Author's Note: Greetings everybody! Greetings during midterm and work stress *_* So ahem, this was a request from tumbles where I kid you not, someone asked for "a bondage scene? Gray tying Juvia up (with the Gruviascarf)." In essence, that's exactly what this is, and then some. I've tainted the holy Gruvia scarf, I know, I know… the things I do for people 'cause I'm such a people pleaser heheh OTL. Nevertheless, I hope you like it! :)
title: wrists bound in my hands
rating: M
summary: When it came to thanking her for his scarf, this wasn't exactly what he had in mind.
Gray glanced down to the scarf draped over his hands, eyeing it hesitantly.
"Are you sure about this?"
Juvia nodded excitedly, reclined against his bed with her wrists crossed over one another above her head. "Juvia's very, very sure."
"But… it's nice." He frowned, looking from the scarf to the girl. "It's like, silk or somethin'."
"It's wool, Gray-sama."
"Whatever, point is it's super warm when it's all wrapped and stuff. What if you chafe your wrists or tear it?"
"Juvia specifically chose a fabric that's resistant to tears," she replied matter-of-factly, a mischievous twinkle gleaming in her eye. "Don't worry, Gray-sama. Juvia would never break her present to you!"
"You… made this with this in mind," he muttered as little sparkles gleamed around her.
Juvia beamed, nodding eagerly while rubbing her wrists together. "Please, please…"
He puffed out a breath, rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes wandered from her face to her body. "And you wore that," he added, nodding to the strapless dress hugging her figure, "so I wouldn't need to pull it up over your arms when we get started. You really thought this through, didn't you?"
"'When', Gray-sama?" she echoed excitedly, flashing a bright grin.
Gray sighed, averting his eyes with a light blush on his cheeks. "This isn't my thing," he said firmly, walking towards the bed nevertheless. "But if you want it so bad…"
She stifled her excited squeal as he leaned over her, fastening the scarf and tying her wrists to the bedpost.
"It's the least I can do," he muttered, securing a tight knot that made her squeak, "to thank you for it in the first place."
"Ooh, Gray-sama…" she purred, and he twitched at the blush spreading across her cheeks as she pulled against the loop. "So tight…"
"Er, sorry," he mumbled, ignoring her whined protest as he slightly loosened the knot. "Don't we need a safe word or somethin'?"
He stiffened when he felt her hot tongue on his neck, sliding up his throat before her lips pressed against his ear. "Gray…"
He shuddered, uttering a grunt as blood roared in his ears. "N—Not that one," he rasped, drawing a slow, steady breath. "You'll be saying it too much, how am I supposed to—?"
"No," she said softly, and he tilted his head down, glancing to her face. "Not Gray-sama," she murmured, lashes hovering low over her eyes, "just… Gray."
Gray paused, silently studying her face. "Oh," he said, shifting on the bed and trapping her beneath him. He dipped his head down and captured her lips, feeling her lashes brush against her cheeks as she returned his kiss and moaned against him. "You never say that," he mumbled when he pulled away, watching her eyes dazedly rise to his.
She nodded, slowly tracing her tongue around her lips. He glanced above her, trailing his eyes from her bound wrists to her flushed face.
"You sure you want this?"
She lifted her head up and kissed him, tilting her head and taking his lower lip between her teeth. She nipped it before pulling away, eliciting a grunt from the ice mage as he gazed down at her.
"Please…" she whispered, biting her lip and leaning her face against her arm.
His gaze fell to her lips before he leaned down and crashed his mouth against hers. She whimpered when he slanted his mouth, kissing her harder as his fingers slipped through her hair. His hand slid to her neck, angling her lips against his as he kissed her deeper. Her eyes squeezed tighter, her body squirming beneath him as his tongue dipped inside her mouth.
He kissed her greedily while his hand slipped from her neck to her breast, giving a firm squeeze. She moaned against his lips, arching eagerly into his hand. He pulled back and she panted hard, her chest rising and falling with every breath while her lips tinted pink from friction.
"Gray-sama…" she whispered as his other hand hiked her skirt to her waist, exposing her center. She made a small sound when he slid his hand over her ass before kissing her, stealing her breath while shoving her hips on his and grinding against her. She gasped before moaning throatily, rolling her hips back against his as his tongue swerved her mouth.
