Dragon Roost Requiem 2

Dragon Roost Requiem II
by Publius

Achtung: I do not own nor have access to the rights of any of the characters involved in this story. Likewise, I do not profit in any material way from its production; it was done solely for entertainment purposes. The following story contains graphic depictions of sexual situations and, depending on your views about Medli, possible bestiality. If you are under the legal age to encounter such material or find such subject matter distasteful, then you’d best find suitable entertainment elsewhere. Questions, comments, and criticisms will all be taken under proper advisement if mailed to maro_virgil@yahoo.com

Note: I was impressed by the original work by Ranier_Rilke, and have tried to copy his style and what I thought his storyline was.

Dragon Roost Requiem II

The Ritos gathered in the main chamber of their massive colony. Prince Komali stood beside his aging father, the chieftain, and surveyed his people. Most of them were assembled, facing the large entryway which opened to the south beaches and natural harbor. Even Medli came. Her correct posture pulled the top of her dress tight across her ample breasts, but Komali hardly seemed to notice. He just wanted everything to be in place if Tetra was arriving. The lookout had spotted her ship, but none could say if she was piloting it.
He listened as men came up the rampart, hauling chests of goods. They crossed the threshold and shouted their welcome. Behind all the men came Tetra. Her platinum hair was still spiky, but she’d let it come down, hanging just above her shoulders now. Her blue shirt and short breeches were tight as always which pleased Komali’s eye. He’d spent nights imagining seizing those large, tanned breasts or her firm, round butt.
“Welcome again, Captain Tetra, to Dragon Roost,” Komali declared.
His father and the others echoed the welcome.
Tetra smiled. “Thank you, prince, for the warm reception. I hope you didn’t trouble yourself too much.”
“No trouble for you,” he replied. “What can we do to help you with while you visit our isle?”
“I’m sorry but I won’t be here long. I would like it if you helped my crew restock some supplies.” Her eyes turned to Medli. “I would also like to speak with the dragon.”
Murmurs were exchanged around the chamber.
“Priestess Medli, will you consent to escorting Miss Tetra to consult His Holiness, Valoo?” asked the aging chieftain.
The pious Rito stepped forward. “Give me time to prepare, and I will go with her to the summit of Dragon Roost,” she said with a respectful bow of her head. Some of her auburn hair fell in her face, but she brushed it back with a graceful movement of her hand.
“Go and prepare then, and don’t keep Tetra waiting,” Komali said with an edge in his voice.
Medli arched her brow, and her surprise at the prince’s abrupt command was evident in her warm, brown eyes. She left all the same, winding her way to her room to change.
“In the meantime, why don’t you come with me, Tetra, and I’ll see you’re taken care of until she’s ready,” Komali said. The he turned to his father and added, “Chieftain, will you see her crew is aided in their tasks. Appoint some of the off-duty mail workers to gather the supplies.”
The chieftain nodded and shuffled off as the rest of the Rito crowd dispersed. With a keen smile, Tetra let Komali lead her to his private chambers.
The prince’s room was decorated with several rich tapestries and figurines of animals made from ivory, bone, wood, and marble. There was a scroll rack against one wall, but it was mostly empty.
“Do you normally treat your father so?” she asked.
Komali shrugged. “It makes him feel like he’s doing more. His age and arthritis are getting to him, slowing him down.” He gestured to a case filled with various colored bottles. “Something to drink while you wait?”
“Yes.”
He poured them both a glass from a ceramic jug. “It’s from a traveling Goron,” he said.
Tetra took a drink and shrugged.
Komali nodded his head in approval. “That’s strong stuff. I’m surprised you drank it straight like that.”
“I’d bet a lot of things about me would surprise you,” she replied with smile. She crossed her arms and knew Komali was looking at her breasts.
The prince sat beside her and drank his glass. “So, you’ve come to see His Holiness, Valoo.”
“I was hoping to solve a problem here.”
“It must be important if you need to come here for the answer.”
“It’s important all right,” Tetra replied in a growl.
“You know I would have my people do whatever it takes to help you. You and Link have saved us many times not even counting Ganondorf’s attempted return. It is the least we can do to lend whatever aid we can.”
