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Kass had held Link crying through the night as memories poured through him. He and the Rito Champion had been lovers. They certainly hadn't started that way, but just before the Calamity...

Link worried similar losses would return to him.

Kass pointed out the next morning, "You will likely carry more and more grief as your memories return. The Calamity took much from everyone, perhaps took the most from you. Steel yourself against the loss and know there will be new friends and lovers to take. You are young, still, little Hylian. And if the songs are sure, you will live long life."

It was a quiet exchange before the two embraced and the bard took off. The handsome Rito somehow knew Link well enough to know he needed to be alone with his grief. He spent one last day at the lagoon before quietly continuing his quest, heading north to Death Mountain. He wasn't ready to turn to the west yet. He needed time before he could face the failure that loomed in Rito Village. First Zelda... who still was wisps for Link, and now the haughty--but sweet, bold, heroic and handsome, he thought--Rito Champion he had failed.

It took him two days to reach the Death Mountain Stable. The stable only served travelers who boarded their horse at the foot of the mountain and those leaving from the mountain. Beside the treacherous footing, the heat of the mountain would cook any mount who got close. Link stocked up on supplies at the stable, exchanging as little words as possible. He had enough fire proof elixirs to make for a day and half of travel in the mountain, which should have been more than enough time for him to scale the mountain to Goron City. From there, he could resupply or find some other means to protect himself from the mountain heat.

From the top of the Death Mountain tower, he could see the lava fields from below. Even from the tower, facing the mountain felt like standing next to a campfire. He felt himself sweating as he retrieved one of the elixirs and drank half of it before dowsing his clothes and pack with the rest. Ready, he glided down to the mountain road. The heat seemed to stay at that campfire level, but his exposed skin also felt partially numb as if it had been electrified. The elixir did its work on his clothes and pack, and whether it was the old King's spirit or some magic in its make, his paraglider seemed protected from the intense heat as well.

Most of the road to Goron City seemed clear of lurking monsters. Though, Link had a clear view of their camps and a shrine as well, which he marked on his map for later. He'd return when his time on the mountain wasn't numbered. Ahead, the road entered a small canyon and ended at a cliff he knew from his map he would have to scale. The southern mine was right past there. But as Link approached the boulder strewn path, the ground began to shake.

Link drew his sword and backpedaled. The ground before him opened up, and there stood a lumbering rock formation in the rough outline of a person, only it was bigger than anything Link had faced since waking. Much bigger. Its stone surface was cracked with molten heat, and crowning its top was a dark spike of rock with glittering ore and vibrant malice churning within it.

Link's first instinct was to keep a wide berth and try to move past it. The creature was obviously slow, but as Link tried to skirt its flank it spun and hurled its massive boulder arm in his path. Link barely raised his shield in time. The rock exploded and he felt fire and shrapnel climb up his legs, but he was able to protect most of his body with the shield he carried. He turned back to the creature, as it slammed into the ground, the rock around it taking on the same fiery glow before it ripped out a new boulder-sized arm from the earth. Link was sure at a sprint he could get past it, but even if he did, there was no way he could scale the cliff without getting crushed by another throw like that.

He faced the creature. His intuition told him that growth on its head was like an exposed nerve. The resonance of some old memory. He stowed his shield and drew his bow before the creature had a chance to react and fired an arrow. It pinged off the rock like any arrow would, but the boulder monster swayed--collapsed. Link charged it sword out. His flame elixir did no good on the extreme heat of the monster's back, but it didn't matter. His skin burning, he leapt up the monster until he was able to stand before that exposed nerve of ore and malice. He struck it with the best swing he could muster, at where the malice looked strongest. The force snapped his blade, but took a head-sized chunk from the stone. Link felt the stone beneath his feet rumble, then a sudden memory came to him like a slap in the face.

Talos explode when they're killed.

Link leapt off, but it was too late. The explosion of the Igneo Talos was especially potent, and catapulted Link into the air, his entire body washed in flame and smoldering rock. He flipped once and landed on his head.

Darkness.

"L-Link--ah," Mipha huffed. A soft, scaled hand rested on Link's head as it was buried between her soft but strong thighs, his chin already wet beneath her dripping sex. With all the ceaseless traveling, researching, and training Zelda did these days, it was so rare Link got the chance to have a moment alone with Mipha anymore.

They both took advantage of every second. Mipha not even uttering a word before the hero, at the lip of a waterfall overlooking Zora's domain, began kissing down her throat. The two lovers fell into old habits and soon Mipha was on her back and Link between her thighs eating out the Zora princess' pussy. It was risky, any Zora with sharp eyes wandering the periphery of the domain might see them. But Link knew Mipha wanted that risk. They just as easily could have escaped to her Divine Beast, but Mipha had led him here.

The flood of her femme cum spilled freely. Link wondered how hot with need she'd been since she got word he would be arriving. It turned on Link to no end to see how much she yielded to his touch. His lips pressed into her mound so he could taste her. Hylian pussy was more bitter than Mipha's, it was a little salt and a little sour. Link drank from her like a man coming out the Gerudo Desert.

