Bonding

Natsu directs Lucy's hands above her head and she realizes that his fingers are slightly cold, unusual for this fire-ball, but she supposes that even if he says these courageous things there's a part of him nervous to be with her for the first time. Taking reassurance in that, she squeezes the quilts as an anchor to keep her hands from roaming. Hopefully she can hold still like he wants, because knowing him, if she can't, there's going to be payback. And most likely not the nice kind but more gross then anything.

Lucy's silk shorts are tugged off in that instance, the harsh movements having her slid a little down the bed, messing her neat blankets and toppling some of the pillows to the floor. Like everything else Natsu does in life, he wastes no time in moving aside the things that get in his way.

"Don't be so harsh," Lucy frown slightly.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," he smirks. He's not fully at ease though, she can tell in the way his mouth is a little tight with his smile.

He starts with her neck, back to lapping and sucking the skin in his mouth. The feeling of his rough tongue and heated lips has her sigh in pleasure and arch her chest up into his, their legs tangling together with one of his knees pressing up against her thong covered core. Natsu bites down harsh against the side of her neck, enough to feel fangs and a flattened tongue against her skin, and he leaves a bruise mark with his suckling that says who Lucy belongs to.

She gives a mixture between a breathless gasp and a groan when he lightly cups her heavy breasts from the sides. He lifts up slightly to allow her breasts to be push upward, kneading and softly messaging the supple flesh in ways that get Lucy mewing and hoping for more. There's a leftover ache in her neck when Natsu lets go of her, his heavy, hot breath puffing over her bitten flesh making her want to shutter. Fingers glide along her breasts until finally each nipple is rubbed softly above her tank-top, circling the nubs and having her rise farther into his fiery touch.

God, this is almost too much, she thinks. Knowing that it's Natsu doing all this to her makes her mind swim, a headiness like she's about to faint and fly at the same time.

Natsu's lips inch further down her supple body, nibbling on her collar bone and dipping to kiss at the top of her cleavage, each passing breath from his lips leaving her skin almost cold in his heated wake. He drags kisses until he reaches the underside of a left breast that he nibbles, continuing his actions of pinching, rolling and circling her nipples to an almost frustrating level. He leaves heat with his lips wherever he goes, eventually coming down to her stomach and kissing a little freckle he finds there. He nips Lucy's belly button, making her give a short laugh at the ticklish sensations. He worships her toned body as he makes his way back up, resting those lips centimeters above a pert bud that he continues to message.

"S-Since when did you know how to tease a girl?" Lucy asks with a high-pitch whine.

Natsu looks up to her surprised. "I'm just doing what I think I should be doing." Suddenly, a smug smirk comes to him. "I take it that means I'm doing something right."

She nods shy. "Yes. Um, it feels good ..."

"Good, I want you to feel desperate for a hot fuck."

"Please, learn to control your mouth."

He gives a single chuckle of embarrassment and looks away. "I suggest you give up on that request, because I really can't control what comes out of my mouth right now."

Before Lucy can tease him on his loose tongue, she lets out a sharp squeal when Natsu latches onto one of her sensitive bud, molten heat surrounding the tightened bundle of nerves that gets played with. His tongue dances in all the right ways, treating this part of her with newfound lust that has his knee press up harder against her pulsating sex. Rough fingers push under her right thigh and forces the leg to come up, having Lucy get the idea to keep it there to allow Natsu's hand to run tantalizing slow down the thigh. He comes dangerously close to her aching core, fingering the hem of her thong and lingering there so damn close to her sobbing hole.

Lucy can't find her voice to say, "Go on, please, I'm begging!", not when the anticipation ceases all thought.

Natsu removes his hand from the edge of her thong-disappointing her for a fraction of a second-to suddenly come in contact with the front of her sobbing wet lingerie.

"Natsu!" she gasps hot.

He pauses for a second, lifting his mouth from Lucy's chest to eye her, but eventually curls his index and middle fingers to gently prod along her slit when he finds that her reaction was from ecstasy and not hesitation. She pulsates under his frenzy, unable to help it when her hips begin to sway with his gentle rubbings and the way his lethal tongue laps of her nipple. He lightly bites the tip of the breast and turns it a cherry red.

