"Stop this Blondie! I already figured out your opinion of me that day you left me at the station." Yelled Laxus, standing in his office in their new guild hall. "What the hell are you talking about Laxus? Didn't you get my note explaining I had to get back to Crocus? I left you my com number... You never called! I don't know why you are acting like this. It's not like we were or are dating. I figured you were the one who decided not to contact me!" "So you have nothing to say about our little conversation before you passed out on my fucking couch Princess?" " I have no idea as to what you are referring Mister Dreyar. I remember talking about our childhood, our teams, sipping wine, then I passed out, most likely from exhaustion due to my emotional breakdown and panic induced word vomit session! What is this conversation you are talking about?" Lucy could see the gears turning in the Thunder God's brain. She saw this moment of clarity pierce through the anger and hurt he held only moments before. His eyes turned softer at some realization that had occured on Laxus' end. Lucy could barely make out a mumbled phrase that sounded like "She doesn't remember..." That award winning cocky smirk spread across the slayer's face. "It was nothing Blondie. Just forget it. It was something along the lines of me trying to get you in my bed... again. I was so in the mood for that little trick you do with your tongue." Lucy blushed hard at that final statement. The gears were now turning in her pretty blonde head. Having a quite bold thought Lucy decided it was time to turn the tables on the dragon slayer. "Seeing as how we are the only two left in the guild right now, how about I just indulge you in my little trick!" Surprise and lust clouded Laxus' gaze. "Sure thing Blo..." he didn't even get the last words out as Lucy hopped up with bracing force, wrapped her legs around Laxus' torso, and initiated a searingly passionate kiss. Dominating his mouth and weaving her hands through his hair. When she started biting his lips and lightly tugging on his hair, Laxus let out a feral growl/moan combination. His inner dragon was purring at the fact his mate was there, in his arms, and, for once, making the first moves.