Yugo's defeat, Moffette's victory. | By : Osidious Category: +S through Z > Wakfu Views: 3245 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Yugo's body was tired and beaten, his shorts straining to keep around his hips after the battle he's been through. The portal tossed him close to the shore of the island where war waged between the shushus and the fleet of ships, the calmness in the air making him relish the softness of the sand, the young Grougal rolling onto the sand as well, still in a daze from the time trapped in Qilby's lab.
“We did it, Grougal... we're finally home.” Yugo laughed weakly, looking up to the sky with his bright, round eyes, a bit of sadness in them remembering the battle he'd just fought.
“Well well, if it isn't the kid...” Yugo propped himself up on his elbows to look at who was approaching, yelping when he felt a sharp pressure bear down on his crotch as the woman known as Moffette pressed the tip of her boot against it. “Funny meeting you on my sweep. Figured I would've met a shushu or two to top off this glorious battle, but instead I ran into a brat...” Her mouth grew wide in a mischievous grin, her eyes scanning across Yugo's body, her toe still keeping pressure on his manhood.
“N-nn...” Yugo's legs tried to kick at the sand to get away from her, merely digging a pair of trenches as his tired body could barely muster the strength to lift his arms. “We're not your enemy though... can't you see? The battle's over.” Yugo gave a groan of relief when the busty Moffette took her boot off his sensitive area, panting lightly as he looked off to the side. His heart raced from the thought of getting beaten up, or worse, by that woman with the crazy look in her eyes.
“... heh...” Moffette looked down to find a tent had risen in Yugo's shorts, the grin growing even wider as she got down to her knees on the soft sand. Her own heart was still racing from her battle-lust, the sight of the half-naked, worn-out boy touching on primal urges and guiding her hands. “Looks like one little soldier's still up at attention.”
Yugo drew in a sharp breath, gasping as his eyes went wide as saucers. He looked down, watching the woman's eyes focus on that swell on the front of his shorts, pushing the modest length down with her palm and stroking it back and forth. “What a... are you...” His toes curled, his head shooting back as she squeezed her fingers around the head of his hard shaft, her other hand pushing down on his chest to pin him against the sand.
“I'm taking advantage... you could stand to fight back a little more.” She laughed, her fingers hooking under the waistline of his shorts and roughly tugging them down his hips. He gave out little, tired grunts as he tried to spread his legs to keep her from pulling his shorts down, only leaving them splayed out on the sand like he were offering his nude, hairless body to her when they were stripped away. “You seem sooo tired, yet this is so full of energy, isn't it?”
Yugo's voice was nothing but gulps for air, shivers running up his spine as he felt the overpowering woman slide her soft fingers along his cock. Her digits curled around his balls, tugging on the smooth orbs as the other hand went in circles around his chest, lightly flicking over his hardening nipples. “A... hua... the others will... see...” Yugo looked over to Grougal, his face a bright red as he was almost relieved at how deeply the dragon was sleeping.
“We better hurry up then, hm? Only soldiers I like to see standing on the battlefield are my own.” She licked her full lips, bringing up the hand that toyed with his young prick and spitting onto her hand. She glared down at his firm cock and made a fist with her hand, teasing the head of his young length with the spit-dripping opening before sliding him into her tight grip with a slight, slick noise.
“Nn... nnah!” Yugo's fingers tried to dig into the sand for support, his hips lifting as her slick hand began to pump up and down, peeling the sensitive skin to and fro over the head of his cock. The tip could barely poke out from between her lithe fingers, the furious look in her eyes making him glance away as his pre-cum began to join the warm spit, making the sucking noises louder and louder.
“Surprised you're lasting so long. A brat like you should last five seconds.” Her hand kept slamming down, the sound of his swelling balls smacking against her bouncing hand like music to her ears. “Can't go back to the ships with my outfit so noticeably ruined, though.” She lifted her sticky hand away from Yugo's cock, her tongue sneaking out from between her lips to lap at that sticky mixture on her hand.
Without words Moffette opened the front of her uniform just enough so the young eliatrope could see the deep cleavage through a modest opening. She got down onto her hands and knees, her wide hips lifting into the air and swaying from side to side like a cat about to pounce. “... ah!” Yugo let out a tired gasp, his mind hazy from the new sensations, his legs twitching slightly underneath the busty woman's body that seemed to pin him so easily.
“Uhn... hn!” The woman's breasts made a loud slap as they slammed down onto Yugo's crotch, the woman's outfit hugging her large, milky tits together around his sticky cock as it was forced between the soft mounds. Moffette rolled her body back and forth, her fierce eyes looking down at Yugo's blushing face, only urging her to slide her soft tits back and forth even faster.
“Why don't you cum like a good little brat?” Her tits grew sticky from the pre-cum that was milked from his length, the space between her breasts tugging on the girth of his cock like a pair of chubby lips. Her hard nipples pressed firmly to Yugo's hips every time she slammed them down, his hips instinctively rising and slamming against her in unison, the corner of his mouth drooling a bit as the busty woman trapped him so completely.
At last he answered her call, several tight jets of cum releasing from the crown of his cock as he was buried inside her tits, his member flexing powerfully as her cleavage began to overflow with that milky seed. “... hmhm... that's a good boy.” Moffette lifted her large, heavy tits from Yugo's crotch, a subtle print of pink on his hips and belly where she slammed against him so powerfully. As she stood up she stuck a finger into the hole of her top, pulling out a cum-coated finger which she curled her tongue around.
“It's... over...?” After Yugo's head had finally awoken from its daze, he propped himself back up on his elbows, looking around for the woman with the crazy eyes. She was nowhere to be seen, and he almost thought it was a dream. That thought quickly passed when he had to pull his shorts up to hide his sticky length, just in time to avoid being seen by a slowly waking Grougal.
“... ah... m-my brother's nearby...” His senses had returned, the brief encounter with the wild woman coming to an end as he pulled himself together, creating another portal and joining with his friends on the beach.
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