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Worth The Wait	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 4055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 10
April X791, Spirit World
One moment they were on the beach, training in preparation for the Grand Magic Games. Then their group vanished with Virgo and reappeared in the Spirit World. Gray looked around in wonder. He had often wanted to see Loke's homeland, but he thought it was impossible. Now here he was. He saw his lover in his full glory and...he was breathtaking!
Loke smiled at them. He had personally picked Gray's clothes to wear as protection while in the Spirit World. The cloak suited him, he thought. It looked bad-ass, if he did say so himself. He just hoped Gray could keep himself from stripping for one day, since those clothes really were the only things keeping him alive in the Spirit World.
Cancer nudged him, and suddenly Loke realized he was staring too hard. Of course, the Celestial Spirits knew who the Lion had been pining over since Tenrou Island disappeared. However, the mages of Fairy Tail did not know about their relationship, and Gray did not want them to find out yet. He needed to watch himself so he would not give away their secret.
Sagittarius beat him to greeting Gray. Loke chuckled that his lover was liked by all of Lucy's Spirits as well. So he smiled to Lucy, spread his arms, and teasingly told her to embrace him. Gray was privately glad she turned him down. Sure, the blushing was a little tattling, but at least she was still pushing him aside. Finally Gray came up to him. His eyes spoke the feelings he could not say surrounded by this party.
"How've you been?"
Loke fist-bumped him, acting as if nothing had happened. "Sorry about that test."
"Next year?"
"Definitely! And hopefully this time, we're not interrupted by a dark guild and separated by seven years."
There was drinking, eating, dancing, and singing. In the midst of it, Loke tapped Gray's shoulder. A small nod was all he needed. They left together, and Loke finally got to grab his hand.
"Argo!" he shouted to a passing Spirit. A large ship came up to him, the triple-Spirit Carina, Puppis, and Vela, which together made the glorious ship Argo. "To my house."
"Sure thing, boss," the Ship said in a taxi driver's accent.
Argo lowered the gangplank, and Loke helped Gray aboard. They sped away along a glorious river of stars, the Milky Way, that flowed through much of the Celestial Spirit World. In under a minute, they were at a large field of shining globes. Loke's mansion was on the largest one, a bright red globe connected to the other areas by shimmering bridges. The house was right by a golden road that encircled the heavens and connected the homes of the Gold Key Spirits, a shimmering highway called the Celestial Ecliptic Path.
"These are the stars of the Lion constellation," Loke explained as they stepped off of Argo. "Here is my home, Regulus, also the source of my power," he explained with a proud face. He smiled to Gray but realized the human probably could not understand how Celestial Spirits got their magic. That was fine; Gray did not have to comprehend the details. "Argo, can you come back in...oh, let's say three hours?"
"Not a prob, boss," Argo nodded and sailed away.
Loke pulled Gray inside the mansion, but they did not get far within the house. Still in the spacious entryway, Loke grabbed Gray's cheeks and kissed him firmly. The ice mage shoved at him, pressing Loke up against the wall. He ground his hips into the Lion, getting him to growl softly.
"I never thought that stodgy old Mustache would let you come here," Loke said heatedly. "Damn, but I want to rip these clothes off you!"
"If you did?"
"You'd die fast. The clothes protect you from the Spirit World."
"But," Gray smirked, tugging Loke's tie loose, "you can be stripped."
Loke smirked that Gray had been thinking the same thing. He pulled him aside to a sitting area with a couch, but they never reached the seat. Gray again slammed Loke against the wall in starving lust. He flicked the buttons of the suit coat and dress shirt with dexterous ease, then slid the clothes off. He ran his hands over Loke's muscular arms, admiring the firm power in them.
"You look better here," Gray said softly.
Loke was already panting hard from the touches. "It's my real body. Sorry if you don't like the hair."
"The hair doesn't matter. I'm more curious about here," and his hand slid down to the bulge in Loke's trousers. "Were you just making yourself look that large before? Maybe part of that spiritual manifestation thing?"
"You wanna find out?"
To answer, Gray dropped to his knees and tugged on Loke's belt. The Lion Spirit watched him doing what came natural and was amused that Gray could undress someone else as fast as he undressed himself. In only a few seconds, Loke wore only his tie. He hardly noticed just when Gray pulled off his suit coat and shirt.
"Seriously, how do you do that?"
Gray smirked up to him. "Talent!"
Gray stayed on his knees as he admired the slight curve and pink shade of Loke's penis. His hands ran up the Lion's thighs, slowly directing all energy and all sensations to the crotch area without touching it. His hands rubbed from the thighs up, then from the hips down. He watched how Loke twitched and listened to him moan from the torturous lack of attention.
"Come on, Gray!" Loke whimpered.
The Ice Make mage chuckled sadistically. He frosted his breath and blew an icy stream of air over the inflamed skin. Loke jerked and tried to thrust himself toward Gray's mouth, but the mage held his narrow hips tighter.
"Please!" Loke begged.
Gray saw the precum already dripping, and the head of his cock danced with desire. "The Lion begging? That's not very regal, now is it?"
