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*Rated M for Mature
Summary: It's the day before Spring Break, and Natsu can't wait for some fun in the sun! But his dreams come crashing down when a school project not only winds up making him stay at the home of his worst enemy, but also his biggest crush-Gray Fullbuster! Modern/AU/High School
Chapter 22 – Friday (Warnings: Sexual Content)
"Wakey, wakey," said Natsu as he tickled Gray's nose. "Time to get up, sleepyhead."
Gray subconsciously swatted his hand away. "No," he grumbled before turning onto his stomach and burying his face in the pillow.
"Aw, does Gway-Gway wanna sleep?"
"Yes," came the muffled reply.
"But if Gway-Gway's asleep, then Pinky will be all alone," Natsu commented in a sing-song voice.
"So."
"And that means if Gway-Gway doesn't get up this fucking instant, he's going to be deprived of a very intimate moment with Pinky later on," Natsu growled in a more demanding voice.
That had been the right thing to say, because Gray bolted upright. He was awake now. "Today's our day!" he exclaimed, looking particularly disheveled in the process.
"I know. Why do you think I've been trying to get your sorry ass up for the past half hour? Lyon and Wendy already left."
"Sorry, Pinky," Gray replied, leaning over to give Natsu a good morning kiss. "Wait, did you just call me Gway-Gway?"
"Mm…maybe."
"You are not calling me that," Gray deadpanned, his expression grim.
"Why not? You call me Pinky? Why can't I give you a pet name?"
"Gway-Gway is not a pet name. Pinky is a pet name. Even Honey is a pet name. But not Gway-Gway," he ground out.
"Oh. So is asshole a better choice?" Natsu taunted, eyebrow raised.
"Pinky," Gray warned.
"Fine. Then I'll just call you what I've always called you in my head."
"And what would that be?" Gray dearly hoped that it was a bit better than Gway-Gway. If Natsu ever called him that in public, he'd never live it down. The potential blackmail in that single name scared him.
"I'll only tell you," began Natsu as he hopped off the bed, "if you let me call you by it."
Gray was definitely curious now. "So you'll only tell me what it is if I agree to you calling me by it? Before I even know what it is?"
Natsu nodded.
"Then, no."
The pinkette hadn't expected Gray to just give up. He thought Gray was more inquisitive than that.
"Then I'll just call you Gway-Gway until you agree," Natsu stated before he headed for the bathroom. When the door shut and made that undeniable clicking sound—meaning the door was now locked—Gray rose from the bed and stepped up to the door.
Knocking lightly, he said, "Natsu? What are you doing? Come out. I'm sorry. Please don't call me Gway-Gway." He felt ridiculous saying these things, but sometimes…ya gotta do what ya gotta do.
If that hadn't been bad enough, Gray turned multiple shades of red when he heard the toilet flush. So his Pinky didn't run away from him. He was just…using the bathroom. It almost made Gray want to bash his head against a wall for his foolishness.
Suddenly, the door opened and Natsu stepped out, his face hinting amusement. "Does this mean I get to call you my pet name?"
Gray plopped himself on the bed. He gave up. Natsu would never relent. And honestly, what could be worse than Gway-Gway? "Sure."
"Yes!" Natsu exclaimed, pouncing on him. "Pinky loves you, Sexy!"
Wait…Sexy?
"You're calling me Sexy?" Gray inquired. He had to admit, he was mightily impressed by receiving such a powerful pet name from the pinkette.
Natsu smirked. He knew a name like Sexy would boost Gray's ego. But he had to admit, he loved the thought of calling him that. "I'm calling you Sexy," he confirmed, sneaking a kiss. "Now let's get dressed and go to school. I want to show you my work."
And with that, he scampered off his boyfriend to get ready.
"How the hell did you manage to get keys to the art room?" Gray questioned.
"I'm the best student in the school when it comes to art. I was given my own set of keys so that I could come in here whenever I pleased. I even have my own cabinet that I keep locked that holds my work," explained Natsu.
"I haven't really asked before, but what sort of work do you do?"
"I paint mostly. But I enjoy drawing sketches as well; charcoal, pencils…sometimes even watercolors."
"What are you working on right now?" Gray asked curiously as they stepped into the vacant art room.
Natsu led them to a fairly large cabinet and started messing with the lock. "Actually, I've finished all of my projects for the year. I didn't want to do anymore at the time because I didn't know what I was going to do with them. Had I still been with my uncle, I probably would have sold them so that I could have gotten a place of my own."
The pinkette paused and then looked at Gray pleadingly. "Would it be all right if I brought all of my stuff home—er, to the house?"
Gray noted his Pinky's correction in puzzlement. "You don't have to call it 'the house.' It's your home now, too, so call it that."
"Okay. Can I take my stuff home today?"
