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Chap. 95: Firsts of Many

Mils swallowed again as Zelda reached for his trousers, and stepped in close enough that her breasts pressed into his leather jerkin. "Are- are you serious, right now?" Mils hissed, though Zelda could tell he was not protesting.

Instead, he seemed completely shocked. Mils' body language displayed that and that alone, perhaps with just the slightest hint of nervousness that his sister might might wake up and catch them. As her fingers slipped his belt through the clasp and opened the young man's trousers, though, that shock swiftly gave way to excitement. "I- I mean, you seem to be, so… uh… y- yeah, let's- let's do it. I'm ready!"

"I can tell," Zelda giggled quietly as she lifted his trousers from around his erection, which sprung up into the night air to thwap against his tunic. "Very excited… is that for me?"

"All for y- you," Mils agreed huskily. "But, I, uh- I ain't never… I mean, I don't know if I know-"

Zelda grinned as she leaned up to kiss him briefly, pressing his cock between their bodies a bit. "Don't worry about that," she exhaled into his mouth, "I'll take care of you. Just relax and enjoy it, alright?"

Mils swallowed, "A- Alright, Zi- er, Zelda. I'll follow your lead."

"Good," Zelda told him softly, then closed her hands around his shaft. "I've only done this a few times, but I've yet to hear complaints."

Zelda lowered herself onto her knees, and one hand started twisting slowly as it slid up and down Mils' cock, while the other moved a little lower, turning to cup his scrotum, which was largely withdrawn in the cold night air, but still heavy. "I feel like you have a good load for me," she told him, "Been saving up?"

"N- Not a lot- a lot of opportunity with, uh, with Mina right- there all the t-time…"

"Well, let it out now," Zelda whispered, "I'll take all you have to give me."

Then she leaned in and licked upward, from the bottom of his laden testicles to the very tip of his average, five-inch dick. "Mm… you bathed recently, but I still smell your odor… I love it. Leather and wood-oil, and the sweat of hard work… so delicious."

"S- Sorry if it stinks," Mils murmured. "You don't have to-"

"I want to," Zelda told him firmly, as her hand resumed stroking, twisting again as she did, "and it's a good stink. You're cute, Mils, and I want to do this. You don't have to be nervous. I promise, you'll enjoy this. And I already am."

From below, she watched the young man nod, then steel himself almost as if he was about to start fighting with Bokoblins. "A- Alright. I just… I didn't- didn't know women could… or would… d- do that with… a tongue. Ain't it weird?"

"For some, perhaps," Zelda replied softly as she leaned in to swirl her tongue around the head of his dick, "But not for me. I love it."

"Oh, Goddess," was his only reply as the sensation him him. "That's…"

"Just a warm-up," she interrupted, and licked down the left side, around the bottom of his testes again, and back up the other side, clear to the tip.

"Oh, oh Hylia…"

Zelda felt a little shiver deep inside her as she realized that, in some ways, he was saying her name, or one of the old names he'd had in long distant history, as an oath to the heavens. Another stroke of her hand followed, before she leaned in again, this time suckling on his left testicle and running her tongue over the hairy, wrinkled flesh as her eyes looked past his shaft to the astounded young man. "Delicious," she mouthed after letting it go, and starting to suckle the other in turn.

"Oh… oh, me… oh, my…"

"That good, is it," Zelda teased as she separated a bit.

"I… I feel like I'm gonna… at any moment…"

"Not too fast, I hope," she told him. "I want to taste it, at least. Less mess to clean up that way, too."

"I… I…"

Without another word, Zelda took Mils into her mouth fully, sinking past the head to about half-way down. He surged and flexed almost immediately, and she was worried he would pop off already, but after a few moments, he started to calm.

Slowly, the princess dragged her royal lips up the cock, reveling in the differences between it, and Bubmin's, or Thalla's. Mils was in the middle between the two size-wise, a good inch longer than the effeminate prostitute, and a fair bit thicker, while about the same amount shorter than the Bokoblin. None of them were the size of her Champion's, at least not in the fuzzy, sweaty, passion-filled memories she had of him… but adequate enough in their own ways.

A woman, after all, didn't need a humongous member to be satisfied. Too big was actually painful, and Link was on the verge of that as it was.

No, Mils was quite enough for her to enjoy. About the perfect amount, she thought, for Zelda to take all of in her mouth without gagging. And I'm sure he'd enjoy that… But not too soon.

Zelda slid down again, up, and then on the third, she pulled off completely to ask, "Do you want more, Mils? How close are you?"

