Don't Gang Up On Me!

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A sleepover at her place? They may have been a tight team, but that didn't mean that Natsu and the others could unanimously agree that Lucy's new apartment was the perfect place for them to roost. And they all had settled in before she even got home. Now, in her own home, Lucy felt awkward and uninvited as Natsu and Happy helped themselves to her refrigerator. Gray showed great candor by walking around in naught but his boxer shorts. Surprisingly, even Erza didn't show respect for personal boundaries, as she had invaded Lucy's bedroom and read her manuscript.

Curled up in a corner with Plue standing feebly next to her with his dreary smile, Lucy sniveled under a gloomy atmosphere. "Why do they always gang up on me?" she mumbled, wishing that, just for once, Natsu would allow her some time alone to set her affairs in orders. Too many times, he and Happy had ambushed her at home, scared her half to death one time by bursting into the bathroom to announce themselves while she was in the shower, and being found asleep in her snuggly bed on many occasions. Her eyes narrowed angrily on the Fire Salamander; if he wasn't so busy munching on her leftovers in the cooler, he would've been able to sense the hostility radiating from the busty blonde.

How long was Lucy going to have to put up with this? It was one thing to have Natsu drop by – as he was the one who found and recruited her – but to have the entire team crowd in…! Her eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement. It was positively a dream come true to have been accepted and surrounded with friends from Fairy Tail, not to mention some of the strongest Mages the guild had to offer. Even so, that should not excuse them from their rudeness. Unfortunately, though they were the strongest team, she was one of the weakest – if not the weakest – of Fairy Tail and could not force the invaders out by herself.

"Lucy, do you have any fish?" Happy chirped. His large, blue head popped up over the opened fridge door as he stood on Natsu's hunching frame; the Salamander continued to gorge, roasting the cold foods in a blaze forged on his palm. "You barely have any food!" A food-muffled agreement from Natsu was given.

Stressed, Lucy clasped her blonde head as twin waterfalls of tears ran from her eyes. If there was so little, why was Natsu seemingly determined to leave her with nothing?! "I can't afford much food at the moment," she wept. "And now you're eating it all!"

Picking himself up, causing Happy to slide down his back, Natsu grinned widely at her before presenting a pre-made meal that he had almost finished; little more than a mouthful of white rice was leftover. "No, I won't eat this. You can have it for dinner later," he offered as if he was being generous.

He was on the ground in the next instant, courtesy of Lucy's enraged fist. "How is that a meal?!" she bellowed. Her stomach reverberated with a need for food, and unfortunately, Natsu thoroughly made sure that her kitchen wouldn't be able to meet that need. She glanced at the refrigerator, and tears returned. The sight of empty and disheveled shelves that had just recently been stocked was enough to dishearten her all over again.

Coming up at her side to gloat over Natsu's dropped form, Gray frowned. "Why'd you eat everything, idiot? What are we going to have later on now?"

"What do you mean 'later on'?!" Lucy exploded, turning towards the Ice Mage. "It's my food. I need…! … Put some clothes on, pervert!" she cried out when she realized that her face was mere inches from the front of Gray's boxers. Just as shocked as her, Gray stammered about just having put his clothes back on, unsure of when he took them off again. He shuffled around the room, finding his attire dropped off in various areas rather than just one heap.

The rising commotion of Gray frantically trying to find all of his clothes and Lucy whining about starving and Happy trying to wake the stunned Natsu up was immediately quelled with a sharp clap. Heads turned at once to the Fairy Queen. Having finished with the latest chapter of Lucy's story, she was ready to take charge and maintain order. After business was attended to, they could continue enjoying Lucy's hospitality – though Lucy would've rather they sought other living arrangements instead of crowding in her small apartment.

"Alright!" she barked. "Natsu! Gray! Enough fooling around! I'd say you both have taken enough advantage of Lucy during our stay here." She either chose to ignore Lucy mumbling about how she was no different or Erza just did not hear her while dishing out orders. "I don't want this place to smell of sweat and dirt in the morning. It's time for you all to take a shower!"

Putting his cheek against his fist, Natsu scoffed. "A shower? Now? Tch, I just ate. Isn't it a rule that you have to wait thirty minutes after eating before you can take a shower?"

"I… I think you're confusing showering with swimming," Lucy meekly offered to the dense Mage.

"I just got my clothes back on," Gray put in. He leaned against the counter and looked sidelong at the scarlet-haired beauty. "I don't want to put them on to just take them off again so quickly." Once again, Lucy mentioned how he usually did that unconsciously.

