Note: The one who bottoms always cleans his colon before sex (with an enema or otherwise, whatever you prefer), I just don't always include this information in the text for obvious reasons.

They'd been afraid to meet somebody of their guild at the train station or on the way to Gray's flat, but their fears turned out to be unfounded. They didn't even meet anyone familiar on their trip to town to buy take-out food.

They clumsily ate on their way back, not wanting to waste precious time. Natsu dropped the crumpled foils and pulled Gray towards the bedroom as soon as the entrance door clicked shut, taking off his sandals on the way.

"That eager, huh?" Gray teased with a lewd smile as he was thrown onto the soft mattress.

"You made me horny with all your subtle touches on the way, bastard. Now pay for it."

His original plan to throw himself on top of Gray and get started right away was interrupted by Gray shoving his shoes into Natsu's direction.

"Since you didn't leave me the chance to remove them and I don't want to dirty my bed with mud, take them off."

"As you wish, my princess."

Gray growled and tried to kick Natsu, but he should've known that Natsu's reflexes were too good for that. He caught Gray's legs in an iron grip and didn't let go before both, shoes and socks were doffed.

A second later found Natsu on top of Gray, staring hungrily into his eyes. He didn't give Gray time to prepare before he leaned down to suck at the crook of Gray's neck, savoring the salty taste of dried sweat, mixed with Gray's very own flavor.

"Woah, Natsu. Wait. I'm sure that tastes horrible. How about we take a shower before this?"

But instead of releasing Gray's skin, Natsu only sucked harder, with the intent of leaving a love bite.

"Oy, what're you doing there?"

That only prompted Natsu to suck harder.

"Y-you... hey, that tickles. Stop it!"

But he didn't stop.

"If you continue like this, you're gonna—"

Natsu released Gray's skin with a wet plop, noting with satisfaction that the spot was dark red. "—leave a love bite, huh? Yeah, I did."

"Idiot."

"Awww, come on, don't you want to be marked by me?"

Gray turned his head in a poor attempt to hide his blush, muttering an 'as if' under his breath.

'His blush is so adorable...'

Leaning down, Natsu nudged his nose against Gray's cheek while whispering, "You're right. Let's take a shower first. I'm pretty sticky from earlier."

Gray's blush intensified, and he kicked Natsu off the bed, not looking back as he made for the bathroom.

Taking a shower together turned out to be a tricky business—neither could keep his hands to himself, so they ended up groping each other several times, only to remind themselves that they should stop, that they would get to this later.

Just as they washed the last bit of soap off their bodies, Gray's doorbell rang. They stared at each other in a moment of confusion, but then it dawned on Natsu—they'd forgotten about Jellal and the fact that he couldn't see them through the frosted glass.

"It's probably the old lady that lives two stories under you... Jellal probably sent her to check on you."

Gray rolled his eyes, but when another ring resounded, he quickly toweled himself down, tied the towel around his hips and went to the door. Natsu found his suspicion confirmed when Gray shouted that he was alright and that there was no need to worry.

If they didn't do anything, Jellal would probably be watching them having sex... Maybe not the whole time, but he'd surely check on them from time to time. Gray would love the idea of being watched. However, Natsu didn't want anyone to see them, at least not when they had penetrative sex for the first time... It somehow felt too intimate, more so than a blowjob or 'dry humping'. Their bodies would be truly joined for the first time, and Natsu was greedy. He wanted to have Gray only to himself, wanted to be the only one to see the faces Gray made when he was being entered like that. Or when he was the one to enter Natsu.

They hadn't decided on positions yet. Natsu would like to do both, alternate between being top and bottom, and he'd like to keep it that way. Given that Gray wanted that, too.

"Oy, what're you waiting for? Can't dry yourself when I'm not here?"

Gray stood in the bathroom door, the towel so loose around his hips that it would drop any second. Natsu clicked his tongue, surrounded himself in flames, and when he dissipated them a second later, he was completely dried. The astonished look Gray gave him was priceless.

"Don't worry; I won't burn down the house. I'm always doing it like this."

