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Commissioned anonymously; the continuation of "Heart of Mania."

Hearts Linked Together in Mania

How much time had passed since the sorceresses had begun to smother him in the most devious and perverted ways possible? Link couldn't tell. It might as well have been years; in his addled mind he was still the protector, the Hero, as every fibre of his being struggled to maintain a sense of sanity and morality, but his athletically built body was defenceless against the temptations of the flesh.

Cia's plump lips were just as soft as they had looked as they pressed searing kisses against his. The Black Witch had wasted no time since Link's capture to shed her garb and invade his personal space with her tanned body, pressing up against him and caressing every expanse of skin on his person. She kissed him passionately with a hint of playful hunger as she nipped at his lower lip, switching it up on occasion to kiss a trail down the column of his throat and nuzzling his collarbone.

Her fingers drew small circles across his chest before pricking the surface with a pleasant sting. He gasped a hot puff of air before Cia claimed his lips once more and smothered him with her body-heat.

Pleasure resonated from the apex between his legs; an agonizingly slow burn with sweet friction as suction – clumsy yet trying – stimulated his throbbing cock from below. He bucked and writhed against his bonds, unable to speed up the process or add to the euphoria that was so close yet far away.

Bobbing her head eagerly, but nowhere near skilfully, Lana the White Sorceress had given in to her own desires she and Cia shared – two halves of the same person – and lost herself in the haze of pleasure, breathing in the Hero's musky scent and tasted the fruit of his loins.

Cia pulled back, gaze shifting over to her other half, and chuckled. "I'm surprised you went straight for his manhood, my dear. I never would've pegged you to be so uncharacteristically bold. Even I want to at least start things off slow and tender."

The strong blush that settled over Lana's cheeks didn't go unnoticed, but she didn't reply. Her eyes screwed shut as she doubled down on her oral ministrations. Lana was clumsily focusing on her head and tongue to appeal to the Hero's shaft, but Cia knew that wasn't good enough. She let her continue, amused that her "better half" was steadily falling deeper into base desires, knowing that in time she would be just like her.

And Link was not fairing any better.

"Oh, my Hero…" she purred and caressed his cheek. Her nails scratched his skin and he flinched. "Why fight temptation? Why must you resist us so? All we ever wanted is you. Nothing else. Conquest of the land was never our aim; it's always been your heart." She glanced down with a sultry laugh. "…And your fine endowment. Isn't that right, dear Lana?"

Lana made an unspecified sound, but didn't cease her actions. Cia chuckled and picked up her stringy underwear, damp with her excitement still, and ran it barely an inch away from the blond's face, right underneath his nose before tossing it away again as Link stiffened all over. The heavy scent was musky and potent.

She pressed her bare form against the blonde and possessively draped her arms around him. She pressed her full lips against his temple and trailed over to Link's ears, licking the crimson shell from bottom to tip as she crossed a long, tanned leg over his lap. She could feel his heart thundering against the ribcage and like the water surface rippling throughout his warm, toned body.

Whether or not it was planned, the pleasure Link was given was not enough to push him over the edge; it tethered on the line, teasing him – taunting him.

His mind was a haze and his lips bruised from the lengthy amount of time Cia has kissed and nipped at them. Red rivets marred his chest from her sharp nails as she ran them down his body with just enough pressure whilst she softly pecked his jawline and downwards until she nuzzled the hollow of his throat. The amalgamation of feather-light kisses and the sharp sting of nails had Link's body react in a way he couldn't fathom as to why, but the pleasure-pain did its job of further ridding him of clear and rational thoughts.

The lighting in the room consisted only of the filtered moonlight and a single fireplace. Glimpses of clear thinking allowed him to acknowledge the twin sorceresses naked bodies seconds at a time as he threw his head back in equal frustration and bliss. Their shadows, cast upon the wall, danced and flickered to the hearth's flames. The Hero's head was spinning and was getting heady from the assault on his senses. His skin was fever hot and his cock was turgid with the edging the White Sorceress was unknowingly (?) giving him with her moist mouth, driving the Hero into a borderline feral desperation for release. His thoughts of saving Hyrule had almost been completely wiped form his mind as it looped with lust-fuelled insanity. He needed it – he needed the wet heat to engulf his dick, smother it with sweet friction, and drive himself over the edge into the earth-shattering pleasure.

