Before we left town we got food for while we are camping to and from the village and ate lunch before we headed out. We decided to make camp at sunset, stopping in an open field. In the distance I could see the forest, beside it mountains. But I couldn't understand why he would want to stop in the open like this. Someone would be able to see us from all the way across the field from how flat it was. There aren't even many trees around besides bunches here and there. "Do you want me to see what I can find for a fire?"
He looked around. "I don't know how much you'll find, but sure. Be careful."
I nodded, setting my bag down as I started walking toward the first little cluster of trees. With how spread out they are, it'll take all night probably just walking. I looked over my shoulder to see him still focused on the tent. It can't hurt to use my magic. I can't hurt him if I'm not by him. I quickly shucked off my coat and sweatshirt and tossed them on my bag, taking a deep breath as I started running, I focused on my magic, imagining my dragon's large wings. I haven't done more than scales or claws in a long time, but it can't hurt to try.
As I focused and pulled on my magic, I could feel scales forming on my upper back, followed by the itchy feeling of my body changing and shifting. I stopped running, now a good distance from him as I focused on the rest of the change, pushing more magic power into it. Then I felt it. I looked over my shoulder as I felt around my back, feeling the patch of scales around the wings where they connect just below my shoulder blades on either side of my spine. Thankfully it was high enough to not tear my shirt.
Now the question is do I remember how to use them? Taking a deep breath to push my sudden tiredness a side, I spread my wings out wide, they were easily twice my arm span at least. Pulling them against my back, I saw that the joint was a little over my head, the bottoms reaching around my knees. They could wrap around me, which could help as like a shield because the membrane of them may be thin, but it's no joke how tough they are. They are certainly bigger than I remember, and weigh more than I remember. It felt like I had a couple small text books in a backpack.
I did a few experimental beats of my wings, sending dust and dirt flying around me. My feet left the ground briefly before I stopped, and my excitement made me drop what little bit I gained. I looked back up at the trees. I just need to get to there. Taking a deep breath, I tensed the muscles in my legs and back as I jumped as high as I could, making my wings beat and push me up away from the ground, tilting them so as I kept myself up and leaned forward, I would go to the cluster.
And I got there faster than expected. I just looked around wondering how I'm supposed to land. Slowing my beats, I tilted so they would more so push forward instead of down, quickly bringing me to a stop. Then I dropped the few feet to the ground, landing a little rough, but after I straightened I realized it wasn't too bad for my first landing in how ever long, starting into the trees as I pulled my wings against my back. I was looking for bigger sticks as I slowly filled my arms. Once I couldn't pick up more without dropping any, I made my way out to the open field. Once I was a good distance from the trees, I opened my wings and took off, this time I flew high over the trees as I flew back to where we had started setting up camp. From how high I started off, I just let myself glide back, tilting my wings to start bringing me back down, and that worked much better than the first method of flying closer to the ground. This was more relaxing, the feeling of flying in the cool air. As I came up on camp I started beating my wings again like I had before, but this time I tried to make it more steady as I straightened out, my feet lightly hitting the ground this time. I smiled at myself as I set the wood down. "I'll go get mo-"
I tensed up when a hand touched my back between my wings. I turned and saw Laxus standing behind me. He was looking from me to my back to my wings, and he just had this look of awe. I relaxed as I took a breath, and slowly spread them out for him. "You can touch them if you want. Just be gentle."
He just blinked at me for a bit before his hand on my back slowly moved to the base of the wing on my back, sliding up the bone and feeling the scales and the membrane. All the while I am trying to keep a straight face, trying not to snap them closed or flinch. While he was feeling the bone, it felt fine, but the membrane almost tickled a little. It felt weird being touched, but not necessarily a bad weird.
I closed my wings and turned to face him. The first thing I noticed was the pink tint on his cheeks. I giggled, reaching up and lightly pinching his cheek. "It's okay, I'll forgive you. You can make it up to me later."
