Edit: Still on hiatus. Just re-uploading this chapter for those that missed it while the FFN updates were broken.

Alright, I'll admit, I was laughing my ass off for most of this. Why? I have no idea, but that's generally what happens when I write smut these days. (I'm a mature adult, I swear.) I think it's a whole lot better than cringing anyway. I'll also admit that I did not proof read this. Not even once. And the entirety of the actual 'smut' was written between the hours of 11pm and 3am so... Yeah. I'll be too busy laughing at my own writing to actually edit it.

Still trying to figure out my 'style' for writing smut, if that makes sense. This is pretty close to what I'm comfortable with (so far), and I'll probably be writing the majority of the How I Met You scenes this way. Maybe. Who knows.

Anyway, I figured I should add possible warnings for this, just in case some of you aren't comfortable with certain things. So, this story contains/may contain hints of: 'blackmail'/coercion, dub-con, and of course, public sex. Also, this is set after the Phantom Lord arc, but before Fantasia. Obviously, what happens in this is not canon, for multiple reasons.

Public/Semi Public
Laxus/Lucy

Lucy forced a smile as she reached the top of the stairs and carried the large mug of ale over to Laxus. She set it down on a coaster on top of the rustic coffee table and continued to smile while she ignored the uncomfortable heat that settled on her cheeks from the Lightning mage watching her intently over his shoulder.

"There you go," she said as cheerily as she could, wiping her hands down on her skirt – thankfully, the fabric was dark enough to not be stained with the ale that had spilled slightly when she'd been carrying it from the bar downstairs, and up to the second floor. "Is there… Is there anything else I can get you?"

Laxus looked back out over the rest of his guild below him while he left Lucy standing there for a moment. His chin was in his palm, elbow on the railing, and his SoundPod was just loud enough to block out most the childish antics that occurred within the building on a daily basis. Still, there were plenty of things Lucy could get for him, should he really want her to. And it wasn't lost on him that the woman was afraid of him – or maybe what he was capable of – so he couldn't help but get a kick out of faintly hearing her heartrate increase, just because part of her was dreading what he'd be getting her to do next.

Luckily for Lucy, Laxus was in a good mood, considering all things. So he required nothing from the blonde for the time being. "No," Laxus answered promptly, glancing back to her, and he heard Lucy let out a small sigh of relief before she nodded and turned on her heels with every intentions of escaping him and returning back to her team – to Natsu and to Erza and to Gray.

None of them had any idea that he heard every single word they said about him; that they were going to give him what he deserved for treating Lucy the way he supposedly did. At first, Laxus had only laughed at it, thought it was adorable that they thought they could actually do anything to him… But after the last few weeks? Admittedly, it had just started to annoy him. Her team, her friends… They didn't know as much as they thought they did. But there was only so much Lucy was willing to say to them, as well…

But, Lucy didn't make it all the way down the stairs that time. She only made it three steps down before Laxus was growling, "Oi, I didn't say you could leave." He hadn't needed anything from her specifically, but that hadn't meant she'd been free to go.

"O-Oh… I… I see… I'm sorry…" Lucy said meekly. Slowly, she climbed the few stairs again, and came to stand in the middle of the loft that made up the second floor of the guild. She couldn't help but stand there awkwardly, though, hands crossed in front of her, shifting her weight from one leg to the other as subtly as she could, and eyes never staying on one floorboard or ceiling tile for long.

And it didn't take Laxus very long to pick up on that, either. "Jeez, just sit the fuck down already. How hard is it?" he mumbled with a roll of his eyes. She'd been making him uncomfortable, for heaven's sake.

"R-Right! Yes…" She rushed over to red sofa that was behind the coffee table she'd left Laxus' drink on, and took a seat right on the edge. The cushions were softer than expected, and Lucy let out a small squeak of surprise when she sank into them. Laxus looked back over his shoulder to her with an amused smirk and an eyebrow raised, and Lucy felt her blush deepen. "I… I didn't expect the cushions to be so soft…" she mumbled, ducking her head.

