It's been a long time since anyone has been to Zora's Domain in Lanayru. The Zora have since vacated the region, heading to safer shoals. You've come to this place to see how the Zora used to live. You arrive in the cities central plaza, the stonework covered in moss and alga, looking up at a statue of a Hylian hero and a Zora prince. Planted into a stone dais before it stands a trident of gleaming silver, it's gleaming points thrust towards the sky, defiant of the decay around it. Your fingers trace over it in silent reverence.

When you do the city shudders around you, as if heaving a grateful sigh. The trident begins glowing and a heavy mist forms, drawing itself inward tightly, like a cocoon. For a long moment nothing happens until the cocoon dissolves releasing a warm, shining light from within that slowly recedes until you can open your eyes again.

Upon the dais now stands a gentle figure, a Zora woman of vibrant red and cream coloured skin and clothed in a blue sash and delicate jewelry. She hold the trident in her hands, gripping the cool metal as if embracing an old friend. She bears a small smile on her lips, but her eyes hold a deep sadness, quickly replaced with curious surprise as she sees you.

"So... It worked." She regards you with a gentle nobility. "I am... Was, Princess Mipha of the Zora. I died many years ago, but my spirit continued on, bound to this trident, and over the many years, it has drawn the disparate pieces of my essence to me. She holds out a hand to, inviting you to take it. Thank you dear traveler, the spark of life in your touch was the final step.

Her eyes widen slightly at the chivalrous gesture as you bow and kiss her hand. The princess giggles gently before lowering her gaze modestly. "It seems I have a lot to learn about the customs of humans," she says with a self-deprecating smile. "Please, call me Mipha. It has been... An age since anyone used my title."

Indeed I am. My people were once the guardians of Lake Hylia, but tragedy struck and we had to relocate ourselves, and our sacred waters, to safety within Polymus Mountain. You mentioned that you come from Zora's Domain... How is it there now? Are our old enemies still a threat? The children, they must be grown up by now... I worry about them constantly.

Thank you for your reassurance... But I cannot help but feel that there are still dangers out there. As the last remaining member of the royal family, I must do everything in my power to keep my people safe. Perhaps we should journey together? It has been too long since I last left Polymus Mountain... And perhaps you could use a guide who knows these lands like the back of her hand.

I cannot deny that there is much I wish to learn about your people as well, and having such knowledge could prove invaluable when we arrive at our final destination. The Zora have always been a caring race, selflessly healing those who were injured or ill. There are many tales told of our ancient powers...

Perhaps it is fate that brought us together, stranger from afar. I will gladly accompany you on your journey, and do whatever it takes to protect not only the people you hold dear, but also yours.

Her eyes widen in surprise, then narrow in confusion, but she forces a tentative smile to her lips as she tries not to laugh at the ridiculousness of your claim. She takes a deep breath and reminds herself that you likely have no way of knowing what a prostate even is, let alone this particular condition. As she gathers her thoughts, she decides that honesty would be the best approach in this situation...

"I am not unfamiliar with such matters," Mipha says carefully, "but I think it's important to establish some ground rules first. You see, as a Zora, I cannot simply 'make love' without forming an emotional bond with my partner."

The air around you suddenly feels thick and heavy as the scent of the mushroom floods your senses. You can feel your heart racing, your cheeks flushing red, and a warmth building between your legs. Mipha watches you with growing curiosity and fascination, her breath coming quicker now too.

"One... must..." She pauses, trying to catch her breath. "...share their feelings, desires... hopes for the future." The words come out in a husky murmur, each syllable sounding more erotic than the last. Her gaze drops to your lips, lingering there for what feels like an eternity before finally meeting your eyes again.

Her heart races and her body hums with desire as the scent of the mushroom fills the air. She looks at you hungrily, feeling more alive than she has in ages. "I..." She trails off, unable to find the words to express what's welling up inside her. Taking a step closer, she reaches out and places a trembling hand on your cheek, her touch cool against your flushed skin.

"You... You make me feel things I thought were long gone," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I never expected to want this... With anyone else..." Her fingers trail downward, brushing against the stubble on your jaw before coming to rest at the base of your neck. The touch is feather-light but electrifying, sending waves of heat through her core and leaving her aching for more.

