Embrace the Thunder

Summary: Unbeknownst to anyone else in the guild, Juvia and Laxus had fallen in love. The two of them just hadn't seen it coming either. Their problems might start there... [Post-Alvarez! AU!] [Possessive & protective Laxus!]

Rating: M (smut & language & violence)

Pairing: Juvia L. & Laxus D.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. At all.

One: That simple

Some skin slapping against skin. The bed creaking softly. Lewd moans and grunts. Names being called in breathy voices. All that in Juvia's apartment where both of them could be caught red-handed, but he actually didn't even care – they were bound to find out, any way. Whenever those idiots would bother catching on. And since that behemoth of Erza was gone for the time being, he could sneak in and out as much as he wanted.

"Mmmh..."

All of Laxus' senses were focused on this woman, who was almost screaming his name whenever he hit that sweet spot inside her. He silenced her with a passionate and harsh kiss, savouring this sweet taste she always had. She tightened her delectable legs around him to bring him closer to her heat, and Laxus merely retaliated by thrusting even harder. Juvia was driving him mental, just by being herself and perfect in his eyes, especially when he had her attention; he always itched to have her around him at all times, even going as far as sneaking into her apartment a few times a week to stay. And the worst part was the sex.

Juvia always felt fucking good. It was a sweet delight for Laxus to bed her because she'd become his delicious drug; sometimes he thought that he was obsessed with her, as much as she'd been obsessed with Gray, but with the way his heart and mind would always react to her presence, it had to be deeper than that. Much genuine, because he'd feel warm and peaceful each time Juvia was around him. This feeling had started to grow as such about two months ago, and Laxus was sure it was bound to change so many things in his life. He wasn't ready for that, not really, but the more time he spent with Juvia, the more possessive he grew.

One last, powerful thrust had him grunt his pleasure in her neck, his fangs piercing her smooth skin as she arched against him in a long, throaty moan. His hot, thick cum shot through loads while she milked him hard and good. One hand with lithe and slender fingers came to tangle in his hair, holding onto the blond locks in a tight grip, and Laxus growled possessively in approval. This was one of the many things he loved about her: besides being a motherly, sweet woman, she was one hell of a sex-kitten and minx he loved to bend to his will. In so many positions (that they've already tried).

Once his cock stopped spraying and he felt that she was completely filled with his seed, Laxus relaxed in her embrace with a satisfied sigh without pulling out. Juvia's body also went slack as she tried to regain her bearings and breath, completely wrecked out of her mind with their coupling, but he felt her smile.

"I still think we could have done that in your apartment, Laxus-sama," she whispered in his ear, now stroking his hair with tenderness.

Laxus-sama. Once again, warmth spread into his body like a blanket being deposited on him as he thought of the nickname she gave him. While it was the same as the ice mage's, the one he had was said with devoted emotion instead of the usual sickeningly sweet tone she reserved for Gray. It was truly sincere, he was sure of it. Why the hell would she fake it, as the woman was too honest? Laxus chuckled, sucking on her mark for a second before raising his face to look down at her with a savage smirk. Flushed and frazzled, Juvia was glowing and looked like the epitome of a satisfied woman who'd been fucked good and raw.

"Whatever, Blueberry," he drawled before pulling out with a grunt, allowing his semen to drip out of her abused sex. Laxus rolled over to his side of the bed, pulling Juvia along with him so she could lie on him. He tucked one arm behind his head to support it and wrapped the other around her slender hips, his eyes never leaving her beautiful face. "Whether we have sex here or there has no real importance, what matters... is you. You alone."

Juvia blinked in surprise, smiling softly. He heard her heartbeat pick up in some excited way, which made the beast inside him growl in approval again. 'Mine', Laxus thought as he drew the water mage into a tender, unusual kiss – the total opposite of the savages they've shared the times they've had sex and, on some occasions, when they've gone on secret dates in Crocus (they would have been caught in Magnolia, so they'd settled for Crocus). Some part of him loved treating Juvia this way, unlike all the women he'd been with in the past, because this one in his arms had wormed her way into his life and heart like no other. And he didn't feel like pushing her away this time.

"I feel the same, Laxus-sama. Please don't push me away."

Laxus won't be foolish this time, as wrenching himself away from Juvia had sent him in one of the most fucked up moods ever. He'd snap at his teammates and most trusted friends when they didn't deserve it, he'd constantly curse someone out. They hadn't been dating at that time, just hooking up from time to time, but it had still pissed him off that he had still felt possessive about Juvia, even after telling her not to get attached to him. He hadn't understood back then, he did now, but wanted confirmation for it.

