Chapter 26

Laxus was…frustrated, on more levels than one. By now it was a painful mixture of both emotional and sexual frustration. As much as he had tried to get the image of her out of his head, his dreams each night would come back and torment him with surprising detail. The feel of her skin, the brush of her hair, the touch of her lips. The sharp gaze of her dark golden eyes haunted even his waking moments. It took everything he had to stop himself from grabbing the dragoness and simply having his way with her in a guild closet. But he knew if he did that, he'd probably never live to see another day. So he kept it bottled in, and now he had finally reached his limit.

He stared up at the one place he was most definitely not allowed to enter and yet in a flash of lightning he was inside. She looked up at him, her brown hair cascading over her shoulders as she turned to face him with her brow raised. He hadn't been here in a while. Months even. She stared at him hesitantly for a moment, before sighing and giving in, beckoning him over as she put down a bottle of wine on her night stand.

This was their unspoken arrangement. It was just physical, absolutely nothing more than that.

"Are you sure about this? She's late."

"Stop fussing. You'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"…Where did the confident, doesn't care what other people think of him, Bickslow go?"

"He jumped out the window along with his nerves."

"Well go find it."

"I can't believe your only advice was to ask her. I expected a little more from your favour."

"…She said yes didn't she?"

"…Yes."

"Then it worked."

"…Yes."

"Now stay here. I'll go get her."

"Aright…Leora?"

"Now what?"

"…Thanks."

"...Thank me when it actually works out."

Leora stared up at the large two-winged building as she read the sign. Fairy Hills. From what she remembered the card mage lived in this dorm along with many of the other females from Fairy Tail. She once made a small comment as to why she never moved into this place, seeing as she was also female and it seemed to be quite customary, Lucy aside. But that comment was quickly shot down by the dragon slayer as being ridiculous. 'You'd only bother the other residents,' he had said.

Speaking of Laxus, he seemed to be absent for the better part of the evening, though there was no time...or particular reason for her to care. She had spent the remainder of the week and the Harvest festival thinking of ways to fulfill her promise to Bickslow in exchange for winning the second Battle of Fairy Tail. When she had heard that the week was to end in a grand traditional festival, she smirked, finding her point of entrance. Or, more accurately, Bickslow's point of entrance. The first step was already complete, which involved the suddenly out of character and annoyingly shy mage asking the brunette to accompany him to the festival. To which she agreed. Now all it took was for her to find the woman and escort her back to the fidgeting seith mage before she becomes so annoyed that she fries his brains out.

Stepping into the foyer of the dorm, Leora took a quick look around before she started following Cana's scent. While she walked, she ran over her plans inside her head, which included keeping an eye on the pair for any developments. Dealing with regular humans sure was tougher than getting Gajeel to deal with his problems. They didn't exactly have instincts to spur them on.

Lost in thought once she reached Cana's room, she didn't catch the scents that drifted out from underneath the door, nor did she hear the sounds from behind it…

"…Got a problem there?" Cana teased, gesturing to Laxus' erection, or lack thereof.

"Shut up," Laxus grunted, from his position above her. "Give me a moment." He tried to get rid of the dark feeling of guilt that wallowed in his gut. Hell, he shouldn't even be feeling guilty. It wasn't as if he and Leora had anything going on. He had no obligation to her, and she made it quite clear with him that she wasn't interested either. But despite that, images of her face, riddled with displeasure kept popping up inside his mind, effectively preventing any sort of erection from occurring.

"We've been at this for an hour. I don't think its happening."

"Damn it!" Laxus shouted in frustration.

Cana sighed, leaning back casually on her hands as she sat on her bed, not caring that her chest was currently exposed to the man in front of her. It wasn't as if they'd never done this before. Though something was itching at the back of her mind, as if she was currently forgetting about something. "So now what? You obviously can't get over her."

"I said shut up." Laxus groaned, running a hand through his hair. He didn't know. So flustered and utterly frustrated, he didn't even register the sound of gentle footsteps approaching the room. Nor did he notice the distinct scent of lightning seeping in from underneath.

A slight click had both heads turning, eyes widened in shock. No one was supposed to be here. They were supposed to all be out…

"Shit," Cana exhaled. She finally remembered what was important.

Despite the door having been locked, it opened with ease for the dragoness, who was not paying attention to her strength as she pushed it open. She looked up just as the room revealed itself to her, her eyes landing on a scene she hadn't expected. Before she could stop it, she felt a sharp squeeze in her heart. But she willed away the feeling as soon as it happened.

The silence was deadly.

Laxus had imagined a dozen faces that he thought she'd make, but this was none of them. This was worse. Cold, stoic and expressionless. Her eyes landed on him for only a fraction of a second before they darted towards the brunette he was currently hovering over. At least she got a disapproving glare from the dragoness.

Leora frowned as her eyes landed on the card mage, naked on the bed. "Don't you have somewhere you need to be?" She gave her one last passing glance before she turned on her heels and walked out, closing the door quietly behind her. Her appearance was so short it was as if she had never entered in the first place.

Cana immediately collapsed back onto the bed while Laxus rolled off of the brunette next to her before pinching the bridge of his nose. The two merely stared at the ceiling for a minute until they shared the same thought.

"Shit."

Leora wasted no time in returning to the seith mage who she knew was still waiting by the guild. As she made her way back, her thoughts were racing at a mile a minute. Did she make a mistake in thinking that the brunette was interested as well? From her observations whenever she sat at the guild, she did notice the woman sending occasional gazes at Bickslow. Was she wrong?

Those were the only thoughts she allowed herself to think. She didn't think about the man she was with. Nor did she think about the fact that he was completely naked and hovering over her. She clenched her fists. She had forgotten how…fickle humans were. So all that before…was that all a game to him?!

…Why the hell did she even care to begin with?!

She was fuming by the time she arrived at the guild, though her mood immediately cooled as soon as she saw Bickslow's look of disappointment. He stood there in a simple navy blue yukata, which was similar to what all the others attending the festival would be wearing.

"Couldn't find her?"

Leora couldn't even look him in the eye. She had failed. "Umm…" How was she supposed to tell the man that the girl he fancies was in bed with another?

