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Prompt #1355: "If you want me," the hero panted, "come and get me." The villain paused, languidly sweeping a hand up and under their chin. "Want you in which way, darling? Don't get me wrong, both involve ropes, but it's an important distinction to make before we proceed."
Ganondorf had Link on his knees in his dungeon, where their battle had taken place. Although he was battered and bruised, Master Sword on the ground several feet away from him, and all out of arrows(but his bow broken anyway), he didn't want to step down, nor to admit that from this angle, his enemy looked oh so desirable.
"If you want me," Link panted, "come and get me." Ganondorf paused, languidly sweeping a hand up and under his chin.
"Want you in which way, darling? Don't get me wrong, both involve ropes, but it's an important distinction to make before we proceed." Damn, that voice, it never failed to drive him mad, the way his enemy's deeper, slightly gravelly voice rolled over him and made him feel. He couldn't deny it, he wanted him, and he didn't care if his body openly showed it, right here and now.
"Which way do you think?" He purred, reaching out and grabbing Ganondorf by his wrist, catching him off his guard and pulling him forward onto him, grinding up into the older man, making him moan in pleasure.
"Damn, you're such a little slut, aren't you?" Ganondorf growled, and Link just smiled before shooting out and grabbing him by the throat and the back of his head, pulling him into a kiss, hot and wet. It would leave a bruise behind, perfectly in the shape of his hand, but he couldn't imagine anything hotter. Everyone would know the the great Demon King had an owner, someone he belonged to, and it was him. Ganondorf would finally be all his.
As he pulled him by his hair and relished the sounds that came out of him, slightly tightening his grip on his throat as he forced his tongue into his open mouth and shoved it down his throat, not caring that it likely made it hard for the other to breathe, before finally pulling away, leaving the other gasping for breath. "So, what was it you said about ropes?" He asked.
Ganondorf pulled out of his grasp and made his way towards one of the walls, where ropes and chains and handcuffs of all sorts and sizes hung from various hooks. After selecting a few long black ropes from the wall, he made his way back towards Link, imbuing them with Malice before releasing them, allowing them to fly towards him and wrap around his body, pulling him up and tying themselves in a way that forced his back against the wall and his hands to come together, tied at the wrists and pinned above his head.
He gasped as he slammed into the cold stone brick, but didn't even flinch when Ganondorf's hands slammed into the wall on either side of his face. The ropes adjusted themselves so they were roughly at the level to make it more comfortable for them both, and Ganondorf slammed their lips together in another kiss, tongues moving through each other's mouths like an intricate dance.
"Those ropes tight enough?" He mumbled through the kiss, and Link pulled away and moved his lips to Ganondorf's neck, kissing and sucking at the sensitive skin there where it began to transition from his jaw to his throat.
"Mm, they're perfect." He moaned, and he felt Ganondorf's hands moving to remove his clothes, using his magic to aid him. Cold air hit his skin and he closed his eyes, allowing Ganondorf to do with his body as he pleased. There was the sound of him removing the cap from something, and then the sound of what he was pretty sure was lube exiting it's container.
A finger pressed against his hole and he gasped, eyes shooting wide open and muscles tensing, before relaxing again, and letting his eyes close as Ganondorf fingered him open.
"Fuck, Link," Ganondorf purred in his ear. "You're so tense. Try and relax, will you?" Waves of magic seemed to wash over him, and he felt his heartbeat slow down, his body more easily allowing penetration.
"Fuck, that feels good." He groaned. The fingers inside of him(when did he put more in him?) pumped faster, slamming into his prostate, massaging his walls, and he moaned, allowing Ganondorf pull him into another kiss. Then, right as he felt he was about to cum, he stopped, and removed his fingers. Link whimpered at the loss of pressure, and opened his eyes, but all thoughts left his head when he saw Ganondorf's cock. He had it in one hand, stroking it and covering it with lube, getting ready to fuck him with it.
Link estimated that it was about 10 or 11 inches, and it was almost to thick too hold in just one of his hands. He was drooling over it most likely, but he barely noticed, all he needed was that thing inside of him. He was so lost in thought, or perhaps the lack of it, that he didn't even noticed that Ganondorf was putting it in him until it slammed into his prostate, making him see stars.
Ganondorf wasn't gentle, and he didn't want him to be, loving how it all just quickly became too much for him to handle. His mind went fuzzy, and not a single thought crossed his mind except his need for Ganondorf to fuck him, harder, faster.
It was over as soon as it had begun, his vision turning white as he orgasmed, and for a time, everything went still as they both recollected themselves. Link knew deep down inside of him as he came back to himself that what they had done was oh so wrong, but to him, they way it made him feel made it so right.