-Chapter 16-

Lucy looked over at Cristoff as he slept soundly on their shared bed. It had taken her a while before she got comfortable seeing him naked like he was now without blushing – even longer to be naked and not blush. It had been almost a month now that they had spent together isolated in her childhood home. Their time was spent productively learning about each other, learning to tap into each other's emotions and thoughts, learning how to tap the other's magic in times of need and having vast amounts of sex that only seemed to get better the more they practiced. She even initiated too! The thought heat rushing to her cheeks. "One more thing to overcome," she thought ruefully. Cristoff was an excellent teacher and Lucy found herself just radiating happiness more often than not from all the attention.

It wasn't often that she was awake while her slayer slept and a mischievous thought sprung up. 'Time for a little payback.'

-DTRE-

Cristoff looked at his mate still passed out after their last bout hungrily. He could feel the full moon rising already and magic flooded his veins. Lucy was in incredible shape and her stamina was pretty good too but having sex required a whole different type of endurance. He felt a little bad about their timing of it all and that his dragon had been a hell of a lot more insistent during their mating than he would have liked. That had also ended awkwardly too and he'd spent that last hour or so making up for the discomfort and pain he knew she'd felt.

Her breathing was light with the cutest little snore. Pushing back her bangs so she didn't accidently inhale them in her sleep he kissed her temple and smirked when she rolled closer to him.

Any virgin would have trouble keeping up with a Boscan or dragon slayer and here Lucy was trying to keep up with him, a Boscan dragon slayer. To top things off he was essentially going into a heat that enabled him to satisfy four women at the same time all night. It was definitely a lot to ask of his little mate. By the time the sun set fully he would be what his family lovingly called moon drunk and only hoped his mate could keep up. Even now he felt the freeing giddiness from the building inflow of magic in his veins.

He needed to move and try to control himself as long as possible to let his little mate get some much needed sleep so he got up and made his way to the kitchen for provisions. He knew Lucy would be starving when she woke up but doubted by that time he would let her leave the room or that she would even want to. He piled a cart up with fruits, cheese, bread and that green drink that made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He wasn't sure what was in but there was something about it that just didn't smell right. He'd tried to get her to stop drinking them but his only response was that it was supposed to be good for her and that one of her spirits made it and she trusted her spirits implicitly.

Cristoff sighed and also grabbed some wine and glasses before he carried it all back to the room. Nothing here would spoil and it all was easy enough to eat so if they got a little distracted... Turning back to the kitchen he grabbed a couple bars of Boscan kissing chocolate internally thanking his father for bringing it. It was a very dark chocolate rich to the point of sin but it also had an interesting affect. If you let the chocolate melt on your tongue it infused with a flavor unique to you that was always fun to share, often by melting on your tongue first then letting someone else lick it off. He couldn't wait to taste every part of Lucy's delectable body.

She was still asleep by the time he had everything set out but seeing her laid out on the bed, the sheet tangled with her legs, he couldn't help it any longer - he wanted her so bad. He could feel the full moon crawling up the sky streaming light in through the balcony doors even though the sun had still not set. He crawled up the bed and gently turned Lucy onto her back while freeing her from the sheets. Smiling he picked up one of her feet and started massaging her heel and arch slowly isolating pressure points to relax her. Working his way up her first leg slowly Lucy started mumbling in her sleep. The only thing he could make out was his name. "Even in your sleep Moje Zlatíčko you think of me," he whispered then started on her other leg savoring the heightened smell of her arousal and grinning like a little boy.

He found a wonderful erogenous zone just where the curve of her ass met her thighs and spent a little more attention. She stayed frustratingly asleep but moaned freely now occasionally gasping for air and grasping the bed. Gods he wished he could see into that mind of hers to see what was going on in her dream. Parting her legs Cristoff stared at the glistening petals for a moment while he inhaled deeply. He growled low in his chest then slowly licked up the outer lips savoring the taste of the heavens. Using his thumbs he parted her lips and used the tip of his tongue to trace designs only he knew on her sensitive flesh delighting in the little mewls and unconscious thrust of her hips. He was surprised Lucy had stayed asleep as long as she had as his tongue finally enter her, his nose pressing into her clit.