His hand finally touched Loke, running up the heated length, squeezing gently, and his thumb traced around the wet flared head. Loke cried out at finally getting touched. Slowly, the hand got colder, tingling at first, then so cold it was painful.
"Gray!" he cried out.
"I think you're even more sensitive here in the Spirit World," Gray teased.
"Don't...too cold. Please!"
Gray chuckled at hearing his splendid agony. He stuck his tongue out and let it warm up what his fingers had chilled. His tongue traced up the thick vein, then twirled around the head, licking the underside before lapping over the tip.
"Stars above!" Loke moaned.
The drastic change in temperature made him groan without any restraint. He almost felt like he could cum right then, but there was no way he would miss out on the chance to have Gray make sweet love to him here in the Spirit World. By sheer will alone, he kept himself relaxed enough to keep going.
"You better not disappoint me by cumming too soon."
Loke smirked down at him. "Just leave it to me...partner!"
Gray felt happy that they were together like this, proud to have such a strong and loyal lover. He wanted to thank Loke, but there were no words. All he could think of was a single action. Acting on instinct, Gray slipped Loke's length into his mouth.
Loke's legs trembled as he tried to keep standing. That moist mouth working him felt intensely erotic, especially here in his own realm. He rested his hand on Gray's raven hair, petting him, sometimes holding him still if the teen started going too fast. He looked down and saw Gray's eyes closed as his head bobbed. Every time Gray grunted or hummed, a shiver ran through Loke's spine.
"Stop," he whispered weakly. "I need...bedroom." He had to sit or lie down before his knees gave way, and he wanted to go one step further. For that, they needed the supplies Loke made damn sure he had ready before they brought Gray and the others here.
He scooped up his clothes and took Gray by the hand. With dire urgency, he yanked the mage along, up the broad staircase, around to one wing of the mansion, and finally to an ornate door that looked a lot like the golden design on Lucy's key. Inside the room stood a massive four-post bed with red chiffon drapes, regal and sensual. Already, candles burned and gave off a sweet scent.
Gray had no patience for a tour of the place. He knocked the pile of clothes out of Loke's hands, shoved at him, and knocked him flat to the bed. Loke struggled to climb on so he could at least lay on a pillow. Then he saw Gray unconsciously beginning to unsnap his cloak.
"No!" he warned sharply. "Really Gray, if you take the clothes off, you could die."
"Dammit," he sneered. "Can't I at least loosen the pants? I'm getting hella cramped!" He adjusted the bulge in his crotch.
Loke sat up and leaned forward. "If you feel anything weird, warn me." Slowly, watching Gray for any adverse effects, he unzipped the pants and reached in to pull Gray's cock out from his boxers. It popped forward eagerly. "Feel okay?"
"I'll feel better when I get this thing into you," Gray grinned lasciviously.
Loke laughed with relief. "I guess you wanting to top works out. This time!" he warned. "I will definitely get you on your back one of these days."
Gray pushed Loke down onto the bed and straddled over him. Loke submissively laid back and enjoyed the cold touches and hot kisses. Gray frotted against him, humming at the feel of his shaft rubbing against Loke's.
"Lube," he demanded, his voice already hoarse with tension.
Loke had the supplies ready. Gray squirted some into his hand and reached down to Loke's ass. The Lion grunted when the finger shoved in a little too fast.
"Careful," he warned.
"You're lucky I'm prepping you. I wanna fuck you right now, raw!"
Gray then thrust in another finger fast, and Loke cried out. Damn, but this kid was eager! None too gently, Gray toyed with him, stretching him, smirking at every groan and writhing protest.
Finally, Gray drew back. "On your knees."
Loke moved slowly, already hurting a little, but he turned around onto his hands and knees with his ass facing Gray. While he switched positions, Gray took the bottle of lube and rubbed some onto himself. Then he shoved Loke down a little lower, grabbed his soft gluts, and massaged them, smiling at how Loke hummed. He spread him, took his own shaft into his hand, and guided it forward.
Loke gasped at the feeling of being pierced. His head dropped down, staring wide-eyed at his pillow. Then he looked a little under him, to the empty space between the mattress and his stomach. He could see Gray's balls hanging down, barely visible between his spread legs.
"You okay?"
Loke raised his head back up, looked over his shoulder, and saw Gray looking worried. He was overly-eager, but he was still a gentle person at heart. Loke smiled and nodded. Gray began to move, and Loke wanted to melt as his body loosened up.
Gray had to seriously restrain himself against stripping. More than once, he began to tug on the cloak only to remember that these clothes were the only things keeping him alive in this world. He tried to distract himself away from his habit by keeping his hands on Loke's skin, touching everywhere he could. It was definitely an enjoyable distraction.
For Loke, this was by far the best sex he could ever remember. He realized it was the first time he tried anal sex in the Spirit World. Every sensation was more intense, every ache felt real to him. His huffs throbbed at his chest. The pain that turned into pleasure made him tingle as it never had before.
"Gray..." he moaned.
