Aaaand part two
Title: Self-Discipline and Other Abandoned Moral Standards
Fandom: Fairy Tail
Pairing: Lucy/Natsu/Erza/Gray
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Total: 13,750. In this part: 6,509
Summary: Lucy attempts to get some writing done. Her teammates have other ideas. As if concentrating with a bunch of violent maniacs eating her food and going through her underwear drawer wasn't hard enough as it is.
A/N: PART TWO AND FINAL. This part still contains swearing, mild violence, and sex involving various gender combinations.
First there's a yelp, then a loud thump followed by a louder crash and a violent juddering motion that seems to shake the entire house, but Lucy realizes that no, that's just the bed, and that's the only thought she can form before she hears a series of creaking, snapping noises and the world undergoes a swift and extreme tilt to the right.
A panicked adrenaline rush causes Lucy to fling her arms out and grip the side of the mattress now pointing toward the ceiling. Erza is not so fortunate; she shrieks - yes, shrieks, a sound Lucy has heard from her maybe twice, and under similar circumstances - and tumbles onto the floor with a thud. Gingerly, Lucy releases her hold and lands on her feet, taking a dazed step back to survey what the hell just happened.
The scene she witnesses provides little in the way of answers. Two of the bed's legs seem to have broken off, judging by the way the mattress now lies at a sharp slant; Erza is picking herself up and regaining as much dignity as one can have while naked, and Gray - suddenly, Lucy has a decent idea of what happened, because Gray is sprawled in an uncomfortable-looking heap against one end of the bed with one of its disembodied legs sticking up from under his back. Natsu's confused and faintly guilty expression seals it.
Lucy takes a deep, calming breath. Then, at the top of her lungs, she screams. "NATSU!"
Everyone jumps. Natsu looks shocked. "What!?"
"You broke my bed!"
"I did not; Gray did!"
"You threw him at it!" Lucy guesses. "Projectiles don't break furniture, people break furniture! And…not the people used as projectiles! Even if they helped!" Admittedly, Lucy thinks to herself, that exclamation could have gone smoother.
Natsu adopts a sullen, slightly indignant expression. "He bit me."
Lucy is at a loss. "You bit him first!"
"That doesn't mean he gets to do it," Natsu says archly. Lucy suspects, horrified, that he considers this to be a reasonable piece of logic.
Gray, who is finally starting to pick himself up, snickers, presumably at the look on her face. Lucy isn't sure which one of them to hit first. Natsu solves her dilemma by lunging at Gray and attempting to punch him in the face for no readily apparent reason, which results in another wrestling match, and Lucy thinks she's going to cry again, especially when Erza starts kicking people in the ribs and ordering them to stop breaking Lucy's house while they're in the middle of something. She briefly considers summoning Taurus or Loki before looking down at herself and realizing how very little good that would do her at the moment.
The fight eventually subsides into bickering. Lucy takes a few more calming breaths, forcing herself to keep composure, and approaches the boys where they're sitting on the floor, pinned down under the threat of Erza's wrath. Lucy taps Erza on the shoulder. “Mind if I cut in?" she asks. Erza looks up, considers her briefly, and steps aside with a curt nod.
Lucy takes a step forward, places one hand on the top of Natsu's head and the other on Gray's, and swiftly slams their skulls together. It makes a satisfyingly coconut-like sound.
She waits for them to finish groaning and clutching their heads before she proceeds. "Now," she proclaims, hands on her hips, "this is my house, and that means you have to play nice and not act like baboons for once in your life, or I'm kicking you out on the street and keeping your clothes. Is that clear?"
They exchange looks. Then, seeming suspicious and reluctant, they both nod.
"Impressive," Erza whispers in Lucy's ear. Lucy can feel the smirk on Erza's lips as they press against the skin underneath her ear. She feels proud and kind of tingly. "Now reward them for being good while I move your mattress."
Lucy can't help but jump and flush crimson at the light slap on the behind Erza gives her as she walks away. Her reaction makes the boys snicker, and Lucy is sick of being laughed at, so she kneels down and grabs Natsu by the hair - he's always the worst offender - and kisses him, hard, just to shut him up.
And, okay, because kissing Natsu is kind of fun, but Lucy will take that to her grave.
She can hear Gray's grumblings of protest at being left out and Erza's snapped order to help her with whatever she's doing, but everything sounds muted and fuzzily unimportant above the thumping of Natsu's pulse and the way his breath catches when she tugs on his bottom lip with her teeth. Lucy could get used to this kissing thing. Natsu isn't as good at it as Erza, but his unconcealed reactions and the way he stubbornly refuses to acknowledge that he doesn't know what he's doing are…charming, in a stupid way. Like a lot of things about Natsu. She runs her fingers a little more gently through his pink mess of hair as his warm hands come to rest on her hips.
The moment is interrupted by a series of soft thumps and someone's foot - Erza's - prodding Lucy lightly in the small of her back. Lucy looks up to find her mattress arranged neatly on the floor next to the remains of her bed, pillow and all.
"Thought it'd be more comfortable than the floor," Gray explains. He's naked. Lucy wonders dimly what universe she's in that Gray was the last person to be naked.
"If you think you guys aren't fixing that, you have another thing coming," Lucy says. Her eyes haven't quite made it as far as Gray's face.
Lucy is starting to form an opinion on erections, now. It's a mixture of fascination and alarm.
"My eyes are up here," Gray says, with the sort of smirking lack of self-consciousness only achievable by a man who has spent the last ten years of his life publicly exposing himself at every turn. Lucy glares up at him and, in a fit of immaturity, sticks her tongue out. If anything, he smirks harder.
"Lucy," Erza interjects, in a thoughtful tone of voice Lucy would be more concerned about if she weren't busy trying not to jump out of her skin because Natsu has just decided that this moment of distraction is a prime opportunity to grope her breasts. "I have a job for you."
"A job?" Lucy says, voice quavering a bit as Natsu bites down on the side of her neck. She slaps him in the shoulder. It has no apparent effect. A moment later, she looks up from the light bout of wrestling that has ensued when she hears Gray hit the mattress with a grunt, the beginnings of his protest cut off by Erza's hand over his mouth. Erza appears to admire the indignant glare Gray is giving her for a moment before turning to look at Lucy with that now-familiar knee-weakening intensity.
"Go down on him, Lucy," she says.
Lucy can feel her cheeks flaming - it feels like most of her is flaming, actually, but that's probably due to Natsu's curious, ongoing exploration of her body with his hands and mouth. She reaches back blindly and punches some part of his body. He grumbles a little and doesn't stop, so it probably wasn't anything important.
"Um," Lucy says weakly. Gray pries Erza's hand away from his mouth and sucks in a deep breath, trying to glare at her for about half a second before turning a significantly more hopeful expression on Lucy. "I-I don't really know how…"
"What?" Gray says, sounding vaguely annoyed in spite of the faint pink stain creeping up his neck and ears. "Oh, come on, we've seen your porn."
"Wh-what!?" Lucy croaks.
"It's a lot better than Erza's," Natsu adds, blithely groping her ass.
Erza shoots him a filthy look. Then, "It's not hard," she says, abruptly yanking Gray into a sitting position. "I'll help if you get stuck. Come on." She gets up and takes Lucy by the arm, pulling her closer until she's parked between Gray's knees. Lucy stammers a few aborted words of protest, all dying on her lips when she looks up to see how flushed and expectant and almost-embarrassed and unbearably horny Gray looks. Well, now she'd just feel like a heel for leaving him like that. What kind of a friend would she be not to help him out? Besides, he'd owe her a favor. Right. Yes. That's all she's thinking when she looks back down at Gray's erect cock with that sense of fascinated alarm. Less alarm, perhaps, and more fascination. And curiosity. Lucy adds this to the growing list of reasons to commit seppuku.
Still, she finds herself nodding, and notices Gray's grip on the edges of the mattress relaxing when she does. Erza runs gentle fingers through her hair, almost as if she's…petting her. "Good girl," Erza says, and that seals it, but somehow Lucy doesn't mind. If anything, it kind of turns Lucy on, a perplexing turn of events that Lucy isn't going to think too much about right now.
