Author's foreword:
Gray and Erza won't be the only pairing in this, in the foreground or the background. Stay tuned for Chapter 2: The Start of The Shippening.
For the record, both for anyone wondering and so I don't forget again, this first chapter lies between the Loke Arc and the Tower of Heaven Arc.
"Come on, ya freak!" Natsu motored down the dirt road after the monkey-looking bandit. "Come on, take it like a man!"
"I didn't sign up for this!" he shouted in fright, looking back to see Natsu's grin gaining on him.
"Better watch out, Natsu," Gray called, shirtless as he bulldozed a trio of bandits with a massive mallet made of ice. "You sound like Elfman."
Natsu caught up to the bandit and smacked him into the dirt, then turned away from his face-down twitching body. "Better than looking like a stripper, ice-princess!"
Gray unloaded his conjured ice cannon at another bandit, then whirled to face Natsu. "What did you call me?!"
The two kicked up dust clouds running at each other. In moments they were face-to-face, fused at the brow.
"What, does the truth hurt?" Natsu growled. "I'd tell ya to wear a cup, but you'd probably take that off, too."
"Since I'm so good at it," Gray shot back, oblivious to the crowd of bandit goons gathering on the side of the road, "why don't I take that grin off your face, sulfur-breath?"
"Bring it on, snow-man!"
Happy, Natsu's winged blue cat companion, swooped down to hover above the two. "Uh, guys?"
"ENOUGH!"
Two armored gauntlets sent Gray and Natsu flying into the crowd, flinging the Rotten Mummy bandits about like bowling pins. The redheaded woman responsible for the punches glowered at her two crestfallen comrades.
"...Erza's here," Happy finished.
"Be more aware!" Erza barked, pointing at each of them. "We are here to rid this road of a bandit element, not bicker like children. Now, go find the rest of these scoundrels."
With the one eye unobstructed by her red hair, Erza surveyed the groaning bandit bodies before her.
"Aha!" Out came her sword, bouncing sunlight between its blade and her shining breastplate. "Well done, you two! Now to finish them off!"
"I got this!" Lucy declared. The blonde final member of their team whipped out her Celestial Keys and thrusted one forward. "Open, Gate of the Archer…"
A silver spell circle appeared.
"SAGITTARIUS!"
A flash of light from the circle revealed a man holding a bow and wearing a horse costume.
"Howdy do, my lady," he said.
"Get that bimbo's keys!" one of the dark wizards shouted.
Lucy bared her teeth, her pretty face twisted into an almost demonic expression. "What did you call me?! Rrrr, Sagittarius?!"
"Yes, my lady?"
Lucy pointed to where the bandit's voice had come from. "String 'em up, like a pin cushion!"
"Can do!" the spirit replied, taking aim at the remaining wizards emerging from the woods. A swarm of arrows saw the mages pinned to the trees around them. That took the rest of their fight out; some of them had beads of blood on their faces from arrowheads nicking their skin. The message was clear: Sagittarius didn't miss, he simply chose not to hit.
"Yeah!" Lucy pumped her fist. "That'll teach you bozos to insult a girl's look, and her magic! Thanks, Sagittarius!"
"You are quite welcome, my lady. Toodle loo!" With that, he vanished back to the Celestial Realm.
Erza roused Natsu and Gray, the former of whom was devastated by the state of things.
"You couldn't have left me a couple more, Luce?" he whined.
"Hell hath no fury like mine," Lucy said proudly. "It's not easy, looking as good as me. There's a lot of stuff I do in the morning and I hate when people take it for granted."
"I dunno, Luce," Natsu said, walking over. "I've seen you without make-up and stuff and I don't see much difference."
"Why you-!"
"You look pretty either way."
Lucy's mouth snapped shut. No one knew what exactly Natsu meant by that, but Lucy seemed to decide to take the compliment.
"Urgh." Gray got up, stiff from being smacked down. "Still, we should make sure these guys don't run off before the Rune Knights get here." He slammed his fist into his palm. "Ice-Make PRISON!"
