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Sidon watches the rushing water that pours from the Veiled Falls as he waits, his stomach fluttering gently in anticipation. It isn’t every day that his favorite person in the world decides to pay him a visit. And it’s certainly far rarer for said favorite person to request a private meeting like this.
Link is a strange one, for sure. But that’s also part of what makes him so intriguing. He’s brave and witty and devastatingly handsome, yet he has an odd way of communicating sometimes. Beyond the fact that he rarely uses his own voice, he can be secretive and mysterious at times. There’s always a method to his madness, though, and that means that there must be a very good reason that Link had requested to meet him privately at the falls.
The only problem is that he can’t even begin to imagine what he needs to discuss. Hyrule has been relatively quiet as of late as far as Sidon is aware. And typically, if Link needed to meet, he'd have no qualms about marching right into his throne room.
Sounds of clattering armor alert him to Link’s arrival, and Sidon happily turns to greet the Hylian as he draws closer. He looks the same as he always does, though maybe his hair is a bit longer than when he last saw him.
“Link! My most cherished friend, how are you?!” Sidon gushes, closing the distance between them and scooping him into a squeezing hug. He always forgets how warm Link is until he embraces him like this. His skin is hot and soft, exciting Sidon in ways that he’s too embarrassed to admit out loud.
“Hi,” he says, quietly, his face a bright shade of red after Sidon sets him back down. He glances away and swallows audibly, like he’s nervous to be there for some reason. Peculiar as always, Sidon thinks.
“To what do I owe the pleasure? Is everything alright?” Sidon asks him, a smile spreading over his face almost completely involuntarily. There’s just something about the mere sight of Link that leaves him feeling giddy. If they had chosen to meet within the Zora Domain, he might have been a little better about controlling his enthusiasm. Right now, with no one around to bear witness, he’s struggling with temptation to say the least.
Though, if he’s being honest, he’s not quite sure what the extent of that temptation is. He’s always been too afraid to fully entertain those thoughts, for fear that he won’t be able to rid himself of them if he does. For example, if he were to admit to himself that he finds Link absolutely alluring, he’d never be able to let him go.
“I have um, a bit of an odd request,” Link says, keeping his eyes low as he fidgets with one of his many rings.
“You know I’m always willing to lend a helping hand,” Sidon grins. “Is it urgent? Do you require soldiers?”
“Ah, no, it’s…” he trails off for a moment before laughing quietly to himself. “On second thought, I don’t know if I could ask this of you.”
For some reason, those words cause Sidon’s heart to sink in his chest.
“Do not hesitate to ask me for anything, dearest Link,” he assures him. Sidon takes a knee and arches his back a little so that he can be closer to eye-level with the Hylian. “I consider you to be one of my very best friends, and would do anything for you in a heartbeat. You know this.”
Link purses his lips and looks away, his face blooming with an even deeper shade of red. Sidon absolutely needs to know what has Link so flustered. He’s never seen him like this before! It’s a new side of Link, for sure, one that he finds very interesting.
“It’s embarrassing,” Link warns him.
“I’m sure it isn’t.” Sidon smiles.
He lets out a cute, breathy sigh as his eyes dart back to meet Sidon’s. They’re the most beautiful shade of blue that he’s ever seen, and he can’t help the way his heart skips a beat as they bore into him with curiosity.
“It’s a bit personal,” he admits. His fingers fumble along in sign as he rambles. “But…something’s come up, and I’m in dire need of a…well. I need to find a partner for my upcoming heat. It’s a lot to ask, and I don’t want to be too forward, but I would prefer it was someone I trust…Someone like you.”
Sidon stares at him, blinking as he takes in Link’s words. The Hylian groans and looks away again, shaking his head as if to show his regret for his own words.
“Never mind! Forget I said anything!”
“N-no, don’t—It’s just…I don’t know what that means,” Sidon admits. Link raises an eyebrow, giving him an odd look. Should Sidon know what that means? Hmm. “Is that a form of training? I don’t fare too well in the heat, but if you need me by your side, then I would gladly accept the challenge.”
“It’s not… that,” Link swallows. “Heat is…It’s like a mating season.”
