Hi lovely readers!

It's Monday and here we are with a new story! This one is a continuation of a previous story, Juvia's 'Revenge', and I'd recommend giving it a read before diving into this one, but do as you please.

This was requested by Fbflame94 on AO3, and was simply a joy to write, I hope you enjoy it!

I seriously loved the interaction at the start, and sometimes I do find the set up part more thrilling than the smut (I adore the smut, don't doubt that!). That's just cause I like the characters interacting with each other, and hopefully they seem true to their actual characters? It's what I strive for.

Also, oh boy, Gray...you did things for me in this piece, yes indeed!

Requests are open, but damn is there a long wait list now, so please bear that in mind if you want to leave a request. Let me write your kinks ;)

Much love my smut lovers! :P

~.~

Flashback...

Juvia's legs stiffened, and with one carefully placed flick of her tongue, she orgasmed over Lucy's awaiting mouth. A steady stream of her juices dripped into her mouth, she lapped up every last delicious drop as she felt her own release near.

The blue siren lay flush on Lucy's stomach, panting from her own intense orgasm, as the presence inside her heat burrowed deeper and hit her sweet spot with cunning precision, ripping the orgasm from her trembling body, along with a shriek of pleasure that was hard to mask as anything else.

Juvia sent a large wave of the water over the edge to carry both of them back into the pool, the pair shuddered against each other as their eyes peeked up at the partition just in time to see three pairs of eyes quickly disappear.

They had been caught, neither knew how much had been witnessed, and as they trembled in a tight embrace, they simply didn't care.

Both Juvia and Lucy wondered if it would spur on their respective men.

Little did they know, they wouldn't have long to wait to find out

~.~

Gajeel Redfox was dumbfounded, he rubbed a hand over his suddenly tired face as he tried to process what he had just witnessed.

Knowing that his little firecracker of a girlfriend would probably have an almighty meltdown if she ever found out what he had seen, Gajeel had watched through the cracks in his fingers, only seeing enough to get the gist of what was going on, but it had been more than enough.

The only sound in the outdoor bath was that of heavy breathing, he looked to his left and then his right, seeing mirrored looks of utter amazement and the restraints of tightly held desire finally breaking in both Natsu and Gray.

Where he sat in the water, submerged up to his chin he noticed that he was the absolute perfect temperature. It was an odd think to be contemplating given the deviant acts he had not long witnessed, but it was with a growing sense of both humour and irritation that he realised why.

Natsu, the tanned pink haired male sat off to his right, head thrown back on the tiled edge of the bath, eyes screwed shut and steam visibly rising from his form. The waters around him were literally roiling, small bubbles wrapped around his position, and Gajeel was a little disappointed that there wasn't actual smoke pouring out his ears and nose!

Surely that would be enough to cook him alive like a lobster caught in a pot, but on his left the opposite was happening.

Gray, the raven haired male sat with one hand rubbing his temple as if a tremendous ache was right behind his eyes. The clench of his jaw looked painful, one thick vein protruding along the length of his neck as the waters around him crystallised and started to become a slushy ice consistency. The boy would trap himself in the ice if he wasn't careful!

The two contrasting temperatures met exactly where Gajeel sat, and made it precisely the correct level of comfort for him. If he weren't completely sick of their fucking idiocy, he would have let them both sit there and continue to stew as he unwound before heading out to meet Levy later on.

For once though, he was feeling charitable, and mostly not towards the men, he wanted to help the girls out. If this whole experience hadn't been one long carefully planned way to get these two idiots to finally play their hands, he would eat his fucking hat!

Gajeel rose from the water, pulling himself out with the strength of his upper arms and wandered butt naked into the changing area. He sighed heavily as he pulled the small vial from his duffel bag, Levy is gonna be so freaking pissed…

He was back in the water before either man had noticed he had even moved.

"Right, listen up ya morons. This has gone on long enough, it's time to get your fucking act together and make a damn move!" he stated, his voice was calm but full of authority.

