Part 10:
A thrill went through Freed's body as he entered Laxus' apartment. He'd been there plenty of times before but this time crossing the threshold felt different, because he wasn't there to make him dinner, to grab some items they needed before a mission, or to bring Laxus' his laundry from the cleaners. He was there by special invitation and that thought alone made Freed aroused. Every other time he had been at Laxus' home he had been there as a friend, but this time Laxus wanted him there as more than a friend. I hope I don't disappoint him, Freed thought. He knows I've never done anything like this before…
The lightning mage held the door open for Freed and watched him as he stepped into the room. He's beautiful, Laxus thought to himself. And tonight I'm going make every part of that gorgeous body mine. Laxus liked the idea of claiming the man who had on more than one occasion stated his devotion to the Thunder God. Tonight I'm making that devotion official. I've just got to convince him it's what I want, too, and, then, oh, Freed, I will make your dreams come true, I promise.
Laxus set Freed's bag of books on the floor underneath the living room window with a loud thud and checked to make sure the curtains and drapes were closed all the way as Freed removed his arms from the straps of his backpack.
"I guess I overdid it a little," Freed mumbled as he observed how much straighter Laxus stood without having the encumbrance of the satchel weighing him down. Freed set his backpack down by the satchel and immediately his hands were grabbed by Laxus.
"It's ok. I know a way you can make it up to me," Laxus said as he pushed his friend backward against the wall between the window and the front door, stretching his arms upward so that his hands were trapped above his head.
"Oh! Oh mmy God! Laxus!" Freed squealed from shock as Laxus closed the distance between their bodies.
"You have no idea how hot for you I am," Laxus murmured huskily before kissing Freed's neck. "Or how badly I want to kiss you everywhere."
"Laxus!" Freed had never known his friend to be this forward. Usually it was the women falling all over him, not the other way around.
Laxus grinned. "That's right. Practice shouting my name 'cause you're gonna be doing it a lot tonight," he said as his kisses moved southward to the nape of Freed's neck.
"Laxus…" Freed moaned the name, but Laxus could sense not only lust but some trepidation in his voice.
"No thinking," Laxus whispered as he paused to stare into Freed's eyes. "Are you gonna run away if I let you go?"
"No," Freed said shaking his head. "Even if I wanted to… I couldn't bring myself to do it."
Laxus smiled. "Good." He released Freed's hands and thrust his pelvis against Freed's groin so Freed could appreciate just how turned on he was.
Freed blinked. "You're serious?" Freed asked little tremors of excitement running down his spine.
"Absolutely," Laxus said clasping the rune mage in a tight embrace as his lips crashed into Freed's, his tongue sliding past Freed's entering the virgin's mouth. He's so eager to be inside of me, Freed thought as Laxus' tongue teased the inside of his mouth. This is why I waited. I knew he would be amazing, and I trust him. He can do anything he wants to me and I won't be afraid because I know deep down inside he loves me and always has and always will.
Freed began to relax, giving in to his desire to fulfill all the fantasies that he had forced himself to keep in check since the very first day he met Laxus, the day he had fallen in love. His arms encircled Laxus' muscular body and he let them roam so he could gently squeeze Laxus' buttocks. Laxus smirked, happy to know that his friend was beginning to let himself do what felt right and good to the both of them.
"Yes, Freed, touch me," Laxus murmured. "I want you to."
Laxus stepped backward leading Freed toward the couch without releasing him from his embrace. Narrowly escaping tripping over the coffee table, Laxus eased Freed down onto the couch, gently sliding Freed's legs over so that he could hover over him without straddling him. Laxus was trying his best not to spook his friend who was obviously more than a little enamored with him.
Laxus leaned over Freed and smiled as he started to loosen Freed's cravat. Freed's chest started heaving and his heart started pounding. He kissed the back of Laxus' hand, but said nothing fearing that speaking might break the spell that was making this dream become a reality. Laxus pulled the scarf from his neck and set it on the floor by the couch as he kissed Freed's lips.
"Oh, Laxus, I've wanted this for sooo long," Freed said softly, his lips so close to Laxus' that the Thunder God could feel the heat of his breath.
"I know," Laxus whispered back grimacing. "Sorry I'm an idiot."
The Thunder God's sincerity was obvious in his eyes and Freed hurried to make his friend feel better. "No, this is perfect," Freed said as he reached up to stroke the side of his love's face. His touch made the frown on Laxus' face disappear, replacing it with a mesmerized stare. "You're perfect," Freed said breathlessly as he closed his eyes so he could more deeply inhale the scent of his lover.
