A/N: I'm so sorry everyone! Sorry to make you wait! I had a mini writer's block and I haven't really finished this chap but I thought I should just post what I have first.
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"Ah!" Natsu let out a shout when Lucy grabbed him and started to suck on his manhood rather vigourously. He knew it was just a dream but the sensations were so real. He struggled to think past the hazy lust and grabbed her hair.
So rough, Lucy. He thought and rested his head back. Somehow the dream had changed from his childhood nightmare to his favourite viewing cliff. The stars were out to play and the moon shone brightly enough to cast light on his demon princess. Below the clouds drifted along, hiding the fiery lairs of the demon horde.
Punishment. She hissed in his mind. She released his manhood abruptly, her hands at the base, wet from her saliva. Her eyes, black with anger and lust, glared at him as she started to lick from the base to top, repeatedly and all around.
Natsu chuckled. If this was punishment, he would gladly make her angry anytime. For me or you, princess?
She gave his manhood a squeeze while sliding her hand up, making him jerk forward. For the angel who has someone waiting patiently at home.
The feeling was amazing. Fire coiled low and sparked his body when she squeezed it. His skin was sensitive and Lucy seemed to know it. Every touch, every action was designed to bring his fire to an almost unbearable peak.
Her golden hair brushed against his inner thighs, her nimble fingers scraped his slick skin.
Huh? Her snide remark only registered after a moment.
Lucy stood up proudly, her wings opened up as she looked down at him. White hair? Beautiful and pure? Lucy flicked her hand up, causing Natsu to slide and slam against a tree.
One of your kind. She sneered as she stalked forward to him. Unexpectedly, when he was slammed against the tree, there was only a numbing pain. He looked up, biting his lower lip with his hair brushing his eyes.
Someone likes rough foreplay huh?
Lucy stopped in her tracks, her lips slightly opened as Natsu's face turned feral as he grinned at her, his canines showing.
She shook her head quickly and snapped her teeth. Don't toy with me, angel. Who is she?
He lifted his chin a fraction and stared at her with the same hungry stare. Just who are you talking about?
Lucy grinded her teeth together. Jealousy boiled within her. Even if she did throw the female out, the fact remained that she was close to Natsu. To think he had someone waiting for him, those feelings which he led her to feel, as if she was special and wanted.. He would pay dearly after she gets her satisfaction from him!
With a flick of her finger, silk ropes appeared behind the tree and wrapped themselves around Natsu's upper body. Lucy roughly grabbed his chin and kissed him desperately.
He kissed back as passionately, their tongues dueling for dominance. He tasted just the same, smoky and musky, only muted because he was still dreaming.
Oh, but Lucy could fix that. With a command in her head, she amplified the sensations and feelings for both of them. Natsu jerked under the ropes, his kiss getting sloppy.
What did you do?
I just made us feel so much more, Natsu. She sucked in his tongue and lightly scraped it before biting his lower lip. Lucy then released his chin and took a few steps back.
Both of them were breathing heavily from the onslaught of sensations, and Lucy loved it.
She traced her thigh to her breasts, boldly fondling them, making Natsu slam his head against the tree in frustration. Dammit, Lucy! These.. these, feelings are crazy!
Lucy smirked and continued fondling her breasts, squeezing and rubbing her thighs together. She started to pant, just like him, both not immune to the lust coursing rapidly in them. Wetness coated in between legs, dripping to her ankle. The musky scent drifted to both of their noses, making them groan at the same time.
Lucy bit down hard on her lower lip, enjoying the pain it caused to mix with her pleasure. Her tongue slip out to soothe it before nibbling it.
Free me, princess. I need to touch you.
Lucy shivered from the husky tone of his voice. She pointedly ignored him and kneeled on the ground, spreading her legs apart. Her left hand continued teasing her breast, her right ghosting to her clit, leaving goosebumps along the way.
She pinched both her clit and nipple hard and she screamed into the dreamscape.
If Natsu got any harder, he would have burst from the blood rushing violently to his dick.
As she screamed, her head flung back, letting Natsu feast his eyes on her taut neck and body. Skin slick with sweat and her scales seemed to turn a darker shade of red. Her wings spread out and started to relax as she got down from her high.
He swore his heartbeat could be heard from his chest, it was far too loud.
Is it my turn now? He asked eagerly. As naughty as tying him up was, he preferred to be participating. He wanted to touch her directly and see her shake for him. He wanted to lick and bite her and make her scream her pleasure. For him.
