Sorry for the long delay folks! I am getting married in 2 months and its been crunch time planning wise. I am seriously going crazy over here. I really wish I had just eloped. *Sigh* I honestly don't know how so many chicks find this fun. This had been a nightmare for me to plan. Anyways here you guys go. 2 NEW CHAPTERS! Short chapters, but from both characters point of view.
Chapter 9 – Stay
Lucy stood in front of him. Even sitting on her bed in front of her, his size was intimidating. He was wearing the same outfit from that day in the storeroom. Black button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. She stood between his spread legs, he was wearing the same blue pants again.
She worked up the courage to quickly look him in the eyes. His blue eyes were clouded to gray, and they trailed over her body slowly. She felt naked in her tiny loose t-shit and panties. If only she could re-quip into Ezra's armor. She had a feeling that even that wouldn't do the job.
"You have a choice."
She jumped slightly at his voice, caught off guard.
"I don't understand.." Lucy fidgeted where she stood in front of him.
Bringing up one of his large hands he placed it on her hip, the rough callous of his thumb rubbing over the hollow by her hip bone. His touch like hot flames on her skin, sent shivers through her body. That deep warm familiar ache started low in her belly.
One fricking touch. How can he do this to me with one touch…
" If you tell me to leave I will leave. I won't ever bother you again. But you need to know, if I stay."
He paused watching his thumb make small circles on her skin. He then looked up at her with those stormy eyes of his. His expression as serious as she had ever seen it.
"If I stay I won't be soft. I won't be gentle. If I stay it won't be just tonight, I will take you over and again whenever I please."
He brought his other hand up to her other hip and pulled her against the edge of the bed. Bringing his head forward he ran his lips over the parts of her tummy that her shirt didn't cover. He didn't kiss her, he just brushed his warm soft lips over her skin. She was panting, the ache in her tummy grew and all she felt was a warm need coursing between her legs.
He looked up at her again, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly.
"Lucy."
Her name dripped off his tongue like honey. One of the first times she had ever heard him call her by her real name. Not Blondie, or Cheerleader.
"You have a choice."
Lucy closed her eyes, letting her head roll back. A choice huh? What choice? He had been plaguing her thoughts for weeks. His every touch was electric, and made her body hum in pleasure. But like he said, he would never be gentle, he would never be soft. He was not the hero in one of her stories. He was not the man that she had envisioned bumping into one day and slowly falling in love with.
"Stay"
It was small, almost a whisper really. Didn't even sound like her. She kept her eyes closed and her head tilted back. His hands on her hips tightened keeping her in place. She could feel him shifting on her bed, moving closer to her, sitting on the edge of her bed, his legs on either side of her.
One hand stayed firm on her hip. The other though, trailed down and across to the inside of her thighs. A finger quickly found its way between the gap in her thighs and rubbed her sex slowly over her panties.
"Ahhh" Lucy gasped in surprise.
The friction was amazing yet torturous. He rubbed over her panties, his finger firmly pushing up against her. His grip on her hip tight, too tight. But for some reason it just turned her on more. She lifted her head back up to look down at him and his mop of blond hair. He looked up at her, the devils smile on his lips.
He moved aside the fabric of her underwear roughly, two of his big rough fingers now rubbing hard against her, in between her lips. Slippery against her wetness.
"Oh God Laxus!" She reached out and braced herself on his broad shoulders. Her legs and thighs unconsciously tightening on his hand that had invaded that sacred space between her legs. Laxus growled at her.
"Spread them now." His voice was deep and hard. He looked up at her that smirk still on his face. He punctuated his words by finding my clit and pinching it between his two fingers roughly.
"Ahh, AHH!" Lucy's moan turned into a scream of pleasure. Her knee's growing week, she slowly spread her legs.
He broke her gaze, and he looked down between her legs to her sex. His fingers flicking and rubbing at her sensitive clit. Her body was shaking now. Lucy felt so bare with him looking down at her most intimate of spots. She stood in front of him, his hand on her hip helping her stand straight as he had his way with her.
One big rough finger moved back and found her wet slick hole. Luxy froze, gasping for breath. She closed her eyes tight.
