prompt five: dangerous territory

rate: M for Mature content

Five out of one hundred.

"Broken love is the most dangerous love. It will slice you open with every touch." — Tiffany Reisz

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Lucy never thought she'd find herself in this situation. Never in her life would she have guessed this was how she was going to spend her Thursday afternoon but somehow she was here with who she would consider her enemy and they were swimming in dangerous territory.

More like drowning but she didn't know what to do.

Feeling smothered by his hot open mouth kisses, Lucy could only do what was logical here: kiss him back.

Everything was happening so fast, she didn't know where it started or where it ended. His hands slid down her back slowly where goosebumps woke in its trail, a shiver running down her spine as a soft moan rumbled from her throat. This seemed to encourage him more as he slid his tongue across her lips, silently asking for permission as she parted her lips for his tongue to slide in. His hands gripped every part of her body that they could, groping at her hips and fingertips slowly sliding up her shirt that was beginning to run up her body with the way they were going at.

Her fingers tangled in his hair while he shoved her back against a desk, the clatter of the metal chairs echoing in the empty room while they skid back just a bit.

He hooked his hands under her legs, forcing her to sit back on the desk while his tongue danced with hers, tangling it where he tasted her lipgloss and the strawberry milk that got him here in the first place. His hand slid up and down her bare thigh that clenched with the way he mapped out her skin, another slow shiver rushing down as he nipped at her bottom lip.

She hated that he was so good at this and she hated herself more for liking it so much.

His other hand had found its way to the back of her neck, fingers tangling through the ends of her hair and grip tightening to keep her in place. He nudged her legs apart, stepping in between them as his tongue ran across the roof of her mouth and the dark crevices that not many get to explore on their own. Her whimper was swallowed by his lips, swapping saliva while his free hand continued to slide up her thigh and under the hem of her skirt, teasing the skin that made her squirm.

Her mouth almost tasted bitter as he yanked her head away from his, a string of spit witnessing the way they assaulted each other's lips before he tilted her head and kissed down her throat. She let out a low moan as her skin burned with the trail of kisses he left, her shaky hands sliding its way up his chest and around his broad chest while she boldly pulled his scarf off.

She could feel the way he smirked against her skin and it pissed her off even more but she ignored it as his lips found hers again. This time hotter and more intense as his wanton lips hungrily devoured her bruised, swollen ones.

They were slowly shedding clothes, buttons being popped open and her skirt being pushed up as it bundled at her waist.

She hated that he was able to see her cute set she wore today and the fact that he was grinning at her as if she offered him a million dollars made her want to punch him in the throat. She hated that she was here undressing in front of this douchebag she hates so much. The guy who makes her high school life hellishly miserable. The guy who is so cocky and so stupid that elementary schoolers have a higher IQ than him. The guy who poured a bucket of ice cold water on her head on her first ever day. And the guy she was hopelessly in love with; sometimes mistaking it as hatred.

She hated him.

She hated the way his laughter brought her joy.

She hated how every time he looked her way her heart would throb.

She hated how he ran this school as if he was fucking president.

She hated the girls who worshiped him and the guys who he influenced.

She hated the way he forced himself into her little private study room.

She hated how he taunted and teased her to the point where she slapped him.

She hated how he pushed her buttons enough that he jumped her, assaulting her lips and her senses with that hothot mouth and dangerously handsome face.

And she fucking hated that she let him get this far with her when she knows she's going to hate herself in the end for this.

Lucy let out a gasp as his lips covered one of her nipples, her back arching against the desk while he hovered over her. Her shirt was unbuttoned and bra pushed to the side as her bare chest greeted him with such enthusiasm. He didn't even hesitate to start twisting and sucking, rolling the perk nubs against his teeth making her cry out from the pain and pleasure.

His hand had slid up her thigh once more, fingers trailing to her inner thigh as she sucked in a sharp intake when his fingers brushed against her covered wet core.

"Damn, Luce," his voice vibrated against her mounds that made her face grow hotter than it was. "You're so wet."

