The long awaited sequel! Well, at least long awaited for me. I loved Lightning in a Summer Sky. It was my full pride and joy, and I will always consider it my piece de resistance. I have wanted to delve back into that universe for some time now, and I was finally struck by such forceful inspiration one wine-drunk night that I simply had to start writing. I am so terribly excited to be writing this, and I hope I can do Lightning in a Summer Sky justice!

As always, please leave me your reviews, because they truly give me life! Plus, usual disclaimer of me not owning Fairy Tail. I have borrowed the names, but everything else is mine!

Happy reading!


"Baby!"

Laxus jerked his head up at the familiar voice, just in time to see a small, blonde woman hurl herself at him. Mercifully braced against the cold steel railing, Laxus managed to catch the girl and prevent his phone from smashing into the ground. He tried forming words, but only delighted chuckles escaped his lips. Standing at the airport, bags strewn everywhere, with the most perfect woman in the world currently in his arms, Laxus marveled at how sometimes, just sometimes, the movies did actually get it right.

"It's good to see you, my love," he finally managed, setting the girl back on her feet. He tucked an errant strand of blonde hair behind her ear and leaned down to give her a soft kiss.

"I've missed you, Laxus," Lucy whispered against her boyfriend's lips.

"I'm never letting you go," Laxus murmured in response, tightening his hold around her waist.

"Okay, let's get into a car quickly. Whether you like it or not, we're getting naked in exactly seven minutes," Lucy threatened, unzipping her jacket as if to prove a point.

Laxus bellowed out a laugh, collecting Lucy's bags that lay by their feet. She slipped her arm into the crook of his elbow, sighing happily when it fit just right. On the walk to Laxus's car, he even managed to convince her to let go of the 'naked-in-seven-minutes plan', and grudgingly, Lucy agreed to wait until they got home before she ripped his shirt off.

As they drove to Laxus's house, Lucy rolled down her window and stuck her face out. She wistfully watched the ocean zip past them as Laxus tore down the gorgeous, open coastal road.

"Me too," he finally said, drawing Lucy out her reverie.

"Huh?" she asked, turning to face him.

"Greece. I miss it too. I know the ocean here reminds you of it," he commented. He reached over and squeezed her thigh.

"Yeah… But it's okay. I'm just happy I'm with you again. Anywhere's Greece with you, baby," she winked animatedly at the end.

Laxus let out an amused snort. "Three months must be the longest we've been apart, huh?" he commented.

"Well, I had spent three months with you before that, so…" Lucy trailed off.

Laxus threw her an accusatory glare. "So? I think three months with your boyfriend is perfectly normal. Especially if your boyfriend is lovely as me," Laxus shrugged.

Lucy rolled her eyes at the cockiness - a small, tiny bad habit that she simply couldn't knock out of him. "Yeah, well, it's not normal when you're a working professional who was only supposed to take two weeks off, but happened to mysteriously come down with a terribly bad case of measles at the last minute that kept her out of work for an additional two and a half months. Sure, that sat really well with my boss, Laxus," Lucy scoffed.

"I don't appreciate the sarcasm and I didn't force you to stay. I gently suggested it, and you agreed, so really, that one is not on me. However…" Laxus looked at her suggestively.

"No. No, no. I'm not doing it again," Lucy quickly shook her head.

"You could get bird flu! Or was it bat flu? Or maybe just good ol' chicken pox. Were you ever vaccinated? Doesn't matter, we can destroy documentation if we need to. I mean, something fatal is probably pushing it, but are you morally against falsely exploiting a life-threatening disease that many suffer from?" Laxus asked sincerely.

"Yes, I am, and no, I am not fake falling sick again. I really do need to get back this time." The slight urgency in Lucy's voice gave Laxus pause.

"What do you-" he began.

"Oh, we're here! Thank fuck! Okay, babe, as much as I want us to fuck right now on your front porch, I need to get clean. I smell like airplane and it's not fun," Lucy quickly said, dissuading Laxus from asking the question he was going to. She didn't want to have that conversation here.


The warm water felt amazing, tumbling down on Lucy's shoulders and releasing the knots that came with long flights. Her hair smelled like vanilla and honey once more, and her coconut soap had gently fragranced her skin. Laxus's entire bathroom had become a steamy, very nice smelling sauna.

