Believe him Natsu was not only feeling this way about her because of her looks. When they first met it would take him 5 minutes to figure out what gender a person was.

If he jad fallen for her -not that he had- it would have been for her skills in combat and her brains. Sure she was beautiful and pretty sexy, no guy could deny that, but it's a pretty selfish way to fall in love.

Oh hoho love eh?

No! I didn't mean like that!

Suuree

Oh shut up you!

I am you!

Gahhh

Gahhh

.°•*☆♡☆*•°.

Natsu Dragneel was a man of action. He liked to think of himself as a dragon. A free, wild spirited Dragon.

Lucy Heartfilia was a woman of words. She was like a princess. A kind, smart Princess.

She diserved a prince. A Prince who can talk to her about their favorate books. A Prince who saves the Princess and saves the day like in the books he'd read. What fairytale had a happy ending for the Dragon and the Princess instead?

But if she'd wanted a Prince, She'd have one. No she wanted to marry for love. And Lucy doesn't need saving she's fine right here. With her dragon.

For once Natsu smiled at what the pervert had argued.

I'm her dragon.

She's my princess...

Yeah and that means ya can bang her 'til her legs don't work right?

Ye- NO!

DUDE WHAT THE HELL YOU ACTUALLY SAID SOMETHING NICE AND HAD TO SPOIL IT MAVIS YOU PERVERTED LITTLE-

W

E'RE THE SAME PERSON STUPID!

THEN YOU JUST CALLED YOURSELF STUPID!

AND YOU CALLED YOURSELF A PERVERT!

WHY ARE WE STILL YELLING?!

I DUNNO YOU STOP FIRST!

NO YOU STOP FIRST!

NO YOU!

NO YOU!

THATS IT TIME FOR PERVY DREAMS!

NOOO!

"Luuce, Luuccy, Oh god Lu-" she pressed her warm lips to his telling him to be quiet. "You don't wanna be caught do you my naughty dragon?" She winked before returning back to her origional position. She lay on top of him dropping her self onto his lap, then bringing herself back up. Every time she reached the base of his hard-on she would roll her hips seductively. The princess would soak in the muffled groans and shouts of her lover every time she would stop for a few minutes herself to let out a moan she would muffle by resting her head in the crook of his neck. The dragon didn't know how, but the princess had become victorious in making him reach new levels of pleasure. Even when they were on a closet floor with her father sat in the next room...

I hate you...

You hate yourself?

Right now. Yes.

What I based it on what you were thinking about...

Just shut up. I'm going to bed.

Might wanna take care of your other problem first and what makes you think you'll be any less messed up in the head if ya go into your room?

JUST SHUT UP

A/N: short and lemony. I didn't even wright a real one and I feel wierd.

Next time

Admit it

No!

Come on it's obvious now

Nope!

Sounds like somebody wants some more of those naughty dreams...