AN: Please note the rating change.

Lucy sighed and closed her eyes as she masseuse did her marvelous work.

One of the benefits of dating Laxus Dreyar is that he knew how to treat a girl. Well, in some ways. He bought her cute clothes and occasionally jewelry, and for the third time in six months, sent her to the spa for a day with Wendy. Then again, he was S-Class, so he might make enough money on one three-day mission to pay rent for the whole year.

This was the day before his birthday, which meant that the next night was the night.

Her heart pounded in her chest when she thought about it, but she was also so excited.

Wendy, who was in an equal state of bliss, smiled. "I want a boyfriend like Laxus someday."

The blonde snorted. "Be careful what you wish for!"

The girl sighed deeply. "You're spoiled, Lucy. He's always doing nice things for you!"

The elder considered it and smiled, "That's only because he's also a jerk. It's like balance."

At Lucy's apartment, Nastu had entered through the window in search of his teammate and upon not finding her, decided to look for a clue about why she'd been a little distant for the past few days. Really, Lucy had only been lost in her own thoughts and excitement as she prepared for the next stage of life and they hadn't had any jobs to go on anyway.

Her apartment smelled like Laxus, which he wasn't a fan of, but he assumed Laxus probably didn't appreciate that it reeked of him in there either. He was honestly just happy the elder dragon slayer had yet to complain about his sleepovers.

Natsu found a pink box on her bed and took the lid off to examine the contents. "A clue?"

The dragon slayer held up the red ball of lace and looked at it from a number of angles before he determined he had no clue as to what it was. It was stretchy, and stringy, and bright red.

Laxus entered the same way that Natsu had and was standing in the windowsill when he saw the younger man in this state of confusion.

Natsu put the garment on his head and looked around.

He brought a palm to his face and sighed deeply. "Dammit, Natsu. What in the hell..."

Natsu took it off and pulled on it with his hands. "Oy, what the hell is right! What is this thing?"

"It's a g-string, you idiot," he jumped down and realized that Lucy had not yet made it home and that the person to discover his gift was none other than Natsu Dragneel.

The pink-haired man stretched it again, and gazed upon it curiously. "G-string...sounds like an attack. Is it magical?"

So, so magical. Laxus thought as he snatched the panties out of Natsu's hand and slapped him on the back of the skull so hard he hit the floor face-first. "Behold, the genius that crushed the Balam Alliance..."

Natsu sat up and asked, "But what is it?!"

Laxus held them up. "Panties."

"...that's underwear for girls? If that's supposed to be for Lucy, I don't think that would fit. Her butt is a lot bigger than that thing is."

"I give up," the elder quickly said with a shake of his head.

Natsu jumped up and exclaimed, "Fight me, Laxus!"

Laxus put the g-string back in the box. "Think really hard about what she'll do if she comes home to a pile of rubble. You'll get Lucy-Kicked in the ass so hard you cough up her shoe."

After giving this situation three seconds of consideration, he gave up his momentary ambition. "How about a game of Castille! I can't beat Lucy, but I can be you for sure!"

"Whatever. I got nothin' better to do while I wait."

The two men set the board and Laxus learned about ten seconds into the game that despite mistaking a pair of women's panties for a magical weapon, Natsu was actually pretty swift. It was surprising, and he furrowed a brow in frustration.

Natsu looked up at him as he considered his next move. "How do I get a girl to be my girlfriend?"

Laxus looked up at him with an expression that so very clearly said, Fuck my life.

The awkwardness of this moment made Laxus wish he could throw the board at Natsu's face, but out of respect for Lucy, he refrained. "Ask."

"Ask..." Natsu repeated as if it was a foreign word. "Like how?"

"Whatever you want, just ask."

"What if she says no?"

Laxus watched him move him into a corner and cursed inwardly. He felt like the idiot inside of Natsu was running the mouth and the genius was running the game. There was a surreal contrast between the two. "Who are we talking about?"

Natsu looked away. "Nunya."

Childish. So, so childish.

"Does 'Nunya' also respond to the name Lisanna?"

"Maybe." Natsu huffed as he toppled the last piece. "Cake. Let's play again. Maybe I'll go easy on you."

The elder blinked in disbelief. Laxus wondered if something had gone wonky when Zeref resurrected Natsu from the dead and left him with some kind of brain damage. "How can you be that brilliant but stay an oblivious blockhead at the same time? I will never understand."

