for a prompt..how about “You weren't meant to see that." :3
AN: I know I’m like known for writing fluff but idk. This is where my mind took me. I hope you’re not disappointed!
Natsu sat at Lucy’s desk, waiting for her to return home from wherever she was. They’d just finished a request late the night before, and hadn’t arrived back in Magnolia until the early hours of the morning. The two went their separate ways once entering the city, both desperate to go home and sleep. But after half a day of resting, Natsu awoke, and almost immediately decided to visit Lucy. He was sure he’d find her still in bed, considering how lazy she was, but she wasn’t home at all (not even taking a shower, Natsu had checked).
So the pinkette did what he always did when he climbed through Lucy’s window into an empty home: he waited. He plopped himself down at her desk, and tried to busy himself with whatever was around him. All he found were stacks of empty paper and some ink, though. Or in other words, Boring Lucy Stuff, as Natsu would refer to them. Seriously, only someone like Lucy would find writing fun.
“Huh?” Natsu wondered out loud, something catching his eye. There was something sticking out of Lucy’s top drawer - the edge of a piece of paper, from the looks of it. That peaked Natsu’s interest. Lucy usually kept all of her paper neatly stacked in her side drawer, or on her desk if she was working with them. What was on the paper that she hurriedly stashed in this drawer? Only one way to find out!
Natsu opened the drawer of odds and ends, and found a few papers among the randomness. He pulled them out, and started to skim the writing on it.
He push the blonde against the wall, his lips quickly finding her neck.
Whoa, Natsu thought, pausing. Lucy was into writing this kinda stuff? Maybe it was part of her novel; there was romance in it, right? It was probably just a quick love scene. For whatever reason, Natsu kept reading. It had to be something special if Lucy felt the need to hide it, right? His eyes skipped a few lines, not trying to read the entire thing.
…A breathy moan escaped her lips at the feeling. She’d never been kissed like this before; it was rough, and desperate, mirroring their passionate feelings for each other. Tugging at his pink hair -
Natsu stopped reading, and instead reread the same line again. Wait. Pink hair? Lucy didn’t…he couldn’t finish his thought, feeling much too embarrassed. Instead, he skipped a few more lines, reading a bit more urgently now.
…Hooked her legs around his waist. She curled them tighter around him, pulling their waists flush together. She could feel just how badly he wanted her, and if her moan was any indicator, she wanted him just as badly. When she looked into his dark eyes, she couldn’t stop herself from whimpering his name, “-
The pinkette flailed, almost falling of the chair he was sitting on. He turned around to face an angry looking Lucy, who was walking his way right now. She’d caught him red handed. Or maybe it was the other way around.
“Hey Lucy! How’s it goin’?” Natsu inquired, a smirk evident on his face. He made no move to hide the papers in his hands, and for a moment, Lucy didn’t realize it. She just continued to frown at him.
“How many times do I have to tell you NOT TO SNEAK INTO MY APARTMENT!” the blonde roared, placing her hands on her hips. She didn’t like the smug look on Natsu’s face either. Why was he - ? “My desk. Why is that drawer open?” Lucy asked, her eyes finally falling on the piece of furniture.
“Hmm? Oh this drawer? I opened it because something inside caught my eye,” Natsu confessed truthfully, his smug grin growing as Lucy paled. Her eyes darted from the open drawer to his hands and she shrieked, leaning forward to snatch the papers from him.
“What are you doing?! Y-you weren’t meant to see this! I told you, you’re not allowed to read my writing!”
The bright blush on Lucy’s cheeks was enough of a reward for Natsu, but he decided to push her even farther. Standing up, he started to move closer to Lucy, who stood frozen staring at him with wide eyes. “Not even when it’s about me?” he asked, feigning innocence.
“It’s not about you!” Lucy attempted to deny, taking a few steps back to put some distance between her and her best friend. “It’s a part of my novel! That’s all.”
“Oh yeah?” Natsu teased, his smirk coming back. He crossed his arms, still moving closer to Lucy. “So why’d you stuff it away in some random drawer?”
Lucy frowned, clearly not happy with how he was outsmarting her. Of course that only made Natsu’s confidence grow, and Lucy hated to see that. “Because I was having writer’s block and it annoyed me so I stuffed it in my first drawer without thinking!” she lied out of anger, just trying not to let Natsu win.
It was a losing battle for Lucy though. Natsu had her successfully backed against her bedroom wall now. He pinned her in place, putting both of his palms against the wall on either side of her. Lucy gave a girly squeak when Natsu leaned down close to her, making him smirk harder. His eyes stared deeply into hers before they dropped to her lips. When he spoke, his voice was husky with an emotion unfamiliar to Lucy.
“Want some inspiration?”