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What Makes a Hero	By : mirandaships Category: +S through Z > Wakfu Views: 2209 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-What Makes a Hero
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We’ll come back to help, I promise. Won’t we Eva?
Yugo’s words echoed inside Evangelyne’s mind as she trawled through the sweltering desert with her companions trailing just behind her, the feeling of guilt plaguing her as they headed farther from Alia’s village.
“Alia’s very pretty, but she’s kind of bird-brained, if you ask me. As for me, a boor such as Bordegann wouldn’t be enough to keep me around. I would’ve run off long ago to see if the grass was greener elsewhere” Amalia yapped to nobody in particular.
“What were they thinking, burrowing in such a godforsaken place? Even their kids have gone nuts” Ruel added.
“Well, I do understand her” Pinpin interjected. “Love can sometimes turn you completely Iop. Right, Eva?”
“No, I can’t” the Cra said abruptly as she stopped dead in her tracks, taking everyone slightly aback.
“What? You can’t walk? Do you want me to carry you?” Pinpin offered.
“No, I can’t… I don’t want to leave them like that. We’ve got to go back” Evangelyne announced, her fists clenched as her eyes filled with liquid.
“What is she talking about?” Pinpin murmured to Ruel.
“Go back? But why? Did you forget something?” Amalia inquired. Yugo said nothing but slowly walked up to Evangelyne and took her hand into his own, making the Cra look down to the boy.
“Thank you, Eva” said Yugo warmly as Evangelyne choked back her tears and returned a smile, clutching the young hero close to her body.
“Can someone explain to me what’s going on?” Ruel interjected as the two stood in their embrace for a minute before turning around and announcing triumphantly that they were all going to help Alia free her man from the cursed fountain.
“I thought you said we couldn’t afford the time to help every stranger in need, Eva” Amalia pointed out but Evangelyne just shook her head with a tut.
“We have to help people, Ami, it’s how you recognise heroes”.
…
Under the star-filled desert sky Evangelyne wearily entered her quarters back at Alia’s village after another unsuccessful day trying to lure Bordegann away from the fountain. Tossing her bodysuit aside she slipped into her night gown and sat onto her bed, a heavy sigh of exhaustion escaping her as her body hit the mattress. Resting upon her bedside table was a platter with rolls of bread resting on it which the Cra realised was meant for everyone, a realisation which was not welcome as she heaved herself up once more after eating a roll and picked up the platter to take to her friends.
Grateful to her for this hospitality Evangelyne set off to Alia’s house first, entering the unlocked front door and making her way to the bedroom whose door sat slightly ajar letting her know her host was there as the candle light seeped out.
“Hey Alia I brought you-” Evangelyne cheerily began after a brisk knock on the door before she stopped mid-sentence, her mouth hanging agape. Lying atop her bed was Alia, her hand down her leggings pulsating gently with her top strewn open to reveal small breasts rising from her sleek body like silver sand dunes in the pale moonlight, her eyes closed in satisfaction.
“Eep!” Alia yelped as she hastily withdrew her hand and pulled her shirt across her bare chest, with Evangelyne briskly turning away as her face reddened with embarrassment. “Eva it’s not what it looks like! I was just-”
“I’m sorry I should’ve checked if you– I entered too quickly – I brought you some food!” Evangelyne hurriedly stammered as she set a roll of bread on a nearby surface and quickly shirked away from the room.
“T-thank you!” Alia meekly called out after her as the Cra closed the door and set out across towards the next house, her heart pounding as the image of Alia was burned into her memory. How smooth of her that was, to burst in unannounced to her host’s home and waltz into her bedroom with little more than a courtesy knock; she was not going to make the same mistake twice.
“YUGO?” Evangelyne called out as she walked through the door to Yugo’s house.
“Yeah Eva, what’s up?” the familiar voice replied from another room.
“Is it okay for me to come in?” she asked as she walked towards the room his voice came from.
