Spelunking through the Water Temple
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"Can't honestly say I saw this one coming..."
A disgruntled Zarn mumbled through his fingers as he lay on the ground near the abandoned lab along Lake Hylia's shores, the slender male Zora underneath his much larger, much more muscular, and only slightly younger brother.
"Is that sarcasm I hear? Oh ho..." Quintos gave one of his famous victory smug smiles, those black hues closed as he sat on top of his defeated sibling. The two were quite famous in Zora's Domain, both in the running for who will replace the former King's place on the throne. Quintos was the more physically adept of the pair, his skills in Martial Arts said to rival those of the top warriors of the Gerudo.
His brother, on the other hand, was a bit more of a bookworm, despite wearing the same fashion of armor out in the field as Quintos, generally keeping to himself unless the younger sibling was involved. He didn't quite seem like older brother material, especially since their regular tussles usually ended in a manner similar as they did now, but Zarn cared for him all the same. They complimented each other rather well when confronting the world around them, and being the older brother, Zarn always found his own way to keep his brother out of trouble.
"Ok ok, you win! Just get off me already!" he shouted as he flailed underneath his brother's overpowering girth. Black hues glanced around as he attempted to squirm his way free, as if looking for help from this rather silly predicament. Not that anyone would be there anyways.
It had been a few decades since the legendary Hero of Time appeared upon a darkened, and savaged Hyrule, his sword shining as a beacon of hope for everyone who had suffered from Ganondorf's tyranny. The Hero of Time disappeared however, Ganondorf seemingly slain by his hands. There was however only a decade of peace before trouble began brewing again. Rumors were stirring that Ganondorf may, in fact, return from the grave any day now.
"Silly superstition, of course." said the younger male, relenting upon his older sibling as he stands up. "There's nothing to worry about, I'm just going to be checking the old Water Temple to put those old-folk's minds at ease." Quintos began brushing himself off, his lightweight armor creaking a bit as he stretched his arms up.
Zarn huffed as he was finally released, the older male garbed in less armor than his brother. "Which is why you should let me investigate, especially since there's nothing wrong." He let out a sigh after saying this, giving Quintos a pat on the shoulder. "Besides, I'm sure there's more a prospective king like yourself would rather be doing for his people."
The younger of the two cocked his eye at these words. "...You're not hiding anything, are you Zarn?" To which Zarn replied. "Of course not. I just wanna use this chance to look around myself, since I've never been to the Water Temple before."
The older Zora smiled at his brother, giving Quintos a playful jab at his shoulder before he turned towards the waters leading to the temple. "If it'll make you feel better, you can wait nearby. Worst comes to worst, I probably got lost and I'll need you to bail me out."
These words caused Quintos to simply nod. "If I have to bail you out though, don't expect a single bit of mercy once we're outta there!" He grinned wide with admiration at Zarn, despite his words. Black hues beamed at eachother that way that only siblings could muster as they walked towards the lake's edge.
"Well, see you when I come back with good news!" And at that, Zarn had left into the waters of the lake, the Zora quickly making his way towards the center of the lake that marked where the enterance to the Water Temple lay. He looked back at the shimmering blur that was his brother in the distance with a sigh. If there was one thing he was good at, it was hiding his intentions.
Those worries by the elder folk of his village weren't unfounded, as great evil had begun to seep forth from the Temples that were once conquered by the Hero of Time. They theorized that this was what was causing the strange bouts of rain that had begun to plague the land. Some said that it was the signs of Ganondorf breaking free of his prison infact.
Zarn didn't know one way or another, but he had the strangest gut feeling that if he let his brother go by himself into the Temple, he wouldn't come out ever again. So he convinced Quintos to let him go himself, even if the average means of persuasion for this kind of thing weren't employed. Still, he could hardly sustain his relief as a cold chill swept by him as he entered the Temple and swam into the Main Room.
"That's not a good sign..." He peered about at the now completely submerged structure. The heavy rains had caused Lake Hylia to rise considerably, as well as causing quite a few other anomalies. This, plus the recent outbreak of mutated fish-like monsters, has been the basis of this rumor that sparked this investigation to begin with.
Zarn let out a sigh as he looked around. Nothing. Not a single fish nor monster about. Had those reports on the monsters been false? Of course, the more he thought about it, the more it seemed odd that he'd see no life at all. However, despite the damage from before, there seemed to be nothing different from his last, albeit lied about to his brother, visit.
"It's possible there was a toxin released into the temple...that would explain the migration of monsters from the lake..." Zarn floated in the water near the central pillar, lost in thought. So lost in thought, infact, that he didn't notice a stranger shimmer in the water right by his face. "...Could also be because this place has gotten too dangerous for them to live...but what could..."
He was stopped by something brushing against his armor. His mind suddenly rushed back into reality as he began looking around. "A fish...? No, they wouldn't come near me..." He clenched his fists as whatever it was brushed against him again. "...And that's my cue to leave..."
He wouldn't get very far as he attempted to move forward, the Zora hitting a strangely thick patch of water. He began to try and swim through whatever the substance was, movements becoming hard and more sluggish until he was unable to make anymore headway. "G-great...what is this stuff...?" His jet-black eyes peered about nervously as sought the source of this strange entrapment.
