Hello everyone! This is my first fan fiction! I will be trying to update every week at the least.
I was sitting at my writing desk, desperately trying to find a way around the writers' block. Behind me, I heard the familiar 'thump' of someone climbing through my window. I decided to ignore it, for now. I felt a hot breath on my ear, "Lucy…"
"KYAAAH! Natsu! Don't sneak up on me like that," I warned, my cheeks hot. I had liked Natsu for a while now, I mean, more than nakama normally do. I had begun to fall head over heals for the Fire Dragon Slayer.
His voice reached my ears again. "Luuucyy…."
It hit me like a ton of bricks. He was drunk, I could smell the sake on his breath. I turned around to face him, ready to scold him and tell him to go home. As I turned, my face was incredibly close to Natsu's. I was already red, but what he did next turned me redder than Erza's hair.
Natsu Dragneel, the thickest and most unromantic mage on the planet, pulled my lips to his. I was too shocked to enjoy the moment. I had dreamed of this happening, sure, but it was happening so much differently than I had planned.
He pulled away, and looked at me.
"Luce, you know that I love you, right?"
I shook my head. I didn't want him, not like this. I knew where this was headed, and I liked it. But I didn't want him drunk the first time. Gently, I said, "Natsu, you're drunk. Go home. We need to talk about this first."
He pouted. Oh, it was so hard to resist him. "But, Lucy, I've told you that I love you. What more do we need?"
'Nothing,' I thought, 'Absolutely nothing more than that.' But, I reminded myself, it was mating season for dragons, and he was drunk. I knew that dragon slayer's feelings of lust were severely enhanced during mating season, Natsu had warned me himself about a month ago.
Natsu and I, well, it was complicated. We knew that we had feelings for each other, and had even held hands (hey, it's very romantic for Natsu!). Normally he just disappeared for a few weeks during the spring. This year, he had been on a job up until the season started. He hadn't had time to leave.
I was jolted out of my thoughts as Natsu kissed me again, deeper than before. I surprised myself by kissing him back. 'No, Lucy,' I told myself, 'he's not in his right mind right now. We can't do this.' But, oh, it felt so good to finally be kissing Natsu.
After some ten minutes of making out, I pulled myself away from him. "Natsu," I murmured.
"Yeah, Luce?" he growled. He was kissing my neck, and I found it hard to think coherently.
"Natsu," I tried again. "You're drunk. We –-" I was cut off again by his mouth on mine. I got into the kiss, but there was a nagging in the back of my mind. 'He's drunk, he's drunk, he's drunk.'
I finally extricated myself from is warm, passionate embrace. I got off of his lap and sat down on the couch next to him. I was amused by a lump, growing where I had been sitting a moment before. I was also oddly flattered that I could make him feel that way. I could see the love in his eyes, love for me. I could also see his confusion as to why I had stopped him. There was a little hurt in his voice as he spoke.
"Luce, please. I need this. And I know you want it. I want to be more than friends."
It took every ounce of my will power to speak, and not just attack his lips.
"No, Natsu. Not while you're drunk, and certainly not while you're drunk during mating season."
Gently, Natsu put his hands on my waist, sending an electric current through my body. Our lips met again. My hands wound through his hair. I wanted to savor this kiss. I pulled away.
"Natsu, you can't stay here. I don't want you when you're drunk."
"Lucy. Don't you love-"
I was exasperated. "Of course I love you, Natsu! You baka, how can you think I don't?! I just don't want to do something that we might regret."
Natsu's onyx eyes turned cold with hurt. "Of course. Good night, Luigi." With that, he jumped out of my window and walked away.
I sat down, and tried not to break down. I had wanted him so badly, but we couldn't mate while he was drunk. What if he regretted it in the morning? What if I got pregnant? What if?
I got up and went into the kitchen. I needed some water to calm my nerves. I poured some water into a glass and took a drink. I walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch. I curled up in a ball and tried to forget what had happened. I had never seen Natsu so cold in regard to me. What if he hated me now?
That question pushed me over the edge. I dissolved into tears.
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~EmmyBear