Purah's private loft echoed with the chaos of skin smashing into skin, a discordant din that was almost as loud as her unabashed squeals of pure bliss.
For the umpteenth time that night, she was cumming.
"O-Ohhh...Linky...!"
Purah fell forward onto her bedside cabinet, her body tensing up as waves of heat crashed through her nerves. Her fingers gripped the wood in front of her, clamping tight. Link didn't stop fucking her.
A delirious smile etched itself on her face. He hadn't stopped his hips bucking into her since she'd bent herself over for him, his relentless thrusts enough to drag her over the edge over and over and over again. She was more than a little impressed.
For Link's part, all he could see was breeding stock. He huffed heavy breaths through gritted teeth, his hands firm and entrenched into Purah's sides, her suppleness spilling in excess between his fingers. He let out weeks' worth of sexual tension and repression into every thrust, his mind unraveling at every stroke, every push that stretched out this woman's tight walls into the exact shape of his girth.
In and in and in, Link kept rutting Purah, his breath almost staccato. Sweat coursed down his skin, and he felt it spritz out between them with every clap of their damp skin.
He felt the asphyxiating grip of her orgasm begin to ebb, compelling him to push forward and fuck her faster.
"Ngh, ngh, ngh, ngh!"
Link grunted out every cycle of his hips, his pace so rapid that Purah could hardly breathe.
"Th-That's it, Linky, be a oh! -good little boy and fuck me, keep fucking me goo-AHNN!"
Link didn't let her finish. At her goading, he shoved her forward, her thighs now sandwiched between the hard muscle of his thighs and the edge of her nightstand, her face smushed against some more notes she had pinned on the wall.
She looked over her shoulder at him, her hooded eyes half-visible through the dense fog of her glasses. Link caught them all the same. He grabbed her right arm, digging the claws of his Zonai hand into her skin, pulling at her in a harsh tug.
Purah peeled off the wall, standing close to upright now as she turned her head further to meet his open mouth. They exchanged their moans through the knotted conduit of their tongues, spit falling between them as Link began to race towards his climax.
She could feel that virile cock of his throbbing inside as their noses crashed, heads shifting in a desperate tangle of lips. Link moaned the loudest he'd moaned all night, his left hand reaching up to dig into her bouncing tits, his palm smoothing up and down to feel her plush curves.
Link's hard bucking reached a fever pitch, Purah's body wracked with so much bliss that she didn't know if the toe curling pleasure that ran through her now was an orgasm or the sex itself. Link tore himself from her lips with a grunt before shoving Purah forward with his hands.
She caught herself with her own arms as she felt him reposition for the final stretch. Purah clenched in excitement around him, loving how her body felt, how rough Link tore through her, flattening her against her nightstand for the sole purpose of using her cunt.
Link gasped out as the seconds stretched out into what felt like hours. Both his hands were on Purah's shoulders now, pulling her into him to meet his blistering strokes. Purah's head had fallen forward, and he heard her ramble on curses and pleads, feeling her pussy grip him tighter.
He was on the edge, moaning out right alongside her as he felt the tension of his loins begin to unravel. He tilted his head up a bit, rasping for just a bit more oxygen before his lungs gave out. When he brought his head down again, his eyes focused on one of the notes Purah had pinned to the wall.
His eyes met Zelda's. He was too close, too lost in claiming Purah's cunt to know why Zelda's face was in Purah's pinned research, but it made his breath hitch. He felt a chill run through him and his gaze drifted over to Purah's body in a panic.
His eyes roamed up and down her naked back, her asscheeks that rippled with every smash of his hips, the sweat that raced down the perfect curve of her spine. An anxious, thrilling rush tore through him, as if he'd just realized what he was doing. Zelda was still out there somewhere, and here he was, balls-deep in the woman in charge of her rescue efforts.
Everything else fell away. No longer could he hear Purah's pleas and moans, the smacking of their skin, the wooden banging of her nightstand against the wall. He looked back up at Zelda's face, each inward thrust now making more and more spots form in his vision. He felt that rush again, that taboo. He remembered Purah's begging again, her urging of him to let loose. Zelda's picture looked back at him, smiling.
This shouldn't be happening, but as Link threw his hips into Purah's body with a force to make her scream, Link knew that was exactly why it felt so good.
