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Joystick	By : Torukia Category: +1 through F > Captain N: Game Master Views: 3323 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I’m surprised there isn’t a single Captain N: Game Master fic on this site. Hopefully I’m not the only one who wondered what happened to the Princess and the Game Master when all was said and done.

Joystick!
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Videoland is a great place for excitement and adventure. But for a guy encroaching on his eighteenth birthday, there were a couple of thing that it was sorely missing.
Kevin Keene had been appointed Game Master of Videoland almost two years ago, and for the most part, he wouldn’t trade it for the world. Long gone was the years of being a nobody in school, spending more time in front of his TV than hanging out with friends. He was a master of his element here, with friends and comrades.
But for all Videoland had to offer, he was still a teenager. A teenager with a veritable cauldron of hormones; all of them pushing for release. Kevin fully admitted to himself that he had, back in his old life, he’d had hoped to have scored by now. Not, as he now admitted to himself, he’d have much of a chance. A sophomore on the Junior Varsity swim team, he was very much on the low end of the totem poll. None of the girls he’d like back at Northridge had ever given him a second glance- even when he’d help them with their homework. But here, here he was someone. Even when some of his classmates had warped here during their jaunt in CaliforniaLand, the girls who had snubbed him before had suddenly looked at him in a whole new life.
But his real problem wasn’t the lack of girls here in Videoland, it was one particular one. Princess Lana was not only one of the nicest looking girls he’d ever seen, but she had shown interest. But save from a few kisses here and there, they really hadn’t gotten anywhere.
And how do broach the idea of hanky-panky with the ruler of an entire dimension? At one point, Kevin had even worried that there wasn’t anything like sex here- there were quite a few things that were really different that his world. But after flipping through the television channels late one night, his fears were alleviated. Although some of the things he saw he sure were physically impossible for a human.
Still, as he sat alone in his bedroom in the palace, trying to deal with a raging hard on, Kevin wondered if he’d ever get that chance. Life was still hectic, fighting Mother Brain and the other various villains, and there was always the chance that Kevin would be sent home as soon as battle finished. So he was left with his right hand and his imagination filling in the details covered by her rather skimpy outfit. As he beat faster, the fantasy became more intense, and he could practically feel her breasts against her chest, and her own hands on his member, stroking and pumping, and her voice mewling his name. He was so lost in it that he didn’t notice his own soft calling of her name.
Princess Lana couldn’t sleep. She wasn’t sure if anyone else was awake, so she wandered the halls of the palaces endlessly. She was frustrated; with trying to find her father, with dealing with Mother Brain, and increasingly with emotions she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her mother had died a long time ago, and with her father missing she didn’t have his guidance. She found some help with her friend Princess Zelda.
Zelda had listened intently as Lana tried to explain the torrent of emotion that she’d been dealing with. Only as she began talking about it, she realized much of her frustrations happened around Kevin, just being around the Game Master put her on edge. There was just something about him that turned a switch in her and it was driving her nuts.
Zelda had laughed, and began explaining to the surprised Lana that she was probably just wanted to take her relationship farther with Kevin. Lana was surprised when Zelda had confided to her that she and Link had begun sleeping together. Surprised, and now that she realized, a bit jealous. But how do you broach the idea when Mother Brain was attacking almost every day? Twice she’d tried to push that boundary when either the alarm had gone off or even worse, Simon and Kid class=SpellE>Icarus had walked in.
She stopped at Kevin’s door, about to knock, when she heard him say something she couldn’t quite hear. Was he talking to someone? The light was on, so cautiously she pushed the door open to peak inside.
Almost immediately she stood in shock as she watched the scene in front of her. A part of her wanted her wanted to close the door, run back her own room, and pretend it never happened. But a larger part of her rooted her there, curious and becoming turned on as she watched Kevin’s partially nude body rock under his own ministrations. She marveled at how he’d changed since he first came through the ultimate warp zone. He was even more handsome now; taller and stronger than he’d been two years ago. He was a hunk, and even Simon Belmont could see it.
