Chapter Twenty-Three
Her Plateau
Demon Jackal: Is a smol puppy. One of the only human turned demons. Likes brushing his fur with a big brush. Sheds, a lot. Has a slight crush on Natsu, because he's just so powerful and oh my god, I wish I was him. Wants to see the outside world more than anything but knows his appearance would frighten the humans. Gets a little down and chomping on chicken bones always cheers him up.
I stared at the twitching ears on top of Jackals head, as he led us into the castle's foyer. Zeref had left earlier, telling us that he would host a more formal reception for us that night, then he simply disappeared.
And when he went, the demons followed, except for Jackal who had been gifted the lovely job of taking us to our rooms. Erza hadn't wanted to stay overnight in the Vapids at all, but we all knew now that Lord Zeref wasn't going to make it that easy.
Especially since we were talking about taking something from his private collection.
Jackal turned around swiftly, looking down at me as his ears twitched a little, "You are staring."
I flushed, but replied with a shrug, "I didn't expect a demon's ears to be so… fluffy."
A surprised pink blush crept up his neck at my words, and he replied defensively, "You've seen were-animals before right? It's no difference."
"Well, I have," I admitted before adding sheepishly. "But in my mind demons looked scary. And you, well, don't."
Ultear made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a laugh from behind me, as he frowned.
"You don't think I'm scary?" He bared his sharp, pointy teeth at me, and Natsu stepped forward, a low growl ripping out of his throat.
Jackal's ears flattened against his head and I couldn't help but smile, sort of amused at his sudden 'scared puppy look'.
"I think Natsu's scarier."
His eyes flickered from me to Natsu before a reluctant smile crept up onto his lips and he turned away swiftly, walking faster. I shuffled after him, my hand slipping into Natsu's.
I laced our fingers together, sighing blissfully at the warmth that radiated from his body to mine, and a tug on my heart let me know that our companionship was working on restoring some of the contentment I had lost during the fights.
I was feeling awfully tired, but I could only guess it was because this was the first time I hadn't fainted during a Shriek.
It also could be the fact I managed to make my Scream rebound through someone's skull instead of letting it loose so everyone would be infected.
How did I manage to do that?
"Natsu, you said that all demons were bad, bad beings. Right?" Ultear spoke up from behind us, and I glanced back, smiling at Erza and Jellal who were walking side by side, their fingers brushing with every movement. I already knew they both didn't like open PDA and even though I didn't count holding hands with Natsu overly affectionate, I could understand why they were hesitant to do it in this situation.
Erza smiled back calmly, her eyes twinkling with amusement and, dare I say it, happiness. It made adoration flow through me to her, and by length, to Natsu.
Ultear was strolling along behind us, hands behind her head, in front of Jellal and Erza as if she was used to this and gave them their space.
Natsu tightened his hand around mine for a second, catching my attention, before answering Ultear, "They are."
"But he's a puppy."
I placed my hand over my mouth to stop the giggle that wanted to leave and Jackal glanced back, his eyes narrowed at all of us, but he didn't speak. I wondered what he thought of us in that moment but he turned back to the front and took another sharp turn.
"Puppies bite, Ultear."
"They also chew shoes. That doesn't exactly spark fear," she responded with a voice that was dripping mischief. I snuggled into Natsu's side, hiding my smile. Natsu accepted my affection with a slow soft smile at me that made parts of my body tingle in appreciation.
Jackal stopped in front of two dark, wooden double-doors and pushed them open, revealing a lush sitting room with what appeared to be connecting rooms.
"This is your sleeping quarters. Lord Zeref assumed you would be more comfortable sleeping in the same area. The door to the left holds three beds, the other holds two. I will leave you to decide who sleeps where. Don't bother with getting clothed into anything fancy, they will disappear once you all go through the introduction ceremony."
Ah, the disrobing of the clothes, I thought sarcastically before raising my hand, "I don't have to do it, right? It's my first time here, after all."
Jackal openly hesitated before turning to me, keeping his eyes on the floor, "Princess Heartfilia, can I speak truthfully?"
I blinked, confused but nodded, wondering what on earth he could possibly say.
He seemed to think about his words for a long second, before murmuring, his brow crinkling further with his words, "Even though, it is your choice to state your power since you have not visited the Vapids before… I don't want you to appear shocked if Lord Zeref's convinces you to partake anyway."
"Convinces me?" That didn't sound right. In fact, multiple alarm bells were ringing through my head. Natsu and Erza must have thought the same thing before they both stepped forward. Erza stood beside me, whereas Natsu moved closer to Jackal, a look on his face that screamed 'threatening'.
"What does he have planned?"
Jackal faltered, "My Lord prefers the surprise."
"We don't," Erza stated firmly. "You will tell us what is going on Jackal, or we will make you."
"Whatever you do, Lord Zeref can do a lot worse. I will take the punishment for speaking out of turn as you deem fit," he spoke slowly, before dropping to his knees. He bared his neck in submission, and my heart thudded painfully in my chest, horrified and shocked at the turn of events.
Erza seemed equally surprised, but Natsu didn't. He just stared down at Jackal with an unreadable look.
"Natsu…?" I questioned softly, confused, and he tilted his head towards me before answering.
"He won't tell us because he's scared of Zeref, and because we aren't his masters. But, since he angered us, it's within our rights as visitors to his ruler's lands, to punish him," his voice was emotionless, but I noticed the way his back tensed as he looked down at Jackal who seemed expectant, waiting for us to hurt him.
"That's…" The words caught in my throat and I closed my eyes tightly, taking a deep breath in, trying to calm my racing heart. My stomach curled in sickness, at the idea of hurting anyone, even if they were a demon. Jackal had tried to warn us, but was stuck as a citizen under his Lord, unable to say anything else.
When I opened my eyes, my head was a lot clearer. I whispered, "Okay. We'll punish him."
Ultear sucked in a breath, "What? Why?"
Erza didn't move, even when I took the few steps to Jackal who didn't move either, his neck completely bared to me. I glanced at Natsu, and he took a step back.
"Can somebody please tell me we aren't about to do this? Erza!" Ultear's voice was tight, frantic almost, but I ignored her and bent over, reaching out with my hand slowly. Jackal didn't even flinch. Which meant he either wasn't particularly scared of me, or he wasn't scared of punishment.
And that made my heart squeeze painfully.
