Holy Moly, over 1.5K people have seen this story! Thank you each and every one of you beautiful people!
I just wanted to let everyone know that I have started reading the manga, and hopefully that can clear up a few of my mistakes. I had originally watched the first season of FT on Netflix, so I had no idea who Wendy/Sting/Etc etc were. I'm starting on the 19th book right now, where the gang deals with Nirvana. Ohh, it's so good! And can I just say how much I love Cobra? I think we need more Cobra/Lucy stories on here!
A few things I also wanted to mention real quick.
Again. I don't like Lisanna. I don't know why, but I just don't. So for this story, bitch is nuts.
We're finally getting to the plot! Woohoo! :D
I know I usually post a chapter a day, but I got caught up reading other fan fictions on here yesterday. So I typed up a fairly long one for you guys today.
Enjoy, please let me know what you think, and PM me if you want. I love talking to people, and I want to know who some of my readers are!
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Hiro Mashima owns the FT Universe. Lucky bastard.
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Chapter Five: Give Me All That You Have
Lucy's POV
Laxus picked me up around the waist and threw me on the bed. He stood there, looking down at me, and the look in his eyes startled me. He looked feral, his body tense, and he just looked at me. I was on my back, legs bent and my elbows were holding my upper body up. I bit my lip and he didn't move a muscle. He oh so slowly devoured every inch of my body with his eyes, igniting me like no other has before him.
I have taken a few men to bed with me before, but I wasn't exactly experienced. They had all been guys I had dated for awhile, and I had never had a one night stand. Was this going to be my first? The mere thought had my heart thumping harder against my chest. I realized that I wanted to know this man, physically and mentally. I wanted to know every inch of his body, mind, and soul. There was such a powerful attraction between us, one I didn't realize until last night's kiss.
And then that wonderful dream of him - I wondered briefly if he would be better in person, or if my mind would have gone all out? I had a feeling he could blow my mind either way.
"You're lookin' at me like you want to eat me. God, it's so hot," He rasped out as he took a step closer to the bed.
His words sent fireworks bolting through my veins and I bit back a moan, tightly shutting my eyes for a moment. I felt my bed dip down before two huge hands moved my legs apart. I opened my eyes to watch his face get closer to mine and his body moving to rest between my parted thighs. A soft sigh escaped my lips as I felt his hips against the front of my silken panties.
His face was now just inches from mine and I could feel his breath whisking past my face. I traced his facial features with my eyes, starting with his scar, then to his eyes, his nose, mouth, and jaw. The man was a work of art.
He felt so good just lying there, that when he started shifting his hips against me I arched immediately. Without thought I sunk my fingers into his golden hair and forcefully pulled his face to mine. His chest vibrated against mine as he laughed and I could feel his smile against my needy lips.
I was lying on my back with my legs wrapped around him and hands in his hair while he gently rocked against me. By this time my skirt was pushed up around my waist leaving the bottom of my body bare except a piece of flimsy material. The sensations of his bulge pressing that material into my nether lips.. I shuddered against him.
Our tongues continued our battle for dominance before he jerked himself away. With a quickness I never the huge man had, he ripped his shirt off, then the tee underneath that. He stood there shirtless, and I was nearly drooling. Tight, taunt muscle curled and flexed around his body, and it seemed to me that every ridge and every peak was calling for me to put my mouth on them. His 8-pack clenched together as he undid the button and zipper of his pants, then relaxing as he let the cloth fall to the floor. Now clad in only a pair of boxers, he stared at me.
"If you don't want that dress to be ripped off, take it off now." He ordered. It felt like molten lava was pooling in my lower regions, and instantly I could feel my thighs starting to get wet from my juices.
I wiggled off the bed and stood before him and kept eye contact as I slowly started shimmying out of the beautiful garment. As before with his pants, it dropped to my feet with a soft noise. I was left in just a soft pastel pink strapless bra and the matching panty set, and I stood still as he raked my body with his gaze again. Before he could say anything else, I reached behind me to unclasp my bra. I got it undone and hooked it over my finger, bringing it within an inch of his near slack face. I dropped it, watching his beautiful blue gray eyes follow it to land with our other clothing.
I turned around so my back was facing him, mostly to hide my smile, and then I bent down, hooking my fingers into the waistband of the underwear. I inched them down my ass, and when there was enough room, I let the last of my wardrobe fall off of me. I turned around, not nearly as uncomfortable as I usually was, letting him see my stark naked flesh.
He was standing there with fists clenching and unclenching, taking deep breaths. I had a feeling he knew exactly how much I wanted him in this moment – and I could see how much he wanted me. But no matter how horny we both we, he still wouldn't move. I tilted my head at him and sent him a questioning gaze, which he responded with a slightly tense smile.
