Nalu Love Fest 12/3/19

Mahalo random-rave for the idea :)

Originally for day 1, it morphed into a story encompassing all 8 days of prompts (playful, innocent, desperate, unbearable, ecstatic, teasing, funny, fight). Lol, it's the omake you may wish for from FT City Hero ;). Rated M for NSFW, cheesy police humor & fluff

Plea Bargain

When he had walked in to his home that evening after a long shift, officer Dragneel hadn't expected to find a burglar rummaging through his belongings.

"Hold it right there!" he flips on a light switch, "you're under arrest."

The woman stood frozen a moment before pasting a smirk upon her face. She drops her bag of loot and holds up her hands, "you've caught me officer," looking at his badge, "Dragneel."

Drinking it all in, Natsu flashed a fang, my what a score he had here! Lithe and sinewy the woman's skin tight, black body suit hugged all the sinful curves she sported. And how adorable, she even wore an eye mask and cat ears. He licks his lips as his eyes travel along its length, a yummy hourglass frame and buxom chest, it was a crime in itself that she owned such a body. "You know," he unhooks the cuffs from his belt, "burglary is a felony young lady and the punishment could be stiff."

The woman's grin only widens, "I think I can handle it."

"We'll see about that." He prompts her up against the couch and pulls her arms behind her back, cuffing the wrists together. Leaning over his catch, his fingers keep a tight grin on her hip as he brushes his lips over her nape. "You have the right to remain silent or anything you say can," jutting hard against her backside, she squeaks when a long solid object makes itself known, "and will be used against you."

"Please officer Dragneel, I'm sure we could strike a plea bargain that we'll both be happy with?"

"Hmm," kneeing her legs apart, "adding bribery of an officer, you must really want to be punished."

She shrugs her shoulders, "what can I say, I'm a sucker for a man in uniform, but I'd bet," leaning back she makes a grab for his crotch, "you look even better out of uniform."

He slaps her hand away. "And you look best, bent over this couch."

"I know, and frankly I haven't been laid in a while, so I wouldn't mind it."

"Tch." Always keeping one hand on her back and a knee on her thigh to hold her still, he frisks the perp. Running his hands up and down every inch of her body from her calves on up, meticulously scrutinizing junctions and crevasses where she may be hiding something.

"You know that would be easier to accomplish if you stripped me down," a timber of amusement in her tone. "I wouldn't be opposed to that."

"Perhaps you're right," gliding the edging of his hand under the curve of her breast, "especially for this area," and giving the large mounds a squeeze, "there may be illicit evidence hidden away in here."

"I plead the fifth."

"Oh ho," he stands her up straight, "that sounds like an admission to me. You've been playing coquette till this point and now you wanna keep quiet? Didn't think I'd take the offer huh?"

"Hmph!" she pouts, and turns her head, "Do your worst to me copper! I'll never break!" But the slight uptick in the corners of her mouth are telling.

"Thanks for the permission girly, now I don't need a warrant to search your premises. Come on," he grabs the crook of her arm and pushes her towards a back room of the house, "time for your interrogation."

Once inside the bedroom, officer Dragneel locks the door behind him and makes sure the windows are locked before removing the cuffs from her wrists. "I'll put them back on after you remove your clothes."

"No."

He cocks and eyebrow, "Do I need to strip you myself? The faster you comply, the easier this will be for you."

"Ugh fine!" Mumbling under her breath, "would'a been more fun if you did it."

"All in good time. But you may leave the ears on for now."

She's about to question it but decides to ignore the comment. It wasn't a kink she thought he'd had but eh, whatever floats his boat cause it didn't bother her. She slinks her way out of the stretchable fabric, pulling her arms out, passing it down and over to release her chest from its bindings. All the while he watches, memorizing details he wanted to recall later, his eyes stalking each movement like a predator. Down the suit travels, revealing her flat little tummy and as it passes her legs, she kicks it off at him, smirking as she does it.

