[Link, who never in his whole life thought he’d get this far, is suddenly realizing he’s leapt into the deep end with both feet and doesn’t know how to swim. His heart has lodged itself in his throat and is firmly stuck there as he forgets how to breathe for a moment, because he has…yes, never in his life touched himself in any way that wasn’t for hygienic purposes. He doesn’t…know pleasure, not really, and any time he’d get a boner he’d just ignore it or read scripture until it went away. It was miserable and painful, but preferable to losing a hand for it.
Now, he’s being touched by someone other than himself, and the sensation is both foreign and overwhelming. He gasps, taking a moment to catch his breath before shaking his head quickly, avoiding Allen’s gaze in embarrassment.]
N. No, I just. I’m sorry, I wasn’t…expecting it to feel like…like that…
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Date: 2026-04-08 03:26 am (UTC)Now, he’s being touched by someone other than himself, and the sensation is both foreign and overwhelming. He gasps, taking a moment to catch his breath before shaking his head quickly, avoiding Allen’s gaze in embarrassment.]
N. No, I just. I’m sorry, I wasn’t…expecting it to feel like…like that…