Natsu reset the pieces, a strange glint flickering in his eyes as his mental strategic cycle started anew. "I keep going places with her and stuff and she doesn't get it. I don't want to be her big brother. Maybe I should give her some underwear. Lucy is happy when you get her stuff."

Laxus shook his head and decided to let it unfold as fate had set into motion because Lisanna was possibly the only person in the entire world who could deal with Natsu's antics. "She'll definitely get the message."

"Good."

Five games in a row, Natsu wiped the floor with Laxus. Then he left to go buy a g-string for Lisanna. Laxus felt like this was akin to losing a few battles, but winning the war.

And Lucy finally came home fifteen minutes after he gave up and left her a note before leaving to get ready.

Lucy,

Pack light and meet me at the train station at eight in the morning. The weather will be warm.

Laxus

She felt a little excitement as she grabbed her bag and started throwing clothes in. How and where had been a question in her mind. Laxus had roommates, and she had a number of 'intruders.' Even if they went to a hotel, Magnolia in general was the worst place. Fairy Tail was everywhere.

After she finished packing, so she cleaned her apartment, took a shower, and failed at sleeping well due to the excitement. In the morning she hurried to the train station to meet her beloved, who was standing next to the platform with two tickets.

Laxus grabbed her around the waist and kissed her as he spun her once. "Let's get out of this damn town."

When they boarded, Lucy realized he must have had Wendy cast a troia spell on him, because once the train started, he remained calm and collected rather than bowing over from nausea. As fate would have it, their compartment was empty besides them, so Laxus pulled the divider shut and gave her a little devil's grain as he took a seat next to her.

Lucy smiled back at him and leaned into him when he put an arm around her. She'd become so accustomed to his touch that it felt so right to be next to him. With her eyes closed, she rested against him and nuzzled against him. "Laxuuuuus..."

He smirked a little, because he loved when she was feeling sweet. "What is it, my sweet little minx?"

"Happy birthday."

He kissed her hair. "Not going to lie. This is probably going to be the most awesome birthday of my life."

"I'm excited."

"Me too. Let me show you." Laxus teased as he took her hand and guided it over the crotch of his pants. At first, she jerked her hand back and he laughed. "Poor little virgin...just wait until I get my hands on you. Unless you're scared."

Then, determined to be brave, she waited for him to relax and close his eyes. Without warning and with a surprisingly swift move of her hand, she gave him a light rub through his pants, tracing the outline of him from the center between his legs and then down his pants leg.

Laxus crossed his arms to keep himself from grabbing her, his head still back, eyes closed as he let out a soft groan through gnashed teeth.

"Do you like that, Laxus?"

One eye narrowly opened and he rolled his head over to watch her from the corner of his eye. "Again."

She did it again, this time with more pressure, and felt movement under her hand that caused her to jerk back. "It moved!"

What else could he do besides burst out laughing? "Babe, it didn't 'move,' although it can—I'll show you later. It's getting hard because you're stroking it. Keep it up and you're going to lose your virginity on a train."

A look of mischief flashed in her eyes, and she waited patiently for her time to strike. In fact, she waited for almost two hours, then she repeated this action, pressing a little harder.

In an instant, she was on her back and he was above her.

Their lips crashed against her as they lay sprawled across the seats. One of his palms slid up her skirt to the top of her thigh as his tongue slid past her lips. They tangled together, kissing, for what felt like an eternity.

The compartment door slid open, and they were so lost that she didn't notice and he didn't care. At all. If he had two fucks to give before he got her on her back, he calculated he had a negative six fucks to give about stopping.

And then, that smell...

His nose crinkled and he opened his eyes and sat up.

Lucy turned her head, eyes glazed over in desire, and then snapped out of it immediately and shot up as Laxus, whose tank was pulled up to his chest, ignored his own state as his hands moved to put Lucy back in order. He buttoned her top and straightened out the skirt that he'd hiked up around her waist. Her hair was a mess and she looked completely disheveled. She was horrified, so she looked down rather than looking at anyone else.

Then Laxus straightened his shirt out and ran a hand through his hair. Lucy just wished she could be so cool in such an awkward moment.

Rufus and Orga of Sabretooth sat there and stared.

And stared.

And stared.