Lucy can't help but groan and grip the blank till her knuckles are white, squirming under him and heaving for breath. Nothing he does relieves this wonderful pain building in her nub and folds, a tingle that intensifies with every stroke. It doesn't physically hurt but it's the fact that there's so much coiling inside of her, so much need for a release, that Natsu's gentle touches above her thong make her want to cry.

She gasps his name and bucks into his hand. "Please, please …"

"What is it? Do you want to cum that badly?" he asks with a low heat to him tone.

He relentlessly massages and slides along the soaked thong for a long while, the motions changing to find a particular way that makes Lucy scream. He removes his lips from her after a hard suck, sitting back and lifting one of her legs aside by gripping under the knee. He watches himself gently finger her slit over the soaked thong, seeing to find a fascination to how her body reactions to his touches.

Lucy throws her head back. "Oh, please, Natsu …"

He gives a throaty groan, almost a harsh growl, and grips her leg harder. "Damn, Lucy, when you beg like that it makes me go crazy."

Natsu pushes aside her thong, exposing her slick hole and throbbing petals, only a small tuft of ash blond hair left down below as she makes sure to keep the rest of herself clean down there. Her eyebrows pucker and eye shut tighter, as being fully exposed to her best friend, her now lover, she supposes, makes her heart stutter. Having never been so vulnerable in her whole life to another man, it's almost an involuntary reaction to close her legs, something about keeping them open in invitation that feels so lustful, but she forces herself to stay in place and wait for Natsu's next move.

It doesn't take long. He hesitantly plays along her sex, fingering the edges of her hole and rubbing her wetness everywhere. This touch is nothing compared to her own hand, the difference in knowing that there's another real, live person doing theses actions making it so much more lewd, so much more compelling. Coming across her stiff nub, Natsu pays particular attention to it when it makes Lucy cry out and thrust into his hand.

Her heart is going to burst!

"I was wondering what that smell all those times before was about," Natsu mutters.

She turns to try and bury her face into the covers, humiliatingly knowing what he means when even she can smell how aroused she is at times. "Don't say things like that," she scolds.

"It explains why I was always wanting to pound into you," he says more to himself then to her. "It doesn't really smell like anything. It's …"

He looks to the pushed aside thong, his track of thought obvious to Lucy as she lifts her hips, letting him take it off of her before he can tear it apart.

And then Natsu's mouth is quick replaces his hand.

"Oh, God!" Lucy moans, throwing her head back and clinging to the quilt.

He snakes his tongue out and traces along her opening, the aggressive appendage dragging her dripping honey. He ponders quiet. "It doesn't taste like much either. Kind of tart. Guess the guys were right."

Working his tongue with gentle exploration, he gives long strokes, soft nibbles and breathless suckles whenever his lips would wrap around her clit. He works his finger to persuade her pussy into pulsating and loosening its tight hold as he slowly slips a finger inside of her. Lucy whimpers and mews, the sensations of both being penetrated and suck off by him having Lucy lose her mind. He can feel his finger rub along the top of her canal, scrapping in a such a lovely, addictive way.

Natsu grunts harsh around her clit and the shaking of the bed has Lucy peek through long lashes down to him. It's become too much for him, as well. He's taken to reaching into his briefs to stroke his erection, trying to release some of the sexual pressure building inside of him.

He adds a second finger to accompany the first, stretching her innocent hole and setting a slight ache to form. Doing something like this doesn't hurt her, having stretched her entrance long before with her own bodily explorations. To Lucy, having a foreign object beyond her own fingers pierce her core brings about a new type of pain, one that shortens her breath and has a hot coil build up inside of her. She wouldn't give up this type of painful desire for anything in the world though, not when Natsu twists his fingers to rub against a spot at the top of her tunnel that makes all of her muscles stiffen up and loosen at the same time. From years of masturbation, Lucy knows that his determined fingers have found her G-spot.

Natsu licks, strokes and has her squelch, the sounds created alongside his heated petting with his tongue. Oh, God, she's not going to be able to hold out tugging on the blankets alone for much longer.

Lucy moans and begs for a release, saying Natsu's name repeatedly and pushing farther into his mouth that devours her. She withers as lightening ripples through her, pulsating and so wonderfully painful against her throbbing clit that she knows she close to the edge of release.

"Keep moaning like that," Natsu says hush. "Damn, for me alone to hear those sighs of yours alone ..."

