Author Notes:
Warnings: Specially in here... guys. This is male romance, and this chapter is full of sexual themes. Skip, if it's not your thing.
Genre, in depth: Male/Male Romance, also known as, Yaoi.
Story Cover Art: The Amazing Astrovique.
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Disclaimer: Dear reader, I'm not the owner of Fairy Tail's characters. If they were mine, Gray and Natsu would be boyfriends.
O.o.O Chapter Twenty Five O.o.O
"Natsu-Kun? First floor, laundry." Milliana adjusted her bra under the noodle-top shamelessly in the building's corridor.
"Hooooo."
"I bet it's 'cause Mest's there." Her grin crept him out as she poked the stone-faced Kagura who ignored her hyperactive roommate, "He's a total hottie."
Mest? Who on earth…? "Mest Anderson? Norman Mest-Mest D-"
Milliana groaned and shook her head vehemently as if he had offended her ancestors, "Mest Gryder, Mest Gryder! Norman Mest is a YUCK. Natsu chose you, right? I trust his instincts are chasing after Mest Gryder's wonder set of turquoise dreamy eyes—which reminds me! Natsu needs to hook me up with the guy, it's so unfair he steals all the candy in the building!"
Oh Milliana-chan. If she'd been in the Blue Pegasus base, she would've lost her shit at the number of guys Gray was jealous of (Plus Natsu's psychotic ex-boyfriend from the African continent). Pride rushed in him when the girl has accidently called him 'Hottie' and 'the candy in the building Natsu has', but he refused to blush.
Gray pretended to focus on his phone's screen, "Is he a pilot?"
Milliana scoffed and flailed her arms around, her hyper-activeness rising steadily when she gushed about her OBVIOUS walking sexual fantasy, "Mest's a cop. He has the uniform kyaaaa! But today it's civilian clothes, he's even cuter! Boyfriend, if I was you, I'd be biting my nails anxiously."
"The entire building's aware of your obvious infatuation with him. Tone it down a bit girl."
"Heh! You know what policemen are known for?" Milliana waited for Gray's answer, but pray tell, why should he entertain her? His interest in the subject was zero-squared-percent, "They're great in bed, but relationship assholes. Oooooh, who cares about BORING relationships, anyway? That's why cheating wives is a common phenomenon."
Ok, he's out.
"Cool fact of the day: Gotta meet a friend, ciao-ciao."
"You think you can play the nonchalant attitude with us? When will you invade Natsu's physical privacy? Cause we're all waiting. At least, I have to report daily to your mom the progress, so have mercy on me and bone already. Even on the other end of the phone she's scary AS IF IT IS MY FAULT."
Ah… the sweet tenants' trashy gossip. Usually, Gray avoided these chats cause if they show anything, it's that the people involved in it are jobless prying motherfuckers. Having said that, being in-the-loop doesn't hurt. Because of this noisy prying chatterbox, Gray gained information that posed as a potential threat to his love life. Mest Gryder.
Who the fuck is Mest Gryder?
Hold up, hold up. He and his persistent mother need to talk about staying the HELL out of his love/sex-life.
'Mest Gryder—That sounds like a mecha-anime name. Guy's probably not gay, Gryder doesn't sound gay.'
Anyhow, place a friendly reminder on looking up the guy later.
Gray wiped the screen of his phone several times with the hem of his shirt. He couldn't see the time or tap on the desired letters without them doing the crazy dance with neighboring letters because of the wetness. Today in Kyoto, the humidity suffocated him, especially, at four in the afternoon. His skin was so damp it annoyed the shit out of him. Overall, he was encouraged greatly to curse at any object touching him in the slightest.
Fuck his shirt. He threw it on the sofa, discarded his keys, wallet, and phone (He was tempted to rip his necklace and throw it away too) and faced the opened fridge and freezer to cool himself. Heavens.
"Natsu?" He called out aloud, but received no response.
Closing the fridge and freezer, Gray walked to the boy's room, only to be mortified at the room's entrance. Fuck me now. Natsu was organizing his closet's items. Not the sane-normal-organization, It was the geeky-color category-organization.
See the common term? "Organization". This term contradicted what Natsu's principles stood for. This haphazard asshole made Gray's life shit when they shared a room at college, and now he's doing what?
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Gray's loud comment surprised Natsu that he existed at all. The pink haired dropped a group of yellow colored shirts, then glared at Gray briefly and leaned to collect them. He wiped the perspiration off his forehead with his moist arm and engaged himself in folding the heap of clothes.
"Is the AC down or something?"
When Natsu stuck to his silence, annoyance scorched Gray's chest. Could this be related to the "Mest Gryder's" subject? Did Natsu's pilot obsession change to a policeman? So many plausible questions. If that's the case, Gray's stomach churned and his sudden rage accelerated from nothing to one thousand, on a scale from one to ten.
