Love and Lucky
Zara's Note: Hey everybody. I'm so sorry it's taken me this long to update again, there have just been so much going on in my life lately and the past few months have been horrible and stressful. I'm trying to get back in the swing of things but it's been a while, so I hope I can do this next chapter justice. Thank you to all of you who have continued to support me, and was patiently waiting for me to release the next chapter! Anyways, on with the show.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. If I did, NaLu would be canon by now.
Chapter 7: Onegai Sensei
"What do you think about this one?"
From Lucy's bed, Lisanna looked up from her laptop and eyed the little black dress her friend held up. It was the week of the bachelorette party and Lisanna had called Lucy earlier that day while she was at work, finalizing her flights and itinerary for her trip on Saturday. The youngest Strauss had asked if Lucy had any pictures or videos of Mira stored away that she could use for a little surprise she was planning for her older sister as a wedding present, and Lucy, of course, was delighted to offer her assistance.
This in turn led to Lisanna coming over that night to comb over the endless amount of media files her friend had while Lucy packed her luggage, clothes and shoes scattered haphazardly around the room.
"Planning on going to the club in Bosco?" Lisanna asked incredulously, an eyebrow raised. Lucy laughed.
"I'm trying to declutter," the blonde explained, turning around to her vanity mirror and holding up the dress in front of her body. "I haven't worn this dress in years, and frankly, it probably doesn't fit me anymore. Half these clothes I was planning to take home, the other half I was going to donate."
"So that's why your luggage is so big. I was starting to think you were moving there with how many clothes you were bringing." Lisanna set aside the laptop as a little pop-up appeared on the screen, informing her that transferring the files she needed to her external hard drive would take another half an hour. "Can I have it then?"
"You want it?"
"Well, I don't think LBDs are in high demand right now at the local Good Will."
"You never know," Lucy smirked as she yanked the dress off its hanger and threw it at her friend. "The less fortunate have a right to be stylish too, you know."
"Yeah but I think they should probably go for something a bit more practical, don't you?"
Lucy sighed dramatically, "I suppose." She turned back around to rummage through her closet.
"Why are you getting rid of your clothes?" Lisanna asked as she stood up and, just like Lucy, held her new dress up in front of her as she admired it in the mirror.
Lucy re-emerged with another armful of dresses. The clothes situation on the bed was quickly getting out of hand. "I've been meaning to update my wardrobe for months now, but I didn't have any room. And besides, I have so many clothes here that I don't use and it's just gathering dust. Someone else would probably appreciate these a lot more than I would."
"So, does that mean I can take some too?" Lisanna asked, a small, hopeful smile on her face.
Lucy laughed, "Go ahead. Maybe I should call Levy and Juvia here too to see if they want any as well."
"Hey," Lisanna protested, dropping her new dress on her purse on the bedside table before diving into the pile of clothes on the bed. "I call first dibs. You can call them here tomorrow."
"You know they'll just complain when they find out, right?" Lucy countered. Her closet was practically empty at that moment, save for most of the professional attire she wore to work and a few of her classier dresses she often wore to office parties.
"Yeah, well it's not my fault I just so happened to need to be here today." Lisanna pulled out a petal pink, flowing chiffon top and added that to her own pile. "Huh, you weren't kidding when you said you needed to get rid of clothes. Was this your prom dress or something?" She pulled out a glittering navy blue halter ball gown that dipped low on the back.
Lucy gasped before letting out a little chuckle. "Yeah it was! Oh man, I haven't seen that thing in a long time! I definitely won't fit into that anymore."
Lisanna laughed, pulling out more clothes she wanted to keep. "Why would that even be here? What would you possibly need that for?"
"I don't know!" Lucy replied, throwing the dress into her luggage. It was looking a little full, she noticed. She would probably need another bag. Venturing back into her closet, she found her mid-sized luggage bag and opened that too. "I had attachment issues with my clothes alright? I couldn't bear to part with them when I moved here."
"I'll say," Lisanna giggled from behind her. Lucy pulled out several odd boxes that were just taking up space at the back of her closet and stuffed them into the new bag, taking care to leave room for her endless supply of shoes. "Is that why you have your high school uniform just lying around?"
