Beyond the Drapes
A/N: Hello, everyone! It's been a little while, since I last made a Fairy Tail fic. However, I wanted to make one, featuring a pairing that's among my most favourites, outside of the big four: Laxus and Mirajane. The idea for this following oneshot was actually based on a similar scene from some horror movie in recent years—more than 10 years, to be exact (I know, it's an unusual source of inspiration, compared to my other oneshots! xD). Anyway, with all that being mentioned, I hope you enjoy this one!
NSFW ADVISORY: The following story contains graphic sexual descriptions, and strong language. Reader's discretion is strongly advised!
The sun gleamed within bright-blue skies that fell over Ryuzetsu Land, marking a fantastic early-afternoon for its guests, who frolicked around its premises.
"Natsu, wait!" A young, blonde female cried out. "Kyaaaaah!"
Said pink-haired dragon-slayer chuckled mischievously, a wide grin on his face, as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and pulled her down to the pool's water. A tall rise of a geyser followed, with water flying all over.
Surfacing back above, Lucy berated her partner for his actions, whilst banging her fists against his chest—albeit, softly. Natsu laughed heartily, in response, before he pulled the celestial mage flush against him, wrapping his arms gently around her. The blonde giggled back bashfully, just before they shared a warm, tender kiss with each other.
A slight distance away from the pair, a couple of members belonging to the Thunder God Tribe stood next to one another, observing them.
"Huh," Bixlow murmured curiously. "How often do they show their love to each other like that?"
The brunette beside him spoke up, capturing his attention. "In public? Not that often," Evergreen smirked, tilting her glasses. "But, by themselves, however…I would wager a lot more."
Bixlow turned his sights back to the rest of the theme park, as did the brunette.
After it was completely destroyed by the shenanigans that were brought on by a few, certain mages, from a certain guild, the entire vacation resort was recently re-built from the ground up. It was especially the entire outdoor theme park that needed to be fully reconstructed, but with a few more additions to its amenities. Among those few additions, there were more than a few cabanas set up in designated areas—including those that were alongside its swimming pools.
Evergreen then directed her focus towards her green-haired guild-mate, who approached them from their left. He panned his head around, frowning.
"Freed?" She asked, curving an eyebrow upward. "What's wrong?"
The Tribe's leader sighed quietly. "I can't find where Laxus is," he answered with concern. "He was supposed to meet up with us, ten minutes ago." Freed then turned to her. "You wouldn't have happened to know where he may be, right?"
She raised both eyebrows at him. "Well…no," she responded with a hint of hesitance, shaking her head. "I haven't seen him, either, to be quite honest with you."
Freed gave her an odd look in his eyes, an eyebrow hitched, as she turned her head away from him, nonchalantly. The brunette simply tipped her glasses up, in the same manner.
In her own mind, however, she knew where their trusted blond guild-mate went. She could recall, a few short moments earlier, having spotted Laxus over at a poolside bar, on her own. He wasn't alone, however, having been accompanied with the eldest Strauss sister right beside him. Upon remembering further, she did notice that they were…teasing each other, until they eventually left the bar together. They then headed towards the nearest cluster of cabanas by a large pool, only to disappear shortly in the flock of passers-by that headed in the opposite direction of them.
That was the last time she saw the two of them. Nonetheless, she didn't want to tell Bixlow and Freed about this, given how…intimate they were at the bar, earlier, and how she wanted to give Laxus the space he needs, at that point.
As the three of them watched on, they could hear another commotion, nearby. It made them turn their attention over at another pool.
A game took place over there, as Romeo, Wendy, Carla, and Asuka, were bouncing a beach ball over to each other. They were joined by Macao, Wakaba, Alzack, and Bisca, who watched them play.
Following a high bounce from Wendy, Romeo tried to volley it, as the ball came back down—only for it, to deflect away from his hands, and bounced outside the pool.
The young boy quickly brought himself out of the pool. "I'll go get it!"
His father called out to him, as he began chasing after the ball. "Be careful out there, Romeo!"
As Romeo ran after the large inflatable that kept bouncing away from him, he rushed past a series of large tents that were draped over with thickly-layered fabric. There was one, in particular, with its drapes completely closed at the front. The drapes of that tent did their best job at muffling out the noises that threatened to leak out to those passing by.
Beyond those drapes, on the other side of them, the high-pitched cry of a young female had pierced the indoor air.
