Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail

Summary

Taking place as Lucy and Natsu step into their week of passionate nights, watch as the great dragon and the angel form a union never seen in over four hundred years!

Interlude:

Fairy Love

by

Magnafeana

Part I

Our Heart of Hearts

When the door closed behind them, neither had any idea what to expect. They were stuck inside a room; it was a suite with everything a newly wedded couple could want.

Lucy gasped and wriggled out of Natsu's arms to run into the room as best she could in her dress. "Natsu, look at this!" she breathed, twirling around.

The suite was already set for romance. It was a room fit for two newly-weds ready to romance each other into the consummation of their marriage. The king size bed was fit for five people, but was meant for two lovers to share. A caramel couch faced a roaring fire in the mouth of a fireplace with candles already lit on the coffee table. The lights were dim as if to set the mood.

Lucy kicked off her heels and ran to push the balcony doors open. She gasped. "Oh wow…" Her eyes widened at the view before her as she took careful steps toward the railing. The balcony was not bare. It had a table and a pair of comfortable chairs for the two of them to watch the sunrise and sunset. But Lucy could not sit.

Tenrou Island was more beautiful than the first time Lucy stepped onto the island. Before, only the memory of the S-Class trials could be associated with the sacred island of Fairy Tail. She could still recall the first S-Class Trial she witnessed. The trials to see who would join the ranks of Gildarts, Mirajane, and Erza stopped when Grimoire Heart, Zeref, and Acnologia appeared, wrecking anyone's chances of reaching a new level of their mage status. But the island had never looked any more gorgeous than now. It became apparent their room was on top of the Great Tenrou Tree, surveying the whole island. The lights of nearby islands reflected onto the dark waters. Watery reds and glowing oranges and peeking emeralds and serene ceruleans created a mural in the ocean.

"So beautiful," Lucy sighed, hands gripping the railing.

A warm figure covered her body. Hands encircled around her waist. Natsu sighed, warm breath tickling her skin. "Yeah. You are," he remarked, smelling her hair.

Lucy smiled and moved her hand to caress his cheek, looking back at him. Soft chocolate met with loving onyx and the two closed their eyes as they leaned in for a sweet kiss. It lasted for a brief eight seconds before they both pulled back, staring at each other with only tender affection.

Natsu kissed her temple and buried his chin in the crook of her neck. The two of them overlooked the scenery with awed eyes. "Finally, we're married," he sighed.

Lucy hummed her content. "I know," were the only words she could come up with.

"Still took way longer than I thought," Natsu continued, frowning. "I thought we were never going to get married! We still should have gone with my idea!"

Lucy snorted with an exasperated smile on her lips. "If we went with your idea, we would've had no wedding and our honeymoon would have been six months instead of our wedding planning."

"Exactly!" Natsu grinned.

"Natsu!" Lucy tried to scold.

Natsu only laughed at her. "I mean weddings are totally lame! But"—his grin transitioned into an affectionate smile—"I loved our wedding because it was ours, y'know? It wasn't as boring as I thought it would be. It was everything I wanted."

Lucy nodded. "It was beautiful," she agreed. "I was so nervous, but then I saw you and didn't feel so nervous anymore. It was like seeing you made everything bad go away."

"I know what you mean." Natsu pulled her tighter against him, lips kissing her neck. He snuggled into the crook of her neck, placing soft kisses there. "Seeing you in your dress? Wow. I just wanted to rush down and take you away to here."

"Natsu!" Lucy laughed.

A grin wove onto Natsu's face and brushed against Lucy's skin. "It's true! But I'm glad I didn't or else we couldn't have had such an amazing wedding! And the after party—"

"Reception," Lucy corrected.

"Right. Reception," Natsu amended, placing another kiss on her. "But it was definitely Fairy Tail worthy."

"There was no fighting," Lucy reminded.

Natsu did his best to shrug. "Yeah, so what? The food was so good and I got to dance with you. To me, that's a Fairy Tail party."

Silence befell the two. Natsu busied himself with caressing Lucy's neck from time to time, but Lucy kept to herself. She took a moment to think of all that happened. She was married to Natsu Dragneel. Even though they had turned in their marriage certificate before the wedding, even though Lucy walked down the aisle, even though they both said, "I do", even though they had exchanged rings, even though Natsu kissed her in front of the congregation, Lucy could not believe anything that had happened had actually happened. It was confusing to her. The Natsu who brought her to Fairy Tail, the Natsu she had known back when she was only seventeen, young and sweet, would have never been this affectionate with her. Back then, it seemed neither of them were set on marriage but on missions. They defeated those who dared hurt their family and friends. Even now all that had happened in the past years felt a little surreal.

Lucy had not realized she was in her thoughts until Natsu chuckled. "What are you thinkin' about, Lucy?" he asked.

Lucy rolled her eyes in a playful manner. "I'm just trying to accept that this is real," she said.

Natsu frowned as he removed his hands from her sides and slid into the position next to her. "Why wouldn't this be?" he asked.

Lucy looked at him and gave a half-shrug, still smiling. "I don't know. Part of me is still excited that you even proposed to me and part of me is wondering just how lucky I am to have found someone as great as you," she answered.

Natsu grinned as he slid his hand onto Lucy's and interlaced their fingers, rubbing a thumb over her palm. "I get it. I'm still surprised you didn't say 'no'," he admitted sheepishly.

Lucy tilted her head. "Why would I say 'no'?"

Natsu shrugged. "I don't know. I mean I was late for our date, remember?"

Lucy nodded all too knowingly. "Yeah, I do. I waited nearly an hour for you at that restaurant," she reminded, making Natsu feel a pang of shame. But she did not seem the least bit upset with him. "I even left and went to the park. I thought you were ditching."

Natsu scratched the back of his head guiltily. "C'mon, Lucy, you know I'd never ditch our dates," he assured.

Lucy laughed, nudging him on the shoulder. "Of course I do. But I was so angry with you! You were busy for the past month with missions and training, and I thought you were just getting too tired of me or something," she confessed, averting her eyes.

Natsu took his free hand and used a finger to lift Lucy's face for her eyes to meet his. He smiled at her with rare soft feeling. "I'd never get too tired of you. I promise that. And I always keep my promises."

Lucy returned the smile, eyes sparkling. "I know you do," she murmured, gaze never leaving his. "I hope I can protect you."

Natsu caressed her cheek with his hand and Lucy sighed, leaning into his touch. "We promised to protect each other, didn't we?" he reminded her.

"But what if I—?"

"Don't worry."

"But—!"

Natsu shushed her by placing a finger over her lips. "Relax! We'll be fine as long, okay? We're going to be fine as long as we're together." Lucy remained silent as Natsu took his finger off her mouth. He gave her a look full of affection. "I love you, Lucy Dragneel," he declared.

Lucy looked at him with a small smile. "I love you too, Natsu Dragneel," she proclaimed. "Sorry for worrying."

Natsu chuckled. "It's what you do. And I love that about you," he accepted.

Lucy rolled her eyes. "You love everything about me," she pointed out.

Natsu furrowed his eyebrows. "What's wrong with that?" he demanded. "Don't you love everything about me?"

Lucy pressed her lips together to hide her playful grin, but her mischievous eyes gave her away as they wandered away from her beloved's stare. "Well…"

Natsu pouted. "That hurts, Lucy."

Lucy stuck her tongue out at him. "Good. Seeing you hurt is what I live for," she teased.

Natsu gave her a fanged grin as he leaved closer to her. "Really? Well maybe you should be punished for trying to hurt me," he decided in a low growl. His dark eyes flashed in a way Lucy had seen many a time. When those times happened, the two of them would only go so far before Lucy would stop them both, vowing she would not do anything too intimate until after she was married. Natsu had agreed to her terms, but even he was straining to control himself after a while of being denied. He would not be denied anymore.

Natsu dipped his head to capture her lips with his own. Lucy made a muffled noise of surprise, but sank into her craving and kissed him back. The kiss was not as honeyed or acquitted as their wedding kiss or the reception kisses had been. It was full of untamed, beastly passion and it would not go back in its cage. He circled his arms around Lucy's waist as she placed a hand on his neck and another hand ran through his hair. Lucy had figured out a while ago that Natsu was sensitive when she massaged his scalp. His reaction to it would mean more desperation for her and more passion in their heated moments. He gave a low, guttural growl and the kiss became rougher.

Lucy felt him growl against her lips as his hands ran over her back. His fingers danced on her skin, making her arch a little and move closer to him. He was teasing her. He knew her sensitive spots like the back of his hand and knew if he applied a little heat to the tips of his fingers and ran them down her spine, she would become weaker.

Natsu grinned when he heard a soft moan.

"You're…cheating," Lucy got out as she tried to pull back. But Natsu would capture her lips again to silence her. "No…magic!"

Natsu's grin broadened as his fingers paid a little more attention to the base of her back, circling there. He could feel Lucy tense with pleasure. She may have considered it cheating since he was using his magic on her, but her reaction to his actions spoke louder than her words.

Lucy suddenly broke away, panting, as Natsu regained his breathing little by little. She glared good-naturedly at him. "You and your hands," she muttered.

Natsu breathed a laugh. "You know you love them."

Natsu reached down to kiss her again, but Lucy put a hand to his face, stopping him. Before he could whine, Lucy smirked at him, tugging him by his scarf to follow her. "How about we take this to the bedroom?" she suggested in that low, husky voice that made Natsu excited.

All Natsu wanted to do was kiss her again, but she would dodge each time and he would growl, impatient. She was teasing him, and he was going to snap if she continued to dodge his attempts. She stopped at the bed and reached up to give Natsu a kiss. He returned it eagerly, moving his hands toward her when she slipped from his grasp, backing away a few steps.

"Lucy!" Natsu whined. "Don't do that!"

Lucy grinned. "You wait here. I'll be back," she announced.

Natsu arched an eyebrow and began to slowly walk toward her. With each step he took, she would take another one backward. He growled, ready to spring on her. "Lucy…" Lucy turned on her heel and managed to get into another room and shut the door by the time Natsu got there. Natsu banged on the door. "C'mon, Lucy, don't do this to me!" he pleaded.

He heard Lucy snicker on the other side. "Natsu, I want to make this romantic for us! Go by the bed and wait!"

"I've been waiting forever though," Natsu persisted. "Can't we do it now?"

The door swung open and stood there was Lucy, a hand on her hip and the other gripping the door handle. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as she shot Natsu an irritated look. "I promise you're going to like this, okay? I need to get a special thing made for just you."

Natsu's eyes lit up. "Really?" He sounded like a child being told he would get a treat for being good.

Lucy sighed. "Yes. I'll be out soon."

When the door closed in his face, Natsu stood there for a few moments before walking back the way he came, groaning inwardly and pouting outwardly. He had been waiting for the day the two of them could become one for so long. In their dating years, when a make-out session between them would get heated to the point where Natsu was struggling to get off his pants, interruptions would get in the way. Sometimes, it was Gajeel who would call for him on an assignment. Sometimes, Erza and Gray would barge in with a mission in hand. Other times, Loke would randomly appear, trying to woo Lucy. Even Happy would burst through Lucy's window and proclaim he wanted to go fishing so he could get Carla fish. And a few times Lucy pushed him off, wanting to wait. And he respected her for wanting to wait.

But they were married now! He did not want to wait anymore!

Natsu threw off his blazer and tie and scarf before plopping down onto the bed, rolling onto his back. He kicked off his shoes and socks for good measure as well. He crossed his arms over his chest in a very immature fashion, but he cared none too much. So he was frustrated. It was bound to happen. Natsu spent his life learning to control his magic power. Igneel had taught him as much as he could before he sealed himself in Natsu's body. But from then on, Natsu used his missions and his fights at Fairy Tail as training for control. Albeit he got carried away in fights, he matured and learned little by little to reserve his full strength for worthy opponents. However, when his control came to Lucy, he was still barely managing not to throw her onto a bed and take her slowly, lovingly, roughly, bruisingly, until he consumed her and she would need to rely on him for life, for air, for love.

Natsu winced. Such thoughts sounded so cruel, but he could not help himself. Lucy was his wife and he loved and respected any and all decisions she made. She was still the girl he befriended that day in Hargeon Port. But as his mate, his craving, his thirst for her would never cease. Had it not been for Igneel and his teachings, Natsu knew without a doubt his instincts would have driven him to forcibly have sex with Lucy, to mate with her, to…hurt her. And he knew—oh, it disgusted him that he knew—their mating would not be as loving or gentle as Lucy desired and dreamt. No, it would be for the sole purpose of proving dominance, of breeding, of letting go of self-restraint, of controlling her.