“That’s sweet of you.” Tetra smiled and watched Komali shift in his seat as his erection began to grow.
A hand rapped on the door followed by a servant calling out, “Prince? The Priestess Medli says she is ready to escort Captain Tetra now.”
The lady sailor stood and placed a hand on Komali’s shoulder. “I’d just like to see my ship ready soon.” She leaned over so the curves of her breasts were in the Rito Prince’s site. “It won’t take me long, and I’d like to leave as soon as I’m done.”
“I’ll see to it personally,” Komali breathed.
Tetra smiled and exited. She wound her way up the Rito’s ramparts until meeting the Priestess of Valoo at the Dragon’s Archway. Medli wore the ceremonial robes of her station. Layers of crimson draped around her but did not obscure her feminine form while a sparkling golden headdress shaped like a dragon with outspread wings perched upon her piled up auburn hair. Even Tetra paused for a moment seeing how refined and lovely the pious Rito looked, backlit by the Dragon’s Archway.
“Are you ready to visit His Holiness, Valoo?”
After giving her nod, Tetra followed behind Medli, as they traveled up a flagstone causeway. The wind buffeted them a little when they came to natural sandstone road. Now that they were well out of view of everyone but seagulls, Tetra said, “I have to confess something, Medli.”
The priestess stopped and turned around. “And what is that, Captain Tetra?”
“I’ve been thinking about destiny.”
“That is something most Ritos believe in, captain, that the Three Goddesses spin out our fates.”
“Yes,” Tetra said taking one step toward Medli. “I’m becoming more and more convinced of it, especially since I’ve been thinking back to the time Link and I spent in the trapped Hyrule.”
“He told me something of that.”
Tetra frowned. “I bet he did. Anyway, I feel some of my destiny was revealed there when we defeated Ganondorf. That destiny involves Link.”
“He is The Wind Waker. Many who know of his deeds think Link’s lineage stems from the Great Hero of Hyrule. I can hardly see a future for this world that does not include him in some prominent way.”
“I’m glad we agree, then.”
“Is this why you want to consult His Holiness?” Medli asked.
“I’m not going to see Valoo.”
“I don’t understand, Captain Tetra.”
“With your knowledge of destiny, I think you do. Link is mine. He belongs to me. If he came here to warm your bed a few times, I won’t damn him for that. But Link and I are meant to be together.”
Medli was shaken. The words unsteadied her more than the gale bursts on the mountainside. “I. . . I think that, um, that Link can choose—”
“Choose? Choose you is what you mean!”
“No, I—”
“Link is mine,” Tetra yelled and shoved Medli.
The pious Rito collapsed on a rock. He legs gave out form under her, and tears glittered in her eyes. No words came to her mouth, and she sagged against the sandstone boulder like a piece of cloth pinned there by the wind.
“I won’t come here to speak my mind again,” Tetra said. “And don’t look for him to come. Link will stand by my side, and we will bring the hope of a new future to this world.” She looked across the horizon imagining Hyrule rebuilt. “Wait here awhile. I don’t want to arouse suspicions by returning so soon.”
Medli wept quietly.
Tetra hardened her heart. “Go on and cry. Devote yourself to Valoo and don’t concern yourself with Link. It would be a waste of your time.” She waited before adding, “It was good wasn’t it? Feeling him inside you. I bet you were a virgin, most you holy types are. So he was your first.”
“Stop,” the lovely Rito whispered.
“I bet you begged for it, too. You hounded him until he spread your quivering legs.”
“Stop it.”
“You know what else? I bet you screamed when he first pushed into you.”
“Stop it.”
“But not as loud as you did when he made you climax.”
“Please, stop it.”
Smug, Tetra said, “It doesn’t matter to me what sport he made of you. All that’s over now.” She again looked at the horizon. “I’m leaving. Do and say what you want to your people. They’re going to be a part of my new kingdom one way or another.”
Medli heard the crunch of Tetra’s sandals on the sandy rampart, but she was too blinded by tears to see anything but the blur of the sea.