Laxus had an extremely obvious, extremely huge erection as he crossed his arms and scowled with lips smeared with her lip gloss. Lucy generally looked like a mess, and in her virginal innocence, operated under the assumption there was some amount of combing her hair with her fingers that would remove the look from her countenance a woman gets when being handled properly by a man.

Rufus smirked. "Memorized."

Lucy screamed,, "Pervert!"

"How am I a pervert? I'm just trying to get home. I'm pleased the train ticket came with a free show," he calmly said, "And may I say that you are positively striking."

Ogra slapped him in the arm. "Our guild needs some pretty girls. Lightning attracts, you know. Maybe it'll attract that cutie there. We never did determine whose lightning was better. Is now a good time for you, or did so much of your blood rush to your boner your brain can't focus on a fight?"

Laxus' move was so fast and so silent as he hit Ogra in the nose with the base of his palm that the only sound anyone heard was the bone snapping. No one in the compartment could even say for sure if he'd fully moved from his seat because by the time they realized 'oh shit, Laxus just smashed his face,' the lightning wizard was back in his seat looking exactly as he had before. His expression was so smug as he smirked, "I don't even need my brain to defeat you, so that's a moot point."

Ogra covered his nose with a handkerchief, looking up with alarmed eyes as he hissed through the pain.

Laxus turned to Rufus. "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I wonder if I could memorize your magic..."

Lucy jumped between the two on the seats facing them and Laxus. "NO ONE IS FIGHTING ANYONE, YOU GOT THAT?!"

The Sabertooth men blanched at the sudden, unexpected shouting, but Laxus had long developed an immunity to it. That was her 'take me seriously' voice, and Laxus suspected if a fight followed that he would be the least of Sabertooth's problems. Lucy was notoriously powerful when in this state, which he compared to dragon force, only for Angry Lucy.

Laxus might have defied her on a normal day, but he believed that pissing her off would probably grievously effect his chances of getting some.

When she got up to use the restroom, Laxus sighed. "If you two want to rumble, meet me in a week in the East Forest. If you're chickenshit, I understand. I'll take you both on. Hell, bring your whole guild. I'm feeling pretty good."

"I'd like to see you take the twin dragons," Rufus quipped.

Laxus shrugged. "Loser has to pose nude in Sorcerer's Weekly."

Lucy came back and found there was peace, and she knew. But she let it go, because as long as they didn't ruin this day, she could care less what happened later on. Male wizards just behaved this way, and accepting it was a big part of getting along with them.

The Sabertooth wizards thankfully got off the train before the troia wore off, and for the last two hours of the trip, he laid with his head in her lap, immobilized by nausea. He was a little cute to her in this state.

When they got off at Hargeon, he revived as soon as the motion stopped and returned to himself.

They stopped at a little cafe not far from the train station since they'd gone practically the whole day without eating.

They were still lit with excitement and anticipation, but after waiting for three months, they'd learned to appreciate the want. Their affection wasn't a short, fleeting lust, like a wildfire that grows quickly and goes out. It was a slow, passionate burn that could destroy anything in its path.

As they ate, he told her about Natsu, causing the blonde to face palm and shake her head. She wanted to scold Laxus for letting Natsu think giving Lisanna panties was a good idea, but she agreed with the fact that Lisanna would both comprehend his intentions and accept the poor way he executed them.

They talked about the jobs he'd been on lately, and she talked about hers. They talked about their friends, and the guild, even Raijin the tiger, and Laxus realized that he'd never had a true confidant before. Over the course of their relationship, he had started marking things in his mind so he could tell her about them and somehow, they had grown together like this.

Lucy was about to take a bite of her fish when she noticed he'd stopped eating and was simply watching her, a look of unabashed adoration on his face. He had been doing this recently, and at first, she thought something was wrong, but now she knew it was because he loved her, even if he never looked her in the face and said it.

She grinned at him and reached across the table to squeeze his hand. "What are you thinking about?"

"You already know," he teased.

The blonde shook her head. "You're not thinking about sex. You have a peaceful look."

"Since when do you know me well enough to know when I'm lying? What I was really thinking is that 'this woman is incredible.' And there you go. Our spirits are entangled. I've never been entangled. But I don't want to be free."

Lucy giggled a little. "You made it sound like I'm some vicious spider that spun some elaborate web to capture you."

