AN: Okay guys so yeah, long time no see. Haha! Thank you for your wonderful reviews, honestly it's one the main reasons I keep updating my fanfics. The whole Bleach thing just really drained me and made me sad. It makes me so happy to have your support.

Here's a reaaaaally long chapter. I thought about splitting it in half and I think I easily could have but I wasn't sure or not if it would have made the second part feel random or not.

As for the second part it's all smut, but definitely not your vanilla lovey dovey stuff. It's very descriptive and violent and I can see how it would be triggering to others. So, if you are very adverse to rape or even the mention of it PLEASE do not read! Just fyi, I said this story wasn't going to be pretty.


Today had been a pretty decent day for Gray Fullbuster. He wouldn't say it was the best, but it definitely wasn't the worst. He'd woken up in his newly acquainted dorm room surprisingly not in the arms of a new bimbo or laid out spread eagle, butt ass naked with a bottle of tequila at his bed side.

Now before you assume he was an alcoholic playboy, waking up in the arms of a random woman every day, hear him out. A normal day for Gray did not consist of partying till the wee hours of morning or boning the first hot chick he laid his eyes on until his flame brain of a friend became an emotional mess. Every guy knows, that if your friend is in distress, you have to be there to help him out of it. If your buddy wants to go out, you fucking go out with him. If he wants to fucking get shit faced, you're right there along with him, helping him forget all the pain. So, ever since Natsu's father passed away, pretty much every night since then has been the same.

That is, until last week when they found the Heartifilia girl. That had been a crazy night in its own. They weren't newbies when it came to play with their lives and dealing with dangerous foes. This was a life that Gray had grown up with, all that he'd known. Playing the game of Russian roulette on the daily became a comfort that the general populace could never understand. He and Natsu had been frenemies since they were in pampers and running around the house naked. Fond memories of which Natsu himself shunned and Gray could only keep to himself.

After that night of getting the blonde, Natsu had seemed different. If not just slightly. His partying ways basically completely stopped, and Gray was able to get some rest, of which he was thankful, and he seemed more pleased with what he was getting done. As far as the public and underground business went.

Was it all because of the girl? He wasn't sure. A more realistic reason could've been because his plans were finally falling into place and revenge seemed more tangible. That seemed like the true reason, but as Gray watched like everyone else, when Natsu declared his relationship with Lucy and she agreed earlier that day on campus, he noticed something that probably no else did, even Gajeel.

Natsu was surprised.

Gray could see it in Natsu's eyes. The black haired man of course could see the attraction and arousal like any other man would be familiar with especially when it came to a female such as the Heartifilia girl. Another thing that surprised Gray to be honest.

Natsu wasn't one to still want a girl after he bedded them, even one as hot as the blonde. And he's pretty sure they slept with each other, with the way Heartifilia reacted to his come ons and the cocky look Natsu had radiating off of him in waves. There was almost even a hint of possessiveness that Gray noticed with the way Natsu grabbed on to her.

None of these things got to him as much as his cold friend's moment of surprise though. When the girl confirmed their relationship, it seemed flame brain was half expecting her not to. It was a moment of wonder before his eyes became forlorn and shadowed with distrust again.

Gray sighed as he continued to walk down the sidewalk of the busy street. He'd finished his classes for the day and decided the best way to commemorate a good day was a nice walk. He wasn't a party guy he didn't like the life style at all actually. If anything, he preferred times of solitude. His favorite settings were cold nights, with next to no one around besides the random late night stroller like himself who'd understand his disposition. The moon high in the sky and the unnatural noises of the world still. He liked sitting around the bar with his companions too with a little sparring in between, but outside of his job that's as far as rowdiness usually went. Natsu was the one whose energy levels were always at 100, not him. The past few years they'd been more similar than different and while it had its good points, they got in trouble less often and he had more quiet nights, it was still unnerving. All before his father died of course. Gray still hated it. He hated how Natsu had changed.

Walking past a few more ogling strangers—of which was not unusual for Gray as many would consider him quiet handsome with a dangerous aura, that usually made the girls swoon, Gray took a right down Main street. A couple blocks back, he'd passed The Flamin' Bun, Natsu's favorite burger place. The black haired man didn't see why, all he could remember was the terrible memory of him almost throwing up his digestive system after trying to eat that crud his idiot friend liked.

"Sir!"

Gray kept on, a frown on his face just thinking about it.

"S-sir!" A voice yelled behind him again. Not one to get into anyone's business but his own, he paid it no mind.

That was until a body crashed into his own from behind. "S-sorry!"

Gray turned to his pursuer with a scowl, ready to curse out whomever bumped into him. What he saw was a girl wearing a blue high school uniform that matched her curled hair, bowed down to him holding out his forgotten shirt.

So that's why there were more stares than usual, he'd taken off his shirt again. Cocking an eyebrow, he waited for her to speak. "Juvia saw you drop this a ways back, sorry to interrupt your walk. But here you go!" The girl shoved it into his arms and turned to run away before he could reply.

With a shrug, Gray turned away himself and shrugged the article of clothing back on. It wasn't completely unusual for something like that to happen. He's lost too many shirts, shoes and otherwise for him to count. It's a lot of money wasted, but luckily he makes well enough working for Natsu and he doesn't spend on anything other than the essentials.

He'd learned to wear button ups as his main clothing choice. It took longer to take off and usually someone would stop him or he'd realize it before then. Unfortunately for today, with him being alone for so long, he didn't have the usual chastise or reminder to keep him clothed. It was a habit for him to take his clothes off thoughtlessly, long before he could remember. He'd blame it on his father and aunt as that was one of the fundamentals he'd learned before training when he was younger. Unlike Natsu who thrived in the heat when it came to fighting, he was able to progress in the cold.

Back into his thoughts as he glanced at people going on with their day. Talking amicably with lovers or friends after a long day of school, or businessmen and women on their phones from work, wives carrying shopping bags and toting along children. He never could imagine his life as simple as theirs. That made him think of the Heartifilia girl again. She grew up in a lie, thinking she was like them. Well as close as she could be given her fortune. She definitely didn't know her father was the head of a corporation dealing in deceitful ways.

When he saw her the first time, she looked as pure as snow. The kind of pureness that not everyone has, she had an inner light that always seemed like it would continue to glow. She was definitely interesting, and he could see why Flame Brain could have an interest in her. He certainly would. Speaking of…

Just the man he was thinking of, was walking out of restaurant in front of him. The man seemed a little out of it but more so irritated as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Amusingly enough, after a few moments, his own pocket buzzed.