Just how the hell could Gray leave this woman behind and not have her join his team? Especially after she took one huge hit for him in their fight against Invel and nearly sacrificed her life for the bastard? Thinking about it had Laxus bristling, and he was thankful that she had her face tucked in his neck right now, so she wouldn't see his snarl of anger. The wound had long faded into an ugly scar, which he wanted gone from her body; it reminded too much of Gray Fullbuster, whom hadn't been on their minds for about two months.

Now, Laxus didn't wish him dead for being the most dense idiot he'd ever seen in his life when it concerned women, but in Juvia's case, Gray could have handled this better. Hell, the water mage had been so devoted to him that she'd nearly thrown her life away for him so he could live, and this was how he was thanking her? The bastard never deserved you, Blueberry, he thought as his hand grabbed her firm ass cheek, his cheek resting on top of her head. The fact that Gray went with Team Natsu on the Hundred-Years Quest without asking Juvia to join made it so painfully obvious.

As if she'd read his brooding thoughts, the water mage shifted in his embrace and put a hand on her scar. Her expression looked thoughtful. "I think I should go visit Porlyusica-san to get rid of it," she said, shifting into a sitting position on Laxus' pelvis. Her fingers stroked the tender skin, tracing the scar. "It has been long overdue."

Laxus stared at her. "When?" he asked bluntly. If she was really serious as he was about their relationship, then the best she could do was getting rid of the damn scar – it no longer belonged on her delicious body.

"Now?" she inquired with a smile, glancing at the bright sky outside. "Tomorrow? Whenever we want? But shower and food first, I'm famished!"

A naughty smirk pulled at Laxus' mouth. "So am I," he purred wickedly before scooping her up, allowing the water mage to wrap her legs around him while he walked towards the bathroom. He growled a bit too loud when Juvia bit the side of his neck with a giggle, and the large man kicked the door shut with a bit too much strength. Soon, the sounds of rushing water and moans and grunts of pleasure echoed.

"Scratch what we agreed on earlier; the old witch can wait another day, it's not as if she'll die in a few hours," Laxus grumbled in Juvia's neck, surprising his woman as she was washing the last plate after the delicious food she'd prepared. His powerful arms embraced her body, feeling the generous curves he spent so much time worshipping and loving. "Let's spend the day indoors."

Juvia sighed contentedly, giving Laxus room to kiss her neck. His fangs biting her soft skin will add another hickey to her collection. "Tomorrow then," she agreed with a smile.

Laxus smirked in triumph, his tongue lapping over the brand new hickey he'd just done on her skin. Not that he didn't want that damn scar gone, but spending the whole day with Juvia in bed sounded more appealing to him – amongst other things. Good, because he didn't feel like giving a shit about anyone else that would get him into a foul mood. Plus, Juvia looked insanely sexy with his shirt right now; he'd never get tired of ogling her long legs, and feeling them when they were wrapped around his middle whenever they were making love always drove him mad.

Those words made him pause for a split second as he leaned back against the counter, crossing his arms against his torso. 'Making love' had never belonged in his vocabulary as it had always been 'fucking' with other females, and the fact that it had changed ever since Laxus got together with Juvia was serious. Rough and violent he used to be in his flings, tender and loving he'd become since his feelings for the water mage had got clearer. Oh, he was still rough and surprising in their coupling, and the handcuffs he sometimes used to spice up their relationship were stashed somewhere in Juvia's wardrobe.

There's a lot of change coming forward, he thought, his eyes wandering to her neck. The hickeys he left, the scent that always lingered on her body and the times she'd stayed over at his place whenever he needed her had become precious moments he wanted for himself. Even though they'd been discreet, Laxus was certain that Gajeel had already figured out what was going between them – and it hadn't taken Juvia even a week to understand why Levy had started acting strange. So Scrap-Head had not only managed to get himself a girlfriend, but he had also knocked her up... interesting.

"How the hell did you know about the pipsqueak? She still hasn't told Scrap-Head that she's expecting his baby," he said, scooping her up once she was done with the dishes. He forced her to wrap her legs around him once again, walking back to the bedroom. Laxus dropped Juvia on the bed, where she bounced a little, and crawled up until his head was nestled comfortably against her generous boobs. His hand stroked the soft, smooth skin of her leg. "Didn't know he had it in him, one would think he'd be an angry, lonely shark for the rest of his life."

Juvia puffed out her cheeks, glaring at Laxus' blonde head cushioned very comfortably on her chest. This man... "It's not that Levy-san truly intended to hide it from him, I've observed them long enough to know when something is off," she responded, tangling her fingers in her man's wild hair. Her expression became thoughtful as she thought of her friends. "And to be honest, Levy-san would always brush a hand over her stomach a few times whenever Gajeel is near or isn't looking at her. I feel like she's scared that he won't react well to the news..."

