AN: Forewarning, the last half of this is pure smut, so feel free to skip over that if you want to. You'll now when it's coming lol.
Benefits
Chapter Three: Table Games
Bowling, Natsu decides, is the worst possible thing they could have done on their Friday night. Not because it's a bag game, or because he's bad at it, or even because of the fact that Gray invited Loke to come with them—despite knowing how Natsu feels about the other male, the fucking asshole—No, it's nothing like that. Honestly, it's not even anything bad, if he's being completely honest with himself. The problem with bowling is something very specific and very problematic, in his humble opinion.
Lucy's ass.
More over, the fact that every time she goes up to bowl, Natsu gets a fantastic view of her in those little shorts, her hips swinging enticingly as she practically skips up to the lane, fluttering her lashes at him when she catches him staring—and it's not that he's trying to stare, but she's a hard person to look away from, especially when he knows exactly what that ass looks like without those little shorts, knows what her flesh feels like when he palms at her, Lucy moaning in his ear when he squeezes just right, her pussy fluttering around him—And it's not like she seems to mind him watching her, Lucy practically egging him on, swinging her hips just a bit more than necessary. He hasn't been able to tear his eyes away from her for the passed few hours, and he knows he's being less than subtle about it, but at least Gray and Gajeel have the decency to not tease him right in front of Lucy.
Of course, there is one other problem with bowling that's directly correlated with Lucy's ass, namely, the fact that Loke is looking too. Now, if it were any other circumstance, Natsu would have clobbered to pervert over the head by now and told him to fucking knock it off, because Lucy's a damn person and deserves better than being ogled by someone she doesn't even like. Be that as it may, Natsu is also ogling her, so he thinks that may be a bit hypocritical of him. He'd be lying if he said Loke staring at her wasn't bothering him though, with the way his eyes are practically undressing her—practically touching her.
Too bad for Loke, the real thing is definitely better than anything his mind could ever conjure up.
Natsu watches as Lucy rolls a strike, her form perfect from years of playing, and she spins around, grinning, and her eyes immediately lock with his, Lucy sending him a beautiful smile as she skips back over to their booth, slipping in beside him as Gray squeezes out the other side, grumbling under his breath as he heads to the lane. Gajeel leaves as well, dragging a whining Loke behind him as the taller man heads to the front counter to grab their food.
Smiling back at her, Natsu wraps his arm around Lucy's shoulders, squeezing her against his side as he leans in to nuzzle her ear, Lucy giggling as she leans into him, arms looping around his waist. He sighs, content, and glances over her head to look at the scoreboard, chuckling when he sees they're neck-in-neck, tied.
Lucy notices as well, worrying her bottom lip before turning to him, chin propped on his shoulder as she leans in, lips pressing against his ear. "Wanna play a game?" Lucy asks him, one hand slipping down to rest against his thigh as she leans against him, breasts pressed tight against his arm, teasing him. She nips at his ear when no one is looking, and he shivers.
Natsu shivers, anticipation building in his gut. Lucy's fingers creep inward, dancing across sensitive skin, teasing him through his jeans. "Aren't we already?" he asks her, knowing what kind of game she really wants to play. Her lips skim the bar in his ear and he shivers, fisting at her thigh, the tattoos on his knuckles standing out against her bare skin. She gasps and he releases her, remembering they're still in public and fucking on the table would almost definitely get them kicked out, even if the idea of having her bent over and moaning makes his stomach twist pleasantly.
"Not that kind of game," she practically purrs against him, glancing around quickly, taking in the darkness of the room, neon-lights illumination the darkness. Deciding they're safe, Lucy boldly places her palm over his crotch, Natsu already half-hard beneath her.
He inhales sharply, swallowing back a moan as she squeezes gently, working him through his jeans. She bats her lashes at him, smiling coyly, and he growls back at her, Lucy playing a dangerous game with him. His fingers tighten around her thighs, dragging her in closer, and he leans in to nip at her exposed ear, mindful of anyone that could be watching. "I'm listening," he rasps, pressing a heated kiss against the corner of her jaw, Lucy tilting her chin to give him better access.
Lucy makes an appreciative sound low in her throat, gasping when he drags his teeth against her. She strokes him through his jeans in retaliation, making him snarl. He'll have a raging boner if she keeps that up, and he's damn sure that would embarrass her more than it would him. She swallows, seeming to come to the same conclusion, Lucy releasing him with a little pout that he wants to kiss away.
"Whoever ends the game with the most points wins," she tells him, humming when his hand slides from her thigh to her ass, giving her a rough squeeze. Natsu grins, satisfied, wanting to do that for hours.
Natsu slips a finger beneath the hem of her shorts, gripping at firm muscle as he feels for the lace of her panties, surprised when he finds nothing. "And what do I get if I win?" he asks, low and rough as he gives her another squeeze, a low, throaty whine pulling from Lucy. He shivers at the sound, wanting to hear it again, but knowing that once they start, they won't be able to stop, not easily at least.
He would always stop for her, if she asked him to.
Her breath quivers against him, and Natsu removes his hand, placing it back on her thigh and drawing little patterns across her skin. "I'll let you do whatever you want to me," Lucy promises, breathless as he presses butterfly kisses down her throat, thankful for the darkness surrounding them. To anyone else, it would simply look like they're whispering to each other.
At her words, Natsu bites down roughly on the side of her neck, Lucy barely suppressing a moan as his canines drag across her flesh. His grip on her thighs grows almost bruising, Natsu's heart rate picking up as he thinks of everything he'd love to do to her, things he knows would make her squirm and beg.
He releases a shaky breath, a shiver of anticipation racing down his spine. "You sure about that?" he growls harshly, his hands groping at her thighs. "Things might get a little rough for you," Natsu warns her. He noses at the corner of her jaw, pressing a gentle kiss against her heated skin.
"You're mistaken if you think I don't like things a bit rough," Lucy murmurs back, Natsu barely swallowing a groan. He can do nothing for the pleasure that shoots straight for his groin, Lucy's words stirring something inside him. She pulls away slightly, reaching to cup his cheeks and sending him a sweet smile, not nearly as heated as before. "Besides," she whispers, thumb dragging across his bottom lip, catching his lip ring slightly, "you wouldn't hurt me."
"No," he agrees, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, eyes softening as he looks at her, "I wouldn't." Natsu would beat the shit out of anyone that hurt her, including himself. He's done it before, when he was younger and angry all the time. No one ever looked at Lucy the wrong way after that, and that was all he wanted. It didn't matter how people looked at him, so long as they weren't saying anything bad about her.