"Sure. Although, I am quite interested in seeing some of your work now," Gray replied, intrigued.
Natsu smiled and opened the cabinet. "Most of my things are in boxes. The sketches are mostly 8 x 10 and in their own portfolios. I have some small portraits and one large one that I finished recently, but those are packed away already. You won't be able to see those until we get home."
Gray absently reached for a portfolio tucked away in a box. When he looked at the cover, however, he was a bit surprised to see his name written on it. "Pinky? What's this?"
Natsu looked to see what Gray was holding. After he realized what it was, he paled considerably. "Give me that!" he exclaimed, reaching for the portfolio.
Gray held it out of his reach. "Why? What's in it? Did you draw pictures of you beating me up or something?" he teased.
"No!" cried Natsu, jumping to get his portfolio from Gray. "Just give them to me!"
"Why? My name is on the portfolio, so why can't I see them? Give me one good reason why I should give them to you."
"Because…" Natsu started, looking quite lost. To be honest, he couldn't think of an answer that Gray would accept. And if he didn't give him a good reason, then Gray was going to look at the sketches. And then what would Gray think of him?
"No answer? Well then, I guess I'll just take a look," he said, watching Natsu's reaction carefully. His Pinky almost looked upset as well as embarrassed. Why was that?
Opening the portfolio, what Gray saw literally took his breath away. Natsu had sketched them, but not in the way one would think. These sketches were a little more…risqué. And as he went from sketch to sketch, Gray found himself becoming more and more aroused by the images.
"I'm sorry, Gray. I really am. I didn't mean for you to ever come across those. It was just when I started having feelings for you. I didn't know how else to express myself, and I didn't have anyone to talk to about it," Natsu explained timidly. "Are you mad?"
"Pinky, why would I be mad? I have to admit, I actually like these. They look so realistic and…I wouldn't mind trying out a few of these positions you've drawn."
Natsu went from deathly pale to volcano red in a matter of seconds. "What?" he stammered.
Gray closed the portfolio and placed it back in the box. "What do you say? We can give sketch number five a try when we get home."
"You…pervert!" the pinkette yelled, pointing an accusing finger at him. He'd finally gathered his wits about him.
"You're the one who drew the sketches, Pinky. If anyone's the pervert, it's you," Gray chuckled.
"I wasn't ever going to act on them! I just drew them!" Natsu argued.
"Well, I'm going to change all that," Gray said, yanking the pinkette against him. Natsu eeped and tried to squirm away. "Maybe we can even make our own sex book."
"You're impossible!" Natsu still tried to get out of Gray's grasp. He was nowhere near ready to do any of the things he'd drawn. "I don't want to do any of those things! It was just stuff I imagined! I don't even know how to do any of it!"
"We'll learn…in time. Pinky, we'll only do things when we're ready to do them. Understand? I would never force you to do anything you didn't want to do."
Natsu stopped struggling and looked up at Gray. "You promise?"
"I promise."
"I'm not ready to actually have sex yet. We can make-out, but no sex," Natsu emphasized.
"All right. But when we do get to that point, it will be special. Making love always should be."
Natsu sighed contentedly against him. "Thank you, Gray."
"No. Thank you."
They arrived back at the house nearly an hour later. And after bringing all of Natsu's boxes of artwork, the pinkette began unpacking some of the larger items to show Gray.
"What are these small ones?" Gray asked while he watched Natsu unwrap the small portraits from their packaging.
"I painted a lot of portraits of my friends. I planned on giving these to them as graduation gifts. Whoever was in a couple—like Lucy and Loke, Sting and Rogue, and Gajeel and Levy—I painted them together. You can have a look if you want, but be careful."
Gray took each portrait delicately, admiring the technique and accuracy of all the details. "These are amazing. What about the large one?" he asked, setting aside the smaller portraits in a safe place.
Natsu paused a moment before unwrapping that one, too. When he finished, he beckoned Gray to come have a look.
As Gray approached the painting, his eyes widened at the detail of the painting. A large, red dragon stood powerfully in the center, flames swirling about it.
"Oh, Pinky," Gray said. "It's amazing. Do you mind if we hang it in our room?"
"Our room?" Natsu asked, surprised.
"Yes," Gray replied shortly. "You made no indication that you wanted your own room. You've been staying in mine the past few weeks. And even if you wanted your own room now, I'd say no. So yes, do you mind if we hang this up in our room?"
"Okay," Natsu answered finally.
Gray then walked over to the wall across from the bed and took down a picture that had been randomly placed there when the room had been decorated. Taking his Pinky's portrait in hand, he hung it on the wall, stepped back and admired the pinkette's work.
"I really love you, Pinky. I hope you know that," Gray said as he hugged Natsu, pulling him close.
