A/N: Long explanation that I had planned short: I'm sooo sorry for the super late updates recently. I had basically no ideas for any of my fics and I've been busy. Also I kinda lied last chapter, this one is also pretty smutty, but the next few should be moderately fluffy/angsty depending on what I feel like writing. Anyway, Happy belated Halloween (and Thanksgiving cos I'm a terrible person and I haven't updated in forever), if you celebrate it! Enjoy! :3

"Natsu..." The pinkette whipped around to search for the voice calling out to him from the darkness. He reached out in front of him, unable to see his own hand in the smothering black. He felt hands wrap around him from behind, unnaturally cold yet strangely comforting hands. He closed his eyes and allowed them to engulf him. He suddenly felt an insistent light pressing against his eyelids. He opened his eyes slowly, squinting against the brightness. He felt heat surround him as he reached to fight off the light, feeling as if he should protect whoever those chilled hands belonged to. Eventually, the light moved away, dissipating into the dark.

"Gray…" He called out, wanting that chill to cover him, wanting that delicious smell of pine to surround him.

Natsu jerked awake, reaching next to him to the familiar cold, pulling it closer as a way of comforting himself. As he went to breath in the enticing pine smell, he realized that he hadn't been holding Gray, but instead a pile of blankets that still had Gray's lingering scent. He opened his eyes with a little difficulty, searching for his missing roommate. He noticed a blurred light in the corner of his eye and looked up to see a blanket covering a computer screen and his roommate. He looked over to their tiny alarm clock, its chunky letters reading 5:32. He got up slowly, hoping to scare him, wanting to punish him for leaving him alone in bed. Just as he was about to pounce, his roommate cursed loudly and pushed his chair back violently.

Gray woke up slowly, looking around to find the dim light of the alarm clock. He knew it wasn't quite morning yet as there was no sunlight filtering through the small window. He found the small clock emitting red lights that read 4:58. He felt excitement well up inside him. He had at least four hours before Natsu woke up to play the new horror game he had found on sale.

He got up carefully so that he didn't wake his roommate on accident and made his way over to his computer in the darkness. He felt his way around his desk, searching for his phone. If he could use that as a flashlight and find a blanket, he could buffer some of the light that would illuminate the whole room once it was turned on.

He finally felt the rounded rectangular shape and switched it on. Using it as a flashlight, he worked his way over to the closet to grab a spare blanket. He still felt tired after just waking up and upon feeling the warm softness of the blanket, nearly passed out where he stood. He shook his head slightly to stay awake. He wrapped it around his shoulders and shuffled back to his chair. He didn't trust himself to stay in his strange sitting position so he merely sat normally with the blanket draped around the laptop and himself. He waited for his computer to start up and typed in the password.

He felt that maybe he was a bit too excited about the horror game, but he didn't care. He had heard a lot of good things about it, there was good jumpscares, a mystery behind the game, and loads of conspiracy videos that he had watched before buying the game. He already had chills racing down his back just from reading the opening screen.

Five Nights at Freddy's

He knew it was a relatively old game that had come out a few years ago but from what he had heard, it was one of the scariest games ever made so he had avoided it until an online sale a few days ago. He placed his headset over his ears and clicked New Game. He was immediately immersed into the game. He heard a voice through his headset giving him instructions. From what he had seen, the first night was never that bad.

He clicked through the cameras and kept up a basic cycle of camera, left light, right light and if he saw anything outside the doors, he shut them. After a few minutes of playing, he noticed that his power level was only 3%. He looked to the top right of the screen, 5 am. He could do this. He checked the cameras quickly and clicked the lights on and off, checking. Just a few more minutes and he would get to Night 2.