She smiles at him beautifully, the glow of the lights leaving a faint, silvers glow around her. In that moment, she's more beautiful than he's ever seen her, sweaty from the game and her eyes bright from their teasing and he thinks he falls a little bit more in love with her. "And you know I wouldn't hurt you either, right?" she tells him, expression more serious than he's ever seen it.
"Yeah, I know." Natsu tilts his head to press a soft kiss against her palm, Lucy relaxing against him, her thumbs brushing against his cheekbones. If he would kill for Lucy, she would die for him, always right there beside him, holding him through the worst and smiling with him through the best. He swallows, pushing back dark thoughts. "So what happens if you win?" he asks wetting his lips.
She bites her lip, glancing down at his lips, looking at him like she wants to kiss him. "Well, I guess we'll find out, won't we?" she teases, grasping at his hand and tangling their fingers together.
"Don't get cocky, Lucy," he warns her, wondering if he could get away with shoving a hand down her pants and teasing her just a little bit more. He wouldn't dare tell her out loud, but her confidence is a definite turn-on for him. He doesn't think he would mind her bossing him around a little, even if he really likes watching her squirm beneath him, gasping and pleading for just a little bit more.
Humming in thought, she drags her fingers down the side of his neck, tickling him with her gentle touch. "I suppose that will have to wait until you're inside me, right?" She looks up at him with big honey eyes, head tilted to the side almost innocently. And he would believe that look, too, if he didn't know how dirty she could be when she wanted to.
"That was terrible," he tells her, pretending not to feel his boner getting worse. Hearing Lucy talk like that is going to be his undoing someday, he can feel it. She's going to tease him to death, preferably with his dick buried deep inside her, and that sounds strangely okay with him.
It wouldn't be the worst way to go. The most embarrassing, maybe, but not the worst.
Lucy shrugs, dragging a finger down his chest and letting her palm cover his erection, pursing her lips in thought as she gives him the slightest of squeezes. "Your 'little friend' doesn't seem to think so," she muses. "Better cover that up."
He snarls at her, silently promising that she's going to pay for that later. He'll have to remind her how big his 'little friend' really is. "Now that's a fucking filthy lie and you know it," Natsu growls lowly, practically pulling her into his lap.
"What's a filthy lie?"
A pizza box is dropped onto the booth, and Natsu and Lucy both freeze as they look up, Gray and Gajeel staring down at him in confusion. Gajeel sets two drinks down in front of them, murmuring something about how they might as well just share a drink, and then something about sucking faces, but Natsu ignores him. He blinks at Gray, who slides into the spot across from him, Loke going to bowl his turn.
His mouth grows dry, Natsu knowing he can't exactly tell the truth. He settles with a distraction instead. "Lucy was just telling me that she thinks you look nice tonight," he quips, glancing at Gray's clothes, too fancy for pizza and bowling and Natsu knows he's going to hit up the bar later.
Gray sneers at him. "Fuck you, Natsu." He crosses his arms over his chest, eyes rolling as Natsu pulls Lucy onto his lap, partly because he wants to but also to hide his… problem. "I look fucking amazing," Gray snaps, yanking a slide of pizza out of the box.
Natsu snorts, grinning as he squeezes Lucy's thigh. "Keep telling yourself that, Dickface."
Natsu wins the game by one point, but only because Lucy fumbled her last roll after he promised her exactly what he was going to do to her later, grinding his half-hard erection against her ass while she was sitting on his lap.
Granted, she doesn't seem too disappointed with her loss, excited even, if he really thought about it, and Natsu plans to make her feel pretty damn good later, so it's not much of a loss for either of them. He would have been perfectly happy with her winning, if not for his competitive streak. He may have cheated a bit, but a win is still a win. Besides, he may very well let her have her way with him later.
Just not tonight.
Natsu keeps his free arm coiled around her as they step into the theater, holding the door for her as she drags him inside. The pair shakes away the sticky, summer air, Lucy sighing in relief as she wraps an arm around his waist, her fingers digging into his shirt, clutching him to her. She grins up at him, eyes bright, ruby lips curled at the edges, and Natsu resists the urge to kiss her senseless.
They follow behind Erza and the others, neither caring which movie they see. If Natsu has his way, they won't be doing much watching anyway. They keep their arms looped around each other, whispering back and forth, little things, mostly, Natsu just liking the sound of her voice. He pays for their tickets, Lucy chastising him until he tells her she can pay for popcorn, if she really wants. He's rewarded with a smile and a sloppy kiss on the cheek that he knows leaves a stain, in Gajeel's laughter is anything to judge by.
Natsu doesn't mind though, he'll take whatever she wants to give him. Natsu supposes that makes him a bit greedy, but he doesn't give a damn. He'll just have to even the score by giving her just as much of him in return.
While Lucy's busy buying the popcorn, Natsu glances down at the movie they're being forced to watch, Erza's orders. The last Friday of every month is when they all get together for whatever the hell they all want to do. Sometimes they're lucky enough to find a carnival in town, or the weather will be nice and they can go to the beach, but usually they just hang around town, which is fine with him. Magnolia is a fine enough place to live, even if it's not nearly as bustling as Crocus or even Hargeon.
They're seeing a horror movie, apparently, which Natsu thinks is stupid, because Erza doesn't even like horror movies and will probably just end up breaking Jellal's hand again—and then Natsu'll have to drive him to the damn hospital because Erza fucking sucks at driving and doesn't have a license, and Gajeel's an ass that'll be laughing too hard, and he's one of the two people that drove tonight, and Jellal can't exactly do shit if his hand is fucked. More than that, Natsu's plans for Lucy are slightly ruined by this development. He doesn't think there's proper etiquette for putting the moves on someone in a theater, but he figures that trying to get some while people are being brutally murdered on screen is frowned upon by most.
Though, if Lucy screams they'll have a good excuse, so that's a plus.
He tosses an arm around her shoulders as Lucy skips back to him, juggling a large bag of popcorn and two drinks. The popcorn nearly slips from her hands, but he catches it before it can. Cradling the bag to his chest with one arm and tugging Lucy close to his side with the other, Natsu follows behind their friends, hanging back a few steps as he turns to press a quick kiss against her temple, reveling in the feel of her pressed against his side. Lucy only giggles, placing a sloppy kiss on his chin before pulling him along behind her.
The theater is already dark when they step inside, previews blaring. There's only a few minutes left before the movie starts, and Natsu notices the room is nearly empty. He attributes that to the fact the movie came out nearly two weeks earlier, most people already seeing it. He also thinks the time might have something to do with it, what with it being nearly midnight. Regardless, most of the room is situated in the center, a few daring teenagers sitting in the front, leaving the back empty, which is exactly what he wants.
