-Chapter 13-
"Lucy is Adro allowed to come out and play today?" Bicks tone was pleading like a small child asking for her permission to see his best friend. She could just imagine a little Bickslow on her porch wringing his little hands as she held his future fun in her grasp. Sipping on her weird green shake Capricorn was still insisting she drink after finally feeling her belly put Lucy in a very good mood.
"I think so why?" Lucy asked ignoring the surreptitious sniffs at said drink by her mate. He'd tried to stop her from drinking it at first, slapping her had away as if it would hurt her. Since her first sip though he'd been eyeing her closely with the most hilariously flummoxed look on his face.
"The writing in the temple might give some hints as to where the hidden door is," Bicks shrugged. Honestly he just wanted to see how Cristoff reacted to the little lunar dragon. He was almost positive his brother's magic type and dragon parent had yet to come up in conversation with Lucy and he was anxious to see everyone's reactions.
"Sure," Lucy said right before a flash of white signaled his arrival when she summoned him mentally. She'd gotten so much better at telepathically communicating and summoning her spirits now that she could split her consciousness much better. She still needed a lot more practice but at least now she wasn't a defenseless target when she did so. Her hand still needed to hold her keys physically if even for a second to do the summons but she was hoping to get rid of that obstacle too.
"How can I be of help Princess," Adro stated in his deep voice but in what Lucy referred to as his travel size since he was only as big as a house cat. Before she could answer the little dragon had focused on the man beside her and leapt from the table at him transforming into the size of a large dog yelling, "Brother!" The dragon tackled the Lunar dragon slayer to the floor and pressed his head to Cristoff's chest rumbling softly.
Everyone was shocked, except Bickslow, by the young dragon's display but no one more so than Cristoff. He stared at the little dragon from his back on the ground. 'He looks just like my mother.' "Who?" was all he was able to get out. Lucy hadn't said which gate she was opening out loud but the only dragon he knew of among the constellations was Draco. Bickslow had said Adro before and he'd just thought it was a key he'd not heard of before. He was having a hard time thinking beyond that still in a state of shock.
"Brother," the young dragon whined at not getting the welcome he thought he should. "I'm Adro, son of the Celestial Dragon Draco and Lunar Dragon Nurem."
The slayer's eyes got wide as his hopeful suspicions were confirmed. Eyes misty with emotion he wrapped the dragon in his arms and let loose a deep grow familiarly in greeting. The pair rolled on the ground in a mock wrestle for dominance but it was obvious this was just for play. The little dragon just melted in Cristoff's hold and growled right back this time louder. Lucy's eyes were tearing up at the cute display. Cristoff had told her his mother was a dragoness named Nurem but she didn't know that Nurem was mated to Draco; neither Adro nor Crux ever mentioned it and she hadn't mentioned her contract with one of Draco's sons in their discussions earlier. She felt a little stupid not making the connection when she knew they both used the same magic. She'd discovered that when she'd asked about his lip and only thought Adro and he would get along really well because of their magic, but brothers? She did everything she could to stop herself from joining their moment wrestling playfully together.
Cristoff didn't have words to express what he was feeling. It had been 12 years since he'd seen his mother. She'd went into hiding shortly after Bickslow had fled to Fiore. Rumors of Arcnologia had started to be heard again and Nurem knew that if he heard of her being alive and her whereabouts the black dragon would destroy Pelerno in his goal of killing her. He'd known she'd had other children with her mate Draco before adopting him and that he took them with him to the spirit world back when he was forced to leave Earthland but he didn't know their names or that they had keys assigned to them. Nurem always got so sad when she thought about them he just held in his curiosity and let it fade with time. Had he only known getting his hands on Draco's keys meant he could see his adoptive family he would have hunted them all down by now and tried his hand at calling them for himself. He didn't know if that was possible since celestial spirit magic was passed on from parent to child. There was no way of knowing if that magic ran in his veins since his birth parents were a mystery. Nurem had found him abandoned as a very young baby.