Eyes cut to him, both sets piercing him with intense glares that screamed 'fuck off!', but he wasn't letting them slip out of this lecture, he had snapped.

"Don't have to speak, let me say my piece and you can decide," he continued, giving both men a warning look that they thankfully acknowledged. Levy was going to be pissed enough, he didn't want to show up at her place covered in scars from a brawl with these two clowns as well.

Gajeel cleared his throat, looking at no one in particular, "everyone knows that Natsu wants Lucy, and Gray wants Juvia. Don't fucking dare argue with me," he growled as they both sat up, mouths opening to hurl whatever bullshit they were going to quickly think of.

He held up the small vial he had retrieved, watched as all eyes focused on the bottle, the silver contents swirling mysteriously within.

"This is Dragon Water," he said, watching in interest as Gray stiffened, his face blanching as he looked at the bottle with curiousity. Natsu on the other hand looked bored, he clearly hadn't heard of this very potent concoction before, Gajeel grinned, he shouldn't have expected any different.

"It lowers the inhibitions of the person who drinks it, it is an extremely tightly controlled substance, and wizards who can brew this stuff will not hand this shit out to just anyone." he explained, smug in the knowledge that he now had both of their attentions trained on him.

"How the hell did you get your hands on that?" asked Gray, suspicion narrowing his dark blue eyes as he pointed at the swirling potion.

Gajeel spluttered, heat rising up his neck until it covered his cheeks and ears, "Levy wanted us to give it a try," he whispered as quietly as possible, he wasn't about to offer up how he had managed to get his hands on it, they should count themselves lucky that he cared enough to be willing to share. The laughter that assaulted him, had Gajeel fighting back a snarl as he snapped at them;

"At least I got MY woman, can't say the same for you two!"

1...2...3…

He blew out a breath and finished what he wanted to say, "there is enough to give all three of us a small dose, it won't be as potent as if you were to have the recommended dose, but I don't want you scaring the shit out of the girls. I'll never hear the end of it if that happens..."

Natsu had been unusually quiet during this conversation, the Salamander was not one for keeping his mouth shut, but for once he acted before running his mouth. The small vial was plucked from Gajeel's hand, Natsu looking at the contents so closely his eyes practically crossed.

The stopper was pulled out, and the men would swear a breathy sigh escaped the bottle.

"Four drops on your tongue flamebrain, got it?" Gajeel warned, watching as Natsu carefully dropped the correct number on to his outstretched tongue.

Almost immediately a shudder passed through him, and a silver ring appeared around Natsu's onyx eyes. Gray was quick to snatch the bottle away, frowning at the way Natsu seemed to be vibrating, rippling the water around him.

The same happened to Gray, a shudder making the ice mage grip the edge of the bath as a silver ring appeared around his dark blue eyes.

Gajeel sighed, tension releasing from his shoulders as they had eventually taken the bait, "go get them!" he teased, relaxing backwards as he checked his own dose was still intact, sorry Levy but;

Mission accomplished…

~.~

Natsu was hyper aware of everything, he was used to his nose being overly sensitive, but now all his senses were alive and it was overwhelming.

He could smell Lucy all around him, but what was worse was that he could taste her on his tongue, and it was driving him insane. He had been quick to exit the bathhouse with the Dragon Water coursing through his veins, pulling on his clothes with little care, to the point that his underwear lay forgotten on the changing room floor.

She is close, got to find her.

His eyes scanned the quickly darkening street outside the bathhouse, his body carrying him forward completely independent from his brain. One hand pressed down on his groin, he was so hard it hurt. A wave of lust crashed against him, and he stumbled over his feet, just managing not to crash out on the ground.

A flash of blonde caught his eye, it rounded a corner and Natsu flew after it. His heart was thundering in his chest, a surge of supreme confidence spread throughout his entire body as he zeroed in on his target. He could finally see Lucy, her long legs striding with purpose towards her apartment.

