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Navi's Depravity	By : EmbarrassedOne Category: Zelda > General Views: 20302 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I am so sorry to Nintendo. I do not own the Zelda franchise, and this story was only write for perverse pleasure and not profit.

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AN: Can we all imagine Saria physically aged up? Please? Just imagine her looking like a petite 18 year old. Oh, and there does not seem to be any official name for Saria’s fairy (or any details of any kind), so I decided he’s male and named him Note.
Disclaimer: Seriously, sorry Nintendo. I own nothing and only wrote this for the sake of (perverse) enjoyment. Also a reminder that the actions taken by characters in this story are solely for sexy fun times and not for the sake of realism.
Navi
Please - Saria
When the duo returned to the Lost Woods Navi could have gotten a replacement for her dress. She found herself disgusted by the very thought. She was half surprised to find that she was taking her lust crazed oath seriously. It seemed she really had changed. Her modesty and sense of embarrassment was simply gone.
She still did her job, and helped Link in his adventure. She still loved books, and knowledge. She still wanted to be a good friend. She still felt like she was Navi. It was just, in the back of her mind, she knew it was all secondary. Everything she loved and valued before had to contend with that memory of the mind blistering pleasure.
The duo had made their way back to Saria’s special place.
Navi flew up to the door. Using their connection Link easily hit the branch above it with the hook shot. As Link was pulled up a faint light caught Navi’s attention. Flying down to the threshold of the temple Navi moved aside some debris. There was a fairy.
Not just any fairy. It was Note, Saria’s partner. Link knelt, carefully he picked the fairy up in both hands. The little thing was cold. Placing Navi and Note under his hat, Link pulled out his ocarina and began to play Saria’s song.
As they felt the magic of the song form Navi tended to Note. Note was a scrawny fairy. That was not exactly true. Fairies were in general lanky creatures, and Note was average in that respect. Navi just could not help but compare him to Link. Still, Note had a beauty of his own, much like Saria. A grace that was beyond words.
In Link and Navi’s minds they heard Saria speak, “Link, Navi?” She sounded, not exactly scared, but tired. Like she had been worried for so long she was just burnt out.
Note began to stir as Link explained the situation to Saria. Navi tuned them out. She rubbed her hands along Note’s arms in an attempt to warm him. Note’s eyes opened. Under Link’s hat there was not much to see. The only light coming from the two fairies.
Note’s eyes looked up and down Navi’s form, coming to rest on her chest. Her breasts, Navi thought with a thrill. He was staring at her tits. Navi laughed. Note tore his eye’s up to Navi’s face. He flushed with embarrassment.
Navi stared into Note’s eyes. Navi worked her hands up to Note’s shoulders. Note tried to meet Navi’s gaze, but unwillingly his eyes flicked down. Again and again Note tore his eyes away from Navi’s breasts. Each time Note looked down Navi’s smile grew sharper. Her hands moved down, rubbing against his chest. His belly.
She paused as her hands brushed against the waist of Note’s shorts. Navi dragged her hand down against Note’s crotch. Beneath her fingers she felt the hardening member through the thin cloth of Note’s shorts.
Through the mystical connection created by the song Navi heard Saria say, “Please h-help me.”
Was that a stutter?
Gripping Note’s dick through his shorts Navi listened closely to Saria. Her words were shakier than before. Saria was being effected. Sweet, happy, wise, graceful Saria was being aroused.
The idea excited Navi. The power was intoxicating. A plan began to form. She would have to control herself, and it was morally dubious at best, but it would be ever so satisfying.
Navi grabbed both of Note’s arms and shoved him over. Straddling his hips Navi pinned Note beneath her. She look straight into his eyes. All that kept Note from entering her was the thin cloth of his shorts. In the most serious tone Navi could muster she said, “Don’t cum.”
Note whimpered. Navi fought down an surge of pleasure and lust brought on by the need in Note’s voice. Yes, she could fuck him now. She could ride his cock, and milk him for all that he was worth. She could rock his fucking world, but she could have more. It would be so sweet, and so satisfying. Navi just needed to be patient. She just needed some restraint.
