"What the hell am I doing?"
My eyes stare intently at the floor length mirror, the girl looking back simply can't be me, she looks wild and dare I say it, sexy? "You are so boring Lucy; I can't be with someone that refuses to take a risk every now and then!" the hurtful voice of my ex stings at my mind, his cocky tone full of sneering malice as he crushed your heart under the heavy heel of his boot.
The sight of an excited face peering round the mirror breaks me from my sad reverie, Levy, my bubbly and force of nature best friend gives a loud wolf whistle which sets everyone in the room giggling, except for me.
I shyly tug at the hem of the plaid skirt, in a hopeless attempt to bring it lower down my body. I don't know how anyone could call this a skirt, its damn near a belt with how little coverage it provides. I had only finally conceded in wearing the offending garment after a vicious verbal battle with Levy.
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"Come on Lucy, you'll look amazing in this! Your legs should be seen, not covered up with those hideous jeans you refuse to bin…can't believe all my attempts to destroy the bloody things haven't worked!" she fumes, eyeing my discarded jeans with a look of hatred.
"You are a fairy compared to me Levy, this skirt might look amazing on you, but my underwear will be on display even if I did manage to squeeze into it!" I yelled back, the blush deepening on my cheeks as Cana and Juvia watched on, their eyes glittering with amusement. I didn't see them coming to my rescue any time soon…
"Just try it on, please Luce, for me," she whined, taking both my hands in hers and pressing them to her chest, she pouted and fluttered her lashes at me. Her eyes miraculously filling with crocodile tears, the warming hazel colour now glossy with unshed tears.
Sighing, I grabbed the skirt up from the bed, "no wonder you have Gajeel wrapped around your little finger, that poor guy, you are fucking relentless!" stomping towards the bathroom door, I grabbed a pair of black knee high socks from a half open drawer, waving them like the mad woman I was becoming, I stormed, "I will wear this…belt, but only with some socks to cover me up!" and without waiting for a reply I slammed the door behind me. The laughter was immediate as I pressed my back against the closed door, forcing myself not to slide down the cold hard wood. "Help!"
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I had to admit that I did look good in the skirt, much to my annoyance, but I certainly didn't feel comfortable in it. The simple black camisole top that I paired with it, tucked into the waistband, and left a good amount of my ample cleavage on display. Having begrudgingly let Cana do my make up, "this is for a rock gig Lucy, its not a library date!" she chuckled as I protested that I could do my own make up. At that point I gave up and let the three witches, or maybe it should be bitches, do their worst.
My golden blonde hair had been pulled into two high pigtails, with a few tendrils left down to frame my face, black kohl swept out from my chocolate-coloured eyes, and a cranberry red lip stain drew my eye to my plump mouth. Despite the make up on my cheeks, my skin heats up and the blush shows through making me look rosy.
"You look drop dead gorgeous babe, if I weren't so desperate to get into Loke's pants I would certainly consider switching sides to make a move on you," Cana states boldly, her words are so shocking, yet she barely bats an eyelid as I stare at her open-mouthed.
Levy nudges me with a sharp elbow, "she ain't wrong Luce, you look like a badass sex kitten," she winks and gives an exaggerated purr. "Now it's time to get you tipsy enough to make you feel like one too."
"What have I let myself in for?"
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The bar is much brighter than I thought it would be, I have never ventured inside Nirvana's before and on seeing how big it is and feeling the almost tangible welcoming presence it radiated, I felt bad for judging it from its dingy outside appearance. Levy's long-time boyfriend was playing her tonight with his band, Fiore's Fury, their posters were plastered across the front door and filled the dark hall leading inside.
I've met Gajeel plenty of times since Levy and him became a thing, he was certainly a strange one. He looks so intimidating with his thick black unruly hair, intense crimson eyes, and the sharpest looking canines I had ever seen on a person. Not to mention the vast array of piercings, he had several on each eyebrow, his nose, lower lip and both ears as well. Levy had also revealed that he had one on his tongue, and that it was very useful in the bedroom department. That girl knows no shame, and I sadly wished that I could feel that carefree myself.
The rest of his band were a mystery to me, I had heard their names in conversation, but I knew very little about the other three members. Well, that isn't strictly true, I knew perfectly well that both Juvia and Cana had massive crushes on two of them, thankfully different guys or there could have been a lot of tears and most likely, bloodshed!
