This is a nice little Smut fic for my readers who have been good this past year, pairing Rufus/Lucy.

It is spicy, so be prepared ::Rated M for good reason.::

As always my name is Chrys Stone, not Hiro Mashima, so obviously I don't own Fairy Tail. At present this is only a one shot... it might be up for debate if a bunch of people enjoy it and want more. We shall see.

Lucy sighed as she slipped into a chair next to her very good friend, Levy. Said blue haired woman looked up from her book with an eyebrow raised in a silent question. Lucy placed an envelope on the bar top, the red wax seal smiling up at both of them. Levy's eyes grew wider as she recognized the symbol, and she looked back at the blonde with even more curiosity than before.

"Well, open it already." The cheerful voice of Mira-jane came from the other side of the counter as she set a nice cup of hot camomile tea and a small bottle of honey in front of the blonde woman. Lucy realized then that Mira wasn't the only one who had caught sight of the exchange, and she sighed heavily again. Erza (who suddenly materialized out of no where) offered a dagger as a substitute letter opener, which Lucy thanks her for while she broke the seal. She clear her throat and began to read it card out loud (due to the heated glared of her closest female friends).

"Miss Lucy Heartfilia is cordially invited to the Twenty First Birthday of her Majesty, Princess Hisui E. Fiore." Lucy felt the bottom drop out of her stomach, she was going to keep the rest of the note to herself, because she knew it was going to start a fight. The last thing she needed was another scuffle breaking out this early in the day.

"That is amazing!" Levy practically sparkled with excitement. "You are so lucky, royal events are usually restricted to nobility."

"Lucy-san and the Princess became very good friends after all the craziness that happened during the dragon invasion." Wendy gave Lucy a bright smile taking occupancy in the vacant seat next to Levy. "I'm not surprised she got invited to her birthday party at all."

"When is it?" Levy's excitement was on the brink of containment, and if the blonde made her wait much longer it was rather possible that she would explode.

"July the seventh." Lucy watched as several sets of eyes focused on her. She didn't even need to turn around to know that she had gotten the attention of one pink haired best friend who was already moving in her direction. "Isn't that funny, Hisui and I were born in the same week just several years apart?" She let out a nervous laugh to try and avoid her growing discomfort.

"That's right, you're birthday is July first." Natsu slung his arm around the blonde's shoulders with a bright smile, snatching the invitation with his other hand. He read it over and flipped it so he could read the back, his smile morphing into a wicked grin. "So who are you taking with you?" Leave it to her best friend to make matter worse.

"I was thinking of going alone actually." The Celestial mage shrugged the arm off her shoulders and started mixing the honey into the tea that Mira had supplied.

"Won't it be hard to dance by yourself?" Natsu leaned heavily on the bar, his wicked grin spreading, a spark of mischief igniting fire in his dark green eyes. "I mean I don't care if you look like a weirdo, but all those fancy pants rich people might."

"I hate you sometime, you know that right?" Lucy pinched the bridge of her nose with a deep sigh. "I'm not taking a date, end of story." She would rather bite off her own tongue then stepped into that trap.

"I don't think you should go alone." Mira added helpfully as she took the card from Natsu's hand. A quick glance told her what had Lucy so on edge. "It looks like Natsu is invited as well, since he is the only boy I know of who has pink hair." Lucy flushed crimson and snatched the card back. She didn't want anyone of her friends to come along, they always ended up destroying something, and this was a really big event. The damage could be catastrophic if she couldn't keep the boy entertained long enough.

"Is that so? I guess I'm coming with you then." The sense of self satisfaction in his voice made Lucy want to scream.

"I'm allowed four companions, and Hisui has asked that Natsu count as one." Lucy pinch the bridge of her nose, again, when a squeal sounded from all around her.

"Who will you be taking?" Mira was sparkling with excitement just as brightly as Levy had been before the little blue haired woman had fainted, falling off her chair in the process.

"Three people who can keep Natsu from ruining the whole palace." Lucy took a deep breath and went through a mental check list. "Right, Erza, and Juvia are the best choices, and one more." Lucy turned and looked around the hall before spotting the Thunder Legion on the second floor. Perfect. She broke away from her friends and raced up the stairs, stopping a foot away from the four mages who were observing her like she was a strange bug.

