Welcome back everyone! Look, I posted before midnight! Amazing! A lil shorty of a chapter, but all of it is rated M. FINALLY. I suppose I won't keep you from the smut any longer. Enjoy!
"Lucy?"
His voice was raspier than usual, and it sent a delicious shiver down her spine. As he moved out of the shadows from across the room, she saw that he was covered in ruby red scales and his eyes had turned a dark, molten gold. He was shirtless, nothing to keep her from seeing the way his muscles shifted as he stepped toward her.
KABOOM!
Everyone's heads snapped around as Laxus blew a massive hole through the wall and the room behind it, exposing the back of the courtyard. "Who's ready to go KICK SOME ASS?" the lightning mage yelled, bolting into the courtyard. Wendy and Gajeel whooped, following him.
For a moment, Natsu almost did, too. The roar of bloodlust sang in his veins. Then Lucy moved, still glowing, and his head snapped back towards her. She was ethereal. A goddess. He couldn't help but go to her, and she to him.
Stepping out of the shadows, both of them moved into the moonlight. As the bloody beams hit them, infused with wild magic, the bloodlust spiked. Lucy's hands clenched. She could feel her sanity leaving her, wanting to dance with her magic. The dragon in front of her was perfect. He was everything she had ever wanted. What was it she wanted? She wanted to fight, she wanted to scream, she wanted to call seize every star in the sky. And she absolutely wanted Natsu.
She closed her eyes, taking a deep, steadying breath, and stepped back into the shadows. Away from the light, she was able to hold onto the smallest slip of sanity, if only for a moment. Lona had been right. The Moon was strong, and it wanted to bleed her dry. She had to get this energy out! Somehow without killing herself in the process. She opened her eyes, looking Natsu over. In her still dazed state, her mind snapped onto a solution. One she was eager to try, moon or no moon.
When she'd moved away, he'd stepped closer, an excitement flaring in his eyes. The desire of an apex predator. His tongue ran over one sharp fang.
Lucy smirked at him, then beckoned with one finger before turning sharply and sprinting toward the hole Laxus had so kindly made for them. Catch me if you can.
Normally, it wouldn't even be a contest. But after two months of training, Lucy was faster and stronger, and the Blood Moon's power ran through her, impervious to exhaustion. Natsu, despite all his athletic prowess, wasn't quite at his peak after the last three days.
She had a chance, and she intended to use it.
So Lucy ran across the yard, calling Virgo's Stardress to her. She ploughed through the ground under the wall without hesitation, leaving the castle behind as she dashed to the woods. Glancing back, an exhilarated laugh escaped her as she saw Natsu ignoring the tunnel she'd helpfully left him, and rocketing over the wall with feet aflame. He hit the ground running just as she vanished into the woods.
Lucy let her power push her forward, her luminescence falling away as she ran, leaving a trail of slowly dimming footprints. She smiled fiercely as she became opaque once more. She didn't want to make this easy on her dragon. She ducked and weaved, doubling back to confuse the scent trails. She let go of her Stardresses, conserving her energy for running. She heard his shout from behind her. "You're not getting away this time, Princess!"
She gasped out a laugh. She had no plans whatsoever to escape. But he would have to catch her honestly, or where would the fun be?
She didn't know where she was leading them, but something drew her forward and kept her just ahead of him in the dark woods. And as the trees started to thin, she found what she sought.
The thrill of the chase pounded in his blood, pushing him on. When she'd smirked at him and beckoned, he'd known immediately the game she played. This was the final step in the dance they'd been doing for the last two months. He'd given her a seconds head start, but soon regretted it as he fought to keep up. He was at less than his peak, and she had grown.
Well. He wouldn't let it keep him from finding her, catching her, and finishing their dance. A feral smile split his lips. Still in Dragon Force, he didn't need the glowing footprints to follow her trail. Stopping for a brief second, he threw his head back and breathed in, mouth open, the better to taste her scent. His magic flared as it poured down his throat, and his eyes gleamed as he continued his hunt.
