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I Leave You, My Pride	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 5769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 10

Holding On
Gray and Lucy headed straight to a hotel, both eager yet nervous. All he wanted was privacy, to hold her and kiss her, to simply be with her, but he knew that if they did that, there would be more. So much more! Lucy's eyes told him that she wanted more, and who was he to deny the Queen of Beasts?
They finally entered the hotel room, but instead of crashing together in wild desperation, they stood facing one another in awkward silence. Gray could hardly believe she was there. He kept fearing he would wake up, or even worse, that she would vanish on him, never to return. He wondered, if he touched her, would she melt away like a snowflake? Her existence here in the Human World felt so ephemeral.
"I should have probably asked this first," she said, looking aside with a slight crinkle between her brows. "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Gray was stunned speechless for a moment. "How could you even think that?"
She gave a small shrug. "I realized right away, one day for me was three months for you. That thought tortured me every day I woke up in the Spirit World. All I could think of was how much I was missing. Somewhere along the way, I began to realize that it was possible—no, it was highly likely—that you might get a girlfriend. I mean, we weren't really dating, Gray," she pointed out with a nervous laugh that failed to cover over her doubts. "It was just … just one night," she whispered sadly, and her eyes drifted to the side. "A one-night stand. I don't have a true claim to your heart. Although, to me, it's only been a few days since … since we … did that," she ended in a blushing whisper, "a single night, two years ago for you, isn't really something lasting. I realized it might have been nothing more than a whim for you."
"It wasn't!" he insisted, holding her arms to keep her from escaping. "Lucy…"
"I came to the conclusion that if you were with someone, I would … try to understand. So if you have a girlfriend, it's okay." Her eyes finally met his, although for claiming she approved, her eyes still looked close to tears. "I want you to be happy, and if that can't be with me…"
He placed his hand over her mouth before she could say anything more. "I also realized something right away. Three months for me was merely one day for you. What sort of man would I be if I couldn't stay true to the woman I love for even one Spirit World week?"
She began to protest. "But for you…"
"I haven't dated anyone at all, and the only person I kissed was Gemini, and that was when they were looking like you. It sort of … confused me for a moment."
She laughed, "Gemini kissed me too while looking like you."
Gray scowled. "I'll have to ask Virgo to punish them."
"So you really … you … you waited? For me?" she asked, shocked to hear it. "For two years?"
Finally, he took her into his arms and hugged her close. He whispered into her ear, "There's only one woman who makes my heart warm up."
Now tears really did come into Lucy's eyes. "Gray…"
He caressed her face, and her eyes fluttered closed at the familiar feel of his chilly hands. The sensual pleasure in her face enthralled him. "I would have waited a lifetime for you, Lucy."
When she opened her eyes, they were filled with raw lust. "I'm not willing to wait that long!"
She kissed him, softly at first, yet quickly escalating. Gray wrapped his arms around her, clutching at her with the eagerness of two years separation. She bit on his lower lip, making him cry out softly. She quickly thrust her tongue in, tasting his familiar wintermint mouth. She had missed this taste, and he had missed the delicacy of her tongue. Gray's fingers quickly tripped along his shirt, slipping off buttons, and then he flung the shirt behind him without looking. Lucy's fingers ran up his bare arms.
"You've gained muscles," she breathed heavily, pushing him slowly toward the bed.
He walked backwards, obeying her silent directions. "I went to train under your old mentor, Grandpa Belo. He made me do all the chores around the house. That geezer has some heavy books."
She chuckled as she forced him down onto the mattress. "It's good to know he's still alive." She crawled up onto Gray's lap, sitting on his thighs with her body pressed up against his. "We should go visit him some day so I can thank him for training you so well. Although," she chuckled, gyrating her hips on him, "I guess it'd be weird if the girl you taught celestial summoning to is now a Celestial Spirit herself."
"It is indeed weird," Gray laughed lightly, grabbing her rump to pull her tighter against him. "Not such a bad thing, though."
"Well, one major disadvantage…"
"If you can't have kids, that's fine."
"Actually, I think I can. Pisces has a son, after all. No, what I meant is I'm still really weak, I can't stay in this world for very long, so this needs to be quick."
"I see," he hummed. "That's a good thing though, because I hate to admit it, but being with you again … there's no way I could slow down." Gray grabbed Lucy's breasts, kneading them with his fingers. "I've wanted to feel you…" He leaned over and licked her nipple until it stood out. "…taste you…" Then he twisted both nipples until she shuddered out a lusty cry. "…and hear you for so long, there's no way I can do this slowly. Now, get those panties off before I rip them in half."
She snarled softly and licked her lip. It was such a seductive, feral gesture that Gray had to remember, she was now Leo the Lion, a feline seductress … and she belonged only to him!