"Lucy, right? What do you need?" Freed raised an eye brow at the blonde, unsure of what to make of her presence.

"Evergreen, may I ask a favor?" Lucy rushed over and grabbed the older woman's hands, her eyes shining with determination, or was that desperation?

"Wh-what do you want?" Evergreen flushed under the gaze of the younger woman.

"Come with me to the Princess's birthday party, please!" There was a distinct groan of disapproval from the lower level.

"Shouldn't you be asking a guy, Cosplayer?" Lucy shot the helmeted man a glare before turning back to Evergreen.

"It'll be lots of fun, please!" The brunette pulled her hands back, and snapped open her fan to hide behind.

"I guess it would be improper for the Fairy Queen to turn down such an earnest request. When is it?" Lucy let out a cheer. If Natsu got out of line, even once, Evergreen could just turn him to stone.

"July the seventh, is that enough time to get a dress?" Evergreen nodded, and shooed the blonde away. She raced back down the stairs with a bright smile, stopping right in front of her pink haired friend. "If. you. break. anything. I. will. end. you." She punctuated each word with a jab to his toned chest.

The next two weeks on Lucy Heartfilia's life were spent defending her choice of companions and the blonde found herself going on job after job just to escape the persecution. July seventh came faster than she had ever thought possible, and with one last round of complaints the group left for the capitol city. Natsu was excited that the train didn't run to Crocus (what with the mountain range in between the Capitol and Magnolia) but his victory was short lived when Erza delivered a swift punch to his gut before throwing him in the back of an SE vehicle that Lucy had the foresight to rent.

Yukino pinched the bridge of her nose, and took a deep settling breath as she walked up the cobbled streets of Crocus. She had no idea how she had gotten herself into the current predicament, but she knew she needed to find a way out of it.

"Why are you even here?" She asked slowly to the tall blonde haired Master of the Sabertooth guild who casually had his arm thrown over her shoulders.

"You said that your Celestial Mage friend would be at this party, right? She doesn't go anywhere without Natsu-san, so it makes sense that he'll be there too." She sighed, and turned to the second of her tag-a-longs.

"And you, why are you here?" The dark haired man shrugged his shoulders, not bothering to avert his gaze from the road ahead.

"If Natsu-san is here, maybe Gajeel is as well." Yukino groaned and posed the same question to the two following behind.

"Free food?" Orga answered with a shrug of his shoulders.

"I've come to make sure our Master doesn't start a fight with Natsu." Rufus replied with a smile. "It would be in poor taste to brawl in the middle of the Princess's party."

"At least you have the proper intentions." She sighed for the umpteenth time, pulling the invitation out of her purse to show to the guard at the palace gates. "Please be on your best behavior guys, I really want to spend some time with Lucy-sama."

The five Sabertooth mages walked up the pathway in the dim evening light, in near silence after that. Sting of course mumbled under his breath about Rufus being a conceded ass hole for making him look uncool again, did that guy have no respect for his guild master?

Lucy wanted nothing more than to go right back to Magnolia at the moment, and hide in a deep dark hole, waiting for death to come. Natsu was the worst kind of pig, and was currently challenging the buffet table to a duel. He was making a fool of himself, and she made it a point to put some distance between them.

I do not know that lunatic, I do not know that lunatic. She repeated silently as she made her way to a shadowed area at the back of the hall, as far from the spectacle Natsu was creating as she could get. Lucy let herself drop into a chair with a deep sigh, as she played with the soft blue fabric of her evening gown, and sipped on the glass of wine that she had managed to swipe from a passing waiter's tray to replace her empty one.

"Hiding isn't proper party etiquette." The blonde woman jumped, spilling a small amount of the clear liquid onto her chest. "I didn't mean to scare you." He handed her a handkerchief with an apologetic smile. Lucy took the offered bit of cloth with a whispered thanks, mopping up the wine that had trail down her breast bone.

"I'm not really hiding, I just don't want to be around when Erza finally puts Natsu out of his misery." Lucy returned the smile now that she was dry and handed the cloth back. He set it on the table as he took a seat next to her. He offered a small laugh at her confession, as he rested his elbows on the table, propping his chin atop his laced fingers.