It felt like hours passed. Link had no way to tell time and it made this worse.

He grew desperate.

Right or wrong became a grey blur. Morality had eroded almost completely away.

Frustration clouded his better judgement and, giving in, he throatily uttered, "Please…Untie me…"

The words tore through his throat like razors.

Cia's eyes lit up and her lips curled up. "Are you finally coming around, my love? Do you finally embrace our love for you?"

He struggled against his bonds. "I want…your word…" he panted. "That Hyrule will be safe and at peace…! I want proof that everyone are saved…then it's fine…"

Cia clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and met Lana's pleading gaze. "Of course, my dear; that's what I assured you in the first place, didn't I? Hyrule will return to normal. Your friends will spared, even that slip of girl princess." She caressed his chest lovingly. "But this does, of course, mean that you give us your heart and body…that you surrender to us."

"I do! Just please untie me. I can't take this anymore!"

"In a moment, dear." The Black Sorceress turned to her other half. "Shall we?"

"Yes!" Lana bounced up on her feet and clasped her other half's hands.

A gentle, resonating hum filled the air. Their hands began to glow a golden light that burned away the shadows and wrapped everything in its luminescence.

Link barely managed to open his eyes to see what was happening. The piercing light gradually eased on his eyes and he saw a vision of Hyrule itself returning to normal; the timelines were restoring themselves and no longer colliding into this world.

The ripples of the time-ways closed off with an earth-shattering rumble and a brilliant flash of light and revealed Hyrule in its golden, peaceful splendour before the vision faded away and Link was back in the dark room.

Cia turned to him. "We have restored the Balance, my love. The Triforce is where it belongs and your friends will be safe."

"S-So there's no need to worry," Lana added. Her gaze drifted away from him, all over the room, before settling on him again. Her face was flushed red. "You don't have to think about them anymore."

That was all he needed to hear. Having witnessed Hyrule returning to normal, Link just wanted to be freed from the ropes; he realized that he no longer cared if this was right or wrong or whether or not his mind had been influenced. His desire was at its peak.

"Please…" he raspingly begged. "I can't…"

"Of course," Cia replied and moved to untie him—

"Just one more thing…"

"Hm?"

Link shot her a deadpan look. "If I'm to stay, then please get rid of the statues and paintings of me and…uh…my incarnations. It's unnerving and I'm honestly uncomfortable."

The Black Sorceress immediately pouted and crossed her arms with a huff. "Hmph! Fine. I suppose now that I have the real thing I don't need to surround myself with your likeness. Consider it done," she said and smirked. "Afterwards."

She snapped her fingers and tendrils of black fire erupted around the ropes around Link's wrists and singed the fibre to ashes within the blink of an eye.

"There, my love. Doesn't it feel good—"

The Hero sprung up to his feet and crossed the short distance between them in a single, pulse-pounding dash and hefted the Black Sorceress up.

Cia gasped, eyes wide and lips curling upwards into a smirk. "Oh my!"

She wrapped her legs around him. He was holding her up by her derriere with a firm grip, calloused fingers against soft, bronze skin, with his erect cock prodding against her pretty pink sex.

With hunger in his eyes and morality still abrading Link pulled the Black Sorceress downwards and sheathed into tight, velvety heat with a groan of relief. Cia looped her arms around his neck end cried out and ecstatic moan of joy.

"Oh Link! LINK!"

He bent his legs properly and pumped his hips into Cia who bounced over his shaft effortlessly like a ragdoll with a cry on her lips. She held on as tightly as she could, but Link's strength made it near impossible; as expected of a man who could wield a ball-and-chain with little to no effort. He pummelled her feminine channel from below, balls slapping against her buttocks, at a ravaging tempo born from Cia's and Lana's teasing affections.

The Black Sorceress didn't even register that her hymen – her seal of purity – had been taken so effortlessly and violently, her brain's pleasure-centre wracked by Link's thrusts and body feeling like it was about to combust into flames at any given moment. Her mind looped the realization that this was not a dream or a lucid fantasy that she was acting out in the dead of night; nothing could feel better than the reality of engaging in raw, carnal sex with the man you've yearned for the longest time.

