Lucy was uncorking the bottle as she heard Laxus lug the last box in.

"Thank you so much for all your help, Lucy. I really really appreciate how you made an effort to help move your things into your apartment," Laxus mocked passive aggressively. Then, putting on a high, affected voice in imitation of his girlfriend, Laxus responded to himself, "Oh, Laxus, of course! I was more than happy to help the love of my life! You're the best boyfriend in the world and helping you carry boxes is the least I could do!"

Lucy rolled her eyes, walking out of the kitchen with two wine glasses in hand. "Your impression of me sucks, just by the way," she critiqued.

"I got the message across, didn't I?" Laxus countered, sitting down on the couch. As was standard, Lucy sat across his lap, handing him the glass.

"If I was getting boxes, who'd have found the wine glasses and poured the wine?"

"The wine glasses were in a very clearly marked box. I know for a fact it didn't take you more than thirty seconds to find them, and pouring the wine was another thirty seconds. I'm not buying that excuse."

Lucy's eyes narrowed seductively and she leaned into Laxus. "Oops. Guess that means you'll have to punish me now," she whispered tantalisingly. Her words had the desired effect as she felt Laxus grow hard under her. Subtly, she wiggled her butt, grinding herself into his waking erection.

Laxus exhaled sharply and tipped his head back. "I hate that you use sex to get out of things and I hate that I don't actually care," he groaned.

"Would you rather we not fuck now?" Lucy continued to whisper, letting her lips brush against his ear.

"Put your fucking glass down. Let's go," Laxus's voice deepened as he plucked the glass out of her hand. He put both down on the coffee table before flipping them over so that Lucy was lying down on the couch. She squealed when his hands roved her body, skimming her sides, over her waist, and down to the hem of her dress that he pushed up to her hips. Over her panties, Laxus began rubbing her slit, watching her watch him. As she grew wetter, her pupils dilated and lips parted. A pink flush blossomed on her cheeks as he worked her.

"More," she demanded simply. Laxus just chuckled. In that moment, Lucy hated the thin piece of cloth separating his fingers from her warmth. In desperation, she bucked her hips against his fingers, hoping the added friction would make up for the fact that he was refusing to touch her how she wanted.

"Be patient, Lu," Laxus murmured softly. He held her swivelling hips down before finally, pushing her underwear to the side and pressing her aching clit with one finger. Instantly, Lucy moaned loudly before clamping a hand on her mouth.

"What?" Laxus asked as he continued to vigorously circle her clit.

"I don't know who my neighbours are," Lucy whispered. "What if it's an old grandma and she hears us having sex and she's so scandalised that she has a heart attack?"

"Your landlord rents to people enrolled at the University, Lucy!" Laxus reminded her in a whisper.

"Why are you whispering?" Lucy asked, confused.

"Because you are!" Laxus hissed. "But neither of us need to! Your neighbours are probably just other students, also having sex. Also, you didn't care if your dad heard us!" Laxus accused. By this point, he'd stopped fingering her. It felt wrong to finger someone when talking about old grandmas and fathers.

"My dad isn't a stranger. It's weird if some person, who's never met me, knows what I sound like in bed," Lucy justified.

"It's weird if your dad knows what you sound like in bed!" Laxus shot back.

"Laxus, we were about to have sex. Can we please go back to that? And not talk about my dad?"

"You brought up the grandma first."

"Laxus, I need you to fuck me right now, so I need us to stop talking about this," Lucy laughed as she pulled Laxus down towards her, silencing his words with a fiery kiss.

Laxus scooped his arms under Lucy and carried her to the bedroom. Boxes were strewn everywhere and the bed was still unmade, but neither of them cared when he laid her down across the naked mattress and knelt over her. She sat up, with Laxus straddling her thighs, and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. He knew she loved undressing him. She'd gently let her fingers trail across this chest, nails delicately scraping his abs, until she reached down to his happy trail, at which point, she'd slide her hands back up his torso until she reached his shoulders, where she'd push his shirt off. Her hands would move to his back, feeling the curve and contour of every muscle, as her lips peppered is chest with kisses. Laxus loved how, every time Lucy took his shirt off, she looked at him like it was the first time she was seeing him like that. Seeing her desire for him lit a fire of passion in the pit of his stomach and sent all the blood in his body rushing into his member. With some amount of contorting and effort, Laxus lifted Lucy's dress over her head with the same care and precision that she'd undressed him with. Now that they were both semi-naked, Laxus looked down at Lucy, admiring the way her hair fell across her shoulders and over her pretty breasts. He loved the way her eyelashes brushed the tops of her cheeks when she blinked. He loved the way her chest rose and fell as she panted in desperation.

