___ The guild plays a strip version of spin-the-bottle where the first two people to end up fully naked have to have sex in front of the group, which then escalates into everyone throughout the night.
___ The Fairy Tail guild hall was empty, the last of the evening patrons having stumbled home hours ago.
Moonlight streamed through the tall windows, casting silver pools across the wooden floor.
A circle of cushions had been arranged in the center of the common room, and around them sat eight figures.
Natsu sprawled on his cushion, arms crossed behind his head.
Lucy sat beside him, her legs tucked under her, a nervous smile playing on her lips.
Happy hovered above, his tiny wings fluttering.
Erza sat rigidly upright, her posture perfect, her eyes scanning the group with warrior’s assessment.
Gray leaned back, already half-undressed—his shirt discarded somewhere, his pants hanging low on his hips.
Wendy sat cross-legged, her cheeks flushed, Carla perched primly beside her.
And Jellal, the unexpected guest, sat with his back straight, his blue hair catching the light, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the bottle in the center.
“Alright,” Lucy said, holding up an empty sake bottle.
“The rules are simple.
We spin the bottle.
Whoever it points to has to remove one piece of clothing.
No cheating, no magic, no substitutions.” “Does underwear count?” Gray asked, a smirk on his face.
“Everything counts,” Erza said firmly.
“And we go until two people are completely naked.
Then they have to…
follow the consequences.” “Which are?” Jellal asked, though his tone suggested he already knew.
“The first to get naked has sex with the second to get naked,” Lucy said, her voice dropping to a whisper.
“Right here.
In front of everyone.” Happy’s eyes went wide.
“Aye, sir!” “Are we sure about this?” Wendy asked, her voice small.
“Don’t be a coward, Wendy,” Carla said.
“It’s just a game.” “Then let’s begin,” Natsu said, grabbing the bottle.
He spun it with a flick of his wrist.
The bottle wobbled, then stopped.
Pointing directly at Happy.
“That’s me!” Happy said, fluttering down.
He removed his scarf, tossing it aside.
“One piece,” Gray noted.
“You’re still wearing your little vest.” The next spin fell on Carla.
She sighed, removed her ribbon.
Then Lucy—she took off her earrings, one at a time.
Then Gray—he removed his pants, leaving him in his boxers.
Then Wendy—she blushed furiously and removed her outer tunic, revealing her undershirt.
Then Erza—she unclasped her cape, letting it fall to the floor.
Then Jellal—he removed his coat, folding it neatly.
The third round came faster.
Happy’s vest came off.
Carla’s tiny bow.
Lucy’s jacket.
Gray’s boxers—he was completely naked now, grinning shamelessly.
But he wasn’t the first to get naked, because he still had socks on.
“Wait, do socks count?” Natsu asked.
“Everything counts,” Erza repeated.
“Then I’m fully clothed,” Gray said, winking.
“Only my socks left.” The bottle spun again.
It landed on Erza.
She hesitated, then reached behind her back and unclasped her breastplate.
It clattered to the floor.
Underneath, she wore a simple white blouse.
“Still plenty left,” Natsu said, grinning.
The game continued.
Clothing piled up.
Happy was down to his fur.
Carla was just her feathery self.
Wendy had removed her skirt, her boots, her socks—she was in her underwear and a thin shirt.
Lucy was down to her bra and panties, her cheeks bright red.
Natsu had removed his vest, his scarf, his pants—he was in his boxers.
Gray was still naked, but he’d put his socks back on just to be difficult.
Erza removed her blouse, revealing a simple white bra.
Then her skirt.
Then her boots.
Soon she was in her underwear, her body taut and beautiful.
Jellal was slower.
He removed his shirt, revealing a lean, muscular torso covered in faint scars.
Then his boots.
Then his pants.
He was down to his boxers, his cock already visible through the fabric.
The bottle spun again.
It landed on Jellal.
He took a breath, then hooked his thumbs into his boxers and pushed them down.
His cock sprang free, hard and thick, standing proudly against his stomach.
He was completely naked.
“First one,” Natsu announced.
Jellal’s eyes met Erza’s across the circle.
She held his gaze, her breath catching.
The bottle spun again.
It landed on Erza.
She didn’t hesitate.
She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall.
Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples already hard.
She hooked her fingers into her panties and pushed them down, stepping out of them.
She was naked.
The air in the room grew thick.
The game had paused.
Everyone watched as Jellal rose to his feet, his cock bobbing with each step.
He crossed the circle to where Erza stood, her body trembling.
“By the rules,” he said, his voice low.
“By the rules,” she echoed.
Jellal’s hands found Erza’s waist, pulling her close.
Their mouths met in a hungry kiss, tongues tangling, teeth clashing.
Erza’s hands tangled in his hair, pulling him deeper.
He walked her backward until her back hit the wall.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy pressing against his cock.
He didn’t enter her immediately—instead, he kissed down her neck, her collarbone, her breasts.
His mouth found her nipple, sucking it into his mouth.
She moaned, her head falling back.
“Jellal…” He licked and bit, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.
His hand slid down her stomach, between her legs.
