I beat the writer's block holding me back omg

All it takes is writing something that I absolutely had no plans to write

and remembering that yall love my writing!

Natsu was told stories when he was young, stories about the things that no one else could see.

His family was special in a way that society would never understand. In a way that history books couldn't even provide support for what his family had experienced.

Things existed within the shadows, behind the clouds, in the flowers, oceans, and even within the air everyone breathed.

Some were kind while others liked to play cute pranks. Others taught him things about the plants and trees, warning him where not to go at night.

His mother gave him a necklace to wear, a thin strand of white dragon scales. It would protect him from the things that were truly evil. The things that were after his blood.

He never believed in these evil things, not until one attacked his father.

It was taller than their house, black and sinewy like a shadow. It had teeth sharper than his own, hands with fingers as thin as nails and sharper than glass.

His mom grabbed him and ran as soon as his father screamed for them to escape. She covered his eyes and went as far as she could into the dark forest. Until the fairies guided her to safety.

Igneel came back with a wound on his side and a scar on his cheek, but he was no worse for the wear, so he said.

Natsu never took off his necklace after that day, nor did he wander too far from home, nor did he go out at night, or visit the places fairies warned him against.

But as he grew up, his fears began to dwindle as he trained in martial arts. He always carried a form of protection, never leaving himself vulnerable to the things that were sure to eat him alive.

Until he went away for the weekend.

It was just a school trip, nothing out of the ordinary. An overnight trip to Akanke Beach.

Grandine made sure he had his necklace and a few talismans, just in case. But the worst thing that lurked around wouldn't dare leave the water, and she trusted her son to be safe. Natsu wouldn't willingly put himself in danger.

He did his best anyhow. Not realizing just what could break the surface of the ocean.

He couldn't always be on alert, how was one supposed to enjoy life like that? If anything got too close he would know. They had a very distinct scent.

He had fun with his friends and let the semester's stress melt off in games of volleyball and quick ocean races. They bashed watermelons, cooked barbeque, lit sparklers, and snickered as some walked off to receive confessions.

If only he hadn't left his towel on the beach, then maybe he wouldn't have seen her.

A girl sitting by her lonesome at the edge of the waves. Her blonde hair whipped in the light breeze, the somber look on her face illuminated by the moonlight. She wore nothing but a thin bathing suit, his eyes catching her shoulders shake.

"Hey, are you alright?" He didn't hesitate to ask as he came up behind her. "Are ya lost or somethin'?"

"No, I'm alright," She sighed, not bothering to turn around. "The sea is really gentle at night, don't you think?"

"Doesn't the moon pull the waves more at night?" He wondered aloud, his heart racing a bit more as she laughed.

"That's true, but I usually find it's more in its element. The water is more comfortable around the moon, it loosens up and settles into its gentleness. I love watching the waves like this, it makes me feel comfortable too."

He dropped his towel around her shoulders and sat beside her, observing the breaks of the waves alongside her. Maybe he felt more comfortable too.

It was probably the salt in the air that kept his nose distracted, too distracted to notice her. But even when he did, it was too late. He already sat down, mesmerized and hypnotized by the sway of the water.

When did they move? When had the scenery changed? Maybe he should've paid more attention when his mom was going over what to look out for.

His eyes mindlessly looked around the room, its ocean aesthetic telling him enough. The fish swimming just outside the window were too odd for him to ignore. The bed was soft, her room decorated with seashells and pearls, dried kelp curtains, and sunken treasure.

"A nymph…" He managed to say as he watched her climb on top of him.

"I usually don't come out," She sighed, letting her hair out of its pigtails. "But you have such a wonderful scent, I couldn't ignore it."

His slight relief was warranted in the fact that he knew he wouldn't die here but was disappointed in himself for falling for her spell. Of course, you shouldn't approach random girls on the beach in the middle of the night!

With a snap of her fingers, he shook his head, finding that she had given back the control of his body.

"Why would you...you know I could escape like this, right?"

"And go where? We're underwater," She giggled as he sat up. "Unless you can hold your breath for twenty minutes, I don't think you should leave on your own."

"Then, you'll take me back?" He asked as she shrugged her shoulders cutely.

"I might," She hummed, Natsu grumbling as she pursed her pink lips. "If you give me what I want."