No. She replied hotly.
But why, Lucy? He whined. He didn't mean to sound like a brat but he really, really wanted to touch her.
She stared at him while she calmed down. The black in her eyes receding as her breathing slowed. After awhile, she spoke softly.
Tell me, Natsu. Who can access your mind when you're dreaming?
Natsu frowned. Nobody whom I'm aware of. Did something happen?
She took a long breath and leaned back on her arms. An angel dreamwalked just after your nightmare. White, short hair. Beautiful, really. Fitting partner for an angel.
She looked away after the last sentence. Natsu's heart clenched. She looked sad.
He tested the ropes and it was still tight. As much as he needed to pleasure Lucy, he felt another growing need to soothe her. But how to break the ropes?
Dreamwalked? Walking in my dreams? Like what you're doing now?
No, it's different for me. I have the ability to manipulate your dreams whereas she can only appear and talk to you.
Natsu tried his best to digest and recall but how could he when Lucy was right infront of him, panting slightly and glistening in all her naked beauty? And the lust still coursing through him, like molten lava..
Conflicted with lust and the need to soothe her, Natsu decided it was best to end the dream. Afterall, it was his dream but clearly Lucy was in control. Natsu grinned.
Aye. She was in a lot of trouble when he wakes up.
The dream abruptly ended without Lucy realizing it, her eyes blinking rapidly to try and clear her mind of everything.
The moment her mind and senses were back in real time, Natsu was on top of her, his arms caging her head and his body pressing lightly against hers.
His lips hovered just on top of hers as he spoke, "Naughty Lucy, playing with me while I was vulnerable." He brushed his lips with hers as he continued, "Bet you liked tying me up, didn't you?"
Lucy bit his lip softly. "I told you, it was punishment."
Natsu licked her lip in response. "I still don't get you. What did I do?"
Lucy hissed and grabbed his head. The nerve of him to feign innocence!"That angel who dreamwalked? Don't lie to me, angel. She's your partner, right? Why else would she be able to enter your nightmare over a distance if not because both of you have an intimate relationship?!" She yanked his head to the side and punctured his neck. I will have you.
All reason thrown out the window for the sake of having Natsu all to herself. She didn't care if he liked her, Lucy had to have him. As her fangs tore into his skin and the first drop of divine blood touched her tongue, Lucy's eyes rolled back.
His blood was, amazing. Better than any aphrodisiac she could have concocted from scratch. It rushed in her mouth, sizzling as the holiness of the liquid came into contact with demon flesh. Lucy swallowed a mouthful, savoring the aftertaste of metal. With a hint of spicy. The blood continued to flow, Lucy welcoming it with glee.
Luishi.
His weak voice spoke in her mind, as his hands griping her forearms weakened. Lucy was jolted from her feeding and she quickly lapped at his wound. Sorry sorry sorry!
Lucy tore at her wrist with her teeth and quickly slammed against his mouth. Oh gosh I'm so sorry for being rough but drink!
Liquid which reminded him of that idiot Gajeel poured in freely into his mouth. He wanted to puke it out, why would he want to have Gajeel in him? But he was so thirsty and the liquid seemed to quench it. Slowly, the taste gradually reminded him of silk ropes and red scales. Sin and lust. It felt wrong but it somehow filled in the empty places within him.
It tasted of Lucy.
His body jerked, accepting a substance he had never ingested before. It was weird, but it was warm, it was almost familiar.
He licked her wrist, imitating her earlier action. Lucy frowned at him and brought her own wrist back to lick it herself.
Don't act as if your saliva has healing properties, angel.
He grinned, no longer feeling light headed.
That is, until the memories hit him like a ton of well sculpted rocks and the last thing he saw was Lucy clutching her own head.
Mama was dead.
She didn't know who did it and she didn't know why. Mama was precious, how could they?
Daddy didn't care, he only cared for war.
Mira said maybe because Mama looked too much like an angel.
Even in death, with her neck snapped into two and her body lying in her own blood. The sides of her mouth turned slightly upwards as if keeping a secret.. She still looked ethereal.
Lucy had lain next to her, uncaring for the blood touching her own skin and scales. Maybe she'd looked like Mama too. She didn't mind if she looked like an angel. She didn't mind if they killed her too.
Mama was gone. Lucy's all alone.
What was Lucy without her Mama?
