A thick, humid breeze made Laxus sigh as he walked down a wooded path. Since Gramps had kicked him out he'd been wandering around Fiore. He wasn't looking for enlightenment or a way to redeem himself. He just felt like, out in the wild, he'd finally get to know who he really was. Recently, though, he'd found himself longing for another human's affections.

Affection was a strong word. It was more like another body writhing under him while he took his fill. He knew this feeling, like a tsunami building in the ocean before crashing on shore. The Dragon's Mating season was upon him and he was completely alone in the middle of nowhere. It was the first time he'd been alone for it before and it was slowly driving him insane. He knew sometime during the upcoming night the need would be unbearable unless he found a partner to spend the night with, but he didn't really have a choice at this point.

With a sigh, he strayed off the path to find a clear spot in the foliage to make a makeshift camp.

He felt so charged with energy that desperately needed to be released. He found himself snapping branches loudly and kicking things out of his way angrily. When he finally had his tent set up and his duffel bag under his head, he felt wide awake. His eyes travelled over the fabric of his canopy furiously, as if it's existence was why he was so angry.

He didn't know how long he lay just staring, seething at his inability to sleep, when the wind suddenly shifted to allow the humid breeze to waft into his shelter. His sensitive nose caught up on a scent lingering on the wind that made his skin prickle with excitement and his canines extend. He knew this scent well though he couldn't pinpoint whose it was. It had to be someone from Fairy Tail but it was still too foreign to be someone he knew well, like Bixlow or Freed or Evergreen.

A growl escaped his lips as he felt the muscles in his body tighten at the prospect of either a good fight or a good fucking and he pushed himself off the rough ground to follow the scent. Soon, he approached a rocky alcove that relented into a clear pond. He was close to the scent's origin and he stalked closer, noticing a figure in the water.

Long ebony hair fanned out in all directions around shimmering silver skin. Laxus's eyes widened a little as he took the opposing male in. Mist floated around him gracefully and he could make out exaggerated puffs coming from his mouth as his face barely stayed above the water's reach. He suddenly lifted himself out of the water and lashed out at the rocks beside him, leaving deep gashes into the stones.

Laxus blinked in surprise as he realized it was Gajeel Redfox in the pond, completely naked and covered in his Iron Scales. He could see his breathing was labored and his form was shaking slightly. As he tasted his scent in the air, it suddenly occurred to Laxus that he was in heat as well, which intrigued him.

Laxus was a second generation Dragon Slayer, which meant he was only a Dragon Slayer in the sense that he absorbed electricity into a lacrima that had been implanted into his body. Gajeel was a first generation Slayer, which meant he'd actually been raised by a dragon and taught their ways and adopted their instincts. It was apparent that he was in much more distress than Laxus was as he battled his dragon instincts. Laxus supposed it was because he was more deeply connected with his heritage than Laxus was, and so his instincts called to him more than Laxus' would.

A motion suddenly caught Laxus's attention and he noticed Gajeel was leaning against the boulders with a far off expression in his eyes. His arm was moving frantically under the water and his puffs of breath were becoming more and more frenzied. Laxus suppressed a growl as his own member grew hard while he was watching. Gajeel was actually jacking himself off which for some reason the Lightning Mage was finding sexy. His fingers twitched for the front of his pants and he started rubbing reluctantly, watching Gajeel's face as he did so.

He was studying how his fangs glistened in the moonlight and began wondering what it would feel like to have them scrape his skin. He was rubbing himself harder at the thought, envisioning pressing the Iron Dragon against the rocks and sliding his erection against his ass. He was starting to pant as he watched the Iron Mage, suppressing lusty groans so as to not alert him to his presence. Then he saw Gajeel stiffen and jack even quicker, which made his pulse jump. He was close to release and for some reason Laxus found himself longing to release as he did. When his face finally contorted into a look filled with pleasure and bliss he let himself blow, filling his underwear with his own sticky seed and forcing out a gasp through clenched teeth.

Just as he released, the wind changed again, this time sending his own scent careening towards the Iron Mage. He watched as the muscles in Gajeel's back and shoulders tightened and relaxed while the breeze wafted past him. His head turned around slowly, bringing glistening ruby eyes up to meet Laxus's. He expected to see boiling rage in his glare but instead found completely unbridled lust. The thirst in his eyes was so intense it made Laxus's throat start to dry and his eyes widen.

