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Lucy was daydreaming again. And based on the flush of her cheeks, Levy was reasonably certain that she knew what her friend was thinking about. The pair were sitting in the guild’s library, going through old manuscripts. They were supposed to be deciding which should be rewritten, and which could be passed on or recycled. But yet again, the blonde was lost in a daze, leaving Levy to work alone.
In her defense, Lucy had tried to get the memories of the night in question out of her head. There seemed to be no remedy for it, and Lucy continually found herself being shaken out of a reverie. In her mind, she was transfixed by the memory of obsidian eyes locked onto her from between her thighs. She could feel herself tangling his pink hair between her fingers, pulling insistently on it, and begging him not to stop. He had smirked and replied that he had no intention of stopping until she wouldn’t think of anything but him while he was gone. Well, mission accomplished there. She sighed and dragged herself out of the memory for the 9th time that day. Levy was staring at her.
Lucy flushed and muttered an apology, but Levy shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. My first time with Gajeel was the same. It must be a dragon thing. Possessive brutes!” she giggled.
Lucy sputtered. “I understand possessiveness coming from Gajeel! You’re a proper couple. But Nat….” she flushed even darker “He and I, we aren’t really anything beyond friends!”
“Well, that is obviously not how Natsu felt about it, Lu. But can you blame him? They were leaving on a quest with no idea how long it’d take. Gajeel was rather…. thorough in his goodbyes also if you’re curious.” Again, she giggled wildly at the scandalized look on Lucy’s face.
“Levy, please! I think his crass nature is starting to rub off on you!” Lucy fiddled with the pen in her hand. “I don’t know, I just feel like I won’t even know what to say to him when they get back. It wasn’t so bad when I thought he would be back in a few days, but it’s been 3 months now!“ All of the dragon slayers had gotten together to go on a training endeavor. Natsu said he was able to control E.N.D’s power for the most part, but he wanted to master it. “I don’t ever want to lose control and hurt someone again” was his reasoning when he explained the plan to her. And right after that is when he said goodbye…
Memories flashed through her mind again; his hungry mouth against her neck, her breast, her sex, and the smoldering look in his eyes when he had stood over her trembling body. “I have to go now, Luce. I’ll come back as soon as I can, I promise. Don’t you dare forget to think about me.” His mouth had consumed hers again and then he was gone, out the window faster than she could blink.
“Well, I’m sure they will all be home soon, and things will work themselves out.”
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Walking home that evening, Lucy was startled to see Gajeel walking toward her. “You’re back! Oh, gosh are you okay?” The iron slayer had a bandage around his bicep and a partially healed burn wound across his chest.
Gajeel grunted grumpily. “Yeah, I’m fine. Is Levy still at the guild?” at Lucy’s nod he grunted his thanks. “By the way, bunny girl. Your Salamander is waiting for you. Demonic brat was near impossible to tame though.” He shuffled off to find Levy.
Lucy shivered, wondering yet again exactly when Natsu had become her Salamander. She continued on her way home and noticed that her window was open, which she knew was not as she had left it. Her mouth ran dry, and her stomach churned at the knowledge of who must be up there, waiting for her. Still, she made herself climb the stairs calmly.
Things will work themselves out, she repeated to herself as she entered the apartment. He was there, lounging on her bed in nothing but pajama pants. The room was steamy and smelled strongly of his favorite soap, as though he had just finished bathing.
She moved through the room, staying quiet. Now that he was in front of her, she really couldn’t think straight. What was she supposed to say? What did he expect of her now? What if it had meant something she didn’t quite grasp? Or worse, what if it had meant nothing? Lucy had barely made it a few steps toward the couch before he was up and beside her.
A squeak of surprise escaped her as he wrapped his strong arms around her form. “Mmmm…I missed you.” His voice was husky and rumbled his chest slightly against hers. She tentatively wrapped her arms around him in return but stayed quiet. One of his hot fingers tipped her chin up to look at him, and she was swallowed by the eyes that had haunted nearly every thought she had had during his absence.