"So, Master Sting was correct in assuming that the boy would be where ever you are." Lucy sighed, again.

"If Princess Hisui had not specifically asked for Natsu to come along I would have made my best effort to attend without him." She folded her arms over her chest, a low growl made it into her voice as she spoke, making it perfectly clear that she did not want to talk about it any more.

"Our little flower was hoping to spend some time with you, would you mind if I lead her over here so I don't reveal your hiding place?" Lucy would have argued under normal circumstances that she had already told him she wasn't hiding, but she had better things to do than to pick a fight with one of Sabertooth's top mages.

"That's fine." Lucy gave a tired smile as she went back to sipping her wine.

A few minutes passed in peaceful bliss, and Lucy let herself enjoy the music floating from the dance floor. Her eyes slide closed as she imagined dancing with a handsome stranger who would whisper sweet things in her ear. Lucy was never the romantic sort, in fact she was a self professed tom-boy, hell bent on living life to the fullest. Who had time for things like dates and other mushy feely stuff when taking on the world one job request at a time? Even if that was the case, she was still a woman, and settings like this made it difficult not to feel the itch that she always denied herself.

Lucy didn't need a man to make her life complete, not when she had a guild full of the craziest, sweetest and most perverted ones she had ever had the pleasure (sometimes displeasure) of knowing. She was fulfilled in the emotional department to the point of over flowing, but on nights like these, (where she was working on her fifth glass of wine and the smell of mingling bodies hung heavily in the air) she let herself wonder what it would be like to be swept off her feet, and charmed into a man's bed.

Lucy began laughing at her own imagination, opening her eyes to see her light haired comrade chatting to her three companions as they headed in her direction. A moment of vicious jealousy struck the woman as she observed them. All of her companions were extremely attractive men (Orga was over fighting the food battle along side Natsu) and the blonde woman allowed herself a moment to just appreciate the look of them. Personalities aside, since she had never truly had a chance to get to know anyone other than Yukino herself, each of them was devastatingly handsome. Unlike the men that Lucy often associated with.

Fairy Tail was known for their beautiful woman more than the hand full of good looking guys. It wasn't like Lucy hadn't tried to envision something more; she could never seem to get past their oddities and little quirks long enough to imagine them as anything but her wild and crazy family. The men of Sabertooth however, were a completely different story. She could fantasize about them from sun up till sundown. It wasn't enough to completely satisfy her, but it was better than nothing.

"Lucy-sama, you look absolutely wonderful tonight!" The light haired woman rushed the last few feet to grab the other woman's hands with her own.

"The same goes for you, Yukino. That dress is fabulous." Lucy got up from her seat and wrapped her arms around her friend in a warm embrace. The two women gracefully lowed themselves into their seats, once Lucy pulled back.

"Why are you all the way back here? Shouldn't you be dance with Natsu-san?" Lucy letting out an unladylike squawk at the question.

"As if! Natsu is with his true love, the buffet table. So long as the servants keep bringing more food out, you'll never get him away from there." Yukino joined in the laughter as Lucy continued. "Plus we learned a while ago that dancing makes his motion sickness act up. He's hopeless, completely and utterly hopeless."

"It must be hard to date someone like him." Yukino added with a sympathetic smile, unfortunately for Lucy she had just taken a drink of her wine, and ended up choking.

"Wh-who ever said I would date that fire breathing idiot?" She coughed, trying to regain her senses. "He's doesn't have the mental fortitude to understand what that is, no matter how awesome he can get during a fight. He is a child at heart and will always be one."

"Sorry, I just assumed since you two are always together." Yukino played with her finger tips trying to avoiding the blonde woman's gaze.

"No, no I understand. You aren't the first person to make that assumption, no matter how off base it is. It isn't like that, he's more like a duck following the person who willingly feeds him." Lucy finished the last of her drink with a soft sigh. "Before you ask, because I can see the wheels working in that brain of yours, the answer is no."

"How do you know what I was going to ask, it could be something completely different!" The light haired woman puffed her cheeks out and folded her arms over her silver gown.

"I'm good at reading people, it a curse really. I am dead serious I am in no way involved with ANY of the maniacs in my guild. I've managed to preserve my sanity this long by staying far away from that little predicament." Yukino couldn't hold back her laughter as her eyes went wide, Lucy shook her head in disapproval.