“Hey, listen. If you cum I’ll hate you.” Navi said as firmly as she could, “Link and Navi will hate you.”
Note was rather intelligent. Normally, he would think such a statement absurd. Link and Navi would not stop being friends with Saria and Note over something so silly. He was tired, he was cold, he was separated from Saria, and he was horny beyond anything he had experienced. He believed Navi, and he was terrified.
Navi left Link’s hat. As soon as she was out of Note’s sight she shoved her fingers inside herself. Flying down to Link’s shoulder, it was only moments before she came. She screamed her orgasm into Link’s tunic in an attempt to muffle it.
Link gave her a look. Navi sheepishly smiled.
The two made their way through the temple quickly. Link’s more mature body made him more dangerous than he was as a child. Navi’s new disposition gave her a more ruthless insight than before. Before drawing the Master Sword they were an effective team, but now they were terrifying.
Every few minutes, whenever there was a lull where Link did not need her, Navi darted back under his hat. The first time Navi grabbed Note’s crotch and pumped. The second time she hugged him, pushing his face into her breasts. Letting him smell and feel the woman she had become. The third time, as Navi’s tongue lapped at Note’s cock through his shorts, Note fainted. Navi did not stop teasing him. She did not need him to be conscious. Not yet.
It was not long before they fought the temples final monster, Phantom Ganon. As the phantom died the tapestries in his room burned with him. Behind one was a door. Link opened it revealing a plain stone room. The only notable feature was a smooth, raised, stone slab.
Saria lay on it. Navi shivered in delight seeing the girl laying there, her hands uncurling from the waist of her shorts. Almost as if Saria had just finished pulling them back up. Saria was not wearing her belt. It was discarded on the floor.
Placing a hand on the wall for balance, Saria was able to get her feet under her and rise. Trying to focus her eyes on Link she smiled.
Link smiled, “Hay.”
Saria stuttered out a reply, “H-hay.”
Flying under Link’s hat, Navi removed Note’s shorts. She was so excited. Quickly, she picked him up, and cradled Note in both arms. The plan was working. She flew with him out from under Link’s hat. Quietly, she whispered to the other fairy, “Wake up.”
Note awoke. Saria’s and Note’s thoughts began to intermingle. Their connection, without the interference of distance or barriers, was stronger now than it had been since Saria had been captured.
The full force of the lust Navi had built in Note slammed into Saria. The kokiri’s eyes rolled back. With a shuddering moan Saria fell. Link darted forward. Falling to his knees, he caught Saria against his chest.
Navi’s smile grew. Seeing Saria’s face pressed against Link’s chest, the fairy knew that was hardly going to help calm the girl. Saria breathed in the scent of Link’s sweat and skin. Navi moved her hand down to Note’s dick. She wrapped her fingers around it, and carelessly moved up and down its length.
Saria bucked her hips in time with Navi’s strokes, humping nothing in mindless desire. Note groaned with the pain of holding back. Saria mewed with need.
Navi reveled in the two’s lust. She had done this. She turned the kind, considerate, intelligent, Saria and Note into quivering wrecks. Lust crazed parodies of themselves who only desired to be fucked.
Link was worried about Saria and Note. They had just been through quite the ordeal. They were friends. Navi should not toy with them like this. He was also aroused.
Navi brought her lips to Note’s ear and whispered, “Cum.”
Note released with a cry. Saria choked on the pleasure. Both collapsed into limp piles of sensation. Link tightened his grip on Saria rather than let her slide to the ground. Navi dropped Note.
Navi examined the semen covering her hand. She rolled it between her fingers. She brought it close to clearly smell. Finally, Navi tasted the substance. Navi was confident in her conclusion. The cum was, in every way, shape, and form, inferior to Link’s. Still, she licked her hand clean.
Saria and Note had tasted bliss, but were not satisfied. They did not think. They did not care. They just needed. Together the two’s eyes, devoid of their normal kindness and wisdom, focused on their respective items of lust. Animalistic growls were born from their desire. They charged.