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On Windfall Island, Tetra had commissioned a small palace to be her home and a central meeting point for her growing naval fleet. Its tall stone walls were carved with runes of power to keep out magical observers, but the gates were usually left open so children could play in the courtyard and merchants and sailors could freely come and go. Every evening, a free bowl of soup was distributed to the poor of the city who came to call.
Recently arrived from an expedition to the Fire Island Volcano, Link relaxed in his spacious room. He lounged in a wicker chair near the open window. He should have been thinking about the volcano which was making the island expand at a rapid rate, but his thoughts focused more and more on Medli. Rarely did his thoughts go an hour without straying to the beautiful Oracle of Valoo. He’d even gone out of his way to visit Dragon Roost Isle several times, and always his nights were spent in Medli’s bed. During his last trip there, he’d spoke to her more seriously about making their relationship official. Of course, Tetra had found out from one of the crew, but Link wasn’t too worried about her. They’d had their fun in the past, but he and Tetra had something of a more professional relationship now. Besides, she frequently changed lovers and had made no secret about it.
He heard footsteps approach his room, and Link’s green eyes moved to the door. It swung open to reveal Tetra and little in the way of clothes.
“Hello, hero,” she said seductively.
“What’s all this?” he asked with a boyish grin.
She straddled his legs, sat in his lap, and smiled broadly. “I just got back, and I missed you.”
“This is a friendly ‘hello.’”
“I have a lot of good news I’d like to celebrate,” she said running her fingers through his blond hair. “My ship encountered Jabun far at sea.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but he eluded us. Still seeing him was like a sign because I’ve been thinking a lot about the past and the future.”
“Oh yeah?”
“And I’ve been thinking a lot about you and me,” she said before pulling off her tight, white top. Her full, tanned breasts bounced free, large, dark nipples erect in the salt air and sunlight.
Link smiled and shook his head a little. “And what have you been thinking about you and me?” He’d forgotten Tetra’s firm body, but his lust swelled.
“A lot of things,” she said teasingly. Placing her hands on Link’s, she directed him to cup one of her breasts in each hand. “But mostly that we belong together.”
“That’s a little fatalistic, don’t you think?” He began to pinch and toy with her nipples. “Of anyone, you and I should know how unfixed the future is.”
After a yelp of pleasure, Tetra said, “But maybe it isn’t. Link, I really think we have a destiny together. You and me.” She slipped her hands under the hem of his shirt to play along the firm lines of his abs.
“What destiny?” he asked. He could feel her sun kissed warmth waiting for him.
“To rebuild the kingdom.”
Link’s manipulation stopped. “Rebuild? What are you talking about?”
“A new Hyrule,” Tetra cooed. “A revitalized capital with the power to maintain a wide kingdom, and you and me will sit on the throne, directing the course of a new world.”
The Hero of the Winds lifted Tetra off him and stood up. “At no point had we spoken of this.”
“It’s been a thought growing in my mind for years. Only now do I see its real potential, though.”
“What would you have us do? Conquer the other islands? That’s not what I want. Would we annex the Great Tree against his will? Maybe set fire to me sister’s house on Outset Island when she urges the people to reject our claim of lordship? And Dragon Roost. . . . By the Goddesses what would make me want such a thing?”
Tetra frowned. “What about what I want? Every month I lose a ship and sailors to Moblin Pirates or whatever other beasts lurk in the sea. It’s not safe, Link. Someone needs to instill order. We have the clout to do it since we saved them all before. They owe us obedience now we’re of age to claim authority. Our blood alone makes us rulers of what remain of Hyrule.”
“This is not right, Tetra.”
“Is that what she said?” the nude piratess spat. “Did she predict your destiny when you shove that divining rod between her legs?” she shouted and pointed at Link’s penis.
“Medli isn’t your concern.”
“Yes, she is. Your Rito plaything was standing between us and our kingdom. We need each other, Link, to build a dynasty.”
“It’s your kingdom, Tetra, and I don’t think I want a part of it.”
She scoffed. “What’ll you do otherwise? Wander where you’d like, but you’ll come back to me, groaning with the pains you’ve endured. The priestess won’t take you now.”
Link’s green eyes stared hard at Tetra.
“I’ve seen to that. I told her we have a future to build. She is nothing.”