"You are right, that was my question! I can see your point too, I mean what if you started seeing someone and it ends badly? What would you do, ignore each other? Or would the guild become a battle field?" Her eyes were wide as she swung her arms around in a dramatic fashion.

"Our guild already is a battle field, it starts around nine in the morning, until about ten at night. They break for breakfast, lunch and dinner; children need their routines you know." Lucy let herself laugh at her own comment, before flagging down a waiter with a tray full of fresh wine glasses. She was amused when he thought that he was going to walk away with the tray, Lucy promptly relieved him of it with an angelic smile that had him stuttering before he ran off to get a new tray.

"So we saw Erza and Natsu, who else did you bring tonight?" Yukino took one of the glasses, much to Lucy's dismay. She had fully intended to act like Cana if only for a little while, and indulge till she could no longer feel the nose on her own face. It was rare for her to drink in such abundance, but the mortification of having to explain Natsu's behavior was a worthy cause.

"Evergreen and Juvia, for obvious reasons." Lucy started on glass number six, trying to ignore the questioning gaze of her female friend. When Yukino's glare only intensified Lucy relented. "Let me spell it out for you since you don't seem to understand. Natsu likes to burn things for his own amusement. This includes, but is not limited to, tables, chairs, people's heads, my outfits, and/or anything he finds himself wondering 'How long will this burn?'. Juvia is here to put out any such fires, and if he gets on my nerves I have Evergreen to turn him to stone. He absolutely can't cause damage if he is a statue."

"He sounds like a handful." Lucy turned to Rufus with an exasperated sigh.

"You don't know the half of it. That boy has a death wish, and one of these days I'll grant it for him." Moving on to glass number seven.

"Maybe I'll just kidnap you for a while, give you a little break." Yukino offered with a mischievous grin before reaching for another glass herself.

"Bad idea, he destroys things when I try to leave him behind." Lucy took a deep breath, plastering the smile back onto her face. "Enough about my idiot of a partner, I want to hear how you've been. It's been too long since the last time I saw you."

"Not much to report I'm afraid." Yukino lightly shrugged her shoulders. "I've been working, and... nope just working." Lucy nodded, her finger tapping her chin.

"You work solo don't you? I'm so jealous, you probably never get a reward reduced due to property damage." Yukino let out a startled laugh.

"I wasn't even aware something like that can happen." Lucy gave a sheepish look to her friend.

"When you work with three power houses that don't know how to restrain themselves... yeah, it happens a lot." By this point Lucy's complexion had taken on a rosy hue. She reached forward taking glass number eight.

"I remember back in the day, you guys littered Sorcerer Weekly articles with reports of damages totaling in the hundreds of thousands at one time." Sting decided to add.

"How is it that you and Mr. Doom and Gloom over there don't cause half as much damage as my fire and ice combo?" Lucy crossed her arms under her chest, tapping a foot on the floor. "Is there a trick to keeping them in line Yukino, you need to tell me, please!"

"Doom and Gloom?" Rogue asked with a raised eye brow as Sting laughed hysterically pointing at his dark haired friend.

"I don't have any say in what these two do." Yukino waved her hands in dismissal. "If I did they wouldn't be here." Lucy reached for a new glass, and was displeased to find them all empty.

"It took several years of training, and the fear of our last Master's wrath to keep damage to a minimum." Rufus answered in Yukino's place, he had already flagged down a waiter, and instructed that the man bring them several bottles this time around.

"Damn, it won't work then." Lucy laughed again feeling lighter as the anger slipped away.

It was only a few minutes before the waiter came back with a tray of fresh wine glasses, accompanied by another waiter who was holding two bottles of a red wine (Rufus had requested them specifically because the white wine was sub par). He thanked them both, and Lucy noticed that he slipped the man a tip rather discreetly. They proceeded to toast to Rogue (officially dubbing him as Mr. Doom and Gloom) and to good health before dissolving back into pockets of conversation about jobs that they had completed in the recent past.

Five bottles later, Lucy found herself unable to keep her thoughts to herself, as she looked around the table.

