hi hi hi here we are with another update!
for those who don't know, I was on vacation the last few days and I got home yesterday! It was super fun, I went with my best friend and some of her friends!
I have to put away my luggage still and I have work tomorrow lmao but I wanted to get this done asap ehehehehe
Lucy huffed and rolled her eyes as her next opponent fell to the ground, rolling around and clutching his stomach. The knights around her roared with cheers at another victory, Loke raising his arms and whooping.
"See that?! What'd I tell ya! My little sister could beat any of you cocky pieces of shit!" He cackled, Lucy, letting her hand fall on her hip as her eyes drifted away from the crowd.
"Who's next, huh?! Don't think you can get outta this room without gettin' your ass beat!"
The blonde frowned at the dinner table later that night, annoyed with her brother who kept ogling the pink-haired maid timidly serving them their meal.
She was always toted around like some spectacle, her brother more than happy to flaunt her strength all around town. He taught her himself, and she flourished with overwhelming power, so why wouldn't he show her off?
Who would shy away from the crazy strength of the daughter of their King?
The fourth daughter, Lucy Ashley Heartfilia. And for a king who doted on his kids, they could go around doing just about anything they wanted.
She could never say no when Loke begged to take her out; she never really had the chance to go out without him. The damned brat wouldn't let her be escorted by anyone but himself. And he got their father to agree with him, so she was stuck inside until he wanted to go into town.
She sighed, knowing the next day would be full of more fights as her brother always brought her down to the pub district on weekends.
After all, where was the harm in a couple hours of pure good fun?
Lucy was planning to give it real good to that damned lion that dared to get drunk with his buddies and forget she was there.
He stumbled off at some point, mumbling about seeing Aries. He left her at the bar with a mug full of beer, her arms crossed and lips pouting.
A carriage would probably be along soon, one that would hopefully run her brother over on its way to her.
She ignored her drink and walked towards the door, grumbling as a pair of drunk knights blocked the exit.
"Oi...let us go another...another...another round with us! I ain't... lettin'...no skirt-wearin' lady…beat my ass...with one fuckin'...dainty ass...k...kick," She frowned as he burped through his sentence, his friend nodding along at his side.
"Look, I don't have time to deal wi—" She raised her hand to brush them off, eyes widening as one snatched ahold of her wrist.
"Yer brother ain't around, and he left ya on the bad side of town...little lady," Her nose scrunched as the stench of his breath wafted underneath it.
As Lucy was about to roundhouse kick them both out of her way, another hand came into view, removing the clammy grasp from her person.
"Is that any way to treat a lady? You know the rules around here, don't you?" The thick voice of her savior made her ears suddenly burn, a shiver crawling its way down her back.
She looked up to see a man with pink hair stand between them, talking down the idiots that she'd beaten up earlier that day.
He turned around as they reluctantly left the bar, heads hung low in shame.
He flashed a wide grin, a reassuring hand falling on her shoulder.
"You alright, miss? Those guys won't be bothering you anymore,"
"I'm just fine, no worse for the wear," A soft smile graced her lips as he led her away from the noisy center of the pub.
"That's not a lie, right? My dad would kill me if I didn't make sure a girl all by her lonesome was one hundred percent okay. Those guys scare you at all?" He asked as they stood by the counter she previously occupied, their voices hushed amongst the loud patrons.
"N-No, I'm alright, really," She couldn't help but blush underneath his gentle stare. "Thank you for your help,"
"My pleasure," He chuckled, his chest bouncing as he laughed. "Would you like to rest upstairs? It's a lot quieter, a lot cleaner, hm? We're known for hospitality around here,"
"I'd like that," Lucy said, her heart thumping as he took hold of her hand.
The blonde was surprised to feel so flustered when talking to a man; none had ever made her feel so...smushy. He was kind and considerate, someone that actually saw her femininity before her prowess. It was a nice change of pace.
"My family owns the place, so stay up here as long as you like, yeah? Ya seem like a fancy kind of girl, so I hope it's not too cramped." The pink-haired man said as he opened a door at the end of the hall, a large bed against the wall, a love seat with a footrest in the opposite corner. It was lit only by a steadily roaring fire in the fireplace, making it a very cozy space.
