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Something is Changing	By : moxiflox Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 5257 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[A few hours ago]
Her bosoms heaved, her loins quivering in anticipation. Erza flipped the page.
"Hmf," she heard a chuckle from the man behind her. She tilted her head up and found his face, his blue hair a mess, grinning as he read over her shoulder. They were curled up together in a cabin in the remote, cold mountains. Far away from the prying eyes of Fiore. When she would take longer solo missions, she would often take a few days at the end to hole up with Jellal. Since he was still on the run, this was one of the few ways they could spend time together.
He was shirtless, his blue cloak draped over the chair in the corner. He was sitting up in the bed as Erza reclined between his legs against his chest in a silk robe that barely reached her thighs and nothing else. Its belt was loosely tied over her hips. The robe was splayed open, revealing an ample amount of her chest. They had spent most of the day in bed, enjoying each other's company.
"What's so funny?" she demanded.
"I don't know how you read this stuff," he said as he scanned the page, "he mounted her like a stallion," he proclaimed in an exaggerated manner.
"Stop that," she reprimanded as she made a poor attempt to smack him with her book.
"The nectar of his manhood shot into her," he continued provocatively.
"Jellal, you stop that right now!" she twisted between his legs to face him, but turned too quickly and lost her balance, which just made him laugh at her more.
"I think you've had more sake tonight than you've let on," he said as he took the book from her.
Conjuring up her sternest face possible she wound up to smack him, but he grabbed her wrist before she could. The motion made her robe fall open even more, exposing the rest of her chest. His eyes crept down to her generous bust and she felt his cock harden against her leg.
She gasped as he slid a hand around her waist and flipped them over, his body poised on top of hers. He smirked as he buried his face in her neck, his tongue playing a sweet melody against her skin.
"Mmm," she moaned as his hand grazed against her stomach, drifting underneath her robe.
"Do you want me to mount you like a stallion?" he whispered into her ear teasingly.
"Ugh," she uttered in exasperation, trying to push him away.
"Okay, okay," he chuckled into her throat as he continued to kiss her skin, sending vibrations that seemed to shoot down to her core, "I'll be nice."
And nice he was. She let her eyes close as he worked his way down her body, brushing across her flesh with his lips. His tongue traced sensual shapes over her chest as he reached her nipple, stopping to take it in his mouth. She let out a groan and arched her body into him. He pinched her nipple between his lips as he flicked it with his tongue. His warm breath stoked her desire even more as she wound her fingers into his hair. His hand wandered under her robe to her hip, fingers digging in. He slid his knee between her legs, parting them beneath his weight. He continued his services, circling his tongue around her nipple. She gave herself to the sensations of carnal pleasure he was supplying. He pressed his knee into her, nudging the heat between her legs.
"Jellal.." she sighed as her body reacted to his pressure, bending her knee to give him a better angle.
He released her nipple with a smack as he lowered himself down her body delicately. He kissed his way to her hips, her soft breaths getting shorter in anticipation. As he reached his destination, he gently parted her thighs to reveal her wetness. Her slit was already sleek with her need. A need he was happy to satisfy. Both arms slid up around her thighs and pulled her to his face. First, he traced a slow path up her crease with his tongue. He gently pushed his tongue between her lips and found her entrance. He kneaded the softness, toying with the opening before pushing inside, which earned him a gasp.
"Oh!.. mmm.." she continued to moan softly at the intrusion. He moved his tongue skillfully in and out of her center as she started to gyrate her hips into his face, begging for more closeness. Looking up, he saw the most beautiful site. Her lips were parted slightly, eyes closed, a look of ecstasy on her face as she breathed his name so softly he could barely hear it.
He slowly withdrew his tongue from her opening and crooked up to her clit, swirling around it. With a sharp jerk of her hips she cried out. He massaged her most sensitive spot, holding her needy hips tight. Her moans got increasingly breathy with each stroke of his tongue. The fingers in his hair became insistent, pulling his face into her for more pressure. He happily pandered to her demand, working her sweetness with his tongue harder. He felt her legs start to jerk lightly and her moans dwindled as she started to give way to the sensations that were threatening to consume her. Firmly, he stroked and kneaded her clit, her wetness multiplying as she got closer, her delicious juices coating his tongue. Her hips started bucking erratically, losing any sense of rhythm. Recognizing the now familiar progression of her orgasm, he slipped one hand from her hip to penetrate her with two fingers. Her breath hitched and her back curved as he got the reaction he wanted. He started pumping them back and forth, no stranger to the rhythm she desired. Her back started to lift off the bed slightly as she started to cave to the tingling. He continued his tempo, knowing it was about to bring her to her end.