"All she needs to do is get him and go somewhere private to tell him, that's all. It takes balls to get into a romantic relationship and it will take bigger balls and guts to raise a family. If she wants the baby with him, then Scrap-Head will have to fess the fuck up. Ain't it what I did when I finally realised that I wanted you in my life permanently?" Laxus' fingers gripped her leg possessively with a small, genuine smile.

Juvia's expression softened into a beaming smile, her mind taking her thoughts elsewhere. "Yes! You had finally decided no one else would get me, had you?" The nip at the flesh of her breast made her jolt with a squeal, but the broad grin he sent her made her feel warm from the inside. "I'm glad. So glad you did."

So was he. "Ain't letting go of you any time soon, Blueberry," he vowed, raising himself so he was hovering above her. Laxus put his forehead against hers, looking deep into her blue eyes. "Not when you asked to never push you away, which I did for some time before accepting my feelings. Accepting you. And you accepted the fucking bastard that I am, with all his flaws and issues... there might not be another woman like you who could actually do that, Juv." I'm not letting go of you.

"Do you know why I chose and fell in love with you? Because the answer is very simple when you think about it." The smile she gave him was dazzling.

The water mage wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her body. Even her legs snaked dangerously, seductively around his middle again. Laxus had to bite off a growl as her pelvis ground against his teasingly and in the right way.

"You stayed when Gray left. And only you matter to Juvia now." She pecked his lips tenderly, stroking the nape of his neck. "Only you."

Laxus was flabbergasted, and this didn't happen often. Words weren't enough to describe the emotions overwhelming his heart and mind, as this was real. This. Was. Real. She just confirmed that his own feelings towards her weren't one-sided and that there might be something for them together; sans Gajeel and maybe his pipsqueak, the rest of the guild would be astonished to find out that Laxus Dreyar had snagged Juvia Lockser right under their nose and there would be nothing that Gray could do anything about it. Still, Laxus will feel much better and proud to call the water mage his woman.

She's right, he thought with a chuckle and a broad grin. It's that simple.

He kissed her hard and passionately, crushing her soft and curvy body against his. Soon, her hand was sneaking south to unbuckle his pants. Laxus growled in approval, his cock already hardening. Looks like he was staying the night again, not that he minded (it had been the plan after all).

Laxus felt strangely peaceful as he watched Porlyusica work her healing magic on Juvia, who was sending him a warm smile. His eyes were drawn to the scarred flesh being healed, knit back together slowly so the ugly scar would finally disappear once and for all. He'd vehemently argued with the old witch, insisting that he needed to assist the whole process. Porlyusica had looked suspicious, but had finally relented after realising that he wouldn't heed her command. It was important to him, to both of them.

This was more than just moving on. Even though she'd declared that she'd gladly sacrifice her own life to save Gray if she had no choice, Juvia was now breaking that promise because it wasn't about him any more – she won't do it again. Never again. Laxus forbade her from using the blasted spell after they'd decided to become official, and he'd be damned if she did it to save his life. That wound could have killed her that day and he wanted it to be her lesson, now that they were together. Juvia's life was her own and there was no fucking way she'd trade it for another's.

If anything, Fairy Tail might have won the war against Alvarez and the most powerful Black Wizard of history, but Laxus felt like he'd won more than one huge war after he and Juvia had sex again days after Lucy's book got published. Awesome, violent sex that had made them both realise that those hook-ups and moments shared were more than that, but a powerful spark that had been there. They'd just chosen to ignore it for a long time. She could have stopped him from taking advantage of their vulnerable mental state right before Fairy Tail disbanded, but she'd returned his advances and willingly slept with him, never even thinking about her damn 'Gray-sama' and how she was emotionally cheating on him. Laxus hadn't told her before they separated, but his name had sounded good in her moans.

To think it all started at the end of the Tartaros disaster, before she'd left with the bastard on his self-righteous quest to destroy E.N.D. And look at us now, Laxus felt a smirk pull at his lips when he saw how smooth the skin of her stomach now was. The scar was totally gone. Juvia will now learn how to value her own life, as she'd become too precious to him.

"It's healed up nicely," Porlyusica said, sighing with satisfaction. "Such ugly scar doesn't belong on such beautiful skin, and this wound had been deadly. Had Wendy been two minutes too late, you would have been gone, child."

Laxus didn't have to be reminded of that ordeal, as this must have been a close one. He really needed to thank the pipsqueak for saving his woman. "I believe she learnt her lesson now, as sacrificing her own life... would have robbed someone the chance and hope to love her for who she is," he said sternly, his grey eyes narrowing dangerously at the water mage.

