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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 4 years ago

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🧰🔧PAUL IN BLUE OVERALLS🔧🧰

Prompt: One innocent sexual fantasy will lead Y/N directly into “Paul’s” faithful services.

Word Count: Long-ish

Pairings: Drew McIntyre x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, sexual fantasy, roleplay, oral sex (female and male receiving), masturbation (male and female), cursing, name calling.

Tag: @akiko-tanaka , @blondekel77 , @marlananicole , @theworldofotps , @new-zealand-chic , @drew-is-boo

Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU *clap, clap*. Today is @drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan birthday and what better way to celebrate it than with a Daddy McIntyre smut? This whole idea came from one (of the many) conversations Des and I have, she casually mentioned this and I wanted to use it as a birthday gift to her for being such an amazing friend to me 🥰 Thank you Des, for everything and here’s to many more smutty birthdays yet to come 🥂😘. Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories on my Masterlist if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and my newest story as a fixed post. Okay,now let’s get to the fun part, shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“Tell me one secret fantasy you have” Drew smirked

“If I tell you then it’s not a secret anymore is it?” I smugly smiled

“C’mon, Y/N! What’s wrong with you telling your husband a fantasy that you have?”

“I don’t have any” I lied

“Bullshit, everyone has it! And I find it hard to believe that you don’t have any with the amount of sex we have” He smirked

“Ok fine, I have it!”

“Ha! I knew it!” Drew proudly grinned

“But I won’t tell you”

His grin faded away “Why?”

“Because no, Drew” I start to scroll through my phone pretending to do something important

“I know you’re using your phone to avoid me, you know?!” He cackled

“Tell me one of yours then” I say, refusing to talk about my fantasy

“I always tell you my fantasies, woman!”

“Well-“ I start, but Drew interrupts me

“And you always make them come true so why don’t you tell me yours so I can do the same? Y/N, my love. We’re married for fuck sake! Why are you acting like a peasant girl who’s ankles I just saw?” He chuckled and I huffed

“C’mon princess, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s just me, love” He coos

“Promise me you won’t laugh?”

“I promise. Scouts word” He crosses his chest

“Ok, so I... I always thought about you know...I always wanted to fuck a porn star. But, those trashy ones, with the cheesy lines, like where the guy is a plumber or a construction worker or even the gardener” I can feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment

The room is silent, too silent. So I look up at Drew to find him struggling to hold back a laugh but failing completely when he meets my eyes

“You promised me you wouldn’t laugh!” I got up from the couch to leave the room, but Drew was faster, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards his lap

“No! I don’t want to talk to you! I’ll never tell you anything ever again Andrew!” I fight to free myself from his hand, but it was pointless. He successfully made me sit on his lap

“I’m not laughing at your fantasy love, I’m laughing at your reaction to it” He chuckled

“Shut up!” I bitterly said

“You looked so cute, all embarrassed like that because of a pretty simple fantasy. My peasant girl” He teased

I look at him with a frown and a pout

“Awww, don’t make that face, love. I could never laugh at you, you know that” Drew smooch me “Why haven’t you told me before?”

“Because it’s dumb and embarrassing!” I mumbled

“No it isn’t!” He hugged me tighter “It’s a simple fantasy. It shouldn’t take us long to put it together and-“

“We’re not doing it!” I cut him off

“Why not?”

“Because” I sigh “I’m gonna feel stupid doing it and it will turn me off” I lied so maybe he’ll let it go

“Y/N, baby c’mon, don’t be so grumpy” He tries to convince me “There’s no reason for you to feel ashamed, love. We’ve done way worst than that!” He lightly chuckled, trying to lift my mood up

“Can we drop it for now?” I look into his piercing blue eyes “Please, Drew?”

“Ok, ok...I dropped it” He reluctantly said as he caresses my thigh

ONE WEEK LATER

“You have got to be fucking kidding me” I muted under my breath

“Drew?” I call

“Yep” He peeks through the door

“This damn thing is leaking” I pointed towards the en suite bathroom faucet

“Oh shit, that’s why I heard some water dripping last night”

“Really babe?” I ask exasperated

“What? I thought it was one of the cats!”

I rolled my eyes “I already tried everything and it won’t stop. We have to call a plumber”

“Ok, I’ll call one”

I give a little tug on his t-shirt, a sign for him to lean down so I can kiss him “Thank you. I have to go or I’ll get late” I kiss him again

“Ok. Oh, I may not be here when you come back. I‘m gonna work out in the afternoon”

“Ok baby, have a nice day” I smiled

“Oh I will, love. And you will too” He smirked

And I make my way downstairs utterly confused with what Drew just said.

......................................................................

I got home from work and Drew, faithful to his word, wasn’t there. I make my way upstairs to our bedroom so I can take a shower and relax, when the sight of a pair of black worn out boots and blue overalls made me stop at the foot of the bed.

A man had his face tucked into the underside of the sink, while his hands fidget with the siphon. The position of his hands made impossible for me to look at his face.

*I can’t believe Andrew left a stranger alone in our house! I’m gonna kill you Drew* I thought

I was growing a little nervous to be alone with this strange man at my house. He was huge! Tall and broad and a part of me got a little intimidated by it, but I swallowed my fear and asked

“Excuse me, sir?” I voice was trembling

He grunts in response

“I’m sorry, I- I don’t mean to interrupt your work but could you please tell me when are you going to be done?” My voice was still shaky

“I don’t know, it depends” He answer with a thick foreign accent

“Depends on what, sir?” I murmured

“If the lady will want the complete service” He got up from the floor and my mouth dropped

“ANDREW, YOU FUCKER! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!” I yelled

“Name is Paul, miss” He comes closer

“This is not funny, you know? Jesus Christ, I thought you left a stranger here by himself. And I was scared as fuck, thinking I would be alone with this random man at home..” I trail off as he stopped in front of me

“Will you want the complete service, miss?”

“Complete service?” I mumbled

He only smirked

“What is the complete service?” I whispered

“Well, I can help you with your wetness situation” Drew tilts his head to the side to stare at my ass “It will only take a long, thick and hard pipe” He grabs a handful of his bulge

And I couldn’t help but laugh

“Drew, don’t be ridiculous, lo- Oh shit!” I gasp in surprise with his hand laying forcefully against my ass cheek

“I already told you the name is Paul, miss”

He was so into this roleplay thing that I decided to not be the cock block and play along.

