Stellar Mistakes | By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 14748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 12
Kinks and Cafeteria Chat
An alarm went off, arms released her, leaving her cold, and the beeping noise was smacked off. Then those arms were around her again, and Lucy hummed in happiness at the warmth.
"Time to wake up."
She groaned. Where was the snooze button? She usually hit the snooze five of six times before actually getting up.
"Lucy."
There were warm hands on her breasts, soft and hot flutters along her skin, but she still wanted to sleep. Yet her body rolled onto her back, unconsciously wanting more of those hands and lips.
"If you're going to be stubborn and stay in bed, I'll wake you up my way."
"Snooze," she muttered, not ready to wake up yet.
"I dare you to sleep through this."
Wet heat was on her breast, gently sucking her nipple. Her back arched, but she did not want to wake up, not yet. Then the heat was on her other breast, and fingers plucked at the one now wet.
"Ahh!"
"Are you awake?"
"Nuh-uh," she muttered, keeping her eyes closed. Maybe it was a wonderful dream.
A hand went down, resting on her lower belly, and she felt a finger sneak between her thighs, toying with the hood of her clit. That almost woke her fully, but her brain still struggled.
"You're a stubborn one," the voice said in amusement. The finger slipped further, and Lucy spread her legs, sleepy but knowing that whatever this feeling was, she wanted more. A finger carefully dipped inside her. "God, how are you this wet so early in the morning?"
Her body squirmed on its own. She just wanted to sleep. Whatever her body was doing, she wanted it to finish so she could get ten more minutes of rest. Or was this actually a dream? Yes, that must be it. Why else would her boss be touching her this way? A dream, surely. It must be yet another one of those sensual dreams just before waking up that left her flustered in the morning.
"Lucy, please wake up enough to say this is okay."
"Okay," she muttered.
"Are you just pretending to be asleep?"
"Sure," she mumbled. What was he asking? Sleep? "I'mmasleep," she muttered.
"You're adorable."
Someone was moving her body. It felt cold, blankets were pulled away, and she groaned in displeasure. Her legs were pulled apart, but it was chilly on her sore thighs. Then heat hovered over her, and that was nicer. Something thick and warm rubbed across where she still felt an ache from overuse, and yet a longing to be used more.
"Is this your little kink? Sleep sex?"
She hummed a chuckle. Kink? Hah! That was rich, her having a kink. But sleep? Yes, sleep sounded good.
"Do you want it, Lucy?"
"Mmmm!" She did. Whatever this was, her body knew she wanted it, and just like this: half-asleep and trapped somewhere between dreams and reality.
Then that thick something changed direction, and she felt it slide inside of her. Pressure, an ache, fullness. Lucy briefly opened her eyes. Loke! It wasn't a dream? Oh, but it was the best sort of dream. Loke, here, in her bed. Wait, not her bed. His bed? Loke! She had admired him, and she had to confess, desired him for so long. Now he was with her, inside her, in bed together. Yes, this was the best sort of dream in the world.
"Oh? Did that wake you up?" he asked teasingly.
She slammed her eyes shut. "Nope."
"I see," he said in amusement. "That's too bad. Let's see if I can make love to you so gently, my Sleeping Beauty doesn't wake up."
Her brain was still weary and in a fog, but she definitely felt it. Loke was slow, gentle, gliding in and out so smoothly, she probably could have fallen asleep. It felt so warm, so wonderful. How could he be this skilled? He really did take his time, his hips savoring a slow rocking, like the undulations of a boat in a harbor. It rocked her gently for minutes, so many minutes, until her brain slipped.
A dream? Real? Reality turning into a dream? Why were they on a beach now? A beach, waves of pleasure rocking her, making love … on a bed? That made no sense, but she didn't care. Making love on a bed on a boat on the beach. Dreams were so strange, but she enjoyed this dream. Loke was with her, and he was gliding inside of her so, so slowly. She never wanted the dream to end.
"Hey, I think you actually fell asleep on me. I'm almost offended."
She had, just for a second there. Jolting back into half-wakefulness, she felt her body yearning. Yearning for sleep, for sex, for pleasure, for a release, for eternity, for love.
"Don't stop," she muttered.
"Oh? Am I making a wet dream for you? That's sort of hot in a way."
Lucy moaned. Her dream man was talking, but all she wanted was love and sleep and warmth.
"You'll have to tell me what you're dreaming about. Hopefully not some other man."
"Nnngh! Mister Leo."
"It's weird to hear you call me Mister Leo in bed. Or are you dreaming we're in my office?"
It was like he was an incubus and affecting her dreams. The beach and boat were gone, and instead it was the office with leather couches and a large wooden desk. She was on that desk, splayed out with her legs facing the broad window, as if all of Magnolia could watch her being pleasured if only they could get as high up as this tower of glass and steel. Loke was in his suit, and he was taking her, right there, in the middle of Fairy Tail.
