Thank you to everyone who reviewed, you guys are so sweet!! Here's a long chappy for you horny Gremlins. This will be a story, not a one-shot, as I have ideas for the first few chapters. Like I said in the first chapter, this is a porn with plot story! Stinglu supremacy!!

Enjoy~

Lucy tried her best to contain her excitement when she saw the Sabertooth guild come into view. She hasn't seen Sting in a couple of weeks now and she was starting to miss his beautiful face and tempting body. She was more than ready for a round two, she just hoped they would be able to find some time for a little fun. They had kept in touch through lacrima, becoming friends over the passed two weeks. He was actually pretty funny, which just added to his charm. She discovered that when he gives a wide smile he has small dimples, and it made him look adorable. He was plaguing her mind ever since their first night and she was happy to let thoughts of him run through her.

Just the memory of him pressing her face into the mattress while he pounded into her was enough to get her going. She had used the memory of their coupling to help her touch herself, but in the end she just wasn't satisfied. It would be enough to calm her down, but her own fingers would never be able to replace his skilled ones. She really liked his hands, they were rough and calloused, but they sent shivers through her every time he touched her. She wondered if she would be able to convince him to wear his gloves during sex, they actually looked really good on him and she wanted his gloved hand wrapped around her throat as he-

"Finally, we're here."

She almost jumped at the sudden raspy voice beside her. She forgot that she was here on business with Laxus. Makarov was on vacation and called Laxus to say that he "forgot" that he had a meeting with Sting today. He left the blonde man in charge while he was gone so he could try and smack some responsibility into his grandsons skull, but the lazy old fuck had left him with a ton of work. Lucy offered to help Laxus as much as she could since she had experience with paperwork from her father.

Right now, though, he was trying to power through a nasty cold. His constant sniffling, dry coughing, and loud sneezes were covered by the medical mask that barley fit over his large face. He asked her to go along with him in case he would have trouble talking, or breathing, or even staying awake.

"Man, even my ears are all plugged up." Laxus grumbled as they walked up to the front doors.

"Oh no, the mighty Laxus has been reduced to us lowly humans without his dragon powers." Lucy snickered.

"Shut up." He sniffled, rolling his eyes.

She grinned up at him before pushing open the doors. Her heart hammered in her chest with anticipation as her eyes scanned the room in search for the blonde guild master. When she didn't see him, her shoulders sagged slightly. He was probably in his office getting prepared for their meeting, but she wanted to be able to see him first before then and maybe sneak in a few kisses. It was a bit late in the afternoon since they had mostly walked to Crocus, under Laxus' demands of course. He would rather walk than go on any transportation while he was already sick. She wondered if she could convince him to stay the night in Crocus so she could sneak away to see Sting.

"Well, look who it is! Come over here, Sparky!" Orga called from across the guild.

She heard Laxus groan in annoyance and she placed a hand on his arm. "Why don't you go say hi, I wanna find Rufus anyways to ask him about a book." When he sighed and nodded, she internally cheered while watching him walk over to the other Lightning Mage. She had no idea if Rufus was even at the guild, all she knew was that she didn't see him in the main hall. Turning and casually making her way up to the second floor, she was thankful that the library and Sting's office were both upstairs so it didn't seem suspicious. The Fairy Tail Grand Magic Games team went for a visit to Sabertooth just before Sting and Lucy slept together, and she remembered where some rooms were located. She knew the library and his office were upstairs, and that the newly constructed pool and bar were downstairs. The pool was still under construction when they visited, but Sting excitedly told her when it was done while they were chatting one night over the lacrima.

Lucy reached the top of the stairs and felt her heard start to hammer in her chest. Each step closer to the office had her stomach twisting in knots, excited to finally see the man that has been clouding her vision. She stopped in front of the wooden door and flattened out her skirt, then ran her fingers through her hair to rid of any tangles. With a final deep breath, she lightly knocked on the door. When she heard a muffled voice that allowed her entry, she let a saucy smile grace her lips as she pushed open the door.

