A/N. I'm so glad everyone is enjoying the rewrite on this story. It's slow work, carefully building things into the story, removing major parts, one character has been completely removed, an OC that wasn't my creation that didn't really fit the story anyway. Thank you so much to those who take the time to leave reviews, they really help me to see where I've hitting the mark and where I need to enhance things, add more detail. You're all great inspirations. Those sending me PMs, you as well, THANK you, this story has been so well recievedand so enjoyed not just by me, because of course it's a part of me, but by so many interesting and wonderful people who write to me, leave reviews, drop me messages. THANK YOU...DESNA
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Sei Roo narrowed his eyes on the Raven spirit "You shouldn't even be here." he said and the dark man shrugged "Even you can't stop me from delivering messages. I may not live on this plane anymore, thanks to Apollo, but I can still walk it, the Makers give me that right and you can't deny it without pissing them off. So… your Golden Girl just took another Celestial Mages "One"." Corvus observed sitting on the Kings desk.
"He became HER One, earned her trust, her love. Their relationship could bring about some hugely needed changes Corvus, Cassiopeia insisted this was perfect, and the Makers want certain magics restored to Earthland, then the Fates MUST make certain allowances. Lucy did nothing maliciously, she is a good woman, like her mother, like her whole line and crossing her into the Pradesh line will make amazing things happen for the future of Celestial magic and you, the fates and the Makers all know it. I have not stopped Male celestial mages from happening, even though I feel the magic should be exclusive to women, I accepted that judgement of the Makers and even Cassiopeia resentfully leaves the males alone. I will not allow any harm to come to Lucy for this, what happened happened innocently and with no interference from me." The Spirit King said firmly.
Corvus cocked his head "Mehturt, Ra and Set are watching, the will of the three carries weight and is significant on Earthland. Their temples are large and prosperous all through Stella and bloodlines from there are ALSO favored Sei Roo. I'm just here to tell you, the fates were not happy about that broken bond, and it could cause just as much darkness as the good you talk about. Be aware, more than you and Cassiopeia watch these things and this has caused problems to begin. You should have seen more education into that girls hands, does she even KNOW about the One Magic, about her own need for a One?" The Raven demanded and Sei Roo stood, glaring down on the spirit.
"You are no god Corvus, you are a spirit, you have NO authority to speak to me this way!" The King snapped.
The Ravens head cocked, and he seemed to be listening to something before the sharp black eyes snapped back to the King and suddenly the King and Corvus vanished from the Celestial realm, emerging in a cavern where a large loom worked and three crones were working on it,all three turned and hissed at the visitors.
"You did this, through inaction, you allowed this to happen." One growled pointing to a place on the loom where threads were shredding, burning. She pointed to three souls hovering, the threads from them in flux "You should have seen her taught Sei Roo!"
A woman with shimmering starlit hair came out from behind the loom and Sei Roo drew a breath "Mehturt…"
"you allowed your chosen child to walk into a situation that has been carefully maneuvered for years and did not warn her to think of any celestial mages around. the One Bond has Been broken, Darkness will come, you cannot assist your chosen in this battle. Cassiopeia wants them to fight over the archangels, so be it. The Hall will have its pound of Flesh for its Keyholder." She said.
Sei Roo blanched "NO, Lucy did nothing wrong."
"She did, through not being educated, which, as your chosen, I would have thought you would have bothered to do," Mehturt arched a brow just slightly, "You favor that bloodline, covet it like it is a precious item, yet to leave them to no education. The events that are to come, from the breaking of TWO one bonds, to the darkness that will follow because of this, Sei Roo? It falls upon your heads, we cannot interfere, The Hall is in Play, the last keys call in their anger over this. Live with the fact that you may have very well sent your precious little girl into Death's Fingers. Your want for her to have the best, ignored the Fates and their plan. You burn the future, burn the weave...and it will come unraveled, which will spell the end of Earthland."
"She was meant for another, Sei Roo," Mehturt gave him a firm look, "if we find that you tell any of her Spirits to intervene, tell her anything? Let Cassiopiea do ANYTHING to interfere, including going after her Former Fated One? I'll drag you by your beard and her by her hair before the Hall, watch their judgement come and if you try to fight...I will do all in my power to call the Makers. You've created this dark starry firestorm, now you get to sit and watch it either burn or be put out by the pieces on the board." the goddess sobered, "pray, Sei Roo, pray hard that events set into motion to reawaken the Triad again on Earthland are not totally fucked. Ra will be another of your worries, if his Chosen does not awaken because you just had to mess with things." The Goddess said sharply and Sei Roo frowned.
"I will speak to Cassiopeia, but she rarely interferes, she's too busy...shopping and ordering her children around." The King said.
"You may be wrong about that, but...whatever." Corvus shrugged and looked at Mehturt and the Spirit King "We done then?"
Mehturt vanished and Corvus chuckled "Guessin so." He said and Sei Roo was suddenly back in his own realm, Corvus nowhere to be seen and the King sat for a few minutes before he narrowed his eyes "Leo!" he bellowed.
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Just over two weeks of marching and they had only had a few minor issues along the way that Vander and Lucys dogs had been able to handle efficiently, Vander discarding the bodies to the voids so no trace of them would ever be found.
They were close to Umberlain, close enough Vander took Cobra and went to look and see if their forces had arrived while everyone else waited impatiently in a well hidden thicket Lucys dogs were guarding. They were all tired, but two weeks had built into all of them a strong need to rescue the men they were coming to save.
Cana slid down into Cristoffs lap as he sat with his back against a tree, everyone was staying silent, they were ¼ mile from Umberlain, and didn't want to be seen or heard by anyone travelling the road nearby to or from the outlying farms they had passed.
