Chapter 2 - Leather Delights
Lucy tugged nervously on the collar of her turtle-neck, though she made sure not to pull too hard. Her back was kept straight and her legs crossed. Her skirt had bunched up slightly when she had sat down on the stool, but aside from a small hitch in her breath, nothing else betrayed the fact that her heart was pounding. How did she get here again? Oh right, it was Natsu's fault. He had made she sure kept her 'promise' to him, the one she told Gray about the day before, and dragged her out on a mission. Oh, they finished the mission alright, with no hiccups, but Natsu had other plans aside from letting her rest in their hotel room upstairs. So here she was, at yet another bar, but this one was three hours away from the guild.
"Miss?"
Lucy jolted, but the moment she heard the small squeak, she froze. She slowly lowered herself back down to the stool before sending the bartender a nervous smile. "Yes?"
"Would you like something to drink?"
"Yes, one vodka cranberry please." Lucy relaxed after noting that the bartender didn't seem bothered. When the man turned around, she allowed her shoulders to relax. Her eyes scanned the patrons of the bar, but all she saw were strangers. Strangers who knew nothing of her. Nothing of celestial mage Lucy Heartfilia. Here, she was just another pretty face. A part of her found it…thrilling.
She could feel Natsu's eyes on her. He was somewhere inside the bar, but she didn't know where. All that echoed in her mind were his words before he sent her inside with a slap on her ass and a squeak from her lips.
'You have my permission to flirt.'
What did he even mean by that?! After his ridiculous display of jealousy last night, Natsu made it clear what would happen if she flirted with another man. Hell, she was sure he'd be jealous if she had flirted with another woman. Sure, a few courageous men had attempted in the short period of time she had been here, but she had turned them down. Natsu would only punish her if she returned their gestures.
A familiar tingle gathered between her legs, building on the ache that was already present from before.
Oh.
She'd get punished.
She shivered as she thought of what he would do to her. Would he take her back up to the hotel room and have his way with her? Or would he run out of patience and corner her in the bathroom? Or maybe, just maybe, he'd bend her over, right here on top of the bar, in front of all these people…
She stifled the moan in her throat. She started to understand the game. Who would cave first? Him or her?
Her thighs subconsciously rubbed together, which only forced the strip of fabric over her crotch to slide against her slit. She twitched, biting her lip to keep her desires in check. Again, there was the sound of squeaking. Her eyes darted around, wondering if anyone else heard it.
The bartender returned with her drink and Lucy would have been blind if she didn't notice his eyes on her chest. Her cotton turtle-neck sweater had a heart-shaped cut out over her bust. Normally she had no problems wearing it, but tonight was different. She moved to grab her drink and winced when she heard the squeaking of leather again. It brushed deliciously over her nipples and she fought the urge to moan at the friction.
"What's your name, beautiful?"
She turned, knowing she had another chance to start the game. She had to make her choice. Reject the stranger, or find out what her Master's limits were?
She licked her lips.
She wanted to know.
Sealing her fate, she leaned forward, smiling seductively at the man who had taken it upon himself to sit down next to her. "Lucy." The room noticeably heated up. She could feel his gaze on them.
"Just Lucy?"
She batted her eyes at him. "Just for you, it is."
He flashed her a smile. "Mysterious. I like that in a woman."
She continued to flirt shamelessly with the man. She had been bold, throwing compliments like flowers at a wedding. But the game changed the moment his hand rested on her knee. Her breath quickened and her heartbeat picked up. She also began to sweat as the temperature in the room raised again.
"Did you want to take your sweater off?" the man asked. She didn't even remember his name even though he gave it to her only five minutes prior. "You seem kind of hot."
"A-Ah, no, it's okay," Lucy said, nervously. She tugged against the collar again. She felt so naughty, sitting there looking like an innocent mouse. In her mind, she wondered if the man could see the strange outline underneath her sweater. Or just the smallest hint of black if the cut-out shifted too far. He wouldn't see her as innocent after that. She thought she'd be embarrassed, humiliated even, but no, it only turned her on even more.
Like she was keeping a dirty secret.