Bickslow could tell exactly what had happened from the moment he saw her face. He should've known honestly. They weren't in the guild since the early evening. Besides, it wasn't their first time.

"I-It's alright," Bickslow said, trying to hide anymore of his disappointment from seeping through. Taking a small glance at the blonde in front of him, he thought he caught a slight aura of darkness radiating from her. "Are you okay?"

She shot him a dark look, her voice as cold as ice. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Bickslow gulped. She was definitely angry. His eyes drifted between the two of them and inwardly sighed. Standing here like this was quite…depressing. "Never mind then. You know what, I'm just going to head home-"

"Why?" Leora asked him, cutting him off. "You wanted to go."

Bickslow chuckled painfully. "Well I'm not exactly going to go alone…"

"Who says you have to?" Leora pointed out. She took a large breath in before exhaling out all her anger all at once. "Alright. Let's go!"

"W-What?" Bickslow blurted.

"Come on," Leora insisted, starting to walk towards the main street where the booths of the festival would be set up. She passed by a couple of them earlier and was actually genuinely interested in checking them out. She took a quick look at her own outfit. "Oh wait." A small cloud of sparks later and her usually clothing was replaced by a flora yukata of her own.

Bickslow gulped. He knew he really shouldn't be thinking these thoughts, since he was technically supposed to be infatuated with someone else, and this was definitely his boss' girl, but damn…she was hot. The black cloth was adorned with crimson red flowers that contrasted with the bright blonde of her hair, which was now pinned up in a loose bun. It was definitely too short to be appropriate, but knowing the dragoness, she wouldn't care what other people would say. And seeing the cleavage she decided to show, there was a great chance…that she wasn't wearing…anything…underneath.

Her sharp golden eyes stared up at him impatiently. "Hurry up!"

"H-Hai," Bickslow replied, following her like a lost puppy. It wasn't long before they reached the main street lined with bright lanterns and various booths. He was tense for most of the walk there, since she ended up stealing his mask again and threw it into some bushes after she commented on how ugly it was. He was self conscious the entire time, but as soon as he saw her face light up like a child's when she walked into the festival, he couldn't help but laugh, easing his nervousness. They walked around the market, checking out the booths and grabbing food. Thankfully she finally learned to eat things by herself. That would've been embarrassing had she not.

And after an hour, Bickslow actually found himself having…fun. It was strangely relaxing strolling around with the dragoness, knowing that there was nothing to expect from her. To them was simply a night between friends. It was actually quite nice.

They were passing by a couple of booths filled with hair ornaments when she spoke. "I'm sorry it didn't work out."

Bickslow snorted. "It's alright. It's not your fault anyways."

She examined a violet coloured hair piece before placing it back down. "Well, regardless, I'll just owe you another favour."

Bickslow laughed. "I'll be sure to take you up on that then."

"Why are we here again?"

"Because we are," Laxus grunted as he hid in the shadows of a small side street, staring at a certain pair currently walking through the markets looking oddly like a couple. He wasn't even in the mood to appreciate what Leora was wearing. "Don't tell me you aren't curious."

"Well can't say that I'm not," Cana replied. "Not everyday that those two hang out on their own."

"Exactly," Laxus said, glaring daggers into Bickslow's unsuspecting back. What the hell was he doing here with her?

Cana snorted, lifting the bottle of alcohol that she swiped from an unsuspecting vendor to her lips. "Jealous much?"

"Shut up," Laxus grumbled, but not denying her claim. "Besides, don't tell me you don't feel anything right now."

"Honestly, I don't know what to think," Cana said. It wasn't like her and Bickslow had anything going on. She did admit she was slightly interested in the mage and kept a small eye on him every now and then. She was genuinely interested in coming tonight, she just…'forgot'. Though seeing him at the festival with Leora was slightly…unsettling.

Laxus' eyes narrowed when he saw the pair laugh. He panicked when they started moving farther away. "Hurry up, we're going to lose them."

"Hai, Hai…"

Leora's nose scrunched in displeasure when she surprisingly caught two familiar scents amongst those at the festival. Bickslow turned to her with an inquisitive look. "What is it?"

Leora shook her head. "It's nothing." She pulled at his sleeve. "Let's go that way."

Bickslow gave her a confused look, but yielded. "Alright."

Laxus spent the next hour grumbling as Cana and him attempted to follow the pair, except it was increasingly harder to catch up without getting caught. Near the end of the hour, they suddenly disappeared inside the crowds.

"Where did they go?" Cana asked beside him.

Laxus growled in frustration. "No idea."

Cana punched in the arm lightly, making him turn towards her. "Well we aren't going to find them if you keep standing here sulking like that." She started to head towards the crowd. "Come on!"

Eventually, Leora and Bickslow found themselves heading across the arched bridge that led them back towards the direction of their homes. Leora was casually walking in front, trying to catch the seith mage's flying totems as they circled above her. Bickslow watched the blonde with a gentle smile. It was quite unusual to see his babies being so friendly with others, unless they trusted them, which made him smile. It had been a long couple of months now that he thought about it, from the day she barged into their guild to the day she had saved them, on multiple occasions. She had integrated herself into their lives so seamlessly that none of them could imagine their group without her. There was no questioning Leora's acceptance into their little family.

Bickslow had been so absorbed into his thoughts that he didn't notice the dragoness leaning over the railing of the bridge, trying to catch one of the hovering totems, until she was practically falling off. Panicking, he quickly reached forward, wrapping his arms around her waist to stop her from falling into the canal below.

"What are you doing?" Leora asked, as she looked over her shoulder at him.

Bickslow looked up only to have his vision blocked by two large wings. Oh. Right. She could fly. "U-Uh sorry, thought you were going to fall." He quickly removed his arms and watched as she twisted around so that she sat on the railing itself, facing him. Her wings disappeared soon after. For a moment, he was mesmerized by the image before him. Her skin seemed to glow in the moonlight, which contrasted against the harsh black and red kimono she wore. Her hair was still tied up, but stray strands of long hair had fallen in front, loosely framing her face. This harsh contrast of black and gold immediately reminded him of another image he had seen, a long time ago. He still remembered it clear as day, since it was a constant reminder of how he had lost control of his powers again. And for that small moment, he caught a glimpse of…her soul. He was frightened by what he saw at the time, and now…he wanted to make sure that he hadn't hallucinated.

