AN: Hello all, new story here~. This story is going to be a little more on the kinkier side for topic alone. Le gasp teacherxstudent. So therefore that's my warning to what's to come. If you don't like that dynamic, you probably shouldn't read it haha. Even though the age gap isn't much, I know it can still bother some people.

So far I really like everything I've written and I have chapter two mostly done, this will be a fairly short story no more than 4-5 chapters because I don't want to do anything big until WIW is completed.

Warnings: Kink, TeacherxStudent, Explicit descriptions, slight DomxSub, public displays, cheating.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters.

Enjoy! Read at your own risk cause you know how I get down LOL

Chapter 1 Love Me

Yes,

it was as simple as that.

Lucy wanted her teacher, and she would probably do anything she could to get him.

Long blond hair fell in voluminous waves down her back, the rays from the waning sun coming in through the classroom giving her hair a golden glow. Pink lips parted around the end of her mechanical pencil as she nibbled on it dazedly, head tilting into her palm as she gazed at him. A curtain of her bangs partially held back by pink clips shadowed the salacious look she was sure she was giving her professor. Brown eyes narrowing as she took him all in.

Mr. Dragneel.

Natsu Dragneel, to be precise.

Was class 3-B's new homeroom teacher. Standing 6'1, with broad shoulders and amazingly tightened muscles easily shown through his fitted white button up, sun-blessed skin, intense jade green eyes that stunned you if not for the wide boyish grin he saved it with that could put anyone at ease, and an surprisingly attractive shock of pink hair, it was no surprise why everyone was so enamored with him, including herself.

He had shown up about a couple months ago after their teacher from last semester, Ms. Hilda, had left for retirement. The aged woman was known for dozing off in class or forgetting what she was talking about mid-speech, so it was to no one's surprise that the principle let her retire early. She was almost as old as the school itself and had been there just as long.

It was because they had Ms. Hilda leave halfway through the school year that man was unorthodoxly hired, Mr. Dreyar was very much desperate. Natsu had been the blessed reprieve the school principle had needed, despite the uneasiness the other teachers felt at the fact that the man was fresh out of college and barely no older than the students themselves.

However, even with the faculty's reluctance, the young teacher had proved himself. With quick work, he had raised their class's overall performance by 30%.

And like she said, no one in the student body could complain. All of the girls constantly fawned over Mr. Dragneel. Not only was he hot in every sense of the word visually, physically anyone in the same room as him either felt the warmth of his friendly disposition or the sweltering heat of his ire, on top of that he was extremely easy-going and dependable as well. Within the short amount of time that he had been at the school, Mr. Dragneel had done more than a few things to build trust within the class. Not only was he willing to help those who needed better explanation—admitting that he wasn't the quickest learner when he was in school either, he lessened the class workload when he noticed their other classes were becoming overwhelming with finals and midterms. He also helped a group of girls after school when they were being harassed by neighboring school delinquents and stopped some guys from teasing a girl before class for her noticeably short skirt. This all definitely garnered praise and admiration from the girls not just in their homeroom—but the whole school! Stories of the valiant way he took charge and scared the guys away were told for weeks; the likes of which Lucy had heard her fair share of.

Just because he stopped a few wayward guys didn't mean the boys didn't like him though, quite the opposite actually. Before going to college, Natsu had graduated from their academy as well. He had brought their school to many championships in wrestling and football that the school hadn't seen much of prior. Not only did that bring him fame, but because of his young age, his mind set wasn't too far removed from theirs, meaning he could truly relate to them. The teacher's innocent air and rambunctious nature also allowed him to get along well.

"Alright class, flip to page 506 in your textbooks…" Mr. Dragneel's deep voice commanded, the rough reverb causing the girl to lick her cherry glossed lips. Lucy heard a couple groans at the continued reading distracting her momentarily from her appraisal. Even if he was an awesome teacher, schoolwork was never fun for some students.

