"As soon as you find the trail establish its direction and tell me so we can get moving, then I want you dropping these…." Erza placed a bag in Bickslows hands, they looked like normal little stones but he could feel the magic in them.
"Breadcrumbs huh? Ok, be right back." He said, his babies forming up into a platform for him. Erza grabbed him though, pulling him down for a fierce kiss that had the group with them averting their eyes.
"Oh for fucks sake! You bitch about the trail going cold but wanna suck face with your man before we get moving?" Cobra sighed, he didn't avert anything.
Bickslow smirked at him "You need a woman Cobra, your dicks shriveling and making you bitchy." The Seith grinned and was into the air before Cobra could get past anyone to take a swipe at him.
He ran right into Titanias outstretched hand that stopped his advance abruptly. "No playing around until this is over." She snapped.
Cobra narrowed his eye at her "Says the woman who was just playing tonsil hockey with the soul freak."
She returned his glare without flinching "You know, Bickslow may be right Cobra, perhaps it's time you got a girlfriend." She shoved him back and to his surprise, she was actually able to, the woman was strong.
They only waited a few minutes then the Seith returned, hovering above them "North by northwest, I'll start dropping your trail. They laid a path like the one you guys walked yesterday to the south, but then they walked the other way, they're not holed up far away either, I can see where the trail ends already." He told them.
"Ok, lead us there and stay in the air, I do NOT want you involved in this fight Bickslow." Erza said firmly, giving the smiling Seith her best stern look. He laughed "Uh huh, suuuurrre I'll stay out of it…you just hold that thought baby." He grinned and flew up and well out of her reach.
She frowned but surged forward to follow the trail Bickslow was already marking for them.
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"Stupid fuckin choice, you should have doubled up the traps." The tone was angry, harsh, and the back of the mans hand hit the womans face hard sending her reeling as other men in the room chuckled.
The woman fell to the ground but snapped her head around glaring at the man rubbing her bruised cheek."None of this was my idea Gary, NONE of it! You drug me out here, forced this on me!" She snarled, when he stormed up to her she didn't back down even as his fist flew to her face she kept her eyes on his until she was sent flaying backwards by the blow.
"You're mine Cera, you belong to Red Jester just like the rest of us, these Fairy Tail bastards have to pay, you remember what they did to the boss?! He fucking died, twitching from that lightning bastards attack, pissed himself and two days later his heart gave out! You remember that? Remember what they did to our guild hall?! Our fucking HOME!?" He roared over her prone form. She wasn't moving and angrily he realized he'd knocked her out.
He kicked her hip hard enough he knew it would leave a hell of a bruise but he didn't care. Cera was their ace, her skills with poisons along with her explosion magic had made all of this possible.
It had taken months of planning, and they had been working on it ever since their guild master died. Since Fairy Tails Raijinshuu had come in and wiped them out, destroyed their guild hall, the massive lightning freak that led them ultimately being the cause of their Guild Masters death, his heart had given out a few days after the fight, he'd never been able to recover.
They had been a family, Master Aiden was Garys uncle, had raised him and Cera and several of the others in the Guild. They'd turned to crime to survive, gotten good at it, set up a base of operations outside Shirotsume and lived a good life, took protection money, kept other dark guilds and mages out of the area, sure they took things, whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it pretty much, but the town hadn't suffered much, had kept growing just fine.
They didn't target locals too much for stealing, sticking to tourists and merchants passing through, they had a good thing going, they were happy.
Then Fairy Tails Thunder Legion had come in, they still didn't know who had called them, that was something they would get out whichever member of the Thunder Legion they could manage to capture first.
He thought they would get the freak in the helmet, though honestly it didn't look like that poor bastard survived Ceras first trap. He smirked, that had been fucking amazing brilliance.
Cera had studied alchemy most of her life. Master Aiden had sent her to the Academy in Crocus and she'd become a master alchemist, that coupled with her explosion magic? When she had returned from the academy Master Aiden had started making plans to put her to use, her elixirs and transmutations of objects into explosives had already started making the guild a lot of money.
She could turn anything into an explosive, and could lace intricate poisons into them too. Her abilities on the lightning freaks house had assured he couldn't get his fucking magic to protect him or get him out of harms way fast enough.
They had wanted to kill him, but seeing the man in anguish over his woman, Gary was pretty sure that pretty little blonde the asshole was kissing on wasn't going to survive, not if Ceras Poison had hit her. Nothing could survive that shit. Lighting boy was probably already dead too, and his wouldn't have been a quick painless death either since he wasn't as damaged in the blast as the little woman had been.
