Fairy Tail Lemons

Shy Sex

Sabertooth had recently taken it upon themselves to build a giant swimming pool. Why? Perhaps because they could. The guild had some rough patches during the Grand Magic Games, but things were beginning to look up with a new master and Minerva back in the guild but with a healthier attitude than before. Y/N was certainly grateful for all the changes, having already wanted to leave Sabertooth, but not wanting to deal with the hassle that might come from such an action.

The whole lot of them had already gone out to enjoy the pool, but Y/N? "Nah, I'd procrastinate." That was Y/N's excuse for why he didn't bother joining them. He'd never admit that being social was never one of his greatest skills, which made it far worse that he happened to join Saberooth. Of course it could have been even more intense; Fairy Tail seemed rambunctious every single time. Extended exposure to it would likely drive him mad.

It did look fun, he couldn't lie. Rogue and Sting were most hype about the event, even taking to using their Dragon Slayer elements and duelling about, which wasn't even the smartest idea; it was straight spastic behaviour. Frosch and Lector made things far more intense as they supported the two of them, requiring Orga and Rufus to step in and stop the two, not before Orga joined in on the fun first.

"He really should have thought about that," Y/N commented, watching everyone in the pool get a taste of lightning as Orga had the bright idea to use his elemental magic in a body of water. Only Yukino was really safe from the mess of it all, having been far away in a way that felt all too familiar for Y/N. 'Huh? She's just like me, I guess,' he thought to himself, laying back on his bed and letting rest take him.

***

Midnight had hit, the guise of darkness was the perfect time for Y/N to get in there. He didn't have the confidence to really go out when everyone was around, but it was different here. Rummaging through his drawers, Y/N held the fabric and clenched it. "I should have bought better swimming attire when they were in the pool," he told himself, feeling embarrassed and silly at clutching the speedos.

Still, that was all, so Y/N opted to go for them while taking it as painful reminder of what to do next time; if Y/N even bothered to learn from his mistakes. Y/N looking up into the sky, taking in the lunar symbol and lamenting about a lot of things, still stuck on the speedos. It was a painful habit of his, hyper focusing and shaming himself in minor errors. Would he get better? Y/N had no clue, but he shook those thoughts out. He came to relax in the pool, not to complain.

Resting his body, Y/N dropped down and let his hands rest. "Huh, they put some inflatable pool balls," he muttered to himself, confuzzled and letting his fingers get in there. Y/N wasting no time in excessively groping it, feeling the warmth of it. It was all too real, crafted a bit too perfectly, and yet it didn't have the characteristic of something man-made.

"A ghost?!" a familiar, sensitive voice spoke.

The next moments between the both of them played like a comedy sketch. Having now realised he was groping full-powered ass meat, the response hit her with full force. The bikini top breaking like her self-esteem in the past as it shot out to Y/N. The girl reaching out to grab it, only for the sight of the bikini top in Y/N's view to speed up the incorrect route of blood flow. Confusion turning into embarrassment, awe, and far more as his large tip pricked her nose without looking even a tenth ready for breeding battle (the first thought that came into her mind when she spotted it).

Never mind the fact that the erection was strong enough to remove the speedos, she pointed at him in shock. "Y-Y/N!"

"Yukino!" he responded back, playing the finger came back at her as the both of them took in each other's body; their eyes naturally falling to the spots that really mattered. They were fine as Mages, but the real magic were on the sexual weapons the both of them were packing. So focused it removed their embarrassment at being seen by one another until they came back to their senses.