Levy immediately heads for the middle, choosing the isle seat, and Natsu feels Lucy cringe against him, edging closer to his chest as if she wants to disappear. His heart aches for her, feeling her pain, and he squeezes her a bit tighter against him. Anger swells in his chest, Natsu shooting a glare at Levy. He doesn't know what her damn problem is, but she's been hurting Lucy for the past two weeks and he's getting sick of it.
Gajeel notices his stare and sends him a nasty look in response, though his gaze softens when he looks at Lucy. The other man's always had a soft spot for the Lucy, treating her a bit more like family than he does most people, and while Natsu knows his cousin would stick with Levy through anything, he can tell Gajeel's been noticing Lucy's abrupt absence from his daily life.
He just shrugs, sending Natsu and Lucy an almost apologetic look before sliding into the seat beside Levy. The others begin filing in after them, spreading throughout two rows, and piling together. Lucy fidgets beside him, looking like she doesn't know where to go. She's always sat between him and Levy when they see movies. Her fingers squeeze around their drinks, hands shaking slightly, and Natsu leans down to nose at her hair.
Erza waits for them, quirking an expectant brow, and he waves her off, jerking his chin towards the back. "You guys go on up front," he tells her, rubbing a comforting thumb against Lucy's hip. "We'll sit in the back. You know Lucy gets bad headaches when she's too close to the screen." He tries for a teasing tone, and it seems to work, Erza giving him a sharp nod before dragging Jellal towards the very front.
Jellal's eyes scream "help!" but Natsu thinks he's shit out of luck.
Cana twists around in her seat, sending Natsu the most shit-eating grin he's ever seen, brows wiggling at him as she glances between him and Lucy. "You gonna take care of her, Natsu?" she asks, the question innocent, save for the wicked look in Cana's eyes. She's always been one for teasing, enjoying making everyone else flustered. She hits the nail right on the head, too.
Instead of denying it and freaking out, digging himself a hole and letting Cana bury him, Natsu holds her gaze, almost lazy as he looks at her, his hand sliding low on Lucy's waist. "Don't I always?" he asks Cana. Beside him Lucy inhales sharply, pressing tighter against his side. For her part, Cana merely raises an impressed brow, barely able to contain her grin as she slowly turns back to the front, clearly dismissing them.
Good. He'd much rather avoid Cana's teasing at all costs. It's not worth his sanity, not after that time when he was sixteen and she sat him down to tell him everything he needed to know about pleasing a woman—or man, if he was into that. And he means everything, right down to the smallest things that most people probably shouldn't know about. He's pretty sure he wanted to die that day, horrified by a very drunk Cana giving him sex advice.
Though, he supposes he does have a few things to thank her for, considering Lucy seems to enjoy most of the tricks he's pulled out in the last few weeks. They've barely been able to keep their hands off each other, and Cana's advice has definitely been something of a god-send. Especially last week, when he managed to get her off without going any lower than her belly. It took damn near hours to work her up that much, but she practically melted for him at the end, and it's something he'll never be able to forget.
Shaking his dirty thoughts away, Natsu gently leads her to the back of the theater, tucking them into a corner where he's sure no one will be able to see them, not unless they really tried.
Natsu makes it halfway through the movie before realizing he really doesn't give a shit about what's happening on screen.
It's hard to pay attention to much of anything, when he has Lucy pressed against his side like that, the armrest between them pushed up so that she can cuddle up against him, legs tossed over his lap and her face buried against his neck. Her fingers trace patterns across his chest, Lucy dozing against his shoulder instead of watching the movie. He doesn't blame her either. It's not the greatest horror film he's ever seen, just bloody and gross and he'd much rather be back at his apartment with Lucy right now.
The border he gets, the more his hands begin to wander.
He did promise to take care of her, after all, and he knows she's just as frustrated right now as he is.
Lucy jolts slightly as his palm comes to rest on her bare thigh, fingers teasing the warm skin of her inner leg as he trails upwards, thumbing at the hem of her shorts. He gives her a gentle squeeze and Lucy wiggles on his lap, glancing up at him briefly, before turning back to the movie. She doesn't shove him off, and Natsu takes it as a good sign, leaning down to press his mouth to her neck, trailing slow, hot kisses down her throat.
She tilts her chin for him, knees spreading just enough for Natsu to worm his hand between her thighs, the heel of his palm pressing against her roughly through her shorts. Lucy sighs through her nose, breathing growing a tad deeper, and Natsu smirks as he works his way down her neck, being careful not to leave any marks behind, not wanting to know how much teasing they'd get for that.
Deciding a little payback for before is necessary, Natsu makes quick work of unbuttoning her shorts, yanking down the zipper quietly before delving inside. Lucy gasps as he drags two fingers along her covered core, Lucy already wet from their earlier teasing. His fingers come away sticky and she shivers, twitching slightly. He prods at her clit through her underwear and she gasps, hips jerking against his hand, and he grins against her throat, nipping at her.
"Right here?" she murmurs, allowing Natsu to spread her legs wider so that he can better touch her, Natsu lightly snapping her underwear against her skin, making her squirm against him. He slips a finger below her panties, dipping into her wetness and making her whimper slightly.
Sex in a movie theater seems juvenile and a bit awkward, but he can't deny the thrill of it. Besides, he doesn't plan on doing anything like that here, he just wants to tease her a bit, get here all worked up for later. He doesn't have to. Lucy doesn't need the extra teasing, but he's been wanting to touch her all night, and he doesn't think he can wait another hour for the movie to finish. "You did say anything," he reminds her, stroking her soaked core with a finger, spreading her wetness.
"I meant back at your place," she huffs, but bucks into his touch when rolls her clit between his fingers. A pleased sound leaves her throat, and Natsu has enough time to smirk before she yanks him down, dragging him into a needy kiss. Her arms lock around his neck, fingers curling through his hair.
Natsu sighs against her, pulling back just enough to mumble, "you know I'll stop if you ask me to," against her lips, before Lucy drags him down for another rough kiss, her hips surging up to meet the teasing strokes of his fingers.
Lucy yelps as he shoves her back against the door, his mouth immediately swallowing her appreciative moan as his hands hook around her thighs. Natsu lifts her clear off the ground, Lucy's long legs wrapping around his hips as he presses her up against his front door with a bang that he hopes his neighbors don't hear. His grip on her thighs is bruising, but Lucy only keens at the rough treatment, arching into his chest as her fingers tangle in his hair, her lips moving against his.
