AN: I really wanted to put this out for you guys sooner, but life isn't always so easy like that. Hopefully after this semester ends, I can focus on things that are important, like this fic ;)


Pulling up to the contemporary high rise business building, following the tracker on his phone, Natsu scowled heavily. After he'd rushed out of the office in a daze, pointedly ignoring the older execs to instead pull out his newly acquired phone and ring Lucy, he'd brusquely walked up to his secretary, Jenny, demanding she call the concierge to pull the car around front.

Lucy hadn't answered even after 3 angrily dialed calls, but when he fingered open the tracker app he was pleased to note that wherever she was, she'd at least brought her phone with her. Either she was ignoring him after pointedly disobeying his orders, or she was gagged and tied, unable to answer his calls. Neither option was ideal for Natsu, but he was going to find out which it was and deal with it appropriately.

Wasting no time, Natsu rushed out of the car and towards the doors of the building. He didn't know what could be happening to Lucy in there, whether or not she actually was taken against her will, so every moment could count.

The entrance led to a chic styled lounge. Runway pictures and quick designs of interesting clothes, along with covers of famous celebrities on magazines, were framed on the walls. Natsu spared this all a two second glance, running his eyes over the room until his severe gaze landed on the surprised woman sitting at a desk in front of the door. She fit the décor, dressed as if she should be in one of the magazines on the wall, if not the cover.

"Excuse me sir, do you have an appointment with the magazine?" The woman's face slowly reddened as she got a better look at Natsu still in his business suit. The perfectly combed pink hair on his head, a little wind whipped and coiffed from anxious hands through his hair, made him even more debonair and sexier than usual. The woman obviously thought so as she cleared her throat delicately before coquettishly pulling noticeably dyed tendrils of hair behind her ear.

"Where's Lucy?" he ordered authoritatively. He wasn't put off by the look of the place or the woman, knowing weirdos kidnapped women in even more unusual places. Natsu shifted his stance, feeling the Glock in his pants shift along with him. He watched her eyes flick down to where his hand shifted over it near his crotch, but when she felt his heated gaze, her eyes sprang back to his as her face deepened a darker hue.

"I-If you mean Lucy Heartifilia, she's busy doing her shoot right now on the 3rd floor." The woman squeaked.

Natsu didn't pay her any mind, deciding the woman wasn't a threat as he turned before she even finished and took the stairs at the side of the entrance, two at a time.

The woman sputtered behind him that he couldn't go up there without permission, but he dismissed her entirely.

In a matter of minutes the man reached the third floor, not feeling winded but pulling away the buttons of his suit jacket as he ambled down the hall and into the open floor of the studio, ready for anything. Loud techno club music played, the 'unce, unce' of the beat making Natsu's heart pound harder, while people milled about dressed everything from suits to highly fashionable clothes along the same line of design as the secretary on the first floor.

Thanks to the hard-hitting beat of the music, and his own adrenaline, Natsu's first instinct at seeing a person move past him was to pull out his gun and question them until he received the location of his blonde "girlfriend". And that's exactly what he moved to do until he caught sight of said woman at the corner of his eye in a baby pink chiffon robe with fur trim moving about talking to another woman with light blue hair before they disappeared behind a black partition. Befuddled, Natsu paused to regather where he was at, hand still twitching on the gun in his grasp.

A group of people laughed and tittered to each other to his right, next to a long buffet of finger foods and refreshments. A tall man and woman brushed past him, too engaged in whatever they were talking about to notice him. Natsu's eyes wandered around to where they'd rushed by him. It seemed like a lounge similar to the one downstairs, but larger. There sat a table surrounded by a few people casually sipping champagne holding spreadsheets, photos of models in lingerie, and fabric materials.

Natsu relaxed minutely and shifted his concealed gun so it was less noticeable. He got the feeling, wherever he was, that Lucy wasn't in immediate danger. No one in the room looked like they could take him down, and it seemed like the place was suited for that modeling stuff Natsu remembered Gray saying Lucy was involved in the day he'd bought her, among the many other things he'd found in her profile. He didn't completely stay off guard though; you never knew what could happen. And, he had to say, he was definitely out of his element.

Walking further into the room in the direction that Lucy had gone, Natsu was slightly surprised no one stopped him as he noticed everyone had an ID hanging on a lanyard around their necks. It could be because of his expensive clothing, probably mistaking him for someone important as he was sure all of the people around, especially the ones talking over multiple racks of clothing giving him discrete impressed looks, could spot an off-brand item a mile away. Deeper into the studio he noticed expensive lighting equipment, men working on a set of computers, huge cameras and even a green screen thrown at the side.

