Lucy swung her legs as she sat on the barstool, finishing the bloody mary and grinning when Mira Jane set a plate with fresh fruit an a warm sweet roll on it in front of her.

That drink had done the trick, she felt loads better and was ravenously hungry. Glancing over at Cana who was working on some French toast she speared a slice of melon with her fork and waved it toward the Card Mage.

"Don't stress it Cana, it was still fun. I was a little worried you had Natsu mixed in there anyway, Lisanna wouldn't be amused." She said, popping the melon into her mouth.

"He wasn't, he's taken, I just mentioned him last night because I was going through all of the men at that table. Besides, I still can't figure out what the fuck went wrong. It should have worked…" Cana sighed.

Lucy smiled at her friend, picking up a strawberry from her plate and swirling it in the Romanov sauce Mira had put in a little bowl on the plate.

Lucy was about addicted to the stuff, the creamy white concoction was a kind of icing and had just the right amount of rum in it to make it heavenly on fruit.

Once she'd coated half the berry in the icing she bit in and closed her eyes as the tangy juice from the berry mixed with the sweet icing and bite of the rum. The soft moan she made had Cana snickering.

"You need a man, a woman shouldn't get that worked up over food." She said. Lucy grinned, grabbing another strawberry and dipping it in the sauce and holding it out for Cana who gave her an odd look.

"Try it before you judge me bitch." Lucy pressed. Cana quirked a brow but bit into the berry Lucy was hold and her eyes shot wide then closed and she moaned.

Lucy turned back to her plate, dipping a hunk of melon into the sauce "Uh huh…that's what I thought." She snapped her fingers and tossed her hair and Cana laughed "Hell, Mira! I need a bowl of that damn stuff, shit it's almost as sweet as sex."

Lucy smiled, licking it off the piece of fruit she was nibbling "I could find lots of uses for it to make it a part of sex…" She said quietly and Cana cackled.

"What the ever loving fuck is going on with all of them?" Laxus asked quietly.

Bickslow shook his head "I have no idea boss…but damn if I'm not enjoying it." He grinned, lolling out his tongue.

Gajeel was still transfixed, watching Lucy lick that white creamy whatever it was off the piece of fruit she had. He, Laxus, Bickslow and Freed had all frozen when Lucy had moaned with that strawberry in her mouth, then watched as she'd fed one to Cana.

"I think I'm heading home…" Freed rose and hurried from the Guild. Bickslow shook his head slowly "That was…." He trailed off.

"Fucking hot is what that was, damn you Fairies have some hot sexy women." Bacchus had come and sat down with them and was eyeing Erza now as she took one of the strawberries from Lucy.

All four men stared in disbelief as Erza…Titania…swinger of swords castrator of men, moaned with her lips wrapped around a strawberry.

"…I am actually getting a hard on…" Bacchus breathed

Bickslow slid a little farther from the man but didn't take his eyes off the girls all sharing fruit dipped in something that…well…it looked like cum.

"What the fuck is going on…" Laxus repeated.

Gajeel looked up as Pantherlily drifted down onto the table in front of him, grateful for the distraction. His pants were uncomfortably tight and he wasn't even wearing snug pants.

"What are you all star…" Lily had turned and was watching the scene now for a few moments before turning back to Gajeel "Why are they acting like that?" He asked in confusion.

"So you see it too huh?" Laxus asked. Lily looked back at the women "Well, they're all acting like they're…in heat or something…" The exceed said.

Both Dragon Slayers froze, they didn't get why the women were all acting crazy lately, but they could both smell how different they all were, and there was almost something else happening, beyond the physical changes they could smell so well.

They understood the "in heat" concept though, being Dragon Slayers that had a part of the year when even the males basically went into heat.

"But what could be causing it?" Lily asked, only answered by shaking heads.

Gajeel watched Lucy continue working on her breakfast, she was slowly pulling apart some sort of bun now, sticking the pieces of it into her mouth and licking the glaze from her fingers slowly.

Then it happened, she looked right at him, her large brown eyes peering through thick dark lashes as she stuck her index finger against her tongue and licked it slowly clean of the glaze from the bun.

Gajeels whole body reacted, like Laxus had sent a bolt into his spine or something except this heat went straight to his cock. He held her gaze though, unable to look away.

Lucy hadn't planned anything, her mind wasn't even in the gutter like it had been most of the week. She was honestly enjoying being goofy with her friends and her tasty breakfast.

When she noticed Gajeels dark red eyes on her though something just stirred up in her. Her confidence soared, not a trace of shyness or uncertainty was to be found as she turned on her stool to meet his gaze.

She peeled off another section of the sticky bun, put the dough into her mouth and then, watching him through her lashes, licked the glaze from the bun off her finger.

She felt his gaze heat, outwardly he looked no different but something in her sensed it, that she was getting to him, that she was stirring him up and she knew exactly how and instead of making her feel flustered and embarrassed she was deeply, deeply pleased. Determined to keep the Iron Dragon Slayers eyes locked on her for as long as she could hold them.

She pulled off another piece of the bun, it stuck to her index finger and she slid the finger all the way into her mouth to the base, wrapping her lips around it and slowly pulling it from her mouth. When the finger cleared her lips she darted her tongue out to lick the perfect red fingernail.

She saw him shudder and smiled faintly when he finally looked away, eyes turning to Lily. As soon as he did she turned back toward the bar to finish her light meal, got Mira to make her a cinnamon latte to go and then, assuring her friends she would return later, headed out the door.