Suddenly, everything turned off and he heard a power-down noise. He squeezed his eyes shut, awaiting the inevitable jumpscare. He heard a joyous tune come through his headphones. It was suddenly cut off by a triumphant note and children shouting joyfully. He pried his eyes open to see the 5 turning to a 6. He couldn't contain his joy and laughed nervously. Almost instantly, he was thrown into Night 2 and more instructions from the mysterious "Phone Guy" as he had heard him called. He hadn't watched too many videos about Night 2 so he was uninformed of its horrors. Once 2 am in game rolled around, Gray thought he had this game down pat. He became overconfident in his abilities as a Five Nights at Freddy's gamer. That is, until he discovered that Pirate's Cove wasn't actually out of order on Night 2. He flipped through the cameras again, deciding to check on Pirate's Cove just for fun. He noticed that the animatronic in Pirate's cove was leaning out of the curtains, looking straight at him with his dead, soulless eyes. He switched back to the camera on the stage to find that both Bonnie and Chica had left. He closed the camera and switched on the lights outside the right door only to find that Chica was waiting outside the window. He closed the door quickly, yelping quietly, not that he would ever tell anyone, and attempted to turn on the light outside the left door. He couldn't. He didn't know what to do. He could hear quick thumping noises that sounded like footsteps getting closer and closer. He tried to close the door, also a failure. He didn't feel prepared for the jumpscare that was bound to happen. He checked the time in game, 5 am. He knew he was going to die. He felt his heart beat begin to quicken as the anticipation built in his chest. He squeezed his eyes shut when suddenly…

He heard the triumphant tones and children shouting, but he couldn't believe his ears. He looked up at the screen with a bit of hesitation. He had made it. Night 3. He didn't know what to expect, but he knew that if he could beat Night 2, surely Night 3 couldn't be too difficult. After all he was an experienced gamer. He was overconfident in his abilities.

He listened to the Phone Guy as he flipped through cameras, keeping his cycle of camera, left light, right light. He made sure to keep an eye on Pirate's Cove while also monitoring the stage and cameras near his doors. He smiled confidently and straightened up slightly. He knew he could do this. After all, he had made it through the first two nights. What's one more, … right? He suddenly felt a wave of foreboding course through him. What if he couldn't get through one more night? He cast the thought away, he had to stay focused on winning. He was almost there, just a few more nights to go and he would beat the game. After a few minutes had passed, he noticed that the Foxy was no longer in his proper spot. He switched the camera off and looked at the time, still only 2 am. He felt dread flow through his veins as he tried to close the left door. Blocked. He took his hands off the keyboard as he heard the familiar footsteps run quickly towards him. He knew he wouldn't be able to narrowly escape this one. He felt the adrenaline course through his veins. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He wanted to shut his eyes tightly again, but also wanted to see what the jumpscare would be like. He kept them open, awaiting the inevitable jumpscare. He still didn't feel quite prepared for it. He knew it was coming and that made it even worse. He tried the light again, to no avail. He tried the door, nothing. He calmed down for a moment. Surely if there was going to be a jumpscare, it would have happened already, right…? Feeling safer, he opened the cameras to check on Pirate's Cove. Foxy was still gone. He closed the camera, preparing to check the lights again when…

"Aaaaaahhhh!" He heard a high pitched screaming blaring in his ears and saw the fox animatronic jump out from the side of the door.

"Agh! Fuck me..." He said quietly, feeling his nerves on end and his racing heart trying to escape the confines of his ribs.

"Well, I mean, if you insist." He jolted in his chair, causing the blanket to fall from around his head onto the desk. He laughed nervously under his breath as he spun around in his chair to see Natsu towering over him.

"I'm playing a horror game, Natsu. I didn't mean it like that." he explained, too tired to deal with Natsu's teasing.

"Aww… I really wanted to." Natsu pouted. He leaned in closer to Gray's ear. "Last night was great by the way." He whispered, quickly lapping at it.

Gray shivered as flashes of the night before raced through his mind. He didn't know what came over him. He looked at the time, 5:14. He didn't feel tired after playing the game, but still felt that he probably needed coffee in order to truly be completely be awake.

"But, then again,…" Natsu began, "Are you sure you didn't mean it like that?"

Gray felt his veins swell as blood rushed to his face. He tried to move away from Natsu, but was stopped by his desk. Natsu moved closer. Gray felt himself shrink into the alcove underneath his desk in an attempt to escape Natsu's grasp. Natsu leaned over him, ignoring the raven and reaching for the laptop resting innocently on the desk. He brought the chair over and sat down, Gray still trapped at his feet.