“Look, Paul” I begin and he happily smiled “I don’t know what services you want to offer but, I’m married” I pointed to my wedding ring

“I’m not jealous” He smirked

“But he is” I respond

He shake his head “He will only be if he finds out. I’m not gonna tell him, are you?” The determination upon his gaze was, to say the least, lustful.

“I’m not gonna tell him, because nothing will happen” I play hard to get

“Are you sure?” He tilted his head to stare at my backside once more “I’ve seen that pathetic excuse of what you call husband and I’m absolute certain he can’t handle all of that” He points with his chin to my ass

“He can” I weakly said

Drew arched his eyebrow “Can he though? Are you trying to convince me or yourself of that, sugar?” He cackled “You see, to me, it looks like you need a real man to fuck you, to ruin you, to make a good use out of that sweet pussy” He grabbed his erection through the fabric, easily taking a handful “And I’m a real man sweetheart” He took my hand, making me cup his hard on “This cock will fill you up in ways you never thought it was possible before. It will make you forget about that pitiful husband of yours. This dick will make you feel like a real woman being fucked by a real man, it will make you feel so fucking good you will never want him to touch you again” He smirks

And all I can do is squeeze his length in consent.

Drew quickly undressed me, tossing me onto the bed as he pulled the overalls down his torso painfully slow. The vision of his dark hair laying around his broad shoulders, his bare chest and abdomen with the upper part of the overalls around his hips made me moan

“Fuck babe, you look so fucking hot like that! I’m one lucky bitch!” I murmur, making him lowly growl and attack my lips in a famished kiss

Drew traveled his lips along my neck, collarbone, top of my breasts and nipples.

He holds both breasts on his hand, squeezing them together so he can fastly go from one nipple to the other.

He licked, sucked and lightly scraped his teeth on each bud, kneading the soft flesh underneath his palms and fingers with gentle yet firm touches.

He roamed down to my mound. Reaping my lace panties apart so he can stare at my leaking core.

“Look at this beautiful pussy” Drew gave me a long lick “Are you dripping like this just from playing with your tits, love?”

I nod “Yeah, because you’re so fucking good at it”

He smirked and placed a gentle kiss on my clit, making me whine.

“You’re so responsive, I love that” He gives me some kitten licks before continuing “I bet that jackass husband of yours never eats this pussy, does he?”

I shake my head, making Drew click his tongue in disapproval.

“What a shame, love. Such a beautiful, sweet, wet pussy just waiting to be eaten” He gave me a long teasing lick “Would you like that, princess? Would you like me to eat your pussy until you cum all over my mouth?”

“Yes, please” I panted

Drew stepped back to get rid of the overalls and underwear. He slides his length along my folds to collect some of my wetness so he can touch himself as he eats me out.

He kneels down on the floor, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed by my hips, Drew closed one fist around his cock and pumped up and down as his mouth closed around my clit, making me roll my eyes to the back of my head.

I moan and he growls, my growing need for release becoming unbearable until...he stops.

“What the fuck?” I faintly asked as I see him kneeling down on the bed.

I was feeling confused, until I felt two of his fingers sinking into my core as his palm rested against my clit, slightly pressing into it.

Drew pulled me by my hair until my lips were on his cock, making me open my mouth so he can slide in.

I hummed in pleasure from both his taste and his fingers pace. The slapping sounds of his fingers and palm against my pussy was pornographic.

I bob my head faster and apply more pressure into his cock’s head making him moan my name loudly.

“Fuck, stop Y/N, stop damn it!” Drew yanked me off of him with a hard tug on my hair

He got up from the bed, pulled me down by my ankles and fastly turned me onto my stomach. I feel his weight on the mattress behind me as he places himself between my legs, quickly entering my core with one hard thrust.

“Oh fuck” I whine

Drew grabs two handfuls of my ass, keeping me in place while he mercilessly pound me. He leaned down, pressing his cheek to mine

“You like being fucked like this don’t you?” He grunted “You love being such a good little whore for me, right princess?”

“Yes, sir”

“Say it!”

“I love being such a good little whore for you, sir” I panted

Drew smacked my ass and placed both of his hands around my neck to both to use it as leverage for his thrusts.

“Who’s fucking this pussy so good, huh?”

“You are, sir”

“And what does a good whore says, Y/N?”

“Thank you, sir” I mumbled

“That’s right, baby” He chuckled

Drew hits my g-spot making me scream

“Oh fuck, it feels so good. You’re fucking me so good, sir! Oh please, don’t stop. Thank you, sir...thankyouthankyouthank” I babble

“You’re gonna cum, Y/N? That’s why you’re clenching so good around my cock baby?”

I nod as much as I can “Please, sir. Let me cum, I beg you” I whined

“You’re look so beautiful, princess. So fucking precious. Cum, love”

I feel numb, almost in an outer body experience from the orgasm ecstasy as I feel Drew release in me. He’s growls and grunts only making the post orgasmic bliss last longer.

I feel him carefully pulling out of me and a few minutes after the warm washcloth cleaning me up.

When he lays down on the bed by my side I mumbled half asleep

“You’re something else, Scotsman”

Drew laughs pulling me up so I can rest my head on his chest.

“The idea was yours, princess”

“But you executed perfectly” I coo

“Well, thank you” He cackled “Was this enough to make you lose your embarrassment to tell me your fantasies?”

“Mhm, if this is going to be the final outcome, I’ll make sure to write them down so you can perform each and every one of them”

“I would like that, love” He chuckled lightly, kissing my forehead as I swim into a deep slumber

Dreaming of a certain plumber named Paul....

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mavda · 4 years ago

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When Wisdom sleeps

Summary: Din, Nayru and Farore are the Goddesses of the Realm of Hyrule. They are myths about the creation of the world, a way for hylians to understand the world around them, but for Ganondorf, Zelda and Link, they mean something more. Memories of past lifes fill Ganondorf and Link, but Zelda's memories seem to be dormant. And neither Link nor Ganondorf know how to feel about it.

