I have no idea if this thing is even going to do well, but I have all these chapters done, so why not post a few, hm?

Disclaimer: Still not mine. Characters and Universe belong to Mashima. Blah Blah.

Oh, and dirty talk starts in this chapter, and it kinda continues throughout the rest so if that's not your cup of tea, probably should turn back now.

Chapter 2 "An Agreement (or, Basically Just More Smut, Let's Be Honest here)"

The party was winding down, the various guilds returning to their inns. With a passed out Natsu held up between us, Gray and I made our way back to the inn. I huffed in annoyance.

"Where's Erza, anyways? She could have carried Natsu all by herself!" I grumbled. Gray smirked.

"I saw her sneaking off with… ahem, Mystogan about a half hour ago. At least we each get our own rooms now that everythings over with," he laughs lightly, a slight dusting of a blush on his cheeks. I try not to turn too red, but at Gray's snort, I'm guessing I failed.

"Oh shut up. Let's just get him to his room," I mumble. I jerk my chin over my shoulder. "'Sides, there's a certain water mage following us," I grin, Gray standing upright and looking around frantically.

"What? Where?!"

I laugh. "Just kidding. I think," I add uncertainly. Gray harrumphs as we arrive at our inn. Luckily Natsu's room is on the ground floor. I kick the door open and we stumble forward to let him fall flat on the bed, snoring loudly. Gray crosses his arms.

"What an idiot," he grumbles. Natsu twitches and sits up straight, bellowing out a cone of fire at Gray, and flopping back down without waking up. I snort as Gray flails at his singed hair. "By the way, Lucy… what's up with the costume change?" he asks. My ears burn and my eyes widen.

"Um… uh…" I stammer nervously. "Spilled some wine all over myself, so I had Virgo bring me a change of clothes," I laugh awkwardly, walking backwards out of the room. Gray cocks an eyebrow. "See ya!" I call out, dashing out of the room and subseqantly the inn. Once back outside in the cool night air I pause.

"Shit. I have no idea where he is," I moan, my shoulders slumping. I sigh and start the short walk to the inn where my new room is. I start to walk past an alleyway.

"Where ya goin, Blondie?" the deep velvety voice startles me, my hand flying to my keys and eyes wide. A large hand grabs mine, holding it against my hip and trapping my keys. A large firm body presses against my back and warm breath tickles my ear. "I thought you wanted to… talk?" he breathes. I shiver, arousal shooting through me. I unconsciously lean back more against him. I feel his chest rumble with a deep chuckle, and his other hand slides to my hip, his palm warm. My breath catches, and I try to ignore the pooling warmth and desire deep in my stomach.

"Y-Yea. I wanted… t-to… Talk," I emphasize as much as I can. With an immense amount of self control, I step forward away from him and turn around to face him. I swallow thickly at his dark eyes. "Talking, Laxus. Not… that," I bite out. He nods slowly as his eyes rake over my body. I cross my arms, shifting when the action brings his smoldeirng gaze to look straight in my eyes.

"Right. Talk," he mumbles in amusement. His teeth flash in a flirty smile. "Of course. Where do you want to go?" he asks formally, and I giggle at his over-exaggerated tone of giggle trails off when he steps into my space and places his large palms on my hips, pulling my now trembling body to press against him. His scent fills my nostrils and my head starts to swim, my thoughts taking a noticably filthy turn. "I have a wonderful room we can use. It also comes with a very large… comfortable… bed," his silken voice purrs , his hot breath fanning across my forehead. His hand gently tips my head up to look into his eyes, his tongue slipping out to wet his parted lip. My throat suddenly feels too tight and I swallow loudly, blushing madly. I muster up as much bravado and sass as I can. I cock an eyebrow, and force myself to hold his gaze defiantly, even as those stormy eyes set my body on fire. I pry his palms from my hips and take a shaky step back, ignoring the heat of the tips of my ears.

"Will you be able to behave yourself?" I ask suspiciously. He laughs.

