BlackLynx17: Hello, happy mother's day.

Title: Love At First Sight

Secret Title: Pirate Love

Summary: Wendy is a princess forced to be married at the age of 18. It wouldn't be a problem for her if she had fallen in love with her fiance, but alas fate is not too kind. Determined to runaway to chose her own love, she runs into a nice man who rescues her from her guards. Thinking this man is her one true love, she decides to escape with him. She had no idea that her true love was a no good pirate.

Chapter Forty-Three

Chocolate Fun

"Hey, do you know what's up with my wife?" Mest asks Natsu.

Natsu looks up from his plate and peeks over to where the girls are huddled together. He spots Lucy peeking at him and wink, which makes him a little curious on why she did that, and then sees Wendy turn her head and giggle.

"I don't think it's just your wife Cap, all the girls are being weird." Natsu tells him.

Mest frowns and looks behind him again. His little wife has been strange for the past two days. She's been giggling whenever he walks past her, and at night in bed all she's been wanting to do is cuddle and kiss. Not that there's anything wrong with it... it's just strange for his wife. The last time she acted this weird they got drunk and ended up having rough sex.

"Should we be worried?" Natsu asks.

Mest turns back to his plate and shrugs, "I know I should with Wendy being my wife, I don't know about you though."

"Nah, I think I'm good. Good luck to you though Captain. Hopefully she has something nice planned and is happy for you."

He tries to remember if there was anything he did that would upset his little wife... but he can't think of anything. He's been having fun with her lately. At the last town they stopped at he bought her a whole bunch of new clothes and books, bought her all the food she wanted, gave her his last jerky biscuits last night for dinner...

"I should be good," Mest concludes.

Maybe she's just being silly; she is still pretty young and girls like to giggle and laugh about nothing. It wouldn't be the first time she's been like that and he's sure it won't be the last.

"Now, now Wendy, are you sure this is going to be a good idea? Do you remember what happened last time you tried tying him up?" Mirajane asks softly.

Wendy grimaces a little, "yeah, but this time it'll be more fun. Plus I'll know what I'm doing now. I think everything will be okay."

Mirajane sighs as she reaches out to stroke her hair behind her ear, "alright, if you say so. I just don't want anything like last time to happen again. I think we can all agree that it was the worse we've seen our captain and you Wendy."

"Yeah Wendy, Mest looked like a sad little puppy. Have him come out with the brightest smile on his face this time around," Lisanna giggles and winks at her.

"And please, please, don't tell him we are involved... again. You really think we would learn our lessons girls," Lucy shakes her head.

"I know, but we're all in this together. Of course Fairy Tail looks after their own, but the Fairy Girls have to definitely look after each other. We're like this," Levy smiles, crossing her fingers together.

"Yeah, yeah, alright then. Here you are Wendy. Just like last time, I have an extra key in case you lose yours. I'll try to not be busy tonight if you're going to do it then so I'll be able to help you if, heaven forbid, something goes wrong." Lucy says holding up a leather bag towards her.

"Thanks Lucy! I think we'll be good, but it's always nice to be prepared," Wendy smiles, taking it from her.

She unties the bag and looks inside, seeing a pair of handcuffs and a key inside. Sure Mest told her to never do it again, but he didn't really mean it... she hopes. She wants to have more fun and be more adventurous and she knows Mest will love it if she loves it.

"Mira?" Wendy calls looking over to her.

"Here you are Wendy. Make sure you tell all of us girls how it is tomorrow. Might give us a few ideas," Mirajane giggles handing her a glass jar.

Wendy's cheek flusters as she takes it, "I... I... I won't tell you all the details, but I will tell you if it was nice or not."

Everyone starts laughing and Wendy touches her cheeks, shaking her head lightly. She thought it would be easier the more she talked to her friends about this... but it's never easier. It's always embarrassing and she thinks it will always be embarrassing.

"Mest?"

Mest finishes taking off his shirt and hums in response. It's late at night, time to go to bed, and he's ready to hit the hay.

"Um..."

He looks up as he unties the string to his pants, dropping them down and stepping out of them. His wife is sitting on the bed in the new nightgown he got her at their last stop, a see through soft blue silky gown stopping just to her ankles. He's sure she's supposed to wear a coat over it, or something under it, but he doesn't complain as he has the perfect view of her breasts and nipples, and her cute little underwear. This has to be his second favorite outfit, the first one being her in just his shirt and boxers.

"What's up wife?"

Wendy looks up at him, nibbling on her bottom lip as her cheeks fluster a little. Immediately Mest knows what that means and he gets a little bit too happy, his member throbbing against his boxers. He was hoping that tonight something would happen; not that he didn't like cuddling, but it's hard to resist her body when it's pressed up against him at night.

