Love and Lucky
Zara's Note: Hmm… I think maybe I should have called this Bath Bomb instead of Showerhead, but oh well, same idea, different concept. Anyways, once again, thanks to all of you for the support and encouragement, not only for this story but also for my life and writing in general. I know I said I wouldn't be updating as frequently, but I was brimming with ideas and I couldn't hold it in. Plus, I've already planned for future chapters and I just can't wait until we get to the bulk of it, so I can't stop myself from writing whenever I have free time. In any case, this one isn't like the usual (and there are a lot more feels), but I hope you still like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. If I did, NaLu would be canon by now.
Chapter 4: Showerhead
Lucy woke up that morning to a very familiar finger pressed inside her, and the warmth of Natsu's front curved against her back. She groaned as the finger explored her core beneath her panties, not yet sure if she was awake or dreaming.
"Lucy," he murmured into the early silence of the morning. She felt his hard, thick cock clothed in his boxers pressed against her bum and she hummed in response, trying to gather her bearings. She must be dreaming about him; he was the only one invading her dreams lately, though she tried not to think about it too much.
The finger inside of her was joined by another, and the pair began pumping in and out of her snatch. Subconsciously, she began to respond to its movements, thrusting readily against them. She heard him groan in her ear, and she tried to pry her eyes open against the early morning sun.
"Fuck Luce," he whispered, kissing the side of her neck. She pushed back against his erection, earning her a growl. "I could barely sleep last night, just thinking about how hot you were yesterday, practically attacking me in need." She groaned as he slowed the speed of his fingers to a deep, penetrating grind. "I don't think I've ever seen you that horny."
She fought against the brightness, peeking her eyes open as he added a third finger to his naughty touches.
"Natsu," she moaned. She reached down with one of her own hands to join his fingers, while the other flew back between their bodies to grope blindly for his erection.
"And look how wet you are already?" She added her index finger into the tight space and immediately knew what he meant. With the four fingers stretching her entrance, the fluid gushed onto their waiting palms, serving as a natural lubricant for their slow, deep pumps. "This couldn't have just been from me touching you. What were you dreaming about?" His voice was so deep, so husky in the morning, it sent shivers down her spine.
"Ngh," she keened as Natsu's other hand snaked around her to grope her breast through the thin fabric of her tank top, and she moved her hand into his boxers, gently cupping his warm, pulsating cock.
"Luce?" he prompted, thrusting into the hand.
"I was dreaming about you," she replied, stroking jerkily with what little space she had to work with. "You were doing such amazing things to my body, touching me in all the right places. And then you were fucking me, hard and deep and fast. I was hoping it was real life."
Natsu chuckled and his fingers stilled in her. "I can arrange that, y'know."
Lucy panted. "Natsu, please, I'm almost there."
"Do you want me to fuck you?" She squeezed his shaft tightly, willing him to move his fingers.
"Natsu!"
"Or should we save it for later and have you waiting for it all day? You'll just be out and about, thinking of this and how, when you're ready and begging, I'll be so deep inside you, you won't know your own name." He was about to retract his hands from her body, denying her release. No way. No way was he stopping now.
"Fucking hell Natsu," she screamed in frustration before freeing both her hands to grab hold of his forearm, shoving his fingers back inside her.
If Lucy was being completely honest with herself, she knew the only reason why she was so sexually frustrated all the time was because of Natsu. Even with past boyfriends, she had never wanted sex so bad to be doing it in every room of the house almost every single day. He had awaken such a dormant need inside her, a need she had never felt before, that it scared her down to her very soul. After all, what kind of woman was she becoming if she was so horny she was using his hand to finger herself?
She was so far gone, climbing higher and higher, rutting against his hand as she used it as her own personal sex toy. She couldn't hear anything anymore; she didn't know what Natsu was thinking. She just needed to reach the peak.
And then there it was, and she was falling into the white abyss.
By the end of it, she was so utterly embarrassed, she couldn't bare to turn around. Pulling his fingers out of her underwear, she tried to sit up, unable to meet his eyes, but he wound his arms against her waist, bringing her closer so she fit snugly against his chest. He was still very hard, so Lucy felt it was safe to assume he wasn't completely disgusted by her.