Glancing around to spot anyone trying to stop him, Natsu strolled in front of the partition he'd seen Lucy go behind.

Stilling in surprise, Natsu blinked. This part of the room seemed much more open thanks to the large windows and natural lighting. Curtains were being maneuvered by someone in all black wearing a headset, as they adjusted the light to the desired amount. Less men and women were in this area, but they all seemed to be attentive to their tasks. In the middle of it alwas Lucy. She was bathed in the warmest light, lying on a gold embroidered classical European cream white chaise lounge, looking the picture of relaxed sensuality. He couldn't help but lose his breath at the sight of her.

The pink robe from earlier was ditched and left her in scantily clad lingerie. Her blonde hair, no longer in its naturally loose curls or drooping ringlets when she broke a sweat, was curled in voluminous romantic waves that parted in the middle. The part in her hair opened up to her beautiful face. A face that he was used to seeing in a childlike expression or settled into a cute moue was completely the opposite. The only way Natsu could describe it was dark and sultry. Her dark brown eyes that opened and looked into the camera as she turned her body to rest on her side were heavy and dangerous. Natsu felt his heart beat pick up and the neck of his suit become too tight just looking at her, imagining she was looking at him with that gaze. Her makeup was done up more than usual around the eye for a smoky effect, and the dark warm tones under and on the highs of her cheeks completely took away the childish puffiness she once held there. Her lips, naturally a soft rose—even darker after he kissed them till they burst the sweetness of her taste into his mouth and she was panting wetly against his breath-was now a fiery red, his favorite color.

Swallowing thickly, Natsu took his eyes off her lips—which wasn't an easy feat. He distantly heard someone calling out to her and she changed positions. Her hands now pulled through her hair as she lounged with her long silky neck back. Her bountiful chest—probably unknowingly to her, pushed up into the air, fixing Natsu's (and every other man in the room) gaze on exactly what she was wearing as he willed away the memories of her in that exact same position under him. The lingerie itself wasn't so erotic, but even if Lucy was wearing a banana suit, Natsu was sure his loins would get fired up. She was dressed in an elegant white bodysuit with lace from head to toe. The deep dip at the bust led his eyes to wander there, where cuts of space peeked through all the way down past her belly button and…Natsu couldn't see further as she shifted her leg and turned her back to the camera. The wires in his brain completely short circuited as he zeroed in on the juicy flesh of her ass. If he squinted, he could find the faint traces of his bite marks around the area. The thought of putting more on her now in that outfit, made his cock jump from its slightly aroused and twitching state to hard steel against his pants. She posed elegantly, so naturally that it felt like the people in the room weren't there. That they were all voyeurs to this magnificent woman as she lounged around her home.

Her pretty hands with red painted manicured nails pulled up the length of her shapely legs as she turned and smiled to the camera. Such an innocent move filled Natsu with nothing but dirty thoughts. Ways he could take her, everyone else be damned, against the chaise that minute. She was so beautiful it burned.

"Cool, cool, cool! That's enough Lucy, please change into the next outfit!" A blonde man spoke, distracting Natsu from the brilliance that was Lucy. The man was dressed very loudly with a polka dot scarf, a straight-lined shirt, and corduroy pants all in vibrant mismatching colors. His accent as he spoke sounded somewhere from the western continent of Alikitasia and even as he spoke, he kept snapping pictures of Lucy. Natsu didn't even notice there was such a man that close to her. A long hard growl dragged from the pink haired man's throat at another man seeing her this way. Let alone everyone else in the studio, they should all get their eyes snatched from their skulls.

"Okay Jason," Lucy smiled sweetly to the man, who replied 'COOL' with a weird ass pose—in Natsu's opinion, anyway.

Before Natsu could stomp his way to the man and break the camera into his face, his heightened hearing picked up conversation off to his side. People he assumed worked for whatever magazine Lucy was posing for, like everyone else.

"Ugh can you believe this blonde bimbo they picked for the photoshoot? From what I'm hearing, she's going to go on the cover of this edition's turnout." A red-haired woman in the same brand of lingerie as Lucy, but in gray, scoffed.

"Are you serious?" The other women around her and one man who were also in high fashion lingerie, gasped disbelievingly.

"I thought this magazine catered to more…tasteful models. That girl is going to force people to hide it in brown paper sacks after they buy it...as if it was from the pornography aisle!"

The women around her snickered, "I thought the reps told her to lose weight? It seems like whatever she lost she just gained back in her chest." That started a small uproar of laughter.

