Ok. The first two 'days' (chapters 1-10) of this story have been edited along with the short works I have published. CoLu Week is coming along nicely. At least most of it is. Days 4-7 and the bonus day are done, though 4 might get polished a little more if I have time. Days 2 and 3 are... progressing acceptably. Day 1 however ( You know the day that is supposed to come First?) is refusing to click. (Author slaps story across the face, then shakes it violently by its shirt while screaming obscenities.) It says 'defect' and that's it. It's... It's... defective! Anyway...

Thanks reviewers! RaelinThaon, twizt312, rmadhumita378, Createbeautynotwar, CelticHeart13, Brittany Lynn2, KJacket, Stargazer013, RosesMcKellar, MistressKatana.

I'm so very glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. We were dealing with so much tension we needed a good laughing break. Now when it comes to the training Bix and Lucy will be doing in the upcoming chapters I don't really have a background, just strait knowledge, so if anyone catches things that aren't quite right let me know.

Warning. There is Lemonade In the second half of this chapter. So don't read anything Bix has to say if that bothers you. It's the first of this kind of thing I published so feedback is appreciated.

Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail since he created it and isn't foolish enough to give it away.

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Lucy couldn't breath. Her sides hurt from laughing at the look on Gramps face when he realized that not only was Kinana not joking about Lucy dating Bickslow, but she herself was in an established relationship with Cobra and everyone was ok with it. The little man had fallen right off the bar when Meredy and Evergreen kissed Laxus and Elfman before heading off on yet another shopping trip. You could have heard a pin drop in the guild unless you were sitting to close to Mira's shipping scream to hear anything for the next week. Lucy herself still wasn't sure how those three were... ok, with... whatever they were.

"Come on, Cosplayer. We've got training to do." *training, training, so much fun. "Let's get out of here before the guild recovers and we get stuck." She, her boyfriend, and the babies escaped through the side door just before it erupted into chaos. "Candy Girl has to be nuts to corner the Boss in front of the guild like that." *crazy, so loopy.

"He didn't seem to mind all that much. If those two are together then... what is Mira?" Bickslow was using the town as his own personal playground as she walked, like a regular human on the sidewalk.

"Hell if I know." He jumped off a bench and used a bakery sign to swing himself up and ended up hanging off a street light. "They seem happy though. I'm not asking just in case pointing it out makes it weird." He grinned and stuck his tongue out. "Whatever they are I bet the sex is intense and super kinky." She took a step out of her way to slap at his foot, which was all of him she could easily reach.

"Where are we going, Cat-man?" He dropped back to the ground and draped an arm over her shoulders.

"Out of town. I've got a little place in mind. You dressed to work out today right?" She snuggled into him and took a deep breath of his molasses and cedar scent.

"Yeah. I'm all sporty under this T-shirt dress." She hadn't felt comfortable wearing just a sports bra and yoga pants to the guild so Virgo had brought her a bright pink dress to toss on.

"In that case I'll race you to the edge of town."

"Your legs are twice as long as mine" She whined. There was no way that was fair!

"Yeah, but I'm not allowed to touch the ground." She was pretty sure that wouldn't slow him down much, but she was supposed to be training so...

"Fine." She was giving herself a head start though. She pulled him down and kissed him with everything she had. It was hard to focus on her actual goal, but she managed. She could fern the change in him the minute she succeeded in making him forget what they were doing. She ducked under his arms and ran. Just as she had hopped it took him a moment to remember that he had challenged her to a race.

"Hey! Cosplayer, you little cheater!"

"All's fair in love and war, Doc! This is both, so I can't be cheating! Slow him down babies!" The babies shrieked in delight at the new game and did a good enough job sabotaging his acrobatics that Lucy managed to almost keep up with him. Even with her head start and her helpers he was a pace ahead of her when she ran out of sidewalk. He claimed another kiss as a prize and she couldn't really make herself regret losing. They jogged for a few minutes to cool down, then walked untill they came to a little clearing with a tiny stream running through it. "It's beautiful, Bixy. How did you find it?"

"Actually we made it. The babies helped me clear out the brush. We come out here to train when we need the quiet."

"Cool."

"Ok. Have a seat. You might want to lose the dress too. It will annoy you. There is a reason I don't wear a shirt when I work out." He plopped them down on the soft grass before the stream. "I know you meditate. All wizards do, even Natsu, so take your pose." They sat facing eachother and when they were both comfortable he spoke again.

"Focus on the sound of the stream and breath deeply. Refocus any time you find your mind wandering. Good. Deep breaths. Keep your back strait and your shoulders relaxed. Drop your chin to your chest. Now roll it to the side, up to look at the sky, and back down. Just like that. Now the other way. Again."

They continued like that for quite a while. Bickslow would instruct her and only occasionally leaving his place to adjust the angle of a joint or help her to relax certain muscles. The babies 'slept' so as to not be a distraction. After some time she found herself with her hands and feet flat on the ground and her ass in the air. She was really glad she was wearing a good sports bra because otherwise she would be suffocating in boob right now. Bickslow hadn't made a single pervy comment, which was making her nervous.

