Hi lovely readers!
Ooft I am spoiling you, am I not? Another story when I only put one out yesterday?! Yep, just think of me as the Santa of Smut!
This piece was requested by, CleFairy, and I'll not lie, I was so nervous about this one… so I really hope you like it?
It was an interesting dynamic to write for, and I think I did the tags requested justice but in a bit of a softer way if that makes sense? Erza is so precious and I do think she would be a natural sub so it made sense in this piece.
Requests remain open and I am hopeful to get at least 2 more pieces(including a Christmas special) published before I take a break for Christmas. Don't let that stop you with asking for things, just bear in mind it'll take some time until they appear!
Much love my smut lovers ;)
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The rain was heavy against the windows, the wind sweeping it in almost horizontal sheets against everything that stood in its path. The side walks were drenched, the few people daring to brave the weather were soaked to the skin as they attempted to dodge around the deepest of the puddles.
Lucy huddled down into her hoodie, eyes curiously watching the people scurry below, wondering what on earth could be so important that they would dare venture out in this. She frowned at the thought of her room mate out there, probably drenched and miserable.
The smell of the frying pan brought her attention back to the warm cozy kitchen that she stood in, she leaned in to smell the delicious wafting scent of the pancake before she flipped it with a little added flair, just because. Lucy whooped at her success, the pancake beautifully golden brown and perfectly round for the first time in her life, she slid it on to a plate and poured more batter into the pan.
This was the least she could do, Erza would be home from her lecture any minute, and she would be starving from a full day of academic work, not to mention the dreaded weather.
She sliced the juicy looking strawberries, humming a gentle tune as she found a rhythm with the pounding of the rain against the window.
The two friends had lived together for almost a year now; they both attended Crocus University although they differed in subject matters. Erza was a psychology major, with a desire to pursue a career in the police force as a criminal psychologist. She was ruthless with her determination to succeed, having already successfully picked up enough credits to pass her course with top marks, as well as interning at the local police department as a work study within the forensics team.
Lucy on the other hand was an English Lit major, with a passion for writing and story telling. She dreamed of one day becoming a best selling author, whiling away her days creating elaborate worlds in which she could fully immerse herself, and her readers in. She was a dedicated student, although not quite as 'hardcore' as Erza, and also worked part time for the local paper, it wasn't much but it helped her craft and hone her writing skills.
The door slammed, rattling on its hinges from the intensity of the slam. Erza stood in the entrance hall, slipping out of her sodden shoes as a puddle spread quickly beneath her feet. Her flame red hair was saturated with water making the colour darker than it actually was, and her face was clouded with an equally dark look.
The fearsome look slipped the second that she lifted her nose to scent the air, the sweet smell of pancakes and strawberries washing over her and making her mouth water immediately.
Lucy chucked a towel at the Erza puddle that waddled into the kitchen, "go take a shower and dry off, I'll keep these warm for you. Did you get the extra credit assignment that you wanted?" she asked, keeping half an eye on the red hair as stalked past her, rubbing the towel aggressively over her face.
"No! That blue haired bastard beat me to it again, he will pay…" she cried, her words turning to mutters of revenge as Lucy stifled the giggle that threatened to escape.
Erza strode to the bathroom, not aware of the heated gaze of her room mate. Lucy was captivated by the fiery red head, a heat roiling in her stomach as she had eyed the way her wet clothes had plastered to her curvy body.
Lucy was curious about Erza, they had been friends for years now, but there was still things that she simply did not know about her. The thing that bugged her the most was that of her love life, Erza never seemed to be interested in dating, or even casual hook ups for that matter.
She wasn't much of a partier, on the rare occasion that Lucy was able to convince the red head to attend a party with her, she always came home alone. The same could not be said for Lucy; she adored exploring the seemingly limitless possibilities of sex and sexual exploration. She would never consider herself as 'easy', her standards were pretty high, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't a sucker for a cutie with an obvious air of naivety, just like one Erza Scarlet.
The crush had hit hard and fast, Lucy couldn't help but be attracted to Erza. She was a beautiful girl, yet it was more than that. She held such a fragility inside her, it wasn't obvious unless you looked closely, but it was there and Lucy pondered often on the forthright exterior that she presented to the world.