Oh my. She thought as she took in his disheveled appearance. His eyes were still downcast to the papers on his desk, and it seemed that he hasn't realized who came in yet. He was wearing a tight black sleeveless shirt that was doing nothing to hide his wonderful body that lay beneath, his usual blue gloves that rose to his biceps, and his hair seemed messier than usual. There was a pinch in his brow as he scribbled something down, and Lucy couldn't help but bite her lip at how unintentionally sexy he was.

She shuts the door a little forcefully, a smirk finding her full lips when he jumped in his seat and his gaze shot up. "Sorry to interrupt, Master Sting." She coos, sauntering over to the surprised mage.

"Lucy?" Sting asks as his eyes drop to watch her hips sway. He was expecting Makarov, not the beautiful blonde. Not that he was complaining, he would rather spend time with her than an old man.

She stops in front of the desk, leaning forward to place her hands on the smooth wood. "It's good to see you again, Master Sting. Master Makarov is on vacation right now, so he sent Laxus in is stead." She smiled innocently at him.

Sting's mouth suddenly felt very dry as she leaned over his desk. The way she said his title had him gripping his pen tightly, a wave of arousal washing through him. He heard his guild call him Master all of the time, but it was like a burst of heat coming from her beautiful lips. Those lips that he remembers devouring the last time they had met in person.

"I see. Well, I don't mind." He swallows as she leans back up. He shook his head and cleared his throat, feeling his cheeks warm as she continued smiling at him. "So then, you decided to tag along with him because...?"

She giggled and slowly made her way around the desk. "I help Laxus out sometimes whenever Master dumps his work on him." Her fingers brush along his chair as she steps behind him. She stops and trails her fingers down his tense arm. "And I wanted to see my favourite toy."

Sting sucked in a sharp breath before spinning his chair around to face her. She was just as much of a temptress as the last time, and he didn't think he would ever get over it. He reached forward and placed his hands on her hips, guiding her down to sit on his lap. He brought his hand up to brush her hair behind her ear before cupping the back of her neck. "Your favourite, huh? I'm honoured." He breathed before leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers.

Lucy moaned into the kiss, her hands tangling in his spiky hair. It was as soft as she remembered, and it felt great to tug the blonde locks between her fingers as his tongue speared into her mouth. This is what she was missing, what she craved. His touch, his voice, his scent, his taste. He was addicting and she never wanted to leave. She shivered as his gloved hands pushed up her shirt to rub at her back, and she tugged him closer to deepen the kiss. Yep, she would definitely be asking him to keep the gloves on tonight.

Pulling away from her sweet lips, Sting couldn't help the small growl of approval at the flustered look on her face. He leaned forward and trailed kisses along her neck and collarbone. "You're as beautiful as the last time I touched you." He mumbled against her skin, his eyes sliding shut and a smile gracing his lips when he heard her breath stutter.

She let out a soft moan when his sharp canines nipped at her chest, and she looked down at the quietly humming man. She felt her heart stop for just a moment when she saw the gentle smile on his face, his eyes opening to look up at her through his lashes and the desire that swirled through them sent Lucy into a daze. He was beautiful, she had never seen a look like that on someone before. He looked so content to just be holding her, yet his eyes told her he wanted to ravish her. It took her breath away.

Her mind was brought back to reality when his hands cupped her breasts and she let out a small gasp. She leaned forward and bit his bottom lip, smiling at the soft groan he let loose. "We can't go all the way right now, Laxus will be up here soon." She said as she kissed his cheek.

Sting hummed in agreement and pulled his hands back to rest on the arms of his chair. "Such a tease." A small smirk lifted his lips as his eyes roamed over her slightly flushed skin.

"I'll show you a real tease." She grinned before sliding off of his lap to sit on her knees. Her grin widened when he looked down at her with wide eyes, her fingers gently brushing over the button of his pants.

"Y-You just said that Laxus will be here soon, I don't-" He was cut off by his own gasp when she started rubbing him through his pants, his cock slowly awakening.

"There's something I've wanted to try with you, and I think this is the perfect opportunity, Master Sting." She shuffled to the side until she was seated on her ankles under his desk, a devious smile on her face. She giggled when realization suddenly hit him and he shook his head, a bright flush lighting his cheeks.