"On second thought," he whispered, rocking against her and she gently caressed the arms around her. "Maybe we should keep going."
Lucy giggled and ground her ass back to meet his. "Oh really?"
"Fuck Luce," he growled, his pace steady. "You are so sexy, fucking yourself on my fingers." He started to peel off her shorts, but she stopped him, shifting in his arms to face him to give him a slow, sensual kiss. When she felt him start to get lost in it, his arms loosening around her, she pulled back and then jumped completely out of bed.
"Lucy?" he asked, at the halfway point between confusion and shock. She smirked at him as his unfocused eyes sharped and raked over her body, landing on what was sure to be a wet spot in her purple, cotton shorts.
"Actually Natsu," she dropped her voice several octaves as he sat up and her comforter pooled at his hips, leaving his chest and abs completely visible for her viewing pleasure. He tried to grab her hand to pull her back into bed but she evaded him. "I agree, maybe we should save it for later." He gaped at her and she tried so hard not to laugh.
She looked to her bedside table and saw 8:39 a.m. "Erza wants to meet for breakfast at 10:30 and I need to take another bath, since clearly, I made a little mess down there." She reached down to lightly touch the wet patch on her shorts and he let out a strange, almost whine, at the back of his throat.
"But Lucy! It's Sunday. You always spend Sunday with me!"
She rolled her eyes; he sounded like a five year old. "I spend every day with you, Natsu. Besides, I'll be back this afternoon, so it's not like I'll be gone all day. I never see Erza anymore and we were trying to catch up at Gajeel's birthday, but it got crazy." What with Cana approaching their table, drunk as fuck, and the whole bar watching the Ishgar Games on television, she was barely able to hear her own voice over the ruckus, let alone Erza's.
Natsu pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. "Who cares if you see Erza," he whined and she giggled. "You're my best friend, not hers."
"So what?" she challenged, leaning against the side of the bed to press a quick peck to his cheek before baking away in case he tried to grab her again. "Don't worry you big baby, when I come home later we can stay inside and watch movies on Netflix for the rest of the night."
She didn't give him time to respond, making her way to the bathroom, but stopped at the threshold. Looking over her shoulder, she could see him sulking and she knew that she would feel guilty about it later if she just left him like this. Sighing, she called out his name and he looked up, hopeful.
"Wanna join me for my bath?" And then he was all smiles and eagerness, the usual Natsu she lo… really cared for. Throwing her over his shoulder, Lucy laughing and hitting his back the whole way there, he practically ran to the bathroom, shutting and locking the door before setting her down on the sink counter so he could set the removable showerhead at the side of the tub to fill it with water.
With the drain plugged and the hot water running, he returned to her, dragging her into a scorching kiss, her legs wrapping around him to feel his member, still very hard and very willing. They continued to kiss, breaking off only to lift her tank top over her head. Opening her mouth when she felt his tongue press against the seam, she played with the appendage that entered, shifting to allow him to strip her off her bottoms while she lowered his boxers to the floor with her feet.
Kissing Natsu was always the best part of their newfound intimacy. Kissing him was what made her feel close to him, feel connected. As though it was a reaffirmation of the strong bond they created all those years ago. He had protected her when she was attacked at a frat party, comforted her when her father tried to force her to leave the school and had been by her side in every happy memory that crossed her mind. He was her rock and her other half. They were Natsu and Lucy. She wouldn't know what to do with herself if he was suddenly gone from her life.
He slowed down the speed of his lips, leisurely pulling his tongue out of her mouth to her protests. Leaning back, he smiled sunnily and she laughed, allowing him to help her off the sink and lead her by the hand to the tub. Shutting off the water, he stepped inside, never letting go of her hand as he sat down with his back to the edge and guided Lucy to sit in his lap, sliding his erection into her wet snatch under the water. She sighed, and though she so badly wanted him to pump his cock in and out of her towards another searing orgasm, she kept sill, merely basking in the feeling of how he fit inside her. She felt whole.
Natsu bent his left knee and slid the leg between hers, forcing her thighs apart and her opening to stretch a little wider, touching her clit against his skin in the process. Apparently, he didn't want to move either, succumbing to the feeling of their bodies being connected.