Then, with painful slowness, Gajeel brought his eyes down to his own metallic skin and took a long, clawed hand to rake against the solid flesh. Laxus felt his chest tighten when the skin broke open, allowing bright red to flow out of four gashes to taint the water around him. Then, to Laxus's utter surprise, Gajeel let his tongue slide down the new wounds, licking up the blood delicately and letting it stain his lips in beautiful crimson.

Laxus let out a choked breath at the sight. He tried to tell himself that iron was abundant in blood and so the Iron Slayer had just made the slices for the sole purpose of tasting the iron. But for some reason he could feel his member begin to stiffen once again and Gajeel's bloodthirsty eyes looked back up at him casually, as if challenge Laxus.

Challenge accepted.

Gajeel sank into the reddening water up to his eyes as he approached. Laxus felt strange as he started to toss his clothing onto the rocks and bushes in the area. He didn't have a thing for men but for some reason he was lusting after Gajeel so much his dick was starting to throb painfully. He brushed off the thought before it deterred him. It was just the heat, nothing more.

That and the intoxicating aroma of Gajeel's blood and pheromones being released into the air.

The two regarded each other for a moment, Laxus's eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and his usual indifference and Gajeel's filled with pure lust and power.

Gajeel rose first, his need finally getting the better of him, and Laxus found his eyes following the droplets of water down his shoulders and chest to merge back with the pond near his slim hips. A growl escaped the Iron Mage's mouth and he punched Laxus solidly on the jaw, sending him tumbling in surprise into the water.

Laxus had to repress his thunder in the water, knowing the consequences should he release a high amount of voltage into the water and fry them both. But he couldn't help the crackling that passed from him to the water as he felt clawed hands puncture into the flesh of his chest and throw him against on of the large boulders, knocking the wind out of him.

Raging red eyes met his and it made his heart pulse harder. He studied the slightly smaller mage as his inner battle played out. No doubt he wanted to rip the Lightning Mage to pieces, but the hunger in him made him stop and an angry blush started to tinge his lips. Shakily, reluctantly, Gajeel leaned forward. Laxus could feel his breath hot on his shoulder as his body began to press against his own. He could feel Gajeel's stiff erection slide against his own, sending a feeling sharper than electricity into his loins.

"Dammit…" Gajeel gasped huskily, leaning even closer to him so their dicks brushed against each other again, "What in the hell are you doing out here?"

"Same thing you are," Laxus huffed as Gajeel's fangs ghosted against his collar, "Trying to avoid raping someone in town,"

"Well fuck," Gajeel's voice was shaking with desire and he dug his claws deeper into Laxus's flesh, making the Dragon Slayer hiss in both pain and pleasure, "Now that's a nice sound,"

"I ain't some farm girl, you sick bastard," Laxus growled, forcing Gajeel off of him and slamming him into the stone. To his surprise, a tattered gasp left Gajeel's lips at the force and Laxus realized he was holding onto the gash in Gajeel's arm. His eyes widened, "You're a masochist? Seriously?"

He almost jumped when Gajeel yanked himself forward. His tongue glided against Laxus's collar and up his throat. Laxus let out a quiet groan at the feel of his hot tongue against his cool skin, the sensation ricocheting all the way down to his balls. Gooseflesh made its way down his body when Gajeel's fangs scraped against his throat and he fought to regain control of his body. With almost too much force, he grabbed Gajeel's arms and forced him back onto the rock. Gajeel's back arched at the pain in his wrists, causing his member to slide up Laxus's.

Gajeel looked out at him under his eyelashes, a sight that was extremely out of character for the Iron Mage.

"Fuck. Get a grip," Laxus growled, but the sight made his stomach tense dangerously.

"Coming from the guy who was getting off to watching me getting off," his voice was throaty and angry, lusting for something Laxus wasn't even sure he wanted to give him.

"That don't mean I wanna fuck you," Laxus hissed, clenching his teeth when Gajeel's tongue licked up a droplet of water that had trailed down his face to his lips.

"So you just like to watch other guys get off regularly, then?" Gajeel's smile was a malicious one, "Perverted little voyeur…"

Laxus leaned down close to him, their noses far closer then what they should be. He stepped close, relishing in the muffled grunt of the man under him, "Who are you calling little?"

Gajeel didn't retort back and Laxus wasn't sure if he would've heard him even if he did. He could feel the heat falling off of Gajeel's chest and his eyes were burning into him. Laxus let loose a growl, fighting the urge to just close the distance between the two of them as Gajeel's muscles flexed threateningly. As he arched his back, Laxus could feel his member brushing against his and he stepped forward reflexively, enjoying the stimulation despite the circumstances.