Erza quietly stared at her defiant group, which worried Lucy. Was she contemplating some sort of discipline that might destroy the apartment? The busty blonde felt a powerful jolt of worry gather in the pit of her stomach. She just barely got all of her stuff in the apartment! She didn't want it all to be turned into cinders so quickly! Erza! Please don't be so cruel! Lucy wept prematurely for her possibly-doomed possessions; next to her, Plue mimicked her actions in his miserable way.

"Lucy…" The stern eyes fell on the cowering girl, and Lucy felt so small in that gaze. Erza paused before asking her very-important question: "Can your shower fit all of us?"

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"WHA~?!"

Both Natsu and Gray froze, their cheeks crimsoning and their eyes distant.

Erza sauntered over to the group with her eerily placid smile; Gray flinched and felt a violent chill run up his spin when she tenderly set a hand on his shoulder. Still facing Lucy, Erza said, "I guess it's the only way Natsu and Gray would cooperate. We should all take a shower together, like when we were young. Don't you both remember?"

Gray quickly turned to Natsu, both sweating bullets as they forced themselves to smile kindly at each other. Lifting his hand almost mechanically while gesturing to the bathroom, Gray stammered, "H-hey, Natsu, how about we take a shower? You can go first."

"No, no, you can go first, Gray," Natsu offered in return before they shared a forced laugh that sounded like two old men on the verge of death. Their way of forcibly cooperating to avoid Erza's wrath was a bit sad – if not pathetic – but it was better than them arguing and making a mess of things in the process.

"Now, now," soothed Erza with a satisfied smile. She was happy either way, though she relished the memories of sharing intimacy with her teammates. "There's no need for such a fuss. Since it is Lucy's home, she may decide." She grinned at Lucy, who felt compelled to volunteer to take the first shower of the evening. It was a tragedy to feel so uncomfortable in one's own home, she contemplated while trudging slowly towards the shower.

All the while, she was unaware of Erza's leering eyes following her.

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"Can't I have just one day alone to myself?" griped the newest Mage of Fairy Tail as she readied the shower. She had let the water run while she undressed so that her naked body could make a quick transition under a warm spray of water. Normally, she would've preferred to just soak in a bath, but company – particularly unpredictable company that had no respect for personal boundaries – made relaxation difficult. Jump in and jump out; that was what she planned to do.

There was another in the room who listen to her complaints, but Plue was not about to hop into the shower with Lucy. The prune look didn't suit him. Still, he seemed content to just shakily stand on the counter and watch his contractor undress. He either wasn't of a mind to appreciate every inch of skin reveal as the clothes were peeled away from her and folded, or the barrenness between his legs made it impossible for him to enjoy the sight when her heavy breasts were finally uncovered from behind her lacy, pink bra.

She sighed and glanced down at her bosom, pursing her lips in thought. She cupped them carefully and looked at herself in the mirror. A downright knockout, she praised herself, yet her sex appeal was often overlooked while scouring for discounts on the market. "They would give me everything for free if I flashed them," she announced to reassure herself that she was completely irresistible. An adorable face crown with golden locks, a dynamite bust capped with pale-pink nipples that were unmistakably cute – her words when she found some alone time – curves in all the right places, and that 'can-do!' spirit that made her such a prize for any man seeking a determined woman! She pumped her fist in the air proudly – a gesture mimicked by poor, sad, miserable-looking Plue – which caused her delightful bosom to bounce.

"You plan to flash salesmen?"

Lucy shrieked at the sudden arrival of another person passing through the cloth that had to do as a door, and instantly covered the large globes on her chest. There was no way a man would get a free show; she wasn't that kind of girl in the first place, even if she was willing to show off a little skin every now and then in hopes for a discount. Luckily, however, it was Erza, sauntering in and taking a prideful stance in front of the blonde, arms folded underneath her breasts. She had on that cocky smirk that made her seem dangerous even to friends; Lucy still felt a shiver every time Erza looked at her with it.

"I wouldn't count on getting everything for free," Erza advised her new teammate. "Maybe a few of the more prosperous markets might hand over some merchandise if it's the right person, but I don't think it'd be worth exposing yourself so shamefully in a busy store." Like she was one to talk about being conservative, having her clothes vanish even in the heat of battle and taking any opportunity to dress up in some skimpy costume. Lucy sulked a little. Well, maybe Erza's reasoning was a bit nobler than trying to get away with some small comforts for free…

"I was… I was just talking hypothetically," Lucy nervously laughed while waving a hand in dismissal, though she still kept her breasts covered. "I would never do something like that. Heh-heh-heh…"

Erza simply nodded with an agreeing grunt. Her attention then turned to the slight cloud of steam rising behind the blue shower curtain. "Ah, the water is already running. That's good," she observed. "I had thought that you were already bathing."

