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Acid that had been settling and mixing with bacteria was the first thing she had felt when she had awaken. It was as if she had slumbered for a million years and was finally back to the land of the living. Her head was pounding while the slightest sound of her heart was enough to sound like a Scottish Military Tattoo with lively bagpipes and clashing drums that could be heard for miles. Meanwhile, her stomach and insides were battling each other over night, but had seemed to be at a fragile peace for the time being. Eyes shot open to understand her surroundings. The first thing her blurry vision could see was a white bowl filled with water and a small hole in the bottom. Her hands clung unto it for dear life while her head rested on the side of something also porcine beside it. Rising up, her head and digestive system were angry with that action. However, had she been lying on the floor, this day would have been a lot worse. Moving to the sink, her hands instinctively went for the toothbrush while her brain took some time to reboot. Spitting the toothpaste, she slammed back a big glass of water to which seemed to irritate her stomach for a moment, but turned into relief.
Waddling to the door frame to her tiny flat, she could see a corpse of a naked man a metre beside her bed. The entire room had been covered in various bottles of alcohol and some barrel kegs. Looking down, she noticed she too had no garments and covered her exposed breasts with her arms. Darting her eyes around her room, her vision became clearer as she could spot some clothing sprawled around the room. Tiptoeing around the mess, her memory of last night returned: she attempted to give him a blowie but the alcohol made him limp so she masturbated in front of him while stroking him. She gave up and tried to fuck him anyways but she ended spiriting to the toilet to vomit.
A pair of trousers was what she found first to which she slowly picked up; they weren't hers but would do. Something fell out of the pocket but luckily, it bounced off the fabric so when it hit on the floor the noise was quiet. The man gave a snort before rolling his head over to reveal black hair that looked like at one point last night, it was tied up. However, pieces of hair were in all sorts of direction. Glancing at the object, she noticed a velvet box, larger than a pill box but smaller than a deck of cards. Her eyes shot open as she instinctively dropped the trousers. Jumping over the hurdles of shochu bottles she dashed to the wardrobe where she put on whatever she could find: a short-sleeved blouse that was a gift and some grey sweat shorts she wore as pyjamas. The bra was easily visible through the shirt but covering her nipples was her goal. As soon as most of the clothing was on, she raced to the front door to make her escape.
Sun rays gleamed through the window and tickling unto her cheeks. Her eyes were glued shut, even though the morning light fought back. She rolled herself over with the blankets to create a cocoon, burying her head in the bedding. A soft touch of an arm stroking hers was felt even through all the layers. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes. Across from her on the bed were black eyes starring at her, iris long in shape with the lids resembling a dragon. His hair matched her flustered cheeks while his jawline had been more defined over the years.
"Morning, rise and shine!" He spoke, cheerfully.
Just those words made her throw the bedding over her head again, but he wouldn't allow it.
"I've been waiting for you to wake up for two hours!"
"What time is it?" Lucy asked, hoping it was very early because her body was paralysed.
"Eight."
However, she did not trust him but in order to prove him wrong she had to sit up to look at the clock. After a loud sigh, she forced her body upright to look at the time. He wasn't lying, which made her flop back on the bed. Throwing the covers off of her, she whimpered as she could feel a rush of cold air sending shivers down her spine. However, his warm body went on top and gave her a kiss, which made up for the evil cold. Between his legs, she could feel his rock hard penis. They went straight to bed last night so they were both ready for each other. His hands went down her tee shirt and towards her hips where he squeezed her cheeks before lifting one of her legs. The sensitive touch and groggy mind intensified the sensation. She went to lift her other leg while he started to pull her panties off with his teeth. Without a second to spare, his mouth dove in and started licking up some of the wetness; however, even with the jolts of pleasure she did not want a slow orgasm. Though he could eat her all day, he craved her and wanted to take her.
"Fuck me!" She demanded.
As he answered, "with pleasure". He arose and shoved himself inside of her and pounded her like a whore.
"Oh Natsu," she moaned. "I'm not going to last long."
His rebellious nature wanted this experience be all morning, but she was so wet there was no need for lube and her legs were all the way up with her heels resting on his shoulders. This let him go deep, as he put his arms around her legs to get a good motion, making sure his erection was all the way inside her wet vagina.
"I'm going to come" He informed, getting ready to slow the pace to shoot inside her. However, when she heard those words a thought crossed her mind; she halted for a moment .Placing a hand on his muscular chest and pulled him away for a second.