She'd worked up her courage, and just last night she'd slid her hands down his chest, over the hard ridges of well defined muscle, gripped the hem of his shirt and shoved it up, her hands eagerly moving over him, almost driven mad by the feel of his smooth warm skin, she'd already been slowly mapping all the hard plains of his body with her hands over his clothes, and he would tighten his arms around her, growl in her ear, but never stopped her. It had given her just enough confidence to keep doing it, to give in to the steadily growing desires for him and touch him when they settled each night in his tent.
Last night though she hadn't tried for subtlety, she had blatantly pulled back in his arms, met his questioning eyes and shoved that shirt up, seeing his eyes darken, silver start to bleed through the deep dark blue and hearing his breath hitch had made her own stall, her lips parting as her fingers glided over his skin.
He let her do it, eyes never leaving hers, lids dropping when she curled her fingers over his heavy pecs and dug her fingernails in. Still he didn't stop her, he didn't do more than react with a soft hiss, his muscles tightening under her touch until she slid her hands to the waistline of his pants and started to ease her fingers under it. Then he stopped her.
"Cana….not yet…" He growled, a hand coming to still hers and she'd blinked at him.
"Y...yet?" She asked, a rejection wouldn't have surprised her, in fact, she'd expected one, she was still scrawny, a little bony in places, with short still dull hair and had a slave brand on her hip, nothing like the gorgeous artwork that ran down his right side, she'd gotten to see him bare one day when they'd had to cross a shallow river. She had ridden across on Chara with Lucy, but the others had waded across, Cristoff, once he saw Laxus wet to his chest had teleported to the other side and made the mistake of teasing Laxus for not thinking to do the same damn thing..
So, Laxus had hit Cris with a well placed bolt of lightning and tossed the big slayer into the river, not to be outdone, and unfortunately for Laxus as Lunar slayer in command of tides and waterflow rates, Cristoff drenched the lightning mage.
Both men emerging dripping wet and snickering at each other, each too well aware that while they could land another good hit on their opponent, their opponent could give as good as they got. So they just changed out of their soaked clothes right there on the riverbank. Cristoff starting first without a thought because he was Boscan and simply had no modesty about such things, he'd yanking his wet shirt off tossing it onto the grass then undone his belt and Cana had watched wide eyed and slack jawed as he'd shimmied his way out of his tight wet pants.
She had not been wrong about how nicely nature had endowed him...or Laxus for that matter since the Lightning slayer got equally stripped down to change into dry clothes. But her eyes had spared only a brief glance for Laxus, riveted instead to the tall powerful body of the Lunar Slayer. He'd caught her looking too, and had smiled, winked at her as he'd pulled on fresh dry boxer briefs made of a clingy shiny black material.
Gods the little drops of water running from his wet black hair over that deeply tanned skin, how he'd just glistened under the sunlight, it would have been a fucking religious experience to go over and lick those drops off that hard glorious body.
So she had gotten a full view of the man and the vision had stuck with her, giving her something pleasant to daydream about as they walked.
Laying in his tent she had stared up at him in confusion though and his eyes had softened, a hand coming up to brush gentle fingers over her cheek.
"Not yet…" he breathed again and Cana frowned impatiently, she had never been one to deny something so simple, so beautifully satisfying as good sex, and she knew, without any doubt, sex with Cristoff would be far better than just good and Gods help her she wanted him, wanted to feel him, learn what his brand of lovemaking felt like because he was so gentle, so sweet and even tempered, considerate and intuitive but she at the same time felt the power of him, deep and lusty and he had that primal side, those deep sexy growls made that clear. She'd never been with anyone anything like him, her lovers all tended to be intensely selfish, seeking only their own release, but Cristoff...he was so giving, so willing and eager to do all he could to please….how would that translate into sex...
"Then when? And why not now?!" Cana demanded, she'd been through hell the last couple of months and the idea of losing herself in this mans arms sounded like the closest thing to heaven she had ever come across or even dreamed of.
"Soon, just not yet." He responded shifting her hands up but not off his body and reaching back to grip his shirt and pull it off over his head. She smiled, immediately snuggling in, pressing firmly against the bared expanse of his chest, her fingers tracing one of the wolves among his clan tattoos.
He growled softly as she did, and kissed her forehead.
"You know, each of us slayers has the gift of being able to take a mate, someone who completes us, is perfect for us,...who we, the moment we have the dragon soul meld with ours, are made to complete…souls our dragon will recognize as potentials for us, some Dragons have many, some only a few, but we know them when we touch someone, our inner dragon tells us" He explained and she sighed. She knew about slayer mates...it was why she hadn't gotten to fuck Sting Eucliffe, the sexy bastard was already mated...to Rufus, so when she'd gotten the white dragon all nice and drunk and gotten her hand down his pants she'd been unable to make anything beyond him smiling happen and Rufus had yanked her hand out of Stings pants and explained to her why she was not going to be wrapping her whore legs around HIS dragon slayer.
Granted, she didn't remember all of the rather detailed lesson in Dragon Slayer mating, but she remembered enough.
"A sweet way to tell me you can't have a relationship, I get it, I wouldn't want me either, I was just…" She started and he growled, grabbing her chin and tipping her face up and Canas whole world stilled as full warm lips slanted over hers, the scent of night time dew and mint filled her senses. He kept the kiss from deepening though, pulling back trailing more along her jaw to her neck, a sharp fang teasing her earlobe . As he gripped her hand and this time moved it right between his legs so she could feel the very large bulge, twitch as her hand slid over it and his hips bucked into her hand, and groan escaping him followed by a growl.
"Do I feel like I don't want you?!" He demanded and she swallowed hard, almost whimpering as her fingers tried to explore some more of the evidence of his desire but he removed her hand as swiftly as he'd placed it.
"I can not have a relationship of any meaning with anyone but my mate, that's true however YOU, Cana, are a potential mate and Gods I want you...I want you so bad. I fucking NEED you, you're all I've wanted since I was a child and first understood what a mate was." He breathed and her eyes flew open, her mind stalling as it registered just what he'd said.
