"Fireworks"
Every time their lips touched, Juvia felt as if an explosion of fireworks were going off. Eyelids slipping shut, she mustered up as much passion as she could and kissed him like it was their last time. Pale hands tangled themselves in soft, spiky pink locks, tugging the fire dragon slayer impossibly closer, never breaking their heated kiss.
Natsu's hands touched her all over; cupping her ample breasts in each palm, he wasted no time in squeezing them, causing her moan against his lips. She arched into his touched, pressing herself against him, and she was rewarded with him teasing the hell out of her nipples, taking each between his fingertips and pinching them harshly, already knowing that she relished some pain with her pleasure.
It was she who broke their kiss, pulling away with a gasp, her lips red and shiny with saliva. He wasn't bothered; he merely kissed her neck instead, nipping the skin with his sharp fangs. He sucked hickies in places she knew she wouldn't be able to cover completely, but she couldn't find it in herself to truly be furious. How could she be when this gorgeous hunk of a man was doing things to her body she didn't imagine possible?
Natsu pulled away to admire his handiwork. She was sprawled against his covers, her hair a messy sea of blue. Bruises bloomed on her pale skin, but he knew Juvia loved it when he left marks, reveled in it even. She was one kinky little minx though, so he wasn't surprised. She was wonderfully naked, and he felt his dick throb almost painfully at such a tantalizing sight. She drove him crazy almost effortlessly, and she had no clue.
Then again, maybe she did.
"Spread those long legs for me, babe," he purred, smirking when she blushed scarlet as his choice of words. Juvia bit her lip, gaze lidded as she did as he asked, slowly so he could appreciate the view, and appreciate Natsu did. Her thighs were thick, and, like her legs, toned. He stared at them a moment or so longer before he shifted his gaze to the treasure that lied between her legs.
His mouth watered as her scent hit him, teasing his nostrils with its wondrous scent. He breathed in deeply, inhaling her delicious aroma. Carefully guiding her legs so that they were sitting on his shoulders, he licked his lips before looking at her once more.
"Still thinking about ol' Ice Princess?" Juvia's grin was coy, and he was pleased to see no lingering hints of sorrow and anguish in her pretty blue eyes. He was surprised she came to him of all people for comfort, but he wasn't complaining. He'd be lying if he said he didn't find her attractive; she had a figure most girls would kill to have, she was sweet and kind, if not overzealous, and when she loved, she loved hard and passionately. Putting a smile on her face was no trouble at all.
"Natsu-sama hasn't really done a good job in making Juvia forget." Her tone was teasing and challenging all at once, and Natsu didn't back down from a challenge.
"Oh, really? Allow me to fix that then. You'll be screaming my name before the night's over with."
"Is that a threat?" Natsu's smile was almost feral, his fangs peeking out from between his lips, and the sight made Juvia shiver with pleasure, the ache between her legs impossible to ignore. Just what was this man doing to her?
"It's a promise."