He didn't know who initiated it, but suddenly their lips were together, tongues fighting for dominance over each other. He could feel Gajeel's fangs scrape across his own angrily as he struggled to get free from Laxus's grip. He could hear his shoulders creaking and popping as he strained against Laxus, but the larger mage held firm, not allowing his captive the freedom he desired.

Finally, they separated, gasping for breath as they did so, but not before Gajeel's teeth caught onto Laxus's lip to split the sensitive and swollen flesh.

"You kiss like a fucking man," Gajeel said between breaths, his chest heaving under Laxus's.

Laxus raked his tongue against the split on his lip, tasting the tang of blood, "You fucking bit my lip,"

Gajeel smirked, "Aw, sorry for not being more gentle on you, fairy. I didn't realize you were so fragile,"

Laxus narrowed his eyes, anger igniting at his haughty tone, and he tightened his grip on Gajeel's wrists until he gritted his teeth and let out a pained growl.

"I think you're forgetting who's in charge here," Laxus growled, bringing his free hand up to grab Gajeel's hard shaft. Gajeel let out a strained hiss, squeezing his eyes shut against the foreign feeling of Laxus's hand against his sensitive skin. His own self release did little to ease the maddening sensations and although Laxus wreaked of testosterone and hostility, his clouded judgment saw him as just about as good a partner as any for the hellish night that lay ahead.

When Laxus started moving his hands up and down Gajeel's shaft, Gajeel couldn't help the gasp that escaped him. Laxus's applications were amazing, sending pleasure shuddering throughout the entirety of his body. An agonizing growl ripped its way through Gajeel's teeth when Laxus's tongue slid up his chest to his throat. He could feel his fangs threatening to break his skin, leaving angry red streaks in their wake.

"You're not making this very fun," he heard Laxus's voice growl lowly in his ear, something that made a chill work its way down his spine, "You were ready to fight a minute ago. Where'd all that anger go?"

Gajeel couldn't think straight with Laxus so near, nibbling his ear and groaning against him. He stopped struggling to get out of his grasp, his back arching as Laxus's hand started moving faster. He could feel his orgasm building and he was ready to topple over the edge when Laxus pulled back, a cocky smile on his face.

"Goddammit…" Gajeel hissed, trying to push his hips against Laxus in a futile attempt at regaining his lost momentum.

"I told you, you're not being very fun. You think I'd reward you when you're ignoring me?" his smile was wide and arrogant, yellow flashing in his eyes as he spoke. Gajeel tried to struggle free once again but quickly realized that Laxus's grip wasn't going to yield anytime soon. He huffed in agitation, his red eyes burning into Laxus's as his mind quickly started to work a way out of the situation. Laxus's grin widened as he watched those crimson eyes working, so much lust and power boiling under the surface.

Finally, Gajeel arched his back, bringing both legs up and kicking Laxus's knees, causing him to buckle and finally release the Iron Mage from his grasp. Laxus's hands gripped Gajeel's waist as he tried to regain his footing under the water and Gajeel let out a growl, grabbing a handful of his blonde hair and dragging him back up to lock their lips together. He ran his tongue against Laxus's lip harshly as he brought his claws down his chest, leaving thin slashes down his flesh. Laxus growled, fascinated by the pleasure the pain brought when Gajeel suddenly broke their kiss and let his tongue trail down the slits. Laxus found himself panting, pressing his eyes shut as Gajeel continued.

Laxus was winding his fingers through his tangled, black locks. He could hear Gajeel's breath hitch as he did and it made him smile. It was strange, this game they were playing for dominance, but Laxus was determined to win before the night was over. He wanted to see those red eyes relenting to his will, a need that was steadily growing in his chest as Gajeel's teeth nipped at his collar.

Finally, Laxus couldn't take the teasing desire any longer. He grabbed Gajeel's shoulders roughly and pushed him against the stone. He knew he wasn't going to submit easily, the raw power and defiance in his gleaming ruby eyes made that clear. Laxus only smiled, relishing the challenge as he forced himself on the opposing Dragon Slayer.

He pulled him into a deep kiss, allowing his tongue entrance into his mouth so he could suck on the muscle. Gajeel's claws were digging into his biceps as he relished the feelings Laxus was giving him. Laxus let his hand make its way back down to the Iron Mage's throbbing member, stroking it a few time before swiftly moving to grab his thigh and lift it away. Realizing what Laxus was doing, Gajeel yanked away from his kiss and tried to struggle away, only for Laxus to take his free hand and grip his member once again, causing his thrashing to lessen.

"Calm down," Laxus purred, cupping his balls as his hand slowly worked its way to his entrance, "I thought you liked pain, anyway?"

