Hey y'all. Last chapter has arrived~ I'm not on here anymore, if my absence was any indication, you can find me under this same username on AO3. I won't say I lost interest in Fairy Tail but as for writing it, yes. I'm sorry for the unfulfilled requests I never got around to :( if you're into the Korean group BTS (Beyond the Scene), a lot of my work on AO3 revolves around them. If you've read Bouncer on AO3 then you'll know that I basically jipped my own story and used it for this one, although obvious changes have been altered. Honest to god, it fits Gratsu tho. :3 ANYWAY. I had to end this officially (with bottom Natsu of course) and I thank everyone for sticking with this series. Much love (even if some of you hate me). I apologize for any mistakes or grammar errors.
He's dressed in dark fitted jeans sculpted over god like thighs and mile long legs, and a simple long sleeve turtle-neck, also black, that stretches over a broad chest and defined shoulders. The cuff of his sleeves are rolled up an inch above the crease of his elbows and reveal the sharp outline of thick biceps. His dark, piercing eyes, a ravishing cobalt, have a rim of smokey shadow and Natsu Dragneel can't stop staring. Zeref, his older brother, shoves his distracted ass forward because it's his turn.
"I.D?"
Deep, husky voice lathered in an undertone of silky velvet.
"Here."
Crisp words formed from pale pink lips, the lower one fuller than the top, Natsu noted.
Natsu swallowed thickly and accepted his I.D card back, shyly avoiding the bouncer's pointed stare and fingers prickling when they touched over the other's long, slender ones.
"Raise your arms, spread your legs, Rose Bud." the husky voice bouncer ordered, tone pitched lower.
Natsu fought his blush at that as he followed the instructions, and smacked the image of him pinned underneath the bouncer speaking those same words to him in a dark whisper, soft lips pressed against his ear. But the image comes sailing back when he suddenly feels large hands on his hips that yanked him forward boldly.
He stumbled from shock but the bouncer balanced him out, dark eyes trained down on his heated face. Natsu could only gaze back into his eyes as he felt hands trail up and down his sides, patting him down for concealed weapons, long fingers dipping into his curves and slopes. The whole exchange took under a minute but to Natsu, it felt much longer as he lost himself in the bouncer's dark eyes, the orbs glinting knowingly and with mirth. Before the bouncer finished, he discreetly coped a feel of Natsu's ass, the twin mounds swollen in full capacity in tight, black skinny jeans. But Natsu felt it, the firm squeeze sent hot tingles straight up his spine. He let out a little breath of air and the bouncer released him with an unreadable expression. Dark eyes flitted down to Natsu's lips before meeting his eyes again.
"Clear."
And suddenly Natsu had lost interest with the club he waited in line for over 40 minutes in the cold. But later in the night, with the bouncer's Gray's, arms caged around him and lower body fit at home between Natsu's plush thighs where he pulsed deep inside and tattooed kisses and love bites into Natsu's sweaty skin, Natsu thought it was all worth it.