Hi lovely readers!
I had promised myself I would release this on Sunday, and I've managed it by the skin of my teeth!
This is the second chapter to the Missing Dragneel, as the title suggests. Requested by the lovely Ano, and a few others that commented to say they wanted a second part. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it, I utterly adore Vamp Natsu, he is a lot of fun to work with.
I have a request for a third chapter for this with a specific outcome, so look out for that once I've cleared through a few more request pieces that are ahead of it!
I am considering put a chapter up that shows how many requests I am working on, simply so people don't think I've forgotten about them, would that be something you would like to see? Let me know! I even work with a spreadsheet to keep everything organised these days!
Remember, my requests are open! Let me write your kinks ;)
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An empty void howled inside the vampire, darkness was his only companion. How he yearned for a friend, a kind face, a lover. His insides twisted with loneliness as he stalked the quiet streets, careful to keep himself hidden in the welcoming shadows.
Searching, he was always searching, for the next victim. The next potential soul to fill the emptiness inside him, what he wouldn't give to find his missing piece. A bright spark in his world of unending night.
Natsu Dragneel had been made into a creature of the night, a vampire with a powerful lust for blood, yet his desire for love was far greater than the decadent crimson life force that kept him from attaining permanent death.
At the tender age of 25 he had been snatched into the clutches of a truly evil Vampire Lord, his youthful good looks and vibrant outlook on life had ensnared the Vampire Lord's attention. He wanted to make Natsu his, to keep forever, but the young Dragneel proved to be more than a match in the end.
That was his past; Natsu detested reliving those years, his time spent in near constant terror until he had amassed enough power and strength of his own to be able to rebel and leave that place, never to return.
He stopped, his heightened senses coming alive as he scented the chilly autumn air, a female was nearby, and most importantly, she was alone. Natsu smiled, his lips twisting into what would have looked like a wicked smirk as his breathing increased in preparation of the chase.
The girl had no idea she was being watched, she shivered in the fresh air of early October, pulling her thin jacket more tightly around her slender body. Her long auburn hair was partially hidden by the thick woollen hat atop her head, the white pompom on top swaying as she walked quickly back to her apartment.
She cursed under her breath, her irritation at her friend for ditching her in the bar for some random dude, a guy she would probably never see again. The streets were eerily quiet, she was not scared of the dark, but the shadows on the buildings around her seemed to writhe in twisted pleasure as she increased her pace, wanting to get home before her luck ran out.
Natsu was almost upon her, he could sense her fear, and it only heightened what was to come. Her mind was so very open, he slipped in without being detected and rifled through her thoughts, feeling the ire at her friend for ditching her, the fear of the shadows that seemed to be moving menacingly and her hope of getting back safe, before her luck ran out. He could not stop the chuckle, poor girl didn't realise that her luck had run out the second he became aware of her presence.
It was time to strike…
Natsu Dragneel threw down the manuscript, he could not stomach reading any more. His teeth ground in irritation, a hand rubbing at his face as he processed the words Lucy had written about him. He had thrown the manuscript with such force that it had slid clean across the polished table and landed in a heap on the floor, pages strewn around.
He cursed, striding around the table to tidy his mess and reorder the papers, he may be annoyed but he wasn't about to ruin her work, well, not yet at least. Was this what she truly thought of him? Some romantic idealistic version of a vampire, pining for a soulmate and true love?
Natsu knew fine well that his blood lust was definitely second on the list of his needs, but love was not the first item, it was sex, pure and simple. Ms Lucy Heartfilia had moved into his family home nearly a month ago, and since then both his blood lust and desire for sex were very well catered.
He had taken the young Ms Heartfilia in practically every room of the large house, pinned her against many walls and doors, sating himself in her deliciously inviting body for hours at a time. He craved her night and day, and had on occasion fought his urge to sleep during the daylight hours simply to be able lose himself in her soaking centre.
Thinking back to a time before Lucy, Natsu scowled as dark hidden thoughts floated to the surface, was I lonely?
It was true that he had spent most nights prowling the dark streets of the inner city, indulging his hunger in the various women he would encounter; women tipsy from alcohol, their inhibitions lowered, students returning to dorm rooms after long study sessions, jilted lovers, he wasn't picky. He never stole from them, Natsu Dragneel was raised a gentleman, and he would die one, whenever that would happen.
Yes, he would alter memories, but only those specific to him drinking their blood. He left the memories of a handsome stranger awakening their dark desires, acting out all manner of hidden fantasies in the darkness of well hidden alleyways. He never felt like he wanted more, happy to return to his home with a full stomach and the tightness in his pants relieved for the evening.
