I Should
I got preoccupied. While I'm watching Natsu as he helps in cleaning, my things filled my mind. I shifted my weight to my other feet. I should stop overthinking. If there's something between us right now, it's all about the agreement. Nothing more, nothing less.
It was already late when we wrapped up. I also learned that the kids are already in a dinner party inside the mall. After that, they went home to the headquarters of the foundation.
"Let's go?" Natsu asked after we finished cleaning.
I nodded and felt my stomach's protests.
I just remembered that we weren't able to eat because of the things we need to do earlier.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
I quickly nodded, "We should eat. I'm sure you're hungry too."
"Are you very hungry? I can cook for us if you want?" he grinned.
I couldn't read his expression. Is he joking or is he planning something? Despite my hesitation, I still nodded.
"I can wait if you really want to cook."
"You told me you hate dining in expensive restaurants so let's dine in my condo, then…"
His condo. This would be the first time that he'll bring me there, if ever. It's not against the rules but I really thought that this arrangement would mean that we're only for hotels.
"Okay, if you say so!" I chuckled at his eagerness and walked outside.
He followed me. So he really knows how to cook? What would he even cook? He liked pasta, so… maybe he'll cook pasta?
"You don't have a cook?" I asked in the middle of the ride.
"We have one in our home, Luce. I started cooking for myself when I moved, Zeref taught me."
"When did you move?" I asked, confused.
"Four years ago," he said, eyes still on the road.
"So you've been living alone for four years. Huh?" I stared at the road too.
Even he we haven't known each other that long, I already have an idea about Natsu's personality. If he doesn't want to talk about it, he averts his eyes. I am actually surprised that he didn't bother to pinpoint how off limit my question was. That's kind of a personal question.
I didn't ask him anymore. Instead, I turned to his stereo. His eyes went to his iTouch which is on his dashboard.
"May I?" I asked.
He grabbed it and typed his password before giving to me. I grinned and browse for his music. I saw how most of his songs are Alternative Rock. I clicked a song of a band I remember stanning back in college. I hummed and sang to the familiar tune of the song. I turned to him while singing the chorus. He glanced at me, smiled, and slowly shook his head.
"Yeah this is home!" I laughed when I saw the tall buildings in Sativus. "Why are you here? I thought we're going to your condo?"
"I live here too, Luce. You're not the only one who owns a unit here."
I stared at him blankly because of my shock. I didn't know that! All this time I thought we're far from each other!
I went out his car when we got to the basement. He turned to me after setting the car alarm.
"We're really near to each other…" I told him unconsciously.
He nodded and walked towards me, "Yup… Let's go."
He held my hand. I stared at out intertwined hands. I looked up to him. He avoided his eyes.
"Let's see if I can cook your favourite…"
I don't know what to think about first; our intertwined hands or his attempt to cook my favorite dish.
"No!" I said, laughing.
The corner of his lips rose after we boarded the elevator, "Why?"
"You don't know that!" I giggled. That's Fiorian food. I can't bring myself to think that he can when he's used in cooking and eating foreign food since it was Zeref who taught him. He's not even familiar with it!
"I am gonna try. You're not the one who going to cook. You should just be grateful!" his smile was devilish.
I lightly slapped his arm, "I am grateful! I just can't imagine you cooking a goulash!"
He opened his condo using a code and a key. The lights quickly opened as soon as we entered. I observed the white colored walls, accentuated with dark and brown furniture.
I grasp the material of his dark brown sofa. His carpet is color white while the marble floor is dark brown. Everything in his condo shouts wealth and discipline. All the doors, frames, and cabinets were dark brown.
"I didn't know you're so neat?" I couldn't stop myself from asking.
I was expecting the typical bachelor's pad. The design is very bachelor-like but it was missing the dirt and trashes on the floor that usually accentuates a bachelor's pad.
He smirked, "Imagine having two military generals in your family, Luce. Not being neat will get me killed." He switched the flatscreen tv on and placed the remote on the coffee table.
"I'll just change and then I'll cook," he turned to me and grabbed my bag.
He put it on the coffee table. His eyes went down to my heels.
"Feel at home."
I nodded and smiled, "Okay. Thanks!"
He went inside a room that I think is his. I surveyed his condo again. It's bigger than mine. Thrice bigger, I think. Well, daddy and mommy gave it to me for my own house while Natsu's condo is the fruit of his business.
He's wearing a white vneck tshirt and khaki shorts when he went to the kitchen. Although I want to see him cook a goulash, I agreed to his suggestion for me to stay in the sofa. What happened earlier drained me so I laid down on the sofa and watched a movie.
A few minutes passed and I smelled the familiar scent of the goulash. My stomach just protested more. I stood up and went to him.
I grinned when I saw him with his hand on his hips while tasting the sauce of my favourite. I'm barefooted so my walk towards the dining table was rather quick.
Natsu's head craned when he saw me without slippers on. He took his black slipper and placed it beside my seat.
"It looks good!"
"Wear my slippers," he ignored me.
I stared at the pair of slippers. I pouted. I always go barefooted in my own condo, though.
"Don't you have spare slippers?" Probably for your girls who visit you here?
He shook his head, "I can walk barefoot. Just wear my slippers," he said.
"No, I'm fine," I said. I curled my feet on the chair's legs.
He sighed. I looked at him. Even when he's just wearing a t shirt and a khaki shorts, he's still breathtakingly handsome. Damn, this man could even seduce a plate. He pulled out a chair and sat in front of me. He raised an eyebrow. My throat dried.
"Try it,"
He grabbed a small bowl and filled it with the goulash and some beef. I bit my lip. Crap! I'm hungry and at the same time amazed by him!