He marched in and jerked Natsu's arm for acknowledgment.
"What's your relationship with Mest Gryder?"
Natsu stared at Gray as if he has grown twenty heads, "Who-what, who again?"
The confusion in Natsu's alligator orbs was genuine. Was Gray bamboozled by the female next door—no the greater question is, did he allow himself to be bamboozled?
"Ahem…" Gray's flush wasn't so clear, "Don't play dumb. The policeman, Mest Gryder."
Natsu's skin under his grip was warm, moist, and soft, and the animosity in his eyes stung him with vigor. Gray didn't back off, and so the glaring contest lasted for a minute before Natsu jerked his arm free.
"Have you lost your shit finally?! Don't come out of nowhere slandering me with shit I have no clue about!"
Weird. Having another love interest was the only logical explanation to their sudden fallout. Like, Natsu rejected kissing last night, wasn't that proof he's lost interest because someone else interested him? Gray flushed because maybe he was in the wrong.
He coughed, "Why didn't you reply when I called you?"
Natsu ignored him.
"I told you we'll talk about it today, no running away." Gray said.
"Nothing to talk about here."
Gray closed the distance between them, the heat of the afternoon elevating to his head, critically. "Hey dickhead, what's your problem?"
"Nothing." Natsu raised the soreness in his tone to match Gray's (or has it surpassed it?).
"Ah, friendly alert, you're going all girly on me now. You're better than-"
"—Am I?! Last I checked you had a blonde girl pinned on your room's wall and you-ARGH! Just, you know, my mood's horrible, so… just-I'll calm after a while, gosh."
Blonde girl? The fuck? Who's he-?
…Are you kidding me?
"You…" Gray rubbed his forehead in bafflement, "Really Nat?! You? Since when did you get jealous over inane shit? It's Lucy we're talking about."
'Nat' gritted his teeth and shoved Gray's chest to stay out of his personal bubble. Before, Natsu's face had a slight flush because of the heat. Said flush escalated because of anger. Breathing while having this conversation was hard, especially for Natsu whose vexation smoldered his throat.
"Since always!" Natsu almost roared, his eye shifting from Green to flashes of Scarlet and Yellow, "Since she gets to make her way into your room easily, and I can't!"
This guy! "Ridiculousness, I-"
"-Since I love you!"
"…"
"I love you..." Natsu panted, words unconnected and stuck, "I can't do without… loving you… Jealousy? Love? My feelings? What the hell are those?! Go ahead! Laugh it off and minimize everything I say like you always do, you ASSHOLE!"
He can't breathe. Did he just hear what he heard?
Planet earth stopped revolving, alongside other planets in the galaxy. His ears shunned the whirs of the broken AC, the frantic brakes-screeching of a car outside, and filtered anything Natsu said besides the three times I love you, and the violent thrumming of his heart.
He said… I love you.
How many years has it been? His silent relationship with Natsu has suffered several thorny misunderstandings because neither communicated on an emotional level. The muscle in his chest fed greedily on those words, relishing his being in their incredible power, tenderness, and assurance.
Holy shit, the processing of each character wrecked his nerves and locked his ability to speak. The curse broke. Natsu… loves him. His mind wasn't only guessing it, but that significant fact was out there in the open.
Grave fear consumed Natsu's eyes, his subtly shivering lips, the uneven hold on his heap of clothes. He's not to be blamed. Natsu has put his heart on the line after years of caging his feelings. He thought he was granting them protection and care, and now that they're unsheltered, Natsu's fright escalated to a panic attack.
Because he's just given Gray vast leverage. How strange was it? Gray was on the extreme end of pleasure and power; Natsu was on the extreme end of fear and weakness. Why Natsu? Wasn't Gray trustworthy of those feelings' protection? Those words were the treasure Gray has been hunting whenever he caught a glimpse of affection from Natsu.
The fuming/dead scared pink haired retreated when Gray stepped towards him.
"Don't Provoke me further! I'll punch you in the face! My head's messed up, please-I don't… I love you, please… just go."
His desire to hold Natsu surpassed the barriers his friend built in a hurry to hide within. Both his palms rested on either of Natsu's damp neck. The heap of clothes fell from Natsu's grip, and the pulse under Gray's light caress quickened.
Natsu eyebrows creased in pain and regret, "Man, I'm-"
"-You love me?" Gray's cells tightened with rapture, disbelief clouding his shocked blue eyes as Natsu swallowed with a downcast stare combining fear, anxiety, and hurt, "Look here, look at me, hey."
Gray's thumb caressed the back of Natsu's neck to ease the tension and it worked well. His pulse steadied, then faltered and fell down along with a heavy exhale. Natsu's gaze was full of regret and mortification.