'Perfect'? Laxus paused. He doesn't actually believe that, does he? Because I can't be perfect. I can try to be perfect for his sake. And I can try my best to make this work, and I can be a near perfect Dragon Slayer, but I'm far from perfect. Didn't I just run out of the guild hall without waiting to talk to the Old Man? Didn't I just joke about raping him a few minutes ago? Didn't I seriously consider stealing wine from the guild hall? Crap. What if we do this and he realizes that all this time he's thought I'm somebody I'm not?
Freed opened his eyes and studied his friend. "Laxus, I thought we weren't thinking," he said softly. "Or does that rule not apply to you?"
"Sorry," grunted Laxus as he raised himself back up to a sitting position.
Freed started to unbutton his coat. Laxus watched as the white shirt beneath his scarlet coat became visible. Then Freed reached down and undid his belt and placed it and his scabbard on the floor by the couch. Laxus' heart began to race as Freed began to undress, but despite the lustful desires raging within him the thought of making love to Freed brought a serenity to the dragon slayer that he rarely felt.
Laxus leaned over and began to unbutton Freed's shirt taking his time with each one and then kissing the newly revealed flesh as though it were a treasure. He wanted to experience every part of the man who was stealing away his heart. "God, I want you," Laxus whispered as he reached the final button and pulled the shirt tails from Freed's pants. Laxus leaned over placing his tongue at Freed's waist line and started to slowly lick and kiss upward toward Freed's face. When he reached Freed's chest he detoured from the midline of Freed's sternum to nibble on each of his pink buds. Eager to see his lover's reaction to his teasing he raised his head and was surprised to see Freed was teary-eyed.
"What's wrong?" he said, concerned for his friend.
Freed turned his head away in embarrassment and wiped his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just so happy."
"You're crying cause you're happy?" Laxus asked and Freed nodded. "Cause we're gonna have sex." Freed nodded again.
"And because I love you," Freed said with a simper.
He said it, Laxus thought, taking it in. The big 'l' word… not that I didn't know it already but… wow. "I know you do," Laxus said looking down at him.
"Is that ok?" Freed asked. He wanted to know if he had his friend's permission to admit his affection. He had to know that he didn't have to hide his feelings or be ashamed of them anymore.
Laxus took a deep breath and slowly nodded. "Yeah." It was scary knowing that a person loved him, especially one who was as pure of heart as Freed, but he couldn't say it wasn't ok. He knew Freed couldn't help himself and he was suspicious he was in love with Freed, too. He wasn't sure because everything was so new and confusing, but when he thought about the day and how much he had wanted to make it nice for Freed he had to admit that he was feeling some mighty powerful things for his best friend, things he wasn't sure he was prepared for.
"You want some wine?" Laxus asked wanting to lighten the mood.
Freed smiled. "That'd be really nice."
Laxus locked eyes with his friend. "And you're not gonna do something crazy like bolt for the door as soon as I'm in the kitchen, right?"
"No, I promise I'll stay right here," Freed said with a smile. "I'm here for as long as that's what you want."
Laxus still didn't get up. "That's what I want," Laxus said winking at his friend who never went anywhere without his sidearm. "But maybe I should take your sword, just to be on the safe side."
"I'm not going anywhere, I swear."
"Ok, then," Laxus said standing up and walking into the kitchen. There, he hesitated for a moment. He had purchased the wine to loosen Freed up, but right now he felt like he was the one who needed it.
Was it Freed who started the undressing or was it him? Holy shit! He thought he was going to be the one doing everything, but Freed was actually helping. Oh, my God, I'm going to have sex with Freed… and I really want to. Like I really, really want him. Shit, have I always felt this way? And what was up with me trying to punch Rufus? He is an asshole… but I think I might have done the same thing even if it had been someone else coming onto Freed. Holy crap. I think I'm falling for Freed. I always thought he was good looking, but…
Laxus turned around to lean out the door and sneak a candid peak at the rune mage lounging on the couch, but instead he found himself almost colliding with him, instead.