"Wait a minute," Lucy says suddenly, interrupting her own train of thought, "I haven't even kissed him yet." She isn't sure why she's directing this statement at Erza as though asking for permission, but it seems like the thing to do, and even Gray looks at Erza when Lucy speaks.
"That's fine," Erza says, arranging herself on the mattress beside Gray, "I'll do it for you." She places one hand on Gray's shoulder and the other on the back of his head and leans in to kiss him, softly at first, but then the pitch of Gray's breath changes just a little and the kiss grows fierce and possessive. Lucy stares, wondering if that's what it looked like when Erza kissed her, and if her mouth should be going dry just from watching it.
But she can't argue with Erza's logic. Still watching, she reaches out to rest her hand on Gray's thigh. His skin is unnaturally cool, but not unpleasantly so; in fact, it's kind of nice against her overheated skin. Slightly delirious with arousal and the vivid newness of the situation, Lucy presses the side of her face against Gray's other leg, even nuzzling his skin a little. She's positive it's far from the weirdest thing she's done tonight. Gray's mouth is too occupied to offer commentary, but his cool hand comes up to rest heavily on the back of her neck.
"Why is everybody paying attention to Gray now and not me?" Natsu pipes up irritably from somewhere to Lucy's left. She'd almost forgotten about him, perhaps because this is the quietest five minutes she's ever spent with Natsu in the room. When Lucy looks up to investigate, she finds him sitting on the floor, legs sprawled, one hand propping himself up and the other busily jerking himself off. She wants to be disgusted by this flagrant display, but it occurs to her that she really has no right.
"Aww, is somebody sore he's not the center of the universe?" Gray mocks, mouth now ostensibly free. Erza sighs and stands up again.
"Natsu, stop that and come over here," she says. She doesn't give him the chance to obey the order before grabbing him by the shoulder and hoisting him up, practically flinging him onto the mattress.
"Hey! Damn it--" But that's all Natsu can get out before Erza is on him, fingers stuffed into his mouth to shut him up. He appears to be biting them, but Erza doesn't seem to mind.
"Are you guys always like this when you…" Lucy asks, stunned by the display and her own inability to speak frankly with her face five inches from someone's dick.
"Pretty much," Gray says, shrugging. "Once in awhile she lets us top."
Lucy isn't sure how to respond to that. She watches for a moment as Erza wrestles Natsu into submission - it doesn't take long, much to Natsu's hissing and spitting defiance - and grips his cock with one hand, using the other to guide herself down onto him. She takes him in one swift motion and doesn't give him any time to adjust before rocking hard against him, hands planted on his chest. His hands latch onto her arms immediately, looking to pry her off, but he bucks up against her and makes a low, throaty noise that Lucy might almost call a purr. Erza herself is staring him down as she rides him, bright-eyed and smirking sharply.
This is maybe the ninth time this evening Lucy has questioned whether it's acceptable to be wildly aroused by something.
"Lucy," Gray mutters, bringing her back to the situation at hand. His fingers are in her hair. "Please."
Okay, make that the tenth. But Lucy doesn't question that either; she runs on autopilot, ignoring her nerves and trepidation and lack of experience by telling herself that she should really, really be over this by now, and wraps her hand around the base of his erection. It feels less cold than the rest of him. Gray makes a soft sound, one of frustration or encouragement or both, and Lucy forces down her embarrassment to look up into his eyes. It helps, somehow. He looks intent and really turned on, lids lowered, mouth slightly open, faint blush staining his cheekbones… She can do this.
She starts by swallowing a nervous lump in her throat and running her hand up and down the shaft a few times, similar to the way Natsu was doing it. Gray makes another noise of encouragement, so Lucy takes that as a good sign. She keeps that up for a moment and then decides to suck it up and - well, er - you know. After all, she did read all that porn in the bottom of her dresser, so she's sure she has an advantage over some people.
Gray inhales sharply as soon as Lucy's tongue flicks out to run over the head of his erection. It tastes kind of salty; not bad…curious, she dips her tongue into the slit and then licks over the head again. Gray hums and presses lightly on the back of her neck again. Fine, Lucy thinks, faintly exasperated at the way he keeps pushing on her, if he wants it, he can have it, and with that, she takes the head of his cock into her mouth and pushes her lips down over the shaft as far as she can go. Evidently, Gray hadn't been expecting that. She can tell by the way he tenses up, clearly trying not to thrust into her mouth, and Lucy is deviously proud of herself. Laugh at her for being a virgin, will he. She'll show him.
She proceeds to show him by sliding her lips up and down the shaft a few times and then sucking hard enough to hollow her cheeks. Gray moans and tightens his fingers in her hair, his other hand coming up to grip her shoulder, and Lucy keeps going, trying to match the rhythm of her mouth with her hand while ignoring how deeply turned on she is, which isn't an easy feat, and Gray had better appreciate it. She's pretty sure he does. He keeps making low noises and trying not to hold onto her too tightly.
Lucy is too busy concentrating on what she's doing to pay attention to much else until she hears Erza make a sound like a cross between a sigh and a drawn-out hum, and then she does it again, a little louder, and if Lucy thought she was turned on before she was obviously out of her mind, but then Natsu makes a noise that sounds suspiciously close to a grunt of pain, takes a few harsh breaths, and frantically blurts out "Erza stop, stop--"
But then Erza says "No," in a distinctly un-knightly and devious tone of voice, and Natsu makes another one of those pain-noises followed by a guttural moan, and suddenly Gray is - yes, Gray is definitely laughing. Granted, the laughter is interrupted by a groan at one point, but Lucy will not stand for this.
She pulls back and wipes her mouth on the back of her hand. "What?" she snaps.
"Lucy," Gray whines, but Lucy smacks him in the knee. He gives her a kicked puppy sort of expression that looks considerably out of place given the situation. "What? I'm not going to not laugh at him when he comes in like two minutes!"
Oh. Is that what happened? Lucy glances around him just in time to see Natsu pick his arm up from where it was flung over his eyes to smack Gray hard in the back. "Shut up," Natsu growls. Gray is laughing again. "She was doing the thing!"
Lucy considers this information as Natsu struggles to get out from under Erza and her tenacious grip, ostensibly to punch Gray in the head. She doesn't know what "the thing" is, but she doesn't think she can blame anyone for coming in like two minutes if Erza is involved.
At this point, Erza elects to let Natsu go, whereupon he immediately pounces on Gray, pins him to the mattress, and attempts to beat him into submission. Gray is holding his own remarkably well for someone laughing as hard as he is.
Lucy doesn't have time to start threatening people, though, because it turns out that Erza let Natsu go in order to free herself up to grab Lucy by the arm and pull her onto the other end of the mattress. She straddles Lucy's knees and kisses her hard, no subtlety at all this time, and guides Lucy's hand down between her legs.
Erza feels soft and hot and so wet she's practically dripping - Lucy has a sudden urge to taste her the way Erza did to her, but Erza won't be budged. Lucy presses her fingers inside the tight heat of Erza's body and curls them forward, searching with her thumb for the little bundle of nerves that should be right - there - Erza grinds down against Lucy's hand and makes a sound that's more of a growl than a moan. This, Lucy knows how to do. It isn't long before she can feel Erza coming, inner walls contracting around her fingers in a way that makes Lucy's entire body prickle in sympathetic ecstasy.
Lucy isn't done yet. She keeps going, somehow emboldened by what she's done and what Erza wants from her. She rests one hand on Erza's lower back to hold her close and, after a moment's hesitation, breaks the kiss to press her lips and tongue and teeth against Erza's neck just underneath her jaw. Soon, Erza comes again, and this time she makes that long, humming sigh again, significantly louder than before.
Lucy is so giddy and disbelieving of herself that she’s pliant as a rag doll when Erza gently pulls her hand away and leans in to kiss her again, softer than before. She's still almost painfully horny, even more so than before, but for now all she can do is close her eyes and marvel at what she just did and listen to her own pulse beat in her ears.
