Chapter 10
"If I wake up to you licking my face one more time, I will cut off your middle finger and fuck you with it." Evergreen threatened as the group of five entered their home.
Bickslow cackled, "you know you love my gifted tongue." He wiggled it around a bit. "Right, Lucy? She loves my tongue." Lucy nodded her head enthusiastically, airily laughing at the face Ever was making at her. "See! I told you!"
"What happened to girls sticking together?!" Evergreen wailed.
Laxus looked down, and couldn't suppress his smirk when he saw the mirth dancing in Lucy's eyes. 'She's enjoying fucking with her' He went to the kitchen, grabbed a beer, and planted himself on the couch. He took a big gulp of his beer, set it on the coffee table, and closed his eyes as he listened to his teammates head up the stairs. He was met with a handful of air as he went to grab his beer again. 'What the fuck?' He opened his eyes and not only was his beer gone, but he was the only one in the room. "Is someone fucking with me?" He grumbled, Bickslow's babies his number one suspect. He heard an airy laugh come from under the coffee table, and couldn't help the smile that tugged on his lips. 'Only one person sounds like a dog in heat when they laugh, that little shit'
"Someone would have to be thoroughly stupid to mess with the great Laxus Dreyar. Not many live to see the next day, if they do." He said loud enough that he knew she could hear him, and was rewarded with fast puffs of air. 'She's enjoying this way too damn much' He bent down and craned his neck to look under the table, and was met with a giggling Lucy holding his beer. "So you're the one I'm gunna have to kill tonight, huh?" She smirked at him and took a sip of his beer. "Do you have a death wish? Cuz when I get my hands on you, you're gunna pay for stealing from me." He still couldn't hide his smile. He went to grab her, but she quickly crawled to the other end of the table. Amusement and mirth danced between their eyes. "So you wanna play that way huh?" She smirked, he smirked back and pushed the table as she crawled to stay under it. He stood up and walked in a circle around the table. "How are you gunna get out of this, Blondie?" 'Now I'm enjoying this too damn much.' Faster than he thought possible, she moved from under the table and went behind the couch. He stood there stunned for a second. She took another sip of his beer and waved the bottle in the air, taunting him. An evil glint passed through his eyes, "do you really think you can outrun me, Blondie?" She grinned and took one step to the left of the couch as he took one step to the right. He began stalking towards her, and she slowly stalked backwards. The way he was looking at her like he was going to catch and devour her, made her lower body feel hotter than she'd ever felt. As if on silent cue, they both bolted and ran around the room. Every time he got close to her, she made a sharp turn, weaving around chairs and the couch. She started laughing as she ran, and he couldn't help but join her.
He loved watching her be so carefree and happy. Making her smile, and making her laugh made his chest fill with warmth. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so childish, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Suddenly his eyes drifted to the way her ass jiggled as she ran, and he groaned internally. 'She acts like a kid sometimes, but her body could bring any man to his knees.'
His thoughts were saved as she made a wrong turn, and he grabbed her arm. She let out a surprised gasp as she was pulled flush against his chest. Both of them were panting as they locked eyes with one another. He grinned as he leaned down next to her ear, and chuckled darkly. His hot breath on her ear made her shiver. "I caught you, Blondie." He grabbed the beer she was holding and put it on the coffee table. "Now you're gunna have to pay." Her breath hitched in her throat as he chuckled against her ear. His mind was screaming to ravish her, to bend her over the couch and slam inside of her. He wanted nothing more than to do just that, but he knew that he couldn't. In order to save his sanity, he started tickling her. Her eyes went wide and soon her mother followed as she silently screamed. She squirmed in his arms and airily laughed manically. He cackled at her and they both fell to the floor. He never let up while she bucked her hips and flailed underneath him. His choice in saving his mind from perverse thoughts backfired as he felt her rub against his groin. He immediately stopped and watched her chest heave as she tried to catch her breath. He hovered over her and stared into her eyes as a soft smile was planted on her lips. He began moving down, inching closer to those plump, delicious looking, pink lips. He stopped as he remembered the promise he made to himself, and let out a sigh as he grabbed her hand and stood them both back up. "Don't steal from me again, Blondie." He said harshly as he plopped back onto the couch.
