Chapter Fifteen
Her Instincts
Princess Erza Scarlet: Fairy. Princess of the Fae Kingdom. Likes pointy sharp things and jabbing people with them. Is Lucy's best-friend and dislikes Natsu because of an incident with a strawberry cake. Is engaged to Jellal Fernandez, and would like three babies, two with red hair because it reminds her of strawberries. Is a hardcore muffin, who is ALWAYS hiding a sword between her breasts. Needs to be protected, but would never allow it because she's Erza.
"We will have to wait until a crescent moon. That's a couple of days away, I believe," I inform Natsu, as Ultear looks up from her orb, brow furrowing.
"Why do you need to wait to get hitched?"
"We aren't getting hitched," I sighed, ignoring the quirk of her lips as I fiddled with my fingers, trying to explain, and not look at the grin that was slowly working its way onto Natsu's face.
"Well, why do you need the crescent moon to form a Companionship with horny over there?"
Natsu chuckled at Ultear's newly added nickname for him while I just groaned, horrified that our earlier conversation about his horns sparked her enough to continually remind me of it. I took a deep calming breath in before humming softly.
"'Twas when the moon was a sliver of light, the love roamed the earth, spreading delight. Tingles on skin, exhale of pleasure, the love found women that no man could measure."
"That's actually really beautiful." Ultear gushed before asking, "Is that the story of Aphe?"
"It's a sonnet that was written by one of her first daughters, apparently."
"Do you know any others?"
I nodded, "It was part of my studies to know most of the poems that our ancestors left behind for the Star Kingdom. I probably can recite a fair few, given enough time to remember them."
"I always wanted to study Aphe, but the Northern Glaciers follow the Rites of Frost. One of the rules of living there is that you must not speak of or worship what they believe to be 'false gods'."
"The Rites do have lovely stories though. When I met Prince Gray, years ago, he gave me a book when his parents weren't looking. It was filled to the brim with amazing adventures and tales of greed, bravery and honour." So I already knew a little about the Rites of Frost, a large piece of scripture that the Northern Glaciers followed religiously.
"But, everyone there, unless married, has to practice and execute abstinence. Seems like a little much for a 'pure soul, as clean as the driven snow,'" Ultear quipped with a slight bitter note.
It sounded a little radical when others spoke of it, but I remember my mother saying, "Not everything is black and white in this world. Sometimes, to help themselves along, people lead a simple life, and trust in what we might call strange or absurd." That was when she made me promise that I would never judge someone for their religion or background. It was one of my most vivid memories of her.
"Speaking of, Lucy, what's your kingdom's take on sex before marriage?"
My eyes shot from the floor to her in shock, paling at her evil little grin. I cleared my throat weakly, glancing at Natsu, who simply shook his head at Ultear's meddling ways.
"Well, my kingdom follows the five rules of Aphe…"
"Which are?" Ultear pushed and I blanched, realising she wanted me to say them. I held up a hand and began to count them off on my fingers.
"Love thy neighbour. Work for love, not greed. Respect all. Do not allow Chastity to restrict your love. Do not beg forgiveness for feelings of lust."
"Hmm. Interesting. What do you think about this Natsu?" She gave me a wink and I cringed, glancing away as Natsu sighed.
"Why does it matter what I think?"
"Well, you guys are getting married," Ultear smirked and I groaned, burying my face in my hands, closing my eyes tight at her words. Warmth filled my cheeks and touched the tips of my ears, which luckily, my hair covered.
"Does Erza know if she's going the right way? You should go check," Natsu snapped.
Ultear snorted, "You just want me to leave. Besides, this shortcut Gajeel gave us to avoid any possible guards, or soldiers is literally a straight road."
"And yet, you still feel worried that she's somehow changed the path," Natsu shot back, and I thought back to when we left Gajeel. He had informed us that he had watched guards with black stars on their armour creating the barricade before leaving.
The funny thing was, that was two days before we arrived, and they had never returned.
I knew from the sound of their uniform, they were from my kingdom, but why would they build a barricade and not guard, or at least wait, for us to arrive? Gajeel had made a joke that maybe my army wasn't the smartest bunch, but I didn't believe that, and Erza was quick to agree.
It just didn't make any sense.
When I looked up, Ultear had left and Natsu was yawning, stretching in his seat from beside me.
"Where do you think those soldiers went?"
