Sweet Blue

A/N: This could be considered as a prologue to my
first Zelda fic., "Phoenix", but then again, it could just be
considered as a fic. by itself. Anyways, I looked through ALL of the romances
(last time I checked, there was 14 pages), and I did not fine one Ruto and Link
beyond the rating of PG. In fact, I think there was only one fic. with that
concept! My point? Here it is, ladies and gentleman, the first Ruto &
Link…err, 'lemon' for this site. (You fellow Zelda authors use that term as
well, right? >.<) And now, I'm off to my rock! Buh-bye! *runs away and
hides under her boulder*

~Jameta

 

Sweet Blue

"It is not the oatht
mt
makes us believe the man, but the man the oath."

~Aeschylus (525–456 B.C.), Greek dramatist.

 

Eight long,
futile years have passed by e hee he had returned to his owne foe for good and
began his quest for a beloved and invaluable friend that he had parted ways
with when he had fulfilled his heroic destiny and took his place among legends
in one time (A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know: I took the intro from the Majora's
Mask manual. So sue me! I wanted to use it…). Now, after saving the lands
of Termina, Labrynna, and Holodrum, in addition to completing countless other
adventures that fate set before him, as well as naturally growing into the true
form of the Hero of Time, a young man has returned to his native land, and
carries the Master Sword once more, though with a heavy heart. He longs for
something deep within him, though not his lost comrade; no, this an
indescribable pain, at its peak in the cold, lonely nights, and he hasn't the
faintest clue to what is causing it.

Sighing, he
turns another corner, currently blatantly walking through the Lost woods to
think, coming upon the area connected to Zora's river, and is shocked by whom
he finds sitting on the edge of the warp pool.

"Oh,
hello, Link," greets a developed Ruto smoothly, rotating her head from its
straightforward position to lock with his navy eyes. His breath
is stolen from his chest, and his response is nothing but mouthed, voiceless
words. Last time he had seen her, back in the accursed Water Temple and the
Chamber of Sages, she had been stunning at first sight, but the chance to take
all of her in had never arisen. Yet, here she is, sitting calmly before him,
fully grown into her royal and magus repute; unconsciously, his gaze travels
over her matured frame- her long, slender legs; beautifully curved hips,
adorned with magnificent, water-lit fins; strong, toned arm, striking, aquatic
wings and thin fingers marvelously attached; large, full bosom, unlike any
female Hylian he has ever seen has to offer; lush, deep, violet eyes, so full
of life and energy, laughing at him…

Laughing at
him?!

"You're
attractive, too," she giggles, her voice as sweet as gently singing wind
chimes, as she stands and strides toward him with a captivating swing in her
hips.

"Th-th-thanks,"
he replies, struggling for words as her succulent body nears him, the innate
trimmings flowing perfectly with her steps.

"You're
very welcome," answers the princess softly, vocals dripping with a honeyed
touch, her gentle hands upon his cheeks, and draws him into a deep, passionate
kiss, darting her tongue into his mouth. Immediately, he let's her have the
way, wrapping his arms around and pulling her close. Their salvias mix
thoroughly, the lock drenched in primitive passion. After five minutes, their
lips part, gazes reopening from their shut positions, but partner of the last
dance does not keep them awake for long: Link, without warning, falls limp in
Ruto's firm grasp, unconscious.

 

Groaning,
the wandering hero at last stirs, though his senses are still burled. Marine
shades swirl around him as he attempts to focus the environment encircling him,
a gently gliding blur the first to be defined.

"Good
evening," the r Zor Zora welcomes, swimming up beside him.

His
perceptions suddenly rush to view: he is comfortably seated in a warm pool,
most likely within the caverns above the Fountain, steam rising soothingly
around his surfaced torso, while teal illuminations play joyfully on the
granite walls. Scents of wintergreen, wild berries, and white roses mingle with
the aroma of fresh water, their tastes hinting in the air as well. A sense of
ease and excitement gradually washes over him, but due to the setting of the
princess, he is not sure. Swallowing hard, he manages a weak smile, his eyes
hardly holding her gaze for more than a second.

"What's
wrong, Link?" she questions, girlish concern spreading across her face
while she places a delicate hand on his strong, bare leg.

Bare?!

Instantly,
blood rushes to his face, and he scrambles away from her. Her soft laughter
bounces among the stone surroundings, his frantic splashing making look like a
fool compared to the trained swimmer; carefully gliding over to him, she pins
the native Hylian to an edge of the pool and kisses his lips softly.

