“What the hell are you doing Lucy?” Dalque asked as she picked her nose with her pinky finger.
“Meditating Dalk.” Lucretia whispered as she sat cross-legged on the floor with her eyes close.
“Looks boring.” Dalk grunted as the dark skinned girl flicked a booger in a foreign direction.
“Dalk, everything that doesn’t involve strength or power is boring to you.” The pale-haired girl moaned as she took a deep breath and slowly released it.
“Yeah, you know me; I get a real fuckin' hard-on from smashing shit.” Dalk grabbed her crotch roughly as Lucretia just shook her head.
“If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were a boy Ducky.” Lucretia smiled as Dalque gritted her teeth.
“Don’t call me that!” Dalk pointed threatening at the peaceful girl.
“What’s that Ducky? Tomboy likes to touch himself?” Lucy provoked the girl even more as she quickly yanked the rug under the angered girl’s feet. Her geass “The Land” wasn’t the strongest or the most powerful, but it did have its benefits. Dalk hit the floor with a light thud as Lucretia jumped on top of her.
“Now, submit to the frog god!” The pale eyed girl struck her tongue out and started dotting Dalk’s face with her wet member.
“Ahhh, Lucy! haha STOP IT!” Dalk struggled playfully as she let Lucretia have her fun. Lucy rarely smiled and very rarely touched others. Anti-societal was her major fault but Dalk had a way about her. She was physical, rude and a bit of an idiot, all muscle and no brains.
“Ohhh I’m going to fuckin’ burst you.” Dalk yelled gleefully as she forced the other girl up and over. Pinned, Lucretia’s face slowly frowned as Dalk pouted.
“You’re no fun Lucy.” Dalk moaned as she lower her face beside pale-haired girl’s head.
“I’m so horny… Please me, Frog god.” Dalk nipped the calm girl’s ear. Lucretia body trembled only slightly as she couldn’t remember the last time is had pleasured herself and now her teammate wanted…
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Lucretia’s bored tone made Dalque clinch on the inside as it showed her disinterest in whatever she was doing, anything from piloting her knightmare to polite conversation.
“Come on Lucretia, don’t you feel it? The burning inside that can only be given to you by another.” Dalk breath strained as she started grinding her crotch into her fellow pilot’s thigh.
“Dalque, stop now.” Lucy ordered as she tired to move, Dalk didn’t give a inch her Geass “The Power” filled in for her small stature, her C.C. tissue-infused body reacted wildly to the sharp excitement she was causing herself.
“So Selfish…”
“No, I’ll only be a second.” Dalk closed her eyes as she focused back to watching Lucretia meditating. She had been playing with herself only moments before talking to the boring girl. Dalk grinned as her mind went into overdrive, stripping the girl down as she bounced her throbbing clit into Lucy’s tight thigh.
“I’m so wet Lucretia, I’m…” Grunted the dark-skinned as she threw her head back. Sudden Lucy felt as strange wetness soaking into her track-pants. Dalk’s panting was only heard for a moment as she swayed forward and leaned into her friend and pilot.
“You were great.” Dalk’s lustful eyes dawned on Lucretia’s face as the girl’s pale eyes rolled back in disbelieve.
“Get off me pervert.” Lucretia was serious now as Dalk just giggled, enjoying the feeling between her legs.
“You want to do me now?” Dalk teased as she licked Lucy’s face.
“Damn you Dalk!” Rage, another one of Lucretia’s rare emotions burst forward. Dalk moaned hotly as she wanted to shut this girl up with a deep kiss, when a throat cleared itself from behind the two girls.
“Are you about done Dalk? You can see she not interested right?” It was Sancia, the captain of the “Irregulars” and just as boring as Lucretia.
“How do you know?” Dalk stared at the older woman as she continued to tongue Lucy’s face.
“My “Order” says so, now knock it off we have to train.” Sancia demanded as Dalk slowly got up.
“You both are boring me anyway, I’m outta here.” Dalk stalked off as she said something rude in her native language and disappeared. Sancia stepped forward and helped her teammate up.
“Did she hurt you?” Sancia asked with pure concern as she knew Dalk’s strength was nothing to sneer at.
“No, just being a major prev again.” Lucretia said lightly as she looked up into Sancia’s dark eyes.
“That’s good to hear… Lover.” The dark haired woman kissed the younger girl deeply as their tongues gouged the others mouth.
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