Ever since Levy had dragged Juvia to a gig a few weeks back, all the tall blue haired beauty could talk about was Gray. She had cornered me one evening as I sat alone in my favourite coffee shop, contemplating my seemingly boring existence, and told me at great length about her undying love for him. Of course, she hadn't said one single word to him at this point, but a silly little thing like that didn't matter to the besotted girl. Her eyes had practically transformed into big beating love hearts as she detailed how their shared future would be. I paid little notice, Juvia is infamous for infatuations, last month she was obsessed with an anime character and the month before it was our old History teacher, Mr Gildarts, from our early teenage years.
As for Cana, she was more single minded, she was after Loke purely and simply to bed him and say that she had. The brazen brunette was all about 'the moment', and I had lost count of the times that she disappeared on us during girl's nights to hook up with some guy, or maybe even girl after her earlier comment. Her thirst for life was thrilling and it had certainly led all of us into some crazy situations in the past.
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The cocktails were in full flow as we sat round a booth by the bar, the usual tables and chairs from the centre had been removed to allow for dancing, but the band hadn't started yet. As Cana approached from the bar, her hips swinging suggestively in her skintight leather pants, she carried a tray laden with shots and my stomach plummeted. I could handle my alcohol pretty well, it was a necessity when hanging out with this lot, but hard liquor was different.
"Do it blondie!" Cana yelled over the speakers, there was no point in resisting, lifting the shot glass to my lips I threw my head back to down the burning liquid, and as I coughed, the lights went down, and four men strode confidently on to the stage.
Levy went utterly wild, she was on her knees in the booth, bouncing and catcalling with her blue locks flying around her head, until I had to forcefully pull her back down. I watched as Gajeel's gaze found our table and he winked at his girlfriend with obvious satisfaction of her performance. "That's my man!" she yelled at the crowd before the stage, many heads turning to stare at us. My heart thundered at the attention, if the floor could have swallowed me, I would welcome it.
My heart rate dropped as the heads turned expectantly back to the stage, my gaze wandered over the men. The first one to settle with their instrument was Gray, I knew this was him by the way that Juvia was chanting his name repeatedly under her breath, her glazed eyes fixedly upon him as he seated himself behind the drum kit and rubbed his two sticks together before giving them a small twirl in the air. The movement was not meant to be flashy, it was mostly hidden from view, and I recognised it as more of a ritual as he released a long sigh, his eyes searching out into the faces before them.
Gray locked eyes with the short haired brunette as he leaned over to give him a fist bump, the two smirked at each other until the brunette moved to grab the bass guitar that was propped on the side of the stage. As he threw the strap over his head, Cana's breath hitched harshly; clearly this was Loke, and she was apparently desperate to find out how big his bass was, if you know what I mean…
The last man to walk on to the stage was so different from the rest, that I frowned for a second as I watched him prowl around. Whilst the three others all wore plain black fitted t-shirts with the band's logo printed on the back, and black combat trousers, this man was wearing dark grey jeans and a flame red vest. His vibrant pink hair was an unruly mess, and he wore an easy smile as he lifted a guitar to his body.
I was transfixed, so this was Natsu. The muscles of his arms were on display for all to see, the logo of the band tattooed on to the top of his right arm, and I watched as the muscles rippled as he positioned the guitar and gave a quick strum.
"Hey, earth to Lucy?" a hand waved in front of my face, snapping me out of my apparent hypnosis. Levy looked at me with her head slightly cocked, "did you even hear me? I said, we gotta get up and shake our tail feathers once they get into the swing of it 'kay?", her intelligent eyes looked up at the stage and then back to me. She gave me a knowing smile and I blushed crimson as she quirked her eyebrow and said quietly, "I can introduce you to him later."
On that final remark the music swelled, and the band started, they were really good. I don't know why I was surprised, but I did not expect them to be as talented as they were. My eyes never left Natsu, he was a born performer and a highly talented musician. The way he was able to almost dance around the stage whilst never missing a note was impressive, his eyes looked out at the crowd a few times, but never for long. That was until the end of one song, as he strummed the final notes and his body stilled for a second, his head lifted, and he looked straight at me. I wanted to look away, yet it was impossible. A shiver ran up my spine as our eyes locked, an almost imperceptible tilt of his lips turned into a smile and I found myself blinking much too quickly.
