Author's Note: A request for make up sex Gruvia which took me forever to deliver, but here it is. I don't really see Gray and Juvia really getting into such heated arguments, so the context is kinda thin, but eh, oh well. Hope it satisfies!
title: all apologies
rating: M
summary: Because making up is the best part of a fight.
Storming inside their bedroom, Juvia removed the clip from her hair, wavy blue tresses falling over her shoulders as Gray trailed behind her.
"Gray-sama shouldn't have raised his voice like that!" she scowled, placing the clip on the dresser before whirling around with her hands clenched at her sides.
Gray scoffed, jerking his shirt over his head before angrily tossing it aside. "You shouldn't have been so damn friendly with the bastard!"
"He was helping Juvia try on her bridesmaid's dress!"
"He didn't need to get that close!"
"Gray-sama shouldn't have hit him!"
"I wasn't going to let some bastard touch you while I'm there!"
"He wasn't touching Juvia anywhere improper—"
"Oh, so you wanted him to touch you like that?"
"Gray-sama!" she gasped, taken aback.
"You wanted his hands on you?" he growled, stepping towards her until her back pressed against the wall. "Here," his hand firmly grabbed her waist, "and here?" His other hand held the small of her back, pulling her flush against him. "You liked him being this close to you?" he snarled, his breath passing over her face as she looked off to the side.
"H-He wasn't—this close—"
"No one's that naïve, Juvia!"
She flinched, snapping her gaze to his while he glared at her.
"The bastard's hands were practically all over you, and you weren't doing a damn thing to stop it! Just admit it, you wanted him to touch you—!"
"No!"
"—And that's why you were letting it all happen!"
"No!" she shouted, shoving him back. "Juvia loves Gray-sama! Only Gray-sama!"
She glared at him, eyes burning with cheeks flushed dark in anger while he stared at her.
"Juvia doesn't care about anyone else! How could Gray-sama accuse Juvia of this when all Juvia does is tell Gray-sama she loves him! Does he not believe Juvia?! Does she not show him enough?! How could you—"
"—Because you're too good for me, okay?!"
Her eyes widened, her body stilling as she stared at him. "…What?"
He exhaled through his nose, whisking his head away and passing a hand through his hair. "Forget it," he muttered, turning around and walking to the door. "I need some air."
She didn't move, frozen in her spot. By the time she comprehended what he'd said, he had already closed the door behind him.
The sunset had cast warm streaks across the sky when he finally returned. He quietly entered their apartment, unlocking the door and slipping his shoes off.
Juvia was sitting at the dining table, her head bowed with her hands in her lap. When she heard him come in, she swiftly glanced over her shoulder before rushing over to him.
His gaze barely lifted to hers before he felt her hand on his cheek and her lips against his. His eyes widened, stunned as she tenderly caressed his cheek before breaking the kiss and wrapping her arms around his back.
"Juvia's sorry," she mumbled, her voice slightly muffled against his skin as she buried her face in his bare chest. "Juvia didn't mean to be insensitive to Gray-sama's feelings. Juvia should have been more aware and stopped the man to not upset Gray-sama. Juvia's very sorry, please forgive—"
"Juvia," he sighed, resting his chin against her head and placing a hand on the small of her back. "You shouldn't be the one apologizing. You're right, I shouldn't have raised my voice like that, or said all those shitty things to you. I'm sorry."
She lifted her head, taking his face in her hands and pressing a kiss to his lips.
"Gray-sama knows Juvia only loves him, right?" she asked, searching his eyes.
He chuckled bitterly, averting his gaze. "You deserve someone better than me."
She shook her head, kissing his mouth once more. "Juvia doesn't love anyone else."
"…But—"
Pushing herself up on her tiptoes, she pressed her lips against his, giving a soft moan as her fingers curled in his hair. He was still for a moment before she felt his hands on her back, drawing her closer as his mouth slanted and kissed her harder. She made a small sound when his tongue brushed over her lower lip before slipping inside, sliding against hers as she tilted her head. Gradually pulling away, she raised her eyes to his, slowly licking her lips while gently caressing his face.
