A/N: Lemony deliciousness ahead! Aka torturous teasing and generous dirty talk~ Enjoy and let me know what you think!

"Will you give me a chance?" Laxus' voice was heavy in lust, dipped in sugar, sounding ever so sweet to her ears and she realized.

For the first time, she wasn't scared of the dark but rather it was a sense of comfort. Lucy was scared of what expression she would find gracing his face if she could see him. She'd never given into sweet talk before so now when her defenses seemed to be crumbling she couldn't tell if Laxus was taking advantage of her. She couldn't tell if he used the darkness to cloak his true emotions.

Why did she have to kiss him? Why did the kiss have to feel so utterly perfect?

Laxus' hips slightly jerk against her own and it was bliss. His entire body stiffened and he was trying. He was trying to wait for her answer, trying to stay in control; silently begging that she would give him the chance as his pants gradually tightened into a form of self-punishment. Why couldn't she hear the desperation in his tone? Mavis, he wanted her. He wanted everything that was her; Her body, her mind, her spirit.

"Yes." Lucy was trusting the man she'd met in the past few hours. She was trusting him with the safekeeping of her innocence, she was trusting him with the prospect of her first love. She was handing herself over to him, foolishly hoping that there truly was good in him.

Laxus was in love with the idea of someone who could still see it in him, that dim spark of good left in him. But for the night it was slowly going to disappear and he could only hope she would understand what's going to happen to him.

Laxus rocked his hips just a fraction, grinding into her clothed sex and was rewarded with the moan ripping from her throat. Each passionate voicing pouring through his body making his cock a hard line pressed to her arousal.

He groans, his heart galloping in every vein. He rocks into her again, thrusting up with his confined cock to press tight against her sex, once, twice. The pressure is beyond exhilarating and her body quakes and she gasps as her eyes go unfocused and her lids fall shut. Cherishing the sensations and being dragged further and further into the abyss of lust, her doubts are slowly washed away. Lucy gulps greedily at the hot air his lips pour over her as presses open mouthed kisses along her soft jawline.

"What do you want from me?"

Her eyes snap open at the question. They're nose to nose, breathing the same hot air and her body quakes at the feeling of his addictive lips just barely grazing her own.

"I want… I want you to look me in the eyes… and tell me how much you want me." Her breathy words are deep and heavy and it sends Laxus' body haywire in a mass of surging electricity. The bolts are wrapping around his muscles, the hard curves that carve out the most delicious form, crackling over his manhood, making his manhood too sensitive for words. It's like his body is attempting to restrain itself for Lucy's own good.

Mavis, Laxus had never lost control like he was now but it felt so good. His eyes were illuminated and darkly blown into thin rings of grey around his pupils. A slow grin crept across his lips as he slammed his hips into hers again, "You like talkin' dirty?" He tried to change her objective. Laxus knew his limits and doing this would send him to a point of no return.

"Mmhmm..." Lucy was melting into his touch, but she knew what he was doing. If only she knew he was doing it for her own good, "...You're sexy but gonna make you work for it."

"Fuck, you're gonna drive me crazy." His teeth slightly sunk into her shoulder as he tried to hold off a little longer. The last thing Laxus wanted to do was tell her how much control she had over him but it was so enticing.

He stared into her eyes without hesitance; the feral side of him, the horny, assertive, red-blooded dragon side, was beginning to take over, making his sole mission to drive his Blondie as insane as him, "I've never wanted anyone more. To feel you wrapped tight around my dick. And holy… fuckin'... shit you smell so fucking good." He could smell that dampness between her legs, loving the way he was doing it to her with just his words. He couldn't stop now, "I won't be happy 'till you're begging for ev'ry inch of my dick, pleading for me to let you come…"

Lucy moaned wantonly. Her body writhing as he slowly became more and more sadistic and dominating. Laxus pressed forward and grinds against her soaked and clothed slit, rolling his hips in slow, deep curves, keeping their bodies pressed together as firm as possible. Her hips were meeting his thrust for thrust as she fell so deeply in love with the way he was handling her.

"Laxus!" Lucy screamed. She's infuriated and frustrated, silently damning herself for asking him to beg. She was staring into his eyes, illuminated to a pale gold by the lightning rods still coursing over his body. She could see it. He's going slightly insane and she's hating herself for loving it, hating him for making her so desperate for her first time.

"What's wrong? Want somethin' inside of you, Lucy?" Even his voice comes out a hoarse whisper of desire. Lucy's body was betraying her in the fight for dominance as she arched into him, her nails sinking into the back of his neck. "Maybe something rock-hard? Somethin' I can slide in and out of that tight pussy?" He taunted, listening for her hateful moans. He gathered her wrists over her head in his left hand, putting his right to better use.

Lucy's body jerked at the touch of a finger at her wet entrance. Sliding back and forth, back and forth, making her shiver. She yelped as a long, rough finger slipped into her, leaving her panting heavier than before. Suddenly, the finger inside of her slid out again, almost painfully slow. Laxus reveled in her despaired moaning, in her frustration.