"R- Really close," he groaned, "I ain't… I've never felt… so good…"

"You can do it whenever you want… just do it in my mouth," she told him, "I really do want to taste you."

"O- Okay. I can… if you're sure? It's kind of… nasty, ain't it?"

"Not to me," she replied, and sucked him in again. Half-way, quickly, and then five more fast bobs.

And down to the base, her green eyes looking up into Mils' dark brown as they widened in the torchlight, amazed as she went further, further still, all the way to the base, and her cute nose was pressed into the skin beyond his thatch of untrimmed hair. Zelda ran her tongue along the soft-hard space between the base of his shaft and scrotum, pressing into it, then back and forth around the stiffness as she slowly pulled away, up, higher and higher, to swirl around the head again with her cheeks hollowed out.

The cock in her mouth flexed, and Mils groaned, "Ah, I- I-"

Fluid gushed into her, and Zelda's eyes fluttered as her body launched into a small orgasm the moment the salty goop hit her tongue. Warm, liquidy, and she swallowed the first two huge bursts, then threw herself onto him again, sighing around Mils' pulsating member as she let the last few shots fire straight into her throat, as her hands and mouth pushed Mils back against the ancient stone of the ruined fortress wall.

Once he was finally done after a good thirty seconds or so, Zelda pulled away, her cheeks flushed, the faintest tingle in her cheeks from lack of oxygen, and suctioned up what little semen remained along the erection as she did. Her mouth opened to show Mils the leavings, then closed as she swallowed it. "Oh, Hylia," he groaned.

Zelda grinned as her eyes opened again to show that he was actually shaking, his knees trembling as they fought to support him.

"That… that was… wow," Mils murmured.

Zelda grinned and stood up, one hand trailing a few fingertips up the still-wet underside of the man's erection. "Your first blowjob, was it?"

"Y- Yeah," Mils replied. "I never… wow."

"I'm glad I was your first, then," Zelda told him, "That was… very fun. But have you ever returned the favor for a woman?"

She watched, amused at Mils' again-shocked expression as she rolled the skin-tight thin material of her body-suit down from the waist, then leaned into him and lifted one leg to pull it off. Then Zelda stepped back, showing him not everything, but her bare, dripping sex. "It's pretty simple. Just get in there and lick, lick, lick… suckle the little nub there after a while, maybe lick it gently, too… if you get brazen, put a finger or two inside me here…"

Mils gulped audibly, and nodded. "I… I can d- do that, P- Princess… I think."

"I know you can," Zelda told him with a sultry smile, "Believe me, even someone inexperienced will be great right now… I'm of a desperate need. Trade me places?"

"Of- of course."

The cold of the stone was shocking against her bum, because Zelda hadn't taken into account the differences in their heights, but that was soon forgotten as Mils sank to his knees too, and leaned in to inhale the heady scent of her arousal. "I… I can't believe I'm lookin' at the Princess' cunt," he whispered, more to himself than her, Zelda was sure.

"You can do more than look," she reminded him. "Lick me… ah… ah, yes, that's better…"

Mils was definitely no expert. Thalla, Sagessa, Celessa… even the young Koyin had been better at it. But Zelda was beyond caring. She liked him, and was already desperately horny. Yes, sucking him off had allowed a little orgasm, and yes, that had taken some of the need away, but the drop had been like a candle removed from a bonfire… one that had quickly resumed its previous size.

Inexperienced, yes, inexpert, definitely… but his tongue was alternately smooth and rough, and it flickered left, right, up, down, the gold-haired woman's pussy with energy and enthusiasm she would not have expected. Lapped up her dripping fluids with gusto, and, after she started to gasp and put one hand in his messy, green-tinted hair, suckling on her hooded clit a bit, too.

"A finger," she urged after only a minute or two, "Put one in… in me… The middle. N- ow- not there, the larger… ah… yes, that's it," she cooed, and let her head fall to the side, looking out the broken walls to the pristine night sky as she relaxed into the pleasure.

His tongue was fast and sure still, and the finger plunging in and out of her slowly wasn't a cock, but it was something. Warm, alive, moving on its own. Mils was no priest or priestess, but he worshiped her body as best he could all the same, and Zelda let herself relax against the stone wall, let herself enjoy it…

A noise prompted her to turn her head the other way.

White hair disappeared from the doorway they had used, and a few seconds later, the creak of the bed-frame below told Zelda exactly who it had been watching them, as if the shock of white hadn't been enough.