His eyes fell to her luscious ass, watching the sway of her hips as she ate up the side walk with her strides. She was wearing very little, most likely due to the oppressive heatwave that had struck Magnolia, but also maybe because she knew that her body was so damn sexy?

The closer he got, the more he could smell a secondary scent on her skin, despite the deep scrubbing she had given her flesh, the scent of Juvia lingered, and Natsu was not happy about it. Jealousy spiked through him like a dangerous poison, misting his vision as a primal demand to rub himself all over Lucy took over his thoughts.

As she passed the entrance to a dimly lit alleyway, Natsu struck.

Heart pumping as he threw his body into motion, he took hold of Lucy around her pinched waist and hauled her into the alley. One hand moving to clamp over her mouth as a scream passed her lips, he quickly silenced it.

Lucy's hands slammed up against the rough stone wall, terror flooding her as she thought on her celestial keys, safely tucked away at home, a lot of good they were there. She desperately writhed, trying to shake her attacker off, but he was determined to hold her down.

Where the fuck was Natsu when she needed him?

Tears spilled from her eyes as a hot mouth descended on her neck, he was breathing heavily and as a pair of lips pressed into her skin she felt a warmth spreading to her stomach. This was not something she wanted, never in all her dark desires did she want this, why on earth did she feel a tightening deep within?

Her answer came when she saw the head of messy pink hair come into view, Natsu!

Lucy trembled unreservedly, she was not being attacked by some unknown assailant, no, she was being attacked by Natsu? What the fuck, but oh god don't stop…

Natsu growled against her pulse point, he could feel her legs shaking from the adrenaline rush and he braced her against the wall with the push of his thigh between her legs.

"I'm going to move my hand now, no screaming Lucy," he whispered in her ear, delighting in how she mewled against his hand, nodding fervently.

Natsu's thigh rubbed slowly between Lucy's parted legs, he could feel the agonising heat of her pussy on him as removed his hand and placed it over her own that was against the wall. Her head fell back to rest on his shoulder, and the tension that had been building in the Dragon Slayer eased enough that he felt more in control again.

She wants this.

"What was that little display back there Luce?" he asked, he had meant the question to sound innocent, but his voice was laced with unmistakeable jealousy and she shivered from knowing she had made him feel that way.

What could she say? It had hardly been her own idea, Juvia had swept her into a devious ploy to ensnare Gray, and to be honest she couldn't really complain. It had seemingly worked to her advantage, as well as Lucy finally getting to experience something so decadent.

He grew impatient, only little whimpers escaping the blonde. Natsu's senses took him directly to a spot on her sweet neck, it smelled delicious to him and he knew instinctively that it would taste just as good. His sharp fangs sunk into the flesh, and she howled like a fucking wolf.

He didn't pierce the skin, although something told him to, the thought floating off as it was replaced with more pressing needs. Natsu's achingly hard shaft was pressed into the tight crevice of Lucy's ass, her shorts and his own pants making the friction almost too much to bear against the sensitive skin.

"Why the fuck didn't you come to me Lucy? If you were that desperate to get off, I would have gladly helped," he hissed out between kisses up the side of her throat. He was mad, really pissed that she hadn't chosen him first, he was meant to be her...first.

She tried hard to turn, wanting to look him in the face as she spoke, but he was resisting. His body like a furnace around her own, sweat was edging her brow as she continued the struggle, "let me turn dammit!" she yelled.

Finally Natsu relented, he stepped back barely an inch, just enough so that she could turn and he was back against her. Her fingers lifted to trace his strong jaw, the anger so prominent on his handsome face, she frowned at how deeply upset he appeared. She had to make it disappear, shatter any jealousy that was taking root in his heart, replace it with the knowledge that she truly wanted no other than him.

Lucy kissed him, her lips feather soft against his own and he melted into her. This had started out as something intense, a lust that swept over him and drove him to seek her out, but it was quickly becoming something more intimate. There was a need to prove that this was not merely the result of a potion, or a badly conceived plot to inspire jealousy, this was real.