After her body finished shaking from her minor orgasm, Link licked up her folds to her clit. He sank two fingers into her spread pussy and pushed them up against her g-spot.

"Link! Wait--" But Link didn't, he jabbed those fingers into her spot and made her groan, her cunt clenching down hard to stop him. While he worked her over with his fingers, his lips closed on her clit. He sucked hard, and her thighs closed on Link's head. Her tail slapped the ground as Link kept sawing those fingers in and out--increasing her pleasure at a torturous pace. She always said Link went too fast, but he couldn't help himself. He loved seeing the dazed Zora princess panting dumbly whenever he made her cum hard as possible. She loved it, too, though she was too embarrassed to admit it.

Link added a third finger and picked up the pace. His knuckles grew stiff as they jabbed that soaked cunny, her fluids sliding down to Link's wrist and spilling all over her tail. Mipha's clit was throbbing as Link alternated between hard sucking and flicking his tongue across it with practiced ease. Mipha admitted no one made her cum like he did, and Link relished that. Her body twisted on the smooth stone, moaning his name as her hips jumped and bucked. It was so much her body couldn't contain it. When she started cumming again, her hands pressed down to try and get Link off her, but the hero was insistent.

He kept his face persistently on her sex as her legs and hips bucked to try and end the over-stimulation she faced. Femme cum squirted across his chin and arm every time Link withdrew his fingers. His teeth grazed her nub as he kept working her over. Over the sound of the waterfall you could hear Mipha screaming. Once he got that from her he quickly pulled out his fingers, grabbed her hips, and pulled her spasming sex against his mouth. The flow of her juices met his eager tongue as he ate her out. His gentle ministrations let her ride out the overwhelming orgasm till Mipha was panting. She stared up at the sky while her hero's tongue dug between her folds. In some ways, Link was jealous--when he was fucked nothing could make him feel as overcome as Mipha seemed to be when she truly came.

Eventually Mipha had the presence of mind to grab his shoulder and Link let himself be pulled up over his princess. The two exchanged a kiss, Mipha moaning sweetly at the taste of her own cunt. The Hylian was naked against her and she felt his hard cock throbbing against her thigh.

She whispered in his ear, "I thought about it. What you suggested last time? I... I'm willing to do that for you."

Link kissed her throat, his cock now brushing against her mound. "Are you sure?"

"You trust me, right Link?"

Link laughed softly in her ear which made Mipha shudder more than the dick teasing her folds. "With my life, Mipha."

Link moaned as Mipha's wet sex embraced his cock. She was always so warm and tight, pliable and responsive. Link had built up a decent stamina over the years, though, so he wasn't worried about cumming early as he hilted inside the princess. When his cock pulled away he felt his blonde pubes soaked by her pussy. He kissed her again as he started humping into her. If anyone saw them from the base of the waterfall, the two lovers thrashing together, their affair would have been obvious with Mipha grabbing her thighs and holding them spread. Her tail pushed her hips up into Link's thrust.

Both of them fucked with the franticness that made it seem like they were desperate to breed.

Link broke the kiss to groan, feeling his dick bottoming out in her. His hips and balls were soaked by her wet cunt by then. And when Link arched his back is when Mipha took her chance to give Link what he wanted.

Pain was something that always turned Link on. So when he felt a sudden tear across his throat his only thought was to close his eyes and rut Mipha harder. She had bit him, hard like he asked, dangerously hard. Blood started to run down his chest as he picked up the pace of his rut. The thought he might die before he came made him pound Mipha as hard as he could. The princess wrapped her legs around him and leaned up so she could kiss his jawline, his blood smearing onto her cream colored scales as their chests pushed together. Link felt lightheaded, his body going a bit numb as he desperately fucked her. He knew he wasn't able to pull breath anymore, and his muscles were burning. He wondered, briefly, if this was what Mipha felt like when she came--so overwhelmed with pleasure it felt like she was dying.

Only Link was.

Mipha held him close and whispered, "Cum for me, my love--please."

Link groaned and obeyed. His cock fired harder than it had in months as he fell over against her, his head spinning in sweet delirium. He felt her walls milking him of his seed, her body frantic to have it take root in her belly. It couldn't, but Link always imagined how Mipha would look with her belly round and taught while she sat on his face and he ate out her swollen pussy. It was a good final image, before Link felt his whole body going numb--and darkness.

When he woke--whole and healed. Mipha had him wrapped in her arms and was cooing to him softly.

Link woke in a coughing fit on the hot brimstone of Death Mountain.

He felt confused--where had Mipha gone--

Then he remembered. He groaned, and smacked the ground with a fist. His previous recovered memories told him they were close, but he had no idea...

He must have died in that explosion, and like back then Mipha whisked him away from the brink. Her powers had restored Link's body, and he felt better than he had before fighting the Talos. He sat up and took stock. His clothes were in rags, burnt and shredded from the explosion. His sword shattered, his shield had been thrown somewhere, but his body had managed to absorb most of the explosion so his bow and pack were intact. The Sheikah Slate seemed untouched. Link was sure he could throw the thing into Death Mountain and it would be fine. He recognized the road a few dozen paces away, the explosion had thrown him a distance.

