Enter…. Mizore

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(Tsukune's POV)

The next few days may have been some of the most hectic in the history of Tsukune's school life. Aside from the fact that Moka and Erza had seemingly become rivals ever since their battle, Tsukune was now being pushed harder than he thought he had ever been pushed before. Moka was using their newly established bond as a way of judging when he was close to collapsing, and then wouldn't let him stop training until he just about did.

And in class, Natsu was an absolute train wreck to work with. He was hyper-active, didn't listen to Ms. Nekonome ever, and he seemed to be in every single one of Tsukune's classes. Thankfully, Erza was in most of the same classes as she seemed to be the only one who could actually control Natsu at any given point. This was especially helpful since Natsu and Gajeel always seemed to be butting heads over everything.

They argued non-stop over any topic that they disagreed on even slightly, and those arguments would often turn into full blown fights. Natsu would send fiery attacks at Gajeel, and he in turn would cover his skin in iron and basically try to bulldoze anyone that got in his way of beating Natsu.

It got even worse when other Fairy Tail members tried to join in. Erza and Natsu had brought along some friends who specialized in various forms of combat. One of whom was an ice mage named Gray who seemed to have a brother like rivalry with Natsu. When Tsukune asked him about it, and used that term when asking, he downright looked offended and had to be headed off by a blue-haired water mage named Juvia, who turned out to be Gray's girlfriend.

Once Gray had cooled off, he explained that Juvia had once been a type of stalker, following him around everywhere he went, and he even caught trying to peek at him in the shower once. When Tsukune asked him how they ended up together, he blushed and avoided the question by changing the subject immediately. The topic hadn't been brought up since.

It seemed that while Juvia had been Gray's stalker, she had one of her own in the form of Lyon, another ice mage that Gray had trained with when they little kids. They specialized in the same field of ice magic, which was essentially making things out of ice, although Lyon focused on creating mobile things while Gray focused more on stationary items.

There were a few other people that had been brought along as well. The first of which was a blonde haired girl named Lucy, who Kurumu immediately challenged to a boob size competition. She ended up losing as Lucy was just a little bigger than Moka was in terms of bra size. That left Kurumu in cranky mood for the rest of the day. She did end up making up with Lucy the next day when she, Moka, and Lucy got into talking about how hard it was to find bras that actually fit. Erza and another Fairy Tail member named Cana, who seemed to have a drinking problem of all things, joined in on the conversation later.

That was an awkward conversation for Tsukune, who was sitting next to Moka the whole time as she wouldn't let him leave. Tsukune had thought he was ok with the girl body considering how often he and Moka had…. extracurricular activities. But apparently he was only comfortable with Moka's body as he was full on red in the face by the end of the conversation. He had found out that Cana just flat out didn't wear bras, which wasn't that surprising considering the fact that she was always wearing a swim top of some kind.

Tsukune did eventually get away, if only for a little bit when he told Moka that he had to go to the bathroom. She reluctantly let him go so that he could. So, here he was hurrying down the hall towards the bathroom when the hallway floor suddenly turned to ice. Taking Tsukune's clumsiness into account, it was no surprise that he slipped and landed face first on the now ice covered floor.

"Ah, damn it I hope I didn't break anything," Tsukune said painfully, getting up off the floor very carefully, "Hey, who did that?"

"That would be me," a mysterious voice answered behind him.

Tsukune turned around to see a girl with long purple hair standing behind him, who seemed to be sucking on a lollipop of some sort. "Who are you?" Tsukune asked, getting into a fighting stance, wary of this new girl. If his training had taught him anything, it was to be wary of his opponent's potential skills.

"Relax, I don't want to fight you," the new girl said quietly, "I just want to ask you something."

"What?" Tsukune replied, lowering his stance but still remaining on guard, "What do you want to ask me?"

(Lyon's POV)

To say that Lyon was crestfallen would have been an understatement. After confessing his love to his beloved Juvia, to be turned down so flatly was pride crushing.