Her intention was to go home, she needed to get the linens out of the dryer and back on her bed and stop by the magic shop and check with them to see if they had gotten any new keys in.

"What was that in there Bunny?" A deep voice came from just behind and to her right side. She turned her head and looked up at the Iron Dragon Slayer, drifting along just past him was Lily.

"What was what exactly?" She asked innocently. His hand caught her arm and stopped her but for some reason, anger, fear, even surprise just weren't in her today. In their place was an exhilarating confidence she wasn't used to.

She moved the arm he held so her hand could turn and her fingers slid lightly over the studs on his forearm, the way the muscles of his arm suddenly tensed, the slight widening of his eyes, even the way he pulled a deeper breath in out of rhythm, she caught it all.

He narrowed his eyes then "Licking your fingers, staring at me, all that stuff with the berries and whatever that white stuff was…" Gajeel said gruffly.

Lucy took a step closer to him with a smile "Just being friendly Gajeel, you know?" She pulled her arm from his grip and resumed walking. After a moment she heard a soft "Fuck." and heard his boots beside her again.

"Bunny, that wasn't "friendly" you were playing at in there." He said. She looked up at him, the same way she had in the guild, through her lashes, with that sultry "come here" smile and Gajeel felt his blood heating more by the moment but was determined to find out what was going on with the women.

"Really? What would you say it was then?" She asked, again with that innocent but sexy as hell tone that he had never heard from any woman before.

"Flirting, friendly doesn't suck and lick a finger like that." He responded.

"Hmm, really? I don't know Gajeel, I was just having breakfast, you think the way I eat is flirtatious?" She asked, and she turned into her building, stopping just inside the landing at the base of the stairs, making him either step into the close enclosed area or stand out on the street with her in the shadows of the staircase.

She smiled when he stepped right up to her, there was nothing in the Dragon Slayer that was less than strong, or that lacked his driven confidence. Right now he was after answers, the need for them pushed him and he told himself that was all it was, though internally, his dragon was stirred up, clawing to get at the female he could smell.

Oh could he smell Lucy right now too, in the enclosed landing, so close to her, she smelled intoxicating, heavy pheromones poured off of her, mingling with her distinct vanilla and strawberries scent and…arousal, hot, strong sexual arousal. When her eyes locked with his he didn't doubt every bit of that arousal was directed right at him too.

There was something else, a faint wisp of another scent in hers, almost fully integrated into it too, spicy, he couldn't put a finger on it but it was the farthest thing from top priority right now.

Right now Lucy had stepped onto the first step of the staircase and he realized where they were, at her apartment building. He had only been here a couple of times and he couldn't even recall why but he remembered it.

On that step she was almost eye to eye with him and she tilted her head, that smile lifting her full pink lips. "I asked if you found my eating flirtatious Gajeel." She repeated her former question and she reached out a hand touching his chest, a finger tracing over the grey piping that lined the button path on the front of his black tunic.

"I did." He admitted "and I want to know what's getting you to act like this?"

Her smile had gotten brighter when he said the first part, but she turned on her heel without answering the question, heading up the stairs.

Gajeel grit his teeth in frustration, following her up the stairs after glancing at Lily. "I'll be right out here." Lily said.

She opened her door and left it open for him walking in and heading straight to the closet that held her laundry machines.

Without a backward glance at Gajeel she walked over to the machine, pulled out her linens and set about making her bed.

The Dragon Slayer said nothing more, watching her while leaning against the door.

Gajeel shook his head slightly, trying to clear his head. Walking in here behind her had been a mistake. Her scent was so thick in the air it was clouding his ability to put thoughts together. He could smell it, hell he could practically taste it, it was so thick and heavy in the air.

Arousal, sex, with that strawberry and vanilla and also that…spice, feminine, it was so distinctly female. All of the women carried that, but it was usually just a part of their overall distinct scents, Lucys was usually buried in with that strawberry type smell of hers, giving it just this right nudge into female so you always knew it was her and that she was an adult female. Wendy didn't have that part in her scent yet.

Gajeel couldn't get past it, he'd never smelled it so strongly before but Lucys little apartment was just thick with it.

"Bunny…what the hell is happening with you?" He managed, grateful his fucking voice didn't break. He had the thought he probably needed to get the hell out of this apartment, his body was going haywire, his senses were feeling overwhelmed.

"There's nothing wrong with me Gajeel…I feel so…good. Better than I ever have really." She replied then, running her hands over her bedspread before turning from her now completed task and starting toward him.

Gajeel was a predator, he had been raised by the absolute top predator on Earthland and was confident in his role. He'd hunt, he loved it, there was nothing that compared to stalking and running down prey, it was why he'd take missions to go after dark mages, thieves and such even in parts of cities that he knew were ridiculously dangerous, because that thrill, the adrenaline, made it so worth the risks.

Leaning against the door, watching her move toward him, in his entire life he had never felt as hunted as he did in that moment. He definitely had never felt so certain he didn't have much of a chance either.

His hand moved quickly to the door knob and he stepped to the side and yanked it open, backing outside, deeply grateful there was a chilly breeze that brought fresh air flowing up the stairwell that immediately let his head start functioning better.

It wasn't fast enough though, Lucy stepped right up to him and when his back hit the wall across from her door he had nowhere left to go. Her hands slid up his chest and they were hot, he could feel it right through the fabric of his tunic, they sent thrills through his body, making his thoughts stop again, halting his ability to do much more than look through narrowed eyes into hers.

