sorry for the semi-long wait in between this chapter and last! I had a little bit of trouble getting through the second half of this chapter, but I do hope that the content makes up for it. :) :) (p.s. this is over 6200 words! XD)

(RAO HYUGA 18) GOOD! I'm really glad you liked the chapter, I wondered if things were kind of moving fast but... when I write, I go with the flow, and that's where it took them lol. and I'm not even sure what's going to happen between them next either. I'm just here for the ride lol

Chapter Thirty-Four

"Well, that turned out better than expected," Laxus said, standing from the bench and stretching his legs. He didn't really know what he expected in terms of the talisman. He was unsure if either one of them was still going to be hostile or get violent, but the fact that they were willing to listen to reason gave him hope that things were going to work out.

It sucked, though, that the goblin had to go through that. It was baffling to him that he had possession of that thing for twenty years and he hadn't been killed sooner. For his own father to do such a thing… 'I'd probably lose my mind, too.' But this only created more problems. There was a demon actively trying to escape from the Underworld, and what seemed to be a pretty powerful demon, at that. Who's to say he wouldn't find his way out on his own?

"Yeah, I guess it did." Lucy mimicked his actions and stood from the bench to stretch. "I was honestly expecting a big fight, but Levy's always been kind of reasonable."

"I'm glad she gave us the time of day," the angel ran a hand through his hair. "But I'm not glad we have to wait."

"Hey, at least they know the truth," the blonde said, latching onto Laxus' arm. "We know they won't let it fall into the wrong hands. I mean, he was able to keep it for almost two decades without losing it… aside from her taking it from him."

"What an odd match, huh?" He asked, taking a stroll in no particular direction. What would he do with this new free time?

"I know, right?! They were all over each other!" Lucy hadn't seen Levy be this in tune with anyone, not even Freed! They'd communicated and meshed well as if they'd known each other their entire lives! How would things have been if they'd met while they were both still alive?

"It was a bit too much, if you ask me," Laxus rolled his eyes, almost nauseated from the thought of those two being all lovey-dovey. "Even the pairing is off. I mean, a goblin and an angel? What's the likelihood of that happening?"

"I think they're cute," Lucy gushed, hoping to be able to see them be all cute again. Since he convinced her to listen to them, maybe he could convince her to let the wall around her heart down and rekindle their friendship. "He's a little scary, but she doesn't seem to think so."

"Tch." Another hand found its way through his hair again. "Same thing with Ever! She ran off to be with some Shifter in the spirit world a couple of years after Bix left!"

"Well, what about you?" Lucy asked, looking up at her annoyed angel. "You're an angel with a human. How's that any different?"

"…whatever."

Why was he so bothered? He'd been searching for months for the talisman in the hopes that he could convince the goblin to listen to reason. On his journey, he and Lucy became one, he fought one of his comrades, he was able to easily find the talisman, and on top of that, there was an actual angel that was paired up with him. No ordinary angel, either. This particular one had one of the biggest grudges toward the Fallen he'd ever heard of… though, he couldn't say it wasn't justified.

What about that annoyed him? He made so much progress in his endeavor, now he just had to wait. Was that it? No, it wasn't as if he hated waiting. He usually spent all of his time focusing on a project or task, so he wasn't really sure what to do when he had free time. He'd been sort of consumed by this whole thing for a while, so what was he to do, now? He was only told to wait a couple of days, but that was still enough to drive him mad. He had to busy himself.

"You got anything you wanna do?" He asked out of the blue, breaking the silence.

"Eh?" Lucy looked up at him, confused. "What do you mean?"

"Like, what's something you've wanted to do or see, but never got a chance to?" Perhaps he could fulfill one of her wants while they waited. 'She'd appreciate that.'

"Hm," she put a thumb to her chin in thought, thinking of all the places she wanted to go years ago. "You've kinda taken me all over, so I've seen pretty much all I've wanted to see…"

"Really?" He scoffed, finding that hard to believe. "You're telling me, you've been everywhere you've ever wanted to go in the handful of months we've been together?"