"Shut up," she scowled, a second away from kicking him off of her and running like the batshit woman she is.

He chuckled against her skin and he bit down on her breast making her yelp out, a shudder spilling out as he licked to soothe the pain. He left a trail of wet kisses up her chest and throat, gasps flying out as he nipped at her sensitive skin during his journey. He kissed her hard, lips slanted as he slid his tongue into her mouth once more and she groaned against his mouth, feeling how he pressed his groin against her own, grinding roughly. His fingers found itself around the waistband of her panties and he pulled them down her long legs that were trembling from the anticipation.

Her shaky fingers found its way to his pants, trying her best to unbuckle his belt as he aggressively kissed her. He pulled on her bottom lip as the clank of his belt hit against the metal desk and she was breathless by the time he was pulling away to adjust.

The smirk he held made her want to die and she narrowed her eyes, refusing to meet his eyes as he stared down at her exposed self.

If anyone were to walk in and see them, they would drop dead as well. Everyone knew they fucking hated each other and couldn't stand to be around one another.

"You know, you're pretty hot when you're like this." He swiped his tongue across his bottom lip and it made her glare at him, cheeks dusted pink and heart thundering. "Usually you're just a raging cunt."

"I hate you."

"The feelings are mutual, sweetheart."

Gasping out loud, her body jolted as she felt him push a finger into her folds without any warning. She bit down on her lip as she felt the tip of his finger graze against her entrance and she shuddered once more as he ran his finger up her slit and poke at her clit.

"Fuck," he rasped out. "You're fucking dripping."

Choosing to ignore him, she let out a mewl as he applied pressure on her clitoris. It sent jolts down her body with the way he swirled the pad of his finger against her swollen nub and her hips bucked involuntarily as he did it again. This time, he pushed a finger into her making her cry out.

It drove her crazy with each sensation he provided and she was squirming underneath him as she felt her wetness coat his fingers, the slick sound of her wetness echoing into the room as he slowly dragged his fingers out to push it back in. Her hips bucked against his hand and she moaned, one hand reaching out to grip his forearm while the other held onto his biceps that leaned next to her head. Her eyes trailed up his figure, eyes taking in each groove and dip of his muscular body. Hours of training he had poured into himself was showing as she ogled his V-line by his pelvis and up his happy trail to his abs. Her eyes lingered on his bare chest as his shirt had been unbuttoned and finally she got a good look of his face where his own expression was taken over by lust and desire.

Eyebrows pinched, cheeks slightly flushed, lips parted, and eyes dark as they pierced into her own and she suppressed a gasp with the way he stared down at her.

As if she was the most delicious meal, ravenous eyes taking her in that made her quiver.

He extracted his hand away from her core and it left her whimpering, wanting more. She watched how he dragged his wet fingers away and lifted them to stare at his glistening digits, his eyes slowly dropping down on her face to calculate her own reaction. He held his fingers out to her and she grimaced, eyes darting from his face to his fingers.

"Suck them."

"What?" She spat, chest heaving and cheeks blazing as she sat up on her elbows to look at him. "No."

"It's your juices," he pushed them closer and she reeled her head back just a bit. "Clean my fingers."

"No, you do it." She said without thinking and her scowl was replaced with a gawk as he smirked.

Without saying a word, he lifted his fingers to his mouth and she watched with wide eyes how he stuck his tongue out and started to slide his tongue over the wet digits. She felt her pussy throb with the way he ran his tongue over his fingers, eyes locked on her own hazy ones while he eventually popped them in his mouth to suck the juices off.

If she was standing, her knees most definitely would have bucked and she would have made a fool out of herself.

"Mm, you taste surprisingly sweet," he almost growled and it made her swallow hard. "For someone who always has a stick up their ass, I didn't expect you to taste so good."

"Fuck you," she hissed, the tips of her ears burning. "Don't say stupid shit like that."

"Is that why you're so wet for me?" He taunted, smirking.

