Lucy made her way to Jellal and Erza's room, grumbling internally. No option was good - it was either behaving like a voyeur or listening to Mirajane's rambling. It was akin to death by hanging, or death by a bullet to the face.

Juvia and Levy followed her, but they paid no attention to it. They just looked like children on a school field trip and looked around, finding myriad ways to while away the time.

"What should we do? If...If Erza-san sees Juvia...she will kill her. Juvia is not ready to die. She has to get married to Gray-sama. W..W..What if..."

"Shaddup!"

Levy slapped the back of Juvia's head with a mildly annoyed expression on her face.

"Let's just walk around the place. It's going to be worse with guests swarming it. Everyone...at least most of them are asleep, and we can use this quiet time to explore the place"

Levy's suggestion fell on deaf ears. Groaning out, she dragged Juvia by the hand and looked at Lucy, who tugged at her hair in a dilemma. Eventually, Levy left with a mumbling Juvia, leaving Lucy all to herself.

It was a sliding door, but for some reason, there was a small keyhole. Perhaps it was an unnoticed mistake during renovations or lazy workmanship. Either way, it played to Lucy's benefit as she peeped through the keyhole, praying to see Jellal and Erza asleep.

Oh, how she was wrong!

As Lucy spotted two empty futons, she tilted her head to the sides to see the other sides and corners of the room, and her jaw dropped when she Jellal standing with the wall against his back, and a different expression on his face. Was he annoyed? Why was he frowning and gasping?

As her eyes widened in realisation, she looked down to see Erza, down on her knees and her face less than an inch away from that monstrosity between his legs.

All those days back, in the bathhouse, Cana was right. Lucy had written off Cana's claim as something she imagined while drunk, but what made her quake in fear was the absolute lack of fear in the scarlet-haired mage's eyes.

Lucy saw the various strands of saliva connecting Erza's lips to his manhood, and she saw the woman whisper something to Jellal and began to tease the head with her lips and the tip of her tongue.

Lucy stared away and bolted towards the nearest room. Thankfully, it was empty. The closest occupants were a couple of old ladies at least four rooms away from Jellal and Erza. The blonde sighed in relief, knowing that the group would not face any complaints regarding "noises".

She bolted towards the girls' room and shook Mirajane awake. The bride-to-be shot up and stared at the blonde, awaiting the details of her reconnaissance, and Lucy brought her to speed.

A part of Lucy was revealed she did not need to look further, but Mirajane had other ideas. Despite her significant protest, she got kicked out of the room.

If I cannot stop her, I will know what she did, and mock her to the end of eternity.

That was Mirajane's explanation to Lucy, which was...fair, perhaps. But why was SHE caught in the crossfire?

Biting her nails, Lucy vowed to make Mirajane pay her dues with interest after her honeymoon and reluctantly peeked into the keyhole...again.

Her jaw dropped as she saw Erza's hands wrapped around the neck of Jellal and another man who was his spitting image. She was sandwiched between the two men who took turns kissing her while the other ran his lips over her neck and shoulders.

Two pairs of hands relished her body as they alternated between grabbing her breasts or her thighs, and Erza's hands slowly dropped from their necks and ran down their sculpted chests and abs.

Erza went down on her knees yet again and grabbed the two men's members by the base with the same sultry look on her face.

Lucy leaned back and shut her eyes, as she tried recalling the name of a drink that had the potential to make someone forget the memories of the past few hours.

Her thoughts ran amok and she heard gagging noises. Lucy did NOT want to peek inside, and every part of her screamed against it. But she did so, and her eye started to twitch as she saw Erza in a steamy spit roast. Lucy turned away and heard a loud spank.

As she leaned against the wall and curled herself into a ball, she lost herself in her thoughts yet again, thinking of why, and what caused her to land in this mess, and why she chose to ignore Natsu's offer to play table tennis and air hockey with him in the recreation area.

There was, after all, no use in lamenting over spilled milk. She turned to leave when she heard clapping noises.

Before her curiosity could take over, a mop of black hair appeared under her, and the smell of alcohol filled her nose.

Throwing the blonde a devious smile, Cana peeked into the keyhole with no remorse as she saw Erza sandwiched right between Jellal, who was in front of her and Siegrain, getting double penetrated by the two devilishly handsome men.

Cana turned around to Lucy and pointed towards the keyhole with her mouth agape.

"I know already", she whispered to the black-haired woman who vehemently shook her head.

The latter was drunk like a fish, but was miraculously sober enough to be aware of her own loud voice, and pointed towards the keyhole repeatedly.

"What am I doing with my life?", Lucy whispered under her breath and peeped into the keyhole.

With the most deadpan eyes, she stared at Erza hoisted up mid-air while she grabbed onto the men's shoulders. Each one held a leg, as they ploughed into her without holding back.

Lucy didn't mind until she saw a massive bite mark near Erza's collarbone, and she rolled her eyes. She lost a part of her sanity, she knew for sure that she would not be able to meet Jellal and Erza's eyes for the next week or so, and that night was probably going to take shape as some nightmare and haunt her for the rest of her life.

Anyways, Mirajane would probably need to know. If she knew this, she might throw a fit and do whatever she does best, and with that, Lucy might be able to get some well-deserved shut eye.