"What is this game, anyway, Gray?" He asked innocently, as if he couldn't feel his roommate underneath the desk.

"It's called Five Nights at Freddy's." He began to explain, cramped underneath the desk. "It's a game about animatronics that want to kill you, the night guard." He thought about his progress in the game. "I've gotten really far though, so don't click New Game." Natsu clicked New Game despite Gray's warning and placed the headset over his ears, listening to the Phone Guy giving him instructions.

"You, uh, you pressed New Game, anyway, didn't you?" He asked, slightly depressed at the progress he lost. "Aaand you probably can't even hear me, can you?" He waited for a moment, no response came. "Yep… Well, fine, I'll just have to make you lose." He didn't know exactly how to make Natsu lose on Night 1, but he had a few ideas, none of them decent. He thought about it for a moment before deciding on a plan that would definitely make Natsu die in game. He took a deep breath in preparation before moving into a kneeling position. He waited for a moment, ensuring that Natsu was immersed completely into the game. He began to slowly pull down Natsu's shorts, revealing his flaccid cock. Gray would soon fix that. He felt Natsu tense upon being exposed, but continue playing.

Natsu felt a smirk twitching at the edges of his mouth. He tried to keep a laugh down by focusing on the game. He knew what Gray was going to try to do and he felt himself harden at the thought. Knowing how good Gray was at it simply aroused him to no end.

Gray began to rub his hands up and down Natsu's legs, building tension, distracting him. Not only did he want to make Natsu lose, but he also wanted to show that he wasn't just some sniveling school girl who had fallen for a guy; he could be the dominant one too.

Natsu could feel himself falling, he tried to stay focused, but couldn't quite see the screen as clearly as he would have liked.

Gray planted a kiss on both of Natsu's knees, slowly working his way up his thighs until eventually coming face to face with a half-hard member. He smirked, knowing that he had been the one to cause this, not his submissiveness, but him. Feeling confident in his abilities, Gray placed a chaste kiss on Natsu's abdomen, purposely avoiding any contact with his erection. He felt Natsu scoot back slightly on the chair, allowing Gray more room to do as he wished. He looked up at Natsu who was still acting as if he was focusing on the game, hunched over slightly, biting one hand with the other on the mouse clicking rapidly.

Gray felt a strange sense of competition with his roommate. He wanted to win against the pink-haired idiot. And the only way he could think of was creating a more assertive role in their… relationship. He placed one hand just underneath Natsu's balls, not quite touching them, merely allowing the tips of his fingers to brush up against the base.

Natsu tensed at the sensation and tried to scoot forward slightly so that Gray's hand would touch him more directly, but Gray pulled away just before his fingers could reach the point that Natsu wanted them to.

Gray waited for a moment before dragging a long finger slowly up Natsu's shaft, just barely ghosting its presence over the sensitive nerves. Gray looked up to see Natsu focusing intensely on the screen, with one hand clamped down in his mouth to silence any whines and the other resting on the mouse, clicking furiously. He noticed a small clear bead beginning to form at the tip of Natsu's now throbbing erection and had an idea.

He darted his tongue out, lapping quickly at the tip.

"Mmph…!" He heard a muffled whine from above him and looked up in interest. He saw Natsu looking down at him with lust clouding his eyes. Gray smirked quietly and dragged his tongue from the base of the erection in front of him all the way back to the tip, staring Natsu in the eye the whole time. Once he had reached the tip, he pulled away, waiting. He knew that, at this point in the game, Natsu should be attacked but no sounds of irritation or fear came.

Gray felt as if he needed Natsu to lose on Night 1, if only so he could prove himself as a better gamer than his roommate. He heard excited laughter rain down on him. As he looked up, he noticed it change from adorable excitement to taunting chuckles.

"Ha, Gray. You tried to make me lose on Night 1 but yo- Nnngh…" His hand shot up to his mouth as he felt Gray engulf his throbbing arousal.

"Gray…" He moaned, ignoring the voice coming through the headphones. Gray tried to pull away when he noticed that Natsu was no longer paying attention to the screen, but his roommate had reached down and held him in place.