I touched his neck once before moving my hand to his nose, hovering in mid-air. He closed his eyes, probably waiting for whatever 'punishment' I had and I took a deep breath in before flicking him on the bridge of his nose. He jolted back, eyes snapping open to look at me confused as I smiled at him, raising an eyebrow.
Then I flicked his ear, watching as it twitched for a moment, "Naughty Jackal. Naughty."
Natsu snorted a laugh and Ultear sighed, the noise full of relief as I turned to her. "You didn't really think I was going to punish him?"
She sighed, "It's been a long day, Lucy. Please forgive me."
"On your knees, I think you need a flick as well for that," I teased with a laugh as Natsu came up from beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist to tug our bodies together. Ultear chortled good-naturedly, as I smiled up at him, placing my hands against his chest lightly.
"You remember that moment," I poked his sternum pointedly. "You don't want my secret punishment technique directed at you."
"Shaking in fear. I'll be good," he stated solemnly, but the smile on his lips took away the seriousness of the moment. I closed my eyes for a second, remembering the last time I had done that. Virgo's surprised and amused face flitted through my mind, her eyes sparkling in laughter after I had told she needed to be punished.
It was a bitter-sweet memory.
"What… That's it?"
I turned towards Jackal, pulling away from Natsu to place my hands on my hips, looking down at him pointedly.
"That's it? What do you mean? You are writhing in pain right now, aren't you?"
He looked up at me, completely lost before his shoulders relaxed and he slowly stood, nodding a few times in agreement.
"I think I am. Thank-you for reminding me of my place, Princess Heartfilia."
His cordial words made me laugh, amused at his attitude, and he cracked a small, grin in response. He then reached into his pocket and handed me a small item, a silver pendant that had what looked like a jackal's head on it. I ran my thumb over it, noting how his ears stood on ends and he stepped away from me.
"I'm your official guide and slave for the duration of your stay. If you need me, simply send a pulse of magic through the charm and I will find you." I didn't like the idea of him being loaned out to us under 'slave' status, but I was much more interested in the item.
"What is this?" I mused, looking at the item. It glowed, strangely, and it wasn't the light. It was a dull, almost empty glow but there was something in it, something different.
Jackal was quiet for a few seconds. "I'm one of the only demons that Zeref saved. I used to be human, a long time ago. That charm has what's left of my soul." I gazed at him shocked before looking down at the pendant, rubbing my thumb over it to remove the smudges.
"Lucy. You are touching his soul right now." Natsu sounded amused, but also grumpy, which was an odd mix and I looked at him, frowning in confusion at his words.
"Yeah, so?"
"I think Natsu is trying to tell you that souls are vulnerable, and it may be possible that touching it… like that, feels a certain way to Jackal," Erza stated softly, and I turned my attention to Jackal who had the slightest tinge of pink in his cheeks, but his ears were flat against his scalp. He fidgeted for a moment, before looking at me, a little distressed and I tilted my head before gasping, dropping the coin.
Natsu caught it before it hit the floor, but I was too busy feeling absolutely mortified.
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to… I mean if I had known…" I trailed off, feeling more embarrassed by the minute as Jackal looked upwards, as if looking at me was too difficult right now.
"It's fine. Is there anything else you require from me?"
I glanced around at every0ne, flushing even more at how amused everyone looked. Ultear was clearly holding back a laugh before turning back to Jackal with an embarrassed wince. "Nope. You can… um, go."
Eloquent.
He nodded, bowed and then turned to go. Before he left the room, he glanced at Natsu, and muttered, "I'd like Princess Heartfilia to hold my charm."
Natsu's eyebrow twitched at his words, still holding the pendant. I could sense the grumpy Natsu about to say something-probably something rude-and cut in with a nod.
"I will."
Jackal nodded then left, closing the doors behind him with a soft burst into laughter.
"How did you not see the way he shivered? My god, you'd think I'd be used to you by now, but I'm still getting impressive abdominal muscles from the work-out."
I narrowed my eyes at her before groaning, submitting to her laughter, and Jellal's patient, yet amused smile. Even Erza was having a hard time keeping a straight face.
The only person not laughing, was Natsu, as he stared at the charm.
"Do you think he would get hurt if I lit it on fire?"
I gasped at his words and snatched the pendant from him. "Yes!"
He frowned at me, "First a nomad, and now a demon. Are you going to seduce everyone you pass?"
"Stop being pouty. I'm not doing anything on purpose, and I'm not seducing anyone."
"You don't even know that you are doing it!" he groaned before stomping over to me, and wrapping me up in his arms. Ultear laughed harder and I sighed, relaxing against his heat with a slight smile.
"I don't want to make you needlessly jealous. I'm only being friendly," I mumbled against his chest, wrapping my arms around his waist and he sighed, muttering something into my hair that made me pull my head back. I asked him to repeat it, ignoring the eyes on us and he frowned down at me.
"It's not your fault…"
"I know, but I don't know how to make you feel better."
He smiled a little, "I could think of one way."
I grinned back, leaning up to press our lips together as Jellal murmured, "Erza, let's figure out the bed situation." I didn't bother to halt myself, instead just brushing our lips against each others in a brief, promising motion. He hummed softly, pulling me closer and I heard Erza sigh.
"Yes. Let's leave Natsu and Lucy to themselves." It was a few moments before she called Ultear who grumbled and followed them into a room. I pushed him back slowly, steering him to one of the deep red chairs. Once the back of his knees hit the chair, he dropped down and I climbed onto his body. I sat just above his knees, my skin tingling, suddenly aching for touch.
He leaned back, forcing me to press my body to his and smiled up at me, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm… exhausted."
His hand came up to tuck a loose strand of hair away, his thumb running down my cheek, lightly caressing the skin there. I closed my eyes with a delighted shiver, as he stated softly, "You did do something new. And you haven't even slept off the Shriek yet."
I closed my eyes, nodding before tilting my face into his touch, greedy for more. His fingers ran down my jaw, and I fell against his chest with a shudder. His other hand touched my face, tilting it up to his, so my chin rested on his sternum, looking into his beautiful green eyes.
"Are you worried about what Zeref will do?"
His brow crinkled as he thought about it, warm, rough fingertips stroking over my jaw and neck. I shuddered softly, my toes crinkling at the pleasure that accompanied his soft movements before listening to him speak.
"He likes games. And whatever he has planned, it won't be pleasant. And we can't do anything about it because it's his kingdom."
"So, how do we combat whatever he's going to do?"