'... unless I'm not feeling well, like last time we took a shower together,' he added in his thoughts, his mood darkening instantly.

"Natsu? You look sad all of a sudden. What's wrong?"

Natsu shook his head, pushing the thought aside—it wasn't the time for worrying about things that couldn't be changed anyway.

"Let's not talk about it."

Gray eyed him warily, but when Natsu closed the distance between them and locked Gray in his arms, Gray's expression softened.

"Hey, I've been wondering... Do you want to be inside me or do you want to have me inside you?" Natsu asked.

"Straight down to business, huh? I'd like both, so you can decide."

"Alright, then I'd like to be on top this time... I thought we could switch if you want? Oh, and... I know you have a thing for people watching us... but I'd like to ask Jellal to give us some privacy. It's our first time after all, and I want you only to myself."

Gray brushed a stray bang out of Natsu's face and then leaned down to seal their lips in a slow and tender kiss.

Natsu couldn't seem to get enough of their kisses, and if it weren't for Gray pushing them apart resolutely after some minutes, they probably wouldn't have gotten down to business that day at all.

"You're starved for kisses, huh?"

"Well, we have years to make up for."

"We have years to make up for... not only when it comes to kissing."

And with that, Gray reached down to pull at his towel, loosened it even more until it dropped to the floor, pooling around his ankles. Then he thrust his hips against Natsu's, their half hard cocks rubbing against each other's.

"Mmmhhh... You're right. But you haven't answered yet."

"Yes, you can be on top, and yes, we can switch. I was kinda prepared to become a permanent top or a permanent bottom, but I like your idea way better. And about shutting Jellal out—I don't mind. I admit that the thought of being watched is extremely arousing for me, but I don't need it. I only want us to do what you're comfortable with, and if public—or semi-public—sex and being observed isn't something you enjoy, then we won't do it."

"Not saying I never wanna do it... just... not the first time. I quite liked being overheard by Jellal and seen by Lucy, so yeah..."

The pervert grin on Gray's face spoke volumes, and Natsu was sure that if he didn't call Jellal right away, he wouldn't want to anymore. So he pushed Gray away and asked him to climb into bed and under the covers. Gray complied without hesitating. Meanwhile, Natsu wrapped a towel around his hips before opening the window.

"Hey, Jellal! No need to hide anymore! I know you're there. I have a request, so could you please come up here for a bit?"

Jellal stepped out of the shadow of a tree, scowling at Natsu, but still followed his request, entering the room through the window.

"You knew I'm following you?"

Jellal let his gaze wander around Gray's bedroom, frowning at the sight of a shirtless Gray who had his blanket drawn just barely over his crotch.

"Yes. Err, look. Could you give us privacy for... umm, about an hour?"

Natsu checked his watch again to make sure they still had time, and yes, they had. It was still shortly after four p.m.

"You mean you knew all this time that I'm following you and you still did what you did in the Magic Council?"

Jellal looked seriously pissed. Oops.

"Errr... Gray has this kink—"

"Ohh no, you enjoyed it just as much, don't you try to put the blame on me now, flame brain!"

"Yeah, well, okay, we have this kink, we enjoy—"

"Yes, thank you very much, but I think I know what you're talking about even without your explanation. And now you want to spend some quality time alone, huh?"

"Well, yeah."

"Fine." Addressing Gray, he added, "But I need to see you at least once per hour to make sure you're alright. Preferably without having to see your private parts."

"Yessir." Gray mock-saluted.

Jellal rolled his eyes, lifted Natsu's left wrist, pointed at the watch, and said, "I'll be waiting outside without spying on you. Show me your face at five o'clock. If you haven't done so until five past five, I'll make sure to check on you."

Without waiting for an answer, Jellal took the quick way out—through the window. Natsu could hear him muttering, 'Just what did I do to deserve this...' as he hid behind the nearest tree.

"Sex under time pressure, huh?" Natsu mused as he closed the window and the curtains.

"Who says we need to be finished when I show him my face?" Gray asked with a sly smile.

Did he want to...?

"Jellal will probably hand your ass to you, now that he thinks you're doing it to mock him."

"My ass will be in your hands from now on, though," Gray said with a wink.