"Goddammit, Laxus," he growled angrily, once again trying to struggle free, "I ain't…"

"What, you didn't honestly think I was going to bottom, did you?" Laxus chuckled, teasing his entrance under the water. His finger slid in easily and he was teasing his insides with his finger, feeling him tighten around him as he did so. Gajeel gasped, still trying to fight Laxus's hold as he brought his leg up to rest on his shoulder so his other hand would be free to stroke Gajeel's member.

"Laxus, I swear to god, I'll fucking kill you," he huffed. He grimaced as Laxus pushed a second finger inside of him, scissoring them to more loosen the tight muscle. Angling his finger slightly, Laxus pushed in as far as he could, hitting Gajeel's sweet spot and causing his whole body to tighten in pleasure.

"Still want to kill me?" Laxus purred, hitting the spot a second time.

"Yes… yes, I-aahh…" he tried to hold in the moan but to no avail. Laxus smiled at the delicious sound as he pushed a third finger in.

"You don't mind pain, so that can't be why you're scared," Laxus whispered, his eyes raking across the light flush that had come to his face and chest.

"Who fucking said I was scared?" Gajeel hissed even though he knew Laxus's sense of smell was just as good as his own, so he was very much able to smell his anxiety.

"Don't tell me you're worried someone will find out?" Laxus mocked, "Who's gonna know besides the two of us? Salamander? He knows how strong the effects of the heat are. Besides, by the time you get back to Fairy Tail my scent will be long off of you,"

Gajeel only growled in response, his cheeks turning a slightly deeper crimson and he refused to look him in the eyes. Laxus took the opportunity to withdraw his probing fingers – an act that made Gajeel stifle a gasp – and push his erection against his opening. Gajeel stiffened, tightening his grip of Laxus's upper arms as he pushed inside. Gajeel's eyes widened and his back arched as Laxus sheathed himself inside of him, gasping at the amazing feelings wracking his body from his tight heat.

Laxus gripped Gajeel's hips, not willing to move until Gajeel gave him some signal that he was ready. Gajeel cracked one crimson eye open, a toothy grin spreading across his face, if a bit forced, "You gonna stand there all day, Sparky?"

Laxus snarled at his challenge and slowly pulled himself back only to slam back into his heat. Gajeel gasped as his head hit the nerves that made up his g-spot, his body shaking at the pleasure that filled his core. Laxus was stroking his manhood, pounding into him relentlessly as he sought his own release. Sweat was starting to bead on both men's foreheads and Gajeel bit his lip to keep from calling out.

Sick of Gajeel's pride, Laxus trailed his claws up Gajeel's torso, collar, throat, until he forced two of his fingers into the Iron Mage's mouth, "Don't you dare hold back," Laxus huffed, gritting his teeth to hold back a moan as he spoke.

Gajeel tossed his head so that Laxus released his mouth and let a moan escape him in order to please his partner. In response, Laxus pounded into him harder and dug his nails into Gajeel's scaled thighs.

"Fuck, Laxus," Gajeel huffed, feeling like he was about to topple over the edge, "I'm going to…"

"Yeah," Laxus gasped, breathless at the sensations building inside of him, "Just a… little…"

Both cursed as they soared over the edge. Gajeel's heat constricted around Laxus, making him tremble as pleasure seared through his body. Gajeel's seed spilled all over his stomach, hand, and chest and he collapsed back against the rock face. Laxus leaned down to take one more heat-filled kiss before reluctantly pulling out of Gajeel. Laxus sank into the water, letting it wash away the cum and sweat from his chest.

"Well, that was fun," Laxus grunted, stretching his arms above his head.

Gajeel didn't reply, just glared at him out of the corners of his eyes. If he was honest, he felt slightly embarrassed at being the one that had to submit in their battle for dominance. Maybe it was his scorn or the heat that drove him forward, but he could already feel his member begin to recover. He approached Laxus, whose back was turned to him, and reached around his waste to massage his flaccid manhood. He felt Laxus stiffen and let out a groan.

"Who decided we were done?" Gajeel said in a husky voice as he stoked the Lightning Mage. He gripped the blonde's shoulders with his talons and forced him to his knees. He leaned over his shoulder to nibble at the crook of his neck, causing the Lightning Dragon's breath to quicken. He didn't protest as Gajeel nudged his knees apart with his own.

