Lucy and Laxus were silent for most of the trip back to Lucy's apartment. The celestial mage was exhausted and leaned against Laxus's arm for support. He didn't complain and Lucy was grateful for the crutch he provided.
She opened her apartment door and went to throw her keys in their usual basket.
"My keys!" she exclaimed. "We have to go back."
Laxus was still standing outside her door. He reached into his pocket and showed her the contents.
"Thank god," she sighed and hugged him. She released him and laughed. "What are you still doing outside? Come in. Let's get you fixed up." She grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. Laxus looked around the small apartment before taking a seat on the couch.
"I think I have a first aid kit in the bathroom, I'll be right back." Lucy left the room.
Once the bathroom door was closed, she rummaged around the drawers and found the medical kit. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was filthy. The eye makeup had run down her cheeks in small rivers. Her attempts to wipe the mascara away had only succeeded in spreading it further. She peered closer. Damn, she even had some on her forehead. She splashed cold water on her face and ran a brush through her hair. Lucy hesitated, and then dabbed on a little perfume.
She felt better when she reemerged and shot Laxus her warmest smile. "Found it." She held up the first aid kit.
Laxus was still on the couch with his arms resting on the back cushions. He looked good sitting there. Damn good. Confident. It made Lucy a little nervous.
"I sent Freed a message to let everyone know you are alright," he said.
"Really, how did you do that?" She set the first aid kit down and found some disinfectant.
"Thought projection," he said. "I can use it to communicate with Freed, Bickslow, and Ever."
"I bet that's convenient. Is the dance almost over?"
Laxus titled his head to the side and waited a moment before answering her. "Yeah."
"Oh, that probably means Natsu will be over soon. I'm kinda surprised he's not here already."
Laxus was still for a minute. Finally, Lucy interrupted his thoughts.
"What? Are you talking to someone?"
"It's nothing, don't worry about it." He smiled up at her.
Lucy leaned down to dab some of the medicine on his lip. The position was awkward and she fumbled. Laxus reached out and pulled her onto the sofa, draping her legs over his lap. "This will give you a better angle," he said.
Lucy blushed. She could feel his body heat radiating against the backs of her legs. She dabbed some of the disinfectant against his lip and he winced.
"Sorry," she murmured. Her gaze flicked to the jagged scar that ran across his eye before she looked away.
"It's okay," he said.
"What's okay?"
"It's okay to look at my scar. I'm used to it. I've had it since I was a kid."
Lucy couldn't resist. She reached up and let her fingers trace the flawed tissue.
"It's from surgery," Laxus continued. "The dragon lacrima is behind this eye." He reached up and brushed Lucy's fingers.
Lucy let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding and let her hand drop. She fought the urge to lean over and kiss him. Laxus had danced with her, kissed her, and rescued her. Now he was sitting on her couch and he looked good. Really good.
She put the disinfectant away and wiped her hands on her skirt. It was time to change the subject.
"Thanks for kicking the snot out of Bacchus."
Laxus half-coughed, and half-laughed. "That's one way to put it."
When he had stopped coughing, Lucy continued. "But before that, back at the dance…"
"Yeah?" he ventured suspiciously.
"You seemed mad at me. You grabbed my wrist. Why?"
Laxus sighed and looked around the room. He set his hands down on Lucy's shins and then removed them quickly, as if he hadn't realized what he was doing. "I was mad, but not at you. At least, I shouldn't have been." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I just didn't like watching you dance with the Arctic Man-Whore."
Lucy stared at him, unsure what he had just said. "Are you saying you didn't like that I danced with Gray?"
"Yeah. The Frozen Fudge cycle. The Ice Bastard. The guy with Tundra for brains. Gray. He was all over you."
Lucy laughed. "You seem to have a problem with him."
Laxus shrugged.
"What, were you a little jealous," she teased.
Laxus scowled. "It just seems wrong to kiss a guy and then let some other guy paw you."
Lucy's face flushed. "I didn't let him paw me. Besides you kissed me. And you said you just wanted to see what it was like. That doesn't sound too serious.
"Yeah, but I liked it." He paused and then spoke more slowly. "And I can make it more serious."
