Hello my lovely readers!

This story was requested by a reader on AO3, and my goodness did I enjoy writing this piece! Vampire Natsu was very demanding of his story being told, and I seriously loved it.

It is based on Mashima's drawing of Vampire Natsu and poor (yeah right!) victim Lucy, check it out if you haven't seen it.

I have left the door firmly open on this for another part, or even a short book as I honestly feel there is a whole load left unexplored in this story. I would really appreciate any feedback on the piece and ask if there would be any interest in either a second part or a short book.

I'm going to leave the tags that were requested for this one shot here, as I know it might not be everyone's cup of tea, please take them as warning for what lies ahead…

Tags: fully clothed Natsu, naked Lucy, biting kink, roleplay kink, blood, rough sex, dirty talk, creampie

Thanks so much to Ano for requesting this particular story, I really hope you enjoy it, and feel free to request again!

Remember, my requests are open! Let me write your kinks 😉

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Moving was exhausting. Lucy panted as she dropped the box she was carrying to the floor with a heavy thud. Swiping the back of her hand across her sweating brow, she groaned at the thought of all the remaining boxes that needed to be moved from the entrance hall below. Why hadn't she found a small apartment that she liked, it certainly would have made this a hell of a lot easier? No, she had to find an old mansion, in a seemingly deserted part of the city, and fallen madly in love with it.

It was safe to say that the moment Lucy had found herself outside the mansion on one of her meandering walks, her feet carrying her forward as she thought over book ideas, invented new characters and simply let her mind unwind, that she knew she would buy it. She experienced an intense pull as she gazed longingly up at the arched windows on the top floor, it appeared as if heavy purple drapes still hid the inside of the house from outside prying eyes despite its long-abandoned appearance.

Lucy had stood for what felt like both an eternity and nowhere near long enough, admiring the dilapidated property. Her vivid imagination kicking into life as she thought of what the house would have looked like in its prime; the gilded edges of the steep roof unbroken and sparkling in the setting sun, the dark charcoal of the solid stone walls strong and smooth, and the wrought iron of the balcony railing gleaming in the summer breeze. A 'For Sale' sign lay slumped against the mighty oak tree that sat proudly just within the fearsome looking gates of the property; she eyed the sharp spikes atop the gate with curiosity.

As the blonde finished jotting down the details of the company selling the property, turning to leave, her eyes finally dragging away from the mesmerising sight, a shadow flitted across her vision from the tallest window. It was gone before she could refocus her gaze, a sharp breath slipped through her lips, her heart rate swelling as a strange sensation swept over her body, making the hair on her arms stand to attention.

She stood for another moment, her eyes fixedly upon the window, her heart thundering in her chest, Lucy couldn't make her mind up if she had seen something or if it had simply been a trick of the light. Heading back to her cramped apartment, her mind could think of nothing other than the house, and as she got further away, it seemed to call to her, trying to sway her back to it.

The realtor had been dumbfounded with Lucy's insistence of purchasing the property without needing a full tour of the estate, however they were more than accommodating when they realised that she was a cash buyer and an impatient one at that.

Apparently, the mansion had previously belonged to the Dragneel family, a once wealthy family that had dwelled in the city for the better part of three hundred years and owned many properties and businesses, but this was their family home.

The disappearance of the last born Dragneel was still a mystery in these parts, one that Lucy had not heard previously, and it intrigued her greatly. The son had departed the mansion one day, at the age of 25 and had not returned. There was seemingly no rhyme nor reason, no motives or grudges held by or against him, he simply vanished. On the death of his long distraught mother, the house eventually fell into the hands of a bank, and it had stood uninhabited for the past 56 years.

Lucy was swept into the mystery of the tale, her mind trailing over potential reasons for his disappearance as the realtor busied herself with the necessary paperwork. She played absently with a strand of her long golden hair, twirling it around her finger as her teeth bit harshly into her plump lower lip, brow scrunched in contemplation.

What Lucy did not know, but would soon discover, was that the missing Dragneel had long returned to his family home, and he was more than looking forward to meeting Ms Heartfilia.