Gary looked out the window of the hunters cabin they were holed up in, yeah, really that had worked well, lighting freak had gotten to watch his woman die then he'd have died probably sometime before sunset, writhing in agony.
They knew Fairy Tail had a little healer, knew about the old hag Porlyusica. Cera had spent months preparing the poisons that those two wouldn't be able to detect or cure.
That the assholes that had come looking for them, including Lightning freak and that green haired man/woman that probably sucked the other guys dicks by the looks of him, had all survived the circle of traps and the poison laced trail Cera had laid out had infuriated him. He wasn't sure about the maroon haired one eyed mage that had been in front with the red haired woman with the sword, they had been forced to stay at too far a distance to really see much of what was happening, but when the fire trap had gone off he'd been down right horrified none of the fucking fairies had even been singed.
Cera had already taken her punishment for that, the traps they'd laid out for the fairies overnight though, they were better, trigger points more spread out and she'd laced both kinds of poisons into the trail for the Dragon Slayers they knew the guild had.
The pink haired one, he had been the one she'd built that fire trap for, assuring them he'd eat the flames. Only thing she could figure behind the man surviving was that, obviously, since the flames hadn't gone out until they had burned themselves out, she'd made the poison to easily seen with the greenish tint to the fire produced. She assured them the new flame traps would produce clean burning fire the Fire Dragon Slayer would eat, and once he did…death.
Red Jester had done all it could, every remaining member had been living holed up in the little piece of shit hunters cabin a mile out of the city for the last 7 months preparing for all of this.
Their primary objective the eradication of the Thunder Legion, then…Fairy Tail. If they could do it, 14 dark mages, could take down Fairy Tail, they would become legends, Red Jester would gain members quickly and possibly even be invited into the alliance. It would have made Aiden proud.
"Best not damage her too much boss." Kolton, a water mage, warned when Gary kicked Ceras hip harshly because she was unconscious so he couldn't punch her in the face again.
Everything honestly did hinge on Cera, her magic and alchemy had made this possible, and had been bringing in the funds that had kept Red Jester alive.
"Fuck off Kolton, she'll be fine, little bitch needs to remember her damn place is all. Think the Lightning slayer is dead by now?" He asked to distract the men from looking unhappily at the crumpled explosion mage.
"His little whore sure is and he's probably wishing he was!" Kolton laughed.
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Thanks to Cobra, Wendy and Porlyusica, Laxus felt fine, his arms hurt but it was minor, they were covered in bandages and he could use them just fine though he'd been warned to rest.
Lucy was still sleeping, he'd gathered her to him, slid into her bed and held her against him protectively, face buried in her singed hair. He wanted to go out and kill the people who were behind this, but he couldn't even consider leaving her side until she herself could look him in the eyes and tell him she was ok.
She'd suffered injuries not as severe as Bickslows, , a broken wrist from their fall, the punctures all over her back, burns, that was the bad stuff. The larger piece of glass had punctured one of her lungs. She was breathing fine now, her Dragon wrapped around her aware of every part of every breath.
Cobras antidote had kept both him and her from feeling much of the effects of the poison. Whoever was doing this didn't know they were able to cure it, didn't know about Cobra.
He'd been wracking his memory trying to come up with who or what they had ever come across that could do what these people were doing.
The poisons were one thing, sophisticated, created specifically to target survivors of the blasts, and, designed to resist both Wendy and Porlyusicas skills. It was disconcerting, horrifying, to think that if he had sent Bickslow with the medics to the hospital yesterday, the Seith would certainly be dead, only the fact that Cobra had been in the guild hall when they had brought him in, had smelled the poison and acted swiftly, biting Bickslows arm while others had looked at him like he was insane, and producing an antidote using his magic, had saved Bickslows life.
That same antidote had saved him and especially Lucy. He could sense everything, her heartbeat, her breathing, the varying temperatures of her body where injuries were healing. He knew she would recover, his mind told him that, but within him his dragon raged, writhed in pain over not protecting her.
He should have caught the scent faster, it was there, had been heavy in the air once he'd realized it. But he'd selfishly been wrapped up in thinking about getting her inside so he could get her naked and in bed. He'd been thinking with his damn dick instead of keeping his mind sharp and now here they were. He knew better, he usually was smarter than that.
