All Rights to Hiro Mashima
First of all…apologies to those who saw the update and read the chapter yesterday. It was only up for about five hours, but I had a very scathing…very unsavoury guest review that made me question it all. So I pulled the chapter and decided to deliberate on whether or not I wanted to change some of it, or scrap it and start over, but the thing is…I like most of it.
Especially the flufffffffff. Cause it's so soft.
But no matter. I have changed some things in this chapter and re-uploaded, even if some think I'm bowing to someone being petty and rude (cause it wasn't criticism of my writing, it was a direct attack on what kind of person I was, which doesn't sit well with me and shouldn't sit well with anyone) but I write for me, for my own enjoyment, but I also write for you, the readers. That may seem pathetic, but I will back it all the way to the gates of hell.
And when the fans aren't happy, I wanna say screw it! But it's hard and I just…can't…perhaps it's cowardly, but I wanna have pride in everything I do for all my writing and I want everyone to enjoy it no matter what. I might be a people pleaser, but I don't have a thick skin yet.
So, as an update, I have scrapped the middle portion of this chapter and brought back a stand in OC of mine named Drew that has no depth of character and is essentially just a name with no face.
Which means I had to change a couple of sentences in the first and second chapters to show that Lucy did have a relationship with Drew, which was consensual, and loving and healthy but didn't want to be with each other for other reasons.
I tried something out of my comfort zone and knew that there was possibly some heat coming my way, but didn't realise that it would be against me and my ideals as a person, and not my writing or grammar or use of words. Honestly, my self-esteem took a smidge of a hit.
So please, be aware when you're reviewing that there are living, breathing people behind those stories that are learning and changing and growing along with you and that story that you want to read. I love constructive criticism, tell me if you don't like a part, but give a reason why.
Because you are my precious cupcakes, and I love each and every one of you to bits and pieces, for those who read, review, follow or favourite. Thank you. You give me the courage to keep on putting my ideas down.
As promised, this chapter has a rated M part (XXX) look for the marks please, and read responsibly. (Just a key lime pie this time around, no sex as I felt it flowed better and showed the progression of their relationship in steps)
For those who were wondering, I will finish up Band-Aid then get back on track with 'Stolen' as quickly as possible. Never fear. Dragon boy is coming. :D
BEWARE! THE SCARY FISH LADY! THE LIMONADE! THE REAL TALK!
~ Body Language ~
In which Natsu has a quick realisation courtesy of a goat and Lucy figures out that she may own too many unmentionables for her poor husband's fragile heart.
The doors boomed behind them as Natsu and Lucy made a quick dash through the many empty, long ass hallways to get back to the main foyer.
And then skidded to a stop as they came into contact with not one but five of the employees that had watched the little interaction between Jude and Lucy minutes earlier.
Natsu, to his chagrin, was left without his wife's hand in his, as Leo (for the second time, dammit) ripped her from his side and twirled her around in the air and cackled merrily.
"Who knew you had the stones for that Princess? That was truly an amazing spectacle."
Lucy grinned sheepishly as she was set down on her feet once again. "I don't…really know what came over me." She looked up at Natsu, seeing pride and something a little deeper and definitely darker crept into his gaze.
Tearing her eyes from him she addressed Leo. "You recorded all of that didn't you?"
Leo nodded his affirmative before flashing a cat-like grin. "You betcha babe. Already got it emailed to you, don't cha worry." The man looked at her proudly and mumbled under his breath things that sounded like 'fucking badass queen' and 'can't wait to watch it again.'
She looked up to her loyal friends and sighed. "I didn't really think this far ahead. I just…wanted to be gone from this place once and for all. But…"
"My Lady, we understand. You are too good for this life, it was never meant to be yours. We can see how you look at Natsu and how he looks at you and we are overjoyed that you are finally happy. After all these years." Capricorn's words made Lucy tear up a bit, it was everything she had ever wanted her father to say to her, but hadn't. "Ms Layla would be so proud."
She smiled wearily up at everyone before an imposing voice made herself known. "Who knew you finally grew a backbone little urchin. Tch. To think…such a brat like you got hitched and didn't even tell us."
Lucy paled and Natsu stiffened. Something about that voice seemed to lock up all his joints. It reminded him too much of Erza and he didn't like it.
"Aquarius…"
A tall blue-haired beauty of a woman stepped out from a swinging door and sauntered up to them with a walk that was so self-assured, Lucy found herself absolutely jealous. Aquarius had been her mother's closest friend and confidant and Lucy had always wanted to be just like her when she was younger. The head chef was a wonder in the kitchen and gave Lucy many lessons when she was but a child.
Full of fingers smacked by spatulas and wooden spoons of course.
"Well? When did this happen?" The imposing woman gestured between a statue-still Natsu and a fidgeting Lucy.
"Uhm…well…I-I…" Lucy didn't know what to say, and turned towards her panicking husband with a pleading look that just screamed: "fucking help me!"
Natsu winced, then cleared his throat, but that didn't do much good because his voice seemed to come out a full octave higher as his irrational fear clogged his airways. "Five days ago."
