Author's Note: Part Four of TK's gift which depicts a personal headcanon I have about Gray & his precious necklace. Not for the young'ins kukuku ;) Also writing in present tense was an interesting experience? Meh, trying something new. Hope you like it!

Oh, and MERRY CHRISTMAS CUTIES! Happy Hoildays! My treat for you lovelies. Thank you for your support so far!

title: and I love her
rating: M
summary: His necklace is all the claim he needs.

Gray likes the way Juvia says his name when they're tangled in the sheets. He likes it when she's moaning it, even better when she's screaming it, but his favorite is when she removes the affectionate suffix from his name and he becomes Gray, not Gray-sama.

His name has never sounded better.

Especially because she only reserves it for two special occasions: when he's brought her over the edge and when she tells him how much she really loves him.

When he comes home that day, he walks in on her changing, topless with her jeans riding low around her hips and his necklace resting against the swells of her round breasts.

Instinctively, she covers herself, a bashful blush coloring her cheeks even though he's seen her body plenty of times before.

Shyly, she murmurs, "Gray-sama…"

And seeing her there, innocent and seductive all at once, gives him an overwhelming urge to remind her why he gave her his necklace in the first place.

She's known him long enough to recognize the glint in his eye as he approaches her, taking the sword of his necklace in his hand and pulling her to him. He kisses her hard and shoves her jeans and underwear down her legs, his own clothes already long gone as she wraps her arms around his neck and eagerly returns his kiss.

He falls to the mattress and pulls her on top of him, their bodies bare except for his necklace hanging around her neck. She sits on her knees, fingers tangled in his hair as he kisses her neck and runs his hands down her arched back.

She's whimpering and trembling while his necklace rests between her breasts. He kisses her chest, his tongue swirling around her nipple when she suddenly grinds viciously against him. He stiffens and moans, and she smiles and keeps doing it until he can't take it anymore.

He grabs the back of her neck and gives her a searing kiss, leaving her breathless as he spins her around and pushes her weight on her hands and knees. Gripping her hips, he presses his chest to the arch of her back and rocks into her from behind.

She cries out, and he watches the way his necklace swings back and forth as she pushes her hips back against his, meeting his aggressive rhythm. Her fingers lace with his across her stomach as she tosses her head back, eyes closed and moaning at every thrust.

Breathlessly, she gasps, "Gray-sama… Gray-sama…"

But he wants her to lose it because he wants to be Gray, just Gray, so he reaches around and massages her breast while slipping his fingers between her legs. Her thighs clamp around his hand as another scream of ecstasy tears from her lips.

He grunts her name in her ear and increases the force of his thrusts. He feels her walls clench around him as she leans her cheek against his and tugs on his hair. She asks him to say her name again and he does, low and throaty, just the way she likes it. She moans higher and squeezes his wrist while he strokes her clit and runs his tongue along the curve of her neck.

"Gray-sa… ahh… Gray… Gray…!"

And he grins and kisses her shoulder as her nails dig into his skin and her body slumps forward. She's moaning and panting shamelessly loud, clutching the bed sheets with her tousled hair falling over her face. He grabs the necklace around her neck and holds it tight as he scatters kisses along her back. She takes his hand and presses a tender kiss, shifting her heavy-lidded eyes to his face and mouthing three words.

A chill shoots through him as he looks at her eyes, watching them glaze over as she topples into euphoric pleasure and shatters.

Riding the waves of release, she's still shoving her hips against his and driving him crazy. He groans and whispers dirty words in her ear when she suddenly squeezes him so tight he hisses a curse. She knows he's close as he growls and his hands bruise her skin, so she gives him a soft kiss and murmurs his name as he clenches his jaw and groans deeply. A powerful tremor shoots down his spine, wracking his whole body in one of the best orgasms of his life.

As the high leaves their bodies, he listens to her heartbeat as her fingers pass tenderly through his hair. Toying with his sword pendant, he recalls with a soft chuckle how he used to leave bites on her body to mark his claim on her.

He still bites, but only when she asks him to. His necklace is all the claim he needs.

As she hums a sweet melody, she says softly, "I love you, Gray."

And every time, his heart pounds a little harder.

He brings her closer and lets himself realize just how much he loves the woman wearing the necklace he never took off, and now neither does she.