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She was panting as she looked up at her roof, her vision coming in and out of focus as she tried to reign herself in … for now. She hated yet loved being in heat with a passion. It tossed her shy side out the window and pushed every modicum of self-control she had to the limits. She felt a weight land on the edge of her bed by her legs, the smell of ozone assaulting her sensitive nose.

She looked forward to see Laxus, his body bare aside from the boxer briefs he wore, the look in his eyes as he took in her naked form and caught her scent. She could see the desire welling up inside, the want to touch her, to take her and part of her wanted him to just so she could put him in his place. He may not have had a dragon tell him about the ways of dragons but she would gladly teach him his place.

"Laxus …" she growled out as she rubbed a hand over her neck, her skin reddening at the contact.

She wanted to jump him, bite him, and make him groan and whimper until he finally submitted to her will, to learn that he was to be the submissive, not her. He drew closer at her call, his eyes looking like a storm was raging just behind the surface. He soon arrived next to her but did not touch her. He was not so foolish. She licked her lips as she leaned to him, passing her neck over his nose as her chest rubbed over his collarbone. He inhaled, his muscles beginning to coil as he restrained himself from attacking. He had to wait for her to say so or else he would be given nothing.

She let a slight giggle escape her as she started to slowly trail kisses over his collarbone, his breath hitching with every chaste touch. She wanted to hear more, to feel his desire swell until he was ready to take her like his nature and magic demanded. She ran one hand down his powerful pecks and chiseled abs before reaching his waist to just stop. He groaned a protest but it did nothing to change her mind, he'd have to wait now.

"Get back," she purred in his ear as a finger dragged along his shoulder, his body quivering under her touch.

She could see his hesitation as he backed off, his eyes never leaving her body as a new weight set itself on her bed, and the scent of mountain ash filled her nose, salmon colored hair coming to view. He was dressed the same as Laxus, giving her that damned smirk of his as he drew closer. Oh how she'd wipe that look off his face once she got to him.

She didn't even say his name as a stronger growl emanated from her throat, the desire to make him beg at her feet as she loomed over him making her feel even hotter. Erza might struggled getting Natsu to stop picking fights with others but if she had a night with him, he wouldn't so much as wipe his nose without her ok. She beckoned him over with one finger, his smirk turning to a grin as he crawled closer. The moment he was close enough she grabbed him by the jaw and locked eyes with him.

His grin disappeared as she turned his face away to reveal his neck and shoulder. She could feel him tremble in a mix of anticipation and desire, making her grin as her fangs came to light. Fast as a viper she struck, her fangs sinking past his skin along his shoulder. He hissed as he restrained himself from roaring out. Only one dragon here was allowed to roar and that was her. She released the bite before slowly licking at the wound, making Natsu moan as the pain subsided to be replaced by pleasure.

She could feel his body pulse with heat as she cleaned off the last of the blood before nipping at his ears. He responded by wrapping one hand around her head, his fingers trailing through her monochrome hair. His other hand slowly trailed along her back, hesitantly reaching for her well-developed ass. He stopped just above her generous cheeks, waiting for her approval which she gave with another bite, this time at the joining of his jaw and chin. He grunted as his hand finally grabbed her, making her moan a little as she returned to his ear.

"Off," she moaned into his ear, making him go rigid as he looked at her with pleading eyes but all he got was a smirk back.

He withdrew slowly as he looked at her or rather behind her, a jealous growl escaping him before he could stop it. She chuckled at his expense as she turned onto her stomach, another weight landing on the edge of the bed behind her. She then felt a pair of rough hands trail up her back, a soft groan escaping her lips as she closed her eyes.

She then opened her eyes after a moment to glance back, this time a mane of black hair obscuring her vision as the smell of iron enveloped her. Possibly the most arrogant of the lot, this still unfamiliar male that either irritated her or intrigued her whenever he was close. She bit her own finger at the thought of biting him everywhere she could reach even as her claws dug into his back, and the worst part being that she knew he would relish in every moment of the rough treatment.

She allowed him to continue for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of his strong fingers digging into her skin and muscle as she sighed contently. A wicked smirk appeared on her lips as she turned over without warning, grabbed him by the throat, and pushed him down onto his back. He didn't even look surprised, his eyes glinting in amusement as she lowered herself slightly, stopping just shy of joining their lips. She stayed there for a few moments, watching as his amusement turned to irritation at being denied her taste.