"Zeref is keenly interested in human emotion. Demons don't function on the same level of empathy and emotion that we do. As much as I don't like it, around him, the only way to come out calmly, is to not hide anything. If he thinks you are hiding emotion, he'll always do something worse to watch you break."
I shuddered in fear at his words, curling against him with a frown of worry, pushing my power down which piqued, ready to protect me from whatever had frightened me. My skin crawled lightly, and I couldn't help but notice I didn't feel right.
His fingers tips slid up my jaw, slipping into my hair as he murmured, "I'll protect you. Don't stress."
"How can I not? We are walking in blind.
He didn't answer, obviously at a loss in how to comfort me and I just sucked in his warmth, closing my eyes to press my lips against his chest, nuzzling him softly. His fingers were warm, and heavenly against my scalp, massaging with those firm strong hands.
"You changed forms into a lioness, didn't you? When you were fighting Tempester." I stilled in shock at his words, biting my lip, as I looked up with a guilty expression.
He smiled a little at my expression, "I'm not angry, you did what you had to do."
"I wouldn't have done it if I had any other idea at the time."
"How do you feel about it? You sounded animal when you growled at him," Natsu prompted, one of his hands falling to lightly touch my thigh, rubbing his thumb along the fabric very softly.
I frowned in thought, looking at his chest, and where my hands were placed, fingers scratching gently at the shirt there.
"I don't know, honestly, I'm exhausted but also numb," I whispered, trying to focus on some sort of feeling, but coming up with only the tired tug of a heavy box inside me, like all my emotion had locked itself away. I knew what shock felt like, but this wasn't like that, so I didn't think it had anything to do with it.
"Do you know why? Is it nymph related?"
"Maybe. Actually, it's a lot like how I felt when I destroyed my kingdom. Just, numb. Except, without the crushing guilt and terror."
Natsu looked at me, his brow pinched in slight concern and I tried to swim through the fog in my mind, connect with that part of me. Now that Jackal was gone, and it was just Natsu and I, the past few hours had really caught up with me, leaving my body heavy and my mind completely numb.
"Come on. We need to get you out of your clothes."
I looked up at him, raising my eyebrow in question, "Excuse me?"
"I don't like how pale you are all of a sudden; I think that Shriek and fight took a lot out of you. You still might be experiencing a little bit of residual magic from Zeref or have some type of symptom that Banshees get when they hit another power plateau. I need to touch you and see if I can help in some way."
It made some sort of sense to my foggy brain, but I still asked, "What is a power plateau?"
"It's a magical term that helps explain how your power jumps from one level to another entirely. I noticed when you forced that Scream in Tempester's head, your power flexed and then jumped. Erza also noticed it. You were strong before, but for all we know, Banshees are ability type creatures. And every time you manage to unlock a new power, you jump another level."
"And you think that might be one of the reasons I feel like this?"
He touched my cheeks gently, eyes narrowing. "Yes. But it's hard to tell. When I touched you five minutes ago, you were sucking in my warmth. But now, your skin is ice-cold."
"That's worrying," I murmured, unable to actually feel concerned over my well-being. Natsu grunted softly before slowly standing up, wrapping one hand around my waist, and the other underneath my ass so he could steady me.
He was walking somewhere when I asked, "I was acting normal with everyone, including Jackal before. Why has it only hit now if it has something do with what happened before?"
"Could be a defensive technique. Your power recognised a demon, a creature that you attacked and waited for you to be comfortable or at least away from a power like that. But, honestly, Lucy, I don't know. The sooner we get those hands on those journals, the better. I don't like how little we know."
He supported my body with one hand and opened the door. I didn't move as he spoke to Erza, "Lucy isn't feeling well. I'm going to take her into the other room and figure out what's going on."
"What's wrong?"
"I have some ideas, but I'd rather get her better instead of discussing it."
Erza was quiet for a few seconds which prompted Jellal to talk, "Okay. Come get us if we can help."
I think Natsu nodded, but I wasn't entirely sure, floating in a state of complete silence; no feelings, no nothing.
Natsu was walking again, and we entered the opposite bedroom. I lifted my head and glanced around, my eyes taking in the darkly coloured scheme. The two beds were quite large, with only a few metres separating them, dressed in blood red sheets and black pillows.
"I have a feeling that Lord Zeref doesn't know about any colours except red and black," I stated mindlessly as he lightly set me on the bed, also glancing around for a second with a small sardonic smile.
"Let's add lack of style to his list of shortcomings then," he recommended, crouched down so he could remove my shoes, tugging on each one softly as they slid off.
I felt a pinch of amusement, but it was cloudy in my mind and I had trouble focusing.
"I'm going to take off your pants, is that okay? I was just thinking more skin contact might be best." He noted, eyes glancing up at me with an affirming look, as if waiting for my permission. I blinked at him and he sighed softly, the noise slightly worried.
He slowly undid the sting of my pants, sliding them down, revealing the tight shorts I wore underneath. Ultear had given me the shorts as extra protection from the cold in the north and since we hadn't had the time to change, I was still wearing them.
I remembered thanking her and laughing about the sheer, tight fabric of them, because they hadn't seemed like they would help at all.
Once my pants were off, he leaned over me, gently removing my jacket as I assisted him mindlessly, missing the warm touch of his hands.
"Still feeling… numb?"
"Yes."
"Any ideas how to stop it?"
I tried to think about it but came up empty, shaking my head as he released a slow breath.
"I'll try massaging your legs, to get the blood moving. Okay?"
I shrugged, because the idea didn't sound half-bad. I already knew I enjoyed Natsu's firm hands anywhere, but his leg massages were something that only happened when we had time. And lately, time was the one thing we didn't have.
I barely felt the rugged touch of his hands, gazing down at him as he began to massage, rub and caress my legs, manipulating them with his hands. When he got to my knee, he traced the royal tattoo along my calf, fingers tracing the swirls, pushing his fingers into a spot that made a flush run from my head to my toes, giving me the slightest pinch of warmth through my system.
Deciding that talking would be helpful to him, I stated, "I felt something then."
His lush green eyes glanced up at me, "Yeah?" His nails slowly scraped against that spot and I felt more warmth, but it was still muted, as if my skin refused to register. I nodded, and he hummed to himself.
Once his feet reached my ankles, his fingers got a lot more insistent in their massage, manipulating the skin, pinching, and rubbing. He smoothed his digits gently along the arch of my foot, and my toes crinkled, my nose twitching.