"It's not for you."

"Then who is it for? Hm?"

Lucy just wanted to drop kick him into next week, the bubbling feeling of hatred and anger boiling over. The embarrassment and lust also helped and especially with the way he smirked down at her with her tits out and pussy dripping, she couldn't bring herself to push him away.

She wanted—needed more.

"You're a terrible liar," he snorted and Lucy opened her mouth to retort but he had dropped to his knees making the color drain from her face.

"Wh—what are you doing?"

Her heart pounded against her ribcage as if it was trying to escape and all she could see was the tips of his odd colored hair and feel his hot breath against her core.

"I'm hungry," he dragged her to the edge of the desk and she squeaked along with the legs of the desk.

Before she could even shout out a protest, he stuck his tongue out flat and pressed it against her folds. Her entire body jolted from the sensation and she tossed her head back as a low moan rumbled from her chest. His hot appendage ran up her slit and her hips bucked when he bumped into her clit. He swirled the tip of his tongue around her swollen bud and it made her jerk, a cry flying out before she could stop herself.

She hated that he was making her feel this way and the sounds she produced were so unlike her.

He was lapping away at her folds as if this was his last meal and her legs shook on either side of his head. Her knees tried to come together but he was much stronger and quick to keep them apart, palms gripping the underside of her knees to spread them wider as she moaned. Her hips bucked into his face as he slurped from her honeypot, the lewd sucking and squelching of her pussy and his mouth making the empty room much louder than it was.

She felt dizzy and overheated by the sounds and act, her pelvic muscles contracting as he grazed his abnormally sharp canines against her nub and she let out a loud sob as he sucked on her clit, hard.

Her hand flew down to get lost in his locks, fingers gripping at his hair as if she was getting sucked away from the act.

Filthy sobs and moans bubbled out and her hips bucked against his face when she felt his finger slide in between her folds and tease her dripping entrance.

Her bottom lip quivered, worrying it between her teeth as she tried to keep her voice down and her moans under control. His name was at the tip of her tongue and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of her crying his name out when she reached her nirvana. But it was so hard when his tongue circled around her clit like he's known it for a lifetime and shoved his finger inside of her like he owned the goddamn place.

Her hips bucked again, shamelessly riding his face as she continued to climb the ladder to paradise. Her stomach warmed and contracted over the sensation, walls pulsing around his single digit that stroked her cunt and she could feel her legs shake as he had one tossed on one shoulder while he kept his hand on her thigh, keeping it spread wide for his meal. He introduced another finger into her dripping core and she whined, relishing in the feeling of him stretching her out.

"F—fuck..!" She gasped out, fingers tugging on his locks to pull him in deeper. "I—I'm close..!" She whimpered out and she felt his fingers pump faster. She squeezed her eyes shut and focused on his fingers and tongue, her mouth opening wide to come to a silent cry as she was nearly about to tip over. She arched her back and nearly screamed as her body shook from the waves of pleasure that crashed into her over and over again.

She sobbed his name, finding it incredibly difficult to utter anything else as she clawed at him and squirmed.

He didn't stop lapping at her until she had come down from her high, slurps of his lips suctioning against her own bottom lips.

She was a withering mess by the time he had pulled away, chin wet and glistening with her cum and such a shit-eating grin that made her want to sock him in the jaw. And maybe kiss him afterwards.

He licked his lips, fingers coming back to his mouth to suck them clean. This had her quivering in desperation, eyes hooded as she felt the strong urge to wrap her legs around him and have him go at it. He leaned over her, hands on either side of her head as he kissed her, tongue darting into her mouth not a second later. She tasted the unusual bitter taste of her pussy on his tongue, a moan filling his mouth as he gave her a taste of her sweet nectar.

He pulled away from her needy lips, a trail of saliva connecting them. He popped open his pants button, the never ending smirk staring down at her red face. "You're so sexy when you're riding and cumming on my face, sweetheart."