She held her grip on him as her head lowered past his collarbone, to his scarred chest. His testament to being a powerful dragon and warrior, one deserving of some recognition. She liked her lips as she kissed his chest, listening to him groan at the feeling of her lips. She continued the kisses until she reached one of his pierced nipples, her eyes setting on the shiny little rings attached to them. She didn't hesitate as she bit at one before giving it a slight tug, earning a surprised gasp and small hiss.

She let herself chuckle teasingly as she let go of him while sitting up and turning her back to him before flashing him a mischievous smile.

"Come here," she said in a sensual voice to all of them, the 3 all but materializing around her.

This time all 3 scents swirled around her as she played with the males around her. Natsu to her right, nibbling at her ear as her hand trailed through his pink hair, Gajeel caressing her back as he trailed his lips over her left shoulder while her other hand dug into his lower back. Lastly was Laxus at her front, his hands massaging her breasts as she nipped at his cheeks and jawline, occasionally biting hard enough to draw blood and make him hiss in pain and pleasure.

All 3 would work tirelessly to please her, to make her grant them access to what they wanted most, but it was all for naught … for now anyways. They were only the warm up, a tease for the one that she wanted most. Their ministrations stopped as they backed off, each retreating to a safe distance, lest they disturb her and suffer the consequences. She looked to the edge of her bed and saw a head of long, white hair nearing her.

"Mira," she said in a mix of a whimper and moan, her hand lowering to her already wet lower lips.

The take-over mage crawled to her with dangerous glint in her eyes, the demon within mere moments away from coming forth. Just seeing that look made Diana feel like she could melt then and there, her body itching for the demoness to touch her, to join their lips, to make their bodies become one.

"Yes?" Mira asked in a sultry voice as she got closer, making Diana lean back until she was resting on her back.

Soon Mira gorgeous body hovered over her own. Diana drank the image in, from those perfect eyes and juicy lips to her soft curves that every male and even females in Fiore desired at one point in their lives. And now it was all hers and she was Mira's.

"Come here," she said in a soft voice, her hand gently caressing Mira's cheek.

Mira smiled down at her, that tender face that made her heart race every time. Mira slowly leaned down until their bodies were pressed against each other. Mira felt so warm and soft, her skin like marble while Diana's was an almonry shade. She looked into Mira's eyes for what felt like hours until the model finally descended the last few inches to kiss her.

At that point Diana could taste nothing but vanilla and cinnamon, her eyes shutting as she kissed Mira back with everything she could. After a moment she felt Mira's tongue brush against her lower lips, requesting entry. She didn't even hesitate, her mouth opening as her tongue came out to meet the challenge. They dueled against each other vigorously, neither giving an inch as the kiss deepened. Then, Diana felt one of Mira's hands grope her breasts, getting a moan out of her and making her loose the focus she needed.

Without mercy, Mira's tongue beat her own into submission, earning her the right to run free and explore every nook of Diana's mouth, not that she was complaining. As their kiss continued, Diana and Mira's hands explored each other's bodies, their finger nails teasing the sensitive skin. Diana could feel the heat in her body well up in the pit of her stomach, a coil tightening with every touch. After a few minutes Mira's lips left her, making her whimper in protest but that whimper became a moan as Mira trialed kisses down her neck.

"Mira …" she moaned as the demoness kissed lower and lower until she reached the very roof of Diana's breasts but stopped.

She was about to whine in protest as she looked at the model but whatever sound she had been about to make died in her throat. Mira was sitting up while straddling her, the blue eyes looking down at her with a lusty glint.

"Do you want me?" Mira asked in a teasing voice, her hands slowly trailing down her neck and over her chest.

"Yes," she moaned back as her eyes followed Mira's hands.

"All of me?" Mira persisted, her lips forming a smirk as she squeezed her own breasts.

"Every last inch," Diana replied as she looked back into those blue orbs.

"Is that so?" Mira replied as the smirk grew before a purple glow surrounded her.

In moments the glow grew and then faded to reveal Mira, but not just Mira. This was Mira in her demonic form, Halphas, without that pesky leotard in the way. Her shiny, light blue scales covering her forearms and knees, her tail that curled beside Diana's leg. The horns pointed up and her feathered wings, all of it made her even more attractive in Diana's eyes. She was beautiful and sexy before, but now there was a powerful and dangerous aura around her. A challenge that Diana was all too happy to meet.

