The day came to an end before anyone even realized it at the camp where the Guild Master and the three S-Class Mages were gathered.
As night fell over the dunes, they conversed about the contestants.
"Honestly speaking, what do you think of the kids after watching them in their exam today? Any comments you'd like to make?" Makarov asked.
"To be frank, if things keep going like this, Alex and Cana are going to breeze through every trial," Erza replied without hesitation.
Everyone had witnessed how, acting solely as support, Alex enabled Cana to clear a dozen giant monsters at the token locations. Alex didn't even need to join the offensive; he simply restored Cana's mana, stamina, and cards throughout the entire fight.
Mirajane nodded at Erza's remark. There was no point in dwelling on it: no matter how much they discussed it, the outcome wouldn't change with them on the field.
Laxus was lying down nearby. Even he spared any derogatory comments toward Alex, which was a small sign of respect on his part.
"The kid's potential is absurd," Makarov commented. "Next year, there's no doubt he'll be the one to become an S-Class Mage."
Erza looked at the Master, somewhat surprised.
"I feel a bit sorry for next year's participants..."
"Setting Alex aside, the others aren't doing poorly either," Mirajane added. "Cana is showing her strength, but she still needs to display an overwhelming force to be a full-fledged S-Class Mage."
Even though Cana was her friend, Mira wasn't about to let anyone without the proper level earn the rank. She didn't want anyone to go through what she suffered in the past.
Erza nodded in agreement with Mira's sentiment.
"I'll see further down the road whether or not Cana has what it takes to pass. For now... what do you think about the other contestants?"
Mirajane and Erza turned to look at Laxus, expecting him to speak up for his team members, but that wasn't Laxus's style. If Freed had what it took to become an S-Class Mage, he had to step up and crush his rivals on his own merit; only then could he prove his worth.
Seeing that Laxus remained silent, Erza continued:
"Of the rest, I only see Freed as currently capable of standing at an S-Class level... but with Alex in the exam, I highly doubt he can achieve it this year."
"Fufufu, nor next year," Mirajane giggled. Against magic as ridiculous as Alex's, there was very little anyone could do.
Makarov saw it the same way. Natsu, Gray, and Alzack needed to get a bit stronger and, above all, mature. As for Macao and Wakaba... perhaps their prime had already passed.
The three continued chatting a bit more while Laxus stayed to the side in silence, simply listening, until they each retired to their respective tents to rest.
...
Meanwhile, miles away, Alex and Cana were about to face their own battle in the dead of night, sheltered inside their tent.
"Ahhhh... Can't you go a single day without getting so horny?" Cana whispered with a provocative smile as she lay beside Alex.
Both were completely naked; their clothes had vanished before anyone could even notice.
"You say that, but you're soaking wet down here, Cana."
Alex gently used his fingers to stimulate and lubricate her well before the main event. Both were lying on a pair of thick blankets that insulated them from the cold night ground of the desert. With one hand exploring between Cana's thighs and his other arm wrapping her in a possessive embrace, the female mage didn't take long to willingly cooperate.
Cana took the initiative, kissing Alex passionately. Thus began a duel where one tongue sought to dominate the other into submission. After several breathless seconds, they separated, leaving a thin string of saliva connecting their lips.
"Stop teasing and put your hot cock inside me, Alex."
Alex smiled with satisfaction.
"As the lady commands. Just lie back and enjoy."
He positioned himself between Cana's legs and used his hands to lift her firm ass, settling her onto his lap. Cana collaborated by spreading her thighs and parting her lips with her fingers, offering him a breathtaking view.
Without wasting time, Alex lined up his shaft and sank deep into Cana's vagina. He began driving his hips rhythmically, thrusting in and out of her tight passage.
Pah, pah, pah...
The sound of flesh slapping rítmically echoed within the tent.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
Cana matched each thrust by moving her own hips atop Alex's lap as he sat under her.
"You never stop grabbing my ass, Alex..."
She felt his hands squeezing her cheeks firmly.
"I can't help it. It's your fault for having an ass that feels so good to touch."
"Ahh... Then grab my ass as much as your heart desires, squeeze it as tight as you want... but don't forget about my nipples!"
Alex kept fondling her backside, but with one hand, he tilted Cana's torso toward him so they were eye-to-eye. Cana sat firmly on his penis, wrapping her legs around his waist and leaning back slightly, inviting him to take her breasts.
Alex didn't hesitate and devoured Cana's nipples one by one. Holding her waist and hips, he guided her up and down his lap to keep penetrating her without mercy. Cana's tightness gripped his shaft with every stroke, while her juices allowed for effortless sliding.
Pah, pah, pah...
Unable to hold back any longer, Alex picked up the pace and released deep inside her. Cana clamped her legs tightly around his waist, wanting to take his whole load into the depth of her womb.
"Ahhhhh!"
Feeling his hot seed flood her insides, Cana reached an intense orgasm, her walls contracting tightly around Alex's cock.
Of course, neither of them was going to settle for just one round. The desert bore witness to a prolonged erotic battle inside that tent after an intense day of fighting.