A mating season.
Oh.
That’s—
“You have a mating season?” he blurts, mostly out of his own ignorance. He always had assumed that Hylians were similar to regular humans in that sense, where they don’t need a specific season to reproduce.
Wait.
What is Link asking him for? A partner to mate with? Sidon?!
“It doesn’t come around very often, perhaps only once a year, but the healers at the castle are worried about my health this time around. They say that I need to experience a proper heat share, and that if I don’t, it could have dire consequences.”
“And what does this heat share require? What do you need from me?” Of course, if this has anything to do with Link’s health and well-being, Sidon is all for doing anything he can to assist.
“That’s where it gets a little awkward,” he grimaces.
Sidon has a feeling he knows where this conversation is going, but he remains silent so that Link can explain himself.
“So, you really don’t know anything about heats?” Link asks, backtracking for a moment.
“Not a thing.”
Link sighs deeply. “For starters, Hylians present various secondary genders. I’m an omega, which means that I can go into heat. When I’m in heat…I succumb to my primal instincts to be bred. I’m not my usual self, and it would be dangerous if I were to be in the wrong company, if that makes sense.”
Sidon swallows and nods, his heart racing as he slowly starts to piece together what Link wants from him. He’s heard the term omega before, he’s sure. It wasn’t ever something he paid much attention to, given that only Hylians experience such things.
“So you need me to…watch over you?” Sidon asks, calmly. How can he explain that it would be a nearly impossible feat, keeping Link company as he succumbs to his instincts? What would he look like? Ah, Sidon shouldn’t make the mistake of imagining it. At least not now.
“Ah, well,” Link falters, breaking eye contact and going right back to fidgeting.
“Link, I’ll help you, no matter what.” Even if it goes against his better judgment, though he doesn’t say that part out loud.
“I need you to have sex with me.” He signs it so quickly that Sidon barely understands him at first, but when it clicks, he’s done for.
“Yes, absolutely,” he chokes, before thinking better of it. Maybe it comes across as crass and desperate on his part, but damn. How can he be expected to hold himself back when Link is making such a request?! Every dirty thought he’s ever tried to ward off is suddenly rushing back into his mind, all due to Link’s simple invitation.
“Oh, okay,” Link says, like he’s surprised that Sidon is agreeing so enthusiastically. “Wow, I was worried you’d be offended.”
“Offended? How could I?” Sidon laughs.
“Well, it’s a rather bold request, isn’t it?” Link asks. He blinks and turns away for a moment, gazing at the falls as he thinks. “It’s due to start tomorrow at some point, so I need to make preparations.”
“What sort of preparations?” Sidon asks, thankful for the change in subject. For a second there, he was afraid he would have to admit to his dormant sexual desires for Link. This feels a bit transactional, meaning it’s possible that Link has no romantic feelings for him. He does, however, trust Sidon enough to accompany him in such a vulnerable state, and that’s something, isn’t it?
“I could use a medallion to travel back to the castle…Unless you have private quarters here that we could use. It would have to be a space that I could build a nest in, a safe place to spend the entirety of my heat without disruption,” Link explains.
“We could use my private quarters,” Sidon quickly offers, without shame. He doesn’t even have to stop and think about it. This is Link they’re talking about. Link can use whatever he wants!
“O-okay,” Link swallows, and Sidon can tell that his mind is wandering again. His face twitches and contorts in discomfort before he turns to fully face Sidon again. This time, his hands fumble in front of his chest before he starts signing frantically. “Don’t tell anyone why I’m here, though. Will they ask? What will you tell them?”
Sidon doesn’t really understand what causes Link to switch between verbal speech and signing. As their friendship has grown, Link tends to speak with him more and more, but will often revert to signing when he’s uncomfortable or feels the need to maintain an air of professionalism.
“Don’t worry, my friend,” he says warmly. “The Zora are my people, if I tell them to not question it, then they won’t. There is nothing to stress about. Come, let’s head to my quarters now.”
Link swallows and nods, thanking him silently.