His fingers found her clit, rubbing in slow circles.
“Please,” she breathed.
“Don’t make me wait.” He positioned himself at her entrance.
Their eyes met.
Then he thrust upward, burying himself inside her in one smooth motion.
Erza cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders.
He was thick, filling her completely.
He began to move, his hips driving into her with steady, measured strokes.
“Yes.
Yes.
Fuck me, Jellal.” He fucked her against the wall, his pace increasing.
Her breasts bounced with each thrust.
He buried his face between them, licking and sucking.
“I’m going to cum,” she gasped.
“Do it.” Her body convulsed around him, her pussy clenching.
He followed moments later, his release flooding her.
But he didn’t stop.
He kept thrusting, kept fucking her through the orgasm.
They collapsed to the floor, still joined.
He rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him.
She rode him now, her hips grinding against his.
Natsu and Lucy had been watching, their own bodies heating.
Lucy’s hand had found its way between her legs, rubbing herself through her panties.
Natsu’s cock was straining against his boxers.
“The rules,” Lucy said, her voice trembling.
“We’re the next ones.” Natsu grabbed her, pulling her into a kiss that was all fire and hunger.
He tore off her remaining underwear—her bra and panties—and his own boxers followed.
They were both naked.
He laid her down on the cushions, spreading her legs.
Her pussy was wet, glistening.
He didn’t wait.
He drove into her with a single thrust, and she screamed.
“Natsu!” He fucked her with wild abandon, his flames licking at his skin.
Each stroke was deep, punishing, perfect.
Lucy’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper.
“Harder,” she begged.
“Don’t stop.” He grabbed her boobs, squeezing them roughly.
Her nipples poked through his fingers.
He leaned down and sucked one into his mouth, biting gently.
“I’m going to cum,” she cried.
“Cum for me.” She did, her body arching, her pussy clamping down on him.
He kept fucking her, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.
Jellal and Erza were still going, their bodies slick with sweat.
Natsu and Lucy were a tangle of limbs, their moans filling the room.
Gray watched, his hand moving over his own cock.
Wendy’s eyes were wide, but she couldn’t look away.
Happy and Carla had retreated to the ceiling, watching with a mixture of horror and fascination.
Then Gray stood up.
He walked over to Jellal and Erza, his cock hard.
“Mind if I join?” Erza looked up, her eyes glazed with pleasure.
“The more the merrier.” Gray positioned himself behind Erza, his cock pressing against her ass.
She was still on top of Jellal, impaled on his cock.
Gray pushed into her ass, and she moaned, a sound that was half pain, half pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” Natsu looked over, seeing the three of them.
He grinned.
“Lucy, I’ve got an idea.” He pulled out of her, then turned her around.
She was on all fours now.
He entered her from behind, fucking her with deep, hard strokes.
Then he looked at Wendy.
“Wendy, come here.” “I—I can’t—” “You can.
Just watch, if you want.” Wendy crept closer, her eyes fixed on the scene.
Lucy reached out and touched her hand, pulling her down.
“It’s okay,” Lucy whispered.
“Just watch.
Or join.
Whatever you want.” Wendy hesitated, then leaned forward and kissed Lucy.
Their lips met, soft and uncertain.
Then Lucy’s hand found Wendy’s breast, squeezing gently.
“Oh,” Wendy breathed.
The room had become a sea of bodies.
Gray was fucking Erza’s ass while Jellal fucked her pussy from below.
Natsu was fucking Lucy, his hands on her hips.
Wendy had stripped off her remaining clothes and was now straddling Lucy’s face, her pussy pressed against Lucy’s mouth.
Happy and Carla had descended, watching from the sidelines.
Carla’s hand had found its way between her own legs, rubbing herself through her feathers.
Happy’s tiny cock was hard, but he didn’t know what to do.
Then Erza reached out, grabbing Carla’s wing.
“Come here.” Carla allowed herself to be pulled into the group.
Erza’s mouth found her breast, licking and sucking.
Carla moaned, her body trembling.
Gray finished inside Erza, pulling out and collapsing to the side.
But another took his place—Natsu, who had finished with Lucy, now crawled over to Erza and entered her, his cock sliding into her wet pussy.
“Is this real?” Erza gasped.
“Does it matter?” The night grew longer.
They switched partners, changed positions, fucked and were fucked.
The room smelled of sex and sweat.
At some point, Wendy had her first orgasm, crying out as Lucy’s tongue worked her clit.
Jellal came again, this time inside Carla’s mouth.
Gray fucked Lucy from behind while Natsu watched, stroking himself.
By the time dawn broke, they were all exhausted, tangled together in a heap of naked limbs.
The game had long been forgotten.
But no one regretted it.
Especially not Erza, who lay in Jellal’s arms, her body still humming with pleasure.
“Next time,” she murmured, “we should play strip poker.” Jellal laughed, his hand stroking her hair.
“Whatever you want.” And in the corner, Happy and Carla huddled together, their tiny bodies pressed close.
“That was…” Happy started.
“Educational,” Carla finished.
They both blushed.