"Then let me see all of you," Mira said in a gentle yet oh so sensual voice, as if spoken by a fallen angel.

Diana eagerly complied, her blue and black flames encompassing her for a few seconds until they revealed her in her natural state. She lifted her hips to allow her own tail to spread out before setting them back down, her nails turning to silvery talons as the skin from her hands to her shoulders and feet to mid-thigh darkened to glossy obsidian in scaled patterns. Her right eye shifted, letting her see Mira's soul pulsing at her center in a deep, purple hue … along with 3 other souls, her Satan souls.

Diana heard the males around them shuffle back more, their fright being well placed. They knew this is how the night would progress and how the mates would get once released. If before they feared upsetting Diana, now they quaked at the thought of angering both of the females present but she paid them no mind. Her focus was on the demon on top of her.

"There's my dragon," Mira purred as she leaned closer, her tail entwining with Diana's.

"And my demon," she returned as she leaned up to capture those lips again.

Even with the vanilla and cinnamon, Diana could tell that the taste had changed, almost seemingly being hotter as Mira kissed her even more aggressively then she had before. As they kissed she felt Mira's clawed hand lower down her stomach, a sudden itch welling up between her thighs. She felt her body tremble as Mira's hands passed ever so gently over her lower lips. She moaned at the contact, hoping to encourage more on Mira's part. Tantalizing seconds passed before the hand touched her again, this time more thoroughly as the clawed tip teased the skin.

"Mira …" she moaned softly into the kiss, her hips slowly rising in an effort to gain more contact.

She felt Mira smirk into the kiss as her finger started to gently massage her already dripping folds. She felt the heat building in her as Mira continued the ministrations, adding another finger to the mix as she drew circles along Diana's core. Diana could feel herself begin to squirm under Mira, desperately wanting more.

"Mira … stop … teasing," she said through mewls as she looked at Mira's face. The demoness only smirked as her fingers lowered to brush over Diana's entrance.

"You want more?" Mira asked in a purr as she rubbed Diana even more.

"Yes," she replied as the coil in her stomach started to tighten.

"I don't believe you," Mira sang back before her head lowered to kiss Diana's breasts, making her gasp with each touch.

"Please …" she whimpered as her legs rubbed together, trying to get Mira's hand to go in.

Mira simply chuckled as she slid one clawed finger into her, making her growl before turning into a drawn out moan. The tip of the claw gently brushed against her walls as Mira moved the finger back and forth, her touch still being too gentle.

She locked eyes with Mira as she growled at her, her fangs glinting in the low light of the room. Mira's lips formed into a sly smile, her own pointed teeth showing as she drew closer and nibbled at Diana's neck. As she bit and pulled at her neck, Mira introduced another finger making her gasp as more pleasure spread throughout her body.

"Then beg … my tight, little, puppy," Mira said in between bites, earning another growl from Diana.

She was tempted to pull Mira up so that she could bite her back but then another finger made itself known, making her arch her back and buck her hips into the hand. The heat was building even faster as Mira's hands started to pump in earnest, threatening to break Diana's mind. She started to pant with every thrust, every curl of the fingers, her toes starting to curl up as she grabbed the sheets beneath her.

"Mira … please," Diana moaned as she rolled her hips. Even with everything Mira was doing, she knew it wasn't quite enough.

"Please what?" Mira purred as she bit at her nipple, her demonic teeth making Diana feel both pleasure and the slightest pain as they threatened to pierce the skin.

Diana couldn't respond, her breath escaping her as Mira's hand got rougher, the sound of skin rubbing against skin driving her mad. The heat was unbearable, the coil wanting to snap but it was just shy of reaching the peak.

"Make …" Diana panted out as she tried to keep her eyes open to meet Mira's gaze.

"Make you what?" Mira persisted with that evil and beautiful smile.

"Make … me … cum!" she finally managed to squeal out as Mira's hand got even rougher.

"Love to," Mira chimed back as her thumb rubbed against Diana's clit.

That was the break, the final snap as Diana felt her back arch to the fullest as she roared her lover's name.

"MIRAAAA!"