Four thick walls of ice misted into existence around the bandits, taller than the trees. One tiny window with bars was on each side, save one that instead hosted a riveted door, padlocked shut.
"And that's a wrap," said Gray.
"Gray," said Lucy, who pointed at him. "Where's your shirt?"
"Wha-" The ice mage looked down at himself. "Ah crap."
"It must be nearby," Erza said. She pointed an armored finger at Natsu, Lucy and Happy. "You three! Return to the town and report the task completed. No doubt someone will want to see the bandits' capture themselves."
"Okay, but what about you?" Lucy asked.
"I shall remain here and help Gray find his shirt." She eyed the prison. "If one of us must go in, they shouldn't go alone."
"Okay, but what do we do after that?" Lucy asked. "I didn't think we'd be done this fast."
"Once our affairs are settled, let us take the rest of the day off. I, for one, plan to treat myself to the local baths."
Natsu flashed a thumbs-up. "Sounds good to me! Come on, Luce!"
"Don't be too long!" Lucy called as Natsu led her off. "We can always get a new shirt with the reward money!"
"And lots of fishes, too!" Happy added.
A few minutes later, three-fifths of the team were out of sight and Erza had yet to locate Gray's missing clothes.
"Found it," Gray said, holding up his brown shirt. "Uhhhhh…"
"What?" Erza asked, her fist drawn back to smash the icy padlock.
"It used to be white," said Gray. "I'm almost wondering if I should just leave it off."
"If it needs to be washed," said Erza, taking his wrist, "then let us do so."
Gray's legs didn't move but his feet sure did.
"...Where?" he asked, his heels leaving lines in the ground.
"The local bath house is for both people and clothing," Erza said. "I'm told it's based at the bottom of a waterfall."
Gray raised an eyebrow as Erza's grip got tighter. "So, I'll-"
"Be helping me wash, yes."
Gray's legs started walking, unlocked by dissipating hesitance. There was only one of two ways this could go.
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"Now," Erza said, tying her scarlet locks back in a bun, "you understand the rules, Gray?"
Gray blinked, pulling his eyes away from Erza's towel-clad bust. "Hm?"
"I'll repeat myself one last time," Erza said, lowering her arms. "Mixed bathing is forbidden here. They don't allow it. So!"
She prodded his bare chest. "Don't let the staff catch you sneaking in to shower with me. Are we clear? They'll throw you out if they catch you."
It was subtle, so much that no one but Erza would catch it, but Gray's eyes widened for a second and his pants tightened slightly. "Got it."
With that, Erza closed the curtain to the changing room, separating them from each other. Soon after, the sound of the shower room door put a picture in Gray's mind of it opening and shutting.
The ice wizard waited for the muffled sound of water running and for steam to start gathering around his feet. A patrolling washer woman passed him in the hall with a basket full of clothes, paying him no mind. As soon as she was out of sight, Gray ran his fingers along the edge of the curtain and slipped inside.
Erza's towel was on the floor, waiting to be picked up, but her clothes were nowhere to be found. Just as well, since she was a Requip Mage.
This meant the staff wouldn't find it suspicious if they checked in and found Gray's pants lying around.
"What the-?"
Somehow, his pants and boxers were already shucked. How had he done that?
Gray shrugged. "Whatever."
Opening the door to the dorm-sized chamber, he was greeted to a feast for the eyes. Erza's back was to the door, her arms hidden in front of her, a waterfall pouring heated water on her body from a wooden chute. It ran down her athletic shoulders to the contours of her butt, and a perfect, pale, round one at that. Erza's body had little fat on it, because all the sugary treats she ate went straight to chest and her sweet, sweet ass.
From there, the water traveled down her toned thighs and shapely legs, after which Gray didn't care where it went.
"Still need help?" Gray asked.
Erza turned, smiling, as she held up a soapy sponge. "Only if it's from you."
Walking up, Gray got a whiff of Erza's body. She smelled like salted strawberries, an appetizing combination no doubt from sweating out her last meal.
