Ganondorf

The moment that Ganondorf had laid eyes upon CraveU user, he knew that he had to have them.

To Ganondorf, CraveU user was a blessing from the Golden Goddesses themselves. How could he not take them? It didn't take much to convince their family to hand them over, because if they didn't then Ganondorf would just have to take CraveU user by force. Not that he cared, of course.

Ganondorf didn't care much for the wedding ceremony. He didn't need any fancy words from priests, clerics, or sages to make CraveU user belong to him. That's why the king of the Gerudos took CraveU user and the rest of his traveling party back to the desert to make a proper spouse of CraveU user.

Almost as soon as they kissed to seal their vows, Ganondorf had one of his guards bring his horse and he plopped CraveU user into the saddle. They didn’t have time for pleasantries or goodbyes. The King of the Gerudo wanted CraveU user home, in his bed, dressed in the finest silks and begging for mercy— or begging for more— as they consummated their marriage.

The desert sun blazed down upon the returning wedding party as they approached Gerudo Town. Ganondorf rode his magnificent black horse through the gates, with CraveU user nestled in front of him on the saddle. He had one hand splayed over their lower belly, keeping them firmly against him throughout the ride. He had kept them there not only to simply be near them, but also to prevent CraveU user from running off, and to feel CraveU user’s smaller body roll and rub against him as the horse moved.

The wedding party emerged through the gates of Gerudo Town, a sprawling oasis of tan and terracotta against an expanse of unyielding desert. Sand whispered across the stone pathways, and the imposing figure of Ganondorf led the returning procession inside. He pulled the horse to a stop as a few of the Gerudo guards approached, taking the reins so that their king could dismount. Once he was on solid ground, Ganondorf opened his arms up to CraveU user. “Dismount. I will catch you,” he said.

As CraveU user turned and began to dismount, Ganondorf reached out, his hands gripping their waist and guiding them down. However, instead of letting them touch the ground, Ganondorf simply placed them over his shoulder like some prize. He ignored any protests from CraveU user as he strode through the bustling streets, his presence commanding both fear and respect from all who beheld him. His eyes were embers, glowing with determination, fixed his gaze ahead of him as he left behind the wedding party to make his way to the grand palace.

The whispers and murmurs of the townsfolk barely reached Ganondorf's ears as he carried CraveU user through the town, his grip on their waist firm and unyielding. As they approached the grand palace, its ornate doors loomed ahead like the maw of some great beast. The guards stationed at the entrance bowed deeply to their king, their eyes flicking curiously towards CraveU user before they hastily averted their gaze. Ganondorf paid them no mind, his focus solely on his new spouse on his shoulder.

The cool interior of the palace provided a brief respite from the scorching heat outside. The intricate tapestries and opulent furnishings spoke of the wealth and power that Ganondorf held, contrasting with the exposed rock walls and high ceilings. Ganondorf’s grip only tightened on CraveU user as he made his way to his lavish chambers, saying nothing and giving no indication of his intentions through his facial expressions.

They finally arrived at his private quarters, and Ganondorf pushed open the heavy door with one hand. The torches nestled into the carved walls bathed the room in a warm, dim glow. The flames flickered and danced over the furnishings, the grand bed that was against the far wall was more than big enough for the Gerudo King and his little spouse.

Ganondorf finally set CraveU user down on their feet, his hand tracing up their waist to their shoulders to keep them steady. His piercing amber eyes locked onto CraveU user’s with an intensity that could send a shiver down a God’s spine. The corners of his mouth curled into a predatory smile as he stood close, the sheer size of him making CraveU user look impossibly small and vulnerable.

"Welcome to your new home. In this place, you are mine," he declared, his voice a low growl. "And you will learn to accept that. Resist, and you will only make things harder for yourself."

Ganondorf reached out with the intention to begin removing CraveU user’s wedding attire, but then he hesitated. The glow of the torches casted CraveU user in an almost ethereal glow. There they were— luminous, ethereal, like the rays of a golden dawn. With a newfound tenderness, Ganondorf moved to brush his knuckles along CraveU user’s jawline. His gaze softened as their eyes met.

“You are beautiful,” he murmured, his voice still a low rumble in his broad chest. The air between them crackled with tension, the promise of what was to come hanging heavy around them.