"I'll be honest here, Blondie. I'll try my best, but location really isn't going to matter to me," he smirks, eyes smoldering. "If you're willing to take that risk in a public place, be my guest…" he trails off suggestively. I falter. Okay, let's think about this. It's almost guarenteed that there will be something physical happening… maybe it would be best to be in a private place. I gnaw my lip nervously.

"Fine. Your room. But we're still just talking," I snap with as much confidence as I can muster. His lips curl, but he nods.

"This way," he says, walking off.

Once inside his room, I gulp again, fiddling with my scarf. Okay Lucy, you can do this. Laxus closes the door behind us crosses the room to lean against the wall. I look around, hoping for any kind of chair. When my search turns up nothing, I resign myself to sitting primly on the edge of the bed, desperately trying to control my rapid heartbeat. I watch as his tongue wets his lips absentmindedly, his shoulders flexing and nostrils twitching. A minute passes in extremely heated silence.

Get ahold of yourself! You've already had… had s-sex with him for fuck sakes! Twice in fact! Stop being so nervous!

His eyes never leave my own, the stormy color darkened. I tried to ignore the wetness between my thighs. I clear my throat.

"So we had sex," I blurt out, cringing at my own awkwardness. Laxus cocked an eyebrow, a look of amusement flitting across his chiseled face. "I mean… um…" I desperately try to unscramble my thoughts. Dammit, why couldn't sexy Lucy stick around?

"Alright Blondie, I'll start instead. Take a deep breath." He advises. With a deep breath of his own, he pushes off the wall to kneel in front of me, attempting to look as sincere as possible. "I… find you extremely attractive. And I like you. Uh…" he falters uncertainly, something I was not expecting. "I mean… well fuck, you're right. This is kind of hard," he mutters, his cheeks tinting pink, the sight making my heart swell enough to be worrisome. I smile a little. "Anyways. I… uh… would very, very much like to keep having sex with you," he says awkwardly. "Shit… that sounds bad…. I mean…" I pat him on the head, making his face twistch in confusion.

"Alright, let me try. So… Yes. I also find you attractive. And you're a pretty cool guy. But… um…" I hesitate, blushing brightly. "As you… ahem… discovered… I kind of don't have a lot of experience with this sort of thing so um…" I struggle. "I mean… I don't know. You don't seem like the kind of guy who dates… and I feel like if anyone at the guild found out, you might get castrated…" I mumbled in thought. Laxus cringed. "But… I guess… I'm kind of curious… I'm just also scared…" I admit sheepishly, my cheeks burning. His eyes soften and he smiles reassuringly.

"Why are you scared?" he asks genuinely. I blush.

"I um… okay fine. I'm scared I'm just going to embarrass myself, since I don't exactly know what I'm doing with this situation, and you're so experienced, and… and…" I trail off, choking up a little bit. Laxus grips my hands with his own and swallows thickly.

"I highly doubt you could ever embarrass yourself with me," he begins, voice gravely. "But, I'm also very, very willing to teach you if you want," he whispers, his eyes heating up again. "But I will respect whatever you choose. If you want, we can just kind of… see where things go. And if you decide you want to stop, then we'll stop. I'm not a very romantic guy, Lucy, I'm not going to lie to you. I've actually never even had a serious relationship. So if you're looking for a prince to take you off into the sunset, it's not me. But… I can't deny that I want you. A lot. Like, more than I've ever wanted a woman before," he ramblesa bit. My lips curve upwards and he smirks back. "I've been hard as a rock since I crouched down here," he says suggestively. My eyes widen and I slide my gaze down to his crotch where I could see his bulge. The sight has my core clenching in anticipation and a dark blush spreading, and his nostrils flare. "Fuck. I want you so bad, Lucy…" he groans to himself. I gulp. He takes a deep breath. "Anyways. It's up to you. All I can really offer you is a hot fuck buddy situation if you're interested," he says. I blink and take a moment.

