rmadhumita378. I'm trying not to torture us all to bad. I have a plan. Let's see if Fairy Tail will follow it...
twizt312. My whole family uses that saying. Sometimes I repeat it to myself as a chant to keep myself out of other people's circuses.
KJacket, NinjaKitten93. 4 days till the party. (Their days not ours)
Anui Wolf, dlynncherry. I just love writing naughty, ornery Lucy.
Laxlu. Thanks! Such a huge compliment!
All hail Hiro Mashima! He who created Fairy Tail. I did however contribute the plot of this story, the celestial spirits Lucy contracted during the story, the tale of the mother goddess, and my brain as a playground.
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Bickslow tugged on his blue button down shirt nervously. Laxus had elected to wait outside, so he was alone in front of Lucy's actual apartment door. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves and knocked. He then leaned against the wall and shoved his hands into his jean pockets in an attempt to look casual, like he wasn't absolutely terrified of all the ways this evening could go dreadfully wrong. He was only slightly relieved when Meredy opened the door instead of Lucy.
"Damn, Candy Girl." Just because he was in a relationship with his Cosplayer now didn't mean he was blind. "You looking to get tied to somebody's bed tonight?"
"What makes you think I'm going to be the one tied down?" Her smile was innocent... and evil. He let out a whistle.
"I will absolutely pay you for proof if you get the Boss to let you tie him to the bed."
"I'll consider it." She smirked. "He downstairs?" Bickslow nodded. She took her purple leather wrapped self down the stairs on high purple heels. Dang. If they hadn't already caught her in the Boss's bed he would be placing bets right now.
"I'll be out in a moment, Bixy." He finally looked into the apartment, searching for his girlfriend. It took him a moment to figure out where she was, because she wasn't present in the single large room and there weren't any doors to hide behind. Hearing her say goodbye to Cancer from behind a pink curtain, he realized it was serving as her bathroom door. He only got a second to take in the pinkness of her studio apartment before she came out.
She was so beautiful. Her sleeveless navy dress was skintight from the golden collar around her neck down to her hips, where the short skirt flared loosely enough he expected that if she spun it would swirl and float up delightfully high. A teardrop cutout framed the moonstone pendant on her chest. Her keys hung from a golden chain draped across her hips. Her hair had been curled and piled on top of her head, and she had traded out her usual pink heart earrings for golden stars dangling on tiny chains to brush against her throat. She looked like the night sky she had painted on her nails, and a very sexy princess.
The moment she came close enough he dove down to run his lips and tongue over her neck and the dark mark still visable there, causing her to gasp and her hands to clutch at his shirt. While his newly discovered posessive side wanted very much to refresh the rapidly fading mark, the side of him that wanted to stay alive reminded him that if he left it alone it might heal completely before Erza managed to see it, so that's what he did.
By the time he had drawn a moan from her, by way of his lips on that sweet spot below her ear, her fingers had found there way into his hair and his hands had escaped his pockets and were resting on her hips. He pulled back to rest his forhead against hers and focused on taking steady breaths. He knew that if he didn't stop now he would pin her to the wall, throw their date out the window, and ruin the makeup Cancer had obviously taken great pains to perfect. Speaking of which...
"Cosplayer, did Cancer copy my eyes when he did your makeup?" She blinked at him.
"Did he?" He couldn't help but chuckle at the dazed look in her big brown eyes.
"Did you not, like, look at yourself when he was done?"
"Umm," She blushed. "N-No. You were here so... I just..."
"You rushed out here and got assaulted by your boyfriend, so you have no idea what you look like do you?"
"I wouldn't have labeled it an assault..." She looked nervous. "What do I look like?" She sounded like she expected she looked like a vulcan...
"A goddess." She lit up and as good as that made him feel he really wanted to kick her best friend and his stupid pet-partner minion after witnessing her moment of doubt.
"A virginal sex goddess?"
"Actually," He ran his fingers down her cheek. "Tonight you look like Nalka the mother goddess."
"Should I know who that is?" He knew the smile he gave her was probably a little warped, but hey, even happy memories from before Fairy Tail were sad.
"No. It's a creation story I heard when I was a kid. The story is actually kinda sad, but she wears the night sky as a dress. The marks around my eyes were actually done when I was a baby, like a tatoo. It's a cultural thing where I was born. A tribute to the tears shed by the mother goddess that gave us life." She stared for a moment.
"Oh. So Cancer did my eyeliner like that? Is it disrespectful? Should I have him fix it?" She started to reach for her keys, but he caught her hand.
"Nah, babe, it looks nice on you. And even if Nalka were real you wouldn't be dissing her. It's fine."
"Tell me the story sometime?"
"Maybe." He could hear Laxus outside and gave her a bigger smile. "Right now we should go before Bossman comes and fetches us." She giggled. He stepped to the side and placed a single hand to the small of her back. He had planned to walk her out like that, but his body froze up on him. He gaped at her as she walked to the top of the stairs before the air that had been caught in his lungs escaped in a gasp.
"Fuck me." Her dress had no back. Like, none. There were four thin gold chains, two running over each shoulder blade, that he was pretty sure were holding her dress on, because there was nothing else there. Nothing but creamy skin from her golden collar necklace thing, that the chains were linked to, down to where that swishy little skirt started. Her perfect ass pretty much started before the skirt did. The hand he had rested on her back twitched with the need to feel her warm smooth skin again. She glanced over her shoulder at him and smirked.
"You like it?" He couldn't answer. The only thought he could squeeze out of his brain past his body screaming to touch her was that there must be magic involved in her underwear. No way was she able to wear any of the usual stuff with that get up and not have it show. "I noticed my boyfriend has this habit of running his fingers up and down my spine when his hands aren't busy with something else. It sends the best kind of shivers running through my bones. I thought he might appreciate this little number."
