Chapter Forty - Putting the Moves on Cana

The last time that Cana had been in a drinking contest with Lee, it had been interrupted by Juvia. That wouldn't be the case this time - the girl was nowhere in sight. Lee had seemed tough, to manage himself well, that time... but she knew it was a facade. There wasn't anybody in the world who could outdrink her!

"Drink!" She proclaimed, taking another swig of alcohol, and Lee dutifully joined her. She peered into his mug as he slammed it down, but it was in fact empty, cleared out of all the alcohol in it. She kept a careful eye on it, her gaze flicking back up to him. He had to be cheating. No man could drink as much as her. "And another!" She declared, filling up his mug to the brim, then pouring herself her own. She planted the barrel on her leg, just in case the trick he was using would change the weight of the barrel and let her know. She chugged down another glass, belching after she finished, to find him sitting there, completely confident, idly twirling her panties around on his finger.

She knew he was just trying to psych her out. The tactic was as obvious as it was pitiful. "Running out of stamina?" She challenged him.

"Never," he told her, and there was this flirtatious quirk to his lips that made her think there might have been a double meaning to his words. A heat spread across her cheeks, and it wasn't from the alcohol.

"Another round, then!" She declared, pouring herself and him another mug. She eyed him carefully, barrel once more perched on her lap, as she took a long, healthy swig of beer. The bitter taste was sharp on her tongue, serving like a lightning bolt to keep her awake and ready to keep going. She wasn't going to let Lee beat her at her own damn game! Did he beat Erza at swordplay? No! And he wouldn't beat her at drinking!

The pair kept drinking, with Cana occasionally pausing to challenge him and get a sense as to whether he was beginning to fall under the sway of the alcohol or not. The man showed a truly ludicrous amount of fortitude, and she concluded that he had to be cheating... if only because she was actually starting to feel a bit tipsy herself, while he stood there with a solemn look on his face as he pounded down another mug.

Or maybe she was just being a sore loser. She plopped the barrel down on the side of the table, sighing loudly. He quirked an eyebrow, daring her to speak.

"You're pretty good. And give me back my panties," she told him, prompting him to toss the panties her way. She looked at them, then frowned. Obviously she couldn't put these back on. She was wearing pants. How had he gotten them off in the first place? Her brow furrowed at that question, and she stuffed the panties into her pocket.

"You're quite incredible yourself, Cana," Lee told her. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was just how handsome Lee was and that seemingly endless charm that dripped off him like water, but she felt her cheeks glow in response to the words. "I'm lucky to be able to spend time with such a beautiful woman."

"I think it's not lucky at all, since you've got a bunch of cute girlfriends already," Cana countered, with a dismissive wave of her hand. "You can be surrounded by beautiful women any time you please. Especially with Juvia hanging around." She gave a quick glance to her side where, indeed, Juvia was looking at her from around a pillar.

"And I'm always fortunate to be given such a gift," Lee countered, giving her a winning smile that made what was definitely a line feel warm and sincere. "You're beautiful. Juvia is beautiful. Erza is beautiful. Fairy Tail has many beautiful women - inside and out," he added. He had a way of saying lines like that which made them sound like a genuine appreciation rather than the sutpid line it definitely had to be, and Cana felt the heat blooming in her cheeks again. "You're loyal and tenacious, Cana," he told her, reaching across the table to take her hand in his. "Those are rare traits, and truly admirable ones. You're hard-working, earnest, and mature. I like you."

By this point, Cana was increasingly sure she was blushing scarlet, as Lee's powerful hand held hers. She had thought of this whole thing as likely to be just a drinking contest, and maybe - big maybe - something fun afterwards. Lee was handsome, after all, and he slept around anyway, it wasn't like she was creating a problem or drama by participating in that... but now, she felt her mouth grow dry as Lee stared into her soul from behind his glasses. "Th-thank you," she said, stuttering as he squeezed her hand again.

"I'm afraid that I don't know your interests, besides drinking," he told her. "Tell me about yourself, Cana."

She gulped again at that. "I like... just being around my friends here at the Guild, I guess?" She felt her free hand come up to nervously twirl a bit of her hair, more than actively chose to do so. "Oh! I do fortune telling for fun," she added, snapping her fingers. "I do it for serious things too, but it can be fun too."

