FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The next morning Nock had warned Link, “If you see any of my brethren with their hide painted silver—stay away from them. They are every bit as skilled as me, but corrupted by Ganon's malice. Their wounds will stich close almost fast as you can make them."

Link had told the Lynel he was not sure when he would return, but he promised it would be sooner than a century. Nock simply responded, “Don't return at all if your sword arm is not stronger. If you put on a pathetic showing again like yesterday's I will kill you."

Link decided to head south from the Lynel's plateau. He wasn't interested stumbling back into Zora's Domain with still fresh wounds, dressed by Lynel hands, and makeup some sort of excuse for what happened. There was a secluded bay called Horon Lagoon on his map. He could make camp there, rest for a few days, then return to his quest when his whole body wasn't one long ache. Visits with Nock took a lot out of Link. They were worth it.

As he walked down to the lagoon, he was reminded of waking up in the morning nestled against the Lynel's broad chest, his heavy scent filling his den with a warmth Link had not felt since waking in this new world.

It was a bird.

Link felt embarrassed because he knew he should remember what these bird creatures were. The bird was about as tall as Nock. It was bipedal, wore a white scarf, blue plumage with colorful feathers set on its head and patterns set around its eyes. It was playing an accordion and looked to be singing. Link's camp was just off the beach nearby. He watched at the crest of a hilltop as the bird landed on the beach not long ago. He had left to do some hunting of local game, tired of eating roasted fish and crab.

Using some leather belts and his shield as a sled, he dragged a slain boar down the hill. As he approached the accordion music took the shape of a tune that kept a familiar cadence for Link. The bird's voice was deep and sonorous, and carried well over the bay, as if his wide torso was made that way just for singing. Link left the boar at his makeshift campsite, which consisted of nothing more than a fire pit and a lean-to made of korok leaves and wood.

He drew his sword and made a cautious approach.

The bird's playing stilled and he looked at Link in surprise. “Oh, didn't expect to find a Hylian here. Did I disturb you?"

Link blushed, somewhat flustered now seeing his front. He was cute. Link stumbled for words—he'd not spoken in five days. “Uh… you're… a bird?"

The bird laughed. “Yes, we Rito commonly are thought of as birds. You may call me Kass, though. Tell me Hylian, am I your first Rito?"

Link scratched the back of his head. “It's hard to say. There's a lot I don't remember."

“Do you remember your name?"

“Oh—right sorry, manners… I've, uh, not been around people in a while." Link couldn't help but be flustered by the mixture of his rich voice, those warm inviting eyes, and what Link clearly recognized as serious muscle beneath the feathers of the bird. The side of his torso was exposed in his dress, and Link saw the tantalizing hint of his abdomen. Link laughed nervously to help him say something. “It's Link."

Why was he incapable of feeling confidence right now? He could fight a Lynel, take a Lizalfos to bed without a problem, but one pretty bird boy with a nice voice was enough to remind him he lacked something most of the heroes in tales carried naturally: charisma.

He had, after all, chosen to recover on a secluded beach rather than in a settlement he just saved from destruction, surrounded by people that would have done everything for him in his weakened state.

Kass smiled at him. “I usually spend days in the wilds alone, so having company is a welcome change."

“You're a traveler?"

“A bard," Kass said, then turned on his scaly foot to face the lagoon. “I travel the lands to visit the sites mentioned in my old master's songs. He has passed away, and I wish to honor his legacy by…" Link began to tune Kass out in favor of ogling his backside. His tail-feathers only somewhat obscured Kass' round, wide ass. From his hips, his waist narrowed slightly before curving outward to his wide shoulders. Kass talked on and one, which Link took to be a side-effect of him being a bard.

Kass turned back around and asked, “And you, friend Link?"

“Huh?"

“What brings you to the lagoon."

“Oh, I was just looking for a place to recover."

“Are you wounded? I have a salve for cuts and—"

“I'm fine—thank you, uh, Kass," Link said.

Kass said, “You carry a sword and shield with you, are you an adventurer, then?"

Link realized he still held his sword in his hand. He quickly sheathed the blade before saying. “I'm something like that." He noticed Kass' gaze drift to Link's hip.

“That's an interesting device on your hip. Just an adventurer, eh?"