She pulled back, her hands buried in his black hair pulling him to look at her.
"I...I'm what?" She whispered. His eyes were so soft, warm on hers her heart did a flip in her chest "A potential mate for me, someone I can be with...forever, have children with, share my soul with.…" He replied and Cana blinked in stunned shock. No...no it wasn't possible, Cana Alberona never, not ever got lucky in any meaningful way. Her life had just never been that easy and the fates had certainly never been that good to her, ignoring her prayers all her life starting from when her mother got sick, through years of her father not knowing or really caring who she was or that she even existed.
She was worthless, coming to Pergrand had just shown her how deep that lack of worth could go and there had been times she'd felt almost like she belonged in Pergrand and it was somehow fitting her life would likely end there.
Yet...she had awakened to these incredible dark blue eyes, had found peace, comfort, safety in his heavily muscled arms and...she was happy with him...daydreamed after the first day she had come to among Lucy and the others about the raven haired slayer continuing to shower her with affection, understanding...acceptance.
That was where Cristoff had tipped Canas understanding of men off its axis, men did not just accept women like her, they agreed readily enough to fuck her, to drink with her, to have her suck them off, but her as a person? That never happened, even her Nakama turned away with uncomfortable looks when she got upset, when tears filled her eyes, only Lucy Erza and Levy had ever stayed when that happened.
Cristoff though...when she started to cry, and she was so good at hiding her misery, she had a lifetime of practice at doing so, but she couldn't ever hide it from him, he always was suddenly there, his arms wrapping around her, those tension melting rumbles coming from his chest as he nuzzled into her hair, pressed reassuring kisses to her temples and forehead and held her while she cried until she would pass out in his arms, and she would wake up with him still holding her too.
The man was just what Lucy had called him, a big powerful...teddy bear and he was clearly utterly unashamed of that, what was more, even Cobra seemed only mildly interested in teasing him about it and Cristoff never cared at all when he did.
Tall, sexy, with midnight eyes and silky raven hair, powerful, successful, kind, gentle...and...he was supposed to be...hers?! She stared at him doubt filling her eyes.
"Tell me again…" she whispered shakily, certain she had misheard, misunderstood.
Cristoff saw it, recognized what she was doing and cupped her face between his large hands "You, Cana...could be my eternal mate, the missing piece of my soul I have waited for all my life...I could belong to you and you would be mine as I would be yours...always." He said softly and as her mind spun he pressed those full soft lips into hers again and sent her whole being spinning.
"I...and...we can't have sex because I'm a potential mate?" She was confused as hell now, if he was hers, if she was his eternal mate…. why the fuck did he still have clothes on?!
He smiled,kissing her again, sending her mind further spinning.
"Not yet, mating takes time, we don't have that time right now...and I hadn't meant to drop this on you yet but...we will be fighting and...I wanted you to know before it all began." He said as he was pressing kiss after kiss into her neck, shoulder and collarbone.
Cana whimpered, he panties were ruined, she was hungry for this man on every level, his lips felt...incredible...and she couldn't have him because of the timing?!
"Oh...fuck...so...you're...mine but I can't, we can't do anything about that? Because sweet Gods Cristoff, if you're mine I want you naked and inside me now not later...Just a little sex?" She pleaded as he kissed across her collarbone and throat, adoring the rich chuckle she got and how his arms tightened around her and he held her like a treasure.
"Oh Cana...I don't do anything in a little way...you want some release...I'll give it to you…" He trailed off, and, his arms left her, he pushed her back against the sleeping mat, moving over her, his dark eyes locked on hers, the sexy smirk firmly in place and Cana was going to cheer, was lifting her legs to wrap them around those trim hips but he slid down, and started trailing kisses and nips down her body and she whimpered, oh no way...no...she couldn't be this lucky...she'd only once met a man willing to go down on her and Bacchus only did it until she was wet enough to fuck, this man was...Gods was he really hers?
He didn't strike her as the type of man to come up with lines or play with her, no...she'd spent too much time with him, talked with him, cried on him, fallen asleep listening to his heart beating and she didn't believe he would lie about any of what he'd said...his mate...she was his mate...did that mean he would look at her one day like Cobra looked at Vander? At no point in her life had she ever thought a single man would be enough for her, she loved variety, excitement...but that was before she had spent months in a slave pit, prayed to die more times than she could count, and now...a frivolous wild life just wasn't all that appealing, now….more than anything, she wanted to feel safe, stable, like the world wasn't going to flip off it's axis at any moment, and...like she mattered to somebody.
So many what ifs...he'd said "have children" and that was like ice water in her veins, pregnancy meant no drinking, no smoking, none of the things she loved, how would she handle that? Sure she hadn't had a drink in ages so was...clean...in a way but Gods she wanted to drink, get ripping fall down drunk but...he was so sweet...but she'd be a terrible mother, she was sure she'd be awful...
Her thoughts, her worries...all left in a rush when Cristoff dragged a sharp fang across her breast over his shirt that she was wearing, the second night she'd crawled into his tent she'd forgotten to ask Lucy for pajamas and he'd pulled out a silky soft black t-shirt that had instantly become her favorite nightgown. Now it was pushed up under her arms and the Lunar dragon slayer was teasing her breasts, skilled hands moving with his lips teeth and tongue to make her wriggle and moan beneath him, arch her back up seeking to press herself into his warm body but he denied her that, his hands sliding down to grip her hips and push them down as he slid lower, now kissing over her flat still slightly sunken in stomach.
She almost cringed seeing his tanned hands against her cream colored skin, fingers careful not to grip too tightly to the hips bones still showing. He saw her look and growled, his mouth moving to kiss the brand on her hip, dragging his tongue right over it before he sucked at the skin by her hip bone and Canas eyes glistened with tears at the meaning he was showing her.
