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Well, my CoLu Week submissions are finished, so I can focus on If It Looks Human again. In case anyone was wondering the title to this story came from something Mr Beaver said to the Pevensie siblings in C.S. Lewis's The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe. At the time I wasn't sure where the story was going.

AngelMwings. Thanks. I had a scene in mind where Cana told Lucy she was "So fucking amazing last night" and Lucy responded by saying "Not yet I haven't. I don't know what's holding him back." But it just didn't work in the story.

Brittany Lynn2. I have a mission planned for Team Natsu where we should see a little kick assery, and you know Lucy's spirits will be around again.

CelticHeart13. As our 300th reviewer I will do what I can to honor your request. Not sure how sneaky it will be now that he's kinda been warned though...

rmadhumita378, kittentf, Unoyoko94, 19vanelkc, KJacket. Thanks for all the positive feedback!

Stargazer013. We should see more training. Bickslow is serious about helping Lucy and she really wants his help. I just had to make Gramps return to the guild into a scene worthy of memory.

R3iga1004. I ended up with so many nicknames I just had to play a joke with them. I live hearing from you whenever you are able to send reviews.

Desna. That would be so cool! Bickslow is always around in your stories and it only just occurred to me that you hadn't done an actual BixLu yet! Please do it.

Lucy and I fully intended to leave last chapter's more-than-a-moment in the past, but the readers and Bickslow had other ideas. Bix was quite upset with me for trying to make him leave his Cosplayer in such a state. The first part of this is ... the rest of that so... read with caution I guess.

Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail. His characters just live in my head. That might not be healthy...

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She was lying in the forest, half naked, snuggled up against her far more than half naked boyfriend, and she had been the one to put them in this situation. She had lost her fucking mind. Strangely enough she was ok with that fact. She would be more ok if she didn't feel like crawling out of her skin right now.

She knew what her problem was. She hadn't expected providing Bickslow with the physical affection and releif he so obviously needed would wind her up quite this much. She knew she wasn't quite ready for sex. Her body was more than willing, but her mind just wasn't quite ready to go that far. She needed to find a way to distract herself from her body's almost desperate need to strip the rest of her cloths off and rub her sensitive parts all over her boyfriend.

She had just never been so horny in her entire life! The vague shapes Bickslow was tracing on her bare back were absolutely not helping. She was sure it would be a sweet soothing gesture if she wasn't so tense and hypersensitive. As it was she was randomly twitching under his fingers.

"Bixy?"

"Hmm? Yeah, babe?" Mavis, his voice right now was so sexy. He sounded lazy and relaxed and just about everything she wasn't and it was only making the ache worse.

"Umm... You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but... your tattoo..." His chuckle rumbled all the way through her bones and made her thighs clench. Shit. Maybe she should have let him stay quiet.

"Was a fit of teenage rage. I literally told Laxus that if people were going to stare at me like I hade something weird on my face, then damn it, there was going to be something weird there for them to stare at." She giggled. Of course he did. "Please don't tell Ever that story."

"She doesn't know?"

"It happened before we found her. Now," He shifted to adjust his pants and she blushed, remembering that she was the one who had pulled them down in the first place. He rolled her onto her back and planted his hands on either side of her head. The heat on his eyes made her core clench. "I'd rather not talk about my team when I have a sex goddess trembling in need next to me." She laughed nervously.

"I was trying to distract myself."

"Cosplayer, there are two things you aren't supposed to have to do when you have a man around." He flinched almost as if he had been slapped or something. "Actually there is a whole list of things you aren't supposed to have to do including carry heavy things, touch things that are gross, smelly, or slimy, open doors, compliment yourself,..."

"Evergreen taught you this list didn't she?"

"...Some of it. Freed helped. The point I was trying to make has nothing to do with either of them though."

"So what is your point, Bixy." He began laying gentle kisses along her jaw causing her to sigh in delight.

"You should never have to distract yourself from what you want when I'm around." He nuzzled into her neck and she whimpered just a little. "You shouldn't have to get it yourself either. As long as you have me I will give you anything you want, just say the word." He was using general terms, probably because he could tell how nervous she was right now, but she knew what he meant. "Let me love you, Lucy."

She had been all set to give into her nerves, argue, and pull back when those words hit her like one of Laxus's lightning bolts. 'Let me love you.' Was he just using that as an expression or did he mean that? Her brain fizzled a little when the thought occurred to her that that particular 'expression' could be used for what she had done too. What did that mean?

He slowly lowered his bare chest to hers and began to nibble his way down her neck. She could ask him to stop and he would, she knew. He had done it before when she was trying to focus on what he had needed. When his fingertips started ghosting up and down one of her sides she realized she didn't want him to stop. She still wasn't ready to go all the way, but she trusted Bickslow and she wanted this.

She also had to admit to herself in that moment that she wanted him to love her. Love and trust were the root of both their magics as they were meant to be used, his to heal and hers to protect. Did wanting this man to love her mean she already loved him? Wasn't it to soon for their feelings to be that deep?

Her hands were in his hair by the time his nibble trail reached her breasts and then she could no longer hold onto her rational train of thought. She had almost convinced herself that it was only because of the fact that no-one had ever touched her like that before that it had felt so good when he did this earlier. Not so. Her brain was mush and when his hand brushed gently over her other breast her brain completed the melting process and started dribbling out of her ears.

