Lucy's Manor, March, Year X787 (The Year Natsu Left)

My head collided against Natsu's as we toppled off my bed, causing a jolt of pain to rush around my head and making me feel dizzy. I was laying on top of Natsu with one hand holding me up about an inch from his head and the other rubbing my head.

"God, you've got a hard head. . . ." I giggled, almost collapsing when my body shook. "That really freaking hurt, ya know?"

As if my own giggle was contagious, Natsu began giggling too. He didn't really move much, but his eyes were fixated on mine as he quieted, his magnificent green swimming in my chocolate brown. "Happy 15th, Luce." Was all he said, his voice lowered to merely a whisper.

My breathing slowed and I lowered my arm to his chest, sitting upright on his his lower abdomen. I couldn't seem to bring my eyes from his, and for good reason. They were wide with what I could only decipher as hope, and I sighed. "Thanks," I said with a deep exhale.

He was silent as I was, and we only exchanged deep breaths and hard stares. Natsu's chest raised with every slow breath and deflated as his chocolate scented exhales left his parted lips. I tore my eyes from his eyes and let them wander to his lips, then to his rising bare chest. He took his shirt off earlier, since it was so hot tonight.

My hands moved from his chest to my sides and I awkwardly looked down, my eyes now directly looking at his toned chest. He went to the gym regularly, even though he didn't really need to. And his chest was heavenly.

What was I saying? This was my best friend.

Suddenly, Natsu sat up quicker than a running cheetah and wrapped his arms around my waist. His nose almost touching mine, his breath fanning against my sealed, quivering lips, his eyes locked with my own. We were so close.

We didnt move or say anything for a moment that seemed to last forever. Being so close to him gave me the opportunity to admire each little fleck of orange mixed with the painted green than seemed to blend his irises with his pupils.

After what seemed like a lifetime, he spoke. "Lucy," He whispered, each breath he emitted puffing against my mouth. He didn't need to say anything when my eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips.

He closed the gap between us, finally, his lips capturing mine with all the heat and passion that had built up. Our lips moved against eachother, our eyes shut tightly as we both let out gutteral groans. I could feel him sucking the moisture from my lips and I let my tongue dart out to moisten them, but felt Natsu's do the same.

Without even pulling apart to look at eachother, we both parted our lips and let our tongues dance. His tongue grazed my teeth and sent shivers down my straightened spine. Natsu's tanned hands snaked up my shirt and were warm against my cold, fair skin. They ventured around my waist and stomach, his fingers toying with the small of my back.

My hands moved from his neck to his hands and I pulled them up, allowing him to cup my E Cup boobs. He groaned again, the flesh of them spilling through the cracks of his fingers. Despite what most people thought, Natsu wasn't inexperienced. I knew that he had done stuff like this before, but he'd never gone all the way. I hadn't either. Although, I did have my eye on someone.

I rolled my hips against his crotch, remembering what the people in movies did. He bit my lip as he hissed into my mouth, and I decided that I liked how he reacted to me. I continued to do it as I pulled my lips from his and brought my mouth to his collarbones and the crook of his neck. I wasn't sure what I was doing as I kissed and slightly nibbled, and knew that Natsu had probably had a girl who knew what she was doing do this before. And she was probably better at it. It didn't seem to matter, though, I realised, as his throat emitted a soft moan.

Somehow, Natsu stood up and brought his hands from my boobs to my thighs, holding me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep myself up and I continued to nibble at his neck with my hands wrapped around his back. Natsu layed me on my large queen sized bed and hovered over me, his eyes staring deeply into mine.

"Lucy," he began, my name sounding more like a question, as if he were suspicious that I wasn't really me. "I love you."

My heart sunk to the pit of my stomach at those three words. Those words that I always expected to come from him. I knew that he loved me. But I also knew that he was afraid of rejection.

I closed my eyes at the feeling of his lips pressed against my neck, and the trail of kisses he was leaving to my shoulder and above my left boob. "I know." I sighed as I guided his hands to the hem of my jeans playing with his and beginning to take off his belt

I did know. But did I really feel the same way?

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Oh! They wereeach others first time! Plot twist? Or didyou expect it? Wow!?

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