Chapter 2

Lucy was not a morning person. That was not a secret; her brother used to steer clear of her every morning and Mira would push a cup of black coffee in her hand as a peace offering as soon as Lucy stepped in the kitchen. So, how in the hell did she end up with such a chirpy morning person?!

Eyes still bleary from her sleep, she scowled at the large man who was frying something on the stove while singing along to the song coming from the radio. Sure, seeing him in just basketball shorts with his short green hair still wet from the shower helped improve her mood but she still wanted to clobber him with a rolled-up newspaper.

He turned around with two plates piled up with pancakes and smiled brightly when he saw her leaning against the kitchen door, still in her flannel pajamas and bed-hair.

"Morning, Lucy! I made chocolate chips pancakes – your favorite."

Lucy groaned half-heartedly and stumbled towards the table and plopped down on her usual seat. His smile grew at her grumpiness and put the plate down in front of her.

"No one should be this happy at 7 am on a Sunday. It's disturbing."

A large hand ruffled her bird-nest of a hair and she pouted up at him.

"And I love you too, baby girl." He said with a laugh and leaned down to peck her on her cheek.

"And you are lucky that I love you or I would have skinned you for making me listen to you sing so early in the morning."

She dug in her stack of pancakes and felt her mood getting lighter as each bite of fluffy pancakes practically melted on her tongue. When she had first met him at the small bar, she had thought that his profession would be something that had to do with physical strength- like a fireman or police officer, due to his intimidating stature. However, on their second date (first official date since their naked night didn't actually count), she was shocked to have been told that he was a chef and owned a restaurant.

Ever since then, he had been showing off his culinary skills every time Lucy had a sleepover at his place. Not that she was complaining. Men who could cook were really sexy in her opinion.

After she swallowed her last bite, Orga took the plate from her and walked to the dishwasher where he neatly loaded all the dirty dishes in the tray. Lucy hopped on the counter next to it – sated and happy.

"Feeling better now?" Orga smirked at the now-smiling blonde and she hummed in response. Her small hands reached for his much larger ones and pulled him between her spread legs.

"Now that you've fed me, where's my morning nookie?" Her fingers tugging lightly at his green hair, her mouth hovering closely over his slightly parted one. His obsidian eyes darkened and in one quick motion, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up from the counter. Lucy yelped in surprise and instinctively wrapped her legs around his slim waist, securing herself not to fall on her butt.

"So spoiled." He whispered hoarsely against her lips and pulled her into a heated kiss. One of his hands slipped beneath his pajama pants and squeezed her ass-cheek roughly which caused her to gasp. Taking advantage, his tongue sneaked between her parted lips and rubbed sensuously along her tongue, teasing it to come and play.

Not one to submit without a fight, Lucy gave as much as she got. Before long, her practical flannel top was discarded on the floor and she was panting loudly while he nipped playfully at the sensitive spot on her neck.

"Please, Orga. I_ I want… It hurts."

Orga pulled back and slammed her against the wall, not enough to hurt but rough enough to make her even wetter. His deep voice was rough with arousal when he spoke.

"What hurts, baby girl? Tell me."

He flicked his finger at her rock-hard nipple and she gasped at the sharp arousal that shot straight to her core. "Is it here?"

The same hand slipped between her thighs underneath her pants and two fingers slipped between her soaking wet lips and pumped lazily. She moaned loudly and sank her nails in his muscled back. Without even wincing, he chuckled softly. "Or is it here? If you don't tell me, I don't know how to make it go away."

"Right there, please. Don't stop."

She tried to move her hips against his fingers and he bit his lips at the erotic site she was making; her head thrown back while riding his finger unashamedly. So fucking sexy. He added another finger and she made a breathy sound in the back of her throat.

"That's right. Fuck my fingers, baby. Get yourself there."

He rubbed the heel of the palm against her slippery clit and within a few seconds, she was falling apart his arms with a quiet moan. He held her tightly while she tried to get her breath back to normal and her thighs to stop trembling.

When she finally regained her momentum, he gave her a quick but hard kiss and set her gently on her feet.

Her hands reached for the hard tent on the front of his pants but he caught her hand before it could reach its target. Warm chocolate eyes rose to him and he lifted the captured hand to his lips.

"I think it's enough for now."

"But you haven't_"

He shook his head and let go of her hand. "I can take care of myself in the shower. You and I both know that once I'm inside of you, I'm fucking you until you can't walk properly."