He growls and motions to her undergarments, "those too."

"Shall I leave these on?" she runs her hand along her thigh high, heeled boots. "Maybe another one of your kinks?"

"Off, you could be hiding a weapon in them."

"Oh no," she unzips the sides and starts to remove them, "I left those in my other boots." Dropping the first boot, "didn't think I'd have company," then the removes the second one, "you got off early today."

"And how would you know that?"

"I'm a burglar," unclasping her bra and letting that fall, "I normally case my targets, oh and see," flouncing her breasts, "nothing hidden here."

"Not too bright to pick a cops house, and I can see that."

Removing her last vestige of modesty, "Anyways, like I said earlier, I'm a sucker for a guy in uniform." She throws the thong at his chest, giggling when it catches on his badge. "Whoops!"

"Whoops my ass!" he grabs her and drags her onto the mattress, cuffing her wrists to the headboard. "It's not very nice to tease, you know," pulling the wooden baton from his belt holder. Running it along her leg to her inner thigh, grazing her sex and lingering at her entrance causing her to shiver, then trailing it against her side, "especially an officer of the law," before placing it on his night stand. He unholsters his Glock, ejects the unspent bullet into his hand and the mag, "wouldn't want ya getting any ideas," adding it next to the baton. His belt is next to be unceremoniously tossed onto the stand.

"I was just being friendly," she purrs. "Can't help it if you thought I was teasing you."

"Tch," shirking off his pants and tossing it onto a nearby chair. "Just an innocent criminal, isn't that what they all say?" He unbuttons and zips out of his uniform, shrugging off the stiff material, then the bulletproof vest and adding it to the pile of clothes.

Arching her body and jangling the metal cuffs as she pulls slightly against it, "Mmm," she bites the corner of her lip, "I was right about one thing."

"What's that?"

"You do look better out of uniform."

"All the more to torture you with, I'd say. This technique has been known to elicit confessions."

"I can imagine. You expecting me to sing for you copper?"

"Oh, I expect a lot more by the end of this night."

"Then get on with it," she settles against the downy comforter in a suggestive manner, "but lose the boxers, or are you going for cruel and unusual punishment, hmm, I'm laid bare, I have my rights, equal treatment an' all that, so shouldn't you be naked too?"

"Are you sure, it might add to the punishment."

"I can handle it… literally," she winks, "if you let me."

"No."

She pouts, "no fun."

"Enough with the chit chat," sitting on the edge of the bed. "Tell me your name." She smiles and shakes her head. "Are you the same person who robbed me last week." Silence. "There's been a string of burglaries in this area, did you commit those?" Still not a sound. "Are you going to tell me anything about your crimes?"

"Nope."

With a sigh, "Well you leave me no choice," he gets off and pulls a blindfold out of the night stand, moving to place it on her.

"Hey that's not fair," she tries to fidget out of his grasp, but he pins her down and secures it tightly over her eyes. "But I didn't get to see the goods!"

"Aww," he runs the back of his hand along her cheek, "what was it you said earlier, haven't been laid in a while, feeling a bit horny are ya? You gave me the perfect method to gain your cooperation."

She grits her teeth, "that's cruel…"

"I'll make sure you are compensated if I'm satisfied with your answers."

"Come on!" she whines, "let me see it at least once."

"Alright fine, if you tell me your name, I'll give you a peek."

After a brief pause, "Lucy," she spits out, "Lucy Heartfillia. Now tit for tat."

He sits up on his knees to reach over, loosening the blindfold, and remains raised so when it falls from her eyes, his erection is in full view. She gasps a bit, "impressive… Damn that might be enough to make me go straight."

"I think that's the best compliment I've ever heard." He secures the blindfold again. "Gonna answer my other questions yet?" She shakes her head, no. "Suit yourself."

