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Chapter 3 "The Dragonslayers (or, Not Safe for Young Ears)"

Lucy POV

"We…hah… shouldn't do this – f-fuck- at the guild," I panted against the cool wood of the wall. Behind me, Laxus just swirled his hips to silence the train of thought. I desperately tried to contain my screams as he pistoned in and out of my tight body. The feeling of impending ecstasy that I had grown to know oh-so-well was looming close, just within reach. Laxus managed a chuckle behind me.

"Well – ngh – you should've known better than to – fuck – wear that fucking skirt in front of everyone," he growled, the sound sending sparks of passion running straight to my quivering core. He jerked his hips in just the right way, pushing me to the very edge of sanity.

"Well maybe you shouldn't –" my sassy retort involving the objectification of women died in my throat with the firm smack against my round bottom. I squealed in pleasure before he managed to cover my mouth with his massive, incredible hand. He groaned behind me at the clenching of my channel. "So… close…" I whimpered against his palm. I could fucking feel his smirk, and I felt a wave of aroused dread (a feeling I never knew existed before I met him). I squeezed my eyes shut and grit my teeth as his hips slowed behind me. He bent over my back, his warm breath tickling my ear.

"Close, huh? Do you want it, Blondie?" he purred. I moaned against his hand, jerking my own hips backwards in an attempt to finish myself. He slowly trailed a hand down my spine to rest teasingly against my ass. "Do you want to cum? Is that what you want?" he continued, the hand on my rear caressing me in slow circles, his agonizingly slow thrusts driving me insane. His lips brushed their way from my ear to my neck, his tongue darting out to lap up a drop of sweat that trailed down my skin. I growled myself and started to viciously thrust my body backwards, allowing a small smirk of triumph at his sharp intake of breath.

"You need to tell me what you want or I can't give it to you, Blondie…" he whispered against my skin, determined to win. He offered a slow, deep thrust that buried him so deep inside of me that I started to see stars. He kept himself there and slowly – oh so-fucking-SLOWLY – rotated his hips, letting me feel his member press against every single inch of my cavern. A moan slipped from my panting lips, the pleasure was almost too much, but at the same time, was just barely not enough.

"P-please…" I gasped, still muffled by his palm. His chest vibrated with a growl. I knew what he was about to say, but even still, his goddamn teasing still sent a fresh wave of desire through me.

"Please what, Blondie? Fuck you? Slam my cock into this hot little pussy of yours?" he purred. My body bucked of its own accord. That bastard – he knows what dirty talk does to me! I tried to muster the strength to glare at him, but all I could do was buck harder against him. He chuckled against my neck. "Do you want me to make you cum, blondie?" he growled. I could only nod my head frantically. He smiled. "You have to say it, Lucy…" My name on his lips broke any resistance my pride had left.

"I need it so bad! Please make me cum, Laxus!" I begged, whimpering against his hand. As soon as his name left my lips, he started up a pounding, insane pace. My eyesight went white and I barely registered the muffled yet wanton moans coming from my own mouth as the waves and waves of ecstasy washed over me in blissful release. I felt him expand inside of me before shooting his hot seed into my depths, coating my walls with his essence. I didn't even bother to struggle back to my senses – I let the euphoria bathe me in its wonderful warmth for minutes on end until it slowly ebbed away. I felt his panting face pressed between my shoulderblades, and realized he had brought us down to a sitting position, him on his knees with me still straddling him and leaning against the wall in front of us. He was whispering my name reverently against my skin, barely audible, yet loud enough to send warmth through my body.

"Fuck, Lucy. You're so fucking incredible," he breathed in awe, nuzzling his face against my neck and breathing deeply. I could only smile and nod.

"Look who's talking, Thunder God," I managed to quip, which rewarded me with a deep, genuine chuckle.

"Then I guess that makes you my Thunder Queen," he murmured, making my heart swell. As we caught our breaths, I swiveled myself around, swinging my leg with enough flexibility to keep him nestled inside of me, until we were face to face, my arms around his shoulders. I pressed our foreheads together with a contented sigh, a pleasured groan deepening my voice as he flexed his hips, pressing his semi hard member deeper inside of me.