Gray snickered, 'The idiot.'

"Yo," Gray answered, smirking as he watching the pink dumbass stand, carelessly blocking the way for pedestrians to walk on the sidewalk.

"Gray," Natsu answered monosyllabically, his side facing the black haired man as he stared forward with his free hand in his pants pocket. Annoyance was on the face of the people who were forced to walk around Natsu as he took up a large space of the walk way but they didn't dare say anything to him. They could probably feel the deadly aura he was giving off, of which Gray could see from a mile away.

Despite that, the man snickered over the phone not giving a damn trying to conceal it. "What's gotten up your ass Flame Brain"

With that, Gray could feel the man's eyes cock up to where he was standing despite the still good distance away from each other that they were. He couldn't have heard him especially with how busy it was.

Natsu didn't give him a second glance or even turn his way. In fact, as a jet black, clearly expensive car pulled up, he started walking towards it, leaving Gray with just a cryptic reply before hanging up. "Take care of Lucy."

With that the line went dead, and Natsu was gone before he could say, 'well fuck.' Gray assuming he called someone to pick him up even though he knew the asshole drove that morning, Gray amusedly imagined he could only take so much driving of his own before he got sick.

Just as soon as Gray saw the car speed off down the street, the aforementioned Heartifilia came rushing out of the restaurant in a similar fashion as his boss. Instead of a calm storm with burning angst though, the blonde beauty came rushing out in obvious distress. She turned, running down in his direction while somehow missing the majority of people in her way. If he thought she would miss him, he was out of luck, because as the fates would have it, she bum rushed right into him. Similar as the girl from earlier but with a lot more unnoticed force behind it. Enough to almost make him winded as they collided. Grabbing a hold of her bare arms before she could fall, Gray tried to hold her still.

In that moment she looked up, honeyed brown eyes pink with tears and cold tracks dripping down her full cheeks. Her cheeks were dusted with a light pink color, but it did nothing to hide her beauty. Even in distress she was attractive, where did Natsu find this girl again? You know, outside of the sex trafficking incident…

"He-heah," the blonde hiccupped, recognition forming in her eyes.

The man sighed, what had Natsu gotten him into?


"To be honest, I'm surprised you're coming along with me without complaint." Gray grumbled as he led the girl down the street. They'd been walking for the past 10 minutes, completely silent lest for the occasional hiccup that the girl had in the beginning of their trek, and her quiet directions to the place she was currently staying.

After running into each other, Gray had answered her watery hiccup with the lamest response ever.

"Oh there you are…Hey, you okay?" The man most would describe as a freezing block of ice with his disposition, cracked his best smile while in the presence of a distressed woman.

As you could imagine it wasn't comforting at all, in fact making the poor girl cry out even harder. Tears fell down her eyes with Gray standing there not knowing what to do and getting evil glares from passerby whom didn't know the full story, yet cast judgement all the well. Lucy continued on to cry into her hands while Gray just stood there awkwardly for a good five minutes more, his brain scrambled as to what to do but let her let it out.

When her cries slowed down, he asked her if she was done in the least apologetic way possible, it was more so a grumble than anything due to feeling incompetent. When she gave a solemn head nod as a reply, face still buried in her manicured hands, he pulled her along down the street by the cuff of her elbow. The feel of menacing stares hot on his back.

Now they were here, walking along the less busy streets of Magnolia as the city broke down into the suburban area.

In their quiet, only one group had tried to disturb them, a group of what seemed to be college guys in a pickup, yelled out to Lucy teasingly asking if she was okay and asking if she needed a ride to get away from this loser, ie himself, with coughing guffaws and chuckles as they repeated 'ride' with eyebrow wiggling verbatim.

When he gave a glance at Lucy, she tried to ignore them by twisting her head in the opposite direction but her stance was more than uncomfortable as she pulled her arms together and hugged them to her large chest.

That only egged the guys to hoot even louder and Gray decided he had, had enough.

What Gray had wanted to do was pull out his loaded .44 magnum and take them on their own ride of a lifetime, but he remembered he had a little more sense than that. Instead, he leveled that if there was a flash of anything, a flash of his tattoo would be enough to scare these douchebags away. During his brooding, they had slowed their car to the speed that Lucy had been walking.

As if there was a chill in the air, the men quieted their cat calling long enough to glance at Gray, probably their second time even giving him a glance in the whole altercation. "Is there a problem," Gray asked coolly though the deadly undertone was not missed upon anyone in the area, pulling the first set of released buttons of his shirt aside that he had been thoughtlessly plucking open earlier, to scratch at in inviable itch. He knew it, and they knew it, that it wasn't without purpose. Flashed upon them was the famous sign of the fairies in slate blue, matching the cobalt of the wearer eyes.

"T-Tartoros…" One of the guys whispered loud of enough for them to hear.

"He-hey man, we aren't trying to start any problems."

Gray saw to the side of his vision that Lucy was looking at him and his exposed tattoo curiously, "Shut up dude, just go!" Another guy in the car yelled out at the driver.

With that, they sped off into the distance and Gray couldn't help himself but to smirk. The name of their gang, still struck fear in the hearts of many. He knew he was supposed to keep a low profile, and those guys no doubt went to FU, but he just couldn't help it.

"Th-thanks." Lucy called out to him after a moment.

Gray buttoned up the rest of his shirt, not even giving the girl a passing glance. "You still didn't answer my question." He spoke, turning down the street Lucy said she lived on. It was in a fairly quiet neighborhood, especially one so close to campus and the downtown area, with modern homes and apartments all around. Still a lot lower class than anything Gray would suspect Lucy to live in. He always assumed that snobby rich girls only accepted the glitz and glamour, especially someone at Lucy's status, her look was the definition of snobby rich girl, primped hair, just slightly ruffled at the moment, designer clothes no doubt tailored to her perfect figure, manicured toes and fingernails, healthy skin humming with a peachy glow and not an unruly hair in place even below her head, along with the minimum makeup applied perfectly on her face. Even on the run he expected her to live luxuriously and demand the best. From his experience with the other girls he and Natsu took in from the underground, who had only half of Lucy's wealth, he remembered they had complained of drinking bottled water, even in their situation.

"It wasn't much of a question." Lucy perused, her chin tilted to the air. They had reached her apartment it seemed which happened to be what he thought, a quaint small place. She passed by him and his scowling expression, then led them up the stairs. He followed behind when she was a few steps above.