It was different with Lucy, he found himself cradling her small body to him in the early hours of the morning, marvelling at how she fit so perfectly into his side, as if she had been made for him alone. Yes, he was the dominant one in whatever weird relationship they had going on, but he revelled in the softer moments too.
Sharing sweet kisses before she would depart the mansion, watching her work as he pretended to be absorbed in a book. He delighted in the scrunch of her nose when she was trying to work something out, and the little gasp of delight when she inevitably solved the problem. He would work hard to conceal his knowing smiles, hiding behind his book as he admired every little detail of the tenacious blonde.
Lucy had always been an avid book lover, becoming a writer had seemed like a natural career path, and she was damn good at it. One of the things he loved most of all, outside of the fucking insane sex, was when Lucy would crawl into his lap, open a book and read aloud. Her voice was so sweet, soothing and lilting, yet when it got to intimate scenes, her octave would drop, squirming as she spoke the lewd words to him. The adorable blush that would creep up her neck until it reached her cheeks.
Oh now he loved to then act out those delicious scenes, making her come apart again and again, her body slick with sweat from multiple orgasms. Or sometimes edging her to the point of almost cruelty, until she whimpered, tears slipping down her pretty cheeks as she begged and pleaded for sweet release.
Calm yourself Dragneel, you have other matters to deal with, get your fucking cock under control!
Now he needed to have words with Ms Heartfilia, she had persuaded him to allow her to write a novel based on him after many pleading requests, but he had no idea the direction she was going to take with it. This Natsu in the book, he was miles apart from the true version, from what he had read, all they shared was a name.
He could have waited, he knew she would be back in a few hours. She was spending the day away from him, a meeting with her new editor followed by a book signing and dinner with a close friend. Natsu had been chewed up with mixed emotions, he would never be the type to dictate her time, she had a life and he was proud of her accomplishments, yet he wanted to be there with her. Out in the world, part of her life that was not hidden by the closed doors of their shared home, was that too much to ask?
Looking down at the white satin gloves that almost permanently covered his hands, he rubbed his thumb and middle finger together; he would have to adapt, make adjustments to his way of life, was he capable of that? He seriously hated the modern fashion, he had never moved with the times, choosing to stay in the style that had been thrust upon him by his maker, who was as far removed from an evil Vampire Lord than was possible, it was a comfort to him now.
Sighing, he opened the connection, knowing that his mood would continue to sour if he did not, "Ms Heartfilia?" he whispered into her mind, her shadowy form taking shape in his own mind, his lips tilting as she stiffened at his invading presence. She was about six or seven mile away from the mansion he guessed, meaning he could not make out too much detail of her surroundings, but she did seem to be seated in a restaurant, a petite female seated opposite.
"What are you doing Natsu?!" she yelled into his mind, he grimaced at the shrillness of her voice, she was flustered alright. He would have to tread carefully, Natsu speared a small amount of power along the connection, using it to ghost a phantom hand down her neck, sliding further down and resting inside the neckline of her pretty dress. The hand stopped over his most recent bite mark, the puncture wounds still healing on the outer edge of her left breast. He could feel her shiver at his touch, her legs moved on the chair, pressing together as he had known she would do. It was so very easy to rile this girl, and it was becoming a favourite pastime to indulge in this activity.
"We need to talk, it's about your book," he murmured as he moved the hand to caress at her stomach then hip, fingers gripping, an act of dominance, making her more than aware that she was his and his alone.
"Can't this wait 'til I'm home?" she whined, trying desperately not to react to the hand that was so possessively roaming her body as she attempted valiantly to carry on her conversation with her friend. "Levy is looking at me like I've got two heads, go away you damn pervert!"
That was it, she had made a big mistake.
Natsu gasped, the sound turning to an angry growl as he sent more power to the blonde beauty, another ghost hand manifesting to torture her further. He touched everywhere, and he was not gentle. Lucy defiantly crossed her arms over her chest, he would not remove them, even he knew that doing so would look highly strange to anyone looking on.
"Take yourself to the god damn bathroom right this fucking second young lady!" he ordered, Natsu could feel her uncertainty, the small wave of fear rising in her as she thought on whether to comply. "If you make me come get you, you will regret it Ms Heartfilia, move your fine ass, now."
Lucy excused herself, trying not to look too rigid as she walked towards the bathroom, she felt the hard smack on her ass and she bit into her lip to keep her from crying out. Her face was a deep crimson as she passed the sinks and mirrors, watching carefully as an older woman dried her hands and departed with a faint smile at Lucy. She was alone as she shut herself in the farthest away stall, taking a seat on the closed toilet.
She waited.