Leora's eyes widened when she felt him staring. She knew it wasn't the first time, and the last time this had happened she had immediately shut herself off from his gaze. But there was no point hiding what he had already seen, so this time she sat quietly with a solemn look on her face as he looked, waiting for his reaction.

Bickslow was first bombarded by a gold light, as bright as the stars, but as warm as the sun.

"It's beautiful." He blurted out. Beautiful was the only word he could come up with to describe her soul, but-

Leora snorted as she stared up at the stars, her hands gripping the railing just a little harder. "You know that's not true. I know you can see it."

Bickslow's eyes were downcasted and he was unsure of what to say next.

"You have something you want to ask me," Leora said, her voice softening.

Bickslow looked back up at her. He whispered softly. "How are you still alive?"

Leora smiled, but he could see the small hints of pain behind it. "Dragons are…stubborn creatures." She let out a heavy sigh as she looked down at the man. "Keep this from him alright?" They both knew who she was talking about.

"Y-Ya." Bickslow's eyes were heavy with emotion as he stared at the dragoness, his respect for her building with every word she speaks and every action she takes.

"Well!" Leora stretched her arms above her as her legs swung out in front of her. "This was a fun evening!" She tried to lighten up the mood.

Bickslow chuckled, but you could tell there was a hint of sadness within it. "You can say that."

Leora raised a brow as she caught what she thought was the seith mage's look of disappointment. "Are you still upset about that? Don't worry I'll figure things out."

Bickslow wasn't exactly sad about the situation with Cana anymore, though it still had an impact. He wasn't paying attention, so he vaguely registered her next words.

"…here how about this…"

His brain was still mulling over the conversation he just had with her-

"Mmphffff!" Bickslow swore his eyes went as wide as pancakes when his face met with two firm pillows of womanly delight. What is she doing?! He tried to move back, but her hand was holding the back of his head firmly against her breasts. His previous prediction that she was wearing nothing underneath her yukata? He now knew the answer. "What are you doing?!" But his words were muffled.

Leora spoke as if there was currently nothing wrong with their respective positions. "Well, I still don't get the appeal, but apparently human men have a strange fascinations for these. Does this make you less upset now?" She looked down at the head of blue hair currently in between her breasts.

Less upset?! Honestly, Bickslow could live forever like this, surrounded by these angelic pillows, but god he knew that Laxus was going to gut him alive if he ever found out.

Leora's brow raised ever so slightly as her nose twitched. "Besides…sometimes a little dose of jealousy goes a long way."

Bickslow didn't know what she meant by that until he felt himself being forcefully pulled backwards by his collar and then immediately being punched in the face. The impact was so hard that he flew a couple of feet, landing on the bridge on his back. The stars above him magically flew around his head in circles. He looked up to see Laxus standing right where he was before, hand curled into a tight fist and lightning sparking around his body. Boy did he look angry. He flinched when Laxus' hand pulled back, but thankfully someone grabbed hold of his wrist.

"Laxus!" Cana shouted as she stopped the man from surging forward. "What the hell was that for?!" She struggled against the mage's strength until Laxus finally gave up, shaking her hand off of his wrist in frustration. Laxus immediately walked over to the dragoness and threw her roughly over his shoulder. It was a surprise that she didn't protest.

Cana immediately ran towards the seith mage on the ground, lifting his head into her lap. "Bickslow? Are you alright?" Seeing what she saw just now gave her an odd feeling in her gut, but right now the man probably needed medical attention, at least for his heavily bleeding nose. Pulling a tissue out of her purse, she used it to stop his bleeding as she pinched the bridge of his nose.

All Bickslow could see as he was lifted was a swirl of brown. "Am I dead? Are you an angel?"

"Oh shut up," Cana retorted, though she couldn't hold back a tiny smile. "That was the cheesiest line I've ever heard."

Bickslow grinned like an idiot as Cana tended to his injuries. He looked forward for just a moment and watched as Laxus hastily walked away with Leora over his shoulder. He thought he was hallucinating, but for a second, he saw the dragoness lift herself up, her eyes locking with his before she sent him a small wink.

Hell. That girl was incredible.

Laxus was being strangely silent on the way home, Leora noticed. She had thought he would put her down after a couple of minutes, but he didn't, and now being carried like a sack of potatoes was annoying her.

"Let me down," Leora demanded.

Silence.

Leora growled into his shirt in annoyance. "Put me down." Again she received no response except for the tightening of his arm around her body. She started to struggle.

"Stop." Laxus' voice was deep and absolute. Much to her surprise, she found herself submitting to the demand, though she did growl her displeasure.

It wasn't long before they reached their house and as soon as they got through the front entryway, Laxus slammed the door behind them, dropping Leora to her feet. Before Leora could even think about moving, Laxus had her back pinned against the door.

Leora snarled as she stared up at him, her instincts rising to attention. "What are you doing?"

Laxus tried hard to stay calm, but it wasn't exactly his forte. "I thought you didn't do humans."

"I don't," Leora replied, trying to figure out what was going on. He had caged her in with his body, and now his scent was starting to bombard her senses.

"Then what the hell was that?" Laxus growled low. He had been looking for her for so long before he finally caught her scent again. They had just walked out towards the bridge when he had caught sight of her and him. Both he and his inner dragon seethed until something inside of him had snapped. The next thing he knew he had already punched the living daylights out of his friend.

Leora's eyes widened in realization. "That was nothing-" She flinched when he slammed a fist into the door, shaking the frame. She berated herself for being stunned in the first place. She shouldn't be afraid of him.

Laxus snarled before lowering his face down towards the top of her breasts, which had been exposed even more due to the shifting of her yukata while he carried her. His growls grew in volume when he caught another man's scent on his body, the inner dragon inside him roaring in anger. He was going to fix that.