She didn't cower from his intimidating glare, but her expression turned solemn as she nodded in understanding. Juvia didn't have to ask whom Laxus was talking about, his glare and his pissed off aura were enough to understand that she'll be in for a good lecturing. And the water mage didn't even blame him; she almost robbed him of the chance of loving her. Almost was too much for Laxus and Juvia was about to understand that very soon. She pursed her lips as she buttoned her baby blue blouse, deep in thought.

"Has the wild child Laxus Dreyar now calmed down? For good?" Porlyusica mused, her ageless eyes giving them both penetrating stares that would unsettle some. Her lips quirked upward just a little. "Hm. Maybe you've matured, after all. Looks like your banishment had had some good consequences in the end."

The large blonde snarled at her, stepping towards Juvia. "Mind your business, old witch," he bit out, gently lifting her blouse to probe at her stomach. Where the big scar used to be now lay the smooth, beautiful skin he'd bitten, licked and kissed. Laxus looked down at her, a gentle glint in his grey eyes. "How do you feel?" he asked, his gruff tone softening instantly.

"Better. A whole new Juvia Lockser?" she said with a beaming smile, entwining her long fingers with his.

He smirked widely at her, squeezing her hand. "Good. But you're still getting punished for that stunt you pulled for Fullbuster and I won't go easy on you just because we're together."

She nodded, melting into his embrace with an arm around his waist. She smiled gratefully at Porlyusica. "Thank you for doing this, Porlyusica-san," she said to the old lady, bowing to her respectfully. "This was actually an important step for both of us. And like Laxus-sama said, I would have robbed him of the chance and hope to love me," she finished with a softer smile, her head on Laxus' shoulder.

Porlyusica had to do a double take at that. In the long years she'd known Makarov Dreyar and his messed up family, she'd seen and heard everything about them; from son to son, they've hurt each other time after time until Ivan finally got put in his place. And now witnessing Laxus understand the meaning of family behind the spirit Fairy Tail was heart-warming, because the boy was part of it. The dragon couldn't help the soft smile as she watched the subtle, yet intense romantic display between Laxus Dreyar and Juvia Lockser, who now held his heart – there was no mistaking it. He was in love with the resident water mage and wasn't ashamed of showing it, it was blatant in his behaviour.

She truly seemed to be good for him, as he was for her. Somehow, they suit each other despite their contradictory magic elements.

Porlyusica smiled, her gaze trailed on their retreating silhouettes. "Makarov was right to keep believing in you, child," she said in a light chuckle before going back inside her home.

In the distance, Laxus shivered and sneezed. Was someone talking about him? Maybe Mirajane and her damn gossip ring, probably trying to sneak up on him. Scoffing, he tugged his woman along toward the train station. No matter who the hell was talking about him, he was looking forward to his mission with Juvia. Some downtime with her away from the idiots back at Fairy Tail will do them some good.

Definitely, Laxus thought as he caged Juvia, who was reading the details of the quest with a subtle frown, in his arms and nuzzled her neck with the most peaceful expression on his face. They were attracting some attention from people who knew them, but they both didn't seem to care much – he definitely didn't. It will be a matter of time before he and Juvia were on the front cover of Sorcerer Magazine, because those guys worked fast as hell and would have their pictures out in no time. Good, so the secret will be out by the time they're back in Magnolia and no more sneaking around to get together.

Smiling softly, Juvia melt in Laxus' embrace and treaded her long fingers in his hair. The large man emitted a low rumble, pulling her flush against him. One of his hands was kneading her stomach in gentle circles while the other was grabbing at her right hipbone. Onlookers could no longer ignore the couple, as the display of affection was just too... unique to miss – the rumoured ladiesman of Fairy Tail, Laxus Dreyar, seemed to be clingy and actually affectious towards one of his female guild mates. And the glares he'd send the most daring men who would be this stupid to not be discreet about ogling Juvia Lockser were downright terrifying. The lightning bolts dancing in his eyes were enough to send them running.

The message was clear and received: Juvia Lockser was Laxus Dreyar's woman. And the Sorcerer Magazine will be having a field day with those pictures, making those two their exclusive.

"I'm pretty sure that was unnecessary," Juvia mused once they were seated, accommodating Laxus who was choosing to lie on her lap.

The Dragon Slayer snorted, smirking. "It completely was and I'm damn proud of it," he retorted, making himself comfortable on the water mage's lap. His features softened as her fingers treaded in his hair once again. "Next one to compliment your legs will get electrocuted to the cock for sure."

"Pfft!" was the sound Juvia made when she tried to muffle her giggle, and Laxus' smirk got wider.

About a week later...

"I'll be damned!" Cana exclaimed, sobering up in less than an second as her eyes nearly bugged at the front cover of the new exclusive Sorcerer Magazine. "So I was right: there was something going on between them and you called me crazy, Mira!"