"That damn Gray, taking my precious Juvia away from me," Lyon thought mournfully, turning the corner of the hallway, "What does he have that I don't? I will make her see how perfect we are together, before he defiles her perfect body…."

As Lyon turned the corner, he saw Gray talking to a purple haired girl. They seemed to be arguing over something.

"Is Gray…. cheating on Juvia?" Lyon thought heatedly, "How dare he? Cheating on such a perfect woman like Juvia."

As Lyon walked towards Gray, intent on reprimanding him, he caught a snippet of the conversation.

"I already told you, I'm not single," Gray said to the purple haired girl, "Why do you keep bothering me?"

"Because," the girl replied smoothly, "You and I are meant to be. No one else can withstand the cold like you and me."

"I'm not gonna go out with you, end of story," Gray said harshly, "Now leave me alone, I have to go see my real girlfriend."

"But…." the girl tried to argue, but Gray was already walking away. After he walked a good distance away, the girl whispered, "Is this my curse? Am I destined to be alone forever?" she asked, with tears coming down her cheeks.

Seeing the girl in tears, Lyon couldn't stand by any longer. As he walked towards the girl, intent on comforting her, he noticed several things at once. For one, the girl was extremely beautiful. She had long, purple hair that matched her blue eyes. Second, her eyes reminded him of pure ice, which he found to be awe-inspiring. This left him with the same impression of her eyes. And thirdly, she did seem to exude a cold aura, as if her body was made of ice.

But far from being pushed away by it, like she said most everyone would, he was compelled to walk towards since he found it comforting. One of the few things he and Gray agreed on was that no ice-mage worth his salt should ever shiver from the cold.

"Excuse me miss," Lyon started, having reached her, "What seems to be troubling you? I couldn't help but hear a bit of that conversation, and it makes me wonder what you meant by your curse. Care to explain?"

"You… you aren't cold," the girl asked in wonder, "Do you truly not feel the cold around me?"

"Well, I could hardly call myself an ice mage if I couldn't handle a little cold now could I?" Lyon replied, "Oh, forgive me, here I am talking to you and I haven't even asked your name yet."

"Mizore," the purple haired girl replied quietly, "My name is Mizore Shirayuki."

"Well, Ms. Shirayuki," Lyon said smoothly, "What seems to be the problem?"

"I'm lonely," Mizore said sadly, "I exude a cold aura, so most monsters avoid me unless they want my body. And the one person who I thought wouldn't mind my aura just shot me down."

"I do not mind your cold aura," Lyon said matter of factly, "I happen to find it quite refreshing."

"Truly?" Mizore asked, as if she thought that she was dreaming.

"Truly," Lyon said truthfully, "And if the problem is you feeling lonely, then look no further. I shall rectify the problem for you."

"Oh well," Mizore said, in a slightly sexier voice than before, "If that's how you feel, then you wouldn't mind coming over to my dorm would you?" Mizore said, bringing Lyon's hand up to her breast. "I would like to get to know you better."

"Uhh, well uhh," Lyon said blushing. While it was true that he wasn't a virgin, he was the one who had to initiate if he wanted that to happen. He had never had a girl come onto him before. It was shocking to say the least. "And what about Juvia? I had promised myself to her," Lyon thought, only to be surprised at his next thought, "What about Juvia? She has never even shown me the time of day, while this girl actually seems to know how to take a hint. And she seems so willing."

"I would very much enjoy that as well," Lyon said smirking, as Mizore started grinding her sex on his knee. Deciding to take the lead, Lyon pushed Mizore against the wall of the hallway, and kissed her roughly.

Mizore wasted no time in returning his kiss just as passionately, locking her legs around his waist. One thing Lyon took pride was his kissing ability. Just about every girl he had ever been with had whined whenever he pulled away. Likewise, he wanted this girl to feel the exact same way when he was finished with her.

