Sorry bout the wait. Classes started up again, yada yada. I don't own Fairy Tail or its characters blah blah same as always. Okay. Honestly, this was a smut chapter I threw together as a second thought once I realized I needed to wrap up a miniscule plotline that I set up. Continuity errors bother me. Anyways, I'll admit, it's not my best work, but I feel it's (somewhat) neccessary.
Warning - sort of dubcon. I mean, kind of. Laxus and Lucy are pretty well established so it shouldn't come off creepy, but I do feel anything that can be considered dubcon should always be labeled.
I can't decide if letting slip to Cana my current sexual predicament was a good idea or not. She's either a genius or she has a deathwish. Regardless, I was currently trying to decide how to approach the fact a half dozen male strippers were filing into Mira's living room. This was also the first real moment I realized how true Levy's statement was when she mentioned that a mated couple is incapable of being attracted to anyone else.
There was a slow burn in my veins from the alcohol – both Mira and Milliana were for some reason determined to get everyone plastered. Levy swiveled from her spot perched on a chair to look at me with wide eyes. She squinted at nothing in particular, eyebrows furrowed in thought.
"Is it wrong that I'm a little curious what he'll do?" she asked. I tilted my head to the side and mimicked her expression.
"Honestly? I'm pretty sure that's the whole reason she's doing this," I offered. Levy shook her head with a smirk.
"I'm going to need to be more drunk for this, I think," she giggled, heading to the makeshift bar to refill her drink. I met Cana's eyes and her smile turned wicked. I narrowed my eyes at her as one of the strippers hit the button on a stereo, a blood-pumping beat blaring from the speakers. My fingers tapped the rim of my glass. Well, I was trying to push Laxus as far as I could to make him snap. I shrugged and stood up to join the impromptu dancefloor. I sidled up to Cana.
"Cana, you realize there's three dragon mates here, right?" I asked loudly over the pumping music. She grinned deviously and slung her arm around me.
"Don't worry. You can thank me later," she yelled. "Trust me, you won't get Laxus to loosen up enough for what you're trying unless you give him a little push," she continued to explain, winking at the closest stripper and pulling away to start grinding on him. I laughed sarcastically.
"A little push?" I giggled. Cana shrugged.
"Or, you know, a big push," she admitted, pulling a drink from seemingly nowhere to bring to her lips. I sighed and knocked back the rest of my drink, excitement starting to bubble up in me. A stripper chuckled deeply next to me and I eyed him. He was aesthetically pleasing, that was obvious. Tan skin, golden hair, a chiseled jaw. He moved closer to try and dance with me and I took a step back.
"You're not going to want to touch me. Seriously," I deadpan. He shrugged, but smiled.
"Suit yourself," he chirped happily.
A few drinks later, I heard a thunderclap and froze, eyes wide and heart hammering. The wave of arousal surged through me as I realized what was about to happen. Cana appeared next to me and ushered me towards the back door. I looked at her in confusion for a second and she winked.
"Better start running, Luce!" she snickered. Understanding hit me and I broke into a sprint out the back door towards the treeline at the end of the lawn. As I broke through into the woods, I heard a roar behind me and adrenaline surged. Was this a terrible idea? Probably. It was a gamble, and it could end very badly.
My feet pounded against the ground, and my hair stood up on end as I heard something crash against a tree far behind me. He was in the woods now.
That was fast.
I ran as far as I could before my toe caught on a root and I flailed my way to the ground with a loud "oomph!". I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and caught a glimpse of a familiar hulking figure retreating into the shadows – but a pair of glowing eyes burned in the dark, sending shivers running down my spine. I scrabbled to my feet and backed away from the sight, swallowing thickly as he stepped out from behind a tree to stalk closer slowly. His form glowed with sparks of lightning, his face dark and predatory.
"Better run, little girl," he growled lowly, eyes flashing menacingly. I bolted the other way, swerving through trees, his dark chuckle following me. I could feel his presence all around me, and I whipped my head around frantically. The distraction led to me running smack into a solid wall of flesh.
I fell on my ass and groaned. His shadow loomed over me, illuminated from behind by the light of the moon. I rolled over and tried to crawl away quickly only for a large hand to grab my shoulder firmly and flip me over. He crouched above me, his body dwarfing mine, and I chanced a look downwards to see a prominent bulge. The sight sent shocks straight to my groin and I licked my lips unthinkingly. He loomed closer, causing me to slowly crawl backwards as he advanced until my back hit the rough bark of a tree.
"you can't run from me, pet," he growled lowly, sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. I felt his hot breath on my neck and pleasure surged through me at the feeling of his tongue snaking out to trace my jugular vein, the wet appendage hot as lava against my shivering skin. Not quite ready to give in just yet, I shoved him back with a shriek just enough to roll away. I scampered to my feet and took off into the woods again, the ache between my thighs throbbing with need at the thrill. I barely made it ten feet until his arms snaked around me and we tumbled to the ground, his arms thankfully caging me so that the fall was cushioned enough to avoid injury. We rolled until he had my arms pinned above my head and his hips straddling one of my thighs, his knee pressed to my core. A moan slipped out and my hips rolled against his knee, seeking friction.