"Alright," the man said, his hand sliding slowly up her thigh, "as long as you're comfortable." It felt wrong, his touch, but she couldn't help but feel the moisture gather between her legs just thinking about how Natsu would react. She almost didn't notice how close the man was getting to her crotch until her body jolted and she felt the leather move again. Her eyes widened. Her hand immediately landed on top of the stranger's, halting his movements.
She wasn't afraid of what the stranger would do to her. No, she felt completely safe because Natsu was here, watching. She knew he would protect her if she needed help.
She was more concerned about the stranger finding out about her dirty little secret.
"A-Ah, sorry, I n-need to head to the restroom," Lucy said. She stood up from the stool with a loud screech, straightened her skirt and scurried away before the man could protest. She weaved her way through the bar, feeling more eyes rake over her body as she moved. She let out a breath of relief when she made it into the bathroom. She leaned over the sink, splashing water on her face. I can't back away now. She was so close, she could feel his jealousy hanging like a husky mist over the bar. But right now, god, she wanted him so bad. That stranger's touch only solidified her need. Her legs pressed together on the small hope that it would relieve some of the pressure. It didn't.
Wiping the water from her face, Lucy released a breath before heading towards the bathroom exit. I can do this. I want to win goddamn it.
She never made it past the hallway.
It all happened so fast. One minute she was outside the bar bathroom and the next she was in the hotel room, back pressed against the door with her wrists held tightly above her head and a hand blazing down her right side. She wanted him to touch skin, but that damned turtle neck was in the way. The resulting heat only made her pant harder.
She was frozen to the spot by his heavy gaze, dark with jealousy and lust. He looked like he wanted to devour her then and there, and boy did she want him to. The warmth pooled down to her stomach.
"Master…" she said with a whine, staring up at him with needy eyes.
He growled, flipped her around so she was facing the door. She mewled when he stuck his hand through the cut-out of her sweater, roughing grabbing one of her breasts. His breath sent sparks down her spine as he spoke in her ear.
"Did you have fun, pet?"
Lucy didn't know how to answer, but after a moment of silence, he apparently grew impatient, pinching her nipple over the strip of fabric that covered it. She yelped. "Y-Yes!" Wrong answer.
"Oh?" Natsu bit at her neck, drawing a whimper from her throat. Her body trembled in anticipation.
"So you enjoyed sitting there by the bar, watching as strangers undressed you with their eyes." His breath was scalding against her skin. His fingers trailed circles around her nipple, which by now was completely hardened. "Or maybe, you wanted them to rip your clothes off, so they could see what was underneath?"
Lucy jolted at the thought, which only made him chuckle.
"Such a naughty kitten, wearing something like this underneath such innocent clothing." He pulled at the fabric over her breast and let go. The snap against her nipple sent a jolt straight to her core, leaving her to make a silent 'o' with her lips. "You wanted them to find out, didn't you? That's why you leaned forward, flashing them your breasts. You wanted them to see." He switched his hands, allowing her neglected breast to get some action. Lucy moaned, grinding backwards against his erection. She prided herself in his short groan, but that was quickly forgotten when his hand left her breast and rested itself against her thigh.
"Did you like it when he touched you Lucy? When his hand trailed up your thigh, just about to touch what was mine?" He followed his words with actions, brushing his hand up her thigh, shifting her skirt higher, leaving a blazing trail on her skin and coming oh so close to where she wanted him to be. Lucy felt herself quiver with anticipation as his fingers circled around the lips but never closer. It made her go crazy with need.
She had forgotten about his question.
He pulled up against the fabric, making the leather tighten against her slit and rub against her clit. "Answer me."
It was an easy answer. "N-No! All I want is Master's touch. No one else's."
"Fuck, Lucy..." he groaned, reacting to her words. His hand let go and roughly grabbed at her hip before grinding his arousal further into her ass. "Then, you were just begging to be punished, weren't you?"
"Yes!" Please.
He removed his hand from her wrists and backed away. Lucy whimpered at the loss of contact and didn't miss his dark chuckle. "Come here." Lucy obediently followed Natsu over to the middle of the room where the dining table was.
Natsu pulled out a chair and sat himself down. His eyes stared straight at her. "Show me."