Lucy shuttered and gasped as her eyes shot open as her body uncontrollably jerked only to find her mate nestled between her legs, silver eyes alight with humor. He had her, already helpless by the tremors rampaging through her body, she could nothing but hold on. "Cristoff!" she screamed out.

He smirked only twist her clitoris with his teeth before sucking hard sending her into another rapid orgasm. 'That's 2,' he thought as he gave her sex one last slow lick with the flat of his tongue. Moving to her inner thigh he sucked hard eliciting a groan before her thighs tried to clench down on his head. Chuckling darkly he pressed her legs open more than before and kissed his way up her body. It wasn't until he'd counted to 5 that he finally entered her roughly. Then it was all fast and hard, Lucy digging her nails into his back, heels digging into his ass, bountiful breasts bouncing.

"I can't!" she screamed through harsh gasps.

"One more, given me one more!" Cristoff growled out adjusting her hips again changing up the angle and that did it. Lucy cried out again while he groaned jerking his hips breaking his rythme at his own release.

"Bastard," Lucy swore a minute later still trying to catch her breath. Cristoff just chuckled wrapping himself around her and nuzzling into her side. He'd planned on do this over and over without the slightest feeling of guilt.

"That's not nice. I just wanted to wake you up so you could eat," he said innocently listening as her heartbeat evened out. He snuggled closer now between her breasts but waved a hand in the general direction of the food he'd laid out earlier.

As if on cue her stomach grumbled loudly and she sighed giving up trying to be angry. How could anyone be angry after waking up like that? She felt so much contentment and even more sexual desire but she knew that it couldn't all be hers - her body was still shuttering randomly from before. Looking down at Cristoff she realized it had to be coming from him through the mating bond and sure enough she could now isolate where the feelings were coming from now that she was focusing.

It was like a little radio station she could tune in on listen to or out of letting the noise play unconsciously in the background.

She pushed her feelings of exhaustion into the bond to test if it went both ways but the reaction she got was intense and unexpected. Magic flooded her body, not from Cristoff's hands like before, but through there bond. It was so cold it burned like fire yet she felt no actual pain. No she felt strong and an overwhelming need. 'Mavis help me I already want him again.' She pushed her questions aside and flipped their positions eyes unknowingly glowing silver.

Cristoff was surprised at the sudden drain on his magic but with the moon still fueling him he wasn't concerned, it was a drop in his overflowing bucket. No, he was more intrigued by the fact that his little mate was now straddling him with hungry silvered eyes.

-DTRE-

Lucy smirked while she slowly moved a hand blindly down his body until she found her target. That first evening together started a tradition for Cristoff as it became his chosen preferred method of waking her. Each time he tried topping his record and while he wasn't often successful, he never gave away "conquered territory" as he liked to say. She really couldn't complain since it was a very enjoyable way to wake up, if not exhausting, but she could try to get a little even.

Extricating herself from his arms without waking him took longer than she expected but with their bond now firmly in place she knew she'd succeeded and he wasn't just pretending. She started dragging her finger tips over the expanse of his body paying more attention to his nipples and navel until little Cristoff was standing partially erect. Checking the bond to make sure he was still asleep she started tracing her paths all over again this time with her tongue and teeth. She nibbled around his hips, his shoulders, his thighs; then moved on to his nipples licking them then blowing gently over them. Her dragon groaned and shifted slightly but stayed asleep and she grinned. Moving lower she circled his belly button with her flexed tongue a few times before following his happy trail down then back up again. When his little dragon was really starting to react she dipped into his navel constantly checking their bond to make sure he wasn't awake yet. He was starting to move with her now and grumbling under his breathe but all unconsciously. Starting to see precum beading at the tip Lucy finally moved down to her final target. Dragging her tongue flat from his balls to the tip she flexed it and circled under the head then flat over the tip. It was a technique Cana had described in great detail that at the time had Lucy sputtering, yet silently taking notes, and she'd been waiting this whole month trying to get the courage to finally try it out.

