What Fairy Girls Want
by Ulquiorra9000
Chapter 27: my magic fingers (they touch everything)
The last time Natsu played Counter-Strike: Mega Fighting, he kinda got his ass kicked by 4th graders who kept teabagging his characters. But not today! Natsu was bringing his A game to the tournament, and Jella was bringin' his A game, because that guy didn't do anything halfway. Not in games, not in the classroom, and sure as hell not in the sack (as an eternally satisfied Erza kept reminding everyone).
"It's even more crowded than I expected," Lucy commented as she and her boyfriend squeezed their way through the crowds in the convention center on the big day. "Are video games that popular nowadays? I had no idea!"
"They've always been a lifestyle staple of chimps like Jellal and I," Natsu said as he scratched his armpit. "But it was only in the last few years when the biggest names in gaming convinced sponsors to support tournaments like this. That validated basement-dwelling ogres across Fiore. More power to the nerds!"
He shouted that last part and raised his fist. Plenty of guys in the crowd mimicked him. Whoo!
"There's so much excitement in the air," Lucy added happily. "I don't play video games, but I still love the passion everyone has for their hobby. And I'm going to capture it." She smiled and gestured with her rented video camera's case.
Natsu kissed his girlfriend's cheek. "This is such a cool idea. I'm glad I mentioned the tourney."
Lucy giggled. "Okay. So, where's Jellal?"
"Maybe he's late," Natsu said, craning his neck to check the crowds. "We don't have much time left until the first round. Where could he be?"
"Bathroom?" Lucy wondered.
"Yeah, I bet Erza's in there, helping him blow off some pre-game jitters," Natsu joked.
Lucy swatted his shoulder. "Oh, don't be like that. I'm sure Erza just gave him a kiss for good luck."
"Ten Jewels says they're gettin' it on."
"I'll take that bet." Lucy threw up a peace sign.
"By the way, I could use a bathroom break real quick," Natsu realized. "Be right back!"
Sheesh, what kind of timing was this? Well, whatever. Natsu broke free of the crowd and jogged to the nearest men's room, and marched right in.
He heard a guy and girl giggling and panting in one of the stalls. Oh, snap.
"BUSTED!" Natsu roared, kicking open the stall door.
"What the fuck, asshole!" Erza blurted out, going as red as her hair. She had her hand down Jellal's pants, and Jellal had a heavenly look on his face.
Then Jellal screeched like a parrot and motioned frantically. "Get out! What the hell!"
"Third base can wait until after the tourney! What if you're late?" Natsu cried, motioning right back. "Lucy's ready to record you. Don't let her down!"
"I was just seconds away from... well..." Jellal zipped up his pants when Erza withdrew her naughty hand, and Jellal tossed his blue hair to try to look cool. "Sorry, babe, but the thunderdome's calling. Wish me luck!"
"Knock 'em dead, my sweet!" Erza said happily, waving as Jellal took his leave.
Erza shot Natsu a dirty look. "You just had to barge in."
Natsu shrugged. "Just looking out for my fellow athlete."
"How you guys flatter yourselves. Okay, okay, let's watch the games." Erza tossed her hair too, then stalked out of the bathroom.
By the way, Natsu was a real athlete, thankyouverymuch! Soccer much? Like the game against the Crocus Sabertooths? Mirjane and Laxus getting hot and heavy on the jumbotron? That was still hilarious, by the way. Natsu was dead set on making a Christmas card based on that magical moment.
Counter-Strike. Right!
"Here we go," Natsu muttered to himself to psyche himself up for the game, taking his seat in the spacious meeting room on the convention center's third floor. In here, six long tables and dozens of chairs were set up, along with small flat-screen TVs, Xbox consoles, and a whole jungle of cables and cords. Natsu spotted Lucy among the onlookers, smiling as he saw her recording the whole thing with her camera. Man, she really was a legit journalist now!
It was Natsu's turn to be a legit gamer.
"Over there! Quick!" one of Natsu's teammates, some dude named Mystogan, cried as round 1's battle raged on.
"I'm all over it," Natsu declared, working the controller furiously to line up the shot.
Blam!
"More like, you're all over the map," Mystogan said snidely as Natsu's soldier got blown to hell, blood and guts going everywhere.
"Behind you!" Natsu's teammate Mest yelped. "Mystogan, watch out -"
Kaboom!