Leora gasped when Laxus gave the valley of her breasts a long lick, sending a jolt of electricity down her spine. Her back pressed further into the wood behind her, but she couldn't get very far. "W-What are you-"

"This is nothing right?" Laxus asked, sarcastically as he continued to kiss and nip at her breasts in order to replace Bickslow's scent with his.

Laxus' actions were resurfacing memories of the dreams Leora had worked so hard to forget, which only seemed to fuel…her anger. A huge wave of electrical discharge burst out from the dragoness, enough to shock Laxus off of her for just enough time for her to reverse their positions. A clawed hand slammed Laxus back into the door as she growled at him.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Leora growled low, the sparks growing around her body as her breathing picked up. "You're crazy if you think that its going to happen again." Her eyes darkened, her gaze challenging his.

Laxus could sense her anger, but instead of feeling fear he was glad. Glad because he was finally getting a reaction from the dragoness. One that implied that she remembered and acknowledged the interactions they had had instead of pretending they didn't exist. Glad that she was getting angry because it allowed him to be angry in return.

"Need I remind you again that you were the one who started this?" Laxus snarled down at her.

"That was-"

"That was what?" Laxus' voice was rising in volume. "A game? I don't enjoy being toyed with."

"So you decided to toy with me in return?!" Leora shouted, her claws lightly digging into Laxus' chest, causing a light flinch from the man. How could he do that to her?! More importantly, why the hell did she respond?!

"Don't deny that you enjoyed it," Laxus said, his voice growing rough. He grabbed hold of her wrist and with speed that matched hers, he flipped them around, pinning her wrist above her head. She snarled and tried to push him off with her free hand, but he was too quick, grabbing that one as well so that it joined the first. He held onto both wrists with one hand while his other started trailing up her body.

Leora tried to hold back the shiver, but Laxus caught it. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, grinning when he caught hints of her arousal. "Don't deny it Sunshine. Even with the Bond closed I can tell that you're feeling it right now." His inner dragon clawed at its cage, begging to come out.

Leora growled. This was getting dangerous. She needed to get him off of her by any means necessary. "As if I would enjoy the touch of a human."

The apparent disgust in her words had him seething in anger. Laxus hissed, his control finally snapping. "Then I'll show you the touch of dragon." With a roar, the dragon inside of him was released and he allowed it to take the reins. The surge of power he felt was immediate, enhancing his senses which only made her scent more intoxicating. He wanted her. Now.

Leora's eyes widened as she watched his change. His stormy blue eyes had darkened two shades, while his fangs grew sharper and more pronounced. She felt the prick of a sharpening claw against her waist where his hand gripped. This was not good. She gritted her teeth as she tried to keep her own instincts at bay as they too wished to be free. It was responding to the release of his dragon and it wanted to come out and play.

"Mine," He growled low into her ear, his inner dragon speaking for him.

Leora shivered, feeling each chain holding down her instincts breaking with each reverberation of his growl. His demand begged for submission and she was so close to granting it to him it was painful. Her body was starting to react to his close proximity, and she could feel the heat starting to pooling low in her stomach. She squeezed her eyes shut, unable to take his sharp gaze any longer, but they shot back open the moment his teeth sank into her breast, right on top of where her mark was. And with that, the last of the chains were broken, and her instincts broke through its cage with a roar of its own. But this time, instead of her consciousness falling to sleep, it merely took a step back, meaning she was still very aware of what was happening.

His lips curled upwards in a wolfish grin as if he was able to sense her change. Releasing his fangs from her breast, he burst upwards to catch her lips in a bruising kiss. There was nothing gentle about it, instead it felt like rough animalistic desire.

She had no choice but to allow his entrance when he bit hard into her lip, and when his tongue entered her mouth, she caught a mixture of his husky taste mixed with the tangy flavour of her own blood. Their tongues immediately fought for dominance as they entangled in a heated mess, but she soon lost the battle, submitting entirely to his touch. She moaned into his mouth as she felt another wave of heat spread through her before settling down south.

His growl hinted that he was pleased with her submission. His free hand tore straight through her clothing, exposing her body to his blazing touch. He gripped hard at one of her breasts, his claws prickling skin, eliciting another moan from her as she remained pinned between him and the door. The sound was swallowed up by him. He released her lips, smirking as his gaze lingered around her throbbing lips. It then travelled lazily down her body, settling on her chest, which was heaving up and down from her heavy breaths. His eyes narrowed and his nose twitched in displeasure before his mouth descended upon her neglected breast, sucking hard on its nipple before sinking his teeth in there as well, causing her to yelp. She moaned when he licked at the wounds he caused. His tongue lapped every inch of her breasts, as if trying to cleanse her.

The mixture of pain and pleasure was driving her insane. Her blood was pumping twice as fast as normal, driving the molten heat straight down to her core. Pleasure ran along her spine with each caress of his tongue, clouding her thoughts. Her tail had emerged and was thumping against the door. He didn't stop at her breasts, instead he continued down her torso, stopping occasionally to sink his teeth into her flesh, sending flashes of pain through her body before the soothing touch of his tongue numbed her skin. The lower he went, the faster her heartbeat became. Suddenly, with no prior warning, two fingers slammed into her, causing her to cry out. Her body arched out from the door, but she couldn't get very far since one of his hands were still holding her wrists tight. Her tail had moved to wrap tightly round his forearm.

She struggled to keep her eyes open…

He let out a wolfish grin as his eyes he soaked in her reaction. He pulled his fingers out before ramming them back in at high speeds. Two soon became three and her loud growls of pleasure were like music to his ears. It didn't take long before he could feel her slick chamber clenching tightly around his fingers, which only spurred on his desire to take her then and there. He pressed his lips to hers just before she came, his mouth swallowing the sounds of her release. He pulled back to see her panting heavily, staring at him with heavy lidded eyes. He never would've been this rough with any other woman, but she was no woman. No this was pure, primal sex between dragons.

And he right now, he wanted more.