"Hmm, let's see!"
He put the bowl in front of me and grabbed another one for him.
I held the fork as I took a taste of the sauce. I closed my eyes when I taste the rich flavor of the meat and other ingredients in the goulash.
"Not bad!" I laughed.
It's true. It made me think if this was his first time cooking it.
"Try the meat. It's tender."
Natsu scooped a chunk of meat which is bigger than the others and placed it on my plate. He sliced it in just one try. I bit my lip. It just made me hungrier.
"That's good!" I said while scooping rice for my plate.
Our conversation revolved around the goulash while we're having dinner. I learned that he tried cooking it the day before yesterday. He got curious so he tried and now he's making me eat my facourite food.
What he did made me want to learn how to cook it. It's embarrassing that he mastered it in just two tries while I'm just depending on Sting to eat this before.
"Do you clean your own condo?"
He shook his head, "I have a cleaner. One of our maids in our house goes here to clean from time to time."
I nodded. That explains why it's so clean even if he's the only one living here.
I drank the wine in front. I watched him eat the goulash. It looks like he also liked it, like me.
"Do you usually bring girls here?" I asked.
I wonder how many girls did he cooked for already. His eyes went up to me. His jaw tensed. Has Touka been here? I don't need to ask that! Of course!
"I don't bring girls to my condo."
I shook my shoulders. I don't believe him. I wonder how many times he had said that to different girls that have been here before. I didn't voice it out. That's a very emotional remark and I don't need it.
My eyes met his. His jaw was clenched and his eyes deep and hard.
I nodded and looked at his lips. He took a sip on his wine before I decided to speak again.
"So where do you bring them before?" I asked.
"To hotels."
Like me, huh? But why am I here? "You mean, you don't bring them here? Even to eat, like this?"
Natsu shook his head, eyes staring intensely at me.
"What about Touka? Do you bring her here too?" Oops!
He sighed. I saw the pain which crossed his eyes. He doesn't want to talk about this and I know I've made a mistake asking that, "Lucy, Touka is a personal question. I told you to refrain from asking me personal – "
I didn't let him finish. My heart hurts while he's saying those words so instead of listening to what he's going to say, I stood up and sat in his lap. I started kissing him in his lips.
"What are you… doing?" he asked when I aggressively initiated it.
I grabbed his neck to push myself closer to him. I shifted on his lap and a loud and fluent curse echoed in the kitchen.
In between my thighs, I could feel him slowly starting to stand. I slowly grind into him, brushing me against his almost hard on!
"Luce, we're here to eat! I didn't bring you here to – "
I shut him up. I bit his lower lip and slowly sucked it. He moaned.
This is my only way for him to forget my question earlier which is too personal. I'm sorry, I got carried away. It won't happen again. This is all body and I shouldn't care for other things than what we have physically.
"Fucking shit, Lucy!" he shouted when I grinded mine to his faster.
His hard on is in full blast now. He stood up and tightly gripped my thighs for support. I know it'll bruise but that's fine. I don't want gentle. I encircled my hands above his shoulders.
"Luce, please I didn't bring you…"
I felt the heat of his body as I pushed myself closer to him. His cock is rubbing on my butt as I humped while he's carrying me. The peaks of my breasts are already hard too.
He opened the door of his room and dropped me to bed. I grasp the hem of his shirt tightly. I want him to remove it! He stared at me, I saw how his eyes became clouded with lust.
When I was about to remove his shirt, my phone loudly rang. I ignored it and continued on tugging his clothes.
"Someone's calling," Natsu said and held my hand to remove its grasp from his shirt.
"Don't…"
Before I could finish, he already went to the sofa to get my phone. I sat in his bet while waiting for him to return. When he came back, my loud phone is already in his hands.
"It's your mom," while showing me the screen.
How I want to just ignore the call. I sighed, I can feel the raw liquid heat in between my thighs. I want him now!
I grabbed my phone and closed my eyes before answering it.
"Mom…" I greeted.
"Lucy! How are you, darling?" I heard mommy's soft voice.
"I-I'm fine, mom."
Natsu sat beside me. He's looking at me while his hands are crumpling his face.
"Are you somewhere? Did you go to the ConFAP's event?"
"Yes, mom. It just ended."
"Good, then. Well, as you can see, Ashley's exhibit is this coming Monday. We just finished with the preparations. Would you like to see it? You might have opinion for the venue and the foods to be served."
"Where and when, mom?"
"Tonight. I called Sting to pick you up so you two can oversee it."
My eyes widened. I feel like drenched in cold water, "I'm not in my condo, mom"
"What? I though you'd be at your condo so I told him to come there."
I almost cursed. Why do I even have to go with Sting?
"I can go there alone – "
"But darling, it's embarrassing. I interrupted Sting's meeting to rush in your condo for this. Please?" mommy sweetly said.
"Fine…" I sighed, "I'll be in my condo. Just tell him to wait for me in the hall."
"Thank you, darling. Your sister will be glad!"
I cut the call and forcefully closed my eyes. I almost threw my phone to the wall. I'm not even sure if I should tell Natsu about it…
"Is it about the exhibit?" he asked.
I nodded, "She wants me to check the venue."
"Hmm… Now?"
I nodded again. I couldn't look at him. Why do I need to hide this from him again? There's nothing about it. Natsu's just here for the arrangement, right? I'm so fucking stupid!
"I can bring you there? Where is it?"
I shook my head and looked at him, "Mommy told Sting to fetch me in my condo, she wants the two of us to go…"
He stared at me blankly, unable to speak. I'm not even sure it that's normal.
"You should go now, then," he said with coldness in his voice.
I swallowed the bile in my throat, "Yes. I should."