"Well…" Lucy blushed, not disliking at all this side of Laxus. She wasn't too sure if he was just offering just to offer at first, but the more he coaxed her into coming up with a place, the more she understood that he genuinely wanted to take her somewhere. "I guess I have always wanted to go to a really nice beach."

"A beach, huh?" Surprisingly enough, Laxus knew the perfect, secluded place. He hadn't been there in years, himself, so it should be a nice breather and a perfect escape from this gloomy weather. Maybe she could teach him how to relax.

"E-Excuse me!"

The two turned around to find a woman with long, almost navy-blue hair and eyes to match trying to get their attention. She wore a long dark blue coat with white fur along the edges along with a matching beanie and long tan boots. She seemed nervous, but more hopeful than anything.

'What the hell?' Laxus was extremely confused. This woman… she wasn't human. Who was she? Was she after the talisman? 'No,' she gave off a… familiar vibe. Why? She wasn't an evil being as far as he could tell, nor did she seem to have any negative intentions toward them. What did she want?

"S-Sorry to bother you guys," the woman said timidly. "Do you mind if we talk for a bit? I'll explain everything."

"Explain what?" Lucy asked, completely lost. What was happening?

"This will be super quick, I promise!" The woman pleaded, almost desperately. "I have no ill will."

"What is it?" Laxus asked, getting impatient.

"Well, uh," the woman started, looking down at her feet nervously. "I'm looking for my brother, and… I think you guys were talking to him just a little bit ago."

Laxus looked at Lucy, who appeared to be as baffled as he was; things just kept getting weirder and weirder. Of course, their curiosity urged them to speak with the woman, so he opted in finding a place where Lucy could eat while they spoke before he took her to one of his favorite beaches.

"So, that goblin is your brother?"

Laxus and Lucy sat at a large wooden table across from the woman, who seemed to have relaxed a bit since they sat down. Why was she so nervous? Granted, this was a weird situation, and everything was happening all at once, but they wouldn't bite. Didn't he say his family was killed? So, what was she reborn as? She was really good at masking her energy, whatever she was.

"Yes," the blue-haired woman nodded, fiddling with her hands. "I'm sorry if he caused you two any issues. Junior can be quite the troublemaker."

Laxus snorted. 'Junior?' With the hatred he had for his father, it was a shame he had to be named after him. 'That sucks.' It wasn't his fault, though. "He didn't make any trouble."

"I think he was just misunderstood," she said solemnly.

"Why don't you just go to him directly?" Laxus asked, leaning back in his seat and resting his arm on the back of Lucy's chair.

"We didn't really get along well," the woman replied, staring through the window. With the way the clouds looked, she wouldn't be surprised if it rained soon. "I wanted to find him and talk to him, but every time I get close to him, I chicken out!"

"So, you approached us because…?" He wasn't really trying to be crass, but he was curious what they had to do with it.

"Laxus!" Lucy elbowed him in the side. "Don't be rude!"

"No, no," the woman waved her hands frantically. "It's okay! I just figured you'd be able to tell me if he's… angry."

"We barely know the guy," Laxus shrugged, wondering what it was she wanted to know. Angry at what? "This is the first time we talked to him. We don't know what he'd be angry for."

"Aside from his dad," Lucy chimed in, wanting to add that crucial piece to the story.

"At that point, I think angry was an understatement," Laxus remembered the temper he had not too long ago when he learned the truth about his father. "It's more of a… burning hatred and a will to kill. I wouldn't be surprised if he went back down there."

Lucy looked up in confusion. "You could see all that?"

"Yeah, it was clear as day! He punched a hole through a tree, Lu," he said, his mind reenacting the memory. He had to hand it to him; he was quite strong, and that angel was stronger. Those were two beings he definitely didn't want as enemies.

"Hatred?" The woman was confused. Junior loved his father! To the point where he cast his entire family aside in hopes of his return! There's no way he hated Dad! Unless… he finally saw what was real? Was there a reason for her to even show her face? "That's actually why I need to get in contact with him, but I'm not sure he wants to see me. There wasn't really a time where we were cordial, so I get nervous when it comes to meeting him."

