So this is the second part to "The Office" it's kind of short, and rushed. My apologies if it isn't that good. But I got some request for a sequel, and Mirjam asked for a version in Natsu's POV. I plan on posting one last part to this story. Not sure when I'll have it out, I still need to figure out what exactly will happen. But anyway, thank you so much for all of the support I've gotten so far. As always, and from any author ever, your comments are always appreciated. And if any of you have any suggestion for my writing, or something that I could write, I'd love to hear it. With love -MO
Of course he would drop his pen under the table where he couldn't reach it.
Well, correction four pens under the table where he couldn't reach them. And two of them weren't even his. Hopefully Juvia didn't notice when Natsu's sneaky hand reached over to her obnoxious pile of pens, taking one twirling it between his fingers for a total of five seconds before dropping it and watching as it rolled away from where his feet couldn't kick it back.
And that happened four times, during his meeting, because screw listening when it was boring as hell anyway.
If he had it his way, he'd be a couch potato for the rest off his life and picking fights with who ever walked through his door. But alas he's been dating Lucy for years now, and a college education was important to her, and also some one who wasn't on their ass all day. And that's what led to his situation right now. Crawling under a table in an office building to retrieve four pens because he doesn't now how to twirl them, and doesn't have long enough legs.
He stilled when he heard the door open, praying it wasn't anyone important, and that they weren't going to find him there, because come on, that's embarrassing.
He lowered his head in defeat when he heard numerous footsteps come trudging through the door. He plopped down on his butt and pulled out his phone, scrolling through it until everyone leaves.
He's there for quite a while, after years of listening to people drone on and on he's acquired the skill of tuning people out, he hears them, he just doesn't recognize their voices or what their saying. Which is what he's doing right now.
Well, that is until a shoe drops in front of his face and startles him. Followed closely by a second one and then a foot poking him in the side.
A devious grin finds it way to his lips because he knows that foot. It's Lucy's, there's always a smudge on her big toe as the result of her impatience; she never waits for it to dry before slipping on shoes.
He looks up a little to clarify that it is her. He knows for sure that it is now, because Lucy always sits to the edge of her seat with her legs partially open.
Natsu scoots forward. If he's going to be stuck under this table he might as well pass the time. Carefully he snakes his hand up her leg.
He feels her jump, biting his tongue so that he doesn't release a laugh he rest his hand on her lap. The other finding it's way to her ass.
Smirking, Natsu brings his hands back down to her legs gently spreading them and wrapping them around his waist to give him self more room. He begins to tug on and finger her lace panties, just as a teaser. No pleasure, yet.
Lucy drops a hand between her legs, trying to impede his path. But oh, what a mistake she made. Natsu reached out and snatched her first two fingers bring them to his mouth and sucking on them. He swirls his tongue around them and bites gently before releasing her slimy fingers, noticing that her hand is shaking as she pulls it away. Smacking it on the table in the process.
He can hear her getting flustered as he trails kisses up her thighs, getting closer to her panties before backing off and switching to the other one. Soon however he gets bored with this, loving to tease his girlfriend he leans in and gives her a long lick up her cover folds. He knows she shocked by the way he hears Lucy gurgle her water slightly and the muscles in her thigh tighten.
He uses her to his own advantage. Using her now bouncing leg to slip her panties down her thighs. He vaguely registers everyone's voices in the room. He's a man on a mission, and he will pleasure Lucy in this board meeting, she kicked him and now she must pay the price.
He gives her a little break, letting her talk so people don't get too suspicious, but it's not long until he spreads her legs a little more and gives a lick up her now uncovered sex. Lucy's voice raises an octave, and Natsu doesn't miss it. A smile makes its way to his lips and he hums in delight, thrusting his tongue into her wet heat.
A smile over taking his face once more, he begins to focus. Pleasuring Lucy like this is something he has done many times in the past. However never in a public setting like so, and he'd be lying if he said this didn't give him a rush.
Natsu's tongue begins to work without his menstruations, doing this to her, is almost as easy as breathing. He doesn't need to think about it, everything just comes so naturally that he could do it for hours on end.
He feels Lucy straightening in her seat and that's when he knows she's not letting this get to her. In retaliation, Natsu kicks it up a notch. Pulling out his tongue, he moves up slightly and latches onto her bundle of nerves, and begins to draw nonsensical patterns on her thighs just feel them tremble.
Natsu hears Lucy apologize again and he sees her throw her hair up in the corner of his eye. That's how he knows she's close. She always likes to keep her hair off of her sweaty neck right before she climaxes.
Abandoning his spot he moves back to her entrance, probing it slightly before thrusting his tongue back in. His thumb replacing where his mouth once was, rubbing circles in time with his tongue.
He feels her grind into him slightly; telling him that what he's doing is working. Delighted he keeps it up. That is until he notices she's not stumbling over her words and the fact that her once bouncing thighs are stilled. As revenge, he switches positions once again. Tongue flicking her nub, he before latching onto it and sucking.
This time however, he slips a single finger into her, moving it around until he found her special spot and pressing into it. He's rewarded with a small gasp that probably drew some attention. He doesn't care however, quickly slipping in a second finger to help the first one.
Lucy stumbles over her notes. Again. Quite pleased with himself, Natsu pulls away from her, still working his fingers inside. He begins kissing along the insides of thighs; drawing shivers with every one, while his free hand takes the now vacant spot his mouth had.
Lucy leans back into her chair after shes done speaking, a silent invite for Natsu. She's starting to leak out onto his fingers more than before so he knows she's close. Still working his fingers inside, he reattaches his mouth, redoubling his efforts in the process. When Lucy folds over the desk, clinching and releasing around his fingers at a rapid pace he pulls out.
Once he hears everyone leaves he crawls out form under the table. He can't help the smirk on his lips. He watches her as she silently pulls her skirt down and flings her panties at his face. She doesn't see him catch them. She also doesn't see him twirl a pen around in his hand.