LOKE x LUCY

"Lucy." He was but a shadow, the only sign of him being the faintest light across his tinted glasses. In an instant, she woke up, shock evident on her face. Her blue eyes, surprise filled, traced over the Leader of the Zodiac. Over the ruffled orange hair, over the biceps that lightly bulged against his suit, over the red tie that laid on his chest . . . over the bulge in his pants. Lucy instantly blushed, a shiver of admiration wracking her elegant and supple body.

"Loke - what are you doing here?" She inquired, blinking a few times before scrabbling to pull her rosy pink blanket over her naked body. Why was it that she had chosen to sleep naked today? Although she tried not to, her gaze couldn't help but flitting to Loke's pants.

"I know you're wet, Lucy. I can tell," He smiled just the slightest, stepping a bit closer to Lucy, who backed into the corner between the wall and the bed. "Was my little Lucy having a wet dream? About who, hm?" Could it be that that was his normal size? Her eyes widened, thinking about the state Loke would've been if he had an erection. Another shiver wracked her frame. "Me, maybe?" He stepped forward again, another step, just close enough to touch Lucy's cheek, which seemed to be set on fire with its redness.

"I - " Lucy gasped as Loke's hand easily pulled aside the blanket, "What are you doing? Loke - !" The Celestial Spirit's hand reached down to Lucy's sensitive spot, and she cried out as Loke slipped a finger inside. And then another. And another. Even Natsu didn't - ! Within seconds, Loke's entire hand was pumping in and out, rendering Lucy into a pure doll. "Loke!" She cried out again, cumming over Loke's hand and down his sui - where did his suit go? It was gone, and like Lucy, Loke was naked.

"Lick it off." He said coldly, plunging his hand into Lucy's mouth. "Every. Last. Drop." Lucy's tongue flipped hungrily all over Loke's hand. "That's what you taste like, Lucy." In a mere moment, Loke picked Lucy up, bringing her core to his mouth. He pushed his tongue in, exploring Lucy.

"Loke!" She cried out again, growing slack as she came again. "Loke . . ." She whispered, hungrily leaping forth and pawing against Loke's chest. The Heartfilia dropped downwards, lying flat against the bed and twirling her tongue skillfully along Loke's manhood. The cock extended to its full length, forcing Lucy to gag. Yet she continued, the feral hunger overwhelming her. Up to the balls, all the way up to it. Her hand flitted to the set, massaging them expertly. The Lion moaned under Lucy's adroitness, placing his hand onto Lucy's head and pumping her deeper. He came silently, and Lucy slurped down the remaining bits of cum. "Take me, please."

"If you say so," He smirked wickedly, forcing open Lucy's slender legs. Loke pumped in and out, slow and steady, savoring the warmth and tightness of Lucy. He started quickening himself, pumping in with swifter and harder strokes. Each thrust produced a moan of ecstasy from the new Fairy Tail member, and both shivered as Loke hit the spot. The spot of pure - ! Both came, and Loke disappeared.

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"Was it just a dream?" She whispered to herself, waking up with a soggy blanket and a sopping wet core. "Loke . . ." She whispered, hand flitting down there.