"Yeah..." The guy in their group said noncommittally, smirking and staring at the area on Lucy they were talking about until the woman next to him slapped his shoulder.

"Well, from what I heard," a brunette started, rolling her eyes, "she's a heiress to one of the most affluent families in all of Fiore," she finished with a sneer and her chin up in the air at Lucy's direction. They all watched as the blonde continued to get praised by Jason and the rest of the team before leaving to change her outfit. "I guess what they say is true, money can get you everything."

Natsu had heard enough, and it seemed his glare in their direction was strong enough to finally garner their attention. Usually people noticed earlier, but this pathetic little group must have been too wrapped up in their hate speech. One of the women, the brunette that had the last scathing remark, was the first to notice his gaze, cooing to her friends about a 'hot guy zeroing in on their direction at four-o-clock', completely oblivious to his glare.

Once he reached their area and pointedly ignored the way the women noticeably primped themselves at his presence, Natsu glared hotly at each one of them, stopping their actions quickly. Admittedly, he spent a little more time sending a look that would equal instant death to the man that was ogling Lucy. "Hmmph," Natsu backed off huffing. He pulled his body back to cross his arms decidedly but didn't lessen his evil eye. "I don't know what problem you cows have with that girl over there," they gasped indignantly, "but Lucy will be the best thing to ever happen to this shallow ass magazine."

Standing straight with his muscled arms crossed in his smartly fashioned suit, head tilted upwards as he looked down upon them under his nose, Natsu could smell their intimidation rolling off of their bodies in waves. "Haven't you heard, it's not how a person looks but the personality that matters. The most beautiful woman can be the biggest bitch," he glared pointedly at the model with red hair who talked the most crap, "and women with healthy bodies are what men like, especially if she has a few curves."

"Men want something they can grab." Natsu's hard gaze shifted to the other man when he noticed him nodding along, despite being in agreement with the women before he came. Jade eyes sharpened knives into daggers as he glared at the guy, taking in the stench of his sweat when his canines poked through in a shark-like grin. "Even more so when it's theirs to grab." He emphasized.

The other man shook, eyes flitting to Natsu's waist, no doubt seeing a glint of something steel, as he turned to frightened stone.

It wasn't enough for the man to call Natsu out, his eyes only catching the flash of the color that put a shock through his system, but nevertheless, Natsu thought he got his point across. Quickly turning after catching a glance at all of the women's embarrassed faces, the pink haired man walked brusquely to the room he caught Lucy going to. Presuming it to be her dressing room.

The talk with those imbeciles didn't make him any calmer. If anything, he was more enraged. They said Lucy was told she had to lose weight. Hearing that, made sense as to why she'd been eating like a mouse. He hadn't given it it too much mind as she'd done that since they met and just assumed she was a small eater, but the last few days she had been taking it to the extreme. Despite being an oblivious man in general, when it came to Lucy, for some reason, he unconsciously noticed things. Ridiculous things in his opinion, from the way she brushed her hair in the mornings, to how she dazed off into space trying to decide what to write in her journal then how her face twisted into thoughtful delight as she jotted it down. His eyes zeroed in when she pulled a wayward strand of hair from her face and to her lips when she applied gloss. Everything was nonessential, and he reasoned it to not having a roommate from childhood until now.

He'd thought the girl wasn't much into strenuous exercise, but over the time that they had been living with each other, she had done almost more exercise than he did. Whereas he ate his weight in food to make up for the burned calories and turn them into muscle, the blonde continued her same diet of scraps. Her change in mood was also apparent even if they hadn't interacted with each other as much of late, although he still paid attention to her comings and goings when he could. As for her emotions, he remembered watching a particular moment as he passed the kitchen from the bathroom on his way to his office, to see Lucy turning into Hulk when the toaster handle kept popping up without even cooking the bread. Natsu would have pointed out to her that the machine wasn't plugged in, so naturally it wouldn't hold down, if he weren't afraid that she would try to toast his hand afterwards. Even Happy couldn't stand to be around the girl for long the past few days, she was so neurotic.

Everything made sense now and made him even more upset with Lucy that she would go to such lengths. Reaching the door in a couple of long hurried strides, he didn't chance a glance to see if anyone noticed him, and so he did not see the blue eyed woman who'd kept her gaze on him since he'd entered the room.

"Are you okay Lucy-san?" Entering into the sweet-smelling room mutely lit with aromatic candles, Natsu interrupted one of the assistants in the middle of worrying over the woman that had a clenching grip on his mind.