"Did you actually eat lunch or just go straight for dessert?" he asked, a hint of coyness entering his voice.
"A slice of strawberry cake before we left, and a piece of dried meat on the train," she replied. Handing him the sponge, she looked over her shoulder at him. "Why do you ask?"
"Because you smell…" He put his hands on her back and sniffed her, water running over his wrists. "...delicious."
Erza chuckled as he began to wash her back. "Perhaps we should leave, then, if my odor is so pleasing. I'd hate to lose it."
Gray continued his work with the sponge, paying careful attention to her legs as he squatted down behind her.
"What do you think of those Rotten Mummy guys?" he asked.
Erza scoffed. "They insult the profession of wizardry, by their allegiance and their profession."
"Do you think it's weird," Gray said, "that first Eisenwald makes a move on the guild masters, then these Rotten Mummy guys come out and start raiding the roads?"
"A coincidence," Erza replied, raising her arms so Gray could wash her sides. "Eisenwald was a subordinate to the Balam Alliance. Rotten Mummy, by Guild League intelligence, has no such ties. They're a relatively recent development, little more than outlaw wizards banding together."
"Hm, I guess that makes sense," Gray mused, before his hands circled around to Erza's well-developed bust.
Erza hummed with satisfaction as Gray's fingers glided over her mounds, the lubricating factors of the soap making it better for both of them. A soft gasp showed what she thought of his work on her nipples, which were quickly hardening with arousal.
And they weren't the only thing.
"You know…" Erza turned and looked down, eying the swelling member that prodded her posterior. "How long has it been?"
"How long has it been since…?"
"Since we last acted not like guild mates but…" Erza leaned back against Gray's chest, feeling him swell against her left ass cheek. "...like animal mates."
"Not since you left for that mission where you brought back that giant monster horn," Gray replied, circling Erza's breasts, sinking his fingers into her soft mounds.
"Mmm, and since then," Erza hummed, "how often have you thought about having me?"
Gray's eyes widened. He sensed a trap: no matter what he said, Erza would find something wrong with it. Erza was amazing, but sometimes her overwhelming strength and zeal would lead to… Well...
"About touching my naked breasts," Erza said, reaching down her left side. "About feeling my hands on this."
Her soft hand grasped Gray's fully engorged man-rod and began to stroke it. Up and down the shaft it went, Gray closing his eyes and groping Erza a little harder. The redhead sucked on her lip. Their breathing became more and more labored as the two teased each other, Gray prodding Erza's pink buds with his index fingers and Erza backing her pear-shaped ass into Gray's thigh, jostling her cheeks against him while spiraling her hand along his meat.
"About choking me," Erza murmured, smiling, "about using my mouth and throat like a cheap whore."
She turned, freeing her breasts from his grasp while circling her hand around his bulbous head, squeezing it gently. "How long, Gray? Answer me."
Gray swallowed. He was so used to seeing those brown eyes glaring at him like a defiant warrior or watchful older sibling, not like… Not like this. "A… -bout… five seconds?"
Those eyes widened when he said that. Erza's mouth twisted into a devilish smile. "So the steam isn't merely from the water."
Suddenly, Erza threw her arms around Gray and collapsed them both to the floor, water running down her back and between her wriggling buns, before it slid over Gray's midsection and pooled around them.
"It would seem your stripping habit is not so innocent after all," Erza said, a sultry glint in her brown irises as her eyes were already ahead of herself, hungrily sizing up his body. "Were you practicing for something?"
"Maybe," he admitted. Gray ran his fingers through her beautiful red hair, undoing the bun and letting it tumble free. They drifted to her athletic shoulders, finding their way back to her swaying breasts. He was so hard it was starting to ache. "Depends on the company I keep."
Erza shook her head. "Disgraceful. I must not be doing enough to curb your bad behavior. Ngh!"
Gray had pressed his thumbs deep into her pink areolas, knowing full well the secret reason she wore such tight-fitting metal armor all day.
"You think I'm a pervert?" he asked amorously. "Why don't you look in the mirror some time? You can fool everyone else, but not me."