Leaning back in her seat and turning her own page, Lucy looked back up at the man when he said his next words…

"I want to show you all what I thought was really funny back in the day." Natsu simpered, turning away from the whiteboard he had been writing on to fully speak to the class. Lucy's eyebrow rose at the mischievous look he gave, of which soon turned into a full-blown grin once everyone finally turned to the aforementioned page. "Now you see this baboon's ass…" He started, chuckling a little.

Lucy smirked, drowning out his inappropriate storytelling and focused on his bright expression, distantly hearing the raucous laughter of the class as they became even more enamored by their unusual teacher.

Not just anyone could make classwork entertaining, but Mr. Dragneel could.

Confidence beamed from him in the way he talked despite the topic. His strong arms bulging against his shirt while his arms were crossed before he relaxed them while telling his story as they moved in the air to help him animate it. The breeze from the open window fluttered against his blush colored locks and a cacophony of laughter hit Lucy's ears in what seemed to be the reaction of the class towards the end of his tale. Mr. Dragneel reacted in kind, cheesing at their amusement before raking a hand through his windblown locks. Lucy gladly leaned forward then panicked once she heard a besotted sigh, worried it came from her own lips until she realized it was in fact every other girl in class.

'Tch'

"Okay guys, settle down." The man chuckled, leaning his hips against his desk as he smiled pridefully at his students. Glancing at his wristwatch, he straightened up. "Alright, alright since y'all enjoyed my story so much I won't give ya homework tonight. Call it a break for making an old man feel funny."

"But teacher, you aren't old! You just graduated university, right?" One of the girls in the backrow yelled. Lucy didn't grace her with a look, knowing exactly who it was, Jenny, one of his leading fan club members and definitely the most outspoken. Lucy blinked to stop herself from rolling her eyes.

Their teacher allowed himself to look embarrassed, wrapping a hand to scratch at the back of his head, "True, I'm only twenty-one but if feels so long since I've been in highschool, I can't help it."

The students laughed, some rebuffing his statement and complimenting his youthfulness.

Honestly, they were right. His relatability helped in the fact that he was teaching a senior class of students toward the end of their semester. Meaning everyone was about 17 to 18 years old. The age difference was shockingly marginal. Lucy herself was still just 17, cursing the fact that her birthday wasn't until after they graduated in July. However, she read up on the laws of their city very well, and she was still within the age of consent. Remembering so, the blonde smirked.

Before Mr. Dragneel could say more, the class bell rang announcing the end of their day. Although he taught homeroom, this was also Lucy's last class on A days as Mr. Dragneel taught Chemistry as well. That meant she not only got to see him every morning but every other afternoon also. She didn't think she could get so lucky.

"Well then, I'll see you guys tomorrow." The students got up from their desks, starting their own conversations with friends and quickly becoming loud. "Don't slack off too much!" Mr. Dragneel growled, indirectly rebuffing a student who cheered about the lack of homework.

The students waved the man goodbye, a couple of the boys sliding their fists with his and joking about one thing or another.

"Heya Lu-Lu, can ya believe it! No homework this weekend, I'm so happy we can finally take a freaking break." The blonde looked up from packing her bag to see her friend Cana standing next to her desk. The girl wasn't much of a studier so she could see why she was so excited. Nothing against her though, chemistry was one of the hardest classes Lucy had as well despite getting high marks, so she could also appreciate the reprieve. Cana was a buxom girl like herself, except she showed it off forgoing the required bow the female uniform conformed of, unbuttoning the top buttons of her shirt to allow her cleavage to peek through. Her pleated skirt was also rolled up, but literally every girl in the school did the same as well safe for their class president. As the VP, Lucy would normally have to reprimand the girl, but Cana has long since been a lost cause. Seeming to read her mind, the brunette smirked getting closer to her face to speak in hushed tones.

"Did you see how hot Mr. Dragneel was today?" Lucy's eyes flashed, hoping the other girl wouldn't notice. "Sometimes I think he's just begging for it." The girl bemoaned, rolling her shoulders back up and turning her head to the man.