There wasn't an excuse either, he'd failed her.
He was worried about his Nakama, out there in the gathering dark somewhere hunting the people responsible, all day had passed with no word from them, Gramps had the whole guild assembled, hell, by tomarrow Gildarts would even be there.
He couldn't do much as he was, using his magic after the blast had done tremendous damage to his already torn up arms, they would heal, but if he used his magic right now, with lightning dancing over healing wounds…he'd tear himself up again.
It wasn't a good feeling.
Lucy stirred slightly in her sleep and he watched her, all of his attention back on her, his mind abandoning other thoughts as his dragon again mourned the pain and injuries she had suffered.
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Erza narrowed her eyes, the trek through the denser parts of the woods had been uncomfortable, especially as darkness gathered, but there was no mistaking the trail Bickslow had left, and when the lights from the cabin came into view in the darkness, her eyes narrowed and from the depths of her soul ferocity boiled up.
Bickslow was to remain aloft, if she had her way he'd damn well go back to town now that they had reached where the people were holed up.
It wasn't a big cabin, maybe one bedroom at best, there could only be so many in such a small place.
"So whats the plan Titania…cuz I can sure as hell smell poison brewing, that place smells to me like what I bet a bakery smells like to you, there's poison in there, a lot of it, the explosive type too, I can smell it." Cobra asked in a faint whisper.
The others were tucked down low, Freed, Evergreen, Natsu and Gray were all looking at her.
Her eyes narrowed "If there are explosives inside the cabin we need them to come outside to handle them, we can not risk them setting it all off in desperation." She whispered.
"How do we get them to leave the cabin?" Gray hissed.
"Leave that to me." A voice said above them and Erza glared up at Bickslow "No!" She whispered harshly "You should return to the guild!"
He grinned at her "Uh yeah…not gonna happen, just hang out here, I'll scare em out." With that the Seith flew off leaving Erza seething in her place, glaring after him, lost in a mixture of anger that he wouldn't obey her and worry about him getting himself further injured or worse with whatever he had planned.
Bickslow flew to the roof of the cabin and settled quietly on it, pulling one of the little rocks from the bag he still had on his belt he moved Papa into it, and sent the little soul flying down the chimney.
He couldn't technically "see" per say through his souls, but he could perceive things in relatively good detail, room layouts, objects Papa could recognize he could too, that sort of thing.
As he maneuvered the little pebble around the edge of the fire he counted 16 people in the room before it, one sat on the floor a little apart from the rest that were facing someone sitting on a counter by a window.
The barrel by the wall across from the people contained something Papa didn't recognize so Bickslow was willing to bet it contained the explosive poison. Gods, he imagined the whole bookstore had been obliterated by maybe two cups worth of that shit and there was an entire barrel of it?
If that shit blew here it would level half the fucking forest. So his next move suddenly became very important. He moved Papa from the pebble to the barrel and the soul didn't like the feel of it, let him know what the barrel contained made it feel very unhappy.
"Easy little buddy, hang with me…" Bickslow whispered low under his breath. His helmet had been wrecked in the explosion, all he had to cover his eyes were his own eyelids right now so he kept his face buried in the long sleeve of his shirt to make sure none of the green glow he knew he was probably putting off like a fucking lighthouse spilled out.
He gave an experimental push and was delighted to find Papa could easily maneuver the barrel then, smiling faintly, clutching the empty totem that belonged to Papa to his chest, he lifted the barrel.
Cera was seething, furious on the floor. All of her hard work, years of it, soon wouldn't matter. Revenge that her guild wanted for Aiden was consuming it. When the investigations came into all of this there would be no way for her to hide. The council would know it had been her, the only Alchemy student to ever graduate with high marks that had explosive magic.
Her gift for poisons and explosives had made her a darling of the council, the Rune Knights wanted her badly, she could have been working in an office in Crocus pulling down a legitimate paycheck. But then Fairy Tail had happened, had destroyed their guild, left all of her family homeless and her uncle dead.
Garys Vendetta had consumed her along with everyone else that remained of Red Jester. To a small degree she agreed with lashing back at Fairy Tail, but she would have rather blown up their Guild Hall and called it good, that laced with her poisons would have left Fairy Tail reeling and possibly unable to recover.
But Gary had wanted this game to happen, he'd wanted…no..needed, to target the Thunder Legion, so they had begun this, and she'd hoped once they had killed the weird helmeted member of the Thunder Legion and guild Iron Dragon Slayer Gary would have been satisfied.