Not before sizing herself up in the mirror, but Erza didn't need to know the details of Lucy's showering rituals. "No, no, not yet," she continued to twitter anxiously. Her panties still had to be discarded before she could step in the tub. She fidgeted awkwardly. Should she ask? She swallowed and then put on her cheery face. "Um, did you need some…?"

"I am going to shower with you," Erza cut in before the question could be stated. "We're a team now. There's no need to be hesitant. Besides that, we are both women." She lifted her fist as a sign of pride and power to be shared. "Women of Fairy Tail."

Lucy's heart fluttered and her eyes sparkled with admiration. It was still such a joy to have that title, and to be accepted by the powerful Erza just added to the sense of self-glory. Yes, this was a woman she would proudly stand beside.

The moment of adulation was interrupted by streams of light jetting from Erza's form, and the second the spectacle ended, she stood there in her naked glory. Lucy took a moment before she stammered and pointed with a shaking finger. "Y-y-you were wearing Exquip this whole time?"

Erza was much bolder than the other girl in the room, able to stand without a shred of clothing with her hands on her hips and feet separated to shoulder-width. Of course, like Lucy, she had much to be proud of. She was a bit more toned, but her curves were wondrous. Unlike Lucy's bosom's pink peaks, Erza's breasts were capped with brown nipples that had already contracted in response to the draft in the air. The dark-red hair of Erza's pubic mound had been kept neatly cut to short curls crowning and edging her labia. Lucy found herself blushing deeply, for she herself – as a personal preference – had kept that region bare of hair for the past year, deciding that it was cuter that way. But to someone like Erza, would she see that as Lucy trying to deny her womanhood?

Fingers flourished through waist-long hair, which made Titania stunning. Such wonderful curves; somehow, Lucy envied Erza's figure, though it was not much different than her own. Perhaps that mighty air of hers somehow enhanced her appearance.

"Well, are you going to get undressed?" Erza asked.

"Eh?"

Erza nodded ever so slightly as a vague gesture to Lucy's underwear. "Let's not let the water be wasted."

"Oh!" Lucy laughed weakly and made an effort to hide the last article of clothing on her by bending a thigh across to the other. "Um, I think I'll just wait until you're done." She quickly snatched her towel to cover herself before making a move for the exit.

"Nonsense!" Erza declared, catching Lucy by hooking an elbow around Lucy's and towing her towards the tub. "This will also help conserve water."

"Wait!" whined Lucy before the towel was snatched from her and set to the side. Erza wasted no time and hooked her thumbs through both sides of Lucy's underwear, offering her assistance to shed the last bit of clothing. Before Lucy could try to stop this, her panties had already fallen around her ankles so that her pubic mound could be observed. Since Erza had simply trimmed her pubic hair, would she give any comment towards the missing nest of golden curls? Lucy tensed when Erza's gaze glanced down. Was she in judgment, seen as a little girl? Lucy felt like she would cry if any hurtful words came from the Fairy Queen's lips.

Erza's eyes came back up to Lucy's, and then she said, "Now let's shower." The curtain was pushed open, and she stepped in first, but rather than stepping into the warm spray, she offered that spot to Lucy. Lucy obliged by stepping in, feeling a bit more comfortable now that Erza had seen her completely naked and hadn't said anything insensitive. Still, it was amazing how comfortable Erza was when it came to nudity. If the shower had been large enough, would she have urged Gray and Natsu to actually join them? The thought of being crammed in here with two naked boys along with Erza made Lucy's head steam from the rush of blood to her face. Aside from when Gray unconsciously got undressed, she'd never seen a naked man before.

Her contemplation was put on hold when she felt something glide across her shoulder blades. When it made a second pass, she realized that it was her bathing sponge, already lathered in soap. Erza moved rather quickly to have picked up the loofah and slather it with soap before Lucy had even set in. Though it felt remarkably relaxing to have someone scrub areas that were difficult for her own arms to reach, Lucy tensed, the muscles of her abdomen tightening.

"You don't have to do that," she offered, looking over her shoulder with a weak smile.

"It's fine. A team is meant to help one another," Erza said while passing the loofah across the blonde's lower back, over the dimples of her backside. Lucy trembled with a whine, reddening in the face when the sponge slid to her stomach. The circular motions were slow and thorough, swirling around her navel before scrubbing against it briefly.