"Laxus, you alright?" Freed was standing in the doorway of the kitchen and he had completely removed his coat and shirt. Seeing his bare chest made Laxus' manhood twitch. Ugh, I've got it bad. It's not like I've never seen him without a shirt on before, but, holy shit, he is looking fine. Oh, Mavis, I'm ready to jump him, Laxus thought turning away from Freed to grab the wine. I need to slow down a little. I don't want to rush this. It's gonna be Freed's first time.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Laxus said as he pulled the wine out of the bucket. "But this is gonna be a little warm. The ice melted while I was at the train station."
"It doesn't matter," Freed said happily as he opened a cupboard and stretched his arms to get the wine glasses from the top shelf. Laxus gazed at his back as he reached. Gorgeous… he thought to himself as Freed grabbed two wine goblets and turned toward the sink to rinse them.
"They're clean," pointed out Laxus annoyed that yet another house guest was insisting on washing his dishes after he'd already washed them.
"I beg to differ. There was a cobweb between them, Laxus," Freed giggled. "I doubt you've used them since your birthday. But if you think spider silk will enhance your beverage, by all means here you go." He said offering one of the glasses to his companion.
Laxus frowned at the dried up bug curled up in the bottom of the glass.
"I thought so," Freed said cheerily. "I'll just give them a scrub." He paused. "So, what do we have to enjoy this evening?" He asked indicating the wine with a slight tip of his head.
What the hell is up with Freed? He's supposed to be all nervous! I'm supposed to be forcing him into this! Laxus thought.
"I can't pronounce it," Laxus said shrugging and flashing the bottle at the emerald-haired mage.
Freed's jaw dropped open. "You remembered?!"
"What?" Laxus asked as he fought with the top of the bottle and grumbled that whiskey was a hell of a lot easier to open.
"It's that wine I liked so much at the ball!"
"Oh," Laxus said glancing back down at the bottle of wine. "Uh…"
"Do you have any chocolate?" Freed asked as he wiped his hands on a hand towel he had grabbed from a cupboard. "It would go so well with some of those little truffles…" Freed lifted the lid of the teddy bear cookie jar that always sat on the counter to protect Laxus' sweets from being overrun by armies of ants.
"Laxus!" Freed shouted.
"What? What's wrong?" Laxus said running up behind Freed, abandoning his attempt to open the wine.
In the rune mage's hand was a lightning bolt shaped sugar cookie. He held it in both hands like a child shows off a work of their art. "Who's been baking for you?" Freed's eyes flashed with jealousy. No one else was allowed to cook for Laxus without his permission. He thought the Thunder God knew that.
"Oh," Laxus said relieved it wasn't anything serious. "The neighbor kid and his mom."
A mom with a child… and Laxus doesn't mention a father. Could she be buttering him up wanting to find a father for her child? Freed's mind spun out of control with the implications of the specially made confection.
"Has she invited you over for dinner?" Freed said sounding upset.
"Are you jealous? Because of a cookie?" Laxus asked. To Laxus, this seemed like a new level of crazy even for Freed, but Laxus knew that his little 'discussion' with Rufus was almost enough to cause a major interguild feud, so he wasn't really a good one to judge at this point.
"Maybe," Freed said trying and failing to maintain his dignity.
Laxus put his hand on Freed's back and rubbed it a little. "I was sick so they did the neighborly thing of bringing me over a couple meals and some cookies… and the kid drew me a picture. It's up in the bedroom," Laxus said pointing in the direction of his room.
Freed said nothing as he digested this bit of news. "About this illness," he said, turning to study his love. "You seem fine right now. What did you have?"
Laxus averted his eyes. "I was kind of under the weather… it wasn't a big deal."
Freed knew this was a lie. "Lightning mages don't get under the weather… they are the weather."
"Well, I didn't feel much like eating and I was…"
"Yes?" Freed encouraged him to speak.
Laxus grumbled, "I was moping, ok? Is that what you want me to say? I missed you and I was worried I'd lost my chance with you." He thrust the bottle of wine into Freed's torso. "Here, I can't open this damn thing."
"That's because it's not a screw lid," Freed said with a little cluck of the tongue as he removed another layer of wrapping to reveal the cork. Freed stuck the corkscrew in and, like an expert, removed the cork pouring the wine into each glass and walking back into the living room followed by Laxus with the bottle and his glass.
They sat down on the couch beside one another sipping their wine and saying nothing.
"This is actually pretty good, but I didn't remember it," Laxus confessed. "The woman at the wine store suggested it."
Freed set down his glass and turned his head to look at Laxus. "You went to the wine store?"
"Yes."
"For me?"
