I don't own Wakfu. God knows what I do if I did.

Amalia first noticed a tickle. Gentle, soft and oh so annoying. She thought it was Eva or Pinpin playing a trick or something on her. But then her eyes opened, and it was still at late into the night. She could hear them sleeping soundly.

That's when she froze. She felt Yugo's hands latched around her waist tightly. It was kinda cute, actually, the way they slept together, Yugo often the little spoon in their bed sharing. She trusted Yugo only: Ruel was a dirty old man, no telling what perversion he could muster, and Pinpin was well... Pinpin. Possibly harmless, but there was no sense in the risk.

Plus, Yugo felt nice to hug and hold. Like some living full sized doll and hugged and giggled. And would mumbled a few thing in his sleep, mouth buried deep in Amalia's stomach.

"Haa... Haa..." He panted in his sleep. The rubbing on her backside grew somewhat fiercer. She was terrified at the idea forming in her head. Was he? With her? Only one way to really now. She gulped, and slowly turned her head to look over to him.

His hat jumped and jiggled, his face turned away and down, but his eyes not open. His tiny hands latched firmly onto her on both sides. And, then, she recoiled in horror; she saw his hips, wired and short as the rest of him, thrusting away at her leaf skirt.

He was still asleep. At least she hoped. Otherwise this was way to embarrassing for him/her, well, both of them. More for her, though. Definitely more for her.

She was royalty, for Sadida's sake! Any man caught doing this would have been dead by now, strangled by bramble vines and quartered, just to be sure. She couldn't believe Yugo, of all people, would abuse their friendship like this! She should kick him off the bed and scream and throw whatever, brand him a pervert and go home back to Sadida. The king would be none to pleased, that's for sure. Her brother would no doubt place a bounty on his head.

But she didn't. She didn't even move, just lied there, scared at what Yugo would possibly do to here. Scare... but oddly curious.

She... had to admit, really, Yugo's thrusting wasn't painful or hurting. In fact, it felt... good. She shook her head at the thought. No it was gross and disgusting and Yugo needed-

She paled. She needed to stop Yugo. How was she going to do that without ruining him in the process.

Why did she even care? He was the one doing... this, to her! She moved her hand down and took his. How would she even explain this to him? She didn't even have a full grasp on it. A gentle shake at first. But he moaned and continued. He seemed to be panting harder. Thrusting into her harder. She shook him again.

"Mmm... Amalia." She didn't think she could blush harder, but as he began to chant her name softly. She took notice of her own catching breath, the tingle between her legs getting stronger and harder to ignore. She traced her hand over Yugo's, squeezing it a little as she thought of what to do.

Without knowing, her own had rubbed over of stomach, and then a little lower, and a little lower... She nearly chirped as she glanced over her sensitive button. "W-what am I?" She panted out as she continued to rub herself. Her free hand ran over to Yugo's form, tracing the soft flesh down his arm to his shoulder.

"Ami... Ami... AMI!" He jerked and Amalia froze as he squeezed down on her hard, pulling himself a deep as he could into her butt, gasping for air as he jerked and shook against her butt. He kept panting as he slackened, his grip softening up and seemingly back to the normal cuddle he liked. "Amalia..." He whispered, before drowsily planting a gentle kiss on the small of her back and cuddle close.

Amalia would have been more flustered, but she was already flushed and panting with her own actions. "Yugo was..." She whispered as she replayed his actions. "thinking about me." She chirped and moan and writhed as she played with her folds, dancing her fingers over slit, occasionally, and with increasing regularity, hitting that little swollen mound atop her personal area.

She bit her lip, trying to fight the sounds she made, but nothing helped. She was getting louder, her breathing more and more ragged, and it was all Yugo's fault. "Yugo... Yugo... YUGO!" She screamed in a whisper, her body tensing, electricity hitting every never in her, wrapping her body in total pleasure. She clenched everywhere, her eyes shut, her toes curling, her back arching.

And her hands grabbing and clenching. One on her body, the only on Yugo's hat.

His eyes shot open, and he darted up, looking for the person to hurt for touching his hat. "Huh, but, wha-?" He saw Amalia's hand. "Amalia, what are you doing?" Turned to her.

She wanted to scream.

Part 2 coming soon. I'm just decided on details.