She so badly wants to take him into her arms, to reach down and stroke him through his briefs, heavy and taunt in her hand. To feel how aroused he is and to bring him the same tortuous pleasure she's going through. She wants to tear away his briefs and have him be exposed at her will. She'd put her lips on that little trail of hair against his belly, kissing from his navel down to his cock. She'd taste his pre-cum in her mouth and fondle his balls, up his shaft, and finger the little hole at the tip here his seed spills from.

Lucy doesn't want all that. She needs it all.

"I-I'm going ..." She can't finish her sentence when it's taking everything in her to breathe.

"Cum, Lucy," he demands.

Natsu suckles on her pink pearl sweetly and enters one last finger to add to that wonderful burning sensation. He pumps three finger into her fast, stretching her taunt haven in all the right ways as he continues his onslaught against her G-spot.

That heated tension building within Lucy's very existence bursts faster than expected, the sheer amount of arousal from all that's happening to her both down below and in her mind sending her over the edge. Her folds suck on Natsu's fingers as he continues pleasuring her, legs slightly shaking from the force and thigh muscles clenching down. Her breathing turns short and fast, arching her back as she rides out wave after wave of pleasure.

Natsu might have stopped sucking on her nub but he's still fingering her hole when her orgasm begins to subside.

When air returns and her pussy stops its quivering, she whimpers to him. "Stop. I can't take it anymore. I'm too sensitive."

"Oh, sorry," he says quick, pulling his fingers away. It's almost sad to lose that full feeling inside of her.

Lucy softy says her boyfriend's name and all the muscles in her body come loss once there's no more fondling to her pussy. She could care less that her nectar falls to the sheets below, most likely permanently staining them. If Natsu's cum gets on the sheets, thats the end for them, considering it's almost impossible to get cum stains off of a fabric. That's one thing she's learned in her sex research.

"You did well in holding still," Natsu praises, whipping his chin on the back of his cum-cover hand. He removes his other hand from his briefs. Over the rush of blood in her ears, Lucy quietly hears a fleshy smack as his cock bobs back under his briefs.

"Why didn't you want me to move?" she asks sluggish. Finally, she's able to bring her hand down from above her head, joints cracking from holding that position for so long.

"Uh … I kind of needed it?" he says unsure. "It was kind of like I couldn't help myself, thinking of you giving in to me. Kind of like … well, fuck it, I don't know … That and one other thing I had in mind," he finishes.

The euphoria of her orgasm has a cloud of tranquility settle in her body but she finds enough strength to go to Natsu, not wanting to neglect him after all the work he did for her. She wraps her arms around his neck, tightly holding onto him to keep herself upright, pressing their chests together and loving the vibrations of their rapid hearts shaking their bodies.

"What else?" Lucy asks gentle.

He holds her thighs and rubs with his thumb gently against her. "Blame Gramps," he retches, sticking his tongue out.

Knowing the perverted Fairy Tail Master, her eyes widen. "He didn't. He taught you to do that?"

"Um, it's more like gave me that stupid Birds and the Bee's talk when I was 14." He hides his eyes behind his bangs and groans uncomfortable. "It was the worst thing I ever experienced. But there was one thing from that stupid conversation that I remembered. He told me if I found myself with a girl, that I should make sure she didn't want me, but needed me. That the more I made sure she felt good, the better the experience was for the both of us."

Lucy brushes her fingers through his bangs, pushing them back and trying to show some comfort in the humiliation of the memory. The soothing gesture has Natsu smile a little, the edges of his eyes crinkle and he shows off that grin she so loves, forever being goofy even while in the throes of foreplay.

"It seems for once the old man was on the mark." She puts a finger under his chin and brings their eyes together. "Can I try something?"

His back straightens. "Hell yes."

"Try to control yourself, okay? I want to take my time."

She gently pushes him by the shoulders, directing him lean back on his forearms and spread his legs out in front of him. Coming around to lay heavily by his side, she traces his lips with her tongue until Natsu captures her animalistic like. Seems asking him to control himself might be a hard task, but she'll take what she can get from him.

She reaches down to cup his cock.

Natsu accidentally scratches her tongue with his canine tooth from the sudden touch making him jump. He profusely apologizing and asks to start over, which they do once the pain subsides. Lucy goes for his neck instead of his sharp mouth, biting his scar as retaliation.