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Natsu Dragneel, the rightful owner of this property, paced the cramped room in agitation. He was not used to such confined spaces, having previously roamed his home freely since his return, in fact he loathed to feel trapped. His instincts were beginning to make him demented, his body reacting to the sole female presence, so close yet still so far. His headache only grew brighter as he continued to fight he is usual compulsion to rest during the day.

Running a hand through his unruly pink hair, he took a deep steadying breath, trying to regain his composure. His earlier rage had startled him, he was not used to his emotions overtaking him so rapidly and intensely. Natsu had sensed the presence of two men in his house, carrying furniture into the various rooms whilst his new guest directed them merrily. He had not been pleased with their presence, yet he knew it was a necessity of the transition. Natsu had directed his awareness to pay close attention to the men, his mind running riot at the thought of what perverse things they could do to a young attractive female such as Ms Heartfilia.

It was perfectly hypocritical of the male, his sharp fangs sinking into his bottom lip as he contemplated on all the perverse things he wanted to do to the young female and would as soon as he could. Natsu pressed his hand down on the front of his pants, the fabric so very tight and restricting on his rigid length.

His hunger was almost palpable, his nostrils flared as he scented the delicate, intoxicating fragrance of Ms Heartfilia's blood as she strode around, carrying boxes and examining their contents. Despite having taken precautions against this very situation, the blood from the previous evening had not been enough to quell his thirst for the young blonde.

She was somehow different, and as much as that realisation excited him, it also terrified the normally cocky male. Natsu was a vampire, and an old one at that; it had been a long time since he had felt fear, he was the thing to be feared, not some alluring young girl.

The night he had felt her presence for the first time, his body had seemingly moved of its own accord, his feet pulling him towards the window like a puppet connected to his master's strings. His sparkling onyx eyes had stared in apparent hypnosis at the figure on the street below, his hungry gaze trailing over the blonde-haired female, her hair pulled into a messy high ponytail. She was slim, with curves in all the right places; Natsu abhorred females that were stick thin, their bodies looking so sickly and incapable of satisfying his specific needs.

The modern clothing she wore, which the vampire also strongly objected to, hid the parts of her he wished to view the most. A deep blue hooded top bagged on her slender upper torso, despite its loose fitting he could clearly see that she was busty, his canines growing rapidly as he thought of sinking them into the tender flesh of her breasts. She wore skin hugging denim jeans, the fabric highlighting the flair of her hips, accentuating her perfectly round ass. As much as these showed off her curvy body, he still favoured a dress or skirt, providing easier access to the delicious area between her shapely legs.

He wasn't ready for her to leave, his hand reaching out to touch the glass as she turned to walk away. He had thrown the suggestion towards her before he could stop himself, her head whipping back round to stare intently up at his hidden figure; the suggestion of a shadow being seen implanted so easily in her inviting mind.

Lucy Heartfilia. The name whispered to him, she was in love with his home and the vampire gave a light chuckle as he planned his next moves, allowing her to slip away into the warm summer evening rather than pursuing her as he would normally do.

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Lucy threw herself atop her plush bed, her back sinking into the soft marshmallow like comforter, it had been the very first thing she had unpacked, quickly followed by her toiletries. She let out a deep yawn, a wave of tiredness sweeping over body from the exertion of moving day. It was going to be a big adjustment for her, moving from a small cosy apartment to such a large and empty house. She could have sworn that the floorboards creaked seemingly just to torment her nerves as she had sunk low in the opulent white porcelain bath in her en suite bathroom.

She had thrown on the first thing she could find in her mountains of luggage, a long grey top that hung down to her knees. Lucy scrambled into her bed, craving the solace of a good night's sleep, knowing that she would have to rise with the sun if she wished to get as much unpacked as possible. Rubbing the covers against her cheek, they smelled of home and with that final comforting thought, Lucy drifted into a seemingly peaceful sleep.

It would not last.

