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Fae Tales	By : FieldDranzer Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 9840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Once more, we're back to Fae Tales, and this time around, it's a bit of a special chapter in the ongoing relations between a bachelor and his lady friend. A bit of insight into the person behind the keyboard, this chapter has been done for a while, as has the next one seeing as to how I wrote them back to back, but some things have changed for me. They've been online at Patreon for ages, but I'm really, really bad at figuring out what the heck to give people as "rewards" for that, as is my marketing prowess pretty bad. So... er, if you want to help someone without a job out, then everything is appreciated!
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Fairy Spring

A dark, fluttering feeling. Deep, unrelenting and oh so satisfying. Silence stretched on within a once crowded space, the seemingly endless chattering of dozens of people having reached its end long, long ago. To the side, a few hushed whispers echoed forth, along with the faint sound of squelching; a visage that Natsu neither knew nor comprehended. Comfortable, companionable silence, restricting and pleasant, those were the sensations that enveloped the exposed groin of a bachelor that had somehow found his way into the midst of an orgy…

… or so, he had assumed. Slowly, purposely, his eyelids fluttered up, squeezing themselves shut a moment thereafter as the gleaming light above his head was focused solely upon the couch he himself inhabited.

A majority of the patrons had come and gone, some of which lingered behind his back, hidden from view by the couch and Natsu’s inability to turn around then and there. Yet, what little he could see as he craned his neck, was something the pink haired student had yet to expect. Mirajane’s visage, curvaceous and flirtatious, sauntering through the open archway leading into the back of the club without so much as a scrap of clothing adorning her form. Tilting his head in an attempt to spot the proprietress on her way back however, a set of voices unlike that of Lucy resounded from his left and right, making Natsu blatantly aware of where the warmth at his sides originated

“If I knew you had this kind of thing in you, I’d have invited you out weeks ago~” A soft voice echoed forth from his right, accompanied by a faint, humoristic giggle. Sultry motions dragged Natsu’s gaze away from the empty strip club before him, pulled downward until, with bated breath, his onyx eyes were met by the sight of a long, thin finger; swiping up a strand of cum, his cum he faintly noted, from atop his exposed waist.

“You shouldn’t do that, Cana. Boys aren’t yours to hoard, you know.” Another voice joined the first, identifying the woman on his left as the brown haired, curvaceous seductress that roamed through the club naked more often than not.

From the left, a soft huff resounded, accompanied by the finger drenched in his sperm disappearing from view; a faint, euphoric moan reverberating forth a moment thereafter. “Not like you’re one to talk, bringing toys with you home after hours~” A teasing jab, the pinkette briefly noted, though between the warmth that encapsulated his arms and the exhaustion that led to his manhood being exposed in the midst of a strip club, he couldn’t so much as turn his head to regard the woman on his left. Based solely on their conversation however…

“Oh, hush. I only do that with guys that seem trustworthy…” Fuming from the side, the woman on the right tightened her embrace of Natsu’s arm, pressing it deeper between her considerably smaller bust in a way that sent a scarlet colored flush across his cheeks.

“My god… are you two still here?” Perking up, a smooth, velvety voice resounded through the quieted atmosphere within the club, embracing one and all in its generosity and kindness. Soft plaps from naked feet pressing against the floor echoed forth, accompanied by a visage that Natsu himself would never grow accustomed to seeing.

Long, toned and smooth legs carried her forth, thighs that were both immaculate and unblemished, a groin devoid of any and all hair, and a stomach so pristine that Natsu himself was practically blinded by the view. Of course, when the curvaceous frame of his regular lover stepped into view, so, too, did her bountiful breasts press themselves together; jiggling in place as Lucy Heartfilia’s flustered face came into view, bent over no more than a foot away. While a majority of the other faeries had wandered off to clean themselves off from that evening’s spectacle, the four of them, he noted, were still adorned by their spoils of conquest. That thought alone was vivid enough to twist his head to the side, peering over his shoulder at the luscious lips of Cana Clive, adorned from head to tits in a layer of cum so prominent that it made even Natsu balk in response.

Forcibly averting his gaze away from the tanned woman’s bountiful boobs, the pinkette felt the blood drain away from his cheeks, staggered by the sheer volume of residue left upon her form. Drooping down along her cheeks as it was, the last spurts of her dozen lovers’ sperm had nailed the woman directly in the hair, coating it in layers that made even Natsu squirm at the effort it would take to wash it all away.

