Lucy spent her days hiding in the library and away from the Nine Demon Gates; half of them scaring the life out of her and the others who would get too close for comfort. She was glad the book filled room was only down the hall, and on a floor he wouldn't allow them on without direct permission. Kyoka came for her whenever Natsu felt like seeing her, if only to stare at her for whatever reason he enjoyed. Lucy kept conversations light and relatively moody, unable to stand him whenever he beckoned for her attention and faked his kindness. He gave her thick ballgowns to wear, ones she remembered well from life with her father. Her keys warmed often with concern, Lucy speaking to them for comfort, hoping that they could hear. The bird-like demoness would collect her for meals or baths as well, always giving Lucy thin lingerie before sending her off to Natsu's chambers.

He never asked for much when they were in the bedroom, a kiss and the two would fall asleep. He would compliment her appearance before pulling her close, eyes grinning along with his lips as he whispered for his kiss. Never too long, never too deep, never too hot. It was enough, for now, she knew. He would want more from her soon, time was a constant enemy.

"You're always so stiff, Lucy," He would sigh at her quick pecks. "Has no one taught you how to kiss?"

"N-No, of course not!" She sputtered as she laid underneath him, clad in a white teddy for the night.

"I can't hold you if you don't loosen up, you know I won't hurt you," He'd frown and in return she would roll her eyes, not sucking up any of the faux sympathy he offered.

"There is no love here," A sentence often repeated when he encouraged her to give him a bit more, the demon on his last legs with her attitude.

"You refuse to give me a chance," He'd whine and kiss desperately against her neck, lips never trailing farther than her exposed décolletage. "I want to show you my love. You're beautiful… and soft… all mine… I want your smile…"

She mewled as he kissed deeper against her skin, the demon excited by her light flavor and craving to dip his tongue into something sweeter.

"I want more," He growled against her skin, drawers tightening around his waist as he lost himself against the dip of her skin, ready to burn the whole outfit off.

"W-Wait!" She cried nevrvously as he tugged on her lace attire, pulling it against the untouched button.

"Don't worry," He grinned, nipping at the soft skin of her thigh. "My clothes will stay on. I want to give you something nice, my princess."

Her breath came out uneven as his fingers rubbed against her pooling heat, pulling them away to watch the sticky threads of her precum travel. She flushed and turned away with embarrassment as he pressed his nose to her, purring at her delightful scent and complimenting her for it. A feeling she had only read about in books as he pressed her sensitive clit, Lucy's hips quaking at his touch. He licked teasingly along the lace, the feeling almost a phantom against her hidden honey pot. She flinched as he pulled the teddy aside, warm air of his room sweeping against it.

"Beautiful," He mumbled, eyeing her with a sweet smile. "And all wet for me? Good girl, Lucy."

"T-Thank you, Natsu." Her trained response to whenever he said she was good, a sentence always quick to rush to her heart. He liked the sound of it quickly beating for him.

"Have you ever touched yourself?" He hummed, a question always expected to be answered.

"Y-Yes, once…" She bit her lip as he chuckled, finger teasing as he wiped a bead of liquid onto the pad of his finger.

"Ever have a taste? You're wonderful," His voice was husky as he offered it to her, tongue accepting the sticky juice, shaking her head.

"Don't hold in your moans," He licked his lips, driving his middle finger past her folds and into the slick cavern of her sex. "Let me hear your pleasure."

She whimpered, syrup spurting as she quivered with excitement, his tongue quick to splay against her clit. Lucy gasped as he was eager, moaning as he slurped like fine wine and loved the flavor. She was vocal, a quality she never knew, cringing at the thought demons floors below them could hear. She grabbed at the pillows as she already became over stimulated.

"N-Natsu!" She cried, groaning as the buck of her hips spurred forward an almost release, her chest quick as he pulled away with a stupidly sharp grin.

"I know you want to cum," Her mentality growled at his arrogance. "But I'd like to see you do it; I'm a bit upset I couldn't when you did it yourself. To a book, I assume? Dirty girl,"

Lucy blushed with semi-wide eyes at the insinuation, maybe it was a book but so what? His finger curled inside her to pull her away from her thoughts, eyebrow slightly raised as he waited.

She gave him a shaky hand, Natsu pressing a kiss to her knuckles before settling her over her pink bud. The celestial mage let out a shaky breath as she began to move her finger against herself, frustration built up after he took away the delicious ending about to proceed. She groaned, his finger moving with hers, a second pushed in as she softly let her head fall back. Her eyes, hazed and lust-filled as they met his, Natsu eyeing her as he pressed his lips against her thigh, coaxing her to move faster.

"There you go," He whispered, buried digits moving at the same pace as hers, her high tightening in the core of her stomach once again. "Come for me, princess."

She shivered at his words, cursing the enjoyable attention, swearing his name as she came into his palm.

"Mm, good girl. Your coming face is so cute." She mumbled her thank you as he licked his dripping fingers, purring along with her unique sapor. He leaned forward to give her a chaste kiss, complementing her much softer hold as she sighed with inexperienced tiredness. She eyed the boner pressing against her stomach, Natsu chuckling as he teased her ear with his hushed tone.

"I'll go take care of this in the bathroom, hmm? Be out soon, thinking about your sexy self. Thank you for being so obident for me, princess."

Lucy curled as he tugged a blanket over her before walking away, heart hammering in her chest, whining as the demon, E.N.D, had begun to pull at her doubt of his composure.

MIGHT write more for this, it ain't a priority tho