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Miss Fairy Tail
Magnolia's annual Harvest Festival was around the corner and with the Festival came the Miss Fairy Tail Contest. It was Fairy Tail's first time hosting the contest again since Laxus and the Thunder God Tribe's interference nearly nine years ago. And Lucy Heartfilia once again needed money to pay her rent.
As she walked down the street towards the guild with Plue in her arms, Lucy thought about what she could do in the contest this year to make sure she won the prize money. Last time the other girls modeled in their bikinis—well except Mira. Lucy wasn't sure what the hell Mira was doing that day. Turning her head into Happy's didn't exactly scream beauty queen. Lucy's own cheerleading routine didn't work out very well, though that wasn't really her fault, Evergreen had interrupted her performance. But what could she do this year to make sure she would wow the judges and the crowd?
"What do you think I should do Plue?" Lucy held him above her head as she asked.
"Pun pun pun!" He wiggled his arms.
"You think I should dance?" Lucy tilted her head.
"Pun punn," Plue replied, nodding his head furiously.
Bringing Plue back to her chest, Lucy thought about his suggestion. "You know what, Plue? Maybe I should dance. What should I do? Ballet? I don't really think that will wow the judges. Everyone in the guild is a pervert, they wouldn't go for something elegant."
"Puunnn," Plue said.
"I know Plue, I know. I'm going to have to use my sex appeal."
Lucy didn't mind using her sex appeal, she had used it plenty of times on missions. She was confident in herself, her body, and her dance moves. But she wasn't too keen on showing this side of herself to the guild. What would they think of innocent little Lucy Heartfilia dancing like a seductress? Only Team Natsu, Levy, and Cana had ever seen her dance. While it was a little embarrassing, she was glad when Gray told her that she suited the role of exotic dancer well. Lucy had dance training growing up as an heiress, but during the year that the guild was disbanded, she decided to expand her skillset and dabble in the sexier side of dancing. She learned her away around a pole too. Needless to say, she had endless options to choose from, but she still worried about what the guild would think. Would they even care? Why does she care?
"Yo, Lucy." A voice called. "You gonna stand in front of the guild door all day or you gonna go in?"
Lucy squeezed Plue into her breasts, startled. She turned to find Max standing beside her, a wagon stacked with boxes behind him. Presumedly, the boxes held Fairy Tail's decorations for the Harvest Festival.
"Max!" She rushed to hold open the door for him. Plue poofed back to the spirit world. "Hi! Do you need any help?"
"Thank you," Max said as he pulled the wagon towards the door. "There's actually a small box on the end there that keeps wobbling. I'm afraid it might tip over while I try to get through the fight that's sure to be happening in there. Can you grab it please?"
Lucy grinned, "Of course!"
As Max took her place holding open the door, Lucy grabbed the box he indicated. It hardly weighed anything, she wondered if it held confetti. Replacing Max, she waited until the wagon made its way fully into the guild before catching up to walk beside him.
"Are you going to participate in the Miss Fairy Tail contest again this year, Lucy?" Max asked as he ducked to avoid a flying chair.
Lucy nodded, beaming, "Oh yeah, you know me. I could use the money to pay my rent!"
Max laughed, "Well I'm happy that you'll be joining again. Especially since you hardly got to experience the last one."
Right. She was turned to stone in the middle of her presentation last time. Glancing over at the Thunder God Tribe's table, she saw Freed's nose in a book and Bickslow and Evergreen bickering. Lucy giggled as she watched Evergreen smack Bickslow upside the head with her fan, his babies egging her on. Her eyes scanned around the table again, and she noted a certain Lightning Dragon Slayer wasn't with his team.
"I think the Contest will go well this year," she smiled. "No one will be turning to stone or be held hostage or experience near death or—"
"Yes Blondie, I can assure you none of those things will be happening again."
Wide-eyed, Lucy turned to face the exact slayer she was thinking about just moments before. As Laxus walked up to where she and Max stood in the middle of the guild, Lucy thoroughly scanned his body. Black leather boots. Black slacks so fitted, she could see the muscles in his thighs clench with his every stride. That purple shirt he seemed to be so fond of, top buttons open to reveal the beginnings of his toned chest, sleeves tight around those big, strong arms. His gorgeous face, steel blue eyes as striking as the lightning he summoned, strong nose, and his scar—oh his scar was just so hot. His blond hair spiked, one strand falling over his forehead. Laxus was a perfect specimen of man. An adonis. And boy would she love to just lick him all up.