And that scared Natsu.

There would always be a part of Natsu—not a large part, but something he would unconsciously think about—that would desire Lucy in such a way. But the other part of him—the human part—exercised strong self-control. However, even that side of him would be restless.

Natsu exhaled loudly. In all his years, he never thought there would be a girl to make him feel his inner desires. But when he saw Lucy, he selfishly wanted her to himself. She was that light and he was set on possessing it. His instincts terrified at him at first. They were so strong, so demanding. At first, he came to Gajeel for guidance, allowing himself to be vulnerable and show his fear of hurting Lucy. Gajeel had informed him as much as he could, but even he had no true understanding. So, they went to the person they firmly believed had the answers to everything: Levy. She had dug up a few books she had managed to track down about dragons. From what most of what the content was, Gajeel had figured out and Natsu had it explained to him already. But there were certain pages that were an eye-opener for Natsu and even Gajeel was stunned.

Ten stained pages with another page half ripped off were about the process of dragon mating.

Levy read the section aloud and, for once, both Dragon Slayers were silent. Natsu had thanked Levy and said his farewell to Gajeel and left silently. He walked all the way to his house, numb. He did not know what to think. What could he think after all that?

That Lucy would hate him.

That he would hurt Lucy.

All because of the blood in his veins and the magic he learned.

Natsu ignored the information for what seemed like months. He let it slip into the back of his mind and was able to mask his feelings with his goofy grins and cheerful nature. Lucy never suspected a thing. She carried on as normal. He poked fun at her when she would eat cake, teasing she would get fat and her wedding dress would not fit her. He was scolded for not caring enough about their wedding, to which he would always assure he cared about her, just not for the boring ceremony. She would still laugh with him and allow him to stay in her bed with her, allow him to kiss her and touch her and pleasure her with only his hands and mouth.

Oh, Lucy, how ignorant was she.

Natsu felt unbearable guilt for keeping secrets from the woman he loved, but he had no choice. He had to do it. But he knew better than to do the ritual with people around. Lives would be endangered. With help from Master Makarov, Natsu arranged their honeymoon be on Tenrou Island, away from civilization, but still close enough that if any real danger appeared backup could come. It made his smile falter whenever Lucy inquired about the honeymoon location to Mira, but he kept his façade. He had to. For Lucy.

Master Makarov looked at him with austere, onyx eyes unflinching. He looked intimidating behind his office desk, his frown prominent, but never upset—just stern, as if he were about to say something serious. "Are you sure?" he checked after moments of silence.

Natsu nodded back confidently, his own onyx eyes unyielding. "I have to," he insisted. "I can't… I can't do it with people so close. I don't want to hurt anyone, Gramps."

"But what about Lucy?" Makarov asked gruffly. Natsu did not avert his gaze, but his confidence wavered into the feeling of being uncomfortable. It was as if he was staring at Lucy's father. "Lucy will get hurt," Makarov reminded.

"I know," Natsu agreed, sounding a bit miserable. "I know, okay? I get it. I'll hurt her. I know. But I have to do this."

Makarov's eyes softened, if only a little. He hummed. It sounded rough, old and used. But it sounded considerate. It sounded like Master. "You've matured," he said softly. "I've seen how much you worry about her. And I know this will be hard for you."

Natsu let his eyes drop to the desk. He could not stand looking at the master. Not when all he saw was pity. "I have to," he muttered. "It doesn't matter about the whole thing about not turning into a dragon. I still have to do this, Gramps. And Lucy will get it, too."

"You're hoping," Makarov pointed out.

Natsu nodded.

Makarov kept his stern look about him. "Natsu," he said seriously, "if you can promise me that when we see Lucy once more, she will no longer be in any pain, then by all means, I grant you your wish."

Relieved onyx flickered up to solemn onyx. "Really?" Natsu pressed.

Makarov nodded. "Yes."

"Thank you, Gramps." By the way Natsu breathed the two words, he meant it with every ounce of sincerity. He truly meant it.

Makarov shook his head. "Thank me once you come home, brat," he advised.

The sound of soft footfalls made Natsu forget his memories and turn his head. Lucy was approaching the bed with the same shyness she used to have when she dressed nice for him. But she was not dressing nice for him. She was dressing sexy for him.

The term "sexy" was never a term Natsu could ever grasp before. Sure, he had heard the word tossed about the guild. However, it was mainly from a drunk Cana who was always raring to grope Lucy's chest. Macao, Wakaba, and Master Makarov said the word to describe women who wore little clothing and smelled too strong of multiple men and liquor for Natsu to care. Loke—when he was a regular guild member—called plenty of women that and it seemed women called him that right back. Lucy had even said the word a few times. But to Natsu, it was just a word. But he realized as he grew up, that word would have value to him.

Lucy bowed her head down as pink dusted her cheeks, hands behind her back as she stopped in front of him. Her gaze found his astonished one and quickly looked away, embarrassed. "So? What do you think?" she asked.

Natsu could not even blink. "What do I think?" he repeated. He did not know what to think. He had always been attracted to Lucy physically, but this time, it was too much. A glitter net baby doll died in the virgin color of white barely covered her milky skin. Natsu's eyes roamed up and down her. He saw more cleavage than he had seen with her. There were shirts when she teased him a bit, but this was more than teasing. He could even see the matching snowy thong that went along with. He had seen Lucy's underwear before, but this time was different.

Lucy was sexy. She looked so untouched, so submissive, so innocent. Natsu could feel his body growing a little hard just by looking at her. He took his time to gaze at her, eyes trailing all over her body. No one but him would ever see her this way. He could feel satisfaction at such a possessive thought. No one but him would ever witness her body like this. No one.

Lucy lowered her head and bit her lip. She took his silence as his disapproval. "Do you not like it?" She sounded crestfallen. "Sorry. Cancer gave me this one, and I—"

"Lucy, shut up."

Lucy looked at Natsu in swirling confusion and surprise. "Huh?" was her intelligent reply. He suddenly stood up, towering over her. She looked up at him nervously, fidgeting. It was mortifying for her to show her husband such as display. And to think he might not like it…

Natsu grabbed her hand and guided her to touch his chest. She felt the material of his white dress shirt, but could feel the hardness of his toned chest. She felt something else too. Something racing.

Natsu looked down at her softly. "Do you feel that? That's my heart."

"It's going fast," Lucy observed quietly.

Natsu chuckled. "Yeah. It goes fast a lot when I see you. And it's going really fast seeing you in this."

Lucy blushed fiercely—something she had not done in long time. It was true she still blushed at being embarrassed—who didn't?—but these feelings were so new and her inexperience made her bashfulness increase. She was back to the shy girl she used to be around him when they were alone. "Sorry," she managed to squeeze out. "I'm just not used to this yet."

Natsu cupped her cheeks with his hand and brought her in for a kiss. It was soothing and only lasted a few minutes before he retracted. He could see the disappointed look in her eyes and grinned. He cackled. "Just wait, Lucy! You're about to get the adventure of a lifetime!"

Lucy shouted and laughed when Natsu swept her off her feet and carried her in his arms. He threw her a little into the air and she landed in his arms again. He grinned at her. "Lucy, have you gained weight?" he teased.

Lucy scowled at him, trying to twist out of his hold. "I will Lucy-Kick you!" she threatened.

Natsu simply laughed and twirled her around, as she demanded she put him down through fits of laughter. He laughed with her and gently laid her in the bed. He crawled on top of her, grin teasing and eyes full of frolicsome.

Lucy dodged when Natsu tried to swoop in to kiss her. He whined again, which made Lucy laugh again. "Sorry, sorry! Just nervous I guess…" Lucy sighed when Natsu looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "I might turn out to be horrible," she elaborated.

Natsu snorted. "You'll be awesome," he assured. "Besides, you already got a little all day."

"Yeah, I know," Lucy recalled. "You've been kissing me all day—"

"You didn't complain," Natsu reminded. Lucy harrumphed, and he laughed. "I think the garter toss was my favorite part," he remarked.

Lucy groaned. "You didn't have to dive under my dress to get the garter, you know! I was so embarrassed when you started kissing me there!"

"But no one else knew what I was doing," Natsu pointed out with a grin. "C'mon, you liked it!"

Lucy blushed and looked away. "Whatever," she grumbled.

Natsu shook his head and cackled. "Alright, Misses Dragneel, you've been tempting me too much. So now I'm left with a few options."

Lucy raised an eyebrow. "And those are?" she prompted.

"Well, we could have wild animal sex—"

Lucy smacked Natsu on the chest. "Natsu!" she scolded.

"What? Cana said, 'the rougher, the better'!"

Lucy groaned. That Cana…

Natsu continued as if Lucy never disrupted. "Or we could a meaningful love-making sex Mira told me about," he listed.

Lucy's eyes widened at his statement. "Wait a minute! Mira told you about making love?" she questioned.

Natsu nodded. "She gave me advice about being gentle and stuff and trying not to hurt you." At that, Natsu looked offended. "Like I'd hurt you! But she said I could." He looked at Lucy assuringly. "I promise I won't hurt you."

Lucy smacked her palm against her forehead. "Mira," she groaned. That woman was going the death of her.

"She also told me about those weird condom things." Natsu looked at Lucy with a cocked head. "Did you want to use one?"

Lucy's cheeks heated up into a solid blush. She covered her face with her hands, shaking with mortification. "Oh God, Natsu…" she groaned.

Natsu frowned, his eyes innocently confused. "What? Mira said it's polite to ask first, and I want to do everything right for our first time." He grinned happily. "I want to be able to take care of you. You're my one and only, Lucy."

Lucy peeked from her hands and her embarrassment melted into the feeling of being touched. Natsu respected her and showed it through his words. He would never push her because he cared about her. He loved her. "Natsu," she sighed lovingly.

Natsu reached a hand to stroke her hair affectionately. "I don't want to screw this up with you," he said softly.

Lucy hummed, pleased. She craned her neck to give him a peck on the lips. "You have faced some of deadliest people in all of Fiore. You beat Zeref and Acnologia. Heck, you were a demon for a time. And you're still afraid of messing this up?" She laughed. "I don't get it."

Natsu snorted. "Geez, Lucy, I thought it was easy. You're supposed to be smart." Lucy wrinkled her nose and gave him a glare. However, her pouting lips made Natsu laugh. "C'mon, Lucy, you're my North Star! The girl I catch every time she falls." He paused, expression considerate. "Which is a lot, actually. You're really clumsy."

Lucy swatted at him and tried to get him off her. She huffed, annoyed, but Natsu held her down, silencing her with a kiss full of passion. Lucy fell into the kiss easily, moving her lips against his. Warmth began to spread throughout her body, making her skin tingle.

Natsu pulled away and grinned when he saw Lucy's unfocused eyes. "I don't have Igneel anymore," he suddenly said without a note of sadness. "And you don't have your parents anymore. But we have each other now. We were never alone, even when we thought we were." His grin softened into a smile. "You're my never-ending adventure. You're my new happiness. And I might've faced some pretty bad bad guys, but losing you is a lot scarier."

Lucy sniffed and blinked back unplanned tears. "Natsu… You're my happiness too. I want you to always know that. We're in this together. And I'm"—she blushed—"scared of messing up too."

Natsu looked at her with shock before he crowed with laughter. A goofy grin adored his face. "Wow. Guess we're both kind of new at this."

Lucy laughed and bashfully nodded. "Yeah. Guess so."

"So what do you want to do?" Natsu asked. "Meaningful or that animal sex Cana talks about."

Lucy hummed, tapping her chin. "How about meaningful," she decided.

"Great! Wild animal sex it is!"

"Natsu!" Lucy cried out in laughter when Natsu dipped down to shower her neck in quick kisses. She squirmed underneath him when his feathery kisses tickled her more than aroused her. "Natsu, you're such a jerk!"

Natsu stopped and laughed. "And that's why you married me!" he decided proudly. At Lucy's pout, Natsu rested his forehead against hers. His eyes softened into the delicate love she loved seeing. "Don't worry, Lucy. I won't hurt you."

Lucy put a hand to his cheek. "I know you won't. I trust you, Natsu. I love you."

"I love you too," Natsu murmured.

Lucy sighed as he moved his lips to her neck. The kisses this time were slow and deliberated, leaving spots of heat whenever he moved onto the next area. They made Lucy shiver and move her hands through his hair as encouragement and compensation. But it made her a little uneasy. No one could prep one for sex; it just happened, as Mira would say anyways. With those heated nights between her and Natsu, both of them had experience in foreplay. It was all they would do since she was resolute on saving her virginity until marriage. But foreplay and actual sex were different.

