prompt forty nine: chance
rating: M for Mature
Forty nine out of one hundred.
just something cute and small for my kiddos. *kiss*
"The biggest risk is not taking any risk... In a world that is changing really quickly, the only strategy that is guaranteed to fail is not taking risks." —Mark Zuckerberg
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The club music was bumping, the vibrations sending trembles down each and everybody that occupied the dark, cramped building. Wild strobe lights flashed overhead the crowd as fog smoke covered the surrounding area. There were one too many heads inside this building and the way people continued to bump into him was starting to piss him off.
Doesn't anyone know how expensive drinks are in a club? He could only blame the damn taxi ride here that made him spill his guts out prior to entering and the long ride that resulted in his sobriety. Well, not one hundred percent. He was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to operate any heavy machinery any time soon but he knew the basics of where he was, who he was, and who he was with. Back at the house during the pre-game though… it was a bit questionable.
But now with him inching closer to being sober than drunk, Natsu tried his best to pound down drinks but the price of it all made him cringe.
"Fucking fifteen dollars for a goddamn shot of their rail. They are out of their goddamn minds."
"Just say you're broke, salamander," Gajeel sipped from his beer which had Natsu turning to glare at him.
"Says the man who bought himself a seven dollar beer to babysit the entire night, you cheap fuck."
"This was the only thing they had that I liked!" The pierced male tried to argue, sputtering slightly.
Natsu just ignored him, leaning towards Gray and Loke. "Please tell me you brought those shooters with you."
"We drank them in the car," Loke blinked at him owlishly, the glaze over his eyes showing he wasn't all the way there. "I tried offering you some but you were too busy throwing up."
"Lightweight." Gray snickered over his hand which earned a punch to the shoulder. "Bastard!"
"I'm not a lightweight! It was the goddamn taxi that made me throw up, not the alcohol."
"Whatever," Gray rolled his eyes. "let's go dance and pick up some babes."
"God knows I need it," Loke let out a sigh of relief, the ginger looking worn out for once.
The only reason why Natsu agreed to come to this packed, dark, stuffy place of a nightclub was because Loke had gone through number five hundred that had dumped his ass. This playboy had more girlfriends than anyone he had ever known and he didn't even know why girls continued to flock to his side when he could be such a player. He was pretty sure Loke had three girlfriends at the same time and they all dumped him on the same day once they found out about one another.
The ginger doesn't even take it personally since he doesn't have such a strong attachment to either one of them but he says it's more so the principal of it so he likes to use the excuse he was dumped to come to nightclubs like this to pick up even more girls.
"Order me a drink, I'm going to go use the bathroom real quick." Natsu announced as the three of them began to get ready to head out to the dance floor.
He was quick to squeeze past the crowd and move towards the bathroom, the many bodies around creating an air that was more suffocating than anything. He had to push past the ones who were dancing so close to one another he was sure they had glued themselves together and the scowl on his face was natural by the time he made it to the bathroom.
Natsu hated crowds. He wasn't big on people being shoulder to shoulder in such a cramped area and if he wasn't already on the path of having a hazy night out, he would have already been home.
Seeing how there was a line for the women and none for the men, Natsu thanked god that he didn't have to wait and pushed past the couple of women who were lingering around.
Coming towards the wooden door, Natsu was caught off guard when the woman's door swung open and giggles came from the other side. He looked up at the same time he opened the men's bathroom door and locked eyes with chocolate brown, his entire being growing stiff at the sight.
It was as if everything was in slow motion as she came out, wide doe eyes that bore into his blinking ever so seductively. He was quick to take in her appearance, seeing how she had such Lucious golden locks that curled around her face and down to her waist. The tight blue dress she had really brought out her undertone and figure, feeling his throat grow dry as her sweet fruity scent assaulted his nostrils.
Parting his mouth to say something, he was quickly brought back to reality when he felt someone nudge him from the side. When he turned to look, he saw another man eyeing him weirdly as he tried to push through and once he was gone, Natsu turned back to see she had disappeared.
He looked behind his shoulder to see where she might have gone to but merely frowned when all he could see were the mass amount of bodies grinding against one another.
Cursing under his breath, he resumed his task of going to the bathroom and he was quick to be in and out, hoping he could find that golden beauty once more.