“Of course, why wouldn’t it be?” Yugo replied, prompting her to slowly open the door to where the Eliatrope was lazing around on his bed.
“I brought you food” the Cra said with a wry smile, holding out the platter and gesturing for Yugo to take a roll.
“Hey thanks!” Yugo beamed as he gratefully took some bread. “Eva, are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!”
“Uh- yeah I’m fine, don’t worry” Evangelyne meekly reassured her friend before heading out towards the next house. She had not seen a ghost, but what she had seen felt like a comparable experience as she mulled over how she would navigate the awkwardness with Alia tomorrow while bouncing between houses handing food to her friends.
The following morning the team had met up once more to discuss how to get past Bordegann and investigate the fountain, the six heads intently leaning over a table decorated with half-empty glasses and plates.
“…and when he leaves for our ‘wedding’, that’s when you all go in” Alia finished.
“Are you sure he’ll listen to you? He seems pretty intent on that fountain” questioned Amalia, with some heads nodding in agreement.
“I can’t guarantee he’ll listen but when we talk at the water’s edge I can tell my Bordegann is still beneath the surface, I think I can get through to him at least long enough to distract him for you guys” she replied.
“It’s settled then”, Ruel announced, “we’ll head out when the sun isn’t so strong. As for me, I’m going to go count my Kamas”. With the meeting adjourned everyone got up from their seats to leave but as Evangelyne motioned to get up Alia held her hand out gesturing for her to stay, prompting the Cra to sit back into her chair.
“Hey Eva, I just wanted to talk about last night” said the seamstress shyly, making Evangelyne blush a little.
“I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have just barged in there like that” she apologised as she looked down to her empty cup, avoiding eye contact.
“No it’s fine; that’s not really what I wanted to talk to you about. I know this is the second time asking but… I need your help” Alia continued, making Evangelyne look back at her.
“My help? With what?” she queried.
“Well the reason I was… doing that, is because when I get my Bordegann back we are going to get married and when you get married you know what happens on the wedding night – I have no experience with that kind of thing, and so I’ve been… practicing the last few days” she explained as Evangelyne shuffled somewhat uncomfortably in her chair.
“Alia you don’t need to explain to me, it’s perfectly natural” Evangelyne said in an almost motherly tone with a sincere smile.
“It’s not that, it’s just that I can’t really recreate what it’s like to have another person there by myself… which is why I want your help. I want to practice but I can’t be with another man because I love Bordegann, but it’d be different with a girl” Alia nervously finished.
“Oh, uh…” Evangelyne began in surprise, her reaction making the seamstress coil up slightly in embarrassment . “I can’t really help you, I’m with Pinpin you see.”
“But it’s not really the same, is it? There aren’t any special feelings between us and you’re not being with another man, it’s just us two” Alia rebutted. “If you don’t want to do it I completely understand, I know what I’m asking of you, but I can’t really ask any of the other villagers, and you’ve kind of already seen me exposed.”
“I’ll… I’ll see later on tonight” Evangelyne announced before getting up from her chair, waving bye to Alia who waved back. Truthfully the petite woman had left quite an impression on Evangelyne who replayed the brief scene in her bedroom through her mind, the seamstress’s seemingly improvised patchwork clothes hiding a beautiful, lustrous figure, but what she was asking was quite an incredible request. Although she figured that in reality Pinpin probably would not care it was still the case that they were together and she hadn’t imagined the possibility of getting intimate with anybody else quite so soon, let alone a girl on their travels. Trying to push the issue out of her mind for now Evangelyne decided it would be best to rest up before their second try at Bordegann later and so returned to her room, hoping that a mid-morning snooze would help bring her some clarity when she woke up.
…
The mood was somewhat dreary as the six returned from the second unsuccessful day at the fountain, trudging their way back through the shifting sands towards the village. As the team walked on Evangelyne slowed down to meet with Alia at the back of the pack, motioning for them to slow down as the rest carried on.