Erza shuddered as he caressed and kneaded her sensitive breasts. "You've been looking for an excuse to let my hands play with your tits, haven't you? Don't think I've missed you flashing your cleavage at me in that Heaven's Wheel Armor of yours, how you've been leaning forward whenever you wear it around me."
A toothy grimace forming on his mouth, Gray lifted those two sacks of sultry seduction and buried his face in them.
"Ah! No! I-!" Erza's eyelids fluttered as she felt his hands on her huge, horny hindquarters, nearly as soft and finger-sinking good as the mounds on her front. Gray's hands ran down her rear end, feeling the toned muscle buried under layer after layer of sweet, sweet ass, just like in the smutty novels she loved reading. But he wasn't there yet, not for what Erza had in mind. Those same novels had taught her that one thing would absolutely drive any confident man over the edge: a slutty challenge from a randy and curvaceous woman.
Erza forced the white from her mind and grabbed Gray's head. Looking into his eyes, she snarled, "You love my breasts so much?"
She scooted herself back, her hard nipples running over the toned muscles of Gray's chest and abdomen. Her hands trailed down his arms and seized his wrists. At the end of her descent, she smoothly slotted his cock within her welcoming cleavage. Squeezing her breasts with her arms, she kept her hands planted on either side of his hips.
"They love this," she said with a smirk, and began dragging her breasts along his pelvis. She watched his breathing grow heavier as his eyes remained trapped by her heaving tits, swallowing and disgorging his veiny, throbbing cock from between them. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open, mesmerized by the raw sex appeal of the mighty Titania and her gorgeous mounds.
Erza shuddered as the swell of her tits encroached upon Gray's virile sack. She wanted what was inside to be outside, all over her body in a sticky white mess. Now, her breathing grew heavy, too. Her heartbeat quickened as she continued to hump Gray with her soft bosom. Until…
"I can't wait any longer!" Erza's shout preceded her glomping onto Gray's bulbous head and feverishly slurping down his cock.
Gray nearly hit the back of his head on the floor. "Holy crap, warn me next-!"
Gray's muscular body stiffened as Erza took his meaty phallus into the corner of her mouth, letting it stretch out her cheek as she slurped and sucked on its succulent salty taste. Gray looked down and saw not Erza, Queen of the Fairies and strongest woman in the Fairy Tail guild, but a ravenous breeding slut losing herself in lust as her puffy lips slid up and down his shaft. Erza didn't look like she was awake anymore, having fallen into a dream-like trance where the only thing in her world was herself, her tits, and Gray's twitching dick.
Gray grinned at the zoned-out expression she made, finally able to pry his wrists free of her grasp. "You're doing so good, Erza. Fuck, I hope you're ready…"
He grabbed two fistfuls of Erza's red hair. Her eyes widened as she felt his hips slam her tits into her chin.
"-for what! Comes! NEXT!"
With a grunt, Gray rolled them over and came. Erza nearly did, too, feeling his balls tighten as they pumped a massive load all over her face and neck. She lay there submissively feeling the water run around her body and the cum spatter her fair skin, Gray's hands greedily squeezing her sumptuous mounds around his randy pleasure rod. Erza tried to reach down and play with herself but Gray's muscular legs proved too big an obstacle. She wanted to cum so badly but couldn't challenge her captor.
When he finished, Gray let go of her breasts and fell to his hands, panting.
"Wow…" His eyes opened and saw his handiwork. Not one inch of Erza's pretty face remained unsoiled by his discharge. No surprise, given how long he'd been holding it in. The downside to Gray's relationship with Erza was that he wasn't allowed to relieve himself by himself.
Erza's tongue ran along her lips, trying to get some of that delicious cum she loved so much. "Aaah, so thick. So tasty." The lustful look between her gunked-up bangs told Gray he wasn't done whether he liked it or not, which he did.
With one hand, Erza pushed Gray off of herself and sat up under the water, letting it wash her face clean of her sticky reward for her well-maintained body. Then, she lay back down, lifted her knees to either side of her chest, and spread her waiting pussy with her fingers.