Damn that man and his bladder for interrupting him. How was he supposed to find someone like that in such a big, crowded place like this one?
Keeping his eyes on his surroundings, Natsu squeezed past the people once more to find his friends on the dance floor. Every golden head caught his eye but he knew it wasn't them by the way it was cut or even what they were wearing.
"Took ya long enough," Gray finally said once he approached the three, a glass full of dark liquid sloshing around in his hand. "Here."
"You didn't drug this, did ya?" Natsu joked, taking the glass to take a sip.
"Totally. Would love to bring home a big lug like you." Gray snickered and Natsu merely nudged him as they further drowned in the crowd of dancers.
"Where's Loke?"
"Doing his whore-ish duties," Gajeel jerked his head over to the corner where Natsu followed, seeing the spiky ginger hair in the crowd. He couldn't see who he was talking to but he was close enough towards the VIP lounge where he knew where most of the women stayed. "We just waited for you so we can go join."
"Gajeel trying to pick up women? What has the world come to?"
"Shut the fuck up, I ain't talkin' about me." The pierced one growled and Natsu smirked at him as they once again pushed through people.
Approaching their whore friend, Natsu was pleasantly surprised to see Loke had ventured off into the VIP and he and his friends were allowed in without a fight. Loke always had connections and when it came to stuff like this, he could always count on the playboy to allow them entry to anywhere.
Seeing how Loke was standing beside another woman, chatting her ear off, he could see the few other bodies lingering around. He scanned the VIP section to see if he recognized anyone and to get a feel of who was around. The blonde popped back up into his mind and he wondered if she would be here instead of out there, hope pricking at his heart.
"Shots!" Loke shouted excitedly, ripping his attention towards the ginger who was now surrounded by squealing, giggly drunk girls and Gray and Gajeel who stood beside him.
If there was one thing about Loke, he would drain his entire bank account to impress any girl who was willing to throw him any ounce of attention.
And thank god for that because that meant Natsu didn't have to pay another fifteen dollar for a stupid fucking shot that should not be more than five.
Greedy hands reached for the shot glasses and once they were all picked up by those around, they were raising them for everyone to cheer excitedly. Natsu smirked at the petite gal who shyly smiled at him, clinking her glass against his. Raising the glass to bring to his mouth, his eyes darted to the side when he saw a flash of gold and his attention was quickly ripped from the one in front of him.
With the glass pressed to his lips, his eyes widened as he saw the tight blue dress that was wrapped around her figure so deliciously. Her long golden locks that swished behind her as her mile long legs took her across the lounge. She was heading right to the bar. All on her own.
Natsu was quick to drown the shot, slamming the shot glass down on the table where the petite woman was inching closer to him.
"Hi, I'm Faris. What's your—?"
"Excuse me." Natsu was quick to push her to the side, completely ignoring the gaping girl. He pushed through the crowd, ensuring his long legs reached her figure as he was approaching faster. The familiar sweet scent he inhaled earlier came back to twist in his gut and he couldn't help but grin.
Coming beside her, Natsu tried his best to not openly stare but instead try to get the attention of a bartender. Seeing how she was trying to do the same with a small huff coming out of her lips, Natsu felt the corner of his mouth tip upwards.
"Having trouble?" He asked which made her turn and look right at him, one eyebrow raised.
He could clearly see her features as she faced him and his breath hitched just a bit at the sight of her. Beautifully dressed and perfect in all the right ways. Adorable button nose, high cheekbones, luscious lips painted with glitter gloss, and dangle star earrings that hung from her lobes. He tried his best to keep his eyes on her face but goddamn her chest was fucking huge.
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry. I meant about the bartender," Natsu gave her a sheepish smile, finally getting eye contact with a bartender where he raised his hand.
"Oh, um, yes. It's busy tonight," She pursed her lips and he watched how she drummed her fingernails against the counter.
Once the bartender approached, Natsu turned to her once again. "What's your poison?"
"Huh?" She blinked at him stupidly before turning to see the bartender looking right at her too. "Oh, um, that's okay. I can get my own—"
"Don't worry about it. This one is on me." He gave her a cheeky grin and she eyed him skeptically for a moment before leaning towards the bartender.