He glanced down, dusty pink hair pushed back by a metal comb piece that Gajeel had given him, eyes glowing with that warm, hypnotising green I loved to look at. His mouth twisted, and I knew what he was thinking wasn't good.
"From what we know, your kingdom wants you back so your father can kill you on his lands and avoid a public outcry. But, the threat of whoever killed Virgo has slipped our minds. Unless your father planned this whole thing, we have to assume we have two enemies working against us: your father's men, and the person who is responsible for awakening your first Scream by force."
"So you think they clashed?"
"It's a possibility. And a bad one."
"Why?" I asked, a little frightened of the possible answer. He looked out the window, eyes narrowing thoughtfully.
"If they encountered someone who was able to wipe them out without a trace, that means whoever is after you might be more dangerous than your father."
I closed my eyes and tamped down the wave of fear that rushed through me, until it slithered away into nothingness, dissipating like a cloud of steam. My lioness lounged inside of me, not even reacting to the quickly vanishing spark of fear, thanks to my slowly growing control.
"So, what do we do?"
"We get to the Vapids. We don't know what this mystery asshole wants, but we'll have to assume it's you. Despite what I think about the Vapids, it's got the tightest security of all the kingdoms. I'd rather be with the devil I know, than the devil I don't."
"You don't like Lord Zeref much," I stated, watching the light in his eyes flicker out and a blank, composed look wash over his face. I was disturbingly fascinated by it: how quickly he could shut down his emotions. I had to assume his dislike of the Demon King had something to do with his birth-mom or the fact he was allegedly part Demon.
Of course, he hadn't come right out and confirmed it yet.
But there wasn't much else, I could think of, that it could be.
"There isn't much to like," he muttered softly, before turning to me, a smile playing over his lips. "So, how did you like hunting?"
His reminder of the fun we had had in the forest was enough for me to accept that he was changing the subject. I smiled and scooted closer to him, climbing into his lap and straddling his legs for balance, which he accepted with barely a reaction. The only things that changed, were his posture and his smile, which became a little less teasing, a little warmer. He steadied my weight, sliding his hands up my waist, back down and then around my back.
"I liked it. Until there was blood."
"A lioness with a bleeding heart. How cute," he mused affectionately, tugging firmly so our fronts pressed up against each other, and if I looked up at him, I was sure his lips would brush my nose.
With barely enough concentration, I slipped off the bracelet, closing my eyes with a sigh as his magic swelled and covered me. The warmth left me flushed, breathless and anticipating more.
Greedy for it.
I sighed softly, leaning against his firm, warm torso, as my fingers snuck to the edge of his shirt, playing with the hem. His breath brushed against my forehead, leaving a trail of sensitive gooseflesh in its wake. I bit my bottom lip and tentatively hooked my fingertips into his shirt, twisting and slipping underneath the fabric.
Hot, steel abdominal muscles tensed against my touch, almost rolling in the spasm my hands incited as they wandered up then back down, pressing against his belly. Slightly coarse hair brushed against my fingertips and I hid my smile when he jolted, reacting to the way I had lightly tugged on them.
"You've gotten much more confident all of a sudden," he breathed into my hair.
"I guess I'm a little more comfortable now that I know how you feel," I admitted softly, snuggling into his chest, which caused my hands to slide up to avoid holding my wrists in an awkwardly painful position. Now they pressed just underneath his pecs, where I felt a few ragged scars embedded into his skin.
I traced one finger over a deep one, and he shuddered, twisting a little underneath me.
"This doesn't feel like a normal knife wound," I murmured, though I didn't have much experience with wounds, the one exception being when a kidnapper had once snuck into the castle and shoved a knife through my left arm. It had barely missed the bone, and I would've had massive nerve damage if it wasn't for the healer that had been visiting.
"It's not…" Natsu purred back, tilting his head so his words brushed against my ear, and down my spine like a slow drip of wax, burning at the beginning, then leaving a shuddering mess of excited, stinging skin. I tilted my neck and he growled softly, the noise rumbling against my bones, leaving my legs tightening on either side of his.
One of his hands slipped to my lower back, fingers stretching to grab my behind and I squirmed when my shirt shifted and his thumb slipped past it, skin against skin. He began to draw slow, barely-there circles, but the implication of more was enough to make my brain go blank in want and arousal.
"So, where is it from?"