Leo and Capricorn gaped while Virgo's eyes widened imperceptibly. Scorpio grinned wickedly while Aquarius' face grew thunderous. "Five days ago! I promised your mother that I would be there for you when you day came and you had the fucking cheek to not include me! We spoke a month ago and you didn't say anything about a wedding nor this…Natsu character."
Aquarius' clear dismissal of him made him feel small and was the opposite of how Jude made him feel. He wanted to shrivel into a little ball under her gaze. With Lucy's father, he wanted nothing more than to deck the man, but with Aquarius, he just wanted the floor to swallow him up.
And that made him think about just how rushed everything was. About how he had stolen what was supposed to be a magical day away from this absolutely adorable woman that deserved the entire world and not…this…whatever it was. She deserved nothing less than the absolute best and not a drunken fix with a destructive man. Who knew what she thought of him? Did she think that this entire thing was nothing more than a quick-fix to him? A band-aid for his problems? Gods, did she think that he was only using her?
Lucy looked back into Natsu's face to see him starring off into the distance, his gaze boring a hole into a bare wall to his left, eyes far away with guilt and shame plastered on his usually joyful face.
Whatever he was thinking, she needed him to stop because she didn't like it.
So, like all the other times he helped her, she comforted him and wrapped her arms around his torso and tried to squeeze as hard as possible. (Which was ridiculous because he body was like a fleshy rock and he didn't yield in the slightest.)
Natsu jolted at the feeling of Lucy against his body, but then gladly accepted any type of affection she deemed appropriate to give him. He ducked his head into the crook of her neck quickly and placed a small kiss on her soft, wonderful skin.
It was chaste, but it made her shiver.
"Oi! Brat! Answer me!"
Aquarius went ignored for the time being and her beau – Scorpio – decided to hush her for the moment, to which she easily complied cooing at the Butler.
"She's right you know. I…took that day away from you. You should have had more of a choice. And that night…I took more things that I can't remember. I'm sorry Luce. I promise I didn't mean to…or I guess I did, but…but I didn't want to hurt you and you are so special to me. I want to believe that this just wasn't a drunken mistake, but you deserve so much more than what we had. We can divorce, and we can stay best friends, but you'll have to come visit me in Seven cause I'll be a firefighting hermit with twenty cat-"
His whispered ramblings were cut off mid-sentence by a lithe hand clamping over his mouth. "Mavis. I forgot you had verbal diarrhea when you're anxious. Shut up alright?"
He nodded suddenly fearful about what was going to happen next. He didn't want to lose her, the only woman he had ever found that made him feel like he was enough, just being himself. Strange pink hair, tattoos, piercings, fire-fetish, perchance for fighting, blue cat and all. He both wanted to hear what she said next, and didn't.
"Never speak about divorce again. You hear me?" Her voice was steely and her gaze held his own with laser like precision. "It may have been rushed and weird and crazy, but I have never, not once, regretted our drunken decision. I never knew I needed someone like you in my life, but I did. Now that I have you…do you really think I'd let you just walk the fuck away from me?"
He shook his head, less terrified now but still apprehensive.
"You make me smile. And laugh, and you make my heart happy."
He smiled down at his little wife as she tucked her head into his chest, her words now muffled. "So…thank you Mr Dragneel."
"You're welcome Mrs Dragneel." He whispered in her ear and placed a small kiss on her forehead.
A sniffle was heard behind them and Lucy peeked over his shoulder to see a very teary Aries dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief that was emblazoned with a lion's head. "I'm sorry! But you two are just so cute. I couldn't help it."
"Beautiful." Leo choked out and blew his nose on another pocket square as Capricorn and Aquarius rolled their eyes at the over emotional duo.
"Alright brat. Answer my question. When did you two meet? And what did you mean by drunken decision?"
Lucy never took her eyes off her husband's. "We met five days and twelve and half hours ago, got shit-faced on Tequila shots, and then ran off into the proverbial sunset and got married at the chapel on the second floor of the casino roughly five hours later."
"What!?" Aquarius roared and Lucy finally looked at her mother's best friend.
"It's true. And they've been the best days of my life since momma passed."
That seemed to shut the seething woman up, so instead she turned her livid gaze towards Natsu (which he flinched under) and he slowly stepped behind his wife as if she was a living shield.
If Lucy noticed, she didn't comment.
"Well. I believe that we're finished here. I for one, want to go home and pack." Lucy chirped excitedly. Her emotions sometimes gave Natsu whiplash and made it hard for him to keep up, but she kept him on his toes and it was never, ever dull.
He hated dull.
Virgo nodded and stoically walked to the door, opening it and bowing to the pair while they donned their coats and shoes. "Miss Lucy. You're moving?"
"Natsu asked me to move in with him, and I agreed. Luckily for me, my profession can be done from anywhere that has access to the internet and a laptop."
"Where?"
Lucy gave an excited smile to her friends. "Magnolia. Tomorrow if at all possible. Honestly, I feel like I should have been there years ago."