"It's quite lovely," She hummed, sitting at the edge of the bed as he stood in the doorway. "I wouldn't dare to look down on your hospitality,"
"Is there anything else I can get you? Otherwise, I'll just fetch you when your carriage arrives," Lucy felt a dip in her stomach at the thought. She didn't want to be without such a...wonderfully mannered man. Something in her wanted more of that kindness, more of his saccharine demeanor. She really doubted she'd ever have another chance to experience this otherwise.
"I'd actually...appreciate your company?" Lucy said, hands held behind her back, chest slightly thrust forward as she walked back up to him. A slight smirk played with her lips as he glanced downward for a moment, her ample bosom catching his eye. She could hear the blood pounding in her ears as he closed the door softly behind him. His back pressed against the light-colored wood, a smirk of his own gracing his lips.
"It'd be rude of me to decline an invitation from a lady."
She sat again on the edge of the bed as he took a seat on the chair in the corner, Lucy playfully rolling her eyes.
"Don't be shy," She hummed, kicking off her heels. "There's plenty of room over here with me, hmm?"
"That's awfully forward of you," He lifted a brow, watching Lucy let her hair out of its ribbon.
"I think it's only polite to make my intentions clear." A shiver ran up her spine as he kneeled before her, taking her foot in his hand.
"Then," He paused as he branded a kiss against her ankle. "It's only polite if I agree to her lady's wish,"
Lucy licked her lips, stifling a moan as he teased up the length of her leg. His kisses were soft and warm, spreading goosebumps as he worked his way up. The slit in her dress let him travel up to her thigh, the soft foreplay sparking a different look in their eyes.
She moved back on the bed, smiling as he climbed onto the mattress. He straddled her hips, his hand falling to hold the side of her face.
"May I know your name?" He asked, his lips barely a breath away from her own.
"Lucy," She brushed a kiss against his, already hungry for more.
"Natsu," He silenced himself with a soft kiss back, the two soon succumbing to their wants.
He felt dominating on top of her, Lucy not used to the intense aura of someone overwhelming her. She felt smothered, in a good way, soaking up the raw energy he seemed to expel. He suited her so well like they were meant to have met.
While he was thick and rugged, his touches were soft and warm. His hand gently moved down her side, holding her hip with a subtle grip. He stole her breath with each kiss, replacing it with his own. His kisses were forceful and kind, filled with passion and something that made her stomach twist with knots.
"Hngh..." Her toes curled, back arching slightly as he moved to kiss the crook of her neck. She flexed her fingers as he moaned, slathering his tongue over her pulse point.
"Do you like that?" Her chest swelled against his as he whispered into her ear. She could hear his smirk, the pressure of his lips against her cheek tantalizingly tempting.
"Mhm," Her subtle mumble made him chuckle, a hot trail of similar touches going down her collarbone.
"I don't want to do anything you're not okay with," His hushed voice breathed against her nape, his eyes cast upward to her lowered gaze.
"No one has ever been so...sweet with me," Lucy swallowed the lump in her throat, feeling his warm hands tighten slightly around her. "I would appreciate it if you would be...for just a bit longer?"
With a quick snap of her fingers, her dress began to disappear, her motion tearing away the magic she momentarily borrowed. The feeling of being exposed to his eyes and senses made her body shake at its core, the excitement blooming as he let out a throaty gasp.
"Wow…" His reality seemed to set in as he stared at her underwear-clad self, glued to the sheer silk of her garments that barely hid her most private parts. They were strangers following a sudden spark of desire, getting lost in the rushed kisses and indulgent touches.
He met her eyes again, finding himself unable to resist the lust she held, waiting to be touched. His hand felt slow as it moved to cup the heft of her breast, a shudder and a squeak unable to contain themselves. Her lips parted slightly as she began to pant, a slight breathlessness building in her throat. He moaned against the curve of her decolletage, the softness of her skin under his tongue inciting him to further satiate himself.
She curved herself into his touch, not caring how far her voice traveled. Though no one would be able to hear over the clamor of drunkards or shouting of the occasional brawl.
