AN: This is a new series of smutty one-shots. Mostly I'm just going to be dumping them here for reference/practice. These will mostly be PWP. If I write anything that actually has a plot besides sex, they'll likely get their own one-shot. Anyway, enjoy!

Lucy throws her head back in a moan as Natsu drags his mouth down the side of her neck, the tip of his tongue drawing a wet, teasing line from her ear to the top of her chest. His teeth scrape against her collarbone and she squirms beneath him, desperate fingers tangling through his hair. His lips drift to her pulse point, his tongue laving her skin before his teeth close around her neck and he sucks. She squeals in surprise, bucking up against him as his sharp canines drag against her skin gently. Her grip tightens and she pulls at his hair harder than she means to, tearing a low snarl straight from his chest.

Natsu pulls away from her neck with a wet pop and she shivers beneath him, trembling when she feels him smirk against her neck. He slides lower then, his nose brushing along the soft swell of her breasts, just barely covered by her bra. Red lacy tickles at his skin, his breath hot against her flushed skin. Lucy sighs beneath him as his hand trails up her arm from elbow to shoulder, ghosting her skin. His mouth settles over her heart, rough lips scraping against her skin as he places a soft kiss against her pounding heart.

He cups a covered breast in one hand, a calloused fingertip tracing the curve of her breast. He mimics the action with his mouth, trailing butterfly kisses along her right breast, sliding lower and lower until he reaches the valley between them. He looks up at her then, green eyes sharp and burning hot. Lucy meets his gaze and he rests his tongue flat against the moon-kissed skin between her breasts, giving her a long, slow lick between them, tasting the salt on her skin. His hand squeezes at her pale skin, vexed with the lacy garment shielding her from him.

A growl tumbles from his mouth and his lips go back to her breast. He nudges the soft cup of her bra aside, making her tremble as his hot breath fans over her rosy nipple. Fingers pull almost painfully at his hair, Lucy twisting the soft strands between her shaking fingers, pulling him closer to her chest.

His hand tightens around her left breast at the same time he circles his tongue around the rosy skin of her right. Lucy swears, keening, and her hips buck up against the thigh shoved between her legs. A strangled sound leaves her when Natsu grinds back against her, his lips curling into a Cheshire smile before he envelops her rosy nipple with his lips. Lucy moans as he does something wonderful with his tongue, sucking and flicking at her bud, sharp teeth pricking at her skin. His hand squeezes her other breast, his free hand trailing down her rib cage slowly.

"Please," Lucy gasps, pulling him closer. Natsu grins, taking her nipple between careful teeth and rolling it, tongue faintly brushing against the tip. "Natsu!"

A rough laugh tumbles from his throat, the sound reverberating through her, and Lucy huffs as he releases her breast with a wet pop. He blows a stream of cool air against her damp nipple, smirking when she hisses and tugs roughly at his rosy hair.

He pulls back, leaning away from her, and Lucy whines at the loss. She doesn't have to wait long, however, as Natsu shifts down her body, ignoring her other breast in favor of settling between her hips, his nose drawing a line down her quivering stomach, his fingertips dragging down her ribs slowly. She sighs, enjoying the feel of his lips trailing down her skin, kissing and licking, daring to nip at the skin below her bellybutton. She dips away from him and Natsu chuckles, leaning in to press a soft kiss just above the line of her panties.

His thumb brushes along the lace between her legs, the digit coming away slick and wet. Lucy whines, bucking up into his hand, but Natsu leans out of her reach. He laughs as she huffs, head tilted to the side and back arched. He slips a finger beneath the waistband of her underwear, tickling her. She squirms again, and he curls his fingers around the lacy fabric, dragging it down slowly. Natsu hums, leaning down to press a kiss against the bare skin of her thigh.

Lucy's underwear is thrown to some dark corner of the room, forgotten as Natsu's hot mouth skims along her sensitive skin, his rough tongue lapping at the juncture of her thigh and pelvis. She throws her head back in a hiss as Natsu's hands slide further down, fingers curling around her thighs and spreading them so that he can settle more comfortably against her.

A thigh is tossed over his shoulder, her calf brushing against the coiled muscles of his back. His hand comes up, his thumb skimming her lower lips and spreading the glistening fluids dripping from her entrance. She rocks against him, wanting and desperate, her hands pulling at his hair once again, but he denies her, pressing kisses along her thigh and never touching where she wants him most. His fingers stroke along her center, feather light, and Lucy bites her lower lip in frustration.

Natsu's lips curve into a wicked smile against her quivering thigh, his breath fanning across her opening and making her squirm beneath him. She rolls her hips against his hand. A pleased moan slips passed her lips as his thumb brushes against her clit, sending a jolt through her entire body. He does it again, ghosting against her slit and flushed clit, making Lucy hiss below him.

