My Dream of You and You and You

by leoslady4ever

Matchmaker Mira decides to take things into her own hands when Lucy's lacking love life continues. Lucy is in for the night... or nights of her life due to Mira's meddling ways. In the end though, will she find the guy she's meant to be with? ***Collaboration with Nicole4211 and Deathsembrace137!***

20. Triple Threat

Oh my God, there is something truly wrong with me...I cannot seem to write a small chapter for this story anymore. (Facepalm) I really did try, but I'm hopeless. lol Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter - you'll be heading to Deathsembrace137 for the next one. Loves!

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Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail.

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CHAPTER 20: TRIPLE THREAT

The sun had set rather magnificently in the city, its beams of light slowly trickling away until all that was left was a faint tinge of pink on the horizon. Then, that too was gone, ushering the night in like some stealthy dark figure that covered every nook and cranny of the area. I found myself standing in a dimly lit room filled with the most opulent furniture I'd ever seen.

The room was spacious and classy with a view that could rival even a king's. Through the large windows, I could see the city some 20 stories below, buildings stretching out as far as the eye could see. Everywhere I looked was the twinkle of lights. It was beyond stunning.

Turning from the windows, I made my way down the hallway, taking in every detail of the fine decor, and soon found myself at the door to what could only be the bedroom. My hand stilled on the knob, my mind racing, trying to figure out who would be waiting for me. I could think of no one who had known this kind of rich living.

Taking a deep breath, I turned the handle and pushed on the door and promptly felt my mouth fall open at the man awaiting me. There in the middle of the largest bed I'd ever seen was Jellal Fernandez, his back up against the headboard, his chest deliciously bare. My eyes trailed down his body, and I almost cursed at the sight of the silken royal blue sheets pooled around his waist.

My hand twitched against my leg, some naughty thing inside me itching to pull the cloth away and indulge myself with his full form. The man was truly a feast for the eyes, and I could only imagine the treasure I'd find under that sheet. Any woman would be tempted, regardless of the threat of Erza's retribution.

I turned away, my face paling as the blood in my body ran distinctly cold at the thought of the red-haired woman. She would kill me. She would cut me up in little pieces for this. I couldn't have sex with Jellal, even if this was a dream. Was I nuts?

The sound of a deep voice cut through my panic. "Come Lucy. Come join me."

I returned my gaze at his greeting, then shook my head violently. There was no way I was getting any closer. That would get me into far too much trouble. But damn if he didn't look inviting. No, Lucy...stop thinking that way.

Quickly, I looked back down, deciding that avoidance was the best policy. Maybe I should leave the room. Surely that would keep me innocent of this particular sin.

His voice called to me again, this time cajoling, "Don't you want to feel these sheets on your skin? Don't you want to feel me all over your skin? I think you do..."

I bit my lip as heat rushed through my body, warming me instantly. "I...can't do that. I...Erza would kill me."

"Ahhh...Erza is why you resist. But Erza isn't here." With his words came the distinct sound of him moving, and try as I might, I couldn't keep myself from looking.

I watched in rapt fascination as he climbed from the bed, letting the sheet slip from his body. He was completely nude, his perfect body crafted with more muscles than should be legal, and to my surprise and delight, he was wonderfully erect. He moved towards me slowly, his stride sure, confident in his ability to gain my acquiescence, and I suddenly felt helpless to stop him.

He was gorgeous, and his eyes were all for me, his gaze stealing over my body like some phantom hand caressing me. My breath stalled in my throat as he moved up next to me and trailed a finger along the strap of my nightgown. Slowly he traced his way down the line of the silk fabric, barely touching my skin as he moved across one exposed breast. "You look so sinfully sweet standing there like this...positively delectable. How am I supposed to resist such bounty?"

"Je-Jellal, don't you think this is a bad idea?" I was ashamed to say my voice had already gone soft and breathy from his fleeting touch, my body already clamoring for his.

"I believe this..." he said, slipping his finger beneath the strap of my gown. "...is a wonderful idea." He slid the strap from my shoulder, his lips following along the same path. "You need only relax and enjoy it."

A sigh slipped from my throat as he kissed a path across my collar bone to give my other shoulder the same treatment. Maybe he was right. Maybe I should quit fighting myself and take what he was offering. This was just a dream. It wasn't like I was doing it for real.

Feeling at peace with my decision, I was ready when his mouth made its way to mine, and I accepted his kiss with eager anticipation. His lips slid over mine languidly, his kiss a seduction all on its own, and I succumbed to him. It was no hardship to give him control, not when his mouth was sealed so teasingly on my own.

He tasted of something exotic, something forbidden, and I could feel my body respond to that temptation. This was one man I would never have in real life, and something about the fact that it was such an impossibility made him that much more appealing to me in this dream. Maybe that was bad, but I couldn't deny it was the truth.

Strong hands slid up the length of my body, grasping the top of my nightgown and peeling it down, letting it drop to the floor. Those hands pulled me flush against his body, and he backed me up to the wall, pressing his weight against me. I gasped as he kissed and licked his way down my neck, his mouth hot on my skin.

I waited for him for stop at my breasts, but other than a light nip, he passed right by them and kept heading down. I couldn't think as he knelt on the floor, his face right at the apex of my thighs, and then he pulled one of my legs over his shoulder. Oh God...the sight of him so close sent a jolt of fire through my veins, and as he leaned his head in, nuzzling at the top of my thigh, I could feel myself go weak in the knees.

Jellal seemed to see that I was struggling and slipping his arms under my legs, shifted my other leg over his shoulder. His hands wrapped around the tops of my thighs, spreading them for his perusal, and then he dipped his head in, swiping his tongue up my sex.

I jolted at the initial touch, my hips pressing myself closer to that talented mouth of his. "Oh God...Jellal..."

I couldn't stop the breathy moan from climbing up my throat as he laved over the area, his wicked tongue teasing me relentlessly. I was hot, so very hot, and needing something to hold onto, I reached for him, tangling my hands into his hair. His mouth closed around my clit, giving it a long slow suck, and I cried out, my eyes slamming shut as I arched into him.

Shit, he was so good with his mouth, his attentions drawing that familiar heaviness in my belly. I knew it wouldn't be long. It never was when a man went down on me. There was just something about having a man's face between my legs that did crazy things to me.

A whimper escaped my mouth as he suckled at me, and I shifted against him, desperately seeking my release, when my left arm was pulled away and pinned to the wall. In the next moment, a hand closed over my breast, massaging it, kneading it delicately. I hummed low in my throat as the hand pushed my tit up and my nipple was sucked into a hot mouth.

Oh, it felt so damn good. I was so close, and with Jellal's mouth between my legs, and... My thought trailed off as I realized what was wrong with the picture. Suddenly, my eyes flew open to find another mop of blue hair hovering over my body, and I gasped.

"Mysto...Oh God!" I shouted, all my muscles drawing up tight as my orgasm shot through me. I couldn't breathe for a moment, could do nothing more than ride the wave as Jellal and Mystogan continued their teasing in an almost simultaneous fashion. As one, they slowly withdrew from my body, almost like twins, and I suppose in a strange way, they kind of were.

Jellal lowered my feet to the floor, and I leaned against the wall, knowing my legs wouldn't support my weight just yet. They stood side by side, Jellal naked as the day he was born, and Mystogan slowly shrugging out of his clothes. Part of me wondered if I should be feeling bad about this, but another, larger part celebrated that I had been with me two of the most gorgeous men I'd ever met. And they wanted me.

Still, I was surprised by this turn of events, by Mystogan honestly. I'd only ever seen him without his mask on once or twice, and at the time, hadn't given much thought to his looks. But now, as his clothes ley scattered at his feet, I could see he was Jellal's match exactly, all the way down to the hardness that hung between his legs.

I bit my lip at the picture they presented, and slowly pushed away from the wall, making my way towards Mystogan. I hadn't even had a kiss yet, well not a proper one. I pushed myself against his smooth, sculpted body and pulled his head down to mine. His hands stole around my waist, sliding up my back as he pressed our lips together. His kiss was fiery and passionate, and as Mystogan thrust his tongue in my mouth, I felt Jellal come up behind me, tucking himself in against my back.

Jellal nipped at my shoulder, then grabbing my hips, began grinding himself against my backside. I moaned into Mystogan's mouth, feeling my body heating up again, and pulled him closer, rubbing myself over his erection. I'd never felt so wanton before, never been pressed so tightly between two hard bodies like this, and I couldn't have been more hungry.

Easing back from my mouth, Mystogan finally spoke, his voice raspy. "Lay down. I want a turn between your legs."

His words shot heat straight to my core, and nodding shakily, I stepped away from both of the sexy men and stretched myself out on the bed. Mystogan set his knee on the edge and crawled forward, his eyes dark with lust, and my breath caught in my throat. He lowered his shoulders between my spread knees, then slid his hands beneath my hips, lifting me up like an offering to his mouth.

