Chapter 4 – Voyeur from Under the Sheets

Natsu had always considered himself a hunter. A stalker in the night. Taking and devouring his prey mercilessly until she was nothing but a quivering mess beneath him. Tonight, his prey was so close and yet so far; he cursed the wall that stood between them.

His body pulsed with aching need. He wanted her. Obstacles be damned. His dark onyx eyes narrowed in on his first one, sleeping soundly in the other bed next to him. This one should be easy to bypass. The idiotic icicle always slept like a rock, snoring like an elephant.

He slowly slipped himself from underneath the sheets – careful not to disturb Happy – and pressed his feet gently against the floor. He walked silently across the room, past the half-naked ice mage before reaching the door to their hotel room. Turning the knob as slowly as he could, Natsu pulled the door open, wincing when he heard a creak. He glanced back, relieved to find the man unmoved. The moment he closed the door behind him, Natsu licked his lips.

As he headed down the hall, he remembered why he had to do this at all, grumbling to himself as he did. As his pet had promised, their team had gone out on a mission to eliminate a few monsters plaguing some small town. As expected, a few things might have gone wrong, and they might have been his fault. As a result, his pet was angry with him for losing half their reward just because he burned down half of the homes in the town. It wasn't his fault; the monster got to them first – he swore.

Now they were forced to stay the night in the town inn, so that they could help with repairs the next morning. He was beyond upset with the arrangements, because it placed his lovely prey with the rest of the girls while he was stuck with…Gray.

Which lead him here, outside their suite. He had stolen their spare room key earlier that evening, while planning for this hunt. Yes, he planned. It surprised him too, but many other things surprised him about himself when it came to his pet. But enough about that. He swiped the key into the lock, grinning when he heard the click. He carefully opened the door, wary of the slumbering red-haired monster inside, protector of his prey. His second obstacle of a much higher calibre than his first. The hunt – and subsequently, his life – was over should he wake that beast up.

He snuck across the room, his eyes memorizing the layout. There were two double-sized beds in this suite, one housing the S-Class monster and the other, his delectable prey. There was a closed door to a side room, which was probably where his fellow dragonkin slept. He was glad; she was much too young to witness any of this.

He moved towards his prey's bed, sneaking himself underneath the sheets beside her so that he was facing her. With every other movement, he made sure to check up on the body in the bed across from them. Satisfied that the redhead was still dead asleep, he focused his attention back on his blonde-haired prey. She was beautiful, as always, with her hair sprawled across the pillow. The moonlight streamed in from the window, casting an ethereal glow on her face. She slept so peacefully, her soft breaths brushing against the pillow.

It's a shame he'd have to wake her.

He frowned when he saw the small bandage on her neck, covering up the mark he left on her a few nights prior. He ripped it off with ease, feeling better when he saw it exposed. His lips curled back, revealing a fang as he honed in on his prey. He started with a long brush of his tongue against the column of her neck, frowning when it didn't seem to garner any response. Perhaps he needed something more, stimulating.

He trailed a hand underneath the thin piece of fabric she called a tank-top, feeling her soft flesh underneath his fingers. He moved up her taunt stomach and was pleased to find that she didn't wear a bra underneath. He firmly grasped one of her breasts in his greedy hand.

She sighed, a smile pulling at her lips.

Natsu returned it with a grin. He kneaded the breast firmly with his hand and returned his lips to her neck.

Her brows furrowed, but still showed no signs of waking up.

He frowned. He needed to try harder. He peppered kisses along her skin, while rolling her nipple in between her fingers. He gently tugged at it and he smiled when he scented her growing arousal.

Her legs rubbed together underneath the sheets.

He left the crook of her neck and moved lower. He nuzzled her top further above her breasts and his tongue darted out to taste her neglected nub.

"Mmm…"

His prey rolled in her sleep and Natsu scowled as she now faced away from him. He huffed. As if that could stop him. He reached around her, continuing his groping of her breasts.

"Gray…" she sighed.

Natsu's eyes snapped wide open. Gray?! A sharp pang of anger burned down his spine. What was she doing thinking about that idiot? He quickly tugged her back towards him, not caring if he'd jostle her awake. He studied her face, looking for any suspicious signs. Surprisingly, her eyes remained closed.

