Lucy POV
I slipped on my shoes, eager to go visit the other man I'd been desperately missing. The sun was low on the horizon as I walked to his house. For a brief moment I considered the possibility that he wasn't home. I also considered the possibility that he was home, but with someone else. The thought of walking in on some bimbo wrapped around Gildarts was enough to make me want to run back home. But I gritted my teeth, powering on as I marched towards his place. I got to his front door and hesitantly knocked.
My stomach dropped as I waited nervously, readying myself for a tall, gorgeous, naked woman to open the door. Instead, a few moments later, Gildarts pulled it open. His eyes brightened briefly before they became blank. Wordlessly, he stepped aside, allowing me to enter.
He shut the door and leaned against it. "How come you're here and not with your boyfriend?" he asked emotionlessly.
Boyfriend? Who the fu- Oh.
Gildarts had seen Laxus's little show this afternoon. I was really going to fucking kill that blond asshole.
Gildarts had no expression on his face. I might as well have been a white wall. My heart tore when I looked at him. I wanted him to look at me with the same warmth that he always had. I wanted him to hug me, and kiss me, and hold me in his arms.
Instead, he stood against the door, arms crossed over his chest, looking at me blankly. I could feel my throat constrict. For a second, I wanted to push past him and run home.
"Gildarts… He isn't…" I choked back a sob. "I promise… Please Gildarts, I want you… Don't… Please." I could feel tears forming as I strangled my way through a broken explanation. A few tear drops escaped my eyes and trickled down my cheeks.
Suddenly, his face filled with worry. The warmth was back in his eyes and his brows furrowed in concern. He rushed over to me, pulling me into his arms.
"Hey, hey, hey," he hushed, stroking my hair. I fisted his T-shirt in my hands, burying my face into his chest. "I'm sorry, baby. That was a fucked up thing for me to say. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't cry, baby. Fuck, I'm so sorry," he kissed the top of my head, hugging me to him tightly.
"I promise he's not my boyfriend, Gildarts. I'm not cheating on him with you. I would never do that to you," I mumbled into his chest, feeling calmer as I drew in his woodsy scent.
Gildarts tipped my head back, making me meet his gaze.
"I know, baby. I never thought that. I'm sorry. I fucked up, and I shouldn't have said anything. Please forgive me?" he asked.
I stood on my toes, pressing my lips to his. I cupped his stubbled jaw in my palm, brushing my thumb against his cheek. "I forgive you," I whispered. He bent down, capturing my lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me deeply and with enough passion to bring a violent blush to my cheeks. He continued to whisper the occasional apology into my mouth as our lips moved together perfectly.
After many minutes, he broke away, letting go of my waist. "Can I get you a glass of wine?" he offered. I nodded and followed him to his kitchen where he poured us a glass each. We then made our way back to the living room, and Gildarts settled down in a large armchair. I sat on his lap, perched sideways with my legs hanging off the side. He curled an arm around me, nestling me to his chest.
"How was your mission, darling?" he asked.
"It was good. We went to carnival and got a free weekend at Akane resort," I gloated with a twitch of my eyebrows.
"Baby, that's a holiday, not a mission," he scoffed.
"That's not even the best part," I giggled. "Natsu went on a roller-coaster!" I laughed at the memory.
Gildarts's eyes widened. "That kid can't even manage a regular train ride," he said incredulously.
"That's what I told him, but he didn't listen," I shook my head.
"God, I love that boy, but he's a world-class idiot," Gildarts sighed.
He had so much affection in his voice when he talked about Natsu and it made my heart swell.
Gildarts looked at me with a crooked smirk and my heart skipped a beat. I reached up to his face, and, starting at his hairline, I traced his profile with one finger. I ran my finger over the curve of his eyebrow, down his angular nose, brushing his dark eyelashes, over his cheekbone, across the swell of his cheek, down to his sharp jawline, before moving up to his full lips. He watched me do this, not saying a word as I conducted my exploration. When my finger reached his lips, he kissed it. I lifted my gaze back up to his.
"What was that for, baby?" he asked huskily.
I ran my fingers through his long russet hair. It was perfectly messy. "You're beautiful," I whispered.
He smiled and let out a short puff of air from his nose, mimicking a laugh. "You're beautiful, baby," he chuckled, leaning down to kiss me. I slid my tongue into his mouth and tasted the wine on his tongue. I pushed my lips against his, kissing his as deeply as I could. When I needed air, I pressed my face into his neck, inhaling deeply.
