#King Rauru x reader

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Focus

Description: You worked closely with Chief Ganondorf, you knew his plans and you knew you’d have to be careful in how you revealed to the King and Queen what would happen. It couldn’t be sudden, it would have to be gradual, one hint at a time.

Tags: 1.7k words, gerudo!reader, slight language barrier (written text), yearning, implied Ganondorf x Reader, inspired by an @alilbitlesbian post

Your fingernails drummed against the table as you looked over the paper in front of you. You forced yourself to focus on it. You had to focus on it.

It was all written in Hyrulian. You knew most. You knew enough to be considered fluent but you were no expert. You needed to give the words your full attention to piece together the puzzle that was context and figure out the meaning of words you didn’t understand.

You couldn’t be distracted. You had to focus.

They were right in front of you though. How could you be expected to do anything when they were right in front of you.

King Rauru and Queen Sonia of Hyrule, you’d heard their names before but only in tones filled with annoyance and occasional malice. What you’d been told of them did not prepare you to fit in front of them.

Rauru was tall with a thin coat of fur all over his body, barely an inch thick— if that. It was all a shade of gray save for his ears which were as white as his hair with longer, fluffier fur. You’d caught yourself wondering several times if his many earrings would jangle if you scratched those ears and you got your answer when he turned his head and a soft tinging was heard as they clicked together.

Sonia was a Hylian woman with similarly long hair to her husband though hers was blonde instead of white. Her eyes were a shade of vibrant green that was more colorful than the grass and flora you saw on the trek here. Those eyes were filled with understanding that you were left questioning, not sure what she saw when she looked at you that made her soften so much.

“Are you alright?” Rauru asked with your title at the end of his sentence.

“I’m well,” you told him. You let your fingers drum against the table a few moments more as you continued to stare at the words that muddled together on the page before you finally relented. “Though, if I’m completely honest, I do believe I’m having some. . . difficulty understanding. That is to say, I don’t know all of the words written.”

Sonia’s eyebrows rose and then fell as a soft smile came to her lips. She stood and walked over to you. Her hand went to rest between your shoulder blades as she bent a bit to get a better look at the paper.

You willed yourself to not think of how warm her hand was or how you could feel the very tips of her fingers against your skin.

“Let us take a look together, shall we?” she said.

With her help you realized that you did know most of these words and the ones you hadn’t were outlandishly lavish. There was simply the matter of spelling, different dialects and all. When you’d gone over the entirety of the paperwork, her hand still didn’t leave your back,

You cleared your throat and reached for a writing utensil. “I do believe that these are reasonable expectations,” you said. “The Gerudo will happily accept your request, King Rauru.”

“I’m pleased to hear,” he said as you signed the papers.

You slid the papers back to Rauru who took them so carefully. His fingers curled around the documents, only the pads of them touching it. He seemed almost wary of his nails, like they would pierce through the pages if he held them too harshly. Perhaps it’d happened before.

With a heavy feeling in your chest, you moved to stand. Sonia’s hand and warmth retreated from you as you did.

“If that is all, I should be off,” you said. “Sav'orq and sav'orr.”

“Are you sure you wish to go?” Sonia asked. “You’re welcome to stay. It’s getting late.”

She was right, of course. The sun had gone down and the moon was beginning to rise by the time you’d finished. However, you had to leave. You’d rather not deal with him thinking something had happened.

“It’s a multi day journey,” you reminded her. “One night won’t make a difference.”

“Then one hour shouldn’t either,” Rauru said. “We have the extra room. Please, if not for yourself than to ease our minds. There are many creatures of the night which could harm you. It’d be safer to turn in early and rise the same than to traverse far enough away from the towns and stables so if something happens, no one will know.”

You tried to focus on your goal. You knew that you really should leave now, get three to four hours of travel in tonight to make up for the lost time but they made a compelling argument.

You looked at them both. They should know they already won this bout of conversation. As soon as they’d asked the question, you knew the answer.

“If it’s not trouble,” you said.

“None at all,” Sonia said. “I’ll work on the arrangements.”

She left the room. Now it was just you and Rauru, alone in such a large room. There weren’t even guards. How trusting, how foolish.

“You should tighten your security,” you told him.

His brows raised. “Any particular reason?” he asked.

Oh, so many. Too many.

There was a reason Ganondorf had chosen you to come, because he knew you couldn’t say no to him. You hadn’t said no to him so many times and in so many different ways.

It wasn’t because you were weak or fragile. When push came to shove, you’d normally have no qualms telling him he was wrong. He’d even encouraged it, fond of the challenge. You simply knew when to keep your mouth shut for either safety or occasionally pleasure.

“Like you said, dangerous times,” you settled on saying.

He slowly inhaled and exhaled, a whirlwind of emotion hidden in his eyes.

He didn’t comment further. Instead, he changed the subject, “You must be famished, it’s been such a long day and we barely took a break. May I?”

You gestured for him to go ahead.

He led you down the halls of the castle to a kitchen area. He scooped several fruits you’d seen only briefly in your time here with Ganondorf but hadn’t tried onto a plate. Then he grabbed a pot filled with water and began preparing something.

It was so strange to see, a king making and preparing his own things. It didn’t seem right or rather normal. Especially in comparison to Ganondorf who practically used you as all his needs packed into one. You prepared his food. You stood watch to guard by his throne. You handled the townspeople’s squabbles. You did everything except the political work. That was until recently when you’d been thrown into that too.

“Oh, there you are,” Sonia said as she entered the room. “I couldn’t figure out where the two of you went.”

“My apologies,” Rauru said. “It simply occurred to me that none of us had eaten in our time together. I thought I’d rectify that.”

“A noble cause,” Sonia said as she reached over you for a golden, round fruit.

