Before you guys start reading. I'm sorry I abandoned this story, but now I'm not only continuing but re-writing it. I hope you guy enjoy the citrusy goodness and just a bit of change of pace from all those 0 to 100 relationship type stories. Let's start from where they're more like 80% there.

Any suggestions are welcomed!

Leave a comment for anything you'd like to see for any of the couples.

Natsu

Smelling was as natural to a Dragon as breathing was to human. This was no different for Dragon Slayers. It was how they perceived the world. Their eyes were almost secondary to their sense of smell since they were able to smell people and things before they actually came into vision. Eyes were just a way to visually see the images they had already seen through their nostrils.

Their noses were so highly sensitive that they were able to recognize any scent changes. Every person and thing had their own unique scent. People scents, however, could change like, as people grew older their scent became more intense in a sense, a more defined and stronger version. Another way your scent could be altered was by spending enough time with someone else, their scent would cling to yours like an after taste. Scent served as an ID for Dragons Slayers. This is how they knew exactly who had been with you simply by smelling you.

Normally, their heighten sense would be a strength, especially in missions. They could easily know where their enemy or partners were. It was mostly a win-win situation. But... that just didn't seem to be the case right this second to any Dragon Slayer. It was mating season, and boy did they all get caught off guard. This year was different. This year it came early and it hit them like a wall of bricks. All preparations they had arranged had gone out the window, especially Natsu, he had it worse than any of them. Wendy was really the only exception, too young to get wrapped in it, she would only experience all her sense tenfold and feel a bit overwhelmed.

Natsu, on the other hand, had never been hit with it as strong as he had this time. It wasn't his first time but, this time, it was different and he could feel it deep within his bones. Of course, he knew why it was different but that didn't mean that it didn't feel like someone had it out for him. He was agonising as he held as tight as he could to his last thread of self-restraint. His eyes set on the entrance of the guild. He knew what was coming and he was not prepared for it.

As if on cue a particular busty blond walked into the guild making him growl. She waltzed in with one of her damned miniskirts dancing seductively around her creamy thighs. He wasn't sure that anyone could call that a skirt, it was as if she was taunting him and he hated her for it. It had taken him enough just to keep a straight face when he had smelled her scent coming in through the guild's open windows. She smelled delicious as if she had been doused in honey and a summer morning.

Why did this have to happen to him today out of all days? He had had the perfect plan which involved tiring her out in a mission so that she would want to take a break leaving him a whole week to leave and deal with this. He growled again smelling her familiar fiery ambition. Normally he would be thankful for having her around since she did smell nice but, not today, today he cursed her because nice didn't cut it. She smelled heavenly. She smelled so damn holy that he could drown in her scent. He was going mad with want and seeing what his nose was smelling just made it worse. She was just walking around saying hi to everyone as if she had no care in the world until her eyes fell on the defeated Dragon Slayer.

Sure, he had known her smell was a little different when they met. Later on he had understood that her smell had triggered something primal inside of him. But, never could he have imagined she'd manage to pull out of him this level of desire. If he had to condense it, they had a...complicated relationship. He knew he was attracted to her and she was attracted to him. They just hadn't really done much about it. It was more like they had just started doing something about it. Her chocolate eyes made contact with his onyx ones from across the room 'crap', he thought. Unwillingly he gulped down the bulge of nothing that had formed on his throat. He was trapped knowing that he couldn't just leave without an explanation and he had a feeling that "Oh it's horny season" wouldn't cut it.

He knew that there was a line between them. He just didn't understand the line anymore. It wasn't like they hadn't kissed because they had, a lot, especially lately. Recently it seemed like they had been crossing that line between friends and lovers a little too often. The last few nights they had started to venture and explore, nothing too crazy. But he did know that if he licked her inner thighs and side of her neck, she would say his name in ways that could make him kneel at her feet. Was this the reason he felt like he was going haywire?

Her eyes questioned his defeated like posture. He groaned as if in pain. His eyes were stuck on her figure watching her every movement. And, then something clicked inside her head. She smirked slyly at him. "Fucking Hell", he rumbled reading her mind. He knew what would happen next and his draconic side would not allow him to turn away from her.

She grabbed her celestial keys and twirled them on her index finger. She knew he was looking at her waiting for her to make a move. With her eyes still on his darkened ones she dropped her keys behind her. "She. Wouldn't.", Natsu thought as she turned her back to him, "Fuck". She bent down, her skirt riding up her legs teasing him until he could see much more than what he had bargained for. She had given him a first-row view to what she was wearing: a red velvet thong. He loathed her.

Lucy was no saint and no one knew that better than him. Natsu had had an excruciatingly long battle against himself to force his hands to stay put. But, the celestial mage had a very different plan, her hands would always find themselves somewhere on him. Sometimes they would tangle themselves deep in his salmon locks, other times she would touch his arm lightly. But, the worst times, those times were when her body was pressed firmly against his back when he would carry her. He could feel everything and it was the most addictive feeling he had experienced. She had tried just about every trick in the book to make him lose and it had worked, magnificently if she could add. This little game she was devising was no different, she knew she would win. It was just a matter of time.

After she, finally, stood up he looked around and sure enough, she had garnered a fair amount of attention. He could even hear a few comments coming from the older males to his right. This awoke a whole different set of dragon-like feelings, he wanted to melt their eyes off their faces. He forced himself to cling to the fact that only he had could have seen inside her skirt and they were his friends. "Friends my ass", he unwillingly thought.

He could feel his body burning, too overwhelmed to react. It felt just like the day when she had finally broken him. The fateful day he quite literally had enough and pinned her against the nearest wall and devoured her mouth before realising what he was doing and stopping. That day had changed their relationship into this ambiguous mess and if he was being honest he wasn't entirely sure if he wanted to make it anything but what it already was. Lucy from her part turned to look at him licking her lips. "Fuck that", Natsu thought changing his opinion on all his reservation. He wanted her and it wasn't like she wasn't offering herself in a golden platter. She wanted to be taken and he just about had it with all the stupid restrictions he had imposed on himself.

He might have seemed like a dense idiot at times but Lucy had no clue what a dragon in heat was capable of. He had wanted to take this, whatever it was, slow. He wanted to make sure they wouldn't change if they decided to step into the other side of the damned line. "I swear to Mavis if she does one more thing", he cursed, his teeth grinding against each other as he watched her approaching him. He was so fucked.