But she found herself drawn to his hand strokes, not noticing her own hips keeping time against the door frame. It was intoxicating, filling her with an ache in her core that swallowed any rational though she might have had about being seen. A moan escaped his lips forced her to bite her lip so as not to echo it.
“Oh…Lana…”
That wasn’t what she was expecting, and it cut through the fog in her brain. Slowly, she walked into the low lit room, closing and locking the door behind her. The pink nightgown dropped to the floor, and she slipped slowly onto the bed, softly enough that Kevin didn’t even feel the movement.
Then, as if under a spell, she lowered her lips on the musty, thick organ. Kevin, drugged on his own hormones, thought that he was still dreaming. He just moaned in pleasure, giving her control as he ran his hands through her hair. Lana licked her tongue over the semi-salty flesh, her hands marveling at the softness and thrum of the blood pulsing though it. It was larger than she expected, able to wrap both her hands around it.
Every swallow she made her own ache grow exponentially. When he cried out, she grabbed the wash cloth he’d had ready and wiped the away cum that covered them both.
A little voice in Kevin head cut through the climax induced glow as it realized that he was not alone. He opened his eyes to be greeted by a very desperate, starving princess, looking at him as if he was the last piece of food.
“L-class=SpellE>lana?” Anything else was cut off as she smashed her lips against his, biting his lower lip and dueling with their tongues. Her hips ground against his, and his half-erect dick swiftly matching its former glory as the wet silk of panties rubbed against it.
Now fully awake, Kevin didn’t question his luck and began fumbling at the fasteners of her chemise. Growing frustrated, he ripped the last of it off and flipped her over, pinning her under him. Lust and desire driving him, his hands cupped her face as he kissed her with all the passion he’d ever known for her. His hands traveled lower, cupping and kneading her breasts as their hips rocked against each other.
Deftly, his right hand traced a line from her breast to her hip, hooking a finger against the band of her panties pulling the offending material away from his final prize. His fingers then explored her slit. Thumbing the small nub above her lips, his index slipped in to massage the tight, wet walls.
Lana moaned into his mouth, and his middle finger joined his first. Carefully he position himself at her entrance, but he was still rational enough to remember girls hurt the first time, causing him to hesitate. She was desperate, though, and her legs hooked over his ass and drove him into her.
There was pain, yes, but it wasn’t that bad. It wasn’t a laser blast to the shoulder, or punch to the chest. And it was quickly being replaced as Kevin slid out a little before driving in to the hilt. She was tight; it took an effort not to just pound away.
They found their rhythm slowly, but it didn’t last long. Need and desire filled in what the rational mind didn’t know, and both sets of hands were everywhere, touching, kneading and twisting.
Lana came first, her body shuddering as she called his name. In two more thrusts Kevin joined her, setting her off yet again. Kissing her again, he pulled out, using the last of his strength to keep from collapsing on top of her. They lay there, drifting off to sleep in a tangle of hot, sweaty limbs.

It was early the next morning when Kevin awoke to movement on his chest. His first sight was greeted with a crown of dark brown hair as Lana cuddled closer.
So it wasn’t a dream- he had scored with the Princess of Videoland.
Hooboy.
Lana blinked hazily up him as a small smile played upon her lips.
“Hey, you.” He said before kissing her smile.
Lana let a sigh of relief out, blowing hot air across his chest.
“What?”
“Well, for a moment there you looked kinda shocked there.” She looked away. “I thought for moment you might have regretted what…we did…”
“Never, Princess-”
“After last night, you better call me ‘Lana’, Kevin.”
“-Lana…I was just glad it wasn’t a dream. Because if it is, I don’t want wake up.”
She grinned, and straddled him. “Well, I’ll wake you up…”
Kevin matched her grin. “Yes, ma’am!”
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