Link's knees locked. His hearing turned into a white whine as his breath left him in a shuddering yell. Hilting himself inside Purah, he came, filling her with another fresh load.
Purah mewled, shivering all over as she felt his sticky release inundate her womb, pooling with his previous load. He didn't move at all, his cockhead wedged right up against her cervix, intent on emptying his balls inside her. Her gloving heat milked him for every drop he could give, eager to feel every drop.
Link opened his eyes near the end of his climax, feeling his semen begin to leak out of Purah to coat his balls and dribble onto the floor between them in waning strings. He was hunched over Purah's body, his face between her shoulder blades. He took a deep breath, and he felt a headrush at her sweaty scent.
He smelled her again, sucking in through his nose, pressing his face against her skin. He felt her giggle at that through her own panting. It excited him to know she liked it, and he kept kissing that area, growing needier with every sniff and every brush of his lips.
Purah bit her lip. The boy was still hard. Though he was close to exceeding her expectations, she was more than happy to know that her assumptions about what he'd be like in an intimate setting were on the rupees: he had the raging stamina and drive of ten men, yet the experience and eagerness of a boy.
She had set him down the path of corruption, and she was more than willing to help him see this little sidequest to its completion.
Link pulled back, his breaths haggard with want. Something about this all was making him go a little mad with lust, like some feral abomination under a Blood Moon. He licked his lips at the sight of Purah's naked back, and he ran his left hand down the center of it, his paler Hylian skin a delicious contrast against Purah's more olive complexion.
Purah was about to say something teasing when Link lifted her off the table. She stumbled back with a yelp as the hands on her hips turned her and threw her onto her straw bed. She felt him force her legs up onto the mattress, and Purah barely had any time to regain her bearings before she felt Link's palms spread over her lower cheeks and spread them open.
"L-Linky wh-...!"
An unholy noise squeaked out of her when Link planted his tongue flush against her puckered asshole.
Link moaned, pushing forward and devouring Purah's ass like a man starving. She'd goaded him into saying he could use her for all of his fantasies as his reward, and the full weight of such an offer was only just making itself clear to him. Consequences or not, he was ready to indulge in the reward to its fullest.
After all, he deserved it.
His tongue wedged itself inside her now, squirming inside Purah's rectum as he moaned, lips enclosing around the small chasm between the valley of her massive rump. Purah's eyelids fluttered, every stroke and wriggle of his tongue, every lewd slurp that echoed out making her chest tighten and her skin crawl. She never would have thought that her innocent little Linky would harbor such deviant and nasty fixations. Not that she minded.
Purah began to move her hips, grinding her ass back onto Link's face as he grew lost in worshiping her ass, his mouth and nose and entire face caught between those glorious cheeks of hers. His hands didn't stop groping and squeezing either, sliding around and pinching, satisfying his deep fantasies.
He felt her giggle again, giving a more intentful rub against his face that made him let out a muffled noise, his mouth full of Purah's ass.
"To think you wanted Auntie Purah's butt this badly...it explains all those pictures you have on your Purah Pad."
A throb ran through Link at the comment, as well as a flash of...anger? That wasn't really the right word for it, but it made Link pull back from his meal. He looked up again, catching her eyes. That feeling flashed through him again, and his fingers flew forward, shoving themselves in between Purah's asscheeks.
She gasped at that, a noise catching in her throat as he pumped into her, curling up and around, stretching out a part of her that hadn't been felt in such a way in over a century. She was growing wet all over again.
But again, Link didn't give her the time nor consideration to get used to it.
He slipped his fingers out of her, making her hips shiver. He took one last look at Purah's fat ass, how its roundness and her Sheikan skin glowed gold, more perfect than he could have ever dreamed. Then, his hands took a firm hold on each cheek, spreading her again.
Link had spent ample time to appreciate Purah's ass, but now it was time to conquer it.
They both shared in their groans when he shoved his cock between her cheeks, popping his head inside of her. She was too tight for him to slide in on one go, but Link didn't stop, forcing himself inside, ripping Purah's fresh 20-year-old rectum apart for his pleasure.
He hissed and grunted his way through it, pushing and pulling, her utter tightness suffocating him, his breaths growing increasingly-worn. Purah was no more worse for the wear, sharing in Link's pained grunts, her teeth grinding themselves down into sand, drool leaking out onto her chin as he kept digging into her rectum.