Lucy stood and quickly undressed herself. Gray yanked his belt off, never taking his eyes off of her, and shoved pants and boxers down in one swift move. Then he scooted onto the bed and leaned back onto the pillows to continue watching her strip. Lucy tugged off her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties, yet she left on her spiky heeled boots. For some reason, that aroused Gray way more.
"Damn," he whispered as she strode forward with a wiggle to her naked hips.
She stepped up from the foot of the bed, gently pushed his legs apart, and crawled over his body on her hands and knees with her blond hair hanging down like a golden mane. She paused between his thighs, right over his groin, and leaned down to his erection. With her brown eyes never leaving his face, she stuck her tongue out, showing him what she intended before doing it, teasing him with enticement. For someone who said she had to make this quick, she still wanted a little bit of fun.
She gave him a long, slow lick. Her tongue burned against his cold skin, and at just that, a pearl of pre-cum already formed on the tip of his cock. Lucy lapped it away, and then she slid her mouth down onto him, ramming him into her throat. Ever so slowly, she pulled back up, hollowing out her cheeks as she sucked him hard. Gray tensed up. After two years of nothing but his own hand, having Lucy sucking on him was utterly overwhelming.
However, that was all she gave him, one powerful suck, before climbing up over him. She rubbed herself over his shaft, and he felt how drenched she was, so ready for him, so eager to take him fast and hard. She leaned down and began to kiss over his chest until she reached his throat. She bit him, savored the hiss escaping through clenched teeth, and sucked his neck hard enough to raise blood just under the surface of the skin.
"Lions mark their territory," she told him with a lascivious smile. "Just a warning: I'm not going to slow down for you."
"I'll hold back as long as I can," he smirked. "Just don't be too disappointed if you're too much for me. It's been two lonely years, after all."
"I promise that next time, I'll give it to you properly."
"If you make a promise like that, I'll be summoning you every day."
She smiled craftily, as if that was precisely what she wished for as well. Then she lined herself up, leaned over to kiss him, and slid down onto his waiting shaft. Lucy let out a sharp breath and flinched, shocked it hurt so badly. Had she healed up even down there after their first time together? Or was he truly bigger than he had been the first time?
She thrust herself down on top of him, immersing him completely inside of her. She shut her eyes tightly and bit her lip. It seriously felt like she was a virgin again, and she rather hoped it would not hurt like this every single time. She would have to ask one of the other Celestial Spirits about this whole instant-healing issue.
Gray's hands found her hips and grabbed onto them, forcing her to go more, delving deeper into her wet folds as he felt the quivering walls of softness all around his cock. She felt so divine, it took his breath away and made his bottom jaw tremble. He moaned something, not even coherent words, just half syllables, the only thing his brain could formulate as it shut down logic and focused all thoughts to lust.
The chill of his fingers felt so comforting. Lucy placed her hands on top of his icy chest, balancing herself as she rocked her hips. His whole body was so cold, an aura like approaching winter, which felt even more intense compared to the growing, fiery heat pooling in her belly. She drowned herself in the feel of contrasting inner heat and outer chill.
Gray barely had to move under her. He simply gazed up, enthralled by her beauty and sensuality. It still felt like nothing more than a dream, just another wet dream about Lucy, and he would wake up needing to hide the ruined sheets from Erza until he could quickly do laundry. However, no nighttime fantasy had ever been this good, this clear, this amazing. His hips trust up to meet her as she slammed down, and Lucy cried out at the added force. She was intoxicating, and if it was nothing more than a dream, then dear God, he never wanted to wake up.
She did not just make love to him. She fucked him, hard and mercilessly. One would almost think it was Lucy who went two years without sex, how desperately she rode him. Her hair, already wild, alternated between slicking down with sweat and sticking out more as her head swung with animalistic cries.
Suddenly, she grabbed the hands that held onto her hips and slammed them down to the pillow next to Gray's head. "You're slowing me down," she growled. Although she said that, she leaned over first and kissed him, exploring him with her tongue. Her fingers laced between his, she gripped his hands tightly, as if to hold on and make sure she did not leave him too soon.
"Gray," she whimpered.
His eyes saddened. "If it hurts…"
"Shut up!" she snapped. "I'm not leaving until I'm satisfied."
She continued, faster now, riding him as if she was in a race. Time in this world was limited for her, and Gray already saw that she was feeling the effects of being in Earthland.
"Lucy, release one hand."
She let go of his right hand, and Gray reached down, sliding his hand across her stomach and down between her legs. It took a little to find the spot with her moving so much, but finally he felt the nub and rubbed circles around her clit. Lucy let out a shuddering scream. Gray's whole body surged at that, and despite clenching his lower stomach muscles, he felt himself snap inside, heat rushing out, and Lucy gasped as she felt him gush inside of her.
She slowed to a stop for only a minute, gazing down at him with a smile, happy to have fulfilled his needs. However, her own were not met yet. After merely a minute, she began to swivel her hips again.