“Y’know, it really is unfair of you to hoard a stud like this all to yourself.” Cana mouthed, directing her head and tone in Lucy’s general direction, much to the blonde haired seductress’ embarrassment. “Think we could team up on him? Maybe go for a ride riiiight now?~”

Heaving out a mental sigh, Natsu Dragneel stiffened where he sat, feeling a second hand upon the outside of his right thigh. With another languid twist of his mentally exhausted head, his curious eyes fell upon a mane of disheveled blue hair, along with a small, albeit smug smirk that only made his groin tingle in response. Levy McGarden, he briefly recalled, if only just because of Gray’s rather… vigorous tale of what had transpired after their evening in the nightclub. Although…

“If you still want sex, then I wouldn’t mind. Have to see if you can back up your bark, don’t we?” Forcing out a dry chuckle at long last, Natsu returned his gaze to the brown haired woman to his left, tauntingly inviting her rebuttal. Were anyone to flirt with him under normal circumstances, he might normally avoid it altogether, but… naked as the ladies were, and exposed as his groin was, the bachelor couldn’t so much as hide the fact that his lower head appreciated the suggestion.

What met his comment however, was not a rebuttal, but rather, a soft, fluffy white towel thrown on top of his head from the front. Blinking his eyes rapidly, the towel moved about of its own accord, wiping down his face and hair whilst his arms were held hostage by the women on his sides.

“Just shush. Go on without me, alright?” The one that spoke was without a doubt Lucy, for the melodic tone of her voice was one that both blessed and plagued the pinkette’s every dreaming moment. Baffling to him however, the moment the request was uttered, the warm prisons that wrapped themselves around his arms relinquished their hold, freeing him from their embrace whilst his face remained covered up.

Raising his arms in a vain attempt to remove the towel from atop his head, Natsu’s ears perked up as, seemingly out of nowhere, the audible clap of a hand colliding with someone’s booty echoed forth, hastily accompanied by a lessened pressure upon his towel draped head, along with a soft squeal and a strangled moan. Only then were his hands allowed to pull aside the towel, and in so doing, Natsu himself was greeted by the sight of two heavenly melons, hovering naught more than an inch away from his face with its bright pink nipples threatening to poke him in the eyes. Hovering above, held up by her grasp upon the couch, the squirming face of Lucy resided, flustered and blushing, bright red with her teeth visibly biting down upon her bottom lip.

Tilting his head to the side, Natsu caught sight of Cana and Levy, naked as expected, sauntering off towards the archway that separated the designated orgy space of the strip club from the employee only section in the back. Whilst Lucy straightened out her back above his head, the vague visage of Cana Clive sauntered away, leaving no one but him and his secretive crush to themselves.

A soft wheeze spilled forth from Lucy’s luscious lips and, with a purposeful, albeit exhausted motion, the blonde haired seductress at long last allowed herself to fall down upon the couch; boobs jiggling all the while as her arms flopped down the cushions themselves. “Didn’t think you’d show up tonight,” she muttered, half muted as a stretch brought them closer still. “Thank you though, for tonight and before. Don’t think I know anyone else that wouldn’t have taken advantage of me back then.”

Blinking his eyes twice where he sat, it took the pinkette a moment to reorganize his thoughts, preoccupied by ogling his regular seductress’ bountiful chest. Casting his mind back upon their time together in the aftermath of a night of drinking, Natsu faintly nodded his head, more so to himself than to anyone else.

“Do you do this sort of thing often?” He asked at last, a weary, yet highly curious tone upon his voice, even as the dancer by his side continued to wipe him down with the aforementioned towel.

It was a genuine question within his mind, and somehow, it would explain why each and every woman within the club was oh so keenly comfortable about their sexual lives. If Fairy Tail frequently hosted orgies or allowed for their patrons to schedule gangbangs, then what would prevent the woman by his side from simply taking on clientele like that? From a financial point of view, it would undoubtedly be profitable.

“Sort of? The orgies are kind of random, once every other month or so, but only if enough people want in on it. Things got a bit…” trailing off, the soft thump of a woman’s head nestling against the top of his shoulder echoed throughout his form. “Intense, you know? I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.” Chuckling at her own experience, the blonde gently rubbed her towel against her pink haired regular’s groin, shivering ever so slightly when her towel adorned fingers enveloped Natsu’s semi-hard manhood.

Allowing a small smile to adorn his lips, Natsu tipped his head to the side, resting his cheek against the velvety mane of golden blonde hair that hung down from the top of Lucy’s head. “You really were amazing to watch tonight.” Although his voice was hushed, a faint mumble, the moment the words left his lips, Lucy’s body stiffened in place.

“You seriously don’t think I’m weird for doing this, do you?” Stagnant though her motions were, the moment the question entered her mind, the blonde let it loose into the world. Her hand had long since stopped moving, focusing solely upon the man whose soothing heartbeat she could hear throughout his body.

Taking but a moment to think through his potential answers, the bachelor landed upon one within mere moments, uttering it with as much assurance as his exhausted state would allow. “You were beautiful then and gorgeous now. Whatever you do for work won’t make me think any less of you.” It was the truth, down to the last word, albeit a truth he had refrained from ever uttering before. If anything, he was the weird one, falling for a strip dancer and prostitute at a pay-to-play brothel and strip club.