Navi spread her legs and let Note tackle her through the air. Slamming Navi’s back against a wall, his face pressed into her chest. Note’s wings flapped furiously to pin her there. Recklessly, he thrusted his hips to bury himself within her, but lacked the coordination to hit his target. He missed once, twice. Navi spread her legs even further and twisted. He entered her.
It felt good. Navi was pleased. Fucking Note was just as enjoyable as she imagined. Leaning in, she whispered encouragements into his ear.
Link did not take Saria’s attack as willingly. Her pants were gone in an instant. Saria threw her full weight against the man, which only resulted in a single step back. She pulled and raked at Link’s pants. Those wretched things between her and her desire. They would not budge. She could feel it, just behind the cloth. Its size. Its heat. She needed it. Belt. She needed to get the belt.
Link pushed her back, and held onto her shoulders. Saria fought against Link’s hold. She needed to get closer. She needed release. Saria pushed. She clawed. She bit. Link held.
Navi could feel Link’s lust. He was so hard, and large. To still hold himself back, he truly did possess the willpower of a hero.
Saria began to realize that she could not overcome Link’s strength. Desperation lent new force to her attack. Still, Link held.
Tears welled up in Saria’s eyes. Her struggles began to weaken. Saria looked deep into Link’s eyes. Voice breaking, Link’s closest friend said the only word that came to her, “Please.”
Link’s will broke.
Letting his arms fall to his sides, Link slumped against the wall. Saria shrieked in delight, and threw herself at the man. Attacking his belt with hands and teeth, it was more do to luck than thought that she got it off him. She let his leggings fall on their own as she pulled herself up his body. Without hesitation, or even looking at her prize, Saria impaled herself on the dick.
Saria stopped. It was just so much. Her grip failed her. For one glorious moment Saria’s body was balanced on nothing more than Link’s manhood.
Gravity took hold and Link reflexively caught her as she tipped back. Saria’s eyes refocused. Her hands locked around Link’s tunic. She moved.
Saria fucked him without restraint. Her whole body dedicated to the task. Every muscle straining to pull herself up and down Link’s cock. Faster. More.
It was building within her.
Her teeth closed on Link’s neck. The smell and taste of his sweat drove Saria further into her lust. His heat. His touch. The more she had the more she needed.
Saria screamed as her world was consumed in pleasure. She screamed until all the air left her lungs. Her vision began to fade. Still she screamed, silently, as the bliss flooded her mind and body. All strength left her. In her mind, the scream went on. Pleasure still rushed through her veins, but there was no way to express it.
Note came within Navi. Overjoyed, Navi reveled in the climax of her plot. She could not help but laugh as it seemed that Note’s mind was unable to stand the ecstasy brought by her perfect, fuckable body. Unconscious, Note fell.
Pulling Saria’s limp body off his still hard dick was more difficult than Link would ever admit. It was still the right thing to do. Placing her on her unsteady feet. Unable to stand on her own he held her against him. Together they stood as they recollected themselves.
“I’m sorry,” Saria whispered.
Link stroked Saria’s hair. “It’s not your fault. It’s mine.” He sighed and gave the slowly descending Navi a look, “Well, Navi’s.”
Navi smiled with a hum of contentment before replying, “No regrets.”
Saria laughed into Link. She laughed at Navi’s shameless behavior. She laughed at Link’s composure in a time like this. She laughed at herself. Just under her breasts Saria felt a twitch. It was hard, and hot, and there.
“You didn’t,” Saria knew the word, but could not bring herself to say it, “finish?” His hardness burned against her. There was no way to ignore it. She could move away, but she would see it. Saria feared it would make her lose control again. That she would revert back to the lust crazed state and force herself on her friend again. She was scared because of how much she wanted it.
Link shrugged in embarrassment. “It’s nothing.”
“We could,” Saria said, “If you need to…” She could hardly believe herself.
“It’s fine,” Link said, “You don’t have to do anything.”
“But, Link. I still…” Saria’s blush deepened as she looked away, “I still want…”
“More?” Link asked.