The Outset Islander looked out the window, hoping in some mad fashion to see Medli there and explain everything to her. He turned back to Tetra and said, “I’m leaving.”
“Go then,” she hissed, confident he’d be back.
Grabbing a burlap bag, Link packed a few things from his room, mostly his old adventuring gear, and left. He made his way past the sailors and slingers in the city as well as the shabby women selling their bodies by the harbor. The dockmaster was surprised, but helped Link untie a sailing skiff all the same and loaded it with enough supplies for a week’s travel. With a good wind, a week would get Link to Dragon Roost or get him killed.
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The sun rose on a third day, but Tetra didn’t move from Link’s bed. She’d slept there every night waiting for him. Several times she tried to masturbate but could not bring herself to climax. Her jaw was set but there were streaks down her face from old tears.
A knock sounded on the door. Tetra jumped and slipped on one of Link’s shirts. When the door opened one of her pirate messengers poked his head in.
“Miss Tetra? You have a guest. He said it was important.”
Through clenched teeth Tetra replied, “I don’t want to see any guests.”
“But Miss, he says it’s about ‘the kingdom’ and that you’d know what he meant.”
Suddenly on her guard, she said, “Show him in.”
The messenger disappeared and a moment later a man walked through the door. He wore layers of red and gold robes, and a wand and dagger hung from his dark blue sash. “Greetings my lady Tetra,” he said with a deep bow.
“Who are you and what do you want?”
“I am an advisor. My name is Ahgahnim, and I come to offer you my aid.”
“And what aid do you think you can give?”
“I am very learned in diplomacy and history, and have recently returned from the Goron homeland where I helped their chiefs solve a dispute among themselves.”
“I still don’t see why you would offer your services to me,” Tetra said casually while crossing her arms. This Ahgahnim had a hooked nose and skin that was almost blue, but his large dark eyes stood out the most.
“There are rumors you are looking to build a kingdom.”
“Says who?”
“A few merchants and other travelers I’ve met. I must say I agree and so would anyone else who has seen the navy you’re building in the harbor. It couldn’t be just for show, since from what I’ve heard you’re nothing if not a pragmatic person.”
Tetra squinted. “And you wish to advise me? What’s in it for you?”
“That chance to change the world, my lady. I would stand by you to see this world made whole and law abiding as it was in the days of old. The histories talk of great kings and queens who shaped their nations for the better. Who would not want the opportunity to witness such a thing firsthand?”
“Then let us test your skills. If you were to advise me in creating a nation, what first step would you recommend?”
Ahgahnim smiled. “Ah, my lady seeks to trick me. You already know what must be done first to build a kingdom like the ones of old. You would need to build a dynasty which I suspect you have already tried. Once you have a definite set of rulers then you may begin to implement your laws.”
“You are clever and a flatterer, too,” Tetra said in a joking way. “But you’re also correct. I’ve concentrated the might of my navy and even merchants friendly to me.”
“But that alone will not make you Princess, my lady. You need a royal alliance.”
“It will be Link. We will marry and rule an empire of islands together.”
“That is a good plan, my lady, if Link will agree to it. He is respected by many peoples and they would follow him. But if I may be so bold as to question whether his heart is in such a task. He is an adventurer and my information tells me he’s constantly traveling to the fringes of the known world.”
“He just needs time. He’ll lose this impetuousness and return to me once he realizes the good we can accomplish.”
After an agreeing nod, Ahgahnim said, “But time may not be something favorable to you. The Moblins may still be scattered but many undead haunt places of the world, The Cursed Island remains unpurified even after all these years, and many twisted creatures from the remnants of Hyrule found their way through the magic portals to this world before their old home was flooded for all time. You need to begin building your new nation now or risk more rivals in the future.”
“And what do you suggest?”
“As I said, my lady, an alliance. Can you think of anyone with royal linage that would swear fealty to you? Someone you could count on for support?”
Tetra did not have to think long. “I know someone. Ahgahnim, you’ll sail with me. If this step works out, then you will be my advisor.”
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Smoke rose from the volcano on Dragon Roost. The eagle headed prow split the calm waters of the bay and drove Link onto the sandy shores. He hauled the skiff to the edge of the grass and tied it to a palm tree. Without stopping to retrieve his gear, Link marched up the road to the aerie where the Ritos lived. One of them came down from a tall window in the cliff face and hailed Link.