"Yuki-chan is so lucky." She whined leaning heavily on the girl's shoulder. "You are surrounded by delicious goodies all the time." Yukino was so drunk by this point that she grabbed Lucy's face in both her hands to keep her friend from splitting into separating entities.

"Luuuuuuuuuucy-sama, are you jealous of meeeeeeeeeee?" She teased lightly.

"Share you're stash of yummy treats with me, and I won't be anymore." Lucy shot a glance over the other woman's shoulder to examine Yukino's "goodies" and noticed that both Sting and Rogue had passed out on the table. She turned her head as far as Yukino's grasp would allow to the other side, amusement filling her as Rufus just smiled back.

"Luuuuuuuuuuucy-sama, I don't want to share." Yukino released Lucy's face, as she grabbed the last bottle of wine she could reach, cradling it against her ample chest.

"You." Lucy pointed a finger at the only conscious man at the table with a serious expression on her face. "What is the deal with the mask?"

"No, Lucy-sama don't ask about the mask!" Yukino squeaked "Anything but. the. mask." She was then forced into a fit of giggles so strong she fell over onto the floor.

"Forget the mask, how are you still sober?" Lucy leaned over, trying to find any trace that the blonde man was even remotely feeling the effects of what he had consumed. She stopped only a few inches from his face, and she could smell the wine drifting in the space between them. She couldn't tell if it was coming from him or herself.

"Practice my dear, years of practice." His grin was devastating, and Lucy found herself wanting to see how much it affected the rest of his face.

"The mask, take it off." She demanded, pulling herself up to her full height. "I want to talk to you properly." Her hand darted out one finger hooking the bottom portion of the fabric. It was as far as she could get, Rufus's hand had come up to stop her movements, his long gloved fingers wrapped around her wrist. He made a sound of disapproval, and then the grin was back.

"This does not affect my ability to have a proper conversation, I can assure you of that much." Lucy pouted, but Rufus didn't seem to be fazed by it in the slightest.

"I don't doubt your ability to carry a proper conversation, it's that I want to see your face."

"Not the mask Lucy-sama! Never, never never! The horror, oh the horror!" Yukino cried from the floor. The curiosity was killing the blonde woman, and she tried to free her hand so that she could remove the object that was obscuring her view of his features.

"Please?" She went limp after two minutes of constant fighting against his firm grasp. "Just a peek."

"How about this, if you are able to dance with me for more than one song I will let you remove the mask, if that is still your wish." Lucy gave no further thought to the subject; she had become obsessed with finding out just he was hiding behind that small piece of cloth.

"You have a deal." Lucy smiled brightly, and got to her feet. Determination filled her veins with adrenaline as she allowed herself to be lead back to the front of the ball room. She passed a very plump Natsu, who looked like he was in heaven while shoveling a full pie into his mouth; Erza was yelling at the boy to show some form of manners. Juvia wasn't far from the pair trying her best to tell the man she was talking to that Gray-sama was and would always be her only love. Just before they reached the floor they passed Evergreen who was enjoying the attention of her suitors. Lucy made note of their positions, but her focus was solely on the prize that was offered at the end of her little wager.

The walk was just long enough for Lucy to get her feet in order, and the lessons that had been drilled into her as a girl came back to the surface. Rufus was not going to win this, Lucy could waltz in her sleep if given the opportunity to do so. Lazily she took her position in his arms and waited for his first movement. He had picked the wrong challenge for a woman who was once the heiress of the richest family in the country, and within the first few steps Rufus seemed to have realized his error. Lucy was more graceful on the floor than half the others women he had ever danced with, even with the ungodly amount of wine she had consumed.

The sight of the two cleared the dance floor (at the Princess's command) leaving the two blondes to twirl around the open space in time to the music. Lucy would have had a satisfied smirk if she wasn't falling into old habits, her face was a mask of politeness, with a shy smile and eyes focused as she timed her steps. If Rufus wasn't careful she might even take the lead as they spun, he was more than excited by the challenge.

It became a battle between the two, drawling the attention of several guest that commented on the show.

"Sabertooth and Fairy Tail have to make a competition out of everything don't they?" A tall man huffed crossing his arms over his chest in annoyance.

"I would prefer this to having my whole town destroy." A young woman placed her hand on the man's arm comfortingly. "At least it looks like they are having fun."