Had she not been so caught up in her ogling, Lucy might have noticed Laxus's own eyes trailing up and down her body. She wore a tight black bandeau under a yellow vest with black trim, a black leather mini skirt, and knee-high heeled black boots that day. Lucy also might have noticed the way his eyes bulged as he noticed the color scheme of her outfit.
"Laxus!" Max shook both blonds out of their ogling. "Everything you asked for is in these boxes." He patted the box closest to him. "Lucy and I were just about to take them to the back so Mira could go through them."
Laxus cleared his throat. "Great, thank you Max. Please check with Mira at the bar before you put anything in the back. You know how she hates disorganization."
"Oh god, thanks for the reminder." Max shuddered suddenly. "I did not enjoy her punishment the last time I messed wi—oh man she's looking at me now. Got to go!" He snatched the small box Lucy still held and sped towards the bar with the wagon in tow.
Lucy blinked once. Twice. "I was going to ask what his punishment was, but with how fast he moved over there after Mira barely glanced in this direction, I definitely don't want to know."
"The She-Demon certainly has a way with punishment," Laxus chuckled. He crossed his arms, clearing his throat again. "So Blondie, will you be participating in the Miss Fairy Tail Contest this year?"
"As a matter of fact, I am," Lucy replied, smirking. "Though I'm hoping I don't get turned to stone this time and get used as an armrest by a certain Thunder God."
Laxus at least seemed to appear sheepish. Scratching the back of his head, he looked almost nervous as he spoke, "Yeah, sorry about that. I was a dick then. I promise I won't use you as an armrest this time." Then his entire demeanor changed. Smirking, "But I think I can find other ways to use you."
Lucy's heart raced. Did he just—
"For example, I really need some help with paperwork. Gramps has thrown it all on me. I'm terrified of asking Mira. I heard you might be able to help," Laxus said.
Oh. Oh. Damn, Lucy really thought she had a shot there.
"Yeah Laxus I can help." She gave him a small smile. "When did you want me to start?"
"Right now?"
Lucy blinked.
Laxus's arms began moving in wild gestures. "I know it's sudden, but I've been really busy helping Gramps and Mira plan Fantasia and the Contest and fell way behind and I—"
Lucy laughed. Grabbing his waving arms, she pulled them down and rested her hands on his wrists. "Calm down, Laxus. I'll help you. Just lead the way."
"Blondie, you're an angel. Thank you."
In the days leading up to the Harvest Festival, Lucy helped Laxus with his paperwork. Saying it was a mess was an understatement. When Laxus had said he was behind, Lucy thought by a few days, weeks at most, not years. As she sorted through papers, Lucy found incomplete paperwork for missions that were completed before the guild disbanded. How the paperwork managed to survive, let alone exist after everything Fairy Tail had been through, Lucy had no idea. The tedious work of paperwork aside, Lucy loved helping Laxus.
She got to sit with him and be with him alone in his office for hours while Mira and Max finalized all plans for the Harvest Festival. It was both a blessing and a curse. Laxus was too sexy for his own good. All he did was sit there and run frustrated fingers through his hair, but it left his strands tousled in the same way Lucy imagined they would be after a passionate night. And the way he bit his lip in concentration had her own teeth gnawing at her lower lip. She found herself rubbing her thighs together whenever he lifted another box filled with paperwork onto his desk, the pronounced muscles in his arms flexing with the movement. Lucy wondered if he ever noticed her, she wasn't exactly discrete about it. Especially after she'd caught him eyeing her too. After that, she moved deliberately, rubbing her breasts against his arm when she checked his paperwork over his shoulder, bending over slowly, and stretching so that her chest pushed forward. She had tried it all really, but all he ever did was smirk. It was infuriating.