The Hero replied with an abrupt wave.
“Welcome back to Dragon Roost, Link. You seem to be in a hurry. Is there anything I can help you with? Should I summon the prince for you, maybe?”
“That won’t be necessary. I’m here to see Medli.”
“Oh, well that may be a problem,” the Rito said nervously.
Link stopped. “A problem? Why? What’s happened?”
“Well, Captain Tetra was here little less than a week ago. She came to see His Holiness Valoo and restock her ship. The oracle took her up alone as is the custom. But I think His Holiness must have foretold something awful because the captain left in a hurry, and Medli came back shaking and crying. She won’t speak to anyone and has eaten little since then. We all worry for her, especially the Chieftain. He thinks this is an ill omen.”
Briefly, Link considered telling the Rito what he thought really happened but chose not to. Instead, he said, “I’ve come first to see Medli. Once I’ve satisfied her concerns I may meet with Komali and the Chieftain. But I will come to them on my own. If I may ask one favor, though?”
“Of course, Hero of the Winds.”
“Keep watch toward Windfall Island. If a ship with Tetra’s colors approaches, come and inform me.”
“I’ll see scouts are put on look out,” the Rito said before taking off to see to the task.
Link charged into Dragon Roost. He was momentarily blinded by the contrasting darkness inside to the clear sky and sparkling sea outside. There were only a few Ritos inside, and most of them were too busy with their own duties to notice Link stride up the winding rampart. He came to the top floor where Medli’s door was shut fast. He paused and took a deep breath.
Medli leapt from her bed when her door burst open. She wore only a simple white robe. Her hair was careless and warm, brown eyes were tinged red from long crying spells. She stared at Link in her doorway, unable to speak.
Thrusting the door closed behind him, the Outset Islander knelt beside Medli on her bed, smoothed her auburn hair and kissed her deeply. She didn’t resist. She welcomed his touch, his tongue in her mouth. He smelled like new sandalwood and the sea breeze.
When their kiss ended, Medli said, “I knew you’d come, but I wasn’t sure how. Are you here to say good-bye or because you’ve left Tetra?”
“I’m here for you.”
The pious Rito flung her arms around Link’s neck and pressed herself tight again him. Whispering into his ear, she said, “Tetra said the most horrible things. She thrust me aside and told me not to look for your return.”
“Did she hurt you?”
“No, but I was frightened. She spoke of a destiny for you and her, a rebuilding of Hyrule. I’m not certain what she meant, but I sensed malice in her words. After she left, I wept but went to His Holiness Valoo on my own. I asked him of the future, but he only told me of the present. He said the last few years of relative peace may have given birth to something monstrous.”
“All I know is that I will not accept Tetra’s plan. Her lust for an empire is dangerous.” Link inhaled deeply the cinnamon scent of Medli’s hair. “But I’m not going to think of that right now. For the moment, all I want is you.”
Medli released Link and then leaned back. The Outset Islander tugged her robe open revealing the attractive Rito’s generous bosom. Her small pink nipples were already erect.
She lay back as Link pulled off his shirt and trousers. His phallus was already hardening. They had always made love at night, and in the early afternoon sunlight, his manhood looked full and fierce. She felt her legs spread wider at the thought of having to accommodate it all into her. In the back her thoughts, she new it was silly to think that way; she was tight, but he’d entered her several times before. But the rational corner of Medli’s mind was no longer directing her actions.
Taking the base of his dick in hand, Link guided it to his lover’s labia, teasing its soft wetness until he pushed it into her. Her tight vaginal walls constricted more. He traced two fingers over the curve of her hips and her belly before planting his hands on either side of her waist. Her legs wrapped around him, lovely thighs urging him to take her. Thrusting his hips, he watched Medli’s breasts bounce lightly in time.
Her back arched and hands pulling on Link’s hips, Medli tried to lose herself in the pleasure. As always, his member was a tight fit, but the dew of her sex eased that. Still his sizable cock felt hard and hot inside her. She rocked her hips and gasped as he plunged again and again with more force than he used in the past. Her clit sparked to life as if lit by the friction of her hero’s penetration. All her worries slid away as physical delight enveloped her.