"Lucy." She heard the whisper of her name tickling her ear, stirring her softly. Lucy mumbled incoherently, pressing herself further into her pillow as she slipped into a dream…

She could not see anything; darkness filled her vision. She could not move, yet nothing held her down. A warm breath caressed her neck, making her tingle from the unexpected sensation. She became aware of her own body quite suddenly, her eyes dipping to see she was standing in the grey top she had pulled on before bed. Her brow wrinkled in confusion; her fingers felt heavy like she was running them through treacle.

Without warning a white gloved hand stroked the flat of her stomach, as if someone stood behind her, yet she could not sense anyone there. The strong fingers pressed into her top, the material twisting in its grip. A low grunt of disapproval floated in the air around her before a deep masculine voice growled out, "you should be in satins, silks, lace."

Lucy trembled all over, yes, she was scared, terrified even, but a deep secret part of her was exhilarated. A low hum sounded by her ear, hot breath fanning her neck as the strong gloved hand moved upwards to her chest. She could not suppress the whimper that escaped her lips, the voice whispered heatedly, "will you let me touch you more?"

She had no idea what made her say it, her sensible brain was crying out in anguish as the soft "yes," left her mouth, her tongue dragging over her bottom lip as she sought to wet them. A second hand appeared; it roamed across her body, fingers gripping her hips, kneading the flesh it so openly explored, whilst the other hand was gentle and soft in its exploration of her breasts. Fingertips teasing her nipples until they stood proudly to attention, fingers pinching and rolling them as the friction of her top sent heat spiralling between her legs.

Someone was behind her now, she felt the air ripple as he seemingly appeared out of nowhere, her trembling intensified tenfold. Her heart thumping wildly in her chest, a quiet chuckle echoed as Lucy was pulled roughly back against the body. The male was tall, his head bending to trail wet kisses over her wildly beating pulse point, she could see messy pink hair as he continued to spread wildfire over her skin with his hot mouth.

"I bet you taste divine," he spoke against her neck, Lucy could barely comprehend the words as she focused on the hand that was now working its way steadily over her hip towards her aching core. She could feel his powerful chest pressing against her back, her body instinctively rubbing against him, there was a faint ringing building in her ears, and it annoyed her.

The hand was almost touching her most intimate area, her hips grinding on the hard length she could feel against her backside when he stiffened. "Damn it!" he shouted angrily, it sounded uncharacteristic of him, but Lucy could not ponder it any longer as she was ripped from her dream by the sound of her alarm clock.

Lucy had awoken feeling more tired than she had when she went to bed the previous night, her body felt heavy and sluggish as she sat up in her warm cocoon of blankets. The ringing of the alarm clock was shrill, setting her teeth on edge as a wave of irritation rippled through her. She was not one for normally feeling this grumpy, yet she could not shake the uncharacteristic foul mood that she was in.

Flashes of last night's dream kept popping into her head at the most inopportune moments. The memory of a white gloved hand running over her skin as she arranged her numerous books into their new homes, causing her to drop the book she was holding. She examined the book, grumbling as it had landed with a thud on her bare foot, 'The Vampire Lestat'. Lucy had been a sucker for vampire novels in her teenage years, it was an obsession that had petered out as she matured, but she still held a candle for the many male vampires in her once favoured books. The idea of writing her own vampire book crossed her mind, the thought more than excited her, but she wasn't sure if her publisher would go for the idea, she'd have to think on it some more.

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Natsu had spent the day attempting to sleep, he had come so close to ripping apart his concealed room in a tormented rage when that damn alarm clock had started chiming, even thinking of it now was enough to make him boil. The music Lucy had set to play throughout the entire house was too loud to his sensitive ears, the bass too intense and it soured his mood as he punched at his pillow in frustration. He had to calm down, he wanted a second chance to meet her in her dreams, and if he were to go to her in this mood then he would likely do something he would later regret.

He enjoyed the thrill of instilling a little fear in the girl, but in truth he did not want her to fear him.

As the music that floated to him in his cramped little room, hidden to all but him, he let out a sigh of relief as it changed to something more melodic. A female voice sang of rainstorms and warm hugs, it was enough to finally let the poor vampire get some rest, the darkness approached, and he accepted it with open arms.

