Prompt: A Sacred Bond (Wakfu (Patreon)

Summary: Evangelyne goes to have a vacation in the Kingdom of Sadida, but she's also there to find a specific person. Someone she has a bond with, someone who can help melt her stress away and let her be herself. Includes: Cheating, NTR

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Pregnancy was never an easy ordeal, yet somehow Evangelyne had conquered that battle not once, not twice, but three times over the course of her life. Birthing and caring for three children was not remotely easy, especially considering she had to sometimes play babysitter for even her husband, Tristepin, but somehow she had done it.

Now Evangelyne could take a rest and reward herself for a job well done. She made it clear to her family that she would be taking a vacation, confident she could leave her children in the care of Tristepin and their friends.

She told her family that she would be visiting Amalia in the Sadida Kingdom for her vacation, while her sister, Cleophee, visited her family and stayed with them in Evangelyne’s stead. This was all… mostly true.

Evangelyne was eager to see her best friend, Amalia, again, and to spend some time just relaxing and unwinding together, but there was someone else Evangelyne wanted to see even more than Amalia. 

He was the real reason Evangelyne wanted to vacation in Sadida. 

Evangelyne wanted to scratch an ‘itch,’ so to speak. Feed an addiction.

It was a bad habit of hers, to put it lightly, but it was a habit so ingrained within her that she couldn’t even think about stopping. 

The young woman had a secret, one she’d consider taking to her grave. For more years than she would like to admit, Evangelyne had been having an on again, off again affair with Amalia’s brother, the Prince of Sadida himself, Armand Sheran Sharm.

Why would she this when she had a loving husband? Why would she keep doing after making a family with her husband?

In truth, Evangelyne had been with the prince before she had even met her future husband. She and Armand had experimented together, and she even gave the man her virginity. 

That memory in particular sat in Evangelyne’s heart, a cherished piece of her past. The pure euphoria she felt when he made love to her made her shiver just from thinking about it. She let out a sigh, trying to calm herself down, but that was always the problem.

Once she started thinking of Armand, it was always hard to stop. Evangelyne remembered kissing him, and how she rode him again and again for hours on end. It got to the point where Evangelyne had lost count of how many times he had made her cum.

And that was just their first time together. After that, the two continued to meet, enjoying each other’s bodies and making love every chance they had when they were alone.

Armand was an amazing lover, but that was the problem. He was too amazing, too strong, too powerful, too perfect. He was a natural, knowing exactly how to touch Evangelyne’s body to make her cum. He could drive her wild with just his fingers, but his cock? 

Evangelyne stopped walking and pressed her thighs together. She took in a deep breath, and sighed. “Calm down,” she ordered herself, but memories continued to drive her body wild. 

Armand was simply an amazing lover, and when the time came for Evangelyne and Trisepin to consummate their marriage, well… 

He was good in bed, no doubt there. What he lacked in skill, he made up for with passion that rivaled Armand, but he could never scratch the same itch that Armand would. He was always eager for a good time, but ironically, every time they had sex, Evangelyne found herself hungry for Armand’s strong hands and thick dick. 

The first time Evangelyne and Armand made love, after her and Trisepin’s marriage, was one of the scariest nights of Evangelyne’s life. She had faced many dangers with a cool head, but their secret rendezvous left her on edge for hours before they had even seen each other.

When she finally saw the burly man, she kissed him, and she felt that same fire burning as their two hearts matched each other’s beats. Their tongues danced as they took their clothes off, and soon Evangelyne was riding Armand’s cock again, bouncing on it as she came again and again.

His hands on her breasts, his penis pistoning in and out of her, every time their skin even brushed against Armand’s sent jolts of ecstacy through her body. That night they realized there was still something there between them. 

Something special, something unbreakable. 

“Hey, Evangelyne. What are you doing standing there for?” a voice inquired. 

Evangelyne blinked, before looking at the person who spoke to her. Amalia was walking towards her, smiling at the other girl. 