"Strawberry gin and tonic, please."
"Whiskey on the rocks."
Seeing how the bartender disappeared to go make their drinks, Natsu turned back to the blonde. "So, what are you doing out here all on your own?"
"Who says I'm alone?" She gave him a small half-smile and he swore his heart skipped a beat.
"I just assumed because you're at the bar on your own."
"Maybe I just prefer to do some things on my own." She shrugged and he adjusted himself to face her better, widening his shoulders. "Why are you here on your own?"
"I'm actually here with my friends. One of them just got dumped so we're celebrating the old fashion way."
"I remember those days," she said with a soft smile on her lips and Natsu eyed her up and down.
"You talk as if you're some kind of fossil."
"Well I'm certainly not young." She let out a laugh and Natsu found himself leaning into her to hear it better.
"Whaat? You don't look a day over twenty two." He grinned at her cheekily and it was her turn to turn and face him. The way her plump lips curled up and how she batted her lashes at him had him swallowed thickly. He wanted to reach over and tuck the strain of hair that fell over her ear but he kept to himself, staring instead.
His eyes followed her dainty fingers that came between them to pinch at a lint on his chest and he felt absolutely mesmerized in her.
"While I appreciate your flattery," she gave him a coy smile, chocolate eyes looking up at him through thick lashes. He felt himself leaning into her as much as she was, his skin prickling at the light touch of her hand on his bicep. "I'm pretty sure I'm old enough to be your mother."
"And I'm old enough to make you feel young again."
He didn't even get to register what he was saying till he blurted it out and he was in shock as he watched her eyes widened at his words.
Usually, he wasn't the one to be smooth with his words. That was more Loke or even Gray but maybe they were rubbing off on him more than he thought.
But he couldn't lie and say the rush that came with his words didn't make his heart beat spike or his hair to rise because the feral look this woman was giving him made him feel as if his heart would leap out of his mouth.
"How old are you?" She asked, her eyes narrowing in suspicion for a moment.
"Twenty four years young." He replied, the large lump in his throat growing at the way he could feel her body heat. One more step and they would be pressed against each other and all he wants is to feel how soft she is.
She let out a small sigh and shook her head, taking a small step back. "Geez, I am old enough to be your mother."
"You don't look old at all."
"Sweetheart, I am forty one years old." She let out a laugh at the way his eyes widened and she turned back towards the bartender who finally came back with their drinks. "For your and my sake, we should just leave it at this." She gave him a smile as she plucked her drink up. "Thank you for the drink."
When she spun around on her heel to walk away, Natsu's arm shot out without another thought. His large hand wrapped around her arm and he was surprised at himself as much as she was when she turned to look back at him over her shoulder.
"All due respect, ma'am, but like I said, you don't look old at all and I am one hundred percent old enough to make you feel as good as any other guy."
Natsu had no idea what it was about this woman but he knew deep down he couldn't let her get away. So what if she was old enough to be his mom? She was certainly a hot ass fucking mom (if she was one) and he would not mind getting this hot mom in bed with him.
He didn't know what he said or did next but he was glad because the next thing he knew, he had her lips and body pressed against his.
His entire body tingled with delight and all the hair rose, leaving goosebumps in its wake as they kissed at the bar. She tasted like strawberries and gin, leaving little to no room for his imagination as this woman so sinfully took over his entire body.
When she had pulled away from him, all he felt was dizzy and incredibly aroused. He was seeing double and the way this blonde woman just rocked his entire world with just a single kiss made him want to see what else she could do. Is this the effect of older women? Because now he felt like he was developing an older woman kink.
"Does this make you a cougar?" He asked and she was laughing again, making it his favorite sound ever.
"I would tear you to pieces."
"And I would gladly let you." Natsu grabbed at her waist to bring her back to his body again and he pushed back her hair, tangling his fingers into her luscious locks. Tilting her head up so she was looking right at him, his hand on her waist dug into her soft flesh and he heard the soft gasp that came from his lips. With hooded eyes and a low, raspy voice, he introduced himself. "I'm Natsu, by the way."
The way her lips curled up and her hands found purchase around his neck, the soft purr that came from her made him want to groan.
"Lucy."
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Fin