"You were very bad, Lucy," he growls lowly. "You know you're mine and mine alone," he continues, leaning closely to harshly nibble my ear. I squeaked and he chuckled darkly. "No one can hear you Blondie. It's just you and me, and there's nothing you can do to stop me," his voice rumbled, his dark words sending a fresh wave of arousal through my veins. My chest brushed his with every gasping breath and one of his hands gripped my cheeks roughly, jerking my head to the side to provide him access to my neck. He scraped his teeth against the sensitive skin, tongue laving each mark as they're made. HE was everywhere, and it almost felt like I was suffocating, and I loved it. Suddenly he pulled back and flipped me over on my hands and knees, hand ripping my pants down enough to expose my soaking wet folds to the night air. His nostrils flared and his chest rumbled, hand immediately seeking my entrance. I moaned long and low when his fingers made contact and he sucked in a sharp breath. With no warning he skewered me with two fingers, drawing a squeak from my quivering lips. Just as quickly he pulled them back out and I felt him pull his own pants down and his hot cock teased my opening. There was a moment's hesitation and he hunched over my still clothed back, his throbbing head probing my entrance.
"Scream for me," he growled, and then he slammed his cock inside me so hard my eyes rattled. A pleasured scream tore from my throat and my back arched. He was rough – every jarring thrust made my breath gasp out. His fingers threaded through my hair, gripping tightly and pulling just hard enough for little pinpricks of pain to burn on my scalp. His free hand wrapped around my hip in a bruising grip, periodically squeezing roughly. He slipped in and out faster and faster, blanking out any thought my mind could even begin to form. His skilled movements, while frenzied were just as maddeningly pleasurable then ever. The coil was tight and ready to break, blissful release within reach and approaching quickly. And then I had a mouthful of dirt.
My eye widened in surprise with my scream coming out muffled, and I came to the realization that Laxus had pushed my head down and shoved my face into the dirt. His continuing thrusts and heavy hand pushed me even farther and my face got pushed further into the dirt, bits of moss pushing up into my nose. I let out a muffled sound of disproval but his hips didn't slow, his grunts and growls revealing how unaware he was of what he was doing. A particularly hard thrust pushed me down enough to cause my tongue to touch the dirt and I bent my head to the side angrily.
"FAIRY TAIL! FUCKING FAIRY TAIL, LAXUS!" I screamed in irritation, the feeling of dirt on my tongue overcoming by body's desire for release. His hips stuttered for a second before he was off and out of me in a flailing backwards fall. I spluttered and spit, trying to rid the earth from my mouth and nose, the gritty feeling of it sticking to my teeth. I looked at Laxus with a glare, and I almost laughed at his dazed and confused expression. In the back of my mind, I made sure to note that he had actually stopped himself mere moments from release in the middle of fuflfilling his darkest kink – an impressive feat for a horny dragonslayer. He was hunched over on his knees, his pants hanging low on his hips and his erection at full mast. His chest heaved in exertion.
"What? What is it? Are you okay?" he blabbered, running a hand through his messy hair, the wild look in his eyes still gleaming.
"You shoved my face in the dirt, you dick!" I groused between splutters. He crawled over and his hands hovered around me awkwardly, uncertain of how to help with this situation.
"I'm…. shit, I'm so sorry, Lucy!" he stammered guiltily. I reached out and flicked him in the middle of his forehead, making him grunt in surprise and fall backwards. I leveled a glare at him, but the throbbing in my core refused to wane, my libido ramping back up from the barely restrained lust rolling off of him.
"Just… Fuck, Laxus. Just don't push my face into the dirt for fuck sakes," I grumbled, crossing my arms stubbornly. He nodded frantically, and we stared at each other in heated silence, locking gazes. Minute passes before I cave. "Dammit. That was super fucking hot and I wanna finish," I mumble quietly, blushing deeply. He smirked and pounced immediately. "Just keep the dirt from my mouth- Nnngh!" I break off breathlessly as he slams back in, the fire proving itself to be just as hot as it was before the interruption.
The kinky game of cat and mouse continued into the wee hours of the morning, until we both collapsed on the forest floor, bodies covered in sweat from the most recent chase and following bough of sex. As I caught my breath I smirked a little, a devious idea popping into my head. My fingers flexed in the dirt. "Hey, Laxus," I sang, and he flopped his head to the side to look at me. I locked eyes with him… and promptly shoved a handful of dirt against his mouth.
"LUCY WHAT THE FUCK!" he spluttered and spat, clawing at his tongue. I cackled mercilessly.
And there you have it - Laxus' secret kink he's ashamed of is a sort of stalking/dominating his prey thing. Which kind of makes sense given his dragon instincts. I'm not sure Lucy being on board with the whole predator/prey roleplay is completely in-character, so I'll admit that, but for this story dragonslayer mates are perfectly in sync - so his kinks correspond with hers. It's a super romanticised, unnaturally perfect sexual relationship. Because it's fanfiction, and all the messy, awkward, and/or unpleasant parts of sex are left out.
Next chapter is the super cheesy final chapter, aka Erza and Jellal's wedding. I'll try to put it up much much quicker this time.