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Hyrule was an old Kingdom, one formed long before the calamity or even the upheaval could ever be even thought of. The Zonai ruled together with the ancient Hylians creating a society that would prosper for some time. It was in this period that a strange thing was seen. A flash of light cut through the air and broke through the clouds, a girl with golden hair found by the King and Queen at the source. Her name was Zelda. Her skin was fair with a kiss of sun suggesting she had been well-traveled, but her clothes were tattered. The King and the Queen found her oddly familiar, and yet completely foreign. Though the King had been distracted by who she could possibly be and where she came from, the Queen was immediately concerned with the girl’s health and welcomed her with open arms to the castle to enjoy their hospitality. Of course, the King had been pressed to do much the same and to perhaps put down his curiosities for now. Despite that, Rauru found it difficult to ignore. The girl was a mystery and the more she spoke, the more the mystery grew. She was from another time, one that in the future many things had happened and she had quite the desperation to get back. While his wife calmed her and tended to her in the forest, Rauru could not help but think of what all of this meant. He stroked the goatee growing from his chin and tilted his head as he observed the new arrival in the glade. Perhaps it would have been better to offer his own hospitality because his wife rather pointedly reminded him of what being a good host meant, with an elbow to his side. It was with that reminder that he invited Zelda into their home for a fresh change of clothes, food, and more should she like it. The story would be that his wife’s cousin was visiting from a far-off land, and she wasn’t necessarily that far off from the truth with that description. So the Queen and Zelda walked ahead together leaving the zonai to his own devices to watch from behind. He could not help but note the similarities in shape and body between his wife and the girl, and a spot of warmth touched his cheeks as his mind wandered to thinking of things beneath her clothes. Would those be the same as well? The curves and more? He shut his eyes and shook his head while pinching one of his long ears. Just because he had gray fur and claws with a few horns, didn’t mean that he had to act like a base beast.

Hyrule castle stood tall in this ancient land. Silver stones standing beneath the light of the goddess, and the guards wearing resplendent armor crafted of zonai means. Zelda at first had been quiet and concerned with getting home but the more she walked among the halls of the castle, the more she seemed to grow curious. Her curiosities were voiced and the Queen did her best to answer her questions but eventually, Rauru himself took an interest in her questions. Zelda had been given robes of white with a touch of dark green and held only by her chest. She fit into the clothes easily enough and seemed more than happy to let others braid her hair in a more traditional fashion. That being said, she did complain a bit about the fact that her chest had to hold up the dress but with a bit of adjustment it wasn't too much of a problem getting her into his wife's spare clothes. Rauru could not help but think she looked as though she belonged here, but he kept that to himself.

“So, the ancient zonai really are how the statues depicted them. There’s not much he’s wearing so I suppose I can see most of him but I never really got a good impression of the body type from those statues.” Zelda muttered to herself.

Rauru had a little smile on his face as he muttered, “Should I disrobe?”

Zelda’s cheeks were touched with spots of pink as she coughed, “I apologize. I was only thinking about the way that the ancient statues in my time depicted your people, your majesty. Goatlike with features of a dragon. Striking eyes and tall bodies. Even your outfit is immortalized by what we’ve seen but it is only so recent that we discovered those things and they don’t really do your kind any justice at all. We never would have imagined that the technology was like this, and perhaps never would have figured it out either.”

Curiosity blossomed through him again but another elbow to his waist told him that perhaps he wasn’t being the most considerate by getting lost in his own thoughts. That and he was pretty sure his wife took a little umbrage to his audacity in teasing the poor thing in such a manner. Still, he looked toward his wife for a clue on what to say next that might be appropriate. She gave him just enough time to think about it before she began before he could speak, “My husband has many books on the topic of zonai technology and the blessings that we use in this time. I am more than sure he would be happy to take you to his study while I attend to other things. Isn’t that right, dear?”

Rauru had been just about to hit that same conclusion, his ears drawing down a bit as the sail had been taken from under him as he cleared his throat, “Why, why yes. I’d be happy to have you.”

Zelda’s eyes grew wide, “Really? You wouldn’t mind? I wouldn’t want to intrude or anything, and I know that information can be such a sensitive thing.”

He couldn’t help but smile and feel a bit revitalized by her genuine excitement and he gingerly placed a set of claws against his chest as he answered, “I’d be more than happy to have you share in my passion. What better way to learn of one another, as well, than to share what I know with you? Just the same, I hope you will share what you know with me.”

The queen chuckled, “I can see that you are perhaps more kin to Rauru than you are to me. Your minds think alike and I can see that I’ll have to be snapping you out of your own thoughts before long just the same as my husband.” Both Rauru and Zelda seemed to flush and shift from side to side before the queen laughed and brushed them aside with a motion of the hand, “Go on! Enjoy yourselves. I’ll be off doing something boring. Just make sure that both of you don’t get stuck in it. Food, rest, and more are important for the body.”

