Lucy POV
The next few days passed uneventfully. Mira barely needed my help, Laxus and his team were training together on most days, Gildarts frequently went fishing with Natsu or day drinking with Cana, and Levy was on a job with Gajeel.
A week came and went since we returned from our job with Mr. Kuzon, and the discussion of a new job was yet to resurface. Every day was gradually becoming more boring than the last.
I was starting to regret not having gone on a job soon after Akane. I wanted to pick a job and go somewhere before I went insane. Precariously, I broached the topic to Gray one day, who firmly shut me down, insisting that all of us needed a break.
"Plus, Erza's gone for a couple days. She's off somewhere with Jellal. We can't go without her, she'd kill us," he said firmly.
I highly doubted that, but clearly no one wanted to take on another job yet, and so I resorted to training with Capricorn and Loke, or locking myself in my room to write.
One morning, I was reading at a table in the guild hall while Natsu and Gray bickered generically across me. Suddenly, a voice from upstairs boomed.
"Heartfilia. My office. Now."
I looked up and saw Laxus leaning against the banister, grinning at me. Having caught my eye, he turned on his heel and went inside.
"Oooooh!" Natsu and Gray cooed together. My face flushed and I tried averting my eyes, but everywhere I looked, people were smirking at me and wagging their eyebrows. I huffed before stalking up the stairs, a scowl painted on my face.
"Get it, honey!" I heard Cana holler from somewhere, and I stuck my middle finger up without looking back.
I walked into his office and slammed the door shut behind me.
"Why do you get so much pleasure from broadcasting our relationship?" I snapped at the blond man.
"I didn't broadcast our relationship," he said, sounding offended, but the glint in his eyes gave him away. "I just called you to my office. I call people to my office all the time. It's not my fault if the fuckers down there have perverse brains," he snickered.
"One day, I'm going to get you for this. And for the kiss from that day. Just you wait, mister," I threatened, but smiled seductively, sauntering up to him. Before I could get to his chair, he held his hands up. I stopped in my tracks, and he pointed to the chair across the table from him.
"Huh?" I asked stupidly.
"I genuinely called you up here for professional purposes, Blondie. Can't maintain professionalism if you're on my lap, now can I?" he winked.
I was confused, but quietly took my seat across him.
"Well, Mr. Dreyar? How can I be of service?" I put my elbows on the table and leaned forward, coaxing my tits to spill out over the edge of my shirt. I was hoping this was some kinky roleplay fantasy.
Laxus didn't take the bait. His eyes stayed firmly locked on mine, not flitting down to my breasts even once.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go on a job together, Ms. Heartfilia," he responded.
I'll admit, that got me. I sat back.
"What job could possibly require 9 of us?" I quickly re-counted in my head to make sure I got the number right.
Me, Natsu, Gray, Erza, Wendy, Laxus, Freed, Bix, Ever. Shit, and two Exceeds. That's 11.
"Plus, are you sure it's a good idea to put Ever and Erza on a job together? They'll be as bad as Natsu and Gray," I pointed out.
Laxus rolled his eyes and slapped a palm to his forehead.
"Blondie, just think about what I asked you one more time. Honestly, for someone as smart you are…" he trailed off, shaking his head.
What had he asked me? If we wanted to go on a job. I got that. So why was he… Oh.
"You meant just the two of us," I said slowly.
He smiled and nodded. "There we go, baby."
"Why?" I asked.
"Why not?" he fired back.
"Fine, what's the job?"
"Simple. Security detail." He pushed a flier towards me.
My eyes quickly scanned over it.
"So what, we have to make sure nothing goes sideways? Is he expecting trouble?" I searched the flier for more details.
"No, he's not expecting trouble. There are some people who've been invited to the event because of their deep pockets, despite having questionable backgrounds. Drug lords, bounty hunters, criminals who've evaded capture, that sort of stuff. He just needs a couple people to ensure they don't stir up any trouble," Laxus explained.
"Laxus, this isn't even close to S-Class. Hell, I could probably do this alone. And the reward is measly. Why did you pick it?" I pushed the flier back to him, thoroughly confused.
"Low effort, low reward. Seems fair. Plus, he's taking care of our accommodation. We'll get a room at a nice hotel for a couple nights. It's worth having the reward slashed. Plus, it's so simple, we won't have to do much at all. We could treat it like a little holiday," he suggested.
I laughed, and, abandoning the ruse of professionalism, I climbed up onto his desk and swung my legs over, placing them on either side of him. I grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss.
"You could have just taken me on a holiday, you know?"
He kissed me deeply. "Well, this way, I'm taking you on holiday, we're getting paid for it, and, if shit goes sideways, I'll get to watch you kick ass," he grinned, before confirming, "So, we're going?"
I nodded excitedly. "I should pack for two days?" I asked.
