Thank you all who have given me feedback! It means the world to me and definitely fuels my motivation! I'm so glad you're enjoying this!

Also, I want to answer a sort of 'FAQ', if you will, and that regards the potential romantic relationship between Natsu and Lucy. I want to inform you all that I am a sappy romantic at heart and love me some good happy endings, so perhaps keep that in mind!

I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!

"A-and then, get this, y-you climbed Elfman like a fucking tree!" Natsu said, his arms wrapped around his stomach as he laughed hysterically.

"I what?!" Lucy shrieked. After she had gotten her shirt back from Mira, she decided she really needed to get out of the guild hall. She wasn't sure what happened last night, and Natsu was acting far too smug for her liking. So, she dragged him to the river near his home and prepared herself for the embarrassment of hearing what was to come.

Apparently the moment Lucy's memory started to fade from last night was about the same time things started to go downhill. According to Natsu, she had:

Taken off her shirt and claimed she and Cana were 'twinsies.'

Danced with Vijeeter atop almost every table in the hall.

Stretched herself across the bar and began to purr and meow like a cat.

Joined Gajeel in a duet on stage.

Made Natsu chase her around the guild hall.

And now, she had also apparently climbed Elfman in hopes of escaping Natsu.

"This is so bad. Oh my god, I can't believe it…" Lucy said, burying her face in her hands.

"So what you're saying is I should spare you the more raunchy details?"

"WHAT?" Her head shot up and she was wide-eyed and clearly on the verge of panicking. Natsu, of course, just laughed.

"Relax. Like I said, our secret wasn't spilled. The girls still think what happened between us was a one-time thing. But that doesn't mean you didn't almost compromise it all." Lucy really didn't want to ask, but she had to.

"Wh-what did I do?"

"You sure you wanna know?" Natsu asked. She nodded slowly. "Well, when you were sitting on Elfman's shoulders, I said I was going to take you home and get you to bed. Really, I don't think I ever saw such excitement on anyone's face. You looked like a kid on Christmas morning in a room full of presents."

"Oh, god…"

"When you finally complied, you were physically wrapped around me and wouldn't let go. You put my scarf around yourself and you were all over me, whispering in my ear all the things you wanted me to do to you, dragging your lips under my ear. I got your ass out of there as fast as I could."

"Oh my god, Natsu, I'm so sorry… I could have ruined everything. I mean, if someone were to find out… that would be awful. I'm so sorry." She looked to him, but saw an unreadable expression on his face as he picked at the grass. Realizing he had fallen silent, he looked up at her with that charming grin of his.

"No worries, Luce, I had it all under control!"

"So then you got me home and I wanted a bath?"

"If you want the short story, yes. That is eventually what happened."

"Eventually?" Lucy squeaked. Natsu crawled towards her, and she instinctively leaned back until she was lying in the grass and he was over top of her. His voice lowered to that deep, husky sound when he spoke again.

"Well, you tried to get out of my arms and pull me into any alley we walked past." Natsu leaned his head down and ghosted his lips over her jaw. Lucy let out a shuddered breath. He reached up and pulled his scarf away, and Lucy's eyes widened at the bruises and bitemarks that littered his neck and throat. "When you weren't trying to escape, you were busy doing this."

"I…" Lucy began, but wasn't sure what she was going to say, anyway. Natsu leaned back in and nipped at her earlobe, making her gasp.

"You kept telling me how much you needed me. You used such crude language that I never would have imagined little miss Lucy Heartfilia ever saying."

"Wh-what… what did I say?" Lucy breathed out, her hands moving to clutch at his vest. She wasn't sure she wanted to know, but what she was sure about was that she wanted to hear him continue speaking in that voice.

"You were practically begging to be fucked, Luce. You told me you needed my cock filling you up. You tried to put my hand between your legs to make me feel how wet you were for me." As he spoke, Natsu slowly trailed a hand up her inner thigh and under her skirt, lightly brushing his fingertips against her covered core, teasing her with barely-there touches. "When I finally got you home, you fell to your knees in front of me, begging for me to let you suck my cock until I came down your throat, on your face, and over your tits."

"I-I would never have -" Lucy tried, but a low chuckle cut her off, along with the feel of Natsu's hand slipping beneath her panties to stroke a finger along her heat.

"You did, Luce. Oh, you begged and pleaded. Of course, you were drunk and I was far too sober, so I tried to pull you to your feet, but you dragged me down with you and straddled me, and you started grinding yourself against me like a dog in heat." One thick finger pressed into her, followed quickly by another, and Lucy whimpered, biting her lip to prevent from crying out, her eyes closing tightly.

"As much as I would have loved to have laid there and let you bring yourself to the edge just like that, I knew I couldn't allow it to happen. I picked you up and brought you to your bed."

"Th-the bath…" Lucy whispered breathlessly.

"I'm getting there, but it wasn't quite time for that yet. You did strip, though - whimpering my name as you pulled of your clothes, putting on a little show for me. It wasn't quite a stripper show, as you were drunk off your ass and hardly coordinated, but it was still something that was hard to look away from. Of course, that may just be because everything about your body turns me on." One of Lucy's hands dragged down his chest and Natsu nipped at her neck in response.

"I wanted to leave, but only because I knew I needed to before I lost control. But then you started moaning my name and I couldn't look away once I turned to see what you were doing. Do you know what you did?" Lucy shook her head. Of course she knew, given the context, but she wanted to hear him say it. "You had your legs spread and two fingers buried deep inside your pussy, your other hand grabbing at your breasts. Your eyes never left mine, and you weren't holding back any of your noises. You were moaning and whimpering and crying out my name, and I could only watch."