But in due time, Link was able to stretch her out for just enough comfort, Link's spit and copious pre-cum helping him along. Even if he couldn't squeeze all of his meat inside of her, there was ample room for him to begin establishing a rhythm.
It didn't take long until it began to feel very good for both of them as the rhythm grew a little faster, and his thrusts a little harder.
Whatever pain was left only added to the experience for Purah, little hums of bliss beginning to trickle out of her.
But of course, Link wasn't interested in languid cycling of his hips, he wanted to fuck.
After the rhythm was established, he didn't stop pushing himself deeper and deeper, stretching Purah's asshole out until finally, after an intentful thrust, Link was balls-deep. They both shared a moment in that position. Link's balls throbbed, his hands idly sliding up and down Purah's smooth skin as he pulsed in the choking pocket of her rectum.
The moment passed, and his hips pulled back before slamming forward. Purah squeaked, the harsh force stealing a bit of her breath before yet another thrust knocked the air out of her lungs. She barely had time to gasp in another lungful between thrusts as Link sped up, his shaft unyielding as it speared her open without stopping.
Soon enough Purah's loft was once again filled with the sound of clapping skin.
Link let out a long and savorous moan, every stroke of his cock inside of Purah's ass feeling better than the last. He looked down, never tiring of the sight of his cock sinking into between those massive cheeks. It compelled him to go faster, fuck her harder.
For the next several minutes, Link ramped up his pace, cycling into Purah's hot grip with a vigor that drove him to the edge faster than any other time that night.
"Y-Yes, that's it, Linky. Just do mmn..! -d-do whatever you want to me, fuck me, fuck me...!"
Purah goaded him the best she could between her moans. Her lower muscles flexed and clenched around his shaft at the perfect times, earning those little noises from Link that made her so wet. He felt as if his crowd would catch on something inside her whenever she clenched like that, a hot pulse of bliss spearing through him every time.
He let out a growl in frustration, that strange fury flashing through him again. It wasn't anger, no it was more...primal than that. He looked up at her face again, at her smug grin, at that condescending look in that eye that crested above her shoulder like a Sheikah crest.
She said something to him again in that voice of hers, half sing-song, half deadpan, another tease punctuated by another 'Linky~'. It was in that moment that Link embraced that primal feeling inside of him completely. He was going to put this bitch in her place.
He paused his thrusts to readjust himself. Purah suddenly felt a chill run through her at the look he gave her. He looked at her like a piece of meat. If the boy had lost himself to his lusts before, the look in his eye now told Purah that he wasn't just going to drown in such animalism, he was going to harness it.
Link wasn't here to just indulge in his reward, he was going to claim it.
"My, my, Linky...quite a scary look yo-"
SMACK!
Purah let out a stunned squeal, her body tensing up at the sharp spike of pain that shot through her. Link had just given her ass a firm slap with his right hand. Not a moment later, and he began to fuck her again.
Purah let out a little string of squeals now, her eyes going wide for the second time that night. The new angle that he'd adjusted himself in allowed him more leeway for his thrusts, each forwards push of his hips now driven with all of his weight, rocking her entire body into the bed.
"L-Linky you-"
SMACK! SMACK!
Purah couldn't stop the sudden slaps from silencing her, her voice dying out in her throat at the surprise and the pain that blossomed on her bare skin.
"Shut up."
Link spat his words through gritted teeth, working his way into Purah's guts all the while. He was tired of hearing this breeding stock talk. He had just spent weeks in the wild all over Hyrule, and he wasn't about to let Purah interrupt the reward she'd offered for him to claim.
He gave several hard thrusts in a brief skin-clapping volley, his swollen head digging into the roof of Purah's rectum with an almost bruising intent. Purah couldn't help but moan out again, her head falling forward as she felt her pussy throb. She'd done it. She'd fully brought out the side of Link she wanted to see. She somehow managed a chuckle through her ragged pants.
"Is that any way to- AAAHHHH!"
Tears sprang up into Purah's eyes as Link's Zonai arm shot out to grab a fistful of her hair. He pulled, hard, yanking Purah's head back by the roots of her hair. She didn't have time to even pry his hands off her head before he shoved her face into the bed, his hand maintaining its grip on her scalp.
"I said, shut up...!"
Link growled out his words before his hips began driving into Purah at full force, each thrust met with a firm slap of her asscheeks. He didn't waste anymore time as he began to fuck Purah silly.