"No. No way. Not only is that so wrong, but he's a Dragon Slayer, he'd catch on instantly." Sting swallowed hard as her hands rubbed his thighs. He had a hard time saying no to her, especially when she looked at him like that, but this was risky.

"He's got a cold today, can't smell or hear for shit." She leaned her head down to rest on his thigh, a small pout on her lips. "You're not gonna say no to me, right, Master Sting?" She fluttered her lashes at him, her hand gliding up and down his inner thigh. There were dozens of different things she wanted to try out with the blonde man, and this was one of her fantasies. It was something she only wanted to do with him, as a Guild Master and her secret lover.

"Fuck..." He let out a breath as she unbuttoned his pants, dragging the zipper down slowly. This was wrong, so why did the thought turn him on so much? "Just this once..." He gripped the arms of his chair when she gave a triumphant smirk before opening the front of his pants. Even with normal hearing, someone would be able to hear her ministrations under the desk. An idea came to mind and he pulled open his drawer, his eyes never leaving the sinful pair that peeked at him from below the desk. His fingers finally wrapped around the heating lacrima that he kept stored in there. He always hated it because it hummed too loudly for him, but he was grateful for it now. He sent a little too much magic into the lacrima when her hands wrapped around his hardened cock, and the lacrima would have burnt his fingers if he wasn't wearing gloves. Pulling back some of his magic, he placed the small orb on the desk as the familiar hum rang through the quiet office.

Lucy smirked when she heard the noise coming from above her. That would definitely help her stay hidden. She flicked her tongue out and let it drag from the base to his tip, her tongue flattening over the flared head. She let out a soft moan when she tasted his precum, the sweet liquid spreading across her tongue. She looked up at him and had to stop herself from moaning at the look he was giving her. His eyes were half lidded as he stared at her in lust, his lips slighted parted while quiet puffs of air left him, and a small blush staining his cheeks. He was a sight to behold.

Sting let one hand tangle in her hair to keep it out of her face as she wrapped her lips around him. If he was being honest, he had fantasized about her under his desk before, but he never dared to act on it. It was inappropriate and unprofessional, yet he just couldn't deny her when she gave him that sexy pleading look. If they were caught, he would die of embarrassment. Laxus was a very observant person, so he hoped that the cold would put the Lightning Dragon out of it enough to not notice anything out of the ordinary.

Lucy felt like a waterfall splashed against her panties when he let out a soft moan as she pulled him further into her mouth. The way his fingers brushed through her hair, lightly gripping it every time she did something he liked, it sent her whole body ablaze. She pushed her head further down until she choked on his thick cock, pulling back up to gasp for air quietly. She relaxed her throat and pushed back down once more, letting him slide further into her mouth until her nose pressed against his cleanly shaven pelvis. She looked up at him with watery eyes and watched as his pupils dilated into smaller slits. She always loved his eyes, how Dragon Slayer eyes gave him a thinner pupal rather than a round one, it suited him perfectly.

Sting let out a soft growl when she pulled back, her lips glistening as they worked around his aching shaft. She was gorgeous, flushed face and teary eyed, and just the sight of her under his desk was enough to make him want to blow.

There was a knock on the door and they both stilled. This was it, the real test. Sting willed his blush to go away as she grinned up at him.

"Come in." He silently cursed at the small crack in his voice, flicking Lucy's forehead when he heard her snicker. He brought both of his hands up to fold on his desk as the door opened to reveal the hulking man in a medical mask. He looked like shit.

"Hey." Laxus croaked, closing the door behind him. "Did Lucy stop by here? I can't find her." He asked as he sat down in the chair opposite of Sting.

"No, I didn't even know you two were coming." His hands tightened their hold on each other when her tongue swirled around the tip of his cock. "Maybe with Yukino?"

Laxus huffed and rolled his eyes. "She said she was gonna look for Rufus." He sniffled and placed a stack of papers that he was holding on the desk. "Whatever, she'll make her way here eventually." He cleared his throat. "Gramps is on vacation right now, so he asked me to fill in."

