Laxus POV
I walked into the guild hall and saw Blondie bickering with that pink-haired punk. I smirked internally, remembering the way her pussy squeezed my cock as she came. I felt my dick twitch at the memory and I clenched my jaw. I had jerked off last night thinking about her mouth around my dick, but damn if I wasn't already craving a repeat performance.
Her eyes flicked up at me as I passed by, and she blushed. I threw her an almost imperceptible wink. I heard her soft, sharp exhale, and I smelled a faint scent of arousal emanate from her. But then something stopped me in my tracks. I inhaled more deeply, and I could smell her delicious vanilla scent, I could smell her arousal, and I could smell that damn Natsu all over her. None of that interested me. Given how much the flame brain clung to her, I'm surprised he didn't mask her warm vanilla aroma entirely.
No, she smelled faintly of somebody else. Another aggressively masculine smell. I gritted my teeth at the offending smell and darkly stalked up to my second floor office. Fuck. That damned smell made me want to tear her clothes off and cover her in my jizz until she no longer stank of some random bastard. My dick twitched again, and I growled, seriously considering locking the door and getting a wank out of my system. Just then I heard a hesitant knock.
Lucy POV
That tiny wink did it for me. My pussy clenched and my chest tightened.
Fuck my pride. I need his cock.
I looked over at Natsu, who mercifully hadn't seen the brief interaction between Laxus and I.
"Hey, I gotta go take care of something, okay? I'll see you in a bit," I rested my hand on his shoulder. He looked at me quizzically, but nodded. I slipped off the bench and, after milling by the bar for a few seconds to make sure no one was watching me, I darted up the stairs. I stood in front of Laxus's office, adjusting my tank top to ensure maximum cleavage.
Maybe this is a bad idea… Screw it, Lucy. Just go back downstairs. I slapped myself internally. Fucking knock on his door and jump on his dick! He's the one who said I'd know where to find him if I wanted to do it again. Well, I want to do it again!
With the pep talk, I knocked on his door. The two seconds he took to open it felt like two hours. It opened with a soft creak, and he stood in the doorway. When he saw me, he moved back, allowing me to enter. He shut the door and went to sit in the chair behind his desk.
"What can I do for you, Blondie?" he drawled.
I quickly turned to lock the door before sauntering over to him. I climbed up onto his lap, straddling him, as my fingers drew patterns on his neck.
"You can do me," I suggested huskily.
With a growl, Laxus pulled me into a kiss. His teeth raked over my bottom lip, biting it hard enough to bruise. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue flicked over mine. He kissed me heatedly as his hands groped my ass.
He broke away to yank my tank top and bra down, freeing my tits. His mouth latched onto one breast, while fingers teased the other. I whimpered as he played with my tits. His tongue worked magic on my heated skin, flicking the sensitive buds as I laced my fingers through his hair.
My hips rocked against him, his erection pressing directly into my wet core. A loud moan escaped my lips when his teeth clamped down on my nipple.
His hand shot up to my face, clapping over my mouth.
"You better control that hot mouth of yours, Blondie, because your sexy as sin moans are sure to bring us an audience. Unless that's what you want," he smirked at me devilishly.
I shook my head, and he dropped his palm from my mouth.
Laxus stood up, hoisting me up with him, before placing me on his desk.
"Lie down," he ordered. He dragged my shorts off and gasped. I propped myself up on my elbows to smirk at him.
"You're a filthy princess, aren't you?" he said, eyeing my pussy appreciatively. "Tell me, Blondie, why did you choose to not put on a pair of your pretty panties today?" he asked.
"One less thing for you to take off before fucking me," I purred seductively. In reality, I had been ridiculously horny before rushing to the guild, and the feel of denim against my clit did delicious things to me.