With shaking hands, Lucy slowly pulled her turtleneck sweater over her head, inch-by-inch, determined to make it a show for him. He licked his lips as he watched her, his eyes hungry for more. She slowly unzipped her skirt before turning around and bending over, letting it fall ceremoniously to the ground. She turned back around and smiled when she saw his nails digging into the arms of the chair. She gently kicked her clothes out of the way and let his eyes rove over her body. With each pass, her body heated up more.
Lucy was very aware of what was left on her body: a flaming red collar around her neck and a black leather number that Lucy would never let see the light of day. It barely constituted as clothing. Two thin leather strips came down over her breasts, just barely covering her nipples that strained against the fabric. The strips were attached to two rings just above her crotch. Heading down, her crotch was just barely covered by a thin, G-string styled leather piece that also came around to attach to the two rings. It was the same piece that dangerously rubbed against her slit with every step she took.
Feeling exposed, Lucy moved to cover herself up.
"Don't," Natsu commanded, his voice low and husky. "Place your hands behind you on the glass table and spread your legs."
Lucy's eyes widened. That position would leave her even more exposed!
Judging by Natsu's smirk, that was what he wanted. Despite her embarrassment, she obeyed almost instantly. "Y-Yes, sir." She leaned back, placing her hands on the table and slowly widened her legs. She felt heat gather wherever his eyes landed.
He leaned forward in his chair. "Tell me…how did it feel wearing this while we were fighting that dark guild today?"
Lucy whimpered, almost wanting to close her legs. She had wanted to forget about that. The devil in front of her had made her wear this outfit for the entire day. The entire day. "U-Unbearable."
Natsu chuckled. "Why?" He ran a finger up and down the leather strip that covered her crotch. She shivered, knowing it was more than damp at this point. "Was it because every time you moved, this rubbed against you?" He pressed his finger deliberately against the fabric over her clit.
Lucy squeaked, but kept her mouth closed, trying to keep her noises to a minimum. Their hotel room wasn't sound-proof and she really didn't want their neighbours listening in. In response to his question, she nodded.
"You know, I smelled your arousal," Natsu said with a dark grin. Without warning, he moved the leather aside and shoved a finger in her. Her own fingers immediately gripped the edge of the table tighter. "Were you more turned on by the fight, or by what you were wearing?"
It took a few seconds for Lucy to concentrate enough to give him an answer, especially after Natsu added another finger. "N-Neither...I-I was more turned on by watching you, Master." She wasn't lying. Watching Natsu's muscle flex as he threw a punch or his abs tighten before he let loose a roar had made Lucy want to fall to her hands and knees right in the middle of the dark guild and beg for him to take her then and there.
His eyes flashed and a rough growl resonated from his throat. Oh, that was definitely the right answer. "Almost, Lucy."
"Almost?"
He suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards him. She fell over his lap, her face now facing the floor and her ass in the air. "That almost got you out of your punishment."
She tensed in anticipation. Was he going to do what she thought he was going to do? She had always imagined what it would feel like, but neither of them had mentioned this before, let alone try it.
Natsu paused, resting his hand gently on small of her back. "Lucy?" He sounded unsure.
"I-I'm okay, Master."
He didn't seem to believe her. "What's your word, pet?"
Did he think she was tensing in fear? Because that was definitely not it. Regardless, she gave him her safe word. "Cherry blossoms."
"Do you want to use it?"
Lucy shook her head. "No." His hand drifted down towards her bare ass. The stupid leather outfit didn't leave much to the imagination. "Definitely no." She felt his chest rumble in approval.
"Good." His other hand lifted her head just enough so he could bend down and whisper in her ear. "Just ten. Count for me."
Her eyes widened at the number, but she could barely process it before the first slap caught her off guard. Her cry echoed throughout the hotel room. She almost forgot to count. "O-One."
The second one was anticipated, but it still left her ass stinging in pain. "Two!" She tried to muffle her cry in her arm, but Natsu quickly prevented her from doing so. He grabbed her arms, maneuvering them around her back before he dealt his next blow.
"I want to hear you, kitten."
Smack. "T-Three!"
The sound of his hand abusing her ass rang in her ears, the pain building with each hit.
"AH! Four!"
Natsu continued with no mercy. By seven, Lucy was a sobbing mess, but she was also soaked. The pain had twisted slowly into pleasure leaving her aching for release. Release that she had been denied for too long. It had been building from the moment she put on that damned outfit this morning and had almost reached its peak. But it just wasn't enough.