"Pack for four. In case we feel tempted to extend our vacation," he said enticingly.
"Okay, great! I'm going to go tell Natsu and Gray. And I will see you…" I pulled him close and kissed him, "at the train station tomorrow! Is noon okay?"
"Huh? No! Stay with me tonight. We'll go together tomorrow. And you can tell Natsu and Gray later. We're getting naked now," he frowned, holding onto my leg.
I slipped out of his grasp and hopped off the table. Knowing I had four days of pretty much non-stop sex coming up, I wanted to tease him a little.
"Nope, no sex now. And no sex tonight. I'm staying in my house, and will see you tomorrow," His frown deepened, "No sulking, Laxus! I promise to make it worth the wait," I winked before strutting out.
"Noon, at the station," he called as I left. I turned and blew him a kiss, pulling his door shut behind me.
I skipped back towards Natsu and Gray.
"Damn, Laxus works fast," Gray whistled softly.
"Shut up, idiot. We didn't do anything. He wants to go on a mission with me," I said with a toss of my hair.
"Hey! No fair. Take me with you!" Natsu protested.
"You idiotic matchstick, think about it for one second. Do you want to go on a mission with Lucy and Laxus?" Gray drawled.
As realisation struck Natsu, he stuck his tongue out and scrunched his face. "Nope. No. You go, Luce. Have a blast." He shuddered and feigned retching.
"Yep. We leave tomorrow! Probably will be gone for three or four days," I shrugged nonchalantly, but my cheeks were warm with a blush.
Later that afternoon, I went home to pack. I got everything in order and neatly placed my bag on the couch. I was so excited I could hardly sit still. I read a book, but couldn't focus on the words. I tried to write, but couldn't think of what to say. I tried taking a relaxing bath, but every second felt like an hour. My stomach was full of butterflies at the prospect of my holiday with Laxus. Finally, after pacing up and down my flat, I slipped on my shoes and decided to go to the guild for dinner.
I entered the hall, searching for someone to eat with, but the place was mostly empty. Mira was still around, thankfully, standing behind the bar.
"Hi Mira," I called happily as I took a seat. I ordered some food and waited while she disappeared into the kitchen. She came back soon after with my plate.
"So, I heard you and a certain Dragon Slayer are going on a mission together, huh?" she giggled.
"I'm really excited, Mira," I confessed with a giddy smile.
"By the looks of the flier, it should be really easy. You'll have plenty of time to relax," she said with a wink.
I blushed furiously and began scarfing down my food to hide my reddening cheeks. Mira laughed, turning her back momentarily before placing a glass of wine next to me.
"My treat," she smiled, before admonishing, "You'll choke on your food if you don't slow down, Lucy."
She then hopped over the bar and sat next to me.
"Okay, tell me everything!" our resident matchmaker squealed.
I delved into the details, though of course, not getting nearly as raunchy as I had when telling the other three girls. I also carefully avoided mentioning Gildarts. Enough people already knew, and I couldn't handle one more person telling me it would end badly.
When I was done with my dinner and a second glass of wine, I thanked Mira and began to leave. The guild was quiet, and I heard a door shut upstairs. Gildarts's voice suddenly filled the hall.
"Mira, I'm heading out. Do you want me to pay you now for the damage repair?" I heard him call. He was walking down the stairs. I slipped out the door, waiting for him on the street outside.
I continued to hear muffled conversation between him and Mira, until I heard a distinct "Goodnight."
A few seconds later, Gildarts walked out to see my standing against the wall, giving him my best coquettish smile.
"Hi darling," he sounded a little taken aback. "What're you doing here?"
"I came here for dinner. And then I heard you, so thought I might as well wait," I batted my eyelashes. I slipped my hand into his and began dragging him through the back alleys.
"Baby girl, where are we going?" he asked, allowing himself to be pulled along.
I turned and smiled naughtily, but didn't respond. I was searching for something very specific. Or rather, someplace very specific. There was a certain fantasy of mine that I wanted to live out.
We wound through the narrow, dimly lit streets, until we arrived at a small path that was mostly obscured from public eye. Running between two buildings, and ending at a wall, the alley was barely lit, and, unless you were really looking, you wouldn't notice two people there.
"Why are we here?" Gildarts asked warily.
I leaned back against the wall, pulling him towards me. I crushed my lips to his, moaning when his tongue entered my mouth. He then held my waist and pulled back.
"No, really. Why are we here?" he demanded.
"Gildarts, on two separate occasions, I have wanted to fuck you in the street. Both times you have stopped me. But the thing is, I really really want you to fuck me right here, out in the open. Please, daddy?" I whispered with a moan.
I bit my lip, watching him struggle between wanting to fuck me and thinking that this was a very bad idea.
