Soooo sorry guys, I've had like no motivation to write whatsoever and I've also been really busy. I'm going to try to write as much as possible in the next couple of days because school starts up again in like 2 weeks. Woo! Grade 12. ._. Anyway, I'm so very very sorry about the wait. I hope you enjoy.

Recap:
"This is why we love you Blondie." Sting says before taking a seat, wiping the drool from his mouth and digging in. Kind of stunned, I stand there watching as Rogue, seemingly not hearing Sting's declaration of their love for me, begins to eat in a more civilised manner.

Love huh? What a funny emotion. Well, whatever, I'll tease them about it later, right now; I'd better get some damn food before they devour it all.

"Man that shower felt great." I say to no one in particular as I step out of the bathroom and into my room.

"I'm glad Blondie." I hear Stings cocky voice say from the direction of my bed. Screaming at the sudden intrusion, I drop my towel and reach for something to throw. Coming up empty, I stand there and demand to know what he's doing in my room.

"Nice view Blondie." He chuckles as he looks at me, eyes boring into my skin so much that it almost burns. "Relax, hurry up and get dressed, that is if you want. I'm sleeping in here tonight." He says simply as he shrugs his shoulders and lies back on my bed.

Swiftly picking my towel up, I turn towards my closet and grab a pair of shorts and a simple white singlet. "What makes you think I'm just going to let you sleep in here? Huh, Light Bulb?" I say as I pull my shorts on.

"I've slept next to you for like the past week Blondie, I'm used to your scent now. Can't sleep without it." I hear his drowsy voice say. "You smell really good by the way." I can hear the smirk in his voice. Pulling on my singlet and dropping my towel in the hamper, I make my way over to Sting and push him off my bed.

"That's my spot. And if you want to sleep in here then fine, but I'm putting pillows between us." I say, giving in without a fight. Making myself comfortable after constructing a wall out of pillows and blankets, I hear sting climb into bed on the other side of my wall, after hearing a contented sigh from his direction I mutter out a "Good night Sting." before falling asleep.

Waking up, barely able to breath, I reach up to push the offending obstructions away from my face. Gasping for fresh, cold air when I finally break free, I notice that I was covered in pillows and blankets, glancing over; I notice that my carefully constructed wall has been pushed over by a smiling, sleeping Sting.

"Sting you bastard!" I growl out as I grab a pillow ad thump him with it.

"Dammit Blondie, can you not?" I hear him grumble out as he reaches a hand out to grab the felonious object only to accidentally smack me in the face. "Oh crap, Luce, I'm so sorry." He immediately sits upright after hearing me moan slightly in pain, realising what he had done.

"Bastard." I mutter out as I cup my now injured cheek. "If you had just not knocked over my wall, none of this would have happened." I rumble at him with rubbing my face only to have my hand pulled away and replaced by a pair of lips.

"Sorry Luce, I probably just wanted to bury myself in your scent more and those blankets and pillows smell a lot like you." He mutters after pulling his face away only to return his lips back to my cheek. Blushing like mad, I turn my face away and glance around my moonlit room to try to calm myself down. "Of course, there's always another way to get more of your scent than suffocating you with pillows." I turn bright red at his suggestion and try to push him away only to have him grab my hands and pull himself over me.

"Dammit Sting, this is what you wanted to begin with, isn't it?" I mumble as I pretend to struggle against his grasp.

"Blondie, if you're going to struggle, at least mean it." I hear him smirk as I turn my head away blushing furiously at having been caught out, only to have his mouth attack my neck, releasing his hold on my arms in the process.

Allowing myself to succumb to the pleasure of his lips nipping and sucking at my neck, I unconsciously wrap my newly freed arms and legs around the muscular body on top of me. Leaning into his touch, I let a small moan escape from my lips as I grasp a hold of Sting's wondrously soft blonde hair.

"For someone who was struggling before, you sure seem to be enjoying yourself now." I hear the arrogant man comment as he removes his lips from my neck, earning a moan of protest from me; he chuckles as his hands move swiftly from their place on the bed next to my head to my chest wear they trail burning hot feather light touches across my skin. Arching up into his touch, I decide that it's about time I attempted to take control.

Mustering as much strength as I can in my current pleasure induced state, I place my hands on Stings shoulders, pushing him down while simultaneously pulling myself on top of him.