"Damn right."

Natsu was naked and on the bed in no time, petting Gray like there was no tomorrow. The kisses and touches were needy and rough, degenerating into fights more often than not. They rolled over again and again, pinning each other to the bed to demonstrate dominance. It didn't take long until both were out of breath, rock-hard and rutting against the other in desperate need for friction.

Just when Natsu thought he couldn't take the teasing any longer, Gray was on top, so he reversed their positions in a swift movement, pinning Gray's wrists against the mattress.

He leaned down and whispered, "I want you. Now."

Gray let out a strangled moan. "Lube is in the second drawer."

The nightstand was just out of Natsu's reach, so he needed to shift slightly to retrieve the bottle. Conveniently, there was also a still closed pack of condoms, so Natsu grabbed it, unsure of whether Gray wanted to do it with or without. To Natsu's surprise, the bottle of lube was new.

Hovering over Gray's body, he asked, "Have you never... you know, fingered yourself?"

"I wanted you to be the first to enter there... And you?"

Heat crept into Natsu's cheeks as he admitted meekly, "I... might have... even put some other... err, objects inside..."

Gray's jaw dropped, his eyes glazing over with lust as his erection poked at Natsu's abdomen, leaving a wet spot of pre-cum behind. Okay, so this clearly aroused Gray.

Natsu brought their lips together in a feather-light kiss before he trailed down butterfly kisses along Gray's jaw, his throat, over his chest, and down his abdomen. When he reached Gray's crotch, he nibbled at the skin around the balls and the twitching cock, never once touching them until there was a thick thread of pre-cum connecting the tip to Gray's stomach.

"You're such a tease."

Natsu snuggled his cheek against Gray's hip, putting on a bold face as he said, "I know."

Then he shoved the bottle of lube into Gray's hands, asking him to open it. Just as Gray started to fumble with the cap, Natsu dipped his tongue into the slit of Gray's tip, licking off all the pre-cum like a cat enjoying her milk.

"Ahhh! Y-you... I th-thought you wanted me to o-open this..."

Natsu stopped his caressing only to say in an innocent tone, "I do. Is there a problem?" And then he dove back in, taking Gray's tip into his mouth, sucking with abandon.

"Ass—hhhole, nnghh!"

Smirking made it hard to keep sucking, so Natsu proceeded to lick up and down Gray's engorged shaft, reveling in the muffled moans this earned him.

It took Gray a solid minute to open the lube, but when he was finally done, he shoved it in Natsu's direction rather impatiently.

Preparing Gray was a delicate issue, seeing as he'd never been spread before. It took him a long time to get used to the first finger alone, even though Natsu used an excessive amount of lube to make it as comfortable as possible. After a while, he aimed for Gray's prostate, and the first time he stroked it, Gray screamed in pleasure, but then told him to take it slow, that it was a 'strange' feeling. So Natsu proceeded with caution, rubbing carefully around the prostate, making sure not to touch it directly. From that point on, it didn't take long for Gray to turn into a squirming, moaning mess, begging for more.

Natsu applied more lube, and when his second finger was buried deep inside Gray's ass, Gray asked him in a very shaky voice to tell him of the objects he'd used. It was delightful to watch Gray's reactions as Natsu told him exactly what he'd done to himself already. How he slowly prepared himself with his fingers, how he stimulated his prostate and then slowly proceeded to pleasure himself with dildos, starting out with straight, thin ones. By the time Natsu reached the point where he'd started using curved dildos and vibrators which could stimulate the prostate with deadly precision, he had four fingers buried inside.

Gray begged for prostate stimulation, which Natsu gave readily. The moans that filled the room soon grew erratic, and then Gray's muscles spasmed, squeezing Natsu's fingers tightly.

"Ahhhhh, what—aaahh, god, nnngghhh, Nah—Nahhtsu, what—ssooo good, ah!—What's th-this, i-it feels so—gaaaaah—so incre—ahhhhh—dibly good..."

"Congratulations, that was your first prostate orgasm," Natsu said with a sly smirk, just barely holding back the strong urge to stroke himself.