"Wait a minute."
With a sigh, he stopped what he was doing in hopes she would do something to spice things up. Rolling towards the end table, she pulled out a condom from the drawer.
"Oh, you want to do anal." He smiled, kissing her shoulder. "I don't need one of those, it doesn't gross me out anymore and you know how much I hate condoms."
He tried to bat the wrapper away, because the lust he had consumed him that he didn't want to waste time putting it on and he wanted to feel all of her. She turned to face him with her eyes narrowed.
"We're not doing that." She reinforced. "I took out my diaphragm yesterday so you have to wear one."
"But, you're going to be gross in a couple days so there isn't a point." He whined, thinking of a short-term solution to his angry testicles. "Although, you taste like you're going to be late."
She tilted her head for a moment moment and remembered him saying before they were intimate that he could faintly smell her hormone levels. When they tried oral for the first time, her taste confirmed her stages in the cycle. Her heart started to feel heavy when he said she was going to be late. Just the thought of being pregnant made her sweat from fear.
"Still, I don't want to get pregnant."
Those words caused his eyes to almost roll off of his face and a stabbing feeling in his heart. Even though he has a strong urge to finish, he couldn't be in the same room. Turning around, his legs started to slowly walk away.
"We can still do it," She pleaded, lifting her shirt up to reveal her hard nipples. The view made him halt for a moment. Maybe the condom idea would not be so bad. "I'm not ready to be a mother."
"You're never ready." He almost shouted. "When we got married, you moved here because there was more room for a family!"
"We will one day," she responded, trying to be calm. "I want to explore more of this world and write more of my novel."
He opened his mouth to speak but slammed it shut and marched away.
"What, I enjoy working." She defended herself.
"I'm tired of having the same conversation each month." He spoke, honestly.
His back was turned and her mouth couldn't speak. After a minute, he left the room. As soon as she saw him leave, her vision wasn't clear as tears ran down her face; however, they were for a moment as she focused all of her frustration on throwing a pillow across the bed. Rising out of bed, she stomped to her dresser and put on anything that matched. Darting around the hallway, the bathroom door was closed to inform her how he was going to be awhile. She could feel the division. Without dragon hearing, her sigh would be heard. Using this opportunity, her legs fled while her heart sank lower in her chest.
The memories of running to Fairy Tail seem to slip from her brain. The guild could have had a fire or a parade but her eyes were pinned to the job board. Her hand instinctively ripped the one that said "Clover Town". It could be for a nude photo shoot for a dirty magazine, hunting an innocent bunny savagely, or the reward was less than the price of the train ticket; the location of being miles away was the only requirement. Taking a deep breath, she was about to embark until she heard a faint sound. Sniffles were heard while she could heard a high-pitch cry by the hallway. Her legs wanted to leave and get the job over with; however deep down, she couldn't walk away. A woman around her age with glossy blue hair wearing an expensive hat was in tears. Her arms wrapped around her while she gave a hug. The other woman wrapped around her with her each of her wrists had what looked like matching clunky bangles with a gem on top.
"Juvia is on her period." She cried, pouring her emotions into her words. "Juvia even went to the doctor because Juvia read bleeding while pregnant can happen but... Juvia.. isn't..."
Had she not warn the anti-magic bracelets, Magnolia would be under water from all the tears she had shed. Placing a hand on one of them, the blonde pushed the gem to release one of the hands and followed with the other. They snapped off, halting her tears, but scrunching her eyebrows.
"You should come with me on this job." She suggested, showing the description. "You're out of commission and it will ease your mind off of things."
"Home for the elderly needing help bathing residents?" She read, out loud. "Juvia guesses her water magic can help."
Blinking to digest the words, she gave another look at the paper. Her jaw dropped when she reread what the job entailed. However, the one hundred thousand jewel price was not a bad offer. Putting it back in her pocket, she noticed her friend wiping the tears from her eyes. Before they could even move from the corridor, a wild brunette ran right into the hallway and shielding herself behind.
"Hide me." She explained.
The tavern got louder as a man with black hair tied in a bun waltzed into the place, high fiving mostly the men. Even though everyone else was too engrossed in their drinking, a quirky woman with crumpled hair noticed the women and tilted her head and skipped towards them.
"Bacchus is here?" Lucy asked. "Don't tell me you slept with him. Remember how he humiliated you?"