“Did you miss me?” he murmured against her ear, inhaling her scent from where his nose was buried in her hair. She could feel him smirk when she shivered against him. Still, she could not bring herself to answer him. “Did you think about me, like I told you to Lucy?” His voice was deeper now, and thick with some emotion Lucy wasn’t sure of. He pulled back slightly at her continued silence and looked down at her.
“I can smell the truth on you Luce. You thought about me a lot, didn’t you? This whole place is filled with the smell of your arousal.”
Slowly, Lucy nodded slightly, unsure of herself. Unsure of him even. He seemed pleased at her admission and leaned down, kissing her gently. She blushed and tried not to melt against him, her mind spinning. It didn’t take long for the gentle kiss to shift. An edge of hunger crept into it, and soon Natsu was pressing her back against the door, his mouth molded to hers. He finally broke away, trailing kisses along her jaw to her throat when he let out another contented hum. “I asked if you missed me, Lucy.” He stated flatly.
She swallowed hard but did not attempt to respond, her heart throbbing in her ears. Her lips burned at the absence of him, and his breath tickled the skin of her neck. Suddenly, he let out a low growl and stood back up to look down at her. He wrapped her ponytail into his hand and pulled gently, but with enough force that she would have no choice but to comply. With her throat bared to him, she trembled in his arms.
His voice was low, like a growl, and the desire laced in it sent fire racing through her sex. “I can smell your need. I made you cum. Don’t fucking ignore me, Lucy.”
She let out a whimpering gasp, “N-Natsu! Yes! Yes, I missed you!”
He pressed his lips to her pulse point and feathered kisses along her throat. “Good girl.”
She squealed again when his hands suddenly cupped her thighs, lifting her to wrap around him. She threw her arms around his neck to keep from falling away from him, and the new angle allowed her to look down into his eyes. She hesitated for two heartbeats, studying the look in his eyes, then gave in and crushed her lips against his, letting go of her reservations. With a low groan, Natsu carried her to the bed and allowed them to fall onto it, caging her beneath him. Lucy kissed him like she needed his lips to breathe, her fingers tightening in his hair, tugging it less-than-gently. His warning growl made her smile against his lips, and he pulled back to attack her neck again, sucking at the skin.
“Ah! Oh, N-Natsu!” her back arched at the sweet ache his teeth were causing against her skin, pressing her body against him. She released his hair and slid her hands down his body, working the buttons of her skirt open and wriggling it off of her.
Natsu growled again and sat up. “I wanted to do that!” he whined, sounding much more like the goofball partner she was used to. The shift gave her pause for only a moment before her desire overwhelmed her logic again.
“I have other clothes on still Natsu. Ah! HEY!” She slapped at him when her t-shirt turned to ash against her skin. Before she could properly attack him for it, his hands were pulling her bra off and his mouth (GODS what a mouth!) was wrapped around a nipple tightly, tugging it between his lips and releasing it, only to chase it back into his mouth again. She writhed underneath him, working her panties off before he decided to burn those away too.
Natsu had switched nipples and was tonguing the previously neglected one. His hand massaged her breasts, making her moan and return to clinging to him. Her nails dug into him lightly and she lifted her hips to his, grinding against him. He released his hold on her and stood up to rid himself of his pants, letting his erection spring free of its containment. Lucy followed him, raining kisses along his abdomen and hips, she felt his manhood pressing against her ribs and reached down to wrap her hand around it.
She was surprised at how soft the skin was, especially as she was used to Natsu being covered in scars and callouses. Gently, she stroked him lightly, nipping at his hip bone. Natsu was looking down at her, his breathing uneven and sharp as she worked her hand along his member. Lucy leaned down and planted a feather-light kiss against the tip, letting her tongue flick out against him slowly. The strangled groan that escaped him made Lucy moan in response and wrap her lips around the head, dragging her tongue all around the spongy flesh.
Natsu’s eyes flashed with need again and he pulled away pushing her back. Lucy whined out a protest. “I want to return the favor from last time!”