"I'm glad that I made it in time for the reunion," Vander drawled with a big grin on his face as he walked up to the rest of the group, an arm wrapped around Safra his hand holding her side. He couldn't wait to see how his brother reacted when he told him where his mother was but he had to after Safra swore him to secrecy. While he had convinced Safra to share with the group what she was – even that had taking some serious persuading - she had convinced him to hold off on telling his brother about where Nurem was holed up.
"She will not leave the Charm until Draco has been returned to Earthland and Cristoff will draw attention to my people if he starts travelling back and forth across the land. It is not safe for us yet and it will be much harder for him to know where she is and have her still out of his reach," she said.
While he might not agree on that part, he knew the temptation would be there for his brother to go looking for her, but Safra was definitely right that the fairies couldn't risk being found. They lived past the far eastern mountains of Pergrande, an enormous powerful country that had labs dedicated to creating horrible monstrous creatures through genetic manipulation. The fairies would be hunted down and consigned to being lab rats unless Pergrande's current regime was finally dealt with. So, he would wait.
"Van, I'm surprised you stopped while she can still walk?" Bicks laughed out only to groan on the ground after Erza blindsided smack for his impertinent question. They all knew the two had been having sex all morning; there was no reason to potentially embarrass the woman they hardly knew.
Lucy finally got her first look at the third person the spell had transported there and was a little in awe. She was just as beautiful as Erza, Mira, or herself (she could never leave herself off the sexy list) but in a different way - more like a piece of art than every man's fantasy like the rest were. She looked exactly like Cristoff had described but her hair was pulled to the side in a long fishtail braid that reached her hips instead of completely pulled up.
"Why would having sex prevent me from walking?" Safra asked innocently. Erza and Lucy turned bright red, emotions teetering between embarrassment for Safra for not knowing - even Lucy knew great sex often left women feeling boneless, tingly and walking funny for a while, she'd seen Cana totter about with a grin on her face enough - or Vander for being unable to get her there after all this time given his well-deserved reputation. Cristoff and Bickslow completely lost it. Both already on the ground they clutched theirs sides while laughing so hard tears were welling in their eyes.
Safra looked to Vander at an utter loss. "Did I say something humorous? We rested adequately after our activities."
Pulling his adorable not so little fairy close he kissed her temple with laughter in his eyes. He knew just how rocked Safra's world had been as was actually thrilled she recovered quickly from their endeavors. There had indeed been a little while there she'd walked like a baby doe on her long unsteady legs. "Ignore them, they're all idiots."
"Hey!" Lucy said indignantly not appreciating his comment.
Ignoring her and everyone else Vander took a seat at one of the chairs at the table and pulled Safra down on his lap circling her in his arms and setting his head on her shoulder so he could still look around this odd group. Safra was back in the clothing she had on earlier in the day but without her cloak so most of his exposed skin was pressed against hers. He learned she specifically craved the comfort skin to skin contact provided - since fairies rarely wore anything outside armor when patrolling - especially in difficult situations. So while he normally wasn't handsy or clingy in public, he normally didn't have a reason to be. He'd never been in a relationship, not even had sex with a person more once as a rule after being drafted in the Steel Council, so intimately touching someone outside of having sex just hadn't come up. His normal rules couldn't apply to Safra given their situation and she'd need all the comfort he could give her for what they were going to talk about.
Nonchalantly Vander flicked the golden sun pendant to the table and watched as it wobbled a bit before it settled. The table became silent as they each took in precisely what they were seeing. Immediately the girls shot out of their chairs to get a better look.
"Where? How!" Erza demanded. The four of them had scoured that temple for hours and found nothing. 'How did he find it when he's only had an hour at most alone in the temple?'
Vander smirked as he watched his brothers scramble to their feet - Cristoff with Adro all little again perched on his shoulder.