"I still think it would be better to hear it from him directly," Laxus said, trying to avoid going through the motions again. He knew she was trying to get whatever information she could from them, but he couldn't really get a good enough read on this girl to want to tell her anything. It was clear that they were related, so who better to hear it from than the source?

"What about the girl that was with him?" She didn't seem like a threat, and from what she saw, she seemed to be really close to her brother.

"Oh, Levy?" Lucy asked, perking up at the thought of her old friend. But… how could she answer that question? What were they to each other? "She's cool, but she has a thing against all fallen angels. I'm not sure if they're together or not but they're really close."

"I don't think my brother would keep someone that wasn't a good person next to him," the woman smiled softly. Junior was passionate. Even though his hopes were placed in the wrong person, he did it out of love. All he wanted was his family to be an actual family again.

"Our parents… played favorites," she began, venting to whoever would listen. "Dad picked him because he was the only boy and he looked just like him. Mom gave him his name as a good gesture… she tried to see the light in Dad, but… Anyway, I turned out to be Mom's favorite, and our older sister, Anna, she… she turned out to be more on Junior's side. She looked after him as he grew up, trying to keep him out of trouble, but he was upset. He missed Dad; we all did."

She didn't know why she told these two all that, but it felt nice to have someone to speak to about it. She looked vacantly through the window again, 'damnit.' It was beginning to rain again like it always did wherever she went. Was she ever going to be happy? "I'm sorry. I guess I should get going."

"No worries!" Lucy understood what it was like to finally be able to vent, and it was interesting getting a small look inside the goblin's life as a human. He grew up with all women for the majority of his life, so it made sense as to how he could be so in tune with Levy.

"Yeah, don't worry about it," Laxus said, kind of feeling bad for him. He only hoped he'd live his afterlife happily, however that may be.

"This might be a long shot, but do you guys think he'll talk to me?" The woman asked, standing from the table.

Laxus and Lucy exchanged looks, both thinking the same thing. As long as Levy was with him, anything was possible.

"Give it a shot," Laxus said with a wave of his hand. "I think you'll luck out."

"And don't worry about Levy, she's really nice." Lucy followed her statement with a heartwarming smile. "Oh, I don't think we got your name."

"Juvia," she answered, extending a hand. "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself! And you are?"

The blonde shook her hand warmly. "Lucy."

"Laxus," he said, now his turn to shake the mysterious woman's hand. He wanted to ask a question, but he was unsure of how to phrase it without sounding ill-mannered. "And if you don't mind me asking, how are you so good at hiding your energy?"

"Oh, you could tell?" Juvia was taken aback; she was sure she made it so she blended in with humans, but this fallen angel appeared to be brighter than most. That, or she didn't quite have a hang of it like she thought she did.

"I knew the moment I looked at you," he leaned forward, putting his elbows on the table and clasping his hands together, almost wanting to ask her about her technique. To the idiots at the bunker, she'd pass as a human, but to the more observant eye... "And the more I thought to myself 'there's something off about her', the more I noticed it. You've got this intense amount of energy concentrated in a ball and it's almost completely hidden. I'm curious."

Lucy's eyes widened, shifting to frown at his boldness. How could he be so straightforward like that? "I'm sorry, Laxus can be a bit nosy sometimes! He doesn't mean any harm!"

"It's okay," Juvia smiled. She was glad it was brought to her attention, anyway. These people seemed to be good beings, and she could tell quickly that he wasn't like the rest of the fallen angels. Not to mention, he seemed to have snagged himself a pretty human girl, so he must not be that bad. "It took a lot of patience and meditation. Maybe I'll teach you one day."

"I'll have to take you up on that," he replied, wondering if he and Lucy just made a friend.

"Well, off I go to the spirit world," the blue-haired woman said as she adjusted her hat and coat. "He's got a place there, so I'm going to try that first. Wish me luck!"