Her legs squeeze around his hips as he settles against her, mouth meeting hers in a fiery kiss. He forces her head back against the door, enjoying the way she squirms against him, fingers pulling at him tighter as she rolls her hips against his. Her thighs quake around him when he grinds against her, a soft, fluttery sigh leaving Lucy. The breathy sound makes him shiver, his fingers sliding high on her legs, teasing the hem of her shorts.
Lucy's fingers ghost down the sides of his neck, teasing touch making Natsu's hips snap against hers. She pulls back to murmur his name against his lips, and Natsu's heart seizes. He decides that he loves hearing his name on her lips, hearing her call out to him, lost to the sensations of him touching her. He's never been much of a romantic, but if she asked him to wax poetic about the way she says his name, he would do it, if only to make her laugh just a little bit harder than usual.
Fingers tease the skin of his collarbone, Lucy sighing happily against him as he leans in for a slower, softer kiss, rocking them together lazily as he traces patterns on her outer thighs, drawing circles and stars across her skin. Her legs squeeze around his hips, arms coming to loop around his neck as she traces the seam of his lips with the tip of her tongue, nipping at the ring in his lip. He's beginning to think she has a bit of an oral fixation, what with the way she loves to play with his piercings, nipping and licking at the metal in his lip and ears. He isn't much better, though his focus remains on her skin, determined to make her feel as good as she makes him.
Lucy sighs again winding her fingers through his hair and pressing him tighter against her. She nibbles at his bottom lip, shivering when his piercing presses against the corner of her mouth. He leans into her, hands squeezing her thighs tightly as he rocks his hips into hers, liking the way she exhales heavily against him. His teeth nip at her bottom lip, tongue teasing her skin, coaxing her to play. She giggles, carding her fingers through his hair.
Shivering against him as his palms slide higher up her thighs, fingertips slipping beneath her shorts to tease her skin, Lucy bites at him, trapping his lower lip between both of her teeth and nibbling. Natsu growls at her, shuddering as she sucks his lower lip into her mouth, tongue grazing it lightly before tracing over his lip ring. His hands slip beneath her, fisting at her ass and giving her a rough squeeze. Lucy moans against him, shuddering, and pulls away from his lips, teeth grazing the steel loop in his lip, the cool metal making her sigh. Groaning against her mouth, Natsu tears his lip from her grasp.
He presses his forehead against hers as he pants, eyes blinking open to lock with hers. She trembles under his heated look, teeth worrying her bottom lip. Something warm spreads through his chest when he sees her smiling up at him, her fingers cool against his cheeks, thumbs stroking at his skin, trusting him to hold her up, knowing he would never drop her, not if he couldn't catch her.
Lucy's hands slip down to his hips, fisting in the material of his shirt, and she gives an insistent tug. Her legs squeeze around him as she drags the fabric up his chest, his shirt catching beneath his arms. Natsu chuckles at her pout, Lucy looking at his shirt like he wants to rip it. He releases her slowly, making sure she can hold herself up, not wanting her to fall. Again, she squeezes around him, a silent promise that she'll be fine. He peels his hands away from her, Lucy balancing precariously. Natsu's hands drop to cover hers, their fingers linking together as they yank his shirt over his head.
The black fabric hits the floor, forgotten, and Natsu gently loops her arms around his neck. One hangs loosely down his back, Lucy's fingers perusing the newly bared skin with a sigh. His own hands drag down her sides, slipping beneath her shirt to glide his fingers across her belly, her skin soft and smooth beneath his touch. She giggles against him, peppering kisses along his jaw and chin, and he sighs, liking the feel of her lips on his skin.
She pulls back slowly, blinking up at him, and he grins before dipping his chin to drag her into another harsh kiss. His tongue slides across the seam of her lips slowly, tasting her lip-gloss. She tastes like pomegranates and the color red, and when he tugs her lower lip between his teeth she moans his name. Lucy squirms, tugging at his hair harshly, encouraging him to be rougher with her, like she asked for earlier. Lucy smiles against him, her lips parting slightly, and he takes the opportunity.
Her entire body quivers with a sigh when his tongue sweeps through her mouth, touching everywhere. He groans at the taste of her, her mouth hot and wet against his. Lucy gives his tongue a sharp suck, grazing him with her teeth and he pulls out of her mouth. Natsu snarls down at her, jerking her forward as he bucks against her, grinding his hard cock against her covered core. She gasps against him, moaning as her hips rock back against his, Lucy rutting against him and panting.
Natsu shoves her back against the door, hips rolling against hers harshly. His teeth nip at her lips, coaxing lewd sounds from Lucy which he muffles with his lips. She whines against him, squirming, and he groans as her legs squeeze around him, trembling beneath his fingers. Her fingers rake through his hair, tugging at the bright strands ruthlessly in retaliation, fingers twisting and pulling as he presses harder against her, hips shifting against hers. Her nails dig into his scalp and he moans in the back of his throat, the sound muffled by their connected lips. His fingers dig into her leg, squeezing roughly.
Her hands slip down to cup his face, fingers stroking his cheeks softly. Her hips circle against his, surprising him into a groan at her languid pace, and then she bucks against him roughly. The movement startles him, ripping a growl from his chest that makes her shiver. His teeth sink into her lower lip hard enough to make her whine, and he pulls back slowly, reluctantly, soothing her skin with a slow lick. She catches his upper lip between her teeth briefly as he's pulling away. His forehead presses against hers, both of them breathing heavily, but it doesn't stop her from leaning up to steal another kiss, her fingers tangling in his hair.
Natsu nuzzles her cheek as her hands slide down his chest, tracing the muscles of his abdomen, well-defined after hours of training. His lips meet her skin once more, hot wet kisses trailing over her jaw and down her neck without warning. She gasps, squirming against him as he roughly bites and sucks at her pulse point, lips lazily trailing down the column of her throat, nosing at her soft skin. "Oh," she gasps as teases her throat, panting as he peruses her neck, tilting her head up to give him better access. "Natsu," she murmurs, eyes slipping shut as he finds a particularly sensitive spot below her jaw.
His mouth peppers kisses up from her neck to her jaw and then to her ear, nibbling at the lobe and making her wriggle against his lower half, his arousal pulsing as she rocks against him. Lucy gasps as he trails back down, head tilting to the side as he starts planting hot, open-mouthed kisses along her throat. Natsu bites her roughly and she yelps, surprised, but he quickly soothes the spot with a slow lick, a hard suck following.
One hand slips down, groping at her ass over her shorts and grinding her hips against his. A hiss leaves him at the rough contact of her core gyrating against him in a slow grind. Natsu moans her name, head falling forward to rest against her bare shoulder, still peppering kisses against her skin.