"That's not very appropriate Cana." Lucy sighed, looking up to his direction as well. She caught his gaze in between the throng of students still ambling out that had stopped to talk to him or gather their own stuff out the door. As if he just knew they were talking about him, the pink-haired man locked eyes with Lucy, his emerald hued gaze just as intense as always and just as successful in stealing Lucy's breath. There was a danger there, a fire that sparked in his eyes when he looked at her that she didn't think anyone else noticed. It ignited something in her lower stomach, making her squirm to get comfortable once more. Another student passed by and it was gone, his attention once again redirected.

"Heh, I've heard that one before," Cana snickered, throwing a wavy lock of hair behind her as she turned her attention back to the girl. "Oh Lucy, you're blushing. Are you feeling sick again?" An acrylic manicured finger brushed wayward bangs from her face and Lucy felt her face deepen further, getting a glimpse at this unheard-of side of her friend. The soft look on Cana's face was so unusual to anyone else but Lucy, but that was thanks to people lowering their guard around her and them treating her delicately. She was used to it…thanks to her illness.

"N-no, I'm fine. He-hey Cana I'm going to hang back today. I need to ask Mr. Dragneel about some things we went over." The raised eyebrow on the girl's face told her that she wasn't expecting that as an answer. "Could you tell you-know-who to go home without me?" That erased the suspicious look that was starting to form. Lucy many times having asked Cana to help her out in that situation.

"Oh Lu-Lu, of course," Cana pulled the blonde's head close until it settled into her plush bosom, squeezing tight with affection but only causing Lucy to sputter with embarrassment. "Only because I love you soooo much. You're just too adorable to say no to." Cana laughed, finally letting go of the girl who took in a deep breath of much needed air after damn near being suffocated.

One last grin was thrown Lucy's way before Cana picked up her bag and left. It was her and then two other girls tittering to themselves and chancing glances at Mr. Dragneel beginning to pick up his stuff for the day, before they finally left the classroom as well. With the click of the door shutting, Lucy knew it would only be a few more seconds until he asked her why she stayed behind. With all her stuff packed, she waited until he did the honors.

The man sighed, shuffling some papers together before taking in the disorganized disarray that was his workspace and giving up. With the heat of the slowly setting sun at his back, sweet chirps of birds from the open window, and the drowned-out voices of his students heading home, Natsu decided now was as good of a time as any to take a small nap. Forgetting the professionalism of the space—something he admittedly has done even in front of his students, Natsu flopped back into his chair, landing his feet ungracefully on top of the wood of his desk. Before his eyes could lid, he heard the tinkling bell of laughter at his right.

"What the fu—Woah!"

Snapping up in his seat, Natsu barely kept himself from faceplanting right back into his desk. A grimace turned down his lips until he took in the glowing silhouette of his top student, Lucy Heartfilia still sitting at her desk.

"H-hey.." He took in her appearance warily. Her blonde hair bright under the sun, large doe eyes brown and innocent, cheeks tinted a natural rose and full lips pulled apart in a beaming smile. He couldn't help but think she looked angelic. The thought not all that inappropriate since she was literally known as the Fallen Angel of the school and looking at her now, he could see how she got her namesake.

He had only known her and all the other students for a few months but what he could gather from her personality, was that her looks weren't the only thing that gave her the reputation. Vice President of the Student Council and head of the Debate Team, she was also in the top 5% of the whole school in her academics, something altogether impressive as their school was known for being difficult. Not only that, but she was an Heiress to one of the richest families in town, sought after by the male student body not just because of her good looks but because of unwavering kindness to everyone she met.

The 'Fallen' part of her namesake came from some illness she had that was well known throughout the school. Her pale skin and constant flush, as well as her reluctance to do strenuous activity reaffirmed how people treated her, like a frail child.

Forcing himself to fix his reaction, Natsu tried to pull off what he thought was his notorious grin, "W-What are you still doing here Lucy?"

"Oh! Sorry Mr. Dragneel—" She pulled some wayward strands behind her ear abashedly.