Laxus took a sip of wine before answering. "Yes."
"How scary was that?"
"Not too bad, once I admitted I had no idea what I was doing and that my date was a man."
Freed coughed a little. "You told the woman at the wine store-"
Laxus nodded. "I thought you might be pissed if I ignored the fact she kept referring to my date as 'she', 'she' this, and 'she' that-"
"You worried about that?"
Laxus turned to stare into his friend's eyes. "There's more than one way I can hurt you," he said seriously.
"Oh, Laxus," Freed's eyes were tearing up again.
Laxus shook his head. "Oh, my god, Freed! You're as bad as Juvia, I swear," he said taking his sleeve and wiping Freed's eyes and then keeping his hands on either side of his face and kissing him.
"So, you bought a new shirt and a bottle of wine and vacuumed," Freed marveled.
Laxus glanced around the room. "You can tell I vacuumed?"
Freed nodded.
Am I such a bad housekeeper it's obvious when I tidy up?, grumbled Laxus to himself.
"One would think you were trying to seduce me," Freed whispered as he swirled his wine, the maroon liquid forming a little whirlpool in the glass.
"I was, but you're not gonna make me work that hard," Laxus answered flirtatiously.
Freed's squealed in mock offence and swatted his friend with his free hand.
Laxus grinned. "I'm just saying. You're the one who is already half naked. You slut."
"'Slut!' You can't be serious! You would have me believe that you are attracted to both men and women," Freed said looking Laxus squarely in the face.
"I am," Laxus said firmly. "And just because I'm attracted to both doesn't mean I'll sleep with just anyone."
"Says the man who can't tell me how many people he's slept with," Freed said with amusement as he took a sip of his wine.
Laxus set his wine glass down and leaned over Freed growling, "I don't want to hear anything else about the people I've been with. They don't matter right now. The only thing that matters right now is you and me." Freed's chest started heaving. His heart felt like it was going to pound so hard it would just pop out of his chest. "You ok with that, Brainiac?" Laxus said as he began to unbutton his own shirt.
Oh, he's so hot when he's tries to be all tough like this, Freed thought, transfixed by Laxus. It's like my fantasies are all coming true… I feel like if I touch him, I'm gonna wake up, but, ummmm… I want to run my hands all over him… and this time I don't even have to have a washcloth in my hand!
Oh, Sweet Mavis, look at him, thought Laxus to himself. He's been waiting for me this whole time and I've been denying that I was attracted to him… when there was definitely one thing about him I've always found sexy…
"Freed? Can I do something?"" Laxus asked, his voice raspy from want.
"Yeah," Freed said with only a hint of nervousness as he set his wine glass on the coffee table.
Laxus reached around Freed's head and grasped the ribbon that secured his friend's hair into a ponytail. The dragon slayer slid the ribbon off releasing Freed's long hair so that it cascaded down onto his bare chest.
"You look so sexy with your hair down," Laxus said.
Freed laughed. "You never noticed before."
"Yes, I did. I've always liked it," Laxus whispered. "Remember that time we were on that mission where we had to collect all those scattered rune stones?"
"The one where you almost drown?" Freed asked quickly.
"You don't have to remember that part of it," Laxus said with a frown.
"It's hard to forget," Freed said sweetly. "It isn't often that the rest of us get to play the hero for you."
Laxus thought about this and remembered Freed sprouting his wings and struggling to get him to where Bickslow and Ever could help him to carry the Thunder God to safety.
"Well, after… all of that," Laxus said appearing embarrassed by the memory of his carelessness. "When we were celebrating, you let your hair down and I thought you looked incredibly sexy."
"I don't believe it," Freed said laughing.
"I did. I was so envious of your hair."
"The truth comes out. You only want me for my hair."
Laxus shrugged. "Not only your hair. Your beauty mark…" He gave the mark a quick peck with his lips. "I like that, too… and your hands." The lightning mage took Freed's hand in his and gazed at the Fairy Tail mark there.
Shyly, Freed asked, "Did it really bother you? Rufus kissing me there?"
"Don't mention him!" Laxus moaned rolling his eyes. "Are you trying to kill the mood by bringing up that jack ass?"
Freed leaned close and whispered so softly as to be barely audible, "Tell me what it felt like, Laxus."
Laxus swallowed. He wasn't sure he wanted to admit how angry it had made him. "It felt awful. You're supposed to be with me… all the time. Everyone knows that."
