaned with a nod.
Kissing, and kneading the ridge of cartilage between her lips, Samus worked her way from the tip to base, and back. The warm breath blowing in her ear cannel, made Zelda moan. The tongue that followed it made her gasp. The princess embraced her lover tighter. Teeth scraped across the underside, then tugged gently, causing a shudder to run down Zelda's spine.
"You can... bite harder. It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
"Like this?"
"Ah...! Yes..." Zelda gasped, digging her fingers in to Samus' arms.
"How about here" Samus said, turning Zelda's head to the left and repeating the process with her other ear. Her actions earned her another cry of pleasure and stuttered breath from the Hylian.
Samus lifted the smaller girl up in her powerful arms and moved them to the center of the bed, switching positions so she was on top.
Their lips met once again, this time with more passion than the last. She softly licked Zelda's lips with a horizontal swipe of her tongue. Sucking Zelda's lower lip between hers, Samus pulled until it slipped from her grasp and popped back into place with a wet sounding smack. A hum of desire from her lover reverberated against Zelda's lips and she found herself melting into ecstasy at Samus' touch, losing herself in the tender eroticism of the moment. While submitting to Samus' direction, she could simply close her eyes and enjoy her lover's caresses without need to think or worrying about it. She sighed, a mix of contentment and lust in her voice; her hands rested on Samus' shoulders.
She soon felt gentle lips gnawing at her neck and merely tilted her head back, accepting it. A myriad of blissful sensations followed; kisses moving down her chest; a warm mouth sucking at her bosom accompanied by the kneading of slender fingers; a tongue swiping over a swath of flesh, leaving a slick trail in its wake. Tendrils of hair, still damp from rain, flowed down her chest and stomach as Samus aimed for her navel.
Her lover's arms came around her waist and lifted her midsection from the bed, arching her back and stretching her abdomen as Samus gave her stomach loving attention. Zelda moaned deeply as those burning hot lips explored her midriff. The huntress glanced up to meet the other girl's eyes.
"Can we try something?"
"Ah... anything..." Zelda murmured, short on breath.
The Samus smirked, pleased with the total submission. There was one thing she had always fantasized about but never got to try; something she could only do with another woman.
Samus moved down on the bed, sliding her hands down the lengths of Zelda's silky thighs. Zelda first thought it would be an erotic massage, and so was quite surprised when Samus pushed her knees apart then leaned in towards her.
"Oh, Goddesses. Samus," she gasped, and had to fight the impulse to close her legs when she realized exactly what it was she had in mind. Resisting the urge, she closed her eyes instead and covered her face with one hand, too embarrassed to watch. She felt her lover's hot breath on her and trembled; again fighting the urge close her legs. She did agree to 'anything' after all.
For the usually chaste princess it was terribly difficult and embarrassing to be so completely exposed, even when it was someone she trusted and loved as much as Samus. Yet, at the same time, it was entirely exhilarating to have someone see her like this. Only feeling her lover's breath and stray tendrils of her hair grazing her thighs drove Zelda nuts. She waited in agonizing anticipation for the first contact to be made.
It was hot, so hot, and it tingled. She whimpered quietly and tossed her head from one side to the other with every pleasurable sensation her lover gave her. This was by far the wildest thing the reserved princess had ever done, and if not for the fact that it felt so incredible she would have died from embarrassment. And it did feel incredible. Lips and tongue worked in tandem to deliver sensations she had never allow herself too even imagine. She tried to make sense of all she felt, attempting to visualize all that was going on based on feel alone, because she dare not look.
Zelda could not suppress her urges and gasped out her lover's name as one particularly pleasurable shock rushed through her. Both her hands moved to reach for the huntress, one finding the back of the woman's head, and the other met with the hand that was resting on her stomach, fingers intertwining.
