#totk ganondorf smut

[newtabfics]

ganondorf x reader nsfw where he talks the reader through it? 0//0

oh god i--jfldajklfd

"G-Gan--" She choked out, twitching in his lap as she kept rocking her hips. Her body was getting overloaded as she tried to keep moving.

"You're doing well," He praised gently, lips brushing her neck as he gripped her hips. He was forcing her to keep riding him, dragging out the orgasm as she writhed against him. "That's it. Keep coming. Reach your ultimate pleasure from my cock, Y/N."

Her cheeks reddened as she kept moving, nails digging lightly into his shoulders. His eyes on her face as she panted and kept moving.

"My king," She whined.

He smirked and leaned back, one hand gripping her waist to steady her. "Keep it up, my prize. You are serving me well. Don't disappoint me."

[imaginethezeldaverse]

I feel like you should type up something facesitting related about Ganon to make that ask reality (as much reality as you can get with fictional characters at least)

I…………………………………………………..oh my god okay yes

(this ask is in reference to this post)

“Sit” his voice commands from under you. The ferocity and domination in his amber eyes hold you in place, however. There’s apprehension pooling in your spine; youv’e worked your courage up to this point: kneeling just above his face but being unable to lower yourself any further your current frozen state. You had expressed a concern about bearing all of your weight on his face. A statement that simply lead to his laughter and in the exact position you were presently at.

Ganondorf’s tone drops a touch, thick fingers sinking into the meat of your thigh with a hint of power, “If I have to make you, rest assured you will lose the ability to walk for the remainder of the day. Sit.”

The whimper in your throat dies as you shift slightly, “A-Are…Are you sure?”

His snickering almost sounds threatening, a mix between devious amusement and an icy taunt. His hands glide up to sit at your hips now, pulling you down just enough so your thighs have no choice but to separate. He hums, the dark purr whirring in his throat as his breath rolls over your inner thighs - ghosting over what he’s finally exposed of you. The grip on your hips tightens,

“You could not hurt me even if you tried.”

Without another word, your body was yanked downward, your knees buckling completely as his mouth slotted over your heat. Doubled over from the rush of pleasure sending shockwaves through you, your hands finding purchase wherever they can roam - which for you seems to be aimless: the sheets, the long crimson locks of his hair, even mindlessly digging your nails into his forehead at one point. Ganondorf pinned you strategically to his face, his long, lithe tongue curling and writhing inside you, drinking from you as though he was a man desperately parched. Each salacious slurp and coiled lick around where you were most sensitive had your vision dotted in fading technicolor, your fingers unfurling and remaking the same fists over and over. Your voice had gone from breathy moans to full of on out-of-breath squealing when he maneuvered your hips to drag back and forth.

“G-Ganondor-ahh!” you whined, electricity zipping through your body at a record pace. His only response was a curt chuckle before lapping at you quicker this time. You were losing control, your body winding and unwinding, before crashing into a full spasm against his lips. With all the strength you could muster, your fingers locked into his fiery tresses, tugging at his scalp. Both of your breaths hitched in unison, though below you, Ganondorf instantly recovered, devouring you still through the tidal waves of your peak. Stuck in your throat was your voice, your hips able to do little other than rock over his still active mouth. Slowly his tongue ceased its ministrations, and you found the breath you’d be holding for the past several minutes. You shivered with ecstasy, chest heaving and lip trembling from the sheer strength of your orgasm. Your hand flattened out, untangling from his locks and bracing to lift yourself off of his face.

Oh but how foolish you were.

The same impassioned amber eyes kept focus on you, like a predator to its prey. His ears remained sharp at their catch of your confused sounds, especially when you can’t move away from him because he’s locked you in place.

It’s then you realize that Ganondorf was keeping true to his words. His previous brutish timbre rolls around in your skull, the reality sinking in when you realize his fingers haven’t moved an inch since he seated you onto his face.

You could only hope he’d be so kind as to carry you later.

[yanderemommabean]

I’m gonna be honest. I want the reader to be the first person Ganondorf has had sex with in 10,000 years and it feels so good he gets pussy drunk.

Has to bend you over the table after breakfast because he can't help himself. Gets hard just from hearing you moan when you stretch or feeling you tug his hair a bit too hard when brushing it.

Dude salivates thinking about the sweat dripping down your body from the desert heat, wanting to lick it up while stroking his cock lazily. Thinks you sitting on his face is heaven but so is having you on your back with your legs on his shoulders as he takes what he wants and gives you a pleasurable torture.

Likes to fuck his own sloppy seconds, watching your small body twitch and writhe while trying to process the fuck session that had just occurred, flushed and wrecked, makes him ready to go again in no time.

And all you can do when he wants more is try to crawl away,but he just grabs your ankle and easily pulls you back for more.

Can you really complain though?