It was close to midnight when the pink haired vampire finally awoke, his mind instantly sending out feelers for the lovely Ms Heartfilia. She was in her bathroom, brushing her teeth and watching her reflection in the mirror, her brow frowning for some unknown reason as she leaned in closer. Natsu was quick to send a short blast of his power to the alarm clock that sat beside her still rumpled bed, his tongue clicked in annoyance at the messy appearance. The alarm let out a short hiss as the fuse blew, and the vampire grinned wickedly as he waited patiently for Lucy to climb into bed.

He watched from his room, his fingers curling into the sheets below him as he fought the urge to go to her physically, but it wasn't time for that, not yet. At the sight of the blonde exiting her bathroom, he let out an audible groan of approval. Gone was the hideous baggy grey t-shirt of last night, Ms Heartfilia tiptoed to her bed in a black satin night dress, cut to mid-thigh and edged in delicate black lace. Her ample chest bounced as she quickly moved across the plush rug and slipped under the heavy covers, Natsu's mouth watered for a taste.

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The heaviness of sleep pressed on Lucy quickly as she settled deep into her bed, her final thoughts before she succumbed to the darkness were of why she felt the need to wear such alluring sleepwear, simply because of a dream, it wasn't as if she would have the same one tonight…

Lucy stood frozen, exactly as she had before. Her gaze cast down to see her body encased in the far too revealing night dress, and her heart rate spiked through the roof. She was quickly aware of the presence behind her, but her head could not turn to see. Lucy was pulled against the same hard body, the gloved hands holding her arms tightly as she gasped from the sudden movement. A black cape was draped around her, the edges tickling her bare skin as a pink head dipped to her ear, "you listened, I'm so very pleased," he growled, sharp teeth gripping the shell of her ear.

"W-who are you?" she managed to whisper out between shaky breaths. The heat was quick to pool between her legs, she knew it was the same man, and something about him, hearing him praise her, was making her utterly crazy with desire.

A deep chuckle was the only response, hands roaming freely over her body unseen as the cape hid their movement from her, Lucy let out a squeak as one slid under the material at her thigh. How she wished to feel his skin on her, the material of his gloved hands not having the necessary friction that she so craved.

In a blinding flash Lucy found herself lying back on her bed, she stared down her body as the sheets twisted, someone was under them, she could feel his hot breath on her naked legs as he inched higher. She tried to move her hands, tried desperately to throw back the covers and see him, but she was stuck fast. Her arms lay above her head, wrists together and held in place by an invisible restraint.

The male rested between her now parted thighs, every time she tried to close them, a hand would press her open once more as she writhed helplessly. His nose pressed against the delicate flesh of her inner thigh, inhaling deeply, and creating a deep rumble that vibrated through his chest and sent yet more warmth to her glistening core. Hands inched the fabric of her satin night gown up teasingly slowly, until she was fully exposed to him, Lucy panted as she raised her head from the bed.

A heated whisper met her ears as he stilled all movement, "I will say this only once, tell me to stop and I will. But know this; if I have you now, then I will do again and again." The words sent shudders of both immeasurable fear and pure unadulterated lust through her now squirming body, her mind reeled over the implications of what he was heavily implying in his words. Would she give herself to him, to take when he saw fit? Lucy was no idiot, what sane person would agree to such terms? Yet her overriding thought was to submit to him, it was only a dream after all…

Lucy let out a quiet hum of contemplation before diving headfirst into the unknown, "take me!" she cried, her toes curling in desperate anticipation of what was to come.

He smiled against her skin, his teeth grazing lightly over the vein that ran along her inner thigh. Lucy shuddered at his cool lips trailing wet kisses as he headed straight for her arousal, drawn like a magnet to her heat. At the brush of his tongue on her slick folds, she arched upwards on the bed, the invisible restraints digging into her wrists harshly as she strived for freedom.

His mouth was so demanding as his skilled fingers parted her, her secret area entirely at his mercy, of which he had none. Lucy was a writhing mess of sensation, the deep knot of pleasure twisting and growing as he sucked wickedly on her skin. The deep guttural noises in his throat merely added to the experience, the vibration ripping mewls of delight from the young blonde.

