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Levy threw her hand in the air, not allowing Gajeel even a chance to argue his case. Gajeel just allowed her to take the go, not really too bothered seeing that he hadn't quite thought of what he was going to ask yet. Added to that, he was still concentrating on stopping himself from grabbing the half-naked woman who was still squirming on his lap and taking her home with him immediately.
"I have never had sex with a woman."
Gajeel grabbed his shot off the table, and downed it quickly. He was followed by everyone on the table bar Mira and Lisanna, who looked at each other and grinned. It was only Levy, she couldn't come up with the worst of punishments, right? Levy was sweet and innocent, and would never do anything to truly embarrass them. Mira looked over to the bluenette, and the innocent look on her face told her that she had nothing to be worried about.
"Mira and Lisanna, truth or dare?"
They both answered Dare, knowing that with Levy it would be something tame like 'lick the table' or 'do a handstand'. She had always been a lot more innocent than everyone else in the guild.
"Lisanna, you have to sit on Freed's lap until my next turn, and Mira you have to sit on Bickslow's."
Lisanna stood up, really not worried about the dare at all. Freed was, and always had been, a perfect gentleman and plus she had a million layers of clothes to protect her from him ever being able to touch her skin. In all seriousness, he looked much more embarrassed than she did, and he held his hands up to allow her to sit on his lap without him touching her more than necessary. She sat down delicately, loving the fact that she wasn't embarrassed by Levy's dare, seeing as her and Freed were the two most ridiculously overdressed people in the game.
Mira, however, did not fare as well. She had already been stripped down to her underwear, and Bickslow wasn't much more covered in Lisanna's tiny shorts and tank top. Unlike Freed, he grinned widely and held his arms out, inviting her to take up residence on his lap. His eyes flickered green quickly, but no one appeared to notice. Mira sighed, walking over and settling herself between his legs before he leaned forward, pressed his chest against her back and wrapped his arms around her waist. Mira cringed at the feeling of his breath on her back, and wondered just how Lisanna put up with it. She just knew that his tongue was lolling out.
Levy was giggling at the look on Mira's face, and immediately knew that the dare she had come up with was the best idea that she had ever come up with. She laid back, resting on Gajeel's chest indicating to him that it was his turn, revelling in the fact that his cock started to twitch below her. The man wrapped his arms around her waist, almost able to touch his shoulders either side of her and thought of his main plan.
"I have never had sex in the guild hall."
Levy sighed as she watched others drink around her, knowing that she had avoided another vile shot for this round. Plus, it was Gajeel. He would never do anything bad to her, or call her a pussy for not choosing dare. She saw that his only other victim was Lisanna, and her mind started running off on a different track at the thought that everyone else there had fucked somewhere in the guildhall… And she was seriously hoping that it wasn't anywhere she had the misfortune of sitting.
"Truth or Dare, Lisanna?" Gajeel asked, trying to hold back his grin. He was hoping that the automatic choice of Dare was going to continue after he had thought of the perfect idea.
The youngest Strauss sibling replied with Dare, as Gajeel had predicted, and Gajeel's grin broke free to spread across his face.
"I dare you to lick everyone's guild marks. And you have to cover the whole thing, not just touch your tongue to it."
Lisanna sighed, knowing that it was going to be pretty bad. But, she had never been one to back out of a dare and she wasn't about to start now. She lifted the heavy mask off her face, it was so big that it was obstructing her mouth and thus her ability to stick out her tongue. Not only that, but every time she moved it banged against her head and she was sure that she was going to have quite a few bruises in the morning.
Picking up Freed's hand, pretending not to feel him start to squirm underneath her as she pressed the entire width of her tongue over his guild mark, thankful that due to its position it was relatively small. She knew that some of the others were quite large. Especially Bacchus'. She giggled as Freed immediately pulled his hand away and wiped it against his trousers before she stood up to make her way over to Laxus.
He had unbuttoned his shirt in preparation, and she could see where his mark joined in with the rest of his tattoo. He had sat back in his chair, making sure that she would have to straddle him to reach his mark. She sighed as she sat down on his lap, suddenly glad for Bacchus' dare increasing the amount of clothing between them. She leaned forward, sticking her tongue out but just before she was about to touch Laxus' skin she heard Bickslow's voice from her right.
