Midna suddenly climbed off of him, leaning back against a stump, spreading her legs wide. Her thighs were positively soaked through with her nectar. Her hand rubbed her vulva gently, and she gasped in pleasure.

“Link, come over here,” she ordered. Link rolled to his paws with a grunt and padded through the soft, cool grbum, before sitting down in front of her.

“I want you to lean down and lick my cunny now!” commanded the imp, grinning devilishly. Link nodded his understanding vaguely. The wolf padded forward, and leaned down, his wet, black nose sliding down Midna’s furry stomach, making her giggle. She cooed softly, as he gently placed a little lick along her muff, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. Link growled softly, lapping gently at her labia, his tongue rasping against Midna’s folds.

Midna gripped the cool grbum beneath her, her hands tearing the plants from the roots as Link’s tongue slid over her clitoris, sending waves of purest pleasure through her tiny body. The imp groaned, feeling a rush of her nectar flow from her, Link lapping it up as he began to push his tongue into her tunnel. Midna’s hips bucked, her eyes falling closed and a quiet gasp of delight escaping her lips as the wolf licked inside her, his rough tongue rasping along her inner walls. Link got a little closer, placing his front paws on her thighs, restraining her gently, allowing him to work easier. Midna groaned, as Link’s tongue pressed inside her, lapping into her warm wet depths, sending tingles and jolts through her tiny form, making her gasp and moan in pleasure. Her hips twitched and bucked gently, her body beginning to tremble a little.

Link’s tongue continued to rasp against Midna’s clit, sending lightning bolts of purest joy through the little imp’s body, making her thrash about in pleasure. His paws kneaded her thighs gently, as he buried his muzzle deeper into her muff, licking as deep as he could within her. Midna’s hand scratched his head, rubbing behind his ears as she encouraged him on, feeling her inner walls begin to spasm and pressure begin to build up inside her little body.

With one final lick, the building pressure inside Midna finally broke. She let out a literal scream of delight, arching her back as a mbumive climax began to wash over her. She cried out in joy, bucking her hips uncontrollably, her nectar flooding out of her, as Link continued to lick inside of her. She moaned and gasped, feeling every nerve ending in her body tingle, her muscles quaking and quivering as her orgasm gripped her mind and body in an impenetrable grip.

Finally, with one last thrust, Midna’s orgasm came to an end. Link continued to lick and nibble at her clitoris, sending little jolts through her form until she finally had to tell him to stop in order to gain some time to recover. She panted and gasped for breath, her flat chest heaving as she lay there, basking in the afterglow. She sighed happily, resting against the tree, just enjoying the fresh air, until she noticed something.

Link’s male reproductive organ was at full erection between his hind paws once more, throbbing and twitching, a small bead of clear fluid gathering on the tip. The wolf stared ahead blankly, showing no emotion or thought, but apparently pleasuring Midna had aroused him once more. The imp smiled mischievously, debating what to do with the hero. She finally got an idea, and nodded to herself in a satisfied manner. The imp stood up from the tree and moved out into the middle of the clearing near the fire. She got down on her hands and knees, her shapely rear sticking up in the air.

“Mount me, my little sleepy puppy!” commanded Midna. Link barked in response, padding over to her slowly. He moved over her carefully, his thick member prodding against her folds. It was awkward, and it took almost five tries for Link to finally press the tip inside the girl. Midna let out a cry of purest delight as Link’s large, long, wide male reproductive organ pushed into her folds, sliding into the warm, wet tunnel. Midna whimpered, feeling the thick shaft stretching her inner walls to their limits, as his warm, soft, furry body pressed down upon her. Inch after throbbing inch slid into the imp, making her cry out in delight, her red eyes falling half closed as his shaft pressed against her clitoris. Soon, the lupine’s hips met hers as he hilted within her, the slight bulge of his knot resting against her clit. Midna murmured softly, wiggling her hips back against him, feeling every inch of his hot flesh twitching and throbbing inside her, stimulating every nerve ending.

But then, nothing happened. Link simply stood there, staring blankly straight ahead, his shaft buried in her sopping wet muff, but did not move. Midna looked back, wondering what was keeping Link from getting with the program. Then she realized what was wrong. She had only given him the order to mount her, not to do anything else.

“Link, begin thrusting into me! Keep going until you get ready to spurt your seed. When that happens, bark four times in a row,” she instructed. Link gave a nod and a short bark of understanding before pulling his hips back slowly, his long male reproductive organ pulling back, sliding easily against her wet walls. Soon, only the very tip of his shaft was left inside of her cleft, and the wolf drove his hips forward fast and hard, making the imp cry out in delight. The wolf repeated the process, slowly drawing back, his member pressing against the girl’s sensitive clit, then ramming forward into her. The imp began to rock her hips back against him slowly, her inner walls gripping him tight. It was awkward at first, Link never having performed a sexual act in his lupine form before, and Midna likewise never had sex in her imp form. But soon, the two found a rhythm and their pleasure began to build.

Midna moaned, cooed, and whimpered as Link began to pick up speed, thrusting harder and faster. Her hands gripped the cool blades of grbum beneath her as her hips rocked back against the wolf, his shaft driving deep inside her. She thrust back against him, moaning and gasping, her nectar soaking the fur of her thighs as the wolf thrust into her, her mind engulfed in pleasure as he bucked and thrust into her depths. The imp felt her inner walls quiver around him as he growled softly, his male reproductive organ twitching and throbbing inside her. His mind was empty of everything except contentment and pleasure as he pumped into the Twili, his furry sack slapping her rump as he sped up his thrusts, a wet slapping noise filling the cool midnight air.