He moved his free hand towards his belt, hearing the sound of light clinking as he undid the buckle and started to remove his pants. That seemed to have triggered something within the dragoness since she began to struggle against his hold on her wrists, eyes wide open. But at the sound of his low warning growl, she stilled. Moments later, his dick was freed from the confines of his pants.

Both parties groaned as soon as the tip of his arousal brushed against core. He growled once more in warning, before removing his hand from her wrist. Obeying his silent command, she kept her hands above her head. Her eyes followed his every movement, watching as his hands spread her legs even further and lifted her hips. He let out a toothy smile when her legs automatically hooked around him.

Without warning, he slammed straight into her, her cries ringing throughout the house. Her head had fallen backwards against the door and her claws dug deep into its wood. He let out a low moan as her warm, wet sex clamped around him to the point that it was almost painful. This was unlike anything else he had felt before and he knew no one else would ever satisfy him like this again. He did not wait for her to adjust before he pulled back and rammed himself further into her. With each slam of his hips, her back banged against the door, but neither of them paid it any mind. He only focused on the pleasure, each moment building the pressure inside of him. He knew it was the same for her, as her moans grew in volume until one twist of his hips sent her over the edge with a loud growl.

The feeling of her tight, weeping sex gripping onto his cock had brought him over the ledge as well. He roared his release, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over his body. His head fell forward and onto her chest, trying to catch his breath, and he caught the spicy fragrance of her lightning fused scent.

He felt a thundering heartbeat, but he wasn't sure to whom it belonged to…

Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her body trembled with the aftershock of her second release. Her mind had only focused on how he filled her to the brim. She had forgotten how long it had been since she had had sex, but she never remembered it feeling like…this. Every movement, every slam of his hips had been pure, carnal pleasure. Each moment had twisted the coil inside of her until it snapped, sending her crashing violently over the cliff. She didn't know how much time had passed while they remained like this, her back against the door with her legs still wrapped around his torso. His head rested gently against her chest, while hers rested against the door. They didn't move from this position, but soon enough, his hot breaths against her sensitive skin started to arouse her once again. She didn't have anymore time to register what had truly happened, nor was she able to force her instincts back in, for she felt them responding once more when he hardened inside of her. At that moment, she knew the night would be long.

Their minds were foggy for the rest of the night, responding to every want and need of their bodies. There were no words exchanged, no affection felt, no romance ignited. It was simply pure, animalistic sex. Wild, unhinged and carnal. Claws dug into skin and teeth sunk into flesh. Growls and roars replaced soft moans and groans. There was no need to be gentle with one another, for each knew that the other could handle anything they dished out.

The rest of their night passed by in a pleasure induced haze…

Leora groaned when she woke to the light of the sun streaming in from the window. She shifted ever so slightly, but that small movement alerted her to a few things. One, she was currently resting on something that felt too hard to be her pillow. Two, her body was unbelievably sore. And three, there was something heavy wrapped around her waist. Her groggy mind took a couple more seconds before it recognized that this situation was not right. She jolted awake and her eyes were immediately met with the sight of a bare chest, noting its gentle rise and fall. Stiff as a board, she looked down and noticed that the weight around her waist belonged to an arm. Her own was wrapped around her false pillow and she immediately pulled it back as if it was burnt. Her head slowly shifted…

Her entire upper body sprang up from its position as soon as she caught sight of a lightning shaped scar and blonde hair. His arm fell from her waist, and he shifted slightly, but he did not wake.

Leora groaned inwardly. What have I done?...

When they finally reached his bedroom, he threw her straight onto the bed. Not giving her any time, he pulled her up onto her hands and knees before plunging himself back into her. She cried out as white hot bursts of pleasure filled her vision when he roughly slammed into her over and over again. His claws broke flesh as they dug deep into her hips, and she felt blood trailing down her thighs. By then, they were already covered by cuts and bruises from his previous explorations. Her tail had wrapped around his waist, as if it was making sure that he didn't leave her.

She found it difficult to remain on her hands and soon she collapsed, her face pressing into the pillow. The soft fabric muffled her cries as the position allowed for him to continuously strike that one spot deep inside her, the jolts of pure bliss travelling straight to her brain. Her body, having already been sensitized by their previous sexual acts, was made worse when he started to sink his teeth into the flesh of her back, most definitely leaving bloody marks in its wake. Each bite was synchronized with his thrusts, sending sparks of pain into her body which mixed with the erotic pleasure of his movements. It didn't take long for her to reach that state of euphoria once again. She barely recognized the sound of his roar over her own, nor did she feel the sinking of his teeth into the flesh of her neck as she came.

Her vision went black.

Leora's hand shot up to her neck, freezing when she felt the bite wound. She exhaled in great relief when she didn't feel his magic inside of it.

He didn't mark her.

Breathing heavily, both from her flashback and from her two second scare, Leora simply knelt there staring at the dragon slayer before once again realizing where she was. Immediately leaping off the bed, she barely took a step before she yelped, her legs having suddenly given way, causing her to fall to her knees on the ground next to the bed.

What was happening?!

Leora tried to move to her feet again, but her legs simply didn't have the strength, the rest of her body protesting as well. She groaned when she felt just how sore she was in a certain region of her lower body. She froze stiff when she felt an arm wrap around her shoulder and his head rest in the crook of her neck.

"Where do you think you're going Sunshine?" Laxus' voice was deep and throaty, a consequence of last night activities. He had woken up from her yelp and found the dragoness in a lovely heap on the floor. While he was slightly disappointed that she had tried to run, by now he was not surprised anymore. In fact, he was slightly…proud of the fact that he could make her weak in the knees.

Leora held back a shiver as his voice travelled straight down her spine. She refused to be charmed back into his game. "That's none of your business."

Laxus chuckled at her defiance before his tongue came out to give the pointed tip of her ear a slight flicker. He smirked when he heard her gasp. That place was one he had discovered last night, and it was found to be quite the sensitive spot for the dragoness. "I think you made it part of my business last night." The hand around her dipped down to gently grasp a breast before giving it a light squeeze, smiling when he caught the muffled moan. Seems like her entire body was still sensitive to his touch. "The best part is, you can't even say that you 'forgot' this time."

