A/N I fully intend on doing a series of one-shots of some alternate pairings before I make the attempt to write for my personal favorite OTPs, but I've had this LoLu rattling around in my head for a few days now and I feel like I can't continue until I get it down in writing. So, sorry for throwing another LoLu at you, but I do hope you enjoy it! Reviews are always welcome! And as always, Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail. But I would be willing to take Loke off his hands… ;)

Lucy's left hand flew protectively to her breasts as her right hand swung out for a full armed slap and she mentally cursed herself for her earlier decision about the bra. Just as her hand was about to make contact with Loke's face, however, he stepped back just out of range and she stumbled with the force of her missed slap, finding herself captured against his solid body once more. Dimly she became aware of his hands sliding slowly up her naked back and she realized she was stupidly staring at his lips, her breathing becoming deeper and slower as he raised goosebumps along her skin.

"We'll just have to remove those wet clothes. You see, I've always done my best to protect you, Lucy, and I've always told myself to be content with the trust you place in me as a reward. But lately…lately it's been hard to be 'just friends.' I've been dreaming of you, your body. Us…" Loke trailed off as he lowered his head slowly, never breaking their eye contact as he brushed his lips lightly over hers. "Dreaming of holding you close, feeling your body slide against mine, making you scream my name, making you cum." He pressed her hips inward against hers and was rewarded with a shudder. He seemed about to say more, but instead he sealed his lips over hers, swiping his tongue gently over the seam of her mouth until she opened for him. Their tongues met in a slippery tangle of heat and need and she moaned into him.

His hands slid to her ass and he squeezed, inadvertently wringing her skirt out on the floor; it had been sloughing water since he'd pulled her from the pool and, distantly, Lucy realized her sandals were still at the bottom somewhere.

Loke pulled away from the kiss and instantly became Celestial Spirit concerned for his Celestial mage. "Hime-sama! I forgot you were wet! You're going to catch a cold!" He moved as though to break the embrace, perhaps to get her a towel.

In that instant, Lucy made her choice.

"After that kiss, Loke, is it any wonder I'm wet?" she purred up at him. He froze in his tracks, his eyes whipping back to her face. While he stared, Lucy used every ounce of strength in her body and tilted them both sideways, dumping them both back into the pool.

She kicked to the surface, scrubbing water from her eyes and looking around for her Celestial Spirit.

"Loke?" She spun while treading water, trying to see where he was going to resurface. "Loke! Stop playing around!"

Suddenly she felt hands at her hips and strong, nimble fingers tethered themselves in the waistband of her skirt and panties. The force when he yanked both articles of clothing down pulled her under briefly again. She resurfaced spluttering for the second time.

"Loke, dammit! What are you-"

She felt herself pulled hard against a muscled chest and hands wound round her, sliding up her ribcage and cupping her breasts. She gasped and let her head drop back onto his shoulder. "Lookkeee," she whimpered.

"My apologies once again, hime-sama. I thought perhaps your heavy clothing was making it difficult for you to swim and thought it best to remove them," he whispered in her ear before peppering the long column of her neck with open-mouthed kisses.

"Mmm… Loke let me down," she whispered, struggling feebly. It was then that she realized he was standing flat-footed on the bottom of the pool. She couldn't even reach a toe down that far.

"If I let you go, hime-sama, how will I be able to touch you," he snickered as he traced her pulse point with his tongue. The breathy squeal it elicted from his beautiful Celestial mage was engraved in his memory forever. One hand remained on her full breasts while the other began a slow slide down her body until he could dip a finger in between her heavenly thighs. She gasped and squirmed, her legs helplessly churning in the water.

Suddenly, he felt her fingers sliding up his thigh, heading right for his raging hard on. "But Loke, if you keep holding on to me, how can I ever return the favor?" To emphasize her point she traced the length of him with her thumb and forefinger. Never had his pants felt so restricting.

"Well if that's the way you're going to play, little Lucy…"and he released her. No sooner did his grip loosen than she took a breath and disappeared under the water. He followed her shadowy form back toward the shallow end, where she came to the surface. No, he amended. She didn't so much as come to the surface as explode from it. She must have put her feet to the bottom and propelled herself upwards, rewarding him with the image of water erupting in all directions as she lifted herself out of the water far enough for him to glimpse the golden curls between her thighs. Distantly he wished he could burn the image of her into his eyeballs for eternity.

She closed the distance between them slowly, her hips swaying seductively as she came closer. "Loke, you must be uncomfortable in all those clothes," she murmured as she reached him. Glancing down, he realized he was still in his dress shirt, tie and pants. "Let me help you out of those wet things," she continued as her small hands loosened his tie before throwing it carelessly over her shoulder. As she unbuttoned each button on his shirt she kissed the newly revealed skin and the slow descent of her lips down his torso nearly made Loke break out in a cold sweat. By the time she pulled his shirt from his waistband and slid the sleeves off his arms he was shaking with the effort of restraining himself.

When her hands reached for his belt, however, he knew he was screwed. The malicious sparkle in her eye told him he was going to hate and love what was about to happen.

She slid his pants down his hips, taking his boxers with them. As the clothing slid down his thighs his hard cock sprang free and pressed heavily against her soft stomach. He watched as she glanced down at him, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. He wasn't sure but the top of his head might have blown off at that point.

"I'm not sure how we're going to get your pants off, Loke." She looked up at him with half-lowered lashes. "I guess I'll have to get creative."

"Wait, what are you-" He didn't get the chance to finish as she'd already submerged herself in the shallow water. He felt rather than saw soft hands slide along his thighs, pushing his pants and boxers down around his ankles. As the natural buoyancy of her body brought her back to the surface, he felt a breast brush against his cock and he twitched, gasping.

She came back up for air, blinking the water from her eyes. "Almost there. Once more should do it." And down she went again. This time he felt her hair tangling around his length, brushing teasingly against his thighs. He managed to lift his feet for her and she surfaced again, triumphantly holding his pants and boxers aloft. "Maybe I'll keep these as a trophy," she smirked at him before tossing them aside to sink slowly to the bottom of the pool again. "Oh dear, I seem to have dropped my trophy. Just a moment."

He was completely unprepared. Her soft lips opened over the head of his cock as her arms wrapped around his hips and she pulled her luscious mouth down over his full length. Loke threw his head back and groaned loudly, letting the sound echo through the empty guild hall. She continued to slide her mouth up and down him and the alternating sensations of her hot mouth and the cooler pool water drove him nearly insane. After what seemed like an eternity, she came back up for air.

"Lucy that was-" She cut him off with a forefinger against his lips, then took another deep breath (causing her breasts to rise magnificently) before sinking back under the water and claiming him once again with her mouth. Loke actually felt his knees weaken as she swirled her tongue along his rigid member before continuing to fuck him with her mouth, this time harder, pulling herself against his body with more force. Blind with lust he reached out behind himself and grabbed the edge of the pool for support. "God Lucy, what are you doing to me?" he groaned as his hips flexed forward uncontrollably.

Just when he was afraid there would be no turning back, she released him again to rise and get more air. Before she could try it again, however, he caught her by the elbows and crushed her mouth against his, pulling her roughly against his body. He was gratified to see her stumble a bit when he released her from the devastating kiss.

"As amazing as that was, Lucy-love, I have to inform you that turnabout is fair play."

A/N I'm not sure why I'm making this a chapter story, other than I wanted to try one out. Sorry if I'm dragging this out a bit. Hopefully you guys are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it! I love imagining the little teasing that goes back and forth between Celestial Mage and Spirit. Reviews are welcome!