So, hi. I think this is the longest I've gone without an update. For those who read the manga…. WHO SAW THE NALU? ^_^ (I can't find a happy face happy enough to express my happiness!) NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU, NALU.

WARNING!

Um, this chapter caused my rating to go up to M because I didn't think younger ones would like to read this. It's nothing to explicit because I don't read M myself and… Yeah whatever. Just don't read if you're under 13 okay?

-Lucy-

His hands slide down my arms, then shift to rest on my hips. This time, instead of fearing him, I welcomed his touch, I craved it. I couldn't tell if it was because I needed affection and Sting was there, of if it was Sting himself. Regardless, when his fingers tightened, a small sigh escapes my lips.

"You're not cute or pretty Lucy. You are beautiful. Perfect." My eyelids lowers and I step into him, surprising both of us. His breath warms me and I tilt my face upwards. "Lucy." My name slips through his teeth and I shiver with delight. When Natsu called my name, it felt comfortable. But the way it rolled off Sting's tongue, it sounded sensual. "I'm going to kiss you." I don't push him away, I want him to do it. It's like I was possessed, I reach up and tangle one hand in his hair and use the other to grip his shirt, pulling him closer to me, begging him to kiss me.

Sting's hot breath warms my face, only inches from mine. I needed him to kiss me and I didn't question it. Instead I let my body do what it wanted. And I let Sting have me, the same way he had possessed me in the kitchen. I wanted his kisses. I just wanted to give in. For the time the kiss lasted, I wouldn't have to worry about anything. I would worry about the repercussions later. I see him smirk and press his lips to mine. I pull him closer, eyes half-shut, demanding his full attention. He hesitates. Why now? Is she for real?

-Sting-

I wasn't sure if she wanted me to kiss her because she just felt empty, or because she wanted me. But I didn't care. I was finally getting the response I'd wanted from her. He tugs at the front of my shirt, pulling me to her our lips inch closer but at the last second I tile my face so my lips miss hers and the land on her neck instead. She makes a noise and I smirk against her skin. This, is what I wanted from her. I can see Salamander's marks against her neck, but they were forcefully put there. I won't mark her in any way. What happens here, will be our little secret. I trail kisses down her neck and stop at the hollow of her throat. She doesn't move against me and waits patiently for my lips to touch hers. But I'm not going to give in so easy. I keep kissing her skin and when I reach the top of her shoulder I grin and slowly lick up to her ear. She gasps quietly.

Dragon Slayers are much more animalistic when it comes to being intimate with others. Rather than kisses and embraces we tend to lick and bite our 'prey.' Lucy was my prey. I tug on her earlobe with my teeth and she squirms a bit, then I remember. I'm here to pleasure Lucy, not myself. So I pull back and slam my lips onto hers. She jolts a bit a the sudden force but then settles into the kiss. I step forwards, forcing her to back up into the nearest tree. Perfect. I crouch a little and take one arm from her waist and place it on her thigh to use it to push her up the tree. Almost instinctively her legs clamp around my waist and in the same second she'd pried my mouth open with her tongue. A noise comes up from somewhere deep in my throat and I push her back further. The hand that was resting on my torso moves down and she fingers the hem of my shirt teasingly. I growl and instead of shrinking away she revels in it and bites down on my lower lip, hard. I pull her of the tree and lay her down in the grass, her legs still wrapped around me, but now I'm not supporting her weight (not that she was heavy) it's easier to play. I put one arm on either side of her head and tilt my face to give her better access to me.

Her tongue moves in slow, sensual strokes and the effect it has on me is terrible. It's taking everything I have not to pound her her and now. Later, you can have her later. Give her time to fall in love with you first. She pushes my shirt up and I realise she wants it off. If she wants it, she can have it. I won't claim her today, I'll go as far as she wants. I'll stop when she tells me to. Her legs fall from around my waist and she moves into a sitting position, the tugging now more insistent. I pull back, and in one movement, I've taken my shirt from my head and our lips are connected again. Immediately, her hands trace my muscles and I find myself groaning at her feather light touch. Her touch was chaste, like she was just curious. I'll change that soon enough. The lack of oxygen is getting to my head, but I don't pull away, who know's when we'll do this again? I should make the most of this. I take one hand and rest it on her stomach, I trail upwards and stop when I feel the underside of her breast. I take one in my palm and she gasps disconnecting her lips from mine, arching her back. Her legs are on either side of my body so I move up into the junction of her thighs so she can feel what she's doing to me. I can tell she feels it when she gasps louder. I smirk and tighten my grip around her left breast. She squeaks in delight. I force myself down on her again. Using both hands to massage and kneed her, her noises making me move faster then she shocks me completely with what she does next. She lifts her hips up to fit snugly against mine and grinds against me. Fuck Lucy! I hiss and capture her lips again. Heat pools in my stomach and somewhere else too. Fuck her now!

-Lucy-

Fuck her now!

Somewhere in my sane, subconscious thoughts I find myself thinking, we have to stop. I drop my hips and push him away slightly. His face is flushed and his eyes are lidded with lust.

"We… Should… Stop…" I pant. He draws back and doesn't say a word. He offers me a hand and I take it. He pulls me up off the ground and pulls his shirt back over his head. If I hadn't pulled back…

"It's good that you stopped." Sting's voice pulls me out of my speculations. "I'd have claimed you if you hadn't. And I don't think you're ready for that just yet." He's not facing me, and I'm too embarrassed to look at him. "Do you have some Dragon in you?" He asks.

"Uh, what?"

"Your eyes, they were yellow. That's what happens sometimes when they are no longer in control. Their eyes change colour."

For some reason unbeknownst to me I feel like a villain who's just become to bounty of Erza Scarlet. "Not that I'm aware of." I answer truthfully. Why does it fee like a lie?

"Back to training then!" He announces. "Go for a run. A long one."

"What? Wh-" I see him shift uncomfortably and my face heats up again. Ah, poor you. I don't protest I just take off, hoping no-one saw what just happened, least of all Natsu.

Okay, that was REALLY weird for me to write and when I started writing this story I didn't think I'd put something like this in. But… I don't know if it's good or not. I've never been kissed or whatever so I don't know what it's like. Can you review and tell me what you thought of this chapter please? And don't worry about it, NaLu and RoLu fans. Sting didn't even TRY to mark her this time. For those of you who are unaware, the anime is supposedly starting up again in October! So pop it in your calendars and wait! ^_^ And one more thing! I have exams in 2 week so I mightn't update until after then. Sorry! Later my lovelies! Don't forget to review! ^_^

Check out my other story; Mira IS the Devil. ^U^