Levy walked closer to the commotion, curious as to why their resident drunkard was going insane with excitement as she pointed at the magazine in the bartender's hands. Mirajane looked positively surprised as she looked at all the pictures taken, her blue eyes twinkling in mischief and glee. Soon, a smile was painted on her lips. When the Script mage finally squeezed herself between Cana, Mirajane and Lisanna, she had to rub at her eyes twice before finally believing what she was seeing.

"No way! How long has this been going on?" Levy wondered, in awe at the pictures.

"And it's clearly not a fling," Mirajane cooed, the glint in her blue eyes even more brillant. "Look how he's standing so close without actually touching her. Protective, yet possessive at the same time."

For Cana to be this worked up over something that wasn't alcohol, it was unusual for everyone at the guild and even more as the issue wasn't even about alcohol; others got closer, curious to see what got the attention, and the same reaction to the new Sorcerer Magazine's exclusive was shared. Expressions of disbelief and surprise were painted on all those who were looking at the pictures of Fairy Tail's new hot couple.

Everyone who knew Laxus Dreyar would say that he was rather the type to hit it and quit it as soon as he was done, that romance wasn't really for him or that he wouldn't dare date someone from the guild, but seeing him this way with a familiar-looking woman who used to love the resident ice mage baffled them; both of them had been pictured at the beach, with Juvia sitting on a railing with Laxus standing right between her long, bare legs. He was hovering over her, caging the water mage between his powerful arms as he was holding onto the railing, and Juvia's hands rested on his muscled chest, one that lay right where his heart was. They were staring into each other's eyes, one with a beaming smile and the other with a broad, toothy grin that lit up his handsome face. What also got their attention was how the picture pretty much captured the atmosphere between Laxus and Juvia.

Though the sexual tension was there, there was also something intense and genuine in their eyes. One would think the two of them were involved in a passionate sexual relationship, but what Mirajane could see in Laxus' eyes was pure love and trust. Such intimate position, yet beautiful. The same could be reflected in Juvia's eyes. Those two had found each other when no one suspected them of trying something.

Bickslow was smirking widely. "Man, it truly was Juvia! Freed owes me a hundred jewels now!" he laughed excitedly, though there was a hint of sincere happiness in his voice.

"You guys suspected something?" Lisanna asked, surprised.

"Naturally," Evergreen said, smiling as she looked at another picture. "Though both of them were rather crafty and very sneaky in hiding their relationship, we've caught onto some things that clued us in – such as Laxus' Magic Headphones on Juvia's night table or one of his shirts mixed up innocently in her laundry." She adopted a proud expression. "Juvia's fashion sense has changed ever since they've got together..."

"Or the delicious smell of rice balls, fish, potatoes and meat in Laxus' apartment when we all know he won't go anywhere near a stove. Man, I've never felt so hungry when the smell hung in the air! I'd love to try Juvia's food, if he let me," Bickslow added, trotting away.

But Cana still had her piece on the most important thing of their ordeal. "How long have they been seeing each other?! If you idiots managed to catch some clues that something was happening, then when do you think this started?! And why the hell didn't Juvia tell me that she was banging Laxus?!" She was pouting now, her barrel of alcohol forgotten behind.

"Because you'd freak out and hound her with so many questions?" Mirajane teased with a knowing smile, raising a brow at her antics. With that, she turned to go back to her bartending with a happy hum. "I can't wait to ask them so many questions ~! I can already imagine the beautiful and powerful babies they'd make..."

"Don't you go that far, Mira. This is pretty new: obviously, Juvia mustn't have expected to fall in love with Laxus and vice-versa. Nevertheless..." Cana's voice dropped low as she mulled it over, turning the pages to stop at one cute picture of Laxus and Juvia. The Lightning Dragon Slayer was giving the bluenette a piggyback ride, with her head nestled in his neck and eyes closed, and there was a slight smile on his face. "... he must have got close before Gray left with Natsu and the others."

This, Cana was sure of. Though she had no proof that her friend had truly given up on Gray, she found it quite odd that Juvia and Laxus were already an item. A solid one at that, if one could see how close they and relaxed they were in each other's presence. Gray had been gone for two months and those two obviously were a couple, it couldn't be a fling – when was the last time Laxus had been serious about a woman? He was the type to hit it and quit it, but seeing him with Juvia was... pleasantly surprising.

Something definitely happened between those two. If anything, Cana would bet three barrels of alcohol that Juvia and Laxus had got closer even before Team Natsu left for the Hundred-Years Quest, unexpectedly, and the results were this. A relationship, a real one with real feelings. Juvia even went as far as getting the scar she'd earned during her fight with Invel removed from her abdomen. You must really love him, Juv, the drunkard thought with both a thoughtful expression and a small smile.

"OK, Laxus... how the hell did you manage that?"