"Sheath yourself," she said, toying with herself as she watched him get up. "Stuff me full of that magnificent cock."
Gray thunked down to his knees and let his cock ease against Erza's waiting slit. His eyes ran up and down Erza's flat stomach and huge boobs, from her pretty face to back down to the well-trimmed red arrow above her clit, pointing to where she wanted him. He slowly swung his hips back and forth, smearing hot pussy juice on the arrow with his painfully erect cock. She'd groomed herself to perfection; this wasn't a bush Gray felt but a fine silk carpet.
"Not until you apologize."
"A-Apologize?!"
"For punching me in the face earlier."
Erza began to shift uncomfortably. "I… I was disciplining you. You were being naughty."
"Then we're even, once you say it." He started to slowly grind his hard, veiny shaft along Erza's needy snatch. "Things I've heard in the last few minutes sounded pretty naughty to me."
"I…" Erza looked down at the swollen phallus she craved so much, watching it torment her poor pussy with how close and yet how far it was from stretching out her tight channel. "I never…"
Gray forced his hands on the back of Erza's legs, trapping her in a would-be mating press. He angled his hips back until the tip of his dick was juuust touching the wet and willing walls of the randy redhead below him.
"You better," Gray said, prodding her and loving the expression he was drawing out of her. Erza's lovely face was twisting more into agonized lust with every passing second. She was so close to what she wanted and Gray was going to milk that for all it was worth. This was his ticket to never having her punch him out again: if he could just get her to say something she could never take back, a checkmate code word for Gray to drop whenever Erza was about to interrupt a fight with Natsu or clock him for losing his shirt.
She was right about him: he was a naughty boy, but only when he wanted to be.
"Say it," Gray said, getting hornier by the second. "Say it, Erza."
"No!" Erza's breathing grew heavier; her heartbeat thundered in her ears. "Never!"
"Never?" Gray asked, pushing it until the tip passed halfway into her folds, then out again. "How, ngh, sure are you about that?"
Erza's brown eyes started up at him defiantly, even as her lip trembled with want. "Never!" she repeated. "I'd sooner-"
"Fuck this!" With a whip of his hand, a thick wall of ice cut them off from the changing area. After that…
"AAUUUUGH!" Erza screamed as Gray slammed every throbbing inch of his cock inside her, all at once. "UGH! UGH! FUCK ME!"
"Why'd you have to look so fucking sexy?!" Gray snarled, pounding Erza into the shower floor. "I almost made you my bitch! I was so! Fucking! Close!"
"Ah! Gray! Harder!" Erza grabbed his head and buried it in her amazing tits, dragging his face all over her soft, sensitive mounds. "Earn it! Fuck me! Breed me like a loose mare!"
Gray's hands slipped off of Erza's legs and onto the floor. The redhead's creamy thighs caught Gray's waist and her ankles crossed behind his back. She wouldn't let go until every inch of her womb was flooded with his seed; her body cried out for it.
"Ah! Right there! That's it!" Erza shouted, her back arching as Gray's cock touched off a raging fire from her G-spot. Gray's fingers slipped under her spine and clawed her body against his, running further down her back until her full ass was in his hands. Those meaty haunches of hers jiggled and clopped every time he pulled them close to slap against his hips. Erza's eyes were half-open and her voice soon checked out; all she could do was gasp and moan and gurgle with every thrust of that cock into her sopping wet cunt.
The two continued to fuck like this for another minute before Gray's cock twitched and his thrusts began to lose speed for power, bottoming out inside of her and holding for a moment, letting her savor the swell that was building.
"Yes! Inside! Breed me!" Erza cried. Gray's hands left her back and tore her fingers from his hair. Gripping her wrists, he forced her hands against the floor as he leaned forward, looking into her eyes as he started to lose his composure.
"Together," he grunted. Erza bit her lip and nodded, her piercing whines muffled as their hips started to buck. "Fuck, you're just… Ugh! Hah! Here it comes!"