"Juvia could never love anyone else," she murmured softly, taking his hand and placing it tenderly against her cheek. She nuzzled his palm, humming softly before gliding his hand down her neck, to her chest. "No one else makes Juvia's heart race…" she whispered, resting his hand over her thumping heartbeat, "or makes her so…" She chewed her lower lip, lowering her lashes over her darkening eyes, "…so—"
He kissed her again, stealing her breath as he stumbled her back and pressed her against the wall. She eagerly responded, arching into his chest and opening her mouth for his demanding tongue.
He broke the kiss and pressed his lips to her neck, eliciting a breathless gasp as he sucked on her racing pulse.
"Ah, Gray-sama…" she breathed, sighing as his tongue slid up the curve of her throat. "Only you… make Juvia feel this way—"
She mewled when his hand roughly kneaded her breast, her hand tightly squeezing his shoulder.
"Juvia," he murmured, his voice low while she pressed kisses along his jaw. He turned his head and captured her lips, giving her a searing kiss that made her whimper at the force. "I'm sorry," he panted as he pulled away, resting his hand against her face and brushing his thumb over her cheek.
She nodded gently, leaning into his touch as she placed her hand over his. "Show me," she whispered, tilting her head with alluring hooded eyes.
His heart pounded before he promptly kissed her again, pressing his chest flush against hers. He could feel her back arch as his fingers teased up her spine, grabbing the zipper of her dress before pulling it down. She lowered her shoulders, letting the straps slip down her arms before tangling her fingers in his hair. Her dress slid down her body, falling to the floor and pooling around her feet.
She moaned when his hands grabbed the underside of her thighs, lifting her up and pressing her back to the wall. He grazed his teeth over her lower lip, nipping and tugging before pulling his mouth away. Her hands cupped his face, her breath mingling with his as she leaned her forehead against his and panted.
"Gray…"
"Put your legs around me," he ordered, his voice a low murmur. She happily obliged, using the wall as support as she wrapped one slender leg around his waist followed by the other.
"Here?" she asked, and he smirked at the excitement trembling in her voice.
"You've always wanted me to take you against the wall, right?" he asked, chuckling when her pupils dilated.
"Juvia… said that once," she panted, arching her back as he kissed down the valley of her breasts before taking a nipple in his mouth. "In passing… when she—mm—thought Gray-sama was asleep…"
His tongue swirled around the rosy tip before he vigorously sucked, making her gasp and squirm while her body wiggled against him. He released her nipple with a wet pop and she blushed, moaning as both his hands massaged her breasts and pressed them together.
"I was awake," he told her. "Barely, but I heard you."
"It was… so long ago," she mumbled, shivering when he brushed his thumbs over her nipples. "You… remember?"
He pressed his lips to hers, coaxing her mouth open as his tongue swiftly swerved inside.
"You said you like it when I kiss your neck," he murmured, trailing kisses along her shoulder before following the curve of her throat. She closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side, whimpering softly. "And when I use my teeth." He lowered his head and bit into the swell of her breast, eliciting a mewl as her fingers clutched his hair. "And when I touch you here…" He slipped his hand beneath her panties, stroking her wet folds while she parted her lips and tilted her head back. "How good it feels," he murmured against her neck, "when I fuck you with my fingers."
She moaned when he pushed two fingers inside, pumping them in and out while her legs tightened further around him.
"Oh—" she gasped, trembling as she buried her face in his shoulder and held the nape of his neck. "Ahh—"
Her hips sank against his thrusting fingers, rolling with the jagged rhythm while her breathy moans fanned his neck.
"You told me your fantasies," he added as she gave a strained whimper, digging her nails into his skin, "and how one of them was fucking you against the wall. And—do you remember the other one, Juvia?"
"Gray-sama," she whined, moaning loud when his fingers spread before curling inside her. "Ohh—"
He captured her lips in a ravenous kiss, stifling her moan as he sucked her lower lip. His other hand slipped beneath her leg, running along her thigh while her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.
