"I need you."

The words seemed to hang in the air. Lucy wasn't sure what to say. Her lips didn't part, her mouth didn't dare to open up and speak any words.

"I know you're going to hate me." Natsu said quietly, his voice heavy and husky.

He deserved an applause for dealing with her attitude. Lucy's hands fumbled nervously at her sides, her eyes darting everywhere to avoid looking into his. "That's not true." She replied in a hushed voice.

Natsu didn't do anything, mainly because they both knew it was a lie. She was a time bomb counting down to the seconds in which she lashed out at him again. If there was anyone to hate, it would be herself.

Pressing his forehead to hers, Natsu's hands wrapped around her waist. Her body went rigid as stone, as if tensing up would make the uncomfortable sensation go away. She just sucked in a deep breath, inhaling some of his scent.

Her breath caught slightly, her chest shaking minutely as she stared at Natsu's chest. His stiff shoulders were moving steadily. How could he be so calm? Natsu's head tilted slowly, his nose brushing against hers.

Just the simple gesture made Lucy squeeze her eyes shut. As Natsu breathed out his exhales, the rush of air made her lick her lips. His hands dodged under the hem of her jacket, fingertips ghosting over her skin.

After everything she had done to him, he was waiting for her. His hands greedily clung to her body, his face just shy of making her his, yet he held himself back as she kept her eyes shut. If there was darkness around her, perhaps she would truly be alone when she opened her eyes.

The brown color flooded out as they peeked open. He was still standing before her, unwavering in his stance. Lucy wished he would go away, to finally be alone like she always wanted. What I want isn't what I need.

Those words sang in her head, and the claustrophobic feeling around her tightened. Her breath was shallow, her body rigid and trembling, but she picked her head up and let that awful feeling take over.

Lucy pressed her lips against Natsu's, ignoring the sudden inhale of breath she had cut him off from. The lack of air was uncomfortable, as was simply being so close. She didn't want to, but she needed to feel that constriction inside her.

As soon as her mouth latched onto his, Natsu's arms shot out and wrapped around her like snake coiling prey. His arms were unbelievably strong-or she was unbelievably weak-as he held her body up against his.

Without his embrace enveloping her, Lucy's knees would given out under her as his tongue licked at her lips. The warm saliva traced her mouth, soft skin melting against her own. The warmth seeped into her mouth until she felt her palms clam with sweat.

"Natsu-" Lucy began, but her voice broke out as Natsu pressed his open mouth against hers. His eyes were closed, and he seemed as if he were squeezing them shut just as tight as she had been.

"Do you hate me?" Natsu asked bluntly, his jaw locked together defiantly as he pulled away from her. His arms were latched around her body, palms pressed flat against her back.

Shaking her head, Lucy couldn't help but suck in a few ragged breaths as her mouth was left open in awe. She could no longer tell if she was standing or falling or if he was carrying her. Her mind was hazy, her body aching too much to tell what was up and what was down.

"Then shut up and let me kiss you." Natsu breathed out. His lips roughly fell back onto hers, his mouth sucking on her lips.

Her lips felt swollen, her mouth left hot as he continued his mission. For him, it was completely physical. It was an affinity between them, a sudden outreach to someone he found so stunning he couldn't keep his hands off. What was it for her then?

Lucy's hands raised up, balling into fists as they grabbed onto the lapels of his jacket. The fabric gave way under her touch as she drew Natsu closer to her.

She felt Natsu's jaw tighten again, his teeth gently biting down on her lip as she pulled him closer. He took a step forward, pushing Lucy back against the wall. She let out a squeak of surprise from the impact, only to have her voice cut off by another attack of his kisses.

Natsu's hands planted on her hips. His fingers dug into them as he pinned her back against the wall. Her waist began to ache, feeling the pressure of his hands begin to bruise her body. Maybe she was being oversensitive.