Every day after working with Laxus, Lucy went home and practiced her routine for the Miss Fairy Tail Contest. She was determined to win this year, and now she had the extra incentive of getting Laxus's attention. During one of their lunch breaks, she found out that he was judging the contest alongside his grandfather and Gildarts. It was going to be a tough competition knowing those two perverts and the other girls' willingness to show skin, but she hoped that with Gildarts there, she didn't have to worry too much about Cana. Her father would very likely ruin any chance of the crowd fawning over her and would throw his cloak around her to cover up before dragging her offstage. That was less competition Lucy had to worry about, but she had a strong feeling that the Festival would go well for her this time.
When the day of the contest finally arrived, Lucy was both nervous and excited to perform. She had managed to keep the exact details of her performance from her team. Only her spirits knew and with the way Loki's nose bled when she was done, Lucy felt confident she would win the contest and hopefully, the attention of her blond dragon slayer.
As Lucy walked into the guild that day, she noticed it was rowdier than usual. It seemed other guilds had come to Magnolia to enjoy the Harvest Festival festivities. In a guild brawl, she noticed the dragon slayers from Sabertooth rolling around with Natsu and Gajeel. Sitting calmly at a table beside the tussle, Cobra from Crime Sorciere sipped from a glass as he watched the guild, his eye roaming around. The other members from the nomadic guild were spread about the guild hall. She watched a jealous Juvia lurking behind a pillar, glaring daggers at Gray and Sorano as they talked near the bar. The girls from Mermaid Heel sat at the bar chatting with Mira and Lisanna, Bacchus sitting not far from them, chugging a barrel of beer alongside Cana. As Lucy made her way across the guild hall towards her team's table, Cobra stopped her.
"If you're planning on dancing like that, you'll have more men than the lightning rod begging at your feet." He flashed her a salacious grin.
Lucy blushed. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Sure you don't," he smirked. "I look forward to your performance later."
Lucy sped away, her face burning. She'd barely made it to her team's table where Erza sat with Jellal and Hoteye when she bumped into a hard chest.
Before she could look up, strong arms steadied her and a baritone voice asked, "Blondie, are you all right? Your face is the color of Erza's hair. Natsu didn't almost burn you again, did he?"
"N-no, it's nothing. I was just talking to Cobra," Lucy replied.
"Cobra?" Laxus's grip on her arms tightened and Lucy noticed his eyes narrow in the Poison Dragon Slayer's direction. "What did he say?"
Cobra let out a booming laugh before striding over towards them. He gently pulled Lucy from Laxus's grasp and threw an arm over her shoulders. "I was just telling Lucy here that I look forward to watching her during the contest later."
Lucy flushed, her eyes darting over to Laxus to view his reaction. His jaw was clenched tightly, and if Lucy didn't know any better, she could have sworn she was looking at the face Laxus wore before battle.
"And why is that?" Laxus crossed his arms over his chest, his voice tight.
"Now why would I ruin the surprise?" Cobra grinned. He squeezed Lucy's shoulder before moving from her side. "See ya later sweet cheeks."
Lightning sparked around Laxus for a moment as Cobra walked past him towards the bar where Kinana was waving him over. Lucy tried to calm her still burning face, her cool palms against her cheeks. Before she or Laxus could say anything, Erza pulled Lucy into the booth beside her.
"Lucy! I demand you tell me about your performance for the contest, you haven't said a thing to anyone!" Erza shot her a dark look. Lucy sweatdropped. She quickly looked in Laxus's direction only to watch as he walked away. She frowned in disappoint.
Turning to Erza, "I haven't told anyone about my performance because I want it to be a surprise. Though you've already seen me do something similar during our mission in Stella."
Erza's dark look transformed into one of unfiltered glee. "Oh I see why you're keeping it secret." She gave Lucy a shit-eating grin. "Wouldn't want anyone to know that you can move like that, eh Lucy?"
"What did she do in Stella?" Jellal asked with a curious tilt of her head.
"Let's just say Lucy has a way with distraction." Erza winked at Lucy before shifting to a serious expression. "But do not fret Lucy, I shall not let any of the men in this guild muddy your honor. After your performance, I shall be by your side to protect."
Waving her hands in front of her face and laughing nervously, Lucy said, "That's not necessary Erza, I can take care of myself."
"It matters not. I do not trust the men here. You are a precious gem that must be protected at all costs," Erza asserted, banging her fist on the table. A small dent formed where her armor met the wood.