Natsu's hands wrapped around her hips, moving until they were under the backs of her thighs, lifting her as if she weighed nothing, all those past comments about her weight dropping into nothingness as she wrapped around his muscled torso.

There was a desperation in their every movement, Natsu wanted to touch every inch of her and he was finding it difficult in this cramped space.

Lucy, oblivious to Natsu's growing annoyance, was delighting in finally being able to run her hands freely through his soft hair, fingers twisting until she tugged at his scalp and drew a satisfying groan from him.

"Take me home Natsu," she cooed in his ear, her teeth tugging on the shell seconds before she was flipped upside down.

Those words had gone straight past his brain and directly to his cock; acting entirely on impulse he threw Lucy over his shoulder, one arm clamping over her thighs as he exited the alley and walked like a man on a mission towards Lucy's apartment.

Lucy squeaked at the sudden jarring movement, her mouth opened to protest, but she stopped as her gaze caught the motion of Natsu's gorgeous ass as he fast walked them home. One naughty hand reached out, fingers sinking into his tight flesh, and he paused.

His hand tightened on her thighs, the other coming up to slip under her too short shorts and squeezed its way towards the molten core that was screaming for attention. His pace started again, "keep it up princess and I will take you against the nearest wall, and it wont be quick or quiet!" he warned.

A gush trickled from her core, a rippling shiver washing through Lucy at such a wicked suggestion. Part of her wanted to poke at him further, the thrill of being caught exciting her soul, but she wanted their first time to be a private affair, next time though...oh the possibility was truly thrilling.

He was walking quicker and quicker, his control slipping as he scented her arousal tracking towards where his hand rested. He had to get her inside, naked and under him before he lost every rational thought in his head, his sanity felt like it was leaking out his ears.

Privacy, at last!

With doors slammed, locks turned, Natsu roughly threw Lucy on her bed. She bounced on the soft mattress, a light giggle meeting his ears and eliciting an answering growl from the Salamander. He stood above her, savouring the sight that lay waiting for him.

Lucy could watch him all day, he prowled towards the edge of the bed like the predator he was. Slowly he eased out of his black waistcoat, exposing his entire chest, and her mouth watered at the sight. She was going to trace every definition with her tongue until he begged her to stop. His fingers worked on the buckle of his belt until he was able to pull his pants down, his erection springing free and Lucy gasped at the sight of no underwear.

She knew he was big, he had been pressed against her and could feel his length, but nothing could have prepared her for the sight of him. His erection stood proudly, curving upwards practically meeting his belly button. The skin looked like the softest velvet, and her fingers twitched as she longed to run her hand over him.

"Like what you see Luce?" he asked, an obvious smirk on his face as he gestured towards himself.

Lucy scowled, her cheeks puffing as she took in his far too cocky look. Two could play this game…

She rose on her elbows, slowly parting her thighs as she stared up at the man of her dreams, watching as his eyes dilated right before her. It was at this point that she noticed the unusual silver ring that surrounded his deep onyx stare, yet before she could ask, Natsu was moving again.

He crawled atop her body, coming to rest between her warm thighs, he pressed down and rubbed himself along her like a cat nuzzling it's owner.

Fire crackled from his hand, and Lucy found herself bare beneath him. The bastard had turned her entire outfit into ash without even a warning.

"I'll buy you a new one," he groaned, rolling his eyes as if he could read her thoughts, "in fact, I'd love to take you shopping, princess," he whispered in her ear.

Lucy was burning up from every spot that their skin touched, she needed more and took action. One leg curled around his hip, running her foot up his thigh as her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him down to her.

The kiss was tender, slow and sweet. It heated the air around them as the sheets rustled under the lovers, and as their mouths grew hungry, each swallowing groans of pleasure, the kiss intensifying and became something raw and primal.

Natsu desperately wanted to take his time, but there was a gnawing at him to sink into her, to lose himself in her softness and never let go.

