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Cecili couldn't believe it. The Champion was gonna be staying at her Inn tonight. Her Inn! And he was going to be in the best bed. The deep pink avian female ruffled her feathers proudly. She liked to think that Swallow's Rest was the greatest inn around, possibly in all of Hyrule. Would have been easy to say it was the greatest in the region, but that was too easy considering the other choices were the stables and campfires. She worked hard for her inn though. She'd even stuffed the best beds with her own down. It took a while, but she'd been assured that it was very comfortable. Much better than the hammocks.

At least that's what the Hylian claimed. They could just be nervous about being perched on a cliff side and resting in the hammocks. It was what she was used to, she loved the feel of the wind around her body at night. Especially on the nights she could go bare.

Back on track though. The Champion was back in town after teaming up with Teba to reclaim the Divine Beast Medoh. She'd overhead Teba talking about how great this Hylian was in combat. Add in a couple rumors that perhaps he was the Champion of old, well she was more than a little intrigued when he came in looking for a room. She'd nudged him to getting the better bed. Even offered it for free after he helped their village. The Champion, he said his name was Link, had refused her offer, paying for the room in full. Skilled, noble, strong, and he was cute. As cute as he could be without feathers. There was something weirdly charming about the feel of their bare skin. Not nearly as good as a nice, feathered and strong Rito, but it had its own appeal.

Night had fallen, everyone slipping off to their own homes. She'd seen to the guests getting settled for the night. She didn't have many guests tonight. Just Link and a couple that were on their honeymoon. The honeymoon couple were using one of the other down beds in another room. And she used the term room loosely, since the buildings were mostly open structures attached to the cliff. The winds at night could get a little chilly, but there were plenty of blankets.

The problems came in that with the mostly open sides meant that light, and sounds, could carry. It meant that she had to go without a light as she moved towards the Champion's room. Taloned feet scratched lightly over the worn wood as she moved with every bit of grace and care as she could. Being light on her feet paired with knowing every wood and joint in the inn meant that she was little more than a pink ghost as she drifted to the room. Even if she was hampered by the lack of light, memory and moonlight guided her steps.

She wasn't going in totally blind. When Link had first come to town several days ago, she'd made her usual claim that if the bed wasn't the best he'd ever slept in, she'd eat her tail feathers His glance towards her rear had been quick, but she'd been running the inn long enough to catch it. She had caught him looking again when she laid out the fresh bedding. That time she'd been putting on a bit more of a show. Little wiggle of her hips, fanning her tail, and making sure to show off a bit of her thighs as she worked. She'd been proud of her body. While she was no warrior, she put herself through the paces with exercises they regularly did. A quick glance had caught those beautiful blue eyes of his admiring her curves.

If he'd been a Rito, she probably would've found herself bent over the bed right then and there. Part of her had been hoping that he would've done that, but no. He was the Champion and had his own set of rules that he lived by.

As quiet as she might have been, the moment her foot talons scratched the floorboards of his room, Link was awake. She could feel those bright blue eyes on her as she stood in the doorway. Silent, questioning.

Cecili kept her voice low, "Sorry for waking you. It's just that," she took a slow step into the room, "you saved our village from Medoh. The gift the Elder gave is a mighty one indeed." She took another step, a hand falling to the belt that held up her gown. "I just thought that perhaps you might enjoy another reward." The next step brought her into the moonlight. A practiced pull made her clothing whisper down her form, leaving her bare. She smiled, the edges of her beak twisting a little as her cheek feathers stood up. "It is rather chilly as well. I promised you the most comfortable bed, would be a shame if you caught a chill."

There was a long moment of silence. Long enough that she was starting to get worried if he was going to reject her. The moonlight added a silvery sparkle to his sky blue eyes as they looked over her.

She almost breathed a sigh of relief as he lifted the cover with a quiet noise. Cecili did her best to glide across the floor and up under the covers with him. It felt a little unnatural to be slipping under the heavy blanket, but she had other things to distract herself with.

Feathered hands brushed over his bare chest as she slipped under the covers. Link breathed out a soft huff as he returned her touches. Gentle, soft, fingers combing through her plumage ever so gently as they traced her curves. Bare legs brushed over feathered thighs. Toes pressing against her talons before slipping past as she leaned in to tap his lips with her hooked beak. He was smaller than her, almost half her size, but his body was solid muscle. He might have very well weighed as much as she did. She felt over his chest, admiring the way his muscles shifted as he moved closer to her. His body every bit as bare as hers was and so very warm.

