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Expressions of Lust	By : SSjDiizoid Category: Zelda > Het - Male/Female Views: 29163 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Expressions of Lust
- 2-Chapter 2: Nirvana in the Sky, Hel on the Surface.
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Begun at 7:06 AM 5/14/15 Finished at 2:29 PM 5/24/15

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I am not making one single cent from this work of fiction, either, imaginary or otherwise.
The Legend of Zelda, Expressions of Lust

Chapter Two - Nirvana in the Sky, Hel on the Surface
"Ah! Master!" Fi's desperate moan filled the night air to the steady thump of hard swordsman flesh against the willing sword spirit's wet loins, the grass beneath their rough coupling already damp with her dew and his overflowing seed. Link grunted in agreement with her pleasurable emissions and curled his fist tighter into her hair, drawing Fi's flexible back even further into an arch to accommodate this odd position, her lain out on her stomach and toes, he thrusting from behind into her snatch. Without arms for support she still managed to comply with his demand and craned upward until her belly cleared the ground, toes gouging new tracks beneath them. From the better angle his cock speared her sopping cunt that much more quickly, harder, and both sang their heightened bliss freely, with only his loftwing for company on this deserted patch of land several flights on from Skyloft.
"Goddess, you're as much a filthy whore as she ever was!" The search for Zelda on the Surface below was still fruitless, and this was not the second, or third, or fourth time that Link had sated his frustration and his needs with Fi's help. All these abandoned rocks in the Sky, they had learned together, were perfect for such midnight trysts. And Fi had grown quite accommodating with each successive union, becoming more readily vocal in her delights and bolder in her positions, almost as if she were trying to fill Zelda's role with perfect precision.
"Do you like this?" he grunted as he rolled their hips together, dipping down to nip at the side of her cool neck. The glassy flesh remained supple enough to bruise yet not break, and little purple patches littered her throat already. Fi groaned her approval.
"Mas... MasTERrrr.. !!"
Even as she clenched and shuddered, her thighs trembling in wonderful ways that sent his cock into overdrive, Link leaned down to lay her into the wet grass, breathing hoarsely as his motions slowed to ride out the sword spirit's latest climax. He squirmed his free hand underneath her ruffled tunic and cupped her diminutive yet welcome breasts one after the other, his breath quickening. "Fi! Hah!!" Unable to draw out his endurance any longer, Link directed his grip to Fi's waist and hastened his pace to full, no longer pulling out more than half-way before their thighs collided again. Slick, fast, rough, hurried, frantic.
"Aah!" She trilled vibrantly and began quivering, downright vibrating at the point of contact, the heat in her sex overwhelming rather than diminishing. A chorus of pleasure flared to life and spread outward to encompass her form as never before, a crescendo of the hour's hard work and harder delight harmonizing to new heights. Link panted at her shoulder like a wolf.
Only a strangled whimper bled across her cool lips when at last they stilled together many seconds later. Though built with the means to couple so, the sword spirit had her own limits like any woman, and they had finally been reached, as one blessed orgasm chained into another, another, another, and Link filled her cunt with what felt to be all the cum he had deposited that night at once. They slumped down at last, he rolling out, and off of her, to lay at her side with a forearm laid across his brow.
"Hylia..." he swore then, eyes half-lidded. "What was that?"
Fi stirred weakly and rose half-way before collapsing across his chest. Her mouth found his again with an exhausted slant of joy. "I predict... our state of sexual bliss is... beyond one hundred percent, Master..." Abruptly she flickered and retreated once more into the Mastersword, leaving Link to breath in their heady scent and eventually stare up at the stars in the night sky in thought.

Impa's fingers pinched hard at the pebbled tits straining through the surface of Zelda's soiled white gown, the blond woman restrained by shibari - rope bondage. Kneeling with legs spread, panties aside to bare her dripping pussy to the warm night air, the desire coursing through the Skyloft female could not be denied - though denied she had been indeed, in the precious few occasions granted to her for meditation that she had instead channeled into fleeting sessions imagining Link's hard prick buried to the hilt inside of her loins. It was futile. No matter how she tried, her slim, soft fingers were no match for her childhood friend and secret lover's girth, or his calloused hands on her pert breasts.
Another plop of slick juice splashed across the tiles underneath. Impa leveled an accusing stare. "So wet. Your thoughts are centered upon the boy again." Left hand dipping between Zelda's thighs, Impa brushed the engorged labia so lightly that it may as well have been a draft of wind from the nearby fire. "We grow short on time and this is what the incarnation of the Goddess Hylia spends her precious mortality indulging in? Reducing herself to a simple orifice to be filled? Would you lay with any male that presented you a cock?"
Hazy tears swam in Zelda's eyes, tears of desire, frustration, and anger. I would not! she tried to speak around the fingers pressed between her lips, stilling her tongue. It came out a strangled moan. I only want Link! She was not pure enough, Impa's unending teasing only made it that much worse. Reading the answer writ across her sweat slick features, the Sheika tribe leader said, with no room for argument, "You would."
Rubbing at the inner flesh beside Zelda's wetness, Impa finally laid one finger into the crux, pressed her thumb against the clit, and rubbed in tortuously slow arcs from side to side, hardly penetrating at all. Yet still Zelda reacted like a desperate Loftwing, thrusting against the ropes, thrashing in their expertly placed hold, trying to stir the waves of agonizing pleasure into a sea of bliss. "You would," she stated again. "Yet I shall not allow you to disgrace your honor, your purity, even further with the filth of this land. If you must debase yourself so far as that than our quest is truly futile. Now still! Or I shall leave you so until the morning comes!"
With utmost reluctance and, somehow, a desperation to simply climax again, even if in the Sheika's terrible hands instead of Link's, Zelda fought herself to a trembling hold and closed her eyes. Impa waited patiently. After a minute that felt to be an eternity, those rough fingers withdrew from her mouth and took to her nipples again.
Then Impa began to finger fuck the Goddess' incarnation in short, hard strokes, divinely-appointed hands granted the brief right to defile Zelda so - and always, if need be, until they were through.
The night air about their camp rose with the animalistic groans and mewls that crawled from Zelda's throat. Impa leaned down to kiss her - they could not afford to waken the beasts below, though how Zelda's scent had not aroused their interest yet she could only guess at - and swallowed the blond's saliva as much as her cries of nearing satisfaction.
It was Link whom Zelda imagined then, as ever, kissing her roughly, groping at her folds and smirking richly against her mouth, teasing the lower lip. Oh, oh Link, oh Goddess, please, I need it I need it I need to feel your embrace agaaaain!!
At the end Zelda could not contain herself. She shook like a lunch bell being rung by Groose, and for the first time in the many months since she first fell from Skyloft to this Surface-beneath-the-Clouds, Hylia's incarnation came, over and over again, crying with the pleasure of it all, drenching her knees and lower legs in a shower of fluid. Impa continued until the last orgasm concluded, and only then withdrew, setting about unbinding the knots in the ropes.
Zelda collapsed at once to the tiles. The Sheika drew her over to a small spring pool.
"Bath in the water and scrub until your flesh is cleansed of these sins, and the boy is put from your mind. If you are wet again with desire come the morning... " Impa trailed off. Zelda sighed wearily, but she complied with numb satisfaction, at last, briefly, freed of the tortuous need that had eaten away at her sanity for so long.
End. A quick thank you to Jyger85(and I agree, we need more Link/Fi!), SailorNemesis, and Crocodileman94 for your reviews! I hope this has lived up to the standard I tried to set in the original chapter. I'll see ya next time!~Ulforce.
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