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Sirens of the Sand

The Tribe of Sirens

"Oh yes…" She purred out again, undoing her hair-ornament. The red hair cascaded down her back as she smiled slyly at him. "I will really take care of you…"

Aveil's lithe fingers trailed across Link's bare chest, tenderly caressing his physique. Her golden eyes was fixated on his body, her intentions were crystal clear. And judging by the fact that Link was cuffed and chained to the wall behind him, there was no denying it. It would happen.

Link had never dwelled too much on a romantic partner – there were a few who had showed an interest in him, and he enjoyed the thought of having a partner. But as things were, he would have little choice in this matter. Strong as he was, he could do nothing against these chains, let alone without any of his gear. He was at Aveil's mercy.

Her eyes kept absorbing him, pulling him in to their golden trance of eroticism. There were two sides to this in which Link both wanted to give in to her charms, but part of him remained stubborn and refused. This was keeping him from his quest – he still needed to find the last temple wherever that was.

But her appeal could not be denied.

Her blood-red hair danced with every motion. Aveil kept caressing his toned body, admiring it with a voluptuous mirth that didn't go unnoticed. The tip of her tongue wetted her puckered lips before she leant down, now lying next to Link, and kissed his chest. The Hero felt a small chill run down his spine as his skin grew goosebumps at the contact. Her kisses trailed down to his flat stomach, her hands now resting on his shoulders to further grope the muscles. The more she kissed and licked his body, the more his urges screamed for control – they wanted this.

Just as Aveil's kissed reached below his bellybutton, she began to ascend on this body with the trail of kisses while her hands gently scratched the skin of his neck and collarbone the whole time. She passed the collarbone with a light kiss, sucking on the flesh until there was a small mark left by the time she continued to ascend on her man – hers in her mind, in every sense of the word – and met his eyes. It was the reflection of aquatic blue against golden.

Her fingers caressed his flushed face. She could feel his warmth, a lukewarm goblet, and the heat of his body against her exposed stomach. She straddled his lap at the point.

"You shouldn't try and resist Link…" She purred out in a whisper. "There's nothing you can do anyway… At least in the sense of escaping. However…"

She discarded her radiant red top, allowing it to fall freely onto Link's chest, and revealed her bounteous chest for Link's eyes to gander. The naturally sun-touched mounds were big enough to fit the palms of his hands, flawless and adorned with a darker shaded circle around the equally dark nipples, the colour of chocolate. Link saw them, taunting him as they jiggled before him – his resolve was already incredibly weakened.

"There are plenty of things, and women, you could do here…" Aveil said with a sly grin. "Won't you reconsider? If it's because you already have a sweetheart then don't worry…" She leant in to his pointed ear. "She won't find out. Because you won't be going anywhere…" His azure eyes widened in size at the mention. He didn't have a romantic interest that he was saving himself for, but he couldn't stay here when Hyrule needed him!

"No! No I, I can't! I have to-" She covered his mouth with her hand, a mischievous glint gleaming in her already radiant eyes.

"I guess I have to be even more persuasive…" She purred out again. She got up, albeit slowly, and got off from the bed. Her movements were slow and drawn-out, giving Link ample opportunities to watch her exotic curves; from the bare back that was toned and fit behind the veil of red hair to her hips that swayed with every step she took. Link's body knew what it wanted despite his mental disagreement. But who could deny the exotic charm Aveil – or rather the Gerudo in general – had?

"I can hear your throat is dry. How about something cool to sooth that dryness of yours?" She asked. On a small wooden table across the room stood a peculiar designed jar and a few chalices, one of which was now filled with a liquid that was lightly red in colour from what Link could see. He didn't answer her but she walked over and resumed her position again, holding the chalice to Link's lips. It smelled sweet, yet spicy in an alluring way that invited him to breathe in the scent further. His throat was indeed cracked by dryness. Parting his lips, the chalice was lightly lifted to his mouth, and the liquid spilled inside and down his throat. Its taste was strong, but not overwhelming; it reminded Link of a fruity essence, mixed with a spicy extract that he couldn't put his finger on. But whatever it was, it spurred him on for more as he gulped it all down with earnest.

"Good boy…" She whispered to him. Once the chalice was nearly empty it was pulled away from the blonde and put on a nearby table. Aveil kissed his cheek as she continued to caress his chest with a grin. "Feeling better now, don't you?"

He nodded. "Yes… Thank you."

"Oh, no need to thank me in words…" She smirked. "You'll be repaying me in kind in just a few seconds…"

Link's eyes snapped completely open. "What? What do you mean by-" He didn't get to finish his question. As instant as lightning, his body became hot, his eyes blurred for a moment. It felt as if he was set on fire from within as his blood rushed through his veins with the heart's constant pumping. It itched all over with animalism that was slowly making its way out and Link couldn't contain it any longer. The hotness increased, his body partially covered in a thin sheen of sweat as he squirmed against the chains and panted heavily in stiff heat.

Aveil's eyes gleamed with lust. "What you drank earlier was the Gerudo Tribe's secret wine… We make it from the rare fruit that grows in the desert, along with equally rare herbs that we mix into the wine. These herbs have certain… potency."

She licked her lips. "We use it sometimes to increase our libidos for those special nights here… And it works equally well on men. You should get used to the rush Link. Because you'll stay hard for quite a while."

Those words sent him over the edge. He had been reduced to a captive, a prisoner for sexual use!

And with the rush engulfing him with a passionate rage, he absolutely loved it.

Being so close as she was, Aveil felt his lips roughly crash onto hers, but the kiss itself became passionate, deep and strikingly lustful. Her fingers buried themselves in his golden locks as their tongues coiled from one mouth to another in their shared lust.