His nose brushed from the bottom of my jaw, then trailed a dangerous path up to my ear, where his mouth replaced it. He pressed soft, barely there kisses at first, informing me with a deep, soft voice, "Igneel. I went a little… wild, and he went to pin me to the wall and calm me down. He overestimated my training at the time and thought I'd dodge it and get pinned by my wings instead."
"He stabbed you?" My voice shook, its tone a mix of disbelief and dark excitement as his lips opened. He played with my earlobe using his tongue and teeth, sucking and lapping at that sensitive little part of me.
"With his claw, yes. Freaked him the hell out. I'm pretty sure he tried to keep me from leaving my room for a month, but the memory is all a little fuzzy."
I pulled back a little, so I could give him a look, "How old were you?"
"Eight, maybe. I think."
I lifted my hands out of his shirt and cupped his face, leaning closer with a soft whisper, "Your Dad, a Dragon, stabbed you by accident when you were eight because you chucked a tantrum."
His lips twitched into a slow grin and one hand slid from behind my back to my hip and gave it a firm squeeze. A shudder passed through me, and I felt that fanciful wax on my spine burn just a little hotter, pooling deep inside of me, causing all sorts of scandalous things to tighten and throb.
"Tantrum is a very loose word. I wrecked a few priceless artefacts. Trashed one side of the castle."
"I think I have my hands full with you." I shook my head at his almost bored tone, brushing my fingertips along his cheekbones curiously. As I watched, his eyes slowly began to bleed red, and his breathing deepened, the hand pressed to my back sliding its firm grip to my ass, pulling me closer.
My own heart began to pound, as he leant in, urging my soft caress forward so I slipped one hand around to his ear, then into his hair, tugging gently. A growl ripped from his mouth and lightning ignited in my stomach, making my body give a little tremble.
"Lucy…"
I bit my lip as one of his hands trailed up my back and around my ribs with only his knuckles, until he reached the curve of my breast. I gasped as he gently brushed past the place where my nipple sat underneath the supple leather of my bodice, and he hesitated, then lingered there, drawing a smooth, almost nonexistent circle around my nipple which was hard, and very damned obvious.
I made a soft noise at the back of my throat, and he took a shaky breath in, reaching up to find my lips with his. They managed to just gently brush together before the door slamming open made us both jump. I groaned when Ultear stepped in, sending us an amused smirk.
"The world hates me."
"Well, maybe it's a sign," Ultear replied conversationally, though I had made it obvious I was only speaking to Natsu, who was chuckling softly, not even fazed by this sudden stop. I almost pouted, a little worried that he was getting used to being interrupted.
I had the worst luck.
"What sort of sign is it?" I asked Ultear, frustrated, as I tried to distract myself from the crawling sensation of lust settling into my skin and refusing to go away. It probably had something to do with the fact I was sitting on Natsu, and I could feel him everywhere. Between my legs, hard, against my waist where he had let one hand drop, and the other giving my ass a gentle squeeze.
The warmth of his skin pervaded my fingertips where my hand grazed his cheekbone, and his hair was soft where my other hand remained buried in his rosy tresses.
"That you should stop climbing on Natsu every time you get a moment alone with him."
I felt red flare on my cheeks and opened my mouth to argue when I realised that I did seem to have formed a habit of cuddling up to Natsu, even when I was nervous about making any sort of physical connection.
"It's none of your business if she climbs on me, Ultear. I'm going to be her Companion soon and we are only going to get worse." Natsu remarked with an easy smile as he squeezed my hip, giving me a thorough look over. His smile vanished into something a little darker and I flushed a little more, wiggling on his lap at the knowing look in his eyes, as if he could feel my frustration.
"Shut up," I mumbled, climbing off him with a pout. He chuckled, straightening up so he could collect my bracelet and hand it to me.
I flicked the reins, spurring the horses on faster. I had been up here for at least two hours, having taken over for Natsu so he could get some rest. Ultear and Erza had both remained asleep during the process of switching drivers.
My arms were tired and sore, aching all over, and the forest was dark, the only light coming from the moon and a few glowing light stones decorating the rough path we were using as a road.
The trees whizzed past, creating a blend of darkness and foliage. The forest was alive with creatures, evidenced by the numerous glowing eyes that stared back at me for split seconds as we sped towards what Ultear had described as a fork in the road.