Just how long had this little liaison gone on? She had lost all sense of time and it seemed to stretch on an on without end; she didn't think she could bear it much longer. A numb tingling heat had accumulated in her legs, spread up from calves to her thighs, and eventually coved her entire body with a hot intolerable flush that madder her squirm with delicious discomfort.
Zelda tossed her head back again and again as waves of bliss, relentless as ocean waves, rolled over her, taking her beyond any rational thought. With her legs wrapped tightly around her lover's shoulders, she hummed a sweet note with each surge that cascaded over her, growing in pitch and volume each time.
The tide finally ebbed and the waves subsided. Zelda lay there, eyes closed, panting heavily, and sighing softly with every breath. Samus watched the rise and fall of her stomach as she breathed in and out deeply. Unable resist the beauty of the sight, her lips were drawn to the silky expanse of flesh and she began her return to the princess's lips. Samus kissed softly at her chest and neck then up to her face and finally, her mouth.
"Mm-hmm," she moaned softly as she nuzzled her face against Zelda's.
When her eyes could focus once again, Zelda's gaze fell upon the other woman with complete adoration. With her arms draped lightly around her lover's shoulders, silence persisted for a long while. Zelda's slowly relaxing breathing was only sound that passed between them.
It was Samus who spoke first. "Um... sorry about fighting with you," she said clumsily. The argument had still weighed on her.
"Mmm" Zelda shook her head, that subject could wait. Her hand caressed Samus face, and ran through her damp hair. "Have I told how beautiful I think you are?"
Samus smiled, hummed, and nodded.
Zelda smiled back, her fingers still raking through the length Samus' hair. "You should take better care of this." She nuzzled her face into Samus' neck. "I'll brush it for you later."
"It's fine; don't have to worry about that."
"I want to."
Samus nodded again. "Did I wake you when I got up? I tried to be quiet," she said with a bit of concern.
"No, no..." The princess shook her head. "I had a bad dream."
"Oh?" Samus asked, her curiosity piqued
"Well... I believe it was a dream. However, it might have been a sign? I'm not certain. It was different that a regular dream."
"How do you mean?"
"It had a certain... feel to it. I saw Din, one of the goddesses. And... all of Hyrule was burned. There was... a setting sun; the completed Triforce." She looked at Samus' whose expression seemed to say she was lost. "It was all very symbolic," she explained.
"Sorry, I don't know too much about dreams... I only ever have that same one..." Samus muttered. Zelda gave her a gentle squeeze and kissed her cheek lightly.
"I've had prophetic dreams before," Zelda continued, sounding somewhat distant. She stroked the back of her left hand where her Triforce would manifest. "They've all come to pass... not in a literal sense, but the symbolism has accurately foretold of events to come."
"So what's going to happen now? What did your dream mean?" Samus asked.
"That I don't know," Zelda sighed. "I haven't yet figured it out."
"What use is a prophecy if you don't know what it means? Could it be something bad?"
Zelda put her hand in Samus' and intertwined their fingers. "Don't worry over it. It was likely meaningless," she said and slid her other arm under Samus neck, pulling her close. They rested quietly while Zelda studied her lover's face.
As she idly played with strands of Samus' hair, her thoughts drifted, and timid smile and a soft pink blush graced her face. "What you did for me just now....that was incredible... I would never have imagined such a thing."
"You really seemed to enjoy it."
"I must admit... you are quite good at it," Zelda said trying not to get embarrassed.
She narrowed her eyes and pouted playfully. "Are you sure I'm the first girl you've ever been with?" she said teasingly.
"I-uh... well I just..." Samus stammered" I... know how to do things like that because...um... well it's boring on three day long spaceflights, so I... watch these videos. ...from time to time," she added, meekly trailing off.
"Videos?" Zelda questioned.
"Uh... it's like a moving picture with sound; like the television they have at the arena," Samus explained.
"Oh. And these videos show how to pleasure a woman with your mouth?"
