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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      The_Legend_of_Zelda:_Breath_of_the_Wild
  Relationship:
      Mipha/Zelda_(Legend_of_Zelda)
  Character:
      Mipha_(Legend_of_Zelda), Zelda_(Legend_of_Zelda)
  Additional Tags:
      Bisexual!Mipha, Bisexual!Zelda, Link/Zelda_mention, Link/Mipha_mention,
      First_Time, Fingering, Oral_Sex, underage_tag_because_Zelda_is_17
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-23 Words: 1406
****** Before the Dawn ******
by sewohayami
Summary
     Mipha and Zelda decide to remedy their mutual lack of sexual
     experience.
     Vaguely set in the same AU as Queen of Light (my Link/Zelda/Mipha
     fic), but before the battle with Ganon.
They had decided to overnight in the Zora’s domain, figuring that they would
not make it back to Hyrule Castle before dark. Link had chosen to stay in the
inn, but Mipha had offered Zelda a room in the palace, next to her own. Though
it was nominally a guest room, Mipha had ended up using it as storage for many
of her own things. Artifacts from the Zora princess’ childhood surrounded her,
jewelry and training weapons of various sizes, toys and trinkets. It reminded
Zelda of how many things she did not know about her travelling companions.
Sleepless, she had made her way to the balcony that joined the two rooms, only
to be joined by Mipha. It seemed the Zora princess had a lot on her mind, too.
The two of them studiously avoided any talk of the upcoming battle, and thus
came around to the subject of the other thing they had in common; Link.
It seemed they both had complex feelings for him. For Zelda, it was her initial
resentment turning into a growing affection, and for Mipha, it was a childhood
crush changing into… Zelda wasn’t sure actually. Mipha was so reticent with her
feelings it was hard to get even the simple details out of her. That was why
she was so surprised with the next turn of conversation.
"You know, I wouldn’t even know what to do with him if I had him," Mipha
lamented. "I’ve never… been with anyone… in that way. I’d be too afraid of
disappointing him somehow… and that’s why I feel like even if everything else
lined up, I’d still keep my distance."
Zelda looked at her in surprise that she was raising such a topic. She tried to
compose herself as she blurted, "Well, I don’t think any of us have much
experience in that area." She immediately cringed at herself.
"I was thinking… maybe we could practice?"
Practice ? Her mouth went dry. She felt so uncomfortable around people, kept up
the face of a dignified princess to keep them at arm's length, so they could
never find out how awkward and clumsy she was. And now she was being asked to
drop those walls and be intimate with someone right now. Perhaps the part that
bothered her most was that the idea didn’t bother her as much as it should
have. She pulled herself back to reality, realizing she needed to answer the
question.
"With… me…?" she stammered out. The question was blatantly stupid but it was
all she could manage.
Mipha was blushing furiously too, the usually pale skin of her cheeks
practically glowing. So they were both in the same awkward boat here. Fine.
Excellent.
She took in the form of the Zora princess standing before her. Her skin looked
so smooth and soft, the contrast between the red and white exquisite. She was
slender and graceful, her chest flat and bare. Her eyes shimmered gold, a color
she had never seen on a Hylian. Simply put, she was beautiful.
"Ah… Princess… if you don’t want to… please forget I said anything. I… I’m
ashamed I brought it up."
"No…" murmured Zelda. She saw Mipha’s eyes flash with hurt as she turned away,
she had misunderstood. Zelda reached out to her, pulled her back. She put a
gentle hand on Mipha’s cheek, leaned forward and kissed her.
Mipha froze for a moment, then leaned into the kiss. A jolt of excitement went
off inside Zelda, something sweet and unknown. She wrapped an arm around
Mipha’s back and pulled her closer. The Zora princess made a muffled noise of
surprise.