A minute passed; there was only silence and her shallow pants, Lucy could no longer feel the ghostly presence of Natsu's hands, maybe he had reconsidered? Perhaps he was coming for her after all, that thought made her head jumble, she was scared of him being angry with her, although she knew he would never actually harm her, but she also desperately wanted him to come. To find her in here, to press her hard against the stall door, hiking up her dress and taking her with no preamble. Reclaiming what was his, making her bend to his will as she did time and time again.
"Hm, such interesting thoughts you have my dear," Natsu growled, making Lucy jump from the suddenness of his low voice in her mind once more, "and as much as I would love to come to you, I also do not wish to interrupt your time with your friend, I'll make this quick."
The phantom hands had returned, gripping on to her arms and pulling her up from her perch, "hands on the door, you've been a very bad girl, and you must be punished." Lucy knew he was seething, there was none of his usual intimate strokes, no kindness or warmth to his voice.
She did as commanded, her hands pressed against the door, one hand pressed harshly between her shoulder blades until her face was almost flush against the wooden door, her ass now sticking out, as the other lifted her lilac dress over her butt, exposing her white underwear. Lucy was wet, almost soaking at this point, the mixture of fear and desire creating a potent cocktail in her veins, the decadent excitement that someone might walk in whilst this was happening raising the hairs on her arms.
Natsu spanked each cheek until they were a lovely red colour, his connection with Lucy now so intense that he could take in every intimate detail in the small stall she occupied. He would swear he could smell her arousal from here, he was going to fuck her senseless when she got home, that was for sure.
"Now whose the pervert huh? Who is getting so fucking aroused by being taken in a bathroom stall that her pussy is drenched?" he hissed, using a hand to move the barrier of her underwear so he could place a harsh slap on her tender folds, revelling in the hastily covered squeak that spilled her glossed up pink lips.
He pushed two fingers inside her soaking entrance, he was rough with her, knowing that was what she wanted, what she needed from him. His fingers curled to hit her inner sweet spot without fail, his thumb pressing harshly on her aching clit for extra friction.
Lucy was mewling unabashedly, and as much as he delighted in her noises, he did not wish for her to be caught in such a compromising position, he removed his glove from one hand and sent the ungloved hand to her mouth. "Suck!" he commanded, her lips accepting the digits eagerly, sighing as she felt his phantom flesh, it was so rare for her to feel his skin directly and he knew she truly loved those fleeting moments.
Her dainty tongue swirled his fingers, head bobbing on them as if she were sucking his dick whilst he continued to fuck her pussy with his dexterous fingers, "look at you, such a slut for me. Do you want to come baby?" he cooed, and she fell straight into his trap.
"Yes!" she screamed into his mind, her teeth grazing along his naked fingers as she continued to suck them as if her life depended on it. Her walls were tightening, dragging him in further, she was so close, and he withdrew.
He pulled both hands back, watching in satisfaction as she half slumped down the door, taking in the nail marks she had raked into the wooden door for the first time and grinning at the deep v that was now prominent on her brow.
"That's what naughty girls get, my dear Lucy. Don't you dare make yourself come, I will know if you have and things will be much worse. Enjoy the rest of your evening sweetheart." Natsu chuckled, placing a chaste kiss on her sweat soaked forehead, severing the connection before she could reply.
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Lucy was a ball of restless energy, she was perfectly livid at the devil back home. After she had finally managed to compose herself, splashing her face with cooling water until the blush receded enough for her to return to Levy. Her inquisitive and highly intelligent friend assessing her with cool precision as she sat once again, the questions had come thick and fast, as she had known they would.
In the end she had to relent and admit that she was seeing someone, if that's even what you could call the weird relationship she was in with her vampire lover. She promised to give Levy more detail next time, things being too new to be more specific, she would need to talk to Mr Dragneel about this turn of events, the damn ass that he was.
She had decided to take a cab back home, the walk would have only been twenty minutes, and something she would usually relish doing instead of being stuck in a smoke filled cab, but here she was. A seething mess of a girl, ready to fling herself at the pink haired man that would be waiting inside, she was yet to decide if she was going to wrap her fingers around his throat or his cock, it was 50/50 right now.
There were no lights on, she threw open the door expecting for Natsu to be waiting in the small entry area, but he was not there. All was silent as she scanned her surroundings, not trusting for a moment that he wasn't about to strike out from the shadows that hung over every surface.
Lucy shrugged out of her charcoal grey knitted coat, hanging it on the coat stand and leaning on the table next to it to pull her heels off, her toes sinking into the plush rug under her feet, relieved that were no longer pinched together.
She was able to make it almost to her bedroom before he appeared, his strong body pinning her to the closed door of her room. His breath was chilly on her skin, raising the flesh as he spoke directly in her ear, "oh you have been good, haven't you my needy little slut?"