Capricorn clapped Natsu on the back while Leo and Aries cried about the loss of their Princess to the clutches of a rowdy Dragon – which confused him at first before he remembered the tattoo of Atlas Flame the Fire Dragon that wrapped around his arm. They must have seen it when he had removed his jacket in the dining hall. It's what gave him the nickname 'Salamander' in the first place. "Take care of her son. She is the most precious person to us all."
"I promise."
The chauffeur lowered his voice suddenly. "You love her, correct?"
Natsu stilled and sweated. "I-uhm…maybe?"
Capricorn tsked while they watched Lucy make her rounds to her friends, dishing out hugs and well wishes. "Lucy deserves the love she never received from her father. So I will ask you again. Do you love her?"
Without a single moment of hesitation, Natsu breathed out a "yes."
"When did it happen?"
He grinned wolfishly at the thought, thinking back to their shared smile as he lifted his hands in triumph over beating Black Steel and winning, of sharing that moment with her and only her.
"Five days and twelve and a half hours ago."
The tall man looked down at him in scrutiny before nodding decisively. "Good. She's one in a million. Don't you let her go."
Natsu watched as Leo bawled dramatically into her shoulder while Aries stammered out 'I'm sorry' over and over again and he smiled at her awkward pats to the security leader's back. "Never."
-ooo-
One mildly nauseous cab ride later – Lucy had insisted that a taxi be called so that Jude didn't have any ammunition at all to possibly fire Capricorn for assisting them – her and Natsu sat on her couch, changed into comfortable clothing, showered, teeth brushed and game faces on.
Because Natsu had decided to turn on his lacrima com and deal with all the communications from his friends in Magnolia. From his trainer Laxus, and Erza he expected tightly controlled anger and threats to his body while Mira would try to wheedle information about the relationship. He was looking forward to Wendy's though. He missed his little buddy and wondered how Happy was doing. Gray would tease, Gajeel would scoff, Levy would definitely squeal. Gramps would cry, he had no doubt.
Those videos that were taken in the lobby of the hotel would be all over the place now and he was ready for a proverbial shit-storm to come his way.
He was not looking forward to this. At all.
Lucy sat beside him, much more sober than even an hour ago and gave him a sleepy-adorable-kitten look. She murmured something about being cold then crawled into his lap and curled around him until her nose was flush to his neck.
Her breath tickled a little, but if she was comfortable, then so was he.
"Ready Luce?" He powered up his lacrima com and waited for the opening sequence to finish.
"I still don't get why you're so anxious about this. They're your friends…shouldn't they be happy?"
Natsu frowned at the communications device in his hand. No new calls, or texts – save for a cryptic one from Cana that only said "you owe me big time" – and junk emails.
Odd.
Lucy prodded his chest with a finger in a ticklish spot and he squirmed and then realised that she had asked a question and he had never answered.
"They'll be happy. But first comes all the teasing, and questions, and Mira."
"Did they do this with all your other girlfriends?" She snorted at the idea of Natsu cowering before his friends and trying to ward them off like beating back a swarm of flies.
He made a face at her that told her all she needed to know. "I've…never, uhm…I've…"
"You've never been in a long term relationship have you Mr Dragneel?"
He shook his head, eyes downcast with a little bit of shame, he wasn't a player by any means, and didn't have many one night stands (not like Ice Tits did) but he had been with women, he was pretty well known and when he was a little younger, he had let that fame go to his head in a pretty big way before he realised that some of the girls had wanted the bragging rights, or the experience, or something from him...but none felt that their relationship with him was worth more than a time or two. Except Lis, but that was different. "…no. Not really. I thought there was a girl once, Lisanna, but we both realised that there was more of a brother sister vibe going on…so we just kept it like that. She had Bickslow now, and I couldn't be happier, for her I mean. And you?"
He knew they were delving into unexplored territory when she took her time answering. They understood each other on a deeper level, but they hadn't talked about…others. Both hadn't seen a need to at the time, but now…it seemed like something organic and natural to air out.
They weren't keeping any secrets, no skeletons in the closets. Just truth and laughter and the occasional real talk – like right now – but it worked for them so far, even if it had only been five days and fifteen hours ago that they had met.
Best friends spoke candidly with no sugar coating, so Lucy decided to go with the honest, blatant truth because she knew that Natsu would like that the most.
Sometimes the truth hurt, but it was much better than the burning sting of a lie.
She sighed and stroked his exposed collarbone with one finger. "I didn't have a lot of time after I left the Kozern to date around, I had only really wanted to…explore and write and make my own decisions for once, take all the consequences because I was still learning and growing. It was amazing, writing for that magazine and sometimes for the paper. I met so many different people, in all walks of life, and made connections and just…talked to people for the sake of it and had conversations that didn't revolve around money or the latest gossip of who was getting married to whom, or who was having affairs with which guys or some other nonsense."
Natsu nodded, it made sense after all. What does a bird do after leaving a cage?
It flies.