"You're so beautiful...there is no part of you I don't want…" He purred against her skin and she shuddered, heart hammering in her chest...oh Gods...thank you...thank you for hearing me, all my life I felt like you didn't give a fuck about me...but sweet Mavis...you were just saving him for me...knowing he'd find me… the prayer flew through her addled head ending when Cristoff slid her panties down, discarded them and gently spread her legs.
Moments later, his eyes on hers as he'd kissed the inside of her thigh, as fingers had spread her lower lips, a digit trailing through the center he moaned "So wet...you smell so fucking good…" He growled and her legs were slid over his shoulders and Cana could scarcely suck in a breath as his warm lips closed over her center.
She thought Bacchus was skillful, the palm mage could get her soaked in seconds once his mouth was between her legs, but no...Bacchus didn't do anything like Cristoff did, Cristoff was driving her insane, thick arms wrapped around her, keeping her legs spread wide, her hips up off the bed set at an angle he changed as he needed to,as his teeth, tongue and lips played with her, tongue sliding through her folds then skillfully dancing between those lower lips as he held them apart with his fingers, assaulting the very sensitive flesh between them, teasing her opening until she was panting, writhing on the sleep mat, begging him for more and he gave it. He'd deny her nothing but what he himself wanted almost more than air, he was honestly in real pain, his erection straining against his boxer briefs and sleep pants, his dragon out of its mind having a potential mate spread out before them, screaming at him to stop playing and take her, mark her, make her his.
Gods he wanted nothing more, wanted to bury himself in the snug hot wet velvet of her sex and stay there for days, set his teeth into her flesh, feel her come undone around his cock instead of his tongue, fill her with his seed over and over again, but he had to wait, she'd become vulnerable if he started the mating, she would distract the other slayers possibly dangerously, Gods above his own brother had bothered him while he'd been mating with Cobra, especially since the little shit had been all cuddling up to him to steal his scent so he could get his slayer riled up.
Cana would drive Laxus crazy, and Emzadi was coming, his sister was, by his reckoning, the most powerful Dragon Slayer he knew of, a true growing Dragon Queen, when she finally mated,she was going to become a force on par with every one of the wizard saints and Gods of Ishgar, exposing Emzadi, who could get more feral than him by far at times, to a half claimed mate, especially a woman...he couldn't risk it, could not risk puting Cana in that danger, now that he'd found her he would protect her, and not claiming her yet was protecting her. It was hell on him...but...it had to be.
She had little stamina, so long in misery the intimacy, the feel of gentle hands on her body, warm lips and his husky growling endearments, promises of the life they would have together, of how he would adore her, never leave her, protect and cherish her with every breath he took had all of Cana coming apart under him until she gasped out her end, sobbing over how it felt, over his promises that to her, as broken as she was, as lonely and endlessly never feeling good enough, after all she had been through to have this man, kind and tender, handsome and strong, offering himself to her forever, it had her whole being reeling with a happiness she'd never dreamed she'd ever find.
Then, add in the bonus that he not only happily went down on her but he was fucking amazing at it and the wicked Cana was purring right along with the rest of her. Oh the fates had blessed her with a man that rang all her bells, from the ones that so desperately needed tenderness, reassurance and affection, to the naughty dirty ones that needed someone who could match that side of her...like he'd said...made to complete her...Gods above he so was.
Twice he'd driven her to bone melting ends that night, and now she slid into his lap, reveling in how he tipped his head up as she came into his arms eager for her to kiss him, as if she would ever pass that up! She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her hands in his thick black hair and kissed him breathless, ignoring the little wolf whistle from Vander, though the shortly following crack of electricity followed by Laxus cursing because Vander always fucking dodged his shit had her smiling against Cristoffs lips.
"I think I love your brother." She whispered and Cristoff chuckled quietly, nuzzling into her neck and drawing his cloak around them both.
"My whole family is going to love you." He said softly. Cana smiled pulling back to smooth back the heavy strands of shiny black hair her greedy fingers had pulled free from the silver wire clasp that held his hair.
"I really want to meet Kaleb, see the man who coaxed Lu out of her shell." She whispered back and Cristoff grinned, glancing over to where Lucy was smacking Laxus for cursing so clearly when he'd missed hitting Vander, the big lightning slayer trying to grasp her wrists and get her under control while biting back his yelps at being assaulted by the hot tempered little blonde.
"He adores her you know, I don't think either of them realize how much they mean to each other yet, but I've never seen my brother fall for anyone before, and he's just gone crazy over Lucy, Gods...I claimed her as Kin the same day I met her...your friend is very special...like you." He purred softly, nuzzling her again and making her giggle quietly before she turned her face into him and caught his lips again, pressing him back against the tree and almost devouring his mouth, her tongue plunging past his lips hungrily until he was writhing a little beneath her and growling at her domination defiantly.
"Compliments will get you everywhere…" She said breathlessly when she finally pulled back and he growled low at her again, smirking back at her "That so?" He asked and she nodded, trailing her hands down his chest and drawing a soft gasp from him when she ran a bold hand right over the growing bulge in his pants.
"F...fuck...Cana…" She smirked, Rubbing over him wickedly and loving how his breath stuttered and his eyes rolled back. They were partially hidden among some foliage, all of them were spread out through the trees, waiting, Kaleb had contacted Lucy and she'd led them to this spot not far from a small farm about ¼ mile from Umberlain where they were waiting, staying hidden and mostly quiet.