"S-Shut up," Leora breathed. "That was just one moment-"

"Oh I don't think it was just one moment Sunshine," Laxus cut her off with a smirk. "I believe we had a moment by the front door, one by the couch oh and don't forget the kitchen." He laughed lightly when he felt her stiffen even more. "Shall I refresh your memory?"

"Don't you dare-" Leora warned.

There was a panicked cry from outside their bedroom before footsteps headed towards Laxus' bedroom where they currently were. Laxus growled at the sound of an intruder, before Bickslow's voice drifted in. He immediately grabbed the blanket from the bed, and wrapped it around the naked dragoness still on her knees on the floor, not caring that he was now exposed.

"Laxus!"

Bickslow had quite the night. After Cana had taken care of his face, they decided to give the festival another try, seeing as they still had an hour left until it was over. It was sweet, fun and definitely felt different from when he and the dragoness had walked around. To make it better, the night may have ended with some in between the sheets fun. Which was why he had arrived at Laxus' house this morning, since he wanted to thank Leora for what she had done. But his first sign of worry was the fact that the front door was unlocked. As soon as he had walked through the door, he was greeted with the sight of destroyed furniture, broken glass, and overall utter chaos. Had someone come in and attacked?

Panicking, he immediately burst through the house, looking for its two residents.

"Laxus!"

His leader was not in the living room, which had overturned chairs, and what looked to be claw marks over the couch. Nor was he in the kitchen, where broken dishes littered the floor. He ran towards his leader's bedroom, seeing it thrown wide open.

And as soon as looked through Laxus' bedroom floor, his jaw dropped. There lying on his stomach, completely naked, with his arm wrapped around the dragoness and a blanket was Laxus. Completely unharmed-actually that was an incorrect statement. The dragoness was a different look all together. Shock and horror was evident in her eyes when she turned to look at him. Besides her face, her hair was all that he could see since the rest of her was covered by the blanket, but it was a complete mess.

A low threatening growl jolted Bickslow away from his thoughts. "Get. Out."

The seith mage didn't need to be told twice. "U-Umm right. I'll come back…eh hem, later." He quickly turned on his heels and ran back out of the house.

As soon as Bickslow ran out of the room and the sound of the front door slamming shut was heard, Leora hissed. "This is your fault." Words couldn't describe the horror she felt at being discovered like this.

"It takes two to tango Sunshine," Laxus pointed out. He hadn't moved from his position.

She needed to get out of here. But as soon as she attempted to move she froze. Something was trailing down her leg. She whimpered when she realized what it was and where it was coming from. Shaking, she threw his arm off of her and somehow found the strength to leap to her feet, before bolting straight towards the washroom, hearing him growl behind her.

"O-Oi!"

Leora threw the bathroom door opened...and screamed.

"What's wrong?!"

The sound of Laxus' voice reached her ears, but all she could do was stare at herself in the bathroom mirror, with eyes wide in horror.

"W-What did you do to me?!" Leora shrieked. There were bite and claw marks riddled all over her body. Even though none of the wounds were still open, streams of blood were caked near the entry points. Her hands traced over four marks over the front of her hips that were obviously left by claws. Her other hand traced over the teeth marks right above the lightning mark over her chest.

Laxus was left speechless. He was quite surprised that he had left marks as well. In all their previous encounters, she had woken up free of any blemishes or evidence of what had happened. It had been frustrating before, but this, this was slightly overkill. Though his inner dragon begged to differ. Instead, it purred in delight at the sight of his marks all over her body, marking her as his.

Leora suddenly realized their mutual state of undress and immediately turned around, before pushing Laxus away from her. He was too close. "Go away."

Laxus raised his brow as he leaned against the doorway with one arm by his head in all his naked glory. "I do believe that this is my place Sunshine."

Leora glared at the man, but in doing so, she finally got a good look at him. She gasped, her eyes trailing across the wounds on his body as well, particularly...

"I bit you…" One hand lifted unconsciously and settled on the teeth marks on his chest before tracing down towards the others, ignoring the slight shiver she caused. Her brain mulled over the fact that she had bitten the dragon slayer, multiple times in fact. She didn't know what it meant, but seeing her marks on his body sent unusual thoughts through her mind. Enough to cause warning bells to go off in her brain. This was not how they were supposed to be…this was wrong…right? And as soon as she realized what she was doing she immediately pulled back, but her wrist was suddenly caught. "L-Let go."

"No."

Leora growled, snatching her wrist back with renewed strength. Who was he to control her? She needed to fix this situation and turn it back into something she was comfortable with. Her eyes bore into his, gold clashing defiantly against blue. "You've crossed the line." She pushed him backwards until they stood on opposite sides of the bathroom door frame. She gestured towards the line that separated the wooden flooring of his bedroom and the white tile of the bathroom. "This is the line. You as my Knight are not to cross this line ever again." Oh how her ancestors must be rolling in her grave right now. To engage in sexual relations with not just a human, but her bonded Knight?! Completely unheard of.

Laxus blinked at her twice before simply crossing over the threshold. He continued to step forward, causing Leora to back up until her back hit the sink. Her hand reactively moved in between them in an attempt to stop his advance.

"You!" Leora exclaimed in frustration. Why wasn't he listening to her?!

"Sunshine," Laxus addressed her with a low voice as he continued to push forward until their faces were but an inch away from each other. "I'll cross that line a million times if I have to, if it means I'll reach you on the other side."

Leora turned away from his heavy gaze, unwilling to process the emotions behind it. For some reason, his statement made her cheeks heat up. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. "We are nakama. Nothing more." They were supposed to be just nakama, friends at most. Whatever last night was, was too far beyond that. "I only have one goal. I don't need any distractions."

Laxus hands came up to press against the sink, effectively trapping her. His voice sent shivers down her spine as his breath tickled her sensitive ear. "So I'm a distraction?"

"Yes. Wait, N-No!" Leora didn't know what to say since both answers seemed incorrect. She growled when she felt the rumbling of his chest against her skin as he chuckled. He was too close.

"You're in my personal space. Leave." Her voice hardened despite her body's protests to submit to his overbearing presence.