“Oh, hello, Amalia. Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Well, come on in.” The blond nodded her head, following her green-haired friend as they spoke. “How have you been?” 

“Fine. Just in need for this vacation.” Amalia nodded in understanding, a smile on her lips. 

“I bet. Taking care of the kids and Tristepin must be pretty tiring.” Evangelyne felt a small twist in her gut. She tried not to let a frown show on her face, as she walked. She put on a smile, but it did not reach her emerald eyes. 

“Well, I manage.”

She cared about Tristepin. She would risk her life for him. She loved their children, but Evangelyne couldn’t deny there was something lacking between them. 

Too many times she had to care for her husband like he was one of her own children. Too many times she had to carry the entire family on her back. It was exhausting. It felt like she was a single mother, and the entire fate of the family rested on her shoulders. 

It was stressful, exhausting, and it drove her into Armand’s arms almost every time they met. Armand showed a level of maturity that Tristepin lacked, and he was emotionally aware enough to comfort and care for her spirit and heart.

He was a proper man, something Evagelyne craved and needed. 

“Well, I have a few things in mind that we can do to help you unwind.” 

Evagelyne smiled more honestly this time, before nodding her head. “That sounds wonderful.” Of course, there was something else she wanted from her visit. “Um, is your brother around?”

“Armand? He’s out right now, but I’m sure he’ll be back soon. Why?”

“Oh… No reason.”

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The two spent the better part of the day together. It was sunny out when the two had reunited, but now the moon was shining bright over the land of Sadida. Evangelyne had been having fun, but her body continued to crave the touch of her man. 

She kept looking over her shoulder, wondering if Armand was going to appear before her and whisk her to his bedroom. She was left disappointed again and again, but when she was ready to give up hope, a voice called out to her.

“Hello Amalia. Evangelyne.” 

“Hey, Armand,” the young woman greeted, waving her hand. She then moved her hand behind Evangelyne’s back, and in one quick motion, pushed her forward. The blond stumbled forward, almost falling to the ground as she gasped. 

“I’m glad you’re here! Evangelyne would not shut up about you!” the princess lied, snickering as Evangelyne’s eyes widened. “She just kept asking me, ‘Where Armand? Where’s Armand?’”

“T-that’s not true!” the Cra argued, waving her hands back and forth. “S-she’s exaggerating.”

“I am. She only asked about you every hour or so,” Amalia giggled, a smug grin on her face as Evangelyne glared at her. Armand laughed, smirking at the two women as the green-haired girl gave a mock bow. 

“Well, I suppose it is time I let her go. She is all yours, brother. Try not to overwhelm her.” For a moment, one terrifying, heart-stopping moment, Evangelyne wondered if Amalia was onto their secret. 

The blond shook her head, arguing that she couldn’t have known, but that didn’t stop the heavy pounding in her chest as she watched Amalia walk away, leaving the blond alone with the prince of the land.

The very handsome, very well built prince...

Evangelyne stared at Armands for a moment. Neither said anything as they stood in the hallway, just watching one another. The prince had a proud smile on his lips as Evangelyne glanced at a nearby wall. She made the first move, walking forward at a slow pace.

“You certainly kept me waiting.”

“Apologies. Royal princely responsibilities. You understand, don’t you?”

“Hm. Perhaps.” She came to a stop, standing before him, slowly lifting her eyes up to meet his. Her eyes twitched, and he saw the pain they so often have had to hide. “I’ve missed you.”

“And I you, my beautiful flower.” They both moved at the same time, pressing their lips together as Evangelyne felt her breath being stolen away.

From that moment, the air around them changed. It became electrified, making their hair stand up as their arms found their way around each other. Evangelyne wrapped her arms around him, lifting up one of her legs as his hands stroked and rubbed her back.

