link trynna go on a vacation with sidon but a villager got spooketh by sidon smh
I always figure zoras dont normally travel outside of their domain which meant a lot of hylians probably wouldnt even know they exist in the first place
Sidon/f!reader. 18+ my contribution to kinktober and the only one bc I'm in college and EXHAUSTED. In saying so mildly proofread but there may still be some mistakes. Cw: exhibitionism, reader is involved with link and sidon basically lol, teasing, possessive sidon, double penetration, sex in water, rough sex wc: 2.1k
“What’s this I’m hearing about Hylians skinny dipping in the Ruto Lake?”
The former king Dorephan choked as though something were lodged in his throat. He sat up at the throne his son graciously allowed him to borrow. The current king, Sidon, perked up at Councilman Muzu’s words, attention thoroughly piqued.
“I’ve misheard nothing, boy!” Muzu stomped his cane on the floor. “No one’s been able to identify them, that is true, but us Zora know Hylians when we see them!”
Sidon kept silent, chosing to use all his might to suppress laughter.
“Disgraceful,” Muzu went on, then turned to Sidon. “Your Majesty, you must have these sordid activities investigated!”
“Surely King Sidon has more to worry about these days than a few silly Hylians,” Bazz argued, a colored tint to his cheeks.
“Nonsense,” Sidon said after clearing his throat. “I’ll handle it.”
Besides, he thought, it depends on which silly Hylians we’re dealing with …
V V V
“Is there something you’d like to tell me?”
Sidon’s sudden presence on the bridge made you startle, your gaze torn away from the lovely sunset.
“What —“ You straightened, cheeks tinted a suspicious pink. “What do you mean?”
Sidon took a step and raised a hand to toy with the fallen strap at your shoulder. “Don’t be coy, darling.” His voice was pure silk. You were nearly face to face with his abs. “There are all sorts of rumors about you and Link in our lake …”
And Link had warned you this would happen, but you just hadn’t listened. While Link, ever disciplined and focused, was reading one of the inscriptions underneath the lake, you were recalling the time you had seen him nearly naked in a Death Mountain hot spring and suddenly had the idea, the audacity —
“You didn’t think I’d hear about it?” Sidon tutted. “Two Hylians with the nerve to swim naked in our waters?”
Your silence was condemnation enough.
He coaxed you closer, his pectoral grazing the top of your head while a hand ran down the central curve of your back. You were transfixed by how the glow of the crystals on the lake illuminated the white-scarlet tone of Sidon’s skin …
“And then I thought: what Hylian do I know who just can’t resist disrobing at a moment’s notice?”
Face hot, you licked your lower lips.
“Are you —“ You tried, growing taut in his hold in an effort to fight back, to think of something witty to verbally swat him with. “Are you calling me a —“
“Never,” Sidon said, and his voice was stripped of its playfulness. He leaned away to look in the face, where his aquarian eyes, the hardiness in them, reaffirmed this.
A Zora duo passed you on the bridge, but not without quick bows toward their new king. The sun sank passed the domain and left a heavenly tangerine glow over Hyrule; nightfall rode on swift wings.
“How much trouble am I in?” You asked as Sidon’s thumb caressed your chin. “Really?”
Sidon seemed somewhat surprised. “So you don’t deny it?”
“You’ve caught me red-handed,” You said, smiling.
“Well then, I’d say you’re in quite a bit of trouble,” Sidon said, tugging you gently forward, into him, now that the coast was clear. The flirty patina in his voice had returned. “Do you know how this makes me look? I can’t have our domain tainted by a few Hylians making a mockery of us …”
He inched forward. You ached to kiss him.
“You’ll have to be punished,” he leaned forward, and just as you pressed on your tiptoes to meet his kiss, he swerved to the side of your cheek, his tongue swiping at the shell of your ear. “And I will have to punish you.”
“And what happens to Link?” You said, trembling with excitement. “It’s not like I went in there alone.”
“Perhaps not, but he’s not in front of me right now …” Sidon’s hand found a tie holding your top in place and began to flirt with its knot, daring to strip you where you stood. “You’ll have to take a punishment for two.”
V V V
The Ruto Lake was so quiet at night. And somewhat eerie, with the glowing torquioise lights, the lavender flowers adding their own flair to the illuminescence.
Or it would be, if not for the nature of your task.
Your punishment.
“Go on,” Sidon said, lounging on the small hill that rested in the lake. “Show me all that transpired.”
You were working your knot out with a smirk, ready to undo it and be left in only your bottoms. “Who knew the new king of the Zora was such a pervert.”
“Says the woman who loves to be in the nude,” Sidon said, and sat up enthusiastically as you became topless.
You threw your top his way, hid how impressed you were when he caught it in midair.
“I can see how you persuaded Link to partcipate in this …” Whether that was to be a run-off sentence or not you’d never know; Sidon’s eyes weren’t even on your face, but roving your half naked form, the sway of your breasts — then how they hung in front of him as you worked your bottoms off.
“Link talks a big game,” You began, kicking your bottoms out of your way and facing Sidon, now completely bare. “He’s still a man, though.”
“It isn’t just that,” Sidon said, shaking his head and grinned that gorgeous grin. “You’re beautiful, waterlily.”
You blushed at the sincerity of his comment. You smiled meekly, remembered how Link had complimented you with his eyes, pretty and blue and unabashedly dilated, in much the same way. They really are very alike …
“Do it now,” Sidon purred, his cadence so seductive it might as well have been an inch from your ear. “The king of the Zora commands you …”
You turned around and dove into the water. Not nearly as cold as you predicted — then again your last dip in it had been at a different time of day — you twirled in the water before coming up for air.