"Mmm, bout time I got a little taste of my Boscan Dragon…" Cana purred and slid down his body under his cloak. She shoved his shirt up as she went kissing over hard well sculpted muscle and inwardly groaning at just how built he was, how badly she wanted him bare under her, so she could just fucking look at every inch of him, she could swear that while she had seen some very beautiful male bodies, Cristoffs was by far the finest she'd laid eyes on, the rich tanned skin, the gorgeous wolves and runes, the cross over his heart, big bulging pectorals, ripped abs, a hard well defined six pack and the deeply defined v that led right to what she was eager to get to...
Cristoffs eyes flew wide and her grabbed her arms stopping her, shaking his head at her. "Cana…" He glanced around and she smirked up at him.
"What? Can't stay quiet? I thought you were a well trained soldier, knight and mage?" She teased and he growled at her. "Woman…"
She slipped one of his hands, and, in a display of some of her own skill, had his belt undone in one flick of her wrist, she pulled the thick leather belt free and handed it to him "Bite this if you need to big boy, I'm gonna enjoy this…" She purred at him and yanked his pants open, smirking when his breath caught.
His hand holding her other arm tightened on her and she met his eyes "Please...Cristoff...I need this...I'm so...well...we're going back there…" She finally said, her voice shaking and his eyes softened, hand dropping from her arm a faint smile curling those full lips.
"I'm yours…" He whispered and it sent shivers through her right to her center...so much for her panties...but she lowered herself, carefully getting her hand into his pants, biting her lip at the width and weight of what she grasped...oh Gods was he ever going to feel good when she could finally have him…
Yanking his pants down he helped, shifting so his long legs stretched out on either side of her and his hips lifted so she could pull his pants and underwear down enough to free him she wasted no time and smirked at his strangled moan when she wrapped her lips around him.
His fingers dug into the grass and dirt as Canas fondled him while her mouth latched around the head of his erection, tongue playing over the sensitive flesh.
Cristoff was skilled, but damn it...so was she, this was Canas element, she had taught the ladies of Fairy Tail how to give good blow jobs since she was a teenager and now that she had this glorious man spread out beneath her, she was going to show him a little bit of who he was going to mate with. Make him see she wouldn't disappoint him, that she could give him as much pleasure as he gave her last night.
As she started moving up and down his length, licking, kissing, sucking her fingers stroked under his heavy sack and was engrossed, utterly, in how he reacted, how his body felt, how he tasted, everything, she didn't see him reach back and grip the tree behind him, or his claws digging deep into the bark but she looked up and saw his teeth bared, fangs glinting in the shifting light through the trees.
Hidden by his cloak she had her way with him, and he reacted almost exactly like she'd hoped, just quiet, and she loved watching his head tip back, the soft growls, gasps, how his mouth fell open and his eyes squeezed shut as she worked at him, showed him how much she just lusted after every bit of him, how she could satisfy him, keep even a lusty Boscan Dragon Slayer happy.
Cristoff could scarcely manage air, he had about as much sexual experience as Vander, and that was without counting his full moons, he was prolific because he just...loved love and in all that experience, he'd had more than his fair share of women go down on him, many hoping to show him something that might make him stay with them for more than a night, it never worked, not even for the handful of very experienced women who had tried it, even a couple of men who had been well talented. In all those experiences, nobody had ever done to him what Cana was doing.
He could barely control himself, wanted to start ripping their clothes away, needed the violence of burying his claws deep into the hard bark of the tree behind him, so he could keep his hands off of her. His dragon was beside itself, he was a dominant slayer by nature, very unwilling to be dominated, and very very much needing to take his long awaited mate. His body trembled with it as she sucked athim, licked over his flesh, steadily took more and more of his will from him with her very skilled use of her mouth.
He'd held out on some of his lovers, when challenged could resist even talented lovers during oral sex, lasting beyond their endurance to maintain their onslaughts. His dragon though was giving him no choices, his mate wanted him, wanted responses, his dragon knew it and, trying to show her how badly he wanted her, it and her had Cristoffs body writhing, his breaths coming in sharp ragged gasps when he could breathe at all with how intensely good she was making it all feel.
He had no access to any of his usually keen senses, so did not notice Vander maneuvering Cobra with him into a tree, the pair smirking down at the writhing Dragon Slayer, both knowing full well Cana was under that long black cloak that was steadily falling away as Cana kept shifting to work her dragons body.
He was such a big man, in every way too, but his skin, smooth, silky and he kept himself so very deliciously neat, she'd only had the pleasure of two other Boscan men in her experience and they had also been like this, so neatly kept, clean and healthy, neither though had been the beast Cristoff was...Gods this mans body...Cana was beside herself...nails dragging over rigged muscle that tightened under her touch her eyes feasting on every tanned and tattooed bit of him as she used every bit of skill she possessed to drive him mad, to see that body writhe, watched that broad chest heave as he gasped in breaths.
Oh just you wait gorgeous...I am going to rock your damn world when I finally get to have you… she thought.
Above them, Cobra had stopped watching, Vander had him pinned now bent back over the fork of two massive branches in the tree they were in, pants down and legs spread, the shadowquip gripping his ass with his long fingers as he took Cobras length into his throat and Cobra forgot all about Cana sucking off the Dragon Slayer below them, as much as he'd wanted to heckle them, interrupt them just as Cristoff was ready to cum, his mate, watching his brother writhe, when the cloak fell aside seeing Cana humming and so deeply enjoying working his brothers body had made him want Erik, not that it was hard to trigger Vanders sex drive, it always seemed to be humming and ready in the back ground.
So he'd suddenly grabbed Erik and slammed him in the notch between two large branches and kissed him, hand skillfully sliding between the Poison slayers legs while the other gripped a hard rounded cheek and Gods if his Dragon wasn't responsive, hard in seconds and ready for him he'd yanked the mans pants down and fallen on him, sucking the rigid length like a delicious popsicle and Erik had, like Cristoff was beneath them, sunken his claws into the bark of the tree, head falling back, eyes fluttering closed as Vander drew back sucking so hard Eriks mind couldn't work anymore until he reached the flared tip, drug his tongue over the sensitive flesh paying careful attention to the ultra sensitive slit at the end not wanting to miss any of the precum seeping from it, then his lips tightened and he plunged back down his length as he gripped Eriks ass and pulled his hip so he was thrusting into the shadowquips tight throat.