Thankfully, Juvia pulled me to my feet at that moment and the spell was broken. A new song started, this one a little slower than the previous ones, our group of four strode to the dancefloor and broke loose. The alcohol had successfully done its job in loosening me up, I swayed my hips to the beat and let the words wash over me. My dancing was probably raunchier than I had ever done before, Levy cheered at the sight, and we ended up doing a little bump n' grind performance before breaking out into giggles.
Our little group had danced ourselves closer to the stage, and now we were right at the front. I had refused to look towards Natsu, I didn't want anything to interrupt my fun, it was so rare that I felt this free. Yet as Cana dropped her body close to the floor and writhed her way back up, leaning heavily into my body, my own hips rolling in a natural rhythm with her body, my eyes dared to peek up towards the stage and I almost froze on the spot.
Natsu was staring intently at us, his once bright onyx eyes were hooded, and it almost seemed like flames were dancing inside them. His gaze trailed openly down my body before lifting back to my face, the only way I could describe his look was hungry. I could feel my pulse quicken as I continued to grind myself on to a more than willing Cana, her arms locking around my waist as I moved, my eyes fixed on the pink haired guitarist. As he continued to play, he moved towards Loke and their heads dipped together as Natsu whispered something to the brunette. Loke's gaze fell upon us, he grinned and nodded at Natsu, before blowing a kiss towards Cana, who eagerly caught it and motioned placing it inside her bra.
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The gig ended all too quickly, it had been such a very long time since I had felt this happy, and I didn't want it to end. Sipping on ice-cold water I watched as Gajeel put his microphone back and knelt to jump off the stage, several girls instantly flocked around him, their eager faces flushed and shining with admiration. Levy didn't even flinch, she simply stood and walked towards the little crowd, Gajeel watching as she approached. Her small hand curled around the neck of his t-shirt, she dragged him across to our booth, making the poor boy stoop due to the sizeable height difference, "sorry girls, this one is mine," she called out to the disappointed fans.
Hastily I moved around to the other side, squeezing tightly into Juvia and Cana, I more than knew what was coming. Gajeel sat heavily and Levy practically threw herself into his lap, their lips locking instantly as his large hands roamed her sides. "Jesus, you guys need to get a room!" Juvia yelled, looking away from the heated display, her pale skin peppered with pink patches.
Levy raised her middle finger as she continued to make out with her boyfriend, finally Gajeel gently pushed her back, he whispered something in her ear and Levy stiffened as a slow smile spread over her face. "I'm going to help Gajeel pack up, we'll be back in about 15 minutes," she hastily said as the pair made a dash for the backstage area.
"Make that 20!" Gajeel called out as Levy giggled and tugged him along.
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How did I end up all alone in this booth? People have filled the dancefloor again, bodies moving to the beat over the sound system as I watched on in ever growing disappointment. I hadn't seen even a glimpse of the tempting Natsu, he had left the stage so quickly and since then, nothing.
Now I was minding the booth whilst Cana and Juvia went to the bathroom, and Levy was getting her freak on with Gajeel. "Reliable Lucy, you are always the one left do this kind of thing whilst everyone else has fun."
As I swirled the straw around my almost empty cocktail, I didn't notice a body slide into the seat opposite me, it wasn't until a quiet cough sounded, that my gaze flew upwards and landed squarely on the person I had wanted to see the most. Gasping from the shock, my back pressed tightly against the leather seat, fingers trembling lightly on my straw as I was swept into the most intense and heated gaze.
It was as if his body radiated pure heat, delicate flames lapped at my skin as I nervously smiled at Natsu, I had no idea what else to do. "So, you're Lucy, huh?" he asked, his voice strong and deep, his head cocked to the side, his eyes sliding down my neck.
I wanted to stay as still as possible, but my body had other ideas, squirming in my seat, Natsu noticed with a tight smile tugging at his lips. "Y-yeah, I'm Lucy. Nice to meet you," I spoke far too softly, even to myself I sounded breathy and nervous.
"Well, I'm Natsu. I've heard a lot about you, none of it did you enough justice though," he remarked, his chin resting on his arched fingertips. I watched as he leaned closer, his eyebrow lifting as he continued, "want to dance? I always have too much energy after a show." He held out his hand to me, although it had sounded like a question, it was more of a demand as his fingers gently wrapped around my own and he began to slowly pull me from my seat.