Her eyes, what he saw in them was purely confident and predatory, so painfully alluring, her full lips were parted and she ran her pink tongue over them as her eyes fixed on his mouth and Gajeels breathing caught then.

What the hell was she doing? What was this?! There was no shyness, no hesitation, none of the cutesy girl there in front of him, just a powerful, sultry woman and he was so stunned that as she leaned into him, pressed her body against his, he couldn't even think of what to do.

"and yes…Gajeel…I was flirting…I'm so glad you noticed…" She whispered, then her lips sealed over his and his whole body caught fire.

Lucy was in her glory, where she was getting the guts to stalk Gajeel of all the men in the guild, clear out onto the landing outside her door she didn't know but she was fucking going with it.

His crimson eyes were smoldering and his lips parted slightly as he opened the door and backed through it, the left side of his upper lip lifting and flashing one of his sharp white fangs for a moment.

It absolutely thrilled her, that glimpse of one the dragon traits she found so intensely sexy. When his back hit that wall and he didn't turn away she had the brief thought that she should stop at her door, but she brushed it aside.

She always second guessed every damn thing, never trusted herself and what the hell was that about? She was a woman damn it, a grown woman and she knew what she fucking wanted. He had deep red eyes, broad shoulders, a body that made her mouth water, long raven black hair and he was right there within arms reach.

She met those dark eyes again and licked her lips before returning her attention to his, "and yes…Gajeel…I was flirting…I'm so glad you noticed…"

Then she was kissing him and the best part was he was letting her. When she felt his hands come to her hips and pull her more firmly against him she moaned, pressing her tongue against those hot soft lips of his, the moment they parted she deepened the kiss and his tongue met hers.

He smelled so good, like sun warmed metal in the rain, tasted incredible and his body, oh God his body. Muscle as hard as rock flexed and tensed under her hands as they roamed over his sides, she could feel the delicious hardness against her breasts. He started to pull back and her hands flew into that thick hair, fisting into it tightly and holding him fast as she devoured his mouth.

He growled when she tried to hold onto control and she felt heat curl in her belly when his fingers bit into her skin and he pressed harder into the kiss. He was all male, and the aggressive, dominant force of him was something she found deeply attractive.

She felt so hot, she was burning alive against him and she loved it, wanted more, so much more, she wanted to feel that skin bare under her hands, wanted to scrape her nails over those hard muscles and wrap her legs around his trim hips, dig her heels into that firm ass.

He growled again then when she pressed harder against him and it intensified the thrill she was riding, the heat in her body. She raised one of her legs trying to wrap it around him but the wall behind him prevented her.

A sound from the bottom of the stairwell cut through the heavy fog the pair were in, giving Gajeel the jump start to his brain he needed. He managed to wrench his mouth from Lucys and tilt his head back against the wall to keep her from reclaiming their kiss.

"Lucy…answer me…what…you aren't acting normal…" He got out, breathing hard. His body was almost out of control after that kiss, he'd kissed plenty of women, he was pretty sure he was good at it too from the way they reacted, but he'd fought to hold his own there, and the heat of it had been mind blowing.

He honestly didn't know if this was how she was, her other behavior, her heavy scent, he knew that was off, but whether or not she was always this…fucking hot with this sort of thing…well…he'd thought about it, hell he'd jacked off a few times thinking about her, but if it was normal for her…he didn't know.

God…she sure seemed interested in him, and if she really was and this was how she was? Holy hell when he got her into bed…

He shook the thought, what was wrong with him? She wasn't acting like herself, none of the women were, and he was trying to find out why, what had happened to change things so drastically in just a few days.

"Fuck normal, this is my normal Gajeel, I like how I feel…" she grabbed his hand and placed it on her full round ass, pressing her breasts against his chest again since he'd pushed her back. Her other hand slid to the front of his pants, he tensed and hissed through his teeth when she grabbed his firm member "and you sure do seem to like how I feel too…don't you? Come on Gajeel…don't be shy…"

He pulled her hand off of him, and slid his to the small of her back, taking a step to the side down a stair, bringing her eyes almost level with his.

His gaze was searching, wary. "There's not a shy bone in my body Lucy…and I like how you feel plenty but something is…off, with you." He said heatedly.

She smiled, that sexy "come get me" smile he'd seen the last few days and, to his great pleasure, always directed at him, but even so he was certain something wasn't quite right and even though he wanted her so bad it hurt, would have loved nothing more than to sweep her up take her back into her apartment and fuck her until that sky high need he sensed from her was sated.

He also happened to respect Lucy, he liked her, a part of him didn't want just some hot heavy fuck fest with the blonde and it was winning out right now. So was the fact that Pantherlily was clearing his throat loudly at the bottom of the stairs. If he gave in and took her right now, he might be taking advantage of her, he felt like that was a distinct possibility too no matter what she said.

"I bet you could help get me "off" just fine Gajeel…I'd love for you to try…" She said suddenly and Gajeels mouth fell open, Lucy took the opportunity and grabbed his face in her hands, kissing him fiercely, her tongue shooting into his mouth again and Gajeel was reeling once more.

The dragon in him was raging to just scoop her up, take her inside and fuck the hell out of her, and a growing part of the rest of him was starting to share that opinion.

Maybe if he did, she'd settle down enough he could get some answers, sure would be the best damn way he'd ever solved an issue before. Right?

He pushed her back, looking into her eyes warningly "bad time of the year to tease a dragon Bunny Girl." He rasped.

