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Fun for 4	By : PnKnG Category: +S through Z > Wakfu Views: 2929 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Wakfu, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. else there would be way more smut in the show :P

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This fanfic is a cowriting between me and Freerunnercho ( http://cartoon.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296872251 ) so check her profile for more smutty goddess ^_^

“So… You two are proposing what now?” Tristepin asked for what felt like the millionth time, Yugo’s face probably stained red for as long as he’d been blushing. Evangeline rolled her eyes, but an embarrassed blush of her own was equally present on her cheeks. Thankfully, Amalia had no shame in repeating her request.
“That the four of us have a little… fun together.” She said simply, leaning against her bed. “It seems a shame to have two good looking couples such as ourselves and not share and share alike, no?”
“And for the record, this was her idea,” Eva threw in half-heartedly, pointing a thumb in Amalia’s direction before crossing her arms. This time Amalia rolled her eyes.
“But you didn’t disagree,” she threw back before refocusing her attention on the boys. “So what do you say?”
“I don’t know, Amalia,” Yugo tried, walking up behind her and rubbing her shoulders. It had been years since they’d gotten together and sometimes Amalia was still stunned by his innocence. Despite all they’d accomplished in the bedroom.
“I think you’re trying to use your Queen-ly powers to get us all into your bed!” Tristepin huffed, though he didn’t seem too off put by the idea. Just slightly incredulous.
“So what if I am?” She frowned. “I could technically order you all to take part in this, but I’d rather you want to be a part of it! Come on, Yugo, what do you say, hm?” She turned around to face him, snaking an arm around to the nape of his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. “It could be fuuuuuun!” She sang the last word out seductively and Yugo seemed unable to refuse. So he looked over Amalia’s shoulder at the rest of the group and shrugged.
“Wh-what do you guys think?”
Eva and Tristepin shared a look before succumbing, Tristepin stretching his arms over his head in mock indifference, though a blush dotted his cheeks rosily. “If everyone wants to, then okay, sure. But I’ll warn you,” he grinned in a way that was all confidence and cockiness and extremely Tristepin. “I may be too much for both of you girls to handle.” At this, Amalia put her hands on her hips, a devious smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“Actually, Pinpin,” she rolled his name off her tongue in a way that was purely sensual, his demeanor cracking just slightly. “I was hoping this could be a… mutual affair. For everyone.” Tristepin raised an eyebrow.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, share and share alike!” She strode away from Yugo to face her friends directly and clapped her hands together, gazing over the tips of her fingers from one boy to the other. “Including you and Yugo.”
Tristepin stiffened in shock as Yugo nearly fainted in embarrassment. “Amalia!” He pleaded, but his voice was weak with a defeat he already knew would come. Especially when Tristepin glanced at Eva to find her smothering her own embarrassment, not at the idea itself, but how much it very obviously appealed to her. So, despite his discomfort, Tristepin sighed, walking up to Evangeline and placing his hands on her shoulders in seriousness.
“Is this what you want, my Evangeline?” He asked, Eva’s eyes widening briefly before softening with a warmth she’d only ever known in her Iop.
“It could be fun, no?” She offered coyly, placing a hand on the back of his neck and drawing him in, kissing the smirk from his lips.
“Hey now!” Amalia laughed, grabbing Yugo’s hand and tugging him towards the lovebirds by way of interruption. “Don’t start just yet. We need to work out a method.”
Eva pulled away, Tristepin following the kiss as though he could bring it back by will alone, eyes half lidded but focused intently on his lover’s lips. “Method?” She seems less dazed but still flushed all the same, especially when Tristepin being subconsciously caressing her arm even as his attention returned to the Sadida once-Princess, now-Queen.
“Yes, method.” Amalia rolled her eyes, grabbing Tristepin away and standing him equidistant from her and Eva, Yugo walking himself into a similar spot across from him. “Who goes with who first?”
“We’re not going to… start out with each other?” Yugo asked innocently. Amalia shook her head.
