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this chapter...is sort of disjointed...eh...not really sure what to say...and warnings I guess, but hey, you got through the second chapter...a little more descriptive? idk
Gray cannot say this request was easy.
Actually, that's wrong. The request by itself was fairly easy; just to capture the head of this criminal organization.
What he wasn't expecting was for his followers to track them for days on end, constantly launching ambushes along their path. It was exhausting, having to be constantly alert. Juvia's uninjured for the most part due to her water body, but her magic supply's nearly depleted, and he's covered in a multitude of various scratches and gashes, none too serious but enough to warrant a day's rest. "That's..." he pants out, "the last of them?" He leans heavily on Juvia's shoulder, seconds away from falling asleep standing up.
"Juvia hopes so..." She stops at a sluggish river, Gray collapsing next to her.
Juvia bends down, taking greedy gulps of the water while Gray tries to control his racing heart. "That safe?"
"It's clean," she confirms. "Really clean, for river water."
The brief stop's given him some energy, so Gray forces himself up with a groan, fatigue threatening to overwhelm him, supporting himself on a fallen tree. "You're hurt?" Juvia asks, worried.
"Nah, just really...tired."
"We'll stay here then," she decides. "Over there." She points to a clump of felled trees, falling in a way that created a sort of roof.
"It's only morning—"
"You need rest, Gray-sama."
"Fine, fine," he grumbles like a stubborn child, then takes a look at his surroundings. "Whoa...this place..."
"Looks like a tornado blew through here..."
"Or a Natsu." The trees for miles around have all fallen, and the grass is short, too short, like it's recently been burned down. "How'd we—"
"Not notice this? Too busy running."
"Mm, so let's go?" Gray stands up without the tree's support, legs suddenly collapsing under him. He nearly falls, Juvia catching him at the last second.
"Are you—"
"'m fine. Just need...few hours...rest..." He blinks, fighting the urge to close his eyes.
Juvia looks at him for a few seconds, calculating, and then heaves him over her shoulder, sprinting towards their temporary refuge. Gray can't do much but let his feet drag on the ground uselessly.
When they reach the cluster of trees, Juvia unceremoniously drops Gray on the ground. He yelps in pain and considers complaining but sleep is too appealing, so he curls up right there, bugs and dirt be damned, and closes his eyes. Juvia mutters something about how he needs to lose weight, rubbing her shoulder, but it's lost in his exhausted haze.
He does become more alert when he feels slender fingers gently caress his stomach, then dipping lower. "Hrm?"
"Oh!" Juvia stops at being caught, hurriedly explaining, "You—you're hurt, so Juvia thought she should..." Her voice drops to an embarrassed mumble, but Gray is now coherent to understand.
"Ah, that..."
"If you don't want—"
"'m fine with it." Juvia sighs in relief, and slides down his slacks, leaving him with only his boxers. It doesn't bother him; in fact, it helps with the heat, so he quickly loses himself to the call of his dreams, lulled by the sound of Juvia's quiet humming.
His wounds are dressed when Gray wakes, so Juvia must have stuck to her word, but strangely enough, said water mage is nowhere in sight. He stands and stretches, wincing at the soreness, and heads out to find her.
It's late afternoon when Gray finally catches sight of her, based on the sun's position and the heat that came with this time (mostly the heat) and—oh.
Juvia's clothes have been discarded, spread out on a rock nearby, and she is...
Gray's mouth goes dry and his cheeks flush dark crimson when he sees Juvia, completely exposed with the soft rays of sunlight illuminating her form. Sapphire hair cascades down past her shoulders, much like the river she's currently bathing in, and her eyes are closed as she skillfully manipulates the water to wash away every speck of grime.
It's a scene out of a fucking fairytale—fairytail, he thinks, and nearly laughs—with Juvia as a water sprite, blending in perfectly with the river and the nature around her. Gray sneaks over, stepping into the river with barely a splash. Juvia doesn't notice, absorbed in her magic.
She does notice when Gray wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him, and starts in fright. "Wh-who—" The water she had been controlling falls back into the slow-moving river with a splash, drenching both of them.
"It's me, Juvia," he reassures in a husky whisper, lips murmuring against her neck. Impulsively, he gives an open-mouthed kiss to that spot, dropping one hand to trace lazy patterns on her side. Juvia's still wound tighter than a spring, so Gray asks, "Are you...uncomfortable?"
It takes a while before he hears an audible answer. "No, just...surprised. It's...alright." Her answer is an unconfident mumble, and Gray considers pausing when Juvia quickly turns, pushes him away, then pulls him back, chests touching and legs intertwined. "But I..." She looks up, ocean eyes meeting orbs of dark ice, and Gray can see the unfinished statement in them. Their lips come together in a messy kiss, embracing each other and heat swelling within them.
Gray breaks it and nuzzles into her neck, nose buried in her hair. Her scent is light, washed away with the water, but still with a hint of a refreshing sea breeze.
He starts at the base of her neck, tongue flicking out to lick the smooth skin. Juvia takes a shuddering breath when Gray bites down, gently enough so it won't leave a mark. She really is beautiful, mystical even, with every inch of her body covered in clear water droplets, flowing and creating microscopic streams down her breasts. They converge at one point, a liquid bead hovering on her nipple, which Gray drinks in with flat swipes of his tongue. Juvia arches into the touch, an 'ah' escaping her lips. "Gray...it's not enough—I want...more."
"More?" Gray considers the request, blushing when he understands. "R-right..." It was one thing to do...this, but...that was in a completely different level. Of course, there was really no stopping now, not with how far they've come.
(but that doesn't fix anything)
and...there
have I mentioned I've never written smut before? yeah...next chapter.../scared
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