A/N
Again, I am ashamed. Also, I hope you guys noticed that the rating for this story went up.
That is because there is a lemon in this chapter. No worries, I made it clear where it begind and where it ends, and no, it is not necessary to read.
The first part however, is necessary to read.
I did a timeskip, because it was necessary for the story. I hope you will enjoy!
The blonde girl was shaking. Everything was going so well, for such a long time. She never thought that he would find a way back into her life. And yet, here he was.
He was chasing her, after all this time he was still chasing after her. He would never let her go. he would haunt her nightmares forever, and after that, when he finally got what it was he wanted, he would make her life worse than death.
Not that she hadn't tried to get away from him, on the contrary. She ran away from him. She decided not to allow herself to be taken over by fear. And yet, for some reason, fear was what drived her. The fear of him. The fear of his smell. His disgusting looks. The way an evil smile would creep up on his lips when he realised she was still very much alive.
That fear alone was enough to make her blood run cold. The fear of his thought alone would make her want to shoot a bullet through her brain. It scared her senseless.
She had tried it all.
She ran away. She changed her name. She changed her appearance, wearing wigs every day. She changed jobs every three months. She changed bank accounts every half year. She moved every year. She would never be at her apartment during the day. She would stay out, she would sit in a sheltered place.
She had even changed her accent to make sure she wouldn't be recognized.
But she was too careless. After she had met those people, she let her guard down. She kept the same job for over a year. She didn't switch bank accounts in two years now, almost. She didn't move away. Her hair grew back to it's original length and colour. She lost her fake accent and gained her real one back. She even dropped the contacts.
Of course, with going to college, it was hard to keep mocing around, but still, she shouldn't have been so careless. She was way too stupid, way too naive to use her real name on the apartment and her bank account.
She still hadn't told them everything, but they knew a great deal about her and why she looked so different when they met her and how she looked now. Her roommate knew more than most people did, at least about the way her dad had treated her. But no one, not even her best friend and almost brother who also was her servant knew the whole truth about what happened. And to be honest, she never would have thought she would have to tell him. Or anyone, for that matter.
She had tried so hard to get away from her past. She should have known that the past will always find it's way back to you when you least expect it.
Subconsciously, she rubbed her hand along the mark that was on her hand. The mark that indicated her home. The mark that indicated her friends, together with the love of her life. The mark that made her feel like she didn't have to run anymore.
God damn it, she even found love with that mark. When she first got it, she never knew that she would get all of this out of it. She never thought she would meet such amazing people. She never thought she would be able to make friends. She never even thought she would be able to tell her friends her last name, but she didn't want to keep lying to them. At first, they were of course surprised, but after she told them she had her private reasons, they all understood.
It had been months ever since she first met him. Almost a year now, when she thought about it. Almost half a year ever since they went to the beach and that idiot got his ear pierced. Almost half a year, and she still hadn't told him about the changing of their tattoo. Although she also was genuinely surprised he still hadn't figured it out.
It had been five months ever since they finally got together, everyone cheering. It was obvious actually, with the tattoos, but still, everyone was happy. And so was she. That day, she had felt so happy, as if nothing and no one would ever be able to take away all of her happiness.
It had been two months ever since they first slept together. It wasn't her first time, thanks to her past, but she was his first. He was a fast learner, and she loved every bit of him. He quickly got the hang of it, and it even bonded the two of them deeper. She was possibly even more happy then than how happy she was when they got together. She was so happy, hoping and praying that it would never go away.
And yet, everything would go to hell soon.
She kept running, while the man kept laughing at her. The sound of his voice echoed through the empty street, while he knocked trash cans over and didn't even try to hide himself.
"Don't you ever get tired of running, sweety~?" he then asked, the question bouncing back from the walls. The area was poorly lit, with only one street lamp. It smelled like rotten eggs and long forgotten memories.
The man then smirked. He hadn't expected anything else from his princess. Of course she'd try to get away. It took him nearly three years to find her, and when he though he had her, she was already gone away.
Atta girl. He had taught her well, that much was clear. He was almost proud of her, and how she managed to make a living for herself. At the very least, it was impressive. He had thought she would come back within weeks, months at most. After all, she ran away a lot. But she always came back.
Looking back, it was obvious she had been planning this for a long time. All those times she fake ran away, it was meant to make sure he would let his guard down. So that when she left, he'd only think it was temporary.
Well played, little girl. Well played.
The girl was bent over, trying to catch her breath when his sickening voice reached her. Shivers went down her spine and she couldn't resist the twisting of her stomach as everything she ate came out. She vomited until there was nothing left, when she suddenly heard his voice again.
"Are we playing hide and seek now, my darling? You know how much I can't resist to play a good game, and how much I enjoy them, but I don't really have the time. Although I guess I could be able to make an exception just for my love~!"
It sickened her. The way he though he owned her. The way his breath almost tickled her neck. The way his disgusting smell found a way up in her nostrills and filling them with the most unpleasant memories. She was so disgusted by his entire being, she would never willfully go back there. If necessary, she would kick and scream until he decided to leave her.