His fingers danced along the zipper of her dress before he yanked it down in a swift tug, pulling her dress down and over her legs as she extended them in the air. Tossing it aside, he glanced at her, her body completely bare as she chewed her lower lip and rubbed her wrists together.
"Mm, Gray-sama…" she purred, tilting her head and batting her lashes. "What are you going to do to me?"
He leaned his face close to hers, and she watched with bated breath as his lips curled in a dangerous smirk.
"…Nothing."
She blinked, furrowing her brow as he leaned off of her and shifted off the bed. "Gray-sama?"
"Got you all started, didn't I?" he said, gripping the hem of his shirt and sliding it up and over his head. "You want me to touch you?"
She whined, pulling on the knotted scarf as he shucked his pants down and kicked them off his legs.
"Say it, Juvia," he ordered. "Say you want me to touch you."
"G-Gray-sama…" she stammered, a warm blush spreading across her cheeks. She ducked her head and bit her lip, bashfully averting her eyes. "P-Please… touch Juvia…"
"Hm," he hummed, and she shivered as his eyes traveled licentiously down her body. "Now say it again," he said, hooking his thumb in the hemline of his boxers, "but moan it. Tell me how much you want it."
Her face flushed darker, eyes following the boxers sliding down his sharp hipbone before they pooled at his feet. Slowly raising her eyes to his, she met his gaze as he watched her under a piercing stare.
She swallowed, licking her dry lips before drawing a breath. "Gray-sama…" she moaned, rubbing her legs together as her lashes hovered lower over her eyes. "Please, touch me…"
He groaned lowly, and she gasped upon finding his eyes closed with his head tilted back. His right hand was moving, his palm gliding along his hardening arousal as he rolled his neck back.
"Yeah," he murmured huskily, sweeping his tongue across his upper lip, "just like that…"
Her eyes widened as her heart pounded, thumping painfully hard at the sight. Her face flushed twenty shades of red, her breath stilling in her throat when his eyes opened lazily and locked with hers.
"Juvia…" he breathed, and she gasped as his hand stroked faster. "Oh, fuck—"
The girl whimpered, clenching and unclenching her fingers against her restraint. "Gray-sama—"
He groaned, brushing his tongue against the side of his mouth. "Not as good as your hands," he murmured, and her face reddened when he leaned his head to the side and winked at her. "But they're a little tied up at the moment."
Her lips parted, her throat growing dry as his face began to flush. "Ah… J-Juvia wants—"
She muffled her squeal when his hips jerked, thrusting in his hand. He grunted as his fingers squeezed, sliding rougher up and down his length.
"Ah," she whined, squirming and tugging against the scarf. "Gray-sama… let Juvia—"
Her stomach flipped as he bit his lip, smoothing his hair back with his hand. "Fuck, Juvia," he groaned, eyes shutting closed while heavy pants escaped his lips.
Her heart raced in her chest as she whimpered, listening to his grunts and moans. "Gray…"
"That's not the way you moaned it when you kissed my neck," he rasped, growling as he swirled his thumb around the head. "God, that felt so fucking good…"
Juvia whined, sliding her knees up as she pulled on the scarf. "Gray-sama—"
He chuckled, tossing his hair out of his eyes and brushing his tongue against the corner of his mouth.
"This getting you off?" he murmured, stepping towards her. He shifted on the bed and smirked when her breath caught in her throat, her blue eyes glazing over in desire as she chewed her lower lip. "Watching me touch myself…" he rumbled, squeezing his hand tighter and rubbing harder, "while I—ngh—think of you?"
He kneeled over her and slid his other hand down her collarbone to her breast, sending a jolt through her body as she moaned and arched her back. He pressed his lips to her neck, sucking vigorously while she gasped and leaned her head to the side.
"Naked," he growled in her ear, "and tied to my bed…"
Her body shuddered as his fingers pinched her nipple, his tongue gliding up her throat. "Ah—" she gasped sharply, her hair spilling over her bound arms and shoulders. "G-Gray-sama—"
He placed his hand over her bound wrists, squeezing them together as his lips traced wet patterns along her chest. His mouth enveloped a rosy peak and sucked, his fingers squeezing her ample breast as Juvia moaned loudly. He bit down and she whimpered, scrunching her face before he lifted his head and pressed her lips to his. Both arms planted on either side of her face as his mouth slanted over hers, swallowing her moans as his tongue swerved against hers.