"Jenny…one of Jason's models who was on a set with me once told me that I should 'sample a guy before settling down with him' which…I just couldn't do." She rolled her eyes at the thought of the blonde model, but Lucy had no lasting uneasiness. Jenny had just become engaged last year to a young man who also modelled for a different company, Hibiki Lates. He was a flirt, yes, but a good man that treated Ms Realight like an absolute queen.
"But I did have one relatively long relationship of consequence, his name was Drew and we had met two years ago while I was interviewing people after a bank robbery. He was one of the tellers, and he was sweet and such a gentleman. Took me to dinner and pulled out my chair for me."
Natsu listened even though a twinge of jealousy flew through his heart and made his stomach clench with heat.
"Dark brown hair, blue eyes. Handsome, but not cocky. It was easy to fall into a routine with him. Dates to the movies, to dinner, dancing and romantic walks. He didn't push, and he didn't ask too many questions about my life and I didn't give him anything other than my first and middle name, he never knew my last name because I was terrified that he would either run away from me, or run to my father and receive a reward for finding me."
Lucy sighed and bunched up her legs and he curled around her, drawing up a blanket patterned with the moon and stars over their exposed bodies. She huffed and he pulled it over her head and tucked it under her chin, making her look like a child hiding under their covers at the first sign of lightning in a storm.
But she was done being afraid.
"He was my first and it was everything I had ever read it to be, he was careful, treated me with respect and caution, never pushing past what he thought I could handle, like I was delicate china that would break."
Natsu smiled then, and then snorted at the absurdity. His Luce was a strong one, made of iron and steel, her gaze filled with fire and heat, but could freeze you in place when it turned against you, she could make you feel as if there was ice in your veins with a single look. "Bull shit. You're not made of glass."
She poked him in the nose then, eyes mischievous. "I know that, but at that time…I thought that was what I would always want, what I needed. And honestly, I'm glad I got experience that with someone who would treat me right. Growing up I saw so many unions with no love, no heat, no attraction between them, only obligation and money. And it absolutely slayed me."
"But…" He knew there was something else, so he prompted her to go on.
She shrugged. "He was safe, and gentle, good for a girl branching out into the world and I'm lucky I can still call him a friend, but we left on good terms with no bad words between us. There was just no…spark. It was too easy."
Lucy eyed her husband up, curling her arms around his shoulders.
"There was no…heat." She kissed his jaw as Natsu's hands were suddenly gripping her wide hips to either keep her there or keep himself grounded.
"No spark…" Lucy let her tongue linger over the silver patch of skin on his neck, the scar she had never asked about. She could hear his breath as it shuddered against her exposed shoulder, her tank top left her open to his whims.
"No need." This she whispered in his ear, sucking a single golden piercing into her mouth.
"Natsu…there was no lust. No fucking drive to see the other come apart at the seams…not like this."
Not like this.
XXX
He lost it then, there was no way he was letting himself sit still as she tortured his body with her own without doing something about it. Whether conscious or not, she had been slowly grinding herself against his arousal in his athletic shorts and it was driving him to the brink with desire.
She practically growled when his mouth finally found hers in a fierce kiss that bruised her lips, but that was alright because Natsu knew she could take anything that he could dish out and more. That one sound, animalistic and raw, was the sexiest, most arousing thing he had ever heard. She didn't care what she sounded like because either she was too far gone already – which he took pride in, no judging, it was so gratifying having a lover that gave their all in the coupling – or she trusted him enough to not be afraid of what she looked like or sounded like during the act.
He thought that it was probably somewhere in the middle.
They had kissed and petted and done any number of things since the night of their impromptu wedding, but there was something different tonight, possibly in the air, or maybe it was Lucy or even him or something but damn he didn't care.
She looked at him, her eyes a little glazed, hair wild and golden, lips just begging to be devoured. And he snapped, self-control shredded and need mounting and holycrap her hand was cupping his length through his shorts and his brain fuzzed out completely.
Suddenly, as if waking from a dream, he noticed her lithe little hands all over his torso (When had he taken his shirt off?) while she sucked and licked and bit – his hands had gravitated to her ass then to squeeze and grope those perfect globes – his neck and collar bone and holy mother of Mavis –
Her rocking against his lap grew more insistent as the pleasure and heat and lust built up into an inferno that consumed everything. His lips and fingers tingled while sparks of lightning shot down towards his toes. "…please….Natsu please touch me…do anything. Please."
The quiet plea from the blonde jump started his brain and his heart and his penis practically leapt between them wanting to get out of his shorts and into her as quick as humanly possible. But the condoms were all the way over there and the woman in his lap was moaning into his mouth while her tongue was making it way too hard to concentrate on anything other than her.
He didn't want to get up and break this…whatever this was that they were under, so, no sex tonight, but that didn't mean they couldn't feel good. Didn't mean that they couldn't connect in a primal way.
So he did what she wanted, and touched her.
But as his hands ripped her shirt off over her head and he realised she hadn't put a bra on – which was just so…sexy anyway you looked at it – moments before his mouth descended onto her hard peaks, Lucy realised that this…rawness or perhaps it was the animalistic need between them was why she had been drawn to him. From what she could remember, he fucked like he fought.