"Stop teasing me so much," she pants, swallowing another moan as his thumb rolls against her clit, pressing harder for only a moment before disappearing entirely.

He chuckles, kissing and nipping at her thigh. "You love it," he murmurs, low and wicked and Lucy moans, knowing that he's right. His kisses move along her skin, inching closer to her center until she can feel the warmth of his breath against her, teasing. For a long moment he doesn't move. Lucy growls at his lack of movement, bucking into his hand and tugging at his hair hard, dragging a moan from the man resting between her thighs. "So impatient," he groans, thumb flicking over her clit once more.

"Natsu," she gasps, arching off the bed when he does it a second time. It comes out breathy—needy, and Lucy whimpers when he traces her slit. Her hand slides from his hair into the juncture between her legs, intent to touch herself if he won't do it for her.

He catches her hand before she can slip two fingers into her slick heat, pinning her hand against the sheets and snarling. He gives her thigh a sharp nip and she jolts, squirming beneath him. The grip around her wrist grows tight, but not overwhelmingly so. He growls against her again. "Beg for it," he demands, lips ghosting against her clit. "I want you to beg for it, Lucy," he repeats, right where she wants him most, but not nearly close enough.

Below him, she shivers, a low whine spilling from her throat as she rolls her hips against him, only for Natsu to lean back slightly, just out of reach. She pulls at his hair harshly, but he doesn't budge, waiting.

Lucy glances down briefly, flushing as she catches sight of wicked, green eyes staring up at her from between her bent thighs. She worries her lip, watching as he leans down slowly, tongue peeking out from between his lips. The tip brushes against her swollen clit, just enough for her to feel it.

He smiles when she jerks against him, hissing.

"Natsu," she pants, digging her heel into his lower back. His tongue continues to trace little circles against her. "Oh, god," she chokes out, nearly sobbing in frustration. "Please," she finally gasps.

A finger slips past her entrance, just shy of entering her completely. " 'Please' what, Lucy?" he asks her, almost amused as she quivers. "Tell me what you want." His finger slips into her and wiggles.

She throws her head back with a vexed groan, but grinds against his hand, even as he pulls back just the slightest. "God—just—" she cuts off, hissing as he slips another finger deep inside of her, curling both of them against her walls. "Fuck me," she snarls at him, moaning as his prodding fingers twist inside of her, dragging out slowly before plunging back in hard enough to make her back arch off the bed.

He grins again, but says nothing else as he ducks down, enveloping her clit between his lips and sucking hard. Lucy shrieks softly, the sound slipping into a moan as he laps at her clit, fingers doing something wonderful inside of her. He beckons her closer to the edge, fingers twisting and curling as he drags them along her walls, prodding at a spot along the top that makes her let out a little sob.

Lucy whimpers, hips swiveling to meet his hands, shamelessly rising to meet his slow thrusts as best she can, a particularly rough thrust causing her head to fly back, her nails digging into the back of his neck. He groans against her, rolling her clit with his tongue before taking it between his teeth.

Lucy gasps as his fingers thrust against that spot again, striking it with just enough force to pull a whine from her throat and make her shamelessly press up against him. Natsu sucks at her clit again, his sharp teeth brushing against her swollen nub, and she can feel herself tipping over the edge. His fingers keep prodding a special spot relentlessly, her walls making wonderfully horrible wet, sucking sounds as he drags his fingers out slowly, only to slam them back into her a moment later.

His mouth leaves her wet heat, fingers relentless as he buries them deep inside her. "Cum for me, Lucy," he demands, growling. Her clit throbs and Natsu takes it between his lips once more, lavishing it and sucking, pinching it between his teeth until she's trembling beneath him, twisting and sobbing atop the sheets. Her hand tightens in his hair, and he snarls as she rocks against him, riding his hand.

Natsu drags the calloused tips of his fingers roughly along her walls at the same time he pinches her clit with his teeth, drawing a sound between a scream and a moan from Lucy. She jerks below him, coming apart as she cums on his hand, Natsu's thrusts not stopping until she's a quivering mess beneath him, her walls clenching and unclenching around his hand, sucking at his fingers.

He pulls back slowly, panting just as hard as she is, and presses a soft kiss against her thigh, trailing his lips across her skin until her shaking ceases. Lucy pants, chest heaving and Natsu takes his time perusing her body, ghosting kisses along her stomach and across her breasts until he reaches her jaw.

A hand comes up to cradle her cheek, his thumb tracing the seam of her lips as his mouth rises to meet hers.