Disclaimer: Already stated it in the prologue, go back if you forgot what it was.

Queen: Alright! 3 down and 2 to go! Laxus is up! Which lucky lady gets this hunk of man?

Kit: *licks lips* I'd like a piece of him

Gajeel: What about me?

Kit: *straddles his lap* Mmmmm, how 'bout you remind me, big boy?

Gajeel: *smirks*

Ivy: *scoff* Like Laxus would want a crazy bitch like you, anyway.

Kit: What did you say!?

Ivy: You heard me!

Avial: *sigh* Gajeel please take Kit outta here.

Gajeel: *winks* My pleasure. *leaves with a shouting Kit thrown over his shoulder*

Saph: Read on to find out who gets Laxus. Ivy or Avial. :)

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Hot Spring Fun

Wisps of steam carry her stress away as the hot water of the private spring laps at her long legs. Her pale skin flushes from the heat as she removes her only clothing, a small towel given to her by the resort. She tosses the fabric onto the edge of the hot spring, dunking her whole body under water.

Ivy raises out of the water just enough to sit on the ledge and relax. Her arms lay across the edge behind as she let her head fall back. Her black hair floats in the water around her torso, the water lapping at her breasts just above her nipples giving her coverage.

I'll have to thank Mirajane for this. Ivy hums to herself. Her team had just gotten back from a really stressful mission. Kit, Leo, and Saph at least had their lovers to go to for stress relief, and who knows where Avial went off to. Ivy stretches one leg out above the water, slipping it back under then repeating with the other. Ivy had sat down at the bar when Mirajane popped up and suggested this place.

It's an exclusive hot spring spa and resort. It had cost a pretty penny and showing her Fairy Tail emblem, but here she was. The large place had several separate hot springs. They were all co-ed, and each spring was party exclusive. Since she was a party of one, Ivy got one all to herself. I really did need this.

She cracks open a silver eye when the girls' dressing room door open. Standing at the edge of the spring is one of the female resort employees with her head bowed. "Excuse me, miss. I'm sorry, but we have another single party and all of the other springs are full."

Ivy sighs heavily laying her head back. "It's fine, as long as they don't bother me."

The other woman bows. "Of course, miss, I'll set up the barrier." For times like this, the resort had cloth barriers that would cut each spring in half. The employee pulls on a wire, causing a rock gray cloth the come from the wall and glide across the top of the water until it connected with the opposite wall. "Thank you for you cooperation, miss. There will be an apology gift with your belongings." With that the woman leaves through the locker room.

A few minutes later, her ears pick up the sound of the men's locker room door open and close. There goes my relaxation. Ivy sighs quietly. She can hear the stranger give a soft grunt of appreciation, revealing that it was indeed a man, as he got in the water. I wonder. Ivy's flaw is her curiosity. Since she was raised by a poison cat demon, she gained some cat like attributes, and as the saying goes 'curiosity killed the cat.' But satisfaction brought it back. Ivy smirks.

Taking a deep breath, Ivy lets herself sink to the bottom of the spring before opening her sharp eyes, and what she sees doesn't disappoint her. She can't see his face above water, but she can definitely see his naked body below water. He ain't shy. Ivy smirks to herself. His body is big and thick with corded muscles under golden skin. A strong corded chest, washboard abs, the defined Adonis line, thick thighs, and the limp length between his legs is impressive even though it is soft. She takes in the black tribal tattoo that starts by his ribs and works up his chest and she can only assume onto his arm since those are out of the water. What catches her eye the most is the black Fairy Tail mark on his rib that she had almost mistaken for a part of his tattoo.

Her lungs start to protest the lack of oxygen, so she raises back up to her original position with light pants. Who is he? I would remember seeing a body like that at the guild. Ivy closes her eyes in thought. She breathes deeply through her nose and a very distinct smell hits her. Thunderstorm? Only one person has that scent. Her eyes widen. Laxus!

Slowly a very devious smile crosses her features that would rival Kitsune's. She knows he is at least attracted to her. She had felt his eyes undressing her whenever they were at the guild at the same time. Ivy would admit that he was just her type, the muscular bad boy with a hidden heart of gold. She just couldn't resist teasing the man. She just couldn't wait to find out what happens when his control snaps. Again, that's her curiosity. Licking her lips, she swims over to the sitting ledge a breath away from the barrier to put her most recent teasing plan into action.

~Several Minutes Earlier~

Laxus exits the locker room and glares at the barrier. If they annoy me, they are getting electrocuted. He wouldn't even be here if gramps hadn't made him. The old man had told Laxus that he was too stressed and would end up in the infirmary if he didn't relax. With that, the master had thrust his invite to this resort in his hands and sent him off.

He didn't even bother grabbing a towel since he was alone, mostly. He eyed the barrier again. Laxus steps into the steaming water and grunts in appreciation. The water felt good against his tense muscles. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but his grandpa was right about needing to relax. What his gramps didn't know was the reason for his frustration. It wasn't the jobs. It wasn't trying to learn what he needs to take over the guild one day. It was that damn teasing bitch from the Knights, the poison demon slayer, Ivy.