Jellal came around the side of the bed as Mystogan set his lips on mine, his mouth unerringly finding the little nub that lit me up. I bucked against him at the exquisite sensation and searching for something to hold on to, fisted my hands in the sheets. Finding Jellal climbing up to join us, I watched impatiently as he uncapped a small bottle, pouring a small measure into his hand and smearing it over his shaft. Seeing my intent gaze, he smirked. "You like strawberry?"

Licking my lips, I nodded, scarcely lifting my eyes higher than his waist as he slowly moved to straddle my chest, setting his thick cock just out of my reach. I eyed him with barely restrained hunger, and pleaded breathlessly, "Come closer."

Just then Mystogan grazed his teeth lightly over my clit, and I shrieked, my back lifting up off the bed in response to the tantalizing stimulation. I was just so sensitive after my first orgasm, and he seemed to know exactly what he was doing down there.

"Easy now," Jellal teased, then grabbed my breasts and pushed his cock between them. He slid himself in and out, his lips turned up in a grin as if he knew how badly I wanted him in my mouth.

I wondered how long he would keep himself from me, how long he'd deny me. "Jellal, please." I wanted to reach for him, draw those hips closer until I could set my mouth on him.

Finally, he scooted forward, asking, "Want a taste?"

Did I? The answer was a resounding yes. At my nod, he pressed forward, offering himself to me, and as he pushed between my lips, I hummed my delight against him. Slowly, he began thrusting into my mouth, his groan filling up the room as I sucked.

His cock plunged deep as Mystogan's tongue speared into my sex, and I groaned helplessly at their combined efforts. Though I knew it was probably something I would never do in real life, I couldn't deny the pleasure of having two men at the same time. I felt completely irresistible at that moment, like my body was being worshiped by them. It was a heady experience, reminding me of the time I'd spent in that other dream with Gray and Lyon.

Remembering the last time I'd experienced this, my body tightened, and I sucked at Jellal with a renewed sense of purpose. Mystogan, sensing my desperation, moved back to my clit, teasing it relentlessly until I whimpered low in my throat. Jellal cursed as the vibrations swept through his shaft, and with a fierce look in his eyes, leaned into his thrusts, filling my mouth with as much as I could take.

I relaxed my throat as he went deeper, and focused on closing my mouth around all that delicious hardness. Then, between one moment and the next, Mystogan gave my clit a sharp pull and tipped me over the edge, sending me bucking against his face with the force of my tremors. I cried out around Jellal's cock, and with a satisfied grunt, he came, spurting his hot seed down my throat. I fought to swallow him down while my orgasm continued to rock my body, and with a final suck, I succeeded.

Jellal slipped from my mouth slowly, allowing my jaw to readjust and finally close. I sighed languidly, and as he climbed off my body, I stretched my arms above my head. That position had been a bit difficult, but I was happy I'd managed it.

Feeling a hand turn my head, I opened my eyes to find Jellal leaning in for a kiss while Mystogan moved up and happily began sucking at my breast. I used one hand to thread my fingers into Jellal's hair as he pressed his lips to mine, then reached for Mystogan with the other.

I slid that hand down his hard body, relishing the way he shuddered at my touch, until I found my goal. I wrapped my fingers around his hard shaft and gave it a slow stroke. His mouth gave a sharp tug on my nipple as he hummed his pleasure, which in turn made me hum against Jellal's lips.

It was like the three of us were in some kind of loop, each of us spreading our pleasure to the next. But as I felt someone slide in between my legs, I realized I'd have to adjust my number. Already, I had an idea of who it was, and as I stilled, pushing Jellal back, I could see Siegrain smirking at me from between my knees.

Then, before I could say a word, he pressed himself against me and thrust forward, filling me with his impressive length. I arched up off the bed with a gasp, giving Mystogan an unintentional squeeze. In return, he groaned at my breast, nipping at me with his teeth, then soothing the mild pain away with his tongue.

Jellal turned me back to his mouth and kissed me hard, his tongue thrusting into my mouth just as Siegrain drove himself back inside me. His pace was rough and demanding with long hard strokes. I could feel my body quicken with each snap of his hips, spreading heat out through my veins. I was on fire, my body so hot I almost expected to see flames licking across my skin.

Siegrain slaked his desire between my legs, his body hammering into mine with a persistence that did amazing things to me, and as Mystogan labored over my breast, I kissed Jellal like he was the only stable thing in the world. I was lost in a tide of sensation, every inch of my body singing from their ministrations, and still, I found myself wanting more.

I gave myself over to them, letting them do as they would with me, and as if in reward for my compliance, Jellal slipped a hand down my body, his finger unerringly finding that little bundle of nerves. He rubbed over the area with precision, stroking in time with Siegrain's rough thrusts. It was almost too much sensation for my overly stimulated body, but I couldn't say no. It was incredible.

It took no time at all for them to bring me, and my body lit up, an orgasm smashing through me with a strength that threw my head back, ripping a ragged scream from my mouth. I jerked my hand away from Mystogan, worried I would unconsciously squeeze too hard as my body spasmed uncontrollably.

Mystogan continued to suck at me, his cheeks slightly hollowed as he drew my tit up into his mouth, even as Siegrain plunged into me a final time. He gave a harsh shout as he came, his hips shuddering against me violently, while Jellal still circled my swollen nub, causing me to writhe violently.

They drew away from me as a group, and then changed up again, this time Mystogan taking the lead. He pulled me up, offering me a heated look as he helped me to straddle his lap. I came down on his thick arousal slowly, letting my body stretch to accommodate him. He filled me to the brim, pulling a heavy moan from my mouth.

Our position was intimate as he leaned in and kissed me, his hands clutching at my hips as he urged me to move. Following his direction, I lifted up and sank down on him, setting an easy pace for the two of us. Mystogan hummed low in his throat as his mouth trailed down my throat. "Mmmm...that's good."

His voice was a low rumble against my flesh, sending shivers down my spine, and with a quick jolt, I clamped down on him. Mystogan hissed, his kisses coming to a stop. "God...do that again."

With a smug grin, I rose up again, tightening my body around him before I dropped back down. Over and over again, I did it, working it into a rhythm I knew would drive him wild. His response was a deep groan, his hands digging into the skin of my hips, as he pulled me into a quicker speed.

Siegrain watched with interest as we fucked, his eyes following every moment I made, then with a clap of his hands, he grinned. "Well, since you've got her pussy, I'll just toy with these babies." With that statement he reached for my breast, brushing his thumb over the little peak.

My body instantly clenched at his lewd words, and Mystogan chuckled. "You like his dirty talking?"

I nodded with a light blush. I didn't know why I enjoyed hearing a man talk like that during sex. It just did something to me, made me hot...and horny as hell.

A naughty smirk crossed Siegrain's face at my admission. "Is that right? Well, in that case how about you play with my cock while I have a little titty time?"

Once again, my body reacted, and this time, Mystogan was the one groaning. "Shit, she keeps getting tighter."

"Wait till she comes, man. She'll squeeze you tight enough to make your eyes cross," Siegrain offered as he moved in closer and set his mouth on my breast.

I flushed a bit at their discussion, and deciding to ignore them, stretched out my hand to Siegrain, wrapping my fingers around his firm length. He was hot and heavy in my hand, and as I stroked him lightly, he hummed his pleasure against my flesh.

"Lucy..." Jellal teased, moving up on the other side of me and reaching a hand out to my unoccupied breast. "Such a wonderfully naughty girl. Would you like for me to kiss you here?" He pinched the pert center, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. "Would you like for me to take you deep into my mouth, maybe leave a hickey right here on this pretty pink nipple?"

"Yes..." I moaned, "God yes..."

His words added to my already fragile system, and then he dropped his mouth to my chest. I felt like I was drowning in them, my whole body dominated and pleasured beyond anything I'd thought possible. Every lick and suck, every thrust from Mystogan pushed me further, harder toward completion, and I rode that wave, my hips rolling over him in earnest until I was certain I could take no more.

Then Siegrain set his teeth into my breast, Jellal sucked hard on the other side, and Mystogan rammed up into me from beneath, and I finally flew apart. My body seized as my climax swept through me, liquid fire coursing through my veins, and I cried out. Mystogan's name shot from my mouth, and with a final shudder, he joined me, thrusting up and filling me with his release.

"Damn, you were right," Mystogan rasped, trying to catch his breath. "I felt like she was going to swallow me whole."

I flushed at his words and slowly moved to climb off of him. I had barely gotten clear when Jellal stopped me with a hand on my behind. "Don't move. I want you just like this." His palm slid over my ass, and I felt him move a bit closer as Mystogan and Siegrain scooted away.

