Happy stares at me nervously, his wings continue to flap behind his back despite the fact he is now seated on the armchair. I don't like that he feels nervous around me, he is my best buddy, and it hurts to see him act like this.
"Why are you so nervous little buddy?" I ask, as calmly as I can manage. Ever since this Dragon made its presence felt, I have constantly felt like I am walking a tightrope, one false move and my anger would explode. The Exceed watches me as I move around the room to grab at my scarf, wrapping it snugly around my neck, its presence soothes me and the tension from my shoulder's floats away.
The little blue fuzzball clears his throat, "well, I didn't know if you were gonna try and attack me or something," he shrugs, "you weren't in a particularly good mood the last time I saw you, and you did try to blast poor Wendy!" Happy is never one to hold back from what is on his mind, I smile despite myself, glad that he is still being as honest as ever.
"Yeah…I know, and I am sorry about that. Did Porlyuscia explain what is happening?" I sheepishly ask, hoping against hopes that I do not need to have this conversation myself, I really don't know how to explain it properly, and Lucy will kill me if I wake her so soon. Absently rubbing the back of my neck, I sit cross legged on the floor before Happy.
"Hmmpfh," is the only response from the cat, my head cocks at the dismissive noise. Happy glares at me, our eyes level from my seat on the floor, "I told you, dummy! How many times did I say you guys loooove each other?" his wings lift him from the chair as he flaps angrily at me and I look away, a blush creeping up my neck. "Anyway, yes Porlyuscia did explain it all to us. Wendy seems mostly confused, but she says she forgives you…not that I think you deserve it," he adds harshly.
A slow ache is building in my temples, rubbing at the growing pain I murmur, "you're right Happy, I don't deserve Wendy's forgiveness, not yet. I'll make it up to her, I promise, and you too buddy." This seems to settle the Exceed, his small body finally relaxes as he looks around the familiar room with a curious expression.
"Why does it smell so different in here? Did you guys have an indoor campfire or something? You know that is super irresponsible, and hey did you have strawberry marshmallows, that's not fair! I want some too," Happy wails at me, he doesn't seem to recognise my deep cringe as I realise, he is probably scenting our intimate activities. Standing quickly, I move to open all the windows, letting in the warm summer breeze to blow away some of the smell. I hadn't even noticed it, the scent was permeating my entire body and mind, it wasn't until the wafts of summer air filled my nose that I could tell how heavy our combined perfume hung in the air of the small apartment.
Clapping my hands together to stop the continuing tirade of the injustices against the little cat, I grumble, "so, what's this message from the old hag about?" Happy frowns at the clear ire in my voice at the mention of the pink haired older woman, but a treacherous giggle erupts from him after a beat.
"She is a hag, isn't she? She was so mean to me and Carla," he pouts as he clearly thinks back to an earlier conversation. "Well, she said to tell you that you and Lucy are to stay away from Fairy Tail until this is over. Makarov has been informed of the situation, and he has put the two of you on indefinite leave of duties for the time being. Porlyuscia also said that Master Makarov nearly hit the roof when he found out, and that he would give you both one of his harshest punishments if you were caught near the guildhall." Both Happy and I shudder at the mention of a punishment from the Master, the old geezer is fiendish when he wants to be.
"I'm to stay with Wendy and Carla for now," he continues, Happy looks at me sadly, and my heart tugs as I know this has been the first time we have been apart for so long. The sad look doesn't last longer than a second, he visibly brightens again, "but that means more time with Carla, so I can't really complain. Unlike you, Wendy always has a good supply of fishies for me!" He couldn't help getting that dig in, mangy cat…
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Awoken by the ever-growing sound of male bickering, I groan sluggishly and slowly lift myself up on the bed, a thick blanket slips off my body, and I hazily remember Natsu pulling it over me as I fell asleep. On that thought my eyes spring open, those whispered words coming back to haunt me, "I love you Lucy." Did Natsu really say that, or was it simply my overactive imagination? Now isn't the time to ponder on it, I want to see Happy and find out what has been going on.