She bit into it with a small crunch sound. Her eyes fluttered closed for a mere second as something in her seemed to relax.

You could see the smallest droplet of something clear begin to try to roll down her lips and chin but you reached out to gather it with your thumb before it got the chance. It was sticky on your skin though that was to be expected.

Sonia’s hand nearly went to where yours had touched her but she stopped herself.

“I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until food was placed in front of me,” she said with a small smile.

“A common realization,” Rauru said.

He grabbed three cups. What was normal in your hands was dwarfed in his. It seemed so small, like an adult playing with a child’s toy.

He held them like he held the papers (not hard enough to pierce) and the fruit (not hard enough to bruise), not hard enough to crack.

He poured tea into the three cups. You reached for the one closest to you slowly.

“No one has ever made me tea before,” you admitted.

A flitter of sadness was quickly washed away with the hand placed on your arm and smile scratched across her lips as Sonia said, “Then you’re in for a treat, Rauru makes some of the best tea I’ve ever tasted.”

“Now, Sonia, you know better than to place false expectations in people’s heads,” Rauru said.

“And you know better than to lie,” she retorted.

You hide a smile at their banter with the cup before you took a sip.

“I’m afraid Queen Sonia is correct,” you said. “You’ve downplayed. It’s wonderful tea.”

“Thank you.”

“And please, simply call me Sonia.”

You arrived in Gerudo Town nearly four hours after the sun had descended from the sky. You took a moment to bask in the comfortable temperature inside the walls of the town (especially in contrast with the sharp chill of the outside) before you began to make your way to Ganondorf’s chambers.

“You’re late,” he said sternly.

“The meeting ran over,” you explained, not lying but not revealing the entire truth.

He scoffed lightly as he turned to look at you. He circled you, inspected you with critical eyes. He searched for any sign of damage. If there was the smallest scratch or faintest bruise on your skin you knew he’d find it and use it to his advantage. He found nothing.

“Would you like to make up for your lost time?” he asked.

“Of course.”

You followed him to wherever it was he led you. You knew what you were agreeing to. You did it willingly, probably would even if he wasn’t your higher up and simply a man on the street. However, he wasn’t the only person you’d found yourself drawn to in these ways recently. You couldn’t admit to that, however. At the very least not now.

Perhaps soon you’d be able to focus on more than just him and his wants. You dared to dream that maybe one day you could focus on your own.

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WIP Rauru x Fem!Reader

Just sharing this little snippet of my next Rauru x reader fanfiction! It will have two different version, a T rated version and an R rated version! TLDR; Rauru and reader get a little intimate in the throne room thinking everyone had gone, and someone catches them in the act leaving the already not-so-keen on PDA king a bit embarrassed. oop

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Good shit. thank you for rauru. now oil him up and make him whimper.

I’LL DO IT!!

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For my Rauru x Sheikah!Reader x Sonia fic, I am bringing back Loftwings because they are precious.

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A Glimpse Of The Past

Prologue

Master List

Tags: 740 words, eventual Rauru x Reader x Sonia, sheikah!reader

Things had been going according to the plan. It started out as a normal day. You got dressed in your armor, pulled your hair into a bun, put on a jacket as well as the eyewear Purah had made for you (they helped enhance your vision to see the smallest details, they were the same make as the ones she and Robbie wore), and grabbed your weapon and shield.

You were going beneath the castle to search for the source of a new sickness spreading throughout Hyrule. You’d run into some keese but that was no issue. You found a mural of the history of Hyrule. Zelda’s excitement had been adorable to witness.

Then you’d descended a set of stairs and found a body with a hand inside the chest. The hand fell. A small, tear shaped object rolled onto the ground with it. Zelda picked it up.

The body animated. It cracked and twisted in jagged ways. The eyes looked towards her and lit. A substance which reminded you of the gloom which was theorized to be the cause of the sickness, lunged for her.

Link ran in front of her and deflected it. You placed your hand on her arm as you used your body to shield her. Your kodachi in hand; Link’s master sword in his own.

The gloom seemed to attack the sword, making it decay. Then it went for his arm. You pushed Zelda back. The body spoke. It said your names, all of your names. Instead of answering Zelda’s question as to how it knew them, it assaulted the ceiling.

The world began to shake and crumble. The platform with the body descended down. The ground beneath your feet crumbled.

Everything went dark.

Then there was a gentle shaking that brought light. You opened your eyes, blinked several times, and then saw them. In front of you were two figures, both of which you’d never seen. A moment of confusion followed by clarity as you abruptly sat up and looked around.

On the ground, not far behind you, was where she laid. Her eyes closed, as though she was also asleep.

You glanced at the figures. You didn’t see any visible weapons and making sure she was okay would be worth the risk. You moved over to her.

“Zelda,” you said as you shook her awake with the same gentleness you had been.

She looked up at you. She accepted your help to get up before she noticed the people behind you. This time she was the one to pull you away.

You looked at them more closely this time. The woman had blonde hair and brown skin covered in white markings. She looked hylian.

The man beside her, however, did not. His ears were long and furred. Along his hairline were four small horns. His face a bit more animalistic than hylian.

Both wore clothes you’d never seen before.

“We didn’t mean to startle you. I’m sorry,” the woman said. “It’s okay. My nana is Sonia.”

“And could we ask what your names are?” the man said.

“I am the daughter of King Rhoam of Hyrule, Zelda,” she said with a level of authority in her voice she so rarely used. She then gave your name, “a member of the Sheikah along with their research facilities and trusted guard.”

“What an unexpected answer. We are the King and Queen who founded Hyrule after all,” he said with a look to Sonia. “Or at least, we were last time that I checked.”