Her fingers ghost over his hips before grasping his arousal through his clothes, palming him roughly. Natsu moans against her bare skin, teeth pressing into her shoulder to muffle the sound. One of his hands slams against the wood beside her head, his hand clenched into a tight, desperate fist that jostles them both, the door quivering beneath his touch. His mouth leaves her, his breaths ragged as he presses into her hand, forehead dragging against her shoulder roughly.
Natsu bats her fingers away, having other things planned for her, and yanks her shirt over her head roughly, Lucy gasping as she's nearly caught in the fabric, back arching into him to help. He tosses it to the floor somewhere behind him, uncaring of where it ends up. He forces her arms back around him, smothering her gasp as he shoves off the wall. Unsteady beneath their combined weight, Natsu wraps his arms around her tightly, sighing at the feel of her bare skin pressed against his.
He turns them slowly, stumbling towards the nearest piece of furniture, suddenly glad he knows his apartment so well, despite hardly ever being home.
Lucy moans when he drops her onto a cool, glossy surface, her thighs twitching around him. "The table?" she asks him, incredulous and breathless as he drags his mouth down the side of her throat, sharp teeth pricking at her skin. His fingers patter against her sides to his own rhythm, one that makes Lucy squirm.
His fingers leave her to press against the surface he's dropped her on, feeling smooth glass beneath his fingers, making him realize that he has indeed dropped her on Gray's very nice, very clean table. "There a problem with that?" he grunts, grinding against her thigh. The thought of the two of them making it filthy is enough to have the rest of his blood running south, Natsu practically salivating at the thought of bending her over and fucking her from behind. He thinks she'd like that, the little spitfire that she is.
"Your room is only a few feet away," she reminds him, giggling as his thumb rubs against a spot just below her bra, tickling her ribs. He'll have to remember that for later. He snorts, thinking that she's definitely one to talk, considering she didn't seem to mind when she was jumping him on her couch.
He hums against her skin, nipping at her throat before yanking her to the edge of the table, thrusting against her roughly. "I don't think you'll be complaining when I'm fucking you in a couple minutes," he growls lowly, feeling her shiver against him, legs tightening in anticipation.
She trembles as he ducks down further, nosing at the swell of her breasts, barely kept in place by the black, lacy number she's wearing. He likes it on her, but can't help thinking she'd look better in red. "What about Gray?" she murmurs, reminding him that he's the one with the roommate, and she really doesn't want an audience.
Natsu shakes his head, pressing a gentle kiss against her pulse. "He never comes back here with his 'dates,' " he promises, nosing at her skin.
He pulls away from her neck, sending her a dark and filthy look before he drops to a crouch, eyes never once leaving hers as he dips to eyelevel with her covered core. Natsu's hands slip down her torso languidly, thumbs hooking around the waistband of her shorts. Lucy seems to understand, her fingers fumbling with the button clumsily, her eyes bright with anticipation. He hears the clatter of the button coming undone, her pants loosening around her hips, and he yanks it down her legs without warning, Lucy helping him along, desperate to feel him against her slit.
She gasps at the cool air tickling her drenched opening, panties already slick from the hours they've spent teasing each other. Her shorts slip down her legs, Lucy flicking them off with one foot. She quivers as his hands curl around her knees, easily pulling them apart and baring her center to his eyes. Natsu licks his lips, greedy eyes drinking in the wet, black lace clinging to her skin, Lucy sopping wet and ready for him.
Natsu thinks he likes this more than anything else, making her wet and wanting for him, knowing he makes her react like this.
His grip tightens appreciatively on her thighs, fingers trailing inward as Lucy moans, as responsive as always. His thumb gently brushes against the lace between her legs, Natsu swearing when the digit comes away slick with her juices. Natsu presses down on her covered clit teasingly, making her buck into his hand.
"Really?" she asks him, half teasing as she looks down at him between her legs, Natsu's eyes dark and focused on her wet heat. "You'd rather fuck me with your tongue than get a blowjob?" He shivers at her words, noticing something like smug confusion on her face, and Natsu growls, determined to wipe the grin right off her face.
Snarling at her, Natsu's fingers wrap around her thigh harshly, yanking her forward until she's balancing precariously on the edge of the table. She squeals and he drapes her left thigh over his shoulder, turning to press a needy kiss against the newly bared skin. His other hand stays on her knee, keeping her legs spread for him.
"Lucy," he growls against her lacy panties, fingers teasing her sensitive thighs, "if you think a blowjob is better than that expression on your face when I make you cum, than you obviously haven't seen it before." He could get high off of the faces she makes, the sounds she makes. Natsu's positive that there's nothing more gratifying than her face twisted in absolute ecstasy. "I'll have to fix that later," he murmurs, dragging the flat of his tongue against her damp underwear.
She keens, fisting at his hair as she curls over his head, doubling over and panting as his mouth latches onto her covered slit. Natsu laps at her, the tip of his tongue teasing her clit through her panties. "Is that a promise?" she moans, shivering against him and pulling roughly at his hair. She tries to rock against his mouth, but he growls, pinning her hip to the table.
Natsu keeps his eyes on Lucy as he teases her, watching her quiver, her head thrown back in delight, honey eyes squeezed shut as she pants. His cock twitches against his jeans when she mewls, Natsu wanting to turn her around and bend her over, but more than that wanting to taste her.
He grazes his teeth against her, Lucy's clit throbbing as the drenched lace of her underwear rubs against her perfectly. Her toes curl, Lucy panting his name, a breathy moan leaving her throat. Her fingers twitch against his sweaty neck, a coil already winding high in her aching center.
Her leg is hoisted higher over his shoulder, her bare toes teasing his lower back. "It's whatever the hell you want it to be," he growls back at her, thumb curling around the crotch of her panties and yanking them aside.
Yelping, Lucy's thighs squeeze tighter around him, but Natsu doesn't hesitate as leans in, thumb gliding through her dripping slit, spreading the sticky fluids staining her pussy and thighs. She whimpers, pulling at his hair, but he ignores her, wanting to make her feel good. Natsu nearly groans when the smell of her core assaults his senses, the heady smell of sex curling around them. "Fuck, Lucy," he grunts, swallowing thickly and drying not to drool. "You smell so fucking good."
She shivers, a desperate moan falling from her pretty, red lips as his thumb flicks her clit roughly, sending a shock through her entire body. He knows what she likes, and while he wouldn't mind taking things slower she did say she wanted things rough tonight.