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She jerked awake with a gasp, sweat trailing off her brow as she looked around with dilated eyes. Her heart was hammering away as she tried to remember where she was, her entire body feeling like it would combust at any moment. She looked around the small cabin, slowly recollecting herself as she leaned back to look at her roof.

'Just another dream …' she thought, partly in relief but also with a sad tone to it. She grumbled to herself as she stared at the roof, her thoughts flying around as she recollected her latest fantasy. 'Stupid heat! Putting thoughts in my head that shouldn't be there!' she internally whined as she grabbed the sheets below her. This always happened during a cycle of heat. She would recall any potential mates that she'd recently interacted with or seen.

She could understand why the 3 male slayers came to mind. They were the closest thing she could get to having a draconic mate and she couldn't deny that each had desirable traits. Laxus was the oldest candidate, being the stronger of the 3 physically and the most mature in her opinion. She was also familiar with him, even she had never really held a conversation with him prior to her being named an S-class. Natsu was next, being the friendliest of them and carrying a boyish charm that made her want to laugh at times but at other times agitated her with how dense he was. Lastly was Gajeel, an older and more mature option than Natsu but not as powerful or familiar as Laxus, making him more of a wild card.

"But I don't like them like that," she whispered to herself.

She knew it was the heat messing with her, making her want to try and see if any of them could be the mate she wanted … but the risk was too great. If any one of them so much as touched her in a way she didn't want, especially if their touch felt wrong as an indication that they weren't the one for her, she would attack. Her heat also made her hyper aggressive to any wrong choice and the consequences could be irreversible.

At best she would scar them in a way that any other dragon could tell that they had been fools to approach her. If something like that happened, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself. Even if it was in her nature and the slayers shared those aspects, it was wrong to do something like that to them.

Such is the way of dragons. Sure, from time to time a male would call himself a king as to boost his ego and display his power but all kings would submit before the queen. 'I bet their dragons never even told them that … those bastards,' she thought as she sighed. But then something confused her to no ends. In every dream and fantasy, at some point Mira would appear.

At first it was a smile and greeting, then she would remember all the times Mira was close and her heart would flutter. Then those more vivid images would play out and every time she would wake up in a start. Just thinking about Mira now was making her get warmer, her thighs starting to rub together before she abruptly stopped. She sat up to look at her pink panties, a clear damp spot already there along with the smell of her own arousal.

"Dammit," she cursed as she slowly stood up and looked at her legs. "That's the 7th pair in 4 days."

Every time the dreams ended with Mira, she would wake up to the same sight. She shook her head at the thought, telling herself that it was the heat doing this to her, not the thought of Mira.

"Mira's … just my friend," she told herself in a small voice, an almost hollow feeling welling up in her chest as the words left her mouth. "… she … she wouldn't even see me … like that …"

Her form slouched as she said that, her body seemingly reprimanding her for such words by heating up even more. Her legs started to feel wobbly so she sat back down on her bed, her breathing slowly turning into a low pant.

"Stupid … heat," she growled even as the image of Mira came to her.

She whimpered as she pictured it, having her close enough to touch, to taste, to take …

"Fuck," she bit out as she threw herself on her back, her body still pulsing with warmth but this time accompanied by a desire to be touched.

She squirmed back and forth for a bit, her hands slowly dragging over her own body until her left hand found her right breast. She gasped at the touch, unable to stop herself from slowly rolling her fingers along her hardening nipple. She continued to toy with herself, kneading her soft breast as the image of Mira intensified. Her right hand started to descend lower, just barely stopping as she reached the waist band of her panties.

"Damn it," she groaned as her hand slowly trailed underneath her undergarment. "… Maybe … I should …"

She knew she'd go insane if she denied herself the need for touching and release. Even if it was only because of the heat, she allowed herself to continue her daydream as her right hand finally glided over her soaked core. She mewled as she teased her lower lips, just barely drifting over her entrance. She continued for some minutes before she slowly slide one finger in, a low moan accompanying it.

"Mira …"

She couldn't help herself, her finger starting to go back and forth as her panties collected more of her essence. At least she was sure no one would come to interrupt her, after all, no one besides Makarov knew where her house was …

Author's Rant: Anybody else feeling a little hot? Hope that steamy tease satisfied for those shippers. Not usual for me to write lemons like this so feedback really appreciated!

A pleasure, Jbubu