"I'm—I didn't… mean that, I-"
Gray's caress on his neck halted. He sent a reprimanding scoff with his stare, "What, so you don't love me?"
"…" Natsu bit his lip and pulled back, but Gray won't let him maneuver his way out of that one just yet.
"You don't?"
"—I don't. You're not…" Natsu licked his lips, "It's fine… you're not… forget it, okay?"
"Why would I want to forget it?" Was this guy an idiot? "You don't make any sense—why would you wanna hide it from me?"
"I'm not-"
Gray's body loomed over Natsu's until the boy's back struggled against the closet, like Gray wanted it. There was no running out of this one, no freaking way. Natsu wasn't going to pull back the three times "I love you" because of some senseless insecurities.
Yes, but Natsu needed to learn another lesson first.
He removed his hands and snorted, crossing them over his chest. "I flew to Georgia to get you back. I expressed my desire of you living with me. I told you we're living together as boy-fucking-friends. I was freaking bold with you. Yet, you tell me you love me and take it back in less than three damn seconds?"
Natsu's gaze stayed on fallen mound of clothes, the Adam apple moving down and up his throat.
"I'm gonna walk out that door and give you until midnight to cool your head. At twelve-sharp, I want you to come to my room and tell me what you want from me, exactly. Put everything in words. If you won't risk doing that much, we're through."
Kyoto, Japan – 10:30PM
Gray laid on the bed, shirtless, transfixed at the timber ceiling and the small spotlights in between the baffles, arms behind his head. He sighed.
It was hard.
Natsu's beautiful scent had lured him during their argument. He almost jumped the boy at the 'Love' mentioning, but restrained himself before the temptation blurred his goal. Gray wasn't an idiot. Natsu meant those words, and he was pleased he finally admitted it, but bitterness tainted his happiness. That idiot… he was known for his slicing bluntness, yet, when Gray and feelings were involved, he hid like a wuss.
He didn't want Natsu to hide anymore.
But was he too extreme? Was the stifling weather getting to his head? Swear to god, if he dipped himself in cold water, steam would arise. Why was he paying the AC bill?! That's it! He'll complain to their landlord face to face.
Gray grabbed a random dark blue shirt, rolled his sleeves, snatched his phone, and keys. When he yanked the door with nothing but landlord-fighting-scenes fogging his head, he bumped into one flabbergasted Natsu Dragneel.
Gray's nose hurt. Natsu's forehead hurt.
"What the fuck dude?!"
Natsu rubbed his forehead, "That's my line! I didn't know you'd storm out like that!"
Gray checked his nose for blood, thankfully, there wasn't any. "Going to give the landlord a piece of my mind!"
"Oh…" Natsu scratched the small scar at his neck, his eyes anxious, "We'll… talk when you come back then."
Natsu came to talk? Has he made up his mind? His vice-like grip around the keys tightened. What if there's a slim possibility Natsu's interested in the policeman…? Shit, Gray wasn't ready for this. He had a feeling he dug his own grave.
"… The landlord fight can wait. Come in."
Gray stood by the door, his hand directing Natsu inside. Skittish, Natsu entered, and Gray shut the door. He threw his keys and phone back on the bed's nightstand, and sat, waiting for Natsu to sit across on the bed.
"So, you finally decided throwing the bullshit out that door? I'm delighted."
Natsu opened his mouth then closed it.
"Darling? You're not freezing now, are you?" Gray sneered coldly.
The pink haired licked his lips, looking everywhere that's not Gray's eyes. Fuck if you were cheating, and this was the guilty-cheating-wife look (Milliana, bitch, stop putting trashy vocabulary in Gray's head). After minutes of muteness, Natsu exhaled, eyes on the brink of tears.
Oh no. Don't think crying now will get you anywhere, cheating wife. STOP the trashy vocabulary. Milliana, exit Gray's system.
'Fuck you Natsu, you coward! If you use crying against me, congrats, you'll be a full-fledged pussy!'
"I have always … loved you. Remember when we started those stupid rivalry matches? That was the beginning for me. And when I thought you shared the same… feelings, I saw you surrounded by lots of… girls…"
Natsu's stare was focused on his intertwined fingers, "You… used to check out those shabby magazines with others. It's only normal. I wasn't normal. Us wasn't going to be normal. I didn't wanna be selfish and ruin our friendship, especially when your feelings weren't clear to me.
And after three years, in the base, you met Erza, so I thought maybe it was fate. You two looked like the perfect leads on a Shōjo manga cover."
"Yo-"
Gray paused when Natsu stood and sat next to Gray, their legs touching. Natsu had placed his palm on Gray's lips, shushing him.
"You don't get to talk."
He, Gray Fullbuster, has gotten himself silenced by Natsu's fingers, Shōjo manga style, glittery brushes and all. The pounding above his ribcage increased as he only hoped to kiss those fingers… shame.
Pull your shitty self together, you're supposed to look intimidating, right? He raised an eye-brow, face blank, and let Natsu's comment slide.
"Erza was partially the reason I left to Georgia. She's a fine young woman, and she could take care of you. She seemed responsible enough. But like an idiot, you let her slip away and came for me. And then Lucy and… like I said, you and… girls. Also, you're probably thinking you're protecting me from your nightmares and thrashing around all the night because of your injury… but when I check on you late at night, I hear and see all of it…"
Natsu's fingers moved to tangle with Gray's black hair, shielding one of his blue eyes.
"When I see you in pain, I feel I'm in pain. All I think of is why won't you let me stand by you. I won't do much, I know. I can't. But I want to be with you."
Holy shit, Milliana, bitch. How could he call his baby a cheating wife?! This bimbo, he needs to put earplugs around her from now onwards.
"…you told me to put what I want from you in words. You. I want 'You'. I want the 'You' in whatever form or shape. Healthy or unhealthy. All of you. It's the most selfish wish. Will you give it… to me, Gray?"
Yes. A million times of course. Who could refuse Natsu when his carnationed nose and cheeks axed the term 'Adorable'?
Erza's topic was a surprise, but Natsu's request was rather shocking. Natsu had stolen Gray's heart ages ago, but he proves himself a champion in doing so over the years. He ascertains his spot effortlessly. Gray's heartbeats raced with vigor, and warmth crept on his neck.
"I would, on one condition." Gray held Natsu's wrist firmly, "You give me 'You' too. No more hiding shit from me, otherwise, no deal."
Natsu blinked, not expecting Gray's counter request. However, he nodded timidly, "…I'm yours."
"Then, you got me." Gray approved, then glared, "And by the way, that bitch Lucy is after YOU. I was gonna keep it to myself not to put shit in your head, but she's head over heels for you."
Natsu laughed nervously, "Wh-huh?"
Gray glowered, "What do you feel about that?"
Natsu glowered back. His fists ready to punch a hole in Gray's face.
"I don't understand. What-What's with the criminal t-treatment since the afternoon?! Lucy I know, but who the hell is this Mest Gryder?! Do you wanna see me cheating s-so bad?! Asshole, I just confessed the shit out of my guts to you and-"
The pink haired was pushed on the bed, Gray's knees trapping him on either side of his waist. Gray yanked his own shirt and tossed somewhere. He leaned down until their noses touched.
"Gonna kiss you… don't bite…"
Yesterday's kissing rejection lingered in the back of his head. If the boy rejects him, easy, he'll be sure to rape him. Natsu's neck, face, ears, all shifted to red. No backing down now. He had asked Gray to give him everything, and tonight, Gray will.
Natsu's fingers gripped the sheets.
"… I won't."
"That's a good boy." Gray smirked, then captured Natsu's warm lips.
It was so foggy.
His eyes closed tightly, a hint of tears clenched at the corners, head fell back. The haziness in his head won't clear, and his entire naked body was blistery. And it hurt, the way Gray's hands clamped on his thighs forcing them apart.
'Oh no… this is bad… I can't think… I can't think… can't...'
Thinking was important. It's a human special capability, and he freaked out as he realized, he was losing it. His senses focused on the wicked tongue licking between his hips, slithering everywhere Natsu wanted and didn't want. The pain of Gray's grip was background mist to the intense feeling Natsu's insides throbbed with.
Pleasure.
It crowded at every inch of his being. At first, he opened his mouth to yell he didn't shower, but when Gray's sultry mouth sucked and pulled at him like he was a scrumptious meal, Natsu slapped a hand on his mouth not to moan like animals. Since then he had been biting his fingers, as the blazing sensation spread through.
His attempts at speaking were futile. He'd lose what he wanted to say. Natsu Dragneel submitted to the wickedness of Gray's tongue. It didn't leave a spot without stirring it up. He glided from the very bottom of Natsu's hole till the tip of his hardness, then stroked.
For a minute, Natsu wasn't in Gray's room. They were in a freaking tropical rainforest where the weather scalded, and faint snarls echoed.
Yes, it's what he secretly fantasized about. Going raw and primal with Gray, but it was… so damn embarrassing he could die. Gray didn't tease, or go at it subtly, no. He was hell-bent on having Natsu cum. He stroked fast, sucked hard, and added his tongue to the mix. There was no way Natsu could hold long, especially when he hadn't been masturbating. He was so stressed with Gray's issue that he didn't do it.
"…G… ray-"
No, no, no! He reached his limit. Gray needs to let go! Natsu pushed the other's forehead, and the bastard won't budge!
"Idiot! I'm…"
His warnings gave the opposite effect. Instead of pulling back, Gray has gotten greedier. He fondled his balls, and stuck a finger in him, his wet mouth violent, his tongue all over the head.
Natsu's heart whistled painfully, the hint of tears fell, his stomach clenched, and his back fell on the bed. The thick hot substance trickled at the corners of Gray's mouth. Even though Natsu's hardness had given in, Gray sucked for more.
"Sss-stop… enough…" Natsu begged, his hand pushing Gray's face away.
Gray's eyes hid behind his wild black locks, a smirk was in place. Swear he heard a savage roar in his ear, wild grass scratching at his flushed neck. Gray leaned and devoured Natsu's mouth. His teeth bit Natsu's lips and his skilled tongue explored him. Why was this different? They've done this before, yet, Gray was different.
Gray wiped Natsu's cum, and kicked off his pants. Red painted Natsu's skin. Gray's thighs were perfect, his beautiful erection swelled in his boxers, needing a lot of attention that he would get. Natsu would make him feel-
-Strong arms dragged him up, then Gray's mouth covered his own. On his knees, Gray violated his mouth like crazy. When he'd given Natsu a break to breathe, his rough smirk widened.
"This…" Natsu's hand was guided to touch the soft fabric of Gray's boxer, and the heated arousal growing underneath, "Needs you. Now."
Gray has become Natsu's living fantasy, somehow? How did this happen? Champagne red dusted Natsu's cheeks, his throat parched. He refused to faint or get a nose-bleed. This was his moment to live. It was a little before midnight, but life outside quietened. The room's air particles were charged with strangling lust.
An irritating layer of dampness and wetness covered their bodies, but neither complained. In between Gray's hips, a sharp odor awakened Natsu's erection. It smelled like clean pet fur mixed with sweat and plum. Crazy combination. Crazy heart. Crazy desires. Gray has made it clear he wasn't up for teasing games, so Natsu slid his boxers down, and the odor intensified.
Nothing more could turn him on. If the guy he was about to blow wasn't Gray, Natsu would've asked him to be his boyfriend any-fucking-way. For him to be Gray, that happiness wasn't measurable.
And now, he started thinking of how funny he must have smelled when Gray took care of him earlier. He didn't shower today, and it was hot, he must've sweated a lot and-
"Are we having sex, Natsu?" Impatience clung to Gray's words, his fingers, brushing Natsu's lips, anticipating.
You idiot! Heat crept towards his groin, then his salivating mouth engulfed Gray.
"Fuck…" Gray's legs spread, and his fists gathered the sheets in them.
Definitely, he loved that Gray was his boyfriend. The taste was amazing as he expected. His pre-cum was a teaser to what would soon follow. Like someone who's been hypnotized, Natsu couldn't stop. His tongue traced the outline of Gray's length multiple times, then worked the head to push Gray to the edge.
His blush burned at the slurping noise he produced and Gray's unconnected groans of pleasure. Especially, when Gray gripped Natsu's hair and thrusted in his mouth.
He was a mess. His pink hair stuck in all the weird directions, his cheeks flared pink, while a salty, milky liquid rolled down towards his chin. He panted, jaw aching. Before taking breaks or breathing, Gray had pushed him on his stomach on the bed, something cold and slippery prodded his entrance.
Wide eyed, Natsu turned around. A vanilla scented liquid covered Gray's fingers. One of them had entered him without permissions or warnings, hitching his breath.
"G-Gray!" You're kidding! This is his first time! He wasn't prepared for this mentally! This bastard needs to hit the brakes!
Running too low on strength, Natsu kneeled on the bed and his hands pushed at Gray's chest, but Gray's figure has long transformed to that of leopard. A predator that couldn't listen to reason when a delicious prey was in his territory.
'I didn't have a shower! Forget it, this is fucking scary, I need to—should I kick him now?'
He tried, but Gray saw through him. He flipped him over, and his grip steeled on Natsu's wrists, raising them above his head.
"Gra-" Gray's hungry mouth muffled his cries when more fingers entered him. It hurt. This hurt, hurt, hurt. And he wasn't allowed to scream!
Gray kissed him long, urgency and hunger clear. It soared Natsu's skin temperature. His hands touched Gray's cheeks and pushed.
"Listen-ahhh-time-out, time-out!" Natsu squirmed, "I haven't—this is a first, a scary first, you gotta let go before I kick you in-"
"Natsu." Gray breathed, eyes the color of deep passion, far from his cold blue. It was the first time Natsu sees it since they… first kissed. Nothing would stop Gray but killing him.
Have you forgotten? There're no rules in the wild. These were the words Gray's inhuman eyes communicated.
"I will enjoy you, tonight."
Before Natsu comprehends Gray's statement, the bottom of his gut scorched.
"Okay?"
How should he even reply? No? Yes? I don't know?
That asshole wasn't fair. How did he make Natsu both scared and willing?
A press of a hard, wet, and hot against Natsu's entrance sent him panicking, until it pushed in.
"Ughhh-Shit! God, no!"
The heat was unbearable. His eyes released few tears, his gasps were the sole sound in the room.
Gray was an animal, asshole, a bastard, a savage, a caveman, but at least, he had the decency to pause. He had let Natsu get used to him. The huge, him. Help, he's breaking. He won't get out of this alive.
"Wow. This is…" Gray groaned, his fists' grip around Natsu's wrists bruised. One of them slid to Natsu's jaw, forcing a kiss on him. "So, so, so tight. You feel… amazing."
You bastard, you won't be forgiven. Never.
The invasion in his ass slowly melted from painful as fuck to discomfort. It was when Gray moved that the pain returned.
"N-NO-" Then Gray hit something in him, "-Yes…"
Gray chuckled, consumed by desire as he licked his lips, "No? Yes? Which is it gonna be, Natsu?" and he hit that thing in him, again.
His embarrassment at his own contradiction shot high. What the fuck is he doing?! The moment Gray grazed that spot in him, he was no longer on earth. He'd ascended to heaven. Tremors crawled on his spine, tickled his toes, stiffened his arousal so much that it hurt.
"M-move… move now." Natsu's tone shifted from commanding to begging in seconds.
The bed no longer looked like a bed. The pillows were at odd angles and places, the sheets weren't tucked, but in a creasing spiral around them. Natsu was on his fours. Gray licked his earlobe, and bit it, thrusting in him mercilessly.
How was Gray able to do this while injured? The scarier question was what if he wasn't? Would Natsu be alive? This monster! He wanted this a long time ago (years), if it was such an intense exchange, how would it have felt at SEVENTEEN? FUCK. Too much pleasure, too much that fireworks buzzed in his head.
Last time they slept together, Gray didn't act like this. He treaded with care and gentleness. His touches were calculated and experimenting. What happened to him? Tonight, he's been violating, scary, pushy, forceful, and… too…
…honest.
Ah, so that's… what's going on…
"… Love you too." Gray whispered in his ear, "Love, love, love you."
He pushed in Natsu, and at his words, they both were undone.
And the clock signaled midnight.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
His eyelids twitched. The ringing sound awakened a mild headache that forced his eyes shut. The ghost of cold nudged him awake. He laid on the bed, a sheet covered him from the waist till his ankle. His bruised wrists came into his blurry vision.
Where did the annoying beep come from? Shut up for God's sake.
He couldn't move an inch. His lips parted, eyes half opened in a haze.
Then footsteps approached him. Gray was in white pants, gulping water from a cold plastic bottle messily. Oh… cold water. That looked more than delicious. If only he could voice out this desire.
Gray caught his bleary stare and understood what he wanted, his cheeks and ears a little flushed.
"Want?"
Natsu couldn't even nod. He was beyond exhausted and satisfied sexually that he lost speech.
His partner sat on the bed, and dragged Natsu towards his lap. Gray pressed the bottle onto Natsu's lips and carefully tilted it. Because the coldness felt so good in his throat (and he was so fucking thirsty), his hands clutched the bottle and drank until there wasn't a drop left.
"Woah." Gray sighed sadly at the empty bottle, "Great, now I have to go get more."
He laid Natsu back, noticing the beeping sound.
"Welcome back to life AC." Gray adjusted the thermostat of the room and clicked on the source of the annoyance.
Gray is a sexy guy, that's just a fact, but bathed in sunlight, half naked, water on his broad chest… somehow, today, he looks even sexier.
His face burned and a lump formed in his throat.
When his lover came back with another cold bottle, he petted Natsu's hair.
"Awake?"
Natsu nodded.
"How about a shower?"
He was sticky, slippery, and smelly between the hips, on his stomach, his neck, everywhere. And because of that, the showering idea was appealing.
Gray helped Natsu sober up and get a fresh change of clothes, then entered together as if it was a common practice.
The refreshing warm water-spray thumped on their sore muscles, soothing the emotional and sexual burst that continued until four in the morning, and enhancing the relief that followed. They faced each other, basking in one another's presence and enjoying the water massage. Occasionally, Natsu brushed Gray's hair and lowered his gaze to Gray's chest, blushing.
What a pussy. Yesterday's embarrassment made him tongue-tied since he woke up.
"You alright?" Gray finally said, water coming into his mouth.
"…" Natsu nodded, "… fine."
"… Are you hurt anywhere?"
Yes, his manliness hurt yesterday when you sort-of-raped him.
"No." Natsu stuttered, "I'm fine. Thinking, that's all…"
"What are you thinking of?" Gray demanded, tone shifting to irritated.
"I'm thinking you're really hot, and I can't believe that I have you. I need someone to whack me on the head."
The blood boiled in Gray's cheeks. He pretended to sniffle from the water and laughed, pinching Natsu's cheek, "Or to kiss you senseless."
"That would be nice."
Gray did just that. When their lips touched, a complicated bundle of emotion stirred in him. Pleasure, care and tenderness, anger at times, and lust all the time. It sent the blood rushing down. In seconds, the kiss turned from light and tender to hot and hard. Their hands held each other's heads to get the hardest out of their mouths until it hurt. Their tongues licked and teased and now Gray pressed against the other, hard and needy for more.
He didn't remember when and how, but… the way Gray's tongue teased his thighs, then engulfed him in his warm mouth... It blew his mind.
"Oh my God…"
That heated mouth worked on melting him in a torturous pace, and when Natsu was frustrated, it sucked him off sinuously to the peak of ecstasy. His hands stuck onto the cold mosaic of the showering cubicle, refusing to push in Gray's mouth when it made him insane. He bit his lips to contain his moans, but couldn't, that's how much Gray's wonderful tongue controlled him.
For the Sixth? Seventh? time that day, his vision blurred for a moment before he released plenty of hot white cum, panting afterwards, his knees giving in. While caught in Gray's hold, the monster chuckled.
"Now…" Gray washed his tainted face under the water-spray, "What are you thinking of?"
He groaned as Gray kissed his blush, "Nothing… but your fucking mouth."
"There you go."
He thought it'll be like the end, but the sexual intensity heightened as long as they stood with no clothes in a showering cubicle, which brings us to a very frustrated Natsu-corpse, and a very smug (and entertained) Gray, lying next to him in bed.
"Why're you mad?"
"Cause…" Natsu searched for the right words, "You're being waaaaaay too selfish."
"Of course, I would be." Gray caressed Natsu's chin, "You're a temptation."
"There's something wrong with you. Either you're Ice-cold, or too fucking hot for my taste."
Gray faked a puppy pout.
"Asshole!"
"Hahaha. You didn't sound so unhappy last night, darling." When he blushed, Gray's eyes showed the deep passionate color again.
No.
"You're a monster, Gray."
"Thanks." Gray pecked his lips,
Natsu shivered, scared for his life.
As Gray's fingers traced Natsu's lips, he retreated, resting his chin on his palm. And… Natsu didn't understand Gray's all-of-the-sudden-thoughtful look. Thoughtful plus passionate equals a disaster.
"Erza, Lucy, Levy. They're friends. Only friends. That day, Lucy bugged me about you, and… anyway, she's not your rival, she's my rival, since she's infatuated with you. Instead of wasting your energy imagining Shōjo manga covers featuring me and random girls, open your mind to Shounen Ai covers featuring me and you."
Oh my God.
'How can he…? He's not even blinking!'
Did he realize he's just spouted a line from a Shōjo manga? Or that he posed as the hot protagonist from ANY genre?
"…"
"What?" Gray hasn't heard Natsu's mumble.
Natsu flushed, Gray's fingers on his neck enticing him.
"I said…" He paused, staring at the pillow Gray's elbow was propped on, "No one… can rival you. You're… everything I want."
"Oh…" Gray's metal and fabric bracelet tickled Natsu's cheek, his wide grin terrifying him, "I'm awesome."
"Aaaaand this is the part you know why I hid what I feel. Your ego is suffocating."
"But you love me anyway. How many times have you said it? One, two—five times? Whose ego won't cackle after five times 'I love you'?" He found himself pulled towards one scary, lustful, Gray fullbuster, "I'm so not done with you yet."
"S-stay away. Stay two days away!"
Natsu slapped Gray and showered alone. After he'd spent last night, the morning, and the afternoon as Gray's sex-slave, Gray relented to Natsu's demands and promised he won't touch his dick until after twenty-four hours have passed.
He laid his head on Gray's bare warm chest as they sat on the sofa. Gray fanned them with a notebook (it was still hot), and thought of what to eat because Natsu was literally willing to hunt a gazelle and eat it raw.
That was a very gory image. But yeah, they were famished, long story short.
"Sushi, from the sushi place at the intersection."
"No. Don't feel like it." Natsu grumbled.
"Goichi Pizza?"
"Maybe… it takes time. Like forty-five minutes. In forty-five minutes, I'm gonna die."
"Burgers?"
"Dunno, it takes as much time."
"Convenient store stuff?"
"Are you outta your mind? I can't move, and it takes time to go there and come back, too much pain right now."
"Ok, fuck you. Anything will take time, including us cooking something, which we can't afford. And we're wasting time not ordering already. So, choose from the previous options."
Natsu sighed, "Okay… say them again?"
"For the love of my unknown grandma!" Gray pulled two pink locks, torturing Natsu, "SUSHI, PIZZA, BURGERS, CONVENIENCE STORE."
"Hmmmmm." Natsu pouted, "Okay. Eliminate two."
"Natsu, I ain't playing this game with you. I'm hungry. If you don't choose, I will."
"… Pizza?"
"Cool. What kind of Pizza?"
They argued for about five minutes about the pizza toppings and crust until they settled on large Seafood pizza, chicken barbeque, fries and cheese, and Thai style.
"All large?" Gray snorted as he nudged Natsu.
"I can pay man. Now order the fucking food."
"It's difficult to imagine you being loaded after your trip to Guinea. All what comes to my head now is you bunking with thousand others in a shelter."
"Screw you, really. Order the food before I eat you."
"I thought you said no more fun stuff." Gray smirked.
"You know what? Give me the phone!" Natsu snatched it and hopped off the couch, dialing the number to place his order as Gray laughed his head off.
Their arguing style hasn't changed. It warmed him up that everything was the same. In fact, it was fun, and light hearted that he wanted more of it, scolding himself that he wasted time not taking this step long ago. They were still friends, the dynamics changed for sure, but honestly? It was a terrific change. The missing piece of his and Gray's relationship was found.
"Forty-five minutes." Natsu claimed his place on Gray's chest, huffing, "Gonna die."
"No, you won't. You were in Guinea-"
"FUCK-" Natsu intended to murder him.
"-hey now, calm down, I'm messing with you." Gray hugged him, and pressed a kiss against his lips, "You're so easy to stir."
Natsu remained dumbfounded for a long while, and then a blush took over him. Gray smelled too good after the shower, and his bare skin tingled Natsu's arm.
Oh dear.
"We can do a lot in forty-five minutes." Gray smirked, his hand moving under Natsu's black tank-top, fingers toying with his nipple.
"Y-You promised…" Natsu whined and moaned at the trail of sweet kisses on his neck.
"Did I?" Gray sucked his other nipple, and pushed him on the sofa, intertwining their fingers. "I've always had short-term memory."
This fucking devil…
"—blasted his ears in the phone, you know. Like what the hell? We pay the rent, we should have the AC running correct, especially in this season!"
Milliana was frustrated, and Gray understood her.
Then. She couldn't help but notice the strange air around Natsu. He listened to her, but, didn't really. His eyes shined. Cheeks, nose, and neck reddening. At first, she thought Natsu was like her, being stifled in this hot damned building.
… Only to discard the naïve thought.
It was the little things. His fingers touched Gray's. Gray held two fingers, massaged them, thinking it wasn't visible to others (Last she saw them, they weren't so touchy feely). When they communicated, it was whispers, their faces a breath apart. When Gray spoke to others, Natsu settled behind him, gazing at his back under some fucked up hypnosis.
What's with this suffocating sexual tension on the laundry floor?! And what's the flowery pheromones Natsu secreted?
Whenever Gray went, Natsu tailed him, as if unable to detach from him. Whenever Gray could, he'd touch Natsu's hair, fingers, or grab his waist.
"Natsu, are you still here with us?" Milliana questioned, a suspicious smirk surfacing.
"Hmm?"
Of course not. He didn't move until Gray did, no wait, he was drooling all over Gray.
smirrrrrrkkkkk.
Milliana stared at Kagura who stared back with wide eyes and gaped mouth.
"Oh my God. Ohmygod, ohmygod!" Milliana yelled with enthusiasm, "You two did it, didn't you?"
Gray froze, staring at her in disbelief, "What?!"
"Oh you did. Right, Natsu?"
"Huh?!" Natsu's face reddened, giving it away, "I d-don't know what you're talking about!"
"Liar! It's written all over your face. Oh my, I'm so happy for you Natsuuuuuu!" She stuck onto him, hugging him and pestering him with her boobs.
"Get off!" Gray pulled Natsu towards his chest, his protective hold threatening. Shit, she almost heard his animalistic snarl.
"OH MY GOD!" It wasn't the caveman act that made her tearful, it was this sight—let's take a picture quick. "Right! I gotta chat with your mom and tell her that the stick in your butt is successfully removed! AT LAST!"
Milliana walked off with her phone and image of the day.
Kagura bowed politely, "I'm so glad that your struggles ended. Erza will be pleased. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have my own calls to make."
To Be Continued...
Next Chapter Release: In a week, more or less, subject to change.
Special thanks to: JO, (They do. Probably. Yeah.), deboome, (Indeed... Leave their issue to me. I'll make them chill...)
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