AN: This chapter is rated for language (probably) and mild sexual situations.

Awkward car boners are awkward.

You, Me, a bed, and a Whole Lot of Sexual tension

Part 2


Five hours, three bags, and one Natsu accidentally walking into Lucy while she was in the shower later (plus an additional smack in the face for Natsu), and they're all standing around a nice, red Chevy Equinox named Brad. AKA: Jellal's baby that he worked all summer both Freshman and Sophomore year to save up for. This is the thing tied with Erza for first place in Jellal's heart and she's seen him contemplate murder over this car when a couple of kids decided to key it Junior year. Brad has been a member of the group for years. He's been a staple of high school hockey games and the ride to parties. He was there when Lucy was concussed during a violent game of beach volleyball and when Natsu broke his leg falling out of a tree. They all love Brad very much! There's just one tiny problem.

Lucy glances at Jellal. "How are all of us going to fit?" she asks, gesturing to the group surrounding the car. Brad, bless him, is only a five person vehicle, six if they really squeeze, but eight is just pushing it. Especially considering Gajeel is one of them. Not that there's anything wrong with Gajeel! He's just… large. Kind of tall and broad in the shoulder area. At least Levy makes up for it a little bit. Her being, well, the opposite, basically.

It's kind of cute, but that doesn't solve the problem at hand.

Everyone turns to Jellal, who rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, ruffling his hair slightly. "Umm…" he trails off, looking between the car and everyone else. "Well obviously we can fit two people in the front seat, and we can probably fit five in the back if we really squeeze-"

"Like human Tetris?" Gray cuts in, crossing his arms.

Jellal nods. "Basically." Everyone shifts a little awkwardly at that. Human Tetris sounds like the exact opposite of a fun time.

"Wait!" Lucy turns to Levy, who's standing at her right. "That accounts for seven people," she says. "What about the eighth?"

Jellal shrugs and gives a noncommittal hand wiggle. Wow. Such a big help he is. Juvia and Gray exchange a look, but neither say anything. Natsu blows out a sharp puff of air, shoving his hands into his pockets. Erza is apparently thinking of a solution, though it kind of looks like she's in pain. Knowing Erza she's probably thinking of ways to tie someone to the roof of the car. Gajeel doesn't appear to be thinking at all. He just shrugs and drops his bag on the ground with a plop, his body following the bag's example a moment later.

"Well," Lucy starts, "someone could sit in the back with the bags," she suggests, looking at Jellal for confirmation. He gives her a nod and she grins.

Gray clears his throat. "Umm, not that I don't think it's a great idea, but isn't that illegal?" he asks, gaze flicking between Lucy, Levy, and Jellal.

"Very," Levy replies, chewing her lower lip.

Natsu hoists his bag over his shoulder. "Well, you know what they say about doing illegal things, yeah?" He receives a bunch of blank looks. Natsu smirks. "Don't get caught," he tells them. Gray snorts and reaches out for a high-five as Lucy rolls her eyes.

"Who gets the back?" Juvia asks.

Everyone pauses.

"Nose goes!"


"I can't believe I'm still in the back," Gajeel grumbles, arms crossed over his chest as he glares out the back window, his back pressed up against the seats. Lucy reaches out and pats his shoulder, giving his a sad smile. He glares at her for a moment but the look melts away when he sees her smile.

"Sorry, Gajeel," she apologizes. "It's just easier to have you in the back instead of squished back here. Next stop you can sit shot-gun, okay?" He huffs, but nods. She gives his shoulder another squeeze before turning back to the front, shifting awkwardly in her seat.

Which isn't a seat so much as it is a lap.

Natsu's lap.

Oh boy.

She finds this arrangement highly unfair. Gray and Erza are upfront, which is great for them and their legs. Gajeel gets the back to himself, which he seems to enjoy, despite his complaining for the past six hours. Meanwhile, Natsu, Levy, Jellal, Juvia, and her are shoved into the cramped backseat.

At least Jellal had opted to sit on the floor, saving them all from another set of limbs. Why does she have to be on Natsu's lap though? How did everyone decided that this wouldn't be the most awkward situation in the history of awkward situations?

Granted, they used to do this all the time, but now it's-well, it's different! Because now Lucy is highly distracted by his chest pressed up against her side and the feel of his arms looped around his hips, holding her in place. Not to mention the fact that she can smell him (campfires and what is that? Mint? That's a really stupid combination) and she really likes the way he smells. Like, a lot. It's why she's stole so many of his shirts and sweaters. He just smells that good. Really, really good.

Natsu exhales against the back of her neck and Lucy inhales sharply, a shock running up her spine at the hot air skimming her bare skin. Lucy shudders against him and Natsu turns to her curiously.

"You all right?" he breathes against her ear, pulling her tighter to his chest. She can't breathe. She turns her head, facing him, and is immediately lost in his eyes, as stupid and cliché as that sounds. She doesn't even care, because it is absolutely true.

His brow pinches in concern when she doesn't reply and Lucy suddenly remembers how to breathe, realizing that she's just been string at him, completely awestruck for at least a minute now.

"I'm fine," she whispers back, trying not to think about what happened this morning. "Just a little antsy from not moving much." He nods, accepting her answer, and then pulls her flush against him as he relaxes back against the seat.

She sinks into him, eyes still on him.

"Hey, Lucy!" Her head snaps around, eyes meeting Levy's. "It's your turn!" She doesn't miss the sly grin on her friend's face, but she does choose to ignore it.