"Uh...yeah... among other things." Samus cringed at the thought some of the less tasteful "other things" she'd had the misfortune of stumbling across on the net.
"Well that sounds interesting. Could you show me them sometime? I really want to learn how, so... well, so I.... um... so I can do those things for you," Zelda trailed off, realizing exactly what she was asking.
"Uh..." Samus too didn't like where this discussion was headed. "They're not instructional videos," she said hoping to stifle the conversation.
"Oh, what are they then?"
Samus winced. "Um well... how can I explain... their like..." What was a good word to use? "Entertainment."
"Hmm?" Zelda persisted.
Samus sighed defeatedly, knowing Zelda wouldn't relent. She might as well give in. " Entertainment for people who... you know... want to touch themselves."
"Oh!" Zelda exclaimed, shocked and embarrassed. "I see." She paused, seeming to ponder something. "Hmm..." A smile crept across Zelda's face. "Samus?"
"Yeah?" she said uneasily knowing exactly what question was coming.
"When you would watch these videos... you would touch yourself?" Zelda said taking on a teasing tone again.
"Y-yeah," Samus admitted.
"Hmm..." Zelda sighed happily.
"What?" Samus raised an eyebrow. Zelda only smiled. "Hey, it gets lonely on long trips like through space like that."
"I wasn't criticizing."
"But you were thinking something."
"I wasn't, honest," Zelda protested.
"Hmm." Samus pouted.
"Samus... next time you, um... do that, instead of watching the video... would you...uh well," Zelda again stammered, embarrassed by her own questions, "would you think of me instead?"
"Uh-" That was unexpected, but also a relief. "Mm," she nodded. "I don't think I could avoid it now," Samus said with a smirk.
Zelda was blushing, but felt strangely satisfied with herself for managing to have such an open discussion. She pulled Samus close, and kissed her softly and lovingly.
The pair passed in to a long quiet respite, resting silently beside each other. Samus lay on her stomach, head resting on her folded arms, eyes closed but not sleeping. Zelda slowly and lightly ran the tips of her fingers down Samus back repeatedly.
Her eyes opened and Samus was intrigued to see a small smile on Zelda's lips. "What are you thinking?" she asked.
"I'm so..." Zelda started to speak but caught herself, deciding to say something different. "Gaebora is gone now." Samus grabbed her hand, caressed gently. "I was able to see him for what he was. Its stupid, but I had lived in fear of him my whole life, like his shadow was constantly standing over me. But I know now that wasn't rational."
"Fear rarely is."
"Mmm," Zelda nodded. "I'm finally free from him and I can live for myself; make my own decisions; choose my own path."
"So what will you do?"
"I-" Zelda paused to think "I haven't decided yet..." she let out a slight laugh and smiled shaking her head. She sighed and smiled warmly at Samus. "It felt so incredible once I had confronted him."
"See? I told you, you could do it if you tried."
"Not me." Zelda shook he head "It was you, Samus! When I was there with him and I felt at my weakest... my most frightened, I thought of you." Zelda clasped Samus hand between hers and held it up to her face. "I thought of your words to me and of your own unyielding courage in the face of adversity. I thought of you and it filled me with such unbelievable strength that I could hardly believe it. It was you who gave me the ability to break free. Without you, I wouldn't-- I couldn't have," Zelda said, her eyes glowing with admiration.
"I didn't do anything really. You had that power in you the whole time."
Zelda shook her head. "You helped me to realize that though. I am deeply grateful to you..." She leaned over and kissed Samus on the forehead. "...and I love you."
Zelda stared longingly into her eyes as her last words ran through her head, and she realized her love for this woman ran far deeper than she previously considered. She took a lock of the other woman's hair and twirled it between her fingers, then quickly tucked it behind her ear before finding another one to play with. This wasn't something trivial; wasn't just a simple first love or passing fancy. It was a deep profound feeling that struck her soul.
Now if only Samus would reciprocate those feelings towards her.