"D-did I…"

"Did you what?" Natsu breathed, curling his fingers within her and making her whimper. "Did you come? Oh, yeah, you did, and you screamed for me and I wasn't even touching you. I was standing across the room and you were acting like I just gave you the fuck of your life." He pressed a soft kiss to her pulsepoint before asking softly, "does that make me a pervert?"

"No," Lucy said, surprising him. Her hand reached the waistband of his pants and tugged it downward the best she could in her position and wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking it softly and making him groan into her neck. "I'm glad you watched, Natsu. So if you're a pervert, then so am I. I may not remember it, but I'm very glad you watched."

"Fuck, Lucy," he hissed, his hips jerking.

"What happened next?" she asked, turning her head to drag her tongue along one of the many bitemarks adorning his neck as she continued to stroke him.

"You said you dirtied yourself… and that you needed a bath. I - fuck - I told you to take one when you woke up, but you demanded I give one to you. But I knew that if I touched you, I wouldn't be able to take my hands away. You didn't give me a choice, though. You got up and jumped at me, wrapping your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist asking please, please, bathe me, Natsu in that breathy voice of yours. I wasn't sure what to do."

"What did you do?" Lucy asked as she rolled her hips against his fingers with a moan, then swiped her thumb over the head of his cock, making him curse into her ear.

"I… I didn't really have to do anything. You were silent for a moment, then - god, Luce - then, right into my ear, you snored louder than I had ever heard." Lucy's eyes widened and she smacked his arm with her free hand.

"I don't snore! Way to ruin the mood!" Natsu only chuckled, biting at her neck again.

"You did, though, and in that moment it was a wonderful sound. I put you in bed and covered you up with one of those blankets on your chair, then left," he said, thrusting himself into her hand to make her move it again. She did, slowly.

"A-and that's it?" Lucy asked, gasping as he pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing it in small circles.

"That's it. I came back this morning to check on you, and you know what happened from there."

"You're very generous," Lucy breathed, tightening her grip around him.

"How so?" he grunted.

"Out of both of my orgasms between last night and this morning, you had nothing."

"Who's to say I didn't go home and put those panties of your to good use?" His words sent desire shooting to her core.

"Well, even so, you had only a memory to rely on. Last night, you were there in the flesh for me to stare at and fantasize over. This morning you went down on me like your life depended on it. And now, you seem to be determined to make me come again," she said, moaning when he began thrusting his fingers into her more quickly.

"Is that a bad thing?" Natsu muttered against her skin.

"Not at a-ahh-ll. You won't hear me complaining, but I think I owe you a reward for taking such good care of me last night and this morning," she said, biting at one of the bruises she had left on his neck, making him groan - even more so when she moved her fist around him faster.

"Lucy," he breathed into her ear, his arm faltering its movements as he thrust against her hand. His head fell to her shoulder and he whispered her name over and over, a breathy mantra in her ear and she decided then she would ignore all of what she was feeling below in thanks to his hand just so she could focus on him. He felt so warm and thick and heavy in her hand and she loved it.

"I love your cock, Natsu," Lucy whispered, licking the shell of his ear and reveling in the way he shuddered against her. "I love how thick it is; how it fills me up; how it tastes and feels. But most of all, I love how you react when I touch it."

"Lucy," Natsu breathed. Lucy smiled and twist her hand as she moved it up and down his length, occasionally swiping over the head and squeezing at the base.

"Come, Natsu. I want you to come on me," she said, carding her free hand through his hair before gripping at the pink strands. She bit at his neck again and repeated, "Come, Natsu."

The dragon slayer released a low groan, his hips jerking once, twice, before he stilled and shuddered again as his release came and landed on her shirt. His fingers had long since stilled within her and he slowly moved them again.

"Natsu, you don't-" Lucy began, but felt him shake his head against her.

"I want to," Natsu said, curling his fingers again and pressing his thumb against her clit and rubbing at it. She was already close, worked up from working him, so it wasn't long before she was gasping, tugging at his hair, and clenching around his fingers. When she came down, she felt his lips press against her neck gently, a gesture that made her swallow around a lump in her throat, and she weakly pushed at him.

"All right, off you get," she said, and she could have sworn she heard a groan come from the man, but he rolled off from over her nevertheless, lying beside her in the grass. The sun had long since set and they found themselves staring up at the dark, starry sky.

"That could have been far more romantic had I known the stars were out and I wasn't telling you about your drunken mishaps," Natsu said.

"Well, it's a good thing we're not doing this for romance, then, huh?" she said with a teasing smile when she looked over at him, but his eyes remained on the sky. After a long while, he looked over at her.

"Your shirt is probably ruined," he observed, and Lucy lift the hem of it to get a better look at it, then reached beside her, holding up the purple blouse she had gotten from Mira earlier.

"My drunken mishaps were only looking out for me in the future," she said, and he chuckled.

"Right, of course. That's why you took it off." She sat up beside him and began pulling off her shirt and putting the other on, buttoning up the front.

"Ugh, I'm never going to be able to walk in there again without facing total embarassment."

"Nah, something else will happen that will completely outweigh what you did. If not, I know that they don't all know everything that happened. A lot of them were pretty drunk, too."

"Still. But… thank you - for getting me home."

"And getting you off?" She looked at him to see that shit-eating grin of his shining in the moonlight and she rolled her eyes, batting at him.

"Oh, shut up."

"I'm never going to let you forget what you said."

"I figured you wouldn't," Lucy said with a groan. She then sighed and stood up, straightening her skirt. "I should probably get going. It's getting late."

"You can stay here," Natsu said, sitting up, but she shook her head.

"Thanks, but I think I need to curl up in my own bed and wallow in my embarrassment from yesterday."

"Well, let me walk you home, then," he said, and didn't give her a chance to respond before he was on his feet and walking towards town. She sighed and followed him, clutching her dirtied shirt in her hand.