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Wheels of Fire	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 22712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Fairy Tail is the property of Hiro Mashima. I make no money, I just do this for my own pleasure.

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Chapter 6
Torture and Tenderness
"Lucy," Natsu moaned. The Dragon Slayer was writhing on the floor, his face tense and teeth clenched as he panted heavily. "Oh God … dammit … Lucy!"
A bead of sweat slowly dripped down from his forehead, slipped over his temple, just below his ear, and got lost within the white scarf. He hissed at an intense sensation and exhaled hard with a groan. He opened his eyes to look below him, then tensed hard, and his back arched up from the floor.
"Gah," he cried out in a husky voice. "Ahhhh! Stop!"
A smooth voice spoke calmly. "I'm not finished with you yet, Dragneel."
"Stop it, Ashley," he screamed.
She smirked at his struggles. "How about we go a little deeper?"
Natsu tried to back away. "Please … please, no more. I can't take it … nnnnngh!" Something she did made his whole body tense up until the veins popped on his neck. Then relief came, causing him to shiver after such pain. "Oh wow!" he moaned heatedly, and his mouth hung open in a brief moment of pleasure.
"Feels good, right?" Edo-Lucy said, already knowing he would never answer honestly. Sure enough, all Natsu did was groan. "A bit faster?"
"No way!" he cried out, but suddenly he screamed as her actions sped up. "No more. I've had enough. I can't … I can't take it."
"Sure you can." The short-haired blonde's face made little sneers of exertion every time she pushed herself against him. At each thrust, Natsu cried out, only to moan as she backed off. "This is how I do it for Fireball. He loves how I touch him. Do you love it, Dragneel?"
"No," he sniffled, cringing away from the pain. "Stop it."
"That's what he always says," she chuckled softly. "Yet the next day, when he's not sore, he always thanks me. You'll see. Come tomorrow, you'll be thanking me and begging for more."
"No, please." He screamed as she did something else to his body, and all of his nerves felt like they were touched by God-Slayer fire. "Ahhhhhhh!" he howled. Natsu clawed at the floor, drawing out curled gratings of wood. "I'm … I'm gonna…"
In the middle of this, Edo-Levy walked up and stared down at them. She folded her arms and shook her head. Lucy Ashley glared over at her.
"What do you want, Levy? I'm sorta busy right now."
"You're getting really loud," the blue-haired woman warned. "It's annoying the rest of the guild."
"Fuck them! Oh wait, you only fuck Gajeel now," she said in a snarky tone.
Natsu roared angrily. "I'm gonna kill you, Ashley."
Levy's eyes narrowed. "You're a sadistic bitch, Lucy. If he tells you to stop, you should stop."
"He loves it," the blonde said dismissively.
Natsu flipped over and tried to crawl away. "Get me out of here, Levy. Make her stop."
The blue-haired mechanic gave him a haughty smile. "What's the magic word?"
Just then, Lucy Ashley did something to him, and Natsu howled out a curse. "For the love of all that's holy, please!"
"Mmmm, men look so juicy when they beg," Edo-Levy purred. "All right, Lucy. You've had your fun. Let him go."
The blonde had Natsu by one bare foot, giving him what she called "The Ashley Ultra Deep Foot Massage," which involved driving her knuckles into the most tender parts of his feet. Natsu had never known pain (and pleasure) quite like it. For how agonizing her technique was, the foot she had already worked on felt sore but amazing. It was the torture of making it through the actual massage that nearly killed him.
"One more nerve," Edo-Lucy said. She twisted her knuckle deep into his foot, thrusting her whole body into it with a grunt of exertion.
To Natsu, it felt like razor blades and shards of ice slicing into a nerve. He punched the floor so hard, the wood broke and splintered. "Gah! Stooooooop!"
Finally, she released him and stood up. Lucy Ashley shook out her hand and cracked a few over-worked knuckles. She looked down at her prey collapsed on the floor, completely unable to move, pink hair sweaty, whimpering soft cries as he panted. This was how she loved to see her men. She licked her lips enticingly, yet she refrained from touching him any more than this.