A moment of silence stretched on between the two of them, soft and soothing, companionable and comfortable, granting both parties a moment to merely mask in the aftermath of their euphoric bliss. Neither party made so much as a motion to get up, nor did either one intend to be the one to suggest it, not until a third person made themselves known; their voice, steady and stable, appearing from between the two of them, behind the cushioned back of the couch.

“It would not do to stay as such for long, miss.” A masculine voice, polite and proper, arose from behind their backs, adjoined by a couch to draw their attention towards him. With a start, Lucy bounced upright, hopping upon her feet in a single second in a way that left Natsu bereft of her coverage and warmth.

Situated a polite few feet away from the duette’s position, Jellal Fernandez retained his placement; hands folded behind his back, a flat expression upon his face, with his even eyes placed squarely upon both parties’ faces. The impromptu bartender and assistant of Fairy Tail looked none the wiser to the duo’s exchange, though when Lucy’s frantic, flustered face took in his visage, there wasn’t so much as a fraction of a doubt that he had overheard their entire conversation.

“Of course, of course. Thank you, Jellal.” Nodding her head appreciatively in the bartender’s general direction, as a sign of her respect, the blonde paused, pondering their predicament for the briefest moment before an idea took shape within her mind. “Would it be possible to wash and dry his clothes here?”

Blinking his eyes where he sat, Natsu opened his mouth in a vain attempt to refute the offer, only to close it again when Lucy poked his forehead with her right index finger. Peering past the blonde whose womanhood was blatantly exposed before his face, the blue haired man whose chiseled body was covered up solely by a pair of dark slacks and a mesh undershirt, the pinkette tried to read the man’s seemingly emotionless expression, but failed.

“If that is what the lady wishes, then it can be done.” Moving his stern gaze away from the bubbly Lucy, down upon the flustered Natsu whose modesty was covered up by a towel alone, Natsu once more failed to read the emotion upon his face. “However… is your intent to bring him there?” Another pause stretched on between the trio, a pause that felt both suffocating and tense to the pink haired onlooker, but before long, Lucy nodded her head in affirmation.

Not so much as another word was said, nor did Jellal seem to have any qualms about the blonde’s plans beyond that point. With a faint tip of his head, the blue haired bartender wandered off in the direction of a nearby counter, where a handful of cream colored robes were left for the employees to cover themselves up with.

“Take off your clothes and hand them to Jellal, please?” At long last, he was the center of Lucy’s attention anew, though her request left him puzzled in more ways than one. “He’ll take care of them while we go to get cleaned up. There’s a bath downstairs for the employees to use after work!~” By that statement alone, Lucy’s mood brightened up considerably, causing a broad smile to stretch out across her luscious lips as if her original request had been the most normal thing in the world.

Unsure whether or not the request allowed for him to refuse however, Natsu slowly arose from the couch as well. With only the two of them nearby, and Jellal wandering around to clean up a handful of the excess bottles of lube, Natsu slowly got to work, undoing his pants completely before pulling them down along his legs, discarding his briefs along the way. His shirt was the next to follow, a thin button-up shirt of a crimson color, along with a mesh undershirt to stave off the creeping midnight cold beyond the warm walls of Fairy Tail’s interior. In no time at all, he stood as naked as Lucy, albeit twice as uncomfortable when Jellal Fernandez at long last returned; a bathrobe in each hand for the duo to partake of.

Lucy Heartfilia was, without a doubt, the epitome of comfort and grace at that point in time, accepting the offered robe with a slight curtsy and a beaming smile, donning it in a manner of moments while languidly pulling her long, silky hair free from its confines. When Jellal handed Natsu his robe however, it came along with a warning that the pinkette had not at all expected.

“There’s an emergency exit past the employees only door, if things get rough. On a good day, the pits of Tartarus seem chilly by comparison down there.” Sending the pinkette a stern, albeit concerned look, the blue haired bartender crouched down, procuring Natsu’s discarded clothes while the pinkette shyly closed the front of his bathrobe. By what he could feel, the robe was without a doubt tailored for one of the petite women of Fairy Tail, enclosing upon his form in a way that sent goosebumps across the expanse that was his body.

Standing naught more than a few inches away, the robed form of his golden blonde companion sent another shiver down the length of his spine, but the moment Jellal had stepped in to issue his warning, Lucy did little more than roll her eyes. Turning around enough to put an ounce of cleavage on display, the seductress ushered Natsu along, taking off at a leisurely stroll through the opened archway that separated the front of the club from the secluded backrooms. Although, as the duo made their way out, Natsu patiently waved in Jellal’s general direction, both uncomfortably unnerved and somewhat surprised by the bartender’s warning.

