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He’s been noticing more and more that Lucy’s hair shines like a pretty prize. That her laugh is the sound of pure joy, something that makes him feel warmed to his very bones in a way his fire could never replicate. That her eyes are the most perfect shade of brown, her skin the most supple and soft out of everything he's ever touched. And that her smile brightens up a room with a type of light that, if bottled, could cure any illness.
He’s noticed that he wants all of that perfect Lucyness to only be his. He wants to steal her away and keep her hidden in his horde at home. Only his eyes would get to gaze at the beauty that is his celestial mage. She'd be there every morning he woke and every night as he went to sleep. He wants to have her in a way no one else has been able to. He wants her to be his in every meaning of the word.
It's not a logical way to think but he's never been all that logical. And he can't bring himself to care all that much about the lack of logic in his thoughts. He wants to possess her, burn his scent into her skin, overtake her mind, be the only person she thinks of.
And he knows it's odd to think this way about his partner. But as she sits there at the bar, her blonde hair shining in that way he loves, her laughter fluttering about the guildhall, he can't make himself think any other way.
—
Lucy tucks a stand of hair behind her ear as she leans towards the straw in her strawberry pineapple milkshake. Mirajane had been experimenting in the kitchen making smoothies a week ago and she had very quickly fallen in love with the Strawberry Pineapple blend shake. She’s probably had six or seven in the past two weeks alone.
She licks her lips as she pulls away from the drink, nodding along absentmindedly at something Cana says in her drunk rumbling.
“I'm serious, Lucy. you got to get yourself a date.”
Lucy splutters, “wait what?! Where'd that come from?”
“Were you not listening to me?” she asks. Then she grins mischievously, “you thinking about someone?”
“No, I wasn't,” she said through clenched teeth. Her face heats in embarrassment, though she really doesn't have any reason to be embarrassed. She really wasn’t thinking of anybody. She wasn't really thinking anything at all.
Cana laughs loud enough to draw attention towards the two of them. Lucy can't help but be happy that the guild is used to Cana’s loud laughing so they just go straight back to their business.
“You totally were. You're blushing redder than those strawberries in that milkshake.”
“I was not.” Lucy denies again, shaking her head to add effect.
But Cana won't be deterred. She reaches forward and grabs Lucy’s arm pulling her in close. She leans up to her ear, “was it someone in the guild? Which Fairy Tail hottie’s got your attention?”
Lucy sighs, her face hot. She's always found it annoying how easily she blushed. At this moment she couldn't be any more annoyed. Had she not blushed, Cana may have believed her when she denied thinking of someone. But her own embarrassment has doomed her.
She squares her shoulders, takes a deep breath in, cooling her cheeks and gives the drunk mage the truth, “no one.”
Cana groans, displeased with her extravagant answer. Then she leans back and guzzles down the rest of the booze from the beer glass in her hand. She slams the glass down onto the bar, Mira quickly coming over and taking the finished dish. Then she whips her head towards the blonde beside her, “you should go on a date.”
The statement is matter of fact and she barely even breathes before continuing, not once letting Lucy butt in.
“You've got one rocking bod, one of the most gorgeous faces I've ever seen and an absolutely alluring personality. No one could ever possibly want to pass up a sexy thing like you. Plus I know you've been wanting a date. You complain to Levy about wanting a boyfriend all the time.”
“I do not complain all the time,” Lucy huffs, taking a somewhat angry sip of her delicious smoothie. She doesn't even have to look at Cana to catch the expression on her face. She is more than aware of how much she would like a boyfriend but Cana is making it out as if she never talks about anything else with Levy. She most definitely does talk about other things with her. Like novels, and writing. Clothes too. And Gajeel and boys. And boys again.
Okay! She can admit that they talk about guys a lot but…
Whatever. That's not the point.
Lucy meets Cana’s gaze head on, quickly doubling down on her previous sentence, “I do not complain all the time.”
Cana rolls her eyes, her smile still firmly in place, “okay, fine, not all the time. But you do enough for me to notice. And for me to know that you need to get it on with a hot piece of man candy.”