Still out of breath, Gray protested, "B-but I didn't—"

"Cum? Well, this is called a 'dry orgasm', and it's usually even more powerful than a normal one."

"Sh-shit. Yeah, I k-kinda no-noticed. Sorry. I didn't w-want this t-to end s-so quickly..."

"Why apologize? This isn't over yet. You're still sensitive, see?" Natsu wiggled his fingers, brushing Gray's prostate mercilessly.

"F-fuck, ahhh, this feels... amazing! L-like—ahhh—I could c-come a-again..."

"Yeah, there's no refractory period to prostate orgasms. You can come multiple times until you ejaculate."

"A-and you're calling m-me—ahhh—a p-pervert?"

"Well, gotta know what feels good, right?"

If somebody would've told Natsu a few days ago that he'd be that confident in bed with Gray, he wouldn't have believed it. This was what seeing Gray in the throes of pleasure did to him. Knowing that he was the one who caused Gray pleasure made him even smugger.

Natsu delivered two more prostate orgasms to Gray in short succession, each of them more powerful and vocal than the one before. It was in the middle of the third one that a stone hit Gray's window. When Natsu looked at his watch, he flinched and redrew his fingers at once, urging Gray on to show Jellal that he was fine.

Gray needed Natsu's support to make it to the window successfully. He waved at Jellal and made a 'peace' sign, but received only an eye-roll and a dismissive gesture as a reply.

Natsu threw him back onto the bed and climbed atop, brushing their cocks together in a desperate attempt to ease his raging arousal, but the contact only made matters worse.

"Do me already... please."

"With pleasure. Do you want me to use a condom?"

A bright blush rose on Gray's cheeks when he said, "I'm clean."

"Me, too! D-does that mean...?"

"Yeah. I want to feel you. Come on."

Natsu needed to remind himself to take it slow and be careful. He aligned his cock with the rim of Gray's ass but then thought that he better apply some more lube just in case. He slicked up his member, and when he next touched Gray's entrance, he slipped inside without resistance, encouraged by Gray's heels digging into his ass cheeks.

It was probably advisable to give Gray time to adjust since his cock would reach way farther inside than his fingers ever could, so Natsu stopped when he was halfway in.

"D-don't stop. You've prepared me m-more than enough; s-so give me all you have."

"Sure? Hahhh... I don't know if I'll be able... to hold back any longer..."

Gray's heels dug even deeper into Natsu's ass, making it near impossible not to push all the way inside.

"Y-yes, please, ah, f-fuck me hard, I need it, now!"

That was it. All of Natsu's doubts and inhibitions dispersed at once, and he rammed inside as deeply as he could. It was a good thing he'd used that much lube because this way the friction was reduced to a minimum—he would've come straight away otherwise, given his extremely horny state. He humped Gray without restraint, as fast as he could and always pulling out until only his tip remained inside. Sometimes he even slipped out completely—much to Gray's pleasure, if the way he always moaned twice as loud when Natsu re-entered him was any indication.

Natsu attempted dirty talking, but it was no use—all that came out of his mouth were moans, hitched breaths, and unidentifiable syllables. He managed to shout Gray's name without interruption once or twice, but that was it.

The heat, the friction, Gray's aroused scent, his hands desperately clutching at Natsu's shoulders, the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin—it all amounted to intense pleasure. So intense that Natsu quickly lost all control over his body and came violently inside Gray with a strangled moan, and then blacked out for a moment, slumping against Gray's body.

When he came to, he found Gray caressing his sweaty hair with the one hand, and the other stroking up and down his equally sweaty back.

"That sure was... powerful. I could... feel every spurt... very clearly..."

"Yeah... sorry... that was... short."

A glance at his watch showed him just how short it had been—no more than two minutes. 'Shit. I'm a total failure... And I completely neglected his needs at that...'

With great effort, Natsu pushed himself partly upward, so that he could look Gray in the eye, surprised to be met with a lustful gaze instead of a disappointed one.

"You're so fucking sexy, Natsu... That was mind-blowing."