"Which is?" He stifled a groan as she rocked her hips forward slightly. A sly grin slipped onto her lips as she dipped her head into the crook of his neck, pressing her nose against his pulse point.

"Let me have a taste of your body," She warmly whispered into his ear, nipping on the lobe. "Please?"

He blinked at the slight desperation in her voice, as it went over the octave of playful begging. Something more than desperation that made his heart heavy.

She carefully kissed her way to his lips, the pink-haired boy embarrassed to have his first like this. Though he was inexperienced, she guided him effortlessly, goading him to follow her lead.

Her saliva was like poison, he knew that much at least. It burned going down his throat, like a stream of hot tea that he hadn't let cool. It was just enough to calm his overworking thoughts, to relax his muscles, to stimulate his blood flow. He felt connected to her, his eyes unable to look away from her own. He wanted more from her, his will falling to her seductive whims.

She moaned as her tongue slipped into his mouth again, his distinctive warmth making her feel flush.

"Do you know why we chase you?" She hummed against his neck, leaving deep kisses and playfully biting his skin. "Do you know why we want you? Why your blood is so precious?"

He shook his head through the fog, groaning as she ground against his boner again.

"You carry the blood of the demon king. Our fallen ruler from hundreds and thousands of years ago. And we all thought he was gone forever until your clan was born. As humans of all things. With his blood. It drives some to want to kill you, to reclaim his linage for themselves. And it drives others to help you, to honor their family's duty toward him. But for the rest of us? It drives us to mate with you, in hopes of reviving our fallen king, to give birth to the next demon lord."

He crooned as he kissed her again, his hands on her hips as she flexed her hips against the hot boner in his shorts. He bruised her lips back, his sharp canines now finding themselves against her neck.

"So, you want me to get you pregnant?" He asked through the haze of his mind, unable to stop himself from giving her pressured purple marks. She nodded as he dragged his tongue against her skin, her moan vibrating against it.

"More than anything," She panted, untying the string of her golden top. "do I want to feel the hot seed of the demon king in my womb."

Maybe it was the hidden instinct within himself that desired what she desired. Or maybe it was the aphrodisiac now coursing through his veins controlling him to believe her.

He recalled that the fairies once told him how much stronger he smelled compared to anyone in his family. How the dragon scales protected him from the utmost evil that would surely kill him if they were ever given a chance. That thing all those nights ago, was after him, not his father.

Maybe that was all this world needed. His son. The next demon king.

"Would that make you my queen?" He asked, his thumbs pressing into her stiff nipples as he playfully gripped her breasts. She writhed in his lap, twitching at her own unknown sensitivity of her chest. He could feel her quick pulse underneath her skin, the labored breath as he continued to touch and tease her. She seemed a little over her head at this point, not as in control as he would've assumed a skilled nymph was.

"If you…" She whined as he squeezed her again, catching her eyes as his mouth molded over one reddened bud. "...do that…!"

The odd sensation of her under his tongue made his stomach flare with desire; the desire to see more of her twisted and aroused faces.

"What's your name?" He asked as she bit down on her bottom lip. "I'm Natsu."

"L-Lucy…" Her breath was staggered, his head nodding as he continued his pleasured torture. She was actually pretty cute like this.

She gasped sharply, her hips squirming with more force as he bit down on her sensitive flesh. Her hands found purchase on his shoulders as she rode out her climax, Natsu watching in surprise as he let go of the nipple he sucked on.

He pulled on the small knot of her bottoms, pulling the sash off as he inspected the splatter coming down her thighs.

"You came?" He asked, Lucy shyly nodding as she caught her breath.

"My breasts are really...it just felt too good," Her embarrassed pout almost made him laugh, his own sex pulsing from the sight. "My king."

He purred with excitement as she reclaimed her seductive energy, Natsu now finding himself on his back.

"It's not fair if I'm the only one undressed," She said, kissing down his stomach as she tugged on his swimming trunks. He flinched every time she brushed against his length, a small grin splitting with every small moan.

She carefully pulled them down, revealing the swollen head of his cock. It was red and glistened with precum, her lips gently kissing the tip.

She sat forward and shuddered with excitement, one small taste enough to invigorate her core instincts.

