Laxus groped one of Lucy's luscious ass cheeks in one hand and the key to unlock her suite door in the other. He fumbled with trying to get the key in the lock and then dropped said key on the thick pile carpet in the hallway. Giggling at his antics Lucy slid down the front of him, with her backside still pressed to the door. She could ferl his deliciously impressive bulge all the way down. "Let me" she huskily whispered. With her back still to the door, Lucy began sinking lower to the ground squatting, with her face directly infront of the dragon's fully torqued third leg and playfully nipped at it while grabbing the key from the floor. Slowly ascending back to her full height, she pressed her body against his shaft, which made him suck in his breath so quickly Laxus became dizzy, or that could have been the diversion of blood flow from his big brain to his not so little brain. Lucy turned to the door and shoved the perfect globes of her posterior onto his clothed member and began to grind against it whilst unlocking the door. She turned back around and locked eyes with the passion drunk lighting mage. As he leaned down to capture her lips again Lucy smirked and disappeared into the darkness of her suite. Laxus let out a possessive snarl and followed his prey into the room. He was met with the sound of a cork being popped from a bottle of champagne while the lacrima lights adjusted to a more romantic and less pitch black level. Lucy took a swig out of the bottle and coyly winked at the man. "Come and get me Dragon! Make me yours!"