Sting nodded, his hips giving a small thrust into Lucy's mouth when Laxus looked away for a moment. "That's no problem, it's not anything huge." Sting slid the papers towards himself, scanning the neat writing that he recognized as Makarov's. "He wanted to form a proper partnership between our guilds, but we're already on good terms so it's nothing big. We just wanted to make it a legal partnersh-" He suddenly jumped and his knee hit the desk when Lucy scraped her teeth against his skin before gently nipping at the tip.

"What the fuck?" Laxus asked, his eyebrows raising.

Sting cleared his throat and blushed. "S-Sorry, sitting in this chair for too long can, um, give me muscle spasms. Still not used to it." He gave an awkward chuckle.

Laxus slowly nodded before bringing his attention back to the papers before them. "Gramps just wanted to go over a few things before signing it and sending it to the council."

Lucy's heart was pounding in her chest as she listened to them discuss the partnership. This was exhilarating, it sent waves of heat washing through her. Laxus had no idea that she was under the desk, and it only spurred her to bob her head quicker. Her lips were protecting him from her teeth while her tongue danced around the throbbing length. She had to stifle her laughter when he jumped before, and when he swatted at her, she took that as a sign to not use her teeth again. She pulled away, using her hand to continue to stroke him as she quietly caught her breath. Leaning down once more, she wrapped her lips around one of his balls and gave it a gentle suck. She felt him tense and brushed her thumb over his tip before switching to the other side of the tender flesh. She dragged her tongue along the smooth skin, loving that he kept his body clean shaven.

He had told her before that he preferred to shave as his hair tends to get very itchy. Even his legs were smoother than hers. The only hair that was safe from his razor was the mess that sat atop his head. She remembered feeling a little insecure at first since she had hair on her legs and the area above her sex when they first hooked up, but he assured her that he didn't mind. He explained that he did it for personal comfort and that he knows it's natural, so he didn't mind that she had some. He was very sweet about it, and she assured him that she didn't think he was any less masculine for his personal preferences.

She wrapped her lips around his twitching cock once more, her tongue circling the tip before she began to bob her head again. Her tongue flicked across him as she moved, her hand stroking the rest of him. She felt his hips twitch, and knew that he was close. Before she could contemplate if she should finish him off or wait for Laxus to leave, she heard Laxus start coughing.

Laxus turned his head as he coughed into is elbow, his lungs and throat burning. He took a moment to catch his breath before looking back at the guild master. "Excuse me for a minute." He said before standing and taking his leave.

Sting watched as the door closed behind him and leaned back in his chair. She suddenly gave a hard suck, and he couldn't stop the moan from spilling from his lips as he held her head in place. He started to thrust himself into her hot mouth, growling when he heard a small whimper. His eyes met the crying blonde below and he finally let go, giving one finally thrust before spilling himself into her throat.

Lucy swallowed and pulled back when his grip loosened, coughing quietly as he sat there panting. When his eyes moved down to look into hers, she licked her lips and gave him a grin. There was an ache between her things, but she wouldn't be able to do anything about it until tonight. And what a fun night she knew it would be.

"You're beautiful." Sting panted, brushing a gloved finger over her cheek.

Lucy blushed before crawling out from under the desk. She stood and brushed out the wrinkles in her skirt. "That was hot." She giggled.

He chuckled back at her and stood as well to fix her hair. "Sorry, I didn't mean to mess it up so much." He said as he brushed her hair out of her face and flattened the mess on top. He gave her a gentle smile while running his fingers through her hair to brush out the tangles.

She felt her face grow even warmer at the look he gave her. He had such a charming smile, and he continued to pull her in further and further every time they talked. "It's okay, it'll only get more messy tonight."

He chuckled once more and pulled his hands away. "I hope you're ready for a long night." He purred, running his nose along her cheek.

She bit her lip when his own soft pair brushed over her neck. "I need to go before Laxus gets back." She breathed.

"But you smell so good." He pulled his head back and let his hands rest on her ass before giving the round globs a firm squeeze.

It took everything in her to step away from him, blushing at the smirk he gave her. "Be patient." She pointed at him before turning to take her leave. She opened the door slightly and peeks into the hallway, sighing in relief when she saw it was empty. She looked behind her at the dishevelled man before motioning to his groin. "You might wanna put that away." He blushed and she threw a final wink over her shoulder at him, quickly slipping out and jogging to the library. She slipped inside and waited by the door for a few minutes until she heard the telltale sniffling of the sickly Dragon Slayer. She opened the door again and casually walked out, their eyes meeting.