Lucy turned and sure enough, her old St. Lucia's Prepatory Academy uniform was being held up amusedly by Lisanna. "Oh wow, that totally brings back memories!" Taking the plaid grey skirt and white-lined, black blazer out of Lisanna's hands, she sighed with nostalgia. High school wasn't exactly the best years of Lucy's life, but she didn't hate it. She hadn't spoken to any of her old friends in years, but she remembered them fondly.
"Your uniform was so cute!" Lisanna squealed, pulling out the white collared button up and royal blue tie that completed the look. "You're so lucky you got to wear a uniform. We all went to public school; no dress code."
"You are probably the only person who would actually want to wear the same outfit all throughout high school," Lucy countered, laughing as she took a seat at the edge of her bed. "Trust me, I've learned to love it now but at the time, my friends and I all hated the thing."
Lisanna shook her head. "It wasn't only me. Erza was quite fond of the idea as well, and Natsu and Gray! They wouldn't shut up about the girl's from the Aurora Academy on the other side of town. Pretty sure they had some kind of school girl fetish or something." Lucy's only response was the rapid flush that erupted on her face and her friend laughed.
"Maybe you should keep your uniform here," she teased, throwing the tie at her. "After all, if you ever want to seduce Natsu, you can always-"
"If you want to keep my clothes, don't you dare finish that sentence," Lucy warned, throwing a rolled up sock back at her. "I'm definitely putting this in the 'bring home' pile."
Lisanna's laugh bubbled out of her as the blush descended down Lucy's neck. "But why? You know it'll probably come in handy one day. Hey, you haven't told Natsu yet right? Why don't you-"
Lucy lunged, tackling a cackling Lisanna to the bed, her clothes scattering. Neither noticed when the laptop pinged with a new pop-up. Transfer complete.
Later that night, after Lisanna had left, Lucy found herself lounging in the kitchen with a bowl of leftover fettucine alfredo from the other night. She hadn't finished packing yet, but she was starting to get tired. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to pull everything out of her closet and then sort out what she was bringing home. After all, that just meant she'd have to put everything back in her closet afterwards.
Natsu was late. Or rather, Lucy mused as she stared at the neon green numbers on her stove that read 10:17, she supposed he wasn't coming. He had a consult with a new client that morning, and was supposed to meet with some new suppliers in the afternoon before having an update meeting/dinner with Guildarts, and Toma and Hisui Mato in the evening. He had a full, jam-packed day that Lucy really wasn't expecting him.
In fact, Natsu had been insanely busy lately. The last time she saw him was last Tuesday, and even then they did little more than eat dinner and go to sleep.
Of course, that also meant she hadn't had the chance to tell him she was leaving on Saturday. Sure, she usually chickened out when she was able to see him, but the fact that she hadn't seen him in nearly a week did, in fact, help the matter. Secretly though, a part of her hoped that she could leave and be back in time before he even noticed she was gone. He was certainly busy enough, and if he continued to stay over at his own house for the next week, she could probably pull it off.
Happy the cat leapt up on the chair beside her and Lucy absent-mindedly reached over to scratch between his ears as he meowed sadly.
"Yeah, I miss him too," she murmured softly, kissing him on the head before standing up to clear her bowl just as the lock on her door clicked.
"Hey Luce, I'm home!"
Lucy paused mid-step, before quickly dropping her dishes into the sink and meeting Natsu halfway in the living room.
"Natsu!" she exclaimed in surprise, a smile making its way onto her face without meaning to. "What are you doing here?" He was wearing a sleek black suit and tie, though it was a bit wrinkled after the long day at work, and he looked exhausted, but that didn't stop the happy grin from sliding easily onto his face at the site of her. Quickly crossing the short distance between them, he gathered her into his arms and pulled her into a soft, chaste kiss.
"I missed you," he murmured casually, leaning down again to peck her lips again, and then her cheek. "Guildarts is really cracking the whip and I just needed some happy. So I came here."
She laughed giddily, wrapping her arms around his neck to hold his hug in place. "Well I'm glad you came. I missed you too." She pulled him down to meet her lips once more, moving her lips softly against his and holding him there just a bit longer than the previous kisses before she broke away. "You look so tired, why don't you go to bed."
