The First Sin

Summary: "It's what you want my dear Dragon." She paused as she sat down, only letting his hand go once he stood in front of her, "I can give it to you. Everything you ever wished for." She rested her hand on his bare stomach, his mind barely registering that his shirt was gone as she licked her lips, "And so, so much more." – Sent during the Guilds disbandment. LaLu and other couples.

Authors note: I'm so, so sorry it took so long to get this up! But here's the next chapter. Sorry if it doesn't make much sense. It gets explained in the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I in no way own Fairy Tail! I do however own my own characters.

Arc: Lust

Chapter 4: A Heated Embrace

His grin horrified the patrons as he stalked through their midst.

Thick white smoke filled the room, the smell of mold and rot burning his nose almost as much as the sweetness in the air. Lightning crackled all around him, striking anyone who strayed too close to him or took too long to move out of his way.

"Where is she?" His growl had men running, those that were too high on the opium either tried to tackle him or opted to play dead, hoping they could avoid the wrath of the slayer stalking through the den, "Where's Luxuria?"

"Why ya lookin'?" A man, muscular and tanned, stood from the floor, his pipe hitting the table with a thud that echoed through the now silent room.

"I have a score to settle with the bitch." Laxus stood toe to toe with the man, towering over him easily. Small sparks bounced between them but the man didn't react, his pupils dilated so much that Laxus could barely see any colour in them at all.

"Do ya now? And what happens when our supply dries up if you make her scram? Lotta people ain't gonna be happy wif ya." The man slurred, his breath blowing the putrid sweetness over the dragon slayer.

"Well you lot will just have to find something else to occupy your time with." Laxus tried to barrel past, only to meet resistance as the man stood his ground, "The hell?"

"There's an amazing advantage to opium kid." The man smirked, the muscles in his arms bunching as he drew his fist back, "One of em is it makes you as strong as the best of em'!"

His fist flew and Laxus grunted as he grabbed the man's wrist, twisting out of the way of a kick from another patron. Men and women alike in the den didn't like the disruption, and wanted to get back to smoking as soon as possible. What they didn't realised was that while Laxus was strong to start with, he had slowly been exposed to the Opium smoke since he started the investigation. So the benefits they spoke of had already taken hold of him, adding to his already monstrous strength.

Lightning sparked through the room, knocking out the lights and knocking people out throughout the den, "I'm not in the damn mood!"

He didn't even know who he was striking as limbs flew, his body barely took a hit as he took out one person after the other, the opium and his rage fuelling him. His blood pumped through his veins, magic tingling as he decimated his opponents.

It wasn't until the room fell silent that he paused, his chest heaving. His lightning lighting the room slightly. It was only then that the sound of faint clapping echoed in his ears.

He growled, knowing his senses had already been dulled. Luxuria was with him.

"My, my… Don't you have a temper." She clucked her tongue, heels clicking around the perimeter of the room. He refused to move, eyes following her steps like a hawk. But the more she walked, the more his mind grew hazy. His magic diminished until it fizzled under his skin, making him aware just how unsure he suddenly was.

"Come on Laxus... No more cat and mouse." She whispered and he barely heard it. She approached slowly, her hands coming forwards as though to hug him, "You know you want what I can give you..."

He growled, but his mouth refused to form the words he wanted to spit at her. A wicked smirk crossed her face, red lips pulled tight across pale skin.

"You've been hunting me. Learning about me. At least, what you could glean anyway... And yet a little blonde bimbo outsmarted you. Tried to take your glory for the mission as her own. She wanted to feel important again." Luxuria finally stepped over to him, her painted nails digging into his chest slightly. He couldn't even flinch when she pressed harder in his flesh harder through his shirt, "I'm not all that bad you see. I don't know why the council even want me. I'm just trying to take away the peoples' pain."

In his mind, he pressed against the cage she had set up. A very distant part of him realised he was acting like when he tried to take over the guild. But he ignored it all, baring his teeth at her.

"You made me fail. You hurt my team. That's enough reason for me to hand you over to the Rune Knights." His growl was guttural and savage, glaring at her with all the anger he had in him.

The more he looked at her smug expression, the more his head swam and Luxuria laughed, the sound loud and rattled him to his core, "You're hilarious! You can't even fight against my hold! How will you hand me over?"

She turned her back to him and danced away towards a door at the back of the den. She leapt over her unconscious patrons, barely even glancing at them aside from making sure she didn't trip on them. Laxus wasn't so lucky. His mind swam and his feet carried him after her as though he were drunk. Every muscle felt like jelly and he was surprised that he could even walk at all.

