Warning! Things of a lemony, adult, explicit nature lie ahead... You have been warned!

3. Date Night

Lucy was more anxious than she'd ever been. The nerves bundled up in her stomach were growling like a monster, reminding her about the imperfections in her hair, her makeup, her dress, everything she'd already fussed over at least three times. She watched the girl in the mirror with narrowed eyes, clutching at an escaped strand of golden hair. She tucked it behind her ear, and heaved a sigh.

Tonight, after hours upon hours of washing, scrubbing, criticising, and re-dressing, Lucy was left standing in a cerulean dress the billowed around her thighs, with her hair piled at the top of her head in an elegant knot. Strips of silver wrapped around her legs, crossing over at her ankles and joining to form a steep, stiletto heel. Her skin was flawless, her eyes were bright, and she had never felt more self-conscious in her life.

She had been very careful when planning out the evening with Natsu. She made sure to mention what they were doing, when they were doing it, and have Natsu recite every syllable back to her.

Provided her Dragon Slayer remembered, they were going out to dinner at a small Chinese place in town. She couldn't exactly remember what it was called. It was something like the 'Golden Dragon', or the 'Lucky Dragon'… Well, she was sure it ended in 'Dragon', at least.

Lucy had also specifically told him not to take her out the window, though she suspected he'd disregard that little part.

As if fate was had been listening in on her thoughts, Lucy heard a loud tapping at her window pane. She shook her head, smiling, and flicked the latch open. Natsu's elbows rested on her windowsill, and the Dragon Slayer gave her a dopey grin.

"Hey Luce," he greeted happily, leaning over to plant a kiss on her mouth. Lucy blushed pink, stunned from the suddenness of the kiss, but responded anyway. She locked her fingers around the back of his neck, leaning back to help him climb through. Still not breaking the kiss, Natsu swung his legs over the edge, landing neatly on her floor. He pulled away, giving her another smirk. "How are you?"

Never in her strangest and most erotic dreams had she imagined being kissed like that, with her boyfriend hanging out an open window. Natsu just had a way of making everything so wonderfully weird. Lucy felt a surge of affection for the man before her, and wrapped her arms around him, burying her head in the crook of his neck. She smiled against the tanned skin, relishing the deep, smoky scent. "I'm terrific, actually."

"Uh… Ok then," he said slowly. He wrapped his arms around the blonde in his arms, a little uncertain about what exactly had happened. He wasn't complaining, though. The longer he held Lucy, the better.

Then, standing in his arms, it occurred to Lucy that Natsu was still in his everyday clothes. That one-shouldered black coat didn't exactly scream fine dining. In fact, it seemed to proclaim the unspoken question; 'What are we doing tonight?'

Lucy sighed, pulling away. She planted her hands on her hips, giving him a look. Natsu blinked for a moment, struggling to register her sudden change in mood. Lucy frowned. "Do you remember where we are going tonight, Natsu?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, of course. We're going on a date," he said, matter-of-factly. Lucy raised a petulant eyebrow.

"Yes, Captain Obvious, but do you remember where we're going on our date?" she asked pointedly. Natsu thought for a moment, staring at her ceiling like it was some magnificent work of art.

"Uh… Dinner?" he guessed. Lucy took a deep breath. He didn't remember. He probably hadn't booked the reservations like he'd promised, either. If they went now, they'd have to wait at least an hour before they were seated, and Lucy was not in a waiting mood. "Hey, Luce? Lucy, are you ok? You're face has gone really red. Are you embarrassed or something?"

Restrain your anger, a voice hissed in her head. You don't want to get pissy on the first date. Restrain your anger. Lucy looked up, eyes glittering heatedly. "Yes Natsu, we're going to dinner," she said quietly. "Do you know where?"

"Oh! I know this! I couldn't remember where you said to go, so I came up with something better! It's gonna be a surprise, so you have to keep your eyes shut, ok?" he said, retrieving a blindfold from his coat pocket. He shot her another grin, looking very proud of himself.

Lucy looked at him for a moment, trying to decipher the location of his 'secret dinner'. After a moment of intense staring, her hands slid limply to her sides, and she gave a sullen nod. "Ok, fine. But let me get my jacket first."