"Are you okay?" he asked gently. "Should I...?"
Gray leaned over his back, kissed the green guild symbol, then reached around Loke and stroked him. Loke cried out louder. The way Gray's fingers squeezed him felt so good, strong hands yet delicate fingers, hands trained to chisel ice, yet could sculpt a fragile snowflake. He heard Gray panting, and then felt those puffs of air draw closer to his ear.
"Loke," he whispered. "You are more than just a friend and partner. You...mean everything to me."
Loke felt a jolting shock and looked back to question him just what he meant. Before he could speak, Gray's lips met his mouth. Slowly, in a jumble of legs and arms, they twisted their position. Loke flinched at the sensation, but then Gray helped him to lean back against the pillows, never once breaking their kiss. Loke opened his eyes for a moment and saw Gray's face right up against his. His blue eyes squinted tighter as he strained to hold back a little longer. His arms were stiff to keep himself from smothering Loke. The Lion caressed the guild symbol on Gray's chest.
Fairy Tail brought them together, but their feelings would keep them united.
Gray began to speed up, gasping and panting hard as lust won over. Loke let himself surrender all control and be overwhelmed by animal instinct. They grappled in desperation as their shouts and gasps filled the Lion's mansion.
With a husky shout from Gray and a roar from Loke, the two released together. Gray felt the tension snap, the momentary rush of ecstasy followed by a feeling of floating in heaven. After it passed, there was only warm, sleepy pleasure, pure joy and tangible love. He could not move, the feeling was so powerful and so immensely wonderful. He remained perfectly still, his breathing slowing down, his eyes squeezed tight, his face frozen as he savored the pleasure. Through the hazy warmth, he heard Loke's worried voice.
"Gray? Gray, are you okay? Are you in pain because of the Spirit World?"
"Pain?" He wanted to laugh at that. "No, not pain. Far from it. Except, I'm wondering..." He opened his eyes and looked down at Loke. "How the hell am I going to clean up if I can't remove my clothes?"

The party was still going on when they returned many hours later. The only person who noticed he had vanished was, of course, Juvia. She ran up to Gray's side almost immediately as they disembarked from Argo.
"Gray-sama, Juvia was so worried. Where did Gray-sama go?"
He gently slid her clinging hands away from his cloak before she yanked it off. "Sailing with Loke," he said brusquely before walking away.
"Sailing?" she questioned, and looked back to Argo. "Does Gray-sama like sailing?" She covered her blushing cheeks. "Oh, how Juvia wishes Gray-sama would sail all over Juvia's water body."
Loke pulled Gray away a little faster with a jealous glare back at the oblivious water mage. "We'll have to do something about that girl," he whispered.
"She's harmless," Gray shrugged nonchalantly.
"I still don't like it," Loke pouted possessively. Gray thought it was far too cute, seeing Loke jealous.
They returned to the feast and realized, to avoid suspicion, they should separate. Gray saw Lucy talking to the Spirit King, so he took a seat next to her, happily being playful with her. He was drunk on love and did not even care if Juvia freaked out about him touching Lucy. Loke went off to talk with the others, but he kept glancing back to Gray. If anyone questioned why his face was pink, he blamed it on the alcohol.
Finally it was time for everyone to leave. Lucy's Spirits gathered to see them off, and Loke promised to visit more often. As they spoke their final farewells, Loke slipped back. He wished he could keep Gray here longer. He wished he could get permission to bring him into the Spirit World whenever he wanted, but when he tried asking the Spirit King he was firmly told no. The time variance between the two dimensions was too much. It was better for him to go to Earthland for his visits, since one day in the Spirit World was three months for Earthland.
As he watched the Spirit King say the final partings, Lynx, a young female Spirit in the appearance of a catgirl, sauntered up to Loke.
"Nii-san looks like someone stole your catnip toy, nyan," she simpered as her tail swished playfully.
"Do I?" he mused, not caring at all if he looked sad to see his friends go.
"It's the raven-hair, nyan? So, he's the one you've claimed. Lucky kid, nyan!"
Loke hummed at that. "Claimed? Yes, I did claim him but...but he claimed me back."
Lynx tilted her head in confusion. "Someone can claim the Lion, nyan?"
"Not just anyone. Someone willing to put up with me for so long."
"He's that same human you were talking about nine years ago, nyan?"
"Nine years?" As Loke thought back, he realized she was right. Nine years! Granted, for Gray the past seven years were a blank, but still... "Yes, I guess it has been that long."
Just then, Gray glanced back at him. The tenderness in his eyes filled Loke with pride. Then in a flash, they were gone, vanished back to their home, back to Earthland and Fairy Tail.
"It took us nine years to get to this point, but," Loke decided with a smile, "it was worth the wait!"

End of Chapter 10

A/N: Lynx also made an appearance in my story Ephemeral Sakura, Eternal Love. I like the idea that the Lynx Spirit would be a catgirl and sort of a little sister to Leo.
This is where I planned to end the story, but then I came up with a new chapter. Please read on for bonus chapters.
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