Prompt: Car Sex


Natsu snarls against Lucy's neck, eyes squeezing shut in a combination of annoyance and pain. Three. That's the amount of times he's hit his head on something so far. The window, the seat, the damn ceiling when he went to yank off his shirt. He's just about had it with whacking his head on things right now. This was supposed to be romantic, dammit. Perhaps a little slutty, but romantic nonetheless. Well, as romantic as car sex can be. He's not trying for rose petals and candles, but he doesn't want to split his head open either.

Natsu doesn't mind a little pain, but he doesn't think Lucy would like him to start bleeding all over her and the car.

Lucy squirms below him, nails raking down his back and drawing a low groan from him. He nips at her pulse, letting her hands wander his back as he turns to sucking as her available skin. She coos beneath him, head tilting to the side as he trails wet, open-mouthed kisses down the length of her throat before latching onto her rapidly fluttering pulse, enjoying the high whine he pulls from her. Lucy bucks up against him, huffing when he moves just out of range.

He chuckles against her neck, roughly biting at her skin before pulling away to breathe in her ear. "Car sex looks so much easier in the movies," he murmurs, one hand slipping down the length of her body, fingers dipping around to caress her inner thigh. Lucy gasps when his fingers skim her core, digits coming away wet and sticky. He thumbs at her clit, not enough to make her moan, but just squirm beneath him, hips searching for his fingers as he pulls away.

Natsu noses her throat, grinning when she pants against his ear. He goes back to teasing her lower lips, keeping the pressure light as he traces her center. She wriggles against him, letting him know exactly what she wants, but Natsu denies her, continuing to prod and tease and flick at her clit without tipping her over that edge.

He wants her dripping.

She's almost there, but not quite.

Lucy huffs again, dragging her nails up his spine only to fist her hands in his hair, yanking his head away from her neck and up to her lips. Natsu grins against her, groaning when she sucks his lower lip into her mouth and nibbles at his skin. He retaliates by pinching her nipple and Lucy squeals. Natsu catches her head before she can bang it against the door, curse muffled by her lips.

She sends him a glare, but there's a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, so he knows she's only playing. "Just remember," she mumbles against his lips, pulling away to breathe against his ear, "you're the one that wanted to try this." Her lips trail along his jaw, kisses going soft to rough quickly.

Natsu growls, pouting because he knows she's right. She asked him earlier this week what he wanted to do to her, and (on top of pitching a tent in the middle of his workplace) Natsu also awkwardly blurted "car sex" for all of his coworkers to hear. He's never seen Gray look quite so disturbed.

He grinds down against her suddenly, covered hips moving roughly against hers. This time, Lucy does moan, and Natsu hides a grin against her neck, tongue lapping at her pulse. "I don't see you complaining," he rasps, head dropping to rest against her shoulder when her hips lurch up to meet his.

She hums beneath him, legs hooking around his as she rolls against him. Natsu swears, yanking away from her to tip at his belt, only to bash his elbow against the front seat. "Oww, fuck!" he hisses, squeezing his eyes shut. Below him, Lucy giggles, the sound soothing his aching arm, but sending the pulse right to his cock. Lucy laughing always has been his favorite thing. "Don't make fun of me," he gripes, pouting down at her. He reaches out to pinch her nipple again, gaining another lovely shriek of laughter from her.

"I didn't say anything!" she argues, humming when he continues to roll her nipple between his fingers. Lucy arches into his touch, her own hand trailing down his chest and stomach, teasing fingers slipping below the waistband of his jeans and tickling the skin below.

She pulls back, cupping him through his pants, and Natsu's head tilts back, a sigh spilling from his chest as she gives him a squeeze. "I know what you were thinking," he mumbles, eyes fluttering shut when she teases him through his pants. She tugs at his belt suddenly, and there's a scrapping sound as it comes undone. His zipper follows, and Natsu's eyes snap open when Lucy's hand slips beneath his boxers to grip him firmly.

"Psychic," she teases, thumbing the tip of his cock. He whines when she pulls away, but then she looks up at him through her lashes, and Natsu wets his lips. Someone's clearly tired of playing. He smirks, and Lucy's fingers curl around his pants as she helps him wiggle them down to his knees.

He kisses the hollow of her throat, enjoying the way she shivers when he runs his canines along her skin. "Nah," he drawls, one hand gripping at her thigh as he spreads her legs, settling into her hips with ease. She gasps below him, head tilting back as his length runs along her folds, his tip kissing at her clit. He rocks against her slowly, peppering her throat and collarbone with wet kisses and making her releasing a breathy laugh. "I just know you," he breathes against her skin. "I know where you want me," he groans against her, hand slipping between them to line his cock up against her. She whines beneath his, tugging at his hair and Natsu grins. "I know the things you like."

He pushes into her roughly, slipping in easily, she's so wet. Lucy bites back a mean, arching into him, and Natsu pulls back out, dragging along her walls slowly and making her whimper. He plunges back into her roughly, hips snapping forward when she murmurs his name. Natsu leans down to snarl in her ear, hips rocking against hers slowly. "And how do you like it, Lucy?" he demands, biting at her neck when she squeezes around him.

He already knows the answer, knows she likes it when he's a little rough with her. He knows that she moans louder when he goes faster and knows that she makes the sexiest little breathy sounds when he drags along her walls, he knows she'll cum over and over if he plays with her clit right, and he especially knows that she gets off on him talking to her.

He gets off on it too, so it's a win-win for the two of them.