Is that what I want?

I mean… I had always assumed I would lose my virginity to a man I love and who I'd have been dating for awhile… And I never thought I'd do the whole "no strings attached" thing… but I already h-had sex with him at a royal party. Twice, actually. My cheeks burn at the memory. Maybe a fuckbuddy situation could work for me. Maybe it's time I live a little, really let go of that porcelein princess persona everyone sees me as. Yeah! I don't need a boyfriend to have sex with a hot guy. I'm strong and independent. I'm a grown woman for fucks sakes!

My features settle into a determined expression. "I have one stipulation," I begin. "I get that this isn't a usual thing with these kinds of… relationships, if oyu can even call it that… but I don't exactly want to share," I hint, hoping he'd pick up on my meaning. His eyes sparked and he rose up and leaned forward, caging me between his arms and causing me to lean back onto the bed. My heart pounds furiously.

"I don't want to share either, Blondie," he growls. "If we're having sex, you are mine and mine alone," he continues, eyes blazing. My heart skips but I keep my determined expression. "And if I have to… make it work both ways for that to happen, I guess I can agree to it," he purrs against my neck, his nose skimming up my jaw. I shudder at the sensations.

"Then we're in agreement then? As long as we're…" I cut off as he nips at my jawline and lets his body start to lie on top of me. He chuckles.

"Yes. As long as we're having sex, both of us will be exclusive," he finished for me. I nod absentmindedly, my hand finding their way to his strong back.

"And as for the… relationship or whatever itself, we'll just see where it goes. And we should probably keep it a secret from the guild, for both our sakes," I tack on at the end. His head bobs in agreement, his hands stroking my sides. I gather my confidence and push him back, leaving him stumbling back from the bed with a confused look on his face. I hold his gaze defiantly and stand up. Just as I see the desperation and despair settle in his eyes, I grin deviously and slide my dress off slowly til it pools around my ankles. I resist the urge to cover myself and stand straight, savoring the way his eyes trace ever inch of my mostly nude body. I grip his belt and toss him onto the bed. I crawl up his body to straddle his hips, sucking in a gasp at the feeling of his hardened bulge pressing against my panty-covered core. I sat up and sensually ran my hands from my shoulders down to my bare breasts, playing with them while looking in his eyes. His hands shoot to grip my hips, his teeth clenched. I grind down against his bulge, letting a breathy moan slip between my lips teasingly. In the back of my mind I squeal in triumph. I have no idea where this confidence and sexiness is coming from, but damn, I am killing it right now!

"L-Lucy…" he groans deeply. I think back to some of the smuttier books I've read, trying to figure out my next move. I smirk inwardly before daintily sliding a finger between my lips. I lazily swipe my tongue around it, before releasing it with a pop. I bite my lip and trail the newly slicked finger down my body, pride bubbling up as Laxus's eyes widened and his mouth watered. I slipped my finger beneath my panties down to my throbbing clit, throwing my head back and moaning while I circled it shakily.

"Laxus…" I moaned while I touched myself.

"Holy fuck," he breathes. The next thing I know he has us flipped and my hand is wrenched from my panties. I look into his hooded eyes, the burning lust making my muscles twitch. He draws the finger to his own mouth, his lips closing around it. I shiver at the feeling of his tongue delicately swiping over it. He groans and his hips thrust against my still covered core. I purr at the friction, bucking my hips a few times before he stands up quickly and frantically sheds his shirt and pants. I sit up and stop his hand when it reaches to pull down his boxers. He pauses and I lick my lips in anticipation.

"I want a taste first," I breathe, my voice dripping with desire. I slip his bxers down myself and I gasp.

THAT THING FIT INSIDE OF ME?