Her grin deepens. She leans extremely close to Lucy, her face mere inches away from the blondes, “if you'd rather someone of a different flavor, I'd be happy to sate your sexual frustration.”
Lucy's face flames, a blush spreading across her face as quickly as wildfire. With her eyes wide and her breaths fast as her heart races, Lucy murmurs, “I'm not sexually frustrated.”
Cana looks her up and down, her movements a bit wobbly from being under the influence of barrels of booze. “You totally are.”
Lucy scowls then grabs Cana’s drink and forces it to her lips. “Drink and leave me alone.”
Cana cackles but does as told while Lucy takes sips of her milkshake to calm her simmering thoughts and her warm blush.
She doesn't get much quiet time before Cana is speaking again, her speech even more slurred. “No seriously though. Who out of the guild would you wanna go out with?”
“Can't you just drop it, Cana?” The celestial mage pleads.
And just because she practically begged, Cana decided to not only go against her wishes but she also goes over the top with it.
Before Lucy can even blink, Cana is stumbling as she stands, then her voice is cracking loudly across the guild hall. “Listen up, Fairies! Our resident celestial wizard, the lovely and most beautiful Lucy Heartfilia, wants a boyfriend. Who wants to ask her out on a date?”
Lucy is embarrassed enough that she wants to melt into a puddle and soak into the wooden floor of the guild hall as she tries to tug Cana down to sit back on her stool. She desperately wishes everyone will ignore Cana and her shenanigans like they always do but then there are collective wolf whistles sounding from around them as multiple guys walk up towards her.
Lucy recognizes the three of them immediately. All three of them have complimented her on one occasion or another. Max, Warren and Bickslow come towards her from three separate directions. The blush on her face is all flattery and mortification compared to actual interest in them. No offense to the three of them. It's just, Lucy isn't really attracted to the three of them like that. She may have had a thing for Max once but that was a long time ago, around the time she had only just joined Fairy Tail.
Cana laughs more and louder as the three of them come to a stop a few feet in front of them.
“Let's make this extra fun. Why don't each of you share why you'd like to go on a date with our dear Lucy?”
That suggestion just makes Lucy’s mortification grow.
“I’ll tell you why I’d want to take Miss Lucy on a date,” a voice speaks up from the other side of Cana. A deep gravelly one that sounds a bit drunk just like Cana, “I’d love to take her to a nice dinner and butter her up then make our way to nice cozy ho-”
“Ew! Dad! I did not need to know that you'd take my best friend on a date!” Cana exclaims, scrunching up her face in disgust.
And it was Cana’s dad.
Lucy stared slack jawed at Gildarts. The man who just admitted he'd like to butter her up and almost was able to say he wanted to take her to a hotel. Lucy knows what couples get up to in hotels. God, she's so embarrassed. There's no other way to say it. She desperately wishes she could erase these moments from history forever. Sadly, even with all the magic of Fairy Tail, the likelihood of that is not very high.
“Now that we've all been reminded that my dads a gross womanizer, let's hear from our three actual contestants!” Cana speaks as if she was hosting a gameshow while holding her cup of booze to her face like a microphone.
“Why don't we start with Max? Max! Why would you like to take Lucy on a date?”
Before he can answer, a smoking hand lands on his shoulder. Max jumps, his head slowly creeping to look behind him.
Natsu stands there, his face completely blank. He tightens his grip on Max’s shoulder till he winces in pain. The guild goes quiet as they watch. The commotion has died down and everyone has turned their attention on the current spectacle.
When Natsu speaks, his voice is so cold. Colder than Lucy’s ever heard it. Colder than Grey’s ice. She can’t keep a shudder from racking through her. In her peripheral vision she sees others shudder as well, some of them even wrapping their arms around themselves. “Don’t even begin to answer that.”
Max gulps and shakes his head vigorously in up and down motions. Natsu flicks his eyes towards Warren and Bickslow. Warren nods too while Bickslow puts his hands up in a show of surrender.