Link flushed and turned away. He pointed at the campsite and said, “You're welcome to join me tonight. I was going to skin and roast that boar for dinner."

He heard Kass' beaming when he said, “What a kind gesture. I would love to, Link. Although, I must say, I don't think your shelter is going to be quite my size."

Link turned around and said, “Right, sorry, I should be able to make it bigger by—"

The Rito's laugh was a sweet trill that put Link both at ease and totally flustered him. “I'm only joking, friend. The skies seem like they will be fair tonight, I am happy to have my ceiling be the stars."

“It's funny… the more time I spend in this world the more I recover. In fights, I remember things like, right, my footing should be wider or that I'm making my swings too obvious for my enemy… but in day to day things… talking to people—even people who used to know me, not much comes back," Link said to Kass, looking down at the fire.

Moonlight washed the whole lagoon in a blue light while Link and Kass sat across from each other. Kass sat on his accordion in a well-traveled habit while Link sat on the ground, making him from a distance seem like a child about to be told a story.

Kass smiled and joked, “Have you tried fighting anyone yet? Could help you remember them."

“Just one…" Link said, hand drifting unconsciously to the dirty bandages on his chest. He'd taken off his shirt while cooking and revealed the wounds to Kass, but the bard had respected his privacy on the matter.

Kass noticed Link's hand. “They must not have given you any quarter to hurt you like that."

“Believe it or not, he was actually more merciful in that fight than he's ever been."

“A ferocious sparing companion! Who holds his friend's talents in such high regard he wields his blade at you with all he has—such is a thing of song, my friend."

Link chuckled. “It is… a little less romantic than you make it sound." Link remembered how Nock had ploughed him mercilessly against a rock, with no feeling toward his pain. It made him shiver despite the fire.

“A shame, and here you struck me as such a passionate soul. One who craves romance and adventure."

Link certainly craved some things. He put up his hands said, “Actually, I sort of… was born for this life. No one asked me what I wanted, it was all about what I needed to do." Link sighed, “Besides… I can't even remember the person I was when accepted that task."

“You mean the task to save Hyrule from the calamity," Kass said, in the same warm, even tone he'd been using all night.

“How did you—"

“My old master was a sheikah bard, who was writing songs before the calamity even happened," Kass casually explained. “I recognized you immediately, young hero. And when you wear that slate on your hip all the time, it certainly imports to other knowing souls who you are and what your mission is." He added as Link flushed, “You seemed reticent to admit who you were, so I decided not to bring it up."

Before Link could ask why he brought it up now, Kass added, “You seem troubled with your destiny, young hero."

Link looked down at his open palms. “I'm not scared of it—of Ganon or any of his malice. I just wonder, what becomes of my life after?"

Kass crossed his arms and nodded sagely. “Yes, of course, you are a sword unsure what will happen when it is finally time to return to your sheath." Link pursed his lips but didn't add anything. It seemed an apt metaphor. The Zora king had told him about the sword that seals the darkness and how Link was the only one who could wield it. Was he just a vessel meant to carry a blade until it was planted in Calamity Ganon's heart?

Kass pat his knee and asked, “What is it that you want right now, hero?"

To throw your clothes in the lagoon and make you sing. The intrusive thought made Link stare back down at the fire.

“To save… Hyrule and Zelda?" he said, the words feeling strange as they came out. These things were true, but he knew it did not answer Kass' question.

Kass put his face in a broad, feathered hand and shook his head. Two of those long, feathered fingers split to reveal one of Kass' eyes, which never lost their warmth as they settled on Link. After a moment, he stood and circled round to the hero, offering his hand. “May I try something?"

Link nodded and took his hand.

Kass pulled him up and suddenly Link was face to chest with Kass, close enough that over the campfire he smelled the musk of his strange new friend. It was like Link breathed in a masculine, pine scent; reminiscent of the evergreens that grew on the sides of tall mountains. Link looked down to hide how red he was becoming, trying to think of sword maneuvers to keep from getting aroused. Then Kass led his hand to the bird's soft, exposed side. The feathers were softer than most furs, and right underneath he felt firm muscle.

Link's face jerked up and Kass held him in a loving gaze as his hand led Link's up across his body. “You like this, don't you?"

A dumb, “Uh huh."