His eyes found mine as I nodded, reading his thoughts: "Ticklish."
"That's feeling something," he pointed out, his lips lifting into a half-smile. I tilted my head, noticing the odd fluttering sensation in my chest.
"I'm feeling something when you smile at me too," I informed him helpfully, the fluttering increasing when his smile widened, the slightest bit of pink dusting the tips of his ears.
"Good to know," he mumbled, returning his attention to my foot. Once he deemed it was done, he began on my other leg, pressing long circles into my skin, thumbs moving in tandem as they stimulated my muscles and skin, leaving another flush of heat to pass through my body. My power, which had been carefully quiet for sometime sent a little jolt of awareness through me.
"That's something," he declared, running his palms down my calf until he reached my ankle, probably noticing the blush on my cheeks. I lifted my hand, pressing my cold fingertips to the skin, glad that I could feel that my face was warm now.
"I think it's working," I replied, my voice oddly breathless, and he nodded in agreement, his dexterous fingers still working against my skin.
"You might be feeling things physically, and reacting, but you still seem a little blank," he admitted, looking up at me from his position, kneeling between my legs. I did a quick mental check before nodding at his words.
"That seems like the case."
"Got any ideas now?"
I thought about it, a little pleased when a memory flashed through my head. There was one thing that I couldn't remain unfeeling, especially when it came to Natsu.
"Kiss me?" I suggested, tilting my head as he lifted my foot, lightly kissing my ankle before biting the skin there. It sent a sharp nudge of pleasure knocking into my stomach, my heart going a little faster as it faded.
He then slowly crawled up my body, his clothes brushing my bare legs. Before I knew it, I was looking into his bright, heady eyes as he hovered above me. He leant down, settling his weight on top of mine before pressing his lips on mine.
The minute our lips touched, my body moved. It reminded me of the moment when he first healed me, back at Fary Vella. One second, our lips were millimetres away, the next, I was hovering over him, having flipped him onto his back.
"Lucy?" His eyebrows furrowed and I smiled a little, embarrassed by my movements. But before I could say anything, that box holding all my human feelings, emotions and thoughts broke apart, flowing through my mind. It was a little overwhelming to begin with, the onslaught of terror, shock, pride, anger that rushed through me, connected to what had happened when I had gotten stronger mid-fight.
I suspected Natsu was right, my power had locked those parts of me away so I could get used to the level it had jumped. I couldn't help but marvel at the way my power worked, it was as if on some baser level, I knew that I wouldn't be able to control the onslaught of emotions with a new power boost.
"Lucy?" Natsu whispered softly from beneath me and I opened my eyes, without realising I had closed them.
The smile came a little easier the second time I tried it, and I joked gently, "You'll do anything to get my pants off, won't you?"
Relief swam through his eyes as he slowly raked his palms up my legs, resting them on my hips, slipping under the fabric of my shirt.
"You caught me. I wasn't concerned at all, just horny."
"Where are the horns to prove that?" I teased, leaning down to brush our lips together, feeling my stomach jitter around softly in excitement. He groaned a little as I sunk my weight down on him fully, licking along my bottom lip gently.
"I got something else that will prove it."
I laughed at his words, ignoring the flush on my cheeks as we taunted each other with soft touches, and heavy looks. I slipped my fingers underneath his scarf, sweeping my fingers lightly over the warm skin there, smiling when he sighed.
His hands were doing their fair share of exploring, one hand staying at my hip, rubbing gentle circles against the skin, the other, slipping down the side of me, passing my behind in a calculated trail of fingers.
My eyes fluttered closed at the teasing touches, my skin practically shuddering with excitement as I wished he would apply just a little more pressure.
He was driving me crazy.
"You started this game, Princess," Natsu spoke, alerting me that he had heard my thoughts and I pouted coyly.
"I did not."
He raised his eyebrow, giving me a dubious, playful look that made me laugh softly. I leaned down, brushing our lips again, before murmuring, "I just don't want to start anything only to get interrupted again."
"Having a hard time?" he grinned and I rolled my eyes, our lips caressing every-time we spoke to each other, adding fuel to the slow burning flames inside my stomach.
"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?"
"I'm sure you can feel that," he mused dryly, and I bit my lip, looking down the length of our bodies, indeed feeling what he suspected. It was thick, warm and hard against my thigh, rubbing against my skin through his pants softly.
When I glanced back up at him, he was watching me closely, searching my reaction. I gave him a shy smile, wiggling my hips a little against him. His hand tightened where he gripped me, making a sizzle of lust shoot through me.
"Easy."
I challenged him with my eyes, "Why should I be?" I rolled my hips slowly, grinding against him suggestively. His eyes slipped closed, his back arching as his nails dug into my skin, making me shiver in anticipation.
"Didn't you want to avoid this, in case we get interrupted again?"
"It's not me that will find it...hard if we do," I smirked coyly before squealing when he flipped our positions, a sexy glower on his features.
"That's awfully rude of you, Lucy," he leered. "Planning on getting me all fired up and then leaving me to dry out?"
I giggled at his tone, arching my back so he could slip a hand around my side, resting it on the small of my back, just above my tailbone.
"Of course not. I was just stating that I can get away with hiding my arousal, but you cannot." His lips twitched at my words.
"You keep forgetting, dragons have heightened senses. You may think you are getting away with it, but really…" He lowered himself, brushing his lips against my sensitive neck. I closed my eyes in pleasure at the soft suck he gave me, speaking against my skin.
"I can smell everything."
"Liar," I breathed. Although I was sure he wasn't really lying. But the idea of him smelling my arousal was way too embarrassing to deal with.
He grinned, probably reading my thoughts yet again, and nuzzled my neck. "You know it's true. You smell so good. Something sweet and dirty at the same time," he purred, the noise vibrating down my spine and I moaned softly, tilting my head further so I could expose more of my neck.
"Shut up."
"I don't think you want me too. Not really. I think you like me talking dirty to you."
"I would hardly call it talking dirty," I muttered, even though what he was saying was getting to me, and I did like it.
He chuckled, the hand on my back pushing up, making our bodies press together. I shuddered as he pressed kiss after kiss along my neck, opening his mouth to lightly suck the skin just below my ear. Then he spoke with a suggestive, invitingly-low voice.
"If you knew the things I wanted to do to you… you'd probably melt in my hands."