When they were left alone, Rauru leaned down slowly and whispered, “I think she likes you. Would you perhaps like her as your wife?”

Zelda’s cheeks flushed brighter and she laughed before shaking her head, “I dare not take her from you but thank you for making me smile, your majesty.”

Rauru chuckled and passed a hand in the air while turning away from her, “Please, you’re a princess, aren’t you? Rauru will do. I’d like to think that I’m more of a researcher first and a King second.”

Brightening, Zelda followed along side by side and said, “Well, Rauru. May I see your notes?”

The answer to such a thing was of course a resounding yes. How could he not say yes to someone else so interested in text? His study was stonework with wooden floors, the shelves stacked high as much as the floors were. Rauru was a bit embarrassed about the fact that the books on the floor nearly matched the amount of the books on the shelves themselves but Zelda didn’t seem to mind. Oh no, instead she wandered beneath the lanterns of green light and began to crack open books one by one. She said many things at once and seemed to have so many questions but when she looked back toward him she composed herself slowly and straightened, a fist to her mouth with a book occupying the other hand.

Before she could apologize, he plucked the book from her hand gingerly and spoke gently, “The Zonai and Their Gems, a study of magic, its applications, and origins. It is mainly a historical text with extra notes provided by many scholars with ideas on the subject.” He then handed the book back to her while beaming, “If you’d like, I have more books on the subject that I can tell you about. I’m sure it won’t take you too long to parse the language if you can’t understand it already.”

As it turned out, Zelda was a scholar before she was a princess. She dove into the subject of study with much enthusiasm. Language, history, and more with Rauru as her translator for things that she could not understand. Zelda was a natural sponge for anything that he told her, anything he pointed out to her, and he was more than happy to present to her the physical application of anything that she was curious about that he could show her. His powers, his abilities, and more were hers to study and at the same time, he continued to study her as a subject as well. The way she lit up whenever encountering something new, the manner in which she calmed and held her own chin while furrowing her brow as well whenever met with something she didn’t understand right away. It was when she sat at his desk watching an old tome with great excitement that he found himself staring at her truly. He had been looking at her as something to study, a curiosity, but now he noticed the way her shoulders curved, the softness of her body on display from the open back of the robes. A woman with a mind and passion for studying, one that he could reach and touch so easily. His wife was his soulmate and he would never trade her for the world but even then, a beast such as himself had his desires. Slowly, he reached out to touch her shoulder and as his fingers graced her softness, he decided to alter his course before he made a mistake.

As she turned her head to look up at him with a small smile, he asked quietly, “Can you tell me more about your land?”

Zelda blinked and brushed a stray lock of hair from her eyes before she muttered, “My time, you mean? Well, there really isn’t much to tell.”

He then smiled and stepped back while shaking his head, “Sorry, I should have asked, about the people. I want to know how the people are despite how things sound.”

She breathed out, “Well, I suppose that the people are still steadfast. There is a desire to reconnect and rebuild that I had not thought would exist in such a time. My father is gone, as is my mother and most of my kingdom, but still, there are so many bright souls. Link, the champion of our land. Teba from the rito. Purah of the sheikah whose knowledge even boggles me.”

He noted that she seemed so warm speaking of these people but her smile seemed distant, her hand at her heart. Slowly he muttered, “I didn’t mean to upset you. I only wanted to know of the people’s will but I should have realized there are those that you are eager to get back to.” He then kneeled while touching her hand gingerly to bring it from her heart, “I should have said this sooner with more conviction but you have a home here so long as you need it. Please, do not forget that.”

The smile on her face twisted for a moment and her eyes began to mist causing him to open his mouth as he prepared to apologize but she soon threw herself into him leaving him speechless. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders tightly, her cheek pressed to his chest as she uttered quiet, ‘thank yous’. He touched her back gingerly and found warmth flooding him along with thoughts that were best left behind. How would it feel to have her body pressed this close without her clothes, how would it feel to share the quiet words of a scholarly nature while nude and melding together as one? He breathed out and steadied himself to keep him from tearing her back and kissing her, and instead, he settled with resting his chin on her head. His wife wouldn’t be upset but he couldn’t take advantage of someone so vulnerable. It wouldn’t be right. Even still, he could not help but let his mind wander to those lustful things that he dared not do to her.

Once the tears had been wiped away and dried. His wife had come in to let them know that there was food. Zelda pretended to accept with grace but her stomach growled in a manner that had both King and Queen laughing like fools. They ate together as a family and the Queen decided to make many remarks at Zelda’s expense. She told her that she would be more than glad to brush her hair daily, that she was joyous to have such a beautiful girl with her, and if he didn’t know better, Rauru would have sworn she was flirting. When he looked at his wife with a raised brow, she simply winked at him making his suspicion more of an educated guess. The time for rest came once the food was finished and Zelda had been left to her own devices in a room near the royal chambers. Rauru’s curiosity had taken his steps back to his study where he wished to think more about Zelda’s condition and if there was anything he could do for her.