He pulled away, a thin strand of saliva hanging between their lips as her dazed eyes rose to his.
He panted hard, dark eyes boring into hers. Her lashes lowered and he kissed her once more, feeling her whimper into his mouth. He leaned away and trailed kisses down her body, his hands squeezing her breasts as his tongue traced the curve of her hip bone. Juvia shut her eyes and whined, turning her face into her arm.
"Juvia," he murmured, and she shuddered at the cool breath brushing her inner thigh. "Mouth, or fingers?"
Her face burned red as her head grew dizzy. "G-Gray-sama—"
"Answer me," he commanded. "Mouth"—he swiped his tongue against her and she cried out, tossing her head back—"or fingers." His thumb dipped between her folds before sliding up to her clit, pressing fast circles into the area.
She nearly screamed, her hips bucking as they rose off the mattress. "Oh—please—"
He smirked, dipping his thumb in his mouth and sucking it clean. She moaned at the sound, anxiously rubbing her wrists together.
"You're so sensitive," he mumbled, spreading her legs wider. "Tell me, Juvia. Which one?"
His tongue swept over her center as his finger traced her entrance, eliciting a breathy scream from the girl.
"Ah—I-I—" She moaned, rolling her hips in rhythm with his tongue. "J-Juvia wants—b-both—"
He laid his mouth over her core, promptly sucking while his fingers pushed inside. Her body shuddered as she screamed his name, tilting her head back and moaning throatily. His movements were rough, his fingers shoving in and out in a sharp, uneven tempo as his tongue swept repeatedly over her clit.
"Oh—" she gasped, her chest heaving with her labored breaths. "Gray-sama—ah—"
He swirled his tongue around as his fingers curled, making her scream and thrash about. His mouth gave powerful, rigorous sucks, meeting the rolls of her hips and cries of his name. He could hear the fabric straining against her tugs, her body squirming wildly against him as her throaty voice begged for more. He silently obliged, slipping groans between his licks while plunging another finger inside. She was wet and tight around his fingers, his other hand holding her thigh and keeping her still. Lifting his chin, he swirled his tongue around her clit before pressing into it with the tip and taking it in his mouth.
"Gray-sama!" she cried, her voice growing hoarse, but she was still adding the suffix to his name, eliciting a growl from the ice mage. He wanted her to lose it, and he wouldn't stop until he got that response from her. Slipping his tongue between her folds, he swiped it up before raising his face and licking his lips.
Juvia was moaning and panting, her face buried in her arm and her face stained a deep pink. Her eyes were shut, eyebrows pulled together before relaxing, and the range of emotions that crossed her face were captivating.
He lowered himself once more and kissed her stomach, tracing her hipbone with his tongue before running it up to her naval. She whimpered and writhed beneath him, her breaths staggering as he moved his mouth higher.
He slid his fingers out, leisurely gliding them over her damp sex. He moved them up and down, slowly, feeling her body tense and tremble from his simple touches. She was only getting wetter against his fingers, and he smirked, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her stomach before traveling lower.
Glancing up to her face, he placed his fingers inside his mouth, making sure to suck them wetly for her to hear. The slurp of his lips resonated loudly in her ears, and when he lowered his hand and stroked her again, the squelch of his fingers made her toes curl and thighs tremble.
Without warning, he pushed his fingers inside her, making her hips buck with a breathless scream tearing from her lips. He kissed a path up her stomach, sucking her breasts and swirling his tongue around her nipple before grazing her collarbone and biting her neck. His mouth glided higher while his fingers worked ruthlessly inside her, eliciting cries and moans of pleasure as his lips brushed her cheek and trailed to her ear.
"Juvia," he panted in her ear, and her body instantly reacted against his cool breath, arching up with a soft whimper escaping her lips. "Juvia…"
She moaned at the seductive sound—his voice was so deliciously rich, low and husky, almost growling in her ear. Raw need pulsed in his tone, eliciting shivers throughout her body, especially when he grazed his teeth along the shell and groaned the most salacious groan that made her toes curl.