"There you are." Laxus rasped before coughing again. "I brought you here to help me with this shitty cold and you run off on me." He grumbled.

Lucy laughed and stopped beside him. "Sorry, Rufus was very talkative today." She felt kind of bad for hiding from him, but it was worth it.

"Whatever, we're almost done. I need you to finish it, though, because my throat is killing me." Laxus says as they make their way towards the office.

"I bet your knees hurt too." She snickered as she opened the door to Sting's office. She let out a squeal when he sent a small burst of lightning at her.

"Watch it, Blondie." Laxus grumbled as they entered the office.

She quickly stuck her tongue out at him before turning to face the man in the office, his striking blue eyes instantly meeting hers. "Hi, Master Sting, it's been a while." She smiles.

"Hey, Lucy. Haven't seen you since the guild master trade off. How have you been?" Sting smiles back at her as Laxus sits and she stays standing just behind the eldest blonde. He mentally noted that he needed to get another chair in his office.

"I've been well. Lots of exciting things happening, especially today." Lucy gave a wink from her place behind Laxus.

"Didn't know books could be that entertaining." Laxus coughed. "Let's get this finished."

"Right." Sting nods, trying his best to ignore the lustful look that Lucy was sending him. This was going to be a long meeting.

Sting led the pair down the stairs after their meeting was finished, with the blonde guild master agreeing to the contract and signing it so they could bring it back to Makarov. "It was good seeing you two, you should visit more." He smiles.

"We'd love to." Lucy smiles back and nods.

"Maybe, all I want right now is some rest." Laxus huffed.

She turns to face her guild mate. "Why don't we spend the night in town? Its getting pretty late and you sound worse than this morning." She says with concern.

"Yeah, some sleep sounds great." He sighed, turning towards the exit and waving to Orga.

As Lucy went to follow after him, she felt something slide into her palm. She squeezed her hand and felt that it was paper, and looked back at the man behind her. There was a dusting of pink on his cheeks and she thought he was adorable. "Bye, Master Sting." She gave a final smile before jogging after her grumpy companion. She fell into step just behind him so she could peek at the small slip of paper. An address and a time, perfect.

"Where's the closest inn? I could sleep on any bed at this point." Laxus sniffled.

Lucy hummed as she glanced around. "I'm not sure, it looks like we still gotta go a bit father until we reach town." She quietly chuckled when he grumbled.

Her mind wandered back to Sting, and what they did not even an hour before. It was embarrassing and thrilling, but oh so sexy. She was hoping he would agree to do more of her fantasies, at least the others weren't as risky as what they just did. She hoped that he wouldn't tease her when she asked him to keep his gloves on, maybe she could ask for the whole outfit to stay on while he ravishes her. She was assuming that the address was his home, and she couldn't wait to fuck on every part of it. The bed, wall, couch, bent over the counter. Fuck, she needed to stop before her panties fly off.

"Finally." Laxus sighed, coughing when too much air left him.

Lucy patted him on the back and led him towards the inn that they came across. It didn't look too bad, but it didn't matter since she wasn't sleeping in the room anyways. They entered the building and were greeted by a smiling man.

"Good evening, how may I help you?" The brunette man asks.

"We'll need two rooms please, the most expensive and comfiest room you have for this guy, and cheapest for me. Separate bills." She chuckles when Laxus glared at her.

"Let me see what we have." The man nods as he flips through a book.

"Aw, don't look so grumpy. I'm sure you can afford it." She smirks at the flushed man. His fever was definitely getting worse.

"Let's just hurry up." He was panting slightly, his skin heating more than it was when they were outside in the cool air. He shoved his hand in his pocket before handing her his wallet.

Lucy nodded and grabbed the wallet, quickly paying for the rooms and signing some forms before she was given the keys. "Thank you." She smiles at him before returning to Laxus. "C'mon, Big Guy." She placed a hand on his back and led him down a hallway.