She may not have lived like a diva, but she sure did act like one. He thought in her distress and her living arrangements that maybe she was different, but her haughty attitude surely wasn't. "It was close enough to a question, that you should answer me." Gray kept his cool long enough to answer back. Diva or not, he wouldn't let her unsettle him.

Lucy gave him a look once she stopped at a door with the number 234 next to it and a lone potted plant on the ground. Pulling out a key from the confines of her…bra, Gray had to look away at that, mussing his thoughts away from the number being familiar. With the heat at his neck, he bit at his lip knowing he was a little red. 'Get it together Fullbuster, you've seen a bra before.' He growled to himself.

When the click of a lock entered his ears, he was relieved to find out she didn't notice his little slip up.

"Well," Lucy sighed, stepping into the atrium of the home and stepping out of her shoes, not caring if Gray was following behind or not, "as we both know, your boss doesn't hold much room for argument."

Gray crinkled a brow, not bothering to take off his shoes as he watched Lucy walk about the room until she reached the small kitchen.

From the confines of the fridge she pulled out a pitcher of water and poured herself a glass, or what he thought was hers until she rested it filled to the brim on the counter and pulled out another glass. This one she lifted and pressed to her lips while giving him a glare.

It was then he noticed the red tinge to her nose and the red rim around her eyes. It shouldn't have affected him, he'd seen more than enough women with the same expression whether at his own fault or Natsu's, but in that moment and with the relatability to her words, he felt a little pity for the girl.

"Still, shouldn't you be kicking and screaming right about now? Begging for daddy to come save you?" Gray smirked slightly, as a heiress that's what he expected of her. The thought amused but sickened him at the same time. Boy did he hate rich bitches.

"You don't know much about me do you?" Lucy gave a smirk of her own but it quickly fell at the same time she placed her cup down. "As much as I don't want my father to die, our relationship is nowhere near like that at all." The girl's eyes became distant, "In fact..." her hands clinched tightly to the handle of her cup she continued to hold on to before she cleared her throat. "Let's just say, this is not a situation I'm unused to. I've tried to play the kicking and screaming brat before, and it never worked. I'm with people who wouldn't blink while they shot me in the head, compared to my father who is almost as merciless, I don't think that reaction would go very well do you?"

Gray was stunned to say the least but he'd shoot himself in the foot before he let it show. Instead he kept a placid expression as she finished despite the implications of her statement.

"Now, if you're done with your questions let's get started," Lucy stated, pulling a couple boxes out from a cabinet below her.


A few hours later, Dragoneel residence.

Rich metal slammed against pristinely manicured walls as the front door to Natsu's current home was opened and Gray Fullbuster had to hold himself back from cringing.

The culprit, further stormed in the room with barely concealed ire before unceremoniously dropping her large box on the extremely expensive and fragile glass table. Yet another cringe was held back at the sound of the rattle of the glass resettling itself as she did so.

It was now about seven o-clock at night, and the grand view coming from the floor to ceiling glass view of his friend's penthouse suite didn't demure the sight of the sun slowly sinking down the sky one bit.

While Lucy had fully acquiesced to her situation and didn't give the man much trouble outside of her slapping his hands away when he tried to carry the heavier of the two boxes, she didn't hold back at all when showing her true feelings for what she was forced to do and the position she was inexplicably in.

How she had such heavy boxes after a couple days at staying at the place, he would never know.

Gray gently placed his own much smaller box on the kitchen island much closer to the door. He then stood still trying to not enrage the metaphorical bull any further. Watching the girl as she breathed deeply, unsurprisingly after caring such a large box from her home to his. It hadn't been too long of a walk, maybe 5-10 minutes tops, but for a girl her size it probably felt way longer. He had noticed her struggling and the straining sweat at her brow, but he only attempted to take it from her once more. Lest to say, she was vehement about keeping the box, Gray assumed it had to do with holding onto some semblance of control in her life. He could feel for her there and so he didn't continue to push trying to help her.

Though it wouldn't stop him from thinking she was a diva, a stubborn diva.

"Well that shower was useless huh?" Gray simpered, not being able to hold back the taunt on is mind during the walk there. The girl seemed too easy to tease.

Turning in a huff, Lucy revealed her changed clothing. What was once a halter had become a tight white camisole, and her old skirt was stripped away to high cut tight fitting booty shorts. Seeing her come fresh out of the shower almost made Gray hack as he finally downed the cup of water at her friend's counter (he only coming close when she was out of the room). A bystander would assume he was almost scared of the girl with the distance he constantly put between them, but it just happened to be Gray's way of getting familiar with a person. In laymen's terms, he wasn't so easy to trust. Even for a seemingly feeble and distressed stubborn diva heiress.

With the clothes she seemed to like to wear he really questioned her lack of social awareness. He didn't think he was a perverted guy by any means, often avoiding girls just to bypass the trouble, but even he had to catch himself from staring time to time at her plunging neckline whilst she picked up an item or her teasing backside when she switched her swaying hips. Gray laughed internally, and others thought his stripping behavior was distracting to the opposite sex.

Unlike the indignant reply he was expecting from the buxom blonde, amused further by the build up from her heated turn, she instead took a pause of breath and deflated, brushing the wayward strands of gold from her pony, out of her face and fell back on the couch cushion behind her. "Yeah," was all she replied and it unsettled Gray.

This girl was really weird he surmised, it was a word that Natsu constantly recanted when he told Gray about the night she left the club. Obviously the pink haired man didn't go into detail about anything salacious, if he could say one thing that Natsu wasn't when it came to women was that he wasn't a pig, despite what Lucy might think. From what he did tell him though didn't make that much sense, and he could see why. This girl really was out of the norm. She had the air and grace of a rich noble, but the sense and knowledge of someone who had to struggle… Gray for the first time, wondered about the life of a noble and what they really had to go through behind closed doors. Maybe most of them were like this, then again he had a feeling it was just her.

In his quiet musings, he had taken it upon himself to return the favor of her kindness and make her a glass of water. Walking over he handed it to her, staring at her closed eyelids, and deceptively peaceful face. She had forgone all makeup after her bath so her youthful appearance was much more so. With the waning sun hitting her visage she looked like she glowed with a red inferno.

