Author's Note:
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With a sigh, Lucy finally dragged herself out of the tub after a nice long soak, complete with bath oils that had left her skin feeling silky smooth and smelling amazing.
The soft, fluffy bathmat that she stepped onto was so luxurious, she wished she could have one just like it… and she sighed again as she thoroughly enjoyed the spa-ness of it all. Even the towel she used to buff herself dry with felt downy and cloud-like. The baths back at Fairy Tail were definitely amazing – there wasn't any question about that – but they didn't have these kinds of five-star-hotel amenities.
Honestly, everything about this resort had been wonderful, and she knew that as soon as the word got out about the crab infestation being fixed, they'd be swarmed once again with patrons. They were too good not to be.
With a third sigh of relaxation, she walked over to the dresser and slipped on the fresh change of underwear she'd brought into the bathroom with her. Unfortunately though, when she opened the small closet next to that dresser, she stalled, realizing her robe wasn't present and accounted for. She'd really thought it was hanging in there, but obviously that wasn't the case… which meant it was in the bedroom closet instead.
That was mildly annoying, but she was too relaxed to let it bother her too much. There were fresh towels stacked tall on a nearby shelf, and she pulled one down to wrap around herself in the meantime.
However, as soon as she exited the bathroom, a surprise was waiting for her that startled a lot of the warm fuzziness out of her mind.
"Natsu! What are you doing in here?!" she gasped, jumping a foot in the air and clutching her towel closer.
He was lounging on her bed and rolled over onto his back – letting his head flop over the edge so he could look at her upside down. He sent her a big grin, and said, "Hey Luce! I thought maybe we could kiss and stuff."
'Talk about straight forward…' she thought to herself, flushing.
By that, she assumed that he meant 'dry hump' like they'd done the past few times.
Though, tonight, there was something about the way he smiled at her that made Lucy think he might have something else planned, and abruptly, she remembered his exchange with Juvia earlier on the beach. Maybe the bluenette really had planted an idea in his head.
Lucy wasn't entirely sure what the 'next level' would mean for them, but she wasn't exactly opposed to the idea. In fact, it was actually pretty exciting… even if it also made her a little nervous and flustered.
After clearing her throat and shuffling in place for a minute, she eventually answered with, "I… guess that would be okay…."
She was going for coy, but it came out a little awkward and just ended up making her blush even more.
It didn't help when he rolled back over and cocked his head, sending her a bemused look.
"You guess it'd be okay? So, you don't really wanna?"
"Don't tease," she huffed, pouting a little. "You know I do…."
He laughed and sat up. "Then why didn't ya just say so, Weirdo? Come over here."
The 'weirdo' comment annoyed her a little, but she still walked over to him when he opened his arms for her.
She got back at him though by pinching his ear, hard, and scolding, "Don't call me 'weirdo!'"
He yelped and ducked, but she hung on tightly. His hands grabbed onto her hips, pushing back as he sputtered, "Okay, okay. Lemme go!"
She did after a minute and laughed as he rubbed his ear against his shoulder.
"Owww…."
"Well, that's what you get for being rude."
"You call me 'idiot' all the time," he grumbled, digging his fingers into her waist.
It was her turn to yelp, and she squirmed in his grip, trying to twist away from his tickling fingers. Unfortunately, he obviously didn't plan on letting her get away…. His arm looped around her, and he caged her in with his legs on either side of hers.
"Hey! That tickles, Natsu! Stop it!" she squeaked, yanking on his hair with one hand and clutching her towel with the other.
"Why? This is so much fun," he asked tauntingly, laughing loudly as she smacked the top of his head.
"Stop it! Or I won't kiss you!" she finally gasped after several minutes, and his fingers quit dancing over her sides.
"Awwww, you're such a party pooper, Luce."
"Deal with it…" she wheezed, slightly ticked off.
He grumbled something unintelligible, but started pressing kisses (which she assumed were supposed to be semi-apologetic) to her chest and shoulders above the towel. For a few minutes, she stayed stiff and annoyed, but since it did feel good, she eventually relaxed and decided to forgive him.
Before long, his lips were tracking up her throat, and she was leaning into them, enjoying the nibble of lips and teeth on her skin. When his tongue came out and gave her a few teasing licks on a particularly sensitive place under her jawline, she hummed and shivered with pleasure – which seemed to make him happy, judging by the way he hummed back at her. It also seemed to inspire a lick up to her ear, and she sucked in her breath as he nipped and licked his way around the edges.
Unsurprisingly, she was in a much better mood by the time his lips made it to hers, so she greeted the kiss with enthusiasm. Their mouths moved against each other, and soon their tongues started playing together as well, until the kiss became hot, wet, and slightly mind-numbing.
Her higher thinking didn't kick back into gear until she felt the very distinctive sensation of her towel getting loose and threatening to fall off.
She grabbed for it and pulled back from the kiss, licking her lips as she said (slightly breathlessly), "Um… maybe I should get dressed first…."
He leaned back a little and looked up at her with eyes that were half-mast and smokey in a way that made her stomach do several flop-flops.
"Or… you could just take this off," he suggested, tugging at her towel. "I've basically seen it all before anyways…"
That was largely true (thanks to Drunk-Lucy), but the idea of being fully naked in front of him was still nerve-wracking. She glanced down at where she was holding the towel and tried to imagine dropping it.
When she didn't say anything for a long moment, Natsu apparently lost his patience and huffed, "Okay, how about you just put this on for now?"
He let her go, and before she really knew what was going on, he'd yanked his t-shirt over his head. Suddenly having him shirtless like that stunned her though, and she didn't notice that he was holding his shirt out for her to take. Her eyes were too busy looking at his body – wondering if this made things better or worse. Her nerves and arousal were fighting each other about it.
"Oi, are ya gonna wear it or not?" he asked, snapping her back to the present.
She blushed and realized that he was still trying to hand her his shirt.
"Oh, um, thanks. Yeah."
It was a plain black t-shirt, and she slipped it on over her towel. The cloth barely reached her thighs, so she was still a little hesitant to drop the towel… but she did it anyways (and thanked her lucky stars that she'd brought underwear into the bathroom with her).
The towel had been extra-large, and a drafty breeze told her that there was suddenly a lot less coverage down there.
"This okay?" Natsu asked as his fingers skimmed up the outside of her thighs.
She shivered, her anxiety and excitement still arguing about it… but in the end, excitement won, and she nodded.
"I think so…"
Her answer was rewarded with a brilliant smile. "Awesome! Come on then…"
He grabbed her wrist and tugged, scooting back on the bed and pulling her with him. With a little awkward repositioning – during which Lucy kept yanking her new shirt down to try and keep her panties covered – they ended up at the head of the bed. He braced his back against the headboard and tugged her in between his spread legs.
She didn't have very long to think about where they were, the position they were in, or what she was wearing though, because he cupped her face between both hands and pulled her in for another kiss.
As their lips met and started dancing together again, her mind was split between the kiss, her naked legs, and Natsu's bare chest. Between the two of them, they made one full outfit… which also meant that they had one full set of clothes less than usual between their skin. Without anything on her legs, she could feel the heat of his body through the single layer of his pants, and the same went for the shirt she'd borrowed. It was slightly amazing what a difference just one layer of cloth made – though, to be fair, it was probably only so obvious to her because she was hyper-aware of everything at the moment.