Natsu pouted, bringing his arms lower around her waist to tug her even closer, closing what little gap they had left so that their bodies were flush against each other. "But I don't want to go to bed yet," he whined, stealing another quick kiss. "I haven't seen you in so long. I just want to be with you."
Lucy felt her cheeks heat and she raised herself on her toes to pull him into another sweet kiss. "But Natsu, you actually look exhausted. Didn't you have a really long day today? And don't you have work again tomorrow?"
Natsu eyed her pleadingly, a stubborn look in his eye.
Sighing, Lucy relented. "Fine," she tried to sound resigned, but the smile on her face probably broke the façade. "How about you go draw up a bath while I bring a couple glasses of wine after I clean up my dishes. We can relax in the tub while you tell me about your day."
Natsu whooped and lifted her up, swinging her around before pulling her into a searing kiss, his tongue invading her mouth teasingly but he pulled away just before she could get lost in it. With one last peck on her forehead, he released her.
"You're the best Luce," he cheered, picking up his briefcase and heading for her room to drop it off. Lucy stood in the hallway for a moment, watching his retreat fondly before turning back to the kitchen, attempting to set aside the big, goofy grin on her face before it was permanently stuck that way. However, she didn't get very far before Natsu returned, a curiously gaurded look on his face.
"What's the matter?' she asked him, as she rounded the kitchen island to turn on the tap. Water rushed out of the faucet to soak her dirty dishes. "Don't worry, I won't be long. I just need to put this bowl in the dishwasher."
"Is there something you need to tell me?" was his quiet reply and Lucy was forced to take another look at him. He was pissed.
"What?" she asked him, genuinely confused. Why was he so angry all of a sudden? What could have possibly happened in the span of 30 seconds.
"Don't play dumb," he snapped. Taking a step closer to her. Lucy shut off the tap water and dried her hands. Seriously? Almost a week of not seeing him and he was trying to pick a fight?
"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about."
Natsu glared at her fiercely. "Oh yeah? Then why do have a bag packed with half your closet on the floor of your bedroom?"
Lucy's heart dropped. How could she be so stupid? How could she have forgotten? She was just so happy to finally see her best friend after so long that everything else flew out the window.
"What's going on Lucy?"
The blonde sighed, stepping back around the island for the full confrontation.
"I'm sorry Natsu, I've been meaning to tell you for a while now." He stayed on guard, a decidedly angry frown on his face. "Jason is sending me to Bosco this weekend and…"
"This weekend?!" Natsu exploded, taking a step back as if she slapped him. "And you're only telling me this now?"
"You've been busy, and there just hasn't been a good time to…"
Again he cut her off. "For how long?"
Lucy hesitated, looking away as she mumbled, "I'll be gone the whole week since I'm visiting home and…"
"A WEEK?!"
Lucy snuck a peak at her angry best friend to find him pacing in front of her.
"Why do you have to be gone a week? Why didn't you tell me this earlier? I could have taken a week off and gone with you. And why do you even have to go home? Why can't you just pop by, say hi and come back? If you're only gone a week, why are you bringing so many clothes? Is there something you're not telling me still?"
Lucy rolled her eyes. Now she remembered why she was didn't want to tell him in the first place.
"Natsu, calm down. I'm trying to make room in my closet, so I'm bringing all the clothes I don't need here back to the estate with me. And it's a week. I'll be back before you know it. Besides, you've been so busy lately, you'll barely notice I'm gone."
An odd look flashed in his eyes - was that hurt? - before it was gone, replaced quickly by annoyance. "Do you have to go?"
"Yes Natsu, I do. I have a flight booked and everything. It's been planned for a few months now and I can't just…" This time, she cut herself off, cursing herself double time for her stupidity as the very obvious look of hurt returned to his face.
"You've had this trip planned for months and you never bothered to tell me? Even if I was busy, you couldn't just shoot me a quick text or phone call?"
"Natsu."
"If I didn't walk into your room just now and see your bag, would you have even told me?"
Lucy struggled to look affronted. "Of course I would!"
He glared incredulously. "When? A few days before? The day before? The day of, when you're already on the plane? I don't understand why you wouldn't just come right out and say it!"
"Maybe because you get whiny!" Lucy retorted, finally feeling the annoyance creep up on her. She had no obligation to tell Natsu every detail of her life.