He still had control of himself – I decided to change that. I wanted to see Laxus completely wild, I wanted to feel how bad he needed me, and I wanted him to see how much I needed him. A plan quickly formulated in my head on how to get what I want, and a grin spread across my face.
I stalked the last two feet between us, letting my head tilt upwards more and more until my perked nipples were brushing against the huge expanse of his chest. That brief touch made me let out a small whimper. Before he could do anything about it, though, I pushed him onto my bed with enough force where he actually stumbled.
He landed with an "Umph," and immediately I was at the end of the bed, pulling his boxers off in a quick motion. And that left me with one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen. The man took up almost half of my bed with his upper body alone. His knees were bent and his feet touched the ground, and his stormy eyes stared at me while I stood and took every piece of him in.
I lowered myself slowly until my knees were on the floor and my upper body on the bed, leaving his thick, straining member just inches away from my face. I felt my heartbeat quicken and my breath hitched, just before I flashed him a wicked grin.
Laxus's POVI swear my heart stopped when Lucy positioned herself between my legs. My cock twitched and my body tensed – Never in my life have I gotten this excited over a woman. But ever since I first saw her, I was hooked.
I wanted everything she had to offer and more. The need to dominate her, to possess every inch of that delicious body, made my blood boil. And that was before she started teasing me.
I propped myself up on my elbows, watching as she started kissing her way up my leg. Right as she got close to my aching member, she stopped and started in on the other leg. Her hands ran up and down my thighs in almost an absent-minded caress, my muscles flexing every time she passed a ticklish spot. She caught my reaction and grinned at me.
And then she leaned down to wrap those delicious lips around me. I heard myself let out a groan, but I was so beyond caring. This woman drove me crazy, but I liked it way too much to stop.
I opened my eyes, wondering briefly when I'd closed them, just in time to see her wrap a hand around my base and slid her mouth as far down as she could. After a little research, I knew I was well above normal size, and the fact she could get that tight throat around almost all of me sent a shudder down my body. She slid her mouth back up and took a deep breath, her eyes glued to the task before her.
Twirling her tongue around the head had me fisting her sheets and grinding my teeth, and then she started bobbing her head up and down my shaft. I watched as her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked me, how her hand and mouth would make sure no inch of my dick was left out. I felt her free hand slid from my hip and cup my aching and tight balls, and I groaned. Instinctually I thrust up into her mouth and then I stopped, not wanting to hurt her. She rolled those chocolate eyes up at me and hummed, hand slipping from my nuts to my ass, and made me thrust into her mouth again. My eyes rolled back into my head as I followed her silent command happily.
"Babe, I'm gunna come if you don't stop that," I groaned, not sure if I wanted her to stop so I could fuck her senseless, or to just let go and bury myself down her throat.
She made the decision for me, bobbing her head down faster and sucking harder. I shifted my body so my back was fully on the bed, my hands immediately fisting into her hair. Every time she'd come back up, she'd swirl her tongue around my head, then forcefully shoved her mouth back down. The image was so hot, I finally let out a yell, spurting the thick salty fluid down her throat.
Lucy took it like a champ, making sure to lap every drip up before she finally pulled away. She then crawled over me, plopping down right to my side and wrapping her thin arms around me. Her breath was heavy and I could smell my juices mingling with her breath, making my cock start twitching back to life.
I tilted my head slightly towards her, grinning from ear to ear, body feeling boneless after her incredibly ministrations. "That was amazing," I drawled, then laughing when I saw her blush. God, she was beautiful.
Lucy's POV"I'm glad you liked it, I never thought I was any good until you." I teased, a small smile playing at my still tingling lips. I snuggled closer to him, ignoring the near raging need in my body, glad I got to see him come undone below me. It had to have been one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
"Oh Shorty, if you think you need some more practice, I'm always willing to help out." He winked at her, and a few seconds later they were both laughing.
"I just bet you are. Although I've never had any complaints before, so maybe I don't need any practice." I stuck my tongue out at him.
He went stiff beside me, and then tilted his head away from me so he was staring up at the ceiling. The arm that wasn't wrapped around me moved so he could rest his scowling head on it. "You really needed to mention you blowing other guys right after sucking me off?" His voice was quiet and tense. He wouldn't look at me at all.
"I'm sorry, I was just teasing," I replied, the lustful and teasing mood completely gone. I wanted to groan in frustration. Instead, I leaned forward so I could sit before moving to get off of the bed.
Before I could do anything, I felt his hands wrap around my waist and drag me back, flipping us so he was back on top. His face was inches away, and I gasped at the look in his eyes. He looked possessive, almost jealous at the thought of me in bed with another guy. I wondered briefly if I should have been scared, or worried, but I wasn't. That look turned me on so much, I nearly moaned.
