'When did things become so confusing?' I asked myself. I'm sitting on my bed with my back to the door. Thoughts of you are crawling through my mind. You are all I can think about; your touch, your kiss, even you presence is something that I crave. I can't help it. My head falls to my hands, "Why did you have to leave?"
That's all I could ask the empty room. Of course there was no response, I didn't expect a reply. The walls feel empty without you here, and the bed is cold. Everything feels different when I'm sitting here alone. I looked at my hands and then up at the ceiling, questions circling around in my mind, driving me insane with each passing moment. Thoughts of you crawling through window saying things like "Hey Lucy, it's been a while."
I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear the door open. I didn't feel the pressure of someone sitting on the bed behind me. All I cared about was my thoughts of you. It caught me off guard when a hand covered my eyes. I was starting to freak out way before a felt someone's warm breath tickle my neck. I started to flail my arms about but before I could bring them back to hit the person they were already pinned behind me.
Why couldn't I get free? Why does everyone have to be so much stronger than me? A blush slowly crept up my cheeks as I felt the wet tongue lightly brush up my neck, to my jaw bone. I couldn't help but gasp. Who was this? Their teeth nipped at my jaw, then small kisses fluttered down to my shoulder.
"hm,' the person chuckled lightly "cute." Was all that was said.
'Oh no, what am I going to do. I'm totally freaking out he-… wait a second. I know that voice.' I thought in surprise, my eyes going wide. My panic was fading away as a smile graced my lips. "I missed you." The hand moved from eyes and slid to my waist. With a firm grip I was pushed backwards so that I would lie on my back, my blonde hair flying forward with the force. My hands now pinned above my head, and the muscular male trailing kisses up and down my chest. His hands slid down to rub my thigh and then back up to my side, a slow rhythm of movement. The pressure of his body pressed on top of mine; this is the feeling that I've longed to feel. His hair brushed against my face as he made his way up to my collar bone. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation that was surging through my body. It's been so long since I've felt this tingling in my stomach, it's been too long that I've craved this touch, and now I'm finally getting what I wanted.
Finally, slightly chapped lips pressed against mine. I missed this feeling of relaxation. It's amazing how a simple kiss can make me feel so loved, so safe. His calloused hands pressed against my side, then moved to firmly hold my hip. I opened my eyes, waiting to see his beautiful black ones, to see his goofy grin and pink hair, but when I did…. there was nothing. The pressure of his body, the feel of his hands gliding across my skin, the kisses, all of it was gone. It disappeared into the shadows, back to the recesses of my mind.
I looked up at the ceiling above me and sighed, of course it was just a dream. I should have known, he was a bit out of character. He would never say 'hm, cute' that's just so unlike him. He'd never say that. A small tear came to my eye. It's been a couple of months since he left on some mission with Gildarts and I had no clue when he'd be coming home. We'd only been home for a short while before he had left again. I really need to get the courage to tell him how I feel.
"Natsu," I spoke aloud, "Please, come home."