Fairy Tail Lemons

Stress-relieving Sex (Flare)

Flare sighed after her match with Lucy. Part of her felt guilty for what she did, especially since Lucy ended up getting ridiculed for losing a rigged match. 'But I'm a part of a Dark Guild... Still, why do I feel so ashamed of myself?' she thought to herself, her feelings looping in a gloomy puddle of a guilt-stricken conscience.

"Didn't expect the loser to have such a gloomy face. Your face looks like you got an undeserved victory..."

Quickly, Flare shifted away. 'I didn't even see or hear him. Who is he?' she thought as she shuffled away, looking nervous and trying to appear mighty.

Y/N sighed. 'I feel like I've stumbled upon a therapy session.' Sitting down, Y/N looked deep into Flare's eyes, making the latter nervous and her hair was ready to strangle him. "Because of my stupid tendency to help some people in need, I want to hear all about your situation. If you don't tell me anything, I'll do unspeakable things. Got it..."

Flare shivered at the words. His aura shifted between amicable to coercive. Just like her confidence, her hair dropped back into its normal hairstyle and panted, chest beating heavy against her heart's heavy breathing. "O-okay."

Revealing her heavy heart, Flare broke down into tears while Y/N watched with a stoic countenance at all her cries. Y/N just waited and waited until the water works stopped. "You done? Have you finished confessing?" Y/N asked, the tone could be taken as a normal question, or rude.

"Erm, yes."

Y/N nodded. "Now that you let everything out, how do you feel? It's fine for you to have guilt for what you did. Since I know about your past, why don't you just leave the guild that has made you turn from your ways? You admit that you thought the hate towards Fairy Tail was natural. Therefore, just apologize and things might work out. Fairy Tail have been known to be that type of guild."

Flare's eyes were leaking a bit as she looked towards her unofficial therapist in thanks. "I-I'll do that!" she said, running off.

***

It had been awhile since Flare had left Y/N to go and try and amend things with Lucy. "I wish we could have stayed and talked a bit longer but I guess it's fine like this," he told himself, opening up his door only to find.

"Hello," Flare said.

"Not that I'm not glad to see you but how the hell did you get in?" Y/N asked. 'Your lucky it's only you, Flare.'

Flare shook her head. "That's not what you should be worrying about." Flare moved from up off the bed and wrapped her arms around Y/N's neck and brought him onto the bed. "Things went well with Lucy. I'm surprised she forgave me so easily. I was so scared that I wanted to run away from doing this multiple times... but I stayed and it ended up working out. I want to thank you," she said.

"I mean, if you get me some nice food—"

Flare silenced his request as she pressed her lips against his and held him tightly, her red locks joining in and pushing the two closer to each other. She pressed her lips back as she smiled, her lips glossy from the encounter. "I think this is better than food, right?" she asked with a smile.

"Well yes but no."

It seems that point didn't matter to Flare because she threw Y/N, with strength that Y/N didn't expect, onto the bed and hungrily pursued his lips as she continued to fuel the ever-burning desires in her body, smiles all the way as her sensual lips scraped against Y/N, who was beginning to fall under the effects of his own libidio.

'I didn't expect this but it's pretty nice,' Y/N thought to himself as he could feel the squashed flesh of Flare's boobs pressed against his while Y/N had the brilliant idea to run his finger down her back at a slow enough pace.