That was only the tip of the iceberg though when it came to distractions. Her lips were almost working on autopilot, thanks to the sensation of bare skin everywhere she touched. At first, she wasn't even sure where to put her hands, but once they eventually settled on his shoulders, most of those nerves died down and were replaced by curiosity and a healthy dose of lust.
It wasn't long before she gathered up enough courage to smooth her hands across his shoulders towards his neck, feeling the tight muscles and letting her thumbs dip down to test his collarbones on the way. When her fingers bumped against his throat, she stopped for a moment (feeling his pulse) and then reversed, sliding her palms back out. This time, she paused slightly to investigate the speedbumps where the ends of his collarbones connected to his shoulders, but she didn't stop there. After a short break, she slid her hands further… over his shoulders and down his arms… exploring the muscles that bunched and moved as his hands massaged her waist and back.
Obviously, she couldn't go very far down his arms in this position, and soon she was traveling back up. The next place that drew her attention though was a teeny bit more daunting, and she hesitated on his shoulders before risking the trip into unexplored territory. She was familiar with everything she'd touched so far, but she hadn't ever really investigated much lower than that. There had probably been plenty of opportunities, but she'd been too distracted with other things to really take the time to touch him with that kind of intention. Now though, thanks to his shirt being off for the first time during an intimate moment, his body was pretty much at the front of her mind.
So, after a short hesitation, she slid her hands down and onto his chest, making sure not to put any pressure behind the touch so he wouldn't think that she was pushing him away. The last thing she wanted was for him to pull back and ask her what she was doing, because that would be amazingly embarrassing.
Small hairs tickled her fingers as she lightly smoothed her hands across his pectoral muscles, mapping out the new landscape. It surprised her a little, because she hadn't thought that he had any chest hair… but apparently, that wasn't entirely the case. They were very sparse and delicate feeling though, and in the very back of her very fuzzy mind, she thought that they must also be light pink and hard to see against his tanned skin.
Of course, that discovery was a small blip on her radar and quickly disappeared under the pile of other sensory information.
His body heat was even more intense on his torse, and she could feel his heart beating strongly under her palms as they ran over his chest. Just like everywhere else she'd touched, he was firm and muscular, though when her finger brushed against one of his nipples accidentally, she was stunned by how soft the skin was there. Of course, she also flushed, thinking that maybe this was going a little too far – considering how sensitive her own nipples were – but he didn't show any sign of even noticing. So, she did it again… and again, he didn't react. After a second of messing with it, the little nib got hard and bumpy, but that was the only thing that happened.
Not wanting to seem like she had a nipple fetish (and invite questions or teases), she quickly moved on from that – feeling slightly awkward but also surprised and fascinated by the whole thing.
In contrast, his stomach flinched a little when she reached the first ridge of his abdominal muscles, and she felt him tense. That told her he was more conscious of what she was doing now – especially when his kiss lightened and grew a little more slack, as though she'd distracted him. She flushed, not sure how to feel about his new awareness… partly because she almost expected him to pull back and start teasing her about it. If that happened, she would've jerked her hands back and probably turned tomato red with embarrassment.
Thankfully, he didn't do that. Instead, he redirected his kisses off her mouth and mumbled, "That feels good, Luce," against her neck.
She still blushed, but with a different mixture of emotions than if he'd teased her, and she didn't feel the need to stop what she was doing.
After that, he started kissing her neck and shoulders, which had the side benefit of moving his body a little further away from hers and giving her more room to work with. Though, maybe that was actually intentional on his part… like an invitation for her to touch him more… and she decided to take him up on the offer. She slid her hands over his stomach, feeling the bumps and dips, and (just for fun) stuck a finger in his belly button when she got to it. To her surprise, that actually got a shiver out of him, as though he'd liked it, and she paused there and ran her thumb around it curiously, just to see. When he shivered again, she filed the information away for later use.
That was even further down than she'd originally planned to go, but now that Natsu was apparently on board with this activity, she stalled and considered what to do next. Despite the fact that they'd dry-humped, and she'd gotten used to the intimate contact between their crotches, she had never touched him there with her hands. For some reason, the two seemed very different… maybe because she could identify things with her hands in a way that her privates couldn't.
Whatever the reason though, she'd shied away from it up until now, but she had to admit that this was the perfect opportunity to test the waters and see just how far she was comfortable going.
Her fingers inched down a little bit further, pausing to play with the line of hairs that she found under his belly button, and then after a second, she cleared her throat and hesitantly asked, "Um… is it alright if I… touch you?"
She really hoped that he understood the message, but just in case he needed a hint, she slid her fingers down even more, until they skated along the top edge of his pants.
There was absolutely no pause before he responded. It was entirely automatic and without any thought.
"Sure! You can touch me however ya want."
If she'd had any doubts that he understood what she was asking, they left when his legs scooted out just a hair more to give her full access.
"… okay…" she mumbled, blushing for a moment as she tried to decide what her next move was.
Eventually, she settled on resting his forehead on his shoulder – which seemed like the perfect position for the job. It let her hide her face, and she could also look down between them and see her hands and what she was doing.
Her nerves calmed slightly when Natsu started kissing her shoulder again as though nothing had changed, and she focused on those sensations for a minute before turning her attention back south. With a deep breath, she sucked up her courage and carefully crossed that barrier of his pants… but at the last second, she chickened out and went to one side of the lump that she could see tenting the fabric. There were a lot of folds to explore in his baggy sweatpants, where they'd bunched up around everything that was happening, and as a starter, she pulled at the cloth and watched as it tugged his dick to the side a bit. He didn't react much, though his teeth nipped slightly harder than they had before, and she wondered if that was an unconscious reaction to the non-touch.
Feeling a little silly, she decided to stop beating around the bush, and (with a big gulp) she poked it. He twitched and then snorted a little, and she flushed – knowing that he probably thought she was being weird. Honestly, it was pretty funny though, and even she found herself chuckling a tiny bit.
"Oh, shut up…" she grumbled, not really meaning it.
He snorted again and mumbled back, "Didn't say anything."
"Just… zip it. I'm working it out, okay?"
The fact that she poked at him a few more times as she said that probably didn't help her case, and she didn't blame him for the snickers that peppered his kisses.
After prodding at him in a slightly embarrassing manner for probably another minute or so, she finally felt well-acquainted enough to rest the tips of her fingers on him. Once they were there though, she ended up at another loss and didn't really know what to do next. For several long moments, she paused like her fingertips had been glued in place, but then she finally pulled herself together and lightly ran them up his erection.
When she reached the tip, she decided the next logical thing to do was go back down. So, she retested his length again, this time searching for the other end.
Thanks to her medical books, she knew there was supposed to be a set of testicles underneath… and therefore, she thought it was safe to assume that when she ran into a pair of round things, it would signal the end of her trip. However, that didn't exactly happen the way she'd expected. Her fingers followed the ridge back down (using a little more pressure this time), but they ended up sliding into something soft about where she assumed he was rooted… and it seemed as though his shaft continued on underneath.