Lucy's petite hand ghosts over his briefs and creates an irresistible friction that she hopes he loves as much as she did. Holy damn, he's a thick in her hand, even below the fabric of his briefs she can tell that the moment he sheath himself in her, it's going to be a tight fit. Natsu's breathing spikes but the distraction isn't enough to cloud his mind just yet. He reaches for her, bundling her long hair of the nap of her neck and forcing her head to come up to attack her lips. Despite her wanting being the one in control for this round, she lets Natsu command the lustful kiss, knowing that there's only so much control someone with the soul of a dragon can withstand to have.

They call out to one another with moans, whines and whatever else they can manage as they try to catch their breath. Natsu begins to spout word vomit, saying whatever comes to mind without heed. He talks between their kisses how good it feels to have her touch him, that they should have done this long ago. His words are embarrassing to hear but there's something about how honest he is being that's becomes a turn on for her, rewarding him with a single finger prodding at the tip of his dick where his briefs begin to stain with pre-cum.

Fueled by her leftover lust and those images of sucking Natsu off still in her mind, Lucy pushes her way under his brief's and grasps him flesh to flesh.

At least, for a few seconds.

Natsu jerks away from her mouth, hissing under his breath a couple of swear words. Lucy panics for a second thinking she's done something awful until he reaches down to throw his underwear off as fast as he can, legs flailing and the bed shaking. It's comical enough that when Natsu brings her back for more kissing, Lucy is still giggling against his lips.

She doesn't bother turning away from him, as after everything that's happened Lucy finds she no longer the shy, innocent girl that would blush simply hearing about another girl being pregnant. Speaking of pregnant, that's not a bad idea, but she'll have to ponder on that more later. Natsu's the first boy she's ever seen fully naked, something that should be a momentous occasion for any virgin but the lust fueling her confidence is to the point where she doesn't even blush seeing the way his cock twitches slightly, begging to be touched again. In a way, it's fascinating. Natsu's erection throbs against his stomach, needing to be petted like an animal as the head that seeps milky pre-cum, the skin turning a lighter shade of peach there. That line of soft, pink hair running down his stomach becomes a patch at the base of his shaft.

Lucy comes around and lies between his stout thighs, watching the way Nastu continues to pant in anticipation while lying back on his forearms and looking back down at her. Hesitantly, her hand runs under his ridged cock, the appendage somehow velvety and rock hard at the same time, reminding her how real this all is.

"Fuck, Lucy ..." he mutters hot.

She squeezes him without giving too much pressure, knowing how sensitive he must be after having to wait for his turn. Natsu twitched in her hand and throbs along with her every move. Exploring this new territory, she thumbs the vein that runs along the underside, petting it to the head and spreading the beads of pre-cum there, a line of white running down and settling in the crook of his left thigh that he keeps propped. She is gentle as can be with this part of him, her strokes slow and teeming with ecstasy.

Natsu can't support himself any longer and plops back against the bed, spin arching as he whispers Lucy's name once again.

She leaves him to his own devices, hoping on a sort of smug note in her head that he doesn't faint. With no fear, she kisses the underside of his cock,the heat radiating off the begging sex like lava, burning down to the sinner in her. The musky smell of his arousal is enticing and compels the tip of her tongue to run along his slit, the milky-lubricant having a salty flavor that makes her nose scrunch a little.

Natsu thrusts towards her face and is unable to hold back his husky growls. "God, yes, Lucy, you're so fucking good, working me so well."

"You're bigger than I thought you'd be," Lucy admits without thought.

Her eyes widen in self-consciousness, finding it unbelievable that she said such a bold thing. None of that matters when Natsu weaves his fingers through her hair at the top of her head. He draws her wet mouth closer to his erection, lips grazing the burning shaft.

His breathing shakes. "Keep talking like that."

For her, to hear Natsu give these needy whines and see that desire in his eyes, it makes Lucy almost want to cum again. To have this strong dragon-boy be reduced to pleading because of her touch thrills her to no end. Was this how he felt when he was working her?

In the heat of the moment, pride is thrown out the window and all she knows is that she wants him to spill his seed because of her. "You said that you want to have your scent permeate from me, right?" she asks, trying to sound confident with her nasty words. "You want to do that to claim me. I know you do. Although I bet your too big for me to take easily. I'll be so full with you in me."

