Summary: Loke goes to therapy to resolve his commitment issues and playboy ways…

Pairings: Loke/OCs, implied Loke/Karin, implied Loke/Aries, implied Loke/Anna (friendship or romance), and some parental Master/Loke.

YouTube Prompt: Fairy Tail Tribute to 'Let's Just Live' by Jeff Williams and Casey Lee Williams (aka RWBY opening four).

The problem with dating a granddaughter of a councilman is that the moment you break up with her you suddenly find yourself pressed into court-mandated therapy sessions for your sex addiction.

This wasn't actually all surprising as the Magic Council was notoriously corrupted and this particular councilman was known to be a narrow-minded, arrogant, corrupt sort of man (but boy was his granddaughter a beauty!). So Loke had no problem going along with this despite the unfairness of it all.

After all he had nothing better to do and perhaps hiding in a therapist office would give him a break from his rabid mob of exes.

It also helped that his therapist was a stunning woman dressed very finely in a suit with her hair perfectly done up and minimal make up that brought out her inner beauty. Loke could very happily waste several hours staring at her instead of working or fighting or being chased by exes…

"So tell me, Loke," his therapist said softly, "why did you break up with your most recent girlfriend?"

Loke blinked at that. "I haven't broken up with my most recent girlfriends yet," he said, "I still have five on the go currently."

His therapist spluttered at that. "Five?!" she squeaked.

"It's not a bad thing!" Loke said defensively. "They all know it's not serious! I don't lie to them or pretend to be faithful. They enter a relationship with me with their eyes wide open. I can't help it if I'm so irresistible that they want more, can I?"

"I see," his therapist murmured, "do you often that empty that you find one person is not enough to fill the void?"

Loke sat back stunned. He had discussions like this hundreds of times (hard not to when you're centuries old) but this was the first person to go straight to the point. He sighed heavily and pulled his glasses off. "I'll be honest with you, Doc," he said quietly, "I have lost a lot of important people in my life. Their faces have pretty much blurred into one." He can't even remember what Anna looked like and she was the greatest mage he ever had as well as the greatest in recorded history. "That void was always big but it's been getting bigger and bigger in the last year or so."

"Had something caused that void to grow?"

"Yes," Loke blinked rapidly now as he tried his best not to think of Karin, her cruelty, her vividness, how much he both hated and loved her, and how it was his fault that she was now cold in the ground. He didn't want to talk about Karin. "I lost someone," he said as his therapist silently urged him to talk with her big, wide, pretty eyes. "Someone special. She was soft and gentle and sweet and I have never met anyone who could be sweeter than her."

Centuries and centuries of nice girls and none of them could hold a candle to Aries' sweetness.

"She sounds lovely," his therapist murmured as she leaned forwards with intrigue. Loke did his best not to smirk as he got a nice view of her cleavage. "What happened to her?"

"She was enslaved!" Loke said dramatically. "Forced to do her cruel mistress' bidding." Aries used to tremble at the thought of spending time with those creeps that hung out at the Blue Pegasus guild for entertainment. "She was beaten and abused." He shook with barely suppressed fury at the memory of it. Celestial Mages could be so cruel, so unnecessarily cruel. "And then one day….we were torn apart completely."

"T-t-Torn apart?!" the therapist stuttered excitedly.

He had her hook, line, and sinker.

"By the stars themselves," he said melodramatically and truthfully, "and now I wander this earth as shell of my former self as I try to desperately fill the emptiness inside me."

"Oh!" his therapist gasped as she pressed a hand to her chest. "I'm sure you will find someone one day, Loke," she reassured him, "there is always someone for everyone."

"I think," Loke said softly as he met her eyes, "I already have."

"Oh God!"

His therapist was in his lap snogging the living daylights out of him as she tried to rip his clothes off within a blink of an eye. It was going really, really, well right up until his therapist secretary walked in to find out why the session over ran and screamed, horrified, as Loke and his therapist (what was her name again? he was sure she told him in between kisses) were getting ready for round two.

Which, of course, brought the Rune Knights sent to make sure Loke didn't do anything to cause any more windows to break running in and soon enough Loke was dragged back into Court.

"What did you expect?!" Master snapped defensively at Loke's second hearing. "You sent a boy with a sex addiction to have a therapy session with a beautiful female therapist. This one's on you!"

"What else could we do?!" the councilman snarled furiously. "She was the only therapist that would take the job! All the others began to cry when they heard the words Fairy Tail!"

"…Heh," Master smiled sheepishly.

In the end Loke was judged as a lost cause as his case was thrown out and he landed himself a date with the very beautiful secretary who helped him file his case in the shredder.