"But... I came so quick—"

"Honestly, I gave you ten seconds, considering the pace. I still would've loved it. You lasted so much longer than I expected. I enjoyed every second of it."

"You didn't come."

"Not yet."

Gray wiggled his eyebrow suggestively, and Natsu didn't need to be told twice—he reached between their bodies and took Gray's cock in hand, careful to keep his thankfully still hard cock buried in Gray's ass. Natsu pumped Gray in a relentless rhythm, bringing him closer quickly. It became increasingly difficult for Natsu not to slip out, but he tried his best to follow the skittish movements of Gray's hips, which ended up with him thrusting irregularly into Gray.

"Ahh, s-so good, more, do that—ahhhh—again!"

Natsu tried to repeat what he'd done, but it was near impossible with Gray squirming and writhing. So he kept stroking Gray's shaft, going with the twist on the upstroke because that seemed to be something Gray enjoyed. Natsu's post-orgasmic hypersensitivity started to get harder to ignore, and he thought that if Gray wouldn't come soon, he would have to pull out.

"I'm... c-co—ah, ahhhh, Natsu!"

The rest was a jumble of grunts and moans, and Natsu couldn't take his eyes off Gray's blissful expression, even when the underside of his chin was hit with a jet of warm cum.

Gray needed a long time to calm down his breath, and it was no wonder—what he'd experienced must have been a very powerful orgasm, seeing as he'd had three dry orgasms before. There had to be a lot of cum, but Natsu still couldn't take his eyes off Gray's flushed face. 'So sexy.'

"That was amazing. Wow. I don't think I ever came that hard in my life..."

Natsu couldn't help the cocky grin that sneaked its way onto his features. "Well, you've definitely missed out so far if you never had a prostate orgasm. Though I'm amazed you were able to get one on the first try. I needed a year until I finally found the right technique and toy to get me there."

"Holy shit! A year? I'm sure I would've given up after a week."

"Well, luckily I'm more determined than that."

"You're a pervert, is what you are."

"We're a perfect match then."

Gray's expression went soft, and only then Natsu realized just how sappy his last statement was. Sappy, but true nonetheless.

Speaking of 'soft'...

"My penis is shrinking... do you have tissues somewhere close? I'll spoil your beloved bed otherwise."

The glare Gray regarded him with made his hair stand on end, but there was no helping it—he would slip out any second, and if Gray didn't want to dirty his bed, then cum was surely included, right?

"First Drawer," Gray snarled.

Natsu just barely reached it, fetched some tissues and draped them under Gray's ass. As if on cue, Natsu's soft cock slid out, trailing beads of cum behind.

They both cleaned up quickly without uttering another word, and only when Gray wiped his stomach and chest did Natsu notice that his assumption had been right—there was a lot of cum.

When they were back on the bed, Gray's mood was still sour. Natsu tried to appease him with a cuddle, but that didn't work. Gray did reciprocate, but he still scowled.

Natsu couldn't help but smile tenderly, because Gray being miffed over a ruined romantic moment was just too cute. Natsu snuggled closer, enjoying their nakedness and the direct skin contact wherever their bodies touched.

"Gray," he whispered.

He brushed a dark strand aside, letting the back of his hand trail softly over Gray's forehead, down over his cheek until he reached Gray's lips. The internal battle going on in Gray's head showed clearly on his face as he tried and failed to suppress a fond smile.

"You're an idiot."

There was no bite to the insult at all; it rather sounded like a term of endearment to Natsu's ears, which was why he smiled back, removing his hand from Gray's lips.

"Maybe. But I'm your idiot."

And with that, Natsu leaned down to seal their lips in a sensual and slow kiss. Gray seemed to have forgotten his anger by the time they parted, with him chasing after Natsu and letting out a frustrated growl when he couldn't reach him.

Natsu had tried to ignore what was going to happen very soon, but he couldn't anymore. A glance at his watch told him that Gray had only an hour and a half left to live. Although there was still the possibility that penetrative sex would count as 'bond' and thus Gray wouldn't have to die, but how probable was that? A sigh escaped Natsu's lips, earning him a worried and questioning look from Gray.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..."

"Its not nothing. Are you thinking about my death?"