"Lucy," he moaned wearily. He was so sensitive right now, but she felt … so good!
"You feel good even soft like this. But … I can feel you getting harder. Already?" She chuckled lightly. "You're one horny boy. So deprived. Just … put up with it … a little more. I can feel you … growing inside me. Oh God, I can feel you getting bigger. Touch me. Oh God, please, touch me more."
He pulled her off, and Lucy looked peeved as Gray held her arms and forced her down to the pillow. He hovered over her, thinking her sexually frustrated pout was too adorable.
"I'm too tired to fulfill what you want, and I have needs too, you know. Right now, I need to taste you so I know I'm not dreaming."
He slid down her body. Those high heel boots were still on, and he lifted one leg, kissing the shiny black leather, adoring how sexy they made her look. Hell, he never thought he had a thing for footwear, but when Lucy was wearing it, just about anything could become a fetish. He kept kissing up to her knee, and then he laid the boot over his shoulder. He picked up the next leg, kissing from ankle, up the boot, to her knee, and placed that leg on his shoulder as well.
Then Gray settled between her legs, gazed at the shiny moisture of her pink opening, leaned over, and licked her. There was no way to describe the taste of a woman. Salty? It made the taste sound bad. Sweet? That wasn't quite it either. There was no food that compared. It was the taste of pussy, plain and simple. He tasted her, and he tasted the salty bitterness of his own semen still inside of her. He realized he tasted rather bad. He needed to eat more fruits. Definitely, before their next time together, he would eat lots of fruits and berries, so when she tasted him, he would be sweet for her mouth. She deserved that much.
Lucy grabbed onto Gray's shoulders as his tongue worked magic on her, a magic no wizard could perform, only someone whose tongue was hot but whose fingers were cold. Sometimes, she clutched at his hair, but she was afraid that, with how incredible he was making her feel, she really might rip out a bald spot. She dug her nails into his shoulders instead. He was strong, not because he vainly lifted weights like Elfman, but because he constantly fought. They were the muscles of a fighter, sinewy, corded, yet flexible. She loved the feel of those muscles. She loved the way they stretched and flexed as his arms moved up.
His hands grasped her breasts, massaging them as his tongue lapped deep within her. His fingers, so agile and so strong, plucked at her nipples, holding them with the same firm delicacy as he used when he held one of the Spirit Keys. Lucy's back arched, her chest popped out to feel more, and the heels of her boots turned down, digging into his back with erotic pain. He moaned at the stabbing heels, and it vibrated against her.
"Gray," she cried out.
The thought that she was so turned on by this—by him, by his hands and his mouth—made Gray slowly get aroused again. His hips moved gently over the bedsheets. Her taste, smell, feel, voice … everything about her sent his head reeling, and all blood not thrumming through his ears went rushing back down to his cock.
"Gray!" she screamed now.
He felt her thighs clamp around his head, and he took one hand off her breast. Two fingers plunged into her while his lips kept pulling at her swollen clit. That was all Lucy needed, something to clench onto as she fell apart. Gray felt the soft inner walls spasm on his fingers, and his chin got wet from the small spritz of fluid she squirted. Her cries turned to sighs, and slowly her whole body loosened, melting in bliss.
His fingers withdrew, his face lifted to watch the weary satisfaction on her face, and he wiped away the moisture from his chin and lips. Then he licked that clear fluid off his fingers, tasting her, him, them … everything!
"Do you need one more?" he offered. "Or are you too tired?"
"I'm okay for now." She glanced down to his cock, which had returned with interest. "One more?"
He was in awe at her stamina, although he could see she was weary. "Yeah. One more time."
He crawled on top of her, sliding himself inside with ease. She was even more responsive now, still tingling with her orgasm. He grabbed her legs again, holding her by the boots, and kept them spread wide as he rocked into her. He watched her breasts bounce with each movement, and although he did not go fast, he gave her as much thrust as he could, ramming hard into her, slowly moving her up higher onto the bed until one powerful thrust made her hit her head on the wrought-iron headboard. He let go of her legs, which she hooked around his back, and shielded her head with his hand.
"I love you, Lucy," he whispered. "I love you so much."
Quickly, she built right back up, her body not getting any time to rest and drop from its peak. Her head swung back and forth, protesting the quick release.
"Come on, Lucy. Come on! I'm waiting…" he sneered between clench teeth, "…for…"
Lucy suddenly gasped, and then she screamed as her body arched back in ecstasy.
Gray smiled. "…that." Watching her face, he released the tension clenching in his gut. He filled her again, yet as his body felt the heated flood of passion, all he could focus on was Lucy's face, so lost in carnal lust. "Lucy," he sighed. He caressed some of the damp strands out of her face. "You're even more beautiful."
