Hey everyone! I am so sorry it's been so long since I've posted anything! I got married and have been so so busy! But I am back in action now and giving you all a little smut for my absence ;) Rated M y'all! This is pure, unashamed PWP. If you don't like it, don't read it! I plan to update my future fic soon, so be ready for that! :)

Living in the cabin with Gray had been a dream come true for Juvia. She loved being able to see him every morning upon waking and every night before going to sleep. Loved getting to cook with him and train with him. It seemed like sharing a life with him, and that has been something she's dreamed about for so long now.

However, there were downsides to this arrangement. Namely the fact that they were not in a relationship. So even though Gray would banter with her, and give her touches that left her reeling inside, no matter how casual, and openly flirt with her, Juvia could not work out her frustrations with him, but rather had to wait until he had either left the cottage on an errand to quickly pleasure herself or hold back every noise she made while he was in the house. Which honestly just doesn't feel as good. On a day that Gray had given her so much sexual frustration that she had to take a cold shower, Juvia decided to hell with it. Why hide what she was doing, if Gray was going to keep working her up like this? From the look in his eyes every time he would brush her ear with his lips to whisper something to her, or pull her close to him on the couch when they would have quiet evenings reading or listening to music, he was obviously doing it on purpose.

It was a week later, when Gray left the cabin to get some job flyers to look through with her that Juvia saw her chance. She smirked to herself, and walked leisurely to her bedroom, leaving the door open a crack. No point rushing, after all. The point was to make him squirm just as much as he made her.

Stripping bare, she laid on her bed, leaning against her pillows, feet spread wide and her knees in the air, artfully arranging herself so that from her doorway, if Gray happened to look in, he would see everything she was offering him. Starting slowly, she brought her fingers down to her opening, finding it slightly moistened already just from the thought of Gray seeing her body. She dragged her fingers through the liquid, bringing them back up to circle her clit. Her mouth opened on a gasp when she finally pressed against it, and she leaned her head back with a sigh. It had been so long since she could go slow, and she was hellbent on savoring every single second.

She could feel herself getting wetter the more she touched her clit, the moisture leaking down between her folds and sliding to the bed. She grabbed her breast with her free hand, sliding her nipple between her thin fingers and twisting. A gasp ripped out of her at the sensation, and her mouth curled up into a smile amidst her panting. It felt so good to be able to make noise and actually take her time.

Sliding her fingers from her clit to her entrance, Juvia pushed two in at once, no longer able to go quite that slow. She curled them inside her, reaching for that place inside that made her knees turn into jelly and her breath catch in her throat. Every movement she made as her fingers danced inside her had her moaning, trying to catch her breath, but she was unable to. Her other hand pulled harshly at her nipple, no longer able to take the gentle teasing. She slid her fingers out of her entrance to circle at her clit, feet curling into the sheets, before pushing them back into her vagina, as hard as she could. Letting out a harsh gasp, Juvia's head twisted in her pillows, hair sticking to her clammy skin.

Breathing harshly and moaning, Juvia didn't notice the sound of the front door opening, or Gray's footsteps as he searched for her in their home. There was no way to miss, though, him bursting through her bedroom door, and coming to a dead halt as he noticed what she was doing. The papers he was holding fluttered out of his hands, dropping to the floor, and his whole body came to a frozen standstill.

Juvia noticed, with a vague sense of accomplishment, that he had stopped breathing even. Her fingers never stilled inside her though, and her gaze was heavy lidded as she stared him down. Gray finally took a breath, and looked as though he was struggling internally with what Juvia hoped was desire.

"I, um, I- I'm sorry!" he blurted out, his dark eyes never leaving her fingers that were still moving.

"For what?" Juvia rasped out, gaze working from his eyes locked on her down his frozen body, noticing with appreciation the large bulge in his pants. Unfortunately for her, he had only taken his shirt off so far.

Gray gulped, and murmured, "For interrupting." He turned to leave the room, body still half facing her as if he wanted nothing more than to join her on the bed, but Juvia's next words had him freezing once more.

"Do you like watching me fuck my fingers, Gray?"

He whipped back around, inadvertently taking a step toward her bed as Juvia moaned loudly when her fingers curled around a particularly good spot. Her breathing turned even heavier as he watched her continue ramming her fingers into her entrance. His pupils were blown wide with desire, and his fingers twitched as if he wanted to be the one giving her pleasure.

"Juvia," he whispered, not sure what to say, especially when she had dropped the honorific from his name, as well as losing her third person speech patterns.

"I imagine you touching me," she gasped out, bringing her hand back to her breast to pull at her nipple. "It's not my fingers inside me right now. It's yours, and soon you won't be using your fingers to ram inside me."