Maybe it was simply wishful thinking, but Lucy got the feeling that Erza desperately wanted to be cared for, for someone to take control and allow her to bask in the warmth of their love and attention.
Chewing her bottom lip in contemplation, Lucy placed the two plates into the warm oven to keep the pancakes nice and hot until Erza emerged from the steaming cloud of the bathroom.
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Erza was thankful to have such a kind and considerate friend and room mate. Lucy always seemed to know exactly what she needed, and she adored spending time with the bubbly blonde. Although she felt like things had started to become a little awkward of late.
Lucy was not one for holding back her words, often saying exactly what popped into her head at any given moment, but lately Erza got the impression that she was holding her tongue. She wasn't about to force the issue, choosing to watch and wait, analyse the situation more before taking action, that was her speciality after all.
The girls settled on their rather lumpy sofa, loaded down with plates of steaming pancakes topped with slices of strawberries and maple syrup.
"Maybe you need to teach this guy a lesson?" Lucy suggested, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively and watching the pink blush creep up Erza's neck.
"I bet if you threaten to give him a good spanking if he keeps stealing the assignments you want, he'll be eating out of the palm of your hand, or he'll back off," she continued, pushing for a further reaction from the red head.
Erza choked on the bite of pancake, she thumped at her chest, coughing and wheezing as she valiantly tried to get her breathing under control. Lucy was watching her with a wicked glint in her eyes, she was enjoying the squirm she had caused. Such a naughty girl…
"I don't think – uh no, that wont work. He wouldn't be interested in me," she whispered, taking another bite of food and looking anywhere but at the girl beside her. Erza was getting flustered, and it wasn't only at the thought of such lewd actions with her academic rival, Jellal.
Her room mate was becoming more and more appealing to her as the days wore on. Erza had always thought of herself as straight, yes she could appreciate the female form, but it was guys that truly interested her. Yet, lately that had been shifting and quite rapidly too.
Lucy was carefree and open in a way that Erza wished she could be. She was loving and willing to share her body in a way that seemed entirely thrilling to her, what would it be like to have the courage to be open like Lucy?
Erza sat alone in her room, pouring over textbooks but not really taking in the words. Her mind was elsewhere, and she could not shake the feeling that she was missing out on something. The faint hum of music drifted through the wall, and was that a moan she heard?
Was Lucy hurt?
She had leapt to her feet before really thinking about what she had heard. Her bare feet padded lightly on the worn carpet until she stood before the door to the next room, it was slightly ajar so she pushed it open…
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Lucy had to relieve her frustration, the tension that was making her shoulders reach her ears.
After the fun she had had teasing Erza, the tight coiling sensation in the pit of her stomach had only increased until she felt dazed with lust. She couldn't help admire Erza as she sat with such a straight back on the sofa, the curve of her body so beautifully feminine yet also strong.
The red head was more than a handful in the chest department, Lucy imagined the spill of her breasts through her fingers if she were ever to get the chance to touch them. The way the nipples would stiffen as Lucy pinched at them with moistened fingers, the moan that would bubble from Erza as she teased them with her tongue and teeth.
It was too much and Lucy had to do something.
She had put on some music, careful to drown out any sounds she made as her room mate and fantasy sat so close, only the wall separating the two of them. Pulling her sweatpants off and pushing back the heavy covers her thighs had fallen apart on the bed.
A dab of lube, not that she needed much from the way her folds already felt slick with arousal, and her eager fingers had sought out her needy pussy. She stroked along her inner thighs, grazing her short nails over the skin until it rippled with gooseflesh.
Lucy thought of Erza watching her performance and that only made her grind her hips on the mattress, head tipping back as a soft moan escaped her lips. She edged around her clit, careful not to go straight in for the kill, and that's when she heard the quiet gasp.
Her head flew up and met the intense brown stare of Erza.
They were both frozen; Lucy watched in heated curiousity as Erza's eyes roamed over her naked lower half, the way she bit down on her bottom lip and the rising blush that almost reached the tips of her ears that were peeking out from her equally crimson hair.
I'm going for it, life is too fucking short!
"Do you like what you see?" Lucy asked, tilting her head as her finger resumed its path around her aching clit. She looked like she might bolt, indecision warring in her round eyes and Lucy would have to act quickly to stop her from fleeing.
