#nalu kiss

How to write a kiss scene in a story challenge.

My volunteers: Natsu Dragneel and Lucy Heartfilia (of course). 

Prompt- “we’re more than just friends and you know it.”

“Dammit! We’re more than just friends and you know it, Lucy!” He sounded desperate this time, no longer able to keep his feelings in.

Hitting her like an oncoming train, her chest felt tight as the air forced its way out of her lungs. Deep, heavy breaths drenched the sticky air between them, in what little space there seemed to be.

Was this it? Was this really about to happen?

She felt his fingers tighten on the back of her head, almost enough to hurt, make her gasp, but it didn’t. Her skin tingled like static, to feel his burning hot hand touch her in places it usually wouldn’t, and it was electrifying.  

He seemed so close, closer than he’d ever been, and yet, it still didn’t feel near enough. Natsu was right, she did want him, and as far more than a mere friend, she felt ready, even if her words said otherwise.

Her lips waited to accept what would be the pinnacle of their budding relationship, a turning point that they’d never return from. This would be a learning curve for the both of them, and she expected less than perfection for their first kiss. Yet, her heart still raced in anticipation, waiting for him to make the first move.

The tension between them was almost palpable, enough to make Lucy’s knees buckle as she felt her face be pulled towards his, placing her hands on his chest to steady herself.

Then they touched, skin on skin, lip on lip, the rush of adrenaline surging through her veins caused her fingers to tremble as they burrowed into his scarf. Her toes curled in her boots, the feeling of his warm, enticing mouth massaging her own in awkward, unsynchronised motions felt beyond perfection, beyond anything she’d ever imagined.

It still wasn’t clear in her fog filled mind whether she was dreaming this moment to life, for it wouldn’t have been the first time, but its intensity, with the aura of innocence surrounding them, as well as the scent of smoke and ash littering her nose, definitely made it feel real. His lips felt soft against hers, softer than she thought they’d be, attracting her like a magnet.

Those feelings of shame and embarrassment never entered her mind as her defences lifted with each suck of her mouth and every pull of his teeth, drawing her further and further in to this new bliss.

Used and swollen lips reluctantly parted, a slither of dribble the last to separate them. She couldn’t tell what this feeling was; love; lust? A deep seated feeling that’d troubled her from the back of her mind for far too long.

Panting, breathless, she finally opened her eyes to glance at the man that’d just blown her away, to pore over his rugged features in a new light that said she was far from finished with him.

Her hand brushed his cheek, and he leaned into it finding warmth and comfort, a sweet smile gracing his reddened mouth, “you see, Luce,” he started, chest heaving, “friends don’t do that kinda stuff.”

“No, I guess they don’t,” she sighed, moving closer once again, but this time to embrace his body with her arms encircling his lean chest, head leaning against his shoulder.

Cuddling her closer, he kissed the top of her head, elation filling his body, “you’re such a weirdo, sometimes.”

I hope you enjoyed! I was inspired by this pic by Mashima. ❤️