"…that's my ice cream…" she continued with a murmur. A small trail of drool dribbled down her chin. "Give it back…"

Natsu's eye twitched. You've got to be kidding me. He wanted to bang his head against the wall. But despite the supposed innocence of her outburst, a part of him was still annoyed that the ice idiot was in her dreams at all.

The only one who should dominate her dreams was him.

He amped it up. Pressing kisses down her torso, he swiftly stripped his pet of her damp underwear and slowly parted her legs. He made his way to her core, which was starting to glisten. Darting his tongue out, he flicked at her nub before brushing it down the length of her slit, snaking around her folds before dipping inside.

His prey let out a long moan. "Oh…"

He wanted to hear more. Replacing his tongue with two of his fingers, he moved up to pay more attention to her breasts, sucking one into his mouth. He continued to scissor her, feeling her getting wetter with each passing second.

"N-Natsu…" Her legs subconsciously spread wider apart.

That's more like it.

He continued his ministrations, watching her face intently for every reaction. He grinned when her head started tossing left and right, her brows furrowed in confusion and her lips pursed in need.

"More," she sighed, her voice building up in volume.

As you wish.

He switched breasts, using his teeth to pull and tug at her sensitive nipple while his fingers moved faster. He smiled against her skin when her heart rate started picking up, followed by her breathing. Then, finally, her eyes started to flutter open. Her gaze was directed towards the ceiling at first, as if confused as to why she was waking. Then she looked down.

That's it, pet.

Slowly, her eyes widened in recognition, of him, and what he was doing. The moment she was fully awake, Natsu finished the job. Biting down on her nipple, and rubbing his thumb along her clit, he watched as she came with a shudder and a cry that he muffled with his free hand over her mouth.

After she recovered, her eyes screamed at him. She ripped his hand away from her mouth. "N-Natsu," she hissed as softly as she could. "Just what the hell are you-?"

He placed the two fingers coated in her juices against her lips to silence her. Out of habit, her tongue darted out to taste them and then she took both of them in her mouth. He groaned at the erotic visual, the heat going straight to his throbbing cock. When she realized what she was doing, she quickly pulled back, releasing his fingers with a pop. A flush painted her face red and she glared at him.

"I wanted to see you, Lucy," he said, placing a pout on his face. It was a smart tactic. One of his prey's weaknesses. She often had trouble refusing him when he did that.

"No," she said, firmly. She threw a quick look at Erza before turning back to glare at him again. Thankfully, she was still sleeping soundly in the bed next to theirs. "I thought I told you to stay in your room."

"But Lucy," he purred, deliberately dragging out her name. His tongue flickered out and licked the outer shell of her ear. "I want you." He smirked when her legs rubbed together again. "I'll even let you do what you want." One of his fingers trailed around her nipple, on top of the thin fabric of her top.

Despite her full body shiver, his prey shook her head. "No…"

The hunter faltered, shocked that his prey would deny him. Taking advantage of his pause, she started to scoot away, but he immediately pulled her back. "Kitten…" One of his hands drifted down to the flat of her stomach, but she quickly grabbed hold of his wrist to stop him.

"No, E-Erza's going to wake up and hear us," she hissed.

"But isn't that what you want?" He grinned as she stiffened. "You want Erza to listen in, don't you? You want her to watch, don't you?"

His pet flushed the most delectable shade of red, all the way down to her neck. Ah, there was that familiar scent again. The sweet, heavy scent of Lucy's arousal. He had caught it a few nights ago, when he last played his games with Lucy. It turned out his little pet didn't seem to mind that people were listening in to them. No, in fact, it seemed to turn her on.

"I-I do not!" She squeaked, but she immediately kept quiet as she remembered where she was.

The predator grinned, exposing a sharp fang. "Why don't we test that?" His eyes flashed dangerously. "Sit up."

Her eyes widened at his command, understanding in that moment that he wasn't Natsu anymore.

"Are you going to disobey me? Pet."

