"I've totally forgotten your name, what's it again?" Laxus demanded after having carefully undressed Flare. If he damaged her clothes then it would cause him problems. "Why do you care?" she actually dared to talk back, though the fear in her voice betrayed her. Zap! Flare's hair got out of order, magic unusable. "I thought I asked you a question," he insisted on receiving a satisfactory answer. "Flare..." she whispered. Laxus leaned in and whispered into her ear, "When you whisper, you're meant to do it this way." His voice and breath sent chills down her spine. He proceeded to hungrily lick and kiss her all over.
Even though it was obviously rape, the masochistic part of Flare actually desired for such an experience and it grew very quickly as time passed by. There was neither interruption nor observation.
...
"You look slutty to me, but how on Earthland did you manage to preserve your virginity until tonight?" It was Laxus' voice. "Do I look slutty?" Flare's exhausted voice came from his left hand side. "Just answer my question," he insisted. "Um... There wasn't really anyone who would do it with me," she replied with a sigh.
Suddenly, the Thunder Dragon's sensitive ears picked up on footsteps. He quickly dressed Flare without her consent and shoved her to Mira's bed (they switched beds depending on where Laxus was last KOed) and jumped back onto his own. She blushed for a man she barely knew.
...
Mira decided to come back to the room and stick with Laxus, after having cooled down. Once she opened the door, she found to her surprise that there was another woman in their room. "Laxus! Are you kicking me out of here?" Mira demanded an answer, she sounded more than just pissed. Laxus was trying to conceal the virgin blood of Flare, but he knew that Demon Mira would find out sooner or later. "Hey, Mira, but I still don't get why you were angry with me earlier? What did I do?" he asked. This man was as dense as any typical male when it comes to women's emotions, even though he was much more familiar with their bodies. "How can you be this thick!" Mira bellowed. There was a short period of awkward silence.
Mira climbed onto the same bed as Laxus' and warily inspected the Dragon Slayer's face, seeing that he was quite motion-sick, she rapidly transformed into her basic Satan Soul and released her pent-up rage into one mighty smack on the Dragon's head. He blacked out in an instance. Flare stared at them, wide-eyed and speechless. The Demon gave her a death glare, causing her to scramble out of the room and run for her dear life. Her fear of Demon Mira differed from that of Laxus Dreyar, at least she mustered enough energy into her legs for bolting.
While Mirajane was alone with the unconscious Thunder Dragon, she began contemplating on his words and behaviour, just to learn more about him. Perhaps he disliked women who act tough around him, or perhaps he was more into the weak and meek types. Compared to the 2 S-Class mages, Cana and Lucy were relatively weak. That might not be the issue, after all, she had been whacking and jabbing him all the way through Fiore and almost halfway through Bosco. He probably hated being hit by women, especially when he was in the most embarrassing of states. "Not when there's hot food in front of me..." Laxus' speech was echoing in her head. "That's it!" Mira exclaimed excitedly to herself. "Seriously, why didn't that stupid dragon make it more direct?" she thought, but then the demon woman wasn't the one to talk. She almost bumped her head onto the wall for her silliness.
