Lights flashed and music boomed through the guild. Although regular parties at Fairy Tail were outrageous, this was different. Neighbouring guilds had visited after the GMG's and dragons were beat, to party and the Fairies did it best. Lucy looked out at the scene. Cana was challenging Jura and Kagura to a drinking contest. Natsu threw Gray onto Gajeel causing the iron slayer to join in, and soon many others joined, the small fight becoming a massive brawl. That was cut short, however, when War Cry was shoved into Erza's cake. Lucy flinched at the redhead's rage.

Looking to the last of them, Lucy allowed a sigh leave her. Halfway across the guild was Lyon, fawning over Juvia. Placing her chin in her hand, she let her thoughts wander. 'Why won't she just say yes? I mean look at the man, Juvia! His chiselled face, toned arms, muscled chest and torso. Mavis, I could just imagine what he looks underneath those pants.' Shaking her head, Lucy wondered if the man would ever get over the blue-haired woman and look for someone else. Turning back to the back, Lucy let out an 'eep!' as she found herself way to close with the barmaid's face. She did not fail to notice the glint in her eyes, either.

"So Lucy," Mira said, polishing an already clean glass. "Any reason as to why you were staring at Mr. Vastia?"

Lucy swirled her straw around the glass. "Yeah, I just don't know why Juvia won't take him." She muttered.

Raising a brow, Mira put down the glass and placed her elbows on the counter. "Why do you say that?"

"I mean look at him! How can you just ignore and say no to that? If it was me, I'd jump for that chance and ask him to take me home." Lucy said, raising her arms exasperatedly. Giggling at the blonde, Mira rushed to the other end of the bar for an order before returning to Lucy, who was currently ranting to herself.

"I mean how? Why focus on a man that ignores you when the one that wants you is practically all over you? Why not have some fun?" Muttering, Lucy didn't notice Mira's return, so she was shocked when someone tapped her arm. Whipping her head up, she found the giggling barmaid looking behind her. Following her sight, Lucy watched as Lyon seemingly gave up on Juvia and was currently walking to the bar. Watching him, she appraised the clothing he wore.

A black long sleeve clung tightly to his torso and arms. Grey jeans were on his long, powerful legs until the were stopped at black combat boots. Lucy's mouth watered at the sight he made. Finally getting to the bar, he nodded at the women in greeting and took a seat next to Lucy, ordering a beer. Bringing the mug to his lips, he hid a smirk as he looked over Lucy, knowing she had done this to him only moments before.

She wore her hair down, instead of the usual side ponytail. A red tank top was stuck to her like a second skin, leaving nothing to his imagination and blue torn skinny jeans only emphasised her full hips and mile long legs.

"Mira, can I get a vodka on the rocks?" Lucy asked. Getting a nod, Lucy promptly ignored the wink Mira sent her before sashaying away to get her drink. Coming back, Mira placed the glass in front of Lucy before going back to orders. Taking a sip, Lucy sighed in happiness. "So Lyon, what happened with Juvia?" She asked.

Shrugging, he put his beer down. "I just suddenly got disinterested. It's quite obvious she won't say yes."

Lucy's eyes widened at his words. 'No more Juvia? Then that means...' Her lips tilted upwards slightly at the thought. "So..." She began. "Why did you become uninterested?" She questioned.

Lyon's eyes met hers and a grin settled on his face. "I got fed up with being rejected." Was all that was said.

"I see. So what you're implying is that you want some fun?" Lucy asked, sliding an inch closer to him on her stool.

"Exactly. I'm glad you get it, no one else would." He said, smiling and unconsciously loosing his shirt.

Rolling her eyes, Lucy bent down to pick it up off the floor. Folding it, she placed it on the counter in between them allowing him to get himself, yet all he did was shrug and drink his beer. Inwardly cheering, Lucy's eyes roamed the expanse of skin. Scars littered him but it came with the job of being a mage, and for her scars were a total turn-on. Seeing the smirk tug his lips, Lucy met his eyes and was pleasantly surprised to find hot desire swimming in them as he gazed at her. Her body coming to life, Lucy decided enough was enough. She was getting some action tonight.

"You know that 'fun' I mentioned?" She asked, her voice just above a whisper and contained the want she had.

Eyes draw to her lips, Lyon liked his own with a nod.

Thighs now rubbing together as she watched him, she continued. "What about me?"

Gazes clashing, Lyon smirked and began standing. Grabbing her arm, he dragged the willing blonde to the doors. Looking back to her, he muttered something only loud enough for her to hear before she was the one dragging him to her place, giggling.

"As if my pants weren't tight enough."


So I thought, what the hell I'll write it tonight. So here's my promised one-shot!

:* Love you