Sun for the Whole Family

Chapter I: Cute Back and Relax

A/N: My first attempt at writing a Fairy Tail (or even an anime) fanfiction! I fell in love with Fairy Tail after watching it on Netflix and I especially became OBSESSED with my Mirajane! So I had to pair her up with the smexiest member of the team which, other than Gray, had to be Laxus. I'm so glad other people agree with this pairing as much as I do! Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Laxus didn't see why "Team Natsu" couldn't do it. He had just returned to Magnolia, his pockets sagging from the weight of his reward money, after completing his S-Class mission of subduing some runaway fugitives. He didn't leave any chaos in his wake as he apprehended them nor did he have to spend a single jewel of his reward repairing any broken property. It was a wonder to him how pinky ever afforded to take care of that cat of his with his fifty jewel allowance. Then again, they did spend an awful lot of time at the guild, so it was likely they mooched off of Mirajane's kindness; stuffing themselves off of free food and drink.

It was a surprise to him how the lovely barmaid kept her patience when she spent nearly every hour of every day tending to those hooligans' needs. Rushing back and forth between her guests, while at the same time keeping the dirty dishes to a minimum and occasionally being the victim of stray items and magic powers being tossed this way and that, Mira was definitely the "Super-Mom" of Fairy Tail as she kept that loving smile on her lips all throughout the day.

After unlocking the bolt on his front door and entering the darkened room he referred to as home, Laxus dropped his satchel by the entrance before making his way up the stairwell. Familiar with the arrangement of his home, Laxus had no need for the light as he maneuvered his way past the bathroom and the guest room before finally reaching his bedroom. Before pushing the door open, he pressed his ear against it and after a few seconds of doing so, a rare smile formed on his lips. Gently, so that the hinges wouldn't even squeak, he pushed open the door and peered in. The sight that greeted him made him release a gentle scoff.

After all the work that came with being Fairy Tail's barmaid, it was nice to see that Mirajane never forgot to reward herself with a good night's worth of rest. Laxus marveled at the way she slept so peacefully in his bed, snuggled in between the sheets while her arms and a single leg were draped around a body pillow that well took up half of the bed. The way she snuggled with that thing would make any lover of hers envious of the cotton bag.

After tossing his infamous overcoat onto the bedpost, he whipped off his dusty button-up and settled down on the edge of the bed where he got to work removing the rest of his clothes. Now down to what Gray paraded in when at the guild, he looked over his shoulder at the She-Devil who lay with her back facing him, and took note of the purple dress shirt that donned her body. Unless she was into buying clothes that were six sizes too big, that was undoubtedly his. Oddly enough though, to see his shirt on her petite body sent a wave of arousal over him. He saw the shirt as a label, one that read "Laxus'; don't touch."

With Mira and that damn body pillow taking up a good portion of the bed, Laxus was forced to squeeze in behind the platinum haired beauty – not that he minded – and placed a large hand on her shoulder, gently massaging the soft skin beneath the silk fabric. When this failed to wake her, he trailed his hands down her shoulder blades, over the small of her back, until at last he was at the bottom hem of her shirt. With devious intentions, he reached underneath her makeshift nightgown and felt for the soft flesh of her rear.

When one of those soft cheeks rested on his fingertips, he gathered a smidgeon of magical energy into his digits to give her a gentle zap. Though harmless, the jolt held just enough power to startle the demon awake. With cerulean eyes wide open, she adjusted her eyes to the darkness and allowed herself to slow her breathing down from the sudden feeling she had just experienced and readjust to her surroundings.

She was still on her – or Laxus' – bed, the body pillow still beside her, but why was her body tending to lean to one side of the mattress? And for that matter, why did she feel as if she was backed up against a brick wall? A warm, fleshy, and sweaty brick wall to be exact. With her left hand, she reached around herself and grabbed the hand that intruded in on her personal space. Said hand intertwined its fingers with hers and before she was allowed to speak, a deep voice whispered into her ear, "Scoot."

"Hm?" Failing to understand what he meant, the barmaid sat up and finally got the chance to look at the Dragonslayer after his two-week absence. He looked back up at her with his usual glum face; furrowed brows and grumpy frown settled neatly into place despite having just seconds ago lecherously zapped her lace-clad rear.

"I said scoot over," he specified as she continued to study him through the darkness.

He could see those plump lips of hers form a cute pout as she said in her equally cute voice, "Now is that the way you're going to greet me after all this time?"

She could hear him give a low growl before she was pushed back onto the mattress and found herself looking up at the golden eyes of Laxus Dreyar as he hovered over her. The moonlight that made its way into the room highlighted his features and Mirajane could now very clearly see that handsome, albeit grumpy, face she was used to. Though his lips were set in a frown, she could see his unspoken emotions in his eyes which sent her spine tingling.

