With Lucy

Lucy was enjoying her exploration of the Shamballa Every corner of the town seemed to be brimming with something new. She had strolled through the town square which was adorned with a massive fountain, and seeing how many were splashing and playing in it, took a moment to bath her tired feet in the cool waters before moving on. She then rounded a building to find another open plaza with lanterns magically hanging in the air. It was truly breathtaking in the dusk light. Then she noticed the plaza was packed with street performers. From acrobats to snake charmers to fortune tellers and more, the place was teeming with a cavalcade of entertainment. For a moment, Lucy just stood there taking it in.

That's when she heard it.

The soft, sweet call of a flute. Standing out from all the other noise in the square. A melody that had a relaxed energy to it and the more she listened, the more she became enamored by what she heard. The way it hung on such lovely, high notes, soaring effortlessly above the rest of the clatter in the square. The way that pitch cut through everything else, as if it demanded her full attention, before playfully dipping back down with a trill that sent shivers up her spine. And then it slowed to a pulse, that seemed to resonate within her own body, leaving the mage's heart beating fast with anticipation, longing for the melody to continue on indefinitely. In fact her whole body began to react to this longing. She began to feel hot and her clothes seemed to be getting tighter. The music was so intoxicating, she almost didn't notice her hands had begun massaging the inside of her thighs.

The blonde mage gave a faint yelp as she caught herself. What was she doing? Was she really about to rub one out in public? But the music swelled and the notes flooded her ears, coaxing her to keep going, and she stopped worrying. She only focused on feeling good. She couldn't resist the heat building up between her legs. The burning desire was eating her up, she needed a release. She quickly spied a narrow, and rather empty looking, alley and dipped into it, hoping for some privacy.

In the cramped space, the sonnet seemed to echo and reverberate all around her, only amplifying the heat that continued to build within her and melting away her inhibitions. It was so hard to think. All she could think about was; how horny she was, how badly she needed to find release, how good it would she'd feel if she just gave in. She couldn't take it anymore. The key user reached up underneath her blouse to begin kneading her breasts with one of her hands, unable to suppress a moan from how tender her nipples already were when she gave one a pinch. With her other hand, she reached down, snaking past her panties to begin fingering her already leaking pussy. She pulled her fingers out out and gave them a lick. The blonde blushed as she savored the taste of herself, not even pausing to contemplate that normally she'd never do such a thing, before returning to stroking herself.

Lucy could feel herself getting lost in the music, like she was being swallowed up by it. But she didn't care. She continued to fondle her tits with passion and rub her womanhood longingly. She had lost track of time. She had no idea how long she'd been stroking herself, or much- or how loudly- she was moaning in that alley. The flute played on endlessly and that was all she could focus on. Her hands were in synch with the music, fingers dancing to the rhythm as they slid in and out of her. When the flute made a sharp trill, Lucy gasped as a jolt of pleasure shot through her body. She was getting so close. The melody began to intensify, going higher and higher. The tempo going faster and faster. Lucy was masturbating furiously now, matching it. Her breath ragged, her whole body trembling, anticipating the climax.

The music surged into a crescendo, a note so pure and beautiful that it threw Lucy into sexual bliss. She penetrated herself even deeper and arched her back as she came hard, squirting onto the adjacent wall. She let out a cry of delight as her legs gave out, her pussy still quivering, barely conscious from the overwhelming pleasure. She sat there panting, her resistance drained, her mind emptied of all thoughts. All that was left was clay waiting to be molded.

A new song began to play. Lucy listened. She was a sponge and she absorbed this new sound as it filled her ears. It was almost as if this new song was speaking to her, and she knew she had to obey. She would obey. Her eyes turned glassy and vacant as she opened her mind to the subliminal commands of the melody. She stood up. The music wanted her to dance. But there was not enough space in the narrow alley. She shimmied her way back out into the square. The music seemed louder out here, the rest of the noise in the plaza had become muted. Lucy didn't notice anything but the song, and it commanded her to dance. Lucy would obey.

She began to sway in time with the song, rolling her hips effortlessly. She stepped and leapt to the rhythm, paying no mind to the juices still trickling down her legs. She raised her hands up above her head as she gave a twirl, not caring about all the eyes that were quickly turning on her. The pulse of the song pulled her along and she wove her way through the crowd as she danced towards the source of these beautiful notes. The music was so mesmerizing, so compelling, Lucy had to obey-

"Lucy, there you are!"

A hand grabbed Lucy's shoulder. The sudden contact was jarring. Lucy blinked and she was back to her senses. She looked over to see a pair of familiar brown eyes staring back.

"Erza?" The blonde exclaimed, visibly confused. "When did you get here?"

"We've been looking all over for you," the red head answered. "We were supposed to rendezvous with the other girls half an hour ago. Remember?"

"Oh."

Lucy didn't know how to react. She had completely lost track of time. She glanced at the sky to see the sun had already set. How could that've happened?

"Sorry, for interrupting your dance. You are quite talented and looked like you were enjoying yourself. It was quite the display."

"Wait-I was dancing just now?" Lucy asked with a blush.

"Got lost in the moment did you?" Erza responded with a chuckle.

She didn't remember dancing. She just remember hearing a pretty song. She tried to listen to it, but it was gone, all she heard was the chatter of the plaza. Lucy was very confused.

"I....I guess I did."

"Well you can tell us all about it in a bit."

Not wasting anymore time, Erza took her hand and led the bewildered Lucy away. At the far edge of the plaza, a man was scowling as they left. The musician who had been so close to luring Lucy to him gritted his teeth over his missed opportunity.