When Erza climbs off of her lap and sits next to her, leaning against Lucy's side and murmuring some sort of indecipherable praise against her shoulder, Lucy is momentarily at a loss. Eyes still shut, she lifts her hand unthinkingly to her mouth and licks Erza's taste - and Natsu's, she realizes - from her fingers. This done, she opens her eyes and realizes that Gray and Natsu are both staring at her with matching expressions of awe and titillation. Somehow, after everything that's happened, this still manages to make her blush furiously.
Erza kisses her shoulder and Lucy can feel the upward quirk of her lips. "You should finish," she says. For a second, Lucy doesn't know what she's talking about. Then she finds herself meeting Gray's eyes.
"Okay," Lucy says distantly, and starts to get up, although she could spend the rest of her life with Erza's warm, naked body pressed against her side. But Gray stops her.
"Wait," he says, looking from her to Erza, and then, for some reason, at Natsu, and then back to Lucy. "I want--" He stops as though he just caught himself about to say something inappropriate in front of his parents. Lucy sighs. They're all naked and sweaty and debauched and now he decides to censor himself?
"You want to fuck me?" she fills in, and then flushes wildly and bites her lip because apparently she's suffering from the same ailment Gray is.
But he smiles, clearly trying not to laugh at her. At least he didn't actually laugh. For that, Lucy is generous enough not to hit him. "Yeah."
Lucy looks at him, then Erza, then, for some reason, at Natsu, and then back to Gray. Erza is still smiling against her shoulder and presses a permissive hand to Lucy's back. Natsu tilts his head, as if curious to see what she'll decide. Lucy thinks she might be going insane. Three hours ago, she would have been horrified at the prospect of Gray - doing that to her (what is she, twelve?), let alone in front of her other nakama, but now…now, she can't think of anything else she wants more.
"Okay," she says, with an embarrassingly shy smile.
Gray gets up and sort of crawls across the mattress to get to her in a way that would be funny if Lucy didn't have a million butterflies in her stomach for maybe the fifth time tonight. Once he's there, he leans in and finally kisses her.
It's a good kiss. He still isn't as good at is as Erza, nor as charmingly bad at it as Natsu, but it's slow and suave and affectionate in a way that makes Lucy feel warm despite the relative coolness of his lips. Erza gets up from her side mid-kiss, and somewhere off to the side, Lucy can hear her moving things around accompanied by the sound of Natsu complaining about something or another. After a long moment of kissing Gray, letting her hands wander over his back and chest, and getting a similar treatment from him, Lucy feels something hot and person-shaped press against her back.
Gray breaks away from the kiss to glare over her shoulder. "Do you mind?"
"No," Natsu says behind her, and leans down to nip at her shoulder. Erza appears behind Gray and kisses the corner of his jaw before whispering something in his ear - Lucy gets distracted from the exchange by Natsu's hot lips on her neck. The contrast of cool skin at her front with the overheated body behind her is…interesting, in the sense that it leaves her a little breathless and wanting both of them closer. Gray muttering a reluctant agreement to Erza manages to bring Lucy back to reality, but only just.
"Will somebody please just do something?" Lucy snaps, exasperated and practically begging. Gray kisses her again, briefly, and pulls her into his lap. But what she's expecting doesn't actually happen; Gray just holds her near him and leans down to press a trail of kisses all along her neck and shoulder and chest. Lucy grips his shoulders impatiently and resists the urge to snap at him, but then she feels Natsu pressed against her back again and his hand reaching around to touch her just where she needs it.
Lucy hears herself moan and lets her head drop back against Natsu's shoulder, gasping as he bites her ear and rubs his thumb just right over the sensitized bundle of nerves between her legs. Gray's hands on her hips keep her from grinding against Natsu's hand the way she wants to, but annoying as that is, there's something insanely hot about being controlled this way, so she can't find it in her to complain. And then someone is kissing her, and Lucy kisses back without knowing or caring who it is.
"Natsu is good at this, isn't he?" Erza whispers against her mouth. Lucy opens her eyes, lifting one hand from Gray's shoulder to tangle in Erza's hair.
"Yeah," she breathes, and kisses Erza again. "It's kind of surprising."
"Hey," Natsu snarls, and Gray laughs, and Erza chuckles a little against Lucy's mouth and kisses her again before moving back to kiss Natsu instead. Lucy is impressed and gratified by the fact that Natsu never actually stops.
"I'm better," Gray informs her, ignoring the hand that leaves Lucy's left breast to punch him in the chest. He just smirks and reaches down to stroke his fingers over her entrance - the cold touch of his hand mixed with the high heat of Natsu's makes her jump, but after a second of consideration, she decides that actually feels really good. And then Gray's fingers are inside her and all she can do is gasp and moan and grind her hips against both of their hands until she's so close to coming she can taste it, and then Erza turns Lucy's head toward her for another kiss and Lucy is just gone, gripping onto whatever part of whomever's body happens to be underneath her hands and muffling a high-pitched moan into Erza's mouth.
She comes down slowly, shivering and blinking stars out of her eyes, and finally sighs and lets her head fall against Gray's shoulder. That's when she realizes that he's shivering just as hard, tension thrumming through every part of him like some sort of spell gone awry. He catches his breath against her sweaty temple and says "Lucy, please," in the most achingly desperate tone of voice Lucy has ever heard.
Lucy dazedly wonders just how long he's been on edge, anyway. It hardly seems fair. Someone should probably fix that. She kisses his shoulder almost absently and makes a sound she hopes can be easily interpreted as a request for assistance, because she doesn't think she has it in her to form a coherent sentence, let alone get everyone to move the way she wants them to. Somehow, Erza understands. Lucy doesn't pay much attention to what happens next; all she knows is that it involves Natsu's presence leaving her back and various bodies moving around at Erza's direction until Lucy finds herself lying on her back on the mattress. She reaches up to Gray and wraps her arms around his shoulders as he comes down to kiss her again.
"Hey, um," he says, and Lucy wonders what could possibly be important enough to merit another interruption. "You're using birth control and everything, right?"
"Mmhm," Lucy says, tugging at his shoulders in a silent plea for him to just get on with it. She doesn't have the energy right now to be embarrassed about the little just-in-case charm she casts once a week. Maybe in a few minutes. Maybe. Right now she just wants Gray to fuck her (and as unromantic as that sounds, phrasing it in a romantic way would be staggeringly inappropriate).
A little more maneuvering, lifting her hips and helping Gray figure out where he's going, as it were - okay, maybe that part's a little embarrassing, but it's hard to care after everything - and then he's pushing in slowly until he's all the way inside. It feels…odd, kind of sore and a hell of a lot bigger than Erza's fingers or even Gray's, but…good. Definitely good, once she gets past the initial discomfort. Gray is keeping still, though, his head buried in the crook of her neck, chilly gusts of quick, ragged breath against her skin making her shiver. Whether he's waiting for something or what, Lucy doesn't know, so she does the mature thing and wraps her legs around his waist and prods him hard in the lower back with her heel.
Gray chuckles a little and lifts up onto his forearms. "Am I keeping you waiting?"
"Don't make me hit you," Lucy shoots back. She'd come up with a better retort if she weren't feeling so sleepy and floaty. Gray fixes that problem pretty quickly by pulling out almost all the way and thrusting back in, hard. Lucy gasps and tightens her legs around him and Gray smirks in a mean way that makes Lucy want to slap him or kiss him or maybe both in either order.
"Be nice," Erza's voice says from somewhere nearby. Natsu doesn't offer comment because Erza is holding his head between her legs. He doesn't seem to mind.
"I am," Gray insists. "Lucy, is this nice?"
"Yeah," Lucy says distantly. It is, she must admit, pretty nice, now that he's moving at a decent pace and not being a jerk. She hums, and wants to close her eyes, but also wants to watch what Natsu and Erza are doing. Decisions, decisions.