"Relax,"
coos the azure-skinned female, running her nimble fingers through his golden
hair as she places herself on the end of his knees, her legs spread open,
"it's not like I'm going to attack you…"

"R-Ruto,"
he stammers, his eyes darting around in his head, "wh-what ar-are you
doing?!"

"I
fairly reme a p a promise we made," she answers smoothly, leaning closer
to him, "for a certain Spiritual Stone when we were young."

"I-I-I
d-don't f-follow."

"Hush
now, my fair jade, I will tell: I gave you my most precious possession, the
Zora's Sapphire, or the Zora's Engagement Stone. I know you didn't quite grasp
the significance of the matter, nor did I till I, myself, was older, but now we
are both of age, and time for you to fulfill your promise…"

Her
brilliant violet pools seem to peer into his soul as she trails off, searching
for a hidden key that may lie just below the surface of his conscious. The
water nymph's gaze pull theng mng man's mind to another reality, one with an
endless ocean lit by a constant fading sunset that is his home and core of
existence; reacting on pure emotions, he slowly rests his hands behind her neck
and draws her intimately near, locking pale lips to their navy counterparts. He
savors the soothing comfort of the blue maiden, while she happily returns the
gesture, racing slender digits from his head, down his sculpted chest, to end
at his lower region.

"Ruto…"
breathes her partner, softly breaking the kiss and shifting slightly with her
touch, "I…don’t think…"

"Please,
Link," she interrupts as the indigo fingers journey farther, delicately
entangling themselves in his fine, golden bush before rapping their pads on his
length tenderly, "no doubts…Just us and now."

A low groan
rises from his lips, his member beginning to erect with her trivial
ministrations. Grinning, the Zora strokes his growing pride, giving greater
speed to the process of his preparation. The unc unconsciously slides his
grasp from her collar to her shoulders, leaning her toward him; whatever she
has in mind, the start feels unimaginably good, and the princess seems to enjoy
it, as well. His moans continue to increase in level with her caresses, her
petting changing to squeezing and pinching, all the while his cock becoming
harder, equipping him for what his mind has still yet to grasp. Soft sighs
transform to low, animalistic growls, new, ancient instincts clawing to the
surface as he comes ever closer to his nature's goal.

"Ruto…"
his voice dark and deep, "what…these feelings…"

"Shhh…"
answers her slightly pursed lips, "they are good…"

"But…what?…"

"Lure
between a man and a woman…"

"I-"

"Shhh,
shhh…it is alright. Link…I know that you have probably not had much time to
learn about yourself and others, let alone…ummm…"

"Ruto,
please tell me."

"Oh,
Link…" she sighs, doubt clouding her dazzling eyes, and takes her hands
away from his stiff shaft, causing him to whimper.

"Princess…if
this…" breathes the golden-topped Hylian, his hands gliding down to her
slender waist, "if this is…if we are…going to…perform…"

He trails
off, turning red in the face, while a smirk appears upon his hostess's face, a
fierce, excited gleam burning away the uncertainty of before.

"You
do know?" she muses, tossing her head a bit.

"I
have overheard…and stumbled upon it…a few times…I'm just…"

"Just
what? It's all right, Link. I'll love you till, no, beyond the end of
time."

Silence
wafts through the cavern, pieces to a mystery within the young knight's mind
fitting together and forming a whole answer that he can finally understand.

"Link?
Are you alright?"

"By
the goddesses, Ruto," he breathes, suddenly kissing her lips passionately,
"you are what has been missing…I am so sorry I've made us wait so long.
Princess, I love you, as well, and wouldn't change one thing about you."

With his
heart open and set, the hero latches his mouth to hers, his tongue parting her
teeth before she can (if she would) object. Tenderly, his hands slide down a
little farther, squeezing her hips in circular motions, causing the attached
fins to jump and descend around his grasp. A searing, pleasurable hearstsrsts
inside her, her tool of speech eagerly probing back as she presses herself
closer, brushing up against his more-than-ready pride. The touch of his
strengthened manhood sends shivers through her body and stimulates her drive
and physique; her smooth, round bosom flushes, navy peaks surfacing on the blue
orbs, while her lower extremities become slicker, longing for his penetration. It
seems like an eternity has been spent of her yearning for him like this, and at
last, her desire is about to be fulfilled, no longer be plagued by tormenting
dreams; she finally has her Link.