"Ahh!—Ah—oh, yes—"
Almost at the same time, a deep, guttural groan belonging to that of a young male followed.
"Fuck—"
The sounds of skin slapping against skin mixed in with their moans. Further mingling in with those noises, were the heavy squeaks and creaks of table legs that trembled around intensely, and their feet making contact against the solid ground underneath them.
Already, a couple of figures had occupied the top of it: A white-haired woman who straddled the hips of a tall, stocky blond below her. All of their clothing was strewn onto the floor, as the eldest Strauss sister bounced up and down against him.
His posterior writhing against the soft cloth that overlay the tabletop, Laxus let out a growl, while his hands held their grip firmly onto her waist. "Yes…fuck! Faster—faster, demon!"
"Oh, fuck—oh, yes!" With her arms behind her, hands planted onto his thighs for support, Mira rolled her hips against her lover's. Another cry left her gape, under half-lidded eyes, as she momentarily threw her head back. "Laxus!"
His breath coming out in deep, pleasured grunts, the blond Dragon Slayer lifted his head high enough to get a better glance at the snowy-haired female riding him vigorously. The front fringes of her hair—previously tied up in a short, upward ponytail—fell loose into straight, perfectly-level strands that were matted to her forehead. The rays of natural sunlight seeping into the cabana had reflected off of her crystal-blue eyes that shone brightly, along with her porcelain skin.
His eyes then travelled further below, down to her enormous, melon-sized mounds that bobbled about, every time she dropped her hips against his. His attention was especially fixated on her rosy buds that hardened from being exposed to the open air.
A sharp moan from Mira had brought his focus back to her, as she arched her back more, while her head dropped back. Laxus released a gruff groan, having felt the warm and moist sensation of her love canal tighten around him. It was likewise with her, who took in the solid girth and length of his shaft that reached further into her depths.
Their bodies flush with sweat, the two of them continued at their pace, where Laxus began to thrust into her. It had always sent a burst of energy rising up through her spine, whenever their hips buckled right against one another.
Mira cried out at a rather rough thrust from him. "A-ahh! Laxuuus!"
"F—fuck!" The burly blond growled, and hissed, with the back of his head falling down onto the cloth cover. At the same time he felt her inner walls coil more around him, he could also feel the tingling sensation gather in the base of his spine. The pressure building in the piths of his core was already immense, to the point where it threatened to snap. "Mira! I'm…I'm almost…"
His white-haired lover acknowledged with another breathy wail of delight. "Yeees! Oh, yes!"
Their grunts and moans joined in harmony, growing louder and more frequent, as their pace intensified. Only with a wild buckle of their hips, did the pressure have finally burst deep within their bodies.
For an instant, both lovers froze in place, as they fully entered the climax of their shared pleasure with each other. Arching her back sharply, a short, but strained cry escaped the widened gape of the buxom, white-haired female, as Mira tossed her head back once more. It was quite an extraordinary sensation she experienced: A sudden burst of intense warmth that gradually pooled within her lower body, spreading throughout.
Laxus could only express the similar sensation he experienced, with primal grunts and groans through his clenched jaw. He could feel every tensing muscle in his body burn, as he squirmed well against the table underneath him, along with the burst of heat that surrounded his phallus much closely. In the midst of it, he could dimly sense that certain fluidic warmth erupting through his tip, in several spurts.
Her cry of sheer pleasure ending in shaky moans that faded out, Mira leaned out from her arch, and continued to rock her hips against his, until they gradually slowed to a grinding halt. With the waves of their climax finally subsiding, both lovers found themselves panting heavily. The scent of their combined essences permeated the heavy air within the enclosed cabana, as drops of sweat beaded down the skins of their heaving bodies.
Softly releasing his hands from her waist, Laxus felt her trembling body about to give way, with Mira gently collapsing her upper body towards him below. Her bright cerulean irises met his pair of gray ones, while her hands smoothly clasped over the sides of his face. His name left her lips in a raspy whisper, before they quickly seized his.
Her name came out from him, in a low groan that was swallowed up in her kiss. He returned her lip-lock, slanting his lips aggressively over hers. Their tongues swirled around, and clashed against one another, in their smoldering kiss. Laxus could feel her body shift around, before her inner walls coiled softly around his cock, re-awakening it from its then-softening state. The blond released a deep grunt, as he pulled away from her mouth.