"Well fuck me," Mystogan grumbled as his soldier (complete with a rare skin) got vaporized by the Baz00ka RPG-inator 2000. That weapon was so OP, it made Natsu's soul hurt.
"Pull it together, fellas," Natsu's last teammate, Jonah, said sternly as their team got kicked around all over the map. "Remember our pincer formation."
Crunch!
Johah got run over by the machine gun truck. OP, nerf now plz!
Natsu felt himself sweating as his team kept getting thrashed on this war-torn desert town map, and he also felt Lucy's judgmental camera recording the whole shebang. The enemy team was halfway to victory, and Natsu's team had a mere two points! What to do?
Natsu didn't want to resort to that so soon. But he had no choice.
"Guys," Natsu said solemnly. "It's time. Invoke the ritual."
He, Mystogan, Mest, and Jonah all assumed the meditation position while their soldier characters respawned for another round of carnage. Oh, digital gods of pwnage and hax, hear this plea!
He also hoped none of his friends would hear him talking this way, or he'd die of embarrassment. Far more than that time Elfman caught Natsu jerkin' it to a photo of Elfman's hot cousin in the bathroom during Alzack's 19th birthday party.
"Mys0g4n, l00k |_|p A7 t3h b4lc0ny," Natsu said, pointing. "$h00t!"
Mystogan did just that, and blammo! The enemy soldier went down like the little motherfucker he was.
"G37 th4t m3dp4ck," Jonah told Mest. "U n33d i7 s0 b4d."
"|_|r r1ght l0l," Mest admitted, grabbing that health pack for all it was worth.
"Uh, what are they doing?" someone in the audience wondered. Natsu winced and once again prayed that no one he knew was watching this. This tactic was about 15 years old and was the butt of all kinds of jokes online. But now was not the time to fuck around! If Natsu's team lost the first round, Jellal would give him shit about it until the day they graduated.
Gear up, soldier!
"B|_0W |_|p th t 7RU(K!" Mest cried. "1'm dy1n6 h3r3!"
"1'm 0|\| 1t!" Natsu said tensely. Sure enough, he spotted that heavy-duty truck parked in the map's plaza, with one enemy player behind the wheel while the other sprayed machine gun fire everywhere, pinning down Mest's character. There was no way out!
Until Natsu got his hands on that Baz00ka RPG-inator 2000 (srsly, uber h4x), and blew the offending truck sky-high with a well-placed shot. Ah, chef's kiss!
"Y34|-|!" Natsu whooped, throwing up his hand, and his three teammates all high-fived him. Now this is what Natsu's talkin' about!
On and on it went, with Team Natsu's coded communication boosting morale and disguising every move they made. The team caught up to the enemy team and raced them to the max score, and it was down to the wire. Almost... almost... next kill decides the match...!
"7|-|3`/ |-|A\/3 A 5n3.-!" Mystogan yelped. "|)o'n+ |)13 O|_| 7|-|3.-3!"
"|-|3|_P!" Mest wailed, diving into cover as the aforementioned sniper nearly took his head off.
"Jonah!" Natsu demanded. "K4|\| _|00 |)0 4|\|`/7}{1|\|'?"
"|\|0!" Jonah grated.
It fell to Natsu! But he had just two shots left with the Baz00ka RPG-inator 2000, and he didn't have a clear shot. But he didn't dare chicken out! Natsu directed his friends to draw the sniper's fire while he lined up his shot. He took it.
Blam!
The rocket just blew up the sniper's cover! And Pow! The sniper's next shot hit Mystogan's soldier, and his health was at 1%. Now or never! The fate of the universe depends on the next few seconds!
The spaces between Natsu's heartbeats felt like an eternity as his raw instincts guided his magical fingers on that controller, with Natsu's soldier stepping into plain sight for the final showdown. Either he died, or that sniper did.
One second. Two... three...
He took his last shot.
Blammo!
GAME OVER!
"WE DID IT! WE REALLY FUCKING DID IT!" Mest howled as he and the rest of Team Natsu sprang to their feet cheering, all coded language forgotten. Whew, it kinda gave Natsu a headache to talk like that anyway.
"Congratulations, Team Natsu," one of the refs said. "You advance to round 2!"
"Hey, what about Team Sorcerers?" Natsu blurted out.
The ref checked his clipboard. "They advanced to round 2 as well."