Natsu buried his head in the crook of Gray's neck, and then nodded. Gray's grip around him grew stronger, and his fingers rubbed soothingly over Natsu's shoulderblades.

"I wish there was something I could do to ease your pain... It must be horrible... I can't even begin to imagine what I would do in such a situation... I would've probably lost my mind by now."

"I already lost my mind... on the first day... I snapped, and avenged your death. I killed the one who... did that to you. And I didn't even feel sorry. It felt like... he'd robbed my life of meaning. I wouldn't have given a damn if they'd locked me away for what I'd done..."

By the time he finished talking, tears dripped from the tip of his nose rapidly, wetting the pillow and Gray's hair.

The pressure of Gray's hands on Natsu's back increased to the point where it rather felt like Gray was afraid Natsu would vanish if he didn't hold on to him. It felt so nice being held like that—strongly, but not to the point where it hurt or cut off his airway. Natsu felt loved and cared for, and in that moment he felt deep gratitude to Gray for not judging him, for always being there, for all the nice words and gestures, and also for bringing him back down to earth when he'd snapped earlier.

"When are you writing those diary entries?"

"I'm supposed to write them... after... a-after y-you..."

"Shhh... What do you mean, supposed to?"

"Ultear always l-leaves me an hour t-to write... b-before she turns back time."

"Are you telling me that you always spend an hour next to my dead bo—ah, shit, Natsu, calm down, oh shit, I'm sorry, hey, it's alright, I'm here."

Nothing was alright. Natsu couldn't breathe, couldn't stop trembling, couldn't stop the choked sounds that broke free from his throat, couldn't stop panicking.

'Gray will die again, his heart will stop, he'll forget, and then he'll die again, and he'll forget again, and die again, and again, and again, and I can't do anything, I couldn't do anything six times already, why would—'

"NATSU! Focus on my breath. Breathe in time with me, slowly. In—" he took a deep and slow breath— "and out." Gray exhaled, and just then Natsu noticed that he'd been turned at some point since he was on his back, with his hand pressed against Gray's chest.

Natsu concentrated on the lifting and lowering of Gray's chest, trying to accomodate his own breathing rhythm. It took some time, but with Gray's constant coaxing and the reassuring eye contact that never broke once in the process, Natsu eventually calmed down.

Gray let out a relieved sigh. "You scared me."

"I... um. Sorry..."

"Don't apologize. It wasn't your fault. How about we write a bit?"

Not a bad idea. It was probably the best way to distract Natsu and keep him from glancing at his watch every thirty seconds. Well, a second round would have the same effect, but Natsu didn't feel like it at all, so he was glad that Gray didn't even consider it.

Natsu nodded, and they prepared everything they needed: A pen, some pillows against the headboard, and boxers (they didn't want to write naked). Gray hid Natsu's watch after setting an alarm for the time he'd next need to show himself to Jellal.

They spent the rest of the day writing and talking, collecting ideas. Gray requested Natsu to write down all of their sexual activities somehow. He suggested putting one star in the text for anything non-penetrative and two stars for penetrative sex, with the additional information of who topped in a small bracket behind it. His explanation was that he didn't want Natsu to forget these things. That whenever he read the entries that were usually filled with negative memories, there was at least something that would remind him of all the good things that happened. Like a light in the darkness, one that would hopefully give him hope—a rope to hold on to when he felt like drowning.

Drowning... A very accurate description of the feeling Natsu had when Gray's body suddenly convulsed. A second earlier he'd been snuggling comfortably against Natsu's side, stroking lazily over taut muscles, and just like that, his heart stopped beating again.

How had Natsu ever thought that getting intimate would make any difference?

Being next to Gray's corpse made him sick, but he didn't have the energy to get up and vomit into the toilet, so he ended up puking on Gray's floor—but what did it matter anyway?

Jellal broke into Gray's window a few minutes later, seeing as Gray was overdue. He was shocked to find Gray's dead body lying on the bed, heaved him onto the floor, and tried to perform CPR, but was interrupted by Natsu.

