Tristepin and Evangelyne | By : Katiesroom Category: +S through Z > Wakfu Views: 2194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“This is nice!” Amalia said for the umpteenth time, the unending enthusiasm making Evangelyne simultaneously roll her eyes and smile affectionately at the girl. So easily pleased, be it by adventure or by an outdoor bath in a naturally heated lake. It made Eva happy to see the princess so content, enjoying herself so fully in a way that Evangelyne seemed not to know how to do. “Come on, Eva,” Amalia frowned, splashing the girl playfully with the clear, warm liquid. “Isn’t this nice?”
“Very,” Evangelyne agreed. And it was nice. Soothing. She sunk into the waters a little deeper, letting the warmth work out the stiffness in her always too tense muscles, settling down until the water tickled her nose, naked body almost completely submerged. It was very nice indeed. “I could get used to this, actually,” she sighed, closing her eyes and stretching out bare limbs beneath the water. Suddenly, the stillness of the lake was broken by a splash. “I’ll leave you to it, then,” Amalia got out of the water, twisting the dampness out of her green hair. Evangelyne sat up with a start, ripples erupting from around her shoulders. “Where are you going?” “It’s getting too hot,” She sighed, slipping gracefully back into her clothes. “But you look nice and comfortable, so,” she winked. “Just relax.” Fully dressed, and with a smirk that left nothing untold, she turned to walk away. “You could stand to relax a little more now and again, no?” “Ami!” Evangelyne called after her, but she was already disappearing back into the forest. For a moment, she stood there, sinking just a little lower back into the water, not really sure how comfortable it would be alone, but after some thought, she decided Amalia was right. She did need to relax a little more. And what better place to do it than in such a beautiful, soothing environment as this. With a little effort, she took a breath and exhaled, remembering that feeling of her muscles loosening in the heat, the knots in her shoulders gradually easing themselves into nonexistence. Gingerly, she lowered herself completely into the water, short blond hair drifting around her face on the subtle current. --- Tristepin whistled as he made his way through the forest, carrying his shirt over his shoulder to use as a towel after his bath. He’d seen a lake on their way in, not too far from where they’d chosen to make camp, he just had to find it again. It wasn’t long before he’d retraced his steps, the body of water peeking at him from between the trees, swirls of steam along its surface promising a warmth that left him eager. Not two inches away from the closest tree and something… or rather someone broke through that once still, steam laced surface. His heart shot up into his throat, his shirt falling to the floor forgotten as he scrambled out of her line of sight and began calculating the best way to get back to camp without being spotted. Halfway through what could have been a brilliantly executed plan, however, his brain managed to catch up, alerting itself to who exactly it was bathing right now no more than five feet away. Before he could convince himself not to, he found his body leaning cautiously around the tree to grant him another look. No! He closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, as though it could force out the thought of such churlishness. Stop that! He thought as loudly as he could, looking up at the sky as he let the blush ease from his cheeks. You’re a Knight! And Evangelyne deserves better than to be spied on. He nodded to himself, all the more proud of his decision as he reached down for his shirt without breaking eye contact with the clouds. Of course, that made it a little more difficult to grab, which made his balance go slightly askew, which made him involuntarily right himself to keep from falling, which made him fall anyway, the other way, harder. And louder. Right beside the tree. “Tristepin!” Evangelyne gasped, crossing her arms over her chest, her eyes going wide. He re-scrambled to his feet, blush born anew across his face, eyes desperately attempting not to look at her. When he realized how hard that was, he turned around. “I’m so sorry, Eva, I-” He cleared his throat. “I didn’t realize you were… out here.” His grip on his shirt tightened. --- No, she wanted to say at first. Clearly you weren’t spying on my at all! But her embarrassment and anger gave way almost at once to a slew of even more embarrassing, but equally tempting ideas. “I’ll just… leave you to your-” Tristepin tried to walk away, but the bizarre way he was keeping his eyes glued to the skies for some reason made him stumble. “-your bath…” He finished, scratching nervously at the back of his head. She couldn’t help but smile; it was adorable really. Once an Iop brain, always an Iop brain. But now it was different. Now he was her Iop brain. And she wanted him. “Pinpin,” She offered softly, seeing his spine go rigid, surely expecting a scolding and in no way expecting this. She took a breath, feeling as though all the heat from the lake was suddenly accumulating in her face. He didn’t turn around, of course, which was a shame. She’d have given anything to see the look on his face when she continued with, “Would you like to join me?” She could practically feel his shock, his confusion, his whole body wracked with indecisive spasms, head itching to turn around, and even attempting to at one point, only to snap back to full skyward attention. “I… I don’t…” He mumbled, a short, frustrated whimper escaping on each word. “A k-knight would never impose on a lady in the bath like this, I…” She could hear him struggling, swallowing down the words he wanted to say and finding nothing of value to replace them with. She rolled her eyes, walking up to the edge of the lake so that most of her was covered. “Just turn around, Tristepin,” She sighed, but it was with no little amount of amusement. Slowly, nervously he did so, visibly relaxing some once he saw the soft, coy smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She tucked a few dripping blond strands behind her ear as she tried again, not quite looking at him either. “You can join me if you want.” She glanced back at him, the expression on his face like that of a child asking, Can I? Trying not to laugh out loud she pushed herself away from the edge of the lake and beckoned him in. “I want you to…” She added, the words a bit shaky, but confident