"Natsu," He corrected quickly, he didn't like any of his students to call him by his last name, preferring they speak amicably towards him if they didn't say teacher directly. Despite what he said earlier, he didn't feel all that much older than them and even with his position he wasn't one for formalities. He never called his teachers by their professional name and he didn't see why his students should either.

"U-uhm, Mr. Natsu…"

"Just Natsu is fine." Chuckling at her reluctance, he noticed she had the hardest time out of all of his students with the change. Raising his brow, he waited for her to continue, smirking when she struggled to start over.

"Natsu…I um, just wanted to stay after and talk to you more about some things you said in class. I didn't all the way quite get it." She finally got out. Her thin fingers started to play with her bow in a manner that was supposed to be out of nerves while her lengthy lashes fluttered as she peeked from under them.

Natsu felt a chill down his back, forcing him to clear his throat and adjust his collar. Yep, this is why he still felt anxious. He didn't know what it was, but everything time he was alone around this girl, he felt like what he was seeing wasn't real. He felt weird, nervous maybe?

"Alright then, show me where exactly ya need help." The man righted himself, putting both his forearms on his desk and scooting closer. He furrowed his eyes at the way she demurely bit her lip, her gaze darkened, but when he blinked it was seemingly gone. He silently cursed wondering if he was seeing things again, watching as she strode slowly up to him, her gaze perfectly normal.

Every time he was alone with Lucy, he noticed things. Things that he was sure no one else in the whole damn school would ever believe. Lucy was innocent, she was pristine but when she was around him…

"So, everything you said in class I can kind of get, it's mainly this here that has me a little confused."

Blinking away his thoughts, the man sighed. He craned his neck to see what point in the book she was speaking on, falling into his element once he saw. "Ah combustion…" Natsu explained the equation thoroughly yet simply. Funnily enough, even though he's a teacher, he wasn't all that great in school. In fact, what inspired him to become a teacher was because he had such an amazing one, his father. Igneel was an amazing professor that adopted Natsu as a runt, his kid-self hated reading and writing and refused to learn in the orphanage he was raised in. It wasn't until Igneel came into his life and made him realize it wasn't because he was stupid that it wasn't getting through, but because of the way he was being taught. That realization helped him excel in school and granted him a scholarship to the Academy he was teaching at now—his excellence in sports definitely helped as well. However, chemistry was always his best class, the mixing of elements, especially with the use of fire always amazed him.

During his explanation, Natsu was so involved in thinking up the easiest way to teach it to Lucy that he didn't notice how close the girl had gotten, leaning over the desk. Looking up he noticed the mere inches their faces were apart with his desk not being that wide. He could see the flawlessness of her skin, large doe eyes crinkled, and lips turned into a pout as she seemingly tried to understand what he said. He backed up quickly trying to put distance between them only to take in her exposed collar bones and subtle cleavage shown due to her angle against his desk. 'Natsu…' His vision flashed back to her playing with the bow earlier and he had to catch himself from scrambling back in his seat. 'Natsu…'

"Natsu?" She questioned, chocolate eyes filled with worry as she leaned even closer, going so far as to reach out to him. "Is something—"

"Fuck!" He swore, pushing his chair back further when his lower stomach and the crotch of his pants became soaked by his tipped over bottled water. He cursed himself further when he realized he didn't close the cap all the way. Before he could look for a napkin, damn near resorting to using one of the papers on his desk to wipe himself down, warm soft hands laid themselves on his thighs. "Wha—"

"Oh my! I'm so sorry, Mr. Dragneel! Let me help you clean this up!" Lucy had fallen to her knees in front of him, her small hands gripping his thighs in ways that had him choking, one hand gliding up dangerously high and stroking a fire in his belly that he definitely couldn't allow himself to feel for a student. Moving to stand, he tried to rebuff her.

"Don't!" That was, until he saw her tearful gaze and that she was only patting him with a pink fluffy handkerchief. He realized that what she was doing was truly innocent if not for her being on her knees in front of him. Falling back into his seat he sighed.