It really felt like he should be asking his sister for help with this subject but she was away for now and perhaps he could figure out something on his own. Time and light seemed to be the elements that this Zelda held, and he wondered if a gem could be fashioned for her to focus her abilities. One or the other would be a tremendous boon for her but would that boon be enough to help her focus her power to get her back to her time? No, it wouldn’t, would it? The sound of turning pages minute to minute, hour to hour filled his study. He became engrossed in trying to solve the problem until an interruption came. The door creaked open, and he turned with a book in hand expecting to see his wife or a guard coming in to check on him. Instead, he saw Zelda peering around with what appeared to be a guilty look on her face. A tiny crooked frown twisted a bit more when she saw him standing there. Rauru could see the sagging of her shoulders and could spot the little lines of stress on her fair features. In that moment of recognition, he realized that the princess had more problems than simply getting back to her time. His heart urged him to bring his hand to her face to tell her it would all be okay but instead, he watched her with a little smile.

“Oh! Excuse me. I didn’t expect to see you at such a late hour. I just couldn’t sleep and figured I’d try my hand at a few books here.” She said while slowly retreating.

He chuckled and shook his head, “Come on in, you’re more than free to join me.” His ear then twitched when it dawned on him that she had said it was a late hour, “Hm, late hour you say?”

Zelda nodded as she stepped past the door and let it close behind her, “Yes. I wanted to take a walk outside but I also figured a night stroll in an unfamiliar place might not be the best idea without a guide. So, I figured studying might be a better idea.”

Rauru slid a claw along his chin while humming, “Is that so? Well, I don’t mind the company but I’m afraid that I haven’t had much success in finding anything that could possibly help you. My sister would be a better judge for your sort of power and what I can tell you is limited but maybe we shouldn’t be delving so deep into the night on these topics.” He then chuckled, “That being said, if you hadn’t come in here, I would have spent the entire night burying my snout in these books.”

She smiled a bit, and rubbed her neck while muttering, “I suppose the entire point of finding a distraction when you can’t sleep, is to tire yourself out a bit instead of pushing yourself into a frenzy.”

“Perhaps we could talk about what’s keeping you from the land of dreams?” He asked with a raised brow.

The princess looked away slowly and breathed out, “My home. My people. My friends. They’re waiting for me and who knows what is happening. If I get back, will it be at the right time to be useful, or will I be forced to face yet another tragedy.”

Rauru looked at the book in his hand while he muttered, “There are far too many things out of our control as rulers.” He looked up at her just as she had turned her gaze back to him, his smile growing as he continued warmly, “We must do what we can in the moment and hope with all our hearts that it is the correct direction. I try to entrench myself in these books, in knowledge itself to see if in wisdom I can see a better way to every problem but nothing is ever so simple. This future you speak of worries me greatly, and yet, all I can do is what is in front of me right now.” Rauru then grinned, “Of course, I might be a poor example since I didn’t even realize night had fallen.”

Her lips twitched up into a proper smile, her shoulders raising a little as she hummed, “Well, I think I like your method. It makes sense to me and I think I’d like to join you on learning as much as possible. Maybe tomorrow after a bit of sleep.”

He set the book in his hand aside and took a few steps toward her before beaming, “Then how about that night walk, for now? I can be your guide, and the moon looks quite beautiful from the battlements.”

Zelda looked toward the books and then back to him with her hands at her chest before the smile on her face grew and she inclined her head, “All right.”

“Then let us be off on this moonlit date, princess.” He said with an extravagant bow.

She brought a hand up to her lips, her cheeks warming as she began to sputter, “A date? I mean, you have a wife, don’t you? I wouldn’t want her to think anything—”

Rauru chuckled as he stood at full height before he cleared his throat, “I tease but I also thought that it might help you unwind a bit. Even I can see that you’re a bundle of nerves, and if there is a way that I can make your stay more pleasant, then why not? As for my wife, I assume that she’ll make the same offer in time with the same sort of humor.”

Zelda kept her hand in place but he noticed the smile behind it as she sighed, “Well, I suppose I’ll accept your offer then.”

In keeping with the play, he extended his arm toward her. Zelda put her hand on it gently and inclined her head. With that done, Rauru began his role as Zelda’s guide and date for the night. He knew that he was pushing it just a little bit but he was glad to see that she hadn’t rejected him outright. In truth, he had felt the desire to make it more than a little act, but maybe that would upset her more than distract her. Still, seeing her sadness had brought out a desire in him to see her smile, and seeing her smile again had made him want to plant his lips to hers to tell her he was overjoyed to see that expression again. All of this he had kept tucked beneath the surface carefully and instead he had allowed his care to rise above it all.