She met his look with firm defiance "I'm not teasing, I want you Gajeel, and I'm fucking done tip toeing around that."

Fuck…she was just one shock after another for him today. He stared at her for a few moments, heard Lily clear his throat again, they were supposed to be leaving on a job that would take them up near Hakobe, perfect way to put some extra cash in his pocket before he had to take a week or so off for mating season.

"I've got a train to catch Bunny…but when I get back…" he leaned in this time, kissing her, letting just a piece of the mad desire he was feeling now push into the hungry way he took her mouth.

He pulled away and they were both breathless, he looked into her eyes once more, still unsure of what all he saw in hers, and took the stairs down quickly, snatching his pack from in front of Lily and hurry his stride to get some distance, and hopefully a little clarity between him and the Blonde bombshell that had just shaken him so soundly.

Lucy leaned back against her doorframe, breathing hard and biting her lower lip. God that kiss had curled her fucking toes! There was no end to how hot that man was, and she kicked her heel against the doorframe realizing he wasn't just going to be gone for a day or two.

She heaved a sigh, turning and going back into her apartment and closing the door. She could still faintly smell him and when she rolled her tongue in her mouth she smiled wickedly, and she could still taste him.

She turned and went to get her purse from the couch before heading to the magic shop, as she went back through her door she didn't notice the faint shimmering pink card hovering near the ceiling above her bed, walking out having never seen it.

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Levy walked along toward the market district at a slow pace. Normally, she wouldn't really notice her surroundings. She'd be reading the book she had in her bag as she walked. She wanted to read it, was very interested in it, but something was keeping her from being able to really focus on it today.

It was really unlike her, but then, she'd been doing a lot of things lately that were sort of out of character. Last nights drinking was one thing, and all of the sex talk with the girls, then all of these dirty dreams she'd been having lately.

She normally would blush crimson over it remembering last nights intense scenes but the only thing about it all that got to her was for the first time, she'd actually seen who she'd been having sex with in the dream.

Her mind replayed looking over that tall gorgeous body. She could almost feel the firm muscles under her fingers again, the full lips on hers. Levy hesitated, standing still for a moment and trying to clear her head. This was crazy, and the person in her dream stunned the hell out of her.

She'd never in a million years ever thought about him that way. He had always almost frightened her with his brash over the top personality. He was fun, god she'd hidden herself behind her hands laughing at some of his antics plenty of times, he had a way of inserting little zingers into just about any conversation that took everything and made it seem crazy funny.

But he was so bold, fearless it seemed, even in the face of Laxus at times. She had seen him take snarky jabs at the Thunder God himself, and watched Laxus even snicker. He had a disarming way about him, you knew he was deadly powerful, his magic sure was, but there were times he was just damn cute too. It had to be what Cana had said about him that had put him into her head that way and now she couldn't shake it.

"Bickslow? Under that armor he's got the body of a fucking God, he's strong, kinky, funloving, he'd have you laughing until he had you screaming and that tongue? Can you fucking imagine what he can do with that tongue?!"

Cana had pegged the Seith mage and it had to have gotten stuck in Levys head just because she'd never thought about him that way. Now though, she couldn't seem to think about much else. She'd rarely seen Bickslow without his visor but knew he had a handsome face, exotic even, with dark red eyes that had those concentric circles surrounding the pupils.

While he normally wore armored clothes when he was going onto missions, she'd seen him at the guild in jeans and plain T-shirts, and knew Cana was right about his body.

She had heard Freed talking about Bickslow being an accomplished acrobat, capable to incredibly agile and difficult flips, hand stands such, that he worked out almost every day and practiced his skills sometimes even while the Thunder Tribe was out on jobs.

The lighthearted mage had always seemed like one of those people Levy watched, enjoyed being around, but never interacted with because she couldn't keep up with them and their high spirited ways.

Yet last night her in the arms of the Seith Mage, and they'd been the most erotic, white hot dreams she'd ever had. She wasn't sure she would ever be able to look at Bickslow again without imagining him naked with herself on top of him.

Shaking her head again she turned and hurried into the bookstore that was one of her stops. "Hi Gene!" She called out to the owner. The portly man looked up and grinned at her "Good morning Levy! Shipments already all out on the shelves." The man called to her.

She knew every bookstore and its owners in Magnolia. Smiling she went to the section on languages and wasn't surprised to see Freed, head bent over a book a couple isles down oddly in the section on biology.

"You know Freed, there are other kinds of heavenly bodies I'd rather be researching." She heard a deep voice brimming with humor quip. Snapping her head around she watched Bickslow emerge from an isle, a book on the planets in his long fingered hand.

He had bladed sunglasses on instead of his visor, and was in snug light blue jeans and a decidedly tight moss green work out shirt with the insignia of one of the top sporting clothes designers on the front of the mock turtle neck, on the breast and on both shoulders. The fabric was that stretchy material that was supposed to breathe so well and had a distinct sheen to it.

Levy had never owned anything like that but Lucy had a few bras and work out pants made by the same company and half of Jets wardrobe seemed to include things made by them.

The shirt looked like it was almost painted over Bickslows sculpted torso and Levy licked her lips as he walked past her isle, those jeans hugged him in all the right places too, yeah, Cana had not been wrong about the mans body.

He hesitated then, looking over at her and smiled "Hey there Bookworm." He greeted her. She smiled, why she wasn't looking away, blushing and running to hide she didn't know but instead of her usual flustered retreat she gave the man a warm smile.