Lucy saw desire in his eyes, and felt his desire as it pushed against her stomach. "Fuck me, Laxus. Please," she moaned softly.

Laxus's mouth turned up at the corners. He grabbed Lucy's throat, bending down to kiss her roughly. His teeth grazed her lips and their tongues clashed as they kissed furiously. Laxus moved his hand into Lucy's hair, gathering it into his fist and yanking her head back, exposing her neck. He nipped a trail along her throat, starting at her collarbone and working his way up to her ear. Growling, Laxus pushed Lucy down onto the mattress. He snaked his way down her body and unceremoniously wrenched her underwear off. With a cupped palm, he slapped Lucy's thighs, pushing her legs apart and opening her up to him.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," he bit out, grabbing her tits in his hands before fiercely attacking her mouth with his. It was sloppy and messy and Laxus loved it.

"Spit," he commanded, putting his hand out in front of Lucy's mouth. Obediently, Lucy spit onto his fingers, which he rubbed along her slit, ensuring it was slick. Then, without warning, Laxus drove three fingers into her. With a scream, Lucy arched off the bed and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Fuck, Laxus!" she moaned. Laxus considered stopping, or at least taking a finger out, but when he saw her eyes roll back in her head and hips swivel against his palm, he smirked. With fantastic precision, Laxus pumped his fingers into her, curling them deliciously to hit that sensitive spot inside her. Having no pillows or sheets to hold onto, Lucy was desperately clawing at the mattress as her juices flooded Laxus's hand and dripped through his fingers onto it.

Wanting to taste her, Laxus lowered his face until it was level with her centre. He could feel the warmth emanating from her and the smell of her arousal was driving him insane with want. He pulled his fingers out, much to the disappointment of the writhing woman, and licked along her slit. Lucy shuddered, whimpering as she needed more. Laxus sucked at her puffy lips before pulling her swollen clit into his mouth. His fingers went back inside her, fucking her at a brutal pace that his tongue kept up with. With the way Lucy twitched and squirmed and mewled, he knew her orgasm wasn't far away and he wanted to taste her release. Her walls were clenching his fingers tightly as she fisted his hair in her fingers.

"Laxus, I'm gonna cum," she announced, panting. His only reaction was to reach up and spank her tit before twisting her nipple. The pain, shock, and pleasure came together beautifully to hurtle Lucy into her climax. A surge of wetness dripped out of her, which Laxus more than happily licked away, as she spasmed uncontrollably, crying his name.

Before she even had a chance to come down off her high, Laxus slammed his cock into her, triggering a second, immediate orgasm.

"Good fucking girl," Laxus purred, stroking her hair. "Wanna taste yourself?" he asked. Licking her lips, Lucy nodded. Laxus crawled up her body until he was straddling her chest. His thick, hard cock hung above Lucy's face, glistening with their combined juices. Craning her neck, Lucy stuck her tongue out and leisurely licked the underside of his dick. When she opened her mouth and eyed him seductively, Laxus carefully pushed the head of his dick between her lips. Then, inch by inch, Lucy swallowed his cock until her nose was very nearly pressed into his pelvic bone. Laxus heard her begin to choke under him and eased off. Her eyes were watering, but the grin on her face told him she wanted more. Once more, he slipped his dick into her mouth, this time being less careful. When she gagged, he pulled back briefly before driving in again. Her lips around his cock, warm breath dancing along his shaft as her tongue swirled patterns across his length, was literal heaven. He held her head in his hands, stilling her movements so that he had control of the situation. His head was tipped back, lips parted, as he fucked her throat. Her nails clawed into his ass, holding him in place, pulling him deeper into her mouth.

"Ohh- Fucking hell, Lucy," Laxus growled, eyes fluttering shut.

Laxus could've stayed like that forever, but he knew that fucking her mouth wasn't as good as it could get. While her lips and her tongue could do mind blowing things, nothing compared to the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around him as he watched her unravel spectacularly.

Deftly, Laxus rolled off her, lying down on his back. He began lazily jerking his cock, gaze locked with Lucy's.

"Do you plan on just staring at me or are you going to get on my dick?" Laxus drawled. Despite her two orgasms, his gravelly command made Lucy's pussy throb with need. With a coquettish toss of her hair, Lucy crawled onto him, positioning herself above his member. Before she could sink down, he gripped her hip.