"It took Safra 10 minutes to find it. Although I think you should pick something else to bring back that has more historical significance than this." He picked up the small pendant again looking at the detailed engravings. It would work perfectly for what they were looking for but he'd caught Safra's eyes lingering on it when nothing else in the room seemed to have had that effect on her except for him. 'It doesn't match her necklace she always wears but maybe I could have it made into something else for her… No one will miss it.' He pocketed it then changed the line of conversation. "What I really need to tell you guys is something much more important and you need to promise you will not tell anyone else," turning to the mages from Fairy Tail, "anyone else, not Laxus, Natsu, Ever, Freed, Gray, Dom or Happy." The Fairy Tail mages tensed and all got serious. These were people they saw as family and trusted implicitly so excluding them would be difficult depending on what was said. "Dad can be told but only in person and in a secure place," he added looking at his brothers.
"Will them not knowing endanger them in any way?" Lucy asked crossing her arms. She never made promises easily since once she did that was it; she would keep it until the day she died or was released from the promise. If keeping this secret could hurt her friends she'd leave and be left out.
"No," he said with confidence.
Tentatively they all agreed and he met Safra's glaze. Holding her tighter he let her speak.
"If Vander is any indication many of you have recognized that I am not human, well at least not wholly so." At their nods she took a steadying breathe and continued, "I was born in a small town in Iceberg where the people all worshipped a God of Ice and Winter named Hroth. Everything related to the sun or fire was seen as sacrilegious so when I was born on the Summer Solstice during the peak of the sun's ascension I was already marked for sacrifice at the next festival. When I started glowing the priest called for my immediate death." As Safra started telling her story Vander was surprised and enraptured. He hadn't heard it fully before, only small bits, and had thought she was going to tell them what she was and leave it at that. He was thrilled to know the full story Gin had hinted at so he stayed quiet and listened intently.
"My parents saved me but not without taking mortal wounds. I would have been hit and died as well but I instinctively called my magic so I was spared. With the last of my father's strength he used his lightening magic to teleport the three of us as far away as possible. It was my adoptive father, Pefko, who saved me. My mother begged him to care for me with her last breathe - my father had already succumbed shortly after getting up away." She shuddered and held onto Vander's arms to finish her story. "Pefko adopted me as his own, saw me as the reason he lived while his wife and child had not, and the magic he used to bind us together as family changed me. You see, he is a fairy," she paused at the sound of large gasps and seeing four sets of wide eyes she knew they needed some time to let that settle. "So, when he adopted me, his magic made me a fairy, well, as much as a once human can be," she continued.
"So you're like a dragon slayer then? But with a fairy parent?" Cristoff asked. Having been the only one there with experience in magical creature adoption he recovered quicker.
"Yes but I'm referred to as Fairy Blessed or simply as a fairy since that is all I know," she corrected. "Fairies were hunted by humans to near extinction before the Holy Wars. My people are only now recovering their numbers and cannot risk being hunted again. The Charm, our home," she quickly clarified at the blank looks, "is hidden well but among a dangerous people and if they hear any rumors that we still exist I am afraid that we won't survive so please keep this secret for our safety." Finished, Safra sighed and relaxed a little now that the hardest part was over. She was surprised she'd made it through the whole explanation without breaking down. Looking up, she saw wonder in their wide eyes.
"Do fairies have tails?" Bicks asked without thinking. He had too, Ever would never forgive him if he passed up the opportunity to learn more about fairies even if he couldn't tell her where he'd learned about them. He hadn't seen Safra with a tail but she said she wasn't completely a fairy so she just might not have one.
"No…" Safra said hesitantly. "Why?"
"Our guild's first master Mavis," Erza said having finally digested the information, "named our guild Fairy Tail because she always wondered if fairies had tails and this question soon can to signify our guild's continual pursuit for adventures and the amazing."
"Are they tiny with wings," Bickslow asked at his next opportunity, "or do they look human like you? Can they fly?"
"Bicks don't be rude," Lucy whisper yelled.
"What is your obsession with size," Adro indignantly added.
Chuckling from across the table brought the impending arguments to a standstill.