They all looked up at him, three women in total, after the door closed. Startled at the presence of an unknown male, the women opened their mouths to scream until Natsu halted them with one hand. "Out." The look on his face must have been good, because with just one word and the thrust of his thumb to the door, they all scurried like lambs.

When they were finally alone, Natsu allowed himself to gaze at his woman. She looked heavenly as usual... but there was something off about her.

Put back into the robe from earlier, which he now noticed was a little sheer, Lucy stood bent heavily over her vanity. And although the view was nice as the slightly see-through short robe was creeping up the backs of her thighs, Natsu knew something was up.

Natsu fully took off his suit jacket and threw it over a chair to the side before gliding behind her. He thought he would feel awkward in the moment of seeing her after they'd danced the 'avoidance tango' with each other for so long, reminiscent to Gray's stories of waking up with random women in his bed, but he felt nothing but contentment, if not a little relieved.

Natsu pulled thick tendrils of Lucy's hair away from her neck so he could better see her face. His body, unknowing to himself, relaxed further at the feel of her soft pliant body molding to the hard planes of his front. He allowed himself to brush his nose at the small peak he could see of her neck and take her sweet scent in. Feeling her shiver, he finally decided to speak, his lips gliding softly over the shell of her ear.

"What's going on, Luce?"

The woman sighed, her insides flipping like they usually did at his deep timber in these moments between them. She was feeling better once he stood behind her, her relief making her lips a bit looser than they normally would be. "Mmm, I'm fine, just a bit dizzy cause I didn't eat as much as I thought I did." She groaned in repose.

Natsu scowled, his hand that had wandered down to her tiny waist, tightening unconsciously as he remembered his earlier realization. The normal pink that would come to Lucy's cheeks when he was in her personal space was covered with the man-made rouge, but he had a feeling nothing would be there otherwise. She was too pale.

His ire built at that; his anger before his eyes laid on her all rushing back to him. He turned the woman around to face him, her body moving with him a lot more easily than it would any other time. Deciding to ignore what he really wanted to ask her, Natsu started on easier territory. A topic he had more experience in.

"Why did you leave the house without telling me Lucy?" Getting on the case of people disobeying his orders was an old hat. "I cannot be there to protect you if I don't know where you are at all times," he growled, stepping further into her personal space and bending his neck so that he was at her level.

This time, an actual blush spread, over her neck and chest in dark splotches. Although, sadly, it was most likely created from anger and not a more titillating emotion.

"I DID tell you I was going to be gone today! It's not my fault that you're such a bonehead and you forgot!" She yelled, getting in his face just as much as he got into hers, even going so far as to push him back a bit by standing on her toes. Feeling heat behind his ears, Natsu couldn't help but feel perturbed by such a prim and proper dainty woman making him of all people the tiniest bit intimidated, all relaxation gone. With the smokiness of her eyes making the chocolate hues melt into a smoldering decadence, and the cupids bow of her fiery lips pursing in that way he always enjoyed when she got angry, all the arguments that he put together on the way over vanished. His only thought whispering over and over was for him to taste her.

The insistence of it was a little off putting, he'd never felt such a raucous desire to kiss someone so badly before. Usually if he had an itch, he scratched it. Taking the lead of his wants before he even wanted them. This time felt unusual, he felt like he wouldn't be able to breathe if he didn't kiss her now-but at the same time, it felt sinful. As if he were committing an egregious crime. No one had to tell him, he knew that was ridiculous. He'd kissed her many times before.

Lucy on the other hand, was completely ignorant of the inner workings of Natsu's mind. She felt chastised like a child after Natsu walked in and got all buff and tough. It definitely wasn't out of character for him, but she was tired of it. She was hungry, in pain from exercising, and horny! If he thought he could come into her space and shoot his testosterone all around then he was going to be very disappointed. She had told him about her photoshoot, sure it may have been in passing while he was busy with work, but did he expect her to sit down and baby him to make sure he listened to everything she said after they had their talk a few nights ago?

Lucy was so angry she felt like she could shoot steam out of her nose. "You think you're all big and bad and that you can tell everyone what to do!" She yelled at him, confidently pulling her shoulders back and pointing her finger at his chest. He picked the wrong time to mess with her, and she knew her bad mood was getting the best of her. "You think just because you have those high cheekbones and that chiseled jawline that you can get anything you want, huh big boy?"

Natsu arched an eyebrow.

"With those broad shoulders and steel plated abs," Lucy spoke, grabbing onto his shoulders in an effort to push him away, that seemed more like a way to cop a feel as she brought her hands down his chest.