“You’ve been back here before, up in my room.” Lucy began, a faint sway to her hips that instantly drew Natsu’s attention towards it. “Upstairs, we have our private rooms, basically just beds and accommodations if some of our clients want to do things more secretly… you don’t seem to mind jerking off in public though~” Giggling softly to herself, the blonde haired seductress blatantly ignored the way Natsu rolled his eyes, though with his every step, the cream colored robe around his form fluttered faintly.

Striding past the second half of Fairy Tail’s first floor, a hall filled with rows of smaller booths along the left wall, it took them no time at all to reach the main juncture that separated the various floors of Fairy Tail’s interior. Once there however, the blonde paused beside the second half of the stairwell, mashed into the rightmost corner of the room, beside a door branded with Employees Only. Based solely on the low rumbling that resounded from within, Natsu could only guess that it was a room dedicated to laundry or similar things.

“Downstairs though, guests typically aren’t allowed. Some VIPs tend to drop by, but they’re either friends of the owner’s grandson, or maybe even the owner himself.” Finishing her explanation in a matter-of-factly voice, Lucy’s lips parted ways, stretching out into a genteel smile that betrayed her otherwise weary state. “If you see clients downstairs, they’re either in for a session with Mira, or… they’re like you.”

Tilting his head to the side, a myriad of questions arose within his mind, some of which partained to the newly revealed information, though others were simple clarification ones. Taking note of his intrigue however, Lucy sidestepped the pinkette, easing an arm along the underside of his shoulders to gently push him forward.

With a sharp inhale, the bachelor prepared himself as best as he could. The depths of Fairy Tail were, by all means, uncharted territory, to the point where even he could feel a chill from the thought of what awaited him there. Like a mercenary preparing to plunge into the depths of some unfathomable beast’s lair, he steeled his resolve and began to walk; slow, tentative steps, one step at a time. Amidst the hue of the ambient lighting within, the stairwell itself came across as some sort of deep, dark purple grain, though loathe as he was to withhold his questions, a part of him refused to believe that the seductress behind his back knew much about construction details.

The first sight to meet his eyes was, without a doubt, not at all what he had come to expect. Within the bowels of the beast, a far more traditional layout revealed itself before his eyes. Tatami mats lined the floor, comfortable and soothing to set foot upon when compared to the hardwood planks above, while the walls themselves were adorned by thin sheets of wood, with large surfaces painted in a creamy white color. Even before his feet had reached the bottom half, the traditional appearance within appeased his mind, unwinding his spirit in a way that made his breath come out as a ragged gasp; relinquishing the breath he hadn’t even realized he had been holding.

To the direct left, another hallway presented itself, traditional in some sense, but also darker, leading down a rabbithole that neither Natsu or Lucy were there to explore. Mirajane’s dungeon, he weakly recalled, suppressing the urge that caused his manhood to harden within the tight bathrobe.

“Brought your lover for a little lovin, eh?~” A mischievous voice rang through the room, drawing Natsu’s gaze towards it before a dusting of pink adorned his cheeks. While he himself was dressed somewhat modestly, the speaker, Cana, presented herself in the way that suited her tastes the best. Naked, one hand firmly placed upon her hip, sauntering away from a set of showerheads mounted into one of the walls.

Averting his gaze as quickly as he could, the pink haired student inwardly cursed, trying to suppress the arousal that coursed through his groin at the mere sight of the nudist. Curvaceous and hairless, pristine and seemingly innocent in ways he couldn’t explain, exposed in her entirety without so much as a scrap of modesty to hide her bountiful breasts… try as he might, his cock made itself known once more, standing proudly out from the front of his robe.

A soft whistle echoed through the room, accompanied by a set of raised eyebrows on Cana’s behalf, though before long, the chocolate haired prostitute eased aside a set of sliding doors, leaving an uncomfortably aroused Natsu beside a lightly sweating Lucy.

“I swear, that woman…” trailing off, the blonde’s expression twisted up into a pout, crossing her arms beneath her bountiful bust before at long last returning her attention to her guest. “Anyway! Welcome to the Fairy Spring, a would-be hotspring dug out beneath the club. All the heat is natural, stemming from the depths of the earth, but we do have ways to raise it if we feel a little extra hot.” Winking in Natsu’s general direction, the silence that had stretched on between Cana’s comment and their arrival was broken, both by Lucy’s and Natsu’s faint chuckling. “Before we go to the main pool though, we have to rinse off!”

Even before she finished her sentence, the arms that had once been crossed beneath her bust loosened their grasp, pulling aside the robe by its midsection. Once again, Natsu’s breath was all but snatched away as Lucy’s breasts came into view, bountiful and gravity defying in their own ways, resembling a grapefruit as much as they were perfect handfuls for him to grope. The robe, he noted, was hung up on the side of the wall, around a small nook that separated the stairwell leading down from the rest of the space. Knowing not what else to do, Natsu followed suit, undoing his robe to hang it up beside Lucy’s own, much to the seductress’ satisfaction.