Gray's hands drifted to his pants, but he stopped before taking them off. "I… I can't," he groaned, lifting his hands to his head to yank on his hair.

"Will you pull my hair like that, Gray?" Juvia asked, a groan cutting off her sentence as she kept plunging her fingers into her slick entrance.

Gray growled, stepping closer to her bed again. He grabbed her wrist, and pulled it away from her vagina, smashing it into the mattress before leaning over her. He stopped her other hand from playing with her nipple and pushed that wrist into the other, locking them both down with one of his large hands.

"Stop," he said. "I can't concentrate when you do that."

Juvia was still breathing heavily, her breasts pushing up into his chest as she gasped for air. Each brush of her nipples against his skin had her drowning in desire, wishing he would put a little more pressure on her.

"I want you, Gray," she whispered, watching his eyes darken as he leaned into her a little more, putting more of his weight on top of her naked body. "Don't you want me, too?"

He groaned, the vibration of it rolling through her, creating ripples of sensation that she wanted to feel everywhere. "Juvia, we can't."

"Why?" she breathed, noticing every minute reaction of his body as she spoke. His hand gripped her wrists a little harder, his body lowering almost imperceptibly, his pupils blown wide.

"We are nakama," he said, but there was no conviction in his voice.

"Nakama can do this too," she whispered, blowing softly onto the shell of his ear when she was done speaking. Gray's body became rigid, his breathing turning a little shallower.

Gray groaned before finally giving in, his head lowering into the curve of her neck, placing a gentle kiss at the most sensitive spot before biting into it. Juvia arched her body off the bed, wanting more of his touches. His tongue reached out and laved the spot he bit, before he pressed his teeth gently against her skin and dragged them to her breast. His mouth circled one of her nipples and then Gray was sucking, using his teeth and tongue to pleasure her nipple. Juvia arched off the bed once more, moaning at the sensation, trying to push even more of herself into Gray's mouth. She could feel him smile into her breast, but he didn't stop his relentless sucking.

Gray reached his free hand down her body, straying at her hip before sliding around her thigh. He gripped her leg tightly, bringing it around his hip, before suddenly releasing her and shoving two fingers into her entrance. Juvia screamed in pleasure, and Gray chuckled once before lifting his head from her breast and kissing her mouth. His fingers kept a fast pace as his thumb came around to circle her clit, and he tongued her bottom lip, asking for entrance that Juvia gladly gave. He used his tongue just as well as his hands, and Juvia found herself groaning into his mouth as he continued touching her.

Suddenly Juvia felt Gray shift before he ripped his pants off with the ease that only a habitual stripper could manage. She lifted her heavy lidded eyes to his, noticing how they roamed over every part of her with appreciation, before lowering hers to his dick. Of course she had seen it before, as everyone and their brother had, but she had never seen it hard and of course never seen it this close up. It was as large as she had imagined it, but seeing it in person and in imagination is wildly different.

"Gray, please," she gasped, hands still pressed to the mattress under his iron grip. "I need to touch you." She tried to pull her hands away, but he didn't release her.

Gray's eyes drifted down her body, lingering at her breasts and entrance, soaking wet just for him. He finally lifted them to meet her gaze, and she saw something she had never seen before in his eyes. It almost looked like-

"I want to be the one touching you," he said, and her heart pounded in her chest.

"Touch me then," she whispered, closing her eyes as his hand drifted down her body with a gentle caress.

"I am touching you," he said, hand moving down her leg that was still wrapped around his hip.

"Touch me more," she gasped, trying to move her hips closer to his, but he was strong, and wouldn't let her thrust against him.

"Juvia," he said, and at his tone she opened her eyes and looked at him. He wouldn't meet her gaze. "This is just sex, okay? It doesn't mean anything."

Juvia pushed past her desire and analyzed his expression, his tone. He wouldn't meet her eyes, and his voice and body gave it away. He was lying to her. She wasn't stupid. She could read him almost as well as she knew he could read her. Instead of fighting against his obvious lie, she simply nodded. "Okay."

Gray's eyes widened at her quick acceptance, and he turned back to her, pressing his mouth against hers before shifting his body so she was lined up against his massive dick. His tongue pressed inside her mouth and his hand finally let go of her wrists. She gripped his hair in one hand, and used her other to reach around and grab his back. She pushed against him, trying to get him to move into her, but he just laughed against her mouth.

"What do you want, Juvia?" he rasped out.

"You."

"Where do you want me," he asked, a sparkle in his eye as he watched her get upset at his teasing.

"Fuck me, Gray. Now," she snarled, thrusting her hips up into his.