She spotted Levy and Juvia wandering around like ghosts with two bottles of sake, and their faces were completely flushed. Juvia had tears running down her eyes and Levy, for some reason developed an accent nobody knew she had.

Lucy approached them and told them what was going on, with a mixture of anger that was technically directed at Mirajane, and amazement directed towards Erza. As she had expected, her words entered them through the right ear and instantly exited through the left.

Leaving the two of them to themselves, Lucy plodded towards the girls' room. She opened the door, and tiptoed towards the sleeping Mirajane, and tapped her repeatedly showing absolutely no remorse towards the bride.

The silver-haired woman glared at her, but to her surprise, Lucy did not shrink in response. She maintained the same deadpan face and placed her hands on her shoulders.

"Have some pity on me, Mira-san", she whispered and bit her lip, hoping to see some kind of remorse on her face for putting her through that horror.

"It's not like you haven't seen Erza naked, Lucy", she grumbled and her eyebrows began to twitch.

"Yes...I have seen her naked before, but I have absolutely no interest in seeing her have sex, and...you made me see Jellal naked! I...I think of him as my older broth-"

"And Erza has seen Gray and Natsu naked countless times, and she is like their older sister"

Lucy let out an audible gasp out of a mixture of desperation and anger and shook her head. She raised her hands in surrender, signalling without words that she was done.

She grabbed a futon and placed it next to Mirajane. Giving her one final glare, she gave her a two-finger salute and slid into the futon like a snake, before dragging the covers over her face.

Mirajane swore under her breath and tiptoed her way towards Erza's room. If she could catch her in the act, there was the off chance that she would stop out of embarrassment. Even if Erza would not be embarrassed, Jellal would be. The man had a humane sense of shame that was inherently absent in the woman, and Mirajane went all in, betting on that.

As she made her way towards the room, she was shocked to see Cana sitting in front of the door with some popcorn in her hands. The moment she got closer to her, an obvious set of sounds one would normally associate with sex, filled her ears.

Cana noticed Mirajane and with widened eyes, she motioned her to come closer before peeking into the keyhole again.

"What is going on?", she whispered into Cana's ears. She stared at the silver-haired woman for a second before offering her some popcorn.

"Have you ever thought about producing porn? If so, do you think the guild can spare some funds? Just say it and I'll grab my camera",

Mirajane's eye began to twitch as she heard it. She was in absolutely no mood for Cana's jokes and antics and expected to see her break into laughter, promising her that she was joking.

Cana had the most serious expression on her face as she munched on, and Mirajane prayed for her to tell her she was joking.

"This is no amateur stuff. Hundreds of people will line up to see a naked Erza and hundreds for a naked Jellal. Many more to see them together", she promised. Mirajane pushed Cana out of the way and the woman softly complained under her breath.

Her jaw dropped to the ground for the umpteenth time that day as she saw four blue-haired men around Erza. She was lying on top of one, while two of them kneeled close to her face.

Jellal was on top of her, drilling into her folds, while the copy below her mirrored Jellal's motion into her ass. Erza's lips were preoccupied with the members of the men kneeling beside her head.

She heard Jellal give out a guttural moan, and ropes of cum shot on her face. The three remaining Thought Projection copies vanished, leaving Erza a sweaty mess.

The woman bit her lip again as she licked the remnants off of her face bewitchingly before her eyes darted toward the keyhole.

Mirajane shifted from the spot at a speed that could have given significant competition to Laxus and Jellal combined.

Cana crawled away from the spot, heading towards the end of the row, away from Erza's eyesight.

"I swear...", Erza mumbled as she opened the door, looking at the corridor. She could swear she heard retreating footsteps, and other than Jellal's magic, she could feel the presence of another person.

"What are you doing?", Jellal asked her before stretching. Erza gave up on the wild goose chase and turned back to Jellal who patted right next to him.

"I...probably stink", she complained and grabbed a pack of wet tissues before she began to wipe herself, and tossed another pack to Jellal.

"And that is my fault, dolt. I'm not going to complain"

She puffed her cheeks like a child before she complied. Jellal took a seat next to the opposite door, wearing his yukata like a haori again and Erza did the same with hers. He turned back to see the room and winced at the strewn tissues.

"Well, if someone were to enter the room right now..."

Jellal left the thought hanging and turned towards her again before observing the love bites on her body.

"I'll cover for you, okay? I'll talk to Mirajane a-"

"I HAVE COME PREPARED!", she yelled and darted towards the corner of the room, as she ruffled through her bag.

With a smirk on her face, she showed him an assortment of creams and lotions, some of them laced with potent magic and Jellal rolled his eyes.

"I don't know if I should be proud or worried"

"Be proud of me! I averted a crisis, didn't I?"

The man could not reply further and responded with a smile, and rolled his eyes. Erza hugged his arm and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder.

"Whatever you are thinking of...don't. You deserve me, and you are my choice. You deserve to be happy as well. If you talk yourself down anymore, I will complain to Crime Sorciere"

That was no light threat, especially knowing how affectionate Meredy and Sorano were towards him. Those two girls would make his eardrums bleed if they ever came across that, and he zipped his lips.

"Duly noted, milady", he laughed and Erza sat on his lap, glomping him with no mercy and her eyes wandered yet again towards the glimmering object that mildly peeked from his suitcase.