AN: Sorry if Lucy seems really out of character. I've always been interested in seeing Loke as a submissive, and who is better for the role of dominant than Lucy? Obviously Loke has a lot of devotion for her, and he can remind me of an overgrown little kitty sometimes. Enjoy this new chapter, I'm expecting about 2 more chapters after this.

Previously:

Lucy prepared snacks as Loke took a shower. Lucy did have to admit to herself she was very, very tempted by the sound of the shower running to go sneak a peak. Stupid Mirajane got me interested in Loke now, Lucy cursed to herself. Although, he is very good-looking and calls me princess all the time...he's so quick to please me. Lucy shuddered when she thought about all the other meanings of those words. Unable to keep the temptation anymore, Lucy tip-toed to the outside of the bathroom door. She justified herself by thinking that since Loke always says perverted stuff and probably checks her out all the time she should be allowed her share. Steeling herself, she quietly opened the doorknob.

Briefly blinking her eyes due to the amount of steam in the room Lucy cautiously looked around and adjusted to the heat. In her shower, fingers lathering soap in his hair, was an absolutely delicious looking Loke. Lucy almost gasped before covering her mouth and silently fangirling over those gorgeous muscles.

Loke didn't have the same muscle that Natsu, Gray, or even Laxus could flaunt. However, he had lean, sinewy muscle that just screamed, "Run your fingers along THIS". His hair, dampened by the steamy water, no longer stood up at those adorable angles but now softly framed his face and neck. His glasses were sitting on the counter and his closed eyes along with a slightly open mouth delighting in the pleasure of hot water made Lucy subconsciously lick her lips. Droplets of water were making their way down all the parts of Loke that Lucy wanted to touch.

"Oh my god, oh my god, who knew Loke was hiding this. God, yes, he even turned around. Is it possible for guys to have asses like that?" Lucy wondered, blushing.

Silently clicking the door back shut, Lucy almost collapsed right outside of the bathroom door. However, she knew she had to look composed so Loke wouldn't suspect a thing. Biting her lip slightly, Lucy pondered over this new outlook on Loke.

"Okay, I mean, I'm not that innocent to not know about what Mira is insinuating…I know based on my last relationship that I'm not against being sexually dominant…and fuck, something about Loke viewing me as his master just pleases me in more ways than one," thought Lucy. Hearing the water turn off, Lucy decided her next plan of action.

Loke opened the bathroom door and closed it, while running the towel through his hair. "Thanks for letting me use the shower, Lucy," Loke said in a teasing manner, "I'm sure you had such pure intentions in letting me use it. I'm flattered that my master felt the need to check up on me."

As Loke turned around, he almost dropped his towel in shock. Lucy was grinning slightly and was twirling what seemed like a leather collar in her hand.

"Surprised? This is just a collar that I bought for Happy as a joke, but it was a little too big for him. I'm pretty sure it would fit you, right my little lion? And by the way, I'm glad you enjoy showers because I'm sure you'll need another one when I'm through with you," Lucy almost purred.

Loke was gobsmacked with the change in Lucy's tone, along with practically her whole attitude. He always knew that she would be flirty and use her sex appeal to get what she wanted, but her using this against him changed the whole dynamics of their master and spirit relationship. He was pretty sure his mouth was open by now.

"Now now, princess, I'm not sure what's gotten into you, but if you're trying to play your peeping off as a joke I will attempt to laugh," Loke replied.

"Are you sure you don't want to call me," Lucy said, walking slowly towards him, "Master like usual?" Before he knew it, her hand was against his chest that was glad in a loose tee shirt that he tossed on after the shower.

Afraid to displease his master, Loke just backed against the wall as Lucy pushed him against it. He didn't know how to respond and didn't want to say something cocky that would push Lucy away. Honestly, just the fact that Lucy was making sexual advances to him was good enough that he wouldn't mind her different attitude.