Lucy was the one to break the kiss, her chocolate eyes wavered with emotion as she spoke, "please take me, I can't stand you not being inside me for a minute longer." Natsu slid himself along her slick folds, his entire length had been coated in her juices during their short make out, and to hear that she was just as desperate as he was made his chest ache.

"Since you asked so nice," he started as he aligned himself to her entrance, one hand pressed her open and sought out her clit as he waited to move forward. Lucy writhed beneath him as his calloused pad pressed against her, her need so tightly coiled in her stomach that it was almost painful.

He slid forward, her walls being forced apart by his size and they both groaned in unison. Natsu rested his forehead against Lucy, taking a moment to adjust to the incredible sensation of being squeezed by her, he had never felt so right in all his life, this was where he was meant to be.

"Fuck," she whimpered, her heart might explode from the wait, she gave a little wiggle and reached up with her mouth to bite at his swollen lower lip. The reaction was exactly as predicted, she felt the shiver run up his spine, the thrust of his hips as he impaled the rest of his rigid cock into her needy pussy.

"You feel so fucking good. Why haven't we done this sooner?" he asked, not expecting a response. Lucy's head was tipped back, her eyes screwed shut as she panted heavily.

This wouldn't do.

"Look at me whilst I fuck you," he demanded, smirking at the shocked expression as Lucy's eyes flew open and fell upon him. "That's better my good girl," he teased, circling his hips and watching the moan bubble from her lips.

He set a natural tempo, using the strength of his stomach to roll into her over and over. On each thrust, her walls squeezed him as if refusing to let him leave and he revelled in it, but all too soon this rhythm wasn't enough.

Natsu lowered his head to worship her breasts, they had been rubbing against his chest in such a deliciously torturous manner, and seeing Lucy watch him suckle her was erotic. Her eyes darkened, clouding with lust as his hot tongue spiralled around her taut nipples before sucking them greedily into his mouth, pulling on them with his teeth.

"Nat-su," she whined, her skin slick with sweat, he was everything she needed, but craved more still. "Please, I need you faster," she begged.

He was happy to oblige, his hips crashed forwards faster, until he had a better idea. It took a lot of effort to pull from her, not only because he didn't want to leave her warmth, but because her body was determined not to release him.

Lucy could cry as he withdrew from her, she could feel her walls trying to clench and unclench around the air and it was so frustrating. He fell to her side, and was quick to pull her back into his front, lifting her leg and draping it backwards over his hip. She could feel him press against her, and she bucked her hips to attempt to impale herself on him.

Natsu chuckled at her impatience, it was adorable and reminded him that he was the one here, no one else. "So needy princess, is this what you wanted?" and he surged forward with such force that the sound of skin slapping filled the air.

"Mhm!" was all that she could manage, Natsu used the arm on the bed to curl around her tits and grope at the flesh whilst he railed into her. His fingers flexed around her nipples, loving the breathy whines and moans that were floating to him from the blonde.

This angle was not as deep, but he was hitting a spot within her that made her buck with each contact. She was close and he knew it. Her knuckles were white, clenched so tightly on her sheets that she was sure she would shred the thing if she weren't careful.

He kept a tight hold on her lifted leg, feeling the muscles straining and trembling as he sought to bring on her orgasm, the other hand lowered and his fingers could just reach her engorged clit to stroke it feverishly.

Natsu's balls were achingly tight, his need to release overpowering everything, but he would not do it before her. "Come on princess, cum all over my thick cock." he growled, the deep rumble of the words vibrating in his chest and straight into Lucy's own body.

The words were her ultimate undoing, with a sudden jerk of her body she exploded. Screams of Natsu's name flowed out, seemingly unending as she writhed wildly in Natsu's ever tightening grip. She could barely hear the intensified sound of skin slapping as her thighs and Natsu's entire crotch became saturated in the warm juices flowing from her poor pulsating pussy.

"Shit!" he yelled, chasing his own release as Lucy continued to struggle from her high. One last stroke and he was done, cussing wildly as his mouth fell on the sweet spot on her neck and he bit. The sharp taste of iron dancing on his tongue as he spurted his scalding seed into her core, his cock still rocking into her, pressing further into her in a seemingly desperate attempt to keep it in her as much as humanly possible.

