Fairytail x Reader Lemons + Fluff

Sting

Lemon
ItzJustJules
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You had just joined the Sabertooth guild, registered as an unknown magic type. You didn't want people to know that you were the last Ice Dragon Slayer. You weren't the strongest, probably ranked something above Erza. Yet you didn't know why she always beat you. But today, Erza didn't matter, the battle did.

Sting and you teamed up for a job. Your peppy exterior, which could also be almost emo sometimes seemed to shine through specifically today. Today was your beloved Sting's birthday. "Sting! What do you wanna do!?" You asked excitedly, "How about we go get a hotel room first."

He had agreed to get two separate rooms, you wouldn't let him go with one, since at night your body temperature decreased by a huge bit. You wouldn't want him thinking you were dead, that would be bad if you woke up in a body bag. "Ah! That makes sense, Gomenasi Sting, but I forgot to bring my Jewels, mind paying this time? I promise I'll make it up to you." He scoffed playfully, saying back, "So immature,"

You giggled, admiring the silence that came after. "Why don't you want to tell us your power?" He asked, breaking it. "I- Safety reasons," He nodded, "So is someone after you?" "I guess, I mean, I don't really know. People have been looking to confirm- nevermind."

You could turn into a dragon. But why would you do that?

"Lets just say my magic is rare. Worth money to see,"

Sting whips around, a grin on his face. "Then you'll need someone to protect you, like a bodyguard, like a Sting Eucliffe." He coughed, continuing on. "I'll protect you." "Well then I need something of yours to protect." You whispered to him. "Maybe your last name?"

"Deal."

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You guys had made it to the hotel, and Sting was trying to forge a deal with the bellhop. "But sir, she's a lady and has certain needs to attend to." He said, unfazed by the foot colliding with his knee.

"I'm sorry sir, but you barely have enough for one room." The bellhop turned around, grabbing the key and handing it to them "I even gave you the rooftop room since your Sting Eucliffe! And uh... (Y/N)" He explained.

Sting turned on his heel, stomping up the stairs. You followed cautiously.

As soon as you reached the rooftop you walked into the room located dead center of the hotel.

"Agarito?" You muttered, sounding much like a question. He growled back at you, throwing his suspender things at the wall. You blushed, laying on the bed. Sting grabbed a towel and started to walk into the bathroom. "No," You said to him, he stopped and looked at you. "What?" He asked. "Can you come here for a second?" You asked, smiling at him. He looked at you curiously, coming over. "Follow me,"

Out of the room you went, and into the open. Your neck craned up towards the sky. "You watching?" "Yes."

"Ice Dragon Roar," You whispered, ice came hurling out of your mouth from seemingly nowhere. "Holy Sh*t," He yelled, normally he didn't cuss. The ice faded, hitting the hot atmosphere. For a second it seemed like rain, and you didn't want to turn your head towards him. The water sat on your face and your mind went blank. You weren't thinking about the negative reaction he supposedly was going to say. But this little gaze had to end someday.

"So what did you- Mmm~" His lips collided with yours in a seemingly endless fountain of pleasure. "You're amazing," He breathed into your ear, you shuddered, he took your hand in his, leading you back into the room.

He flung you onto the bed, using his magic to create a shock.

Sting wasn't going to ruin the moment, this wasn't going to go slow.

(Mostly because the chapter is already seven hundred words)

You sat up, pulling his pants down, He bit down on your neck possessively. His hands traveled to your breasts squeezing them then tearing open your shirt. You gasped, pulling him into a sloppy kiss as you pulled off his shirt. "S~Sting..." You breathed out, he grinned, pulling off your pants and throwing them at the bathroom.

You smiled mischievously, and you grabbed him through him underneath his boxers. His eyes scrunched in pleasure and you found yourself to like that.

Your hand slid down him to caress the head before squeezing and running your hand back up. His hand grabbed your arm and placed it back on the bed. Kicking his boxers down the bed, he unhooked your bra. Immediately his mouth attacked you, leaving love bites and hickies all over your breasts. You moaned out, loving his intentions.

His hands traveled down to your underwear, he muttered a quick, empty apology before he ripped those off too. You gasped as he lifted your legs up onto his shoulders.

Then you remembered, during the time you were getting settled in, in the drawer, a condom laid with a note attached saying, "Better safe then sorry," Your hand flung itself to the drawer, Sting smirked, "I saw it too, but back away from the drawer." He saw your chest heave, and your face tense up. Sting leaned in close, breathing into your ear. "I'll pull out,"

All too sudden, he thrusted in, hitting the back of your wall. "Oh my Mavis,"

"Calling out someone else's name in bed? You need to be punished,"

He thrust forward, rubbing your clit with the force.

(Haha)

Your back arched into him as he caressed your skin. Your nails duh into his back as you yelled him name in hot passion.

"S~S~Stingggggg~!" You yelled, thrusting your hips up. They both collided and pulled out a desperate moan from you, and the other party.

He did pull out, and shot it at the floor, collapsing beside you. Your arm slapped itself down on his chest, and your snuggled next to him immediately. "Sting?" "Hmm?"

"How did showing you my powers make you so horny?"

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