A/N: I exist! Not live, I exist. It's been a while, so here's something a little more R-rated for those of you who have stuck around despite my obscenely long breaks.

(To be honest, I wasn't expecting to add another chapter to this story, but... I guess the moral of the story is to expect the unexpected? Anyways, here you go)

This was inspired by the song 'Elevator Eyes' by Tove Lo, so... give it a listen if you want I guess lol

The dim glow of the moon illuminated the figures of their bodies as they moved in the sand.

He rocked into her, a slow but strong movement, and she let out a quiet sigh of a moan, the sound nearly drowned out by the quiet waves in the distance. Normally, he'd spur her on, maybe groan something about her not being loud enough, but tonight, that was unnecessary.

Her legs tightened around his hips as he pushed into her again, that delicious friction that she craved alighting something tight and warm in her stomach. She let her head fall back in the sand, a hot moan spilling from her lips as he moved again.

His hands tightened against hers, and he leaned down and whispered, "I love that sound."

She breathed a laugh. "I haven't heard anything like that from you," she murmured, and he pushed into her again, making her gasp suddenly.

"There's- there's no need," he managed, his voice drawn tight.

"Why not?" she whispered, pulling her hands away from his to reach up and squeeze his shoulders. He didn't respond and instead pushed into her again.

Her arms tightened around his shoulders at the sparks of pleasure that surged through her veins with every moment. She swallowed thickly, then breathed, "Let yourself go, Natsu. It's just us here."

In the dim rays of light, she saw him crack a smile. "What are you trying to do here?"

She rolled her hips slowly, a soft smile growing on her lips as she saw him close his eyes and bite back a groan. "Let it out, Natsu," she murmured, her voice a low seductive whisper, and he gasped.

"Lucy- relax-" he managed, and she let out a whisper of a moan in response.

"That's more like it," she breathed. From behind her half-lidded eyes, she watched him swallow, then push her leg back so her knee was near her chest.

"You're not making it easy," he groaned, and she gave him a lazy smile.

"When have I ever?"

He dipped his head to the crook of her neck, pressing his lips against her pale skin as he thrusted into her, slowly and steadily. "I've missed you," he breathed, and her hands drifted to the back of his neck, her fingers twirling and twisting into his hair as she basked in his all too familiar warmth. That delicious heat ebbed and flowed with every movement they made, and she bit her lip roughly as he pushed into her again.

"It was-mmm, oh god- it wasn't that long," she replied, and he chuckled, his breath pleasantly warm against her neck.

"Maybe not to you," he responded, his voice dipping a bit lower, "but to me, every day felt like years."

"Really?" she replied, quietly groaning and pressing into him when he brushed against a particularly sensitive spot inside her. "W-well, in that case, maybe we should make up for lost time."

"Isn't that what we're doing right now?" he breathed, and she nodded, her head heavy and her eyes hazed with desire. It felt like she was drowning in sensation- every movement, every touch, every breath, every feeling washed over her and she didn't want it to end.

Her arms dropped away from his shoulders and into the sand, where she gripped his fingers tightly. Locking eyes with him, she breathed, "Keep going-"

He began to move faster, their bodies intertwining even further in the moonlight that bathed them. Every push and pull ignited a friction that burned hotter through her with every movement. Her eyes were shut, her lips were parted, her face the picture of pure pleasure as he continued to move faster and faster. Their breaths came in short spurts and he leaned down to murmur something in her ear that made her gasp.

That tight heat in her stomach was becoming something hot and consumptive- she was right there, she was so close and-

She cried out, her orgasm coursing through her body and drowning her in a tidal wave of absolute bliss.

She lifted her hips and ground against his fervently, trying to keep up that sensation, that endless wave of ecstasy that flowed hot through her body. It was like time came to a halt, and her body burned and tingled and a familiar exhaustion washed over her.

Panting heavily, she relaxed completely as she basked in the afterglow with a satisfied smile on her face. The silence in the air was only disrupted by their slowing breathing and the sound of the water in the distance, and for a long while, neither of them breathed a word. Then, he took a deep breath and murmured, "That wasn't too bad."

He remained still, poised over her, and she caught her breath as her body tingled and sparked with the remnants of her orgasm. "...It wasn't," she replied with that same lazy smile, then reached up and brushed his face with her hand, ignoring the flecks of sand that fell off her fingers and onto her cheeks. "I missed you too," she murmured, and the corner of his mouth curved upwards in satisfaction.

She leaned up to press her lips against his in a soft kiss, and he responded in kind with a warm gentleness that she realized she'd missed. After a moment she pulled away and he slowly pulled out of her, and then they lay together in silence with his arm wrapped around her protectively.

This was the part where they proclaimed their mutual love for each other, maybe. But instead, she whispered, "People will know we were here. By the prints in the sand."

"Good," he responded almost defiantly, "let them. It'll let them know they missed out."

She laughed. "I like the sound of that."

I was trying to go for something more relaxed and stuff and maybe it came out that way, maybe it didn't... I don't really know. If you have feedback or suggestions let me know! Otherwise, I hope you enjoyed it!