"Don't you ever shut the fuck up?" She growled as he dug out a condom out of his pocket, a foil packet held between his teeth as he snickered.

"Why would I when I get you this riled up?" He shredded the packet, plucking the condom out as he rolled it out on his incredible hard length. "You're so turned on when I talk to you. You like when I say dirty shit that has you dripping and squirming."

"No, I don't." She argued but she knew her protest was weak with the way her bottom lip quivered.

"You're a terrible liar," he repeated, gripping at his length at the base while he looked as if he was trying to look into her soul. "Want to see how long it takes for you to tell the truth?"

"You're a fucking asshole, Natsu." She hissed out, cheeks reddening as her eyes flickered down to his cock to his smug face.

"Aw, come on," he playfully whined, grabbing at her thighs to lift them up before spreading them so he could step in between her, again. "I just made you cum and you want to call me an asshole?"

"I'm going to leave," she threatened but she knew she was just talking out of her ass.

His lips curled at her empty threat as he pressed his tip against her entrance, his dark eyes glimmering mischief and lust. "Not before I get to fuck this tight little pussy of yours."

Her eyes rolled back as she moaned out loud, feeling him stretch her out with his length while his own head tilted back in bliss. A mixture between a groan and growl bubbled from his chest as he eased himself further into her, filling her to the brim as her breathing quivered. By the time his own pelvis was pressed against hers, he was leaned over her body once more, her legs pushing against her own chest while they panted. His movements were stilled as he kept himself buried deep inside of her, his eyes locked on hers as his eyebrows pinched together as if he was in pain. Her own expression mirrored his, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she adjusted to his size.

It felt like eternity that he was just pressed against her, waiting. Lucy felt impatient as she rolled her own hips, feeling the tip of his cock scrape against the inside of her pussy where she let out a whimper while he shuddered.

"Jesus, can you give me a second?" He snapped, his arms trembling slightly on either side of her head while his hairline moistened.

"What? Can't handle it?" She taunted and he glared at her through his bangs. She rolled her hips against him again and he let out a low groan, the twitch of his cock pulsing against her walls. "Well, this was staggering. I thought you'd be better than this." She sat up on her elbows once more, coming closer to his scrunched up face.

"Fuck you, Heartfillia." He hissed out.

"Isn't that what we're doing?" She lolled her head to the side, a small smile on her lips.

"I'm trying to be a nice guy here and take it slow and easy for you."

Lucy scoffed, a thin eyebrow shooting up to her hairline. "You? A nice guy? Please, don't make me laugh."

"Fine," he sneered, standing up straight with their hips still connected. "Don't go fucking crying to me afterwards you stupid bitch."

Before she could even respond, Natsu grabbed at her waist and yanked her even closer to the edge of the desk where she felt his cock dig deep into her and she gasped out. He grabbed her by the throat and shoved her down, her back flat against the flat surface while his large warm fingers wrapped around her dainty throat.

"Jesus, what are you—"

Pulling his length out of her all the way, leaving the tip in, he slammed his hips into her making her entire body jolt and a cry fly out of her lips. He didn't give her a chance to even process what was going on before he was repeating the motion, dragging himself out of her to slam into her.

Her tits were bouncing with each thrust and her moans spilling out of her lips in a song, her pussy weeping for the man above her. He had such a grip on her throat and the other on her thigh, she was quivering under him as his thick shaft stretched her out. It hurt in the beginning and the burning sensation of him stretching her had subsided and now as he pounded into her, the waves of pleasure came in ten fold as her back arched and her nipples pebbled.

He leaned down to tug on her nubs and she cried out as he tugged on it with his teeth, rolling the nipple between.

She could feel the juices drip down her cunt, wetting his balls that slapped against her and down her thighs where it pooled on the desk and probably the floor. The desk she laid on screeched against the floor with his ruthless pounding but all she could hear and focus on was his cock going in and out of her wet core.

"Look at you," he grunted, his fingers tightening around her throat. "Fucking dripping for my cock."

