When Purah had offered him a place to stay for the night, Link didn't know she was referring to her room.
He should have known something was wrong when she'd urged him to climb up the ladders of the paper-strewn mess of her personal space, all the way up to the top floor where a bed, some cushions, and a room divider accompanied the usual mess.
He barely had time to take it in before he was pinned to the wall like one of Purah's notes. Nowhere to run.
"...!"
Link choked back a moan, clenching his teeth as his eyelids fluttered. Purah chuckled at his reaction, her gloved hand giving him another clench.
"A little excited, aren't we, Linky?"
Link didn't respond, he couldn't, not when the hand wrapped around his erection began to pump again, not when Purah's tongue kept flicking at his nipple the way it did, not when everything she was doing felt this good.
He didn't even know how he'd let himself get overpowered like this, his tunic ripped off his body, his trousers bundled up on the floor. For Purah's part, she was more than a little giddy at seeing her obedient little errand boy like this, all wound up and unwrapped. She gave his nipple one last suck before she kissed her way up his pecs. My, my, had this little Hero grown up fast. His hard muscle felt delectable against her lips. She breathed him in deep, relishing the musky smell of his skin.
And all the while, Purah kept pumping at his cock. Its meaty length pulsed and pulsed in her fist, and it drove Purah mad; Goddess above, this boy's cock felt so divine. When she reached his neck with her kisses, she gave his skin a little nibble. He shivered, and another few pulses ran through his cock that made Purah smile.
"Wh-Why...?"
Link said, his voice wavering under the need to fill his lungs with air as his pulse raced in dirty excitement. He kept his arms at his sides, hands curling into clenched fists.
Purah pulled back from Link's neck, straightening herself up to full height. What with her heels (and Link's...stature), she was at least a head and a half taller than him. She brought one of her fingers up to his chin, tilting his gaze up to look at her.
Link's eyes were half-lidded, his bottom lip quivering. She could see the guilt in his eyes but also the desire, the need. She licked her lips.
"Simply put, this 20-year-old body has its needs, Linky. And seeing how you've been so hard at work helping me out, I thought you might want a truly worthwhile reward for all your efforts..." Purah said, suddenly sliding her hand off his cock before bringing it up to her mouth. With her eyes still locked onto his, she caught the glove between her teeth, and peeled it off her hand. The little show made Link's breath hitch, his eyes flying open wide when he felt her bare palm suddenly press against his swollen tip and swirl filthy circles that made his balls clench. Purah gave him one of her low chuckles. "...besides, it seems like you're in need of some release too."
The finger she had poised on Link's chin slid up against his bottom lip, pulling it down, letting her see his pearly whites, the tip of his tongue. She slid it between his cheeks. And like an obedient babe, Link gave it a suck.
The sight made Purah's thighs rub against one another in excitement. Link had always been such a perfect lapdog for her, but she'd never seen him as more than a boy. Maybe it was because of a reawakened libido in her de-aged body, maybe it was because Link had grown into himself ever since he'd started to shack up with the Princess, but for whatever reason, in recent days, Purah saw him as a man. And more importantly, a very obedient man with a perfectly-chiseled body (and fun-sized to boot!). Where else was she going to find such a perfect test subject?
Before she knew it, Purah's pumps had gotten faster, harder. The feeling of her bare hand's heat tugging at him was enough to make Link's eyes shut tighter. This was all so surreal and so dirty for him to comprehend.
For the past few weeks, he'd been busy doing what he did best: scaling mountains, saving towns, soaring through the skies, shedding light to the darkest of depths, reclaiming Hyrule...and finding leads for him to rescue Zelda.
The name of the princess flashed in his mind alongside her face, but in the current moment, he remembered it specifically in the context of their nights making love, of the look of ecstasy etched into her face when he'd plunge into her heat, their arms wrapped around each other in rapturous ecstasy.
"...!"
Link wheezed out a choked moan, eyes flying open once more when he felt his cock enveloped in a maddening tightness, the texture different from before. He looked down to see that Purah had slid out of her skirt, leaving her in the maroon tights that clung like a second skin from her toes all the way up to her waist.
Those tights slid delicious friction around Link's shaft now, his cock sandwiched between Purah's shapely thighs.
Purah rolled her hips into Link's body, clenching her legs together at just the right amount to coax out more of his little moans. He was getting close. She could feel the throbs, hear his breaths growing more desperate. His eyes wandered back up to her bespectacled face. She could tell that he was still holding back.
His loyalty to his royal girlfriend was admirable, but it wouldn't do for tonight. Not when she was so wet that her arousal seeped through her undergarments, the fabric of her tights between her thighs damp.
