Filth, a cure, and people almost getting killed. [complete] Who: Lucy (lucy_is_nyu), Patchouli (moekko_sumire) What: Patchouli and Lucy meet in the library, Lucy is cured, and soon everything spirals out of control...! When: Friday evening. Where: The library, the park, Lucy's room. Warnings: Fluff, violence, yuri. OH. AND VECTORSEX. Not safe for work AT ALL.
Walking through the hallways of The Building, coat hanging over her shoulder, tie slightly undone, Lucy made her way home from a long day of work. All of her co-workers giggled and snickered at her eyes and hair, it just made her horrible mood even worse. She feared that she might take it out on her wife or son, so she wanted to cool off before going home. Going back down stairs, she went to get herself a coffee and a nice book to read in the library in peace. Settling down with her book and coffee in one of the most comfortable chairs in the room, she began to read silently to herself.
And, of course, on this day, Patchouli, as well, had similar plans to get over a rather confusing day. She hardly understood any of this at all, but... well, okay; she had to make the best of this. She wore red; she didn't have a special reason for it or anything; she didn't expect that what was about to transpire would have happened. She held a rather old-looking black book in her hand, as she approached... and, rather suddenly, she caught sight of a rather familiar-looking face.
"Lucy?" She approached rather quickly.
The name floated into her ears, her eyes being torn away from the book. The red colored eyes looking up sharply at the call. Glancing about the room, she had not spotted anyone she knew well, but then the brightness of another caught her eye. "It's you. That brightly colored girl, what brings you here?" asking her rather nicely; her kindness didn't come from the heart but of the curse that was placed on her.
Patchouli smiled. This very different version of Lucy was rather odd, but... well, what was she ever to do about this? She didn't mind, either, though...
"I just... came here to enjoy myself a little. I hadn't expected to see you here, but I'm glad I did... it's always nice to spend a little time with someone who is friendly..."
Shifting her chair a bit, she pulled carton of cigarettes from her back pocket, Lucy didn't even smoke but she still lit one up anyway. Taking in a long drag, closing her eyes as if she were enjoying it, they only opened to land back on the girl. "Indeed, it is always enjoyable. Hopefully, you will not poke fun at me for my hair and eye color, I sure hope this illness goes away soon it's starting to become more and more troublesome." shaking her head as she blew smoke from her lips , she asked her "So, you know my name, but I don't know yours, tell me now, what is the name given to a lovely young girl like you?"
"I certainly will not," Patchouli responded. "I think it looks quite lovely." She was so hopeful for Lucy's recovery... "But, for your sake, I hope it starts to go away a little." Then, hearing the other quiestion... 'lovely?' Maybe she overestimated such a word. "My name is Patchouli," she said, smiling a little.
"That makes me feel a lot better. All my co-workers find it funny, while I do not." blushing slightly from the compliment she had gotten, she coughed lightly trying to stop her face from turning color "Thank you. I take that kind compliment very nicely. And thank you for your well wishing." she took another long drag, pausing a moment, thinking about the name, not thinking that she had ever heard it before, shrugging her shoulders, she put out the cigarette out in the ash tray and smile a bit "What a cute name. I like it." winking at her lightly.
Patchouli smiled a little. She wasn't about to tell this Lucy how much she wanted her to become fully colored. She took a seat rather near Lucy.
"Thank you so much," she said, smiling. Was it just her, or did Lucy seem to... like her? She was a bit confused.
"Don't thank me"she dismissed what she said with a wave of her hand and a light chuckle, "Thank your mother, she's the one who named you." Lifting the steaming drink to her lips, she took a sip and then set it down "Forgive me, I'm a bit dull I must say.Unless you can think of something more fun to do, then say it and we'll see what we can do." she threw out the choice, seeing as she was a bit bored and felt bad that this girl should have to be bored too.