It was your turn to share a glance with your partner. “You founded Hyrule?” you asked with a knot welling up inside your chest.

“You’re the king?”

He gave a small hum and a nod. “I am Rauru, King Rauru of Hyrule.”

You closed your eyes and sighed. This would reach the top of your list titled “Misadventures with Princess Zelda.”

She looked around the area. “Are we need the Great Plateau?” she asked but she didn’t wait for an answer before she began walking away.

���Princess!” you called after her. “We are in unknown lands,” you told her as you caught her wrist, “we must be careful.”

“I will be and if worst comes to worst, I have you to protect me.” You made a face given the most recent circumstances. “I just want to get a good view, see what’s changed and if we really are,” her voice trailed off.

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Would anyone be interested in a Rauru/Reader/Sonia story where the reader is a Sheikah from Zelda’s time and studied ancient Sheikah technology?

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Hello,

Could I have a Rauru x Reader fluff/smut one shot?

Like best friend of Zelda gets thrown into the past with her and he is fascinated with her?

A Story To Tell

Tags: 3.4k words, casual nudity among friends, poly relationship (Sonia x Rauru & Rauru x You), outdoor sex, fingering, penetrative sex, Rauru’s Large Cock, gentle sex, playful teasing, cultural differences

The King was one of the Zonai, he said. He looked like he was covered in a think layer of fur. His ears were long and fluffy. His hair was white like the Sheikah, the only semblance of normalcy you could get from his appearance. Along his hairline he had four horns and it seemed on his forehead was a third eye.

The Queen was a hylian, though unlike any you’d ever seen. Her skin was a beautiful shade of brown, her hair almost cream in color with how pale the blonde was. Her ears were what threw you off the most, long and pointed in a way you’d never seen before. She was wearing clothing unlike any you’d worn before as well.

Though now you found yourself wearing clothes similar to it. It was a sleeveless white dress with the same green detailing. Sleeveless, bellowing styles weren’t common in your time but you were beginning to understand their popularity now. You actually felt very pretty.

It also helped that Rauru seemed to think so as well. It’d taken some discussion but eventually you started dating in the middle of all this chaos. Zelda had been so happy.

Today she even helped you pick out a different set of clothing. Another difference about here from your time was the difference it what was considered appropriate to wear. Sonia had been helping you both understand that.

“Would there be a way to wear something more similar to Zonai clothing?” Zelda asked her. “He is taking you on a picnic to introduce you to Zonai foods, right? It makes sense that you’d wear something more similar to his people’s wear.”

Sonia smiled. “That’s not a bad idea.” A soft smile graced her lips. “I actually remember the first time I wore Zonai clothing around him. It was a very,” she laughed, “a very memorable day.”

“Good or bad memorable?” you asked.

“Good, very, very good,” she said. “One moment. I’ll be right back.”

She left the room. The door clicked quietly when it shut.

Zelda turned to you with a mischievous grin. “What do you think she meant by memorable?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” you said, a blush coming to your face at her insinuation.

She moved to stand right in front of you and grabbed your hands. “Promise me if you have sex you’ll tell me everything. I want every last detail.”

“Zelda!”

“What? It’s not like I’m ever going to have sex with a god-like creature. I want to know what it’s like,” she said. “He looks like he’d be huge. Don’t let him break you.”

“He’s not going to break me,” you said, now avoiding her eyes, “and I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”

“Sure, fine, spoil all my fun,” she said. “You’re telling me every last detail though. Whether you like it or not.”

“Uh-huh. Sure.”

The door opened once again and Sonia stepped inside, holding an outfit in her hands.

“Here we are,” she said. “If you’ll take that off, I can help you put this on.”

You spared Zelda one last look and she simply smiled. Then you pulled off the dress.

Sonia walked over to you with the top in hand. She tutted to herself. “You can’t wear a bra,” she told you as she reached around your middle (almost like she was hugging you) and took off your bra. “It’s a very open look. Don’t worry, no one will think anything of it.”

She then placed the top so it rested just in the tips of your shoulders and clasped it in the front. It reminded you more of a shawl than a shirt. She grabbed a necklace as well and put it around your neck. It hooked to the shawl, further keeping it in place.

Her fingers hooked her fingers in the band of your underwear and then slid it down. “You won’t be needing that either,” she said.

Zelda snorted from her place leaning against your bed. She then made a very lewd gesture, very unbecoming of a princess.

You flushed as Sonia fasted the bottoms around your hips.

“We’re not having sex, Zelda,” you hissed.

Sonia’s movements haltered. “Unless you truly want otherwise, yes, you will be wearing this.” You flushed and Zelda laughed freely. “That’s the entire reason I suggested no under garments. It just gets in the way.”

She stood up and placed a hand on your shoulder. She brushed your hair out of your face. “You’ll be fine. He is a very gentle lover. Big he may be, in many ways, he won’t hurt you.” She placed a kiss to your temple. “Now go, you don’t want to be late.”

You walked to the spot Rauru had told you about. Your mind went a thousand miles a minute. You hadn’t— it wasn’t your intention to make him want to have sex with you but you weren’t opposed to it. You’d fantasized about it more than you’d admit.

It was more so the knowledge that Sonia and Zelda knew you’d be having sex before you did and where you’d be having sex when you did that made you nervous. You weren’t exactly sure as to why.

He was Sonia’s husband. She had a bit of a right to know if you two would be having sex. As for Zelda, well you’d been stationed outside of her room to guard when Link was indisposed. You’d heard what she sounded like when she orgasmed because she may be quiet sometimes but she wasn’t all that quiet.

Eventually there was no more time for stalling as you saw Rauru in the small clearing. His back was to you but a large blanket was laid out beneath him with many pillows scattered around. A table had a basket atop it on the outskirts of the blanket, likely due to the candles he was lighting to ward off bugs that were placed on it.