Jellal, Hoteye, and Lucy all shared similar wide-eyed looks. Sweating, Lucy smiled nervously, "Sure Erza. Thank you."
Nodding with a satisfied smile, Erza said, "Anytime Lucy. The contest will be starting soon, you should begin your preparations. Do you need any assistance?"
Running a finger over Horologium's key, Lucy realized she had about an hour before the contest began. "Thank you Erza, but I don't need any help. I have Cancer to help with hair and makeup and Virgo to help with my outfit. Are you not participating this year Erza?"
Lucy secretly hoped not. It would mean less competition for her. She watched Erza glance in Jellal's direction, her cheeks tinged pink. "I decided to be an audience member this year. You have my full support Lucy, I hope you win."
"Thank you Erza!" Lucy grinned. "I'm going to go get ready now, so I'll see you later."
Waving at the Jellal and Hoteye, Lucy made her way to the bar to ask Mira would the contestants would be getting ready this year.
"The dressing room is behind the stage Lucy. The other girls should already be there." Mira smiled sweetly.
"Thanks Mira!" Lucy was just about to walk away when she realized something. "Wait Mira, are you not participating this year either?" Please say no, please say no.
"Oh I am, but I don't require much preparation so I'm going to work the bar a little longer," she replied. Already moving to a customer down the bar, Mira called over her shoulder, "I'll see you later Lucy!"
Fate would have been too kind if both Erza and Mira were not participating this year. But Lucy had a feeling Mira might try to pull transformations similar to last time's so she wasn't too worried.
In the dressing room, Lisanna, Juvia, Levy, Bisca, Evergreen, Cana, and Wendy were getting ready. Lisanna was practicing going in and out of cute animal transformations, Juvia was playing with her water magic, Levy was brushing her hair, Bisca was checking her magic guns, Evergreen was applying makeup, Cana was drinking booze, and Wendy was fretting over the bows Carla was tying in her hair.
"Lucy!" Cana slurred. "Let me do your hair!"
Lucy walked over to the guild's resident drunk and was overwhelmed with the stench of alcohol. Lucy crinkled her nose, sniffing. "Cancer is going to take care of my hair and makeup, but thank you Cana."
Cana pouted, "Fine, but I call doing your makeup next time. I'd make you look sexy."
Lucy sweatdropped. "Yes, I'm sure you would."
"So what are you doing for your talent hot stuff?" Cana gulped alcohol from a flask.
Lucy shot her a naughty grin. "You'll see, Cana. I think you'll like it very much."
Cana's eyebrows shot up before she smirked, "Oh you naughty girl. You have plans to win this contest, don't you?"
"Perhaps," Lucy smirked right back.
"The only person winning this contest, is me," Evergreen marched over with a hand on her hip. "I am a true fairy after all."
Cana leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms under her breasts, "I wouldn't be so sure Evergreen. Lucy will have the entire guild, including the judges, eating out of the palm of her hand, I'm sure of it."
"Why are you putting so much faith in her? Don't you want to win the contest for yourself?" Evergreen huffed.
Cana shrugged, "I don't really care. I'm just doing this for fun. The money is nice, but with Gildarts as a father, I want for nothing anymore. He's a bothersome dad, but he takes care of me." She smiled softly.
Evergreen walked away, rolling her eyes. Lucy laid a hand on Cana's shoulder and squeezed, "I'm happy for you Cana. Gildarts sounds like a great father."
"He is," she smiled. "Now stop talking to me and call out your spirit so he can do your hair and makeup. You have less than an hour!"
"Oh, right!"
Laxus was going crazy.
He had always been attracted to Lucy, had always felt his heart race, and blood thrum under his skin when he saw her, but seeing her in his magic's colors the other day, he was at his wit's end. Then he had the bright idea of asking her for help doing paperwork and that was a mistake. It took everything in him not to grab her by the hips and take her against his desk. Especially with the way she would rub her breasts against his arms, and bend over in front of him, and stretch so that he had an amazing view of her assets. He smelled her arousal too, knew she was as attracted to him as he was to her, but he couldn't act on his desire. He didn't deserve to. Lucy was an angel to this guild, and he was still trying to make up for his past transgressions. He wouldn't be good for a woman like Lucy, as much as he could feel that they would be magic together, he couldn't bring himself to taint her with his troubled past.