Naturally, that piqued her curiosity, and she carefully investigated, wondering where his testicles were. A little bit of prodding helped her find the general location of the two organs, because they were definitely firmer and slipped out from under her fingers when she applied pressure. However, it quickly became apparent that poking wasn't going to get the job done here, and she probably wouldn't be able to get a good feel of what was going on unless she actually grabbed and manipulated with her whole hand.
Normally, she might've hesitated to manhandle him… but since Natsu still seemed fine with it all, and she'd discovered that his testicles didn't trigger her anxiety, she decided to go for it. Some rooting around was necessary to move the folds of cloth out of her way, but then she was able to gently wrap her hand around the soft part that she assumed was his sack. Sure enough, there were two egg-shaped spheres inside, which were very hard to hold onto because they slipped around so easily. It was fascinating, and she curiously rolled them around in her hand – of course, being very careful not to squeeze too hard.
However, when he shuddered and groaned, she immediately stopped and apologized, worried that she'd hurt him.
"Sorry! I was trying to be gentle, but I guess that was too much…."
"Huh? No, it felt good. Really good," he grunted, his voice raspy in the special way it got when he was turned on, and she felt heat travel up her neck, prickling under the back of her scalp.
"Oh… good," she somehow managed to squeeze out through a suddenly very tight throat.
Since he liked what she was doing, she continued for a little while longer. However, eventually, she decided that it was time to go back up. Luckily, all of that had broken the ice, so touching his dick again wasn't as nerve-wracking as the first time, but she was still a little awkward and hesitant about it. Since she didn't quite have the courage to wrap her entire fist around him right out of the gate, she ended up pinching him between her fingers and thumb and squeezing a few times – in a way that resembled a crab-grab or honking a bicycle horn.
That pulled a few more chuckles out of him, which again, she didn't blame him for. It was awfully silly (especially considering how bold she'd been further south), but there just wasn't much she could do about it. For very obvious reasons, she couldn't help being nervous about this particular part of his body.
After a few more awkward squeezes, she finally graduated from that stage and gingerly laid her palm flat over him. She didn't apply a lot of pressure at first, but when her anxiety stayed at a low buzz, she slowly curled her fingers around him little by little. His pants were baggy enough that she could actually get her fingers to meet underneath, when they eventually did get that far… which was amazing in and of itself.
It also gave her the first real sense of what exactly she was dealing with. Those nerves quickly started up a fast-paced tune in her chest as she assessed his girth, and she honestly just couldn't imagine him fitting anywhere he was supposed to go. That worry only grew when she carefully relocated her fist to the very base of him and slowly worked her way up to the tip, trying to mentally add up his total size and having a hard time with it.
Her mouth was ridiculously dry, so it took several swallows before she could awkwardly admit, "I, uh… I don't think you'll fit."
He froze, and there was a long pause. Then, all of a sudden, he surprised her by bursting into laughter. She was startled, confused, and even a little bit hurt by his reaction, but he was quick to explain himself – luckily, or else she probably would've put an end to the night.
"Sorry, sorry… I know you're actually scared and all… but you should probably know that most guys are kinda obsessed with size. Everyone thinks a bigger dick is better for some reason. So, that sorta sounded like the weirdest compliment ever."
She absorbed that information but didn't say anything aside from, "Hm."
As soon as he calmed down and stopped laughing, he continued, "But seriously, don't worry about it."
Of course, that didn't exactly sit well with her.
"What do you mean, 'don't worry about it?' If you're too big, and I'm too small, it'll hurt! And it just won't… work! That seems like a pretty big problem to me!"
Obviously, she knew logically speaking, that the human body was capable of reproduction, so – unless he was just abnormally huge and she was abnormally tiny – it wouldn't make sense for them to not fit together. However, right now, her anxiety was getting the better of her, and she wasn't exactly feeling logical. It also didn't help that her fist was still wrapped around him (rather tightly at this point), and that just worked to remind her of the problem.
His hand landed lightly over hers, wrapping around her fingers in a surprisingly comforting gesture.
"Luce… there's lots of stuff we can do if you're scared. Okay? There're ways to stretch you so it'll be more comfortable, and as long as you're really turned on and there's enough lube and stuff, it's not gonna hurt. Seriously, just trust me on this one."
His little speech did a lot of things to her. It calmed down her nerves and aggravation, but it was also embarrassing, arousing, and touching – which made her feel itchy, excited, flushed, warm, and fuzzy all at the same time.
She was suddenly very glad that her head was buried in his shoulder, and he couldn't see her expression… because she had absolutely no idea what sort of face she was making at the moment.
It took her a little while to respond, but eventually she did manage to squeak out, "… Yeah. Okay."
"Good."
There was a long (slightly awkward) pause after that, until she'd pulled herself together again. Something stubborn inside of her didn't want to just leave it at that though… she wanted to continue where they'd left off. So, once she was a little less flustered, she gingerly started moving her hand again – working it up and down his length just to see how it made her feel.
His hand stayed on hers, not applying any pressure or directing her at all, but just there – like he was trying to support her.
She flinched when he kicked in her grip and pulsed, getting even bigger for a second. However, the way that his breath caught and his body temperature kicked up several degrees told her that he liked what she was doing. When he pressed kisses against her shoulder again, and his fingers tightened over hers ever so slightly, her opinion of the situation started to shift in a different direction. Yes, those worries were still in the back of her head, and his size was always probably going to make her a little nervous – at least until he could prove that it would actually work out. But in this moment, she stopped thinking about it as something that might hurt her and started thinking about it as something that was making Natsu feel good.
And obviously it was making him feel good. Not only did he bluntly tell her so in his typical Natsu way, but his body also started giving her all the cues that she'd learned meant he was really enjoying himself.
After a minute or two, he suddenly pulled back and pushed her off his shoulder so he could kiss her again. She kept rubbing him while his lips and tongue attacked hers, and soon, the entire activity became even more arousing than before. At the rate they were going, she actually assumed that they wouldn't stop until he orgasmed… but unfortunately, after a few more minutes of making out and touching him, she started to become aware of something uncomfortable.
Her ankles had begun to ache, thanks to the way she was sitting on them, and a little tingle in her toes said that they were going to go to sleep if she didn't reposition herself. She'd been kneeling this whole time between his spread legs, but the bed was so soft that it had taken this long for her to notice anything.
When she grunted and shifted her weight automatically to try and relieve the pressure, Natsu noticed and pulled back.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, but my feet are going to fall asleep… hold on a second," she answered as she awkwardly got her legs out from under her.
"Oh, sure. Here ya go."
Natsu solved the problem of where they'd go next by grabbing a calf and draping it over his leg, and she followed suit on the other side without even thinking about it. A slightly uncoordinated minute later, and they'd resettled with her sitting in the cradle of his crossed legs, while hers had wrapped around his waist. That put their crotches together of course, which made it impossible for her to resume what she'd been doing a moment ago, but she liked this too, so she didn't mind.