Lucy can feel the bed shifting telling her that he's gotten off and she reaches out with the only sensory device she had left under her control, hearing. Sounds of a drawer opening or closing, rummaging as if he was looking for something. Something plastic, no or maybe latex? Was he putting on gloves or a condom, it was hard to tell the difference. Finally, after what felt like forever, she felt him getting back onto the bed and moving over her. "Took you long enough, it's kinda chilly left bare like this."

"Don't worry things are about to heat up." He settles more of his lower body between her legs, allowing the weight and length of his cock to ride up against her clit. The heated pressure makes Lucy arch, but his hips keep her pinned. "Now," he flicks her nipple and rims it with his tongue, "the way this works," sucking in the pert little button in and popping it out, "is I'll continue to play," squeezing her breast and nibbling the supple flesh, "however I desire," he moves over to the next breast, teasing in the same manner, "everything but," moving to the nape of her neck, nipping and biting, he shifts his pelvis and lines up letting the tip, press hard against the entrance, almost pushing in, "this," then pulls away, settling once more to simply torture her clit, "until you decide to tell me what I want to hear."

"T-This is extortion…" but when his canines graze against her neck a little deeper than before, she moans, "fucking hell."

"You can end this whenever you want to."

"I-I won't cave, but at least tell me your name… So, I can curse it!"

He chuckles, "it's Natsu," grinding his pelvis into hers, eliciting a gasp, "scream it nice and loud for me."

But she sucks in her lips, biting down as she shakes her head trying to muffle the moans. Lucy had targeted the sexy cop who taunted her dreams and now she was paying for it. Well, depends on how she wanted to view the situation cause frankly, it was turning out to be a play by play of one of her fantasies, minus a few more kinks she would have loved thrown in.

Natsu bides his time toying with Lucy's beautiful bosoms, massaging and kneading the malleable flesh to his heart's content while his tongue lavishes her jaunty nipples with wet kisses, and working the fevered skin until it trembled from the slightest touch. He couldn't help but groan at the idea of fucking these mounds one day. Smirking against them, maybe she'll break in a third time.

He slides a hand up grasping her under the chin and turning her head to the side, "give up yet?" Lucy shakes her head, "I think you'll need to see the next half of this." So, he pulls the blindfold up letting it settle at her crown and he brushes his lips along her jawline, nibbling their way to her ears. The warm air from each breath wafts over her skin, making the tiny hairs behind her neck and along her arms stand up. Shivers course through her body with every nip, but when the sharper canines sink into her flesh a tad, Lucy can no longer hold back an amorous moan. "Oh, that was a tell," he teases the blonde, peppering her collar with more love bites. She bucks at him, jerking roughly at her constraints. Natsu stops his ministrations, "Don't do that, you'll really hurt your wrists."

"Then take them off," she pants.

"I can't risk that." Lucy watches him get off the bed and leave the room for a few minutes. When Natsu returns, using the sash from a robe, he ties them around her wrist, to the headboard, then removes the metal handcuffs. "There, that should be better, but still try not to pull hard on them."

"Gee, thanks," she rolls her eyes.

"You could always confess."

"No."

"I'm not complaining," taking another nibble at her jaw, "take all the time you need…" Natsu returns to his craft but decides to roam. Trailing his hands along her sides, "Mmm, I wonder what other sensitive spots I could find…" As soon as he reaches just under her rib cage she flinches. "Oh, there's one."

"D-don't you dare…"

Travelling lower to her hip and feeling her skin start to crawl, he knows he's getting close, and sure enough as his hands ghost towards her inner thigh, Lucy bucks her hips and her dying laments turn to lust-filled whimpers. "There we go."

Skimming along, Natsu marks a path along Lucy's streamlined frame, trailing plush wet kisses down over her sides, her stomach, pleasing with his tongue, or scraping his nails to trigger ripples. She alternates between held breaths and loud sighs, eruptions of giggles and fits of impassioned twisting in a bid to curtail or drive him in the direction she wishes. Natsu, knows she's growing impatient and doesn't give in, merely holding her still when she moves around too much.