My thighs quiver with every measured step I take, I wasn't serious about not being able to walk for a week, but clearly Natsu took it to heart. I opt to quickly slip into the most unflattering outfit I can find as payback for the aching body, a pair of loose grey sweatpants that bag on my hips and legs, and a discarded hooded top that I find balled in the back of my wardrobe. Holding the white top aloft, I can't recall ever owning this, but it must be mine if it's in here. I shrug it on, forgetting about a bra as the top is roomy enough to more than cover my large chest. I pull my hair into a high ponytail and give my reflection a quick glance in the large mirror in the corner of the room, I look…radiant. So not the look I was going for, yet there is an obvious glow to my skin, my eyes appear to sparkle, and my lips look plump and inviting even to my eye.
Scowling at the reflection, I attempt to storm from the room, the muscles in my legs have other ideas and my storming becomes more of a timid shuffle, further darkening my mood. Natsu and Happy turn towards me as I appear, their faces which had both looked so happy and bright on first sight, turned dark as they took me in. Happy frowned in obvious confusion, "why do you look so grumpy Lucy?" he asked, Happy was never one to keep his trap shut. As I searched for an adequate answer, one that wouldn't have me biting the cat's head off, I watched as a deep frown set upon Natsu's face, his head tipping up as if trying to scent something.
"Ask your damn friend," I grumble back to Happy, Natsu caused this so he should be the one to answer. Happy's gaze swung expectantly to the Dragon Slayer, but he was still frowning, and slowly inching towards me with his black eyes burning with some strange emotion. It was unnerving to watch, as he reached me, he gave a shake of his head and I was met with his infamous toothy grin. His body relaxing as he pulled me to sit in his lap, my own confusion grew as I tried to process what had caused that momentary dark look to take over him.
Natsu chuckled merrily, his chin resting atop my head as he spoke, "Lucy is just mad cause she asked me to do something, and now she is regretting it, ain't that right princess?", his fingers begun to prod into my sides, tickling me mercilessly as I wriggled for freedom. As I fought the laughter bubbling from me, Happy's face only added to my amusement as his gaze darted over us, clearly disturbed by our intimate position and action.
The tickling stopped abruptly, I could feel Natsu stiffen beneath me, his head dipped to my neck as his strong hands held me tightly around the shoulder, "what are you doing?" I cried out, he was sniffing at me and a rumble was resonating in his chest, the vibration so strong that my own body shook with it. Then it stopped, "what the hell was going on?"
"Princess?" Happy yelped, "are you Virgo now? It sounds so icky, you two are making me queasy!" I couldn't help the massive eye roll, yet I could understand Happy's uneasiness. It couldn't be easy for him to be around us, what with our newfound desires now out for the world to see.
The next thirty minutes were spent in familiar chatter, Happy brought me up to speed with what was going on and he giddily reiterated Master Makarov's threat, his smile was so menacing as I shivered at the prospect.
Natsu had remained uncharacteristically quiet, he would throw in a word or two occasionally, but only if one of us practically dragged it out of him. From my position, I couldn't easily look into his face and I was growing anxious, his fingers would every now and then still from their gentle stroking of my sides, the grip tightening before finally relaxing again. Something was wrong, but I had no idea what, and I don't think Natsu knew either.
As the sun set, casting long shadows into the room, Happy stretched his little arms above his head and let out a long yawn. "Time for me to get going, I wonder if I should find some pretty flowers to take to Carla?" the cat thought out loud as he flew to the door. My eyes popped open in surprise, I can barely remember the last time that either Natsu or Happy had exited my apartment through the door, they tended to favour jumping out my bedroom window. Happy chuckled, saluting us both as he pulled the door closed after him.
A heavy silence fell over the room, Natsu's breathing was deep, and his fingers had again tensed on my waist this time. "Somethings not right," he mumbled quietly, as his fingers relaxed once again, I took the opportunity to shift my position. As I moved to sit opposite him on the floor, his head lifted and I could see he was again scenting the air, his eyes narrowing on my upper body with deadly precision. A sharp gasp left my mouth, his pupils contracted suddenly as he appeared inches from my face, "is this your top Lucy?" he asked, his voice was laced with horrid malice, his lips twisting into an angry snarl. His fingers clutched at the material, lowering his nose, and inhaling deeply.
My mind scrambles, is this top mine? Surely it is, it was in my wardrobe after all, but a creeping doubt is nagging at me. "Uh, I'm not sure. It was in my wardrobe, but if I'm honest, I don't recognise it." I manage not to stumble over my words, my eyes never leaving the now furious Dragon Slayer's face. "What's wrong with it? Does it smell bad?" I lift my arm to sniff at the fabric, it doesn't smell of anything to me and my brow scrunches in confusion.