Laxus hesitated, searching Lucy's face. Lucy stared at him with wide eyes. She could feel something shifting in the room. Laxus leaned over and pressed his warm mouth against hers. Lucy closed her eyes and sank into the kiss. It started slowly, and then became more fervent. His lips moved in small circles, drawing her more deeply into him. When the kiss ended, Lucy's lips were numb.
Her eyelids fluttered open. "That was definitely more serious," she whispered. She grabbed the front of his shirt and leaned back. He fell on top of her and captured her lips again. His tongue slid into her mouth and mingled with hers. Lucy was melting. The things he was doing with his tongue were making parts of her throb. A large hand grazed her breast and she shivered. He pulled away again and looked at her.
"I can tell you are enjoying this," he said with a smirk. "But I won't do anything you aren't comfortable with. Do you want me to continue?"
She nodded and blushed. Laxus weaved his hand into her hair and pulled her head back against the sofa. Lucy let him. Her neck was stretched out and her back was slightly arched. The position should have made her nervous. She was giving up control. Instead, she felt herself relax. She wanted to give him control. She trusted him.
Lucy couldn't see his face but she could feel the weight of the lightning mage's gaze on her body. There was a pause and then Lucy felt Laxus's palm traced the curve of her breast again. He was being uncharacteristically gentle. He was either teasing her or testing her willingness. She hummed in satisfaction to let him know just how much she enjoyed his touch. He lightly skimmed his palm against the other breast and Lucy started to feel frustrated.
"More." She reached for his chest and stroked along the lines of the muscles there, trying to encourage him to move faster. He was still holding her hair so she could only look up at the ceiling.
"Not yet." His voice was deeper than it had been. He pulled her blouse up and exposed her flat stomach. "There's no need to rush." His fingers traced her belly.
"Why are you being so gentle?" she sighed.
He spoke so closely to her ear it sent chills down her spine. "Are you complaining? Don't worry, I won't be gentle for long." His voice was so low it was almost a growl. He licked the shell of her ear and she gasped.
Lucy felt more of her control slipping away. "What are you going to do?" she asked.
He cupped her breast. "Exactly what you want me to do. You just don't know it yet."
He adjusted himself so that his legs were between her thighs. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist. He rolled his hips and Lucy could feel the fly of his jeans rub against her panties. His pants had a definite bulge. He rubbed against her again, harder and her hips bucked involuntarily. "Shit," she breathed.
She was still pinned by her hair and couldn't move her neck to see him. Her lack of sight seemed to heighten her other senses. It felt like every inch of her skin was anticipating his touch.
"You liked that, didn't you?" he asked.
Her response was almost a sigh. "Yes."
He ground his hips into her again. "I've been watching you a long time. You're always so happy. You are always bouncing around the guild. You don't know what you've been doing to me. These…" He reached up and squeezed her breasts. "These have been tormenting me."
"I didn't know." Her voice was so slow like she had been drugged.
"It only seems fair that I torment you some. Don't you think?"
He lifted her blouse and pulled her right breast over the top of her bra. His mouth closed around her nipple and he began to suck. Lucy whimpered. "No, don't torment me. You don't want to torment me. Please!"
His tongue flicked back and forth, soliciting another whimper from her. His hips were moving at a steady rhythm now. Suddenly, his hand released her hair and Lucy could feel Laxus shifting. She looked up and saw him taking off his shirt.
His chest was massive. She started to sit up and then realized that half her chest was exposed. She started to fix her bra but Laxus pulled her hand away.
"Nah uh. That's counterproductive to what we're trying to do here." He pulled her shirt off and unfastened the bra. When her top half was completely bare, he pulled her into his lap so that she was straddling him. They kissed again and Lucy eventually relaxed enough to not feel embarrassed by her partial nudity. She loved the feeling of his warm skin pressed against her own. His hands slid along her back and down her ass. He grabbed her and started to move her back and forth against him. Lucy groaned into his mouth.
Laxus made a small "hmm" sound and grunted. He broke the kiss. "Damn, you are so sexy. I can't wait anymore. I need you now." He tossed her to the couch and she flopped onto her back. He stood up and unfastened his jeans. In one quick motion he had them and his underwear off. He stood above her a moment, letting her take in the sight of him.
Her eyes immediately went to his erect penis. It was long and thick. The tip of it almost reached his belly button. The pale skin was smooth and taught except near the base were large veins snaked out. She gaped and forced her eyes back up to his face. He laughed.