"Natsu," she whimpers, legs curling around his hips to drag him closer. Her hips shift against his, and she bucks up against him when he continues to go slow. Lucy pulls at his hair a bit harder, enough to make him hiss, and he laughs against her throat, feeling how eager she is against him.

And he'll give her what she wants, but only after she asks for it.

Neither of them are going to get off going slow like this, but for now he's content to play with her. Though, he doubts that will last long.

He rubs along her walls slowly, and Lucy catches her lower lip between her teeth, eyes squeezing shut as she tries to get him to go faster, harder, something to soothe the ache between her legs. She whines his name again, groaning when Natsu stops completely.

"Tell me," he demands again, one hand slipping between her legs, his thumb ghosting over her clit. She chases his fingers, but he evades her, shifting just out of reach.

Lucy relents after several long seconds, pouting. "Fuck," she hisses at him, snapping her hips up against his roughly. Natsu moans, grabs her hips before she can do it again, holding her in place. "God," she moans, head falling back to rest against the seat, "I like it when you fuck me."

Natsu hides a smile against her hair. "Good girl," he breathes against her, beginning to move his hips against hers once more. It's still not enough, and Lucy lets him know that he's not giving her what she wants, nipping at his neck roughly. Her teeth skim along the scar on his throat and Natsu's hips snap against hers hard enough to drag a filthy moan from the girl below him.

He bites his lip, wanting to do it again, but holding back. He wants her begging him for it.

"Natsu," she moans, writhing beneath him.

He nuzzles her throat. "Gonna beg for it?" he asks her, placing butterfly kisses along her collarbone.

He gives another harsh thrust when she hesitates, his teeth sinking into her shoulder as she squirms. Her "please" reaches his ears quickly enough, and Natsu grins against her. She tugs at his hair again, and he huffs, cock dragging out of her slowly, head running along a sensitive spot inside her, only to slam into her roughly a moment later, making her cry out beneath him, hips bucking against his.

Lucy moans at the unexpected thrust, eyes squeezing shut as he rubs along every inch of her. It's followed by another, and then another, until he's sliding over her relentlessly—hips snapping against hers roughly and making her writhe against him, sobbing and panting as he pounds into her. Her nails dig into his skin as her hips jerk up to meet his, matching his thrusts with her own as she circles against him. "Fuck, you're so big," she moans against his ear, mouth open as she pants.

Her walls suck at his retreating length as he pulls out, making a horrible, wet sucking sound as he as the head of his cock rubs against her. Lucy moans loudly against his ear, his name mixed with garbled praises. Lucy arches against him, letting him hit deeper inside of her.

It's hard to move in the backseat, but Natsu manages to hike her hips higher against his, angling so that his cock is hitting a wonderful place inside her. He slams into her to his own rhythm—fast and rough and leaving her unable to simply think. He moans against her ear, the only sound in the car their breathing and the wet, filthy, skin against skin slap every time he drags his cock out of her, removing all but the head before plunging back inside.

"Lucy," Natsu groans against her throat, voice hoarse and thick from moaning. He snarls as her walls squeeze around him, hips rolling against his roughly. He swallows down another moan, eyes rolling back as she clamps down on him tightly, nearly sobbing as she trembles below him. His lips peruse her neck, mouth sucking on her skin greedily, a growl spilling from him. He thrusts into her harder, faster, pulling out less than before and slamming into her twice as hard. She whimpers, gasping his name and begging him to. Her nails drag along his skin harshly, nearly drawing blood as his teeth sink into her neck, tongue lapping at her pulse point before giving a rough suck to her skin. Her fingers twitch against his clammy back, her head spinning, the air around them suffocating and all too hot.

Fog coats the windows, their breath hot as it mixes with the air.

Natsu snarls against her, breathing harshly against her ear. "I want you to come for me Lucy," he demands. Natsu grunts against her neck, a deep, strangled sound passing his lips. He stills briefly, panting, and then begins jack-hammering into her center. Above him, Lucy whimpers, clinging to his back. "Cum right now."

He slips one hand between her legs, two fingers rubbing furiously at her clit. She sobs his name, hips jerking against his. His breathing becomes erratic, mixing with the sticky slap of his skin against hers. Natsu buries himself inside of her so unbelievably fast that the breath is knocked from her lungs. She moans a moment later, biting her lip so hard she draws blood. His thumb joins his finger at her core and he pinches her clit roughly once. She tenses at the violent touch, his name stuck in her throat as her body spasms around him, walls clenching and unclenching rapidly sucking him in deeper as she moans.

The pounding doesn't stop, his fingers still moving against her quickly, only prolonging her release until she's twitching and begging. White light blinds her vision, her legs quivering against his back, her walls shudder around him, then clench down tightly, breaking his rhythm. A horrible, wet sucking sound breaks the silence as he pulls back, his thrusts suddenly becoming frenzied.

She whispers his name and his hips snap forward, his cock twitching inside of her once, twice, and then he pushes into her roughly one more time, spilling himself deeply inside of her.

They lie there for a long moment, Lucy still twitching around him as Natsu moans, continuing to thrust into her for as long as he can. He goes to sit up, wanting to look down at her face as she comes down from her high, only to swear violently when he slams his head into the roof of the car once again.

"Fuck," Natsu snarls, an ache spreading through his skull almost immediately. Below him, Lucy blinks, once, twice, then bursts into loud peels of laughter when he begins to pout. He frowns at her, eyes narrowing, but joins her a moment later, tugging her upwards to pull her into a sweaty hug, loving the way she fits against his chest.

Yeah, Natsu thinks he might like car sex.