The guild watches with belated breath as Natsu lets go of Max’s shoulder before walking between him and Warren. They don't know what to do. They've never seen Natsu in a mood like this. The power houses of the guild feel their hackles rise. Erza has her stance posed and ready to take him down if need be. Same goes for Gray.
Natsu stalks towards Gildarts. Gildarts stays relaxed, watching Natsu in amusement. The look must tick Natsu off because seconds later he grips Gildarts by the throat, pulling him from his relaxed position.
Gildarts still does not tense but he watches Natsu with an expression of warning.
Natsu snarls. The sound is something that they've only ever heard when he gets really serious in fights. When someone he cared about was hurt. Well it's really similar at least. This one has a possessive undertone to it. One that even has Master Makarov’s attention from his spot sitting on the bar a few seats down from Lucy.
Natsu’s hand starts smoking around Gildarts. The area around them heats as Natsu speaks, his voice low and dangerous and incredibly angry. “Say something about taking Lucy anywhere near a hotel again and I'll burn you alive till you're nothing more than a pile of ashes.”
Lucy flinches the slightest bit. Is Natsu behaving this way for her? To protect her? Or is it something else?
Erza starts slowly inching towards Natsu from behind him. She has her sword out, ready to knock him down because right now it seems like Natsu is in a…unpredictable mood. An unpredictable Natsu is dangerous.
Lucy is speaking before she can think better of it.
“Natsu.”
His head snaps towards her. She has to stop her body from shivering a mysterious mixture of delight and fear when she sees the possessive look on his face and that burning desire in his eyes.
Erza stills, looking back and forth between Lucy and Natsu as she waits to see what he'll do. Hell, the entire guild is watching.
“Let go of him.”
Natsu does.
He drops his hand from Gildarts throat and practically ignores the man's existence as he walks towards Lucy, his eyes on her and only her.
Cana presses back against the bar to get out of his way. Her drunkenness seems to have disappeared in the odd moment. Cana looks at Lucy with worry when Natsu comes to stop in front of her.
He doesn't speak. He just reaches forward, wraps an arm around her waist and throws her over his shoulder.
“What?!” She yelps. “What are you doing? Natsu-”
He starts walking away from the rest of the guild.
She lightly smacks against his back but after that doesn't work she pounds her fists against his back as she tries to wriggle out of his hold. “Natsu! Put me down!” She demands, the blush on her face a bright red as he passes through their fellow guild members. He tightens his hold on her when she continues to try and break free but he does let up and eventually she just slumps.
Lucy looks up at the whole of the Fairy Tail guild watching the display with a mixture of surprise, confusion, and ‘what the hell should we do!?’ All of them besides a select few. Bickslow, Laxus, Gildarts and Marorav watch with knowing expressions and Lucy desperately wants to scream from them to tell her what they know.
But Natsu does give her a chance. He pushes open the doors to the guild hall with his free hand and Lucy meets Cana’s worry and guilt filled eyes. As a last minute thought, she yells right to Cana, “I'll be fine!”
She just wanted to wipe that guilty expression off of her face. Cana has no reason to feel that guilty. The doors to the guild hall close behind them before she can tell if Cana’s expression lessened or not.
She wriggles again over Natsu’s shoulder just to spite him for taking her away from the guild for god knows what reason. She smacks his back again and instead of being completely nonchalant like she expected, Natsu responds in kind with a smack against her ass.
She squeals in surprise. Her face burning as a slight sting sets into her ass and as she realizes that her skirt is practically bearing her to the world.
There is only one redeeming thing in this situation to be thankful for: it's late and no one is out to see her humiliation.
Lucy grips the bottom of Natsu’s vest in her hands as she hides her head in his back. His arm around her waist does not relent and he still does not speak.
What is he gonna do to me?!
—
The members of the Fairy Tail guild are all shocked to say the least. They have never seen Natsu act in such a way. Sure he always tried to pick fights with Gildarts but they were childish and playful fights, not actual threatening fights like that. And none of them have ever seen him with such a cold expression or make such frightening sounds. Sounds bordering on being animalistic. Beastly.