(Mizore's POV)

After Gray's flat refusal of her love, Mizore had been expecting another cold day all by her lonesome. So she was pleasantly surprised to find herself in a passionate lip lock with the man in front of her. And she had to admit, he knew what he was doing. The way he was kissing her made her feel all hot and bothered, a feeling her kind only felt was good if it led to where she thought this was leading. She was honestly surprised when she felt his tongue graze her lips, causing her gasp at the unexpected contact.

He wasted no time in taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, and explore every inch of her open cavern. After she recovered, she began to wrestle with his tongue by using her own. She wasn't going to allow him access without putting a bit of a fight. Their battle of tongues was brought to a swift when he won out over her due to her inexperience. Finally allowing him full access to her mouth, Mizore settled with exploring his in turn.

She didn't know how his knee ended up between her thighs, but she immediately began to grind her sex on it in a vain attempt to relieve some of the building pressure he was causing in her loins.

They eventually had to pull apart due a lack of air. "Care to move this somewhere more private?" the man asked, whispering the last part in her ear.

"Of course," Mizore said, still gasping for air, "Follow me." After disentangling her legs from his waist, Mizore began to lead the way to her room. It was easily the most agonizing walk of her life. She was hot and bothered the whole way there, and the fact that he wouldn't stop staring at her ass wasn't helping her.

By the time they reached her door, Mizore was panting and all she could think was the wild sex they were about to have. It seemed that he was thinking about that too, as he shoved her against her door no sooner than they had entered her room in the first.

Eager to begin, Mizore almost instantly whipped off her shirt leaving her in only her bra, skirt, and panties.

"Hey, slow it down some," he said huskily in her ear, "Have some fun with it." With that, he started kissing slowly down her neck. He went all the way down to the base of her neck, where he found her sweet spot, seeing as she immediately moaned her approval and squirmed when he started paying it special attention.

As much as she just wanted to sit there and appreciate the feeling of being ravished by the man in front of her, Mizore hardly found it fair that he was fully clothed while she was already shirtless. Deciding to help him take his shirt off, Mizore began to undo the buttons down its length. Luckily, it seems that he was quick to catch on as well, as he wasted no time in shrugging his shirt off once the buttons were undone.

Pushing Mizore closer against the wall, he skillfully reached behind her back and unhooked her blue and white striped bra, exposing her pale, C cup breast to air.

(Lyon's POV)

Lyon had to admit that Mizore's body was absolutely amazing. Her hips were just large enough to fit in the palm of his hand, which had been a great help during the passionate make out session earlier. And her tits were amazing. They were pale, almost white, with small pink nipples that stood erect from his ministrations. While they weren't as large as some other girls he had been with, they were proportionate to the rest of her body, something he found extremely attractive.

Lyon's own arousal was becoming painfully obvious at this point, considering how restrictive his pants were feeling right about now. And while he couldn't wait to get on to the main event, he had some apprehension as he had already guessed that she was a virgin. She may be willing, but he still had to be careful with her.

Deciding to dwell on that later, Lyon bent down to attacking her breast. Taking one of her nipples is his mouth, he massaged the other one in the palm of his hand. Mizore seemed to enjoy his idea, as she threw her head back and moaned loudly. Deciding to tease her a bit, Lyon began nipping the pink bud with his gently enough to where it wouldn't hurt, but enough to have her feel. The result was almost instantaneous as Mizore started whimpering from need. Switching positions, so that he was sucking on the other nipple, whilst massaging the other one with his other palm, Lyon reached his free hand down to her wrist and brought it to where his obvious bulge was located.

Taking the hint, Mizore started rubbing him through his jeans, causing him to growl into her breast and nip a little harder. Mizore yelped slightly at the surprise roughness, but then started rubbing him harder in the hopes that he would do it again. Not being one to disappoint, Lyon started nipping and sucking on Mizore's breast harder, almost to the point of slight pain. Mizore didn't seem to notice however, as her moans steadily grew louder from the pleasure she was receiving.