They passed a few doors before stopping, and Lucy slid the key into the lock. Pushing open the door, she led him over to the bed and sat him down. "Thanks." He sighed.

"No problem. Do you need help with anything? Maybe I could give you a bath." She grins when he rolls his eyes.

"I'll just sleep and shower in the morning. What room are you in?" He kicks off his shoes before flopping back on the bed.

"I'll be right across from you. Have a good sleep, Sicky." She laughed when he flipped her off and she made her way out of the room. With the door finally shut, she grabbed the paper out of her pocket to look at it once more. She had two hours to get ready, and that was plenty of time. She just needed to call out Virgo for some supplies and that man will be putty in her hands.

Lucy took a deep breath as she stood in front of the wooden door, fixing her hair and flattening the imaginary wrinkles out of her black dress. The time had passed painfully slow while she waited at the inn, but now it was finally time. Though, she was a bit early, and she hoped it didn't weird him out. It wasn't weird to be twenty minutes early, right? Maybe it was too early, did she seem too eager? She didn't have time to dwell on it for long as the door in front of her suddenly opened, revealing a smirking blonde Dragon Slayer.

"Hey, what are you doing just standing out here?" Sting smirked, leaning against the doorframe on his forearm that was raised above his head.

"H-How did you know I was out here?" She internally cursed at the stutter. He was still in the same outfit as before, but his boots were discarded. She wondered if he just got home.

Sting chuckled and tapped his nose with the finger that wasn't by the doorframe. "You have a very potent scent when you're excited." He then brought his hand forward to trace his fingers along her jaw, a gentle smile gracing his lips.

If he looks at me like that one more time, I might melt. She internally whimpered. "Is that so?" She quietly sighed, leaning into his touch.

He hummed his agreement and his fingers slid behind her neck to pull her forward, pressing his lips against hers. He led her into his home, groaning when she tangled her fingers in his hair and she kicked the door shut behind her before sliding her shoes off. Her sinful tongue slid against his lips, and he gladly allowed her entrance. She always tasted so sweet, and he was slowly becoming addicted. Never had a woman made him so enraptured, so eager to please her. She was breathtaking.

Lucy moaned when one of his hands slid down her waist and hips to grip her backside, kneading the round flesh while his other hand continued to hold the back of her neck. His tongue danced with hers as her fingers tugged at his blonde locks. His kisses always made her weak at the knees, and she wanted them all over her. His soft lips melded perfectly against hers, his wicked tongue flicking against her own. She remembered what else his tongue could do, and just the thought made her shudder in excitement.

Sting pulled away, grinning down at the flushed woman. "Turn around." He commanded.

Her heart stuttered and she swallowed, slowly turning around to see that she was beside a dining table. She let out a gasp when he suddenly pushed her down, her body slamming against the wood. It wasn't enough force to hurt her, but it definitely surprised her. She turned her head to look back at him, his eyes glazed over in arousal. "You really like this position, huh?" She breathed.

He ran his hands over her ass, a teasing smile on his lips. "I think you're beautiful no matter what position." He watches as her blush brightens and he leans himself across her back, his lips brushing against her ear. "But I do love seeing you submit to me." He growled, nipping at her skin.

She clenched her hands into tight fists as a wave of heat hit her with force. She saw him pull back to grab the fabric of his glove, and she held out her hand. "Wait!" She blushed when he stopped and rose an eyebrow at her. "Can you, um, keep them on?" Her blush deepened when he grinned and left them on.

"Sure, Sweetheart, whatever you want." He chuckled, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it up so it bunched around her waist. He sucked in a sharp breath when he saw the lace blue thong that disappeared between her perfectly round cheeks. He was definitely an ass man.

Lucy gasped when he suddenly slapped her ass, and she stared into his lust-filled eyes. Her panties were practically soaked at this point, but she couldn't care less. Not when he smoothed his hands over her back and ass, his muscles bunching deliciously. Another slap had her moaning, her knuckles turning white and wishing she had something to grab.

Sting kneeled behind her so her sex was in front of him, and he licked his lips. "I think it's about time that I repay the service you gave me earlier." He grins, hooking his finger around the blue fabric in front of him. He pulled it to the side, baring her dripping center to him. Her scent was driving him insane, strawberries filled his sinuses until he couldn't smell anything else. Leaning forward and sliding his tongue between her folds, his eyes fluttered shut when she let out a whimper.