"So fucking wet…" he growled, his mouth quirking in a grin when her muscles squeezed around his fingers. "And so fucking tight…" He grunted as he shoved his fingers deeper, making her gasp and toss her head back. "You love this, don't you, Juvia."
She whined as his fingers stroked higher, raising her hips to sink them deeper. "Ha—ah—"
"Which is better?" he murmured, mouth pressed against her ear. Her body shuddered violently. "Getting fucked by my fingers"—he set a wilder tempo, earning throaty sobs from the girl—"or getting licked with my mouth." His tongue traced the shell of her ear as she moaned, arching her back and tugging on her restraints. Her walls clenched further around his fingers and her moans came faster, higher and breathier while her body squirmed beneath him.
"Are you gonna be a good girl and come for me," he growled, biting her earlobe. Juvia only moaned louder, her body shoving down on his pumping fingers. He angled his hand and thrust deeper, curling his fingers inside. She suddenly screamed, and Gray smirked. "Is it there?" he panted, grunting as he stroked his fingers against the area. "Your g-spot?"
Her throaty screams were his answer, her hips bucking and muscles squeezing. "Gray—Gray-sama—"
"Come on," he growled, shoving his fingers faster. "Come for me, Juvia. Do it."
Tears pricked the corner of her eyes as she shut them tight, pulling forcefully on the scarf binding her hands. He watched her squeeze her eyes tighter before throwing her head back, arching her body and parting her lips in a stifled scream. She clamped down around his fingers until her body gradually relaxed, sinking against the mattress with heavy pants heaving her chest.
She whimpered softly when he withdrew his fingers, his mouth pressing a kiss to her damp cheek.
"Good girl."
Her hair clung to her sweaty, heated skin as her lashes slowly rose, meeting his piercing stare. He sucked his fingers clean and she bit her lip, leaning her cheek against her bound arm while watching under half-lidded, glossy eyes.
"Gray-sama…" she whispered, closing her eyes when he grasped her chin and pressed his lips against hers. "Mm…"
"Open your mouth," he murmured against her lips, and her cheeks colored pink at the command. She shyly complied, gradually parting her lips before moaning as his tongue slipped inside and stroked hers.
His body pressed flushed against hers, hard muscles gliding against her soft curves. His lips captured hers in ravenous fervor and she returned his kiss with equal longing, whispering against his mouth when he pulled away to catch his breath.
"Gray…"
He looked down at her, studying her face closely. She smiled beautifully up at him, closing her eyes as he brushed her bangs away from her forehead.
"Is that…" he asked quietly, and Juvia nodded softly, gently tugging on the scarf tying her wrists.
Gray promptly sat up, pulling on one end of the muffler and undoing the knot. Juvia slipped her arms free of her restraint, beaming at her newly freed hands before immediately sliding them in Gray's hair and crushing her lips to his.
His eyes widened at the sudden vigor in her kiss, quickly rolling closed as her fingers threaded through the dark locks and massaged his scalp. She tilted her head and slid her tongue against his before earning a low grunt from the ice mage when she rolled them over and straddled his hips.
She broke the kiss and he looked at her, only to meet the top of her head as her lips scattered kisses down his collarbone and chest while her fingers glided over the chiseled muscles of his torso. Her tongue glided along his pectoral while Gray groaned at the wet touch, folding his arms behind his head and smirking at the sensation of her soft body rubbing against his.
"Finally," he muttered, dark eyes glinting when her gaze peered up at his. Juvia smiled alluringly, retracting her tongue and sitting up straight while running her hands up and down his chest.
"Gray-sama…" the girl purred, circling her finger around his nipple as he grunted in return. "Juvia has one more request."
She ground into his lap, and he groaned at the delicious friction, instantly gripping her hips and guiding her against him.
"Juvia… wants to… ah…" she panted, sliding her sex over his length as Gray clenched his jaw and grit his teeth. "Juvia… wants to see… Gray-sama… mmm…"
"Fuck, Juvia—" he groaned, tilting his head back and panting harshly. "That feels—so fucking—"
"Yes…" she whispered breathlessly, leaning down and pressing a small kiss to his jaw. "Mm, Gray-sama… will you… wear the scarf, while Juvia…" She reached down and massaged his arousal, sweeping her tongue over her upper lip at her juices coating his member. She guided him to her entrance, nudging the head inside and moaning at the sensation.