This time, Natsu was the one to look affronted. "I don't get whiny!"
Lucy scoffed. "Yes you do! You're whiny right now. Why does it matter to you if I'll be gone for a week? It's not like I'm moving away forever. Jeez Natsu."
The man in front of her stilled, and they locked eyes for a long moment before he wordlessly turned around and stormed into the guest bedroom, the door slamming shut behind him. Lucy wondered how it could all go so wrong.
Lucy fiddled with the hem of her skirt nervously as she mustered up the courage to knock on the door to Natsu's room. After he left her alone in the hallway on the verge of angry tears, she had been able to calm herself down, and when she calmed herself down, she began to regret. Sure, Natsu was being unreasonable, but it was her fault for not telling him in the first place. It was unfair of her to think that she had no obligation to tell Natsu about her life. He was her best friend above anything else. Friends share. If she couldn't tell Natsu everything about her life, she had no right to keep calling him her best friend. She had to do something. She was only in town for a few more days before she was gone for a week and she would rather lose her job than leave while her and Natsu were in a fight. And that was when the craziest, most stupidest idea came to her.
She was definitely going to regret this later.
"Just do it Lucy. You have nothing to lose. Just do it," she muttered to herself. Besides rejection, a malicious voice in her mind reminded her.
"It's just Natsu," she argued out loud. And before she could think up another excuse, her hand jumped on its own, hitting the door with a resounding smack.
Great, it's now or never. She channeled all her nerve into her right hand and knocked properly. One, two, three times.
"Yeah," came Natsu's tight voice, and Lucy took that as an invitation to proceed.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," she whispered, tugging her skirt again before letting out a deep breath and pushing the door open.
Natsu was sitting at his desk with his back to her, folders and papers and writing utensils scattered along its surface. He was still wearing his suit, for which she was glad. It might make this thing a whole lot easier. She pulled out the folded up a piece of paper out of her blazer pocket and cleared her throat hesitantly. He didn't turn around.
Just do it, she urged herself. There was no turning back.
"Sensei?" Lucy called out sweetly, her voice ringing clearly in the silence. Surprised, Natsu whipped around in his chair. And his jaw dropped.
"Wha-?"
Trying her best to look innocent and not feel like a total weirdo, Lucy approached. She clutched her paper tightly, trying to look nervous and secretly patted herself on the back as she watched Natsu rake his eyes over every inch of her body, starting at the black penny loafers at her feet, following the lines of the black thigh highs covering her exposed legs underneath the plaid grey pleated skirt that was rolled up a lot shorter than was usually regulation. If she had still been at the Academy, she would have gotten detention for the violation of dress code. Continuing upwards, his eyes trailed up the black blazer to the crisp white button up with the top four buttons left open (partly to play up her cleavage and partly because the shirt was way too small by this point). The royal blue tie lay innocently between her breasts where Natsu's eyes eventually stayed, fixated on its location, before Lucy spoke again, forcing him to look up at her.
"I'm sorry to bother you sir, but I wanted to go over our recent math test with you, and I was wondering if there was anything I could do to raise my mark."
Natsu didn't respond. It looked like he forgot how to speak. But he hadn't turned her away or ran for the hills, so she felt it safe to continue, taking another step into the room and shutting the door behind her.
"Please sir, my daddy will be so disappointed if I bring this test home and he sees my grade. Please, I'll do anything." She emphasized the word 'anything' as she shot out her tongue nervously to lick her bottom lip. His eyes snapped attentively to the motion, following her tongue almost hungrily. She reached her destination, standing directly in front of him in his swivel chair, and bowed her head pleadingly, taking note of the very obvious erection he wasn't even bothering to hide.
I can't believe Lisanna was right.
"Natsu-sensei?" she whimpered, shuffling her feet, playing the part of the meek student. "I'll do anything to raise my grade. Please?"
Silence. She made the first move. It was now Natsu's turn to take the lifeline or not.
"You promise to make it up to me?"
She raised her head, stared directly into his eyes and, without hesitation, she replied a firm, "yes."
Finally, Natsu smiled. "Alright, we'll save that for later," he explained, shooting her a quick wink before schooling his features to look a bit more professional. He straightened in his seat, pulled the lapels of his jacket straight and tugged at the cuffs of his suit. "For now Miss Heartfilia, we'll go over your math test and see what you've done wrong."