Deciding that he needed a little more convincing, I pulled him into me, grinding myself against his growing erection. "I want you to push me up against this wall and fuck my wet pussy with your big, hard cock, daddy," I purred in his ear. I nipped his jaw before pushing him back to pull my skirt up. I braced myself against the wall, and pushed my panties to the side. My fingers quickly found my clit and I started circling the hard nub. Pleasure pooled in my core.
"Oh, god, daddy, please fuck me," I cried, throwing my head back as I rubbed my clit.
Gildarts growled, unbuttoning his pants enough to free his member. He closed his fingers around my throat, and in one fluid motion, buried himself to the hilt inside me.
My knees instantly buckled and I slumped forward until the hand around my throat pushed me back up, flush against the wall.
"You know what's gonna happen if someone sees us, huh, baby girl? You know what a shit show that's gonna turn into?" he growled. His hand left my throat and he lifted both my legs, wrapping them around his waist.
"You want people to see daddy fuck his slutty little vixen? See him pound her hot cunt?" he gritted as his cock slammed into me at a punishing pace.
I was quickly turning into a puddle of arousal as his words made my pussy quiver.
"Yes, daddy, please don't stop," I cried, gripping his shoulders tightly as I moved my hips in time to his thrusts.
Suddenly, he pulled me off him, placing me back on the ground.
"Turn around. Push your tits up against that wall and give me your ass," he ordered.
I felt my wetness trickle down my thigh. I turned, my cheek and breasts pressed against the cool stone as I arched my back, sticking my ass out. I felt a stinging slap come down on the soft flesh, followed by another, and another.
"God, baby girl, I fucking love your ass," Gildarts moaned. He bent down to kiss it, easing the sting of his slaps. I wiggled my ass, earning a hiss of approval.
"Does my baby girl like being fucked in an alley? She wants to be fucked like a naughty little slut?" he whispered sultrily in my ear. My pussy ached painfully and I craved my release.
I nodded, a moan escaping my lips. "Please put your cock back in me, daddy," I begged.
Gildarts gripped my hips and drove in. "Mmm, you're such a good slut, baby girl," he growled.
His dick began to piston in and out of me forcefully. I dragged my nails down the wall, incoherent cries incessantly tumbling from my lips. Every cell in my body was on fire as I climbed to my climax.
Gildarts was grunting in my ear as he rammed his cock in and out of me. I was so close to the edge, and I began throwing my hips back, impaling myself on his dick.
"Yes, baby girl, fuck that cock," he gritted, snapping his hips against my ass.
I was on the brink of my orgasm and I began moaning uncontrollably as I urged myself over the edge.
"Daddy, please," I mewled, desperate to cum.
Gildarts knew exactly what I wanted. He wrapped his hand around my throat and brought his lips to my ear.
"Cum for me, baby girl," he whispered.
My pussy clenched tightly as pleasure exploded inside me. Stars decorated the inside of my eyelids and my muscles trembled, threatening to bring me to my knees. My breath hitched as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss shook my frame.
Gildarts moaned, and with a final, erratic thrust, he came inside me, holding me to him as he emptied himself deep within my walls.
He pulled out and turned us so that he could lean against the wall, hugging me to his chest. We kissed brokenly, panting into each other's mouths as we came off our climactic highs. He tucked himself into his pants and I pulled my panties back in place. I stood back, looking at him with a smirk.
"Wait, hold on," he rasped, reaching forward to brush flecks of dried wall paint off my shirt. He then pulled me into his arms, hugging me tightly.
"Darling," he called, his voice a little hesitant. I looked up at him. "I don't think you're a slut, okay? Earlier, when I said… I didn't mean it. I'm sorry if that took it too far," he apologised.
My heart swelled. This man was so fucking incredible. I kissed him deeply, threading my fingers through his hair.
"I know you didn't mean it, baby," I whispered. "And, for it's worth, I loved hearing you talk like that. You didn't take it too far at all. When you said all those things… God, it turned me on so much," I confessed with a blush.
Gildarts looked at carefully, searching for any sign that I was lying to protect his feelings. When he found nothing but sincerity, he brought his lips to mine. He kissed me sweetly, his lips moving chastely over mine. When he pulled away, he smirked, "Your house or mine?"
Butterflies erupted in my stomach. "Mine," I whispered, biting my lip.
Gildarts nodded before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
"Gildarts! Put me down!" I shrieked, whacking his back.
"So, we can fuck in public, but I can't carry you in public? Tch," he chuckled.
I kicked my legs helplessly for a little bit, but when he showed no intention of putting me down, I gave up, letting him haul me back home.
A/N: Look at me, throwing in another job subplot after HATING the last one. I'm a glutton for punishment, truly. But, it will hopefully not be as painful as the last mission Lucy went on. Also, Gildarts smut is just so fun to write. It makes me happy. And I can't wait for all of you to read the next chapter! It's probably my favourite one thus far!