"Samus," she started hesitantly, "Have you been thinking about what I asked of you; about the future; about your desires and how you see our relationship?"
"I-- I don't know." Samus cast her eyes down. "That's hard for me; I'm not the kind of person that knows about these things. There's so much I'm unsure of," she sighed and turned her head to the other side. "Give me more time," she muttered in to the pillow.
"That's okay." Zelda kissed her forehead again "Take your time, figure things out. Alright?"
"Yeah..."
Zelda laid her hand on her love's back and brushed her hair aside "You can talk about it if you ever need to." She nuzzled her face against Samus' neck. "I'm always here for you," she whispered soothingly.
"Okay..."
As she stared down on the one she adored, she found herself having peculiar thoughts. Fantasies ran rampant through her head. She imagined Samus losing her armor and her ability to fight, and needing to rely on her to save the day. She shook her head and sighed inwardly, a stupid, childish fantasy. It would be more realistic for Samus to be living here in Hyrule, having given up her other life as a bounty hunter, and lived off her generosity. She was wealthiest person in all Hyrule after all. There was no need for Samus to torture herself doing a job that made her miserable. No, that was just as unlikely. Samus was too proud an individual to agree to something along those lines. Regardless, Zelda was still left with this protective feeling towards her love. She just wanted to shelter and support her, to keep her out of harm's way and take her away from her harsh and lonely life. That wasn't asking too much, right?
"I love you." Zelda repeated, kissing Samus' neck with tender pecks as she stroked the taller woman's shoulders. How long would she have to wait to hear Samus utter those words? She kissed down her back, between her shoulder blades, sensitive lips against soft skin. Would she ever get to hear them? Her hands found Samus' waist as her lips explored the small of her back, acutely aware of the faint scars that riddled the huntress' body. The flesh had healed, however her heart was still a long way from recovery.
She would be alright even if Samus never returned her feelings, Zelda concluded. Her own feelings were enough to satisfy her. She didn't need them to be reciprocated. It would be alright just so long as they could still see each other. She sighed softly as she pressed her cheek to Samus' back. That would be enough. Slowly, she kissed her way up to the hunter's neck once again. It would be enough to be able to hold her close at night, to coddle and care for her, to make her whole and happy, and to heal her wounds.
"I love you," she repeated, vocalizing the feeling that now burned like a fire from within her heart.
Tenderly, Zelda suck at the soft skin at the base of her neck. With her nose buried in Samus' long lush hair, she took in her lover's sent with every breath. This would be enough.
Her hands slid under Samus, hugging her, as she lay on top of the huntress. Zelda held her tight, feeling the heat from her body seeping into her own, warm skin against warm skin creating a stark contrast to the cold room. The princess' lips continued to tug at her neck, again finding that sensitive spot near the back quarter. Now that she knew this weak point, she couldn't resist exploiting it. Samus' sighed softly, squirming at the ticklish sensation. The younger girl closed her eyes and sighed contentedly.
The weight of Samus' body pinning her arms against the bed made her embrace feel even tighter and brought the two lovers closer together. Taking the soft flesh of huntress' ear between her lips, Zelda let out a gentle hum, drawing a shivering response from her lover. It could never be close enough for the princess. She nuzzled her face into the other woman's hair, pushing it aside with the bridge of her nose as she kissed along her shoulders and neck.
Zelda kissed the crook of neck where it met her shoulder, teeth gently gnawed at the sensitive flesh. "Ah...." Samus breathed out, tensing up. Lying on top of her, Zelda could feel every squirm, every twitch, every breath. It was euphoric knowing she was the cause of each. She rolled them both onto their sides, freeing her hands to explore Samus' body. Her fingers gently caressed her lover absent the apprehension she felt earlier, however Zelda still hesitated before taking her completely.
"This is okay?" she spoke softly into the other woman's ear.
"You don't need to ask," Samus breathlessly muttered.
"Uh! R-right."