Foreplay was all about titillating the senses. You wanted your partner to feel alive under your touches. You were encouraged to explore their body, to be surprise with the little curves in their body, to discover a new little dot on their hip, to understand what places were meant to be kissed, meant to be teased, and meant to be heavily stroked. Foreplay created that tension that could snap any moment. It was made for those breathy moans and impatient growls. It was about the sweat, the arousal, the heat between the two. It created confidence and trust. It helped you learn, it created the intimacy you had now with your partner.

Sex? That was different. It was not "just sex". It was more than just that. It was all about connection. It was something that should not be done so carelessly. It brought people together; it tore people apart. It could break a will to live and yet give new life. It could be used out of anger, out of grief, out of love, out of hate. Sex brought out that emotion you could never describe. It contradicted itself. There was pain, but there was pleasure. There was confidence, but there was uncertainty. Sex could cause addiction, but it could cause rejection. The experience was never the same between two people. It made them exposed to the other. It made them vulnerable. Would it be bad? Would it be good? Would I feel amazing afterwards? What if I screw up? How do I know when my partner comes? When will they? Is it okay for me to be doing this? Sex brought endless questions. No matter that you knew where everything was supposed to go, it was a matter on how to get there and what to do once there. Sex was never easy and was never calm. It made up its own rules on how to claim victory each game.

Natsu felt himself shaking slightly. He wanted to curse for being such a wimp and trembling, but he could not help it. Before, when they were dating and eventually engaged, he knew what to do—in a way. To be honest, he had to lower his pride to ask Cana, Gray, and Loke about how to start a kiss. A damn kiss! Happy thought he looked stupid when he would try to recreate the lip positions the three made, but Natsu was intent on pleasuring Lucy. Surprisingly, those three were not the most helpful. Laxus out of all people came to him and sat him down, giving him a "blow-by-blow" from initiating a kiss to making Lucy do those silly whines that made him want to kiss her harder.

It was awkward the first time they kissed, and Natsu was shaking then too. He had never kissed a girl, let alone tried to get her to want him. Hell, he never thought hard about desire when he was younger! Well, he had caught Gray masturbating in their early teenage years, but that was once! It was certainly scarring, and Natsu was snappier when Gray had no underwear on after seeing Gray jerk himself off. Natsu denied he was curious for the reasons Gray would touch himself like that other than for reason to take a piss, but when he met Lucy, he began to have the urge to touch himself like Gray. He had no idea why he wanted to touch himself when he began thinking about Lucy more and more. In fact, Natsu panicked the first time he had an erection! He cried to Mira of all people, thinking himself sick, but the barmaid merely laughed at his misery. She had told him to follow his instincts and it would all go away. Confused, Natsu ran back to his house—but took the long way so no one would catch him with his problem—and after making sure Happy was not home, he ran to his bathroom.

When Natsu pulled out his erection, it fascinated and terrified him. He had heard about such weird things from Macao and Wakaba and even the liquored mouth of Cana, and a few others, but it never truly happened to him. Sure, there were times it would kind of get hard, but he believed it normal and left it alone. Now, it had become a problem. It had curled a little with the flared head a pinkish color. To him, it looked excruciating on the organ and he winced. He touched it and was astounded by how much it shocked him, how much he was pleasured by the touch. He even shivered! So weird!

Natsu had thought back to what he had accidently seen Gray doing and followed Mira's advice about following his instincts. But his instincts and Gray's movements all led to him touching himself. Was that okay? He hesitantly touched himself, but added a stroke.

Damn, it had felt amazing!

Natsu had stroked again and again, each time more pleasurable than the last. He felt jolts of excitement making his body tingling. It was a peculiar tingling sensation. It was like his body was getting hotter and hotter. Yet, how could that be? His element was fire! But he had not cared. He just felt the need to keep going. He felt something building up inside him. It was hard to describe himself. It felt like…his fire was growing somewhere in his body and wanted to be let out. And he felt that if he kept stroking, he would let it out. So he did. However, something wrong happened.

Lucy had came into his mind.

Natsu had stopped, horrified and in pain, when he recalled memories of Lucy. It was mortifying. How could he even think of her at a time like this? But thinking of her put himself in more pain. The fire inside him grew and wanted to be let out even more. This was new! He testingly stroke himself and thought of Lucy. His hips moved a little into a thrust in his hands and he moaned at the growing fire. It was getting harder to contain. Again, he remembered another image of Lucy and stroked again. It seemed the fire was getting more and more wild. Natsu then went slowly, going through all the memories he had of Lucy. However, he had not realized the more he thought of her, the faster he went. He came unexpected on his bathroom wall, splattering it with semen, as he screamed Lucy's name. It felt like he won a battle.

Mira had later explained to him what he had done and Natsu grew embarrassed rather than upset. He had masturbated to Lucy. Only Lucy would ever make him feel that way. She was his key to getting relief. And that thrilled and terrified the Hell out of him.

That was how he was feeling now.

Natsu continued as he would when they spent their nights on her bed. He would never give up his dominance on her. There were times Lucy started the kiss and intended to straddle him, but he would always end up on top. It was his instincts. He needed to dominate her. It felt right that way. It felt satisfying to see her underneath him, completely bound to his will. However, it still made him shake. He was not mating her. He wanted to "make love" to her, or whatever Mira said. He wanted Lucy to feel until they were one entity. But how the Hell was he supposed to do that?

Lucy wanted to say something when Natsu kissed her neck and trailed kisses along her jawline, but opted to keep her mouth shut. This was all so different than them fooling around in her bedroom. It was because she knew where it would eventually lead. She could feel Natsu tremor slightly and was consoled he was just as nervous as she. But the heat gathering in her stomach told her Natsu's kisses were working. She wanted to cross her legs to release the friction, but she knew Natsu would not let her.

Natsu pulled away from her, a look of uncertainty in his gaze. "Is this…okay?" he asked haltingly.

"'Okay'?" Lucy repeated. That made her smile. "Is the great Natsu scared?" she teased.

Natsu frowned. "Hell no! I just…" A small blush came over Natsu's cheeks. "I just wanted to know if it was okay if I did a little…more?" He wanted to state it, but instead there was the tactful note of question at the end.

Lucy swallowed. She knew it would come soon. "Well, uh… What do we normally do now?" she asked.

"You show me your boobs," Natsu said matter-of-factly. He reached a hand over and squeezed one of Lucy's boobs. He suddenly smiled. "I missed these! They're so squishy!"

"Natsu!" Lucy cried, smacking his hand away. "They aren't squishy!"

"Yes, they are!" Natsu argued back. He took Lucy's hand and put it on her breast. "Feel it!" he encouraged.

"I'm not feeling my own chest!" Lucy snapped.

"Just feel it and tell me it's not squishy," Natsu demanded.

Lucy opened her mouth to protest, but when she saw Natsu's insistent look, she stopped. Why bother arguing when it would get them nowhere? Tentatively, Lucy gave her breast a squeeze. She knew her chest size was large, but never had she defined her breasts as "squishy" as Natsu eloquently put it. She grasped her breast again. Maybe it was a little squishy…

"Lucy?" Lucy looked at Natsu, remembering he was hovering above her. He looked a little in pain, intently staring down at her hand on her chest. His eyes flickered up to her then averted to the side of the bed. "Um, well… It looks kind of nice when you do that," he mentioned.

Lucy furrowed her eyebrows. "What? This?" She squeezed her chest again for emphasis.

Natsu nodded stiffly. "Yeah."

"Oh," Lucy lamely replied.

It was silent for the next few moments. Natsu would not look at her. His eyes would drift to the hand absently on her chest than back to the side of the bed, pink on his cheeks. Lucy looked down at her hand on her chest. He liked it when she did that? Was that normal? She had never done something like that before when they fooled around. Was he interested in her touching herself? She had no idea!

Lucy cleared her throat. "I think I'm going to take this off," she announced, tugging at her material of the translucent dress.

Natsu looked at her slightly panicked. "Already?"

Lucy looked taken back. She thought through what she said and gave the best shrug she could. "I mean I could wait a little—"

"No!" Natsu blurted. "I mean… No, take it off."

Lucy raised an eyebrow. "You sure?" She was unsure herself now that she thought it through. She would be undressing for Natsu. The thought alone made her want to dive under the covers. Natsu nodded, however, and Lucy had no choice but to comply. She tried to sit up, but he was blocking the way. "You mind getting off?" she asked, a little embarrassed.

Natsu shook his head. "No need. Just lift you arms above your head," he instructed.

Lucy did as she was told, and Natsu wanted to cover her in kisses. She looked like she surrendered her body to him. She was his temptress again, her arms away from her body as an indicator that he could do all that he desired. Natsu took the ends of Lucy's net baby doll and began lifting it to her head. Lucy had to sit up slightly for the whole thing to get off her. She felt lightheaded. Natsu was undressing her. And this was different than before. Before, she had a lacy bra on just for him and pair of matching panties. But now she was only with left with her flimsy underwear from Cancer. Where did her Celestial Spirits even get such scandalous garb? Was there a store in the Celestial Realm that sold such things? Were there even stores in the Celestial Realm? Maybe—

Natsu's quick breath brought Lucy back to the present. She was nearly naked underneath Natsu. She was nearly naked underneath Natsu. When she felt Natsu's eyes examine her, she wanted to shove him away and cover herself. What if he did not like what he saw? She did have a few fading scars from previous battles on her body. Would he leave her because her body was not flawless as he wished?

Natsu's dark eyes settled upon her. His eyes were softened, so tender, so loving. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "You really are."

"Really?" Lucy checked. She suddenly wanted to smack her face. She felt so exposed to Natsu. She wanted him to love every inch of her. She needed him to. But she felt like an immature teen, the teen she used to be. She felt like she needed Natsu's full approval and assurance for her self-conscious self to disappear.

Natsu grinned, amused at her disbelief. "C'mon, Lucy, don't tell me you never thought you were beautiful," he taunted.

Lucy scoffed, turning away from him. "Of course I knew," she muttered. It was a half-truth. She knew she was pretty. Beautiful? Perhaps not. There was always Mira or Erza or Lisanna or any female in the guild that was more beautiful than she.

Natsu did not seem to sense Lucy's struggle. Instead, his grin broadened as he looked at Lucy's chest. He suddenly buried his face in Lucy's chest, making her gasp. "Natsu!"

Natsu laughed, rubbing his face in her chest and making her splutter. "Happy was right! These feel like the softest pillow in the world!" he groaned.

Lucy growled when she thought of the blue-furred. She never thought much when Happy could nuzzle her chest. He was a cat after all. But she had not realized that damned feline was telling Natsu his own personal experience with her chest. Happy, you're so dead! Lucy's breathing hitched when Natsu's mouth latched on her left nipple. It was nothing new to her. He had taken interest in her chest before in bed. But she had a bra on back then. With nothing to protect her chest, she was exposed to his kisses and licking and sucking. It felt incredible.

Natsu could feel Lucy's pleasure. It was strange, but her skin would get fierier and she would arch up slightly. Feeling her body so hot drove him mad. He coddled the fire on her skin, fanned it with his breath, and made sure to prod it so it would grow bigger and bigger. He bit a little at her nipple and her back arched more, practically stuffing her boobs in his face. He gently pushed her back down with a little more confidence in his system. With Lucy's responses, it meant she liked what he was doing. He lifted a hand and placed it on her other breast. Cana had told him he should play with both boobs and not just one if he wanted Lucy to feel even more. He gave the breast a firm squeeze.

Lucy gasped and nearly throttled him off the bed. She wanted him to do more. But at the same time, she wanted him to stop making her so sensitive. She felt a pulse of desire in-between her legs and need something to get rid of the tension. It was like an itch she badly needed to scratch. Lucy slid a hand down to her inner thighs the same time Natsu nipped at her. Both actions made her moan his name. She quieted down in embarrassment. All Natsu had done was played with her chest and she was getting needy. Was that okay? Was that right? She did not know.

Natsu stopped in his work to give Lucy a satisfied grin. "I love it when you say my name," he said. "It means all you can think about is me doing this." He gave Lucy's chest a light squeeze.

"Natsu," Lucy breathed in a whoosh.

"See?" Natsu pointed out. "Just like that! I heard sometimes girls say other guys' names in bed. But, since you're saying my name, you're thinking about me!"

