I don't own Fairy Tail or the Pradesh family characters used in this story. Hiro Mashima and Desna are those brilliant minds. Don't own the photo either.

Adult Bedtime Story

This is a story about Zen. There are other names he's gone by that are known only to few; Little Angel, Zenny, Ginger Snap, Duckling…The list goes on and on when you're an innocent little baby surrounded by people who love you. People always get more creative the more beautiful the child and Zen was incredibly beautiful. He was born with a head full of the darkest black locks you could imagine. Like the very light in the room just couldn't reach it no matter how direct or bright. His parents were almost upset that as he got older it lightened into a deep mahogany with hints of golden highlights similar to his mother's but, as with all babies, their appearances change and his parents loved him just the same. He got his eyes from his father's father – deep purple with flecks of gold you could only see if the light caught them just right. With his chubby baby cheeks and easily inspired gummy smile people instantly fell under his already present Pradesh charm. He was a curious even-tempered child from the very beginning and it was a trait that followed him throughout his life. Probably the most unique thing about Zen was that he was born with two black marks on his back. Dark like a fresh tattoo, they curved along the outside edge of his shoulder blades. These marks were not only unexpected when he was born but they signified an ancient magic thought lost to the people on Earthland for over 800 years. He was born with Archangel Magic named after the large seraphim type wings that would appear on his back right where his tattoos lay if he willed them. Yes, from the very beginning he was a very special child and not only to just his parents, like most children are, but to the world at large. But that is another story about Zen, The Dark Eagle.

This story is about Zen, just Zen, after his great adventure to save Earthland from the Great Evil that lay in The North but just as significant to him all the same. This is the story about how he met the love of his life - his soulmate.

It was an early winter day almost a year to the day after his great adventure finished. He was in a land called Minstrel where many young people like him came to learn and study about all kinds of things like why the sky is blue or how people stay on the ground instead of floating off into space. They could learn languages, history, geology, biology, calculus, trigonometry, anything you can think of even magic!

Zen was very excited to be studying there for the next couple years. His life before his great adventure was spent almost always underground in some way, shape or form and when he was outside he had to fight animals and monsters to stay alive. People too! You see, he'd been stolen away from his loving family by the Great Evil in The North when he was only 1 year old. He was kept in chains and hungry so the Great Evil could control him. The Great Evil even kept him ignorant of everything except how to fight and kill to stay alive so it could sneer and mock his stupidity while it secretly craved his power and beauty. It was torture to such a bright and curious little boy but he not only survived but triumphed over the Great Evil in the end and left The North to return to his beloved and longed for family.

Oh dear! I've gone off on different story! Well, suffice it to say Zen was very happy to find himself in Minstrel around people his age with the world of knowledge at his fingertips.

It was while he headed home from class that day that fate acted in a very interesting way.

ABS

Zen looked down at his new watch his father had given him before he'd boarded the airship headed for Minstrel almost 4 months ago. It was a matte black wrist watch with a blank face. In order to read the time you had to channel some magic into it then elegantly scripted numbers would float up from the watch indicating the time. It was 15:27 exactly. Sighing Zen changed his route to stop by his favorite pizza place to pick up a slice to hold him over until dinner. It was earlier than he'd thought it would be. Usually his class ended at 16:00 but his professor had been called away to an emergency and let the group of five young adults go for the day. Everyone else had been excited to leave class early that but Zen was here to learn and that was his favorite class so he was than enthused. It was a study of cultures from various countries and how they shaped the current laws in their respective lands. Spending all of his life until a year ago knowing only the realities of surviving the gladiator pits in Pergrande left his knowledge of Earthland in general very lacking and he hated not knowing things that everyone took for granted. There was only one week left in the term before he went back home for the holidays and he was not exactly thrilled he lost more than a half hour of his professor's time to whatever drama was playing out in their life.

Turning the corner to duck into the alleyway that acted as a short cut to Michelangelo's Zen stopped short when he saw five men waiting there in front of him, three more circling around behind him. That made eight men in total each armed with either a magic gun or sword and he highly doubted even with their numbers they were a match for him. He'd spent more than 14 years of his life fighting stronger deadlier foes and was not impressed by their attempts to intimidate. Zen crossed his arms over his broad chest waiting for the leader to state his peace so he could move on and get some food hopefully making up for the sour turn his day had taken; he was starting to get very hungry.

"Hand over your wallet and that nice watch and we'll let you pass," the tall gruff man standing right in front of him said. He was obviously the leader of the little ragtag thug group and did not scare the ex-Pergrandian gladiator even slightly.