Pushing him away, Mizore grabbed the waistband of her skirt and shook them down her hips, hoping to tease him as payback for what he did to her. The plan back fired however, when he grabbed both of her wrists and started kissing her roughly again. As both of her wrists were pinned above her, all Mizore could do was kiss him back as best she could, and grind her pussy against his leg that had made its way back between her legs.

Continuing this for a couple of minutes, the need for air overcame their need for each other, as they broke apart. Mizore didn't waste the opportunity to say what she had on her mind. "Pants… hah… off… hah," she said in between gasps.

"As you wish," Lyon replied, huskily unbuttoning his pants as he did, "M'lady." Swiftly, pulling both his pants and underwear down, Mizore reciprocated by pulling her panties down after Lyon had let her arms down. As Mizore tried to pull her stockings off, Lyon hastily stopped her. "Leave those on," he said, smirking.

Obliging him, Mizore left her stockings on, and allowed him to guide her to the bed. Laying the both of them down gently, Lyon spoke up. "Ya know," he started, "It's hardly fair that I've given you so much attention whilst you have given me almost none."

"What do you want me to do?" Mizore replied playfully, "I'll do whatever you want."

"Be creative," Lyon said, the smirk once again returning to his face.

"As you wish," Mizore said, getting a playful glint in her eye. Kissing his chest, Mizore slowly worked her way down past his belly button to his rock hard abs. After tracing them with her tongue as sexily as possible, Mizore continued her descent down towards her real goal.

(Mizore's POV)

When Mizore came face to face with his cock for the first time, she had to admit that was slightly intimidated by the size of it. She put it around 8 inches or so, and about 2 inches thick. Going off of what she knew about guys, she decided that she should stroke it and go from there. After grabbing it gently, and slowly stroking it up and down, and hearing the appreciative that issued from him afterwards, she started to go faster and gained more courage because of it.

Deciding to be creative like he said, she gently licked the head, and immediately knew that she did something right because of the resounding groan of approval that followed suit. Going with her idea, she started licking his dick from base to tip. Every time she reached the tip, he would buck his hips upwards and let a groan. Loving the sense of control that she felt from this, she started swirling her tongue around the head, seeing as she guessed that was the most sensitive part, all the while jerking what she wasn't licking.

Deciding that she wanted to follow her brain, she popped the head of his dick into her mouth, and the resulting buck told her that he liked what she was doing. Bracing herself, she started bobbing her head up and down on his cock, taking more of him down her throat each time she did so. She ended up only being able to get about 6 inches of him in her mouth at once, so she settled with stroking whatever was left over as she sucking him off faster than before.

After sucking him off for a while, Mizore felt his cock grow bigger, and then felt her head being pulled off of his dick. Looking up at his curiously, she found him panting and with his cock twitching every so often. "You don't want me to finish before the main event do you?" he asked, with that smirk that she was coming to love present on his face.

"Of course not," Mizore responded, "That would leave me all hot and bothered for nothing."

"Oh, we can't have that," he said, pulling her onto the bed and then laying her on her back. Mizore, sensing that the main event was about to come, spread her legs for him waitingly. As he lined himself up with her entrance, his face took on a more serious note. "I know it's your first time," he said knowingly, "You know that this is going to hurt right?"

"I know," she said, glad that he cared enough to warn her, "I'm ready for this."

"Ok then," he said, slowly pushing into her waiting flower.

(Lyon's POV)

Even though he put it in slowly, he still saw the grimace of pain that flashed across her face as he went deeper. He kept going, as gently as possible, until he felt something stopping his path. Believing that is would be better to get it over with rather than draw it out, he pushed the rest of himself inside her in one, swift movement.