Kass chuckled. “I noticed you've been sneaking peaks at me every now and then. Have you ever taken a lover before, hero?"

Even if he could remember his past life, Link was certain he couldn't count the amount of people who had bed him.

For Kass all he managed was a slight nod. He couldn't look away from the bard's face.

“Excellent, then you probably know what you want right now. Sometimes these questions can be quite simple."

Link shuddered and buried his head against the leather vest Kass wore. “You," he uttered, “I want you."

Kass laughed softly. “Eager? How long has it been?"

Link, realizing too late Kass expected a totally different answer, said, “Five days."

This time Kass laughed so hard he squawked. “I suppose I'm the one who should be eager." He stepped back and said, “Perhaps we should do away with these troublesome clothes, then?" Kass began to strip, his motions slow and deliberate. Link's worn trousers came off so quick he felt a bit embarrassed to stand in the open night air, bobbing cock already hard while Kass only just shed his leather vest. Link couldn't wait upon seeing the bard's yellow feathers that covered his wide pecs and fat, black nipples. He pushed into the Rito's chest, lips kissing pliant but firm muscle, his searching hands groping the bird's muscled back.

Kass was not prepared for Link's total change. When the young Hylian's lips planted on Kass' nipple, the bard gasped before holding Link's head there. The nipple in Link's mouth was thick as two of his fingers, and had the bird's lingering sweat on it. He sucked and moaned, eager to supplant himself to this perfect male.

“You are… ah… much more outgoing when your clothes are off."

Link pulled away from the nipple and Kass let him move to the other, one of his hands going to the one he was just sucking and pinching it. As he tweaked one and sucked the other and lost himself in the bird's pecs, Link felt Kass reach between them to unclasp his belt. It felt to the ground with his loincloth. Soon after Link felt a warm mass brushing his thigh and gave up his reverie to notice Kass' cock. The thing was long as Link's forearm and almost thick as Nock was.

As Link stared, Kass insisted, “It's okay if you are not up to taking it. Many of my partner's—"

Link could have laughed at him for completely underestimating the Hylian, but instead he was too busy getting on his knees, rubbing that fat dick against his face. He groaned happily. Kass was every bit the male Link hoped for, and the thick smell coming from the leaking slit on his black cockhead made Link weak. It made him want to sub, to serve. Was Rito musk always like this, exuding this pheromone that made their sexual partners as weak as Link was? Link needed to travel west soon.

Assuming he couldn't convince this bard to just breed him constantly.

While one hand held up the cock, Link's other hand reached to grope Kass' downy balls, each one seeming the size of an apple. Noticing this made Link whimper while he kissed and licked Kass' tip, sampling the bird's pre. Its taste was just as strong as Nock's, but somehow, the more pre the dick pumped out the more insistent that musk became on his senses. It was like an elixir meant to wire his body for breeding.

Kass' hand fell gently on Link's head. He grunted and said, voice strained, “It's been a while since I've fucked a Hylian. I forgot what our scent does to you."

The hand fondling Kass' balls had given up their task in favor of reaching under Link's crotch and desperately prodding his entrance. He held the cock up while he tongued up the thick vein that traveled across the shaft. Kass sighed and just enjoyed letting the Hylian lose himself. If he knew the boy was this easy, he wouldn't have even bothered seducing him.

While Link was worshipping the base of his cock, the sight of the mewling slut fingering himself was enough to get Kass' endowment to jerk and spurt a hefty amount of pre into the air. It landed in the boy's hair, running thickly down across his jaw line. The clear, white fluid made an elegant arc down Link's clavicle and onto his chest. It was poetry, Kass thought. Perhaps the hero's courage could only be matched by his beauty. A beauty Kass planned to have many times tonight.

The hand on Link's head tightened and shoved the hero backwards with an easy flick. Link grunted as he fell on his back, Kass stepping over him, saying, “I have something else for you to worship, my little pet."