Ch.1: The lie

He felt tired.

He travelled with a heavy heart, because maybe, just maybe, that bastard had really dissappeared for good. Maybe that fucker had decided to take away the future of the kingdom, maybe he had decided to hurt them the most, the way it would hurt him the most. Years after years he had tried and failed and at this point he could only accept what everyone had ever told him.

The road was unkempt and bumpy and his mare was growing as frustrated as him. It had taken him years to gather resources and information and then more years to explore the places he had found. It had been failure after failure and he had grown used to finding nothing but little villages at the edges of the world.

There was no reason to believe this was going to be any different, his heart refused to believe again, so as he kept on shortening the distance he started to ready himself to find the same old scenery he had grown used to.

As he entered the village people started to stare at him, the boy tried his best to remain unassuming and bowed here and there when he encountered people. If he had to define the village in one word it would be cozy. The houses were modest but pretty, the people looked intrigued but not scared, the size of their settlement had to be at least of thirty houses and by the look of it they had some sort of government going on since the people kept on directing him to a specific house.

A man awaited him in a well-kept garden and waved at him to come closer. The two people who were beside the man scrambled as soon as the boy dismounted and scurried down the roads. The boy bowed immediately, "I'm sorry to inconvenience you, thank you so much for welcoming me."

The man brought his hand to the back of his head, bowing his head in between words, "No problem, no problem, I'm sorry you have to deal with me. My wife is the village chief but she's away in another village," the boy smiled in understanding. "Please, come on in," the man walked to his house and opened the door ready to let the guest go in, and then, as he saw the horse trailing behind the boy, "oh, you can put your horse in that tree, I'll go get some refreshments ready."

The boy walked to the only tree that loked strong enough in the garden and said, "Oh, don't worry, please, I can't impose any further," loudly enough to be heard, but the man was already inside, bumbling inside his house. The boy gave a glance towards the neighbourhood while he gave the knot a little pull to test it, there were no prying eyes behind windows and the people who had been in the very spot he was were nowhere to be seen. The boy bowed again as he entered the house and repeated his thanks to the man as soon as he was within earshot. The man was busy looking for glasses and beer within his kitchen so he gave back a loud don't worry as an answer. The boy wiped his feet before entering and closing the door with as little noise as possible.

The man turned to look at his guest and saw the boy standing awkardly, "Oh, please take a seat!" He said a little too fast while he pointed to a chair near him, he clanked as he moved.

As the boy took a seat in the room and admired the cozy atmosphere, the man disappeared again and the boy looked around. Every house looked similar in the village, this one was built in a pretty good place compared to others, but he was sure that no house differed much in terms of construction. The boy was sitting in an open living room next to the kitchen, he glanced to the side and saw a big table with tons of papers on them, it looked like a place where only the people in charge of its order would know where everything was.

As the boy looked at the burned logs on the chimney, the man reappeared with clanking glasses and a bottle of beer, "So, tell me. How can we help you?"

The surrogate village chief left the boy with his beer for just a second as he returned to the kitchen to bring out some bread and cheese. "You look like a very prestigious person, so if there's anything we can help with," he left the words hanging and gave little nods meant as encouragement. Not only was the boy the sole visitor they had had in more than a couple of years, but the child also looked like a well-off, young and handsome knight that more than surely came from the Castle. The Castle of Hyrule, the most important building in the Kingdom that happened to also be the place where the most renowned soldiers the country had to offer were trained. The man swallowed out of nervousness and his eyes strained in the sword the boy carried. From his location the man could only see the hilt of the sword strapped to the boy's back and although it wasn't unheard of for mercenaries to carry out swords, the poise of the boy was telling. And as if there were any doubts left, the brightly polished shield his horse carried on its mount and the boy's clothes were revealing in on itself.

The boy smiled but shared nothing and as the man poured out the beer he thought too hard about the sharp and fierce look the boy had.

The boy grabbed his beer and drank a sip to show gratitude, "My name is Link and I am looking for someone." Link searched through his clothes and took out a piece of parchment he himself had drawn before coming.

The picture showed a towering Gerudo man, with their characteristic red hair and bronze skin that protected them from the glaring desert sun. His name was Ganondorf, although Link did not share that bit of information, the King of Thieves, the Sun of the Desert, the Star of the Night. Many names given to a male Gerudo child who had been raised as the next leader of their people, many names to the man who had ended up raiding the Castle of Hyrule 11 years ago, killing the last rightful Queen and King the Kingdom of Hyrule had seen and kidnapping the 1 year old heir and light of the people, Princess Zelda Eugenia Harkinian Hyrule. Ganondorf had become the most hated person in the Realm overnight, but just as soon as he had made his debut, he had disappeared.

The Gerudo never saw him again. Their leaders let their villages be searched till exhaustion to regain some sense of trust from the Kingdom, the fishpeople of the Zora and the rockpeople of the Gorons sent search party after search party to every nook and cranny they could find but neither Ganondorf nor Princess Zelda were ever found again.

Months passed, years passed, and people had all but given up on ever finding them again, nowadays they were but memories people would barely give time of day. Link was stubborn, almost crazy in his search at this point, as he refused to give up until he knew what had happened to Zelda and Ganondorf.

Princess Zelda had been kidnapped a few months after becoming one year old so no one could recognize her anymore, while Ganondorf had never had his portrait taken as the Gerudo overzealously protected their heirs so the searchs had consisted in finding Gerudo males. It had all turned too complicated very soon.

What Link had placed on the table, however, was a real portrait of Ganondorf, impossible to exist. Drawn not by actual experience but by memories Link could never share with anyone in fears of being called delusional. A portrait with such eerie perfection that anyone who had seen Ganondorf would be able to recognize with only a glance.

The surrogate village chief gave the drawing a glance, "Oh, and who's this man?"

Link smirked as the feeling of dejavú filled his body. "He helped my family a great deal," he lied, "we owe him a lot but he disappeared one day and we never saw him again. We've always wanted to give him our thanks and see if he is living all right, so if you know of him or of where I could find him I would be more than thankful."

The man cocked his head to the side, shook his head slightly, "I fear I've never seen him, though, I'm really sorry."

