Hi everyone. This is my first fanfiction and English is not my first language so please bear with me and my mistakes. I'm still not sure who Lucy is going to end up with but I feel pretty strongly about Laxus x Lucy. Please vote who you want Lucy to be with and enjoy. Arigatou!

Chapter 1

'Mmm..yes! Give it to me harder, Laxus!' The sound of wanton moaning is followed by a male's grunt and unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin.

Lucy sighed heavily as she wiped her forehead with the towel she put around her shoulder. Man. She wondered if any the guys in the band could function a day without having some slutty bimbos to ride them like a damn cowgirl. She doubted. Especially Laxus who was like a horn dog after every show. According to him, he needed to burn the extra adrenaline running through his blood.

Not that she was a nun, mind you. She had her fair share of casual sex. It's not possible to have a relationship like a normal person when one is always on tour with three other testosterone-filled macho alpha males. Also, she was not the kind of girl guys take home to meet their mama. Not only was she the only girl in the band, her blonde hair was mixed with black and pink highlights. Along the back of the spine is the intricate black rose tattoo which ended just above her spine dimple, not to mention she liked wearing revealing clothes that showed her tight voluptuous body very nicely. If you've got it, flaunt it. It's not that she would like to change anything about herself. She liked playing drum and Slayer was the good band that was going places.

Just as she lifted her shirt that was sweaty from her training at the gym, the door to the van swung open to reveal the one of the guitarist, Bickslow with his signature smirk firmly in place and a tall blonde bimbo on his arm.

'Damn, black rose. Working out to burn your sexual frustration like usual? You know my door is always if you ever find yourself in need.' He wiggled his eyebrows as if to say if you know what I mean.

Lucy rolled her eyes and threw her sweaty shirt at his face. 'And you know my rule is to never hook up with the band member. Which means you can't get a piece of this ass, sorry.' She slapped her ass with a wink and walked away with extra sway in her hips.

Okay, so just because she decided not to sleep with them didn't mean she couldn't tease them with what they could never have. Like it or not, those three guys were what wet dreams were made of, with their hulking bodies and ruggedly handsome features and she would be lying if she were not somewhat attracted to them at all. She would be dead not to. But she would not act on those feelings because if things fall out, which they would, it would put strain on their work life. There was a saying "one does not defecate where one eats". They liked to taunt her with their hot bodies and dirty words and she would give as good as she got. That's how their relationships were like.

'Deal your "little problem" with your companion. Just keep it down will you? I have enough sex show with Laxus who is apparently showing off his sexual prowess to anyone within three miles radius. And we have a show this afternoon. Don't overexert yourself.'

Bickslow made a show of licking his lips. 'Well well. Sounds like someone's getting jealous. You weren't exactly quiet when you were thoroughly screwed by one of your boy toys a couple days ago.' he leered as he squeezed his partner's behind who was swooning at whatever he was saying.

'Sounds like YOU were jealous. Afraid Loke is better in bed than you?' she couldn't help but taunt. Mostly to hide her embarrassment at getting caught during throes of desire, not that she would ever admit that. She grabbed her clean clothes from her bunk and headed towards the shared shower, making sure to put the lock in place so that they couldn't "accidentally" slam the door open like last time but not before she could hear Bickslow telling his hussy of the night 'Come on sweetheart. Let's prove her wrong.' and the sound of a slap on the ass why was, of course accompanied by an annoying squeal. Lucy wondered why men were so predictable.

'Phew. A nice hot shower after a workout is best thing ever.'

Lucy mused as she came out of the shower wrapped in a fluffy towel and came to a stop when she saw a shadow leaning against the wall just a few feet away from her.

'You know you should wear clothes on the bus. No one wants to see your ding-a-ling hanging around.'

The said man just smirked and raised his eyebrow as if to say he knew I was lying. Grr. She swore to god he was the most annoying male she had ever met. If he wasn't a sex god who would make any girl he encountered met at the sight of his muscular body and thick blonde hair with moss green eyes, she would have kicked his ass to Sunday a long time ago. Hey, sue her. Any girl would turn into a bubbling mess from the glimpse at those sinfully hard body and she was not much of an exception. He made a girl be thankful that she was born female. She barely stopped herself from licking her dry lips at his delicious body sheer-coated with sweats from his earlier "activity". That was until he started speaking in his amazingly husky voice, no doubt from his screaming earlier that made her want to bash his head, possibly with a metal bat.

'Stop lying yourself, sweetness. You're not fooling anyone with the way you're clenching your thighs like you're finding yourself some sort of relief. I make your pussy ache, don't I? As luck would have it, I can go for another round.'

As if on cue, his cock started to thicken until she needed to clench her hands into a fist to stop herself from running along his amazing length and thickness. Or maybe it was to stop herself from slapping that irritating smirk from his face. She really couldn't tell anymore. She just wanted to smack his face but at the same time, she just wanted to run her tongue along his full red lips to see if it tasted as good as it looked. It was just so confusing and she didn't like it if she felt like she was controlled by her emotions. But she was nothing if she was not good at acting.

'Oh Laxus, darling, as tempting as it sounds, I don't do sloppy seconds. Looks like it's just you and your hand tonight.'

That wiped the smile off his face. Good, she thought and padded towards her room and slammed the door shut in his stunned face. Seriously. That man thought all the girls would lay on the nearest flat surface and spread their legs if he asked them. Most of them did but that did not give him the right to be damn rude to all the girls. Hmph. Served him right.