Kissing Lucy right after she confessed her tragic life story was probably not the smartest thing to do, but since when did Natsu care about conventions?

Each time he squeezed her leg, each time his lips left a warm little mark on the fabric of her jeans that seeped through to her skin, Lucy just looked down at him and sniffled. He truly did have to worst timing, getting so close to her like this, yet as uncomfortable as it was, Lucy didn't want him to go.

"He was selfish, right?" Natsu asked. His face tilted up to look at her.

From that angle, Lucy was sure he had very few things in her life that were cuter, if any. His eyes were wide with a childlike curiosity, his lips parted in a manner that she knew meant he was breathing heavily. "What?"

Natsu swallowed, the lump visible in his throat as it went down. "That man. He didn't care about how you felt."

Lucy could've laughed had she the energy or the sense of humor. Right when she was about to ask, are you joking?, Natsu's fingers pried at the button on her denim jeans.

"I don't wanna be like that, Luce..." Natsu's open mouth trailed off as if he wanted to say something else but couldn't find the right words.

Her cocoa eyes widened into saucers as he jeans came apart. Natsu's touch was warm, but he still gave her shivers as he pulled the edges of her jeans down. His eyes had a hungry yet unsatisfied glaze over them.

"I know he made you cry," Natsu said as he slipped his hands underneath her thighs, working his way up underneath her butt, "I don't wanna see you cry. At least, not like that."

Lucy's chest tightened as he felt one of his hands grab onto the flesh on her backside. He pushed her up a little as his other hand tugged down her pants. How was it possible for someone to be so forceful yet so gentle?

She couldn't just sit there; the blonde adjusted her hips ever so slightly, and the denim tucked in Natsu's fist came down from her waist and around her thighs as he pulled on it. She swore she saw the corners of his mouth tug upwards.

"I don't mind if you cry, Luce. Sometimes, I want to make you cry." Natsu admitted, his voice still strong and clear as ever. Her long legs tucked up into her chest as the pink haired boy pulled the jeans the rest of the way off them. The denim slumped to the floor as he let them go.

Lucy grit her teeth together. Just hearing him say that made it a little hard to breathe. Panic began to wash over her, but she couldn't stand to move.

"It's not how you think though, I promise." Natsu murmured. His fingers stroked over her lingerie in fascination. "When I say I want to make you cry..."

His voice trailed off again, his imagination getting too far ahead of him. Lucy squirmed under his touch as Natsu's fingers wrapped around the hem of her panties, pulling it gentle to the side. Cold hair hit her newly exposed flesh, making her shiver uncomfortably.

Natsu drew his hand away from her, discretely licking his tongue over them gently. "I mean it in the best possible way, Luce. I want you to feel so good you cry."

His fingers pressed up against her center, his already warm skin dampened with saliva. The blonde's silky legs tensed up on either side of Natsu. Neither of them were sure if that was good or bad, but Natsu was determined to find out.

Natsu's touch spread between her folds, brushing over the sensitive nub between her legs. Sparks shot throughout her body, and she hunched forward slightly out of reflex. The knuckle of her finger squeezed between her teeth to keep calm. "I want to hear you cry when you come, Luce."

Lucy could feel his breathing begin to pick up, the humid air from his mouth sticking on to her bare thighs. Her legs were shaky by now, but they laid on either side of Natsu in a manner that she hoped he wouldn't notice her trembling.

His thumb pressed against her clit as he drew invisible figures on her skin. He traced shapes along her body, maybe writing her own name down on her just to show how much he needed it. Lucy tried to focus on it, to feel what he was doing to her; it wasn't difficult.

"Hell, I want you to cry out my name." Natsu panted. An aching wetness began to seep between her legs. Natsu's fingers just slid between her folds, picking up the erotic liquids her body spilled. He traced back up along her mound to the bundle of nerves waiting for him.

As Natsu pet her center again, stroking her off little by little, Lucy let out a small yelp from the sharp pain in her thigh. She opened her eyes, and Natsu's teeth had sunk into the skin on her leg, his obsidian eyes still intent on watching him work on her.

He looked almost in pain, the family dog staring at the dinner table. His shoulders rose and fell heavily, his breath and saliva settling onto the skin of her thigh. She moaned a little louder, and he bit a little harder.