Her body shook as his lips closed over her and his tongue flicked at her clit. The rough fabric of his gloves smoothed over her thighs and up to grab her ass, only to slide back down her legs and repeat the motion. She let out a loud and long moan when he suddenly sucked at the bundle of nerves, her legs quivering from the pleasure.

He was grateful to Rogue for helping him tonight, the Shadow Dragon agreeing to have Lector stay the night with him so Sting could be alone with Lucy. He told Rogue about his first night with her after his friend was confused when Sting suddenly offered to treat him to a meal. Rogue had prodded as to why the guild master was in such a good mood after not wanting to do the master trade off in the first place, and Sting explained that he had a wonderful night with the beautiful blonde woman. He didn't go into detail about the night as it was his personal business, and Rogue had then gotten a little smug about how he was the one who claimed it was a good idea in the first place. Sting hated that smug, shit eating grin that he always gave whenever he was right.

His mind was brought back when she suddenly pushed against his face, a wonton moan passing her lips as her legs shook. With a final small suck to her clit, he pulled back and stood. A smirk split his face when she let out a disappointed whimper, and he swatted at her ass.

"W-Why did you stop?" Lucy panted, her eyes meeting his hungry gaze.

Sting let out a low chuckle and slid her panties down her legs. They caught on her slightly bent knees and he leaned down to rest his forearm on the table. His gloved hand ran along the small of her back and over the swell of her ass as he stared into her teary eyes. "I want to feel you cum on my cock, Baby. I'll let you ride my face later to make up for me stopping."

An involuntary moan slipped passed her lips and her face flushed brightly. How could he make her feel good with just words? His smile only grew and he stood once more, positioning himself behind her. She heard the rustling of fabric before she felt something hard rest against her backside. She bit her lip in anticipation as he gently rocked his hips against her.

He grasped the base of his length and slid it against her weeping core, a soft groan leaving him as he coated himself in her sweet essence. "You're so ready for me." He lined himself with her entrance and circled it teasingly.

"Please." Lucy whimpered, trying to push back only to have him hold her hips in place.

"Please, what?" Sting grinned, pushing the tip inside before pulling back out.

"P-Please fuck me, Master Sting." She moaned.

Sting growled and finally slammed into her waiting heat, moans spilling from both of them at the feeling. She was just as tight as he remembered, and she gripped every inch of his aching cock perfectly. He pulled out until just the tip remained, then slowly pushed himself back inside. She was squeezing him so beautifully, and he couldn't get enough of the feeling. He gripped her hips tightly when he decided that she had enough time to adjust before pulling back out and roughly thrusting back into her.

Lucy gasped when he started moving faster, his hard length brushing over that sweet spot inside her with every pass. His fingers dug into her supple flesh, and she knew that there would be bruising. She hoped that he would go a bit easier on the marking this time, but she remembered how much he loved to bite. It was sexy as hell, but it left her whole body sore in the morning.

Sting groaned when she moaned his name, the sound was like music to his ears. He snapped his hips roughly once, marvelling at the broken moan she let loose. "You like that?" When she nodded, he brought his hand up to tangle in her hair before snapping his hips again. He loved the way she cried out when he wrenched her head back and started a relentless pace, their skin slapping loudly in the quiet house.

The pressure in her stomach grew as her release neared, the fingers in her hair tightening just as much as her body did. The mix of pleasure and pain was too much for her, she could feel herself winding tighter and tighter until she finally burst. With a scream of his name, she came around his pistoning cock. Her head dropped to the wood below when he let her go, feeling him pull out of her. "Oh God, that was so good." She panted.

Sting chuckled at the shuddering woman below him, grabbing her arm to turn her over. He stared at her flushed face in awe, her watery eyes staring at the ceiling. She was gorgeous, and he wanted to see her face contort in pleasure while he made her cum again. He crouched down slightly before hooking his arms under her knees, standing back up and lining himself up with her entrance once more. "You should know that once isn't enough for someone greedy like me." He kicked away her panties that had fallen to the floor, not wanting to accidentally slip on the fabric.