She panted as she slowly settled onto a cloud of tingling happiness. Gray had beads of sweat on his skin, but his eyes gleamed with tender passion. "Come here." She pulled him down to lie next to her.
He withdrew, collapsed onto the mattress, and hugged her against his chest. "You probably overdid it."
"It's fine," she whispered, caressing his face with a warm and enamored smile. "I'm tired, but … that was good," she laughed wearily. "I needed that … so badly."
"I needed it more," he teased.
"I'm sure you did! My silly celibate master," she teased, tapping Gray's nose.
"Hopefully not celibate any longer," he chuckled wearily.
"I'll have to regain energy so I can serve my master more," she said in a sultry voice, dragging her finger over his sweaty body.
"You like calling me master, don't you?"
"I know you like it. Your eyes light up every time I say it … Master," she purred, and sure enough, Gray's eyes had a lusty gleam to them when she called him that. "We have plenty of time to be together. A lion can mate up to forty times in a day, and one day for me is three months for you." She smirked slyly and licked his lips. "You better stack up on condoms … Master!"
He smiled at the coquettish look in her face. "Only forty?" he teased.
She laughed and rolled on top of him. "Maybe I get can stronger on that, too." She leaned over him and gave him a long yet simple kiss. However, she rolled back off of him with a sigh and slight flinch that Gray caught immediately.
"Lucy?"
"This is my limit," she frowned.
They both rolled onto their sides to gaze at one another, realizing they had to part again. Gray caressed her face, wanting to remember her softness, not knowing when he might see her again. Lucy stroked her fingertips up and down his body, and then traced the dark blue guild mark on his chest.
"I swear," she said firmly, "I'll keep working hard. I'll continue practicing at opening my own gate. I want to get so strong, I can come out at any time, like Loke used to do. I don't know if I'll ever get as strong as he was, but I'll work every day." She laughed sadly. "Although, that means three months for you. It could take me years, at this rate."
"Lucy," he said gently, "I'd wait another two years for you."
She pouted playful. "Well, I sure hope it's not that long." They both laughed, and their noses rubbed against one another tenderly, neither wanting this to end, although both knew it had to. "I'll come out as often as possible."
"And I'll keep practicing until I can call you out on my own. That way, you don't have to work so hard." Gray gave her a passionate kiss. "Rest up," he whispered. He smiled happily. "Natsu still wants to have a homecoming for you."
"So long as you two don't fight."
"Can't promise that," he chuckled.
"Well, at least make it so I don't have to jump in and save your butt again."
"I'll ice the flaming bastard."
She laughed, and she rubbed his nose with hers again. However, her smile slowly faded. "I don't want to go."
"Don't push yourself."
"I am already," she admitted, and a little of the pain showed through. Lucy's body began to fade in and out. "I just … really don't want to leave you."
"You'll be back before you know it."
"And how long would that be for you?"
"Too long," he admitted. Gray took her chin and gave her a kiss. "But a single hour away is too long, so I just have to put up with it for now." He gave her one more lingering kiss, inhaling the aroma of her sweaty, love-drenched body. "You better go back, or I'll ravage you again, and I don't think my cock can put up with a third round."
"I suppose killing my master by over-sexing him would get me in big trouble." She softly caressed his cheek. "Call me out soon."
"As soon as I can," he promised. "And Lucy…" He took her hand and squeezed it. "…will you marry me?"
Her mouth dropped. "What the … Gray!" she cried out. "I … well, for one, I'm not sure if that's allowed. And two … sheesh! It's only been a few days … for me, at least."
"I've had two years to think about it," he pointed out. "You're the only woman I want, so why not get married? Then you don't have to worry that I might cheat on you while you're away."
She looked away in frustration. To ask something like that, out of nowhere! "Dammit, Gray," she muttered. She really did not want to reject him after such an amazing night together, but she couldn't bring herself to say yes. "If you waited for two years, then wait two more, for my sake. I need time to think about this, and ask if it's legal to marry between Celestial Spirits and Humans. How about you try asking me out first?"
He blushed as he realized he had forgotten such a basic step. "Of course. So, will you go out with me instead?"
She laughed softly and gave him a kiss. "Yes," she whispered against his lips. "But I've really gotta go. Keep kissing me."
He wrapped his arms around her, holding her and kissing her, until his arms slipped through nothing, and his lips felt the coldness of air. Lucy was gone, the hotel room was empty, and the only thing left of Lucy was her taste in his mouth and the ache of the love bite on his neck.
Gray walked over to where his pants had dropped to the floor, opened the pouch holding his keys, and pulled out the Key of the Lion. He rubbed his thumb over the golden key, and he felt the power within. He kissed the Key of the Lion and let his lips linger on Leo's symbol.
"I love you, Lucy," he whispered.
Perhaps it was nothing more than his imagination, but he thought he heard her whisper back.
"I love you too, Gray."

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