Below them Cana was doing much the same to the Lunar Slayer, both Dragons helpless under their mates attentions.
A short distance away Lucy was gaping at the scene in the tree and Laxus shifted her off his lap, trying his utmost damndest not to be turned on by either scene unfolding nearby and also deciding electrocuting the couple in the tree would not be productive nor helpful in their current situation no matter how tempting.
"Fuuuuck." Bickslow breathed on Lucys other side and she blushed crimson, dragging her eyes away, Gods had Vander meant to position Erik so all of them could so easily see exactly what he was doing to his mate?!
"Shit...scuse me...I don't think I should be in current company while I go handle the hard on this just gave me…" The Seith said and Lucys eyes flew wide, a little eep escaping her as she jerked away from the Seith, he was already moving off to thicker bushes though.
Freed was sitting smiling faintly watching the whole thing, he wasn't turned on by seeing those two, more than anything he was waiting, Romino was coming, and they were going to rescue Zen, and soon enough he would be pinning the elegant lavender haired Archive mage down just like that, having his way with Rominos tall wonderful body just as sinfully as Vander was enjoying Cobra in that tree or Cana was Cristoff beneath it. He wasn't jealous, he was happy for them, especially for Cana, Cristoff was a good man that would treat her like a treasure, and Freed had always liked Cana, it warmed his heart knowing she would never be alone again Cristoff would take care of her, would love her like she deserved...like he hoped Romino would one day love him.
Gods did he wanted Romino too...like nobody ever before...a stollen kiss had left Freed in the worst depression he'd ever endured after leaving Bosco, returning...having the handsome young lavender haired archive mage steal into his room that night shortly after they had come to the Pradesh home...it was burned into his memory as a turning point for his whole being.
Watching that man cross the bedroom after Freed had sat up in surprise at hearing the door close, he'd shed his shirt...suit jacket, eyes the color of the sky locked with his as the lights of the Grass Sea had flowed over him, shimmering in his silky hair.
"Freed…" He'd breathed raggedly "That kiss….please...please tell me it meant something because I've thought of little else…." He'd admitted and Freed had felt tears leave his eyes as he realized this man had felt all he had that night before he'd left Bosco all that time ago...and still did…
"It's haunted me...Gods help me I want you Romino…" He'd rasped out and the other man had rushed to the bed, tackled Freed back onto it and that whole night...that whole incredible night Freed had gotten all he'd wanted since he was young, every kiss, every touch...they had writhed against each other, whimpering into touches, kissing, biting thrusting, gasping and whispering endearments in a hundred languages, explored every part of each others bodies and Freed had screamed that wonderful name over and over through the night and his heart had soared every time his had been wrenched from the kiss swollen lips of the refined mage.
But he was Raijinshuu, Laxus depended so much on him and Evergreen had already left them for love...he couldn't leave Laxus, couldn't do that to the first love he'd ever had even if it had been almost entirely one sided, he had adored Laxus for so long even the stunning lavender haired man naked in his arms couldn't talk him away from Laxus' side but Romino was shrewd, and wanted Freed too much to push where his lover wouldn't bend, he wasn't willing to break something that meant so much to Freed.
So, after they had sex under the trees on the beach, he'd finally gotten Freed to agree they would keep seeing each other, they would work with the distance, and Kaleb had solved it for them, whenever Freed returned to the guild there was always a teleportation mage waiting to take him to wherever Romino was, many times right into an airship bridge where the Archive mage interfaced with the ships navigation and engines to allow the ship to "Phase jump" across massive distances. It was unconventional...but Romino was graceful, accommodating, patient...and had greeted Freed the last time he'd returned with rings and hammered gold chokers sitting by a paper and two pens, Arman Pradesh smiling a few feet away, ready to witness and file Rominos Promise to Freed and Freeds to Romino.
He looked down at the elegant rune covered gold band on his right hand, smiling...he was loved….adored...for who he was exactly as he was, his loyalty to Laxus left in place and respected and it had made him love his beautiful Archive mage all the more. When this was over...he prayed they would find Laxus' mate, because he would not leave the mans side until he knew someone was there who would care for him like he did, Laxus needed that, and for a time Freed had thought Lucy would be that...but he couldn't deny Lucy the precious and rare happiness she had found with Kaleb, so he would stay with his Thunder God, and he and Romino would continue as they were, and when it did happen, and he was free to give all he was to another, he would devote himself completely to his gorgeous promised...who loved him for who and what he was.
So he watched Vander and Cobra, saw Vander draw a body wrenching orgasm from the Poison slayer and smirked, looking forward to his next chance at seeing Romino helpless under his own hands.
Moments later he saw Laxus move swiftly away, muttering about needing to take a dip in the icy river nearby as Cristoff came undone for Cana.
Cana moaned as her dragon finally could hold out no more and with his body shivering, threw his head back, hips lifting into her, wood splintering between his fingers as he came, his heated release filling her throat and she took it all, swallowing him down greedily, Gods...men usually had such a bitter salted taste but Cristoff...minted moonlight...the texture was still something that no one could ever really enjoy, but she would be eagerly after more...especially with the added bonuses of watching this god-like body writhe under her ministrations.
She climbed back up his body, licking at the sweat she had brought over his skin, loving every heaving ragged breath, knowing she had reduced this man to this shuddering gasping mess, she had seen this gorgeous man to completion and left him smiling, head tipped back against the tree, shaking bark from his fingers as she sucked on the wolf over his right pec.
