A/N: I felt like writing something dirty so I did. Thanks to everyone who sent me sweet messages about my mom and brother. They are both fine (my mom was vacuuming the house two days after the accident... ._.) and I'm okay now with them on the path of healing. I have returned. lol. The next chapter of Licking Flames is in the works! So y'all don't think I'm slacking off. Also, tonight I went to see Mavis Staples and Bob Dylan perform. TEARS. anyways, I don't know when, if I even do, turn this Cold Excalibur thing into a story. I keep getting asked and I still don't know ha ha. No songs in this one, just some light smut.

Warning: because people are stupid, this contains males having sex. I don't sugar coat shit so kiss my ass and take the nearest exit AKA my foot up your ass if you have a problem with it. :) I apologize for misspellings and that is all. :P

JULY 13 2016- I just realized FF ate some of my words on here so I've edited it. Sorry for the run on sentence, it made me cringe when I found it.


For some reason, for the whole damn day, Natsu couldn't keep Gray's hands off him. He couldn't keep Gray off him period much to the amusement of the other members of the band. Natsu, and this soured him to no end, could count everyone's toes and fingers (including his) twice on how many times Gajeel told them to 'get a room'. And everyone could count the windows of the empire state building twice on how many times Natsu has used 'fuck' in a sentence today, mostly the phrase went by 'fuck off' , 'fuck you', or 'fucking kiss my fucking ass'.

And then Gray who so helpfully added 'with pleasure.' gahh. A pink brow twitched irritably as hands roamed for the millionth time over his chest and down his sides. "No matter how many fucking times you touch me, I will still feel the same." Natsu hissed and shoved Gray's hands off him. Before the singer could reach for him again, Natsu brought a well trained leg up and allowed his foot to sink in the sensitive flesh of Gray's unprotected stomach. The satisfying sound of air getting choked up in lungs hit Natsu's ears like wonderful, beautiful music.

Everyone else in the limo winced. "Dude... princess. Quit fucking with your body guard yo." Loke smartly suggested to Gray who was now hunched over in his seat with his arms crossed over his stomach. It was a desperate attempt to keep his guts from spilling out over the lint free floor of the black sleek, stretched vehicle.

Natsu closed his eyes and crossed one leg over the other and laced his arms over his chest with a look of calm serenity. Today he ditched the standard black uniform he usually wore and instead donned a very expensive crisp Armani suit. Black slacks fitted nicely over the swell of his thighs and calf muscles and the black suit jacket was neatly covered over the white collard shirt (black and white checkered tie included) that hugged a defined torso and rippling biceps. Black plain toe tie shoes with an inch of heels completed Natsu's fresh attire. The other body guards, Elfman, Pantherlily, and Scorpio wore similiar garments and the reason why is because Cold Excalibur are on their way to the AMA's but the band themselves refused to dress up and remained in their normal street wear although Mirajane made them tidy up just a bit.

Gajeel wore his black ripped jeans and a short sleeved black button up shirt that displayed his rippling muscles without hiding even an inch of hard flesh. He pulled his long hair up with a tie, kept his piercings in, and rocked a new pair of black faded armani boots. Lyon went for his white skinny jeans, a grey low v neck shirt with a simple black short vest over it with his silver hair in its natural spikes, and his feet covered in slip on brown loafers. Loke wore his leg hugging sky blue capris which were rolled up neatly at his calf. An olive green button down short sleeved shirt was tucked in the pants and a tan brown belt looped around his trim waist. The sleeves of his shirt were flower printed instead of the solid olive green color the actual shirt was and his feet were covered up with black ankle boots.

And then Gray. The lead singer would slay hearts at the ceremony with his half exposed body peeking out from his chosen outfit. Black baggy jeans held up by a thick white, black studded belt were tucked in at the ankles to a pair of heavy knee high thick black lace up boots. His shirt was only a black high collar with white trim top that refused to stay closed and revealed his sculpted eight pack and prominent muscles that flexed each time he moved. Not that Natsu ever watched the twitching muscles when they did. The singer's long, spiky onyx hair refused to listen to anyone and remained a sexy mess atop of his head.

Really, the men all looked delicious enough to devour so if only Natsu would let Gray eat his meal. He's been famished, for what, almost a full 365 days and was starting to go crazy without his fill. Natsu might not of noticed he didn't hide his emotions wells and that Gray was always acutely aware of his reactions whenever he pushed up against him or touched him, and that Gray enjoys the reaction he gets, the blushing face, the stuttering words, but most of all, the slow submission Natsu started to deflate. In the beginning he used to run from Gray's arms but now lets himself be held for a short time before gently freeing himself unlike nearly breaking Gray's arms off. Those heated stares Gray gave him in which had him ducking down to avert eye contact now edge him on in a staring contest. Natsu never wins but he does expose himself to Gray in those little moments. So basically all the signs Gray needs he has but the thing about Natsu is that he's like a curious cat that allows itself to show vulnerability before reverting back to its stealthy, mysterious self when the attention it seeked it gets. Although it's really Gray who's the attention seeker... the point is Natsu, at least at times, returns (in a very subtle manner) the want Gray has. So AMA's or not, Gray was taking his full meal tonight. No eighty-six or nothing, no take backs or returns- Natsu was going to enjoy being his main course damn it.