"Here," he called brusquely, gently tapping the cold glass to her flushed cheek. She didn't even have the energy to jump at the striking cold against her skin, or maybe she was just that hot. Either way, her eyes blinked open slowly, taking a moment to adjust to his appearance and his constant expression of indifference he knew was always on his face.

Lucy sighed before taking the glass handed to her with a soft thanks, "One thing you and your boss definitely have in common is the stick up your torsos." Gray lifted an eyebrow at that, falling back into his own seat across from hers with his own drink in hand, he had thought about a beer to wind down the interesting day he'd had but thought against it. Water was fine for now. "It wouldn't hurt to smile once in a while." Lucy explained softly, as she looked at her glass. Gray couldn't help but think her thoughts had fallen onto Natsu more so.

"I just mean…" The girl sat up, once again prim and proper in her seat though her fingers continued to rub at the glass nervously. He thought she might have been trepid to offend him. Ha. He got the feeling she would be trepid to offend a murderer… Well, that made sense then considering.

"And how should we be smiling Lucy?" A dark voice called from across the room.

This time she did jump, her slick fingers not having a good enough grasp on her condensated drink as Gray watched it fall to the floor in her fright. That almost made him smile, but probably not in the way she wanted.

From the growing shadows of the room emerged a smirking Natsu and with the lack of an assistant tottering around, he assumed the man was done working for the day. Good news to Gray because it meant he could go home.

"How long were you standing there!" Lucy squeaked, looking around the room to find something to clean up her mess frantically. Her nerves no doubt still frazzled by his presence.

"Hmm," Natsu chuckled at her expression, "the whole time."

The blonde's eyes widened and Gray thought they were going to pop out of her head. The black haired man had known he was there the whole time, but like he thought earlier, her awareness of her surroundings definitely was a weak point it seemed.

Out from behind Natsu's imposing form came a small blue ball, distracting the girl enough to remember her spill as the creature came close enough to lick it up. "Oh I'm so sorry, let me clean this!"

Before she could take one step off of the chair, Natsu was next to her in a hot second. "Don't." He commanded with a hot hand on her extended leg. The bare foot dangerously close from touching the ground. The air between them was tense, and if Gray had any uncertainties on whether they boned or not, he knew for sure now.

"Well, I'm gonna head out Flame Brain, I'll catch ya later." Gray tipped that as his que to leave, quickly placing his glass on the table next to Lucy's box and giving the small animal at his feet a quick scratch behind the ears. As soon as he was fully standing, he noticed the couple had finally ended their episode with Natsu picking up the shards of glass on the floor. That definitely raised eyebrows on the Fullbuster's head if the heated atmosphere didn't.

A grunt was all he received as a reply from his boss/frenemy while Lucy just gave him a shame filled glance. Turning, he made his way to the door.

"I-I can do it you know, you don't…have to." Lucy called out to the man at her feet.

Natsu just gave her an amused look, carefully—or as carefully as he could with it being him—piling the majority of the shards in one hand while he pulled the ball of fur at his side away from the water. "That's enough Happy."

"Happy?"

Natsu stood to full height, making Lucy who was squatting in her seat feel that much smaller.

"Yeah, that's his name," he answered, placing what she could now see as a very ungroomed cat by the scruff of its neck on her lap. Meow she couldn't even scoff at the way he'd placed the poor animal, wondering if that was okay or not, before Natsu was in the kitchen throwing away the glass and looking for a broom.

Glancing back down at the feline, it's fur sticking here and there as if it never got a hair cut in its life or a brush through as it walked along her thighs before rubbing its head against her chest and settling down with a soft purr. Well at least he was cute, at least from what she could see under the mangled fur.

"And it seems he likes you," Natsu said, his voice a lot closer than before. Lucy looked up to see him with broom in hand, biting her tongue at the smart remark of her being surprised he even knew where it was at. Not that she could talk pre living at Erza's house. She looked up into his eyes as her hands had settled thoughtlessly to pet the cat and his surprisingly soft tangled fur to notice the soft care in his eyes as he looked at the animal. It almost took her breath away. She'd never seen such a look in his eyes before and unfortunately it was gone before she could really confirm it was there as he leaned over to sweep up the rest of the glass then pat the remaining water down with some paper towels.

"That's a rare thing you know."

"Huh?" His voice had cut right through her thoughts, emphasized by the dazed expression that she gave him as she continued to rub the pad of her finger under the scruff of Happy's chin and behind his ears, the deep purrs the cat gave her showing he liked those places the most.

Natsu gave her a surprised expression before answering while finishing up his cleaning, she thought he was probably surprised she'd heard him or that he voiced his own thought. "Liking you, liking people. He doesn't normally like people. In fact, I was half expecting him to claw at you, he's just now allowed Gray to pet him, and he's known Happy as long as I have."

"Did you just throw your mangy cat at me, half expecting me to get mauled?"

Natsu shrugged indifferently, not at all fazed by her ire. "Think of it as a test to see how this relationship will go. The fact he didn't is a good thing!" He stated with a smirk and in that moment Lucy couldn't think he could be stupider.

The anger radiating off of her must have been strong because Happy jumped from his short slumber off of her and out of the room.

"Awe Luce, you scared him." Natsu called after the fleeing fur ball.

"Stop calling me that insipid nickname." She growled in a huff, rubbing her fingers over her forehead in massaging motions.

"I didn't call you a nickname."

Lucy gave him an incredulous look, "Yes, you do!"

"Nope don't remember doing that." Natsu crossed his arms at the girl.

"Ugh!" Lucy stood to her feet, she could only take so much of this man in a day it seemed. Before she could storm passed him he grabbed onto her wrist.

"Wait."

"No," her actions became violent as she fought with him to let her go, slapping at his arm and chest but he held strong, "I'm tired of you trying to control me Dragoneel."

Natsu growled and pulled her closer until she stumbled trying to get her footing towards him.

"Stop calling me that." He demanded, almost repeating her words from earlier.

"Why not? It's your name. Unlike what you call me" Lucy glared, holding herself back from hitting him once more as she tried to level his look with her own. The dangerous heat in his eyes was almost too much for her to battle, leaving only a shiver down her spine as she looked away. That made her even more mad, and itching to hit him again.

Natsu pulled her even closer with barely any space between them as he growled at her shocked, slightly frightened face from the pull. "You wouldn't call a man by his last name after the way I made you feel."

Lucy gasped, there he went again with his vulgar talk. He was disgusting and she was disgusting with the way her body reacted to it.