"Oh, Linky..." Purah said in a faux-maternal coo, bringing a hand up to cup his cheek. "You need to cum so badly, don't you? Don't you feel my cunt, so wet and ready for you to give it a test run?"
Link had never heard such filthy words from Purah before, the sound of them coming from her lips exciting him to no end.
Purah felt his excitement, felt more throbs. She pressed on, bringing the hand on his cheek behind his head. Her fingers curled into his blond hair, forcing him to keep looking up at her.
"Aren't you tired of those hands of yours being your only companionship these days? ...and it must be tough, considering your dominant hand's um...condition," Purah said, glancing down at Rauru's gift. Link's bashful flush at her words confirmed the suspicion, and he cursed at himself for being so easy to read. Purah clenched her thighs tighter, squeezing his meat in the damp tangle of her silken-textured grip. He was still stubbornly resisting, but he was so close. She just needed to give him a bit more of a push. "So, I'm right on the rupees, eh? I know more than I let on, Linky...over a century of experience can make a young lady perceptive. I've seen those glances you steal when you think I'm not looking. You think you're sneaky with those naughty eyes fused onto my rear end while I'm bent over on my workstation?" Purah chuckled again, taking the goggles off from her head, waving them teasingly before she tossed it carelessly to the ground. "You think these are just for show?"
Link gasped, a rush of heat pulsing through him with the force to make him throw his head back against the wall. He held back, clenching his pelvic muscles. His breath came out in wheezes, and they only got shorter when Purah reached behind her to swirl her palm against his urethra, at least a quarter of his length poking out of her thighs.
Purah pushed up close to him now, her chest pillowing against his chest. She slid the hand at the back of his head down to his chest, catching a nipple between a thumb and a finger, pinching and rolling. Her lips were right against his ear, its pointed tip twitching as her breaths and her words wisped against it, hot.
"And don't think I didn't notice you taking pictures of me with the Purah Pad," Purah tutted, a disapproving and accusatory tone washing over her whispers. "I appreciate your admiration for the hard work and countless days of research I'd poured to acquire such an amazing body, but you know you could have just asked." She paused to give a little giggle that reverberated through her breasts into his pecs. A drawn-out and repressed mewl trailed out of his throat. "I wonder what you used those pictures for, hm? Lonely nights by the fire, thinking of what you'd want to do to me? Thinking of what you'd want me to do to you?"
Link let out the loudest of his moans so far as Purah's rocking grew faster, each forwards push nailing him against the wall. His fists were so tight he thought he'd draw blood.
"St-Stop...!" Link said, pleaded. Begged. Purah had been right about everything. Those lonely nights rushed back to him, all those fantasies that made him curse himself for being so unloyal to the missing woman he loved. He always tried to justify it a little, seeing how stressed he was physically on a daily basis it was no wonder he'd need a little relief once in a while...but of course those justifications failed to explain why he had such a secret and raging lust for Purah's new appearance, why, when he would stroke himself to release in some stable bed or makeshift camp, no matter the fantasy, he'd finish with Purah's condescending gaze burned into his brain. Maybe it was because she was the closest he had right now to an authority to serve, to report to, some sense of leadership figure that was missing with Zelda gone. But it was still wrong, and it was why Link tried his damndest not to give in-
Purah gave a lick to his ear. Link's knees quaked, a high pitched whine ringing out in his ears as his sexual tension surged against the cusp of his waning restraint.
"Why should I stop, Linky? Don't lie to me and say you don't want it. Nobody is going to know, and nobody, least of all me, would think you're betraying your precious Princess. As far as I'm concerned, I'm just helping out a hero vent a little bit so he can stay focused on the task at hand. Nothing more."
Link blinked his eyes open again, meeting Purah's as his world steadied out a little. He was riding the blade's edge, precum squirting out into Purah's palm in such copious amounts that sticky drizzles began leaking down onto the floor.
Purah looked back at him with those hooded eyes of hers, and she cracked a small impish grin. She stopped the pace of her hips for a moment, then there was a subtle click of her heel when she crossed her legs, making the space between her thighs tighter.
She reached for his left hand and pulled it back behind her. His balled-up fist was resistant to her prying it apart, but he eventually relented when she restarted the rocking of her hips. He let out a shuddering breath when she made his hand clamp onto her plump asscheek.
Purah let out a little noise, feeling her own arousal throb at the base of her belly. She'd had many lonely and repressed nights of her own, and though her scientific genius had blessed her with enough Sheikah-powered gadgets and doohickeys to satisfy her carnal needs on her lonesome ten times over, she was quickly learning that the suspicion she'd harbored was becoming more and more true: there was nothing like the real thing.
She sighed when the hand on her ass gave her its first squeeze. He was giving in.