She settles for watching through half-lidded eyes and running her hands and nails repeatedly over Gray's back, neck, and arms. He keeps groaning and gasping and mumbling arguably-sentences like "Fuck, yes," and "God, just like that," and Lucy can't help but find it sort of hilarious that Gray can't seem to shut up for five seconds at a time during sex, but Natsu barely says a word. Of course, every time Gray does something she particularly likes, Lucy makes an unbecomingly squeaky moan and sometimes says Gray's name several times in a row before she realizes what she's doing and stops.
Erza comes before she does. Her head falls back and she makes that deliciously low humming sigh, body shuddering briefly before she gasps in a deep breath and drops back onto the mattress. Natsu gets up and crawls over her, grumbling and biting her shoulder and rubbing his renewed erection against her hip.
At this point, Gray has apparently had enough of being ignored and takes to kissing and sucking on the side of Lucy's neck, trying to pull her even closer at the same time. Lucy bucks up against him and causes him to rub against a place inside her that makes her gasp - she does it a few more times and that's all she needs to come, clinging to Gray's shoulders and moaning loud and uncontrolled.
He comes a moment later, going still above her, face still hidden in her shoulder. Lucy is a little disappointed she didn't get to see his face, but there's always next time. Or at least there'd better be. She kisses Gray's temple as he relaxes against her, mumbling her name and nuzzling into her neck in a way that would be disturbing if it weren't kind of cute. Of course, Gray being cute is kind of disturbing. That's a paradox Lucy will contemplate when she isn't content and exhausted and enjoying the afterglow.
It's a long moment before Gray pulls out and moves to lie beside her, leaving Lucy with an oddly empty feeling and a sudden, restless need to do something, anything, really, in bizarre counterpoint to how lazy she felt before. She fixes this by sitting up and scooting over toward Natsu and Erza. Natsu’s teeth are digging into Erza's shoulder and his fingers are digging into her hips, but she doesn't seem to mind - she has one arm around his shoulders and the other hand is jerking him off. Lucy has this urge to help that is both mortifying and impossible to banish. She kisses Natsu's cheek and then his lips when he looks up.
"Do you want to finish, Lucy?" Erza asks, and when Lucy breaks the kiss to answer, she finds herself staring into Natsu's slightly glazed yet ever-alert eyes and can't think of anything to do that doesn't involve blushing furiously. Erza chuckles and kisses her cheek. Suddenly, running high on sex and curiosity and the thrill of discovery, Lucy makes a decision. The decision consists firstly of kissing Natsu again and threading her fingers together with Erza's so that both of their hands are wrapped around his cock. She waits for him to make that noise again, the low, guttural one that almost sounds like a purr, and then she stops kissing him, moves back, and leans down to take him in her mouth.
He tastes strangely familiar, and it takes Lucy a second to realize that it's the same taste she licked off her fingers earlier - it's a little of him and a little of Erza, too. It's bizarre, but Lucy can't help but like it, and she pushes her lips down to where her and Erza's hands meet, sucking and licking and swirling her tongue around him and up to flick underneath the head. She doesn't really know what she's doing, but it feels right, and Natsu's fingers digging into the back of her neck indicate that he thinks so too. She keeps going until he tenses suddenly and pushes hard on her shoulder. "Lucy," he says, in a tone of voice that sounds like some sort of warning.
It takes Lucy about half a second too long to realize what he's trying to tell her, so when she pulls back, she immediately feels something hot and wet splash across her face. She pauses, mildly horrified, and sits up, wiping away the bit that landed on her mercifully closed eye. "…Ew," she says at last, plaintively.
Then Natsu manages to collect enough breath to laugh at her, and Lucy slaps him hard on the side of the head. Then she licks her lips. Huh. Sort of salty, sort of bitter, and mostly unpleasant, but…interesting. She wipes her face clean and curiously licks the rest off her palm. When she looks up, Natsu is giving her a look like she's made of something delicious and possibly on fire. He takes her hand away from her mouth and leans in to kiss her.
When the kiss is over, Erza takes over and kisses Lucy again, softer and less controlling than before. Lucy has decided, however quietly, that she likes the dominant side of Erza, but this is definitely nice. Once that's over too, Erza looks back at Natsu. There's a long moment of silence, Erza smirking faintly to herself and Natsu glaring warily, and Erza leans in as if to kiss him but stops short a centimeter from his lips. And waits.
For several seconds, Natsu looks surprised. Then he looks irritated. He rectifies this by closing the rest of the distance between them and crushing his lips against Erza's, hard and messy until Erza corrects the damage by taking control of the kiss. Natsu seems to find this equally irritating, but he has one hand lightly and probably unconsciously stroking Erza's waist, so Lucy decides he'll probably be okay.
At some point during this process, Gray has gotten up to lean over Lucy's back. "Idiot," he says, in a bitter sort of way that might sound fond if filtered through a few layers of intimate understanding of the dynamic between Gray and Natsu. Lucy leans back against him and kisses the side of his chin. He snorts and turns her head a bit to kiss her properly.
This, Lucy decides, sweaty and sticky and disheveled and hazily blissful in a way she's never been before, has been, hands down, the weirdest night of her entire life.
Fifteen minutes later, after a lot of kissing and bickering and punching and mocking and laughing and more kissing and Lucy finally having to be the one who gets up to turn the light off and figure out what happened to her blanket (and point out that everyone has to sleep on the wet spot because there are kind of several of them), everyone is lying more or less still in the darkness, limbs arranged haphazardly on Lucy's be-floored mattress.
Gray is pressed against Lucy's back, Natsu against her front, and Erza is somewhere on Natsu's other side, one arm flung over them all. Natsu and Gray won't stop pinching and prodding each other, even after Erza hits them both and tells them to settle down.
"Natsu," Lucy says sleepily. She's almost getting used to the tiny fistfight occurring above her left side. "How come you never kissed anyone before?"
There's a long, sulking silence. "You never did either."
"Don't avoid the question," Lucy says against his collarbone. "You could have kissed Gray or Erza."
"Why would I want to kiss them?"
This is actually pretty irrefutable logic, coming from Natsu. She can feel Gray poking him hard in the shoulder again.
"But why me?"
Another, longer silence, and this time, Erza answers. "We're a team," she says, as if that somehow explains everything, and then yawns.
"Yeah, we couldn't get along for shit before you came along," Gray muses. "We can actually get stuff done now."
Lucy is glad it's too dark for anyone to see her blush. "…Why?"
"Who knows?" Natsu says. There's a general muttering of agreement. It is a great mystery of the universe. Lucy sighs.
"Morons," Lucy says, smiling slightly to herself. Then, "You still haven't kissed Gray yet."
"That's because he's stupid and smells like trout."
"What, like you're any better?"
"I'm not a perverted human popsicle!"
"Well, I'm not a fire-breathing idiot!"
"Nudist freak!"
"Motion-sick creep!"
"Stop that," Erza interjects, and punches them both again.
"I can still kick you out and keep your clothes," Lucy threatens, thoroughly sick of being jostled around.
Several minutes of mumbled, reluctant apologies and a lot of whispered insults later, everyone falls silent.
A few minutes after that, Lucy feels Gray tap Natsu on the shoulder in the darkness, wait, and then lean forward over the top of her head. She feels Natsu tense up, relax, lean just a little bit back in Gray's direction, and then lean back and punch Gray hard in the shoulder. One more quiet snicker from Gray and a half-annoyed grumble from Natsu later, and everything falls silent once again. Erza mutters unintelligibly and reaches over to take Lucy's hand.
Lucy knows that in the morning she'll wake up cramped and sore and sticky and in desperate need of a shower it will take her forever to get between persuading everyone else to take one and making sure they don't injure each other. She also knows that it will take her days to force them to fix her bed, and that she isn't sure yet what this all means or what comes next and that everyone back home would be so disappointed in her for giving her virginity to this trio of bone-headed, beautiful maniacs. Lucy also knows that she can worry about that in the morning, and that for now, against all her better judgment, she might be happier than she's ever been.
"I hate you guys," Lucy mumbles, and falls asleep smiling.