"But in all seriousness, Sparky…" I gasped out, trying to retain my composure. "we really can't do this at the guild," I breathed, my head rolling back as his lips started to trail across my bared throat. He rumbled in what I think was agreement, but continued his maddening teasing against my throat. I sucked in a sharp breath when he thrust upwards, making sure I knew he was getting hard again. His hands wrapped around my waist and stroked up and down my thighs. One came back to firmly grasp my ass, causing a squeak, and the other trailed up to my cup one of my exposed breasts, which caused a strangled moan. I couldn't help myself – I shifted to wrap my legs around his waist, effectively sitting in his lap cross-legged. His lips feathered kisses up my neck to my lips, claiming them in a warm, yet passionate kiss. When he made his way to nibble on my ear, his hips now rocking slowly, I bucked my hips before I realized –

"Dammit Laxus, we're having sex again!" I moaned, trying to be smart and protest because, I mean, we are in the goddamn Guild hall with all our friends and family downstairs and separated only by a (luckily) locked door. He just chuckled in my ear before thrusting his hips upwards. I gasped. "We – have to- stop," I tried, my voice sounding completely non-committed even to my own ears. "We gotta stop before they realize we're gone," I tried again, clenching my eyes shut and hissing in pleasure as my hips rolled of their own volition. He hummed absentmindedly.

"We'll… mmm… we'll just have one more… just a quickie… then we'll go back…" he breathed. I managed a giggle between pants.

"Let's… hah… try to do this in five minute…." I tried to reason with both him and myself. He nodded absentmindedly before looking into my eyes.

"I can make you cum in five minutes, but you'll have to gag yourself…" he said smugly. I narrowed my eyes, and with what must have been a surprising amount of strength, pushed him down on his back. He looked up with wide eyes and I grinned deviously.

"I'll make you cum in five minutes, big guy," I purred cockily, his eyes widening in surprise. "Just try to keep quiet, kay?" with that, I began to ride him viciously.

"F-FFFFUUCk-" he groaned out, throwing his head back and clenching his eyes shut, reduced to only being able to grip my waist and hold on for dear life. I smirked in pride, managing to hold my smug expression long enough for him to see before I reached over and grabbed one of my discarded long sleeves, wrapping it around my face as a makeshift gag. The sight must have been sexier than I thought, based on his facial expression. I ran my hands up my own body, cupping my breasts sensually and threading them through my undoubtedly wild hair, a light blush dusting my cheeks. I locked eyes with him, my pride blowing up at his dazed, dumbfounded, drooling face. His hips were trying their hardest to buck and take control, but I rode him harder and harder until we were both on the edge. I could tell that he may actually explode before me, so I acted on a whim – I trail one of my hands down my body to rub at my own clit, and pull down the gag long enough to purr "cum with me, big boy."

His eyes bulged and his back arched, the feeling of his hot cum being the final push I needed to send me spiraling over the edge again. In my last moment of mental clarity, I replaced the gag – and then I threw my head back in an acceptably muffled scream, both our bodies jerking erratically through our release. I slumped forward onto his broad, heaving chest and his arms wrapped around me possessively.

"That – That was fucking insane, Lucy…" he breathed. I could only nod, but he shook his head. "No, I'm serious – No one has ever, in my whole life, made me cum that fast," he laughed shakily. I giggled, surprisingly at ease with the fact that he just mentioned his former lovers. I raised my head to brush my lips against his.

"Are you saying I'm better than all of the other women the great Laxus Dreyer has bedded?" I purred. He grinned, nipping at my lip.

"You were always better than them, babe. But this… this was insane," he murmured. I grinned stupidly. For some reason, the knowledge that I was better than all the other women he'd had just made my pride explode, and I found I no longer felt a single bit of jealousy. Our lips met in another heated kiss, before I pulled away abruptly and glared at his dazed yet confused face.

"We are not having sex again right now, mister," I said drily, pulling myself off of him and suppressing the shiver that came with the action. I stumbled awkwardly towards my clothes, my legs still rather jellowy, and began to redress. I heard him prop himself up and looked back to see him making a painfully adorable pout. Seriously, no one should be able to make that adorable of a face while still being as panty-droppingly sexy as he is at the same fucking time. I don't know whether I want to pinch his cheeks or ride his cock. What the hell! This is so not fair!

I must've been making a funny face because he started to grin and waggle his eyebrows. I stuck my tongue out, knowing it always teased him, and returned to putting on my clothes. I heard him grumble before shuffling around to re-dress himself as well. Once we were both clothed once more, we looked each other over, trying our best to make it look like neither of us were just fucked mere minutes ago. Laxus sighed is disappointment and pouted, causing my eyebrow to raise.