"Mmm," she hummed, closing her eyes and leaning back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist just like he had earlier, his fingers tracing little circles in her abdomen. He was her best friend, the better part of herself. She never wanted to lose him. "Have I ever told you I really like the feeling of having you inside me?"
He hardened slightly inside her, and oh so slowly, he shifted, pumping deep within her at an agonizingly relaxed pace. "Really?" he drawled. Neither were in any hurry, they just wanted to feel.
"Yeah," she murmured, grabbing both his hands to intertwine their fingers. Lucy must have gone crazy from the sex overload; their couplings were usually hard and fast and incredibly steamy, like their own, real-life porn show. It was never this slow, never this intimate. This was getting too close to dangerous territory. But this was still Natsu. After everything they had been through together, he was still the one person she would always feel safe with. "You fill me up so completely."
He played with her fingers, keeping his steady pace. She could feel herself progressively escalating to her peak, the climb gradual and sensual.
Tanking their intertwined hands, he brought them below the water line to her clit, rubbing it so gently she could only just feel their touches. She climbed a little higher a lot faster.
"Luce," he whispered against her skin and she was panting at how erotically slow they were going. "I honestly can't get enough of you. I don't think it's normal to want to fuck someone every time you see them."
She chuckled breathlessly. "When have you ever strived to be normal?" She pulled their hands away from her clit and led them to her breasts, palming each one together. With her clit now once again exposed, she leaned forward so that every time he would thrust, she hit her clit against the thigh between her legs.
Oh gods, every part of her was being stimulated; every part of her was touched by him. But she wanted more.
They really weren't normal.
They stopped talking for a while, allowing the sounds of their slow coupling to fill the air. Pleasure was building in her, but she couldn't find release. Tears were pooling in her eyes at the state of perpetual bliss she was in. She wanted more, needed more, but she didn't want him to move faster. She wanted him to lead her to oblivion like they had eternity to reach it.
Lucy ground her pelvis against his leg in circular motions, and then he was moving his leg against her in time with his thrusts and her grinds. The pleasure, so strong, burst within her, coursing throughout every inch of her body, spreading from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. He continued to pump, slow and deep, within her, prolonging the delicious sensation as her core squeezed his cock tightly. Fuck, she had never had an orgasm that intense before.
When she came down from her high, he was still hard, inside of her.
She leaned back to rest her head on his shoulder again, turning it to accept the languid kiss he gave to her. Teasing his lower lip by biting and sucking it, she let go, allowing him to take the lead in squeezing and playing with her breasts with their intertwined hands.
Never relenting in his slow, deep thrusts, Natsu spoke. "We're never going to stop being friends, right Lucy?" She couldn't make sense of the strange tone in his voice, but she answered him anyways.
"Of course not, you big dummy," she laughed, but then moaned when he hit a particularly deep spot within her. "As if you'd ever leave me alone."
He chuckled deeply, the vibrations rumbling against her back. "So you're not going to leave me and be best friends with Erza?"
She rolled her eyes. "If you don't cum soon, I just might. I don't know if I can take anymore of this."
He leaned in close to her ear. "Don't worry, you can take it."
And then somehow, the showerhead he had left at the side of the tub was in his hand and he turned it on, pressing it right up against her snatch as he started to pound into her faster. The sudden change in speed, accompanied with the water pressure against her clit, caused her final orgasm to rip through her out of nowhere. There was no climb this time; just a straight, sudden drop. It was so intense, she never even noticed that he had climaxed too until her pussy stopped convulsing and she could feel him, flaccid, within her.
"Don't tell me you came in me again," she mumbled, tiredly. He didn't pull out and she didn't move away.
"How was I supposed to get a condom while we're in the tub? I'll get your floors all wet."
"I think you have your priorities backwards."
She could practically feel him grinning behind her, and she turned around again to pull him into a slow, sweet kiss. "Thank you, that was wonderful."
"Does that mean you'll stay home with me?"
"Not a chance."
"Um… Erza?" she called to her friend as the redhead opened the door to an unfamiliar shop with a jingle.
Erza turned to her, eyebrows raised. "Yes Lucy?"