"I would say that the entire tattoo is included within Laxus' Guild mark, wouldn't you, Gajeel?"
Just as she was about to sit back and yell at the man, Gajeel laughed from her left. It was the kind of laugh that accompanied torture in some of the sadistic horror movies she had been watching.
"Of course it does, Bickslow. If the guild mark is an integral part of the tattoo, then you could argue that it is a whole."
Lisanna growled, knowing that her lovely boyfriend had just increased her dare almost ten-fold. She looked up at Laxus, wanting him to object but really not surprised when he didn't. He was still sat with a stupid grin plastered across his face. She had to move further away in order to get low enough on his chest to start at the bottom of his tattoo and slowly licked her way up the skin, moving as she did to follow the trail right the way up to the top and around to the back of his shoulder. His skin was salty from sweat and made her cringe slightly. On the way back down to the next thread of his tattoo she made sure to lick over his guild mark. It was strange how different his muscular form was to Bickslow's. They were the same basic anatomy, but Laxus' was so much more developed than his. She finished up licking all over the black ink of his tattoo and finally slipped off his lap, trying desperately to ignore the smirk that was still plastered across his face.
She moved over to where her sister was sitting on Bickslow's lap, and her face dropped when she realised exactly where Mira's guild mark was. At least she wasn't wearing any clothes which she would have to remove in order to get to it. She knelt down on the floor, trying not to see the fact that Mira was covering her face in embarrassment. She took advantage of the awkward angle she was at to give the guild mark the smallest lick possible before waiting to see if anyone would protest. When it looked like no one would, she stood back up and scowled at Bickslow, still mad for what he had done regarding Laxus. He stuck his tongue out in preparation, and Lisanna simply pressed hers up against it.
Pulling away, she moved quickly and ensured a rather wet lick against the tattoo on his forehead in addition, making him scowl and wipe across it with his hand.
"Well, at least now technically I have licked Mira's leg. You will never be able to take that away from me."
Lisanna simply shot him a look, knowing that he struggled to keep his mouth shut without the ridiculous amount of alcohol he had been consuming throughout the day. She moved around the table to the next in line, seeing Levy sat upon Gajeel's lap.
The bluenette turned around, allowing Lisanna easier access to her guild mark. Lisanna had to move her bra strap in order to get to it, but it wasn't too bad to lick across her shoulder. Levy's mark was so much bigger than she ever would have guessed and after the first lick Gajeel shouted at her that she hadn't covered the entire mark, and she had to do it again. Levy giggled from the cold trail that Lisanna's tongue left against her hot skin and the way it tickled her back.
The youngest Strauss sibling moved away from Levy's back, and almost immediately turned to lick Gajeel's guild mark, angry that it was going to take another two licks due to his ridiculously enormous biceps. The stupid look on his face didn't help with her mood either. The anger brewing up in her caused inspiration to strike, and she used her cat take over power to turn her tongue into that of a cats, knowing that it was going to be like sandpaper over his skin.
She struggled to hide her smile, but when she dragged the rough surface across his skin he didn't even flinch. She made sure to lick it again immediately to try and rasp the backward-facing barbs into the already irritated skin but to no avail. Standing up to her full height again, Gajeel was just grinning at her as if he knew exactly what her plan had been.
"Iron skin, remember? Tiny little cat tongues aren't gonna touch that are they, Kitty?"
Lisanna resisted the urge to slap him, and it was only the fact that she knew that it would hurt her more than him that forced her to stop and retaliate purely through sticking her tongue out. She made her way over to Bacchus, who was leaning forward on the table to provide her easier access to his mark. It was huge, by far the biggest of everyone at the table, and it wasn't helped by the different design making it cover more space than the ones found on the Fairy Tail wizards. Her tongue almost didn't stretch across one stroke of the mark, and she had to adjust her head a couple of times to cover the whole expanse. It didn't help that the man was giggling the whole way through and it made his back quiver as it did. Finally she was done, and went to move onto Cana when Bacchus grabbed her arm.
"Wait, everyone else got their tattoos licked, what about me?"
Lisanna stared at the tiny tattoos below his eyes, and wondered if it was even worth protesting over it. After a seconds thought, she leaned forward and dragged her tongue underneath each of his eyes. He laughed even harder at the tickling sensation that it produced, and Lisanna simply left him to collapse into giggles at the end of the table.