"Turn around. I want to see that ass bounce."

Lucy gasped as a shiver ran up her spine. She slowly turned, making sure to arch her back and flaunt her ass as she knelt back down over his thighs. She began slowly lowering herself onto his dick, sighing happily when the head pushed in. Before she had a chance to gradually sink down on his entire length, Laxus held her firmly by the waist and drove up, spearing her on his cock. Lucy screamed in pleasure, falling forwards and bracing herself on his knees as he drove into her. With his every thrust, hitting deep inside her, Lucy felt her muscles tighten in anticipation of her release. And just when she felt like she was on the precipice, Laxus stopped moving, flipping them both onto their side. Lucy was about to protest, irritated that he stopped just as she was about to climax, but before the words could leave her lips, he slammed back into her. Their new angle allowed the head of his cock to rub perfectly against that one particular spot inside her that made Lucy's toes curl and her vision go white.

Laxus was relentless. Lucy came over and over again, but not once did he let up. With his hand around her throat, he pulled her face back to his, kissing her deeply, tasting her and her cherry lip balm. He bit multiple points along her throat and chest, marking her with small, purple blotches. He rubbed her clit as he pistoned into her, holding her against his chest as she whimpered through her release.

"Ohh...my...go- Laxus! Fuck fuck fuck, yes, please, oh my god!" Lucy cried as another orgasm tore through her.

Laxus clenched his jaw, staving off his own orgasm until she finished spasming around him.

"Where?" he gritted.

"In me. Cum in me, baby," Lucy whispered, spent from her multiple orgasms.

Laxus flipped her so she was on her back. He wanted to look into her eyes as he came. Slipping his dick back inside her sensitive pussy, Laxus began thrusting furiously, urged on by Lucy's soft moans. Her fingers were wrapped around his biceps, stroking his arms delicately as he neared his release.

"Fuck baby, yes, just like that," Lucy moaned, loving the aftershocks that ran through her as he fucked her.

Right before he came, Laxus dipped down and caught Lucy's lips in a passionate kiss. He moaned into her mouth, hips moving erratically as he shot his seed deep into her. As he caught his breath, he kissed her sweat slicked forehead, rolling until she was on top of him, her head resting on his chest. They lay like, panting, until their racing hearts slowed.

"Thank god we didn't put sheets down yet," Lucy giggled. "That was… Laxus, I don't think we've ever had sex that good," she whispered in awe.

"Is that a compliment to this time or an insult to the million other times we've fucked?" Laxus chuckled.

"Definitely a compliment to this time. Definitely. Fuck, babe, you may have just ruined me for other men."

"I'm offended it took so long. You ruined me for other women the day I met you," Laxus said softly, kissing the top of her head.

"At the pier in Greece?"

"No. At Bacchus's party," Laxus clarified.

Lucy sat up and looked at him in shock. "What? Stop lying."

"I'm not. I knew then you were something special. Who knows, maybe a part of me was in love with you from that moment onwards, all those years ago," Laxus smiled tenderly.

Overwhelmed, Lucy ducked her face into his neck. "You know I don't deserve you, right? You're amazing, Laxus. You're just…" she lifted her head to look at him. "You're the most perfect person in the world and I am so in love with you, it's crazy. You're everything to me, Laxus," she said sincerely, cupping his jaw.

"And you're my everything, Lu. But right now, you're sweaty. Go shower, and then we'll cuddle," Laxus said, pointing to the bathroom. Which earned him a smack on the head.

"You need to shower too. Get your sweaty, sexy ass off my new bed," Lucy ordered.

With a laugh, Laxus pulled her with him as he got out of bed, keeping an arm around her waist as she led him towards the bathroom.

"I'll drop you to the airport, Laxus! It's not a big deal!" Lucy tried one more time.

"It's your first day, you maniac! You can't skip class," he chastised in response.

"I don't wanna do college. I want to go on holiday," Lucy pouted.

"You literally haven't started yet. Plus we just got back from holiday! Why did we go up to that lakehouse if not to squeeze in a quick vacation?"

"Laxus, you made me hike! And fish! That's not a vacation! That's summer camp!"

"You loved fishing!"

"I hated hiking! And I didn't love fishing. It was fun, and nice, but you definitely had a better time than I did. And I love that! I'm so happy you had a great vacation, but can we do a Lucy kind of holiday next? Dancing, cocktails, the beach, a spa, that kind of thing."

Laxus rolled his eyes. "Fine, we'll go one long weekend. But only if you actually go to class and not just stay home on your computer, okay?" he bopped her nose.