Gray drew back, his cock fully engorged and ready to blow, just as Erza twisted her hands free and snatched him up for a tongue-on-tongue partnership. That was it.
Gray slammed home one last time and positively erupted inside of her. Erza's breath hitched and her eyes fluttered shut as it felt like a volcano had blown its top in her pussy. Hot, oozing spunk found every nook and cranny that Gray's cock couldn't occupy, filling her to the brim with his seed. Gray was no better, feeling Erza's welcoming pussy tighten around his cock like a boa constrictor and trapping him in its warm, cloying embrace. The two lay there for what felt like whole minutes as Gray's balls pumped Erza full of cum, before they came down from their high and began to breathe again.
At least, they would have, if they weren't so pent up.
"Again!" Erza twisted her hips and threw Gray off of herself. "But not like this!"
Climbing to her feet, a river of white flowing from her abused hole, Erza reached up and redirected the water flow so it fell closer to the tiled wall. Then she stood beneath it and leaned against the wall, bouncing her cock-craving caboose beneath the water.
"Take me," she begged. "I must have more, more of that enormous beast."
Gray grinned and stood, shaking the post-orgasmic haze from his vision. "You talking about me, or my-"
"Yes! Now please, fuck me!"
"Gladly," he grunted. Grabbing two handfuls of Erza's haunchy glutes, Gray lined up and slammed himself back inside her.
Erza groaned, sinking against the wall as her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her half-lidded eyes shot open as Gray grabbed her swollen, sensitive bosom and stuffed her full of his cock, twice as hard and just as fast.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Gray! Just like that!" Erza shouted. The cascade of water barely camouflaged the slapping sounds of Erza's cheeks smacking back against Gray's toned hips and thighs. This was heaven for her: being railed from behind by the cock she loved, hammering her flesh until she either couldn't walk or couldn't sit down. Today felt like it might be both, a thrill that doubled when Gray pinched and twisted her nips.
"AAAH! YES!" Erza's mind began to white out. "Punish me! Take your revenge! You hurt me so well, Gray!"
"I ought to," Gray grunted, sliding his hands off her tits and taking her wrists. Yanking them back, Erza was forced to look at the ceiling as Gray fucked her so hard she started to have stars in her vision. For all her pride, Erza was a slave to her vices and, much like strawberry cake, raw, feral, wild sex was something she just couldn't get enough of.
In fact, even this wasn't enough. Erza flexed her arms and pulled Gray against her back, before falling back onto the floor. Water filled her senses as her face passed under the bath spout, then she found herself on top of Gray, open-legged with his snatch-splitting phallus still stuffed inside of her, his hands squeezing her udders once again.
"Now, Gray…" Erza said, bracing her hands on the floor beside his shoulders. "Now, shoot everything you have inside of me. I want everything in your balls, down to the last drAHP!"
Her teeth clenched along with her pussy as Gray pinched her pink buds, still cupping and massaging the overflowing mass that was her titties. Gods above, her thoughts were getting dirtier by the second!
"Work for it, bitch," he spat. Before she could object, he reached between her legs and started furiously rubbing her clit.
"Oh fuck yes!" Erza's body began to move on her own. Her generous ass slapped down on his hips and her torso rocked back and forth, sliding her tight walls along his raging boner. Her hair bobbed and bounced like her tits, for now Gray had both hands working on her sensitive lady lips.
"Fuck! That's it! Torture my pussy with your cock and fingers! Gray! Gray! Nnnngh!"
"Shit, Erza, you're a freak!" Gray cried, feeling her clamp up around his dick like her pussy muscles found their second wind. "How do you hide it so well?"
"Less talk, more FUCK!" Her hips bucked and Erza blacked out for a moment. She wasn't sure if she squirted, but Gray sure did. His fingers dug into her thighs as he pulled her pussy flush with his groin, his balls eagerly filling her to the brim.
"More…" Erza was panting, but still holding herself up on her own power. "I need more!"
Her body started up again. Gray recovered quickly, his cock softening and hardening again in all of ten seconds. Human anatomy be damned, Freak-Mode Erza was just too fucking sexy.
