Chapter 129
That Time of the Month: Natsu
Stashed away on the outskirts of Magnolia barely stood the home of Natsu and Happy. A scowl formed on Lucy's face at the disheveled state of clothes and miscellaneous items scattered about the living room upon entry. Just showed how much all her hard work slaving away tidying up meant. Two days and it'd gone back to a pigsty! One more thing Lucy had to twist Natsu's ear about once she located him.
"He stayed home, wasn't feeling too good and wanted no one to bother him," Happy relayed when she questioned the whereabouts of her missing noisy teammate. Did that dissuade her from marching all the way out here to find him? Nuh-uh! He was getting a stern talking too no matter how futile!
"I hope one of the medications I bought does the trick." Knowing him the culprit of his illness was most likely indigestion like Gray joked before she took off. She chose safe over sorry. Responsibility wasn't one of Natsu's strong points. Even if he'd come down with something severe Lucy doubted the dragon slayer would opt for a check up. Huffing through the disorderly home she spent so much time fixing the other day, Lucy jiggled her bag like bells. A groan from the back rooms sounded and led Lucy to find the absent guild member laying on his bed facing away. At least he hadn't wandered off somewhere. Tracking him down would have proven to be a serious pain. "How are you feeling?"
"Lucy?" Natsu called in a strained, low voice. He faced her, his expression flushed and eyes glazed over.
"Oh wow, it's hard to be angry at you when you're looking like that. Happy really should know better than to leave you like this. I'll give that stupid cat a piece of my mind later." Lucy placed the bag of medication on the table and sifted through it. "Your face is flushed so I assume you have a fever… but is there anything else wrong? I bought a bunch just in case." She frowned hearing him groan. "Oh, am I annoying you? Sorry I care. I don't have to do this, y'know. Quite frankly I shouldn't after you morons threw away all my hard work cleaning this dump! You're lucky I'm such a nice person and didn't spend my earnings on that outfit we saw last week." Of course Natsu's health took precedence but she had to at least act pissed for the poor state of the house. Spare the rod, spoil the child after all.
"It really is you…"
"That fever must be worse than I thought if you're delirious. I'm gonna get you some water." Lucy headed for the door but found herself swiftly ensnared.
"This scent… Lucy."
She thought he was sick but the speed he moved belied that. Strong arms wrapped around her waist like coils kept her rooted. Lucy could feel his intense body heat and it was no exaggeration that skin contact burned. This went way beyond a normal fever. A temperature like this called for a trip to the medical center, if she could get him to let her go! That didn't seem to be in the cards; Natsu had something else in mind. "Hey! No getting handsy here buddy! If this is some kind of joke I'm not laughing!"
"Lucy," he breathed out, his hold tightening.
"Um, hey… just so we're clear, there is a punchline somewhere, right?" Her voice cracked as she waited for this to all be some foolish antics, laugh it off or berate him like usual. Nothing of the sort occurred.
"Lucy," he panted in the same hushed, strained voice he'd called out to her when Lucy walked in. Only this time it had a different edge to it. Natsu leaned into her nape and ghosted his nose along her neck.
"Hey, hold up! I am NOT okay with this sniff-a-thon! Sick or not you can't just— haha, that tickles! Hang on, you know I'm ticklish there! D-darn it, I said cut it out!"
"Your scent is… so good. Lucy, your scent is amazing," he revered. Nothing got through as Natsu went on and on about how good she smelled. Then, as if things couldn't get any weirder, Natsu took it a step farther. Inhaling Lucy's scent wasn't enough for him anymore. Tiny, a nip, but he did it all the same: he bit her.
A red spot the size of a gnat glowed on her neck. Heat filled her face hearing the echo of her moan and the action which caused it. Did Natsu just give me a hickey? Denial raided her thoughts but the dragon slayer sought to prove her wrong. Another mark marred her skin and Lucy was left to soak up the truth. She writhed while Natsu nibbled along her porcelain skin, across her collarbone. Dressed in her favorite white and blue heart-themed crop top and black mini-skirt left much of Lucy's skin exposed. Hiding the marks on her neck and collarbone would be impossible. God forbid if Cana found out…
"Lucy…" Her name rolled off Natsu's tongue with such desperation.
"Snap out of it, no matter how irresistible I look I am not food!" Freedom wouldn't come no matter her struggle. Lucy gasped when imprisoned against the wall and fell silent. Glazed over eyes stared intently into hers. That wasn't the kind of look you shot a friend… None of what he'd be doing to her was remotely "friendly".