It was so like their first kiss. Chaste at first, but growing more and more fiery with every passing second. They were just experimenting back then. Now they knew exactly what to do to please the other…

Their bodies were like two halves of the same whole. Evangelyne moaned, before letting out a muffled giggle as his leaf-green hairs tickled her face. His tongue pushed against her lips and she parted her lips, letting him into her mouth as their tongues began to duel one another. 

She sucked on his tongue, remembering how much he adored the feeling of her lips around the wet appendage. His own hands slid down her body, feeling her ass and digging his strong hands into the perky flesh. 

Evangelyne moaned into his lips again, shuddering as he pulled her closer. She brought down her leg and moved it, wrapping around one of Armand’s legs as their kiss grew more and more passionate. 

They parted, but only because they needed to breathe. From that moment, nothing else mattered. The rest of the world melted away as Armand swept Evangelyne off of her feet and carried her, bridal style, to a nearby room.

“I’ve dreamed of this night,” he commented. “The feel of your hands. The warmth of your body. The soft touch of your lips…”

“It’s all yours, my love,” she whispered, staring into his eyes. She lost herself in them, smiling at him as he pushed a nearby door open. “Just allow me to feel the same with you. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamed of your body against mine…”

“Oh? Not only in your dreams, I hope,” he chuckled. 

“No, I suppose not… But when I’m awake, I often find myself touching myself to the thought of you.” She lifted herself up, kissing his cheek as she nuzzled her face against his. “But masterbating never feels as good as the real thing.”

She would never admit such intimate or carnal desires with her husband. But Armand was far more than just her husband. He was her lover, the flame in her soul, and the beat of her heart. Evangelyne loved him, and she found herself reaching out to him as he gently dropped her onto a bed. 

The Cra looked around the room, finding it a simple room that would suit their needs well. The door was closed as Armand leaned down to kiss her once more, before he began to pull at his pants.

Evangelyne moaned, smiling as she stared at him. “Your breath’s improved. Almost tolerable now.”

“Ha ha,” he replied. “My breath will be the last thing on your mind when I’m done with you, my sweet flower.” His pants fell to the ground, and he kicked them away into the nearest wall. “Now, why are you still dressed?”

“Oh, my mistake.” The confidence and sexual desire that coated each word Evangelyne spoke was something else Armand brought out of her. 

With him, she wanted to spice up the sex, enhance it with dirty talk and half-hearted taunts. Sex with Tristepin was bland in comparison, and nothing either of them could do was enough to make it as hot and fiery as sex with Armand was. 

With Tristepin, she pretended, but Armand… she revealed her true colors.

She showed him her kinky side. Her horny side. Her want, need, and desire. All the little sins she had, and he still showed her nothing, but care and love.

Evangelyne pulled at her clothes, taking them off as quickly as her lover had. He didn’t even wait for the clothes to be completely off before he leapt onto her. The woman gasped, before giggling as he pushed her top out of the way, wrinkling it (not that she cared).

Then he wrapped his lips around her bra-less chest, sucking on her nipple as she trembled and moaned loudly. His lips were soft, and his hair tickled and brushed at her body as she laughed, placing her hands on his head and combing through the emerald locks.

“I missed you,” she shuddered, closing her eyes as she just… surrendered to him.

He was the master of her body. He knew how to touch her, how to please her, how to make every second of contact count. Armand’s hand went to her untouched breast, and he pushed down on it, kneading and stroking her body as he suckled on her tit.

Armand eventually stopped, lifting his head up, only to bring it back down to better kiss her lips. Just a quick peck, before he moved down, kissing her chin and soon doing the same to her neck. He gently sucked on the flesh, before licking the crimson mark he left behind.

“Ahh… You drive me crazy,” Evangelyne confessed.

“Then you know exactly how I feel about you.”

His lips traveled down her body, and Evangelyne rested her head on the pillow as she just enjoyed herself. His touch was soft and gentle despite his large and burly physique. He gently massaged her breasts as he kissed her stomach, and she moaned as he began to travel up her body again. He pressed his lips against her shoulder, before going down her arm. 