It seemed that was the case as Lucy found herself distracted by the man in front of her. 'Damn him for looking so good in a suit.' She'd never seen him in one before and as her anger was simmering down, she noticed how well it really, suited him*. No wonder he was able to make it past everyone without an ID badge, they probably thought he was a model.

The familiar heat of him felt like it was wrapping around her form and suffocating her. His chest jumped when she spread her hands on it, causing her own nerves to spike lustfully. Lucy could feel herself salivating at the sight of the shirt on his chest, fitted like a second skin; with enough effort he could probably rip through it. Her eyes trailed down his tapered waist to the proudly thick bulge in his pants—if not a little too thick… Unbeknownst to the blonde, he had started moving closer to her, caging her in with the arms that she was admiring so much and forcing the girl to look up, up to his face. When her eyes caught his, she felt glued to her spot. Nothing could pull her from the liquid magnetism of his gaze. Her chest felt warm and butterflies jumbled at her center. The light around them seemed to dim as he grew closer. She felt herself release a staggered breath as his presence overwhelmed her. What should have been annoyance at his smirk was a sharp zing of lust. 'Oh no, it's been too long,' Lucy thought.

Natsu couldn't wait any longer, he took her lips in his as soon as he saw her pupils dilate and groaned loudly after they made contact. It had been way too long for him as well.

Lucy whimpered at the unapologetic sound he made, it was such a pure sound of lust and it embarrassed her at how much she liked it and how open he made his desire for her known.

Natsu didn't waste time, and before long he was biting open her soft lips, angling her head for deeper penetration and sliding his tongue to place with hers.

She instantly remembered how good he was at kissing, thankful the color on her lips was only a tint, so it wouldn't smudge. Her body remembered his skills as well, as the quickly gathering wetness between her thighs made itself known. His hands played at the silk of her robe, brushing against the hem on the upper part of her thigh, until he could get a hint of her heavy warmth at his fingertips. Their tongues played, sliding hot and deep in the other's mouths without rest. Steaming up the room around them.

Lucy broke away, needing air, and trying to back away from him. "W-wait." They couldn't just do this kind of thing in her dressing room in the middle of her shoot! She was able to amble out of the cage of molten heat he'd put her in against her desk, but had nowhere else to back away to but the corner of the room. The intensity of his eyes on her form as she skirted away made her stumble; he was exactly like a predator looking at his prey. She quickly realized she probably couldn't talk him down from this, and that was made true when in the next moment, he had her in the corner, picking her legs up and wrapping them around his waist.

"Nat—!" She started, beating at his chest. Before she could speak again, he was smothering her with the deepest, most mind numbing kiss she'd ever received. With her core at his crotch, his clothed cock digging up and his tongue plunging down, Lucy was sure she died and went to heaven.

His tongue felt like it was pulling out her soul. "Natsu." Lucy whined when they pulled apart. She got no time to talk further as he angled her chin to the side roughly with his thumb and index finger, then deep belly groaned at such a submissive sight, before he laved his lips against the most sensitive part on her neck, between the bottom part of her ear and jaw. "Ahhh," it really felt like she shot straight up to the heavens then. Her hands went desperately to his shoulders to hold on tight as he ground his hips into her and worked to make a deep purple hickey on her neck that even makeup wouldn't cover. "F-fuuuck"

"Mmm," Natsu moaned into her neck. Satisfied with his work, he placed one last kiss on the spot before brushing his lips up her jaw and to her ear. "You're so sexy Luce. I wanted to fuck you hard on that couch you were laying on in front of everyone. Just like I did last time." Lucy gasped, clutching him to herself tighter. "You really like to get me fired up on couches, don'cha Luce?" He chuckled darkly. "But I think this is enough to prove to every bastard in there that you're mine, don't you think? That you're only my little slut to do what I please." She nodded quickly as he bit and rasped against her earlobe and yelled out a squeaky 'Yes!' when he licked back at the tender spot.

"Good," Natsu groaned hotly in her ear, seemingly satisfied with her sensitivity towards him. The sound was anything but pure, reminding her of his groans deep in the throes of sex. The moments when he would slowly push deep inside of her and she'd clench down on him as she cried out from pleasure. He always made the most guttural and animalistic noises then, that without reason time and again turned her to liquid. "Let's get you something to eat then."

Dazed, the girl didn't realize when he'd placed her back on her feet, slowly blinking away the haze when he guided her back to a table full of sweets and fruits.

"Wait, I can't" Lucy stopped them just as Natsu was looking over the table. Her disappointment at him suddenly stopping what they were doing earlier receded, replaced by new emotions.