"I know, but that's not the problem." She explained. "He has a ring."
"Ring?" Levy repeated, that word causing her eyes to narrow.
"Juvia is so happy for your engage-"
"I'm not marrying him," Cana interrupted, almost creating a scene. After realising her volume she whispered, "you have to hide me before he proposes. Why else would he be at Fairy Tail?"
"At least he gave you a ring." Levy huffed to herself. "I'm still waiting on mine."
Silence erupted for a moment as each of them had their mouths glued, unsure of what to say. When the men were busy lifting their mugs and chugging down the crisp yet bread-like liquid, the women in unison resembled the wind as they flew from the guild. All but Cana left notes for their men explaining how they won't be home for a couple of days. The thought of speaking in person gave an unsettling pit in their stomach; all different reasons but the same fear of confronting their relationship problems.
Citrus spices tickled their noses while colourful lights made the surroundings less dim. Exposed brick walls that looked faked due to how clean they were had artsy nude photos dangling, contrasting their usual drinking of the guild. Instead drinking from a tankard, a flute with sparkling rosé was the replacement followed by premium fabric enveloping them as they were seated in the booth. The clamour was from melodies that gave a hypnotic state with a repeated synthesised beat. A couple metres away, three men wearing freshly ironed suits and a hair not out of place raised their flutes from a distance.
"That's so nice of them to get us VIP at this club." Levy explained, using the silverware properly. "Why do they have to sit over there?"
"Because I told Hibiki this was a girls night for your engagement and they wanted to strip for you."
Bits of half digested champagne spat out from Juvia and Lucy's mouth. After they calmed down, their cheeks were red for doing something uncivilized in a fancy establishment while they cleaned themselves and the area with cocktail serviettes.
"Thanks..." Levy spoke in a monotone, unsure of how to respond.
The blonde grab her glass but the brunette took it in her place, chugging her drink.
"You are the designated sober one." Cana demanded with authority.
This caused the blonde to narrow her eyes at her friend; however she gave a big sigh to avoid an argument. Looking at the dance floor, bodies were cramped together as some were practically having sex. A small corner by their table had plenty of room, to which she lifted herself up.
"I'm going to dance."
Levy and Juvia followed suit after downing their glasses while Cana played security to their area. The gentlemen accompanied the women, which made that desirable area cramped.
"Juvia does not want to see another naked old person.''
"You have to admit," Levy spoke in a positive tone. "Listening to their stories of when they were young was cute."
As soon as she said that, she remembered one couple who were married for forty years. Even though they bickered, she could see the sparkle in both of their eyes. Looking at her fingers, she smiled; Gajeel was more important than a piece of jewelry.
"Thank you so much for the china set." Lucy hollered into Hibiki's ear, as it was the only method of being heard. Her body inching towards him. Due to the lack of room, her chest was almost pressed against his. "I mailed the thank you card but it was sent back."
"Jenny and I broke up." He explained, somewhat calm for bad news. "We must have moved out by the time it was mailed."
"Sorry." She blurted out.
"It's okay, we both wanted two different things." His half-drunk self rambled on. However, those words were clear as water in her ears. Her head lowered when it made her think about her struggles.
"You and Natsu having problems? I could send you some marital advice. Kinda ironic that I could do that seeing as I'm single."
The chuckle created some relief to ease the tense. One of the bright lights glimmered into his flawless face. They danced in silence but she could feel his lean body against hers. Reading the situation, he put his hands on her hips as she swayed with the music. Always in the back of her mind she wondered what her life would be like had she had been with Hibiki over Natsu. Her groins were burning as she hadn't had sex in awhile and being close created some sexual tension. Rumours of his sex life were always positive and she secretly wanted him to fuck him. Looking up, she could see his black eyes, which reminded her of someone else.
"Natsu" she spoke, stepping back and removing his hands away. Maybe in another lifetime she would be fully seduced by him.
"I apologise, I shouldn't have-"
"It's okay." She forgave, tip toeing towards the booth where her friend was sprawled out with bottles of expensive vodka and brandy in each hand. Even though she seems impulsive, that stunt earlier was her way of protecting her friend.
"Move over" She pushed her way into a half a cushion.
"Did I ever tell you I had an abortion?" Her friend spoke, in a serious tone.
Those words made blonde's jaw drop a little while she tilted in. The brunette took a swig of the brandy before telling her story.