Juvia chuckled when she heard her man sneeze for the third time, finishing braiding her longer hair. The Dragon Slayer grumbled loudly in the bathroom, muttering something about 'damn gossipers' as he was finishing his shower. She could understand his foul mood; she'd been sneezing a lot this week, following the publication of the latest exclusive issue of Sorcerer Magazine with the official announcement of their couple. She was ready to bet that Cana, Mirajane (probably Lisanna) and Levy must be going insane with questions and theories about how they even got together in the first place.

And that was another story that would likely raise a few brows, considering it started out as an intense fuck at the end of the Tartaros disaster. Juvia had long admitted that Laxus had uncovered so much about her in one conversation that Gray ever did in countless of conversations they've had in the past (would she even call talking his ear off having a conversation?), because his words had struck something deep in her.

"We've experienced too much despair with Tartaros, and I'm craving for some peace... Fairy Tail is dying. I can tell. Gramps might be thinking that we need time to heal, and I don't object to this. Juvia, Lucy told me what you did. Takes huge balls to do something like that. Really. Also, I have a suggestion that may benefit us both: can you... can you allow me to spare your mind from the darkest thoughts? Even for just a moment?"

What had followed had been, and Juvia couldn't stress this enough, one of the most wonderful moments of her life; Laxus had been rough and violent in their coupling, but she'd loved it. Though she was someone asking to be loved, her mind hadn't had time to even think about 'making love'. The fucking had been great, because she'd been free of any thoughts regarding Gray and the issue about his father – this had been the first time she hadn't even thought about him. At all. Laxus had been everywhere during their coupling: not just inside her and on her, she could feel and hear him. Feel and hear his own sorrow and wrath over things he was trying to address, how he dominated her as he fucked her hard against the wall of his own apartment had been a reflection of his own mental state.

Laxus Dreyar might be a powerful alpha male, but even he needed to be weak from time to time.

So Juvia agreed to his suggestion. Why? Maybe she also needed to be weak for just a moment after what she'd done: defeating Keyes also meant killing whatever remained of Gray's father, whose body had been used as a demon host, so she'd been torn and mentally off for a while, just fallen on her knees in a ruined battlefield, before Laxus found her. Having an intercourse with him should have felt so fucking wrong, but it had felt so... liberating. She'd felt free from a great burden she hadn't even thought would be that heavy on her shoulders, and this was all thanks to the Dragon Slayer she was now dating; though Gray had thanked her for setting his father free, Juvia had still remained particularly shaken.

But Gray leaving her behind to go undercover in Avatar, without at least telling her about what he would be doing, had been the last fucking straw for Juvia Lockser. Going undercover, she could understand. Leaving her behind, without a notice, and vanishing for so long, she couldn't accept. Getting sick over his absence and well-being, while she was almost wasting away, was the most insulting thing she'd done to herself as both a woman and a mage. She was done with this man! Ah, and as for leaving once again with his teammates for the Hundred-Years Quest without even asking her to join... Well, she could always ask Laxus if she could become the newest member of the Thunder God Tribe.

Juvia was eventually roused from her slumber and angry thoughts by a nip at her exposed neck, and she opened her eyes with a jolt. Laxus was hovering over her with a frown adorning his handsome face, having crawled up on her without her noticing. His spiky hair was still damp from his shower, so was his skin, but that didn't seem to bother either of them. "What now, Juv?" he rumbled softly, his forehead against hers.

"Wha –" Juvia started before lightning suddenly lit up the room, bright as the holy light, and thunder roared outside like a terrifying monster. Though she couldn't hear the rain, this was just another thunderstorm she'd started. The water mage groaned in annoyance, slumping on the bed. "Sorry, I didn't even notice myself getting..."

"Angry? Yeah, it's been a while and I think I've got a pretty good idea why," Laxus sighed as he pushed himself off, landing on his side of the bed. He pulled in his arms, accommodating her body so Juvia would be sitting between his legs. He pulled her flushed against him, relishing in her sweet scent. "So while the idiots back home are going insane about our relationship, care to tell your man what's getting your pretty panties into a twist?"

Crude, but this was how he showed his concern whenever she was upset. Melting in his arms, Juvia gazed at the stormy sky outside with a sombre expression. "It's just... our story started out as very weird and a bit messed up, now that I think about it: our first fling right after Fairy Tail's disbandment had me rethinking of my feelings towards Gray. It only took one moment with you to make me think of my own value and life, even though I was engrossed in my belief that Gray was and would always be enough. Unbelievable, but needed," she chuckled, though she still felt angry.

"And?" Laxus pressed on, his eyes trailed on her.