"Well Dragoneel, you didn't make me feel as good as you think you did obviously." Lucy seethed bringing her face closer to his to really settle her point, and a spark lit in the man's eyes that made her feel a lot less confident than how she tried to portray herself. "Now let go of me." She breathed against his lips, falling back onto her heels and trying yet again to pull out of his hold.

"Is that a challenge princess?" What she didn't know, was that if she didn't like to say it now, he'd make her want to say it until his name was the only thing she could think of.

"If it was, you couldn't even stand up to the plate. Not without..."

Pushed down onto the couch by the weight of the man in front of her shocked Lucy to say the least. She lost the breath captured in her throat as she landed ungracefully on its cushions, but before she could yell out her distress, heated green eyes looked down at her, angry yet determined. She quickly recognizing the heated look as the one during their night together as lust.

He stood there, all thick rippling muscles, hands on either side of the chair she was at caging her in, watching her chest heaving shortly before bringing a hand up to pull down to the back of her neck through her hair.

Seeing the look, Lucy sat frozen, body shaking with a lust of her own. Since early on the sidewalk when she accused him of another lover, since the beginning of her day as daydreams weaved through her mind—even in the middle of lectures in class, every day since that night Lucy had thought of nothing else but his touch. She wanted to believe it had repulsed her.

Natsu's thumb brushed the side of her neck guiding her chin up to angle it at him and a wobbly moan left the recesses of her pouty lips. Natsu growled when he heard it, bringing his body closer to her own so she could feel the heat emanating from him. He was pleased at her response.

The sound made Lucy's toes curl, every time he made that sound, it made her become a little wet. Her teeth clenched, he was supposed to be disgusting.

Natsu's lips ghosted across her own, she could feel him as his eyes weighed heavier on her own, she was breaking. The feel of his warm breath made her thighs clinch, teasing her with an itch on her lips to close the small gap between them until the desire was too much that she was forced to lean forward on her own accord. Natsu ducked down before she could, moving his lips down the length of her neck. Barely touching, just enjoying the shivers that wracked her form while her hands clenched tight on the arm rests, one next to his own.

His lips brushed her damp skin until the point of canines grazed it going up making Lucy choke on a moan, finally grasping on the man in front of her by his broad shoulders trying to bring more contact. Her back arched as he continued nipping at her sensitive skin, pulling more and more delicious mewls out of the girl, as she tried desperately to connect their chests and he to put more pressure on her skin.

Brushing his lips against her ear, she moaned out once more, "Na..nat—."

"Look at how much you want me Lucy." He breathed roughly into her ear, voice gruff with an edge to it that hinted to it being strained. She didn't even think on the fact he finally said her name. "Who else could make you feel this way and barely touch you?"

Lucy whimpered when he put the slightest pressure on her neck pulling her slightly closer to himself and brushing his lips against her with a distinct hum.

Guiding his hand down her bent leg softly until he reached the secrets of her inner thigh he spoke, massaging softly "I can smell you Luce, can't you?"

"Na—"

His hand that was at her neck lifted again until it was at the back of her hair, pulling it until she was forced back into her seat. Hands back at the arm rest, chest up and heaving harder than before, arching towards him. Her legs were askew and the thigh in his palm trembled.

"Oh, but didn't I rape you? I know that's what you were thinking." The pink haired man growled still just a breath away from the confused girl. "Why do you want me so much then? Maybe you're a dirtier girl than I thought."

Lucy tried to blink away the lust that she was feeling in her pent up body, his hand, back to cradling her moved its thumb to brush at her bottom lip as he smirked. "The seemingly pure Lucille Heartifilia, nothing but a horny little slut in heat. Tell me, how many men have you been with? Vaginal sex isn't the only sex. Or is it just me, your rapist, that you want so badly." Natsu knew what he was insinuating wasn't true, but his blind anger turned his words into sludge.

Tears sprung to the girl's eyes, seeing the mocking twinkle in his own. "You bastard," she seethed. The hurt coming more so from her own shame and conflicted feelings being brought up, finally shoved in her face.

This only made Natsu smirk more, until Lucy had had enough. Enough of his ridiculous demands, overbearingness, his meanness, his mockery, and his scowl! She was done with him calling her out of her name, and she was done feeling crazy from the confusing feelings he gave her!

A loud sound of skin hitting skin permeated the air and Natsu's head was turned to the side. "I hate you!" Red could already be seen forming on Natsu's cheek with his head still turned sharply away. Lucy was still breathing heavily cradling her own stinging in her palm to her chest.

The look Natsu gave as he turned his head slowly back to her almost made Lucy regret what she did. The predatory heat in his eyes and the angry set in his jaw would shake the strongest men shake to their cores but all it did was continue to set Lucy off.

"You bitch," he stated.

Lucy glared as hard as she could back and a tense moment passed. Happy the cat long gone to whatever corner of the home he could hide himself in.

The blonde leapt on him faster than he could blink, pulling his hair harshly as she pulled his neck to the side and bit him, hard. Natsu grunted falling back a little with her suddenly in his arms. He tried pushing against her hips but it was no use, she had a strong grip on his waist.

Walking briskly to the closest wall, Natsu shoved her hard enough against it to daze her, unintentionally grinding his pelvis into her just so. Letting go of his neck, Lucy yelled out feeling the spark in her stomach at the same time. Natsu went into action quickly, never forgetting his training and grabbed her hands placing them over her head, eyes widening when he saw the blood dripping from her lips. She'd broke the skin!

"Wha-?"

Lucy smirked licking her lips of the left over blood, not thinking about the taste but just going on instinct. Seemingly distracting him, Lucy pulled a leg from around his hips just enough to push against his stomach hard. If anything it was more so a kick, and Natsu was not prepared.

Lucy looked incredulously down at him, her foot hurt a little, what were his abs made of? Steel?!

Jumping on him before he could realize what she'd done, Lucy straddled his waist making her stomach clench even further, quickly turning that passion he ignited with his mere presence into anger, it helped when she thought of his hateful words thrown at her integrity. How could he say that to her! A Heartifilia! Especially when he knew he took her virginity, something she could never get back and would continue to regret knowing it was from the likes of him.

Lucy formed as best a fist as she could and striked him square in the jaw. Natsu took it without even a flinch as the supposed to be punch hurt her more.

"Nice punch."

"Shut up!"

Lucy cursed loudly, holding the boy down with her other hand. Though at this point he seemed to just stay under her for his own desires. More tears gathered in her lids from the pain but she refused to let up. Turning her pathetic fist into a flat hand, she striked him again and again until her full force was behind it. That one Natsu could taste.