My body was instantly pulled into his hard side, his arm slipping around my waist to grip at my hip, such a possessive gesture for someone I barely knew, yet I loved it and desperately craved more. Despite the heeled boots on my feet, he still towered over me, I glanced up as he guided me round the bodies of writhing people to a more secluded spot near the doorway to a staff area.
With a flick of his wrist, he pulled me round to face him, my hand clutched on the wide expanse of his chest as I stumbled from the sudden movement. He chuckled darkly as my wide eyes scanned his face, his warm hands trailed leisurely down my sides as he begun to sway with me to the music.
He was a natural dancer, he led me into a swift dance, our bodies moving gracefully together, and my confidence grew as we moved from song to song. A rather energetic piece ended, being replaced with someone with a slow heavy bass, I turned from Natsu, his hand reached out to me immediately and pulled my back to his front. The heat from his body was searing, my own fingers moved backwards to graze his sides as I let my hips rolls, my butt was now pressing dangerously against his front and it was safe to say that the man was enjoying it, as something hard pressed into me.
With a confidence I had never believed I possessed, I reached for his hands and pulled them around my writhing body. I guided Natsu's hands to my hips, his fingers digging in harshly for a second, causing a quick gasp to leave my lips. I could hear his own breathing harsh as I led his hands higher to my waist, my fingers stroking his own calloused ones as he pressed himself into me roughly.
Dropping his head to my shoulder, his hot breath fanned my seemingly tingling skin, and I tilted my head to give him better access to my neck. Natsu trailed harsh kisses along the skin until he reached my ear, "I want to make you mine," he growled making my whole body tremble with uncontrolled desire. As I tried to turn my body into his, his arms trapped me in place, "say yes," he continued, his teeth tugging on my ear.
I couldn't help the wriggle of my body as I took in his demanding words, his voice was rough with lust and it heightened the same feeling inside me, my skin didn't even feel my own as I noticed the growing heaviness in the pit of my stomach. Natsu noticed the press of my thighs, as I sought out friction, his answering growl had me pressing my nails into the backs of his hands.
"Y-yes," I all but whispered out, I wondered if he heard me as we stood stock still and my confidence started to leave me, my palms began to sweat and I was about to remove myself from his embrace, but before I could, Natsu moved.
My mind was a whir as I attempted to process what had happened, one second I was pressed into Natsu's firm and solid body on the dancefloor, then the next I could feel my back pressed harshly against a cold and solid wall. I was trapped, caged in by an increasingly hot and bothered pink haired devil. His fierce gaze searched my face before his mouth inched closer, he stopped, and I leapt. My lips crashed against his, the kiss was intense and somehow felt so right. I moaned into his mouth as his blazing hands hiked up my skirt, gripping at my hips and running his fingers over the lace of my underwear.
His tongue pressed into my mouth, sweeping inside and taking immediate dominance over my own as my arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to me. His wild hair was soft to the touch, as I grabbed a fistful he groaned and moved his hands under my thighs, lifting me with ease and making me wrap my legs around his waist.
He walked with me in his embrace, pushing us into a dimly lit room and suddenly he dropped backwards on to a sofa. Gasping, I broke the kiss, my head turned to see the room was empty and he had managed to kick it shut behind us. Natsu's mouth fell to my neck, harsh kisses peppered my skin until he found one spot on the crook of my neck that made me groan in sheer delight, my hips grinding on his lap. His teeth pressed into the delicate flesh, marking me as his, a deep bruise staining my flawless skin.
My shaking hand found its way between us, rubbing on the hard length hidden behind his zipper. Natsu groaned as I palmed him, his hips lifting to meet my fingers as his own moved over my ass and slid my panties to the side. "So wet for me, such a good girl," he growled approvingly, his fingers teasing my needy heat as my heart sings from his lewd praise.
The pad of his thumb circles over my sensitive clit, followed by two of his fingers slipping inside my core and stroking my inner walls. I feel wanton with lust, this heady desire clouding my normally sensible rationale, I claw desperately at the buckle of his belt, near tearing it opening with my desperation. Natsu chuckles through his half-lidded eyes, his fingers never stopping their pumping into my heat, the digits curling to reach my sweet spot.
Finally, his erection is freed from its prison and I stare in shock and wonder at the beast before me, there is no way that is going to fit, my brow scrunches in annoyance as my fingers stroke the velvet skin. A deep hiss has me looking into Natsu's handsome face, his eyes meet mine and he talks through his teeth, "you are going to sit on it, and you will take it all."