The room reverberated with Link's grunting and Cia's litany of moans and the occasional squeak when he hit the right spot. Skin rapidly slapped against skin.

He was engulfed in the intoxicating haze as his morals drained away from his mind. Hyrule was safe and so were his friends. That was all Link needed to know as the pleasure of the body washed away his sense of right and wrong.

And by the Goddesses, Cia felt good; tight, warm, wet, and clamping down on his cock. She smelled nice as he nuzzled between her collarbone and the valley between her breasts, and the scent mingled with sweat. She was so soft against his battle-hardened body, almost melting into him with her warmth. Her fingernails dug into his back, but the pain only enticed him further as he sheathed his full length inside with each thrust.

Cia was trembling in the blond's embrace, the lesser orgasms that had struck her gradually making her more sensitive combined with her anticipation taking its toll. Ecstasy zipped from neuron to neuron with each pounding she took, making her fingers and toes twitch and curl sporadically.

"Liiink! Link! Oh Link, harder!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. "Give it to me, Hero! All your lust! All of your pent up frustrations and energy, pour it all into me!"

Their eyes met, burning with wanton, and their lips sealed together in a passionate kiss. She buried a hand in golden locks and pulled the Hero in, their tongues coiling in a tango for dominance as they let themselves get lost in the wild dance.

Her heart was beating a mile a minute. Cia revelled in the feel and taste of Link's lips against her own; he was a novice, but obviously knew the gist of it and that was adorable. He slowly reciprocated better and more eagerly by the minute and the contact spread a comfortable heat across her face. Her perky nipples poked against his athletic chest and the brushing contact left her panting in-between their kisses.

Lana was a sopping, trembling mess as she watched from the side-lines of the Black Sorceress' spacious bed. Her heart wouldn't stop its frantic pounding beneath her breast as she ogled the Hero and her other half fornicating just out of arm's reach and making out like possessed!

Her toes curled from the frantic petting of her sex as she added a third finger into the mix; the digits were sheathed up to the second knuckle by now, pausing only to play with a swollen little bundle of nerves that sent sparks throughout her body. Lana's bottom-lip was slightly bruised from the chewing it from stifling her shaky voice from bursts of pleasure that wore her down bit by bit, and her body was getting sweaty from the stimulation. She had thought herself as pure, the "better half" of the two, but she was at her core still the half of a person – a person, a woman, who was infatuated with the Legendary Hero and wished for nothing more than his attention, love, and his unbridled lust. Cia's fantasies were Lana's fantasies. Cia's desires were her desires.

They wanted him. She wanted him. Badly.

Lana curled her fingers and a long, stifled mewl barely came out loud enough to warrant notice as she hit the right spot and clenched her thighs tightly around her hand. Link was kissing a trail down the Black Sorceresses' throat as he kept rut into her, eventually snuggling between her ample mocha breasts and Lana shuddered with anticipation while she watched.

As best as he could while fucking Cia he brushed his lips against a perky, dusky nipple and the bronze beauty let out a sharp sound of approval, encouraging the young Hero to go further; his tongue swirled around it before he suckled it into his mouth at every opportunity whilst she rode him like a bucking bronco from the ranch.

"Bite, Link," Cia panted. "I don't mind."

She immediately let out a shrill moan that melted into a saccharine, husky chuckle as she cradled Link's head into her bosom. She was bucking and bouncing and writhing against him, giving Lana a show she was enjoying as she marked the bedsheets with her arousal. Her pussy tightened around her fingers as she curled them for sweet amplification. Link was so rough with Cia and to see the gentle soul behave as such was equal parts scary as it was thrilling.

`What it must feel like to be taken so roughly…I can't wait.´

Link pulled back with a sharp exhale. His body went taut and pressed up against Cia's mocha frame as he moved his hips with a quickened pace, pleasure tingling at the tip of his cock and down its length. He was near the peak of his pleasure. He doubled down on his efforts and thrusted faster and harder into Cia, muscles tensing and heat exhuming from their bodies.

The Black Sorceress' voice came out as a hoarse cry. She was gasping for breath and trembling in Link's embrace as she rode him to orgasm with a lengthy, shrill moan. Muscles clenched and her eyes rolled back until she saw stars, her body burning from intense pleasure.