And it is. Lucy's desperation is mounting, she's so close to throwing in the towel, yet she holds out in the hopes that eventually all this foreplay will be too much for him to keep up with. I mean, he's gotta be hurting too by now, how much bluer is he willing to suffer through? But, the closer Natsu gets to her core, the more her resolve begins to crumble. His lips have become fiery stokes, leaving heated embers in its wake fueling the passions coiling at her center. They tease now at the junction of her legs, her mewls escalating with each touch along her sensitive thighs, but her dying determination is about to reach its breaking point.

"Damn woman you are wet!" Natsu licks his lips slowly watching as her eyes follow every movement, "I bet you'll taste delicious…" With his mouth poised over the very essence of her sexuality, he looks up a final time with the cockiest of grins, his tongue perched and ready to play, "any last words?"

"I…" but Lucy shakes her head adamantly, damn it she wasn't gonna crack! Her breathing stills and eyes clamp shut in eager yet anxiety-ridden anticipation.

"Okay," he sits up and scoots himself off the bed.

"W-Wait!" Her eyes fly open. "What… Y-You can't just… Don't just leave me hanging!"

"I told you earlier, if I'm satisfied with your answers, then you'll get compensated. But you refused so no sweets for the sinner." Natsu picks up his boxers from the floor. "Too bad too," he gives his cock a few hand strokes, "bet you would have enjoyed this reward." Shrugging his shoulders, he moves to pull his boxers on.

"WAIT! Okay, Okay, yes it was me, I broke in here three times so far."

"Three?" cocking a brow, "I only knew of two."

"The first time, I just kinda," she blushes and turns her face away, "watched you sleep."

He sits back on the edge of the bed, "a burglar…" tiptoeing his fingers along the inseam of her leg, "and a peeping tom," when they reach her clit, he drags them across causing her to shudder, "I've lost track of all the counts against you."

"I'm sorry okay! I swear it wasn't me who burg'd those other places, I'm innocent of those. I only broke in here cause I wanted to have stuff of yours as a keepsake. Please Natsu…" her whimpered prose a sweet melody as she reaches with her toes to probe his thigh, "please?"

"Well I guess since you've complied with my terms," Natsu crawls back over Lucy, muzzling against her neck, "it's only fair that I honor the deal."

"Mmm," arching her body, "honor, integrity, and all that jazz," she purrs through the measured kisses along her nape. "But how bout losing the cuffs?"

He chuckles against her skin, "nice try."

"Worth a shot."

Resting more to his side, Natsu slides Lucy's leg up and over his waist to gain access as he continues ravaging her neck with love bites. Her succulent moans feeding his actions when he slips a couple of fingers into her entrance, pushing as deep as he can before curling them. She was still so slick her walls offered no resistance at first, only grabbing hold when he tried to remove them. "Natsu…" her body churns, hips grinding of their own volition in time with his pumping, she cries out when his thumb sweeps over her clit in a tag-teamed raid. Harder and harder he plunges his fingers through her channel, adding a third digit to the fray. This final assault staggers Lucy's vision with heated and dancing stars, her body contorting when the makings of her climax take firm hold. Again, his name is cried out to the world, reinforced in a continuous line of babble that only makes sense in her mind.

"My name sounds amazing," he removes his fingers as she comes down from the high, "coming from those lips of yours." Licking his fingers, "mmm, was right about being delicious too."

Lucy manages a smile as her heaving chest and racked body work hard to balance again, but Natsu gives her sensitive sex little reprieve before he's right back on top of her, fully vested and plunging his steeled cock into her pussy, swallowing her screams as expletives now replace his name. It only makes him grin wider. "Too much?" he teases.

"Noooo," is the only word he can make out from her gibberish.

He settles into a smooth repetition, grinding harshly against her center with an upward thrust at the end. His fingers groping her ass, coveting and lifting to help her meet his momentum. She twists against her bindings, chastising him, wanting so desperately to rake her nails down his back. "Natsu please undo…"

A crackling sound from a radio, "Central to 348, Hearfillia come back."