As he roughly thrust two of his fingers inside her soaking heat, Lucy was sure she would combust on the bed, her release was peaking rapidly. "Don't you dare come until I say, do you understand?" the harsh words washed over her, heating her blood further and a loud whine left her mouth. "Answer me Ms Heartfilia!" he shouted, his teeth biting down on the flesh of her thigh as he waited for her response.

"Fu-ck, I understand!" she whimpered, tears springing to her eyes from the pain of the bite. He licked at the bite mark, his lips quickly soothing the hurt away.

A wicked laugh erupted, "not yet, but soon," he retorted, leaving Lucy to muse on those words until his fingers curled inside her, stroking her sweet spot with exacting precision. She bit down hard on her lower lip, she wanted to push her legs together so badly, her orgasm was so close, but she desperately wanted to please him for some unfathomable reason.

He knew she wouldn't last, but that was what he wanted secretly. His mouth sucked on her aching clit, and the deed was done. The orgasm crashed into her with the force of a truck, white light blinding her as she screamed into the darkness, her juices poured out and the male hungrily devoured every last drop. Her highly sensitised flesh continued to be tortured, his tongue, teeth and fingers stroked her to new heights, her earlier tears slipping down her hot cheeks at the incredible overstimulation that assaulted her.

The covers moved; Lucy's eyes sprang open as she gazed down her heaving body. A head of messy pink hair came into sight, slowly the male lifted his head until she was met with the most intense black eyes she had ever seen. He was devastatingly handsome; his eyes hooded, filled with lust as they continued to stare at each other. He had a strong jaw, high cheekbones and a perfectly straight nose, his mouth twisted into a wicked smile as she took in every detail she could. Lucy wished for a taste of those lips, they looked so inviting, when he spoke, she watched as his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat.

"To answer your earlier question Ms Heartfilia. My name is Natsu Dragneel, it's a pleasure to meet you my dear," he practically purred the last part, his heated gaze wandering from her face to her high tight breasts. He moved too quickly for Lucy to follow, his face now mere inches from hers, she could smell the scent of his skin, memories of campfires and summer evenings filled her mind.

He rubbed his nose along hers before moving his mouth down to her collarbone, he spoke directly into her skin, raising the hairs as he did, "I'm afraid you have been a naughty girl Ms Heartfilia, I do hope you will take your punishment like a good girl?"

A sudden stab of terror flooded Lucy's body, her wrists twisted as her fight or flight instinct kicked into life. Natsu slipped the flimsy straps of her night dress down her slender shoulders, pushing the garment until her entire front was exposed to him. He hummed in appreciation, his eyes lifted to her flushed face, the black colour now a vivid red that had her stammering for words.

Before she could find her voice, his head dipped to her left breast, his hot tongue swirling over her taut peak. He worshipped her skin, ripping moan after moan from the poor girl as his teeth ever so gently pulled on her nipple, switching to the other until both had received equal treatment.

Lucy had almost forgotten his claim of punishment as she felt another release building deep in her stomach. Natsu's body was rigid above her, she couldn't stop her hips from grinding up towards his causing him to hiss through his teeth as she teased his aching erection.

All too suddenly, he pounced.

A searing pain flashed through her chest, quickly being replaced with the most euphoric feeling she had ever experienced. Looking down she watched as Natsu bit deeply into the swell of her right breast, a heavy trickle of blood slipped past his lips and coursed down over her chest.

Her breathing was coming in shallow pants, her mind slipping away as she could not tear her gaze from the erotic sight. Natsu opened his eyes and locked them with Lucy's, the red receding quickly back to the deep onyx of before. His fangs retracted, tongue lapping at the blood he had spilled and placing a chaste kiss on the bite mark. On that sight, Lucy passed out.

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Natsu quickly fumbled with the buttons of his pants, releasing his throbbing cock from their tight hold. He barely had to pump twice before his own release overwhelmed the powerful vampire, ripping a guttural groan as his seed coated his length. He was trembling with almost painful aftershocks of the pleasure, his mind reeling from the phantom taste of Lucy's blood. If that was how it tasted in her dream, he couldn't imagine how addicting it would taste when he finally got the chance to sample the real thing.

