[Entangled Flames]
Prompt: Sin
Pairing: Pure NaLu
Rated: T for alluring innocence.
Summary: She was his greatest sin.
Note: Exams will become the death of me, I swear. I cannot stress how apologetic I am for my long disappearance from the network. I have been able to scrawl a few decent drabbles for prompts, however, so I am planning to upload one ASAP once I finish as compensation.
Again, I am open to any suggestions for prompts or new fics in general.
Just a slight drabble; could potentially become a full-blown narrative.
Dialogues are accented heavily with Victorian times.
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I am no longer sure of anything. If I satiate my desires, I sin but I deliver myself from them; if I refuse to satisfy them, they infect the whole soul.
~Jean-Paul Sartre
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"You disgrace me," he hisses, raising an arm threateningly.
The blonde closes her eyes as she waits for the anticipated pain to bruise her porcelain cheeks, already stained with crimson streaks and dirt.
She bites her lower lip sharply as the sting strikes her harshly.
"I am most ashamed to declare this, but from this moment on, you are hereby banished from the Heartfilia clan," the prideful man the young woman had once recognized as her grieving father is no longer identifiable, rage and fury twisting his once-handsome features and meandering his personality until she can only feel relief as the coil of burden is released from her shoulders.
The former heiress gathers her skirts and straightens.
She does not look back as she flees.
The heavy French doors shut behind her with an ominous boom.
She is free.
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"I am sorry," his onyx orbs gleam with remorse as he sees her wounds.
"Do not be," the beautiful yet scarred female touches his cheek, the smile that lights up her chocolate eyes warm his laden heart as he reaches up a hand and closes a calloused hand over her smaller one. "I am released, and for that, I must thank you."
He does not press further. They have had their share of adversities, and with this, they can finally be in peace.
"You are not afraid?" he repeats.
"You are not any different than I am. Emotions do not escape you, for the wall that you have so determinedly erected cannot stand against me," the blonde teases lightly, but they both understand the truth behind her words.
"I am not like you," the male murmurs weakly.
She lifts her head, eyes roaming over his finely-toned body, hidden beneath layers of dark clothing, curiously bright locks and intense orbs that unlock his essence.
"You are Natsu," she says simply.
He inhales sharply—a reflex action more than a necessary one—and hastily crushes her to him, hands curving at her waist as he swiftly captures her lips.
"I am a creature without a soul," Natsu closes his eyes and touches foreheads with her as he finally breaks away, allowing the deliciously dishevelled female to breathe once more.
"We share one soul," she replies quietly, cocoa irises burning steadily.
His heart lurches at her spoken words and he gasps as his throat is abruptly set ablaze.
"Luce," the male whispers hoarsely, turning his head as he desperately attempts to reel in his hunger.
"Let me see all of you, Natsu," Lucy says firmly, gently tugging him back.
Crimson orbs glow fiercely as she smiles, shifted so she sat between his legs.
"Drink," she urges, sweeping her wavy, blonde locks from her neck as she leaned against his broad chest.
"I cannot," even as he resists, his voice drops with agony, body hunching over in effort.
His breath ghosts over her sensitive skin as she reaches up to intertwine her slim fingers with his soft hair.
"I love you," Lucy murmurs.
Natsu groans and relents, white fangs gleaming in the moonlight as he sinks his teeth into her neck with a growl of pleasure.
Her blood is sweet and burns through his veins, igniting an unfamiliar fire within, his stomach clenching with desire.
The blonde arches her back as he frantically presses her closer, the inferno of yearning threatening to overwhelm them both.
"You are my greatest sin," Natsu whispers, panting as he drinks greedily, "I cannot help but crave your innocence."
"Take it," she breathes, and he yields.
{In the darkness of the night, the two will commit the final act of transgression, but it will not be a mistake. They are connected in more ways than one, and neither vampire nor human can break the vow that ties the two together.}
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