Link's mind went blank. As he made out with the enchanted Gerudo beauty, grinding his stiffened member against her groin, he forgot what he even was supposed to do here. Why had he even come to this remote place to begin with? He couldn't remember, nor did he care – all he wanted was to feel the burning rush keep coursing through him and send him into the sensual high.

"I can feel your eagerness…" Aveil said, having parted from Link's now flushed lips. "But I want to hear you say it… Beg me for it." Link groaned in anticipation, panting heavily through hazy eyes.

"Come on… you can do it…" She said.

"Gh… P-please…" Link began. "Please… Let me…"

"Yes?" She spurred on teasingly.

"Please let… let me… fuck you…"

"That's my boy…" She said with a grin before she got off him and got to her much desired work. Fortunately, Link was more than willing to ease the removal of his confines, seeing them discarded on the stone floor. It did nothing to cool his body however.

Aveil stared fixated at the exposed dick, smirking widely and uncontrollably. "I'm glad we didn't kill you earlier… Such a thing shouldn't go to waste!" And with that said, she prowled over to the naked Hylian like a feline on the hunt before she struck, licking and sucking on the head. Link moaned at the wet sensation.

His member twitched and jerked inside of Aveil's mouth as she sucked, the pleasure slowly building up inside his manhood. He arched back into the bed, bucking his hips in hopes of pushing his member further into the wet mouth that gave him a faint release for the burning sensation that was engulfing him. He couldn't get enough of either of this. To be handled by such an exotic beauty was beyond his imagination, and yet it happened right before him.

She stopped her actions to Link's dismay, but it didn't last long. Getting rid of her own clothes, the naked Gerudo boss stood above the blonde Hero with a gaze that was so enchanting, and a smirk revealed anything about her intentions. Her dripping folds held a fresh, vibrant pink colour in contrast to her dark skin. Link could smell her arousal from where he lied.

"You just relax and enjoy the ride…" She purred out. "I know I will at least…"

His hot, stiff member probed against her slick heat, droplets of juices sliding down the length before she took it all in – the sudden contact sent them both over the edge in a loud unison of moans. His dick, firm and hard, jerked inside of her liquid heat as they both bathed in the glow of animalistic high; wasting no time, Aveil began to ride him with fervour, moaning loudly as each hump was increasingly pleasurable, whilst Link braced himself and enjoyed it – the slick heat, the soft, tightening folds around his member and her breasts pressing against his body when she leant down. Their conjoined breaths were warm and heavy in the air as she rode him, increasing in rhythm as she increased her speed. The Gerudo's breasts jiggled with her motions as she arched up, straddling Link like she would do a horse as she continued to ride with a sex-fuelled mirth. Their bodies glistened with the sweat of their sexual ride.

"So…! Ahh! Big…!" Aveil moaned out in a husky voice. Her fingernails dug into the skin of Link's flat stomach, scratching the surface. "I could… Ahh! Mmh…! G-get used to this…!"

His firm manhood pierced through the folds with each thrust. That feeling alone was enough to set of sparks of pleasures that imploded within them, growing into an addiction they now both craved. Aveil's red hair spread itself out in the midst of it all, a cascading mantle of the brightest red that danced with life as they both got drunker in the ecstasy.

She thrust her hips downwards roughly, slamming down to the base of his throbbing firmness with a moan. "This is incredible…! I can feel it now… You're feeling the same aren't you? Let's do it… together…!"

Link could only grunt out a response. His member ached with the tingling sensation of a climax, just like Aveil felt hers. Their bodies tensed up, sinews tightening up as the final slam did the trick and send their bodies erupting with the carnal pleasure they both sought.

With another unison of loud moans, they both reached their peaks. Droplets of juices stained the bed covers as Link filled her up, erupting over and over into her core.

Minutes passed before they finally came down from their high, Aveil's body crashing on top of Link's, sweaty bodies pressed together. The room was filled with their sexual scents and sweat, along with the faint aroma of the wine. The Gerudo boss grinned, kissing the Hylian chest repeatedly before ascending towards his lips hungrily.

"You were amazing…" She said dreamily. "I'll look forward to the days from here on… You'll be a fine mate for the Tribe." Link's azure eyes stared at her puzzlingly, despite the lustful expression he wore on his blushing face. He wanted to ask her, but the words didn't come.

Aveil seemed to have noticed it. "Don't worry, you'll understand very soon." With that, she got up from her intimate perch, feeling a sense of disappointment when the still solid dick left her slick honeypot. She got off from the bed and let out a sharp whistle. Within seconds, several Gerudo women, amongst them a few from before, gathered at the doorway eagerly, while Aveil grinned at them.

She pointed back at Link with her thumb. "He's all yours, sisters. For tonight at least! The wine should keep him going for a good while." She said with a snicker. With a loud cheer from the gathered crowd, the women, seven in total for the moment, rushed into the room. To both Link's and Aveil's astonishment, they all shared cupful's of the wine, drinking it eagerly before rushing over to the bed. The last thing Aveil saw as she left the room, naked and content, was blur of red and brown and a song of giggles and moans.

She gently rubbed her stomach with a smirk. "You're going to be a fine warrior of the tribe…"

Edit: Navi's Whereabouts

A lone Gerudo guard walked her usual patrol, including a separate room far from the special chamber. As she took a small stroll around the room, a light voice chimed from above, prompting the guard's attention.

"Hey! Let me out of here!" She yelled. "Let me ooout!"

The Gerudo guard snickered, not saying a word. The bothersome fairy that had bothered the guards when they had adbucted Link was now safely stored away inside one of Link's empty bottles, unable to do a thing. The guard spun back around and left the room, thus leaving Navi alone as she tried to budge the bottle.

"Hey! Listen! Let me out of here already! Liiiiiiiiiink!"

The End

The lemon scene, as requested. Hope I did well!