Cristoff gasped and groaned flexing his hips and Lucy just grinned. She repeated the action but finished it this time by taking just the tip in her mouth and sucking lightly making sure she held down his hips. She repeated the action repeatedly taking a little bit more of his penis into her mouth each time until her jaw just couldn't take it anymore, it was freaking exhausting. Her mate was growling and groaning but that was it, he hadn't even woken up yet!

Internally grumbling that even with him still asleep his stamina was too much for her she eyed him predatorily. There was something else she hadn't gotten to try since her dragon had a thing with dominance. Not even at the high of the full moon, her inexperience had her mate taking the control away from her easily. Now though, she knew she could do it.

Lucy requiped a length of her wonderful magic cancelling rope made especially by Virgo and started with his ankles then wrists tying them against the sturdy bedframe. She figured if the bed had held up to their other play it could surely hold up to this. Internally she thanked Virgo for the lessons in knot tying again then straddled his body enjoying the feel as his length pressed warmly into her heat. Grinning she grabbed and lined him up with her entrance then quickly slammed down as hard as she could. "This'll wake him up."

Cristoff roared, eyes wide now wide awake seeing his mate smirking smugly impaled on top of him. He'd been having a hell of a good dream and as he processed the scene recognition hit. His little mate had been teasing him in his sleep! Dark eyes narrowed or her though when he realized he was tied down. Lucy rolled her hips and he hissed. The silver in his eyes starting to take over. He growled deep in warning but Lucy only smirked and leaned forward to bit his nipple. "Lucy," he warned again only to have her lift up again to start riding him in earnest.

Watching her move up and down on him, breasts swaying and bouncing with her effort, was fucking erotic if he was honest but his dragon was fuming and restless at being tied down. Lucy moaned and picked up her pace but every time he tried moving she pinched him in a different place. He knew she was getting close, could feel the small trembles fluttering around him, but no matter what he did he couldn't break the rope or the bedframe. Swearing internally at what must have been his father's choice in furniture he broke his thumbs hands coming free. It hurt like hell as he restrained Lucy but he let his much larger body pin her to the bed do he could get his legs loose and heal himself.

Lucy's eyes were wide and just a little scared when he snarled at her. This was a side of him she hadn't seen but a part deep down thrilled at the being handled roughly. "Mine," she said defiantly straining against his hold.

"Mine," he responded thrusting harshly into her.

"Cristoff!" she gasped out. He took up a ruthless pace pounding into her having to hold Lucy's shoulders to prevent her from sliding away from his assault. It was over much quicker than usual leaving the couple exhausted and a bit lightheaded but neither of them were complaining.

"Stars above, Cristoff! What was that?" Lucy whispered hoarsely.

"That's what happens when you try teasing a fucking dragon," Cristoff said nipping her chin before he tucked her into his body making sure she didn't get up to any other funny business while he was paying attention.

"Worth it," Lucy sighed snuggling in closer now tired enough to get back to sleep. Cristoff rolled his eyes and chuckled before he huffed. The death of him, his little deceivingly strong and brilliant mate was going to be the death of him.

-DTRE-

Safra moved casually through the hidden Sevenese labs bending and reflecting the light around her as naturally as breathing making her essentially invisible. It was a skill she and Vander had in common but in an opposite fashion. Where she manipulated light he did shadow but both had found ways to do very similar things. Where she focused and compressed light for weapons he did the same with shadows but he had an additional ability to make clothing too, something she was completely jealous of. He could travel through the voids at incredible speeds and hide in the shadows leaving no visual or scent trail. She could turn into light particles and achieve a similar speed and lack of scent but unless she did what she was doing now as well she could be seen. Vander had referred to that ability as phasing since the first time he'd seen it. They had gotten incredibly creative in bed leveraging that particular use of her mage. Various other skills made up their arsenals that didn't have a comparison but that is what made them a frightful team.