enough that he nodded and began to walk forward, as though her backwards drifting were luring him in. “Okay, then,” Tristepin smiled goofily before clearing his throat and trying again, this time with a touch more seriousness. “I mean… Are you sure? I don’t want to-” Evangelyne cut him off with a splash in his direction, not far enough to make contact but enough to shut him up. “Just get in,” she laughed, watching almost in awe as he worked himself out of his pants and settled into the heated lake waters, wading up to her with a certain degree of caution. He’d changed so much, she found herself thinking, his body toned and tan, the dark mark tattooing the left side of his face and hair. But then he grinned at her, reaching out to touch tentatively at her arm, and she realized he hadn’t changed at all. Before she could convince herself otherwise, she covered the distance between them and placed a hand against her cheek, thumb brushing the blackened skin as she led his face towards hers. This was her chance. --- Trying not to think too hard for fear of ruining what promised to be a perfect moment, Tristepin let her inch him into a kiss, feeling a rush of adrenaline unlike anything he’d ever experienced. It rushed through him like an electric shock, sent his heart jumping into his throat before spiraling back into his chest to continue a frantic rhythm against his rib cage. Only she did this to him. Only Evangelyne. His Eva. “My Cra,” He whispered the words against her lips, barely even realizing that they’d left him. Abruptly she pulled away, eyes wide and stunned, her lips parted in confusion for a moment before stretching into a touched and gentle smile, her eyes shimmering with something that made his heart beat even quicker, and quicker still when she chose the moment that followed to sink into him completely, kissing him fully, tongue delving into his mouth, tangling with his own. It grew messy and passionate, full of teeth and tongue and lips brushing cheeks and jaws and necks, hands traveling and fingers wanting to touch everything, everywhere, right at that moment. And when she pulled away for breath, whispering, “My Iop,” against his lips, he couldn’t have been happier, sighing into the next kiss and moaning into the next after that, his whole body hot enough that the lake no longer seemed so. A worry prodded at the back of his mind, suddenly, this heat rushing through him something that he had no control over… and something he couldn’t be sure Evangelyne wanted. So, despite every nerve in his body screaming for him to continue, he pulled away, holding Eva at arm’s length. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” He rambled out before he could stop himself. She raised an eyebrow at him and he resisted the urge to break eye contact, hoping desperately that he hadn’t read her wrong. Then she started laughing. Really laughing. So much so that she had to cover her mouth to calm herself. He let his arms drop, surely and definitely humiliated, but she grabbed his hands back at once before his mind could wonder further away from the moment before them, from what, by the look in her eyes, they both seemed eager for. “I’ll keep that in mind,” Evangelyne smirked, snaking her arms around to the back of his neck and pulling him down to bite playfully at his bottom lip, a shiver running down his spine and translating into another jolt of pure heat right in his core. Still cautious, ever the gentlemen, Tristepin worked a hand down her arm to her waist and slowly back up to her chest, cupping a pert breast when she didn’t push that hand away. She arched into the touch, his brain translating that as the final go ahead to go where he wanted. So he did, following that up by lowering both arms into the water to lift her up, Eva wrapping her legs around his waist, her naked chest breaking through the water for no more than a second before he dipped his head down to suck a hardened pink nipple between his lips. She hissed at the contact, rocking her hips against him out of instinct, the sensation rushing through him in a way that would have broken him if he wasn’t holding the woman he loved in his arms. But wow, if he didn’t want her to keep doing it, to do more. So he flicked at the other nipple with his tongue, keeping their bodies close, and when she reached a hand down into the water, wrapping delicate but deceptively strong fingers around his arousal, he almost cried with happiness. “I want you,” she whispered, the friction of her hand moving through the water just enough to make his head spin. He blinked. “You do?” With a seductive bite of her lip, Eva spread her legs further and leaned back, positioning his length at her entrance and slowly, so slowly, lowering herself onto him. “Always.” Things didn’t exist for a moment, his eyes rolling back in his head, his muscles straining to keep her up and feel every ounce of this blissful, impossible, incredible sensation, a tightness and heat that was mind numbing. “Nngh… Pinpin,” She moaned as she began to move, carefully at first, barely pulling back before rolling her hips into his. Then, Tristepin tightened his grip on her waist, matching her movements with his own rhythms until he couldn’t take it anymore, the slow and steady making him itch with an untapped desire, making him buck up just a little bit harder, move just a little bit faster. Until she was panting, whimpering, whole body trembling around him, the water around them splashing onto too hot limbs and across the shore of the lake with their now frantic movements. "Oh, Gods, Eva!” Tristepin hissed, so close, so close, but he had to wait for her, he had to. She deserved this feeling encroaching on his nerves, threatening to derail him and remake him and she deserved it and so much more. So he threw his head back and bit his tongue, holding himself in with the sort of control only a Guardian of the Shushu could master. But the moment she cried out his name, grasping onto him as though he was the only thing in the world keeping her up, he simply couldn’t hold back anymore, burying himself as far into her as he could, a flash of white seeming to envelope him from the tip of his scalp to his toes. Brilliant, indefinable ecstasy. And the moment it was over, his knees buckled, the both of them collapsing into the water with a splash. Eva broke back through first, coughing and laughing at the same time, Tristepin following her up, shaking out orange hair now darkened and stuck to his face. 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