"I am familiar with that version of fairies. Humans have such wild imaginations! As if a clap could save our lives," Safra chuckled again then looked to the little dragon and her eyes softened. She wanted to greet him like she normally did when he was allowed to visit with his mother but that would lead to questions that she would not answer now. "No, they are smaller but not much shorter on average than Lucy although they have very little else in common with humans other than general shape. My size is due to my human part. They do fly but it is without the use of wings."
"Well you found yourself in good company since the three of us are fairies too," Lucy pointed out. She already knew keeping this a secret from Freed and Levy was going to be next to impossible. Both of those mages would probably pass out if they ever found out she'd actually met a fairy. There was also a concern of Erik finding out but she would do her best not to even think about Safra around him. Either way the man knew how to keep a secret.
Safra smiled at her fellow blond. If not by magic she agreed that these people seemed to carry a lot of the welcoming spirit of her people. She was proud they would name themselves fairies if all Vander had said about them was true. It was why she took the chance in telling them. "Then my fellow fairies I will need your help in not standing out. I still look human but as you all noticed, I have not been around any so I act and speak differently enough that questions will be asked and I have no answers," the fairy said smiling widely. She could not have ended up with friendlier kinder people.
"I already told her she didn't need to hide her physical differences but she didn't believe me," Vander said running one hand up and down the inside of her thigh. Safra's eyes went wide at the memories of Vander's discovery session as he called it flashed briefly in her mind. By the tightening on his grip she had a feeling he knew it had too.
"Up," Erza ordered as she stood as well walking around the table to inspect their new fairy friend. She could not help but feel a kinship with the woman now that she knew. They were all fairies and they looked after their own. "Remove the illusion and let us see." The fairy stood hesitantly and pulled the decorative pin from her hair.
Erza eyed the slight changes: pointed ears, slightly bigger eyes and golden leaves and vines tattooed along her sides from her knees up across her chest then down her forearms. "Vander is correct. There is another mage in our guild with pointed ears and another opponent I have faced with much larger eyes both due to their magic so your ears and eyes can be attributed to that. Tattoos are common as well. More questions will be raised by you trying to hide any of them." Erza circled around Safra once more than looked to Lucy for her input.
"She'll stand out mainly because of how tall she is and her odd clothes but I think that we can safely say she isn't from Ishgar and that her village and family died in a war. It would also explain why she speaks formally and has her minor idiosyncrasies," Lucy added.
"Idio-what?" the red-head asked.
"Odd behavior," the short blond explained.
"Why do you use such complicated words?" Erza said exasperated. She was smart but was raised as a slave then in a wizarding guild. Her education was bound to have some gaps.
"What about my weight?" Safra asked now more than a little relieved to have the two women give her a simple plausible story that wasn't even an outright lie. Thinking generally she looked the way she did because of her fairy magic and while the fairies lived in Ishgar technically, they were foreigners in their own way. Even her human family fell in a battle.
Lucy blushed, weight had always been a sensitive subject for her and it hadn't helped that Happy, Natsu and Capricorn had always been on her case about it until recently. Capricorn still monitored her diet though. Thankfully for her Erza stepped back in.
"Do you weight more than you should?" the requip mage asked. Vander snorted and quickly appeared behind Safra and lifted her with one hand before tossing her at the red-head.
"Eeeeek!" Safra squeaked at her sudden flight. Erza caught her easily with wide-eyes. She transferred her to one hand and held her up as if she weighed nothing. 'Which she might as well with how little she weights. Happy would love flying her around,' she seethed internally at the stupid cat and his abusive comments the one and only time he'd carried her.
"So not heavy?" Bicks asked only to find the fairy flying towards him. Erza just didn't have the words. "Whoa there Amazon! She's a person not a ball!" Bicks said now cradling the fairy in one of his arms. "You ok there?" he asked looking down at the stunned beautiful woman. Her gaze hardened and in the blink of an eye she was gone from his arm and attacking Vander. The fight escalated quickly as Vander dodged her attempt to smack him on the head on instinct. Shimmering batons that looked made of white opals formed in her hands as she chased him around using her light magic to keep pace with his shadow travel. Vander formed similar clubs from shadows but his looked like a matte black metal.