"Are we…" she gulped. There was no way Erza had just led her into a store called The Love Shop. They had finished the most pleasant breakfast at 8-Island in Hargeon Town, both overly excited to see each other. Lucy updated the girl on her job and her life, their friends and Natsu, while Erza talked about nothing but baby Simon. Lucy didn't mind, and she gushed and squealed at every baby picture the young Mrs. Fernandes showed to her on her smartphone. By the end of their meal, both were equally full and satisfied with their catch up. Deciding they didn't want to end the day just yet, Erza asked Lucy to accompany her shopping and of course, she readily agreed. Though Lucy never expected to be brought to a store like this. "Are we going into a sex shop?" She sounded incredulous, her face turning the colour of Erza's hair, but her friend remained impassive.
"Of course we are," she deadpanned, not a hint of embarrassment in her expression or tone of her voice. She turned to fully enter the shop and Lucy looked left and right to make sure no one was watching.
She kept her head low as she followed Erza into the store, begging to the powers that be that no one would come talk to them. She had never and would never use sex toys in her life, and she had no idea Erza was into such things. She tried to imagine Jellal convincing Erza to use them and her mind came to a blank.
Who was she kidding? It was definitely something Erza would try.
They stopped by a display of vibrators and Lucy kept her back to the wall as Erza so carefully inspected each one.
"Um… Erza," she spoke the same words as earlier, hesitantly.
She hummed in response but didn't look away from her potential purchases.
"What are we doing here?"
She shrugged. "Jellal and I were looking into this new vibrator we heard about online. Apparently, the other person can control it through an app on their phone from anywhere in the world."
Lucy had no idea how Erza could be explaining it so nonchalantly. The blonde was about to explode in mortification at each word her friend uttered. And then what she said next almost made her faint.
"You should get one too!"
The suggestion as so cheerful, not an ounce of teasing.
"W-w-w-w-wh-wha-what?" she sputtered, rather undignified. Erza turned to her with a sharp look. "I couldn't… s-such a thing… I mean, n-not that there's anything wrong with…" She trailed off, too embarrassed to continued and the older girl smiled softly.
"Lucy, toys are a great way to spice up your sex life," Erza instructed her, picking one up and shoving it into Lucy's hands. She sounded like a magazine ad. "And you need to do different things in the bedroom to keep it interesting and your partner satisfied."
"I don't know," she continued, trying to shove the toy back to the other girl's hands but Erza wouldn't back down. "It's not really my thing. Besides, umm… there isn't anyone I would use it with," she lied as an afterthought.
The look in her friend's eye was piercing.
"You don't need a man, or woman, to enjoy a vibrator. You use it for your own pleasure." Jeez, did Erza work here or something? She was like a walking marketing campaign. "Come on, I'll buy it for you."
Lucy chocked on her own spit. "No, it's okay. I couldn't… and this thing is expensive." She eyed the price tag warily. She knew Erza essentially made a lot of money as a lawyer, but she did not need to be wasting it by getting Lucy sex toys of all things.
"Nonsense!" Erza replied flippantly, jogging to the corner of the store to grab a basket and throwing two of the vibrators inside. Lucy tried to protest some more but the look in the redhead's eyes were stern. Nobody disobeyed Erza. Nobody.
"Just use it once and see how you like it," she told the younger girl, seeing the troubled look in her eyes. "And then, when you get a man, you can have fun together. Trust me, your life will be changed."
Lucy suddenly felt drained, not having the strength to argue. So she nodded, a small, shy smile on her face. Unfortunately, Erza took that smile as one of encouragement and her expression perked up.
"I have a brilliant idea!"
Shit. Erza's brilliant ideas usually left much to be desired.
"Let's get you more stuff!"
Each and every one of Lucy's protests fell on deaf ears as Erza paraded her around The Love Shop, looking like a kid in a candy store. She was definitely going to hide these somewhere Natsu would never find them. If he did, she would never live it down.
Zara's Note: So a lot of different things happening in this chapter, which will be used to set up future chapters; hopefully, I can make each one unique enough so things don't get repetitive and boring, but without losing the essence of the story. We haven't heard from Lucy's point of view in a while, so now we can sort of see where she's coming from and her thoughts on her relationship with Natsu. Anyways, things are heating up and changing, even only just slightly, between these two, and this was much different than their past sessions. Hope you enjoyed it all the same.
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