He tripped over everyone in his path, cracking tables and benches as he held them for support. His strength was unmeasured in his delirious state, his mind assaulted by her voice at every turn, "I know all about you pet... Your greed. Your wants. Your greatest desire..."

He followed her into the other room, staggering away from the doorway. As long as he could see her, he would be ok. Or so he thought.

The door slammed shut behind him and he turned, swaying on his feet. Luxuria was a blur of red lips, pale hair and blue eyes. Everything swam almost as much as his thoughts did. His depth perception was completely off too, the knowledge of it coming to the forefront of his mind when the witch pressed herself against him, her ample front pressed flush against him.

"Come on Laxus," She whispered, lips twisted into a wicked grin, "You know you want it. I can give it to you. That's why you're after me. Not because of a mission, but your desire. I have given people countless gifts, you know I can give you a gift too." Her hand trailed down his neck, her sharp nails leaving a thin trail of blood in its wake, "I know all there is to know about you."

"That's. Not. Fair." The words struggled to form, fighting against her hold draining him incredibly.

"Oh sweetie. Nothing in life is fair." She laughed, spinning away from him. Colours and sounds blurred together, the strands of his mental strength snapping, one after the other. She stretched her arms out to him, beckoning him closer. His legs carried him closer as she sat down on the far side of the room, "You know you want what I can give you. You can get what you've wanted for so long now. Get what you couldn't when those horrible guild mates ruined your Thunder Palace. I can help you get it. I can give it to you. That power. That strength that you want so desperately. I can make you better.

Her hand clawed through his clothing and shredded his shirt. She gingerly rested a hand his chest, feeling his heart beat. He groaned, his conscious locked in a box and his raw desire taking control, "Power?" A growl reverberated through his chest and Luxuria moaned, pressing her lips to his abdomen, lipstick staining his skin.

"Oh yes, I can give you that. And so, so much more." Their eyes locked and Laxus felt his internal war slowing, his morals losing strength till he could no longer think about retaliation. The darkest part of him reared its ugly head, hungry for what she promised. His magic was haywire, his heart and mind conflicted. Lust making his blood pump through her veins, carrying her words with it.

The static was palpable, and Luxuria laughed as small sparks jumped from the blondes' skin, "That's it. That's what you want, isn't it?"

She smiled into his stomach, the lights around the room flickering, the candle flames shifting from a warm amber to a sickly green. The larcima globs in the ceiling popping from his magic, dousing everything into shadows except where the green fire light touched.

"You know what you have to do, don't you?" She licked her lips, tongue dancing across his abs, "You're a smart boy. I'm sure you know who's dragging you down. Who's holding you back. She's just dead weight anyway. Nothing more, nothing less."

The clatter that came from the other room went unheard by the dragon slayer, all his senses focused on the witch before him.

"Strength... and power..." Her words bounced around his head, tearing through his brain like knives, severing any objections he had in regards to her promise. His human side shrivelled, and his dragon purred instead, begging to take control.

"It's what you want my dragon. Don't deny it." Luxuria paused, sitting back on her seat, one hand resting low on his hip while the other pointed to the door, "I can give it to you. Everything you ever wished for." She licked her lips, purring as she looked at him through hooded eyes, "But first, you have to deal with her."

The venom in her voice was a stinging leash on his soul as the door behind them burst apart, bits of splintered wood harmlessly bouncing off his back. He turned, his chest rumbling with the force of his growl. His inner dragon not appreciating the interruption at all.

"Your weakest link has just done you a favour pet. She has handed herself to you on a silver platter. Now, fulfil your wish. Do what you must." Her nails pierced the tender flesh on his hip, her hand pushing him away so he could turn and face the intruder, "Just one attack. One hit is all it will take." The woman pressed herself into her back, her arms wrapped around his middle for a split second before she removed herself, his magic sparking into existence around him.

"Laxus!" The call was answered with a feral growl. His eyes couldn't make out who the person was, but his mind knew and it was like someone had set off an explosion in his head. Warning bells were ringing as his magic output increased, the yellow electricity illuminating the room.

"Run..." The words were ground out, like there was a vice around his throat. Lightning soared from him, slamming into the ground where the intruder stood. And it was only when the light dissipated that he noticed she hadn't been struck, and something inside him relaxed.