"Gods help me...what you do to me…." He breathed and she smiled, confidence rushing through her, he liked it...he really did...wasn't turned off by her boldness, wasn't shocked...no, those midnight eyes were brimming with nothing but affection and pleased surprise. He nodded upward and she froze,mouth falling open seeing Vander sitting back from between Cobras legs, wiping his mouth with his wrist.
"Fucking Voyeurs." She said and Cristoff laughed, covering his own mouth to keep himself quiet.
"You start sucking cock in the open and expect everyone else to what? Just sit and watch? Please...not when I have my own willing mate to play with." Vander purred down at her, resting his chin on Cobras naked hip looking down at her smirking, wine colored eyes lit with naughty humor.
Cana grinned back up at him "Imitation is fine flattery, I'm happy I could teach and inspire." She said and Vanders eyes narrowed.
"Teach? You think you could teach me how to suck a cock? Sister dear I've sucked more than you have, and I've made Sudehpah cuss and cum against their will." He returned.
"Aww, you're so cute thinking you've blown more men than I have, I've been focused, only dick, I haven't been distracted by pussy honey and I know you've fucked and eaten out plenty of that while me? All men...I'm specialized, a master of one not just good at everything." She said.
"Fucking hell Van…" Cobra growled as Vanders fingers, still wrapped around one of his ass cheeks dug in far harder than he'd meant them to. He snapped his dark red gaze back onto his mate, biting his lip as his gaze slid over that gorgeous now flacid cock resting between lean muscled thighs. "Sorry babe...pull your pants up, I need to talk with Cana…" He said, bending and kissing Cobras stomach before he vanished, reappearing right next to Cristoff, pushing right into Canas space, long fingers sliding through her hair as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.
"I'll bet you I can make mine pass out in an orgasm before you can get Cristoff to." He purred into her ear and both Cobra and Cristoff froze, their ears not missing the soft challenge purred into Canas ear.
"Oral only?" Cana demanded, a hand flashing up to grip the Shadowquips silky red streaked black hair and pulling him back to meet his dancing eyes.
"Of course." He agreed and Cana grinned, lunging forward and kissing the Shadowquip in a very hard, very Boscan acceptance of terms. While two dragon slayers growled over their action.
"Deal." Cana said and Vander grinned trailing a hand down Canas cheek and chuckling when Cristoff slapped his hand away.
"We'll see who the master is." Vander purred, and vanished again, curls of smoke and shadow playing over Cana and drawing another warning growl from Cristoff before Cobra who had just gotten his pants back up and was freeing himself from the crook between the branches when his mate reappeared, his substantial weight pressing him back into the tree.
Long fingers slid into his hair and teeth gripped his ear as that black leather clad body pressed into him and Cobra groaned helplessly, "Fuck Van…" He rasped, Gods he adored his mate but the shadowquip was just….so fucking good...so intensely good at setting his blood on fire.
"Baby, I'm going to be testing your endurance for a while…" He purred in Cobras ear and Cobra sucked in a shuddering breath, smirking, his clawed fingers gripping Vanders hips, slipping his thigh between Vanders and bucking it up into him, knowing how hard Vander got when he gave him a blowjob and making the shadowquip curse softly. "You mean I'm going to test your determination sexy, because I aint helping you win that bet you just made, you're earning that shit, this dragon doesn't pass out during sex. No matter how good you are with your tongue." He said.
"Oh? Are you challenging me too?" Vander asked, pulling back a brow up, his wine colored eyes dancing with wicked interest.
"Warning you, it's more likely gonna be you passing out first, before me or Cris do." He said and Vander grinned, eyes narrowing, shadows slithering under Cobras clothes making the slayer hiss.
"Challenge accepted." Vander breathed against his ear.
He'd just started to suck on that gold hoop, fully willing to get started right away on proving himself the master of sex he was sure he was when Vander froze, feeling a familiar pressence in his head.
"Enough fucking around, we're here, Dad's in no mood to wait for play, We have a plan, Thane and other Teleport mages will be dropping to the small team on the ground and everyone will start getting positioned, you'll feel your guild seal pulse and burn in a moment, it's so all of us can identify each other in the coming battle, you will feel White Sea mages magically different, be mindful and DO not use large spells unless told to and never toward a Guildmate, you'll have less than 20 minutes once we begin moving you to familiarize yourself with the altered magical signature of the guild seals so you can work and coordinate, anyone not so marked is considered a threat except for these two." Kalebs deep voice resonated in every single mind and images of Zen taken from Cana and Bacchus, also from Canas memory flooded every single mind.
"Those are the two we are rescuing, they're within Skysreach, and once we start moving you, you'll hit the targets fed to you either by my direction or Farron or Ambassador Pradesh who will be able to talk into your ears or through this mental link, you can also communicate mentally with anyone with a White Sea Guild Seal so coordinate with each other, all of you...Romell killed our people, has enslaved some of our own, do not hold back, show no mercy."
Lucy couldn't even breathe, she felt Kaleb...felt so much power...all of it his, familiar and as comforting as it was shocking in its scope.
A moment later Thane appeared by Cristoff and Cana and the pair disappeared. A gentler softer voice came to her
We wont see each other until this is finished my sunrise...be careful, and if you need me...call... it was Kaleb, a private message just for her even as he was coordinating, answering literally hundreds of questions, handling more than 200 mages.
Kaleb… she couldn't put it into words...it was more than words could handle, all she felt in that moment she pushed through her link to him and felt him respond, answer her with his own feelings, caressing along their link right into her heart, making warm wonderful promises and reassuring her. He believed in her, was sending her to fight because he didn't doubt she could at all, as much as she knew she meant to him, he trusted her abilities...her strength...and her heart tightened in her chest realizing it…
Kaleb was the first person, ever, to completely believe in her, and he was a master of a vast guild over thousands of powerful mages...She narrowed her eyes, Lokes key coming into her hand as she felt a soft hand touch her shoulder, immediately felt her guild seal burn as it flared with the one on the mage at her side,the man smiled at her, he was stunning, with blood red eyes and long black hair, the smile flashing large fangs too.