The battlements of the castle were stonework walls facing outward, and as he had said, the moon was beautiful from this height. When they had gotten onto the battlements, it seemed as though the clouds had parted for them as a gift from the goddess presenting them with the full moon. It glowed with the typical pale light with a strange hue of gentle green as if touched by zonai magic. Zelda immediately walked toward the edge of the ramparts and much to his surprise, climbed onto the lowered segment of stone to peer out over the kingdom. Instead of showing immediate concern, he approached her while ignoring the wind flowing at the hem of her dress.

When he stopped near her, she looked down with a bright smile and spoke quickly, “The moon really is beautiful here! Do you come out here often with your wife?”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the stonework while looking out toward the moon, “Hm, yes. There are times when we need a little moment of silence to look out and see the beauty in our world. Standing here gives us both of those things as well as a chance to see the scope of what we’re responsible for.” Quietly he added, “And well, a private and intimate moment is nice.”

She stared at him for a few seconds before her cheeks began to glow even under the moonlight as she cleared her throat, “I see!”

“Tell me, princess. Do you share the burden with someone? Are there nights that you get lost in the love that someone gives you?” He then raised a brow and looked toward her with a little grin, “Do you have a lover?”

Zelda coughed, “Inappropriate as that question is, I don’t see the harm in answering. I mean, I don’t truly have a lover. There isn’t anyone I’ve been married to.”

As she fidgeted with her hair he added while rolling a hand toward her, “Buuut?”

“But it isn’t as though I haven’t had my own experiences. It can be helpful to alleviate the burden, and in the past and in the present in my time I found a few.” She said while her voice seemed to lower itself further and further.

“A few?” He then clucked his tongue, “I suppose it would make sense that you are royalty. Considering my wife and I are the same way. It is understandable, to let yourself become awash in lust and love alike.” Rauru muttered while nodding.

Zelda turned toward him fully and hopped down while shaking her head, “I wouldn’t ever say it like that! Really, are you just trying to tease me now? Enjoy seeing me squirm?”

Ruaru smiled while looking at her, “Was I embarrassing you?”

She seemed to compose herself a bit, straightening while smoothing out her dress, “Just a bit. It isn’t often that I can talk about that sort of thing so candidly. At home, I am the princess. Even if I’m just doing research I have to remember to act a bit more royal even if everyone around me doesn’t seem to mind.”

“Well, you aren’t royalty right now,” Rauru said with a hum. When he noticed that she was tilting her head, he added, “Right now, you are a guest. A cousin from far away of my wife. Though some will see you as royalty, the truth of the matter is that you are first and foremost a guest here, and hopefully a friend. So I hope that you can let your guard down a bit more. Especially if we’re out on a date such as this.”

Zelda chuckled and shook her head, “That’s easier said than done. As you said, since I’m your wife’s cousin, that means I am the cousin of a queen. I have to be on my best behavior not to embarrass either of you.”

He reached forward and took her hand gently, squeezing as he met her gaze, “Then won’t you relax around me?”

Their shared gaze remained locked for a few minutes, and Rauru wondered if he had made a mistake in touching her. The softness of her hand drew him just a bit closer and made him want to bring her in close to show her how he relaxed for the evening. He was also concerned that this might’ve been a move too bold and that Zelda might feel insulted. Instead, she looked down at his hand and placed her other over it. She closed her eyes and drew his hand to her chest where he could feel her heart thumping rapidly. The princess from another time kept her eyes closed, kept his hand to her heart, and he wondered if that had any special meaning to it.

A warning slipped from his lips as he leaned in just a bit closer, “Hold on any longer and I might take it as an invitation to your heart, and if not that, then at least your body.”

Her eyes opened but she looked away while breathing out, “I mean, I just thought I’d share your warmth for a bit. It is a little chilly, isn’t it?”

She at least managed to keep her voice steady while saying it but still, he chuckled, “Is that the best excuse you can give on a night like this? It is a little warm for my tastes but if you really want me to warm you, perhaps an embrace would be better?”

Her cheeks brightened again and she muttered, “This might be a bit much, isn’t it? After all, your wife—”

“Will be trying the same thing in due time and only upset that she did not get her chance first. The only thing I need; is your permission.” He said gently while his mouth neared her ear.

Up so close to her, Rauru could see her trembling, could feel her fingers tensing along his hand while she considered his proposition. Slowly, she let go of his hand but did not move it from her chest while she breathed out, “Then, will you share my burden tonight?”

Rauru’s hand at her chest slipped through her dress to cup around one breast, two digits squeezing gingerly while his mouth planted a soft kiss at her neck, words flowing with heat and desire alike, “Gladly, my princess.”

