Twin Dragons
This fanfic occurs right after the Grand Magic Games Arc in Fairy Tail. I DO NOT OWN FAIRY TAIL THE GREAT HIRO MASHIMA DOES. This is 18+ fanfic and this does have a lot of LEMON (forced lemon.) This is my first time writing fanfic so please be merciful, and enjoy.
POV Lucy Heartfilia:
I watched as Bacchus drank Cana under the table, yet again. "And that is how a pro holds his liquor, babe," he slurred towards an unresponsive Cana. Nearly everyone had been drinking excessively since the announcement of Fairy Tail's victory at the Grand Magic Games. I of course kept my intake to a minimum as I watched the chaos surrounding me. A shirtless Gray flew across the room as Natsu strode towards him waving a flaming fist. "Take that back ice cube!" Natsu fumed. "Oh yeah flame brain and who's gonna make me!?" Gray challenged as he rose from the hard wood floor. Erza got up from her bar stool, "If you two don't stop this incessant bickering right now you will both be sorry," she threatened. Suddenly, a fight erupted across the bar between Elfman and Bacchus. "You think slapping my sister's ass is manly!?" Elfman roared at Bacchus. Bacchus gave Elfman a drunken half smile and slurred back, "Hell yeah it is." Then all hell broke loose. Soon I found myself surrounded by drunken idiots fighting each other. I knew I had to get out of there quickly. Grabbing my spirit keys lying on the table I began making my way to the door. After stepping over a passed out Master Makarov, I made my exit. As I stepped outside taking in a fresh breath of air I began wandering aimlessly around the beautiful capital city. After a couple of minutes I found myself in a dark alleyway, Wow Lucy, pay more attention to your surroundings. I mentally scolded myself. Turning around I began to walk back through the alley. "Where are you headed blondie?" I heard a relatively familiar voice say. Turning around, I peered through the darkness and made out the outline of a man. The figure took a step out of the shadows and into the light. I recognized him as Sting Eucliffe of the Sabertooth guild. "Oh it's you." I said. "Can I help you with something?" I questioned. Sting gave a devilish smile, "Oh I can think of a couple things you can help me with." Gulping, I slowly started backing up down the alleyway. All of the sudden I tripped backwards falling on my butt. What did I even trip over? I thought looking down at my feet. Although dimly illuminated by the street light, I saw a black tendril dip back into the ground from where it had seemingly appeared. "What the hell?!" I exclaimed. I looked up at Sting as he looked past me into the shadows. "Nice one Rogue." I turned my head to see Rogue Cheney of Sabertooth step out of the darkness. "Come now, Sting. Let us collect our consolation prize of the games and return to the inn." That was the last thing I heard as everything went black as the shadows swallowed me.
POV Normal:
Sting slowly laid the unconscious girl on the super king size bed. Rogue hung a 'Do not disturb' sign on the handle of the door and locked it. Almost half an hour had passed when Lucy began to regain consciousness.
POV Lucy Heartfilia:
I sat up on the bed. Taking in my surroundings I noticed it was a master suite. "Hello sleeping beauty." I turned my head toward the source of the remark. "Sting, you and Rogue better let me go now." I seethed with anger. "Or what?" Sting challenged. "Or Natsu will kick your asses just like he did during the games." I said a matter-of-factly. "We'll see about that." Sting retorted as he strode over to the bed. "Now," he started, "Let's see what Salamander's been missing." Sting crawled onto the bed as I backed all the way up to the headboard. I noticed Rogue sitting quietly in a large chair across the room watching the scene unfold. "Please," I pleaded, "Don't do this." Sting stopped and looked at me and for a moment I believed I saw genuine concern in his gaze. This quickly faded and his gaze returned to how it looked before, hungry and full of lust. "It'll be okay Lucy. At first it'll hurt, but then you're gonna feel so good." He stated reassuringly. I am not having this, I thought to myself, not my first time like this. Sting came closer so I did the only thing I could think of, "Lucy kick!" I yelled furiously. However, Sting caught my leg inches away from his face. "Oh I see," he started, "You like it rough." I struggled in his grasp, but he was too strong and he overcame me almost instantly. I felt his hands travel up my body hungrily. He pinned my hands to the bed using his own, and began greedily forcing his mouth on mine. All of his weight on top of me, I started to shake my head to release his mouth from my own. But he pressed his lips against mine even harder. The force of his kiss hurt, but not nearly as much as his fangs did pulling on my bottom lip. Opening my mouth in a silent scream gave Sting the opportunity to further his exploration. His long reptilian tongue darted inside of my mouth; I could feel as it traveled every inch from the top of my teeth to the back of my throat. I started to gag on it and Sting took this as a sign to begin. Removing his lips from mine his tongue traveled to my collarbone tracing its outline. He straddled my stomach as he used his hands to rip my top in two, revealing my pink lace bra. I put my hands up so he could go no further, but he took this as a challenge. Quickly removing his arm length gloves he tied them together in a makeshift rope he then used it to bind my hands above my head out of the way. He started moving slowly taking his time, as he unclasped my strapless bra his hands moved up from my sides to my fully exposed breasts. He grabbed each of my breasts in his hands as if he was holding onto them for dear life. The pain was sharp as he roughly massaged them, then moving his face down to them he ran his tongue up through my cleavage sending shivers down my spine. Sting then focused his tongue on my left nipple while kneading the right nipple with his thumb and forefinger. His tongue made circles around my nipple causing it to become extremely sensitive. I held my breath trying to keep every moan rising up in the back of my throat from releasing. I would not give Sting the satisfaction, but