An hour later, the pair lay in a warm cocoon of blankets and entwined limbs. Lucy had managed to tell him exactly what went down with Juvia, and why, without combusting from embarrassment. Natsu had frowned through the story, his teeth grinding at the idea of Lucy with someone else, and not him.

Yet as he poked at his feelings, his understanding of Lucy's strict upbringing and the 'dark' desires that he now knew she had, he didn't feel jealous because she had done something with another, it was simply down to the fact that he hadn't been a part of it.

He pointed a warning finger at Lucy, "no more succumbing to your dark desires," he warned with a stern expression, getting the exact reaction he expected as Lucy began to fold in on herself, "unless I am a part of the action, understood?" he finished, chuckling darkly as her eyes snapped fire at him.

Lucy lunged for the still aloft finger, biting at the pad before swirling her tongue around the digit, "understood, Natsu." she purred, rolling his name indecently in her mouth.

In turn, Natsu had confessed about the Dragon Water, smirking at the curiousity that his little Lucy showed about the mysterious concoction.

"Speak to Levy about it, I think she can help get more if you wanted to try it again," he winked at the blush that crept over her face at his suggestion.

Times had indeed changed for Lucy and Natsu, and what adventures they would go on now, together.

~.~

Juvia merrily skipped towards Fairy Hills, her intense experience with Lucy had put the water mage in such a good mood, and it simply could not be spoiled. She flashed back to the three sets of peeking eyes that had disappeared quickly behind the partition, her heart aflutter with the idea that Gray might finally want her, just as desperately as she wanted him.

Gray lurked in the shadows, he already knew exactly where Juvia would be headed and had moved as quickly as he could without being spotted, to scope the place out before the blue haired girl arrived.

Fairy Hills was strictly prohibited to men, for fear of the wrath of Erza Scarlet!

Happily the place was deserted, most of the girls that resided here were either still at the guildhall, or out for the evening. It wasn't late, but the streets were darkening quickly as he waited with all the patience he had left, which wasn't much.

Juvia had gone a step too far this time, she would be taught a lesson.

She hummed a quiet tune as she entered her block, slipping her key out of her pocket as she closed in on her small apartment. The door unlocked with a quiet snick, barely a foot was inside when a hard body slammed into her back, pushing her forwards into the darkness.

Juvia cursed her lack of foresight to keep the curtains open, the door had thumped shut and not a sliver of light illuminated the space. She placed a hand over her mouth, trying to control her breathing as the other hand braced outwards, ready to defend herself.

Gray smiled, it was pitch black in here, but he could see her. The Dragon Water coursing through him created a ripple around her crouched form, it was faint but it was there. She looked terrified, and a small pang lanced his heart, not enough to stop him though.

There was a small kitchen island almost directly behind her, he crept over, careful to avoid her outstretched hand and eased himself slowly on to the edge of the counter. He watched her move in a slow circle, before he cleared his throat loudly making her jump on the spot.

"W-whose there?" she stammered out, trying to control the shake in her voice, but her wildly thumping heart was struggling with the fear that was tightening around her.

Gray spread his thighs, reaching forward with both hands to pull her back against the island and into his strong embrace. She struggled, desperately trying to fight him off, but he was stronger and would not be denied.

"Your worst nightmare," he cooed in her ear, chuckling as he both heard and felt the deep shiver that rippled down her body.

Juvia stopped, she knew that voice better than even her own, "Gray?" she asked, a sense of both relief and confusion taking the place of the fear in her heart.

He laughed, and even to him it sounded cruel, "oh no, not just Gray. An extremely pissed off Gray," he corrected. His hands gripped her shoulders, his touch was ice cold and as his hands travelled down her front, the frigid temperature against her dress only lowered further.

Gray gave a well aimed push, startling the girl and making her crash on top of the stool that sat in front of the counter, it knocked the air from her lungs and she whimpered from the impact.