He doesn't waste time teasing her, not tonight. They can save that for later. His thumb rolls over her aching clit as he drags a long, slow lick across her sticky thigh, her legs trembling around him. "Natsu," she whines, arching into him, red-painted toes curling against his back. She sounds needy, breathy, and Natsu fights to ignore his own arousal, not wanting to cum in his pants.
Humming to himself, he drags a long, rough lick along her slit, tongue flat as he tastes her, eyes rolling back. She moans and his lips seal around her clit, giving her a harsh suck that makes her sob his name. His fingers bite into her hip as she grinds against his mouth, Natsu yanking her closer as his teeth tease her skin.
"Fuck, Natsu," she moans, hips bucking against his mouth as his tongue slips inside of her, hot and wet as he caresses her everywhere, practically drinking from her wetness. He returns to her clit quickly, growling against her as he traces tight circles around her pulsing button, making her whine and quiver before flicking at the hardening nub. "Please," she murmurs, pulling at his hair as he pulls her clit between his teeth and sucks. "Natsu," she chokes out, practically sobbing his name as he guides her to her climax, wanting her to cum at least once before he fucks her.
Groaning against her slick heat, Natsu spreads her legs enough to slip a hand between her thighs, giving no warning as two fingers slipping inside of her, long and thick and unyielding. Lucy doubles over, moaning, pulling at his hair with shaky fingers. Lucy curls around his head as he thrusts his fingers inside of her, suckling her clit and practically feeding off her whines and muffled moans, so loud he's sure the neighbors can hear them.
A needy sound is cooed against his ear, Lucy moaning his name as he curls his digits inside her, fingertips scrapping roughly against her walls, beckoning her to come for him.
She throws her head back with a half-scream, grinding into his hand and riding his fingers as he slips a third digit deep inside her, stretching her as he continues to pump into her, fingers twisting and pulling as he drives her towards the edge. Her eyes roll back as sucks her clit, Natsu's sharp gaze catching every twitch of her expression. "God—yes—Natsu, please, just—" she cuts off, as his fingers twist sharply inside her, a moan cutting off her words.
His wrist snaps against her harshly, fingers dragging against her inner walls, pumps becoming faster, rougher, and Lucy's needy sounds grow louder. She whines, barely able to breathe as his fingers fuck her faster, moaning as his prodding digits twist inside of her roughly, dragging out slowly before plunging back in hard enough to jostle her against the table, Lucy's sweat-slicked thighs clinging to the glass.
Natsu sucks on her clit, fingers curling inside her, and she comes apart in his hand, walls sucking him in deeper as she milks his thrusting fingers, a throaty moan of his name slipping from her open mouth. She sobs as he continues thrusting, not giving her a moment to rest as he draws out her orgasm, Lucy twitching almost violently as he pulls at all the right strings inside her.
Not for the first time, he's thankful that she isn't a one-and-done kind of girl, wanting her to cum on his hand one more time before he fucks her.
His eyes lock on her face, Natsu watching her expression contort with bliss as he continues to thrust into her brutally, fingers twisting inside her as he rubs his digits against her inner walls, making her keen. He doesn't give her a moment to relax as he continues his assault on her clit, lapping at her and pinching at her bud with his sharp teeth.
He jerks back suddenly, panting as he pumps his fingers into her, watching as Lucy rides his hand, allowing her hips to swivel and meet his hard thrusts. She pants, grinding into him when he curls his fingers just right. A sound the mix between a moan and a sob spills from her throat, Lucy whispering his name, voice thick with calls of his name and praises as she threads her fingers through his hair.
He swallows thickly, throat bobbing with the motion as he watches sticky fluids drip down her lower lips and coat his fingers and her thighs, her wetness dripping on the table and forming a puddle that makes his mind go numb.
Natsu growls, wanting to see her cum again. He snaps his fingers into her roughly and rips a sob from her chest, Lucy's hips lurching off the table as she falls backwards, barely able to catch herself on her elbows. Her eyes fly open as he nicks a spot inside her, fingers rubbing harshly. "P-please," she breathes, panting. "Oh, god, Natsu, please." She whimpers when his fingers twist inside her, prodding at that special spot and making her legs tremble embarrassingly.
"Fucking shit, Lucy" he snarls tongue flicking out to taste the salt building on her skin, forceful as he licks her. Lucy whimpers as he returns to lapping at her clit, fingers twisting inside of her in the most wonderful way. He beckons her closer to the edge, fingers curling as he drags them along her walls, prodding at a spot along the top that makes her let out a little sob of his name. Her legs tremble as her hips swivel to meet his strong, relentless hand, shamelessly riding his fingers as he thrusts into her roughly, strokes of his fingers brutal and driving her insane. His cock only grows harder the more responsive she gets, Natsu quivering as she fucks his hand.
He groans against her and the vibration makes her sob. Natsu rolls her clit with his tongue before taking it between his teeth, pinching it slightly. His fingers thrust against a sensitive spot inside her and she moans his name, Natsu humming in acknowledgment, as he continues to strike that spot, pulling a throaty moan from Lucy.
Natsu begins to drag his fingers out less, driving them back in faster, harder, reaching deeper inside her, caressing something fantastic that makes her melt against the tabletop.
"Cum for me, Lucy," he demands, growling against her clit. "Just one more time." She jolts at the low, throaty tone of his voice, whimpering as she bites her lip, eyes screwing shut. Her clit throbs and Natsu takes it in his lips, lavishing it with his tongue and sucking roughly, pinching it between his teeth until she's trembling, twisting and sobbing his name.
Natsu drags the calloused tips of his fingers roughly along her walls at the same time he wraps his lips around her clit and gives a hard suck, drawing a sound between a scream and a moan from Lucy. She trembles, jerking off the table to fist at his hair, and cums on his hand with a whimper of his name, falling apart as her eyes roll back.
His thrusts don't stop until she's a quivering mess against the table, boneless as she lies back, unable to hold herself up any longer. Her walls flutter around his hand, sucking at his fingers and dragging him in deeper with each harsh thrust. She twitches, back arching, and he finally slows his thrusts when she begins to whimper, allowing her to relax. Lucy moans softly as he slips his fingers out of her messy core, and Natsu gently drags his fingertips along her thighs, knowing how sensitive she still is.
Lucy shivers as his wet fingers trail over her thigh, her juices left to spill from her, coating her legs and dripping onto the table beneath her, left to puddle on the glass and leave messy streaks. Natsu meets her eyes, gaze heated as he lifts his glistening fingers to his mouth and dips them inside, sucking them off and making her inhale sharply.