"I'll take that expression as a compliment."
He sat back down and moved her legs so that one of them lay across him. He started to lift her skirt and Lucy pushed it back down. Laxus gently moved her hand away and leaned over her stomach. He slid his tongue across her belly and she gasped.
"That tickles."
He lapped at her stomach more firmly and the tickle became a caress. He worked his tongue in circles as if he were French kissing the skin there.
She felt a hand on her thigh and her breath sped up. Fingers stroked the outside of her underwear and the writhing tongue motion stopped.
"You're soaked all the way through," he said in a horse voice.
"I'm sorry," she panted. Her face felt hot,she wasn't sure from her embarrassment or his ministrations. "I'm not usually this wet."
"Don't be sorry, it's a good thing. It will be easier to prepare you." His fingers slid along her panties again, pressing into them harder. His fingers were pressing the cotton fabric into the folds of skin there. He moved lower and found her entrance. He pushed his finger up and moved inside her before the cloth stopped him. He pulled back a little and then pushed hard, so hard that Lucy wondered if he would tear a hole in the cotton.
"Oh God," she moaned. It was frustrating to feel him so close to being inside her.
Laxus jerked the cloth to the side and slid a finger into her. Lucy made a girlish yelp and grabbed a fistful of his hair. "Oh wow, you're inside of me." She wiggled her hips and felt the digit move against her. Laxus curled his finger and Lucy arched her back. He slid his finger in and out of her before adding a second. The added girth stretched her and Lucy clenched her stomach muscles. There was twinge of pain and then she convulsed. An orgasm shot through her groin in small waves of pleasure. She cried out and felt heat rush through her.
When the last of the tremors left her body, Lucy opened her eyes. She hadn't even known when she had closed them. Laxus was staring at her with lust-filled eyes.
"You are incredibly beautiful to watch." His tone was low and seductive. "But I hope you don't think this is over."
Lucy grinned at him lazily. "I don't think I can do much more than lie here after that."
Laxus sat up and pulled off her soaked panties. He re-positioned himself above her. "That's fine. I don't mind doing all the work. I just want you to feel good." He slid the head of his cock against her and another small spasm ripped through her body.
"Ahh, oh god," she cried.
Laxus continued rubbing his erection against her so that he was covered in her liquid. "It's good that you are so wet. You felt pretty tight so this will make it easier."
When he was seemingly satisfied, he found her entrance again. It was like two magnets realigning. His muscles tensed and he began to press inside her. The progress was slow and Lucy could feel every inch of him as her body adjusted around him. Her earlier orgasm had left her relaxed which helped her accept his thickness. Finally, he completely filled her, but there was still more of him.
"Oh god, you don't fit," she groaned. She was so embarrassed, but he felt so good.
Laxus chuckled. "Its okay, you still feel wonderful. There are other positions we can try later that may be more accommodating."
He pulled back, almost as slowly as he had entered her, until only the tip of him was still inside her. Lucy clenched, trying to keep him inside and then he thrust back into her roughly.
"Fuck, that feels good," she cried out. She didn't usually curse but Laxus was having that effect on her.
Laxus pulled back again and repeated the motion several times, picking up speed. Each powerful thrust forward pushed Lucy further up the sofa and soon her head was dangling off the edge. She felt too weak to try and lift herself so she let her head bob with the motions.
He was starting to huff from the exertion. "Damn you feel so good Lucy." I don't think I'm going to last much longer."
Lucy could feel tension building up inside her. She was approaching her second climax. Second? Or was this her third? She couldn't tell anymore.
"Don't stop." She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him, pulling him deeper into her.
Abruptly, his speed changed and his thrusts became slow and hard. He rolled his hips, hitting new places inside of her. Spots appeared in front of Lucy's vision and her body rippled around him. She felt Laxus's cock twitch inside her and warm liquid filled her. They rode each other until they were completely spent and Laxus collapsed on top of her.
He stayed there for several minutes and Lucy listened as his breathing slowed. When his breath was close to normal he pulled out of her and rolled over. He pulled Lucy on top of him so that she could rest against his chest and stroked her hair.
She nestled against him and let his warm arms comfort her. He kissed the top of her head and spoke. "How do you feel?"
"Nice," she murmured. "Warm. Happy. How do you feel?"
"Like I just had really good sex."