A hot torrent filled her up inside and she shivered and mewled as Link orgasmed with long, milky ropes in copious amounts. His cock was throbbing violently inside of her with each pump, but as it slowed down so did he with his thrusts and eased them both back into the afterglow from their heights as the heat seemingly drained from them.

He carried Cia to bed and laid her down. He kissed her lips. She let out a soft whine when he withdrew and straightened, his gaze drifting over to the White Sorceress.

Lana was still fingering herself and shyly eyed him back with a smile, her heart hammering in her chest. She cast a quick glance downwards and his cock had yet to go soft; it stood there at attention, slick with Cia's juices and droplets of cum, and a peek back up was met with azure eyes gazing intensively back at her.

"Oh my…" Lana whispered and reluctantly pulled her fingers out. She maintained eye-contact with the Hero until she had crawled around on all fours and wiggled her butt invitingly at the blonde. She was ready to be mounted and ridden like she was Link's personal horse and she glanced over her shoulder back at him.

"Come on, Link…You need to mete out justice." She was beginning to drool in anticipation. Her body felt like it was about to combust and her sex was dripping and twitching. Her backside jiggled enticingly. "I assisted Cia in her plan…I'm such a bad girl."

His pupils dilated. In a single leap he was right behind the azure-haired woman and thrusted his hard shaft inside velvety depths down to the base.

Lana threw her head back with a cry. Link was bigger than he seemed; while he obviously reached longer than her own fingers, the spots he hit in that one thrusts almost made her bones melt into pliant goo. Pleasure was already pooling between her loins and spreading electrical jolts up her spine as soon as Link began to move, starting off slow and tender as he built up strength and tempo by the minute.

"Oh fu—!" Her arms were already shaking. Her pussy was on fire and clenched around Link's pummelling cock, the sweet friction and the sensation of being filled and stretching her inner walls wrecking Lana's pleasure-receptors. The bed was rocking with his thrusts and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed across the spacious chamber and was drowned out only by Lana's increasingly high-pitched string of moans and stifled profanities.

"Link! Link!" She panted out, overwhelmed. "LINK! Oh Goddesses! Harder! Punish me!"

He thrusted faster like he was like a beast in mating season. He hunched over and grabbed the White Sorceress by her shoulders as he pounded away with reckless vigour, grunting and panting out loud.

In their throes of lust Link bunched up long tresses of azure hair and yanked Lana upwards by her ponytail and she straightened until her back rested against his chest. Her startling yelp was silenced as their lips crashed hungrily, tongues dancing, and she reached around to cup his cheek and moving hip.

"Link…!" She moaned in-between the kisses. "Punish me more…show me the error of my wa-Ah!-ays!"

She could feel his taut body against her. The contact hade her break out in shivers and she pushed back up against him some more whilst the Hero was feeling her up; hands worn from combat and training, used to wielding swords and shields and the reins of a horse were now kneading malleable mounds of flesh or exploring nooks and crannies across her abdomen. His calloused fingers flicked and pinched and twisted and tugged on rosy buds, each stimulating ministration leaving the White Sorceress a panting, flustered mess as her face scrunched up, twisted in teasing pleasure. The occasional straying hand found a swollen little bundle of nerves to brush up against and left Lana moaning into Link's mouth from the spark the touch ignited. She was quivering, melting in his hands, but Link was lost in the embrace and heat of her feminine channel; a slave to carnal desire and subjugated to her sex – her body, her scent.

His masculine, warrior-built frame was scorching hot. Lana could feel his heart beating wildly against her back and she felt a small sense of pride from being the source of his adrenaline.

She reached up and undid her ponytail, allowing it to cascade like water. Their bodies were breaking out in sweat as time ticked on and touches became slippery. Their scents and the sweat were mingling and fuelled their desires as Link rutted with strength that eventually had Lana fall back over.

Like dogs they kept copulating. Lana was a drooling mess and her arms just scarcely allowed her to push herself up.

Pleasure-pain blossomed over her left butt-cheek and a startled, high-pitched moan tore out of her mouth and she glanced back, starry-eyed, puzzled, and giddy.