He gave himself to every movement one hundred and ten percent and he didn't handle her like a glass doll. He touched her like she was a woman that knew what she wanted and would give her everything if he had the power to do so because he knew that she would return the favour.
It was like the tide, the two of them. One pushed, and the other pulled, never out of balance, the rhythm known for millions of years.
He was full of grace and power and heat but mostly love. He didn't ask if it was alright if he touched her where she most needed it, over her underwear – he had slipped off her shorts when she had been distracted moments earlier – only offering a subtle "…so wet for me already…" before pushing her panties to the side and plunging a single thick digit into her waiting, needy core.
She keened and bucked waiting for him to move, but he never did, only giving her a wolfish grin that had her brain stuttering. "Natsu? What-"
"Tell me, Princess." He still didn't move, the teasing making her throb, her clit wanting the friction he was denying her. She was almost ashamed about how much she ached for this man and his talented fingers, but she couldn't bring herself to care much.
She whimpered as he swirled the finger inside her in a slow circle, but never brought it out, just let her feel the pressure against her folds, her walls squeezing greedily. He placed a chaste kiss on her forehead, almost like a promise that he would do whatever she wanted.
"Tell me what you want." That glint in his eye was back, as well as that smirk that he held when he knew that he had won.
It was a blatant challenge. But Lucy never, never backed down from one when it came to Natsu. She may have been a bit cowardly in the past, running from her father instead of telling him off, but her husband had seen something in her that he deemed worthwhile, so she would show that same man that gave her the courage to stand up to the one person she was terrified of, that she was no longer a scared little girl.
But a woman that wanted something.
No…she demanded it.
With fire in her eyes that crackled like live flames, she used her bent knees on the couch cushion and her thighs to give her leverage, lifted herself up his fingers then slammed back down and groaned. "I want you to fuck me with your fingers, Dragon." She continued to use his digit to pleasure herself while he watched her move.
Her eyes flickered up to his own that had deepened to the colour of evergreen, dark and delicious. "And then I want to suck your cock dry."
"Fuck…yes…" He growled low, eyes flashing in the dim light. Never had anything sounded so good. She had risen to his challenge and offered one in kind. He loved when she was feisty, those amber pools of her filled with determination and lust and want. She knew what she wanted, so she had taken it, and he fucking loved it. "Shit Luce. Got me all fired up already."
He ripped his finger out of her and she yelped when he stripped her of all the rest of her clothing (which was just the panties at the moment, but who was really counting?) and his own shorts but left on his boxers, their chests puffing for air as if they couldn't breathe properly, aroused blushes painted the skin of their cheeks pink. Natsu brought her back down on his lap and it felt infinitely better with almost no clothing between them.
Gripping her hips as and gasped and dug her nails into both his shoulders to keep steady, she rocked his full length through her sopping wet folds. She was absolutely dripping, for him. He could feel it through his boxers and holy mother of Mavis did that feel good.
"Do you fucking feel that Princess? I'm so goddamn hard for you, it hurts. Shit, you feel so good, sososo good on me."
Her eyes lit up at the feeling, and he had a little flashback to the dirty talk that first night they had shared together. He could get behind that kink any day of the week because he loved telling her just how good she was, how pretty her little pink cunt was to him, how he wanted to take her hard and fast and just keep going until they fell to pieces.
But, not this time.
She had demanded his hand, so he would give this queen what she wanted.
Unceremoniously, he shoved two fingers back into her wetness and captured her lips with his own swallowing every little sound that broke past her lips. He was about to move, about to use those lucky digits that were sitting in her warm folds to pleasure her endlessly, but he was too late because his beautiful wife was already two steps ahead.
She repeated those earlier motions, taking what she wanted from him and letting him watch the show she put on for him with wide green eyes, so dark and full of need that they were almost black. She used his fingers for her own pleasure and he absolutely loved how wild and dishevelled she looked with her head thrown back in ecstasy, her eyes slightly unbelieving as if she couldn't understand quite how she got to that point.
Natsu stretched his thumb up, dragging some of her overwhelming wetness up her slit to rub soft circles around her greedy clit. She keened and arched her back thrusting those glorious breasts of hers into his face.
Not that he minded, it gave his mouth something to do while his fingers were otherwise occupied (now three of them, her cunt was so so so greedy in its need for him, for friction, for release) and he wanted to know just what the skin around her nipples tasted like.
As a salty muskiness with a hint of something inherently sweet burst over his tongue as he dragged his burning tongue over her peaks and sucked them in before using his teeth to gently nibble, Lucy whined for something…her words incoherent and he realised that she was so close to what she truly wanted.
She was cresting that amazing peak within herself, he could see her toes and fingers curling inwards as if there was a string in her stomach winding and pulling them together. He would gladly shove her off the side and down into that abyss below, and he knew it would be soon.
He left her breasts with a wet pop and licked a heated path from her neck to her jaw, to finally come to rest in her hair by her sensitive ears.
Natsu pulled a lobe into his mouth before tugging on it with his teeth. "Such a naughty Princess…fucking yourself with my fingers. Do you wanna come for me?"