Laxus squeezed her hand back. "Most female spiders conclude mating by removing and eating the head of the male, but I'll probably be so happy I won't mind if it comes down to that."

She lightly kicked him under the table with a little laugh. "Laxus, why are you so bad?" she teased.

"The better question is, 'Why do you keep coming back for more?'"

Their eyes met and a spark ignited as she answered, "Because I'm entangled. I don't want to be free, either."

Laxus threw money on the table in gross excess of their bill, threw their bags over his shoulder, and yanked her up from her chair, pulling her against him. When his lips met hers, she felt the familiar pulse of lightning teleport, but this time, they moved twelve hops across the sky, abruptly piercing the sunset sky with lightning.

When they came to a stop, she broke the kiss and found they were on the beach. Hargeon was in the distant horizon, so they were on an island, and it was dead quiet except the sound of waves and insects that were starting to sing their night songs.

She turned, and there were stone steps that led up to a big hut-like structure. There were big doors that he opened to reveal a bed with white linens inside. "Where are we?"

"This island belongs to the king. He told me I could use it if I ever needed to get away for a few days. We are the only people on the island."

Even though she wanted to explore, the taste of him from their heated kiss trumped all other ideas. "L-Let me get ready, okay?" she nervously asked.

Laxus nodded and gave her another kiss. "Don't be nervous."

The blonde dragged her bag to the huge spa-like bathroom that adjoined the bedroom while Laxus went to another to wash away the sweat motion sickness always produced.

When he came out, she was just turning the water on, so he shook his head and took a look around. Then he went outside and walked along the beach in his boxers, waiting expectantly for Lucy, who was trying to wash away eighteen years of virginal anxiety.

The island had a rocky side that started not far, and so instead of following the beach, the path led to a huge maze garden, which was the source of the floral, tropical scent on the air. Laxus walked through the maze for a while, using his senses to find the real exit, and found it came to an abrupt end on a cliff covered by jasmine that hung over the ocean.

He returned to the room and picked up the scent of shampoo. Damn this girl is washing her hair. I'm never going to get any, he inwardly thought as he realized he'd have to wait on her to condition and dry it and then whatever else—he'd been in and out of the shower in five minutes.

He collected blankets and pillows and relocated them to the cliff, because for whatever reason he'd always felt driven to blow her mind. If she expected one thing, he'd always give her something better.

Lucy did indeed wash and condition her hair, and double check that the spa hadn't missed any spots on her wax, and then she stood naked in front of the mirror as she dried her hair. She was nervous, and suddenly, Virgo appeared.

She crossed her arms over her chest. "What are you doing here?!"

"Punishment, Princess?"

"Of course not."

The spirit gave her a little smile. "Tonight, Princess is the one getting punished."

"Punished?" she thought out loud as she suddenly imagined Laxus holding her on a leather leash while she was bent over, a mental image that Virgo was wholly responsible for. "I don't think so."

Virgo held out a white and gold teddy with ties all down the back and a seemingly flat keyhole right between the breasts. "I brought you something from our world. He won't be able to remove this after you put it on unless he has this key." She placed it in Lucy's hand, and Lucy decided it might be fun to play a game with Laxus.

Clothing he can't destroy!

Lucy put it on and admired how it flattered her curves, and then she took the key and tucked it between her breasts. She put on a little eye liner and some lip gloss and took a deep breath.

I'm about to lose my virginity.

She expected him to be waiting, but he wasn't. In fact, she searched the whole hut and didn't find him, but when she returned to the room, she walked barefoot down the stone steps and found his footsteps led into the maze garden.

"I can smell you, Lucy," he called.

His voice seemed almost menacing, like she was being hunted. So she giggled and she followed a path where his footsteps were not and hid in the maze. Because she worked with a dragon slayer, she knew very well what the limitations on scent were. He could tell she was there and pinpoint within a certain direction, but he was not a bloodhound and couldn't follow to her exact location.

When she looked down, she found a pebble at her feet and threw it over the nearby rows and heard him move quickly to that spot.

Maybe this could be fun?

Her movements were soft and quiet, and she continued to do things to annoy his senses, like throw a rock and rustle the plants six feet away while she ran in the other direction.

Lucy believed in part that the reason the reason the game lasted as long as it did was because he was turned on and had a hard time giving his senses the attention necessary. But, the game did come to an end, just as she saw the exit to the garden, and he pounced like a tiger.