"No, please move." It was said politely enough but the wannabe gang just laughed at him.

"It wasn't a request. Now hand over the goods before I have to hurt your pretty little – WAAHHH!" the man scream as the ground suddenly disappeared out from underneath him. Zen looked at the randomly formed hole in the ground questioningly.

"Careful he's a mage – OOFPH!" one of the men behind him called. Turning to see what happened to this one Zen was surprised to see this guy crumped at the base of the brick wall on his left. Zen was a mage, a very powerful mage, but so far he'd yet to act waiting for the fools to attack him first since he didn't care for needless violence. Turns out someone else took exception to these men's behavior saving him the trouble and left the archangel mage to just watch the events play out with keen interest.

"What the heeeeell!" another man screamed before he was falling down another mysterious hole. That was when she arrived dropping from the rooftops blue flowing whip snaking around the five remaining bandits as if it was alive. With a simple flick of her wrist the thugs were suddenly 20 feet high and another flick had them careening to the ground effectively knocking them out cold.

Zen was speechless. He came for Bosco, spent 9 months there surrounded by strong independent beautiful women. Many walked around in traditional veil outfits during the heat of the humid summer and those did cover much. They looked like bikinis with sheer floating fabric that suggested they were sleeves and pant legs more than functioned. He was by now used to seeing women kick some serious ass wearing even less than this woman so that was not why he was standing there frozen like an idiot, eyes almost bugging out at the blond before him. She was petite, maybe reached just under his armpits, with honey blond hair wrapped in two buns high on either side of her head. Her single leg low rise black pants emphasized her long legs and deliciously wide hips while the cow printed bikini top barely covered anything of her very large yet perky breasts. She was sexy as hell standing there with the baring on a queen! But what really had him all of out of sorts were large bright milk chocolate brown eyes. They reminded him of an innocent harmless doe but held a fierce protective light as if she was a lioness protecting her cubs.

He'd had plenty of women before, even when he was a slave. Had been trained by several Sudepah simultaneously after gaining his freedom, but none of them had his cock twitching with desire at first sight! Hell, it wasn't uncommon for him to have one or two of the Sudepah tapping out in pleasure before he had any kind of physical reaction to the instructors at all. Sure they might not be used to training a 25 year old incredibly fit man and healthy man but still, it took four of them usually to get through a single lesson. All this woman had to do was drop down next to him and smile that victorious little smirk as her foes lay unconscious at her feet. That was a fucking first. Gods maybe getting out of class early had been a very good thing today after all.

"Punishment time Princess?" a woman with bubblegum pink short hair dressed up in a traditional maid uniform popped up from the ground right next to the blond dropping the two unconscious men at her feet. The scene somewhat reminded Zen of a domesticated cat offering its master its kill. The feline behavior signified love and care since that was something a cat would only do for their surrogate family but…she looked human…and was questioning if she was going to be punished for helping? Now that was not something Zen enjoyed and he did not need another sadistic princess wanting to use his body for their twisted brand of fun. Before he could turn away disappointed in this beautiful creature's personality he caught the lightest blush dusting her face right before she face palmed.

"Virgo, how many times do I have to say no?" The pleading and embarrassment were evident in her voice and, oddly enough, Zen was relieved by her response. "Can you please just fill in your holes and tie them up? I'll call Taurus and the three of us can carry them to the local police."

"As you wish Princess." Virgo bowed and went straight to work.

"Sorry about that," the mystery woman faced him now. "These guys didn't give you any trouble did they?" Lucy knew it was a stupid question. She'd been tracking these hooligans for about an hour before catching up to them and saw the entire scene but she just didn't know what else to say. The man in front of her might as well be a god he was so gorgeous. He was tall, probably around the same height as Bickslow back at Fairy Tail or maybe a little taller. He was heavily muscled and build exuding male strength just like Cristoff or Laxus. His skin was like caramel and his mid shoulder length hair looked so soft she couldn't help having the urge to run her fingers through it freeing it from its tie. His deep purple eyes were filled with humor though the rest of his face was an indecipherable emotionless mask. Gods it's been too long since she'd found anyone that struck her fancy like this man did, months before she went off across Ishgar in search of Aquarius' key. That means she's not been laid for…shit, 10 months!

"They had not," he answered simply, his deep baritone voice made her knees weak.

