So I realized I unintentionally neglected one of the couples and I had to rectify that.  There will be some NSFW scenes toward the end.

He was becoming accustomed to her routine. He didn't like said routine but it had a natural flow to it. Her job was simple enough that he didn't worry over her much. But the way other males looked at her grated on his nerves. It didn't help how she would smile and flirt back with each of them either.

The other dragon slayers had seen his expressions and took him aside to tell him it was perfectly natural to be possessive over his mate. But that was part of the problem. He hadn't claimed her yet. He couldn't bring himself to do so. She still seemed to be so much better then he was. He didn't think he truly deserved her.

Erik turned back in his seat to face the bar. Kinana was behind him serving drinks. He not only heard her every move. He sensed her. He didn't have to have his keen sense of hearing to feel her the way he did.

Erik began to tap along the side of his nearly empty glass. Soon she would return back to the bar and check on the patrons that sat there, himself included. He just had to keep telling himself soon.

Erik wished he had went with Natsu's team to help them out. But the job was a mild one and didn't really require any more assistance. He would have went with the Thunder Legion to help out on that job. But when he realized he would have to leave Kinana behind... He just couldn't bring himself to do that.

He scented her nearness and felt his claws elongate of their own accord. He had been sleeping on the couch in the living room of her small apartment. Unlike most of the girls of Fairy Tail Kinana didn't live in Fairy Hills. She had a small apartment just down the street a block or so from the guild hall. He began to wonder if staying with her was a mistake. He was too old to live in such close proximity of his mate and not claim her. He was sure that closeness was what was making his dragon traits appear on their own accord.

Erik looked at the clock. Kinana would be closing up in about a half an hour. He would be thankful to get the rambunctious group of overly attentive males away from her. At least they were not overt with their attentions. He had been in too many bars where the males got grabby with any female that caught their eye. Heck Erik had been one of those a time or two. He couldn't really help himself. It was after Cubellios had 'disappeared.' He had lost the friend he had grown up with, and he needed some kind of companionship. Perhaps that had been a mistake also. Knowing how good the act felt but also knowing it was supposed to be even more pronounced with his mate... He felt his body stirring and couldn't help but look in her direction again.

Apparently the half an hour came and went while he was in his own little world because she was saying goodbye to the last of the patrons and locking the door behind them. She picked up a broom and started sweeping. She hummed pleasantly and began to engross herself in the chore. A lock of purple hair fell in her face. As she straightened her posture and pushed the offending hair from her face their eyes met. She smiled at him.

Her coy shy looks lit a fire in him. He felt his venom infiltrate his mouth and relinquished his fear instantaneously that he would poison her. Somewhere within her was still the snake and she was immune to the hazardous concoction that anointed his fangs.

He felt the scales attempt to break out all over his body. But he tried his damnedest to quell the dragon raging inside of him. He made no attempt to move to her side because if he did at that moment they would both be in trouble. This kind of response from just one smile told him one thing. He wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

He watched how her body swayed while she once again became enamored with her task. He listened. Her mind was foggy but she was focusing on remaining in control herself. That was reassuring. He feared that while he knew she cared for him that she still wouldn't come to love him. He thought that he was too dark to be capable of the feeling, let alone have it reciprocated. But he knew her thoughts didn't lie. She might have not had the same difficulties he was having but they weren't far off the mark. They were just more innocent in nature. God, he was thankful for that but not surprised. Her virtue was intact. She spent most of her life as a snake and in his company so of course this made sense. But there had still been that window of opportunity when they had both been separated. The window of opportunity he acted on but she did not.

Kinana rushed to put the broom away and come back to Eric. His mood was different tonight. She felt the turbulent waves of desire crashing into her but couldn't quite decipher if they were her own feelings or if she was somehow reflecting his.

He stood by the door as she finished her task and headed his way. He didn't look her way but like any gentleman he opened the door for her and stood aside holding it and allowing her to pass by him. She heard his deep inhalation of breath as she ghosted past his frame. She felt a part of her mentally saying, it's about time.

That was when he violently grabbed her hand and pulled her down the street. He wasn't hurting her. He would never hurt her. But he was obviously having trouble keeping his need at bay. She somehow felt his need calling to her own body and they hadn't even kissed yet. She was worried she would crumble apart once he put that mouth on hers.

They had made it to her building. The hallway light seeming momentarily blinding while she reached for her keys. When she opened the door she was suddenly thrust toward the couch. She barely registered how the door loudly crashed against the frame when Erik shut it behind him.

"You are mine!" He gritted his fangs together. Trying desperately to remain in control.

She wet her lips. Her cheeks aflame. Her body shaking with nerves and need. She couldn't contain her own need as she whispered, "show me."

He snarled and catapulted into action. His shirt was already shed from his body before he was even a foot away from her. He captured her lips in a kiss of abandonment.

Kinana opened for him when he silently requested it. She tasted the foreign flavor of his venom and grinned. It was warm familiar and part of him. She knew she would be the only one he could inflict it upon. She welcomed that it would never hurt her. It tasted better then any bottle of wine she had ever sampled.