He tracked her through several miles of forest, occasionally calling out to her, hearing her faint laughter, sweeter than bells, carry on the wind. His bloodlust had changed, sharpened 一 it wasn't an enemy he wanted now, and it wasn't violence he craved. But he was by no means satiated; if anything his need had peaked, sending him nearly into a frenzy. The taste of his goddess' desire in the air as he stalked her only added to his own.
Finally the trees thinned and he burst into a clearing. There was Lucy, running across as fluid as a fairy, gleaming again now that she was under the moon. His stride broadened to a sprint, and he grinned ferociously as he caught up.
He had only a second's warning as she turned, her own primal joy on her face, and lobbed a ball of pure starlight at him. It hit him dead on and sent him sprawling back. He sat up, shocked, to see her standing in a defensive position, skin glittering, hands glowing with more light. Her eyes danced as her smile stretched, full of mischief. Her hair, wild and untamed, had fallen out of its ponytail to hang tangled to her waist. She carefully took aim again, ready to shoot at him as soon as he moved.
He'd never been so turned on in his life.
Natsu rolled to the side, stunningly fast, laughing exuberantly as Lucy's light brushed his face on its way by. He came to his feet and rushed her, dodging several more light balls on his way. Reaching her, he grabbed her, only for her to twist and break out of his hold. Instead of running like he'd expected, she grabbed his arm and went for a flip. Natsu was only too happy to oblige, flipping over her shoulder. But instead of sprawling on the ground in a heap like Lucy expected him to, he twisted to land on his feet, crouched down, and used the momentum of her flip to pull her down instead. As she fell, he rolled on top of her, cradling her head.
She tried to heave him off, but he'd set himself well, one hand behind her head, the other keeping one arm trapped to her side, his legs pressed against hers, weighing them down. She looked up at him, muted gold gleaming from her skin.
"Looks like you caught me," she whispered throatily.
"Yeah, I guess I did," he rasped back, before dipping his head and claiming her in a kiss.
It was deliberate, unrushed, a stark contrast to their previous embraces. But there was no less passion in this lip lock. His tongue swiped across her lips, teasing her, and she opened for him with a moan he swallowed greedily. The hand trapping her wrist wrapped around her waist instead, leaving her hands free to run over his shoulders and back. He could feel the softness of her body all the way down his, and he moved from her mouth to her neck, sucking and biting his way down its length to her shoulder.
Natsu pulled the strap of her shirt away from her skin, biting down hard, but stopping just before he could break through her skin. It should have hurt, but instead Lucy felt a jolt of pleasure so strong she couldn't help but let out a throaty moan. Her skin glittered as the wave of endorphins traveled through her. Natsu looked up at her, grinning, an absolutely wicked twinkle in his eye. He tugged her shirt down further and attached his mouth to her breast, sucking the flesh hard. She lit up again, threading her hands through his hair and gasping. Her back arched up and Natsu crushed her to him, bringing his forehead against hers.
"Gods, Luce," he rasped, "what are you doing to me?" And then he kissed her again, harder, almost sloppy in his eagerness.
She responded in kind, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him even closer. Her hands traced the scales down his back, scratching them lightly, and he shuddered. He'd never thought of his armor as a weak spot, but it seemed he was sensitive to all things Lucy.
He reached down to her waist, tugging at her shirt. She arched up again, helping him pull it off and toss it to one side. Natsu reached under her, reaching for her bra clasp. He fumbled with it once, twice, then burned it off in sheer irritation. Lucy began to shriek a protest, but he swept the ashy remains of the lingerie off her chest and took one nipple into his mouth, silencing her objections.
He loved what the Blood Moon had done, entwining her magic and emotions so tightly. Every pulse of pleasure correlated directly to her skin, and the glow of her power ebbed and flowed across her body. He could feel his own scales shifting, rising up in their own form of pleasured goosebumps every time she trailed her hands across them. His inner fire was raging, begging to be released, and Natsu pushed all his heat toward his back, trying to avoid scorching Lucy. He got the feeling he was smoking slightly, and she twined her hands back into his hair as his scales started to smoulder with his own suppressed power. He was glad she'd had the presence of mind to have them work off some energy by running out here. Even with his blood thirst gone and having used a ridiculous amount of power already, he had to work hard not to burn her. Although he wouldn't mind being singed by the sun seemingly growing inside of her. How bright could he make her shine?