As Mizore gave a little cry of pain at her first time, Lyon tried to ease the pain by kissing her neck and not moving until she was ready. Once she calmed down enough, and told him to move, Lyon started to move slowly as to not push her to fast.

"Oh… oh," she moaned lightly, "Yes. Yes." As she slowly got accustomed to feeling of having Lyon inside her, she started move with him. "Faster," she said breathlessly.

Lyon, obliging her wishes, picked up the pace a bit. "Damn, she's so tight," Lyon thought, resisting the urge to pound her into oblivion, "And she cold too. But far from it not feeling good, I think it actually feels better."

"Ah. Ah," Mizore moaned, "Faster, harder."

Once again obeying her wishes, Lyon picked up the pace and increased the strength that he was thrusting into her with. At his point, the bed started to shake and sound of flesh on flesh could be heard echoing through the room.

"Yes. Yes. Yes," she moaned, steadily getting louder, "Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

Lyon, abandoning all sense of caution, began pounding her dripping pussy as hard and fast as he wanted.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed in rapture, "Yeah, more! That's it!" As the bed frame started slamming against the wall, and Mizore's screams of pleasure became louder and more carefree, Lyon started to grunt his approval. Her walls were gripping him like a vice, and he was loving every second of it.

When Lyon hit a certain spot inside her walls that made her screams get louder still, Lyon angled himself to where he would hit that spot over and over again. "YES! YES! YES!" Mizore screamed with all her might, "FUCK ME RIGHT THERE! DON'T STOP!"

Continuing to ram her with all of his might, their combined powers started to seep out and freeze the room around them; the temperature drop turning them on even more. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she screamed as Lyon started panting from exertion.

When Lyon started to feel his end nearing, he was surprised by Mizore flipping him over and starting to bounce up and down on his dick, her screams turning to loud moans as she concentrated on riding and likewise put less energy into showing her pleasure.

"Shit!" Lyon thought, "As much as I have always wanted to, I can't cum inside her. She would probably be pissed, and I don't want to ruin her first time like that."

But before he could act on his thoughts, Mizore pinned him to the bed, and screamed again. "CUM INSIDE ME!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, "DO IT! I WANT YOUR CUM INSIDE ME!"

"Never mind then," Lyon thought, "Looks like she wants me to. Well, I've never been one to disappoint."

Pushing her over to where he was on top again and started fucking her as fast as possible. "YES! UGGH… AHHH… I'M… CUMMING! AAAAAHHHHHH!" she screamed, announcing her release. The sudden tightness of her pussy, tipped Lyon over the edge as well. As he let out the loudest grunt of the night, he emptied his seed into her waiting womb. Suddenly feeling the fatigue of the day's events, Lyon rolled over to the side so as not to land on her.

"Haaa…. haaa…. haaa," Mizore panted, "That…. Was…. Amazing…."

"Same," Lyon said, too tired to think of a clever response. As Mizore rolled onto her side to cuddle with him, Lyon defrosted the bed so that he could the cover the two of them with blankets and allow both of them to drift off to sleep.

Well, first off. Sorry about not uploading all break. I was using the break to catch up with family and some me time since I didn't have to worry about school anymore. I also had a slight case of writer's block for a while so that put me off of my upload schedule by a lot. Anyway, I did write a longer chapter for you guys this time as a way of saying sorry, so I hope you enjoyed that. And Mizore is officially in the story, sorry it took so long. I decided to pair her with Lyon since Tsukune has Moka, and the other obvious pairing would have been her and Gray. But I think personally, it's okay if you think otherwise, that Juvia and Gray are a better match. And I felt that Lyon really needed a girlfriend, so he ended up with Mizore. She also needed a boyfriend, but not for the same reasons as Lyon. So that's that. This is also my second lemon I've ever written, so tell me if it's better than the first one, or if I should just give up on them entirely. And with that, I hope you guys enjoyed, and I hope you have a nice day, and had nice break and/or Christmas or whatever you celebrate. Bye!