-Mommabean

[spaztastic-headcannons]

Suspended Belief

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60211249 Ganondorf (TOTK) x F! Reader

Notes: No y/n used. She/her used throughout. Shibari, suspended shibari.

MDNI

Settling into his seat, Ganondorf sipped a cool drink as he took in the sight before him.

Strong ropes hung from the hooks embedded in the ceiling, looping down to the vulnerable form of his lover.  

Blindfolded and bound, she hung, face up, at the perfect height for his eyes to run over every part of her that he loved to tease.  Ruby ropes wrapped around her limbs highlighting the best parts of her. Her ankles were tied to her thighs, looped around and keeping her legs spread. Her arms were secured wrist to wrist, behind her back. Ropes wrapped and rolled around her body, pinching and cradling her breasts and circling her cunt.  Fibers were dark with the wetness leaking from her and sweat from the long session of teasing and torment.

More ropes were wrapped around her to keep her body suspended in the air than to decorate her skin, but no matter what she looked magnificent.

Ganon eyed her flushed skin and panting chest, following the curve of her body and the flow of the ropes to where he had been toying with her, fingers busy working between her slick lips and around her clit.

It was a rare indulgence to have her like this and he was set to enjoy it.

Ganon waited for her to calm down from his last bit of teasing. She’d gotten close this time, nearly cumming on his fingers and tongue before he pulled away. Her cry at being denied yet again rang in the air of their bedroom. Curtains and carpets dulled the noise, leaving it for their ears only. Each of her cries, moans, and pitiful pleas for mercy were freely given and well earned from his efforts.

Taking another sip of his drink, thoughts of whether to continue edging her or to work to the finale that they both craved crossed his mind.

She panted in her restraints, words and breath stolen from her and barely recovering while he sat to the side. His cock hung heavy between his legs, firm but too thick to stand even then. Precum has been dripping from the tip for a while now, at least three denied orgasms ago. Sitting on the chair, his cock resting on his leg and precum leaking against his skin, the decision was becoming clear.

A final swallow, drops running down his beard, he stood. She heard the glass clatter against a nearby table and tensed before purposefully relaxing. Whatever he had in mind for her next she’d take, and take, and take, and take. The pleasure was always mind-numbing, leaving her cock-drunk and more than willing for the next time. This would be no different, she thought to the best of her ability when she was denied so many releases.

Ganon could read each twitch of her muscles. Her anticipation and desperation. The muscles in her thighs pressed together best they could, tightening the ropes around her body. He smirked, eyes narrowing on her core that twitched with her body, just as anticipatory for something she so desperately needed as he did.

“Little lamb, are you ready for me?” He asked, gripping the rope that supported her legs, swinging her closer to him.  He could see her breath catching, and the swallow she took before answering.

“Please? Please take me, I’m ready for you, so ready.”  Her voice was a croak, cracking when she tried to speak above a whisper.

Ganon hummed, fingers running down her sternum, over ropes and down her stomach to her core.

“We’ll see, little lamb. Patience is something valued after all, isn’t it?”  His other hand came up to hold another rope, bringing her body closer to his and letting his cock taste the wet kiss of her entrance.

Pulling her to grind against him, letting her soak his cock in preparation. Listening to her soft mewls with each grind he drifted a hand down to his own cock.

Letting her hang there, just far enough to feel his warm but not his skin, he gripped his dick and stroked it briefly before pressing the tip against her slit. With a half step forward, and a pull of the ropes the head popped in through the ring of her entrance. Once through the first barrier she hiccupped at the stretch but each clench of her pussy sucked more of him in.

Each thick, inescapable inch pressed into her, bulging her pussy around him and crafting her body to his. Her slick coated his cock, and with each slow thrust, strings of it would pulled between his pelvis and her thighs. Just as every time before her body welcomed his, stretching around each inch until he was flush against her. His balls stuck to the skin of her buttocks, his pubes rubbing against her sensitive clit savagely.

Every movement was pleasure, leaving her cock-drunk for him and him alone. Her slick ran down his cock and balls, drenching their thighs between them with her arousal. Even just a soft thrust in her left his balls stuck to her, separating with a smleck before slapping against her skin again.

 Taking just a moment to savor her velvety warmth around his member before he began to move with earnestness. 

His hands slid down the ropes to her waist, using both the momentum of the swing and the power in his hips to thrust against her.  His thickness ensured sensation of every nerve, causing her to cry out with each thrust in and clench when he pulled out. Being suspended and tied up left her little room to reciprocate his motions, eyes rolling back and body twitching.  

Like this he could not whisper all the nasty things he had planned in her ear, but he could watch her face contort in pleasure and hear her cries echo in the room. Her brow furrowed, and the muscles in her stomach twitched when his cock would hit deep. Like this he could view her whole body, control it, and take as he pleased from it.  His hips and thighs could feel the ropes rubbing against his skin with each thrust, sharing in the marks they’d both have when he was finished with her.

He grunted, sweat beading down his body as he swung her body back into his, throwing his head back when she squeezed down on his cock. 