as he began nibbling my nipple I couldn't help as a gasp escaped from my lips. Releasing it from his mouth he looked up and smiled as he repeated the process with my right nipple. I could feel my body betraying me as Sting's eyes went from my erect nipples to my bare stomach. He trailed hard kisses down my abdomen each one like kindling adding to the growing fire in between my legs. He removed my skirt the same way he removed my top shredding it in two. I held my legs tightly together but Sting pulled them apart so easily it made me sick. I was so much weaker than them and it was because of this I was about to lose my innocence to someone I barely knew. Prying my legs apart Sting turned his attention to my quivering womanhood. "Look at this," Sting laughed, "You're so wet you're practically begging for it." Ripping the delicate lace thong from my lower body was no trouble at all. He slowly slid a finger inside of me with ease. This was so new to me I didn't know how to react as he began to slid his finger in and out. His finger penetrated the wet folds in between my legs over and over again and before I knew it he had two whole fingers inside. I felt a strange sensation building in my lower abdomen as his fingers gained momentum going in and out. "Damn you're so tight I can't even fit three fingers." He remarked with great surprise. The strange feeling in my abdomen grew as he forced his fingers in faster and faster until finally I felt sweet release. I had several erotic novels at home under my bed and had read many accounts of a woman experiencing an orgasm; however this was a whole new personal feeling to me. Sting pulled his fingers out of me abruptly, "Mmm, a virgin," he mused as he sucked my juices off of his fingers. He rose from the position in between my legs to stand by the bed. I watched helplessly as he began to remove his clothes. After removing his half shirt he began unhooking his suspenders as he pulled down his pants revealing his large manhood standing at attention. My eyes widened, "That's not going to fit!" I argued as he climbed back onto the bed completely nude. He gave a quick chuckle his abs rippling as he got on his knees positioning himself. I watched in horror as he grabbed my hips pulling me closer. I tensed up as he began to enter me. Just putting the tip in caused my whole body to go limp. "That's it relax." Sting advised. Soon I felt about half of his length inside of me I couldn't take anymore as his member approached the thin membrane that had kept me chaste for so long. Tears filled my eyes as his hips reared back and in one forceful thrust he broke it. A small scream escaped my lips as the deed was done, tears flowing down my cheeks I looked up at him. The monster who took my innocence stared back into my eyes lovingly. I couldn't comprehend this, the love in his eyes made no sense. He gently began a rhythmic movement pushing and pulling. Soon his rhythm increased faster and faster. I could feel myself orgasm every so often. "Oh Lucy," Sting moaned over and over until finally he thrust himself inside of me as hard as he could. I thought my hips were going to shatter as his member emptied itself in my womb. It was at this moment the realization of a pregnancy came crashing in, however this thought was replaced as I felt a searing pain on my neck. I felt Sting's fangs bite down hard into my soft flesh. "AHH! What the fuck?!" I yelled. Sting pulled out and laid beside me, I watched his chest quickly rise and fall. "I've marked you Lucy. Our love is forever, you are my mate." He informed me breathing heavily. "However," he began, "Rogue and I are a team, and therefore we share." Sting rolled off the bed onto his feet. "You're up." He said looking towards Rogue. "Well," Rogue answered, "I suppose if you took her virginity this way it's only fitting I take her other virginity." I looked up at Rogue in disgust as he strode purposefully towards the bed. "What other virginity?" I asked confused. Rogue smiled softly staring at my bare body. "Oh Sting, she's so innocent it's adorable." Rogue began removing his clothes and by the time he was stripped down to his pants my body was shaking in fear. Rogue reached for my leg but I quickly jerked it away. "Mmm she's feisty. I like that." He stared at my body, his eyes filled with an animal-like hunger. Rogue moved slowly onto the bed and roughly grabbed the ankle I had previously jerked away. "Please stop, Rogue. I thought you were better than this," I pleaded pitifully. Rogue grabbed both of my thighs and dragged my bottom closer to his erected manhood. "You thought wrong," he smirked wickedly. I tried to wiggle away but he just tightened his grip on my inner thighs. He lifted my butt from the bed and grabbed a pillow near my head sliding it under me. I then felt the tip of his manhood began to enter me only he wasn't at the hole previously violated by Sting. "NOOOOO!" I screamed. "Anything but that. Not there Rogue please!" Suddenly I felt his hips buck as he forced his way into ass. Tears streamed down my face as he pushed it deeper inside of me. It felt as if he was tearing me apart from the inside out. I watched as his face grew red with strain and a thin sheen of sweat developed on his chiseled chest. He pumped harder and harder until finally I felt his manhood twitch in release as he erupted inside of my ass releasing his seed. He finished with a beastly grunt and sunk his fangs on the opposite side of my neck where Sting had marked me. My eyes filled with more tears as Rogue pulled away with a blood covered smile. Rogue licked his lips and sat on the bed next to me. "Hmm that was fun. You taste delicious," he remarked as he untied my hands. I rubbed my raw, red wrists and pulled my knees to my chest. The pain was so unbearable my body had grown numb from the harsh treatment. "Natsu where are you?" I whispered as the tears fell onto the crinkled bed sheets. Rogue got off the bed and pulled on his pants chuckling darkly. "You really think Salamander will save you?" I looked towards him with hatred in my glare. "Yes h-he will." I stuttered angrily. Sting rose from his chair by the window "We will see soon enough, Lucy. Now how about round two," he smirked creeping closer to the bed.