Purah's toes curled in the onslaught, her throat going raw with the amount of moans and squeals that Link ripped out of her. All the while, Link's arm was firm in keeping her face pinned down on her sheets, her glasses askew, more than half her face buried in her bed.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Purah could only take it as Link let out a succession of slaps to her ass. He watched as her ass echoed out the impact of his hand after every smack. She wasn't trying to say anything now, but even so, Link's right hand lifted her head off the bed and shoved it down with more force for good measure.
Soon both of Link's hands occupied themselves with her hips, holding her steady for him to stuff her ass. Purah's hand found itself between her legs, fingering her clit as he kept railing into her, her rectum molded to the shape of his girth as he refused to stop burrowing himself inside as deep as he could go. His balls swung beneath her and crashed up into her pussy with every thrust.
Link came.
His eyes flew open as his concentrated breaths tumbled forth into shocked groans as a torrent of cum coated Purah's rectum in sticky heat. His hips slowed down their movement as he pumped in and out of Purah's ass, letting her inner muscle wring him of his seed.
Halfway through his climax and cum already began to gush out of the the crevice of her ass, bubbling out in a geyser of thick white. As Link's cock continued to throb out its load, the semen began to spill out over her cheeks, making a mess of her tanned skin, racing down the slope of her back.
By the time he was finished, Link looked at the mess he made, at the cum dripping down her asscheeks, at the rivulets running long lines up the small of her back and pooling in the middle of her bent spine.
He didn't bother taking a longer look before he began to move his hips again.
Purah didn't have the time nor energy to let out her surprise as she felt that rigid and insatiable shaft of his tunnel into her. She was quivering in his grasp, putty waiting to be molded into whatever fantasy he wanted as his hands grabbed her and turned Purah onto her side like a corkscrew, her body still embedded on his cock.
Their eyes met again. In this new position, Purah's legs were bent together, parallel, her feet hanging off the bed. All her weight was placed on the right side of her body, and Purah's overstimulated body could only lie there, her arms clutching the bedsheets as she looked up at him in a haze.
They didn't have anything to say anymore as they lost themselves in the rough fucking. Purah's thick thighs rubbed together, stimulating the needy heat between them. Her pussy was wetter than ever now, as if missing the feeling of Link being inside of it, longing for the meat that stuffed the Purah's other whole, separated by but a thin membrane of flesh.
Link's hands didn't stay idle this time, and he took advantage of the new position to grope at her tits, drag his fingers over her tummy, squeeze at her hips. He couldn't get enough of feeling, seeing, and fucking Purah's body, his cock throbbing in excitement at the sight of how his cum adorned her darker skin.
Once again, Link felt himself on the brink faster than he expected he'd be. The bedframe began to creak as his thrusts turned into wild bucks. Purah's orgasm ripped through her, shat flushing out between her legs as she drank in the sight of her little Hero, at his tight and sweat-glistened muscles flexing and straining in effort just to fuck her ass.
Purah would cum again when his hips let loose in a flurry of rapid bucks. She screamed for him, thrashing about as Link sprinted to his finish, his breaths hiccuping and choking on air as he expended the rest of his stamina into the mind-melting heat.
"Hngh-...!"
Link went red in the face, feeling heat boil over inside of him, the tension of his loins breaking free in a searing explosion of sensation. Both his hands gripped Purah's thighs now, clamped down tight to pull her into his final few thrusts.
He filled her ass again, the viscous seed bursting deep into her guts and making Purah feel overflowing with heat. The room echoed out with their collective groans, their desperate mewls. Link's pent-up seed cascaded out of her and made a further mess of her sheets, stickiness covered with more stickiness, the filthy squelching sounds of a well-fucked asshole sounding out with Link's finishing thrusts.
Purah felt all the tension inside of her body come undone, a wide and cock-crazed smile on her face. She loved all the cum that she felt barreling inside her, moaned out at how it clung to her skin. This was the mindless and animalistic release she needed, the perfect thing that her body afforded her that she'd so missed for the past century. She rode out the waves of their collective release, her vision blotted out by the pleasure, whitewashed in overloading sensation.
Purah sucked in another breath, grounding herself back into reality. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this good. With the brief respite, she gulped in air to catch up on her breaths, her head lolling about, looking towards the ceiling. She rolled onto her back, legs still pressed together, her arms at her sides.
