OFFICER JUVIA

Juvia was walking down the cellblock. She smiled. She was wearing her police uniform. Not a normal police uniform, however. She wore her stockings, knee-high boots, ample cleavage, and no underwear. Her badge had the Fairy Tail insignia. It wasn't the first time she found herself in such a situation. Her imagination ran even wilder at night, and her dreams tended to be about the same topics. She had been a maid, a lawyer, a teacher… and a cop a few too many times. With time, she had learned to expect these dreams. And to enjoy them as much as she could.

Cell number 413. That was it. She peeked through the bars and saw him, sleeping, covered. She couldn't wait. But before that, she had something else to do. It had become a little custom. She turned around, the cell right in front of it. She hit the bars a couple of times, and she woke up, standing up. Lucy Heartfilia. Her love rival. She was wearing the pants of her prison uniform, a simple white shirt, and her hair on pigtails. She looked at her with a smile.

"Come on, Lucy. You know the drill" she was so excited.

Lucy nodded and walked up to the bars. She pressed her body against them, firmly placing her face in between two bars, and one of those, in between her two breasts, which stuck out a little. Juvia grabbed her wrists and took her hands out of her cell, placing them together under her breasts. Then, she took one of the two handcuffs she carries with her, and chained her hands out. Juvia caressed her face, and Lucy looked at her happy.

"You know why Juvia has to do this, right?"

"So that I can't touch myself, and you're the only one who gets anything out of him" she was so confident in saying it. If only the real Lucy understood that.

Juvia grabbed Lucy's shirt, which was so short it didn't cover her belly button, and raised it, exposing her naked breasts. They were very big. She made Lucy bit the edge of her shirt, so that she'd keep it raised, and her chest shown. Then, Juvia began groping her. Lucy squirmed a bit, but kept holding her shirt up. Juvia began sucking on her nipples, and could feel Lucy trembling against the bars. She stopped.

"And remember, no touching!"

Lucy nodded and affirmed, without uttering a word. Juvia walked confidently to the bars of the other cell, and knocked on them. This is when the real fun started.

But then, something unexpected happened. The cell was still chilly, yes. And the inmate was still an attractive, muscular man, who had forsaken his shirt entirely and was only wearing his pants. But it wasn't her beloved Gray-sama. It was Lyon who was standing inside his cell. Juvia was so shocked she jumped backwards, with her back against Lucy's bars. Juvia could feel her breathing quickening, and her face getting redder. Even in her own dream. Her eyes couldn't stop looking at Lyon's chiseled body, his inquisitive eyes looking at her. She looked to the side, where the prisoner version of Lucy was still bound. She looked as surprised as her. "Of course", thought Juvia, "She's just a figment of Juvia's imagination". But then again, so was Lyon, and he didn't seem surprised to be there.

"Well? What is it, Officer Juvia?"

Juvia didn't know what to do. It had always been Gray there. No exceptions. But now… why Lyon? She found him attractive, sure, but she didn't love him. Juvia planned what to do. If he was there… her subconscious had to have placed him for a reason. She'd play along. She coughed and calmed down, then walked up to his cell. She looked at him, and he returned her look. She rubbed one of the bars, and indicated him to get closer using her finger.

Lyon pressed himself against the bars, just like Lucy had done. He seemed rather nervous. That was how Juvia had seen him most of the time, after all. She could feel his cold, now. Seeing him shirtless, so close… perhaps it wasn't so bad to switch it up. She placed her finger on his neck and began sliding it down, licking her lips. When her finger was at his chest, she began kneeling, too, to keep her finger at the same height as her face. When her finger reached his pants, she grabbed them, firmly, and pushed him closer still against the bars. She smiled, and he looked down, nervous. Both of her hands unzipped him, letting the pants fall.

A nice, big erection stood in front of her, dangling in between the cell bars. She bit her lips. So far, it was very similar to the scenarios where the inmate was Gray. She tightened her police cap, opened her mouth, and began sucking on him. Her mouth felt chilly, an awesome feeling that Gray always caused. Lyon grasped the bars, breathing, looking down at her. She looked up, tilting her cap slightly to get a good view on him. He looked nervous and adorable, as opposed to Gray-sama's authoritative and dominant demeanor. Her head went up and down, all over his shaft, as her hands pressed his legs closer, against the bars.