Laxus scoffed. "Yeah."

She sat stiffly on the lounge, nails digging into her knees as she looked around. She'd visited the second floor of the guild a few times since her relationship with Laxus had begun, but she didn't really like it up there. It was the S-Class level, and she… She wasn't even close to being S-Class, so when Laxus wanted her up there, she couldn't help but be uncomfortable. It was stuck in her head that she didn't belong up there, even if she really enjoyed how quiet it was up there – compared to down with the rest of the guild, at least.

He turned away from the railing after he'd stared at the rest of Team Natsu long enough and made his way over to the red lounge. The weight of him sitting on the cushions had Lucy almost falling onto his lap, and he smirked at the yelp she let out again. He fiddled with his SoundPod after pulling it from his pocket, pressing buttons until he'd found a song worth listening to, then picked up the mug that Lucy had brought up for him before.

Laxus watched intently as Lucy got up then and made to explore the S-Class loft. She hadn't been comfortable enough to do it any other time she'd been up there, only ever staying for a few minutes and never sitting down. But he could see that Lucy was getting there slowly.

"S-Class missions sure do pay a lot…" Lucy murmured. She knew Laxus could hear her – he always heard her. How though, she wasn't quite sure, considering he always had his headphones on.

The rewards on the three flyers on the board almost made her eyes pop out of her head. She wondered what it would be like to have that much money – maybe not to spend it, but just to know that it was there and it was hers. Almost every mission she took with Team Natsu ended up being for free, all of their rewards being reduced for repairs and damages.

"I guess." Laxus took a sip of his ale. He didn't really care much about the rewards though. "I'll take you on one." He doubted the Raijinshuu would care much about it. Or if they did, he'd just take her himself and they could just go and do whatever the fuck it was they usually did. He still had time to kill before October came around anyway.

"Y-You will?"

He shrugged. "If you want."

Lucy wasn't sure if she was ready for that, though. She had no doubt that Laxus would be able to protect her – she'd seen what he could do – and that he'd probably be able to deal with the actual job by himself. Lucy was sure her team would be problematic, too. Like they'd let her go off on an S-Class mission with Laxus. They hated him (well, apart from Natsu). She knew that all too well – although why, she really couldn't tell.

…But then again, she was a grown woman. She could do whatever the hell she wanted, and her team may not like it, but they didn't control her, either. If Laxus was willing to take her on an S-Class mission, then she was definitely going to take him up on it. "I would really like that, Laxus. Thank you."

He couldn't help but find the way her face lit up rather cute. Her general excitable and happy attitude was one thing that Laxus had reluctantly come to enjoy in his time with her.

"Don't think it'll be for free, though," he said. That was when Lucy's face fell though, right as she sat back down on the lounge, just as uncomfortably as she had before.

Of course it came with a price. Everything came with a price for Laxus. Lucy knew that all too well. "I… Of course…" she mumbled. She crossed her leg over her knee and fought the urge to pull the hem of her skirt down when it rode up her thighs. "What… What do you want?"

"Nothing, yet."

"I see…" Lucy supposed she should take that as a good thing. She couldn't help but worry just a little bit, though.

Lucy never felt the need to really talk to him much, which was one of the things Laxus enjoyed the most about her. So when she didn't bother trying to break the silence that followed then, Laxus was thankful – partly because it let him watch undisturbed how her eyes never stayed focused on one thing for more than a few moments before her head was turning and she was looking elsewhere, and partly because it also let him think about just what he was going to have her do as payment for taking her on an S-Class mission.

For the most part, he'd been bluffing. He didn't really want anything from her, but Laxus also didn't want to admit that.

Lucy uncrossed her legs just to cross them again, and Laxus' eyes flicked downwards. He almost thought she'd done it on purpose, but he knew she was too innocent for that. She had no idea how to use her body to her advantage – she wasn't half as confident in her own skin that she'd once thought she was, that much Laxus knew – which meant she had no clue that each time her legs shifted, Laxus only wished he was between them. She had a nice face, and a nice rack, and a nice ass and an even nicer pussy, but her legs?