She crooked her finger, beckoning Erza closer to the bed. Lucy sat up, closing her legs and pressing her thighs together for a brief second before patting the space next to her on the mattress. Erza walked on shaky legs, her usually confident stride replaced with a juddering pace that highlighted her embarrassment, but she sat.
Fingers twisting in her lap, the long delicate digits scratching at the skin of her hands until Lucy placed her own hand over them. Her heart beat was like a drum in her chest, that innocent touch enough to ratchet up the tension that was fogging the small room.
"Look at me Erza," Lucy demanded, her voice laced with a control she had never heard before from the blonde.
Erza swung her head around as if she were a puppet, and Lucy the master.
Their faces inched closer, it was agonising as they met with the smallest gap between them. Lucy's eyes flickered over Erza's face, searching for the answer, wanting to know if this was ok. Should she proceed?
When Erza's lashes fluttered, her lids dropping to half mast, she smiled and knew the answer. Lucy pressed her lips against hers, delighting in the softness of her flesh, the tangy sweet taste of strawberries on her plush lips.
The kiss was soft, tender and full of unspoken promises.
Erza sighed as Lucy licked gently on her lower lip, her tongue parting her lips and pressing into her mouth in a show of control, of dominance. There was no harshness to the kiss, only an overwhelming feel of confidence as Lucy explored Erza's mouth before stroking along her tongue.
They broke for air, resting foreheads together as Lucy whispered, "do you trust me?"
A jolt of fear coursed through Erza, but she knew that the did indeed trust Lucy implicitly. She would not do anything that Erza would not enjoy, and maybe it would be nice to learn more about her own likes and dislikes.
"Y-yes." Erza managed to stammer out past the lump in her throat.
Lucy smiled and it was not an innocent smile, it was full of wicked intent and the promise of carnal delights. She took charge of the whole situation, her demeanour warping into that of a confident Dominant that was about to introduce Erza to a world of pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.
"I'm going to undress you, and while I do that, I want you to think of a safe word, alright?" she asked, her fingers already sliding up to the zipper of Erza's hooded top. The slow unzipping sound made it hard for her to comprehend what she had been asked, why did she need a safe word? What was Lucy going to do to her?
As Lucy watched the frown on Erza's brow deepen, the crease above her nose wrinkling over the evil possibilities that were likely swimming through her mind, she could only chuckle before putting her mind at rest.
"Relax honey, I won't do anything you don't like, but things are probably gonna get a little intense and I don't plan on stopping if I hear you say no. No doesn't always mean exactly that, and these things are going to be new to you. If you truly don't like them, then you say your safe word and I stop. Plain and simple."
Her hands parted Erza's top, sliding it down over her shoulders until it fell to the floor. Lucy let out an appreciative sigh as she eyed the simple black bra that encased the most gorgeous pair of tits she had ever seen in her life.
The blush was spreading across her chest, and it made Lucy want to run her tongue over every inch it covered, but not yet, she needed to get Erza into the right position first.
"Strawberries," Erza mumbled, her eyes cast down towards the floor as she gave a slight squirm on the squishy mattress.
Lucy, who was busy tugging Erza's bottoms down her legs and throwing them towards the quickly building pile of discarded clothes, was caught off guard, "hm?" she mused before making the connection. This was what Erza wanted to use as a safe word, and it made her smile even more, she was so damn adorable.
"That works, now let's get you naked.
Do you realise how sexy you are?" Lucy wanted to stroke her ego, boost her confidence and show her how amazing this could be if she were to open herself fully to the experience. Her hand ghosted down the smooth front of Erza's body, the pads of her fingertips resting gently on the edge of her panties before she curled them inside and dragged them down her legs.
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Lucy was in heaven, the sight before her better than any fantasy or dream she had experienced.
Erza lay naked on her bed, her arms above her head, and shackled to the headboard with handcuffs. There had been hesitancy when Lucy had pulled the device from her bedside drawer, but some gentle words of encouragement, further reassurances that this would all stop if she wanted it to, was enough to get the fiery red head into this downright sexy yet vulnerable position.
Her chest rose and fell, her budding nipples a delicious rosy colour as they strained towards the ceiling. Erza's stomach quivered at every little touch, each little breeze that caressed at her skin, and it made her squeeze her thighs together, feeling a little embarrassed by the moisture that had quickly pooled between her legs.