"We're done for this session," she declared. She squatted in front of him and yanked his chin up. Natsu gazed at her with tears and terror in his eyes. His lips quivered as he tried to hold back from outright sobbing. "It was good, right?" she asked sardonically.
Natsu's voice rasped out of his choked throat. "Go to hell."
"You're welcome." She dropped his chin and walked away with Levy, already discussing plans on what to do about dwindling food supplies for the guild.
Natsu sniffled and moved slowly. His legs did not want to work at all. He was pretty certain there was no way he could stand or walk. That had been Lucy Ashley's plan all along. Three times already, Natsu tried to run away from this crazy guild. That morning, she had said something about 'making sure he couldn't escape,' and then she attacked him with a foot massage that could have been an illegal form of torture.
Suddenly, someone touched his ankle. Fearing another attack, Natsu recoiled fast and gasped as he looked back. However, it was Edo-Wendy knelt beside him, smiling kindly with a twinkle of friendliness in her eyes.
"Just me," she said softly to calm him down. Then she held up a floppy bag that slushed slightly. "An ice pack. It'll help take down the swelling. That way you can walk within a few hours instead of a few days."
"Th-thank you," Natsu mumbled, shocked that someone was actually caring for his well-being. He managed to roll over into a sitting position, and Wendy carefully put the ice pack over his feet. "Haha, you're just like Wendy back home, always coming to heal others."
"I'm no healer," she said. "I simply know how the Ashley Ultra Deep Foot Massage can immobilize a person for a week."
She adjusted the ice pack to rest on the soles of his feet. Then Wendy scooted over to sit beside him on the floor. She folded her legs up and hugged them as she looked at Natsu's face. This position made her breasts squeeze together, which was precisely what she wanted, to show off her greatest assets.
His face, hair, eyes, smile … it was all like the Natsu she knew, yet Natsu Dragion only had such intense eyes when he was in his car. Wendy had always thought he looked sexy that way, but once he was away from transportation, his whimpering annoyed her. This man was the opposite. Those hard, squinty eyes made Wendy's heart flutter, and the way he stood up to Lucy, Levy, even Jet and Droy was impressive. Many of the girls in Fairy Tail were talking about Salamander Natsu, but they were only talking. Wendy was a woman of action.
"We should get you to a bed," she decided, then glanced around the guild to see who was available. "Nab!"
The workaholic glared over. "What?" he snapped. "I'm busy."
"I have a job for you. It'll take only a minute. I need you to carry Natsu." She smiled flirtatiously. "You work so hard, so you're the best for the job, right?"
He scoffed softly, yet her words were his weakness. If it was work, Nab was the first to volunteer. "Fine. I'm not quite so busy right now." Nab walked up and saw the bruised feet. "The Ashley Ultra Deep Foot Massage, eh? I pity you." Then he tried to lift Natsu up, but the weight shocked him. "Damn! You're twice as heavy as Fireball."
"Solid muscle," Wendy purred softly. She bit her bottom lip as she saw how much trouble Nab had lifting this buff Natsu. Dragion was so lightweight, even Wendy could have lifted him a little bit, although not carried him as far as the sleeping quarters. Seeing Nab strain made her even more excited about this magical Natsu.
The sleeping quarters were up the stairs and in the back of the tree-like guild. It was morning, so the men's quarters were empty. Women were usually not allowed inside, but Wendy walked right in. Nab practically dropped Natsu down onto the bed Fireball usually slept in. Then grumbling that he had to get back to work, the huge man left. Wendy readjusted the icepack onto Natsu's feet and sat beside him.
"You'll need to rest for a while," she told him. "Even the hardiest men can't walk for a few hours after a massage like that."
"She's a devil," Natsu grumbled. "Everyone in this guild is so messed up. Well," he amended, "not you. And not Mira; she's exactly the same. But the others are just plain weird."
"We're not all that bad, right?" Wendy asked, scooting a little closer to him. Hearing that she was on his not-weird list was encouraging.
"You guys aren't … bad," he decided. "Just weird, I guess. Gray clings to me."
"Gray Surge and Natsu Dragion are best friends. It's only natural that he misses Fireball, so he's trying to be friendly with you."