Lucy's grip on his jacket lessened. He kept his mouth on hers, however, unrelenting to her. His teeth opened out and caught her lip, tugging it in his grasp. She furrowed her brows, attempting to turn her head away from him as his teeth clenched onto her lip.

"Ow-" Lucy murmured. Her fists opened up, pressing against his chest to push him away instead. "Natsu."

Natsu's grip on her waist only became tighter. His fingers curled over her hipbones, her back uncomfortably pressed against the wall. Her brow furrowed in aggravation as she pushed against his chest again. "Natsu!"

His eyes widened, his teeth pulling away from her lip as she pushed him away. He took a step back, his hands immediately retreating from her body and to his sides. Lucy let out a small whine, bringing her hand to her lip to rub away the sore feeling. She was surprised there hadn't been blood.

Running his hands through his hair, Natsu's throat bobbed visibly as he swallowed a lump in it. "I'm sorry." He said quickly. Even now his voice was still clear and confident.

That's okay. Lucy wanted to say it. She pressed her lips together, rubbing until the dull ache went away. Her hands tugged the hem of her shirt back down over her waist.

When she didn't say anything, Natsu's eyes quickly glanced at the floor and then back up. "I'll see you later around campus then? Maybe we can meet Erza somewhere for lunch tomorrow."

Just as quickly as he had stormed in and taken her for himself, he was back to his cheerful self. Lucy wasn't sure whether or not to be worried by his sudden changes in attitude; her outbreaks were one thing, but she was that way all the time. He was unpredictable.

Nodding, Lucy crossed her arms over her chest. She hadn't realized how much she was shaking until she forced herself to stop. "Erza told me about a few good places around here. It'd be nice to go to one."

And the lies spilled out. Natsu adjusted his coat, running his fingers through his hair again as he backed up. He walked to her door, facing her the entire time. With each step he took away, she took one closer.

Natsu finally backed up against the door, his hand fumbling at his side for the knob. Once he found it, he turned it, and, opening the door a crack, said, "I'll see you later."

Lucy stood before him, her arms still crossed as a makeshift way to protect herself. She nodded, forcing a weak smile up at Natsu as he slipped through the crack in the door.

Still facing her, Natsu reached his hand out and gently slid it over the side of her face. Her cheek radiated with warmth from his touch. Natsu leaned in once again, bringing his lips in to hers.

Lucy flinched slightly, her eyes closing as she felt his mouth against hers. His lips gently touched mouth, a small gesture of attention that was nothing more than a simple peck. Natsu drew away after only a second, his hand slipping away from her.

"Bye, Luce." Natsu smiled warmly, such a radiant smile that took up half his face. She couldn't take her eyes off of it until he turned his back to her and walked away.

She was silent as she pushed the door closed, pushing so gently that it barely made a sound. Her fingers shakily bolting the door to lock it.

Lucy turned around, her back leaning against the door. Her weak legs gave out until she slowly slid down onto the floor, her hands behind her back. Her eyes stared at the carpet, counting each thread to distract herself from the dull ache on her mouth and hips.

Erza's directions to the grill house was oddly descriptive. Somewhere around ten in the morning, when Lucy was still stuck in the lecture hall, she received an email from Erza telling her where she planned for them to have lunch.

Lucy couldn't help but admire Natsu's persistence. It was annoying, and it hurt-it more than one way-but he still took it upon himself to make sure he could see her again.

Once class got out, Lucy dumped her belongings into her bag and headed for the door. Someone behind her ran down the isle and bumped her, her bag flying from her shoulder.

"Sorry!" A white haired boy called out, stumbling back to his feet after knocking into Lucy. She thought his name was Lyon, but couldn't remember. Instead of helping her, he picked himself up and ran for the door.

Huffing, Lucy crouched down to gather the items fallen from her bag. Once the papers were caught up in a pile, her face paled to see the strap on her bag broken. She buried her face into her hand, rubbing her eyes before shoving everything back in.

There were footsteps at her side, and before she could look up to see who it was, they said, "The people here can be so rude."