“I love. Every inch. Of you,” he whispered between kisses. “From your fingers.” He kissed each of them, holding her small hand with both of his. “To your heart.” He released her hand and kissed her heart through her chest. “To your mind.” He pecked her forehead, before staring into her eyes. “To your li-”

Evangelyne was the one to kiss Armand this time, silencing him as he caressed her body.  His hands rubbed her breasts, before moving up. His elbows dug into the bad, with the blond woman’s head between them. 

His naked, throbbing cock rubbed against her leg, and Evangelyne spread her legs apart out of instinct. Her scarlet cheeks did nothing to take away from her smile as she nodded her head, silently giving him permission to enter her. He smiled, nodding his head as he aimed his dick and slowly pushed forward.

Armand’s dick pressed against her slit, and she gasped, before moaning as he slowly spread her lips apart. Her arms wrapped around his chest as her legs rubbed and stroked his. 

“Please…”

He obeyed his lover’s plea, pushing deeper into her, and every inch she took made her writhe and moan with a smile on her face and a glimmer in her eyes. 

“I’ve missed this,” she mewled, shuddering as Armand stopped. His entire prick was in her now, and he grinned as he slowly began to back out again. “Ahh…”

“Let’s make up for lost time.” He moved back and forth, moving lower on her body to kiss and nuzzle her neck. She giggled as his hairs brushed against her body, before moaning as his dick rubbed the inside of her pussy.

The sex was slow, almost cautious, as if he was scared she’d break after all this time. He just held him tighter as he slowly picked up speed, though it was still far below what his max speed was. He pushed in and out, pressing his cock against the entrance to her womb as she moaned again and again.

He began to moan with her, quietly grunting as he closed his eyes. Her pussy held him tightly, wrapped around his rod like a sheath and sword. She was so warm, and her walls were wet with arousal as came pushing in and out of her. 

How he had missed her… Her sweet moans and her tight body. Evangelyne was so perfect, and he was reminded of that every time he felt her body.

Evangelyne was enjoying herself, as well. Every thrust sent electricity through her body, and she squeezed him tightly as her muscles squeezed down on his shaft. The sudden tightness drove Armand over the edge, and he came.

His cum filled her pussy, coating her walls as she came right after him. Her fingers dug into his skin as their bodies were pressed tightly against one another. She couldn’t hold back her next moan, and it was music to Armand’s ears as they kissed once more. 

Their bodies quivered for a moment, before they pulled apart. Armand got off of his blond lover, and rolled onto his back, smiling at her. Evangelyne grabbed his body and pulled herself closer, resting her head on his chest as she struggled to catch her breath. Beads of sweat poured down both of their bodies as she spoke without thinking.

“Fuck, I’ve needed this…”

Armand lifted a brow as he placed a hand on Evangelyne’s back. He stroked her smooth skin as he asked, “So, better than Tristepin?”

Evangelyne would never really bad mouth her husband, but Armand brought out this side of her. Kinky and horny, she gave a coy grin as she stroked Armand’s ego. “You’re better in every way than him. Bigger cock. Bigger muscles. A better lover. You’re perfect, Armand. I. Want. You.” With every word she moved her hand down, before wrapping her slender fingers around the base of his mighty cock. She gave it a squeeze as Armand grinned.

“Hope you’re ready for round two, my dear,” he grunted, suddenly rising up. Evangelyne beamed, biting her lower lip as he got on top of her once more. Her words seemed to have the desired effect as he rubbed his dick against her cum-leaking pussy.

Armand took control of her body, grabbing her legs and lifting them up, forcing her feet to be bent back to her head as he impaled her on his member again. She moaned at the force, trembling as he began to put his muscles to work, pounding her cunt so hard the bed began to shake below them.