Lucy felt her heart begin to beat a mile a minute as he steadily pulled down the cup of her brassiere, only peeking at one side of her before taking off the entire piece.
The thin fabric slid over her pert nipple, his tongue following behind its sweep. The foreign sensation washed over her, teeth tightly pulling her bottom lip between them. Had she always been this sensitive? No part of her ever felt so vulnerable, easily swayed by someone else's will. His light moans as he marked her with his teeth made her chest well, blood rushing its way to her cheeks.
"Oh…" She couldn't but help and indulge in his touches, scared by her instant addiction to the way he teased her chest.
He seemed familiar with the surface area, knowing just where to squeeze, where to press his kisses, and where to sink his teeth into.
Her back arched as he undid the hook keeping it connected, tossing it off somewhere behind him.
Natsu moved to the other side of her chest, naughtily repeating similar motions that further riled her up. What she would give for such an intricate massage on days, unlike today. It felt like he ate away so much of her tension with one squeeze of his palm.
He let his lips graze down the plane of her stomach, his kisses leaving deep marks on her skin the more she moaned. She couldn't help but follow the trace of his tongue, feeling the heat grow closer and closer to her hidden treasure.
His eyes glanced upward as he held the heft of her thigh, licking his bottom lip slowly as their eyes met.
Her puffy lips parted as she panted, her heart thumping at the burning look he held. She felt too shy to speak, knowing he was asking for her permission to continue. Lucy wanted to outright say that she'd be fine with anything he chose to do in the moment, strangely comfortable with this situation.
"You look beautiful," He spoke first, Lucy nervously biting down on her finger. She felt her face heat up, overstimulated as he began to tease her inner thigh. "You're dripping so much."
"Don't stare like that," She mumbled, feeling her heart jump as he caught her gaze.
"Does it make you uncomfortable? I can't help but admire you," His words sounded so sweet and genuine, Lucy tensed involuntarily. She wanted to drag him back up and smother herself with his kisses.
"I... It's okay," She forced out, not wanting him to stop. He chuckled at her nervous demeanor, letting his lips continue to mark her thighs.
"Can I?" He asked, his thumbs already spreading her lower lips apart.
She quickly nodded her head, unable to meet his passionate stare again.
Anticipation grew as she stared at the ceiling, waiting for him to touch her. It was like he was taking his time to analyze her, to memorize the glistening appearance of her sodden sex.
Her back arched, following the upward movement of his tongue.
"Oh…" Lucy moaned at the feeling, already wishing for more. She felt vulnerable and at his will, excited for more as he paused.
"Tell me if anything hurts." He said, pushing two fingers past his lips. Lucy pouted, waiting for another stroke of his tongue against her expectant clit.
She muttered an 'okay' as he entered her, carefully pushing his fingers in.
It felt new and a bit odd at first, but warm and relaxing as well.
He pulled both fingers out, pushing them in again as he teased her. Natsu moaned against her sensitive button as he kissed it, letting his tongue slip in unison.
Lucy gripped the blanket, finding her lips loose and desire rising as he continued to pleasure her.
Her hands filled with the swell of her breasts, Lucy fondling herself as he continued with his set rhythm.
She gasped as he curled his fingers into a certain part of her hidden self, pushing her off the edge of her climax.
She shuddered and cried out as he continued to pump his fingers, her hand grabbing at his hair as he refused to pull his lips away.
Her hips bucked into his mouth, his movements slowing in sync.
"How do you feel?" He asked as he kissed up her stomach, stealing her lips in a sweet embrace.
"Wonderful," She sighed, taking in deep breaths as he peppered kisses on her skin.
"I'm glad you liked it," He chuckled, leaning back to sit on his knees. He took her hand, helping her sit forward and keeping her steady.
Her eyes drifted between them, the bulge in his pants intimidating her lack of experience. She gulped, letting his gentle touch ease her into a comfortable mindset.
"We don't have to go any further," He hummed, running his hand gently up and down her arm. "No need to feel uncomfortable."
"I want you to feel good too," She pouted seductively, leaning into his touch. "I'd like it if you could teach me?"