Link's muscles began to go lax. Damn this woman...no amount of blessings from Hylia or any other goddess would be enough for him to keep up his resistance. He felt as if he was giving his last gasps above the surface of the water before his stamina ran empty, leaving him to succumb...
"I can make all those filthy little fantasies of you come true, Linky...just say the word and I'll let you. I'll do everything you wanted me to do, I'll let you do anything you want to me..." Purah said, her face so close to his that her hot breaths made him heady. Their noses kissed, and all he could see were those red eyes gleaming with want behind the sheen of her glasses. "Come on, Linky, don't make me wait. Do you want me? Do you want to cum?"
Purah emphasized the last word with another intentional squeeze of her luscious thighs around his cock. Link felt the heat of her snatch closer than ever, feeling its slickness through the thin layers of her undergarments. The thought of how it would feel to have Purah finally wrapped around him, just like he imagined so many times...
"...yes...!"
Link choked out his death sentence, his body seizing as the waves battering against the thin barrier of his self-restraint finally made him snap. His other hand brought itself up to Purah's back, pulling her tight against him, as if a silent plea for her not to let him go.
Purah smiled wide, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip with a predatory and savorous look in her eye.
"Took you long enough...now give Auntie a kiss..."
Another breath and Link's mouth crashed into hers with a hungry enthusiasm that took even Purah off-guard for a split second before she kissed him back, indulging in her victory as Link's mouth cloyed for hers with needy suckles and breathless clasps. Both of his hands found a grip on Purah's ass, and to her delight, he began to thrust, using those strong arms of his to pull her back into him.
Purah brought both her hands up to his head, fingers tangling in his hair, prompting Link to shove his tongue between the gate of her teeth. Moans collided in the spit-addled knot of their mouths as Link spiraled deeper into the depths of his lust.
All at once, the ferocious hunger that had possessed him rendered Link frozen as he came.
Hard.
The tide of release he'd held at bay burst out of him with a force that made him see spots, whimpering and pathetic moans swallowed up by Purah as she gagged him with her tongue, his own tongue going limp. Link drowned, fully succumbing to his primal side as shot after shot of his seed burst out of his throbbing hardness in what felt like a continuous torrent.
He could feel himself slipping in and out of consciousness, the taboo mingling with the raw energy of release in a manner that made his mind melt to utter mush.
Purah didn't stop her own hips, keen on milking him of as much as he could give her, the tangle of her tights coaxing out more and more of his seed. She could feel his load drizzle and soak into the backside of her leggings. She grew more excited when she felt more of his cum spiling and soaking into her tights, his climax surpassing even her expectations. She ripped herself from his lips, burying herself into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent as she let his delicious moans spill out unabated.
Link blinked his eyes open after it was all said and done. That was the hardest he'd cum in what felt like ages; it felt like several minutes had passed. Purah's face was the first thing that greeted him. She was flushed, but still possessed that condescending look in her half-lidded eyes, her lips upturned in a subtle smirk.
She had stepped away at an arm's length, leaving Link feeling like a wet mess, slumped against the wall, chest heaving for air. His shaft, all pink and throbbing and raw, still stood erect, a line of white dangling from its tip. Purah felt her mouth watering.
She looked up at him as she began to slide off the glove from her other hand. It was only now that Link noticed that she had been fully-clothed during the entire ordeal. Purah cast the glove to her ground before she slipped an arm out of a sleeve of her jacket.
"My, my, you're more backed-up than even my expectations, Linky. You have quite the range with your shots..." Purah gestured over her shoulder with her head towards the white lines of his initial cumshots staining the wooden floor. The furthest ropes almost reached the cushions near the opposite wall. "But I shouldn't be too surprised, of course. After all, our big strong Hero needs to be at peak condition if he's meant to save the kingdom...and give our Princess an heir."
Purah slipped out her other arm before she let the jacket hit the floor. Link gulped at the sight of her, his eyes transfixed on her hands as they went up to the clasps that held her sleeveless top together. The way his eyes groped her made Purah's lust spike, her own restraint buckling at the urge to grab him right now and stuff herself full of his virile meat.
But she wanted more than just an obedient toy. She wanted the side of him that roiled behind those eyes, the side of Link that made even Calamity Ganon keel. She knew it'd take more than just a single release between the fold of her thighs to coax it out. She sucked in a breath, pushing down her own reckless whims.
"...so I hate to do this to you, Linky, but I can't give you your full reward just yet. For the sake of the kingdom's well-being, I'll take it upon myself to push you to your limits first." Purah unclasped the first golden knot that held the two halves of her top together, the lump in Link's throat visibly bobbing at the sight of her breasts pushing out of their confines. "You're more than capable of handling a little old trial, aren't you?"
Purah undid the second clasp, feeling her chest almost completely freed. She frowned, looking down and realizing the last clasp on her top had come undone...again- she really needed to get that fixed...