“Oh, fuck,” she gasped. Armand grinned at her swearing, slamming his full strength into her again and again. Some women would break from the force, but not his Evangelyne. She was strong. She was tough. 

And as her hands grabbed at his shoulders and their eyes met, he knew she could take it. “More,” she begged, digging her nails into his skin as he bucked back and forth. 

And more he gave. He hammered away at her pussy, and she felt as though there was an earthquake under them. Her pussy squeezed tightly, and Evangelyne gasped and moaned as she felt him fill her again and again. 

His dick plowed her, marking her pussy as his, stretching her out to be his perfect fit. Perhaps that was why sex with Tristepin was getting more and more disappointing. Being fucked by a bigger man was leaving her more a match for him than the smaller man.

Armand was turning her into his woman, his perfect lover, and Evangelyne almost came with that realization alone. Euphoria filled her body as she imagined being his forever, never having to go back to her so-called home.

“I love you!” Armand suddenly confessed, and Evangelyne tried to smile at him, only for her eyes to roll into her skull every time he pounded into her. 

“I-I love you too! Ah, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, Armand!” She licked her lips, staring into his eyes as the bed squeaked beneath them. “Make me yours. Turn me into your woman. I’m yours. I’m yours!” 

They came together again once more, and the climax was quite possibly one of the best either of them had ever again. A flood of cum filled Evangelyne’s body as her pussy clung tightly around his shaft, stroking every inch of his girthy dick. Cum spilled out between them and dripped onto the bed as their bodies seemed to stick to one another.

Armand and Evangelyne’s voices filled the room as they tried their best to cling to one another. Their muscles spasmed, flesh pulsing as their hearts beat to the same drum. Their bodies went lax as they laid on top of one another, taking a moment to just breathe in the others’ aroma. 

“I love you,” Evangelyne repeated, and Armand grinned as he kissed her lips. 

Once again the two took a break after cumming. They assumed the same position as last time, laying down with Evangelyne laying head her on her lover’s chest.

“That was...amazing,” Evangelyne praised. “It felt like you were trying to put a baby in me…”

“I wouldn’t mind that,” he replied, and Evangelyne was ready to laugh it off until she saw his face. He wasn’t grinning. He was just looking at her, watching her reaction. 

“I… Armand, you know we can’t do that. Not with how things are, you know that!” 

“You said that last time. And the time before that. Will things ever be right, Evangelyne?”

“Yes, one day!” 

“And when will that one day be? What if something happens to you? To me? What if your family finds out? What if this is the last time we ever see each other?” Each question made Evangelyne’s heart sink, and avoided his stare as he continued. “What do I have to do to make this work, my love?”

“I don’t know…” She fell off of his chest, laying on her back as she combed her fingers through her hair. “I just don’t know, and I’m sorry, but… but you know we can’t!”

“I know… But I would do anything to make it so we could.” Armand lifted himself up and turned onto his side, resting on his elbow as he stared at her. One of his hands took hers, gently stroking her knuckles as he gazed into her eyes. “Anything… for just the chance.”

Evangelyne blinked, her cheeks gaining a subtle, rosy hue even after everything they had done together. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“I am, but… how do you feel about the idea?” he asked, ever the gentleman.

Evangelyne bit her lower lip and avoided his gaze once more. She said nothing. “It’s a big decision. A huge one. I-I mean, I don’t know if I want to go through that again. I mean, I can. I could. But do I want to? I mean, I don’t think anyone wants to go through the process, but-”

“Evangelyne.” His voice was stern, yet gentle. It brought her back to reality and made her eyes turn towards his. She sighed in defeat, her eyes falling shut.

“I’m… open to the idea. Even… interested,” she confessed. She opened her eyes, and Armand embraced her, pulling her close until their lips almost touched, but Evangelyne turned her head. The man frowned, but gave her an understanding look as she sighed once more.

“I need to talk to me sister… We’ll see what we can do about… this.”