I bit my lip on a moan as he caressed my skin. How could I still want more? I'd already had 4 orgasms. Shouldn't I be tired? But he was still touching me, and it was still sending heat pooling in my belly. I still wanted him, and that was the truth. Maybe I should feel bad for that, but I didn't. I just felt hungry for more.

Jellal slid his hand lower, gliding down to the inside of thigh, giving it a light tap. "Spread them a bit wider, Lucy." I followed his instructions and parted my legs further. He set both hands on the cheeks of my ass, and gave them a quick squeeze. "What a magnificent view. I can see all of you like this," he hummed his appreciation as he pressed himself to the back of me.

I swallowed hard. The idea of him seeing me like that sent a thrill racing through me. It was like I was on display for him, my body angled at him like some sort of offering, and he was more than willing to accept.

His hand made its way between my legs, using two fingers to stroke slowly over my sex. I closed my eyes, fighting to stifle a moan as he continued to slather them in my wetness. "My my Lucy...You're so wet," he mused, then speared the digits into my body. "Are you thinking about how I'll feel inside you? Can you already imagine me sliding my cock between those lips?"

His words painted a picture in my mind, inspiring a truly erotic image of him doing just that, his body pressing so tightly against mine, his hard shaft rocking into me over and over again. I felt like I couldn't breathe. It was all just too much. I needed him. "Please Jellal..." I whimpered, shifting back against him in demonstration of what I wanted.

"Please what, Lucy?" he teased, replacing his hand with his cock. He brushed at my entrance as if he would finally pierce my body, but instead, simply let his shaft glide up the seam of my sex.

A frustrated whine spilled from my mouth as I shifted uncomfortably. My body was clamoring for him, and all his tempting was making me crazy. I couldn't believe how hot I was for him especially after 4 orgasms, but the truth was there in the ache between my legs, in the heat that settled deep in my womb, in the frantic beat of my heart. I needed him...and if he didn't give me what I wanted soon, I was certain I would burst.

Jellal angled his hips and finally pushed the tip of his thick shaft inside me. I nearly wept with relief until I realized he had no intention of sliding the rest of the way in. Hell no...I wasn't playing this game anymore. With a burst of speed, I shoved myself back, forcing the entirety of him into my needy body.

I was just about to cheer at my success when Jellal's hand came down hard on my ass. "What a bad girl, Lucy. You need to learn to be patient," he scolded, drawing nearly all the way back out again. "Now behave, or I'll have to punish you."

For a moment, I wanted to ask what the punishment was. There was a part of me that was tempted to try him, and though I was pretty sure I'd never want to do that in real life, I couldn't but wonder while in this dream. Frowning, I pushed the thought aside. The man was literally driving me crazy.

"Siegrain, move up there in front of her. She likes having her mouth fucked," Jellal commanded, getting a, "Hell yeah" in response. Next, he addressed Mystogan. "You good?"

"Yeah," the man answered from his place at the head of the bed. "I've got a great spot here to watch."

Why did that turn me on? I got no further on the thought when Siegrain moved into position in front of me, his hand making long strokes down his shaft. My mouth watered at the sight of him playing with himself, and my body clenched in reaction.

Jellal chuckled darkly. "I felt that, Lucy. You want his cock, don't you? Just like you want mine." Gripping my hips, he slammed himself in all the way to hilt, then drew back until he was barely inside me again. A soft whine crawled up my throat, and though I wanted to push back against him, I kept still. "Say it, Lucy. Tell me what you want me to do."

Exasperation speared through me, and before I could think it through, I snapped, "Just fuck me already!"

"Yes ma'am," he growled in satisfaction. In the next instant, he surged into me, his body connecting with mine with a resounding smack, and I cried out at the fullness of him.

Finally, the teasing was over, and he was buried deep inside me. With every thrust of his hips, my body sang, fluttering around his throbbing length as if already on the path to completion. Could I really be that close so soon?

My attention was drawn away as Siegrain moved closer and tangled his hand in my hair. "Open up, baby." He took his shaft in hand and lifted it to my mouth. My blood was all but boiling at the sight of him so thick and ready, and with a quick swipe of my tongue, I let my lips part for him.

Siegrain pressed into my mouth slowly, letting me get used to his length, and then withdrew just as gently. He gave a deep sigh as he pushed in again, and though I appreciated his consideration, I could feel my body already climbing. I didn't want to finish before Siegrain.

I barely had the thought when Jellal skated over a special spot inside of me, sending me bucking against him and moaning out my pleasure around the cock in my mouth. Siegrain shuddered and plunged into my mouth faster, his control fraying. "Fuck, whatever the hell you just hit...do it again."

Jellal took his plea to heart and returned to the spongy spot just inside my body, brushing and rubbing over it relentlessly until I was squirming with desperation. His endless pursuit sent my body into a constant state of agonizing bliss, and I couldn't help but surrender. A plaintive cry forced its way up my throat, spilling into my mouth with all the stimulation Siegrain needed to fall over the edge.

The man clutched at my hair with both hands and thrust forward a final time, pushing his cock deep into my mouth. His body trembled against my lips, and with a passionate shout, he came. I swallowed his release down, and as he pulled from my mouth, Jellal slammed into me from behind.

A sharp moan ripped from my throat, I clutched at the sheets to steady myself. His pace was quick, his thrusts just shy of punishing, but I didn't mind. It all felt so good, and to my sex-addled mind, it was perfect.

The room filled with the sounds of our coupling, our harsh pants blending with the smack of flesh meeting. It was hot and stirred up that bubbling wealth of desire simmering in the pit of stomach. I gasped as he rammed into me again and again, and as I turned my head to look at him over my shoulder, I caught sight of Mystogan lying back against the headboard so quietly. His eyes were intent on us, his face flushed with desire.

He looked so sexy like that, his gaze hooded, and the heat in my body grew. I let my eyes drift over his prone form and felt my core clench at the sight of his hand stroking over his thick shaft.

"Watch him, Lucy..." Jellal growled out from behind me, "Watch him pleasure himself at the sight of me fucking you. He can't look away."

He couldn't look away? I couldn't stop staring at the scene before me. It did something to me to see him masturbating while he watched me and Jellal together. There was no use denying it.

Jellal grunted behind me, his body slapping against me quick and hard, sending my mind reeling. I cried out, pushing myself back to meet him, our pace becoming frantic as we neared the end. We were close, skirting the edge of orgasm, when he slipped a hand around my front and brushed a finger over my clit.

That was all I needed to push me that final step over the threshold, and I succumbed to the intense pressure, screaming out Jellal's name to the room. He thrust once more, then pressed tight against the back of me, groaning his release. The moment he reached his peak, my legs gave out, and I crashed to the bed, my breathing erratic in the quiet.

Jellal collapsed on the bed beside with a deep chuckle. "Damn...that was good. I think you wore me out."

"Wore you out?" I laughed, then turned over with a long sigh. "I'm exhausted."

Siegrain moved into my vision with a knowing smirk. "With good reason."

I smiled up at him and lifted a hand in silent appeal. He took my hand, placing a quick kiss on the top, and then eased me up into a sitting position. "I suppose you have to go now," he mused, then gave me a lecherous grin. "Couldn't you stay for another round? I could make it worth your time."

"I'm sure you could," I giggled, then leaned in to press my lips to his in a goodbye kiss. "Bye Siegrain."

"Later baby," he said with a wink, "Come back and see me."

Turning, I found Mystogan just behind me. I had no time to say anything as he reached for me and nearly devoured my mouth in one of the hottest kisses I'd ever received in my dreams. Drawing back, he whispered, "I'll be waiting for you."

Dazed, I was pulled into yet another set of arms. "Return whenever you wish, Lucy. We will be happy to service you again." With that, he set his mouth on mine, delivering a steamy kiss of his own before helping me off the bed. A playful smile lifted his lips. "Oh, and do tell Erza I said hi."

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I headed to the guild with a smile on my face. I'd had a good night's rest and an even nicer dream. I was just about as relaxed as I could possibly be, and I was ready to have a bit of fun with my friends. But as I stepped through the door and found loads of people I didn't know bustling around, cleaning and setting things up, I couldn't help wondering if I'd missed something.

Seeing Mira near the bar directing a crew of people, I made my way over. "Hey Mira, what's going on?"

"Oh we're just getting ready for the party tonight," she chirped, then turned to answer a question about the alcohol.

I frowned for a moment, before I remembered the big party Master and Mira had been planning. It was tonight? "Oh no! I forgot all about it! With the dreams and everything, it completely slipped my mind!"

"It's alright, Lucy," she assured kindly, and glanced up at the clock. "You still have plenty of time to prepare."

"But I don't even have an outfit yet," I groaned. "I can't believe I forgot this."

Mira giggled at my panic, then teased, "Well, you have had a lot of things on your mind, or should I say a lot of men..."