Gray dragged his teeth up and down along with his mouth, not quite hard enough to be considered painful, but enough to cause Natsu to take his hand away so he could stifle his moans. Gray pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting his mouth to his roommate's dripping erection. Natsu pushed the chair back violently before reaching down and pulling Gray out from underneath the desk. Their mouths collided messily, saliva dripping down their chins, the flavors of winter and cinnamon swirling together on their tongues.

Natsu placed his hand on Gray's neck, forcing Gray deeper into their kiss. Gray felt secure in the pinkette's grasp, he felt warm, happy, tired… Gray suddenly felt the exhaustion from waking up so early after staying up late wash over him.

He looked up at Natsu with weary eyes, barely keeping them open for a moment before falling into his roommate's embrace.

"G'night, Nazu..." He slurred sleepily, finally allowing himself to pass out.

"It'd be 'Good Morning', Gray." Natsu corrected even though he knew the raven couldn't hear him through the warm embrace of sleep.

He carried Gray to his bed and set him down on the soft sheets before covering him with the fluffy blanket covering his computer that still showed the Five Nights at Freddy's screen. He looked down at the tent that had formed in his boxers and laughed quietly to himself.

"I'm gonna have to go take care of this, Gray. You really now how to get me fired up." He said, his voice barely above a whisper as he reached down and planted a soft kiss on Gray's forehead.

He walked, almost silently over to the closet, his feet barely brushing against the floor, and grabbed a random set of clothes, not bothering with getting a shirt or even pants, merely grabbing the first pair of boxers he saw.

He padded barefoot into to their bathroom and set his clothes down on the counter, his every movement sending sparks of painful pleasure up and down his spine, radiating out from his throbbing arousal.

He turned on the water to practically freezing, hoping that the extreme cold would help to rid him of this erection. As he slipped out of his boxers, the fabric brushed against him, making him lose his balance and take a few, quick gasping breaths. He stepped into the shower and allowed the cold water to wash over him, slowly making his arousal lessen, but he couldn't stop thinking about those chilled hands running over him, touching his most intimate places. His breath sped up slightly as he thought about it and he felt his erection return. He slid his hand down, slowly making his way to his arousal. Without even needing to think, he wrapped a hand around his burning arousal and began to stroke back and forth, barely managing to raise the temperature of the water slightly with his other hand. He closed his eyes, placing one hand on the shower wall for balance, feeling the rivulets of water run over his sensitive skin, sending sparks straight to his dripping erection.

He could only imagine Gray's chilled hands and mouth on him, that hot mouth contrasting strongly with those frozen hands.

"Gray…" He allowed a small moan to escape despite his efforts to stay quiet. He began to speed up, feeling closer and closer to the edge with each thrust.

He felt a hot coil form in his gut, threatening to break lose at any moment.

"Ngh… Gray..!" He called out quietly, feeling the white ribbons escaping from their confines and splattering the wall only to be washed away by the torrents of warm water. He stood their panting quietly for a moment, slowly recovering his sanity before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. As he toweled off, he thought about where he could take Gray as their first official date. After all, he did complain about that earlier. He grew excited as he thought about all of the fun places he could take him. He slid the boxers he had gotten on and realized that they were not his, their design of snowflakes and glacial blue ice having a stark contrast with his usual orange and red flame pattern.

Oh well, it's not like it really matters… And this'll probably embarrass Gray. He thought deviously to himself.

He crawled into bed with a slumbering Gray, pressing his back against the raven's chest, loving how safe and secure this position made him feel. He felt himself slip into the grasp of a quiet, dreamless sleep with the faint smell of winter.

A/N: First off, I am ososososososososooso sorry about the extremely late update and the shortness of this chapter. I am going to try my best to get out another 2 or 3 chapters before Christmas, not making any promises but I'll try. I'm also probably going to try and make the updates for this roughly monthly? I obviously am unable to make them weekly so monthly is the next best thing. Thanks to everyone who follows, faves, reviews, etc. and thanks to all of you who stayed followed despite my failure to update sooner. Bai :3