Zelda, Late Night Desires (Part 1) [Breath of the Wild] [MF]

Zelda shuddered awake to find herself soaked, traces of a delicious dream trembling in some dark corner of her mind.

Throwing off her blanket, she pressed the damp cloth of her white nightgown against her clit, loving how the cool night air felt against her exposed thighs and feet. Pleasure emanated in waves as she rubbed herself in smooth gentle circles. She began to glow.

From head to toe, warm ambient light illuminated her room in Link’s house, and she stopped. She held her breath, her hand resting on her belly as the room darkened. She didn’t want to be caught. She was still the Princess after all. Even if Hyrule Castle was not yet suitable for habitation.

Just as her magic faded away, flashes of Ganon’s defeat filled her throughs. The final battle after a century of waiting: the Goddess’ magic surging through her. Link and his wonderful sword. The fierce look in his eyes and his muscular frame as he darted into the fray.

Zelda pulled her nightgown up around her breasts and spread her legs, adoring how the cold air tickled her drenched pussy. She was so wet and aroused but she couldn’t touch herself again. She didn’t want to risk glowing and having Link run into her room to see what the matter was. Like the true hero he was.

But why not?

There was something clearly the matter. The princess was in heat. These were the precious few days of the month when her body would be the most receptive, the most wanting. When her magic would be at its strongest. Perhaps it was time to finally share herself with a man. To experience the true magic of life, a magic far older than even the goddess of Hyrule.

Perhaps that was what she needed all along. All those years spent trying to awaken her power. Visiting holy sites and praying to the Goddess… and all it took was the thought that she’d never been touched. When it seemed Hyrule was lost. When her friends had fallen. All she cared about was the fact she would fail without ever having experienced love, without ever having been with a man.

“You naïve selfish brat,” she whispered to the dark and slapping her pussy. The wet sounds felt much too loud. Sighing heavily, she slipped out of bed and looked out the window.

The moon was still rising over Hateno Village. It was dark out and, although Ganon was defeated and Hyrule saved, many people still did not venture out during nighttime. And who could blame them? There were still monsters roaming the fields and attacking travelers.

The princess didn’t know what to do about them. She needed to rebuild Hyrule, but she still felt so young. And she’d only just discovered her power. It’s not like there was anyone left to guide her.

Link sat beside a campfire in front of his house, his back turned towards her. He stuck a branch into the flame, and she watched for a moment before wrapping a blanket around her and joining him.

Had he seen her glowing earlier? Did he know? Or did he just assume she was practicing her magic? “It’s a wonderful night,” she said, sitting down beside him on the log and holding a hand beside the flickering flames.

He didn’t make a sound. They sat in silence, Link staring into the fire, Zelda studying his sharp features. This was better than dreaming in the darkness, she thought. The warm orange glow of the fire made him seem larger than life. She was getting wetter by the minute; all she wanted was to feel his muscular frame. To press her softness against him and… she looked away to catch her breath.

He didn’t notice.

“Link,” she said finally when she couldn’t take it any longer.

He raised his eyes from the flame and set down the stick.

Zelda released her grip on the blanket, letting it slip from her shoulders to reveal her white nightgown. Her nipples hard and raised, visible through the white cloth. “I never thanked you properly for allowing me to stay with you while Hyrule Castle is reconstructed.”

When he didn’t respond, she felt a flutter of panic. A hundred years ago, she’d caught him staring so many times. At her. At her backside. But after everything, did he remember? Link glanced down at her chest, and she felt heat rise in her chest, reddening her face. Their minds were connected through a special magic that connected all of time, all the many worlds, the twilight sky. She felt him within her, around her, felt her magic and his spirit, and she knew now was the moment.

“I want you,” she whispered, climbing onto his lap, wrapping her arms around him before finally pressing her lips against his. A shudder ran down her spine again.

After the first kiss, she pulled away to catch her breath, staring into his blue eyes. Link kissed her again, lightly, before placing a hand on her head and stroking her long golden hair. He smiled.