"Very well. Would you care to show me your talents?"

"Ah, sure," she agreed, snapping her hand back from his. Why was she acting like a blushing virgin all of the sudden? He was hardly the first guy to ever show interest in her. It must be all that beer - it had more of an effect on her than she'd expected. She took out her Magic Cards, quickly fanning them out. "Pick one, and play it face up," she said, her expression tense as he took one from the deck, laying it out on the table. It was, naturally, the Sexy Lady Card. "Well, don't need me to interpret that one," she said, clearing her throat. "Another."

Reading the cards was always a matter more of art than hard science. Lee laid out a number of different cards, just sort of putting them down without much rhyme or reason. That was good, though - the more random elements, the better the magic would be, in her experience. She bit her lower lip as she looked across the various cards there, and giving him the reading felt like it would be a self-fulfilling prophecy.

"Well?" Lee asked her, playing with her panties again. Goddammit! How had he gotten them out of her pocket without even standing up?! "What is the reading, Cana?"

"It says... ah... you'll have a moment of intimacy," she decided on, swallowing. Specifically, with her. Was she psyching herself out? Misreading the cards because she was... interested in him? "Soon, too. A fateful moment of intimacy, with someone who you'll make happy, if she lets you." She avoided saying the identity of the person, even if her cheeks were surely so cherry red by this point that only an idiot could have missed the person was her.

In response to her words, though, Juvia burst forth from her location behind the pillar. "My beloved Lee! Please! Let's have that moment of intimacy, so you can make me happy!"

It completely ruined the moment, Cana thought, though a part of her was glad for the interruption. Lee simply gently wrapped his arm around Juvia's waist, and it was definitely the alcohol that was making her wish that was her. Definitely nothing else. "A-ah, uhm, it's... a new girl."

"A new girl?!" Juvia demanded. "Who? Who's this hussy that's going to try to seduce my beloved Lee?!" Her head swiveled around as she searched for any sign of somebody who might try to take Lee away from her.

Of course Cana wouldn't do that to Juvia. So maybe it was better if she didn't do anything with Lee, in the end. Yes, he had a bunch of lovers already, but adding one could be the straw that broke the camel's back for the girl... "Actually, Juvia," she said, suddenly. "You take a card." She fanned out the cards again, and Juvia hurriedly pulled one, planting it down with enough force that, if it had been a normal card, it probably would have bent. Cana let out a sigh of relief at the card in question. "You'll be happy with her too," she told Juvia.

Lee simply kissed Juvia on the cheek at that, and Juvia immediately turned scarlet as he held her against him. "There's no reason to be concerned, my beloved Juvia. I'll never leave you, understand?"

"Y-yes!" Juvia agreed, though she still appeared quite nervous despite that. "Of course not! You promised, and you'd never break a promise..." Her head ducked down a little as she grabbed Lee's emptied mug, beginning to chew on the edge as a nervous tick, chomp-chomp noises filling the air. Lee simply brushed his fingers through the girl's hair to help calm her nerves as she ate away.

"Now..." Lee turned his attention back to Cana. "I think I may just have an inkling who this girl is." Juvia perked up at that. "She might just be beautiful. Loyal. Tenacious. Admirable. Hard-working. Earnest. Mature," he said, clearly just listing out the words he had used earlier to describe Cana earlier, but the second round of compliments was even more embarrassing than the first one, given the context. "She would be beautiful... ideally, with lovely, silken brown hair, skin lightly tanned by the sun and an active lifestyle, plus a full bust. A bit of a tomboy, but with a sexy body that makes men's heads turn."

Juvia's lips squirmed on her face. "Well she sounds nice!" She declared, clearly oblivious to the fact that Lee was intentionally describing Cana. "I-I guess I wouldn't mind her! As long as she wouldn't try to take my beloved Lee away from me!" She mashed herself into Lee's flank to emphasize the point, and he gave her a quick, doting kiss atop the head, his eye meeting hers out of its corner as the position gave her an unobstructed view of them, the glasses slipping minutely down his nose.

Cana's cheeks were completely on fire at that point, but she couldn't deny that she was sort of hopeful. She swallowed. This was crazy... but she did know Lee. If it didn't work, then it didn't work. He had plenty of girls to fall back on.

