Reunion | By : cyberdemon107 Category: +S through Z > Wakfu Views: 6285 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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But royal duties interfered yet again. By Amalia’s door stood a crowd of servants with armfuls of documents. They all poured inside, and the Eliatrope could hear them drone on and on behind the door for hours. The plethora of voices made it sound like an insect hive, only fitting that they were in the presence of a princess. No, the king was away. She was a queen, or rather, a queen bee amid the buzz. The subtle guilt of his actions with the lens, combined with the ugly looks he was getting from the Sadida guards reminded the Eliatrope he was not welcome, at least while she was busy. So he retreated back downstairs.
Amalia sifted through the overwhelming pile of royal decrees in mere hours. She had to eat on the go, regretfully missing a chance to see Yugo, but she figured the sooner she was done, the sooner she could mingle with her beau. But not all went according to plan. As she was finally wrapping up her work, she glanced outside. Pitch black darkness hung just beyond the curtain. The sun must have set a while ago. Finally done with her daily hassle, she got up for a closer look. Yugo had to be asleep by now, he was still a kid. And so, with a sight, Amalia headed for the bath. In one swift motion her white tube top flew off, and then she wiggled her hips out of her leaf-skirt. Her silky dark skin glistened with sweat, and a cool breeze quickly covered her with goose bumps.
Amalia tried to cover herself from the cool air, feeling her chest and stomach, as she proceeded towards the bathroom. Something felt strange. She could have sworn that when she took the lens, she saw Yugo through it, naked. His penis was erect, standing at attention, pushing at the transparent fabric. The image glued into her mind, until she could barely push it out during royal duties. Her hands went to her hips, pulling down her panties. Her fingers felt something damp, and she noted a thin wet blotch in the white material.
Amalia’s hand instinctively went up to her groin, feeling her pubis. The narrow slit felt tingly. The sensation was unique, like an itch she couldn’t scratch. She…
”…need final approval on the flower parade, your highness” announced an aide, walking through the door.
”OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUT!” came a shriek, and a mass of vines put up a wall between him and the Sadida princess. There was sound of protest, then blows landing. Apparently the guards remembered their duties in the last second. Amalia tried to catch her breath. The fingers holding her pubic region suddenly felt wet.
”Am I some kind of pervert?” she whispered quietly.
Regardless, the sudden shock, made her seek privacy. Amalia ran into the bathroom and slammed the door, panting. She looked at her fingers, still moist with the juices of her privates. Cautiously, she brought her hand down, feeling the soft lips of her pussy and the tips of the labia, jutting out. Her fingertip passed across, as a tingling sensation pulsed through her abdomen, through muscles deep in her stomach. She gasped. Her fingers traveled again, pushing harder, back and forth. Her knees grew weak. Amalia climbed into the tub filled with warm water, kneeling, as the surface touched her hanging breasts. Her knees spread and her arm probed again.
She rubbed the whole area again, the prickly feel of peach fuzz amid her soft, tender thighs and strong butt. She felt the bump of her anus, her fingers probed inside. They pushed just a few millimetres before the pain made her chicken out. The middle and ring fingers found the slit of her pussy again, and pushed against it. The soft flesh parted with a “shlick”, her muscles squeezing the fingers together. Amalia gasped. Her other hand grabbed one of her breasts and massaged the warm flesh. Her fingers got moving, rhythmically stroking, sliding inside the tight muscular canal. Her body swayed involuntarily, causing the water to splash around. Droplets landed on her butt, rolling down the curves across her back. Amalia was panting, her fingers stroking feverishly. Her body was quivering; the other hand grabbed the nipple and squeezed hard. So close! Amalia felt a warmth deep inside her. Like when she called upon Wakfu, but different. The muscles of her stomach tightened, like she wanted to pee. She arched her back, splashing water all over the floor. Her fingers forced their way deep inside, before…
”I hope it’s ok that I used the balcony. The guards said the door was off-limits.”
Her breathing quickened. Yugo was right on the other side of the door. She glanced behind, only to see it unlocked! The clothes she threw on the ground must have jammed it, not letting it close all the way. Amalia jumped to her feet, just as Yugo peered in, to see her entire body naked, the brown skin glistening from the bathwater. The heavy breathing made here breasts bounce. A moment of silence passed as the Eliatrope turned a deep shade of red. Amalia took a deep breath, subconsciously preparing to scream.
”I’m so sorry!” yelled the boy, running away.