Either his words or the tone got through to Lucy's hazy mind and she gave a small mewl then nodded feverishly. But all she could speak was his name, broken and almost incomprehensible.
But he heard her no problem.
A part of himself was delighted that she was showing this part of herself to him, but every other part of his body, including his mind, was telling him to shut up and let her cum so he could watch her break into a million pieces.
So, he twisted his fingers inside of her and started to thrust them into her at a very punishing pace – careful to let his thumb brush against that throbbing nub – and it took only three of his harsh breaths for her to shatter around him with a feral shriek of his name.
She shuddered and bucked against him, the rhythm broken but he didn't mind. The face she made was more than enough for him to know that she was feeling so much pleasure, even if it was twisted up in a way that looked like pain.
XXX
He had done that for her. Natsu. And no one else. He was unbelievably happy and so incredibly warm inside that he just basked in the feel of her skin against his when she slumped forward slightly and sighed into his neck.
He didn't mention the fact that he found her so arousing that he was now so painfully erect that he was wondering if it would ever go down, didn't mention that he could feel the heat and wetness that dripped from her core and deargods the smell of sin and sex in the air, clouding his mind until it felt like it was filled with cotton. Or how her nose rubbing against his collar bone was so distracting that he couldn't even make coherent sentences. Didn't mention the slickness of his fingers that he brought up to his mouth to sample.
Didn't even think about the fact that she had wanted to suck him off until he was bone dry.
He was gratified enough with what he had at the moment.
And it seemed like she was too, as he heard cute little snores from his lap only minutes later.
Natsu laughed. His wife was a fucking champ, giving her dad a run for his proverbial money as well as a lot of emotional shit coming to light. He was fine with this, except for his greedy dick wasn't.
But with many, many thoughts about Gramps in a bathing suit, he was able to temper his raging hard on to a mild halfer, plucked Lucy completely zonked out and snoring with the best of them – he would definitely tease her later about that, there was no doubt in his mind – off her couch and tucked them both into her bed, safe and warm under that old quilt of hers.
For the moment, this would be enough, because who cared about the pace? They had their whole lives in front of them.
-ooo-
Not even two hours later after a quick power snooze, had Natsu waking up to the heavenly sight of his little blonde wife staring up at him with those soulful brown eyes of hers with a mouth full of his dick, breasts brushing up against his spread legs, hair asunder around her shoulders.
She had told him what she wanted earlier, and she was a queen so she took it without hesitation. But this situation was a win-win for him, so he didn't give even half a fuck about his sleep schedule. And boy did she deliver in the best ways possible.
It was the sexiest way to wake up after all, especially after she had noticed him awake and fucking winked at him and hummed happily around him. His dick had all but leapt down her throat and her eyes had smouldered.
Fuck…yes.
-ooo-
Natsu woke to the smell of bacon and coffee and heard several shuffles, a very manish grunt, and then a heavy slam.
His eyes popped open and he groped around for Lucy to find that her side of the bed was cold. She had been up for a while then.
He looked around for his clothing but remembered that he had stripped in her living room, then shrugged to himself.
What was a little nudity between spouses?
If he had been less tired, he would have heard a knock at the door, or the sound of it opening then hushed voices conversing, but he was still wrapped up in his thoughts of Lucy and making love to her.
He sauntered out of her bedroom, used the washroom quickly, and then strode towards the kitchen to figure out if there was any more bacon left and whether or not she would make more if it was gone.
Natsu was standing in front of her coffee pot trying to find a damn spoon – where the hell had they all run off to this morning anyways? – When he finally heard a quick shriek that sounded like his name coming from Lucy, and a new voice he didn't know chuckle out the words "very sexy".
He whirled around and immediately regretted it as all eyes were suddenly drawn to his goods below his waist before Lucy rushed forward, pulled a newspaper open (where the hell had that come from?) and wrapped it around him.
She sighed and plastered a nervous smile on her face, gave a fake laugh and ushered the older woman with thick glasses back into her foyer.
He was still a dumbfounded mess, one hand holding the newspaper and the other gripping a mug full of now lukewarm coffee and refused to move in case something else happened.
Maybe he should just go back to bed? Today was already strange, so if he slept until tomorrow, that would make it all better.
"Mavis Natsu, you gave me a heart attack! What are you doing with no pants on out here? My landlady got more than an eyeful of your goods and I don't know how to deal with that. Why didn't you at least put some boxers on?"
"Uhm?"
All he could do was point to his sweatpants still lying on her living room floor and his duffel bags filled with clothes beside the couch with his coffee cup and gave her a strangled smile. "I'm sorry?"
She giggled and shook her head. "It's always something with you, isn't it? Always an adventure waiting around the corner, although…I'm a little peeved I had to share this one with my landlady."
Natsu let the newspaper drift down to the floor of the kitchen, leant up against the counter and took a sip of his coldish coffee with a grimace. He was as nonchalant as could be, he didn't care if his Luce saw him completely bare, in fact, he preferred it. He liked the feeling of her eyes sweeping over him if he was totally honest.
And then he figured out what she was doing.