As his father’s son, Natsu himself was no stranger to the concept of hot springs, nor was the concept of rinsing off before setting foot within a bath any news to him. Much to Lucy’s surprise, be it good or bad, the pinkette settled down within one of the small shower sections, plopping down upon a plastic stool within before reaching up to twist the faucet of the showerhead. A spray of warm, mesmerizing water rained down upon his exposed form, washing away the sweat and cum that remained upon it while generously dipping his head beneath the drizzle. Be it in the aftermath of a workout or sex, which very often aligned with one another, the only thing upon his mind was to douse himself in the warmth of a shower; a tradition he was more than happy to learn he could enjoy within the club as well.

So caught up in his own antics was he that, when Lucy settled down no more than an inch away upon a neighboring stool, the pinkette hardly took the time to notice. “This isn’t your first time in a hot spring, is it?” Lucy asked, loudly enough to snap the pinkette out from his shower loving stupor.

Snapping his head up and back in a way that whipped a string of water across the room, Natsu turned his head aside, staring only into Lucy’s bright, resplendent eyes while blinking his eyes in surprise. For the briefest amount of time, the question as to whether or not he should answer at all came to mind, however…

“I’ve been around, traveled a lot with my family, though my brother always hightailed it whenever we reached a new country.” It was by no means a lie, and Zeref, being the wayward son of a gambling empire, spent as little time together with his father and brother as humanly possible. One such trip had brought the three of them to a hot spring though, one of the few times all three could relax together.

“You know there aren’t any proper hot springs in the states, right?” Tittering where she sat, the smile that crossed Lucy’s lips was as genuine as the jiggle of her bust, faint, but curious.

Feeling a bead of sweat roll down the side of his face, Natsu did little more than chuckle in response, leaning in further to prevent the blonde from asking anymore questions. Traveling to the Eastern half of the world was by no means a venture that just anyone could undertake, much less so for more occasions than one. If he told the blonde that he had been so far East as Alvarez, she might have raised an eyebrow for a different reason entirely.

After what had felt like no more than a minute to Natsu, but undoubtedly an eternity to Lucy, the blonde haired would-be hostess arose from her stool, arms raised above her head to stretch out, leaving even more of her pristine, unblemished skin on display. “Ready to hit the bath?” She asked, eyes half lidded and mouth askew from a soft grunt.

Nodding his head somewhat somberly, the pinkette reached up to twist the faucet once more, sliding his hands along the length of his now drenched hair to get as much of the water out as he could. It was a courteous gesture, no doubt, but one that made the blonde haired woman by his side smile.

Between the showers hidden within a small nook and the sliding door that Cana had disappeared inside of no more than a handful of minutes before, it took the duo no time at all to cross. Without so much as a glance behind her back, Lucy Heartfilia eased her nimble fingers into a small groove that served as the handle for the sliding door, pulling it aside in a way that made Natsu smile from the satisfaction alone. Following along, his gaze was fastened upon the marvelous, seamless construction of the sliding door, taking but a moment to slide the door shut anew before at long last raising his head…

… only for his eyes to bulge out in a way that only conjured forth a giggle from the blonde by his side.

A large, spacious bath presented itself before him, surrounded by a border made up entirely of natural rocks, with water so clear that he had no issue whatsoever with seeing the very bottom of the pool from where they stood. Blue and red lights were submerged within the pool, granting it a strange hue, highlighted all the more by the gentle mist that hovered no more than an inch above the water’s edge. What made his eyes go wide however, was by no means the construction of the pool, but rather, the seven ladies housed within its gleaming depths, all of which fastened their eyes upon the newest abnormal arrival.

Cana Clive was the first woman to meet his gaze, settled on the far side of the pool with both arms loosely slung along the top of the stone border; legs spread wide within the depths without so much as an inkling to cover up in the presence of a guy. Her long, flowing brown hair hung down the side of the pool, and as the sound of the sliding door sliding shut resounded through the room, her gaze arose as well. A small wooden slab floated atop the crystalline water by her side, adorned by a relatively wide Sake cup, filled to the brim with a pearly liquid.

Another, he briefly noted, was the young, white haired girl he had seen perform beforehand, along with having seen her in the act that very evening. Seated by Mirajane’s side, the duo resembled one another to an uncanny degree, though unlike the proprietress he often found by the door, Lisanna was, without a doubt, far more surprised by Natsu’s entrance into the room.