“Where’s the fun in that?” She tapped her chin. “I say… we switch.” She glanced at Yugo as though to make sure he was still interested in all this before looping her arm into Tristepin’s, the Iop looking at Eva worriedly. She just shrugged, helpless but amused, and walked over to Yugo, snaking her arm around his waist. “Alright then.” Amalia grinned, turning to face Tristepin directly. “Let’s begin.”
It was awkward at first, each of them leaning in for a kiss that was as unfamiliar and nerve-wracking as it was exciting and taboo. All the while they kept passing unsure glances at each other, wondering I this was going to work while simultaneously wondering if their actual lovers were as into it or just pretending to appease the other. But eventual, as though something had sparked between them, morale and self-consciousness was forgotten, everyone settling into their partners willingly, almost easily, memorizing the differences that made them unique.
For Eva, Yugo was hesitant where Tristepin was eager, gentle where he was rough and demanding, something Eva usually craved. But to be kissed as though she were fragile and delicate and precious was a new experience. It took her breath away.
For Amalia, Tristepin was shameless and fierce where Yugo was gentlemanly and calm, the Iop pulling her into an embrace that was almost painful, worrying her bottom lip between his teeth. It left her dizzy with want.
For Yugo, Evangeline was strong and passionate but not demanding like his Amalia, offering for him to take the reins in silent acceptance rather than dictated allowance. She melted into his arms as he sucked her tongue into his mouth, his hands cradling her back and then lower until, in a motion that seemed natural and progressive, he was lifting her up, Eva wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing him deeper.
For Tristepin, Amalia was simply louder that Eva, voicing her desires and moaning into his kiss as he attacked her mouth. Where Eva was softer, their lovemaking intimate and punctuated with occasional cries of passion, Amalia spoke all her pleasures aloud, her panting, breathy whimpers of sound igniting something in the group as a whole, until even Yugo was moaning into Eva’s neck, Eva hissing as he sucked at the sensitive flesh. And that was all it took.
As if linked by some sort of unspoken agreement, Tristepin swopped Amalia up into his arms and he and Yugo carried the girls to the bed, lowering them gently into the petal-fluffed comforter. The desperation with which each other’s clothes were removed at this point was surprising even to Amalia, Eva actually tore the corner of Yugo’s shirt in an attempt to get it off without removing his hat, something that even now was as sacred and silently agreed to despite their curiosity over the years.
“Sorry,” Eva breathed, but Yugo just shook his head and continued to remove her boots, glancing over at the other couple once he had to find that they were already very much naked and proceeding. Tristepin had settled himself between Amalia’s parted legs, kneeling at the foot of the bed until he was level with her dripping need. Before moving any further, however, he shared a look with Evangeline, the Cra watching him intently and almost eagerly as he licked a line up Amalia’s slit. And when he sucked her clit into his mouth, Amalia and Eva moaned together, Yugo hardening further at the sight, Eva and Tristepin’s connection strong enough that she seemed just as involved. It made Yugo want to be involved too, to somehow make them moan together too, to make everyone come together somehow. So when Eva glanced back at him, eyes half-lidded and hazy, he reached between her legs with one hand and between Tristepin’s with the other, sticking a finger into Eva’s wetness while simultaneously and hesitantly stroking Tristepin’s cock, relishing the sound of the couple gasping in unison.
When the Iop paused, looking over at Yugo, it was in a wanton sort of excitement rather than the disgusted reluctance he’d been concerned about. In fact, Tristepin all but moaned Yugo’s name, rocking his hips into that grip as he greedily lowered his face back into Amalia’s heat, eating her out with renewed vigor. Amalia arched her back and groaned, gripping at the fiery strands of Tristepin’s hair, urging him to continue, so close everyone could feel it. And Eva was close too, Yugo burying a second finger into her warmth and rubbing circled into her clit with his thumb as she gripped the comforter with both hands.