His mind slowed down; a lazy satisfied smile covered his face. He would go to her tomorrow night, it was time they had a proper introduction, and he would finally take her properly.

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Lucy woke with a jolt, a loud banging sound startling her as adrenaline flooded her body. Her hazy brain scrambled for context, she sat up and looked over at her alarm clock, the thing sat dead on her bedside table. The memory of her dream last night washed over her, and she hastily placed her hand on her breast, her fingers only found soft unmarred skin and she released a deep sigh of relief.

The pounding continued as she struggled out of bed, as her feet hit the rug, she quickly became aware of a wetness coating her thighs and realisation hit her soundly round the head. Lucy was hit with a full body blush as she realised her erotic dreams had caused such a tangible reaction. She quickly threw sweatpants and a hoodie on and hurtled down the stairs, yanking the door open to cease the incessant banging.

Her publisher was thankfully sympathetic to her plight after Lucy hastily explained about sleeping in due to a seemingly broken alarm clock. After a quick ten minutes to freshen up, the scheduled meeting started, and Lucy quickly forgot about her lust filled dream encounter with the mysterious Natsu.

It wasn't until much later, as she sat in the quiet hush of her library editing her latest novel, that the thought of Natsu's name popped into her head. Dragneel. Hadn't that been the family to have owned this house before her? Lucy chuckled in awe of her rampant imagination, her dreams forming all due to the story of the missing Dragneel. As she continued to think on it, the more it made sense, the book that she dropped on her foot yesterday had been about vampires, that must have been the reason that her dream Natsu had bitten her. It all made sense now!

Lucy became so absorbed by her work that night-time was upon her before she knew it. A quick glance at the clock showed it to be close to 1am, after stretching her arms above her head she started to pack away her things. She hummed a soft tune as she drew the heavy drapes in the room shut, that was when she heard it. A soft rapping noise coming from somewhere nearby, her body froze as she tried to pinpoint the location by sound alone.

"Lucy," a quiet male whisper called out in the distance, her name being dragged out until it sounded like a taunt. Her heart thundered in her chest, should she try to find somewhere to hide, or should she try to make a run for it? She felt trapped by her rising terror, footsteps could now be heard, and they sounded like they were getting closer.

Her legs took over as her brain continued to struggle to free itself from the fog of fear, she hurtled for the door and ran for the stairs down to the front door. A tall figure fully hidden by the darkness of the shadows stood in her path, Lucy's heart lurched sharply as she screamed, her hands catching on to the wall as she threw her momentum into the opposite direction towards her bedroom.

Quiet laughter followed her every step as she skidded round the corner in her haste to flee, "don't run Lucy, don't you want to meet me properly?" the familiar male voice called to her. She crashed through her door, falling to the floor as she stumbled on the rug by her bed, scrambling backwards on the floor, the figure filled her doorway, but did not come in.

Lucy's high-pitched scream ripped through the large empty house, her eyes widened in alarm as she gazed upon the man from her dreams, Natsu Dragneel, in the flesh. He looked exactly as he had last night, right down to the wicked smirk that spread over his handsome face. She was going mad, either that or she had fallen asleep in the library and this was just a twisted nightmare.

Natsu's white gloved hand stroked the edge of her door frame, his sparkling onyx eyes drooped into puppy eyes as he pouted down at the trembling girl on the floor. "Oh, won't you let me come in Lucy, I know you want me to. I can sense your arousal from here," he whined, his nostrils flaring as he scented the air.

His black cape rippled behind him, caught in some phantom wind, he screamed vampire from the very clothes he wore. The white of his shirt and gloves stood in stark contrast to the black of his cape and pants, pants which stretched achingly tightly over his crotch, his hard length very noticeable to the still terrified Lucy.

Lucy simply could not comprehend what was happening, how on earth could he really be here? Natsu chuckled, his eyes dipping to her panting chest, the lust in his gaze spread a fire over her skin, and she whimpered from the unexpected heat that pooled between her legs.

