March 2024 Drabble #2 (Patreon)

Link(/Hinox) – watersports –Link is hiding in a cave from a Hinox but has an even bigger problem at the same time...

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Link has been staring at the Hinox for some time, just praying for the rain to stop so that the beast might finally lumber out of the cave and set him free… but so far, nothing is changing.

It’s been going on for a good two hours now and at this point he is starting to doubt that it will change any time soon. His bladder is screaming at him something fierce. He shifts from one foot to the other, putting his sweaty forehead against the boulder he’s hiding against.

He’s got to piss and it doesn’t help that he’s got an erection that’s so hard it hurts. He’s kind of… maybe… perhaps… conditioned himself to enjoying the feeling of pressure on his bladder.

He’s got a ton of time alone in the wild; he just needs to find things to entertain himself. And if it is seeing how long he can hold on to not pissing himself until the rocking motions on the back of a pony just teases him into letting go… well, then that’s between him and the unfortunate pony that got a saddle reeking of piss on its back.

The Hinox has been long enough in the cave that it is filled with the warm stink of its body. It’s not necessarily a foul odor but certainly nothing too pleasant. It has been standing there, occasionally grunting and just staring out at the rain until it seems to come to the same conclusion as Link – that it will be in here for a good while to come – and it starts wandering toward the back where the Hylian is currently hiding.

Link closes his eyes and bites down on his sleeve. He’s got one hand down his pants and is grabbing his painfully hard dick. It feels too swollen and hot in his palm; like it is a wound that needs to be treated.

He moves his palm in an awkward, cramped rhythm, his pants hindering much of the movement as he tries to be quiet and also not piss himself.

The ground shakes slightly as the Hinox comes closer. What he’s doing is so… stupidly dangerous, but at some point Link has gotten addicted to the danger.

He goes cross eyed as a particularly sharp pain lances through his body. His toes curl in his boots. The Hinox is so close, his stench has gotten thicker and it’s making it hard to breathe…

And then Link loses the battle. Just like that he is pissing himself, hot and desperate and without any hope of stopping it any time soon.

Almost at the exact same time, the Hinox lifts its head and starts sniffing the air.

It is smelling him.