not_that_shady | Memeboxing

[So enamored with her form, the remark is past him as his lips return to know the warmth of her body once more. His knees bend to give him the needed height to truly admire her breasts, cupping them and lifting them to his mouth so that each nipple knows the inexperienced kiss of his lips. He cannot help but feel somewhat foolish, wondering just how he appears as he sucks hard upon each of her firm glands, rubbing the tips of his thumbs over them once they are free from his teeth.]

So big.. Your breasts they're.. They're so amazing..

[His wonderment with her body drags him deeper into the lustful act, burying and nuzzling his face into her cleavage as his body begins to instinctively grind into her thighs. The growing measure of the sword he kept beneath his clothes pronounces itself, a length which might surprise the Princess of the Twili. His steel-like eagerness bucks hard into her leg, becoming more like a dog than a man as Link is unable to control his desires and his apparent need to study more of her body.]

A-ahUFF!

[The nip of teeth against her chilled nipple causes her to gasp, her knees finally giving out under her--he may feel foolish, but his instincts are perfect. She topples over with Link attached, landing in a disorganized and hair-trailing heap on the pillows. Once she comes around and realizes where they are, she curls arms and a single long, blue leg around him, her half-skirt hiking up to her hip.]

Don't stop now...

[The fall takes him by surprise, now being under the woman as his eyes go wide at their new position. There's no reason to cease, no viable point to make him stop but he cannot help but drink in her form once more now that his eyes are positioned from a different perspective. To be close to such beauty is almost a crime, to see the perfection of her curves and the depth of her majesty while he is but a lowly lad of the sky.

Yet, such conviction lasts for only a fraction of time, his hands plucking at the fruit of her vine-like body as if her nipples were fresh grapes. Link doesn't watch his strength, becoming a bit more harsh in his pinching as he gauges the reaction of her voice and body.]

I can't.. I refuse to stop.. Goddess, if this some joke or a dream, I hope to never wake up.

[She gasps and squirms, the last shadowy shreds of her top falling away where it had clung precariously before. One long blue leg folds up between the edges of her wrap skirt, and a knee rests on the ground next to Link's side as he steadies herself. Her hand rests on his chest, pressing him down lightly.]

You're going to pull parts of me off, like that. [It sounds like a joke but he WAS getting a little rough.] Maybe you can use a little... distraction.

[Whee's the other hand, you ask? Funny you should mention it, because it's traveling up his thigh over the fabric of his trousers, and knowingly brushes the straining heat she finds before plucking a bit at the laces of his fly.]

[His grip lessens at the first touch of her hand, feeling the foreign brush of her fingers pulling at the strings which kept his virginity in check. The simple way she draws his pants open only adds to the growing bulge now extending from his trousers, standing up and pointing with an angle once the ties are undone. Link moans deeply, a manly gasp of air rising from his lungs when the beautiful goddess makes her next intentions known.

Words are lost again, watching with narrow eyes as she so masterfully handles his body. Where he is an amateur with such things, it is so obvious that Midna knows exactly what to do to ensure that his thoughts, nay, his body melts against her touch. Desperation builds as hands drop from her incredible form, laying at his sides as he's now made into putty for her hands to mold.

There are no undergarments which cover his length, his flesh exposed to the cold kiss of the air about them. The uncut appendage throbs as it makes its first appearance to potential mate, begging to be used to the satisfaction of the woman who has captured his desires and imagination. For a lad his age, he appears more than capable in length and girth, a well endowed male who wields more than one "legendary blade".]

Yesss--

[The quiet hiss attached to the word shows her satisfaction. He's quite impressive, just like she knew he would be. The fact that this was her hero in a state of purity, never had been touched by another, was somewhat thrilling on top of everything else.]

[...And on top is exactly where she happens to be. She teases him with a brush of fingers against his lendth, before grasping with a slightly-chilled hand. A slow, meaningful stroke follows as she brings a leg around to straddle his hips, her lips meeting his to dull the moan that she KNEW would come from them. as she lowers herself slowly against him.]

[Even with the pressing of her lips, Link is unable to silence his cry of pleasure as he's finally introduced to the inner sanctum of her womb. The slow descent is almost unbearable, the sort of pace which makes his loins ache and shudder. He's forced to study every subtle nuance of her sleeve, the walls hugging him like a well-fit glove. Fluids ease his entrance, giving reason for the Skyloftian to believe that the Princess wants this just as much as he does (as if their actions so far hadn't been hint of that already..)

His back arches, his slender form easily manipulated by her touch and advance. His entire length is soon buried inside of her lips, making the young boy grunt as a vacant look comes to his face. Just being put inside of her marvelous body was enough to make the once pristine hero a dumbfounded mess. When their kiss breaks, his mouth hangs open with a stupefied smile at his lips. Hips rise in an erratic rhythm, trying to let instinct control how he begins to dip himself into her dripping pocket.]

Y-Your.. Hnngh-.. Goddess.. My c-cock is melt.. melting

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XD I'm so sorry for that last line pfft

I'd be disappointed if you hadn't used it. ^_~

Re: I'd be disappointed if you hadn't used it. ^_~