She was confused. They were having fun, and he looked so happy, and then he looked like he was about to kiss her. Now he looked pissed off. 'Did I do something wrong?' She gingerly sat on the couch next to him and peered at his face. He scowled as he felt her star and he knew he wouldn't be able to explain things to her. She frowned, she wanted to see him happy again. His eyes shot open as he felt her swing her leg over him. She straddled his lap and looked deep into his eyes. Time flew out the window as they gazed into each other's depths. She reached her hand up to his face and delicately traced the lightning shaped scar over his right eye. Her hand gently cupped his cheek and her gaze lowered to his lips. His breath stalled as she moved closer.
She gently touched her lips to his and his reaction was immediate. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer and he felt her breasts pushing against his chest. His other hand weaved into her hair to cup the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. The kiss was electric, sending shivers throughout both of their bodies. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed into the kiss. They parted for only a second to inhale air before smashing their lips back together. His tongue swept over her lower lip, and she gasped at the feeling. His tongue dove into her parted lips, hungrily seeking out her's. He let out a low growl at the feeling, the sound sending a tremor through her body. She raked her fingers through his spiky hair, and gently tugged, deepening their kiss even further. His tongue frequently changed paces, between caressing and battling, against her tongue. He could feel his erection sparking to life as she dragged her nails across his scalp, making him growl in approval. Hearing his growl again made her feel an unnatural warmth pool between her legs. She felt an ache and involuntarily bucked against his erection. He groaned and she gasped at the feeling. She did it again and again as she felt the ache slowly lessen each time, being replaced by want and need.
'Jesus fucking Christ she's already so wet.' He could feel her weeping center as she continued to wantonly thrust against him. It took every ounce of willpower for him not to grab her ass and grind himself against her. He felt her hands slowly trail down his chest and stomach, and tightened his arm around her. The feeling was too much, and he knew he needed to stop soon or else he would lose that sliver of control he was straining to hold on to. As he felt her hands edge towards his throbbing member, he quickly pulled away from the kiss and cupped her face in both of his hands. He let out a deep, shaky breath and placed his forehead against hers. Their breaths mingled together as they tried to calm down. He opened his eyes to look into hers, and his dick throbbed as he looked at her. Her eyes were half lidded and her cheeks were stained in a healthy blush. 'She's so beautiful.'
"Lucy." He whispered, and she shivered at the way he said her name. "I know that you talked to Cana today, and you're probably curious about a few things, but I don't want you to act on that curiosity." He pulled his head back a little and gently placed his hand over her heart. "I don't want you to throw your body away to curiosity, you're too important for that. I want you to listen to your heart. If you pay attention to it, you will be able to feel if it is the right thing to do. Don't give your body over to someone unless they have a special place here. It may feel right in the moment, but I don't want to see you get hurt if it's not. I like you alot, Lucy, and I would be with you in a heartbeat; but I want you to think about what your heart is telling you. I also don't want you to feel like you have to make a choice. Take your time, and think things through; either way, I will always be right beside you." He smiled softly at her as a tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away with his thumb and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Come on, let's go to bed." She nodded and slowly stood up, him following. He put his hand on the small of her back as they made their way up the stairs.
As she laid in her bed, her head was reeling with what had happened and what he told her. 'He's so gentle and kind, completely against his demeanor. I feel safe when I'm around him. I get a warm feeling in my chest every time he looks at me or touches me. I always want to be next to him. He cares for me, and told me he wants to be with me. Tell me heart, what should I do? I wish I could tell him how I feel.' She gasped as she realized exactly what her heart was telling her. 'I love him.'