"Go ahead...laugh it up," I grumbled, pouting at her joke, "You know I can't help it!"

"I know. I was just having a little fun with you. Now, you best hurry up and go find yourself something to wear. Everyone will be arriving at 7," the barmaid suggested before another person came up to her for help.

Offering her a quick wave, I walked out of the guild, setting off on a mission to find the perfect dress.

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By the time I returned, the party was going strong. It was in a word, wild...maybe the wildest I had ever seen, even for Fairy Tail. The guild was packed with mages visiting from all the guilds we were friendly with - Lamia Scale, Quatro Cerberus, Mermaid Heel, Blue Pegasus, and strangely enough even Sabertooth. I had to admit, I was a bit surprised that they'd accepted Master's invitation, but all in all, I was happy about the turn out.

I squeezed my way through the crowd and had to laugh. Usually, Fairy Tail was labeled the crazy guild, but now that we'd been joined by so many others, it seemed that our insanity was spreading. I could see people from the other guilds joining our members in the usual nutty stunts, some of them taking part in Cana's drinking contest, and even some hopping on tables to dance to the loud music. It was like we had infected them all.

Shaking my head in amusement, I made my way to the table that housed a number of the girls, even Mira. I was glad to see the takeover mage sitting down and enjoying the party. Usually, she was stuck behind the bar or puttering around the room handing out drinks. Master had spared no expense for this party, and had made a good choice hiring people to handle the bar and the food. It gave Mira a chance to relax for a change.

"Hey girls!"

"Oh Lucy, you're here!" Levy called, pulling out a seat for me beside her.

Mira smiled up at me. "Oh Lucy...look at you. You look stunning! I take it that's for a certain trio of men?" she teased, eyeing my outfit.

I flushed at her knowing look, then shrugged, looking down at myself. It wasn't that big a deal was it? Just a little black dress. Though I had to agree it was sexy, and I had definitely chosen it with the guys in mind. It was cut a bit low in the front, the straps going up to my neck like a halter then down the center of my back in a wide strip with smaller strips of fabric connecting to the front of the dress. It was rather short, coming only inches below my ass, and it fit me like a glove.

I guess I could see what she meant. "I just wanted to look...nice."

"Well, you succeeded!" Cana broke in as she walked up, her eyes taking in my attire. "You look hot girl! If I was a guy, I'd totally do you."

The girls around the table burst out laughing, and I was no exception. I never knew what was going to come out of that girl's mouth next. "Thanks Cana. Nice to know I have options if you suddenly turn male."

"Then again, you don't need any more options," Mira mentioned coyly. "I believe you have your hands full with the three you've already got."

"Oh they wish she had her hands full of them!" Cana pointed out, laughing at her own joke.

I shook my head and dropped myself neatly into the seat Levy had offered me. "Cana, you are so perverted."

"Oh yeah, that's why the boys love me! Speaking of which...Bacchus just got here. Gotta get a piece of that. Be back in a bit." The brunette winked, then added, "And don't be telling about the dream while I'm gone, Lucy. I just know this one's gonna be kinky!"

With that, she was gone, leaving us all in stitches. Cana had to be the most carefree woman I'd ever met. She was wholly unconcerned with what people thought of her. She just lived her life by her own rules, with not a bit of regard for convention, and at times, I found myself envious of that easy way of thinking. I wished I could be like that - no worries, no hangups. It had to be nice.

I followed her with my eyes, and found Natsu in a good-natured argument with Gray. I smiled as they slammed their heads together in the normal prelude to their usual fights. Glancing around the guild, I looked for the other guys. I hadn't seen either Gajeel or Laxus yet.

No sooner did the thought cross my mind, when I spied Lily flying toward the other side of the room, and there was Gajeel. I watched as Lily dropped to the table, his bowl of kiwis in hand, and then Gajeel reached forward and snatched one. With a fierce scowl, Lily grew to battle size and pointed his sword at the slayer's neck, causing Gajeel to laugh uproariously.

I couldn't help but smile at the scene. It was rare to see Gajeel so carefree, but Lily always seemed to bring it out in him. But where was Laxus? I continued searching, but after a rather disappointing sweep of the guild, I admitted defeat. "Hey have you guys seen Laxus yet?"

Mira smiled knowingly. "He's not here. He had to do something for Master, so he'll be a bit late."

"Oh," I said. How disappointing. I was enjoying watching the guys when they were unaware, and it would have been such a treat to study Laxus when he didn't know I was looking. "I guess I'll have to wait then."

"Speaking of Laxus, how's it going with him and the other two?" Bisca asked.

Sweet Mavis, did everyone know I had been out with all three of the guys? Looking around the table, I found not one surprised face in the bunch. Apparently, the answer was yes, and for a moment, the thought drifted through my mind that one of the women would think less of me for it. But as I glanced around me, I found nothing but friendly interest.

A smile lit my face. I had such amazing friends. "They're all really great, actually. Natsu was so different during our date, mature and responsible...well, at least for half of it." At this, we all shared a laugh, before I continued, "Laxus was surprisingly sweet and romantic, and Gajeel was really thoughtful and open with me."

Wide eyes stared at me from around the table. "What?"

"Juvia is just surprised to hear Lucy say that about Gajeel," the blue-haired water mage explained.

I was stunned to hear her refer to me as Lucy, when I'd been her 'Love Rival' for as long as I could remember. Maybe she was finally understanding that I wasn't competing with her for Gray. I suppose it could simply be that she felt more secure now that I was between men, so to speak.

Mira nodded her agreement, then added, "Yes, and hearing you talk about Laxus like that is shocking as well."

"And Natsu acting mature?" Lisanna chirped, then shook her head in amusement. "That's pretty incredible."

"Well, they're all really wonderful guys."

Erza nodded her head with a smile. "I'm glad to hear that. Sounds like it's going well."

"Yeah, it is. I mean, it hasn't all been perfect. There was the past stuff to work out with Gajeel and Laxus, and of course, it took me a while to think of Natsu as anything more than a friend. Then there was the times they caught me..." I trailed off, realizing what I had almost admitted to. What the hell was I been thinking?

Unfortunately, the girls noticed my slip up, and it was like sharks in the water. "They caught you what, Lucy?" Mira asked, edging forward in her seat with a wild glint in her eyes.

"Oh, you have to tell us now," Evergreen encouraged as she too scooted closer.

"Alright, but I swear if you guys laugh at me, I'm never speaking to you again." I eyed them all sternly, then sighed. "They've all caught me having an..." I paused, looking around before I whispered the last part, "...orgasm."

Erza's eyes bulged. "What?! All of them?"

"Shhhh..." I waved at my team mate frantically and glanced around to make sure we hadn't drawn even more attention.

"Oh my God, Lucy. How did that happen?" Levy asked.

Before I could answer, Cana sauntered back over and dropped into a seat beside me. "Okay, what'd I miss?"

"Laxus, Gajeel, and Natsu have all seen Lucy climax!" Mira happily provided, "And now, she's going to tell us how it happened."

I groaned, "Guys, you've got to be quiet. It's not like I want everyone to know about it." The group settled, and I started explaining, "Natsu was kind of there the night I dreamed of him."

"He was there? Holy shit! What'd he say?" Cana laughed.

"I'm not telling you that!" I blushed as I remembered him telling me I smelled good. I couldn't tell them that. It was too embarrassing.

Of course, the girls noticed my pink cheeks and drew their own conclusions. "Oh, I can't believe it! She's blushing! I bet he said something dirty!" Mira squealed.

"But would Natsu know how to talk dirty?" Lisanna questioned, getting a couple nods in agreement.

Ignoring their inquiries, I forced myself to continue, "The time with Gajeel was during our date." Already anticipating their responses, I held up my hand, once more feeling my face flare. "He picked me up for our date at 3 AM, and I fell asleep on him while we were watching an old movie."

"Oh him? Wait, you mean you blew a gasket while you were on him?!" Cana smirked at me. "Damn girl. You're starting to have a more interesting life than I am!"

"I didn't mean I was on top of him. I was kind of sitting between his legs." Upon saying it, I realized that didn't sound any better, and I smacked a hand to my face. "Oh hell, this sounds just as bad."

A chorus of laughs sounded and then Bisca grinned. "I don't know. It sounds pretty good to me."

The girls all called out their agreement, then Erza asked, "And Laxus?"

"Oh...well, he caught the tail end of my dream about Freed."

Mira's hand came up to cover her mouth, and she giggled. "Oh my...what horrible timing."

Levy shook her head. "Yikes, that poor guy."

"Yeah, it wasn't exactly great for me either," I said with a roll of my eyes.

"Oh, the dream wasn't good?" Cana challenged sassily.

My mind instantly took me back to that classroom, to being spread out on that desk with Freed plunging in and out of me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, and stammered, "N-no...the dream was good."