She listened carefully to the technicians' conversations as she made her way toward their contact in the labs for an update. Vander was helping to improve her understanding of Sevenese each night when she relayed what she'd heard verbatim, at first only catching the gist of what was being said. They'd spent hours going through it all as he talked her through the translations. It was more efficient for them to separate scouting out different areas during the day so they could follow multiple leads at the same time. Each night they'd compare notes, make up the schedule for the next 24 hours and then enjoy some comforts in each other. One of them was always at the labs keeping an eye on Prince Nuryev while the other keep eyes on the queen and her sister.

It was during the fourth day, Vader through sheer luck, stumbled onto someone intimate with Queen Kressa willing to act as their spy. He overheard him talking to someone about how to subvert the queen and trying to figure out what she was planning. It was like Christmas they couldn't believe their luck. It didn't take long for them to make a deal to share information and support with Safra acting as his handler since the man seemed more comfortable around her. He was only known as V besides the pair for his safety.

"I see you have something for me?" she asked dispelling her magic so he could see she had arrived - the room they were in was secure.

"I do. Do you have the plant I need?" V responded handing over a file.

Pulling out the rare breed of flower from her bag, the roots wrapped in dirt and burlap, Safra nodded and they exchanged items.

"I can't believe you were able to find this. Hexalectris colemanii, gods this could be the key I've been looking for," he said.

"We are very good at what we do and hope you are as well," Safra said thumbing through the file he'd given her briefly.

"Pergrande hasn't shared what the circlet is for just that they will not act against Kressa until it is in hand," V sneered.

"Once they have it there is no guarantee they will not just have the berserkers here kill everyone and take over," Safra warned.

"And that is why I needed this flower. If there is a way to free those men from Pergrande's influence I will find it."

"We leave Seven soon so use this if you need to contact me. Emergency only," Safra said passing over a communication lacrima. It had been tweaked to only work for V's magic signature and could connect to her hand held viewing mirror for additional safety. She'd had to call the Charm for help linking it to work with communication lacrimas but it was worth it.

Instead of grabbing the com V held Safra's arm lightly running his thumb over the inside of her wrist. "If I live through this," he tugged on her arm pulling her closer, "one night with you. Is that possible?"

Safra looked into his brilliant green eyes. He was incredibly attractive, brilliant, strong and quite willful given how Kressa treated the men near her. Attractive men like him were often called in to the queen's play room, poisoned with her succubus magic and abused for her pleasure and there was a part of her that longed to give him a better experience. Neither Vander nor Gin would have an issue if she said yes but she wasn't sure when this would all be over - she might be joined to Vander by then making things a little more complicated. Pulling V closer she leaned her forehead against his, hands running down his chest. "I cannot make a promise for the unknown future," she said close enough her lips brushed his when she spoke. "And it is too dangerous to happen now."

V closed his eyes reveling in her soft caresses of his body. He knew it was a long shot going in. The man who first approached him, known only to him as Shade, had been very protective of this woman, Sun, and didn't want her to act as his intermediary at first. He figured they were probably an item but with Shade being obviously Boscan had to try at the off-chance and her answer was more than he'd hoped for. Her light drew him in, drew many in he guessed. "I had to ask."

Safra kissed his forehead. "Ask me when this is over," she said before disappearing from his hold and view.

