[Entangled Flames]
Prompt: Dreamer
Pairing: Natsu x Lucy (NaLu)
Rated: K for kawaii fluff
Summary: Because in the end, she was still his Princess and he, her Dragon.
Note: Sorry this is conspiring about a little late. Had stressful week of exams, but I promised, didn't I? So here it is: NaLu fluff galore. Lol.
On another subject, I know I don't acknowledge this quite often (or at all publicly, actually), but I really do appreciate each and every review I receive in each and every fic I write. Thank you to my readers and those who encouraged me to do my very best. Although I realize not many people do review, I am always pleased to see the few who do. Thank you.
Drabble.
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It was, by no means, a secret that the rambunctious Fairy guild's resident Celestial mage was a dreamer. A fantasist, one who wished for a romance akin to the tales she had frequently read as a child.
Of a handsome prince upon a white horse, brandishing a sharp sword that glinted in the sunlight, riding into battle in order to save the beautiful princess.
The breath was knocked out of her as she squeezed her eyelids shut, praying for him to have heard her screams as she tipped herself over the towering building, spiralling head-first towards the ground, the earth sliding dangerously close to her body.
She managed a warm smile when a pair of muscular arms wrapped themselves around her torso, the two colliding into a brick wall as he cushioned her fall.
The mage parted her lips to thank her savior, when he wheezed, "geez, Luce, have you gained weight?"
The blonde scowled, all feelings of gratitude vanishing as his remark stabbed her stomach.
But the wide grin, something resembling relief and exhilaration twinkled in his charcoal orbs caused the summoner's heart to melt as she smiled at him shyly.
"Thank you."
The day had never seemed to arrive for the visionary blonde, but perhaps she had been going about the ideal the wrong way all along.
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A rough, calloused hand trailed down the smooth curve of her thighs, resting at her waist as warmth spread throughout her body.
The blonde blinked drowsily as her irises adjusted to the diming light the moonlight cast into the cozy room.
"Sorry. Did I wake you?" a husky voice murmured, soft lips pressing kissing to the elegant curve of her neck.
The Celestial mage arched into his touch, shifting closer as she smiled sleepily, fingers entwining with the thick, salmon-coloured strands of his hair.
"I don't mind," their legs tangled as the male continued to entice her to recuperate.
"Morning, Luce," his onyx orbs glimmered with unspoken affection as he tilted her chin and kissed her lightly.
"Morning, Natsu," she whispered, smiling as she felt his lips curve into a grin.
His hand slipped under her nightgown, and she was lost.
{Her fairy tale did come true, in a breathtakingly twisted way that sparked her inner fire for adventure and danger.
She was his Princess, and he was her Dragon.}
fin.