"Shit," he growled, digging his fingers into her skin. "You want me to—ngh—wear the scarf while you fuck me?"
The girl modestly blushed before nodding, gradually lowering her hips and inching him inside her in the shallowest of thrusts.
"Fuck—fine—" he panted, looking at her through one eye. "Whatever you want, just—Juvia—"
She pressed her lips firmly to his, moaning into his mouth before leaning back and swiftly coiling the scarf around his neck. She bit her lip at the sight, holding a hand to her mouth and lightly biting the tip of her finger.
"Ahn, Gray-sama…"
She rolled her hips forward, and he groaned at the slick heat swallowing his length at every grind. His hands roamed along her waist and thighs, sliding back to her ass and squeezing when she took him in deep.
"Ahh—"
Sitting upright, he slanted his mouth over hers, riding his hands up her back while her arms locked around his neck. She moaned into his mouth, parting her lips and brushing her tongue against his. Her fingers slid into his hair while his mouth lowered to her neck, sucking vigorously as her hips ground viciously against his. Juvia tilted her head back and moaned, her eyes closed and lips parted while her other hand clutched the scarf around his neck.
She let him push her down on her back, her legs extending in the air while he slammed his hips into hers. Her hands glided down his back, feeling the powerful muscles cord as his body rocked against hers. Low groans fanned her ear as Juvia held him closer, shutting her eyes and burying her face in his scarf. His musky scent and wool fabric filled her nose before she raised her head and nipped his earlobe between her teeth, eliciting a low grunt and deeper thrusts. She cried out at the added force, clutching the back of his hair and moaning for more in his ear.
He turned his head and captured her lips, boring his hips down on hers while he held the side of her face. Their lips slid against one another in a searing kiss, tongues tangling and teeth biting as Juvia tugged on his lower lip. Sliding his hand down her thigh, he hitched her leg around his hip, thrusting deeper inside. Her body shuddered at his skin slapping against hers, delicious pressure welling in her stomach and making her eyes squeeze shut.
He groaned her name and she tightened around him; in turn, he created a faster, uneven tempo, circling his hips before shoving harder inside. His hand laced with hers and Juvia squeezed it desperately, crying out his name over in over in a breathy, moaning mantra. She could tell he was close as he began to lose control, grinding his teeth and burying his face in her hair while the air became crisp and icy. His breaths were cold against her heated skin, his fingers freezing against the back her hand, but his mouth was wet, warm as he pressed open-mouthed kisses to her neck. The contrast sent wild shivers dancing up and down her spine, and before she knew it white hot heat curled in her belly and surged through her veins, making her arch her back and toss her head back while crying out his name. His movements against her came more rigorous, his body tensing and teeth sinking into her neck before a powerful tremor consumed him, making him shudder against her before collapsing against her chest.
She giggled softly as he panted quietly, her fingers combing tenderly through his hair. "Gray-sama looks so cute," she murmured breathlessly, "wearing Juvia's scarf for him."
"Huh?" he said, lifting his face to hers before glancing down and gripping the muffler around his neck. "Oh, right. Forgot I had it on."
"Gray-sama froze the room again," she giggled, holding his cheek and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. He pulled back and glanced around, finding a thin layer of ice glazing over every object in the room while Juvia stroked his jaw.
"…Huh," he muttered, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he turned back to her. "Guess you'll need this too then."
He pulled some of the scarf loose from his neck, wrapping her neck in it as well. She smiled and blushed at the gesture, feathering her fingers over the fabric while Gray drew her to his chest.
"Gray-sama…" she purred, nuzzling his collarbone while curling into his chest. Kissing his neck, she peeped a soft, "Thank you."
"For what, tying you up and having my way with you?" She purred once more, teasing her nails down his side as he smirked. "Sure, anytime."
The girl closed her eyes, sighing softly while she tucked her head beneath his chin. A content silence filled the room as Gray traced lazy patterns on her lower back, propping his jaw atop her head and drawing his own eyes to a close, until:
"Gray-sama?"
"Hm?"
"…May Juvia tie you up next time?"