Groaning, Natsu glared at the girl. "C'mon Luce, you need it."

"I'm fi—" A loud groan tore from Lucy's stomach and she quickly shut up. The man before her gave her a pointed look as she felt mortification build up inside her.

"Here have something simple, like a cookie." He gave her a small chocolate chip one before stuffing three in his mouth for himself in quick succession. Lucy raised a brow at the morsel in her hand. It wouldn't hurt and most of the shoot was over for the day anyway. She just had one more and she could eat all she wanted. Sighing, the blonde stuffed the chocolatey goodness in her mouth with one bite, stunning Natsu for a second before he gave her a second one. She ate that one quickly, too.

Deciding that, two cookies would probably be the maximum of sweets that she would accept, Natsu opted for a strawberry this time. It was covered in chocolate and completely unassuming, that was until Lucy got a hold of it. She didn't give him time to fully release the fruit before she put her mouth over it with his hand still captured on the stem at the bottom. Her big doe eyes look up at him with a carnality from her hunger as she stuffed the berry into her mouth. Plush lips brushed teasingly over his fingers. The act was enough to make him forget that he was just ravaging her earlier, he knew explicitly what her lips tasted like but in that moment, it felt like he had no idea, that he had to learn it all over again.

Taking another strawberry, this time clean of any chocolate, he decided to dip it in whipped cream. Natsu stepped closer to the woman, making her tilt her head back to stare at him as he stood much taller without her normal heels on. He dominantly pulled his hands through her hair, firmly drawing her head back to look at him, before placing the strawberry at her lips. "Eat," he demanded huskily, a sudden darkness taking over his moss eyes. The coy look that Lucy gave him earlier grew darker as she caught on. He flashed back to how she was during the photoshoot. A woman comfortable in her own skin, that's how she was with him.

Her lips puckered around the berry, the very tip of her tongue flicking over the cream erotically and the pink haired man almost imploded. He thought they could get away with a few kisses and some petting, but now he wasn't sure he could let her leave the room now. He was already aching before, but now his cock was so hard at the sight of her that he was becoming irritated by the gun in his pants. Moving his hands from the strawberry while she kept it locked between her teeth, to adjust the weapon, Lucy looked down at the same time to see. Her eyes grew wide and she spit out the rest of the fruit, but Natsu didn't give her time to speak as his lips were once again upon her, forcing the girl to let out a surprised squeak.

She tasted better than he imagined, the sweetness of the fruit rivaling Lucy's own taste as he tried to absorb any remnants of its flavor. Her fingernails pierced his shoulders for a moment from her surprise, but he moved his lips in way he knew she liked, and she flattened herself over him just as much as he was over her in the next second.

"Ahem," Lucy shoved him away with all the strength she could muster, throwing eyes shaped like an owl at the intruder. "Sorry did I interrupt something?" Jason Cool stood by the door with the three people from makeup and wardrobe that Natsu kicked out earlier, even the receptionist from downstairs was there. All five mouths were agape and faces flushed after watching the scene unfold.

Akin to his personality, Jason wasn't like the others, quickly jumping up to speed. "Lucy I just had a cool idea! I know exactly how you will do the next photos!"

Natsu growled at the man, seeming to come out of his daze as he pushed Lucy in her disheveled state behind him and stepped towards Jason threateningly. Lucy felt her heart patter, never having seen Natsu act like this in front of other guys. His possessive antics seemed to spike at the face of other men while they were intimate with each other. Whatever she saw in his pants earlier, she was almost certain Natsu was going to use it now just because her boss had interrupted them.

Lucy stepped in front of Natsu quickly before the others could catch on to how serious the situation was. She elbowed Natsu in the stomach, hearing him grunt but not budge (distantly crying at the pain in her elbow) before trying to calm everyone down. "Oh really what did you have in mind?" She asked a little too perkily.

Jason blinked blithely, seemingly oblivious to his life being in danger. "I want YOU TWO to pose with each other! It will be cool Cool COOL!"

"W-wha-what?" Both Lucy and Natsu stood still, astounded by the turn of events.

"Someone get this man a wardrobe! Hair! Makeup! Finish off with Lucy! We have cool spreads to do!" Jason ordered away at everyone, the assistants and receptionist breaking out of their surprise to quickly do as he ordered. It was likely that they were used to it.

.oOo.

Natsu didn't know how he made it into his current predicament. He understood how he got from his office to Lucy, but everything since the man who busted into Lucy's dressing room told them they would be a pair in the next round of photoshoots until now was a blur.

