I'm glad I was able get this out without too much of a delay. Just as a fast warning, this chapter contains sex. Nothing terribly kinky or bad, but it is explicit with the details. If that's not your thing, you can skim it but there is some development between the two so I wouldn't suggesting skipping it all. Also, Fairy Tail isn't mine. If it was, this would be canon.
Chapter 3: In Which Dirty Things are Surprisingly Profound
Lisanna set to removing Bickslow's clothes, and he had to admit, he found it kind of cute how hard she was concentrating on the task as hand. He watched with a bemused grin as her fingers worked over all the buckles and buttons on his outfit. She was actually fumbling with some of them. It was just too adorable.
"Why do you have so many clothes on?" she demanded when she finally got his cloak, waist wrap and shirt off. He was still in his pants and boots and she was starting to look visibly irritated, biting her bottom lip as she glared at him. He only chuckled and patted her on top of her head.
"Sorry. I'll wear less next time," he assured her. "Don't you like the anticipation though?"
"What do you mean?" she asked him.
"Just that there can be a lot of fun to taking it slow," he explained. "After all, we have all evening. Is there really a rush?"
"I guess not," she admitted as she ran her hands down his chest. She slowly explored his muscles, firm under his skin. "You… you look so good under your clothes though. There's no reason to bundle up like you do."
"I like how it looks," he stated with a grin before licking his lips and giving a shift of his hips. "Are you going to keep going?"
"Whatever happened to taking it slow?" she asked mockingly, but her hands were already on his belt. She looked down at him before hesitantly taking her hands back. "Oh, wait. I need something first."
"Huh? Are you okay?" he asked her. "If this is too much, we don't have to. Do you need a few minutes?"
"No, it's nothing like that," she assured him before threading her fingers through her short hair. "Just wait here. I'll be back shortly."
After giving him a quick peck, she stood and left the room.
"Ugh, what could be so important she needed to get it now?" he groaned softly. It wasn't like they were in the middle of it yet, but really? He had already been feeling aroused just by her undressing him and she had to run off?
"Sorry I took so long," she called when she went back into the room with a smile. "Hope you didn't wait too long. I needed these."
She showed him what had been so important, several condoms in her hand. Her cheeks were a little flush and she seemed more willing to stare at his chest than look him in the eye.
"Where were those?" he asked.
"In the bathroom."
"Next time keep them in here, okay?" Bickslow instructed as he curled his finger toward her. Obediently, she walked over to him. "Don't you think it will be suspicious if your siblings find you're keeping them in the bathroom?"
"I'm not keeping them anywhere," she said as she set them down nearby. Leaning over him, she unbuckled his pants before gently tugging them off, past his knees and down to his ankles before removing them completely with his boots and underwear. She blushed a little at the sight of his fully naked body and he grinned as he stretched out a bit to let her see everything. "It's just… they're my… my sister's… oh… um..."
"Lisanna, my eyes are up here, babe," he said teasingly. Her eyes snapped up to meet his with a blush but he only laughed. "I'm kidding. Relax a little. It's okay to stare."
"I've never seen a man naked before," she whispered. "It's a little intense."
"Well, the best way to get used to something is to experience it first hand," he said as he took her wrist and gave her a gentle tug to pull her into his lap. She didn't disappoint, immediately spreading her legs to straddle him. Her skirt was short on his lap and her shirt was small, only a snug tank top, so even though she was fully dressed while she was pressed up against him it was still an amazing feeling. Her arms wove around him in an embrace as she kissed him, her lips eager to be locked with his again by the way she was smiling as they did so.
Her tongue slid against his lips before she took the bottom in her teeth and gave a little tug. She was already learning what he liked and they' only kissed a few times. It was so tempting to take the reins and fully enjoy her, but he wanted to see what she would do if in charge.
Wet little sounds filled the room as her mouth moved over his, their tongues peeking out to meet one another. He could feel her shiver as he drug his tongue at the corner of her lips and along her jaw, whimpering a little. She recaptured his mouth eagerly after letting him lick at her cheek.