She heard some metal clinging behind her, and took a peak, without releasing Lyon from her mouth. Lucy looked, blushing, her hands seemingly trying to get back inside her own cell, but the handcuffs prevented it. Juvia smiled, and tried to make more noise. She had learned her lesson. The first time she had this dream, Lucy began masturbating and Gray complimented her. She couldn't have more of that in her wet dreams. Those were for her and Gray… or Lyon, apparently.

Her mouth was watering. All of her body was water, but now, what was on her mouth was saliva, lots of it, as she licked and sucked all over him. Lyon breathed heavily, as his dick kept getting slobbered, disappearing inside Juvia's lips or rubbing against her face. He did nothing, letting the officer do whatever she wanted. And she knew what she wanted, now. She stood up, rubbing the bars of Lyon's cell, and kissed him. His lips tasted so cold… yet, somehow, they were different from Gray's.

She slipped her leg inside, and he grabbed it, with his other hand grabbing her ass. Juvia's hands caressed his white hair, and pushed them together. They were so close… yet still separated. So hot. It was both hot and cold, just the way she liked it. The iron bars pressed against both of their bodies, and still she could feel Lyon's naked torso, and legs… And she also felt his manhood sliding inside her. He was still inside his cell. She was on the hallway. And, even then, the two began fucking.

Lyon thrust, and pushed her closer. Juvia did the same. She had no trouble to keep her balance, even if she was only standing on a single leg, that had absurdly long high heels for a proper officer uniform. Juvia laughed, to herself, as she began groping Lyon's butt. Of course it wasn't a proper officer uniform. She moaned directly inside his mouth, and he bit her lip.

The constant clacking of Lucy's cuffs just made her hornier. She kept grinding, but Lyon was starting to take the lead, moving her hips and ramming her. She began biting his lips, and clawing him. She could dig her nails as hard as she wanted, after all, he was merely an illusion. Her other cuffs on her belt also went rhythmically with their humping. Juvia considered them her chorus.

Juvia took Lyon's hands, who looked at her confused, and she made him grab her shirt. She made him tear her shirt apart, making her buttons to go flying. She kept it on, but now her breasts were exposed to him. He began groping her, and Juvia tried to slide them inside his cell, as she began grinding again. His hands seemed glued to her chest, but his mouth went from her own to her breasts. Juvia placed her cap correctly again, and grabbed his hips, to push him deeper.

Her own moans had overshadowed any other noise. The thrusting, the clacking, the breathing, everything. Lyon held her breasts like treasure, but they were now locked in a kiss, as the penetration sped up. Juvia's body seemed like it was about to melt anytime, her sex dripping wet. She couldn't let those bars keep separating them. She slid out of him and reached out for her keys.

They weren't there. Juvia couldn't believe it. She searched, fast. Maybe they had fallen inside Lyon's cell? No. Maybe inside Lucy's? No. Oh no. What could she do? She always carried the keys. In her other dreams. They weren't there. Was she really forced away from Lyon?

"Officer Lockser… may I help you?"

That voice. She'd recognize it anywhere. She turned back, and he was there. So close. Gray-sama. Wearing nothing but a police cap and pants, and with her keys dangling from his fingers. He was smiling. Juvia felt a sudden moment of shame, covering her nipples. Then she realized this was still a dream, and there could only be one reason for Gray to be there, so she stopped, looking at him, dumbfounded. Now this was really turning into a dream.

Lyon looked at Gray, firmly, while Lucy's eyes widened. Juvia could easily see her biting her shirt harder, and her hands desperately trying to get backs inside her cell. Gray walked straight to her, but still, the hand that didn't hold the keys reached out inside Lucy's cell and caressed her cheek, which made her love rival purr and blush, although she didn't stop biting. "Juvia won't forget that"

"Officer Juvia… you apparently dropped these"

Gray-sama was so close. He dropped the keys on her hand. Her eyes and mouth were open wide, marveling at his incredible physique. Lyon was attractive, yes. But Gray… there was nothing that could compare to him. Juvia grabbed his back and kissed him. Yes. Yes, that was it. His mouth, his tongue, his lips, his breath was cold, but it wasn't like Lyon's. It was different. It was unique. Gray's strong hands groped her butt. She squirmed just from that. She only stopped looking and caressing her lover for a couple of seconds, which she used to look directly at Lucy's eyes and flick her forehead. She tried to kiss Gray as loudly as she could, trying to show the blonde her tongue, playing with Gray's. She seemed notoriously mad. Juvia enjoyed it immensely. Then, Gray held her hips and held her up, against Lyon's cell.

