Lollipop
Disclaimer – I do not own Fairy Tail
Summary: Natsu's inability to find things leads to some strange stuff.
Lollipop (Rated M)
Why couldn't he find it? He'd looked everywhere! Here he was, all hot and bothered, and he couldn't find his damn vibrator!
Natsu ripped open the drawer to the nightstand once more, searching through all the playthings he and Gray used for their nightly escapades. Shuffling through it viciously, he found everything else known to man except for his fucking vibrator! It's not like he left the room with the stupid thing.
And to make matters worse, Gray was on a mission. A very long and boring—and did he mention long—mission. He wouldn't be home for hours.
"I swear, I'm gonna buy a shitload of these damn things if I don't find it in the next five seconds!" the fire mage swore at the nightstand. Still not finding it, his hand momentarily hovered over something else that he could use as a substitute. Sure, it had been a gag gift at the time, but what happened in the bedroom, stayed in the bedroom.
Gray trudged up the stairs to his apartment. All he wanted to do was collapse on his bed, his lover in his arms, and go to sleep. Opening the door, he headed for his bedroom in order to do just that. But he halted, his shirt slipping from his fingers and fluttering to the floor.
There, spread out on the bed, was his boyfriend, masturbating with—
"What the hell is that?" Gray deadpanned.
"Gray?" Natsu gasped, quickly trying to hide his substitute sex toy from the puzzled ice mage. "It's nothing! Um, how was your day?"
"Don't change the subject," stated Gray as he made his way for the bed. Once there, he struggled with Natsu for a moment before he pried the object from the fire mage's fingers.
"Gray! It's—I couldn't find my vibrator, so I used that," he hastily explained.
"Your vibrator's on top of the nightstand," Gray commented absentmindedly as he examined the object in his hands. "Is this a penis shaped lollipop?"
"Yeah."
"And you were using this on yourself?"
"Y-Yeah."
Gray eyed the lollipop then looked back at Natsu. "Lay down."
"What?"
"Just lay down. I want to know what it tastes like."
"What do you mean—Gray!" The fire mage shrieked when he suddenly found the ice mage's tongue thrusting into him, filling every space he could possibly get. "Oh, Gray. No!"
Pulling away, the ice mage licked his lips and stared back up at Natsu. "Margaritas. Do they come in ice cream?"
"They only make the lollipops in alcoholic flavors. And you're not getting any to use on me either!" the fire mage protested.
"Hn. They should make them in ice cream." Gray paused, looking contemplative.
"Whatever you're thinking, it's a no," Natsu stated firmly.
"I'm going to get some ice cream," said the ice mage, rising from the bed.
"What? Why?"
"So I can dip that lollipop in the ice cream and shove it back in you. I think you'll taste extremely good after I do that."
"Oh, fuck no!"
End