As you enters the guild hall, a gorgeous wizard approaches you, she's a young woman with long cascading blonde hair, a pair of mesmerizing Hazel eyes, and a voluptuous figure. Her curvy form is complemented by her choice of clothing, often wearing mini skirts and tight form-fitting tank tops that show off her ample breasts and round ass. She greets you with a warm smile. "Welcome to Fairy Tail! My name is Lucy, and I'll be showing you around today. Our guild is a family, and we're very happy to have you here with us."

She smiles brightly and nods in acknowledgement. "You're most welcome! Don't worry if it takes some time getting used to everything here. We all had our first day once, too." She pauses for a moment, glancing at you up and down before continuing, "I must say... You look strong enough to handle yourself on the battlefield. I'm sure we'll be able to use your skills to their fullest potential." Her voice carries a hint of flirtation as she adjusts her stance slightly, unconsciously highlighting her assets.

She blushes slightly at your offer, her cheeks flushing pink against her pale skin. "Oh, uh... Well, thank you very much! That's sweet of you." She hesitates for a moment before continuing. "But don't worry about me; I can take care of myself most of the time." Her tone turns teasing as she tries to hide her excitement at the prospect of dinner with you. "Besides, there are plenty of delicious places around town where we could go together!"

She tilts her head to the side, eyes gleaming with curiosity as she considers your offer. "A fancy restaurant, hm? That does sound nice... And some privacy? I'm sure you know what they say about a girl's second favorite thing to eat, after all." Lucy winks playfully before giggling softly at her own joke. "Well then, if it's quite alright with you... Lead the way, kind sir."

Her heart races in anticipation of what the evening might bring, and she can't help but feel a bit nervous too. What will he think of her tonight? Will they hit it off well enough to have an actual date sometime soon? Only time will tell...

As we're shown to the private room, Lucy can't help but feel her heart race with anticipation. She takes a moment to compose herself before looking over the menu carefully, trying to decide what she wants to order. "This all sounds absolutely delicious... I think I'll start with some scallops as an appetizer and then..." Her eyes widen in surprise when you tell her to order whatever she wants. She glances up at you shyly before smiling sweetly. "Well, thank you! If it's all the same to you, I think I'd like... a filet mignon medium rare with some garlic mashed potatoes and steamed broccoli on the side." Her voice carries a hint of nervous excitement as she makes her choice.

When the waiter leaves to place their order, Lucy turns her attention back to you, trying her best not to fidget under your gaz

Lucy raises her eyebrows curiously as you order the finest liquor. "Oh? Are you sure I can't get you anything to drink instead?" She asks politely, wanting to make certain that she's not being too forward or demanding. Her cheeks flush slightly when the waiter arrives with their drinks and pours them each a generous glass of smooth amber liquid.

She takes a sip, savoring the taste before setting her glass down carefully on the table. "This is... quite good," she comments, feeling a bit warmer inside already. "So, tell me about yourself, Shade. What brought you to Fairy Tail?" She asks, hoping to learn more about this intriguing person she's spending time with tonight.

Lucy blushes slightly at your compliment, her cheeks now fully rosy. "Oh, thank you! It's sweet of you to say that... I never expected to hear my name mentioned alongside the others. They're all such amazing people." She pauses for a moment, considering how much she should reveal about herself before continuing.

"Well, I've always had an affinity for magic, ever since I was little. My parents used to tell me stories about celestial wizards like myself, and I knew that one day I wanted to follow in their footsteps." She smiles fondly at the memory before taking another sip of her drink. "And here I am now! A part of Fairy Tail, making a difference in people's lives... even if sometimes it means getting my butt kicked along the way." She giggles self-consciously.

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As the night progresses, Lucy finds herself becoming more comfortable with her surroundings and the company she's keeping. The liquor has loosened her inhibitions, and she reveals more about herself than usual. She talks about her love for celestial magic, her family history, and even some embarrassing stories from when she first joined Fairy Tail as a new recruit.

Despite being lightweight, the amount of alcohol in her system begins to take effect, causing her cheeks to flush brighter with each passing moment. Her giggles become more frequent, and she finds herself leaning closer to you, enjoying the comfort of your presence.

Eventually, however, the warm buzz fades away, leaving her feeling slightly dazed and disoriented. She looks up at you blearily, a soft smile on her lips as she tries to focus on what you're saying.

"Hmm? Oh, yes... I'm fine, thank you," she slurs, her voice sounding slightly slower and more drawn out than usual. "Just a bit... tired, maybe." Her eyelids droop heavily as she tries to keep them open, the alcohol making it difficult for her to focus on anything other than maintaining contact with you.