Her back bowed off of the table when he slammed back inside, her mouth opening on a silent scream. That's right, she should have known from last time that he wouldn't let her finish just once. She watched as he leaned over her to wrap his lips around one of her nipples, his pace quickening once more. His grip on her thighs was strong, and she knew there would be bruises there as well in the morning. She couldn't find it in herself to care, not when the new angle had him hitting her sweet spot with every thrust.

He let go of one of her legs and brought his hand up to pinch and roll her nipple, the rough fabric sending shivers through her. He bit down gently on her nipple before flattening his tongue over the swollen peak. He trailed kisses along her supple flesh, nipping at the soft skin after every other kiss. Pulling away with a long moan, he looked down to watch himself piston into her weeping sex. She felt so good wrapped around him, he never wanted her to let him go. He brought his hand back so he could grab both of her legs, guiding them to wrap around his waist before sliding his hands down her thighs and up her stomach.

Lucy's eyes widened when a gloved hand wrapped around her throat, the other one gathering her wrists and pinning them above her head. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure when the hand around her throat tightened, her sex squeezing the cock that was slamming into her. She could feel another orgasm building quickly, and the small bites and growls that he was producing was making it hard to stay quiet. The heels of her feet dug into his backside and her back arched, his teasing lips wrapping around a sensitive part on her neck and sucking.

Sting could feel her walls start to tighten around him, and he knew she was close. His own release was building inside of him, ready to burst at any moment. He wanted her to finish one last time, and he brought his lips to her ear. "You're gonna let me cum inside tonight, right?" He growled lowly. He knew that she was taking birth control, and last time they had used a condom just to be extra safe. This time, they were far more ravenous, not even fully undressing before he was pressing into her heat with his naked cock.

"Yes, yes, please give it to me! Fuck me, Sting!" She moaned, her legs tightening their hold around him. He released her wrists to instead press his thumb against her clit, circling the small bundle of nerves. She cried out in pleasure at the feeling of the fabric pressing against her, and she grabbed the arm that was attached to the hand holding her throat.

Sting's eyes widened when she pushed his arm down, signalling him to squeeze tighter. Not one to disappoint, his grip tightened around her throat as a moan passed his lips. Her nails dug into his skin beneath his glove and he started pounding harder, arousal spiking through him at the sight of her flushed face and tear-filled eyes. "Fuck." He whispered, feeling her heat finally spasm around him as she came. Her eyes rolled back and mouth dropped open slightly to let out the sexiest moan he's ever had the pleasure of hearing. With a final hard thrust, his hips were flush with hers as he shot his hot seed deep inside of her, a moan spilling from him.

Lucy shuddered at the feeling of his pulsing dick, his hot cum filling her. She was never more happy to be on the pill then at that very moment, he looked like he was in pure ecstasy as his hold tighten around her throat. She couldn't breathe, but she didn't think she would have any breath even if his hand wasn't constricting her airway. He finally let go and she gasped for air, her arms falling to lay at her sides.

Sting moaned once more at the feeling of her tempting warmth milking him dry, his hand smoothing over the harsh red marks on her neck. He leaned down to trail kisses along her neck in apology. "Sorry." He murmured.

She brought one hand up to run through her hair. "Don't be, that was hot as fuck." She panted. When he pulled away, she gave him a lopsided grin. "Never apologize after making me cum that hard." She giggled.

He chuckled and shook his head before easing out of her. "Then next time I'll say you're welcome." He teases, helping her to sit up on the table. He brushed his fingers through her hair with a soft smile. "You're beautiful."

She blushed, her eyes glancing away from him bashfully. He was always so full of compliments, and she felt butterflies in her stomach. He was so sweet and charming, even after he had just been fucking her brains out. If she wasn't careful, she would start falling for the handsome Dragon Slayer. But she knew she couldn't, they were just fuck buddies after all, nothing more and nothing less. She managed to catch a sex God, and she'd be damned if she would let him go. So, for the sake of not scaring him off and so her snatch could continue being happy, she wouldn't fall for him.

She couldn't fall for him, right?

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