Juvia waved them goodbye and stepped outside; the rain just didn't seem to be letting up! 'As usual.' She dug around in her pocket for her phone, smiling at the picture on the cracked screen. It was an old photo of her and her two siblings, taken before the fallout. If anything, she felt like the odd one out. She was the only one who looked like Mom, while Junior and Anna took after Dad. She and Mom were the only ones with blue hair, and they were the only ones on the smaller side. 'I may be small, but I'm strong now, Mom.'

The rain began to thin out.

She looked up at the sky, the clouds beginning to spread lightly as the sun shone rays through the cracks in the grey sky. Why was the rain stopping? In over a year, she hadn't seen the beauty of Earth's blue atmosphere or felt the warmth of this world's sun. It was always dreary and colorless with rain threatening to fall at any moment, so why was she seeing it now? She turned around to lay her eyes upon the most beautiful person she'd ever seen in her entire life, before and after. He had messy, dark hair and low, intriguing eyes, and even though he wore a long jacket, she could tell he was built underneath.

Who was he?

"Oh, hey," Lucy said, glancing through the window. "The sun's coming out."

"Geez, this weather's unpredictable," Laxus sighed, ready to just get out of there; it was one thing after another and he just wanted to clear his head for once while he had the time. He looked over at the blonde next to him, who seemed to be lost in her thoughts. "You ready to go see the beach?"

She looked over and met a handsome face, instantly getting lost in his sea-blue eyes. Was that why she wanted to see the water again? Because it reminded her of his eyes? Or did she just find solace in wanting to be somewhere peaceful with him, his presence? With everything going on, she could hardly tell up from down. She was also pretty sure he was feeling antsy; he was in a lull with nothing to do but wait and he didn't really like waiting.

She smiled and nodded before he returned her grin and snatched her up, surrounded by sunny warmth, blue skies, and a cool breeze before she knew it. Her mouth dropped in awe; she'd never seen water that clear before! And the soft sand between her toes was a pretty shade of blush pink! Places like this really existed?

Laxus couldn't help but watch her lose her mind over what he considered to be something simple. He always thought it was cute how the little things amazed her and he was glad to be the one to share this experience with her, especially since he saw how happy it made her. 'I don't think I've ever seen her this giddy.' He sat in the sand with his legs extended and his hands propping his upper body up behind him, just analyzing her every movement, her every expression, committing her very being to his memory.

She frolicked playfully, eventually shedding her leggings and finding herself in those crystal clear waters. They were in a different part of the world now, so it was morning there, and she looked so beautiful in that rising sun. Her skin glistened and her now wet shirt clung to her body flatteringly. How did he manage to land her?

"Laxus!" Lucy called from a distance. "The sand is pink! The water is so clear! Everything is beautiful here!"

"I'm glad you like it," he said with a chuckle.

"I love it! But I'd love it a little more if you came over here with me," she said slyly, curling her index finger in a 'come here' motion.

He stood, removing the majority of his clothes until he was in his boxers. In a few large strides, he was in the water with her in his arms. She splashed him and caught him off guard, causing him to let her go and stumble back a few steps. He grinned when she hopped through the water, making him put in the effort to capture her. Why hadn't he brought her here sooner?

He watched her pause and look around for signs of others, and that's why he made sure to bring her to the hidden part of the beach, where most of it was hidden away by thick, short palm trees. "Go ahead, get comfortable. There's no one else here."

"Are you trying to seduce me?" She asked flirtatiously, pulling on the bottom of her soaked shirt in a teasing manner.

"No," he closed the distance between them, effortlessly lifting her wet shirt from her body. "If anything it's you seducing me with your top clinging to you like that."

"Maybe," she giggled, dragging a finger down his chest before running off through the water again, their game of cat and mouse continuing for a few minutes.

He had to say, this whole 'relaxing' thing was pretty nice, and the best part about it was the fact that his island was only a few hundred miles away, so he could just take them there when she was tired of the beach. He caught up to her as she slowed down, sneaking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her body in a bear hug. Both lost in their thoughts and the charm of the sea as they relished in each other's presence.

"Do you think he'll talk to her?" Lucy broke the silence, her mind going back to the conversation with their unexpected new friend. 'Juvia… What a pretty name.'