Laxus dropped his face to my snatch, circling my clit with his tongue. He pulled my outer lips into his mouth and dragged his tongue over my entrance. I could feel my juices drip out and run down me towards my ass. Laxus quickly caught the drops, lapping them up. His tongue expertly toyed with my aching pussy as I felt my orgasm approach. I started bucking my hips against his face, desperate for more. Laxus threw an arm over my hips holding them down. He looked up at me from between my legs.
"If you want something, ask for it," he growled.
"Mo-more… I need… more," I gasped out.
He smirked, his tongue flicking my clit as a finger circled my entrance. I began whimpering.
"Do you want to cum, Princess?" he asked, his finger still lazily tracing my pussy. I nodded, my body tense from desire. Tears pricked my eyes as I hung on the precipice of a climax.
"Not good enough," he whispered.
"God fucking damn it, Laxus, I want to cum," my back arching as I struggled for more friction against my clit.
"Good girl," he grunted, and instantly speared me with three fingers. The start of a loud moan formed in my throat before Laxus pressed his hand over my mouth.
"Remember what I said, Blondie. Quiet," he gritted, pumping his fingers into me with incredible speed.
My pussy began clenching and I felt the orgasm begin in my toes before it suddenly crashed over me. I screamed, clamping down on Laxus's hand as my thighs squeezed together, trapping his fingers inside me. He continued to curl them, drawing out my orgasm. My vision went black and I couldn't hear anything, as if the orgasm shut my body down. After a couple minutes of spasming, the last of the aftershocks finally passed. My thighs relaxed, allowing Laxus to free his hand. In turn, he freed my mouth. I lay on his desk, unable to move, as I gasped, trying to catch my breath.
"Fuck, Blondie," Laxus chuckled, showing me his palm. A perfect imprint of my teeth marked his palm, with small pricks of blood dotting the two crescents.
I sat up hastily, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards me.
"Shit, Laxus, I'm so sorry!" I gasped, looking at him. I traced my finger along the imprints. "Fuck, I'm so fucking sorry, babe," I whispered.
Babe? Well, you've said it now, so just roll with it.
Laxus laughed. "It's okay, Blondie. It'll heal within the hour, it's not a big deal," he reassured. Guilt coursed through me nonetheless.
"Actually," Laxus whispered in my ear, "it's pretty fucking hot." He bit my earlobe gently, and every trace of guilt was suddenly replaced with desire.
I looked up at him through my lashes and coyly asked, "Is there something I can do to make it up you?"
Laxus growled out a "fuck" and ripped his shirt off before yanking mine over my head. He flipped me, pushing my chest into the table.
"You're gonna be a good fucking girl and stay quiet, understand?" he gritted. His hand came down on my ass and I squeaked. It sent a jolt straight to my core, and I wanted him to do it again.
"You make a sound, you get a spank," he threatened. I moaned wantonly in response. Not loud enough to be heard by anyone outside, by definitely loud enough for Laxus to deftly rap his fingers over my ass again.
With no warning, he buried himself to the hilt inside me. A soft gasp escaped my lips, but Laxus allowed it.
"Fuck, Princess, your cunt is fucking divine," he moaned, moving his hips.
The cold wood of the desk was pressed against my tits and every time Laxus moved, my body rocked back and forth, rubbing my erect nipples over the surface. He thrust in and out of me, grunting softly. His hips snapped against my ass. I turned my face into the crook of my elbow to moan throatily, and though it was muffled, Laxus's hand slapped my butt again.
"Laxus…" I panted, "if you keep spanking me...I'm only going to moan louder."
"You naughty fucking minx," he growled, gripping my hips tightly as he rammed his cock into me.
Minutes of fucking flew by before Laxus suddenly pulled out. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness. He strode up to his chair and sat down.
"On my cock, Princess," he barked.
I sat on his lap, my legs spread wide over his thighs, lifting myself enough to align his dick to my entrance. I sank down, and when my ass was comfortably nestled against his pelvis, I began swiveling my hips.
