The majority of characters belong to Hiro Mashima. I'm going to be introducing OC's.
Has anyone else written down notes on what you want to put in your story, but it changes when you start typing? Yeah, that keeps happening to me. Haha
I've edited the chapters quite a bit. This chapter being one of them. I didn't like how I wrote it so I changed it up. I have the next chapter in the works and have been working on it when I can. Hopefully I'll be done with it soon.
Warning: For Mature Audiences Only
Chapter 5
While Lucy is doing her thing, Bickslow decides to visit Laxus. He drives through town until he gets to a building that looks just like a traditional Japanese Dojo. There's a row of hedges going around the property acting as a fence. Bickslow finds a spot to park and stretches when he gets out.
He walks through the entrance which is a Torii Gate Shrine. There's a sign when you walk through that says:
The Rolling Thunder Dojo
Our Focus:
To seek to attain perfection of character
To live with politeness and discipline
To honor a code of ethical behavior
To strive for excellence through effort
To refrain from impetuous conduct
Walking through the gate there are natural stepping stones leading up to the building. When he enters Laxus is already teaching a class, so he quietly goes out back to the garden. The property has a natural, simple, minimalist setting. Mira designed it in a way that inspires reflection and meditation, and she did a very good job. He enjoys the scenery that gives him a sense of calm while he waits.
"So, how did it go with my sister?"
Bickslow jumps and turns to face Laxus, "dammit man you need bells."
"Or you need to pay more attention to your surroundings." Laxus leans his back against the railing
Bickslow leans facing forward. "It went really well man, she-"
Laxus raises a hand, "I don't want any details dude."
"All I was going to say is she is really fun to hang out with. She helped me make dinner-"
Laxus raises an eyebrow, "wait, she cooked? We've banned her from the kitchen."
Bickslow turns so he can face Laxus, "no, she helped. Now as I was saying she helped me make dinner and we had a nice conversation. It was mainly about me though."
"Yeah? How much did you tell her? And fair warning, she's usually apprehensive about talking about herself. I don't think she fully opened up to Ren."
"Well, I told her she can talk to me about anything when she's ready. She did have a breakdown and told me everything that happened with Ren."
"That fucker, I tried telling her he was no good for her."
"Dude, I get it, she's your sister and you want to protect her. But sometimes you have to let the ones you love make mistakes and then learn from it."
"Alright Gramps."
Bickslow shrugs his shoulders, "Just saying, man. After all the shit I've been through Mavis knows where I'd be if I didn't have you, Axe, and Marlene by my side."
"So, it wasn't a turn-off listening to her about her ex-boyfriend?"
"No, if I want a relationship with her then she needs to know she can talk to me about anything."
"Just don't rush it, it could scare her off. The whole point Mira and I set you up like that yesterday is so you two can get to know each other."
"I know man. It might not have seemed like it, but I did take the advice Mira gave me to heart if the day came when I wanted an actual relationship."
"She's good like that. She helped Elfman and Evergreen repair their relationship."
"As for what I told her, I told her a little about Axe and how I first got into carving and a friend of his got me into tikis and totems. Also, it was my mother that taught me how to cook."
"Anything else about your parents?"
"Nah, didn't want to get into that."
"Don't blame ya, but another fair warning, parents are a very touchy subject for her. Don't be upset if she never talks to you about it."
"That bad?"
"Yeah…"
Bickslow feels it's time for a subject change and it's something he's been wondering about. "How are you feeling? Nervous about the wedding?"
"Nah, I'm nervous about that bachelor party you planned."
"First, you're a liar. You're nervous."
"Okay fine, but only because there's going to be a lot of attention on me."
"Second, I'll be replanning your party."
"Let me guess, a strip club?"
"Yeah, I don't think that will win me any points with Lucy."
"Don't worry about Lucy, she'll be cool with it. Are you that serious about her already?"
"Yeah, is that weird?"
"A little considering your history." Laxus looks at his watch, "Shit I got another class in a few minutes."