Packing.
There was one box on her table filled with her kitchen things, and peeking into her living room, another box presumably with her stuff from her writing desk, the throw she had draped over her couch, and two small pictures off the walls.
"Running away? Be careful Princess, I'll always catch you."
Lucy laughed in that open, beautiful way that he loved, and noticed something different about her this morning. She seemed…different. More vibrant.
He likes the change and hoped that it had something to do with him. He didn't ask about last night, and she didn't say, so he left it at that but remembered to ask her at a different time whether or not it helped her.
"Of course you would Natsu. But no. I'm packing you goof. I want to be in Magnolia as soon as possible. I'm ready for the next adventure."
He grinned and drained his cup. "You want to live with me right?"
"Course. You're my weird husband, and I want to meet Happy and enjoy my life. Finally."
"Really?"
She nodded at his disbelieving tone and gave him a weird look. "Why would you doubt that?"
He shrugged, knowing that there was no way to put his feelings into words. There was just…something still nagging at his mind.
Lucy glanced up at him through a curtain of her bangs and read his body language like he was one of her favourite books. He was guarded, closed off, turned almost away from her even if he was entirely nude in her kitchen. Expression wise…he just seemed a little lost.
Guessing why he was suddenly so distant and confused, she tried to remedy it. "You know I love you Natsu, don't you?"
It was as if a great weight on his shoulders was lifted off and he could finally take a deep breath. Natsu pulled Lucy towards him gently and knocked his forehead against hers then kissed the tip of her nose. "Now I do. You weirdo. I love you too."
She pouted and grumbled, but gave him a tight squeeze and his middle and a quick cheek kiss before she was back wrapping newspaper around a couple of mugs.
Natsu smiled, a little giddy if he was entirely honest.
He had a family. His own family and it was better than he had ever imagined. A family that loved him. Perhaps they could add a couple more to that number. Three was great, but how about five? Seven? Ten? "How do you feel about children Luce?"
He had recently realised that he wanted hordes of kids, after all, an army of them, but didn't know if Lucy was there quite yet. She had only found her freedom less than five years ago and would probably want to travel and enjoy the things that she hadn't been able to before without the stress and anxiety of raising a child as well.
"I love kids Natsu. My neighbours have a cute little girl that I adore, Asuka Connell. She loves cowboy hats and toy guns. Adorable. Why do you ask?"
That filled him with a little hope because he wanted kids and if she did too, that would make this so much easier.
He would try to be the most amazing father. He would show Lucy that her bastard of a dad was the anomaly and most were loving and caring and would give anything for their children.
"Cause I want like…a million of them. Droves Lucy. I want an army of kids with blonde hair and cheeky grins that like to climb trees and love animals and ghost stories."
That thought through Lucy for a bit of a loop. He wanted children…with her. It only made sense, being husband and wife and all, but she had barely spread her wings and wanted a couple more exciting years with just her best friend before she decided she was ready for the adventure of being a mother.
Her mother had always told her that children were a great treasure, but they were innocent, so it was up to the parent to mould them. After her own father was such a dick, she wanted to be one hundred and ten percent sure she was totally ready.
Then it would be a wonderful, amazing, exciting, crazy time in her life, but it was only fair to herself, and Natsu and the apparent army of children she would be having if she had no regrets and no reservations. She owed it to her own mother to be the absolute best mother to her children she could be. Sure they would mess up, make mistakes, but they were human. But she had her best friend by her side and she would be lying through her teeth completely if she said she didn't like the idea of a beautiful daughter who was fearless and bright and had a wonderful childhood.
Lucy smacked Natsu in the chest lightly, definitely not forgetting the hordes of children comment. She wasn't a damn baby making machine after all. "I'm not against trying to have a child Natsu, I've always wanted to be a mother, but I want to publish a book first and travel a little bit, branch out and make new friends and dance and have fun. Give me a few years, alright? Just until my wild oats are sown and I get tired of being wild and crazy."
He planted a quick kiss to the top of her golden head. "Gotcha. I'll make sure to stock up on condoms from now on though, can't be too careful."
Lucy eyed him mischievously. "Why did you have condoms with you on a business trip to Crocus anyways? Feeling lucky were you champ? Thought the ladies were gonna throw themselves at you when you won?"
His tone mirrored hers and he wiggled his fingers in her face. "If I remember correctly Mrs Dragneel, you were one of those ladies that threw themselves at me when I won. So…"
"Tch. As if. I have more class than that. I became your best friend, got married to said best friend and then threw myself at you, all before morning. There is a difference you know. It's called tact." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and primly pointed her nose in the air.
He loved her so much.
So, as a natural response, he laughed heartily, the sound moving through the little kitchen and bouncing off the bare walls. "Sure. Let's go with that."
She huffed and looked away, her cheeks puffed up adorably. "Go take a shower and get changed Natsu, I wanna finish packing and you're distracting me with all those muscles."
He wiggled his eyebrows and caught Lucy around her waist and pressing her up against his body. "Wanna join me, I'll make it worth your while…"
She slapped his arms while snorting. "Get away from me you heathen."