They weren't pressed tightly together, not like when she sat on him with all her weight, but there was still a little pressure and friction that made her realize she must be more turned on that she'd thought. Apparently, Natsu liked it too, because she could feel his erection twitch against her panties where they were touching.
His lips landed on hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and tightened her legs around his waist, enjoying the way that she could hug him with both sets of limbs in this position. Maybe it was because she wasn't distracted by her hands anymore, but this kiss seemed to feel even better and absorbed much more of her attention than the others. Eventually though, her fuzzy mind became vaguely aware of his hands sliding up and down her sides, and she knew what he was probably going for next. The last time they'd made out, he had done this and eventually worked his way up to the sides of her breasts. It'd made her a bit nervous at the time, but since he'd been gentle, and it ended up feeling good, she had relaxed quickly.
This time she didn't mind at all. The strokes up and down her sides were both soothing and stimulating, and when he finally reached her breasts and started lightly stroking them too, that was also arousing. She was very sensitive there, and the light touches he used were almost ticklish… but in a sexual way that made her squirm.
After a bit, his hands settled onto her, sort of cupping the sides of her breasts, and then he started to gently massage and squish them around. He had done that before as well, but this time she wasn't wearing a bra; so he was able to manipulate them a lot more… which also meant that she was able to feel his touches a lot more as well.
That went on for a while as they continued making out, but soon he paused and inched his body back from hers. At first, she wasn't sure what he was up to, but it became quickly apparent when he slowly moved his hands inwards. She immediately tensed in response as a little zap of nerves surged through her system.
…
.
…
As soon as Luce tightened up, Natsu made sure to stop, just in case this was gonna be too much for her. He was super fricken happy about the way things had gone tonight, and he really wanted to keep the ball rolling – but obviously not if she wasn't on board with it.
She'd been clear about having issues with her boobs, so this was probably pushing it a little. But he still wanted to see how far they could get… and he really wanted to touch her some more.
When she relaxed after a couple seconds, he was tempted to just go for it, but he figured it was probably a better idea to check in with her first. So, he leaned back and eyeballed her.
"Hey, Luce? Can I touch your boobs?"
She got all red and fidgety and then pointed out, "Uh… you already are…."
He looked down at his hands on her chest, where they were kinda bracketing her boobs and squishing them together.
"Well, yeah, sorta. But I mean… like this…."
Obviously it wasn't smart to full-on show her what he wanted, so he pulled back and mimed honking her boobs with his hands.
Her lips twitched, and she got even redder. It was pretty funny how her face went from embarrassed to amused and back to embarrassed.
"Oh! Um, right. I… guess so?"
A jolt of excitement shot through his gut. This was like a dream come true, 'cause he'd been wanting to mess with her boobs for a long time now. But her response sounded a little too much like a question, and he wasn't super convinced by it.
"You sure? I know you've said that your boobs are a trigger point for you… so… I kinda figured that means you-know-who did bad stuff to you there. But since I don't know what happened, I don't know what to avoid, and I don't wanna freak ya out."
It probably wasn't the best idea to bring THAT up right now, but he preferred being blunt and getting stuff out in the open.
She winced and bit her lip, and at first he thought maybe that was the end of it. But she surprised him.
"Um… well… he…" she started and stopped a few times, and then got that stubborn look on her face that he recognized.
"To put it simply, there was a lot of… grabbing and… well, really rough squeezing and pinching. So, as long as you're gentle and go slowly, I think it'll be okay. If I react badly, we'll just need to stop and try again some other time… if you don't mind."
"Yeah! Absolutely!"
Of course, he was boiling inside from what she'd told him, but he made sure to keep his reaction to himself. His top priority was making sure that Luce felt comfortable talking about it, and keeping things casual seemed like the best way to do that.
Since she was still pretty tense, he plopped his hands on her waist and pulled her in for some more kisses… instead of just going for it. Sure, he really wanted to mess with her boobs, but it wasn't gonna be any fun if she wasn't into it too. And besides, he also loved making out with her, so this was still awesome.
Apparently, that was the right thing to do, 'cause she immediately loosened up and kinda sighed (in a good way.) When her lips opened, he took full advantage and got right into tongue kissing, which made her hum and grab onto him.
After a couple minutes of that, she'd totally relaxed, and he slowly scooted his hands up her sides again. She sorta tensed when he hit her ribs, so he stopped and kept kissing her until she chilled out. Then, he inched his hands back to where they'd been before – sorta bracketing her boobs. And… she twitched and froze up again. Which meant that he paused there and waited for her to unclench.
She didn't completely relax this time, but he figured that she probably wouldn't until they'd messed around a bit, and she got used to it. When her death grip on his shoulders loosened up, that seemed like good enough for now.
He started on the outside and worked his way in super slowly. While he was at it, he made sure to gently rub and massage and squeeze with his fingers…. And once he had enough of her in his hands, he kinda lifted her boobs and start moving them around a bit too. 'Course, after what she'd told him, 'GENTLE,' was the word that kept popping into his head, and he made absolutely sure that he didn't use much pressure.
Whenever she flinched or tensed up, he stopped and let her get used to it before he went any further. And so far, that seemed to be working pretty well. He could tell that she was nervous and stuff, but she wasn't acting scared or freaked out.
Which was great, 'cause he was having a fantastic time. Getting to touch her like this was the best, EVER, and he really didn't wanna stop. Obviously he WOULD stop if she freaked, there was no question about that, but he wanted to avoid it if they could.
And that definitely seemed like it might happen if he played his cards right… everything was going really smoothly. He'd gotten a pretty good handful, and she was kinda leaning into him now like it was feeling nice. But then, one of her boobs brushed against his chest, and things got kinda dicey. She squeaked and jerked in a much stronger reaction than any of her others – which immediately made him stop and check in with her.
"You okay?"
Like before, she was blushing pretty hard… but this time (unless he was totally crazy) she looked a lot more aroused than nervous.
"Um… yeah, I'm fine. It's just that… uh… that felt really good."
He blinked and tried to figure out what she was talking about. The only thing he could think of that might've felt extra good was if her nipple had bumped into him. But she'd have to be insanely sensitive for it to make her jump like that.
It was his best guess though, so he figured he'd ask and see.
"Huh, really? Do you have super sensitive nipples or something…?"
Her face got even redder.
"Well… actually, yes. They're very sensitive. It can even be a little annoying at times, since they're easily irritated by anything scratchy…."
That was more than a little arousing, and he felt his dick kick pretty hard in his pants.
"Good to know. I'll make sure to be extra gentle then."
She sorta blinked.
"You mean… you plan to touch me there too?"
It seemed kinda silly to him that she hadn't thought about that, but sometimes weird things surprised her.
"They are part of your boobs, Luce… so yeah. I'd really like to, if you're alright with it."
"… Okay. As long as you're gentle. I don't know that I'll like being touched there though… since they're so tender."
"Well, we'll find out. How does this feel?"
He scooted closer until both her boobs were lightly touching his chest, and then he started massaging them again so that they'd rub against him a little. That seemed like a good place to start since she'd liked it before. And this time, he definitely felt two little bumps that had to be her nipples, and it made him ten times hornier.