Laxus let out a long exhale. "Fuck yes, baby," he hissed. I braced my hands on his muscular thighs, bucking my hips as his cock hit me perfectly. I clenched my pussy, squeezing his dick as I rocked back and forth. Laxus let out a low moan, dropping his head into my shoulder as I rode him.
"Shit, baby," he moaned almost reverently. Supporting myself on his thighs, I lifted up just slightly before sinking back down. I bounced my ass against him, squeezing his cock inside me. I was climbing quickly towards my peak and my movements had become more erratic. I was desperately trying to be soft, but the incoherent moans escaping my lips were gradually increasing in volume. I fucked myself on his dick, swiveling my hips to ensure he hit my spot. Laxus still had his face buried in my back, his hands squeezing my tits. He was moaning as incoherently as I was, jerking his hips up into mine. I tucked my face into my arm as I firmly began grinding myself against him, entirely unable to control the sounds coming from my mouth.
My pussy quivered as desire exploded through me. I felt heat flood my body and I leaned back into Laxus, loudly moaning his name into my arm. My ankles wrapped around his calves as my legs trembled, the orgams wracking my body. Laxus gripped my breasts almost painfully, before suddenly pulling himself out. With a strangled moan, I felt him shoot his cum over my back.
His head fell into my shoulder once more. Reaching around me, he grabbed a handful of tissues from his desk, wiping the cum off my back, before tossing the wad expertly into the trashcan across the room. He pressed a kiss into my shoulder blade, his arms wrapping around my waist. His tenderness surprised me, and I reached back, running my fingers through his hair.
"Princess, that was fucking incredible," he rasped. I got off his lap, turning around to press a kiss to his lips. We pulled on our clothes and I went to unlock the door.
"Blondie," Laxus called before my hand had reached the handle, "if that pussy is not back on my dick in the next 24 hours, I will hunt you down," he said with a playfully dangerous growl.
"Maybe I want you to hunt me down," I winked, slipping out of his office.
Gildarts POV
I noticed Lucy walk down the stairs as I sat with Cana at the bar. Her hair looked disheveled and she was flushed. She noticed us, and waved, walking over. I saw a fresh blush creep up her neck as she sat down next to me.
"Hi darling," I greeted. I squeezed her thigh under the table before swiftly pulling my hand back. The word 'darling' had its desired effect - Lucy exhaled softly, her cheeks a brilliant pink.
"How are you both?" she asked, her voice surprisingly steady.
I saw Cana briefly flit her eyes across the two of us, but I was fairly certain she didn't suspect anything.
"Oh, I'm great, Luce! Bix and I had the craziest sex last night! It's a miracle I can even walk today," my daughter laughed.
I choked on my beer, my eyes nearly falling out of my head. I was going to fucking kill Bickslow. I clenched my teeth, gripping my glass with unnecessary force before I saw Cana smirk at me evilly. It was her subtle way of telling me to fuck off, so I grabbed my beer and stalked away from the table. That girl was going to be the death of me.
Lucy POV
I had not been expecting to see Gildarts, and when he called me darling, every filthy memory from last night flooded my brain. With how wet my pussy got at the sound of his voice, you wouldn't think I'd been fucked senseless less than ten minutes ago. Still sensitive from my very recent orgasms, his hand on my thigh sent another orgasmic aftershock through me.
After Gildarts angrily marched away, probably to find Bix and kill him, I turned my attention to Cana.
"So, when did you fuck my dad, and who did you fuck just now?" she asked, incredibly perceptively.
"Huh? Wha- No-" I stammered. The card mage raised an eyebrow. It was no use even trying to hide anything. I groaned, my face falling into my hands.
"Let's just go to my house," I whined. "And grab a bottle of wine," I instructed.
Cana hopped over the bar and snagged a bottle before the two of us left the guild arm-in-arm.
A/N: Is this heading in the direction of a love triangle situation? Honestly, who knows? I need to start working some plot in. As always, please review, please pm, please do all those happy lovely things!