So he held himself back.
But gods, he was about to forget all his reasons for keeping away from Lucy.
As a judge for the Miss Fairy Tail Contest, Laxus had a front row seat just a few feet from the front of the stage. With this seat came an amazing view of Lucy in all her celestial beauty. She was the last of the ladies to walk out from behind the stage curtains and Max's lineup certainly saved the best for last. Lucy emerged from backstage in a flowing deep blue gown that shimmered in the light, like a night sky full of stars. Her hair was pinned up in an elegant bun, long front strands framing her face. Honey brown eyes stood out against dark eyeshadow, thick eyelashes, and a wicked black eyeliner. Full lips stained a deep red. Her heels, unseeable under the long length of her gown, clicked with every step towards center stage. Laxus could hardly hear the shouts and whistles from the men and women around him above the sound of his heart about to explode from his chest.
"Hi everyone!" Lucy spoke into the microphone, face beaming brighter than the sun and the stars. "My name is Lucy and I'm going to show you all some celestial magic," Then she met Laxus's gaze and winked, "and a little something else."
What!? What's that supposed to mean! Blood rushed Laxus's head—both heads.
Lucy stepped back from the microphone and pulled out her keys. Pointing them above her head, streams of gold sparkles filled the air and fell in showers over the crowd. Twirling in a circle, some of her spirits began appearing around her. Loke, Aries, Sagittarius, Virgo, Capricorn, Lyra, Plue. How she had so many spirits out at once, Laxus had no idea, but she looked so happy he couldn't even tell if the magic was draining her. Virgo, Capricorn, and Plue spread themselves across the stage and started dancing—if you could call what they were doing dancing. Loke busied himself with shooting light and glitter from his ring, Aries created pink cushions to lift the other spirits sans Lyra into the air, where they continued to dance and perform magic. Sagittarius shot arrows into the sky, which exploded into flowers and glitter. Max and his broom were sure going to have fun sweeping all this glitter off the floors. Lyra was with Lucy in the center of it all, dancing in circles and throwing jingle bell laughter into the air. Ooh's and aah's reverberated around the guild hall.
The spirit show lasted for some moments before the celestial spirits worked together to create a wall of light, glitter, and pink wool that shielded Lucy from the crowd before the stage lights completely cut out. The crowd hushed into murmurs and whispers. Laxus was about to stand and head towards the stage to see if something had gone wrong, but suddenly the pink wall disappeared, revealing a single spotlight centerstage. Laxus nearly fell off his chair at the sight before him.
Lucy stood with one hand propped against her popped hip, the other gripping the tall silver pole beside her. Her golden hair fell in waves over her shoulders, her feet adorned by black heels. She wore black lingerie with sheer mesh underwire cups and a sheer lace underbust, a matching g-string panty, and an ankle-length purple mesh skirted overlay with a vented open front. Her eyes sparkled with mirth; lips formed into a proud smirk.
The crowd was silent for a second before the guild burst into a cacophony of noise, hoots and hollers echoing across the room. The voices of his fellow guild members reached his ears:
"Yesss Lucy! That's my girl!"
"Lushyy your sex appeal doesn't work!"
"Whoo Luce! That's my best friend!"
"Cosplayer is HOT, I wanna hit that!"
"Who knew Lucy had it in her."
"Ha yes! This is the show I've been looking forward to all night!"
"Love rival! You will not steal my Gray from me!"
Laxus for one, was speechless.
Lucy always wore revealing clothing, but she was on another level this evening. It took everything in Laxus not to go up on stage and rip her away from all these eyes and perverts, including his grandfather, who was drooling at the mouth and halfway across the judge table. Adjusting himself, Laxus stood to snatch her away as planned, but then Lucy met his eyes and he was done for. Her brown eyes were a dark, lust-filled chocolate. His eyes moved down to her mouth, where he watched as she ran her pink tongue across her lips, biting her lower lip gently before pulling it into her mouth. She gave a slow shake of her head and looked at his chair, placating him to sit back down. He did as she said, smirking now because he knew whatever she did next was all for him.