"Hold on to the legs of the stool Juvia, don't you dare move unless I say, got it?" he demanded, leaping from the counter with a heavy thud. One hand stroked over her plump ass as it stuck upwards in the air, the other pressed along the curve of her spine to make sure that body was tipped downwards as he wanted.

Juvia did as instructed, this was not a side she had expected of Gray, it excited her no end, but there a slight tremor of fear still lingering in her veins.

Pleased with her position, he wandered her small apartment and switched on the floor lamp. It gave enough light that Juvia could see from her upside vantage, yet it was still dim in the room. Her breath hitched as she watched him walk back towards her with such devilish intent in his eyes, was there a silver ring around them?

She had no time to ponder that, Gray was hiking up her dress, exposing her light blue panties to him and it was making her squirm at the thought of him seeing her like this. A finger ran around the top of her navy thigh high socks before it retreated and ripping fabric rent the air.

Juvia squealed, her grip slipping as she felt her panties forcefully disappearing from her body, the heat that was gathering between her legs was intense. Gray's rather insistent hands kneaded her bare flesh, gripping her ass and moving the skin around until one hand lifted.

It struck back down with force, Juvia felt tears spring to her eyes immediately from the impact of the smack. The skin heating rapidly, only to be cooled by Gray running his now ice cold hand over her.

"This is going to be your punishment for making me so very mad sweetheart. I am going to spank you ten times, and you are going to count them for me, yeah?" he gritted out, his eyes soaking in the sight of the beautiful Juvia in such a lewd position, ready for him to do whatever he wanted, and this was what he wanted, desperately.

Her tippy toes barely touched the floor, sliding slightly on the tiled floor as she panted at his words, "o-o-ok," she whispered, turning to look over her shoulder. Gray looked so very handsome, as he always did, but there was such a dangerous glint in his eyes that Juvia felt like she could cum just looking at him in this mood.

"Good, and once I'm done, I am going to fuck you, and it's going to be hard. This not about your pleasure sweetheart, it's about mine." he finished, leaning over her body to place one gentle kiss on her cheek, it was about the only gentle thing he planned on doing for the moment.

She nodded fervently, his fingers slipped under her squirming body to touch her centre, they met soaked folds and he groaned at that decadent knowledge.

Taking a deep steadying breath he stood to his full height, one hand rested on the small of her back, his forefinger stroking delicately at her skin as the other hand rubbed the cheek he had not struck yet. His hand lifted, her body tensed and he struck.

"One," she groaned out, his hand immediately changing to ice cold for a few seconds to rub at the tender flesh.

He swapped over, again rubbing her cheek then lifting his hand to strike, switching to cold and revelling in the deep groans it was pulling from Juvia. He was so hard that it hurt, every inhale of breath was like a knife to the groin, but he would see this through.

"Two," she whimpered, her hands were slippery on the stool legs, but she dared not move them for fear of falling.

This repeated until "ten" rung out from Juvia, almost sounding like a pitiful scream from the blue haired girl. Her flesh felt like it was on fire, the sharp intensity of Gray's smacks, followed by the ice cold of his hand flooding into the very tender skin was torture.

Yet, she was teetering on the edge of release, despite the pain, it was still making her throb with need. She had felt juices slipping from her needy pussy, it coated the seat of the stool making her stomach slick with the moisture.

She could hear the rustle of his belt buckle and the noise of a zipper being pulled down hastily, and then a very swollen head was being pressed against her glistening folds. Gray coated himself in her moisture, hissing as he rubbed along her pussy lips until he was ready.

With one forceful slam, he entered her and grunted from the sheer bliss of it. His hands kept a death grip on Juvia's hips and the stool, careful to keep both in check so as not to send them all crashing to the floor. There was no time give for adjustment, he couldn't hold back, even if he had wanted to, this was surely his personal heaven.