She let out a loud, strangled moan. "Jellal!.." Her back jerked up, chest arching to the ceiling as her head dropped back and she came around his fingers. Her walls clenched and her hips jerked in time with the waves of pleasure that wracked her body. Moaning wildly, she writhed in his grip as he continued to propel into her, drawing out her orgasm. Gently, he slowed with the cadence of her hips as his guide, until she fell back against the bed once more. Grinning, he slid his fingers from her and soothed her throbbing pussy with long laps of his tongue as he collected her juices. Her fingers had loosened in his hair and were now lightly stroking his head.
He climbed back up her body and placed a kiss on her neck behind her ear. He gave her a quick nuzzle with his nose as he pulled himself up and leaned back into the headboard.
"Mmm," she sighed contentedly, eyes still closed.
He chuckled. "Now that has to be better than your book," he teased.
She opened one eye to reproach him, but didn't seem to have the energy to quarrel, so she just closed it again. He lounged there for a while, watching the beautiful sight of her satisfaction when something caught his eye.
"You're glowing," he said.
"That is often a natural reaction to releasing.." she started, not opening her eyes.
"No, you're glowing," he emphasized and nudged her. Opening her eyes, she found his source of concern. Her guild lacrima was glowing. Someone was trying to get a hold of her. Mira knew better than to try and reach her during the end of her mission. Unless it was..
She jumped from the bed and grabbed the lacrima, not bothering to tie her robe or flatten her hair. Mira's face appeared through the glass.
"Erza, I'm sorry to.. bother you.. right now" she blushed as she examined the scarlet haired mage, it was obvious what she interrupted, "but I thought you should know what's happening.."

[Shortly before the last chapter]
They rounded upon the house, still following the flight of the swan above them. Natsu was ready to charge back in, but Gray came to a halt before they broke the tree line. As much as Gray wanted to do the same, he knew they needed a plan. Loke was with them now on his own magic, clad in his green shirt and cargo pants. He hadn't said much. Gray felt that he wasn't sharing something, but he didn't push it. They were all stressed. It couldn't be easy for him either.
They all paused to evaluate the perimeter. "It's enchanted, all of it," Levy said as she looked. Gray couldn't see anything different, but he trusted the script mage. "There," she pointed for Gajeel. She couldn't read it from here, but she knew he could.
Gajeel grunted. "No elemental magic, no spirits, same stuff. No surprise."
"But it's the whole house," she said softly.
"Laxus, Gajeel, one of you need to find Lysander and defeat him. Without those enchantments down, half of us will be powerless."
Both men nodded.
"Levy, if you can, start working on the enchantments. If you can get them down, or even tweak them a little, we could use the advantage." She nodded. "Juvia, you and Loke won't be able to fight inside, so you need to stay out here until they're down. Protect Levy as she works." Juvia nodded enthusiastically as Loke said nothing.
"Cana, you should come inside as well, we could use as much magic in there as we can get."
"We? Gray. You and Natsu can't go in. If you can't use your magic, you're going to get hurt," the card mage said sternly.
"Like hell," Natsu grunted, "Lucy's in there."
"It's reckless," Cana warned, but said no more.
Grey ignored her caution. "Their master is dangerous, I don't know what kind of magic he uses, but I could sense his power. It's dark, and there's a lot of it."
"He's nothing, growled Natsu, "I'll finish him and anyone else who gets in our way." The fire dragon slayer was close to setting off, his tunnel vision sinking in. Gray could feel it. It wouldn't take much to trigger a rampage.
Suddenly, Loke made a sound of surprise. They turned to him to see him with one hand on his forehead, the other clasped shut.
"What is it?" Gray demanded, afraid for Lucy. He knew they shared a connection, he should be able to feel her.. or stop feeling her. If she was..
"No, it's not that," Loke said, understanding his angst. "I'm being summoned. It feels like her, but.. something's off," his eyes brows furrowed as seemed to focus on the call they couldn't hear.
"Go," Gray said, "She could need you."
Loke met his gaze and nodded before disappearing. Gray couldn't help but be envious. He knew that in just one second, Loke would be there with Lucy. What he would give to be able to do the same. But he knew she was in good hands with her spirit.
Gray knew it was risky going into the house, but he couldn't just wait outside. Not when she was so close. He knew Natsu felt the same. They didn't need to say anything to each other to know they were on the same page.
"So Gajeel and Laxus will take out Lysander while Natsu heads for the master. By the time he gets to him, you two should have dealt with him and the enchantments should be down. Cana, Juvia, and Levy can wipe out the remaining guild members while you two meet up with Natsu. Loke will want to get Lucy out of there as soon as the enchantments are down. I'll be heading straight to them to take out Tarquin."