"Er... do you think-? Hmm... I don't know if I should ask you or just do it." She tells him honestly.

Mest raises an eyebrow as he walks over the bed, "you know you can always talk to me about anything."

Wendy looks up and smiles at him softly, "you promise not to say no?"

Uh oh... he doesn't like the sound of that, "I promise to keep an open mind about it."

Her smile falls down into a pout. Mest groans and rubs the back of his head.

"Will I like it? Or is it more for you?"

"Ah- everything I do I do for us Mest."

He snorts, "yeah, like when you wanted to live out Erza's erotic books."

"Hey! You enjoyed that! Don't you lie! You loved fucking me rough!"

Mest's face flusters, "I'm not saying I didn't."

"So it was for both of us, and I think we can both agree that a little roughness after a long time of love making feels absolutely fantastic."

He groans and covers his face, "okay Wendy."

Wendy huffs and nods her head, "good, as we were talking before. Yes I think you will love it... but you won't at first."

"It isn't another idea from Erza's books, right?"

"No, I kind of thought of this on my own."

Mest looks at her and sighs. Like he could ever deny his little wife anything.

"Alright then. Okay. What do you want me to do?"

Wendy squeals as he gives into her and claps her hands. She quickly moves around and grabs his arm, pulling him onto the bed completely and lying him down. She grabs his hands and raises them above his head before leaning over the bed and digging around underneath for a bag.

"Why do I already have a bad feeling about this?" Mest asks as she goes back to straddling him.

"Because you're correct, but remember, you love me and you'll love this. Now close your eyes."

"Wendy," Mest warns.

He knows what's about to happen, but he still hopes that it won't be true and that she is smart enough to learn her lesson as he closes his eyes. Turns out she's not as he feels the cold cuffs go around his wrists and tie him to the bed.

"Now Mest, don't be mad. Trust me, you trust your wife, remember?" She asks softly.

Mest opens his eyes and begins to glare... but his face softens as he sees her smile. He tugs at his hands and yup, he's stuck here... again.

"If you have a problem say Happy and I'll stop immediately, okay?"

At least she's giving him a way out, "alright Wendy, so... what're you going to do to me this time? I'm happy you let me get undressed first. I don't think I could have handled you with a knife cutting my clothes off again."

Wendy giggles as she pulls out a jar from her bag, discarding the bag on the floor. Mest's face scrunches together as he sees something ugly and brown inside of it.

"What's that?" He asks.

Wendy giggles as she unscrews the lid, "my favorite."

She dips her finger inside of it and brings it over to his lips. Mest sniff, it smells really sweet, and licks her finger once. He immediately recognizes the taste and sucks on her finger, licking it all off.

"Chocolate," he says.

Wendy nods her head up and down as she pulls her finger away and dips it in again, "yup! It's all soft and liquidy, but tastes just as good!" She cheers, licking her finger now.

"What are you about to do with that chocolate Wendy?"

His little wife smirks widely as she tips the jar and lets the chocolate drip onto his chest. He flinches a little bit, it's not exactly warm, and curls his toes as the stickiness spreads across him.

"Wendy! You're making a mess!" He growls out.

She puts the lid back on the jar and places it beside her on the bed.

"Don't worry husband, I plan to clean it up."

He finally gets it when she spreads her whole hand on his chest, moving her hand around in the chocolate. She covers every part of his skin, playing with his nipples a little making him moan a bit, drawing little hearts and cats on his shoulder. She traces his lips, staining them with chocolate, and draws a little heart right on his cheek. Mest has to admit, besides the handcuffs, he's a little excited about what's going to happen. Wendy smirks as she licks her hand clean slowly, the waiting torturing him.

"Oh, I should take this off first. Don't want to ruin it after only wearing it for a week," Wendy says standing up.

She lowers the straps off of her shoulders and her nightgown falls off. She even lowers her underwear next, leaving her completely naked as she kicks her clothes off the bed.

"Am I going to be able to lick you clean next?" Mest asks.

Wendy raises an eyebrow at him and hums, "we'll see Mest. Now, where were we?"

She crawls over him and lowers herself, Mest groaning out loudly as he feels her soft body press in and slide against his. She leans over and kisses his lips, sucking the chocolate off and nibbling on his lips. He tries to deepen the kiss, but she pulls away and licks his cheek.

"Wendy," he moans, pulling against his cuffs.

"Don't worry Mest, I'm not going to make you suffer much longer." She giggles.

