This one is really short, and inspired by Mashima's Halloween Twitter Doodle - you know which one ;)

Day 2: Feed My Desire

Lucy never thought it would feel good.

Yet here she was, naked, sitting in his lap as blood dripped onto her bare breasts. His fangs dug deep into her shoulder, his tongue gently lapping at the open wound he had created.

And oh god, did it feel good.

A low moan freed itself from her mouth, and she let her half-lidded eyes drop closed.

It had taken her a long time to accept her guard turned lover was a vampire, and longer still until she let him bite her for the first time. Then, as now, they had been making love.

Grinding her hips against his, Lucy surrendered to his safe grip, dropping her upper body further backwards as he held her steady; reveling in the way he moved inside her.

The hand that rested on the small of her back was large and warm, just as the one roughly gripping her thigh.

Lucy felt dizzy.

"Natsu," she moaned, and he growled in response, thrusting into her harshly.

Lucy cried out in surprise and pleasure, fisting her hands into his unruly hair. His eyes almost glowed in the dark when he pulled back, a deep red much like the blood trickling over her nipple and to the underside of her breast. She released a shivering breath, answering his thrusts and pressing herself up against him.

Blood clung to his lips - her blood - and he licked them clean with a mischievous smirk.

"It tastes best when you're all fired up," he informed her, and Lucy couldn't help the blush that spread across her cheeks.

"It feels best, too," she told him almost shyly, as if it was a secret that she had been supposed to guard.

His eyes, clouded by desire, widened slightly. "It does?"

"Mhm," she answered.

Lucy wasn't sure how he did it - if his bite might be toxic like that of a snake. But not once had his fangs hurt her. Everytime he sank his teeth into her skin, all she felt was a surge of adrenaline, of awareness – lust, even. Either way you turned it - it felt good. She wondered if the sensations stemmed from their feelings, or if it was a natural reaction to a vampire's bite.

"Natsu…" she asked while he lovingly palmed her breasts, dipping his head to lick off every last drop of blood he had let escape. "Why doesn't it hurt when you bite me?"

His tongue curved around her nipple one last time before his head moved back up, face inches from hers. His gaze was curious.

"I don't know," he admitted. "I don't think it was like that with anyone else. Then again…" he trailed off, gripping her hips and pushing her onto her back. He pulled out of her almost completely, before pushing back deeply into her, until she whimpered beneath him. "…I never did things like these with anyone else."

"Good," she moaned, gripping the sheets below her.

"I also never loved anyone before," he mused as he continued moving in and out of her at a relaxed pace. Lucy blinked up at him.

It had always surprised her how he could say such potent, meaningful words so carelessly, as if they were nothing special at all. And yet she knew they were special to him, knew he loved her with all his heart.

"Everytime you bite me… I want you," she confessed, holding his surprised stare. "I want you to take me, to moan my name, to drink my blood while you move inside me…"

"Shit, Lucy," Natsu growled, "If you say things like these, I'm gonna cum."

"Good," she said again, smiling before she clenched down on him. He groaned, cursing as he dropped forwards and pushed her into the matress.

Lucy bucked up against him, granting him no break.

She still felt dizzy, lightheaded. Yet she still wanted him to drink more of her blood, to feel the sensation of his teeth grazing her skin before he bit down…

"Natsu," she commanded, her voice pleading, "bite me when you cum."

Pressing his sweaty forehead against hers, he blinked down at her. "What?"

"Please," she moaned, crossing her ankles behind his hips and pulling him closer.

With a snarl, Natsu sped up his pace, driving her deep into the matress with each powerful snap of his hips. His lips ghosted across her skin, nipping and licking as he made his way back to his favoured spot.

"Ah…yes…" she moaned, and he felt her walls becoming tighter every time he drove back into her. He wouldn't last much longer, she'd made sure of this. But he'd be damned if he didn't take her with him.

Natsu would gladly heed her wish. He pressed a soft kiss onto the wound he had left behind not long ago. He couldn't drink much, he'd already had his full share - draining her to exactly the right point. She could handle a little more, but he'd have to hold back this time…

Brushing strands of hair from her forehead, he glanced up at Lucy. She seemed lost in ecstasy, but managed a drowsy smile. The lust in her eyes, the love and need, it drove him insane. He could do anything for her.

"Lucy…" Whispering her name against her skin, he gave one last, sharp thrust of his hips. His fangs bit down into her skin as she gasped below him, her body becoming rigid as he released himself into her. She screamed his name, clenching and rippling around him. Her blood tasted sweet, so damned delicious as it filled his mouth. But the pleasure she rewarded him with was greater than the one her blood gave him, and he ripped his mouth away to release a cry of his own.

Spent, Natsu breathed against her neck as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, shivering beneath him. He peppered kisses along her throat, grinning when her hand started to trace patterns along his back.

"Now that was a treat," he chuckled, knowing he'd tease her. She always reprimanded him when he spoke of her like food. Which was why he did it all the more.

"Let's run away," Lucy suddenly prompted, fixing her large honey eyes on him. For a moment, he said nothing.

"What will your father say?" he finally managed lamely, and she simply rolled her eyes at him.

"As if you care," she accused him, pointing her index finger at his nose. "You know I don't. All that awaits me in this castle is misery. Be a bit more of a vampire, Natsu. Kidnap me."

Natsu snorted. Carefully pulling out of her, he wrapped his arms around her middle and rolled them onto the other side of her large bed. His eyes were filled with hope.

"You want to come with me?"

She cocked her head, smiling at him before she moved in for a soft kiss.

"I always want to be with you."

"Always is a long time."

"It'll be fun. Because we'll be together."