He finished lighting the last candle and placed it on the corner of the table. He sat onto the ground. His shoulders slumped as he exhaled. You felt your pounding heart calm.

You walked over to him and sat beside him. “Rauru,” you said.

He began to say your name as he turned to face you but he fell quiet when he saw you. He blinked several times, his hands clenched in his lap, his mouth stayed partially open. He seemed to (what was the phrase Purah used?) short circuit.

“You look beautiful,” he said.

“Thank you.”

“I only speak the truth,” he said.

He cupped your cheek and you leaned into the touch. You looked up at him and met his eyes, a look you’d seen only pass over his face stayed to settle. His thumb moved absentmindedly over your cheek.

Then his hand moved down. His fingers left a trail of awakened nerves as they brushed against your throat. He moved his hand down your collarbone and shoulders. You could feel the press of his hands through the thin fabric of the top before they halted.

“I would really like to have sex with you right now,” he said.

Your voice caught in your throat for a minute. “Yeah?” you finally managed to ask.

“Yes, I would,” he said.

“I’d rather like to have sex with you too,” you told him.

His eyes, once lingering where his hand was, looked up at you right before he kissed you, slow and soft. It was when he pulled back and could look at you that he began to act on his words.

His fingers touched your under boob. He cupped you, fingers pressing into the soft, moldable skin, before he brushed against your nipple. He glanced up when you sighed at the touch.

He lowered his head down until he was level with your breasts and took your other nipple into his mouth. He moaned as did you. His tongue flickered against the bulb as he sucked the skin.

Your hand tangled in his hair, wanting him close. He nuzzled against your skin in response. His hand boy fondling with your other nipple came around your body to support you as he guided you down.

With your back against the blanket, he pulled off you. He reached for a pillow and placed it underneath your head. He grabbed a different one and placed it beneath your hips.

“Just tell me if you wish to stop,” he said.

“I promise.”

“Good.”

He pulled up the fabric of your pants and you could feel the soft winds against your privates. That paired with the feeling of that same breeze cooling the saliva on your nipple, made you shiver and squirm.

“I didn’t take you for the type to go nude,” he said.

“It was Sonia’s idea,” you told him.

He hummed. “She is full of good ones.” His hand rested on your pelvic bone. “I’m glad you’re getting along.”

“She’s a wonderful woman.”

“Indeed but so are you,” he said, moving his hand so it pressed right against your privates, giving you warmth instead of a breeze.

“Seems like you have a type then,” you said.

“I suppose I do.”

He pressed a finger between your folds and you moaned loudly, without restraint into the air of the wilds.

There was a bit of a thrill here, not being completely away from civilization but far enough away that you could be as loud as you wanted, not behind four walls and instead exposed completely, having the warmth of the sun and Rauru but the chill that came with a breeze.

“You’re so wet,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. “Were you expecting this?”

You tried to wiggle your hips to get some friction but he merely had to put a hand on you to cause you to stop.

“No, yes, maybe. It wasn’t my intention but Sonia and Zelda insisted this world be the outcome,” you told him. “I’ve also never walked anywhere in public with my breasts and privates out so that was kind of thrilling.”

“It can be so easy to forget you’re from a different time,” he said, curling his finger so it was soaked in liquids. “Tell me, why would that be thrilling?”

“In my time, it’s taboo,” you told him. “If you have more than your thighs and stomach exposed it’s considered—“ he slipped a finger inside you and you moaned— considered indecent. You’re only supposed to have other things exposed if you’re having sex with someone.”

He hummed. “So walking here, dressed as you are was like you were telling the world you were coming to have sex with me?”

He moved his finger out and then back in as you managed to choke out a, “Yes.”

“Did anyone see you?” he asked.

“Uh-huh.”

“Did you want them to know?”

“Yes.”

He slid another finger inside you. “You wanted them to know we were having sex or you wanted them to know just the action of walking around so indecent made you so wet?”

“Both?”

“Maybe I should ask Sonia and Zelda to start spreading rumors,” he said. “So that every time you’re dressed like this people will know.”

You moaned at the thought. He curled his fingers inside you. You moaned louder. He slipped in a third finger and started scissoring them. Slow, careful, but with purpose. He kissed you when he added a fourth. His thumb pressed against your clit to help ease any discomfort and though he didn’t move his finger, it worked.

Your hand ran up his shoulders and pulled him close. He nuzzled against your neck, placed a kiss to it.

“I really want to mark you,” he said, “but I fear you’ll say yes to anything I’d ask of you right now regardless of later consequences.”

“You’re probably right,” you told him as you pet his ears.

“Ah, well, I’ll wait then,” he said, settling on lightly mouthing your neck without leaving any marks or bruises.

He spread his fingers again. Your fingers twitched before you relaxed again. He moved his thumb off your aching clit in favor of changing the angle of his fingers inside you. Then he curled them, hitting your sweet spot. He caught your gasp with a kiss.

“I think I’ve prepared you as well as I can,” he said. “May I?”

“Please.”

You whined when his fingers left you wide, loose, and wet.

He sat up. He carefully removed your hands from his ears and hair. He held them for a moment before he surged forward now straddling you and pressed them into the ground above your head. He gave you another kiss. Then he let go of your hands. He settled back.

With him straddling you, you could both see the imprint of him through the loose fabric he wore and feel him pressed against your stomach. He was large. Sonia was not lying, he was big. Zelda was right, actually. He was huge. You hadn’t even seen him yet.

“Breathe,” he told you. He ran his hands up and down your torso. “Relax.” He groped your breasts and helped you relax with him against you (not even in you, not even visible) by turning your anxieties into lust once more. “I’ll go slow,” he said.