Lucy rolled her eyes at Natsu's logic. "You dummy. Of course I'm thinking about you! You're the only one who gets to touch them," she assured.

Natsu looked at her chest. His dark eyes seemed to grow a shade darker, flashing with the emotion of sinful greed. "That's right," he growled. Softly, he placed kisses along Lucy's chest. She responded in sighs, encouraging him as her hands combed through his head. "Only I get to touch these. No one else. Not Loke. Not Gray. Not that stupid Dan. Just me."

Lucy arched her back. She had no idea how much she could want him to touch him more when he kissed her bare skin. The feeling of his lips dancing over her skin made her want to shiver and moan and demand he do more and do it a little rougher. Unsure if it was okay to speak her wants allowed, she stayed silent. The only outlet she had to cope with her straining emotions was threading her hands through Natsu's hair. "You're so greedy," she sighed, holding back a groan when he lightly nipped at her nipple.

Natsu took her words with nonchalance. "So what?" He suddenly grew uncertain. He looked at her worriedly. "Is that bad?" he asked in a small voice.

Lucy shook her head. "No. It's fine. As long as I'm the only girl that you do this with," she joked.

Natsu smiled. "Of course you are!" he insisted. "Why would I need any other girl to do this with? I have you. What more could I want?"

"Natsu," Lucy whined, a blush on her cheeks. "Now you're just being cheesy."

Natsu did not understand. "How?" he demanded. "It's the truth!"

Lucy shook her head despairingly. "It just sounded so cheesy and romantic. So"—she looked at him with furrowed eyebrows—"weird."

"Hey!" Natsu exclaimed. "You're the weird one in this relationship!"

"How am I weird?" Lucy demanded.

"Because I said so," Natsu answered childishly.

Lucy felt the need to roll her eyes, but decided against it. "Just touch me more," she huffed. She froze at her choice of words and looked mortified. Had she really said that?

Natsu burst out laughing. "Wow, Lucy, I didn't think you could be this demanding! Such a princess!"

Lucy turned her head away with her previous blush darkening. "Oh shut up," she snapped lamely.

Natsu kept laughing, but turned her head back to him with two fingers. He offered her a fanged grin. "You know, being a princess isn't so bad. But I don't think you fit with those snobby princesses waiting for some dumb prince," he informed her.

"Then just what am I?" Lucy asked, wanting to be enlightened.

Natsu shrugged. "Well, maybe you are a princess, but not like those boring ones. You're a total kickass princess! You may have used to live in a castle, but now you fight bad guys and stuff. And yet, you still fall somewhere."

Lucy narrowed her eyes good-naturedly at him. "Yeah, I know," she said dryly. "You reminded me that I fall a lot."

"But that's okay," Natsu assured. "Because the dragon is there to catch you and fight alongside you. So, it's okay that you're a princess, but you're always going to be a badass princess. You're strong and brave."

"You are too," Lucy complimented. A hand went to Natsu' cheek and she stroked it with her thumb. "Can't do this without you. Other half, remember? Our souls are intertwined."

"Exactly," Natsu nodded approvingly. "So, where did you want to be touched?"

Lucy bit her lip nervously. She tried holding Natsu's gaze, but ended up averting it to the side. "Is it okay for me to say?" she asked.

"Well yeah! I want to know what you want." Natsu looked at her, eyes locked onto hers in a serious look. "So, where do you want to be touched?"

Lucy debated if she could lie or tell the truth. She wanted him to touch her everywhere, but she felt that was a bit too much to ask, even for him. "Well," she said slowly, "it feels great with what you're doing with my chest, but…" At this, Lucy looked sheepish and ashamed. "Is it okay if you do it a little…harder?" She held her breath after that. She could not believe she confessed it! The demand felt so dirty, like the stuff she caught Erza reading from time to time, but she needed it.

Natsu looked at her quizzically. "'Harder'," he repeated, testing the word out on his tongue. He lifted a hand and grabbed one of her boobs. "You mean like this?" he asked. He squeezed her breast roughly, studying her face all the while.

Lucy groaned loudly and felt the tension between her legs worsen. It was aching, but enjoyable. It was addictive. She wanted more. She nodded. "Yeah, like that."

Natsu nodded and squeeze her breast again. His lips latched onto the other breast harder. She gasped when she felt his tongue experimentally swirling around her nipple, shooting sparks off her body. They had never done that when they were fooling around. Feeling his tongue dance around her nipple while his hand roughly kneaded her other breast was thrilling. Lucy sighed his name, arching her back. She needed more. She wanted more. It was like she could never get enough! But she needed to release tension between her legs.

Lucy slipped a hand down to her inner thighs once again, trying to focus as Natsu made her body warmer and lighter. When she touched her inner thighs, she moaned louder. Putting pressure on the area felt so good! She worked her hand up to find herself and felt her flimsy underwear getting wet. Hesitantly, she touched herself and her hips bucked a little. Even with her panties as a barrier, the pleasure shooting through her was too much. It was just too much!

Natsu's mouth captured her own roughly. He learned from Laxus he should try and keep Lucy on her toes and never just stick to one area to pleasure her. He had found all her hidden points, her weaknesses, what would make her shiver and become frantic for him, during their passionate nights. He could feel instincts driving him. His draconic instincts wanted to fully mate her. His instincts whispered to claim her as his own. But tonight, Lucy was his wife and he would make this night memorable for the both of them. He swallowed her moans as he continued to knead her chest. Those boobs were like pillows honestly. It was amusing to see the harder he grabbed them, the more he got out of her. Maybe Cana's talk about being rough was worth it.

Natsu let go of her lips, but his lips met with her neck. He could feel every heave of Lucy's chest, every quickened breath she took. It was oddly soothing for him. To hear, to feel, to see, to know she was feeling anxious, yet alive under his touch was pacifying. He let a hand off one of her boobs and allowed it to wander over her stomach. Lucy whimpered his name as his fingertips danced along her skin. It was fun to play with her skin. The first time they fooled around, he had taken the liberty of exploring her body. He learned her right side was prone to getting her excited easier than her left. He learned spelling her name lightly on her stomach would make her breathe his name like a weeping saint praying to their God. He learned as he neared her panties, she would shiver and buck her hips. It was so fascinating to him to see all that Lucy could do under his touch. It made him happy he could make her feel that way.

His hand trailed down her stomach and to her panties when he felt another hand already there. He broke off from his kissing to look down. There was his hand and Lucy's hand. But Lucy's hand was on herself, rubbing herself. Natsu grinned and looked back up to Lucy, who was caught red-handed. "And you say I'm impatient," he teased.

Lucy wanted to bury herself in the mattress. He caught her! That was not the plan! "I'm sorry," she tried to apologize.

Natsu cut her off. "Don't say 'sorry'," he told her. "It's okay. Now I know how I really make you feel when I do this." His mouth latched on onto her breast and gave her nipple a quick nip. Lucy groaned and he pulled away, looking down to see Lucy rubbing herself again. He looked at her smugly. "See?"

Lucy retracted her hand, hot with shame, and scowled at him. "I hate it when you're such a know-it-all," she grumbled.

Natsu grinned. "Of course you do," he humored. His eyes suddenly averted to the side and he swallowed thickly, his nerves getting to him. "But, uh… I was wondering… I've never seen girls do…you know… that," he said awkwardly.

Lucy looked at him in a mixture of curiosity and embarrassment. It appeased her he had never walked in on another girl trying to relieve herself of her stress, but it made her mortified still he caught her.

"So," Natsu drawled, "is it okay if you…you know…do it again?"

That made Lucy freeze. She stared at him wide-eyed. Had he said what she thought she heard? "What?" she nearly screeched.

Natsu winced at her volume. "I've just never seen a girl do that!" he tried to explain in a flurry of words. "I was just wondering if you'd do it, so I could watch because I only thought guys did it!"

"You want me to—…to—…" Lucy could not bring herself to say the words. The request her made drastically stunned her. She had never heard of a man ask a woman that before. Touching herself in private still made her self-conscious. She felt ashamed for not being able to control her desire and always kept it a secret. But for Natsu to want to see her like that? She looked at him carefully. "Is that what you want?" she asked.

"I mean you don't have t—"

"Is that what you want?" Lucy interrupted.

Natsu stared at Lucy for a few moments before he hung his head in shame and nodded. He screwed up again. His request sounded far too much and he knew Lucy was shocked for him asking. But seeing Lucy touch herself was strangely enticing to him. How weird was that? He wanted to bury his head in the mattress. Maybe he should not have opened his mouth.

Lucy took a few seconds to compose herself. She still felt the tension in her legs and the wetness was slightly uncomfortable, but she had dealt with it enough to feel comfortable with it. If Natsu really wanted this… "Okay," she agreed.

Natsu looked at her in surprise. "Really?"

Lucy nodded. "You might want to get off me," she warned.

Natsu consented and backed off her. Lucy scooted away from him until she hit the headboard and felt a rush of cold and slight stickiness. She had sweated a little, but it dried, leaving her in a state of bearable stickiness. She looked down to see her nipples perked. Then she remembered how she was exposed. She was about to show Natsu how she touched herself. Touching oneself was something you did in private. It was the dirty little secret you kept from your friends and family. It was what you did when you were terribly in need and no one was there to help you release it. And yet Natsu wanted to see her do it.

Lucy looked over to him. He was sitting on the other side of the bed. His eyes went from her to her lips to her chest and then lowered onto her hand. He waited patiently for her to begin like a student awaiting his lesson. Lucy could feel the ache return with Natsu staring at her so intensely, so lustfully. Nervous, Lucy guided her hand against her panties and began to rub herself. She groaned a little, but was too shy to go any louder. Not with Natsu staring at her. Her body tingled from her movements. She could feel her head getting lightheaded already as she excited herself. Images of her and Natsu flitted through her mind. His fingers had done what she was doing to herself. It was uncomfortable the first time and perhaps too forced, but he eventually learned how to hit the right places, how to curve his fingers just the way her body needed, how to thrust his fingers into her, how to lick her and at what speed. He knew the times to tease her, the times to go slow, and the times when she needed him fast and hot. Those haute memories added to her pleasure. She groaned a little louder, nearly forgetting Natsu was hungrily watching her.

Lucy scooted farther on the board and spread her legs. She rubbed herself faster. The ache needed more and more attention. It was not just satisfied with her rubbing.

"Touch you chest," Natsu's voice commanded somewhere. Her mind was too hazy to understand his exact location. However, Lucy obeyed and squeezed her chest, arching her back in the process. So good! But she need more.

Warm hands slid onto her thighs, eliciting a strangled moan from her. The warmth spread through her body, her skin becoming as fragile was Veronese glass. She felt so vulnerable and breakable. And yet she demanded she needed everything to be done faster, rougher. The hands took her panties and slid them away from her, sliding them down her legs and off her entirely. She instantly allowed her fingers to explore inside her and she bucked a little. God, this is what she needed! The memories of Natsu taunting her with his fingers, slowly entering her only to pull out and leave her bucking her hips to get him back plagued her mind.

"Natsu," Lucy gasped.

That was all it took for Natsu to act.

Watching her rub herself was mesmerizing. It was way better than touching himself. Seeing her pleasure herself made his mind go blank with lust. He could remember all those times he buried his head between those legs. All those times she would need more friction, but he would go slowly, dragging it out until she could not take it. Her smell—oh, her smell!—became intoxicating. Lucy's smell was more than just addictive. The smell triggered his instincts again, only they came in pulsating urges. The beastly part of him was ready to mate her, but the human part of him merely wanted to replace her hand with his. He grew jealous of her fingers. He wanted to be the one to make her groan, not herself! When he slipped her panties off and she began to finger herself, Natsu had licked his lips. It was like unwrapping a present for him. But after she said his name, it was time for him to be in-between her legs.

Natsu took out her fingers and gave them quick licks of the tongue. "I don't want you to use these again," he said gruffly.

Lucy panted, looking at him with unfocused eyes. "Why?" she questioned, breathless.

"Because I'm the only one allowed to make you feel this way. I won't even let you make yourself feel this good," Natsu growled. He caught Lucy attempting to sneak her other hand down and easily batted it away. "No," he snarled. "Just me. You're not allowed to do this to yourself again."

"You…can't tell me what to do," Lucy fought back. She felt irritated he stopped her. She needed to finger herself. The urges of desire demanded she needed to touch herself. But seeing Natsu so jealous of her own hands was intriguing and frightening at the same time. It was exciting to see him so envious, yet it scared her he was just that. Lucy tried to sneak her hand down again, but Natsu batted it away again with a growl. "Natsu, please," she begged.