She had guessed we would be approaching it in only a couple of hours. It would take us back on track, off the shortcut Gajeel had given us, hopefully a few hours ahead of schedule. I had never been so conscious of time having never been on a mission that was time-sensitive before.
It was sort of exciting and absolutely stressful at the same time.
I tugged firmly on the reins twice, and the horses slowed substantially, huffing loudly as their stride shortened into a practised canter. I narrowed my eyes at the end of the road, surprised to see the fork so early.
How fast was I going?
I tugged again and clicked my tongue at them awkwardly, not quite used to making the noises they listened too. Luckily, it only took trying a few more times to get them to trot to a halt, as I steered them off the road a little, so we were no longer blocking it entirely.
Once they stopped, I made sure to double tie the reins to the rest and gave them a tug to make sure they were firm but not digging. Then I climbed off and walked around to the back of the carriage, rummaging through the bags, humming a song softly.
I glanced over my shoulder a few times, narrowing my eyes at the dark forest surrounding us.
Once I found the feedbag filled with hay, I made my way back to the horses, slinging it over my shoulder. One by one, they lifted their heads and began to blow softly, which Erza had told me was horsey talk for 'are-you-a-friend?' or even just curiosity about something. I approached them cautiously, but calmly, remembering Ultear's warning about how they sensed nerves and would get nervous themselves.
I reached into the bag and lifted my hand, giving the closest horse enough time to rear back or reject my offer. He just watched me closely for a moment before reaching out, taking the hay from my hand, his long flat tongue rubbing my palm. Sensing that I wasn't a threat, the others began to make soft noises at me, waiting restlessly for when I reached them. The ropes limited their movement but that didn't stop them from nudging me with their large heads, eager for some food.
I began to take clumps of hay and placed it in front of each horse, smiling at their chuffing noises, as they began to graze and lib at their own piles. I made sure to keep my distance, instead putting the almost empty bag back, then grabbing the bucket from the carriage and activating the magic linked to it.
Most of our travel items had magical properties or spells enchanting them to make our time on the road easier. This bucket could supply its own water and shift into a larger size if needed, which made it very helpful since horses needed a lot of water.
Erza had explained how it worked; that one left it out in the rain, and it stored the water before using displacement magic to put it somewhere else until someone activated it and needed the water. I placed it beside the hay and watched as it filled halfway with water.
I took a handful and splashed my face, undoing my braid and rubbing at my roots with a small moan of pain. I began checking the harnesses as the horses ate, but halfway finished testing the connecting metal links between them, the largest horse turned slightly and pushed his face into my stomach.
I scratched at his forehead, brushing off little pieces of dirt stuck there, before grunting softly when he shoved a little and nickered at me. I laughed at the almost loud noise and stumbled as he headbutted me again, making me skid back a little before he made the same noise again louder, accompanied with the shaking of his head.
"What are you trying to say?" I wondered, pressing my forehead to his, laughing when his long tongue reached out to attempt a lick at my neck.
"That noise is usually when a stallion sees something beautiful." Natsu's voice makes me jump and I turn my head, giving him a confused smile.
"Why would he make those noises about me? I'm not a horse. Wait, are you telling me the horse thinks I look like a horse?"
Natsu laughed and walked over, ducking under the ropes to reach me and gave the horse a solid pat on the neck, accepting the way the stallion shoved at him, with a softer, more subdued nicker.
"No. These horses can see souls. Most are happy to make those noises to someone that has a good soul. That's what they think is beautiful."
"I thought these weren't a magical breed?"
"Eileen always says they aren't, but the fact is, any creature that comes from her lands has at least a hint of magic in them. For example, these horses can normally only see in two colours, but when it comes to souls, it's tricolour."
I turned to the stallion who was nosing at my hair curiously and smiled, rubbing my fist against his chin as he spoke to me through loud, confident nickers. Natsu rubbed his hands down the horse's torso, getting rid of a large portion of the short hairs he had been shedding.
The gig ol' horsey paid no attention to his actions, continuing to push and shove at me. But I didn't care. I was beginning to fall in love with these regal creatures.
Natsu returned to my side and the stallion gave me a particularly rough headbutt, causing me to stumble and fall into Natsu's chest. He steadied me with two hands on my hips and clicked his tongue, "Easy big guy. You okay?"
"Yeah, he's just really friendly."
"I'd say a little smitten, if I didn't know any better," Natsu muttered, watching as the horse chortled and huffed at us, flipping his long mane over his shoulder, looking majestic and huge next to us at his full height.