I gasped at his words, bringing my hands up from where they lay on the mattress and twisting into his hair, pulling his lips away from my neck and to my own. I kissed him hungrily, arousal burning through me, twisting my insides in the best way, leaving a shuddering mess of nerves.
I moved my lips against his aggressively, biting at his bottom lip, as he slowly kissed me back, almost lazily, and it made me burn for more. I made hungry noises against his lips, tugging on his soft hair with my fingers, my other hand sliding down his chest until I reached the bottom of his shirt.
I let my head fall back, panting when I was running out of breath, sliding my hands up his shirt, feeling his toned, warm muscles. He looked down at me, my hand still tangled in his hair, his lips red and his cheeks flushed with a sexy smirk on his lips. He licked them and I shuddered, struggling to control my breathing and my suddenly very active libido.
It was like all the times we had been stopped from doing anything, was suddenly making me feel incredibly needy and aroused.
"Get that look off your face," I whispered, and his smirk deepened as he pressed his lips against mine again, gently sucking my bottom lip before slipping his tongue into my mouth. I moaned at the feel his tongue nudging mine, stroking along the bottom of my teeth before slipping out, which made my tongue chase it.
I felt the heat rush through me like a wave, touching every corner of me, but I didn't care to stop the kiss, pushing my tongue into his mouth, dancing with his. He pulled back, licking his lips as he looked down at me.
"Fuck, you look pretty right now."
"I always look pretty," I whispered back, lifting my hips to rub my crotch against his in a libidinous movement, trying to convey how much I wanted him. He chuckled shakily, nuzzling my cheek, sliding his teeth down my jaw until he bit lightly at my throat, paying particular attention there.
"Natsu…"
"What do you want?"
"You," I complained, my hips grinding in slow circles, my fingers twisted in his hair, slow pulses of pleasure ripping down my body.
"You have me, Luce," he shuddered, pushing his hips against me. My body jolted, a low moan ripping out of my throat at the sparks that ignited. His hardness was pushing against the fabric of his pants, not nearly enough to give me real stimulation.
I slipped my hand out of his shirt and tugged on his pants urgently. "Off."
"Jebi se, ti si seksi," he muttered under his breath, and I brushed my hands along the bulge softly, my body lurching off his natural heat and the lust passing between us.
"What does that mean?" I whispered, still tugging on his pants and his hand that had been placed behind my back, slipped to cover mine, flicking the button that vexed me open. I practically shoved my hand into his pants, shuddering when he let out a low growl, his hand catching my wrist.
He didn't answer my question, but I found that I didn't particularly care, because now I had his hardness in my hand, the firm thickness exhilarating under the oddly soft fabric of his drawers.
His breathing was fast and when I brought my eyes to his face, I saw the way his fangs lengthened and that shadow of darkness around his skin. When I looked down my body, I noticed my own thighs, which were wrapped tightly around his waist, were covered in those same markings.
What a pair we made.
His head tilted when he heard my thought, hand loosening on my wrist as he leaned down, sucking at my bottom lip for a second.
"I have to admit. I find the tattoos sexy as all fuck. I'd love to trace them some day, see exactly where they lead."
I shivered at his soft words, before whispering, "I like your fangs."
His lips stretched, his eyes a dark red, which I hadn't noticed change during the onslaught of emotions, and I saw the gleam of those long, creamy fangs peeking out behind his lips.
"I like you."
"Are you just saying that because I'm ready to fully accept the title dragon rider?" I remarked quietly, smiling at his soft chuckle as I moved my hand slightly, giving his length a firm stroke. His breath shuddered, his hips moving towards me against the stroke and I bit my lip, loving the feel of him in my hand.
"I'm saying it because I like you. But, I do have to say that you can't accept that title yet; there is no way I'm taking you in Zeref's castle. With him… around."
I narrowed my eyes at him, "Natsu, I'm pretty willing right now. In fact, if we don't do it right now, I might die."
"That's a little dramatic. You can wait for the little dragon for a little longer."
I laughed at his nickname, giving his member a firm stroke, "Strange, it doesn't feel little."
He let out a low growl and I sighed, taking my hand away slowly, lingering with my fingertips on the trail of hair that led to his stiffness.
"Are you sure we can't do it?"
"It'd be like doing it in the same house as your Father."
I pouted before stating dryly, "I can't believe you are the one stopping us this time. I thought for sure you'd be eager."
"Eager is too light a word," he insisted, with a strained laugh. He leant down to nuzzle my neck as I giggled, gasping softly when he bit the flesh.
"Natsu," I groaned out his name. "You shouldn't start things you can't finish."
He sighed softly, rubbing his lips on my neck. "If we were anywhere else, finishing definitely wouldn't be an issue."
Suppressing a shiver at his words, I placed my hands on either side of his face, trying to ignore the burning need that echoed through my body.
"I know. It's just the wrong time, in the wrong place, with the wrong company."
Ultear stood behind me, twisting my hair into a high braid, leaving my lengthy bangs out. Then she rearranged a few pieces, tucking and fiddling until my long blonde hair was pulled up, tickling the skin on my upper back.
I eyed her casual outfit curiously, "You've been to the Vapids before?"
"I visited many times before I became Jellal's guard." She informed me, "Routine checks and all that."
"So, you know what's going to happen?"
She picked up the conical hat that Bixlow had given me and placed it on my head, "I haven't been to a dinner hosted by the Vapids, and I've never declared my magic in front of the head-honcho himself before. But you normally mutter some demon language and voila, naked Lucy for all to see."
I tried to give her a dry look, but the amused smile on my lips gave me away.
"What do you think Zeref has planned?"
"I don't know. But I think whatever he has planned, we go in calm. And hopefully, we have Natsu ready to throw down ahead of time."
"You do!" We both heard Natsu call from outside of the room and we both laughed as she adjusted the hat on my head before looking down at my outfit.
"So, are you planning to declare your magic?"
I looked down at the casual cotton pants and long sleeved shirt I wore, shrugging, "Not really, but I'm not going to waste a good pair of pants on mystical magic that makes you lose your clothes if things don't go my way."
She snorted, "Wise words."
Lord Zeref stood a bit ahead of us, arms open in a welcoming embrace. Jackal, Tempester and Kyoka were placed behind him, just in front of the large double doors.
"I would like to take this moment to formally welcome you all to the Vapids. We are always excited to accept such powerful visitors." I glanced at Erza, sharing a silent look with her that basically said, 'he's laying it on thick'. Her face was blank, but I could feel the cautious warning through our link, telling me to be careful around him.
