So Guys, this is pretty much smut... And my first attempt at it... It wasn't supposed to be in here but... Yolo, clearly.

NSFW

Noir stood in the shower, letting the water wash over as if it would take her troubles and doubts with it. Her eyes were closed as the water soaked her face and hair, the hot steam cleansing her body from exhaustion and tiredness.

"You know, I don't think you're going to get any wetter." A voice said, Noir sniffed the air once before the smell of vanilla and freshly laid snow invaded her senses.

"You know, watching me in the shower can't be good for your health." She replied, cracking an eye open and turned slightly to glare at him.

He smirked, watching as the water run down her chest and fell off her perky breasts, how she wasn't shy as he took in her naked form and his eyes ran over every tattoo that marked her skin.

"Strip." She said, he looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Now."

He let his cloak drop to the floor, but took her hands, bringing her down so that he could capture her lips. His hands tangled in her hair, as she made short work of removing his shirt.

"Gray says you can strip just as fast as him." Noir murmured as she began to unbutton his trousers.

He chuckled, barely moving before he was naked as the day he was born. She smirked, but he pushed her against the wall, claiming her mouth as his. He ran his tongue across her bottom lip, begging for entrance.

She parted her lips, and his tongue slipped in. His hands moving to her slender waist, and trailing up with tantalising touches before they found her breasts; he brushed his thumb across her nipples, as her hands found his shoulders and her nails gently dug into his flesh.

He pulled her close to his body, tugging at her bottom lip before he broke the heated kiss, and pressed soft kisses down her neck, across her collarbone and to one of her hardened mounds. He ran his tongue gently across it, earning a gasp.

"That sound... is so sexy." He breathed.

"L-Lyon." She murmured as he continued to tease the hard mound of flesh. He then continued his journey downwards, until he was on his knees before her.

He pushed her legs apart, and kissed the tender flesh of her inner thing, moving higher and higher before he stopped, moving her leg to drape over his shoulder. "I don't care what anyone say's Noir, you're perfect in every way."

He breathed heavily against her soft skin, before his breath ghosted over his folds. She gasped a little again, making him smirk as he once again began to kiss the sweet flesh. His finger moved up to her hot centre, circling it as his tongue flicked across her clitoris, making her moan, and moan hard.

"What do you want Noir?" He asked, before he ran his tongue across her clit again. "Tell me you want my finger inside you..."

"L-Lyon... stop teasing me." She moaned out.

"Only if you tell me what you want." He breathed.

"... Lyon... I want... you inside me." She moaned out as he pushed his finger inside her.

"Noir, you're already wet..." He whispered, as her walls clenched around his finger, he slid it back up, and pushed it back in, this time with another. He slowly moved them around, until he found her sweet spot. She cried out his name, and he smirked, her hands clutching his hair as he pumped his fingers in and out.

He again, flicked his tongue against her throbbing clit, making her moan again. It was all too much for her, and she came.

He moved back up, pressing his mouth against hers in a heated kiss as he brought her close to his body, holding her as the water sprayed down from the shower.

"Lyon..." She whispered, pulling back slightly.

"Yes my dear..." He murmured, brushing his lips against her cheek.

She fell to her knees in front of him, delicately brushing her fingers against his hardening cock. She ran her thumb against his tip, making him groan out before she slowly stroked him, making her name the only thing on his lips.

She leant forward, brushing her tongue against his tip, before ever so slowly moving to suck the head. He groaned yet again, his hands finding her hair. In circular motions, she ran her tongue around his member, slowly taking more of it into her mouth, till the point she couldn't take in any more. She moved back and forth, increasing in speed as she got more and more of a reaction from him.

Before he could reach his peek, she pulled back and moved up, kissing him softly as his arms wrapped around her waist.

"Noir..." He murmured. "Tell me to stay and I won't go back to Lamia Scale."

"You have to." She whispered as she nuzzled his neck. "They need you."
"I need you." He mumbled.

"Fuck me."

He lined himself up with her entrance, pressing his face into her neck as she wrapped her arms around her shoulders. He pushed himself in her; it was rough, but full of passion and need. She moaned into his ear as he slid himself in and out of her.

Her back found the wall, and his hands on her hips, looking her dead in the eye as he pushed himself deep inside her. She cried out his name, before burying her face in his neck to muffle the moans that seeped from her lips.

She held him tightly as he thrusted in and out of her. He could feel her walls tighten around him, and her breasts heave against his chest. An orgasm shot through her body, making her cling to him for dear life, before he pulled back to see the pure look of ecstasy on her face.

"... Can I cum in you?" He whispered.

She nodded, unable to speak.

He plunged himself deep inside her, and her nails dug into his shoulders.

"Lyon..." She whispered. "I don't want you to go."

Those words made him lose it, he couldn't hold back before he emptied himself in her, a mutual orgasm ripping through their bodies. They sank to the shower floor, Noir still in his arms.

"Lucy's going to kill us." She whispered.

"Worth it..." He said, kissing her softly. "So worth it..."

-Time Skip –

He clung to her at the train station, evident to everyone that Lyon didn't want to leave Noir, and that Noir, despite her straight face, didn't want him to leave either.

"I won't go." He murmured.

"You're going." She said back.

"But..."

She pushed him back a little and sighed. "I'll see you at the GMG."

Lucy turned to Laxus and sighed. "They had sex in my shower."
Laxus smirked, pulling her close to his chest as they watched the scene unravel before them. "Looks like Noir finally found her mate."

Lyon was about to say something when she kissed him softly. Using this moment of distraction, Jura picked Lyon on, chucked him on the train and waved his goodbyes to Fairy Tail.

Noir watched the train leave the station, and even when it was out of sight, she just stood there, staring

She then found herself suffocating in Lucy's breasts as the blonde mage squealed and hugged her friend.

"You liiike him." Lucy said, mimicking Happy as Noir glared at her, but her expression quickly softened.

"You're going to have to bleach that shower a hundred times over."

So...