"I've never smelled anything so delicious before," he panted.
Shock rushed through her system when Natsu's mouth smashed onto hers. Dizzy from the sudden attack left her reeling for several beats until Lucy's brain and body caught up with each other. She envisioned her first go around to be way more romantic than this, even if the object of her affection knew nothing of tact. Fighting to retain the last semblance of sanity bouncing within the whirlwind of heat and lust spreading throughout her body wasn't quite what she had in mind. Naive regarding topics of sensuality, she knew, but it wasn't like that was a bad thing! A boyfriend should be nice and gentle and caring in bed. This was the complete opposite of every and any erotic fantasy Lucy ever had. Chalk that up to never having a lover— daddy issues galore!
Her heart pounded painfully hard in her chest, growing tight with the need for air, her hands at his shoulders fighting between clutching at him in mindless hunger and trying to push him away. She hiked all the way here to assuage his illness, not his libido! Until now she didn't even know he had one. Natsu's hands were all over her, grasping at every piece of exposed skin.
She shuddered against him and squeaked a small noise into his mouth. Apparently the roof of her mouth was an erogenous zone for her. Was that weird? Reading romance books about lovers sharing sweet, warm kisses, not one came to mind about a weirdo who moaned when the top of their mouth got licked. Maybe it was just the way his tongue lavished over her palate and slid up glide over it. Her mouth reactively rebounded off his from the sensual act. Obviously Natsu took a fancy to it the way his kiss turned more aggressive. Lucy hadn't meant too but it wasn't like this scenario was a part of her plan.
Neither was the small little "something" Lucy felt trickle down her leg.
Natsu dragged a choked gasp from her bruised lips ripping away. Her lips were numb and desperate for more. Oh, he was breathing kind of hard too. It was such a needy sound. Her attention directed at his descending hand and Lucy's stomach instinctively sucked in as his glided southward. Despite the tremendous heat which hazed her mind to the point she forgot why she'd come here in the first place, she managed to find her voice. "H-hey, hands above the equator, mister!" It was low, cracked; the winning faction warring in her brain berated her for babbling nonsense. Luckily for them, Natsu wasn't in the mood to listen.
"My mate… Lucy, you're so warm and soft."
"M-mate?! H-hang on a second, do you actually want to…!" His finger only grazed her pussy and Lucy sunk her nails into his shoulders. Perhaps in his sex-starved mind Natsu decided to take her into consideration and moved this to his bed before she fell. By the way he practically threw Lucy down and predatory manner Natsu pounced, it was more than likely he thought this was easier.
Drawing small circles around her clit aroused consistent, low, choked moans that made his ears wiggle and her fingernails dig into the bedsheets. Natsu's body disappeared from hers— Oh my god he's licking me! Lucy whimpered and writhed as his tongue ran from her neck, making a quick stop to tease a pebbled nipple for a yelp, down to slide around her navel. Anywhere Natsu touched roused a sound of some kind and she had zero control. This is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this! One part screamed. This feels so… right, good. The other retorted as he moved to worship her thighs. If her deep ragged breaths were anything to go by, the latter portion of her brain wishing to revel in this thrill proved dominant.
"I found it."
"F-found?"
Natsu situated himself between her legs, removing the soaked piece of fabric that used to be her favorite pair of panties. His warm breath caressed her most sensitive region. She attempted to close her legs but his superior strength kept them separate. "I need to taste more of you, Lucy."
"I think you've had more than enou… ough…!" Lucy's hands flew into his pink hair as the dragon slayer slurped her arousal loud. His tongue took the plunge. White flashed across her vision and the celestial mage was left unable to utter a proper word.
"You taste so good," he sighed while lapping at her folds, drinking all that flowed. Lucy's grip tightened on his soft locks while she squirmed. A constant steam of arousal fell on his wiggling tongue and no matter the amount Natsu seemed to crave more. Lucy experienced difficulty contending with the contradictory and equally strong messages of intoxicating bliss and blind panic rushing through her at full tilt.
Lucy felt so light-headed; the world spun and bleached white. So lost in the sensual furnace Natsu's tongue alighted she hadn't even registered he'd propped back on top of her. Shifting clothes dropped her eyes to a healthy erection sprung up and aimed toward her crotch. Thinking about the next step fried her brain and Lucy remained in a state of suspended animation until contact.