"You just said the magic word." Natsu released her hand. His eyes zoned in on her. The patch of thin blonde hair glistening with her wetness satisfied him. Only he would ever see it. It made him swell with pride. No man—nor Lucy's hands—would ever see or touch her. It was only he. He took his index finger and pushed into her, deliberately making it slow to punish her for touching herself all this time. His eyes flickered back to her face. She threw her head back and gripped the already messy sheets.

"Natsu," Lucy breathed in salacious need.

Natsu grinned. "That's better," he approved. He pulled away from her, however. Lucy whined, bucking her hips, but he withdrew his hand.

Lucy looked at Natsu, frustrated and pleading. She looked about ready to cry with her body trembling. "Natsu," she begged.

"Tell me something, will you? Which is better: your hand or mine?" Natsu demanded to know. He needed her to say him. If she thought for a second her fingers were better than his, he would have to sway her thinking by any means possible, even if that meant spending hours pleasing her until she forgot her name.

"Natsu," Lucy groaned.

"I want to know," Natsu said with a slight juvenile attitude. "Which is better?"

"You!" Lucy exclaimed. "It's you, all right?"

Natsu's grin broadened. "Much better." He slid his index finger inside her once more, taking his time. Lucy groaned at this, but he kept his pace. "C'mon, Lucy, you say I go too fast? Who's calling black a kettle?"

"You said it wrong, idiot," Lucy tried to scold, but the sensation of Natsu made her words come out in a groan.

Natsu shrugged. "Not important anyways." He pushed a little farther before he began to pull out. "You know, I wonder what's better: tongue or fingers?" he pondered as he nearly pulled out completely. His finger teased her entered, rubbing her a little.

Lucy bucked her hips again and her chocolate eyes were filled to the brim in want. "Natsu," she warned. Natsu ignored her and pulled out his finger. Slowly, the two fingers entered her. He felt Lucy shiver at him. "I hate you," she muttered.

Natsu grinned at that. "No you don't," he decided. "You're just mad I'm not going fast. So what if I did this?" He pulled out the fingers a little quicker and pushed them in, creating rhythmal thrusting. Lucy cried his name. "Is that better?" he wondered. She nodded. "And what if I did this?" Still keeping up his thrusting, Natsu's mouth went straight to Lucy chest. His tongue swirled around one of her nipples.

Lucy bucked her hips a little more. She wanted Natsu to get off her, but she wanted him to continue. She wanted him to go faster. But going slow also seemed tempting. It was too confusing! She brought up a hand to massage through Natsu's scalp to keep her rooted, but it did not work. She felt herself getting light-headed even more.

Natsu increased his thrusting speed as he switched breasts. He hummed against her and felt her shiver. Her grip on his hair tightened, but he did not mind. It felt good to him. He curled his fingers a little and used his magic to heat his hands up a little.

"Natsu!" Lucy gasped in surprise.

One of many tricks only Natsu could do to her. It was surprisingly Gajeel who recommended Natsu incorporate his magic into giving Lucy the ultimate pleasure. Natsu was tentative at first, fearing he could burn Lucy, but he quickly learned heating up parts of his body would not burn her, but allow her to give herself to him more. She was desperate for him, and he reveled in that. He wanted her to need him. He wanted her to demand he touch her. He wanted her to think without him, she would no longer be able to have this pleasure. Those thoughts confused Natsu. Were those his draconic instincts or his human ones? He had no idea. He just knew having Lucy want him appealed to him.

Natsu let go of Lucy's nipple and his kissed up her chest, up her neck, and back on her mouth as he thrusted his fingers into her. She grabbed on his shoulders, crying out to him against his lips. Natsu could feel her tightening on his fingers and her scent mixed with her perspiration choked him. He knew those signs. He loved those signs. He craved those signs. Her breathing became erratic and her cries frantic. He could feel everything building up inside her. It was wonderful!

"Don't you dare slow down!" Lucy exclaimed between kisses and pants.

Natsu grinned against her lips. "'Slow down'?" he echoed. He slowly his fingers a little bit, earning a groan from Lucy. "Like that?"

"I will touch myself if you do," Lucy threatened.

Natsu laughed. "Like I'd let you do that." However, he sped up his thrusts. He knew Lucy was not full of empty threats and he would not let her resort to touching herself again. Lucy's muffled cries pleased him. She would never go back to touching herself after this. He curled his fingers a little more and went at a rougher speed. She tightened a little more on him.

Lucy broke away from Natsu to let out a scream. Natsu did not even wince at the noise. He relished it. Lucy felt like she had just completed a mission worth a lot of jewel and Natsu was hugging her. That amount of warmth and happiness flooded her body. Sweat clung to her as she sunk into relief, but she did not care. Natsu felt her orgasm and merely grinned. He looked down at his hand to see her spray fluid all over his hand. He was impressed. The first time Lucy ever did that was in their sixth month of their boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. Natsu bluntly feared she pissed in his hands, but remembered something Loke told him about if he hit Lucy in all the right places she would squirt for him, and to get a girl to squirt was a proud accomplishment.

"Do your fingers make your squirt, Lucy?" Natsu wondered. He slowly removed his fingers for her to inspect the mess on his hands. He lapped it up like a canine, licking between his fingers as his studied Lucy attempting to recover. Her fluid drove him crazy. It taste strong with saccharinity. There was slight bitterness in it too. It reminded him of lemonade. Lemonade was strong tasting as well as sweet, but it purposely added bitterness to make it even sweeter. It was delicious.

"Shut up," Lucy demanded in a pant. Her body felt too sensitive for her to move properly, and her mind was still a little delirious from her orgasm. She felt some exhaustion in her bones, but after spending years with him, she gained stamina to go on. Her chest felt the most sensitive, tingling almost like they were itchy. She already missed Natsu's fingers and felt cold without them.

Natsu watched her chest move with each breath. It was enticing to see them bounce. He was tempted to touch them. He wanted to bite them and leave little love bites all over her flesh. She still looked too pure in his eyes. He had to restrain himself several times from biting her flesh and leaving a mark declaring he was there. He could not mark her, not yet. He had to wait. He would force himself to wait.

Lucy floated back down from her orgasmic high and looked over at Natsu. She frowned. He was still in his pants and white shirt while she was naked and at his will. How unfair. "Take off your clothes," she demanded.

Natsu arched an eyebrow. "What?"

"Take them off," Lucy restated. "I'm here, naked, and you still have clothes. Not fair! So I want them off."

Natsu laughed. "Can you help me?" he requested.

Lucy nodded and crawled over to him, touching her chest a little. Natsu slightly growled as she approached and she rolled her eyes. "My chest is sensitive," she explained. "Now sit while I get your buttons."

Natsu sat still as Lucy sat in front of him. Her hands expertly worked his buttons. She smiled faintly. Somehow, she knew Natsu must have had Mira's help getting the shirt on due to him not being patient enough to button his shirt. He would usually fumble his fingers and complain that he would wear his normal attire since it was easier to put on. She faltered in unbuttoning the third button down of Natsu's shirt when his hands groped her chest. She looked at Natsu, but his eyes were obsessively on her chest. He palmed her nipples, making her gasp and completely fumble with the buttons.

"Don't mind me," Natsu said.

"It's hard to," Lucy muttered as she tried to focus on undoing his buttons. He suddenly pinched her nipples and she groaned. "Natsu," she tried to stop.

Natsu ignored her as he dipped down and kissed her. Lucy instantly responded, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. Natsu kissed her harder, pushing her back down on the bed. Lucy landed softly on the mattress, allowing him to control the kiss. The familiar pool of desire came to her once more and she bucked her hips.

"Patience," Natsu chided, using the same scolding tone Lucy used on him.

Lucy sighed against his lips. She wanted him to be naked with her. It was unfair. But the way he was massaging her chest made her want him to stay with her. An idea came to her. She grinned as his mouth moved to her jawline. "I have a challenge for you," she announced.

Natsu continued what he was doing, almost as if he were ignoring her words. "Yeah?"

Lucy hummed. "I know you don't want me touching myself—"

"My job," Natsu suddenly snarled.

"—but," Lucy continued, "let's make this into a challenge. I get to touch myself while you take off your clothes and you can't burn them. Faster you take off your clothes, the less I can touch myself."

Natsu's face hovered above her, amused and interested in her challenge. "Oh yeah? What's in it for you?" he asked as he brushed his lips against hers.

"If it take you longer than thirty seconds to get your clothes off without damaging them, then you get to watch me and no touching," Lucy said.

Natsu chuckled. "Playing dirty. I see now. And what's in it for me?" he asked.

"Well," Lucy purred, suddenly growing bolder, "tell me what you want."

Natsu pulled her into a sweet, slow kiss. This was all a part of the game. It was what made foreplay more enjoyable. Some people preferred costumes to make the dirty game of arousal even more enjoyable—and Natsu had a feeling Lucy had more of those see-through dresses—and others played simple games. It was the prospect of triumphing over a challenge that made it all the more exciting. And Lucy knew Natsu would never back down from a fight he felt he could not win.

Natsu released her and moved his lips to her ear. He knew exactly what he wanted. "Tomorrow, let me do something special for you," he bargained. He pulled away to see a look of confusion on Lucy's face. He wanted to sigh. He expected her to be confused. "Just let me do something special for you tomorrow when I win," he said.

"If you win," Lucy corrected.

"Nope. When," Natsu grinned.

Lucy grinned back. "All right." She put a hand on his chest and Natsu took the cue to sit up. He looked at Lucy in her naked glory and fought the urge to dive between her legs again. It was so tempting. He was itching to use his mouth to get her to scream and maybe squirt. He wanted to use his tongue to stab her, thrust into her. He wanted to kiss those wet lips of hers. He licked his lips.

Lucy's hands blocked his view and Natsu looked up to see her smirking naughtily at him. "Sorry, Mister Dragneel, but no dessert until after you finished," she joked.

Natsu pouted. "But I'm hungry," he whined.

Lucy rolled her eyes playfully at him and pushed him off the bed with her foot. Natsu got off the bed and turned to meet her eyes. He titled his chin up a little. "Ready," he began slowly.

Lucy tilted her chin defiantly too. "Set…"

"Go!" the two of them announced.

Natsu undid his pants first, easily able to shimmy them down his legs and kick them off. Lucy rubbed herself furiously, groaning out Natsu's name. He lost focus for a second when he heard his name, but carried on. He saved his underwear for last, but tried to work his buttons. He cursed softly as he began to fumble with taking them off. It was hard work. His hands were big and the buttons would not cooperate.

Lucy moaned even louder when she could feel those same urges for someone to reliever her of her ache. She used her wetness as lubricant before slipping a finger inside herself. She wasted no time thrusting her finger. "Natsu!" she exclaimed. "Twenty more seconds!"

Natsu growled under his breath, "You better not come without me, Lucy."

Lucy spread her legs a little wider, and Natsu wanted to drop what he was doing and crawl over to her. Seeing her touch herself was agonizing, punishing. It was some sort of abuse to not let him be the one to please her. Her other hand went to her chest and she pinched her nipple. "Oh God, Natsu," she moaned.

Natsu knew what she was doing. She was toying with him. He worked the buttons with a fiercer attitude, yet careful not to rip them. He would win. He was going to win. He undid the buttons until he was in the middle of his shirt.

"Fifteen second—Oh!" Lucy gasped again. "Hurry up, Natsu!"

Natsu threw her a grin. "I thought you wanted me to lose?" he taunted.

"I n-need yo—Ah!" Lucy moaned again.

Natsu tried to work faster. He felt his heart soar. Lucy wanted him to finish her. She wanted his fingers rather than hers. And she would get it. He got down to the last few buttons, but they were beginning to fight against him. "Damn it!" he cursed.

"T-Ten more," Lucy tried to say. Her pants became more rapid and she could feel the overwhelming euphoria consume her.

Natsu gritted his teeth. Shit. He knew what was happening when her smell made him want to burn off his clothes and claim her. "Damn buttons," he muttered as he nearly ripped the last button off. He shirked off his shirt in victory and raced over to the bed. He crawled between her legs and gently stopped her movements. He helped Lucy withdraw her finger, but she seemed reluctant.

"Natsu," she pleaded.

Natsu did not comfort her. He placed her hand away from her and buried his face between her legs. He lapped at her inner thighs, giving her little nips. She felt her thighs tremble and her hips buck, so he placed his hands on her legs to sit her down. As he grew closer and closer, Lucy's intoxicating aroma made him growl. What a delicious smell! He looked at her with eyes darkened with animalistic hunger. He licked his lips.