"I dunno, most likely." He wanted to get his mind off everything that happened not too long ago. He just figured out how to relax; the last thing he wanted was to relive the things that would ruin his temporary peace. "But don't think about that right now."

He squeezed and picked her up, walking her back to the sand as she flailed her legs, her squealing and joyous laughter like music to his ears. Laying her on her back, he plopped down on top of her, laying in between her legs with his cheek pressed against her stomach and his hands cupping each of her large breasts.

"You should take this off," he mumbled, lifting his head and resting his chin on her tummy as he fondled her chest. His steely blue eyes haze over with a deep yearning as he kneaded, the thin fabric covering them getting in his way.

"Take it off for me."

Words he didn't need to hear twice. In the blink of an eye, her bra vanished, his bare hands warm against cool, velvety skin. He pulled and twisted hardened nubs gently, inching his way up until a hand was replaced with his mouth. He knew he was doing something right when she shuddered at each flick of his tongue and moaned lightly, her fingers finding their way into his hair.

He loved these intimate moments with her, and any affection she'd give, he'd gladly take. He lifted his head to take in her beauty and the way the pink sand complimented her smooth, flushed skin. He grinned, taking note of the whirlpool of lust forming behind needy brown eyes before trailing his lips up her neck to capture hers in a passionate kiss, once again being enraptured by bliss.

Soft kisses turned messy, their tongues battling for dominance as he tucked his arms under hers and held onto her shoulders, absolutely loving the way she shuddered when he pressed his body against hers. His tongue dragged a wet trail across her jawbone and up to her earlobe, savoring the salty-sweet flavor of her. Immediately and intensely, he felt a deep need to be inside of her again, to hear the way she'd whisper his name in that breathy voice… a voice he got the pleasure of indulging in only when he was deep within her.

"Lu…"

Her name rolled off his tongue in a manner that made her arch into him inadvertently, her nails dragging gently down his wide back. She hooked her legs around his waist comfortably, clutching on to his entire body as he ground into her. The sand was soft against her back and he was just as gentle and sweet as he was in their past few encounters. She was content.

Her heady actions and her obvious mutual desire charged him, again grinding his firmness into her pelvis to draw delectable music from her vocal cords until he heard what he wanted to hear: his name as a praise coming from the tip of her tongue and into his ear. He wanted her right then and there. Why was he so impatient? Usually, he'd tease and rile her up, bringing her almost to the brink of no return before guiding her back down until she was a whimpering mess, but this time? He didn't want to wait.

His boxers disappeared, followed by her panties, bringing forth a sharp gasp and soft whine when she felt the length of him bare against her heated slit. She thrust her hips up, her mind reeling from the hardness that pressed into her, scraping her nails into his back again when he responded with his own deep moan.

He sucked a spot onto the sensitive flesh of her neck, feeling her body turn to putty. 'Right where I want her,' pliant and willing—no, eager to bend to his will, to take whatever he had to offer at any given moment. Her body went limp, her legs loosely around him as he pushed against her yet again until she was practically begging for him to enter her.

"Lax…"

Her voice almost took on that breathy tone he craved to hear, driving him crazy. All of it, the way her breasts felt pressed tightly against his chest, the way her fingers left their marks on his back, the way she wrapped her legs around him to pull him closer… all of it was divine. But before he could give her what she wanted, he needed her to say it… even though the actions were all there… even though her body screamed she wanted him, he still wanted that pretty little voice to beg for him.

"Lax… please," her voice was but a soft whine as she pulled him more into her, as if it were even possible for their bodies to be any closer than they were. Her mind clouded over with foggy desire, knowing exactly what he wanted when he ground into her for the umpteenth time. "Give it to me."

A moan ripped through his body and into hers like they were one before he sucked another spot on her neck. Should he make her say it again, make her beg for it like he always wanted? Or should he just give in to his carnal need to claim her? 'Ah…' He nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent as he raised his hips just enough to position himself in front of her entrance, already slick and waiting to be filled with him.

