[Perhaps it was the moment that caused it, or perhaps this mysterious knight known as "Santa" had gifted Link with the rare treasure of courage when it was needed most. Whatever the reason, be it large or small, voluntary or by chance, it is a chance that Link does not pass up.
They'd kissed only a few times before, gentle exchanges that had happened in passing that had been both memorable and touching. Those previous memories with Zelda were not to be forgotten or diminished, and it is those same memories which drive him closer to his childhood friend.
It's a slow advance, a patient series of movements that bring him closer in to the same space as the resurrected goddess. A hand moves around to the small of her back, palm resting just above her tail bone to keep her waist steady. His other hand raises to gently brush the uncovered knuckles of his hand to her cheek, brushing what little bit of hair prevents full sight of her limitless beauty.
Eyes close, the last sight of her perfection now burned into the lids that cover his vision, his lips finally meet their mark as he kisses Zelda firmly on her own. The sweet sensation, the passionate feelings that swell inside of him, all of it overtaking his senses and erasing the rest of the world as he now exists only with her and their moment under the mistletoe.]
Re: Zelda || Open
They'd kissed only a few times before, gentle exchanges that had happened in passing that had been both memorable and touching. Those previous memories with Zelda were not to be forgotten or diminished, and it is those same memories which drive him closer to his childhood friend.
It's a slow advance, a patient series of movements that bring him closer in to the same space as the resurrected goddess. A hand moves around to the small of her back, palm resting just above her tail bone to keep her waist steady. His other hand raises to gently brush the uncovered knuckles of his hand to her cheek, brushing what little bit of hair prevents full sight of her limitless beauty.
Eyes close, the last sight of her perfection now burned into the lids that cover his vision, his lips finally meet their mark as he kisses Zelda firmly on her own. The sweet sensation, the passionate feelings that swell inside of him, all of it overtaking his senses and erasing the rest of the world as he now exists only with her and their moment under the mistletoe.]