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Our lips were in a tightlock as we descended in his home. My hands slid through his manes while his hands trailed down to my hips then lowered to my butt. He had slid his tongue after nipping my lower lip. I would have never guessed that he was undeniably a good kisser. His moans made my center moistened. His arms travelled in my legs motioning for me to clutch unto him. His scent had drove me into madness as we ascended to his room. Where we were hadn't bothered me as I was merely focused upon the raw hunger that dwelled inside my core.

I could feel the canines of his teeth trailed down to my neck, making me release that erotic moan. I could feel his patience began to diminish. Natsu's arms carried me into the soft bed, earning a small squeak from the weight.

His advances became more feral as his finger played with the strings of my bra. I swear I killed the mood when I laughed as soon as I saw his frustated face. His face reddened, his lips gave a childish pout when I was the one who took of my bra underneath my dress.

I could feel his arousal as my legs were still wrapped around his. I could've sworn that I look like a mess when my hair was knotted from his constant slight tugging and the lipstick I wore came smuged and some even transferred to his. What was wrong with me? Why was I concerned over my appearance? I was the one who wanted this yet I was becoming hesitant the nearer it was for me to be more closer  to him.

His brows furrowed. I was slightly drunk and there he was, the sober. "I promise. I'll make you forget. I'll make you smile again." I felt my chest ached as a lone tear shed from my eyes. "Please Natsu.."

His lips were gentle on mine. His touch was warm. A different kind of warm. If it was with a stranger, my body would've push him back. But Natsu..

My dress lay littered on the floor as the last piece of his own fabric had been thrown off to some place else. My mind was hazy from my drunken state yet his kisses, his touch had sent me sober, craving for more.

I could hear his grunts and my own cries of pleasure as our bodies rocked, pressing each other down to the touch. His lips had never left my body untouched.

He respected me like a lady, worshiped me like a deity then he ravished me like an animal.

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