"Mm," he growled as he pulled away, watching her pink tongue dart out and wet her lips. She dazedly met his eyes, her cheeks flushed a shade darker while ragged breaths escaped her. "What was that other one, Juvia?"
"Ah—" she breathed, her chest heaving as she reached behind her and ran her hand down the wall. "It… it was—" She squeezed her eyes shut, crying out when his thumb pressed into her clit in small, fast circles. "Gray-sama—"
"Make up sex," he finished, and she nodded rapidly before moaning into his neck.
"Please—" she pleaded, shoving her hips against his long fingers as her hand gripped the side of his neck.
"Are you close?" he asked quietly. Her body shuddered, tightening around his fingers and grinding against his hand.
"Mmm—" she moaned, pressing her lips to his neck and sucking vigorously. He groaned and shifted his tempo, eliciting a staggered whine from the girl as she pulled her mouth away and hugged him tight. "Ah—Ahh—"
"No one else makes you feel this way, right?" he growled, and she stumbled a nod. "No one else gets you off like this?"
"Gray-sama—"
Her body arched as she tilted her head back, crying out. She was so close, so close—
He suddenly pulled his fingers out and her eyes snapped open, whipping her face to his.
"Gray—" she hissed, but then her breath hitched when he sucked his fingers clean before flipping over the catches of his belt and kicking his pants off his legs.
"Keep your eyes on me," he ordered, jerking her panties down her legs. Juvia bit her lip, struggling to follow his command as a thick heat pressed against her inner thigh. Her mind was still hazy, slowly comprehending his words, but she didn't miss the affection in his eyes when he took her face and pressed a light kiss to her lips.
"Juvia," he said quietly, and she gasped sharply when he began inching himself inside. "I… love you, you know that?"
Her eyes glistened before she cupped his face, scattering kisses across his cheeks. "I love you too," she whispered with a strain, moaning softly as he slid himself out before pushing back in. "Oh, Gray-sama… please—"
"I want you to scream my name," he rumbled against her neck, making her whimper at the sound. "Scream it so loud everyone in Fiore will know you're mine."
He suddenly thrust forward, hard and deep, and she cried out, arching her chest against his. She panted heavily, closing one eye with a whimper when he began rocking his hips fast against hers.
"Gray-sama—" she moaned, tightening her legs around him when he kissed her neck and kneaded her breast. His thrusts were sharp and precise, knowing exactly which areas to hit to get a rise out of her. He pushed her harder into the wall, her back sliding up and down against it as her hips followed his wild rhythm.
She pressed her lips to his, tilting her head and moaning into his mouth. Her lips parted for his demanding tongue, swerving inside her mouth and sliding against hers while her fingers pulled at his hair. She caressed his face when he pulled away and grit his teeth, hitching her higher against him. His name slipped from her lips in a breathy mantra, coming higher and louder the faster he moved.
The heels of her feet dug into his lower back, her nails following soon after as they sank into his shoulders. He groaned at the sensation, kissing her lips and pounding harder against her. Her fingers weaved through his hair as she sucked on his tongue, fervently returning his kiss until he leaned away. She met his half-lidded gaze while he lifted the corner of his mouth, flashing a small grin before moving his head lower and ravishing her chest.
His hand fell to her back as he angled her against him, leading her hips away from the wall and sinking her shoulders into it. Juvia moaned loudly, feeling him hit deeper inside as delicious shivers rode along her spine. His other hand roamed along her body, up her side and down the middle of her breasts, gliding over her stomach before running along her hip and squeezing her ass. She mewled and shuddered at his cold touch, sweeping her tongue over her upper lip while her own fingers explored his chest and dipped between the crevices of his defined muscles.
He placed both hands against the wall before pushing harder into her, rocking his hips back and forth and releasing a guttural growl from his lips. She pressed herself flush against him as her arms wrapped around his neck, her lips trailing along his cheek before capturing his mouth.