"Oh, I can't wait, to hell with foreplay," Her chest rose quickly as adrenaline filled her, her eyes blazing with an erotic hunger. "Barely a drop and I'm already...it's because it's yours...the demon king's…"

With the way delight filled her, Natsu almost thought she would come again. Her body was overly aroused, her impure thoughts leaking into her physical form.

She tore away the shorts, lining his thickness up with her eager pussy. Tears welled in her eyes as she slid down on him, a deep moan escaping both of their lips.

The smack of their hips meeting and the chorus of her delirious heat filled the room, her hands reaching out for his.

"Oh...Natsu…" She mewled, lost in the feeling of her body. "It's so deep...I can feel you pushing against it...it's so full…"

Her hand settled under her navel as he held her steady by the hip, her finger pointing to where she felt the curve of his dick.

"It's rubbing...oh yes, right there...oh, yes…!" He rammed into her, driven on by her heat and his own desire to fill her. Her breasts bounced as their eyes met, her hands fondling them as they fucked.

He growled and flipped them forward, Lucy on her back as he now pounded into her.

"My...my king…! Natsu, that's…! Ngh...ah…!" He silenced her with a kiss, the raw and zealous heat building more and more between them. He felt his climax nearing, the euphoric release of his sperm into her.

It was hot, like she imagined, filling her with its wholeheartedness.

He bent over her as he continued to fall from his high peak, waiting and catching his breath until he stopped.

Her hands held his face, gently kissing him as he opened his eyes. His body still burned with her passioned curse, a grin of his own gracing his lips as he sat forward.

"That wasn't nearly enough to give you my child." His thumb rubbed against her clit, Lucy crying out as he began to move his hips again.

When Natsu woke up the next day, under his assumption, he found himself in the same room as before. The walls, he noticed, were pinker now that the sun was streaming in. He was able to make out a bookshelf and a desk, as well as a vanity, and her closet off to the left.

His hand rubbed against her back, the boy too kind to wake her out of her slumber. He already knew everyone would be scrambling to find him, what was a couple more hours of worry? Besides, he had a lot to think about now that his mind was clear.

He was the descendant of a demon king and may have gotten a random girl pregnant. Which was entirely…well he probably wouldn't be able to mention this to his parents.

They didn't seem to be aware themselves, maybe it was a myth that had died out generations before them. But it made perfect sense. And he didn't think she had a reason to lie, so hopefully, she'd be up to answering some questions when she woke up.

He stared down at her, watching the gentle rise of her chest as she slept against him. Her aura seemed different, not as forceful or enticing as when they spent the night together. He tucked her hair behind her ear, unable to resist the want to kiss her cheek.

"Lucy," He whispered, stirring her slightly from her slumber. "I think it's morning."

She mumbled as she rubbed her cheek against his chest, sighing out as she furrowed her brow.

"Mmkay...be up in a second...Aquarius-nee…" She mumbled, Natsu chuckling under his breath.

"It's Natsu, remember? Come on, Lucy, wake up." He nudged her again, his eyes wide as she immediately shot up from her position.

"Natsu? Oh my...oh, you weren't a dream…?" He shook his head slowly as she gasped, backing up slightly as she stared at him. "Then we...we really…?"

"Um, you're still naked," He blushed as he pointed it out, Lucy shrieking as she looked down at herself. She pulled the blanket away from him, her blush deepening as she saw that he was still naked as well. "I-I'll put on my shorts, sorry!"

She shook her head as she looked away, her fingers tightly gripping her blanket.

"N-No, don't be! I shouldn't have pulled the whole thing…" She attempted to swallow the lump in her throat, turning back as she finished hearing him shuffle around. Lucy wanted to look anywhere but his bare chest, but even looking him in the eye was too much for her. Especially after everything she said in the heat of the moment.

"I was pretty out of it last night," She started, choosing to look down at her hands. "After I caught your scent, my instincts took over. I'm not usually the type to...do that sort of thing."

"Was it your first time too?" He asked, carefully kneeling back onto the bed. Something inside him said that he could trust her, that the nymph he met last night wasn't entirely who she was.

"Ah, yeah…" Her heart lept into her throat as she felt him touch her cheek, the gesture forcing her to look up.

"Mine too," He offered her a gingered grin, gently holding her hand. "I'm sorry I didn't take better care of you. Are you alright?"

"Mhm...just fine...more or less…" She felt breathless, astonished by his pure kindness. After all, she was pretty much the villain here.