Lucy's eyes were becoming laden with relaxation at this pampering. Her knees buckled and it became hard to stand when she would've preferred to just sit down and just let the water rise until she was settled in a bath. Ah~, it reminded her of her younger years at the Heartfilia Konzern when Ms. Supetto would scrub her down and bathe her. Without meaning to, she closed her eyes and gave a blissful sigh, indicating that she thoroughly enjoyed the wash-down.

Erza simply smirked as she continued to wash Lucy. For a while longer, she sponged Lucy's abdomen with wide circles before she moved north, leaving a zigzagging trail of suds across her lower ribs. It wasn't until she brushed against the underside of her bosom when Lucy suddenly tensed again. As if snapping out of a trance, Lucy resumed her coyness, once again stating that she was able to take care of herself, and once again, she was refused. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle," Erza assured her before finally forcing her way through Lucy's defenses. She heard the Stellar Mage whimper and felt her quake when the loofah passed over her large breasts, delicately scrubbing over her now-pert nipples. The sponge ran over the sensitive nubs several times, and Lucy started to have the sneaking suspicion that Erza was intentionally focusing on them. Before she could muster up the courage to ask and confirm, she exclaimed. Discarding the loofah, Erza's hand caught both of Lucy's breasts and fondled.

"Er-Erza! What are you doing?!" Lucy exclaimed, staring wide-eyed over her shoulder at Titania.

For the moment, Erza didn't respond, examining the supple mounds in her palm. They were a bit softer than her own pair, but that was due to Erza being more battle-hardened. The peaks drew most of her interest. Her fingers and thumbs tweaked the hardened nubs gently, eliciting worried mewls and moans from behind Lucy's clenched teeth. "Your breasts are very soft," Erza observed before stretching out Lucy's nipples a little. A small wail was her reward, to which she couldn't help grinning mischievously. "And very sensitive."

"What?!" Lucy squirmed against the strong, sword-calloused hands still gripping her tits. She cringed when her nipples were pulled again, this time a bit rougher than before. "Don't say such weird things! Ahh~!" It had been a while – thanks to Natsu and Happy randomly popping up – since she had last had the time to really explore herself for bodily pleasure, so she was a bit more sensitive than usual.

"Don't take it as a bad thing," Erza told her, pressing her smirking mouth near to Lucy's ear. Her breasts felt like large, cushiony pillows against the blonde's back, the nipples easily discerned poking against her. "I meant it as a compliment." Erza's nibble fingers began to pluck at the pink nubs, much to Lucy's reluctant delight. The Stellar Mage screwed her eyes shut and bit rather roughly on her lower lip in a desperate attempt to keep from howling her pleasure.

Lucy could not find the will to fight back as she glanced down at her mauled chest. Erza gripped her even more confidently than herself during those few nights she spent alone. The fingers twisted and rolled the taut nipples with splendid ease, alternating between pinching the tip and squeezing the whole breast. "Ah!" Lucy's moans were sharp, though she seemed like she wanted to voice against this groping. Of course, even if she could find the voice to protest, it was unlikely that Erza – set on her hands' work – would take heed. And the only coherent thought in Lucy's pleasure-static head was wondering if Erza had planned this from the beginning, or if she just gave into impulse?

A knee wedged between Lucy's, and she'd no other option but to spread her thighs. The moment she did, Erza's left hand drifted away from her breast and crept southward. The fingertips smoothed down her water-and-soap slick stomach, barely dipping into her bellybutton, before slowing as they neared their destination. Lucy knew what was to come and would've closed her legs had it not been for Erza's knee keeping them apart; she would just have to swallow her embarrassment and let the Fairy Queen do as she wished. She whimpered Erza's name, but did not ask/beg for pause. She must've surrendered either to the pleasure or to Erza's will. The fingers crept along the fabulously smooth flesh of her pubic region, missing her snatch entirely to explore the hairless area.

As best as she could – inevitably failing to look past Lucy's giant tits – Erza tried to lean over Lucy's shoulder to glance down at where her left fingers now played. It was so unlike when she touched herself, running her fingers through red curls before dancing along her slippery nether lips. She hummed in her throat in contemplation. "Is there a reason you don't have hair? Do men request it?"

"N-no," Lucy blurted out, a bit offended that Erza would immediately jump to the assumption that she was some philanderer with men. She then heard and felt Erza give a quick, airy huff of a chuckle against her ear before murmuring how she enjoyed the feel of it.

The heat of anticipation was beginning to roil within Lucy each time Erza's talented fingers traced around her vagina, sometimes coming teasingly close to feeling her clit, but she never made actual contact. Shamefully, Lucy felt her sex moisten from more than just the shower's spray, her folds blossoming like a flower, ready and craving for some stimulation. She wanted nothing more than to hide her face. If Erza felt how wet she had become and so quickly, she felt she would die of humiliation!