Tsking away the blood of his bitten lip, Natsu threw up his pelvis into hers roughly. Lucy squeaked, falling into his chest and stopping the next slap she was preparing. Natsu, seeing her pink and dewy face, eyes heated to a fire that made his gut clench, took her long hair in his grip again—whatever ponytail she had made previously be damned, except this time with much more of the tresses and pulled.

With her hips firmly planted on top of him, Lucy called out as the pull on her hair made her back forcibly arch yet again exposing her neck.

"So little princess' like to bite too, huh?" Natsu growled with a deadly undertone, the small fists on his chest tightened more at the nickname.

"Fuck you," she breathed, glaring down at him. Natsu gave a little thrust to his hips against her and she let out a loud moan.

"Gladly" he simpered, pulling her hair again but forcing her closer. Enjoying the way her neck and slightly reveled breasts were presented to him. Especially the way her chest pressed tightly to his own. Sweat fell from her collar down the crevice in her cleavage and Natsu licked his lips. "But first, pay back."

Lucy's eyes widened in fear, but it was too late, Natsu found the perfect spot on her neck, a little bit above were her neck and shoulder conjoined, and bit harshly into it.

Lucy screamed out, accidently forcing her hips down hard onto Natsu's incredibly hard arousal making him groan into her throat and the pleasure and pain mix. His bite hurt a little less than Lucy's since his teeth had sharp points of which she could see meaningful similarities to a demon's, unlike her dull edged ones, but it was still painful for the blonde and made her feel slightly bad for doing the same to him. Her own knowing justification be dammed.

Natsu stopped once he tasted blood, flipping them over so he was once again hovering over her though he didn't pull back.

"I can't believe you bit me!" Lucy cried, tenderly touching the area on her neck he bit, feeling for blood.

Natsu grinned, placing his hands on either side of her head, "An eye for an eye sweet heart."

Lucy gave him a witheringly unamused look.

"Actually, I'd think you liked it," Natsu's grin came closer to her, they were barely a hairs breath apart yet again.

"Oh really?" Lucy asked, quickly getting a handful of his pink locks and pulling his hair like he did hers, though keeping his face close.

"Really." Natsu growled.

Before the man could blink, like everything in their altercation of passion, Lucy had lifted enough to plant her lips firmly against his own.

Natsu didn't even have the gall to be surprised as he pressed even harder into her. Forcing her lips apart and kissing her with the same anger and passion she kissed him. Rather than the sweet love filled kisses Lucy imagined in her childhood, this was heavy and completely lust driven, almost hateful.

The girl didn't ask herself how she got into this situation with the person she distasted almost the most in the world, she didn't think, barely even breathed as she brought a hand up to pull off his shirt.

Natsu's thoughts weren't too much different—as in he didn't have any, focusing on giving the girl under him the most mind tingling kiss she would ever have as his instincts yelled at him to make such an adversary submit.

His tongue worked her small mouth, marking himself in every space of her orifice he could as she fought to play with him with her own.

He allowed their connection to break only to pull the rest of his shirt off and throw it across the room. He took in her heated glare and rouged cheeks before she pulled him down again, forcing them back into a kiss. Natsu grunted as she bit his lip enough to bleed, and then he shoved her shoulders into the ground. Breaking the kiss and making the girl gasp out under him. He didn't let her rest as he dived down, sucking on the previously formed hickeys of her neck, small and subtle from his earlier gentle perusing now with the intentions to make them angry and inflamed.

"Auuh," Lucy moaned as he found her sweet spot right under her jaw. The tenderness of the bite he gave her all the more arousing and sending zips of heat straight to her core. Natsu held tightly to her chin with one hand, keeping her from moving, as the other went straight to her heaving chest and palming a heavy breast. She was wearing a bra this time but it didn't stop him, Lucy still gasped as he squeezed, feeling his warm hand against such a sensitive area, clothing and all.

Scraping his teeth against her skin, Natsu turned her head just so as he pulled the thin spaghetti straps of her tank top down her arms where they were forced to stop at the junction of her elbow locking her arms in place.

"You know what I think Lucy? I think you like this. Way more than you want me to believe."

Lucy couldn't help it, she trembled at his grumbled words as his teeth continued to graze her skin and his arm wrapped around her back to deftly unsnap her bra.

All he got was a frustrated grunt as response, pulling back to watch as she bit her rose painted lips once the tension of her bra released her chest.

Surprising the blonde, he completely skipped pulling the rest of the article of clothing off to focus on her tiny little excuse for shorts.

Natsu had watched her walk in the house, passive aggressively scratching up his paint and threatening to break his furniture in her beguiling clothes. The cheeks of her ass were just near falling out to the point where it was borderline acceptable for her to wear them in public. They weren't sluttily short, or porn short, but they showed just the bare bottom of her flesh and definitely went against the school code of shorts having to end at your fingertips he was sure she was aware of. The rips in them he guessed was the fashion trend, would peak any man's curiosity to what lied underneath and seemed to be something Gray couldn't take his attention off for long if he wasn't looking at her plunging neckline instead.

The thought made Natsu even more angry, flicking the button aside on the jean shorts and roughly ripping them down her legs. The treatment making Lucy yell and pant.

"You're mine to have, not anyone else." Lucy only responded with a whimper as he went to palm her ridiculously wet pussy.

She was a beautiful sight, that close to losing the battle she herself started. Thrashing about as her arms were held together, the movement of her barely covered breasts damn near hypnotizing. Her body was flushed, sweat perspiring enough to make some blonde tendrils stick to her peached skin as her full rosy lips pouted at him and her brown eyes stared defiant yet needy back at him.

As he continued to rub slowly at her need, her delicious thighs squeezed and shook against his hand.

Lucy may have been feeling the heat and confusion from their chemistry for days, but that's not to say he wasn't suffering either. She was an enigma, this Lucy Heatifilia. It frustrated him more than anyone would ever know, with how much he wanted her. She was a distraction, nice when he needed one like now, but a damning one at that. He had a feeling his lust for her wasn't going to be welcome in the future, and it scared him.

"You're fucking soaking wet Luce." The blonde cried out when he put more pressure onto her clothed clit. Glaring down at her as she did up at him as he continued to pleasure and tease her dripping slit.