His behaviour made me giggle, "Is he… showing off?"
"Looks like he's trying to impress you. Should I be worried?"
I giggled again and turned around in his arms, "We should wake up Erza or Ultear, they wanted me to get them if I reached the fork."
He nodded and began to lead me back to the carriage, "We made good time. How are your arms?"
"Sore, but it was fun. I like riding up front."
He opened the carriage door and we climbed in, surprised to find Ultear and Erza eating some food and pulling their shoes on. Ultear smiled at me, "We reached the fork already?"
"Yep! I gave the horses some food and water." I informed them, stretching my back as Erza nodded, fixing her eye patch more firmly over her eye.
"We appreciate the help Lucy. Ultear and I will take over from here."
"How soon do you think it will be until we reach the second town?"
"Two more days. We are almost perfectly on time, so we'll stop for a break in a couple of hours. I believe Igneel is going to call in sometime around then." Ultear informed me, tucking her orb away so she could also stretch.
I noticed the thin line of drool on the corner of her mouth and stifled my laugh, settling on a small smile. Natsu and I watched as they pulled on their shoes and hoods efficiently and I had to wonder how long Ultear had been working with Erza for to gather such silent compatibility.
Only a short while later, I was tying my hair up when the carriage began to roll again.
"When we went hunting, did anything feel different?" Natsu's sudden question startled me out of my focused reading of a passage from the book he had given me, halting my learning of dragon rituals and ceremonies.
"I guess… Things were a little different. The world seemed brighter and more… vibrant with sounds and smells. It was like my brain just shut off, I could only think about running, and hunting. And, well, you." I admitted, before shaking my head quickly, waving my hands a little with a nervous laugh, "Not like… in a creepy way or anything."
"Well, in what way were you thinking of me?"
I pursed my lips, struggling to figure out exactly what it felt like before wincing apologetically, "Would you believe me if I said it was really hard to explain?" Natsu smiled a little and nodded.
"I would."
I gave him a smile back and had just returned my gaze to the open pages, when he stated softly, "I'm sorry for this."
My eyes flew back to his, confused at his words, "What?"
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in, whilst I watched, curious and puzzled by his sudden behaviour. I glanced away from him for a moment to the book, sliding in the attached string bookmark so I could further question him and read later, when a low, threatening growl slid through the carriage.
My power, which had been lounging in lion form since earlier this morning, immediately bristling at the sound, raising up on her paws and tail flicking in response to the noise.
"Natsu, what's wrong?"
His mouth opened a little, and another growl, more dangerous and louder greeted my ears. My power raised, bearing her teeth, acknowledging that the growl was not a friendly one and the creature making it was dominant.
However, instead of backing off like I thought it would, the lioness rose and growled. The noise drifted from my mouth, setting its own stake for dominance and I realised, with shock, that I was refusing to submit to the creature in my sights.
Logic flared for a second, telling me that it was Natsu and he would never hurt me, but the longer we stared at each other, the quieter that voice got. I leant forward, glaring at the Dragon opposite me.
He stared back and snarled lowly, demanding I show him respect and submit. Every nerve in my body twitched, arguing with the order he let out.
I was not submissive to anyone.
My grip tightened on the seat, and I bared my teeth, ordering him to back off. He would not get me to bow. Scales crawled over his face, and a shudder of anticipation rushed along my arms and chest, as my lioness arched her back, rolling her shoulders.
I found myself copying her movements, readying myself to defend, to take him down if necessary.
It was like someone had flipped a switch, turned off all human thoughts. All I cared about was protecting myself, and eliminating the threat.
The Dragon leant forward in its seat, a move to attack, and my nails sunk into the cushion of the seat, legs bracing as he growled again. Halfway through the terrifying noise, I refused to become scared, despite my guard raising at the deep and feral sound.
I lifted myself up in a flash and jumped the small distance to reach him. He dodged, rolling off the seat to avoid my hands and I growled in frustration, turning around to hurt him, to make him submit to me instead.
He swept my feet out from underneath me, that sneaky Dragon and within a few movements, had me pinned beneath him. I cried out angrily, bringing my head up to smash against his face.
It stunned him for a second and I smiled, throwing my hips up so that he fell off me, giving me enough time to slip to a safe distance. I stood on my feet, crouched forward, waiting for my chance to attack, hands splayed out in the air as I felt the sensation of claws at my fingertips.