He smiled, noticing how we all didn't respond, and pushed on with an apologetic look on his features, though his eyes glimmered darkly, "Unfortunately, we can't let you into the dining hall unless you declare your magic. You are more than welcome to wait here with Tempester, or return to your room, if you don't wish too."
"That's generous of you," Natsu stated, a dark smirk on his lips, as his hand slipped down my arm, grasping my hand tightly. I pulled him towards my body slightly, sensing his agitation through our companionship and worked on trying to soothe it, the way he had done for me so many times before.
Zeref's smile widened at this, his eyes flickering down to our joined hands before dropping his arms finally, taking a step back with a low bow.
He wisely ignored Natsu's words, and instead offered, "If you'd like, I can get one of my demons to declare their magic first?"
"That won't be necessary," Natsu claimed. "We aren't shy."
An emotion flitted across Zeref's face for a split second, something like annoyance, but it was wiped as quickly as it came, a patient, indulging smile on his face as he gestured toward the space in front of him. Natsu glanced at me, giving my hand a soft squeeze, and his smirk dimmed into something softer.
He must have been sensing my sudden anxiety because the smile soothed me, told me that it would be fine. And I trusted him.
He slipped his hand out of mine and took a step forward, but didn't move from there and I saw his shoulders roll once, as if preparing himself.
"Do you need assistance in speaking the words?" Zeref asked after a moment of silence and I got the feeling he was purposely goading Natsu. The air around us instantly warmed, sizzling against my skin and I felt Erza take a step forward. Kyoka matched that step, ready to leap forward and catch her.
I caught her arm before she could move any closer, and Jellal pulled her back slowly. The heat in the air grew potent with power, until I saw the slightest bead of sweat drip off Zeref's forehead. He was directing a dark, evil stare at Natsu and I didn't truly wanted to see what Natsu's returning look was.
I glanced at Ultear who was wearing a polite, almost blank smile. Suddenly, an idea sparked to life inside of me and I sighed loudly, catching everyone's attention, with the exception of the two posturing, related royals in front of us. Jackal's eyebrows furrowed as I crossed my arms, leaning to hipcheck Ultear lightly.
"I hope the magic takes Natsu's shirt magically from him. I mean, it would just help out in the long run, you know?"
An amused smile cracked through Ultear's horrible poker-face, "If the magic just takes his pants from him, you won't need to do anything."
I smiled indulgently, glad she had jumped in on my plan, just like I knew she would, "I am always looking for new ways to avoid clothing. In Natsu's case, of course."
"Such ideas from a princess, how scandalous."
"I have my moments," I admitted with a wink, before looking over to Natsu who had turned sideways slightly, and was watching us talk about him. Ultear snickered softly, breaking some of the tense atmosphere with her vibrant personality. I could tell she was trying to keep herself poised, but for this situation, I just couldn't let that happen.
"You know what would look great on Natsu?" I mused, avoiding his gaze, running my eyes over his body appreciatively.
"What, dear Lucy?"
"A big red… bow."
I smiled patiently once the floodgates broke apart, leaving Ultear in howls of laughter, cackling away gleefully at the mental image I had given her. She wrapped an arm around my shoulder, leaning her weight on me.
Natsu's lips moved a little into a reluctant grin, his shoulders relaxing and I only then noticed the heat had dropped entirely.
"Are you done?"
I raised my eyebrow at him, gesturing to his person. "For now. You may continue."
He shook his head, turning back to Zeref as he muttered some words under his breath, but it was so lowly spoken, that I couldn't hear them completely. Then an aura of light engulfed him entirely, flowing over his body like a rivulets of water without gravity to keep them flowing downward.
It began at his feet, which were bare, before slowly working up his calves, his pants disappearing entirely, replaced with a dark leather version, almost black in the dim lighting of the hall. They stuck to his leanly muscled legs before curving around his ass, which looked amazing in the material moulded to his skin.
But that wasn't the most shocking aspect of this sudden wardrobe change, because he actually was mostly covered - I noticed thin slits up the bottoms of the pants - with the addition of a white long-sleeved, silky shirt. That had lace edges.
I blinked, my eyes wandering over the strange fashion, because the shirt looked impossibly feminine, but the way his shoulders filled it out, made him look...
Ridiculously sexy.
Like a succubus' wet dream.
The aura of light faded, and he turned back to us, fiddling with the sleeves with an obvious grimace.
"Is that… Lace?" Ultear blurted, holding her hand to her mouth and Natsu fixed a grumpy glare on her.
"Yeah. Every time. I declare, and it's always lace and… this style."
"Perhaps it is showing your true colours," Jellal stated, in a very brief show of amusement, and Natsu grunted, his lips twitching despite his obvious embarrassment about his state of dress.
My eyes were stuck on the slits on either side of his pants, that stopped just before his knees, showing off his muscled calves. Then they drifted up to his tanned skin, wrapped by that see-through silk, with the lace finishings around his wrists and along the bottom. The shirt gaped widely, showing off the tattoo along his neck and chest, and his impressive muscles, stopping just before the second set of abdominal muscles.
I blinked a few times, heat rising up to my cheeks as I imagined touching that silk, feeling the heat and muscles it showed off.
"Lucy?" Ultear nudged me, alerting me that they were probably calling for my attention for a while now, and I was too busy eyeing up Natsu to notice.
I turned to her, my mouth dry and my heart pounding, "Sorry?"
Her eyebrows furrowed, "You haven't laughed at Natsu yet. He's wearing lace. And he's got slits. The type that people would expect on a woman."
I laughed nervously, nodding at her words before turning to Natsu who was staring at me with a strange expression on his face. I gave him a guilty smile, "You look horrible."
He narrowed his eyes at me, before walking towards me. I squeaked, grabbing Ultear to drag her in front of me, protecting my poor heart - and active libido - from the hot as hell Natsu in that. Ultear stood in front of me, not moving like a good shield, as Natsu tried to reach around her to grab me.
"Excuse me, Prince Dragneel, Princess Heartfilia is having some issues at the moment and is not in the mood to be available. I can always take a message for you," Ultear offered, her voice confused, but friendly and I almost laughed at how she just adapted to my strange behaviour, without any explanation.
However, she wasn't my guard for much longer because she then stepped to the side, "Oh, look. She's in. I'm going to go over here. Present my magic while you guys, talk."