"You didn't know that," Freed said looking at Laxus' face adoringly.
"No, I did. I've always wanted you with me… I just didn't realize what that meant until now. I guess that was pretty dumb…"
"You don't have to say anything," Freed said softly as he leaned into his friend enticingly. "You can just show me."
Laxus groaned. He couldn't wait any longer. He lunged toward his lover, his hands groping all over Freed, their lips smothering one another's, and Laxus' engorged organ bashing into Freed's. The emerald-haired man emitted a moan that sent shock waves to Laxus' groin and just when Laxus thought there was no possible way that Freed could be any sexier the rune mage whispered, "Laxus, please take me."
In a haphazard manner, the two rushed to remove Freed's pants and socks which Freed reached for and started to fold into a neat pile to place by the couch.
"Oh, for Mav's sake, man!" Laxus grabbed the clothes from Freed and threw them so that they scattered, a sock by the front door, another on the coffee table and his pants wadded up somewhere else.
Freed's jaw dropped a little. "Laxus there's no reason to be unnecessarily messy- Oh!" he squawked as Laxus yanked his underwear down and gave his ass a squeeze.
"Forget about your clothes and help me get mine off," Laxus ordered as he ran his tongue up Freed's neck. He felt as though his body was kindling and Freed's touch and words were the fire.
Freed hopped off the couch and reached for Laxus' belt above a very noticeable bulge in his pants. Wildly, Freed worked to undo the buckle and then pulled Laxus' pants and boxers down in one motion as he himself knelt bringing his face right to the level of Laxus' sex and as soon as it sprung from his pants Freed's mouth engulfed it sending Laxus tumbling backwards, his pants still around his ankles.
"Holy shit, Freed!" Laxus shouted as Freed worked him over using his hands and lips and tongue to stimulate him. Laxus groaned. Freed was doing incredible things to him down there. Things he had never felt. "Oh, God, I am going to fuck you so hard," Laxus moaned as Freed's eased Laxus' cock in and out of his mouth as he gazed up at the man he had always desired as a lover.
"Oh, Freed, oh my God, Freed, it feels so good," wailed Laxus overwhelmed by the sensations of wet warmth and watching Freed giving him pleasure.
Laxus' words pleased his lover, but Freed wouldn't pause even for a congratulatory moment. He was determined to make Laxus feel like he had never felt before. He wanted to channel all the years of longing and desire he had for the Thunder God into this moment.
Laxus shoved the coffee table over to give them more room and then let himself slide the rest of the way off the couch while Freed continued to plunge his cock in and out of his mouth. Laying flat on his back with Freed squatted over his groin, Laxus reached down and pulled Freed's arm to indicate he wanted him. Freed was unsure what Laxus wanted but he refused to stop his oral worship of Laxus' groin. He had waited too damn long to release him without a fight, so he pivoted keeping Laxus' erect penis in his mouth the whole time. Laxus smirked. Fine, two can play at that game, Laxus thought as he brought Freed's lower half to his face and took Freed's cock into his mouth.
Freed let out a murmur of surprise. He had never expected this. He had figured Laxus was the man in the relationship and that meant he would never perform fellatio on him, but the Thunder God was pleasuring him with every bit as much zeal as Freed was for his Laxus.
Laxus' mind was a blur. All he knew was that he wanted to make Freed feel as great as he was making him feel. It didn't cross his mind that he had never done this before. He just dove in and slid his mouth up and down Freed's engorgement and hearing Freed's sounds of enjoyment made Laxus even bolder. He added in his hands, too, using them to cradle Freed's balls as his tongue danced all over the rune mage's cock.
Oh, my god, I can't… believe… Freed's mind was getting foggy. All the rules, all the things he knew about his life were fading away… all he could think about was Laxus and how he wanted this moment of mutual pleasure to never end. It feels so good… I'm gonna cum… No, I have to make him cum first. I've got to hold it in till he starts to lose control, too, Freed told himself, but it was hard for Freed. His fantasies were coming true. He and Laxus were going to make love and Laxus had gotten jealous of seeing him with someone else and…
"Freed," whined Laxus in between gentle sucklings of Freed's manhood.
Freed released Laxus' organ gently. "Laxus, please take me. Do anything you want to me. I'm yours."
Never had words had such an impact on Laxus' body. Freed felt Laxus twitch in his mouth.
