A birthday gift for DancesWithSeatbelts.
Lucy's eyes welled up with tears. She stifled her sobs and clutched onto her knitted blanket for comfort. "This episode is so good," she wailed.
The living room lights flickered on unexpectedly. Lucy covered her eyes with the back of her hand reflexively. She blinked rapidly, desperately trying to adjust from dark to bright light.
"What are you doing, Lucy?"
Lucy peeked behind her fingers, eyes still stinging from the sudden change of the room. Natsu was across the room, his arms were crossed and she could feel the heat of his glare on her.
"Are you watching porn without me?"
Lucy jolted out of the couch, yelping along the way. "W-W-What?"
Natsu was grinning from ear to ear. He walked over to her slowly, licking his lips like she was a prey, ready for him to eat. He picked her off the floor, pulling her in against his chest.
"We agreed a long time ago, Luce," Natsu whispered in her ear, "that we would always watch porn together." Natsu nibbled on the shell of her ear, earning a quiet moan from Lucy.
Lucy's arms snaked their way to Natsu's neck, hanging onto him for dear life because her legs suddenly stopped working. Natsu always had that effect on her. And she loved it.
She rocked back onto the couch, dragging her dragon slayer down with her. "I'm not watching porn, weirdo."
After toppling on top of her, Natsu settled between her legs, and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. He peppered her with kisses, gently sucking her pale skin and darting his tongue to taste her.
A high-pitched shrill interrupted their little romp.
Natsu turned his head and groaned when he realized what Lucy was really watching in the dark.
Lucy turned to face the TV and pushed Natsu off her. "Oh, my goodness! Jun got caught by Master Lee," she giggled, cupping her face in glee.
"Gods, Lucy," Natsu groaned, now sitting on the other side of the couch. "You are addicted to these weird shows."
"Korean drama," she corrected him. "And I'm on episode three, so be quiet or go back to sleep, Natsu."
Her gaze was plastered to the TV. She increased the volume, scoffing and shooting an evil glance at Natsu.
Natsu let out a long sigh, desperately trying to get Lucy's attention. Lucy shushed him, still watching and not even turning her head to tell him to be quiet.
"All these dramas are predictable," Natsu said. Lucy paused the show, and glared at her boyfriend.
"No, they're not." Lucy's cheeks warmed with anger. She loved her K-dramas, and if Natsu wanted to fight about it, she was prepared for battle.
Natsu grinned at her. He chose his words wisely and Lucy's face was pinched in such a cute way, his cock twitched just thinking about the kinds of ways he could do to calm his pretty little celestial mage.
"I have a proposal," Natsu began, "You strip a piece of clothing off every time a cliché moment happens this episode."
Lucy fell silent, her eyebrows furrowed like she was calculating a difficult equation in her head.
"Go on," she finally said. Her heart raced nervously, afraid she might have regretted indulging her boyfriend in this game. It was episode three, early on in the series—where all the cliches happen. Natsu knew shit about K-dramas. Never even once watched a complete episode with her. He was not going to win.
Natsu bared his teeth into a bright smile.
"Strip every time the lead male character looks longingly at the lead female character."
Lucy crossed her arms, her lips curled into a smirk. "That's a typical moment for any drama, but go on."
"Strip every time the female character falls asleep on the male character's shoulder."
Shit. This was a period piece and the next scenes were going to be inside a carriage.
"Strip every time any of the characters have a dramatic moment in the rain."
Holy fuck. This show was literally called "The King's Rain," obviously a pun on "reign." Last episode, Jun cried in the rain.
"Have you been secretly watching this show, Natsu?" Lucy inquired. It was a long-shot, considering Natsu had no patience for these kinds of shows. He really would rather be watching porn.
"Hell no, babe," Natsu replied, shooting her a smile so devious, she was almost sure she saw horns growing on his forehead. "Like I said, these shows are predictable."
"All right, Natsu," Lucy started, slowly crawling to her boyfriend like the lioness that she was. "I agree to your game, but on one condition."
She sat on his lap and Natsu hugged her in closer, stealing a small kiss from her.
"You have to strip every time my predictions happen," Lucy said, her breath fanning Natsu's wet lips. "You might as well play the game with me, too."
Natsu chuckled against her lips, catching the bottom lip between his teeth. Lucy tangled her fingers into his pink hair, softly moaning as she deepened their kiss.
"Strip every time another woman gets jealous of the lead female character."
Natsu snorted, and Lucy wasn't sure if he agreed or disagreed. But her mind was blanking as his hot mouth was wet against her collarbone, most likely leaving little red marks on her skin.
Lucy turned her body to face him, her thighs on either side of his hips as she adjusted to straddle above him.
She was on her knees and she could feel his cock grow between her legs, aching for her to sit down. Her brown eyes stared down at him.
Natsu gazed back, lighting a fire into her belly, and Lucy felt her core drip with desire. Natsu's arms encompassed her small body and he dragged her down to his lap.
Lucy tilted her head back and moaned as she ground against the long length of his shaft.
Natsu's face settled between Lucy's plump breasts, barely contained beneath her pink tank top. His tongue dragged across her chest, licking the salty sweat off her.
Lucy rolled her hips again, this time with more pressure, relieving her aching clit. Natsu jerked his head, thumping it against the couch, as he grabbed her hips to steady both of them.
"Fuck, Lucy," he cried out, lifting his hips to meet Lucy's core. "Hit play already so we can take our fucking clothes off."
Lucy lunged forward and grabbed the head of the couch, her two hands on either side of Natsu's head.
Natsu's hands found their way to her round ass, his fingers sliding inside her short shorts and digging at the apex of her thighs. He craned his neck to look up at Lucy, dropping his jaw when they locked their gazes.
The look on her face was carnivorous, and he took a mental snapshot, forever tucking it away in the back of his brain.
"Room, now," Lucy demanded, her voice sultry.
"Wait, but what about…"
"I said now, Natsu!"
Natsu snapped straight up and grabbed Lucy by her wrist. "Whatever you say, babe!"
The dragon slayer didn't need to be told twice—well, a third time again.