Link was raising his hand and swiftly brought it down. The impact of his open palm left a reddened mark and pleasure-pain spiked even higher when it did as Lana cried out louder.

"YES! Punish me more! Harder!"

He spanked her again across her other cheek and the ripple of ecstasy that resulted was toe-curl inducing.

"Oh my, look at you two~"

Lana whipped her head to her left and met Cia's amused smile. The Black Sorceress was rested her head against the palm of her hand whilst she touched herself to the two of them fucking like rabbits. "I knew you had it in you; we're one and the same after all." She shivered and clenched her thighs with a soft hum. "Mhm…"

Lana would've replied – would've argued that she was more than a slave for base desire – but the pleasure had her in its grip and another sharp slap against her rear made her cry out instead and all sense of reasoning was expulsed.

"You know, dear…Mmh!…Watching you right now really—Ah! Stimulates my imagination…"

Cia kept fingering herself to the show before her as she watched her `good half´ being taken from behind. Her pussy quivered from her ministrations, sensitive from the pounding she took not too long ago.

Another swift slap against her backside had Lana sing a litany of moans the closer she was pushed to the edge of bliss. Her backside was stinging sweetly and flushed scarlet across pale skin which jiggled from Link's rapid thrusting.

She could feel him inside of her throbbing and swelling; he was close. So was she.

The heat and Link's thrusts was pushing her closer to ecstasy, helped only by his thorough spanking of her ass. His shaft was straining against her tightly clenched inner muscles and the build-up was about ready to come undone at a swift pace.

She screamed his name to the Heavens.

Lana's muscles sporadically tightened and relaxed. Her mind went black. A tingle ran up her spine as her body blossomed with a high that washed over Lana like a wave against the rocky shores only to ebb like the tides and then flow back over her whilst Link took her roughly and fast until his hands moved down to her hips, gripped possessively, and ejaculated in six last thrusts. Frothy, thick, and hot cum filled up the White Sorceress who saw a multi-coloured haze at her peak of pleasure before their heights faded.

Link was the first to fall into bed and turned over to his back, catching his breath. Lana followed suite shortly after, chest heaving and limbs akimbo. Everything was silent save for their panting breaths.

"That was…Oh Goddess…"

"Mm…"

Lana giggled. "I can't believe this happened. We and the Hero…Together…"

The bed creaked as weight shifted around, which was the only warning Lana got before Cia quickly crawled over and pinned the azure-haired girl down.

Lana gasped, startled. "C-Cia?!"

"I don't think we can call it a night just yet, don't you agree, Lana?" The Black Sorceress angled her body and pressed herself against her other half's with a smirk and shuddered, her eyelids fluttering. "I think I need some proper punishment as well, but I won't be greedy and hog all the fun."

Lana's eyes widened and pupils dilated. Odd as it was – or should be – having her other half and by extension original body against her own, naked and warm with erect nipples brushing against her own, was alarmingly exhilarating.

Link shot back up, his azure eyes fixated on the pair. At first he was mesmerized by how identical the two were, hair and complexion aside: curvy, voluptuous, and flawless.

His gaze was quickly drawn to their pretty pink sexes and the cum that was still oozing out of them both, twitching with renewed lust. Cia was wiggling her derriere and Lana was bucking at him, milky cum dripping from the Black Sorceress' pussy down over the White's before staining the bed-sheet.

Blood pumped straight down between his legs. His heart skipped a beat. Arousal came roaring back at full speed as he moved behind them instantly, cock pulsating with want. His hands cupped the full curves of Cia's ass and the Black Sorceress peered back gleefully.

"Is the Hero going to punish me for my wickedness?" She asked slyly.

Link merely grinned back at her and pushed his shaft back inside her snatch with a sigh as Cia let out a shuddering moan.

It didn't take him long to work up that swift, rough tempo again; his hands roamed over her hips and held onto her soft mocha skin, fucking her with the same vigour he had possessed the first time around, desperate to mete out pleasure.

"Ohh Liiiink!" Cia buried her head in the crook of Lana's shoulder. "Oh fuck! Fuck! Teach me a lesson, mighty Hero! Ah! Ahh! Sh-Show me the error of my ways!" Her body rocked with Link's thrusts, pressed against her other half's and the friction from the sweat and the brushing of their nipples left the pair a toe-curling, finger-twitching pile of limbs. "Oh Goddesses!"