He grinned at her coy innocence, grinding his hips into hers.
"My pleasure." He said, taking her hand in his. Their eyes met as he kissed the back of it, leading it to fall between them.
She shuddered as he revealed himself, the thick, twitching member unsheathed from his thin pants. It dripped as he hissed, the cool air settling around him.
She wanted to compliment him, her mesmerized self unable to conjure the proper response. She only had experience from novels, her confidence feigned up until now.
"Start here," He helped her wrap her hand around the base of his cock, her heart jumping in excitement. "And move your hand up and down, but don't squeeze too tight."
"Mm," She nodded, his hand still leading her movements. She could see the sweat forming at his brow, every stroke enticing him toward the edge of ecstasy.
"Does it feel good?" She asked, meeting his strained gaze as she tightened her grip for a moment. Her lips spread slightly as he flinched but let out a throaty groan, teasing him was too exciting.
"Yeah," He responded, his throat somewhat tighter as she continued.
Lucy licked her lips, pushing him back slightly as she shimmied herself between his legs. Her confidence was regained, her lips puckering to kiss the swollen head of his dick.
"Fuck…" He let his head fall back as she teased him with her tongue, drawing shapes around the tip before traveling downward.
She followed the patterns of his veins, tracing upwards and carefully licking the bead of precum away.
He followed the swirl of her tongue around his head, her subtle moans voiced as she took in his flavor.
It was rich and manly, the dominating flavor settling strangely in her stomach. She wanted more.
They locked eyes as she bobbed her head down, her hand meeting her where she couldn't take him in. His groans and curses spurred her on, her sex warming as he said her name.
"Lucy...oh fuck...Lucy…" She wanted to stop and ask what he wanted, but enjoyed the look on his face too much. It twisted and contorted just for her. He felt good just for her.
She experientially squeezed his balls, delighted by the sharp his and dark glare he pointed towards her. She only shrugged, continuing the motion as he began to pant harder.
"Ngh...if you...if you keep doing...that... I'm gonna…ah!" He began to buck his hips, feeling the release of his climax shooting out.
"Oh…" He felt the tension release from his body as he came, Lucy's hand jerking him through the steady decline. She still sucked on him, suddenly addicted to the bitter flavor of his cum. It made her body shiver, the excitement between her legs returning.
She moaned as she swallowed the last of it, licking her lips as Natsu watched her.
"You didn't have to swallow," He said in an attempt to catch his breath. "I can't imagine that it tasted all too well."
"Would you like to try?" She hummed, kissing her way up his body, letting her tongue play with his nipple. "Kiss me, it's quite sweet."
He felt a growl rise in his chest as she giggled, seduced by the sight of her. He pulled her upward, not daring to refuse her offer. He barely noticed the taste, only sinking into the feeling of their shared intimacy.
He rolled them over, still kissing her as she sunk into the mattress.
The princess was suddenly reminded of the cheesy lines in her book, persuaded by the dimly lit room to ask for more.
"Take me," She whispered as their lips parted, feeling her heart race as he looked down at her. "Take me, Natsu."
"We don't have to go any further," He shook his head, gently kissing her cheek. "I won't pressure you to do more."
"I want to be with you," She frowned, pressing a hand against his chest. "Don't you want to be with me?"
He gulped, his lips parting to moan slightly as she reached her hand between them again.
"You're still hard, Natsu."
"And you're strangely too seductive." The pink-haired man chuckled, stealing another kiss from her lips.
"Tell me if anything hurts, okay?" He asked as she nodded, parting her legs to make room for himself.
He teased her sensitive button with his tip, grinding it against her, He chuckled as she twitched, whining his name as he lined with her entrance.
Natsu held her hand as he pushed into her, Lucy slowly breathing in as he filled her.
It didn't hurt, even as he pushed through her unbroken wall. It felt a bit tight and foreign, but not unpleasant.
"You can move," She nodded, breathing out the tension she held in. He complied, slowly pulling out and pushing himself in for a repeated amount of times.
"You're so warm," He said breathlessly. "And tight around me."
"You can move a bit faster," Lucy said as she began to feel a bit bored. It felt nice, but the pace was only to help her get used to his size. "Don't hold back, Natsu. I want you to do what makes you feel good."