"Fine. But I wanna eat first."
"NO. Go shower."
"Food! Please! Why are you so mean to me, Luce?"
"Why are you acting like a child?"
"But I'm hungry Lucy! I smelt bacon. Where is it?"
She hummed as he nipped the side of her neck. "I ate it Natsu." She ignored his gasp of mock indignation, "I've been up for almost three hours making sure everything was in order for my move. I've paid off my rent, quit my job at Sorcerer Weekly, told my father to suck it and now all I have to do is finish packing."
"Alright. Fine. I will clothe this beautiful body of mine. But we're going out for like…fifty breakfast sandwiches after it's all finished."
Lucy laughed as she watched him saunter away while flexing those gorgeous muscles of his to tease her and make her smile.
How did she ever get so lucky?
"Did you know that you snore as loud as a chainsaw?"
Scrap that. He was the devil.
-ooo-
"Are you sure this is it? Did you check twice?"
"Yep! All the furniture was there before, and the bedding is so old I want new stuff anyways. All I have is this." Lucy pointed at three duffel bags, her purse, laptop bag and two boxes. "Shoes and purses, work clothes, and uhm…unmentionables…" Natsu almost ripped open the last blue duffel in his haste to see just what his wife was so nervous about.
He was nosey like that.
Mounds of lace, silk, satin, bows, frills and flowery patterns peeked out at him and he hummed in understanding while lifting a g-string that couldn't have been very functional, there was barely any material. "Damn."
"Natsu!" She hissed, snatching his new toy away from him. "Don't go showing the world my underwear you idiot."
He snickered and gave her a wink. "I won't if you promise to model that little number for me later."
She gave a huff and crossed her arms giving him a delightful show of her cleavage. He was such a perv for his wife…
"Fine."
Natsu beamed and picked up the two boxes, his own duffel bags and two of hers. "Don't get me wrong Luce, I think it's great that you don't have a million things to move, but I thought women had a lot more…shoes and shit."
Her voice came from behind him as they started to walk to the post office on the corner of her block. "I never thought of that place as home, it just wasn't…right. And I felt like I would need to leave at a moment's notice, either for work or even running from my father again." She giggled and ushered him into the post office, holding the door open for him. "I would love to have huge bookshelves to fit all the hard copy books I can find, or even an office or library to get work done in, and a big desk, but I didn't in that place and kept everything electronic for the same reason."
He lowered both boxes onto a scale in front of a postal worker so that they could be shipped to his place in Magnolia, finished paying, and shipped those cumbersome items.
"When we get to Magnolia, I'll send you on a shopping spree with the girls, so that they can get to know you. And you know Levy would always help you find new books, I think she loves them more than Gajeel sometimes."
She tilted her head at him and frowned. "That's sweet of you Natsu, but I can't take money from you like that."
"You forget, we're married now. What's mine is yours, Luce."
Her face burned crimson and she looked bashful. "Alright. But only a small one! And only because I want to meet everyone too. And nothing too extravagant, just some casual clothes. Okay?"
Natsu laughed. "Yah yah, no worries. I have too much money and have no idea what to do with it anyways, I want to spoil my cute wife a little alright? It would make me happy."
Lucy rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out before hailing a taxi down. "Fine you silly Dragon, I'll do it."
Even through the nausea that he could feel welling up in his stomach already at the sight of the car, Natsu could see her happy grin.
She was excited about this next step, and so was he.
-ooo-
The train from Crocus to Magnolia took up the most of the rest of the day, full of moaning and green complexions and vomit, but both made it to their destination in relatively one piece. Although, Natsu was extremely hungry again now that they had moved on from the transportation portion of their day, arriving in Natsu's favourite place in all of Earthland well after the sun had set.
"Come on Luce! This way!"
It was only a small walk to his house from the train station and Natsu was too excited to see her face than to really feel the effects of the motion sickness on his body.
Tucked away on a cul-de-sac, sat a small red-brick home with white shutters and a white door. There was a black wrought iron fence with a cute little gate that ran around the outside (she would learn that it was commissioned from Gajeel years earlier when the wooden one had fallen apart) and she could see that the backyard was a perfect size.
The best part was the gigantic magnolia tree in full bloom that stood in the front yard, it was so beautiful and it made the air smell wonderful.
"Oh Natsu…"
He looked at her, just waiting and waiting and waiting for her judgement.
"It's adorable! I can't wait to see inside."
He wilted with relief. "Let's go home then eh?"
She smiled wistfully at him for a moment before nodding. "Yes. Let's go home."
This chapter was written for those two lovelies that PM'd me and gave me that extra little bit of oomph to get me on the right track again. Honestly, I am so much happier with the way this worked out. You know who you are, so thanks a million you saved my tookus.
As it goes, my updates will come in a day late and a dollar shot, but bear with me my precious cupcakes, because Band-Aid will continue if I have anything to say about it!
Next: Mask
Guess who's going to FAIRY TAIL? Will there be chaos? Who knows? There will be strawberry cake though…
Stay Crazy,
LoadedEel