Something about the way Samus said that struck a cord with her. It was almost like she was saying "I belong to you". Zelda knew she was reading too much into it, but she didn't care at the moment. She just indulged herself in the sentiment and in the pleasures of physical intimacy.
Zelda's lips gave continued attention to her lover's neck, shoulders and ears, changing between them as her desires dictated. Her fingers took care of the rest, employing the same technique Samus had showed her to use earlier.
A relaxed sigh escaped Samus' lips as she arched back, pushing against Zelda. She was discovering she immensely enjoyed the ways in which Samus' body would respond to her touch, perhaps even more so than when Samus touched her. The way she squirmed and shuddered was cute, and her shallow, breathy gasps were delectable. They were all beautiful expressions of her personality; raw, unguarded emotions that, in Zelda's romanticized view, gave a glimpse into her soul.
Craving more, she imagined all manner of ways to touch her lover to see how she would react to each. She had to learn it all; to know all that was Samus Aran. She studied everything; every last detail, committing it all to memory. Samus would arch her back with a slow and certain rhythm, and twitched and shuddered in response to changes in the princess' approach, sometimes accompanied by a sharp intake when Zelda touch her a particular way. The way she breathed when excited, Zelda noted, was much different than herself. She held it in at the top of her breath for a period before exhaling quickly, and then repealed. As her excitement rose she would hold it in longer and gasp in each new breath harder than the last. She would squirm, kicking her legs slowly as if she were climbing stairs, and would turn her head to the side periodically, tensing and relaxing her muscles with varying tempo. With every movement, Zelda was made aware of the impressive strength the huntress possessed. Samus' breath caught in her throat and she trembled in silence while she took firm hold of Zelda's forearm. The entire performance enthralled Zelda immeasurably, until Samus' body finally relaxed and she breathed slow and deep.
Softer yet more deliberate, Zelda slowed her pace, following Samus' lead. She allowed her lover's excitement level to dictate her tempo, closely matching her highs and lows. Consequently, Samus responded to her touch, forming a dynamic where they each fed off the others energy, and the two flowed together as one.
Nuzzled against the huntress' neck, lips kissed skin slick with sweat. The racing pulse beneath the surface drew their attention and she lingered on the spot it felt strongest, feeling connected to her lover. A breathy sigh escaped her lips, and Samus tossed her head to the one side, then to the other. Her lush flaxen hair brushed delicately across the princess's face with each turn, delivering its sweet sent to her nose.
Zelda wrapped her own legs around the huntress's, her unoccupied arm tightened around her lover's chest, and her chin hooked over her shoulder, all in an attempted to envelope the other woman. So entwined every subtle movement Samus made was obvious and apparent to her.
Her breathing became shallow and broken again; she would hold it in, like she was trying to exhale but couldn't. Then it would come out in one quick, out-and-in-again gasp; a cycle repeated with ever growing intensity and duration. Subtleties Zelda hadn't noticed prior became apparent to her: there was a slight quiver in her breath as she began to exhale, a momentary hitch half way through her inhale, an involuntary trembling in her lower extremities.
"Mmm," she moaned sharply, utilizing her rarely heard voice, a sound cut short by her breath catching in her throat. Her fists bunched up the sheets, dislodging it from the corners of the bed. "Eh..." she gasped out as it finally released.
The once rigid body Zelda held became like water in her arms. She gently rolled the huntress over on to back her, and climbed on top of her again. Without once taking her hands of her lover, she continued.
"Uh! Zelda... I already-"
"I want to watch your face," Zelda cut her off. Her voice was soft yet her words held such firm determination that Samus couldn't refuse her. Though exhausted, she just nodded.
Brushing her hand through those sunshine locks of hair, Zelda stared into her lover's face with eager eyes. She had to know absolutely everything. She watched in fascination as the huntress' eyes flittered from point to point, her lips quivered and curled back with her breath, and her brow periodically creased and scrunched. Soon she was breathing shallow and sporadically once again
"Heh... heh... heh..." she gasped out, low and ragged with every pant.
