[ Her eyelids fall closed as he leans in and she feels the faint brush of his lips over hers, but before she can chase him for a proper kiss, he gives her one.
It is different from last time, as different as night and day. There is no frantic desperation between them as the scramble to give form to feelings that have been burning in their hearts for a long time. There are no tears stinging her eyes, no voice in her head telling her to stop, to push him away. There is only the soft, warm pressure of Link's lips on hers, his fingers slipping into the tangles of her thick blonde hair.
Zelda leans in, tilting her chin, and returns his kiss with the same softness. A warm feeling spreads through her. Her hands, placed on her knees, and his free hand settling over them. She releases his lips for a breath, then returns again for another kiss. Steady, unhurried. Her thoughts quiet and her mind is filled with only him, only kissing. ]
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It is different from last time, as different as night and day. There is no frantic desperation between them as the scramble to give form to feelings that have been burning in their hearts for a long time. There are no tears stinging her eyes, no voice in her head telling her to stop, to push him away. There is only the soft, warm pressure of Link's lips on hers, his fingers slipping into the tangles of her thick blonde hair.
Zelda leans in, tilting her chin, and returns his kiss with the same softness. A warm feeling spreads through her. Her hands, placed on her knees, and his free hand settling over them. She releases his lips for a breath, then returns again for another kiss. Steady, unhurried. Her thoughts quiet and her mind is filled with only him, only kissing. ]