She couldn't move backwards, his wing was behind her, it appeared he didn't know what he was doing. She glanced down at the cat on their laps, and moved her eyes back up to meet his onyx ones. He didn't look like he didn't like having her close, but she also thought it didn't look like he did either. His eyes glanced down to the cat on their legs, and back to her eyes, waiting for an answer, his brows furrowed in confusion, and she then realized she hadn't said anything. She briefly wondered what a witch-elf-dragon child would be, but upon the thought appearing on her mind for that brief moment, she decided she wouldn't think about it. He was a dragon, after all. Her mouth opened, and it caught the warmth he was emitting.
"Your wing," she stated, glancing off into the room, "kept poking my shoulder."
She didn't notice his eyes widen, but she heard a faint, "oh." and looked to meet his eyes, she felt the wing spread away from her, his face looking off at the dog messing around on the table, "sorry bout that."
"No, it's fine, I should have just gotten up," she pointed to the cat still on their legs, "do you think you could move him?"
Natsu looked over at her, before looking at Happy, "Hey, Happy." he said, causing the head to lift, "Lucy's gonna make us food, so you gotta get off her." The cat meowed, stretching his paws, before walking back to Natsu's lap, and sitting on it to face him, Natsu laughed, "You got that right, Happy!"
Lucy rose from the couch, slightly missing the warmth dragons emit, and made her way to the cool area she called her kitchen. She should probably look through her spell book to find some way to hear what that cat was saying, she hated being left out. She glanced behind her, noticing Natsu's cheerful laughter, as his fangs caught her attention. Were they sharp? Natsu's head bent back down to talk with the cat, or make up some insane joke, and his horns were clearly visible to her. Were they as smooth as his scales? His hair covered them again as he tilted his head to the side, and made a funny face. Were those locks soft?
The thoughts kept coming to her even after she placed the plates of fish, much to her displeasure, again, on the table. Natsu thanked her greatly, before smacking a blue cat's paw away from the food, "No, that's mine!" he stated, "Here, let me roast yours." he picked up the cat's fish and blew a light breath of fire on it. He started laughing as the cat began scratching at him, luckily not drawing any blood.
As his laughter peaked, Lucy brought a hand out and leaned over the table. His smile caught her attention and his sharp teeth, and split tongue crossed her mind, as her other hand joined her. His eyes closed as he laughed at the cat still pawing at him, but they opened soon after. His teeth were so white, she noticed, and his tongue was quite red. He looked overly healthy, to say the least. His other teeth also had some extra sharpness to them, though they weren't very noticeable, his fangs covering them up well.
She pushed his lip upward to see his gums, with both thumbs, before running a finger over the sharpness of his teeth. His tongue moved as he tried to say something, and she glanced up from his mouth to his eyes. Their dragon nature seemed to intrigue her, as they met her chocolate orbs. She looked at each one of them, noticing his pink brows furrow, though not paying it any mind. Even for a beastly elf, seeing as she lied saying he was one, the slits for pupils weren't really common, if they did exist. She knew after explaining to their awful lord that he could probably put two and two together. One of her hands let go of his lips, as she lifted it up to his horns, wanting to feel its texture.
His tongue touched her fingers, and she brought her hands back to herself, sat back down, and looked into his eyes accusingly, though he held a confused, and irritated look on his face, "Why the hell did you do that?" he said, grabbing his mug of water, and gulping it down.
"Do what?" she asked, before taking a bite of her food.
"Don't play stupid with me, Luce," he replied, laying the mug onto the table, "You were holding my mouth open, I couldn't talk."
"Oh," Lucy blushed, "it's no big deal, I was curious, that's all."
"About my mouth?" Natsu asked, pointing to his face.
"Well, yeah," Lucy answered, glancing at the slightly parted lips.
"Why are you so interested in my mouth, I don't go grabbing at your lips." Natsu stated, with a huff.
"Yeah, that would be rude!" Lucy defended herself, crossing her arms.
"And forcing my mouth open, and my lips apart isn't?"
"I wasn't just interested in your mouth, okay, don't get weird ideas."
"What then? My eyes, you were staring at them for a while. My horns? You were reaching up to touch them."
"Of course I would, you're a dragon, and an extinct being, I have a right to be curious."
"But not to touch me!" Natsu stated, shoving his hands out, and gesturing them to himself.
"Fine," Lucy pouted, "but it isn't everyday that a beast with sharp teeth, split tongue, snake eyes, and horns comes about."
"So it's cause I'm different?" Natsu asked, his voice not raising, not lowering, it didn't sound hurt, or ashamed, it wasn't defensive, or accusatory.
"You are a dragon who can turn himself into a human." Lucy gestured her hand to him.
"And, you're a witch!" Natsu replied, "Next time, at least ask before you put your fingers all over my mouth, or cover your hands with food or something so it doesn't taste gross."
"You didn't have to lick my fingers." Lucy replied, wiping her hands on her skirt.
"Even if I didn't, your hands were in my mouth, I can still taste your germs on my teeth," he leaned an elbow against the table, as he rested his cheek in his hand looking away from her, while running his tongue over his white teeth.
"I have a right to be curious about a creature staying in my living quarters, such as Happy," she gestured to the blue cat, "why is he blue anyway?"