"Yeah, and I hate it," yelled Natsu. "Gray Fullbuster and I are rivals, so even seeing Gray's face pisses me off. And then there's Cana. She invites me to tea parties every day, and she's so immensely polite about it that I can't turn her down. Juvia isn't too bad, but she's so cold, and she dresses weird. Lucy either screams at me, hits me, tortures me, or she purposely ignores me when I try to talk to her about going home."
Wendy flinched a little to hear him talking about leaving them so soon. "But we're not all annoying, right?" she asked with a pout.
"No. I mean, I get along well with Elfman and Mira. They're always asking me about how Lisanna is doing. Elfman reminds me of the old Elfman, before he became obsessed with manly stuff."
Wendy tittered softly. "Manly? That's how Elfman used to be long ago, before Lisanna died. And Mira was a total demon."
Natsu laughed. "Yeah, I remember Mira used to be like that."
"So see," Wendy said, leaning against his shoulder now. "We're not so different." She traced the red Fairy Tail guild mark on his arm, feeling the sinuous muscles underneath his burning hot skin. "Fairy Tail is always close, no matter what dimension. We're a guild, no matter how the people may act. We worry about each other, care for each other…" She moved in a little closer, pressing her voluptuous chest against his arm. "…love each other."
She stared into Natsu's face, hoping he would get her blatant hint. However, the Dragon Slayer stared off vacuously, his brow tense, obviously troubled by something. Although frustrated, she sympathized with him. Wendy's parents and siblings died in a wind storm when she was young. She was eventually adopted into the guild and grew up amongst them. She missed her family, and she missed the members who died when they were on the run from Knightwalker and the Fairy hunters. She thought she knew how Natsu felt, finding himself alone, amidst weird people, and missing his friends. Slowly, she backed off, regretfully realizing that it was a bad time to try seducing this mysterious man.
"Even if we're weird, we'll take care of you," she promised.
He looked over in a jolt, as if her words had interrupted some deep thought. "Yeah, I … I didn't mean anything bad. Just keep Ashley away from me."
Wendy laughed softly. "I'll try. I've protected Fireball from her many times. Women aren't allowed in the men's sleeping quarters, so you're safe in here."
"Then why are you here? Will you get into trouble? I don't want you in trouble."
She shrugged lightly. "For today, I'm a healer, right?"
That made Natsu smile widely. "Sometimes, you're a lot like Wendy Marvell. I like that." Edo-Wendy blushed slightly. "Still, maybe you should go." Her brows tightened at his words. "I don't wanted you to get into trouble," he explained sincerely. "If Lucy did something torturous to you, I'd feel really horrible."
That caring attitude affected Wendy deeply. "All right. Before I go, are you sure you don't need to get up? Bathroom or anything?"
He blushed fiercely. "Yeah, I … um … kinda have to go … a little."
Wendy cracked a smile. For a moment, he sounded exactly like Dragion.
Natsu took her hidden laugh the wrong way. "Never mind. It's not far, I'll just walk."
He swung his legs over the side of the bed, but Wendy was right there with him. She grabbed his arm and yanked it over her shoulder.
"I'm a healer today," she reasoned.
She helped him, taking a shocking amount of weight from him, yet she bore under it, flushed to feel his muscles tensing and stretching around her. Natsu hissed, cussed, and flinched at each slow step. It was only twenty feet to the men's bathroom. Wendy was highly tempted to stay and watch, yet Natsu cleared his throat to silently let her know he wanted privacy, even if that meant standing unassisted.
Wendy left, but she stayed right by the door. Inside, she heard the urine flowing and heard Natsu let out a quiet moan of relief. She shifted her thighs as naughty thoughts infested her mind, dreamy images of what that penis of his looked like, kinky desires of having something else squirt out of it and all over her. Wendy could hardly help but lick her lips in desire.
That had to wait. She still needed to win him over.
Natsu finally stepped out, and he blushed again when he realized she had probably heard him pissing. However, Wendy merely took his weight onto her shoulders and helped him back to bed.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Natsu hissed as he propped his feet up onto the mattress. "Dammit, I hate that woman."
