Author's Note: This was written for rainystripe on tumblr, based on a fanart she drew! Her Gruvia art is SO cute, and I extremely encourage every single person to go and look at it! Aaaah it makes me so happy to see *U*

Also, huzzah for finishing midterms with solid A's! Consider this a celebration hehe. Just something silly, and mildly nsfw! Hope you like it :)

title: baby what a big surprise
rating: high rated T / light M
summary: Juvia has a surprise for Gray.

There was a rustling sound outside his door. Like the shuffle of feet, but at three in the morning—who the hell was up at the three in the morning?

Grumbling under his breath, Gray threw off the covers of his bed, drowsily rubbing his face and dragging his feet to the door. If it was that moronic flame-brain again, crafting some stupid heist or plotting some idiotic prank, he was personally gonna shove an ice lance right up his—

"Gray-sama!"

His eyes snapped open then, his senses suddenly jolting awake. Well, that certainly wasn't what he was expecting when he flung the door open.

Juvia was beaming up at him from his doorstep, her eyes bright and her smile brighter with an unusual perkiness considering it was well into the middle of the night.

"Gray-sama, look—!"

"Shh!" Gray said in a hushed tone, snatching her wrist and pulling her inside. He peeked his head out the door, glancing side to side for any nosy neighbors before shutting the door closed behind him. Turning to Juvia, he asked with a furrowed brow, "What the hell are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?!"

"Juvia knows, but—"

"And I told you not to be so loud! What if someone saw you? Then everyone would find out and they'd be riding my ass—"

"Juvia apologizes—"

"—and what are you wearing? Is that a robe? You were wandering around in that in the middle of the night?! What the hell were you thinking—!"

"Gray-sama!" Juvia pouted, smothering his mouth with her hands. "Please listen to Juvia!"

He blinked at her, scowling before grabbing her wrists and pulling them down. "Well? What is it?"

She fidgeted under his grasp, shyly averting her gaze. He narrowed his eyes when she bit her lip, her cheeks coloring a bashful pink.

"Um… Juvia… wanted to show you something…" she said quietly, her eyes slowly returning to his, "a-and, Juvia didn't want to wait until morning!"

Gray squinted at her. "What's so important that it couldn't wait till morning—?"

"Look what Juvia bought!"

Her hands suddenly undid the fastening of her robe, letting it slip off her shoulders. Gray's eyes immediately bugged out of his head.

"Fuckin'—!" he cursed, holding a hand to his reddening face and peeking through his fingers. "What—What the hell is that?!"

"Does Gray-sama like it?!" Juvia squealed, eyes sparkling in delight.

Gray swallowed hard, letting his gaze wander and take in the sight. Silky wavy tresses framed perky breasts held in a red balconette bra lined with black trim, paired with matching red panties with black bows on each hip and white thigh-high stockings rimmed with lace.

Holy shit.

"I—uh—" the ice mage stammered, blinking rapidly several times. His face flamed red—god, could it get any fucking hotter in here? "What—"

"Juvia hasn't seen Gray-sama in a few weeks," Juvia explained, ducking her head and timidly twiddling her thumbs. "And… Juvia wanted to impress Gray-sama when he returned, so Erza-san took Juvia shopping and… um…" She stole a glance at him, peeking her eyes to his. "Does Gray-sama like it…?"

Gray openly stared, oblivious the thin steam rising above his head. Juvia was dressed in lingerie. Lingerie. Sexy as hell lingerie, at three in the morning, sending blood rushing to his head amongst other places.

"Is it too tight?" Juvia frowned, glancing down to herself. "Juvia thought the brassiere was too small, but the saleslady said Gray-sama would like that…" She adjusted the fit, but all he saw was the jiggle of her breasts at the movement. "Or… is it Juvia's underwear?" She turned to her side, and he nearly choked when she slid her finger beneath the waistband, pulling her panties higher up her ass. "Do you not like the bows? Gray-sama?"