A low growl has me pressing my back against the sofa, Natsu practically crawls over me as I attempt to move away, one single word rips from lips and I instantly understand his anger, "Gray…" A long-forgotten memory floats to the surface of my mind, a mission being finished and an exhausted trio of mages crashing out in my apartment rather than heading to their own homes; Natsu, Erza and Gray. "Shit!"
I must have thrown Gray's discarded top into my wardrobe during one of my lacklustre cleaning sessions, it has been in there for years now, no wonder I didn't recognise it.
Hastily I grab Natsu's face in my near trembling hands, he hisses but doesn't move away. "Listen to me, you remember that time we got back to town from fighting that pack of Vulcan that had taken over a little village not far from here?" I whisper urgently, waiting for his response. Natsu's give one quick nod, "we were all exhausted from the fight, remember? It was you, me, Happy, Erza and Gray. It was so late, and you suggested that everyone crash at my apartment as it was the closest." I emphasise the 'you', forcing him to remember that it had been his idea at the time, my eyes scanning his face, the frown on his brow deepening, but the fierceness in his eyes beginning to ebb away.
"He must have left it behind, and I threw it into something to make the room look tidier, nothing more and nothing less." My thumb glides over his lips as he watches me intently, I have nothing to hide, and he knows it.
Without warning, Natsu grabs the hem of the top and pulls it over my head, his actions so swift I could barely follow the movements. One second I am nose to nose with him, the next I am naked from the waist up and Natsu has the offending garment clutched tightly in his fist. I raise my arms to cover myself up, watching on as Natsu's entire arm becomes engulfed in intense flames, I can feel their heat from here and a pang of desire thrums to life in my stomach. The top catches alight instantly and is no more than a pile of soot on the floor in mere seconds.
Natsu drags in a deep breath, his gaze still seems angry, but it also looks like he is trying to fight something. His eyes soften as I lift myself from the floor and walk towards him, "he is so angry Lucy. I'm scared he'll…" he whimpers, taking one step back from me.
I refuse to fear this Dragon, I know in my heart and soul that Natsu would never hurt me, and I believe that this beast of a Dragon would not hurt his mate. "Sssh now, it'll be ok," I soothe the shaking Salamander, I've pressed him into the wall, my body longs for his embrace and he finally wraps his arms around me, and I release the breath I had been holding. My hands snake around his neck, standing on tippy toes, I gaze lovingly into his eyes, "now listen here Dragon, you aren't going to hurt your precious mate, are you? Stop this temper tantrum right this instant."
A sharp pain lances my mind, a snarl sounding in my skull, "you smell like that Ice Mage, I despise it!" Natsu stiffens as he also hears the voice, he attempts to remove me from him and move away and I simply will not allow it. I will not allow for either of us to be pushed around by this arrogant creature.
"I'm sure Natsu is more than capable of covering me with his own scent, so go back to your hiding place and stay there," my words are more confident than I feel, a warm chuckle causes my body to quiver, and I feel the Dragon's presence slip away.
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Lucy's words are enough to heat my blood to boiling point, my fear of what the Dragon could have done to her is gone in an instant. She is right, he wouldn't hurt his mate, he simply does not wish to share, and I more than agree with him on that.
Now that I have identified Gray's scent, it has only intensified the smell in my head, to my delicate nose, Lucy may as well have rubbed herself all over his body. That thought only has been scowling in anger, I need to destroy it before it destroys me.
With one quick move, I hastily press Lucy to the wall I had been against, with her facing away from me. Her eyes peeks at me as she twists to the side, I grip both her wrists in one hand and hold them tightly behind her back. My mouth finds her ear, "the way I am feeling right now, I can't promise this will gentle." Her backside juts out to press against my groin, her answering whimper has me clamping my teeth on her neck.
"I don't want gentle, Natsu. I can't bear to have another man's scent on me, even if I can't detect it, even if he is a friend," she purrs lowly, squirming as I continue to suck on her skin. There is one spot on the juncture of her neck and shoulder, every time I have touched it Lucy almost comes apart in my arms, my mouth zeroes in on it, and I attack it fiercely. As expected, Lucy's knees tremble as I abuse the flesh, my teeth are harsher than ever before as I place a deep bruise on the spot, blowing on it and watching the ripple of pleasure spread through her.