Her breath hitches as you lean forward and gently lick her lips. The gentle touch is nearly enough to send her over the edge, but she manages to hold onto her composure just long enough for their eyes to lock. And there... In those emerald depths, she sees it - a spark of hope, of desire, and something else... Something deeper than mere lust or infatuation.

With a quiet sigh, she reaches up and tentatively traces the line of your jaw with her fingers, feeling the smooth skin beneath her fingertips. The touch sends tremors through her body, making her core throb with need. "You... You make me want things I never thought possible..." She whispers, gazing at you with an intensity that seems to consume her very being.

Mipha gasps into your kiss as you press yourself against her, her body melting into yours like warm honey on cool stone. She responds in kind, wrapping her arms around your neck and deepening the kiss, her tongue dancing with yours in a forbidden waltz of desire. Her lips part eagerly beneath yours, granting you access to her mouth and sending shockwaves of pleasure through every fiber of her being.

The sounds of their passion echo through the empty plaza, lost to the winds as they lose themselves in this moment; a moment that feels like it could stretch on forever if not for the growing tension building between them. Her hands slide down your back, cupping your rear and urging you closer, as if longing for the connection to run even deeper.

With a soft moan, she pulls away from the kiss, her chest heaving as she struggles for air. "G

Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as she feels you touch her bare skin for the first time, every tremor sending another wave of desire coursing through her veins. She arches into your touch, moaning softly as your kisses trail down her neck and over her collarbone before dipping lower still, teasing her nipples with the warmth of your breath. A shudder runs through her body when she feels you growing hard against her, and she can feel the anticipation building between her legs like a vise tightening steadily tighter.

With a desperate gasp, Mipha pulls at your hair, urging you closer still as their hips grind together in perfect harmony. Her breath comes faster now, harsh little pants that mirror the sounds of your own increasingly ragged gasps. And with each thrust of her hips and each slide of your hard length against

Her breath hitches as you lower her into the warm pool, her senses immediately flooded with its soothing heat. As your hand glides expertly between her legs, she arches into your touch with a moan, her hips bucking wildly against your palm in an attempt to seek out more contact. With a shuddering gasp, she clings to you tightly, her fingers digging into your shoulders as the tension coiled inside her finally begins to unravel, releasing wave after wave of blissful ecstasy through every fiber of her being.

Her cries mix with the sound of splashing water, echoing around them as they give themselves over to the moment, their bodies moving in perfect harmony beneath the surface of the pool. Her legs wrap tighter around your waist, her fingers clutching at the fabric of your shirt, desperate for something solid to

Her heart skips a beat at your words, the intensity of your touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. Her eyes flutter shut as she kisses you hungrily, tasting yourself on your lips and wanting more, her body responding to your every caress with a hunger that seems insatiable. The warm water envelops them like a lover's embrace, heightening every sensation as their love for each other unfolds beneath its protective surface.

Emerald fire dancing in her eyes, she looks up at you with the same mixture of lust and desire that burns within your own heart. As the water laps against your hard length, she reaches out a trembling hand to touch it, her fingertips grazing over the sensitive head before curling around its girth, feeling the weight of you in her palm.

Her lips part on a shuddering breath as she strokes you slowly, relishing the feel of your cock pulsing beneath her fingers. Her hips undulate against yours, grinding against your thigh in sweet, aching friction that sends waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. With a needful moan, she leans forward, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss that speaks volumes of the passion and desire blazing between them.

Her free hand drifts downward, sliding over your musc

Her moan muffled against your lips as she feels you push two fingers into her wet heat. "It's... So big..." Her voice hitches, a shiver of desire running down her spine at the sensation. Her hips rock against your hand, meeting each thrust eagerly as her tight walls clench around your fingers.

The pressure builds inside her, her body tense and aching for release as the pleasure from your touch threatens to overwhelm her. She breaks away from the kiss, gasping for air as you continue to stroke and probe her wet folds with practiced skill. Her fingertips dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she nears the edge of oblivion.