Was it what he said, or was it his touch? Regardless, Zelda’s reactions were a lovely sight. She twitched and buckled, her lips parting to let out a little noise that was soon covered by her hand. He moved his thumb along her nipple, pressing just a bit to earn another sound that slipped free even with her mouth covered. Rauru smiled and moved his mouth to her cheek where he began to nudge her hand out of the way with his snout. It seemed at first as if she would resist but soon their lips were joined together and soon the hand that had been covering her mouth was on his chest. She had moved her fingers beneath the short poncho he wore to press through the curled fur covering his body and dig against his bare skin. The princess did not push him away but ran her hand in small circles at that spot, her lips actually dipping into the kiss instead of shying away. It seemed that she was more eager for this than he had thought. He wondered how much of that eagerness he could tease out of her. Would he have to try very hard? Well, it would be difficult in a sense. Holding back in these types of situations was never his strong suit. Even now he wanted to move on to the next step, even now he wanted to move his mouth to her neck to bite down while bringing her close. Luckily, Rauru was more than a base beast and so he continued applying his touch and kiss nice and gently.

Nice and gentle had been the pace he had wanted to give her, but now he was finding it difficult to keep that pace for other reasons. Zelda pressed closer, her lips parting for him and their tongues meeting. Her breaths and muffled sighs grew louder, boulder despite the open air surrounding them. Both of her hands moved to grasp his cheeks as if to pull him closer, her fingers tensing against them. The heat she was displaying was too much for him to bear, too much for him to simply take and hold back. Rauru dipped his tongue into her mouth and clasped on to her chest firmly. His other hand grasped her by the rear to pull her closer, his claws pressing carefully against the material of her dress in a manner that wouldn’t rip any material.

When he tore his mouth away from hers and moved his hands away from her chest and rear; it was to grab her by the hips and seat her on the ramparts. She squeaked and the question was about to slip free of her lips when he made his move. His fingers tugged her dress up to her hips, his mouth moving to plant kisses along her inner thighs. The words slipping from her lips became a sigh, a sigh that became a sweet little moan as his mouth trailed to her crotch. Underwear blocked his way, but fangs made quick work of that sending scraps of material across the battlements. He swore he could hear her huffing about it but in the first place, those clothes had been ones that he had provided. So shouldn’t he have the right to rip them for his pleasure? Her hands pushed down atop his head as if she were giving him a haughty response for doing such a thing but he simply chuckled and let his long tongue out to drag against her slit. Her fingers went from pushing him down to curling through silver strands of hair as she huffed and brought her legs up onto his shoulders. Again, the pace of his movements slowed his tongue sliding along the outside of her mound before he dipped in. Both of his hands remained at her thighs, massaging gingerly until he suddenly gripped tight. At the same time, he dug his tongue deep inside of her and twisted it, eyes shut as he focused on the task set before him.

Zelda squirmed against his touch, squeaked, and sighed before locking her legs around his shoulders to bring him closer. She even started to moan without covering her mouth. One of her hands remained atop his head to toy through the strands of hair while the other had been retracted to her chest and held in a tight fist. Even though her moans were slipping in the air, it seemed that she might’ve been holding back still. Of course he had to put a stop to that silliness. He pushed his tongue as far as it would go with his maw over her crotch, his claws digging into her thigh a bit. This produced a wonderful sound followed by a quiet curse. There was a hasty set of commands given to him somewhere along the lines of asking him to ease up a bit but he didn’t listen. Instead, he ground his tongue against her insides and brought it out slowly only to push against her most sensitive spots. She managed to muffle her moans just a bit but soon they spilled forth again as he felt the gush of her climax.

He slowly pulled his tongue out and before she had time to react, he got up and pulled aside the sarong he wore to reveal his shaft. The princess watched with wide eyes as he set his primal cock atop her crotch. One of her hands felt over the top and as warmth blossomed within him from the touch, she muttered, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite so big.”

“Understandable from your own kind, but you’re telling me you’ve never had a Zora or Rito?” He asked with a small smirk.

Zelda cleared her throat, “Well…I can’t really say whether or not I have or haven’t. I mean, if we’re being honest I might’ve experimented a little because I traveled a lot and met a lot of interesting people. There were many that didn’t even know me as a princess and those that did seemed to open up quite a bit in private when they found that I wasn’t so royal, but I uh, I don’t see how that matters much at all.”

When she was practically glowing from the tips of her ears to her cheeks, he added with a snicker, “And haven’t you researched the monsters of your time? I’m certain that many would have something larger than this.”

Her cheeks flared as she coughed, “And why would I ever study something like that?!”

“My, so this is your first time studying something so different than what you are used to? Please, take all the time you need to memorize it.” And he then leaned close while touching a set of loose locks from her hair, his lips near her ear as he purred, “Memorize the taste, the feel, and much more as you return the favor and before I bring you back to your quarters.”