“That’s it Little Lamb, squeeze me, take me,” he panted, voice low and hoarse. 

“P-please! My king, please!” she begged, unsure if she was begging for reprieve or for more. Her whole body was a mess of nerves due to the ropes. His pubic hair rubbed so well against her clit and her cunt dripped with each thrust. A creamy ring formed around the base of his cock, making his hair look almost pinkish.

“Please what, pet? Tell me, what do you need from me?”  Ganon’s head turned back to her, to watch as she came apart in his hands.

“Mmmmmake me cum! Please!” She cried, her lower stomach burning, fire coiling right where his cock hit in her deepest depths.

“Then cum,” he ordered, “cum on my cock like a good girl.”

He leaned over some, grinding against her both reaching as deeply as he could and rubbing against her clit.  The fire in her stomach became a bomb, spreading out to the rest of her body. Her mouth opened in a silent scream. Each muscle tensed up as she came, back arching as much as it could in the ropes and his hands, her pussy clamping down and milking his length.  He fought to keep thrusting, prolonging her pleasure as long as he could. 

Lightening ran up her body as he chased his high, all of her nerves sparking with each thrust and touch.  It felt like her orgasm kept going until she gasped, breathing again as waves of pleasure and pain from oversensitivity took over. Her toes curled and her hands clenched into fists. 

Ganon new he could force another orgasm from her. Push that sensitivity past the pain and back into pure pleasure. Alas, the previous teasing and waiting meant he couldn’t push himself to last quite that long.

Already his balls were drawing up, his abs tensing with each thrust. He was grunting and growling, sweat dripping down his body.

Al it took was just a…bit..more…

A harsh clench of her walls around him and he was seeing light flash behind his eyelids.  Cock spurting out cum, coating her insides and leaking down to froth at his base.  He couldn’t stop thrusting, filling her up with all that he had, pressing it as deep as he could get it.

She moaned, long and low, as he came to a grinding stop.

Taking just an extra moment to savor the feeling and keep his cum as deep in her as he could, he started to pull away.

Once he pulled out his cum quickly followed, dripping to the floor. He took one extra second to enjoy the sight before moving to release her from her ties. Each pull was quick and efficient and before long she was in his lap on the chair nearby. His big hands were rubbing at her joints and each indent from the ropes.

She sat there, warm and comfortable, knowing any rope burn and bruises would be tended to with care, allowing her to settle into the afterglow.

[painted-skye]

The developers absolutely knew what they were doing with this scene 🥵

Gif made by : @painted-skye

[rosynanapen26]

I kinda want to write another Ganon x Reader but with Y/N being Rauru and Sonia's daughter. I love Ganon design after he transforms as well. 😩 That would be dark of course but like I said already I want to be dominated hard and feel vulnerable by this man, so yeah. 😳🤤

Edit: Story is finished. You can fin it at the beginning of my page 😊😳

[zacwuv]

Ganon x Zelda TOTK || Full piece on Bluesky or twitter, links here ~ 18+ only!

[spicyicetea]

HIIII, I love your writing!!! Like your my source of my alone time when not crying or crafting, or gaming! ( We have stuff in common :D). SOOOOO, I have a recommendation!! It would be pretty cool to have you do this sooooo Like Yeah! But could you do a part two to the Link x Milf reader because I loved that one ( Cuz im like that ;) ). And could you do Totk Link x cuddly reader.

Ps. My computer dosnt let me write question Marks :l

LOVE UR WRITING :D -Madisu Kulina

Awww you’re legit so sweet! Eeee it’s messages like this that make me wanna keep posting. I’m actually already working on a pt 2 for the Milf!Y/N and I’ll make sure to tag you in it once it’s done. So for now I’ll do the other request. I assume you’d also like this to be yandere themed as it’s kinda my main thing at this point. I’ll split this into bullet points and then a short imagine.

Usual warnings: Yandere behaviour, NSFW topics mentioned but no actual smut. MDNI.

TOTK Link x Cuddly, Fem! Y/N

Link has always hit me as the type of Yandere who loves a physically affectionate reader. Being able to be near someone and protect them is a big deal, especially with all the crazy things happening in Hyrule.

If this is before Ganondorf was defeated, he takes you everywhere with him.

Each Sage he recruited knows you are his priority and to protect you with their lives or face him in a battle. None of them wanted that, they knew better.

You were a Hylian woman he bumped into while visiting Hateno village. Watching you man the fields awoke something in him. A gorgeous woman like you shouldn’t have to work day and nights just to get food and a roof over her head. She deserves to be pampered. And he can do that for you.

He practically swept you off your feet and proclaimed he would marry you once he defeated Ganondorf. He plans to keep that promise.

You ride sitting in front of him on Epona so he can make sure you’re comfortable. When he jumps off to fight or explore on foot, you stay on the saddle, Epona prepared to run for the hills as her master has instructed should danger even look your way.

