Your mind was suddenly raging. Every thought was about Sting. Sting. Sting. Everything Sting. His smell. His voice. His magic presence. His touch. His arms. His abs. His eyes. His hair. His signature smirk. His lips, even his tongue. Everything. All Sting. You looked at him before slowly attacking him with a deep kiss. The kiss grew deeper and your tongues were at war. You climbed on top of him and began taking off his shirt. Your hands roamed all over his now bare chest before gripping onto his shoulder with one and sneaking your other around to his bare, very toned back. Your lips were starting to hurt from the intense pressure but you couldn't pull away either. He kissed you with more force than he already was before pulling back for a moment. You took your shirt off and his smile grew with yours before he let his eyes travel down your torso. He grabbed you by your head and neck, and began shoving his tongue as far in your mouth as he could. He grabbed a handful of your hair and tugged slightly, pulling your head back and allowing him to kiss your neck, then down to your collar bone, then to the top of your breast. He sucked a spot there for a moment before coming back up to your lips. He pushed you down beside him so that he could hover over you. You began to fiddle with the waistline of his pants. After a moment of this you feel his pants top button and start to undo it.

"No, (Y/n) stop." Sting said, pulling away for a second pushing your hand back away from the hem of his pants. He started kissing your neck again, forcefully.

"Wh-Sting- Why? Y-You don't want t-to - with m-me?" You struggle to say between deep breaths his tongue on your ear was making you take.

"That's not it babe." he said as he bit at a spot on your ear. "It's not the right time for us."

"Why not?" you ask, pushing his head away from yours and kissing him roughly before taking your turn at his neck. "We're alone for once."

"U-uhh, no." he stammers out, eyes closed as you work your way around his jawline and up to his ear now. "You said earlier you weren't mating with me."

"That was earlier," you swirl your tongue around his ear for a moment, and then whisper in it, "Now I need you Sting."

"Oh my, Fuckk." was all he could breathe out at that moment. You start straddling him and kissing his collar bone and he regains a little more of his control. "No."

"Yes." you said completely disregarding anything he was saying.

"No." he laughed a little at you defying him without even a thought about it. "My mark is making you think you want to. I don't want to until I know you want to. Wait until you're used to all of this."

"Stinnnnnng." you whine, giving him a pouty face, placing your hands at the base of his head and tugging on his hair, grinding down on him. You could feel through the layers of clothes that he was getting hard. "I want to Sting! I do. Pleeeease."

"I can't believe i'm saying this.." he says, closing his eyes and looking down for a second, "No."

"Sting!" you say scrunching up your face in distress, pulling his hair a little harder. "Please. Please. Please." you say, giving him a rough peck in-between each word.

"Damnit. Why is this so hard?" Sting says, rolling his head away, giving you access to his neck again, just the other side.

"I can help with that." you smirk into his neck as you begin to place more kisses.

"That's not what I meant." he said kissing you deeper and his hands wandering all over your torso. You continued like that for a few minutes before you were fed up. You tried undoing his pants button again, but he held your hand away and behind you.

"You don't give up do you?" Sting smirked into your jaw line before coming back to your lips for another deep kiss.

"Sting stop being annoying." you growl biting his bottom lip. His eyes widen and he pulls back for a second.

"Fine." he says kissing you and undoing the buttons of your favorite black leather shorts. "We're. Not. Mating." he says kissing you with each word, "But I'll help you out." He starts kissing up and down your neck and ear again. You feel him grab you through your underwear and then move your underwear to the side, rubbing his fingers up and down your slit. You let out a deep breath you didn't realize you were holding and lace your fingers through a handful of his hair. You feel your eyes widen, before they close and roll back slightly as he pushes one finger in you.

"Feels like you wanted it." he growls in your ear and tugging on it with his teeth. He pumps his finger in and out for a minute making his lips meet yours again. He pulls his finger out and rubs a few circles before sliding 2 fingers this time, up and down and then entering. Your breath hitches in your throat and your hand that was not in his hair grabs the side of his face. You moan a little, trying really hard not to, and he looks you right in your eyes. "That's the prettiest sound I have ever heard." he says as a deep blush covers your face. Before you know it he's pulling out and rubbing more circles. His forehead is touching yours now, both of you glancing down at his handy work, your mouth hung slightly open.

"Sting, this feels so good." you whisper as you try to catch your breathing back up.

"It gets better baby." he says as he pushes his fingers in and out some more. He then pulls out and pushes in 3 fingers. You bite down on your lip and subconsciously move your hips towards him. Your eyes are shut tight and rolling as far back as they can. Moans slipping out of your mouth like air. He continues like this pushing those fingers in and out slowly before dropping back to 2. He then uses those 2 fingers at a much faster pace, alternating to pull out to rub circles every few minutes.

"St-St-Stinnnng." you say moving your hips with his rhythm naturally.

"That's what I like to hear." he says, applying kisses all over your face as his forehead presses hard against yours. You move your hand on the side of his face down to grab his muscular arm that is currently working it's own sort of magic on you.

"Ughhhh, Sti- St- OHHhhhHh." you says as your body jerks slightly a few times, feeling a new warm and tight sensation through your core, and completely soaking his fingers. Taking deep breaths, you squeeze his arm before falling back where you lay. Sting is smiling down at you as he pulls his fingers out and licks them clean.

"You taste better than I imagined." he says, provoking your face to blush some more.

"Is that so? You've imagined me?" you say, trying to make a joke in the moment.

"If you only knew baby." he says, relaxing back next to you. "Tell Gray I was the first to get you unraveled like that." he laughed and you slapped his arm.

"I'm really glad you want to be my mate... like officially." you confess, with your fingers tracing random shapes on his bare abs.

"Me too. I love you (Y/n)." he kisses your head.

"I love you too, Sting." You put your shirts back on and lay there on his chest, talking for a while.

Sting takes you to dinner not long after, as a conclusion to your date night. You walk slowly on your way home, with his arm draped around your shoulder, laughing into his side the whole way.

"You're brother owes me one. Protecting your innocence back there is an understatement." Sting rolls his eyes, as you lean into his side and look up, receiving a quick kiss. Sting has the biggest smirk on his face as you approach the guild.

"I mean, you didn't completely protect it." you say with a slightly blushing face.

"Don't you do that!" he argues. "You don't understand how hard it was to fight. I'm going to be aching for days thinking about it. Besides, he did tell me to always take care of you." he said flashing the cockiest smile you have ever seen. With that, you two entered the guild for the first time as mates.