Link let his disappointment wash over him for just a second before putting a smile on his face again, "Oh, that's all right, please don't worry. Would it be a problem if I took my time and searched nearby, I'll probably take one or two days and then I'll be gone."

"Oh," the man shifted, "sure, you can stay with us if that's all right with you."

"I will be sure to not bother your family and pay for my expenses."

The man nodded and stayed silent for a second before taking a piece of bread that stayed in his hand. Link gulped his glass down and cleaned his mouth with the back of his hand, "Good beer."

The man hesitated a second before grabbing Link's glass and pouring beer again, "You've been looking long for that man?"

Link could have laughed out loud, "Yes, sir. A long time."

"Well, hopefully you find him, all right? Name's Pattrick, by the way, you can come find me if you need anything."

Link bowed his head and sighed. Pattrick played with the crumbs of his bread before eating it up in one bite.

As Link readied to excuse himself and get his things inside the house, the door opened and a child boomed in shouting a greeting, the resemblance with her father was uncanny. Pattrick greeted her and the child stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Link. "Hello!" Link smiled back at the chipper greeting and the child came closer to him, clearly used to strangers coming into her house, "I'm Mira, what's your name?"

"Link, ma'am."

"It's a pleasure!" Mira shot up her hand towards Link and Link grabbed her hand back.

"Likewise."

Pattrick sat a little straighter and smiled, "How was today?"

The child gave a glance to her father and returned to Link in a second, "Good! Now I'm going out to play with Lloyd." Her gaze fixated on Link's sword and interest was plastered on her face.

Pattrick inched closer to the table and nodded along, "Sure, sure. Link is going to stay with us a couple of days, so be nice."

Mira gleamed at Link, excited at the idea of a new face she could hang out with, "I can show you around!"

Link couldn't help but smile back at the sheer innocence the kid radiated and as he nodded back and Mira turned away to run to her room and throw her bag on the floor before leaving, Pattrick's hand moved calmly to Ganondorf's picture and Mira's eyes followed out of habit.

Pattrick looked scared for a second and started to talk and call for Mira in an attempt to drown her out but Mira filled the room with her voice, "What's with that picture of uncle Gan?"

Link startled and his eyes were saucers, he looked at Mira and then Pattrick and then Mira again. Pattrick sat still, all his body rigid and in place. Mira walked closer to the table and, unaware of what was going around her, grabbed the picture.

She turned the picture and looked at it from different angles, "Wow, that's a really good drawing. Did you do it?" Her eyes never left the picture and she didn't register Link's corporal language.

Link was at a loss for words and his brain was trying to catch up with everything around him, so the "Yes," that he blurted was almost too soft for Mira to hear.

Mira looked back at Link and laughed at his face, her pristine laugh brought Link back to her innocence and not the rage that had started to boil under his skin. She gave the picture back to him, still showing interest in the drawing in it, "How do you know uncle Gan?"

Link's voice was deep, desperate to control the shakiness of it, "He's a dear friend of my father," he mumbled.

"Mira," Pattrick called, "weren't you going to play with Lloyd?"

Mira ran to her room immediately. And the two men were alone again.

Link couldn't talk and Pattrick was too scared to start. "I," he stuttered, worried of what could happen now that the young and fierce looking youth was shaken and wouldn't lift his head, "Please let Mira leave first."

Link nodded but didn't raise his head and Pattrick could feel the cold sweat pooling in his hands. Mira came back as loudly as she had left and neither Link nor Pattrick showed anything amiss, so she left with the promise of coming back after dinner.

The sound of the door closing made Pattrick squirm and he realized he had no idea how to talk again with Link.

But he didn't need to worry, because Link started to snicker to himself immediately. He couldn't keep it in and although Pattrick was a little weirded out by his reaction it was better to see Link laughing than having him be threatening.

"I'm sorry," Pattrick started but Link gave out a choked laugh and raised a hand to stop Pattrick from speaking.

"No," Link snorted, "don't. It's just," he gave another short laugh, "I was thinking about how if Mira hadn't arrived when she did or if you hadn't moved your hands I wouldn't have had any idea he was alive." Link looked incredulous but covered it up with a smile, "Really funny."

Link looked at the picture still in his hands, "Why didn't you tell me?"

The change in Link's voice was subtle but noticeable. It wasn't a threat yet, but it didn't have the amicable undertones he had shown before.

"I," Pattrick wasn't sure how much to share and his brain was racing trying to understand what was going on, "are you here to kill him?"

Link remained silent a couple of seconds, pondering about what he wanted to do. "Is he living with a child? A girl, blonde, blue eyes, 11 years old."

Pattrick gave the curtest nod he could and his hands grasped his trousers with strenght.

"Then I'm not going to kill him," Pattrick looked up and his relief was evident, "I'm not going to do anything bad to him," Link cut himself short. "The girl is taken care of, right? He has not harmed her?"

Pattrick shook his head vehemently, "No, no. He would never hurt her."

Link started to feel the anger in him subside. She was alive. She was alive and safe.

And Ganondorf remembered as well.

"So his name is Gan?"

Pattrick nodded.

"And her?"

"Zelda."

Link looked surprised and pursed his lips, he was thankful he had kept her name intact, but he was also taken aback by the sheer confidence this meant. "You know what he did?"

Pattrick breathed in and out and tried his best to relax. Link was looking rather calm and that helped greatly. "He didn't tell us in detail at first. Eventually my wife put two and two together and when we confronted him he told us everything."

The silence that followed felt empty and Pattrick stole a glance at Link. Link's eyes looked lifeless and unguarded and the only thing that Pattrick could do was keep on talking. "When he came here we couldn't fathom who he was, he had his hair dyed black and it had been years since the kidnapping so it didn't cross our minds," he had also come at night and looking desperate, "you have to understand," he hesitated, "most of the people who come here are looking for a new start, we dont' pry too much."

Link agreed, "You do live at the end of the world," he whispered, absent-minded.

"He barely talked but it didn't bother us, the child looked happy and taken care of and though it was obvious the kid wasn't his..." Pattrick shrugged, "we didn't know then. He was honest in telling us that he was being followed and that he was a criminal, but he promised to live away from everyone, to let the village do it's thing and..." Gan's voice had shook as he had asked them to let him live with the child nearby, he had begged, "he said he just wanted to live in peace."