Her feet couldn't touch the ground, and her eyes were directly on Gray's, which looked up at her, cockily. Then, she felt another pair of cold hands, groping her body. Lyon! She had almost forgotten about him. She tried to look behind shoulder, but she only caught the smallest glimpse of him. Lyon's hands pulled her skirt up. Juvia breathed heavily, wanting to know what her dream had in store for her.

She felt Lyon penetrating her behind. She silenced her own moan. She was sure it would have hurt more in real life, but in her dreams, it was only pleasure. Her legs kicked a little, when she saw Gray dropping his pants on the floor. She moaned, purely in anticipation, as his dick also slid inside her, but Gray did it on her sex, and she moaned out of pleasure as well.

Her legs instinctively wrapped around Gray's butt. The two Ice Mages began thrusting. Her lovely, dear Gray-Sama fucked her from the front, with his hands groping her breasts, and his mouth sucking on her neck. Lyon fucked her from behind, grabbing her hips, with his mouth sucking on her shoulder. The two pressed her against the bars of the cell, and she soon lost control of her body and her moaning. Her whole body felt their icy touch, the chill on her spine.

She caught a glimpse of Lucy's eyes, looking at her, filled with the purest envy. But the Ice Mages weren't for her. Sorry, love rival. She'd remember to include a dream-Natsu for her the next time, but now, it was all about her, Gray-Sama, and Lyon. Her legs tried to push Gray closer, as did her hands. His hands were still on her tits, playing with her hard, cold nipples, while his mouth finally began playing with hers. Their two caps hit each other, almost making them fall, but Gray threw his aside, and placed Juvia's correctly on her head again. She blushed even more.

She couldn't help but notice the bars being all slippery due to her water body being constantly rubbed against it. Her body tilted forward and backward depending on whom thrust harder, Gray or Lyon. From her position all she could do was timidly grinding against the two. Juvia moaned more. Letting go. That's all she could do. Letting go and let her dream fulfill her.

After more time than she could recollect, Gray slipped out of her, as did Lyon. She looked at the white haired mage. He was covered in sweat, or maybe even Juvia's water, she couldn't tell. Still, he was recovering his breath. Gray made her look at him again. Juvia was always willing to look at him. He walked back, and pressed his back against Lucy's cell. Her love rival looked at him with lustful eyes. Then he grabbed her head, and made her bend over. The first thing she did was sliding his dick inside her mouth. The second was making Gray walk a couple steps to the side, away from Lucy, much to her disappointment. Her cuffs still prevented her from getting closer.

She began sucking him. She loved his taste so much. He was very girthy, but Juvia would still swallow him whole, which made Gray bite his lips and moan, grinding his hips, making him go deeper. His hands alternated between moving her blue hair to the side, so they could look each other in the eyes, and placing her cap correctly on her head, given all the times it was almost about to fall off. Gray's eyes gave her their full attention. Juvia was sure he had to be thinking she was beautiful. "Or that's what the real Gray-sama would be thinking, anyways"

Her skirt dropped to the floor, and she felt Lyon penetrating her sex. The surprise made her wrap her lips tighter around Gray's dick. The hallway was just long enough for the two of them to be resting against a cell, even if on Gray's case it was his back, and on Juvia's, just her butt. Juvia was unsure. She was pretty sure the hallway was wider at first… but then again, it was a dream. It wasn't all that weird things could change just for her.

Lyon's hands were the only part of him outside his cell, and they clutched Juvia's waist like a treasure, as he kept ramming her. She could hear his effort. Every time he thrust, she was pushed closer towards Gray, swallowing him deeper, while her beloved also grabbed her face, and thrust too. She was once again swinging from a side to the other, determined by the Ice Mages, and she was more than happy to be their naughty plaything. It's why they were there, after all. Even Lucy.

She had to take Gray out of her mouth every now and then, just to breathe, but she made sure to be even sloppier once he was back inside. Her hips were trying to get closer to Lyon, but the bars made it impossible. It was frustrating, but she still enjoyed the dynamic. Her hands hugged Gray's hips, loving them, as much as she loved him. Gray pulled her out and kissed her, again. Her dear Gray-Sama… how much she loved him.

