Link Kissing Zelda Novels & Stories

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

His gaze sought mine and seemed to say, Just like you. I leaned in to kiss him, and his mouth met mine eagerly. As my fingers cupped his face, he smoothed his fingers back up my leg, over my knee and along my thigh until he reached the top clasp and zipper of my jeans, which he began to unfasten. I tightened, suddenly apprehensive, not sure if I was ready to progress quite this fast or quite this far tonight. Ezra paused, tuned in to my every muscle movement. “Have we reached our stopping point for the evening?” he asked, his gaze seeking.

She tiptoed, her hands hooked around his neck, and lightly pecked his lips. This time, it was Zuko's turn to widen his eyes. Lina chuckled. "Didn't you say one shouldn't open the eyes when kissing?" "B-But you..." 'Woman, you asked for this!' Zuko smirked, experiencing this feeling for the first time, and eagerly embraced her. "Hey, Lina, you're like this cotton candy." "What?" His hands wandered. "You're soft and tender everywhere..." "Zeke! Stop it!" He looked at her seriously. "Lina, I'll treat you right."

That felt safe. Zelda clung to me, her hands warm as they slipped beneath my cloak, curling into my shirt. “It’s hot…” she murmured against my chest. “So hot…” “I know,” I said gently, sitting down with her in my lap beside the water. “It’s going to pass.” But her hands didn’t stop. Even as her breath grew heavier, even as her eyes fluttered open and shut in dazed confusion, her fingers slid beneath my shirt, tracing the contours of my chest as if they were seeking something—comfort, anchor, or maybe something deeper.

"My door's locked, so I'm not worried. And if you get the sudden urge to poke around in Gia's room, more power to you. She's a slob. There's probably some hazardous waste in there, not to mention a lot of shit to trip over." I laughed. "Yeah, Quinn's mentioned that Gia is a little cleaning-impaired." "That sounds like how Quinn would put it." Zelda paused again, as though she was debating something, and then in a move too smooth to be accidental, she dropped her keys. "Oops. Guess I need these." Bending at the waist, she leaned to scoop them up, and as she did, the tank she wore gaped at the neck, giving me an eyeful of her rack.

it wasn't as prominent as it was before, but it was there. "Then do you still want to do this? Are you ready?" Celeste nodded again, loosening her grip on the sheet to wrap her arms around him. "I am." Slowly, Zillon slid his fingers out, eyes fixated on her as he tugged the real beast out of his underwear. "Alright then." He situated it at the mouth of what he knew would be heaven, then leaned down, taking her lips between his in a kiss. Celeste was a bit surprised by his action, her lips stiff as his moved diligently against her. She wasn't sure what to do, how to do it, she was just lost until he pulled back, giving her an annoyed look. "Kiss back, Celeste."

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.

The blood moon pack finally had its queen. I stepped into the shower, letting the water run over my shoulders, trying to give us both a second to decompress. I was fully naked, just letting the steam clear my head, when suddenly... BAM! The bathroom door burst open. I blinked, totally startled, as Zelda practically marched right in. Her cheeks were completely flushed a deep rosy pink, and her eyes looked glassy and wild. Before I could even grab a towel or say a word, she walked straight into the glass shower stall and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly.

At first the dragon was creeping and then it began charging. “OK, Aki. Whatever you’re planning,” Temujin muttered nervously to himself, “you better do it now.” Nimble as a gazelle, Aki was running right behind the dragon and its twisting body. Then she was leaping from curl to curl, climbing efficiently up its length. Every time she landed on the slippery cerulean scales, her body flickered; distorted and spectral. Unbeknownst to her, she was partially activating the Kosoku Zanzo Jutsu, the Rapid Image Technique.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.