Ruto, the princess of Zora, has been left to protect her people for a long, long time. Her home has been left a frozen wasteland, with no one, not even her father, left to champion for them.
Even so, the princess fights for her people, traversing the land, even the frozen hellscape that was once her home.
The white wolfos bursts into flames, leaving the princess alone in the sacred fountain. “Any other monsters want to endanger my people?” she boasts.
Her challenge is answered by a desperate, coughing yelp.
She whirls around, pointing her charmed arm toward the opponent, only to see a flash of green before her.
The princess gasps, warmth returning to her cheeks in a way she hasn’t felt since she was a child and also to her tummy in a way she hasn’t considered before.
The creature that leaps in front of her hunches over, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. Its mouth hangs open, and its body is crusted in ice.
“Oh,” says the woman. “You’re not him.”
The lizalfols swings its sword down, but Ruto gracefully steps out of the way, splashing water from the sacred fountain to knock the creature down onto the ground.
Its sword clatters, and it groans, reaching slowly out toward it, but her foot presses down on his wrist, her hands on her hips.
“And what do you think you’re doing?” she asks, flicking the sword away with a swish of the water.
The lizalfols yaps, shuddering, and Ruto kneels in front of it. “You’re not used to this climate. Neither am I, but I’ll let you live if you tell me what I need to know.”
The lizard growls but loosens up, nodding.
“Good.” She lifts off him. “Tell me what your Dark Master wants with my people.”
The lizard rolls around, lying on his back, supported by his elbows.
Ruto watches him, biting her lip as she sees over his green and scaled body, the warmth from before only increasing.
The lizalfols’s eyes meets hers, and his widen as she turns to look away. This small connection is enough for her to glance at his loin armor, which flaps upward slowly from its initial position.
“Y-you pervert!” she gasps, half-shouting as she leans in, narrowing her eyes. “I’m interrogating you, and you’re getting aroused? Aren’t you a soldier of the enemy?”
The lizalfols grumbles, looking away himself.
Ruto smirks, tapping her hip. She lowers herself to her knees beside him and slips a hand to his stomach, tracing her finger down along his body.
“Aah! What?”
“So, you can understand me. I thought so,” she teases, gripping the chain around his waist. “Off!”
The lizalfols unhooks his armor. She yanks it away from him a moment later, letting it plop into the water beside them.
“Look at you, all aroused for the enemy.” She says, slipping her hand down, grasping around his shaft. “What a naughty monster you are. Were you planning to use this one after you caught me off guard?”
He hisses, tilting his head back.
She presses her free hand to his collar, shoving him down to the water, leaning in so her breasts squish against his chest, but her lower body is still to his side.
“You’re lucky I’ve been so pent up and that you happen to remind me of someone.” She slows down, stops, and shakes her head. “Someone who has been gone for a long, long time.”
“Ah…? Who?”
She grips his cock and strokes him faster. “Doesn’t matter. You’re here now, and I need a man!”
“GGnnh…”
Ruto giggles. “Look at what I’ve been reduced to. I’m a princess. I shouldn’t have to jerk off a monster like you to get off.”
She lets go of him, leaving the lizalfols to gasp, whining.
He turns toward her, climbing to his hands and knees, gasping when he sees that she lays on the beach, her legs spread, one arm under her thigh, presenting herself, the other curling a finger towards herself. “I’m the one that’s supposed to be serviced.”
The lizalfols yaps and climbs atop the princess, his cock pressing to her fishy folds and pushing inside.
Ruto bites her lip and her eyes roll back, her body sloshing along the waves as he pounds at her.
“Mmn… mmn… nnf… ah… yes, my big… green man!” she cheers. “Fuck the shit out of me!”
Her fins play at him, gently holding onto his sides as her arms drape over his shoulders. “If this doesn’t warm you up, I have no idea what will!”
The lizalfols barks his raspy cry as he spreads the zora with his pear, gripping tightly to her sides, his eyes rolling back, his tongue rolling out.
“Aah, w-why can’t you, nggh, creatures of darkness, mmmf… just learn to, haaa, get along with… mmm every on… ah… eel-else!?”
Ruto’s surprise comes to a head as she climaxes, awash in the warmth and the satisfaction that her body so desperately craved. It contracts around the rod within her, urging it to its own completion, her mind so muddy with uncertainty before she realizes how late it is.
“W… wait, are you? Pull out ah!”
The Lizafols groans, its cock half out of her before his load erupts in spurts of cold jizz, shooting up into her pussy, covering the eggs that are within her with his monstrous cream!
When he pulls back, only a few pathetic drops are left, most of which drain out from within her and wash away into the water around.
The Zora princess catches her breath, running her hand over her face, her blush only deepening.
What would her betrothed say if he were still around?
But he isn’t.
Her companion huffs and puffs, looking at her with cold, sickly eyes.
She pushes herself up and wraps her arms around him, pulling him close. “Hey there, greenie. Let’s find you someplace warm and figure this out…”