"Well shit…" the deadpan resigned comment rarely fell from the mouth of the Guildmaster, Thane winced every time it did too. Kaleb was going over the complaint sent from Sin.

"He's not even back yet….the complaint beat him here." Kaleb sighed rubbing his temple before shoving the idle fingers through his hair. Really, his little brothers capacity for getting into trouble with his damn dick was amazing at times.

He picked up the next note though and smiled. This one was a letter thanking the guild.

"The Raijinshuu have been doing well…" He commented with a smile, sitting back in his chair to read the whole file. Whenever Thane had a complaint, damage compensation or thank you letter he always put the job file with it before he gave it to Kaleb. Saved the Master the time of looking it up himself.

Since their return from the Academe, Lucy had moved into her apartment in White Sea, which she seemed to love, and had started settling into life as a mage of White Sea. Kaleb had been busy, terribly so, with the bi-annual contest of Masters coming the media had been all over the guilds wanting interviews with anyone they thought might have good info on the Masters. Kaleb hadn't won the last one, two years ago he'd still been a new Master and facing off against the Master of Emerald Eye he'd pulled his punches and even completely held back his command of Immaculate light out of respect for one of the men who had helped him learn how to fully use his magic. Master Joren of Emerald Eye was an illusion mage, trained with the Bards and Mindbenders in Minstrel, and had even gotten Kaleb his invitation to train there during his studies at the university there.

White Sea had won the Games the following year, but now he was going to represent his guild, stand as it's Master before the masses in Pelerno in a short while and he wasn't going to hold back out of respect this time. Joren had nearly killed him, had stood over him in the middle of the arena in front of millions of people watching and had humiliated him. Then, he had smiled down at him in the infirmary as Cristoff had worked to heal him,

"You know better Kaleb, I taught you better than to hold back. You aren't a student anymore, you're a fucking Master, so live to your full fucking potential and never let anyone, not me, not Grenlow, not even your own family ever beat you again or I'll kick your pretty ass so hard you'll have to pass the Mastership down." Joren had snarled and left without another word.

Kaleb had been disgusted, infuriated, mortified, he'd let his guild down, hadn't fought for them, instead holding back and letting Joren gain too much control of the fighting ring, it had cost him too. He'd defeated 14 other Guildmasters before meeting Joren in the final round, and he'd just let Joren win, out of a misplaced sense of loyalty. Loyalty he owed to his own guild, not to one of his old mentors.

Joren was already wrecking Kaleb in the interviews too, his snide remarks about not being worried about the pretty child of White Sea giving him any trouble.

"He's still a child, more worried about messing up that pretty hair. This time I'll bend him over and give all of Bosco a real show, so they know how Emerald Eye handles rare beauty, we OWN it!" He'd declared.

There had been cartoons of the Master of Emerald Eye Fucking Kaleb all over ever since and he knew his guild wasn't happy about it. So, Kaleb had taken his training out of his private practice area above the guild on the roof of his home and had been practicing in the regular rings of the main assembly grounds.

He let his guild watch him work, they needed to see he was taking this seriously.

"They need to see you kicking ass Kaleb, everyone knows how powerful you are, nobody doubts it, it's whether or not you really can use all that power that's in question now. I mean let's face it, Joren wiped the floor with you, I know you let him, but that almost makes it worse, like you're afraid to use your strength, how's that gonna defend White Sea?" Vander….as always...was dead ass honest.

Kaleb sparred with Vander, Cristoff, and his own top team, even had Emzadi come in and had destroyed a practice ring with her that was under repair now as he stood, carrying the report by the large open balcony off his office and looking down over the huge courtyard that held the rings, some cafes and shops and the school..

He'd encouraged them to go all out with him, and at first they had held back, even after watching Vander tear into him with all he had, the Shadowquip making no joke out of it, had Kaleb not given him his best Vander would have spilled his blood for it. Cristoff was no less intense, and his people had sat silent watching the Lunar slayer bring focused moonlight in, hazy chilled mists, he'd even drawn the breath from Kalebs lungs and fatigued his body in a reversed healing spell. But Kaleb could command more than just Mindbendings basic skills of mindreading and manipulation. He was a Wizard Saint, he'd brought his magic to a higher level.