From where she was sitting now, she could see his figure, standing tall underneath the street light as he looked around, almost enjoying himself. She could see the stains of his sweat on his shirt, together with his greasy hair cut, his thin, cruel lips that held an almost knowing smile. His smile said; "I know that you're hiding, but I also know that you can never escape me. Ever."
Slowly, without making a sound, the girl got up again and moved away, careful not to let her footsteps be heard. She was almost glad she chose a dark spot to hide. She swiftly moved against the bricks, becoming one with its texture. She almost fell over, scraping her hands when she caught herself.
His head moved into her direction, like a bloodhound smelling an easy prey. His nostrills moved a bit, almost as if he was trying to smell her out. When he started walking, it was into her direction.
Her heartbeat started to pick up its pace, and she felt as if her heart went any faster, ut would burst out of her ribcage and fly away. Lord, please help me, she thought as she desperately tried to get a grip and move on.
Once she was out of his reach, she ran away again, as a shadow into the dark night, desperately trying to unattach itself from its owner.
##
"Huh? Lucy? What're you doing here? Didn't we get some action last night?" Natsu mumbled into his pillow while the blonde was siting next to him on his bed.
Her long, blonde hair fell down to her shoulders and her breath was still quick and not too deep.
"I'm sorry Natsu. But I need it right now," she replied, still shaking.
Natsu got up and looked her deep in the eyes.
"Hey Luce, what's wrong?"
He grabbed her hands and squeezed them between his palms, eyes filling with concern for his beloved soulmate.
"I-It's nothing, really. Just, please give me this now. Tomorrow, I'll do my best to explain this to you. But please, if only for tonight, allow me to be selfish." Lucy's eyes teared up as Natsu leaned over and gave her a peck on the lips.
"If it is what you really want," he said in a deep, husky voice, "then I'll give it to you."
Their lips connected again, lasting much longer than just the simple peck he had given her before. This was not just a kiss, it was a kiss filled with pain, loneliness and comfort, all at the same time.
- Lemon starts here. If you cannot handle such a thing, I would not recommend reading. Then again, it's your decision. Reading is at your own risk!-
Natsu slowly opened his mouth against hers, scraping his teeth softly at her bottom lip and licking her upper lip with his tongue until she opened her mouth for him to enter.
Her mouth was like a hot cavern, and even after nearly four months of kissing her like this, there was still so much to explore for him. He moved his tongue against Lucy's and he felt her moan more than that he heard it.
Slowly, he laid his arms around her neck and caressed the back of her neck, together with the line of her hair.
Shivers went down her spine as his warm hands touched her neck and she could feel herself getting turned on already. Wanting to give him the same sensation, she put her hand on his neck and started to draw small circles, just underneath his earlobe. He moaned into their kiss as well and he shifted her more onto his lap as their making out ended when he gasped for air.
"Gods, Luce, you're gonna be the death of me," Natsu said, panting. Lucy only smiled to him in response as she hugged him close and ran one hand over his abs.
Suddenly, Natsu felt too hot, although he only had his underwear on while Lucy was still wearing her jeans and her tank top.
He slowly broke them apart, and she looked at him, confused. He then ran his hand up her spine, starting at the curve of her ass and slowly moving up, underneath the sheer fabric of her tank top. When his hands found the clasp of her bra, he looked at her and she nodded.
He slowly undid the clasp, making her bra fall off as it was a strapless one and then massaging the lowest point of her shoulder while she took her jeans off.
She then pushed him down the bed and laid down next to him.
The next thing he knew, she was kissing his neck softly, tenderly while her hand was caressing his ear, just the way she knew he liked it.
Natsu moaned her name, and she hummed in response, moving on to his earlobe and softly sucking it, before biting it softly, which made Natsu gasp as he saw stars.
Lucy slowly moved over to him, sitting on top of him and then softly kissing him on the lips again.
"Luce, you're so beautiful. I almost can't believe you are my soulmate," he said, stroking her hair.
She gave him a sad smile, as she softly said; "Me neither."
He then moved his hands up, touching the rubber band of her underwear while she moaned. His hands then traveled up, over her stomach and slowly taking her tank top off, leaving her in only her lacy underwear as her two breasts became revealed.
God, they were so beautiful. Natsu gulped, he couldn't believe he was so lucky.
He slowly massaged his way up to her breasts, starting at her stomach, then over her ribcage, and -finally, Lucy thought- the underneath of her breasts. He then massaged her right boob, careful not to touch her nipple just yet, while he kissed her other boob.
Lucy moaned in anticipation, waiting until his warms hands and tongue would touch her nipples.
And when he finally did, she swore she saw stars. An usual know started to form in her stomach, and the ache that was between her legs started to grow stronger and stronger as he slowly played with her boobs.
He swirled his tongue around her nipple, and with the other hand, he pinched her nipple, pulled a bit before getting back to massaging. After a few minutes, he switched. Lucy was still moaning, the ache growing stronger and stronger and she noticed that his penis was also growing.