He chuckled as he looked down at me, one hand moving to cup my cheek while the other grabbed my wrist, pulling me close. The heated look in his eyes made my inner dragon squirm, wanting control and I knew exactly what the damned thing wanted as my body heated up and all I could think about was being as close to him as possible in the worst ways.
I took quick steps back as I looked around. "Alright, well I'm going to get more wood. Fire won't be able to feed itself."
I turned and took off, desperate to try to put space between us as I went to one of the clusters further than some others. If I couldn't control myself something could very easily happen. Especially with how everything is set up. I hope this job is quick because this sucks. I can't keep running away forever and I sure as hell can't when I am supposed to sleep next to the man.
I landed a bit rough, not completely paying attention to what I was doing. I shook my head, only being able to think about how I just need to pull myself together. I've survived the 22 years of my life without a guy throwing me off. This shouldn't be any different. But that guy is also my mate. I just can't win with this can I?
Picking up big sticks and broken pieces of logs, My arms quickly got to the point of no longer being able to carry more. I walked to the edge and just dropped what I found to make a pile so I can have an easier time getting more when I come back.
After doing that a couple times, I loaded up my arms as much as I could and took off. I decided to just do a fly by so I can just drop the wood and circle back for the rest. After going back and forth three times, I gently landed at our camp. "Do you think that'll be good or should I do one more run?"
He shook his head as he walked over. "That's fine. What was that about?"
I looked up at him. "What?"
He just looked at me. "Suddenly taking off and dropping the wood as you go by?"
I blinked. "Practice. I wanted to use the space while I had it before it got dark. I still need to stitch my cut and if we are trying to find monsters in the forest it could help being able to fly for an aerial view, cover more ground faster."
He nodded, seeming to buy it somehow as he led me over toward the tent. "Sit down and I'll get it for you."
I started shaking my head. "I will, it'll be easier if I do it."
He looked at me, watching like he was looking for something. Then he nodded as he turned and started walking again. All I could do was mentally sigh that he bought it.
"Why don't you shift out of the wings so you can sit down?"
I looked up at him, stopping in front of the tent. "I'm at the point now where if I do that, I'll be too tired to stitch my cut. I will after."
He shook his head as he picked up the supplies. "Then I will. If you're tired you shouldn't be the one doing it."
I had to fight with all my power to not glare at him. But he doesn't get why I am trying to keep distance. Stubborn bastard. "Fine."
I focused my magic and imagined my wings fading away, and as soon as it was done, my back felt cold, I was exhausted, and I didn't feel like caring about my cut anymore. I just wanted to curl up in front of the fire that still needs to be lit and sleep. How am I so tired? It's not even completely dark yet, it almost is but not yet. "I could just cauterize it. It would hurt like a bitch but I wouldn't need to worry about it."
He gave me a firm look as he pulled me down to sit by him. "No. I will do your stitches, then we can start the fire, eat dinner, and then you can go to sleep if you want."
I shook my head at him. "Bossy."
He raised an eyebrow at me as he opened the package with the supplies, and pulled out a disinfectant wipe. I instantly started wincing at just the thought of how much that'll hurt as I gave him my arm, trying to ignore the itching as the scales faded away. Instantly blood started dripping down my arm again as soon as the wound was no longer covered. "Just be quick so it sucks less."
He chuckled. "That's not really how it works."
He pressed the wipe to my cut and I gasped as I tried to take my arm back. He tightened his grip on my elbow to keep it in place. I glared at him. "Warning would have been fantastic."
He shook his head as he pressed some of the gauze on it. "It was going to hurt either way. And you were watching."
I huffed as I looked away, my eyes falling on my bag. "How do you think the everyone will react to having a mage that uses black magic a part of their guild when they find out?"
He looked at me before starting to thread the needle. "You don't use it like it's intended. That's what will matter to them."
I took a deep breath to try to relax my arm for him. "Accidents happen. I could hurt someone, they could see or hear something. I'm a dark mage, that's all that matters. Dragon slayer or not. Evil magics aren't meant to be used for good."
