Body Language

Prompt #4

Rating: M+ (sexual innuendo, indecent words)

Words: 1,689

(this originally was by itself but I decided against doing any more prompts this year so I've put here -)

Colour: Rainbow

"I'm telling you, she wants me." Loki stated, eyeing a woman across the bar who short brown hair and a heated look on her features. Natsu flicked his eyes up from his phone, then back down, fighting an eye-roll.

"No, what she wants is her ex-boyfriend to stop talking to the redhead." He informed helpfully.

Loki turned to him, giving him a sharp, interested glare, "How do you know that?"

"Because she walked past thirty minutes ago, talking to her friend about how it wasn't technically stalking since it's an open area and it's purely by coincidence she's in the same bar as he is," Natsu began, taking a long sip of his drink, the alcohol burning down his throat in that familiar way, before continuing, "And for the last fifteen minutes she's been downing shots of tequila, probably to work up the courage she needs to confront him."

"It's weird how you do that."

"Do what?"

"Read people… And listen into their private conversations."

"Nothing is a private conversation these days," Natsu replied, bored out of his mind, before giving something for Loki to chew on, "But, since she's obviously still hung up on him, maybe you can take one for the team and make the ex jealous."

"That would still leave me high and dry."

"Not if you play your cards right. Her friend is cute. She'll either pity you for trying or think you're a creep."

"I'm still not following your logic."

"He's trying to tell you that even though she might perceive you as a creep, you can change her mind. Besides, if all the creeps in the world didn't get sex, than we wouldn't be suffering overpopulation in this bar." A sweet voice slid over to them as the woman on the other side of Loki crossed her legs, flicking her blonde, long hair over her shoulder.

Hot, Natsu thought, eyes moving over her body slowly in a look of appreciation.

Warm brown eyes flickered over Loki, a considering long look before she returned to her cocktail, dressed in a tight red dress, that slid up her thighs when she shifted, revealing creamy skin and toned muscles. She lifted the stemmed glass to her pink lips, taking a swift sip.

"It has a chance of working. Odds are six to ten. Depending on factors like her type, inebriation and whether she's in the mood." She commented afterwards, staring at her drink thoughtfully.

Loki slid closer to her, obviously recognizing her as a stunning member of the opposite sex, "And what are the chances of us working out?"

"Negative zero. But the attempt will be amusing." She replied back without missing a beat and the arousal Natsu felt mixed with amusement, as he turned back to his glass, motioning the busy bartender for another.

Loki took the message - for once, Natsu noticed - slapping Natsu on the back, with a parting open farewell (just in case he struck out) and then walked over to the two women. Natsu watched with a small amount of interest before thanking the bartender who refilled him.

"Are you psychologist?" The woman's curious question voice caused made Natsu to glance over at her, getting lost in the curve of her tits and the twist of her lips.

"No. I'm a mechanic. I'm just good with people."

One perfectly plucked eyebrow arched up, "Define 'good with people'. Because your friend made it seem like you analyse people or something..""

Natsu chuckled lowly, turning to her person slightly more fully, as she leaned over the seat separating them, a curious expression on her face.

"I notice things that other people mostly don't. Little things, like dialect, tell-signs, body language for example.I didn't take a course or train for it, it's just something I do."

"That must make you one hell of a poker player." She smiled a little, as Natsu laughed, giving a modest shrug even though yes, he used his peculiar talent of attention to detail to assist in swindling his friends out of hundreds.

"You offering a match because the buy-in has to be large to keep me interested." He joked.

"I don't play a lot of money-based gambling games. Strip poker is more my speed." She admitted, and Natsu saw the truth there, the way her cheeks burnt, and how her body leaned in closed. His blood boiled in excited arousal at what he saw there.

She was interested.

It had been a while since a woman showed anything of the sort to Natsu, he had a been experiencing it of a dry streak and work had swallowed any attempt of a social life.

He carefully thought about how to proceed and decided a woman like the one beside him deserved every ounce of charm he could offer.

Admittedly it wasn't much.

"Not a big risk taker?" Natsu asked, still struggling how to work this to his advantage, when she laughed, the noise husky and sweet.

"One would say baring yourself to another being is a bigger risk than money."

Now Natsu was thinking about her bare, and his dick stiffened at the imaginary image floating through his mind. The words left his lips before he could stop them.

