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Happy Holidays Charlie Brown! .. oh wait wrong canon
Christmas and Thanksgiving were going to be difficult holidays for Regina and the kids. They had, for the most part, mended from the deaths of their friends, but this would also be the first Christmas slash Thanksgiving without them. So for that afternoon, she decided to let Natsu distract the kids and the dog for the time being. More than likely they were bundled up and jumping in piles of leaves outside, or begging Natsu for more demonstrations. As for herself, she went to help distract Regine with preparing food. Happily, Regina only took Lucy's bright smile for her natural demeanor and not for any other reasons.
On the other hand, Lucy hadn't been able to stop smiling since the night she and Natsu were.. er.. very intimate together. Assuming she didn't drift off into a dreamy spacey mode when she thought no one was looking. And if she actually saw him, forget it - it took everything she had not to grab him and hold him close. Heck, before that night she had difficulty keeping her eyes off him - it was more so now. SO it was probably for the best that she had something like cooking and entertaining Regine to occupy her attention.
If Regine noticed the way Lucy's conversation chatter kept turning to the topic of Natsu unconsciously, she didn't mention it, though she did seem amused for some reason. Currently the ladies were discussing options for the dinner - the kids wanted to start eating spicier food to - obviously - be more like Natsu after all.
On the other hand, Lucy hadn't been able to stop smiling since the night she and Natsu were.. er.. very intimate together. Assuming she didn't drift off into a dreamy spacey mode when she thought no one was looking. And if she actually saw him, forget it - it took everything she had not to grab him and hold him close. Heck, before that night she had difficulty keeping her eyes off him - it was more so now. SO it was probably for the best that she had something like cooking and entertaining Regine to occupy her attention.
If Regine noticed the way Lucy's conversation chatter kept turning to the topic of Natsu unconsciously, she didn't mention it, though she did seem amused for some reason. Currently the ladies were discussing options for the dinner - the kids wanted to start eating spicier food to - obviously - be more like Natsu after all.
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She definitely could never get enough of him.
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Feeling his forehead against hers was like wrapping herself in a blanket of the warmth that was natural to him. And that smile.. she loved it as much as his other smiles, be they mischievous, happy or confident. That warmed her up on the inside just as much, knowing he was so happy, and she gave him a radiant, adoring smile of her own in response, brushing her hand against the back of his head gently.
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But those were darker times and well in the past. This. This right here was better than any heaven in any world. Natsu smiled and lightly tilted his head to nuzzle at Lucy's cheek and then her neck.
"I just can't get enough of that look on your face you know~"
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"Oh really~ Tell me more~"
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"Hmmm so you'd want me to try and not act smug in exchange?" Oh he's starting to catch on fast isn't he?
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"Well I can try~ If the prize is good enough." Yes he was pretty much telling her she can bribe him. Not like he had to. Really.
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"Well maybe getting comfortable will help come up with something~" he proposed, wanting to get her in bed sooner rather than later.
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"Mhmmm and I know just the way" Natsu said between kisses before carrying his KoalaLucy over to the bed he so adored all this time.
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Which she is, but if he was going to be mischievous, so was she~!
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"It would be. It if wasn't true." Totally calling her bluff in full.
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"And what makes you think it's..." ...she trails off for a second, rethinking that statement. She DOES watch him a great deal. Really could anyone blame her? He's far too wonderful for words, and ever since falling so hard for him she'd stolen constant glances at him. And heaven knew she appreciated his physique very much.
Yes, that same physique that was right now almost flush against her. ...
Oh. Dear. God. Seriously how could anyone in their right mind -not- appreciate that?
"A-anyway, it's obviously an exaggeration..!" Geez Lucy, get more red and you'll be an apple. Get your mind out of the gutter.
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He picked up on the way she trailed off and couldn't help the smirk spreading on his lips. Those moments where she zoned out like that into her own thoughts were the most telling.
"You don't sound so sure~" She's becoming an apple he really wants to take a bite from. Metaphorically of course.
He moved one hand down to Lucy's side and held her firmly but gently as if to make it even more clear that she was in his grasp with no sign of that ceasing any time soon.
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... "Um... w-why do you think I don't sound sure?"
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"Why? Well for one, your face right now~"
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"Well I could stop and get a mirror to show you. But do you really want me to do that~?"
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... oh wait, that's a literal question isn't it?
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