Title: Taking Things Slow
Summary: "With Lucy, I like taking things slow." Oh, really, Natsu? Drabble.
Warnings: The rating lingers between T and M... or I don't know lololol. Expect some grammar errors and typos. I've typed this on Notepad XD
It had been almost two months when Lucy, his Lucy, agreed to be his girlfriend.
Everyone in the guild had been asking them about their, uuuuuhhh, sex life, but Natsu would blink and then he would say, "With Lucy, I like taking things slow."
He sniffed around his girlfriend. A sweet, intoxicating but foreign smell had been lingering on her these past few days and that bugged the dragon slayer.
Was something wrong with her?
Shaking the thought out of his head, he ignored it and commented on Gray's lack of clothes once again. (Gajeel and Levy were nowhere to be seen, and Jet, together with Droy, had been searching for the blue-haired mage since this morning.) You know, the usual.
Lunch came, and the couple sat on a table together with Gray (and Juvia, those two could be seen together these past few weeks) and Erza. Happy went to a mission with Charle and the Sky dragon slayer, and they were about to get back to the guild three days from now.
All of them were chatting and laughing and joking with each other, except with Lucy, who seemed to be in her own world, a blush of pink dusting both her cheeks.
The red-haired mage suddenly slammed her hand on the table while laughing at something Gray told her, making some of the utensils fall on the floor.
"Oi, Erza! Be careful," said the fire dragon slayer as he clicked his tongue, which earned a few snide remarks from the ice mage in front of him. He then ducked under the table and started to search for the fallen silverware's.
It was then that he smelled Lucy's new scent again. It was a lot stronger now and it was more intoxicating to the fire mage's sensitive nose.
Natsu sniffed around Lucy's legs, only to find out that the smell she was emitting was from... there. He blushed at the thought of him and Lucy doing those... those things.
Unable to control himself further after a few more sniffs, he stood up, forgetting the utensils under the table and picked his girlfriend up. He carried her like a sack on his shoulders, despite her countless protests.
Everyone in the guild cheered as they watched the pair exit through the door, slamming it as they went out.
"Let me down, Natsu! Where are you taking me?" Lucy asked, quite dizzy because of the way the fire dragon handled her.
"To your apartment."
"Huh? Why?"
"I think you know why, Luce. I can smell you," he said as he smirked. He could imagine the blush on his cheeks and it excited him more.
"I-I-"
The fire mage grunted in response. "So much for taking things slow."
A/N: No comment...? -.-