With her trapped beneath him, Laxus, in turn, studied the beauty, instinctively running a finger beneath her chin, before leaning down and planting a hot kiss to her lips. In the few seconds that their mouths were connected, his senses went to work; tasting the strawberry lip balm she had worn before retiring for the night, smelling the baby fresh scent of powder along her skin, and listening to her breath grow ragged as their lips wrestled for dominance.

As if he wasn't caught up in one of the best kisses of his life just a few seconds ago, Laxus, with a straight face, pulled away and asked blandly, "Satisfied now?"

His answer produced an adorable giggle which caused the scrooge above to grumble as he tried to hide the blush that was threatening to stain his cheeks. She had a habit of getting her way and although he would love to, just once, prove to her that a cute pout wasn't going to always be her ticket to getting everything she wanted, he couldn't deny that he loved seeing that smile of hers. "Alright," he grumbled, "You got what you wanted. Now it's my turn."

Expecting some bodice-ripping action, Mirajane instead watched as he gripped her body pillow and fling it halfway across the room where it landed with a soft thud. She quirked a slender eyebrow at him as he settled down in the now vacant spot beside her and shut his eyes. Her tongue was itching to question him about why he was currently avoiding sex, but she didn't want to sound desperate so decided against it as she got comfortable by his side; resting her head along his pectorals as her fingers traced his revealed abdomen. Admittedly, she desired his touch, but there were some things she wouldn't force on him – copulating being one of them. Then, knowing that one of Laxus' many heightened senses could detect a disturbance in her, she decided to keep her mind distracted by starting some idle chitchat.

"How'd the mission go," she enquired quietly, her delicate palm running over his guild insignia.

"Nothing I couldn't handle," he responded gruffly, suddenly finding his left hand tangled in her platinum locks as he pulled her closer to him. He got a good whiff of her blossom-scented shampoo which he found himself growing addicted to as he fought the urge to go burying his nose into her scalp.

She hummed in acknowledgement before whispering, "I missed you."

At this, Laxus, who could normally play it cool and respond with a huff, scoff, or the like, knew little of how to respond when caught in a sincere and honest romantic moment, so uncomfortably gazed down at Mira, hoping she could hear the unspoken words that were caught in his throat. However, by the way she absent-mindedly traced his body he could sense that there was more on her mind than she was letting on. Reaching around her until his hand rested on her rear, he gave one of those soft cheeks a squeeze before asking deviously, "The nights too lonely without me?"

Feeling as if she had just been caught red-handed, the barmaid dug her face deeper into his skin as she attempted to hide her blush. "What's that supposed to mean," her muffled voice asked.

Turning his body so their chests were pressed against each other, Laxus raised her chin so they were staring one another in the eye. He pressed his forehead against hers as he stole a kiss here and there from her. "I would love nothing more than to tear that shirt off of you right now," his voice said hotly, his hands becoming more aggressive in their groping, making Mira wonder if she liked the roughness or not. "But that's why we have all tomorrow morning…"

Unable to find the correct words to respond as her mind was too indulged in his touches and kisses, she simply gave a nod before being pulled into his arms. Gradually, his rough groping came to a halt as his hands came to a rest on her back and head. Now as she was being stroked, she heard his baritone voice whisper sincerely into her ear, "Right now, I just want to hold you..."

His sweet words were so rare it left Mira near speechless and she had to steal a second glance at him to assure herself she wasn't speaking to an alien. She spotted the pink staining his masculine face and found herself unable to hold back the smile that forced its way onto her lips. "Oh Laxus…" She pulled herself up to meet him and gave him a loving peck to the lips, further darkening the color on his cheeks. To prevent any further embarrassment for him, she sunk back into his chest, light giggles escaping her throat as she took cover beneath the blankets.

Oh the things Laxus would say if he didn't love her…

Enjoying the feel of her small, but voluptuous body against his, Laxus, seeing as how Mira was no longer was in need of a pillow, grabbed the one she had recently been using and tucked it under his own head. Her aroma still clung to it which would later act as the factor that contributed to the good dreams he would later have that night.

Since her rude awakening from her returning boyfriend, Mirajane had felt wide awake. But now as she listened to Laxus' breathing slow as he drifted to sleep, she began to feel her own eyelids grow heavy on her. No surprise there. After all, being the master's right hand in a guild full of nut jobs was definitely tiring, but the way she saw it, she was just cleaning up after her many younger siblings. As exhausting as it was, the reward was well worth it especially if she got to spend the rest of her day snuggled up against her Dragonslayer.

Breathing a gentle sigh she shut her eyes, readying herself for a peaceful night full of dreams. He was right, she thought; leave the fun for the morning…

But just as those words echoed in her mind, her eyes shot open. What was she thinking!? She had work tomorrow!

A/N: Uh, yeah...I just had this cute idea in my noggin that I couldn't resist writing down. I did intend for this to be a oneshot, but I started getting other ideas and soon this oneshot kept getting bigger and bigger so I had to split it. And now a whole story's coming out of it! So expect more family FLUFF to be served!