Kaleb had learned Telepathy, Telekenetics and Psionics to expand his magic into more utilitarian applications. It had allowed him to make the guild management systems, the lacrima tablets, and the Lacrima that sat at the center of his gold choker. Vander called it technokentics, what Kaleb could do with technology. Kaleb called it a hobby.

He'd caught Vander in emerging from the shadows and slammed him into a wall, held him there, the light in him shedding the shadows Vander sent to distract him so he could break free until Vander called enough. He'd deflected Cristoffs light with his own and their swords had sung as they had gotten in close to each other, Cristoff was Kalebs match with a sword, but Kaleb was able to shake Cristoffs broadsword in his hand, and on a swing, take it from him, winning his match with the Lunar Slayer.

He was definitely not the same mage Joren had taken on two years ago though, he'd fought in a couple of clan wars shortly after those games, called to service as a knight for a few months, and he had killed...a lot. He'd had no choice, and it wasn't the first time he'd taken lives, his guild specialized in hunting down dark wizards and their guilds, he'd killed hundreds during his years as Grenlows second in command and still took jobs himself that sometimes required it of him. He never shied from it, he was a Guildmaster, a Knight, it was his duty to take hard actions to protect what he held dear, to serve his country, to protect his guild and each and every one of his mages.

So far, and Kaleb was pretty sure Laxus was responsible for it. That Lucy had yet to meet Vander face to face, something that both annoyed and unfortunately for Laxus, intrigued the Shadowquip who saw Laxus' determination to keep him from Lucy as a serious challenge he would not walk away from. So Vander was currently being a pest trying to get Kaleb to tell him where the Raijinshuu were. When he refused, the Shadowquip had agreed to go on a job with Presca and Beck and had managed to make a high positioned woman in the Sin military fall for him enough she had filed a complaint when her requests for information on where Vander lived, what his full name was etc had fallen on deaf ears with White Sea.

There were times Kaleb wished the Guild seal on his little brother wasn't so easily seen.

But the report on the Raijinshuu was a good one, and one of the clanspeople they had helped in handling some out of control Sea Wolves just raved about the "beautiful and shy" blonde who had taken on one of the alphas, standing over two children to protect them. He smiled as he read through it all. Lucy had gotten separated from her team when shed heard some crying and while Laxus, Freed and Bickslow had been handling the subordinates, Lucy had ended up fighting the alpha that had apparently carried two children off.

It was impressive, Sea Wolves were bigger than Grass Runners and intelligent, it wasn't easy to bring one down. But Lucy had done it on her own while protecting two injured kids. He wished he could have seen it, he was proud of her.

He hadn't gotten to really talk to her since they had gotten back, not alone anyway, but he had known it would happen, once she got settled, the beautiful woman would make friends fast and inevitably some lucky bastard was going to snap her up, have the patience and determination to wait her out and win her heart. If only he had the time that would require….

He was surprised to look up 5 weeks after returning from the Academe to see Lucys sudehpah walk in. The elegant man wore the soft clinging clothes of his order in a rich maroon color his dark brown hair pulled back in a loose braid dark green eyes dilating a little when they met Kalebs. Sudehpah never hid reactions to people unless they were in a lesson that needed them to. Arris was drawn to Kaleb, they'd already spoken a little about the possibility of indulging in each other, so at first he wondered mildly if Arris had made his appointment to see Kaleb for that, and he certainly wouldn't have minded.

He'd not gotten any sort of release or sexual relaxation in almost a week, too busy and he had to take care not to favor anyone too much. He'd already made the mistake of giving in to Becks requests, now the big beast master pursued him, wanting more, a calm refusal had set him back, and Beck hadn't asked in months, but his thoughts betrayed him, he hadn't dropped the idea that he and his master could become lovers.