She nearly shrieked when Link administered the same treatment upon her as he had with Lana and swatted her voluptuous butt. He did it again across the other cheek and she clamped down harder on his cock and mewled into the azure-haired girl's throat. The White Sorceress was feeling her up the small of her back and quivered as their clits brushed against each other with each pounding Cia took.

"Doesn't it feel amazing when he takes you like this?" Lana giddily whispered into her other half's ear.

"Oh it certainly does!" Cia nearly screamed as Link spanked her ass yet again, leaving a faint crimson mark on her dark skin. "Please, punish me more!"

Link obeyed and swatted her other cheek as he kept pumping his hips like the beast he was inside. He sheathed himself down to the base with each thrust, balls slapping against Lana's pussy as he did. His cock tingled with ecstasy, but he wasn't done.

He pulled out to the Black Sorceress' disrelish and quickly penetrated the White Sorceress' feminine channel before he worked up the same frantic rhythm that left Lana moaning out loud. The two of them were so similar, which made sense, but to able to engage both of them in lust like this hadn't even crossed his mind before; Lana had been an ally and Cia the enemy, the instigator, and they had both been crushing on him. To think things would end like this – to achieve peace like this – was downright hilariously weird.

Not that he could laugh when he was balls-deep inside his ally who had fucked him with her eyes since they first met.

Lana clung onto Cia for dear life and pulled her closer. The sweet friction of Link fucking her and having Cia on top of her pushed her closer to the edge in a way that she didn't think was possible and she hugged her other half closer…as said half felt her up and nuzzled her throat.

The Black Sorceress caressed Lana's breasts and up to her shoulders, angling her head from one side to another as she did. She felt Lana's heat and smelled her mingled scents, and eventually she pressed her full lips against the crook between the White Sorceress' throat and shoulder.

The good half shuddered in response.

Cia smirked and kissed her right underneath her ear this time and Lana mewled.

She continued her trail over to her cheek, then just beside the corner of Lana's lips before she caught her other half's gaze; the enamoured, smitten look made her heart skip a single beat and before she could react she was fisting a hand in azure tresses as Lana grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a searing kiss.

Upon silent askance Cia was granted access and slipped her tongue past Lana's into her mouth, exploring her oral cavern with a passion. Lana mimicked her, desperate to deepen the kiss as she lay there, pinned and taken ravenously. Her pussy ached and burned with thigh-clenching need as her mind was wiped clean save for pleasure.

She whined as Link pulled out and Cia moaned out loud, her voice throaty, as her inner walls were strained from his size and frantic pounding. Lana looped her arms around her other half's neck and claimed her lips once more, stifling the Black Sorceress' voice.

Link kept going in the same pattern of focusing on one woman at a time. He was pushing himself closer to climax bit by bit, but he was worn down; having already exhausted himself twice in a row and about to reach a third in such short span of time which was a miracle in of itself, but he couldn't go on forever. Pleasure was already culminating over his length and swapping between the two women only accelerated the process, and seeing them making out certainly didn't help matters.

With Cia he nearly doubled over as he rutted into her, punishing her with swift spankings occasionally reaching around to fondle her impressive bust. With Lana he thrusted faster, unable to do much else but to feel up Cia some more and admire her mocha skin and the way her ass wiggled so tantalizingly.

He kept swapping between them and their tight sexes until he felt it; the sensation of reaching a point of no return and he voiced it out loud in a husky groan in his blissful throes. His cock throbbed jerked as he fucked Cia like a dog, panting and moving quickly and recklessly as her cunt squeezed down on over his shaft. His strength from his now taut-as-a-bowstring body knocked Lana up an inch as he reached as deep as he could.

The bed was a creaking disaster, a victim of Link's ministrations.

He kept going, treating the sorceresses equally as he meted out pleasure that burned over his manhood. The junction of their sexes was a smouldering pit of heat and sweat and fluids and the friction drove them insane as it suddenly became a race to the finish.

The edge of ecstasy was met.

