For Natsu? Zero actual fucks.

Natsu was convulsing on the ground. The urge in his balls was maddening as was the intense lust driving his erection. Yet he could not for the life of him get any form of relief, despite dragging and grinding his overheated cock and balls against the cold marble of the restroom floor.

With tears streaming down his red-hot face, Natsu choked on his sobs of frustration between mad panting. “P-please…” Natsu whimpered.

“Araaaa?” Someone said.

Glancing up, Natsu saw that the restroom door had been unlocked and opened. In the doorway stood the cool platinum blonde maid, Aribeth, and another new maid with long, silky, silver-grey hair. Even in his tormented state of mind, Natsu could guess that the other girl was Yennever.

“H-help…” Natsu wheezed. He truly felt like he would die if he didn’t blow his wad soon.

Yennever’s surprised face turned into one with a malicious grin. “So this is the mighty Salamander of Fairy Tail?” She asked coyly.

Aribeth, who maintained a cool composure merely looked at Natsu without registering much emotion on her angelic face. “Disgraceful,” she said.

“P-please, something is wrong with me…” Natsu gasped. Even with the girls watching, Natsu couldn’t stop grinding his crotch against the floor.

Yennever giggled. “I guess even mages of Fairy Tail’s caliber only amounts to this much, huh?”

Aribeth nodded. “They are trifling in the face of Master Enzo’s will.”

Yennever bit her lower lip naughtily. A healthy blush had formed across her beautiful face, clearly betraying her arousal. She stepped into the bathroom and proceeded to step on Natsu’s head, mashing his face into the ground. “Have some class, you fucking degenerate,” she said hotly, “You’re in a nobleman’s house for god sakes.”

“Mmffhhmmhhh,” replied Natsu.

“Eh, senpai, what should we do with this filthy rag?” Yennever asked, looking like she was about to burst with excitement.

“It appears he is having trouble ejaculating,” Aribeth replied.

“Ooooh. I’ve seen this on my brothers!” Yennever said, “It’s master Enzo’s ball-burn cock-lock. Tee hee. My older brother would do anything for me just to get out of it. So cute!”

“Perhaps we should bring him back to master Enzo and await further instructions?” said Aribeth.

“Ahh, good idea. Maybe he will praise us,” Yennever said.

Yennever removed her foot from the back of Natsu’s head. “Get up and pull up your pants, you disgusting Fairy-worm,” she ordered.

Trembling, Natsu did as Yennever commanded. After that, he was duly marched out of the restroom.

Once in the hallway however, Natsu quickly bolted away towards the stairs that lead down to the main floor.

“Gotta… get… out… warn… everyone…” he panted.

He was about to leap down the stairs when somebody grabbed the back of his head and slammed him into the ground.

“Gurrkh!” Natsu groaned. He turned to look up and saw Aribeth standing over him.

The blonde angelic beauty adjusted her displaced maid headband neatly back in place on her head while she gazed down impassively at Natsu with her enchanting emerald-green eyes. “I must insist that you behave yourself in Donny-sama’s domain, sir Natsu,” the blonde maid said.

Yennever came over and squatted beside Natsu. She was wearing a shorter maid outfit, so Natsu had a clear view of her black-lace panties. “Ouchie, that looked like it hurt,” Yennever said, “No running in the hallways okay? It ruins the carpet. Here let me help you up!” She said and extended her hand.

Meekly, Natsu took Yennever’s hand.

With a sudden unbelievable burst of strength, Yennever yanked Natsu off the ground to his tippy toes and swung her other fist into his gut. Hard.

“Guhhhh!” Natsu gasped.

Before he could recover, Natsu found himself swung around and slammed against the nearby wall by the dainty silver-haired girl with only one hand on his neck.

“Oi punk,” Yennever growled. Her bright, sunny voice had suddenly dropped to a dark dreadful drawl. Her cheery disposition was gone and in place was a sadistic, cruel visage, which somehow hauntingly made her look even more beautiful. “Who the fuck do you think you are? Huh? Did you really think you can mess with us?” Yennever asked murderously.

Despite her slender frame, the girl’s strength was unreal. Natsu’s eyes rolled back into his head as he felt the girl’s iron grip start to crush his windpipe.

“Lemme let you in on a little secret, you uncultured mage swine,” Yennever said, “Before I was a maid, I was in the knight guild, Valkyrie Veil. Do you know what our speciality is?” Yennever leaned closer until her face was nearly touching his nose. “I’m an elite mage-hunter, you punk. If you try that again, I’ll fucking rip your arms off and shove them up your ass.”

“Oh my, this is surprising,” Aribeth said, cocking her head sideways at Yennever, “I had no idea you were a knight from Valkyrie Veil.”

Yennever suddenly released Natsu’s neck, dropping him on the floor like a sack of moldy potatoes. She covered her reddening cheeks with her palm and fidgeted left and right. “Kyaaa. I-I’m sorry senpai. I wanted to bring it up later when we have some time alone together. I’ve actually recognized senpai ever since I first saw you serving in this manor. Y-you’re Aribeth Swannpoet aren’t you? T-the Golden Seraph of the Angel Crown knight-guild!”

Aribeth smiled softly and nodded. “I was formerly with Angel Crown, yes. But that nickname was given to me by the press.”

“I-I’m a huuuuuge fan of senpai,” Yennever gushed, “Y-you’re the coolest!”

Aribeth seemed to blush a little. She chuckled and bowed her head humbly. “I am greatly honored. I have several good acquaintances in Valkyrie Veil, and have had the pleasure of working together with the guild on many occasions.”

The flustered Yennever quickly bowed repeatedly at Aribeth. “N-no, p-please, t-the honor is all mine, senpai!”

Aribeth glanced at Natsu who was slumped over on the floor, still winded. “Let us trade tales later, Yen. Shall we make haste and escort sir Natsu back to Donny-sama’s bedroom?”

“Yup!” Yennever replied brightly before delivering a sharp kick to Natsu’s side. “Get up mage dog,” she barked with her deep menacing voice, “If you make me drag you to Donny-sama’s room, so help me god, it will be because both of your kneecaps have been shattered.”