Back to part one
Fandom: Fairy Tail
Pairing: Lucy/Natsu/Erza/Gray
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Total: 13,750. In this part: 6,509
Summary: Lucy attempts to get some writing done. Her teammates have other ideas. As if concentrating with a bunch of violent maniacs eating her food and going through her underwear drawer wasn't hard enough as it is.
A/N: PART TWO AND FINAL. This part still contains swearing, mild violence, and sex involving various gender combinations.
First there's a yelp, then a loud thump followed by a louder crash and a violent juddering motion that seems to shake the entire house, but Lucy realizes that no, that's just the bed, and that's the only thought she can form before she hears a series of creaking, snapping noises and the world undergoes a swift and extreme tilt to the right.
A panicked adrenaline rush causes Lucy to fling her arms out and grip the side of the mattress now pointing toward the ceiling. Erza is not so fortunate; she shrieks - yes, shrieks, a sound Lucy has heard from her maybe twice, and under similar circumstances - and tumbles onto the floor with a thud. Gingerly, Lucy releases her hold and lands on her feet, taking a dazed step back to survey what the hell just happened.
The scene she witnesses provides little in the way of answers. Two of the bed's legs seem to have broken off, judging by the way the mattress now lies at a sharp slant; Erza is picking herself up and regaining as much dignity as one can have while naked, and Gray - suddenly, Lucy has a decent idea of what happened, because Gray is sprawled in an uncomfortable-looking heap against one end of the bed with one of its disembodied legs sticking up from under his back. Natsu's confused and faintly guilty expression seals it.
Lucy takes a deep, calming breath. Then, at the top of her lungs, she screams. "NATSU!"
Everyone jumps. Natsu looks shocked. "What!?"
"You broke my bed!"
"I did not; Gray did!"
"You threw him at it!" Lucy guesses. "Projectiles don't break furniture, people break furniture! And…not the people used as projectiles! Even if they helped!" Admittedly, Lucy thinks to herself, that exclamation could have gone smoother.
Natsu adopts a sullen, slightly indignant expression. "He bit me."
Lucy is at a loss. "You bit him first!"
"That doesn't mean he gets to do it," Natsu says archly. Lucy suspects, horrified, that he considers this to be a reasonable piece of logic.
Gray, who is finally starting to pick himself up, snickers, presumably at the look on her face. Lucy isn't sure which one of them to hit first. Natsu solves her dilemma by lunging at Gray and attempting to punch him in the face for no readily apparent reason, which results in another wrestling match, and Lucy thinks she's going to cry again, especially when Erza starts kicking people in the ribs and ordering them to stop breaking Lucy's house while they're in the middle of something. She briefly considers summoning Taurus or Loki before looking down at herself and realizing how very little good that would do her at the moment.
The fight eventually subsides into bickering. Lucy takes a few more calming breaths, forcing herself to keep composure, and approaches the boys where they're sitting on the floor, pinned down under the threat of Erza's wrath. Lucy taps Erza on the shoulder. “Mind if I cut in?" she asks. Erza looks up, considers her briefly, and steps aside with a curt nod.
Lucy takes a step forward, places one hand on the top of Natsu's head and the other on Gray's, and swiftly slams their skulls together. It makes a satisfyingly coconut-like sound.
She waits for them to finish groaning and clutching their heads before she proceeds. "Now," she proclaims, hands on her hips, "this is my house, and that means you have to play nice and not act like baboons for once in your life, or I'm kicking you out on the street and keeping your clothes. Is that clear?"
They exchange looks. Then, seeming suspicious and reluctant, they both nod.
"Impressive," Erza whispers in Lucy's ear. Lucy can feel the smirk on Erza's lips as they press against the skin underneath her ear. She feels proud and kind of tingly. "Now reward them for being good while I move your mattress."
Lucy can't help but jump and flush crimson at the light slap on the behind Erza gives her as she walks away. Her reaction makes the boys snicker, and Lucy is sick of being laughed at, so she kneels down and grabs Natsu by the hair - he's always the worst offender - and kisses him, hard, just to shut him up.
And, okay, because kissing Natsu is kind of fun, but Lucy will take that to her grave.
She can hear Gray's grumblings of protest at being left out and Erza's snapped order to help her with whatever she's doing, but everything sounds muted and fuzzily unimportant above the thumping of Natsu's pulse and the way his breath catches when she tugs on his bottom lip with her teeth. Lucy could get used to this kissing thing. Natsu isn't as good at it as Erza, but his unconcealed reactions and the way he stubbornly refuses to acknowledge that he doesn't know what he's doing are…charming, in a stupid way. Like a lot of things about Natsu. She runs her fingers a little more gently through his pink mess of hair as his warm hands come to rest on her hips.
The moment is interrupted by a series of soft thumps and someone's foot - Erza's - prodding Lucy lightly in the small of her back. Lucy looks up to find her mattress arranged neatly on the floor next to the remains of her bed, pillow and all.
"Thought it'd be more comfortable than the floor," Gray explains. He's naked. Lucy wonders dimly what universe she's in that Gray was the last person to be naked.
"If you think you guys aren't fixing that, you have another thing coming," Lucy says. Her eyes haven't quite made it as far as Gray's face.
Lucy is starting to form an opinion on erections, now. It's a mixture of fascination and alarm.
"My eyes are up here," Gray says, with the sort of smirking lack of self-consciousness only achievable by a man who has spent the last ten years of his life publicly exposing himself at every turn. Lucy glares up at him and, in a fit of immaturity, sticks her tongue out. If anything, he smirks harder.
"Lucy," Erza interjects, in a thoughtful tone of voice Lucy would be more concerned about if she weren't busy trying not to jump out of her skin because Natsu has just decided that this moment of distraction is a prime opportunity to grope her breasts. "I have a job for you."
"A job?" Lucy says, voice quavering a bit as Natsu bites down on the side of her neck. She slaps him in the shoulder. It has no apparent effect. A moment later, she looks up from the light bout of wrestling that has ensued when she hears Gray hit the mattress with a grunt, the beginnings of his protest cut off by Erza's hand over his mouth. Erza appears to admire the indignant glare Gray is giving her for a moment before turning to look at Lucy with that now-familiar knee-weakening intensity.
"Go down on him, Lucy," she says.
Lucy can feel her cheeks flaming - it feels like most of her is flaming, actually, but that's probably due to Natsu's curious, ongoing exploration of her body with his hands and mouth. She reaches back blindly and punches some part of his body. He grumbles a little and doesn't stop, so it probably wasn't anything important.
"Um," Lucy says weakly. Gray pries Erza's hand away from his mouth and sucks in a deep breath, trying to glare at her for about half a second before turning a significantly more hopeful expression on Lucy. "I-I don't really know how…"
"What?" Gray says, sounding vaguely annoyed in spite of the faint pink stain creeping up his neck and ears. "Oh, come on, we've seen your porn."
"Wh-what!?" Lucy croaks.
"It's a lot better than Erza's," Natsu adds, blithely groping her ass.
Erza shoots him a filthy look. Then, "It's not hard," she says, abruptly yanking Gray into a sitting position. "I'll help if you get stuck. Come on." She gets up and takes Lucy by the arm, pulling her closer until she's parked between Gray's knees. Lucy stammers a few aborted words of protest, all dying on her lips when she looks up to see how flushed and expectant and almost-embarrassed and unbearably horny Gray looks. Well, now she'd just feel like a heel for leaving him like that. What kind of a friend would she be not to help him out? Besides, he'd owe her a favor. Right. Yes. That's all she's thinking when she looks back down at Gray's erect cock with that sense of fascinated alarm. Less alarm, perhaps, and more fascination. And curiosity. Lucy adds this to the growing list of reasons to commit seppuku.
Still, she finds herself nodding, and notices Gray's grip on the edges of the mattress relaxing when she does. Erza runs gentle fingers through her hair, almost as if she's…petting her. "Good girl," Erza says, and that seals it, but somehow Lucy doesn't mind. If anything, it kind of turns Lucy on, a perplexing turn of events that Lucy isn't going to think too much about right now.