Lucy had also stripped down, she stood by the edge of the bed and bent over Erza to give her a brief kiss. It had meant to be a quick peck, but as Erza's head strained to maintain the contact, Lucy was only too happy to deepen it for a moment before biting down lightly on her lower lip and standing up.
Erza's mind was scrambling to process how she had got here, barely ten minutes ago she was studying in her room, and now here she was naked and bound on Lucy's bed. These kind of things simply did not happen to her, mainly because she never let herself get close enough to anyone for it to be a possibility, but also because she did not know what to do.
Lucy looked stunning, a soft glow surrounded her naked frame as she looked over Erza's body with desire swirling in her chocolate eyes. Her skin was like honey butter, smooth and flawless; her breasts heavy yet kept their definition without her bra and the soft blonde curls that lay between her legs made Erza desperately curious about how she would taste.
Every movement had Erza's breath hitching in anticipation; Lucy settled herself partially over her body. Her mouth was hot on her skin as it rained down with fiery little kisses over her neck and collarbones, her tongue scorched her flesh as it laved a decadent path following where she had kissed.
Fingers brushed her erect nipples and she whimpered, the soft cry making Lucy smile against her skin.
"So sensitive," Lucy cooed, her forefinger grazing around the taut peak as her other hand caressed the swell of her breasts, marvelling in how her skin felt in Lucy's gentle touch.
Her mouth lowered, Erza strained her neck up to watch as the quick flick of a pink tongue flashed and lapped at her budding nipple.
"Do you like that?" she asked, eyes drifting up to meet Erza's fascinated stare. She could only nod, teeth sinking into her bottom lip, she would draw blood at this rate.
Lucy moaned and opened her mouth to draw the nipple inside, her tongue dancing over the peak until it glistened with her saliva. Teeth tugged at her and she felt the spike of pleasure resonate between her legs as she moaned openly at the heady sensation.
A hand trailed down over Erza's stomach, nails raking softly on the skin as it passed her hips and kept going until Lucy could run her fingers through the short red curls that sat atop her mound. Erza's legs parted subconsciously, shuddering on the bed as she realised she had practically rolled out the welcome mat for Lucy.
The scarlet haired beauty was no virgin, far from it, but she could hardly say that she was sexually satisfied. It had been at least two years since her last tryst, and teenagers definitely do not know what they are doing, it had left Erza unsatisfied and lacking the motivation to seek it out again.
To be lying here, a girl sucking on her breast and a hand edging towards her now throbbing centre, this was the closest she had ever been to actually orgasming, and it felt euphoric. She gave a tug at the cuffs around her wrist, the metal biting into her skin as she struggled.
Lucy let go of her nipple with an audible pop, "don't struggle sweetie, it'll only hurt you," she reprimanded, leaning up to place a chaste kiss on the tip of her nose before she fell back to her mission to torture her prey.
The process was repeated on the other breast until both nipples shone with Lucy's saliva, then she slid herself down to where her hand was playing between her legs. Fingertips kneading the flesh of her inner thighs until she came to rest with her head between Erza's legs. Lucy looked up, placing a kiss on the edge of her mound, "what's your safe word Erza?" she asked lowly.
"Mm," was the reply as Erza's lust fogged mind tried to scramble for the right answer, but Lucy was impatient. She bit down on her inner thigh, ripping a squeal from the red head who tried to close her legs around Lucy's head.
"Open up," she demanded, and Erza wasn't going to argue with her. Lucy sounded so strict, utterly unlike her usual personality, and damn if it wasn't fucking exhilarating. "Safe word?" she asked again, her fingers curled under Erza's ass to grip at the flesh, pressing shallow crescent moons into the skin from her nails.
"Strawberries," Erza managed through shallow pants, she could still feel the sting of the bite on her inner thigh and she screwed her eyes shut as a trickle of moisture seeped from her core.
Lucy's fingers moved to stroke at her glistening folds, one hand retreated and returned with a small amount of cool liquid which she coated over Erza's steadily moistening centre. She started from the outside and slowly worked inwards, drinking in every pleasant gasp and moan that Erza let out. Learning her body and quickly realising exactly what would get her going until she was a writhing mess on the bed.
Erza wanted to scream from the wonderful sensations that were lighting up her whole body. Each stroke vibrating in other places and making her want to cry out and buck her hips, yet she tried to stay put.