She slides down him, chocolate spreading across both of their bodies, and begins her torture. Her tongue licks against every part of his body. First at his neck, where she bites down a lot and sucks, then lower towards his chest. She licks up and down his pecs, flicking his nipple with his tongue. Mest is left moaning out loudly, feeling his boxers tighten. He didn't think he could cum without being touched down there before, but with her body pressing against her like this, and her hot tongue running all across his body, he grunts out loudly as he finds his release. Wendy giggles as she feels his boxers get all wet and sticky.

"Don't worry Mest, I'll clean that up once I'm done with up here."

She feels proud of herself; she feels sexy and unbelievable. She was able to make her husband cum and judging from the look on his face it felt amazing. Maybe he'll start trusting her more now? She licks down his stomach, not caring that the chocolate is spilling down onto the blankets. Tonight sleeping was going to be messy... maybe they shouldn't sleep at all then? Her hands reach her boxers and she finally leans away to give him a moment to catch his breath. She tugs them down, all the way down, and then tosses them away. His member stands up and is throbbing, precum dripping at the tip.

"You know, I got this idea after that time I gave you a blow-job. Cum is so nasty, but chocolate is so good and makes everything taste better." Wendy explains grabbing the jar again.

"Oh please, please Wendy, please Wendy, please Wendy," Mest begs over and over again.

Wendy dips a hand in and covers it completely before she wraps her hand around his dick. Slowly she starts sliding it up and down, coating him, pumping him, it being so much easier now that the chocolate is making it sticky. Mest throws his head back and moans out loudly.

"God damn- Wendy! Ah- it feels, so good! Yes, yes, hold it harder- ah- yes Wendy, yes," he moans, lifting his hips to match her stride.

She was planning on sucking on it as soon as it was covered, but she changes her plans now. She thinks she wants to make him cum again first before devouring him. She uses her other hand and starts pumping him up and down, tightening her grip and grinning as she watches her husband come undone. He explodes out and some of it gets on her chest, but she doesn't mind at all as she grins down at him.

"Good?" She purrs.

Mest moans out a response which has her laughing. She brushes her hair behind her ears as she leans down and wraps her mouth around his dick. It's a little salty at the tip, but the chocolate completely overtakes her taste buds. She moans out in delight and starts swirling her tongue all around her.

"Ah- Wendy! I'm not- ah, God, I'm not ready. Jesus Christ, don't ah!" Her husband moans above her.

She starts sucking hard, wanting every little bit of chocolate off of him. He starts lifting up his hips to fuck her mouth and she holds him down, taking him all the way down to his base. Mest moans out and pulls against his bindings.

"I'm going to cum again Wendy! I'm going to cum!" He warns her.

She doesn't move and sucks harder and harder until he explodes in her mouth. She swallows it all down before leaning back up, a small grimace on her face. She grabs her jar of chocolate and pours it down her mouth, not carrying that some of it is spilling on her chest. Not enough chocolate; she needs to get the taste out of her mouth.

"Fucking Happy, Happy, Happy," Mest pants out.

Wendy licks her lips and closes the jar, looking around for the bag she tossed. She gets out of bed and picks it off the floor, pulling the key out.

"Sorry, did you not enjoy it?" She asks as she unlocks him.

"Fuck Wendy that was amazing, I just need a moment," he pants wrapping his arms around her.

"So you did love it?!" She asks, eyes wide with pride.

Mest chuckles and nods his head, "you have no idea."

"Good, I was a little worried, but I knew you would."

"Thank you so much for that Wendy. I have something in mind I think you'll love, just give me a second to recover," Mest says.

His hands move all around her back, spreading the chocolate all over. Wendy giggles a little bit as his fingers dance across her ribs.

"Haha, ah- you don't have to Mest. I only wanted to make you feel good. I wasn't planning on overexerting you; I know how tiring it is keeping up with me old man- ow!" She screeches when Mest's palm swiftly slaps against her ass.

"Hey, I told you not to call me that. I'm not old," Mest frowns, caressing the ass cheek he slapped.

Wendy shivers a little and looks up at him, "old man," she whispers.

Mest narrows his eyebrows and slaps her ass again. Wendy yells out and moans, rubbing herself against him. Oh, so that's what she wants to play tonight. Well... she definitely deserved it after that. He can be a little rough with her tonight... maybe a lot of rough. Mest hands feel around for her jar of chocolate and when he finds it he unscrews the lid and pours the rest of it on her back.

"Mest," she moans softly.

"A few more minutes," he tells her.