Regardless, Link was transfixed. His wildest and most guilty of fantasies were coming true right in front of his eyes. Purah let the moment linger as her fingers slipped under the two halves of her top, nails digging into the skintight fabric that matched her leggings.
Then, with a gusto that made Link jolt, Purah pulled her hands apart, ripping open the maroon for her supple tits to burst out of her top. Link's mouth fell open at the sight of them. They looked more perfect than he ever could have imagined, their curvature so full and plump, nipples a perfect pale pink that blended into the milkyness of her smooth skin. The fact they were bare also confirmed a suspicion that had plagued his naughty fantasies ever since he'd first seen Purah's new form: even with such copious assets, Purah chose to forgo a chest binding or a bra.
Link gulped, a throb running through him, reminding him that he was, once again, hard as diamonds.
Purah let out a low and sultry chuckle, striking her signature pose, fingers raised to her head in her signature pose.
"Check it!" Purah exclaimed before she lowered her hands down to her chest, hands supporting their weight as she swayed her body left to right in a tantalizing tease, making her breasts jiggle some more in her light grip. "You're lucky, Linky...you're the first man to see these gorgeous milkers..."
She stepped up to him, both of them sharing a lustful sigh as she let her pebbly nipples slide against his skin.
Before Link could react, Purah suddenly went down on her knees. With wide eyes, Link could only watch as she held her breasts on either side, and slipped his entire shaft into the hot envelope of her silky skin. His impressive length seemed puny now, only a few scant inches poking out of the warm pocket of her tits.
Purah giggled at his reaction; the boy was practically drooling. It'd been much too long since she'd broken a man down bit by bit like this, and just from the first mighty throb against her chest, she knew that she was closer to unleashing the side of him she wanted to see.
"...and it looks like you'll be the first man to fuck these tits too, Linky."
Purah began to slide her chest up and down Link's length. Just the first stroke had Link moaning out. only a few more strokes, and he felt his balls clench. His teeth grinded as she kept going, the pressure and insane sensation of her perfect skin swallowing his cock whole enough to make his breathing stutter. It didn't help that Purah kept looking up at him with those eyes...those eyes that made him feel like he was under her thumb at all times, those eyes that made Link cum until he was gasping her name when he was alone.
He tilted his head back, breaking their eye contact lest he reach his finish then and there.
Purah frowned at that. She loved seeing his face twist into such delectable expressions, but she supposed it was a good thing that he wanted to stay hard for her; not only did it mean he truly had given in to her proposal, but it was just another sign of his puppylike obedience.
She'd break even that soon enough.
Up and down, up and down, Purah stroked him off with her chest. The fact that she still kept her top on meant that the two halves of tight fabric ensured her breasts stayed pillowed together even without the support of her hands, making the perfect fold of skin that she knew was driving Link mad.
After only a few minutes, Link was shivering, sucking in breaths with his head tilted towards the ceiling. He shot a hand out to her shoulder, the charcoal of his right hand deigning to claw at the wall with its long beastly nails. Again, it was another sign of his consideration, and Purah grew wetter at the thought of that new appendage of his digging and scratching into her skin instead.
Feeling Link's hips begin to inadvertently thrust, Purah obliged him by dipping down and slipping the tip of his cock past her lips. She moaned at the taste of him, the strong aroma of his musk making her head spin. She dipped down further, her cheeks concaving to suck him in eager bobs, lips sliding down to kiss the inner curve of her tits.
Link yelped, his head peering down. Purah's eyes met his as she kept going, harder, faster, suffocating his swollen manhood in those tits all while her mouth sucked at his tip with increasing vigor. he couldn't believe the sight of it, her toes curling at the pleasure, another yelp slipping out of him when he felt her tongue begin to lap at his tip.
There was no way he could hold on much longer. The guilt of his lonesome self-pleasure had made him swear off of masturbating for the past two weeks; it was a miracle he had even lasted this long, especially after seeing Purah on her knees giving him such a lewd sight.
Then, Link's pleasure reached a new impossible peak as Purah began to hum.
"Nn-nghak...!"
His head slammed back into the wall as his entire being seemed to echo the vibration Purah channeled straight into his veiny shaft, his nerves alight with pure fire. He heaved for breath as each second was stretched into a torturous infinity. He felt all the guilt wash away completely with every suck, every hum, feeling only the need to release all this tension until he was completely spent. Purah's ministrations grew so eager that he could hear the filthy wet sound of her gobbling up his tip and the fleshy sliding of her tits milking his prick above the sound of his own panting.
He was close again, and Purah knew it.