Almost imperceptibly, she let out a breath of relief. She didn't know what she would do if Natsu had turned her away.
"Oh thank you sir! I promise, you won't regret it."
He smiled cheekily. "I'm sure I won't. Now, let's see about this test. Come over here." He patted his thighs and Lucy quickly fell back into their role-playing.
"You want me to sit in your lap sir?"
"Well there's no other place to sit," he replied, taking her by the hand to tug her down onto his lap. She felt the bulge against her ass, relishing in the feel of it, a feeling she hadn't felt in a week. Without planning to, she wiggled against it, smirking when Natsu let out a shuddering groan. "And it will be easier to go over the test together like this," he breathed into her ear.
"Alright sensei, if you say so," she replied innocently. With how short her skirt was, the little bit of space between her thigh-high stockings and her butt was exposed, pressing against the soft fabric of his pants.
Natsu swiveled them back around to tuck their legs underneath the desk and Lucy brought the "test" up to their line of vision. It was a simple multiplication worksheet she had quickly printed off the internet with which she had inserted a bunch of random numbers and marked herself with giant red X's.
"Now tell me what you don't understand, Miss Heartfilia," Natsu drawled against her ear before giving it a quick, teasing lick. She squirmed in her seat, feeling the familiar ache down south. Fuck, she thought that Natsu saying her name was sexy before, but it was nothing compared to this.
"Well sir, I don't really get any of it at all," she murmured, turning her head to look over her shoulder at him. His eyes were dark pools. "It just doesn't make any sense to me. I was hoping you could give me a private lesson." She laid her right hand onto his. He smirked naughtily before taking his left hand and placing it very deliberately on the slip of exposed skin she had left of her thigh, resting it there casually. Lucy could feel her heart accelerating.
"Of course, anything for my favourite student," he whispered back, pulling his hand ever so slowly higher until it slipped underneath her sinfully short skirt. And found more bare flesh. She wasn't wearing any underwear.
Behind her, his breath hitched but Lucy kept going as if she hadn't heard anything, as if she wasn't well on her way to ripping off her uniform and begging him to fuck her. She wiggled against his erection again.
"I mean, I know there is an extra step, and there are two lines of multiplication you have to do, but I still always get the answer wrong." As she spoke, she continued to grind down against his hard-on, resisting the urge to moan as it prodded her deliciously. For his part, Natsu could barely keep himself from gasping out loud as he began to thrust up against her. The hand that had made its way under her skirt found the swollen lips of her pussy, wet and willing and ready for him to touch, to take. He traced the rim of it and she nearly whined, the feeling of it, so familiar and yet so foreign with its absence the past week, felt like coming home.
"How about you go over the question again and show me your work," he instructed, continuing to trace her outer lips tenderly. Leaning forward slightly to grab a stray pencil, he handed it to her, before snaking his right hand towards her torso, rubbing circles against her stomach. "We'll go over it together and see what you've done wrong."
Lucy nodded, not trusting herself to speak. As the pressure began building in her, so impossibly slow she thought she'd die from the anticipation. She wanted him. She wanted him bad.
Taking the pencil, she did some rough math work, taking care to still get the answer wrong. She wanted to see what he'd do next. Taking a peek down at her work, he tsk'ed softly and, without warning, shot a finger straight into her pussy.
Lucy cried out, surprised at the intrusion, but loving the feel of have any part of him inside her after so long.
"That is wrong, Miss Hearfilia," Natsu whispered against her ear, and her head fell back against his shoulder. He didn't move his finger, merely kept it there inside of her, and it was torture. His right hand had found its way into her cleavage, palming her breast roughly and feeling her nipples pebble against his touch, quickly discovering her lack of bra. "Try again."
This time, Lucy had no trouble getting the answer wrong. She couldn't think straight when all he did was have her in his grasp, not bothering to pluck the cords of her tightly coiled desire just yet. Hastily scribbling some modified version of her previous answer, she unwittingly gave in to voicing her thoughts.
"Natsu-sensei, please."