Her breath hitched and her legs tightened around him, pulling him in at her pace and when he shoved… or more like fell into her, she couldn't hold back a scream. How extraordinarily delicious he felt inside of her! As if she were a warm, wet glove made specifically for him! She choked out half whimpers, half whines as he prolonged his stillness, her walls clenching around his length and urging him to move.

Laxus let loose a guttural groan as the little minx beneath him pulled him into her sopping core. He wanted to tease her just a bit more, but clearly, she wasn't having any of that- which was fine with him, it only meant he'd feel pleasure faster, too… pleasure that was almost overwhelming. Was she even allowed to feel as good as she did? He stayed still, enjoying the tight wetness along with the feeling of her gripping his manhood.

That delicate voice called out his name over and over in a plea to get him to move, her limbs grasping and pulling as she wiggled around. Any movement she gained gave her tiny bursts of pleasure while his dick grazed every inch of her, soft mewls tumbling from her lips. Why must he torture her so?

"Lax… please," she cried out, digging her nails into his back and grinding her hips up, hanging onto any sensation she could get.

Man, he sure loved it when she begged, how her voice would raise a pitch or two in octave, shaky with need and anticipation, how her walls literally trembled around his girth. He stirred his hips, knowing, just knowing he was touching that spot, that spot that made her quiver and writhe in his arms. He switched into a slow, slight grind, now at this point teasing himself while he pressed kisses into the junction of her neck and collarbone. "I love you, Lu."

He pulled out almost all the way until the tip of his dick was just barely penetrating her, pausing again to lift his head from the crook of her neck and take her lips in another kiss before slamming back into her. He held tightly onto her shoulders while keeping a steady pace within her, swallowing her cries of ecstasy. His pride soared hearing the noises he was able to elicit from her and the reactions her body gave was enough to make him lose his mind. "You're all mine…"

Her body and mind turned to mush when he finally gave her what she wanted, her arms clinging on to him with all her might to keep him from stopping again, to keep him from denying them both that inebriating pleasure they both longed for. They rocked, the sounds of her whines and his groans ringing sweetly in their ears with each push, each thrust, each graze of that spot that made her unwind. "Oh, Lax…! Yes!"

He removed his arms from under her, lifting himself a few inches off of her while never leaving her wet cavern, the sudden change in movement causing her to release her hold on him. He pinned her hands down on either side of her head, intertwining their fingers as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into her, licking his way from her collarbone to her breasts… those pink nipples perky and just begging for his attention.

Without him being pressed against her, she was able to arch her back into him as he attacked her chest, getting goosebumps with every suck, every nibble, every swipe of his tongue. "Laxus~" She wanted to touch him, for her fingers to roam the firm planes of his chest, but he had her hands in his and unable to move them while he continued his ministrations.

How he loved her soft mounds, the way the pillowy flesh of them fit around him when he shoved his face between them, and how full and large they were. He knew she loved the things he did to them as well, given the responses he'd get every time he indulged. He released her hands, grabbing one while sucking on the other and letting low reverberation tear through his body and vibrate through hers as he kept his strokes long and persistent inside her. Releasing a breast from his mouth with a pop, he smiled down at her under lidded eyes before straightening himself so that he was upright on his knees with her legs resting on his shoulders.

She could do nothing but stare at her angel with lust and appreciation; he looked magnificent towering over her like he was, his abs and chest slick with sweat, the way his muscles flexed when he dragged that hand through his hair, his piercing blue eyes that matched the clear water that surrounded him. Not to mention the fact that he was only halfway inside her… for now. She whined and dragged a few digits down his chest as he grinned at her lasciviously.

He put his hands around her ankles and pushed deeply, just barely brushing that spot he knew would get her to scream his name. "Is this what you want?" Because he knew how and was ready to give it to her. He watched her nod frantically, silently begging for him to give her that sweet release she needed. Sliding his hands down her legs, he held the back of her knees and pushed them down so they were almost flush against her chest, sliding in to the hilt. "Fuck…" She was so damn flexible- which was good to know for the future.