“Is Lucy gonna be okay?” Cana breaks the awkward silence. None of them are sure if they should be going after them or not but her question seems to spring multiple people into action. Erza and Gray start to stalk towards the guild hall doors till Laxus cuts in and stops them in their path.
“Laxus, get out of the way.” Erza growls, frustrated.
“Blondie will be fine,” he sighs exasperated. “I wouldn't interrupt them.”
“How do you know she'll be fine? Didn't you see how he was acting? It's like he wasn't even himself!” Gray yells, throwing one of his arms out widely for emphasis.
“Laxus is right.” Master Makarov’s voice breaks out through the guild, drawing all of the gathered members' attention.
Erza frowns. “What do you know, Laxus? Why is he acting like that?”
“It's a dragon slayer thing.”
“Stop beating around the bush! Tell me straight!”
Gildarts starts loudly laughing at the bar. He brings his cup of booze to his face and downs it in three large gulps. He sighs loudly when he's done and wipes his face before looking at Erza. “Natsu is claiming what is his. That's why he got so mad at me.” He keeps laughing like the situation is the funniest thing in the world.
“What do you mean, ‘claiming what's his’?” Cana exclaims.
“He's been in love with her since she joined the guild. It's a surprise it took this long for him to break.”
“In love?” Erza raises a brow towards Gildarts.
Laxus continues for him when it seems like he can't control his laughter. “Dragon slayers are a whole lot like dragons when it comes to their treasure. Lucy is Natsu’s treasure. So he's claiming her and then he'll hoard her for a bit.”
Cana catches on quickly, “what if Lucy doesn’t want that?”
Laxus looks towards her with a look on his face that pretty much asks if she's dumb without him having to say anything. “Have you even paid attention to Lucy? Or to them when they're together? It really is a surprise it took this long. Plus Natsu is stronger than his urges. If Lucy doesn't want it, he'll be able to stop himself. Have a little more faith in your fellow guild members.”
Slowly the rest of the guild starts to piece together Gildarts and Laxus’s words. Then there was some nervous chuckling, some wolf whistles and a whole lot of relaxing.
“Hey, Happy!” Laxus shouts. Happy looks up from where he was sitting with Carla lost in his own little world with the cat he loved.
“Yes?”
“Stay somewhere else tonight. You won't want to disturb Natsu and Lucy.”
Happy gasps then giggles like a schoolgirl before saluting and shouting, “aye, sir!”
—
Natsu kicks open the door to his house, still with his Lucy firmly planted on his shoulder. He walks to the back of the house and drops her on his bed. His eyes take in her disheveled appearance, relishing in the pink tint to her cheeks and the way she looks up at him through her long beautiful lashes. She has her legs pulled up, her bare skin on full display. He licks his lips as his eyes trail over her figure.
“Natsu?” she whispers hesitantly, her voice as beautiful as always.
He wants to burrow inside of her and keep her hidden for as long as possible. He wants to hold her and love her and claim her as his. He wants to leave marks all over her body. So much so that no one would ever even begin to think she was available. Not Max or Gildarts, or Warren and Bickslow. No man out in public either. He'd keep her nice and covered in his claim.
“Natsu…” She says his name again and all he wants to do is swallow her voice and keep it safe inside his chest.
He falls to his knees on the side of his bed, his breaths like heavy huffs as he reaches forward and wraps a hand around her dainty ankle. Those perfect brown eyes of hers are wide as she watches him. He rubs the bones of her ankles as he starts to undo the straps in her black strappy flats.
She swallows loudly, the sound drawing his attention to her pretty pretty throat when her sandal falls to the floor.
He leans down and presses a kiss to the inside of her ankle, his eyes closed in pleasure as he is finally able to touch her with his lips. She gasps at the contact, her fingers digging into the sheets of Natsu’s bed as she watches him, her heart beating rapidly.
He kisses up her calf and kisses the side of her knee, pushing her thighs apart.