Natsu's hand left her breast to pull the paper up to his face. "Wrong again." He shot a second finger inside of her, but again, he didn't move them. "I won't move until you get the answer right Miss Hearfilia," he breathed against her ear and she moved her head aside for him to start sucking at her neck. He brought his hand back up to her breast and slipped in into her shirt, stretching the fabric tight against her chest.
"Oh shit," she gasped, when he pinched her nipple. She was sensitive, she knew it, especially after little to no stimulation in a week. At her curse, he bit down gently at her neck, sucking and licking, at the exact moment he shot a third finger into her.
"Ah, Miss Hearfilia, you know our rules on appropriate language. While we're at it, your uniform is a complete violation of the school's dress code. Not wearing a bra or panties to class," he plucked at her nipple, kneading her breast with vigor. "Showing off this much cleavage," he switched to the other breast to repeat his heated ministrations. "Rolling up your skirt so short, I can practically see you pussy glistening in the light," he stuck out his thumb to press against her clit. She screamed, her arms trembling. "Were you trying to seduce your teacher, Miss Hearfilia?"
"N-no," she stammered out, completely forgetting why there was a pencil in her hand. Fuck did she need him to move.
"No what?" He slowly unbuttoned each button of her top, exposing her heated skin to the cool air.
"No sen-sensei."
"Why aren't you writing Miss Hearfilia?" he asked, caressing her clit roughly. "You won't get off unless you get that answer right, you know?"
Writing what? Lucy wanted to ask, but then she remembered the crushing grip in her right hand, and the pain from the hard pencil in her grasp was a reminder of the so-called test she was reviewing. At some point, she must have gone cross eyed from need, for it took her a moment to focus down on her sheet.
"Here sensei," her voice came out breathy and she bucked up into his fingers before grinding down against his cock. "I think I have it this time."
Taking a quick look, Natsu smirked against her neck. "Good girl." And then he was moving his three fingers inside of her vigorously, and Lucy forgot everything all over again as a sudden wave of white washed over her.
When she had returned, his fingers were gone, but he wasn't done just yet.
"Alright, Miss Hearfilia," he called as he fiddled with his pant zipper behind her. "You've shown definite improvement, but let's have you answer a bonus question, to ensure you understand." He flipped the page over to the very last question on the sheet before shifting her up so he could set his erection free from its confines, then bringing her back down into his lap, slipping the hard appendage into her awaiting hole.
Lucy almost wept from need. She had been waiting for this. She wanted this, wanted him. "Ah Sensei," she cried, humping down on him trying to get him to move, but Natsu stilled her hips. "F-fuck, Sensei, please. I want you. You're so hot, ngh."
"Shit," Natsu's teacher façade slipped momentarily, before he shifted it back into place. "Not until you answer this question right."
He began an agonizingly slow, torturous pace. Lucy knew that Natsu was now committed. He wouldn't fuck her unless she got the question right. The asshole.
Shakily, she picked up the pencil, ignoring the sounds of squelching coming from their joint bodies and Natsu's poor attempts at stifling his groans. He buried his face into her hair, using both free hands to grope her breasts savagely. With shaking hands, she began to answer the question.
After what felt like hours of sweet torture, she finally announced that she was done.
"Explain your work," Natsu demanded. Speeding up his thrusts just enough for Lucy to choke on her own spit. "Explain it out loud, Miss Heartfilia. At the end, I will let you know if you have passed or not."
Fuck, Natsu would make such a hot teacher. Then again, all the girls would be failing his class just to get private lessons from him.
"245 times 34. You, ahh!" she screamed when he thrusted particularly deep inside her. He wasn't planning on making this easy, was he? "Y-you mul- multiply f-four by…" She had to stop at every other word, for Natsu was determined to draw this out for as long as possible, piercing her hard and deep, but never fast. She could feel herself, clenching him, milking him, but he held on to his self-restraint, refusing to cum before she got through the whole thing.
As she finished the last line, she knew he hadn't paid attention to a word she had said. Hell, she barely knew what she was saying herself. She could have been reciting the first verse of Romeo and Juliet for all she knew, and he would have given her the same reply.
"Congratulations, Miss Hearfilia, you pass."
And then he was standing up, still filling her to brim with pleasure, pushing her forward against the desk and rutting into her so hard and fast, needy and primal that it didn't take long for her to cum a second time, taking him right along with her.