He rolled onto the balls of his feet and I growled, dashing forward in the rocking carriage to swipe at him. He caught my wrist in one hand easily, but the other was wiping away the small speck of blood on his lip, from his nose, so he missed his chance to grab my other hand. I clawed at his chest, waiting for the rivulets of blood to run but instead, saw nothing.
Anger rushed through me as I tried to dig my claws into him, but the feeling was odd. For a second, I was distracted, trying to understand why he wasn't bleeding and kneeling at my feet, when he let go of my wrist, grabbed my waist and threw me to the floor.
Pain spiked into my back, and my ribs ached at the violent throw, but I thrashed, kicking my left foot to land against his knee, causing him to growl at me. I responded in kind and kicked again, but this time he caught the limb and trapped it underneath the same knee I had kicked.
I brought my hands up to attempt to break his neck, but in a split second, two hands grabbed my wrists and slammed them to the floor, leaving me struggling in his grasp.
I growled, livid that he was pinning me down.
I was not submissive to anyone.
How dare he pin me down!
He fought my thrashing body, obviously having a hard time trying to keep my body in one spot, and adrenaline had me rearing up and forward. He jerked his head back, not falling for the same trick twice, but it left his neck exposed.
I lifted my head to the exposed skin and sunk my teeth into the tender area, annoyed when the skin didn't break immediately. I bit down harder, the addicting taste of salt, and power, ripping a softer growl from my throat. The feel of his warm skin between my teeth shredded away every spec of anger.
His hands relaxed the slightest and I wiggled underneath him, testing his hold on my body. But before I could test further, he moved away. I growled softly, tightening my grip on his neck but he let go of one of my wrists and placed a hand on my shoulder, removing my mouth forcibly from his skin.
I panted, lifting my hand to swipe at him when he brushed his lips against mine, a low growl pouring from his mouth. I swallowed it down, a small whimper leaving my lips as the growl registered with my lion.
She backed down slightly, recognising their fight as a stalemate for now. The Dragon above her was trying to make amends, stopping the fight before either of them found out who was stronger.
My power and I accepted his apology, with a soft whine, and he leant back, eyes still a deep red. We stared up at the dragon, my body singing with pain from the fight, but still on guard incase he was tricking us.
Lust poured through me, dirtying the adrenaline still pulsing through me. I wanted him, my lioness convinced that if he was equal to her, he must be good enough to mate with. Images uncontrollably flashed through my head and my skin tingled. A big bubble of desire popped in my stomach, filling my whole body with warmth. It made my body twist, and he must have thought I was uncomfortable because he stopped pinning my knee down.
It gave me enough leverage to wrap the limb around his waist and tug him harshly to me, using his surprise to slide my arm around his neck and pull his head down once again.
My lips pressed eagerly against his and he grunted softly, stilling as I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, then bit down roughly. His scent swirled around me, full of smoke and heat, making my back arch and my grip around his waist tighten, and I pushed my core against his in a silent invitation.
The dragon growled, and for a split second, I thought he would reject the offer of my body.
But then his lips moved against mine, and it became a race. My hands pulled and tore at his clothes as his hands roamed my body, wrapping my other leg around his waist so that my hips were lifted from the floor and an inch of space stopped our groins from touching.
My mouth opened in a frustrated noise and I tore his shirt down the middle, the sound of ripping fabric a dull noise under our grunts and panting. His tongue pushed forward, drawing another frustrated whimper from my mouth and he mirrored the motion with his hips, a hardness in his pants brushing against me.
Nerves lit up all over my body, pleasure coursing through my body, leaving a trembling mess of need in my bones. His tongue stroked mine, eating at my mouth, and I ran my hands his chest, sinking my nails into the muscles with a pleased purr.
He growled, his grip on my hips tightening before pressing his groin into mine, lightning sparks of ecstasy rushing through my system, my legs and stomach clenching in the need for more.
I was in the middle of tugging on the strings holding his pants up when a shocked voice made us both still, sudden awareness of our surroundings washing through us.
"Well… I decide to check in with my son out of a Father's worry and I find this."
We both turned our heads, our breathing coming out in harsh puffs as Ultear held up a communication orb with Igneel's face glowing within it, an amused, knowing smirk spread over his lips.