He shook his head, slowly stitching the cut. "You'll learn. Its not the type of magic that matters, its how you use it. And you can show and tell when you want to. Until then, I want you to relax, let me finish your stitches, then after we start the fire, I'll get dinner while you go and get changed."
I just nodded. How can he be so sure they'll accept me? Just because him and Makarov were alright with it doesn't mean everyone else will be. I know there'll be people who hate it and me. Especially people who were affected by him.
"You're still worrying."
I looked over at him to see him watching me. "Can you blame me? Your guild was affected by what Acnologia did at Tenrou Island. It was your guild he attacked just to disappear after. I'm the best they'll have to strike back."
He shook his head with a hard look in his eyes as he started laying gauze over the cut to wrap my arm. "They won't. If anyone will it would be Gajeel and he won't make it past me. It'll be fine. Gramps, Lucy, Natsu, and me are fine with it. If we're fine with it, the guild will be as well."
I smirked at him as he pinned the bandage. "Why did you say you were going to kill Natsu before when I told you he told the guild?"
He groaned as he got up. "Because that's exactly what the demon needed to know."
I giggled at him as I got up to help. At least I'm not the only one that had wanted to keep quiet about it. "Is that why Makarov gave us that look in his office? When he was asking about our reactions before?"
He stopped gathering the scattered wood and looked at me for a second before continuing. "No wonder he liked that I was coming with."
I bent down to start gathering the wood. "Did you not notice?"
He shook his head. "Damn geezer."
I just shook my head at him as I dropped the wood on top of his pile and walked over to grab my bag. As I picked it up with my left hand, I headed over to the tent. "Get it all set up and I'll light it."
I didn't understand what he said as I ducked into the tent. I need to be hunched over just a little in the middle where the top is highest, but it was certainly bigger than I expected, it was wide enough to where probably four of me could lay side by side and be able to not touch. I zipped the opening shut as I dropped my bag on the blanket. All I could do was sigh as I rubbed my eyes. I pulled my tank top off as I moved to sit in the middle of the tent. My foot caught on one of the straps of my bag and before I even realized what was happening my arms moved to catch me. I grunted at the sting in my arm as I sat up. Can I not go a minute without doing something stupid?
I grabbed a silky purple spaghetti strap night gown and threw it on quick. It was mid-thigh with a simple U neck line. I took off my shorts and bra and shoved them and my flats in my bag. I walked out of the tent and saw Laxus sitting with his back to the tent in front of the fire. He looked over at me. "You alright in there?"
I nodded as I took a deep breath. I sat next to him as he raised an eyebrow at me. "I may or may not have tripped..."
He chuckled at me as he shook his head. "Of course you did."
I shook my head at him as I crossed my legs. "If I find a spell I know I don't know in that book, but manage to cast, does that prove I'm a black magic mage?"
He sighed as he pulled me over, an arm around my waist that made me almost fall over. "Amelia, you are the Black Dragon Slayer. You are not an evil mage. You are not a black magic mage. You are a dragon slayer."
I leaned my head on his shoulder as I shook my head. "I doubt I'd be able to kill a dragon. You said it yourself. I don't know how to fight."
He thumped the back of my head. "And you proved me wrong when you stopped that burglar. You just need practice."
I rubbed my head as I moved my hair out of my face. "You didn't need to smack me..."
He chuckled. "It got you to knock it off. I could've done something else."
I shook my head at him as I leaned my arms on my knees, looking at the fire. "When did you want to start training?"
He handed me a foil wrapped sandwich as he wrapped an arm around me. "In the morning."
I nodded, pulling the foil off and taking a bite of my ham sandwich. "What will we be doing?"
He shrugged. "Hand to hand. I want to see if you can manage to land a hit."
I looked up at him in disbelief. "You're kidding, right?"
He chucked. "I need to know what I'm working with. If you can't land a hit then we've gotta work on that."
I couldn't help the whine in my voice. "What! You're like, three times my size! You could probably throw me to the damn forest!"
He leaned back as he started laughing. I just looked at him. "What? What's so funny? You're all big and muscly and strong and you have your lightning and I'm just little me with my killer death magic and party tricks."