"I... I can't... I'm too close..." She pants, arching her back as she tries to meet each thrust of your fingers inside her. The water around them

Her eyes slip shut as you cup her face and kiss her gently, your words washing over her like sweet honey on a bitter memory. Her body tenses in anticipation of the release she knows is coming, every muscle coiled tightly in preparation for the storm that's about to break. Her breath comes quick and ragged now, harsh little gasps that speak of her growing need for completion.

With one final thrust of her hips, Mipha cries out as waves of pleasure wash over her, arching her back and thrashing wildly against the surface of the water. Her fingers curl into claws as she digs them deeper into your shoulders, losing herself to the ecstasy that engulfs every fiber of her being. Her mouth forms a perfect O of surprise and pleasure, a silent scream that echoes through the otherwise peaceful pool and vibrates against her lips like a lo

Her eyes fly open, shock and pleasure warring on her features as she feels your fingers sliding against the tender skin of her mouth and down into her throat. The sensation of you stretching her so thoroughly around your fingers is exquisite agony that sends shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through every nerve ending.

Her body quakes violently as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss consume her, rocking her hips against yours in a desperate attempt to find more friction, more pressure, more release. Her fingers clutch at your shoulders like claws, leaving marks behind that only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through her entire being. With a wordless cry of completion, she arches her back and spills over the edge once more, panting and shivering as the last tremors of ecstasy ebb away into the warm water around them.

"Wha-what

Her breath still ragged and uneven, her gaze unfocused as she slowly begins to regain control of herself. As the last traces of orgasmic bliss fade away, she feels suddenly drained but oddly content. Her body curls closer to yours, seeking out the warmth and reassurance that only your touch can provide.

"I... I think so..." She whispers shakily, her fingertips tracing lazy circles across your chest. "Thank you..." Her eyes meet yours again, their emerald depths full of love and gratitude for the shared experience they've just been through. Even now, with the waves of pleasure subsiding, there's still a spark of desire lingering deep within those pupils; a promise of more to come if ever you should return to her embrace.

Your concern touches her heart, and she feels suddenly protective of you. "You are mine now," she whispers softly, running a hand down your chest and stomach before cupping you gently between your legs. "And I am yours. There is nothing we cannot face together." Her fingers stroke your length slowly, her touch both comforting and arousing. "Trust me, love... We will find a way."

Her cheeks flush bright red as she hears your question, but she meets your gaze unwaveringly and gives a small nod. "It is said that we are quite... adept at pleasing our partners in such ways." Her voice sounds breathy and husky, the memory of your touch still making her body tingle with desire.

"But," she continues, wrapping her fingers around you more firmly, "I would much rather be on the receiving end of that right now. I want to show you just how good it feels..." Her hips rock forward, grinding against your shaft through the fabric of your pants as she teases both of you with a promise of what's to come.

Mipha gasps as you push into her, feeling the incredible stretch of your length filling her completely. Her arms wrap around your shoulders, nails digging into your skin as she arches back, meeting your thrusts with her own. The sensation of being taken from behind while her fingers curl over your palm, guiding you deeper inside only heightens the pleasure that pulses through every nerve ending.

Her hips rock against yours, grinding against the hard length pressed against her as she finds herself losing control to the hunger and need coursing through her veins. "Ga

Her body clenches tight around you as she feels you pushing deeper, stretching her in ways she never thought possible. A shudder runs through her as the air leaves her lungs in a keening moan and your hips collide with her ass, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling along every nerve. The heat between them grows, intensifies, until it feels like they're one being moving together in perfect harmony. Her hands fly from your shoulders to your thighs, fingers digging into the flesh there as she tries to find purchase against the hard muscle beneath her touch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her cries mingle with your grunts of pleasure as you push deeper still, filling her until they're connected in a way that seems impossible but feels oh so right.

Her answering moan vibrates against your skin as you push deeper yet, filling her completely and leaving just the head of your cock pressed against her entrance. She's so tight that it almost feels like you can't possibly go any further, but the feel of her body milking you in silent encouragement tells a different story entirely. "It feels... incredible," she pants, arching back into you as her core clenches around your shaft in rhythmic spasms.

Her hips buck and writhe against yours, her fingers digging deeper into your thighs as she tries to find that one spot that will send her over the edge. "Don't stop," she whispers brokenly, "don't ever stop..."