“Is this enough?” Sidon asks Link, watching as the Hylian inspects the small pile of pillows and blankets he’s constructed on the floor in the corner of the room. It’s peculiar, and unlike anything he’s seen before, but Link seems very serious about it.
“A-ah, it’s…” he trails off, pushing a blanket to the side, fluffing another pillow for the umpteenth time. Something seems to be bothering him about the set-up. “It’s…I’m not sure. Come here for a minute?”
Sidon approaches the edge of the nest, curious as Link looks up at him. At this angle, he seems so small. Uncharacteristically small. Normally, Link is physically tiny, but his attitude makes him seem larger than he is. But now…now he’s microscopic. Vulnerable.
Link pats the space next to him, inviting Sidon into the nest. Sidon moves and lounges next to him as Link lets go of a sigh of relief. “What is it?”
“It seemed too big. But with you here…it’s better. It’s perfect,” Link sighs. He drops his head in his hands and takes a deep breath. When he raises it again, Sidon can see that his face is bright red again.
“Are you alright?” Sidon asks.
“I think…it’s coming,” Link says, taking another deep breath. “I’m alright, just…please don’t leave me, okay? I wouldn’t be able to handle it.”
“Of course not, I agreed to spend this with you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but…I’m serious. I’ll be desperate. I’ll need you to…to fill me constantly.”
"Is that uncomfortable for you?" Sidon asks, because he's genuinely curious.
"Only if I'm, uh, empty? It becomes almost unbearable," he admits. "Also, I should warn you that I may bite you, or try to."
"Why is that?" There are so many interesting things that Sidon never knew about his friends.
"It's a part of Hylian mating ritual," he mumbles. "It won't have any effect on you, because you aren't Hylian."
For some reason, something clicks in his head when Link says that. Something that he hadn’t previously thought of.
“Link…Will I…fit?” He struggles to get the words out, but it’s a very real concern. Especially now, when he’s curled up so closely to Link, so painfully aware of their difference in size. The last thing he wants to do is hurt Link.
Link pauses, his eyes flickering down to where Sidon’s claspers will emerge once aroused.
“How big is it?” Link whispers. Is his sultry tone intentional, or is Sidon imagining things? This whole situation is definitely new to him, he never imagined he’d be having such a lewd discussion with Link. That being said, it’s absolutely thrilling.
“Would you like to see? Before you…you know,” Sidon breathes, watching Link’s curious eyes flicker once more. His gaze lingers a little longer this time, before meeting Sidon’s eyes again. He nods.
Sidon slowly reaches lower, touching himself and rubbing deeply against his slit. Heat stirs in his groin, partially from the stimulation, and partially from the way Link stares on, his eyes wide with fascination. He gasps as his members begin to emerge, slowly at first, then all at once.
Sidon can’t hold back the crass moan that escapes his throat as he brings himself to full hardness. There’s no turning back then, with himself fully on display for Link to observe. The Hylian reaches out with timid curiosity before lightly dragging his fingers over his length.
“There’s two,” he says, quietly. “I didn’t know.”
“W-well, yes.” Sidon clears his throat. “Is that…alright?”
“Mhmm,” Link says, without hesitation. The ease and confidence with which he answers has Sidon reeling. Suddenly, he’s overwhelmed with the desire to make Link his.
But he’ll behave.
For now.
“Link, that feels…” He sighs and leans back, letting Link stroke him like that. It’s so slight, but it drives him wild. Perhaps all of his experience with wielding a sword has made his grip perfect…Ah, wonderful. Now he’ll never be able to watch Link in combat the same way again.
“S-sidon,” Link gasps suddenly, his tone close to a cry. Sidon opens his eyes again, this time to see Link red and sweating. His eyes are glassy and his lips are trembling. “I’m—It’s starting. I need…Please. Please.”
The sheer amount of desperation in Link’s voice is alarming. He had warned Sidon about this, but his imagination couldn’t have prepared him for how absolutely debauched Link sounds and looks.
“It’s too much, too hot,” Link chokes, pulling frantically at his tunic until he’s pulling it over his head. Sidon can’t do much aside from watch as Link disrobes. The way he does it is so hypnotizing…like he so desperately needs to rid himself of his clothing. Every last piece of it.