"Alright man, I'll see you at dinner tonight."
"Wait. What?"
"Yeah, Lucy invited me to dinner."
"Okay, well before I go I got one last thing to say. Let her come to you and initiate."
"I already planned on it, man. Unless I just can't hold back anymore."
"Okay stop right there."
Bickslow laughs, "See ya man."
"Later."
Bickslow gets into his truck and drives to the storage units that are housing Axe's belongings. It's a little way outside of town and has rows of decent-sized units for people to use. Bickslow's contains all of the little projects he and Axe had done when he started wood carving up to all the bigger things like tables and chairs throughout the years.
There is also a bike Axe helped him build, a metallic blue 1990 Harley-Davidson Fat Boy. There's a little boy in the orphanage who has stopped by the shop now and again expressing his interest in Bickslow's work and motorcycle. He lost his parents in a horrific accident. Maybe he can start teaching the kid the same way Axe did, starting with walking sticks. He could also use his first bike to teach the boy how to take it apart and then rebuild it. Riding will come once he knows all the ins and outs of the bike.
As he's looking at it all he decides that it really is about time for him to finally let go of all that stuff.
He heads back home and pulls into the garage to park his truck. He heads to his well-built red barn to finish up a project. When he enters, the sight of an old Motorcycle Run flyer on the wall catches his eye. It's that time of year and the 7th Annual one is coming up. He hasn't been to the last few. Maybe Lucy would like to go. He looks at Axe's cut and brain bucket hanging on the wall. He then uncovers Axe's motorcycle. A 1980 candy apple red Harley-Davidson Low Rider with some modifications done to it such as adding a seat for his Old Lady Marlene.
There is also a picture of a motorcycle on the wall and underneath it says: "Life's journey is not about making it to your grave safe and sound, but skidding in sideways yelling holy shit what a ride!"
It's a little shrine for the man who basically raised him. He's still surprised and thankful that Axe's brothers let him keep it all. Although he shouldn't be too surprised, since he was the son that Axe and Marlene never had. He also has Marlene's Old Lady Cut hanging right next to Axe's. He got about the same amount of time with her as he did his biological mother, the difference being he had more memories of Marlene with him being older to remember it all. She died five years ago when he was 25. From fucking Cancer. Just like his mother. Hers was pancreatic and his mother's was breast cancer when he was eleven. They both were sweet, caring, nurturing women so he couldn't understand why they had to suffer through that.
He was twelve when his father packed them up and left Trifecta to move to Hargeon. A year later his father started dating a woman who was just using him and made sure all of his attention was on her. She was such a greedy ungrateful bitch. She was also verbally abusive to both of them. His father did absolutely nothing to stop it and later on became an alcoholic.
Axe and Marlene became his parental figures which he'll forever be grateful for. He takes a minute to talk to their spirits and update them on his life. He tells them about Lucy and how he thinks they would like her.
He spends the next couple of hours finishing up an order, a king mahogany hardwood sleigh bed featuring scrolled headboards and footboards.
Once he's finished he looks at the time and realizes he doesn't have much time to get ready. He quickly showers and heads out to Gramps' on his motorcycle.
Dinner is a good affair. They all relax on the back patio for a bit. Eventually, Gramps turns in and Laxus and Mira leave. Lucy walks with Bickslow to his motorcycle. They talk about what their week is going to look like. She kisses him and he deepens it. They say goodnight and Bickslow stays parked in the driveway while she walks in. He sees a light turn on in a room and quietly gets off of his bike, sneaks to it, and lightly knocks.
The curtains part and the window opens. Bickslow looks on in horror, "Uh, um.."
"You got the wrong window" Gramps chuckles, "Lucy's is down there. Second to the last."
"Okay, uh thank you." Bickslow hauls his ass down to her window and he swears he hears chuckling and something about grandbabies. He knocks on the right window. Lucy opens the curtains in nothing but a tight tank top, her nipples pebbling through, and a pair of matching panties.