Soft music began playing, and Laxus barely noticed that all of Lucy's spirits but Lyra had left their keyholder's side. Lyra was off to the side plucking strings on a harp. As she played the intro notes, Lucy began a slow turn around the pole. When she was facing forward again, Lucy began singing: "Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no," her voice deep and sultry. She continued her slow turns around the pole for the intro before posing with a leg hitched up on the pole, her back arched, hair falling in shimmering tresses.
With hooded eyes, she looked straight at Laxus singing, "You got me looking so crazy, my baby." Laxus leaned back in his seat, hands behind his head as he prepared himself for this delicious show. "I'm not myself, lately, I'm foolish, I don't do this…" Lucy lifted her hips against the pole, thrusting herself against it. "You got me sprung, but I don't care who sees, 'cause baby, you got me, you got me..." She hooked her other leg around the pole, slowly lifting herself higher as she sang into the chorus. Laxus was growing tight in his pants, unbearably so, but all he saw was Lucy in all her gorgeous glory. And oh how he wanted that pole to be him. To have her grind and move her lithe form against his firm body. With every sound that escaped her pouty lips, Laxus was closer to losing all control over himself and going after what he wanted. He could also smell the growing arousal from the other men around him, and no way did he want other men salivating over his girl. Lucy let herself fall, legs spread on either side of her in a split before she landed deftly on her heels. She did another slow sensual turn before stopping in front of the pole, moving her hips side to side in a slow squat, where she spread her knees apart, her panties and pussy on full display for Laxus. The scent of her arousal hit him then, and he clenched his jaw. She was really testing his patience.
She lifted herself from her squat, gyrating her hips in slow motions, singing, "Got me looking so crazy right now." She moved across the stage towards Laxus, a slow sensual walk, her hands running up her body from her thighs to her breasts. "Your touch got me looking so crazy right now." She reached the edge of the stage right in front of Laxus, where she dropped onto her knees. "Got me hoping you'll save me right now." Her back arched, her hair spilled onto the floor behind her as she slowly rubbed her palms up her toned stomach, over her luscious bosom, up her chest and neck. Laxus gritted his teeth, holding back a groan. "Your kiss got me hoping you'll save me right now." She flipped her hair around and threw her head back, her golden tresses falling messily. "Looking so crazy in love, got me looking…" She gracefully fixed herself onto her back, "Got me looking, got me looking so crazy," arching off the ground with her head turned towards Laxus, practically moaning "in looovee."
Lucy winked at him as she fixed herself back to stand. She walked back toward centerstage, her ass moving for all to see, singing, "Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no." She continued the final verse as she reached the pole, climbing upwards again, on the last line letting herself fall back slowly, her thighs gripping the pole, "Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no." She released a breathy gasp as she gave a final sensual arch of her back, the stage falling black.
Whistles and hollers once again filled the guild halls, now accompanied by many nose bleeds and a few soiled pants. Laxus looked beside him to find both his grandfather and Gildarts passed out, blood trailing from their nostrils. Laxus rolled his eyes. Adjusting himself—Blondie was so going to pay for this—Laxus walked up to the microphone on stage. The uproar around the guild fell to a small hush.
Clearing his throat, "Lucy wins."
No one argued; instead, the guild cheered and he headed backstage where he hoped Lucy was. He did find her there, along with all the other contestants plus Erza. Laxus leaned against the doorframe to the dressing room and crossed his arms. The girls surrounded Lucy, who sat in a chair in front of a mirror. They all gushed over her outfit, her dance moves, begging her to teach them pole dancing, asking where she got her outfit. Lucy responded to everyone and everything with great animation.
"So Lucy, who were you dancing for huh?" Cana wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
He watched as Lucy's cheeks reddened and he smirked, but she answered, "I just really had to win Cana. I need the money for rent. No other reason."
"Mmhmm like we believe that." Then Cana met Laxus's gaze in the mirror and grinned a shit eating grin. "I think the man you were dancing for is looking for you Lucy."
"Huh?" Lucy crinkled her nose adorably before she also noticed Laxus in the mirror. "Laxus!"
All the women turned to face the doorway, mouths in varying expressions of shock, joy, and suggestiveness. Wendy's face was the color of Erza's hair.