"You want me to fuck you, you want me to take you and have my wicked way. I can see it written all over your beautiful face my dear," his tongue rolled the words as he continued to watch from the door, unmoving. "Let me come in, I will show you pleasures you have only dreamed of," his lips twisting in delight as Lucy thought of her recent dreams, "oh yes, those dreams…mhm," he groaned out as he palmed his straining erection.

She tried to stand, but her legs simply shook too much. Lucy crawled on hands and knees towards Natsu, her brain screaming for her to stop, but she would not. Soon she was gazing up at her darkest desire, her heart thumping wildly as she raised her shaky hand to touch him. His eyes widened as her hand ghosted up his strong thighs, fingers sinking into the material of his crisp shirt, tugging gently until she lowered one hand to explore his hidden shaft.

Natsu let her explore him, he gripped either side of the doorway whilst her slender fingers unbuttoned his pants and freed his cock. She looked up at him with such desire swirling in her deep brown eyes, she kept her gaze locked with his as she gave a quick kitten lick to the tip. A small smile tugged at her lips as he threw his head back, her fingers wrapped around his length and slid down in a forceful pump. He could feel her hot breath on his skin, her plump lips parted, and she took him into her mouth eagerly.

Lucy marvelled at the taste and feel of him, his skin was like steel encased in softest velvet, and she loved it. She felt powerful as he groaned his enjoyment of her wet mouth, hollowing her cheeks so she could suck him deeper. His hard length was bigger than she had ever experienced before, the tip hitting her throat sooner than she wanted. She pushed further, craving to take as much as he had to offer, "fuck, Lucy!" he yelled out, his fingers twisting deep into her hair.

She found a suitable rhythm quickly, her head bobbing back and forth as she learned every inch of his dick. Her teeth unsheathed to graze the sensitive underside of him, and his grip tightened in her hair, his hips beginning to thrust forwards, making her take all of him. Drool was pooling from the sides of her lips as she let him fuck her throat, hot tears trailing from her eyes as she looked up at the man coming apart above her.

With a final shudder, hot jets of his seed coated her tongue and mouth, she swallowed every last drop, tasting his salty release as Natsu took in a great shaking breath. She sat back on her heels, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Come in Natsu," she purred, her finger crooking as his eyes flashed from black to red and back again in the blink of an eye.

Lucy squealed, he was a blur of movement, she was quickly lifted into his strong arms and thrown atop her bed roughly. He followed immediately, pressing his weight atop her as his lips sought hers. It was their first kiss, and it was addicting. Lucy felt like she would never get enough of him, his lips were cool against her own, the kiss was soft but demanding and she needed more.

His tongue forced its way into her mouth, exploring every crevice and dominating her own tongue, yet Lucy was bold enough to press back into his mouth. Her delicate tongue ran along the razor-sharp edges of his fangs and he pulled back quickly. "If I taste you now, this will be over before I want it to be," he whispered as he settled his head into the crook of her neck, his lips seeking out her sweet spot on the juncture of her neck and shoulder. His mouth sucked on the spot until Natsu was satisfied with the deep purple bruise he left.

He sat back, straddling her waist as he gazed heatedly at the panting girl "I really do abhor these modern clothes," he hissed, gripping the pink t-shirt she wore, the sounds of ripping fabric rent the air as he pulled the offending garment in two and ripped it from her slender body. Lucy gasped from the violent action, her cheeks flushing, and thighs pressing together underneath him. He repeated the action with her sweatpants, and suddenly she was lying in nothing but her bra and panties.

Natsu's gloved hand stroked over her naked flesh, he stopped when he reached the spot he had bitten in her dream, Lucy's eyes glazed over as she thought back to that moment, he smirked at her as his hand continued its journey. He moved to sit between her legs, he could clearly see the dampness of her underwear, he growled in heated lust, "is this all from sucking me off? Did you enjoy seeing me come undone by your pretty little mouth?" his head cocked to the side as Lucy flustered over his lewd words.