"I'm sure she would never try to hurt you, my beloved Juvia," Lee told her. "She's loyal to her Guild, after all."

Cana gulped again. "Yeah, Juvia. Don't worry," she said, trying her best to be reassuring. She was definitely tipsy, but... she took out a card from the deck, playing it face down - then flipping it over. It was obvious what it was saying. She should go for it. She pushed her tongue against her cheek, then sighed, collecting the cards up and folding them into a single deck. "I've never actually been to your house, Lee. You're pretty well-off, right?"

"My beloved Lee is super well off!" Juvia offered.

"I am lucky enough to have skills that can be widely sold for good money, and have been able to afford and find a good home to make my own. If you would like a tour, I would be happy to offer one," he said, with a smile.

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The first thing that Cana realized on entering Lee's home, was that he had a maid. She vaguely remembered that he had one, but seeing the pink-haired busty girl standing there in a maid uniform, waiting for his command, put that reality in the forefront of her mind. Was she his employee, or was this more of some kind of sexy roleplay? She blushed. What a silly thought. She must be even hornier than she thought, to consider that.

"This is Ikaruga, my maid," Lee offered. "Don't worry - she understands the need for privacy when it is demanded of her."

"Yes, Master," she said, with a bow that dipped low, showing off her cleavage. "Do you wish for me to provide you with some space to entertain your latest guest?"

Lee looked at Cana for the answer to that question. "Yes," she decided on, after a second or so's thought. It was one thing if Juvia was hanging around Lee like a dark cloud, but it was an entirely different thing to have the hired help doing so. "So. It's a pretty big house."

"Indeed. That room is Konata's. I believe she is out purchasing some books to read in her spare time. That room is the one Ikaruga sleeps in." Wow. Live-in help too. He really must have been even more loaded than she thought. "And this," he said, opening the door. "Is where I sleep, and where Juvia sleeps most nights," he explained. "Would you like to test out the bed?"

This was ridiculous. She couldn't believe she was going this far along. But despite all that... the cards had given their verdict. She would be happy, if she let this happen. This was part of her magic specialty. The core of it, even. She'd seen lots of people ignore her prognostications. Was she going to do that this time? No. "I guess I would," she said, reaching for her top and pulling it off.

"Wha, what are you doing?" Sputtered out Juvia in shock, her hands going to her eyes to cover them up. Had she... really not realized what was happening, up to this point?

"Juvia," Lee said, gently running his fingers through the girl's hair. "I think Cana is the future lover that she predicted."

"Oh!" Juvia said, lowering her hands, seeming much calmer all of the sudden. "Well, if you say I'll be happy with you, then I guess I will be!" Juvia declared. "You've always been a nice guildmate, so now you'll be a nice co-lover too, right?"

Cana flushed at that, nodding a few times. She felt awkward with Juvia watching, and as soon as that thought finished forming in her head, Lee gently pecked Juvia's cheek. "Would you mind giving us some space for the moment, Juvia? I think Cana wants to be eased into things," he explained.

"If that's what she wants..." Juvia agreed. "I'll really be happy with you, right?" She asked, as she got to the door. "That wasn't a lie?"

"That was what the cards really said," Cana agreed, and Juvia smiled guilelessly and left the room. Cana was left standing there, topless, in front of Lee. She was still going commando from when he'd stolen her panties. She took in a deep breath, puffing herself up. "Well? What are you going to do, Lee?" She asked, spreading her arms wide. Lee wouldn't be her first boyfriend, but this was definitely the fastest that she'd gotten to this point.

Lee seemed to close the distance between them in a heartbeat, his nose soon bopping against her own. His hands slid across her naked upper body, brushing along her stomach, up to her breasts, gently cupping them, finding her nipples, teasing them with his thumb. She shivered at the touch, feeling the blush stretch down from her cheeks to her breasts. She was way too mature to be so flustered as this, she thought-

Then he kissed her, and she melted. The soft taste of his tongue in her mouth, the way his hands played with her breasts, and soon, the way she was gently moved over to the bed to lie down on it. Half naked beneath him, he just kept kissing her, one hand playing with her breasts, the other sliding down to her pants. She was reminded of the lack of underwear as the button snapped open, and she felt herself getting wet as he slid it down. Not all the way - he wasn't getting ready for sex, not yet, anyway - but just enough to find her clit and sex.