"Let's go girls, we should let the two talk!" Mira caroled the girls towards the exit where Laxus stood aside to let them pass.
Cana snorted, "Right. Talk."
Suddenly Laxus's throat was met with a sword. "If you dishonor Lucy in any way, you will answer to me." Erza threatened.
"Erza!" Lucy scolded, cheeks aflame.
Laxus raised his hands in surrender, "I wouldn't even think of it."
Erza narrowed her eyes at him, but eventually lowered her weapon and left with a simple nod. Laxus closed the door behind her, locking it. He strode over to where Lucy sat, still in her black lingerie. He heard as her heart rate increased and her arousal drifted into his senses.
"Quite a show you put on there, Blondie," Laxus said as he reached her side, leaning against the vanity mirror she sat in front of. He watched her cheeks grow pink and she looked down bashfully before she met his gaze with a confident grin.
"Did you like it?" Her teeth dug into her lower lip.
Pulling her lip from between her teeth, Laxus kept his thumb on her mouth as his voice deepened, "I more than liked it…Lucy."
She gasped and Laxus took the opportunity to move forward and capture her lips in his. Their lips clashed together in a heated kiss. Laxus moved his hand to hold her head as he tilted it up so her lips met his more fully. Lucy moaned, her own hands moving to grip Laxus by his biceps. He loved his free arm to wrap around her small waist, lifting her and spinning her around so she landed on the vanity, the items there crashing to the floor. Neither cared as their lips continued to move in a sensual dance. Lucy pulled away first, breathless, but Laxus wasn't ready to stop just yet as his mouth ran a hot trail down her neck. Lucy giggled, pulling at Laxus's hair slightly.
"Lucy," Laxus breathed. He left burning kisses across her collarbone. "Lucy, I want you." His grip tightened around her waist, pulling her body flush against his. His erection pressed against her core.
All bashfulness gone, Lucy trailed a hand down Laxus's torso and abdomen, stopping just above the bulge in his pants. In a sultry voice, Lucy said, "Certainly feels like you want me."
Laxus groaned into her neck and pressed himself against her small hand. Is this really what he was holding himself back from. Boy was he an idiot.
"Wanna hear the best part, Laxus?" Lucy murmured in his ear, her breath hot. He grunted. "I want you too."
Suddenly, Laxus tightened both his arms around Lucy, holding her close. Taking this as a sign that he wanted more from her, Lucy began nipping at his ear, her tongue soothing the skin her teeth met.
"Wait, Lucy." Laxus pulled his head away from her and looked down, his hair falling over his eyes.
"What is it?" She brought a hand up to his cheek, forcing him to meet her eyes.
"I-I don't just want you like this, Lucy," he confessed. "I want all of you."
Lucy's eyes softened. "Did you think I wouldn't want all of you, too?"
Laxus met her gaze, nodding. "Honestly? Yeah. You represent everything good about this guild. And I turned you into stone at the last contest we had."
"First of all, that was Evergreen. Second, you've more than made up for what you did then, Laxus. We all forgave you a long time ago." Lucy looked away bashfully before murmuring, "And I've always liked you." She faced him then, looking straight into his eyes. "Ever since I read about you in magazines. Then I finally met you and you were, well you were going through some teenage angst or something. And then you saved us all on Tenrou, defended us at the Grand Magic Games, and saved your teammates and civilians when you inhaled Bane Particles. You're an amazing man, Laxus. And if you'll have me, I'd like to give us a shot."
Laxus smiled, "Thank you Lucy." Then like flipping a switch, he was smirking and taunting, "Now, I've been tortured by this lousy excuse of an outfit you're wearing long enough." He rubbed his large hands over her hips and gripped her ass. Lucy let out a sharp gasp, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. "Where did you even find something so dainty?"
"Virgo."
"The masochistic maid?"
"That's the one."
"I'll have to thank her later."
Laxus tilted Lucy's chin up and his lips were on hers again. Determined to go further, Laxus prodded her lips with his tongue, asking for permission that she readily gave. He rubbed his tongue against hers, exploring every bit of her pouty mouth. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as Lucy moaned into his mouth. Feeling his pants tightening again, Laxus lifted Lucy from the vanity, stepped back and sat in the chair she occupied earlier. He forced her down against his large bulge, her barely covered center grinding against him. Lucy pulled away from their kiss with a gasp. Laxus kissed her roughly.