She pulled her head off of Link's cock, letting go of her tits. She needed to feel, to taste more of him. She didn't resist the urge to slip one of her hands down between her legs, slipping it beneath her leggings and her panties to finger herself while she gripped his throbbing lust and pumped it fast and hard against her mouth. She sucked every spurt of pre-cum that spurted from his tip, pulling back when she felt him on the verge.
She leaned forward, her tongue running up from his base all the way to his tip, earning more sounds from Link, more shivers. His pink meat was driving Purah insane, her fingers pumping into her faster as she brought a hand up to push his shaft against her cheek.
Link looked down one last time as Purah worshiped his cock. She gave him a show, stroking it against her cheek in loving caresses, running her tongue down every inch of him as he towered over her face, her fingers reaching up to rub at his tip while her glasses were knocked askew with his instinctive little thrusts.
She breathed a hot brath on his cock as she held it in her grip. His head was so swollen that it was almost blue.
"If you want to pass the trial, then stop holding back, Linky," Purah said, her voice huskier than ever, soaked with lust. It was now that Link noticed she was fingering herself, her hips grinding into her wrist as her face began to twist into a needy expression he'd never seen from her. He could hear the squelch of her cunt, dripping for him. Purah pulled back from his cock and readjusted herself on her knees until her mouth was directly in front of him. She shot out the hand she had on his cock to grab onto his wrist, shoving it into the back of her head. "I said I wanted to give this body a test run, so it'll be a trial for both of us, mmkay?"
Not a second later, and Purah's face shot forward, shoving Link into her mouth. Both of them let out yelps when she pushed until his cockhead squeezed past the entrance of her throat. One more push, and Purah sucked him u pto his base, his swollen head lodged deep inside her throat.
Purah let a moment pass, their eyes locked as she spluttered a bit, drool drizzling from her bottom lip. It'd been more than a century since she'd taken a cock down her neck, so naturally she needed to adjust a bit. But with all things considered, she couldn't help but grin with her mouth full of Link; from his expression alone, she knew this old lady still got it.
With that, she began to hum again, pulling her head back and forth bit by bit, feeling Link's hand tighten its grip in her white hair. His nails dug into her scalp. She kept humming, her eyelids giving a slight flutter when she began to play with her clit, her every breath filled with the scent and the taste of cock.
Then, as Link felt the near-imperceptible remnants of restraint begin to wash away, Purah stopped moving her head. She lowered her hum, but she looked up at him with a smug look. A challenge.
Not another moment and Link growled through clenched teeth, the hand at the back of Purah's head smashing her face into his crotch. Purah choked, her nose crashing into the wiry blond of his pubes again and again. She didn't have time to adjust as the grip in her hair forced her to swallow him whole again and again, his prick stuffing her neck without mercy.
Purah came. She squealed a muffled squeal, gagged by Link's relentless cock. Precum and spit and tears made a mess of her cheeks, and she lost herself in the madness as he began to thrust. Link readjusted his grip on her hair, messing up the hair stick-bound bun as he grunted like a beast, fucking Purah's face as the entire loft was filled with the sound of her gullet getting ponded full of meat.
Link came with a deep groan, shoving himself as deep as he could go before firing off a salvo of nut straight down her throat into her stomach. The sight of Purah on her knees, her full ass and her hips shaking as she endured her own orgasm, the bulge of his cock in the tight hot pocket of her neck, it made him hunch over, bringing both hands onto her head, uncaring about her own pain or anything as he emptied his balls down her throat.
He pulled out after the most intense buckshots seemed to leave, ripping Purah off of him so she could finally heave for air, sucking in oxygen in greedy gulps. But to both of their surprise, his climax wasn't over just yet, several ropes shooting out to land inside her open lips, staining her face, coating her glasses.
Link took a hand off of Purah's head and wrapped it into a fist around his prick, pumping and pumping the rest of his load while his free hand pulled at Purah's head to make sure she was looking up at him, a prime target to paint full of his nut.
By the time Link remembered to breathe again, Purah was a mess, fat dollops of Link's seed sticking to her face, almost completely covering her glasses, spilling down onto her naked breasts, clumping up in her hair.
As he caught his breath, Link suddenly relinquished his grip on her, slumping back onto the wall, eyes widening at what he'd just done. Purah licked her lips, cleaning her face in eager scoops, sucking down as much cum as she could. It was an impossible task to clean it all off, but that only made it hotter for her. She hadn't came that hard in what felt like an eternity, and there was no amount of restraint now that could hold her back from fucking Link's brains out.
She whipped her glasses off, wiping it with the fabric of her top. The sight of the mess made Link stay hard, despite the fact that a bit of remorse floated up in his mind now that it was a bit clearer from the lust he'd unleashed.
Purah looked up at him now. She slipped her arms through the holes of her top, hastily tearing apart the rest of the maroon that clung to her torso until it was all just fabric that hung off of her hips. She had a look in those half-lidded eyes that Link had never seen before.