“I thought about what you said” Eva whispered when she was sure the others were out of earshot, “and I’ll help you.”
“Really? Thank you!” Alia gushed as she hugged the Cra warmly. “If you change your mind at any point that’s totally okay, just let me know!”
“Don’t worry about it, come let’s catch up with the others” Evangelyne replied with a tap on Alia’s shoulders. The two girls caught up just as they had reached the village and after saying their goodbyes everyone went their separate ways except for Evangelyne who, having set off in her usual direction so nobody asked any questions, met back up with her partner for the night.
“Hiya Eva, come in” Alia greeted her at the door through which Evangelyne quickly walked through. “Can I get you anything? Maybe you’d like some wine?”
“I’m fine, thank you” Evangelyne answered as she set her bow leaning against the wall. Alia had already changed from her normal patchwork outfit into a more flattering night gown which delicately hugged her petite frame that Evangelyne admired from the back as the seamstress motioned for her to enter deeper into the house. No sooner than Evangelyne had shut the door behind her she turned to face Alia who was already disrobing, her top daintily hanging over her breasts as the straps fell beside her arms.
“Wait, wait!” Evangelyne burst out, making Alia clutch the top to her body.
“Huh? Is something wrong?” Alia questioned.
“Oh Alia, you don’t just start like that” Evangelyne sighed. “This is your wedding night, not some guy you’ve just met at a bar! Come, pull your top back up and lay on the bed.”
“Oops, I’m sorry!” she replied in a shy manner as she walked over to the bed and gently eased herself onto it. It was at this point Evangelyne realised that Alia must not have had any experience whatsoever with this sort of thing, and she felt a little nervous herself as she climbed onto the mattress about being the one to initiate her as she wasn’t exactly an expert herself - much less with other girls. There was considerable tension between both women as Evangelyne positioned herself above Alia and gazed into her unsure dusty brown eyes, holding her hand which was slightly trembling.
Closing her eyes Evangelyne delicately pushed her lips against Alia’s, gingerly taking her soft upper lip into her mouth as she brought one hand around the back of the seamstress’s hair. After some hesitation and with a tightening of her grip on Evangelyne’s hand Alia began to kiss her back, deftly moving her mouth to accommodate the Cra’s lower lip as Evangelyne continued to lovingly stroke her silken hair. Evangelyne brought herself further onto Alia so that she was now sitting on her waist, her massive breasts pushing into the girl’s chest as she leaned over her.
Using her tongue skilfully Evangelyne prised the seamstress’s lips apart and slithered it between them, Alia’s body jolting slightly as her tongue was met by the wet, warm touch of her partner’s. Alia let Evangelyne take the reins as she continued squeezing her hand and uttered soft noises as the two girls intimately locked lips, parting their mouths slightly apart for rapid breaths every so often before hastily resuming. Evangelyne could feel herself start to sweat under her skin-tight bodysuit as they exchanged body heat with her heart thumping in her chest; try to deny it as she might, she was enjoying herself here.
“If you’re ready to get serious about this, let go of my hand” Evangelyne said as she pulled her tongue out of her partner’s mouth for a moment. Alia promptly complied and laid an arm around Evangelyne who brought her now free hand up to the seamstress’s chest and glided it below the thin fabric of her gown, delicately cupping one of the girl’s pert breasts before leaning back in to continue their steamy embrace. Alia seemed to jitter slightly as Evangelyne’s comparatively cool fingers worked their way over her warm chest but she was now reciprocating her partner’s tongue movements more vigorously which suggested to Evangelyne that her admittedly speculative groping was doing the job.