Natsu gives her a moment to relax, rising to his feet unsteadily before leaning over her, forearms pressed against the table as he presses sweet kisses against her smooth stomach. Lucy sighs, panting beneath him, and raises her shaky arms to loop them around his neck, fingers gently weaving through his hair. A satisfied sound spills from her lips, Lucy giving him a gentle tug, dragging him up to meet her in a lazy kiss.
Gently, he drags her to the edge of the table, keeping his hands on her hips as he places her back on the ground. Lucy wobbles, legs shaky beneath her, but Natsu doesn't think that'll be a problem for much longer.
Excited, he jerks her around without warning, pressing her back flush against him and pinning her between him and the glossy table. She gasps, surprised, and Natsu curls one arm around her hips, the other coming up to tangle in her messy hair, tilting her head to the side. Natsu presses a heated kiss just below her ear, working a hickey onto her skin as Lucy sighs, leaning back against him. Her head drops back against his shoulder, fingers lacing through his around her hips, and she hums as he takes her lobe between his teeth and nips at her.
Both of his hands slide down to grab her hips, Natsu thrusting against her roughly, grinding her ass back against him. His hot breath fans against her ear. "Bend over," he growls, nosing at her throat and making her squirm.
She hesitates, glancing at him over her shoulder. Lucy stares back at him nervously, lip caught between her teeth, wary, and he leans in to nuzzle her cheek, pressing butterfly kisses across her cheek and jaw. Slowly, she relaxes against him, fingers squeezing around his, grip twice as strong as his. He'll stop the moment she wants him to, and he hopes she knows that, Natsu not wanting to push her into something like this.
Gently, she allows him to lower her into a deep bend, her chest flush against the cool table. He rocks against her slowly, wanting to gain her trust in the new, delicate position.
Natsu hesitates, waiting, giving her a chance to tell him to stop, but that moment never comes. Growing tired of his lazy touches, Lucy grinds her ass back against his erection, murmuring something that sounds like "fucking hurry up!" before he suddenly thrusts against her, grip tightening on her hips as he stands behind her. Natsu leans down, brushing her hair to the side as he kisses just below her ear.
She trembles below him, the heat of him pressed along her spine as Natsu looms over her, growling against her ear as he trails wet kisses along her neck. Lucy arches against him, murmuring his name softly. He pulls away from her just a breath, nosing her neck, as his hand leaves her to yank at his belt, nails ripping at the leather to set his cock free.
Lucy gasps below him as she hears the clatter of metal, Natsu's belt dropping to the floor with a sharp clang, the sound loud in the otherwise silent room. She starts to turn, but he doesn't let her, not wanting her to know when it's coming, wanting to surprise her. She trembles, impatient, and he doesn't make her wait long as his hips press into her ass. Natsu thrusts against her sharply, cock pressing along her sensitive slit and making her shiver.
He slides along her wetness, coating his cock in her juices as he nuzzles her ear, moaning her name quietly. Lucy's fingers twitch against the table, her whole body trembling with anticipation. Natsu thrusts along her slick opening, panting in her ear as he nips at her throat. "Holy shit, Lucy," he snarls, nosing at her sticky skin as he rolls his hips against her ass. "Don't plan on walking tomorrow," Natsu growls against her ear, grinding against her.
She nods jerkily, shivering at his words as she lurches back against him.
One hand slips around her hips to roll against her swollen clit, Lucy sobbing and twitching beneath him, hips jerking back against his. She whimpers his name and rocks back against his hard cock, silently begging him to just fuck her already. He grins against her, dragging his tongue down the column of her throat. "I'm going to make you remember my cock every time you take a step," he growls, moaning when she jerks against him.
His grip tightens on her hip, his thrusts shallow against her dripping opening, the flared head of his cock prodding at her entrance teasingly. "Fuck, Lucy," Natsu groans against her ear, nipping at the lobe, "you're so fucking wet." She shivers, quivering as he continues to talk to her. Natsu inhales sharply, muscles tensing as he swallows. His tip kisses her clit, making her hiss as he rubs along her once more, pressing her further into the table. "What do you want, Lucy?" he asks her, voice low and rough as he slides along her opening, wanting to be inside her, but needing her to trust him in this position. He rocks against her ass sharply, groaning when she whimpers, trembling.
"Natsu," she moans as he pants against her ear. She almost cums just from the feel of him sliding along her slick skin, she's so sensitive. Natsu's fingers bite into her hip roughly as she squirms against him. "Natsu, please," she begs, "I want you inside me."
That's what he wants to hear.
Lucy has no warning before his cock shoves inside her brutally fast, sliding in easily she's so wet. She moans loudly, nearly screaming as she claws at the table as his thick length fills her completely, Natsu long and hard inside of her, pressing tight against her sweet spot inside. He groans as her wet walls suck at his cock, dragging him in deeper. Unable to stay still for long, he snaps his hips against hers, moving inside of her roughly.
Her hips rock back to meet his harsh thrusts and he growls. Natsu presses flush against her back, hips thrusting against hers harshly in response, grinding into her roughly, his tip prodding at a sweet spot inside her. Natsu presses wet kisses along her neck and shoulders as his cock drags along her walls. His hips snap forward roughly, filling her so suddenly that she moans. A cord pulls tight in his gut, Natsu knowing he's not bound to last long, not after getting her off twice already, but he wants to tip her over the edge at least once more before letting himself go.
His hands curl around her hips as he forces her back to meet his powerful thrusts, Lucy moaning unabashedly as he pounds into her. A choked gasp tears from Lucy's throat as he shoves into her, leaving her whimpering at the feeling of him stretching her from behind. Natsu drags his teeth across her neck, liking the little gasps she makes as he nips at her pulse, and she jerks back to meet his thrusts, shrieking slightly at a particularly rough thrust.
At the sound of her loud cry, Natsu picks up the pace, stealing the breath from her lungs with a rough snap of his hips, movements sharp and fast, Natsu grinding against her harshly. She gasps at the unexpected power of his hips rutting against hers. Lucy arches into him, sweaty palms slipping against the table, but he holds her up, keeping her in place as his hips snap against hers. Natsu pounds into her relentlessly, hips thrusting against hers roughly as Lucy's hips jerk back to meet him, matching his thrusts with her own as she circles against him slowly.
Walls sucking at his retreating length, Lucy moans as the head of his cock rubs against a sensitive spot along the top of her walls, pushing her closer to the edge. Natsu smirks against her skin, knowing she's close already, right where he wants her. She sobs as she shoves herself back onto his cock, arching her back to let him reach deeper inside her.
Natsu thrusts into her to his own rhythm—fast and brutal as he makes her writhe and sob beneath him, liking the way she calls his name, high off her pleasure. She's so far gone at this point, and he knows it'll only take a few more precise rolls of his hips to make her come undone beneath him. He thumbs her clit and she pants his name, begging him to fuck her harder. He complies, giving her what she wants.