Laxus pulled away from Freed and stood up, his eyes never leaving his friend's. "I think it's time to go somewhere more comfortable," he said as he scooped up Freed as though the man weighed nothing.
The whites of Freed's eyes grew enormous and he squawked out Laxus' name as Laxus carried him to his bedroom. This is happening… I can't believe this is happening, Freed thought as Laxus tossed him on the bed and then climbed in hovering over his friend an almost tranquil smile on his lips.
Freed is in my bed and he's perfect… well other than the geekiness… or maybe I find that attractive… I don't know, oh, just look at him. He's so nervous. Adorable!
"You scared?" Laxus asked and Freed nodded. "Don't be," he said grabbing the other's man's erect organ in his hand as he kissed him. Freed's eyes rolled to the back of his head and his eyelids shut as he fully submitted to his lover.
Freed moaned Laxus' name and Laxus increased the pace of his stroking making Freed emit little noises he'd never heard him make before. Laxus grunted, satisfied with the degree to which his friend was letting go. He whispered in his ear all the things he wanted to do to him. How he wanted his tongue to explore every inch of his body and how he wanted to cover him in his cum and how he wanted to bury himself in him all the way to the hilt. Freed panted and began to thrash. Rarely had he let his mind wander to a place where the Laxus of his daydream would do such things and Dream Laxus had never whispered such intentions to Freed. This was too much. His level of arousal had never been so great and he felt liquid begin to leak from his tip. Laxus felt it too and leaned down and licked the precum up hungrily.
"Oh, God, Laxus," Freed whimpered. "I want you inside of me."
Laxus stopped for a split second and looked at his friend giving him the blink of an eye in which to recant his statement and tell him things were moving too fast, but he didn't. Instead, Freed thrust his groin toward Laxus as though demonstrating what exactly he was so badly longing for.
"Please, don't make me beg, Laxus," whined Freed.
"I wouldn't do that," Laxus whispered huskily in his ear as he placed himself between Freed's legs. Laxus gently grabbed the rune mage's legs placing Freed's ankles on his shoulders as he quaked with the tremendous need to bring Freed relief from the torture he had been enduring for so many years. He leaned forward and gave Freed a kiss on his lips before pulling away and lining himself up.
"What about lube?" Freed said in a tiny voice.
"Huh?" Laxus replied, startled.
"Aren't you going to…?" Freed appeared frightened. "You're awful big." Freed said glancing at Laxus' massive throbbing organ.
"Ah… I don't have any," Laxus said. He didn't usually have to use any, but as the reality of exactly what they were going to do sunk in he realized Freed probably knew more about this stuff than he did and if he hinted it was necessary than it surely was. Laxus lowered his head in shame. I got a bottle of wine and a new shirt and cleaned, but I couldn't think about lube? Would that have been so hard?
"It's ok we don't have to…" Laxus said trying to mask his disappointment. He wanted to have sex with Freed more than anything, and he hated seeing the look of frustrated dissatisfaction on Freed's face.
"We could try," Freed said softly.
"No, I don't wanna hurt you," Laxus said firmly as he crossed his arms in front of him.
"But, I want you." Freed's arms wrapped around Laxus and he pulled the larger man toward him so he could rest his head on his shoulder.
"Look," Laxus said angrily. "I want your first time to be nice, not painful."
Freed sighed. When Laxus decided something it was virtually impossible to talk him out of it.
"Just kiss me again, ok?" Freed said and Laxus obliged, their lips and upper bodies pressing into one another making a wave of hot desire flow forth from both of them. Laxus kissed his friend more feverishly as his mind filled itself with visuals of Freed naked and submissive. Oh, how I want to take charge of him and just fuck him over and over again. How I want to drive myself into him-
Laxus' thoughts were abruptly cut short by Freed pulling away.
"Oh, oh!" Freed shouted.
Oh, crap, what did I do wrong? I couldn't have hurt him just with kissing could I? He's so delicate for a man…
But Freed didn't look hurt. He looked elated. He hopped down off the bed and practically skipped into the other room.
Laxus stayed on the bed staring after him. My lover is a lunatic, he mumbled to himself before shouting, "Freed, what the hell are you doing?"
Freed didn't answer, but Laxus could hear the scuffling of his feet and a great deal of rustling coming from the living room. Laxus sat there wondering what could be so god damned important as to require interrupting their passionate make out session.
Then, Freed reappeared. "Laxus, sweetheart," he said from the doorway. "Don't pout. Look what I have." Freed held between two fingers a tiny tube of something.