She literally shook her ass at him. He lunged for her, but she managed to dodge and run down the stairs. He spun around, skipped the stairs, and just jumped. He was half a second to slow to catch her before she got out the door somebody had left standing open. He didn't let that stop him from catching her, but having an audience did stop him from ending their date before it started. He snatched her feet off the ground and held her very exposed back against his chest to nuzzle her neck. She giggled and squirmed. Maybe she was trying to escape, but he liked the squirming so he held on tighter.
"Bix! Ah! Stop that it tickles!" He grinned.
"Oh for fucks sake. Would you two cut it out already." Bickslow stopped messing with his girlfriend to stick his tongue out and cackle at his best friend. He didn't even have to say anything because Lucy did it for him.
"You're just jealous Bixy can show his girlfriend how much he cares and your allergy to PDA makes you constipated, Sparkles."
"Stop calling me that!" Laxus's growl would have sounded like a threat to anyone who wasn't intimately acquainted with a slayer's nonverbal communication.
"Right. Sorry. You're just jealous Bixy can show his girlfriend how much he cares and your allergy to PDA makes you constipated, Blondie." Laxus face palmed. Meredy giggled.
"I fucking hate you, Blondie."
"Awe! I hate you too, Blondie!" Bickslow couldn't see her face fron this angle, but he could hear the shit eating grin in her voice. "Hey, Bixy, where are the babies?"
"Home. We are going on a date. The kids aren't invited. Even yours." He looked up at the sky. "Hear that? You aren't invited! If you come down here you have to go play with someone else!" Lucy giggled at him.
"Dude, who are you talking to?"
"The stars."
"Why..."
"Because they are creepers and spy on Cosplayer all the time."
"They take very good care of me and you love them, Bixy."
"They still aren't invited. Especially the one most likely to show up tonight. He's a dick."
"Come on guys," Meredy said, giggling. "We should head out." The girls linked them into a chain and they started down the road.
"So," Bickslow grinned down at the curl topped heads walking between him and his best friend. "You girls find these sexy get ups on your shopping trip this afternoon?"
"Yep. We all did. Cana's is scandalous, and Levy might finally get Gajeel into bed with the one we found for her." Lucy grinned up at him. Mavis help the Fairy Tail men if their women were all playing the same game Lucy seemed to be. Maybe he should change the topic.
"You got costumes for your party too right, Cosplayer? Whatcha dressing as?" Judging by the evil grins both girls were wearing that might not have been the best topic to choose.
"It's a secret. Virgo is making mine so most of the girls don't even know what it is."
"I'm wearing stripes, bit that's all anyone will learn about mine till the party. Lucy asked Virgo to hold it for me."
"Actually mine will likely have stripes too."
"I'd guess so considering..."
"So you know what she is wearing huh, Bubblegum?" The girls turned their malicious grins toward Laxus.
"Of course. But as an ex dark mage there is no torture that will force the secret from me."
"Doesn't mean I can't try..." Laxus smirked down at the sensory mage.
"You just want an excuse to tie her to your bed and spank her, Boss." Laxus zapped him, which traveled through their linked arms to the girls, who each slapped their respective man's shoulder for, as Meredy put it, being stupid.
"Hey, Bixy?" Lucy was looking unsure of herself again. "Your babies can be put into different things right? So I was wondering... do you think they would like it... I mean if you think it's a good idea... if we took them shopping for bodies to wear at the party, so they can dress up with us?" Wow. Every time she opened her pretty face he fell more in love with her.
"Cosplayer, have I mentioned how amazing you are?"
"So fucking amazing I believe." She grinned up at him innocently.
"Ha! Bix, man your face is turning an awful girly color." He glared.
"Shut up, Laxus!" He grumbled the rest under his breath. "You don't know how she usually ends that conversation."
"Is that a yes? Can I take them shopping?"
"We, Cosplayer. I'm coming with to keep them out of trouble."
"Yay! She bounced a little and he ran a hand over his face to make sure he wasn't actively drooling. "Tomorrow?"
"Sure babe. After morning training."
"Are you still going to help me train."
"That's my plan. After you finish sleeping off tonight we can go on a run. Then we can move from there."
"You're training Blondie?"
"Well yeah. Her magic is a lot like mine in how she fights. She is a midrange holder mage on a team of brawlers. She can use what I can teach her."
"Makes sense. Really Gramps should be making all our wizards cross-train each other. It would improve abilities across the board, make for better cohesion when they have to work together. We'd see fewer damage reports and injuries too. Wouldn't surprise me if new teams formed either."
"Wow." Lucy seemed to think the idea a good one. "You know... if you didn't put so much effort into being an asshole you would probably make a decent guildmaster, Laxus." Said asshole glared. Bickslow and Meredy laughed at the blonds.
"Just for that, Blondie, if this ever happens I'm so seeing you paired with Nab as your first training partner."
"Laxus!" Lucy whined. Meredy giggled and changed the subject.
"So what are you two dressing up as for the party?"
"Umm..." Bickslow hadn't even thought about it to be honest. The horrified look on Laxus's face said he hadn't either and didn't want to. "Myself?"
"Bixy, you can't be yourself. That's the opposite of a costume. If you don't have an idea then I do. We can talk about it when we take the babies shopping tomorrow."
"Deal."
"Laxus... either you come up with something or I will have Mira and Cobra team up to find you the perfect costume." Laxus was pale enough he could have been dead.
"Shit... don't... I... oh look we're here!" He dragged Meredy through a neon framed door without a backward glance. Bickslow smirked at his girlfriend.
"Does it make me a bad friend that I hope he fails to come up with something on his own?"
"Nah. He asked for it." She smiled up at him as he led her inside.
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To be continued