"I-I'm so sorry!" She sobbed, tears falling in earnest now.

Balking, Natsu blanked at what to do with one of his students crying in front of him. "Please forgive me, sir." She pulled back some mussed strands of hair, but in her distress missed the ones that stuck stubbornly against her dark cheeks. Her lips were so red now most likely from her biting them in worry that they started to resemble rose petals. Blonde upturned brows broke away to frame her watery dark orbs and he felt sick thinking she looked attractive this way. The disturbed amazement he had towards his growing arousal grew even more when he realized that at this angle, he could see even lower down her now dampened shirt to show that her skin stayed pale except for the tops of her breasts that flushed red.

Wait, when did her shirt unbutton more?

More pressure was felt against his thighs from her soft rubbing. Her expression was anxious and fretful, but she seemed to take special care in getting the water out of his slacks, using wide then small strokes against the stain as she rose higher and higher. One hand stayed firmly grasping his thigh and he tried to focus on the tumble of words she was saying, her tears finally stopped but he noticed some droplets clinging to her lengthy lashes.

"Is there anything I can do to make it better?" She whispered softly, once again looking underneath her lashes at him and biting against her lips. She had scooted herself so close between his legs, breasts almost pressing against his crotch that he had to fist his hands tightly around the arms of the chair to keep himself from touching her.

Feeling himself throb at the insinuating question, he silently cursed, wondering if her sudden gasp was from noticing it or feeling his thighs clench tight underneath her hands.

Natsu's eyes narrowed.

He brought his hand down to her face, brushing his rough finger against the irksome strand of hair on her fair face and pushing it behind her ear and then finally pushing away the last set of tears on her cheek. His large hand took up the expanse of her face allowing him to glide a couple fingers under her jaw at her jugular, feeling her pulse quicken.

"Don't worry about it." His voice rumbled before he smiled widely, trying to take control of the situation and put her to ease with it alone. He could feel her pulse race even faster, her heartbeat strong against his fingers. Expecting her to nod or to smile back, Natsu was not ready for the whimper that left her lips or for her hands to move even higher up his thighs, only an inch away from his member that he was sure was in a deplorable state at this point.

Okay he really wasn't imagining it this time, was he?

The sound broke the slow buzzing in his mind that started ever since he noticed her still sitting in the class, it released a dam he didn't know he built since meeting the girl that had him tightening the hold of his hand that had moved down to her neck, his throat barely holding back a rough growl he was desperate to make. She made the noise again, and he had an inkling that the expression on his face wasn't teacher-like if her stricken reaction, small mouth opened in a full-blown pant was anything to go by.

"A-Anything…" She mewled, nails raking into his thighs. Her expression was so openly aroused and pliant to his desires, he was stunned at the thought that he'd never seen anything more beautiful.

There was a loud knock at the door, giving Natsu two seconds to stand and move away from the girl until it burst open. He barely took his eyes off Lucy, but still watched long enough to see her darkened glare and bared teeth, innocent expression completely washed away to frustrated anger, before his eyes landed on another head of blonde hair—but this time, blue eyes.

It was a boy he recognized from class 3-C. He wasn't much for remembering names, only noticing the familiar face of a fellow young-teacher's student. The teacher of 3-C was named Lisanna, he only remembering her name because they were childhood friends, so he's kind of obliged to know it at this point. Even though the woman was a few years his senior, she was still considered young especially for a school of their prestige. He had to admit, he was lucky to get the job with most senior professors only dreaming to land the position. Lisanna helped with the recommendation, and he guessed it also helped that he and his Pops were close to the Dean.

But back to their current predicament, watching the student's gaze dance between him and Lucy was like a huge douse of cold water.

What was he doing?

He worked hard to get this job and prove to those old geezers that he was where he was supposed to be. And what? He was going to throw that all away because he thought his student was giving him bedroom eyes? He shuddered at the memory of what his thoughts were telling him to do to her. Images of her bent over the desk but by his hand, flashed through his minds eye.