Her legs were his favourite.

And knowing exactly what was between them, Laxus felt himself begin to stiffen, and there was no fucking way he was going to sit in the guild with a damn hard-on. And that… That was what led him to thinking of what Lucy could do for him, and even more blood rushed straight to his groin at just the thought of it.

He didn't even bother hiding his devilish smirk as he lifted his arm to wrap his hand around the back of Lucy's neck, then pulled her towards him to roughly crash his lips down onto hers. He smothered the sound she made, and his hand sifted up from her neck and into her hair before he pulled back slightly, pulling her lip between his teeth when he did.

Her face was as flushed as he expected it to be. Kissing was part of job requirement – not that she minded it for the most part, at least not anymore – but not so much when it was like that. "L-Laxus? What was—"

"I want you to suck me," Laxus answered before she even finished her question, and he couldn't quite help but chuckle at how her cheeks grew even more red and her eyes grew wide.

"E-Excuse me?"

Laxus sat back completely and dropped both hands to sit on his lap. "You heard me." He pointed to the spot on the ground right in front of his feet, and then the slight bulge at the front of his pants. "Suck me."

Lucy had questioned if she'd heard him correctly, that he'd really been asking her to do that, and apparently, he was. Lucy didn't know if she should be mortified or not. She drew back from him as quickly as she could, stopping before she fell off the end. "Are you insane? No!" she hissed at him. Aside from it really not being something she enjoying doing, or at least she hadn't liked it the one and only time Laxus had had her use her mouth on him before, they were in the guild. Anyone could walk up those stairs and see them, and Lucy didn't really care what Laxus thought about being caught (obviously not much if he was asking her to do it in the first place), but if anyone was to find her giving Laxus a blowjob in the middle of the damn guild, Lucy was sure she'd actually want to leave the guild and move to a different continent.

"No S-Class for you then." Laxus shrugged. He wasn't even that surprised that Lucy had said no so quickly. He'd expected that – the woman had more dignity than one would expect. Laxus had already resigned to disappearing to the shower or something somewhere and jerking off. He'd just wanted to tease her a little, see how far she was actually willing to go just for a sake of it.

So this is his price. Lucy thought she should've expected as much.

But damn it… She really wanted to go on that S-Class job with him, and it wasn't entirely because she wanted to know what an S-Class job was like… But because she wanted to know what Laxus was like when he was on a job. The one time she had met the Raijinshuu – it had been for all of five minutes, when they'd stopped by his house and she'd just been leaving that morning – they'd told him as many embarrassing stories about him as they could before the S-Class mage had threatened to zap their asses out the door. And Lucy already knew that there was a kinder, a softer part to him that was hidden behind his gruff and frankly terrifying exterior – she'd experienced that first hand.

She just wanted more of that, though. She wanted to have Laxus trust her enough to stop being… Well, to stop being that asshole that demanded she blow him in the middle of the damn guild. Hell, Lucy wanted to know that Laxus was capable of not being an asshole for more than ten minutes, because so far, that was the record.

But then, Lucy was surprising the hell out of Laxus, and slowly getting up from the lounge to stand in front of him, before lowering herself to the ground. He'd honestly been about to tell her he wasn't serious, but now he wanted to keep his mouth shut. Laxus wasn't about to turn down a free blowjob, even if the giver wasn't all that good at it.

Lucy quickly realised just how much her knees would hate her, but she was going to do her best to ignore it. She looked up at Laxus as she carefully laid her hands on his knees spread apart before her. "If anyone comes up here…"

"No one is gonna fucking come up here, Blondie," he promised. At the very least, Laxus sure as hell hoped no one did, because Lucy wouldn't be the only one embarrassed. Even then though, it was unlikely. Gildarts was fuck knows where, Mira was at the bar, Mystogan was… Well, who knows where that guy was. And Erza rarely visited the second floor anyway. The only times she ever did were to drag Natsu and Gray back down after they'd sneaked up. So, Laxus did think it was safe to say that they were reasonably alone for the time being.