Mira giggled mischievously at his reaction, with said blond bringing a gentle hand over the side of her face. He gave a light scoff, as his cheeks burned red. "Tease."
"Never gets old, every time I'm with you," she playfully remarked, with a naughty grin.
The abashed expression on his face then shifted a bit sternly. "But, I gotta ask," he queried with narrowed eyes. "Why of all places here? Wouldn't you think someone might walk in on us, if they heard us from the outside?"
Cuddling against his chest closely, the snowy-haired female hummed with amusement at such a concern he brought up. "Well…they would have already found us, if that was the case, no?"
Laxus held back a low chuckle, as his fingers ran through her silky strands. "Fair point."
"But, in all honesty, 'though," she began, turning her eyes to his, "it's been a little while since we hooked up together."
Said blond Dreyar casted his eyes aside, as he tried to remember the last time he went out with her. 'Has it been that long, already?'
Her quiet chuckle brought him out of his thoughts, with the white-haired female gently rising away from his torso. She dismounted from him, getting herself off from the table, and onto her feet.
Sitting upright, Laxus watched her, as she scantly paced towards another table from across. His eyes trailed down her sleek back, before settling them on every sway of her wide hips, and then to her rotund bottom. He then caught sight at the globs of milky, iridescent fluid that began leaking out of her entrance, some of it trickling down her inner thighs.
"And, besides," Mira continued, as she reached for a towel from a stack of them sitting atop that table, "I really missed your touch." The white-haired female wiped away the sweat that gathered all over her body with it, before doing the same for her most intimate regions below, wiping the fluids away from there. She then turned her head to face her blond lover. "That's why I wanted to do it here, with you."
Laxus only stared at her with slightly-widened eyes, an astonished look on his face. "Mira…"
The blond then caught an unused towel that she tossed over to him, having retrieved it from that pile. While she dropped her used towel into the nearby basket, Laxus had also wiped away the sweat that clung to his body, before wiping away the fluids that gathered around his nether regions.
An amused hum rumbled from him, as he dropped his towel into another nearby hamper. "You sure are quite the naughty demon that I know of."
Mira stifled a giggle, while she slipped on her turquoise-blue bikini briefs, tying up the knots on both sides. "I can say the same thing about you," she remarked teasingly, tying up the front fringes of her hair with an elastic band, "my lovely dragon." The white-haired Strauss couldn't help but smile sweetly at his flustered face, while she put on her bikini top, tying up its bottom knot. "Maybe we can keep it going from here?"
"Yeah, we would." Laxus nodded, having gotten off from the table, as he slipped on his dark-blue and yellow swim trunks. He then sighed, as there was a realization he had in his mind. "But, I'm supposed to meet up with Freed, and the others, right now."
Mira gave a reassuring smile under her softened eyes. "That's alright." She brought her hand over the side of his face, before pressing her chest against his. "We can pick up where we left off from here, at my room, later tonight."
Laxus grinned slightly at her proposition. "Sounds good to me."
Both of them shared a small laugh, before they leaned into each other for yet another kiss, if only briefly.
Mira was the first to emerge from the cabana, as she finished tying up the upper knot of her bikini top, and adjusting it. Turning around, she noticed her older brother and younger sister in the distance. She began heading out in the direction towards them, calling their names out, as she did.
A few moments after, Laxus poked his head out from the drapes, shortly, before he finally emerged out from the tent. He looked around, as he headed down the direction opposite of the white-haired female. Hearing Freed call out his name to him, the blond spotted his green-haired guild-mate from not afar, making his way to join the rest of the Thunder God Tribe over there.
For both Laxus and Mira, it was a quick, but adventurous encounter they had. But the wild ride was all worth it, in the end.
So, for those of you who are wondering: Unlike what happened in that movie (of which this oneshot is partly-inspired from), nothing incredibly horrible happens to Laxus, later on. And, I intend it to be that way, because: #1) I'm the one who made this oneshot, and #2) It's Fairy Tail! As far as that story goes, the idea of death just doesn't apply to the protagonists there.
Before I conclude these end notes, I must reiterate this, as it was originally in the end notes of my latest EZ oneshot that was only on AO3: I will not be taking any requests, for the time being, as I am busy dealing with IRL stuff right now. However, when I do feel like I can do requests, I'll let everyone know on my social media accounts, as well as my profiles over at AO3, and FFN. Thanks for taking the time to read this, and I hope you have a good day!
And, as always—stay tuned for more!