Lucy didn't like the blindfold. It made her face nose itchy and her eyes water. On top of that, she was fighting the urge to let out a super-sneeze. The entire scenario made her uncomfortable. Natsu's brain worked in ways that were far too hard to predict. He could be taking her to an elegant restaurant, or he could take her to a fast food joint. There was no way to tell, and that was the worst part.

The one upside to the situation was the resulting piggyback ride. Even though she couldn't see where they were headed, something about being perched on the Dragon Slayer's shoulders made her unconsciously relax. At first, she'd freaked out, mainly since his head was between her legs, and she wearing a dress. She could feel his hair brushing against her thighs, and had immediately panicked. After she'd gotten used to the sensation, she felt a lot better. It was kind of sweet and kind of sexy, when she thought about it. She loved it when Natsu carried her places. There was no way she could deny that.

So, Lucy relaxed a bit more, even allowing a small smile to find its way onto her lips. Itchy blindfold or no itchy blindfold, mystery date or no mystery date, she was still spending precious time with her favourite man in the world.

After that, time went a lot faster.

The breeze rushing through her golden hair lessened and lessened, until she felt Natsu come to a complete stop. "Alright," he announced with pride. "We're here!"

Lucy's feet hit the ground, and she barely managed to remain upright, balancing on her killer heels. When selecting her footwear for the night, she hadn't really taken any of Natsu's excursions into account. Thinking about it now, she wondered why she hadn't just worn her usual boots.

"Ok, are you ready?" Natsu asked, starting to untie the blindfold at the back of her neck. Lucy's mind went blank for a moment, feeling his hot breath on her neck. How was it possible for him to excite her like this without trying? She could sense his lips just inches away from her neck. The blindfold made all her senses so much sharper. A rosy blush coloured her cheeks, as she made a mental note to experiment with that in the bedroom that night.

"Hey, Luce? I asked if you were ready," Natsu frowned, gripping the ends of the blindfold. He still held it against her eyes, waiting for some kind of confirmation on her part. Reality washed over Lucy once more, and she felt slightly embarrassed about her space out moment.

"Yeah, I'm ready Natsu," she said softly. She could picture his nod.

"Ok. Surprise!"

The dark cloth was stripped from her vision, and Lucy blinked a few times. Then, her gaze settled on the placid scene before her, and Lucy gasped.

The lake, still and reflective like glass, made the stars shine straight back up at the sky. The likeness of the full moon bounced off the water. Tall, slim silver birches lined the waters, and nestled between the tree trunks was a classic red and white plaid blanket. A little woven basket sat perfectly on top of the rug, neighbouring a bottle of champagne.

Lucy couldn't hold back the tears that stung her eyes. A moonlight picnic; Natsu had organised a moonlight picnic!

"N-Natsu," she stammered. Her voice was muffled behind her hands, and Natsu gave her a concerned look.

"Luce! What's wrong? Don't you like it? Mira said you'd love it," he murmured, placing his hands on her shoulders and trying to comfort her.

"N-no, it's nothing like that. I-I just… Oh my gods!" she wailed, turning around faster than Natsu could comprehend and collapsing into his arms. "It's…. It's… So beautiful!" Lucy cried into his embrace. "I can't believe…. Oh my gods…"

"Lucy," he said awkwardly, patting her back. Natsu was freaked out. Her words sounded happy, but she was crying rivers in his arms. It made no sense to him. Why did girls have to be so weird? Maybe it was just Lucy. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad. We can go somewhere else if you like."

Suddenly, Lucy sprung to life in his arms again, gripping the collar of his jacket hard enough to make her knuckles turn white. "Don't you dare take me away from here! This is the sweetest, most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me, and if you make leave now, I will burn down your house!"

Natsu blinked stupidly, and she moulded against him again, trailing hot tears over his skin. What was wrong with her? Was she happy, sad, or angry? Natsu couldn't tell anymore. It was weirding him out.

"Uh, so you wanna eat now? I'm hungry, and Mira cooked us tonnes of stuff…"

He felt her head bob, and breathed a small sigh of relief. Maybe the emotional breakdown was over. He took her hand, and gave her neck a small nuzzle. "C'mon Luce, let's sit down."