Lucy's teeth clamped down around her knuckle, her eyes squeezing shut tight again. Soon, the throbbing of Natsu's teeth on her skin felt like nothing more than an inch as the rest of his pleasuring took over. More love seeped out from Lucy's center as he stroked her.

Her hand reached out, wanting to plow through his fluffy hair and tangle themselves into the candy floss colored tufts, but before she could, she gripped on to the armrest instead. Her body surged forward, bliss erupting explosively from her center and coursing through her body.

Lucy's voice let out soft strangles of breath and moans, ones which she wasn't even sure she had heard from herself before. Her entire body shook, her legs tensing around him, arms trembling weakly. Her stomach ached liked she had just been laughing for hours.

Natsu's fingers still rubbed her gently, drawing out every last droplet of positive sensations he could muster from her before her orgasm died down. Lucy leaned back in her seat on the couch as the waves subsided, her chest moving rapidly.

Her heartbeat banged like a drum inside her, and it was so loud she couldn't focus on anything else until she opened her eyes. Natsu withdrew his hands from her, his tongue moving between his fingers to clean them off. His other hand readjusted her lingerie back on her properly.

Natsu stopped crouching and stood up. He was still staring at Lucy, but his face was red enough that she figured he probably realized that and finally looked away. The pink haired boy turned away from Lucy, grabbed a folded blanket from the back of the couch, and handed it to her.

The blonde immediately unfolded it and laid it over her bare legs. Her arms snuggled it to her chest, all the way up to her chin protectively as Lucy watched Natsu in awe. "What are you doing?"

He sighed inaudibly, but he grabbed his coat off the rack and shrugged it over his shoulders. "I think I need to go." Natsu replied with a cautious smile.

Lucy could feel her face begin to flush with embarrassment. "Why?"

Natsu's smile was so relaxing, it made her want to fall asleep and wake up every morning to the sight of it. "I don't want to be like him, Luce."

That was all he said. Lucy felt that same panic wash over her again. "Wait!"

The pink haired boy turned to her, his face still flushed hotly. "You said you wanted me to say your name." He nodded simply. "I-I never did, though."

Natsu looked away from her and pursed his lips as if thoroughly contemplating this. He smiled as they made eye contact again. "You will one day."

Natsu turned away and grabbed a single key from Lucy's basket beside the door and walked out. She could hear the click of the bolt as Natsu locked up behind him.

Then there was a small scuffing sound, and the spare key slid back to her from underneath the door.

Lucy was almost ashamed for not moving from that sport for a few hours. She hadn't showered, she hadn't even changed her soiled clothes, and yet she fell asleep curled up on the couch.

The only thing that woke her up was the obnoxious and incessant ringing of her phone.

Slamming her hand on the coffee table, Lucy finally answered it to shut it up. "Hello?" She asked in a groggy state, still half asleep.

"Lucy? Oh, thank Mavis you answered." Erza's deep and powerful voice cooed from the other side. "I've called you, like, three times."

The blonde pulled her phone away from her ear a minute to check her screen. Sure enough, there were actually four missed calls. "Sorry, I was sleeping."

There was a momentary silence. "Were you in a coma?"

Lucy scoffed, and apparently Erza heard from the other end. She kept talking. "I need you to come to the hospital."

The blonde shot upright in her seat. Her bare legs were still a bit shaky, and she felt like she had vertigo from waking up so suddenly. "Erza, what's going on?"

"It's Gray, he got into another fight again." Erza only sounded mildly disappointed, like this was a natural thing.

Her tone made Lucy unsure if she should actually be worried then or not. "Is he alright?"

"He's fine."

"Then-"

"He won't talk to me." Erza said. Her voice was impatient, almost irritated. She clearly didn't like being left out. "Can you just come see him?"

Lucy would have felt guilty if she hadn't gone. Gray was one of the few people she had right now, and she couldn't afford to lose him just because she missed one of his many trips to the hospital.

With a soft sigh, Lucy pulled the blanket off of her and reached down to grab her jeans. "I'll be there soon."

The redhead made a hum of relief from the other side of the line. "Thank you, really. Oh! And Lucy?"

She paused a moment to see if Erza was going to continue on her own. "Yeah?"

"Pick up some yogurt and a bag of candy on your way. Preferably those spicy cinnamon candies."

Lucy furrowed her brows. "Are you-"

Erza hung up, and the line went dead. Lucy sighed.

"-serious."

Nalu Lemon Novel
Exy Koroleva © 2016
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