In a croaky voice, Natsu said, "It's useless. Believe me. Just call Ultear and get it over with. Tell her to turn back time immediately. I don't need her additional hour. It's torture to me, and I can't write in that time anyway, so please ask her never to do that again."

Jellal deadpanned. He looked like he wanted to argue, but something in Natsu's face made him shut up and follow the instructions.

Natsu didn't dare look at Gray's corpse as he held his stomach, waiting for his vision to black out.

Natsu's Diary

Day 7:

Gray and me went to the Magic Council to talk to the Oracle. She is a skinny woman with long blond hair. Her name is Lydia, and she has this strange spell surrounding her that makes everyone trust her.

She invited us into her room and performed some weird magic on me which was very painful to me and her. However, she couldn't help us. She said I'm not ready yet and that we shouldn't rely on her. Then she kicked us out.

I became wild and caused (a little bit of) (a huge) destruction. Grays says it was huge. Whatever. He tried to stop me and we wound up fighting. Then soldiers came and we fought them together. They were no big deal. The chairman came and asked what we wanted, so I told him that we want to see Lydia again. He organized a second meeting with her and asked us to wait in a corridor. *

Lydia didn't really explain anything, but she made it quite clear that I either need to trust her, or the whole thing would end in chaos. She also described an alternative path I could take. It sounded horrible, but the most horrible about it was that I was already considering the first step of it, and that I know that such a thing could easily happen. She said I would become obsessed with stopping her somehow and lose sight of my real target. She said it would end up with the world falling into darkness.

There's always the option not to believe her, but Gray and me think that she's trustworthy and that the risk of not believing her is just too high. So I promised her what she wanted me to: Not to come to the Magic Council unless she 'calls' me. Whatever that means. She kept comparing me to an apple tree and saying that she needs to pluck an 'apple' to be able to see past the barricade. She said growing needs time. There's something vital I need to achieve without her help.

Gray and me went back to Magnolia, to Gray's apartment. We spent the rest of the day there. ** (me)

Gray said I should think about the meaning of 'bond' in that prophecy. I sincerely hope that it means having sex. We'll see if that's true in a bit.

(Author: Gray)
Please always keep this in mind: When you succeed in saving me, we'll be able to lead a life as a couple, together with Happy. We can make memories that we both can keep, deepen our relationship. We can wake up next to each other every morning.

We'll probably fight over small things like who does the laundry. I'm already looking forward to that. Think of all the fun we'll have, in bed and otherwise. We'll still fight each other, and we'll push each other to the limits, like we always did. We'll grow stronger because of and for the other. I can't wait to lead such a life.

Whenever you reach the point where you feel like giving up, where you think it's just too much for you to bear, always imagine what will be after you've achieved this goal: Happiness awaits the two of us.

And never forget: I'm always here for you. Please don't hesitate to lean on me.

Mirajane's Notes

Natsu and Gray ran away, leaving a note saying 'take Gajeel and Pantherlily on the mission'. They weren't found and didn't come back.

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A/N: Dry orgasms / prostate orgasms really exist. I know there is nearly no fanfic out there in which a prostate orgasm is ever written that way—they nearly always have a 'normal' orgasm (with ejaculate). That can happen, yes. But in reality prostate stimulation is much more likely to end in a dry orgasm, unless the penis is also stimulated (which will most probably lead to a normal orgasm).

It's different for every man, but all the men who already experienced one (or several) agree that it's more powerful than a normal orgasm (one site even gave a number: '33% more intense', but how can you even measure such a thing?). Some succeed right away (having a helping hand generally increases the chances), some need several tries and muscle training, some even months (or years), and many just give up along the way. The choice of the correct toy (which can differ greatly from one individual to another) is important (prostate orgasm by fingering oneself is very exhausting and rare). The amount of cum released with the next 'normal' orgasm increases with every dry orgasm.

Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy all the other fics, but I enjoy writing realistic scenes more (and let's be honest, multiple (dry) orgasms sound way more fun than ejaculating by prostate stimulation)

I've visited tons of sites to get all this information, but the post that started it all was a post on tumblr.

If you're interested to learn more, please google some of the above used terms or just ask me directly :)