"Based on the way you're wiggling in your chair, I'd say it was more than good. Was our straight-laced Freed that good in the sack?" Cana teased loudly.

"Oh my God, will you shut up?" I said, giving her a quick shove, before glancing around the hectic room.

She rolled her eyes, then held up her hands in a placating manner. "Okay fine...I'll leave you alone about Freed. Now, tell us about the dream you had last night."

My gut clenched as I glanced over at Erza. I did not want to discuss this particular dream while she was here. Was that cowardly? Maybe, but I didn't think anyone would blame me for that. This was her almost man we were talking about here.

Suddenly, the music was turned up, the beat pounding loudly throughout the guild. The last time I'd heard the music up this loud was when... The thought stalled, and I mumbled, "Oh God...they can't be doing it again..."

As one, we all turned to see Gray and Lyon hopping up on the bar, just like the last time. Though this time, they apparently didn't plan on doing it alone. "Hey Loke, get your ass up here!" Gray called out.

I watched as Loke sauntered up to the counter, tossing winks out to his adoring fans, then gracefully swung himself up to join the others. The guys shared a smug look, and then began to move with the music. Once again, I was struck with the smooth way they danced. They all but flowed to the music, each move easing flawlessly into the next.

They danced like they'd done it a million times before, and as the buttons began popping, I wondered if maybe they had. And Loke fit with them perfectly, his movements every bit as sensuous as the ice mages. I'd have thought that Gray and Lyon would outclass him, seeing as they were practically professional strippers anyway, but Loke was holding his own. Honestly, he was doing more than that.

I watched as my Lion slid his jacket slowly down his arms, his face wearing a smirk as he pumped his hips in time to the beat. He looked good doing it, and I had to wonder again if he'd had experience. Had my Spirit been a stripper before, or did he just do a lot of stripping for his 'dates'?

"I swear, those three are like the best damn show I've ever seen. Anybody got any ones?" Cana asked, her lips lifting in a lecherous grin.

I rolled my eyes at her, but I couldn't turn away from the men slowly losing their clothes on top of the bar. I found myself gradually tapping my foot to the beat, and looking around me, found even more women doing the same. At least I wasn't alone.

Then another man moved to join them, a man similarly dressed to Loke. It was Hibiki Laytes, and as he tossed his own jacket to the side, I couldn't help but gape. "What the...I can't believe Hibiki is up there with them."

"Who knew he could dance like that?" Levy mumbled in a soft voice. I giggled at the sight of her pink cheeks. She was so cute about stuff like this.

"Whatever...I need cake," Erza said nonchalantly before marching straight to the kitchen. She bypassed the pelvic thrusting men like they didn't even exist. I guess she really did only have eyes for Jellal.

Before I could spend too much time thinking on the sweetness of that, a loud voice called out over the noise. "Oh please. Let me show you how it's done."

My jaw dropped as Sting pushed his way through the crowd and climbed atop the counter too. His lips turned up into a sexy smile, and then he pressed his hands to his chest. Finding a rhythm with the music, he rolled his hips and slid his hands down his body.

In an almost unconscious move, I licked my lips. I couldn't help it. It was so similar to what Gray had done in my dream, and the man could seriously dance. Honestly, what girl could blame me? I guess the only question now was could he strip?

"Could you at least pretend not to enjoy that quite so much?" a deep voice rumbled from behind me.

I turned and found Gajeel with what resembled a pout on his face. Moving a little ways away from the table, I gave him a sly smile and teased, "Well, if you'd dance for me, I wouldn't have to watch them, now would I?"

He grinned down at me and shook his head. "Trust me baby, the only place you'll be getting me dancing is between the sheets."

My face flushed with heat at his words, my mind supplying me with scenario after scenario of his version of dancing. I felt like a world class pervert, standing in the middle of a packed guild thinking about sex. Looking down at my face, he chuckled, "I can see you imagining all sorts of things."

"Lucy, stop drooling over Gajeel and get your ass over here. I need you to knock some sense into these people," Cana hollered from her spot at the table.

Giggling at her craziness, I shrugged at Gajeel. "Gotta run. See you later?"

"Sure, Bunny Girl."

I walked back over to the girls and found them deep into a discussion on the guys dancing on the bar. "Oh good, you're here. Now tell these girls that Lyon's the best up there," Cana commanded.

"I'm sorry, but I still think Sting's better," Lisanna said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Juvia thinks you are blind. Gray-sama is obviously the best." The water mage frowned at her white-haired friend.

Mira's head tipped as she considered the five men. "Hmmm...I'd have to say...Loke. He's really smooth."

"I'm staying out of this one," Bisca denied, throwing her hands up in defense.

Evergreen took her time choosing, then sighed, "They're all a bit on the small side, but I suppose if this was all I had to choose from, I'd have to go with Lyon. He's a better dancer."

I snickered at her choice. "That's cause you like them BIG."

The girls around me howled, cheerfully teasing Evergreen while she in turn glared at me. Oops, that was going to come back to bite me in the ass. Stepping back carefully, I scooted around to the other side of the table beside my blue-haired friend. "What do you think, Levy? Which guy does it for you?"

Her face flared as we all looked to her, and she stammered, "Um...do I have to pick?"

"Well yeah, girl. You can't have them all!" Cana declared frankly.

"I didn't mean that!" Levy protested loudly. She puffed her cheeks, then kind of mumbled her pick, "Hibiki."

Mira squealed from the other side of the table. "Awwww...Levy and Hibiki would be so cute together!"

The small blunette blinked owlishly at the oldest takeover mage. It was like watching a deer in the headlights as it realizes that it's just put itself in the path of disaster. "Mira! Stop that. Someone will hear you!" she begged, ducking back down into her seat.

Another round of giggles went up in our small group, before Mira turned her demon eyes on me. "And what about you, Lucy? Which of those handsome devils do you think is best?"

I bit my lip and turned back to find each of the men stripped down to their boxers. Holy moly, that was fast. How in the world did they get naked so quickly? Brushing the thought away, I considered my choices. All of the men were good looking, all really great dancers, but for me the choice was easy. "I'm going to have to go with Juvia and Evergreen on this. I've gotta say Gray and Lyon."

"Girl, you're supposed to pick one," Cana pointed out, then crossed her arms over her chest. "Let's hear it."

Sighing, I turned back to the men. "Damn it. Lyon's the better dancer, but Gray's a better stripper, I think. So, I guess I'll pick..."

Suddenly, Juvia cut me off. "No no no! Love Rival has enough men. She can't pick Gray-sama too!"

And we're back to Love Rival. Rolling my eyes, I explained, "Juvia, there is nothing going on between me and Gray. How many times do I have to tell you that?"

Unfortunately in the next moment, Gray managed to completely demolish any chance of her believing me as he yelled, "Hey Lucy! Come dance with us!"

"Oh hell..." I groaned and looking over at Juvia, found her glaring at me. "Juvia, it's not what you think."

She ignore my statement, instead rushing towards the men with a shout. "No Gray-sama - don't pick Love Rival! Pick Juvia! Gray-sama can dry hump Juvia all night if he wants to!"

"What the hell?!" Gray hollered. He shook his head in amusement, but seeing that she was serious, his eyes widened comically. Without another word, he began to run, weaving between people as Juvia followed closely behind, begging him to slow down. "Gray-sama, come back and dance with Juvia!"

I watched my team mate with pity, but honestly, he really should have known that would happen. It was actually surprising she hadn't jumped on him the moment he started stripping. The other dancers laughed at Gray's plight, and slowly but surely the stripping portion of the evening came to an end. That was probably safer any way.

The girls all turned back to the table and sat down, but I walked off, needing something to drink. I had only gotten about halfway there when Sting sidled up to me, blocking the path to the bar. "Hey there cutie. Saw you checking me out while I was dancing."

"Okay, technically I was watching you all dance. It wasn't just you," I fired back good-naturedly, raising a brow at his state of dress. "Um...you planning on getting dressed again anytime soon?"

His smirk deepened as he ran his eyes over my body. "Don't really see the point. Besides, I know you'd rather see me like this anyway."

"What on earth makes you think I want to see you undressed?" I asked, crossing my arms beneath my chest. I had a feeling I already knew the answer. Someone had been talking.

"Oh I heard all about that dream you had of me. Honestly, I can't really blame you," he said, sweeping his hand down his body. "I mean, what girl wouldn't want some of this?"

Oh sweet Mavis. He was a nice enough guy, but damn, he was so stuck on himself. I'd thought the guys I'd met before were cocky, but really, he was just too much. I was perfectly fine with admitting that he was good looking, but there wasn't a chance in hell I would be interested in him. Way too much ego.

Before I could let him down easy, Natsu pushed his way between the two of us. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Relax Natsu. Just giving a sexy girl what she wants...me," Sting quipped, his expression sly as he looked at me over Natsu's shoulder.

