midnightstar | Happy Holidays Charlie Brown! .. oh wait wrong canon

Even if he wasn't moving her, she was squirming on his lap enough for the both of them. Helpless under the attack, she tugged his hair, rocking forward slightly with helpless, mewling moans and cries, alternating her position from closing the space between them with her arms wrapping around his neck, her head pressing against his, to leaning back which happened to give him more room to work with. But there was no silencing her, no matter how hard she tried. Every time she thought she found some way to quiet herself, Natsu effectively wrecked it with /some/ part of his assault, being it that growl or a touch of his hands, lips, tongue and teeth involved.

Her problem was trying to be quiet. Natsu didn't want that. The kids and Regina were far enough in the large dormitory building that they'd never fully make out what they were doing anyway. But then her attempt to silence herself was another treat for Natsu as he hammered down his defenses without any sign of relenting.

He sucked and hummed and growled into her mound for a while longer before he finally released the mound with a loud pop before teasing the nipple with a quick flick of his tongue.

The relentless assault was maddening - but in a good way. Her defenses held against that assault for only seconds before she was grasping his shoulder tightly and effectively giving him exactly what he wanted. Louder moans, most of which were his name, repeatedly, until he released her breast.

Wondering if he was actually relenting or if he was just lulling her into a false sense of security, she shivered, twitching involuntarily at that teasing lick, her body trembling from the intense amount of pleasure. Trying to refocus her thoughts enough to put words together, though her vocabulary seemed to have devolved again.

Just because she was giving him what he wanted didn't mean he would show any mercy. Just like she hadn't shown him any real mercy while his eyes had been covered. Natsu looked up at Lucy with a smirk, his breath coming out in heated puffs over the sensitive skin of her breast every time she rolled her hips in his lap.

"God I love it when you go wild~" He growled seductively before leaning up to nip at the side of her neck leaving a light mark there that wouldn't see the light of morning but enough to pierce through her pleasure addled mind that he'd just claimed her again.

Inhuman beast!.. except not really, just really, really passionate. And she loved him for it. She leaned forward, her breathing shaky and her voice even more so, as she curled her arms around him again, creating a personal bubble of intimacy between them.

"I..can't help it," she managed after a moment, staring at him with a mix of awed adoration and a stunned daze at what he put her through. Her voice a little hoarse from the amount of cries and moans, she couldn't help but smile at the feel of him marking her, husking a soft breath in her throat. "Y-you... drive me so wild, I can't stand it.." she murmurs in a low purr.

"You drive me wild every day. From morning to night~" Natsu answered back with a matching purry before he took to kissing along Lucy's neck softly and almost reverently. "But nothing compares to how much I want you right now~" he whispered, his voice carrying an overwhelming tone that burned with passion stronger than any of her precious stars.

It was like his words were on fire as much as every other part of him, that steady burn of passion that they'd been playing with. Maybe it was her imagination running wild again, but it even felt like those kisses of his were fiery. She felt so warm she could just -melt-.

She pressed closer to him, nuzzling close to his neck, her heart soaring to burst at his words. That tone alone was overpowering, and she tightened her arms around him, nipping his neck with a husky purr. "You might as well be reading my mine," she murmured, nuzzling her way up against his cheek until her lips were against his ear, "I want that too. I want you to make me yours, again."

Her own voice might as well be made of fire given how warm he feels with each word from Lucy's lips. But that's just the sound. It's what she actually said though that really set him off. To hear she wanted him to claim her like that again. Something told Natsu he'd never tire of hearing it. To know that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

"Mmm I thought you'd never ask~" He growled and nipped at her throat again. But how would he do it because he clearly seemed quite reluctant to let her out of his lap for even a moment.

She groaned at that nip and growl, fingers curving against his skin. Although truthfully she was just as reluctant to part from him. Or stop kissing him or touching or.. augh. This was definitely a problem. He couldn't exactly claim her if they were still half dressed~! She squirmed a little against him, nibbling his neck which ... probably didn't help with the 'letting her go' goal. ".. you know I have to get up though..."