"Ah, Natsu, ah, ah, ah!" she convulsed and contracted around him, eyes tearing and pushing sweating hands against the papers scattered on his desk and his body rocked into hers, taking every bit of pleasure out of her that she could give until she was nothing more than a pool of irrational thought. And he was cumming into her, shooting load after load of white, hot desire.
"Fuck, Lucy, I've been waiting for this for so long, wanting you."
"Me too, Natsu. I've been wanting you too."
When they had both returned from their highs, Lucy was almost unsurprised that Natsu wasn't finished with her yet.
"Natsu, I can't," she whined when he pulled out of her only to flip her around to face him. He silenced her with a kiss so fierce, she was wet and moaning and needy once more, guiding her towards the periwinkle blue walls of the guest bedroom.
"Yes you can," he demanded against her lips, pulling her tongue into his mouth soon after. He shucked off his jacket before helping her out of her blazer in one swift movement. "And you will. Because I haven't had sex with you in a week. And soon, you'll be gone for another one. I need to make the most of it before you're gone."
Suddenly, he hooked his left arm under her right knee, still clad in her black stockings, opening her up in ways she had never been before and leaving only her left leg, his body and the wall as support for her weight.
"Natsu!" She squealed before he entered her stretched cunt sharply. From this new position, he was not only stretching her out so completely, but he was also hitting a spot inside of her she hadn't even known was this stimulating until now. "Yes, right there! Natsu, more, harder! There, there."
She was babbling and she knew it, but Natsu was too.
"Shit, fuck, Lucy. You're so tight, Luce, so hot, so wet. Fuck."
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pushed even further into her, pinning her to the wall and nailing her into it. The walls rattled with the force of his thrusts, the frames on the walls quivering. Her inner walls squeezed, and she drew him into a fierce kiss, moving her mouth aggresively against his before sucking his lower lip into her mouth. His hand gripped her waist with bruising intensity while the other braced them both against the wall.
And then he was so deep inside her, she didn't know where she ended and he began. And he was cumming once again, his seed splashing her insides, marking every inch of her, claiming her, arousing her. So her only response was to squeeze him tightly as her pussy convulsed around him, her vision going white once again as her last, most intense orgasm ripped through her, sending shockwaves straight to her heart. Their cries and screams and moans were muffled by the kiss that had their mouths glued together, every part of them connected. And when the intense pleasure subsided, and the adrenaline and energy drained, nothing could hold them up anymore as they crashed to the ground.
Both were panting, in a tangled heap of limbs and ruffled clothes.
"Fuck, that was hot," Natsu breathed after a moment. He readjusted himself to lay flat on the ground, pulling Lucy up to his chest as she fought to catch her breath. "We haven't gone at it like that in a long time."
"I don't think we've even gone at it like that," Lucy argued between pants, her chest heaving. She curled her leg around his bare thigh, rubbing her dripping pussy against him as a sticky reminder that he came in her, that he forgot the condoms. Again. He probably didn't get the memo though, as he laughed contentedly, taking an absent hand to grope her ass, pushing her against him even more and spreading their combined juices between them. He fingered her asshole, tracing the tight ring of muscle there and Lucy shuddered.
"Natsu," she warned, tiredly.
"I know, I know," he murmured, equally as tired, but oddly refreshed. "Even I have my limits, Luce."
She rolled her eyes. Sometimes, she seriously doubted that.
"Lucy?" He continue to play with her butt, but never went any further than a playful smack.
"Yes Natsu?" she mumbled. She knew they should probably be getting up, moving towards the bed. But she was just too tired, and Natsu was a very comfortable pillow.
"Were you planning on bringing your school uniform back to the estate?"
Lucy cracked open an eye that was threatening to close. "Yeah, of course. Why?"
"Don't," he murmured, kissing her forehead. "I want to use it again in the future."
Lucy smiled. She wanted to use it again too.
Zara's Note: Hello all! Thank goodness, I got this done. I've been meaning to write this for so long, but nothing came out. I hope you all liked it, though I know I probably have a lot of typos and such; it was a bit of a rush job. Since it's been a while, I hope it follows along with the feel of the story. I sort of forgot it all, but hopefully, I was able to get back into the groove of things. Anyways, until next time, and please review!
-Zara
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