His smile was coy, orange hair falling over his eyes. His hands were in his pockets, but he drew one out to push up his thin glasses. His other hand drew out to offer Lucy assistance.

She smiled softly, grabbing her bag in her hand and placing her free one in his. "Tell me about it." She replied.

The orange haired man chuckled softly. Without warning, his hands gently grabbed onto her bicep as they began walking outside. She wasn't sure if he was protective or possessive. "Where are you off to?"

Lucy looked over at him as they made their way outside. Everything someone came close to bumping into her again, he gave her a soft nudge towards him. Lucy's face was slightly red as she told him, "Lunch. I'm meeting a few friends."

They stopped walking when they got to the curb. A few cars rushed by, and the man raised his arm up to hail a cab. "Are you going downtown? The busses around here are awful, so maybe we could share a cab?"

A sigh of relief fluttered in Lucy's chest just from the fact that she had meant yet another person with a contempt for public transport. It wasn't in her best interest, but the man had a taxi already pulled up to the curb before she could protest. "Sure."

Lucy slid into the seat, the orange haired man following soon after. He leaned forward and told the driver instructions towards downtown. He sat back, looking at Lucy carefully as she sat with her broken bag over her lap.

The ride was oddly silent. She had seen him in class, knew him as the one who was a bit of a smart mouth and way-too-easily distracted during lectures. She expected him to strike up conversation, but he didn't.

He paid the cab alone, not bothering to ask Lucy to split the bill. She opened her mouth to ask if he wanted her to repay him, but he just opened his door and got out of the cab before the words even came through.

Sighing, Lucy wrapped the strap of her bag around her arm. Her hand went to open the door, but the man on the other side already opened it for her. He smiled softly, green eyes watching her under a clump of orange locks as she stepped out.

"Thank you." Lucy said, looking up and down the street for the restaurant Erza instructed her to go to.

The orange haired man still walked by her side as they went down the street. Lucy wondered if he actually had some place to be, or if this was his excuse to talk to her outside of class.

They rounded the corner, and Lucy tilted her head up at the man beside her. Him following her made Lucy a bit uncomfortable, and she took the quickest chance she had to get away. "Well, this is where-"

"Lucy!"

Luckily for her, she wouldn't have to make an excuse and hope for the best. There was Erza, waiting outside the restaurant with Natsu, her hand in the air to wave her over. The pink haired boy was too busy looking inside the window at the food.

"Erza!" Lucy smiled genuinely. She walked quickly-mostly to leave the orange haired man's side-and hurried over to her redheaded friend. "I'm glad I found the place so quickly."

Erza nodded in agreement. "Same. Let's-" Her voice cut off as she looked behind Lucy at the orange haired man. "What's he doing here?"

That question was apparently enough to snap Natsu out of his hungry daydream and turn his attention to them as well. His coal colored eyes widened before narrowing to unamused slits. He hadn't even looked at Lucy.

"Natsu." The orange haired man smiled charmingly, rocking side to side on his heels in an optimistic way that didn't reflect the mood of either of Lucy's friends.

Natsu growled bitterly. "Loke."

Lucy felt Erza's hand grab onto her wrist painfully tight. The redhead dragged her away from the other boys, immediately turning away and pulling Lucy along with her. "We're leaving."

The blonde's eyes widened. She looked over her shoulder, then back at Erza, as she was too weak to pry away. "But Natsu-"

Erza shook her head. "Don't bother, it's not worth it." Erza huffed. "You don't need to get caught up in it."

Lucy's gaping mouth formed a questionable O before Erza turned down another corner and the boys were no longer in view. Erza wasn't one to back out of a fight, but whatever happened between Natsu and Loke clearly couldn't be good.

Erza kept walking, her grip on Lucy's wrist unceasing until Natsu and Loke were out of sight, but surely not out of mind.

Nalu Lemon Novel
Exy Koroleva © 2016
Thank you for reading.
Some triggering scenes
to be included, so please
do not report. Comments
& votes are appreciated.