"What are you doing?" Lucy moves out of the way so Bickslow can climb through her window.
Bickslow struggles, "What does it look like? I'm sneaking into your room." He manages to get his tall ass in without knocking anything over.
Lucy cocks her hip to the side, "what, are we in high school again?"
Bickslow stands up and dusts himself off, "If you recall, I didn't have any friends in high school."
"Oh, right. Sorry." She looks down, a little embarrassed.
Bickslow cups her chin and tilts her head up, "No worries."
Lucy rubs her thighs together, there's just something about this man. "So-uh what are you doing?"
The action doesn't go unnoticed by Bickslow but that's not what he's here for. He drops his hand, "I wasn't ready to call it a night so I thought I would sneak in to spend more time with you."
Lucy blushes and doesn't know what to say. 'What is wrong with me? Why am I so nervous? It's like I'm in high school all over again.'
Bickslow looks around the room and his eyes zone in on something hanging on the door. "Is that a cheerleader outfit?"
"Yeah, when I started going to Magnolia High Erza was the head cheerleader and after she graduated the torch got passed to me."
Bickslow gives her a grin, "want to put it on and do a little cheer for me?"
Lucy slaps his arm, "perv."
"Yup." He's not even going to deny it. "Cute room you got here."
"Is there something wrong with having a pink room?"
"Nah." He sits on her bed. "did you do any other extracurricular activities in school?"
"Yeah, I was in the chess and book club."
"Oh, so a nerdy cheerleader."
"Did you come in here to make fun of me?" Lucy crosses her arms, pushing up her breasts, and pouts.
"Not at all. Just wanted to learn a little more about the mysterious Lucy Dreyar."
Lucy sits down on the bed next to Bickslow and lays down on her back. "I'm not that mysterious."
"Oh?" Bickslow lays down with her.
"You know, you're the first boy that's ever snuck in my room."
"No way."
"Yes, way. Well, the first person I'm sleeping with to sneak in."
"So other boys used to sneak in?"
Lucy turns her head to look at Bickslow, "Natsu and Gray did. Erza started joining them. But mainly Natsu."
Bickslow raises an eyebrow at her.
"What? We were best friends."
"That never turned to anything more?"
"No, Natsu and I never turned into one of those stereotypical boy and girl who are best friends and fall in love with each other stories. It stopped when he and Lisanna started dating. Gray only snuck in to read what I was writing; he never stayed the night much. Erza snuck in when Laxus wasn't home to protect my virtue."
"I sure hope so."
"Mmhmm and Gray stopped once Juvia started going to school with us. Erza and I still had sleepovers along with the other girls. The number of girls slowly dwindled as they all graduated and went on to go to college for their careers."
"Did it get lonely?"
"Not at all. I still had Lisanna, Levy, and Yukino."
"You're the only one that didn't come back after college."
"I was dead set on the career I chose for myself."
They lay in silence for a few minutes. Lucy cups Bickslow's face with her hand and rubs her thumb across his cheekbone. They both lean into each other and start making out. Lucy gets up to straddle and grind against him. She grabs the bottom of the shirt and tugs it. Bickslow sits up and helps her take it and the one underneath off.
Lucy tugs on his nipple rings lightly. "I meant to ask about your nipple rings. Didn't it hurt?"
Bickslow moans and closes his eyes, "Ahh, at first, but they bring more pleasure than pain." 'Fuck, I'm supposed to be getting to know her more, not-' Lucy sucks on one of his nipples and tugs a bit on the ring with her teeth, "Fuck Lucy."
"Oh, we'll be getting to that."
As she moves on to the other one he opens his eyes and sees scarves hanging up by the door and gets an idea.
"Go get your scarves over there."
"Why? Are you going to tie me up?" Lucy gets up to grab the scarves.
"No, you're going to tie me up and give me orders."
"Well, that's a first. Okay, well then. Take off the rest of your clothes."
Bickslow does so. "Never been the dominant one?"