"Master Kaleb, I would like to talk with you about Lucy." Arris said quietly and Kaleb frowned. Sudehpah held the privacy of their students to their deaths, over the centuries people had tried to get secrets from them but a Sudehpah would die before divulging anything about a student, take their own lives if needed to protect them.

Arris smiled faintly at the Masters reaction, he'd been very pleased that the young Master had chosen him to work with his new foreign mage to teach her the cultural nuances of Boscan society and educate her in the physical arts of pleasure, he knew more than 50 Sudehpah had been interviewed for this position and there wasn't a Sudehpah in the order that didn't want very much to be in the good graces of White Sea. The guild had it's own hot baths and there were talks of the order having a branch within the guild, assigning a Sudehpah to lead and teach and keep a group of Sudehpah there at the guild to handle the guilds unique needs because of its size.

Any chance to get in good, could lead to a very very desirable position.

Kaleb had admitted from the beginning this mage was special to him and had many deep rooted issues that were holding her back. Arris had worked with many foreigners, was accustomed to their hang ups and had come up with many gentle ways to ease through them and get his students to where they could relax, let go of their fears and doubts and embrace themselves, others and the broad scope of health both mental and physical that shared pleasures brought.

He'd been eager to work with Lucy, and he found her utterly delightful, beautiful and a quick study, her Boscan was already wonderful and she was well on her way to becoming an authority on Boscan laws, culture and traditions. Those parts of what he taught she dove into with a deep and wonderful zeal he found refreshing and enjoyable to work with.

The issue was the physical side of what she was to be learning with him.

Arris was not bad looking, like any Sudehpah he kept his body meticulously, he was clean, handsome and well built, 5'10" so a good height to work with Lucy, most women prefered men somewhat taller than them. But Lucy wasn't interested in him, and she was so tense, so embarrassed by physical contact it was seriously impeding her progress. They had yet to have sex, he hadn't even gotten an orgasm out of her yet and for him, that was new, he'd never met anyone he couldn't get to that.

Lucy liked him, or said she did, and was all relaxed and playful while they worked on her studies, but as soon as practical application started, she froze up. He'd even laid back and encouraged her to touch him, and she had, but it was clear she only was doing what she thought she had to and was getting nothing out of it.

His only hope came when he had her do some visualizing, meditation work, he'd given her a relaxation potion and even a mild aphrodisiac hoping he could relax her into some kissing work, she'd shown some aptitude in that and enjoyed the lessons as long as he agreed they would only be working kissing with maybe a little light touching.

Arris was a well experienced Sudepah, he knew the signals to stop and let a student calm, settle, the trouble was Lucy rarely got to where they could resume. So the meditation and potion had come in.

She'd gotten well into it, she had a vivid imagination and had delighted in him giving her suggestions for her writing so he'd asked her to imagine someone she desired touching her, gently kissing her and watched her cheeks flush and her breathing speed up.

"Touch your body Lucy, where you want him to touch you…" He'd said after a few minutes, when her excitement had become clear. Her lips had parted and her hand had hesitated but finally slid up to gently start working one of her breasts and she'd whimpered, blushing.

"He wants this...you want his touch, move your hands as though they were his…" Arris had guided her, he was a trained empath, and could tell she was deeply enjoying her fantasy, the potions would help her feel it, experience it vividly.

Both of her hands moved then, and after fondling her breasts Arris was deeply relieved to see one hand slide down her body between her legs and she moaned "Oh...Kaleb…"

He smiled faintly, the Master of White Sea was a mindbender, and Arris had just let his thoughts move through everything for the man to see. He watched the Masters eyes widen, and a faint smile twitch those full lips that Arris very much, on his own personal time, was still hoping to taste.

The man wasn't unhappy about his mages desire for him, and that was a relief, since Arris needed his help.

"You understand my issues then?" He asked and Kaleb sighed, nodding.

"I was worried she would have these problems. It's not a surprise, I did warn you." He replied and Arris nodded.

