Thinking back on the night of the engagement party made Lucy smirk. "What an ass... in all sense of that phrase!" She mumbled to herself. They hadn't been as rough on each other that night. The kisses climbing the stairs to her apartment were sloppy and hasty. They were in a rush to get behind closed doors. Clothes were littered all over her tiny apartment. Every touch was heated. Every kiss full of passion and promise. At that point Lucy wasn't sure what the promise was, but it was thrilling none the less. There wasn't any talking or screaming or demands that night. Light moans, grunts, groans, and gasps dissipated into the darkness of the rain soaked night around them. They maintained eye contact throughout their lovemaking, whispering the names of the other. No teasing nicknames were uttered. After hours of shared pleasure the sated couple were on the verge of sleep, spooning under Lucy's down comforter. "Lucy, we need to have a serious discussion tomorrow. This is important to me. I think you are imp..." Laxus's com went off at that point. The tone indicated it was his emergency line so he reached over Lucy to dig it out of his pants. Freed's visage popped up on the screen. "Laxus, Mr. Yajima needs our assistance for the next week at 8 island. We need to be there early tomorrow and will be staying in his attached guest house for the entirety." "Fine Freed. I'll meet you and the team at the bridge at eight in the morning." With that, the connection was cut off and Laxus threw the com on Lucy's nightstand. "Well Blondie, I guess that conversation can wait until I get back" Lucy let out a mumbled "Ngh" and drifted off to sleep. Laxus kissed her head and snuggled down next to her again. Little did they know what the next few weeks had in store for them. Lucy woke late to an empty bed and a note explaining his job and a demand she not avoid him when he finished his job at 8island.