"Like Luce would ever want your shitty body when she could have mine!" With that, Natsu launched a fist at Sting's face, sending him flying back into a group of men, instantly starting up a small fight.

I blinked at the man in front of me in shock. Had he actually said I could have his body? "Natsu..."

He turned to face me, and noticing my surprise, he grinned and leaned in to whisper, "I meant it, you know...you can have me anytime you want."

I couldn't help it...I gasped. Once again, I realized that he wasn't the innocent man I'd thought he was. He chuckled at my reaction and rubbed his nose along my skin. "You smell really good, Luce...making me hungry."

He stepped back with a smirk I hadn't known he was capable of and called out a quick goodbye before launching himself into the fight going on behind him. I stood there speechless, completely unsure what to do. I couldn't have been more shocked if he had decided to start stripping with Gray. When had Natsu learned so much about sex and flirting?

I was pulled from my musing when I realized that someone was heading towards me. For a moment, i wasn't sure it was me he was coming to talk to, so when he stopped just in front of me, I was too stunned to speak. We hadn't said two words to each other since the Grand Magic Games, since before his future self tried to kill me.

He cleared his throat and barely managed to look me in the eye. "Um...I hope I'm not bothering you. I was hoping I could talk to you for a minute."

"You're not bothering me. What's up?" I had to admit I was curious. Rogue and I had never had a true conversation before. We'd said a few words in passing, but that was about it. I couldn't help but wonder what had prompted him to seek me out now.

The dark-haired man shifted nervously before speaking again, his expression strangely sad. "I wanted to apologize..."

"Apologize? I hope you don't mean for what the Future Rogue did."

His brow furrowed in confusion. "Of course. I attacked you. I...killed the Future you."

"No, you didn't Rogue. Another man did that, not you. So, you have no need to apologize, okay?" I said easily, reaching out to pat his arm. I couldn't believe that had been on his mind all this time. Sure, Future Rogue had scared me, and I'd be lying if I said that I hadn't had nightmares about watching myself die. But I'd never once blamed present Rogue for any of that.

"I...I don't understand," he said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Why are you being so nice to me? I thought you'd be...afraid after everything I-"

I gave him a stern look. "Everything Future Rogue did. And I'm nice to you because I have no reason not to be. Now, let's start over. No Future anybody." Smiling my brightest smile, I stuck my hand out. "Hi, I'm Lucy Heartfilia."

He blinked at me in stunned silence, then slowly stretched out his hand and took mine. "H-hello. I'm Rogue Cheney."

"Great! It's nice to meet you, Rogue," I said, doing a firm shake then pulling my hand back. "So how's it going at Sabertooth?"

Though he still appeared a bit dazed at the turn our conversation had taken, he followed my lead. "It's not bad, though it's kind of weird having Sting as the guild master."

I giggled at him, thinking for a moment that Sting was like a younger version of our master, both of them equally as perverted. "I can imagine so. I don't even want to think about what it would be like if Natsu suddenly became our guild master."

His mouth lifting in a faint smile, Rogue said, "That would be...I don't even know a polite way to say it."

"It would be a disaster," I supplied with a laugh.

"Yes, I'm afraid it would," he agreed, his face lit with amusement. "So, what do you do in your free time, Lucy?"

I smiled at him, glad to see him losing his rigid posture and finally relaxing. "I'm at the guild with all my friends a lot, and I like to read. Oh, and I spend a good bit of time on my book."

"You write?" His voice was light, almost excited. I'd never seen him quite so animated, and I had to admit it was fun to watch. "What's your story about?"

"Oh, it's just a romance novel," I said, flushing a bit at his interest. "I'm sure you don't read stuff like that."

His head tipped to the side as he shrugged. "Maybe not, but I'd be willing to give it a shot."

"You...want to read my book?" I couldn't keep the surprise from my voice.

"Sure...I mean, if you're okay with that," he said, suddenly looking unsure. "Is that stepping over the line?"

I grinned at him and shook my head in denial. "No, it's fine. I was just a little shocked. I'd be happy to have you read my work, but you'll have to wait. I promised my friend, Levy the first read."

"Oh, alright then." He placed his hands in his pockets, then he stilled, his face tensing up again.

Noticing the change in his demeanor, I touched his arm. "Rogue, is everything okay?"

His face flushed as he pulled something from his pocket. "I...I swear I didn't ask for these," he stammered as he reached for my hand and pressed the item into my palm.

"What are you talking about?" I looked down and promptly gaped at what he'd given me. I felt my cheeks flare with embarrassment. Did this mean he knew about my dream of him?

"Ah...your friend gave me those. She said to tell you we could borrow them." His voice was tentative, more nervous than he'd been when he'd first approached me.

I bit my lip in mortification, but I could tell he was just as uncomfortable as I was. I felt bad for him, because as soon as he mentioned 'my friend', I knew immediately who he'd gone up against. No one could stop Cana once she got going on an idea.

But before I could say a word of understanding, Gajeel was there, snatching the handcuffs from my hand and shoving them into Rogue's chest. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"Gajeel, I wasn't-"

"You think you can just come here and give her something like that? What kind of woman do you think she is?!" Gajeel sneered, yanking Rogue by his clothes until he was right up in Rogue's face.

Oh Mavis, what a mess. "Gajeel," I called, tugging on his arm. "You've got it all wrong. He wasn't propositioning me!"

Gajeel stilled, his face etched in a scowl as he looked back at me. "What?"

"Gajeel, I swear I was just returning them. Her friend gave those to me," Rogue explained quickly, trying to defuse the situation.

Flashing Rogue a grateful smile, I gave Gajeel's arm a gentle pull, easing him away from the other man. "He's telling the truth. He wasn't doing anything wrong."

He looked between the two of us, obviously judging things for himself, and then he let go, his shoulders settling into his normal stance. "Sorry...I thought you were-"

"It's okay," Rogue cut in, waving away the apology. "I'm sure it looked bad."

"Well, it's Cana's fault. I can't believe she gave you those," I said, then turned to Gajeel, smothering a laugh. "Thanks for trying to defend my honor. It would have been really sweet if my honor had actually been in question."

The Iron Dragon Slayer looked to the side at my teasing. He was obviously embarrassed, but he sure wasn't going to admit to it in front of Rogue. "Yeah yeah...I screwed up. You don't have to rub it in," he mumbled.

"Oh come on, it's a little funny," I giggled.

He rolled his eyes, but I could see he wasn't angry. "Whatever. I was coming to tell you that Mira was looking for you."

"Oh okay. I'll go find her in just a minute."

With a quick nod to Rogue, Gajeel moved off in the direction he'd come from. I watched his confident stride for a moment before turning back to my new friend. "Sorry about that. He's a little protective, I guess."

"I can see that. I take it the two of you are together," Rogue acknowledged ruefully, straightening his clothes.

"Um...not exactly." My sheepish answer came at the same time as Gajeel's from a few yards away, "I'm working on it!"

Our differing responses drew a laugh from Rogue. "Okay then. Well, I guess I better go see what Sting's getting into."

"Okay. I need to see Mira anyway. It was nice talking to you," I said, smiling back at him.

He nodded. "You too. I hope we can do it again sometime."

I gave a little wave and turned to head back to the last place I'd seen Mira. I found her at the same table we'd been at before with the girls, though a number of them had headed off to visit with other people. It was just her, Levy, and Cana, and as I sank into a seat across from Mira, she smirked and said, "Oh Lucy! I see Gajeel found you."

"Yeah, he did," I said suspiciously. The look on her face screamed mischief, and I gasped, "You sent him over there on purpose, didn't you?"

She giggled, then pointed at Cana. "It was her idea. She told me about the handcuffs, and I knew if Gajeel saw that, he'd get all possessive with you."

"Oh my God, you both are completely insane. He almost beat Rogue's ass! He thought Rogue was propositioning me!" I stared at them in exasperation. They could have gotten someone hurt with that kind of nonsense.

I thought they would get the point, but it went straight over their heads as they both cheered their success. "I knew he'd freak out!" Cana laughed as Mira clasped her hands together and squealed, "It's so sweet! He showed his feelings for you!"

"I don't even know what to say to you two," I sighed, turning to Levy who shrugged helplessly. She obviously didn't get them either. I looked back at Mira, and asked, "Did you actually need me for something or were you just messing with Gajeel?"

"Oh no," she assured, nodding her head, "I wanted to talk to you. You never told us about your dream last night. You did have one, right?"

At the mention of my latest dream, my face flushed, and I glanced around the packed room for Erza. My body was torn between arousal and panic, not knowing whether to enjoy the memory of the dream or freak out about Erza finding out. Surely, she'd understand that I couldn't control my dreams, right?

"Well..." Cana prodded, "Who was it?"