"Should we stop them?" Lucy asked as she tried to follow the blurs, streaks and occasional flashes that made up the fight.
"Princess I don't think it's safe for anyone to stop that," Adro said. He didn't blame Safra for her wanting to teach the shadow-quip mage a lesson - who would want to be randomly tossed around like an object - but this was going a little far.
Erza's fingers twitched as she watched the sparring longing to join but Bickslow's hand on her arm kept her back. "They are both excellent at hand to hand combat. I shall spar with them at another time," she said longingly.
The fight didn't last much longer as they heard a female shout, "Huzzah!" then "Ooph!" as she was tackled to the ground the second she stopped moving.
"Sorry about that," Vander whispered quietly as he kept Safra pinned on the ground. At her continued glare he licked her nose and whined like a puppy with pleading eyes making her giggle at the random behavior.
"Gah!" she squeaked out as she was thrown over his shoulder as Vander walked back up to the group.
"So, we going to pick something out so we can blow this popsicle stand?" he said a little out of breath before swatting the tall blonde's butt so she would quit squirming.
"You know you can set me down now?" she huffed as he walked towards the temple.
"Cristoff has a magical friend on his shoulder, I felt left out," he said with a straight face.
"I ship them," Lucy said sagely as she started to follow them leaving everyone else laughing behind.
-DTRE-
"Princess, I brought clothes for your suitor though I can take back the shirt if you prefer him without," her cheeky maid spirit said while eyeing Cristoff's broad shoulders and trim waist just after a purple flash signaled her arrival arms full of clothes.
"Virgo no!" Lucy said horrified at the thought. Cristoff might be her mate but he wasn't some doll she could chose to keep undressed. She glanced at Cristoff who only looked amused.
"My apologies Princess, I understand," she said bowing slightly before disappearing with all the clothes.
"No wait!" Lucy shouted out and tried to call her again to bring the clothes back. When mentally asking didn't work Lucy requiped her key. "Open gate of the Maiden, Virgo!"
Virgo appeared dutifully, "Punishment princess?"
"No Virgo, you misunderstood me last time," she said hands on her hips. She knew Virgo was playing innocent and did not appreciate it.
"I am very sorry Princess I will do better in the future," Virgo bowed hiding the impish glint in her eyes.
"Thank you, now please fix this," she said gesturing to the half-naked man behind her now having a hard time looking at him. She had totally forgotten that Virgo could have outfitted him well for days with everything he needed had she only asked and was embarrassed that the thought hadn't occurred before.
"Yes Princess," Virgo walked calmly over to Cristoff and eyed him critically. In one swift movement she had the fabric he was wearing cut off of him then she disappeared with the remains.
"That's not what I meant!" Lucy yelled after her spirit. She had an inkling that the spirit would be making herself scare for the rest of the night just to tease her and her situation. Firmly keeping her eyes focused on the ground she turned to apologize but was met with his chuckles.
"That is one interesting spirit you have Lucy," the now naked and unashamed mage said arms crossed causally low on his chest completely relaxed. He had no problem at all with Lucy seeing him naked.
Sighing she chuckled, "We better see if Vander will make you some new pants because I highly doubt we'll see her for the rest of the day." It had been 2 hours since the group had finally selected an old looking scroll that had a stamp of a raven carrying a laurel branch on it. Crux had said the symbols were often associated with Apollo so that was bonus. When Vander had led them to the secret opening Cristoff smacked his forehead. Now that he was actually looking around instead of focusing on his little mate's swaying hips the writing on the wall was obvious and they could have been done hours ago. After that the mages, Adro had to go back to the spirit world, split up to enjoy the rest of the day before they would pack up and head out early the next morning.
"I can't hear or smell Vander or Safra but they headed that way," Cristoff stated helpful pointing towards an enclosed woods. Lucy looked back to him face flushing instantly seeing him naked again as her heart skipped a beat and her breathe hitched. It took everything in her to not just stare at how his muscles created a beautiful v-shaped crease leading to his…Her eyes shot up to his face then to his arm then in the direction it was pointing. She woodenly forced her body to move completely missing the hungry predatory look in her mate-to-be's eyes but she shivered all the same because of it.