They really needed to decide on some kind of rule. Or maybe not even trying to and just going with the flow was better. Yeah that was definitely better. It was more in line with how they did things in Fairy Tail. He matched her move for move when she nibbled at him again, somehow managing to still moan but not faltering as much in his own ministrations.

"I know...doesn't mean I can just let you go though~"

A rule in this kind of thing? They'd never keep to it, they get far too caught up in each other to remember something like that. Well, at least that kind of rule. Going with the flow was much more suited to them. Hearing his moan, she echoed it when he matched her move, chuckling softly at his response. "Mmm, I guess not.." She rocked her hips against him slightly with another groan before she shifted a little to climb off of his lap. Maybe she could still figure out how to tug the rest of her clothing off without breaking as much contact with him. Hrm!

Natsu was sure it would be a hopeless endeavor as well. The way she rolled her hips in his lap certainly didn't help persuade him to give her any more space than she already had. But when she started moving away ever so slightly and given how his arms stayed around her it was obvious that he wouldn't let her get far if that was her intention to tease him with the promise of what they both wanted.

Tempting that might be, she would rather tease him with the promise of kisses or tease him with the promise of touching her, than that. Which she would certainly continue to do just for his reactions. And from her chuckle, realizing he wasn't about to let her get far, that was pretty much what she had planned to do. Not wanting to totally break contact with him, she leaned in to tease him with half kisses, bringing her hands away to slide off her skirt.

She earned that right to chuckle with how completely under her spell he was to the point that he couldn't decide what to do with her first. His drive and hunger for her was simply that great and that urgent after all. Still when he saw the skirt start to slide off her hips, his eyes tracked the path as it slid off of Lucy's body, leaving behind the prize this had all been building up towards.

The proverbial ball was in his court - or at least she'd say that, but even that brief lack of contact was too much for her, and she tossed her skirt to the side, landing - ... somewhere, she didn't know or care. Moving forward a little to his side, she curled her arms around him again, pressing her body against his, her lips tracing a path over his Fairy Tail mark, across his shoulder, up his neck to his jaw and concluding its lingering journey at his lips, savoring each taste as he had.

That disregard about where she threw her discarded clothes certainly appealed to Natsu. THough now he was the one in the way of their union. Natsu worked his pants off wiht one hand while pulling Lucy back in close with his other. He felt those warm soft lips pressing against his mark and was filled with a swell of utter joy and affection.

Eventually after much struggling, his pants came off and with it so did his black and flame patterned boxers.

Throughout those struggles, poor Lucy didn't lift a finger to help! How cruel! No, instead she giggled at him,though fortunately she didn't bite him while he was in the midst of his struggles this time. Once he'd managed to get the rest of his clothing off, she didn't immediately jump him, so to speak. As much as she'd told him she wanted him to claim her, rushing was never their style. Which is why she shifted to sit on his lap again, that most intimate part of him between them as she whispered words of adoration and endearment in between lingering kisses.

He was certainly thankful for the lack of distractions this time. He had plenty enough to contend with because of his own impatience so having her distract him with even more pleasure would've grinded his progress to a complete halt and then neither of them would get what they want. Well Lucy would likely take pleasure in her power over him. Not that he didn't make it abundantly clear already.

"Mmmm you're getting me way too fired up you know~" Natsu all but purred, rocking his hips forward a little bit with a chuckle, the playful nature mixing in with the overwhelming desire to be with the girl who had become an integral part of his life.

She held him closer at the response, groaning slightly at the feel of his hiops rocking forward. Her own rolled forward with him, the lack of layers between them sensing a world of pleasureable sensations through her. She couldn't help but respond to him though, with a playful grin of her own, "You say that like it's a bad thing," she grinned, pressing her kisses against his skin. "I can't very well let your fire go out now can I?" she added mischievously as she nuzzled against his jaw and nipped his throat, grinding her hips slightly forward. As if his fire going out would ever really be a thing.