Her pupil dilated and she tried to reach for him again but he took a step back with a smug smile.

"Sadly, we have an appointment with your brother in about thirty minutes and I'm sure you don't want to show up at his place, smelling like sex and looking thoroughly fucked."

The mood now completely ruined at the mention of her brother, she pouted. "Spoilsport."

He lifted one of his eyebrows and leaned against the wall.

"It's your fault. You're the one who agreed to help with the party decoration. Otherwise, we would still be in the bed, cuddling in our sleep."

She dropped her head in her hand and groaned. Right, that's why she had to wake up early. Her nephew's birthday party. Her Sunday couldn't get any worse.

Lucy adored her nephew but trying to be eager for a one-year-old birthday party was hard. Especially because while she was getting ready in front of the mirror, Orga, who finished a lot earlier than her, was whispering dirty things in her ears while grinding his still-hard cock against her ass. Needless to say, she had to change her panties before showing up at Laxus's house.

As soon as she got out of the car, she could hear Mira yelling at Laxus inside the house.

"I'VE TOLD YOU THAT BROWNIES ARE FOR THE GUESTS!"

"Oww! Oww! Fine I'll put it down."

Lucy and Orga shared an amused look. Even after 2 years of marriage, Laxus was a wimp when it came to Mira. Lucy chuckled under her breath, not even sorry for her brother – that sucker had it coming and knocked on the front door.

The door opened to reveal a tired-looking Mira holding an adorable baby boy in Pikachu onesie. Little Jessie inherited Heartfilia-Dreyar's signature blonde hair but his sapphire blue eyes were undoubtedly Strauss's. As soon as he saw his favorite aunt, he spread his arms and made grabby hands while making cute baby noise.

"There's my handsome little man. Come here."

Lucy carefully took the boy from frazzled mom and Mira gave her a grateful smile. She assumed having a baby was not exactly a walk in the park for the couple. Mira looked happy but the exhaustion in her eyes and dark circles underneath them told the story of sleepless nights.

Orga pulled the poor woman into a bear hug and patted her back sympathetically. The tension in her shoulders lessened a little at affectionate action from the big man.

"Hands off my woman, Nanagear. You've already taken one of my favorite girls from me."

A blonde head popped up from behind Mira and Lucy snorted at cookie crumbs that were covering his mouth. At least he left the brownies alone. Her enormous brother looked like he had lost a couple of pounds and Lucy felt guilty for not checking on them more frequently. Laxus looked more energetic than Mira despite the matching dark circles under his eyes but it might have been sugar that was helping him cope better than his significant other.

Mira pulled back from the hug and glared at the man.

"Shut up, you sis-con and wipe your mouth."

He wiped the mouth with the back of his hand, not even remotely ashamed at being caught. Instead, he gave a smug smile at his wife and struck his tongue out. When Mira lifted her hand to probably give him a well-deserved smack to the back of his head, he quickly hid behind the smaller blonde, effectively using Lucy and his son as a shield.

"Coward", Mira mumbled under her breath.

Orga placed his hand on her shoulder and gently nudged her back inside the house with a soothing voice.

"Come on, Mira. I'll help with the cooking and baking."

Giving one final hard look at her still cowering husband, she let Orga guide her back to the kitchen.

Lucy glanced at her brother over her shoulder and smirked at the sight of him staring at the door with a little fear and guilt.

"I can't believe you're still terrified of getting your ass whopped by your petite wife when you look like you swallowed two Hercules."

"Shut up, brat. I can wrestle you to the ground without even letting my son drop to the ground."

Lucy bounced the cute child in her arms, drawing giggles from the cheerful kid and followed her boyfriend but not before turning to give her brother a middle finger behind her back.

Lucy leaned against the kitchen island and ogled at the man working hard on the cream cheese frosting. Even with flour dusting both his cheeks and the tip of his nose, he was still the sexiest thing she had ever seen. She still had a hard time accepting that this perfect man was all hers – sweet yet sexy; understanding yet domineering in bed, he was a whole package.

Lucy clenched her thighs and felt the heat running all the way up to the cheeks at the memory of yesterday when he made her watch them fucking in front of a bathroom mirror. She could not believe she was remembering something like this at her brother's house.

Dark obsidian eyes looked up and caught her darkened brown eyes. Orga smiled widely at his girlfriend and offered the whisker in his hand, looking like he had no clue on how horny she was right now.

"Here, love. I know you like licking frosting right off a whisker."