Lucy's body jerked and she let out a muted screech when Natsu's mouth began to devour her. She was already sensitive from her own touches and his made her body explode into the Heavens. He kissed her wet lips, her cry satisfying. His tongue swirled around her clit, stabbing it, sucking it. Lucy jolted with each movement, and Natsu held her down. But she could not help it. It just felt so good to have his tongue on her again. He had gradually learned what to do and not to do with his tongue as he learned how to orally please her. He got better fast, and Lucy always showed her appreciation through her breathy moans. She would wake in the throes of an orgasm to see his head between her legs at times when Natsu claimed she was "being impossible getting up".

"N-Natsu," she breathed. She felt it again—the insane pressure. "The storm before the calm" as Erza once said, reversing the actual phrase. She could not hold it anymore. She could tell Natsu sensed something would happen for he hummed as he added a firm suck, the vibrations pushing her over the edge. "Natsu!" she shouted.

Natsu felt smug about the matter as Lucy fell limp, high off her happiness. She had asked—no, she had begged for him over herself. How great was that? He felt like he won against Acnologia all over again. Making Lucy demand him felt like a victory in its own right. He watched as she came down from her high. Even though sweat matted her hair, he reached up and petted her golden locks. How he loved her hair. It reminded him of sunrays and bananas and a golden sunset. Lucy was beautiful no matter what state she was in. She would always be beautiful.

Lucy looked at him with refocused eyes and gave him a faint smirk. "I win," she declared.

Natsu raised an eyebrow. "I don't think so." Lucy pointed down at him and he followed her line of vision. He cursed. He forgot to slip off his boxers!

"I'll just help you get them off."

Natsu looked at her in confusion. "Why? I can just do it myself."

Lucy gave him a blank stare. "Natsu," she said slowly, "remember when you took off my underwear? I want to take your underwear off for the same reasons."

Natsu "oh"ed in realization. He felt Lucy crawl on top of him. He allowed her to push him down. It was only fair. Even though his instincts wanted him to push her on her back to show his dominance, he knew Lucy had the right to play with him too.

Lucy felt empowered as Natsu lay underneath her. She was always excited when he was on top and loved that possessive side of him. But to be looking down upon it, it made her get a dark thrill. She was in charge. He had to submit to her whims. Lucy lowered her head to give him a saccharine kiss on the mouth. Natsu returned it, wrapping his arms around her waist. His hands explored her bare back. He remembered the light dip that was near her waist on her left side. He remembered how running fingers over her spine would make her weak to him. It was calming to feel her skin underneath his hands again. It was an assurance that she was there with him, not just a dirty fantasy he was having in his bathroom as he stroked himself.

Lucy allowed her hand to roam Natsu's chest tantalizingly. She was always appreciative towards his built body. He lived to be fit and as did she. She remembered the day she saw him in his vest and balloon pants. He looked a little dorky to her, but his stomach told her other wise. As the years progressed, his muscles became firmer and defined. Women could dream about his body all-day long, but once they met him they were either turned off by his obnoxious behavior or turned off by his fighting habits. Only Lucy got the opportunity to love everything about him. Only she got the chance to feel each muscle, to trace the outline with her fingers. She shivered as Natsu ran a hand delicately over her spine and kissed him even slower. Her hand slipped to his V-line, trailing it.

Natsu groaned. "Lucy," he hissed softly.

Lucy laughed. "Sorry, sorry. No teasing," she promised.

Natsu sighed. He had tried to forget about his own desires during his intimacy with Lucy, but it was hard. The day before the wedding, Natsu had to sneak off to the master bath and jerk off due to his thoughts consumed about Lucy and him on their honeymoon. Once they had arrived on Tenrou Island, his other head had done most of the talking for him. He grew harder, but tried to ignore it. But it was tender now. His cock twitched when Lucy had played around his V-line. As much as he forbade Lucy from touching herself, he wanted to touch himself. He needed to. Seeing Lucy on top of him, feeling her, kissing her, it all made him want to do as he used to when he was aroused and sneak off to a quiet place to use his hands for pleasure.

Lucy tugged down Natsu's boxers. She never broke their kiss, but when Lucy tugged farther and felt something hit her thigh, she broke the kiss to look down. There was Natsu. An erection to Lucy looked uncomfortable. The organ was throbbing, its flared head a blaring red. It was intriguing to see it and Lucy wanted to touch it. She had done so many times. But a bout of nervousness hit her. It was like when she first touched him. She had used a little too much force, making him yelp, and accidently grazed him with her teeth. It took a lot of heavy petting and him with his head between her legs for him to forgive her. But she was experienced at this, or at least with him. She knew how to make him shiver, how to make his cock twitch, how to tease him, how to please him. But why was she so nervous?

"Natsu," Lucy called hesitantly. "Mind sitting on the edge of the bed?"

"Sure," Natsu said casually. Lucy crawled off him, looking down at her lap, as Natsu kicked his boxers off, leaving him exposed to her. He had no shame when it came to his body. Growing up in Fairy Tail, you really could not have any shame being naked. But he knew Lucy was always sensitive about her nudity. It took a little before she was comfortable enough for her to be half-naked around him, let alone fully naked. He wanted to laugh at the little blush that appeared on her cheeks when she glanced at his erection. Silly Lucy.

Natsu sat on the edge of the bed, allowing Lucy full access to his body. He winced when his balls had touched the bed. They were fragile in this state, just like his length. It could cause him so much pleasure, but it was what made him vulnerable. His growing needs made him weak, yet strong.

Lucy shuffled over to him and got off the bed. She stood in front of him, and he swept his gaze over her body with enough to desire to make her quiver. She got down on her knees in front of him and looked up at him, her nerves setting her on edge. She wrung her hands together. Why was she still so nervous?

"Lucy? If you don't want to you don't have to, you know," Natsu said softly, sensing Lucy tension. "I don't want you uncomfortable."

Lucy shook her head. "No, it's fine. I can do this. I have before, remember?" she reminded, sending him a cheeky grin.

Natsu grinned right back. "Yup! You're amazing at it too."

That was just the confidence booster Lucy needed. Determined, Lucy gently cradled him in her hands. She placed soft caresses along him, from his tip to his testicles and back. Natsu fluttered his eyes shut in pleasure as Lucy's kisses felt like fire on him. And he was a Fire Dragon Slayer! Only Lucy could match his own heat with the heat of her kisses. Lucy paid attention to the testicles. She learned from Cana about paying attention to the testicles. She lightly sucked on them, knocking the wind out of Natsu.

"Lucy," Natsu moaned hoarsely.

Lucy ignored his call for her and began to use her tongue to gently lap around his length. Natsu felt he was about to collapse on the bed. She was skilled with her tongue! He moaned loudly and shivered when her tongue slid over his slit. A large, calloused hand went to her hair, stroking her to calm himself down. But of course, she decided to do something to excite him: she popped him in his mouth. Lucy, at first, was not able to put all of him in his mouth and that made him a little proud that he was that big. But she grew to learn that even if she could not pleasure all of him with her mouth, she could pleasure the rest of him with her hands.

Lucy hummed and her eyes flickered up to Natsu's. She held his gaze as she licked him, stroking what she could not fit into her mouth. Natsu felt he would burst. The added vibration to her mouth and her gentle hands making him tingle made him want to thrust into her mouth and let go of what he was holding back. But he knew he could not. Desperately, he moved a hand to squeeze himself so he would not come in her mouth.

Lucy's eyes twinkled with amusement. She slowly relinquished him from her mouth with a wet pop and grinned up at him. "Getting a little fired up, Natsu?" she purred teasingly.

Natsu panted and kept his grip on himself. He could feel his perspiration slowly inching down his forehead and matting his already wild hair. He was burning up. He needed release. "Lucy," he said after uneven breaths, "I need to…" He trailed off, uncertain how he could say it. He needed to be inside her. He needed her.

Lucy gulped and nodded, suddenly nervous all over again. This was it. This was what she had been saving herself for. But how would it turn out, she had no idea. And that worried her. Mira told her she felt no pain the first time while Juvia told her she bled a little and there was pain in the beginning. Would it be painful for her too? She knew Natsu would never hurt her, but would losing her virginity still be painful?

Lucy crawled back on the bed and laid herself out for Natsu. She was completely exposed to him, vulnerable to anything he wanted to do with her. In their romance in the bedroom, they had never proceeded to get this far. Natsu may have thrusted into her panties before she took him and helped him ride out his release with her mouth, but that was the only time. There had never been a time of full nudity or when they were aware sex was on the table. This would be it: the first time for both of them.

Natsu hesitantly crawled on top of her. However, he could not resist kissing her thighs. She whimpered his name as he approached her sex. He gave her a firm kiss there too with a lick, making Lucy gasp and stars explode in her eyes. He inspected her and looked back down at himself. He was supposed to fit inside her? But he was so big and she was so small! Gajeel stated to relax the first time and Gray advised that a woman's sex was a mystery for it could somehow accommodate to their size. He was assured a little by their advice due to experience, but it made him worry. How would he know where to go? On the outside, it looked simple putting himself inside her. But now that he was there, he had no clue on how to get it in and know where to go. Natsu busied himself with crawling on top of her and leaving kisses on her body as he climbed onto her.

Lucy shivered, grabbing onto his hair as she breathed his name. "Natsu."

Natsu's lips made it back to Lucy's chest. He gave each nipple a lick, a flick, and then a firm suck. Lucy bucked her hips a little, grazing his length, and he tried to control himself by pressing her back down on the bed. He infatuated himself in peppering her skin with kisses until he hovered over her face. His anxiety was reflected in Lucy's eyes. It comforted him she was just as nervous as he. They were so new at this. This was nothing like licking her dry or her sucking him dry. They could no longer pleasure themselves. They could only pleasure each other.

"Lucy?" Natsu began tentatively. "Are you—…? Are you ready?"

Lucy swallowed thickly and nodded. "Yeah," she said softly.

Natsu frowned at her. "You're shaking," he pointed out.

"You too," Lucy shot back. "I want to do this with you, Natsu. I'm ready."

Natsu nodded rather than verbally answering her. He racked his brain for any ideas on how to start. Perhaps kissing her would be best. He lowered his lips on hers and indulged her in a deep kiss. Lucy moaned and sunk into the kiss. Both of them could feel the growing heated between them. They needed this. They wanted this. They would do this together.

Natsu broke away from the kiss and prepared himself. He had an estimate on where to aim, but he was still nervous about trying for the first time. Hesitantly, he rolled his hips forward. He ended up poking her inner thigh. He cursed, embarrassed he missed.

Lucy caressed his cheek with her hand and looked at him with slightly frightened, but more so soft eyes. "Don't be upset, okay? It's all right. The first time isn't perfect," she informed him.

Natsu sighed, kissing her quickly. "I know," was all he told her. He built up his courage and tried again, slowly rolling his hips forward. He felt that he was nearing her, but his aim was perhaps a little less than a centimeter off. He pulled back and adjusted himself once more. Rolling himself forward, he found he sunk into a hole that started to expand around him.

Lucy's breathing hitched and she winced. He was so big! It hurt to stretch that far, but from her experience with his fingers, it did not hurt her too much.

Natsu looked back up at Lucy's face to make sure he had not hurt her. She gave him a sure smile as if telling him to continue. He rolled his hips more and found himself sinking into an abyss of moistness and heat. There was a not too much resistance. Levy had informed him they could use those special "lubricants" to make it easier on Lucy, but with Lucy already being wet, it provided the perfect amount of lubricant for him to make a smooth entrance. Natsu groaned along with Lucy as he pressed more into her. Now he understood the phrase "God, she's so tight!" because that was what Lucy was. He felt a little bit of himself come inside her and bit back a profanity. No, he needed to save himself. He did not want to lose himself this early in their first time.

Natsu finally felt something blocking him and he knew. He saw fear flash into Lucy's face. He reached up a hand to stroke her face and kiss her face. "I have to," he murmured to her.

"I know," Lucy sniffed back.

Natsu kissed her nose and pulled his face away a little to take in her own. He hated the fear he saw in her eyes. And it was because of him. "I don't want to hurt you," he whispered. "I'm sorry." Without waiting for her acceptance to his apology, Natsu pulled away a little then snapped his hips a little rougher. Lucy yelped and Natsu sensed something break inside her as he went further into her. A few tears gathered into the corner of Lucy's eyes, but he kissed them away, whispering, "I'm sorry" with each feathery caress. In effort to help her, Natsu began to withdraw.