"Damn, Heartfilia, what are you trying to do? Cook yourself?" Lucy heard Laxus say in a low voice as he stepped into the shower behind her.

"I will pay you to rub my shoulders, Laxus," Lucy pleaded, tapping a finger against the aggrieved area.

Laxus leaned down, pressing his body against Lucy's, bringing his lips to her ear as nimble fingers began massaging her back. "I'm definitely going to collect," he whispered.

"Better give me my money's worth, then," Lucy replied seductively, turning around to face him. They kept their gazes locked as Laxus reached behind Lucy to turn off the water before scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to his bed.

"Your sheets!" Lucy screamed as he tossed her dripping frame onto the mattress.

"We can change them after," Laxus mumbled huskily, crawling over her. He started by kissing the top of her head, working his way down to her forehead, kissing both eyelids and the tip of her nose before tilting her head to kiss her cheek, first the right, then the left. He kissed along her jaw, down her throat, and up to her ear, before finally, kissing her lips. It started slow and sensual. Lucy wound her fingers into Laxus's damp hair, meeting every flick and swirl of his tongue with her own. But soon, their kissing grew more frantic. Teeth nipped against soft flesh as tongues battled, both desperate to taste as much as they could of the other. Lucy began grinding herself against Laxus, feeling his erection nestled comfortably between their bodies.

"I can't wait any longer," Lucy moaned, reaching down between them to stroke his member.

Laxus discreetly spit into his hand before slicking it against Lucy's already very wet entrance.

"You don't want to play a little first?" he offered.

"Later. We'll have nice, long foreplay later. For now, I need you in me," Lucy pleaded, bucking her hips against his. One hand had freed itself from Laxus's blond locks and was now tweaking her nipple.

"Still on birth control?" Laxus asked.

"Yes yes yes," Lucy rushed, eager for what was coming.

"Been sleeping with anyone else?" Laxus joked, goading her.

"Laxus, please don't tease me," Lucy wailed.

"STDs babe. Gotta be sure," he chuckled before pressing his lips to hers.

Then, with a single thrust, he buried himself inside her. Simultaneously, the couple sighed happily. For what could have been twenty minutes or two hours, Lucy and Laxus made love all over his bed. Laxus gripped Lucy's hips as he drove into her from the back, and then, Lucy would be straddling him, hands pressed against his chest, as she bounced on his cock. Laxus's bedroom was soon filled with ecstatic moans and growls, as the two reconnected lovers explored each other's bodies once more.

Finally, as the excitement and adrenaline began to wear off, Laxus hovered over Lucy, her legs around his waist, as he slowly pumped into her. Looking deeply at each other, with soft lips letting out gentle pants, Lucy and Laxus came undone together. Their orgasms began in their toes, slowly coursing their way up through the couple's bodies, until, with a shattering gasp and a passionate kiss, Lucy's pussy clenched around Laxus, drawing out his seed.

When Laxus tried to roll to the side, Lucy tightened her legs around him, encircling his neck with her arms. She tugged him down, forcing him to fall upon her chest, where she hugged him. His familiar weight, pressed into her as she wove her legs through his, reminded Lucy of the many ways in which Laxus was her happy place. She couldn't help but admire his beautifully coloured sandy blond hair, and his sharp cheekbones that led down to full, sensual lips. Though his eyes were shut, Lucy could clearly picture their perfect grey-blue colour, framed by long, brown lashes. His height and physique and impeccable sense of style generally gave Laxus the air of someone who was rich, handsome, and unbelievably cocky. All of that was true, but when he lay against Lucy's chest, breathing gently and contentedly against her skin, there was something so delicately beautiful about him, it made Lucy's heart twist from unrestrained love. Laxus gently kissed the breast against which his face was nestled as Lucy combed her fingers through his hair.

"I love you, Dreyer," she whispered, almost to herself.

"I love you too, Heartfilia," he softly replied.

Then, sitting up to observe his girlfriend with her post-orgasmic glow, Laxus couldn't help but smile. "Stay just like that," he ordered. Lucy had moved one arm to above her head and the other across her chest. Laxus leaned over, reaching for the camera on his side table, before getting up on his knees and pointing the lens at Lucy.

