A/N I fully intend on doing a series of one-shots of some alternate pairings before I make the attempt to write for my personal favorite OTPs, but I've had this LoLu rattling around in my head for a few days now and I feel like I can't continue until I get it down in writing. So, sorry for throwing another LoLu at you, but I do hope you enjoy it! Reviews are always welcome! And as always, Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail. But I would be willing to take Loke off his hands… ;)
"Meet me at midnight by the pool at Fairy Tail. There's something important I need you to know."
Lucy studied the note closely, trying to figure out the handwriting, looking for a signature, anything that would help her figure out who sent it. The note had been tucked into the edge of her door when she came back from her mission earlier that day.
After stopping at the guild to check in with Mira, and dumping Natsu off to recover from his motion sickness, she had finally made it home, only to discover this note waiting for her. There was no date but she had to assume the writer had meant tonight. Intrigued but wary, she set the note on the kitchen table before heading for her bedroom.
"Exhaustion comes first," she decided as she threw her bag on her bed. "I'll deal with this note later." That decided, she stripped off her dusty clothes and waltzed into the bathroom for a soak in her favorite bubble soap.
Over an hour later the steam had dissipated and the bubbles had dissolved, so Lucy reluctantly drained the tub, missing the warmth already. After smoothing on her favorite vanilla lotion and running a comb through her hair, she left the bathroom and threw on her favorite black skirt and pink tank top before curling up on her bed and tumbling into sleep.
It was dark outside when she awoke, disheveled, sleep-fuzzed and starving. Stumbling to the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she dug through the cabinets until she found a half-eaten bag of potato chips. Shoving them mechanically into her mouth, she allowed her eyes to wander sleepily around the kitchen until they lit upon the note she'd found earlier. Meet me at midnight…
"Well, it's Fairy Tail. I'm sure it's someone I know. But who could have left it?" she mumbled to herself as she popped another chip in her mouth. Glancing at the clock, she saw it was already half past eleven. Realizing she'd slept for the better part of the day and that trying to go back to sleep would be useless, Lucy set the chips down on the counter and grabbed the note from the table before running to slip on some sandals. "Might as well go see what whoever-it-is wants." Making sure she had her keys securely at her waist, she took off into the night. Halfway down the street, however, she realized she hadn't grabbed her coat, or even put a bra on after her nap. For a moment, indecision froze her in place. Should she go back? Did she have enough time? She hated to be late…. Finally, she just shrugged to herself. "It's not like half the guild hasn't seen me practically naked before anyway," she chuckled as she took off at a jog in the direction of the guild hall.
The building was deserted when she descended the stairs to the pool level just before midnight. The lights under the water added an ethereal glow to the gloom and the softly lapping water echoed loudly in the silent building.
"Hello?" she called out quietly. No reason to invite trouble, just in case… she thought as she reached the final stair. "Is anyone here?"
Still there was only silence. She padded slowly around the edge of the huge pool, brown eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. Suddenly music seemed to slide out of the darkness. After a moment of frozen terror, Lucy realized someone must have activated the music lacrima scattered throughout the pool area. "Well that means somebody is here," she muttered as she pounded on her chest, trying to restart her heart.
"Sorry if I scared you, hime-sama," a low voice whispered in her ear. This time, Lucy jumped and skittered backwards, only discovering she was out of space when her foot hit empty air and she tumbled backward into the pool.
Loke watched with amusement as Lucy's head broke the surface of the water and she spluttered and splashed, flailing her way back to the edge of the pool. Detaching himself from the shadow of the pillar he leaned against, he made his way to the pool side and kneeled next to it, meeting his master's flashing eyes.
"Loke! What the hell?" she spat as she grabbed the lip of the pool. Pushing her sopping hair back from her face, she glared up at him. "Are you TRYING to give me a heartattack?!"
Biting the inside of his cheek to keep his devilish smirk hidden, he reached down and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before dragging the tip of his forefinger along her jawline. This time, he couldn't suppress the smile as her pupils dilated and her breathing hitched at his touch.
"My apologies, hime-sama. I thought you looked stressed lately so I thought a nice quiet swim at night would help relax you."
Grumbling, Lucy heaved herself out of the pool and Loke took the opportunity to stare greedily at the tops of her large breasts which were spilling out of the top of her soaked pink tank top. He doubted anyone would disagree with the assertion that his master had an amazing body. Creamy skin, beautiful bouncy breasts that would more than fill a man's palm, a narrow waist that invited exploration and legs for days. He had been planning this night for a long time, and here she was, falling perfectly in line with his plan.
As she managed to wriggle back onto the edge of the pool, Loke stood and offered her a hand. Somewhat testily she took it and pulled herself upright, meeting his eye once again. "I can't say I approve of your methods but the thought was certainly nice enough. Thank you for worrying about me, Loke, but I'm really ok. Now, I'm going to go home and change." She turned to go, but stopped short as he caught her hand, twining his fingers through hers. He could hear her breathing stutter as he ran his thumb along the back of her hand, slowly tugging her back towards him and turning her to meet his gaze.
"Why, hime-sama? What's wrong with what you're wearing now?" he teased as she looked warily up at him.
"As if you haven't noticed, I'm soaked through thanks to you scaring me right into the pool," she replied evenly, though he could see her pulse pounding in her throat as she tilted her head back slightly to meet his eye. "I can't go around wet."
"Hmmm, I think that's something we can disagree on, hime-sama," he all but purred as he stepped close to her, crowding into her space. Having discarded his typical suit jacket earlier, he could easily feel her peaked nipples through her shirt as he pressed his chest to hers. "But if wet clothes are something that bothers you, I think I have a solution."
"Oh?" Lucy breathed the syllable softly, trying to take a step back but coming up against a strong arm barred across her lower back.
"Mm-hmm…but I have to ask, do you trust me, Lucy?"
Her brown eyes met his hazel ones and she replied with no hesitation, "Absolutely."
Loke's smile grew positively evil. "I had hoped you'd say that, hime-sama," he whispered against her ear as he grabbed the bottom of her wet tank top and pulled it up over her head and flung it aside in one fluid motion.