He couldn't stop the way he was losing control of his primal side but couldn't decide if he really even wanted to, "My dick would feel really good slowly stretching you open and pounding into all the right places."

Lucy is glaring into his eyes hoping she was conveying everything that was racing through her mind and body.

"If you d-don't s-s-stop teasing m-me -Ah~" Suddenly, he pushed two fingers as deep as they could possibly go at the same teasing pace. She had to fight the urge to rock her hips against his hand. Her stomach clenching on the verge of release but he just wouldn't let her have it.

A slow twisted smile crept across his face, the corners of his lips curling sadistically, lustfully. "What are you going to do? You can't even speak?"

"And you c-c-can't e-even keep your ahhhhh-mmmm-self from turning into fff-fucking animal." His eyes widened at how she could possibly make a coherent thought, even more so, analyze him. His Adam's apple bobbed at the prospect. He's really met his match. "I'm going to make you beg for me the second I get the chance. I w-want to see you falling apart at the seams."

She's my mate. Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her!

His fingers snatched from her soaking entrance and ripped her panties from her body. "Hey!" She whined at the tear and loss of her favorite pink lace underwear.

"You told me to stop teasing." Laxus groaned as he leaned away onto his knees and works at the belt around his waist.

Lucy uses her newly freed hands to palm the erection straining against his jeans, rubbing up and down the hardened length. She was rewarded with the hiss of air that seeped from his throat.

His arms went slack at his sides as he sat back on his heels. She moved her hand slowly, gliding up and down in a teasing rhythm, dragging out the pleasure with every lingering stroke along his denim covered length. Lucy sits up, feeling the sweat that gathered in the dip of her collarbone slip down into her half unbuttoned shirt. Propped up on her elbow, she watches the sensation flicker across his face before his head lolls back.

"I also said you were going to beg." A smirk dragged up the corner of her lips.

Lucy pressed her lips to his in a slow, hypnotic dance with the hopes of bringing back to the brink of sanity but not quite. His lights went out, his lightning drowning in lust. Her free hand began guiding his shoulder back until his back went down on the floor. It was like a tranquilizer to his system, a calmingly delicious dose of reality that somehow brought him back to reality. He sighed and relented to her touch. Lucy was the first girl to have effects like this on him.

She made him happy, out of control, calm, horny, desperate, submissive, dominant… She was a fucking drug.

Her lips were soft and insistent, and Laxus found himself trying to regain control, trying to press his tongue past her lips. That is until she reinforces the pressure of her palm on his cock and his head dips back and his mouth gasps open. Lucy slips her tongue into his mouth and pours herself into the kiss as she moves her thighs to straddle his hips.

For all of three seconds, she pulled away to breath before pressing back into him. Her dainty fingers worked intricately to undo every last button on his shirt. This is where her plan came to a screeching halt.

With a mental slap to her forehead, Lucy was reminded of her virginity as she came to his waistband. Dear Mavis.

Alright. Okay. Just keep kissing.

She reduced their mouths to slow, sensual, open mouthed kisses on the verge of pecks and led her lips down the column of his neck. The thin sheen of sweat was almost too amazing to her as she continued further down south, running over each and every taught curve of muscle in his chest. She slicked her tongue just beneath his navel where a thin trail of blonde hair began.

Glancing up at him, she tucked her fingers into his jeans and boxers, and eased them down his thighs until he was free of his restraints. She slowly unlaced his boots, letting him suffer her light, unmoving touch around his cock. With her slow movements she finally had him fully undressed.

"You're so hard…" Lucy gasped, looking at the thick shaft that now lied against his stomach. It looked almost painful how hard and rigid he was. His entire body seemed to relax at the release and it made her wonder, How much control did he really have? Eyes wide, tongue slipping out to wet her lips in anticipation, she reaches out to touch tentatively.

His eyes flutter as her hands finally tremble over the tip of his member. He inhales a sharp and shaky breath when her fingers wrap around him and he starts to lose it once more. He tries not to move his hips. He really does when he picks up on her attempt to take control of him but his hips jerk upward on their own. And it feels so wonderful that he can't help but do it again, and again, panting and thrusting into her hand.

"Nnng- Lucy," He pauses to catch his breath for once, "I need you, now."

Despite being seconds away from slamming herself down onto his cock, she challenges him, "You sure about that?"

Laxus swallows back a huge wave of erotic desires and growls, "If you don't let me have you, I'm going to fuck you 'til you can't walk." She stares at him with no intent of relenting. He knew what she wanted to hear but he was struggling to spit it out. "It hurts, Lucy, please. I've never wanted anyone more."

"Hmmm… One more thing," Satisfied, she brought her lips back to his smooth, strong jawline, "I want my dragon back. Can you give me that, baby?"

"Your wish is my command."

He wasted no time after that to get even and she was thankful his teasing was finally abated. Now his touches were harsh and purposeful as he switched their position, nearly slamming Lucy's back into the carpet. He heaved her thighs up over his and guides his cock into her soaking core, nearly crying out in relief. He broke all her barriers in one smooth, fluid stroke, hilting himself in her and he stopped. It took everything in him to not keep going, give her time to adjust but she was too far gone. Lucy didn't want time. She wanted him!