"The first time a search party came we were oblivious. It had been a couple of months after they had arrived and we didn't lie when we said we didn't know anything because that's what we believed. Then my wife realized what was going on and when we went to talk to him he gave everything away, he had even kept her name intact and he just stood there and said that he wasn't going away and that if we wanted to give him up we could and he wouldn't blame us."

Pattrick looked at Link again, and his eyes were tired still, but the softness was coming back and Pattrick hung onto it, "He said he was tired." Link nodded along in understanding. "And then when the last search party came, we lied."

The silence this time was soft and it didn't drown pattrick, and as he looked at Link he knew he was safe too.

"Is she happy?"

Pattrick did not wait a single second, "Yes."

And Link lifted the corner of his mouth. "I want to meet him."

Pattrick remembered the late night conversations Gan had shared with him. He wanted to repent, he wanted to protect the child and if Link wanted the same, he would understand, "Are you taking her back with you?"

Link tried to resist the pang of jealousy that started to arise. As if Pattrick could keep her away from him. As if Ganondorf had the right to hide her from him. "Do you not want me to?"

Pattrick's mouth thinned and he was sure he would never be able to replicate the eloquent way in which Gan spoke, "She has no one to protect her in the Castle."

Link's chair screeched as he stood up. Pattrick kept his head low and tried his best to remain still. "They gave up on her," he accused, "I really hope you are actually on her side, because if not..." Pattrick raised his head and Link did his best to hide his anger, "Whatever the case, I'm taking you to Gan."

Link frowned, "You think he can stop me if I were to try and take her with me?"

Pattrick's stare was telling and Link looked away in annoyance.

"The last search party that came here was 7 years ago," Pattrick spat the words and Link had the decency to look hurt.

It wasn't easy for Link either, this situation, the fact that she had been discarded after a while yet he knew if she were to come back they would greedily claim her again, it was unnerving and the fact that a no one like Pattrick threw those words at him hurt. Because he was right. "They did give up on her," Link shared, the disappointment was obvious in his voice, "no one in the Castle is looking for the princess anymore. I really am..." Link's mind filled with words that he would rather never share ever, and although his tone was harder, he couldn't hide his pain, "I want what's best for her."

Pattrick looked sorry for all he had said and Link softened considerably. Pattrick let the notion that Link was on his own in the air, because there was nothing much he could say.

Link sighed, "If she's truly happy here, then I won't take her with me. I swear."

Pattrick then wondered, "You're not really friends with Gan, right?"

Link snickered, "He knows me, leave it at that."

Link could see the gears moving in Pattrick's head, trying to make sense out of the knowledge that they knew each other with the knowledge that Gan was the criminal Ganondorf with the knowledge that Link looked no older than 20 years old.

"You're just gonna hurt your head if you keep that up."

Pattrick cocked his head to the side, curious.

"You'll have to trust me with this one."

Pattrick gave up and clapped his hands on his trousers, "Let's go see Gan, then. Even if I wanted I wouln't be able to face you."

Link was still surprised Pattrick even entertained the idea of fighting with him, but he kept quiet about it. As the man stood and started cleaning the table Link asked, "Am I the first to know about," a pause, "this?"

His tone of voice was nonchalant, and although the answer even if positive would have no repercussions now, Link wanted to know if there was someone else he should worry about. Pattrick stood still a second under the door to the kitchen, "Yes," he nodded, "we did a good job at hiding him."

Pattrick made a point not to look at Link as he left his house, "You're the first to know and hopefully you're the last, too."

Link had to bite down the words that threatened to come out. Pattrick had no idea how much Zelda meant to him. No one had any idea about it, except Ganondorf. Pattrick walked around his house and as soon as Link started walking towards his mare, Pattrick turned around and waved his hand around, "You won't need one!"

Link stopped mid-movement and had to breath out, he was glad Ganondorf and Zelda lived near the village. It meant Zelda had a somewhat normal life, it meant she could ask for help if needed, it meant she could have a life if she so wanted. But the fact that the very same people Link had been looking for for so long lived so close to a village the Kingdom of Hyrule had found back when all had gone to shit made him question a lot of things. Link had to shake his head and drop all the what ifs plaguing his mind, Pattrick's back was getting farther away and Link followed.

The walk was silent except for when Pattrick would warn Link about the terrain or would give tidbits of information about the village. When they started to walk through a patch of thick bushes and low branches Link began to understand Pattrick's warning regarding his horse. Link could not see his feet and wobbled every now and then, the place was within walking distance but the path towards it was not obvious. "I gather they do not receive many guests."

"Gan did say he wanted a secluded place," Pattrick answered with a hint of glee. The bushes hugged his legs and the next moment he was stumbling down. Link catched his arm and yanked him up.

"Does Zelda even go to the village?"

Pattrick massaged where Link had grabbed, thankful the blonde had caught him, surprised at the grip strenght he had, "She hasn't gone out without Gan, if that's what you're asking."

Link glanced up front and his brows knitted, the forest grew thicker and thicker. Pattrick stood tall in front of him and breathed in. "We're closer, come on."

Link was amazed and shocked to see that the place Ganondorf had decided to stay at was so unguarded. Sure, it was semi-deep in a forest, but it was just a clearing. A clearing in a forest. Nothing more. A river could be seen to their left, the house stood to their right and Link had to chuckle to himself again.

Pattrick walked with purpose with Link in his tail and Pattrick didn't even need to tell Link where they were. Link could hear them. Pattrick walked to the front door and knocked. When no one answered and Pattrick turned to tell Link that they probably were at the back, Pattrick stopped.

Link had walked around the house and was standing in awe. Pattrick couldn't help but feel something tugging at his heart. The longing that showed in Link's face was painful. Pattrick slowly made his way to Link and looked at Ganondorf and Zelda tending to their crops. Link stood still and Pattrick kept walking. Ganondorf was the first to notice him.

Zelda raised her face when she noticed her father's attention being elsewhere. Her voice was high-pitched and cheerful, "Uncle Pattrick!"

Pattrick gave a few more steps and waved at the child, who stood and waved back and, remembering something, sprinted back to her house. "I have something for Mira!"