An audible gulp reverberated through the room, echoing forth like the sound of a thunderstorm no more than a few inches away, though when Lucy Heartfilia made her way down a set of stone steps, Natsu himself realized that the sound was in his mind alone. In opposition to his doubt, the blissful sigh that spilled forth from Lucy’s lips was naught less than euphoric, sending a shuddering wave throughout the pinkette’s form.

Not one to take a challenge for granted, Natsu Dragneel steeled his resolve, heaving in a sharp breath of air before at long last making his way downward as well. From the moment his toes were enveloped by the faint waves caused by Lucy dipping down into its misty depths, a rush of relaxation coursed through his veins, accompanied by a comforting lull that, before he himself could realize what went down, had ushered his feet forward as well. Soothing and warm, those were the only thoughts that coursed through his head as his feet carried him deeper, raising an arm up to wipe away a trickle of water that threatened to spill down into his left eye. Be it from the steam that permeated the air or the women that cautiously observed him from afar, a few beads of sweat trickled down along his chiseled chest and the sides of his face.

Even before his shoulders were fully submerged, a soft, barely audible squeal drew his gaze upward, forcibly distending a grin from his formerly pursed lips. While he himself had been focused on making his way forward, Lucy had settled down beside her brown haired friend, to which Cana’s hands had both enveloped the blonde’s waist, but also sought out her bountiful breasts with a pronounced squeeze of her slender digits.

“Asked how your boy toy enjoyed the show yet?” Cana giggled, a wicked grin adorning her cheeks whilst her left hand, once draped around Lucy’s waist, roamed ever lower. Her lips, Natsu noted, were plump and pristine, pink and pursed, hovering dangerously close to Lucy’s-

“Cana,” a bright, cheerful voice resounded through the pool, forcing Natsu and Cana alike to straighten out their backs. “Why don’t you settle down for tonight?” Turning his head away from the lightly pouting, albeit subdued brunette, Natsu’s onyx eyes swiveled left and right, at long last landing upon the source of the voice from before.

Seated beside the seemingly hyperactive white haired girl that frantically fought to withhold her mirth, the woman whose long, straight white hair hung down along the length of her back tittered; a smile resembling that of a predator permeating upon her lips in spite of the reactions it received. A tuft of hair, what would undoubtedly have hung down her forehead instead, was pulled up into a tiny ponytail, framing the entirety of Mirajane Strauss’ face in a way that made her half lidded eyes seem all the more predominant.

In the midst of a misty pool that clouded the air with its steam, a lull of silence stretched out amongst the gathered fairies; a silence that, upon further inspection, was hardfought as a multitude of women tried to hide their smiles by turning their heads aside. The first one to break however, was without so much as a moment’s hesitation the pistachio haired woman that sat across the pool from where Mirajane’s now attentive eyes were placed. A woman he had only ever seen adorned by a lot of leather and a vest, Bisca, failed to withhold her giggling anymore.

“It’s probably best to ignore Cana’s antics, she meant nothing by it.” Another woman with a long mane of wavy light brown hair spoke up, drawing Natsu’s attention towards her… before he hastily whipped it aside. Unlike her peers that held their assets submerged, this one was by no means so shy, openly holding herself up in a way that left her chest completely and utterly exposed. “Can’t help the girl from being curious though…” Evergreen muttered, more so to herself than anyone else.

Tilting his head to the side where he stood, it took the bachelor a moment to catch on before, with a series of rapid blinks, he all but flung himself down into one of the submerged stone seats. In the midst of Cana’s teasing and Mirajane’s attempt to maintain order, his eyes had wandered, taking in each woman in turn, all the while failing to notice the way his arousal had grown harder than ever before. Although he thought he was spent, his dick was, without a doubt, the hardest, most prominent part about him at that point in time.

“It’s good to finally meet the man we’ve heard so much about~” Bisca, the resident cowgirl of the dancers, flashed the pinkette a smile as if his blatant arousal had slipped her by. The only response she received however, as Lucy moved a foot away from the ever pouting Cana to close in on Natsu, was a dumbfounded, albeit confused expression with two pink eyebrows furrowed together.

Sinking down into a faded lull for what felt like a small eternity on his behalf, the silence that seemingly stretched on lasted only for a moment in real time. Whether their pink haired guest understood Bisca’s meaning or not, the radiant blush that adorned Lucy’s cheeks was, without a doubt, enough of a tell for the ladies present.

When the gathered ladies began to talk anew, Natsu turned his head aside, peering down into Lucy’s resplendent eyes with what felt like a dozen questions on his mind. The first one that reached his lips however, was one that Lucy herself hadn’t thought to bring up.

“What made everyone settle down here, anyway?” It had been meant for Lucy’s ears alone, however, unaccustomed to the acoustics of the hot spring as he was, his voice carried out across the seemingly limitless expanse that was the natural spring. Across the way, as a myriad of expressions shifted and morphed, Natsu not only became adamantly aware that they had overheard his question, but some even seemed compelled to respond in kind.