Gray took off her shirt, too, and gave her breasts another sucking. She laughed, and began looking in their clothes until she found her keys. Phew. She turned around, looking at the delicious Lyon, and she opened his cell. She walked in, confidently, smiling, when a pair of firm cold hands grabbed her from behind.

It was all so quick. Gray laid on Lyon's cell, not even bothering to close behind him. He had grabbed Juvia and sat her on top of him, sliding his dick inside her butt. Juvia would've yelled, but she instinctively grabbed Lyon and began sucking him from the most privileged of all thrones, Gray. Now it was Lyon who rested his back against the bars, holding them, letting Juvia suck him at her own pace, which was dictated by Gray's humps under her.

She caught a glimpse of Lucy, who was looking at her with her biggest puppy eyes and pointed at her own cell door with her head. Juvia simply giggled to herself and kept sucking on Lyon, looking at his mysterious eyes, while she enjoyed Gray's love. She spat on him and sucked him, causing him to tremble and laugh. Gray-sama laughed as well. The cold erection in her mouth seemed on the brink of explosion.

Juvia rested her back against Gray's muscular torso, squirming as she felt his whole body pulsating as he kept ramming her. Her hand, which still held Lyon's member, moved her in between her legs. He obviously knew what she wanted, as he was a mental illusion after all, and penetrated her sex, laying on top of her.

She was in the middle of a beautiful Ice Mage sandwich, and she was her main course. Lyon, on top of her, kissed her passionately in his own, particular, more timid way, while he held her knees to keep them spread open. Meanwhile, Gray kept pounding her ass, while his hands played with her breasts. Juvia simply danced in between the two, completely frozen, but mesmerized. Some always accused her of being dreamy, of being too imaginative. If they knew what her dreams were like, they'd understand.

Gray slapped her breasts, making her happy, and she stood up, with Lyon doing the same. She turned around, to look at her lovely Gray, and began riding him, looking at him. Gray slapped her breasts, which made her moan and twitch from pleasure every single time. It didn't take long for Lyon to penetrate her ass, too, behind her.

She grinded against both of them. Lyon grabbed her shoulders behind, and kept pushing, while Gray groped her breasts and slapped them, rhythmically. Lyon began slapping her butt, too, after he noticed how much she liked it. One of Gray's hands eventually moved up to slap her in the face. Her smile showed her happiness.

Her tired breathing was cold because of the Ice that she loved so much. Her thighs were twitching. She knew it was coming to an end. Lyon grabbed her hair, which made her cap fall to the side and rammed harder, much more firmly. Every time he went in, his hips slapped against her butt, her whole body shook, and she moaned. After a couple of thrusts, she felt his load, filling her. Gray was doing nothing there, letting the two go at their rhythm. Lyon kept caressing her body as he kept releasing his seed. Then, when he was done, he slipped out, and sat against the bars, covered in sweat, smiling, winking, and looking at her. Juvia looked at him, tenderly, thanking him for his love, when a familiar cold hand grabbed her chin and made her look at Gray-Sama's cold eyes. He had a confident smile.

"I love you, Officer Juvia"

"Juvia loves you, Gray-Sama!"

The two hugged, and he began ramming her, kissing her deeply, filling her mouth with his tongue. His strong, cold tongue, which made her body weaker than it was already. His hands played with her hair, getting it messy, and that made his smile wider. He slapped her face, and then her breasts.

Gray was starting to go a bit slower, and Juvia's thighs tried their best to keep him there, forever, even after the dream was over. Gray turned around, letting Juvia on her back, and getting on top. He held his erection and jerked off over her leg, coming on it. Juvia knew the real Gray liked her legs, and she appreciated her subconscious making the illusory one the same. She kissed him, as he finished, before he penetrated her again.

Juvia kissed him, hugged him, and pushed him closer to him. Each and every one of his thrusts tried to keep her pinned against the floor, but she'd make no attempt to get free. That dream jail was her freedom. She silenced her moan completely on Gray's mouth, and something inside her imploded.

Her whole body turned into water, or at least that's what it felt like. Her noise would've been enough to wake up every inhabitant of Dream Prison, but Gray's mouth contained all of it, so the only proof of her orgasm was the twitch of her legs and the wetness of her sex, something that was only her loved Gray-sama's pleasure.

And then she woke up. Her whole bed was covered in water, and she felt dehydrated. She smiled, satisfied. There was no better feeling than waking up to an orgasm. She hugged her pillow, thinking about Gray once again.

"Some day… some day it won't be a product of Juvia's imagination"