"Laxus," Lucy admonished, rolling her eyes.

"You're so beautiful. Just let me do this, please," he muttered, clicking the shutter button repeatedly.

"It's practically a boudoir shot, Laxus!" Lucy complained. "Next thing you know, we'll be making a sex tape."

"First of all, I'm down to make a sex tape. Secondly, how dare you compare my photos to some second-rate porno? These are classy. You'll see," he continued to mumble, minutely adjusting Lucy's arms or hair to get the best shot.

"I said boudoir. That's not second-rate porno," Lucy justified.

"Whatever. Look at these," Laxus said proudly, falling off Lucy to show her the little display screen.

As Lucy scrolled through the photos, she was reminded of all those beautiful shots Laxus had taken of her in Greece. That man had this magical ability to make her look unbelievably stunning, and he had done it yet again. Lucy couldn't be mad at a photograph that so succinctly captured the love and lust she felt for her boyfriend, perfectly articulated in her wide, honey brown eyes.

"I don't know how you do it…" Lucy whispered in shock.

"I press a button. You look stunning," Laxus said, kissing her head. Then, putting his camera down and sliding out of bed, Laxus walked to his cupboard for a pair of pants.

"No! Please don't hide that ass," Lucy said lecherously, wagging her eyebrows.

"Stop being a pervert. I'm going to cook you some dinner," he announced, slipping his toned legs into a pair of sweatpants.

"Goodbye, gorgeous butt. Goodbye even gorgeous-er penis. I'll miss you," Lucy pouted, staring firmly at his crotch.

"You're ridiculously insatiable. All the more reason to get started on dinner, so that you'll have the energy to do everything you want to tonight," Laxus called as he left the room.

"Good thinking! My boyfriend is a genius!" Lucy screamed, cackling hysterically to herself as she heard Laxus clang about the kitchen. Helping herself to his closet, Lucy found her favourite shirt and slipped it on before wading through her suitcase for a pair of panties.

As she padded out towards the kitchen, she began talking. "I don't know why I bothered with the panties, honestly. You're just going to take them off again in an hour. Oh, well," Lucy said, rounding the corner into the kitchen. She perched herself on the counter, watching Laxus as he cooked. He handed the ladle to Lucy, silently instructing her to stir what looked like pasta sauce, as he poured two glasses of wine.

"How's work?" she asked, accepting the glass from Laxus.

"Uh, the same as it was yesterday? When I told how work was over the phone?" Laxus replied, confused.

"Yeah, but now I'm asking in person! Ugh, should we maybe not talk every day? Because now we have nothing to catch up on," Lucy groaned, taking a sip of her wine.

Laxus stayed silent for a couple seconds, stirring around the pot some more. Then, popping a lid on, he turned to Lucy.

"You sure we have nothing to catch up on? 'Cause I know you, Lucy. And there's something you want to tell me, but haven't. So, out with it," he demanded.

Lucy sighed. Obviously he noticed. There was never anything he didn't notice. "You know, your powers of observation would make it very hard for me to have an illicit affair," Lucy noted.

"That's how I'm keeping you roped in for life. Now, tell me. What happened?" he asked.

With a deep inhale, Lucy jumped off the counter and slipped her hand into his. She led him to the couch, where she proceeded to curl up in his lap, wine in hand.

"Okay. So," she began.

"Wait, how bad is it? I need to prepare myself," Laxus interjected.

"It's not bad… It's actually good. But… Okay, basically. I got into the Masters programme I was looking at," Lucy blurted.

"Heartfilia! That's amazing! Congratulations! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Laxus gave her a tight hug.

"It starts this fall…"

"So? September is still a couple months away." Laxus was still confused as to why she hadn't told him earlier.

"Yeah, which is why I can't stay for more than two weeks this time. I need to go home, wrap things up at work, put in my papers, pack, find someone who'll go check in on dad every now and then… Just a lot of work to do," Lucy sighed, dropping her face into Laxus's shoulder.

"That's okay, babe. I understand. And if you need, I can take a few weeks off work to come help you. I don't have any large projects coming up any time soon," Laxus offered.