A tiny little smile came to Patchouli's lips; a hand rested on the edge of Lucy's chair. Just to see a reaction... not that she expecred one. "Alas," she said, "I cannot say I have an idea at the moment. I'm sure I could think of one, given a short time... but right now I don't know." She was too busy admiring Lucy at the moment; truly this woman was quite beautiful, even more so than Patchouli had previously thought her to be. She couldn't help but be in awe of how beautiful this woman was...
"Dear me, it looks like we're at a lose when it comes to making up something fun." pausing a moment, she looked at her hand and thought it to be just common kindness. It didn't really seem like she was pushing for anything, but then again Lucy may have missed something. Thinking a moment, she stood and took her by the hand "Come on, I know what we can do." she tugged her along not really caring if she was willing to go or not.
"You do?" Patchouli couldn't get to her feet quickly enough to not be dragged a little but managed after a time, and ran along with Lucy. "What is it?" She did so want to know, to try to find a way to break Lucy free of this curse...
Stopping a moment, tugging her rather close to her, a smirk on her lips. "You'll see. I'm sure you like it. It's one of my favorite places in the whole town. It sure is pretty." she then spun in the direction she was taking her again and pulled her outside. Going down along a stone path, she took her the blooming garden, the flowers all in black and white, spare only a few that had bright colors of red and pinks
"I like it here best,it's calming to me when I find myself getting angry,"turning her head toward her with a smile she asked "Do you like it? If not, we could go some where else."
"Yes," she said. "It's quite beautiful." Really, though, she didn't like this whole lack-of-color issue, and she was still a few thousand times more interested in Lucy. She looked down to the flowers, before looking up at Lucy again.
"Indeed it is," she walked, hand linked with the other's as they strolled down the stone pathway. "Ah, look, it's a swing,would you like to sit with me?" Lucy turned to look at the other with a quizzing look, but still kept her Pleasantville curse smile on her lips, even though she could feel herself getting a bit annoyed, there wasn't anything annoying around so she was confused why she was. She sat herself down on the swing and began to rock gently, releasing the other's hand as she did.
Patchouli inevitably decided that that didn't seem like such a bad idea; she, too, sat on a swing and began to swing gently. She liked the more psychotic Lucy, but this one wasn't so bad. She could actually talk to this one... She smiled a little more. She wouldn't have known that Lucy was irritated, but probably wouldn't have cared much about that. She turned to watch Lucy as she rocked gently on the swing. "You look so beautiful..." she said quietly, hardly even realizing she'd saided. She had wanted to wait to express this feeling...
Abruptly looking up at her, eyes slightly enlarged with surprise at what she had heard her say, she stammered among her words, her cheeks flushing lightly. "I thank you." she rubbed the back of her neck, feeling her annoyance rise even more, but kept her cool as she almost muttered to the girl "You're cute." she looked away from Patchouli, and then caught sight of a crimson looking flower.
Patchouli blushed a little, having heard this. "I..." She could hardly speak. Lucy really did like her, didn't she? She was quite startled by this discovery, but didn't mind much. She then caught sight of what Lucy was staring at; it seemed the color red had some sort of effect on her? Maybe that was the way to see that she would recover?
"...a flower?" she said, calmly.
"That flower,that color!"she spoke through her teeth that ground together in a now boiling rage. "aah!" she screamed lightly, standing up and clenching her ears tightly, as if blocking some sort of sound. "Why that color" she continued to scream inaudible words, her skin starting to become a milky white, rather then the grayish white of the Pleasantville curse. Then the screaming stopped
Patchouli quickly approached Lucy and held her rather tightly for a moment, rather concerned. As if she didn't know what was going on. But, then again, she was quite in love with this woman. Patchouli floated toward the flower, removed it... then, rather quickly, it ignited in her hand. Once it had disappeared, she returned to Lucy. At this point, she highly doubted that there would be any risk associated with putting her magical abilities to use before Lucy; she, in all likelihood, was completely 'normal' now. She stayed kind of close... probably not safe, but...