So Mina likes to watch, eh? Perverted girl…

The knowledge was just enough to tip Zelda over into her third climax, when she let Mils lap up almost like a puppy, before she pushed him down onto his back with a yelp. "P- Princess? Is somethin'- did I do something wrong?"

"No," Zelda giggled quietly, "You made me climax… but now I want more. You're hard again…"

Mils glanced down between his legs, and blushed. "S- Sorry, I… I can't control it."

"I don't want you to," she told him with a shrug, and reached down this time to peel her top off, too. Her nipples were already hard from excitement and arousal, but they puckered even more in the crisp air. "I want you to go wild with me, Mils. I want you inside me… if you want that. Do you want a Princess to be your first lover?"

He gulped and swallowed, "I… I never dreamed…"

"Liar," she giggled again as she stepped over Mils, a food on either side of his knees, and lowered her body so that, with one hand, she could guide herself to lay her slit alongside his raging, still-slick erection, and slid herself up and down the length with a hitch of her pelvis. "I heard you, and Mina… you've been dreaming about 'spearing' me, wasn't it? Well, now's your chance… unless you don't want to, of course."

"I- I reckon I do," Mils chuckled, "I, I just can't… can't believe it, you know?"

"Well, do," she whispered, and slid herself up and down again, before raising with one hand sliding around, circling him as the angle shifted, to point that dick she'd just throated upward, straight toward her, and lowered down so he was nestled just inside. "This is a princess' pussy, Mils…"

And dropped, slowly, gently, letting him enjoy it.

Because she was, too.

He was thicker than Thalla by at least a finger's width, and while the whore had been good, Mils stretched her much more fully… if Zelda had to make a comparison in size, Mils would be closer to the Yiga rapist's. But unlike then, when she was drugged to be compliant, she actually did want this, even if it was because her compounded, reincarnated soul or souls were driving her crazy.

Still, the adventurer had to admit that as her rump touched his hairy thighs, being full felt good. "Oh, I needed this," Zelda moaned, her head raised to the sky, partially visible through the broken roof. "I needed this badly, Mils… thank you. How… how does it feel? You aren't a virgin anymore, and a princess took it…"

"It's… right amazin'," he groaned, his eyes screwed shut. "I can't believe… So tight an', and hot, I just…"

Zelda rose up, until he was barely inside, and sank down again. Mils groaned loudly.

She fell forward onto her hands, her golden hair framed her face as she repeated the motion this time with just her hips. "Sex is pretty good, yes?"

"Never… never felt anythin' better… Goddess, it's so… so…"

"Mina watched us," she told him, and kept moving, her hips rising and falling as she spoke quietly, ignoring how Mils' eyes shot open in horror, "She saw you going down on me… I'm not sure how long she was watching, but… she knows. She's got to hear us… I'm sure she's awake."

"Oh, shit, th- that's not good…"

"I think it's great," Zelda giggled, and moved her hips faster. "She'll have less reason to tease you, now… you fucked a princess. If anything, she'll- she'll be jealous."

Mils swallowed. "That's also not good…"

"My pussy's not good?" Zelda teased, "I've been told it's great."

"N- No," he cried, "that's amazing, you're amazing! It's so, so good! It's just… just, well, M- Mina…"

"Mina can lick me too, if she wants," Zelda told him, and leaned down to kiss Mils as his dick flexed within her, "I think she's beautiful, and I like women and men both. You just imagined it, didn't you? Mina on her knees with her head between my legs, just like you were… making me feel so, so good."

"She likes girls," Mils groaned, "She- she might, if… but I wasn't imagin' that… she's my sister."

"Liar," Zelda said again, her eyes suddenly hard as her hips stopped, mid-rotation, "You want to see me lick her, and you want to watch her lick me, don't you? Be truthful."

Mils groaned, and thrust into her, instead, "I- I don't-"

"It's alright," Zelda told him, and moved down to meet his movement despite herself. Soon, their bodies were crashing together again rapidly, in an awkward, untamed rhythm. "I don't mind if she watches us… or you watch she and I. I think it's hot… beautiful. Don't you want to see her face when you… when you release… all that hot cum inside… of me?"

It took several seconds, twelve or more thrusts from when she finished asking, for Mils to admit in a low, husky groan, "Y- Yeah…"

"Good," Zelda replied, then sat up straight again, "Touch me, here… my breasts, Mils… hold them in your hands while I ride you. When you cum, do it inside me, too… don't worry, I'm drinking an herbal tea, I can't have a child yet."