"Actually, I think we should go on holiday somewhere. Just for a week even. And we can go somewhere more local. Maybe a lake house? In August. Right before I leave. Since, after that, it may be a while before we…" she trailed off.

"A while before what, Lucy?" Laxus asked, leaned back to look at her suspiciously.

"This is why I didn't tell you! I didn't want to have this conversation! Laxus, my University is nearly a six hour flight away!"

"So? It's not like we live in the same city now! We're still a couple hours away from each other! What's four more hours?"

"It's not that… It's that I won't be able to just take off from University. At least with work, I can come here and work remotely, and live with you for three months, but I can't do that at University." Lucy could feel tears beginning to form in her eyes. "And it's not like we can be flying out to each other every weekend. We'd lose a day in travel alone."

"So we'll find moments, and in between, we'll call every day. We'll video call, and stay on the phone with each other for hours. It'll be fine. We'll be fine," Laxus reassured, cupping her cheek.

"What about the time difference?" Lucy sniffed.

"We'll work around it. Maybe you eat a super late dinner, and I'll eat a super early dinner, and it'll be like we're eating dinner together," Laxus laughed softly. "I still don't understand why you didn't tell me…"

"It's not fair to you. In the last year, the only thing you've been saying is how I should move here and be with you. And then I went and did the exact opposite. It's not fair to make you do long distance, and to make you wait. You're such an amazing boyfriend and you deserve someone who can be with you all the time." Lucy couldn't hold back the tears any longer.

For several moments, Laxus didn't say anything. He silently wiped her cheeks, but continued to just look at her intently, as if to discern her motives. "Are you breaking up with me?" he finally asked, voice deathly quiet.

In shock, Lucy leapt off his lap. "Excuse me? No! Why? Are you breaking up with me? Fuck, I shouldn't have told you! I should've told you when I was leaving! Please, Laxus, just, can we have the next two weeks? Please don't break up with me right now!" Lucy begged, clasping his hands.

"You lunatic, I'm not breaking up with you! I asked you! Why would I ask you if you were breaking up with me if I was breaking up with you! I'm not breaking up with you!" Laxus stood up to join the frantic Lucy.

"Are you sure? Because I will not blame you if you break up with me. Long distance is not easy," Lucy warned.

"Can we please stop saying 'break up'? Please? And yes, long distance is not easy, but I'd do anything for you, and wait for as long as you needed me to. You're it for me, Heartfilia, and one day, I will get you to that altar and prove to you that there will never be another woman more perfect for me than you," Laxus's voice dropped towards the end as he approached Lucy and pulled her into an embrace.

"Was that a proposal?" she asked, muffled against his chest.

"Don't be disrespectful. As if I'd blurt out a proposal in the middle of my living room while we're both half-naked. I am classier than that," Laxus scoffed.

"Well, if it was, I'd have said yes. And when you do ask for real, my only request is-"

"Nothing public. I know. I wouldn't risk being rejected in front of a hundred strangers anyway."

Lucy laughed, smacking Laxus's arm. "You and I both know it'll never be a rejection."

"Well, I won't be a hundred percent convinced until I have a ring on your finger and your last name is Dreyer."

"Heartfilia-Dreyer, but okay, baby. If a ring and a name change is what it'll take to convince you I'm here for good, then we can arrange that," Lucy giggled.

"And seriously, my love, I am not worried about you being far away. I'm not worried about long distance. I love you. I love you more than I thought was ever possible. And we'll do whatever it takes to make this work. I know we will," Laxus held Lucy's face in his hands, resting his forehead against hers.

"I love you too. And we will make this work. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier," Lucy whispered.

"It doesn't matter. I'm just glad I know." Then, pulling away from Lucy and offering her his hand, Laxus gestured towards the kitchen. "Shall we go celebrate with dinner and multiple glasses of wine?"

"It would be my pleasure, good sir," Lucy said, imitating the voice and airs of high society. She curtsied deeply before placing her hand in his, chortling when he rolled his eyes at her goofiness.

"You're too good to me, Dreyer," she panted mid-laugh. And in return, she received a soft swat on her butt.


A/N: Okay, I will do my best to fairly divide my time between this one and Bunny and Dragon, but I am SO excited to be writing this again! I hope you enjoy the sequel as much as you enjoyed Lightning in a Summer Sky!