Pattrick stood silent and tried his best to remain unconspicuous to the men near him. Ganondorf walked out of the crops and towards Link. The gerudo towered over the blonde and his long red hair waved as he walked. Link remained rooted in place and his blue eyes looked straight at Ganondorf, unable to look elsewhere. Ganondorf felt a shiver run down his spine and although the icy look Link was giving him made him gulp down the air in his mouth, he kept on walking. This was it. Link either had finally found the monster that had killed the rulers of the Kingdom or Link had finally found his long lost friend.

And Link was giving nothing away. He stood firm, ready, and as many times before, deadly. Ganondorf stopped a little ways away from him and raised a hand. At least if Link killed him now Zelda would be in good hands. Ganondorf was sure Pattrick wouldn't let her look at his bloodied corpse. Whatever happened, it was fine.

Link eyed the hand Ganondorf offered, glanced up towards Ganondorf's face and he crumbled. Link swatted away Ganondorf's hand, much to the redhead's surprise, and plunged himself into Ganondorf's chest. And Ganondorf melted.

"You gotta give me a sign next time, dude, my heart was about to burst out of my chest."

Link chuckled and bit his lip to fight back the tears that threatened to fill his eyes. His feeling jumbled together and the relief, pain, excitement and anguish came forth with strenght. Link raised his face to the sky, "I might cry."

Ganondorf's chest rumbled and Link knew he had laughed, "You and Zelda are always such crybabies."

Ganondorf cupped Link's face and smiled. Link punched him in the arm in response.

"Don't smile now!" he whined. Ganondorf roared.

Ganondorf's smile was a gift. A secret. He usually wore a frown, it almost felt more natural for him to do so. But when he smiled, it meant he was himself, freed of his destiny, freed of the Goddesses chains. Their Ganondorf. It was a sign to Zelda and Link, it came easy with Zelda and Link. It was a gift Ganondorf had received a long time ago that he loved to share with the people who had given it to him.

Ganondorf held his stomach and howled at the sky, he then patted Link's arm, "Come one, you don't want to say hi to her while crying!"

Pattrick stood still as a statue because although he knew Gan to be softer than what he looked like he had never seen him laugh so unguarded. He had no doubts now that Link had not lied about their relationship and they in fact knew each other from a while back. How? Pattrick wasn't sure, but at this point he wouldn't dare butt in either. Ganondorf hit Link's shoulder and the blonde had to take a step forward not to fall. In between the bickering Zelda came out again from the house and skipped towards Pattrick.

"I made a necklace with daddy the other day!" she showed a neatly braided string with a bunch of pretty rocks inside, "This is for Mira," she shoved the gift towards Pattrick and kept her attention on him as he thanked her for a second before turning to her father.

"Zelda!" Gan called and the child trotted towards him. Ganondorf stepped aside and Zelda came face to face with the blonde young man.

Link felt a surge of relief that made him weak on the knees, "Hello," he said, softer than normal.

Zelda cocked her head to the side but kept her smile. Ganondorf patted Link's back and encouraged her with a nod.

"My name is Zelda," she shared, "What's yours?"

Link felt his smile tremble. She didn't remember.

And the tears threatened to fall again. Link's smile broadened, "My name is Link," Ganondorf squeezed his shoulder, "it's a pleasure to meet you." Zelda looked at her father, then back at Link, when she turned around to run to the field, Ganondorf came to Link's ear.

"I'm sure she'll remember soon."

And Link wasn't sure what he wanted anymore.

The three Goddesses that protected the Realm, Din, Nayru and Farore, were nothing but legends. Miths the people of Hyrule had created to understand their world, give it meaning. People prayed to them, believed them to be benevolent beings always overseeing Hylians. But to Link, Zelda and Ganondorf they meant something else.

The memories Link remembered were proof of his role. Maybe a mishap the Goddesses had overlooked. Memories of lives lived long ago, blurry but clear, distant but so close he could still feel his hands clasping his sword. They always had the same roles. The Princess of Hyrule, a Gerudo King, a Hylian soldier. They represented a cycle: conflict and rebirth. And the Goddesses bestowed them with their blessings. Nayru's Wisdom to the Hylian Princess, Din's Power to the Gerudo King, Farore's Courage to the Hylian soldier. Ganondorf would lay waste to the land, destroy and ravage, always seeking something, and Zelda and Link would be there to stop him. They were meant to change eras, be the before and after, be it when Zelda and Link won or Ganondorf did.

Link looked up at Ganondorf and received a tight smile as an answer. The Goddesses had to have made a mistake somewhere. Why else would they let Link and Ganondorf be friends? Why else would they let Ganondorf raise Zelda? Why would they let them remember past lives in which they lived happily together?

"You're staying with us, right?" Ganondorf pulled Link out of his head and Link realized Pattrick was standing in front of him, exchanging info with Ganondorf.

"Sure. Do you have space for me?"

Ganondorf smirked, "Sure do. You heard him," he said to Pattrick, feeling smug for whatever reason.

Pattrick waved his hands, annoyed, "Fine, I wasn't trying to-," Ganondorf's smug drove him crazy, "you're so annoying."

"Ah," Link remembered, "Epona."

"He can take care of Epona, right?"

Pattrick racked his brains to attach name to image, but, "Epona?"

Ganondorf pointed at Link, a lazy finger peeking out from under his crossed arms, "His horse."

Pattrick shrugged, "Sure. I'll put him in a barn nearby-"

"Her," Ganondorf corrected. Pattrick raised an eyebrow at him. "It's a mare," explained Ganondorf with the most bothersome tone.

Pattrick opened his mouth in disgust and replied slowly to hide his anger, directly to Link, "You can come to my house whenever to get her back," he stressed.

"I actually need to go back anyways," Ganondorf mocked insult by putting his hand to his chest, "I need my stuff."

Ganondorf shrugged and waved goodbye. Pattrick gave him the stink eye and walked exhuding anger and stomping away, but before they left he turned and waved with a smile on his face. Ganondorf moved his whole torso to wave back and Link chuckled at the dynamic the two men had between them.