I stare with wide eyes at his member, standing tall and proud. I can feel his smug little smirk and I look up at him. I was suddenly hit with the strong urge to prove something and wipe that smirk off his face. The smug look on his face twisted into pleaseure and shock when I close my lips around the throbbing head. His fingers thread through my hair and his breath quickens. I take my time studying his wonderful private appendage. I experimentally give him a few licks, letting my hands explaore on their own. It felt like silk covered steel, and the more I tasted it, the wetter I got. I throw myself into my task with gusto - I may be flying blind here, but it seems I'm doing something right. His panting gets more and more ragged until he he lets out a choking sound when I slide it as far into my mouth as I can, my tongue swirling and massaging what it could reach. His fist clenched in my hair and I allowed myself a smug look of my own. I look up at his face through blinking eyes.

"Fuck you look good with my cock in your mouth," he growls. My core throbbed and a fresh wave of arousal spread through me at his words. My eyes widen and I unconsciously suck harder and rub my thighs together for more friction. "Oh, you're into dirty talk?" he muses, that blasted smirk still on his face. I just blink. I guess I am. I let his cock go with a pop.

"I… guess I am," I breathe before swirling my tongue around the head. He roars and pushes me back to lie on the bed. He pulls my panties off, pressing a hot kiss to the crease between my thigh and ny core. So very close. His hot breath puffs on my dripping folds. Before I could do anything, his wicked tongue had shot out to slide all the way up my slit, a surprised wail leaving me at the sensation.

"Mmm. So responsive…" he hums. His tongue flicks out again, this time sliding between my lower lips and circling my clit. I yelp and grip his hair as he suckles on it, a finger coming up to circle my quivering opening teasingly. "Fuck you taste good…" he groans appreciatively, continuing his minstrations. He has me panting incoherently, my hips trying to grind against his face. I feel the edge fast approaching.

"L-Laxus… st-stop…" I gasp out. He pulls away quizically and halts. "I'm guna cum…" I explain desperately. He smirks and sucks on my clit again, making my head fall backwards and my back arch.

"That's the point, blondie." He teases, his finger finally sliding deep inside of me. I gasp as his finger quickly finds my sweet spot. I thrash my head back and forth, the knuckles on my fist of covers turning white. The coil in my gut is wound so tightly I can practically taste how close I am. I was so close… I had to act fast.

"I – I want…" I try to gasp out. His minstrations slow, his lips leaving my clit and his finger slowing to a lazy stroking. His breath puff against my folds.

"You want what, Lucy?" he growls. I blink the sweat from my eyes, my thoughts still swimming while he works my g-spot.

"I – want – " Itry again between breaths. I push myself up on my elbows to lock eyes with him. "I want you to make me cum with your cock," I breathe.

HOLY SHIT DID I JUST SAY THAT?!

His smug eyes widen in shock and his jaw drops. It only takes a split second for it to finally sink into his mind and he growls. He wrenches himself up my body, his hand gripping my knees and spreading them til they press against the bed. He slams his cock as deep inside of me as he can in one stroke, and the coil snaps. My back bows and I convulse as my vision blurs and pleasure flsuhes through my entire body, my toes curling. My convulsing walls clamp down on him and he groans at the feeling, savoring it for a moment while my orgasm continues. Before I can come down, he starts moving, and I clutch at his shoulders desperately.

"You're so fucking tight…" he moans. "God you feel so good..." he murmers. "Do you like when I fuck you?" he growls. Oh shit it's dirty talk. "Do you like when I slam my cock in your hot pussy?" he continues.

"Oh fuck Laxusssss…." Is all I manage, my eyes rolling back in my head. He snaps his hips swiftly while I ride out the waves, starting the fire again even before it finished. He slows and thrust long and deep, my fingers digging into his back as he hits that spot with each pass. He brings me back to the edge and I whimper. Suddenly, he rolls us over so I'm perched atop him unsteadily. I wobble until I get my bearings, my hands pressed against his chest for leverage. I take a chance to catch my breath, looking at him with wide eyes. He grins, his sharpened canines catching my eye.