Lucy was past the point where intimidation had a meaningful impact, her primal need for this man roaring to life and damning the consequences as she pushed back with more force than she had ever used with him. He was startled, eyes wide with shock as she rounded on him with such a desperately carnal look in her own deep eyes. She gave a shove and their positions were reversed, the male now pressed against the opposing wall with Lucy pushing her hands into his shoulders to keep him there.
They both knew that he could overpower her in seconds, but for once Natsu was willing to give her the control, at least for now. She growled before her lips crashed to his, the kiss was bruising, her teeth sinking into his lower lip and tugging on it in her desperation to dominate her lover.
Groans of delight rumbled in his chest, he marvelled in these new feelings, never having conceded his dominance previously, it was something new and deeply thrilling as Lucy continued to devour him, her tongue running over his deadly sharp fangs and pressing upwards until drops of her blood mixed in his mouth. His hands, which had remained strangely passive by his sides, sprung into a flurry of action, gripping her hips to pull her into him further.
Lucy wriggled out of the tight hold, pressing his hands against the wall, "don't fucking touch me!" she hissed before suddenly dropping to her knees, her quick fingers working on his pants and underwear until his throbbing cock came into sight at last. There were no kitten licks, nor any sweet kisses, her mouth descended on his length as she seemed almost feral in her want to suck him off.
In an instant he was hitting the back of her throat, he could feel her slight gag as she forced herself to take more, Natsu's mind was reeling. He could barely comprehend his own feelings over what was unfolding, this was total bliss. To have made Lucy so crazed through denying her release, it was unlike any edging he had taken her through previously. His hips rocked with every bob of her head, meeting her stroke for stroke as she hollowed her cheeks to heighten the suction of her pretty mouth, her teeth unsheathed and he wanted so badly to twist his fingers deep in her golden hair and fuck her throat raw, but she said not to touch her...should he listen?
Natsu was so close, the tightness in his balls making them rise up as he let his head fall back against the wall, his fingers still itching to wrap around Lucy in some manner, but he resisted, tightening them into fists by his sides instead. One more forward press into her mouth would be his undoing, but she ripped her mouth away with a wet pop. Lucy wiped the back of her hand across her glistening mouth, she stood quickly and walked into the bedroom and slammed the door behind her.
He was confounded. He was unnerved. He was furious.
Lucy knew that she was probably in for a hell of a night, she giggled at her own bravery at denying him, from stopping and walking away. She hadn't wanted to, truly she wanted to feel his release down her throat, tasting the salty tang of his cum on her tongue before she let him fuck her without mercy. Yet, she had wanted a small taste of revenge, she doubted any female had ever done what she just pulled, and that satisfaction was still humming through her as the door was blasted open.
Oh jesus fucking christ, Natsu has gone Super Saiyan on me!
Natsu stood in the doorway, a terrible wind coiling around his body, whipping at his hair and cape. His eyes were a glowing crimson red, the pupils like slits and almost completely taken over by the red irises, his fangs had descended over his lower lip and those lips were twisted into the cruellest snarl she had ever seen grace his handsome face.
Everything about him seemed bigger, his very presence an intimidation that would have left Lucy in pure terror had she not grown to know the man beneath this fury, dare she say, even grown to love him?
She knew her mouth was hanging open, taking in every changed detail, what drew her eye the most was the way he was clinging on the frame of the door, almost as if he was stopping himself from coming closer. It reminded her of their first physical encounter, the way he had stroked the door frame until he had been granted access, but this was entirely different.
The crazed vampire was trying valiantly to control his fury, he couldn't even remember the last time he had been so swept into negative emotions that this form had emerged, and he did not want Lucy to see him like this. He was a monster right now, and he loathed the look on her sweet face as she took in his enraged vampiric form.
Fear should have been the only thing she felt, but an exhilarating heat was increasing between her legs, such power, and yet he protected her from it. He could sweep in here and do whatever he wanted, drink her dry, fuck her, claw her to shreds, but he held himself back.
Her feet moved before her mind caught up, she threw herself at the vampire, arms encircling his neck as he grunted from the impact. She nuzzled against him, drinking in his scent and listening to the intense pounding of her own heartbeat as she awaited his response.
Slowly, ever so slowly, his hands wrapped around her body, lifting her feet from the ground and walking with her towards the bed. Lucy was deposited gently atop the mattress, and the eyes she gazed up at were of Natsu's brilliant onyx coloured ones once again.
He flipped her on to her stomach before she found her voice, his hands moving at an inhuman speed as she was divested of her dress and underwear in the blink of an eye. He raised her ass in the air, she could feel him press his nose against her inner thigh, running it up to her drenched core, and felt his shudder as he reached where she wanted him most.