He was so sweet and gentle. It was obvious that he knew what he was doing, but how he handled her was so at odds with the loud, goofy pervert he showed the guild. This was her Soul Doctor, the man whose heart showed in his eyes, who craved acceptance and affection from the people he cared about. Right now his every touch, while he left her gasping and writhing, was saying he cared about her.

"Bicksl...oh!" He tugged at her nipple with his mouth and it was like there was a string of nerves connected strait to her needy lady bits. He did it again and a high pitched warbling moan escaped her. She slapped a hand to her mouth. He laughed at her and gently pulled it away, lacing the fingers on the hand that had been holding him off her with hers. She loved the feel of his weight pinning her hips to the ground.

"We like that do we?"

"W-we?" He rolled her nipple between his fingers and she groaned.

"You and me both babe." She could hear in his voice how much he really was enjoying the attention he was giving her. "I love touching you." He ran his tongue over her and she realized trying not to push into his touch was a futile endeavor. "You have no idea how much. I love how you respond, even though I know you were trying not to." He ran a large hand smoothly down her side and she arched her back. "And the noises you make go strait to my head. Don't you dare hide from me, Cosplayer."

A little voice in the back of her head said she was being parroted, but she really couldn't really pay attention to that right now, because his hand had continued its path down between them and he started rubbing his thumb back and forth over the throbbing area between her legs. She wondered briefly when she had spread her legs far enough for him to do that so easily. Then he increased the pressure he was applying through her thin pants and the only thing she could think was 'please, please, please, please' on a continuous loop.

"So wet. You soaked right through already. You really needed this didn't you?" Was she supposed to respond to that? She really hoped not because she couldn't think words right now let alone speak them. His thumb started rubbing circles around her clit and her limbs started shaking. "Let go babe." His tongue went back to her breasts and his hand tightened in hers. It was the sweet feeling of their fingers laced tightly together that allowed her mind to relax enough for her body to let go.

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She was so beautiful. He had pulled her into his lap and she had curled up there with one hand on his chest and this tiny smile on her lips. Her cheeks were flushed and her breathing still hadn't returned to normal. This was his girlfriend, his Cosplayer, and she was absolutely a virgin sex goddess. All of what they had done this morning was new to her, little things told him that, but she had been just... so fucking amazing.

"Bixy." She opened her big, hazy brown eyes. "I want kisses." He couldn't help the grin that spread across his face before he gave her what she asked for. This had not been how he planned to move their relationship forward. There had been a nice dinner involved and it had been later in the day, still today, but later. He liked the way Lucy had done things, alot. His plan probably would have been shot to shit by some jackass anyway.

"We should be training." He let his lips continue to move over hers as he spoke.

"What if I don't want to?"

"Do you ever want to?"

"Not really." He laughed and pulled her up with him as he stood.

"How about we run through what we already did one more time before we head back." She blushed and lightly crossed her arms over her chest as she looked for her discarded top. He would have protested her covering herself, but when she did that it pushed her chest up and showed off cleavage enough for him to lose himself in.

"I need a shower." She snatched her top up and he just about drooled as he watched her stretch the thing back over those enormous boobs of hers and adjust it.

"Your place or mine babe?" She rolled her eyes at him.

"The question is which one is less likely to have people in it." They just stared at eachother for a moment. "Maybe we should flip a coin."

"We'll send the babies to do recon when we head back." When he mentioned the babies she lit up.

"We get to take them shopping today don't we!"

"Yep. I figure we will have time to eat first before that."

"Yippee!" She dropped into her meditation pose. "Let's hurry so we can go do that!" He rolled his eyes and settled himself facing her.

"You can't hurry meditative yoga, Cosplayer. It doesn't work that way."

"But..."

"Slowly rest our chin down on your chest." She groaned dramatically. It was so cute when she did that.

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She had tried to go slow, so he let her get away with, well, not going slow. He was still feeling pretty relaxed from earlier even though he had wound himself up returning Lucy's gift. He sent the babies to look for their teammates as they jogged back to town. Pepe, who had gone to count heads at the guild, was the only one who found any of them seeing as they were all there.

Natsu's daily challenge to Laxus had been accepted, again, but somehow Gajeel and Cobra had gotten involved. While Bickslow would have loved to go watch the fight, or fights depending on how you looked at it, that Pepe said was being overseen by Freed, Mira, and Master Makarov in the training yard two things held him to his course. One was the thought of all those slayer noses after their activities that morning. The second was the releif pouring off his girlfriend at being able to miss an incident that she said would have inevitable resulted in her losing her clothing if she had been present.

They ended up going back to The Thunder House to freshen up. Neither one of them wanted to find out how Virgo would dress him if she was given that oportunity. Bickslow really did like the maid spirit, but the chick was really odd. Case in point, the cloths she brought out for Lucy matched his babies. As in she looked like an advertisement for an island getaway, if you ignored the fact that there were skulls on her vivid green sarong instead of flowers. It was cute in a tropical goth kind of way.

"Ok, babies, you ready?" It had been hard for Bickslow to keep this a secret from them, but this moment was about to make it worth itt. "Your daddy and I are taking you shopping for bodies to wear to the costume party." Even Papa started doing happy loops and giggling. *shopping, new bodies, costumes for babies.

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To be continued