A/N: My first attempt at writing Natsu's first person POV ~ did I label that correctly? Eh, no matter. Please enjoy.
Urgh, I don't wanna leave my bundle of blankets - my cozy nest containing my bride. A smirk builds, my cheeks burning from the stretch of my smile. Now we've mated, my higher brain processes are functioning again.
Lucy kept prattling about 'togetherness' last night at the reception. My thoughts on the matter are a bit different. Eh, this is our honeymoon. Laying naked with my mate might be a critical error when it comes to thinking but I'm gonna take that chance. I pull the covers over our heads and savour the delicious scent of my wife. Not that I needed much of Lucy's personal pheromones to get 'fired up' these days - but last night celebrating with our guild mates meant our only alone time was after we slipped into our hotel room.
Better than wine, maybe even better than fire whiskey - Lucy's scent had always carried my undertones. Hehe, now she was a fine mixture of herself and me. I grabbed her hand and looked at it closer. The same hand with her guild mark had caressed all of me last night. Truth be told, we'd been skirting the edge of complete physical union for months and months before the wedding.
Lucy's cute little snores gentled down further and I knew she was waking. First clue - she tried to roll over and tug her hand out of my grasp. Nuh uh. Not having any of that. I wanna see her face so I roll over. I laugh. I'm damn happy. Maybe just maybe it's hard to keep sleeping with me chortling in her ears. Or, it could have been my other roving hand on her tush that propelled her into full consciousness.
"Good morning Lucy!" I use volume control and she doesn't glare; well, much at least. Heh, I've finally won the right to sleep with her. Lucy's skin is just so soft, I can't resist touching - I don't always use my hands either. Levering a leg between hers is a wonderful contrast. Did these same legs last night get hoicked up around my shoulders? Yes they did.
Under the light filtering blanket, my dragon eyes see many marks littered liberally on my wife. Lucy's blunt teeth had tried to sharpen themselves on my hide as well. I shifted a little. There was a tiny sore patch on my left butt cheek. Perhaps taunting her to do her worst wasn't the brightest idea I'd ever had. Or was it? So many arrangements of limbs possible as we mated.
"You ready to begin your second day of being Mrs. Natsu Dragneel?" Now her eyes are open half-way and I can tell her brain is starting to churn. Her cheeks are flushed and the harried look in her eyes from planning our wedding has backed off. I can make her forget everything.
"Are you ready?" Lucy blinked, and bridged the gap between our faces. Her kiss was forceful, not bruising, but dominating. Ah, I think I know what she's up to. I know what my body is 'up' to, hur hur - same thing it's been wanting for years. And now we have a licence to go at it.
I'm perfectly happy to indulge my wife - let's see - it's been almost twenty-four hours of being married. I want to feel more of Lucy on top of me, so I grab hold and wiggle onto my back. Perfect! Skin on skin from head to toes. Those big breasts of hers are all mine! Pillowed against my chest, I can hear her heartbeat speeding. Lucy can't lie with her body.
Oh and the things she can do with her lips! I'm not shy. My body is a tool to be honed and used. Naked is it's natural state. Can I keep Lucy clothes-free for most of our honeymoon?
"No! Whatever it is you're thinking, just no!" Lucy pouted.
It's like Lucy can peer into my brain and read it like a book. I grin, but I can try to change her mind. "You might like it," I purr at her. "All the scratches on my back tell me you loved everything we did last night."
I live for those embarrassed faces. When she's irritated, shy, lost in pleasure, scolding me. Her emotions dance across her face so openly. Provoking Lucy gives me life. Last night though, I'd carved new expressions. I wanna see more. Time to give ourselves room. As cozy as the blanket was, I'm gonna need space to work my magic. I toss the offending bedcover to the floor.
First things first. Is Lucy ready? I take a big whiff and savour the complex notes of her scent. Lots of salty sweat. We were quite vigorous last night. We'd had our first time, and second in bed. Moved to the shower and had our third encounter. After that, fourth and fifth after waking up to star gaze. We'd collapsed back in bed and now shortly before ten o'clock in the morning I had another 'gift' for Lucy.
I pull another breath in through my mouth and out my nose. Hints of body wash - lavender and strawberries. I smack my lips and Lucy looks even more embarrassed. She's so cute when she gets flustered. I arch my hips up, now her expression is getting softer. Lucy's almost convinced. I demand, "kiss me."
Lucy brushes her lips across mine and then pulls away. Teasing minx. Two can play this game.
I burrow my hands into her glorious mane of golden hair and stare into her eyes. I don't make any other moves. I don't speak either. We'll just see who breaks first. Either way, pleasure will be ours. More delicious Lucy scent is coiling through the air. This is richer, musky and makes my mouth water.
Does Lucy even realize she's grinding? Oh, maybe she does. Her lips have quirked up just the tiniest bit and her eyes have dilated. I can only guess how goofy my face must look. Well, it's obviously not a deal-breaker for Lucy how foolish I look when caught in the throes of passion. She's had lots of chances to cut and run before now - so she mustn't mind or she's a big a weirdo as I've always thought.
Time to change tactics. I slither my hands down Lucy's back and grip her hips. I let a whine out. I want more, but the teasing is good too.
"Don't you want to do some of the activities the resort offers?" Lucy gave me her second most innocent look.
Hah! I've been cataloguing her expressions ever since meeting her in Hargeon. All the eye lash fluttering means she's got a secondary motive behind her question. I'm putty in her hands. All except for one particular portion of anatomy - and that's all her fault. "Yeah, but after the performance I have planned."
She giggles and attaches her lips to my neck. It tickles a bit, and her moist breaths move to my ear and that's where I begin to lose my mind. She's whispering a litany of lewd acts. Lucy is damn good with her words, the way I'm good with actions. Is such a contortion even humanly possible? We're gonna find out.
All the guys in the guild were quick enough to tell me the wedding was for the bride and the honeymoon was the reward for the groom. They were right and wrong at the same time. What ever gives joy to Lucy brings me happiness too. Together, we'll have one hell of a honeymoon.
**bonus smut**
They way Lucy is riding my cock has got to be as fantastic for her as it is for me. The warmth and wet glide of her flesh impaled on mine...incredible. The way she mewls as I pluck at her nipples, it threatens to unleash my magic. She's slowing her pace, chest heaving. I grip her hips and give her the help she so richly deserves - lifting her up and grinding her forward.
Her internal muscles grip and squeeze, threatening to destroy my control. Yeah, I do have some control. And sometimes control is over-rated. The bed springs are going crazy, the sweet moans from Lucy's lips are pouring fuel on my fire and we're one instant away from achieving nirvana.
"Fuck me harder Natsu!"
I thrust up. I need to cum but Lucy needs a little something extra. Language has deserted me, so I only grunt. I shifted one hand off her hips and press where we're joined. My thumb burrows and breaches to stroke her hard nub. Lucy's brown eyes shine brighter. I swear I hear angelic music.
Her screams of pleasure free my orgasm. I let out another grunt, push up and spurt. It's so fucking good, why haven't we been doing this sooner? Oh yeah, Lucy only figured out her feelings for me not that long ago. I've been ahead of the curve and known she was my special someone shortly after Hargeon.
Lucy collapses on my chest, giving me an impish smile. I grin back. Together, we'll have one hell of a honeymoon.