It wasn't long before Erza discovered her comrade's arousal, but she was not offended and did not make light of Lucy's desire. Her middle finger stroked the engorged lips several times, caressing them before she sought entrance. With a nervous yelp, Lucy snatched Erza's wrist in an effort to dissuade her from invading her body, but when Erza had set her mind, nothing could stop her or even slow her down for long.

Lucy hollered when she was punctured, "Erza!" Taking her hand away from Erza's, she reached back and sunk her fingernails into the Armor Mage's thighs while Erza's own finger crawled deep inside of her, worming through her tight channel until it was buried up to the knuckle in Lucy's wet heat. No hymen… The extraneous activity of Fairy Tail quests must've taken its toll when she needed to be more limber.

Again, Erza smirked. This would make things easier.

"Turn around," she ordered after extracting her now-soiled middle finger from Lucy's depths.

Lucy debated on whether or not it was wiser to comply or make a hasty dash for the outside and pretend that this encounter never happened. Were it not for the unconscious craving of her hot body, she would've given a bit more consideration to the latter idea before she rotated, whimpering embarrassedly when her large breasts mashed with Erza's equally large breasts. What exactly was the redhead planning to do now? Lucy felt her stomach tingle with imagination, as Levy once alerted her to Erza's interest in erotic – sometimes smutty – stories.

In a trice, Erza made her next move, cupping Lucy's chin with a finger to hold her steady for a full kiss, her first kiss! Perhaps if it wasn't such a significant thing as a first, she might've been able to tolerate it more, but Lucy quickly turned away with a panicked "Wait!" Once more, her resistance was overcome by Erza's persistence; Titania cupped her chin again and this time forced their lips together, not providing Lucy the room to retreat again. Though apprehensive at first, Lucy felt herself melting into that kiss. Aside from the gender of the person she shared it with, it was quite how she envisioned in her fantasies: lips that were soft but passionate, sealing her ability to breathe, making her knees wobble and weak. Were it not for Erza's right hand curling around her waist and supporting her at the small of her back, would she have crumbled and been left dizzy from the lip lock?

Something brushing against her pursed lips; Lucy was unsure of what it was for only a brief moment before her mouth was breached. Her own tongue was too tentative to greet Erza's, but that did not stop the redhead from introducing herself. Erza swallowed the small, uncertain whimper that passed from Lucy's mouth into her own as their tongue danced and exchanged saliva.

It was some time later – a little past what Lucy could hold her breath for – when Erza calmly parted from her flushed comrade. Lucy's eyes were glossy with wonder and lust, her heat palpable. It was too distracting, and she couldn't even manage a reaction when Erza latched her hands over her to keep her in place. Bowing her head, Erza nuzzled and kissed her way down Lucy's neck and throat, bending her knees when her path took her down the mounds of the ample breasts. Lucy's hands went on her shoulders when Erza found and took a nipple into her hot mouth, her tongue taking away the rivulets of water that streamed around the pink pebble of flesh. With tongue and teeth teasing her, Lucy moaned and felt her vaginal muscles tighten with excitement. Having a mouth on her breast rather than her own self-pleasuring hand sent pleasure up her spine that she had not known ever before, enhanced by the thrill of wrongness and abruptness of this encounter. A drawn-out cry echoed from her throat when Erza's suckling mouth pulled her breast out until it finally popped free and jiggled in place.

Wiping her forearm underneath her lower lip and looking quite proud of herself, Erza rose to her full height, staring Lucy dead in the eye. There was something there, and Lucy was sure that there was more planned for her. An audible gulp was given; Lucy anticipated Erza to continue this exploration on her knees, face nestling in between Lucy's thighs to her bald cunt.

What happened instead was a bit more unexpected. Taking Lucy's forearm in her iron-tight grip, Erza commanded, "Come", and then was off with Lucy staggering out of the tub behind her. "Wait! Wait!" Lucy flailed her arms frantically, trying not to be dragged so easily out of the bathroom. She clutched frantically for anything to slow her down, but everything failed. During her struggling, her outstretched arm accidentally knocked Plue at the side of his head. It was a glancing blow, but to such a small, sad creature of weakness, the Stellar Spirit staggered dizzily before dropping from the sink counter and into the tub.

"Puu~n," he weakly cried, unable to move as the warm water sprayed on him, ready to wrinkle him like a raisin. His calls for help were muted underneath Lucy's protests against being led by Erza. Weak and defenseless against the spray, Plue was forced to endure…

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