Natsu reached for the gun at his waist, officially done with the man and all of his bullshit. He knew the best way to get rid of him and he wouldn't have to waste time afterwards to hogtie Lucy home.

A cold, soft hand covered his before he could fully reveal the item at his waist to the chattering people before him. Cold green eyes turned to his side until they landed on the warmest brown hues. There was desperation in her gaze but even deeper there was a desire for trust…in him.

"Please," Natsu felt his chest tighten at the one simple word. His instincts fought against it but with her hand moving more firmly against his and her eyes looking up to him, he felt himself relax despite his urges.

He started to regret his decision after realizing where they were now. The scene for the photoshoot completely changed. This time, instead of being a distance from the natural light of the large windows, Lucy and Natsu were directly under it. Which wouldn't be so bad, if they weren't in a bathtub under it.

Lucy was fully on her back, lying against the deepest parts of the antique jewel colored clawfoot bathtub. The jade porcelain shone against her skin and complimented the red still at her lips and now at her new lingerie set.

Matching the hue on her mouth, she wore a completely lace red bustier, the intricate frills ending at the end of her ribs, of which were showing more prominently than he remembered. A couple of delicate gold chains situated themselves at the top of her clavicle, leading the eyes down to the low dip of the bra and her deep cleavage. Down past her waist rested even more lace for the bottoms of the set. The frills barely covered just how much skin she was showing there. Lucy's bronzed, spray sun-kissed skin and newly highlighted hair paired beautifully with the ensemble.

Natsu was currently sitting upright on the opposite end of the tub where her feet where. Presently, small delicate feet laid prettily on his lap as he found himself determined to massage warmth back into them. He remembered the chill to her fingers when she touched him earlier and knew it probably had to do with her rapid weight loss.

Just looking at her made Natsu remember what they were doing before the new version of the photoshoot happened. He ached to kiss her sinful lips once more and continue where they left off. The expression he directed her way must have been good, as the collective praise from the people on set got louder and the photographer's 'cool's!' became more exuberant.

Contrary to Natsu's cool (no pun intended) demeanor, Lucy was a ball of nerves. After willing Natsu to not shoot the top photographer of the very famous magazine and frantically trying to hide the gun after Natsu casually gave up—he hadn't helped her find a hiding spot at all for it by the way, she had watched him disinterestedly follow the directions of the chattering women around him. Just when she had thrown the damned thing under a cushion from the sofa next to her, her own team pulled her back to her vanity to finish up. She had already changed clothes and all they needed to do was refresh her hair and makeup.

She had thought she could relax at least minutely, until she heard a gasp from her hair technician, the woman apparently so surprised by something that she almost burned Lucy's hair. Even her makeup artist paused in what she was doing, the blush brush in front of her face stilling in midair. Befitting her bad mood of late, the blond was about to give the woman starting a fire in her hair a piece of her mind, until the look on everyone's face had her turning her head to find the cause of their distraction. When she did, she then lost her own breath.

Natsu was in the middle of fully taking off his dress shirt, pulling the shirt off of his shoulders and away from his arms, revealing the hard earned muscles and the beautiful tan of skin lying in wait there. The woman doing her makeup dropped the brush in her hand fully, placing her hand on her chest instead as if to clutch invisible pearls when all of Natsu's tattoos were presented to them.

Even though Lucy had seen the man a handful of times without his shirt on, even she had to admit how much the sight of him half naked with the low lighting of the room was making her insides stir. The sleeve of tattoos along his biceps was disarming, making his comparable businessman look he had with the suit, completely vanish and make way for something more dangerous. The tattoo of 'END' along his pelvis had her mouth going dry, her breath escaping her further when Natsu started to unbuckle the belt on his pants and threaten to pull them down in front of everyone. And if memory served, she knew the pink haired man didn't always wear underwear under them! "W-wait, Natsu!" Lucy knew she would be able to hear the women around her panting in anticipation if she listened hard enough.

Natsu stopped right before he was going to pull the waist of his pants down, tilting his neck up to look at Lucy under his lashes before raising a brow at her frazzled state. He took in the full stop everyone had made to look at him before glancing at Lucy and seeing she was just as affected. "T-There's a partition on the other side of the room that you can use to change, Natsu."

"Doesn't matter to me." Natsu rumbled causing Lucy to blink dazedly. Having had his fun, he smirked as he stood to his full height and ambled casually past the women there to help him, then his 'girlfriend', pants still open and unbuckled for their open gazes teasingly, pulling his hands through his hair as he walked in the direction she mentioned.

.oOo.