"S-Sorry I-"
Purah rushed up to her feet before Link could finish.
"Shut up."
Purah crashed her mouth into his. Link let out a muffled sound for a moment, but within another few kisses, he matched her ferocity. They stumbled about in the loft, making out until the sound of their hot and heady kisses surpassed the duet of their moans. Link's hands grabbed and groped at Purah's body with unrestrained hunger, palmfuls of her thickness making him throb back to full mast, his cock sliding and poking in sloppy pushes against her stomach.
Spit spilled between their chins, their breaths short, collective energy focused on devouring each other's mouths, gulping down mutual moans. She ripped herself from his mouth, impatience trumping any need for intimacy as she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down to the floor.
Link landed on a cushion near the silk screen that stood near her bed. He looked up at Purah as they heaved for breath. He realized he still had his boots on while his trousers were still bundled around his ankles. He kicked them off as Purah stepped over up to him, kicking off her high heels.
She had a ferocious look to her, none of the playful and flirty Purah anymore; her face retained that signature frown and condescending gaze, but this time the gaze felt like a glare. The dim lighting of the loft illuminated her in a way that made Link throb in anticipation, his eyes wide with something akin to awe as every step she took made those naked curves of hers ripple with a mouth-watering shudder. Her leggings already had multiple tears and holes, damage he didn't realize his lust had caused.
Then, a stocking-covered foot swung forward, and, stopping right before Purah's toes could make contact, began to run up the underside of Link's eager cock. He hissed, looking up at Purah's gaze, her hair (still miraculously done up in its bun, the chopsticks still speared through it) all mussed-up from his rough treatment, the cum that clung to her skin alongside the beads of sweat, the frown on her face that made him feel like a bug under her heel. He let out a groan, overwhelmed by his desire. Purah took advantage of that, fueling her own as she stepped down on his cock, flattening it against his stomach.
Link's fingers clamped down on the edges of the cushion he lay on, his hisses turning into more shuddering groans as she kept sliding her foot up and down his cock, precum spurting out onto his abs.
Purah licked her lips at the sight of him, practically begging for her. The Hero who saved Hyrule, virtually betrothed to the missing Princess, completely naked and vulnerable under her heel.
A devilish grin upturned the sides of her mouth.
"To think you were so resistant to your trial earlier. And now look at you," Purah said, each word made to make him feel as small as possible, like a passive aggressive aunt chastising a boy for gorging on sweets while his mother was away. She put more pressure down onto his flattened cock, earning a shrill moan, her toes curling to tease the sensitive rim of his crown. "But I knew you'd rise up to the challenge. A Hero always should, isn't that right, Linky?"
With that, Purah reached down to her crotch and ripped open a hole in her tights. Link choked on his breath at the sight of her bare cunt, glistening with lust, a tuft of white pubes cresting the top of it. No panties either...
The implication didn't have enough time to illicit the reaction it perhaps deserved, for in the next moment, Purah took her foot off of his manhood, placing one foot on either side of his waist before crouching. Their breaths almost synced in sheer excitement as she grabbed his cock and rubbed its swollen tip against her slick folds. Purah placed a hand forward on his chest for balance as she loomed over him, sharing one last look while she gripped him by the base, pointing his shaft towards her leaking snatch.
"You ready for the final gauntlet, Linky?"
Link shot his hands up to her waist, and to her utter shock, slammed Purah down onto his lap. They shared a loud yelp as he hilted himself in one fell swoop, and for the first time, Link saw Purah's eyes open wide, mirroring the surprised "O" of her mouth.
He grunted, pulsing in the sheath of her heat. He couldn't help but grin an uncharacteristically-cocky grin. He answered her teasing inquiry through clenched teeth.
"Are you?"
The shock subsided and Purah blinked, her face returning to its eager grin.
"You're always so full of surprises."
With that, she brought both her arms forward onto his chest, and her hips began to move. Their moans echoed out in the loft as she grinded on him, his cock pulsing inside of her, her inner heat constricting him in an eager hunger, acclimating to how he stretched her out. Purah's hitched breaths mounted into moans, her glasses fogging him as she began to fuck herself onto Link harder, each downwards thrust goading her into another and another.
He felt more perfect than she could have possibly imagined. She couldn't control her composure, try as she might, every inch of him that slid in and out of her making her breaths stutter, making her exhales sound like little whines.
Purah leaned back, closing her eyes as her hands gripped onto his thighs. Her toes entrenched themselves into the carpet as she ramped up the pace, their skin beginning to clap with every impact, each second passing by growing louder.