Feeling the embrace of arms come around her, Lucy didn't have full control of her invisible vectors yet, seeing as a bit of the curse still held a firm grasp over Lucy's mind. When the flower had been removed from her sight, she then had her fully normal self back. Her hair covered most of her face, spare her eye, with looked at the girl with bloodlust, Lucy sent her vectors toward the girl, but then stopped once they touched her. "Damn,"she cursed to herself, not being able to kill her. Perhaps she was like Kohta, and she wasn't able to kill him, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't do it.
Patchouli just smiled at her. "Calm down," she said. "There's no need for that at all, Lucy." She didn't really know what they were, but was fairly certain of the intent. After all, this was Lucy. She approached a little. "Come here," she said, her voice soft, compassionate, willing to assist her. Maybe she'd get a response...?
"You do not give me commands," Lucy growled looking up at the girl, half of her face visible. Her eye just reeked of bloodlust. "You come to me," she smirked sadistically as her vectors pulled her over to her forcefully, looking down at the girl, holding her close to her with her vectors. "Heh. So what do you want of me?" Lucy asked her venomously,a smirk appeared on her lips again
"...I don't know." She knew what she wanted, but who goes around saying such without sounding like a complete creep? Not that this was a concern for Patchouli. She just smiled, pulling Lucy in a little close - in fact, more than a little close; she held herself against Lucy. "I don't even think you'd comply with anything I request, so why should I bother?" She looked at her with a sort of sinister look in her violet eyes...
Knowing what the girl wanted made her smirk even more, "Oh? You don't think I could? Why don't you try me?" wanting to know what she would do after she said that, Lucy waited for a reply, the closeness of the other girl felt warm and it made her feel,good. Even though Lucy wasn't the type of show emotions so quickly, she did make an exception for a few. Lucky for Patchouli, she was one of them, if she hadn't been so kind to Lucy earlier on, she would have disposed of her already.
Patchouli continued to stare at Lucy, her expression softening a little; she didn't seem to mind? Maybe Patchouli didn't know her as well as she'd assumed she did. "Well, I'm sure you could, but I doubt you would." She didn't think at all that Lucy could just be putting on some manner of mask. "But... I guess I can try. Lucy... I want... ...you." She was so nervous. "I want... I want to be able to consider you a friend, Lucy. And, if you want me ever to help you... I will."
Again, her eyes grew wide with surprise and a silent happiness. "Your friend?" she asked unsure if she could even do something like that. "You want to help me? Why? Why are you so kind to me?" she asked through clenched teeth, she couldn't help but feel the happiness in her build a bit, almost enough to make her want to smile, she just laid her head on the girls shoulder, her hands taking both of hers. "I'll do anything "she whispered into her shoulder lightly
Astounded that Lucy seemed so accepted of this, Patchouli smiled a little. "You seem like you've been alone all your life... hated, oppressed... To them, you were deemed to be little better than a monster, weren't you, Lucy?" She sighed a little.
"So was I..."
Lucy was surprised, surprised there was some one like her, but she looked so human. But in the short amount of time that she was there, she learned that not every human liked humans and not every person that looked human was human. "yes,I was." looking at Patchouli, she pulled her close to her and then placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Thank you,"she whispered as she laid her head back on her shoulder.
Patchouli wasn't expectedin Lucy to kiss her, but nor did she mind it. She smiled a little. "You're welcome, Lucy," she whispered in response. She held Lucy quite close. Had Lucy changed so much...? She was quite confused by this change, but, really, it's not like Patchouli minded.
"What would you like to do now, Lucy?" she asked, a little quietly.
Standing up, embarrassed at how she acted, she turned her back to her quickly. Muttering lightly "I don't care. Do what you want." she snorted lightly, arms crossed over her chest, looking over her shoulder coldly at Patchouli "I normally would go hunting, but now I don't feel like it. Perhaps I'll take a bath or something" she snorted rubbing the back of her head bored now that she didn't have anything to do."What do you want to do?" she almost whispered actually letting her give her opinion on what they could do.
"I really don't know what I want to do," she said. "I was hoping to do something with you. Anything..."