No such luck. She'd agreed when he'd demanded they target the lightning mage who had been responsible for Aidens death, indirectly maybe, but responsible.
So she had laced the house with the explosive poisons, Kolton had dampened the area so the slayer couldn't smell or detect anything until he was too close to escape it. She'd made the mixture flash burning, so it's initial blast would go so fast and so hot even the mans lightning wouldn't get him out of its way in time.
They knew the woman he was carrying when he'd walked up to the house was his fiancé too, so it was a perfect hit to satisfy their needs for revenge. The guild had spent the night setting traps she'd made while she had laced that house because thankfully the lightning mage and his woman had slept at the guild, probably weeping at the loss of their guildmates.
The poison would burn through fire, lightning, Iron, it was designed to kill those dragon slayers and because it was, it could kill any other person in the guild.
It was a masterpiece, and she planned to sell it to the Rune Knights, though now, after all of this, she wondered if she'd be able to.
It was hard to know, the Council and their Rune Knights were not above some dark dealings for weapons of this nature, and she'd learned during her research Fairy Tail had plenty of enemies.
But she'd wanted to stop after the Lightning slayer and his woman were killed, who gave a shit about the rest? Fairy Tail would be reeling for a while, the Lightning mage was the heir to the guild, it's elderly leader might even croak from grief over losing him, they could walk away, go rebuild.
But Gary wanted the last two members of the Thunder Legion, didn't give a shit what it cost them, he wanted complete revenge.
He'd hit her, the fucking asshole, he'd lost his damn mind and now she was trying to figure out how to get the fuck out of this mess, get the hell away from all of them if she had to. Kolton would go with her, they'd been together secretly for a while, the calm and deadly water mage had helped her develop the poisons, his waters were in it, hell, she'd been giving him little injections of poison for months now so his water magic could lace with poison.
They could run off together, maybe run to ERA, she really didn't care as long as she had him, some lab equipment and little time she could make them wealthy.
She saw the barrel lift off the ground, her eyes widening in complete disbelief at first, then horror…if it tipped…
"Gary!" She gasped out. He turned and angry gaze on her "What the…" His voice trailed off as he saw the barrel raising higher and higher from the floor.
"Shit!" He gasped, there was chaos then as everyone scrambled for the door. If that barrel tipped it had enough of Ceras concoction in it to level the forest and all of them knew it.
Bickslow lifted the barrel to the ceiling, using it to make sure the lid on top was on good and tight and laid careful and silent on the roof and he heard the mages within nearly killing each other to get through that front door.
He was flat against the roof neatly tucked by the chimney, unless one of them came up there and actually looked, they wouldn't be able to see him from the ground.
He didn't entirely like this, he knew what he was holding on to and how dangerous it was, he also knew that while he held it, those mages wouldn't have use of it, nor would they want to be inside of that cabin. Keeping it carefully balanced and steady though meant he couldn't get involved in the fight that instantly erupted once the mages were outside.
Nope, his only purpose now was getting that barrel out of harms way. Sending his other souls off to scout the building for a way to do that, he silently prayed Natsu didn't go fucking super nova and light the house on fire…that would be bad.
Whatever Bickslow did had the mages in the cabin clamoring over each other to get out of it cussing and cursing each other as they did so,
The Fairy Tail mages waited until the enemies had made the tree line then the fight began.
Erza wasn't waiting to talk things over, she needed, badly needed, to fight. The man she was coming to love was covered in bandages, had nearly died, her closest friend, practically her sister was unconscious back at the guild, also nearly having been killed, Laxus was injured, Gajeel was injured, a business and a home leveled all because of these people.
She tore into the man before her, re-quiping into her Armadura Fairy armor she lunged forward into the group, sword swinging.
"No mercy!" She cried.
Red Jester wasn't prepared for this. The few weapons they had were still inside with the floating barrel of poisonous explosive and they had no idea, do to the trees and the darkness, how many opponents they were dealing with.
Fairy Tails wizards were prepared, and the numbers weren't bad for them. Cobra picked out his target fast, the woman was already battered looking, which was an honest shame, but there was no mistaking the scent on her. Pure, unadulterated poison brewing clung to her.
Her mind was racing, reeling from seeing the poison barrel float up and Cobra wasn't too pleased to hear just what could happen if that barrel tipped over, none of them would even leave behind small traces of their existence if it did according to the womans calculations.