Taking a moment to calm and get fully under control Cristoff swore in his head. He needed clothes and quickly. While he loved that Lucy appreciated his body, her heady smell of arousal just then almost had him tearing off her clothes and mounting her like the beast he was actively forcing to the back of his mind. Clearing his thoughts he caught up to Lucy but kept behind her for both their sanity.
They rounded a small cluster of trees and were met with a happy little clearing where a beautifully patterned and embroidered tent was setup. Lucy walked near and fingered the material. "This feels like silk and I swear that is actual gold used in the stitching of the sunflowers," she said voice full of awe.
"It is, Safra's family made clothes and jewelry for trade whenever they travel for currency. It's been enchanted probably stronger than some of the Immaculate Knight's armor though so it'll hold up for her life," Vander said near the front flap eyeing his very naked brother and a highly embarrassed Lucy wondering how that had come about. "What happened to your pants Cris? Lucy finally tear them off and had her way with you?"
Lucy buried her face in her hands while she mumbled, "In a manner of speaking. It was Virgo.' That was all she needed to say for Vander to understand - he had an interesting relationship with that spirit of hers – but she added in a panic, "The clothing bit! Not the having our way part!"
"Come on in, I'm sure I can get you sorted with something and Safra's got something he can wrap up with until then," Vander waved them in. 'Maybe I should have told Safra to put on some clothes too?' he thought. They'd been talking about their histories more in depth while lightly petting on the couch when a white orb floated from the ceiling and announced 2 unknown mages approaching. Safra had Ora transform into a screen to show them who it was and told it that they had security approval. That's when he learned Ora was not just some automatic voice command but an actual entity that ran Safra's traveling home from cleaning to security. Ora was made from a powerful spell the elders of the fairies created when they setup the Charm with Oro as caretaker. Ora was more limited since it was just her father that had cast the spell instead of the 3 dozen it took to create Oro back then but Ora could still cook and provide companionship if needed and that was all he wanted for his daughter. When Lucy and Cristoff got close enough to the skini Vander got up to meet them leaving Safra with a kiss laid out on the couch.
The looks of confusion on his sibling's faces, Lucy as good a sister now being Cristoff's mate, was priceless. He saw them hesitate briefly before following him. He didn't blame them. Four adults in the tent the size it looked would not be uncomfortable to sit and chat in but there wouldn't be much more room to move around and for Vander to make Cristoff another pair of pants. Confusion gave away to shock and wonderment as the pair entered.
Vander heard some sounds coming from the bathroom and figured Safra was putting on a towel to cover up and getting Cris one too but he'd been wrong on both counts. Just as Lucy and Cristoff recovered enough to say, "It's bigger on the inside," Safra stepped through the open glass door of the bathroom still completely naked but holding a wooden box he'd yet to see.
"I know," she said simply setting the box on the kitchen counter completely comfortable. Lucy's eyes bugged and Cristoff raised a brow at his brother questioningly seeing Safra au natural.
"Fairies don't wear clothing in their homes but if it makes you uncomfortable I can put something on," Safra answered not missing their reactions.
"No," Lucy almost shouted to the shock of everyone. "I mean, this is your home," she said with a slight question at the word as her eyes traveled over the interior again. "You shouldn't have to act like something you're not at home."
"Thank you Lucy." Safra smiled and waved them over. "I think I can help Cristoff with his lack of clothing better than Vander can if the pants he was wearing earlier was any indication," she said to which Vander shrugged. He wasn't a tailor, they were functional and that's all that mattered at that point. Plus, Safra had already told him she could only condense light into a solid metal form not cloth so she had no room to judge.
"Really?" Lucy asked now looking intently at the box. It was carved with what had to be writing with pretty flowers and vines matching Safra's tattoos around the edges. "Do you have spare men's clothes that might fit him?"