He looked down, taking in the most erotic view he'd honestly ever seen. He pulled out, all the way to the tip and sunk slowly back into her, just seeing her nether lips stretch and pull around him accommodatingly. It was his turn to shudder with pleasure watching her take his entire length effortlessly and being able to see and hear how wet she was for him… well, all he could really say is that she'd put the ocean to shame. His pace increased, plunging in and out of her with gaping, even strokes that pushed them both close to their edge.

Lucy didn't even know her legs could bend that way! That was the only coherent thought she had before he dove into her delightfully, feeling each and every single thrum and inch of his shaft. He hummed low as if just the sight of their joining was enough to satisfy him for ages… they both knew that wasn't true; he needed more. When his pace quickened, she couldn't help but cry out his name in broken syllables with how deep he was reaching. "Lax…us… God… Yes!"

He grunted in appreciation of her praise, his large hands sliding down the base of her thighs and moving his fingers to spread her open in an illusion of thinking it'll make him go deeper… when in reality, he was already just about grazing her womb. He took his thumb and licked it before circling her clit lightly, not expecting such a great reaction from his blonde beauty. She clenched and sputtered his name in an unexpected haze, her whimpering turning into almost sobs. She was close, and he could tell.

"So close, so quick, huh?" He muttered, continuing his assault on her intimate parts until she was on that brink of no return. He pushed in until he was completely encapsulated by her, his will almost breaking when she pouted for him to let her cum.

She ground her hips into him; she was so close, just a little more! If she could reach just a bit closer…! Why was he stopping?! "Don't… stop…" Her voice was airy, laden with heat as her hands went to pull his hips into her as much as she could. "Please…"

She was needy, so very needy and it made him happy, elated, even. He hadn't felt this needed in a very long time, and it was genuine, it was fresh. He unfolded her legs- which he knew she was grateful for, and put her feet flat on the sand so her knees were up and her legs were resting open comfortably. Leaning down, he put his forehead against hers as a hand snaked its way up to her jaw, holding it firmly. She panted against him as he used deep-seated thrusts to draw out more of her ragged breaths. "Together… we'll cum together…"

He kissed her fervidly before sitting upright again, his hands swiftly clutching her slim waist right as he started driving into her rapidly. It was her name on his lips this time. Everything was perfect; she felt so damn amazing and she took him easily. She held onto his forearms, her nails digging into his skin while she screamed in pure ecstasy and it spurred him on.

The only thing she could do in that moment was beg for her release, their release. She remembered there was nothing more exhilarating than the feeling of him filling her up and chasing that feeling was the only thing she cared about. Moisture prickled the corners of her eyes as he gripped her waist tighter and lifted her hips, the new angling bringing forth a sharp cry and causing her toes to curl and her eyes to roll slightly.

He yanked her down onto him repeatedly, his pace increasing by the second. She was begging for it, and the way she was clenching around him let him know that he hit the sweet spot when he raised her hips off the sand. He looked down; she was going to reach her climax at any moment, her face said it all. She was so beautiful, the view of her flushed face and the rigorous bouncing of her tits as he reached the deepest parts of her was enough to make him burst right then and there. "Lu…" He shuddered slightly, the urge to peak creeping up on him. "You ready for me?"

Before she could get the chance to reply, her orgasm suddenly overtook her, and the way her body convulsed and the way she choked out his name in that broken voice sent him into his own. She got so much tighter, so much wetter as he buried himself deeply with a grunt, pushing gently with every pulse of his throbbing dick. Her walls squeezed around him as if trying to help relieve his pressure by taking every last drop of him… a notion he appreciated greatly.

He eased her down from her high, rubbing her hips soothingly while they caught their breath. As soon as her breathing evened out, he'd deftly hoisted her up and sat back on his knees so that she was sitting in his lap, all the while staying within her. The movement elicited a soft whimper, to which he replied with a hum of satisfaction. He met her gorgeous, brown, still-glossy eyes, grinning at the effect he had on her. "You okay?"

She nodded softly, throwing her arms around his shoulders and burrowing her face into his neck. She was more than okay; she was completely and one hundred percent content and satisfied, and she could only allow herself to feel this way when she was in his arms.

"I love you too, Lax."