Since her ear was there when he got closer, he leaned in and gave it a kiss. Which meant that her mouth was closer to his ear too… and he clearly heard her breath catch as he rubbed her boobs. That seemed like a good sign (and was also super sexy).
"Does this feel okay?" he asked – kinda keeping his voice down 'cause her ear was still RIGHT next to his mouth.
The way she shivered was probably a 'yes,' but he waited for her to actually say it. He didn't wanna assume anything and get it wrong.
"… Yeah."
Her voice was wobbly, but not in an unsure way. It sounded like she was just really turned on.
And again, he got even harder. He kinda attacked her neck while rubbing their fronts together for a little longer and then dove back into kissing.
After some more nipple-on-chest action though, he started to want more hands-on-boob action. So, he leaned back a little to give his hands some room to work. This time, he was careful to bracket her nips between his fingers and not bump over them when he moved, and she didn't flinch or freeze up on him like before.
That was awesome, and he risked a few slightly harder squeezes (still being really careful, but just getting a better feel of her squishiness). She twitched a bit, but didn't seem scared at all, so he kept doing it. And he also kept getting bigger and bigger handfuls…. Until he'd gone as far as he could with his hands where they were.
When that happened, he stuck there for a couple more minutes. But then, eventually, he figured it was time to test things out a little higher up. After a few more honks, he carefully lifted his hands off her boobs (except the tips of his fingers) and slid up a bit so he was fully parked over her. Two hard points landed in his palms when he carefully put them back down, and she tensed up… but he didn't know if it was the good kind or the bad kind.
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This was closer to the type of grip that she remembered, but Natsu was so gentle that her spike of anxiety was actually fairly small. Thanks to the slow methodical way that he'd increased the pressure and amount of hand-over-breast coverage, the nerves in the back of her mind had been completely tolerable this entire time…. and honestly, everything had felt good enough that she'd mostly been focused on her arousal instead.
She'd quickly discovered that not only were her nipples sensitive, but apparently her breasts were as well, and it felt surprisingly good to have them gently rubbed and massaged the way Natsu had been doing. Then, when her nipples started brushing against his chest, the almost ticklish sensation had made her want to squirm as little zings of pleasure shot through her system. She'd been full of weird energy that made it hard to sit still, and it was almost a relief now that he'd switched to another kind of caress.
His hands had stayed where they'd landed, and he hadn't moved them in any way since then – probably because she'd tensed up so much. He hadn't stopped kissing her though, and the long, smooth strokes of his tongue did wonders for any leftover anxieties that might've lingered past the initial grab.
It didn't take her long at all to unlock her rigid muscles and throw her worries back under the bed where they belonged, and shortly after that, his fingers began to massage her again in that special way she was starting to get used to. Like before, he gradually increased the pressure and started moving her beasts… but this time, when she didn't react badly, he also added something new.
After a while, his hands started shifting positions from time to time… rotating this way or that… sliding to one side or another… moving up or down. It was good that he still went slowly, because it was definitely more stimulating than when he simply left his hands in one spot. Her nipples rubbed against his palms whenever he shifted them, and she could feel herself getting a little more aroused each time. Those squirmy feelings started piling back up in her stomach, and she had some trouble keeping herself from wiggling around in his lap.
He only did that for a little while though, (which was almost disappointing) and then he paused with his hands cupping the sides of her breasts… sort of bracketing them again and pressing them together. When he stopped massaging and moving his hands around, it seemed like a step backwards to her, and with the last few braincells she had left, she wondered what he was up to now. She didn't have the capacity to ask, and her mouth was otherwise occupied with his at the moment, but she quickly found out anyways.
One of his thumbs slid up and in until it very gently tapped against her nipple. Her muscles all tensed as the light pressure relit her hyper-sensitized nerves, and her lips lost the rhythm of their kiss for a second – though she didn't even notice. This time, her reactions were almost entirely arousal-based, rather than anxiety (other than a few 'first time' nerves zipping around inside of her… but those almost added to the experience.)
He stopped for a brief moment when she froze, but this time, he didn't wait for her to relax again before continuing. In one smooth movement, his thumb slid away from her nipple a little and then back, not stopping until he'd bumped across it and reached the other side. That made her whole body twitch as a jolt of sensation shot through her.
Her reaction must have been strong enough to worry him, because he pulled back from their kiss again to make sure she was okay.
"Was that flinch good or bad?"
It was actually a little hard to meet his eyes…. She couldn't help but feel like he would see the crazy mess of heat and mush that she'd turned into. However, she did it anyways, because it wasn't fair to block him out just because she was flustered.
"Um… it felt good… so…."
He answered with one of those grins that combined his usual happy smile with the smirk she'd only seen him use in these sorts of situations, and her stomach fluttered.
"That's great."
What she definitely didn't expect was for him to do it again right then, and her eyes popped open wide when that same zap of sensation surprised her.
"Buh… what was tha-that for?!" she sputtered, slightly shocked and embarrassed.
"Huh? I wanted to see what your face did when I touched ya here."
His answer was as blunt as always and only made her cheeks sting hotter. She had no idea what sort of expression she'd just made, and the fact that he'd been watching her caused a very interesting combination of arousal and embarrassment.
"That's just… ah!"
Her complaint cut off on a yelp when he did it again, her body flinching in response, and then she growled at him.
"Hey! Stop doing that, you jerk! It's embarrassing!"
"What's embarrassing about it?"
The short spark of irritation died at the honest curiosity shining in his eyes.
"You… touching me… and looking at the same time… I guess it makes me self-conscious…."
"Why? I mean, you're super sexy, so there's nothing to be self-conscious about."
Once again, he'd managed to heat her up and fluster her with just his words, and she squeezed her eyes shut.
To be honest, she actually did understand where he was coming from. When they were grinding, she'd found herself wanting to watch him as he felt good, because the way he reacted was extremely arousing… but being on the other side of that equation was a little unnerving.
"Uh… thanks?" she mumbled weakly after a few seconds, trying not to get too embarrassed this time.
Since her eyes were still closed, she didn't know what sort of expression he made, but she could imagine based on the way he chuckled. To her relief, his lips landed on hers a moment later, so she knew he wasn't staring at her anymore. That helped her not worry about the way she flushed and gasped when his other thumb got in on the action, making that nipple spark with sensation. Her fingers unconsciously gripped his shoulders, and her legs tightened around his waist as he started taking turns, thumbing first one breast and then the other as they kissed.
Within just a minute or two, she felt like she was starting to lose her mind – or possibly hyperventilate. Her nipples seemed to have formed some sort of mysterious connection with her privates, because every flick up north resonated down south in a way that made the area between her legs grow hotter with every passing second. Normally, she wasn't very aware of that part of her body, but at the moment, it seemed to ache… not in a painful way, but in a way that made her feel an intense urge to press and rub against something. Anything would do at this point. She just needed pressure and friction from something to ease the unsettling urgency that was almost on par with an itchy bug bite.
After a while though, it got to be too much. She barely even noticed (consciously) at first that he was gradually increasing the pressure and speed of his fingers, just a little, but eventually the stimulation went from mind-numbing and pleasant to slightly irritating and uncomfortable. At that point, she forced herself to pull back, and stopped his hands by lightly gripping his wrists.