Laxus definitely had no intentions of backing off and instead pushed forward until he was now close enough that his body was almost flush against hers. Since her neck was turned, it gave him full access to the mark he left in that spot last night. But there was something missing…

For just a slight moment he felt his fangs instinctively elongating again, but this time tiny sparks of lightning covered each one.

Leora panicked as soon as she felt his magic brush against the skin of her neck, directly above where he had bit her the night before.

"Don't!" Leora shouted adamantly before she shoved against his chest with renewed fervor. Laxus stumbled backwards far enough that he stopped outside of the bathroom. Using that as her chance she slammed the door shut, locking it immediately.

"O-Oi Sunshine! Stop running away!"

"I'm not running away!"

"Yes you are!"

"No I'm not!" Leora shouted back through the door before realizing that this shouting match was childish. She huffed, before realizing again the state of disarray her body was currently in. Quickly walking into the shower and turning on the water to a freezing temperature, she attempted to wash away all evidence from last night from her body, both inside and out, while also trying to cool down her already flaming skin. Everywhere he touched reignited the fire she felt the night before. This was not good. Not good at all.

She stayed in there for what felt like an hour, underneath the icy cold spray, but despite washing her body thoroughly, the memory of him being inside her refused to leave through the drains in the shower floor. It haunted her, leaving her feeling empty without him. Growing frustrated with herself, she roughly turned off the water before stepping out of the bathtub and drying off with a spare towel. While she normally just walked out of the bathroom completely naked, today she felt the need to keep herself covered. Wrapped in the fluffy white fabric, Leora exhaled harshly before turning the door knob quickly, slamming the door open. She ran straight past the unsuspecting dragon slayer lounging on his bed and into her own room before slamming her own bedroom door shut.

Laxus had been lost in his thoughts while the dragoness had been showering and was unprepared for her rapid exit to her room. He cursed. Gone was the chance to continue his talk with the dragoness. 'No distractions'. Like hell he was going to accept that. There was no doubting it now, she was attracted to him and call it selfish or what not, but he was going to use that to his full advantage. Staring out of his bedroom door at hers, he sighed before getting up and taking a cold shower of his own.

Leora still breathed heavily even after reaching the safety of her own room. But after a couple of minutes, she realized that she needed to get out of this house in order to calm down. Everything here, even within her own room reminded her of him. She tried to fashion her regular clothes, but one look in her mirror reminded her of why that wasn't possible. Which was why after a couple of minutes of decision making, she carefully stepped out of her bedroom wearing the highest long sleeved turtle neck she could find and a pair of long jeans that reached her ankles. She let out a sigh of relief when she still heard the sound of the shower. Slowly sneaking out towards the kitchen, she paused when her eyes caught sight of the kitchen counter…

When he reached her, he immediately shoved her roughly over the kitchen counter, the action sending any nearby dishes to go crashing to the floor. The cool press of the marble against her heated skin caused her to moan at the conflicting sensations. His clawed hand pressed her firmly against the counter, while his other trailed against her back, light enough so that it didn't break skin, but hard enough that red welts were left in its wake. She moaned in pleasure as her back tried to arch into his touch, but growled in frustration when she was unable to do. His growl signalled his displeasure and he pressed her harder into the marble in punishment for her movements. She whined in submission and to her reluctant delight he rewarded her by removing his hands from her back, settling them on her thighs instead. She felt his breath against her inner thighs and yelped in surprise when he nipped at them hard. Her tail whipped back and forth, but he suddenly grabbed hold of it. She cried out at the sudden jolt of pleasure she felt from his touch on her sensitive flesh. He smiled against skin of the thigh as if he was amused at discovering a new sensitive area of hers. He continued to stroke her tail as this lips travelled downwards, nipping and biting until she felt the welts and cuts littering the expanse of her leg. He then moved to do the same to her other. She groaned and growled at his ministrations, feeling her core getting wetter with each touch. But he denied her the satisfaction.

She snarled, beginning to lift her body from the counter, but fell back forward the moment she felt his tongue plunge straight into her weeping sex. He was relentless, diving his tongue in and out of her core while his thumb went to rub wildly at the bundle of nerves above it. His other hand never left the base of her tail. She screamed, unable to handle to triple sensations, his tongue sending blazing heat throughout her core, while his thumb and hand sent jolts of pleasure straight up her spine. The coil was tightening, and fast. It wasn't long before she was so close to the edge-

He stopped. She growled in frustration, but it turned into a roar the moment he stood, lifted one of her legs and plunged his sex straight into her. That moment alone sent her crashing into the abyss, but he didn't stop as he searched for his own oblivion. His thrusts continued, keeping her riding the endless high of her orgasm until it reached an even higher peak. She bit hard into her own forearm the moment she came again, and whimpered when she felt him release inside of her with a loud grunt.

She wasn't allowed any rest as he immediately lifted her into his arms and walked them towards their bedroom…

Leora's hands were clenched into fists as her mind replayed the moments that happened in this room with vivid detail. The warmth that she was barely able to remove in the shower returned full force, hitting her like a ton of breaks. She moaned, feeling the heat pool in her nether regions. She needed to get out of here. Taking faster, unsteady steps, she made it to the living room before taking in the sight of the ruined couch as she walked by. Her steps faltered and her hands reached forward, gripping the back of the couch for support as another memory resurfaced…

After he had taken her by the front entrance, he lifted her off the door, her quivering chamber still wrapped around his hardened length. He walked them towards their bedroom, but when they passed by the living room she suddenly squeezed hard on his cock, causing him to trip from the sensation and sending them tumbling over the couch. Somehow he landed on his back while she was straddling his waist above him. She grinned. It was her turn to be in control now.

