Summary: "I paid and now I think I deserve my kiss. I'm the one who is following the rules. It is you who has to meet the end of the bargain." He said, his warm breath fanning over her face as he spoke, thumbs rubbing circles on the exposed skin that made Lucy suck in her breath. "I am going to kiss you now." He announced, brushing his lips temptingly over Lucy's.
Rating: T
Story: Of course, who wouldn't want to kiss strangers? Lucy doesn't. Natsu and Lucy, kissing booth. Nuff Said.
Kissing Booth
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Kiss Me?
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Aislinn-Black
"Mira, this is stupid." Lucy complained—it was bad enough that she was stuck in this stupid forsaken kissing booth on a hot day; but the fact that she had to wear a stupid top that had the words Kiss Me emblazed on it. No, that wasn't even the real reason why she was salty, it was more so because Lucy had initially planned on working at the dunk tank with Juvia along with the cotton candy stand—but no, here she was possibly giving up her first kiss to a stranger who probably had a cold sore or something.
Every summer, Fairytail High hosted their own fair to raise up money for school events or for other charity causes. Clowns, dunk tanks, cotton candy, food-eating contests—all that good stuff. This year wasn't different, if it wasn't for Erza's "gentle persuasion"—and by gentle she meant having a sword-held-up-to-your-throat-gentle, Lucy would be home curled up in bed with a good book.
Wrinkling her nose, Lucy supposed that it was her own fault for even agreeing to help with the fair knowing that her friends would be involved. No offense to them, but crazy things tended to happen—especially if it was all of them involved.
Charity or not, this girl was not lip-locking with some douche.
"Oh cheer up Lucy," Mirajane hummed happily, "It isn't that bad."
Lucy grumbled, "Says you," she snorted, "just look how much money you made." It's true, having a pretty girl in front of a kissing booth really reeled in the money. It could almost top the dunk tank's income—well if it wasn't that the school used their varsity sports players to sit in the tank and taunt the crowd.
"Oh, Lucy." Mirajane chuckled.
Lucy rolled her eyes and glanced down at the clipboard in her lap that had the rules printed on the white paper.
1). Five dollars per kiss.
"Five dollars for a few kisses seems pretty expensive." Lucy commented, in which Mira shrugged saying something along the lines of "It's business."
2). Set the timer for three minutes.
3). Put the money in the jars and set the full ones under the counter.
Lucy squinted closely at the sloppy handwriting near the end.
4). Ten dollars for a French kiss.
Wow, wow, wow. "I am NOT French kissing anyone."
Mirajane winked setting the empty jar on the table, "You say that now and then some hottie is going to slam a ten down on the table and make out with you."
"And I would tell him no." Lucy deadpanned.
Mira pouted, "Come on, Lucy how are you supposed to meet any guys?"
"At a kissing booth? Do you really think I'm trying to meet some guy who is allegedly Mr. Right at a kissing booth?"
Yet, the bright creepy smile never left Mira's face, "No, you silly, not Mr. Right, more like Mr. Right now."
"Right, because that totally makes this better." Lucy grumbled.
Mira frowned, her friend just needed a little bit of a push. The white-haired beauty's smile widened like a light bulb had gone off in her head.
Lucy also took notice of this. "I don't like that look on your face."
"I am going to help you." Mira declared.
"Um, that's okay," Lucy said raising her hands up in surrender with an uneasy smile spread across on her face. "I don't need help, really."
But Mira didn't take no for an answer, "I. am. going. to. help. you."
Now, Lucy wasn't so sure on who was scarier: Mirajane or Erza.
And so Lucy couldn't fight back as Mirajane pounced on her.
Volunteer at the fair, they said.
It'll be fun, they said.
"Look how much money I made!" Mira cried shaking the jar in front of her friend's face. It wasn't surprised, Mira was one of the, if not, hottest girls at the school. She had the long silver locks and piercing blue eyes and flawless skin, and that smile hypnotized everyone.
Uninterested, Lucy tucked a strand behind her ear and turned the page of her book, "Props."
"How about you? How much did you—" Nosily, The white-haired girl looked on the other side of the booth to glance at the jar sitting on Lucy's table. Mira's blue eyes widened in disbelief, "You haven't kissed one person?!"