She wriggled around under him, panting in his mouth at the pleasure he was now inflicting on her. His hands were so damned good! Better than when she did it herself, and definitely better than any guy she'd ever been with. The way his kiss just kept going and going was starting to leave her lightheaded, that tongue of his worming its way around inside her mouth. It brushed her gums, her palate, her cheeks. It sent shivers down her spine, goosebumps along her skin. Her nipples were perky, as one of his hands gently played with them, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger.

It felt so good. He was truly amazing with his hands, she could already feel herself getting close. Her legs sawed against each other, a mindless movement that served to trap his hand down in between her thighs, but also made her pants slowly but surely worm their way down her legs, revealing more and more of her bare skin to open air until they were tangled up around her ankles. There was a freeing feeling, being naked beneath a man - especially a man like Lee. Tall. Strong. Manly. Even the fact that he had so many lovers... some part of her had to admit it enticed her. It was a show of how masculine, how virile, he was, that he had Juvia and Erza and whoever else...

She was too distracted by the intense orgasm that slammed into her the next second to finish that thought. She moaned into his mouth, tasting his saliva as it gently dripped into her own. Her hips pushed up against his hand, trying to capture more, to claw him ever deeper inside her. Her hands grasped the back of his head, holding him against her, something fierce, ferocious, needy. She wanted him. She wanted more.

As if he could read her mind, she heard the soft sound of his pants coming undone, sliding down. She didn't know how he did that without stopping his attentions to her breast and sex, but she was glad he did it anyway. She mewled into his mouth as she felt his length start to tease her sex. Some guys would just jam it in the moment they got her pants off - he had made sure she was well and truly wet and ready for him.

She gasped a moment later, as he filled her up. It was a smooth movement, not a forceful thrust or something tentative. Like slipping on a glove. She felt so filled, when his cock finished completely working its way inside her. It twitched, throbbing, seeming to threaten to explode. She squirmed her way out of her pants, tossing them aside, letting her legs stretch wide, and then wrap around his hips. Men always tended to like this position, even if she often found it uncomfortable to maintain - and he suddenly shifted her around.

She squeaked in surprise as the hand which once had been teasing her clit now began to move her leg. She was manhandled, overpowered, pushed back. Her knee was soon pressing into her breast, and this was a position she hadn't ever been in before - but she was definitely finding it very nice. He could get even deeper inside her, and she let out hot pants into his mouth as he repeated the process with her other leg, leaving her contorted, but happy, as his cock slid back and forth inside her, his hips rocking away.

He broke off the kiss, then, and she gasped for air, having gone so long without it. Even if she couldn't see his eyes behind those sunglasses, there was still a clear passion in his face. A desire to make her feel good. His hands slid along her naked body, feeling up her buttocks, her thighs, then making their way back around to her breasts. He moved like he was totally entranced with her naked body - but every touch was skillful, making her feel oh-so good. Hot pants escaped her throat as she looked up at him, and her sex drooled all over his cock, her body squirming in place, wriggling, inviting more, harder.

He obliged. He started to pump at a faster pace, and when he leaned down, it wasn't to kiss her again - no, it was to start sucking and nibbling at the bare flesh of her neck. It felt so damn good. "That's amazing, Lee," she breathed out, hands running through his hair. "You're way better than any other guy I've had."

She felt his cock throb at that. The way an animal growl, scarcely contained, escaped his throat. Her lips curled into a smile at that realization. Up until this point, she had been just putty in his hands, letting him manhandle her, touch her, fuck her, make her feel amazing. When she tried things that she knew guys liked, he'd change it up, do something she liked. Do it even better. But now she had an idea of what to do to make him enjoy himself too.

"It's so big," she told him, practically dripping the words. Really, it was the motion of the ocean that was incredible, and guys loved hearing about how big they were. "I like it a lot, Lee. A whole lot." He upped his pace again. "Every other guy was a waste of time, compared to you. I wish I'd lost my virginity to you, instead of those guys."

"Those losers," he grunted out. It was half a statement - they were losers not to have her - and half a request - describe them as losers. She got it.