Captivated, Zelda moved in close so all she could see before her was her lover's beautiful face. Samus bit her lower lip, likely straining, and Zelda locked eyes with her, staring deep into those brilliant blue gems, hoping to catch something significant in them during her most unguarded moment. Hands searched around frantically for something to grab onto yet couldn't settle on one point.
"Hmm-eh... ah, ah," she cried out softly, a half-octave above her normal speaking voice. The sweet song was a delicious reward for the princess and a welcome contrast to her breathy gasps and muted moans. Her blindly grasping hand finally locked on to Zelda's wrist, pulling her away.
"Okay, okay... no more."
Zelda caressed her face and kissed her tenderly on the lips. She watched with great affection as Samus came down off of her high.
"Was that twice?" she whispered softly.
Gasping for air, Samus gave her a questioning look and only answered after she found both the princess' meaning and the breath to respond. "Three, actually," she muttered in a husky breathless voice.
"Mmm..." Zelda hummed with a gentle smile, resting her head on Samus' chest and embracing her.
She could hear the other woman's pounding heart and the air rushing to and from her lungs, the rise and fall from those deep breaths taking the princess for a ride. She was surprised at how fast both seemingly returned to their resting rates. Samus truly was in amazing athletic shape, recovering in a fraction of the time it would have taken her.
As she listened to that ever slowing heartbeat, Zelda was again overcome by tender feelings for the bounty hunter, loving and protective. She even felt a little possessive of her, wanting to wrap her arms around the woman and keep her in this, in this bed, indefinitely.
She thought it odd wanting to protect someone like Samus. She could certainly take care of herself. On the other hand she really was quite fragile in certain ways. Stranger still, Samus' strength was one of the qualities she admired most about her, yet for some reason it was the woman's fragility and that desire to protect her that she thought of most often when she had the huntress in mind.
Why was that? Did she have some deep seeded need to protect someone, to make herself feel stronger? Was she that twisted that she wanted Samus to be frail for her sake? ...or... perhaps that was true deep love to be attracted to someone's flaws and not just their endearing qualities? ....or was it that she knew that someone to comfort and support her was what Samus desperately needed to feel whole again, even if the proud huntress would never recognize such a fact? Zelda decided on the second, simply because the notion sat best with her.
She smiled softly hugged her love tighter. "You must be tired after all that," she said.
"Hmm..." Samus hummed. "You would think so. But..." She quickly turned on Zelda, pinning her down. "I've got high endurance... I could go 'till dawn," she said as she lowered herself onto her partner, taking that pointed ear between her teeth. Zelda yelped in surprise.
"And I intend to," she spoke into Zelda's ear.
---x---
Power overcomes all obstacles, the disembodied voice spoke commandingly. Yet power requires a vessel.
There was no sound, the words simply manifested in his head.
Answers are before you.
From endless blackness, an ally.
More distant than the sky, yet not far off.
Look to the stars.
The King of Evil awoke suddenly, his eyes snapping open to the sound of thunder. A violent storm raged outside of his makeshift shelter near the summit of Death Mountain. A week golden light illuminated the small room. He clutch his left hand in his right as the Triforce pulsed once then faded, leaving him in complete darkness.
"Look to the stars?" he repeated the words from his dream. "Interesting."
---x---
The morning sun shined across the foot of the bed and warmed the room. Birds happily chirped outside, singing their praise to the dawn. The storm clouds had passed.
Zelda lay on her side staring deeply into Samus eyes, both with sated looks on their faces. Zelda ran her finger tips slowly across Samus forehead, tracing a line over her eyebrow then down the bridge of her nose. She lazily let her fingers fall of the tip of Samus nose and caress her lips gently. She then drew the backs of her fingers up from Samus' chin caressing along her cheek. For the longest time, she wordlessly explored all the features of Samus' face, a face that seemed to grow more beautiful to her by the day.