"Tche," Cana chided.
...
For the second time today, Fairy Tail approached at a run. A flood of dark mages came out to meet them. Natsu wasted no time taking down an entire chunk with a column of fire, as Laxus darted through the masses with great speed, a trail of electricity following him as he demolished one mage after another. As Juvia channeled her power, the skies rumbled. Her Water Slicer shot blades of water through the encroaching group. Gajeel was smashing through their ranks with sheer force, while Levy was dropping Solid Script Rocks left and right. Gray had just summoned his Ice Battle Axe as he saw Cana's cards shoot past him. They would make quick work of this place.
Bursting through the doors, they separated. Gajeel and Laxus both headed up the stairs, hot on the trail of an ill-fated enchantment mage. Cana caught another wave of mages, waving Natsu and Gray away. Gray and Natsu dashed through the house, acutely aware of not being able to use their own magic, trusting their friends to take care of that. Natsu seemed to catch the scent of something, likely the master, and moved to turn. "Get her back, Gray," was all he said as they split.
Levy and Juvia found a remote corner of the house so Levy could work on the barriers. She pulled back her hair, found her glasses, and grabbed a quill. Juvia focused on their surroundings, ready to attack anyone who would disturb the script mage.
I headed in the direction of the room Deneb had indicated, vaulting over the obstacles in the way. With only a few scuffles with some caught off guard mages, it wasn't long before I found my destination. I saw the door I was looking for and ran at it, kicking it in. Splinters flew as I entered. Looking around the room, I froze. I saw her lying on the floor, not moving as the as the purple strands coming from Tarquin clung to her body. Fuck, was she breathing? A knot twisted in the pit of my stomach.
Rage clouded my head as I charged at the mage towering over her. As I closed the distance between us, I pulled back my fist and swung, making contact with his face, knocking him to the ground. The cords that were assailing Lucy whipped my direction. I deftly dodged the first, but one struck my shoulder. Pain shot through me. They whipped at me again and again, dropping me to my knees. If this was half of what she had gone through, I would never forgive myself.
"Aha, you again. Unfortunately, as you can tell, you can't use your magic here. You're useless. Lysander didn't think you would be dumb enough to come in anyway, but I guess he was wrong, eh?" he laughed as he stood, rubbing his jaw.
I looked at Lucy, her blonde hair splayed out beneath her, eyes closed. "I don't need my magic to wipe the floor with you!" I shouted as I charged him again. This time, I went for the back of his thigh, buckling his knees. Years of fighting with Natsu left me just as proficient with beating someone senseless as it did with my magic. With my momentum, I swung again, repeatedly bashing him with my fists. The wisps shot out again, zapping me into stillness. This time, they didn't withdraw, immobilizing me with pain. Come on, guys, I thought as I ground my teeth.
Finally, I heard a loud crack of electricity and a defiant roar of finality from above. The enchantments dropped. I felt my magic enter my grasp and heard the words come out of my mouth before I even thought to say them. "Ice Blade: Seven Slice Dance!" I realized I was standing. A look of disbelief passed before Tarquin's face as he fell back. "Lysander.." he said faintly, before closing his eyes for the last time.
As the blades disappeared from my forearms, I grabbed my shoulder and hobbled toward Lucy, pain still resonating through my body. I couldn't tell if she was breathing, she was white as a sheet. I raised an arm to feel for a pulse, the action making me feel like the life had been ripped out of me. Who would have thought we'd be here now, like this? But before I touched her skin, I noticed a shimmering stream of light float past me toward her.
Her power.
She was alive.
I paused as I watched it flood her body, bringing back her color.
Her eyes fluttered open. "Gray," she smiled weakly. My entire world rocked.
"I told you I'd come for you," I managed to grin.
She moved to raise her hand toward me, but it dropped back down as she seemed to pass out again. Damnit, I needed to get her out of here. Gingerly, I lifted her, knowing Loke would be here any second now that the enchantments were down. My heart was heavy. I didn't expect the next time she was in my arms to be like this.
As expected, a light flashed and there he was, shirt torn, hair wild.
"Take her," I commanded as I held out her limp body.
"Where are you going?" he asked as he gently cradled her in his arms.
"To repay the favor," I said shortly.

He nodded and they both disappeared. I knew that the stupid hot head would be fine for a while, and I highly doubted anyone could overcome Natsu and his fury right now, but the battle had just begun. No dark guild member was going to leave here intact.
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