"No, no, no. We can't have that." Luxuria frowned, taking in the outfit the blonde intruder wore. Genie pants in the softest shade of pink, a bikini of gold and a veil of yellow protected the woman, a faint shimmer of magic cocooning her, making her immune to the opium and Luxuria, "We can't have that at all."

The witch focused on the enslaved dragon slayer and he lunged, his arms outstretched. But the blonde man was too slow, and with his enhanced dragon skill squashed under Luxurias' spell he just couldn't keep up. Lucy ducked and dodged, weaving around him as she focused on his own attacker. Her movements effectively placed her between Luxuria and Laxus.

"Laxus... You need to fight this. Fight her. I don't... I won't hurt you. I said I would help you, and I will. I don't break my promises. But you need to help yourself first." Lucy pleaded, her hand flying into the pouch on her hip, taking a quick look around the room. There was nothing to protect herself with and she had to think quickly. She spun to face Luxuria and glared.

"L-Lucy." Laxus growled, sounding almost inhuman, his words so guttural that it chilled the blonde woman to her bones.

"Open! Gate of the Golden Bull! Taurus!" The sound of a bell echoed through the room and Taurus appeared, his face fierce as he squared off with Laxus, his back pressed to his masters, "I'm ready Lucy." All signs of flirtation forgotten in the face of a strong opponent.

"Don't hurt him Taurus. Just use your axe as a lightning rod. Draw his attacks away." Lucy only received a nod from over his shoulder before he was off, engaging Laxus so that she could focus on the other woman in the room, "And I'll deal with you."

Lucy dug into her pocket again and pulled out her whip, the magic length spooling at her feet quickly, flexing her wrist so it snapped taunt. She tried to pay the lightning bouncing around the room no mind.

"Kinky. I'll put that whip to good use once I've dealt with you." Luxuria laughed, sending a wink at the blonde. Lucy shivered in response, her eyes wide in horror.

"Cut the crap. Now let Laxus go!" She cracked the whip again, this time, striking the ground by Luxuria's feet.

"Hmm. I don't want to." The woman burst into giggles, arms wrapped tight around her middle, "What do you truly think you'll achieve here aside from an early grave? Your precious Laxus couldn't take me on. And I, though I loath to admit it, am the weakest of my siblings. You don't stand a chance sweetheart."

Luxuria took a step forward, eyes glowing an eerie shade of blue. Lucy twisted her wrist, striking the ground between her and her opponent. It only seemed to aggravate the youngest Infernos sibling. Luxuria moved faster than Lucy's eyes could follow, her arms wrapping around the end of the whip before yanking, jerking Lucy forward and into her chest.

The witch held Lucy to her, hands gentle massaging her bare lower back, "Now... no need for violence. We can have fun you know... You and I... and him, if you want." Her words were heavy, the magic trying to worm its way into Lucy's mind. The blonde tried to focus, shaking off the spell easily. It was only when Taurus cried out that a wave of magic washed over her. The large bull spirit slammed into the two women, sending them sprawling across the pillows around Luxurias' throne.

"You imbecile! Stop playing around!" Luxuria sprung to her feet, rage making her eyes glow. She turned to Lucy just as the blonde stood up, shaking off the effects of the spell, "Yes. No more games. I don't need another toy anyway. Let's be done with her."

Lucy flinched, angling herself to keep Luxuria and Laxus in her line of sight. Just looking at the blank stare on Laxus' face made her blood freeze. With a silent command, she sent Taurus away, a plan forming quickly as Laxus charge up. But despite the blank look on her partner's face, she could see his limbs shaking, sweat dripping from him in rivets. The lightninging was building by the second, but so was her plan.

A thunderclap sounded through the room, so loud it left the women's ears ringing. Lucy lunged for the witch, colliding with her torso with enough for to stagger her. Arms locked tight and legs wrapped around the woman's legs, Lucy held on, wincing when a hand twisted in her hair.

"Get off me! Off!" No matter what Luxuria did, she couldn't dislodge the blonde.

Lucy met Laxus' stare, giving him a small smile when she saw how his face pinched, his muscles coiled tight, testament to the strain he was undertaking to hold back.

"It's okay Laxus."

And then all she knew was pain.

The First Sin

And there is the end of the Lust arc. Next chapter begins the new arc and a lot more answers. And also a lot more mystery. And how does Laxus feel about being inappropriately touched? Find out in the next chapter.

This was also the first time I've written a fight scene so let me know what you think about it!

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