"I enjoyed last night," Zelda finally broke the long silence.
"That's an understatement. I'm surprised the guards didn't come in thinking you were getting murdered."
Zelda glanced to the side mumbling something incoherent, a blush came across her face. She wasn't that loud. Why did Samus insist on teasing and embarrassing her?
Samus chuckled a little. "You can be really shy when it comes to sex, you know that?"
"Sorry, I don't mean to be..."
"No, I like it. It's cute," Samus said, giving away the reason for her teasing and unknowingly answering younger girl's unspoken question.
Zelda looked to her warmly, their eyes meeting in loving exchange.
"You can also be quite the animal when you get into it," Samus added with a lopsided smirk.
"Uh!" Zelda yelped and hid her face again, burying it in the sheets.
Samus couldn't help but laugh, earning herself a pouting expression and playful punch in her shoulder. Her expression softened and she took the younger girl by the chin, pulling her into a warm kiss.
Pulling away, Zelda framed the huntress's face with her hands. "Last night, the way you touched me, it really seemed like you... Well, I felt... loved."
"Heh...yeah." Samus chuckled nervously "I guess it's true what they say, 'Make up sex is the very best'."
At that Samus could see Zelda's blissful expression faded slightly "What? What is it?"
"Uh...n-nothing." Zelda shook her head. "It's just that I thought... well... never mind..." Zelda smiled briefly "It's nothing, really."
"Sure?"
"Mmm." Zelda nodded reassuringly. 'It would be enough' she told herself once more. If she repeated it again and again she would eventually believe it.
Zelda's hand fell on Samus' upper arm, her grip unconsciously tightening. "I was getting worried there for a while."
"For what?"
"We got to fighting pretty badly. I thought... I didn't know if we would survive it."
"Hey, listen..." Samus ran her fingers through her hair and gave her a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry about being such a bitch about that date thing."
Zelda nodded, looking pensive.
"Well you were just... I thought you shouldn't have to endure something like that. And there was no reason for it except that you agreed to it. I was just.... I was upset that you would agree to something you don't want to do. Sorry, but I guess I just get angry when anyone hurts you or makes you uncomfortable... even if the person is you."
Zelda smiled and laughed silently, "Samus, as odd as it was, that explanation was actually really sweet..."
"You know, it did bother me when he almost kissed you," Samus added.
"Hmm..." Zelda sighed. "I knew it."
"But not like that. Only because... well because I could tell it bothered you."
Zelda's gaze melted. "You're so sweet to me." She then kissed Samus' forehead softly. "And, I'm sorry too... but..." Zelda shook her head. "If it's all the same to you, could we just drop the whole thing and put it behind us?"
"Yeah," Samus nodded. "Sure. Consider it finished."
"Well then, tell me about something else. Last night; why were you out in the rain?"
"Huh... oh, I don't know." Samus shrugged her shoulders.
"You were smiling... I've never seen you genuinely happy like that before."
"I... don't know. I guess I've always liked the rain. It just makes me feel better." Zelda gave her a perplexed look, tipping her head to one side. "Like your eyes," Samus continued. "I can't explain either; but they just do."
Zelda smiled at the complement. "Always, hmm?"
"Well since I was young.... I can clearly remember the first time I ever stood in a rain storm. The planet where I grew up had toxic rain so you could never go out in it. But when I first moved to a Federation world... I must have been about fifteen... It was the weirdest thing. It just started up all of a sudden. It seemed almost magical to me. I instantly got this really tingly feeling inside... I can't really explain good."
"So... my eyes have that same effect on you?"
Samus shook her head. "No... that's different. The rain... it excites me." Samus brought her hand up to Zelda's face and ran thumb near Zelda's eye. "When I look at you it's... more like calmness. Something I can't truly fe
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