He was quick to press down on her needy core, fingers slipping the panties to the side as he teased her sensitive clit, his head lowered and Lucy felt Natsu rip the panties to pieces with his sharp teeth, a deep moan slipped out her lips and she placed a hand over her mouth.

The hand was hastily moved away, his face inches from hers as he hissed, "I am going to fuck you so hard that you will be screaming nothing but my name, I want to hear every noise that you make, understand?" His tongue left a blazing trail of saliva down her cheek to her throat.

Her lips parted, tongue licking over them quickly, "yes I understand," she managed to stammer out. He sighed in satisfaction, his still free erection pressed against her wet folds, coating his length in her juices.

"Hmm, how should I take you first?" he teased, tapping his chin with his gloved hand as Lucy eyed him nervously. His cape wrapped around the pair like a dark shadow, making their closeness so much more intimate, Lucy swallowed as he seemingly pondered his options. His gaze sharpened suddenly, Lucy was pulled upwards into his embrace, her bra shredded before her eyes as she was spun on the bed.

She knelt on trembling knees, Natsu's hand ran over her spine, pressing her upper half lower into the mattress, "such a good girl," he praised, sending shivers skittering around her flesh. His hands gripped at her raised ass, kneading roughly as he teased her slit with his rigid cock.

No warning was given as he slammed his length into her needy core, Lucy yelled out as her walls were forced apart, his size making her eyes water from the burning sensation. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, her knuckles white as he rocked backwards slowly. With every forward thrust he pushed further into welcoming centre, the way he rolled his hips into her felt sinful, and she loved it.

He was quick to set a demanding pace, his cock driving into her over and over as the knot of her pleasure grew intensely in her lower stomach. Her first release swept over her like a tidal wave, her walls clenching around him as he continued to ride through her pleasure, his fingers sinking deeply into her skin. He was relentless, and she wanted more.

As Lucy could feel her tension building again, she was pulled upwards, her back crashing against Natsu's solid chest, his fingers groping at her breasts as he continually slammed into her. Lucy's thighs were drenched with her release, the sound of skin slapping intensified as the stickiness coated her. His teeth sought out her ear, gripping the flesh as he spoke in her ear, "you feel so fucking good Lucy. So deliciously tight and inviting. Do you like me fucking you like this, hmm?"

Lucy's moans of utter pleasure were enough of an answer for him this time as he ripped another orgasm from the now trembling girl, as she came down from this one, he flipped her over and pressed down against her quickly.

His cock filled her fully once more, and he groaned his own pleasure as Lucy wrapped her legs eagerly around him, taking him even deeper into her body. Natsu could feel himself teetering on the edge of his own release, his mouth sought out Lucy's and the pair moaned in unison as they shared the rough yet passionate kiss.

Lucy's own hips were now rocking to meet his, gifting him even more friction as his head moved to the mark he had left on her neck. His tongue swirled hungrily over the spot, the tightness in his balls was unbearable. A strangled yell cried out as Lucy released again, this time the tightness of her heat was too much. Natsu pumped his thick seed deep into her, his fangs plunging into her neck at the same moment. She screamed his name, it would likely be heard miles away, but he could care less. Her blood was hot, decadent and simply delicious as it slipped easily down his eager throat.

He drank his fill, careful not to take too much as he continued to pulse inside her, his cum mixing with Lucy's release. Natsu could feel it slipping out of her, he growled in irritation, moving back to press his entire length back in, attempting to keep as much in as possible.

Natsu finally sat back, watching the trickle of blood run down her body, he was quick to clean it up with his tongue before he begrudgingly pulled from her body. Lucy's shallow pants filled the air, his hooded gaze watched in fascination as their mixed pleasure started to seep from her entrance, slipping down towards her ass.

He wouldn't admit it, but Natsu was addicted to this girl. Her body, her spirit, her blood, it was too much, and he would have it all, now and forever.

With a gentle touch he had not yet displayed, he cradled the beautiful blonde in his arms, savouring her warmth as she instinctively snuggled deep into his chest. His deep voice disturbed the quiet of the room as he said with confidence.

"Welcome to my home Ms Heartfilia, you won't be leaving anytime soon."