She hadn't expected the long lick of Lucy's tongue, she dragged the flat of it up her entire slit until the very tip rested against her clit. Her skin was flushed, sweat edged her brow as she watched Lucy work her over, and she showed no signs of stopping.
"You taste so sweet," Lucy purred, the vibration of the words flooding through Erza and she writhed on the bed. Her mouth was hungry as it lapped at her folds, exploring her and sucking lightly on the swollen lips until Erza would swear she was going to pass out.
There was a deep gnawing ache in her belly, and Lucy was only stoking it further. She was causing so much indescribable pleasure, yet she kept edging back from what Erza wanted, what she needed. Fingers would part her folds, run along her length to swirl around the entrance to her pussy, and just when Erza thought she would finally sink inside, she stopped and moved away.
The same could be said about her mouth; lips, tongue and teeth worked her core until she could feel the heat of her blood rising dangerously, yet there was never direct contact on her clit. She sobbed her frustration, her clit throbbed with need, just to be touched, to be loved as well.
Lucy knew exactly what she was doing, this was why she had given her a safe word. She was going to take her to the point of ecstasy and back off until one of them exploded. It was devious, wicked, cruel even, but Erza would die if she stopped now.
"No no no," Erza chanted, it was not the no of not liking, quite the opposite in fact and Lucy smiled against her swollen pussy.
She lifted her head to look at the panting red head, her eyes hungrily devouring the sight of her heaving breasts, the way her body wriggled on the bed, the ripple of her stomach muscles and the utter freedom and desperation of the answering gaze.
"Something wrong Erza?" Lucy asked, rolling her name until it sounded lewd in her mouth. She made a show of licking her lips, knowing that her mouth and chin glistened with Erza's delicious juices.
Lucy loved the fire in Erza's eyes, the way they fluttered shut and then opened again as she wet her parched lips. "Please Lucy, please," was all she could say, that and the way her chained wrists rattled against the iron headboard was all Lucy needed to know that she was ready.
She crawled up Erza's body, moaning when her own nipples rubbed against Erza's, to kiss her deeply. Pushing her tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself on Lucy's tongue. It was over quickly as she scooted back down to give her what she wanted.
"Mm you've been such a good girl, I think you deserve a reward," she praised, blowing cool air directly on her clit and smirking as Erza again tried to press her thigh together for that much craved friction.
One hand pressed her thigh to the bed, "don't spoil it now sweetie," she warned.
As Lucy lowered her head back between Erza's thighs, fingers moving to open her like a flower, Erza had the same sensation as when you ride a rollercoaster, the fear and anticipation as you slowly climb the hill until you almost tip over.
The teasing was back, and just when Erza was going to cry out her safe word, Lucy dove. Throwing Erza over the edge, her entire length going rigid before sagging with the sheer relief of the orgasm. Lucy continued to press her fingers into her wildly convulsing pussy, Erza's walls clamping around the two digits, ensnaring them and dragging them further in.
The orgasm rattled through her, white lights blinking in her vision as she felt the firework like explosion ignite in her lower stomach and core. It was overwhelming how powerful it was, and she had to ride out the added sensation of Lucy continuing to heighten the pleasure with her fingers.
"Fuck!" she yelled as she begun to float down from her height, only to be met with the wicked tongue of the blonde lapping at her engorged clit. Stroking circles around, over and sideways until her greedy mouth suckled it against her plump lips.
Toes curling, legs straining, Erza barely clung to her sanity.
"Strawberries!" she cried and Lucy stopped immediately. Fast crawling up Erza's body to wrap her arms around her raised shoulders. Soft kisses feathering her cheeks as Lucy cooed and shushed her, letting her body tremble and come down from the intensity of her high.
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Erza had no idea how long they lay there, it could have been hours for all she knew. Her senses returning slowly as she felt Lucy nuzzle into her neck, her nose rubbing at her skin as if inhaling her scent.
"You did so well honey, I'm so proud," she murmured in her ear, and Erza's heart soared. She revelled in the praise, bringing her back to herself as Lucy stroked a loving hand over her still quivering stomach.
"Do you want to stop?" she asked, one leg lifting to drape over Erza's hip as Lucy ground her core on to Erza's side.
Erza looked stunned, surely she could take no more.