Still, for some strange reason, Lucy believed that they – well, she – wouldn't be disturbed. And with a glance over her shoulder to the stairs against the wall, Lucy then shifted forward on her knees slightly and moved her hand back up to the waistband of Laxus' pants. God, I can't believe I'm doing this here. Her mother was probably rolling in her grave.

Laxus raised his ass just enough to let Lucy tug his pants down to the middle of his thighs once she'd undone the button and the zip. His arousal was even more prominent without the thicker fabric of his pants, and Lucy fought the urge to grimace. This is fine. It'll be all over in a few minutes. I can do this. Or so she hoped, at least.

Orange eyes watched her intently as she finally reached for the band of his underwear, slowly exposing the wide root of his cock until his erection was completely free and the stretchy fabric was bunched below his sack. It was with a shit-eating smirk, one that Lucy noticed all too well, that Laxus watched her fingers finally close around his shaft, fingertips almost touching, before she gave a few experimental strokes. Laxus couldn't believe he was there right then – Lucy fucking Heartfilia was on his knees in front of him, in the guild, and about to suck his dick.

This had to be what Heaven felt like. Sinful and sexy and so fucking hot. Or maybe I'm thinking of Hell…

In any case, Lucy reminded herself that the task was to suck him, not stroke him. And so she raised herself up again slightly, and slowly leant forward to circle her tongue around the tip, tasting the essence already there, before closing her lips around him.

Her head bobbed up and down on just the tip, while her hand continued to slowly twist and slide along the rest of his cock. Lucy hated it, she really did, and it certainly didn't help that she honestly had no fucking clue what she was doing. Laxus had only given her a few words of encouragement and advice the last time – although that time, they'd also been in her bedroom, so he hadn't had to worry about keeping silent.

He seemed set on doing just that right then, though, which left Lucy all on her own and struggling to remember what he'd told her the last time, or what he'd seemed to enjoy before. She lifted her head then, and held his cock upright before she dipped back down again with her tongue snaking out between her lips, and licked a slow, long line from the bottom of his sack and all the way back up to the tip, where she gave a flick the underside of the ridge.

"Jesus, Lucy…"

Her eyes flashed with something dangerous, and although Laxus temped to tip his head back into the back of the lounge, his own eyes were trained on hers as she tilted her head, then grazed her lips all the way up the side of his shaft before taking him back into her mouth again. It was then that Laxus realised that that something dangerous he'd seen was confidence. And he didn't quite know where it had come from.

He wasn't going to complain, though.

Just hearing him was what gave Lucy that flash of confidence. That, and she was reminding herself that Laxus knew full well just how inexperienced she was and he hadn't once given her a reason to actually feel embarrassed about it. He knew she had no idea what she was doing. And if Laxus didn't care, then why should she? If Laxus had been bothered by her general lack of experience to do with anything related to sex and relationships, then he wouldn't have gone to the effort to make sure that her first time had been slow, gentle, and overall loving.

An uproar downstairs reminded Lucy that she in fact still in the guild, and her teeth unintentionally clamped down on the man – only gently, but still enough to warrant Laxus hissing in pain and pushing her the rest of the way off him. "Ouch, fucking hell," he hissed. "Watch the teeth."

Lucy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as she sat back on her heels momentarily. "Sorry…" she mumbled. She really hadn't mean it. "I wonder what happened down there though…"

"Just forget it." He shifted on the lounge and pushed his clothes back out of the way. "Dick ain't gonna suck itself, Blondie."

She didn't hesitate to challenge him with a sharp glare, but she crawled forward again nonetheless and got back to servicing the mage. She alternated between sucking gently on the head of his cock and grazing her lips up the side, and whatever her mouth wasn't touching, her hand was. Laxus was fully erect by that point, which Lucy obviously noted, and the next time her lips closed around him completely, his hand went to the back of her head to push him back down on his cock. He'd been patient until that moment.