"Nope. Not that I've never wanted to be. Get in the middle of the bed."
Bickslow scoots himself into the middle of the bed. "How do you want me?"
"Hmmm… I know I want your legs like this." Lucy grabs an ankle, ties it up to the leg of the bed then moves on to the next so his legs are spread. "But I'm unsure about the arms. What do you think?"
"That's not how it works. You give the orders, and I must comply."
"Fine then spread out your arms."
Bickslow does so and after she ties him up she blindfolds him. "Even better." It's very silent and he can hear her doing something but can't tell what.
Lucy uses this opportunity to undress herself and put something else on. Once she's dressed she crawls up the bed, stops at his erection, and licks it.
Bickslow moans.
"We got to be quiet, Gramps is trying to sleep." Lucy continues to lick his shaft and then fully sheathes it in her mouth and begins to suck him off.
"Lucy, hell yeah."
Lucy continues to bob her head until she feels his dick start to pulse and takes her mouth off of him.
"I was close." Bickslow huffs.
"Oh, I know." Lucy slowly lowers herself on him. "Is this what you want?" Not taking him in far, she goes very slowly up and down.
"Yes Lucy, that's exactly what I want."
She lifts off of him and sits on his torso. "Sorry not yet."
"Fucking tease you are."
"You better believe it." She moves further up the bed and rests her legs on the side of his head, pussy hovering over his mouth. A hand grabs a hold of hair and pulls it. "Have you ever fantasized about getting fucked by a cheerleader?"
"Fuck yes."
Lucy takes off his blindfold. "a fantasy fulfilled." She lowers herself fast enough to cut Bickslow off. She grabs a hold of the headboard to brace herself. "Oh Bickslow, have I ever told you how much I love that tongue."
Bickslow licks and sucks what he can while she rides his face. Fuck, this is better than any fantasy he's ever had.
Lucy slows her pace and lifts a little so he can talk. "Are you okay down there?"
Bickslow brings his head up to snatch her clit and suck on it.
"Fuuuck. Bickslooow."
"That's it baby cheer for me."
Lucy quickens her pace leaving Bickslow enough room to lick up and down her pussy. He then moves his tongue inside to swirl it around making Lucy become a moaning mess. He sucks and then flicks her clit. "Fuck my face baby."
"I don't want to smother you."
"It'll be okay. There are worse ways to die than being smothered by a nice warm delicious pussy."
Lucy lowers herself and smothers him, thighs gripping his head while she rides him. She can't help but pull his head up by his hair to bring him closer.
"Ahh Bickslow! Yes!" Lucy slaps a hand over her mouth to muffle the sounds of pleasure from her release and then removes herself from him.
Bickslow licks her pussy clean, lapping up all her juices. "Your pussy tastes so good."
She looks down at him. "I'm glad you think so." She gets off of his face and moves down to straddle his torso again. She bends over to lick his face clean of her. "Your right, my pussy does taste good." She sits back up and as she's about to remove her top Bickslow stops her.
"Leave it on. I want the full effect of being fucked by a cheerleader."
She grabs his nipple rings, twists and tugs them. "But it's so small my boobs are practically popping out of it."
"Fuck. Which makes it even better."
"hmmm… What to do next."
Bickslow brings his hips up. "I know something."
Lucy scoots down. "Oh, you want your dick to get some attention?" She lines his dick up with her entrance.
"Fuck yes."
Lucy teases him by slowly lowering herself on him. "Did you forget I'm the one in charge?" She lifts up and then slams down on him.
"N-n-o, god damn Lucy."
She slowly goes up and then slams down. Slowly up then slams down. She loves being in charge and is very happy about Bickslow trusting her enough to leave himself vulnerable to her.
Bickslow moans, "Lucy you feel so good." He groans when she lifts herself off of him, "What are you doing?"
"I'm a tease remember? Now I'm going to untie your hands." After she does, she straddles him.
Once she does, Bickslow sits up, grabs her face, and muffles her squeak of surprise when he kisses her. One hand goes around her body, the other in her hair while both of her arms glide up his chest, and wraps her arms around his neck. He tugs on her hair and he uses that as an opportunity to slide his tongue in. Bickslow breaks it breathing heavily, "Fuck your hot." He goes back in to kiss her and the hand around her body slides down to her thigh and travels underneath her skirt until it reaches her pussy. He inserts two fingers and his thumb rubs her clit.
Lucy breaks the kiss and arches her back, "Oh Bickslow."
"That's right baby, cheer for me again." He scissors her and As he works her down below, he leans in to kiss her neck and down her collarbone. He bites and sucks leaving a good mark.
"Ahh!" Lucy digs her nails into his shoulder blades.
His mouth travels further down and bites her nipple through the top and at the same time, he curls his fingers in her pussy.
She's riding his hand at this point. "Yes! Bickslow! Mmmm."
"Come for me, Lucy." His voice is muffled by her breast until she grabs his head and slams her lips on his.
Lucy's moans are muffled when she kisses him. Once she's come down from her orgasm, she breathes heavily. "That is not what I was planning. I'm not complaining but damn. Your fingers are just as good as your tongue."
Bickslow pulls his fingers out and cleans them of her juices, "Mmm… You shouldn't have untied me, Lucy." He grabs her waist and rubs her wet core along his length.
"Oh? Why is that?"
Bickslow lifts her with an arm under her bottom, the other lines himself up and he moves his hips up as he lowers her down on him until he's completely buried in her. "Because you've just given me some control." He has a tight hold on her hips as he lowers himself back on the bed. "Now ride me."
Lucy's walls clench around him at his command. She tries to slowly ride him but he's not having any of it and thrusts up into her quickly. She manages to pry his hands off of her and pin them on either side of his head. Her hair curtains around them, "I thought you wanted me to ride you?" She pushes her lower half down and rolls her hips.
Bickslow groans, "I do."
Lucy sits up, still holding his hands, "then let me." She places his hands on her breasts and she rests hers on his abdomen as she slowly undulates his cock relishing in the sounds of her pleads. While she's enjoyed teasing him, she too needs more so she frenetically bounces on his dick but it's still not enough. She gets off of him and turns around to crawl down her bed not bothering to acknowledge him while she's on her mission.
Bickslow gets a good look at her ass underneath her skirt. "One day I'm going to fuck that ass." He gets a reply from that and his legs are freed.
Lucy remains where she's at, on her hands and knees. She turns her head, "As long as you can promise to take it easy on my virgin ass that can be arranged." She lowers her upper half so her ass is sticking up in the air. "Now are you ready to fuck a cheerleader?"
Bickslow scrambles to get on his knees behind her, "Fuck yeah." He flips her skirt up, getting a nice view of her ass, and rubs his dick on her pussy. "I am going to make you cheer your pretty little ass off for me." He lines himself up and slams into her. He has a death grip on her hips and he pulls her back on him as he pounds into he causing her to be very loud vocalizing her pleasure. "You're the sexiest cheerleader I've ever seen."
Lucy bites down on the comforter when she realizes how loud she is being. Slapping of skin on skin also resounds loudly in her bedroom. He pulls her up against his chest, and her arms go up around his neck, arching her back making her breasts stick out further. He turns her head to face his and kisses her. He bites her bottom lip and she complies opening her mouth for him. Her moans and screams are muffled by his mouth when he rubs her clit vigorously.
Bickslow's other hand alternates between her breasts, attempting to give them equal attention and he's trying to hold his orgasm back. He wants her to cum one more time. But with the way she's been teasing him, he's not sure he'll last much longer.
He breaks off the kiss, "Cum for me Lucy."
As she reaches her climax with a scream of "Bickslow!" she feels Bickslow's length throb inside of her and they dissolve into pleasure together. Out of breath, Lucy says, "H-Holy fuck."