He let go of the first nipple with a lewd pop, reaching up and squeezing her warm, full breast. His other hand tweaked her second nipple, hard. Lucy squealed, pushing her chest against him, and her light flared. So she liked it a little rough? With everything burning through them, he wasn't surprised, only excited, and when she rolled them over and raked her nails down his chest he had to throw his head back and let out a burst of flame. He was rock hard, and seeing her perched on him like a goddess, bending over to trace her tongue down to his six pack, had him nearly ready to weep with longing.
He felt his nails lengthen into claws as he buried them in the ground above his head, searching for control as her tongue traced his waistband. Lucy grinned, watching him struggle. His muscles shimmered as he gripped the grass beneath them. Were those claws? She could work with claws. She fumbled with his pants, yanking them down his hips. Her pupils dilated as he sprang free and she reached forward to wrap her hand around his shaft.
He stopped her, wrapping one taloned hand carefully around her wrist and flipping them over. He reached for the button of her pants, but Lucy beat him to it, shimmying them down her legs and leaving her in only her underwear. It was a deliberate move, and as he shredded her panties with his nails she felt the warmth pooling between her legs nearly boil.
He knelt between her legs as she lay back for him, entirely and unabashedly on display. He stopped for a moment, taking the time to just drink her in. She wasn't dormant, raking her eyes down his form in mutual admiration. Then Natsu bent, swiftly, capturing her lips in another demanding kiss before making his way down her body, stopping to bite and suck and lick as she gasped and trembled under him. She grabbed his hair with both hands, trying to push him down further, but Natsu's chase hadn't ended when he caught her. What fun was it if you didn't play a little before devouring your prey? So he slowed down further as she pushed, smiling against her stomach and nibbling at her hip.
He bypassed her center completely, kissing his way down her inner leg and nipping at her ankle. Lucy groaned in frustration, but he only laughed, switching to the other leg and starting his way back up. He nuzzled her inner thigh before biting down on the flesh, the smell of her arousal increasing as he did so. This close, it was all he could smell, surrounding him with its heady power. He couldn't hold back anymore even if he had wanted to, her scent drawing him in. He licked up her center, soaking up her gasp even as her taste made him see stars. He dove in, hungrily tasting her.
Lucy gasped, staring up at the heavens for some semblance of stability. He was driving her mad, she was going insane… and then he dove in, blunt as always, and now all she could do was pant and moan as he fanned the flame deep within her to a roaring inferno. The heat in her gut grew, the coil wound tighter and tighter, and then Natsu gave a rough suck to her clit, swirling his tongue around it, and she exploded, shrieking to the skies.
Natsu kept twirling his tongue around her little button as she shuddered and cried. He would make her ride this orgasm as long as she could stand it. He gripped her legs, only barely mindful of his claws as he lost himself in her taste and the sight of her screaming in pleasure above him. She was so bright he had to squint, but he refused to close his eyes. He wanted to remember every piece of this.
When she started to dim he pulled away, wiping his mouth on his hand. She was gasping, looking up at him with awe. He couldn't help but puff out his chest, ego inflating. It was gone in a moment as she grabbed his member and he let out an unmanly squeak. He didn't have time to reflect on it as she pumped once, twice, and he fell over her with a moan, supporting himself with his arms as she reached down between them, smearing his precum over his head and shaft.
"I want you," she whispered huskily. He smiled back, tender, and laid a kiss on her forehead.
"I can help with that, Princess," the smirk was back, and he lined himself up at her entrance, slowly pressing into her velvet heat, inch by inch. He snarled, everything in him demanding to push in faster and take her hard, but he barely held himself in check.
Lucy, apparently, had no such qualms. She grabbed his ass, yanking him into her until he was seated to the hilt. "Natsu, I need this. Don't hold back on me now, Dragon."
He kissed her, all fangs and fire, and acquiesced to her wish. He pistoned into her, hard and deep, and as they broke the kiss Lucy threw her head back and screamed, raking her nails down his back. He grunted, pulling them both upright so that he was kneeling and she was seated in his lap. They fumbled a little and he slid out, and he pushed himself back into her with a gasp. Holding her in place by her hips, he used his powerful thighs to continue to pump into her. She yanked on his hair and he roared, loving the sharp tug of pain mixing with his pleasure.
