Freed had always been sensitive, the smallest of touches in the right place could have him turning into a mess of moans and whimpers. Laxus fucking loved it. The thought that he was able to bring such pleasure to his mate was a boost to his pride and sent a surge of pleasure straight to his cock.

Which was currently buried deep inside of the great Freed Justine.

The Captain was on all fours, being taken behind hard and fast by his dragon, with every angled thrust he had to bite his lip to keep him from screaming in pleasure, that certain spot within him being abused so much it was bringing tears to his dark blue eyes.

"Oh yes! Don't stop, Laxus!" Freed groaned, his head bowed down in attempt to muffle his rising voice.

Laxus growled in understanding, gripping Freed's slender hips with such force that he was sure there would be bruises when they were done.

Good let him be marked! Let everyone know that he's mine.

A surge of possessiveness overcame Laxus. He loved Freed. He knew that no matter what, his mate would stay by his side. However, the world was still in the dark about their relationship. They believed that they were just friends, not frantic lovers who always desperate to get home for another night of passion. Something was changing in Laxus, he wanted everyone to know just who he belonged to.

He didn't need to ask to know that the same went for Freed.

So in the heat of the moment he stopped, stopped his thrusting and let his hard cock be surrounded by Freed's scorching heat.

The expanse of pale, muscular back made his mouth water. His fangs appearing out of instinct.

His hands moved from Freed's hips to stroke along his back, letting his fingers graze over every vertebrate in his spine. Feeling the way his ribs were expanding with every gasping breath that he took in.

"L-Laxus…" Freed whimpered. He lowered his head until it was buried in the pillow that he was clutching onto for dear life.

The man in question just let his hands softly massage anywhere he could touch. Moving up along Freed's back and softly tangling in damp green hair, the very same hair that was always so perfect, never was a strand out of place. Even when Freed fought his hair was a stunning mane of green.

Laxus' Captain was always so collected. Known one of as the most mysterious members of Fairy Tail.

But not to Laxus, never to Laxus. To the dragon Freed was a powerful fighter and a passionate lover, capable of the most stunning sounds that he seemed most adamant to hide.

"Stop trying to keep quiet, I want people to hear what I'm doing to you." He snarled.

Draping himself over Freed, Laxus moved his hand to massage Freed's skull.

"I want the entire town to know how much you love my cock, how you love it when I fuck you so hard that you can't walk the next day. I want everyone to know that you're mine." The words leaving Laxus' mouth had such an extreme effect on Freed.

The Rune Mage quivered in pure pleasure. His backside feeling a delicious burn and his own aching member weeping on the bed sheets below him.

"Laxus, they might find out!" Freed all but cried. He pressed his face harder into the pillow. 'They', of course, meaning the guild.

Something close to a roar emerged from Laxus' throat. The fingers that were massaging Freed's scalp pulled back slightly, taking as much hair as his large hand would allow him. When he got a good grip he pulled his hand back.

With him came Freed as well, the sudden pull at his hair had his head being thrown back and his back arching stunningly. The pain from the hair pulling intensified everything he was feeling. Pain and pleasure mixed, creating the most amazing experience Freed ever could have imagined. He loved it when Laxus was rough with him.

"Laxus!" He cried out in a lustful tone, his shoulders shaking and his hand reaching down to wrap around his aching dick.

Freed's mate let the picture burn into his mind. His thrusts at first were shallow, not enough to help Freed fall over the edge. Then when he heard the soft noises coming from Freed get louder and louder, his thrusts were soon drawn out and hard.

"Yes, Laxus, pull my hair harder! Go faster! I-I'm so clo-close!" Freed wept.

Laxus groaned when he felt Freed's ass tighten around his cock.

"Are you going to let those pretty little noises out?" Laxus demanded, his voice coming out in sharp pants as his eyes began to roll to the back of his head. His thrusting getting faster the more the pleasure built.

Freed bit his lip one last time and tried desperately to hide his face again, but Laxus' hold on his hair was just too great.

The great Captain of the Thunder Legion let himself fall into the throws of passion, screaming out to his lover like a harlot.

"I'm yours Laxus! Always have been and will never stop being! Let the entire world hear how much I love you doing this to me!" Freed yelled. His eyes flying open showing dark orbs clouded with lust.

God, Laxus loved how sensitive Freed was.