There was no more preamble, no more teasing, no more talking. Natsu slammed his achingly painful cock into Lucy's welcoming pussy with such force that she rocked forwards and had to catch herself on her arms. Lucy had been so desperate all evening, this one thrust took her sailing off the edge, her orgasm spiralling through her torso at lightning speed, every nerve point singing in delight as she bucked and writhed on the bed.
Natsu merely gripped her wriggling body, his demanding tempo was immediate and harsh as he rode through her orgasm, never allowing her a second to come down from her high. Hot tears were spilling on to the covers as Lucy gasped through the almost too much overstimulation, her arms trembled to keep her from crashing to the bed. Just as she felt like they were going to give out, a strong arm snaked around her stomach, lifting her body flush against his chest.
Each roll of his hips was simply sinful, her juices coating her inner thighs as he fought for any inch of extra friction. His mouth sought out her neck and shoulder, teeth only nipping then placing kisses to soothe away the sting. He wanted to talk to her, to whisper lewd things into her ear as he usually did, but in truth, he didn't trust what would come out of his mouth right now.
Natsu was close, chasing his release after that earlier denial, Lucy quivered in his embrace and he tilted his hips to sink into her at a different angle, he knew his cock was so deep in her pulsating pussy it was kissing at her cervix, her small whimpers of pain laced pleasure like music to his ears.
His fangs were literally itching in his mouth, he sucked a faint bruise into his second favourite spot on her body, letting his fangs plunge into the delicious flesh at the moment he came inside her. Lucy screamed his name, the sound only making his release all the more satisfying, her walls clenching around him as she joined him in his release.
Her blood flowed over his tongue, coating his mouth and satisfying the deep hunger in his stomach. He had to pull his mouth away, his thirst seemingly more insatiable since had used so much power in that damned form of his.
Lucy was paler than usual, her rosy cheeks now ashen and her breathing was shallow. He pulled out of her carefully and cradled her body against him, he listened to her heartbeat, it was sluggish but steady, his anger was rising at his carelessness. The blonde lifted a hand, stroking down his face with such tender loving care, she smiled wanly, "sorry Natsu, you just made me so dang mad tonight," she whispered, and promptly passed out.
She was apologising to him? What the hell was wrong with her? He should be the one apologising, he had obviously scared her, then he had been careless and taken too much of her blood. Natsu seethed as he finally tucked Lucy into her bed, he had given her a quick wash and wrapped her in one of his discarded shirts that she refused to give back to him, claiming it as officially hers.
The pink colour was slowly returning to her cheeks, he streaked around the house looking for various items, he returned to the bedroom with her bottle of iron tablets, a tall glass of orange juice and a tray laden with her favourite snacks. He lay atop the bed next to her, his hands behind his head as he waited for her to come around.
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That night had been a valuable lesson for the lovers, Natsu had vowed never to put her in danger like that again. He had been so sincere on Lucy's waking, the crushing look of sorrow marring his face as he spoke such tender and caring words to her. Stroking her hair as he melded her curvy body into his own, whispering sweet nothings and practically worshipping her.
Lucy was not quite as willing to accept how much danger she had truly been in, but after an intense conversation the pair agreed that they would not mess with each other in that way, at least not for quite awhile.
Natsu doted on Lucy for the next few days, treating her with kid gloves that eventually had Lucy grinding her teeth in frustration. He refused to be rough with her, and yes she had adored the more tender side of him, revelling in the soft intimate lovemaking that had replaced their usual heavy and intense fucking, but she needed both sides of the coin.
The male had almost forgotten about his desire to speak with her about the novel until one morning she was reading that manuscript, a faint frown on her brow and her tongue peeking between her lips. He had been heading to bed, passing the library doors to kiss her before he was dead to the world for the rest of the day.
"Can I speak with you about this book?" he asked tentatively, he was very aware that his irritation over this very subject was what caused the events of last week, but he could not stay silent forever.
Lucy looked up, her eyes seemed unfocused until she gave herself a little shake and a smile spread over her face as she took in his bed attire, "sure, what's up?" she asked tilting her head to the side.
Natsu sat opposite her, his ankle crossing over his thigh as he chose his words with care, "is that how you see me?" he asked, pointing at the pages she was pouring over, sections standing out in vivid pink highlighter.
He waited with bated breath, he didn't know what answer he wanted to hear from her. The more he had thought on it, the more he had liked the idea of finding his so called 'missing piece', if he was truly honest, he was pretty sure that it was Lucy.
"Hm, yes and no," she said cautiously, watching for a reaction on his face, "I don't think you are some idealistic romanticised vampire who is merely searching desperately for his soulmate, those guys do not exist outside of fiction." Natsu smiled at her candid honesty, the tension in his shoulders eased upon hearing those words.