Doing another circuit of the room, I leaned in and demanded, "You can't tell Erza!"

"Oh my God! She dreamed about Jellal!" Cana laughed, apparently amused as hell at my dilemma, adding, "Erza's gonna beat your ass!"

"Not if you don't tell her!" I snapped, then gave her a stern glare, willing her to keep her mouth shut for once. "Promise, or you get nothing."

She threw her head back and laughed, then nodded her agreement, "Fine fine. I won't say a word. Now spill."

"We won't tell Erza, Lucy. I promise," Levy vowed.

"Me too," Mira said, then scooted forward to rest her arms on the table. Her eyes flashed with interest, and she asked, "So, was he any good?"

Cana looked at her like she'd lost her mind. "Have you seen him? The man is hot as hell!"

"That doesn't necessarily mean he'll be good in bed," Mira argued, completely forgetting about my story. "Some of the best looking guys are like this," she said, holding up her thumb and forefinger in a disappointing measure.

Levy flushed at her statement, but giggled nonetheless as Cana tipped her head and said, "That's true enough. That's happened to me a couple times. Such a letdown to unwrap the prize and realize it's toy sized."

I burst out laughing at her description, then shook my head. "Okay, he was definitely not sporting a mini me."

"Oh goody...mega sized is my favorite!" Cana gushed, her eyes bright with amusement.

They listened with rapt attention as I detailed the dream and each of the men involved, each of them offering varied expressions at my tale. Levy stared at me with her mouth hanging open in obvious shock, Mira was comical with her eyebrows halfway to her hair and her hand clasped tightly over her mouth as if to stall a squeal. Cana was of course the epitome of pervy. "Holy shit, girl. You have got to stop having all the best dreams! Save some for the rest of us!"

"It's not like I plan out my dreams. They just happen that way," I said, smiling at her frustration.

"Yeah, but three guys at one time! It's my ultimate fantasy!" She sank back into her seat and pouted childishly, "I can't believe you got my dream."

---

Some time later, our conversation was interrupted by a deep voice. "Excuse me, but can I speak with you, Lucy?"

Spinning around in my chair, I found Jellal gazing down at me with an uncertain look on his face. "Um...sure," I said, then climbed from my seat, throwing a curious look at the other girls. Mira's eyes were wide with mirth, and Cana winked as if in encouragement. Was she nuts? She acted like this was some secret tryst we were heading off to.

Ignoring my friends, I followed Jellal away from all the noise to a private corner of the guild. I couldn't help but wonder what he wanted to talk to me about. Maybe it was about Erza. Inwardly, I squealed. Maybe he was finally ready to make his move on the feisty redhead. As far as I was concerned, it was way past time they got together. Those two had been dancing around each other for far too long. Perhaps, tonight was the end of all that.

He came to a stop, then turned to fix me with a serious stare. He said nothing for a moment, and figuring he was feeling anxious, I gave him a brilliant smile, trying for encouragement. He coughed nervously, then adjusted his mask. "Um...I felt like we should talk. I...ah...heard you talking about your...dream."

My eyes went wide at his confession. He heard that? Oh shit...I had no idea what to say. How could I explain this? Jellal was in love with one of my best friends, and he'd just overheard me talking about having sex with him in a dream!

What in the world was I going to do? I was utterly humiliated, and what was worse was the thought that Erza would find out. What if she thought I was interested in him? Oh Mavis, this was bad. Wasn't there any way out of this conversation?

"Um...Lucy. I don't want to...upset you, but...I just don't...feel that way about you..." His voice trailed off, his tone gentle and kind.

I wanted to fall through the floor, just sink through the wood and disappear into places unknown. It was bad enough that I had to face him about the dream I'd just had about him, but having him think it was a reflection of my feelings for him...I was so mortified. In that moment, I wished more than anything else I could escape, somehow avoid this whole mess, but I knew I couldn't. I had to face this.

"Jellal, I...I'm really sorry you heard that. I honestly don't like you that way."

His brow furrowed as he frowned. "But...then why would you dream...that?"

My face flushed again, and I looked down at the ground. Why was this so hard? I didn't think I'd ever been so embarrassed about my dreams before. "I...I've been having dreams about a lot of the guys lately."

His eyes widened, and he cleared his throat, stuttering, "O-Oh...I uh...well then, I guess that's...fine."

What I could see of Jellal's face was flushed with obvious discomfort, his head turned distinctly away from me. He clearly didn't know what to say next, and as he shifted nervously beside me, I couldn't help but relax. He was just as disarmed by this situation as I was, and for some reason, that made me feel better.

Suddenly, the hilarity of the situation found me. Here was one of the most powerful men in all of Earthland, and he was stalled by a woman with wet dreams. A small snort escaped me at the thought, and before I could stop myself, I burst out laughing. He looked down at me like I had lost my mind, and then he too began to crack up. Apparently we were both nuts.

"I-I'm really glad you approve," I choked out, leaning against the wall as another round of giggles hit me.

"That's not exactly what I meant," he managed amidst his deep-throated chuckling.

I could scarcely believe I was standing there laughing so freely with Jellal. It wasn't that we were strangers, but we also weren't exactly close. Still, there was something about him that made me feel comfortable. Maybe it was the fact that we'd already gotten past the most embarrassing thing that could ever happen to two people, or maybe it was just because I knew that he was someone Erza trusted and loved.

Speaking of that... Taking a moment to settle myself, I smiled up at him. "So Jellal, if you're not into me that way, then who are you into? Could it be...a certain redhead I know?"

My question effectively canceled his amusement. "I...don't know what you mean..."

"Oh please. Anyone with eyes in their heads can see you love her. Just like everyone knows she loves you." I stared him down sternly, crossing my arms beneath my chest. "Now, when do you plan on doing something about it?"

He sighed, then shook his head. "I hadn't realized that everyone knew. I can't do anything about...her. She deserves so much better."

Though I was shocked to find his talking so openly about his feelings for Erza, I focused on what he'd said. "You think she deserves the best?"

His eyes met mine, and he nodded once. "Yes, that's it exactly."

"Well, seems to me that the best would be the man that loves her the most. Are you saying that another man could love her more than you do?" I asked, hoping he would understand what I was trying to say.

He shook his head slowly. "No, there is no one that could love her more. She is...everything to me."

"Then I'd say what she deserves is you." I paused for a moment to let my words sink in, then asked, "Don't you think?"

His eyes blinked fast, and I could see his mind was racing. Would he finally realize the truth, that he was Erza's perfect match? Would he put aside the notion that he wasn't good enough and accept what was just within his grasp? "I..." he stalled, his eyes looking glassy all of a sudden. "I think I need to find Erza."

Jellal turned to hunt for the redhead he loved, but stopped and looked back at me again. "Thank you."

With that, he walked away, his steps hurried but lighter than I'd ever seen them. My lips lifted happily. I might have just helped my friend finally get what she'd wanted for so long. At least one of us was getting somewhere in our love lives.

At that thought, my smile slipped. I still hadn't made a decision about the men in my life, and each moment I spent with them only made it more difficult. How could I do this? They all meant so much to me. How was I to know who to choose? Which man was the one?

Was it Natsu who had been by my side since the day I arrived and who so easily made me laugh? Or perhaps it was Laxus who made me feel special and beautiful? Could it be Gajeel who seemed to have so much in common with me and made me feel sexy even when I wasn't trying? They all had so much to offer, and each man was unique and wonderful in his own way. How the hell was I going to pick?

Sighing, I pushed my worries aside. I was going in circles. It was obvious I wasn't going to decide tonight, and with the party going, all I wanted to do was forget that change loomed on the horizon. I just wanted to enjoy this break, just wanted to pretend that I could have them all. Of course, that sounded bad...selfish even. At least no one could hear, with it safely tucked away inside my mind.

Looking up, I found a man watching me, his face folded into a grimace. My eyes widened as Warren muttered a quick apology and wandered off. Great, even my thoughts weren't safe anymore. I knew the guy couldn't help what he heard, but I hated that someone knew how torn I was about this decision. I had wanted to keep my despair over the situation to myself.

Squaring my shoulders, I pushed through the crowd and found another man blocking my way. My eyes drifted up past the bare torso, the wide shoulders, all the way up to the head of green hair. Orga Nanogear. He looked down at me with interest, his gaze dipping down in an obvious perusal of my chest.

Feeling like he was stripping me with his eyes, I offered a courteous greeting, before turning around and heading back the way I'd come. The man was huge, his size literally dwarfing me, which didn't bother me with Laxus, but Orga...he was different. I trusted Laxus implicitly, but I didn't know Orga.

I had gone two steps when he reached for my arm, pulling me to a stop. Keeping his hand there, he moved close, much closer than he needed to be for a simple conversation. ""I hear you've been having dreams. Wouldn't have pegged you for such a dirty girl."

