Lucy curled up beside her boyfriend, snuggling close to him. He grinned down at her, kissing her forehead gently.
"Now what was that about me being worried?" He teased.
She grinned at him, "Well, I thought that might get your attention."
He chuckled softly, "Lucy Heartfilia, I think you might have a little bit of mischief in you."
She winked but didn't reply, running a finger down his scar.
"So was there something you wanted to talk about today, Laxus?" She asked, going serious.
He sobered and eyed her warily, "Why do you ask?"
She frowned at him, "Don't think I don't recall the words you told me in the guild and then down the road, mister."
Laxus shifted uneasily, this was not something that he thought they would be talking about. He had actually thought that there would be less talking and more... exploring, but he saw the determined glint in her eye and sighed, pulling her closer to him.
"I'm just worried about us being together. I don't want to hurt you, Lucy," He admitted.
She awkwardly wrapped her arms around him.
"I'm a big girl, Laxus. Don't you worry about me," She answered, kissing him.
He bent his head and captured her lips with his own, refusing to let go until they were both breathless and she was a little dizzy. He smirked as they pulled away and she let out a breathless 'wow.' He kissed her neck gently as she pressed against him, letting out a quiet moan. He bit her neck gently, then pulled away, his blood racing through him.
Lucy looked up in shock, wondering why he had pulled away. He chuckled a little before kissing her gently, pulling away again before the heat could race through their veins.
"Laxus," She half-whined. "It's not very nice to tease a girl."
He laughed at that, "I thought you wanted to talk, Luce."
She moaned, "That can wait."
He grinned at her face and shifted them so that he was hovering above her, his arms propping him up so he didn't squish her under his weight. She blushed lightly as he led kisses down her neck, starting where he left off. Her arms went instinctively to his arms, clawing at his shoulders as he bit down on her neck.
Warmth pooled through her as her fingers traced down his back, grabbing the hem of his shirt, and pulling it off him in one swift move. She squirmed under him, wanting to touch more of him as he tugged at her shirt in return. She giggled softly, surprising him by sitting up and shaking a finger at him when he tried to tug it off.
Laxus sat back on his heels, watching her with his head cocked to one side, and Lucy had to stifle a laugh at how adorable he looked like that. Slowly she began to unbutton her shirt, allowing it to slide down and then off her as she finished undoing the last button. Laxus looked up at her, hopefully and she smirked a little before shaking her head at him. He huffed a little as he took in the creamy skin under the white lacy bra that barely contained anything.
She grinned at him before reaching around and unhooking it, allowing it to slide down, exposing her chest completely. She just had time to register the hungry look on Laxus's face before she found herself on her back again with his lips pressed against her urgently.
Laxus was surprised at how much he had been enjoying the show. Most girls just gave it up to him so easily, willing to lay there and let him do whatever. Not Lucy, though. He was loving the fact that she had a little kink in her as well. He fidgeted, wanting so badly to touch her as she undressed herself. Then she lost the bra and his brain quit functioning properly. He kissed her deeply, running his hands over her chest, tugging on them as he began his trail of hot kisses down her neck, not stopping until he reached her stomach.
He looked up at her, her face was slack as moans filled the tent. Slowly he reached a hand down and felt the wetness that was gathering on her panties. He grinned up at her before tugging them off and flinging them across the tent.
Lucy's eyes flew open the moment she felt his fingers working their way into her. She was enjoying it, but was she ready? A million questions and protests flew threw her mind. What if this didn't last? What if he dumped her after this? They hadn't been together for that long. Would he think she was easy? What would he say when he figured out it was first? Would he hate her?
Tears gathered at the corner of her eyes and Laxus looked up in alarm, stopping immediately and moving up to her.
"Did I hurt you?" He demanded, afraid that he had unknowingly done something to his beloved.
She shook her head, trying to stop the tears, "No, it's not that."
"What's wrong, Lucy? Please, talk to me," He stroked her hair, kissing her gently.
She looked away, embarrassed now.
"Do you want to stop?" He asked gently.
Lucy nodded, afraid to speak.
"Okay," He answered, kissing her forehead. "We'll stop then."
Lucy looked up in surprise.
"I'm sorry," She whispered, looking down at her hands.
Laxus handed his shirt to her, unsure of where hers had run off to once she had taken it off.
"It's okay. If you want to stop that's all you have to say, Luce. I know this is new for you, so we'll go however fast or slow you want."
Lucy looked at him in awe as she slipped his shirt over her head.
"But what about you?" She asked.
He shrugged, "I can take care of myself."
Seeing her alarmed look he quickly added, "By myself."
Lucy sighed after that, feeling better, though still a little worried. Laxus sighed and pulled her to him as they laid down.
He didn't know much about how girls felt, but he knew one thing: He would do whatever it took to keep his girl happy. Right now she was afraid, he wasn't sure of what, because he could tell by the look in her eyes and the way she kept shifting next to him that it wasn't the act of sex that she was worried about. No, it was something else. Something that pertained to the act, but not the act itself. Silently he vowed to discuss it with her the next time he had a chance.
Right now, however, they were both to tired to discuss whatever it was that was bothering her.