Before long, Link is completely naked, his tiny, Hylian cock bright red and swollen. The way Link whines and tugs at it makes it seem painful. Is that it? Is he in pain?
“Link, what do you need? How can I help?” Sidon asks, ashamed at how hard his own dicks are at the sight of a friend clearly in need. He just can’t help it. Link is absolutely mesmerizing like this.
“I need you,” Link grits, rolling onto his hands and knees and presenting himself to Sidon. It leaves him speechless. He never imagined he’d ever see Link in such a position; desperately putting his hole on display like that. His entrance is red and swollen, glistening with some sort of substance.
“ Please,” Link urges.
Cautiously, Sidon reaches out and slides a finger against his hole, watching as Link shudders and gasps at the sensation. He’s so beautiful. Absolutely breathtaking.
“You’re gorgeous, Link,” Sidon tells him, gently massaging that slick ring of muscle. If he's going to do this, he needs to prepare him properly, right? After only a split second of hesitation, Sidon dips lower and drags his tongue between Link's cheeks. That earns a soft gasp, clearly a good sign that Sidon should continue.
He rolls his tongue around his hole, lapping at the sweet-tasting slick that he expresses. He hums against his skin before pushing his tongue past Link's entrance. He's so warm and tight around his tongue that it leaves him mildly concerned about actually penetrating him.
“I need more,” Link begs. “Fuck me. You have to fuck me!”
Is he…crying?
Oh dear.
“Link, I…are you sure?” he asks, sitting up again and adjusting his stance. When he lines himself up with Link, it fills him with dread. He won’t fit. He’ll tear Link's tiny body apart with this massive thing! "Do you need more preparation?"
“No! I'm fine, I promise. You have to—I need you, Sidon,” Link grunts, rocking his hips backwards so that Sidon’s cocks slide between his plush cheeks. He shivers, the gentle glide already enough to make his head spin. Link groans and moves his hips again, this time catching himself one of Sidon’s cockheads and sliding backwards.
“ Oh,” Sidon wavers, pleasure washing over him as Link sheathes himself as far as he’ll go. He stretches around Sidon’s girth so easily, like he was made for taking it. Maybe he was.
“Fuck me,” Link begs again. This time, Sidon has to obey.
He leans over, caging Link’s body beneath his to get better stability. From there, he can move, gently pulling in and out. He makes small, subtle movements. Partially because he’s so overstimulated already, and partially because he’s afraid of breaking his friend into pieces.
“Harder! I need it harder!”
Sidon holds back a whine, because he knows he’s absolutely done for. Link is begging for him in ways he’s only seen in his darkest fantasies. The temptation is too much to resist.
He pulls out until his cockhead is nearly exposed, then snaps his hips and thrusts back in. Link cries out loudly, gasping and shuddering in a way that makes Sidon fear the worst. He freezes.
“ More .”
Well.
Link is the fiercest warrior in all of Hyrule.
His hands completely engulf Link’s waist as he holds onto him, keeping him still as he continues to thrust. He’s so accommodating, yet at the same time, the way Link’s walls squeeze around him is almost too much.
“Oh, Link,” Sidon trembles. “Link, you’re amazing, this feels incredible.”
Link responds to the praise with another lewd moan. He stutters and trembles and it takes Sidon a moment to realize he’s already reached orgasm.
“There you go,” Sidon says gently, reaching around to grasp at his length, milking the rest of it out of him. With that, he almost expects Link to snap out of it. He needed to reach orgasm, right? That’s the goal? “Is that all?”
“N-need you,” Link trembles, his hips shaking still as he thrusts backwards. He’s clearly exhausted, his stamina weakened, but he’s begging for more. Should Sidon continue? “Sidon, please. I need you. Come inside. Fill me up!”
Oh dear.
“Y-yes, of course,” Sidon stammers, continuing on even as Link sobs into the pillows beneath him. He flips them over quickly, so that he can hold Link in his lap at a different angle. Link moans, leaning back against Sidon’s torso as he spreads his legs apart. This way, Sidon’s unoccupied member juts upward against Link’s own spent cock.