Lucy wanted him fucking her in that rough, feral, unforgiving way that she knew only he could pull off.

"Oh my f-fucking Mavis! Laxus, fuck… fuck me long and hard and fast, 'till I can't walk!" She cried out. He didn't disappoint.

He thrusted once, twice, then lifted her hips and spread her thighs with expertly electrified hands to shed light on everything she had to offer. Every twitch of her body, every drop of sweat that formed on her skin, every quiver of her perfectly bruised lips. His cock was pulled nearly all the way out and then he drove himself back in, so hard, so fast Lucy saw Leo's stars twinkle overhead. Her back was arching up and up and up and her nails were clawing into his shoulders as if trying to anchor herself to a loose reality.

"A-ahh mmhh." He moaned, eyes fluttering. Immediately after, he swooped down to kiss her, greedily taking her lips as if they were his meaning of life. Their tongues met in a flurry, hands clutching at each other. Her fingers ran through his hair, catching the strands that staggered loosely like lightning.

Everything between them was hot, from the kiss to their grinding hips, and that fire couldn't be quenched by anything less than burning. Laxus was doing that. His hands began to burn brighter in humming lightning that trilled over her skin.

"L-L-Lax-us." She sounded strangled, her moans becoming louder and louder by the second. The breathless sounds that were leaving her mouth, made him delirious.

Impossibly fast, Laxus pulled back and slammed hard, straight into her tight pussy. The beautiful sensation was so close to pain, hot tears welled in her eyes. She'd never known anything so perfect as his hips rutted into hers over and over again, filling her almost beyond her ability to breath. Over and over, again and again, he hurled himself into her and Lucy was so close to cumming her vision began to blur.

A gorgeously ragged moan escaped his lips, "Tell me who makes you wet."

"You are-" She let loose a breathless whimper, trying to hold onto the torturous climbing peak of her release. She wasn't quite there yet and it was beginning to hurt, how bad she wanted it and wouldn't let herself have.

"Who am I? SAY MY NAME!"

"Oh fuck Laxus, oh Mavis Laxus, Laxus!" Tears began to stream down her cheeks with each desperate whine and Laxus wiped away every one under the pad of his thumb. Lucy closed her eyes, finally taking in the ever so gentle change in the way he touched her. He touched her as if he cherished her for all that she was, mixing in the harsh way he loved, and she lost it. Everything in her body snapped with each and every loud incoherent moan and buck of her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.

Eyes hooded and glazed with deep and heavy lust, he watched her.

"Look at me, Lucy." And she did. Of course she did. She couldn't ignore him, not when he had her body writhing and buckling under his sensuous touch. Not when his voice was on the very edge of pleading. Not when she wanted to obey him so very much. Her honey brown eyes slowly slid open and she almost gasped aloud at the sight that Laxus made, towering above her, eyes open and honest. She looked at him and saw stars, and a future, and the rest of her life. She looked at him and saw truth.

"Laxus, say my name again." Because it sounded so erotic, and wicked on his lips. She wanted him to seal their fate.

"Lucy~" He hummed as his thrusts came harder and faster and it felt like heaven. She hurriedly pulled him closer, arms straining around his neck, fingers digging into his hair. When she kisses him, he can't stop. Her name falls from his lips like a mantra. "D-damn it!" He growled, throwing his head back.

His hips pinned hers completely to the floor, his thrusts growing even more rapid as he enforced his passion upon her. And she swallowed it up with everything she had, clutching her to her chest as she was thrown over the edge of emotion, of reason itself.

"Laxus!" she cried, hips suddenly thrusting back into his as a wild array of blind desire grasped at her. She came with a fierce yell, pulling Laxus down after her. He followed almost simultaneously, hips snapping erratically rough against hers, eyes locked, lips hovering barely centimeters away from one another. Her name was a cracked whisper against her lips and then, when he was finally spilling himself into her, his lips crashed against hers and he kissed her with the remnants of that hard passion.

His hips moved slower after, coming to a slow drawl before he separated their lower bodies.

She was his now.

He wrapped his arms around her and with the bare shreds of strength he had left, he carried Lucy to her bed. And there they laid, a tangled mass of sweaty, panting limbs as they watched the other, nose to nose, breathing the hot same air. For once, Lucy and Laxus had never felt more happy and doubtless about something.

He was hers now.

It was a silent agreement and neither dared break beautiful silence. She wanted to hear heavy breaths as they ebbed into a steady flow and he wanted to hear the flutter of heart slow to a rhythmic beat. Laxus brushes her blonde strands back and presses a tender kiss to her forehead.

"...Laxus?" She further curled into his side, lightly pressing open mouthed kisses at the base of his neck.

"Hm?" He hummed dreamily as the shiver pressed through his body.

"Are you really gonna love me?"

"I promise I will never let you for as long as you're willing to teach me."