It wasn't long until the source of it came into the male's view, a glowing, orange-ish ball that seemed to be organic in nature. It didn't take Zarn too long to realize what it was though. He gulped, desperately trying to push himself away to no avail; he had a hard moving his limbs at all for that matter. "N-no way...how can Morpha be back...? I have to...nnnn...get back to Quintos and warn him..."
It was no use by this point, he was forced into place. He had heard stories of the evil that lurked within the Water Temple, but he should have at least felt it's presence moving through the water. At any rate, it had the young male in it's grasp, the Zora at the creature's mercy. He began hearing a garbled click of sorts as Morpha began stripping Zarn of his armor, the male hanging his head as the strange, water-like fluid easily fit through the gaps in his only defense.
"Is it going to eat me...? Tch..." he chuckled nervously to himself as his leg armor was forced from his body, the metal falling past the creature and hitting the Temple floor, leaving his bottom half fully exposed in the creature's form. His chest armor quickly followed suit, Morpha wasting no time leaving the Zora as bare as if he never wore the protection in the first place. "Guess this is it, huh...?" he let out another sigh, jet black hues closing as he awaited the inevitable.
Then something unexpected happened. The substance began shifting his legs, spreading them as his arms were forced up. His eyes shot open as this began happening, the male trying his hardest to look behind him, yet to no avail. All he saw was the top half of Morpha's core, commanding this substance to tighten around his slender body, a bit more being applied to Zarn's rather sensitive rump. "I-It's not doing...no..."
He began to make rather futile attempts to struggle free as he felt his bottom begin to be slowly spread. "W-wai-" That was all that escaped his mouth before he felt some of that creature's substance force it's way between his lips, forcing them open in a rather provocative position. He felt a suprised groan escaped around the creature's form as he felt it stop just where his throat began.
Zarn was blushing rather badly at this, quite frankly, odd behavior. His mind raced, trying to at least find a reason for it as Morpha's form began to press against the male's exposed enterance rather forcibly, sending chills down the Zora's spine. He gulped rather loudly as an all too familiar sensation stirred in his loins. Certainly, he was used to being in...similar positions, so to speak, as the females of his tribe were too few in number to satisfy the sexual needs of the warrior class of males.
So, their only alternative was eachother, and Zarn had a reputation for being rather submissive around his tribe, especially compared to Quintos. That said, sex between members of his own tribe was a mutual event, one that solidified the bond between his tribe. This creature though...there was something else. It began pushing slowly into the Zora's enterance, causing the male to groan as loudly as he could against the substance in his mouth. Two inches in...three inches...four...five...It quickly filled him up certainly more than he was used to.
It was such a strange feeling to him, a mix of familiar, yet alien. His insides clenched around the appendage, eyes shutting closed as his cheeks blushed a brighter blue, the male's exposed shaft beginning to quickly harden at the odd familiarity about the situation. The creature's body gave it just enough room to reach the full six inches before surrounding it rather firmly. Not enough to be painful, but enough to send a chill of pleasure through Zarn's body.
He began to feel the appendages within his body begin to withdraw slowly, Morpha's body giving that shaft a sudden squeeze and sending yet another shiver down his spine. Zarn tensed, that feeling of withdrawal a telltale sign that he knew what was coming...and indeed it did. With a cry escaping him, those appendages thrusted right back in and causing the male's body to shake at the feeling.
He didn't know how to react to this turn of events...at least, in his mind. His body began to slowly love each new thrust Morpha's tentacles, the Zora's shaft even leaking a bit of pre into the monster's body. He felt an almost lust-filled sigh escape him as both tentacles had their way with his filled orifaces, every inch of his white-skinned form shaking. "Nnnnnn...oh goddesses..." he muttered rather incoherently to himself, a twitch escaping from his soon aching cock.
His mind desperately tried to fight against the feelings of pure lust, jet black hues shut closed. He wouldn't last much longer from this treatment, that smooth body of his already feeling that need for release.
"Nnnn...I...oh goddesses...I can't help it...can't fight it anymore..."
He couldn't hold back any longer, the constant thrusting from those tentacles overpowering Zarn's misgivings, those waves of pleasure proving too much for him. Close...his hips began attempting to push forward, the creature allowing this amount of movement from it's prey as it's own thrusts intensified. His body shuddered, unable to contain itself any longer.
Then it hit, Zarn's eyes shooting open as he grunted suprisingly loudly, body twitching to the best of it's abilities as his hips pushed forward into the monster one last time, his length twitching as wave after wave of seed shot from the tip. Those appendages inside of his orifaces began shuddering, the strange sphere that controlled Morpha doing the same.
The Zora didn't notice though, his eyes closing as his orgasm subsides, the male trying, yet failing to remain awake as he began to drift off. The last feelings racing through his body that of a sudden emptiness from his bottom and mouth, the appendages removing themselves as he soon lost conciousness. Morpha kept the knocked out Zarn floating within it's body as he began to move deeper into the Temple, taking the body with him.
Quintos sat at the edge of the lake, staring towards the Water Temple. It had been four hours since his brother went in, and the larger male was rather worried. "Damnit..." He sighed, holding his forehead in the palm of his head as it shook. "I'm gonna have to drag you outta there, aren't I?" He twisted his neck some, leaping into the water and making his way towards the enterance to the Temple.