Natsu must have really hates peas.
He sat there across from Lucy with every crumb of his dinner roll and every flake of his chicken guzzled down into his stomach, yet he pushed a lump of peas around on his plate like a dog skeptically pawing at pebbles.
"Are you and Natsu the same age then?" Lucy turned her head to Gajeel in attempt to make conversation. It was clear from a mile away they were not blood related, but Gajeel had a weathered look that made him look like he could be older than he really was.
Gajeel just gave one of his infamous grunts as he grabbed the bowl of potatoes and scooped it onto his plate. "No. I'm a couple years older, I just never went to school."
He did not seem too keen on talkin, so Lucy looked away from his harsh gaze and back across at Natsu. Cana, however, did not let the silence last long. "Gajeel's actually becoming a mechanic."
"Dad." Gajeel hissed like an embarrassed child.
Cana huffed and leaned back in his chair. He really was a sturdy man; the resemblance between he and his son was evident. "He's going to follow in mine and Natsu's father's footsteps and join the air force."
"Dad!" Gajeel hissed yet again. Lucy could hardly contain her smile; apparently the ability to be embarrassed by your parents never truly does fade with age.
Seeing his son's reddened face made Cana's smile stretch maliciously from ear to ear. "Gajeel always did want to be like his daddy."
The raven haired man growled and pushed his chair away from the table. "I'm done with this conversation. I'm going to the shed to work on my smelting." Gajeel grumbled something else under his breath before standing up and walking away.
Cana sighed softly. Once Gajeel was gone, he smiled wryly and looked at Lucy. "Unfortunately short tempers run in the family. Hopefully Natsu hasn't been too hot-tempered around you?" He cocked his head teasingly.
Lucy wasn't sure what to answer; upon looking at Natsu, his face was still calm, too focused on playing with his peas to actually pay attention to the conversation.
"No, he's a bit too oblivious to ever be angry." Lucy laughed softly along with Cana. "Can I help you clean up?"
Cana ran his hand along his stubbly chin for a moment before standing up and gathering some plates into his arms. "Not many of the girls these two bring back are as thoughtful as you."
Something about that made Lucy beam with pride. She grabbed the plate from Natsu, causing him to stop playing with peas and look at her like a dejected puppy - which she ignored. "Really?"
Cana nodded, balancing the stack of plates on his forearm. "Gajeel always brings back the trouble makers. Though lately not so much. I'm not sure whether that should worry or appease me."
Lucy grabbed a pile of silverware into her hand. Trying to avoid the nasty bits of food on the prongs, she smiled as comfortable as she could. "Maybe he's grown up and found someone else."
Both Natsu and Cana snorted at that. "If he found a girl he better bring her home soon." Cana muttered with a small smile.
Natsu laughed even harder. "No girl actually likes Gajeel. That'd be weird." He stood up and grabbed a drinking glass to make it look like he was helping.
"Careful," Cana warned as he moved off to the kitchen. "If you two get into a fight and break the wall again you're paying for it this time."
Now that was a sentence Lucy had never heard from her family before. Not only did she never have siblings to fight with, but her family paid for everything with no questions asked. She didn't really miss it.
Natsu and Lucy dumped the dirty dishes into the sink. She grabbed her sleeves and tugged at the cuffs, debating on whether or not she should clean them by hand. It would certainly make her look good to Cana, but leftover food always peeved her -
Before she could do anything, Natsu grabbed her hand and laced their fingers tightly. "It was great seeing you uncle, but we should go. It's late, and I promised a friend I'd meet up with them tonight."
Lucy furrowed her brows. "Who-"
But he cut her off again. Natsu wrapped his arm around Cana and gave him a half-hug before pulling away. Lucy waved a slight goodbye as Natsu dragged her away. "Thanks for having me!"
She barely had time to pull her jacket back on over her arms by the time they were on the sidewalk outside his family's house. Her arms flung around to get into the sleeves, but once she did she hit Natsu's shoulder. "What was that?" She hissed.
Natsu slipped his free hand into his pocket. "My uncle's house..." He trailed off as if the question confused him - which it did. "Seriously, Lucy, pay attention."
That time Lucy kicked him in the shin. "I'm serious, why did you leave like that? Your uncle probably thinks I'm rude now."
The pink haired boy snorted in dismissal. "Please, when Cana was in basic training, my dad accidentally set fire to their bunk bed. Cana just thought it was funny. It takes way more to offend him that leaving dinner early."
Lucy couldn't focus on much other than the fact pyromania seemed to run in the family. "Was your grandfather known for setting things on fire, too?"
"If so, I'm sure he'd be proud." Natsu's smile doubled in size.
The blonde couldn't really deny him any longer; she grabbed his hand again, slipping her fingers through his. "Who are we going to see then?"
"No one."