“You still never say anything,” she said, but a special warmth filled her heart. She reached for his drawstrings, undoing his breeches. “Now, show me your master sword.”

He closed his eyes as she kneeled between his legs, not taking her eyes off the bulge in his pants, mentally tracing its shape and length.

“Oh, my goddess,” she whispered, coming face to face with his raging hard cock as it sprung free. She could feel the heat and energy emanating from his beautiful length. It was long and properly thick, and she moved her face to it as if drawn by some mysterious force.

Holding his cock with both hands, as if it were actually a sword to be admired, Zelda planted a kiss on the throbbing vein that ran down his length. His cock was bigger than her head, she thought. She couldn’t close her fingers around its girth. It felt so powerful in her hand, throbbing and hot, so she kissed it again. This time on the tip where she found his precum in a burst of sweetness.

That made her pause and smile. She looked up at his blushing face then opened her mouth as much as possible and placed his cock on her tongue. The deeper she took him, the more she had to struggle. Link stroked her hair as she choked on half his length. When she finally gave up, spitting and sputtering for air, she giggled at the worried expression on his face.

“It’s quite alright, Link. Let me take care of your wonderful sword.” She kissed him again. His cock glistened with her saliva, so she kissed him all over. The muscles of his abdomen. His thighs. She ran her tongue down the length of his twitching cock, then held it up over her face as she slobbered over his balls. She stroked him with both hands, her spit making it slippery.

Link’s fingers tightened in her hair the faster she jerked him. She squeezed and sucked his balls into her mouth, pressed his cock to her face, and rubbed it as furiously as possible.

She kissed her way to his tip again, from the bottom to the top, and started to lick and tease him while still stroking him hard with her hands. She felt him stiffen then, his legs firmly planted in the ground. His shoulders straightened, he let out a groan, and his cock surged before splattering her face with his cum.

Zelda didn’t move a muscle as he clutched her hair and trembled each time his cock twitched and shot out another helping of hot white cum. It lashed out across her face and her hair, and she sat in surprise. Hot globs of his cum dribbled down her cheeks and lips as Link caught his breath.

He looked as if he’d apologize, but she grabbed his softening cock and pressed the tip to her lips. Without looking away from the innocent look in his eyes, she squeezed out every last drop of his precious cum and swallowed.

“Delicious,” she said, wiping the rest of her face with her hands before licking her palms clean, loving the surprise on Link’s chiseled features. “Come to bed with me.”

They kicked dirt over the fire. Zelda led him back inside, to the room where she’d woken drenched in her juices and aching for him. This felt like a dream come true, she thought as she undid the clasps of his clothes and pulled off his blue tunic to reveal his muscles.

She pressed herself against him, kissing him again and again, his cock pressed to her belly. She kissed the tip of his ears and told him to undress. He kicked off his boots, and she helped him out of his breeches. When he stood naked in the room, his cock soft, she retrieved a jar from one of her shelves. It contained a dark blue liquid.

“It’s an elixir,” she said. “Since Calamity Ganon’s defeat, there have been more fairies than ever in Hyrule. One of them helped me make this.” She blushed. “It’s for nighttime strength, and I would like to study its effects if you don’t mind.”

Link swirled the blue drink before gulping it down. Zelda stood, her fingers interlocked as she watched him straightened up. Blue magic coiled around his limbs. Then his wonderful cock was hard again.

Smiling, burning with desire from her toes to the points of her ears, she pulled him in for another kiss before pushing him down on the bed. She rolled her nightgown up to her hips then climbed on top.

“You might need to cover your eyes,” she whispered, guiding his tip to the opening of her pussy.

He seemed confused, but his eyes widened as she lowered herself. He was so thick and hot and hard, splitting her open. Light burst from her, but he didn’t look away. Link grabbed her hips and held on, and she shuddered as she took him. Going lower and lower, sliding down, feeling her entire world separating and coming together.

All these years, this was what she needed to find her magic. She felt her spirit in a way she’d never before. In a way she dreamed of. All those nights spent studying books and relics. Praying and pleading and begging. But this was never written in any of the ancient manuscripts. How the sword of the hero, reaching deep into her insides, could release every ounce of untapped potential.