"Okay, dad, jeez," Lucy mocked, sticking her tongue out.

"Good. And Lu?"

"Yeah?"
"Good luck, my love," Laxus whispered, kissing her.

"Thank you," she said, hugging him tight.

"Okay, I got you a present," he announced, pulling a little box out of his back pocket.

"Laxus, you shouldn't have!" Lucy said graciously as she accepted the box. Inside the box were the most gorgeous pair of earrings Lucy had ever seen. A cluster of tiny white pearls, dangling at the ends of thin gold chains that were held together by a small golden rose. The earrings were delicate and beautiful and Lucy was left at a loss for words.

"Laxus, I can't-" she tried. They were expensive, there was no doubt.

"They aren't for now, Lucy."

"What do you mean?"

"Wear these at your graduation. I know I'm about two years too early, but you're going to breeze through this, and you're going to graduate at the top of your class. And on any day that you are stressed and you want to quit, you call me, and then you look at those earrings and remember that I know you're going to make this Masters your bitch. Okay?" he held her chin, tilting her face up to his.

"Okay," Lucy whispered, eyes welling with tears.

"Good girl. You're brilliant, Lucy. And I am so madly in love with you."

He looked at Lucy with so much love and sincerity, that she felt her heart explode. Tears began rushing down her face as she threw her arms around him.

"I'm going to miss you so much, Laxus," she wailed into his chest.

"I'm going to miss you too, baby. So much." His words were muffled by her hair, but she heard them, and it only made her cry harder.

"Lucy, please don't cry. If you cry, I'll never let you go. Fuck college, fuck my job. I'll give everything up for you."

"So do it. I'll drop out too and we'll go live by the lake," Lucy sniffed.

"You're going to be fine, baby. We're going to be fine. We'll talk every day, I'll come here and visit, you come there and visit. We'll be fine," Laxus reassured both her and himself.

"I love you, Dreyar."

"I love you, Heartfilia."

A second tearful goodbye outside her academic building later, Lucy walked towards her class as Laxus got in his taxi to go to the airport. His heart hurt as he watched her walk away, and he was sorely tempted to jump out of his cab, gather her in his arms, and never let her go.

This is good, Laxus. This is good for her. And you have big things on the horizon anyway. She'll be fine, you'll be fine. God, I am so proud of her. She's incredible. Wait, fuck… Should I have…? No. Not yet.

Laxus quickly checked his bag to make sure the engagement ring was still there. He'd propose one day. Probably one day soon. But it was her first day at university, and it was a big deal. Getting a fiance, only to have that fiance jump on a plane may not have been the best way to start this new chapter of her life.

Laxus couldn't be more proud of his girlfriend, and as the taxi took him further and further away from her, he only prayed that nothing between them would change.

Lucy quickly found her class, noting that she was thirty minutes early.

Perfect.

She entered the classroom, quickly scoping the space before determining the perfect seat. Proximal enough to know what was happening and stay a part of the conversation, but far enough that, if she did want to sneak a look at her phone, the professor wouldn't catch her. Happy with her choice, Lucy dumped her bag onto the table and took her seat, fishing out her phone to send Laxus a "Bon voyage!" message. She continued aimlessly scrolling through social media, entirely unaware of the man who walked in not five minutes after she did.

"Uh, you're early," she heard a deep, silky voice comment. Snapping her head up, her eyes locked with a pair of dark eyes, partially obscured by an equally dark mop of floppy hair that hung down to his gloriously high cheekbones. His baby pink lips were twisted in confusion, and off his endless neck hung a couple of long, silver chains. His shirt was unbuttoned at the top with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his jeans were slung low on his hips.

Lucy wasn't sure if it was the fact that he caught her off-guard or the fact that he was smoking hot, but she found herself having a hard time forming words.

A/N: Oooh who this mystery man? Guesses? Thoughts? Theories?

Also, while I am not making any hard and fast commitments (because I never plan my stories), I suspect there may not be much smut any time soon. Again, the story may decide to change directions in a couple chapters, so who knows, but if I stay roughly on the track I want to be on, Laxus and Lucy are officially away from each other, so I don't see how I'm going to pepper in the smutty chaps. However, there is still plot and drama and all that fun stuff coming your way.

Last note, chapters may become "Lucy chapters" and "Laxus chapters". I say this just in case two chapters later you're like "WHERE TF IS LAXUS I MISS HIM". Everyone will show up, just probably not at the same time and not together.

As always, review review review! It fuels me.