Natsu pumped a fist. So Jellal had indeed brought his A game, no handjob necessary!
"That was amazing, Natsu," a familiar voice said sweetly right behind him.
"Thanks, Lucy, I -" Natsu turned to find his girlfriend's camera shoved right into his mug, and Natsu leaped about a foot into the air. "W-were you recording all that?"
Lucy made the "OK" sign with her free hand. "I couldn't miss a single second of my boyfriend's big game! Good for you!"
Natsu actually felt himself go pale. "So, uh... when my team used our code, does that mean..."
"Yeah, I couldn't understand a word you guys were saying," Lucy commented. "Was that some kind of Pig Latin?"
"It... yeah, it was that," Natsu said, fully aware that almost anyone who saw that footage would know better. All the gamers and cool kids, at least!
Was there any chance Lucy could not make this documentary and submit a poem to the media awards instead? Please oh pretty please?
"So you made it into round 2," Jellal told Natsu with a cocky grin as they met up between rounds. "Good work, my man. But if we face off in the finals, I'm walking out of here a king!"
"And then Erza can finish that handjob," Natsu said snidely. "Come and get me, pretty boy!"
They shook on it.
Then Lucy's all-seeing camera returned. Well, shit.
"Get that medpack! On the double!" Jonah barked to Natsu as the bullets and missiles flew every which way, and Natsu bared his teeth as he lunged for it... only to take a bullet to the dome. Noooooo!
"Okay, this is a good sniper nest," Mystogan said, taking up position with his Cranium Demolisher rifle. "Mest, cover my six while -"
A shotgun-wielding opponent blew Mest in half, then shredded Mystogan down to the last atom. Goddamn it!
"We're 20 points down! Get it together, people!" Mest cried as the team fought for their lives. "Take control of the plaza area with the tank and -"
A lucky sniper shot managed to take down all four members of Team Natsu at once when they lined up. Oh baby, a quadruple! Nice!
Wait, that was bad! Bad for Natsu's team! Don't praise the enemy!
Just when Natsu got his hands on the iconic Baz00ka RPG-inator 2000 as his secret weapon, an enemy truck rolled past and made mincemeat of him with its machine gun turret. Of all the rotten luck...!
"Natsu," Mystogan said tensely, his voice shaking. "Is it time to tap into that power again?"
"I, uh... I used it all up," Natsu fibbed, aware of Lucy's camera soaking up every second of this. If he got caught using any more of that lingo, his reputation would never recover!
"But...!" Jonah protested as he got blown up yet again.
"Fight normally! We still have a chance," Natsu said through his bared teeth. "On me!"
Team Natsu almost caught up with some tricky shots and good use of the Baz00ka RPG-inator 2000's last bit of ammo, but it was no good. The enemy team cleaned house, and Natsu was left staring at the GAME OVER screen.
"Well... it was a good run, fellas," Natsu said, hanging his head and setting down his controller. "gg."
"GG!" the guys cheered, high-fiving each other. Natsu couldn't help a grin; it was just a game, after all! Just fun with friends, goofing off, living it up while they were still young and carefree.
"I feel terrible," Natsu groaned as he and Lucy took their leave after the tournament (Team Sorcerers totally won).
"I thought it was just a game?" Lucy said, repeating what Natsu had told her just five minutes earlier.
Natsu shrugged. "I guess between my classes being really hard, having no luck with the job search, and Gray swiping my last beer last night, I really needed a win."
Lucy made a sympathetic noise as she patted Natsu's back. "I wish there was a way to cheer you up. But I'll have my hands full getting started editing all this footage! How about an afternoon date tomorrow afternoon after class?"
"I..." The moping Natsu took one look at his girlfriend's smiling face and felt his woes fading away. He smiled from ear to ear. "I'd love that, babe."
Lucy smiled back. Then she gave Natsu a curious look. "By the way, did you find Jellal and Erza? Were they getting it on?"
Natsu decided to wipe the memory of Erza's hand down Jellal's pants. What was 10 Jewels compared to maintaining his peace of mind? "I didn't see 'em."
"What a shame..."
o*o*o*o*
That evening, Lucy hummed happily to herself as she set up shop in her bedroom to begin reviewing the game tournament footage. Why wait? This was so exciting, even if it would take all night! Lucy plugged her digital camera into her PC's tower, then settled into her desk's padded chair, cracking her neck and wiggling her fingers to get nice and limber.