"P-Please Master! N-No more…"
Nastu rubbed smooth circles over her burning flesh. "Almost there, pet. You can take it." His touch left her until it returned with agony.
Lucy's cry mixed into a moan. "EigHT!"
Natsu kept whispering soft encouragements even as he dealt his punishment relentlessly. It made no sense. He was the one who told her to do it. Told her to flirt. But Lucy didn't care because they both knew how much she was enjoying this.
Smack. "NINE! P-Please," she sobbed, but she didn't know what she was asking for.
"One more, pet. One more."
Lucy cried to the heavens as she took the final hit. "TEN!" Tears were streaming freely down her face and her ass felt like it was on fire, but she was dripping wet. She felt her juices trailing down her trembling legs.
Natsu whispered into her ear as he rubbed warm, soothing circles over her inflamed flesh. "Good girl, Lucy. I'm proud of you. I knew you would be strong enough."
Her heart warmed with his words. Natsu lifted her up carefully from his lap and walked them over to the bed. Placing her gently on her side, Natsu joined her a few seconds later after stripping himself of his clothes. He left soft kisses on her collar as his hands gently trailed along her heated flesh. He was particularly fond of the areas where leather met skin.
As much as Lucy appreciated the affection, there was something she wanted more. "M-Master, please I need…"
Natsu chuckled, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "Yes, pet. You've earned it." He turned her onto her back, placing a pillow underneath the small of her back so that the tender flesh of her ass wasn't touching the bed. Then he settled himself in between her spread legs. "Since you did so well today, my pet, you get the option to remove one thing."
Lucy looked down at herself. She was only really wearing two things, but she knew instantly which she wanted to keep. "I want to keep this." She fingered the collar around her neck.
Natsu growled in approval before he shredded the leather outfit, tossing the pieces across the room. His hungry eyes raked across her body once more, building the tension between her legs. They settled on the red collar. He leaned forward, placing a kiss on the soft leather. "Mine."
That one word almost sent Lucy over the edge. "Y-Yes," Lucy said breathlessly. The leather outfit had been yet another piece from Erza's mystery box, one that Natsu found randomly one day in her closet. But the collar? That was something her Master had specifically bought for her a month after all of this had started. It was his first gift to her. A symbol that she truly belonged to him and him alone. It made her feel whole.
Natsu trailed fiery kisses down her torso, taking his time with each of her breasts, swirling his tongue around each nipple before giving them a nip. Then he moved on, placing small bites down her stomach until he finally reached what he was looking for. By then, Lucy was a quivering mess, unable to form words. All she wanted was for Natsu give her the release she wanted.
She had a feeling he could see it in her eyes because, god, it was reflected equally as strong if not stronger in his own. But she sobbed in frustration when he bypassed her core, opting to lap at the juices along her inner thighs.
"You've made such a mess, pet," Natsu said as his tongue ran slowly against her thigh. He took his sweet ass time cleaning her legs, leaving Lucy desperate with need.
"Please Master!" she begged. She pressed her thighs tighter if only to push him closer to where she needed him the most. "P-Please stop teasing."
"Alright, pet," Natsu said with a smile against her thigh. He trailed kisses up her legs until he finally hovered just above her dripping core. "Only because you begged."
The moment he touched her, Lucy lost her mind. She cried out as he sucked roughly against her clit, the unexpected sensation sending stars into her vision. She sucked in a breath when his fingers entered her, creating a steady rhythm that brought her even higher. She pushed back against him, grinding herself against his fingers.
She tensed when they circled around a particular spot. "Ah, wait! No, Master, not there!"
It's too bad Natsu refused to listen. He soaked in the sound of his pet's cries as she came undone the moment he curled his fingers. Her back arched from the bed before it collapsed in a quivering mess a few moments later. He pulled his fingers out, licking each one slowly, savouring her taste on his tongue. Then he crawled lazily up the bed, appreciating the sight of her body under him, knowing she was all his. He purred in delight when he caught her hazy stare, knowing she could barely concentrate after her high.
His smirk was her only warning-
"N-No, not so soon-"
-before he was deep inside of her.