Raising a hand from across the pond, a woman he had yet to pay too much attention to captured his attention, followed quickly by his eyes trailing up and down along the deep scarlet colored mane of hair that ran down the side of her face, covering up an eye in the process. “I won’t answer for the others, but I, at least, came here with Jellal a long time ago. Before anyone here, I believe?” Turning her head to the left and right alike, Erza Scarlet spoke up in a calm and even manner, flashing their guest a small smile of reassurance.

Nodding his head silently, Natsu stored that little nugget of information away, turning his head to the left when the faint sound of splashing water reached his ears. “Lulu came in with me, after I caught her in the act in college~” Levy McGarden practically purred out, sinking her petite frame down into the pool no more than an inch to Natsu’s left, much to his manhood’s throbbing enjoyment.

“Did Jellal give you my robe by the way?” That following question was issued to Natsu in particular, though not so much as an ounce of annoyance could be found upon the blue haired woman’s porcelain-like complexion.

“I… think so? That would explain why it was so small…” Trailing off, Natsu pressed his thumb and index finger around his chin, fighting off a grin as a crimson colored blush began to spread out across Levy’s cheeks. A faint round of laughter rang out at the thought of the much larger male wandering around in Levy’s robe, but naught more was said on the matter.

Raising a slender hand out from the depths of the pool, Levy pointed her index finger in Evergreen’s general direction, dragging Natsu’s attention there once more. “Evergreen, you might have seen a bit of. She used to be in this one porn agency and might have done a few scenes that were too rough for the general populace.” Flashing the aforementioned brunette a smug smile, Levy giggled to herself, sinking down so that her lips were submerged as well.

“Oh, please. There was nothing wrong with the scenes, just the guys involved. Hooking up with you was pretty fun though!” Slinging an arm around Bisca’s slender shoulders, Evergreen flashed both her neighbor and Natsu a soothing smile; genuine praise, the bachelor noted. “We did that threesome, remember? I didn’t think anyone could ride a bull that hard, but there you were, a milf in the making~”

Tilting his head at the sound of that, Natsu at long last turned his gaze upon Bisca, a woman that practically sank beneath the water’s edge in a vain attempt to hide from Evergreen’s praise.

“You’re married?” Natsu asked, a bewildered look upon his face as Bisca arose from the depths once more.

“Yes, yes. Married with a daughter!” Bisca’s reply caught him as much off guard as it confounded his mind. “You might have seen my husband, actually. Long black hair, scruffy looking fellow. He often comes by to hog my time at work, the greedy guy~” Crossing her arms beneath her bust, Bisca’s expression changed, though the smile upon her lips was as genuine as ever.

Blinking his eyes rapidly, it dawned on him that the singular person he hadn’t heard anything from was the blonde that sat no more than a few inches to his right, aside from the Strauss family and Cana. With wide eyes, Natsu slowly shifted his gaze towards her, tilting his head to the side while gently poking his thumb into the side of Lucy’s stomach. “And you?”

What met him there was not the comfortable, calming gaze he so often saw upon the blonde, nor was it the aesthetic that had drawn his eyes towards her at first. When Lucy Heartfilia looked to the side, an ounce of something strange hovered within her eyes; a sensation that Natsu recognized all too easily, based solely on himself. Vulnerability.

“I, er… ran away from home?” Lucy offered sheepishly, raising her shoulders to emulate a shrug before Levy continued on her friend’s behalf.

“What she means to say is, she ran away from home, went to college, and when I walked in on her, she had six or seven guys exhausted on the floor while getting absolutely-” Bolting upright on his right, Lucy practically threw herself across Natsu’s lap to silence her blue haired friend, a radiant blush upon her cheeks even as her hands flailed about to silence the petite woman on Natsu’s left flank.

“Yes, thank you very much Levy!” Lucy mouthed off between giggling, subconsciously pressing her chest into Natsu’s groin as she and Levy alike fell down into the depths of the pool.

From that point onward, the discussions of their origins were all but dropped, leaving each and every fairy present to talk amongst themselves. Bisca and Evergreen entered into a rather serious debate about cosmetics, something Natsu had never truly expected, while Mirajane and Lisanna talked about things that flew past the bachelor’s head. At one point in time, the word Opera crossed through the room, along with a mention of college, though neither point lingered within the pinkette’s mind for long. Perhaps, had Lucy’s boobs not pressed themselves against the rigid pole that was his cock, Natsu might have taken the time to discuss more things than that with the other ladies present.

“So, who’re you hookin’ up with next?” The question came as a surprise, a suckerpunch that made Natsu tense and caused Lucy to suspend her squabbling with Levy.