He covered his mouth with his hand, trying to repress the nosebleed threatening to spurt any minute now. Was he dreaming? He had to be dreaming. He must have hit his head during the mission, probably from Natsu being a dumbass as usual—so maybe this was just an illusion, a fantasy, 'cause there was no way Juvia was really here, wearing that, alone in his apartment at three in the damn morning—

"Gray-sama?" Juvia peeped, tilting her head. "Is Gray-sama okay? Your face is red…"

She took a step closer, and he instinctively stepped back, leaning away when she leaned forward. His eyes flashed down to her cleavage before he hissed a curse, snapping his gaze away. He felt her hand slide under his bangs, feeling his forehead while her lips pursed in concern.

"Gray-sama is very warm… ah, Gray-sama needs rest! Juvia will come back when he's feeling better—"

"No!" he blurted, and the girl blinked at the sudden shout. He muttered under his breath and cleared his throat, wrapping his fingers around her wrist and lowering it from his face. "I mean, uh…" His eyes traveled down her voluptuous figure, making her shiver from the heat building in his gaze. "This… it… uh, surprised me, that's all."

"Is it too much?" Juvia asked, worry crossing her face. "Is Juvia being too forward? Does Gray-sama not want to see Juvia? Oh, Juvia is so selfish! She just wanted to see Gray-sama so much, and it'd been so long since…" Her hands fell delicately on his shoulders, fingers gliding down his bare chest while her eyes glazed over in desire. "Since Gray-sama… had been with Juvia…"

He silently studied her face, the corner of his mouth quirking up in a grin. "You missed me?" he asked quietly, eliciting a subtle shiver from his husky tone.

A lazy smirk, some teasing words—that's all it usually took to reduce Juvia to a blushing, stuttering mess; but this time, she looked him right in the eye, pressing her palms flat against his chest and pushing her breasts up against him.

"Yes…" she whispered longingly, peering through her lashes in the most sinfully alluring gaze.

And fuck, if he wasn't a goner.

He immediately whisked his head away, ignoring the pounding thumps of his heart underneath her palm. "Er… right, well—"

"Gray-sama…" she purred, and he twitched—since did her voice get so silky and seductive? "Gray-sama likes Juvia's outfit, doesn't he?"

He forced his eyes to hers, fighting the blush creeping on his cheeks. "What are you—"

She suddenly mewled, and it was then he realized that his hands had somehow gotten a mind of their own as one toyed with the bow on the side of her panties while the other dipped into the hem of her stockings, sliding his fingers up and down her soft thigh.

He quickly jerked his hands away, flushing pink as she whined a protest and wiggled her hips.

"Gray-sama…"

"Y-You know what," he muttered, straining to keep his focus when she swirled her tongue around his quickening pulse before gliding it up his neck. "It's—late…"

She didn't seem to be listening, instead sucking intently on the underside of his jaw that sent violent shivers down his spine.

"Shit, Juvia—"

"Does Gray-sama want Juvia to go?" she whispered softly, pressing small kisses to his jawline.

The ice mage mumbled incoherently, closing one eye and grunting when she nibbled his ear. "I… it's late… so you should probably… just spend the nigh—"

Her lips pressed firmly to his as she moaned against his mouth, weaving her hands through his hair. She took his lower lip between her teeth before breaking the kiss, meeting his eyes under a half-lidded gaze.

"Juvia wants to go to bed now," she purred, taking his hand and pulling him towards his bedroom. "Then Juvia can show you her other gift."

Gray dragged dazedly behind, hazily blinking his eyes. "There's more?"

"Yes!" the girl happily beamed, pushing him back onto the mattress before straddling his hips. "But first…" She leaned down and melded her lips to his, tilting her head and moaning sweetly into his mouth. "Gray-sama has to undress Juvia…"

He smirked at her, capturing her lips once more as his hands rode up the curve of her back. "Then what?" he murmured huskily, unhooking her bra and running his hands over her shoulders, tugging the straps down her arms.

Juvia bit her lip, gliding her hand down his chest as she shifted her weight above him.

"Then… has Gray-sama seen Juvia's handcuffs?"