"So soon..." she said softly, but even that made a few strands of cum snap off from her chin and drop onto her tits or the white dress. What a mess she must have been! She could feel his semen all over her face, tasting it from her lips, and when she looked down, she saw that the necklace and her breasts were haphazardly covered with strands of thick spooge as well. What was she going to do with it? A thick line of his cum still hung from the tip of his cock, and Cia extended her tongue to catch it, before taking his member back into her mouth and licking it clean. Then she wiped what she could of Link's sticky load onto the long, decorated sleeves of her dress, and took off the separated upper part to wipe the necklace clean. She would have to worry about the mess later. She threw the upper part, the sperm-stained sleeves and the necklace away, and decided she should take off the rest of her dress as well.
Link watched in silent appreciation as the Guardian of Time stripped in front of him, the remains of his orgasm still fresh on her face and glistening on partially-wiped bust. As she bent down to remove the lower parts of her dress, her heavy mammaries hung down with enchanting beauty, and Link was only drawn from the view when Cia revealed her light purple pubic hair, highlighting her womanhood. It was a color unlike what he had seen before, although it matched the sorceress' hair.
While she moved to remove her cumbersome-looking stockings and boots, Link decided he was overdressed for the occasion and with a couple of swift movements, stripped off his Ordon garb in a few seconds. Before Cia could even start, he moved to her and lifted her back up, kissing her on the lips.
"Ah... It's hard again?.." she uttered, as her hand brushed against his renewed erection. Link didn't reply, he just kissed her again, letting one hand wander on her elaborate stockings, brushing past patches of revealed skin and fabric. Then he guided her towards the bed made of light, or made visible with lines of light. Before pushing her onto it, he tested it with his hand. The invisible air between the lines of light felt solid, not exactly soft, but not rock-hard either, unlike his member.
She eagerly lay down on the magic bed, and Link bent over her. He kissed her again, taking all the time they needed, lips locking and leaving, then finding each other again, their tongues playing together. Eventually, she pressed his head down, to her breasts, and he kissed them with equal care, adoring the skin of her ample bust with his lips, playing with her nipples, and tasting his cum on her. His hands could not get enough of her thighs, her hips, her butt, while she felt his back and ruffled his golden blonde hair. She could feel her wetness dripping out, and her breathing grew heavier.
"Link... ah... do it," she finally pleaded. Link halted her oral affections, rose up and looked at her with his deep blue eyes, then positioned his cock at her entrance. With a swift trust, he was in, and Cia moaned, and kept moaning softly as Link got into a steady rhythm, making her boobs jiggle in pace with his thrusts. They kept at it for a good while, slightly adjusting their position every now and then, with Link lifting one or both of her stocking-clad legs up now and then.
The light-bed wasn't quite as comfortable as a real bed would have been, and eventually, Cia pushed Link off and guided him to one of the sofas, with a red cushion. Her wetness was trailing down her thighs as they walked, wettening the stockings, and dripping down Link's rigid dick. Before she could turn back to him, he guided her to lean down onto the sofa, and entered her from behind. His hands were everywhere as he fucked her, caressing her round butt, taking hold of her hanging breasts, and trailing across her back.
Cia felt flushed, sweaty and slightly out of her head, she could only moan and encourage Link to go on in response to his pounding, but the position was still lacking something. So she quickly turned around and lay down on the red sofa, facing Link again. Without missing a beat, he kissed her and groped her breasts again, and took hold of her thighs as he drove his cock back inside her. She could see that there was a feral lust in him now, almost beast-like, even on his young face. He looked at her hungrily, and thrust into her hard and fast, and Cia could feel undulating tremors inside her, squeezing her chest harder than Link was squeezing her breast, until an explosion burst forth from inside her. She moaned and yelled loud and hard, grasping Link and drawing him tightly onto her, and somehow she managed to plead him to keep going, feeling herself pulse against his hard organ as it moved in her.
Suddenly, it was over. She breathed heavily, and there was an overwhelming warmth all over her body. She realized she was staring at the red backrest of the sofa, and she looked back at Link just at the moment he let out a guttural groan and grimaced. With a quick motion, he withdrew from her, and with another deep groan, he came, his twitching member sending another load of cum all over Cia. His thick spurts covered her naked skin from waist to heaving breasts, with a stray strand even landing on her face, but most of his abundant seed splashed on her tummy or round tits, with some trailing down her sides or flying over onto the sofa. In her post-orgasmic haze, she couldn't help but giggle at it, how he was somehow able to cover most of his body with his white spunk.
When he was spent, he opened his eyes and looked at her with tired, satisfied bliss, taking in the sight of her beauty adorned with his copious semen, her gorgeous tits now decorated twice with his heavy load. Exhausted, he dropped to his side onto the sofa, his cock still dripping the last of his load onto her stocking. She tried out the crisscrossing web of sticky spooge with her fingers, and brought it to her mouth for a taste.
It had been exhilarating. Arousing. Invigorating. Yet also... disappointing. As Cia lay there, strewn with Link's seed, she felt like something was missing. Despite the exhausted Hero draping his arm over her thoroughly cum-coated body, it didn't feel real. And it wasn't enough. She had to send this Link back to the Twilight Era to preserve the timeline, and then she would be alone again...
She needed power. More power. And then she would set forth events that would reveal the soul of the Hero in this era. She would exert her own influence on the timeline, not just to observe it, but to be part of it. She would be part of Hyrule's history. But first, she could have some more fun with this Link before sending him back...