As if animosity had never existed between them Pattrick began to share Ganondorf and Zelda's lifestyle with Link. Ganondorf never left the clearing, and if he had to he would do so at night and completely covered. Ganondorf had made sure they could live with what they could grow in their house and hunt from the forest and river, whenever they needed something else Ganondorf with Zelda in tow would pay Pattrick a visit. Ganondorf made sure to stay away from everyone else and although he tried to have Zelda visit the village and spend more time with people, she would rather stay with him and aside from the occasional visit would also stay away from people.

Pattrick swatted away a low branch, sure, she wasn't as outgoing as his own daughter, but Zelda was already friends with Mira and Lloyd -the only other child their age- and would play with them every once in a while. As they finally got out into the road, Pattrick gathered his courage and asked Link what was he really doing here.

"I was really looking for Gan and Zelda."

Pattrick looked up and down again at Link, "Did you really come on your own?"

"I did."

Pattrick then nodded, "Good."

Epona was waiting for them just as Link had left her. Link caressed her nuzzle and told her she would be staying in the village for a while. "I'll be coming to see her everyday anyways," Link informed Pattrick. Pattrick then took Link to the village's barn, a spacious place were all of the horses stayed. There were 5 other horses beside Epona and Pattrick assured Link he would keep an eye on her, and then added, "Well, you know where to find me if Gan annoys you to death."

Link laughed out loud and as he left the place. He stepped into the clearing as the sun had started to go down and as he got closer to the house a nice smell filled his nostrils. The door opened immediately after Link knocked and Zelda greeted him with a polite smile, she left immediately to keep on arranging the table and Ganondorf greeted Link from the kitchen, spoon in hand.

Ganondorf stirred the pot once more and led Link to a room to his right, next to the bathroom. "Your room," Ganondorf waved his hand with a flourish and Link shook his head as he let his bag touch the ground.

"We're eating dinner in a bit so you can just do whatever you want."

"I'll help."

"My sweet Zellie is already doing all that, go ahead and rest in the living room or whatever."

Link glanced at Zelda who was placing the plates and then decided to be nosy and look around the living room. Ganondorf's home had a spacious living room that connected to an open kitchen, in which Ganondorf was now busying himself. The kitchen had a back door that led to the garden and it split the house in two, two rooms to its left that worked as Ganondorf's and Zelda's room, and two rooms to its right, one smaller than the others that worked as storage and the bathroom. The guest bedroom was inside the living room in a sense, right beside the bathroom. Link walked to the bookshelf that stood near the chimney, opposite his room and closer to the table, and eyed the book titles. There was a vast amount of books and most of them were teaching materials, there was a corner filled with books for children and another with knowledge about farming and hunting. There were a couple of books about history and Link stared at them for a little. They were out of arms reach of a child and Link had to wonder what had Ganondorf taught Zelda about he parents.

Link had to look back as the nagging feeling of being observed grew inside him. Zelda was staring at him but she immediately looked away.

"Do you have a favorite book?"

Her eyes shone as he asked that question and she jumped out of her chair. She stopped a few steps away from him, unsure, "Do you have a favorite book?"

Link put his hand to his chin, "I do, but I don't find it in here."

"What's it called?" Her excitement was obvious and Link couldn't help but smile.

"It's called Bravabas, do you kn-?"

Zelda jumped on her spot, "I have it in my room!" she made fists and moved them up and down, "Daddy bought it for me a while back and I'm reading it!"

Link turned to her fully, "In which part are you?"

"Brava just found the golden arrows and now he's going back to Princess Dianna so she can defeat the Baba lord!"

Link nodded along, remembering the story, "You think she'll accept his help?"

Zelda moved her head up and down with strength, "She will!"

"Make way and don't come closer! This is hot!" Ganondorf kicked a chair that bothered him and set a boiling pot in the center of the table. "Who knew you would be reading Link's favorite, huh? Come on now, sit down and eat."

Zelda got used to Link's presence rather quickly. It did help that Link was overly eager to please her, and that they shared a bunch of hobbies. Zelda left to go to sleep only after Link had promised to accompany her tomorrow to go harvest mushrooms in the forest.

After Zelda had said her goodnights and gone to sleep, after Ganondorf had accompanied her to her bed and kissed her temple, afted Link had helped clean the dishes and Ganondorf had accompanied him to his room. After Link sat on his bed and Ganondorf sat on the only chair in the bedroom, with its back turned to Link.

Ganondorf pried, "What is it?"

And Link had to confess, "I'm worried." He stopped talking, but Ganondorf did not fill the silence in the room and just waited. Link glanced over to Zelda's room, "We usually remember soon after the other does."

Ganondorf tilted his head to the side, "How old were you-?"

"I was eight."

And the silence that followed none knew how to fill. There was not a set age in which they would remember, there was not a set action they had to do, there was neither rhyme nor reason as to when or how, and most times they actually never did. The two things they knew out of experience were that one, whether it be Zelda or Link, if one of them awakened, the other would soon follow, and two:

"Maybe we'll have to wait till she turns seventeen."

Maybe it had to do with the age they usually had when they had to fight Ganondorf. Maybe the Goddesses did decide on that number. There was no one they could ask to confirm and at this point this was their safest bet, so Link nodded.

"Maybe."

There was a stretch of silence that made each of them remember memories that should not be there, but as nothing like this had happened before, Ganondorf grimaced but let it go. "How long will you stay?"

"I can stay for a month," he then added, "there's no problem with that, right?"

Ganondorf snorted, "I'm not asking because I want you out, I'm asking because I want you to stay."

Link played with his fingers, "What are we gonna do about her?"

"You wannna take her back to the Castle?"

Link frowned, he wanted to, but he also knew it may not be the best course of action, so he decided to lay the blame on him, "You told Pattrick she would be alone in the Castle."

Ganondorf raised his eyebrows in remembrance, "I did say that." Link gave back an exhasperated look, asking whether Ganondorf believed he would ever leave her alone, and Ganondorf whispered"I didn't know whether you remembered or not. I came to the end of the fucking country just to get away from your deadly sword."

Link looked away in an attempt to not hear what Ganondorf was saying. He was correct, of course, if Link hadn't had his memories with him he would have dealt with Ganondorf in a second before taking Zelda with him. "Fine."