He encouraged you to raise your leg so he could get an easier angle, something you allowed him to do. It was almost like he was puppeting you. Raise leg, bend it, keep it in place. Move other leg a bit to the side, bend it as well. Relax against the ground. Breathe.

He kept the fabric of his bottoms around himself, moved it so it covered your privates as well.

You could feel him brush against your folds. It was different than any dick you’d felt before, a bit blunt instead of round. It was also big but you’d already had that established for you.

He moved it up and down your folds several times. His eyes fluttered closed and his mouth hung open. Small noises almost drowned out by the sounds of nature exited his mouth.

You felt him press against your hole. He slipped in just the barest bit, not even his full tip, before he went back to stroking your folds with his dick.

The feeling of him against your clit made you clench. Your eyes fell shut. Your hands, still above your head, wrapped around each other, squeezed tight enough that you were sure they changed a different color.

“Oh, you feel so good,” you told him. “I can’t wait to have you inside me. Please, Rauru, please.”

He halted for a moment before he continued his demonstrations. “Please what?” he asked.

“Don’t make me wait,” you told him. You opened your eyes to see his own hooded ones staring at you. “Put your dick inside me and fuck me.”

He sucked in a breath. “How crude,” he said, “but if you wish.”

He placed the tip of his dick inside you. Even with his preparations and how wet you were, you still felt yourself stretch. It was a good stretch though that brought on an ache you knew you’d feel for days. You couldn’t wait.

Slowly he started rocking his hips. Moving inside you more bit by bit with each movement. It was gradual, good. It felt amazing as he filled you, stretched you, until he couldn’t anymore.

Then he halted. He stilled. Let you breathe.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Good, so good. Goddess, I’ve never felt this good in my life. You fill me up so well. I feel like I’m about to burst but in a good way,” you tell him, a haze coming over you.

He did an experimental thrust. Your hands scrambled for something other than yourself to grab onto and you found the pillow.

“Is that still good?”

“Perfect. It’s perfect. Feels so good.”

He slowly started to make himself a pace. It wasn’t fast nor was it slow. He wasn’t completely soft and gentle. You could feel yourself being pushed up with every couple thrusts. It was perfect though.

You squeezed the pillow and occasionally his arm. Your mouth seemed to permanently be open with moans. You felt so loud. He made grunts and sounds of his own but he was quieter. His ears twitched with every noise you made and by comparison to him you were so noisy. There weren’t even walls to catch your noises. Instead they faded into the wilderness.

Your foreheads pressed together as he gave you a kiss, if one could call it that. It was more so his lips pressed against your open mouth and you moaned directly into his. Then he moved so he wasn’t so easy to grab.

In doing so he moved so he was pressing against your sweet spot far more often. You grew louder.

A hand moved to your chest. He grabbed one breast and then the other. His hands brushing against your nipples. He touched the necklace on your neck. He carefully thumbed them before he cradled your face. You moved your head to the side to kiss it before your moans grew so frequent you couldn’t force yourself to close your mouth.

One hand grabbed the pillow in a vice like grip while the other one slid down your body. You were close. You were so close. He felt so good inside you.

You moved to play with your clit, hoping to speed up this torture of being so close to the edge but not being able to cum. However, as soon as you did it was almost like it hurt. It was overwhelming. You moved your hand away and instead moved it under the fabric of his bottoms. You could feel the slide of him in and out of you. For a moment, that’s all you did, was bask in that feeling.

He sped up at the feeling of your finger tips against him every time he exited you. It only heightened the pleasure, the stretch and relaxation of your walks every time he entered and exited you.

You tried again. This time it was a bit easier. His hands moving across your body and settling on your hips to thrust into you faster helped ease the overstimulation you felt before.

You felt yourself spasm but not orgasm. You felt like sobbing. You just wanted to cum.

He went faster and faster. You were moving up and down with every thrust. Your noises grew louder and louder. You moved your hand faster and faster as he thrusted in and out.

You clenched around him. Your eyes closed so hard all you could see was white. You swore you screamed but you couldn’t eat it. Your legs tingled and kicked, too overwhelmed.

Rauru continued to thrust in and then out of you. Fast and faster. Harder and harder. Then he stopped. You felt him twitch and pulse inside you followed by a new sensation of warmth. Your eyes rolled back.

You both took a moment to breathe.

When he pulled out you whined. He moved behind you and helped you sit up. He brought a container of water to your lips. It was cool as it slid down your throat. He held you.

“Now seems like a good time to try the food I brought and perhaps talk about what is and is not allowed in our sex life,” he suggested.

Later that night, once the moon had taken its place in the sky, you stumbled your way to Sonia’s bedroom. There was dried saliva on your chest and cum inside and down your leg.

You opened the door to a very dimly lit room where Sonia and Zelda were looking over notes at a desk.

“So you wanted to know what sex with Rauru is like?” you asked Zelda as they both turned to you.

“Oh, I should have warned you. He likes to bite.”

[am-i-interrupting]

Can you do a NSFW alphabet for Rauru?

Rauru NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He is very snuggly and cuddle. Will nuzzle your neck and give you kisses.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs & also their partner’s)

His favorite body part in himself are his ears. They’re very soft and sensitive and it feels very nice when you pet them.