His tongue chased hers and he ground himself against her. She whimpered against him and trailed her fingers up and down his back. Taking time to explore the dimpled valley of his spine.

His lips clung to her flavor. She tasted of wild sun ripened raspberries. He pulled away and smiled at her. "You taste better then I could have ever imagined."

She smiled shyly back at him and looked at his chest. She appreciated his nakedness with bold glances. "You taste quite scrumptious yourself." She giggled nervously.

She probably would never know how much that comment meant to him. But it would never be downplayed in his mind.

He gulped nervously. "I can't hold back anymore. I want to. I just...I can't."

"You're getting older, Eric. I understand. Besides, I would rather have you then some dragon in your place. I would also miss this version of you too much."

Before he could back out or she could chicken out herself. She pulled him with her toward her bedroom.

He glanced around the room and was surprised at the minimal decorations here. Most girls had framed photos and art on the walls he was sure. But the only thing personal about the room was the quilt and the color of the walls themselves.

He was about to ask about the quilt when her actions caught up with him. She peeled her top from her body. Then her skirt was falling to the floor. The movements were so fast he didn't have time to admire how she squirmed to accomplish the feat.

She now only wore a matching lilac bra and panties. Kinana silently hoped he liked them. She didn't have much of a style for clothing but she felt a woman had to at least have pretty undergarments. She hoped he liked what he saw.

"Like isn't the word, love." He stalked around her in a circle, studying his prey. The lilac ensemble was equal parts satin and lace. He watched her as her breasts tightened and her nipples pebbled against the fabric. He couldn't wait to sample her there. Her barely there panties begged him to peel them away and appreciate the purple curls that he knew were hidden from his view.

He reached for her hand and laced their fingers together. Her marveled at how the two drastically different skin tones seemed to meld together harmoniously. Her pale ivory skin that would probably burn to a lobster red if in the sun for too long. His dark olive skin that was basically a permanent tan.

She pulled him to the bed and smiled at him. He wasn't being pushy and it surprised her. But now she wanted more then just his appreciative gazes.

He felt the dragon side take over again. His fingers forming into claws. He shred both her bra and panties rapidly before either could blink. She gasped at the rapid action and nearly attempted to cover herself until she remembered how she wanted this. How she wanted him. How she loved him.

He suddenly gasped loudly. His face full of shock. "What's wrong?"

He shook his head. "I don't know that I am worthy of your love." She tried to interrupt him, and he kissed her gently to silence her. "But, how can I not love a person with a generous heart like yours."

Suddenly there were tears trailing down her face. She pulled his lips back to hers and they became enthralled with each other all over again.

His hands continued to explore her body. He marveled in how she sighed and moaned. He groaned as her scent permeated the room. His fangs elongated and scales erupted over his body. "Damn, I want to explore you all over. But...shit I won't be able to. I need to just sink deep into you and make you mine."

She bit her lip then sighed. She grabbed his hand. She caught him off guard as she licked and sucked his index finger. The bold move was obviously calculated because she then said. "So do that. But make sure I am prepared as much as I can be first please."

He groaned at her bold movements. But then settled the same finger at her core. He rubbed gently up and down her before penetrating her body with it. He explored her depths before moving it back and forth inside her. Her gasps of pleasure made him smile and soon another finger was stroking her body. Her tightness made him nervous and possessive at the same time.

He pulled away from her to shuck his pants and boxers. He stroked at her clit with his thumb as he positioned himself at her entrance. Once she was moaning with pleasure he gently pushed himself inch by inch inside her. He continued his onslaught with his thumb and groaned as she tightened around him even more. The orgasm felt breathtaking against his shaft and he nearly came undone before even fully seated inside her. He took a deep breath and continued his movement.

He felt the barrier and saw her wincing. He sat there for a few minutes until her hips began to move restlessly. Then he pushed past the barrier. She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He wrapped her legs around him and began thrusting inside her gently. Her hips automatically matching him thrust for thrust. He wouldn't last long. He knew that much. He kissed her and position his thumb against her clit again. She whimpered as he plucked at her. He felt her body tighten again as she cried out another release. He felt his own release imminent and his fangs itching to break her skin. He leaned in and nipped at her neck then bit into her as his own climax erupted. He groaned in approval as he felt her tighten around him.

He licked at her mark. Hers would bruise more then the others because of his venom. But he couldn't much care about that. He would be proud she wore his mark. He pulled out of her and laid beside her.

He thought she would be worn out but she seemed alert and giddy. "I need a shower. Perhaps you would want to join me and do some of the exploring you couldn't do previously?"

Fuck, she wanted to go another round already? Shit! "Hell yeah!" He picked her up and carefully flung her over his shoulder. She giggled. He was sure this would be the happiest he would ever be. But then his vision changed and imagined her belly full and heavy with the weight of their future children. No, that would be the happiest he would ever be.