"Depends on the confidence of the person. Would you say you are confident when it comes to baring yourself?"

She pursed her lips playfully, but Natsu could tell she was only being coy and not truly thinking about his question. Then she leant in, resting her hand on the seat between them, tilting her head to whisper to him. Natsu found himself crowding in also, letting her lips brush his ear in a soft intimate confession.

"I like to think I'm quite confident on how good my body looks naked. How about you?"

Lust simmered inside of Natsu, making his gut tight and his pants tighter as he leaned back, eyes flicking down purposely to her full pink lips. Her tongue peaked out, licking along her bottom lip, obviously catching his attention there.

"Let me buy you a drink."

Lucy, as she had dutifully informed him, placed her hand on his arm and laughed along to something he said, her touch soft and warm against his bare forearm. Natsu felt her lean in, talking over the loud music blaring now that the 'party' atmosphere had awakened.

But to Natsu, it could have just felt like it was him and Lucy, sharing bedroom eyes and stories about their lives. What he had learnt so far is Lucy was a financial advisor, had a puppy golden retriever who was overly fond of her shoes and didn't have any family left that were worth mentioning.

"So, you really think that in a few years, science and technology will allow us to go onto another planet and start over?" She smiled, looking at his as if he was crazy and honestly, Natsu didn't mind. As long as she was looking at him.

"Yes." Natsu grinned, "You telling me that you wouldn't like to live on Mars or something?"

"I suppose, but to Martians I'd be really ugly… and I don't know if I could handle that." She winked, finishing off her cocktail and Natsu chuckled softly, also finishing his, while tracking the bartender down for another. It took a few times to grab his attention but he managed before turning back to Lucy, looking deep into her warm brown eyes.

"Well, if it's any consolation, I think you're stunning. Martian beauty standards and all."

Lucy bit down on her lip, a pleased flush sprinkling her cheeks, making her skin glow even more under the light. She leaned closer, ignoring the bartender who was quietly refilling his drink and making her another.

Whatever she was about to say - something Natsu had been awaiting eagerly for - was cut off when Loki appeared, apparently haven struck out.

"No good buddy?" Natsu asked, despite his annoyance of being interrupted as Loki sat down beside him, waving at the bartender and ordering a rather strong drink.

"It was going so well too, but the minute I mentioned how desperate for a good time she looked, she shot me down."

Natsu shook his head at his friends stupidity before feeling Lucy slowly slide her hand down from his arm, and place it on his thigh. He glanced at her through the corner of his eyes, head still tilted towards Loki as she smiled up at him, arching her eyebrow and biting her lower lip.

Heat filled him, making his cock twitch in his jeans, and he turned back to Loki, "That's tough man."

"It happens." Loki shrugged, "The good news is that now we can turn this into a guys night. Especially since I'm not getting some."

Natsu cleared his throat softly, leaning into Lucy's grip on his thigh as her fingers trailed down his jeans, trying to ignore the fact that Loki assumed that if he wasn't getting any, Natsu wasn't either.

Lucy reciprocated this situation for him, by peeking over his shoulder, "I'm sorry, but Natsu is getting some. If he wants it that is."

Loki's eyes widened as Natsu smothered his smile, leaning down to brush his lips against her ear, "I want."

Lucy's smile was beautiful, sweet and filthy all at the same time as she tilted her body towards him, tucking her hair behind her ear with a heat in her eye that threatened to melt him alive.

"Want to get out of here?"

"I want that too."

Lucy set about finishing her drink in one smooth gulp, and gathering her purse, pulling her black coat on around that sinfully tight dress of hers.

Natsu turned to Loki, climbing out of his seat, giving him a firm slap on the back, "Sorry man but… sorry."

Loki gaped at him, squawking in an indignant tone, "What sort of friendship is this?"

"Take one for the team," Natsu grinned, shrugging on his jacket also as Lucy slipped her hand against his, lacing their fingers together. Loki watched him with a look of outrage but Natsu was slowly being lured away, by the vixen in the tight red dress.

"Come on." Lucy giggled, as Natsu threw a definite farewell over his shoulder, following her through the night-life of the bar. She glanced over her shoulder at him once or twice, sending him a naughty little smile, her hips swaying, fingers tightening around hers and he stopped them just outside the entrance.

He drew her close, unable to control himself when it came to her body language.

This is part one of a three part process for Nalu Week 2017. All the stories will be linked.

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