"Now be a good little lion and let your master give you a kiss," Lucy murmured as her lips touched his.

Loke closed his eyes, savoring his master's tentative kiss that slowly lasted longer and longer. Growing a little impatient at the slow pace, he ran his tongue along her lips, asking for entrance. Lucy broke away with him immediately, and gave him a Lucy-kick. While he was clutching his side in pain after falling to the ground, he looked up at her in shock.

"Did I do something to displease you Master? Did I go to fast? I'm sorry if I did something wrong," Loke asked fervently.

Lucy smiled lazily back. "Ah, but I said I should kiss you, not the other way around. I think it's time I take some control in your one-sided flirting," she said.

Looking down at Loke on the ground, Lucy felt almost empowered. Is this how victors feel after winning? To look at the loser on the ground, to feel superior. It was a feeling Lucy rarely experienced in her life, as her father was always above her. She always had to look up to her father, hell, she even looked up to her mother. Now, Lucy could be in complete control of her life. No more over protective and manipulating father who wanted to marry her off to a disgusting jerk. No more destructive Team Natsu who viewed Lucy as the weaker link, the person they would relegate easier enemies to and who they had to protect more often. No more Loke who protected her like fine china. Lucy was tired to her role in life and wanted something MORE.

Lucy kneeled to be eye level with Loke. Looking directly into his eyes, Lucy placed her hand under Loke's chin. "Now now, Loke, it's not like you haven't displeased me before. But now I'm sick and tired and want to change this relationship up a little bit," Lucy said.

Standing up, Lucy still had her hand under Loke's chin, so his head was forced to look up at her.

"Look at me Loke. Am I really just your princess to protect? Don't you think I get tired of being treated like precious glass?" said Lucy. Slowly letting her fingers travel from under his chin, she brushed against his cheeks, then forehead, finally settling on the hair on top of his head. It was still slightly damp from his shower, but she didn't care as she gently brushed his fingers through it. Loke almost closed his eyes and shuddered. He may be a lion, but like any feline, getting petted just felt good.

"I'm afraid I might have to," Lucy drawled, before suddenly gripping his hair harshly between her fingers, "punish you like the naughty kitty you are."

Wincing a bit at the pain, Loke's eyes snapped wide open as he observed Lucy. Although she still retained her bubbly and sweet personality, he could see that her pupils were slightly dilated and that her usual brown and warm eyes were a little different. Even her carefree smile had a bit of a sadistic grin to it. Loke was very familiar with this look, as he often was like this before one night flings with easy girls he picked up with Gray at bars. But to be the one under such a gaze, a role reversal…..Loke shuddered as he realized he's never been under the authority of anyone in this way, not even while under Lucy's celestial contract. And to his utmost surprise, he actually liked Lucy in this manner. Despite that he was a lion at heart and lions were usually dominant in the animal kingdom, Loke almost whimpered when he thought about what such punishment would entail.

While Loke was still thinking, he had completely forgotten about the collar that Lucy had threatened him with before. In a flash, Lucy pushed Loke's head to the carpeted ground. He was in a kneeling position, almost prostrated to her. Loke felt cool leather around his neck and Lucy's warm fingers brushing aside his hair as she fastened the collar around him.

"I think you look a bit more in character, Loke. After all, I am you master, and you are like…my pet I suppose," Lucy remarked, "How does it feel to be under your master, pet?"

Loke gulped, his head still facing down towards the ground. After a moment of hesitation, Loke replied softly, "I am bound to serve you in any ways possible, as you are my master and savior. I have no complaints with how you treat me because I know in your heart you love us as not objects but as friends."

Lucy smiled. "As friends, hmm? What about more than friends. How about I treat you as my pet in more ways than one, Loke?"

Kneeling down again, Lucy tugged on Loke's collar until he faced her. "I don't mean to scare you, but I'm willing to experiment with something new. I want to make sure you're okay with this type of relationship Loke. Even though I'm thrilled with the aspect of dominating you, I need your input," Lucy stated, reverting back to her usual shy demeanor.

