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Hey... Has anyone ever NOT opened up a letter they got in the mail? You know the kind I mean...

And, hey, Yuna. Guy. Someone around my age. Take me out to the roller rink? I wanna be a stupid teenager for a while.

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[Marisa is sitting on her front stoop. She has a bottle of Coke open next to her and she's twirling an envelope between her fingers. There's a school textbook open in her lap, but she's not exactly paying attention to it as she stares off into space. Be neighborly! Step on up and say hi!]

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-And it felt amazing to have the witch lavish such attention on her. In the back of Patchy's mind, she knew her body could be viewed as... erotic. For some. But for her, until Marisa had come along, she'd never really thought of herself as anything but pudgy.-

[There was just something about having something to hold onto, something she didn't have herself, that made Marisa find Patchouli's body so damn sexy. And she basked in her girlfriend's chest a moment longer before breathing her in and resuming her quest to make Patchouli cry out in ecstasy.

Which meant taking a nipple into her mouth while her hands slid down so that her hands moved between bloomers and skin, rubbing the curve of Patchy's butt. Marisa kinda liked it. No, she really liked it.]

-And so did Patchouli. The way her body moved, the way her voice peaked. She could not want Marisa more. She was impossibly aroused.-

[One hand moved down, trying to reach, but no... no... that wasn't a good angle. Marisa needed to bring her hand around, between them and-- There. Theeeeeeere.]

Gods, you're so wet. Makes me wanna touch you even more...

[And she did, teasing Patchouli's entrance during passes of fingers over that most intimate of places.]

-Perhaps it was the way Marisa had said it, but Patchouli ducked her face away, red as a tomato, though her voice betrayed her. It was all still new to her that the reactions were still plentiful and quite loud.-

[With those words said and a grin at Patchouli's reaction, Marisa silenced herself with attention to the ample skin before her. And then she slowly, carefully started to press a finger inside.

She remembered how this was for her and was going to see if she could make it a bit easier for Patchy.]

-She let out another sharp moan, her body stiffening at the penetration. Oh, oh it felt so good. Her voice immediately begged for more.-

Please... Please...

[It was an indescribable feeling, being inside Patchouli like this. Just feeling the heat and the tightness made Marisa's breathing increase and she turned her head, resting her cheek and ear on Patchouli's chest.

Listening to the youkai's heartbeat, Marisa continued to slide her finger in before slowly reversing its direction. She never took it all the way out before moving it back inside. And then she raised her head to capture Patchy's lips without stopping her hand; she wanted to swallow those moans.]

-She'd have a whole feast of them to take. Patchouli's voice, her body, her heart, all of it was reacting so strongly. Even more so than the first time. Probably because she was realizing now, quite fully, just how wonderful it all was. She had to slow herself down some, but the spirit was very much there.-

[There was something about the way they were sitting, with Patchouli in her lap clinging to her, that just let Marisa feel every reaction her touch was causing. When she felt Patchouli was ready, she tried to add a second finger.]

-Which made her cling even tighter and moan even louder. She felt so stretched. Her walls gripped the fingers inside of her incredibly tightly, wanting to feel every last sensation.-

Beautiful... Gods, so beautiful... I love you, Patchy.

[Marisa breathlessly whispered those words into Patchouli's ear as she broke the kiss and rest her cheek against the other girls. She moved her fingers faster, sliding them in and out. Once, she took them all the way out to rub against Patchy's clit before sliding back inside.]

-Patchouli could only pant, moan, gasp, beg. She had no more words to offer Marisa. Her body was close. So so close. She clung to Marisa, desperate for that release.-

[Even as inexperienced as they were, Marisa could tell when Patchouli was reaching her limit. And it made the witch want to give her that pleasure all the more. She curled her fingers and shifted her thumb so it would brush against that sensitive spot with each thrust.]

You're everything to me. I wanna hear you, feel you come... Cry out for me, love.

-Marisa got exactly as she wished. With one last cry, Patchouli's hips shook erratically and her entire body tremored with the power of the orgasm. It lasted a brief moment before she collapsed against the witch, panting.-

[Freeing her hand, Marisa wrapped her arms about Patchouli and held her tight. One hand ran through Patchouli's sweat-damp hair and the witch kissed her cheek.]

You're amazing, my love.

I love you so much... I love you, Marisa... -The magician tiredly clung to her witch, her body tired and tingly and all kinds of happy.-

[With a little wave of her hand, Marisa levitated Patchouli's shawl up to her so she could drape it over Patchy's nearly naked body for warmth.]

My favorite words to hear~

Mm... Do you mind napping in here with me? For a little while, at least...

Edited 2011-12-18 05:36 (UTC)

Guess I wore you out, ze. [Patchouli gets a nuzzle.] I'd love to be your pillow.

Mm... Yes. But let us move to a bed, hmm?

Aright. Gonna... pick you up now. [There! She gave fair warning before scooping Patchouli up in her arms.]

-And Marisa was happily, if lazily, clung to.-

[The witch grinned and found the closest bed. She laid Patchouli down gently, kissing her as she did, before joining her.]

Ready for pillow duty!

-Patchouli gave a content chuckle snuggling right up and resting her head against the witch's shoulder.-

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