"Like researching heavenly bodies huh?" She asked in a voice so much stronger than her usual squeeks.

Now he turned to face her and stepped into her isle, his smile breaking into a grin. Damn he had nice lips, she'd never noticed before, full and they looked soft…tasty.

"I like devilish bodies too." He said.

"Really? And what would your favorite part of a heavenly…or devilish…body..be?" She almost purred some of her words, and thrilled seeing him still, his lips parting slightly in surprise, grin faltering for a moment.

He tilted his head, as if trying to figure her out and Levy felt her confidence soar at seeing his reactions.

Bickslow was nearly floored, he honestly had never given the little bluenette a whole lot of thought. She seemed like a female version of Freed. Face always in a book, usually pretty serious, brainy and shy.

He must have had her all wrong, because the little vixen was looking at him in a way that had his body warming up and that voice, when she'd purred that last bit out, emphasizing "body" a fucking thrill had run up his spine.

He shook his head "Well I like most parts but if I had to pick, I'd say I'm a leg man, I like a nice set of legs on a woman." He admitted.

It was true, he loved long legs, and suddenly he realized, the little Bookworm had them, and damn if they weren't long, shapely, and sexy as hell peeking out from under her short little blue skirt, hugged deliciously in thigh high black stockings, she had a nice ass too, round and full and emphasized by the heels she was in.

Her Black sweater hugged a trim waist and firm breasts, she wasn't stacked up heavy but she had everything that counted and he bet those breasts would fit nicely in his palms.

Damn she smelled good too, her perfume was catching him, he usually didn't notice things like that, but right now, the sweet scent was really getting to him, hell it was outright turning him on.

She smiled up at him, those hazel eyes peeking through thick lashes demurely and she reached down and lifted the side of her skirt until the toned side of her ass cheek showed along with the edge of sheer black lace panties.

"Legs like these?" She asked softly.

Bickslow drew in a deep breath, feeling her words hit him right in his crotch. Holy hell he'd had no clue Levy McGarden was like this, if he'd had the faintest idea he would have been making a point of getting her attention a long time ago.

He nodded then, his voice dropped, still laced with amusement but with a husky edge to it when he answered her. "Exactly like those Bookworm, they look good, would look even better wrapped around me."

He was a consummate flirt, it was so much a part of him he couldn't hold it back, and while in his head he was going over any and everything he knew about this little minx in front of him, he came around to the fact that quiet, brilliantly smart women that were this damn sexy were rare. No wonder Jet and Droy followed her around like puppies. After this, he was pretty sure he planned to as well.

"You know…I'd like to test that theory." She said softly then, and took a step right up to him. One of her small hands pressed against his stomach just above the waistline of his jeans and slid up his chest, the fingers curling slightly over each muscle as it went and sending hot thrills through his body like nothing he'd ever felt before.

She leaned in, the top of her head coming just about above his pectorals, bringing her eyes even with them and she put both hands on the large muscles, her finger nails digging into him slightly.

She tilted her head back then, after clearly letting her eyes wander over his body and making his heart rate spike.

The beautiful hazel eyes were swimming with a lusty confidence the Seith Mage had never imagined this woman had, and her full pouty pink lips parted begging for his and he was just about beside himself wanting to grab her, slam her into one of these shelves and ravish her.

"So tall…I can't reach you…" She smiled faintly and he smirked, one thought bringing his babies over to them, the tikis drifted down and she grinned when they created a step for her that she happily took.

She found herself lifted to the perfect height in front of the tall man "Oh I do love your babies Bickslow…" She breathed and then leaned toward him, hands on his shoulders and he closed the distance, capturing her lips hungrily.

Bickslow couldn't get his thoughts together, he'd been fine, helping Freed try to find some sort of clue about what the hell might be going on with Fairy Tails women. The rune mage had insisted they wouldn't find anything in the guild library and had insisted they try a few bookstores he knew were expecting new books in.

So Bickslow had followed Freed, being the only member of the Raijinshu that didn't get impatient helping Freed research things. Not that Bickslow was anywhere close to being as into reading as his teammate, but the Seith Mage didn't mind it if he had some sort of purpose. Freed was pretty good at directing these sessions too, usually knowing what he was looking for and pretty good at telling Bickslow so he could help.

Bickslow had the additional benefit of an Eidetic memory, if he saw something, he could recall it in perfect and complete detail even if his eyes had only skimmed over it, something Freed actually envied but had learned to use and Bickslow had become Freeds research helper.

So he was in here, helping Freed, and finding Levy here didn't surprise him in the least. But the way she was acting, and the way she smelled. Whatever she was wearing…it was incredible, overwhelming and yet so subtle he couldn't put a name to what it smelled like, all he knew was it seriously turned him on and made his thinking a little fuzzy.

It also made him…want her, he was suddenly asking himself why the hell he'd never noticed her, or paid any attention to her, thinking that with her sweet personality, the way she was so affectionate with people, so accepting, maybe she was the one?

He rarely thought down those paths, devoted to enjoyment and taking life a day at a time, Bickslow wasn't really one to worry a lot about relationships. Sure, he'd never had a girlfriend exactly, he'd just slept with a lot of women, had a few fuck buddies.

It wasn't that he was opposed to the idea, far from it, he'd love nothing more than to pamper a woman, but his magic was a put off for most, so he never really pursued women too hard for anything long term, even though he knew he'd enjoy it.