Loke understood what this relationship new to her. As her spirit, he knew most of her emotional troubles. It wasn't unheard of for her to sometimes confide in him about how weak she felt. Loke looked her in the eyes and responded, "Lucy, I'm okay with anything because this is making you happy. I know how you feel about yourself and if this makes you feel better I'll be happy to oblige."

Lucy swiftly pulled him into a hug, thanking him. Loke smiled, also saying in a teasing manner, "After all, I'm happy to be in your affections, princess."

Lucy tugged on his collar a bit harsher than before. Loke was surprised as she grabbed his wrists and slammed them above him against the bathroom door.

Lucy licked her lips. Loke truly looked submissive at this moment. His cheeks were slightly flushed with his declaration and from his embarrassment at the position he was in. He looked almost bashful, and she could hear a change in his breathing. "I thought I told you to call me Master, pet." Lucy gripped his wrists tighter until he responded with "Yes, Master."

"Good," Lucy purred, before bending down to kiss him. This time she completely dominated the kiss, pushing her tongue into his cavern first and sucking his lips hard. Loke almost whimpered, her passionate kissing leaving him bewildered. Loke desperately wanted to touch his Master but her grip stopped him. Lucy felt his hands struggle a bit against hers, so she stopped the kiss.

"Aww, this poor little kitty wants to touch his Master. Nuh uh, I won't let him until he gives his Master a favor first," Lucy said, admonishing him. Taking hold of his collar, she attached the leash that was part of the set. Tugging on it, she forced Loke to crawl to the couch with her. With a plop, she sat down. Loke didn't know if he was supposed to sit next to her or lay by her feet like a proper pet, so he just looked at her.

"It has been such a long day doing construction, Loke. Your master would be happy if he gave her a little foot massage," Lucy said, looking down at him.

Although a little offput that there wouldn't be more kissing, Loke was somewhat happy because he liked Lucy's silky legs. Plus she was wearing another one of her short skirts today, and still smelled great even though they were working on construction today. She smelled like a faint hint of vanilla with berries, one of her many lotions.

Starting with her left foot, he massaged the ball of her foot and brushed his thumb over her heel. He slowly worked his way up to her ankle, them rubbed small circles around her calves. She was so soft, and Loke couldn't get enough of her silky legs. He switched to her right foot and replicated the same actions.

Looking up at Lucy, he noticed her mouth was slightly open and she seemed very relaxed. All the tension in her had disappeared. Rubbing against a sore spot, she tensed up but slowly relaxed, letting out a breathy moan. The sound was very pleasing to Loke, and he wanted to hear her moaning like that to him again.

Lucy felt very relaxed, and wondered how Loke knew how to give such great massages. He seemed to target all the right sore spots and could elicit breathy moans from her. The determination she could see by the slight wrinkling of his brow made her happy. He was like a pet trying hard to please his master, she mused.

Loke decided to take his chances and let his hands wander a little higher. He got as far to a little above Lucy's knees before she straightened and grabbed those wandering hands. A little ashamed that he did not do a foot massage but rather an attempted molestation, Loke avoided her eyes.

"Loke," Lucy said, drawing out the o, "Have you deliberately disobeyed me further? I thought you would be able to get out of your punishment by providing a nice massage, but you must be asking for it now."

Standing up, Lucy pushed Loke onto the couch. "Strip." Was all Lucy said.

Loke's eyes widened.

AN:

AHHH I'm such a mean author I swear. I'm such a hypocrite, I hate when authors give a cliffhanger, but I'm seriously having a writer's block so I need to plan this story out further. All I'm going to say is, the next chapter you can expect your Loke lemon with some whipped cream on top.

And the chapter after will be the after math or epilogue, so this isn't really an oneshot anymore but a total of 4 chapters. Update coming within a couple months, depends if I'm in the mood to write a lemon.