Lucy stopped dead in her tracks, but Natsu was strong enough to keep tugging her along. "Well, where are we going?" It was nearly impossible to keep her irritated tone down.
"Loosen up, Luce." Natsu smiled a bit at the way his words rhymed like that. "It's a surprise. I just have something to show you."
A soft sigh escaped her lips; despite how irritated she may be with his antics, it wasn't really that annoying. If anything, his whimsical spirit was what made him so appealing.
She walked along beside him, her palm warm in his, trying to keep their steps in sync with each other while each step closer to the surprise.
"Wow, my apartment. What a surprise."
Lucy stood before her own apartment door with a look of absolute bewilderment - scratch that, disappointment - on her face. She was hoping for bewilderment. This was far from.
Natsu leaned against the wall beside her door, smile wide and out like he just performed an amazing magic trick. "Come on, if I told you we were coming back home you would've known and it would have been a boring night."
One brow raised on Lucy's skeptical face. "Yes, but now you have just created the biggest disappointed of the week. Maybe not the month, because it's only the twelfth, but certainly the week."
The pink haired boy gave her a pouty lip as he inched closer to her. His arms slid around her waist, locking in the back to keep her close to him. Head leaning in, his brushed the tip of his nose gently against hers. "Words hurt, Luce."
Lucy cleared her throat in an attempt to bring herself back to reality. "Well...so do false surprises."
Natsu sighed and dipped his head down slightly, lips grazing against the line of her jaw. "Well then I'll make it up to you."
Lucy's teeth tugged nervously at her lip. "Let me guess," she began in a small voice. "Ramen and sitcom reruns?"
The boy clinging to her nodded his head slightly at the idea before dismissing it all together. "I was thinking something else, really."
His hand slipped into her pocket and grabbed her keys. The high-pitched jingling was the only sound in the hallways besides their heavy breathing. Natsu took a moment to open the door, but the slight popping of the lock was music to their ears.
Their bodies still clinging together, the couple rather ungracefully stumbled inside. Legs tangled together as they struggled to kick off their shoes. The zipper on Lucy's jacket as Natsu pulled it lower made a sound she never thought could be so beautiful.
Her hands gripped his shoulders as he gripped her jacket. Pressed chest to chest, their heads tilted together as if sharing the same thoughts. In a cloud of warm breath, their lips connected.
The overcoat was pulled from Lucy's arms and fell to the floor beside the untidy shoes. Natsu's hands were too quick shifting up under her shirt, grabbing on to bare skin, tugging at the lining of her pants. His chest remained solid but rising and falling rapidly as Lucy pressed her hands against him, grabbing fistfuls of cloth in her hands.
Her hands moved from his chest to his hair, running her fingers through it like wild velvet. Natsu's touch grew harder, warmer, until he took a step back, then another, pulling her with him through the hall. One of his hands ran along the wall to guide him without looking; he was too lost in the taste of her mouth.
Lucy refused to let go of his shirt, even when Natsu pushed open the door to Lucy's bedroom and backed inside. It was tiny, barely fitting both a bed and a dresser, but it only required the need to be closer.
The back of Lucy's knees hit the edge of the bed and she tumbled down. Splayed across the mattress, her hands tugged at his shirt. Natsu rose his arms above his head and she pulled the unnecessary clothing away.
She did not have long to savor the feeling of his skin beneath her fingertips. Natsu's mission was her; he pushed her shirt up over her breasts, feeling the plush mounds of skin beneath her bra. Her mouth opened just enough to let out a harsh rush of air as he made her heart skip.
Natsu's hand retracted from her chest to trail down to her hips. He popped the button and tugged the jeans away from her wide hips. His rough actions scraped ever so slightly, yet the eagerness excited her. His teeth latched on to edge of her panties and pulled.
Nothing felt more erotic than the arch of Lucy's back as she felt his head dip between her thighs. Just one single action flared her skin and made her writhe, made her feel so normal, so lively.
The spreading heat of Natsu's hands as he gripped her thighs spread deeper to her center where his breath touched her mound. One swipe of his tongue through her folds made her voice break; two made her moan.
His lips attached around her clit, tongue lapping at her center like a dog thirsting for water, needing a taste to survive. Natsu's grip tightened to keep her body steady from writhing as he pressed his tongue deeper into her, rolling the bud roughly.
Lucy's back arched once more off the bed, and Natsu's hand came up to push her down again. One of her hands through his hair, the other gripping the sheets, Lucy let the orgasmic wave pass through her. His touch only became relentlessly harder against her.
She came, and she felt no shame in it. Her voice was not shy, but sexy. Her body was not hidden, but praised by him. Her gaze looked down at him laying between her legs and savored the look of his half-lidded eyes and plump mouth, red and flushed and wet.
And for the second time, he dipped his head between her legs and feasted on her again.
Nalu Lemon Novel
Exy Koroleva © 2016
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