He was fully prepared to be the “bad guy”. Making sure you would appreciate his generosity and gentle handling when he could be so rough. He needed you to need him.

But, he figured out he didn’t need to rather quickly.

It was a cold and he had left to handle a monster infestation near where you had been camping. The rain lashed at the ground outside the cave you and Epona were hunkered in for safety. The oversized tunic you wore as a makeshift dress club to your form, soaked with water. Flint sparks as you tried to start up the fire, having moved some spare sticks into the cave. It just wouldn’t work. With a heavy sigh, you hunkered over, shivering while fiddling with the flint in your hands.

“Y/N… you’re cold.” A familiar voice rang.

Link stood behind you, soaked by the rain. He tossed his pouch aside, prepared to strip you so he could dry your clothes. With a sigh, he took his gloves off but when he went to grab you, he jolted to a stop. Your arms wrapped around him, your cheek nuzzling his chin.

“Link! I was so worried, I missed you.” You pouted up at him.

His face flushed red and he hugged you tightly back, peppering your face with kisses. You truly were his adorable little wife. He couldn’t wait to have you back at his home where you’d stay safe for him to come home to each day.

His day dreaming was interrupted as you tugged at his shirt and trousers. Your greedy hands couldn’t get enough of him, maybe he’d have to give you what you wanted. He had planned for your first intimate experience to be on your wedding day but he’s more than willing to jump the gun. Oh how he would love to fold you and abuse that tight pretty c-

“Link! You need to dry your clothes!”

“Oh…”

Yes… he couldn’t wait to marry you. His touchy little princess.

[newtabfics]

I need Ganondorf NSFW please, I need TO SIT ON HIS FACE GAHHHH😤

FJKLFDSJFLS

Face sitting :3

"Come now, my wife," He said with a smirk as he gripped her thighs firmly. "I told you to claim your throne."

Y/N blushed and let her weight on him. The Gerudo moaned as he began to eat her out with more fire than he had been before.

He grunted and moaned as his hands greedily palmed at her ass, almost pressing her harder against his mouth as his tongue thrust into her.

Y/N moaned and gripped his hair, the scratch of his beard against her thighs adding to the stimulation.

She met his gold eyes as he practically drank from her pulsing cunt.

He was burning with need as he watched her writhe on his tongue.

[imaginethezeldaverse]

The Desert's Moon (Ganondorf x Reader) (NSFW)

Welcome, welcome to the 100 follower fic I set all those polls for! You all chose and waited so patiently, so please allow me to give you the winner: a good fic with our big bad guy, Ganondorf (Tears of the Kingdom version). This will be nsfw, and just to be safe, be wary of any spoilers below the cut, okay? For this fic I'm running with an idea that was dropped in my inbox - initially I had planned to make it a simple headcanon post, but since he won, I'm writing it as a full blown fic instead. Thank you all for voting, it sincerely means a lot, I cannot believe even more of you have followed me since then. The comments and appreciation from you all truly makes my day. 🥹 As for the theme: you are inexperienced (we'll even say virginal) and Ganondorf here is going to be your first. Let's explore that together, shall we? Reader is gender neutral for all to enjoy. I sniped some fictional Gerudo language from here because I mean Ganondorf is a Gerudo man...he definitely should be able to speak the language.

Ganondorf is intimidating, this much is true. His demeanor exudes power in all things he does: fight, lead, and even fuck. He's had many a partner, his skills as a lover growing with each encounter of his past. He is not unfamiliar with experienced partners - and he will show you the patience and slowness you deserve.

The key is for you to be honest with him. Should you try to front as though you are experienced in sex, just know that he can see right through you. Ganondorf's read on body language is exceptional - so the slight shake in your body or the quiver in your voice is an immediate alert to him that you aren't what you're trying to portray yourself as. To your benefit however, he'll most likely find this cute. You attempting to be brave and take him head on is adorable, even though you have no idea what you'd be getting into (or really what would be getting into you). Being upfront however is not without its loss - you'd gain his respect and potentially a chance to call him an equal, he likes the idea of a long-term partner who can be honest with themselves as well as him.

For a man of his size and status, he's quite gentle. He offers to hold you first in your nudity, get you used to feeling his body against yours. Ganondorf will most likely seat you in his lap, with your legs splayed open over the length of his hips and thighs. Should you shy away or find yourself embarrassed by the less than polite way you're sat on him, he'll simply chuckle, reiterating that this is to acclimate you. His hands will find a place on your thighs, unmoving, but present. "Touch me anywhere you'd like," he offers, the rich amber of his eyes meeting your own. Setting the pace in your favor will help ease some of your apprehension. Your hands explore the planes of his body: his adept, powerful hands; the sizable, muscular curvatures of his forearms and biceps; over the thickened bands of his shoulders and down to the broad expanse of his chest. He's a mountainous man in size and that alone has you a tiny bit afraid, but you also can't deny that being able to trace your fingertips over the patterned tattoos that stretch across his muscles doesn't elate you.