"Holy fuck is right." Bickslow pulls out, and they lay down on the bed together facing each other still breathing heavily.
"You're the first guy to sneak into my bedroom and fuck me in my bed."
"Oh yeah?" Fuck yeah.
All of a sudden Lucy's eyes go wide. "Shit!"
"What?"
"I got so caught up in the moment I forgot about Gramps. He definitely heard all of that."
Bickslow runs his hands up and down her back, "If it makes you feel any better I almost snuck into his bedroom window."
Lucy laughs, "Oh my God, you didn't!"
He laughs along with her, "Yeah, it was a little awkward." He scoots closer to Lucy and holds her against him, I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow." Bickslow rubs himself against her. "I could spend all night buried in you."
"Mmmm, are you sure you would be able to top that?" Lucy kisses his chest.
"Oh baby, you don't even know."
"I can't wait to find out. That was the most mind-blowing sex I've ever had and if you can top that, well then you must be a sex god."
"Fucking right I am." He lifts her face and leans down to give her a soft kiss.
"What time do you work?"
Bickslow grabs her hand and kisses her knuckles, "I get up at 6:30 to eat, shower, and be there by 7:30 so I have time to get ready to open the doors at 8." He rests her hand above his heart.
She can feel his heartbeat erratically, "Maybe I can stop by when you're on your lunch break?"
"As tempting as that sounds, I got to work on the books tomorrow and I don't think the surrounding businesses would appreciate the noise."
"True, don't need the cops being called. Our luck it'll be Erza who takes the call." Lucy laughs.
Bickslow chuckles, "Right, she'll either be a bright shade of red or we'll get the scolding of a lifetime."
"Both once she's able to gain her composure."
They both get off the bed and Lucy struggles out of the cheerleader uniform. Once it is finally off, she wraps herself up in her robe and takes the comforter off her bed.
Bickslow meanwhile gets dressed and goes across the hall to wash his hands. When he walks back in Lucy is putting her cheerleader outfit on her dresser. "Hey Lucy?"
Lucy walks with him to her window, "Yeah?"
He stops to pull her into his arms, "Would you like to be my date for the wedding?"
She looks up at him, hands on his chest, "You don't already have one?" She didn't even think about that. How awkward the wedding would be if he showed up with another woman.
He tightens his hold on her, "Nah, I was going to go stag and pick up a chick."
Lucy smirks up at him, "Hmmm… Well, I don't want to cramp your style."
Bickslow whispers in her ear, "You won't be cramping anything other than a muscle or two."
"Oh from doing what?" Lucy asks rubbing his chest and occasionally tweaking his nipples.
He continues to whisper in her ear, his voice husky. "Well, after the reception you'll be giving me roadhead while I drive us to a secluded spot." He then nibbles on her ears.
"I will huh?" She closes her eyes and moans.
"Yup. After I park you'll pull yourself up onto my lap." He slides his tongue down her neck and then back up to her ear.
"Oh? What else?" Lucy's chest is heaving and she's beginning to get worked up again.
He moves a hand underneath her robe and rubs a finger up and down her folds. "You will pull your panties to the side and ride me so hard my truck will be rocking." He inserts his fingers and fucks her with them.
Her breath hitches. "We could always go do that now."
He pulls out his fingers. "Nope. I really got to get going." He puts his fingers up to her mouth. "Could you please clean our come off of me?"
Lucy languidly sucks his fingers and lets them go, "And you say I'm the tease."
Bickslow crawls out of the window, turns around, and pops his head in the window. "Don't worry it will happen. I promise you."
Lucy leans down so they're face to face and her robe opens up enough to see her cleavage. "I take promises very seriously."
"I always follow through." Bickslow gives her a quick kiss. "later babe."
Lucy smiles, "Bye Bickslow."
They both realize later that they forgot to use a condom... again...
A/N: sakurabudokan. com This is where I got information About traditional Japanese Dojo's. The sign leading into Laxus's Martial Arts Center belongs to Sakurabudokan. com