"Why in blue blazes am I doing this, Bixy?"

"Aside from the fact that you look really sexy right now?" There it was. She was only surprised he hadn't said anything sooner. "Balance and proprioception."

"Proprioception? Knowing where my body parts are?"

"Yep. It's a huge part of how I do what I do. I am more aware of exactly what my body is doing and is capable of doing at any given time than most of our guildmates. Walk your feet up toward your hands. Slowly. What you are doing right now is also good for balance, both physical and internal."

"Hanging upside down?" He chuckled.

"Yoga."

"Seriously? The secret to the great Bickslow's acrobatic skill is yoga?"

"Not alone no. Rock yourself. Forward and back. Shift your weight from your heels to the balls of your feet and back."

"What did you mean by internal balance?"

"Soul magic, Cosplayer. All that eastern stuff about energy and shit? Most of it is real to at least some extent. Bend your knees. You can stop rocking now." She could hear him laughing at her. "Now slowly roll your back out and stand up."

"You don't have to tell me to do it slowly anymore. I figured it out after the first fifteen times you said it."

"It's important." He was wearing a smirk when he emphasized his next word. "Slowly lace your fingers together and stretch your arms up with your palms out. You know right now I can totally understand why Cyclops calls you Tits and refuses to drop it." She glared at him halfheartedly.

"You aren't being very zen, Doc."

"And you aren't focussing on the stream."

"You're talking about my boobs."

"Have you seen them? They're amazing."

"Hmm. They are aren't they?" He looked at her suspiciously. "When did you stop doing everything you told me to do?" He blushed a little, but grinned at her.

"Somewhere around the time it would have prevented me from watching you stick your ass in the air."

"Well it isn't anymore, so arms up." He rolled his eyes but uncrossed his arms and laced his fingers. "Slowly. Close your eyes and focus on the sound of the water." She was copying his meditation guru voice. He snorted, but did as she asked. As soon as his eyes closed she dropped her hands and prowled toward him. Before he could notice that she had moved she caught the hem of his shirt and began pulling it up. His eyes flew open. They were glowing.

"C-Cosplayer, don't tease babe. It's not..." She shoved all the shirt she had gathered into his mouth. His eyes widened.

"Shh. I'm a woman on a mission. Don't argue." He nodded. "Keep those arms up." She smirked. "Unless you want me to stop." She ran her fingertips lightly down his now bare chest and his breath hitched. She placed her hands flat on his abdomen and ran them firmly up toward his shoulders and got exactly the reaction she was hunting for. A seemingly involuntary sigh escaped him and his eyes rolled back in his head as it tipped back just the slightest. Just like when she had given him that candy, which she would definately be doing again.

It had occurred to her, about the time he started talking about her breasts and they started aching for his touch, that they were alone with no-one to interrupt them.a If some unlucky person were to find them no-one else would be around to witness their murder at her hands. Virgin she may be, but stupid she was not. Bickslow had been jumpier than usual and she knew the past couple days had been... hard on him.

She had pulled Levy and Cana aside at the guild during breakfast and gotten herself a pep talk and some tips. Cobra, who seemed to be a gossipy old lady, had whispered in her ear on her way back to the table that just because she couldn't imitate Lisanna didn't mean she couldn't imitate Meredy. She hadn't intended to do so untill the second before she shoved Bickslow's shirt in his mouth. Judging by the heat in his eyes right before they rolled back in his head he very much approved this idea.

It was hard to focus while she was actually touching the man she had lusted after in secret for quite some time, especially now that she knew the man behind the mask, but she managed. Her mind quickly flipped through her memories of all the little moments they had shared over the past couple weeks. She ran her nails down his chest and he groaned, just like he had yesterday morning. She liked that.

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Bickslow was in heaven. His girlfriend was brilliant and observant. He had already known that. Hell she had beaten it into him the first time they met. He knew she had used those qualities to find the cracks in his armor and bury herself deep in his heart over the past couple weeks, but he hadn't seen this coming. They hadn't shared much more than soul sucking kisses, but she had somehow found a whole list of his buttons and seemed intent on pushing them all. Slowly.

His past hookups usually assumed that he just wanted to have fun. He didn't blame them, because that was the Bickslow he showed them and he didn't really mind doing things that way. Fun was how he felt with the shit inside his head. Sex just made the fun that much more distracting, or the other way around. He had never thought about it long enough to figure that one out.

This though, this was different. Lucy cared and it showed in how she touched him. Every slow movement of her hands was an expression of feeling. Her touch soothed his soul even as it set fire to his skin. One of her hands hesitated over his heart as if she was savoring the feel of his heart beating. As if he was precious and touching him was a gift. He wanted desperately to return that gift, but her words held him still.