"Wait a minute," Lucy says suddenly, interrupting her own train of thought, "I haven't even kissed him yet." She isn't sure why she's directing this statement at Erza as though asking for permission, but it seems like the thing to do, and even Gray looks at Erza when Lucy speaks.
"That's fine," Erza says, arranging herself on the mattress beside Gray, "I'll do it for you." She places one hand on Gray's shoulder and the other on the back of his head and leans in to kiss him, softly at first, but then the pitch of Gray's breath changes just a little and the kiss grows fierce and possessive. Lucy stares, wondering if that's what it looked like when Erza kissed her, and if her mouth should be going dry just from watching it.
But she can't argue with Erza's logic. Still watching, she reaches out to rest her hand on Gray's thigh. His skin is unnaturally cool, but not unpleasantly so; in fact, it's kind of nice against her overheated skin. Slightly delirious with arousal and the vivid newness of the situation, Lucy presses the side of her face against Gray's other leg, even nuzzling his skin a little. She's positive it's far from the weirdest thing she's done tonight. Gray's mouth is too occupied to offer commentary, but his cool hand comes up to rest heavily on the back of her neck.
"Why is everybody paying attention to Gray now and not me?" Natsu pipes up irritably from somewhere to Lucy's left. She'd almost forgotten about him, perhaps because this is the quietest five minutes she's ever spent with Natsu in the room. When Lucy looks up to investigate, she finds him sitting on the floor, legs sprawled, one hand propping himself up and the other busily jerking himself off. She wants to be disgusted by this flagrant display, but it occurs to her that she really has no right.
"Aww, is somebody sore he's not the center of the universe?" Gray mocks, mouth now ostensibly free. Erza sighs and stands up again.
"Natsu, stop that and come over here," she says. She doesn't give him the chance to obey the order before grabbing him by the shoulder and hoisting him up, practically flinging him onto the mattress.
"Hey! Damn it--" But that's all Natsu can get out before Erza is on him, fingers stuffed into his mouth to shut him up. He appears to be biting them, but Erza doesn't seem to mind.
"Are you guys always like this when you…" Lucy asks, stunned by the display and her own inability to speak frankly with her face five inches from someone's dick.
"Pretty much," Gray says, shrugging. "Once in awhile she lets us top."
Lucy isn't sure how to respond to that. She watches for a moment as Erza wrestles Natsu into submission - it doesn't take long, much to Natsu's hissing and spitting defiance - and grips his cock with one hand, using the other to guide herself down onto him. She takes him in one swift motion and doesn't give him any time to adjust before rocking hard against him, hands planted on his chest. His hands latch onto her arms immediately, looking to pry her off, but he bucks up against her and makes a low, throaty noise that Lucy might almost call a purr. Erza herself is staring him down as she rides him, bright-eyed and smirking sharply.
This is maybe the ninth time this evening Lucy has questioned whether it's acceptable to be wildly aroused by something.
"Lucy," Gray mutters, bringing her back to the situation at hand. His fingers are in her hair. "Please."
Okay, make that the tenth. But Lucy doesn't question that either; she runs on autopilot, ignoring her nerves and trepidation and lack of experience by telling herself that she should really, really be over this by now, and wraps her hand around the base of his erection. It feels less cold than the rest of him. Gray makes a soft sound, one of frustration or encouragement or both, and Lucy forces down her embarrassment to look up into his eyes. It helps, somehow. He looks intent and really turned on, lids lowered, mouth slightly open, faint blush staining his cheekbones… She can do this.
She starts by swallowing a nervous lump in her throat and running her hand up and down the shaft a few times, similar to the way Natsu was doing it. Gray makes another noise of encouragement, so Lucy takes that as a good sign. She keeps that up for a moment and then decides to suck it up and - well, er - you know. After all, she did read all that porn in the bottom of her dresser, so she's sure she has an advantage over some people.
Gray inhales sharply as soon as Lucy's tongue flicks out to run over the head of his erection. It tastes kind of salty; not bad…curious, she dips her tongue into the slit and then licks over the head again. Gray hums and presses lightly on the back of her neck again. Fine, Lucy thinks, faintly exasperated at the way he keeps pushing on her, if he wants it, he can have it, and with that, she takes the head of his cock into her mouth and pushes her lips down over the shaft as far as she can go. Evidently, Gray hadn't been expecting that. She can tell by the way he tenses up, clearly trying not to thrust into her mouth, and Lucy is deviously proud of herself. Laugh at her for being a virgin, will he. She'll show him.
She proceeds to show him by sliding her lips up and down the shaft a few times and then sucking hard enough to hollow her cheeks. Gray moans and tightens his fingers in her hair, his other hand coming up to grip her shoulder, and Lucy keeps going, trying to match the rhythm of her mouth with her hand while ignoring how deeply turned on she is, which isn't an easy feat, and Gray had better appreciate it. She's pretty sure he does. He keeps making low noises and trying not to hold onto her too tightly.
Lucy is too busy concentrating on what she's doing to pay attention to much else until she hears Erza make a sound like a cross between a sigh and a drawn-out hum, and then she does it again, a little louder, and if Lucy thought she was turned on before she was obviously out of her mind, but then Natsu makes a noise that sounds suspiciously close to a grunt of pain, takes a few harsh breaths, and frantically blurts out "Erza stop, stop--"
But then Erza says "No," in a distinctly un-knightly and devious tone of voice, and Natsu makes another one of those pain-noises followed by a guttural moan, and suddenly Gray is - yes, Gray is definitely laughing. Granted, the laughter is interrupted by a groan at one point, but Lucy will not stand for this.
She pulls back and wipes her mouth on the back of her hand. "What?" she snaps.
"Lucy," Gray whines, but Lucy smacks him in the knee. He gives her a kicked puppy sort of expression that looks considerably out of place given the situation. "What? I'm not going to not laugh at him when he comes in like two minutes!"
Oh. Is that what happened? Lucy glances around him just in time to see Natsu pick his arm up from where it was flung over his eyes to smack Gray hard in the back. "Shut up," Natsu growls. Gray is laughing again. "She was doing the thing!"
Lucy considers this information as Natsu struggles to get out from under Erza and her tenacious grip, ostensibly to punch Gray in the head. She doesn't know what "the thing" is, but she doesn't think she can blame anyone for coming in like two minutes if Erza is involved.
At this point, Erza elects to let Natsu go, whereupon he immediately pounces on Gray, pins him to the mattress, and attempts to beat him into submission. Gray is holding his own remarkably well for someone laughing as hard as he is.
Lucy doesn't have time to start threatening people, though, because it turns out that Erza let Natsu go in order to free herself up to grab Lucy by the arm and pull her onto the other end of the mattress. She straddles Lucy's knees and kisses her hard, no subtlety at all this time, and guides Lucy's hand down between her legs.
Erza feels soft and hot and so wet she's practically dripping - Lucy has a sudden urge to taste her the way Erza did to her, but Erza won't be budged. Lucy presses her fingers inside the tight heat of Erza's body and curls them forward, searching with her thumb for the little bundle of nerves that should be right - there - Erza grinds down against Lucy's hand and makes a sound that's more of a growl than a moan. This, Lucy knows how to do. It isn't long before she can feel Erza coming, inner walls contracting around her fingers in a way that makes Lucy's entire body prickle in sympathetic ecstasy.
Lucy isn't done yet. She keeps going, somehow emboldened by what she's done and what Erza wants from her. She rests one hand on Erza's lower back to hold her close and, after a moment's hesitation, breaks the kiss to press her lips and tongue and teeth against Erza's neck just underneath her jaw. Soon, Erza comes again, and this time she makes that long, humming sigh again, significantly louder than before.
Lucy is so giddy and disbelieving of herself that she’s pliant as a rag doll when Erza gently pulls her hand away and leans in to kiss her again, softer than before. She's still almost painfully horny, even more so than before, but for now all she can do is close her eyes and marvel at what she just did and listen to her own pulse beat in her ears.