He guided her over to the blanket, and sat down. Lucy sat next to him, eyes still watering faintly, and gave him a weak smile. "I'm sorry, Natsu. I didn't mean to get so emotional. It's just… no one has ever done anything like this for me before. I'm just really happy, you know?"

Natsu scratched the back of his head. "So, you're not upset or anything?" he questioned, brows furrowing. She shook her head.

"Not in the least. Now, let's open the champagne."

"What that?" Natsu frowned, giving her a confused look. Lucy rolled her eyes.

"It's the stuff in that bottle," she said, reaching for the item in question. "Do you have a bottle opener in there?"

"Uh… I don't know. Let's find out," he said, opening the basket. Immediately, they were bombarded with the mouth-watering scent of roast chicken, potato salad and freshly cooked bread. Lucy sighed happily, while Natsu dug through the basket. He laid out a few plates on the mat, still a little confused about the whole arrangement. Why would girls want to eat outside? And why would they want to take their food somewhere, instead of just eating it where it was?

"Oh, is this it?" he suddenly asked, retrieving the little screw-topped apparatus. Lucy took it from him with a curt nod.

"Yup, just hold on a second…" The cork came out with a loud pop, and the golden liquid bubbled in the bottle. "There we go. Natsu, you want a glass?"

"Yeah ok. What's it taste like?" he asked, as Lucy began to pour the glasses.

"Well, it's quite bitter, and it's got a lot of bubbles in it. You might not like it," Lucy warned. She handed Natsu his glass. The Dragon Slayer eyed the glass with an analytical eye, watching the bubbles fizz to the top. Lucy took a sip of her own, before looking back to her boyfriend. "Well, are you gonna try it?"

"It looks…. Like piss…" he said slowly, before reluctantly putting the glass to his lips. Lucy watched him as the liquid touched his mouth, and he gulped down a mouthful. Immediately, he started choking and gagging. "Blecch! It tastes like piss too! How are you drinking that?!"

The blonde gave another eye roll. "It doesn't taste like piss. It's just… an acquired taste. Don't worry, you don't have to have any if you don't want it. Pass the glass back," she said, holding out her hand expectantly. Natsu passed it back, and she placed it to the side of the basket.

"Now, let's get some food! I'm pretty sure we'll both enjoy Mira's cooking," she winked.

Natsu returned her grin. "Yeah, that'd be great!"

"You know what I like most about tonight?" Lucy asked, leaning her head against her boyfriend's shoulder. The basket and the empty plates and been kicked off, and now the two were reclined on the picnic rug, happy in each other's arms. "The seclusion. We're all alone, with a breath-taking night all to ourselves. Just look at the moon tonight. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yeah, but that's not my favourite thing," he said, following Lucy's skywards gaze. The blonde frowned, turning to face him.

"Well, what's your favourite thing, then? What could possibly be more spectacular then that view?" she asked, baffled. Natsu gave her a look.

You," he said simply, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You're much prettier than some big white ball in the sky. You smell nicer too."

Lucy laughed. "Oh yeah? You can smell the moon from here?" she teased, eyes sparkling.

"No, but I can smell you. Even though you were drinking piss all night, you still smell like the most awesome thing in the world. No moon smells better than Lucy," he said firmly, giving her a reassuring smile.

Lucy blushed pink. "My gods, I love you, Natsu," she breathed, staring deep into his eyes. He stared back at her, with an intensity she had never seen before.

"I love you too, Lucy." As the words left his mouth, her breath hitched. Her eyes widened, her lips parted, and she watched as he brushed a thumb lovingly over her cheek.

"You love me?" Lucy forced out, trying to hold back the swelling emotion threatening to make her heart explode out of her chest cavity.

"Of course I do. I thought it was obvious," said Natsu, running his fingers down her cheekbone, feathering down her neck and across her throat. Her eyes slipped shut, the sensations causing something to stir deep within her. He really loves me. Natsu really loves me. "You're my whole world Lucy."

Lucy wasn't quite sure who initiated the kiss. She didn't know if he'd craned his neck over a little to meet her lips, or if she brought their mouths together herself. What she did know was that the soft pressure on her lips and the hands massaging the back of her head made her giddy and hot.