"Ooooooh, whatcha doin'?" Cana asked as she happened by Lucy's open bedroom door. "Little warning: do not download porn from sites that offer foot fetishes as a prime category. Guaranteed malware."
"Ha ha," Lucy said sarcastically. Then she smiled and patted her video camera. "I recorded the whole gaming tournament today, and now I'm about to review and edit the footage to build my documentary. It's the first piece of Lucy Heartfilia Productions!"
Cana beamed. "Right on, homegirl. But there are even better ways to use digital cameras like that baby over there." She pointed at it.
Lucy snorted. "Sex tapes?"
"So many sex tapes."
"I'll make one of those after I win a media award," Lucy informed her roommate politely. "Until then, I need to concentrate."
"Don't let me stand in the way of a masterpiece. Cana out," Cana said goofily, then wandered off to do God knows what.
Anyway! Lucy got comfy in her short shorts and tight tank top and began reviewing the footage. She leaned forward, concentrating hard on all her recordings. Hmmmm, was this angle the best? Not a lot of gamers were visible in this shot. And that shot had iffy lighting. But that shot captured the first round's best moments, so that's nice...
Half an hour in, Lucy tilted back her head and yawned widely. Whew, this was kinda repetitive! Lucy then stretched and rolled her neck, then got back to work, but that restless feeling remained. She wanted someone to talk to.
Cue the FaceTime call with Natsu Dragneel!
"Hey there, babe," Natsu said cheerily on the smartphone screen. "Did you want to brainstorm date ideas?"
"I'll think of something," Lucy told him. "For tonight, I just wanted to chat while reviewing this footage. It's kinda lonely in here. I think Cana went out for the night."
"Damn right she did. They've got cheap Jell-o shots at the local bar tonight," Natsu explained. "Gray went to meet some hot chicks and Elfman is out with Evergreen, so I'm kinda alone tonight, too."
"Alone together," Lucy joked as she kept reviewing that footage. She smiled. "Just hearing your voice makes me feel at ease. I love you, Natsu."
"Awww. Love you too, Lucy." Then Natsu motioned. "Can I see the footage?"
"Sorry, buster. This is top-secret material," Lucy teased him. "You'll have to wait until the final product."
"Not even a teeny bit?" Natsu implored her.
"No way."
"I'll give you a foot rub."
"How? You're all the way in your apartment, silly."
"I'll give it to you on our date tomorrow," Natsu offered.
"How nice."
"And then that foot rub."
Lucy stifled a laugh. "Oh, very clever."
"So, come on," Natsu insisted. "Just a peek at the master at work? Show me that journalism genius."
"You sure know how to flatter a girl. Okay, here." Lucy picked up her phone, then pointed the camera at her PC monitor. She couldn't help a wicked smile as she fast-forwarded to the most incriminating part.
"Mys0g4n, l00k |_|p A7 t3h b4lc0ny," Natsu said in the footage. "$h00t!"
"Gah! Fuck me!" Natsu wailed on the FaceTime app, clapping his hands over his eyes. "I sound like such a lamewad!"
"G37 th4t m3dp4ck," Jonah told Mest in the footage. "U n33d i7 s0 b4d."
"|_|r r1ght l0l," Mest said.
"My ears! They're bleeding!" Natsu shrieked.
Lucy turned the camera to her smug face. "That media award has my name all over it! Thanks for the material, dear boyfriend."
"I'll give you 5,000 Jewels to delete that footage forever," Natsu said breathlessly, lowering his hands to reveal his intense eyes.
Lucy jolted. "What?! There's no way you have that much."
"Okay. 4,000 and two foot rubs."
"You're not buying your way out of this one."
"But..." Natsu yelped.
"Let the whole world witness Natsu Dragneel's gaming talents!" Lucy declared grandly.
"I sound like I eat instant noodles in my mom's basement! Delete it!"
"Seriously, though, what were you guys saying?" Lucy asked, pausing the award-worthy footage.
"It was... gamer and hacker lingo," Natsu admitted. "I picked it up in high school. All the cool kids were into it. And I still remember most of it."
Lucy glanced at her monitor again. "I've never heard anything like it. How does being a gamer make you do that?"
"It's normally text-based," Natsu told her. "You use numbers and symbols in place of most letters. But if you're really hardcore, you can learn to actually say it."
Lucy giggled. "Can you teach me?"