The fairy giggled, "Not so much but my aunt Krinos made this with my uncle Limni. She has a knack with cloth and the sort while he specializes in ore and gems. Together they were able to work a spell so the box can make whatever clothing you want. I've not tried it much yet so I don't know its limits. All you do is put your hand here," she placed her hand over the writing, "imagine what you want - the more specific the better it will turn out - then say kávw." The box glowed briefly then the light traveled over Safra then back to the box. Once the box looked normal Safra said, "And then it's ready." She opened the box and pulled out a sanguine red robe that looked like silk with a large Havati serpent embroidered in black flying around the torso. The tail started at the bottom right hem its body wrapping around the robe with its wings covering the back and head, mouth open, over the left breast. Safra wrapped herself in the robe to make Lucy more comfortable even though she'd so sweetly said she didn't mind. It was obvious that with her mate present a naked female in the same room was asking a little too much.
"That's beautiful!" Lucy said then watched Vander's eyes turn smug as he wrapped himself around her as well just like the snake.
"That is incredibly powerful creation magic," Cristoff said as he inspected the box. Normally he would have paid more attention to the beautiful woman on full display, brother's mate or not, but with Lucy there Safra didn't do anything for him. Neither did Erza; he assumed it had to do with knowing exactly who his mate was now.
"Yes, it is currently beyond me to even attempt it something similar. The core of all fairy magic is creation and few fairies are able to use it outside of their specific use magic. Those that can are very powerful and old. Our specific magic tends to be similar to the magic humans have for example my father uses script and rune magics but recently he's dabbled in something new called archive," she said. A sudden chill ran down her spin as she was reminded of the reason her people had been hunted but she pushed it away quickly. "Anyway, let's see what you can imagine up. Place your palm here," she reached out and set his hand palm down over the same writing. "Now, think about how you want it to feel and fit first then slowly add more detail: colors, print, ties, buttons or zipper. If you don't specify the spell will pick something at random. You should know that whatever it makes will have the same enchantments all my clothing has so don't think about what will hold up best or things like that. Just think about how you want it to feel; it will confuse the spell otherwise." Cristoff nodded and imagined one of his favorite outfits clearly in his mind then said, "Kávw."
The light scanning over his body was a little startling at first but it was over quickly enough. He opened the box and pulled out the boxer briefs first and slipped them on so Lucy could stop looking away. He then pulled out the dark well fitted slacks followed by a dark gray shirt with golden designs along the right side and loop closures on the left. The sleeves were long but loose until the cuffs but since his magic was cooling he never really got overheated. As it was he hadn't bothered with the usual jacket he typically wore with it. Smiling, he even saw the leather belt, socks, leather hair wrap and tall black boots sitting there too. He hadn't been sure what it could make or how many things it could be done at the same time but figured he'd go for the complete outfit in one go just the same. Before he could slip his pants on Vander cleared his throat making him look up and pause.
"Do you want to bathe first?" Vander asked. Cristoff nodded a little confused and followed his brother, still wrapped around the tall fairy, as he moved through the door Safra had come from when they first arrived. Cristoff smirked, 'It seems I'm not the only one being drawn to his mate. I'm not sure if it would be easier or harder if Lucy were as open as Safra seems to be with sex. It's not like we can start mating here so it would have probably been harder.'
He dutifully followed them, interested in how the bathroom looked after seeing this room. The familiar smell of spiced plant life that was associated with the Grass Sea pleasantly surrounded him once he stepped through the doorway. "Is that?" he managed to say before looking at the large steaming bath that reminded him of home.
"Yes," Vander said smugly.
"I think the green bottles would work best with your scent. They are on the shelf by the shower. Please feel free and enjoy whatever you see. Towels are under the massage table to your right. When done leave them here," she tapped a basket just to the side of the door. "If you need anything or help just say 'Ora' then ask and she will help you," she managed to say before Vander had her completely pulled away and the door shut with both Lucy and Cristoff still in the bathroom.