He froze.

He smelled her blood.

It was faint so it was obvious not much had been shed, but it was there. He felt choked up. "No," he whispered. "Did I—…? I made you bleed?"

Lucy sniffed, blinking back tears. "Natsu, it's okay—"

"I hurt you more than I thought," Natsu interrupted, feeling dread stir inside him. "Oh my God. Lucy—!"

Lucy moved her head up to give him a kiss to silence him. When he returned it after a second, she pulled away and looked at him, trying to rub away the tears in her eyes. "It's okay," she assured. "Juvia said this could happen. It's normal."

Natsu regarded Lucy in utter disbelief. It was "normal" for a guy to hurt a girl when stealing her virginity. That was "normal"? It was okay that Lucy was bleeding? "You are a total weirdo," he said. "That is so not normal. That's weird, even for you."

"I know, but it's okay," Lucy said. "Just—… Just give me a moment, okay?"

Natsu consented easily. He would give her all the time she needed. He understood she needed to adjust to the pain. He felt guilt gnaw at his mind. He made her bleed. Her hurt her after promising he never would. Even though she was calm about it, it did not sit too well with Natsu. He would always feel prickling guilt for their first time hurting her.

"Natsu," Lucy breathed, "can you…start moving?"

Natsu gazed back at her, uncertain. "You sure?"

Lucy nodded. "Yeah. Start moving."

Natsu did as he was told. He kept it gentle and tried to make it was unproblematic as possible. He withdrew a little, then pushed in farther than before. His heart tore when he saw Lucy cringe in pain, but his mind was beginning to go numb with desire. His draconic instincts wanted to mate her more than the human side wanted to make love to her. He wanted to consider Lucy's feelings—in the back of his mind, he was still wallowing in guilt and self-loathing that she had been in pain because of him—but his own building pleasure clawed for a release. He withdrew a little again, but snapped his hips, shoving himself into her. Lucy jolted, letting out a cry. However, she sounded more delighted than in pain. Natsu loved it. Going that hard made the fire burning inside him increase. And he wanted more.

Natsu continued the same action: withdrawing a little, then snapping his hips and going into her farther. The pain had vanished from Lucy's face and bliss replaced it. She looked ravishing underneath him, hair splayed out and sweat clinging to her brow. She moved her head to kiss his neck and jawline, making him growl and snap his hips harder. His dragon instincts were taking over. He needed to release and soon.

Natsu felt his body plunging into her faster, jerking her body with each slam. She whimpered and moaned as she kissed his skin. Those caresses egged him to go faster. He frantically searched for release of the fire growing inside him to the point when he was jackhammering her.

"Natsu!" Lucy breathed, sounding strangled.

Natsu growled at his name and slammed into her to punish her for arousing him. He snapped his hips harder to the point where Lucy's hands were on his shoulders, bracing herself for his bruising force. What others may think he was doing was downright primal and was breaking her, Lucy felt only euphoric pleasure with each thrust and began to meet him through, rolling with each hard slam.

"I love you so much," Natsu said through gritted teeth. He slammed into her. "You're my Lucy." Lucy cried louder at his next slam.

"I love you too, Natsu," Lucy said, moaning again at his rough thrust into her.

Natsu could not take it anymore. When he used his hands, stroking off would have taken a bit longer. But he was inside Lucy, his North Star, his wife, his mate. Feeling her clench around him, hearing her moan his name, feeling those hot kisses, knowing he was inside her, her heat, her moistness, her warmth, made everything so much better. But she was just too tight and he…he could not control himself anymore!

Natsu let out a loud heave of air then suddenly felt as all his strength had left him. He completely exploded. It was exhilarating and faintly uncomfortable to allow all that pressure to leave him. He was frozen on top of Lucy as he went through the waves of his orgasm. He knew nothing could make him move. If Erza came at him with her sharpest sword, he would not be able to dodge. If Gray tempted him with a fight by insulting him, he would not move. His body felt like the property of glass: fragile and would break if you pushed it. He was too wrapped up in his release.

Lucy felt the pressure building inside her and tensed up before sighing. She felt an overwhelming warm feeling in her stomach grow as he spluttered inside her. It felt wonderful. She was the first Natsu would ever do this to and was the last. Stickiness leaked out of Lucy and onto her thighs. It was slightly uncomfortable due to the warm and gluey feeling, but it was something she could put up with. She stared at the ceiling in complete bliss as Natsu remained on top.

It felt like an hour before Natsu softened up inside her. When he felt his limbs again, he still felt weakened and his limbs turn into jelly. He could barely sustain himself on top of Lucy, but did his best. Letting go like that was exhausting. He felt clear triumph about coming, knowing Lucy would be the only one he would do that to, but it lasted way too briefly for his liking. He almost pouted. He thought it would have taken longer for him to come and sex would have been dragged out, but he could not control his urges.

Natsu grinned tiredly down at her. "Wow," he breathed. "That was amazing."

Lucy nodded, smiling up at him. She looked positively gorgeous. "Yeah, it was," she agreed. "That didn't hurt too much after you started to move."

"I'm glad I didn't hurt you," Natsu confessed. "I'm still sorry about that. You—"

Lucy put a finger to his lips, effectively shushing him. Her eyes still looked hazy, but she regarded him in blatant adoration. "Don't be sorry. Because if you're sorry, that means you're sorry for having sex with me."

"Like Hell I am!" Natsu exclaimed.

Lucy chuckled. "Exactly. I'm not sorry about this either. So you don't be either, yeah?" Her smile grew as her eyes began to glisten. "I love you, Natsu," she declared.

Natsu stroked her face with an affectionate smile adorning his face. "I love you too, North Star," he murmured. "Why are you crying? I thought you were happy?"

Lucy sniffed, leaning into his touch. "I am," she confirmed. "It's just—… This feels so great. I'm with you. After everything that's happened, we're together."

"There's no one I'd rather be with," Natsu promised firmly. "I don't get why you start crying when you're happy, but since it's because you're happy, I guess its okay." He kissed her forehead then pressed his against hers. Tender onyx freckled in emerald stared lovingly at a warm hazel-chocolate blend. "This is what I want for the rest of my life," he continued. "We've been to Hell and back. We've been to Heaven and back. We've been to a whole other world and back. Maybe there is a God out there watching over us, and if there is, I want to thank them for giving me you. You're my past, present, and future, Lucy."

A lone tear fell from Lucy's eyes, trailing down the side of her face. "Natsu," she whispered, sniffling.

Natsu went on: "I know I screw up sometimes. I really wish I could promise you that I won't make you mad or sad, but you know me. It'll happen. Just know that everything I do, I do to protect you and love you. Believe me when I say that, okay?"

Lucy managed to nod. "I'll always believe in you, Natsu," she murmured. "And I can't promise that I won't make you mad or sad either, but I'll always love you too. I'll be your princess in shining armor. I am always going to be here beside you and for you."

Natsu lowered his head to pull Lucy into another kiss. The kiss was slow and with purpose, almost grateful, yet more loving. Lucy moaned appreciatively as Natsu controlled the kiss, moving his lips against hers. Even through the kiss, Natsu felt too exhausted to get excited once more. That reminded him. Natsu broke the kiss to look down. He was still connected to Lucy.

Natsu looked back at Lucy apologetically. "Guess I forgot," he laughed.

Lucy sighed, shaking her head in amusement. "Only you would forget." She looked down at them connected. It was a sight that brought a smile on her lips. "It feels so…natural," she described. "I love feeling like this."

"Yeah," Natsu agreed. "But did it—…?" He struggled for his words. "Did it feel okay when I—…?" A blush coated Natsu's cheeks abashedly as he trailed off.

Lucy's cheeks flushed when she realized what he was attempting to say. "Um, well…" She searched carefully for the right words to say. "It felt…different…"

Natsu's face shattered at her word choice. "Oh. 'Different', huh?"

Lucy's eyes widened at Natsu's crestfallen face. "No, no, different isn't bad!" she amended, panicking. "It was a good different! Feeling…that…was a good feeling."

Natsu still looked away from her, upset. "You're just saying that," he pouted.

"I mean it," Lucy insisted. "It's like a part of you is in me now. We're connected, right? We're one. And with a part of you inside me, it's like a part of your love is in me." She groaned, moving her hands to cover her face. "I'm sorry. That sounded weird."

Natsu shook his head. He felt relieved at Lucy'gs small speech. A part of him was now with her. He was inside her. That made him grin. "Of course it sounded weird if it came from you," he joked. "My little weirdo. My weird North Star."

Lucy peeked from behind her hands to glare at her husband. "Keep calling me 'weird' and see where it gets you," she grumbled.

Natsu gave her his full-blown smirk, only used when he was cocky and knew he could back up his arrogance. "Well, it got you down the aisle and in bed with me, so maybe calling you 'weird' again will make a kid appear," he said.

Lucy opened her mouth to retort, but when she realized she had not a comeback to deliver, she harrumphed instead.

Natsu laughed at her. "Come on, Lucy! You know, it feels awesome to be with you like this and know I'll be the first and the last guy ever to do this with you." He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "To hear you scream for me. To hear you beg for me. To see you touch yourself because of me."

"My greatest mistake," Lucy said miserably.

"Not a mistake," Natsu disagreed. "Just means I'm doing everything right. And seeing you like that is pretty…sexy."

Lucy arched an eyebrow. "'Sexy'?" she echoed. "You almost never use that word around me."

Natsu shrugged. "Well it's true. It got my fire going when I saw you doing that. But you'll never do it again. Only I'm allowed to make you scream. Not even you have that right anymore."

Lucy grinned a little, mirth twinkling in her eyes. "Oh really? I'm not property. You can't force me to do what you want."

Lucy saw a flash of possession overcome Natsu's eyes for a quick second. "You're not property, no," he agreed. "But you try touching yourself and you'll get punishment from me."

"Maybe I want punishment," Lucy challenged, feeling bolder.

Natsu growled at that low tone Lucy was using. She knew he loved it when her voice got husky. "I want do it with you again as punishment for telling me that," he disclosed, "but I can't."

"I know what you mean," Lucy said. She looked down at their sheets and saw their mess, grimacing a little. "We've still got to clean up too," she reminded.

Natsu groaned, head nuzzling into her chest. "I hate cleaning!"

Lucy chuckled, absently fingering Natsu's hair. "I know. Trust me, I get it. But I'm not sleeping with your stuff all over me and the sheets."

Lucy could feel Natsu's pout against her breasts. "It's your stuff too!" he argued.

Lucy stopped fingering Natsu's hair as her eyes drifted off the top of his head and to her chest. "Um, well…"

Natsu's head snapped up. Eyes wide, he looked at her in shock. "You mean you didn't—?" He felt horror shadowing his body. "But how? You did it when I touched you!"

"Natsu, it's okay, really," Lucy soothed. "Not every girl comes the first time. It's normal."

Natsu frowned. "Have you seen us? We aren't normal," he argued.

Lucy had to agree with him on that. "True. But Juvia and Mira and Levy all admitted to me that they hadn't and it was still fine."

"Droopy Eyes, Laxus, and Metal Head didn't make their girls come the first time?" Natsu repeated, sounding astonished. He scowled. "Now I wish you did come. Just so I could tell them that I got you to come the first time. I can just see their faces!"

"You and your rivalries," Lucy said dryly. Natsu grinned, but it was interrupted with a yawn. "All right, you need to pull out. We need to clean up before we both pass out."

Natsu whined, yet reluctantly had to agree. He was still tired from letting himself go—and a little disappointed he could not get Lucy to release with him—but he did not want to sleep in his mess. He wanted to sleep in nice, clean sheets with Lucy curled up in his arms. He knew she was longing for that too.

Natsu looked down again along with Lucy. Pulling out was simple right? It was the same as pushing in but in reverse. Natsu began pulling himself out when he felt Lucy wince. He looked at her worriedly and she waved him off. "Don't worry, I'll get over it. Just… Can you go a little slower?" she requested.

Natsu nodded immediately. He pulled out slower, eyes flickering up to Lucy's face every once and a while to ensure she was free of pain. She looked content enough. He watched as he came out of her. He was sad to leave her, already missing her heat. A little bit of excess semen poured out of her when he left her completely. His length looked like it usually was: flaccid. Some semen was stuck on him and he knew he would not only have to wash Lucy's thighs but himself as well.

Natsu backed away as Lucy slowly sat up to inspect the mess. She looked at her thighs with a wrinkled nose, but still smiled regardless. "I'll go look for some new sheets. You can go to the bathroom and get a wet towel for us," she assigned.