He watched as a strong shiver passed through her body and smiled as the lust began to cloud her eyes. "N-No, sir." Slowly, she sat up, the sheets sliding down her body until they pooled at her waist. Her top was still pushed above her chest and the chill in the room made her exposed nipples harden even more, if that was even possible.

He licked his lips as he followed, sitting up on the bed. He watched her breaths deepen as she waited patiently for his next command. Her body trembled with desire and anticipation.

"Face her."

Her entire body jolted and he had to hold back from laughing. He was playing a dangerous game. One wrong move from either him or his pet could result in him being gutted by a blade. Perhaps that was what made this even more arousing. The thrill of the hunt. The danger of being caught.

He had a very good feeling that his little pet felt the same way.

Slowly, the blonde-haired woman turned to face Erza's bed. The red-haired swordswoman was almost completely covered by her bed sheets. The only indication that she was there was the lump on the bed and the lock of red hair that escaped the covers. None of them spoke. Together they listened to the soft, even breaths coming from the woman.

His pet was still up on her knees. He came in from behind her, stripped her of her only remaining item of clothing and pulled her back onto his lap. He himself sat cross-legged, so his knees pressed against the inside of thighs, forcing her legs wide apart.

She was completely exposed.

He grinned. His prey was exactly where he wanted her to be. He pressed a soft kiss to the back of her neck. "Relax, pet, I'm here." His pet calmed down slightly, but she was still tense. He could fix that.

One of his hands moved to her breast, slowly caressing it, while the other hand trailed hotly down her stomach. He heard the hitch in her breath and just as he was placing wet kisses along the column of her neck, she moaned. The scent of her arousal filled the air.

"That's a good girl," he whispered. He pressed his lips to the mark he left on her neck and sucked gently on the skin. "Tell me how you feel."

"M-Master, I feel…h-hot," his pet replied, her head was tilted backwards as her back pressed against his bare chest. Both of them were aware that only a thin pair of boxers separated them. His other hand trailed back up to caress her neglected breast. His pet mewled in pleasure as he paid homage to her chest, rolling and tugging her hardened nipples. She grinded her ass against his erection and hit bit back a low groan. His restraint was pulled thin. He was so close to simply claiming his prize.

His eyes flickered forward towards the figure underneath the sheets across from them. It was subtle, something only his dragon eyes could catch in the darkness of this room, but he swore he caught just the smallest twitch. His brow raised.

"Now, Lucy," he said in her ear with a building grin. "Tell Erza how you feel."

She immediately stiffened up, but a quick pinch of her nipples made her gasp. She arched forward into his hands.

"Don't keep her waiting now."

With her eyes locked onto the figure underneath the sheets, his prey stammered softly, "E-Erza, I…ah…I feel hot…"

"Where, pet? Erza wants to know."

She moaned again. "I-In between my legs."

Darkness flashed through his eyes. "Show her."

The flush once again spread down her neck. But, eventually, one of his pet's hands trembled slowly down her torso, until she reached her exposed core. With two fingers, she parted her folds, revealing herself to the red-haired woman, had she been awake to see it.

"Tell her how wet you are."

She swallowed. "I-I'm soaking."

The twitch from under the sheets now turned into a continuous tremble. Someone was awake. A surge of unknown confidence soared through his veins. She could hear them, but she wouldn't do anything. No, revealing herself now would only embarrass her blonde-haired friend. And she wouldn't do that.

Time to take advantage of it.

"Erza doesn't believe you, pet, I don't think she'd believe you until you make yourself come."

Her eyes widened to saucers. "M-Make myself?" She nearly whined when he removed his hands from her breasts.

"Yes, pet," he breathed against her ear. "Touch yourself."

She let out a shudder, but obeyed his commands. She rubbed her fingers along her slit, once, twice, before plunging two fingers into her already primed core. She muffled her own cries as she thrusted them deep inside her, her other hand coming up to roll one of her nipples in between her fingers.

Lucy couldn't believe he was making her do this. It was so wrong, but she felt so hot, so turned on. Knowing that there was even the slightest chance that someone was listening, or worse, watching, set her ablaze. Every inch of her skin was on fire, leaving pleasant tingles that trailed up and down her body, building on the painful ache between her legs.