The battle continued for three lengthy songs, and Lucy was beginning to feel the effects of her alcoholic haze starting to break. The battle would have continued longer, she was sure, if it wasn't for the Princess rushing up to her at the end of the third song.

"Lucy Heartfilia, what a wonderful Birthday Present indeed!" She clapped her hands merrily, her cheeks red with excitement, and of course, wine. "You are as radiant as ever." She reached forward and grabbed her friend and began to twirl her around the floor in Rufus's place.

"You flatter me, Princess." Lucy giggled along with her friend. "I am glad you are enjoying your birthday, that gown is absolutely stunning." The musicians were instructed to play something up beat, and the two women began to dance happily, as the floor filled with the Princess's guests again. After a while Lucy excused herself to find the rest room; she freshened her lipstick, and checked her mascara before heading back to join the party again. The music was drown out in the corridors of the castle, leaving Lucy time to examine her thoughts if she chose to, which she did not. The high of the night was to pleasant for allowing introversion to spoil it.

She started to hum a little tune as she moved along the hall, but stopped abruptly when she came face to face with Rufus once more. A thrill went through her as she remembered their 'wager' and she moved with purpose to stand in front of him. She stopped about half a foot away, so that she could reach out and touch him with ease.

"Do you still wish to remove my mask?" Lucy nodded, her throat too dry for speech. Rufus locked his hands behind his back, and told Lucy that he was ready whenever she was. She hesitated, examining his face for any signs of resistance, and only moved forward when she was satisfied that he wouldn't stop her this time.

Slowly she reached across the small distance between them, and first removed his hat, placing it on a nearby table that held fresh flowers in a decorative vase. Two long strands of his blonde hair fell down to cascade over his high cheek bones. Lucy took a moment to push them behind his ears (her stomach rolling with anxiety as his eyes slide shut) before reaching up to remove the small bit of sturdy fabric. She half expected there to be a large scar, or an awful mole hidden underneath, but she found neither. There wasn't a blemish in sight, only flawless skin stained with the faintest shades of pink just under his closed eyes. It was as if a romance novelist had brought one of their favorite noble heroes to life, and Lucy was just a lucky bystander to get to see the beauty that he/she had created. She placed the mask on the table with his hat, and took a long look over his face, noting the long yet fair lashes that framed dark green eyes, wait were they always that shade? Her breath caught in her throat when she realized that he had opened his eyes, and was watching her with an intensity that she had never felt before.

Lucy gave him a shy smile, reaching up to run her fingers around the outline of where the mask had been, and blushed as he leaned into the touch.

"I don't understand, why do you were it if there is nothing to hide?" The words were completely unbidden, but there was no taking them back at this point. "You are perfect."

The next few second made Yukino's warning a hell of a lot more clear. In a flash of movement Rufus had pulled her along with him into a small alcove where they wouldn't be seen. His hands trailed up the line of her jaw, tucking a loose strand behind her ear the same as she had done. She wanted to ask what was going on, why he was suddenly so silent, but before she could bat an eye lash he was already baring down on her. His warm breath fanned over her face just before he captured her lips with his own. Shock kept Lucy from responding immediately, but a when she felt his hands move to the back of her neck, she reciprocated.

Her hands went from being limp at her sides to buried wrist deep in his flowing hair, pulling him in deeper as her long ignored hunger flared. She forced him back an inch in her eager pursuit of something she couldn't name. In response she was lifted, and pressed with her back against the cold stone wall; the bottom of her gown road up around the swells of her thighs as she wrapped them around his waist. His hand slide up and down her sides, as if testing for a weak spot in the fabric of her evening gown, he found none. The kiss grew violent in the fever of her need, and she allowed his tongue to invade her mouth when she felt the faints hint of it running along her bottom lip. He tasted of wine, the sweet delicious red wine that she now knew was his drink of choice. He broke away, trailing steaming hot kisses down the line of her neck, nibbling and suckling as he neared the tops of her shoulders.

When his tongue darted out to trace the line of her collar bone to the center of her chest Lucy let out a gasp, followed by a soft moan as his mouth came back to hers. When the kiss broke again she took her time kissing up the line of his jaw to his ear, and bit down gently. "I don't know where this came from, but I like it." She whispered, her voice steeped in the same lust that was filling his deep green orbs. She expected to see surprise cross through them, but instead she saw pride. "Show me more."

