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Stellar Mistakes
By : Rhov
Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail
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Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I make money from this fanfic.
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A/N: Today, Hubby and I celebrate 20 years as a couple. July 2, 1998, we were teenagers when he awkwardly asked, "I don't know if this sounds old-fashion, but will you go steady with me?" I laughed a little, because being old-fashion was what I loved about him. So, I nervously said "Sure," and we held hands. Two days later, under the 4th of July fireworks, we shared our first kiss. 7 years later, we married. Now it's been 20 years since he got the courage to ask me to go steady. He's still my bashful boy, and I'm still his nerdy writer girl. He's also a devil in the sheets, and he inspires many of my love scenes, so this is a gift to everyone, compliments of the most wonderful, caring, gentle man I know. I'm thankful THIS sort of scene never happened to us.
Chapter 30
One Final Time
They practically tripped over each other as they headed into Lucy's apartment, kissing and grabbing at one another. They became a mess of tangled limbs on the bed, their clothes still dripping wet, wanting each other so badly.
Loke barely even waited. He grabbed under her skirt, and Lucy lifted her hips so he could pull her panties off. She heard them drop to the rug with a wet splop. Then his mouth was down on her, hungry and wild for her taste.
Every time they had made love before, Loke was composed, calm, cool, knowing what he wanted and how to cull it out of her. This time, he had none of that self-possession. She felt him struggling to get out of wet clothes while his tongue worked on her, not slowly driving her into begging, but a starved lion desperate for a meal. She felt him shifting as he pulled his shirt off and threw it aside. Then he grabbed her with both arms, yanking her to be even tighter against his face as his tongue plunged in.
"Ahh!" she cried, shuddering with pleasure. She began to mess with the buttons on her blouse, thinking he would very likely rip the whole thing off once he got the chance. Then she lay there, the wet blouse split, her bra heaving as her back arched up.
"Loke!"
Calling his first name now was easier. She felt his fingers thrust into her, and she clenched at his hair, not at all gentle about it. He growled, and Lucy felt an intense spasm clenching her belly.
"Oh God, yes!" she howled. His fingers kept working at her, his tongue lathing her relentlessly, until she truly broke apart, wildly howling his name as she convulsed on the mattress.
He pulled back, his face drenched with her wetness, but the hunger was not satisfied yet. Whereas normally he could rouse her two or three times before taking her himself, this time he pulled back while she was still twitching and recovering.
"I need you, Lucy. Now!"
The desperation in his voice thrilled her more than the calm aloofness of before. She sat up and pulled off the blouse, wanting him to touch all of her bare skin. Loke yanked a condom out of his wallet before throwing his pants off. He ripped it open with his teeth while she rushed out of the last of her clothes, and eagerly he rolled it onto his arousal. Then he leaped back onto the bed, shielded and ready for her. She spread her legs around him eagerly and pulled him in. Loke sank into her, groaning in a way he had never done before.
"So good," he said in a husky voice. "You always feel so damn good."
She whimpered as he filled her, but she kept her eyes open, watching him, knowing she would never be this close to him again. As he pressed everything he had into her, she really focused on how incredibly he stretched her out inside. It was always such a perfect fit.
As he looked down at her, Lucy saw a melancholy expression she had never seen in him before. At that moment, she wanted him to belong to her and no one else. She wanted to believe, so strongly, that she was the only person who knew this side of him, that he had never looked at a woman with such sad and wistful eyes before.
She wanted to believe he felt even just a fraction of how strongly she felt for him.
"Lucy," he whispered, caressing her cheek. "You are the most perfect woman…"
It seemed like he had more to say, but he held back the words. She didn't need them anymore. For once, she knew what he was feeling without words. His eyes, freed from their glasses, told her everything.
Then he began to thrust, and he did not stop. She lost track of all the ways he took her. He began just simply on top, flexing his hips up against her. Then he grabbed her as if in dire need, lifted her hips straight up into the air until she was resting on her upper back and shoulders, and he drove down hard into her, slamming her upper body into the bed. He pulled out, flipped her, she planted her feet on the ground beside the bed, and he took her from behind as wildly as a lion. Then he moved back onto the bed to take her another way. They were a twisting tangle of limbs, exploring everything they had experimented with before, like they needed a final taste of all the ways in which they had made love.