Link felt like he could cum at any second. With his back propped up on the cushion behind him, he had a perfect view of Purah's curvaceous body bounding atop his lap. His hands were still clamped around her bare waist, right above the rumpled bundle of her top and undergarments banding her hips.
Up and down, up and down, Purah kept fucking herself onto him, every time the bottom of her thighs smacked against his crotch feeling better than the last. Link couldn't resist reaching up with a hand to run it down her body, feeling her sweat-dampened skin, fondling one of her bouncing tits. She glowed like a vision in that warm lamplight, looking and feeling better than his imagination and a couple paltry photographs could ever capture.
Purah lolled her head back as she whined, her inner heat gushing in excitement. She was going to cum.
"D-Don't you dare...ngh...!...finish even a little bit before me, Linky..." she rasped out, her head still bouncing backwards as she kept fucking herself down on him harder and harder. Link bent his knees to support her, her palms sliding up to his kneecaps as she kept leaning backwards, beads of sweat rolling down the tight flatness of her tummy, flicking off her nipples. "This isn't...oh! -your reward yet. It's a trial for a reason...!"
Purah could barely finish her words before the climax tore through her. She sat down with a final slam, her legs flattening out into a kneel instead of a crouch as she creamed herself all over Link's lap.
Deep mewls tumbled out of her throat, each wave of heat that washed over her making them peak into wails of pure ecstasy. She felt him throbbing right against the entrance to her young womb, the orgasm rippling through her inner walls seemingly intent to milk him of his potent seed then and there.
Once the waves began to subside, Purah blinked her eyes open. The sight of Link below him with that boyish tousled hair, those eyes that looked so much like that docile lapdog she was so used to sending out for her errands, Purah couldn't help but give a genuine grin as she sat up and began to rock her hips again.
True to his word, Link held on. She could feel him exercising that restraint, feel him edging again. He was close to snapping completely, she knew that. She just needed to push a bit further.
Purah continued to fuck him, this time leaning forward with her hands on his chest. She panted, a lock of her hair spilling out of the messy bun on her scalp, dangling in front of her bespectacled gaze. Link tightened the grip around her waist, as if expecting her to resume the rough pace, but instead Purah kept it slow, savorous, torturous.
Minutes stretched out into little infinities as Purah kept grinding circles onto his sticky skin, her snatch giving only the most intentional of clenches. It was here that Purah's experience truly began to shine through, her hips slow and steady, working a spell on Link that made the sex feel like some sort of forbidden magic.
He was moments away from blowing, and he didn't try to hide it as he began to give thrusts up into Purah's body, making her give delighted little giggles, like a predator playing with is food.
"F-Fuck...!"
Link hissed, his first curse of the night. He held onto his breath without thinking, his brow furrowed in concentration as he held back. He wanted to cum more than anything in the world, his grip on Purah's skin enough to leave welts.
Purah ceased the swirls of her hips, lowering herself down atop him with a tut-tut.
"Mmm, such a filthy mouth on you, Linky. Not befitting of a Hero, don't you think?"
Link blinked his eyes open when he felt her breaths once again condensating on his cheeks. He got one good look at that cocky grin of hers before Purah closed the distance between their lips, and they shared a deep, long kiss.
She brought her hands up to his cheeks, cupping them as she began to thrust down into his lap now, knees digging into the carpet while her hips ramped up their downwards buck until their skin began to ring out in that chaotic rhythm once more.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
Within less than a minute, Link was letting out desperate moans into her tongue as she pounded her hips down into Link with a ferocious intensity that could have certainly bruised lesser men. Purah pulled their mouths apart, spit bridging their lips and tongues together like gossamer.
They panted into each other's mouths as Purah lost herself in the carnal chaos, the holes and tears in her maroon leggings spreading wider and larger with every buck of her hips. She felt him knocking against her g-spot, and in the final volley of her hip-breaking bucks, Purah was intent on pulling him over the edge with her.
"You can- ahn! ...c-can cum now, Linky. Be the first mngh...! -the first man to plant his seed insideā¦!"
Purah's eyes rolled back a bit as the first signs of another climax began to pulse through her. When she refocused herself onto his face, his bewildered and slightly fearful expression caught her off-guard, but it wasn't until the tiny chain of eager throbs inside her did she connect the dots. That evil grin returned on her lips as she goaded him on, words hissed through heaving pants while her hips continued smashing into Link as if intending to break bone.
"...does the Princess not let you finish inside her?"
Link couldn't stop the gasp of pleasure, all the guilt and taboo spiking through him at her words. Again, she felt the excited throbs. He could lie, but no lie could cover the furrow of his brow, the quiver of his bottom lips. She had him in the palm of her hand.
Purah couldn't help but chuckle, one of her hands reaching up to tangle fingers into his blond, clutching tight. She leaned forward up to his ear again, giving it a playful nip.