His favorite body part in you is your neck. He likes nuzzling against it and it looks so pretty marked by him. He does have a habit of dragging his nails down it just to see your reaction.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

He lives cumming inside you. Watching it pour out of you is enough to spur him in for another round if you’re down for it. He also likes to cum on your face, though that he is more hesitant to admit.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Not much of a secret but he is such a switch. He can go from submissive and breed able to dominant and so fucking unfair so fast.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He is experienced. He’s fairly average in his experience. He wouldn’t know exactly what he was doing but he would be more than willing to talk about what potentially went wrong. In fact, you would probably have to talk for a long while before he even agreed to have sex with you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Any position where he can see your face and has easy access to your neck would be his favorite. He loves being able to see you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s fairly serious. He’s not immune to laughing and making you laugh but overall he takes things fairly serious.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s about as you’d expect from a man covered in a light coating of fur, that being coated in fur.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is extraordinarily sensual. He gets off on making you get off. No matter if he’s the one steering or being led, he is constantly making sure you are feeling as much pleasure as possible.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t strike me as a the type to masturbate a lot, if at all when he has a partner. When he’s single and by himself he’ll masturbate but otherwise he’d much rather be with you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Much as he would loath to not be able to touch you or vise versa, he does have a thing for bondage. The want to touch you plus the inability to do so simply make it that much more rewarding when he finally gets to. He’s also got a huge breeding kink. Do you want kids? That’s a discussion outside of sex but the idea that he could potentially be getting you pregnant (if you can and even if you can’t) is something that is so quick to get him off. He also would adore it if you offered to do cockwarming.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Your shared bedroom or bed. He’s not too big on venturing outside.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He is actually fairly hard to turn on, not in the fact that he doesn’t want to have sex with you but it’d probably take several minutes into any type of physical intimacy for him to start to get hard or enthusiastic. His biggest motivation would be either time spent apart for a while and craving having you close or you expressing interest in sex.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He will not do anything with blood or anything that hurts you. He’s not vanilla but he’s not a masochist.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He likes receiving oral well enough as well as giving it. It wouldn’t be his favorite thing but he’d indulge in it occasionally and is always enthusiastic when he does.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He is very slow and sensual. He likes to draw things out. He can be rough but only occasionally is he fast and if he is it will normally be a night of edging that’s ahead.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He’s not the biggest fan of quickies. If he’s going to have sex with you he wants to take his time. He doesn’t want it to be over and done with. He is not immune to quickly getting you off if you insist but for himself he’d rather wait.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He is willing to experience, willing to try. There’s a lot he hasn’t done and unless the idea is outright uncomfortable, he’ll try most things.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go for pretty long without cumming. He can’t go more than two rounds on an average day, though. Occasionally three. Some nights he will take a stamina potion to keep up with you. Especially if you want him to cum several times that night.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

The only toy he would own would have come from before you got together being some kind of flesh light. It’d be something he would have rarely used then and used now only if you want to give him the torture of not getting to touch you.

He is open to using toys though. The biggest toys you’d see him get excited about would be toys for your pleasure and the hidden desire when he saw a cockcage for the first time.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be such a tease. He loves drawing things out and taking them slow and sometimes that means drawing your orgasm out for hours. He is very big on edging.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s not very loud when he’s the one giving the pleasure. When he’s the one receiving it. . . well, the next day guards refuse to look him in the eye and get very flustered when talking to him. Mineru asked to move to a room not next to her brother in the castle soon after you started having sex.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He can get so caught up in your pleasure that he forgets his own. He just simply doesn’t see it as a need for him so much as an occasional want. You often times have to make plans for nights completely about him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He is big and he is thick. No matter how hard you try he’s never gonna fully fit inside you be it mouth, vagina, or ass. It’s just not gonna happen.

Here: here’s some fanart I saw that pretty accurately depicts how I imagine him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is actually fairly low. He seems like he may be on the asexual spectrum in my (asexual) opinion. I don’t think he’d actively seek out sex too much but if you wanted to indulge he’d be more than willing.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It depends on how long you went for but normally he’ll stay up a few minutes later than you and just indulge in looking at and petting you until he dozed off himself.

[heyitsmechuey]

When it Rains, It Doesn’t Always Pour (Rauru x Reader)

Rauru x Reader Fluff Shot - No content warnings

It’s Rauru just being Rauru (or at least my perception of him; soft and sweet, and very convincing in his ways when he wants to be ;) I haven’t wrote for a while, and this is my first time writing for TotK, but there really isn’t any spoilers in this one! I did proof read but please understand there still may be errors Word Count: 742 words

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Heavy rain padded softly on the stone railing beneath your uncovered arms, effectively dampening them as you looked longingly toward the fields of Hyrule where small pools formed within the courtyard. It wasn’t supposed to rain today, but it did, and now more than ever you felt anxious and trapped within the castle’s hard, stone interior - your only saving grace being the balcony for a moment to reflect, fearing the dreariness. A soft sigh left your lips as you cupped your chin in your hand, accepting the defeat that going out to explore the lands with your husband was now out of the question.

You felt like a child being punished, and thought yourself childish too, for acting so sombre over an uncontrollable aspect. At least 10 minutes passed, staring into a landscaped void and feeling sour in your own thoughts. “The time will not pass any faster if you watch it, you know?” The sound of his soft gravelly voice snapped you from your depressive state, and the chuckle that followed made you forcibly pout as you spun your heels around, looking upwards at the playful features he displayed for you. He didn’t seem bothered by cancelled plans at all. His regal capabilities surfaced as he chose to carry out other duties earlier that day, but now what was left was a lover - playful but wise. You sighed again before attempting to justify yourself. “I know...”, your confession came slow as your gaze studied the floor, “but we had plans..” His hands came from where they rested behind his back, to folding over themselves once again in the front, waiting patiently for you to have your moment. When your eyes darted back up to check him, a pitiful smile let him know that you were okay and visibly, he loosened up and took gentle but determined steps forward. When he held his hands out, you instinctively followed, placing your own on top of large, outreached palms. Taking a moment to run your thumb over the faint lines, you let out a puffed laugh as he visibly shuddered under your touch; like it was the only thing keeping his heart beating. He studied you, then proceeded trail his hand up to your cheek and moved your sullen gaze to align with his. It didn’t matter what time of day it was, Rauru had a natural, calming charm at all hours, and he was smart enough to know how to get you to forget the little irritations with ease - with love. “Come, we can make new ones.”