"But, I do think you were lonely, and maybe you still are. I don't think it would demean you in any way to admit that you do want companionship, yeah sex is fucking great, but simply having someone to talk with after a long day can be just as good, you know?" she finished, trying to work out what the expressions that were flitting across his face meant.
Natsu stood, his hand ruffled Lucy's hair, "maybe you're right Ms Heartfilia. I would like to think on that some more," he murmured and quickly strode off to bed.
That was the last Natsu said on that particular topic, worry took root deep within the young author, concern for her vampire lover, perhaps she had spoken out of turn, and concern that her writing simply was not any good.
October was almost over, Natsu and Lucy had slipped back into their comfortable relationship, and Lucy was more than happy that Natsu no longer seemed afraid of her breaking beneath his rough dominance. He was again more than happy to push her to new limits, her body like his playground to use however he wished. Lucy almost glowed at how he made her feel, he wanted her so badly and he made it perfectly clear, she returned that want tenfold and revelled in their continued desires for each other.
It was after a surprisingly intense evening, which had turned into something much softer and intimate as the pair lay in a puddle of blankets on the library floor. Natsu lay with one arm behind his head and the other draped over Lucy's naked back, stroking idle patterns into the skin. His fingers were bare, Lucy having coaxed him into removing his beloved white gloves as she lay across his stomach, eagerly sucking on his cock as he devoured her pussy with his mouth. He had been happy to oblige her in the moment.
Now as the pair lay there cuddling in a lover's embrace, Lucy finally plucked up the courage to tell him that she had told her friend Levy she was seeing someone, that someone being him. His fingers had paused briefly, something filled his chest, a strangely warming sensation as he secretly delighted in her confession.
He agreed to Lucy telling her friend more about him, missing out some crucial information of course, and he even cautiously accepted her invitation to a Halloween party that Lucy was attending. Her theory was that because everyone was going to be in fancy dress, he could attend in his favoured attire and not look out of place. She had refused to tell him her own costume choice, deeming it a secret that he would enjoy on the night.
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Lucy was a nervous wreck, she had left Natsu in her bed, kissing him softly as she slipped out of the room, he groaned quietly as he shifted in his sleep. She was so excited for tonight, their first outing as a couple into the big bad world, and introducing him to some of her friends.
She had bought the dress the moment she had seen it on display in the fancy costume store downtown, and she was sure that Natsu was going to love it, her mind could practically see his handsome face taking her in, twisting with lust and want.
Lucy spent the day taking care of some business, she had arranged to meet Natsu at the bar where the party was being held, his eyes had widened momentarily as he released he would arrive on his own, and her heart had ached at the lost look on his face. Her poor vampire.
It was time.
Lucy stood in the bar of Nirvana's, her eyes drifting around the people who were filtering in slowly, enjoying the many costumes on display. She looked down at herself, admiring the deep burgundy gown that tightly encased her chest and waist, accentuating her cleavage and curves. The gown fell to the floor, the skirts billowed out and made her feel so regal as she swept around. The sleeves covered her down to the elbows where they flared open and white lace edged the luxurious feeling material.
Beneath her gown lay a surprise for Natsu that he would discover once they were home, white thigh high stockings clung to her shapely thighs, a white satin bra and simple white panties finished the look perfectly. Her golden blonde hair was swept high into a side ponytail, with locks left down to frame her face, some light make up to highlight her features and the latest bite mark of her vampire lover on prominent display on her slender neck. Well he was coming as a vampire after all, why hide it?
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Natsu was nervous, agitated and mostly annoyed that he felt this way. He ran his hand through his hair one last time as he looked up at the neon sign of the bar, had he ever tried to mingle with humans since his transformation? If he had, he could no longer remember it, but he wanted to do this for Lucy, wanted to be a part of her world.
The noise was a little overwhelming, he winced as he had to try hard to filter out all the excess voices and sounds that instantly wrapped around him upon entering the bar. People in all manor of costumes were before him, a cowboy desperately trying to chat up a sexy and bored looking cat, a witch cackling with her friends, heads tipping back to drink neat shots of liquor, and there she was.
If Natsu's heart had been capable of beating, it would have stopped right then and there.
Lucy stood at the bar, chatting with what looked like a small blue haired fairy, and a mountain of a man masquerading as a fearsome werewolf. She was utterly enchanting, the burgundy gown was exquisite and hugged her body in all the right places.
He was captivated by the rise and fall of her ample chest as she spoke animatedly to her friends, her laughter causing them to bounce even more, and his mouth watered. He wanted to know what lay beneath, as he had always done in the past, could he control himself until they were home?