Saria breathed in. Mustering all of her courage, she looked Link in the eyes and forced herself to whisper, “Please.”
Link tilted Saria’s head up and leaned down capturing her in a kiss. It was gentle, and caring. Simple, and deep. Saria lost herself in it.
As Link pulled away from the kiss he pulled Saria’s shirt up. Raising her arms, she let him take her last piece of clothing. Saria was bare before her closest friend.
Saria brought her arms up to cover her modesty. Immediately she thought how foolish it was. Moments before she had been fucking this man with everything she had. Where was her modesty when she was forcing herself onto his cock? With an effort of will she brought her arms down by her sides. The urge to cover herself was still there, so she clasped her hands behind her back.
Taking a knee before her, Link looked up and down Saria’s nude, trembling form. Leaning in he kissed her shoulder. Then he kissed her collar. Then her neck. Her cheek. Saria felt his breath against her ear. “Beautiful.”
Saria melted.
Catching, and lifting Saria in a bridle carry, Link held her body to his. Holding her close, he kissed her unresisting lips. Trailing kisses back down her neck, and to her chest. His tongue slid along her breasts. Circling closer and closer to the center. Pulling away the moment before reaching, Saria felt his breath caress her nipple. His teeth closed around her tit. Gently he teased the sensitive nub.
The sensations were amazing, but Saria wanted something greater. Between her pleasured moans, Saria said, “Please,” her hand trailed down her body to rest just above her core. “More.”
Link carefully lay Saria down on the raised slab. Keeping one hand supporting Saria’s head, Link caressed her cheek. With great care he aligned himself with her womanhood. Capturing Saria in another kiss, he entered her. As Link pushed further inside her he deepened the kiss.
Saria was afraid to move. She was warm and safe and filled in ways she never imagined. If she moved, she might shatter this perfection Link had created.
Slowly he pulled back, pulled out. Silently Saria cooed. Just before he left her warm folds Link stopped. For a moment he paused there. Just as slowly he pushed back into her. Saria gasped.
In and out. In and out. Slowly, Link tended to his friend’s needs. Saria softly murmured mindlessly and moaned in delight, savoring every moment of this.
Navi rolled her eyes at the two. Romantics. With her foot she flipped Note onto his back. Lowering herself onto the hard cock, she began to bounce. She did not need his participation.
Saria tugged at the hem of Link’s tunic. Link smiled. Carefully he set her head down. Removing his tunic and undershirt in one smooth motion, Saria drank in the sight of him. Leaning down again for a long and gentle kiss, Link slipped his arm back under Saria’s head.
Running her fingers along the grooves of Link’s chest. It was so firm. A body meant as a shield for the weak. She was blessed to have it tend to her. Saria giggled. The giggle morphed into a gasp as Link moved into her again. And again. And again.
Her thoughts floated in bliss as Link tended to her every need. Saria had no idea when she first came from his ministrations. She knew that it must have happened as she came for what could have been the fourth or fifth time, before the bliss washed her away again.
It seemed like hours the two were joined. Finally, Link whispered into Saria’s ear, “I’m going to...”
The words cut through the fog of pleasure. Saria lifted her arms and legs to wrap around Link. Pulling him down, closer, deeper within her. With delight she said, “Please, yes.”
Link came.
Saria was filled with heat and light and perfection. Nothing before could compare. Sharing this moment, this joy, with her dearest, closest friend. It was flawless. A moment that she would cherish forever.
Link lay beside Saria. She moved closer to him. Resting her head on Link’s chest, Saria could feel the beat of his heart. Safe in Link’s warm embrace, Saria fell asleep.
Ending AN: Originally I planned to have the second chapter feature Anju, the cucco lady, but it just was not working. I just had no will to write it. The Anju chapter I planned did not have enough emotion in it. Though it had a few parts I liked, the majority of it was becoming ikea porn. Just as bad, Navi was pretty passive in it, which goes against the premise of the story. Maybe someday I’ll figure out a way to make the Anju chapter work.
Anyway, next time should be the Great Fairy, and the start of what could be generously called the plot of this thing. Maybe. Provided I actually finish it.
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