"I think they need a break… they're starting to get tender," she wheezed in explanation, desperately gulping for air now that her mouth was free.
"Oh, okay, that's cool," he agreed easily and moved his hands from her breasts to her ribs… but before she could feel too much relief, his grip tightened.
Suddenly, he was lifting her up, and his legs straightened out underneath her. Then, she had the option of either leaving her legs where they were (and have them squashed underneath him) or move them out of the way as he dropped down backwards. Naturally, she moved, and that left them with her straddling his hips in their usual position… aside from the fact that Natsu was laying down instead of propped up against something.
She rested her weight on her hands and knees, blinking down at him in surprise and trying to process this new turn of events.
He grinned up at her, his fingers giving her hips a little squeeze.
"Can we kiss like this for a bit?"
"Uh… sure…."
It took her a second to work out the logistics of this new position before she settled down on top of him. Their upper halves pressed together as she lowered herself to her elbows (essentially laying on him) – which helped her get the right angle to kiss him. That also brought their privates together, and even as their lips reconnected, she was more than a little distracted by what was happening down south.
Sitting cross-legged hadn't given her nearly enough pressure or friction between her thighs, but THIS position definitely did… and it was a little intense. Finally getting some solid contact right where she'd been craving it sent a shock through her system, and she couldn't resist rocking her hips a few times against him (somewhat jerkily, as she acclimated to the sensation).
She actually wasn't quite sure what to make of it, or how to deal with it. The instant relief and pleasure she felt between her legs was only matched by the simultaneous need for more – which seemed potentially dangerous. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered, 'How in the world is this supposed to end, if giving in just increases the urge?' That was the definition of a never-ending feedback loop, and the thought made her slightly anxious….
Though, of course, she knew where this was going. Based on everything she'd learned so far, she assumed that (unless they stopped), she was probably well on her way to experiencing an orgasm for the first time… but that knowledge didn't really prepare her for the actual sensations involved or tell her exactly what to expect.
However, a strange sense of urgency had already started inside of her, and everything felt so good that she just simply didn't want to stop. Yes, she was a little nervous about the building pleasure and need for more… and even the idea of experiencing her first orgasm made her a little jittery… but she was also excited about it all and wanted to see where this went.
With that decision firmly in mind, she refocused on their kiss – which Natsu had completely taken over while she'd been distracted. She latched onto that as a safe outlet for all of her new feelings and urges, and their make-out session quickly ramped up in intensity. In retrospect, she would probably be embarrassed about how she let her lips and tongue violently attack his… to the point where their teeth clicked together several times… but it really did help to vent some of her pent-up 'steam.'
Luckily, he didn't shy away from it and met her level of urgency with his own. However, at some point, he must have sensed that something was different with her, because after a while of that, he turned his head to the side so he could make sure she was alright.
"Everything okay? Ya seem a little… freaked out or something."
She gasped into his shoulder, trying to catch her breath – though she had a feeling that was pointless right now.
"I… I think I'm okay… I'm just…." she trailed off, unable to really express in words what she was feeling right now.
Apparently, that wasn't convincing enough, because after a pause, he asked, "You sure? 'Cause we can stop if you need to."
It was obvious he didn't want to stop, based on the way he said that, and she fully agreed.
Her protest probably came out too aggressively, when she said, "NO!"
Then, flushing, she cleared her throat, and tried to explain. "I don't want to stop. I think I'd go crazy… but I… I'm not really sure where to go from here. It all feels good… really good… but…."
A wave of frustration and unbridled lust surprised her as she tried to describe what she was experiencing at the moment. Explaining her thoughts and feelings turned out to be more difficult than she'd expected… and that just added to the already confusing cocktail of emotions.
To her embarrassment (much later), she lost control of the aggravation and energy piling up inside her, and without even thinking about it, she ended up biting his shoulder. Apparently, her instincts kicked in and decided to try expressing her needs in a more primal way when words failed.
Thankfully, he SOMEHOW got the message, though she'd never be able to figure out how.
"Gottcha. Don't worry, I'll help ya figure this out."
His reassurance helped, and she nodded against his shoulder, still panting and trying not to get dizzy.
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Natsu was about to lose his fricken mind too, but he was lot more used to it than Luce.
She was obviously pretty close and getting desperate – which was extremely hot. And he planned to make sure she came (one way or another).
For starters, he smoothed his hands down her body (copping a feel the whole way down) and grabbed onto her hips.
"Why don't you try moving some more?"
He could feel her shudder and nipped her neck to get another. Her face pressed even tighter against him, and a groan came outta her chest.
"Yeah… good idea…." she huffed a couple seconds later, and her hips started rocking on him again.
That must've felt really good, 'cause she sucked in a big breath and held it as she worked on getting up a rhythm. She was kinda having a harder time than usual with that – probably 'cause she was more aroused this time – and her hips were sorta jerky. So, he tried to encourage her a little and rubbed her hips and thighs (and butt while he was at it).
But after a minute, he started to get a little worried. She was still holding her breath, which seemed like a bad thing.
"Hey, breathe."
He squeezed her sides one time – hard – to get the idea across.
That did the trick, and she let out what she'd been holding in with a pretty loud, "Ah!"
Good thing her face was buried in his shoulder, or that would've hurt this ear. Though the biggest thing going through his head was how hot it'd been, and he wanted to yank even more sounds outta her.
She went back to panting, and her hips stuttered even more. So, he grabbed them again and tried helping her along a little. Another groan came outta her chest, and he felt his dick kick between them – which she must've also gotten a good feel of, 'cause he felt her jerk.
What she was doing felt fucking amazing, like it always did when they dry humped, but she wasn't moving nearly enough to get him off. Or that'd usually be the case, but Horny-Lucy was turning him on so bad, that he definitely wasn't gonna need as much as he usually did. Which meant he'd probably have to get creative to keep himself from cumming too quick (like thinking about Gramps in a speedo).
But it wasn't THAT bad yet, and he wanted to fully enjoy this while he could. Luce had finally gotten a pretty good rhythm going, and she kept letting out little hums and huffs that were driving him crazy.
It wasn't long before he wanted to make out some more. 'Course, that wasn't gonna happen with her face buried in his shoulder, so he had to push her up off him a little. And when he saw her face, he just about lost it. She was all flushed, and her eyes were glassy in a way that said she was REALLY horny. Which made him way hornier too… and he yanked her down for a rough kiss. He got a super sexy moan outta her by thrusting his tongue in her mouth (in a way he knew she liked). Then, it was his turn to groan a little, 'cause her hips jolted and got faster.
That made him wanna squeeze and rub her butt, thighs, and hips even more, and he got really busy with that for a while as they made out. He was pretty addicted to those parts of her… they had just the right kinda squish in all the right places. But her upper half was also just as sexy, and eventually he felt like switching things up a little.
He snuck one hand up under her shirt to see if she'd go for it, and when she just reacted with a shiver, he figured it was okay. Her skin was so ridiculously smooth… if he'd had his way, she would've lost the shirt right then and there. But that was probably a little too much, so he tried to satisfy himself by just getting both his arms up under it. That rode the shirt up a little, and he could suddenly feel her stomach rubbing against his. Which was surprisingly hot.
