She opened the door and stood up on her toes, giving him a quick kiss.
"What took you so long?" he asked.
She proudly held up the two small bottles with a wide smile, and handed them to him while she locked her door. The pair then looked at each other, checking the other out. Laxus was in a dark purple shirt with black slacks and a matching blazer.
"Shit," Lucy muttered.
"Shit is right," he replied, equally huskily.
Lucy kissed him hungrily. When they broke apart, Laxus panted, "Fuck it, let's just go back inside and get naked." He kissed her again.
"Fat chance. I got dressed and I look nice so we're going wherever you planned on taking me," she said, marching up to the car.
She jumped into the passenger side and threw her tote bag onto the backseat. Laxus slid in after her, carefully placing the two bottles in the cup holders.
"We should remember to take the bottles and throw them into your fridge for a bit when we get back home," she reminded him.
Lucy looked up at the clear sky as Laxus drifted along the road. The stars shimmered brightly and the moon was almost full. The road was bathed in a silvery white light; the same light also bounced off the sea's undulating surface, making it look like stars were trapped within her waters. Laxus drove to the back of the island, driving a couple minutes past where the action seemed to be. He pulled into the parking lot of a large glass walled studio. Inside, amidst dim, warm lighting, were paintings, photographs, and a long bar along which a few people milled. Lucy threaded her arm through Laxus's, thoroughly confused as to what was happening. He led them to a table behind which sat a handsome older man, with a tight fitting black T-shirt and salt and pepper hair.
"Two tickets?" he asked in a smooth accent.
Laxus nodded and reached into his wallet. As he paid and collected the tickets, Lucy squeezed his arm and frowned at him. She was upset that he hadn't let her pay.
"I recall you saying something about letting the guy pay on the first date. I am choosing to count this as our first official date," he murmured into her ear.
"Please, help yourself to a glass of wine," the handsome man gestured towards the bar.
Picking up a glass each, Laxus led her to the back of the studio, and out of a door. It opened up into a large yard, set up with low loveseats and small side tables that held flickering candles and bowls of nuts. A large screen spanned over half the width of the yard, and the light of a projector anchored on the roof of the studio shone down onto it.
"What is this?" Lucy asked Laxus in fascination.
"Open air movie screening," he said, pulling her to a loveseat a row from the front.
Lucy's jaw dropped. Everything was absolutely perfect, and soon after they were comfortably nestled in and sipping their wine, an old movie began to roll. Lucy snuggled into Laxus's side and he draped an arm over her as they watched in rapture. The moonlight illuminated Laxus's face and made him look angelic. Lucy couldn't resist pressing her lips to his jaw every now and then. Laxus would smile every time she did it, as his hand rested below her collarbone, his thumb stroking the top of her breast.
Lucy loved when Laxus laughed during the movie. She felt the deep rumble emanate from his chest as she pressed herself against him. Halfway through the film, she tried to sit up and give him some room, but he gently pulled her back down into him and fluttered a kiss on the top of her head. An usher walked around through the movie quietly replenishing their snacks.
When the credits rolled, the director of the studio thanked everyone for coming by, and people gradually began filing out. Lucy and Laxus strolled out arm-in-arm, still dazed from the magical experience of watching a film under the open night sky. As they drove home, they discussed the film, the experience, the wine, and the stars. Lucy began strategizing out loud about how she could pull something like this off back home.
Inside Laxus's house, Lucy put her tote down onto his dining table. as he stuck the bottles of wine into the fridge.
"You know, you could've called and asked me to pick up some bubbly," he commented, bringing her a glass of water as she took a seat on his couch.
"Mmhmm," she nodded as she took a sip. "But I wanted to do this for us. You've been doing all these amazing grand gestures, so a small bottle of bubbly is the least I could do."
"And is there a reason you didn't buy just one big bottle instead?"
"Yeah, so that we can sit out on the hood of your car and drink from the bottle like teenagers. Duh." She rolled her eyes at him.
Laxus laughed, and when the bottles were adequately cold, the pair made their way to the car, perching themselves on the hood. They uncapped their bottles and clinked before taking a swig.
They leaned back against the windshield and Lucy began pointing out constellations and the myths behind them.
"How do you know so much about this stuff?" he asked.
"I had a nanny who told me that everyone who died became a star, and so I asked my dad to show me my mom's star. That's when he pointed out Aquarius. It then became a nightly routine. We'd sit up at night with his telescope and look at the sky, and the next morning, I'd read everything I could about the constellations we saw."
"That's beautiful, Lucy," he leaned over and kissed her. "You're beautiful," he whispered as she laced her fingers through his hair. They continued to look at the stars and kiss until they ran out of sparkling wine, at which point they went back inside and headed straight for Laxus bedroom.
As they stood facing each other Lucy slowly slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She let her dress fall to the floor, pooling around her feet. She was clad only in a pretty pair of lace panties. She blushed as Laxus's eyes roamed up and down her body.
"I couldn't wear a bra under that dress, it was too strappy…" she began rambling, before she realised that Laxus hadn't taken his eyes off her body and was paying little attention to much else.
She blushed even more furiously, and whispered, "You like?"
"Baby, you don't even know," Laxus covered the distance between them in one stride, crushing her body to his as he roughly kissed her. Lucy fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, and he left her hips to assist. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and began working on his belt.
When they both stood in nothing but their underwear, they collapsed into bed, and then raced to rid each other of the last pieces of cloth that separated them.
Their lips stayed locked as Laxus curled two fingers into her while she pumped his dick. When they were both aching from desperation, Laxus slid into her. Lucy came around him almost instantly before raising her hips and bucking them against his, working herself to a second climax.
They fucked each other for hours, kissing and caressing each other whenever they needed a few minutes to recover. They were insatiable as they brought each other to completion over and over again. Laxus's name became a prayer on Lucy's lips, and her name on his. They fucked each other slowly, delicately, and then they fucked each other fast and rough. Laxus had red lines running down his back from where Lucy had clawed him, and Lucy had bruises on her hips where Laxus had held her as he rammed into her. Their necks were marred with purple splotches where they had bitten and sucked each other.
When they were finally too tired to continue, they fell asleep in each other's arms with nothing but a soft kiss goodnight exchanged.
After a quiet morning filled with slow, lazy sex, the pair decided to grab breakfast by the pier and watch the boats come in. They found a cafe by the docks and ordered coffee and some food as they chatted jovially. A passerby would take them for two young people enjoying a breakfast date, but someone paying closer attention would also notice how they made no effort to hide the lustful gaze in their eyes as they mentally undressed one another.
Lucy would run her feet up Laxus's leg, and he'd occasionally reach over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. The tourists that strolled by looked at the couple in admiration, as they painted the perfect picture of romantic bliss. Lucy reached over to swipe her thumb across Laxus's lower lip picking up whipped cream that clung there. He caught her thumb and dipped it into his mouth, sucking the sweet substance off. Lucy laughed as she leaned over the table and captured his lips in a kiss.
Then, suddenly, with the weight of a mountain, her bliss came to a grinding stop. A familiar voice cut through the sound of the bustling pier.
"Luce…?"
Her heart stopped and she suddenly wanted to vomit, as she turned around to see a pair of familiar onyx eyes staring at.
"N-Na-Natsu," she croaked.
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A/N: Two chapters back to back? I'd actually written the previous chapter and this one as one massive chapter, but it was far too long for my taste so I split them. Fun cliffhanger at the end over there! Hope you're liking everything so far!