When your hands finally cup the wide angles of his jaw, you find the pluck to once more lock eyes with the Gerudo chief. There's something unreadable swimming in them: whether it's tenderness or restraint you aren't wholly sure. His arm wraps around your lower back, bring you ever closer to him in a swift push. Your hands remain on his face, lips inching closer. Ganondorf doesn't kiss you. No, he wants you to be the one to take the honor of taking the first step. The world talks of his lust and greed for power, and make no mistake, the rumors are very much true. But this - intimacy with you - Ganondorf knows better than to rush. Taking you by force serves him little, and there is humanity in him still that bars him from wanting any harm to come to you. To feel your body yearn for him willingly only makes that much sweeter. Your breaths mingle momentarily, your heart pounding in your chest until you finally take the plunge and seal the gap. You're chaste in your kiss, timidity holding your tongue. No matter, the sensation of his thick digits roaming over the curve of your ass has you gasping enough against his mouth for him to coax you into a deeper kiss. Unbeknownst to you, your head tilts naturally, angling so that you can continue the kiss comfortably. You let go of his face, your fingers sliding into his long vermillion locks. There's a sound vibrating at the back of his throat that hits your ears so pleasantly - the simple soothing sensation of your hands in his hair delights him, so naturally he wants you to know it. The kiss builds heat, your body slowly beginning to want his hands to move beyond your backside. You lean into him, pressing your chest to his and linking your arms around his neck. The smile that curls his lips upward is something you can feel, and you almost smile back - but his hands that have now occupied a space on your hips are dragging your body over his lap. Ganondorf parts from your mouth, watching you bite your lip as he slowly grinds you over what you realize is his length beginning to grow rigid beneath you. Breaths slowly starting to come in shudders you snap your eyes shut, focusing on how his length slides teasingly over where you biologically know he's going to be soon enough.

"Do you feel me?" he purrs, dark tiger eyes trained on your flushed features, "Do you feel my want for you? My desire?" Your thighs are seeking one another to lock this feeling between them, but his hulking mass keeps them widely separated - your center at the mercy of his ministrations. Seeking purchase, your nails dig into his shoulders, earning a pleased rumble from the man. His lips find the hollow of your throat, easing pointed kisses and gentle bites to your sensitive flesh. Soft moans sound angelic to Ganondorf's ears; with ease he lifts you into his arms, your legs still very much wrapped as best as possible around his torso. Smooth, crimson silks caress your back as you're laid across the stretch of his bed. He doesn't stop kissing your body, only proceeds to move down it. Your collarbone, your nipples, the softness of your stomach: all places his lips tease and touch. He drinks your whines and whimpers in as though starving, an innate need to hear your voice call out to him ever growing. Still, he keeps slow. Rough finger pads glide down your body, stroking and fondling a pathway until he settles on his knees, with your legs splayed open by the sheer width of him. Those kisses that traveled now dot their way from your knee and inward. Your breath hitches, you know where he's going...you desperately want him there. As he reaches closer and closer, you shudder out, "P-Please...Gan..." Those initially amber slits, now ochre with hunger, slide up to see your face. Your cheeks are stained with reddish hues with your chest rising and falling faster than before.

"Is there something you need?" the timbre in his voice makes somewhere your stomach clench. How is it just his voice makes you feel this way? What kind of spell has he cast on you? Though your mind tries to wrack itself with answers, it always circles back to the lips that are nipping at your inner thighs. He places a kiss just close enough for you to feel his breath over your sex and you swallow thick with the gasp that tries to free itself.

"Your...mouth..." says you in a shaky whine, "Please..."

Like satin and fire, his chuckle is both suave but with the promise of something vile. A strong grip parts your legs further, holding you wide open. You try desperately not to look at how he drinks your nudeness in, fearing that you seeing the sheer lust flashing across his strong features will have you curl into yourself.

His mouth descends.

You gasp sharply.

Hot and wet is his tongue against your opening, circling your responsive flesh, his eyes never leaving your face. Ganondorf watches on as his silver tongue devours you, each lap and suck at you surging pleasure through your limbs. With one last scoop at your hole, he drew back. There was a question at your lips when you felt him retreat, but before you could even get a word out, you felt his finger carefully slide into you.

"A-Ah!" you mewled, then hissed. Given the size of him overall, even his fingers were substantial in filling you somewhat.

"Shhhhh," Ganondorf hushed your seizing frame. A hand came to your thigh, his thumb stroking in soothing circles the same time his opposite finger exited you, "Relax, my va'ina, you'll need to be much more open if you plan to take me." Your body shudders as you breathe, willing yourself to relax yourself in his ministrations. Having already gave you some slickness there, his finger meets less resistance than normal. His eyes roam your figure slowly, watching all of the small shivers and shakes that begin to build as his digit steadily works in and out of you. A spark of want pulses up your hips, with each coax of his finger you felt tiny rivulets of desire multiply inside you.