She landed on her back on the little bed he'd made on the cliff. The fluff of the blankets cushioned her fall, and he was on her in that instant because she had toyed with his inner predator.

Laxus caught her ear between his teeth and lightly bit down. "Bad girl..." he came down for a fevered, hot kiss and broke it quickly. "You want to be bad for me, Lucy?"

When he looked down at Lucy, his heart went into overdrive because she was everything in that moment. Like a gold and white wrapped present, she laid there ready to give him her body in its entirety. Her blonde hair spilled all around her, and he ran a hand through it as he came down to kiss her again.

This time, they didn't have to stop, they didn't have any rules, and they didn't have to worry they'd go too far. This was a night to go as far as possible and consummate this divine entanglement.

He rocked his body and sat up, pulling her into his lap as he started to pull at the strings that went down the back of her lingerie.

Lucy said nothing and pressed her body against him, rolling her hips instinctively to grind against him. Laxus growled and pulled harder on it, and then tried to claw at the strings, blast them with lightning, and when that didn't work, he tried to simply rip the offending garment off of her.

He pushed her off his lap and gave her a rather unhappy glare. "Magic lingerie? Well, fuck my life and everything in it. Take it off," he ordered.

Lucy stood up and looked down at his desperate face.

When he saw the keyhole, he shook his head. "I knew I should have made you leave the damn keys in Magnolia."

Some part of him wondered which one of them had done this. Perhaps...Loke the Cockblocker?

She pulled the key from between her breasts, and his interest fixed on them immediately.

She smiled at him.

"You better not, Lucy Heartfilia. I swear on Mavis' grave I'll make sure you can't walk tomorrow," he threatened as he practically saw the thought on her mind.

But she did.

Lucy threw the key off the cliff into the ocean.

Laxus dashed after it and plunged head-first into the water twenty feet below like a dog chasing a ball. She looked over the edge as he made a skillful dive and disappeared beneath the waves. It was a long time before he surfaced, and when he did, it was only for air, and he disappeared again.

It took the lightning dragon slayer fourteen minutes and seven trips to the surface, and Lucy was looking for him when he leapt from the water and kicked off the rocks until he handed deftly beside her.

His hands were empty and on his sides.

"Don't tell me you couldn't find it?"

He smirked, and she saw the key was held in his teeth. Laxus took the key between two of his fingers and sent it sailing through the air like a throwing knife, and it landed expertly in the key hole, which caused the infuriating garment to dissolve into cloud of gold dust.

Suddenly nude, she crossed her arms over her chest, feeling a surge of embarrassment. "Laxus..."

Laxus slid his boxers off and threw them, leaving the two naked on the beach. "Look at me. Let me look at you."

His girl swallowed nervously, but let her hands drop to her sides. She looked at him in all of his self-confident glory and blushed even more when she saw it.

They embraced again, this time a little softer and gentler, and she felt her breasts press against his body, which seemed quite a bit warmer than hers. Laxus gently lowered her onto the little bed he'd made and laid beside her while their hands explored. Her anxiety melted as she slid under the spell of desire and he touched and kissed down her neck to her breasts and stomach.

His hand slid down between her legs, and as soon as his fingers made contact with her, she cried out, "Laxus!"

Then he sat up a little to change position and she saw him fully erect.

Lucy made a sound that most closely resembled an 'eep!'

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She looked down. "That..."

Laxus looked down at his cock and said, "You should have known when you noticed my hands. Relax, I'll be gentle, Little Girl. Trust me, okay?"

When he moved to her feet and put the palms of his hands on her kneecaps, she felt another surge of anxiety. Laying a gentle kiss on one of her thighs, he pushed her legs open and bent down to kiss her core.

There were reasons to go slow with sex, but with this?

Lucy frantically grabbed at the blankets, at the sand, and then finally at his hair, fisting her hands in his blond locks as she called his name, unable to describe or really process what he was doing. But it was so good that she couldn't really think anymore, and she didn't want him to stop.

She found herself a mewling, moaning mess, begging him for something although she wasn't sure what it was that she wanted him to do: let her have an orgasm there? As the minutes ticked on and her cries became more desperate, she became aware of some emptiness inside of her. It was a burning, desperate desire that demanded him.