"Okay crew, we're here." Scorpio announced cheerfully. "Mirajane has our seats saved so wave at the cameras, play nice, and then go to your seats like good little boys 'kay?"

Gajeel snorted and pocketed his phone which had been in use for the whole ride. "Oi keep a muzzle on your mutt." the drummer barked at Loke who nodded seriously, like it was the President himself who had just given him an order.

Scorpio looked miffed until Loke dragged him in for a sinful kiss. Gajeel rolled his eyes. "That ain't what I meant! Arh whatever. I'm opening the door." he warned before throwing the door open, nearly hitting the limo driver who had parked and run around the long car in order to open the door for the band. By that time Loke had already pulled away from the red and white haired body guard.

"Behave mutt," the bass player teased with a flirty wink.

"Gag." Lyon dead panned and followed Gajeel out onto the pavement and into the air of the screaming crowd. Elfman moved aside to let Natsu go next but before Natsu could, he was dragged back down and out of sight before anyone could see him.

"Wha-?" the pink haired man squawked and stared up at Gray who had a strong grip on the back of his shirt.

"Gray-"

"Give us ten minutes. Tell Mira there was a, uh, minor issue and that involves my personal body guard to stay with me in the limo for a few extra minutes." the singer gushed out and earned a disapproved frown from the head body guard.

"I'm not lying to my sister! So un-manly." Elfman retorted sounding almost disgusted by the thought of deceiving his older sister.

Gray rolled his eyes. "Just hurry up and go, we'll be right behind you."

This time Natsu spoke up. "What the hell! We're going now you stupid brat or else we'll be late!"

Elfman looked down at Natsu with a polite smile. "Actually Natsu, we're good on time. However no horsing around Gray so lets go."

"That really isn't my point..." Natsu grumbled before making a series of displeased shocked noises after he was tugged up and yanked straight into Gray's warm lap.

"Ten minutes," the singer demanded. "I'm fucking him in that time slot with or without you here." Gray promised Elfman who flushed a deep crimson.

"Jesus such foul language! Five!" the beefy man growled before slipping out the limo. He slammed the door shut before anyone could glimpse inside. Natsu stared at the closed door with a half scowl and incredulous look.

"WHAT KIND OF JOKE IS THIS?!"

Gray smirked and hugged Natsu around his waist all the while thanking for the invention of tinted windows. "Shhh don't be so loud."

"FUCK YOU! LET ME GO!"

Outside, Elfman quickly informed the driver, of course with his own version, and told the man to stay on post before he made his way towards the grand entrace, face still burning red.

Meanwhile inside the limo, Natsu's heart suffocated his chest and his eyes were stuck blown wide as Gray plundered his mouth with his velvety tongue. The singer's hands gripped the swell of his concealed ass and squeezed the mounds like putty. Natsu felt nervous and hot, and excited at the same time sitting in the lap of his baggage. The lap that most definitely had a somethin-somethin protruding out from it. Natsu would know, his ass cheeks nearly swallowed the thing Gray had him so far down on his lap.

"Gray, stop it you damn brat!" Natsu protested in a slight panicked tone. His hips burned from Gray's palms and his own dick was suddenly sprouting like a flower in spring. "This is not profe-" Natsu doesn't know how it happened, but suddenly Gray's hand is down the front of his pants and his deft fingers are curling around his more than hard life itself dick. "Ahghh! St-stop touching, no touchy!" Natsu tried to peel those damn fingers off despite enjoying them on his sensitive skin, but he didn't get far because Gray used his other hand to yank his head up and smash their lips together roughly. The kiss became a blur and fog seemed to envelope Natsu's mind. Gray's lips were soft and moist, and cool and soothing against his. Vaguely he started to feel skin on skin but Gray's tongue was long and licked in all the right places inside of his mouth distracting him from the world of reality. And when that devilish tongue introduced itself to Natsu's neck, Natsu completely melted. He would curse himself later but for now, he was enjoying himself.