Gray gasped at her words, and couldn't hold back anymore. He lined himself back up and pounded into her. Juvia screamed in pleasure and then moaned as he pulled back out before thrusting in again. He could feel her moans through his entire body, and he couldn't help setting a quick pace, no longer interested in teasing.

Juvia met him thrust for thrust, gripping his hair in one hand and his muscular back with the other. When he pulled her legs up over his shoulders, pounding into her as hard as he could, her hands slid down his back, nails gouging deep slices. He couldn't care less.

Gray ran his hand down her body, coming to rest at her clit. He pressed into it, and she moaned into his ear. He couldn't help reaching down to kiss her sweet lips, thrusting his tongue in time with his hips. Her insides clamped down on his dick, and he groaned, trying to last longer than this. He pulled out, and before Juvia could complain, he flipped her over onto her knees and pounded back into her. She gasped before gripping the sheets in tight fists. Her hair was a mess, and Gray grabbed a chunk with one hand and yanked on it, pulling her head out of the pillows. He kissed her mouth, and then kissed a line down her jaw, into the crook of her neck before biting it once more.

He then pulled away, and gripped her ass with both hands, spreading her cheeks apart and letting them go. He pulled his hand back and smacked her ass, leaving a red mark behind. Juvia screamed in pleasure, her every moan bringing him closer and closer to the brink, but he didn't want to lose himself without her. He reached around and grabbed her clit, twisting it between his fingers and spanked her once more. Juvia's walls clamped down around him as she screamed, and he could feel her squirting against him. When he felt her tightness around him, her wet warmth surrounding him, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He came with a grunt, thrusting a few times to continue his release before stilling inside her.

Juvia was panting, her body shaking slightly from her release. Gray was still above her, resting his head against her back. She could feel his body shaking slightly, and then he pulled out of her, and slid around to lay on his back on her bed. She twisted to her back as well, and both of them laid there breathing heavily for a few minutes. Juvia could feel Gray's cum leaking out of her, but her knees were jelly and she didn't want to move.

Finally Gray turned to look at her, a gleam in his eyes as he looked at the sweaty, panting mess she had become for him. "We should get cleaned up," he said, brushing a finger against her cheek and moving a strand of hair off of it. He gently tugged her to stand up so she could clean herself up. "While you do that, I can change your sheets for you."

At the gentle touch, Juvia's eyes teared up. No one had ever cared for her enough to do anything like that before. Everyone else had always just left, not caring that she was messy or had hair in her face. Nobody cared enough to change her sheets.

When he saw her teary eyes, Gray panicked a little. "Shit," he said. "I knew that this would just hurt you. Why would I do something like this? Juvia, I am so sorry. I never-"

"No, Gray-sama. Juvia knew what she was doing. It was her choice. She isn't crying about that. It's just," she paused, not sure if she wanted to admit what was wrong. "It's just that no one has ever cared enough about Juvia to take care of her after sex. So thank you."

Gray's eyes misted, though he turned away before Juvia could be sure that was actually what she saw. "Of course I will take care of you, Juvia. I will always take care of you."

Juvia thought she saw a blush staining his cheeks, but before she could comment on it, he said brusquely, "Go get cleaned up. I will clean up here."

Juvia obeyed, walking to the bathroom to pee and wash herself. When she came back to her room, Gray was still there, naked but clean, and there were fresh sheets on her bed. He was frowning slightly, but when he saw her, his eyes lit with that same look she saw before. She walked up to him slowly, pushing the hair out of his eyes.

"Stay with me tonight?" she asked, almost desperately, since the answer had always been no before.

Gray hesitated before answering, and when he did, Juvia was startled. "Get in bed. I'll turn the light off. And I want the right side."

Juvia smiled softly, and quickly raced to the left side of the bed, climbing under the covers naked, and waited for Gray to turn the lights off and join her. When he did climb under the covers, it was slow, and she could tell it was something he was still hesitant to do.

She grabbed his hand, not daring to cuddle lest he get up and leave, and Gray's body seemed to relax at her touch. He leaned back against the pillows and sighed, his eyes closing almost involuntarily. Juvia giggled softly to herself before closing her own eyes.

"I love you, Gray," she said softly in the darkness, and fell asleep almost immediately, her hand never leaving Gray's.

Gray's eyes shot open at her words, and he watched the girl sleep for a few minutes before he whispered, "I love you too, Juvia." He grabbed her body and pulled it to him gently, loving the feeling of her body against his. In the morning, he would tell her she must have cuddled up to him in his sleep, knowing he would be too scared to admit it was him. And he knew that he couldn't let this happen again, not until he was ready to give her everything she deserved. But for now, he relished the feeling of her warm body against his, knowing they fit together perfectly, like two puzzle pieces that finally connected.