She took the frosting covered whisker from him, intentionally letting her fingers tickle his palm.

"Not exactly the white liquid I was hoping to lick but this will also do."

She smiled in victory when she saw as well as heard him taking a deep breath and watch in satisfaction as his clear grey eyes darkened. Slowly, she brought the whisker to her lips and her tongue delicately picked up sweet frosting on the side without once breaking eye contact with him.

She felt herself getting wetter when she saw him biting his bottom lip roughly. She wanted those lips on her body, preferably on her now tingling nipples. Again, she languidly licked the frosting off the other side of the whisker and chuckled breathlessly when the utensil was taken away suddenly and felt herself being cornered by a large wall of muscles.

"Don't tease, baby girl. You know it's taking all of my control not to fuck you right on top of your brother's kitchen counter."

She looped her arms around his neck and pulled him down until she could nibble on his chin gently.

"Well, this is payback for teasing me while I was getting ready for the party. But I do want to suck you right now. Would you like that? Me kneeling on the floor in this pure white dress while deepthroating your big cock?"

He groaned deeply and pulled her tighter against his hard body, emphasis on the word "hard" when she felt his erection through his soft jeans and her thin summer dress.

The heated, sultry spell between them was broken abruptly when someone clapped loudly from the kitchen door and they hurriedly broke away from each other – Orga subtly hiding behind Lucy to cover the large tent in his pants.

"Alright. Break it up, you two. This is a children's party. Try not to get all worked up."

Orga coughed uncomfortably, his cheeks stained red at getting caught by his girlfriend's brother whom, Orga was sure, didn't like him much.

"I_ I'm… uh… I'm going to the toilet for a bit."

Lucy gratefully turned to him, " I'll come_"

"Nope!" Laxus grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the living room. "You're helping me babysit Jessie while we set up the table."

She saw her boyfriend hurrying down the corridor to the guest bathroom and she mumbled angrily under her breath, "Ass."

"I heard that." She glared at the smirking blonde and had half a mind to strangle him but the thought of her sweet nephew becoming fatherless because of his father's stupidity was unbearable and that was the only reason she let him pull her to where the toddler was playing with number blocks. She felt all the anger drained from her when Jessie clapped his baby hands happily at seeing her.

Despite Mira's stubbornness and Laxus's short-tempered nature, their first child was an angel sent from heaven above. He rarely threw a tantrum as most toddlers do and Lucy thanked God for the blessing that was her sweet-tempered nephew.

"Hey, little man. I see you're playing with your toys but how about we go for a walk in the garden?"

The kid looked confused but let Lucy hold him. His small hand grabbed her long blonde hair and stared at it in fascination. Lucy smiled at the twinkle in his eyes as they took in the golden hair.

"Like blonde hair, huh? It's a good thing you are half Heartfilia-Dreyar then."

She heard the front door opened and footsteps heading towards the living room.

"Where's my manly nephew? We got him the manliest toy, he will love it!"

Lucy snuggled her face into Jessie's silky hair and giggled when she heard a "whack". She didn't have to turn around to know who those people were.

"You're being loud, Elfman. Now, where's Jessie? I need cuteness in my life after the hellish drive we had on the way here."

Evergreen waddled slowly towards Lucy and Jessie, her huge pregnant belly was making it hard for the former ballerina to move gracefully but somehow, the brunette managed it. Lucy gently put Jessie in Evergreen's arms and the normally haughty brunette softened immediately.

"What happened? Was Elfman driving crazily again?"

Evergreen harrumphed and glared at her boyfriend who was putting their coats on the rack right next to the piano.

"Worse, it was actually Lisanna who drove us here."

"God, pregnancy has made you even bitchier than normal which I thought wasn't possible before. Hi Lucy!" Lucy laughed happily when she saw the youngest Strauss strode in the room with a large chocolate Labrador trailing closely behind her.

She loved all 3 Strauss siblings but Lisanna was definitely her favorite. She was sassy, funny and sweet and she got the notorious playboy of their group, Bickslow, wrapped around her dainty finger without any effort. She let herself pulled into a hug from the smaller girl and returned the hug with the same amount of enthusiasm.

"Hey, Lisanna. Finally got free time from your clinic, I see."

Lisanna pulled away and pushed her short platinum hair behind her ear.

"Yup, I hate to admit it but I need a break. I need to pay more attention to Bickslow and Cocoa."

