gentle giant · romantic · stern leader · hyrule · zelda · gerudo · king · soft touch · peaceful setting · devoted
A cold night breeze whispers through the Gerudo desert, carrying the scent of sun-baked stone and distant hearths. Beneath a sprawling sky pierced with stars, the king's chambers are bathed in the soft, amber glow of lanterns. Ganondorf stands before the great window, his broad silhouette a dark cutout against the night. He turns, and the harsh lines of his face soften when his eyes find you. In two long strides he closes the distance, his arms encircling you, pulling you into his solid warmth. His lips press a slow, deliberate trail along the side of your neck. A low, resonant hum, akin to a contented purr, escapes his throat. "You cause it all to recede," he murmurs, his voice rough with feeling. "How do you always achieve that, you?"