<strong>Vercile V.</strong><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/BSzwfHb.jpg)</div><br/>"Damn this body..."<br/><br/>Vercile cursed under her breath between soft sighs an vivid moans, biting her lower lip as Lucy's fingers entrapped her nipple between them. This "Agreement" the two had for this sort of thing wasn't exactly a desirable situation, though it had kept Vercile from falling victim to her "own" desires when engaging with difficult marks. Her eyes closed and lips parted, breaths and pants slipping out while Lucy's groping with her dominating yet alluring voice pressed her into sexual arousal. Her face still buried under her arms, her dangling breasts both now taken within Lucy's perverted grip before the blonde felt fingertips venture down her fair skin between her legs.<br/><br/>"Ahh...haa."<br/><br/>The Fury's back arched with unconscious reaction to the fingers now pressing against her lower lips, her plump rear pressing back into the other girl's hips. The sensation was beyond words, a pleasure in ecstasy as her companion fondled and finger fucked her. Vercile remained within the same position, her partner's tight proximity aiding her in retaining a relative stand still besides her hips bucking now and then along side mixed feeling of trapping Lucy's hand between her legs. It'd caused her to slow down, but never fully stop, and of course the blonde continued to allow her to continue while her resistance buckled to the pleasure she gave. Within a minute, perhaps two, had the blonde in deep breaths and broad moans. Slowly pushing into squeals attempting to hold back the building up sensation, until finally a lengthy silent distorted breath and tightening of her thighs together indicated a subtle orgasm. Leaving her womanly juices melting down her legs and over her partner's fingers.<br/><br/>"*Huff....huff*...why....*huff*"<br/><br/>She cooed in a whisper, taking hefty breathes as her glazed eyes stared upon the shower floor. Standing too when she managed to regain some of her breath back, turning to face her partner giving her a serious disappointed stare. Cheeks flushed, lips parted still taking in slow breaths. The blonde combed her long wet locks back, leaning in with a great deal of hatred before pressing her lips on to Lucy's as if solidifying all the perverted ideas she'd whispered to get her to this point. Lucy could feel let alone see the shame and self hate that had built up from her words alone, let alone the "forced" orgasm. A sigh of grievous annoyance slipping past her lips with great energy, before she'd witness Vercile sink to her knees. Clasping her hands on her perfect hips, leaning in inch by inch until finally feeling her tongue mesh with her womanhood and carry on to lap up and down.