Lucy caught his eye, her face breaking out into a dazzling smile as he approached. He took her hand in his, gently lifting it to his lips as he bowed over it and placed a chaste kiss. She was a blushing mess as he rose and slipped beside her, facing her friends and taking in their shocked expressions.
"Natsu, this is my best friend in the whole world, Levy McGarden," she rushed out, her voice sounding breathy which made him smile all the more easily as he took Levy's hand and placed a kiss on it as any gentleman would. He noted the growl of the 'werewolf', but did not react to it. "And this is her fiance, Gajeel Redfox."
Gajeel held out his hand which Natsu took, the grip was firm and meant to test him. He put a small amount of his power into it, watching as Gajeel's eyes widened almost imperceptibly at the strength of his grip.
The foursome found an empty booth and the conversation was light and jovial, he found it easy to converse with these people and it helped him relax as Lucy scooted closer into his side with every passing minute. The loved up couple excused themselves to dance for a bit, Gajeel seemed rather unwilling, but he was so very clearly wrapped around the little fairie's finger that he would do anything she asked of him.
"So, what do you think of my friends?" she asked quietly, one delicate finger swirling over the clasp of his cape. He wanted that finger swirling in other places, and he moved her other hand to palm his hard length underneath his pants.
"Oh, they are very nice. I like them a lot, you have good choice in friends sweetheart," he murmured, his mouth finding her ear, tongue peeking out to tease her, "but let's talk about you, hm?"
Lucy was fast on her way to getting too flustered, her hands shook as she felt along his hidden shaft, delighting in the little groans that escaped him and fluttered into her ear, "what about me?" she purred, looking up at him to bat her eyelashes innocently.
"Don't play the innocent damsel with me Ms Heartfilia, you might not like the results," he hissed, and he knew his eyes had flashed crimson for a split second as Lucy gasped and her face flushed and not from the alcohol. "You have no idea how much I want to ravish you right here and now. I could give a damn if everyone saw us, you look delicious in that gown. Did you buy it specially for me?"
She was a panting mess, words were trying to order themselves into coherent sentences as she firmly pressed her thighs together at his words. He didn't even know what lay beneath, he would freak out if he discovered it now...should I tell him?
Lucy was clearly a glutton for punishment, she knew this was a dangerous path she was heading down, but he made her feel so damn good and he had been so friendly and charming with her friends, she was falling fast.
"Maybe I did, and maybe I also bought the thigh high stockings that I'm wearing specially for you," she purred huskily, placing a gentle kiss on the tip of his nose. He stiffened at her words, he looked at her directly, his eyes blazing with unbridled desire.
"Bathroom, now." he growled, standing to let her exit the booth. She was shaking so badly that Natsu had to help her to her feet, his arm circling around her waist and pulling her into a deep heated kiss. People around openly stared, but he could give a fuck.
As they parted, Lucy swayed away to the bathroom, looking back over her shoulder to blow a kiss at him. He wanted to wait a few more minutes to make it less obvious, but she was making that really fucking difficult, he was close to the edge of patience already as the sultry vixen disappeared into the women's bathroom.
He took a few deep breaths, trying to rein in his control, but it was too late in the game for that. With quick steps he entered the same bathroom, he listened intently and could only sense Lucy further within. He poured some of his pent up frustration into his grip as he bent the handle of the door into an unnatural position, effectively jamming the door closed.
Lucy had no idea what he was doing, she knew he was here, but he had not come any closer yet. She waited by the counter, watching her own reflection intently, the way her chest moved in it's tight hold of the dress, the mark of Natsu's fangs on her neck, and the flush of every inch of her skin that was on display.
A body trapped her in place, a shriek ripping from her mouth before a hand clapped over it, "shush my dear, we need to keep this quiet," he heatedly whispered. Lucy was still reeling from the fact that he cast no reflection in the mirror, she was sure he had done back home.
A ripple of movement shimmered in the mirror, and there he was, her dashing vampire prince. "I choose to appear or not," he answered her unasked question with a shrug before he firmly turned her around.
Their lips met once more in a heated dance, tongues fighting for dominance, but Lucy was more than happy to submit to him. He explored her mouth as his fingers gripped the gown at her hips, massaging her through the heavy fabric. He lifted her to sit on the counter as he laved a hot path down her neck, over her throat and collarbone, leaving a trail of saliva in his wake.
Natsu was rough as he pushed the skirts up her legs, marvelling in the inches of white stockings that appeared before his eyes, he was hungry for her in a way that was new and exciting. He knelt to run his nose and tongue over the erotic material, his teeth nipped at the flesh that met the stockings, making her jump with each nip.