"What's that?" Laxus asked confused.
Freed placed the tube between his teeth and climbed onto the bed on all fours, and then spit the tube out by Laxus' hand. "Lube from the first aid kit."
"Oh, thank you, Mavis for giving me the best team leader ever," Laxus purred as he opened the tube and slathered his erect cock in the slick, shiny goo as Freed laid on his back ready to receive him. Laxus climbed on top of Freed and Freed spread his legs in welcome.
Laxus rubbed his tip over the entrance to Freed's cavern. "Promise me if-"
"I'll tell you if anything is too much," Freed vowed. "I promise."
Laxus nodded and lubed a finger and slid it in. Freed gasped and then moaned happily as the finger massaged his insides.
"That… feels… so gooood," Freed whined. "Don't stop."
Laxus smirked. Seeing Freed's freak side starting to come out excited him.
"Tell me what you want," Laxus commanded.
Freed obliged by bucking his hips toward the finger. "Deeper," he said. "Much deeper."
Laxus slid a second finger in and Freed bit his lip. "More, oh please, Laxus, more. Hurry up and get in me!"
Laxus grinned. "Impatient aren't we?"
"Unnnnnuh," Freed moaned. "I've waited fifteen years for this. I wouldn't call… that… im… patient."
"I guess not, but we gotta make sure you're ready," Laxus said.
"I don't care. Get inside of me now!" his tone was emphatic from desperation. He needed release and soon.
Laxus pulled his fingers out and then slid just his tip in.
Freed began to murmur, the word 'yes,' over and over again as Laxus slowly penetrated him.
"Deeper," Freed commanded and Laxus pushed more in and then more, more than he had ever thought could possibly fit. Freed was panting from the pleasurable impalement as Laxus reversed the motion sliding himself most of the way out before slowly reentering Freed's inner depths.
Freed groaned and Laxus felt the ever growing urge to hump overtake him and he started moving in and out of his lover, slowly at first and then faster, until he was slamming himself into Freed.
Freed jerked his head back as his upper body was pulled closer to his lover. Laxus is making love to me, he thought. I can't believe it.
Laxus couldn't tear his eyes away from Freed. He was so beautiful, so incredible. He leaned over and brushed the bangs out of the way and stared into both of Freed's eyes. "I'm going to make you cum," Laxus whispered to him. "Are you ready?"
Freed nodded his head and Laxus kissed his neck as he gently wiggled himself inside Freed causing him to writhe beneath his partner.
Laxus pulled himself back up to the angle at which he could best slam himself fully into Freed. Laxus stared down at Freed thinking how he was going to fill him up with his cum and how Freed was going to spray all over them both. Freed's imagined climax only stoked Laxus' desire as he started to slide himself in and out. "Fast…er, Lax…us," panted Freed and Laxus gladly obeyed his wishes, pounding himself into his friend more and more rapidly until his hips were slamming into Freed with such a fever that Laxus couldn't believe that Freed was OK with it, but Freed just moaned and took Laxus' hand in his and brought it to his lips so he could suck on his lover's fingertips as Laxus drove him to the edge. Freed's moaning finally reached the point where it formed itself into one long groan and he could no longer manage to kiss his lover's fingers. He's close, Laxus thought to himself. Oh, God, let me please him as much as he does me. Suddenly, the moaning stopped as Freed's breath caught in his throat and for a moment it was as though every part of him ceased to function as though for the briefest of moments he had died and then just as suddenly he cried out his lover's name.
"LAXUS!" Freed's shout rung out as the rune mage's seed spurted him and his partner who was still plunging in and out of him madly. Laxus groaned and slid his hands down Freed's sides to his hips, and knowing his mate had been satisfied he allowed himself one final, mighty thrust before letting go of the shaky control he had of the orgasm building within him. Laxus felt himself emptying his seed deep within his friend who was panting and looked as though his world was spinning. Laxus smiled a happy, post-orgasmic grin and pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to Freed.
It took all the energy he had, but he turned his head toward Freed and sliding his hair behind his ear kissed his cheek. Freed turned his head toward Laxus and smiled. Freed's brain was still too cloudy from climaxing to be ability to speak but his smile said it all.
I think it's official. I'm in love with him, Laxus thought, smiling back, at Freed as he took his hand in his and interlaced their fingers. From this moment forth, I will do whatever it takes to make him happy.