Laxus walks through the club, grabbing a glass of whiskey from the bar, his eyes scanning the crowded room as Bixslow nudges his arm, signaling to him over the loud music beating. After a long time – mostly drinking and Laxus letting Bixslow hit him a few times to get the frustration out- the two mages have managed to come to some sort of understanding. With being friends for as long as they have, they understand each other extremely well; meaning that Bixslow knows that the Boss Man has an issue when it comes to using his brain before he opens his mouth sometimes, especially when he losses his cool like the way he did.
"Fuck me, Cosplayer looks hot tonight!" The Seith mage wiggles his tongue and the Lightning Dragon Slayer greedily follows his gaze. There, in the center is Blondie dancing up all close and personal against the Drunk with a close crowd of men practically drooling after them. Laxus bites back a moan as his gaze greedily travels over her body, loving how amazing her tight little body looks within that dress! The vein in Laxus' neck pulses as he glares at some skinny stranger with purple hair pulls Lucy against him; his grip tightens harshly around hiss glass as Blondie winks at the man dancing with her, circling her hips to the music. "Damn, Cana looks hot too!" Bix slaps one of Laxus' biceps as his totems chant "Hot." As they spin around him. "Hey Boss Man, I'm going over before some other guy tries to play with my fuck buddy." Th totems sing happily. "Fuck buddy."
Laxus grunts, throwing back his whiskey, glad that he had pre-drank with the boys before. From the corner of his eye, he watches Freed order something fruity in a tall glass as he looks rather uncomfortable with the ladies of Fairy Tail dancing around him. Laxus pushes himself off the bar to follow the Seith mage, wanting to rip the mans arms off for touching Lucy that way!
A woman with short green hair walks in front of Laxus in a too-tight dress, stopping him and trailing a hand down his chest as she pushes hers out towards him. "Hey Stranger, fancy a dance with a real woman?" The Lightning mage growls slightly, watching as the other guy continues to grind up against Lucy, causing his jaw to tighten. "Yea, but not with someone who looks like she should be on street corners."
Lucy shakes her hips, enjoying the feeling of the alcohol running through her system and dancing against someone. Bixslow shows up next to her, his hands grabbing for Cana's waist. "Oh, fuck no, Pervert." Lucy distances herself from the man who she was dancing with and pulls the Card Holder mage against her body again, causing the woman to laugh. "Cana is mine tonight." The blonde winks at the mage as a smirk crosses his face. "Hey, I will never be the man that says no to a threesome Cosplayer." He wiggles his tongue again, causing Lucy to roll her eyes at him. Cana kisses the blondes' chhek, drawing her attention away from Bix; the Card Holder mages' eyes are wide and pleading. A sigh escapes Lucys' lips. "Oh, fine. You can have her tonight then." Lucy giggles as Bix twirls Cana out of the blondes arms, pulling her into a heated kiss. Lucy leans her head back onto the mans shoulder. The man with purple hair smiles at her; he's not exactly Lucy's type but he'll do. Whi knows, maybe he'll be great in bed, so much so that it will release the sexual tension those dreams have been haunting her.
Lucy sways her hips to the music, closing her eyes as she once again gets lost in the feeling of it. She relaxes against the warm body grinding next to her. Lucy smiles, rubbing her body closer against the strangers'; the girls are right. Tonight is definitely a night to have sex with no strings attached! The warmth suddenly disappears, followed by a muffled yelp, but Lucy isn't alone for too long. The blondes' heartbeat picks up at the feeling of a much stronger chest pressed up against her back. The man seems a lot taller… And broader…
Leaning back and moving her body against the mans', her skin tingling everywhere they touch. Rough hands gently travel down her arms, the mans fingers lacing through her own. Lucy shivers as warm breath caresses her neck, their hips moving as one. The blonde rests her head back, smiling when she feels just how she is effecting her dancing partner. The mans hands release her own before resting one firmly on her hands release her own resting one firmly on her waist and the other lightly caressing the bare skin on her thigh.