Why these thoughts were coming into him in a flood as Levys soft lips were moving under his and his tongue was teasing and caressing hers he couldn't say, all he knew was she felt absolutely amazing in his arms, smelled intoxicating and had his blood about to boil and all in a very short span of time.

Levy was just about drunk with pleasure, power, excitement. Never in her life had she had the courage to do what she had just done. She'd never flirted with anyone, and this had been just hella hot.

Bickslow had always been a little intimidating to her, so boisterous, wild, and that he was a serious flirt with a reputation for being probably at least on par with Laxus as far as sleeping with numerous women went had always kept him well beyond where Levy had ever had the courage to even think about reaching.

He was part of the Raijinshu, used a rare and mysterious type of magic that completely fascinated her, that she knew from research required the mage to have incredible control, careful management and serious power in order to use it and she knew Bickslow used it well.

His laugh, his jokes, his fearlessness and the ease with which he made friends and got along with pretty much everyone in the guild was something she had always envied. Shy and nervous as she was, Bickslow was pretty close to her polar opposite.

But he was definitely attractive, and oh so delicious in his tight jeans and skin tight shirt.

Bickslow was responsive too, no hesitation, it didn't even seem to occur to the man not to let himself react to her advances and his carefree acceptance just spurred her on more.

She'd never done much kissing, hell, she'd never done much of anything, hidden behind her books, shyness, frustration and fears she felt like she'd found the real Levy.

It was the best feeling she'd ever experienced, and not only did it bring out parts of her she'd only dreamed she possessed, having fun with that had this handsome, sexy hunk of a man wrapping his arms around her while she threaded her fingers into his surprisingly dark blue and black hair and hummed softly as his tongue, of dear GOD his tongue…danced with hers in her mouth.

He tasted so intensely good, smelled spicy and delicious, had that exotic edge to him and his body was so hard and hot pressed against hers, his arms felt so good around her too.

"You know…I had…no idea…you even liked me.." Bickslow said between kisses.

She pulled back and looked through the dark blade that went over his eyes, she could see them behind it. "Bicks…I think you're the sexiest thing alive…" She admitted.

He grinned, kissing her just below her jaw "That so?" He asked.

Levy nodded "You're always so…interesting…sharp…brave…and I meant it…about my legs…" She whispered the last part against his ear before she ran her tongue over his ear lobe and grinned when he moaned softly.

"Keep it up Bookworm and I'm gonna make you show me." He said

Levy felt a thrill at his words, "can I assume…" she said, kissing him briefly "that means you might like me too?"

He pulled back, smiling at her "Oh I think I do…I think I need to get to know you better, I feel like I've been really missing out…"

Levy slid a hand down from his hair then, letting it move until it was teasing the waistline of his jeans and tugging on the button there. "I'd like to get to know you better too." She purred.

He sucked in a sharp breath at the implication of her little action when she tugged on his jeans and looked hard at her "Busy today?" He asked.

Levy smiled, shaking her head, her blue locks swirling around her shoulders and he immediately slid a hand into them as that intoxicating scent hit him in another heavy wave.

"Then how bout we start now?" He invited.

Levy licked her lips, eyes moving to his mouth again, God that tongue, she wanted to feel it in her mouth again, wanted to feel it all over her if she was honest.

"I'd like that a lot…as long as we go somewhere…private" She whispered, leaning in and sealing her lips over his again, parting her lips immediately and he took the invitation, his tongue dancing with hers again, sweeping through her mouth as if exploring every inch of her.

When he pulled back they were both breathing harder.

He turned his head but kept his eyes on her "Hey Freed!" He called. An uninterested hum replied from a few isles away "I'll see ya later man…"

Freeds voice came, sounding uninterested "Fine Bickslow, I'll see you at the Guild Hall later."

The Seith Mage stepped back, letting her step off his dolls and took her hand, leading her from the store.

Levy could feel her heart pounding, could feel fire shooting through her veins. Apparently Bickslow didn't live far from the market district. She shouldn't have been surprised when he turned down a street just off the main area.

The houses were exquisite old brownstones, she had looked at some rentals over here because she loved this part of town, so close to shops and cafes but everything was too expensive.

Since Bickslow and the Raijinshu took on such high risk jobs with Laxus, many of them S-Class it was no wonder he would have the money for a nice place.

Still she was impressed when he led her up onto the porch of a gorgeous brownstone in the middle of the nicest street. She would have wanted to walk all around and admire it all, but she was far too focused on the handsome man in front of her.

He pulled her inside and before the door closed she leapt into his arms, crashing their lips together and nearly sending him to the floor but his strength coupled with his very real agility spared them both the fall and instead her whirled her around, grabbing the back of one thigh and hoisting her leg around his hip.

He managed to get them both onto a soft black leather chaise lounge and Levy got her knees down on either side of him as he sat down.

Their kisses turned white hot in moments and she was yanking at the tight green shirt impatiently.

Bickslow chuckled against her mouth "Impatient huh?" He asked her.

She pulled back, looking impishly at him "Well there's so much I need to know about you…" She said in a low smooth tone she never knew she had.

"Hmm…" Bicklow grinned then placed a kiss on her collarbone, his tongue coming out and running over her exposed skin above the scooped neckline of her sweater. "such as?" he asked.

"Well, how much of your skin has this nice tan…" She asked, running her fingers over the muscles of his arm, which she'd noticed earlier were pretty nicely kissed by the sun, and likely genetics, he had that exotic look to him, his complexion was a deeper one.

Something he usually hid under all that armor he wore.