"You're an animal," she whimpered against his lips, hugging him closer as she pecked his chin. "So dirty. You're filthy."
"Well, you're awfully romantic, hugging me so close when all we're doing is kissing so far," he whispered in her ear before tickling her lobe with his tongue.
"Thinking of something in particular or you just like it that much?"
"No, I… I just like it," she confessed, "but you make me feel like I'm doing something really indecent."
"What about it is indecent?" he whispered, hands still on the bed and not touching her. For now, she was controlling everything. All he was doing was let her get it out of her system.
"The noises," Lisanna said. "Plus how… wet everything is."
"Noises? You mean like these noises?"
He gave her a sloppy kiss, his lips barely staying on hers now. Slurps and wet pops filled the quiet room, followed by soft moans and whimpers from her. She didn't pull away, letting him suck and nip and lick at her, and sucking on his tongue whenever it slipped inside of her mouth. She kept scooting a little closer every once and a while and now she was rested fully on his cock, legs spread wide as she sat on him. Even as he kissed her, his member was twitching against her panties. They felt a bit like satin, though it was a little hard to tell from how wet they already felt against his skin.
"I had no idea Mira's little sister was so excitable," he chuckled. "To think everyone at the guild thinks of you as some innocent little girl."
"Don't… don't talk about Mira," she said with a shake of her head. "If she knew about this..."
Still, he couldn't miss the sudden twitch of her flesh within her panties and he grinned darkly.
"You don't want to think about her knowing you do this?" he asked. "You're so good at it though. Your body is so beautiful and eager. I bet she'd be mad though, knowing her little sister is kissing a naked man while rubbing against him like he's your boyfriend."
"I mean it… stop," she hissed.
He only moved his hands to her skirt, yanking it up and giving her ass a sudden smack. She cried out loud in surprise, jumping a little against him.
"You're naughty, Lisanna," he noted. "You're enjoying something in your head, I can tell. You're thinking about, what? Being caught?"
"Yes," she confessed, her face red. "I am."
"Why?" he asked with an arched eyebrow. Seemed rather kinky for a first time.
"I don't want to be a little girl anymore. I don't want to be seen that way," she said as she gripped him tighter in her arms. "Everyone looks at Mira and says she's beautiful, and people all say Elf and Ever will get together any day now. I'm treated like a kid though, a little girl. It's so frustrating. I'm beautiful too… aren't I?"
The hesitation was impossible to miss and he only smiled before hugging her back.
"Way more beautiful than your sister," he assured her. "I wouldn't be doing this with you if you hadn't been able to make me see you as an adult. Don't worry, you don't need to worry about the rest of the guild. All you need is me, okay? After all, the longer they think you're just a kid, the easier this will be to keep secret."
"That's dirty," she whined out, but from the way she started to move against him, she liked the idea. Her breasts squished against his chest as she moved her body up and down his, her pussy rubbing against his dick. She was pressed so close he was trapped between her legs and his own stomach, the heat starting to get intense. "You're so filthy, Bickslow. Stop it."
"You really want me to stop?" he asked as he squeezed her ass. Without a second of hesitation he massaged her cheeks, helping her rub against him even faster. "You want me to stop saying dirty, filthy things?"
"Bickslow…" she whined out. "I mean it. S-s-stop."
"No you don't," he said with a grin. "You want me to treat you like an adult, and adults do naughty things. You want to hear about how hot my cock is getting because of you. Your pussy is dripping, I can tell. You're getting me soaked through your panties. And look at that, red satin. Mmmm, you call me filthy. Why are you wearing underwear like this if you don't want to be fucked?!"
"Ahhh!" she cried out loudly as he gave a buck of his hips at the last word. Her mouth hung open as he began to move his body with hers, bouncing on the bed as they ground together.
"Did you wear underwear like this since my tongue fucked your pussy, babe?" he asked. "You barely had anything to your name after Tenrou. Where'd you get this?"
"I bought it!" she cried out. "I needed them! I needed them so badly!"
"Why'd you need it? Say it. I want to hear what you were thinking when getting such sexy fucking things."