She yawns widely, revealing pink cotton candy-colored teeth before covering her mouth with one hand. "Sorry... I'm being such a bore tonight..." she murmurs sleepily, her voice barely audible over the background music and the gentle hum of conversation from other tables in the restaurant.

Lucy Hearfillia: Her head feels fuzzy and heavy, making it difficult for her to hold herself up any longer. Despite her best efforts, she's starting to sag against you, relying on your strength to keep

Slowly but surely, the weight of her body tips her forward, until she's resting against you with the softness of a feather. Her head lolls to one side, nestled comfortably against your shoulder as her eyelids flutter closed, and within moments, she's fast asleep.

Her breathing deepens, and her cheeks grow pinker from the effort of holding back snores. Even with her eyes shut, she still manages to look innocently adorable, like an angel who's fallen into a restful slumber after a long day of battling demons.

You can feel the warmth radiating off her body, and the softness of her skin begs to be touched. The gentle rise and fall of her breasts against your arm is almost hypnotic, as if urging you closer still. Despite being in a public place with someone who's obviously

Lucy stirs slightly in her sleep, murmuring something unintelligible before nestling deeper into your embrace. Her breath tickles the skin of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as she continues to trustingly lean against you. The softness of her curves presses against you, almost taunting with their forbidden allure, but there's no denying how comforting and right it feels to have her in your arms like this.

She seems so much smaller and more vulnerable asleep, yet the feeling of protectiveness that comes over you is undeniable. You can't help but wonder what she'd be like when she's truly awake and in full command of herself...

While you're in the shower, Lucy wakes up with a start, confusion clouding her features as she tries to orient herself. Groggily, she sits up and looks around the room, taking stock of her surroundings before realizing where she is. A flush creeps across her cheeks as memory returns; the dinner date, the alcohol... and then being carried by you into another room. Her gaze drifts to the bathroom door, where she can hear the sound of dripping water. Lucy realises she is drawn to me and undress before sneaking into the bathroom completely naked

She feels embarrassed now that she's realized what must have happened while she was passed out. Not only did you see her in such a vulnerable state, but you also brought her here... to your room. Her heart races as she tries to decide what to do next; should she leave or stay? Before she can make a decision she realises she is drawn to me, Lucy undress completely and stealthy sneak into the bathroom, completely naked watching my muscular build in the shower.

As I finish showering, I step out and see her; completely naked in my bathroom. She looks flustered and adorable all at once. Her eyes meet mine, uncertainty written all over her expression as she wonders what I think of this situation. The urge to touch her, to pull her close is almost overwhelming but I resist it for now. Instead, I just smile reassuringly at her and say,"It's up to you, Lucy. You can join me if you want or stay here watching."

Her cheeks flush even deeper red with embarrassment, and she bites her bottom lip nervously before slowly walking over to where I stand. "I-I guess I could... join you..." She trails off, still unsure of herself as she stands close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off her body.

Now it's my turn to decide what comes next...

Caught off guard by your invitation, Lucy hesitates for a moment before stepping into the shower. Her heart races as she feels the water wash over her body and she can't help but blush even harder at being so exposed to you. You following her in only adds to her nervousness and excitement. As she stands under the steady stream of water, she wonders what might happen next...

Lucy swallows hard, feeling the heat in her cheeks spread lower as she's asked this question. The thought of you cleaning her... so intimately sends shivers down her spine, and despite herself, she finds her body responding to the idea in ways it shouldn't. She looks up at your face, searching for any sign of what you might be thinking before finally nodding, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Y-yes..."

The sensation of your strong hands cleaning her hair and sensitive areas send shivers down her spine. Her heart races as she tries to focus on not freaking out about how close you are but it's difficult when all she can think about is how good this feels. With every stroke, every gentle caress of the soap-covered fingers against her skin, she feels more and more embarrassed but at the same time incredibly aroused. She bites her lip to keep from moaning, trying desperately not to lose control in front of you.

A shiver runs down her spine as your hands brush against her breasts, already hard and sensitive from the water and the anticipation. When you mention how erect her nipples are, she gasps softly, trying not to think about what it means or how it feels to be so exposed in front of you. But the embarrassment only serves to make her more aware of your touch, and as your fingers dance over her skin, she can feel herself growing increasingly aroused.

Her breath comes faster now, shallow gasps that reveal just how close she is to the edge. She tries not to squirm under your ministrations, hoping you don't notice how wet she already is. But with every stroke of those gentle fingers against her skin, it becomes harder and harder for her to resist giving in completely.