He was very nearly undone, the teasing and his magic rushing through him making him teeter at the edge of oblivion. But he wouldn't go without her. Leaning down, Natsu bit into her shoulder at the base of her throat. He felt his fangs pierce the skin, and at that moment realized that maybe his bloodlust hadn't been quite sated after all. The taste of her on his tongue as his member was engulfed by her heat threw him over the edge, and his roar very nearly split the heavens bearing down on the both of them..
He was matched by her answering shriek as her luminescence flared, blinding them both and making the darkened meadow seem like high noon for a moment. His own power rose to meet it, swirling around them and trying to push its way out of his skin.
They both panted as they came down from their high, supporting each other, a sweaty and heaving mess. Opening her eyes, Lucy gasped, pinching Natsu until he looked up, too. Their magic drenched the meadow; golden sparkles danced on the air, flickering with tiny flames. It was beautiful, ethereal. Lucy teared up as she looked at it, and Natsu drew her to him, resting her head on his shoulder.
Slowly, the magic flickered out, leaving them in the clearing lit only by the moon. The moon which, Lucy realized, was significantly less bloody than before. It seemed once midnight ended, the power began to wane. She sighed, pulling back from Natsu and smiling at him. They shared a last, sweet kiss before she carefully slid off him.
It was as they reached for their clothes that they realized a few problems.
"Natsu, I don't have a bra!" Lucy wailed, envisioning bouncing boobs all the way back to the fortress. She didn't have underwear, either, but that was a little easier to work with. When her complaint was met with silence, she turned, only to see Natsu's horrified gaze. His scales had vanished, his claws retracted, but…
"Luce? I think when we, uh, you know… I think I, um… grew a tail."
And there it was, a long, thin, dragon's tail, swaying slowly through the air. Lucy stared for a moment, and then promptly burst into laughter. Natsu pouted a moment, but he couldn't resist, and soon both of them were on the ground howling.
"But why didn't it go away?" Lucy gasped, wiping away mirthful tears.
"I don't know!" Natsu's head was craned back, looking at it with bemusement. "I've never grown a tail while I'm in Dragon Force! Oh gods, what if it's there forever?"
"Well, we'll just have to see Porlyusica," Lucy stated matter of factly, only to dissolve into new giggles as she watched him try to figure out his pants.
"Not her, Luce!" he whined. "What if she cuts it off?"
"I'm sure 一 well, mostly sure, that she won't," Lucy soothed. She started to walk to the edge of the meadow but winced, hobbling a little in spite of herself. Natsu grinned smugly before swaggering past her halted form to smoothly crouch at her feet.
Lucy grumbled. She'd fought battles and helped take down an evil dragon lord! She'd been able to walk after those! A solid pounding, however amazing, shouldn't have done this. But after a couple more experimental steps she gave in and climbed on. Only to flail and try to leap off when Natsu's tail rubbed her still-throbbing sex through her pants. He laughed, holding her firmly to him.
"Sorry, sorry! Ow, no hitting! I couldn't help it, Luce," he laughed, heading back into the woods. He felt himself twitch at how her breasts rubbed his naked back through her thin shirt, and studiously ignored it. They needed to get back to base. Later though… this tail might not be all bad. Maybe they could hold off on seeing the witch.
"Hey, Luce?"
"Yeah, Natsu?"
"I'm glad you're home."
"Me too, Natsu."
Ta da! The chapter you've all been waiting for! Well, that and the Lisanna plotline. Now that the Underlords and the boning are out of the way, maybe we can finally see what's going on with her, huh?
Many wonderful thanks to my beta, Lady Lutka, for all of her help and support!
This week's author shoutouts go to:
1. Thyfreshprincess: Anyone with a Bel Aire inspired nickname you know is going to be awesome! "The Next Morning" is absolutely hilarious.
2. Soawksahm: This writer has two really heartwarming stories about the whole gang that I encourage everyone to read!
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