When Erza climbs off of her lap and sits next to her, leaning against Lucy's side and murmuring some sort of indecipherable praise against her shoulder, Lucy is momentarily at a loss. Eyes still shut, she lifts her hand unthinkingly to her mouth and licks Erza's taste - and Natsu's, she realizes - from her fingers. This done, she opens her eyes and realizes that Gray and Natsu are both staring at her with matching expressions of awe and titillation. Somehow, after everything that's happened, this still manages to make her blush furiously.
Erza kisses her shoulder and Lucy can feel the upward quirk of her lips. "You should finish," she says. For a second, Lucy doesn't know what she's talking about. Then she finds herself meeting Gray's eyes.
"Okay," Lucy says distantly, and starts to get up, although she could spend the rest of her life with Erza's warm, naked body pressed against her side. But Gray stops her.
"Wait," he says, looking from her to Erza, and then, for some reason, at Natsu, and then back to Lucy. "I want--" He stops as though he just caught himself about to say something inappropriate in front of his parents. Lucy sighs. They're all naked and sweaty and debauched and now he decides to censor himself?
"You want to fuck me?" she fills in, and then flushes wildly and bites her lip because apparently she's suffering from the same ailment Gray is.
But he smiles, clearly trying not to laugh at her. At least he didn't actually laugh. For that, Lucy is generous enough not to hit him. "Yeah."
Lucy looks at him, then Erza, then, for some reason, at Natsu, and then back to Gray. Erza is still smiling against her shoulder and presses a permissive hand to Lucy's back. Natsu tilts his head, as if curious to see what she'll decide. Lucy thinks she might be going insane. Three hours ago, she would have been horrified at the prospect of Gray - doing that to her (what is she, twelve?), let alone in front of her other nakama, but now…now, she can't think of anything else she wants more.
"Okay," she says, with an embarrassingly shy smile.
Gray gets up and sort of crawls across the mattress to get to her in a way that would be funny if Lucy didn't have a million butterflies in her stomach for maybe the fifth time tonight. Once he's there, he leans in and finally kisses her.
It's a good kiss. He still isn't as good at is as Erza, nor as charmingly bad at it as Natsu, but it's slow and suave and affectionate in a way that makes Lucy feel warm despite the relative coolness of his lips. Erza gets up from her side mid-kiss, and somewhere off to the side, Lucy can hear her moving things around accompanied by the sound of Natsu complaining about something or another. After a long moment of kissing Gray, letting her hands wander over his back and chest, and getting a similar treatment from him, Lucy feels something hot and person-shaped press against her back.
Gray breaks away from the kiss to glare over her shoulder. "Do you mind?"
"No," Natsu says behind her, and leans down to nip at her shoulder. Erza appears behind Gray and kisses the corner of his jaw before whispering something in his ear - Lucy gets distracted from the exchange by Natsu's hot lips on her neck. The contrast of cool skin at her front with the overheated body behind her is…interesting, in the sense that it leaves her a little breathless and wanting both of them closer. Gray muttering a reluctant agreement to Erza manages to bring Lucy back to reality, but only just.
"Will somebody please just do something?" Lucy snaps, exasperated and practically begging. Gray kisses her again, briefly, and pulls her into his lap. But what she's expecting doesn't actually happen; Gray just holds her near him and leans down to press a trail of kisses all along her neck and shoulder and chest. Lucy grips his shoulders impatiently and resists the urge to snap at him, but then she feels Natsu pressed against her back again and his hand reaching around to touch her just where she needs it.
Lucy hears herself moan and lets her head drop back against Natsu's shoulder, gasping as he bites her ear and rubs his thumb just right over the sensitized bundle of nerves between her legs. Gray's hands on her hips keep her from grinding against Natsu's hand the way she wants to, but annoying as that is, there's something insanely hot about being controlled this way, so she can't find it in her to complain. And then someone is kissing her, and Lucy kisses back without knowing or caring who it is.
"Natsu is good at this, isn't he?" Erza whispers against her mouth. Lucy opens her eyes, lifting one hand from Gray's shoulder to tangle in Erza's hair.
"Yeah," she breathes, and kisses Erza again. "It's kind of surprising."
"Hey," Natsu snarls, and Gray laughs, and Erza chuckles a little against Lucy's mouth and kisses her again before moving back to kiss Natsu instead. Lucy is impressed and gratified by the fact that Natsu never actually stops.
"I'm better," Gray informs her, ignoring the hand that leaves Lucy's left breast to punch him in the chest. He just smirks and reaches down to stroke his fingers over her entrance - the cold touch of his hand mixed with the high heat of Natsu's makes her jump, but after a second of consideration, she decides that actually feels really good. And then Gray's fingers are inside her and all she can do is gasp and moan and grind her hips against both of their hands until she's so close to coming she can taste it, and then Erza turns Lucy's head toward her for another kiss and Lucy is just gone, gripping onto whatever part of whomever's body happens to be underneath her hands and muffling a high-pitched moan into Erza's mouth.
She comes down slowly, shivering and blinking stars out of her eyes, and finally sighs and lets her head fall against Gray's shoulder. That's when she realizes that he's shivering just as hard, tension thrumming through every part of him like some sort of spell gone awry. He catches his breath against her sweaty temple and says "Lucy, please," in the most achingly desperate tone of voice Lucy has ever heard.
Lucy dazedly wonders just how long he's been on edge, anyway. It hardly seems fair. Someone should probably fix that. She kisses his shoulder almost absently and makes a sound she hopes can be easily interpreted as a request for assistance, because she doesn't think she has it in her to form a coherent sentence, let alone get everyone to move the way she wants them to. Somehow, Erza understands. Lucy doesn't pay much attention to what happens next; all she knows is that it involves Natsu's presence leaving her back and various bodies moving around at Erza's direction until Lucy finds herself lying on her back on the mattress. She reaches up to Gray and wraps her arms around his shoulders as he comes down to kiss her again.
"Hey, um," he says, and Lucy wonders what could possibly be important enough to merit another interruption. "You're using birth control and everything, right?"
"Mmhm," Lucy says, tugging at his shoulders in a silent plea for him to just get on with it. She doesn't have the energy right now to be embarrassed about the little just-in-case charm she casts once a week. Maybe in a few minutes. Maybe. Right now she just wants Gray to fuck her (and as unromantic as that sounds, phrasing it in a romantic way would be staggeringly inappropriate).
A little more maneuvering, lifting her hips and helping Gray figure out where he's going, as it were - okay, maybe that part's a little embarrassing, but it's hard to care after everything - and then he's pushing in slowly until he's all the way inside. It feels…odd, kind of sore and a hell of a lot bigger than Erza's fingers or even Gray's, but…good. Definitely good, once she gets past the initial discomfort. Gray is keeping still, though, his head buried in the crook of her neck, chilly gusts of quick, ragged breath against her skin making her shiver. Whether he's waiting for something or what, Lucy doesn't know, so she does the mature thing and wraps her legs around his waist and prods him hard in the lower back with her heel.
Gray chuckles a little and lifts up onto his forearms. "Am I keeping you waiting?"
"Don't make me hit you," Lucy shoots back. She'd come up with a better retort if she weren't feeling so sleepy and floaty. Gray fixes that problem pretty quickly by pulling out almost all the way and thrusting back in, hard. Lucy gasps and tightens her legs around him and Gray smirks in a mean way that makes Lucy want to slap him or kiss him or maybe both in either order.
"Be nice," Erza's voice says from somewhere nearby. Natsu doesn't offer comment because Erza is holding his head between her legs. He doesn't seem to mind.
"I am," Gray insists. "Lucy, is this nice?"
"Yeah," Lucy says distantly. It is, she must admit, pretty nice, now that he's moving at a decent pace and not being a jerk. She hums, and wants to close her eyes, but also wants to watch what Natsu and Erza are doing. Decisions, decisions.
