#loone

"One more Roscoe, please, for me?"

She grinded her soaked panties against him once more. The little bumps, the little ridges, gave her SUCH goosebumps. No man ever made her feel like this. No dick nor hand ever made her pussy oh so wet. Not like Roscoe. Oh no. Oh no, she felt it already, slowly starting to build up. She shook as she peeled off of him, watching her pussy juices drip down his lovely curves. She held herself there for a second, trembling and needy. She liked to keep herself in denile, even when she TERRIBLY wanted it. She pulled her shirt over her head, shakily exhaling.

"I t-think now is...a good time to pull out that thing I bought. You remember; right darling?"

She bought just the cutest thing from a wandering merchant; an ancient shaft. So uniquely shaped, so long and precious. It made her heart race. She rubbed it between her wet folds, tempting her pussy with the stretch of such a fun toy.

"N...no. Not there. No, I'll cum too quickly. You know I can't have it too quick, right Roscoe?"

She patted her precious ball, before she slowly pushed it inside her little asshole. To know this piece of a guardian, was now inside of her, oh it was TOO much. She pushed it fully inside of her, till it stretched and stuffed her ass. She was about to keep it there and just continue humping her precious Roscoe, when she suddenly heard something. A sort of clicking, thunking like sound. She looked to the side, and swore she felt her breath quicken.

"Roscoe! Roscoe look!"

She whispered. The giant guardian was so close to her, it's long spider like legs kicking up the sand next to her. She had no clue how it got so close to her, but who was she to complain? It was SO unlike the old, decrepit ones. So full vitality, pulsing with such a nice, purple hue. A nice, thick body, with so many lovely, lovely legs. For her, it had the same affect as a beautiful woman would have on a poor, lonely man. That was when it's head suddenly turned, and looked right at her. Oh such a stunning blue eye it had! It was SO lovely!

"Uh...h...hi~"

Oh she wished she knew what it was thinking. Wished she knew how it felt, seeing her so pitifully nude. The thing didn't move for a moment, eye pulsing as it examined her, legs twitching and moving. It was as anxious as she was. She sat up straight, opened her legs nice and wide, and kept playing with her sopping wet pussy. Roscoe was sitting underneath her, watching her touch herself to a total and complete stranger.

"Don't be too jealous Roscoe, it's not his fault he's terribly handsome~"

She looked up at him, wanting to stretch her pussy for him, when he seemed to disappear. She looked around wildly, mourning the loss of her new stud, when suddenly she was pulled back, her mouth covered, her legs and arms kept in place. She looked up, and saw that all too familiar eye staring right at her. She felt his long, white, ancient skin brushed against her pussy, hooked hand fiddling with her makeshift butt plug.

It was EVERYTHING she could've wished for. The intense gaze, the firm, almost possessive hold onto her. She could feel his metal against her pussy, she could taste the grime against her lips. All while she was sitting on top of Roscoe, all while her body trembled and shook. He was beautiful. He wanted her. And she wanted HIM. Wanted his tight grip to choke the life out of her.

 But for now, she would settle with humping him. Settle with having her tongue lick and drool, as if he was just one, big, juicy lollipop. She felt his clawed hand tug and toy with her breasts, and she swore she was seeing stars. He was so rough! So demanding! Was it any wonder that a simple tug to her nipples made her cum?

"N-no! No, In my mouth, please!"

She felt his arm tear away from her mouth, and she hated it. She kept her hot, drooling mouth open, even sticking her tongue out like a good girl for him. His claw grazed her mouth, and she loved every second of it. Loved the taste of old metal, loved how coarse it felt against her tongue, even loved the taste of sand he left in her mouth. She would take ANYTHING he had for her, and he could have anything of hers.

Including her cum. Anything he did made her cum and drip her pussy juices for him. Feeling the tip of his claws in her ass? Cum. Feeling the tip of his claws threaten to cut her tongue? Cum. And even then, he had MORE to give her. A big, beautiful laser aimed right between her eyes, and the GORGEOUS humming he was making made her skin tingle. She wanted to have it. Have it all. All of HIM. She was already planning her new life.

Her new toy, fucking her and making her cum till nothing else was on her mind. She'd worship him until the end of time. She'd do ANYTHING for him. She could picture his name even! Maybe something as dignified as him, like Gunter, maybe even Gregory-

"HYAAA!"

Suddenly she was on the sandy floor. An explosion happened a bit off into the distance, sending a huge plume of smoke into the air. She looked up, and saw her new toy, reduced to smoking parts. Link tucked his weapon away, and covered his eyes as he offered her clothes back to her. She put them on, and when he finally looked at her, smiling as if he had done some noble deed, she smacked him with her hand, over and over.

"YOU!!! YOU!!! YOU KILLED HIM!!! YOU’RE AWFUL! TERRIBLE!!"

Link covered his features with his hands, desperately trying to protect himself.