"And Gray nearly broke me. But you actually fixed me; I don't know how you did that, Laxus, but you actually made me feel thousands of emotions in just one moment than what Gray made me feel by just being around him. It was... intense. I felt like that you shared your fears and anger by having sex with me, because we both were fragile at the end of the battle against Tartaros." Laxus felt her sorrow, coursing through her body in waves and making her even more upset; the storm outside grew heavier and uglier, but no rain. Not yet. "We were broken, riddled with sorrow, anger or guilt. I killed Gray's father, which broke me from the inside and led me to believe that he'd hate my guts, but none of that happened. It should have made me beyond happy that Gray didn't hate me for doing this to him, but... I felt empty instead. And you..."

At this, a small smile pulled at Laxus' lips, but it held no happiness as this was the truth. "Somehow, I just made you feel what you wanted from the stripper. Desired. Wanted. Truth be told, it could have been anyone else but something just... drew me to you that day. Maybe it was the fact that I was pissed as hell that I couldn't protect my teammates the way I know I could? Fucking hell, breaking down ain't what I do best, but that's what actually happened. I'm still pissed about it." He clenched his jaw, his eyes hardening at the reminder of the Thunder God Tribe having been hurt by that damn demon. He only relaxed a little when Juvia's smaller hand slid in his and Laxus entwined their fingers. "What happened when you left with him? You never told me that part."

Her blue eyes widened in surprise. "Never? Alright, then: Gray and I wandered for some time before we ended up in a small village, where we lived for some time. I'd be lying if I told you I was really overjoyed to be living with him, all alone, but something in me was amiss; the mind was in it, but not my whole heart." Juvia squeezed his hand tenderly, looking confused. "You played a part in this."

"Did I?" Laxus' voice sounded flat, but the curiosity in his tone was too obvious. Juvia hummed in response. Even his gaze had hardened between parts of the tale – especially the part where they've lived together. He tried not to make his jealousy known as he traced her hipbone. "How long did you stay in that village?"

"Close to seven months. I know, I know, that was quite a lot," she said to Laxus' expression of surprise (and jealousy). "Though I was devoted to help him in his quest, I definitely felt the change in my behaviour: where I'd always be fussing over Gray, I'd just leave him to train alone. That was disturbing at best, because why the hell would I accept to sleep with someone else? I couldn't be that desperate for him to love me back, no, it was because..." She pursed her lips, clearly struggling with her words. "I think I needed to break down for real this time. That crisis was needed."

Laxus pulled her even tighter against him, his chin on top of her head. His dull gaze was drawn to the storm outside, which he found strangely soothing. "Can I admit something? I don't regret having sex with you. Not a single second. Because at that moment, I was breaking down as well and I needed a goddamn release. So when I saw you in the streets, wandering aimlessly with that empty gaze, something in me just fucking snapped. I'd decided that you'd be my release, and I was inwardly glad that you didn't turn me down like I thought you would. Either way, we may have helped each other that day," he whispered with a deep sigh, relishing in Juvia's warm presence and aura. They stayed silent for a few needed seconds before he coaxed her. "What happened next?"

When he felt Juvia stiffen in his arms, Laxus knew they'd reached the hard part. "Something in his behaviour started to change, especially in his magic; Gray told me that he'd received a gift from his father before Silver-san's soul departed. He calls it 'Devil Slayer' magic, which really changed him from the inside. I couldn't even recognise him, to the point I even started to fear him. And one day, he just... Gray simply vanished without a trace."

Lightning split the sky, followed by the loud rumble of thunder.

"Gray left me alone! Without telling me where he went, if he was alright or if there was an actual problem he needed to take care of! I would've helped! Erza-san had contacted him to go undercover and infiltrate one of the darkest guilds that worshipped Zeref, which was a mission of the utmost importance – and I do understand that, but leaving me behind without telling me? That... I found it downright disrespectful. Offending even! So he had to pretend to be evil, but I used to be evil, why couldn't I go in his stead? For six... six months –"

Laxus had to interrupt her, stunned. "Wait, the bastard left you behind for six fucking months? Six. Fucking. Months?" He turned her around to stare into her eyes, not believing what he just heard. "And you stayed at that village, waiting for him to come back? Shit, Juvia, why the hell did you stay? Did you even confront him about it? How could you... Why –"

Exactly. 'Why?' When she could have just let it go because the bastard wasn't worth it? After what she's just revealed, Laxus couldn't shake the anger brewing in his veins – it was too strong. So leaving her behind was something Gray was used to, wasn't it? Why the hell had she forgiven him? First during the one-year disbandment to go undercover without telling her, then just leaving to complete the Hundred-Years Quest Gildarts himself couldn't do after she nearly died for him? Hell no, Laxus seethed to himself as he spied the tears of anger and shame gathered in Juvia's beautiful blue eyes. Damn Fullbuster, because it just reinforced his dislike of the Ice mage.

And Juvia...