Her manner
drastically changes from calm and in control to vicious and hungry, her
survival sense kicking in. She has, must have him in the most primal form of
zealous interaction, and must have him now. As her hands climb from their
ped ped position at her sides up his shaped thighs to his chiseled pectorals,
the Hyrulean champion lifts her up, his family inheritance dangerously close to
the female's nether lands. Something at this point hits him hard: where,
exactly, on a Zora woman was he supposed to enter? The softly rounded
mound between her legs appears to have no opening whatsoever. Distress bites at
his throat, cutting off his confidence; what is he doing? He has a feint idea,
but what if he does something wrong? Ruto could be seriously hurt, and that's
the last thing he wants to happen. Swiftly, he glides a hand from her hips and
gently presses against her hot flower, earning gasps of pleasure and
exhilaration from his partner, who rolls her bottom half into his touch. His
fingers slip through unseen lips, slick, scorching ooze clinging to his digits,
the discovery itself letting his heart leap with joy. All tension leaves him
except for the natural preparation between his lions as a new, strong craving
and thrill swarms into the maturing paladin; he drops her, permitting his hard
member slip past her wet petal into her tight, damp walls.

A single small yelp escapes the
water-princess's mouth; brief pause if followed by a loud, drawn-out moan of
ecstasy. Yes, there had been instances when the need to the hero was so intense
that it ended in her stealing away to these very caverns to touch herself,
occasionally with the assistance of a toy she had created in secret for such
purposes, but nothing, absolutely nothing compares to having the real, hot,
lengthy, hard, strong…Oh, Nayru! He feels, oh how he feels, immensely
delightful, her contracting pussy around his stake sending volts of erotic
bliss through her body. Wrapping her legs around his waist, the limbs smaller
counterparts walk themselves on her fingers up his chest to settle upon his
neck. The fair-haired mane tangles with her grasps as she draws him into a
steamy lock of lips and tongue, simultaneously shoving him deeper within,
beyond already what she though possible.

Link willingly opens his mouth for
the kiss, his span moving to her lower back to hold her snuggly to hi. By all
the Great Fairies, she feels incredible around his prepared self! The
squeezing, yes, the squeezing…totally intoxicating, sinful. Screw Zelda and
Malon- the dumb blonde is too busy with her country, and the carrot-top is too
much of "daddy's little girl&qu Rut Ruto, praise Farore, is able to handle
an enemy just as well as he can, possesses a tough, but captivating personality
and mind, and owns a goddess's body, so exotic, well-built, delicious. He
cannot help the bucking rhythm his hips take, thrusting his firm penis in and
out of her slick depths, the luscious sensation heightening with her joined
effort, their bodies rocking in perfect unison. The glistening fins of the Zora
softly beat against him, small currents rising and rushing around and between
the small crevasses amid them, a delicate hum growing in her throat.

"Love…" she whispers,
lightly breaking the kiss for a moment, "thank you for coming back to
me."

"Thank you, my precious
Ruto," he answers, pressing his forehead to hers, "for waiting for
me."

With that, his lady falls gently
over the edge, while a crisp, electrical surge jolts through the Hylian, a
sweet, amatory tingling coursing in his veins. He groans deafeningly,
overwhelmed by pleasure, before returning to grasp her lips with his own. His
pace quickens, his drive for her increasing; the maiden moans every time she
breaks for air, the movements of his shaft inside her sending wave after wave
of desire through her trembling being. Soon, her partner can no longer hold out,
his package throbbing, ready to perform. A low guttural grunt dents the
patterned gasps and sighs as he finally lets go. Immediately, his seed shoots
from his pride into her, flooding her awaiting inner cavity. Groaning, Ruto
collapses onto a panting Link, who is wide-eyed in shock from not only his
release, but also the river that continues to spring from him, the hot juice
combining with his mate's. Millions of fresh, unfamiliar emotion bombard his
exhausted self, so he does something that would normally not be one of this
options: he gives up. Trying to sort everything out right now is killing the
moment; lazily, he slums into a rea whe where there is only he and the flawless
individual before

"Ruto…" whispers the worm
fighter a few minutes after his stream into her womb concludes itself.

"Mmmm…?"

"…I love you so much. If I can
help it, and I will try to find anyway, reason to, I'll come to your side
whenever you call for me. You are…are…"

"Are what, my fair jade?"

"…My s blu blue."

 

A/N: Yes, someone beat me to the punch at writing the
first Ruto/Link lemon, and this just shows that I write the first part before I
actually start typing >.< Now, I do believe the author of the first was
named lostboy, and I'm totally sorry if that's wrong. Anyway, check them out,
review them, review me, and maybe ask if I can continue, as I can. Just depends
on how much readers ask. ^.^

Current A/N: Most of the comments are from my days at FF.Net. I apologise for not only being too lazy to revise the piece, but the notes as well. Beat me, if you wish.