"Ahhh!" Her body reacted strongly to that dream.
"Where are you?" he asked as he thrust a little faster, finally getting more urgent.
"Desk," she muttered.
"Oh fuck, the desk?" He slammed a little harder, and she grumbled in displeasure. "You naughty employee."
Her body was buzzing. She knew it was more than a dream, but she wanted to stay in the office, getting fucked on her boss's desk.
"Mr. Leo!"
"Do you want me to call you Miss Heartfilia?"
Her body jolted. She nearly fully woke up with that, but she slammed her eyes shut again. The office! She wanted to stay in the office just a little longer, being a naughty employee, a love affair with her boss. Maybe that blond secretary was just outside the door. Maybe the whole team was about to be in this room, and it was just them, a quick fuck before getting down to business.
"You must have stayed late again, huh? Maybe you stayed just to have time with me."
"Ahh!" Again, he affected her dream. It wasn't a quick fuck before a team meeting, but late at night, everyone had gone home, it was just them and they were wildly using his desk in ways no one would ever imagine.
"Do you want me to fuck you on my desk, Miss Heartfilia?"
"Yes!" she moaned. He was her boss! This was illicit! And damn, did she love it!
The dream was so confusing now. Office, bed, a boat, the beach, Loke naked, Loke in a suit, morning sunlight, cityscape nightlights.
"My kinky employee."
Her body tensed, and she heard him gasp.
"Oh damn, Lucy! So tight. Damn!"
She cried out as reality and fantasy both exploded. Electricity, jolts, aches, sizzling, exhaustion, warmth, sleepiness. She floated down, but still she felt the thrusting continue. She drifted, but the dream went on, Mister Leo in his office, in a suit, madly taking her on his desk.
Then things stopped, she heard grunts, felt pulses, and she opened her eyes. Dreams were nice, but seeing him for real in the midst of his orgasm … no dream could capture that properly. She saw the grimace of ecstasy sink into a slack jaw of instant weariness. She slammed her eyes shut as he sank and panted to recover.
"You sneaky little vixen. I saw you watching me."
He pulled out, and that fullness that felt so warm inside was gone, sucking her straight back into the waking world. The dream was definitely over. She could open her eyes and soak in the glow of his naked body shimmering with sweat in the morning sun.
"We should discuss any little kinks you have beforehand," Loke said as he pulled a condom off and tied the end. "Was that really okay with you?"
She smirked and shook her head admonishingly. "You're just now wondering that?"
"I asked for permission."
"I was asleep."
"Liar," he chuckled.
She sat up and stretched, knowing full well how sensual she must look doing that. "You have a horrible habit of making love to women when they're not in their full mind."
"Hey, our first time, I didn't know you were that drunk."
"But you knew I had a lot to drink."
He opened his mouth to refute that, but she bopped him on the nose.
"No more regrets about that night. We agreed to that."
He still looked contrite. "But what I did really was wrong."
"It was." Lucy shrugged coyly. "Maybe you're right and I have a slight kink to that sort of thing."
His eyebrows raised in astonishment, and then he chuckled while shaking his head. "You really are a vixen."
"And you're a scoundrel."
"Fine. Now, no more snooze alarm. Into the shower. We have work."
"Mmm, don't wanna," she said with a sleepy pout.
"Don't make me be your boss and order you."
She glanced up with a smirk. "Maybe I'd like that."
He leaned forward, right up into her face, and in his boss voice, he said, "Get into the shower with me, Miss Heartfilia."
Lucy shivered. Yep, this was a kink. God, she was awful, but Loke seemed to be thoroughly amused. She finally got up and followed Loke into the bathroom to shower together.
After a quick breakfast of coffee and a muffin, Loke drove Lucy home so she could feed poor Plue and change clothes. Then he drove both of them to work. She went in first, and he waited a while before leaving the car. She caught sight of him on his way to his office, but she tried to focus on her computer.
The morning trudged on with banalities, and the calmer she grew, the harder it was to believe that the previous night really happened. Her first night with Loke was still hazy, but thanks to some things Loke said and fragments of memories, she knew it was not a dream. But last night! Last night, she remembered. What they did in the bathroom, in the bed, on a chair, on the sink…
"I have to work," she said to herself. The recollection of passion made her cheeks grow flushed. What she said, how she acted, her little kink, it was all too much now that she was actually at work and around people. She shook her head to clear out the memories of sensual moans and focused on her project.
At noon, she went to the cafeteria like usual and met up with Levy and Cana. However, she just could not get into the conversation.
Cana was talked about her boy again. "So then, he said we should go on a date. We haven't done that in ages."
"Isn't that dangerous?" Levy asked, always a little in awe that Cana could live such a risky, sensual life.
"Nah. Apparently, his wife is going to be at her parents' that day."
"I see," Lucy muttered.