"I don't want you thinking about any other guy. I want you to think about me. How I fuck you, how I make you come, how I make you scream. Got it?" I was barely able to nod before he slid a hand down my stomach and into my curls. His fingers brushed against my clit, making me shudder and let out a whimper. Then suddenly, he slid a finger inside of me. My arms wrapped around his neck, fingers gliding into his spiky hair. He picked up speed, using his palm to grind against the tiny bundle of nerves right above my core. I could feel my muscles tightening around his hand, the intense pleasure he was giving me making me moan. I lifted my face and forced my lips onto his, and as soon as he opened his mouth, I came. He swallowed my screams and moans, tongue gliding into my mouth and exploring, as if he was asking for more.
He withdrew his hand and then angled his hips, and before I could completely come down from the pleasurable high I was on, he slammed inside of me. The motion ripped another scream from my throat, my back arching so my chest was pressed against his.
His arms were extended on either side of my head, giving me a great view of him hammering his huge cock into me. With barely any foreplay, I was completely ready for him. Maybe it was because of how much I loved having the pulsing member in my mouth, or the way he stared at me like he wanted nothing but to eat me. I could feel my body climbing up, getting tighter and my core getting warmer yet again. I was so close, so close..
He bent down so he could brush his lips against mine, then moved so he could nip my ear lobe. "Come for me, baby. Scream. My. Name." He whispered.
That undid me. My nails ripped into his back as I arched and screamed jumbled versions of his name into the air above us. I was finally coming back down, slowly. I could hear him groan as he rested his forehead against my shoulder, and with one more thrust, he came. The sensation of him releasing me made me arch again, another orgasm tearing through my body. I screamed his name one last time before I slowly came to a still. He pulled out of me, making me whimper at the loss, before collapsing right next to me. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me closer, nuzzling his face into my hair.
I sighed contentedly, smiling to myself. Jealous Laxus was pretty hot.
"Can we do that again? When I can actually move again," I asked, my forehead resting just under his huge tattoo. I could feel his rumbling laugh vibrate through his chest, and the sensation made me smile.
"Any time, Shorty."
We stayed like that for a few minutes, before I suddenly remembered the soup. "Oh shit! The stove!" I wiggled from his grasp and shot into the kitchen, not even bothering to put on clothes. It was boiling, but fine - Thank God for that.
Laxus came out after me, wearing just his boxers. "Let's get cleaned off and go give that to Aunt Ailessa."
"You think she'll like me?" I asked, pursing my lips. The thought of seeing Sawyer after all this made my good mood flutter down. "And what should we tell Sawyer?"
"I know she will. And we shouldn't tell him anything." He answered simply, shrugging. He was leaning against the counter again as I started putting the soup in Tupperware. The fact he thought his Aunt would like me made me happy, but the last part upset me slightly.
"We have to tell him something. I mean, I was supposed to have a date with him tonight, and instead I screw his cousin." I stopped what I was doing, staring absent-mindedly at the lid I held in my hands. When I put it like that, I felt like some cheap tramp. But I wouldn't string Sawyer on because of what had happened tonight. Even if Laxus and I never saw one another again, I doubt Sawyer would be okay with it. I said as much to Laxus. "Even if nothing comes of this, he has to know. Otherwise he'll keep trying to ask me out, and I don't want to hurt him." I mumbled.
The reality of what the consequences were of having mind blowing sex with this man hit me like a ton of bricks. Sawyer would probably hate me. Laxus probably thought I was some dime store hook up. And I'd never see either one again. It made me feel worse when the thought of not seeing Laxus again hurt me worse than the possibility of not seeing Sawyer again. What kind of woman was I?
I stopped my inner musings as I felt two thickly corded arms wrap around me. "Hey, stop looking like that, woman. I just don't think we should tell him tonight, because of Aunt Ailessa being so sick. But I do want him to know that you're mine. I mean, if you want to be." He rumbled, and I could feel how awkward he felt against my back. I turned my head to look at him and caught a faint pink stain on his cheeks.
"Did you just ask me out?" I asked quizzically, arching my eyebrows.
"Well, I guess, yeah." To get me to stop looking at his embarrassed face, he nuzzled into my neck. I let out a soft sigh and smiled.
"If you want me, I'm all yours." As soon as I said that, his arms tightened around me and he laughed into my neck. And then I was being picked up and brought back into the bedroom again.
"I think I want you right now, Shorty," He grinned, dropping me onto the bed and then following me.
Neither person had heard his phone going off the entire night, vibrating against his pants pocket over and over again.