She could feel his response throbbing against her, there was no need to exchange words to know he understood her demand. Suddenly she felt like they were both wearing to much clothing, and she shifted wondering if she could get in and out of her dress with out anyone realizing that she had done so. She hadn't expected the small move to take her need to a new level, as it pulled a soft groan from the man she was wrapped around. The sound was addictive, so she tested it again, rolling her hips forward so that the bulge brushed against her sensitive nerves once more. The smile she found so devastatingly handsome with the mask on took on a cruel feel as he growled low in his throat; his handed slide over her round back side and pulled her hips forward again. Lucy's brain shut off as her eyes slide closed, and he repeated the action again, pulling her off the wall just a little so he could get a better grasp. She bit her bottom lip as he allowed her a moment to catch her breath, before starting all over again. His hips bucked against hers as his mouth trailed over her sensitive neck once more. He groaned next to her ear, and the desire to satisfy her ever growing wanton desires took over.

Her hands released their hold, untangling from his hair to move down the lines of his arms and across his mid section. If she was in her right mind she would have suggested they find somewhere where it would be more difficult to be seen, but this particular side of the Celestial mage was thrilled at the fact that someone might walk down the hall at any moment. It added to the excitement of his hot kiss and lust filled hands. Rufus momentarily set her on the ground so that she could work more effectively as she fumbled with the buckle on his belt. She cursed under her breath several times before it finally came undone, and let out a small cheer when the pants finally gave way.

His gloves were quickly discarded along with his jacket, the pants however stayed pooled around his ankles where it would be easy to replace them. Lucy realized at that point that this wasn't going to be a drawn out process, he fully intended to jump right into the fire.

Rufus let out a small laugh at the sudden look of excited anxiety that filled the woman's chocolate brown eyes; he was past the point where they could find a place that was more private, where they could both scream and moan to their hearts content. He didn't really even care at the moment, she was beautiful and willing, her mouth coated in his favorite wine, and her breasts heaving with how breathless his touch was making her. The devil himself could have shown up and it wouldn't have stopped him from removing the small lace barrier before lifting her back up against the wall once more.

Lucy took a moment to unhook her key pouch from her garter, and lightly tossed it to the floor, knowing that the tell tale jingle of her keys in side might alert someone to their presence before she could get what she was after. Aquarius would understand, it wasn't really dropping them anyway.

His mouth covered her's again as he let his bare flesh mold against her moist skin. He would have relished making her scream his name, but he was still some what sensible enough to know that it was not a good idea. Rufus was in the mood to be a selfish bastard, and keep the small gasps and moans she was making all to himself. His tongue darted into her mouth once more, as he pushed forward, his erection planting as deeply as he could manage. Her small scream was muffled enough that they wouldn't draw attention to themselves, and he was satisfied that no one would be coming to see if she was hurt. The feeling of Lucy's warm soft insides was something he wanted to take his time to enjoy, at his own pace. The rest of the world be damned.

Lucy worked her hands around his back this time knotting them into the back of his shirt for extra support. She never imagined that the man who had looked so poised and regal in every interaction they had would be capable of such wild abandon. They were in a side hall in the royal palace, during a party, getting hot and heavy as if it was something he did all the time. It should have bothered her, but as he started to pull back she could no longer bring herself to care.

Once he was sure that she could stay quiet on her own Rufus let his mouth roam freely again. He began exploring and tasting every inch of exposed skin that he could reach, before shifting her weight to a different position so he could start the process over again. Her skin was smooth and nearly unmarked save for a few small scars that told of her countless fights, and hard won victories. She was a fighter, and yet she submitted without complaint to his every whim, the thought stroked his ego, spurring him to pick up his pace. He adjusted his grip so that his thumbs were locked into her hips, his fingers digging into the tender flesh of her lower cheeks.

Lucy was far beyond breathless as he pulled her hips down to meet every thrust; she had to fight the screams back as he buried himself deeper and deeper. She would have loved to pick up the pace, with the growing urgency in her gut demanding release, but his grip was like a vice controlling everything from the angle to the force with which their skin smacked against one another.

