Rated: M

Gray loved to watch Juvia eat. He wasn't sure if it was because of the way her lips wrapped beautifully around her utensils or if it was the way her throat worked when she swallowed. Hell, it could just as easily be because of the adorable little happy dance she did when she ate something delicious. Gray couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Does Gray-sama want some?" Juvia asked sheepishly after licking chocolate sauce from her lower lip. Gray groaned internally as his eyes followed the movement. The black-haired young man leaned back in his seat and he felt the corners of his mouth turn up.

"No, that's for you."

"Okay," his blue haired beauty mumbled shyly. He continued to stare as he watched her take another fork full of fudge cake into her mouth, Juvia's face turning a soft pink as she nervously looked anywhere but at him. "Staring is making Juvia feel self-conscious," was giggled out quietly.

"Sorry Juvia," Gray said on an embarrassed chuckle at being caught staring so hard, "you just look happy." The smile she graced him with would forever be burned into his memory. She truly was too good for him; Gray would never understand what she saw in him. He didn't think himself worthy of the affection she poured into him, but he couldn't seem to get her to stop and found himself toppling head over heels for her. He was going to earn being loved by her, Gray determined to be whatever she needed. Instead of getting lost in his mind he realized he wanted to talk to her.

Gray and Juvia conversed easily. Juvia was always attentive to his day and all that he did, and Gray loved to hear about the enthusiasms of his water woman. He loved watching the way her eyes lit up whenever she talked about her work as a marine biologist, and she loved the passion that lit his voice when he talked about his latest sculpture.

"Thank you Gray-sama," Juvia sighed happily as he paid the bill, her hands absentmindedly running along the hem of her white sweater dress. He just held his hand out to her and helped her stand when it was time to leave. His Juvia was shy about her body and opted to wear loser clothing. Gray couldn't help but run his eyes over her, even though she was in a loose sweater dress that touched her knees and a black cardigan over that, he could still easily make out her curvaceous figure. A healthy figure that he always wanted to run his hands over. He especially loved the way his fingers dug into her hips, her skin soft and pliant. He had a good idea that her figure was also a huge part of why he loved to watch her eat; a figure as beautiful as hers was only possible with a healthy appetite and exercise, which she both had and did. Juvia tugged Gray along after her as they left the restaurant, her hips swaying enticingly.

"I want to stop by that little chocolate place on our way home," Gray said deviously. He knew that place was Juvia's favorite, and she wouldn't be able to resist getting something else sweet. He didn't think she ate enough tonight. Juvia giggled happily as she rearranged the white beret that sat on her head, her curled hair bouncing in her excitement. "How does that sound to you?" He asked even though he already knew the answer; Gray closed the distance between them, letting go of her hand in favor of tugging her against his side and under his right shoulder.

"Juvia loves that place," Juvia practically purred, turning her face up to him. Gray couldn't help himself and leaned down to nibble on her lower lip.

"I know."

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"Do you need help with anything Miss?" Caught Grays attention making him turn his head. He watched as a male employee leaned over the counter closer to Juvia. She blinked in surprise, obviously having been totally focused on the chocolates in front of her.

"uhm," Juvia started with a small smile. Gray meandered back over to her; he pressed his front to her back, wrapping an arm around her slender waist and gesturing with the other at packaged chocolate bars.

"Those look good don't they?" Gray whispered to Juvia, he eyes locked on the employee still in front of them in a blatant display of possession. He practically felt the heat that raised off of Juvia's face and wanted to smile when the other guy finally walked away, grumbling under his breath. As the two of them decided on what they wanted, Juvia also wanting to get a few things for her friends, Gray couldn't help but press his hips against her butt. Soft and firm, it was his favorite place to nestle his cock. He also loved how flustered it made her.

"Gray-sama," the blue haired woman in his arms whined, wiggling in his hold. He couldn't contain a groan as she pushed her ass even closer and rubbed it against him accidentally; his arm around her waist tightened. "I'm ready to go home," She breathed airily. He couldn't agree more, but he was determined for her to get something before they left.

Gray walked slightly behind Juvia as they made their way back to their apartment. His hands were loaded down with two bags filled almost to the brim with chocolates, all different flavors and kinds. They might have gone a little overboard with the sweets. Juvia hummed and pulled open the door of their apartment building for Gray; giggling and groping his ass as he walked by. That made Gray chuckle a bit before he shooed Juvia back in front of him, intent to watch her hips sway as they climbed the stairs.

oOo

"Does Gray-sama think Juvia is getting fat?" Juvia called out quietly. Gray immediately peaking out of the bathroom to tell her that was ridiculous, but he couldn't get the words out. He was transfixed by her, standing in front of the large mirror by their bed in a see-through lace bra and matching thing set. Juvia was twisting this way and that, inspecting every inch of herself. Her hands ran down her stomach and squeezed the excess she had there, it was no-where near enough to qualify her as fat. With no response, Juvia turned and locked eyes with Gray, she was radiating anxiety and he couldn't have that. He crossed the room, turned her back towards the mirror and ran his hands over he skin reverently.

"You aren't fat," Gray murmured against her should after he placed a kiss there, "You're absolutely perfect." His hands continued their exploration: his hands skimming up her hips, over her stomach to cup her breasts. His fingers gently tugging at her nipples over the lace.

"B-but, Juvia has gained ten pounds since we started dating," She lamented. She didn't seem aware that she arched her back and pressed her chest further into his hands, "Juvia is softer than Juvia is used to being."

"What's so wrong with being soft?" Gray asked curiously, he couldn't understand what she was so concerned about. She was warm, soft, and smelled good. She was perfect to cuddle with. "Your breasts got bigger," Gray continued, pressing her closer to the mirror and smirking when she placed her hands on the glass to brace herself. "Your hips are my favorite part of you to grab," he practically moaned, his fingers quick to press into her hips and hold her lower half against him. His dark eyes were riveted to her face which had flushed a soft pink.

"W-wait," Juvia started, but was cut off when he continued. His hands sliding from her hips to grip her ass; he wanted to worship every inch of her.

"What isn't there to love about you, Juvia?" Gray said against her skin as he crouched to gently bite her ass. His fingers were already dragging her thong down her shapely legs. His heart-beat picked up when she moaned lowly at the feeling of his hands stroking down her legs. "You're so fucking beautiful that looking at you hurts sometimes. I can't seem to keep my hands off you," Gray sighed.

"Juvia likes when Gray-sama touches Juvia," the flustered young woman panted, automatically spreading her legs when Gray started to stroke the inside of her thighs. She squeaked when he leaned forward and ran his tongue from the middle of her thigh, up the curve of her ass and ended with a kiss to her lower back. "Please touch Juvia more!"

"I planned to, but Juvia" Grey chuckled before softly squeezing her thighs to get her attention, waiting for her to look at him over her shoulder before continuing, "If anything you could stand to eat more."

Her laugh made butterflies take refuge in his stomach.