"So, you want it rough huh? My princess wants me to cover her in my scent, mark her skin with my mouth, is that right?" I demand, giving one tug on her captured wrists, Lucy whimpers as she tries to press her thighs together. My knee slides between her legs to stop her, "be a good girl and put your hands on the wall and don't you dare move them." I growl out, releasing her wrists and watching in satisfaction as her hands move shakily to either side of her head on the wall.
I tug my pants off, kicking them across the room in my haste to free my straining erection. My hands grip Lucy's breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers before hastily moving on, I need to touch every inch of her body before I combust. An idea springs to mind, and I smile wickedly at the thought.
Lucy's loose sweatpants are removed in quick succession, the material pooling around her ankles before I lift each of her feet in turn to get rid of them. I can't stop myself from pressing my hand through her slightly parted legs and splaying it over her entire core, with a heated moan I growl, "this is mine, understood?"
An eager nodding is all the response I get, and I'm not nearly satisfied, "say it Lucy. Say your pussy is mine!" I command, as I stand to my full height, my hand gives a light smack on her right butt cheek, testing the waters.
A strangled cry escapes Lucy, my hand rubs over the spot I hit, soothing away any sting from the smack, I watch as she swallows then opens her mouth to speak, "My pussy is yours Natsu, now and always." The heated words are like wildfire to my still growing cock, making me throw my head back in sheer ecstasy.
I uncoil my scarf from my neck, taking the long material I wrap one end around Lucy's slender throat whilst I slide the length of it down her body. Making sure to cover every inch of her flawless body with the fabric, I pinch at her nipples through it, then gripping her hips as I grind my erection on her ass. Finally, I tug the scarf through her parted legs, lifting it so that it rubs harshly on her now glistening slit. With every movement, Lucy writhes and pants, her pulse point is jumping erratically, and I want to devour her.
My rigid body traps her against the wall, my nose running down her neck, over her back and down to her shapely legs. There is no trace left of the other smell, I refuse to speak his name, even in my mind, not wanting to sour my own mood. My nails scrape at her skin as I return to standing, my lips are nothing but harsh on the delicate skin of her neck and the sounds of Lucy's moans is enough to break me.
Without any warning, I press fully into Lucy's eager heat, and I hungrily swallow her moans as my lips finally meet hers in a heated battle. My pace is rough, fingers tightly gripping her hips as I slam into her over and over, her head tipped back in apparent bliss. It excites me further as her fingers scrabble against the wall, looking for purchase as I pound into her, the sound of skin slapping in the room is intoxicating.
I lose myself inside this beautiful girl, my mate, my partner, my lover. The raw edges of my lust have smoothed away, Lucy's more than welcoming body soothing my aching soul as she continues to pull me deeper into her with every thrust.
Withdrawing from her, Lucy growls in heated frustration, making me chuckle deeply. I nuzzle her neck before picking her up and carrying her to the sofa. I want to see her face so desperately, "I need to see you as I take you," I whisper, my voice still deep and rough, and Lucy smiles in understanding. Now that we are face to face, Lucy lifts her hips and positions me beneath her so she can slowly slide on to my awaiting shaft.
This position is so much more intimate, her face is inches from mine, and I can feel the searing heat of her skin heating my own. Lucy finds a rhythm of her own, her hips moving to a silent beat that has us both panting in seconds. Our lips meet in a soft kiss, my eyes refuse to close as I take in every little scrunch of her nose, every flutter of her eyelids as she rides me.
Her release is closing in, her movements have become more impatient, and I place my hands on her hips pinning her in place. My own hips thrust hurriedly upwards, hitting her sweet spot full force and the feeling of her walls clamping around me makes me hiss in a breath. Lucy spirals into an orgasm, screaming my name for all of Magnolia to hear. Her release forces my own, her heat milks me of everything I have and continues to spasm around me as we both attempt to catch our breaths.
Lucy's expression is so full of love and nurture as she strokes my cheek, my eyes gaze at her with such love and intensity, my mouth opens and I whisper to the blonde above me, "I love you."
Her answering smile makes me feel invincible, "I love you too, Natsu."