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FT - Tattoo 3
3: In which Lucy forms resolve
How had this even happened? Lucy grumbled to herself as she squished into a ball under her comforter. The light had a searing, spiny quality that told her she had definitely consumed far too much alcohol last night. What troubled her though was not the booze or her head-pounding hangover, but the fact that she was soon going to have to drag herself down to the guild. How was she supposed to interact normally with him after what had—or definitely hadn't happened last night?
In the light of a new day, she wasn't sure anymore whether to take his actions as an act of nobility or one of rejection. She had to admit to herself that her spiky-haired friend lacked a certain amount of tact when it came to women. But she clearly remembered the passion in his gaze and touch last night that told her he had known what he was about. She decided that he sudden departure had been out of desperation and resolved to wear her shortest skirt today.
With that decision made, sh
FT - Tattoo 2
2: In which Natsu makes a decision.
"You're an idiot," Natsu muttered to himself. He had practically run away from her. A small puff of flame escaped his mouth as he let out a groan of self-pity.
There had been some sort of shift earlier that night, some sort of hormonal earthquake that, combined with a little booze, had almost caused irreparable damage to their friendship.
It was unfortunate that his body functioned at a higher temperature than normal due to his magicthe lingering haze of alcohol was already leaving his system and he definitely needed a drink right now.
He ran a hand through rumpled pink hair, trying to ignore a certain straining problem down south. He needed a drink and to not think about those glorious hips under his hands and the fact that she'd been at the mercy of his tongue when he kissed her.
They were fucked.
Natsu surely wouldn't be able to look at her again without mentally stripping her with his eyes. This complicated things. His wealth of
Fairy Tail - Tattoo
1: In which the clothes stay on
Her hands were wobbly as she forced her keys into the lock, her vision swimming from alcohol and the heat of his breath behind her ear. She fumbled, dropping her keys to the floor, eliciting a small growl from the fiery man behind her. Natsu reached down to scoop up the small pieces of metal, groping her ass unsubtly on the way down.
"Clumsy," he muttered, opening the lock. He pushed the door wide and threw the keys on Lucy's counter as he dragged her in behind him and kicked the door shut with a clatter.
Troublesome entries now out of the way, he forced her up against the wall, her breasts trapped against his chest as their lips came together in a rough kiss. His skin was like fire where it met the bare flesh of her neck as his fingers pulled at her hair.
As his tongue brushed against her lips, asking for entry into her mouthto which she greedily obligedLucy brought her hands up from his hips to run up his sides to his strong shoulders. She
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