Fairytail x Reader Lemons + Fluff

Lyon

Lemon
Zombie Apocalypse AU
Warnings: Oral (fem rec.), violence.
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     You sliced another infected creature in half, watching their body slide apart. And it crawled towards you, still groaning out something incoherent. "I have to give it to you undead freaks, you don't give up." You laughed sarcastically, plunging your knife into it's head. "No matter the circumstances."
     You grunted, pulling the small blade out of its parietal lobe. You wiped to goo off with a baby wipe which you recently found in the pocket of your khaki shorts, placing the weapon in your waistband.
     Turning around, you noticed a small building a little far away. "How had I not noticed that before?" You asked the zombie, "I guess you're right, I am very ignorant."

     How long had it been since you had human contact? Roughly two years.

     The ground below you crunched, something as simple as the seasons could brighten your day. After all, it was the apocolypse, if you didn't enjoy the little things there would truly be no point in living.
     Finally you reached the doors, and pushed them open quietly. Whatever you expected wasn't there. Maybe it was to be harassed by rotting corpses, maybe it was something else, but whatever it was it wasn't here.
     Cautiously, you took a step forward. It was clean in here, you noted, walking farther into the building. The walls were decorated, there were about four rooms you could've went into but you were too busy admiring the scenery.
     There was one picture on the wall which sparked your attention, it was a bit worn and you realized that quickly. "Lamia Scale." You read, running your fingers against the dusty piece of fabric which was nailed against the wall. Your eyes traveled to the dust which coated your fingers, and you wiped it off onto your white shirt.
     So you continued on, unaware of the eyes which watched you from afar with interest. You had made it to the wall, reaching out and touching it you gasped. Yanking your hand back, brown paint touched your hands. "Oh no." This place was preoccupied.
     Rapid clicking of shoes against the tile floor broke you out of your trance. You spun around, catching a dark pink silhouette slamming a door. Quickly you ran into a room, hiding behind a queen-sized bed in fear.

     "This is the end for me." You muttered.

     The door clicked open, you shook in fear, holding your knees to your chest. It shut behind whoever walked in. The person walked around the bed, a fierce expression on his face made you tremble; You knew there were multiple people here and you had been alone your journey. Why were you so helpless?
    
     "Who are you?" He asked, you looked at him with wide eyes before burying your head in your knees. You heard him sit on the bed, "Can you even speak?" You felt tears swell in your eyes before falling into your lap. This was pathetic.
 
     "Y/N." You said, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

     How long had it been since you'd seen a male again? Two years correct? Since your dad atleast. "Y/N huh?" He frowned, you nodded, eyeing him up in down.

     "Are you checking me out?" He chuckled, your eyebrows furrowed together in confusion.  "Huh? What's that? Nevermind. How long has it been since the apocolypse started?" You asked shyly.

     "About five years." That explains it, you hadn't talked to another person for five years. Possibly longer due to the lack of public schooling since you'd been homeschooled from the start.
     You frowned, burying your head in your knees again. The guy cleared his throat and held his hand out for you to grab.
    
     "Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, you grabbed his hand. He pulled you up to stand infront of his sitting position on the bed. "Well it seems I haven't talked to another person in five years." You mumbled.
     He looked shocked none-the-less and rubbed your arms comfortingly. You may not have had much human contact but you knew this was something strangers usually didn't do to eachother. "Why don't you go take a shower, and I'll personally make you some food."