The way her waist curved in was super sexy, and he wrapped one of his arms around her there – but didn't squeeze her, 'cause that would've made it hard for her to move. He wiggled his other hand up further, until he could feel the side of her boob against his palm. If the rest of her had been soft, this was straight up silk.
He immediately wanted to grope her naked breast, but since their chests were pressed together, all he had access to was her side boob. That was fine though… 'cause he was keeping some of that in reserve for if she needed an extra push.
She shivered when he lightly ran his fingers over her there, and then he moved his hand back down before he could lose any more self-control.
She was moving faster now, and her legs were starting to shake. So, he figured that she was probably getting really close now. But he also knew that sometimes the first one was a little harder to get to, 'cause you kinda had to teach your body what it was supposed to do.
He wasn't too worried though… he had plenty of tricks to help her out if she needed it.
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As for Lucy, she had no idea that Natsu was thinking that far ahead, or that he had any kind of plan in mind for what was happening.
All she knew was that her heart was pounding, her entire body felt flushed and sweaty, and that spot between her legs felt like an overfilled balloon of pleasure that was ready to pop. Blood had filled her head in the form of her pulse, and she couldn't think a single straight thought.
Rubbing against him felt absolutely amazing, and it only kept feeling better and better. Though, for some reason, the pleasure seemed to have plateaued now and wasn't really growing anymore. Of course, she didn't have enough mental capacity to realize it in so many words… but the general sense of an out-of-control climb had leveled off.
At first, that was a relief. It gave her a small breather, and the anxious part of her settled down a little. However, at the same time, another part of her had been woken up from all this… a greedy, feverish part that wanted more and more and more. So, for a while, she was satisfied with this level of pleasure and how good everything felt, but after a few minutes of the same sorts of sensations, she started getting frustrated… and a bundle of aggravated energy began growing inside her chest.
It made no sense, because everything already felt so wonderful that it was burning all her senses to little pieces… but somehow it wasn't… enough. Enough for what, she had no idea, but the newly born hunger inside her still wanted more.
Those urges drove her to rock faster and grind against his erection even harder. She was so overwhelmed by it all that she wasn't quite sure how to act or what to do with herself, aside from just continuing to barrel forwards blindly.
Finally, after what felt like forever, the fire inside her started to grow again and burn hotter, making her insides boil even more than they already were, and she gasped, trying to capture the sensation. Of course, that made her hips drive even harder against him…. Or they tried to, but any more pressure than the amount she was currently using just hurt, which didn't help.
Her thighs had also started to burn and shake so badly that her rhythm became disjointed and bouncy. That was partly why she suddenly had trouble kissing him, but the other part was simply because she'd literally started to run out of air and also didn't have enough coordination to keep their lips together anymore. Her chest burned with the lack of oxygen, and her teeth hurt from clinked against his so often. Eventually, she just gave up on it entirely and braced her forehead against his shoulder instead, gasping for air and trying to ignore how their skin stuck together. She'd already done this with Natsu a number of times to help him orgasm, but it was amazing how much more energy it took when she was the one trying to finish. It suddenly made a lot more sense to her why he always seemed to get overheated and breathed so heavily during these kinds of activities.
Apparently, her growing frustration leaked over to Natsu, because after a little while, he asked, "Ya doing okay?"
She chuckled and groaned in the same breath, not exactly sure how to answer at the moment.
"Yes? No? I don't know… I just…."
Her nonsense trailed off as she ground against him a few more times, trying to figure out what she was supposed to do next.
"Here… lemme help."
"Wha- uh?!"
Before she knew what was going on, he had hoisted her up a little more onto her knees and snuck his hand between them – twisting it around and up in what had to be an uncomfortable way. His fingers just barely brushed over her pubic mound, and she froze, not sure about the direction this had suddenly taken.
"Can I touch you? It'll be over your underwear, I promise."
She was very glad that her forehead was still pressed against his shoulder, because that meant her face was hidden as she thought about his suggestion.
It was a little uncomfortable/embarrassing to let him touch her there with his hands, but at the moment she was honestly willing to do just about anything if it meant this would all come to some sort of conclusion.
And so, after a minute, she finally mumbled, "… yeah," against his skin and just squeezed her eyes shut – literally putting the whole situation into his hands.
The instant that word left her lips, he was already moving. His fingers slid between her legs, stopping right over a bundle of nerves that she assumed was her clitoris (based on research). It made her jerk and almost reconsider, but then he pressed against her and started rubbing in fairly quick circles. The pressure he used was less than what she'd been exerting, but his speed was much faster, and there was something about his fingers that was more direct than the somewhat blunt stimulation of grinding against him.
The sensations from this were definitely stronger and immediately started building in intensity. That spot between her legs felt better and better by the second, and the ball of tension in her groin began winding incredibly tight. Almost every huff out of her mouth was accompanied with a sound as she desperately tried to ride whatever wave was building inside of her.
The anxiety from before rose up right alongside it, making her feel slightly panicky as all the new sensations threatened to overwhelm her. She still just didn't know what to expect and had no idea what was happening…. It all felt too good, and she wasn't sure how much more she could take without going crazy. There was definitely an irrational fear somewhere in the back of her mind that instead of orgasming, this was actually going nowhere, and she'd simply self-combust instead.
All she could do was press her face into Natsu's chest and hope like heck that he knew what he was doing.
Right when she seriously began to consider giving up, a bolt of pleasure went through her nipple. Natsu had flicked his thumb across it, and the sensation was like lighting the fuse of a firecracker. There were all sorts of imaginary sparks from that one touch, and the fresh assault on her nerves shot straight down to where he was rubbing her with his other hand.
The two combined into one extremely powerful band of pleasure/tension that stretched… and stretched… and then finally snapped. Those sensations that had been mounting suddenly shot through the roof and everything felt a hundred… no, a thousand times better than before, sending shards of literally unbelievable pleasure through her. Muscles that she hadn't really been fully aware of started clenching spastically in her pelvic area – which somehow felt good, – and the rest of her body twitched, shook, and generally went out of control. She just about lost her mind for what felt like several minutes.
At some point, the pleasure turned to intense discomfort that made her squirm and push at Natsu's hand. As soon as he took it away, the other sensations slowly started to taper off… until (after a few more spasms) it finally seemed to be over.
All the tension seeped out of her, leaving her a boneless mess draped over her boyfriend, and she was overcome by a level of relief and satisfaction that she'd never known was possible.
After a minute of huffing and puffing, Natsu broke the silence.
"See? I told ya it'd be okay."
"Uh-huh…" she chuckled at first, and once she'd caught a little more of her breath, she added, "So, that was an orgasm…."
"Yup. Did it feel good?"
"Definitely."
He chuckled at her emphatic response, and then his hips shifted, and he suddenly groaned.
"Uh… speaking of, I'm about ready to bust here. Do ya mind if I finish off?"
That made her realize that he was still VERY hard and throbbing under her.
