A/N: Because women can get just as needy as men.


Sometimes, Erza really hated her sense of timing.

"I'm coming in," she yelled, because she really had to go to the bathroom and he was taking too long to shower. She'd seen him naked before, so it wasn't really a big deal.

Or at least it wouldn't have been if they were still awkward preteens who quarreled over every little thing. But now that she's twenty, and he's nineteen, it's not really as innocent as it might've been before.

And as soon as she was in the bathroom, she heard the knob on the bathroom click, so it was locked. From the outside. And that was when she decided that everything in the world was screwy that day.

"What was that?" Gray asked, shutting off the water. A towel was around his waist when he stepped out of the shower, spiky hair still glistening and his muscular torso was dusted with little droplets of moisture. She hadn't seen him fresh out of the shower in a while, and it wasn't doing much for her self-control. She had a rough enough time trying to keep from flinging herself at him and telling him she was going to have his children and that was that. And the terrible thing was, she could do that at any time and he'd most likely comply.

"Ah, the door got locked," Erza stammered anxiously. The bathroom was small and she could feel her body heat creeping upwards because of the tight space. He grabbed her shoulders and angled her so he could squeeze by her to check the door, and just the light touch had her heart beating dangerously fast.

"Shoot, it really is locked," Gray said, shaking the doorknob roughly. "Looks like we're stuck."

She would've sighed and plopped down on the lid of the toilet if it had been Natsu or some other male in the guild. But this was Gray, who was decidedly more attractive, kind, and gentle than the other men of Fairy Tail. At least in her opinion he was. And she'd known him longer than she'd known everyone else in the guild. So, naturally, like any other girl who was trapped in a small room with a male she found significantly alluring, she stood rooted to the spot, fear paralyzing her to where she stood right next to him. "You okay? You look like someone just stepped on your cake." He smirked at her, and that smirk was enough to almost push her over the edge.

"I-I'm f-fine," she stammered, screaming internally at her stutter. This was Gray! She wasn't attracted to him at all! She shook her head, trying to rid her brain of what she could do to him, how he might use his magic to cool the air around them if he got too over heated -

She was already stressed enough and didn't need the hormones running through her body that made her want him right there! "You don't look alright," he said, moving in front of her and dropping his smirk. He leaned in close to her face and pressed the back of his hand to her forehead, "You're really hot. Maybe you should take a shower, too."

Yes! Cold shower, cold shower, it sounded good to help calm her nerves and maybe her hormones as well. But then the thought that he'd just taken a shower in there, used the soap and shampoo she'd be using caused her panic to flare and she just couldn't control herself.

She blamed the steam and the heat of the room and the fact that he'd grown up so incredibly well. It hadn't been hard, really; since his face was so close already she just had to wrap her hands behind his neck and pull his lips to hers. This was what she had wanted for so many years, but she'd been able to control it and now she made her intentions solid. He made a strangled sound in the back of his throat but greedily kissed her back, causing her to gasp against him but not breaking their contact.

And to ruin their moment, the door clicked open and the sound of a body falling to the ground caused them to break apart hastily, meeting the shocked faces of some of the members of the guild who just so happened to be in the area. Master Makarov was passed out on the floor. Erza felt her face flame in shame, but it couldn't be helped. As Cana said, "when you get the itch, you gotta take care of it."

And speaking of the Card mage, she was harassing a poor Dragon Slayer into paying off a lost bet. "Pay up, Wendy. Told you they'd be eating each other's faces off." Cana laughed as the small blunette gave the older woman a handful of coins. Erza sighed and scratched the back of her neck, much like Gray was. They had a lot of explaining to do, whether they wanted to or not.