"Mm, well yes, I think you've had enough, but what about poor little old me?" she pouted, her bottom lip sticking out in mock teasing.
A full body blush swept the red head, her skin now the same colour as her hair. She was mortified, she hadn't even considered Lucy's pleasure, how selfish she was.
"Lucy, I'm sorry. I've been selfish," Erza admonished herself, refusing to meet the blonde's eye as she hid herself in shame.
Lucy only giggled, gripping Erza's chin and forcefully moving her head until they locked gazes. "Don't be like that honey, believe me when I tell you that watching you get off on my fingers was mind-blowing for me too," she licked her lips for emphasis.
"But… I do have a bit of an ache that I would like to get rid of. Think you are up for helping out?" she crooked her head to the side, trying to rile Erza's determination, and it worked.
The swift nod was all it took.
Lucy whispered low in her ear, "I'm going to uncuff you, but you stay still, got it?"
Again, Erza could only nod as Lucy quickly undid the cuffs and gave her wrists a gentle rub until the blood flowed freely.
"Ok sweetie, I'm going to straddle your face now. I want you to put your arms up in front of you." Lucy coached her through the positioning, and when she was happy she straddled her legs on either side of Erza's head, grabbing Erza's outstretched hands and placing them on the swell of Lucy's breasts.
"You remember what I did to your breasts? Well go wild with mine, and I'll let you know that I don't mind if you tug harder than I did, I like it," Lucy moaned as Erza gave an experimental pinch.
Lucy lowered herself slowly on to Erza's awaiting mouth, she was nervous but very intrigued. A deep seated want to please Lucy bubbled to the surface as her hands explored her gorgeous tits, tracing over the large mounds before groping them more firmly. Erza loved the feel of Lucy's pebbled nipples between her fingers, flexing them to pinch them as Lucy closed the distance between her pussy and Erza's mouth.
"Something tells me you're gonna be a natural, but I'll help to start with," Lucy sighed breathily, enjoying her scarlet haired friend exploring her breasts. "Use your lips and tongue, stroke along my slit and see what my body tells you," Lucy finished as Erza began to kiss along her outer lips.
Lucy held herself as still as she could, she would not forcefully grind herself against Erza's face, even if that's exactly what she wanted to do. Ease her in, don't scare her off!
She whimpered softly, circling herself only a little as Erza's tongue peeked out to join the party. Slipping between her folds, and the deep groan that echoed inside Erza's chest had Lucy mewling like a kitten.
Lucy tasted decadent, almost sinful, and Erza wanted more. She was finding her rhythm, lips kissing first softly and then more harsh as she listened to Lucy's verbal cues, focused in on the little tells of her body. The slight grind of her hips, the lowering of herself when Erza would stroke at certain areas.
All the while she continued to play with her breasts, delighting when her nipples lengthened, and the bubble of moans as she pinched at them with thumb and forefinger.
"Baby I am real close, slide one hand between my legs and press two fingers into me. I want you to curl those fingers like you are calling me over – fuck, Erza you are so good at eating pussy!" her words got more and more heated as Erza never stopped her ministrations.
Erza did exactly as instructed, her fingers circled Lucy's tight little nub before heading straight for her entrance. They pushed upwards and instantly curled, Lucy rocked her hips back and forth as Erza repeatedly hit against her inner sweet spot. Her tongue lapped greedily at her clit until she suckled it between her lips exactly as Lucy had done to her.
Lucy exploded above her, a wet gush spilled from her pussy, pushing past Erza's fingers and landing in her awaiting mouth. Erza lapped every last drop up, wringing every bit of release from the panting blonde, growling at the hunger that she had for Lucy and her juices.
This orgasm meant so much to Lucy, it hit her differently and she knew it would always be special as it had been with Erza, her fiery yet so very innocent friend. Her body trembled with the waves of pleasure that ebbed and flowed through her, she slumped forwards and placed one kiss on Erza's mound before swinging around to pull the red head into her arms.
The pair lay in a tangle of limbs as they both fell into the cocoon of a warm and loving bubble.
There were conversations that they needed to have, boundaries to be discussed but it could all wait. They surrendered to the warmth and darkness, eyelids drooping until they fell asleep.
Erza felt safe in the embrace of Lucy, the thrill of being cared for so unconditionally lulling her into a deep and easy sleep.