He knew his eyes were glowing again, but she hadn't looked away since he first opened them when he felt her pull at his shirt. She held eye contact as she began to brush her lips over his chest and he shuddered. Her fingertips were lightly tracing the lines of his muscles and he was about to give into the impulse to lean into her touch when she started nipping at his skin with her teeth. He bit down on the wad of fabric in his mouth and groaned. When she dropped her hands to his hips and trailed them forward dragging a single nail along his skin just under the waistband of his jeans his entire body jerked. She chuckled and grinned.

"On your knees, Bixy. I'm not near tall enough to reach everywhere I want to reach." Once he did as she asked his face was just to close to her chest to keep his eyes off of it. She ran the fingers of one hand through his hair and then whispered in his ear. "You take off yours I'll take off mine."

His gaze flicked up to her eyes, then back down to where she was now tracing the upper edge of her sports bra. He quickly stripped off his top and held his breath as she pulled hers off. He groaned when her glorious breasts bounced free and his hands twitched where they hung by his sides. He had no clue how far his sex goddess planned to take this, but he was pretty sure he would cry if she put those up without letting him touch them.

"Cosplayer..."

"Hands behind your head." He whined a little but complied. They both gasped when she pressed their bare chests together. Before the shock of how perfect that felt had entirely faded she was kissing and nibbling at his neck.

"Lucy, Please." She giggled into his neck.

"You wanna touch me, Bixy?"

"So much babe." She pulled away and smiled at him. Her hands were resting on his shoulders but that was the only contact they had now.

"Only if your hands stay where they are." He was confused for a moment before his eyes widened.

"You mean you'll really let me..." She nodded and he slowly leaned forward. He kept his gaze on her face just in case he had misunderstood. He could see a flicker of nervousness, but that was all. Her cheeks were a brighter pink and her breathing a little heavier than usual, but that could be nerves or arousal either one. Her breath hitched when he brushed the pale slopes of her breasts. He grew a little more sure of himself and flicked one perky nipple with his tongue. Her hands spasmed on his shoulders and she pulled him a little closer. He grinned at her and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Her eyes closed and she groaned. He set himself a new goal then, making her beg for him to put his hands on her.

"Bix." He switched sides and she moaned. "Bickslow!" Her hands traveled up to his hair as he continued to lavish attention upon her perfect breasts. He gave a gentle tug with his teeth and her knees buckled. His hands moved then, to catch her and ease her to the ground. Once he touched her bare skin though he couldn't seem to get his hands off her. "B-Bix, stop."

He jerked back, wide eyed. Had he done something to upset her? He had put his hands on her after all. He couldn't just let her fall though.

"You." She pointed a shaky finger at him. Her chest was heaving and she looked the opposite of upset right now. "Just, wow. I didn't realise how distracting that would be." He wasn't sure if that was good or bad right now.

She rolled then, placing her hands on his shoulders, and he allowed her to move him. He ended up flat on his back with her straddling him, just like that morning in the tent. She rolled her hips and this time he knew it was no accident. He groaned.

"Cosplayer." He couldn't finish whatever his brain was trying to say because she was kissing him. It was an all consuming steamroller of a kiss and he loved it. He buried his fingers in her golden hair and one hand stayed there when she began to squirm down his body leaving a trail of kisses along the way. He propped himslef up on an elbow to watch her.

"Lucy." He wasn't even trying to say anything this time. He was just praying that his sex goddess wouldn't stop and that some jerkface wouldn't pop out of the woods to ruin their more-than-a-moment. She grinned up at him before popping the button open on his jeans. She placed her lips against the skin she had just exposed and he felt her whisper almost as much as he heard it.

"Let me take care of you, Doc." He would have died to give her anything she asked for in that moment. She slid his zipped down then hooked her fingers into his pockets and tugged untill she managed to free his erection, which had been throbbing pretty much since she first touched him. There was a flicker of nerves in her eyes , but she only hesitated a second before sucking his cock into her mouth.

He slammed his eyes shut. He would have loved to watch her, but his magic tended to flare up when he was strained. What Lucy was doing with her mouth right now would absolutely be categorized as putting strain on his self-control. While it wasn't really dangerous per say his magic tended to force his wishes onto people when it did that.

"Babe, if..." She gave an unexpected hard suck and his head hit the ground under him. "Shit. If you don't... Fuck." She started doing this thing with her tongue that was just... "If you don't wanna swallow you really need to st..." She sucked him deep and growled around him. He saw white as he came. Normally he had better control, but this was Lucy, and it had been a really long week. She swallowed every drop before releasing him with a pop that caused his whole body to spasm.

He felt her crawl up to lay beside him. He pulled her head to his shoulder and buried his face in her hair, his magic still flashing a little behind his eyes. She had been right of course, she always was. He had needed that, though he never in a million years would have thought to asked.

"You have no idea how amazing you are, Cosplayer."

"So fucking amazing I believe. "

"So very fucking amazing."

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To be continued