Link's cock thrashed and throbbed, engorged with heat and pent up cum, swapping between plump pussies.

"Oh Link!"

"LIIINK!"

The pair pulled away from each other with a string of moans as they reached over the edge into ecstasy together. Heat rumbled through their bodies, pleasure rippling over them like water prolonged by the shared body-contact as Link fornicated with them both, slipping in and out of one pussy to the next.

The sorceresses were gushing in their climax, their heights reaching higher and akin to a storm of passion as they embraced one another and Link, reaching the limit of his pent up lust, snugly speared his cock between the women's sexes as he ejaculated his creamy discharge. His cock throbbing and sandwiched between plump labia and soft skin, his cum splattering across the sorceresses' stomachs and pooling near the base in a furnace of heat, sweat, and cum.

The world seemed to slow down around them. The heights of pleasure were already waning. They were coming down and the heat seeped away.

Everything was, for a moment that felt like an eternity, still and quiet.

Link managed to make it to the pillows before he collapsed on his back, utterly spent.

Cia and Lana untangled each other (having given one another a good scrutinizing look up and down) and crawled over to either side of the blond, exhausted and focused on breathing.

"I can't believe it actually worked…"

Cia let out a weary chuckled. "You know what? Neither do I, but it did."

"We're finally together with the Hero…" Lana continued dreamily as she caressed the blond's chest. "I never thought our feelings would be answered…much less like this."

"As much as I, too, would have loved a natural flow like most lovers have, a direct approach is what we needed. You can question my method, but the result is unarguable." Cia glanced up at the sleeping Hero. "He's ours now."

"Ours," Lana repeated. "At long last."

"At long last, indeed."

"So what will we do now, Cia?"

The Black Sorceress clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "We live our life…lives…as ordained by Goddess Hylia. We watch over the Triforce and the timelines we always did. We're just not alone anymore. The three of us have an eternity ahead of us to spend our lives together."

"That sounds wonderful, Cia, but…what about the Spirit of the Hero? Hyrule needs him, Past, Present, and Future. What will happen if—"

"There won't be any complications, my dear Lana. When Hyrule needs him, he will be there to save it. The Soul is strong, ever-present, and eternal. Just as there are many timelines and ages, there are many Links. One incarnation won't disrupt the cycle."

The White Sorceress smiled at her. "Yes…of course. I should've known. Won't the princess wonder where he is though?"

Cia smirked back at her. "The girl is fully aware of where the Hero is and what he's been up to, don't you worry."

"She is?" It suddenly clicked and Lana's eyes widened. "Cia, you didn't—"

"She had a front-seat for the show," the other half replied and chuckled. "I'm sufficed to say that she won't have any objections given the outcome; the war is over, the Triforce is back in balance, and the timelines are no longer merged. The princess is in no position to argue. Magic truly is wonderful~"

"Wow…It feels wrong, but…Kind of…"

"Hot?"

The White Sorceress averted her gaze. "Y-Yes…"

"Indeed." She cuddled up against Link and closed her eyes. "I wonder if we should do it again…What do you think?"

"That'd be cruel, Cia!"

The Black Sorceress yawned. "That didn't sound like a `No´ to me."

Fin.

Epilogue

Princess Zelda collapsed onto her knees on the cold stone floor. As soon as the spell had lifted and she no longer could witness what had befallen the young knight she let the tears fall freely, her bottom-lip slightly bruised from the chewing it had received in an effort to stifle any sounds she otherwise would've made. Shame burned her cheeks as she reluctantly removed her hand from underneath her underwear, fingers sticky and her sex clenching.

"It's for Hyrule," became a daily mantra of hers to remind herself that things would have been a lot worse had Cia continued her plan. Link's sacrifice was for the greater good, even if he seemed too smitten to be aware of anything else.

She would just have to silently bear with this knowledge and focus on her land and people; people come and go and Link just happened to be…gone. For now. He was in safe hands, Zelda assured herself, but the bittersweet reality replayed in her mind over and over as she kept seeing him in his naked form, indulging in pleasure that would make even streetwalkers blush…and the envy that festered as a result.

"It's for Hyrule," she told herself again.

"It's for Hyrule."

She hung her head in shame.

"It's for Hyrule."