"I love you, too, Sexy," he replied tenderly, looking up at Gray. His eyes seemed to indicate something, and Gray caught on quickly as to what his Pinky wanted.
Gray brought his hands to Natsu's shirt, trailing them across his chest as he gradually unbuttoned the silk fabric. The pinkette did the same to him in return. And when they stepped back to gaze at each other, the pinkette said, "Remember, we're not going to have sex, but I…I really want to see you, Gray."
"I want to see you, too. And I promise. No sex. Undress for me?"
Natsu nodded. "You, too."
After they discarded all of their clothes, they admired each other for a few minutes before Natsu walked up to Gray again.
Gray purred in bliss when he felt the pinkette join his hot mouth with his left nipple, teasing it with his lapping tongue. When it was stiff enough, Natsu moved onto the neglected one.
Gray moaned loudly when he felt the pinkette press against his quickly hardening member. He was also rendered immobile when Natsu promptly fell to his knees in front of his straining erection. This wasn't something he had expected, but it wasn't like he was going to deny him.
Grabbing the base of Gray's member in his hand, Natsu stroked him gently, receiving a strangled groan from him. After a few moments, the pinkette stared at Gray's lengthy cock. It was dripping with pre-cum. Growing bold, he nipped at the tip softly before swallowing him whole.
"Fuck!" Gray jerked his hips when he felt his Pinky swallow him. Groaning and panting, Gray tossed his head back while Natsu bobbed his head up…and down…up…and down. His mouth pleasured the brunet'shis erection while Natsu's hands—one casted and one not—traveled to his hips, keeping him in place.
As Natsu continued to suck, he lightly scraped his teeth along the sensitive flesh there. That was all his lover needed to release. Roaring out in completion, Gray panted heavily as he watched Natsu rise with glazed eyes.
"I…didn't expect…you to go…that far," Gray gasped. "Do you want—"
"No. I don't want you to do that. At least, not yet. You can pleasure me how you see fit, but I don't want it to go too far because I want to give myself to you completely when this cast is off. I know it sounds stupid, but do you get what I mean?"
Gray inched closer to Natsu, brushing his lips against the skin between the pinkette's neck and shoulder. "I get it. Don't worry. I can pleasure you just as well without giving you a hot blowjob," he smirked.
"Oh, yeah? Well, we'll see about that."
"We definitely will," Gray growled.
Natsu threw his head back when Gray's hand splayed across his taut stomach. Gray's hands trailed up to his nipples, pinching them wonderfully. His Pinky squirmed against him, but the pinkette could not hide the quiver that ran down his spine. Gray smirked when he noticed.
As if sensing his Pinky's anticipation, Gray moved him to the bed, pressing his back onto the soft comforter as he started teasing him, caressing him, and kissing him.
When Gray's molten touches finally moved lower, Natsu gasped in relief. His lover's fingers danced around the pinkette's smooth thighs, close…but nowhere near close enough to where he truly wanted them to be—where he immediately wanted them to be.
A few more agonizing moments later, Gray caringly pushed Natsu's legs apart, stroking the insides of his milky thighs delicately.
"Touch me," the pinkette moaned, urging his lover's hands toward his weeping erection. "Please."
Gray smirked again. "As you wish, Natsu." Gray instantly wrapped his hand around Natsu's straining erection, pumping it fast…then slow…fast…then slow.
"Ah, Gray. I'm—" Natsu whimpered when he couldn't hold on any longer, giving a sharp cry of his lover's name as he released.
Gray curled up against his Pinky contentedly. If doing this felt great, making love was going to be in a completely different league altogether.
"That was great," Natsu mumbled sleepily.
"You're tired after that round?" Gray teased. "So when we actually make love, will that put you in a coma?"
"Shut the fuck up and cuddle," Natsu grumbled. "When I get this fucking cast off, we'll see who gets put into a coma."
Gray chuckled amusedly. "Point taken. And just to let you know, I can't wait to finally make love to you. I want to completely give myself to you, as you will to me."
"I can't wait for that either," the pinkette replied as he curled up next to Gray, his eyes lingering on the painting. "I love you, Gray."
"I love you, too, Natsu. And it's a good thing tomorrow's Saturday."
"And why is that?" he inquired, confused.
"It's our day," Gray hinted. "But since today is still our day, too, there are a few things I'd still like to do. Or rather…a few places on a certain Pinky I'd still like to do."
"Gray!" Natsu screeched when Gray pounced on him. "You sex fiend!"
"Hey, you're the one who said no sex. You didn't say anything about touching…or licking…or sucking…or—"
"—biting," Natsu finished, flipping their positions so that he was on top.
Perhaps if they got everything out of their systems now, they'd have a normal date in the future. But seriously, this is Gray and Natsu we're talking about. When is there ever anything normal about them?
End