Her lacy thong was more than damp to the touch, making Natsu salaciously think he could wring it for water. "Oh, you're really a dirty girl aren't you." He asked in a chuckle, watching her twitch and groan as he continued to add pressure despite wanting to fight against him. "You like it when a dangerous man like me hurts you a little bit? Enough that some pain mixes with the pleasure."

Her legs were shaking now, and her eyes became bleary. Choking on her own words she tried to answer, "N-No.."

Natsu's sinister grin grew, feeling as she became even wetter and hotter to touch if at all possible. She had already been steaming before. "Really?" The pink haired man breathed, pulling his hand up and not without a frustrated whimper from Lucy, until she could see his wet fingers, even with the panties as a barrier.

She bit her lip as she watched him suck on them, whimpering out his name when he growled from her sweet taste.

Dangerous green eyes stared down at her from underneath his bangs at the sound of her voice calling his name and she swore a shiver rolled down her spine.

Before she knew it, she was being pulled up by her locked arms until she was on her feet, without a moment to call out, her hair was being pulled again until she was laying over the arm rest of the chair she had been sitting on earlier. Her yelp muffled by the cushions. Before she could turn her head, her thong covered ass was slapped causing her to scream out.

Natsu leaned over her body and spoke, "Well you wanna know what I think Luce? I think bad little girls like yourself need to be punished."

"M-Mmm"

Within a second Natsu ripped off the lacy fabric barely covering her derriere after he pulled away. The slight pain from the fabric pulling at her skin before ripping away made a shout leave the beautiful blonde.

Lucy thought the cold air from the room would soothe her dripping center but it was just the opposite. The intense heat of Natsu behind her just made her pussy even hotter. It clenched when the tight jeans of his pants brushed against her uncovered womanhood. Not being able to see him made Lucy think of his big thick cock again and how deliciously it spread her last time. The memory of it first sliding inside of her and her walls gripping it until she could feel the veins stayed and replayed in her memory constantly. Just like now, it never failed to make her womb feel empty as it pulsed with need to the rhythm of her heart beat.

"You little slut Luce," Natsu's deep velvety voice echoed in the room as he watched her legs shake. "I'm not even touching you and your tiny little pussy keeps leaking. Do I make you that fucking hot?" A war ragged in the girl's mind at how his distasteful words continued to make her even more aroused.

As for Natsu, he was hard as steel. Seeing her reaction to his mere presence was enough for him to grow three heads but he wouldn't say it was all one sided. She was ridiculously beautiful. A blonde bombshell with the girl next door all wrapped in one. And she was his.

"Please…"

Natsu raised a brow at that. This, his feelings, he was becoming twisted. He'd never gone this far down a slippery slope like this before but she was like quicksand. He wasn't going to be getting loose any time soon, just a slow sinking ahead.

"Does that mean you want me Luce?"

Not getting an answer from her Natsu slapped the firm curved end of her bent over form. Lucy jolted with a moan but didn't show signs of protest, instead her thighs rubbed together as a soft pink glow started to form on her left ass cheek.

"Pleaaaase," the blonde moaned out again.

"Hmm, Luuuuucy," the pink haired man groaned out with a low reverb that made Lucy shake, "I can't give you want you want unless you tell me."

Natsu chuckled when he noticed her tiny fists behind her back, still trapped in her shirt clench as he slowly pulled his belt from around the loops in his pants.

A blonde head turned to the side and he was able to see a portion of her beautiful face. Furrowed brows and a downturned lip greeted him but formed the neediest scowl he'd ever seen. "Please, just fuck me~." Lucy cried.

Even though he felt like his cock could poke a hole through steel right now, he egged her on with clenched teeth. "Please fuck me who?" Muscles rippled along his bare arms as he gripped tight to Lucy's hips and rubbed his clothed groin into her own. She keened arching her back into him and gave him exactly what he wanted.

"Please fuck me Natsu!"

Ripping her once matching bra away from her chest as he lifted her up to stand, Natsu pressed her back into the chair before pulling down the last two articles of his clothing. He was a sight to behold completely bare, like coppery marble chiseled to perfection and made into a human male form. Unfortunately, Lucy couldn't see it.

His thick cock was standing at attention like a strong waving flag pole. He sighed as he rubbed the head over her folds, he'd never seen a woman this turned on before especially without the grunt of normal foreplay. It was intriguing and wholly arousing to say the least.

Lucy was mumbling incoherently as he continued to play with her folds. Tanned, large, strong hands, used to build, fight, and kill, pulled at her wanton flesh to watch as she clenched for him and his veiny flesh spread against her ass cheeks. "Damnit Luce…" he groaned, holding tightly to her as he continued to play with her pretty pussy. Smacking her ass against his cock when she tried to angle her hips down onto him, he could almost feel her sanity break.

The girl kept repeating please over and over, writhing against his hold and he almost felt bad. Lucy did start it, and Gray said he wasn't a pig, but he sure as fuck was a sadistic son of a bitch.

When even he couldn't hold off longer seen by the angry red bulbous head of his manhood leaking its own, he raised a hand to hold on Lucy's forearms behind her back still trapped and the other slid to her toned waist. "You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Please Natsu!" She sobbed into the couch.

Slowly filling her, Natsu watched as she sucked in air from amazement, the same of which he tried to hold back. He would like to think he was as comfortable with heat and fire as a man could possibly get being human, but her walls were like molted lava, the good kind of burn that could easily make him melt.

"Yessssss." Lucy hissed. Her thighs squeezed together making her passage tighter, almost as if she wanted to make sure he wouldn't leave. He could guarantee her, he wouldn't dare.

Pulling at her waist as he slammed the rest of his length down her greedy pussy, he drank in her sweet shriek of pleasure. "Didn't I say this was your punishment?"

Starting a bruising pace, Natsu sawed into her body, watching as rivulets formed on her tight ass as it slapped against his hard V-lined waist. She was immobile, using the leverage of his hold on her arms to keep her from bouncing away from his thrusts as he pressed all the way in before almost coming all the way out. She could do nothing but take it, calling out to every God in the sky as he fucked her hard just how he knew she liked it. Once he felt the tell-tale sign of her walls clamping and trying to milk him is when he slowed.

Lucy groaned in distaste at the change in speed, sobbing when he pushed in slowly then pressed hard into her ass at the hilt. It was as if he wanted to stamp his name into her womb.

"Whose cock do you love Luce?"

"Y-yours." She mewled, each stamp was bringing her that slow yet steady burn to her end. She could see spots in her vision. Her heart hammered in her chest. Her body craved for an end.