"I guess you can come back to my place for a little bit, although it's not that exciting...neither am I." she admitted and started to walk off again toward the building. "Come on, I'm not going to wait for you!" she barked lightly at her.
Patchouli, once more, began to float, flying just behind Lucy, following her a bit closely. "Don't worry about having to wait for me. I wouldn't keep you waiting, Lucy."
"Good, I hate waiting." she snorted as she entered The Building, going over to the elevator she pressed the button for them to go up and waited impatiently for the door to open. Once it did, she walked in and pressed the button. As the door closed, the elevator sowly mades it way to her floor, the silence was a bit odd. Looking at Patchouli, looking her up and down. Moving closer to her.
Patchouli was quite surprised to find that Lucy was so interested in her, but she didn't mind it at all. Entering the elevator she returned to the surface and held a little closer to Lucy. She wondered just how it made Lucy felt, however she wasn't about to ask...
Damn this elevator moves so slow Lucy thought to herself cursing lightly hoping it would hurry up. her eyes glanced down at Patchouli again, seeing how she had snuggled closer to her, it made her slightly sick that she was feeling so strangely so quickly for such a girl. They had talked before in her journal entries, but this was really their first in person meeting. It made her a bit uncomfortable being clung to and at the same time, she clung to Patchouli in return. "Patchouli...." she whispered lightly, gazing down at her still, her voice was cold like a killers, which was what she was. Then there was the ring of the elevator as it came to sudden stop, the sudden stop made Lucy trip onto Patchouli, sending them both onto the ground.
Patchouli, too, felt a little impatient about the slowness of the elevator. She didn't voice it, either, and stayed near Lucy. She was quite confused that Lucy seemed so attracted to her so quickly. Regardless, she didn't mind. "Yes?" she asked, her voice sounding rather soft.
When she was about to say more, the elevator came to it's sudden stop making Lucy fall ontop of Patchouli. "God damn it!" she yelled lightly, laying ontop of the purple head girl, the elevator now stopped door open waiting for them to leave. Looking at Patchouli, she asked her, still laying ontop of her "Are you all right?" not like she cared if she was or wasn't but she wanted to ask anyway, two of her vectors holding the doors of the elevator open.
Patchouli let go of Lucy rather quickly. "I'm fine," she said, "though, I'm afraid, you'll need to get off of me if we ever plan to get out of this..." She didn't mind having Lucy lying on her, but they did have to get out of this elevator, right?
Getting up, she made her way out of the elevator. "Whatever. This way then." she snorted going down the long hallway. She had her back to her now, her face was a bright red because of what happened in the elevator, stopping at a door, she opened it and said "This is it. Come on in."
Patchouli followed, rather close. She entered as Lucy instructed her to. "Thank you for inviting me, Lucy," she said, smiling, blushing a little.
"Whatever, it's the least I could do for you. I mean you did cure me and all..." Lucy thought it had been Patchouli that had cured her, it made her feel like she owed her for helping her. "Do you want something to drink...? The fridge is over there..." she pointed to the tiny compact fridage, and then she walked over to the living room, flopping on the couch and flicking on the T.V.
"Thank you very much," she said, "but I don't want anything to drink." She just approached Lucy, rather quietly. "Maybe a little later, though?" She sat beside Lucy - if not on the couch then on the floor nearby.
"Whatever..."the silence was annoying, the T.V. was annoying. Everything annoyed her, except the faxt that she was near her. Moving subcontiously closer to Patchouli. Snuggling close to her, not knowing why she was so comfortable with her, she just was and it didn't bother her...well not yet at least.
Patchouli couldn't help but blush and smile a little when Lucy held her near. She held rather close to Lucy, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She was hopeful that Lucy had plans... but even if she didn't...