When she got to Cana, the older woman's face was covered in a grin. Lisanna remembered why when she looked down at her guild mark, the bottom of it dipping below the waist line of her trousers. She pulled the fabric down slightly until it was all revealed and smirked up at Lisanna.
"Come on then, babe. I'm your last meal for tonight!"
Lisanna sighed, getting onto her knees to get better access to the mark on her hip before leaning forward to lick over it slowly. Cana's skin had the same salty taste as Laxus', although her skin was much smoother than the blonds. As soon as her tongue left Cana's skin, Cana groaned almost sexually and Lisanna shook her head, far too weirded out by the noise she had made. She finally retook her seat on Freed's lap, amazed that she was actually looking forward to settling down on his lap. What had this game done to her?
Gajeel tapped Levy on the shoulder, and when she turned around he greeted her to a grin. Levy sighed, after that display she really didn't trust Gajeel to give her something nice to do. He didn't even need to answer the question before she answered it.
"I'll take truth."
The grin that crossed his face made her think that she had chosen the wrong choice. It looked pure evil, and she almost shrank away into nothing.
"What is the dirtiest book you have ever read, and how often do you read it?"
Levy blushed, a combination of her embarrassment and the alcohol causing her skin to go bright red. She mumbled underneath her breath before Gajeel told her to speak up.
"It's called Caste Heaven. It's a Yaoi manga, and I don't know how many times I have read it…"
Gajeel grinned, all that he wanted to hear. He would have to look at it, seeing if he could get any ideas from it as to how to treat her in the bedroom. Despite it being a Yaoi, there had to be some things in there that she enjoyed.
"Cana?" Lisanna asked, looking over to the girl to her right after everyone stopped chuckling at Levy's embarrassment... "Who goes next? Me or Bickslow?"
Cana looked between the two in slow motion, trying to figure out what she was asking. After a few seconds, she realised that if Lisanna would have stayed in the same place then it would have been her turn, however now she had been moved it would have been either Mira or Bickslow's. After a few seconds of contemplation, she decided that it would be much simpler to go by everyone's original places.
"You go, Lisanna. Then we will all pray to any God that will listen, that Bickslow will pass out before his brain is allowed to play with us."
Bickslow groaned at Cana's assumption, unsure whether to be annoyed that she thought that he was literally insane or happy that his reputation had grown so large. He saw Lisanna smirking and just knew that she was trying to get revenge on him for making her lick the entirety of Laxus' tattoo. She looked him right in the eyes as she spoke out her turn.
"I have never had sex with a client."
Bickslow looked her right in the eyes as he picked up the shot from in front of him and threw it down his neck. That would teach her from trying to better him.
Levy watched everyone but her and Freed drink, and sighed. At least Lisanna would be nice to her. Maybe. The white haired girl laughed, a laugh that seemed slightly odd coming out of her mouth.
"Alright, you two. How about we do something a little different? How about we turn this into a competition?"
Levy looked at the rune mage sat across from her in curiosity. It was true their magic was very similar, and Levy had been improving her rune magic since she had been forced to rewrite Freed's runes almost a year before. She nodded, and the green-haired man quickly followed suit.
Lisanna grinned again, a grin that stretched impossibly far. She had definitely been spending far too much time with Bickslow.
"You need to write each other a rune trap. The first to trap the other wins."
Levy looked Freed in the eyes, and knew that it was going to be a close call. Sure, Freed was much more skilled than her but she had been drinking a lot less. It was entirely possible that she would be able to beat him just this once.
Freed reached into his pocket and pulled out a light pen, thankfully throwing a spare one over to Levy. She tended not to carry them with her so without this gesture she would not have had a chance of beating him. Grabbing the pen in her hand, she waited for him to nod to start writing.
She was sure that it was going to be extremely boring for everyone else to watch, so she cut a few corners. All she had to do was trap Freed for a short amount of time, and give him a condition to get out. She was almost positive that he was too drunk to bother looking for weaknesses in her runes. She didn't even risk looking up as she scribbled in the air as quickly as she could, trying desperately to remember all the correct clauses and tenses to make her barrier as strong as possible.