He started shaking his head at me as he started to get his laughter under control, but my god if that's how he smiles when he laughs, I've gotta figure out how to make that happen more. "You make it sound like I'm going to eat you."
I shook my head at him after I swallowed my mouthful, my mind going to the gutter as I raised my eyebrow at him. "No, you're going to eat your damn sandwich."
He seemed to get a spark in his eyes as he smirked down at me. I took that as my cue to get to bed as I quickly finished my sandwich as I had to fight the urge to bite my lip and adjust my legs. "Alright well, as fun as this has been, I'm going to bed. Don't burn the tent down and don't wake me up please."
He nodded as he pulled me into his side, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. "I'll try."
I smirked at him as I got up and quickly made my way to the tent as a cool breeze blew through the field. I ducked in the tent rubbing my arms, feeling the draft through my nightgown and my nipples poking the soft material at the temperature drop. I laid down on the right side of the tent. The blanket he got is surprisingly heavy for how thin it is, already making me feel warm as I turned to lay on my left side. All I could do was sigh as I closed my eyes.
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I woke up instantly flustered from my dream. That being it was very sexual. It didn't help when I realized I was cuddled up to him. My legs were tangled in his with my nightgown bunched up to my waist and I could feel the top had shifted somehow, his arms were wrapped tight around me, one under my head and the other tight around my waist. One of my arms was around him while the other was stuck between us, with my head tucked under his chin. And he's not wearing a shirt. That definitely did not help my situation at all as I tried to stay as I was and not be a creep and run my more easily accessible hand over his firm muscles as I couldn't help but stare. I don't even know how much work goes into getting let alone maintaining that.
I closed my eyes and took deep breaths, trying to calm my racing heart and my thrashing dragon. Maybe I can manage to untangle myself without waking him up. It's bad enough one of my legs fell asleep already. I slowly pulled my arm that was around him back so it was between us, my palms pressed lightly against his chest as I bit my lip. If I can manage to at least get my right leg out, my left won't be as hard because right now my right is between his leg and the ground and asleep.
I lifted my left leg just enough to take the extra weight of mine and one of his legs off and slowly started the agonizing task of pulling my leg back. I had to bite on my lip hard to keep from squirming and wincing at the pins and needles until I had it back. I sighed, leaning my forehead against him feeling like I just had a workout, lightly sucking on the inside of my lip where one of my sharpened canines had made it bleed. One more leg, then I'm free. Just. One. More. Leg.
Taking a deep breath, I quickly pulled my leg back, fully expecting him to wake up, only to have him start grumbling about it being too early and tighten the arm around me momentarily. That is going to be the problem. I thought getting my legs back would be hard. Maybe I can wake him up just enough to where he will go right back to sleep. It would be easier than trying to wrestle my way out of this, that's for sure.
I lightly ran my hands up and down his chest as I nuzzled into him. "Laxus."
Nothing. I shook my head as I softly cooed "Laaxuus."
He grunted as he nuzzled the top of my head, and I couldn't help but smile. "Can you let me up please?"
He tightened his arm around me before he moved it. I slowly sat up, adjusting my nightgown as he rubbed my back. I purred as I sighed, suddenly wanting to curl back up with him. But I need to do this if I want to be able to make any progress with my magic and my dragon. "I'll be back in a little bit."
He nodded. "What's wrong?"
I shook my head as I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "Nothing, go back to sleep."
He grunted but didn't make any move to get up as I left the tent. I took a deep breath in the now cool air, walking away from the tent. If this works, I should be able to make it through at least the rest of this trip without incident. If she agrees to my terms. Which won't be easy.
I scoffed at myself as I sat on the prickly grass, crossing my legs and putting my hands on my knees. This isn't going to be easy.
I searched for the soft lulling in my mind of my sleeping dragon, and pulled on my magic, feeling a strong wind around me as I dove deep into my subconscious. Everything remained black until suddenly I was standing in front of a dragon. My dragon.