He was a mystery upon a mystery. One she still hadn't deciphered was what it was about him that drove her so mad, so wild, so ... so demandingly needy and hungry for him. Was it because of his dragon heritage? Or was it just him. She wasn't sure; all she did know is that she couldn't ever say no to him or his desires - not when hers echoed his so keenly. And the fact that he kept encouraging her to stop holding herself back, his growls, his voice spurring on that urge in her.

She was already so close to her peak as long as they'd been engrossed in each other, unconsciously trying to hold herself back so she could keep up with him. But with the prospect of release, her growled moans and higher pitched noises grew more urgent and desperate, letting out a strained cry of his name, "N..Nat..Natsu...!" Her warnings, so to speak, were getting shorter and shorter - before she managed a whole sentence, but now all she could do was moan his name before she suddenly clenched around him, climax taking her surprise with its intensity.

Her entire world went white as another cry erupted out of her, longer than ever, like the build up of tension between them was a ball of yarn that was just as suddenly unballed the way she utterly melted, collapsing in a heap against his body, panting heavily and too lost in the euphoria to speak. Give her a bit, she's gotta pick up the pieces of her brain that he shattered.