That was when she felt Link's eyes.
They felt like the cutting edge of an ancient Sheikah blade, hotter than a brand, sharper than the finest of steel. She looked up at him, at the hungry look on his young face. A lump formed in her throat at the sight of the rest of him, all sweat-soaked, his lean body glistening in the lamplight. She swallowed when her eyes drifted to his crotch. He was hard as diamonds, and he was stroking himself in long pulls at the sight of her.
Purah needed him.
Her breath hitched at the thought, and in the same moment their eyes met. Her pulse sped up at the darkness in his pupils, at the way his mouth twisted into something akin to a snarl. He wanted to break her, and Purah had promised she'd let him.
Without a word, she parted her legs, a hand snaking down to her pussy to spread its lips open, show him how her insides throbbed for him.
Link's cock let out its own throb in response. He gulped, breathing harder as the tension inside his loins was wound tight once more. He looked back up at Purah's face. She looked a bit wearier than he was used to, but those eyes, that smirk...
The straw rustled and the bedframe creaked as Link climbed atop the bed, the rate of his breaths mirroring Purah's as he huffed like a hungry beast, crawling over her nakedness. A little trickle of his previous creampies leaked out of her. Seeing that compelled him to shove himself inside of her the moment he was on his knees. They shared a groan as Link filled her again, his throbbing cockhead nestled right up against the entrance to her womb.
Link pulled back and pushed forth in long, deep strokes, hissing through his teeth as her heat wrapped around him tighter, wetter, pulling him in greedy squeezes.
He fell forward on top of her, his arms planted on either side of her head . Purah reached up with her hands to grip onto his biceps. They shared only looks and moans as he began pumping into her faster.
Purah's hair was a mess beneath them, his rough treatment mussing up her bun and ruining it almost completely; it was a miracle that her hair sticks were still somehow nestled in the white of her hair. Her glasses were askew, one side of her frames sticking to a stray lock of her bangs, only a single fogged-up frame still poised over an eye. Link reached for the glasses and tossed them aside.
For the first time, he saw Purah's eyes without lenses to obscure their gleam. A throb ran through his cock. Their panting breaths intertwined in a muggy knot between their open mouths, exhales suspended between lips in an invisible tether. Link felt it pull for his tongue, and he leaned down, breathless. Purah's hand slipped behind his neck to ensure he didn't lose his way.
Their mouths crashed, and they kissed with a hungry but intimate intensity. Their lips sealed off the heat between their cheeks as Purah sucked on Link's eager tongue, swallowing his spit as much as he swallowed her moans.
Link's hips crashed into Purah's faster now, the strokes of his cock getting shorter. Purah's silky thighs rubbed along Link's sides, guiding him to fuck her deeper, fuck her harder.
Minutes flew by, and by the time Link had to rip himself off of Purah's mouth for air, her legs had locked behind him, her shins interlocked, pulling him inside. Link panted, breaths ragged as spit spilled from his lips onto Purah's face. Her lips glistened, all swollen and full, her moans wisping onto his skin. A strained look was twisted on her face. She was close.
"Stop playing around and show me how you should really fuck a woman, Linky. All those years shacked up with your Princess, and this is all you've learned?"
Purah said, taunting him between her vulnerable moans. Link knew what she was doing, but in his state he answered her with a growl, his hands ripping her arms off of his shoulders, pinning them next to her head with his hands clamped right beneath her elbows.
Another grunt, and Link began pounding down into Purah's cunt. His knees dug into the bed at an angle now, ensuring his hips had the optimal angle to shove itself into Purah's deepest parts faster than ever. Purah came within only a few moments of her taunt, her back arching up into Link as she thrashed about with her head, unable to break free from his grip.
Link didn't stop thrusting at all, powering through her tightening inner grip, intent on turning Purah inside out. She squealed in delight, having trouble keeping her tongue from flopping out of her lips. She looked up at him amidst her orgasm, her snarky words still fighting to escape her throat despite how fucked-out she looked, drunk on cock like a common whore.
"That's it, Linky...go wild on me, oh fuck, just keep fucking me until I pass out, I need you, I need your cum, just go wild-"
Link shut her up with his mouth, shoving his tongue deep down towards her throat to gag her. She screamed, struggling for air in deep inhales through her nose as Link's hips kept pummeling into Purah at a relentless pace.
