Negotiations (Legend of Zelda)

Story by WotanAnubis

Princess Zelda enjoyed waking up. Not for the endless possibilities offered by the brand new day, though that was part of it, but simply because she enjoyed getting ready. Or, more accurately, having Impa get her ready.

The Sheikah woman stood in one of the shadowy corners of the royal bedroom, watching her. Zelda wondered, not for the first time, if Impa ever slept. She'd asked a few times, but never got a straightforward reply.

Zelda slipped out from under the covers and walked across to her dressing table. Impa detached herself from the shadows and followed the Princess, her boots somehow managing to be quieter than Zelda's bare feet.

Zelda sat down and waited patiently for Impa to take her place behind her, hairbrush in hand. It wasn't really a bodyguard's duty to untangle the royal bed head, but Zelda wouldn't have anyone else doing it and neither would Impa.

Zelda found herself humming dreamily while Impa carefully brushed her long, blonde hair and, occasionally, tangled with a difficult knot in as delicate a way as she could manage. For a few moments the Princess felt supremely relaxed, while also starting to feel pleasantly tense. Underneath her pristine white nightgown, Zelda could feel her pussy beginning to tingle and her cock slowly hardening.

Princess Zelda closed her eyes and sang softly, determined to focus on Impa brushing her hair and not imagining all the other things she knew Impa could do with her hands.

"That's a nice song," Impa remarked.

Zelda stopped, startled. Impa usually didn't say anything unless it was really important and the Princess didn't quite know what to do with her bodyguard handing out a casual compliment.

"Thank you," she said.

"Nearly done," Impa said, suddenly all business again.

"Would you like me to sing for you?" Zelda asked.

The hairbrush paused for a moment and Zelda could see Impa's hesitation reflected in the mirror.

"If it pleases Your Highness."

"I see," said Zelda.

"There. Done."

Impa put aside the hairbrush. Zelda rose from her chair and turned around. Impa's eyes flitted down Zelda's body, to her visibly bulging crotch, then back to her face.

"Help me dress."

Without saying another word, Impa quietly took hold of the Princess' nightgown and pulled it up and off her body, revealing her slender curves, her modest breasts, her nearly erect cock. Zelda hadn't bothered wearing underwear to bed in a long time.

Impa left Zelda standing stark naked for a moment while she took the time to carefully fold up the Princess' gown and put it away. By the time she was done, she'd composed herself enough to give Zelda a sincere smile that made her stiffening dick twitch.

Impa knelt before her nude Princess. Once upon a time, one of them might have made some idle remark about something would need to be done about her erection because it wouldn't do to walk around in a bulging dress. But that feeble excuse hadn't been necessary for a while now. Besides, it wasn't as if the truth of Princess Zelda's body was a secret or anything.

With the same professional gentleness with which she'd brushed her hair, Impa ran a couple of fingers along Zelda's semi-soft shaft. The Princess inhaled carefully, warm arousal rising in her naked body. She put her hands behind her on the dressing table to steady herself while Impa's careful caresses teased her into hardness.

After a few moments, Impa wrapped her fingers around Zelda's growing erection, her hand impossibly soft for someone so used to handling weapons. She began stroking the Princess' pale member up and down, until it was hot and hard in her hand.

Princess Zelda whimpered with arousal when Impa, without her stroking faltering for even a moment, brushed against her moist folds with the fingertips of her free hand. Zelda felt herself rapidly getting hotter while Impa's hands went up and down and round and round.

Zelda moaned, leaned back against her dressing table and lewdly thrust her hips towards Impa. Having her cock and pussy stimulated at the exact same time was a rare treat. Impa had to really concentrate on what she was doing, to make sure didn't abruptly stop when her hands became confused.

The Princess squealed with lustful delight when she felt two of Impa's fingers slowly push into her wet pussy. Her whole body shivered with pleasure. Impa's right hand rose and fell along her thick, hard cock, while two fingers of her left hand explored her inner walls brushing against every sensitive little inch.

"Impa," Zelda gasped. "Oh, my Impa."

Now Impa did pause. It was less than a fraction of a second, but the brief silence rang through Zelda's body and, in that one instance, the Princess was overwhelmed with sadness. But that feeling was quickly burnt away by the pleasured fire as Impa resumed, stroking and fingering her harder than she had before.

Zelda moaned loudly while Impa worked her naked body hard. She was barely aware of her servant's hands, felt only the mixed pleasures of her cock and pussy dan

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