"Blondie what ar-" Cutting him off my placing a finger upon his lips, I gently shake my head, leaning down, I whisper ever so softly into his ear.

"Shhh, no words. Only actions." As I speak gently, I feel him shivering. Deciding to toy with him more, I gently grasp a hold of part of his ear with my mouth and lick it and blow softly on the tender flesh situated behind his ear. After getting several small moans and a fair amount of shudders, I move my face away from his neck and to his, planting a soft kiss upon his lips, I gently lower my hips to his and grind up against his arousal. Continuing my slow torture on his groin, I kiss him once again this time with more fever than before.

Just as I'm about to grab hold of his arms and bring them to my chest, I hear a small voice say something along the lines of "What are you two doing? Does Sting have something on his face? I see him and Rogue doing this all the time and they always say it's because something was on Sting's face." Screaming and jumping off Sting and off the bed, I quickly turn to the direction of the voice to find none other than Lector.

"Lector, what are you doing in here?" I ask, trying to calm my erratic breathing.

"Ah, I woke up and Sting wasn't there so I came here to ask if you knew where he was and he was here." He says sleepily rubbing his eyes. "Sting, what are you doing in here? I thought you said we weren't allowed to stay in Lucy's room?"

"Uhhhhh. Ahahahaha" Sting laughs nervously, sitting up while simultaneously trying to hide his erection.

"Of course you're allowed to stay in my room Lector, I'll beat the crap out of him later for saying otherwise." I smile as I make my way to my bed "Hey Lector, what was that about seeing Sting and Rogue like how Sting and I were earlier?"

"Ah, well sometimes when I couldn't sleep, I'd go into Sting's room to sleep with him and Rogue would be in there and on top of Sting or Sting would be on top of Rogue and they say that there was a bug or something on one of their faces." Lector says innocently, not realising what that he had caught Rogue and Sting almost or even possibly having sex on multiple occasions.

Turning slightly, I look at Sting and see his bright red face before he turns away and lies down."

"Now, since we're already all here and it's late, why don't we go to sleep?" I suggest as I pat the spot on the bed beside me for Lector. "I'll explain in the morning." I finish as the red cat nestles in beside me. Laying down, I turn to lector and cuddle him to my chest, it isn't long before I'm asleep.

Waking up to swearing and cursing is not my idea of fun. Not in the slightest, so waking up the next day to Sting screaming curses and swearing is sure to make for a pleasant start to the day.

"Shut the hell up Sting!" I shout, only to be muffed by a pillow.

"Don't tell me to shut up Blondie! You kicked me out of bed you bitch." I hear him sap back at me.

Lifting my head out of the pillow, I see I'm laying where, presumably Sting was just a couple of minutes ago. "Oh, well… Sorry." I mutter before plonking my head back into the cushiony softness of my pillow.

"Don't just go back to sleep!" I hear him say before the back of my head is hit with what I presume is a pillow. Swiftly sitting up, I send him a glare that makes him freeze in his tracks.

"Since you insist on not letting me sleep, I'm going to go take a shower. Interrupt me and you die." I say as I get up. Deciding to get my revenge on being woken up, instead of heading straight for the bathroom, I walk up to him and wrap one of my arms around his neck and place a soft kiss on his check while whispering "Good morning Sting." Saying that last part as the arm that's not around his neck ventures south and gently strokes the bulge there.

Seeing him turn an almost worrying shade of red, I feel him harden up against my teasing hand. Satisfied with the reaction, I kiss him once more on the cheek and remove myself from him and walk towards the bathroom, swaying my hips in a steady motion. Stopping at the door, I turn and say "Remember, interrupt my shower and you die." Smiling sweetly, I shut the door and begin my morning ritual.

I'm trying to build up sexual tension and I wanted to slip in some yaoi so I had Lector barge in and say some stuff. The next chapter will be Rogue and Lucy and then I have some twists and turns and stuff to happen soon mwahahaha! Anyway, please please please review! Getting new reviews makes me motivated to write and I love hearing what you guys think of my story and if you have any suggestions whether you see them as negative or positive, I'll take them positively because I want to improve on my writing as much as possible so any and all suggestions are welcome. Anyway, later guys. Lakusana out.