She whines a little, but otherwise relaxes against him and lays her head in the crook of his neck. He feels it every time she breathes out, every time she pants, and his ear tickles with each moan and hitch in her voice. Mest rubs the chocolate around her back before going back to her ass, squeezing it tightly. She stiffens against him and moans out loudly in his eyes. She isn't prepared as he teases her with one finger, sticking it into her asshole and slowly pressing his finger inside.

"Ah! Mest!" She cries out.

"Shhh, if we're going to do this I have to make sure I prep you enough," he tells her.

He presses his finger inside of her and curls it all around, making a chocolate mess inside of her. Wendy groans and bites down on his shoulder, shivering as he adds another finger and starts to scissor her open.

"My fucking god you're so tight. I've never done this with you before, it's going to feel so amazing Wendy. You're going to be squeezing tightly against me and I'm just going to be shoving and plowing into you until you're screaming my name," he whispers in her ear.

"Mest!" She screams out.

"Yeah," he adds another finger, "just like that."

When he can easily slip his fingers in and out of her he gets out from under her. Wendy groans as he pulls his fingers out and presses her into the bed.

"Stay on your chest, perfect, and just lift your ass- yes Wendy, good job wife." Mest says moving around.

She's lying with her face into the pillows, ass in the air waiting for him. Mest licks his lips as his prize and admires the chocolate mess he made. Without warning he cuffs her ass cheeks and spreads them apart, leaning down and sticking his tongue in her hole. She screams against the pillow and calls out his name as he eats her out. She tastes better than before, her sweet juices mixing in with the chocolate. He attacks her relentlessly, building her up, licking her clean, before pulling away right before she comes. Wendy moans out loudly and shakes her head side to side.

"Mest!" She mewls.

Mest chuckles and reaches out to grab her hair. She moans at how rough he's being, wrapping her hair around his hand and closing it into a fist.

"What's the word to make me stop?" He asks her.

"Happy, Happy," she cries, wanting to feel her release.

"Good wife. Don't worry, I'm going to take excellent care of you," Mest grins.

Without warning he shoves his dick inside of her asshole and she screams. He tugs on her hair tightly, pulling her head up as he thrusts into her. Wendy claws at the blankets and screams loudly, moaning out as she can do nothing but call out his name.

"Yes, yes Mest- harder, please Mest, more-" she cries.

Mest closes his eyes as he completely feels her. His grip on her tightens as he thrusts deeper and deeper. Her walls are closing around him so fucking tightly and he's shoving himself, trying to get everything inside to the very base. Her ass smacks against him and there's this nasty squishing sound that he wants to hear more of. More, more, more.

"Fuck Wendy, yes, yes! Fuck yes!" He moans out, shoving himself deeper and deeper.

He closes his eyes and cums completely inside of her, moaning out deep and long. Wendy squeezes against him, sucking everything out as she shudders and cums. Her body goes weak and she falls, Mest's grip on her hair loosening. She lays her head down on the bed and closes her eyes, trying to catch her breath. Fuck he can't remember the last time he did that. He really can't remember. A year ago? Two? Before he met Wendy, and maybe a couple months before that. Where he grabbed a wench and threw her on a table, bending her over as he fucked her brains out. He missed it, he missed it so much. Wendy was so special, he wanted to treat her with care and love, but god did he love fucking rough. Loved spreading their legs without a word and thrusting himself in. No kisses, no words, just moans and groans. Except this time it's better, because instead of pulling himself out and leaving, he gets to stay with his cute wife and cuddle. He can't believe he forgot how amazing that felt. If his wife is up to it he'll have to start doing this more. Maybe she had something with this being rough stuff. He forgot about the beast he used to be before he calmed because of his princess.

Mest lays down, still inside of her, and wraps his arms around her waist. He pulls her close into his chest and palms her breasts, kneading them and pitching her nipples lightly.

"Okay wife?" He asks.

Wendy shivers and moans against him, "I love you so fucking much Mest."

"I'm glad to hear it, but I'm sure it's not half as fucking much as I love you Wendy." Mest whispers, thrusting himself lightly into her again.

Wendy cries out and turns her head, "kiss me Mest, please."

His mouth devours her as they try to get over this high. He fucks her nice and slowly this time, thrusting his hips up as she slides down. Seconds later their cumming and moaning in each other's mouths.

"I want more," she cries, wishing she could turn around and grip him tightly, but not wanting to break this connection they have.

"More? Still?" He chuckles, kissing her lips.

"Fuck Mest, pull my hair again, fuck me into the bed; leave me breathless, burn yourself into my skin."

Mest bites his lip and grunts, "don't worry wife, we'll have all night to do this over and over again. No need to rush. I promise I'll treat you even better next round."

Wendy moans and tilts her head back. She can't wait until he keeps his promise.