"I...I beg your pardon?" I couldn't believe this man had just said that to me. He didn't know me well enough to joke in such a familiar way. Then again, based on the way his eyes skittered over my body, he probably wasn't trying to be funny.

His lips lifted in what I was sure he thought was a sexy smirk. "I was really surprised when I heard about what you've been doing. Let's just say I wish I'd known you were so...naughty." He finished with a low growl, sounding far too vulgar to be appealing.

Giving my arm a quick jerk, I frowned. "First of all, I haven't been doing anything. And secondly, who do you think you are talking to me that way-"

"Oh come on. Don't be like that," he cajoled, taking my arm again and drawing me right up next to him. "No need to play coy. You've already got me interested."

What the hell was wrong with him? "I'm not being coy, and I don't care if you're interested or not. I'm not. Now, let...me...go!" I shouted, giving him a violent shove to separate myself from him. There wasn't a chance in hell I was letting him manhandle me like this. Stupid jerk...

During this whole thing with the dreams, I'd never felt ashamed...not even when the men had found out about it. I'd always reasoned that I couldn't control what my mind did while I was asleep, but now, with this situation with Orga, I felt bad. The dreams felt obscene all of a sudden, and I was their perverse conjurer.

Feeling tears sting my eyes, I turned away quickly, moving straight towards the back of the building. I just needed to get away, hide myself until I was no longer drowning in shame. Thankfully, the man left well enough alone or maybe he fell over dead in the shock that I had refused him. I didn't care either way. I was past worrying about him. There was my dignity to be concerned with.

In my rush to escape, I paid no mind to my surroundings, and just as I reached the back door, I ran smack into Laxus. His hands reached out to steady me, and as I looked up into his familiar face, I found myself unable to hold back the troublesome tears. I'd been trying to hold them inside, but one glance at him, and all my control was gone. They rained down my cheeks unbidden, and dashing a hand across my eyes, I moved past him so he wouldn't see. I didn't want anyone to see me like that. I just wanted to hide.

Once more, he reached for me, this time drawing me into his arms, holding me tightly. "Lucy, what's wrong?"

Giving a slight shake of my head, I tucked my face into his chest, letting his scent calm me. I didn't want to talk about it, didn't even really want to think about it. Besides, I couldn't bear telling him how disgusting I felt.

"What's wrong with Bunny Girl?"

"She didn't seem to want to talk about it," Laxus replied softly.

Blinking back tears, I peered through my hair and found Gajeel standing close, his brow furrowed with concern. He lifted his hand, brushing back my hair, and frowned at my teary eyes. "What's going on?"

I swallowed hard, my eyes filling again. Why couldn't I stop crying? What was it about seeing these men that made me just let go like this? "I...I don't wanna say," I whispered, closing my eyes at the thought of what had happened. I could feel the burn of humiliation color my face again, and with it, the urge to run.

"Hey what's the matter with Luce? Why's she crying?"

Opening my eyes, I could see that Natsu had moved up beside Gajeel. He offered me a tentative smile. "Hey, you're not supposed to be sad. This is a party. You're doing it wrong, Luce."

A giggle slipped from my mouth, and he grinned, holding out his arms to me. He was such a dork sometimes, but he was the best friend a girl could ask for. Gently, I pulled myself from Laxus' arms and let Natsu hug me close. I sighed as I rested my head on his shoulder. How many times had he held me like this? I had lost count a long time ago.

"Now, you gonna tell me what happened?" he asked.

I sniffed, feeling my emotions well up again, and whispered, "Orga."

He stiffened, then tightened his hold. "What'd he do?"

"He...he found out about my...dreams, and he said..." I didn't want to say it. It would feel too much like I was admitting it was true.

"Luce," Natsu said, his voice low and encouraging, "What did he say to you?"

I could tell he was getting angry. His body was heating up against mine, and though it felt nice and comforting, I knew it wouldn't be a good idea for him to lose his temper. Maybe I shouldn't tell him. Natsu seemed to know what I was thinking though, and all but demanded, "Tell me."

"He said I was a d-dirty girl, and that he wished he'd known I was so...naughty. He kept trying to grab me, " I said quietly, knowing the other two could hear me just as well. There was no hiding it from them, but that didn't mean I wanted anyone else to know.

My words fell between the four of us like a pebble in a pond, and just like the ripples that proverbial rock creates, my revelation caused a stir. The silence broke with the sound of threats and curses, all of them erupting in anger.

"That son of a bitch," Natsu growled, tightening his arms around me. "I'll kick his ass for that."

Laxus broke in a moment later, his voice low with his wrath. "You won't even have to bother. I'm going to kill the sorry bastard."

"You'll have to wait to gut the piece of shit, cause I'm gonna cut his balls off and feed 'em to him," Gajeel snarled, his words almost guttural as if he had to fight his fury.

Natsu gently pushed me back, then gave me a fiery smile, the one he wore when he'd decided to cause some trouble. "Be right back, Luce. Just gotta go take care of something."

I felt like rolling my eyes at him. Did he think I didn't know what he was up to?

"Natsu, let me take care of it," Laxus suggested, giving Natsu a firm look, before he brushed a thumb under my eye and told me softly, "No more crying, okay?"

I nodded my head in agreement, even though I knew it was probably a lie. I couldn't promise that. Already I could feel the humiliation creeping back in, and I was sure it wouldn't be long before the tears made another appearance.

Natsu tipped his head to Laxus in agreement, and then the larger man was gone. My best friend then turned to Gajeel and said, "Stay with Luce. I'm going to go get her something to drink."

"Natsu, I don't want anything right now." I almost wanted to go home, just bail on the whole damn party. Of course, if I did that, then everyone would end up finding out that something had happened. I didn't want to spoil the night for everyone, and besides, something like that could cause problems between Fairy Tail and Sabertooth. And that would be a shame since everyone seemed to be getting along so well.

"Luce, I'm just getting you something that'll help calm your nerves," Natsu explained, then frowned. "I just want to help you. You're not gonna tell me no, are you?" His mouth drooped, and he blinked at me in his version of puppy eyes.

I rolled my eyes at him. He had no idea how ridiculous he looked attempting a pout. Though I'd told him plenty of times that he couldn't pull it off, it didn't stop him from trying. He was always doing that to get me to go along with whatever he was planning at the time. "Fine..." I groaned. It was pointless to argue with Natsu once he got something into his head anyway.

His face lit up with a grin, and he patted me on the head. "I figured you'd say that."

Watching him head toward the bar, I sighed. I really didn't want a stupid drink. My party spirit had effectively been doused. How I wished I could just slip out the back door...

Turning, I found Gajeel leaning against the wall, watching me, his eyes boring into mine as if he could see into my soul. Briefly, I wondered if he could see my shame, see what I was trying so hard to keep hidden. The thought scared me, and I let my gaze fall to the floor. I couldn't face him, not with this feeling of embarrassment riding me so hard.

Gajeel moved away from the wall, stepping right up next to me, and reached his hand out to tip my head back up to him. He stared at me for a moment, then asked, "Why are you so upset by this? I mean, yeah he's a dick, but you know he's wrong. Why let him get to you?"

What if he's not wrong? I wanted to ask. What if the fact that I dreamed all those dreams meant that I was everything he said I was? I bit my lip and looked away. I just couldn't say it.

"You don't...please tell me you don't believe that bullshit," he suddenly burst out, his voice marked with shock and dismay. He grabbed my chin, forcing my eyes back up. "Listen to me, Lucy. That guy is a fucking prick. He doesn't know you, doesn't have a damn clue what kind of woman you are, and he never will."

His eyes blazed with conviction, and though a part of me desperately longed to believe him, I was still so unsure. Logically, I knew Gajeel would never lie to me, never lead me astray, but I felt so uncertain about myself now. "But...my dreams..."

"Are just dreams. They don't make you bad or any of that other nonsense I can see you thinking. You've got nothing to be ashamed of."

He sounded so sure, his confidence in me somewhat staggering. Feeling my eyes tear up again, I stepped forward into his arms, letting him wrap himself around me until I no longer cared what the world thought of me. Having his approval was enough, and as I stood there listening to his steady heart beat, I felt my doubts slip away. He liked me just fine, even knowing about my dreams, even with the fact that I had yet to decide between him and two other men...he still cared about me, in spite of all of that.

"Thanks, Gajeel." The words were a whisper, but I had no doubt he'd hear them.

Having his assurance meant so much to me, and as I thought past my discomfort, I realized that it wasn't just him. Laxus and Natsu hadn't even hesitated when they'd heard what Orga had said to me. They had been furious at his vile suggestions, and as I stood there, I understood that they too believed in me. They didn't see me the way that man did. To them, I was still the same girl I'd always been.

His arms banded around me, pulling me closer as he rested his head atop mine. "Any time, Bunny Girl."