Her legs looked mind-blowing and he could not wait to have them wrapped around his head. Desperate fingers sought out her underwear, a deep groan making his body shudder as he noticed how wet they were already, "soaking already sweetheart, you really do want to get fucked in a bathroom don't you? How very slutty of you," he cooed, as he pulled the underwear down her legs.
"Only a slut for you," she teased, her fingers tangling in his soft pink hair, watching in anticipation as his burning gaze swept up to her face.
His skilled tongue and mouth dove for her core, the folds slick with her arousal, the taste as heady as the first time he had fucked her with only his mouth. She tasted like the sweetest nectar, and he would never get enough of it. He wanted to take his time, stretch this out and treat her like the princess she was, but the situation did not call for it, later, he thought, later.
Lucy bucked her hips, pressing herself further on to Natsu's hungry face, spurred on by his grunts of pleasure as he fucked her with his tongue, the strong muscle pressing into her with force. She gripped the edge of the stone counter, her knuckles white with trying to keep herself from crying out too loudly, the odd moan would slip through, but the pleasure was too much to be denied.
Natsu revelled in how her thighs tightened around his head, just as he had predicted, the soft material tickling his ears as he continued to bring her closer to her release. His thumb circled around her throbbing clit, she writhed trying to get him to press directly on it, but he teased her by continuing to be so close yet so far.
"Nat-su," she whined softly, her voice so needy and he loved it. He gave her what she wanted, his thumb pressed on her little nub and the mewls that slipped from her pretty mouth were delicious to his sensitive ears. She was close, almost tipping over the edge when he stopped.
Lucy was furious, her ire descending on her like a fog, Natsu was quick to stand and silence her with a kiss, pressing his tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself. "I'd rather you cum on my cock, my little slut," he hissed through his teeth as he unzipped his aching length.
She wrapped one hand around the base, pumping him harshly, almost as a punishment for almost edging her again. His hands hooked around her thighs, pulling her closer to the edge of the counter admiring her slick folds as he coated his shaft in her juices.
"How do you want it sweetheart?" he asked, his lips trailing over her exposed cleavage as he waited for a response.
A lowly whimper left her mouth first, her mind was spiralling away at the sheer delight of the head of his cock pressing against her clit. She scrambled to speak as he bit lightly on the swell of her breast, his patience obviously slipping.
"Hard. Fuck me senseless Mr Dragneel," she cried, her eyes squeezing shut as he pressed forward before she finished the sentence. She clawed at him, fingers twisting deep in his hair as the other hand clung to his shoulder as he rocked back and forth, easing in deeper with each thrust. When he finally bottomed out, he groaned, Lucy rotating her hips to gift him extra friction, she knew exactly how to push all his buttons and he adored that about her.
It was too much for both of them, the cocktail of desires swirling around them like a heavy perfume. The shared happiness at being out in the world as a couple, Lucy's joy at how he had been interacted with her friends, Natsu's utter adoration of her carefully selected outfit that was just for him, and the excitement of this compromising situation had them both on the edge sooner than normal.
He wanted to bite her so badly, his fangs throbbed in his mouth, but he could not leave another mark on her exposed skin, it would be too dangerous. Natsu rolled his hips into Lucy for the final time, his seed shooting into her warm pussy, mixing with her own release as she tipped over with him, her walls milking him tightly as they shook together.
Natsu pulled out quicker than he would like, dropping to his knees once more as he watched in delight as their combined fluids slipped from her still pulsing core. Lucy watched in confusion, then she saw his eyes shift to crimson and knew what was coming. Her thighs clenched in anticipation, waiting for the harsh sting of the bite, but it didn't come.
He was teasing her, he felt her thigh muscles clench and he kissed her skin with delicate care, lifting his fingers to coat them in their cum, swirling it over her pale flesh, waiting for her to relax. As soon as she did, he pounced, fangs sinking deep into the vein that ran along her inner thigh. Lucy slumped back against the mirror, her breathing slowing as the wave of euphoria replaced the initial sharp sting. He took only a little, enough to take the edge of his hunger until they returned home.
"You are such a damn tease," she whined, watching his satisfied smirk spreading as he concealed himself and straightened his clothes. There he was, looking like a dapper gentleman, and she was spread out on the counter like a fucking bitch in heat, her teeth ground in annoyance.
He chuckled, helping her down and straightening her own clothes, "you love it Lucy," he retorted, rolling her name in his mouth, making it sounds most indecent. As he stood with the young blonde before him, looking once again like the regal princess, her eyes shone with some unknown emotion.
Before she could stop herself, "what if I loved more than it?" she asked timidly, her eyes searching his face for any reaction.
Natsu was stunned…