She slipped a third finger between her folds and brought herself to the edge. Closing her eyes and preparing for the aftermath, she bit into her own arm just as she pressed her thumb to her clit. She came with a long moan, swallowed up by her own flesh. She thrusted once, twice more against her own fingers and her Master's groin before collapsing back against his chest with heavy breaths. Her release coated her fingers liberally as she pulled them out of herself.

Natsu had never seen something so erotic. Watching his pet bring herself to completion all on her own, with her back arched and her golden hair spayed across her back was almost enough to throw him over as well. His cock throbbed in desperate need, wanting to be buried inside his blonde goddess this instant.

He glanced across the room and smirked at the small lifted corner of the bedsheets. His prey wouldn't be able to see it, but the small tremble had become deep, rapid inhalations. Not that he cared for it, but a third scent of arousal was drifting into the air.

Apparently, someone was fond of watching.

It was a shame the show had to end so soon, but he was sure their audience wouldn't be upset by the finale.

Too impatient to maneuver himself out of his underwear, he merely burnt it all off, the process sending an extra jolt of heat to his pet's already flaming core. She moaned when flesh met flesh and she subconsciously began to rub herself against him.

He gritted his teeth, trying to keep his composure. Sitting back up, he wrapped his arms back around her. Grinding her against his arousal, he spoke into her ear.

"What do you want, Lucy?"

"Mmm…I want you, ah, Master…"

"Are you ready to show Erza what a naughty little pet you've become?"

"Oh yes, please."

The sound of his prey begging was enough to set him in motion. Lifting her hips with ease, he settled her slowly on top of him, groaning as he watched his cock get swallowed up by her. She was like a blazing inferno. She gripped his length so tight he cursed to himself.

He reached up with both hands to grope and knead her breasts. "Ride your Master, Lucy. Show Erza how much you want this."

Natsu's heated words were the switch to get her to move. Lucy let out a smothered cry as she lifted her hips, slamming them down on his cock moments later. The angle was euphoric, he was hitting the exact spot to make her see stars. She braced her palms against his thighs using that for support as she rode him furiously. She threw her head back, her eyes to the ceiling.

"That's it pet, tell Erza how good this feels."

She couldn't lie anymore. She wanted to be watched. Wanted someone to see how naughty she was, how much pleasure she was receiving, not only from herself, but from her Master. She wanted someone to know that she belonged to him and only him. The words spilled out of her mouth on her own.

"E-Erza, it feels so, god, it feels so good."

"Tell her, who do you belong to?"

Lucy muffled her scream in her arm. Releasing her mouth, she spoke as fast as she could. "Master! I belong to Master. "

Natsu increased the speed of his fingers around her clit. And when he bit into that one spot in the junction of her neck, Lucy lost it.

"Natsu!"

She came with a long shudder, arching her body into her Master's skilled hands. He continued to thrust up into her, sending small jolts of pleasure into her white bliss. She heard him grunt into her neck a short while after her and moaned when she felt the heat of his release as he came inside of her.

Completely exhausted, Lucy passed out.

Chuckling to himself, Natsu lifted his spent prey off his body. He cleaned her up gently before laying her back into bed, moving the covers just underneath her chin. Leaning forward, he placed the softest of kisses onto her forehead before slinking away.

He took one last look across the room, noting with amusement that the sheets had gone completely still.

With that, the hunter retreated to his den, satisfied with his meal for the night.

When the door creaked shut, a certain red-haired woman released the breath that she had been holding. She removed the palm that had been pressed up against her mouth, a sore attempt at keeping sound from escaping her lips. The hot air heated up her cocoon underneath the sheets, causing her hair to stick further to her sweaty forehead. She shuddered as she pulled two fingers from her folds and winced when she noticed how drenched they had become.

Erza Scarlet was the first to discover Lucy and Natsu's special arrangement.

A/N: And here we go again! This has actually been sitting on my computer for a while, but I haven't been able to edit it until now.

Also, a kind reviewer pointed out that they never kiss. All I can say is good catch and perhaps that would change in the future ;) Let me know what you thought of this chapter!