"Nope." Lucy said without missing a beat.
"Luuucy," Mira wailed.
Lucy rolled her eyes at her friend's dramatic scene, "What? I told you that I didn't want to help at this stupid kissing booth—"
"Right," Mira said, "Because you wanted to work at the dunk tank with those guys."
"At least I wouldn't have to kiss anyone." Lucy shrugged, "Now shush, let me finish my book."
Mira snatched the book out of her hands, "No."
"Hey!" Lucy cried, "I was reading that!"
"Oh well, I did your hair for you-" Mira did do a nice job with the braid, "And even tried giving you advice!" Mira snapped, then the beauty paused with a mischief grin on her face, "That's it I'm bringing my friends over here. You are going to kiss someone!"
Lucy swallowed the hard lump against her throat and suddenly the heat had begged her to go hide and get some water. Kissing a stranger? That would do absolutely nothing for her. If she was as confident as Mira or her other girl friends then this wouldn't be a problem. But for her, she felt very...she felt like somebody's toy.
"You just need a little eye candy."
"I DO NOT NEED EYE-CANDY!"
"Be right back," Mira winked and left the entire booth to the blonde. Lucy sighed seeing as boys walked over to the booth wanting to get something. "Sorry, boys the kissing booth princess went on break."
One of the attractive boys wiggled his eyebrows, "Then why don't you give me a little something?" Arrogant.
Lucy sneered, "My face is up here buddy." She snapped at his friend and then turned to the red-haired, "And you, if you don't leave in four seconds I am going to kick you in the balls."
The color drained from their faces, if they had tails they would for sure be in between their legs as they quickly left the booth.
Never again was she planning on helping at the school fair.
"There's Lucy! LUCY!" Mira's distant voice called waving her hand dramatically to get Lucy's attention.
Lucy muttered under her breath, "Great." True to her word, Mira had brought a couple of friends: two guys to be exact. The clumps of shadows blocked the sun out of her eyes which she was grateful for.
Mira stood in front grinning widely as she shoved the boy's forward like they were on a display. Boy number one had short choppy blonde hair with a large fit body: broad shoulders, bulging biceps, and his abs were clearly visible under his tank top. His eyes were a bottomless blue, bushy eyebrows and a large thunder scar on his right eye that went down to his cheek. "This is Laxus."
Said boy just huffed.
"Kissing booth?" The second person, who was definitely a male, chuckled immaturely. Lucy rolled her eyes, this was probably some lame-o boy who wanted to prove to his friends that he could kiss a girl.
"Yeah and it's closed." Lucy snapped.
"Oh really?" He asked, amused.
Lucy raised her brow, "Yeah."
"It's says open right there." He smirked showing off the tiny fang in his mouth.
Dammit.
For some reason this boy irritated her, whether it was because he had unnatural colored hair (it was pink for Mavis' sakes), whether that cocky smirk had yet to be wiped off from his face, whether he was a good looking guy who seemed like a douche, or maybe it was the fact that he continued to stare at her.
"Lucy?" Mira caught the blonde's attention, "Can you hold down the fort while...Laxus and I get something to eat?" Lucy eyed Mira and how her hand fumbled towards Laxus—oh, oh, that's why, thank Mavis she didn't have to kiss him.
Lucy waved the girl off, "Yeah, yeah sure."
Mira beamed, "Thanks, Lucy! Natsu try not to piss Lucy off too much, she has a temper."
"I do not!" Lucy objected.
"See?"
Lucy huffed, crossing her arms. "Bye Mira."
"Okay, okay, see you in a hour, Lucy-goosey!" Lucy flinched at the stupid nickname watching how Mira and what's-his-face had already began to walk down to the food area.
"So," The guy who went by Natsu trailed off, leaning on the counter, "how much for a kiss?"
"I told you it's closed. The princess just left, so if you want a smooch you're going to have to wait."
Natsu smirked, "But," he leaned closer, "You're the one wearing the cute kiss-me shirt. So I'll ask again, how much for a kiss?"
Lucy leaned back, exhaling loudly, focusing on anything but his obsidian-green eyes. Sure he was attractive: a muscle shirt with the school's emblem, khaki cargo shorts, clean shoes and pink tousled hair, everything about him screamed: hottie alert!