"I was waiting for you to come to me!" she whined out. She was drooling by this point, clinging to him as she bounced against him, the creaking of the bed filling their ears. "I wanted to wear something for you, to get you to touch me again!"
"I was away on so many jobs though," he said as he pretended to ponder. "How'd you know the day I'd say yes?"
"I didn't! I wore pairs like this every day!" she screamed out. "And you know that!"
"Oh yes, you're definitely an adult," he growled as he yanked her tank top up. The wizard wasn't shocked at all to see her bra matched as he tore the shirt off over her shoulders and began to suck at her breasts through her the fabric.
"I touched myself when I thought about you," she moaned out. "Oh god! I couldn't help it! You were gone so much! That was mean after making me come so hard last time!"
"Fuck, Lisanna. I really, really wish you'd said something sooner," he replied with a groan, completely honest. His whole body was starting to feel on fire and she wasn't even fully undressed yet. Just how would it feel to be inside of her? "We won't wait so long next time. I'll take care of you."
"Promise me!"
"I promise, I promise," he said before she grabbed his face and kissed him. His hands were everywhere at this point, touching anything he could. Her toned legs wrapped around him, her smooth back and round ass bouncing in his lap, and her glorious fucking breasts. "Like I could stop now!"
He suddenly threw her on the bed were she landed with a yelp before yanking her panties off her legs and tossing them aside. She was so soaked it had smeared all over her inner thighs and was running out onto the comforter of her bed.
"What are you doing?" she gasped. "I was so close."
"Don't worry. You won't do without. Trust me a little," he growled playfully as he snapped his teeth at her. "You said something that intrigued me though. You touched yourself?"
"You're not going to make me put on a show for you, are you?"
"That would be hot but no. I'll take care of your needs, but I want to hear what you thought about while I do it," he said as he ran a single finger over her wet folds, his middle one getting damp before pushing it to her entrance. "Tell me what you fantasized about and I'll fuck you like you want."
"I… I… I thought about ahhhh!" she cried as he pushed his finger in, curling it slowly inside of her. He felt immensely proud as she slumped over after her first orgasm washed over her and settled into her body. "More… oh more."
"Go on. Tell me more and you get more," he said as he moved his finger slowly inside of her. She was drenched but she was still a virgin. As tight as she was, she'd need plenty of prep time. Why not tease her while he was at it? "This isn't too much to handle, is it? Are you a little girl after all, Lisanna? Not adult enough to handle a little fantasy sharing?"
"You animal," she moaned, but only grabbed her knees to spread her legs wider. She really got off on protesting, didn't she? "It always starts the same, at the hall. You show up when no one else is around. At night, during the day, somehow we're always alone… just the two of us. You just… you stare at me and I get so weak in the knees, and you act like you don't know what you're doing to me. But you know… you know that you're getting me hot. You tease me and make me say it, make me beg for it. 'The first one was free, babe. You gotta pay for more now,' you'd say and make me earn it."
"Earn it? How?" he asked, intrigued.
"All sorts of ways," she gasped as he entered another finger. "Bickslow!"
"Don't think about my fingers," he urged. "Tell me what would happen next."
"The first time you made me clean," she whispered, her eyes shut tight. He gave a hard thrust of her fingers and they snapped open with a sharp gasp.
"Louder."
"You made me clean!" she cried out. "You played at accidentally pouring beer all over your crotch and made me lick it all up. Then I was covered in it and you pulled my top off to expose my sticky breasts while you sucked on them. I kept getting hotter and hotter but all you'd tell me was I had to earn the right to your cock. You teased me all night and didn't give me any relief until the end."
"Did I fuck you?" he hissed, getting into the story as well.
"Yes, yessssss," she hissed out. She was gripping her legs so hard now, her knuckles were turning white. "First you fucked me with your tongue until I couldn't move. Ah… your tongue… I love your tongue. So long… so wet… I couldn't get enough of it. You kept plunging it inside of me, I begged for more but you wouldn't do it. You won't do it until I asked properly, you said! The more I begged, the more you'd just tease me, wiggling it inside of me and bringing so close to orgasm and stopping, making me cool off before starting all over again. Oh… oh god… It made me so hot, thinking about your tongue inside of me again, making me crazy with the need to be fucked… so… god… so flexible and wet..."