Lucy sighed happily into the kiss, feeling those soothing fingertips skimming over her neck and collarbones. Natsu had become quite adept at finding those sensitive points that made her breathing heavier. His enhanced senses meant that he was very attuned to her body and feelings. Just thinking about it made her shiver. He could probably smell her arousal too, even though the kissing had barely begun.

Her own lithe fingers trailed over his taut abdominal muscles, relishing the bumps, ridges and divots that defined him. Lucy had a real fascination with his chest. It was littered with scars and marks that were so interesting to touch and play with. She knew by now that if she dragged her nails over his nipples, he'd grunt, and deepen the kiss. She knew that if she traced the sexy 'v' on his hips, he'd huff into the kiss, and wrap his arms around her waist. She could make him make the most incredible sounds, and do the most incredible things, just by touching him.

And, of course, vice versa.

Lucy moaned loudly as curious fingers tweaked her nipples through her shirt. Her head rocked backwards under his ministrations, while Natsu yanked down her dress and proceeded to lave kisses over the sensitive skin of her breasts. Her own hands fell limply to her sides, unable to focus on her own exploration of his body any longer. Natsu was just too good. He hadn't even taken off her bra yet, and she still felt as if his lips had kissed every facet of her aching body.

She couldn't quite pinpoint the moment at which her hair had fallen out, or when her shoes had been kicked off. She couldn't even remember unstrapping the damn things. Lucy was completely absorbed by Natsu's touch. As his mouth settled over the thing cotton of her bra, she let out a short puff of air. She could feel his hot, steamy breath above her nipples. He was hanging in the air above her chest, toying with her.

"N-Natsu!" she gasped. "Please, take off the bra. Please!"

"As you wish," he murmured huskily, sliding the straps over her smooth shoulders. Everything was painfully slow now, compared to their earlier speed. Natsu slid his hands over her waist and around her back, unfastening the clasp of her bra. She let out a sigh as she felt the band loosen, and shimmied out of the cups. As soon as the cool air bit into the bare skin, Natsu's lips replaced it, sealing around the rosy bud of her right nipple.

His tongue moved in slow, sensual circles around the hardened bud, making Lucy shiver and tingle. The blonde moaned loudly into the night, lost in the sensations. When he gave it a delicate nip, Lucy thought she'd implode.

Heat was pooling rapidly in her stomach, and pressure was mounting in her core. Lucy yearned for Natsu to dispel it, but she knew the Dragon Slayer would take his sweet time doing it. He had already shown that he had no intention of making tonight a fast, rough play. Tonight, he was tantalising and sensual, and even though the pace was driving her insane, her inner sex expert knew it would be worth it. With Natsu, it was always worth the wait.

AS if detecting her frustration, he released his grip on her breasts, pressing a final kiss between her cleavage. "God Luce, you smell so damn good," he said through gritted teeth. "I can't believe it's possible for someone to smell this great."

His hands traced the outer curves of her waist and ass, while dragging his lips down her torso. His heavenly tongue trailed between her ribcage, across her navel, until he reached the rumpled remains of her dress, bunched at her hips in a blue puddle of fabric.

"Please, take it off," she groaned, reaching down to pry the fabric away herself. His hands caught her own, and he gave her a wicked grin.

"C'mon Luce. Let me undress you, ok?"

Hi thumbs brushing over her hip bones, perfectly synchronised, and her dress was tugged down to her thighs, revealing a pair of lacy black panties that perfectly matched her bra. Natsu pulled the dress down to her ankles, and let the blonde kick it off somewhere in the distance. Freed from the restraints of her clothing, she got to her knees, and brought their lips together once more.

It never failed to amaze her how she could be stripped down to the bare essentials while Natsu was still fully clothed. The blonde unravelled the muffler from her neck and pulled his coat from his shoulders, anxious to reveal his tanned and toned body.

Her fingers once again trailed over his abdominal muscles, fingering his nipples the way he'd played with her just moments ago. She listened for that gasp he'd let out with response, and felt a shiver rumble down her spine as he emitted that faint noise of pleasure she'd been waiting for.

"My gods, you're sexy," she muttered into the kiss, running her fingers over the planes of his chest. "I just want to touch everywhere, you know?"

"I could say the same thing," he growled, before she found herself pinned beneath him faster than humanly possible.