"Wrong answer." He growled, pulling out Lucy cried.

"No!"

Natsu ripped the last of her clothes off of her as his dick flopped around with his and mostly Lucy's juices on it though he could hardly care.

Finally free, Lucy didn't get much time to feel relief as the burn in her core wouldn't let up. Natsu pulled her back up to her standing position then turned her around.

The first thing Lucy thought to do when she saw his cocky smirk was to pull back her hand and slap him. Natsu caught it easily, not even blinking or looking away from her angry brown eyes making her later realize this whole time he allowed her to hit him. She didn't think about the fact she was in her full glory before him, neither did she think about him in the same state, just focusing on the itch between her legs and the torrent of heat in his green eyes.

"Show me how much you want it." Natsu finally stated as he stared back at her.

"Fuck you." Her angry expression was so cute, Natsu thought about giving her that release they both craved then but just arched a brow.

What he didn't expect was for her to get to her knees right then in front of him. Big brown eyes still on his surprised own, she placed her soft hand against his rock hard length and pumped him with long firm strokes. Natsu swore, his breath almost leaving him, growling as she continued to stare angry at him while not looking away for one second. There was no shake in her hand or second thought in her eyes as she continued on. He squeezed the hand of hers he held from her attempt at a slap. Watching with heated eyes quickly growing more and more ravenous as her luscious lips hovered over the side of his length breathing cool air on him. Coming back to his tip as she continued to stroke him until her pouty lips opened for a small pink tongue.

'She wouldn't' he thought with an inaudible groan.

But she did, flicking her tongue out to the angry head of his cock, Natsu choked, watching her watch him as she put the head in her wanting mouth.

A pop was heard as Natsu pulled her back up and into his naked body.

They panted into each other, staring heatedly for a few seconds. Natsu trying to gather his bearings enough to understand how just the beginnings of inexperienced girl's follacio was enough to almost make him fall apart.

Finally, an attractive pink rewarmed the blonde's cheeks again as she must've realized what she'd done to him.

"Are you going to fuck me now Natsu?" Lucy looked up at him under lengthy lashes, panting against the wall of muscle that was this deliciously terrible man.

Natsu almost whimpered at the innocent way she said such dirty words, feeling like a sixteen-year-old boy falling apart at the brush of a woman's hands. He wouldn't let her beat him though at this game of cat and mouse.

"Oh, and how would you like me to fuck you?"

Lucy blinked up at him, feeling like her heart should've frozen up at such a command but her mind was too fogged and she was too far gone, barely realizing she was that close to sucking him off a moment ago to describe how much she wanted him. The wrist still in his lax grip was pulled away enough that Lucy was able to grip his hand and lead him to a matching couch adjacent to the floor to ceiling windows of the penthouse. It was dark out and Lucy distantly wondered how long they had been at it, the clenching of her pussy and the tightness of her nipples didn't allow her mind to stray much further from Natsu's cock plowing back into her though. His wandering hands at her waist and the dip in back didn't allow it either as she stopped at the couch and sat. Face to face yet again with his arousal.

Natsu looked at her heatedly as she drew the hand still in her grasp towards her chest. Without a thought, he squeezed and flicked his thumb over her hard nipples making her mewl. She shook her head showing that wasn't enough while keeping her eyes steadily on him, she took his other hand up and over her neck. Leaving it there as she spread her creamy thighs invitingly for him.

Natsu's canines poked out as he grinned, if nothing else proved it, this did. "Such a dirty little girl." Natsu forced her down further over the couch cushions and her wayward hair flew out like a halo. Keeping a firm yet lax grip on her throat, Natsu lifted a leg and allowed himself to settle between her legs. He didn't have to look away from her bleary orbs clouded by lust as his cock found her entrance again, "Who would've thought, the innocent angel would be the most of impure of them all." Lucy gasped as he pushed himself to the hilt without further thought.

Her hand held tightly to his that was around her neck, keeping it there as he fucked her just how she wanted. Her other hand replaced the one that left her breast as she played with her nipple and Natsu was entranced. From watching the salacious expressions on her face, brown eyes unseeing as he continued to plunge and hit the soft spot inside her passage that made endorphins rush to her brain, the small pink tongue that wrapped around his cock lick her lips as drool slide down the side of her screaming dirty little mouth. His body shook at the way her large breasts bounced to his thrusts, changing his rhythm just to see them sway a different way, or down her flushed skin to her engorged clit spread impossibly around his thick member covered in their white dripping fluids.

"What's my name Luce," Natsu growled, "Who's doing this to you?"

"Natsu!" She cried thoughtlessly, he felt her clench. He almost wanted her to say Dragoneel.

"Yeah?" Natsu squeezing her thin, fragile neck harder, pressing the leg he had in his grasp up to her chest and leaning over to get a deeper angle.

These thrusts made Lucy's eyes prickle with tears, and Natsu wanted to lick them up. She choked on her own spit, as she was forced to take all of him pressing deeper and harder into her womb, the hand around her throat probably wasn't helping her but she kept her own on top of his tightly.

The tell-tale tingle at the base of his spine alerted him and he quickened his pace, smiling darkly at how beautiful she looked taking his cock, letting him break her and fuck her like no other. Her walls were squeezing and they were not going to let go. "Whose cock do you love Lucy?" He asked once again, he slowed his thrusts just so she could answer but not letting up as he fingered roughly against her pulsing clit.

"Natsu!" She squeaked, "Natsu, Natsu, Natsu, Natsu!" She screamed until each of his rough thrusts were punctuated with his name.

She was gone, his terrible grin was the last thing she saw.

"Good girl," his voice was the last thing she heard.

And his name on her lips as the feeling of his cock pushing at the hard knot inside her until she burst and his hot fluid was rushing up and out of her trembling legs was the last thing she felt.

Goodbye Dragoneel and hello Natsu. For now, at least.


AN: So yeah, I think I made Natsu the biggest fuck boy ever by trying to tap into END...

Why it is the way it is? Natsu and Lucy do not love each other yet, it's more so hate and only driven by lust between two people who've never been in a healthy relationship. Not to say kinky can't be healthy, but they're going about it the wrong way. Natsu's angry that Lucy has described their agreement as rape and Lucy though justly right, is confused by the connection she has with Natsu despite the circumstances (and her own kinky desires XD).

More shall be revealed next chapter! Hope you liked it!