Looking at her quickly after being given the peck on the cheek, Lucy's cheeks were a bright red and then said in a whisper "I think you missed..." she pulled Patchouli closer to her, her heart pounding in her chest, making her feel odd, eyes wide when she spoke, facing turning an even brighter red
Patchouli was slightly amused by this comment. "Well... would you like me to rectify this?" She could tell that Lucy felt rather odd about this, but nonetheless she seemed to be enjoying herself... so, what was the harm in any of this?
"Yes...I would." she smirked seeing if she would do. Moving even closer to her and pulling her close, placing her forehead to Patchouli's. "Please rectify it and make your miss correct..." she whispered to her lightly
"Well..." she whispered as Lucy approached, "I guess I have to, now..." And, as such, she did, all the while holding Lucy very close; shortly thereafter, she pulled away just slightly. "There... is that better, Lucy?" she asked her.
"One more time..." she whispered and pushed her lips to her's. Her lips were soft and she was enjoying them. Pulling away again slowly, her cheeks a bright red, she whispered to her asking "Patchouli, what have you done to me? I only just met, and I want to be near you more then anyone..." she held her in her arms cuddeling closer to her
Patchouli's cheeks were now completely red; she couldn't help but keep her vision focused on Lucy. "What have I done to you? I don't really know what I've done to you... This wasn't my intent, Lucy..." Of course, she wouldn't have changed it...
"Then what was your intent?" she hissed lightly, feeling a bit lead on now. Her eyes narrowed at Patchouli, pulling away from her she stood and looked down at her, vectors ready to dispose of her, she made her feel like a fool "What intent did you have? Was it part of a joke? Did you want to laugh? Well you know what? I'm not laughing." Lucy hissed at her, rage at it's boiling point, two of her four vectors rested on her neck about to squeeze the breath out of her.
"At first... all I wanted was for you to have someone who cared about you at all. But, if you don't want that... that's fine enough, but I should warn you about the possible consequences." But, for now, she wasn't going to say anything about this. She attempted to pull Lucy even closer. She was a bit irked by her failure to do so.
"I guess, though, I could remain this close to you, if you'd let me go."
"Why did you want to care about me? You don't even know me!" she growled holding her away from her with her vectors. She didn't want to be touched by her, now that she knew that she didn't even know what she was doing with this girl.
"Because no-one else will," she said, her voice soft. "Because no-one cared about me."
"How do you know that? I have other people who aren't here that care about me." pausing a moment, she felt herself wanting to give mercy to the girl. Snorting lightly she released her from her vectors
"Because you told me, Lucy." She approached even closer to the other, holding herself against her, and kissing her again. "You actually like this, though, don't you?" she asked.
"I don't recall telling you anything of that sort..." she snorted as looked away from her, but then she was captured by another kiss. "Tch. so what if I do?" she snorted lightly
She wasn't about to let go of Lucy, or let her forget, or let the red-eyed girl distract herself from what was going on. "Well, Lucy... you don't exactly seem to mind." She gave her another kiss, attempting to force her to keep her focus on this violet-eyed woman who now had her sights set on her.
A third kiss came, surprising Lucy even more. "I don't mind that though." she smirked admitting to her once the kiss was broken. Lucy placed another on her lips aa smirk forming on her lips when she did.
Patchouli smiled a little more as this kiss came. "Well," she said, "then, I guess we can stop this, can't we?" She held just as close, not prepared to let go any time soon. She felt a little warm, mind...
"Stop what? The kissing? No, I don't want it to stop." she said as she placed another kiss upon her lips, pulling away again, she ploped back onto the couch, tired from having such a long day.
"Oh, no," she said, "I mean these attempts to kill each other. I quite liked the kissing. I, too, want it to continue." She came near Lucy again.
"I guess so..." she rubbed the back of her head lightly, looking at her from the corner of her eye. Smirking again, she pulled her over to her "Than let's continue with that, shall we?" she asked her pulling her into her lap
"That's fine by me," Patchouli responded, her cheeks flushed a brilliant red. She gave Lucy another kiss on the lips. She hadn't expected such to happen, really, but nonetheless was quite pleased with these results.