"All ready Princess," Virgo cut in again and Lucy screamed internally at her being a huge cock block right now only to see an answering twinkle in the spirit's eyes. Lucy had long since mastered the telepathic connection to speak with her spirits mentally so Virgo had heard her internal monologue about this man and intentionally interrupted her attempt at starting a conversation. Loke chuckled through their mental link adding you only hope he's huge. It didn't take a genius to know he winked at the end of that nugget of perverted wisdom smirking like the big feline he is.

"Thank you Virgo," Lucy said overly cheerful almost reconsidering Virgo's need for punishment. If she wouldn't enjoy it so much it would have been a viable option. "So, ummm…I'm Lucy," she chirped awkwardly and a little bit louder than she would have liked as she offered her hand out in greeting nervously.

Zen's eyes narrowed slightly but instead of shaking hands he pulled her towards him by her proffered appendage and kissed the inside of her wrist. "Zen…Princess." The blush was back in full force across Lucy's cheeks and a smile finally graced his full lips. Lucy swore her panties were soaked through from that expression alone.

Suddenly two poofs went off behind the blond who seemed unconcerned and Zen wasn't sure if it was because of him or because they were actually a non-threat. A large bull in a speedo with a huge axe and a man with a wild mane of orange hair, blue shades and a well-tailored black suit now stood on either side of the woman whose hand he had still not returned.

"Miss Luuuucy, I wanted to protect your hot boooooody!" the large bull whined while the man in the suit pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Your knight in shining armor is here to handle these nuisances beautiful," Loke announced dramatically with all his usual flourish and fanfare. Adding quietly in her ear as he turned toward the pile of men Virgo had already trussed up, "You can thank me later."

Lucy nodded to her spirit, eyes still locked on the Adonis in front of her. Zen watched them walk away using his peripheral vision. "Celestial Spirit Magic?" his voice was huskier than he'd anticipated. Just that simple kiss and her reaction had him thinking all sorts of naughty things to try with the woman in front of him.

"Yes, my spirits can be quite…interesting." Zen watched her eyes go soft as an indulgent smile graced her features. Another very good sign to his previously enslaved self. He didn't know much about her magic since White Sea hadn't had any mages that used it, just that many of her type used the spirits they summon as tools, slaves in a way, and he would never willingly choose to even interact with people like them.

Pulling her body closer he leaned down letting his breath fan over her skin with his next question. "You on a job?" A delightful little shiver ran down her spin and Zen knew he had her.

"Not a real one," Lucy tried to explain. It was getting incredibly difficult to focus on thinking clearly enough to speak when her heart was thrumming rapidly and stomach fluttered with an over-abundance of butterflies. "The mayor has something I've been looking for so we made a deal. I clear out the theft ring, he gives me the k-k-k-key," she stuttered as Zen's large warm hands slid up the bare skin of her sides. They were calloused and she could only guess how strong they were as they left her skin burning wherever they passed.

"Hmmm," Zen almost purred as her ran his nose up her slender neck.

There were so many things Lucy wanted to know about this mystery man who was playing her body like a master musician with only feather like caresses. Where was he from? What did he do? Was he seeing anyone? Would he mind terribly fathering her 33 babies? But the only thing that came out was, "Do you live nearby?"

Zen smiled into her neck before placing an open mouthed kiss right over her pulse point. It beat wildly against his lips and only fluttered more wildly as he fully enclosed his arms around her small frame. "Hold on," he whispered almost in a growl right before large black feathered wings sprouted from his back and they were in the air. Lucy's involuntary squeak from the sudden shift was swallowed by warm soft lips that pressed into hers insistently. She willing welcomed the contact, body singing in delight, as their lips moved together while they soared over the city. Wanting deeper contact Lucy nipped his bottom lip firmly enough to get her point across but not enough to draw blood. What she had not expected was the guttural warning growl that she felt more than heard over the wind rushing by vibrate through he already sensitized body.

His grip tightened and his tongue drove forcefully into her mouth sliding against hers in a wickedly sensual dance that had Lucy moaning wantonly and her grip tightening onto the back of his shirt. Suddenly landing Lucy ignored everything around her except the perfect example of a man she had her legs wrapped around.

Zen opened his balcony door and moved into his bedroom toward his bed with purpose all without breaking their heated kiss making sure to tuck his wings back so they didn't get in his way. The sheer amount of raw passion Lucy excited in his blood was almost overwhelming and there was just the smallest part of him wondering if her significantly smaller frame could handle it all. That was until she growled at him and used her legs as leverage to flip their positions on his bed so she was on top. By the time he realized what had happened Lucy had his shirt open and tongue tracing the lines of his clan tattoos. His hands slid up her bare thighs and gripped her surprisingly firm ass. This woman hid some serious strength underneath all those delicious curves and the last of his misgivings were silenced when she bit his nipple. He flipped their positions again easily making quick work of the tank, mini shirt and underwear she had on, noting in the back of his head the differences to what she had on before but too interested in exploring her breasts to stop and ask.