“Natsu.” she whispers again.
He releases her leg and moves to the other. This time he starts at her knee and starts kissing down towards the straps of her sandal. Then he takes her sandal off and places a matching kiss on the inside of her ankle.
The sweet heady scent of her arousal greets him as he makes his way back up her leg. He looks up to her and her hazy eyes, and her fluttering lashes, and her breasts as they move with each breath.
He watches as her slightly parted lips open further as he kisses her inner thighs, switching back and forth as he draws closer and closer to the hem of her skirt and the treasure waiting for him underneath it.
Lucy reaches forward and runs a hand through his pink fluffy hair, scratching at his scalp with her nails. She keens as he nibbles and sucks a deep colored mark into her thigh. She starts shaking in desperation after the sixth or seventh mark. She feels squirmy and hot and all she wants is for Natsu to move higher. To put his mouth to good use on a whole other part of her. A part that no one has touched before or even ever had the privilege of seeing.
She thought she would be nervous when this time came but this is Natsu. And she trusts him more than she trusts anyone.
“Natsu,” she whimpers, her voice a pleading melody to Natsu’s ears.
He nibbles roughly on her thigh even closer to her core. Natsu wants to press his nose into her cunt and just smell her for hours. She smells so perfectly sweet. So perfectly feminine. So perfectly Lucy.
He loves the way she squirms under his hands and mouth. Loves the way that every time he adds another mark he can smell her getting wetter and wetter.
She tugs on his hair insistently. When he looks up her eyes are pleading and wet with tears. “Please Natsu? I want- I need- please. ” She whimpers and pulls on his hair, trying to get his mouth on her pussy already. She was ready. Soaked through her panties even. She was sure. She didn't expect this when Natsu stole her away from the guild but now she's so desperate that she feels like she's coming out of her skin.
Natsu loves the way his Lucy already sounds like she's wrecked. He wants to hear what she sounds like when has direct pleasure on her cunt. He wants to hear what sounds she makes when she comes.
He reaches under her trembling thighs and wraps his arms around each of them before pulling her till her ass rests on the edge of his bed.
His bed.. Lucy is in his bed.
He pants like a ravenous beast, his mouth salivating at the thought of tasting her very core.
He leans forward and licks a long stripe over the wet spot of her pink panties. She gasps, her hips attempting to roll into his tongue to get more friction. He rips the crotch of her panties and licks from her entrance all the way to her clit. She moans loudly, her back arching and her fingers tightening in his hair.
The first taste of her on his tongue almost makes him come in his pants. His cock twitches insistently. It desperately wants to be inside of her, to feel the warm heat of her cunt clamping down and contacting around him. As appealing as that sounds, the taste of that same cunt on his tongue is too good to give up.
He slips his tongue into her entrance, lapping up as much of her delicious juices as he can as he moans above him. Her heels dig into his back as he fucks his tongue into her.
“N-Natsu!” Her voice is shaky and filled with pleasure.
He growls low in his throat against her sensitive flesh. He moves on from her entrance and up to her clit, wanting nothing more than to hear the moans shell makes when she comes. He laps his flat tongue to the pulsing nub before twirling then suctioning his mouth around it.
“Natsu! Just like th-” she practically wails as he presses two fingers into her core, coating the digits in her juices and exploring her walls.
Her body arches off his bed as she screams her release. Her clit pulses beneath the soothing licks of his tongue, her cunt flutters around his fingers as even more juices flood from her, her thighs twitch from where they've tried to clamp around his head, being stopped by the tight grip of his arms.
Natsu pulls back, licking every bit of her cum from his lips. His cock is so terribly hard in his pants. He can't ignore it. He brings himself to stand and stares down at his handy work. His Lucy is twitching as shocks of pleasure wash through her. Her face is covered in the prettiest blush. Her chest falls and rises at a rapid rate as she tries to breathe. His favorite part of the picture she makes are her blissed out eyes and the tears of pleasure creating tracks down her cheeks and temples.
She blinks her wet lashes and looks at him. She reaches out with a shaky hand and a hoarse whisper, “come here.”