Kissing her back, she slipped her arms around Patchouli, pulling her closer to her, as if they couldn't get any closer. One hand rubbed her back tenderly as the other moved up touching her cheek tenderly. Pulling back to get a breath of air, she kissed her again with more passion then she had before.
Patchouli's blush really could not have grown any deeper. She was quite pleased to see this proceeding as it was. She returned Lucy's kiss with just as much passion. Why was Lucy proceeding in such a way so quickly...?
Pulling away a moment, she looked at the purple eyes of the girl that she held so close to her, thinking if she let go, then she'd disappear. "I think I;ve lied. You're more then cute...you're beautiful..." she whispered to Patchouli
Patchouli smiled a little more. "Am I?" she asked, seeming almost innocent in her voice. "Thank you very much, Lucy. You are even more beautiful than I had imagined before, Lucy."
"heh. Thank you Patchouli..." she smiled brightly at her and then as it faded she gave her another kiss. Wisking her tongue across her lips, just to see how she would react to it.
Patchouli couldn't help but be taken a little aback by this behavior. "Isn't this rather sudden?" she asked, not minding at all. "Not that such is a problem." She began to return such behavior slightly.
Pulling away she said "If it's too soon, I can wait a while longer." lucy told her that she would actually wait for her to be ready. "I'll wait for you Patchy..." she gave her a nickname that she thought would fit her.
"I'm ready whenever you are," she said.
Blinking a moment, she titled her head to the side and asked "Are you sure?"
"I am," she said. "I hadn't expected you to want such so soon, but I don't mind at all."
Again, she didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. She smirked and said "You under estimanted me. I'll go all the way if you'd like, but I'll leave that up to you." Looking into the purple eyes that looked back at her red, she smiled a small tender smile
"Well... if you want to. I wouldn't mind at all." Actually, it sounded quite enjoyable to her.
"Only if you want. I don't want to force you or make you uncomfortable." she feared that she would leave her if she did
"You won't make me uncomfortable, so you don't have to worry about that, Lucy." She smiled a little. "I... actually, I would rather... enjoy it."
Hearing that made Lucy's smirk grow ten more sizes that day, "Would you? Then let's get to it." she placed a hungry kiss on her lips, pushing her down onto the couch, to be truthful this would be Lucy's first time, she was a bit nervous about the outcome of this.
Patchouli had done this often enough in the past, and she didn't mind if Lucy was uncertain, had never done this, however; she was sympathetic, and knew well enough that everyone had a first time. "Well, Lucy..." she spoke kind of softly, "will you need some assistance with removing your clothes?"
"I think I may need some help taking off this dress of your's." she admitted with a bit of a laugh, her cheeks a tinge of red. "Your dress if beautiful, but it's complicated..." she laughed lightly, putting her head on her shoulder. Laughing into it a bit, then planting a few kisses on it, nibbeling on one spot gently.
Patchouli, as well, laughed a little. "Don't worry, it's not that difficult... then, maybe it's less complicated to me because I've been wearing this throughout much of my life." She smiled and began to work on removing it somewhat. "I'm sure it won't be too difficult for you."
"Heh. I'll have to buy you a new dress, to make you look even more beautiful." she nipped along her shoulder blade, pulling the dress from her body slowly, once she had it off, using her vectors, she folded it and put it aside not to ruin it. Looking at her, seeing her in only panties and bra now made Lucy blush brightly and made her fill up with even more lust
Patchouli laughed a little. "That's very kind of you, Lucy," she responded. "I do appreciate such a gesture..." She began to undress Lucy, as well. She was quite overflowing with lust...
Pulling off her clothing that she still wore from the pleasantville curse, she threw them aside not caring about them. "I know it was. I didn't want to ruin your lovely dress." she whispered leaving more trails of kisses down her chest and stomach and then moving back up to her chest, her bra was still on, she didn't remove it just yet
"If you so desire," Patchouli responded as Lucy discarded the clothing from the Pleasantville curse, "I could find something similarly beautiful for you, Lucy." She kissed Lucy's neck, a hand wandering over her chest, soon approaching and remaining near her right breast.