Natsu nodded, watching Lucy as she carefully climbed off the bed, muttering about her soreness and wincing from time to time. He missed her already. He missed seeing her in that translucent dress that was somewhere on the floor and those snow white panties that had been wet due to her. He missed plunging his fingers inside her, having his tongue lick her, watching smugly as she came. He missed having her underneath him, face contorted in undeniable pleasure as she breathed his name.

"Lucy?" Natsu called before she got too far.

Lucy turned around, a look of questioning on her face.

"Come here," Natsu commanded.

Lucy obeyed, walking to him until she was in front of him. "What?" she asked, eyes flooding with concern.

Natsu took a moment to appreciate every curve, every edge, of Lucy's naked body. She looked less shy than she was at the start of their intimacy tonight. It was like she grew confident as he showered her in love, worshipping her in kisses, praising her with touches. Her stance radiated her pride. She was no longer in need of his approval. She knew she had it.

Natsu's eyes dropped to her chest. He licked his lips. "Just one more thing," he said.

Lucy grinned down at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and straddled him. She felt Natsu's arms wrap around her waist almost protectively. She wanted to laugh. "And what's this 'one more thing'?" she wondered.

Instead of answering, Natsu took his mouth and attacked her chest. He was always a man of action anyways. He licked on nipple before sucking on it, tongue dancing on it. He heard Lucy gasp and squirm at contact, but he kept her firmly in place as he worked. He ran his hands along her back as if he were massaging her.

"Natsu," Lucy panted, almost pleadingly. "We shouldn't."

Natsu ignored her for a moment. He caressed the nipple once before blowing a jet stream of air on it. The nipple was perked, showing Lucy's arousal. Natsu kissed it again before moving to the other nipple. Lucy's back arched as he nibbled on it, teasing her. Her hands dug into his shoulder to stabilize herself,, but Natsu could hear her heart quickening and smelt that intoxicating aroma that drove him crazy. He was still exhausted, but her bouncy chest had just been too tempting.

Natsu pulled away, satisfied with his work. Both her pink nipples were pointy, and he just wanted to pinch them and tease Lucy a little. But he knew better. Instead, he lifted his chin to meet Lucy's lips, swallowing the moan she was about to make. His hands went from her back to her chest and stomach, creating shapes on her skin.

"Natsu, please," Lucy begged against his lips.

Natsu gave her one last kiss before letting her go resignedly. "Fine," he allowed.

Lucy glared at him and rubbed her chest delicately, aware of how sensitive her skin had become. "Thanks for that," she muttered. "Now I'm feeling it again. I thought you were tired!"

"Sorry, sorry," Natsu tried to apologize. "But your mouth and your boobs are way too tempting, even with me being tired."

"I'll get you back," Lucy vowed as she slid off him. "But we need more sheets first."

"Fine. I'll go get the towels," Natsu promised. Lucy nodded and was off to find a closet somewhere. Natsu watched her and took a tentative sniff of the sir. Her smell was spiking up. He growled. He knew where were other hand was going. "And no touching yourself!" he snapped.

Lucy looked back at him innocently. "I wasn't going to do that," she said. Natsu looked unconvinced. She sighed. "I can't promise anything, but I'll try to not, okay?" She sent him a smile as she speedily walked down the hall.

"You better not!" she heard Natsu yell. "I'll know!"

Lucy rolled her eyes as she uncomfortably walked down the hallway. As if he would know. Besides, it was his fault! He was making her feel this way! She could feel his hands kneading her chest softly as if massaging them. She sighed when she remembered Natsu's tongue attacking her nipples, teasing them, caressing them.

The ache in her legs was growing more uncomfortable.

Lucy kept walking, opening any door she saw. One door led her to a gorgeous kitchen. Another one led her to an office. Another one led her to another bathroom. She could imagine Natsu taking her in each room. Maybe she read too many of Erza's sex books, but now images were in her head. Seeing Natsu slam her against the bathroom wall. Seeing Natsu throw her onto the kitchen island. Seeing Natsu even pick her up and having her ride him.

The ache became worse.

Lucy hurriedly checked more rooms until she opened one to a closet. The room looked big enough for an actual bedroom, but it contained only women's clothing and shoes. She belatedly realized it was for her. She wondered how much jewel did it take for them to buy her that many clothes! She already had to many as it was! Then again, Natsu had ripped half her shirts off her.

The ache became unbearable.

Lucy darted over to the backless bench in the middle of the room. She sat down on it, bouncing a little. It was soft. The type of soft that made her want to snuggle up against it like a cat. But she needed to take care of her problem.

Mind you, Lucy never was big into touching herself. She was never taught anything like that when she was the Heartfilia heir. With no boys around and her training to be a proper lady, there was no need. But after Erza gave her a book from her personal collection, Lucy felt the need to. It was awkward and she had no idea where her fingers were supposed to go, but over time, she learned how to please herself when such urges came about.

"Sorry, Natsu," Lucy whispered, "but I need to." Without hesitation, she began to rub herself. She moaned a little, but bit her lip to keep herself quiet. Natsu would hear her if she did not. She needed to finish fast. She used her other hand to pinch her nipple, imagining Natsu touching her, teasing her. It felt so good!

Lucy knew she was far too wet and too needy for rubbing. She slipped a finger inside herself with ease and groaned. Just what she needed! Natsu was right: her fingers were nothing in comparison to his, but they would have to do. She would feel guilty for troubling him, demanding he please her, when he was exhausted himself. How she longed for those heated fingers!

She felt herself tighten on her fingers. She really needed to finish soon before Natsu became suspicious. She pried herself open with another finger, letting a groan of Natsu's name escape her. So much pressure! She thrust faster and felt her senses overloading. She began seeing white. It was too much! Way too much!

She came in a rush that was almost bruising. She felt herself pulsate around her fingers as she fell on her back, riding out her orgasm on her fingers. Her mouth was wide and ready, but the scream was muted. She let her hand drop from her chest, panting. She finished in record time. She still remembered awkward moments when she could hear Natsu approaching and would rush to her bathroom to finish by hoping in the shower and using the warmth to speed the process. This time, she needed not a shower, but only sensations of Natsu.

After a few moments of floating down from her high, she withdrew her fingers. Her legs felt a little weak and definitely sore from sex with Natsu, but she could try walking. Slowly, Lucy tried standing, fumbling a bit. She took an unsteady first step. It was hard to walk. Everything felt so sore. But she was determined.

It took her a little bit of time, but she walked evenly down the hall once again, searching for a closet with sheets. It was the third door she tried. She pulled out black sheets before closing the closet door and walking back to the main room. Natsu was already there with a wet towel in hand and the mattress exposed. He had cleaned up already, even though it was evident in his eyes how much he was tired. It amused her. Strongest man she knew could tire after one round of sex. Oh, that was something she would tease him about.

Natsu stood up to meet her, holding the towel out for her. "You can clean yourself. I'll do the sheets," he decided.

Lucy gave him the sheets as she took the towel. "What, don't want to clean me?" she teased.

Natsu grinned. "Hell yeah I do! But with my tongue, not some towel." He licked his lips as he stared down lower than her stomach. "I really want to lick you clean," he said. "And maybe I will tomorrow. You seem a little…dirty to me."

Lucy gaped at Natsu's crude remark as he casually walked away with the sheets. It made her shiver. She could not possibly get excited again, but she was impatiently waiting for tomorrow to come if he would uphold his promise and lick her clean. Sighing at what tomorrow could bring, she brought the cloth to her thighs and gently washed them. She was glad to rid herself of the stickiness on her. Besides, Natsu was inside her. That made her giddy. A part of Natsu was inside her. He loved her that much to respect her decisions and wait until they were married to give that part of himself to her whilst stealing her virginity. He was so considerate of her. It proved how much he loved her. If Prince Charming came knocking on her door, she would Lucy-kick him, shouting the guy she loves uses the window.

"All done!"

Lucy stopped cleaning herself to see Natsu standing proudly by the newly made bed. It looked like two lovers in their hot romance had not ruffled it. She was impressed as she walked over to him. "Wow. Looks good," she complimented.

"It should." Natsu pouted at her. "Remember how you wouldn't suck me until I learned how to properly make the bed?"

Lucy chuckled at the memory. "Oh. Right." She recalled that. She came home to a messy bed and her house trashes because Happy and Natsu played tag in her apartment. She threatened Natsu she would never lay her lips on his length should he leave the house in disarray and her bed was not made. He frantically learned from Mira in the next four hours how to meet Lucy's demands and she was delighted to see her house put back together.

Though the bed was messed up again when Lucy awarded Natsu a blowjob for his obedience.

Lucy threw the towel onto the chair before looking at Natsu again awkwardly. "So… Time for bed?" she assumed.

Natsu scratched the back of his head, also awkward. "Uh, yeah, sure." He gestured to the bed. "You first."

Lucy nodded and hesitantly climbed into her favored side of the bed. She was about to lift the covers before she felt Natsu slip behind her.

"You have me. No covers," he demanded in a gruff voice. He did not wait for an answer as he pulled her down beside him, her back again his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she placed her hands on top of his.

"You get jealous over covers," Lucy mocked. "Really, Natsu?"

"Just let me warm you tonight, okay? You never have any problems with it before," Natsu pointed out.

Lucy silently agreed. With Natsu around, she never needed covers. "Okay," she accepted. "Just no funny business."

She could practically feel Natsu's mischievous grin. "No boob touching?" He disentangled his hands from Lucy's to give her boobs a firm squeeze.

"No!" Lucy gasped.

Natsu's lips were on the back of Lucy's neck, leaving heated kisses everywhere he went. "No kissing?" he asked lowly.

Lucy sighed. "No kissing," she affirmed.

"Can I—?"

"Natsu, do anything and I will tie you up and let you watch me touch myself," Lucy threatened.

Natsu shrugged. "Fine by me," he said nonchalantly.

Lucy was stunned by his answer. "Huh?" she intelligently blurted.

"I said, 'Fine by me'," Natsu repeated. "Do what you want. But I'll get out of whatever you tie me with you know. And I will grab you and tie you instead and spread your legs wide for me. And I'll use my tongue to lick you. Maybe I'll go a little rough. I'll make you beg for me to go harder so you can release. And just when you want to, that's when I'll leave you. I'll leave you wanting me, but unable to touch yourself."

Lucy's eyes were wide. How…descriptive. It made her thighs quiver. "You wouldn't," she whispered. But they both knew the answer.

"You know I would," Natsu chuckled. "Now sleep, weirdo, before I get too handsy. It happens."

"Don't expect me to help you with your morning problem tomorrow," Lucy hissed.

Natsu laughed even more, snuggling closer to Lucy. "You always say that. But you always help me with that mouth of yours," he teased. "Now sleep," he commanded as Lucy opened her mouth.

Lucy sighed as his hands began massaging her stomach soothingly. "I love you, Natsu Dragneel," she yawned.

"I love you, Lucy Dragneel," Natsu whispered, giving her a lingering kiss on the neck. "See you in the morning."

Lucy mumbled something incoherent, but made no move to repeat it. Natsu knew she had fallen asleep. He did not blame her. He was a little tired himself. He knew she had touched herself in the closet. He could hear it, smell it. It made him smile. He made it so Lucy always had an ache between her legs. Good. That was what he wanted.

Natsu continued to absently stroke Lucy's stomach. He could not sleep, as much as Lucy believed he was exhausted. He was not. He could have taken her again if he had wanted. But he knew Lucy was sore and did not want to press her. Besides, he had a mating to worry about.

What they had done was making love. Natsu had mated with her in a sense by releasing himself in her, but that was not enough. His body and mind called this night making love as humans. Tomorrow, they would mate. That was what worried him. His body was trained and ready to handle the mating ritual. He knew how to perform the ceremony and knew the sex portion of it would be brutal and not at all loving as the sex they had tonight. He would hurt Lucy. He would not be able to yield to her pleas of stopping once he started. He would remain dominant through the mating process, forcing Lucy to acknowledge him as her mate.

"Lucy," Natsu whispered, "I'm so sorry, but I have to. Just bear with me."

Natsu closed his eyes and buried his nose in her hair. He took a deep whiff. He smelled that strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner she used for the wedding. It was fading as sweat added to the mix, but it was there. Having Lucy in his arms kept him calm. She was okay and asleep in his arms. She was his love, his star, his best friend, his wife, his mate. He loved her and knew she loved him.

But Natsu wondered if she would still love him after tomorrow—after he took her into the mating ceremony.