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"N-Natsu," Lucy gasped as she felt his fingers push into her again, mind hazy with overloaded senses.
"What is it, princess?" He grinned against her skin, softly kissing along her inner thigh as she twitched into his palm.
"Please…" She whined breathlessly, back arching with a moan as he pressed into one of her most sensitive spots.
"You know you have to tell me what you want," He hummed, pulling away to stare into her watering eyes and flushed cheeks. "Be a good girl and ask me."
Lucy felt her mind slipping into near insanity as he teased her again, pulling his fingers out to rub around her hardened clit. This had been going on for what felt like hours, his torture of working her close to the edge, only to pull away at the last second with a sharp smirk.
It may have been strange, but Lucy loved it when he manipulated her like this. He was so much different when they were with friends, goofy and distracted by fights one minute, releasing this primal and dominant side the next.
She was his princess and he was her…well…daddy… A nickname she would never admit to calling him; Gray and Cana would surely have a field day.
He was hot and giving, he spoiled her to no end, always made sure she was happy, and in turn, she made sure he was satisfied. Her stomach melted and tied into thick knots the first time he whispered into her ear how she was such a good girl, how he praised her for listening to what he wanted. She was quickly putty in his hands by then, anything to feel the tingle of heat in her cheeks again in response of receiving praise so lewedly.
His nickname unconciously spilled from her lips soon after that, as he had her bent over and showing off just how wet she'd gotten from a kiss. With wanton eyes and a breathy voice, as his hand came down on her ass, she moaned for him, a game changer.
Natsu liked that nickname, he really liked it. He vaguely remembered Cana teaching him something about this when they were growing up, something that definitely had to do with nicknames. He called Lucy his princess, because she was. He liked being able to give her trinkets and buy her clothes when he ruined outfits with fire. When he called her his good girl, she would light up and cling to him, it was really cute.
But when Lucy begged him with dirty eyes and wet lips, kissing down his body as her hand gripped his length, tongue teasing his tip and mouth drooling over his cock; "Fuck me, daddy,"; he couldn't resist.
"I'm—I'm about t-to!" Her heart hammered wildly as he denied her another climax, wickedly licking his fingers of her sticky substance, sitting up for her to eye the tight tent he had in his pants.
"You know the rules," He chuckled, lifting the weak girl into his arms and kissing her delicately on the forehead. "I can't let you come when you're not being honest."
Lucy dizzingly swallowed his tongue as he kissed her, sharing the flavor of her honey that overwhelmed her with its strong taste. He parted too quickly again, the blonde whining as she fell against his chest.
"I…I want…please—fuck me already," She panted with begging eyes, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as she sat to her knees and bucked her hips slightly over his boner. "Please, daddy…I want you,"
"What a good girl," He grinned, unclasping his belt and tossing it to the floor before unbuttoning his pants. "Did you really want me that bad?"
"Y-Yes, daddy," She offered him a kiss as he slipped into her, chest pressing against his as he hit the back of her slick folds. Lucy whined as he refused to move, taking her chin between his fingers as he licked his lips.
"Now, tell me how you want it,"