Sidon places a hand on Link’s lower stomach as he pushes further into him, shuddering when he feels himself beneath Link’s skin. Gasping, he takes his hand away and looks down, melting at the clear bulge in Link’s stomach.
“Link…” Sidon breathes.
“Feels…so good,” Link assures him, his eyelids heavy with lust. Sidon places his hand over the bulge once more, feeling himself as he moves inside.
“You’re amazing, Link. You take me so well,” he purrs. “So strong, so beautiful.”
Link moans under Sidon’s praises, reaching for his exposed member and stroking. He needs both hands to be able to fully encompass his girth, and there’s something about Link’s small hands working so vigorously that brings Sidon to the edge.
“Oh, Link, that’s—I’m going to—” he sputters and grunts as he sees white, orgasm hitting him harder than it ever has before. Semen spurts from the tip that Link holds just as he releases inside of him.
They both lay still for what feels like a long time.
Sidon can’t believe what they’ve done. He’s both fucked Link and filled him with his seed. It’s as alarming as it is satisfying.
“That was amazing,” Link finally says after a while, his voice hoarse, but much more stable than before. Sidon carefully helps him to rise from his cock, his legs visibly shaking before he collapses into the softness next to him. His thighs glisten with slick and semen, but he doesn’t seem to be bothered by it in the slightest.
“It was,” Sidon says. “How are you feeling?”
Link blinks, his lids fluttering slowly from exhaustion before he shrugs. “Good. Very good.”
“Shall I get something to clean?”
“No, don’t bother,” Link sighs. “I’ll be ready to go again in a minute.”
“Are you sure? That was quite a lot, wasn’t it?” Sidon asks, concerned, heart rate rising quickly in his chest. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I wouldn’t, I promise,” Link says, calmly. “I told you, I need this. I need it hard and rough.”
“That wasn’t too rough already?”
Color rises in Link’s cheeks. He shakes his head no before burying his face into a pillow to shield himself. Adorable.
“What else can I do?” Sidon asks. Link keeps his face concealed as he fumbles to free his hands.
“Use both?”
“Both?” he asks, just as it clicks in his head. Link wants to…but how?
“Yes, I can take it. I want both.”
Sidon lays on his back and stares up at the ceiling, contemplating what he wants to do. On one hand, he’d love to fill Link to the brim, stuff him with both claspers until he’s crying…
Before he can really think it through too deeply, Link is crawling over and straddling his waist, his cock hard and desperate all over again. That debauched look is back in his eyes; this must be what he meant about being ready to go again. He’s back to that state of mind where he needs to be bred, to have those biological needs met.
Who is Sidon to deny him his needs?
He watches in awe as Link rolls back, shamelessly holding both of Sidon’s members together and angling himself above them. Is he really going to? There’s no way he’ll fit…
“I need you,” Link chokes, both tips prodding at his throbbing entrance. Sidon is rendered speechless, nervous, but unable to put into words what he’s truly feeling. The squeeze is impossibly tight at first as Link slowly sinks down, taking him in bit by bit.
It seems unreal. The way Link opens up for him is incredible, his insides spreading and accommodating him as if they’ve been waiting. He moves until he can’t anymore, and then looks upwards at Sidon with lust-filled eyes and parted lips.
Sidon snaps in an instant.
He’d tried so hard to be gentle, to be reasonable, but he no longer has the strength.
In a flurry, he flips Link onto his back and pushes into him as deep as he’ll go, earning a strangled cry from Link below. He doesn’t stop, though. Instead, he pistons himself in and out, fucking Link’s hole like his life depends on it. He's so impossibly tight and hot around him that Sidon can barely tolerate it.
Link tries to wrap his arms around Sidon’s neck but fails to reach. Instead, in his flurry, he grips his shoulders as tight as he can and buries his head against Sidon’s chest.
"Link— Oh!" he lets out a sharp gasp as Link's teeth sink in against his skin. The sensation set all of his nerve endings ablaze and only encourages him to drive into Link harder and harder.
Moans fill the air as Link's hips shake and cum spills from his tip, mixing with the mess from their previous session. Sidon continues on, pushing in and out repeatedly. The friction is white-hot over his length, and it doesn’t take long before he’s ready to spill again.