"Touch me, Lucy." He nipped at her neck. "Do every single dirty thing that comes to that precious mind of yours."
Wasting no time, Lucy began fumbling with his shirt buttons, pulling them out as Laxus bit and sucked at her neck. She groaned in satisfaction once Laxus's chest and abs were revealed. Smirking at her enthusiasm, Laxus sat back and let his little vixen do as she pleased. He only moved to help her get him out of his sleeves. Upper body fully exposed, Laxus watched Lucy's eyes move slowly, following the small hands she rubbed down his shoulders, over his toned chest, tracing the tattoo on his pectoral, down his washboard abs, and back up again, flicking his nipples with her thumbs as she went. He sat there slightly dazed as the scent of her arousal completely enveloped him. Unable to wait any longer, Laxus snuck a hand underneath Lucy and moving her panties aside, inserted two fingers into her warmth. Lucy fell forward, gasping and breathing heavily.
"Yes, yes, huggnnh, L-Laxus," she breathed out as he pumped his fingers inside her. She bounced up and down in his lap, her juices slowly flowing down his hand. He brought his thumb to her clit and she nearly screamed, her voice caught as he rubbed slow circles onto her nub. She let out a string of moans as Laxus worked his magical fingers.
"Hold on, Lucy," Laxus grunted.
"H-Hold on f-for wh-hat?" Lucy bit her lip, holding back a groan.
He didn't respond and before she could ask again, Lucy felt a shock—a literal shock—shoot from her clit and up her spine to her brain that she was certain shortcircuited with the orgasm that ravaged her body. Convulsing, pleasure and a little bit of pain rippled through her body and she mewled in pleasure. Laxus removed his hand from her center, his hand and her panties completely drenched in her cum. Lucy fell against Laxus's chest, strands of her hair plastered against her sweaty forehead. Laxus brought his wet hand to his mouth and gave her juices a taste. He closed his eyes, groaning. He waited for Lucy's pounding heartbeat to return to normal before he tilted her head up to meet his gaze.
He let out a throaty laugh at her glazed eyes and satisfied smile, "You alright, Lucy?"
"Mmhmm," she hummed as she nuzzled his hand.
"You ready for more?" He ran his other hand up and down her leg, feeling goosebumps rise across her skin at his light touch.
"Oh yes," she moaned. She lifted her body and leaned back to run her palms down to the button of his pants. "I want to feel you inside me. Fucking me. All. Night. Long." She shot Laxus a sultry grin as she began undoing his pants.
His halted her movements and she pouted. "Keep pouting like that and I'll bite your lip."
"Can you, please?" She pouted again.
Laxus growled, and Lucy squealed as he forced her mouth against his, biting her lip as he promised. He pulled away, her bottom lip between his teeth, nipping it before pulling away. "Listen, all this lingerie needs to come off. Now. Then I can fuck you all night long."
Lucy blinked and then grinned devilishly. She reached her arms behind her to undo her bra, the mesh and lace material falling from her breasts. Laxus groaned at the beautiful sight, burying his face in her chest. He had always seen that damn blue cat do it, he wanted to, too. Lucy wrapped her arms around his head, running her fingers through his spiked strands. Just as Laxus began running his tongue over her left breast, there was a jiggle of the door handle and then a knock.
"Lucy! Laxus!" Cana. "Done with your talk yet? You two have been in there for a while. People might start to get suspicious you know." Laxus just knew she was wiggling her eyebrows.
Laxus was about to growl at her to leave when Lucy spoke first.
"Fuck off, Cana! I'm trying to get laid!" Well, then.
"YES GIRL YOU GET IT!" And Cana was gone.
Laxus turned to Lucy, smirking, "Is that all you're using me for? To get laid?"
Lucy pressed a long kiss to his lips. "Of course not, silly. I'm using you to get laid more than once tonight and hopefully for days, weeks, months to come." She grinned against his mouth.
"Dance like that for me again. And only me—I want a private show. And I'll give you anything you want," Laxus murmured, their lips brushing.
"Deal."
A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! If not, constructive criticism is always welcome. Leave behind a review or message me for any requests :)