"And how'd you ask?" he asked, forcing himself to keep his composure. She had quite the imagination, didn't she? It was making it hard not to defile her right there.
"I had to get on my hands and knees, completely naked and beg. You made me say it so dirty."
"Why don't you say it for real now then? I'm curious," he said as he continued to play with her pussy, rubbing his thumb harshly against her clit.
"I… but it was..."
"You were the one who thought this all up, not me. I'm just asking out of curiosity," he excused. "You're the one here who imagined me making you dirty. You just want to be dirty anyway."
"Ahhh! Please! Ah... I'll say it! I'll say it! Please, Bickslow! Give me your cock! Give me your long, wonderful cock! Shove it in my virgin pussy! Fuck me until I'm covered in juices! I needs it so bad! Please... please let your naughty girl have your wonderful fucking cock!" she cried out. "Then you fucked me until morning. Oh god… oh god, I feel so embarrassed. Don't laugh at me!"
Laughing was the furthest thing on Bickslow's mind. In fact, he was so surprised even his fingers had stopped moving. Holy shit, she really was dirty, wasn't she? Here he was imagining he'd have to coax such things out of her and here she was thinking of it on her own.
"You want to be a woman, babe?" he groaned as he pulled his hand away. "You want to stop having to make fantasies and get the real thing?"
"More than anything," Lisanna moaned. "Make me your woman, Bickslow."
"You can make me stop any time, you know. No point is too far," he assured her as he climbed over her. He freed her of her bra and removed it, swallowing as she squirmed around impatiently on the bed. "Even inside of you, if it hurts you say so. I'll stop."
"I'll remember that," she said with a whine as she bucked her hips out. "Please, just hurry."
He took a hold of himself and lined up with her. He gave her one last quick kiss, trying to distract her as he grabbed one of the condoms she'd gotten and slipped it on. She'd grabbed quite a few but suddenly he found himself wondering if it would be enough. The tip of his head slipped inside with relative ease and slowly began to slip inside. It really was helping she was so drenched. Despite being tight, this wasn't proving too hard.
"How are you doing?" he panted out, taking of her hands in his own and lacing their fingers together.
"It… it feels good. Why doesn't it hurt?" she asked in wonder.
"Gee, Mira has been slacking. She's supposed to teach you this stuff," he groaned out. "It's not supposed to hurt. Any asshole who says otherwise is full of it. The hymen stretches. It's not supposed to break or bleed. Just… just have to take your time… real… nnnngh, slow… fuck..."
He was getting deeper with every passing moment and the heat of her body was almost too much. He could tell she was getting off too, trembling even as she tried to stay still for him. There was no pain in her expression, only pleasure as he filled her. Her whole body was twitching and shaking, like a powered keg about to explode. It was the calm before the storm and she was only a couple minutes away from losing it again, judging from her reactions.
When he was finally all the way inside of her, it wasn't how he imagined at all. He just gave a shuddering gasp before they looked at each other, their eyes boring into one another. Her hand squeezed his tightly, but it didn't seem to bring him to reality. It just struck him that he was in Lisanna's bed, on top of her comforter and inside of her. She was covered in a thin layer of sweat, her body underneath of him and she just looked so beautiful.
"Lisanna..." he breathed as she looked up at him, seeming as caught up in the moment as he was. Suddenly all the dirty talk no longer mattered, or getting her to do naughty things. He just wanted to hold her close to him. He hadn't expected to feel so good while inside of her.
"I feel so good," she whispered softly, cupping his cheek with her free hand.
"Are you okay for me to move?" he asked her, to which she nodded silently. "Alright. Just stay relaxed."
While he hadn't planned to be too rough with her their first time, he hadn't seen himself being overly tender either. Yet that's how he was acting, slowly pulling out and filling her back up again. His hips continued to move and she hooked her knees on his hips as she moved with him. It was an easy pace and she picked up on it pretty quickly.
"I didn't expect something so gentle," she said in an awed voice. "At all."