Wendy felt a wave of relief. She had been worried about Natsu and Lucy. He was definitely her type, but it seemed Salamander was not a masochist like Fireball. Lucy's flirting was only pushing him away.
If he was the opposite of Natsu Dragion, did that make him a sadist?
Two sadists together would only clash and fight for dominance, whereas Wendy did not care one way or another. She would not mind a little roughness from such a strong man, to be tied down, spanked, brought to tears by how fierce he could be … no, she wouldn't mind that one bit!
Natsu scratched the back of his head in a nervous gesture. "Maybe this is a weird thing to ask, but … can you rub my feet? Not like a massage, but just to soothe out the bruising. The ice is helping a lot, but the nerves still ache really bad."
Wendy smiled complaisantly. "I have a cream that numbs. Once I put it on, you won't be able to feel your feet for an hour, so you'd be stuck in bed."
"Well, if you can stay in bed with me just that long, that'd be fine," he decided.
He said it so bluntly, Wendy blushed a little in embarrassment. Truly, this boy had no sense of shame before he blurted out things.
Wendy jogged off to the infirmary to fetch a little jar of numbing cream and some rubber gloves so the cream would not numb her hands. She slipped back into the men's dorm, sat at the bottom of Natsu's bed, took one foot into her lap, and looked it over. Lucy Ashley had not been easy on him. The bottoms of his feet were red and purple, and each toe was swollen. It was a sign of his endurance that he had even been able to walk to the bathroom. No other member of Fairy Tail put through that torture had the ability to walk for hours or days, yet Natsu had walked twenty steps there and twenty back mere minutes after such a brutal massage.
Before applying any cream, she leaned over and kissed his foot. Natsu flinched at that, and suddenly his whole face turned red. Wendy gazed up and smirked at the bashful expression.
'So, the Dragon Slayer can be cute after all!' She chuckled to herself before kissing another area of his foot.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Natsu eked out.
"Kissing to make it feel better," she answered casually, keeping her head down to hide her sly smirk.
Then Wendy sucked Natsu's big toe into her mouth, licked it, and let it pop out. The Dragon Slayer squirming and shifting as he felt himself get weirdly aroused. He did not understand it, and it bothered him immensely. Although this woman was about his age, he kept picturing twelve-year-old Wendy while talking with her. However, when Edo-Wendy did something like that, the imaginary little girl vanished completely, and he was forced to see her as the voluptuous woman she was.
Finally, Wendy began to rub the cream onto the soles of his feet, gently using her fingers to soothe away the pain. The small hums of enjoyment from Natsu thrilled her and made her want to do so much more to him, yet she fought the temptation. From time to time, Wendy leaned over and kissed another part of his foot just before putting cream on that area. Natsu squirmed a little each time. A quick glance told her that he got semi-hard each time she did it, only to force himself back into equanimity.
'Foot fetish? That's surprising. Good to know!'
She was going to have a lot of fun playing with this Dragon Slayer. But not today.
Today, she was a healer.
She finished numbing his feet, wrapped them with the ice pack, carefully removed the rubber gloves, and rose from the bed. Natsu looked drowsy now that the pain was numbed away.
"I'll bring tea that takes down swelling," she offered, speaking quietly as she saw that he was in a relaxed state. That was one thing about Lucy Ashley's massage. For how agonizing it was, once the pain subsided the victim's feet truly felt blissful.
Natsu hummed sleepily. "You're the best one here, Wendy."
Her brows drew together, happy yet with a tweak of uncertainty to them. The secretively wanton woman in her wanted to ride this man hard, yet sometimes she wanted to treat him like a little child. It was the same problem she had with Natsu Dragion, that dichotomy of sexiness and sweetness that drove her insane with frustration.
"You really are a lot like Fireball," she sighed, and she left to fix the medicinal tea.
End of Chapter 6
A/N: This is for the fans who shipped NaWen back during the Nirvana Arc. She's too young for him, but Edo-Wendy is a perfect age … and she's sweet, in a manipulative sort of way. Who will Natsu fall for: the sadistic tormentor, or the scheming healer?
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