Lucy got the message loud and clear, and did her best to take as much of him into her mouth as she could each time. The furthest she reached was her own hand, wrapped around the base of his shaft and squeezing gently every so often, but even then he was hitting the back of her throat and Lucy fought the urge to gag each time.

With Laxus quickly racing towards his end though, he became aware of the fact that there were no tissues or rags anywhere nearby (excluding his jacket, but he sure as hell wasn't going to wipe his cum on his coat), and Lucy definitely wasn't going to swallow, either (and Laxus wasn't going to let her spit it out on his coat, because either way, cum would end up on his coat and that was not okay). But regardless, if she kept going, then he'd have a problem on his hands.

As he thought about it though, he realised, that he didn't really care about Lucy finishing him off. Not with her mouth, at least. Laxus would much rather be inside her when he came – and, well, her cunt was a whole lot better than his coat, or at least that was the way he saw it, especially when he knew that there was no way she'd be getting pregnant from it. The blue charm around her neck made sure of that.

So Laxus was lifting his hand from Lucy's hand and pulling her back off him. A string of saliva connected her mouth and his dick and Lucy couldn't help but cringe when she wiped her mouth with her hand again; she honestly couldn't tell how people could like doing that.

She didn't get a chance to question if she'd actually been doing something wrong (why else would he have stopped her?) before Laxus was reaching for her hands and dragging her onto his lap and then reaching down to spread her legs over his thighs. Her cheeks flared with new warmth again when she felt the rigid flesh of Laxus' cock pressed directly against her slit, even through her panties. Lucy would've been lying if she'd said that being in the guild hadn't turned her on, because it had – surprisingly so – and she couldn't contain her strangled whimper when Laxus reached around and dipped his fingers into her panties and pressed against her clit.

"I had a feeling you were already wet," he teased, voice rumbling by her ear.

Lucy was already panting by the time his fingers delved deeper, teasing her entrance instead of the sweet bundle of nerves. It made things easier for him, that was for sure, and it was better if Lucy wanted it, too. If she wasn't going to enjoy it then there was really no point.

Her skirt was so short that it left nothing to the imagination, too. It was hiked up around her hips by then, and if anyone were to walk up the stairs right then, they'd find Laxus with his hand inside her panties, two fingers already inside her dripping cunt, and her enjoying it far more than she should. You know, considering the fact she was in the goddamn guild, and that anyone could, in fact, walk up those goddamn stairs.

"You want me to fuck you," Laxus baited her, lips brushing against her as he continued to press his fingers into her as deeply as he could. "Right here. Right now."

She shook her head. "I d-don't…" she whimpered.

"Are you sure?"

"Oh… Mm-hmm…" God, she didn't even know what she wanted, to be fair. But her body acted of it's own accord when Laxus quickly withdrew his fingers – but still left his hand inside her underwear – and she was left trying to grind herself on his palm, anything to get him to touch her again.

"You don't feel too sure… You're a filthy liar, Lucy Heartfilia."

She had no response to that. None at all. All Lucy could do was keep biting her lip to make sure she didn't make any noise as he continued teasing her.

Panting, heart racing, Lucy didn't even protest when Laxus removed his hand again, that time only to brush the crotch of her panties aside and then reach down just a little bit lower to grab his cock and run himself along her dripping folds. She was beyond caring at that point. Lying had been futile; Laxus had seen right through her, and part of her was so damn glad for it. Laxus grit his teeth and Lucy suppressed a moan when she was lowered onto his cock and her core slowly accommodated his thickness.

Lucy never would've imagined she'd be bold enough to let herself be fucked in the middle of the guild on a Tuesday afternoon, but there she was, with her skirt bunched up and legs spread wide, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination to anyone who did happen to walk up the stairs.

Thankfully, no one did.

...Yeah, I don't know. Anyway! There is a new poll up on my profile that I'd appreciate you all voting in!