"I should probably leave you to it." Lucy said after looking around the room for a while. To her a bathroom could make or break a place's livability so she lingered on what was probably the most enjoyable looking bath she'd seen in a long time. It wasn't until she turned to leave she realized that she was alone with Cristoff still only wearing his underwear. Blushing instantly she moved to the door quickly.
"I'm not sure that's a good…" Cristoff started to say but not in time. Lucy had the door open and was gapping and frozen in place at the sight. Sighing Cristoff moved toward the door to close it and saw exactly what he'd expected. Vander had Safra laid out on the stone floor, robe open with his face buried between her legs. When Safra had wrapped something so obviously symbolizing his brother around her body Vander had a hungry look in his eyes and had practically dragged her away with only one thought in his mind Cristoff was sure. He slid the door shut but the damage had already been done.
Lucy watched the couple in amazement. She'd heard the women at the guild talk about oral sex, she'd read some books that had it too, but nothing could have prepared Lucy for the erotic sight of it actually happening. Her stomach flipped as her heart raced watching Safra writhe on the floor mewling sounds that sent a tingling sensation up her own spine before it settled low in her abdomen. She rubbed her legs together to suppress the odd sensation when her view was blocked suddenly. She heard a low rumbling that intensified the feelings and set all her nerves on end. She exhaled shakily but it sounded like a whimper even to her ears.
Cristoff stood so close to his mate he could feel the heat radiating from her body but he was frozen by warring needs. His dragon thrashed in his head screaming, She needs us! while he yelled back, 'I'll hurt her!'
Lucy turned around timidly but seeing the tortured expression on Cristoff's handsome face sobered her from her arousal induced trance. He looked to be in so much pain and she knew it was because of her, for her. Her stomach fluttered with an overwhelming new feeling while her heart simultaneously broke. She consciously moved closer to him and pressed fully into his body and held him not ready for anything more but still driven to do something to help him as she fought off tears seeing his pain. She clung to him and pressed a kiss on the cross over his heart trying to cope with the intensity, the newness, of all her own feelings. There was a part of her that longed for more that she'd never felt before now. Cristoff's growling got louder and deeper in his chest and the effect changed from arousing to soothing her conflicting emotions as his arms finally surrounded her in warmth.
Cristoff stroked Lucy's hair as he held her closely in his arms. The faint smell of her tears brought his dragon up short and it whined in his head, No cry!
"Why are you crying?" he whispered in her hair.
"I don't know. I don't like seeing you suffer," she sniffed out. "I want you but then it's only been a day. I feel like it's all happening too fast, but at the same time I've wanted this my entire life."
Cristoff picked up his little mate and felt her tremble slightly against his chest. He walked into the warm pool of fragrant water and let the currents help relax and calm them both. He grabbed a sponge and diligently smoothed it over her legs, stomach, arms and neck; any skin that wasn't covered by her clothes. When her crying trailed off to the occasional quiver he spoke, "This is new for me as well and I don't want to rush things either so don't worry. This is enough." He held her close and kissed her temple.
"You're sure?" Lucy asked. There was something else that was bothering Lucy, Cristoff could feel it. He had minor empathic abilities to work with his healing powers and Lucy was afraid of something, he just wasn't sure what.
"I'm positive, now about this bath," Cristoff said holding up the sponge to Lucy, "are you going to help or do you want to try braving the front room again?"
Lucy looked at the sponge. 'He's still partially covered and I really don't want to have to interrupt those two.' She grabbed the sponge circled her finger in the air to get him to turn around. "I'll scrub your back and maybe wash your hair. You're on your own for the rest," she said in compromise. "I think Vander did that on purpose by the way. He's up to something."
"He probably thought he was helping," Cristoff said very much enjoying Lucy's attention undecided if he wanted to punch or hug his brother.
"Either way he owes me a new outfit for it," she said looking down at her soaked cute shorts and cropped tank top. They'd survive the bath just fine but she wanted something for his manipulations. She was glad she'd worn sandals today instead her boots – they would dry quicker.