"Gray-sama—" she moaned against his lips when she pulled away, leaning her forehead against his with her hand on his cheek. She sucked in a breath as she ground against him, moving her body in rhythm with his. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he growled, taking her hand and lacing his fingers through hers. He banged their hands against the wall when she squeezed around him, eliciting a low grunt while she cried out.
"Gray—" she whined, panting hot breaths in his ear that sent chills down his spine. "Gray-sama—ahh—"
"Again," he growled, angling his hips and thrusting deep inside. "Say it again."
She screamed at the force, desperately clutching the back of his hair. "Gray—Gray—Gray—"
He pumped faster, pierced harder, moved rougher. Her thighs were beginning to tremble and she moaned at his skin slapping loud against hers, over and over and over.
"I love you—" she murmured in a strained moan, feeling a powerful pressure building up. She vaguely felt him take her wrists in one hand and pin them to the wall before his mouth covered hers in a hungry kiss. He kissed her zealously, longingly as his mouth moved against hers, entrancing her with lips, teeth and tongue.
His hand palmed her breast and she whimpered, kissing him harder when he squeezed. Then his fingers glided lower, slipping between her legs, and her hips bucked against his when he swiftly stroked her clit.
She whined against his mouth, her wrists struggling against his hand's grip, but he adamantly kept their lips locked, stifling her moans. His mouth slanted while his tongue tangled with hers, and he kept kissing her until he felt her body trembling against his. He pulled away and her lips remained parted, a thin strand of saliva lingering between them.
"Gray…" she uttered from her kiss-swollen lips, bruised and tinted red from friction. He kissed her cheek before whispering dirty words in her ear, his fingers wrapping tighter around her budging wrists as she squirmed and bit her lip. Her eyes shut tight before she suddenly jerked against him, grinding her hips and crying out her name. Her release washed over her, her legs falling limply around him as his hand moved from her center to caress her thigh.
"Gray-sama…" she murmured softly, and he kissed her, groaning into her mouth and pumping a few final thrusts. She could feel his muscles contract against her before he growled her name, clenching his jaw and grunting as he hit his climax.
His body pressed against hers while her arms hung loosely around his neck, their chests rising and falling as they caught their breath. Juvia rested her cheek against his shoulder, eyes half-lidded and weary while Gray passed a hand through her hair.
"Juvia loves you…" she whispered as he edged them off the wall, securing his arms around her waist and walking to their bed. "So… much…"
He lowered her to the mattress, tossing the covers over her before brushing her hair away from her face. "I know."
"Gray-sama…" she mumbled, catching his hand when he turned to leave. "Stay…"
He looked at her, eyes dark and concentrated on her face. She smiled weakly at him, brushing her thumb over the back of his hand before closing her eyes. He settled in quietly beside her, slipping beneath the comforter and drawing her to him. A content sigh slipped passed her lips as she nestled into his warmth, resting her cheek against his lulling heartbeat.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, and she shook her head, pressing a soft kiss to his skin.
"Juvia already forgave you," she murmured quietly, relaxing her body against his. "It's okay."
"Juvia…"
"You listen to me," she whispered, tracing the guild mark on his chest with her finger, "even when Juvia thinks you aren't. And you remember, even if Juvia wasn't directly talking to you. Juvia… feels loved, Gray-sama. She knows you would never mean to hurt her." She hummed, snuggling closer to him and resting her palm by her face. "Gray-sama loves Juvia, and Juvia loves Gray-sama. That's all we need to know."
He remained silent, looking down to her peaceful face. "That easy, huh?"
"Mhm," she nodded, yawning quietly. "That easy."
As she fell into slumber, her chest slowly rising and falling, Gray silently studied her face. He didn't know what he did to deserve her, but he knew he'd be willing to spend the rest of his life making it up to her.
Lifting the corner of his mouth, he glanced over his shoulder, looking to the top drawer of his nightstand. Within it was a small velvet box, containing a glimmering engagement ring inside.
Turning back to the girl in his arms, he brushed his thumb against the small of her back, pressing a chaste kiss to her head.
Tomorrow. He'd ask her first thing tomorrow.