"All over me baby, when I work out I usually just wear shorts." He replied, placing kisses on her neck.

Levy was closing her eyes, leaning into him, loving how warm his lips were. "So you say…" she purred and he grinned, pulling his arms from around her and finally grabbing his shirt and pulling it off.

Levy bit her lip as an expanse of delicious tanned skin stretched over drool worthy sculpted muscle was laid bare for her hungry eyes.

He slid his cheek against hers then, nuzzling into her hair and running his tongue over the skin beneath her ear. "Happy now?" He asked.

Levy turned her face into his "It's a start." She allowed, drawing a surprised but approving smile from the Seith Mage.

His hands slid up under her sweater then and Levy moaned as he took her breasts in his hands, rubbing his palm over the soft lace of her bra then squeezed gently. She leaned into his hands, god that felt so good, nobody had ever touched her like this, she had never done any of these things and doing them all with this man, this enigmatic, smiling, handsome man whose whole personality just lifted her and made her feel so light and wild.

It was more than Levy had ever hoped for. "God you're beautiful…I…I can't believe I…" He was shaking his head, looking at her in wonder and Levy smiled at him.

"There's so much about me you don't know Bicks, why don't you start…learning." She invited, pulling her sweater off over her head to his clear approval.

It was the last trigger he needed, up until that point he was ready to just have a nice make out session with the sexy little script mage, but she seemed to have other ideas.

When she slid further against him and ground her hips against him Bickslow moaned, he was already getting hard and that was it, fire shot through every part of him and a single hand deftly undid her bra, sliding it down her arms and letting it fall to the floor while she reached down and undid the front of his jeans, when her hand slid down into his jeans he threw his head back with a gasp.

"Oh God…Levy…I am so fucking willing to go as far as you want…you sure about this?" He asked.

Levy ground harder against him, her hand closing over his hard erection and pushing down to the root with a firm grip.

Bickslows breath hissed through clenched teeth and Levy licked her tongue over his ear "That answer your question Bicks?" she purred.

He wrapped his arms around her then and stood, carrying her down the hallway and into a large bedroom that hosted a huge king sized bed that he laid her back on, following her.

"That was all I needed to know.." He whispered, then smiled "for the moment.." he added playfully and she giggled, pulling his mouth down to hers and letting herself just fall back into enjoying his hands, his lips, his tongue all lavishing pleasure onto her.

Bickslow was just mystified by how things were unfolding. First, the little bluenette had turned out to be a serious minx, then she'd come on to him, of all people she was interested in him.

After their short but steamy exchange in the bookstore he would have happily taken her out, in truth he still wanted to, if there was this much hidden that he'd never even dreamed possible in her, he really, badly wanted to know more.

Then there was this perfume, god she smelled so amazing, just breathing that in alone was enough to drive him wild, add in her small hands being pretty damn bold and he knew he'd give her whatever she was after from him.

Bickslow was dedicated to fun, he'd spent too much of his life miserable and had decided when he'd come to Fairy Tail he'd never let anything drag him down again.

He had a joke, a pun, a snarky come back for damn near anything and wasn't afraid of anyone enough not to let them fly. Sure he'd taken the nasty end of some of Laxus' lightning, Evergreen had turned him to stone more times than he cared to count and Freed had done some things to his kitchen once with rune enchantments that had him and his babies battling his cookware after he'd teased Freed about his hair a little much.

But it was all in good fun, and he believed a lot in not holding back, in living life to its fullest. So if the bluenette wanted to have sex with him, he was all for it, and he was going to show her one hell of a good time.

The way his thoughts kept getting so strangely pulled toward dating, a relationship, romance, it was sure not what he normally thought about while he was sliding his body against that of a woman but every time her drew in a breathe, smelled that scent she was covered in, his head just was all about things like that, giving her pleasure, sex, love, romance, the whole package.

It wasn't something he showed a lot, mostly because he'd really not had the opportunity, but Bickslow was a pretty hopeless romantic. He understood his magic put people off, so far no woman had been interested in more than just sleeping with him. But, on the bright side of that, he'd gained a pretty hefty amount of experience in bed, pleasing women.

He knew he was damn good in bed, he wasn't bad looking, took care of himself, and was fun to be with so getting women into his bed was easy for him, but he really did want to keep one around for more than just a night or two of hot sex.

Maybe the little bluenette would be the one. He knew she was a bright happy thing, and she had a sweet personality, he'd seen enough of her to know that she was a great person, it was just this little sex kitten side he'd been totally blindsided by, and in a good way.

He closed his eyes when she pulled off the bladed sunglasses and she kissed his eyelids, something that shocked the hell out of him. "I love your eyes…" she said softly and he was suddenly looking up into hers in surprise.

"They're so beautiful…your magic is so incredible…I want to see your eyes" She said firmly and that just amazed him. Most people were scared shitless by his eyes. He had flawless control over them anymore but had taken an easygoing attitude about that. If it made people uncomfortable, he just stuck with his visor or some other method of keeping his eyes covered.

"I can leave em off Levy…my eyes might glow a little, I uh, get riled up and they do that, but it's safe." He told her, she smiled, moving to him on her knees then and pushing his jeans and boxers down, he slid back, standing beside the bed to kick the last of his clothes off.

She was smiling wickedly when he looked back at her. Eyes freely running over his body without shame. Bickslow grinned "Like what you see?" He asked.

Levy licked her lips, did she like it? Holy mother of God she had at least six feet worth of sinful, delectable tanned skin and muscle in front of her and Bockslow wasn't shy either.