She leaned forward, moving her head to his chest, listening carefully to his rapid breathing. She smirked as it picked up after she nipped at his skin. Realizing that it wasn't enough for her, she bit down hard into the flesh drawing fresh blood. She moaned as she savoured his taste which was unlike any of the humans she's ever had before. His blood was like ambrosia, and she wanted more. She barely paid attention to his growls as she continued to sink her teeth into any inch of skin she could get herself to, making her way down his body until she reached his groin. She gave one side of his inner thigh a deep bite, before lifting her teeth and lapping at the blood that flowed freely from the wound. Staring at him, she realized there was something else she had wanted to taste again…

This time she heard his low growl when she enveloped him, reaching as far down his arousal as she could until she couldn't go any further. The remainder she allowed for her tail to wrap around, gently pumping as she sucked and licked at the tip. She listened to his soft groans as she continued her dual ministrations until she felt his cock swell inside her mouth. With her mouth still over his hardened length, she growled, sending him over the edge. She eagerly swallowed his release, imprinting his taste into her memory.

He amazed her by regaining his hardness only minutes after. She decided to fix that. Lifting herself up, one clawed hand against his chest, she smirked at his lust filled gaze and watched him snarl as she slowly lowered herself down onto his arousal. Her eyes rolled back as she felt him fill her once again, feeling the slight burn as he entered her to the hilt. She rocked forward gently back and forth until the burn was replaced with scorching pleasure. But she kept her pace slow, keeping him on the edge, relishing in the control she had over him.

But it was short lived. With a low growl, his hands reached up to her hips and plunged her down towards him. She cried out at the sensation and wasn't allowed to recover as he slammed her body down onto his cock over and over again. She growled both in frustration and pleasure as she had wished to be in control, but once again he had taken it from her. It didn't take long until she felt herself nearing release and she roared to the heavens as came, white bursts of pleasure filling her vision. He came not too long afterwards, filling her sex with his seed. Both of them stayed there for a few moments, panting heavily, before a part of her conscious side resurfaced and realized what was happening. She immediately got off of him and bolted.

But she didn't make it past the kitchen…

Leora had gripped the back of the couch so tightly that her knuckles had gone white. Realizing she needed to move on before she succumbed to her instincts once again, she stumbled towards the front door, her legs feeling heavier with each step. Her eyes zeroed in on the door knob and her hand reached out to grab it, but she made the mistake of looking up. Two sets of large claw marks raked down the back of the door, the last reminder of what had happened last night. Her other hand traced over the marks, remembering that she made these herself. Her claws had dragged down the expanse of the wood just as he was pulling her away from the door. The sound of shredding wood was still ingrained in her mind.

Her knees threatened to buckle as her core pulsed in need.

Her hand desperately turned the door knob, but as soon as she pulled, two hands slammed into the door, closing it shut and caging her in between the door and a hard body.

"Don't run away from me."

"Let me go Laxus," Leora hissed, frustrated that her body was already reacting to his proximity. "I don't have time for this." Her voice started to raise though she didn't know why. "If you want sex just go to your other women!" Wait. Why did she say that?

"I don't-"

"Don't lie to me!" Why was she shouting? "I saw what you were doing last evening. Was everything all a game to you? Do you sleep with all your nakama?!" She was shouting into the door now. But why? Why did she sound so angry?

She felt his breath stop for a moment, before he spoke. "Were you…jealous of Cana?"

"What? Of course not!"

He continued, his voice right next to her ear. "Because I can tell you why I went to her. It's because, for the past while, I could never get you out of my god dammed mind."

She suddenly realized how close they actually were.

His voice was too deep. "So I tried to at least get rid of my physical urges. But you know what? You ruined that for me too." It held hints of both amusement and anger.

His voice was too rough. "My body doesn't respond to anyone but you anymore. Your scent, your touch-" His arms suddenly removed themselves from the door and before she knew it, he wrapped them tightly around her. She was now pressed firmly to his chest.

"D-Don't," she whispered, feeling the instant heat radiating from his body into hers. It penetrated into every nerve of her body along with his words.

His voice was too determined. "So I'm going to ruin you for anyone else as well…Leora."

Why did her name sound so devilishly good coming from his lips?

His voice was too certain. "I want your body to only respond to me, your mind to only think of me. I want everything of yours. Your body, your heart, your soul. All of it."

Despite her knees having gone weak, she struggled against his hold and flipped around, angry at his declaration. "All of me?! You're being ridiculously selfish!"

His face lowered towards hers, his stormy eyes blazing with passion as they locked onto hers. "Good. Then I'm doing exactly what you've told me to do."

She immediately pressed herself back into the door. "Wha-mmph!" She was unable to prevent the assault on her lips, the sounds of her struggle muffled by his mouth over hers. One of his hands immediately tangled into her hair. The kiss was not as rough as the one from the night before, but it was just as commanding. She felt herself surrendering to his touch, granting him access when he swept his tongue against her lips. She couldn't hold back the moan as their tongues tangled together once more, and she was instantly reminded of his smoky taste. She couldn't help the pooling of heat in between her legs, nor prevent her body from pressing against his-

A loud rap against the door brought Leora back to sanity. She pushed him away in sheer panic before immediately turning around. She almost pulled the knob right off when she yanked the door open. Bickslow's shocked face greeted her yet again. Flushing heavily, she was instantly reminded of what had transpired earlier this morning. Utterly flustered and confused, she pushed past him, running down the street and towards the guild.

Bickslow scratched the back of his head again as he caught Laxus' dark glare. "Did I catch you at a bad time again?" A slam of the door in his face answered his question.

As soon as the door shut, Laxus turned around and leaned against it, feeling the splinters driving into his back. Though this morning didn't turn out exactly the way he had wanted to, he felt the grin spreading across his face. While she had practically outright rejected him, he wasn't going to let that deter him anymore. His mind was set. He knew she felt something for him, whether she acknowledged it or not, and he was going to make her realize it, whether she wanted to or not.

One thing was certain now, and it was what was making him so happy.

She was finally aware of him.

A/N: Sorry for the delay. Studying is still ongoing (and quickly becoming a 9-5 job lol) so updates will still be occasional, but I'll try my best. It took quite a while for this chapter to sound remotely right and I'm still not sure if it was any good. But yay, I feel like some of you will be happy that things finally happened. Took them long enough...

Favourite line of the chapter: "Sunshine, I'll cross that line a million times if I have to, if it means I'll reach you on the other side." *blushes while writing it*

Until the next chapter!