"Ganondorf..." came your gentle plea. This feeling was slowly starting to feel inadequate, your hips moving ever so slightly to try and chase the sensation of fullness. Chuckling at your urgency, the Gerudo chieftain withdraws his finger - adding another and sliding back into you. Eyelashes aflutter, you mewl at the sensation of being filled once more.

"There we are," he mused, smirking at the way you're snatching your bottom lip between your teeth. Gradually his fingers stretched you open, separating minutely as he fed your body each stroke. As soon as you had acclimated, you found yourself once again needing more. His hand, though making you feel good, was simply proving not to be enough. Ganondorf recognizes this as your features scrunch with some frustration. You need him, don't you? You need more than just two measly fingers to give you the passion that you seek.

"Your body seeks more than my current attentions I see," he says matter-of-factly, withdrawing his now very wet digits.

You turn your head away to blush, being read like an open book made your body burn with some embarrassment. Yet Ganondorf understood. He lifts your leg by your calf, pressing a kiss into the muscle there. "No worry, I'll give you everything you seek." He sits upright now, towering over your supine frame, a hand at each of your knees. You know what comes next, and though you tremble under him, there's a fire in those eyes of his that keeps you brave. Fingers descend upon his. He catches your gaze, doe-like and nervous, but no sign of withdrawal within them.

"You'll go slow, won't you?" you ask him, your heart mere seconds away from jumping out of your chest. There's an expectation for him to laugh at such an innocent, if not naïve question - but he surprises you when his hand takes your chin between two large fingers and keeps your eyes to his. Softness unlike you've ever seen in him stares back at you. "I wouldn't dream of bringing you harm, va'ina, you're safe with me." His words bring you comfort, allowing you shut your eyes in readied bliss. To reflect this, you spread your legs further apart, "Then I am yours, Ganondorf."

His lips find yours, hungry in its kiss. As his tongue melds against yours, he slips a hand down to grasp himself. You feel the slight shift of his body on yours, strong thighs flush to the backs of yours. He parts from the kiss, though his face remains close, "Ready?" Unable to trust your voice, you simply nod. His muscular frame surrounds your body, encasing you in his warmth. With your hands braced on his shoulders, you inhale sharply when he presses into you. Considerable length and girth stretch you far more than his fingers could even attempt. He's slow, methodical in his pace. So much so that he stops, just past the head of him, the second you tense in his arms.

"Breathe..." coaches Ganondorf, his voice showing the tiniest hint of strain. Though shaky, you try to follow his advice, and it calms your body enough for him to advance. Your mouth drops open from the pressure, hands gripping his shoulders for purchase as another inch fills you. The man above pecks loving kisses to your face as he sneaks a hand downward. He revels in the pleased gasp you let out when his fingers stroke your sex, "That's it...open up for me..." With him steadily plunging into your depths and the deliberate tease of his hand at your most sensitive area, you recognize that same spark from earlier.

Want. Need.

He slides in further still, about at halfway down the whole of him now. His hand doesn't relent on your flesh, easing over you with the intent to build the ecstasy he knows you're absentmindedly chasing. Ganondorf has every intention to bring you to rapture, but again - at your pace. There's a tremor in your thighs that shakes against his hips, he gives you more of him; but the noise you let out this time is a moan muffled only by the barrier of your bitten lip. He grins at this, supply your body with just a bit more. No reaction this time - you were getting used to him. His fingers stroke you for a few more counts, this being just enough for you to take him all the way to the hilt. You keen slightly, so impossibly full and almost dizzy from how overwhelmingly large he feels inside of you.

"Stay with me, love" he whispers, his opposite thumb stroking your cheek. The deep octave of his voice and the tender caress soothe you enough to lean into his touch. Ganondorf captures your lips once more, this kiss slower than the last. His hips remain still though his tongue ravages your mouth, and it pulls a licentious moan from you; the knowledge of him locked deep inside you as he kisses you so fervently has you yearning for what you know you want most. His mouth moves into your neck, and without hesitation your fingers bury into his fiery mane. There's a slight withdrawal of his hips, and you welcome the feeling now, the minor shift of friction feeding into a feeling at the most basic level of your instincts.

"More," your quivered voice speaks in his ear, "P-Please."

He's touched at your politeness, though it's unnecessary. You are a being to be worshipped in this regard, though you didn't realize it, you would never need to beg from him. Touching his forehead to your own, Ganondorf rumbles deep in his chest, pulling almost all of the way out of you before sliding all the way back in. "Nnngh, yes..." Ah, all he needed to hear. Adept hands place themselves at two points: a fist near your head for steadying, and a hand bracing underneath your back to keep you there. Leisurely, shallow thrusts easily evolved into deep, harder strokes. Your body would transform - blossom from tightly wound and tense to fully open and wanting.