"Shit," he pants. "I imagined you doing this for so long."

With every exhale of breath in her words, it lingers against his thick length. "Imagined what? Taking you past my lips, swallowing your cock and having you touch the back of my throat? To bury your cock within my walls until I can't take it anymore? I want as much as you can give me, Natsu."

The writer side of her sure has come in handy. And surprisingly enough it's a wonder what lust truly can do to someone's confidence. She expected to have Natsu come out of his shell but to discover a new side to herself, becoming sobbingly wet all over again by hearing and saying these words, is something new. She'll probably die of embarrassment remembering those words coming out of her mouth later on, but for now she can't get enough of it.

She takes the tip of Natsu's length past her luscious lips, running his thickness along her tongue and hollowing out her cheeks as she bobs along his member.

The hold Natsu has on her hair tightens a little, nothing painful but she is aware of it. "That's a good girl. Yes, God, my Lucy," he growls.

Lucy quickly gets used to the taste, different here compared to anywhere else she's put her lips on him, not necessarily bad but admitingly not good either. She's cautious of her teeth, knowing if she were to scrap against him this moment would over quicker then she'd ever imagine. With that in mind, she's afraid to engulf too much of him and instead takes her time working him. She licks the ridge in his dick where the head meets the shaft, trailing saliva down a vein and holding onto him firmly to contain his quaking. Her other hand squeezes a thigh, teasing the skin and leaving her own fiery trail as she slowly head downward. Remembering what would be done in some of her romance novels, she cups his balls and gently massages them.

"Holy shit, I can't take this," Natsu purrs. He once again tugs her hair as his own sort of anchor like the quilt was for her.

Lifting her eyes, Lucy finds that his free arm is bent behind his head, turning his face towards his elbow and moaning for breath. Almost as if sensing her stare, Natsu's opens his midnight black eyes and connect them with hers. His lustful look is powerful enough that Lucy hungers for his stiffness and slides her mouth back along him.

When he momentarily gets bigger, dripping his pre-cum further into her accepting mouth, she licks him and eats his essence. His balls in her hand tense and his right thigh muscle spasms.

"S-stop," he whimpers.

Hearing him say that, not expecting it, it does make her pause.

"I can't." Natsu's chest heaves and his left hand grips the quilt as hard as it can. "I'm going to cum if you keep going."

Lucy lets him go with a pop, cum and saliva keeping them connected until she sits back upright. It's such a lewd thing but so hot a time like this. She can't help but keep a hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft to hold her possession over him, having Natsu bit into his bottom lip.

"Isn't the point to have you cum though?" she asks confused.

Something in that question makes his eyes flare. "Not if it means I can't cum inside you."

Maybe she's not the one that's going to possess him after all. Seems his dragon side won't let it happen, not that she'll complain.

Natsu demands. "Come here, now."

Finding his orders to be submissive in a lustful way, Lucy willingly straddles his waist like he wants. She makes sure to hover slightly on her knees to keep their withering sexes apart but she leaves no room for air between their upper bodies, heart beats calling out to one another. Her nipples are still sensitive and rubbing them against his heated skin makes her want to moan.

Lucy traces little circles along Natsu's collar bone. "You want to do it like this with me on top?" she asks concerned. "I don't know if we should be in this position. I've never exactly done this before. I don't want to mess up …"

The faint tip of his fingers runs along her spin, raising goosebumps in their wake. "I think it's good. I hear that for the girl it can hurt their first time, so I'll let you take the lead." He grins viciously. "For now."

"There's a lot I could say to that," she mutters shy.

But she saves that for later, knowing now is not the time to think but to act. Forgo her consciousness, fight past any last remaining shakes and give herself to this boy who thinks of her firstly despite his desires.

Lucy comes down rubs her folds gently along his cock, hesitating when her slit would presses against the head, not letting him enter but relishing the feeling of it being there. She does that a couple of times, almost losing her teasing game when Natsu can't help but rut into her.

"Your so fucking wet," he pants, kneading her hips that he holds firmly. "Did you like sucking me off that much? God, I can't wait to see what you'll do when I finally claim my cock inside you."

"I've wanted to have you for so long," she moans.

He hisses and bites her bottom lip, staring straight into her eyes. The faint tint of green in his eyes that reflects in the lamplight screams his wants, his needs.