Letting out a small moan, she rolled over so that Patchouli would be ontop. "Could you? That would be wonderful." she smirked lightly feeling her hands wander over her body and stop at her chest, Lucy's hands and vectors did the same, touching and caressing her body.
"Certainly I can," she said, taking a position on top again. She was quite delighted to feel Lucy's hands upon her. She allowed her other hand to wander now, as she returned to kissing Lucy's neck, becoming somewhat more aggressive.
Giving a few more soft moans, she couldn't speak right now all that left her lips were short moans or gasps. She used a vector to unclip her bra, putting it ontop of her dress. Reaching with one hand and squeezing her free breast. Next came her paties, pulling them off of her with her vector and placing them ontop of her bra and dress. Taking a good look at Patchouli's body, she managed to whisper "You have a beautiful body..."
"Thank you," she said, her voice rather soft, quite sexual in tone. "As do you." She began to slowly trail a few kisses down Lucy's chest.
Letting a moan escape from her lips feeling Patchy's lips trail down her chest, she squeezed her breast again. "Thank you..." she moaned just lightly in return. "patchy..."she moaned the others name, breaking the silence lightly, she pulled her closer to her and pressed her breasts against patchy's
Patchouli could feel the increasing pressure; her hands slid lower, one beginning to move between Lucy's legs. She moaned ever-so-slightly; she did quite love this increased pressure. She wanted to thank Lucy for choosing to do this with her, but she saw no reason; it was undoubtably implied.
Feeling a hand move lower caused Lucy to become even more excited and aroused. "patchouli..."she moaned her name again, and she heard a soft moan come from her as well which made her smirk wanting nothing more then to hear that again. One of her vectors moved between Patchouli's legs moving slowly up her inner thigh, and then it was pushed into her slowly.
Patchouli moaned softly once again. "Lucy..." She pushed two fingers into Lucy, at first rather slowly, calmly, somewhat carefully, but quickly building in intensity.
Feeling her tiny fingers move within her made Lucy moan a bit louder "Patchouli..." she pulled out the vector then pushed it back in hard and faster with each movement, two other vectors squeezed each of her breast, and the last one held Patchouli down ontop of Lucy. With her visible hands she pulled her face to her's and hungrily stole a kiss from her lips, her tongue moved into her mouth dancing with Patchouli's.
Patchouli moaned a little more, still rather soft. She loved how this felt and was quite astounded by how skilled Lucy was, for this being her first time. She added more intensity progressively, her other hand returning to Lucy's chest, squeezing her left breast.
Not being able to take it anymore, Lucy rolled herself ontop now. Looking down at her, smirking lightly whispering to her in a hushed tone "How does it feel?" her lips brushing against patchouli's as she spoke, licking at her lips lightly nibling on the lower on gently
"It feels wonderful," Patchouli said, again rather quietly, her actions somewhat mirroring Lucy's. "You're... quite magnificent, Lucy..."
Moaning a bit louder, she was able to fit a second vector inside her, both of them moving in and out of her at different times and at different speeds. "I'm glad you think that." she smirked widely at her, lips crushing against her's again. She felt herself nearing her climax.
Patchouli, as well, felt herself growing near her climax rather quickly. She applied further intensity to her motions. Her moans became significantly louder as Lucy progressed. "Lucy..." she spoke the other's name between moans. "So very close," she spoke rather quietly, nearly at whisper tone.
Moaning louder, she pulled her vectors out and slammed them in her at the same time for the last times before she felt herself come. Falling limply ontop of Patchouli, smirking tiredly "That...was fun...no?" she asked curiously running her hand through her purple hair pressing against her again.
Patchouli came not long after, removing her fingers quickly after, breathing rather quickly and heavily. She lied below Lucy. "It was," she said, her voice quiet but certainly audible. She held Lucy rather close, but it's not like she thought Lucy would leave any time soon.