And even though you were anticipating it, had expected it, had yearned for it, an atavistic, primal fear still came upon you when Sidon’s large, hungry hands grabbed you in the water and had you enveloped in his embrace, a fear that melted into unadalterated yearning.
And suddenly you were enveloped in Sidon’s embrace, victim to hose same greedy hands, his salivating tongue …
“You’re divine,” he breathed out before capturing your lips again. Tongue met tongue as he held you close in the sloshing water.
Eyes rolling back, you wrapped arms around Sidon’s thick neck. His hands roamed reverently, caressing and smoothing over your wet skin, made more sensitive by arousal and the arcane magic of the lake water …
“Sidon …” You hung your head back as one of his hands met the small of your back, while the other teased the seam of your cunt.
“Say it again.” He peppered kisses against your neck, sharp teeth grazing, threatening but never quite biting. He grinded into your smaller, weaker body, his dual cocks coming alive for you under the water. “Say it again, oh, please —“
You wrapped your legs around him and roped him into another kiss. You hated what this meant; the height difference between the two of you meant Sidon’s cocks were completely out of reach, but your cunt fluttered at the idea of where they could go.
“Sidon —“ You moaned out against his lips; Sidon’s fingers rediscovered your cunt, tickled at your clit. “Sidonsidonsidon, please, please, I —“
He broke the messy kiss to meet your eye. “You mean you want to?” The gentlest smirk ghosted his lips; he must’ve felt your legs shaking around him; two taloned fingers teased your clit, a third threatening to sneak farther, past your slippery lips … “Are you ready for me, my love? After just a little seconds of kissing, are you ready for my cocks?”
“Yes.” You never broke with his gaze, hands clinging desperately to him as you grinded your hips, chasing the rhythm of his cruel fingers. “Yes, please —“
A third finger slipped into your tight hole —
“What a begging thing you are …” Sidon said as you cried out from the invasion.
“Please.” Your eyes drooped. You held his smiling face in your hands. “Please, my king.”
That was the right thing to say; Sidon’s pupils blew out. In a flash he yanked your legs out from around him, saddled you to his side and swam to the small island protruding from the lake. There he turned you around, on your knees.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear those words?”
Your cunt betrayed you, fluttering again at the anticipation. Sidon’s hands came to your hips. You bit your lip as you felt his enormous presence from behind.
And without much ceremony, his cocks slid past to stretch both your cunt and your clenching asshole. Your jaw fell slack, slipping at your elbows on the low grass. Sidon groaned as he entered you to the hilt, one of his thumbs drawing circles into your skin.
“You feel —“ He thrusted, his voice catching on the motion, “— divine, oh —“
And you were sure, given different circumstances, he would’ve been slower, allowed you time to adjust. But not now. Not when he had prolonged teasing you, and not when you had riled him up to such a dangerous degree. Sidon’s hips slapped to your plump, wet ass as he fucked you, hands at times holding you still or yanking you back to meet his thrusts.
You moaned, again and again. On your hands and knees, for the entire Zora domain to see. Fuck, the thought of that was nearly enough to send you over the edge. Of the world seeing Sidon fucking you. You were being bred.
“You’re so beautiful,” Sidon moaned. “Such a naughty —“ thrust “little” — “minx” thrust.
Your breath caught in your throat. You weren’t able to withstand the constant praise, tightening around the cock Sidon siphoned into your pussy. One of his hands reached forward and under to reclaim your clit.
“The nerve of you,” he hissed in your ear, his massive fingers toying with your defenseless little nub. “Showing off this perfect cunt to the world when it’s — nng — rightfully mine.”
Your elbows were numb with pain but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as your orgasm climbed. You fished the grass, shutting your eyes tight, lost in the feeling of being so full by one man out of the two you loved most in the world.
“(Y/n).” Sidon bared a hand down on your back, the strain in his voice evident. “I —“
“It’s okay,” You hastened, nodding voraciously. To drive your point home you clenched around one of his cocks siphoning you.
“Oh — oh —“ The slaps his thrusts gave to your ass quickened, Sidon dragging your hips back to meet his demanding, hectic pace.
Your eyes rolled back; knowing he was about to come, knowing you’d be full of him everywhere, was enough to make you lose it.
Sidon roared, his last few thrusts bruising in their impact. You screamed out a stream of expletives as his come sprayed into both of your holes, leaving you filled to the brim with his delicious seed.
Sidon’s hand massaged your back now as he fought to catch his breath. “Oh, mmm, have mercy, my love!” he begged as your possessive cunt squeezed around his cocks again and again without your say, refusing to let him go.
“Sorry,” You breathed out with a chuckle.
“Oh no,” Sidon said. You looked behind you to see his face riddled with concern for your state. “Look at what I’ve done to you; let me help you …”
“I’m fine, really.” Even though your knees were red and raw from the rutting and there were aches blossoming under your skin as you spoke that would be fully birthed the next day. You smiled as Sidon helped to readjust you, feeling the aftermath of his seed leaking from your holes. “If anything I should be thanking you.”
“Nonsense. I had no right to treat you so boorishly.” Sidon cradled you into his arms. Dabbling kisses on your forehead, the chill left on your skin from the water was warded off by the guard of his hands. “Though, you may have a point,” Sidon murmured in between the umpteenth kiss above the fur of your brow. “The two of you will be the death of me. Surely you know that?”
You chuckled, eyes closed. At the feel of Sidon’s lips at the curve of your temple, you said, “I think so.” Then you were serious. “I didn’t get you into too much trouble, did I?”
“No, though prepare for Muzu to give you the stink eye whenever you visit.”
“I promise I’ll be more careful from now on.”
“Please, my waterlily,” another kiss, this one suspiciously encouraging, “don’t be.”