Bracing a hand against his chest, she reaches down to direct his burning tip to dig against her dripping hole.

She's really about to do this. It's hard to believe, hard to even think about at a time like this, but the pounding in her heart won't go away and it states how she's really about to filled to the brim thanks to Natsu. Frantic thoughts of how crazy it is that she's loosing her virginity to this fire-cracker runs through her head. She can only hope to spend the rest of her lift with this one man who knows her more intimately than anyone else ever will.

Pushing down, Lucy slowly welcomes him, her walls stretching and burning in a beautiful way. There's a pinch along her opening, having her still with him almost half-way in and work past the pain. Both of her hands are braced against his chest, her inner thighs clenching hard against his hips.

"It's alright," Natsu says breathless, noticing her discomfort. He cups her face and directs her to come down for a kiss as a distraction, working her lips soothingly. "How so? When you said you've wanted me for a long time, what did you think about exactly?" He sounds genuinely intrigued on what she has to say.

Being lost in the haze of sex, what comes out of her mouth Lucy couldn't care less about. "I thought about having you bend me over the kitchen counter and rutting like animals. I—oh!" Her breath hitches as his member twitches inside of her. She sinks farther down on him, involuntarily clenching her walls and getting used to the tightness. "I always imagined just how big you where, if I'd be able to handle you. God, you feel so amazing."

She sits upright, taunt around him and getting used to this new sensation, a fullness to her that she never knew was empty in the first place. Natsu stares down at their connection, seeing his dick being buried in her hole and tying them in a way that is hard to comprehend in the fog of sex. His eyes widen and teeth clench, as he seems to be holding himself back. She wishes she could see what he sees but being able to feel it is enough to her sex ridden body at the moment.

The frenzy starts as soon as Lucy lifts her hips and plunges back down, engulfing his cock once again. The ache is still there, but it's bearable, her dripping juices and his pre-cum acting as much needed lubricant. She's going to have to keep a mental note to actually buy lube at some point. Natsu cups her rear and his fingers dig into the delicate skin, pushing firmly down on her when Lucy is ready to plunge back down to engulf is throbbing erection. He nips at whatever he can reach—her lips, her neck, her breasts. He sucks a hard nipple as Lucy grows accustom to lifting her hips in a constant rhythm, keeping her bud steadily in his hot mouth and letting those bites fuel her nectar to spill down his girth.

Her knees shake with every dip of her hips, sheathing his wet, thick shaft entirely before lifting off of him sensually. She can't help but always stop just as his tip is about to leave her, loving the sensitive feeling of having him at the edge of her engorged lips.

"I can't take it anymore," Natsu hisses around her nipple.

He quickly wraps his arms around Lucy's waist and turns her over, creaking the bed and shaking her soft body. He doesn't start back up hard and fast like she's expecting but instead finds herself being caged between his arms against the bed. He lingers above her, keeping their connection and instinctively rocking into her.

"I don't want to hurt you, so tell me if I'm doing something wrong," he says quickly.

"You could never hurt me," she whispers warmly.

Stroking his cheeks between her hands, their bangs swirl when foreheads touch, damp and fevered. This position and the soothing sound of cicadas outside the window have allowed Lucy to fully relax. No longer are her thighs burning to keep her pace above him, nor is she trying to keep her balance above a bouncing Natsu who was eagerly thrusting up into her. She savors Natsu body draping over her like a blanket, his thighs resting against hers and being face to face, kisses easily given with eagerness.

He tests their new-found position; pulling out slowly and coming back home to her just as fast. "You're so damn tight," he pants, a low growl hovering in his baritone. "I really am your first, huh? Good. I'll make sure you'll never want any other man after this. I plan on carving my dick into you so that you'll feel me with every step you take tomorrow morning. Fuck, to have my scent be with you wherever you go, telling everyone that you're my mate …"

He picks up the pace, hearing her moans of pleasure and knowing that she's enjoying every move he makes. The way Natsu pounds into her is a lot more rougher, more animal like then what she was doing. She's a lot more meticulous, making sure to keep steady and to focus on the way she was moving her hips and grouding against him. With Natsu, there is no thinking, rather only doing. He comes up on his forearms and pushes his cock into her hard enough that the tip kisses her womb, once again that tickle in her core beginning to build and cry. He's become bound and determined to keep his eyes on Lucy, watching her pink lips stay open with her gasps and a wishful expression staining her cheeks a rosy pink. She tries to watch Natsu, as well, wanting to memorize his equally lustful expression, but the heat building inside of her compels her eyes to close. Needing to wrap her arms around something, she takes to clawing his back, leaving crescent moon marks and lightly scratching the skin.