With Gajeel in charge, the feelings Laxus was receiving weren't as frenzied as when he'd taken the lead. Gajeel's tongue was rough against the back of his neck and Laxus could feel his hot breath making his hair stand on end. He'd originally allowed this solely to humor the Iron Dragon, but now he felt passion swelling in his chest. He'd felt like this few times, usually when he was with particularly sensual women. But this wasn't a woman treating him like this, this was Gajeel Redfox, and it occurred to Laxus that he was the kind of man who put his soul into everything he did. That was why he followed through with every one of his rash decisions.

Gajeel didn't waste time teasing like Laxus had. His hands weren't quite masterful as he made his way to Laxus's opening, but he was quick to find the nerves that had had himself writhing in pleasure earlier. He felt a light electrical current in the water as he hit it, and Laxus let out a pleasured groan at Gajeel's movements. After thoroughly relaxing him, he pressed his hardened cock against Laxus and entered, stopping at the head when Laxus hissed at the pain it caused.

"Fucking delicate fairy," Gajeel growled, but his voice was soft in a way that made Laxus's skin prickle.

"Don't tell me you care," Laxus huffed back, wincing as Gajeel pushed himself in the rest of the way.

"Of course not," Gajeel sighed, running his tongue against the muscle in Laxus's shoulder. After Laxus was once again responding to Gajeel's affections, he pulled back out slowly before grinding back in. Laxus's breath hitched when he hit his sensitive spot, putting his palms onto his thighs in order to support himself against Gajeel's thrusts. He was slow at first, building up momentum over time like a wave coming towards the shore. Laxus fought to control his magic as Gajeel started to become more frantic in his movements, his fangs trailing against the Lightning Dragon's shoulder.

"Damn…" Laxus gasped.

He could feel Gajeel trembling behind him, his heat searing the skin of his back. Laxus almost jumped when he grabbed his hips roughly, letting out sultry groan in response. Gajeel had stopped stroking his member, focusing only on the pleasure that he felt from Laxus's heat. He was one who liked emotion in his fucking and Laxus could feel it all building in his chest as well as his loins. Gajeel let out a strangled moan and he grabbed Laxus's blonde hair, yanking him back to run his tongue up his neck.

Suddenly, Gajeel went careening over his limit and sank his fangs into Laxus's flesh. The pain of the bite and warmth of Gajeel's seed made Laxus tumble as well. He let out a roar as he did so, the pleasure making his body shake just as much as Gajeel's. Slowly, reluctantly, Gajeel retracted his fangs, panting erratically as he did so. Laxus was surprised to feel Gajeel's hands make their way around his waist to tops of his thighs as he ran his tongue across the laceration he'd made, wiping away the blood in a few slow licks.

They stayed like that, panting for a while with Gajeel pressing his forehead to the larger mage's shoulder. Laxus felt exhausted, no trace of the heat left to sear his veins any longer.

"Hey," Laxus breathed, catching the stoic Dragon Slayer's attention, "You alright?"

Gajeel brought his face forward to rest his chin on Laxus's shoulder, his hot breath ghosting past his ear, "Yeah,"

Laxus met his gaze; finding only satisfied exhaustion there now. They untangled themselves from each other gently, both of their bodies still sensitive from their romp in the water. Laxus offered Gajeel the rest of the night in his shelter since the Iron Dragon hadn't brought one and so Gajeel disappeared behind some trees to grab a duffel he'd stashed earlier that night. The two only pulled on some pants, not bothering with shirts or jackets since the night was relatively warm.

They lay down in Laxus's tent, Laxus on his back and Gajeel on his side facing away from him. Even though they were both exhausted, both were still very much awake.

"Oi," Laxus sighed, turning and propping himself on an elbow.

"Yeah," Gajeel grumbled against his fatigue.

"Your first time with a guy?"

The question caught the Iron Dragon off guard and he let out a long breath, "Yeah. You?"

"Yeah,"

The two stayed in uncomfortable silence for a while, Gajeel pretending to be asleep and Laxus watching him curiously. Gajeel's eyes fluttered open when he felt Laxus's hand slipped onto his hip. He didn't stir as Laxus scooted closer, his hulking figure pressing against Gajeel's back.

"I'm not in heat anymore, dumbass," Gajeel grunted even though he was leaning against Laxus's embrace.

"Just shut the fuck up," he growled back, nuzzling into the Iron Mage's ebony mane, "Is this where you come every year?"

"I can't answer if I have to shut up," Gajeel mumbled, letting Laxus trail his fingers up his chest. He understood what the question meant and silently contemplated what his decision would be. After a moment, he relented, "Yes,"

Laxus chuckled darkly, "I wonder what your Phantom Lord buddies would say,"

"I wonder what you father would say,"

"Touche,"