"Traitor," I choked, as she wandered over to the spot Natsu had previously stood with a wave and a smirk.
Natsu grabbed my cheeks, forcing my eyes on him and I avoided looking, flicking my eyes at every other spot besides him. I definitely didn't notice how his hair looked longer, and how his fangs glistened when he spoke.
"What's wrong with you? It's just lace."
"You can't smell it?" I muttered mulishly, not wanting to admit anything, not in front of company and his eyebrows twitched, as he kept moving his head so our eyes connected for a brief moment before I looked somewhere else.
"I basically turned my nose off, demons stink and I knew we'd be close to them tonight. Why? What am I missing?"
"You can turn your nose off?" I asked, vaguely disgusted, and he sighed, bringing his fingers up to squish at my cheeks, and keep my head in one spot. But unfortunately for him, he couldn't stop my eyes from looking everywhere but him.
"Yes, but that doesn't answer my question."
"We've got more important things to do. Is it smart to be having this sort of discussion in front of Lord Zeref and his demons?" I croaked out, inching back with a timid smile and he just narrowed his eyes, not agreeing with me, just staring.
I closed my eyes, "You aren't going to drop this, are you?"
"Nope."
I grumbled under my breath, reaching up on the tips of my toes to peek over his shoulder. I noticed that Erza was now declaring, but Zeref was staring right at us. As was Jackal. I dropped back down on my feet, clearing my throat weakly.
"I'm only going to say this, once. And then we are moving on, got it?" I struggled to make my voice firm, staring up at him, finally, and he nodded, watching me, waiting for me to speak.
But there was no way I was going to say it, with two people obviously listening in.
So instead, I just placed my hands on his chest, feeling the lace trims and soft silk tickle my palms. Then I looked up at him, lowering my eyes lids to gaze up into his lush green eyes, studying his handsome features, feeling the way his heart slowly began to pound inside him chest.
My cheeks warmed as I imagined feeling my hands up the leather fabric encasing his legs, sliding my fingers along the slits. I bit my lip when I imagined what the lace would feel like, touching my thighs, following the trial of his fingers.
"Oh."
I cleared my throat pointedly, glad he had gotten the message and he slowly let go of me, stepping back. I made sure to keep my face away from the prying eyes of Zeref and Jackal, watching as he glanced upwards, a dark happy grin on his features.
I almost rolled my eyes at the fact he was happy I thought he looked good in his current attire, but didn't say anything, working on calming my flaming cheeks.
"Natsu, Lucy?" Erza questioned, bringing our attention to them as she asked, "Is everything okay?"
I almost flushed at the fact we had held up the whole process, but I was willing to blame Natsu at this point in time.
"Yep. Everything is great." I scanned over their outfits. Erza was in a dark black dress, no shoes and cuffs around her wrists. It actually looked good and had no trace of lace, surprisingly. When I turned to Jellal, I noticed he hadn't changed at all, which led Erza to answer my silent question.
"Jellal has little magic, so to avoid… embarrassment, Zeref has excused him since his class is a knight, mostly."
I nodded in understanding, surprised at how level-headed Zeref was being.
My eyes finally moved to Ultear who wore a long skirt, golden swirls sliding down the side, and a black string bikini top, with two lines of fabric down the sides of her hips. The oddest thing was around her neck, a fluffed up collar that didn't appear to be connected to anything.
"I look great, don't I?"
Her words made me laugh and I nodded, my eyes sliding to Natsu who grumbled at the lack of pockets in his pants. I couldn't help but stare at him a little, and think that there wasn't any space for pockets when his pants were so tight. And I was totally ok with that.
"Princess Heartfilia, whilst I am aware this is your first time visiting the Vapids, I implore you to declare your magic… To put us all at ease."
I raised my eyebrow at his words, finding them plastered with falsity, before replying, "I don't think I'm comfortable doing so."
I saw Jackal tense and look down at the ground out of the corner of my eye. I wanted to heed his warning, but to fully understand the situation, and to try to understand Zeref, I needed to see exactly what lengths he would go to in order to get his way.
Lord Zeref tilted his head and a frown perched on his lips, but with the way his eyes gleamed, I knew that was an act as well.
Was anything he did genuine? I found myself wondering when he glanced at Kyoka and she stepped forward. Erza and Ultear immediately copied her actions, but she just smiled and tapped the floor with her clawed feet once, then twice.
The ceiling opened up from above, and an x-shaped metal frame was slowly lowered into the room, with a body strung up on it. Pale, scar-less luminescent skin and a head of blue hair made my heart jump up into my throat, horror clawing at my insides as the person attached to the frame breathed heavily, her body twitching in pain.
Zeref gazed blankly at me, "I did not wish to resort to such tactics but it would be best if you declare your magic."
Erza stared up at the figure in shock, as I felt tears pool in my eyes, watching as the head lifted and two dark, blue eyes found mine.
"Aquarius," I choked out, rushing forward to lightly touch her skin with my fingers, a sob ripping up my throat at her condition. Natsu growled, realizing that I knew the prisoner.
"Lucy," she breathed, relief in her eyes as I pushed the sweat off her forehead with trembling fingers as I regarded her person.
Something wasn't right.
"How are you here?" Words fell out of my mouth before I could stop them, because I knew Aquarius. Not only would she not answer, but she'd call me a brat for asking, or something along those lines. It was a surprise that she was letting me touch her at all.
But I was just so confused, Loke had told us she was heading towards Fary Vella. How did she get here before us? How long had she been here?
Her next words shocked me, "I came here after being told by Queen Eileen that you were headed here. I wanted to make sure you were okay. The way they have been talking about you in the kingdom is horrible."
Something definitely wasn't right.
Her voice was spot on, but the words were not. Maybe it was just the shock of being here, of being held captive until I arrived, but Aquarius would never act like this. She wouldn't, be so nice…
As if spurred on by my silence, she continued talking, practically blubbering, "And when I arrived here, they asked me to stay. I promise, they've been good to me. But they won't be unless you declare your magic."
A few tears left my eyes, at seeing Aquarius again, at hearing her voice.
But this wasn't right.
I glanced at Erza, before taking a step back, smiling at the Aquarius in front of me, "Of course darling, anything to keep you safe."
She smiled back and it was the final straw. Erza sighed, shaking her head and I followed suit, giving Zeref a bitter smile.
