“Who’s a good boy ?” Midna crooned, feeling the threads of Link’s blonde hair rustle between her fingers. He didn’t respond, of course, but his tired, open-mouthed panting told her that he’d enjoyed himself. He’d gotten the chance to get his dick worked by the most gorgeous woman he’d ever see, who also happened to be the woman he loved. Of course he’d had fun.
“Yes, you are, Link. The best boy. Well done.” She leaned to her right to kiss him on the forehead. “And you did a very, very good job. I’m so proud of you, wolfie.”

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