Rolling his hips down, Natsu brought his hands up to cage Gray's face and tipped the singer's head up from his neck and clasped their lips together enthusiastically. The fog intensified and Natsu lost track of his mind until it came back like a snap from a rubber band after he felt fingers delving dangerously close to his Do-Not-Enter entrance. Damn this sneaky brat. Sucking his tongue to distract him... Natsu snatched himself back and flushed when he found himself still stuck in Gray's lap. "Get your hands out my pants and get your fingers away from my ass now before I snap them like-"

"Shut up." it happened so fast ya know, first he was fine and dandy in the singer's lap and the next he's pinned underneath said singer who has suddenly transfigured into a sexy bossy turn on man human god creature thing. Gray's hair fell halfway into his dark gel eyes as he stared down at Natsu. His shirt was flapped open and dangling down, the corners tickling Natsu's face. But what got Natsu really was the thick meaty flesh poking out from the waist band of Gray's pants and hung low touching Natsu's unbuttoned slacks- when the fuck did they get unclasped? Not important at the moment, however what was is the fact he was just disrespected by a minor (anyone younger than him is a damn minor) and although it turned him on, there was no way-

"What the fuck are you doing?" Natsu hissed, face burning bright. "Put your dick back in your pants now Gray! We are not doing this-" the pink haired bodyguard swallowed the rest of his words as soon as Gray leaned down to press his lips against a softly curved ear.

"I want you so fucking bad." the singer mumbled hotly and brought out a sea of shivers from Natsu. "Feel me?" Gray reached down and roughly hitched one of Natsu's legs over his trim waist before sinking down between the open slit of the V shape Natsu was sprawled in. Hot thighs caged him in deliciously and Gray moaned deeply. "Feel this?" he growled low and humped forward, his hot protruding flesh scorching Natsu's boxer briefs. Natsu moaned back in response and wiggled his other leg around Gray's waist. "And what about this..." Gray licked the outer shell of Natsu's ear while his fingers brushed over the damp entrance his dick pulsed to be sucked in. Natsu cried out but shook his head.

"W-we can't-"

"We can." Gray argued and sat up slightly yet remained hovering above Natsu's quaking body. "We will, I want you. You want me."

"I'll get fired." Natsu hissed and his eyes widened when a finger slipped through the ring of velvet muscles of his entrance.

"I won't let that happen." Gray said softly, his eyes dilated with heavy lust and lidded with unconfined want and pleasure. "I want you, you're mine. No one will touch you but me, got that? Only I will do this," Gray paused to demonstrate. Natsu arched off the seat of the limo as his sweet spot was stabbed dead on. "No one else will see you like this." Gray leaned forward and nibbled on Natsu's collarbone before making his way up slowly. All the while his finger was added by another slipping into Natsu's scorching heat and bringing another whimper of pleasure from the pink haired man's mouth.

"When d-did you become such a bastard?" Natsu panted out and glared dazedly up at the singer.

"I'm an angel." Gray smirked and removed his fingers. Natsu seethed.

"Lies told to the church. Let's stop this before things get outta hand okay?"

"No." Gray was quick to flip Natsu onto his stomach and yanked the man back by his hips until his ass rested onto Gray's pulsating treasure. "Don't act like you don't want this dick."

Natsu fumed. "You know what you god damn asshole! I DON'T. And you can kiss my ass, how 'bout that?"

"With pleasure."

...

"Where are they? The show's about to start." Mirajane fretted and stared at her brother. "Did they get lost on the way to the bathroom? Do you think Gray will be okay with Natsu?"

Elfman sweat dropped. Really, is Natsu okay with Gray? Elfman thought to himself worriedly. "Ne, don't worry Mira-nee, they're on their way now." behind him Gajeel snorted. Elfman wanted to cry, especially when Mirajane's worry seemed to deflate from her body.

"Good good." the woman smiled sweetly... so gullible. Inwardly Elfman cried. I'm so sorry Mira-nee!

...

Natsu bit into Gray's shoulder so hard it was bleeding. His nails dug into the singer's bare back while said singer finally bottomed out with a low hiss. Natsu was silent and still and his eyes were clenched shut. He felt stuffed, like a fucking turkey at a Thanksgiving dinner. A pinata waiting for a good ol' beat down with a stick, a very thick, hot stick. The air inside the small space was hot and the windows were steamed up, and Natsu's mind could only focus on one thing. Gray. How Gray is a big dick and owns a big dick, and how said dick was tucked inside of Natsu, resting between his two ass cheeks and poking him all the way up damn near his navel just how Gray's tongue had been minutes before.

"You okay?" Gray exhaled softly, his sweaty forehead resting on Natsu's trembling shoulder.

"Fuck you." came the bodyguard's response.

Gray grinned and slowly pulled his hips back. Natsu had no breath or energy to tell the idiot to just not and could only hope that pleasure came soon. "Maybe next time." Gray replied. Natsu's mind helpfully supplied him with the image of him between a screaming Gray's legs instead and the brief satisfaction of that possibly coming true swiftly died as soon as Gray thrust forward harshly.