Ganondorf felt overly annoyed, and for some reason he felt he needed to explain himself, "I didn't know."

"I know."

"Good."

Link exhaled and clapped his hands on his thighs, "Well, anyways, I'm glad, you know." Ganondorf gave him a bored look, "that you remembered," Link continued, "that you didn't kill her."

Ganondorf wanted to laugh out loud. If only he knew. And the fact was, Ganondorf wanted him to know, if anyone out there could understand what he had gone through, if only he could share this despair he found himself into. Ganondorf crossed his arms on the back of the chair and sighed, "I..."

Ganondorf's tone was hushed and pained and Link could feel his hands sweating and he wasn't sure he wanted to know what was coming. Din's Ganondorf was always filled with anger and envy and resentment, and Link knew, like many other times, what Ganondorf was looking for now was solace.

Ganondorf closed his eyes and let his head fall back, if only he could have known. "I held her in my arms." Ganondorf remembered, he had killed her parents with little fanfare, his magic was unparalelled and it had barely been a movement of his hands. Nothing more. "I could have killed her right then and there, but for some reason I decided to hold her. And the moment I held Zelda in my arms I remembered everything." Even know, even knowing everything he knew, he still wasn't sure he would willingly choose this again, he had been flooded with memories he didn't understand of times he didn't know, but something powerful came from the back of his mind and he had felt a knife go through his heart, he had started bawling immediately. "The next moment I was running away with her in my arms."

Were they playthings to the Goddesses? Was it worth it to know everything he now knew if it only filled him with disgust for himself? Ganondorf was filled with such a strong sense of apathy he barely scoffed at the end of his story. When he looked at Link he saw him sitting straight, tight, ready to fight, but there was nothing to blame.

"I-" Link wanted to tell Ganondorf that it was not his fault, that he had been a victim of fate and that he, nevertheless, was glad he had remembered when he did, because the alternative would have been soul-crushing. But how could he thank him for something that pained Ganondorf so much. "You did what you could."

Ganondorf raised his shoulders and covered his face with his hand. Just a second. He only needed just a second to calm himself again. A second to let the rage that filled his guts to seep through his feet and get lost somewhere else. "It's fine." It was not, it would never be, but he would have to live with that. "Now you're here too and we have to concentrate on protecting Zelda."

Link could feel the struggle in Ganondorf's words, the anger in the line of his shoulders, the shame in the grip of his hand. "I understand."

"You have to, okay?" Ganondorf's muffled voice carried over, "you have to protect her when I'm gone." He crouched over, let his hand fall and then looked straight to Link, eyes shiny but filled with depth, "Promise me."

For Hyrule to thrive Gerudo King had to die before the Hero or the Princess. Every time Ganondorf had remembered he had made sure his life ended before the others. Guilt was a coat that drapped over Link's shoulders. It seemed this time wouldn't be different.

"Are you...?" Link wasn't sure how to breach the subject but Ganondorf smirked.

"Not yet, but who knows, right?"

As if the coat wasn't heavy enough. Over time, and surely a gift from the Goddesses, Ganondorf would start to dream and allucinate far away threats and pains that would drove him to destroy and rage again. He would feel the pain of Link's sword cut him time and time and time again and would feel Zelda's magic piercing his skin and crushing his heart. Surely, because he had lost his willingness to play his part in this dance.

"When that happens you better have a house and place prepared for Zelda, you hear me, you better be powerful enough so you can protect her from their greedy hands too."

Link clung onto the hope that change might come, "Maybe you won't have those dreams this time."

But Ganondorf could feel it in his bones, "No, I will."

Link wanted to argue, Zelda's situation had already changed, why wouldn't his? But Ganondorf cut him before he could even start, "I'll hang on for as long as I can, promise, but the faster you get ready the better. When she falls in love with y-"

"Ganondorf." Link's voice was sharp and firm. And Ganondorf couldn't believe after all these years Link could harbor a speck of doubt about what would happen. "You don't know that," Link said, and he was final.

Ganondorf raised his hands, "Fine, but when I'm gone and you're the only other person she can trust, you're gonna let her live here alone?"

Link grimaced, "We'll let her choose." Their eyes were locked and both thought the other was being stubborn, "when the time comes, and if the time comes, she'll choose."

Ganondorf turned his face away and stood up, "We're butting heads on this one," he placed the chair on the corner of the room and placed his hands on his hips. "Well, see you tomorrow, then."

Link stood up too, "Gan," and his eyes were so clear and full of hope that Ganondorf knew.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks for that."

How wonderful could it be if this time Ganondorf would be freed of Din's fate. How wonderful if he could just enjoy this life as a father, how wonderful if he could just die of old age in his bed.

How-

"Good night."

-wonderful would it be.

By the time Link had to leave, Zelda made the saddest face he had seen on her, and he had promised her that he would come back next year.

Link had thought about Zelda's future and Ganondorf's words and had entertained the idea of easing her into the world by having her travel with him to the Castle. But in one of their mushroom gathering expeditions he had asked her if she was bothered by living away from people and she had answered -without missing a beat- that no, she wasn't bothered and that she would rather live with her father than in a town full of people.

Link had snickered, had asked if she loved her father that much. And Zelda had extended her arms so big that she had fell on her back saying how much she loved her daddy. Link decided right then and there that he would never take her away.

"See you, then."

Ganondorf made a cone with his hands, "Next time you can clear a path to bring Epona in here, I'll make a shed!"

Link turned around and waved, and Ganondorf and Zelda waved back.

"Boss!"

Link turned around in time as one of his seargants trotted to him, "Guile," Link greeted.

Guile stood firm and saluted, one arm flexed over his chest with a fist in front of his heart, "Good to see you, Lieutenant!" and with the same energetic greeting, "May I know how your mission went?"

Link smirked. Link was known for his almost obsessing need into knowing the whereabouts of the princess. Many thought him a fool and the others thought it a waste of his talents. But his two sergeants were one of the few people who not only supported his search, but were also genuinely interested in it. Nothing to do with an actual interest in the princess, but more of a profound respect of their superior.

Link turned fully to him, "Well, I'm more than ready to take another long absence as soon as I can to keep on looking," and he lied.

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