“Link,” she cried out, as she sat down on his lap, digging her knees into his sides. He was completely inside her now, pulsing. Every time she sucked in a shuddering breath, she felt him.

He sat up and pulled her into his arms. Her light grew brighter and brighter, but Link’s face was nothing but focus. Just as it had been when he pulled the sword from its home in Deku Forest. When he used it against Ganon.

She kissed him again, this time out of desperation as she willed her body to conform to his shape. Sucking in a deep breath, her face flushed and her heart pounding, she started to ride him.

Softly. Gently. Her ass slapping against his thighs.

“This feels wonderful, Link.” Her voice caught in her throat as she moaned. Link squeezed her hips, his cock twitching inside her. The entire room was illuminated by her body, brighter than it’s ever been before, and she wondered if everyone in Hateno Village could see.

She took his hands and slid them down to her ass, wanting him to squeeze out every drop of her magic.

“All that time,” she gasped, her hips moving faster now. She planted her hands on his broad shoulders and slammed herself down upon him, taking him deeper and harder. “I spent a century with Calamity Ganon. Trapped under the castle. In his malice. This was all I wanted.”

Tears slid down her reddened cheeks. Her magic overflowing so much that the room felt bright as day. Link grunted and held her close, burying his face in her breasts as she rode him. And when she couldn’t any longer, when the pleasure proved too much, she buckled on his lap, resting her face on his shoulder, his cock still inside her throbbing pussy. His hands sliding up and down her back.

She kissed him on the cheek. “This was my first time,” she whispered, her breath mixing with is. “Was I your first as well?”

Nodding, Link thrust gently while she sat on his lap and moaned into his neck.

She wished this would last forever. The two of them. Wrapped around one another, her toes curled, her thighs squeezing his ribs. But just as before, she felt him tense. She felt his muscles tighten, and his grip on her ass made her cry out.

Zelda took his face into her hands. “It’s quite alright,” she said, kissing his forehead. “I want you to finish inside me.” She kissed him on his lips. “Hyrule needs an heir, and who better to sire the future than the Hero of Hyrule?”

Panting, she clutched him close before continuing.

“Whether skyward bound, adrift in time, or steeped…” She moaned and wrapped her arms around his head, smothering his face with her breasts. His fingers spread her butt cheeks, and he slammed her ass down on his lap with magnificent force.

“Steeped in the glowing embers of twilight,” she said, erupting in light as his hips came off the bed, raising the two of them. Heat surged inside her, building and building until her insides gushed with his cum. She felt her magic reach out across all Hyrule, expanding all over the fields and rivers. Then, in the blink of an eye, it all collapsed, and they sat, holding one another, gasping for breath and sweating in the darkness.

“Over the seas of time and distance,” she whispered in the dark. “When we need the golden power of the Goddess…” She slid off his lap and collapsed on the bed beside him, curling up into his side, feeling the warmth in her belly. His warmth. Deep inside her. “The two of you will grow stronger and be together as one.”

Link kissed her on the forehead as she hummed an ancient song. Something she remembered from her childhood in the castle. She stroked his hair until he fell asleep, breathing deeply and looking more relaxed than she’d ever seen him.

“Good,” she whispered. The room was dark and still now. And she knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep, so she went back to the window where she saw a crimson light streaking across the sky.

Her breath caught in her throat. Link’s cum dribbled down her thighs.

“It can’t be,” she said, biting her bottom lip. But it was. The Blood Moon. Rising through the dark. She shuddered when she thought she heard something out there in the still darkness. Snorting. Growling. And a whisper slithering through the darkness of her mind.

*I’m still here, Princess. Did you think you’d be rid of me so easily?*

Zelda shut her eyes and felt *his* presence, heat pulsating inside her. Her energy flared up once again. This time it was red. This time, when she opened her eyes, the blue was stained crimson. She smiled and stepped outside, seeking her calamity.

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