His fingers slid under the waistband of her panties, teasing the stellar spirit mage. His free hand brushed over the sopping fabric, making Lucy cry out suddenly.

"You smell delectable," Lucy, he said, eyes dark and hazy. "Good enough to taste, really."

Lucy watched, stunned, as his head bowed down lower and lower, until she could feel his breath, hot and steamy, against her panties. Oh my god, he's going to… taste me?! Lucy heard him inhale, before the material of her panties was jerked roughly to the side. Her breathing was erratic, and her eyes drifted shut, waiting for the contact she knew was coming.

His tongue, hot and wet, brushed over her folds. She cried out at the feeling, kicking her legs up into the air. She could feel it rubbing up and down, up and down, building heat fast in her core. Just when she thought there was no greater ecstasy, she felt his thumb brush over her clitoris. She went into a spasm again, moaning loudly at his touch.

Her moans turned to screams when he sped up the pace. His fingers rubbed circles over her clitoris, and his tongue began to thrust into her womanhood. It was unbelievably pleasurable. Lucy's orgasm was building rapidly. Her legs started to shake furiously, and her screams rose in pitch.

Natsu could sense she was nearing completion, and sped up again accordingly. As Lucy let out a final cry, her juices flooded into his waiting mouth. He greedily gulped them down, relishing her unique, delicious taste.

Fireworks danced before Lucy's eyes, and her body turned to jelly. Her breathing was heavy, and she sunk back into the blanket, exhausted.

Natsu licked his lips, savouring every last drop of Lucy's cum. He watched her with dark eyes, transfixed with the girl before him. Lucy surveyed him through lidded eyes, and her exhaustion dissipated. She gave him a wicked grin. "This isn't over quite yet," she cooed, summoning all her energy to sit up.

"No, not yet," Natsu agreed. Then, without any prior notice, his grabbed her soaked panties by the waist band and tore the flimsy lace from her hips. "I still need you, Luce."

Natsu unzipped his own pants, tented from his own arousal, and laid the blonde back down on the blanket. His erection sprung free, and he kicked off his pants. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you Lucy," he whispered, before positioning himself at her entrance, and thrusting in with all his might.

Lucy cried out, gripping the edges of the blanket with white knuckles. His rhythm was perfect, rocking his hips against hers with speed and depth that struck something deep inside of her.

Natsu gripped her hips tightly, hammering into her with gritted teeth. She always felt so good around him; hot wet and tight. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He could feel his own orgasm mounting, and his breathing sped up accordingly.

The stellar spirit mage screamed out in ecstasy as she hit her peak again, still so very sensitive from her last orgasm. It was far more intense the second time round, and Lucy thought she'd explode from the sheer sensations. Her legs kicked and jerked, and her back arched off the blanket. Her ears were ringing, and her vision seared white. Just like that, the mounting pressure exploded, and her body shuddered and shook wildly.

Moments later, she felt Natsu spill into her, and she squirted violently. Her breathing cut short, her screams quieted, and Lucy fell onto the blanket once more, completely wiped.

With a heaving breath, Natsu collapsed beside her, winding his arms around her. His hands locked around her waist, and his head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. He let out a heavy breath, and his eyes drifted shut.

"T-that was incredible," Lucy sighed happily. "Best sex ever."

"You say that every time we have sex, Natsu mumbled into her skin. The blonde giggled in response.

"Yeah, but that's only 'cause it's true every time. Admit it, we just get better and better," Lucy grinned.

Natsu snorted. "I'm not denying that, believe me. I know firsthand how good we are at sex."

"Oh good. So, sexpert, how about you get the other blanket for us so we can get some rest?"

Natsu blinked. "Let me get this straight. You want me to let go of you, sit up, rifle through the picnic basket for the blanket, and then place it over you, even though it would let in all the cold air and force me to stop holding you?"

Lucy paused for a moment, thinking hard. "Ok, maybe we can manage without a blanket. Just don't let me go, Natsu."

The pink-haired mage managed a sleepy grin. "You got a deal."

So, does a luscious lemon make up for a very late post? I sure hope so! Sorry about the delay between chappies. At least this was u quicker than the last one! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed that. it's about time I wrote a bit of NaLu sexy time ;)

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