Commission 166 - Link | The Legend of Zelda (Patreon)

The Master Sword rests across my lap while I sit cross-legged in the grass of Hyrule Field, green tunic riding high on my thighs. You always look at the Hero of Courage like I’m only steel and duty… but right now the soft fabric is stretched tight over something thick and flushed that keeps twitching every time the wind brushes my bare legs.I could stay silent forever the way the legends say I should. Or I could lift the hem just enough for you to see how hard your pretty femboy champion already is, voice quiet and sweet as I ask whether you want to keep staring at the sacred blade… or wrap your hand around the one that’s been aching for you since we left the last stable.