As if on cue, the canine nudged his head against Lisanna's hand, wordlessly demanding head rubs. Both Lisanna and Lucy cooed over Cocoa and gave him a lot of love until he fell asleep with his head on Lisanna's lap and that was how Bickslow found them. Giving the man a quick hug, Lucy excused herself to go look for her own boyfriend.

After searching for 15 minutes, she finally found him in the nursery room, holding Jessie on a rocking chair. She stood by the stairs and didn't notify her presence because she wanted to look at them longer like this. He was humming lullaby and although it sounded a bit off-key just like his singing, she felt her heart yearning for something as she took in the scene.

"I wonder what our children would look like."

Lucy jerked a little when she heard her brother's voice behind her – mimicking her voice albeit terribly. She turned around quickly and hissed at him. "I wasn't thinking that."

Laxus smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh please, a man with a baby is to a woman what catnip is to a cat. You were totally looking at them with those dreamy eyes."

She huffed but couldn't deny that she was actually thinking how he would be like with their own children. They had only been going out for a year but Lucy knew in her heart that she was ready for more. And she was sure Orga loved her more than anything but marriage and children seemed like eons away from where they were right now.

Lucy bit her lips and stared at her shoes pointedly to avoid looking at her brother's questioning eyes. "I just don't want to move too fast and ruin everything. What we have right now is perfect."

"Lucy, look at me." She finally looked at her brother's face and was surprised when her brother patted her hair gently like he usually did whenever Lucy was a little bit upset.

"I know that it's scary when you love someone so much and you don't know where the relationship is going. But I also know that you are not one to back down from any challenge. That man in there has the look I recognize every time he looks at you – that's the look of a man in love. So, if you have any concern, talk to him honestly. He's not going to laugh at your face or run away."

Lucy's eyes watered a little, her big brother would always be her number one just like she was his, no matter what. "Does that mean you like him?"

Laxus shrugged his shoulders, "I mean I don't want to punch him in the face when I see him pawing my sister anymore."

"God, you are an ass."

Laxus chuckled and kissed her forehead. "Gotta go. Come downstairs in 15 minutes. That's when we're going to cut the birthday cake."

After Laxus went down the stairs, she softly knocked on the door to the nursery room. She smiled when both boys looked at her.

"Hello, love. And Orga."

Orga rolled his eyes but a small smile on his lips told her that he didn't take any offense in her joke.

"Hey, Lucy. Has everyone arrived?"

"More or less. We should go, too. The birthday boy is needed for the cake cutting ceremony."

Orga stood up with Jessie in his arms but didn't move a step forward. He stared at Lucy with a strange look in his eyes.

"Lucy, I know this is a weird time to bring this up but I really love you."

Lucy felt her heart starting to tut against her ribcage. Orga rarely used his serious voice and she didn't know if now was a good sign or not. But he carried on talking despite her silence.

"I know we are taking it slow right now but I want this kind of future with you someday. Two children, me, you and a dog in a white picket fence. I want the whole nine yard."

Lucy felt her breath caught in her throat, the big lump in her throat was preventing her from making any noise. Hell, she might even stop breathing for a moment.

"From the moment I saw you storming in Sting's bar looking like a vengeful angel, I knew you would be special to me. And now that I get to know you, I love you more and more every day."

He took in a deep breath and looked at her straight in the eyes. "Move in with me, Lucy. We can do baby steps and we don't need to get married anytime soon but I want to wake up to you in my bed every morning and I want to fight over which color we would paint the kitchen wall."

Before today, if someone had asked to Lucy what the happiest moment of her life was, she would have told them that it would be the time when she and Laxus had had the very first Christmas dinner with the Strauss family and they had all drunk eggnog by the fireplace and exchanged presents – they had also accidentally set the Christmas tree on fire but that was beside the point. Now, her answer would never be the same.

"I would love to move in with you, Orga."

With the biggest smile on his face, Orga bent down and gave the sweetest kiss to Lucy. Just then, being ignored for so long, little Jessie made a disgruntled sound and the two adults smiled adoringly at the kid.

"Let's go and share the news with the rest of the group."

A/N: This is my Christmas gift for you guys! I know a lot of you guys love this story so, I want to share one more chapter with you. Hope this will make your day! Sorry, I've been terribly busy these days. Working for a boss you hate can make your life miserable but I'm coping, somehow. To make things worse, my writer's block isn't getting much better. I have a lot of half-written stories I need to complete but I promise you, I'm not abandoning any of my stories (maybe one but that's still not definite). Anyway, don't forget to share your thoughts in the review 3