"Oh, hell no!" Natsu grits his teeth.

"Wasn't…. planning to…. So close…" she whimpers, "so fucking close again…" Picking up the speed, Natsu pumps faster and harder, practically bouncing her into the mattress. He can feel the walls clamping down around his cock…. "Natsuuuuu!" For the second time tonight, Lucy orgasms violently, body twisting and arching while he tries to keep her from bucking him off.

More crackling, "Central to 348, Heartfillia answer your damn radio!"

"I-It sounds urgent Natsu," she's still panting harshly, "I think I need to answer, untie me."

He growls, "But I ain't done yet! Fucking Fullbuster can wait!"

"Untie me Natsu, it's not like I'm leaving."

"No!"

"Central to 362, Dragneel where the hell is your partner?!"

"Screw him! We're off the damn clock!"

"Natsu come on just untie me so I can shut Gray up."

"Fuck him, that icy perverted bastard!"

"Central to 348, Heartfillia come back or I'll send a squad car!"

"See! Just fucking untie me Natsu!"

"Ugh!" he reaches up, undoing the knot. "Goddamn asshole, just hurry up."

Lucy crawls over and grabs the radio from her nightstand, "348 to central, keep your pants on Fullbuster, what do you want?"

"Central to 348, there was a report of Oracion activity down at the piers, Detective Dreyar is requesting you get down there as soon as possible."

"348 to central, I'll finish up what I'm doing and be on my way."

"Central to 348, any approximate eta?"

Natsu shakes his head at Lucy. "Um 348 to Central, no I can't give you that."

"Central to 348…." Pause. "Never mind I assume Dragneel is involved. Captain Makarov said just get down there ASAP."

Before Lucy can even put the radio back onto the nightstand, Natsu hauls her onto all fours and rams his cock back into her like a man on a serious mission causing her to shriek from the sudden impact. The radio clatters to the ground haphazardly beneath the bed. "Do you…" he impales the blonde sharply, driving over and over, "have any idea how much effort it took," gripping to her hip bones, "to maintain this erection for so long!"

"S-Sorry…" her laments mix with carnal mewls, "did I play the part t-too well?"

"Fuck yes!" Natsu growls, "But damn it if didn't just turn me the fuck on!" With unrelenting assaults, he plows into the blonde, rocking her senseless. Losing strength in her arms, Lucy drops forward, biting into a pillow and digging into the sheets to muffle the screams leaching from her mouth. "And we've been so damn busy with work, it's not like we get this chance often…." The swings in his hips start to grow erratic, "Oh, god it's coming…." gritting down, his voice changing octaves, "Luce…" he manages her nickname as the surges ripple through his frame, pulsing with each blast of seed into her. Natsu pumps his hips in a couple more jerkier attempts before pulling out and falling over spent and tired beside Lucy. "Fuck that was amazing…"

"Ugh…" Lucy whines, "I really don't wanna…"

A crackling sound breaks the din but it's coming from Natsu's radio only, with snickering in the background "this is Central to 348 and 362," and a hint of bemusement in the dispatcher's tone, "disregard the call for assistance, just check in with detective Dreyar in the morning. But by the way," they can hear whistling, cat-calls, and Natsu you stud type comments being yelled in the background, "you might wanna make sure you turn the answer button off next time."

The couple turn wide-eyed towards each other and Lucy clambers out of bed to shut her radio off. "Aww fuck!" Natsu runs his hand over his face, "Gray's never gonna let me live this down!"

"Just Gray!" she shrieks, "Hello! The whole damn department's gonna know by the morning!"

Original Headcanon was for Day 1 Playful: Wanting to spice things up in the bedroom, Lucy suggests roleplaying. She is the perp being frisked by Officer Natsu. He can use any equipment at his disposal (police baton, handcuffs, etc). it ends up with dispatch calling over the radio and that's how you find out their actually a couple.