"Lord Zeref, did you happen to know that when I was seven, I broke my arm? And Aquarius locked me in a cupboard for two days declaring that I was 'too clumsy'?"
"Don't forget when you were 15," Erza spoke next, turning to address Zeref as well. "She kissed a local boy and Aquarius rinsed her mouth out with soap and told her that she wasn't old enough to have hormones yet." I smiled at that memory, because Erza had starting fighting with Aquarius and told her just how many times 15-year-old Erza had kissed 16-year-old Jellal.
"Of course, that wasn't as bad as the time she braided my hair to the bed because I complained about having long healthy hair when children in some places in Fiora had no hair," I mused, before laughing softly when Erza chuckled under her breath.
"Do you remember the time where she threw you in the fountain outside of your palace for calling her 'darling'?"
I watched Zeref's eyebrows crinkle at Erza's words, and I sighed.
"I understand now. Demons use tricks and human weakness to get what they want. But Aquarius was never a weakness to me, and I wasn't one for her. In fact, she constantly belittled me for having weaknesses in the first place."
Kyoka took a slow step back, her eyes carefully blank as I cleared my throat, "And that's why I know, without a doubt, that is not Aquarius. An exceptionally close likeness, I admit. But not her."
Zeref's smile was amused as he drawled, "I must admit, I thought there was a chance you would be able to tell the difference. That's the problem with clones: their personalities are especially difficult to replicate, particularly when we have no concept of the relationship patterns their origin host shared."
"Well, our relationship is certainly nothing like that," I stated, before bringing my hand up to massage the skin between my eyes. "You really want me to declare my power, don't you?"
"It would be eye-opening and I would be grateful."
"Exactly how grateful would you be?" I wondered, before stating, "I need the journals that belonged to my ancestor. I've been told that they are here. Is this true?"
"I believe we have a few left in the library. I must admit, I heard from my spies that you were headed here, but did not know the reasoning behind such a visit."
"Well, now you do. If I declare my power, do I get what is rightfully mine?"
"You could just steal them, or demand I give them to you. As you put it, they are rightfully yours."
"Lord Zeref, despite your games, I'm really not here to create a fuss. I'd like to part ways as unlikely friends, if anything."
"That's very… mature of you," Zeref mused before sighing, "Kyoka, go fetch the diaries of Leora Heartfilia for our guest."
Kyoka went to argue, but Zeref cut his eyes to her, a completely blank look that somehow held a lot of threat. She huffed and stormed out, blending into the shadows as he turned back to me.
"If you will present your magic, I will happily give you the books."
I glanced at my friends, settling my eyes on Natsu before nodding and taking a step forward.
"Very well. I will present then."
Back at it again~~
*holds up one lemon, preparing to throw it into the masses before deciding against it, squeezing a little juice onto the chapter*
Ya'll just need to be patient, there is a time and place for smut. In your evil relatives house, ain't it.
Question Time!
Will the fourth scream ever happen? The fourth scream is the Scream of Wrath. Wut are you trying to accomplish?
What does Zeref mean when he said Lucy was much more powerful than tempester?! Well, if you put up a mouse against a lion, you are sure to think it wasn't a fair match. Zeref sensed that and just maybe, he imagines a suitable fighter instead of Tempester, for Lucy.
Is she more powerful than him(Zeref)? You'll never know! ;)
Did she learn how to master her scream? Albiet incidentally...? Incidentally, no. But ACCIdentally, yes. Or she at least pulled some control out of her ass and voila, the scream was made.
Will he (Zeref) keep messing with Lucy while they stay in the Vapids? It's just that… Lucy is so much fun to mess with *evil smile*
More importantly, will he try and mess with Lucy and Natsu's relationship? NOTHING CAN MESS WITH THEIR RELATIONSHIP YA'LL, DON'T WORRY. YOU WILL ONLY SEE PROGRESSION OF FEELINGS.
Will we be seeing some nalu soon? Look up, my friend.
Or better yet will Lucy test herself against the light and be like super powerful? Next chapterrr
And Natsu is getting pretty defensive of Lucy, will we be seeing some assumptions about the couple not couple? They are a couple so I'm struggling to see assumptions being made of what is FACT. (even if Lucy don't realise it yet)
Ooh also, will we be seeing the book on banshee shit soon? Yep! Answers and Banshee lore ~~~ revealed.
Is the red eyed thing that's following them, Rouge? Now that would be a surprise…
Thoughts on ch. 535? That Graylu love! That Nalu love! That JELLAL.
And will there be more Lucy fight scenes in the future? Yes because we are all sluts for Lucy using her power for good and messing up some people
And how exactly are Natsu and Zeref related? Will be answered soon *fades into the back ground*
Does Natsu know him and Zeref are related? *snort* Yes.
Will there be Natsu vs. Zeref totally awesome blasting battle? I wouldn't say AWESOME blasting battle but with how angry those boys are, some hormones will need to be released.
Also, really random question, but how did you come up with your fanfiction username? Obsessed with Fresh Prince of Bel Air when I was 16, it sort of just stuck… ;)
Really, are you going to bring that hardcore Nalu? YOU KNOW IT SAN.
WHEN WILL THE SMUT HAPPEN? ¿ SOON.
Dose the puppy have a crush on the princess? OHOHOHOHOH be very careful puppy
WHY WON'T YOU WRITE NALU SMUT?! BECAUSE I'M TRYING TO BE PURE.
So the hat's a weapon? How is it that powerful and why did Bickslow give it to Lucy if it is? It's a weapon. But it only is that powerful because it absorbs whoever's using it magic up and forms it into an attack with the blade. Bickslow is a shit, and thought it would look much better on her than him, plus, it's a reason for them to meet again.
And they have to fight the 9 Demon Gates right after they get there? That doesn't seem fair! Demons aren't fair… As Natsu would say. (little bit demonist if we are being honest)
How the hell did Lucy do that with her Scream?! Under pressure, pushing DOWN ON YOU PUSHING DOWN ON ME.
How is he able to do that to Lucy?! *clears throat weakly* Magic…?
Will we see Mavis at all? Maybeeee ~
Well! That was fun. A MASSIVE chapter for you guys this time, and I hope you bloody well enjoy it.
Remember it is 40 review for an EARLIER update (the review mark won't jump any higher than this, I promise) or I update Sat/Sun.
The next time you see me, I will have watched Dragon Cry!
Later losers ;)
Stay fresh and fabulous
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