Wow, he was scum.

"L-Lucy?" The boy finally stopped eyeing what Natsu was sure was an interesting scene, his pants soaked and Lucy on her knees next to him, to finally walk around the teacher and help the girl to her feet. "What's wrong, why are you on the floor."

Natsu paled.

They hadn't done anything but explaining what had happened could still constitute a visit to Makarov if the boy felt loose lipped enough. He clenched his fists, his mind racing to fix the situation having never been the best at lying. Wait, why did he need to lie? Natsu groaned mentally, pulling a hand through his hair.

"Oh, you know me, Sting." Lucy breathed out a laugh, noticeably leaning into the boy to get her footing and placing a weary hand on her head. "I tripped over my own feet and Mr. Dragneel was nice enough to help me up only for me to splash his water on him."

Wait, what?

What?

Natsu furrowed his brows, taking in the complete change in demeanor Lucy had for this boy compared to only five minutes ago when she was on her knees in front of him. The realization caused him to click his teeth, mistakenly gaining the attention of both the students.

Startled, Natsu knew it was in his best bet to go with the flow, "Y-yeah, you should be more careful…Lucy." He growled her name, his anger getting the best of him.

"What did I tell you? See, this is why you shouldn't be alone." Sting reprimanded her.

"Sting, please." The girl sighed. Natsu could hear more in that, than just her being polite. Her exasperation seemed genuine.

"As your boyfriend it's my duty to make sure you are taken care of."

For her part, Lucy definitely played the role of the regretful girlfriend. "Y-You're right." Natsu heard her voice go noticeably higher when talking to the other student, almost airy sounding and lifeless, surprised the boy didn't notice it himself. "However, I don't need you for everything. I was just talking to him about the homework. I'm sure he takes care of himself well enough to help a poor girl like me." She laughed lightly to lessen the blow of her quip.

This Seth—er, whatever guy seemed to be the stubborn type if not by the wrinkle of his brow and opened mouth ready to say more. Glancing at the clock on the wall behind them, Natsu decided he didn't have the time. He needed to go home and feed his cat and try to forget everything that happened in the last twenty minutes.

"She's right, everything was all good just a simple mistake. Anyways, kids I've gotta get going now, he said pointedly clasping both of their shoulders and directing them to the door.

"R-right…" Sting finally spoke, giving the man a look before pulling the blonde girl with him. Boy did they make a pair, it was almost too much blonde going on in his sights.

Natsu wasn't able to make out Lucy's expression as her bangs shaded her face, however she definitely continued to pull off the sick girl act as she leaned on her boyfriend for support as they ambled out the door. The pink-haired man tried not to think much of it, only the furrow at his brow a hint of the weird feelings that still whirled inside of him. His stomach was still tight, and his breath felt caught. Groaning, Natsu took in his tightened slacks, figuring why the boy might have been looking at him weird, but praying he was none the wiser.

"Fuck…" hands toughened from years of abuse pulled at his roots as he thought over the consequences, chalking it up to it all just being a small crush that got out of control at the heat of the moment. He had been getting the feeling over time that the girl may have felt something for him, an admission that wasn't unusual from the slew of love letters he got on his desk every morning from the other girls in his class. However, he could admit he was truly surprised if not a little flattered that someone of Lucy's pedigree could potentially have a crush on him. Nevertheless, just like every other admiring student, if his findings were true he would have to let her down. The young teacher tiredly went back to cleaning up his desk, but as he took in the mops of water, with a shrug of his shoulders he decided that it was tomorrow Natsu's problem instead.

AN: I didn't do major editing like I normally would so I'm sorry about that, I'll fix any little things later. What did you guys think? I'm really excited about this fic! I think I have a thing for writing controversial relationships LOL. I don't support them, nor do I want anything like that in my real life, but I find it interesting in literature. At the end of the day it's all fictional right, haha.

Anyways, be sure to leave a review and I'll try to update asap. WIW updates are a go as well so stay tuned~