"I'm serious," I said into his skin. "You're so fucking stunning," I kissed his neck. Gildarts pulled my face back to his, crushing his lips to mine.
Our wine lay forgotten as we explored each other's mouths.
"I missed you, by the way," I mumbled in between kisses.
"Did you now? I missed you too, darling," he chuckled.
"I missed you holding me, and kissing me, and fucking me," I purred seductively.
Gildarts's chest rumbled with a growl. That sound sent a shock of arousal straight to my pussy.
There was something that I had wanted to try for a little while now. I leaned into him, tangling my fingers through his hair.
"Please fuck me, daddy," I whispered into his ear.
He leaned back, eyes widening. "Daddy?" he clarified.
I shrugged and nodded, trying to play it cool as my stomach did backflips.
I could feel him get hard under my thigh. He crushed his lips to mine roughly before wrapping a hand around my throat.
"Again," he hissed.
"Please fuck me, daddy," I moaned.
He gritted out a "fuck" before scooping his arms under me and standing up, carrying me to his bedroom.
He placed me on the ground, brushing stray strands of hair away from my face. He reached down and cupped my sex, grinding his palm against it. My knees started to buckle and I gripped his shoulder for support.
"You want to get fucked, baby girl?" he whispered. I nodded, dropping my head to his shoulder as I rolled my hips against his hand. He pulled back, hands moving to the hem of my top. He leaned forward and kissed me, before quickly ripping my top down the middle.
"Gildarts," I gasped as the tattered cloth fell from my shoulders.
"You're leaving here tomorrow in my shirt, in case anyone decides to try and claim you as his again," he breathed into my ear. I knew he was talking about Laxus, but when his tongue flicked over the shell of my ear, every thought in my head drained out. My pussy ached with want. My hands flew to my bra clasp, unhooking it and dropping it to the floor before he destroyed that as well.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my skirt and shimmied it off. Gildarts made no move, just standing and looking at me undress myself. His heated gaze caused desire to pool in my stomach. I sat down on the bed and slid back until I felt pillows against my spine. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I wantonly spread my legs, showing off the wet patch of arousal on my panties.
"I'm so fucking wet, daddy," I purred, my cheeks tinged a violent pink.
Gildarts threw his head back, screwing his eyes shut. "Fuck," he groaned. He ran his fingers through his hair and inhaled shakily. "You're gonna be the fucking death of me, baby girl," he growled before climbing up to me. He captured my lips roughly, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I grabbed his T-shirt, tugging at it until he allowed me to pull it above his head. His thigh was pressed into my apex and I ground myself against his leg. He kissed his way down to my tits where he pulled a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the pink bud. My back arched as I pushed my breast further into his mouth. He squeezed the mound roughly, a growl reverberating from his chest. He slid further down until his face was level with my pussy. He kissed my wetness through my panties before pulling them down.
"Baby, you have the prettiest cunt I've ever seen," he crooned, dipping a finger inside my entrance. I was positively slick with arousal and my pussy was throbbing with need. I didn't want him to tease me or lick me or finger me. I needed his cock inside me.
"Fuck, please, Gildarts," I cried, jerking my hips. Misunderstanding, he began curling the finger inside me earnestly. His mouth dropped to my clit and flicked his tongue against the sensitive bud.
"I want your cock," I moaned as he pumped a finger in and out of me.
"Someone's impatient," he smirked. He climbed off the bed and looked at me writhe in need. He slowly pulled his pants off, and my breath hitched in expectation. When his big, erect dick came into view, I almost cried from relief. I needed him inside me. But he continued to tease me. He stood at the foot of his bed, stroking his member, a cocky grin on his face.
I hissed in frustration. Involuntarily, my fingers found my clit and I began circling it to appease my arousal. I glared at him, silently urging him to fuck me.
"You plan on getting yourself off tonight?" he smirked.
"I need you to fuck me right fucking now," I whined, throwing my head back into the pillows. I felt him swat my hand away from my pussy before driving himself into me. The relief was instantaneous. I felt entirely full, rocking my hips into his as he thrust into me.
I cupped his jaw in my hand, locking eyes with him as he thrust into me deeply. Short breathy moans were escaping my lips as his cock routinely hit my sensitive spot.
"Ohh… yes, daddy," I moaned, looking into his eyes. His pupils were blown wide with lust and he dipped his head, slanting his mouth over mine in a heated kiss. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him deeper into me. He pulled back, slipping his thumb into my mouth.
