You hadn’t been in the Fairy Tail guild for long but there was one female mage there who had well and truly caught your eye.
She was mostly quiet, but when she did speak she was serious and blunt but mostly it was that enigmatic energy that she exuded that drew you to her. You felt like she had secrets that she hadn’t told anyone else.
Alone one afternoon in the guild eating area, you finally had an opportunity to talk to her but she didn’t seem interested, choosing instead to throw back copious amounts of alcohol.
Defeated, you decided to stop chasing her and maybe try and get with one of the other girls but they just didn’t have that intrigue like she did.
“Oi,” she grunted to you when you lay your head down on the table and stared across at the wall away from her, “what’s got you down?”
You rolled your head the other way and looked at her, your dead expression giving nothing away.
“Nothing,” you said blandly.
“Don’t give me that bullshit,” she said as she spun her legs over the back of the bench seat you both were sitting on and leaned back on her elbows, raising her drinking glass to her lips again to drink more.
“It’s fine,” you replied, rolling your head back the other way again.
“You know, being a sook isn’t going to make me like you…” she mumbled before drinking some more.
You whipped your head back towards her and stared.
“You know?” you asked with dejection.
“It’s pretty darn obvious,” she replied with a smirk, “you try too hard.”
“W-Well I just wanted you to kinda… get it… without me saying anything, you know?” you mumbled in defense.
“Doesn’t matter,” she replied with a shrug, “if you come over here I’ll give you something nice.”
“What ‘nice’ thing? I’m scared,” you joked, sliding along the bench seat towards her, “is it a kiss? I wouldn’t object to a kiss.”
“Ha!” she laughed, dropping her drink down on the table behind her and spinning her legs back around so that they were under the table again.
She scooted closer to you so that her pant covered legs were touching yours, then she turned her head and looked deep into your eyes, her long eyelashes suddenly making her look more feminine than usual.
You swallowed thickly and glanced at her lips then back to her pretty eyes, half expecting her to lean in and kiss you even though she had just laughed at your suggestion a second ago.
“A kiss? Is that all? How innocent are you?” she teased, reaching under the table and sliding the palm of her hand up the centre of your thigh.
Your sharp inhale caught in your throat and you bit down on your tongue hastily to stop yourself from saying anything stupid. You really wanted this to go right!
“What if I….” her voice trailed off as she slid her hand to your inner thigh and massaged you there, her hand dangerously close to your semi hard cock that was rapidly becoming stiff.
“You’d?….” you whispered.
She nodded and ran her hand into between your legs, massaging and palming the growing bulge there.
“Oh? You feel quite big, Y/N?” she mused, dragging her nails down your length now that she could feel every inch of you because your cock was imprinted into the inside of your pants.
“I-I won’t object to you wanting to find out just how big I am.” You tried to flirt, but her hand caressing your cock was causing your brain to fart.
“Hmmm? Here? In this room? Well, if you want to be daring?” she commented, undoing your fly and tugging your briefs down a little so that she could reach inside and unfurl your cramped up cock.
You let out a small groan of thanks as she straightened you up and stroked your length from base to tip then back down again.
“Good god!” she said with surprise as she leaned back a little to look under the table at you, “you gotta be at least 9 inches!”
“Yeah… uh… I dunno, I’ve never measured,” you replied sheepishly, your balls contracting as she used her long nails to stimulate just under the head of your cock then drag down towards your balls, “god, that feels good,” you sighed, your body shivering with delight.
As she stroked you- varying the pressure and placement of her nails, you internalized. So taken by the feeling were you, that you didn’t notice some of the guild members returning.
Cana was smart though, reaching out for her glass of alcohol and raising it to her lips so that it just looked like you and her were sitting side by side relaxing.
If only they had seen under the table, how her gently gripped hand was twisting lightly over your shaft and pumping you every so often.
At one point Macao came over and tried to talk to her but she didn’t speak much and he left, leaving her to continue her work on you.
Your bulging cock was starting to throb now, pre-cum spilling over the underside of your monster and dripping down across her knuckles.
Gently she let go of you and wiped the back of her fingers and knuckles on the underside of your dick then wiped your head clean of the beaded slick and smeared it around the base of the head so that she could work you there too.
Her fingers slid around your girth again, just under the most sensitive part of your cock and she dragged them up and down just raising over the bulbous tip then back to your shaft, making you, again, shudder with delight.
“Hey Y/N,” Natsu called out as he walked over with a purposeful stride, “fight me!”
You looked up at the firey pink haired guy with glazed eyes, trying to formulate a sentence but Cana’s slippery hand on your cock was causing your words to disappear from your brain completely.
“He’s meditating at the moment,” Cana said to Natsu, “see how his eyes are glazed and he’s not talking… he’ll come and fight you when he’s done.”
Natsu nodded with confusion but left anyway, leaving you in peace to be masturbated by Cana.
While she pumped you a fight broke out between Natsu and Gajeel and in the blink of an eye everyone else was involved as well, bodies falling left right and centre while others brawled and threw their opponents across the floor.
You had your eyes on the mess of bodies before you but your mind was on Cana’s rapidly speeding up hand. The sloshing sound of your pre-cum slicked cock being rapidly stoked was completely and utterly drowned out by the ruckus in the room and you were grateful for that.
It was so noisy and everyone seemed so invoked in their own affairs that you allowed a few grunts of delight to escape your lips, your mouth hanging open slightly as Cana stroked you up to climax.
“Im… I’m close,” you panted at her.
“Then release. No one will notice and we clean it up in a second,” she said candidly as her arm jerked you off faster.
“Hghnnnn,” you groaned though gritted teeth, scrunching your eyes shut as you reached the climax.
“Ok, woah,” you panted, finally taking one hand off the table and reaching under to stop her hand movements as you cock throbbed and shot cum all up under the table, dripping from the underside down onto the floor.
“Wow,” you sighed, slumping back a little as you breathed heavily.
“Wouldn’t mind riding that next time,” Cana mused as she got up and walked over to Mirajane at the bar, “got any tissues?” she asked the pretty girl, “we need some,” she added calmly.
“Of course!” Mira replied happily.
She tug around under the bar and produced a whole box of tissues then handed them to Cana.
“Thanks,” Cana replied, taking them back to you.
By that time you had packed your satisfied dick away and were just trying to catch your breath.
“Here.” Cana handed you the tissues.
“Well, thank you for all of that. That was much better than a kiss!”
“Told you,” she smirked, looking away at the fights still going on.
~ END ~