She groans, burying her face against Natsu's shoulder. His hand smooths up her back, fingers playing with the hem of her shirt. "Are we really still playing this game?" she groans. "Because Gajeel has done 'dirt' for the past three turns."

He turns and glares at her over the seat. "Lucy, do see anything besides 'dirt' around here? Because I don't!" he snaps, a slight pout on his face.

"You're surrounded by suitcases!" she argues. "Technically, you should have the advantage."

"Just take your turn!" he hisses at her, turning around again. Baby.

"Fine!" she huffs, tilting her head against Natsu's neck and trying extremely hard to ignore how warm his hands are. Seriously, how are they that warm? It's like he's on fire or something! The word "hot" comes to mind, but she shoves that away.

"Umm," her gaze swivels around. "I spy with my little eye something…" Her eyes widen as she sees something "red!"

Gajeel groans. "Erza's hair!" he shouts, throwing his hands up.

"Your underwear?" Natsu guesses, sending her a sly little grin.

She smacks him, ignoring the answer. First of all, he already knew what color her underwear was because of the shower incident this morning. Second, she obviously can't see it right now, so that rules that out.

From the floor, Jellal sends Natsu a weird look. "How do you know what color her underwear is?" he asks, a bewildered look on his face. Natsu starts to reply but Jellal's look melts into disgust. "You know what, I don't want to know!"

"What was it, Lucy?" Erza asks, turning around in her seat, ignoring the boys completely.

"Hmm?" She smiles. "Oh, it was the stop sign that Gray completely blew past."

"I didn't see it, okay!" Gray protests, hands tightening on the wheel.

Levy gapes. "Clearly you did if you remember running it!" she protests, crossing her arms. "You could have gotten us pulled over and then arrested," she stresses, reminding them all that what they're doing is highly illegal.

Natsu tisks, hiding a smile against Lucy's hair. "God, Gray who do you suck so much at driving?" he baits, waiting for Gray to blow up. Luckily, Gray and Erza have started to argue about Gray's poor driving habits and his lack of attention, so he misses the comment. Lucy smacks his shoulder, burrowing further into him.

"No fighting," she reminds him, nuzzling into his shoulder, eyes slipping shut. "Please?" she draws the word out or several seconds and he deflates, pouting against her hair, but nodding I agreement.

"You never let me have any fun," he jokes, fingers tickling her lightly.

"Don't even think about it," she warns. He laughs, the sound muffled by her hair. Both of them startle at the sudden yelling in the front.

"I'm a bad driver?" Gray gapes at Erza, looking highly offended. "What about you? You nearly killed us on the way to the amusement park last summer!"

Natsu sucks in a sharp breath, freezing against her. "She's going to kill him," he whispers, eyes wide as he stares at the two in the front. The back seat has gone deathly quiet and even Gajeel is turned around to watch what's happening.

"I did no such thing!" Erza protests, glaring at him.

Lucy rolls her eyes, not that he can see it. "She's not going to-"

"Yes, you did!" Gray snaps back, eyes wide in horror at the memory. "I had bruises for a week after that!"

Erza's eyes narrow dangerously. "If you keep arguing with me, I'm going to lock in the back with Gajeel!" Gray shuts up immediately, eyes going back to the road.

The car is tense all of a sudden.

Lucy squirms at the awkwardness seeping into the car. Because before, there was always someone talking about something and now it's just weirdly quiet and this is what she was afraid of. She didn't want to spend a week with her friends and have them all end up hating each other. That was the last thing she wanted, and maybe she shouldn't have agreed with this in the first place. She shifts again, and this time Natsu hisses lowly, one hand flying to her hip and squeezing. She gasps, glancing at him, nose brushing his they're so close. His eyes are shut tight, his face slightly flushed, a lip caught between his teeth. Her eyes widen at the sight.

Holy sexy.

She's pretty sure that is the most lewd expression she has ever seen on his face, and she can't say she doesn't like it.

"You have to stop moving," he murmurs, fingers digging into her hip. He bites down on his lip harder, breathing heavy.

Her eyes narrow in confusion for half a second before widening almost comically. Oh. Oh! She forgot about that very specific-very sensitive-part of him that could be affected by her moving over his crotch-well, more like rubbing actually, but-oh God! Shit! Well that just made things a level ten awkward.

Lucy clears her throat, trying to fight back the flush threatening to break across her face as she feels-moving on! It is time to move on! "Sorry," she whispers back, taking his hand in hers and threading their fingers together. His eyes blink open slowly, his gaze locking with hers, and she sends him a small smile.

"It's okay," he hisses between clenched teeth. "It's not your fault. Totally not your fault," he groans lowly. She really hopes no one heard that.

A quick glance around the car shows that no one is paying attention, all lost in their own little world.

And then they hit a bump in the road.

Literally.

"Oh God!" Natsu chokes out, releasing the filthiest bedroom moan Lucy has even heard before in her life. Several pairs of eyes fly to them, looks a mix of embarrassment, disgust, and pure shock.

Lucy's eyes widen in horror, and she opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

Gray looks at them in the mirror, smirking. "I hope you two aren't getting freaky back there!" he cackles.

"Erza!" she blurts, frozen in place.

The redhead whirls around. "Yes?"

"Lock him in the trunk!"


AN: There's part 2 my loves! I'll start part three as soon as I can, but first I want to update AoP! Reviews are always appreciated! Have a nice day/night everyone!