"Yeah. Those losers. You're so much better than them," she said, and his hand began to tease her clit again, as his lips suckled at the bare flesh of her neck. "You're cock's bigger. You're better at sex. You're hotter, too," she whispered into his ear, before twisting her neck forward to nibble on his ear. She was starting to lose her ability to speak, too - the pleasure was just that amazing. His cock inside her pounded away, wet noises filling her ears, his finger on her clit got more and more active, and she felt herself mewl, twisting, writhing - then coming.

Ecstasy overtook her, sweet pleasure wiping away all her thoughts. She gasped beneath him, writhing in place, her nipples scraping against her knees as he pressed down into her, her ankles up by her ears as his cock got further inside her than any man had ever been. It felt so good in there, so complete, so filling. Her inner walls squeezed and gripped his cock, her body silently rewarding him for making her feel so good - but he held out anyway.

He held out for a long time, as it turned out. In her experience, guys generally struggled to make her come once, especially by intercourse proper - but Lee wasn't like those other guys. Every single pump of his hips made her pant in pleasure, every little work of his fingertips on her body were like lightning bolts running through her entire being. She could only wiggle and writhe beneath him in pleasure as he put her through orgasm after orgasm.

She did her best to offer him the words he clearly liked, the least she could do for a guy who was making her feel so good. Of course, she lost her voice plenty, degenerating into moans and gasps, but then she'd get back to talking him up. "You're amazing. You make me come so much more than any other guy." "I can't believe I ever liked another guy, you're so amazing." "I love it. I love your cock. Keep fucking me, Lee. Keep making me feel good." He seemed constantly invigorated by those lines, and so she kept offering them up, as he pounded away.

Eventually, though, he seemed to decide he'd gone on long enough. It was after she was a sweat-slick mess, dripping onto the sheets beneath her, her eyelashes fluttering, her lips parted. He smiled down at her as he simply bottomed out inside her waiting pussy, firing off round after round of hot cum. A silent proclamation that he had definitely enjoyed himself. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as he just groaned out his pleasure, lost in the moment.

Then he finished, and pulled out. Her legs tumbled back down, and she was able to properly catch her breath. His cock twitched in the air, still slick with her juices, and some naughty part of her suggested cleaning it off. She was too exhausted, though - then he gave her a glance and simply waved a hand, and her energy was right back, all the sweat vanishing off her bare skin. She let out a laugh at that. "Hell of a trick," she said, leaning up. If anything, she felt even more energetic and refreshed than she had coming into his room - but she did have something she wanted to do. "Let me pay you back," she noted, getting down in between his legs.

His dick was somehow clean of her juices - probably some more of that time magic of his. She licked her lips as she stared at it, the thing throbbing right in front of her face. She owed him a good blowjob, in return for giving her the best sex of her life. She looked up at him, opened her mouth wide, and slurped him up. His length filled her mouth, then her throat, as she descended. Her tongue swished along the underside of his cock as she went, and he let out a long sigh, a groan of pleasure, fingers tensing up on the mattress on either side of him.

He looked cute like that. Naked. Twitching cock in her mouth. Head cast back. It was the kind of thing she liked to see, when she gave a guy a blowjob like this - and he'd definitely earned it, with how hard and long he'd gone at it with her, with how good he had made her feel. She hummed around his length, smushing her nose into his pelvic bone, twisting her head side to side, swallowing - doing everything she could to intensify his pleasure.

It worked. It took hardly any time at all for his cock to start throbbing frantically, and she let out a noise of happiness at getting such a strong response, peeling up and off his cock, stroking his spitslick length as she stared right up at him. "Come on, stud," she told him, her voice husky as she worked him over, hard. "Come all over my tits. I want to feel your sticky juices on me."

He came at that point, groaning, and she positioned his cock so that every last spurt landed on her breasts. In her experience, guys liked the tits as a target about as much as the face, and it was way less annoying getting cum off her breasts than her eyes. She smiled as he completely finished releasing every last drop of cum onto her breasts, and when he was spent, well - she just grinned up at him. "Was it good for you?"

"It was great," he breathed out. "I really hope we can do it again."

"Me too," she said with a wink. "Maybe even... tomorrow morning? Ah, but I'd have to get up early to come by..."

"You can stay the night," he suggested, just like she wanted him to.

"I'll take you up on that, then."