He spared a glance toward Natsu, who was already cackling like a fucking lunatic screaming about being fired up and setting the forest on fire… considering what was in that fucking cabin…
Freed! There's enough explosive agent in that cabin got vaporize several square miles, Natsu!" Cobra snapped at the rune mage who's eyes widened and he nodded, rushing toward the fire slayer.
Cobra rushed after the woman, she'd been running with a man but Evergreen had just turned that poor sap to stone so he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
It seemed to enrage the woman who chucked something at Evergreen but Cobra caught it, snatching it out of the air, feeling it dissolve over his hand while Evergreen gave him a grateful look and he nodded for her to leave this to him.
The woman was laughing "Your arm won't last…" her voice trailed off as he lifted a now purple scaled taloned hand to his face and started licking the corrosive agent off his claws.
The womans eyes widened and Cobra shuddered as the toxins flowed into him through his skin, his tongue, lips, everything that had touched that glorious damn thing.
"Oh sweetheart, you gotta be my favorite candy maker of all time…that shit there was almost as tasty as that heaven in the explosive." He crooned at her, grinning, his fangs glinting in the low light.
She raised her hand and he had just enough time to side step her intended explosive blast but the tree behind him ruptured from it and he laughed.
"Nice…a talented poison alchemist and an explosion mage, explains a lot. Oh honey, you really are a dream come true." He said, advancing on her. She glared at him, he again heard her plan, sidestepped her spell with ease and a patch of ground was blasted apart.
She yanked something from her belt and hurled it at him, he caught it, feeling the thin membraned container rupture as intended and the acrid contents spill over his hand and arm.
He recognized it and frowned, the flammable poison, super easy to ignite…
She flung another spell and this time he rolled away, letting the poison trigger but ramming his arm down into the ground so the soil could kill the flames as soon as they ignited.
Straightening, he advanced on her again and she shook her head at him. "You can't…"
He smiled "I could take a bath in that barrel you have in the cabin honey, would be a hell of a rush, and all you're doing throwing poisons at me is giving me a fucking sweet ass high…makin me just about fall in love here…what's your name?" He demanded. She turned and ran and his grin darkened, oh hell fucking yes…a chase.
Freed had gotten Gray and they were battling their way through the mages, Gray freezing some solid where they stood while Freed sent others writhing to the ground in blinding agony. They tried to steer Natsu away from the cabin, it was damn near impossible, the idiot seemed about bent on wanton destruction and the cabin being the only formal structure it was like honey to a swarm of bees for him.
While Freed and Gray were wrestling to fight and keep Natsu steered away from the cabin, Bickslow had gotten the barrel out a window at the back of the structure and had stepped onto his remaining totems and was currently following the slow moving barrel up and away from the fighting.
He had to get this shit as far from this ruckus as he possibly could and his mind was racing trying to figure out where would be the best place to take it. Farther away from Magnolia was the only answer he could come up with so that was the direction he took, headed away from Magnolia at the best pace he could manage, Papa complaining the whole time.
Erza was battling a relatively skilled mage now, he was tall, with shaggy reddish brown hair and glowering brown eyes and he seemed to become insanely enraged when he spotted Evergreen but Erza cut off his attempt to lunge at the other woman, the flat of her sword colliding hard with the mans gut and forcing the air out of him before she stepped in and brought the hilt down hard on the back of his head, leaving him crumpled unconscious on the ground before heading for her next opponent.
Cera was running for all she was worth, the man chasing her utterly terrified her, that purple scaled hand, those claws, he'd licked that corrosive poison from himself like it was sugar!
His down right flirtatious tone with her, the way he moved, the maniacal smile, all of it compounded her fear.
"Aww, come on honey, I love your cooking, you're pretty, obviously smart, at least let me take you to dinner!" He was calling, far too close, she spun and caused trees on either side of where she though he was to explode then hurled another packet from her belt watching as he again snatched it from the air, this time ripping it open with his teeth and pouring the contents down his throat.
Eyes wide with horror and disbelief she watched him lick his lips, eyes closed, a soft moan coming from him, when he opened his single eye it was glowing faintly "Oh…fuck baby…guess we're going right to foreplay huh? That was a nice start…"
Cursing under her breath she ran again, who the fuck was he? How could he do that? Those agents would have killed a damn poison mage! She knew because they had captured two different ones and she had used them to increase the potency to beyond tolerance levels for those mages, killed them both with what she was mixing.