She shuddered against his touch but did not back away. Instead, she slid down from the stone she sat on and wobbled a bit before lowering herself. Zelda didn’t have to crouch down far before her lips were hovering over the tip of his shaft, both of her hands moving to touch each side of the base, one drifting to his heavy balls while the other moved to the tip of his cock. Each of her touches was a spot of warmth and heat that radiated to the rest of his body. He wasn’t pent up by any means but he had his desires and often kept them tucked away until the right time, and this was most certainly the right time.

The gentle and careful touch gracing his shaft began to become a bit bolder. Soft fingers gripped around his shaft before passing down to the base, the hand at his balls cupping and lifting each orb gingerly before massaging them. At the same time, Rauru reached down to touch the back of the princess’ head to guide her lips closer to his cock. It seemed that he had made a useless movement as Zelda’s head moved on its own, her lips soon planting gentle pecks over the tip of his shaft. The blossoming heat only grew as her lips passed over the head, as her fingers began to pump his cock a bit faster. It wasn’t long before he felt her tongue along his shaft, every inch of his member subjected to the soft and wet touch of her tongue. He shuddered as he felt a trail of her warm saliva cooling in the evening breeze, whatever sweat beading down his massive shaft collected by her mouth and cleansed. When her tongue got to the base, she stopped for a moment to breathe. Her breaths were a fine mist curling around his member, a steam that seemed to desire purchase in his mind. If he allowed himself, then he could easily let himself lean back and drown in this lovely pleasure, but he wouldn’t exactly be a proper participant. Touching her face and hair was enough for him right now in terms of participation but her reactions were what he really wanted to be cognizant for.

Zelda’s eyes seemed to be covered by the mist of her own breath, a muted glow hiding behind that soft blue. She had been touching every inch of his shaft until now but both her hands had moved to cup and lift his balls, her tongue soon moving as well to resume work. Each of his orbs was lavished by her tongue, and if he didn’t know any better, worshiped. It felt as if he were being given service by an attendant instead of a lover, and for some reason, he felt that Zelda enjoyed that fact. The way her eyes glowed, the way her body shuddered whenever she spotted the idle twitch of his cock, or whenever she heard him utter a little sigh of contentment and pleasure. Of course he couldn’t just leave it alone. He had to tease, even if it was just a little bit.

“So studious, princess. I would almost think that your fascination has turned to full-on worship and admiration. Is that the case? Do you love the taste? What you see and what you feel?” He said in small rumbles and purrs.

Her tongue stopped, her fingers tensing and twitching before she slowly tried to look away. He held her head in place with her lips mere inches from his balls, and while her cheeks burned, the princess managed to breathe out, “Yes, sire.”

Funny, that type of talk wouldn’t have much of an effect on him but there was something about the misty-eyed princess kneeling for him that made him rumble with delight. Perhaps it was that she was royalty as well, and perhaps it was that fact that made his hackles rise and his fangs ache as he thought of dominating this girl. Quietly, Rauru took his shaft to slap it against her cheek while he muttered, “Then what do you want right now? Our night is nowhere near over, but you know that I can’t hold on for long with those sweet lips of yours working. Shall I paint your face? Or maybe you would prefer something to drink?”

Again, he was surprised by her eagerness and the fact that she simply nodded and spoke her intent quite clearly, “Please, paint me, sire.”

That last little title again dripped with such desire and lust that he felt himself shudder as his desire to answer that call began to buzz through him. With a small smile, he began to stroke his shaft as he felt the heat and pressure rising through his gut, and at the same time, he rumbled, “Show me your breasts.”

Zelda pushed her dress down over her chest to let her rounded breasts out into the air and sag. She opened her mouth and placed her hands on her knees while looking up at him, her tongue sticking out and the mist of her lust practically pouring from her lips. He continued to pump while looking down at the state of the royal girl beneath him. Her fingers were twitching, as if to show her desire to place them between her legs. Those lust-clouded eyes of hers were peering up at him intently waiting for him before she closed them to keep her safe. He teased and taunted her still by slapping his cock against her face and chest, occasionally prodding her cheek while lines of pre fired off from his shaft. However, he couldn’t keep that up for long. His own desires were mounting, the pressure deep within him growing further and further until his slow pace began to quicken. Rauru pumped his cock faster, the throbbing of his member apparent as the pleasure urged a swelling through it with each pulse. Finally, with a snarl and a snap of his jaws, Rauru released his load onto the princess’ face. Zelda shut her eyes just as the first line of his thick seed hit her tongue and face. He made sure to get her chest as well, to let her feel the warmth and thickness of his virile desire. This would be what he would pump into her, this would be what he would stain her insides with until she cried out for him in utter bliss. When he finished, he eased his primal shaft against her tongue and let out one last spurt to let her taste his blessing and his cock. She closed her lips around his member dutifully and kept her eyes closed, and only opened them when he pulled back out of her mouth with a little pop.