"I'm Lucy…" She said and the woman smiled "I'm Kittar, nice ta meet the masters Promised, feel the seal? Memorize it, make sure yer spirits know it, it will be what you'll sense from every White Sea mage as we fight, keep attacks from hittin them, be aware of where they are oui?" Kittar said in a distinct Encan accent and Lucy nodded, the mage watching her while she closed her eyes, reaching and wrapping herself around the feel of the strong magic signature of the guild seal, feeling another come up to them and glancing over to see Presca then Freed crouching by them.
Kittar watched them, Presca nodded first, already well comfortable with reading magical signatures, he wouldn't have an issue with this, when Freed and Lucy had nodded, Kittar smiled, lifting his deep red eyes toward the south. "Let's dance." the man said and they were pulled in by his magic, the thicket vanishing.
Cristoff had barely gotten his damn pants right when he and Cana were laying on the deck of the Aisipal at Kalebs feet.
His brothers Lavender eyes were glowing, radiant as his magic flowed and Cristoff drew a careful breath, reaching for Cana, the magic pressure around Kaleb was uncomfortable, Cristoff had fought alongside Kaleb in situations like this before, it was the only time there was no doubt why his brother was a Wizard Saint, while it didn't seem so, and few could feel it because Kaleb contained it so well, the scope of Kalebs power was immense, and when he was working like he was now, there was no hiding it, no protecting those around him from it.
"She needs a guild seal." Kaleb said and Cristoff nodded, accepting the stamp from Kaleb while Cana lay on the ground, gasping, shaking she had no resistance, too little strength to cope well being so close to Kaleb while he was using his magic on this level.
Cristoff looked into Canas wide eyes, pulling her to him and teleporting himself to the far side of the ship to give her a little relief, it wasn't much, Kalebs magic was everywhere, but it was better with a little distance, Cana gaped, looking back at the tall man in white leather and a long flowing white cloak, shimmering platinum blonde hair fell over broad shoulders and Cana stared...the sheer power had almost made it hard for her to fucking breathe!
"That...that's Kaleb? Your brother? Lucys boyfriend?!" She demanded in disbelief and Crsitoff smiled faintly nodding.
"There's no time for introductions, first, do you want to join White Sea?" He asked and Cana blinked, nodding dumbly, her mind all over, White Sea...it was the guild her friends were in now, the guild this man was in...the man she would...be with...if she said no…
If you say no you will be moved to the Saberfox, out of the fighting where you will wait for Cristoff to return...we won't throw you overboard or anything, but you will not fight or stay near Cristoff during the fight without a Guild seal, I am sorry to force the decision on you so suddenly and so fast, but it can't be helped, there is no time. Kalebs voice rang in her head and Cristoff was nodding, bending and kissing her, holding her tightly to him, his soothing hold the only thing keeping her grounded.
"I...yes...but I've got no cards...I...I'm no use…" She whispered miserably.
A hand touched her back and she jerked her head t the side, lifting her face from Cristoffs chest and meeting brilliant jade colored eyes.
"You will help me, be at my side my dear, Kaleb will link us, you've seen the inside of Skysreach, you are the greatest most important asset we have in this fight." He said, and she almost smiled, so soothed by the fluid way his voice reached her, by his warm smile, even as she felt magic radiating off of him as well.
"This is my father Cana, Arman...Dad...this is my mate...Cana." Cristoff said and the pride in his voice made Canas chest tighten.
Arman touched her cheek "Cana, I would wish we met under better circumstances but to me? This is one of the most wonderful days I've had in years...you are helping bring my son back to me...now...where do you want your guild seal my dear?" He asked and Cana pointed to her hip opposite the slave brand.
Cristoff dropped to a knee, lifting her shirt and pressing the seal to her skin, it tingled, then flared and burned making her hiss as the energy spell filled it, Cristoffs lips pressed into the seal, his magic flowing into her, soothing her, cooling the burn. When he pulled back Cana flung her arms around him, kissing him for all she was worth, feeling him about to leave her to go down for the fight and the thought terrified her.
He wrapped his arms around her, drinking in her kiss as he stood, lifting her right off her feet holding her against him, tongue sliding into her mouth, caressing hers and she drank it in, drank him in, all she could, so afraid, so incredibly afraid of him leaving her now she was almost frantic.
"Cristoff...it's all waiting...Gods...Cana...my dear...my son is entering that arena down there, we have no more time…" Armans voice was gentle, but firm and Cristoff set her on her feet, kissing her once more, holding her face in his hands and she gripped his shirt.
"Cristoff….I love you...Gods help me I already love you...come back…" She whimpered and Cristoffs own eyes brightened, a tear stealing down his face,he kissed her again hard "I love you two my perfect little mate...I'll be back for you...we'll spend weeks in bed together…" He vowed and she laughed bitterly.
"I'm gonna make you pass right the fuck out…" She choked out and he laughed, kissing her once more before stepping back out of her grasp. "You'll try." He winked and in a flash of silver, he was gone, and Armans arms were around her, the Ambassador leading her away to where he and Farron were working their parts, the link to her coming into place immediately, Kaleb knowing his father would be able to soothe the weeping woman and bring her to where she could help them, he hadn't been wrong, Cana was a major part of this whole thing, her knowledge of the interior of Skysreach was crucial.
Below the city started to shudder as mages appeared out of nowhere, buildings blasted to dust, disappearing or getting vaporized in an instant, beasts turning on everyone near them, screams started to rise into the air as White Sea crashed over Romell and the only people unaware in the next moments were those in Skysreach where the screaming crowds were deafening as the Dark Eagle strode into the ring….