rondo
chapter 3
prompt: admiration
note: I sort of think it turned more into adoration than admiration ...
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He kisses her the first time on the way home after she hops down from the river ledge, evening light framing her face in reddish orange hues. (he can't get over the thought that it looks like fire and it suits her and really, it's just an impulsive action)
Oh, she says when he pulls away, cheeks just a little bit brighter than usual and eyes just a little wider.
Then she smiles and brings his face back down to hers.
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He and Lucy don't change, not really. They're just a little bit closer, just a little bit more them, and if Lucy isn't so quick to kick him out, if they've started to kiss and hold hands, then it's because they've been each other's most precious person for a long time now, teetering between the edge of friendship and more for what feels like forever.
And Lucy – for all the things that are different – doesn't change. She's still the same girl that fell under a spell and took his hand in a destroyed harbour.
(and sometimes, he thinks this is why he loves her so much)
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Lucy laughs a lot nowadays.
It's nice, seeing her so happy and shining after everything that's happened. And Natsu supposes that's what happens when the slow days return after a hard time.
But - just a little - he wonders if it's because of him, too.
(he hopes it is)
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Lucy is a monster, Natsu is sure of that. A monster with big eyes and smooth legs and generous bust and wide smile that may or may not be trying to seduce him. He's not quite sure.
But he can't look away when she stretches after a long train ride anymore, can't keep himself from thinking what those legs of hers would feel like wrapped around him whenever he sees her using her Lucy Kick.
He feels weird.
And she knows, she has to know what she's doing to him, with that smile and those eyes and always, always giving him generous amounts of eye candy. The sort that is not accomplished by anything other than consciously creating it with deliberate moves of hands and hips and -
"Natsu, do you want to go eat somewhere?" And the way she's leaning over him, golden hair falling around her, eyes bright in the shadows of her face, makes him snap.
"I want to sleep with you" he blurts out stupidly, bluntly, and there are redred flames on Lucy's cheeks.
They never do make it to lunch that day.
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Lucy's bed is a lot nicer when he's allowed in it.
There's something about the way she smiles at him in the morning, tired and half-asleep and happy, drawing closer and complaining that his hair tickles. And he pouts and peppers her face with kisses until she is giggling so hard she almost falls off the bed and it's these stolen moments he loves the most.
But the best part is the falling asleep, holding Lucy close while she mutters something between night and love you.