Natsu carefully dislodged himself from me and I rubbed at my lips, embarrassment and tight nerves making me flush, "W-We were just…"
"I was testing Lucy's lioness. I wanted to see what would happen if I challenged her dominance." Natsu's words made me look at him and catch the way he adjusted himself in his pants with a pained wince. I did my own survey of down there and found myself aching, warm, wet and needy.
Shit.
"And then? Don't tell me I raised you to think that if you win a battle of dominance, you can take what you so desperately want..."
I cleared my throat, a wave of hot embarrassment making me glance to the floor and back up again, trying to ignore the word 'desperately' Igneel had so cleverly placed in there.
"Actually, it was a stalemate. The… fight stopped."
Igneel's smile widened even further and I heard Natsu sigh, as Igneel addressed me, "So, dear Lucy, you fought my son to a stalemate then proceeded to grope him?"
I gasped, then shook my head, "N-No, of course not!"
"Then he groped you when he realised he couldn't beat you."
"No, no. I just got confused. I mean, after I headbutted him, I-"
Igneel began to roar with laughter and Natsu took that moment to help me up, ignoring his Father entirely. I fixed my shirt and glanced at his ripped one, flushing guiltily.
"You are going to explain what you wanted to prove by doing that, right?" I asked him.
"Yes," he promised. "Right after Igneel stops busting a nut."
IF ANYONE MENTIONS FT ENDING, I WILL EVISCERATE YOU.
DO NOT TEMPT ME.
Anyway, *puts on cock-blocking crown* The more you guys ask for a sex scene, the more jewellery I acquire. It's the way of this world. Tbh, I'd LOVE to give you guys the smut you so truly deserve but it just wouldn't fit the chapters ahead so you'll have to wait.
BUT HERE, HAVE ALL THE TENSION AND CLOSE SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS.
I mean, if you don't want them, I can always keep them hidden..
Question Time!
What was your inspiration for this story? I was listening to When It's All Over by Raign and VOILA it happened. It was huge. It gave me shivers. If you guys want to imagine Lucy's first scream, listen to that song.
Will Natsu and Lucy be the only love interest in the story we get to see in detail? Jerza might have a few chapters, but other than that, there's only one or two other 'ships' that you will see and will be discussed at GREAT LENGTHS. *looks at Zeref and Acno pointedly*
It's so hawt in here or it's just me? There's a broken Natsu that heats up every time I show him Lucy. He's useless fam, I swear.
Is Wendy going to play a bigger part in this story? You'll see her again, but she is not the next 'member' of the team (ohohoho spoilers tho)
Huh cock-blocking? You? Who'd a thunk? Maybe you should re-name the story How To Cock-Block Your Dragon. *cackles madly* I actually diED.
Will there be any Sabertooth members making an appearance? YYUUUUKKKIIINOOOO. (just a lil baby one tho, but I can't resist her)
Does this touch healing deal mean Natsu was just bein a kinky boi by licking Lucy? Or does he have to lick for it to work? Natsu will always be a kinky boi. But, he couldn't do it before he met Lucy and new dragons that attempt to do it, usually use their tongues. Igneel is boss so he can touch a bitch and voila, dun.
Are you going to explain all the other creatures? *blinks* that seems like a lot of work…
How does forming a companionship work? Is it like some sacred blood ritual or something like that? YOU WILL FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER ohohoho
Are we gonna be finding out more about the relationship between Natsu and Zeref? *blinks* Well… duh. Would I leave you hanging boo?
Is his demon side going to be anything like END or something of your own creation? A mixture of both tbhh
Will Lucy&CO meet Silver and Mika? Will Silver and Mika be on their side?
Will Silver have relations with Demons again? So many spoilers in this question, I just can't. But, if you think about it, Silver did have a connection to the demons in canon, and isn't it a big fat coincidence that I just happened to put their lands neighbouring each other ;)
Is Natsu still related to Zeref? Where have you been o.o
And what does Lucy's power have to do with the stars? Spoilers tho
Are Loke and Virgo celestial beings or are they just human? They are not celestial beings. Loke is a were-lion and Virgo was just a human when she was alive *sobs because some asshole killed off Virgo in chapter one*
Will you write any more chapters in Natsu's pov? Probably!
Is Natsu's mother really a lowly demon? Think of Natsu's words as his OPINION. He sees his mother as a lowly demon because she was a lil evil one, and it's considered rudeness to just denounce someone especially if royal.
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