"I really wanna kiss you again, but I don't know if I'll be able to stop again once I start," he grumbled. I snickered.

"Tell you what – we just gotta go back down there, put in a bit more face time to avoid suspicion, then I'll make some excuse to be away from home and we can meet back up in your bedroom. Is that acceptable, you horndog?" His face soured comedically at the name I chose, but begrudgingly nodded. I grinned at him before bouncing to the door and letting myself out, figuring he needed a few more minutes to, ahem, cool down.

On my way back downstairs to the main beer hall, I unfortunately looked over at Gajeel, who was currently guffawing while Levy poked his cheek in confusion. My stomach dropped. There's no way…

HE FUCKING WINKED.

HE KNEW HE KNEW OH GOD HE KNEW.

FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THE DRAGON HEARING.

I felt my face turn white as a sheet at this realization, and frantically looked around for the other two slayers.

OH MY GOD I CORRUPTED WENDY IM A TERRIBLE PERSON

The internal screaming intensified as I saw Wendy with a bright red face, looking about as uncomfortable and mortified as possible, shaking her head frantically at Carla who was most likely asking what was wrong. My eyes widen in absolute mortification as the little slayer accidentally made eye contact with me only to visibly shake, squeak, and bury her face in her arms on the table. Fighting the urge to just run and hide under a rock for the rest of my life, I try to slowly make my way to the table currently inhabited by Cana, Erza, and Gray. During my walk of shame, I continue to glance around the room, and allow myself only the slightest bit of relief when I didn't see a certain pink-haired slayer. I put on what was probably a much too wide smile and took a seat, trying to blend into the conversation. And then Erza looked at me and I'm pretty sure I just stopped breathing.

"Where did you run off to, Lucy?" she said it in a completely neutral, 'only for curiosity' tone of voice, but I knew. I saw the scrutinization. I see how her eyes have that glint that appears only when she's studying something deeply. Shit…

Think Lucy, think!

"Oh, y'know…" I started, actually surprising myself at the calmness with which I spoke. "I was just-"

SLAM!

"GRAY YOU DROOPY-EYED BASTARD I'M GUNA PUNCH YOU IN THE STUPID FACE!"

I have never loved my pink-haired best friend more than at this moment. Natsu made his usual, obnoxious entrance, and made a beeline for the (surprisingly only) shirtless Gray, who leapt to the challeng and smashed his forehead against his.

"THE FUCK YOU SAY, FIRE-CROTCH?"

And just like that, Laxus was able to keep his lovely genitals on this day, because Erza was immediately distracted by the resulting brawl. I used this as a chance to slip away from the table and up to the bar, effortlessly dodging a chair that flew past my head.

"Hey Mira, could I get a milkshake?" I ask sweetly, the silver-haired bartender/demon smiling back.

"Of course, Lucy! One second!" she responded brightly, disappearing into the kitchen for a moment, also dodging a piece of table on her way. I could feel his presence even before he came to stop next to me. I pointedly kept my eyes forward.

"Hey Kinana, can I get a beer?" he grunted. The purple haired bartender nodded easily.

"Of course, Laxus-sama. Just one moment!" she responded calmly, continuing her walk towards Elfman and Bickslow. I quickly smacked him on the arm and he glared at me from the corner of his eye. He shrugged his shoulders as if to say "what?" slightly enough to go unnoticed.

"Never again at the guild!" I hissed as quietly as possible. He smirked so very slightly that it was almost imperceptible. I shot him a glare quickly before returning to acting like I was waiting. "Seriously! There are other slayers here!" I continued quietly. Luckily his eyes widened a fraction and his jaw clenched. A very light blush dusted his cheekbones. He side-eyed me and I nodded slightly.

"Gajeel. And worse? We corrupted Wendy!" I hissed urgently. "Oh shit!" was all he breathed, and he very pointedly stared straight ahead at the wall, which was made harder by the distinctive "gihi" that came from a particular corner.

"Luckily Natsu only just got here, but still! They can probably hear us right now! We're only fine because Natsu is far too focused on beating up Gray to listen to anything!" I breathed. Laxus gulped and crossed his arms, but I could see his fear as he eyed Erza, who was beating the two over the head with what looked like a section of a support beam.

"Here you are, Lucy!"