Natsu swivels his length to push deeper inside her core until his balls slap against her. Flesh slapping together sounds throughout the room and her breasts shake as he thrusts harder.

"Oh, God, right there!" Lucy cries out breathlessly, rutting back against him.

He's hit a place deep inside her and the heated ball within her builds with each passing moan that leaves Natsu's lips. The brush of a butterfly's wing passes over Lucy's hard clit, Natsu returning to the little bundle of nerves that made her fly before. Her muscles clench around his dick, back arching into a tight bow and she lolls her head to the side. Her little pearl is so much more sensitive than before, the onslaught of pleasure almost unbearable with her approaching second orgasm.

Natsu kisses the side of her neck. "Whether you want it or not, I want you to cum first. I want you to scream my name as I bury myself deep inside you." He makes a point by grinding into her hotly. "To forget your name and cry like you've never cum before."

He conceals her whimpers with his mouth, entwining tongues and huffing for breath.

Her mind has gone blank like he wants and everything within in her concentrates on the way he brushes against the thrumming curves within her, his tip always coming back to touch the entrance to her womb and asking to open up for his seed. When her mewing can no longer be controlled in volume, he buries himself until there's no room left to pursue further and their short, wiry hairs brush. He alternates between pinching her begging pearl and petting it.

"Please, a little more," she cries. "Yes …"

"Fuck, I'm close. Cum, Lucy, just for me," he pants.

She calls out his name when the rising pressure finally snaps, her second orgasm much more intense then the first. It's almost too much, making her want to shed tears and bit her bottom lip to the point of bleeding. Lucy throws her head back against the mattress, tightening her grip on him with both her arms around his back and her pulsating womanhood fluttering against his every thrust, giving in to her final wave of pleasure.

Natsu falters with her intense throbbing core trying to squeeze him for all he's worth, rhythm becoming unsteady momentarily. He nuzzles into the corner of her neck. "Atta girl. God, you're lovely. My Lucy."

Lucy slumps against the bed as those pleasant spasms within her core begin to slow down, her grip loosening on Natsu and she lets her arms fall. He takes her right hand and weaves their fingers together, pressing their hands into the blankets. He's removed the tip of his finger from her clit, letting it breathe and putting a forearm against the bed to support himself.

His agenda switches from pleasuring Lucy to satisfying his own needs, rutting into her faster, snapping his hips against her relaxing body and laying claim to her in movements alone. Past the veil covering her mind in lovely bliss, Lucy refuses to let her legs fall no matter how hallowed out they might be and keeps them up beside his waist, toes pointed out and thigh shaking. Her heart continues to race and it's almost unbearable with his dick rubbing continuously against her oversensitive walls but she doesn't dare stop him when he growls with dragon like need. She watches keenly through narrowed lashes as Natsu finishes himself inside of her.

She can feel his balls tremble against her, his toes curl and his scent of sweat and smoke rises around them. His tan cheeks have turned a bright shade of pink and sweat coats his skin, warmth flooding through him as he nears his orgasm. His shaft pulsates at its base, making Lucy whimper at the feeling.

He repeatedly says her name like a prayer, lost in the sensations that engulf him. "Shit, Lucy, my fucking God, Lucy …"

He bites his bottom lip, worrying her for a second that he'll bleed. Lucy commits this side of Natsu to memory. Those moans, the straining of his muscles, his powerful thrusts and that look of agony mixed with desire. He's more handsome rutting above her then she could have ever imagined.

He grips her hand tighter and drops his forehead to her shoulder, his thrusts becoming erratic. Without a sound of warning, as all breathing has ceased for him, Natsu's cock releases inside of Lucy's willing folds, his essence coating her walls and around his shaft. Without having to look down, keeping her eyes on the ceiling and concentrating on her breathing, she can tell her tight hole is too much for the amount of cum he's given her, as it spills past his throbbing cock. It drips thick against his balls and down her backside, covering the sheets in a small pool.