"You also said if I needed assistance with her to ask, so...I'm asking. I need you to help with her sessions this week. Has she met your younger brother? Vander? I've worked with him before, he's disarming, and very skilled in handling women with little experience. So if you are not able…" Arris started warming to the idea of working with Vander, the last time he had it had been a very very pleasant collaboration.

"She hasn't met him yet, so there's no familiarity there." Kaleb cut him off and Arris shrugged, smiling at the hint of an edge in the Guildmasters normally silken voice. He had sensed the attraction between Lucy and her Guildmaster was mutual, good, that made everything easier. Kaleb was Boscan, and open to pleasure, needed it, his natural desire for Lucy would make him even more effective in helping lure the woman out of her shell.

Arris glanced toward the clock, Kalebs abilities had made this meeting consume less than 10 minutes of the hour that he had for his appointment. Smiling faintly, he let his mind leave his duties and slide into his own desires, eyes drifting over the Guildmasters lips, hovering on the glinting gold choker around his neck with it's gorgeous pure clear lacrima at the center, then down over smooth tanned skin left bare by ¼ cover skin tight white wizardweave that covered his shoulders and most of his pecs, held together by an ornate heavy gold clasp with the symbol of White Sea on it. Sometimes they were worn with shirts beneath them, but in warmer weather they were worn without, leaving skin bare, meant to be catch points for spells, the wizardweave armor was light and stretched and moved well, it also drew spells to the areas on the body that could take an impact well, hence the shoulders and pectorals.

Arris' eyes took it all in, and felt the Guildmasters reaction to his thoughts, eyes going back to his face as he stood. "I'll be happy to help, but let's see about your other issue before our appointment is up…" Kaleb said coming around his desk. He wasn't wasting time or an opportunity, over a week since his last release was far too long and Arris as a Sudehpah would make it a good one.

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"I'm flattered by the offer, but no, thank you, I'm just tired, I want to rest." Lucy said to the bulky black haired mage that had just propositioned her. He smiled, his yellow eyes disappointed but accepting.

"Maybe I could take you out then? Find pleasure in sharing other things?" He offered. Lucy smiled, he was determined, she had to hand it to him, and not bad looking either, what did he say his name was?...Lyric, hah...such a musical name, maybe he could sing? Or maybe his mother could, why would someone name somebody that…

"Maybe, but not tonight, really, we just got back and I just want to rest." Lucy replied as her thoughts flew around.

"Lyric, you'd have better luck asking that bench over there." Bickslow quipped, clapping the man on the back as he plopped down across from Lucy.

The black haired mage rolled his eyes "alright alright, well, you know where to find me Lucy." He said and left them, heading back to his team and graciously accepting their condolences for about 3 minutes before he jumped on one of his more sarcastic team mates and a brawl broke out.

Lucy grinned, accepting the Strawberry milkshake Bickslow handed her. "Mmmm, Thank you Bixy." She said brightly between deep sucks on the straw.

"Long as I get to watch you drink it, I'm happy to provide, Cosplayer." The Seith responded lightly, taking a good drink of his beer before grinning as the brawl on the other side of the guild got a little bigger and louder.

"You like watching me suck long hard things huh? Your such a voyeur." Lucy smirked.

"He always has been, and he should be selling tickets to this, plump lips pulling hard on a hard length? My kind of viewing pleasure." Came a smooth voice and Lucy turned, meeting wicked wine colored eyes set in a handsome familiar face.

"Yeah all you'll get is a view too Van, careful, Laxus is close by and so is Cristoff and both have claimed Lucy here as kin." Bickslow chuckled. He didn't mind Vander meeting Lucy at all, his little brother was fun, adventurous, and wicked as all hell, but Lucy was a smart lady. Vander was just fun, and really, if Lucy did hook up with him? It might do her some good. For all his faults, Vander never left women disappointed in anything but their lack of ability to hold on to him.

