Author's Note:

This story is written for the NaLuLovefest 2016 (October 19-25). It follows directly from the previous story (chapter 2) for the Day 1 prompt "Intimacy".

I would like to thank everyone who has reviewed, it is always very much appreciated:

Twishadowhunter, DancesWithSeatbelts (who also have NaLu stories to read!)

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I'm at about episode 80 or so of the original anime, just to give you my overall frame of reference. I haven't read the manga (yet).

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NaLuLovefest 2016
October 20-21

Day 2/3 Prompts: Bites/Moans

Great Expectations
(not by Charles Dickens)
(follows the story "The Morning After")

It was a week after the infamous night of beer drinking that had finally led to Natsu and Lucy getting together. Of course, Natsu remembered it as the night he had actually stuffed himself into a tux—although he hadn't worn the tux for long after Lucy had gotten home. They both remembered it as the night that Lucy had told Natsu that she didn't want to be friends anymore—at the top of her voice—and had then proceeded to make her actual meaning very, very clear. One thing that had made Lucy feel a lot better was that the following day, Natsu had not only looked after her but had made a point of asking her out, so that there was no confusion about the status of their relationship. She actually had a boyfriend.

Or so she had thought. Because in her mind, a boyfriend meant dates. And so far they hadn't even met for coffee.

Since she still wasn't speaking with Mirajane and Cana after the beer drinking episode—they're the ones who set her up to literally throw herself at Natsu—Lucy had turned to her friend Levy for advice. Levy had recently been seeing a lot of the Dragon Slayer Gajeel, which most of those in the know found very entertaining.

"Well, I suggest food," Levy said, after Lucy explained her woes. "You can't go wrong with food."

Lucy groaned.

"I know Natsu loves food… but eating isn't really his best look. And I worry that if there's food then he won't have time for me. I mean—have you seen how he eats?"

"Yes, and I've seen how he looks at you. Maybe you just have to makes things more of a challenge. Or maybe you need to figure out a way to make him understand that you're looking for the same things just in different ways."

Levy refused to elaborate, and Lucy almost decided to just go home and sulk. Fortunately, the walk home put her in a good mood, even though a late-afternoon shower caught her before she reached her apartment: she had a plan. As soon as she got in, she held an important discussion with Virgo, one of her Celestial Spirits, after which she changed into a set of clinging, silky, baby doll pajamas and waited for Natsu to come in the window.

Natsu actually came in more slowly than usual. He was feeling a little edgy. Just as he'd thought everything was going just fine, Lucy had started acting all distant, and he didn't know why. Still, he almost bit his tongue when he saw the pajamas. They were sky-blue—one of Lucy's favourite colours—but that didn't really register. What caught his attention was the way they left her shoulders bare, and hugged her gorgeous breasts, and showed off her toned legs and butt. He felt his attention waver from dinner to getting his hands on—and all over—his girlfriend.

"Oh hey, hi Luce! Good to see ya!" He tried to keep his tone light, even though he could feel the rumble starting in his chest that wasn't too far different from when a cat started to purr. She looked amazing. But… she smelled annoyed? Argh—so confusing!

Lucy winced. She'd promised herself no fighting but seriously? She was always irritated when he sounded surprised to see her in her own house. With an effort, she put on a grin and reminded herself that there had to be some give and take in a relationship. At least, that was the advice that the Sorcerer Weekly had in just about every relationship article.

"Hi Natsu! You're looking good…" She sauntered over to him and pressed her thinly clad body against his. As usual, the first thing he did was bent his head down, not for a kiss, but to bury his nose in her neck and inhale deeply.

"Ummmmm…" For a moment, all his attention was on her neck and shoulders… Then Natsu's head came up quickly, almost hitting Lucy in the chin. "Do I smell seafood soup? And steak? And French fries? And, um, spaghetti with the extra cheese in the sauce…"

Natsu's hands were starting to slide down Lucy's sides, but his head had turned toward the kitchen.

"I'll just, um, I'll just... I'll be right back, don't move."

He was brought up short with a strangled yelp because Lucy was holding onto the ends of his scarf.

"No, sorry Natsu, but that's not for you. That's my dinner. Although… I might be willing to share… if you ask really nicely for me to forgive you."

"Wait—what?! What did I do?"

"Nothing."

Lucy turned away from him, perfect, creamy skin sliding under soft fabric. She looked back over her shoulder at Natsu, who was staring at the way he could just see the lower curve of her butt under the very minimal shorts that seemed to be part of her outfit. His brain was starting to fuse: food? Lucy? Why not both?