Grabbing at it from the inside Evangelyne slid the dress down to expose Alia’s dainty breasts to the cool desert night, her strawberry nipples poking rigidly out due to a mixture of her arousal and the sudden chill. Coiling her fingers back around one of the girl’s breasts Evangelyne began to squeeze it with a bit more purpose, making Alia whimper through their intertwined lips as she clung to the Cra’s back, digging her fingers in perhaps more than she knew as Evangelyne adjusted her posture, sitting off the seamstress and perching herself to her side.
“It’s time for this to come off” she smirked, tugging gently at the lower end of Alia’s gown. Slowly but surely Alia eased herself out of the dress to reveal her bare naked body which caught Evangelyne off guard as she hadn’t previously realised the girl was not wearing any panties, her oasis covered by a messy tuft of dark hair that contrasted heavily with her silver skin. Taking a few seconds to admire Alia’s reserved beauty, an idea popped into Evangelyne’s head and she looked up at her partner with a cheeky smile.
“Want to look extra special for your big day?” the Cra giggled, to which Alia responded with a slightly confused nod of her head. “Let me just get my bow.”
“Your… bow?” she called out after Evangelyne as she disappeared through the doorway, her tone suggesting equal parts confusion and worry. Before long her partner reappeared and gestured for Alia to stand up in the centre of the room, positioning herself at her side before suddenly drawing her bow with a bright yellow arrow.
“H-hey don’t point that thing at me!” Alia protested as she quickly shirked away from the pulsating rod of energy Evangelyne had drawn.
“Oh relax, you really think I’m going to hurt you? Just hold still, I promise you’ll be fine” Evangelyne reassured her. Kneeling slightly down Evangelyne brought the tip of the arrow to Alia’s mound and carefully moved it across, the razor-edged energy cutting through the girl’s foliage until after a few minutes later all that was left was a thin, soft covering.
“Wow, it looks so much more… inviting” Alia commented as she gazed down her body.
“Told you. Any blade will do” Evangelyne replied as she set her bow down onto the floor. “Now get back onto the bed” she ordered, giving the seamstress a playful slap on her tight ass. The mood in the air had changed as Evangelyne had more of a commanding aura around her, pushing her partner down onto the mattress and once again climbing on top of her as a hand instantly found its way back onto Alia’s breasts which she squeezed carefully yet firmly, while the other teasingly worked its way down the girl’s flat stomach.
“Get ready” Evangelyne softly whispered into Alia’s ear before she plunged onto her neck and softly bit into it making the girl squirm against the fabric of her bodysuit. Drifting her fingertips over the now smooth cover of short hair adorning her partner’s mound Evangelyne teasingly stroked at it, her hand close enough to feel the warmth emanating from between her thighs as the other flicked a rigid nipple between her fingers. Figuring that she was already too far gone at this point, Evangelyne took the plunge and brought her lower hand south below the girl’s grassy ridge.
A soft moan escaped Alia’s lips as Evangelyne’s fingers made contact with her wet, fleshy folds, the seamstress bringing her arms back around Evangelyne and holding her tightly while the archer continued to nestle her mouth into her partner’s neck. Rubbing her fingers against the lips of Alia’s girlhood a thousand thoughts rushed through Evangelyne’s mind – where was she getting this confidence from? She had barely ever touched herself, let alone another girl, yet it all seemed to come so naturally to her, or at least the noises Alia was making suggested so.
Suddenly Evangelyne was thrust back into reality as Alia withdrew her grip around the Cra’s torso and placed her hands onto her athletic rump, pushing Evangelyne’s body to align it between her legs which she spread apart leaving her jewel displayed in full view. Realising the terms of this offer Evangelyne positioned her index finger at the entrance of the sticky hole and slipped it inside, the tight warmth blanketing it as Alia grabbed down on her ass while moaning in pleasure. As her partner lovingly pulsed her finger Alia reflexively brought her knee up which nestled in Evangelyne’s crotch, pushing the fabric of her damp panties against her skin; it was now that Evangelyne had to admit to herself how turned on she was.