“Fuck, Y-Yugo…” she breathed, body twitching with near-orgasm, her head back and her chest rising and rising and not quite falling. And Amalia was doing the same, holding Tristepin’s head between her thighs as she mumbled incoherencies in a constant whine. It was intoxicating to watch, Yugo’s erection throbbing almost painfully with his own want. A want he couldn’t tend to with hands otherwise preoccupied by Eva. And Tristepin who was just as close, it seemed, Yugo stroking him quicker now, tightening just enough and using the beads of precum sliding down his shaft to add slickness. His dick pulsed in Yugo’s hand, the feeling far more arousing than he would have expected, second only to the sight of watching his friends come almost simultaneously, first Amalia, then Eva, then Tristepin, barely seconds apart. But their cries were together, blending into one sound that echoed around Yugo, so intense that he almost came himself just from the sound of it, the sight of them, the weightlessness of his hands as he let them fall wet and sticky with Tristepin’s seed and Evangeline’s juices.
Yugo blinked, looking at the girls in a sort of daze, Eva and Amalia panting and watching each other dreamily, their faces inches apart, and then not apart at all, their lips brushing hesitantly at first, then deeper, longer, tongues tangling inside each other’s mouths. Practically without his knowledge, Yugo began to lower a hand to his own need, but someone grabbed his wrist, startling him from the scene. It took him a second to figure out that it was Tristepin, and longer still to figure out why he was kneeling before him like that. Then, it didn’t matter, Tristepin’s mouth enveloping his length in wetness and heat and the sort of suction that had his eyes rolling back in his head, his knees almost buckling were it not for the still-sticky fingers he’d tangled in Pinpin’s already mussed hair.
Somewhere in the back of Yugo’s mind, he remembered what was transpiring on the bed barely inches away from him and forced open eyes he hadn’t been aware he’d closed. At one point in the fog created by Pinpin’s tongue pressing against the underside of his cock, Amalia and Eva had pulled their make out session into a seated position, their legs over lapping as they rocked together, panted together, moaned into each other’s mouths together. It was enough of an arousing image to rip him over the edge, Yugo emptying himself down Tristepin’s throat before he could warn him. But Pinpin merely swallowed around him, adding fresh waves of electricity that told Yugo, despite the intensity of his orgasm, that he was still hard. Which Tristepin took full advantage of as he got to his feet, running a hand along his shaft and motioning for Yugo to return to Amalia. Yugo nodded, smiling dizzily, still floating between aroused and satisfied in the aftermath of his release.
Again, as though following an unspoken agreement, the boys climbed onto the bed, Tristepin behind Eva and Yugo behind Amalia, both of them making their presence known by kissing along necks and back and shoulders and jaws until the kissing had shifted back to the lips of their original lovers. Which is when Pinpin pulled Eva away, laying her down and lifting a knee over his shoulder as Yugo led Amalia to her knees and settled himself behind her.
Amidst no more than the sounds of panting and the creaking of Amalia’s bed, the two boys sheathed themselves completely in their lovers.
Within little more than a second or two to adjust, they began moving, Amalia burying her face in the comforter and mumbling, “Yes, yes, yes…” and Yugo’s name over and over, while Eva cried out on every thrust, especially when Tristepin reached between their entangled bodies to massage her clit, Eva coming almost at once and then again, Tristepin’s name on her lips. The sound of her voice and the way her body molded into his was enough to have him jerking once, twice, three more times into her writhing form before his release overtook him, Tristepin burying himself as deeply into her as he could.
It wasn’t long after that Amalia yelled out her climax, tightening around Yugo’s length and pulling him over the edge with her, the couples collapsing into a heap of sweat and warmth and the delicious lethargy of the well sexed. It was long, comfortably drawn out moments before anyone spoke, and when that silence was broken, it was equally as comfortable, any tension that might have spawned from such spontaneous group sex thankfully nonexistent.
“See?” Amalia sighed, cuddling up into Yugo’s arms while simultaneously running a hand soothingly over Eva’s side. “I told you it would be fun.” She grinned, and everyone couldn’t help but do the same.
“Agreed,” Tristepin nodded, kissing Eva’s forehead and then glancing over her shoulder to share a look with Yugo, one that spoke of an opened curiosity they never would have imagined. “Maybe we could do this again sometime.”
“Sounds good to me,” Yugo tightened his embrace around Amalia, the Sadida Queen laughing lovingly.
“Me too,” Eva sighed, blissful, before a devious tone inched its way into her voice. “How about after lunch?”

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