A gentle push moved Link onto his back so she could straddle him. Feathers pressed against skin as she arched over him. Blanket draping off her shoulders, she breathed out a soft huff and rolled her body. The so very soft downy feathers surrounding her privates pressed to his bare manhood. He moaned in response and pressed up towards her. The Champion's lance jumped against her flesh, getting ready for action in a matter of seconds. She arched and rolled her hips, tail fanning under the confines of the blanket.

Rolling her hips up and down over his shaft, she spread her juices across his underside. Quiet little gasps came from the Hylian as she shared her warmth with him. A push parted her folds around his underside. He huffed and arched, soft lips pressing to the hard edge of her beak. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue over his, panting at him. He pushed up harder against her, heavy balls pressed to her backside.

Cecili braced her hand on the bed and reached down, guiding his key to her entrance. Fat, blunt tip pressed to her entrance. She arched over him and pressed her face into the pillow as she sat down hurriedly. This wasn't the tapered spear of a Rito warrior spreading her open. It was a thick pillar of flesh that rammed through her tender inner walls and spread her wide.

Fingers pressed tight to the pillow as she buried a call into it's depths. Her thighs shook and tunnel quaked around him as she warbled a rapturous song into the pillow. Strong, calloused fingers grabbed her rear and pulled her down as the Champion began to fuck her. Hard, fast strokes that shook her to the very core with each mighty blow. She arched and rolled her hips, doing her best to keep up with him. He was faster than her, stronger than her. Feathers ruffled as her pleasure built and insides shook around him. Pressing her beak tighter to the pillow, she did her best to muffle her song as he rocked her to the very core.

Just as her tunnel was starting to flutter with her climax, he stopped. A touch to her thigh made her shift so he could pull out. Cecili was given a moment to try and catch her breath. The falcon-like Rito looked over her shoulder as the mattress dimpled. Link smiled at her over her feathered rump. Back arched and tail fanned for the male. A tremble raced though her form as she felt him tense behind her. The tension dragged on for a few seconds before he let out a, 'Hyup!" and slammed into her, pounding her with a series of rapid jabs that drove against each of her most sensitive of areas in turn.

She jumped, beak clamping down on a squawk. Her orgasm, denied mere seconds before, came rushing back with full force. Feathers ruffled, talons pressed to the bed, fingers pulling the pillow tight around her face as it hit her like a ton of rocks. Legs jerked as she was nearly launched by the assault, only his iron grasp on her body keeping her from smacking off the headboard.

Oh great Goddess! She had come here to seduce him and teach him the ways of the Rito. Now it was all she could do to hold on as this Hylian showed her how things were done. It was all she could do to hold on.

And hold on she did. Link wasn't the first Hylian she'd ever been with. Most of them lasted about as long as the Rito men. Which was usually long enough for her to climax. Link was pushing her from one to the next. She didn't know how long passed or how many positions they shifted through. It seemed like each time he would begin to wane, she would be catching her breath enough to take over the effort. One moment she'd be on top, the next he would. They roamed around the room, against the supports, over the bed, holding onto the headboard, even hanging out the window at one point. How long had they been going on? Minutes, hours? The moon was still up when he was finally beginning to falter. Thrusts growing erratic as he buried panting calls into her plumage.

Legs wrapped around his body as wings embraced him. Entire body lifting to the male, offering herself fully to him. He slammed deep once more and trembled as he emptied his load deep into her body.

Cecili breathed out a low, trilling whistle as Link filled her with his cream. Feathered fingers petting along his sweat-soaked spine tenderly as the hero savored his reward. Hot breath puffed through her plumage before he started to pull out. She moved with him, shifting onto her side as he dropped to his back. Curling her frame against his, she smiled as her arm brushed over his bared chest. Leg slipped over his as the pair panted, breath fogging in the air.

Link pressed close, petting her arm gently. She smiled as she ran her fingers over his chest. Couldn't wait to see what Misa had to say about this Cecili had always told her that a Swallow was better than a Slippery Falcon.