Natsu slid his eyes to look at her, then down at Happy, "He said it's cause he's a cat, no questions needed."
"And I have Plue, he's a dog my mother summoned from the celestial realm, luckily he wasn't sealed." she ran her fingers in the white dog's fur.
"I thought he was a fish," Natsu huffed, looking away from her.
"He's not!" Lucy replied, before sighing, "So I have a right to be curious about a giant red beast that can turn himself into a human form, that is also living in my cottage!"
Natsu sighed, "I know I'm a giant red beast, and I'm living in your stupid home, but that doesn't give you a right to run your fingers in my mouth."
"If you ever go out in public," Lucy began, "Don't open your mouth."
"What?" Natsu turned his head to look at her, dropping his hand in the process, "You can't tell me what to do!"
Lucy smiled, and looked over to her pot, "I've been thinking about that, actually."
Natsu followed her gaze, "Dragons don't taste good."
She glared at him, "And why would I eat a dragon?" she asked, before standing and making her way around the table, "you're the last known one of your kind, I wouldn't want an entire species to just die out like that."
"I'm not the last one of my kind, Luce." Natsu frowned, scooching away from her.
She sighed, and looked down at her lap, before turning her gaze to his red scaled wings, "Well, as if now you are," she started, as she lightly gripped one of his wings, and ran her fingers over its scales, "but still, I'm sorry for yelling at you like that."
Natsu turned his head to look at her, before pulling his wing from her grasp. Her hands lingered in the air for a little while before dropping, along with her head. He rubbed his forehead, and leaned back on his free hand, "It's not a big deal, don't make it out to be."
"I don't know why," she started, before turning her head to face him, quickly, and rising on her knees, "But it's a big deal to me!"
Natsu dropped his hand as he stared at her, "but it really isn't a big deal."
Lucy sighed, and got up, "You're being really stubborn," she turned and made her way to her pot, as she flipped through one of her books, "are all dragons like you?"
"What?" Natsu asked, before shaking his head, and laughing, "Nope! Gajeel wishes he was like me, but I can still beat him in a fight!"
"I see," Lucy replied, before finding the spell, or potion, she was looking for, she rummaged around for the needed ingredients. "Whose Gajeel?"
"Gajeel's one of my friends, though I haven't seen him or Wendy in a little while, I hope they're doing all right." Natsu replied.
Lucy plucked one of her one blond hairs out, "Can they turn into humans like you, too?"
"I don't know, never asked." Natsu answered, "Why'd you pull your hair?"
She turned around and made her way back to him, "Could Igneel turn into a human?" she crouched in front of him.
"No, he couldn't, but, he's amazing!" Natsu replied, "I can't wait till I meet him aga-ow! Why'd you pull my hair?"
Lucy stood up, "But you haven't seen him in seven years, aren't you a little scared about meeting him again?" she made her way back to her pot, and dropped both of the hairs into its contents.
"No, why should I be? He's my father." Natsu answered, "What are you making anyway?"
"So, you don't have any worries about what could have happened over seven years?" Lucy asked, as she let the mixture boil.
"No." Natsu answered, before jumping to his feet, "Are you ignoring my questions?"
"How many days are in a dragon year?" Lucy asked.
"What? Why'd you ask that? It's the same as yours. Three-hundred-sixty…" he froze, "How many days are in a year?"
"Three-hundred-sixty-five." Lucy answered.
"Three-hundred-sixty-five days are in each year then." Natsu answered, "But seriously, why aren't you answering my questions?"
"Don't leave that area you are permitted to be in." Lucy announced, though she was focused more on what she was making.
"I wasn't." Natsu pouted, plopping himself on the couch, cross-legged. Happy jumped into the bed he created with his legs, and curled up.
"You know," Lucy said, turning around, letting the steam fill the room, "I really don't know all that much about you."
"And I don't know much about you either." Natsu replied, "I know you're a witch, you don't believe dragons are still around, and you don't like to answer my questions, it's annoying."
"But all I know about you is that your some eighteen year old dragon-human creature-"
"I'm a dragon." Natsu corrected.
"Dragon-" Lucy continued, "that suddenly appeared, though dragons have been extinct for eons."
"Dragons aren't extinct, that's all there is to it." Natsu replied.
"Have you met another dragon?"
"Igneel raised me." Natsu answered, folding his arms, "That smoke is covering the ceiling."
Lucy looked up, then looked behind her, "Yeah, it's supposed to."
"What type of soup are you making?" Natsu asked, "It smells weird."
"No it doesn't!" Lucy defended herself, "and it's a tea."
"A tea?" Natsu asked, "Doesn't smell like it'd taste good."
"Well, too bad, it's done anyway."
"I don't want any."
Lucy glared at him, "Fine, I wasn't gonna pour you a glass anyway." she grabbed a clay cup and poured herself a decent amount of the tea, before coming to sit down next to him.
"Why'd you have to bring it over here!" Natsu stated, beginning to push himself away from her, before remembering Happy was in his lap.
"It doesn't even smell bad," Lucy stated, frowning, "Well, I have to drink it, if I'm gonna do it."
"Do what?" Natsu asked.
She looked over at him, before forcing the tea into her mouth. With her cheeks full of the liquid, she grabbed Natsu's face, and turned him to face her. She stared at him, her brows furrowed, before closing them tightly, and leaning forward at the same speed.