Straw from Purah's bed spilled out with every resounding clap of their skin. If it weren't for Link's mouth fused against hers, perhaps Purah's moans could have risen above the near-deafening clap of their skin colliding over and over and over again, Link's balls smacking in sticky cum-stained slaps against her taint.
Purah came again, and again, and again, the string of climaxes making her eyes roll into her skull as Link fucked her through all of them. It felt as if he truly was rearranging her guts to his own liking, his entire weight and every fiber of those glorious muscles dedicated to his toe-curling bucks.
"Mmmn-phwahh...nghmnff...!"
Link's mouth stripped itself off hers, spit spilling and flying as he clamped his lips against her neck, sucking on her skin, breathing hard through his nostrils. His thrusts reached a fever pitch, and Purah couldn't stop squealing, wailing for Link.
"Y-YES THAT'S IT...OH...FUCK, GIVE ME YOUR C-CUM AHHN...! FILL ME UP, BOY, PUMP ME FULL OF YOUR HYLIAN SEED!"
Purah's legs tightened up around Leg's hips, forcing his thrusts to be shorter, deeper, making sure he ended every push of his hips at the hitl of hilt of his shaft.
When the tension inside of Link burst once more, he clenched, holding back the tide as far as he could go before he slammed into Purah for the first rope of cum to blast inside of her.
"HRNNNGH-...!"
Link's head whipped back, his teeth ground to dust as his climax ripped through his entire body. He pulled his hips back again, clenching to hold back the next rope of cum. Each clench and each backwards pull meant that each subsequent rope of cum shot further, shot longer.
Link repeated the cycle as long as he could hold out, groaning louder and louder, slam after slam, cumshot after cumshot. By the sixth cumshot, Purah was already unraveling into yet another orgasm, her eyes lost and her lips hanging open in a dumbfounded and overwhelmed state. She felt the swelling in her womb pooling hotter, pooling bigger.
"M-More, Linky..." Purah breathed out, barely able to form words amidst her shudders, struggling to wrangle the looseness of her tongue back into her cheeks. "Empty your balls into my...fertile, 20-year-old...womb...!"
To her utter shock, Link began to thrust harder.
A ringing sounded out in his ears as he forced himself into her mid-climax, the rawness of his nerves pulsating with every pull and push of his hips. He hissed, struggling to focus on the task at hand, his vision almost whiting out completely, but Link persisted, and with a frustrated yell his hands flew down to rip her legs off of his back.
Hooking his biceps behind the back of her knees, Link proceeded to lock his hands around Purah's waist. He didn't wait a single second longer before he pulled Purah's lower half off of the bed to fold her in half, her toes brushing against her ears. Link shifted his weight again, toes digging into the sheets.
With that, midway through what felt like an endless climax, Link began to fuck Purah's brains out.
Purah came almost immediately, her eyes rolling into her skull, her tongue flapping out of her lips. Link was merciless with his bucking hips, his fat cock churning up his loads, battering down into her, spearing Purah into her bed with his full weight smashing against the back of her thighs.
"OH FUCK, YES JUST LIKE THAT!" Purah said in mindless screams, her voice sounding younger than Link had ever heard her. His climax had finally tapered out but his cock felt almost numb, his whole body like one big nerve. "BE A MAN AND BREED ME, LINKY, FUCK ME GOOD AND GRANT MY BLOODLINE A HALF-HYLIAN CHILD-...!"
Purah's world collapsed in on itself, her ingenious mind suddenly turned into so much grey matter, a pile of mush concerned only with getting impregnated by Link's massive cock.
Whenever her vision didn't phase out, she looked up at the boy above her, barely above the age of 20, his features looking as if he hadn't aged a day since the day she met her when he was a teen. The fierce and twisted look on his face, etched with nothing but sheer desire and animal lust, it was something Purah never thought she'd see from him, and as she felt yet another climax render her nearly unconscious, Purah regretted not offering up her body to him earlier.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
Link's heaving breaths could barely catch up with the pace of his pounding. He'd never felt this good in his life; there had been many nights where he'd indulge in Zelda until the sun rose, but even with her vivacious sex drive, there was a lack of this feral want that pulled her towards Purah, this dark desire laced with taboo.