Every time he sees her in the guild, he can't take his eyes off her. The way her hips sway as she walks, the teasing flash of milky thigh when she wears that damn dress, the bounce of her breasts with each breath, and she teases the fuck out of him every goddamn time. He would catch her looking in his direction and then she would do something to make it worse. She might drop something and bend over at the waist to pick it up, giving him the perfect view of her ass. She would walk pass him and brush the tips of her claws along the exposed skin of his neck of hand. Thank God, he wears his jacket or long sleeved button downs all the time or who knows what she would do. All of it has him wound up to the point of snapping.

His ears twitch at the sound of the person on the other side of the barrier moving closer to the cloth, but he ignores them. Laxus relaxes back against the edge until another sound drifts over. He looks at where he knows the culprit is accusingly. Mentally challenging them to just try and annoy him. It isn't until the sound reaches him again a bit louder that he realizes what it is. A moan.

His eyebrows shoot up and his eyes widen. What the fuck!? The person behind the barrier moans again. Laxus can hear the feminine quality to it and knows it's a woman. There is a sharp intake of breath followed by a long moan. Laxus feels his dick twitch under the water as the sexy sound.

"Laxu~s" The long drawn out moan of his name surprises him, but what makes his dick swell is the familiar voice that called it out. The voice that he has wanted to hear call out his name for a while. Ivy! That sends his imagination into high gear. He can picture her flushed body glistening with a sheen of sweat from the steam. Laxus starts imagining how she must be touching herself while picturing him. He realizes she is teasing him again. Two can play at this game.

He moves to the barrier and growls lowly. Laxus smirks at the gasp it gets him. He sits beside her, the only thing separating them is the barrier. He wraps his hand around his cock and pumps slowly, the water acting as lubricant. His head falls back with a groan, his ears hyper sensitive to the sounds Ivy is making.

On her side of the barrier, she starts panting when she realizes that Laxus has joined her game and is pleasuring himself. One hand is on her chest, playing and pinching her nipples. The other is between her spread legs, thrusting two fingers into herself. The motion causes the surrounding hot water to hit her clit, pulling a moan from her throat.

Her ears twitch at the grunts and low groans of Laxus beside her, sending shivers down her spin. "Laxus." She whimpers as her head falls back onto the edge, her back arching. Her fingers work herself faster as she feels her climax approaching. Her panting gets louder with each sound he makes. She imagines him making those sound in her ear as his fingers work inside her and she pumps his cock. A low growl of her name sends her over the edge with a high pitch whine.

Laxus clenches his eyes shut, fisting his dick faster and fondling his sack, when he hears her find release. His eyes snap open as his control breaks. He stands up and grabs the bottom of the barrier and lifts it up looking at the spot Ivy should have been. There's nothing but a ripple in the water. He looks around, the glint in his eyes is dangerous. Laxus is about to take a step into the other half of the spring when a mouth closes around his dick in the water.

He hunches over as though hit in the gut and groans in pleasure, falling back into his seat. The mouth just follows him, sucking. His head falls back and he starts panting. Laxus grabs a fist full of the black hair floating in the water and pushes her to take more. He thrusts his hips up into the suction. Her tongue swirls around his length. She hollows her cheeks as she sucks, like she is drying to pull his soul out of his dick. He starts fucking the willing mouth under the water. Laxus growls as his is just about to cum, but the hand gripping the base of his cock pushes it back.

With a snarl, Laxus pulls Ivy onto his lap by her hair, "Why'd you do that?" She gulps in lungful after lungful of much needed air. Instead of waiting for an answer, he grabs her hands from his shoulders and clasps them behind her back with one of his hands. Licking his lips. Laxus uses his new leverage and pulls her down onto his thick cock, forcing her back to arch. Her eyes widen, and he muffles her scream by shoving two of his fingers of his free hand into mouth.

He thrusts up into her tight channel, pulling on her arms. Ivy sucks and nips at the fingers in her mouth as they muffle her sounds of pleasure. She treats his fingers like she had his cock, sucking and twirling her tongue around them. The arch of her back is almost painful, but it increases the pleasure of Laxus' cock stretching her wide.

He groans as her walls clench and spasm around his cock, pushing him closer and closer to his finish. Laxus leans forward and bites down on the peach nipple offered to him. Ivy bites down on his fingers as she cums with a high mewl. He pulls her down as he thrusts up into her a final time. His body thrums with pleasure as he sprays his load deep inside.

He lets go of her hands and takes his fingers back as he slumps against the edge of spring. Ivy falls against his chest panting. Laxus lifts her chin with his finger and slants his mouth over hers. He doesn't even bother to ask for permission, he thrusts his tongue into her mouth. She kisses back with equal fever. Ivy sucks and nips his tongue, playing with it as he rubs it against hers. Scratching his chest with her claws, she feels his dick twitch and reawaken inside of her.

Ivy breaks the kiss with a smirk, rolling her hips against his making them both moan. He closes his eyes in pleasure, gripping her hips. She leans up and traces his scar with her tongue, rocking her hips against his in a teasing manner. Laxus growls and pulls her off his lap, turning them around. He bends her over the edge of the spring with him kneeling in the water between her legs. Laxus grabs her hips and bites the back of her shoulder as he starts a brutal pace thrusting into her.