"Um, so I've done nothing wrong but—"

"No, you've done nothing. That's what you've done wrong."

"What? Lucy… seriously, help me out here…"

"But since I am a wonderful girlfriend, I'm going to let you make it up to me."

Natsu was starting to pick up the undertones. He closed his eyes. Yes, dinner smelled amazing, and he was very hungry. But Lucy smelled of annoyance and… hurt? Even though he hadn't done anything? No, wait, that's what she'd said… that'd he'd done nothing. It tended to take a while for his brain to catch up with his instincts, but both were now telling him the same thing: his girlfriend wanted his attention. Because… she hadn't had it? That wasn't true! He paid attention to her all the time—well, he thought about her a lot of the time. She already knew how he felt.

He'd closed the distance between them again, eyes still closed, and now he put his hands on her bare shoulders, focussing for a moment on the sensation of her soft skin against his callused fingers. He felt her quiver slightly, and the scent of annoyance faded a little to be replaced by a hint of arousal.

A little distracted, but determined to pursue her program, Lucy ran her hands up Natsu's chest and seized his face, and kissed him roughly on the lips. A second later, Natsu tangled his fingers in her hair, at which point she bit down sharply on his lower lip, just enough to draw blood. She hadn't been sure she would be able to do it, but the effect was worth it: Natsu moaned softly, though clearly not in pain, and one hand slid from her hair to her butt, pulling her more closely against him.

"Natsu," Lucy said in his ear, willing her heart-rate to stop crashing against her ribs. "Being my boyfriend means more than being allowed to raid my fridge and sleep in my bed without getting into trouble… you know?"

"Um. Okay? Actually… you pretty much let me get away with that stuff before anyway."

"Exactly."

Natsu tried to think about what she was saying, but his concentration slipped when she pushed his vest off his shoulders and then started to suck on his collarbone, gently at first, and then more insistently. Since he could also feel her breasts rubbing against his bare chest through the thin, slippery material of her top, it wasn't surprising that his breath hitched and his hands tightened further on her. The one on her butt started to knead into the flesh, alternately stroking and massaging.

Lucy brought her teeth together on the gradually spreading bruise she'd been creating. They barely broke the surface, but Natsu twitched sharply against her, and a rumble almost like a purr started in his chest.

"So what makes the difference between being friends and girlfriend and boyfriend, Natsu?"

The pink-haired man just stared at her blankly, his mind almost entirely on other things.

"This?" he managed finally, staring down at her, while she started working on the buckle and ties of his pants.

She slid his pants down over his hips, leaving him in his boxers, his eyes staring hungrily down at her as she pushed the band of his boxers down over one hip, and sank gracefully to her knees, her face just inches away from where his erection was shoving against cotton fabric. Natsu automatically let his lower hand trail up her back as she knelt and found himself caressing one of her ears.

Lucy started to suck on his hipbone, and he moved against her, missing her warmth against his erection now that they weren't pressed together. Argh… it was so impossible to think—why did she want him to think anyway? Why couldn't she just say what she was mad about?! Once again, the slightly bruising sucking turned into the more defined—and for him exciting—pain of a bite. He moaned loudly when she bit down again, marking the hip even more clearly and at the same time using the hand not grasping his leg to stroke the length of his shaft through the boxers.

"Now shall I try the other side?" Lucy asked sweetly, although his sharp hearing could make out the hitch in her breathing and he could smell her growing arousal.

With a growl, Natsu dropped down to his knees and dragged Lucy's mouth against his, forcing his tongue between her lips. He pulled her hips against his again so that he could rub against her.

"You are, really… good… at knowing what to do," he muttered when he came up briefly for air. "Bites are… good…"

She smirked at him, and he overbalanced her onto the floor—mercifully carpeted in this area—and crushed her body under him. One hand started to first stroke and then pinch one of her nipples, while his mouth moved from hers onto the white column of her neck. Unlike Lucy, Natsu bit down without hesitation, his sharp canines breaking the surface at the same time as his fingers closed on the hardened tip of her breast and his erection pressed insistently between her legs.

This time, Lucy gasped and then moaned. She moaned again when Natsu moved his mouth to her shoulder and bit down again, this time dragging his hand across the rapidly dampening area between her legs as his teeth pierced her skin. The combined feeling made her own hands tighten involuntarily on Natsu's upper arms, nails digging into his skin.