His excitement for Medli obligated Link to drive his hips with greater speed and force. All thoughts of Tetra became dying cinders in his mind as he watched Medli’s reaction to the lovemaking. In these primal moments, Link was dimly aware of the depths of his caring and affection for the charming Rito girl. He was focused solely on her, his every act an attempt to unite them both in a moment of raw pleasure. Overwhelmed, the Hero of the Winds pushed his dick all the way into Medli, to the root of his lust. She looked up at him in an exquisite mixture of ecstasy and alarm. Her brow was knit and mouth open as she moaned, “Ah! Ah! Aaahhhhhh!” For him, she was a receptacle, a gorgeous jar to hold all his loves and fears, sharing them as she shared hers time and time again. His passions flared, and Link fixed his tempo so his entire penis delved into his lover with every thrust.
Medli felt the mood of the intercourse change in her body before she was consciously aware of it. Her vagina ached at having to house every bit of Link’s phallus. He’d never purposefully filled her so much before. Though shocked, it caused her no pain, and the button of her clit still seared with unnamable gratification. She could feel her breasts heave as his pace shifted. Opening her eyes, she looked up at him feeling certain her face was one of astonishment, but she had no intention of asking him to stop. Link’s appearance, though, did concern her some in its strangeness. Her lover seemed like something untamed and dangerous. His light skin almost glowed, hair burning bright. She wondered if it was just because of the daylight flooding in through the open window. He was at once beautiful and frightening. His grimacing face watching her as he grunted her name and pushed his swollen member deeper into the hallowed mystery of her sex.
Link felt his orgasm readying. Below him, Medli cried out, “Nnnggah! Nnnggah!” with each thrust. All of his member was damp, and the cock head could feel every curve inside her. He wanted to hear the gorgeous Rito cry his name in bliss. He wanted see her when he woke every morning. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and hold her so she’d never want to go. Seizing her waist in his hands, Link drove his phallus as deep as he could, groaned Medli’s name and lets his cum flood into her most sacred space, consecrate it by leaving the offering of his seed there to be kept like a secret.
Given her increased sensitivity, Medli felt Link’s orgasm pump into her, wave after wave of it. She instinctively pulled on his hips and squeezed him with her thighs as though to wring all his cum into her. The sight of Link in the clutches of his rapture was the last element needed to ignite Medli’s orgasm. She shuddered and screamed, “Yes! Yes! Oh, Link, Yyyeeeesssss!” Her vision swam as her maidenhood constricted around her lover’s dick in its final thrusts, unwilling to give it up. Every muscle strained as Medli pulled herself into a crushing embrace with Link, panting as her orgasm coursed through her body. She felt him kissing hard on her neck and held him there as her legs wrapped tighter around his warm body. When the waves of her pleasure subsided, the sexually spent Rito fell back, letting her hero’s penis slide out of her.
The Outset Islander enfolded Medli in his arms. Eyes closed, he delighted in the soft feel of her naked body pressed against him. “There’s nothing I want more than you,” he whispered.
She squeezed him. “And I’ve loved you for years.” After a paused she added, “I was so frightened of what Tetra said, that I would never see you again.” The mention of Tetra did not seem sinister now, but the pious Rito knew Link’s choice would have serious implications for them both. She had a suspicion, though, so long as they loved each other, she and Link would weather any storm.
His hand caressing the smooth curve of Medli’s ass, the Hero of the Winds said, “Tetra makes me uneasy, too. Her desire for a kingdom will bring unnecessary pain to the islands.”
“You want to stop her somehow, don’t you?”
Link nodded. “I’ll have to confront her, make her see what she wants is wrong. She can’t control the lives of all the islanders.”
Medli drew herself closer to her lover, her breasts pressing against him as she breathed. “But there is still time for us, right?”
“There will always be time for us.”
Seagulls flitted around the thin column of smoke rising from Dragon Roost’s volcano. They all fell silent at the same moment a ship left Windfall’s harbor and unfurled a scarlet sail, its bow aiming toward Valoo’s Isle.