"AH!" Her scream was music to his ears.
It had been torture watching Lucy at the bar tonight. He knew it was part of their little game, hell, he was the one who had started it, but regret seeped into his veins the moment she sat down in her cute little skirt and turtle neck. Oh, it had been fun watching her squirm while they fought the dark guild earlier that afternoon, knowing what she must have been feeling each time she moved to kick. That encounter was strictly her kicking butt. But there in the bar? The atmosphere had changed. He had barely kept his growls to himself from his shadowy corner when he noticed the perverted stares the other patrons gave his pet. He snarled when they walked up to her, talked to her, basked in her presence.
"Mmm!"
He thrusted particularly hard when he remembered those moments. His pet didn't seem to mind however, judging by the way her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. He leaned forward, his mouth latching onto one of her nipples earning him a loud gasp.
It had gotten worse when that one particular man sat down, and Lucy had actually flirted back. He didn't think she'd go through with it. To bait him like that. Jealously filled his vision like a green mist and heated his veins. And when the man started to touch what belonged to him, even as she wore his collar underneath her sweater-
His growls sent Lucy over the edge again as she shouted his name to the gods. He let her go with that one, since hearing his own name fanned the fires in his belly even more. He didn't think he could get enough of his pet. With each gasp, each touch, each quiver, it sent jolt after jolt to his groin before spreading across his entire body. He didn't stop, even after she pleaded for him to let her rest. No, he drew out all the sounds he knew Lucy could make so that everyone in this establishment would know she was his. He drew her up so they were sitting, with her riding him. His fingers kneaded her sore butt cheeks, knowing the pain would mix with her pleasure.
Lucy didn't disappoint, throwing her head back, leaving her throat exposed to him. "M-Master!" Her nails clawed at his back, which only drew out more rumbles from his chest.
Natsu tried to hold back a groan as she tightened around him, but it escaped as soon as she rolled her hips deeper. He pulled her in closer, bringing her neck closer to him. His collar was staring him right in the face, but he still wanted the confirmation. He wanted her to say it.
"Who do you belong to, pet?" he growled against her shoulder as he continued to thrust up into her.
"Y-You!" Lucy had no idea what was happening anymore. Her head was up in the clouds, with the pleasure keeping her on a continuous high. She was so close.
"Who?" His panting breaths puffed against her skin.
"I belong to Master!" His teeth sunk into her neck when she answered him. The instant pain coupled with the pleasure of her admittance threw her over the edge. "Natsuu!"
Natsu prolonged her fall by rubbing his thumb against her clit. He happily watched her thrash against him, as he felt the coil tighten in his own stomach. With two more strong thrusts, he came with a garble of sounds that remotely sounded like her name, releasing everything he had inside of her. They both collapsed to the bed, gasping for breath.
After a while, Natsu pulled Lucy towards him. She whimpered when his tongue lapped at the wound on her neck. He grinned when he saw it, knowing he left something more permanent on her skin. It would be a while before that disappeared.
He pulled back to see the small pout on her face.
"How am I supposed to explain that to the others?" Lucy said. A prominent blush mixed with the after-glow she always had after their 'activities'.
"You can always wear another turtle-neck?" he replied with a wink.
Lucy's eyes drifted towards the clothes that were strewn all over the hotel room. "I'm never wearing something like that out again."
Natsu agreed. Something that sinful on Lucy's body was reserved for his eyes and his eyes only.
It was then that Lucy seemed to remember where they were. Her eyes darted towards the walls of the suite. Natsu didn't think her cheeks could get any redder. "Do you think-"
"Oh, I know they heard, Lucy," he replied, dragging her name out. He chuckled when she blushed some more, but his brow raised slightly when he caught the change in her scent.
So, his pet had interests like that…
Fascinating.
.
.
.
"Oh, and Natsu?"
"Hmm?"
"I won this round."
"…Crap."
A/N: Given the positive response and requests for more, I have indulged again. I think I'll continue this as interconnected one-shots whenever the mood hits. If anyone wants a better visual of what Lucy was wearing, you can picture something similar to Erza's dominatrix outfit from Ep 163 in the anime (during the GMG arc with Jenny vs. Mira). I'm a sucker for reviews, so let me know what you think?