Her mouth flew open with a loud moan, her head tossed back as he pushed himself all the way inside of her again.

"Are you going to admit to it, now?" He asked and she only had the strength to glare, her bottom lip caught between her teeth once more. She let out a whimper as he snapped his hips against hers and a small sigh followed after. "No?"

"Go fuck yourself." She gritted her teeth, hissing at him as he smirked.

"I rather fuck this tight wet pussy of yours," he let go of her throat to come around and hook his hands under her knees. "You stubborn fucking bitch."

Lucy sputtered as he lifted her legs higher up, tossing them on his shoulders as he grabbed at her waist. He pulled back and sank back into her making her gasp at the feeling of him digging deeper into her. He leaned forward just a bit and she cried out, feeling him dig into her at another angle as he grabbed the edge of the desk before he was back to jack-hammering her tight pussy.

She was sobbing as he continuously hit a deep end for her, her cunt throbbing against his hard length that stretched her out to make a home for him. Her hips were bucking against his, hands clawing at anything to grab as she gripped him from his forearms to his biceps to his shoulders to the desk beneath her.

"Admit it, Lucy," he grunted with each thrust, face coming in close with hers as she had her mouth open wide and eyes lidded with pleasure. "Admit that I make your pussy feel this fucking good and how wet I make you." He thrusted his hip against hers hard making her cry out. "Just how I'm making you sound like a filthy pornstar with my cock so deep inside of your tight fucking cunt."

"F—fuck you!"

"I am," he snarled, grabbing at her hips so hard he would surely bruise them.

Her gasps and moans were broken up, barely having time or energy to breath as he pounded relentlessly into her. As if he was angry at her and trying to get her to break but she was so much stronger than that. Maybe just not strong enough to push him away but strong enough to not admit that he makes her feel so weak.

"Oh, fuck! Na—Natsuuu..!"

"Yeah, baby, scream my name. Let the whole world know who makes you feel this fucking good."

With tears and drools spilling down her face, her nails dug into his forearm as he continuously slapped against her and she was climbing the ladder once more. Her back arched against him as he nipped at her soft flesh, his groans rumbling against her mounds as her legs shook.

"Oh, fuck, Luce," his shuddered, standing up straighter as his thrust started to get sloppy. "Cum on this cock, baby, I feel you coming close. Cum on my cock."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Lucy sobbed, clawing at him as he leaned forward to have her wrap her arms around his broad shoulders so she had something to hold onto. "Fuck, Natsu, fuck!"

"You feel so fucking good," he moaned into her ear and she was seeing white as her pussy pulsed. "That's it, cum on my cock." He rolled his hips against hers and she was crying out as he groaned loudly.

She could feel how his cock throbbed inside of her, his movements slow and sloppy as he was running his own high. The two panted harshly, the sound of their breathing being the only thing that broke apart the loud silence. She trembled against him, hugging him close as she stared up at the ceiling. She tried her best to control her breathing and her heart while blinking back the tears that already spilled from her eyes.

She felt him slowly pull away and she let him, arms and legs untangling from him as he rose. He was in the same position as she was, panting and red to the face. His eyebrows were pinched together and he took a step back from her, the clinking of his belt dragging against the floor while he shuffled around.

She sat up on the desk, her limbs feeling weak and wobbly as she brought shaky fingers to her chest to drag down her bra and start buttoning her shirt. She could feel the wetness press against her thighs and cringed at how a lot of it had dripped down to the floor between them. Her panties were discarded to the ground by his scarf, watching how he bent down to retrieve both materials. He tossed the panties right at her making her fumble to catch them and she scowled, glaring at the delinquent she just had sex with.

"See ya later, Lucy," he mockingly saluted her, smirking as he finished buttoning up his shirt. "Same time tomorrow?" He half-joked as he walked towards the door and Lucy shrieked, face red.

"Absolutely not! I fucking hate you!"

"The feelings are mutual, sweetheart," he grinned before he was gone, leaving her alone in the room once more.

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