Link's moan was muffled as Kass sat on his face. Both the Hylian's hands grabbed the bird's firm, round ass as he buried his tongue into Kass' rim. Kass was musky and earthy, clean and from here Link smelled more of those pheromones. His tongue seemed to buzz, and his hips jerked and bucked at the open air. He felt his own need rise in a heat. The bird made a pleased coo and ground his entrance against Link's lips, the hero's tongue pressing past the bard's entrance. Link's whole body shook as he tongued Kass, and he felt wet dripping across his crotch and soft blond pubes. He realized he was cumming. He wasn't even sure how, and he didn't really care. As his seed spilled out, Link just made out with the entrance before him, lips planted, tongue surging inside and lapping against the bird's walls.

But then Kass started to rise, and as if by instinct Link tried to yank the bird's ass back down. Kass managed to pull away, laughing as he did. “Come now, if I let you stay down there all night you might go mad. I've never met someone have such a strong reaction to Rito musk before. You really are special."

Link sat up, dazed and confused a moment, but then his need returned, his cock still hard. A strange heat between his thighs arced like a bow from his aching entrance, across his dick, and up into his belly button. He couldn't remember feeling this way with anyone else before, and there was a quiet, certain thought in the back of Link's mind. Barely audible. His body wanted to be seeded and bred. For real.

As his mind processed this, Link's body had already rolled onto his knees, ass into the air and both hands spreading him wide.

Kass approached and Link felt a feathered finger brush across his rim, as he heard Kass ask softly, “Eager, aren't we?"

Link's eyes tore open. He remembered this moment from—

Face planted on a red seat cushion, knees on hardwood as he heard the clacking talons of his Rito lover approach from behind. A feathered hand on his bare ass, warm in the frosty air, squeezing it as the Rito said, “Eager, aren't we? Look at you—on your knees like a town whore. It's a disgrace anyone calls a slut like you a champion. All you were meant for was my cock, now tell me how much you want it. How badly do you want to be brought low by me?"

Link's memory of begging the bird behind him was interrupted as the bard behind him began to apply some sort of cool jelly to Link's backside. A thick finger pressed in insistently and Link gasped. Kass said, “Want to use some of the salve I mentioned so I don't break you. Though… you're pretty loose, just who exactly did you bed, dear hero?"

Link, in a daze, couldn't keep a secret.

“Nock…"

Kass kept working his finger in and out. “Who is Nock?"

“A… a Lynel."

This gave Kass pause. Then Link felt a second finger push in, and both pressed to the knuckle, deep enough that when they pressed downward they hit Link's prostate and he moaned sweetly.

“Perhaps," Kass mused, “You do have a calling beyond swordplay… you've just not admit it yet." Then he chuckled, “Or perhaps you already think of it as swordplay."

Link huffed and said, “You… you talk too much. Just breed me already—please Kass."

He heard Kass' soft laughter. The bird's easy control just made Link even more needy. When the stud behind him mounted that fat cock head against Link's entrance, he froze. Kass's long, broad hands wrapped around his waist as the bard held him still while grinding forward. Link squirmed and whimpered as he felt his rim slowly open for Kass' dick. The bard was being deliberately slowly. Link got impatient, he bounced his hips back and his moan drowned out Kass' surprised gasp. Several inches of cock sank into Link. It felt like a long lost lover, to have that cock inside him.

Kass pinched his beak together as he felt that tight, warm ass embrace his cock. Even his wife didn't take him this quickly. Kass admired the arch of Link's back, his face tilted skyward while he panted, trying to push more of the Rito inside him. The bard was quickly realizing this boy might offer him an opportunity to end the night spent in a way no other one lover could.

Link felt Kass' shaft pulsing against his prostate. Kass grabbed the back of the hero's delicate neck, fingers so long they gently squeezed Link's throat. Kass asked, “You like it rough, don't you?"

Link nodded.

“I've never met anyone who could handle me like that, but…" and Kass' cock began to pull out, “you've survived a Lynel fucking you, so I'm going to revel in you, hero. Tonight, you belong to me."

Kass slammed his cock in hard enough to make Link choke. He felt Kass' balls swing between his thighs and slap his own meager nuts. Kass pushed Link's face down into the dirt, beak clicking as he began driving into the boy's ass in long, humps. Link whimpered as he felt that massive shaft slip out him, trying his best to squeeze and milk a cock that was awakening desires the boy didn't know he had. Each time Kass' balls swung against his, he was reminded what a real stud was. What he owed an endowment like this. To be bred. He wanted Kass' seed in a way he never wanted anyone's before—Except… there was another time he wanted—

A large, blue feather hand had Link's head pressed into the seat cushion, which muffled Link's screams. Over it, he heard a righteous Rito say, “That's right, cum again slut. Goddess, if I could you would be on your fifth clutch of eggs right now. It's all you're good for with these wide, breeding hips! Fuck!" The cock inside him hilted, and Link felt his cum filled belly start to fill again as the stud who mounted him came inside him a second time.

