Zelda was exhausted beyond belief. She had been on horseback almost all day, and frozen to the bone from being in the snow. Now that her camp was established with the champions all nearby, she felt safe to take her leave and head out to the nearby hot springs Revali had spoken of. He mentioned they were just over a nearby ridge, easily within hiking distance. Despite the weariness of her body, a warm dip would be just what she needed to ease the saddlesorness of her rump. After prepping her warmer gear, she headed out.
It took roughly half an hour, but she could see the steam rising behind a short crestfall. She nearly laughed in delight when the water was finally in her vision, but stopped short of the ridge because she heard a splashing nearby.
Apparently, she had not been the only one with this brilliant idea.
Slowly she eased herself down the path, trying to peek around one of the smaller crests and there she spied some armor, and a distinctive bow.
Master Revali had beaten her to the punch!
Now that she thought about it, though, this was not entirely disadvantageous. She'd always wondered… Were the Rito feathery EVERYWHERE?
Zelda, her scientific mind piqued with curiosity, crept as gently as she could possibly manage, imagining herself a Shiekah, until she found herself behind a massive pine tree and some rocks that allowed her a perfect view of the springs without revealing her position.
Revali had been resting in the springs as she stealthed into her hiding place, but now he stood in the center of one of the larger pools and shuddered to shake off the droplets of water that rested on the hydrophobic surface of his wings. He spread them out in a long arc and flapped them, lifting himself slightly from the water and Zelda barely managed to stifle a gasp.
Apparently, not every inch of the Rito body was covered with feathers. There was a bare ridge of pinkish-red skin exposed below what would most closely approximate a human abdomen, lowly centered between the hips. It was long, and thick, and had almost muscular bulging to it, but not quite. Clearly phallic in nature, Zelda could only imagine it was some sort of genital apparatus. Perhaps cloaca had become useless to the Rito for one reason or another as they evolved over time. She wished she could ask but did not dare. This was not the sort of thing she should be doing, but her thirst for knowledge could not be quenched. Maybe if she were lucky, he might engage in some self-stimulation… She had heard of male Hylians engaging in such behaviors.
Revali landed back in the water after his stretching and began to ruffle specific sections of his plumage at will. First his crown and crest, then along the shoulders and his long wings, and as the feathers trailed in a wave down his spine, he flicked his blue tail feathers, flick, flick. The water droplets flew off him in a whirling cascade as if being flung by trebuchet. He ducked his head under the water and emerged again, repeating this process at least three more times, and every once in a while she caught another glance of his member. It continued to stay roughly the same shape, which suggested that perhaps this was not a state of flaccidity but tumescence, if that was how it worked, as it was not in any way wiggly, nor did it appear to stretch or sag, or even wrinkle with the water. The flesh did not appear supple at all, but stern, rigid.
She was hoping perhaps for a closer analysis of this appendage, but was regrettably interrupted. Most abruptly, Link emerged from behind the ridge, and headed with a purpose toward the spring. Zelda did her best to continue concealing herself behind the rocks as he slid down the ridge to the entrance of the main pond where Revali was dallying.
Link stood at the water's edge, a bit above Revali given the depth of the waters.
Revali didn't hesitate to sneer a little.
Link motioned with his hand towards the spring as if to say, "May I?"
Revali rolled his eyes ever so subtly, then gave a nod of assent.
Link stripped fully and Zelda felt herself blush as she watched him from behind. She could only see his backside, but his skin looked so smooth and soft. It was a youthful buttocks but also firmly formed and led down to his muscular thighs. Another worthy specimen of observation! How might the bird react to this boy entering his territory? It was well known among Hylian biologists that a large portion of avian species were wildly territorial.
"I suppose you overheard me telling the princess about this little spot…" Revali grumbled, and Link offered a small smile.
"Quite relaxing isn't it?"
Link took a moment to look around the springs. The crags and outcroppings of stone, the white snow, flakes drifting down in hazy patterns all around, all the while steam rising softly from below… It was very relaxing, actually, so he nodded in agreement.
Revali sat down on an outcropping and sighed with exaggerated weariness. "I suppose you must be tired, traipsing after little miss princess all day."
Link's lips squirmed. Skepticism crossed his eyebrows. Zelda felt a small flush of embarassment creeping across the apples of her cheeks.