As his pace grew more reckless, Lucy wondered why it was that she denied herself this pleasure for so long. The burning was incredible, as it took over every other sense she had. Every time his buried himself fully it sent out a new wave from her pelvic floor shooting across her whole being in white hot lightning strikes. She cradled her head against his neck trying desperately to keep her volume under control as it happened over and over.

Lucy's soft mewls and whimpering of unfilled needs made him slow his pace for a minute, waiting for permission to continue. Two little words was all he needed.

She couldn't contain herself much longer, she wanted more, needed more.

"Don't stop, dear god please don't stop."

The speed of his thrusts increased again, driving him in even deeper than before. She bit back a moan as he hit a sensitive spot that she hadn't even dreamed existed. His mouth took turns between heatedly kissing her mouth and devouring every inch of flesh that wasn't covered by her evening gown.

Rufus was getting closer by the second, so he gently slow, and turned her around so that her hands were against the wall bending her forward. It was so much easier to get a good grip on her full hips as he pushed her dress up around her stomach and back. The sweet moan as he entered her again was nearly his undoing, but he held back wanting to hear more of it, more of her. He let a low hiss out as he felt her walls start to tighten, and knew he needed to hold back just a little longer.

"Almost." She panted. "Don't stop yet, Rufus."

Spasms of pleasure rocked her, as he let out a broken groan that sounded almost like her name. The pressure was at it's maximum and she knew she was already at the top of the cliff inches from the edge, and form the sounds of his ever growing grunts and low growls so was he. Feeling brave she let out one last drawn out moan.

"Rufus, come for me." In the heat of the moment it felt like the right thing to say, even if she knew someone might be able to hear since she hadn't allowed herself to muffle the command.

"Lucy." It was the first time he had spoken, and the sound of his lust thick voice calling to her sent her over the edge, and she started the free fall back to Earthland. He was right behind, letting out as hiss as his body shook with quick and violent thrusts she could feel him pulsate and then heat bloomed inside. They both stood for a miniute, chest heaving and heart racing before they broke apart. Rufus immediately, fixed himseld and handing her the lace panties and key pouch with a lecherous grin. He leaned in next to her ear and whispered. "Next time you decide you want to take my mask off make it some where more conducive for play time."

He pulled back and spun to collect his other items, leaving Lucy to catch her breath again. Soon she could feel the after math of both their releases on her inner thighs, and she hurried to the bathroom to fix herself up.

She dabbed her sweat soaked skin and cleaned the last of the proof of her indiscretion away, replacing her undergarment only when she was dry once more. A long glance in the mirror showed her swollen lips and tiny red marks around her neck and the tops of her breasts. The smeared lipstick was an easy fix, but she was sure to get questions about the marks. She took a deep breath, knowing that she would have a lot of explaining to do when she found her friends again, and made her way back into the hall. To her amusement Rufus was standing there with his hat and mask back in place, along with a knowing smile. Lucy took a moment to just stand there and let it all sink in. The smile on his face was some how softer, his green eyes almost two shades lighter.

He was still just as perfect though.

"Does that happen every time you take the mask off?" She tilted her head to the side, with a wicked smile. "If it does I may have to make it my goal in life to convince you to get rid of it altogether." The blonde woman walked past the tall man, a gleam of challenge in her eyes.

"I think that might be an interesting change of pace." Rufus laughed lightly as he caught up to her. "You should probably consider a different location though, I can't guarantee comfort when I'm like that."

"I will keep that in mind the next time we cross paths. Good night Rufus." Lucy didn't wait for a reply as she entered the hall again, her hips swaying with feminine pride.

The Sabertooth mage watched as he leaned heavily against the wall, amusement dancing in his soft green eyes. To think, he had only tagged along to keep Sting from starting a war in his spare time. Never in a million years did he dream that he could ever have a chance with the blonde bomb shell who was the resident sweet heart of Fairy Tail. He may not have had a full recollection of what happens when his mask is removed, but from the way her swollen and bruised lips look along with the slick feeling still coating his manhood, it was clear that he did in fact stand a very good chance. Rufus decided that he would need to come up with a reason to visit Magnolia, the more often the better.