"Cris I am practiced at dodging and Laxus? He's not used to handling me yet so I have confidence I can manage. How bout it sugar? They told you enough terrible things about me you're ready to see for yourself?" Vander asked, sliding into the seat next to Lucy, who was grinning at the sexy mage. He wasn't wrong, she had been warned up down in out and sideways about this man,especially by Laxus.

In truth, she found him sexy as hell, who wouldn't? Tall, built like any womans finest wet dream with wavy black hair streaked with red, wine colored eyes, full lips and a delicious smirk. He DID look like trouble. Thing was, Lucy had always loved people like him, she loved Cana, she'd bet Cana would have had this man in a storage closet within minutes of meeting him.

"What is it I'm supposed to be seeing?" She asked innocently. Vanders smirk turned into a smile.

"Well, if we get to talking for sure you and I are going to end up naked and I'm going to be fucking you until your legs don't work, I'm irresistible you see, so me getting near you puts you in danger of the earlier mentioned inevitability of us ending up fucking." He said. Bickslow snorted and Vander ignored him.

Lucy pursed her lips. "I have been told if I let you talk to me it would happen...will I be aware of this or will it be like an alien abduction?" She asked.

Vanders eyes lit with humor "Well, there will be probing, I would let you choose where I probed you." He said.

"Well I don't think Aliens let people chose, isn't it always in the ass Bix?" She asked looking at the smiling Seith who nodded, face going serious.

"Oh yeah, absolutely Cosplayer, all the Aliens probe asses, everyone knows that." He agreed.

Vander nodded, tapping his chin with a finger "I see, well, I'd break with tradition for Lucy since she's kin to Dragon Slayers, you can choose where I probe you Lucy." He said mildly.

Lucy nodded, taking another drink of her shake. "I see, and it can be any orifice?" She asked and Vander shrugged.

"Well, my dick won't fit into all of them and it is the tool of choice, but I could use my tongue or fingers so I suppose...yes...any." He agreed amicably.

"Do I choose what you use?" She asked and he shook his head.

"No, I'm the one with all the experience here so I chose the tool, you just choose what orifice will lose it's virginity." He replied.

Lucy nodded again.

"I choose my ear then, left one please." She said and Bickslow snickered but sobered quickly regaining his studious look.

Vander nodded "As you wish." He said and moved so fast Lucy didn't even have time to fully release her straw, flicking milkshake all over Bickslow who yelped.

Vander had her down on the bench and was laying on top of her, holding her face in his hands and now Lucy blushed, eyes huge as she felt the weight of the tall mage pressing all of his delicious black leather clad body against hers.

"So let me live up to my reputation here." He purred and her lips parted as his hovered over hers but he suddenly turned her head and started trailing those full lips over her ear.

At first she had no idea how to react, nobody had ever nibbled at, licked, kissed or sucked on her ear before, the heated kisses and nips on the soft sensitive skin beneath and around it, the lobe, it didn't take long at all for her to start wishing he was moving those touches, that attention all over her.

Still, the absurdity of it, coupled with his intermittent chuckles when she deftly swatted his hands from straying to other parts of her body beside her waist had her giggling and rapidly the heat turned to humor completely and she was laughing and wildly trying to escape Vanders clutches.

"Ahhh!...let me….ahhh!" She screeched, trying to tickle back but if she stopped shoving his hands away he got sensitive spots too fast and she was howling with laughter.

"Vanderrrrr!" She screamed and he nipped her ear

"That's right, scream my name sugar!" He laughed and Lucy thrashed underneath him, both of them finally falling to the floor and wrestling around for supremacy.

"Wicked….ahhh!" Lucy momentarily was on top of the shadowquip and for an instant, got her hands into his ribs and he arched his back and laughed but he vanished from beneath her leaving her on her hands and knees only to reappear less than a second later behind her, fingers tickling her sides and he thrust his hips into her backside.

"Vander!" She screamed again and he bent over her, pressing against her back and pulling her up, hands still working her sides and keeping her helpless and writhing with laughter.