"Lucy," Natsu moans in her ear, the coil in his gut winding tight, his cock twitching inside her as he fills her to the brim. He snarls her name, voice low and guttural and she squeezes around him, shaking, her hips rolling against his in harsh snaps. He swallows down a moan, eyes rolling back as she clamps down on him tightly, not wanting to cum before her. He thrusts into her harder, faster, pulling out less than he did before, and she whimpers, gasping, fingers twitching against the tabletop. "Fuck, Lucy," he rasps against her ear, leaning in to nip at her soft skin, the muscles of his torso pressed tight against the length of her spine, Natsu unrelenting in his powerful thrusts as he snarls against her skin.
She whines and Natsu smirks against her clammy neck, dragging his flat tongue against her nape, suckling at her skin roughly, sure to leave a bruise later. A hard snap of his hips has her keening, a sob spilling from her lips as she trembles. Natsu doesn't know how much more either of them can handle, Lucy already wound tight from him playing with her earlier and Natsu doing a number on himself for the same reason. He gropes at her waist suddenly, shoving her back onto him, their hips meeting with a wet smack. Her walls suck at him hungrily and he moans against her throat, pressing hot open-mouthed kisses against her sweaty skin, tongue flicking out to taste her.
"Holy shit, Natsu," Lucy pants, fingers curling around the edge of the table until her knuckles turn white with the pressure. "You're so fucking big." The praise slips from her lips with a throaty moan and Natsu's ego swells, cock pulsing inside her. She quivers beneath him, his hands and the table the only thing keeping her standing. "Please," she pants, Natsu knowing what she wants.
He grunts, plowing into her, Lucy nearly losing her grip on the glass at his harsh thrust. Tears build in the corners of her eyes, Lucy sobbing as she twitches, his touch becoming too much, Lucy wound tight with pleasure just waiting to spill over. She rocks back against him and Natsu leans up, staring at their joined hips. "Shit, Lucy, you take all of me like a good girl," he praises, jerking her head around to kiss her roughly, Lucy moaning into his mouth with each thrust.
Natsu pulls back slightly, pressing wet kisses against her neck. He snarls against her skin before dragging his tongue down the column of her throat, tasting her sweat-slicked skin, shivering as the whine of his name. He grunts against her, a low, strangled sound shoving passed his lips before he begins jack-hammering into her center, not giving her a moment to breathe as he pounds into her.
Two fingers rub furiously at her clit, Natsu determined to get her off once more. She sobs his name, moaning, hips jerking against his. His breathing becomes erratic, Natsu panting against the back of her neck. Natsu pounds into her core so unbelievably fast that the breath is knocked from her lungs, Lucy struggling to breathe for several seconds. His thumb joins his fingers at her core and he pinches her clit roughly, rolling it between his fingers.
Her orgasm tears through her, fast and rough, and she chokes on his name, a silent scream leaving her. She tenses at the rough pinch, body writhing beneath him as her walls milk his cock, still pounding into her from behind, sucking him in deeper as she moans.
Natsu doesn't stop thrusting into her, his fingers still moving roughly against her clit, twisting and pinching, rubbing in fast circles to make her see stars. It only prolongs her release, stretching her climax for what feels like hours, until she's a sobbing, writhing mess beneath him. White, hot light blinds her vision, her legs quivering beneath her as her pussy shudders around him, sucking him in deeper as his thrusts becoming frenzied.
Lucy pants his name, slumping against the table, boneless, as his hips snap forward against hers, his cock twitching inside of her as he pushes into her roughly, jarring her three more times before the cord in his belly snaps, Natsu shouting her name as he spills himself deep inside of her, her pussy milking him.
His cum fills her to the brim, hot enough to make her toes curl as he thrusts into her slowly several times, Lucy trembling through the aftershock. He strokes her hair gently, peppering kisses along her jaw as she pants, their mixed fluids spilling from her slit, dripping down and splattering against her thighs.
Natsu noses at her, softening cock slipping from inside her as he gently pulls back. Lucy whines at the feeling of him sliding inside her sensitive core, and he hushes her gently, pressing a gentle kiss against her shoulder before leaning back. Slowly, he guides Lucy to stand, her arms and legs wobbling beneath her as he coaxes her to turn around.
Lucy meets his gaze, her eyes tired, but she smiles for him, still panting to catch her breath. He brushes a sweaty lock of hair away from her eyes, fingertips trailing down her sides slowly. She whimpers, shuddering, and his eyes widen at how sensitive she is. Gently, he pulls her against his chest, hands curling around her thighs as he lifts her off the ground. Natsu stumbles slightly, his own legs shaky beneath him, but Lucy only curls around him completely, legs wrapping around his waist as she drapes her arms around his neck lazily, sighing against him as she presses kisses along her jaw.
Her wet panties slide across his stomach, Natsu tucking himself back inside his unbuttoned pants slowly. "You okay?" he asks Lucy, one hand coming up to tangle in her hair, the other smoothing up and down her back gently as he noses her exposed ear. She doesn't say anything for a long moment, making an icy hand curl around his heart and squeeze, Natsu afraid he may have hurt her.
In hindsight, he knows he should have asked her about this earlier—shouldn't have just bent her over like that without having a proper discussion about it first and—
As if hearing his thoughts, Lucy leans back, meeting his eyes with a tired but happy smile. "I'm okay, Natsu," she promises, leaning in to press a sweet, lazy kiss against his mouth before tucking herself against his shoulder.
He holds her closer, pressing his lips against her temple as he glances at the clock on the wall, noticing it's nearly four in the morning already. He wrinkles his nose, suddenly exhausted, and wraps his arms around Lucy just a bit tighter as he walks to his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him dropping onto his bed, careful not to crush a giggling Lucy beneath him as he rolls and settles her on top of him.
She murmurs a sleepy goodnight against his mouth, pressing a sloppy kiss against his lips, and he peppers her face with kisses as she pulls back, fighting with the covers as he struggles to lift them while also taking off his jeans. He nearly falls off the bed for his efforts, making Lucy laugh even harder than before.
AN: So, this might be pretty similar to the other smut I did recently, both because I stupidly did two table sex scenes recently, and also because I think I fucked up the files for these two. I always keep the smut in a separate doc while writing (because reasons, you know?), and my computers been weird lately, so I just kind of rolled with it and hoped for the best. Besides, it's smut, at the end of the day the words all blur together. It's hard to write, and there's only so many different ways you can talk about two people going at it. Sue me.
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