"You might regret that." He hummed, flexing his hips toward her with more force.
Lucy felt her eyes widen as he kissed the entrance of her womb, the pressure hitting differently as he picked up his speed.
She let her head roll as Natsu held her hips, their skin slapping together as she moaned.
"Yes...mm, Natsu...ah! Like that, yes! Natsu, Natsu…" Her breath became airy as he fucked her, a grin flashing on his face as he leaned forward.
"You like that? Right there?" He pushed into her, rubbing against the more sensitive places within her. She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck as he continued.
"Harder, harder, please…!" She loved the feeling of friction, the sharp sensation when he reached her deepest parts. He kissed her as they rocked together, both panting as they made love.
He reached between them, rubbing her clit and groaning as she contracted around him.
"Fuck, you feel so good…" He moaned into her ear, kissing behind it as he began to move faster.
"I'm gonna…! If you do it like that, I'll…!" She cried out, squirming as she prolonged her release.
"Come on, cum for me, Lucy. You make me feel so good, ngh...go ahead…" He groaned, both of them unraveling with the other. Lucy came around him, the tight muscles milking him into her.
They shuddered as they continued down from their climax, their lips desperately meeting each other.
"Again," Lucy mumbled, refusing to let him out of her grasp. "Do me again."
The chirping of birds and the stream of sunlight breaking through the curtain beside them woke Lucy first. She warmed with the light, enjoying the signs of morning as she cozied against her pillow.
The light sounds of the village were soon disrupted by the clunking of metal, armored footsteps throughout the streets disturbing her rest.
She sighed as she sat up, pushing aside the curtain to rest on the window ledge. She almost laughed, smiling as she watched the street clamor with the palace guards.
"Good morning." She heard Natsu mumble in his tired voice, kissing up the length of her back as he nestled himself behind her.
"Good morning," She giggled as he pecked her cheek. "Did you sleep well?"
"With you in my arms? Better than most nights." He sighed, making her heart skip a beat. "How about you?"
"I'd be lonely without you in my bed," She hummed, turning into his hold. "Would you like to come live with me?"
"Isn't that an idea," He laughed, looking down to the street she'd stared at. "Mavis, what the hell is going on? The castle guard is everywhere...did something happen?"
"Oh, they're looking for the princess, she didn't come home last night," Lucy said nonchalantly, Natsu startled with her reply.
"The princess? Geez, that's terrible. I hope she's okay." Natsu frowned, Lucy, nodding in reassurance.
"She's just fine. You saved her from some nasty fellows and kept her company all night, hm?" She said as she nestled her head against his chest, holding in her laugh as Natsu's jaw went slightly slack.
"You... you're…"
"I don't feel like going home yet, though. They're so annoying," She sighed, twirling her finger to conjure a spell. "Gemini."
"Piri Piri, oh hey Lucy, what's going on? Who's he?" The little blue spirits asked as they floated above her.
"A friend I made last night," She smiled, Natsu still shocked into a frozen state. "Could you go home and pretend to be me? I want to stay here for a while longer. Loke's probably going crazy, so don't let him figure out it's you, got it?"
"Mhm! See you later, Lucy!"
Natsu finally spoke as they disappeared, quickly closing the curtain so they wouldn't be seen.
"You're the princess?! Why wouldn't you tell me that?!" He hissed, Lucy only able to laugh at his flabbergasted expression.
"I don't think you would have been yourself at all last night if you knew who I was," She hummed with a shrug. "No one ever treats me so sweetly when they know who I am."
"I guess that makes sense," He pouted. "But what now? I heard the prince hangs those who even dare to look at you."
"I can handle my big brother," She scoffed with a smile. "But for now, let's just keep cuddling."
I feel like this was for sure a pwp bc there wasn't much development before the whole schmex scene lol
I hope it doesn't seem rushed? it's intended to be this single scene kind of frame so I hope it worked
Follow me on tumblr if you want to see stuff that I put out early or whatever, there are a bunch of cool dudes to get to know on there
I have a couple things I'm working on rn, but what dress should I do next?