She settles for watching through half-lidded eyes and running her hands and nails repeatedly over Gray's back, neck, and arms. He keeps groaning and gasping and mumbling arguably-sentences like "Fuck, yes," and "God, just like that," and Lucy can't help but find it sort of hilarious that Gray can't seem to shut up for five seconds at a time during sex, but Natsu barely says a word. Of course, every time Gray does something she particularly likes, Lucy makes an unbecomingly squeaky moan and sometimes says Gray's name several times in a row before she realizes what she's doing and stops.
Erza comes before she does. Her head falls back and she makes that deliciously low humming sigh, body shuddering briefly before she gasps in a deep breath and drops back onto the mattress. Natsu gets up and crawls over her, grumbling and biting her shoulder and rubbing his renewed erection against her hip.
At this point, Gray has apparently had enough of being ignored and takes to kissing and sucking on the side of Lucy's neck, trying to pull her even closer at the same time. Lucy bucks up against him and causes him to rub against a place inside her that makes her gasp - she does it a few more times and that's all she needs to come, clinging to Gray's shoulders and moaning loud and uncontrolled.
He comes a moment later, going still above her, face still hidden in her shoulder. Lucy is a little disappointed she didn't get to see his face, but there's always next time. Or at least there'd better be. She kisses Gray's temple as he relaxes against her, mumbling her name and nuzzling into her neck in a way that would be disturbing if it weren't kind of cute. Of course, Gray being cute is kind of disturbing. That's a paradox Lucy will contemplate when she isn't content and exhausted and enjoying the afterglow.
It's a long moment before Gray pulls out and moves to lie beside her, leaving Lucy with an oddly empty feeling and a sudden, restless need to do something, anything, really, in bizarre counterpoint to how lazy she felt before. She fixes this by sitting up and scooting over toward Natsu and Erza. Natsu’s teeth are digging into Erza's shoulder and his fingers are digging into her hips, but she doesn't seem to mind - she has one arm around his shoulders and the other hand is jerking him off. Lucy has this urge to help that is both mortifying and impossible to banish. She kisses Natsu's cheek and then his lips when he looks up.
"Do you want to finish, Lucy?" Erza asks, and when Lucy breaks the kiss to answer, she finds herself staring into Natsu's slightly glazed yet ever-alert eyes and can't think of anything to do that doesn't involve blushing furiously. Erza chuckles and kisses her cheek. Suddenly, running high on sex and curiosity and the thrill of discovery, Lucy makes a decision. The decision consists firstly of kissing Natsu again and threading her fingers together with Erza's so that both of their hands are wrapped around his cock. She waits for him to make that noise again, the low, guttural one that almost sounds like a purr, and then she stops kissing him, moves back, and leans down to take him in her mouth.
He tastes strangely familiar, and it takes Lucy a second to realize that it's the same taste she licked off her fingers earlier - it's a little of him and a little of Erza, too. It's bizarre, but Lucy can't help but like it, and she pushes her lips down to where her and Erza's hands meet, sucking and licking and swirling her tongue around him and up to flick underneath the head. She doesn't really know what she's doing, but it feels right, and Natsu's fingers digging into the back of her neck indicate that he thinks so too. She keeps going until he tenses suddenly and pushes hard on her shoulder. "Lucy," he says, in a tone of voice that sounds like some sort of warning.
It takes Lucy about half a second too long to realize what he's trying to tell her, so when she pulls back, she immediately feels something hot and wet splash across her face. She pauses, mildly horrified, and sits up, wiping away the bit that landed on her mercifully closed eye. "…Ew," she says at last, plaintively.
Then Natsu manages to collect enough breath to laugh at her, and Lucy slaps him hard on the side of the head. Then she licks her lips. Huh. Sort of salty, sort of bitter, and mostly unpleasant, but…interesting. She wipes her face clean and curiously licks the rest off her palm. When she looks up, Natsu is giving her a look like she's made of something delicious and possibly on fire. He takes her hand away from her mouth and leans in to kiss her.
When the kiss is over, Erza takes over and kisses Lucy again, softer and less controlling than before. Lucy has decided, however quietly, that she likes the dominant side of Erza, but this is definitely nice. Once that's over too, Erza looks back at Natsu. There's a long moment of silence, Erza smirking faintly to herself and Natsu glaring warily, and Erza leans in as if to kiss him but stops short a centimeter from his lips. And waits.
For several seconds, Natsu looks surprised. Then he looks irritated. He rectifies this by closing the rest of the distance between them and crushing his lips against Erza's, hard and messy until Erza corrects the damage by taking control of the kiss. Natsu seems to find this equally irritating, but he has one hand lightly and probably unconsciously stroking Erza's waist, so Lucy decides he'll probably be okay.
At some point during this process, Gray has gotten up to lean over Lucy's back. "Idiot," he says, in a bitter sort of way that might sound fond if filtered through a few layers of intimate understanding of the dynamic between Gray and Natsu. Lucy leans back against him and kisses the side of his chin. He snorts and turns her head a bit to kiss her properly.
This, Lucy decides, sweaty and sticky and disheveled and hazily blissful in a way she's never been before, has been, hands down, the weirdest night of her entire life.
Fifteen minutes later, after a lot of kissing and bickering and punching and mocking and laughing and more kissing and Lucy finally having to be the one who gets up to turn the light off and figure out what happened to her blanket (and point out that everyone has to sleep on the wet spot because there are kind of several of them), everyone is lying more or less still in the darkness, limbs arranged haphazardly on Lucy's be-floored mattress.
Gray is pressed against Lucy's back, Natsu against her front, and Erza is somewhere on Natsu's other side, one arm flung over them all. Natsu and Gray won't stop pinching and prodding each other, even after Erza hits them both and tells them to settle down.
"Natsu," Lucy says sleepily. She's almost getting used to the tiny fistfight occurring above her left side. "How come you never kissed anyone before?"
There's a long, sulking silence. "You never did either."
"Don't avoid the question," Lucy says against his collarbone. "You could have kissed Gray or Erza."
"Why would I want to kiss them?"
This is actually pretty irrefutable logic, coming from Natsu. She can feel Gray poking him hard in the shoulder again.
"But why me?"
Another, longer silence, and this time, Erza answers. "We're a team," she says, as if that somehow explains everything, and then yawns.
"Yeah, we couldn't get along for shit before you came along," Gray muses. "We can actually get stuff done now."
Lucy is glad it's too dark for anyone to see her blush. "…Why?"
"Who knows?" Natsu says. There's a general muttering of agreement. It is a great mystery of the universe. Lucy sighs.
"Morons," Lucy says, smiling slightly to herself. Then, "You still haven't kissed Gray yet."
"That's because he's stupid and smells like trout."
"What, like you're any better?"
"I'm not a perverted human popsicle!"
"Well, I'm not a fire-breathing idiot!"
"Nudist freak!"
"Motion-sick creep!"
"Stop that," Erza interjects, and punches them both again.
"I can still kick you out and keep your clothes," Lucy threatens, thoroughly sick of being jostled around.
Several minutes of mumbled, reluctant apologies and a lot of whispered insults later, everyone falls silent.
A few minutes after that, Lucy feels Gray tap Natsu on the shoulder in the darkness, wait, and then lean forward over the top of her head. She feels Natsu tense up, relax, lean just a little bit back in Gray's direction, and then lean back and punch Gray hard in the shoulder. One more quiet snicker from Gray and a half-annoyed grumble from Natsu later, and everything falls silent once again. Erza mutters unintelligibly and reaches over to take Lucy's hand.
Lucy knows that in the morning she'll wake up cramped and sore and sticky and in desperate need of a shower it will take her forever to get between persuading everyone else to take one and making sure they don't injure each other. She also knows that it will take her days to force them to fix her bed, and that she isn't sure yet what this all means or what comes next and that everyone back home would be so disappointed in her for giving her virginity to this trio of bone-headed, beautiful maniacs. Lucy also knows that she can worry about that in the morning, and that for now, against all her better judgment, she might be happier than she's ever been.
"I hate you guys," Lucy mumbles, and falls asleep smiling.
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