When she was finally finished, she put her pen down on the table and grinned to see the barely-formed starts of the trap fall around her. Freed's attention to detail had been his downfall. Sure, her trap was rough and ready and Freed would get past it if given more than a few minutes to contemplate, but he didn't have that. She had won.
"And the winner is... LEVY!"
Cana screamed in excitement, almost overturning the table in her celebration. Levy beamed, happy to have beaten Freed and more than slightly excited about what was going to happen next.
Freed groaned. How could he have lost? He had barely even started to secure the trap when Levy announced she had finished. He watched as the walls of her trap strengthened and solidified around him, and breathed a sigh of relief. It was Levy, she would let him out soon enough. He looked around for the terms of the trap, and his face fell.
Of course, he could quite easily write his way out of it. Yes. That's what he would have to do.
Taking out his light pen he began rewriting the runes before Lisanna knocked the pen out of his hands allowing it to clatter across the floor and out of the confines of the trap.
"Don't you fucking dare, Freed. You obey the rules of the trap like all of us have to with yours."
Freed sighed, seeing the logic in Lisanna's words. He looked back up to the condition of release and read it out loud.
"The males within this trap must remove each other's clothes, down to their underwear. They must not remove a single piece of their own clothing."
Laxus smirked again, still sat in his chair and simply watching Freed's predicament play out in front of him. He knew that there was no arguing his way out of this, and it wasn't as if he and Freed hadn't been naked around each other before. Lisanna quickly moved out of the way, standing beside Cana and slung her arm around the brunette's neck leaning awkwardly with a grin plastered to her face as Laxus stood up. The blond stretched his arms over his head before standing in front of Freed. His blush hadn't fully diminished since they had kissed earlier and still dusted across the tops of his cheeks.
Pulling Freed up from the safety of his chair he grabbed Freed's belt and pulled it out of the clasp, slowly snaking it through all of the loops and dropping it on the floor. Freed covered his face fully with his hands, but Laxus forced his arms outwards in order to undo the buttons on the front of his coat. As soon as they were all free, he pulled Freed's arms down gently in order to ease the heavy fabric off his shoulders.
As soon as the coat hit the floor, Freed's arms simply hung at his sides, completely resigned to his fate.
Laxus moved to the buttons on Freed's shirt, undoing each of the fastenings in sequence until his chest was revealed and his shirt was able to slip off his shoulders, following his coat to the floor.
Laxus took a step back, allowing Freed to copy his actions on himself. The green haired man brought up his hands slowly, and pulled apart the last remaining buttons on Laxus' shirt, reaching up to push the material off his shoulders and leaving him in a similar state of undress. Moving his hands down, trying not to touch Laxus' skin as he did, he unfastened the older man's belt and discarded it to the floor with his own. He refused to look Laxus in the eyes as he undid the button on of his trousers and dropped to his knees, drawing them down as he did.
He immediately regretted his decision when Laxus' trousers got stuck on his shoes. You take the shoes off before the trousers, Freed. That's just the way it works. Laxus cackled at his misfortune, the laugh filling the air around Freed and deepening his blush. He stood back as the Dragon Slayer sat himself back down on the chair and lifted his feet to allow Freed to slide off his shoes.
Finally, Freed had stripped Laxus down to his boxers, but he still wasn't looking forward to the returning treatment. Laxus stared him down until he sat on the chair, Lisanna has moved, stood behind his chair smirking. Laxus looked up at him pointedly as he removed both of his boots, before beckoning for Freed to stand up.
As soon as he was stood, Laxus loosened the rune mages trousers, and allowed them to fall to the floor. As soon as Freed stepped out of the garments the barrier of runes around them dissipated, and everyone around the table erupted in cheers. Laxus sat back down on his chair, unperturbed by his lack of clothes. He took another sip of his beer, and awaited his next instructions.
Freed was much more reserved as he sat back on his allocated chair, and Lisanna sat back on his lap. The white haired girl on top of him reached forward, grabbing a beer and chugging it down in one. Her older sister looked at her, perplexed.
"Erm, Lisanna. Since when did you chug beer?"
The younger Strauss sibling looked over to her, before breaking into a grin and letting her tongue loll out. Mira gasped, wondering what had happened to her sister.