“Not there… please…” Evangelyne tried to say in more than a whisper as she removed her lips from Alia’s neck but Alia seemed to take no notice and she began to unwittingly rub herself against the girl’s knee, pressing it against her sensitive slit. Trying to stifle her moans Evangelyne quickly dove down Alia’s chest and took her free breast into her mouth, sucking hard on the rigid nipple to suppress herself as she groped the other, producing intense groans of pleasure from the seamstress.
“Oh Eva!” she gasped under her breath as she started to rock her body against the Cra’s finger, levering herself with her grip on the archer’s rear which unwittingly made Evangelyne suck harder as she was pressed further into Alia’s knee. Evangelyne wanted to be careful with the girl who presumably had saved herself for Bordegann and so pressed her finger against the upper wall of Alia’s fissure and allowed her partner to set the pace herself, although by this point Alia’s body was rapidly squirming and writhing on top of the Cra’s hand as she squeezed her ass ever firmer.
“Eva… oh gods, I can’t… Eva wait- it feels- I’m… I’m gonna pee!” Alia squealed as a spurt of liquid dripped down Evangelyne’s hand. Evangelyne looked down and, upon seeing that it was colourless, understood that the girl was about to climax and removed her hand from Alia’s chest, using it to rub her clit as she flicked her nipple with her dextrous tongue.
“Just let it out, Alia” Evangelyne encouraged her as she intently massaged the base of her erect pearl. Mere seconds later, with a high pitched shriek, Evangelyne’s body was sprayed with bursts of her partner’s elixir as she thrashed in orgasm while the Cra desperately gyrated her finger trying to keep up. Seemingly an eternity later the seamstress finally released her hold on Evangelyne and lay back a moment before raising a hand to her mouth as a mortified look descended across her face.
“Eva I…” she began but the words escaped her as she lay incredulous to the aftermath of her session with the archer.
“Don’t worry Alia, some girls do that when they climax. You’re lucky: I can’t do that!” Evangelyne giggled in response.
“But what if others don’t like it?” the seamstress fretted, prompting Evangelyne to run her dry hand through her hair.
“It’ll be fine, they’ll understand I’m sure” she said kindly, ruffling the back of Alia’s hair.
“Thank you so much for this, it was incredible” Alia wheezed as the two girls’ naked chests heaved alongside one another, desperately drinking in the cooling air. “So uh… should you stay the night or something?”
“I’d love to but I think it’s better if I went back, I need to wash up and I think you have some cleaning to do” the Cra replied making Alia blush. After spending a minute to recover Evangelyne gave her friend one final kiss before picking her bow up off the floor and heading out onto the starlit path back to her quarters, the brisk wind dragging its sharp claws across the wet patches of her clothes as she set across the village. Upon reaching the house Evangelyne quickly barged through the front door and bolted straight to her bedroom, placing a chair across the door before hastily pulling off her body suit and setting her bow aside as she grabbed her hair brush off the nearby desk.
Drawing aside her soaked panties guarding her sheath Evangelyne pressed the phallic head of the brush to the entrance of her chasm and eased it inside, her breath shuddering as it plunged deeper inside while her free hand stroked around the top of her dripping lips. The scent of Alia’s juices still clung to Evangelyne’s body and she breathed them deeply in as the brush pulsated in and out of her eager hole, drawing moans from the girl between her laboured breaths. The sensation of orgasm came quickly after the night she had endured and barely five minutes in she withdrew the sticky brush and furiously rubbed her clitoris as the pleasure reached the peak of its rapid crescendo, her moans faltering as a creamy substance oozed from within her lips across her fingers before she finally exhaled a deep breath and removed her hand from between her thighs.
As Evangelyne lay on the mattress thoroughly exhausted the issue of getting water to clean her clothes and dealing with Bordegann tomorrow seemed to loom on the other side of the Krosmoz.
Yugo was right. It really is good to help others.
I also have Dofus stories under the Dofus: The Treasures of Kerub tag!
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