"That's it angel, my name only." He purred in her ear and she inwardly growled at his cocky tone, waiting a moment then throwing her head back when he was kissing the back of her neck, clocking him in the forehead. He fell over but did so laughing, a hand over his abused brow and Lucy scrambled clear of him running right into thickly muscled arms and the smell of ozone and rain told her who wrapped an arm around her and pulled her against a hard muscled body.

Vander, laughing though he was, was hard as hell to catch unaware so Laxus' snap of electricity harmlessly hit the floor instead of the shadowquip and a moment later Lucy squeeked as she was plucked neatly from Laxus' hold, pulled through something very dark and cold only to emerge a few seconds later sitting in Vanders lap on a Barstool at the far side of the Guildhall, Vanders arm around her waist.

"He's going to fry you...you know that right?" She chuckled, watching Laxus furiously looking around.

"He'll try, but I want to teach him a lesson, he's been denying me access to you, who my brothers have all gotten to meet and get to know while I have been left in the cold, it's very nice to meet you by the way." He said lightly.

"VANDERRR!" Laxus roared and Vanders arm tightened around her.

"Time to go, care for dinner?" He asked and Lucy laughed nodding and the pair vanished just as Laxus flashed to their location.

Hestor blinked from where he sat at the whole scene and shook his head, muttering to himself as he snapped his book shut, side stepped a mage sent flying by another in the brawl and then trotted up the steps and through the second door on the right into Kalebs office. The mindbender was stretched out on the couch actually asleep, something that startled the Celestial mage a bit since Kaleb rarely napped during the day then he noticed a few things.

Kalebs ¼ jacket was undone, his white leather pants were tied but not tied fully shut, and the silky platinum locks were disheveled a bit. The man looked...freshly fucked. Hestor bit his lip at the unpleasant pain that lanced his chest at that realization and would have fled but Kalebs eyelids fluttered and he looked at Hestor, smiling faintly.

"Escaping the brawl downstairs?" He asked

Hestor lifted his chin "I am, I'm enjoying a good book and didn;t care to wear...beer and sweat." he sniffed going to the bay window behind Kalebs desk and stretching out in it with a faint sigh. "Do I dare ask why you look like you just had sex?"

"Because I did..Arris, the Sudehpah who's here handling some mages...been a bit for me, Gods i needed it. That man is very very good with his mouth." Kaleb smirked and Hestor rolled his eyes but hid the relief he felt. Sudehpah were not competition…

"Yes well, you don't lack in people willing to handle that for you Kaleb." He observed and Kaleb shrugged

"I know, just, no emotional issues or anyone hoping for more came with this." He said

Hestor nodded, eyes stealing over the top of his book to watch the man stand and stretch and he felt his breath catch, his heart in his chest hurt. He was a celestial mage, and his magic was all about secrets, contracts and promises never to be broken.

In all the world, every Celestial mage would have a gift from the One magic...someone their heart could merge with, body, mind, heart and soul could be compatible with enough their magic would relax it's strangle hold on them and allow them to share their most intimate thoughts, their secrets…

When Hestor was eleven years old, turning from a traders booth in the markets of White Sea City, he had laid his eyes on not just one….but two. Two beautiful youths, one with amethyst eyes and hair the color of dark chocolate, the other with sky blue eyes and hair the color of fresh honey. Brothers. Both just a little older than him at the time had been like beacons of light before him that day, his magic had reached for those two and one, now a platinum blonde, eyes a pale lavender, stood before him, had become a close friend...a confidant he trusted until Kaleb had gotten into that relationship with the damned airship captain bitch.

He'd had to leave because seeing Kaleb with her had caused him physical pain...maybe he was just remembering that, because a Sudehpah was no threat to what he prayed he could have with Kaleb...what he needed with Kaleb. Because his older brother Farron was so busy all the time, and while Hestor did get to see him, had even shared pleasure with Farron a year ago and had so very much enjoyed that wonderful night...but Farron travelled, and Hestor was a guild mage and Kaleb was so much easier to get time with...