Yet they ended up in what he must have realized was Lucy's favorite position, saving the best for last. He flopped onto his back and groaned as she rode on top of him. Her voice quivered loudly, and if she annoyed her neighbors, she did not even care.
She could not think. Not about his fiancée, or about how he was her boss, none of that. For the first time, she felt completely free and uninhibited as she made love to him.
"Oh God, Lucy."
By how he stiffened, she guessed he was coming, but she was not done, nor did he ask her to stop. She kept riding him, and while not as hard, he kept meeting her, thrust for thrust, grabbing her breasts.
"Loke … Loke…"
Then his hand reached down, his thumb rubbed against her clit, and that drove her over the edge. She surrendered herself to the passion, and she felt his eyes drinking it in.
"Lucy," he whispered in awe. "Damn, you're breathtaking."
She almost collapsed, but he caught her into a hug. Being careful, he pulled out and rolled her onto her side. They gazed at each other, and although they both had smiles, both had a pensive pinch to their brows. In the end, it was over far too quickly.
Lucy began to open her mouth, but she hesitated. Loke, for his part, looked eager for her to say something, but her lips closed again. She knew, there were some things she just could not say. It would not be fair to either of them.
"Never forget me," she said instead.
He brushed back her hair and kissed her forehead. "Never. I will never forget this night, or any of it."
She smiled, but her heart ached. "Me, neither. They're some of my happiest memories."
Those words seemed to be precisely what Loke needed to hear, and they were what conquered him. He grabbed her and rested his chin on top of her head, but she felt his chest shaking as he held back emotions.
"Me, too," he barely managed to say without cracking apart.
She rubbed her fingers over his bare chest. "Stay with me a little longer."
He kissed the top of her head. "Of course," he whispered, but his throat sounded tense. He looked out at the window speckled with water. "You know, every time it rains, I think of you."
Lucy smiled, glad to know that the rain would remind him of her from now on, no matter where their lives took them.
He pulled back and chuckled awkwardly. "Sorry, but I really do need to toss this thing," he said, holding the condom onto his limp cock. He slid out of bed and left to the bathroom.
When he returned, Lucy was unconscious. He stared down at her, and his eyes went sad.
"Even at the very end, you held back your words. You couldn't say 'I love you' like you did that first night … and it's all because of me. Because I can't say it, either."
Lucy just barely heard his words on the darker edges of sleep, but they did not register. She felt him climb into the bed, though, and she felt his arms wrap around her.
"More," she muttered.
"You're practically asleep."
"Mm-hmm." She erotically stretched on the rumpled sheets.
He chuckled mischievously. "Sleep sex again? Naughty girl. It'll have to be my hand."
Lucy hummed and spread her legs. She felt his fingers glide inside, felt him kiss her breasts, and heard whispers she could not make out anymore. She liked to think that maybe he kept pleasuring her all night, but she honestly had no idea what he did after that, as she sank into a weary sleep with Loke's fingers filling her up. Her dreams were erotic, filled with him, desperate for him to always pleasure her this way.
She jolted awake as her body clenched around his fingers, opened her eyes only long enough to see that he was down between her thighs with his tongue and fingers both working, sighed out a sleepy, "Loke," and fell asleep with some other words on her lips, but her consciousness faded before she could figure out what they were.
When she awoke in the middle of the night, she felt cold and empty. Her clothes were placed in a hamper, and Plue had been fed and walked. She wrapped a housecoat around her naked body and shuffled around the apartment.
"Mr. Leo?" she called out. Then, blushing, she muttered, "Loke?"
There was no reply, and Lucy stood still as the truth sank in.
He was gone. The night was over. They were over. The only hint that anything even happened that night was a used condom in the bathroom wastebasket.
In a way, she was glad he left while she slept. She knew she would have never been able to say goodbye. This way was colder, but it saved her many tears.
Now, she had to live on with nothing more than memories.
She hugged her arms as she walked to the window. The rain still tapped on the glass as she gazed out into the darkness, faintly seeing the reflection of her miserable face.
"You liar," she whispered. "You said you'd stay until it stopped raining."
Raindrops slid down the reflection of her cheeks as she gazed out into the stormy night and childishly wished she could catch one last glimpse of him.
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Stellar Mistakes	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 14748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I make money from this fanfic.

Stellar Mistakes