They broke the kiss, both breathing deeply, their bodies still pressed close
together. One of Mipha's hands reached up to stroke Zelda’s hair, her fingers
tangling in the golden tresses. Zelda ran a hand down Mipha's face, over her
neck and collarbone, fingers tracing out to her shoulder, pushing the sash that
Mipha wore down over her arm. She felt arms reaching behind her, undoing the
fastenings of her outfit. Her clothes were far more complicated than the
Zora’s, she moved her own arms behind her back to assist. Mipha backed away to
give her space as she pulled her tunic over her head.
They were both stripped to the waist now, the chill of the night air on their
skin. With a look of intense curiosity, Mipha touched one of Zelda’s breasts,
Zelda shivered a little as she toyed with the nipple. This time, Mipha was the
one to initiate the kiss. Their hands ran over each other’s bodies, seeking,
exploring. Zelda observed that Mipha seemed to shudder more at fingers brushing
lightly down the back of her neck.
"Princess," she gasped between kisses.
For her own part, she had never realized just how sensitive her breasts were.
Warmth and excitement filled her as Mipha's hands squeezed them, as her
fingertips traced little circles. Her own hands ran down over Mipha's hips,
under the blue cloth. Fumbling, Mipha released whatever fastening held the sash
in place, letting it fall to the ground. She turned and hastily spread it on
the floor. Zelda reached to remove her own tights and underthings, tossing them
aside. Hungrily, she leaned in to kiss Mipha again.
Mipha’s hands worked their way down her body, fingertips digging into her
waist. They traced down the outside of her thighs, and then back up the inner
edge. Zelda parted her legs in response. She felt fingertips slide over her
outer lips, and then part them, slipping into the wetness. She let out a
stifled gasp. Mipha guided her, pushing her until she was lying on the blue
cloth, staring up at the Zora princess. The jewels on her head shimmered in the
moonlight. The hand between Zelda’s legs began working rhythmically, beckoning
at her insides. She moved with it, unconsciously, her hands clawing at the
cloth beneath her. She felt Mipha’s other hand still running over and around
her breasts, occasionally pausing to run fingertips over her stomach.
Instinctively, she closed her eyes to focus on the barrage of sensations, the
tension growing inside her, winding tighter and tighter. The hand that had been
on her chest slid down to begin working her clit, finding just the right
pressure and speed to make her writhe. She made no attempt to hold back her
moans, her thoughts flew away from her until there was only sensation and
desire. She bucked her hips and felt herself slip over the edge, the tension
inside her spiraling, coming undone as she writhed and cried out.
She lay there for a moment in dazed bliss, eyes still closed to drink in the
last pulses of the sensation. Then she rose unsteadily to her knees, grabbed
Mipha, and pushed her onto the cloth. She leaned forward to kiss her,
passionately. When she withdrew, the Zora princess was blushing harder than
ever, her breaths coming in gasps. She looked at Mipha’s elegant body. She
could now see that her private areas were usually hidden behind an almost
invisible slit, when it was closed. Now she was in this state, a slip of pink
was visible. Zelda ran her fingers down it, feeling the wetness on her
fingertips, smiling in satisfaction as the Zora princess squirmed. She slipped
two fingers inside and curled them, mimicking what Mipha had done to her just
minutes ago, glad to find it had very much the same effect. Even Mipha's gasps
were beautiful.
Curiosity overcame her and she lowered her mouth, pressing it against the pink
slit in a gentle kiss. Experimentally, she ran her tongue over the area and
felt Mipha's legs shudder. She nuzzled closer, exploring the warmth and folds
with her tongue, paying careful attention to what made the whimpering louder
and repeating it until the Zora princess was crying out incoherently. Her mouth
was beginning to tire, but she increased the pressure, wrapping her arms around
Mipha’s thighs and pulling her closer, taking in the scent and taste of her.
The Zora princess screamed, her whole body shuddering. Zelda felt the pulse
against her mouth.
She raised her head to look at Mipha, who was staring up at her in a daze. She
crawled over to lie next to her, taking the Zora’s hand in her own. They shared
one last kiss, and then lay together in comfortable silence until the first
light on the horizon.
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