"I wanna see you ride me babe," he purrs. My hips buck of their own accord and I notice the change in angle. I buck my hips again experimentally, rolling and rocking back and forth while I get used to the new position. He groans and reaches to my breasts, his fingers tweaking the pink peaks. I grip his hands with my own and press them closer to keep them there, though I'm sure he wouldn't have moved away anyways. I start to work my hips, seeking my own orgasm until he starts to softly thrust his hips upwards in time to my own. I gasp for breath and grind harder down. I twist my hips in a special way that has his eyes crossing and head slamming back against the pillow. I get closer and closer to the peak until he apparently can't take it anymore and flips us back over. "I'm guna fuck you til you can't walk," he growls in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"K-Keep talking," I plead. His lips brush my ear while his hips start thrusting.

"Your so fucking wet, babe. You feel so good on my cock," he starts. "Oh such a naughty little slut arent you?" I gasp, the insult actually turning me on more. He looks at me carefully. "Do you like being called a little slut?" he growls, but with a tinge of caution and care. I frantically nod, blushing brightly. "You're my little slut now, Lucy. Now take my cock, whore," my head flies back, a throaty moan breaking through my lips. I'm so close again. His hips are stuttering and his eyebrows are scrunching together in strain. "Cum for me. I wanna feel you cum all over my cock," he bites out through gritted teeth. "Mine mine MINE!" he roars.

The coil snaps again and I writhe in his arms, my walls milking his cock. He howls and I feel his release deep inside of me, while my own release drips out and down my thighs. We slam together desperately to ride out the high, our bodies jerking frantically.

When our hips finally slow down and we return to earth, Laxus shudders and slumps to the side. I shiver when he slips out of me. I lay there dazed while we catch our breath.

"So." He starts between gasps. I look at him. "Dirty talk, huh?" he grins, waggling his eyebrows. I slap at his arm and blush.

"Sh-shut up! I kinda just figured it out too!" I defend myself. He chuckles and pulls me close. When my heart and breath finally normalizes I nuzzle his neck. "But… um…" I start hesitantly.

"Hm?" responds lazily, his fingers tracing abstract shapes across my back. I swallow.

"I um… I don't know if I'm ready for the… the name calling part," I murmer in embarassment. He pulls me up so our foreheads touch, and he looks into my eyes.

"That's okay, Lucy. We don't have to do anything you don't want to," he breathes. I smile a little, heart fluttering at the unexpectedly genuine concern his voice holds.

"I mean… Yea, it apparently gets me going, but… can we kind of hold off on that particular kink? I feel a little… humiliated," I murmer uneasily. His eyes flash with worry and he cups my face.

"Babe, if that's what you want, that's what we'll do. It's alright. And if you want to wait to tackle that kink, well, there is plenty of other kinky stuff we can try first," he smirks. I snort. "But seriously. I understand. Sometimes people aren't ready to accept their kinks, and it's totally fine. There's nothing to be embarrassed about, okay?" he reassures me softly. I smile.

"Thanks…" I breathe. He pecks my nose with a quick kiss.

"Do you still feel humiliated? I don't want you to feel that way…" he worries. "I'll do anything I can to make you comfortable again," he adds sincerely. I chuckle.

"I'm fine. Let's just… recuperate for a little while, hm?" I giggle. "But just to make sure we're on the same page," I start, "I'm still into trying out dirty talk. It's just the… more extreme talk that I wanna…y'know…" I finish nervously. His lips capture my own and I melt a little.

"Whatever you desire, Blondie."

I originally had Laxus being a little more of an awkward sweetheart through the whole chapter, but then I htought, nah. Let's have him be a cocky seductive ass. It'll make the little bit of sweet even better. Wait, why am I even telling you guys this? I also just noticed that chapter 1 was 6k words long. Wtf. Sorry guys, these chapters are just all on a single word document, so I don't really realize how long these things are til I seperate them. But get ready, cuz the next chapter is when the funny stuff starts. At least I think it's funny. Fuck you, I'm funny.