I have never experienced a man being so wicked and dominant before, it's not something I thought I would enjoy, but my body is telling me otherwise. Right now, I would do anything he asked of me just to get more of him, and I think he knows it. Pulling me down for a bruising kiss, his free hand reaches in his pocket and reappears with a condom, he is quick to rip the foil and roll the protection down his length. "Do you like what you see baby?" he asks darkly, my eyes have followed his every movement with heated fascination, and I blush as he notices.
My hips judder as I feel the tight knot in my stomach start to build to an almost painful level, I'm so close to release and when his fingers pull out from me, I whimper in annoyance. "I know baby, but this will be better, I promise," he whispers kissing my flushed kisses, "last chance before I make you mine. Do you want this?"
The care that is laced through his deep voice tugs at my heart, his willingness to stop if I didn't want to go further just increases my desire for this man. Clearing my throat, I trail my hand over his cheek, he nuzzles into it as his eyes close slowly. "Natsu, please fuck me. Make me -," my words are cut off as he pulls me down on his shaft, "yours!" I scream out, finishing my sentence as my world spirals off its axis.
"Oh god, you are so tight! Fuck, Lucy!" he groans out, his head tipped back in apparent ecstasy. I'm no virgin, but I may as well be as my walls are forced apart, he isn't even fully inside, and the burn of pain is tight in my core. With an experimental roll of my hips, my body sinks lower on to him and I wince through the pain, seeking out the pleasure that I know awaits me on the other side.
Our heated moans fill the room, I build a steady rhythm on Natsu's length, with every downward push he slips further into me until he is balls deep and I want to cry at the success. "Sweet Jesus, I need to move, please tell me I can move now," he whines, his voice tight with control.
"Fuck me hard," I purr, fingers curling into his biceps as I rock against him and his answering kiss makes me gasp at the intensity. Natsu grips my hips as he pushes upwards in a hard forceful pace, his fingers are like steel as I am trapped in his grasp. My hands dive into his hair, tugging his head back so I can kiss down his throat, my tongue trailing over his Adam's apple and hissing as he slams into me relentlessly.
"I'm going to…oh Natsu, don't stop!" I squeal as he repeatedly hits my sweet spot. My release comes thick and fast, holding on for dear life as he never stops the motion of his hips, his lips latch on to my collarbone as he makes me ride him through my orgasm, hot tears of pleasure slip down my cheeks as I am immediately overwhelmed with sensation.
Natsu smirks up at me, he hisses through his teeth, "I didn't know you had such a naughty mouth, I'll have to put it to better use next time," my heart soars at the thought of next time, part of me was sure this would be a one-time thing, but maybe not now. "I am so close, and you are coming with me this time. Another one, come on baby!" he demands, his bruising grip of my hips tightening as he pushes me towards another orgasm. His thrusts are becoming unstable, his teeth bite down on the swell of my breast as I free-fall into the next release, my walls clenching around him and milking his own release with a jarring shudder.
The only sound in the darkened room is our laboured breathing, my heartbeat is thumping inside my ears and as the moment ticks on, my rationale returns full force. As if Natsu, can read my mind, his hands cradle my face, his nose rubs along mine, pulling back he gives me a truly dazzling smile which makes my insides squirm with happiness.
"I hope you aren't regretting this Lucy. What is life without a little risk every now and then huh?" his gaze is intense as he watches me cautiously. Searching around for words, any words, he beats me to it, "you know, I'm not going to let you go now." His fingers trail over the deep bruise on my neck, his mark, and I shiver against him.
Clicking my tongue, "my my, you are awfully confident of yourself, aren't you?" I lift myself out of his grip, we moan in unison as he leaves my body finally. Pulling my skirt down to cover my modesty, Natsu removes the condom and disposes of it, zipping up as I cross my legs and stare at him standing before me.
"I think its more than time that I got you naked underneath me, I need to see all of your luscious body squirming from my touch," he growls at me, his hand stretches out in open invite. I need to decide right now if I am going to go further with this, I barely know this man, but I desperately want to. My sensible brain screams at me to be reasonable, but for once, I refuse to listen. My hand slips into his awaiting one and I am pulled out of the room and out of the bar entirely, the night swallows us up and I head openly into the risk of the unknown.
"So, it seems I am willing to take risks, I was just waiting for the right person to come along and join me."