"Good girl," he whispered, picking up the pace as he pounded into me. I held onto his shoulders, bucking my hips up to meet his thrusts. His eyes didn't leave mine once.
I was moaning loudly at this point. Loud enough to alert even distant neighbours. My body felt like electricity was coursing through it as my legs tightened around his hips. His every thrust let my clit rub over his pelvic bone, causing shocks of pleasure that shook my frame.
One of his hands was tightly wound in my hair, pulling my lips to his, while cool, metal fingers gripped my hip firmly. He drove into me firmly, before stilling, buried inside me. He slowly swiveled his hips.
Without warning, my orgasm crashed over me.
"Oh… fuck… daddy!" I cried, my arms tightening around his neck as my body trembled uncontrollably. Gildarts pressed a rough kiss to my mouth, swallowing the remnants of my moans. He held me to him as the waves of pleasure gradually slowed. When I was able to breathe again, I kissed him softly.
"Fuck, baby," he grunted into my mouth. He rolled us over so that I was on top.
Gildarts slapped my ass firmly. "Up, baby girl," he gritted. Reluctantly, I lifted myself off his cock, standing up on the mattress. My knees shook slightly as a result of my orgasm. He slid back so that he was propped up against the pillows. He looked up at me and drew a circle in the air with one finger, instructing me to turn.
"Now sit on daddy's cock," he hissed. I straddled his legs, slowly lowering myself onto his dick. I sank down onto his hardness, and he wrapped an arm around me, squeezing my tit as he pulled me back into his chest. I could feel his warm breath tickling the back of my neck. His other hand slid down to my clit and began circling it. He lifted his hips, slowly thrusting up into me. He was moving inside me in shallow, tantalising strokes. His finger lightly toyed at my clit while he gently rolled my nipple. He placed kisses along the side of my throat.
"Do you like it when I fuck you, baby girl? You want me to bury my dick in your hot little cunt?" he punctuated his question with a forceful thrust.
"Yes," I whimpered. He smacked my tit.
"What was that?" he gritted.
"Yes… daddy," I moaned. He pulled out almost entirely before slamming into me.
He began pistoning into me, his hands not leaving my nipple and clit. "You're fucking amazing, Lucy," he gritted in my ear.
I whimpered as he drilled into me, my body still incredibly sensitive. When Gildarts slowed his thrusts, I took over, riding his cock as we both came closer to our release. I leaned forward, gripping his shins as I bounced my ass, spearing myself on his dick. He slapped the soft flesh before gripping it firmly, grinding me into him.
As I felt my orgasm hit, I fell forwards. Gildarts quickly sat up, pulling me into his chest as he pumped his dick into me, drawing out my climax. My pussy quivered around his dick, urging him to cum. I shuddered in his arms as the last of the aftershocks faded. He had continued slamming his dick into me through it all. And just when I felt like I was spent, Gildarts began grunting erratically. He fucked me at a brutal pace, breathily gasping.
"Fuck baby, I'm gonna cum," he rasped.
I felt his warm seed shoot into me and the sensation triggered another mini-orgasm. I cried his name, reaching back to lace my fingers through his hair. Gildarts buried his face in my back, kissing my spine as he caught his breath. I let go of his hair, rolling off him so that I could cuddle into his side.
We lay next to each other, softly kissing as we reveled in our mutual post-orgasmic bliss. He pushed hair away from my damp face, kissing my cheek and then my forehead. I trailed a finger along his side, admiring the way his muscles contoured.
"Do you want to get dinner, baby?" he whispered.
When I nodded, he stood up, pulling on his pants before throwing me the T-shirt he had on. I slipped into it, letting his delicious scent envelop me. He reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers, as we made our way out of the bedroom.
A/N: I really took my time with this chapter (and some of the next) because I felt like my writing was very pro-Laxus. I wrote this fic a little while ago that's an AU LaLu set in Greece. That story is honestly my pride and joy. I fell so in love with those characters, especially my conceptualization of Laxus, that it's trickling into my other stories. So I really wanted to do this chapter well to balance it out, because, at this point in the story, Lucy isn't playing favourites and I didn't want my writing to inadvertently create a bias that shouldn't be there. I'm trying to be careful, but after my AU story, I feel like I'm instinctively going to write Laxus better, so if you feel me being super biased in his favor when the plot doesn't require it, call me out!
Otherwise, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! And your reviews would mean the world to me!
(Also, daddy kink! Felt so good to write it, not gonna lie.)