Without a hesitation, Gajeel picked Levy up off his lap and placed her carefully on the floor in front of him, making sure that she was balanced. He grabbed the mask that was on the table in front of him, and shoved it over Bickslow's head so it covered his eyes. Immediately Lisanna stooped forward in her chair, before shaking her head and sitting up straight again.
"What the hell happened?" she said almost sleepily, looking around for a while before seeing Bickslow sat rubbing his temples wearily as he held the helmet up partially with one hand.
"He possessed her at some point." Gajeel explained, sitting back down and pulling Levy back to her place on his lap. "His eyes turned green, I am genuinely surprised that none of you noticed. You are a true bunch of drunkards."
Bickslow groaned into his hands, it had been a long time since he had been drunk enough to completely lose control of his figure eyes. He could feel his five totems laying scattered around him on the floor as Laxus walked past him, heading to the bar for a pint of water. Making his way back, he slammed it down on the table in front of Bickslow before patting him on the back.
"You alright, buddy?"
Bickslow nodded, drinking the water down as fast as he could. All he had to do was keep his mask on, and no one else at the table would be at risk of his eyes again. Sitting back in his chair again, and giving Mira the space to sit back down, he looked around the table.
"So, I guess it's my turn, huh? I have never used my magic in the bedroom."
He looked around, now safely behind the protection of his mask, watching everyone apart from Levy, Bacchus and Cana. Bacchus and Cana he would have guessed, but not Levy. He grinned, his possibilities had just opened up in front of him.
"So, Ladies, are we going to choose Truth or Dare?"
Bacchus groaned at being called a woman, before choosing dare with Cana following soon after. Levy looked at the Seith mage, before heeding Cana's warning and choosing Dare. Bickslow sighed at the choice, but continued on none the less.
"Levy, describe to Laxus in detail what Gajeel's cock feels like inside of you."
Levy's mouth hung open, surprised that the question had come so easily out of his mouth.
"That's a dare, surely? Not a truth?"
Bickslow grinned, his tongue lolling out again for the first time since his helmet had been shoved back on. He was obviously feeling a lot better.
"Oh, I am asking you what Gajeel's cock feels like. I am just requesting that you look Laxus in the eye while you do it."
Levy sighed, knowing that she had no choice in arguing against Bickslow. He didn't need his figure eyes to be persuasive. She turned to Laxus, who was just sat with a smirk plastered over his face. It didn't look like he was going to protest to this in any way. Gulping down some more of her drinks, she pretended that there was no one but him and her in the room, and spoke.
"Well, it's really big so if feels like it is going to rip me apart, but in a good way. And the piercings always seem to hit in just the right place, especially with the one through the head. And they are so cold compared to his skin, too. It is simply magical."
She blocked out everyone's laughter, and as soon as she finished talking her eye contact with Laxus broke. He hadn't looked away the entire time, and it was making her feel somehow more uncovered. She drew her arms across her chest, and sank into Gajeel's body feeling his arms wrap protectively around her. Laxus chuckled, picking up his beer and starting to drink.
"Cana! Bacchus!" Bickslow shouted, thankfully taking all of the attention away from Levy finally. Everyone in the room turned their faces to the end of the table and watched as the intoxicated couple giggled purely from the mention of their names.
"Cana, I want you to spank Bacchus. Hard. Like you really mean it."
Cana burst into full bodied laughter at the suggestion, as Bacchus simply leant himself over the table. Cana took up position behind him and wound her hand back. Leaning over his back, she spoke in a horse whisper into his ear.
"I am gonna hit you ten times. I want you to count them off for me."
And with that, Cana got to it. Levy felt weird watching two of her friends interacting so sexually in front of her but she couldn't bear to look away. It was almost hypnotising the way their skin connected, and how Bacchus' flesh got increasingly red with each hit. She knew she was staring, but she couldn't help it. When it was finally finished, Levy was starting to feel slightly wet between her legs, and prayed that no one would notice. Come to think of it, she wasn't ever given a time scale for her state of undress… She was pulled out of her thoughts by Laxus standing up, and raising his voice to boom throughout the empty hall.
"Right, you Fuckers! Are you ready to really play now?"
It was going to be a long night.
a/n - This was so close to not coming out... My technology problems were just too damn severe this seek.
Also, I am starting a petition for an official BickslowxBacchus ship. I call it Bacslow.