Wanting to give him something back, she stroked his underpants with one hand softly, and with her other hand she was touvhing the inner side of his thighs, his lower stomach and his ass, until she made her way up to the band of his underwear.
In one swift motion, she pulled them off and started massaging his pulsing member.
Natsu gasped for air and forgot about pleasuring Lucy as her small, soft hands gave him sweet and tender strokes. Her hands felt so good on his member and he groaned as she slowly picked up the pace a bit.
"God damn it Luce, are you trying to kill me?" he managed to get out, between the gasps for air and the moaning.
She only smiled in response and picked up the pace again.
Just as he was about to come, he removed her hand.
When she shot him a look, he said; "I don't want to come just yet, I want to pleasure you first."
And he did.
Natsu slowly took off her underwear, as he went back to kissing her nipple. The ache between her legs grew back and she moaned again, even more when she felt his hand softly touching her center.
He enjoyed it a bit too much, teasing her. He moved his hand around for a bit, before he found her clit as she gasped for air.
He then softly stroked it with his thumb as her moans became louder and louder.
Then, he stopped kissing her boob and softly inserted one finger in her hot center.
It almost was too much for Lucy. If she saw stars before, now she saw the entire galaxy waving at her.
But he wasn't done yet. While he continued to tease her with his finger, he slowly spread her legs with his other hand and positioned himself in between.
Lucy, realising what he wanted to go, was about to protest when she felt his hot tongue.
All she could do after that was moan as her mind went blank and she forgot why she even wanted to complain in the first place.
Because damn, he was good with his mouth. It made her forget all of her troubles, if even for a while.
She could feel her muscles contracting, and not long after that she came, moaning his name and breathing heavily.
Natsu then gave her one last lick, before positioning himself. He looked at her, to see if she was alright.
She looked like an angel. Her hair was all sweaty, together with her body, but she was glowing. The tattoo on her wrist and his bicep indicsted that they were doing the right thing, that they should do this.
She then nodded.
Slowly, he inserted himself into her, and once he was fully inside, he looked at her again to see if it ws okay if he started moving.
It was almost too much for him not to, because being inside of her made him feel all kinds of good, but he waited until she nodded.
After that, he slowly started to thrust in and out of her, massaging her clit with his thumb and leaning in for a kiss.
Lucy could taste herself in the kiss, but she didn't mind. It only made her more aroused, if that was even possible. She loved him so, so much.
And tonight was their last night together, ever. She wanted it to last forever, but it couldn't. She would bring him on so much danger. It was because she loved him, that she did this.
After some time, he could feel himself getting close again. He picked up the pace, but still went fairly slow. After all, this wasn't brainless fucking, this was making love.
When he finally came, feeling exhausted, she gave him a long, sweet kiss.
- End of lemon-
"I love you, Natsu."
"I love you too, Luce. I love you even more than I love tobasco sauce."
Lucy giggled.
"Thanks, I know your love for it is immense."
"I know right?! So that's how much you mean to me. And now ssh, I wanna sleep."
"Sure sleepy head," she said, playfully hitting his head.
"Yes. Now c'mere, I wanna hold you."
His arms tied around her waist, as they finally fell asleep.
##
His bed felt cold. That was the first thing Natsu Dragneel noticed in the morning.
The second thing he noticed was that his soulmate was missing.
"Luce?"
Standing up, he decidded to look around. Maybe she was in the kitchen.
Once he got downstairs, he yelled out her name again, but still no response.
He went over to the counter, and he found a note lying on it.
As he opened it, his whole world started to crumble.
"No.." he whispered. He quickly got dressed, grabbed his shoes and coat and ran out of the door, the note still in his hand.
It had only one word written on it.
Sorry.
A/N
Whew, quite a ride huh?
I know the first part doesn't exactly make a lot of sense, but trust me, it will make sense soon.
But yay, a peek into Lucy's past! I have made it more dramatic than I intented to do tho, sorry. Oh well. I got caught up. I was listening to Sub Pub Music- Lucifer(btw check it out bc it is AMAZING) and then everything just went to shit. HAH.
And yes, in this story, from now on, shit's also going down. Main storyline is kicking in. We had fun and games, now things get serious. Don't worry, it'll still have funny moments. But the real storyline is setting in now.
Also, any ideas on who our lovely -ahem- mystery guest is? I don't know if you'll be able to guess it.
If you wanna complain about the lemon, sorry not sorry. It was necessary for the story. No, you don't have to read it, but it is necessary.
Plus, I wanted to try and write smut so yea. Again, sorry not sorry.
AND HOLY FUCKING SHIT GUYS OVER 150 FOLLOWERS AND 100+ FAVOURITES AND 77 REVIEWS? What have I done to deserve this?
Last thing, would any of you guys like a Christmas special from Art of the Soul? And if you do, which couple would you like to see?
That's all for now!
Hope you enjoyed, see you next time!