This time, he doesn’t even think twice, doesn’t even warn Link before he’s painting his insides. It fills him completely, semen from both members taking up every inch to the point where it nearly forces Sidon out.
He pauses to catch his breath, staring fondly at Link’s body beneath him. “You’re so perfect, Link.”
“Y-you are, as well,” Link stammers in response, normal color returning to his cheeks once more. Sidon reaches down and pushes against the bulge in Link’s stomach, earning a sharp hiss.
“Are you hurt?” Sidon asks, his wits slowly returning to him.
“No,” Link replies, shaking his head. “Just…full.”
Sidon nods and slowly removes himself, marveling at the fluids that spill out with him, and the way his hole flutters around nothing. Link closes his legs and moans before turning onto his side.
“Thank you, Sidon,” he says quietly.
At first, it seems like he’s growing tired, and Sidon mistakenly thinks that maybe he’ll nap.
However, he soon learns that an omega Hylian’s stamina for sex is unparalleled. They continue like that for the next few days, and each time the break between sessions grows longer and longer, gradually until Link is completely out of his heat.
By the end, Sidon feels like he could sleep for a week. He can’t bring himself to leave Link’s nest, even as the Hylian leaves, pulling on his tunic for the first time in days. Sidon is admittedly a bit disappointed that he’s covering all the marks that he left behind, but he doesn’t say that out loud.
“Um, I can repay you,” Link says, awkwardly.
“Hmm? For what?”
Link gives him a startled look, and suddenly the pieces fit together. It’s a painful reminder that Sidon was simply lending a hand to a friend in need. This isn’t something normal between them, nor are they a couple. It’s truly heart-wrenching.
“For helping me,” Link swallows. “I took up a lot of your time and energy, and I’m now indebted to you. Y-you didn’t have to.”
“But I wanted to,” Sidon tells him. He should be honest, right? After all of the intimacy they’ve shared over the past few days, it shouldn’t be as difficult as it is. “I would have agreed even if it wasn’t for your heat cycle.”
Link opens his mouth and then quickly closes it again, like he doesn’t know what to say.
“What does that mean?” He signs, his hands shaking. Odd.
“It means that I’ve always been interested in you, Link. I should have admitted that before. So, I don’t need to be repaid. I was happy to do it,” Sidon says, his heart heavy in his chest as he explains himself. Hopefully this doesn’t muddle their friendship going forward.
“Then I should also admit…” Link starts to say, his hands freezing mid-thought. He looks up at Sidon with a wide-eyed determination that melts his insides. “I was selfish. I asked you to heatshare because I found you attractive. I didn’t actually need a partner that desperately.”
He yelps and hides his face in his hands after letting the admission slip.
“Link, my goodness,” Sidon laughs. He pulls Link back into the nest with him, cradling him gently against his chest. “You should have said so.”
“How could I have?” Link groans. “It’s embarrassing.”
“Nonsense,” Sidon assures him. “I would never pass judgment. Not on you, Link. Please know that I mean it when I say I absolutely adore you. I really would do anything you ask of me.”
Link shudders, then pushes against his chest so that their eyes can meet. His expression is nearly unreadable for a moment, and Sidon’s heart nearly stops.
“Anything?”
“Anything.”
Link swallows before leaning in again, this time pressing their lips together in a firm kiss. His lips are so warm, and that warmth radiates throughout Sidon’s chest. The feeling makes his heart soar with happiness.
“Then let’s do this again soon,” Link suggests when he breaks from the kiss.
“Absolutely, my love,” Sidon tells him warmly. He chuckles at the way Link blushes, easily flustered by Sidon’s endearment. It only encourages him. “My beautiful, perfect, Link.”
“O-okay,” he says, smiling up at him.
Sidon was correct in assuming that their friendship would never be the same after sleeping with each other. But he was incorrect in worrying that would be a bad thing.
Turns out, it changes their friendship in the best way possible. Now, Link can be so much more than a friend. He can be his best friend, his lover, his heat-share partner…so many other names to call the most cherished person in his life.