A/N - So.. Mating Season's coming up in a few chapters.. I WANNA HEAR YOU CHANTING IM THE COMMENTS;
SMUT! SMUT! SMUT! SMUT! (I! HAVE! PROB-! LEMS!)

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"Then.. It's a date." He smiles, and tackles you in a hug.

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Right now, it's 5:30 pm. The girls (Lucy, Mira, Erza, Levy, Wendy) know about your date with Sting, although Wendy wanted to stay out of it. You're at your place, while the girls fuss over your hair, makeup, and attire.

"Remember, don't fake a personality!" Levy says. She goes on giving you romance advice, straight from a book.

"Ooh, what do you think about this shade?" Lucy holds up a bullet (yes, they're called bullets) of lipstick, this time a pale reddish-pink color. She then shows you a translucent pink lip gloss, "Or this one?"

"You don't have a big variety of dresses to choose from, perhaps you could borrow from me or Lucy?" Erza continues looking through your wardrobe, then holds up a pale green dress. "This?" You shake your head. Then, she puts it back, and her eyes widen. She picks up a casual, elbow sleeved, (f/c) dress with white accents that ended just below the knee. You eagerly nod, grinning happily.

"Hey, (Y/N), stay still!" Mirajane tries to fix your hair, after you shook your head and created a messy loop. After a while of staying still, she pulls out a hairspray container and starts spraying your hair. (If you don't like hairspray, replace it with hair gel, or dry conditioner, and if you don't like either, DEAL WITH IT.) Lucy does your makeup, Erza chooses your dress, Mira styles your hair, and Levy's just there for moral support.

-Meanwhile-

Sting Eucliffe could've sworn he was the most nervous man on earth. He paced about his room, a causal maroon shirt, covered by a sports jacket while wearing jeans. His hair was the usual, a ruffled up, tangled mess. He was there with the rest of Sabertooth trying to calm him down. He was an anxious mess.

He was drinking water when Yukino decided to break the silence, "So, when can I expect little blond and (h/c) babies?"

Sting chokes. Rogue pats his back, trying to suppress a smile, and Lector is silently giggling. "But seriously, I think that (Y/N) would make a great moth--" she stops in her tracks. Her face broke into a grin and she starts laughing. "Aw, guys, you see that? His face lights up at the mention of her name!" Yukino continues laughing, and Rufus comes up to Sting, whispering, "What Yukino said is true, she would make a great mother.." I'm only nineteen! , Sting wanted to argue, but secretly, he was wondering about how you'd make a good mother. In all honesty, he fully agrees. Wait, why am I even thinking this?!?

Rogue then taps Sting's shoulder. "Sting, it's 5:45, I think you'd better head over to (Y/N)'s place to pick her up."

The light dragon slayer simply nods, bids a silent farewell, and headed off.. To your place.

☆*:.｡. ~So Much Fun~ .｡.:*☆

There was a knock on he door. The girls squeal, and you check your appearance once more. You twirl around in your (f/c) dress, (LAVENDER FTW) and fix your curled (h/c) hair in a loose side braid, topped with a (f/c) flower headband. You glance at your natural colored (brown, bronze, white, you get the point. It's makeup that blends prettily with your skin) eyeshadow, and glossy pink lips. (Yes, that thing up there. It sucks balls, but you get the idea.) You take a deep breath and head to the door.

"Hey," you smile.

"Hiii---.." Sting's breath seems to disappear as he catches sight of you. "P-pretty.. (Y/N)... Absolutely.. G-gorgeous.."

You blush, but quickly catch your composure as Sting's eyes stare pointedly at your chest. "Hey, eyes up here, pervert!"

☆*:.｡. ~More Time Skippy WOOSH~ .｡.:*☆

"It's pretty.." You comment, gazing off into the horizon. You gripped your (f/f) ice cream cone, and glanced at Sting. He was staring straight at you, with a mesmerized face. "I said, It's pretty." You repeat.

"Yeah, pretty.. No, beautiful.. " he droned, his gaze still on you.

Your gaze, on the other hand, was on the sun set. "Mmhm.. The sunset is very beautiful.."

"What?" He seemed to snap out of his trance. "I was talking about you."

"U-uh.." You flush a shade of crimson.

"Hey, (Y/N)..?" Sting leans in dangerously close to your face.

"Y-yeah?" Your face was now cycling through millions of red shades.

"Boop~!" You flinch as Sting wipes a bit of his vanilla ice cream on your nose. He smirks and starts running.

"Hey!" You get up, and start chasing him, flicking off your sandals. Somewhere along the way you dropped your ice cream, and he tripped. You were in a position where Sting was on the ground, and you, on top of him. "Hi," you said breathlessly.

"So.." Sting smirks.

"What..?" You looked down, your dress was loose in the 'area', and it hung down from the angle, revealing quite a bit. You decide to tease him. "You enjoying the view?"

"Uh huh.." He blinks a few times, his mouth wide open.

"Well.. NOT 'NYMORE!" You get up and brush yourself off. You wipe away the bit of ice cream on your nose, and giggle.

"Oi! I was catching a bea~utiful view down there!" Sting says, matter-of-factly. You slap him and yell, "Pervert!"

It was about night now, and the sun had completely set. The moon was making its way up, and you could feel its light energizing you.

"Huh.." Sting looks at the moon. "Pretty, but not as much as you."

You snort. "Me? Pretty? I think you've got the wrong girl."

"No, I don't think I know any other girls with dazzling (e/c) eyes, silky (h/c) hair, with a smile that lights up the room, whose name is (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N)."

You giggle softly as he leans in, letting the sparks fly as your lips collide. He carefully pulls away after a good period of time, a string of saliva not wanting to disconnect you.

His forehead is pressed against yours. "So.."

"So.." You repeat.

You both let out a laugh. "Hey, uh, I have things to do over at the guild, so.."

"Yeah," you reply simply, getting the message.

"I'll walk you home!" He offers and you nod.

☆*:.｡. ~This is just TOO MUCH FUN~ .｡.:*☆

"Bye!" Sting gives you one last goodbye kiss as you enter your apartment. He leaves and you turn around..

Only to see a gun pointed straight at your face.

A/N - POOF! Cliffie! I decided to change what I originally had in mind, I wanted to make me feel tingly. When something happens, when the character feels such a deep love for their significant other, and they do anything to make sure they're safe. It gives me a bubbly feeling in my heart and I have to crinkle my nose 'cause it's so weird. I love it though, it's when I can tell which writers are good, and which suck. Make me get the tingly feeling, I respect you. Not? Well then.. You don't meet my standards. Oh well.

Stay bootiful, fellow Sting-Lovers~!
~Em