He used his tongue to draw patterns everywhere on the large globes hedging her puckered nipples but studiously avoiding contact as Lucy whimpered under him. When he finally closed his lips over the tender peaks Lucy cried out and ground her exposed sex on his firm thigh. "Pants off!" she demanded between shuddering moans and tingling pleasure.

Chuckling Zen moved down her body playing with an interesting spot on Lucy's hip that had her suddenly arching off his bed. He ran one of his hands up the center of her bowed body gently stroking her heated skin before helping her settle back down on her back. "Patience my little wild flower," he rumbled out mouth teasing the skin now on her inner thigh.

Lucy's hands fisted into the light quilt that covered his bed when Zen's mouth closed over her sex. The simple feeling of his hot tongue was all it took to send Lucy screaming through her first orgasm as her body tensed and spasmed uncontrollably. It usually took her forever to reach this point when having sex and only then with a seriously determined lover. Loke and Hibiki, both well-known lady pleasers, were the only ones until now up to the challenge. But they'd both had to work for so hard for it. She'd had high hopes when Vander and Cristoff can to visit their brother Bickslow earlier in the year that both could be added to that list since they both had very promising reputations even among Boscans. But unfortunately for her between Laxus, Gajeel, Natsu, Erza and Gray she'd never got to spend longer than 20 seconds alone with either man. This though, he'd done effortlessly and it was the most intense feeling she'd yet to experience.

Before Lucy had even fully come down Zen's lips, tongue and teeth had the tension and anticipation rising again in her abdomen tighter than before. The heat flared in her body until it almost hurt in its intensity. "Please!" was the only real word she was capable of articulating but it was enough for Zen as he quickly rammed two fingers into her drenched sex feeling the walls around his fingers flutter again before they clenched down on him.

Gods Zen already could not get enough of this woman. He'd happily spend the rest of the day with his face buried between her legs. Usually he liked to tease his partners a lot more making them wait for a release several times before just one well-placed lick sent them off crying his name almost in tears some even blacking out. But with Lucy he couldn't. He wanted to satisfy her over and over again, needed to please her too much to play around. He was so hard it was almost unbearably painful and Lucy had yet to have much of an opportunity to touch him to get him here. Quickly moving up her body he wasted no time before gripping her shoulders from behind and slamming into her in his need. Her groan was deep and guttural, almost animalistic when he penetrated her, and he hissed at feeling her hot tight wet heat convulse around his thick throbbing cock so deliciously he almost came right them.

Lucy reached up and fisted her hands in his wonderfully soft long locks pulling him down into another kiss as he slowly started rocking into her. What started out as white hot furious passion simmered into a deep slow burn as they now took their time running their hands all over each other while they kissed, Zen keeping his deep languid thrusts slow and steady. Their bodies slide back and forth over each other slickened by the glistening sweat from their previous efforts. Both mages lost all sense of time as they indulged in each other with a harmony of motion as if they were long time partners. Their bodies promising silent things as they made love in the lazy warm afternoon sun. Finally their leisurely pace nudged them over the edge until they were both free-falling in the bliss of release as his hot thick seed filled her demanding body.

During his release Zen felt a piece of himself leave his body and enter into the woman beneath him and his breath caught. He knew what that meant, had just read about it earlier in the month. His magic was one of the first things he'd looked up when he finally got access to the University's libraries since it was rare and books about it were even more so. He learned a lot about his magic including that Archangel mages tended to live exceptionally long lives and that he had a soulmate somewhere out there with an open spot in their soul left specifically to hold a piece of his. The books didn't say how the mating was done or even how he'd find his soulmate but now he knew. Somehow someway he'd found and mated his soulmate and he knew almost nothing about her. Rolling on his back arms still around Lucy's body he settled her on his chest as he tried to slow down his pulse so he could start a very interesting conversation with the unsuspecting beautiful woman in his arms. This just might be a very awkward conversation.

End of part one

I wrote this for Desna, Zen and the Pradesh family are her OCs, back around Christmas. She posted it with other stories she and a couple of us fans wrote about the family so if you liked this check her out. Pradesh in the Title of the story collections.

-Blas