She rubbed her eyes furiously. "Because I was such a fool, hopelessly obsessed with him, and that could have led to my own downfall. I feel so stupid and ashamed of myself, just remembering those months of being alone and hopeless, because I got terribly sick..."

This snapped Laxus out of his seething state and he looked down at her with a scowl. "What?"

"The rain came back. In full force. Just back then during my Phantom Lord days, the rain hadn't stopped falling and the Juvia Lockser from back then suddenly came back; I couldn't control it, couldn't make it stop. And what's worse was that I got sick with pneumonia." Laxus' grey eyes widened in shock. Her condition had been that serious? The shame and anger were visible in her eyes, pained. "Had Wendy, Natsu and Lucy not got there to fin me, I would have... I would have..."

Enough. Enough. He couldn't take it any more. Enraged, Laxus silenced Juvia with a harsh kiss, cupping her cheek. He tasted her tears, her brewing rage at Gray that had been dulled and silent, even her old fears. All this time lost, wasted for Fullbuster, when the Dragon Slayer could have probably given her more. She reacted almost instantly, kissing him back with a vengeance, and the two of them soon found themselves entangled in the sheets, making love with purpose. Laxus was rough this time around with good reasons, wanting nothing more than prove to both he and Juvia that he will be the only one for her; his thrusts were strong and hard, making the bluenette scream his own name with that sweet voice of hers, he had her hands imprisoned in his above her head, with their fingers laced. His forehead was on hers, with his intense eyes never leaving her beautiful face, flushed with desire.

'Mine', his mind screamed possessively. 'Only her.' Laxus didn't give a damn if he was bothering the neighbours in the other hotel rooms – only his woman mattered right now.

"Look at me," Laxus commanded, his voice rough with desire.

She obeyed and stared back, where he could see exactly what he wanted – desire and love. As it should be.

"You have me, Juvia... fuck, you're mine, Blueberry... and I'm yours," he growled against her luscious and pouty lips, licking at them lecherously. She moaned even louder, then screamed in pleasure as he angled his hips and hit her sweet spot, her G-point. Laxus grunted, feeling his body respond in kind.

This woman was his, completely. Body and soul. Juvia Lockser had given too much to Fullbuster and there was no way she'd go back to him, not when she'd already moved on with another man; Laxus Dreyar knew he wouldn't fail her, as she now held his heart and he held hers. Not satisfied enough, he pulled out with a savage grunt, flipped Juvia on her stomach and plunged right back with a snap of his hips. She cried out in pleasure, allowing her man to dominate her completely as he resumed his hard thrusting.

Laxus leaned forward until he was covering Juvia's body, his hard chest against her back, and used the momentum to thrust harder (if that was possible). The bedpost was banging loudly against the wall, most certainly bothering the few neighbours they must have in this hallway, but they didn't give a damn. What mattered now was their pleasure and their release.

"I'm yours, Laxus!" Juvia mewled heartily, and Laxus knew this was the truth. "Completely yours..."

"I had no doubt, Blueberry," he whispered sultrily in her ear before biting it, then moving forward to her neck.

Then he was gone, somehow going harder on her. He was rutting as hard and as fast as he could, relishing in her sounds of pleasure. The wet sound of slapping skin against skin was driving him insane as much as Juvia's screams of pleasure; she was almost sobbing at this point, begging him to make her cum, so Laxus only obliged his woman. One last violent thrust of his hips and both of them cummed hard, with him having his seed shooting hot loads of cum in her womb and her milking him. They both stilled on the mattress, their bodies wrecked with spasms and pleasure as his cock kept spraying deep in her womb. Laxus latched his mouth to her neck, his fangs marking her pale skin yet again, then suckled on said mark when she hummed in approval, her body in sync with his.

As he tried to come down from his high, Laxus strained his ears to listen to the noises outside and was rewarded with silence and peace – had the storm let up? Had he calmed her down at last and eased her fury? He felt his heartbeat pick up nicely when he saw the loving smile on her flushed face, and the Dragon Slayer couldn't help the smile that lit up his expression and slowly erased his own wrath.

Juvia cupped his face and kissed him long and tenderly, earning herself a deep growl of approval. "Always you, Laxus," she whispered lovingly against his lips, her fingers now treading in his wild hair. "Always..."

Juvia had calmed down at this point, now slumbering against him with her head on his chest, and his gray eyes were drawn to the sky. The now clear sky, which had previously been covered with thunderclouds. Pride swelled in his chest as he gripped Juvia's waist curve possessively. If Gray had been able to clear her skies once, Laxus had cleared hers in so many ways than the Ice mage.

His gaze fell on the water mage, who had a sleepy smile on her lips. He smirked.

"No doubt at all, Dreyar," he whispered to himself.