"Me neither," he admitted. "It feels good though. Do you want me to stop? Do you need something rougher?"
"No, this is perfect for a first time," she said with a shake of his head. "It's just… wonderful. Thank you."
He could see she wasn't lying. This really was satisfaction for her. Instead of enduring the pleasure, she took it happily with a smile, a sight so dazzling he was amazed he didn't go blind from it. He really was in to deep now. How was be going to stop now? How was he ever going to stop? He couldn't say he could ever see himself willingly walking away from her or this. Perhaps he was just doomed to this sensation of being inside of her, this perfectly calm and tranquil moment.
He kissed her then, again and again because he couldn't get enough. She was so beautiful and warm, soft in all the right places in firm in all the others. She had a sharp mind and a kind soul, all of it a wonderful mix to make a sweet little person like her, and she was all his. For some stupid reason, she'd picked him. A man who was half a decade older than her, played with dolls hosting dead souls but planned to cherish her in gratitude for as long as they could keep this affair going for.
"Bickslow," she whimpered as she closed her eyes and arched her body into him. "Please, I'm close."
"I am too," he assured her. He sped up a little, but he didn't stop looking at her face. He didn't think he'd ever want to stop that.
There was no intense screaming or yelling when the came. They reached the peak together though, crying out in pleasure that mimicked one another without them even realizing it. He rested his forehead against her breasts as they rose and fell while she breathed, and he happily hissed the spot right over her heart, beating quickly in her chest.
It was probably the most earth shattering moment he'd ever experienced in his life, screaming or no. Fuck, he never would have expected it to feel so god damn right.
"I reaaaaaaally wish you'd said something sooner," he laughed as he rolled them over so he was laying on his back with her resting on top of him. Almost lazily, he slipped the condom off.
"Let me do that for you. You'll make a mess," she said as she sat up and tied it for him. "I wish I had a waste basket in here. I can't believe I didn't think about that."
"Throw it on the floor," he groaned. "Come on, there's post sex cuddling to enjoy."
"That's dirty," she complained. "You don't see me throwing things on the floor of your room."
"Yeah, well I have a waste basket," he teased before yanking her against him and tossing the garbage aside. "We're gonna have to clean the bed anyway. Just relax and enjoy the moment. I don't often have sex that profound, you know."
Despite his admission, which he felt was pretty deep and meaningful, she laughed as she snuggled into him.
"What's so funny?"
"Neither have I," she replied, "but I still have energy to stay clean. Maybe I'm too much woman for you."
He growled and kissed her harshly, ready to teach her a lesson. Oh, she'd get cheeky, would she?
It wasn't until three hours, ten more orgasms from her, three more from him, very messy sheets and countless condoms later did she finally plead for mercy and announced he was amazing at sex and could outlast her any day did he finally give in. Even then he drug her to the shower and gave her a very thorough washing that made her knees shake. Everything in her room gathered for cleaning, and him dressed, it was sadly time to end it. Mira would no doubt be back in an hour or so and he wanted to give Lisanna ample time to get things back together without distracting her.
"I'll see you again sometime soon, right?" she asked as he woke his babies up. He grinned and nodded before leaning in and smooching her forehead.
"Soon as I can," he promised. "Let's get out of here before I lose something that made me and Lisanna very happy today."
"Don't say dirty things like that with them awake," she protested but he only laughed and waved as he walked off, the tiki dolls floating around after him, laughing as well. No sense in being modest around them. They probably already knew what was up anyway, being so closely linked with him. Still, it was a nice secret to have.
He just hoped vainly he'd be able to keep it for a while.
End of Chapter 3
I really hope that everyone enjoyed this chapter. It as a lot of fun to write it out. Oddly enough some people seemed hopeful that Mira would interrupt. While she is indeed going to find out, it won't be immediately. Besides, I'm pretty sure Bickslow would have run for the hills. Got to give the relationship time to grow and flesh out a bit otherwise he'd probably ditch it to save his own skin. Don't worry though. Pain will eventually come for him.
Again, if you liked it, please review. I love hearing what my readers think.