That had been a few batches ago too, he should be dissolving where he stood but instead he was just…getting turned on?!
"God I've always wanted a woman who could fucking cook." She heard him calling.
"Baby stop running, you've got me…I just wanna worship you now!" He laughed. She ran harder, trying to get a little ahead, she had others on her belt, nastier mixes, one that was both the explosive and fire combustion with a neuro toxin.
Blasting a tree she got him to step where she could see him, slid to a halt so she could aim and hurled the flask at him.
He jumped back from it and she waited, quickly spritzing her own face with the small bottle from her belt to protect herself as the vapor spread then ignited.
The heat from the flash was punishing, she felt her clothes singed as she threw her arms up to protect her face. When she looked again there he was, grin still in place, long fangs glinting as he ran a finger over some of the smoldering poison on a charred tree and stuck the finger in his mouth, sucking it off as he walked toward her.
Those fangs…Dragon Slayer….but he wasn't one of the ones…oh Gods…
"What..are you?" She demanded.
"I'd like to be yours more than anything." He replied, starting to circle her.
Her chest and lungs were burning from running, she was exhausted, her face was pounding from where Gary had hit her and her hip ached painfully from she had no idea what.
"You should be dead ten times over." She hissed.
"No way to talk to a man in love with you." He sneered. His eye went to her belt
"More goodies? Oh Honey, I'm already flying so high right now, much more I'm gonna cum before I can give you anything in return."
Her eyes flew wide and she ran again, Cobra laughed, let her have a couple of seconds on him, then went after her, he was having the time of his fucking life.
Cera pulled two flasks from her belt, glaring, she struggled to uncork one then the other, pouring the contents into a balloon like thing she yanked from her pocket then stopped, waited until she saw him clearly and hurled it at him, yanking a gun from her hip and shooting it so the package exploded and sprayed over him.
He stood still and she watched, panting, eyes frantically scanning over him. His white coats was smoldering and her frowned as holes started appearing on it.
"Now, see, that was an Elluris…fuckin shame…baby…oh mmmm" He reached out, plucking a fragment of the ballon from a branch and licking it.
"God…was that good for you? Cuz fuck…I could go another few rounds though…" He smirked at her, tossing the white coat away and she cursed, running again but this time he was too fast, she felt his arm close around her and whirled, trying to bring the gun up but he batted it from her hand so she twisted, pulling a final bag from her pouch and slamming it against his mouth.
She watched in disbelief as his eye closed and he moaned again, his arms closing around her, pulling her hard up against his tall hard frame as he drank down what she'd rammed in his face.
"Baby…I'd fuckin kiss you right now but I know you wouldn't enjoy this flavor as much as I am." He chuckled.
"Who are you?!" She demanded. He grinned, fangs again showing, glinting white in the moonlight filtering through the trees "My name is Cobra honey, time for you to take a nap." He blew into her face and she smelled the sweetness on his breath, tried to resist breathing it in, knowing what he was somehow breathing over her, but her mind slowed, fogged, and blackness closed in around her.
As the woman went limp in his arms Cobra sighed. She was a cute little thing, he liked her, he'd been tempted to let her keep running but they were heading toward Magnolia and he couldn't risk her grabbing up some unwitting traveler trying to reach town on the road just ahead so he'd had to end the chase.
His blood was ringing in his veins, she'd pumped enough exquisitely crafted poisons at him tonight to keep his bells ringing for days, he hadn't been joking all that much about damn near cumming either, shit her stuff was good.
Hoisting her over his shoulder he saw another little vial on her belt and yanked it loose, eyeing the contents and smirking before pocketing it. Whatever it was, it was fucking his now.
He needed to get cute feisty and toxic back to the others as much as he would hate letting such an artist go.
When he came back to the cabin he found Erza standing by a pile of tied up mostly unconscious mages, Gray and Freed putting out the last of some flames no doubt from Natsu who was bitching about the fight being too easy and heard Erza trying to describe how to find them to what was no doubt master Makarov on her com lacrima.
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A/N Nearing the end of our tale, though don't panic, I'm not quite done yet. Thank you again beloved reviewers for urging me to keep this one going, I've been having fun with it! There will be others too, I have outlines for several more fics, I just tend to remain focused on 1-2 projects at a time and FD with this has consumed that time pretty nicely. I hope everyone likes it so far...not...quite...done...DESNA