“Well, princess.” He said while clasping her chin gingerly to marvel at his work, “Shall we retire to your quarters?”

Rauru waited for her to nod before he brought her up by the arm and began to lead her. She stumbled a few times while trying to grab her dress and pull it back over her breasts, and there were a few surprised complaints, but Rauru simply chuckled. He continued to tug her along and when she continued to squawk a bit too much, he pressed her to a stone wall and planted his mouth against hers. His hands grasped her wrists to keep them there, and when he hoped his message had been made clear, he pulled away slowly. Her hands moved under her chest and clasped together, her lips pursed and her cheeks beaming beneath the moonlight. He motioned with a claw for her to follow along and turned to start walking. He’d have to apologize later for being such a beast but he just couldn’t help himself right now. Zelda walked with her chest exposed and her body trembling with him to her quarters. There were a few guards out on the late shift who couldn’t help but stiffen at the sight. Zelda, to her credit, walked with him the entire way without complaint.

The room that served as Zelda’s guest quarters was similar to a royal room. It held the colors of black, green, and silver along the covers of a large bed, and the walls were lined with shelves with what he had hoped were good picks of books that she could pick up easily enough. There was even a dresser and a mirror for her to do with as she pleased. When they entered and the door shut behind them, Rauru wasted no time in shedding his clothes. Sarong and poncho out of the way, armlets and jewelry plucked until his entire form was on display. He walked over to Zelda whose red cheeks could more easily be appreciated under the lantern light and pressed a claw to her dress as if he were about to yank it from her. Instead, he leaned in and pecked the top of her nose before stepping back and away to seat himself at the edge of the bed. The eagerness and passion in her had been tempered a bit by the embarrassment she had gone through, but still, she had a crooked smile on her face full of the same lust that had seen her worshiping his cock so eagerly. Before long, she uttered a shaky breath and began to disrobe fully. The dress came off first, and then the braids of her hair allowing it to flow freely like fields of golden wheat blessed by the goddess. When nothing covered her body, when nothing shielded her from him; he got up and took her hand in the softest way possible. Rauru then brought it up to plant a kiss atop her wrist as his final act of sweetness for the evening.

“Put your hands on the bed and stick your hips out.” He rumbled as he let go of her hand.

“Yes, sire.” Came her trembling words.

Zelda obeyed and placed her hands at the edge of the bed while hiking her hips up high in the air. One of his hands felt over her rear, the other sliding along her back and up to her hair where he grabbed a fistful slowly and tugged while muttering, “Ask your king to breed you.”

It spilled from her lips faster than he had expected and with more intensity as well, “Breed me like I am your bitch, my lord.”

The trembling desire spilling from her was enough to cause him to growl as he yanked her hair a bit harder, “Then I will hold nothing back.”

He took hold of his shaft and eased it against her slit which was already slick with her want. A few pokes and prods and that lovely royal mound opened for him allowing him to dip inside of the shallows before he plunged in nearly every inch of his cock in one go. She gasped and trembled, her hands clutching the sheets of the bed. Nearly every inch of his girth was rooted and twitching inside of her. To his surprise and delight, Zelda was already moaning and sighing so joyfully, her hips rocking back and forth to grind away the burden of royalty and let herself rejoice in this lustful jubilee. Rauru continued easing his length inside of her until his hips touched her rear, from that point onward, the King then began his assault. Hips yanking back all the way before crashing forward against her ass, each thrust burying every inch of his shaft inside of her. The sound of her moans echoing off the wall was joined by the song of her rear being struck at a constant pace by his hips. The heat of her insides clamping on his cock urged him to forget all thought in favor of base feeling, in favor of primal desire driving his body. He yanked at her hair again and leaned down to bite her shoulder, his hands moving along her body to clutch her close to his form as he continued to breed her. Both of his hands clutched and toyed with her chest, fingers around her nipples pinching and tugging. The times he realized he might’ve been being too rough he opened his mouth to ask before biting back down on her as he heard her moaning for more before he could even say a thing. Her own heat was beyond expectation as she simply kept on whimpering for more and more, her rear crashing back toward him as she moved and rolled her hips with all of the strength she could muster. That being the case, whatever strength she held began to wane as he thrust harder, as his fingers pressed against her chest and his claws grazed against the surface. He could feel his throbbing shaft begging for this exciting new release. Each push brought him to the furthest part of her raw cunt, and he knew what would happen if he let his load loose. He should have asked her, he should have told her that it would be fine since they had elixirs, but instead, he couldn’t help himself and thrust once more to let loose a torrent of his seed. Zelda gasped and groaned aloud, her body slumping to the bed as her insides drank in every drop of his virile seed. She did not struggle, did not try to move away, but still, Rauru kept his arms wrapped around her tight until he was finished. When he pulled out, his shaft slid free of her cunt with a wet pop.