Since she'd never had sex or even had anyone touch her intimately before, it a primal, powerful urge that seemingly came out of nowhere when he started to touch her and grew with every lick and suck. And God...when he pulled on her labia with his teeth, she let out a little scream.

When she couldn't take it anymore, she mumbled,"S-Stop."

Laxus seized immediately and looked up to make sure his muse was okay. "What is it?"

"I want you."

He moved up and propped himself up on one elbow. He planted a kiss on her lips and her face crinkled up a little because he smelled like...her.

Again, he smiled at her. To him, it really was kind of precious in a way that she shared all her firsts with him. He remembered his own 'firsts' and knew that these were important milestones in her life. He also knew that these uncomfortable moments were signs of growth from transition from virginal girlhood to her empowering future as a woman.

"You'll get used to everything," he said as he kissed her forehead.

Lucy nodded and reached up to cup his face with her hand. "You're really awesome, you know."

Laxus turned his head to kiss the palm of her hand, eyes burning with heat. "You have no idea how much I love you. It's fucking crazy."

Warmth flooded her soul and she smiled softly. "I love you too. It's not crazy to me. I just feel like we were always supposed to be like this."

He kissed her passionately for a couple of minutes, waiting for her body to relax a little as she could feel his cock brush up against her. "You're a virgin, so this might hurt like hell from what I've heard. How do you want me to do this?"

She shook her head. "All at once. I want to get it over with."

He nodded in understanding and positioned himself at her entrance, causing her to whimper a little in want. Leaning on his left elbow, he held her hand tightly with his right hand and in one movement, buried himself in her.

Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs, her body contorting from the pain. Her back arched and she clenched his hand as he lay still in her. "Huge!" she hissed as she winced, her legs shaking as the pain radiated from her. "You're too big..."

Laxus decided that had been a terrible plan.

The smell of blood hit his nose, and the walls of her clenched down on him as she struggled to adjust to the presence of him inside of her.

When he started to pull out, she wrapped her legs around him, as if trying desperately to keep him inside.

"Don't move.." she whispered.

For three very long minutes, he held completely still, feeling bothered by the fact he'd hurt her, flattered by the memory of him saying he was huge, and hopeful that the pain would subside so her first time wouldn't be ruined.

He felt her body gradually start to relax, and she loosened the grip of his hand. She nodded, and he moved slowly at first. Lucy could still feel a dull sting, but it was nothing compared to the way he felt moving in her.

Laxus did his best to be gentle, but after two minutes she made a noise not unlike a growl and dug her fingernails in his chest. "Not so gentle. Aren't you supposed to be a monster?" she moaned.

The dragon slayer wasn't exactly sure what her pace was, so he sat up and pulled her onto his lap, impaling her on him.

Her pace was fast and rough, and she bounced up and down on him between heated kisses, panting as her hips moved on pure instinct. With him and him alone, she was this brave to take what she wanted from him. They were lovers. They were friends. They were animals. When he felt her close to release, he put her back on her back and slowed it down a little, much to her frustration.

He established this cycle of changing positions, never letting her have an orgasm. She begged and begged, and at other moments of the cycle, when she was bent over on her hands and knees or riding him, she'd try to frustrate him so much he would let her climax.

"Stop teasing me," she hissed as he kept her on the edge.

He bent down and purred, "I might let you cum if you hadn't made me swim in the goddamned ocean, Little Girl."

The blonde whispered, "But I want to feel you cum in me, Laxus."

And with that, Lucy had uttered the magic words and upon speaking them, knew that she had.

Laxus, now drenched in sweat, set a near frantic pace, slamming into her as she arched her back and begged for more.

When Lucy opened her eyes, dragon scales were visible across his cheeks and chest.

"Cmon Lucy, cum for me," he whispered.

Their spirits—entangled as they had suddenly realized—snapped into bliss at the exact same moment, and she cried out his name as she fell into an intense orgasm that was only punctuated to the feeling of his climax and the feeling of his seed pumping into her with every primal thrust of his hips.

He stayed inside of her for a minute and afterward, the storm started and cool rain started to fall on their massively overheated bodies as they snuggled on the blanket.

That was their first time.

Their second was in the thunderstorm that followed, as was their third. The fourth was in the maze garden. Their fifth time was in the bed, after which they finally gave up and went to sleep.

"...Happy birthday..." she whispered in exhaustion.

He kissed her hair. "You're perfect."

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