He brushed lightly at the locks in your face, dampened by the rain that rode the wind. On the second sweep, he leaned in closer until warm breath against cold skin was tickling you,

“I can prepare some tea and then we can have a moment to ourselves for once.”

His voice was like honey, convincing you to turn a blind eye to your worries, to take only him in, and forget that there was a problem in the first place.

You felt suspicious for that reason, catching on after years together that his hold on your heart was powerful. With an eyebrow raising uncontrollably, you had to ask: ‘Just us?’. You reflect on how long it had been just the two of you for company; whether it be chatting, reading, or playing chess to pass the time. There was a sting for loss and you cursed on Ganon for taking such tender moments from you, leaving you desperate to want your King as a partner, not a diplomat. Rauru gave a curt nod, fingers coming to rest on the small of your back, giving a delicate push to signal it was time to get out of the cold. “You have my word, my love.” You trusted his words, always, and allowed him to escort you back inside. The corners of his mouth twitched upward, closed but cocky as you gave into him his touch - a sense of accomplishment filling him as you straightened yourself up and ditched the previous sadness for a genuine better mood. His lips were soft and sweet as he placed an endearing kiss upon your head, muttering that he loves you as the two of you retreat into the warmth. You could go out tomorrow - weather permitting - but if it rained again, the thought of spending it indoors with him, didn’t sound all that bad.

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Please write more rauru content! Your work is amazing!!!

I’m gonna cry! This makes me so happy! I’M GONNA DO IT! IM GONNA WRITE MORE RAURU

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Rauru Master List

Fics:

A Glimpse Of The Past [multi-chapter, Rauru x Reader x Sonia, incomplete]

Anything [one-shot, Rauru x Reader x Sonia, not safe for work]

A Story To Tell [one-shot, not safe for work]

Commune [one-shot, Rauru x Sonia x Reader, safe for work]

Focus [one-shot, Rauru x Reader x Sonia, safe for work]

Make It Up [one-shot, not safe for work]

Headcanons:

Cuddle Time [safe for work]

Flower Towers [safe for work]

NSFW Alphabet [not safe for work]

[am-i-interrupting]

Would you be willing to write some cuddling/bedtime headcanons with rauru? Saw a painting of him cuddling sonia and just ❤️❤️ the size difference❤️❤️

Rauru Cuddle Time

He will absolutely engulf you when he hugs you.

He is warm and soft and gentle.

He almost pets your skin as he caressed it in an attempt to feel all of you.

He often holds you as close as he can and as tight as he feels he can without breaking you, just to have you close.

When you cuddle with him it’s often times like he’s holding the most precious thing in the world, trying to shield it from all harm.

His cuddles are all encompassing.

Occasionally he does like to be held though.

It’s an experience that often times reminds you of just how big he is because when he’s holding you he does feel big but when you’re holding him you feel small.

He constantly reassured you that no, you’re cuddled are just as amazing as his.

In fact they’re better, even though you can’t cradle his head against you without his feet dangling off the bed or couch.

Sometimes you just hold each other.

Those are some of his favorite positions because then he can easily kiss you all he wants.

[am-i-interrupting]

Make It Up | Rauru/Reader NSFW

Description: 1.8k words | Rauru comes to bed late but he’s determined to make it up to you. | Requested by @deniixlovezelda

Tags: fem!autonomy (no specified gender), size difference, belly bulge, fingering, penetrative sex, breeding kink

Pointed but harmless nails trailed across your skin as you woke. You didn’t get the chance to open your eyes before he pulled you against his chest. You arched your neck as he buried his nose in it. You stretched your legs while he practically claimed you by rubbing his face along your neck.

His breath came out in a warm puff against your skin. “I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.”

“Well you did,” you said as you reached back to grab his hand and pull it around your body.

He pushed up the fabric of your sleep dress and dragged his nails down your stomach. “Let me make it up to you.”

His hand traveled further and further up but did nothing beyond that until you gave him the go ahead. “I’m listening,” you said as you leaned further into his touch so you could nose his cheek.

He chuckled to himself. He moved to grope one of your breasts. He messaged the softer skin for a moment before he tweaked at the nipple. He curled his thumb around the bud before he took it between two fingers and began to roll it between them.

His other hand drew just barely there line down your back before he lifted your hips so he could get it around the front of you. With the briefest time spent away from your chest, he made quick work of your underwear and went back to playing with your other nipple.

He kissed your shoulder softly, sharp teeth barely scraping your skin just mere inches from your pulse.

“Rauru,” you whispered in the silent air.

“Yes, my darling?”

You wrapped your arm around his neck to pull him closer, “More, I need more than just teasing for you to make it up to me.”

“Of course, dear.”

He kissed the back of your neck right before he let his hand wander down to where you truly wanted him. His fingers breached your folds and entered the warmth between.

He gave a small moan that vibrated through his chest. “I love how wet you get for me,” he said. “So good, so perfect.”

His fingers stayed still for a moment before he began circling your vagina. He teased and toyed by pressing against it but never hard enough to enter.

“Rauru,” you said as a beg, a warning, you weren’t exactly sure.

“Do you want it tonight?” he asked.

Your eyes fell closed as they rolled back just at the thought of him filling you. “Please. I want it, please.”

He pressed his fingers inside as he nipped at your ear. It wasn’t hard enough to break skin but it was hard enough to bruise.