The Gerudo male knows you're fully spellbound by your lovemaking when your nails begin to bite into the muscle of his shoulder blades - a most welcome pinch of pain. He's fully working you into you now, his hips immovable pistons to fuck you fully now. Your sweet and soft moans were climbing in crescendo, his name tumbling in slurred syllables off your honey covered tongue. Unable to stop himself now, Ganondorf growled into the junction of your neck and shoulder, pulling your body as flush to him as he could.

"Ah, ohh, mmf! Ahhhh G-Gan," you whined, clinging to him, "My body's on fire...I nghh I...!"

He feels you tightening around him, his pants are harsh as they dampen your skin, "Let it happen...let me have all of you." With only a few strokes of him you fall apart in a scream, your body winding up impossibly tight and then loosening entirely. The orgasmic pulse of your slickness around him milks him with an ungodly grip. He fucks you as fast as your body will allow, a few resounding claps against your flesh combining with the cries of your slight overstimulation that finally bring him to his own end. His strong fingers dig into you as he cums, hot and fast, in a wildly indecent roar. Your hands hold him in his place on your body, welcoming every drop of the licentious liquid that he spills inside of you. His hips begin to slow, still sliding in and out of your now sopping hole, and though you were already long finished, you moan at the sensation of his cock pulsing and feeding your body even now.

When he finally can take no more, he pulls from you entirely in a rough grunt. You feel the weeping of his seed from your entrance, but you are far too exhausted to care. Your body hums in pleasured bliss, but your limbs, so worn from a use you'd yet to experience until today, feel akin to lead. Never an issue, however, as Ganondorf carefully maneuvers you both so you can rest comfortably: with you at his side. His fingers traced the curves and lines of your body in silence, your hand and head rest at his chest.

"Gan...?" your voice barely above a whisper.

His eyes lazily move to you. Your heart flutters with candid bravery, "...I love you."

He smiles at this. Fitting words for a connection as deep as this. His hand covers your head, pressing you closer to his chest in a protective maneuver. Ganondorf is anything but vulnerable...but even a man as mighty as he isn't incapable of feeling.

"You have my heart, va'ina. You are mine as I am yours."

You hum contentedly, happy to fall asleep in the arms of the man who loved you.

[yanderemommabean]

Okay then if Ganon’s so hot maybe you should write about him hmmmm? 🤨🤨🤨 (I am on my hands and knees begging)

I just know he loves to eat people out. He has the face of a man who can’t stop teasing and taking with his tongue. GOD I bet he can easily hold you down as he takes what he wants and makes you writhe and whimper until you can’t see straight anymore.

I just…need him to force orgasms out of us. I just KNOW he wouldn’t be worn out one bit.

-Mommabean

[beneathstarryskies]

Header created by @actuallysaiyan ✦ Created: Feb. 24, 2023 ✦ Updated: May 27, 2024 ✦ #of works: 25 ✦ Posts marked with ‼️ may contain dark/triggering content. I include content warnings on every post. ✦ Posts marked with 🔞 are not safe for minors. MINORS DNI!

Devil May Cry

V Smut Alphabet 🔞

Is it safe to just be who we are? (Dante x fem!Reader) ‼️🔞

Stalker Dante (Dante x fem!reader) ‼️🔞

Stubborn Lovers (Vergil x Reader, Dante x Reader)

Fluffy Headcanons (Vergil, Nero, Dante, Sparda x fem!reader)

Final Fantasy 7

Nighttime Routine (Cloud Strife x GN!Reader)

Anytime, Anywhere Part 1 (feat. Reno, Sephiroth, Zack, and Cloud)🔞

Anytime, Anywhere Part 2 (feat. Rufus, Tseng, and Vincent)🔞

Gimme Some Sugar Little Honeybee (Reno Sinclair x Fem!reader)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Coming home to find you sleeping (feat. Nanami, Gojo, Geto)‼️🔞

Can I go where you go? (Megumi x fem!reader)🔞

Welcome Home, Baby (Kento x housewife!reader) 🔞

Fighting over you, then sharing you (Kento x Gojo x fem!reader)🔞

Stress Relief (Kento x Fem!Reader) 🔞‼️

Dragon Ball

I just want your innocence (Vegeta x Fem!Reader)🔞

Baldur's Gate 3

I get to love you (Gale Dekarios x fem!reader)🔞

Drinking your blood during sex (Astarion x reader)🔞‼️

Let Me Be Yours (Halsin x fem!reader)🔞‼️

Resident Evil

Hello, It's Me (Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader)🔞

Breeding Kink (Chris, Leon, Wesker, Ethan, Heisenberg x fem!reader)🔞‼️

Legend Of Zelda

La Bete (TOTK!Ganondorf x fem!Reader)

Bleach

Renji comforting his insecure gf (Renji x fem!reader)🔞

I’d just die to make you proud (Renji x fem!reader)🔞

Bad boys bring heaven to you (Grimmjow x fem!reader)🔞‼️

Was It Over Then? (Grimmjow x fem!reader)🔞‼️

Event Masterlist

2K Followers Event

[painted-skye]

Another one because I cannot get enough of this man.