"No, no, of course you'd never speak ill of her highness. But everyone in the camp knows she is quite displeased with her chosen knight at the moment."
The boy must've played poker before, because after that brief break, nothing showed on his face.
"We all heard about the encounter at the shrine. How you followed her there. How she told you off. It must be frustrating, not feeling like her special, chosen-no, destined-guardian, but a hired hand she's settling for."
Zelda, still watching from behind the trees, wondered what this was about. Such odd behavior. She knew Revali detested Link, but could only begin to guess why he chose to interact like this directly. Territorialism at work? The intrigue deepened.
Link had sat down across from Revali on another outcropping, but abruptly, almost frighteningly fast, Revali had closed the gap between them, and now stood before him, fully erect in more than one way, towering over him.
"It's a shame she seems to take you for granted. Wouldn't you love to give her a reason to be jealous? Make her appreciate you again?"
Link's face didn't crack an inch.
Revali lowered himself in the waters and he used his right arm feathers to reach out and slowly stroke Link's face, then trail downward. His feathered hand disappeared into the water, dead center between Link's legs. He leaned in, pressing his beak against Link's ear and whispered breathily, "I could think of a few things that could turn her green with envy…"
Zelda's cheeks had gone from pink to crimson, and not just because of the cold. She knew that some birds were capable of same-sex mating rituals, but Revali from all indications had appeared not to be interested in the male of his species. Perhaps only male Hylians appealed to him? She felt ashamed wanting to watch him continue his attempted seduction of Link, but she had to know. How would Link respond?
Link let out an audible gasp. The wet, feathery grasp around his cock was a sensation he'd never experienced before, and it felt incredibly good. The combination of the heat and moisture from the waters of the hot spring, along with this sinewy caress was almost unbearably soft and pleasurable. His body began to respond almost immediately, and he could feel the blood draining into a tumescent hard-on.
"Or maybe you'd just like a good fuck?" Revali continued massaging between Link's legs, tugging on his member as it swiftly became engorged. He wasn't sure if Link's arousal was so urgent due to pent up horniness, the extremity of the scenario, the heat of the hot spring, or a combination of all three, but it didn't matter to Revali. He stroked and squeezed slowly, and with every movement of his hand, Link's chest rose and fell with shuddering breaths. Initially Link tried to keep his eyes open and watch Revali move, almost glaring at him, but the knight finally gave over to pleasure, closing his eyes and arching his back in the water as the champion increased the strength of his grip and the speed of his strokes. Link was breathing raggedy and hard; Revali could tell he was close to coming. He leaned back and watched the young man struggle with his body's natural response. He was so tempted to let it happen now, but instead, Revali pulled away.
Link actually made a small noise, almost a whimper of longing, as if to ask, "Why did you stop?" But he said nothing.
The champion stood slightly above Link. "Stand." He begrudgingly obeyed, and Revali said, "Turn around." The Hylian did as he was told. Revali grasped his hips from behind and stroked the sides of Link's chest with his feathered grips, and then he reached around to continue stroking the boy's cock. Link sighed with pleasure, and as he released this sound, Revali entered into him from behind. Surprisingly, his hole was quite welcoming - not gaping, but it wasn't a struggle like with some. Maybe the heat of the springs relaxed the entrance. This time it was Revali's turn to gasp. Link's asshole was so hot and snug.
Zelda was beyond shocked. All of this was transpiring so quickly. Was such behavior normal? Were the two of these men engaged in some sort of sexual power struggle? Link clearly wasn't necessarily attracted to Revali, and Revali absolutely despised Link.
Revali began to thrust inside Link, at first slowly, and matching the time of his thrusts to the way he handled the knight's cock in his hand. He pressed his full weight against him, pushing the Hylian against the wall of the hot spring, bent over into the snow and into a bow of ecstasy.
Zelda couldn't help but feel a little aroused watching them. They were so lost inside their own sensations. Link's eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily, making grunts and groans of pleasure. Revali thrust into him wildly with abandon, and made his own moans. It was all so unrefined and coarse and yet, she felt her own areas moistening. A little touch couldn't possibly hurt, she told herself as she reached down into her leathers and began rubbing in between her folds. She was unsurprised to find she was incredibly wet there. She watched Revali entering into Link's ass again and again and stroked her own pleasure spot in time with his movements, slowing down and speeding up as he did. She only wished she could somehow lose herself the way they seemed lost in their own excitement…
"Your highness?"