Having fully come down from his high, Natsu's arms buckle and he drops most of his weight against Lucy. He keeps their union as his rod refuses to calm down quickly, a stickiness forming between them down below and letting Lucy get used to being so full without the need for sex. Her hand has gone numb from how tight Natsu was holding onto it. He trails kisses against her shoulder and neck, sucking against the bite mark he's bruised on her creamy skin. He ghosts his way to her mouth, their lips lacking the heat they had before but replacing it with a fondness that makes her stomach flutter. She's thankful he has enough sense to not crush her under his weight.

"Are you okay?" he asks hesitant. Slender fingers weave through his slick hair, compelling him to rest his cheek against her chest and nuzzle the sticky skin.

"I'll be fine," she says with a small smile. "What about you?"

"Never felt better. But are you sure? I smell blood."

"That's natural for girls first time. What … what was that like for you? Did you … I mean, um—"

"It was like finding home," he answers soft. "The entire world feels like its tilting and I'm so damn happy right now. I was stupid to back away from this before."

"I think you were in the right. Being with someone for the first time can be scary."

"It felt like my heart was going to die on me the whole time."

Lucy agrees with him. "I gotta say, you did great. I honestly wasn't expecting that. What else did Gramps unfortunately teach you?"

"Something about that rubs me the wrong way," he mutters to himself. "I might have been a virgin but I am not a holy man," he says. "Anyway, Gramps didn't teach me nothin' else. You grow up in a bar and you learn a thing or two from the other guys. I take it those mushy novels of yours came in handy tonight."

She lightly smacks his shoulders. "I don't read them for that purpose alone."

"I like it when you do. Thanks to today, I finally figured out what that smell from you is about whenever you read those raunchy books. I suggest not reading those in the guild anymore because I don't know how well I'll be able to hold myself back."

Her eyes widen, realizing that whenever she would get to a sex scene in a novel, affecting her to the point of soaking her panties, Natsu could smell her arousal the entire time. What about the other dragon slayers? She doesn't want to think about it—oh no, poor Wendy!

Natsu gets up and removes his softened dick from her. It leaves her almost feeling uncomfortable without his connected to her, having gotten used to the fullness he provided. He sits back between her legs and Lucy notices his cock twitch against the blankets, slicked with both of the fluids. Two fingers prod her slit, digging in and curling along the roof of her walls, sending electricity down her spin that is almost painful. He scoops his cum to spill out of her hole, watching it with a deep growl rumbling in his chest.

"Please, no more. I can't right now. It's way too sensitive," she mews.

Natsu quickly takes his hand back and looks almost surprised at what he did. "Ah, sorry. I couldn't help myself." He stretches alongside her, facing close enough to have their noses brush and arms wrap around each other's sweaty bodies.

"It's new, seeing your dragon side emerge like this," Lucy sighs content.

His eyes widen a little. "My what? I'm just doing what feels right." He nuzzles into the crook of her neck and kisses the original bite mark he left behind, the one that started all of this. "I wanted to bite you harder."

"You could have done that. I can take it."

"No, you couldn't have. When I say bite, I mean to draw blood. I … I really wanted to mark you so badly. This is something I understand, if it's what you mean by my dragon side. Igneel told me if I found a partner, I should mark her as mine. I didn't get what he meant when I was a runt but it makes sense now."

It's strange to hear him use these terms, as he doesn't speak like a human but more like an animal. He did that, too, in the middle of their escapade, calling her his mate. It's strange to hear, but it's also endearing, something only Natsu would do.

Lucy's heart rate picks up. "... Then why didn't you mark me?"

"I was too drunk on sex to ask you," he grimaces. "It didn't feel right to do unless I asked you first. Something about it from the way Igneel talked seemed important. I'm not sure."

"I think I get it," she smiles.

Natsu gives her a sublime kiss that makes time slow down. "I love you, Lucy," he hums.

She's heard those words before, said by him in moments of trust as they think of their future together. It never ceases to amaze her to hear such heavy words from emotionally-withdrawn Natsu. They mean more to her then he'll ever know.

Lucy's eyes prickle with unshed tears. "I love you, too."

Authors Notes:

And that's it.

I hope this was romantic because I felt it got a little raunchy at some point but I couldn't help but add all of the sensory details with the way I write.

Thank you to those who leave reviews! They fuel my smut filled mind.