"This trial is but a taste of what fucking a real woman feels like, Linky." her words stirred up emotions in Link that he didn't know existed, his pulse skipping several beats as his hands smoothed down to her ass. Purah was saying things that he dared not even think about, and having them whispered into his ear like this... "You'll have an eternity to rear a child with your favorite girl. But tonight let me teach you how, okay?"
Link groaned, spots forming in his vision again. The hands on Purah's thick ass ripped at her tights, clutching her flesh, her milky skin spilling between his fingers in excess. He couldn't fight back anymore, not when she gripped him so good, not when her pussy felt like it was siphoning him in deeper and tighter with every clap of their skin.
"Let go and let me take care of you, just cum for me, fill me up...!"
"NNGRAAGHHHH...!"
Link snapped, his hips giving wild upwards bucks that turned the clamor of Purah's needy fucking into a deafening cacophony of raw pounding. Purah squealed as he battered into her cervix, her tongue hanging out of her lips as an orgasm rendered her into a pile of fuckmeat. She collapsed onto his chest, cumming her brains out as Link took full control, her entire body thrown up and down on his shaft spearing into her over and over and over-
Link's world spiraled into a deafening ring and a blinding explosion of pure white, his climax ripping through his nerves with a force that made all his limbs tense up and his muscles go lax all at once.
He let out a roar he couldn't even hear, every pulse running through him enough to tear the breath from his lungs. Buckshot after buckshot after buckshot of potent seed blasted into the furthest wall of Purah's womb. She wailed into Link's skin as another orgasm tore through her at the sensation of his cum bursting into her and pooling into her depths. Link didn't stop thrusting, churning up the load he planted in her as his cum plastered viscous baby batter all around her inner heat. He rode out the second half of his climax by planting himself, shivering as more ropes seemed to burst out in an endless chain. The sheer volume of his load overflowed from the suctioning seal of her cunt, wads of sticky white bubbling out and making a mess between their skin.
Purah could only shiver, her entire body limp under the duress of the continuous bliss.
They rode it out together as Link's climax tapered out, the sticky mess leaking out between them onto the floor. Link had never felt this good before, and he let the pull of unconsciousness claim him as his body twitched in the wake of his release.
Sucking in a breath, Link blinked to consciousness when he felt the cool chill of the air brush against his nakedness. He rubbed his eyes, wondering how long he'd been knocked out. Purah was gone.
Taking in another breath, he sat up. For a moment, he wondered if he'd just imagined the whole ordeal, only for the sound of bare feet against hardwood to confirm that he wasn't alone. Bringing his attention to the sound, his mouth fell open at the sight of Purah slinking out from the corner of the silk screen, completely naked aside from her glasses and the sticks in her hair.
She put a hand on her cocked hip as she always did, her face as impassive as ever, as if she wasn't buck naked with his cum spilling out between her thighs.
"Good, I don't need to wake you up," Purah said, her mouth slowly returning to its subtle yet sultry smirk despite her voice returning to her usual authoritative tone. "Unbecoming to make a lady wait, you know."
Link brought his eyes up to her face. He gulped, knowing without even looking that he was fully erect, his stamina recharged to full capacity.
Purah raised a finger, and crooked it as she turned and slipped behind the screen from his view. The lamp that hung on that side of the loft cast a glow that illuminated her silhouette, and Link became more slack-jawed at her shadowy figure sashaying over to what looked like a bedside dresser before bending over it. His heart leapt to his throat, just the very shadow of her plump curves compelling him to shoot up to his feet.
He rounded the corner, and was met with the sight of Purah's body bent at the hip, her full ass and pussy presenting itself to him. The sight was enough to make Link stop in his tracks before Purah turned her head, her eye peering over her shoulder. A hand slipped behind her, fingers digging into the fleshy curtain of an asscheek. She pried it back, letting Link see cum splurting out to trail down the back of her long legs.
"I suppose congratulations are in order for passing your trial. But..." she gave her hips a teasing waggle, the sight dragging Link's feet across the floor as if some unknown force was entwined with his ankles. He brought his eyes back up to meet her half-lidded gaze. "...are you ready for your real reward, Linky?"
A moment passed as Link's shaft rested atop the cleft of her asscheeks, its subtle upward curve trailing out to the tip that cast a shadow on the small of her back. He reached out with his hand, running it down her skin. Purah pushed back with her hips, her ass pressing against his scrotum. They traded a mutual sigh of want.
Then, he looked up at her again with an eager grin. He nodded with a grunt, as if accepting one of her usual tasks. Purah bit into her lip, turning her head forwards again when she felt him spread her lower lips once more.
Looks like another sleepless night...nothing this body of hers can't handle.
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Part II coming soon.