Some of his mind had returned to him, enough that he looked down at her body marked with his claws and fangs, and winced. He touched her shoulder gingerly and breathed out, “Are you okay after all that, princess?”

Zelda muttered something and turned around on her back. Her eyes were shut and her chest rose and fell slowly. He had to stop himself or else he’d laugh aloud. She really must have been exhausted after all she went through, so no wonder she would pass out after that. Rauru could keep going, could continue his lust, but doing so right now wouldn’t be as fun. With a small smile, he helped the slumbering princess to bed and tucked her in gingerly before sitting next to her. He placed a hand on her head while making sure she would remain asleep before he left. It just didn’t seem right to leave someone he had just been intimate with.

The door creaked open and his attention turned to that spot to see his wife wandering in with a little smile. She began to slip free of her clothes as she asked with a chuckle, “So, how was she?”

He watched his wife with joy and wonder. Her curved body touched by soft browns and topped by platinum hair bringing a swelling to his chest, “More eager than I thought, and very obedient.”

Sonia hummed and brought herself onto his lap with one of her hands slipping between them to grasp his shaft, “I can see that she wasn’t enough for your appetite.”

One of his hands cupped her chest in kind, thumb passing over the nipple while he rumbled, “She was tired already and couldn’t get to sleep, the poor thing. It seems that I certainly helped her out with that problem. If you had come in a bit earlier, you might’ve been able to join.”

She raised her hips and drew her lips to his, her fingers guiding his shaft her the warmth of her entrance. As he dipped inside of that familiar heat, she pulled her mouth away and breathed out, “Unlike you, I had planned on going to sleep at a healthy time. I thought that I should wrest my husband away from books and silly things in order to make him sleep, but it seems that you were up due to other reasons.” She then snickered, “And I feel as though our dear guest would be even cuter if she woke up to this.”

As Rauru began to buck inside of her, as he felt her insides tightening on him, he purred and grabbed a few strands of her hair to bring her head back, “You have no idea. A few moments of being stunned, and then I’d have her lips on your beautiful rear with a simple command.”

Sonia gasped but chuckled, her hips moving faster now as he felt the heat between them grow, “My, she really pulled the beast right out of you. I have to tease it out of you slowly. Should I be jealous?”

His arm looped around her back while the hand on her hair went to her cheek, his mouth moving near hers as he muttered, “That’s only because my love for you is great enough to soothe the beast within me. Whenever I hear your voice there is a simple love in me that overpowers all.” He thought her heard her voice shaking and preparing a response, but that was interrupted as he growled, “But if you want a beast.”

She gasped at first as he jolted his hips upward, but then she laughed in utter joy as she was bounced up and down onto his lap. Her lips were soon locked with his, her fingers digging through the fur of his back to hold on for dear life as he bred his wife with all of his love and beastly desire. Zelda had a beautiful body, but Sonia had a few more curves in places, had a bit more depth to her body that let him cling on as tight as possible and give it his all without fear that he would harm her. His throbbing shaft seemed ready to blow again just from the excitement of having someone right next to them. Even if he came once again, he would be able to get it up in no time at all with his libido being the way it was. Despite that, he continued to hold himself back while enjoying every moment and every movement. The hand on her chest had moved to grasp her cheek to keep it in place while their mouths were locked in a loving embrace. Their tongues met and dipped together, warm spittle traded between mouths as their bodies melded together. He could feel her deepest spots opening up for him, waiting for him to let loose his seed. Unlike with Zelda, there would be no offers of elixir, there would be no prevention for this because they both wanted it plain and simple. Part of him thought it would be wonderful to let Zelda experience the same but he knew that his instinct needed to take a back seat to wisdom on that one. With this, however, he did not have to hold back. With the thought of breeding pulsing through his mind, he thrust inside of his wife once more and filled her to the brim.

Sonia brought her mouth away and breathed out slowly, “More.”

The evening began to clamber onward. Sleep had become something for their guest rather than themselves. They both continued to meld their bodies together, each of them rolling their hips in different ways until they were sore. His cock throbbed and pulsed, his mind buried in utter joy as he filled her time and time again. When even he found himself at his limit, his fingers were made to work. Her hips hovered above his lap, his fingers digging inside of her while their lips remained locked together. Finally, after what felt like hours, both of them collapsed to the bed asleep covered in sweat. Tomorrow Rauru would have to take a break from this but for now, he enjoyed the feeling of blissful exhaustion taking him. One of his arms curled around the princess to keep her close to his warmth while his concerns pecked at him in his dreams, and the other remained around the Queen to shield her from an uncertain future and to give himself the strength to continue on.