With her by his side? His fire was about as eternal as that of the sun. Natsu's body was betraying him more and more, giving away how worked up he'd actually gotten with all of their messing about with one another. It was such a puzzling thing. They were both as bare as they could be, Natsu had even discarded his scarf near the bedside in case he got any ideas involving it. A few had passed his mind during the day but now all he could focus on was that alluring heat Lucy was emanating in his lap and those delicious undulating motions that sent ripples of sheer delight coursing through his body from head to toe.

"YOu know that'll never happen. You make sure of it every day~"

Natsu with ideas was about as dangerous as Lucy with ideas - well...maybe more so. But the way her hands were working over his back, she was getting just as worked up as he was, that motion of her hips shifting in his lap more frequently. With his scarf probably the one article of clothing not thrown on the floor - with the exception of her shirt - she couldn't get the idea of touching him out of her head. She wasn't sure if she was this consumed by her need from him the last time - but wouldn't surprise her if her level of affection had grown even more with him.

"Absolutely," she grinned, nipping his collar bone, placing kisses against his bare throat with her words. "S'my job as your ..." A pause as she considered terminology. Leave it to her to have the weirdest questions in the middle of this kind of thing. "..girlfriend. Or would you rather 'lover'... or 'mate'...?" Partner? What DO you call a celestial wizard and a dragon slayer who are in an intimate relationship? (In before 'Perfection'). She gives his neck a teasing bite, nibbling the skin firmly as she shifted her position on his lap to get just a little more space between them - just enough to let that part of him to slip in before the both of them went crazy. ... well, more so,

Well he had the unpredictable ideas while she had the imaginative ones. A perfect combination when the two met the way they did. Natsu let out a rumbling groan as she continued to move against him. He was quite impressed she could still think about proper terminology at a time like this.

"Pretty sure you're every single one of those things. Though I guess I'm mmmmm leaning more towards lover and mate~' A good thing he got that thought out before she bit at his neck again only for him to feel her warmth moving off of him a little. But then he felt it. Felt that heat and its source straying closer to his length. One small shift of his hips and he'd be inside her, joined in that delicious way that had quickly become his most favorite way to be with Lucy outside of every day adventures.

She could be terribly random when it came to that kind of thing. But it was a good thing that the thought did get out since she wasn't going to be able to form much proper thought in a few moments. She chuckled softly at his response. Lover and mate, huh? She could live with that - that and every term that related to it. "Mmm, works for me," she purred, leaning her head up with a happy smile as she pulled him closer into a kiss, uttering a soft purr as he shifted his hips to join with her. She'd have to agree, it was definitely her favorite way to spend time with him - when they were being intimate. Quickly followed by everything they did to build up to this moment, of course.

Everything she did was just so intoxicating. The chuckling, the purrs, the sultry whispers that wormed their way into his head with ease. But nothing could compare to that sensation. That warmth that slowly enveloped his mind and body as he pushed inside of Lucy at last with a low growl that peaked when he finally was sheathed inside of his 'mate' completely.

Oh that growl - why the heck was that sound such a turn on? She utterly trembled against him feeling his length push inside of her, that familiar feeling warming her all over again. With her sitting in his lap like this it was different from the last time they made love - but this time she could keep him in her arms, and she kind of liked it better that way. That warmth that was so close to her, and the feeling of him inside of her could leave her speechless, and did.

She leaned back just enough so she could look at him, the loving warmth and adoration for him in her face and eyes utterly overflowing. One hand she pulled away, letting it brush against his cheek in a gentle caress as she leaned her forehead forward to rest against his, exhaling slowly. The other arm slid behind his shoulders, brushing against his back and up into his hair as she shifted, uttering a soft moan as she slowly rolled her hips forward.

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject