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For the nth time Gray Fullbuster heaved a deep sigh as he eyed the woman Loke left with him. They were still in the maze garden and he had her lying on a garden bench with his coat under her. He got no idea what to do with her.

The woman's obviously high from whatever party pill Loke used on her and she's mumbling things he can't understand or simply making incoherent words. He tried asking her who she was but her answers were series of fucking sexy moans and he didn't get anything understandable at all.

Aside from the sounds she's making like she's in pain or whatever she also kept on tossing and turning from where she lay and her little black dress was hitching inch by inch, dangerously moving higher and higher up her thighs. It's not helping him think at all.

"Hey," he tried once more to strike a conversation. "Do you have anyone with you tonight?" he waited for her response but there's none. "I mean are you with some friends or you came here all by yourself?" that time what he got from her was just the same as before. Incoherent yet damn sexy moans.

Why was she even making those noises like she's having some sort of sexual dream or something?

What did Loke actually gave her? He asked silently. He knew his friend was never really into using drugs but he do fancy it from time to time. Maybe it's one of those time he wanted to experiment on something he just discovered or heard from pimps and low life people he always befriend in the dark alleys behind underground clubs and pubs he usually frequents. Too bad for you little nymph, he sighed again. You were in the wrong place in a wrong time. Loke could have done what he did to anyone he deem to think fuckable enough. Sometimes logic and reason really don't work on that guy. He'll do what seemed fun to him though it's completely stupid to everyone else.

It's only around eight o'clock. The party started at six when people started showing up just to get free booze, foods and simply get wasted and there he was stocked with a drugged woman inside the maze garden. Not that he actually want to go back at the party. But he can't keep her out in the cold. The night's getting really chilly and he don't care about that for himself but the woman was only wearing a scrap of black cloth for a dress. She could catch a cold if they remain out there a little longer.

Maybe Lisanna won't mind if he let the woman use one of the guest rooms in the mansion. That would be better than to let the woman out in the cold.

Yeah, and she'll feel better if she can rest properly. Maybe the drug will wear off in few hours, he thought. Drugs usually do right?

With that in mind he carefully lifted the woman in his arms again. With a little difficulty grabbed his coat and headed inside the mansion and to the second floor where rows of doors were lined up. He went straight to the usual room he always occupy when the boys would crush in there to have fun night with the Strauss' only man in the house, Elfman.

The room was dark but he knew his way around. He went straight to the bed and put down the woman. She made a little sound of pleasure when her back hit the soft bed. He quickly fumbled for a duvet and covered her with it before turning on the bedside lamp. "Well, I think you can have a better rest now." He said as his hand moved to push back some strands of blue and black hair away from her face like it's something he usually do.

He watched her for few minutes and he can't help but be drawn to her beautiful face. His eyes landed on her lips and he had to swallow hard because suddenly his throat was dry. Those lips were just so enticing. It's slightly parted like it's inviting him to lean on for a kiss.

"Damn!" he muttered. "Gray what are you thinking? She's drugged and you don't even know her!"

With some forced effort he looked away and decided that he'll just take the couch and watch over her 'till she came around. He started to walk away from the bed and towards the couch when he felt a delicate hand on his right wrist. He looked back and his cobalt orbs met the bluest eyes he had ever seen. Looking at her eyes felt like looking at the deepest ocean and he wanted to drown in their depts.

The woman's lips parted like she wanted to say something but no words came out. He frowned. "Are you okay?" he asked stupidly. Of course she's not. She's probably feeling like hell. "Is there anything you need?"

Her lips moved again and he had to bend towards her just to hear what she said. "Water." Her voice was gruff and hoarse. "Ju—ia needs w—ter," she said again with a little difficulty and it took him a while to understand what she said. Aside from the stuttering he was bothered by the way his body reacted when her hot breath fanned his hammering pulse point where her face was near his neck.

He faked a cough and moved away. He must keep a safe distance from her.

She's asking for water. Well at least she seemed a little better. If she could now talk a little more properly than before then she must be getting better and the drug's wearing off. But was it that easy for it to wear off? Doesn't it take hours to get rid of it from someone's system?

Oh what the hell. At least the woman's fine.

But obviously there's no water in the room. "Wait here. I'll get you some water," he told her and hurriedly went out of the room to get what she needs . He used the back stairs – the stairs the servants of the house used to do their chores upstairs without the need to use the main one – to avoid any partying crowd at the living room specially his friends because they'll surely drag him in the rowdy party.

He asked one of the Strauss' helpers for a pitcher of water and a glass and because they knew him as one of their employers' close friend they gave him what he need without question. He quickly went back to where he left the woman and was surprise to see her no longer in bed.

Where did she go? Did she left already? He was just gone for at least ten minutes and she already left.

Just as that thought cross his mind he heard a little noise by the sliding door on the far end of the room. "Hey Ju—" what was her name again? He didn't catch it well earlier when she weirdly spoke in third person so he's not sure. "Hey you, what are you doing there? I got your water." He padded towards the bedside table to put down the pitcher and glass when he nearly tripped on something on the floor. "What the—" his eyes widen when he saw what it was with the help of the little light coming from the bedside lamp.

His eyes darted to the woman who was on the process of opening the sliding door – which he remembered to be facing the front lawn of the Strauss' Mansion where the party was currently at its peak – with her state of undress. Yeah, she's freaking nearly naked! "Don't do that! He shouted to the woman's surprise. Well, not as surprise as he was with what she's about to do.

Does she want everyone to see her like that?

Well she got a freaking sexy body – he noticed that already with her clothes on and had proven it seeing her with nothing but her panties on though what he could see was limited because of the lack of light inside the room – but she wouldn't want the world to see her like that does she? Not when she's obviously not herself.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked trying hard not to look anywhere but her face. "Why are you naked?"

She looked at him and the look in her eyes almost made him groan. Why does she have to look at him like she wanted to have sex with him? Damn! Must be the drug kicking in. "It's hot," she whined sexily. "There's no fresh air in here," she slurry added.

Oh yeah, it's definitely hot in here, Gray thought as he will himself not to look down on her body. To her perky full breast and taut pink nipples or her barely covered pussy. Hell yeah he saw those with little light and what more if the room was fully bright?

Gray mentally smacked himself and carefully grabbed the woman's arm. "Don't open that," he firmly said pointing at the sliding door." I'll turn on the aircon so you can wear your clothes again. Please." He guided her back to bed before turning on the aircon. Putting it on the lowest degree making the room freezing cold in no time.

He looked at the woman expectantly but she shook her head. "Can't," she pouted. "It's too tight."

"But you can't stay like that!" he exclaimed. For the sake of his sanity she need to wear something!

She shook her head like a child. "Why?" her whiny voice asked and yet still sounded so fucking sexy like a pleasurable moan.

"Because –" what should he say? That she need to put on her clothes before his little soldier down there explode in no time by the sight of her boobs and legs? "Look, just put on something. Here," he handed his white coat to her. "That won't be too tight and here's your water. Drink up and maybe get some sleep?" he poured water on the glass and handed it to her.

She took it and greedily drank it like she'd been deprived of water for so long. She sighed afterwards contentedly. "Better?"

Her blue eyes looked up on him and she smiled at him before nodding her head. She had his coat clutched on her chest covering her breast but somehow that looked even more seductive than when she's all bare in his eyes.

"It's weird," she said a little bit clearer than before. "Really weird. It's still hot – and – and it feels like burning inside. There's something that feels like crawling under my skin."

All of a sudden she stood up and she's in front of him invading his personal space. He could feel heat radiating from her towards him or was it from him towards her? He could feel it touching his skin like it was her caressing him.

"Why it feels like that?" she asked him in a very innocent way but there's something sensual with the way her lips moved with each word that she said. Her hand lifted on his cheek and electricity shoot over his body.

The hell was that?

Eyes suddenly wide, the woman in front of him lifted her other hand dropping his coat on the floor and completely cupped his face in her hands. "Did you feel that?"

"Feel what?"

Her eyes stared hard on him, from his eyes to his lips and back again. "Dunno, it's just that it feels good."

Hell yeah, it feels good being near her but also wrong. Surely she's not thinking straight. She may all of a sudden look like she's fine but she's freaking high. Her eyes were clouded and unfocused. "You know what, you just need to rest. If you don't want to get dressed just go back to bed."

They need to stay away from each other. For everything that must be considered they need to be far apart. He gently pushed her back trying his best to ignore the lingering feeling of her hot skin against his equally burning flesh. He must use his head above and not the one below. Whoever this woman is and even how beautiful she is, she's not in her right mind. She's just drugged and unaware of what she's doing.

He on the other hand might be a little tipsy but he's still sane. He's not going to have sex with her. Not when she's burning with desire that was clearly written in her eyes for the wrong reason. She's definitely high with stimulant hallucinogens. It's just the drug. She probably won't remember anything when morning comes.

He guided her back to bed where he tucked her in again but before he was able to move away she pulled his hand back with a force he did not expect. He lost his balance and landed on her side. "What?" he asked in a harsh way. He's starting to lose control. Damn he's a healthy hot blooded man and there beside him was a freaking hot woman almost completely naked. He's trying his best to do what was right and she's not helping.

"Don't leave please. I want it when you're close to me." Her voice was soft. He's not sure if it's just him or her tone actually sounded so sensual. Like she's asking him to be intimate and do all act of intimacy together.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

Holy fuck!

Gray's mind almost shut down when her arms snaked around him. Damn he felt like he's a dried leaves suddenly put on fire. He could feel her naked body against his and her breath was on his neck. He could also smell her. There's a faint scent of alcohol coming from her but it's the sweet smell of fresh rain that linger on his senses. She smelled like morning showers and he found he liked it. She smelled like rain but odd enough she felt like a warm sunshine engulfing him in a comfortable cocoon of her arms.

His hands move on its own. He just found himself hugging her back. There were things stumbling, running and rolling in his head. Why the hell was he letting this woman cuddle with him? He's Gray and he never cuddle. He hated it actually.

Cuddling are for couples. They are not a couple. They don't even know each other!

But she's warm. Too warm and instead of being bothered, he's starting to like it.

Who are you? He wanted to ask. He wanted to know why she's capable of making him feel the way he's feeling but he wasn't able to. He couldn't ask her because out of the blue their lips suddenly met and they were kissing so deep they were both breathing hard when their lips parted. They looked at each other's eyes for a split second before their lips met again.

He moaned when he tasted her sinfully sweet lips. It was heavenly he can't do anything but deepen it. He slipped his tongue between her lips and the moan hat escaped her mouth only fuelled his need to taste more of her. Damn, the way her lips tasted could be consider a sweet sin and kissing her was a crime. It's too addicting.

His tongue delved inside her mouth tasting every secret part of it. Sucking and biting as their hands started to move to feel each other. His hand connected directly on her bare chest and felt her hardened nipples as he kneaded her perfect mounds.

"Ahh…" she huskily moaned when he pinched her nipples. "Ohhh… please." Her body pressed closer to his to the point that's she's already on top of him straddling him, her womanhood directly grinding on his still clothed hard on. He'd been raging hard for such a long time now and fuck if it didn't hurt. He need some pleasure down there.

But this is wrong! His mind screamed at him and with all that he had in him he pushed himself away from her even before she manage to pull off his shirt. It's a wonder how he's still fully clothed when usually he'll be down to his birth suit in no time. He jumped off of the bed, his hands raking his hair violently as he tried to grip hard on his self control.

"Why did you stopped? Did Juvia do something wrong?"

His eyes averted looking at her swollen lips. "Is that your name?" he asked just to have something to say and put his mind out of what just happened.

"Yes," she replied and she could have made him believe that she's sober with the way she talked but one look in her eyes told him she's still deranged. Her eyes were dark and wild with passion caused by the drug she unconsciously consumed. "Did Juvia do something wrong?"

Carefully listening to her he finally heard the faint drunken tone in her voice and looking closely he could see how she's fighting the heaviness of her lids. "You did nothing wrong." No, she didn't. it was just the drug. "But you must rest."

"No," she moaned. "Juvia liked the way you made me feel. It was amazing. Juvia never felt that way before. You're taking away the itchy feeling."

"You're not yourself. Y—"

"But Juvia wants to be closed with you. Juvia's feeling hot all over, it's annoying like something wants to burst within and you make that feeling go away. It feels good when you touched me."

Damn! Why does she have to say all those things? "You know what you need? A cold shower," he said after a moment of thinking. If she's feeling hot then a cold shower would help her.

Taking a deep breath to calm his own raging arousal and thinking of all the things that could take off his mind from the sexy and tempting woman in front of him, he thought of Natsu and Elfman and even their scary senior Laxus and his grandpa in bikini. That mental image of Makarov Dreyar in bikini made him cringed and somehow succeeded to sober him up from sexual trance. "Come, I'll make you feel better."

He offered Juvia his hand and she almost jumped on him. He let that pass and guided her towards the bathroom. Once in there he pushed her under the shower. He turned it on without a word and the cold water splash on both of them making Juvia squeak.

"Oh, look what you did. You made Juvia all wet!"

Urgh! What the fuck! He knew that her words were plain innocent but his traitor body quickly responded to the dirty image that flashed in his head. Damn. This woman would be the end of me! He must do something to get away from her. Maybe it's time to call a friend.

Right! That's what he has to do. Call a female friend to attend to Juvia because his control was slowly slipping every second that passed. He took out his phone and searched through his contact. He scrolled through names and gulped when he found the one he's looking for. Erza Scarlet will surely beat the shit out of him once she knew what he's up to but he'd rather risk a good beating from her than to regret anything once Juvia's high wears off.

He took a deep breath and was about to make a call when a hand grabbed his phone away from him. "Juvia! Give that back to me!"

She smiled sweetly t him. "You know what, you look familiar," she said while looking at him. "Juvia thinks she knows you but Juvia can't really think properly right now. Juvia just want to be close to you."

"That's why you need to give me back my phone. I need to call someone to help you."

Juvia violently shook her head. "No, I don't need anyone. Juvia only needs you."

To Gray's utter surprise Juvia dropped the phone directly on the toilet bowl that was a feet away from the shower. She just dropped his new phone straight down the fucking toilet bowl. "What did you do?!"

"Opps! Juvia's hand slipped," she said biting her lips like she's truly sorry but playfulness danced in her eyes. "How about you join Juvia in the shower? The water's good."

The fuck!

Was she really still drugged, high and drunk?

What the hell was she up to?

"Juvia really needs you," she said again her voice no longer playful or whiny. When he looked at her it was as if he looked directly in a stormy ocean. Her eyes were heavy and filled with lust. She's slightly leaning on the wall behind her and the water from the shower was still cascading down her body. She's breathing hard and fast. "Juvia don't understand. All she knew right now is that she n-needs you. There's something she need and Juvia knew only y-you can g-give it."

His brows furrowed when she started to stutter and her body trembles. Was she cold? "Hey, what's going on? You're shaking?"

"It really feels hot. It's making Juvia feel dizzy again," she breathed out. "M-make it g-go away."

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A pair of warm hands roaming his body woke Gray up from his slumber. He felt those hands touching him everywhere. On his bare chest down to his toned abdomen. He could also feel hot lips kissing his jaw. At first he thought he was dreaming but the events of the night played through his mind and he remembered where he was.

He's in a guest room in the Strauss Mansion and there's a party going on outside and he's with a girl named Juvia who had been drugged by Loke. He took her in that room, she stripped down to her panties earlier because she said she was feeling hot and to relieve that 'hotness' he put her in the shower and decided to call a friend of him to help them out but she dropped his phone in the toilet and then she passed out.

Yeah, she passed out so he took her back in the room wrapped in a clean bathrobe and tucked her in. he remembered watching her sleep but didn't knew he drifted off too. And now he's being kissed awake.

Gray's eyes suddenly snapped open when he realized what was happening. He found himself on the bed shirtless – he took his shirt off because it was drenched in the shower – with Juvia on top of him kissing and touching him.

"Juvia—" he breathed out her name when her lips trailed down her neck and she started sucking on his skin and occasionally nipping it.

"Hi," she greeted him in sultry voice. "You're finally awake."

"What – are you doing?"

Juvia lifted herself a little away from him with her hands on both side of his head supporting her weight, her hair cascading down the side of her face like a heavy curtain of fine blue and black silk. "Waking you up," she replied biting her lips as her hips moved to grind on his crotch. "Ahhh…" her eyes closed as they both felt the friction of her movements against their sex.

"I'm awake now," he said, not surprised that his own voice was hoarse from the lust building up inside him. "You can uhmm stop what you're doing now."

"Don't you like it?"

Hell he loved it! But he must control his own desire. "Not like that, but ugrhhh—" he grabbed Juvia's hips when she grinded against him once more. "—fuck! Keep doing that and I swear, you won't be able to walk straight when morning comes. I'd been controlling myself all night!"

Damn! The way he tried to stop himself from ravishing her right on the bathroom floor when she said those words she said with eyes burning with lust was the hardest thing he had ever done. Good thing that she passed out because who knows what they could have done. Why the fuck was he having such a long agonizing night?

"No one is stopping you."

"I'm not going to fuck you when I know you're just like this because of the drug," he growled and tried to push her away. He managed to flip them over so he was on top of her but her arms were quickly clinging on his neck.

"Juvia knows what she's doing." Unlike earlier Juvia's eyes were more focused though the lust was still there. Gray could clearly see it because he switched on all the lights in the room before he fell asleep.

"If you knew, you won't be asking m—"

"Juv—I want you, Gray Fullbuster."

He was shocked to hear his own name from her. "How did you know me?"

"Juvia do know you," she smiled playfully. "Been seeing you at school from time to time," her right hand moved to caress her face gently. "Can we please skip the talking right now? Juvia seriously need you right now. I'm quite sober but the heat and itch just won't go away. Juvia is literally burning."

"It's just the drug—"

"Drug or not," Juvia cut him off and pulled him closer, their lips almost touching. "I need you."

All he could do when their lips touched again was close his eyes and savour the sweetness of her lips and the tingling sensation the kiss brought to his senses. He can no longer fight his own needs, not when she said he needs her and she knew what she's doing.

How can he still say no to her when all he could think of was the way her tongue slipped inside his mouth and how she sucked on his lower lip as their hands move to feel each other's body. It was easy for him to touch her everywhere. She's very much naked and the softness of her skin was driving him mad. With all his inhibitions gone he let his instinct rule him.

His hands cupped her full breast as he fought her tongue with his for dominance, nibbling and sucking, taking her all in. the feel of her mouth against his and the perfect fit of her breast on his hands. They continue to kiss as he kneaded and touched her.

"Ahhhh.." Juvia moaned when he kissed his way down to her neck, kissing and sucking every inch of her skin that his lips could touch. Kami she tasted so heavenly he could die making her do all those sexy sounds. His lips continued to move up to her earlobe as his right hand caressed its way down her body, sensually making its way between her thighs.

Juvia writhed when his fingers ghosted over her heated and soaking core. "Fuck," he panted. 'You're fucking wet baby. Did I make you this wet? Answer me!" he suddenly slipped a finger between her lips down there rubbing when she moaned but did not give him any answer. "Say it. I wanna hear you say it."

"Yesss."

"Yes what?"

"Hmmmm ahhhh…please," she pleaded when he slipped another finger and his thumb found her clit and started to stroke it. "Yes, you made Juvia so wet."

"Ohhhhh yes, please.."

"Please what?"

"Make Juvia yours."

"What? Say it Juvia."

"Fuck Ju—via."

"I will," he said before claiming her lips again for a quick lustful kiss before travelling down to her perky breast and sucking on one of her pink nipples and suckling like a hungry babe. He's been craving to do that since he saw her naked earlier and no one can stop him now from doing what he want.

But Juvia won't let him do all the job. She herself was touching him with greed. Her soft hands caressing him in a way no other woman ever did. "Take this off," she demanded when her hands came in contact with his jeans. "Juvia wants to feel all of you."

He want that too so he helped her remove the offending garment along with his boxers and his cock spring free from its prisons. Juvia gasped when she saw his manhood and her eyes widen but didn't say anything. She just grabbed him and started touching it as if she's curious with it. She experimentally wrapped her fingers around his cock and started jerking him off. It was heaven. "It's huge," she murmured against the skin of his neck before sucking him there. "Juvia wants it inside her…"

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Wow, so far this is the longest chapter and I'm not really sure what I did to this one. Took me two days to finish it. It's longer actually but I removed some part of it because I'm really not that confident how I wrote this supposedly lemon part. I'm sorry if it's not that good. I'll try harder next update.

(I think I should really focus on writing angst and drama and forget all about writing a lemon. Lol!)

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