Juvia's walls pulled him in, welcoming him and wrapping around him so tightly he thought for a second that he would cum before he even got a chance to release more of his pent up frustration. He used every last ounce of self control to leash himself, sliding back out entirely to delight in the whines and whimpers of protest that Juvia elicited from his withdrawal.

He chuckled and thrust back in, the stool rattled, but he held on. His pace was harsh and unforgiving, he could feel the heat of Juvia's welted ass on his lower stomach every time he bottomed out in her and it felt sinfully good.

Gray was becoming addicted, he would simply never get enough of her. Juvia was his own personal siren, sent here to lure him to his death, and he would go willingly, as long as she was there, as long as he got to fuck her like this.

"You. Are. Mine." he grunted, each word punctuated with a hard slam of his cock into her pulsing pussy.

"Yes!" Juvia mewled, nodding her head as she tried valiantly to keep herself from releasing, this was meant to be about him, not her.

"This. Is. Mine." he continued, and that was her undoing. The tight coil of pleasure within Juvia exploded with the force of an imploding sun. She bucked on her precarious perch, legs going rigid and then sagging as she felt every nerve ending in her body being set alight.

The wet gush that Gray felt against his crotch made him smile, he knew that she wouldn't be able to stop her orgasm, and truthfully he was thrilled that she had 'disobeyed'.

He had to hold her even tighter now, he was so close, and her writhing body and the way her walls were trying to milk him dry was his own undoing. One final slam and he cried out from his own release, fingers digging into Juvia's soft hips as he unloaded into her sweet little pussy.

Juvia was clearly in heaven. There was no other explanation.

She lay on her stomach in bed, an entirely naked Gray sat behind her as he patiently and carefully pasted a healing ointment on to her very red and welted ass. His fingers were so delicate against her flesh that she felt this surely couldn't be the same man from earlier.

When he was finally done, he lay down beside her and gripped her chin to turn her face to him. "No more revenge, no more trying to make me jealous," he said forcefully, his dark blue eyes glittered with intensity, "not unless you want a repeat of what just happened."

Juvia scooted over to nuzzle her head into his neck, breathing in his uniquely addicting scent, "and what if I do want a repeat?" she purred, smiling at the way his breath caught in his throat, and the way his Adam's apple bobbed.

Gray rolled his eyes, gazing down with affection at his devilish siren, "hmm, I'm sure it can be arranged in a way that does not inconvenience innocent bystanders," he retorted and placed a quick kiss on the tip of her nose.

He hauled her body towards him, letting her drape over his naked chest, not wanting to hurt her sweet little butt any more than he already had. Their lips met in a soft kiss, it was tender and full things that were still unspoken between the pair.

Gray would be damned if he was going to let her go now, she was his, now and forever.

~.~

Levy was beyond furious.

She was livid, and Gajeel was taking the brunt of her anger. He hadn't meant to fully divulge what went down in the bathhouse, but after the whirlwind of fury that descended on him, he had no choice.

"What the hell Gajeel? Do you know how long it took me to find the right contacts to get this stuff?" she railed at him, shaking the tiny bottle that now only held one small dose.

Despite the vigorous shaking, the silver contents only continued to swirl as if it were not been thrown all over the place by a tiny blue haired bookwork turned angry demon girl.

Gajeel placed a hand over his increasingly tired face, he hoped to goodness that those two knuckleheads knew how much heat he was taking over helping them out.

He did the only thing that always came easy to him, he picked Levy up, she continued to struggle but he was used to this by now and planted a deep kiss on her lips. It took a second, but she eased into it, the heat ratcheting up as she moaned into his mouth, fingers seeking out his thick hair to tangle in.

He broke the kiss, sighing at the sight of her pretty face all flushed and aroused from their kiss. "I've got a story to tell, so listen up," he started.

He told her the whole thing, every little detail he knew of, and even the part that he had watched through his fingers, not wanting to hide anything from his beloved girlfriend. He had not expected the response he got…

"Juvia and Lucy did WHAT? And they didn't even invite me?"

Gajeel Redfox felt his ears burning the second before he passed out from almost heart failure…