Link's orgasm broke him from his memory. His moan was long and broken, choked off as Kass grunted and squeezed his throat, thrusting harder as he fucked Link's ass. The sound of their hips slapping together could be heard from the water. Link's body felt broken somehow. It thrashed and squirmed and he heard himself yelling into the night, “Please! Ah! Revali I need it!"

He heard Kass laugh, and the bird slowed slightly. Link felt Kass' broad torso lean across his relatively small back, till a beak brushed his ear and said, “I suppose that there's another way we can help you remember, hmm—" he thrust hard as he could, “hero?"

Link realized what he had said and almost felt embarrassed. But the massive dick sawing in and out of him left him with nothing but whimpering compliance.

“You want me to cum?"

“Yes… please…"

“Inside you?"

“Please… yes—"

“You need—" another hard thrust, “it huh?"

“Fuck, fuck I need it so bad."

“Say my name."

“Kass…"

“No," and Kass started to slow down.

“Revali?"

“Good pet," Kass said and leaned up, pressing Link to the dirt and choking him while the bard pounded their hips together furiously. Link was gasping for breath, his knees hurting and raw from the rough fuck, but he already felt another orgasm coming. Kass' cock was the perfect instrument for breeding. It left Link's rim in a gaping, reddened O and the now pre-cum slickened cock slipped in and out of the boy's aching entrance with ease. Link felt himself going lightheaded from the choking when Kass let go. As Link coughed and gasped for breath, Kass ordered him in what sounded like a snarl, “Say my name pet. Sing it to the night so everyone can hear it."

“Fuck! Revali! Revali!" Link felt himself cumming again. His knees buckled, finally. And he felt his poor, throbbing cock pulse meekly beneath him as Kass hilted, falling with the boy and clamping his beak down on Link's shoulder. Link groaned weakly as he felt pulsing, rich Rito cum work up Kass' shaft till it was spilling inside his core. Kass was shuddering against him, almost cutely, as his massive dick unloaded. Link felt his belly pushing against his cock and the grass beneath it. Kass' dick throbbed at every spurt of seed. He moaned then said, “Fuck… hero… your ass is—" he grunted and Link felt a strong rush of seed flood into him. “exquisite."

Link whimpered ascent and Kass rolled them over so Link was on his side, cock still sheathed inside him as a gentle flow spilled from it and another started to leak from Link's ass. Kass arms brushed down Link's side, stopping at and squeezing his hips. He whispered in Link's ear, “Shame you can't carry a clutch, you have such lovely, breedable hips." Link felt that desire from before well up again, only somewhat sated. Kass wrapped him in his arms and whispered, “We can rest for a bit, then continue. I bet neither of us are satisfied.

Link's hand reached up squeezed Kass' hand. “I would love that."

With Kass' warm embrace and his warm essence still slipping into Link it helped something inside him slide into place and he remembered—remembered…

“Here, you helpless Hylian," Revali said as he wrapped them both in a blanket made of his own feathers. Link nuzzled into his lover's warm neck.

“You got really tender there towards the end," Link whispered, the beak bite on his neck still humming with pain.

“Hmmph."

“You kept whimpering my name right before you bit me, almost as if you didn't want me to notice—"

“I can take your clothes and leave you here to freeze to death at the flight range, you know," Revali threatened. Link leaned up and kissed his beak.

“I wish we could just be… us… this for weeks on end…"

“Hmmph, maybe after I defeat Calamity Ganon in righteous battle I could have you travel with me as my squire—hmm… no, my assistant as I go on many other grand adventures."

“I would love that, Revali."

He watched Revali stare into the flight range before the dark blue bird looked down at him and offered one of his rare moments of tenderness. “Me too, Link," he said softly, then nuzzled his lover's soft cheek with his beak.

As Link's eyes snapped open, they were met with the warm sting of tears.