Grinning at her he raised his arms up behind his head and flexed, making his body undulate and lean back while he turned on a circle for her. Bringing a breathy laugh from her.

Levys mouth went dry and she felt the junction between her legs about to catch fire, almost dripping now with intense desire. Oh Gods yes, she wanted this man, she'd had a little tryst with Jet a few years ago, it hadn't worked out too well, but it was honestly her only experience with sex.

She couldn't even compare Jet to Bickslow, Jet was built well, she couldn't deny that but Bickslow just had more mass to him, broader shoulders, and holy hell was he handsome. His eyes were so open, nothing but amusement and heated desire in them. Desire for her.

God, he wanted her, she could see it, felt it, it was amazing, men didn't want her, they sometimes tripped over her while heading for curvy things like Cana or Lucy, but none of them ever noticed her.

Bickslow was noticing her though, had been open and inviting toward her every advance from the beginning and she could kick herself for never trying before.

She curled her finger at him and Bickslow crawled onto the bed, kneeling in front of her and she all but attacked him. He laughed against her mouth as he fell back on the bed, his arms closing around her and his tongue joining hers eagerly.

They played then, Levy had never thought you could laugh so much while indulging in wicked, delicious foreplay but Bickslow drew it out of her, sensual touches that would start or end with a tickle. Sexy whispers by her ear. But after a while, the laughing was replaced by moans and gasps, heavy breathing.

When he pushed her onto her back and slid down her body she looked wide eyed at him and he grinned, lolling that tongue out making her whimper in anticipation.

"Let me teach you something you probably wondered about me…" He said, Levy bit her lip "and what would that be?" She prompted. He pushed her legs apart and ran his tongue up her folds and she screamed "The answer is, yes…I am fucking incredible with this tongue." He said huskily and then Levy was unable to even breathe right.

Bickslow wasn't even doing himself justice, he wasn't just incredible with his tongue, Levy, with all the languages she knew, with all of the books she had read, with her immense vocabulary and skill with grammar, could not hope to describe just how intense it was to have this mans mouth between her legs.

Levy knew what an orgasm was, truthfully she'd not had one with Jet, but she knew how to give them to herself. She wasn't a frequent self indulger that way, but she'd felt orgasms, and had known physical pleasure, Jet may not have given her an orgasm but he'd definitely made the experience a pleasant one.

Bickslow though sent her up where she'd never been, never even with all the books she'd read thought or imagined sex could take her. After what felt like hours of writhing and moaning and screaming his name her body exploded into bliss that was white hot and took her entire body through deep waves of pleasure that the man drew out with his long fingers and talented tongue, oh gods that tongue.

When she was almost back to reality though he moved over her and pulled her legs around his waist "Now lets see about these sexy legs being wrapped around me like they should me." He teased, and she felt him, slowly sliding his hard erection up and down against her still swollen and hyper sensitive lower lips.

He moaned softly as he did it "God you feel good Levy.." He husked and she smiled up at him "and you're not even where I can make it really feel good for you…" She purred.

He smiled in surprise down at her, a faint flash of a green glow taking over his eyes and Levy arched her body up, clamping her legs firmly around the man and pulling the head of his member into her hot wet center.

Bickslow threw his head back, he hadn't been expecting that, maybe he should have after so many saucy little comments she'd made, so many bold touches, kisses, nips, he didn't doubt he'd have some marks on his body when they were done, but damn, her legs closed on him like a vice, not only were they sexy as hell, but they were strong.

"Naughty naughty trying to hold back." Levy whispered and Bickslow was the one that bit his lip this time, meeting her wicked smile with his own "Not any more." He said and snapped his hips driving into her firmly.

Levy let out a long moan, body arching up against his as he filled her. Sweet Mavis nothing, nothing had prepared her for how this felt. Bickslow took up a relentless pace with her and she spread her legs wider, angling herself so his next thrust plunged even deeper and they both moaned.

"Fuck…Levy…" He ground out as she flexed her legs and started circling her hips as she met each of his thrusts. It was something she'd read in a book, something she'd imagined would be really delicious to try, and oh she was so right.

Bickslow was experienced, but Levy was incredibly well read and willing to let her imagination add on to things, things that right now, she was not too shy or nervous to try.

She had a sexy, handsome willing man who seemed to absolutely delight in every little thing she did and it made her positively giddy, she'd not once ever thought she could feel this beautiful, this sexy, never thought she would ever just run into a hot guildmate at the bookstore and end up in bed having wild mind blowing sex with him for hours but that's exactly what happened.

When hours later she had screamed herself hoarse and fell forward, sweaty and just about boneless with exhaustion on top of Bickslows heaving sweat slicked chest, Levy just couldn't imagine being any more satisfied than she felt right then.

Bickslows hand cupping her ass and giving it a sharp squeeze drew a giggle from her still and when she managed to lift her head and look down at the smiling Seith Mage through drowsy eyes he leaned up and kissed her lightly "I think I know enough about you now, Levy McGarden, to say I really want to know more."

To her delight, Levy didn't even blush.

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A/N I shan't be apologizing for not following canon here, I decided to go exploring with these beloved characters. I'll be happy to hear your views so please R+R if you're enjoying or even if you're squirming a bit while reading. (Turns on the fan) I know I need a glass of something chilled, perhaps a Merlot or a Pinot Noir would go best with this type of writing...I'll have to try a few things.

I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima started this, I'm just having wicked fanfiction fun with it.