Trying to get my mojo back...

As sleep begins to leave me, I wish I could cling to it. Everything feels warm and hazy; it's a satiation I've never felt before. You must have slept really well for once, Lucy, I think to myself. Then there's a scent all of the sudden. Smoldering, promising, good- Like the crackle of fire, musk of skin, and something…

Oddly delicious?

A yawn pries my mouth wide open. As my arms stretch above my head, I realize something. A lot of something. Quite a few things, in fact, and they all hit me in one swift blow:

My muscles ache. I'm naked. I'm sleeping next to Natsu. He's naked. Happy is cooking something in a skillet and giving me a disturbingly amused grin. We're both still naked. The spot between my legs… my… we…

WE HAD SEX!

And that's when Natsu opens one dark eye to stare at me, giving me a smile that forces me to swallow an imminent shriek and wonder if I'm still dreaming.

"Mornin," he greets in a sunken octave. A pleasantly rich growl. It makes me shiver, because I remember that tone and the way it coaxed me to do, well… everything.

"Wow," comes a chuckle, before Natsu murmurs, "Did you sleep alright?"

I don't know! At least I didn't, until the one hand that I've planted firmly beside me is enveloped by another. Roughened fingertips yet surprisingly soft palms- they held me, touched me, and my skin prickles at the recollection of their feel. Without any thought my wrist has flicked, turning my hand over, and I watch with embarrassed fascination as our fingers lock together. That warm hand, still here and still holding onto me.

"Luuucyyyy!"

I'm yanked back down on top of him, unable to resist that inhuman strength. Not fair! Natsu's fingers sear little trails against the small of my back, sliding down towards the beginning of… of…

It's too early for him to be touching there, but I let him get away with it, unable to explain why having him knead my backside feels so nice.

"Are you alive in there? Earth to Zombie-Lucy…"

Gleaming fangs nibble against the skin behind an ear. I squeak. Lips burn when they press to my neck. I finally cry out, "G-Good Morning!"

Natsu blinks at me, gaze churning with the strangest mixture of happiness and arousal that I've ever seen.

"Natsu… did we-?"

"Yeah."

"And the thing with-"

"Definitely."

"And was I-?"

"Awesome," he growls. Wild salmon colored hair tickles against my throat as I watch him disappear between my cleavage. I'm sure he can sense the impending beating it's earned him, because Natsu quickly travels upwards to kiss my collarbone.

Then low again, swift enough to get away with nipping one of my… well… those.

"Ow! What the hell?!"

I can hear Happy laughing. "Natsu, why would you wanna bite that? It's not fish!"

It suddenly dawns on me that a cat with way too much know-how is observing us, and even if it is just a little, it freaks me out. I cross one arm over my chest and swat at my dragon slayer couch-mate with the other.

"Have some decency!"

All I get is a chortle. "Yeah, like Happy cares. He doesn't see human girls that way. Watch. Hey, Happy?"

"Aye?"

"Who's prettier? Mira or Charle?"

I watch the blue fur near his whiskers glow bright pink as the feline squirms. "Charle is prettiest… she's a cat."

"I know huh," Natsu continues to tease. "All that white fur. Those biiiig eyes. That bow on her looong tail."

"Natsu!"

I don't think I've ever seen Happy look so flustered. Like a kitten with… puppy love? But I giggle at the sight of the two of them. A pair of severely mismatched brothers bickering. Warmth starts to bubble in the pit of my stomach. It's probably because I'm pretty hungry, but something tells me the familial feeling of being with Natsu and Happy could just as easily be to blame.

"When you guys have eggs, can I name one of the babies Happy Jr?"

Happy asks this with all the innocence in the world, his wide eyes huge and his grin adoring. And that's when I remember.

"We didn't use one last night!"

Natsu turns to looks at me. I've completely forgotten to care about how little I'm wearing as I flail about the room in search of my clothes.

"One what Luce?"

By that point I've just finished shimmying into last night's undies (yuck!) and have a good start on my bra.

"A condom, idiot! Or a pre-potion! Nothing!"

"A pre-potion? Like one you take-"

"Before you… do that! I have a post-potion back home though, and the quicker I take it the less chance there'll be of having a Happy Jr."

"You don't wanna have any babies with me?"

My horrible bed-head scrapes against the neckline of my shirt as I tug it on, smooth it out, and look at him. Natsu's expression is pinched. Downright accusing, even.

"Natsu… I…"

I don't even know what to say. Think, Lucy. Tell him something, Lucy. Do something, anything!

"I don't mean now!" Natsu clarifies suddenly, waving his arms. "But we can have one someday, can't we Luce?"

Natsu. You're an idiot. There's a structure to how these things work! We just admitted how we feel. I don't even know if we're a couple yet! We have to be together longer. Have arguments. You have to rescue me a few more times. And maybe one day get on one knee and put a ring on my finger. That's how it goes. You can't just ask me to…

But he can.

Natsu could ask me for anything right about now.

"Hey," I kneel in front of him and smile. "One day, Natsu. One day when we're older we can have all the babies you want."

Did I just guarantee Natsu use of my uterus? Damn. I really do have it bad.

"Really?" He wraps his arms around me and presses me close. Natsu, if I could bottle your scent I'd make millions. It's all spice and heat everywhere. It reminds me of sitting by a fire while wrapped up in a blanket, sipping cocoa and watching snow fall while I will myself to stay awake. Comforting.

"What if they have both our magics? Would they be celestial… dragon….? Oooh, I got it. Celestial slaying dragon mages! How cool is that?!"

"Very." I laugh as I kiss his cheek.

Natsu's eyes seem to glow the deepest amber as he leans in and whispers, "Why'd you have to put your clothes on so quick." It's a salacious question and an even better reminder.

"The potion! We have to go now!"

Wrinkled clothes reeking of last night's memories are pulled on in record time. I smell like him, I'm thinking, and immediately work on suppressing the secretly pleased flush on my cheeks as I usher a dragon slayer towards the front door.

We shout a good-bye to an utterly confused Happy, who is much too entranced by the raw fish he's been cutting up. Were we supposed to eat that? For breakfast? As the door to Natsu's little house slams shut I realize that the sky is still painted in whorls of color- rose, deep lavender, and glowing lines of gold. A sign that I should still be rolling around in bed, snuggled up in a worn old Heart-Kreuz tee.

Instead I'm running as fast as my legs can carry me all the way to my apartment, a bright blur of salmon-pink hair leading me home.

Natsu has me by the hand the entire way there.