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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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"Mnngh I dunno! Maybe at least twice aaaah a week?"
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"R-Really starting to get into it are we~?" He asked with a teasing purr feeling her bounce in his lap enthusiastically.
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She gave a breathless chuckle to his question, nuzzling her cheek against his, "Ah.. I... I told you, re-remember?" She purred back heatedly, "You... drive me so wild I can't stand it.." she shifted slightly, changing the pattern from her enthusiastic bounces in his lap to equally enthusiastic rocking into his hips, alternating the pattern occasionally. "Not... Not that I'm the only one, N.. Natsu~..."
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"Mngh no no you're not the only one. Honestly you make it hard for me not to want you all the time~" Oh he'd just let slip quite the morsel of information and a potential weakness. After all who knew what Lucy would do if she knew he could get so easily distracted with her even when it came to such heated activities.
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Not that it was easy to formulate plans to take advantage of that weakness of his at the moment. She did reward him for letting that little tidbit slip though, by giving a soft growl as she targeted one of the few parts of his neck not marked by her at this point, and proceeding to work on marking him over and over in the same spot with teeth and tongue, her moans muffled against his skin in the process, fingernails pressing lightly against his back.
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There was one oversight in her branding of his skin with lovebites and the like. Natsu would not be hiding them if not for his scarf which he always wore. So the opportunities for the brands to be revealed were considerably more frequent. Not that it bothered Natsu. If someone asked him to climb up on top of the guild and yell that he loved Lucy, he probably would much to her mortification.
As it stood at the moment however, they both had something more intimate in mind. Something which made Natsu's hand join behind Lucy's back and stop her motions completely while he was buried deep inside of her, only allowing Lucy to roll her hips in a circle rather than that deep ecstatic thrusting from before.
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Good lord, would she ever be mortified if he did shout that he loved her from atop the guild though. She'd be -happy- mind, but she'd still be horribly embarrassed. Feeling his hands lock behind her to stop her movement, she uttered a sharp gasp as the motion changed, her hips grinding in a circular motion against him, voicing her moan in a low, almost needy tone against his ear. "Aa~..Natsu~.."
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Now she couldn't really move at all and Natsu had full control.
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