V exhaled sharply before straightening up and squaring his shoulders. It was time to return back to the hell he grew up in. Donning the ice cold ruthless mask, his only means of protection in this god forsaken place, V left the room and made his way to his private research lab. He had to keep what he was actually doing a secret from everyone except his longtime friend Thaine. As far as anyone else knew he was reverse engineering a berserker so Seven could create their own in the future but what he was actually trying to do was save the poor men who had been thoroughly altered and defiled against their wills.

He'd already found out a way to isolate the original human DNA in a berserker but some manipulations just couldn't be undone. An entire new body would have to be grown for each man and a seith mage strong enough to transfer the souls would need to be commissioned.

V found out the hard way just breaking the man's mind free and subverting the control collars did not work. That first berserker died on the table horrified and screaming at what he'd become and the things he had done after becoming what he was. His mind gave up and a fatal aneurism soon followed. Shade had said he knew of a strong enough seith mage who could probably heal the men's souls and clearing out their memories making the entire process work… but he had his own doubts of whether the healed soul would sustain the augmented body even with no horrifying memories, hence his work to reform the original form.

It was all a moot point at this stage anyway since the seith mage was fioren and would be impossible to smuggle in and keep safe long enough their work could be done, so he hoped the legends of this plant were true.

It had been his original hope to leverage these super soliders and their strength by offering them freedom if they used their enhancements against Pergrande after Queen Kressa was killed. It would also could prevent whatever King Karadin had planned for them after he got the type he wanted. They'd also exponentially strengthened Seven's fighting force should Pergrande's king order an invasion on the smaller country.

Since that plan seemed impossible, V decided find a way to restore the men and give them another chance at life, a life better than he had. That would at least weaken Pergrande should the worst case scenarios came to fruition.

"Were they able to get it?" Thaine said quietly joining V on his walk back to the lab.

"Yes, let's hope that is was indeed the plant that enabled to creation of seith magic."

"The search parties have come up empty again."

"Good, we need more time to prepare. I don't want to know what will happen if Pergrande still has a dozen berserkers until their control here when it is found."

-DTRE-

"Did he get everything we needed?" Vander asked as he walked into the skini later that evening. Kaleb had called the night before to tell them to come home by the end of the week so they were gathering the last of what they could.

"He did, everything except why Karadin wants the circlet," Safra said not moving from her reclined position on the sofa.

"But what it is and can do?" Vander asked heading to the kitchen.

"It's all in the file on the counter. It's used as a magic amplifier and there's some nonsense about having the powers of a god," Safra sighed. This mission ended up being a lot less exciting than she'd hoped for.

"Oh is Malá Beruška bored already?" Vander said as he strolled over to the sofa. He saw Safra lying there already naked as usual just staring at the ceiling.

"It was more fun at the Charm. At least there I was allowed to run around free when I wasn't out patrolling," she pouted. Three weeks of nothing but work and staying inside was not something Safra was used to.

"Well we're good to leave any time now," he said settling down next to her.

"But then what? More meetings with people in Bosco where I have to stay hidden?" She was in full out whining mode. It didn't happen often but limit any fairy's contact with nature for long enough and it got to be torture.

"What do you want to do?" Vander asked winding a lock of her hair around his finger. He couldn't help it, he found Safra absolutely adorable like this - she was like a pouting puppy.

"I want to have a good romp with V press right up against the tree right in front of the palace for all to see giving him something to actually smile about." Safra turned on her side to face Vander. "You know he asked today to spend the night with me when this was over?"

Vander smiled at the thought. He'd of seduced V himself by now if risk of getting caught and him getting killed weren't so high. "Hmmm good choice."

"Him or me?" she asked smiling a little despite her foul mood.

"Both," Vander said and gave Safra a peck on the lips. "What did you say?"

"What could I say? We don't know when this whole mess of a pissing match will be over. It might not be my decision alone to make by then," she said tracing shapes on Vander's arm. Vander smirked at her use of a common Sevenese phrase, one he'd had a lot of fun explaining when she'd first heard it used.

"You're common is getting better." His hands started roaming over her hip.

"You mean more colorful."

He grinned, "Like I said, better. Besides, he's a tasty little morsel. We could always work together to give him a smile that'll last for a week." Safra smiled and tugged at the edge of his leather jerkin, a sign she'd quickly came up with to get him naked since she couldn't strip him herself.

"Better," she said before pressing her cheek flush with his now bared chest.

"I know what will make you feel better," Vander said.

"A run through the nearest forest with a happy ending under the sun?" she murmured against his chest.

"Even better." His smile practically split his face.

"Not possible," she said refusing to move.

"Just open your eyes and look up."

"Why?"

"Do you want your surprise?"

"No."

"Really now Beruška? I guess I will just have to enjoy it all on my own."

Safra gasped and opened her lavender gray eyes to look at Vander angrily. "You can't have my surprise!"

"Why not? You don't want it." he teased.

"Because it's mine…" he words died on her lips as she saw something, someone, she hadn't expected to for another month. "Gin?" she said disbelieving. "You found Gin for me?" Safra said switching her attention back and forth between the men.

"What can I say? I am the most amazing person to have ever lived," Vander smirked.

Safra smacked his chest hard enough Vander groaned. "You have to admit you deserved that," Gin said before he sat on both of their legs making himself comfortable.

"Eeeeeeeeeek!" Safra squealed. "When did you get here? How did you know where we were?"

"Your Boscan told me of course."

"You made it just in time. We're leaving soon." Safra said then kissed Vander's chin.

"We would have waited for him," Vander said grabbing Gin's wrist and pulling him down on top of them both. "Now what can we possibly do for the rest of the night?" he questioned with false innocence.

-DTRE-

Erza stepped into the club dressed in a short dark blue sequenced number Lucy had convinced her to buy a while ago. She loved beautiful gowns, owned several, but nothing this short and this was the first she'd worn it. The music was thumping so loud she couldn't hear the clicking of her heels as she moved across the room. Looking around she spotted her date near the bar and made her way over. This was the third date he asked her on since being back but he had yet to try to so much as kiss her and it made her even more nervous. Going on dates was all just such new territory for her.

Jellal had always kept her at a distance but never made it a secret that he loved her so there she was getting dragged along until his crimes were no longer had an excuse and he had to finally tell her that there was just too much history between them for it to work. She apparently made him feel too guilty to move on with his life. 'Idiot should of told me years ago,' she scoffed internally. After that she'd gone on the prowl and slept her way through man after man until she no longer compared them to Jellal.

Those encounters always happened the same way; she entered the room, made eye contact with an attractive man, asked if he was single and if he was she would simply ask if they wanted to sleep with her. They always said yes at that point and she got really comfortable knowing there was nothing wrong with her and Jellal was just a masochist in all the wrong ways. She wouldn't be surprised if he did self-flagellation.

Smiling she took the drink he offered. "You look gorgeous," he said leaning near her ear so she could hear him before kissing her cheek.

Blushing Erza leaned in close, "You look very handsome too. Is that a new haircut?"

Dragging a hand through his hair a little self-consciously he said, "Freed finally convinced me I was too old for the tri-hawk."

"You are taking hair advice from a man who still has little lightning bolts antennae in his?" Erza laughed at Bickslow's face of horror.

"You have to tell me the truth Amazon, do I still look sexy or like an anime dork into cosplay?" he said leading her to an out of the way table so they could finish their drinks. He knew not to let Erza get drunk after the horror stories from Natsu, Gray, Happy and Gajeel all shared but one drink got her loose enough to enjoy herself.

"What is wrong with anime or cosplay?" Erza asked sipping her drink. She had a whole rack of costumes inspired by her favorite mangas at home.

"Nothing if you're a sexy ass woman," he grumbled no longer teasing and a bit worried about how he looked since she didn't answer him directly.

"You look very handsome. I'm just surprised you cared enough about Freed's opinion to change."

"I might have been mocking the fashion magazine Ever was looking through saying they looked like they were from x780's and Freed pointed out that I'd had the same hair and armor since then as well…" Bicks sipped his scotch.

"Ah, found out you were mocking yourself?" she giggled. "Now that I believe."

"Screw this, I'd look sexier with orange dreadlocks than even you once I get on the dance floor."

"Is that a challenge?" Erza asked finishing her strawberry daiquiri.

"You want a dance off?" Bicks laughed with a huge grin. Erza nodded and he asked, "What are the terms?"

"Whoever can draw the biggest crowd wins," she suggested.

"When you lose you have to feed me the first bite of each strawberry cake you eat for a week." Erza looked horrified.

"When you lose you have to change your hair to orange dreadlocks for a week."

"Deal," Bicks agreed holding out his hand to help her up and lead her to the dance floor.

Erza pulled away and strolled up to the DJ. She was taking this seriously so she could protect her dear strawberry cake from someone who could not possibly enjoy it as much as her.

Bickslow watched her speak for a few minutes with the DJ then disappeared when the current song ended. He'd thought they were just going to dance on the floor and pull people's attention that way but he wasn't going to nay say watching the red-head perform on stage.

"How's everyone feeling tonight?" the DJ called out over the crowd of party-goers to answering screams. "I've a little surprise for everyone here on this kickass night. Two of our very own Fairy Tail mages will be battling it out on the stage through dance and you are the judges!" Everyone in the club went crazy at the announcement.

Bickslow should have known Erza would have made an event of it and made his way to the small stage near where the DJ was setup. 'If Erza wants to take this seriously she won't know what hit her,' he thought before speaking to the DJ as her song got cued up.

The lights went dark with only a spot backlighting Erza. Her dark silhouette stayed posed as a jazzy intro played. Right as the music changed with a male vocal saying "Let's Rock!" the lights came up on Erza wearing floral booty shorts, a black cropped top with black heals. Bickslow hadn't heard the song before and looked at the DJ's screen and read Touch My Bodyby SISTAR. Looking back at Erza she was doing this cute butt shaking dance that had his eyes glued to her figure. He had to give her credit; she was working the hell out of those shorts. Their audience was loving her performance too as she slinked across the stage in what had to have been a choreographed danced she'd practiced before. He'd have to ask her about it later because he was enjoying her performance more than he'd anticipated. She looked so beautiful and alive in that moment shaking her ass on stage and he was definitely thinking about the things he'd do to her when he finally touched her body for himself. The song was over too soon and had the entire club screaming for more. Bicks walked back stage preparing for his own song letting the red-headed devil work the audience a little more. It was going to be more difficult to beat her than he'd thought but with his song he knew he could.

Erza bowed at the screams for her performance. It was so much of an adrenalin rush and all without killing a monster. When acting stage fright had her in its grip but just dancing made her feel alive. Smiling she waved and went over to the side to watch Bicks' performance. She knew he could dance, had a reputation for it, but she was anxious to see what he was going to pull out for a performance. Without wasting time a guitar started playing to an empty stage until competitor strolled out when the vocals started.

Shaking her head Erza watched as Bicklow gyrated his hips and practically made love to everyone in the club. 'Of course he would choose Despacito.' The song was so Bickslow, Boscan too for that matter, she couldn't help tapping her foot while she watched him pull a couple girls on the stage. She was officially worried that she might not win after that and created a backup plan just in case. 'He cannot have my cake!'

Sure enough by the time Bickslow was done people were crowding the stage reaching out to try and grab a piece of him. He just smiled cockily as Erza walked out on the stage next to him with a mic. The crowd screamed louder and Erza held up a hand and the mic to her lips.

"To give everyone more as to make an informed decision we are going to have a second round." The announcement surprised the seith mage. It wasn't exactly against the rules so all he did was shrug and smile. He'd expected to win based off their initial performances and was confident that even with a second try Erza would lose.

"I say on top of our original bet the loser has to put on a performance during Fairy Tail's next festival with their old team!" Bicks shouted out over the crowd to the agreement of all. Erza nodded in agreement and shooed him off the stage.

Bickslow should have known better than to agree to give Erza another chance to win as Don't Cha by The Pussycat Dolls beat through the sound system with her requiped into a tight leather corset, itty bitty shorts and fishnet stockings. Bicks adjusted his suddenly tight pants as Erza squatted down and rolled her hips. He swallowed hard to try and wet his dry throat wishing he'd gotten another drink before this started. Since Erza's arrival at the temple just over a month back he'd not had sex with anyone, which was entirely unlike him, but he felt that he needed to take his time with Titania and play by Fioren rules. She was raised here so sex meant something more to her than it did back home and he'd not let a one-night-stand ruin this for him. He wanted her to know that he liked her personality before showing her just how sexy she was as well. Because of that this was his driest spell ever and he cursed internally. All he wanted to do was ripe her clothes off and take her right there on that stage.

It was a fucking low blow, there was no way he could out sexy this performance (fucking Vander might) unless he actually did a strip tease. Erza's hands slowly caressed her body then turned her back to the audience and bent over. "Gods she's so hot," the DJ whispered eyes glued to the stage and all Bicks could do was nod. Judging by the response of the crowd he knew a lot of people weren't going home alone tonight all thanks to Erza's little performance riling them up. When she was finally over he'd finally decided that he'd just have to go to his other wheel house and got ready for his turn.

Erza smirked as she strutted up to the DJ booth confident in her win. That was until Bickslow actually hit the stage with his dress shirt unbuttoned. She knew she had an unfair advantage where costuming was concerned but the man looked delicious with his mussed hair, tight jeans and open white shirt. 'Just like he'd had sex…' she thought licking her lips right in time with the vocal line, "I just had sex."

Her eyes bugged and looked down at the DJ's screen. Sure enough, Bickslow picked a song called I Just Had Sex by someone called The Loney Island. His dancing was overly exaggerated and even more blatantly sexual than hers was with his uncontrolled hip thrusts. The crowd started singing as they laughed and danced along. Bickslow was now on all fours crawling to the edge of the stage like a sexy little kitten but paused only to thrust a few times towards an imaginary woman rolling his whole body. Erza's head hung in defeat. She knew he'd won by then and there was nothing she could do about it. She hadn't factored funny and perversion into sexy and had underestimated her opponent.

Sure enough the crowd practically screamed themselves hoarse when the DJ asked if they thought Bickslow won but he was a graceful winner and took Erza out for a consolation slice of cake.

Erza held out her fork with the first bite to Bickslow per their deal. Making most of the moment Bicks held the hand holding the fork still while he snaked his tongue out and licked the frosting before closing his mouth around the bite and pulled the fork out slowing humming the whole time. She bit her bottom lip eyes focused on Bickslow's mouth the whole time. Smiling, he pulled Erza close and licked her abused lip. She gasped and pulled back reflexively eyes wide.

"Hmmm you taste better than the cake." He grinned seeing her blush. "Tell you what, I won't take anymore cake from you if you can get Natsu and Gray to dress in drag for your performance," Bicks offered.

Blinking Erza's thoughts changed quickly from thoughts of Bickslow licking frosting off of her to the boys in dresses. She smiled and agreed. She'd already gotten them to do it once when they were working at Mermaid Heel for the exchange program so was confident she could get them to do it again. Getting Lucy to agree to perform at all would be the problem unless she got Sorcerer Weekly to show up… She loved Lucy but the girl was so shy when it came to things like this and only the thought of fame and adulation could make her do it willingly. Well, rent money or Vander doing the asking would probably work too.

-End of Chapter-

The songs I picked are great so if you've not heard them you should look them up.