Zelda nearly shrieked with fright, but managed a small gasp of shock instead. She whipped her hand out of her pants and turned round to see Urbosa.
"Looks like we all had the same idea, huh?" The tall gerudo motioned to the towels in her hand, leaning just a little to the side to watch, "It's a shame they got to it first."
Zelda was taken aback. "Are you not… Shocked by this?"
Urbosa shrugged her shoulders. "Just two guys letting off steam."
She came closer to Zelda, and whispered, "And they weren't the only ones I saw doing so, by the way…"
Zelda felt her blush returning.
"I could help you with that, you know."
Zelda's eyes widened as she backed up against the pine tree she'd been using for cover before. "Urbosa, I didn't think…"
"Don't think, princess…" Urbosa leaned in and kissed Zelda on the lips. Her mouth was hot and wet and Zelda felt a tingle travel from her tummy to her toes, then back up into her chest where she felt a wild fluttering inside her belly. She instantly warmed all over and melted into Urbosa's grasp. She felt a larger, yet feminine hand reach into the front of her leathers and soon she was taken up in ecstasy, the fingers exploring her folds like a nearby cavern.
All the while, Urbosa smothered her with kisses on her mouth, her eyes, her ears, her neck, and Zelda could tell she was losing herself in the moment, but it didn't matter.
Urbosa peeled back the layers of Zelda's tops and took one of her small pink nipples into her mouth, suckling at it, licking it, and then squeezing it with her free hand. Zelda knew she was making noises, worried that the men nearby would notice, but she could still hear them making sounds of their own. This backdrop only increased her pleasure. Their sounds of wild abandon were a sensuous backdrop to the sensations Urbosa was teasing out of her.
Urbosa leaned in close to Zelda's face and said, "You'd like to watch them, wouldn't you?"
Zelda felt Urbosa twisting her around and pressing her face down against the surface of one of the larger rocks. She was able to rest her head just so where she could see Revali thrusting into Link still, and recognized the sensation of her pants being pulled down to expose her buttocks to the frosty air. Urbosa started rubbing her folds with her fingers again, and this time Urbosa's tongue began to explore her pale backside. She drew odd shapes, drawing ever nearer to the hot pink center. Zelda's body began to shudder with waves of sensation, all the while she could see Revali still taking Link from behind, stroking his cock as they grunted, rutting like wild animals.
While one hand worked on her clit, Urbosa worked the other hand around to the girl's nipple, and finally she began teasing that sugar candy asshole. She lapped at it, slowly circling around it, and finally as she took her fingers and shoved them inside Zelda's gushing wet pussy, she dived into the asshole with her tongue, wiggling it erratically. The princess' body began to spasm with pleasure, and she could only look on as it seemed Revali and Link were close to experiencing the same levels of pleasure.
Revali had been going at it for several minutes. Each time he felt that the boy was close to reaching climax, he pulled back on his strokes and stopped thrusting. He knew the boy's prostate was swollen from pleasure, but he did his best to wait until the throbbing subsided before he began again. He wondered if Link would just let him keep going on indefinitely. He definitely had the endurance for it, but Revali wondered if he himself had the stamina to keep up with it. No matter. He was so close himself… It might be time to let it go. He gripped the boy's hip firmly with his left and his cock in his right, and finally began to really unleash his full strength. Link's body jerked beneath him, and he shuddered and moaned and gasped for air and whimpered until finally, Revali felt his member spasm and release his seed into that delectable cavern of ecstasy.
Zelda, watching them from her perch, could tell that Revali was close to finishing. His movements had sped up and he was thrusting into Link so hard that with every pistoning Link cried out. His sounds of pleasure blended into her own as she felt Urbosa reaching inside her with her tongue and her fingers, stroking and wriggling and squeezing and biting and finally Zelda felt her body tightening and releasing over and over again, waves of pleasure humming through her with such intensity she couldn't help but to cry out.
Off in the distance, Daruk had considered approaching the hot springs himself. A lesser known fact of Gorons, however, was that they actually had surprisingly decent hearing. All that yelling and shouting - it was clear that the springs were far too hot for enjoyable use, and he knew that he was better off keeping an eye on things at camp.