"O- Okay," he grunted, and put his hands on her, pawing, groping…

Roughly, needily, hungrily.

Zelda wanted to chide him for being too rough, but in truth, she enjoyed the treatment far too much. It reminded her in a terrible way of how the Yiga had used her body, how Bubmin had enjoyed it. How she had loved the touch of the Octorok, at least in the heat of the moment, how it used her holes again and again, and she had let herself be its plaything until both were fully sated.

She liked being in charge…

And she liked being taken.

Equally.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

Zelda's body was trembling, quavering, and she reached down with one hand to rub circles on her clit as she bounced up and down. Mils' cock speared into her again and again, thrusting wildly as he grunted between her legs, and…

He climaxed, spurting out without warning. Smaller than the last load by far, but still forcefully enough Zelda could feel it even if she didn't see or hear his reaction, notice his body tensing and spasming. That feeling, combined with the fullness and her hand on her clit, was just enough to tip Zelda over herself as his climax wound down.

Her own body shivered and rolled with the familiar waves of orgasmic bliss for several long seconds that left Zelda half-paralyzed as she hunched over Mils, her hair dragging on his jerkin and tunic as he filled her even more fully, and trembling shivers of pleasure and relaxed bliss followed in their wake.

Slowly, once both were fully done, she slid off him with a squelch, and brought the combined goop that hung from her snatch to her mouth with a palm, and gave her hand a thorough cleaning with her tongue. "Better?" she asked quietly.

Mils only stared up at her, dumbfounded. "Er…"

"Yes, it was quite good," Zelda teased, "and I enjoyed myself. I take it you did, too? Was it everything you dreamed?"

"So much better," Mils groaned.

"Good," Zelda replied quietly, "I'd offer to clean you up… it looks tasty… but I'm afraid you'd be hard again, and you need to get some sleep. Your watch is almost up, I think."

"Er… Oh. Y-yeah… okay."

"I'll head down," Zelda grinned, as she stepped into her armor and pulled up the pants, then slipped the shirt on once more.

She made it down while Mils was still struggling with his pants, but Zelda didn't enter the room she had claimed and that now they shared quite yet. Instead, she paused outside the door.. and reached into her pants again. Another healthy dollop of Mils' semen came up on her finger, and was pushed into her mouth.

Perfect, Zelda thought as she stepped into the room seconds later. The fire was banked low, but Mina was facing the door (on the bed, of course, now), with a spark of orange reflected in slitted eyes. She's watching… perverted girl.

"I know you're awake," Zelda told her softly, "and I don't mind that you watched. I want you, too, after all… you're beautiful."

Mina stiffened on the bed, but did not otherwise make any sign that she was awake. Zelda didn't care. Instead, she crossed the room and knelt at the side of it, then brushed a lock of Sheikah-white hair from the tanned girl's face, and leaned down, "Kiss me… If you want me. If you don't, this will be the last time I bring it up."

It had been a bit awkward speaking like that… but as Zelda's lips touched Mina's, the young woman didn't hesitated to press her own mouth against the princess'.

Nor did she deny it when Zelda's tongue sought entrance… and pushed with it most of a finger-full of semen.

Instead, Mina froze only when Zelda pulled away, and the taste hit her. "Swallow it, there's a good girl," Zelda whispered. "Taste it… savor it. If you want me, you will have to share."

Mina grimaced in the dim light… then nodded against the bed. Her mouth closed tightly, and her throat flexed, convulsed… and the mouth opened again, her tongue extended. "Clean," Mina whispered, so softly Zelda barely heard over the crackle of the low fire and soft moan of the breeze through the ruins. "I can't believe you made me swallow… that. His."

"You still did it," Zelda grinned cheekily, "and I thought it was sexy. Rest, Mina… tomorrow, you and I can have our fun, because I'm not satisfied yet. Your brother shouldn't have all the fun, should he?"

"N- No… it's about time he got some, though. Thank you," Mina whispered. "I'm… glad you did that for him. Hopefully he won't be such a pushover in future."

"Mm. You're both welcome. Sleep… my watch now, and I hear him coming down the stairs."

Mina rolled over, and Zelda stood up. Mils' book was in her hand as she sat down in the same spot he had vacated a short while earlier, and if he noticed that Mina had taken the bed instead of her own bedroll, he didn't protest. Soon, the breathing of both siblings had evened out, while the ancient tale of the Hero of Twilight swam from the pages to her memories, and beyond.