Across the pool, the one that had asked was neither the bright and bubbly Lisanna, nor was it the flirtatious Cana on his right. Seated upright with a soft, albeit confident smile upon her lips, the scarlet haired woman whose name was derived from the color of her hair observed him for his reaction, sipping a glass of pale colored liquid. Erza was, without a doubt, the bluntest among the fairies, though the question alone had drawn the intrigue of the others.

Standing upright in a vain attempt to find her seat anew, Lucy looked on with wide, unblinking eyes as Cana arose from her seat; a slow, sauntering sway to her hips even as her large, bountiful breasts jiggled with her each and every step. Cleared away a fair bit by her teasing with Lucy, Levy merely cast a sidelong glance in Natsu’s general direction before, with a very purposeful placement, the view of the petite blue haired woman was obstructed by a pair of tanned tits.

“He’s obviously fucking me next, right?~” Cana muttered, an arm casually slung across the bachelor’s shoulders whilst her breasts were purposely pressed up against the side of his face, borderline suffocating the pinkette where he sat.

“On the contrary, I’ve been looking for someone just like him to do another scene with. Surely, he wouldn’t mind?” Evergreen rebutted, taking her place on Natsu’s right to stubbornly press her equally sized chest into their guest’s face, rubbing her bright pink nipples up against Cana’s darker ones.

Captivated between what would normally be a bachelor’s paradise, squished between the breasts of two very well endowed women, Natsu himself could do little more than breathe, attempting what little he could to free himself from his prison. Had he not been overly cautious about what to do and not to do as a guest in Fairy Tail’s private hot spring, then his hands might very well have reached down and out to cup both Cana and Evergreen’s pussies directly.

What he hadn’t expected at all was to receive a lifeline in the form of two deceptively strong hands, outstretched from beneath to envelop his hands with hers. With one strong yank, the squabbling fairies were pushed aside, and before he himself could steady his balance, his face was pressed down into the cleavage that was Lucy Heartfilia’s bust.

“Thank you for tonight, but I think it’s best if we just go!” Defiant to the last, Lucy grabbed ahold of Natsu’s hand, tugging him along no more than a second after the bachelor freed himself from the welcoming embrace that was her bust. Limping along, the pinkette could do no more than smile awkwardly, trying to angle his groin away from whichever woman ogled him at the time, succeeding only in granting Erza Scarlet a first row ticket to inspect his genitals.

Up the submerged stone stairway that separated the very depths of the pool from the dry, tiled surface above, Lucy stubbornly dragged him away, striding up to the sliding doors that separated the two of them from the relative safety beyond. With a rough yank to the left and a stuck out tongue to the giggling women behind their backs, the blonde ushered them both to safety anew, respectfully easing the sliding doors shut once more.

Only then, safeguarded by a thin wooden divider, situated atop tatami mats with droplets of water running down the sides of their equally exposed bodies, did Natsu dare to heave in a mouthful of air. For any man, the spectacle he had been rescued from would undoubtedly be a dream come true. Yet, standing beside the heavily breathing woman by his side, the women beyond the wooden divider couldn’t so much as hold a candle by comparison.

“Hey, I’m really sorry about that-” Lucy began, a somber shake of her head sending waves of water across the floor. “They can get a little heated sometimes, like Jellal said, but they’re cool once you get to know them. We are a family here, weird as it is to say.” Turning her head aside to regard the bachelor there, a soft, barely visible smile crested her otherwise pink and plump lips.

Shaking his head in response however, Natsu’s hands instead focused on clearing his face and head from as much water as he could, running several long, purposeful passes through his hair to do as much. “Don’t worry about it. The guys in my dorm probably wouldn’t be much better if you walked in like… this.” Motioning with a hand, his sentence fell short, left to do little more than gawk as the sight before him sank in once more.

Fidgeting upon the floor, Lucy truly was a piece of divinity in his mind, an angel sent down upon the earth by the celestials above, bearing keys to unlock the hearts and desires of every man upon the earth. From the sleek, curvaceous frame that adorned her form to the face that turned itself towards him, all the way up to the blonde hair that cascaded down along the sides of her head-

With a start and a twist, the selfsame blonde he mentally adored turned her gaze upon his, taking but a single step forward to press her breasts against Natsu’s chest. Hands raised to cup the sides of his face, a softness unlike any he had felt before settled itself upon his lips, drawing him deeper still into her benevolent embrace in a way that snatched his breath away. A single kiss, deep and comforting, conveying what a thousand words could not. Almost as quickly as it began, the warmth that was her embrace receded, though on Natsu’s behalf, his lips lingered, attempting to follow along and draw her in anew, even as she pulled away.

“Thank you, again. Not many people would come to watch an orgy they weren’t scheduled to participate in.” Casting her gaze downward upon the tatami mats that made up the floor, the blonde seductress fidgeted, toes brushing up against one another whilst her fingers twiddled in place. “Think we could change that, next time?”
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