In and in and in, Link kept flattening Purah into the bed in a mating press, intent on fulfilling her pleas. Cum burst out of Purah's well-fucked pussy, streaking down over her belly and pooling up against the jiggling mass of her tits.
He looked down at her face, at how much she squealed and barely clung on to consciousness, only the whites of her eyes visible while spasms wracked her body amidst getting rutted like the beast in heat that she was.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
Purah focused her energy into refocusing her eyes on Link's face. His loose blond locks stuck to his cheeks, their tousled gold only highlighting the wildness in his eyes. This time, there was a strained furrow in his brow, a boyish quality to the way his eyes almost pleaded. He was close to cumming again.
"Come on, Linky...!" Purah rasped out, her energy almost sapped completely as the blur of his hips continued wrecking her cunt, making it his own. She squeezed her cum-laden cunt around his swollen shaft with intent. "Just breed me!"
Link let out a roar as his own eyes rolled into their sockets. His toes felt as if they were slipping from their hold on the sheets as he gave a final slam so hard that they heard the bedframe give several more loud cracks, more straw spilling out onto the floor of the loft.
He fell forward onto his forearms, and their lips found each other again as he filled her up with his potent seed. Time and sensation grew irrelevant to them both as their respective climaxes bound their sweaty bodies, Link's spunk bursting out of her and streaking down the front of her body to join the large sticky pool at the top of her belly, running down in thick lines down her cum-stained asscheeks and staining her lower back.
When it was all said and done, Link, to no one's surprise, was still hard.
They looked at each other, Purah bringing a hand up to cup his sweaty cheek as they exchanged panting breaths. Their skin was soaked in sweat, the sheets below almost completely damp in all four corners.
"...I knew I could count on you, Linky. You're doing a great job keeping pace with this fresh new body of mine," Purah said, sounding like her usual self asides from the scream-induced hoarseness of her voice. She gave a teasing clench around him. He made a low noise, his ears twitching. He felt Purah raise another hand to trace the pulsing green glow of the Zonai lines stitched across his chest. "...but the night is still a bit young, wouldn't you say?"
Link could only return her grin before lowering his head to hers. A few kisses later, and he rose up to Purah's challenge, a second wind coming over him, galvanized by the prospect of impregnating her with his pent-up lust.
As Link packed in another hot creampie deep into her cunt, pounding through with full intent to pump in another, Link had to hand it to Purah: despite his initial reservations, this reward of hers was the gift that kept on giving.
Hours compounded into hours until Purah's bedframe broke. Their rough fucking continued on through the night, and Link made sure not to waste a drop of his cum, making sure he planted it inside any of the holes she offered him.
Pinning Purah's head against the wall with his cock down her throat. Knocking over the silk screen in the center of the room and breeding her atop it with her hands gripping the topmost edge. Having her ride him and wring out creampie after creampie until her muscles gave out.
Their romp refused to be confined to just the top floor of Purah's loft.
Thirsty and a bit hungry just before dawn, they climbed down the ladder from the top...only for Link to grab her and throw her against the railing look out over the first floor, pounding into her with all his strength.
"L-Linky, we need to g-get down already-...!"
Purah rasped out, her fingers curled around the railing in a white knuckle grip. Despite her parched lips and her reasonable request, her hips rolled back to meet his, moans bubbling out of her at the feeling of his strong hands sliding up and down her body, ten places at once.
She let out a loud moan when she felt his lips clamp onto the nape of her neck, giving a hungry lick and a needy inhale of her sweaty scent. Link looped an arum around her belly, the possessive move rubbing against her swollen womb and earning another moan.
Link's Zonai hand reached up to her face, a finger turning her head around, a claw-like nail poking ever-so-slightly into her cheek. She loved that strange new hand of his, especially when he used it to handle her like he did now. Being over a century old and the head of so many responsibilities, Purah never had anyone aside from Robbie stand up to her, most men keeling to her authority and that cold aloof look in her eye. The fact that her most obedient Hero was the one who was pounding into her like this, making her moan for his cock like a whore, grabbing her face with his hand to make her look at his ravenous gaze...
"You said you wanted to get bred, right?" Link said, an uncharacteristically cocky grin spread wide on his lips. Purah almost came then and there. The arm he had looped around her stomach reached down and began to finger her clit. She furrowed her brow, almost in a pout. That wasn't fair... "You wanted to me to fuck this Sheikah pussy and fill it up with my cum, didn't you?"