"It was about a month, maybe less, before you joined Fairy Tail."
If it wasn't for the cheering and music, a pin drop would be heard.
"I'm never going to have children. I mean, I'm an alcoholic."
Lucy opened her mouth to say something comforting but Cana didn't let her, "It's okay. I'm fine with no kids. Seeing my mother sacrifice everything for me, I know I don't have it in me."
Dropping the bottles unto the table, she used her free arms to wrap around Lucy, almost to the point of suffocation.
"You're going to be a great mother one day."
Weight hit her chest as the thought of having another human being enter her life did made her lose her breath. This made the brunette give her some room.
"Sorry, I should be more gentle."
The rest of the night they all loosened up from drinking and dancing taking turns making fools of themselves. The next day, they would head back to Magnolia and return to normal; but for this night, they could forget their problems and enjoy the moment. When they entered the train the following morning, they each felt like a dragon slayer with motion sickness from the lack of sleep and being hungover. Lucy, the designated sober, even felt ill from the anticipation of returning home. Just like Hibiki and Jenny, they both want two different things but the thought of losing him created a dilemma. Resting made the journey feel as though the trip was shorter. Traveling back to their homes, walking by Strawberry Street brought back many memories, almost as if it haunted her. Looking up at her old apartment, it was a symbol of a time when she was happiest due to being independent. While the rest of the women went ahead, she took a moment to view the window, wondering who lives there.
"Lucy," a familiar voice that sounded scratchy was heard.
This made her friends pause for a moment and look behind, stalling to wait for their friend.
"Landlady?"
"Tell your boyfriend the rent was due yesterday."
Those words made her unsure if she should chuckle or sigh.
"I moved out six months ago." She informed, in a confused tone. "To get married."
"But that pink haired boy still pays the rent. Something about you loving the place so much."
Her luggage fell to the cobblestone street as her hands were loose like jelly. Her eyes wide open while her mouth was unsure of what to say. The women jogged closer to the conversation.
"You know what, I'll give that place to you as a wedding gift."
After hearing those words, the blonde jumped unto the elderly woman and squeezed her with tears running down her face. A whole set of emotions were released into that hug.
"You aren't in my will so don't kill me!"
"Sorry," she apologised while peeling herself off of her, which took awhile because she needed to hold unto this moment longer. "Thank you so much, you don't know how much this means to me."
A wide smile was on her face as she yanked the handle to her suitcase as well as her friends hands to sprint up the stairs. Shaking, her free hand almost couldn't open the door as she could not believe she still had her apartment. After taking a deep breath, she inserted the key and swung the door open. It looked as if she didn't move out of the place. Usually, Natsu would be sleeping beside her bed while he waited for her; however, another dragon slayer was in his place. This one was a hand smaller than her in height with a petite frame, almost as if she was Levy's sister. She was accompanied by a white cat dressed in posh garments.
"Wendy?" All four women shouted in unison.
Even though she is a young adult, her body hasn't changed much from the twelve year old they met years ago.
"I could smell that you were close by." She pointed out. "Natsu told me he never told you about this place. He thought you were too happy living with him so he never said anything. I didn't think you would believe me so I asked Mrs. Landlady to stand outside."
"Thank you" The blonde spoke, throwing her arms around her.
When we got married, you moved here
Remembering those words made the situation less confusing. They almost didn't get married because she didn't want to leave her apartment; however, she figured it was best to leave. When she moved in, a part of her died as she had a panic attack and was immobile for days.
"hum..." Cana breathed out, in an inquisitive tone. This caused everyone to stare at her. "Why isn't Natsu here himself?"
All eyes were pointed at the dragon slayer, whose face was beat red. Her hands clinched unto her kitty friend whose brown eyes rolled. Wendy wanted to respond, but due to being a terrible liar had to keep her mouth shut; however, her feline friend was ready to spill the beans.
"I feel like she is trying to stall us." Levy concluded, studying the girl. "Almost as if she needs to distract us while the men needed more time for something."
Bingo. Sweat beads dropped from her forehead as she started to nervously chuckle.
"What did the guys do while we were gone?" The blonde spoke, demonically, sending shivers down Wendy's spine.
I may do a Hibiki and Lucy one-shot smut as well as one where he had that orgy. I know lots of people want to do one where they swing but I am currently busybut if I inspire you, please write it and let me know. ^^