[toushindai]

Life-Sized Blogging

toushindai / 30s / cis female (she/her/hers)

A known bisexual. Administrative coordinator by day. Writer also by day. Asleep by night, unless something’s gone terribly wrong. Autistic, at all hours.

My special interests take the form of serial fandom obsessions. It’s currently and very narrowly whatever the fuck Rauru and Ganondorf have going on in Tears of the Kingdom right now. If you followed me for (counts backwards on fingers) Hades, Transistor, Baccano!, Soul Eater, or any other fandom I don’t post about anymore, sorry about that. I do not have any control over the direction of the special interest.

I write a lot of fanfiction, specializing--I may as well cop to this, I think it's been the case since I was in college--in what we'll call eroticized power dynamics. You can find me on AO3. You'll also find me occasionally peddling my wares on my nsfw twitter. My main twitter, wallofillusion, should be considered defunct at this point.

Below the cut, I'd like to highlight a few of the fics or fic series that I'm proudest of for each fandom.

Tears of the Kingdom

Questions of Kingship: Two PWP one-shots followed by a multichapter plotted work. Elements of dubcon and noncon throughout. Recommended if you like made-up politics, think TOTK maybe should have thought a little harder about the implications of its made-up politics, or just want to see two horrible men who hate each other fuck about it.

Following Ganondorf's oath of fealty to Hyrule, Rauru "invites" the Gerudo chief to stay at Hyrule Castle while Gerudo's subsumption into Hyrule is negotiated. It's a strategic action; Rauru does need to keep an eye on him. But his frustration with Ganondorf's false humility hides a desire that even he is not comfortable with, and Ganondorf has his own plans for the self-styled king of Hyrule.

Hades

Hello it is I a megzag main. reach out and grasp will be your best starting point. It focuses on Megaera's friendship with Thanatos and how it is affected by her (and Thanatos's) relationship with Zagreus. This series is available as a pay-what-you-want e-book at itch.io. From there, feel free to branch out; there is a lot of porn here and some things that are not porn. A further guide to my Hades fic can be found here.

Transistor

Not so much of the power dynamics in this fandom but I love Red/Boxer so much. I am not immune to a sword with a gentle voice. Here's the two of the on the verge of becoming a couple; here's what was as far as I can tell the first Red/Boxer smut on the entire internet even though I showed up three years late. Here is a post-game fic in which they finally must discuss the final act of the game.

Baccano!

Maskmaker trio my beloved. I've written over 100k across two separate "Monica is alive" AUs and my sole comfort is that I could never be as obsessed with this thought as Huey is.

Mad Religion is a one of my masterworks: set in the 2001 of an AU where Monica never died, Huey and Monica stumble upon a branch of SAMPLE only to discover that Elmer has already stumbled upon the cult on his own and is trying to make their sacrifice smile. Because that's what he's for--isn't it? If you like writing dealing with unnamed religious trauma, this one is for you.

Other than that--wow I cannot even begin to summarize my work in this fandom. Here's Ronny and Maiza getting to know each other in 1711. Here's Huey being the worst father imaginable to Liza. Here's a lil tone poem of Huey thinking on Monica and Elmer in the 1930s. Conversely here is Fermet leaning real hard on Huey's boundaries. There's more out there, my friends, but it's so scattered. I'm not even mentioning Ronny/Lucrezia here.

Soul Eater

Hello it is I a Medusa/Stein main. And also a "Stein's relationship with Lord Death/authority" main (I was working through some things at the time).

What it Means to Lose Control: When Stein has to give up control in order to fight, some are more than willing to step in and claim it from him. A Medusa/Stein divergent AU. I turned this into an e-book, with some side stories included; you can get that here (mobi | epub)

A God without an Ego: An examination of the relationship between Stein and Lord Death—where it works and where it falls apart. Looks like I never put this one on AO3... well, I'm not linking each piece individually on ff.n. The best way to read these ones is on e-book (mobi | epub)

Prior fandoms

If you want to go further back than "the tail end of my college years" godspeed and for god's sake please don't tell me about it. WallofIllusion on ff.n, you'll find some The World Ends With You, some Ace Attorney (original trio), some Death Note, and some Yu-Gi-Oh!. Also more Soul Eater than I transferred over to AO3.

[zacwuv]

See the uncensored version on twitter or Bluesky! Ganon x Link & Gerudo outfit 🥰 +1 alt version only on Patreon ~

Links

[fawkoff]

I need therapy or something bc what demon possessed me to write Barney the purple dinosaur x (totk) Ganondorf smut. Wattpad is a scary place it changes people…(jk Ive always been like this.)