"Good," He nodded his head, the conversation quickly dwindling. "So your sister? Does she usually wake you up?"

"Huh? Yeah, why?"

"We're both...and you have a lot of... So I figure we might get into some kind of trouble, no?" His thumb brushed against one of the hickeys on her neck.

"Oh my gosh! What time is it?!" She turned around to face the window above her bed, motioning for one of the fish swimming by to come closer. She asked something in a language he was unfamiliar with, her anxiety steadily calming.

"Thank goodness, it's only six. We can go wash up before she comes; she usually doesn't wake me up till eight. I'll take you back to the beach then too."

"Wash up? Will that help?" He asked, Lucy, nodding as they climbed out of bed.

"Our bathing water has special properties," She said as she tied her blanket securely around her. "Come on, before we run into anyone. It's just around the corner."

She grabbed his hand as she ran out of the room, his eyes trying to gather as much as he could. The hallways were bigger than he imagined, especially for such a small room. They were long and wide, almost like the ones in his school. Except these were lined with expensive-feeling carpets and paintings decorated the walls.

They sharply turned a corner, Lucy quickly pulling him into the new room.

"Oh, woah…" He stared at the giant waterfall coming out of a grayish cliff, falling into a bigger pool of water below it. It was as if they stepped into another part of the world, underwater moss under their feet, rocks and sand lining the pond.

"Could you turn around again?" She coughed, shyly looking away. "So I can put on a towel? There's one on that side for you."

She pointed to a convenient rack some ways away from the door and he complied. There was a shelf for soap and a washcloth, Natsu taking that as well.

He turned around when he heard the water ripple, joining her in the surprisingly warm bath.

"Look," She showed him her wrist, another place where he had embarrassingly left a kiss mark. The light purple mark faded as quickly as they had gotten in, Natsu noticing his marks disappearing as well.

"This is so cool." He awed, sitting on the shallow rock that lined the bath. He closed his eyes and absorbed the calming energy, finding that even the slight pain in his shoulder he'd been experiencing had been worked out.

"Mngh…" He heard Lucy groan, his head quickly turning to face her.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, it's just…" Her lip quivered slightly as she bloomed with a bright red hue. "It's just coming out...feels a bit awkward."

"It?" He tilted his head curiously, gathering what she meant as her hand settled onto her stomach. "Oh…"

"It's a bit…" She twisted uncomfortably, Natsu feeling the instant guilt. He didn't remember exactly how many times he...but clearly once too many made for a distressing situation.

"Here," He helped her into his lap, spreading her legs slightly as he relaxed her posture. "Just breathe? I'm not really sure, I'm sorry."

"You're okay," She laughed, leaning her head against him. "Thank you, this feels better."

He smiled as their fingers gently held together, his eyes closing again as he leaned back. It felt almost natural to be there with her.

"So, I'm the demon king's relative? Is that how it works?"

"With the way you smell, I wouldn't be surprised if you were him," She hummed. "It's very distinct. Almost dark like black magic, and you can feel how intense the aura inside you is."

"...You're the first one to tell it to me like that." He scoffed in astonishment.

"Really? But it's so obvious," She turned her head slightly to make eye contact. "I thought you knew? You wear suppressants,"

Her fingers brushed against the scales he wore.

"What? These aren't p–"

"Hey, who locked the door?" Someone jiggled the handle behind them, shocking them both out of their conversation. "Lucy? Are you in there? Aquarius?"

"It's Virgo! My other sister!" She whispered, quickly turning around. "I need to send you back right now! Before she sees you!"

"Huh? Wait, no I can't leave yet! I want to know more, Lucy, you're the only one being honest with me!" He panicked as she held his face.

"You have to focus, okay? Otherwise, I can't get you back, please, calm down." She urged him, trying to focus his eyes.

"Luce, please." He shook his head. "I don't want to leave you alone either. What if we did...what if you are...I need to know that I'll see you again."

"I'll find you." She calmed him with one last parting kiss, Natsu gasping as he woke up on the beach. Thankfully back in his own clothes.

Okay but why did this one shot pop off

I didn't plan any of it, shit just came out of nowhere

I feel like this could totally become a story of its own omg what a plot twist

maybe an epilogue some time in the future? just bc there are soooo many other things I'm looking forward to sharing first!