His colorful eyes trailed around the booth and locked onto the pricing, "Five dollars, huh."
"That's what it says Captain Obvious."
"Roll back the attitude there, Lieutenant Sarcasm." His lips parted into the most adorable grin—wait did she just say that he had an adorable grin?
Natsu fished in his pocket, "If you don't want to be kissed then why are you here?"
"Not by choice, obviously." Lucy crossed her arms over her chest.
Natsu hummed, "Too many bad kissers? Don't worry, Luigi, I'll be the prince today." He leaned forward, eyes flicking down to her lips. Mavis, why did he smell so good? She didn't even bother to correct him about her name.
Lucy was flustered, "Seriously though, if you wait about an hour the real deal will be here."
"I don't want the real deal," he said breath fanning her face, "I want you." He took his hand and played with one of her loose strands, "Besides I have my five dollars right here." He whispered huskily.
Lucy shoved him, "I already told you I am not kissing anyone."
"And?"
Lucy growled, "And that means I plan to fulfill that!"
Natsu laughed. To be honest, Lucy wouldn't mind hearing that baritone laugh everyday—get your mind out of the gutter, Lucy! Keep him away!
"Natsu."
"Luigi."
"My name is Lucy. Now shoo, fly. Don't bother me." The blonde snapped. Gosh as cute as he was, he was very obnoxious.
The smile on his face faded, "Fuck this." he said dropping the five into the jar.
"Thanks for donating." Lucy said monotonously.
Before Lucy could blink, Natsu had slipped behind the booth and stood right in front of her. "I paid and now I think I deserve my kiss." His toned arms flexed as he stepped towards her. Lucy found herself backed up against the booth's wall. Her eyes widened in fear, to her surprise and disgust, she wanted him to touch her. Wanted him to run his arms around her body and—
"No!" Lucy cried trying to push his weight off of her. "I already told you-,"
Natsu smirked, "And yet you're not trying hard enough to push me away." He was right, she wasn't putting in her full effort. Mavis, why did he smell so good? His scent was like a bonfire mixed with cinnamon: fresh and desiring. "I'm the one who is following the rules. It is you who has to meet the end of the bargain here." He said, his warm breath fanning over her face as he spoke.
His hands ran up and down her sides before resting on her waist, thumbs rubbing circles on the exposed skin that made Lucy suck in her breath.
They locked gazes.
Natsu's eyes flickered down to her lips and back up to her brown eyes. "I am going to kiss you now." He announced, brushing his lips temptingly over Lucy's.
Lucy freaked out on the inside because when he bent down for their lips to fully meet she hadn't stopped her. Instead, she enjoyed his soft lips move leisurely against hers. And soon, Lucy found herself lost in Natsu's kisses. Her eyes slowly closed and her hands slipped down to his chest. Natsu growled, yanking her closer to him until her body was pressed firmly against his, mouth moving furiously.
Her hands slid down his chest and under his muscle shirt to trace his abs. Natsu growled again and in response he nipped at her lower lip. And to fill her embarrassment even more, Lucy moaned.
Laughter and chatter of passers-byers reminded her that there were still people all around her and she wasn't into PDA. But something about Natsu made her not even care about being watched. Did she even start the timer? She loved the taste of his minty cool breath, moving her lips right along his.
Natsu teased her lips with his tongue, sucking, nipping, and licking just to draw a moan from her which he found so sexy.
Kissing Natsu wasn't so bad.
Mm.
Her first kiss.
Wait one second!
Her first kiss!
"Hey, Lucy I'm back—"
Lucy's eyes widened and she pulled away, shoving Natsu in the process. Natsu grinned widely, panting; while Lucy's fingers trembled against her lips. She gave this complete stranger her first kiss.
Lucy looked around the area, praying that no one saw what happened. But then, she heard that voice; and then her eyes locked onto the shocked blue ones.
"M-M-Mira, you got it all—"
"OH MY GOD!"
"—wrong..."
Once again—volunteer at the fair they said, it'll be fun they said.
Lucy inwardly huffed. Liars.
There we go first chapter is done. Please, I'd love to read your thoughts if I should continue this or not, I would appreciate it. Excuse the errors, please I will fix them again, I hope you have a fantastic day and remember: YOU ARE LOVED.
—Aislinn-Black