Ivy brings a hand to her mouth to bite down on, muffling her cries. "That's right. You gotta be quiet, or we'll get caught." Laxus chuckles in ear. She tries to glare at him over her shoulder, but her eyes roll back in her head as he thrusts harder. The water sloshes over the edge of the spring with their movements. The wet sounds of their hips slapping together and Ivy's muffled sounds are like music in his ears. He growls low in his chest giving a particularly hard thrust. He watches as her back arches and her hand start bleeding from her fangs.

He pulls out, flipping her onto her back, and thrusts back in before she even realizes it. He moves his hands from her hips to her inner thighs spreading her legs as far as they will go. Laxus thrusts in even deeper, groaning as she clamps down on him. He watches as her stomach clenches with each thrusts, her hand clawing at the edge of the hot spring, and her breasts bouncing with each collision of their hips.

He pulls her hand out of her mouth and shoves his tongue down her throat, swallowing all of the sounds she makes. Her bleeding hand tangles in his hair, tugging roughly making him groan. Their teeth and tongues clash in an animalistic battle for dominance in their mouths. His thrusts falter for a second as she bites his tongue. His hand comes into contact with soft fabric. He breaks the kiss to look, groaning as she moves to kiss and bite at his throat.

In his hand is her towel. A feral grin encompasses his features. He pulls back enough so he can shove the towel in her busy mouth. Her silver eyes are dark with lust as she glares at him panting around the gag. Laxus slows his thrusts but makes each one harder, teasing her back. Ivy throws her head back with a muffled moan.

He kisses her neck and chest until she opens her eyes to look at him. With a dark lustful look in his eyes, he smirks around the nipple in his mouth as he holds his pointer finger and thumb an inch apart just far enough from her face for her to see. Her brow creases in confusion as she pants, rocking her hips up to meet his thrusts wanting more speed.

Her eyes widen and she shakes her head frantically when she sees a spark jump between his fingers. Before she can grab his wrist, both of hers are pinned above her head by his other hand. She whines into the gag, tugging on his hold. Laxus grins down at the writhing woman below him. Watching how she tries to arch away from his descending fingers.

He thrusts in hard at the same time he brings the spark to one of her nipples. He groans as her entire body tenses, her body like a taunt bow string as she throws her head back screaming into her gag. Wanting the reaction again, he does the same thing with the other nipple. Laxus picks his pace up again fucking her like the animal he is. His hand trailing over all of her sensitive spots letting his magic jump from his fingers.

The electric shocks make her scream and mewl into her towel, thrashing underneath him as her climax rushes towards her. The coil in her stomach tightens with each thrust, each spark from his fingers, each lick of his tongue on her nipples, or bite on her flesh. It finally snaps when he pushes his thumb on her clit shocking the sensitive bud. Her visions goes white as the most intense orgasm rocks her body.

Laxus imprints the image of her cumming in his mind's eye. Her head thrown back with a silent scream, hair splayed around her, body tight and back arching, her eyes glassy as she is riddled with pleasure. Her pussy tightens around him, trying to milk him for all he's worth. He is only able to thrust a couple more times before he gives in and spills his seed into her, biting down on her neck till he breaks the skin. They stay like that panting heavily as they come down from their high. He licks the blood off her neck.

A few hours later, Ivy walks into the guild glowing with a slight limp. Laxus tails in a few seconds behind her. He goes over and sits at a table by himself, a smirk on his lips and completely relaxed. Ivy walks up to the bar and is greeted by Mirajane. "How was the resort?"

Ivy gives her a devilish smirk. "You were right. It loosened me right up. It was just what I needed." Mirajane gives her a confused look until she spots the dark bite mark on her friend's neck. She laughs, wiggling her eyebrows she hands Ivy two mugs, tilting her head in Laxus' direction. Ivy just smirks and nods, taking the offered drinks and walking over to the lightning dragon slayer.

Laxus blinks at the brass woman that makes herself comfortable on his lap. Ivy sets their drinks on the table and turns towards Laxus. She is greeted with a raised eyebrow. Chuckling, she traces random shapes on his clothed chest, feeling his heart beat under her hand. "That was the best stress relief I've ever had, and I don't plan on giving that up." Laxus smirks down at her. She looks up tilting her head to give him a good look at the mark he left. "Plus, this means I'm yours now."

He leans down and licks the bite mark, not caring who in the guild was looking. "Good, 'cause I don't like to share." He growls in her ear, enjoying how it made her shiver on his lap. She taps on her bite mark on his neck. "I don't either."

He palms her exposed thigh through the slit of her dress. Ivy purrs in his ear. "I'm curious what else you can do with that magic of yours."

She jumps when he shocks her thigh as he gropes at the flesh. He chuckles. "Curiosity killed the cat."

Ivy hums tugging on the collar of his shirt till her lips are brushing his. "But satisfaction brought it back." They share a lustful look before crashing their lips together.