“Later. I need you too much to wait right now. As long as…. this is what you want.” He sank onto his knee between her thighs.
Lucy licked her lips slowly, letting out a shaky breath. “I want you, Natsu. All of you.” She had hardly finished speaking before he was on her again, their tongues battling for dominance in the fervent kiss. When she felt his hands brush over her heated sex, she wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned into him. He positioned the head of his penis against her entrance and pulled back once more, searching her face.
Lucy trembled, then laid back against the mattress. “Natsu…. Please.” She said simply, and he pressed himself into her steadily, tearing through her hymen and filling her entirely. He froze at her cry and looked down at her face, scrunched up in pain. Peppering kisses across her brow and cheeks, he slowly shifted his hips, pulling back a bit before sinking back in deliberately. Her whine of discomfort morphed into a soft moan, and he continued the slow pace, claiming her neck again, sucking hard at the same spot he’d been biting on all night.
“Ohhhhh, Natsu…. ngh…” she rolled her hips up to meet his shallow thrusts. Encouraged, he starts to move more, pulling almost all the way out before burying himself into her again, eliciting another loud cry from her. Natsu sat up, holding onto her waist, and pulling her hips to meet his with an audible -slap!- of flesh against flesh. Lucy’s moans rise in volume with every thrust, and the sound was overwhelming to him.
Letting his head drop back, he plowed into her, hard and fast, lost in the feeling of her wrapped around him at last. “Fff-FUCK Luce….so damned tight!” He pulled one of her legs up onto his shoulder, biting at her calf and grinning devilishly at the yelp that mixed in with the moans.
Lucy couldn’t even see straight anymore. Natsu was pounding into her relentlessly like a piston, filling her perfectly. It felt right to have him inside her, not to mention how incredible the roll of his hips was making her feel. In the pit of her stomach, she could feel the pressure building. Each nibble on her leg, each thrust into her driving her closer and closer to her climax.
She forced herself to open her eyes, needing to see him. His face was pressed against her calf, his eyes closed in pleasure. His muscles were shining with a thin sheen of sweat in the moonlight from her window. Little wisps of flame licked at the skin of his torso, dancing up and vanishing into little wisps of smoke. He was so lost in her that his magic manifested outside of his control. Lucy pulled her leg away from him and wrapped them around his hips instead. He fell forward so that he loomed over her again. He looked at her, startled for a moment, but when her ankles locked behind him and she pulled him deeper still within herself, he let out a broken moan.
“Lucy…god!” slipping a hand between them, he found her clit and began tracing circles around it. It was too much for her. Dragging him closer to her, she dug her nails into his back and screamed his name into the night as her orgasm slammed into her.
The spasming of her walls around him pushed him to the brink along with her, but it was the sound of her screaming for him, only him that undid him. With a low growl, he slammed once more into her fully and exploded, emptying himself within her and collapsing beside her. She trembled beneath him and her eyes were half closed and glazed with exhausted pleasure. “You are the most beautiful, incredible creature I have ever met Lucy Heartfilia,” he murmured against her neck, nipping at the bruised skin of her neck.
Her giggle is was cut short by a moan at the delightful pain. “I think you’re pretty neat too Natsu. Welcome home.”
Later, they were sitting in the tub together, intertwining their fingers when he speaks softly against her hair. “I’m sorry if I rushed you into anything Lucy. Ever since I accepted that other part of me…I haven’t been very good at managing my feelings for you. And when I knew I would be leaving you for possibly a long while, I couldn’t stand the thought of not telling you how much I wanted you to be mine.” He pressed a kiss into her hair making her smile happily. “I meant to just tell you, but I lost control that night, and I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it Natsu. It was certainly unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome. Gajeel called you My Salamander…..and also a demonic brat.” She giggled at his offended huff. “I think I could get used to you being mine.” Turning to look at him, she pressed a sweet kiss against his lips. “My Demon Salamander. I like the sound of that.”
Natsu rolled his eyes, but let it go, focusing instead on kissing her.