"What's going on in there?" came a voice from the hallway. "Hello? Who's in there?"
"No…" Erza's eyes grew dark as she looked at the ice that Gray had conjured to block the door. "This isn't over, Gray. Go retrieve your clothes and meet me at the train station."
"Why at the-"
"NOW!" Erza barked, panting and horny and in no mood to argue. Gray dumbly nodded, saying nothing. Freak-Mode Erza was scary as hell.
"Who's in there?" A hand started pounding on the door to the room. "I don't know how you locked the door, but if you don't come out this instant-"
Gray banished the ice and eased open the door to find a middle-aged woman with dark skin and brown hair glaring up at him from chest-height.
"Sorry about that," Gray said. "I just… get paranoid when I wash, you know? Mind handing me my pants?"
"Oh." The lady bowed and obliged. Gray shut the door and glanced back at Erza, who had almost finished stowing her freak side; she nearly looked like her normal self again.
"All the same," the lady said as Gray put on his pants, "once you're out, I'll need to come in and clean-"
BOOM!
Suddenly, Erza was gone, replaced by a gaping hole in the back wall.
"What was that?!" The lady pushed through and barged in. "Ah! What-?! How-?!"
"Gotta grab my shirt!" Gray said, already running down the hall.
"Hey, you vandal! Get back here! I'll have the law on ya!"
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Out of breath, Gray doubled over in front of the waiting train. He was on the platform to get back to Magnolia, but Erza was nowhere in sight. He wasn't sure what to be more afraid of: that she'd gotten lost or gotten caught. Whatever poor fool tried to detain her was in for a world of hurt.
"Gray."
The ice wizard's breath hitched. He knew that voice, but more importantly that tone. Straightening up, there was Erza, clad in her Heart Kruz armor and skirt, sword at her hip, her eyes beginning to darken again.
"Train," said Erza, pointing at the door to the cabin car. "Now."
Gray wasn't sure if he should be afraid or excited, and neither were his nether-regions.
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Definitely excited, as he and Erza lay on the floor of a cabin, his cock halfway down Erza's tight throat.
"Wmph. Guk! Hurk! Hmmm-mwahhh…" Erza slid his cock out of herself and toyed with her breasts, naked as the rest of herself. Beneath her, Gray was having trouble giving back. The noises coming from Erza were too erotic. But, it was better than her screaming her lungs out.
She spat on his bulbous head. "I missed this. I'm so amorous I could tear my armor off right here. O-OH!"
Two fingers inserted themselves into her pussy, playfully parked between the two doughy globes above Gray's face. "Less talk, more suck."
Erza's eyes widened as she ran her tongue up his shaft. "Mark my words: that's going to cost you, Gray. For now, though, aaaa-oomph! Kulk! Gwlp!"
The grimace on Gray's teeth denied him a rebuttal. All he managed to force out was, "Fucking… Filthy…"
No more words were exchanged. The rattle of the tracks from the open window masked the sounds of their foreplay. It was an hour-long ride back to Magnolia, which meant an hour-long session of glorified denial. They couldn't risk getting anything on the seats.
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"Hey! That's my door!" Gray protested. Erza left the broken hinges and fallen wood behind her as she towed Gray inside his shack. Her room at Fairy Hills was much nicer, but as the floor head, Erza couldn't be caught breaking her own rules.
Speaking of, just like the front door, the bedroom door was next to be walked through. Erza's armor pushed through the wood followed by her armored gauntlet, scattering shards all over the floor. She flashed with light; by the time Gray entered, careful to avoid the sharp debris with his feet, Erza was already naked.
"I'm taking that out of your reward cut," said Gray, before Erza hauled him against her ass and flopped down on his bed.
"And I'm taking my recompense out of your flesh," Erza replied. "Now disrobe and prepare yourself. We're going to couple like wild beasts until first light tomorrow morning. By the time I leave this room, it's going to be with a limp."
Gray's talent for losing his clothes came into play again. His huge cock was in his hand and, moments later, in Erza's pulsating pussy.
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