Lisanna's POVWhy wasn't he answering my calls or my texts? He always had his phone on him, and usually he'd answer me. I sat in my car at the restaurant he was supposed to have met me at, but he was already two hours late. What could he be doing? I ground my teeth in annoyance. I had seriously thought that this time would be different – That's why I liked him so much.
I had met Laxus a month ago, when he came for an extended visit to his family, saying something about him thinking about joining Magnolia University for his last year. I'd been dating that flame brain Natsu at the time, but as soon as Laxus had started hitting on me at a bar, I knew he would change my life. After that, we'd meet up every once in awhile and make love. He told me he wasn't interested in a relationship – but it's so easy to manipulate a man after sex.
That's why I had invited him out tonight. I wanted to talk about becoming more than fuck buddies again. I mean, I left a long-term relationship for him; the least he could do was try. I pressed his numbers into my phone yet again, just to hear it ring until it reached his voicemail. Though it was slightly annoying, hearing the deep bass of his voice telling me to call back made me shudder. I was falling for the man, fast and hard.
After waiting another 30 minutes, I decided I'd swing by his Aunt's place and see if he was there. Last time I had talked to him, three days ago, he had said she wasn't feeling well. Maybe he had stayed home to take care of the old hag, and just forgot.
I'd forgive him, if he'd accept my conditions. I grinned and looked at my rearview mirror, making sure my makeup was immaculate, before driving the ten minutes to his Aunt's place.
I parked across the street, just in time to see another car pull into his driveway. I furrowed my brows, for some reason the car looked familiar. And then two people got out. I felt like my heart was in my throat, and my blood was boiling beneath my skin. A wave of pure hatred washed over me.
I watched Lucy get out of the passenger side, a container of something in her hands. She smiled brightly at Laxus, who exited the driver side door. Lucy waited until he was near before standing on her tiptoes, and he leaned down to kiss her. I was shaking in my seat, hands clenching hard enough I knew I'd have little half moons on my palm after this.
Laxus threw a relaxed arm around her shoulders before they walked to the door. He opened it and ushered her inside, before he turned and gave a suspicious look around. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed, looking puzzled, before heading inside.
I couldn't believe this. First that tramp basically tried stealing Natsu away from me, now Laxus. I was nice enough to give her my idiot ex, but she would not Laxus from me. I turned my key in the ignition and started my car, driving a few blocks away before parking again.
And then I finally let loose. I was shaking, tears streaming from my eyes, and screaming at the top of my lungs. She would not do this again.
I'd make that stupid bitch pay.
Levy's POVI was sitting cross-legged on the couch, munching popcorn and watching TV. I could hear Gajeel turning the shower on in my bathroom, and I loved that he was making himself at home. We had just gotten done with our third date, and after making out for what seemed like hours in the darkened corner booth of a pub, we decided to come back to my house.
I, Levy McGarden, was no longer a virgin. And I was dying to tell Lucy, but I knew she was still on her date with Sawyer. I wondered how that was going briefly, deciding to send her a quick text.
As I was typing to my best friend, I happened to overhear the News anchor with his latest story.
"Another Magnolia University student was found dead at Hartford Park tonight, making this the fourth woman brutalized on MU campus. Authorities are at a complete loss as to who is doing this, or why. The student was none other than sophomore class president Bisca Connell, three time winner of the shooting club. Police are warning any women that attend Magnolia University to not walk alone at night, and always be vigilant of their surroundings. The four deaths appear to be linked."
The anchor kept talking, but I had tuned out. Bisca. Oh God, Bisca. I didn't realize I had dropped my phone and the bowl of popcorn, or that I was crying hysterically. It felt like I broke down inside, and the next thing I knew, Gajeel was kneeling in front of me, my head in his hands.
"God damnit, tell me what the fuck happened!" He yelled, eyes wide and his body was tense. I knew he would hate seeing me like this, but I couldn't speak. Bisca. Did Alzack already know? He had to have, since it was on the news, right?
I heard the anchor repeating the story, and I shakily pointed my finger at the TV so he knew what was going on. When he got the jist of it, he crushed me to his chest, murmuring about how everything would be okay. If one of my close friends hadn't of just been murdered, I would have laughed to see such a soft side of him.
"C'mon, Levy. Let's go to bed, okay?" He picked me up, and brought me into my bedroom. Setting me on the floor he grabbed the pajamas I had put aside for tonight off of the bathroom counter and undressed me, slipping the silk nightie down my body afterwards. I couldn't stop seeing her face in my mind.
After that, we laid in bed for what seemed like eternity, him holding me tightly while I mourned. I'd have to tell Lucy tomorrow if she didn't already know, and that was not something I was looking forward to.