He complies. He sits beside her on the bed. She wraps her hand around his neck and pulls his lips towards hers. Their mouths press together in a soft kiss. Lucy licks at his lips, tasting herself on him. She presses her tongue inside his mouth when he opens. She explores him as he runs a warm hand up and down her side. His fingers graze the side of her breast through the fabric of her shirt. She moans softly into his mouth before trailing her free hand down his chest and to the noticeable bulge in his pants.
She pulls back from the kiss, slowly rubbing her hand against his erection. While scraping her nails across the nape of his neck she looks in his possessive, greedy eyes, “you want to fuck me, Natsu?”
Natsu springs to action from her words. He grabs her and manhandles her to a better position on the bed. She bites her lip as he settles between her legs. He reaches forward and rips through her ship, baring her breasts and her yellow lacy bra to his eyes.
He leans forward and kisses the swells of her breasts, biting and nibbling and suckling. Leaving more and more marks. She sighs and moans at the sensations of his warm mouth on her chest. He reaches her neck and sucks dark marks into both sides of her throat. He then bites into the juncture between her shoulder and neck. She whimpers at the rough treatment, pawing at his vest, wanting it off so she can feel him and look at him.
It takes a moment but soon he's pulling back from his bite and shrugging off his vest as he hungrily takes in his marks and his Lucy all spread out so perfectly, just for him.
She tails her nails down his chest and presses her fingers into the waistband of his pants. She pushes them down along with his boxers, just enough to get a good look at his cock. It's hard and gleaming with pre cum as she runs her nails over the underside. His cock twitches and it just completely fascinates her.
But Natsu doesn't let her play for long. He pulls her hand away, brings it to his mouth and bites into her palm. She moans and wiggles her hips.
He lets go of her hand and grabs his cock, slowly directing it towards her dripping cunt. His Lucy’s gasps are heavenly as he rubs his cock head through her soaked folds. He notches himself at her entrance and slowly sinks in. They both let out matching groans as they were connected in the most intimate way possible.
She's the most perfect heat wrapping around his cock in the most perfect tight grip. Her nails digging into his sides, breaking the skin and leaving crescent shaped wounds in their wake. Lucy leaving her own mark on him has his hips thrusting forward almost cruelly. A moan gets punched from her throat as she replaces her hands with her thighs. She grips his body to hers and begs, “more, Natsu. Fuck me.”
He shudders and bites into his lip, breaking the already sore skin. He licks up his own blood as he starts thrusting in and out of her at a brisk pace.
Natsu reaches down to her chest and pulls her bra down as much as he can so he can watch her breasts bounce with each and every snap of his hips. He drinks in Lucy’s pleased moans and wails as he fucks her. He grabs one of her breasts and leans down to suck her nipple into his mouth.
“Natsu!”
She grips his hair once again, her fingers almost pulling enough to rip his hair out. She pulls his mouth off her nipple and up, towards her lips. Their mouths crash together in a sloppy kiss. Natsu grunts into her mouth and she moans and whines into his. They swallow each others noises as he fucks her into the bed, chasing his high and hers.
Lucy’s body starts to tense, her pussy clamping down on Natsu’s cock like a vice. She wraps her arms around his neck and keeps their lips firmly planted together as his hips start to stutter. She feels the pleasure of her second orgasm crashing through her and she grips Natsu cock with her insides. He groans animalistically in her mouth as she feels his hot cum pour into her pussy. Later she'll worry about the consequences of that but for now…
Natsu grabs her and flips her on her side. He climbs behind her and sinks his still hard cock back inside her quivering, pulsing cunt. His Lucy whimpers at the overstimulation but still throws her leg over his to give him better access. She holds onto his forearm which is wrapped around her waist.
“ Mine. ” He growls right in her ear.
Over and over again,
Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.
“You're mine too!” Lucy croaks through her moans.
He feels Natsu lick at the nape of her neck and she sees stars, coming a third time, as he sinks his teeth into the flesh there.
Mine.