The rumble in Natsu's chest was becoming louder, and after licking a tiny drop of blood from Lucy's shoulder, he sat back, straddling her, and started pulling her flimsy top up over her head.

"How did you know?" he asked, managing to rub his slightly rough palms across the tips of her breasts as he yanked at the fabric.

"Mmmm?"

"About the bites," he muttered, starting the process of getting rid of his boxers and making sure to include as much touching and rubbing as he could in the process.

Lucy squirmed under him.

"I… noticed last time… Did it by mistake… got a big reaction…"

Natsu swiped his tongue across a nipple and then sucked sharply on it, getting a whimper of pleasure from Lucy. Then he moved his head down to the lowest point on her ribcage and set his teeth against her skin.

"I didn't realize how much I wanted to leave marks on you," he murmured, nuzzling the skin and feeling Lucy tense in anticipation of the small sting.

This time, the hand that was behind Lucy pulled her hips up slightly, while the free hand slowly pulled the very short shorts down her thighs. Then, without warning, a warm finger was pressed into Lucy's depths and the sharp teeth closed again.

"And I love how you moan. And fuck, Lucy you smell amazing now."

Ignoring her quivering body and the incredible wet heat at her core—well, for long enough to speak, anyway—Lucy quipped: "Better than steak? 'Cause I still haven't heard you ask for forgiveness, you know."

A second finger joined the first and both started to move back and forth, making Lucy gasp. Natsu laughed—although it came out as more of a rumble. He almost seemed meditative, as his fingers moved inside her and he leaned down to suckle and then nip at one breast. Lucy was trying her best not to rock continuously against his hand, since the bright, possessive light in his eyes brought out the competitive side of her and made her want to refuse to show him how good he made her feel.

Eventually, Natsu changed position, bringing his mouth onto Lucy's hipbone but leaving his fingers to continue enjoying her wetness. When he shifted, pressing his shaft against her leg, she could feel that she wasn't the only one who was slick. Natsu eyes met hers for a moment before he lowered his head again; the eyelids were half-closed, but the gleam was unmistakable.

"I get it, Luce…" he said, as he licked the skin of her hip in anticipation. "There's something I didn't do, and it hurt your feelings. And when… we're done here… you're just going to tell me what's wrong… okay?"

On the last word, he dragged the pad of his thumb across the rounded bundle of nerves at the top of her opening, and at the same moment bit into the taught skin at her hip bone. Her loud moan was truly a combination of pleasure and pain this time, but as before, the pain passed very quickly and the pleasure intensified.

Lucy watched as Natsu licked the area again, his eyes now completely closed. They were both sweating, although in her case, Natsu's heat combined with actual exertion. She stroked her fingers through his hair.

"Natsu?"

"Mmmm. Tell me, Lucy…"

"Now's good. I want you inside me now. Natsu…"

Natsu raised his head and grinned at her. Then he squirmed around, until his hips were over hers, and he put his large hands over her wrists, pinning them to the floor. They were both moving against each other, completely aroused, breathing ragged.

"Now's good, huh? How about great?"

He plunged his length into her, and she shuddered, but grinned back.

"You look great covered in my marks," he gloated. He drove into her again. "You smell great covered in sweat and wanting this so badly you can't wait…" And again. "You are just… amazing… my… Lucy…"

Faster and faster, while they both seemed to try to push through the other person, until first one and then the other went over the edge—they never knew who cried out first. All that seemed to matter was that they were absolutely, completely together.

Epilogue

Quite a bit later, Natsu carried Lucy into the bathroom and set her gently into the hot bath that he'd prepared for them. Unlike the last time, he sat opposite her so that they could see each other's faces.

"Okay, Luce… what did I do—I mean, not do?"

Lucy sighed; it seemed silly and yet it didn't.

"You asked me out but you never took me out anywhere. As a couple. You just kept behaving the same as always."

Natsu studied her face, although he had to keep suppressing the urge to let his eyes trail down the darkening marks on her neck, shoulder, ribs and hip. He really wanted to understand. As he pulled his gaze from her neck—again—he suddenly thought he got it.

"You want us to go out in public somewhere, to have fun or whatever, in a way that makes it clear that we're really together as boyfriend and girlfriend? Like you want to set a time and meet me somewhere and hold hands and all that? So everyone knows?"

"Yeah, that's pretty much it… And so I know that you know."

Natsu leered at her and this time didn't hide the direction of his gaze.

"Don't worry, Luce… I know."

END

A/Note: Thank you for reading!