Entry was… shockingly pleasant, all things considered. Natsu's streak of reckless indulgence and deaf to her words left Lucy concerned how tactless he would be. Fitting him still proved a task. Thick inches stretched her inner walls farther than a couple fingers. Burrowed deep, their crotches kissed, his head against the end. She couldn't believe this was happening, that she was allowing it to happen. No, she tried to stop him! Telling him to cut it out while holding onto him and kissing him! Enjoying his fingers all over her body!
…
Hm.
I just went with the mood!
Well of course she did. If the events up until this point hadn't pleased her, there were thirteen spirits at her beckon call who would have long-since appeared. Several inches of Natsu had hilted leaving no room and she was over the moon.
Natsu retrained her wrists against the mattress and rutted at a controlled tempo. Tinges of pain from entry fizzled into sparks of pure arousal. Lucy began bucking back into him ever so slightly, in time with each stroke. The growing waves of pleasure wafting through her body were becoming too much to handle. This was real life; they were having sex and Lucy still found herself bewildered several minutes in. And it was… good. Really, really good. Amazing! Yeah her experience was nada but it all made her feel warm, scorching. The hedonistic sensation of being hollow before filled right to the neck time and time again was enough to make her see constellations.
Leaving her wrists for the time being and trading to knead her breasts brought a pleasured sigh which caused his cock to pulse. Through clothes swiftly grew bothersome and he yanked the front down. Lucy shuddered a cry as the wet heat of his mouth bore down on her. She relished the way he attended to her breasts. It was clear he enjoyed them. Every touch summoned a greater intensity from the dragon slayer who rutted her. Pride shouldn't have been filling her right now, joy, knowing he was hyper-fixated on her and only her.
"A mate feels so good… you feel good, Lucy." Natsu halted his movements and sat up. His hands moved mesmerized over her voluptuous figure, sliding along her waist, outlining her breasts, thumbing her nipples, ghosting her shoulders. All the while he pulsed within the celestial mage who had far too much information processing to concentrate appropriately.
Gosh, now he wants to turn all romantic? Lucy couldn't hold a frown very well, the hands which wandered her skin far too distracting and titillating. Soon his lips returned to her skin. Open-mouthed kisses descended on her and traveled up her neck, behind her ear, around its outer shell. Natsu's hips gradually kicked up steam, controlled, growing brisk. Strain twisted his expression and the throb of his cock increased in tandem with his hips. That moment of calm and passionate romance fell away to something more primal.
He fell on top of Lucy and reached behind to grab her hair. Pulling the golden locks at the base of her neck forced her head back into the mattress. She winced, releasing a noise between pain and delight. The sear of her hair being pulled at the root mixed with the unmitigated rapture of his throbbing cock vehemently filling her. Beneath the panting mess of Lucy Heartfelia were snapping bed springs that gave way under each successive slam. Feeling the knot tightening far too much in her stomach became unbearable quickly. A rush of sensation washed over Lucy. For a time, she thought she'd mistakenly entered the world of the celestial spirits. Her orgasm left all four limbs and muscles contracting, skin torched as if dipped in a volcano. Natsu sounded his climax soon after as the constricting muscles around him ended his hip's tirade. Sticky heat ejected into her, each pulse sending more as they laid in a shivering heap. Only in the final moments of her afterglow had Lucy come to understand the true nature of the heat which now filled her body.
"N-Natsu, you didn't pull out!" Lucy found the strength to move back just enough for his dick to slip out. "Oh man… I don't even know if it was a good day. W-woah!" A strong hand hauled her on her stomach and hoisted her ass up. Natsu stood behind her, massive hands framing her hips. Once again, she could feel him. "There's no way you're not done!"
"I wonder if I should have accompanied Lucy," Erza mused while delighting in a strawberry shortcake.
Gray shrugged. "No point. Bringing medicine isn't a two man job."
"Gives her some alone time with him, if you know what I mean," Cana joined in a table next to them, a drum of ale in her arms.
"Y-you don't mean…!" Wendy flared up and covered her mouth at the insinuation.
"Do not fill the child's head with such perverse nonsense!"Carla quickly chastised.
Happy sported a mischievous grin. "What if it's true?"
"Hah! As if that flame for brains could even pick that up." Gray's comment left them all nodding in a mix of agreement and pity.