"The world doesn't need more of that!"
"Pretty please? I'll give you a neck and shoulder massage on our date tomorrow."
Natsu still hesitated.
"And I'll wear my most see-through top with no bra. My nipples will be harder than rock."
"Deal," Natsu said with a solemn nod. "It's like this: E is 3, A is 4, S is 5, T is 7 or +, and B is 8 or |3. Among many other examples."
"That sounds like a lot of work to hide what you're saying."
"It's a badge of honor," Natsu said proudly, then he went red and clapped a hand over his face. "Correction: it was. Now you only do that if you want people to laugh at you! Fads come and go, Lucy. It's the law of the universe."
"I think I can do it," Lucy said with a crafty smile. "Natsu... I love you so much."
Natsu shook his head. "No dice."
"Oh. um..." Lucy screwed up her face in concentration. "I think it's funny and cool."
"Nothin'."
"This is what a gamer sounds like."
"Nuh-uh. And being good at King's Cup and foosball doesn't make you a gamer. Sorry, Lucy." Natsu flashed her a peace sign.
"Okay, you do it. Demonstrate, oh great master," Lucy said dramatically.
Natsu went red again. "No!"
Now, it really wasn't nice to tease your romantic partner too much. But there was still so much of the world Lucy had never seen, and Natsu was her window. His world, while often mocked by society, was fascinating. "I'll give you 4,000 Jewels," Lucy offered.
"As if you have that much," Natsu retorted.
"Okay, okay. 40 Jewels and I blow you a kiss." Lucy winked and blew the promised kiss.
On the smartphone's screen, Natsu smiled as he mimed catching the kiss. "Deal. Now, why don't I profess my love in the most embarrassing way possible? Besides cursive poetry, I mean."
Lucy felt chills of excitement. Here it comes!
Natsu cleared his throat. "|_U(Y, 1 |_0\/3 |_| |\/|0R3 7- ||} |_1=3 17$3|_ |=."
"W... wow." Lucy stared in awe as though she had just seen the face of the universe itself. "Natsu, that was... it was divine!" She put a hand to her heart and sighed.
Natsu winced. "How about that's the last time I ever do that lame shit."
Lucy scowled. "Saying you love your girlfriend is lame?"
"No! That hacker talk! Consider it extinct!" Natsu made an X with his arms, his face defiant.
Lucy giggled again. "I'm sorry. I was just so curious. And it's funny! Being with you brings me new wonders every day."
"I'd rather bring you wonders between the sheets than when losing in Counter-Strike with my buddies," Natsu said with a quick grin.
"I know. And thank you, Natsu, for trusting me with your most embarrassing secret. I swear I won't tell anyone about it."
"Fantastic. And that footage?"
"With great reluctance, I shall delete it. Watch me do it." Lucy turned the camera to her PC monitor once again and cut out the incriminating footage once and for all.
From there, the two of them settled into casual banter as Lucy resumed her journalistic work, and the minutes just flew by. Ah, this was the life! What college girl wouldn't settle into her room on a late September evening in casual clothes, working on a fun project while chatting up her boyfriend? This was the real college experience! Lucy wouldn't have gotten an experience like this if she had remained at home and went to whatever private boarding school her father would have sent her to. Ugh, the very thought...!
It was an hour and ten minutes into the conversation when Lucy started to feel a little horny. Very horny, actually!
"Natsu," Lucy said in her best seductive whisper. "I crave the comforts of the flesh."
"Well, we've got our little rendezvous tomorrow," Natsu said in his best cool-guy voice. "Why don't I look up a new position for us to try?"
"I'd love that," Lucy breathed, "but I can't wait any longer. I'm a slutty girl with needs, Natsu. I must set them free before they consume me!"
"I can be there in 15 minutes if the traffic isn't too bad," Natsu piped up.
"No, stay there. Let's preview our date's sexy time with something new," Lucy told him. "Set up your phone so you can put on a show. I'll do the same."
Lucy was already doing it, in fact, carefully propping her phone against her PC's tower to get a good view of her. She could see herself on the screen, and made sure to get her whole body in the shot as she sat in her swivel chair.
"Okay, I'm ready," Natsu said, standing in his bedroom (on the screen). "What's next?"
"The goods are ready for some action, lover boy," Lucy panted. She spread her legs as wide as they would go, licking her lips as she started caressing her crotch over the fabric of her short shorts. "This pussy is right here, longing for a touch. And my fingers are like magic tonight..." She giggled and wiggled her fingers.
Natsu broke into a wide, excited smile on the screen. "Oh yeah, here it comes!"
"Just like this..." Lucy sighed with pleasure as she stood up, then eased her shorts down her long, smooth legs, one tantalizing inch at a time. Ooooooh, this felt great! It was totally different than undressing for a shower. Taking your clothes off for someone you love is an experience like no other.
"Hey, nice undies," Natsu said brightly once Lucy tossed aside her shorts. He got an eyeful of Lucy's white and red panties, a fine pair with a little red bow and some lace.
"I'll have an even better pair tomorrow evening," Lucy promised him. "But for night, will this do?"
"Fuck yeah it will!" Natsu leaned closer to his phone's screen to drink in the sight.
Lucy winked and smiled as she took hold of her undies, once again slipping something down her legs to get her boyfriend in the mood. Off they came, and then Lucy settled back onto her chair, her legs apart once again, flexing her toes on her bare feet. "Your turn, my prince."
"On it!" Natsu nearly fell over as he fumbled with his shorts, yanking them off to reveal his fire-pattern boxer briefs. He already had a magificent bulge in his pants from his erection, and what joy it was to see Natsu's manhood pop into the open as he slid off his own undies! Lucy moaned at the sight of that majestic pleasure rod.
"Now, take hold of it," Lucy instructed her boyfriend as she eased her fingers toward her waiting flesh. "Let's coordinate. Imagine we're touching. Ready? Easy, now..."
Perfect timing! Lucy groaned with anticipation while her fingers caressed her labia, her flesh getting wet as Natsu stroked his monster weiner, and Lucy could already imagine the tip of Natsu's manhood pressing against her lady parts. When touch, imagination, and flaming passion intersected, the results were... they were...
...divine.
"Aaaaahhh... ooooohhhh... Natsu, baby..." Lucy moaned with pleasure as she inserted her fingers into herself, and on her phone's screen, Natsu began his own self-pleasuring, working his rod for all it was worth. Both of them panted and huffed with desire, pacing themselves as their erotic fantasies intertwined across the great distance between them. Anytime Lucy or Natsu were too lazy to take a taxi, they could just do this! How convenient was that?
Well, okay. Nothing beats the real thing. But this was still a wonderful way to mix things up!
"Mmmmm... ooooh, just like that~" Lucy breathed as she kept it up, her fingers totally slick as she kept working her own pink flesh. But she couldn't quite get to the climax! Uh-oh, was something missing? Maybe Cana would know? If only she were here.
"I'M BACK, MOTHERFUCKERS!" a drunk Cana Alberona hollered to no one in particular, her favorite greeting after coming home from something fun.
"Cana! I need help!" Lucy hollered back.
"What kinda help?" Cana cried.
"The best kind!"
Cana knew what the hell that meant!
"Here we are, princess," Cana teased her roommate, kneeling before Lucy with a magnificent black plastic dildo. She wiggled it in her hand. "If you need a boyfriend simulator, look no further. I think this one is close to Natsu's exact dimensions."
"Yeah, that's not bad," Natsu said on the smartphone screen as he kept jerking his meat. "Great idea, Cana! Get it in there."
"What he said," Lucy said impatiently, motioning at her fresh pussy. "I need a new feeling. Use an aggressive rhythm."
Cana smiled wickedly as she pressed the tip of Natsu's proxy to Lucy's womanhood and slipped that sucker right in. Ah, that was the stuff! Lucy threw back her head and let out a wall-shuddering cry of carnal delight, her breath catching in her throat as "Natsu" pushed deeper into her fun parts, stretching that tender flesh for all it was worth.
"Oh God! Oh yes!" Lucy gasped as she hung onto the swivel chair for dear life, her toes curling with unspeakable pleasure as Cana kept working that dildo. The sheer force made Lucy's whole body tremble, her chair creaking and jostling the whole time. Lucy felt her pussy lube leaking down her body and into her chair's fabric, and that wasn't the first time she had gotten her lady fluids on it. Oh, the things this chair has seeen...!
"Here I go! No stopping it now!" Natsu cried on the phone's screen, and right on time, he blasted his manly load into the open air, and wow, that was a lot! Had Natsu been saving himself up for this? Lucy could only imagine the feeling of getting fucked by Natsu with unprotected sex as all that jizz flooded into her body, all warm and sweet... but condoms were a must. That's just how they rolled.
As for Lucy...!
"C-Cana, I'm gonna... watch out!" Lucy yelped as she felt her body soar to the inevitable orgasm. Her navel was bucking with white-hot lust, and she felt her body tensing up for that.
"Whoa!" Cana laughed as Lucy started squirting like a manic, her clear fluid showering Cana's face and chest without mercy. And the first blast wasn't the only one, no way! Lucy couldn't help herself as she squirted again like a busted fire hydrant, soaking Cana from head to waist. After the third and weakest squirt, Lucy felt herself going dry, with some of her liquid soaking her bare navel and her poor chair. She just panted for breath for a few seconds, trying to collect herself.
"I'm sorry!" Lucy panted. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe I just..."
Cana wiped her face with a nearby tissue. "Don't apologize for a thing, Lucy. I knew what I was in for."
"But you're soaked!"
"And I like it." Cana patted her damp shirt. "This is the bond of true sisterhood, Lucy. I'd do the same thing for you."
Lucy forced a laugh. "Are you feeling lonely since Bisca moved out?"
"Oh, please. I've always had this creed," Cana explained warmly. "I love you that much, Lucy, as my friend and sister in sluttiness. And it sure flatters your man. See?"
She pointed at the phone, where Natsu was all smiles.
"Goddamn, Lucy, that was like a waterfall," Natsu joked. "All that for me? I must be a terrific lover, even when I'm not in the room! Go me!"
"Okay, that's enough strutting around, Mr. Hot Stuff," Cana teased Natsu. "So, what did you think of your first virtual sex session?"
Natsu wiped his brow. "It made my evening, ladies. Thank you both."
"Nothing to it, my good sir," Cana said with a playful salute. "Feel free to try it more often. Anytime you're feeling a little bored, pick up that phone and call."
"If only I could get away with it in class, too," Natsu said with a wide grin.
"Well, if you're in the back of the lecture hall, and if you keep it below your desk..." Cana suggested.
Lucy scoffed. "Natsu needs to pass his classes. And not even I'm gutsy enough to finger myself in the middle of a lecture. Even the boring ones."
Cana scoffed right back. "Fine, just take notes and pass your classes like the prude you are."
"Anyway..." Lucy finally closed her legs and turned back to her waiting PC. "Natsu, thank you so much for keeping me company this fine evening. And Cana, thank you for the timely aid. But now I must get back to work."
"Aw, no round 2?" Cana complained. "Your man is right there!"
"Gray and Elfman might be back soon," Natsu said, "and I just know they'll barge in on me to screw around if they hear me busting a nut to my girlfriend like this."
"Have one of them help you," Cana told Natsu. "Like how I did for Lucy."
Natsu shook his head. "Sorry, but there's no brotherhood for jerking each other off."
"Well, there should be," Cana pouted. "There was one in the last BL webcomic I read! Oh, the things those naughty boys did...!"
"The day Gray gives me a handjob is the day I get my Doctorate in philosophy," Natsu declared. "Sorry, fam."
"Oh, fine," Cana conceded. "But I can always imagine it. What if Gray returns home tipsy one night and can't resist wrapping his hands around your cock... mmmmmmm..." She got a dreamy look in her eyes.
"Feel free to touch yourself to that in your own room," Lucy told her friend with a little shove. "I'll help if you need it. But otherwise, it's video editing time."
"Good luck, miss journalist," Cana said with a wink. She rose, dildo in hand, and took her leave.
Lucy, meanwhile, tossed her lovely blonde hair and straightened her back, her bare ass still seated firmly on her damp swivel chair. "Natsu, thank you for such a wonderful night. I love you."
"Love you too, babe," Natsu said back. Then he looked to the side. "Oh crud, someone's comin' back. Gotta go! See you tomorrow!"
He hung up.
Well, that was fun! Lucy felt immensely satisfied as she sat there, almost naked, as she dove back into her video editing work, once again lamenting the loss of Natsu's gamer speech. Just how did he do it? That boy had the most mysterious talents...
Lucy worked well into the night. And Cana didn't need help with a single thing.
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Levy's fingers and wrists were actually getting sore by the time she finished working her magic fingers, and she threw back her head and let out a long sigh of relief when it was done. Wow, what a workout! And Gajeel did so well, too! He sure knew how to use that mouth of his.
"Okay, that's a wrap," Gajeel declared with a satisfied grin. "Levy, that was fantastic. If you can pull that off every time, I'll be one happy customer."
"Nothing to it," Levy said with a playful giggle. She flashed her boyfriend a wink.
"And what about us?" Droy asked as things started getting steamy.
"Yeah! We rocked the boat," Laki put in. "Give us some credit, will you?"
Gajeel rolled his eyes. "We rocked the house, Laki. And yeah, you did fine."
"What about me?" Fried asked from behind his drumset.
"You were fine too, dude," Gajeel added impatiently.
Fried tossed his hair. "Damn right I was."
Everyone put away their musical instruments after their jam session in the MCC music room, and a cheerful Laki, Fried, and Droy said goodbye before heading out. Laki said she needed to hit up the library to prepare for a test, while Droy said he needed to hit up Max's house to destroy him in Super Smosh Bros. over a few beers. And who knew what the fuck Fried was up to?
"I'm so glad we added you to the band," Gajeel added brightly to his girlfriend, giving her a quick kiss. "Our sound needed it so badly, and I never even noticed. Some frontman I am."
"Oh, give yourself some credit," Levy told him warmly. "You brought together this band in the first place. I just hopped in to have some fun and see my man's artistic side at work."
"It wasn't art until you came along, babe."
"You're making me blush." The bashful Levy was doing just that, but she had something else on her mind, too. Something more serious. "Gajeel, I truly believe you can take this band to the next level. Gajeel and the Ironwings is meant for more."
"Huh? No way. I just wanted to put on a show and quit while I'm ahead," Gajeel protested, motioning with his hands. "And I did it. The others don't mind if we just goof off for the rest of the semester together."
Levy folded her arms. "Could you at least consider it, Gajeel? It's your band, and I won't force the issue. But wouldn't you rather look back on a long, illustrious career with Magnolia's hottest new band? You could end up on the cover of magazines. Or in a rock documentary! Kind of like the documentary Lucy is making for that gaming tournament last weekend."
Gajeel folded his arms too, glancing up at the ceiling. "Hmmmmm. I do hear what you're sayin', babe, and it's mighty tempting. But if I screwed it up, I could never take it back."
"What if you let your band drift apart and never got another chance like this one to make it big?"
Gajeel winced. "I've thought about that. But damn, it's... well..."
"Scary?" Levy supplied gently.
Gajeel hung his head. "It's scary."
Levy wrapped her arms around her huge boyfriend's torso and held him tight. "Do you know why I asked to join the Ironwings? Because I saw everyone around me doing such incredible things even when they didn't have to. Most of all, I saw that in you, Gajeel."
"You're not gonna let me do just one show and quit, are you?"
"Is one show all the rockstar energy you have, Gajeel?" Levy asked with a teasing smile as she let him go.
Gajeel smiled right back. "Oh? Is that a challenge?"
"I'm just wondering how much music you have in your soul, that's all."
"Jam sessions alone aren't gonna cut it, are they."
"You tell me: will they?"
Gajeel was silent for a moment. "Hell no they won't cut it."
"Ooooooh. Does that mean...?"
"We should play again. And soon," Gajeel said, clearly realizing it for himself as he said it. "Gajeel and the Ironwings is destined for the stage! Can you hear it, Levy? That's the call of destiny!"
"You should write a song about it."
"Nah, too cheesy. But I'll think of something." Gajeel clenched a fist. "If you have the guts to join my band and go onstage with us, I can put on one more show! My Magnolia tour isn't over yet, not by a long shot!"
"Go you, rockstar!" Levy cheered, throwing up her hands. "Oh my, is it getting hot in here?"
"You bet it is," Gajeel said, fanning himself. "You're my muse, Levy, and damn, you're turning me on right now. Hey, you wanna go back to my place and...?"
Suddenly seized by unspeakable desire (and feeling like a rockstar herself), Levy took hold of Gajeel's shirt and dragged him to the music room's door, smiling her head off. "No time. Let's find the janitor's closet. It had better be unlocked."
And it was! Levy shut and locked that door to give herself and Gajeel some privacy in there, and they had their own little jam session until it was finally time for Levy's next class. Uh-oh, being a in a rock band was lowering Levy's inhibitions little by little! Should she be concerned?
Fuck no.