I sat in the bathtub while I dried off and spent almost an hour on this? Idk why but I write the best one-shots while I sit in there, I shower without the lights on too, it really helps clear my mind

Um yeah I have a week left and still a bunch of work to do lmao so I'll see you after the 17th, I really want to work on Greedy Dragon ugh


He visited every night he could, flying under the moon as it was high in the sky, waving to those who had gotten to know the dragon per their princesses request. She felt awkward introducing him, telling the staff who looked after her that he was a friend, and nothing more. Loke was suspicious, there when the pink haired fellow stepped out of the woods with Lucy in his arms. He drew a sword faster than either could speak, Lucy, rolling her eyes and swatting the metal away from them as she frowned.

"Idiot, don't go waving that thing around! He's a friend!" For the princess to be so chummy with a man he had never seen, the lion felt the odd burning of jealousy in his stomach. The stranger set her down, Lucy blushing as she wished he and the blue cat that went unnoticed a goodbye and spoke promises of the two visiting her at the castle. The knight knew her since childhood after all, and they had been the best of friends. He pouted childishly when Lucy seemed to sigh lovingly at his departure, grumbling about how the princess never treated him with such a look. She rolled her eyes again and pushed him, surprised by her own strength as he toppled over. Lucy brushed off the incident as she helped him up, the lion raising a brow but agreeing to put the issue aside. Their princess had been sick for years, barely had the strength to do anything other than reading or taking a walk now and again. He spoke to Aries that night about her suspicious behavior, the ram only able to listen before her opinion on the matter was shushed, the lion hungry to devour the poor girl.

Aside from the head knight, the palace had become accustomed to the dragon and exceed visiting the princess, eating lunch and sometimes staying for dinner, the queen more than the king taking a liking to his overzealous behavior. He entertained her in the courtyard, mesmerizing many with his skills of fire, Lucy breathtaking at every turn of his body, every puff of his flames. He had even grown to full size in the garden for her to see, the dragon purring as hands scratched the sensitive patches of his scales, Lucy enthralled by their silky touch. His scarf was sewn of scales as well, from his father before shortly passing away. He had cousins, more dragons beyond the hills that he visited from time to time, the youngest one living with the best healer in Fiore, practicing her craft every day. He knew Lucy would love her, save for the other dragons who were more of a pain in the ass than a guest worthy of receiving an invite.

When the sun began to set, Natsu and Happy would take off, the dragon returning once the town was still and the stars watched from above. Guards either waved or ignored him, the pink haired hybrid flying into the princesses room through the usually open patio doors. She would always be sitting nervously at the edge of her bed, Natsu's heart beating a mile a minute as he took in her moon bathed glow. His hand would run through her hair, nose pressing to the crown as he inhaled her clean scent. She always smelled so wonderful after a hot bath.

He would strip his shirt, both locking eyes as they crawled to the middle of the bed, the heat between them growing as seconds went on. He liked how embarrassed she always was before her instincts kicked in, Natsu growling and shaking his nonexistent tail as she seduces him with her pheromones. Lucy was glad her room was enchanted with soundproofing spells, both beyond loud when it came to their games.

He was a tease, hot fingers caressing her thigh, Lucy biting her lip as he dragged her closer to him. His lips would always delicately grace her décolletage, eyes piercing as they stared back into her own. She would nod and allow him to abuse the spot with kisses, glad her skin could absorb such deep love bites after their heated embrace. Natsu was disappointed to see his work from the previous night gone, but always eager to sink his teeth into the newly polished skin. He took his time working her up, breasts in his hands, her nightgown bunching at the waist. She endured the sensual licks against her pert nipples, crying wantonly for more, for the rough dragon she knew he was.

He would kiss down her stomach, admire every line and fold, blow heat to watch her twitch. He liked to torture the pudgy flesh around her belly button, husky words delighting her ears as he kissed every inch he deemed perfect. Her full hips and jiggling thighs lifted into the air as he held them, groaning against them as he adored her soft skin. Squeezing him as he pleasured her with his tongue, Natsu embarrassed her by emphasizing just how great it felt against him. She was hungry for more as she came, flipping the beast onto his back and taking rightful control of her meal. His mouth was hot, tongue like a stream of molten lava as it graced her own with a hello, Lucy addicted to swapping spit with such a rugged being. His pointed canines pulled as he lip, Lucy grinding further against him, whining at the feel of his thick boner. She could never wait, greedy to have him in her hands, to watch as Natsu unraveled in her mouth, eyes rolling back as she felt his semen splatter against the plane of her tongue.

She could never describe the sensation afterward, but in the heat of the moment, Natsu's spunk was undeniably something she craved to swallow, her own sex spilling with honey as she got a taste. He was good.

Lucy teased him with acts of her own, pulling herself away as he came down from his high, falling back into her flurry of pillows with legs spread from him to see the sticky juices clinging to her legs and folds, wanton moans begging him to take her. She shivered as scales patterned his skin, smiling sweetly as he readily got on top of her, lips spouting harsh words in her ears. Natsu liked dirty talk. He liked to see her struggle to find words when he asked her a question when he insisted on receiving an answer if she wanted to come.

"You're so dirty, Luce," He would breath hotly as he stuffed her with his heated cock, back arching and eyes rolling as he slowly rocked his hips. "You need it that bad, huh?"

She would nod and he would snap his hips, demanding a clear answer and growling eagerly when she complied.

A strong gap moe; Natsu never demanding anything she felt shameful to answer when they played during the daytime. Their relationship had grown steadily from kisses to roaming hands, pleasures of the mouth, before Lucy was craving the deep entry of his dick kissing the entrance of her womb.

She was a slave to him, the other way around similarly when Lucy was dominant and skillfully tied Natsu down more than once. The silk from his scarf never left a mark but dug sensually into his skin when she pulled it tightly around his wrists. He would take the time to fully appreciate Lucy as she rode his cock, lips pulling into a smirk as he watched her slam against his hips. She licked her lips as she rocked against him, begging for his cum and flushing furiously when he bucked back against her. Even without his arms to hold her down, one look and he gripped her heart and penetrated her with his fire, melting the princess inside out. He was hot as he filled her, the feeling always satisfying the princess as they both panted delightfully in the remnants of their heat.

It was always curious as she fell asleep not long after, Natsu tucking her in and leaving a note before flying back to his home in the mountains. Lucy would blush as soon as she woke up, a light flutter in her heart as his sweet words told tale of how much he enjoyed their time together.


If you think I'm going to sequel other one-shots...

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