It was Tuesday, and at three o'clock there was going to be another meeting for Team Leo. Lucy was lost in thoughts of how to act in the meeting. How was she supposed to face him now, with the ache still tingling between her thighs? She would have to stand there with the team in front of his desk and give away no hints.
The desk! Oh damn, why did she have that dream about his desk? And she even told him about it. He knew her secret little desire. Would he act on it? Would he hold her later, splay her out on his desk, take her right there in her skirt and him wearing a suit and tie…
"Hey!"
Cana was waving her hand in front of Lucy's face, but she just now realized it. "Huh? What?"
"Lucy?" Levy also looked a bit concerned. "Is it just me, or do you seem really fidgety today?"
Without realizing it, Lucy's eyes had been darting around the cafeteria, constantly on the lookout for Loke. Both Levy and Cana were eying her suspiciously.
"When you're restless, there's usually a reason," Levy said, still looking worried.
Lucy moaned silently that Levy was so perceptive. Then again, Lucy realized she had never seen Loke in the cafeteria. She could relax here.
Just as she let her shoulders sag a bit, the room went into a loud buzz of excitement. All three of them turned to the surging noise and saw Loke trying to get through the cafeteria entrance, only to get blocked by eager employees.
Cana tipped back her can of beer. "Hey, isn't that Mr. Leo?"
"Yeah, looks like it," Levy said, rising up from her seat to get a better view since she was so short.
Lucy was in a panic. 'What? Why?'
"My boy says he usually goes to a café near here. Maybe the café is closed today."
'Closed? What sort of twisted coincidence is that? Why today of all days?'
Lucy hunched over her lunch and forced herself not to look at him, like a child thinking that if she could not see the monster, the monster could not see her. Just as Lucy heard his shoes tapping past right behind her, Cana turned up all the charm with her professional-grade smile and welcoming voice.
"Mr. Leo, hello. Are you looking for a seat? There a free one here right next to Lucy."
Lucy jolted up, wanting to scream at her to shut up. However, now Loke was inches away from her and looking down. Lucy looked up, and their eyes met.
"Sorry," Cana whispered with a sly wink. "I want to know what my boy's up to today. Mr. Leo would know, so I can casually ask him."
Seriously? A reason like that? To find out the schedule of her office affair lover? That was why she asked him to sit at their table?
Meanwhile, Loke pulled out the chair beside Lucy's. "Thanks for the seat," he said with his pleasant yet professional smile. "Ms. Heartfilia, hello."
"H-Hi," Lucy eked out.
"And … Ms. McGarden, right?"
Levy gasped that he knew her name. "Y-yes! Good afternoon, Mr. Leo. Allow me to get you the daily lunch special. It's what I have, and it's good."
"That would be wonderful." He handed her a prepaid lunch card he had in his breast pocket, and Levy bolted to the food counter as if she needed to escape. Loke looked around the room like a tourist. "This place is packed. I forgot just how crowded it could get in here." A minute later, Levy arrived with a tray of food. "Ah, thank you, Ms. McGarden. Do you three always eat here?"
Cana answered for them. "We sometimes go out for lunch, but basically, yeah. It's cheap and a quick walk back to work."
Loke chuckled. "You're all so passionate about your jobs."
"Of course we are," Cana said. "Everyone in Fairy Tail loves the work here."
Lucy was so relieved Cana was there with her. She would not know what to say if it was just her and him.
"So, Ms. Heartfilia," Loke said as he began to eat, "how is the proposal coming along?"
Work! She could talk about work easily enough. "I plan to submit it before the meeting today."
"Wonderful! I look forward to seeing your ideas."
As he ate, he asked Levy about the project she was working on for a commercial for the post office, and Cana nudged him enough so she learned the schedule of the man she was having an affair with.
Finally, Loke dabbed a napkin to his lips and checked his watch. "This time already? I should get going."
"So soon?" Cana asked in disappointment.
"Don't worry. Lunch isn't over yet. You three should take your time. I have a meeting."
"You live such a full and busy life, Mr. Leo," Cana said with a sigh.
"That I do. Thanks for having me. Ms. Heartfilia, I'll see you at three for the team meeting."
"Y-yes, sir!"
With a smile and a tip of his head, he left the table and strode out of the cafeteria. Lucy watched him go, and a part of her felt empty, disappointed. He had barely even looked at her through the entire meal. Last night had been so passionate, and today … he was her boss. Nothing more.
Levy dreamily rested her cheek on her hand. "Man, even his smile is different from the average guy."
"Well, I'm happy," Cana said decisively, guzzling the last of her beer. "I know what my man is up to, and that'll make meeting him tonight easily."
"That's good," Lucy said absently. She outwardly acted like nothing strange had happened, while inside she tried to quiet her thumping heart.
Meeting him like this with a crowd around was stressful enough. How in the world was she supposed to act during the team meeting?
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