If that hadn't frazzled Lucy so much, finding her manager Aquarius waiting impatiently in the studio after she and Natsu finished getting ready did. When the blonde's gaze landed on her knowing blues, she felt like a secret about herself had been revealed that she didn't even know.

"Okay, give me a new position! Natsu, climb over Lucy like you want to ravish her. Look at her like you're a hunter and she is the most delicious prey that walked ignorantly into your lair." Jason demanded, continuing to flash the camera all the while.

As casually and emotionless as he took on everything asked of him since Lucy begged him to not shoot the man, Natsu got up from the tub, placed only one foot in the basin and leaned over Lucy. One hand at the crease between her knee until she was completely under him was what really got her attention.

Her chest heaved as her heart rate accelerated. This position was all too familiar when it came to Natsu her eyes landing on his grin as he noticed it as well. His eyes seemed to glow even more than usual from the setting sun coming through the window. Glancing at the shimmering hue of the bathtub and back to Natsu's face, she just knew it would also brighten his eyes and soften the complementary blush of his hair.

She also got a good look at his outfit, or lack thereof. Unsurprisingly for a lingerie photoshoot, Natsu was bare chested. What surprised Lucy was the fact that they put makeup over his tattoos to cover them up. She assumed it had something to do with them wanting to be more tasteful, but she didn't see how having Natsu in the shoot half naked and looking at her like he was more than willing to fuck her sideways in front of everyone in the room, was what tasteful viewers wanted. Her gaze fell from his full lips to his hard-defined abs seemingly glowing against the denim of the jeans they put him in with the teasing hint of Heart-de-Crux briefs, and then she could see the difference.

"NICE! Yes, continue that, Natsu! It's very cool! Lucy you scoot up a little…yes! Right there! Take turns looking at the camera as well!"

Despite Natsu looking like a five-star meal served on a platter and Aquarius across the room intermittently giving her knowing looks, Lucy had tried to stay as professional as possible and not show her true emotions on her face. As they switched from position to position, Lucy even tried her hand at domineering ones where he was laying in the tub while she straddled him or another where he was sitting at the lip of the basin while she stood twisting her body his way; all had seemed to go well until Natsu only proved himself to be a true heathen as he kept getting closer and closer to her. Moving his hands higher and steadily touching dangerous areas. Him accidentally brushing his hands over her collarbone, his fingertips playing at her thighs, or the one she actually hit him against the shoulder for—when she straddled him, and he intentionally squeezed her ass.

No one seemed to notice, but it was making Lucy distracted and her skin sensitive. She had already been high strung and horny before coming here thanks to his earlier games. Natsu doing all of that was just making her lose it, and he knew it. And their position now! Her face was forward as she gave the camera a commanding look whereas Natsu sat beside her in the tub, turned her way. Their limbs were tangled, in a position that probably would have been awkward for most, but she knew Jason had a way of capturing his models in a natural air. Natsu was dragging the tip of his nose along her neck and into her hair, coming closer and closer until he was brushing his lips against the hickey he'd left on her skin earlier. Whimpering faintly, Lucy could feel nothing but a deep pit of fire growing in her belly, the crevice between her legs slick and she knew Natsu knew as well, when she felt his hand sensually drag up her leg. Daringly swiping against her lingerie covered slit. She was one second away from losing her wits about her and mauling Natsu before he could crack an amused grin.

"Cool! That's it for today Lucy and friend!"

If she could sag with relief like a puddle into the earth she would.


AN: Got some limey goodness, yum! After reading your reviews, a lot of people thought Gray would join Natsu here, I'm sorry to disappoint, I guess I didn't write that part well enough, ahah. Natsu and Lucy seem to unconsciously be building upon something here, wonder if it will stick.

"I fully appreciate that Jason can get a man half naked and walk him through camera sex for at least an hour and never get his name. I strive to be that obsessively focused with my art hahaha." -noseinabook (my beta). This fully encompassed how I was trying to characterize Jason while also making me die of laughter, love you Rebecca you're the best beta a girl could ask for! Btw, she just got married so please give her a congratulations if you don't mind :)

Btw, I did make a tumblr for my Nalu fanfics recently! I'll be talking about updates, give snippets of them, along with other fics I'm planning/ oneshots, posting fic recommends (usually of the lemony sort), and just talking about my love of nalu in general. Follow me if you want to chat (I think it's easier that way), want fic recommends, or even if you want to bug me about updating! I'm yukimcffblog . tumblr . com just remove the spaces! I'd love to hear from you guys on there!

*yes I did insert this pun, yes I did laugh at it for a good 5 minutes. I'm ashamed…