Laxus visibly flinched at the voice of the resident demon-matchmaker but quickly recovered. Unfortunately, it was noticed. Mirajane blinked owlishly at the stoic slayer as she set my milkshake down in front of me. I joined her in staring at him. "You okay there, Laxus?" she asked, concerned but with just enough suspicion to immediately make my heart rate skyrocket. Laxus grunted.

"Sorry, just have a lot on my mind and zoned out a little," was his muttered reply. Mira glanced at me and I managed to perform an extremely convincing "I-have-no-idea" shrug. Kinana walked by just then and handed him a frothy mug on her way towards another table. He grunted again and made his way over to where Freed had joined Bickslow and Elfman.

"Okay, then." Mira shrugged and I giggled convincingly and sipped on my milkshake before striking up a conversation.

All was going well for almost an hour until Natsu had to be his usual nosey self (pun intended). He plopped down in the stool next to me and started to order something before freezing and tilting his head. He looked at me and blinked rapidly. And then, it happened. He fucking sniffed at me.

Oh god he can smell him on me.

I looked at him offended, and leaned away (not that it would help). He squinted at me and sniffed at the air again, leaning forward.

"Hey Luce, why do you smell like-" I slapped my hand over his mouth at lightning speed, making reflexive eye-contact with Laxus on the other side of the room, who was glaring at the pink haired fire mage.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT IT'S RUDE TO SNIFF PEOPLE!" I shrieked an octave higher than was probably normal. He cocked his head and blinked again and I withdrew my hand.

"Well yea, but you smell like-"

"LUCY KICK!"

"GWAAAAHHHHH!"

He crashed against a table, his weight snapping it in two. He groaned from the pile of broken table, his face looking comically unconscious.

"Uh oh. Natsu made Lushey mad again," I peeked to my side and sure enough, there was a blue cat sitting in front of me, nodding sagely. For some reason I felt the need to defend myself.

"Hey! He kept sniffing me and that is like, super rude!" I protested, looking to a giggling Mirajane for help. She shrugged.

"I mean, you're right. It is rude. It's still funny though," she snickered delicately. Natsu stirred back to consciousness and crawled back to his seat, crossing his arms and pouting. After a moment I took pity on the poor boy.

"I'm sorry Natsu. Just stop sniffing me! Alright?" I pleaded gently. He flicked his gaze at me and grunted in acceptance. "I get that you automatically smell everyone and everything, but just, like, don't be weird about it, kay? And for God's sake don't comment on it! Like, ever!" I continued softly, getting sterner as I went. He huffed and looked at me.

"But I just wanna know-" he started

"Don't. Comment. On. It." I said a little more forcefully, trying to communicate that he needs to drop the subject. He cocked his head in thought this time, still scrutinizing me, before his eyes landed on my lower neck. I gulped – there's no way I have a hickey, right? His eyes widened then he grinned broadly and his eyes twinkled.

"Ha! No problem Luce! I get it!" he announced. "I'm so happy for you!" he whispered, thankfully in an actual quiet voice. I nodded nervously.

"Okay then. We good?" I ventured, a little unnerved. Is he actually picking up what I'm saying? I'm afraid to ask… for all I know he's completely misunderstood the entire thing. Better just let it drop.

"For sure, Luce! Anyways, think we could take a job tomorrow?" he asked excitedly, hopping up and down. "If it's, yknow, alright?" he whispered quietly, shooting a glance towards…

Oh. Okay. Yep, he knows. That is a hell of a lot better than I thought he would take it.

"Ahaha, sure!" I laugh awkwardly, catching Laxus' eye and noting the raised eyebrow. There's no way this is going as smoothly as it appears, right? Happy jumped in my arms and nuzzled against my collarbone.

"Yay! Lushie's guna come on a job! Let's take a fishing job!"

And just like that, it was made clear that we had managed to survive the day – well, mostly.

Okay, so we probably scarred poor Wendy for life and I doubt Gajeel will ever let us live this down, but, I mean, neither of us got killed by Erza and/or Mirajane, so I guess we're good!

Poor Wendy. And Lucy. From this point on, Chapter titles will refer to whoever is the next person to catch our two favorite blondes. And based on their inability to keep their hands off each other, it'll be a few. ;)

Kay guys, three chapters right off the bat is probably spoiling y'all. Drop a review, or two. Or not. It would probably make me upload the next chapters faster.