Amalia followed, water spraying all over the floor from her hair, her breasts bouncing from the movement. In a split second, she was in the bedroom, but the Eliatrope was already on the balcony. A portal opened before him.
”Please forgive me, I did not mean to…” He stuttered, trying hard to look away from the naked Sadida. Water dipped down her gorgeous body and speckled unto the floor as she ran towards him. He crouched down, then jumped, when suddenly, brambles caught him in midair. They wrapped around his arms and legs and dragged him back inside. The Sadida stood over him, water droplets gently sliding across her dark skin. She crouched down over the Eliatrope, straddling him.
”You jerk, look what you made me do!”
”What, Amy?”
”Never mind. I saw you ogling me through the lens. Admit it!”
”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to” A mischievous smile spread across Amalia’s lips.
”Then you are charged with dishonouring the princess!”
”Whyyy?” Yugo looked like he was about to cry.
”Because, how can you not mean to stare at Princess Amalia Sheram Sharm?” the vines around his arms slacked and disappeared into the floor. Amalia took a crouched position over the boy. “Touch them”
”Are… you sure it’s ok?”
”I order you to touch me, Yugo”
Cautiously, his small hands went up to her breasts, as they hung overhead. Amalia let out a purr as his fingers caressed the wet skin, probing it for firmness, squeezing like fresh dough. The expression of sheer amazement on Yugo’s face suddenly changed to mischief, and he grabbed the girl’s tender erect nipples, firm from the cool breeze.
”Don’t you…”
”You are a pervert too, Amalia” grinned Yugo, and gave them a hard tug.
”KIIIIYAAAAA!” went the princess. Her hips lost support and she collapsed on top of the boy, her breasts slipping out of his hands and pressing into his face. Her stomach felt a hard bump, and she looked down, to see an erection beneath his apron. Panting hard, she got up again. A fresh set of brambles grabbed the boy’s arms, pulling them overhead. She reached for his shirt and apron, and pulled them over his shoulders, until they were tangled in his hat. The tip of his penis was sticking out beneath the elastic of his pants.
”You will pay for disrespecting royalty, Yugo.”
”How?”
”Servitude. Anytime you can…” She slipped off the trousers, making the petite cock pop up “…you must be here, in my chamber. That is an order of the princess. And if you ever call me a pervert…” with her fingertips she pulled the foreskin back, exposing the glistening pink head, covered in precum “…you must…”
She didn’t continue. Her attention was quickly stolen by the penis right in front of her. It smelled so unusual. It looked nothing like what she’s seen in her brother’s Pandawan comics. Her head came really close; her lips touched the glans, tasting the sticky, salty fluid on it. She licked it, then took it inside her mouth, gently stroking with one hand. Yugo’s face reflected the extasy, as he stared at her in amazement. Amalia had no idea what she was doing; she just followed what she’s seen in her brother’s dirty comics. Her head bobbed up and down, brushing her breasts on the boy’s legs. She briefly pulled him out, stroking it with one hand, teasing the tip with her thumb.
”Admit it and I will continue”
”Yes, YES! I saw you naked through the lens.”
”How do you think I looked?” probed Amalia, using both her hands to massage the boy’s penis.
”Sssso beautiful!”
The vines around his legs disappeared, and with one hand Amalia tugged his trousers off, leaving just the blue shoes. She wrapped the boy’s slim thighs around her face and took him inside her mouth yet again. It throbbed against her lips, as her tongue brushed over it, feeling every groove, every blood vessel, every fold of skin. Amalia moaned through her nose, caressing the boy’s butt as her head bobbed up and down. Their eyes locked together, their breathing getting faster. A flash of blue light erupted, and chunks of seared vine flew in all directions. He grabbed Amalia by the hair and pushed down hard.
”I’m sorry, I can’t…”
It pulsed rapidly. Before Amalia could object, cum pumped into her mouth in volumes. She tried to pull away, but he hung on tight. She braced herself and tried to swallow, it overflowed in her mouth, filling her cheeks, pushing a stream into the back of her throat, and making her gag. The boy breathed slower, and gradually released his grip. Amalia pulled loose, coughing. Some of it dripped out of her nose, down her chin.
”Meanie!” She slapped him, aiming for his butt, but accidentally hitting his still erect penis. He let out a gasp and one more thick jet splattered on her face and in her hair. She sat there, crouched, unsure how to respond, before finally breaking into laughter. The giggles rang loud in the large bedroom, as the two young lovers rolled on the ground, clutching their sides.
But a third voice came. A sigh of disapproval. Amalia looked up and met the stern gaze of king Sheram Sharm.
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