Feeling slightly embarrassed for temporarily forgetting about him, she quickly said, "Oh! Right…! Of course…! Um…."
Acting on habit, she lazily forced herself up – which was a lot harder than it should have been – and sat herself on his crotch. Her intent was to do their usual routine. However, the instant her weight pressed down on what she assumed was her clitoris, a shot of pain went through her that said it was closed for business at the moment.
She winced and leaned back slightly, and Natsu chuckled.
"A little sensitive?" he asked, guessing correctly.
"Yeah… I can't lean forward, or it hurts."
He chuckled again and rubbed her hips, smirking up at her.
"Heh… not surprised. I've heard a girl's clit can be really tender for a little while after coming."
The shortened term for clitoris surprised her a little, and she blinked down at him, absorbing it. Surprisingly, her first impression of 'clit' was that it was cute, and she liked it better than 'clitoris.'
There wasn't much time to really consider that though, because Natsu suddenly flipped them, and she squeaked as she unexpectedly found herself on her back with him on top of her.
"H-huh, what? What are you…?"
"Lemme try something. If it bugs you, I'll stop, okay?"
That lazy, relaxed sense of happiness was still making her feel all fluffy, so she didn't have any problem with letting him take the lead.
"Alright. Now, I'm curious," she said back with a small laugh and let her body go lax, interested to see what he had in mind.
He scooted close and hooked his hands under her knees, using that to lift her hips so that their privates were pressed together. After a little adjusting and arranging, they settled into a position where he held her legs against his chest… with her calves braced on his shoulders… and his dick was rubbing against her panties and closed thighs.
"How's this?" he asked as he experimentally thrusted, and she shivered.
There was a little gentle friction against her clit when he thrusted, and squeezing her thighs together also put mild pressure on it… but all of that was actually pleasurable, rather than painful.
So, she found it easy to say, "It feels good."
He flashed his teeth in one of those grins that made her stomach tremble.
"Great! Then I'm gonna go for it. Just lemme know if it starts getting uncomfortable or something."
She nodded her agreement, and he started thrusting his hips against her – which made her suddenly realize the one thing that might be an issue here.
This was the first time she'd let him take the lead on their rhythm. Whenever they'd dry humped, she had been in charge… but that wasn't the case here. In this position, he was obviously the one that had to move if they wanted any friction. She could use her legs to hump up and down a little (with the bit of leverage she had on his shoulders), but it was difficult.
And of course, the problem with him moving was that it might trigger some bad memories….
Luckily though, this position was extremely different from the other, and she could look up and see Natsu right there in front of her. Besides that, all of the good feelings from before helped cut through her sudden spat of nerves, like a heavy dose of thick cream through bitter coffee, and she was mostly able to suppress them.
The remainder drifted away after a minute or two. Focusing on Natsu's pleasure helped a great deal… not to mention how it was for her. The friction felt wonderful, and to her surprise, the sensations and tension starting to rebuild again – almost as though her body thought it could work up to another orgasm.
That was ridiculous, and she dismissed the idea as soon as it came to her. Obviously, everything had felt amazing, and she wanted to do it again sometime… but not tonight. Even if multiple orgasms WERE possible (which she couldn't help but doubt), there was no way that she'd be able to do it. She was still dizzy from the first time.
As for Natsu, he seemed to be quickly approaching that peak himself. His pace and breathing were already starting to speed up and become erratic, and she could feel his body heat mounting rapidly.
After a minute, he grimaced and suddenly pressed her knees back against her chest, startling her a little. She flushed slightly when she realized that he could clearly see her underwear in this new position, but he didn't give her enough time to be embarrassed about it.
"Not enough… need more…." he huffed, and she watched as he adjusted his very loose pants around his dick so that it could stick out straight instead of being held against his body.
Then, he pulled her legs back up to his chest and parted them a little so he could slip himself between her thighs. Once his dick was snuggly against her privates, he squeezed her legs closed, much tighter than before, going so far as to cross them and have the opposite ankles resting on his shoulders.
The whole thing happened so fast that she wasn't entirely sure what was going on at first… until he started thrusting again. Then, she definitely understood what he was aiming for. This position gave him a lot more pressure and friction, and it also mimicked sex in a way that just rubbing against each other couldn't do. As he thrusted, he moved in and out of the space between her thighs in an imitation of the other act.
That could have easily triggered her, but luckily it didn't. Aside from a little anxiety for the first few thrusts, she was still able to put all her attention into helping him cum… and also feeling good herself.
This new position didn't just stimulate him more; it also rubbed him against her clit. She would have expected it to be uncomfortable, but surprisingly, what actually happened was the opposite. Apparently, that part of her had become less antisocial in the last few minutes, because (instead of hurting) it felt amazing. So much so, that she suddenly started to worry that maybe orgasming twice in one night wasn't as far fetched as she'd originally thought.
If they'd gone on for much longer like that, she might have been in real trouble, but Natsu reached his limit within a few minutes. She could tell it was coming from the way he moved… how his muscles tensed and twitched, and his rhythm got jerky. Plus, he also bluntly told her that he was about to cum, so there wasn't much guesswork involved.
His hips jerked against her once… twice… and then he suddenly hugged her legs and buried his face in her knees as his body froze up against her. A few curses snuck out of him, making her stomach flip at the roughness and pleasure in his voice. She couldn't help but suddenly remember just how good her own orgasm had felt, and that made it even more arousing than usual to watch him finish.
After several long, tense seconds, his body finally relaxed, and he slumped back onto his heels with a sigh. That pulled him from between her legs, and she let them flop down on either side of him – taking a few moments of her own to catch her breath and calm down.
"Wow… that was amazing, Luce. We've gotta do that again."
She nodded emphatically.
"Absolutely!"
Sneak Peek:
"Yo. I didn't think you'd wait for us!" Natsu called as they trotted over to Gray and Juvia, but both his and Lucy's smiles slipped a little when they saw the serious expressions on the other two.
"We weren't gonna, but then we saw this. I think you'd better check it out, Lucy."
"Um… okay," she replied, feeling a surge of nerves make her stomach tense.
It was at that moment that she realized they were outside of what essentially amounted to a small sheriff's office, and the entire outer wall was covered with wanted posters. Honestly, it wasn't the best place for any of them to be, but none of them seemed to care - likely because they were confident in their ability to take out anyone stupid enough to try and apprehend them.
Gray was obviously gesturing at one poster in particular with her face on the front, and she winced in displeasure at the sight.
This one seemed different though from the ones she'd seen before, and it didn't take her long to figure out why. Underneath her picture, the writing said, "Noble Lucy Eisenwald, Concubine to King Erigor Eisenwald. Wanted: Alive and as unharmed as possible. Bounty: 1,000,000 jewel. Caution: Suffers from insanity and delusions."
Underneath that lovely message was something even worse. It read, "If she should resist, alert her to the fact that two of her maids have been judged guilty of aiding in her truancy and abetting her mental illnesses. They are being held at Balsam Castle, and will not be pardoned unless she comes to her senses and returns to her husband." And then there were two pictures… one of Brandy and one of Michelle.
Post Note:
Uh-oh... it looks like we're about to run into trouble!