He struggled to his feet, the weight of pain in his chest left his body's rejuvenation seemingly cancelled out.

He needed to get to Goron City--needed to continue his quest. He needed--

All he could think about was Mipha cooing softly in his ear.

Link heard a snarl from behind him. He spun in time to see the Fire Lizalfos leap into the air. It was the wrong move at the worst possible time for this creature. With a stunningly easy precision, Link caught the wrist of the creature and spun, twisting the lizard in the air and slamming it on his back with Link on top of him. That left the Lizalfos dazed long enough for Link to take its crooked and forked sword from his grip. The Hylian slammed the steel down against the lizard's neck. The tips of the weapon planted in the rock while blade was pressed to the Lizalfos' throat.

Link told the creature in its tongue. "I need something from you, beast. Stay still and you won't die."

The Lizalfos, in many ways, was stunned enough it didn't react until Link reached down and started rubbing his slit. This got a quake from the beast. Link needed anything to distract him right now, and this monster had wandered right to him as that need was at its height.

When it came clear what Link wanted, the Lizalfos became much more cooperative. They were smarter than most other monsters, but they're lusts once inflamed overtook all other sense. Link looked down at the endowment that began to spread from the Lizard's waist. It was hot. Hot enough that even the elixir didn't keep Link from enjoying the heat pouring off that cock. The shaft was red and long, covered in an oily secretion. It grew and grew as Link ran his hand down the shaft, from slit to spaded tip. When the lizard was at full mast, Link collected the pre at his tip and tasted it. It was nearly boiling, a salt and earthy taste of lizard heated to the point Link wasn't sure he could take it without the elixir. Even then, he wasn't sure it still wouldn't hurt.

It was perfect.

Link didn't waste any time. He rose up on his hips and straddled the lizard's cock between his cheeks. He grinded against it once before he guided the tip to his entrance and sank down. Link had not taken a cock since Kass, so the entry might have been hard if not for the lizard's natural lubricant. And the Lizalfos was endowed. He was no Nock or Kass, but he could feel how thick even a few inches of hot lizard dick slipping into him was before he bottomed out on the twelve total the beast offered Link. The hero groaned, his thoughts getting obliterated and his cock firmed up beneath him. That heated prick made Link aware of where every throbbing inch was inside him. He'd never experienced anything like it.

When Link bottomed out he was panting, looking down at the Lizalfos. He could touch his belly and feel the crest of the endowment inside him. He reached over ripped the blade out the ground and tossed it away. The Lizalfos understood his invitation clearly.

Link was slammed into the rock as the lizard flipped him on his back. The hero gasping for a breath as the lizard eagerly raised his hips into the air. Link grabbed his ankles and pulled them back and told the lizard. "F-fuck me."

The lizard cocked his head. "Breed?"

"Yes dammit!"

The Lizalfos growled and withdrew before slamming his length back in. Link felt every inch of that heated cock slip from him before the girth spread him again. The pressure on his prostate was strange but incredible. The heated shaft rubbing against it made it difficult to think of anything but this lizard trying to rut him like some heat stricken bitch. Link felt his back scratched by stone. He grit is teeth. His cock spilled pre down his belly, before he felt a tongue lick up his chest.

"Taste a marking," the Lizalfos said. He growled and he started hitting Link with a series of short thrusts. "Mine now." Link didn't care in the moment who owned him. He felt himself cumming, though, as the Lizalfos claimed ownership. The lizard snarled as he felt Link clenching down on his cock. His abused rim frantic for the Lizalfos' fiery essence. The lizard cock inside him throbbed and Link felt the Lizalfos grab his shoulders. Claws dug in before the monster hilted Link and went very still. Except for the dick inside him. Link felt it shuddering before a flood of cum made Link's back arch and moan.

It was so hot and thick. Link could feel it burning inside him--eating up his nerves. Tears came to his eyes and his dwindling orgasm returned with vigor as his seed shot and sizzled against his ragged chest and shredded tunic. Link let go his ankles and wrapped his legs around the Lizalfos and ground his hips against the creature's, urging on the dick inside him. The heat made him sweat and feel lightheaded, like he was close to fever as he felt seed overrun inside him and spill down his ass. Link whimpered and squirmed on the hot lizard cock until the Lizalfos, with a tug, forced Link's legs away and pulled out. He stepped back and admired the hero panting on the ground, cum dribbling from his ass.

When Link looked up, he saw the Lizard's tip still dripped thick white beads of lizard seed. He was still hard. The Lizalfos said, "You turn over on knees. We breed again. Then I take you back to camp for brothers."

Shuddering, Link weakly did as he told. He needed this. Needed to be taken and pulled from the grim quest expected of him. As he spread his knees and lifted his ass into the air, he felt the lizard's satisfied growl as his cock returned to Link's rim. Cum was still leaking out of him when that red hot cock tip pushed back into him and obliterated any concern about what it was he was supposed to do here.

He would be at Death Mountain longer than he thought.