Purah bit into her lip, already on the brink. He'd never heard Link curse before tonight, and every time he did it drove her mad with lust. She couldn't say no to him.
One of her hands left the railing, shooting up to the back of his neck and pulling his mouth onto hers.
She came not long after, squealing into his tongue. The glasses that she'd put on earlier were useless once again, all fogged up with condensation, but Link made her keep them on, enthralled with the sight of her in such a cum-crazed mess, naked with noting but those signature red frames.
He would reach his own end in a few more strokes, replacing both his hands to her hips, pounding out each blast of his baby better so hard her breasts flew forward with every shot.
Minutes later, and the two of them somehow managed to find themselves on the mess of a first floor, Link's feet almost slipping after catching on one of the various loose notes carpeting the hardwood.
Purah was used to stepping around her space despite all the tripping hazards, but she didn't have much to worry about when both her feet were off the ground.
She was in the middle of yet another climax as Link rutted her against the ladder. Her arms were both above her head, clinging onto an upper rung, her lower back slamming into the ladder with every hard thrust. Cum spilled down Link's legs, every cycle of his hips scooping out fat dollops of stickiness to splatter out and pool onto the floor, his cock scraping out every inch of her walls with the intent to paint them all over again.
He moaned into her chest, sucking on one of her nipples, his tongue eager to taste the saltiness of her sweat. When he felt her orgasm taper out, Link decided to slow down for once, dragging his meat out of her in long and savorous draws. The change of pace earned deep moans out of Purah as each inwards knock of his cockhead into her deepest parts felt more punctuated.
Link trailed his hungry kisses up to her collarbone, sucking the skin between his lips, leaving a little bruise. She squealed at that. He rose up to her face, and she gave him a scolding look but was unable to say a word before he captured her lips.
They made out for the next few pumps of his hips before his wanderlust for more of Purah's perfect body took his mouth down her neck, dragging across her shoulder.
His thrusts grew faster again, his balls clenching as he did away with the restraint, pounding into Purah in a furious race to the finish, compelled purely by animal lust.
Near the brink of her next climax, Purah let out a noise from her throat when Link buried his face into her exposed armpit, licking and sucking at her sweat, huffing her scent. The filthy worship of her body pushed her over the edge, and Link switched to her other armpit to give it the same treatment. His hands sunk deep into her ass as he grew intoxicated with Purah's most intimate flavor.
He came, their duet of fluttering groans replaced by the sound of moist smacking lips. She chastised him about almost breaking the ladder, and Purah had only a minute longer before that lust of his took over once again, and she was slammed onto the nearby table for another rutting.
"FUCK ME, OH FUCK ME, GODDESSES ABOVE YES, YES LINKY CUM IN ME!"
Despite her exhaustion and her chastisement of his rough treatment, Purah was too addicted to him and his seemingly-endless supply of seed to truly complain; it was almost as if every creampie that filled her gave her a second wind.
Link groaned out like an animal as he followed her request, giving her yet another creampie. He had her legs spread out, and he watched the small bulge in her tummy, a visual testament to the amount of baby batter he filled her womb with for the past several hours. The sight galvanized him to keep going, and he pulled up her legs, pushing them up against her body.
Purah obliged him, her arms hugging her legs, her forearms hooked around the back of her knees. Link started pounding her all over again, drawing out more of Purah's screams. The new position let her dangling feet point up towards him, face-level, and Link couldn't resist pulling them into his mouth. With eager moans he sucked on Purah's toes, his hands roaming down to grope at her thick thighs, playing with her breasts that shook and jiggled in tandem with the rough pounding.
It seemed like Link could never get enough of her, and his stamina would never run out. Purah suddenly gained a newfound respect for the Princess; nothing less than a real woman could handle a boy like Link.
Dawn cracked over the horizon, and as Purah was stuffed with more of his cum, she smiled a mad smile. For all of her accomplishments in science and Sheikah technology, tonight was the first time she felt like she'd truly outdone herself.
She gave Link one last peek before he turned her onto her front, staining the table and the mess of research notes with more cum, the look in those usually-docile eyes etching itself into her mind like a brand searing into skin.
In a way, Purah had fulfilled the same hubris of her Sheikah ancestors: she'd created a monster.
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