“Then you’ll have it,” he said.

His fingers curled inside you as he pulled them in and then out again. He pushed them in with enough force to knock you a bit back, so you could feel the press of his hard length against your thigh.

“Fuck,” you said, dragging out the word due to the stimulus. “Rauru, I need you. I need it.”

He hushed you as he ran his free hand up and down your side. “I know. I just want to make sure you’re ready,” and he punctuated his sentence by adding another finger inside.

You shifted your hips in an attempt to get him to speed up this process. You knew he was right, however. It’d been a while since you two had both the time and the energy to do this. You needed to be prepared no matter how much you also needed him inside.

“Rauru,” you begged.

He only replied by shushing you more.

His fingers did curl against your g-spot. Although, you couldn’t figure out if it was intentionally timed with your beg or not and you didn’t exactly care.

You shifted your hips down on his fingers. He wrapped his free arm around your waist and held you in place. He added a fourth finger.

“Fuck me,” you told him. “Please, Rauru, please just fuck me.” When he didn’t relent his slow explorations, you went for what you knew would be the kill, “Make love to me, please. Fuck me. Spill your seed in me. Fill me up with your babies, Rauru. Breed me. Please, I need it.”

Rauru went still. You could feel him tense and not just his fingers but his cock twitch against you. He slowly exhaled against your hair.

His fingers retracted, leaving you with a whine from you as you felt yourself be empty.

“You want that?” he asked.

“I need it,” you told him. “I need you. I need you to breed me, Rauru.”

You felt him pant behind you. His fingers curled between your folds, barely brushing against your clit causing you to let out a small noise. He pulled you a bit further down the bed. Then he raised one of your legs so it rested over his.

His long, thick length stretched you slowly. It was bordering on painful how big he was inside you. He went as far inside as he could and even then some of him remained outside. He exited at the same slow pace and then entered in again.

He pressed his free hand to your stomach. He petted it. “I’ll breed you, darling,” he said. “I’ll take such good care of you.”

He kept the slowness, allowing you to adjust and get used to the intrusion, for several thrusts. Then he began to pick up the pace until it was fast, sharp, and quick.

You could feel the stretch. You could feel him everywhere. There wasn’t a place left untouched by the feeling of him and it turned you into a mindless, moaning mess.

One hand went to your clit to work it in time with his thrusts while the other continued to pet at your stomach. You could feel him twitch inside you each time he could feel himself when he thrusted into you.

It had taken so long to convince him that you wouldn’t break during sex. You thought it would take even longer to get him comfortable with seeing a bulge form when he thrusted into you. You had been wrong. He actively enjoyed seeing and feel himself fill you so much that you both could see him create a but if anything it made him want to have sex with you more.

He pushed down on the bulge occasionally. He moaned loud and wantonly when he did.

It was that, that sound combined with the stimulation he was giving you which pushed you over the edge. You clenched around him, unable to clench as much as your body wanted you to, leaving you whining and pulling him close as you kicked your legs. Your body was telling you to stop, to get off him because it was too much but you didn’t listen. You wanted it. You wanted too much even if it made your vision turn white for a moment.

Your grip on him loosened as you came down from your high. You sighed and pressed yourself as close to him as you could get as he still thrusted into you.

The rest of the world seemed to be in a haze. It was like it was frayed at the edges, as a blanket would be. Everything seemed to have the comfort of a blanket as well. You and Rauru wrapped in a blanket of blizzful haze was your world at the moment and you wouldn’t change it.

You reached behind you to stroke his ears lazily. “Come on,” you encouraged with a voice barely there. “Fill me up, dear. You can do it. Go ahead, breed me.”

His hands had moved from your clit so he could wrap his arms around you. He kept you in place as he thrusted into you. You could feel him exhale against your hair as you played with his soft, long ears and spoke words of encouragement.

He grunted and with a final thrust and shaking sound between a moan and a sigh, he came inside you. You could feel him fill you to what was nearly a breaking point but to break would be an honor at this point. His hand settled on the bump created by his dick inside you. The warmth flooded you and you could feel the overflow begin to leak out of you.

He stayed there for a moment. He held you tight as he steadied himself. He nuzzled his nose to the top of your head.

“Did I make it up to you?” he asked.

You could only hum as you scratched at the soft under scruff where his ear connected to his head. He turned his head and moved one hand to gently grasp your wrist. He kissed your palm.

The both of you stayed like that for a moment before he slowly began to pull out, eliciting a whine. He shushed you and petted at your skin. Even after he fully exited, he held you close.

“I’m going to get some things to clean us up, alright?” he said and though you hated for him to leave, you gave your affirmation.

He let a hand stay on you for as long as he could before he had to leave the vicinity of the bed. He squeezed your ankle before he left the room. He came back mere seconds later but without him it was cold.

When he returned with a piece of damp cloth, he placed his hand on your thigh as he began to carefully clean. He squeezed and massaged your skin while he worked. He paused when you tensed or made a noise and waited until you told him to continue.

As soon as he was done, he tossed the cloth into a bin of dirty clothes so he wouldn’t have to leave you and crawled in the bed. He turned you around so you could face him and immediately you wrapped your arms around him and entangled your legs together. He wrapped an arm around your middle and engulfed you with warmth.

His hand went to your head. For a moment he simply cradled it and ran his fingers through your hair. Then he gently tugged on it to force you to look at him. He used this position to place a kiss to your lips that was long and sweet.

“I love you, my darling heart,” he said. “Sleep well.”

And cuddled up with him with a contentment like no other swarming in your chest, you did.

[am-i-interrupting]

I’m still learning about the characters for Tears of the kingdom but I’m opening /reader requests for Rauru, Sonia, Purah, Sidon, Revali, & Urbosa.