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Chapter 10
Mile High Club
The weekend had not really been restful. Although Gray spent Sunday with Natsu, relaxing on the couch and cuddling in bed, he still felt worn out on Monday. He had hoped to get more work done on the anti-virus program he was designing, what he decided to simply call Ice Devil. The whole time on the couch, his mind had been calculating ways to combat the E.N.D. virus. As he and Natsu ate a homemade spaghetti dinner, he had doodled code onto a napkin until Natsu scolded him to take a break.
He couldn't, though. So long as there was this virus threatening ICEMAKE, the software his mentor Ur had created, he felt like E.N.D. was an attack on him as well, and he was determined to exterminate it.
Now it was Monday, and Gray was back at work, waiting for the anti-virus to do its thing. He had opted to sit at a spare desk, away from his usual cubicle, hooked up to a computer that was off the company's network to be safe, just in case the anti-virus reacted caustically to ICEMAKE and the rest of the computer's systems. Code flitted across the monitor, and his eyes followed it with rapid flashes. His face grew grimmer, angrier, until his lips began to twitch in rage.
"FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!" he screamed, punching his desk with both fists.
Heads popped up in the cubicle farm, dozens of corporate gophers reacting instinctively to a curious sound. Invel shot him a frigid glare, and Gray cringed down, trying to hide behind his monitor. He really did it this time.
He tried to focus back on the computer. He removed the USB stick, threw it aside in anger, and tried another. Code was just starting to flash up, his fingers tapping to run another diagnostic, when he saw a prim suit standing in front of him. He looked up to see Freed Justine.
It was never good news when one of your company's executives came to your desk just after you screamed profanity.
"Mr. Fullbuster," Freed said in a low voice. "Mr. Dragneel wishes to see you."
Gray sighed. He was fired, right? First he failed to do the one thing he was hired to do, and now he cussed like that in the middle of work. He glanced at his monitor just as a warning popped up. His latest attempt also failed. He yanked the USB stick out, packed up his gear, and trudged away. Lyon peaked over the edge of his cubicle.
"No luck?" he asked, looking worried.
Gray only shook his head, following Freed out. They came to the elevators, and Gray stared ahead as they were lifted up to the top floor.
"You really should manage your anger. I could heard your shout from down the hall."
"Yeah, well, I'm trying to save your company from a huge disaster. I think I'm allowed one fuck for my efforts."
Freed gave a single, soft laugh, but otherwise he said nothing more. The elevator dinged, the two stepped out, and Freed led him to the left. Gray had begun to go right toward Natsu's office, so he stumbled to correct his direction.
"Where are we going?"
"Mr. Dragneel has a surprise for you."
"A surprise? What is it: a motorcycle? Knowing him, a surprise could be my own private island."
"Do you like motorcycles?"
"I used to ride one. Seriously, don't tell him to get me one. I already have a car, and I don't have the money to pay extra insurance."
"Well, it's not something you drive," Freed said with a faint smile.
They came to a locked door, and Freed pulled out a set of keys. When he opened it, sunshine burst through along with a roaring sound and massive gust of wind. Gray squinted as he walked out into the morning sunshine.
"The roof?"
He had to cover his ears over the noise, and he saw that he was standing on the building's helipad. In front of him was a helicopter, and Natsu stood in front of it, grinning excitedly.
"Gray!" he shouted over the noise of the propeller.
Just to get out of the wind, Gray ran forward, and he realized Freed was coming along. Beside Natsu, standing firmly with his arms folded and a scowl on his face, was Laxus wearing some headphones. Natsu waved Gray into the helicopter and handed him a headset to protect his ears. He heard Natsu's voice over the headset.
"Isn't this exciting? I love helicopters. I don't get sick flying. Hah! Your face when you saw it was ridiculous."
Gray glared at the teasing, but Natsu pulled him over to some seats while Freed and Laxus sat on a bench across the way. One of the crew closed the door, and Gray felt a lift and sway as the helicopter rose into the air.
"So, I take it I'm not fired yet," Gray muttered.
"What? Fired? No way!" yelled Natsu. "Why would you say that?"
Gray pursed his lips tightly, but Freed spoke up, his voice also coming in through the headset. "Mr. Fullbuster used some rather colorful language just as I was arriving, sir."
Beside him, Laxus seemed to be laughing, although Gray could not hear him. He did hear Natsu's laugh, though.
"Cussing on the job? Really, Gray?" Natsu said, playfully scolding him. "I suppose I should write up a warning."
"Hey, I was frustrated."
Natsu's smile faded, looking thoughtful. "Well, I'm ordering you to take a break. Something came up, and I have to leave for France early. Don't worry about packing; I'll get you a change of clothes there."
"That seems to be a habit of yours. You're lucky I don't have a cat or dog to feed."
"I'd have someone do that for you," Natsu said, as if it was obvious.
Gray rolled his eyes. "Of course you would. One problem: if we're going to France, I don't have my passport on me."
Natsu hummed. "That is a problem. Freed, call Virgo. Have her go to Gray's place and fetch his passport. Where is it?"
Gray felt dizzy that all of this was happening so suddenly. "Filing cabinet by my computer desk, top drawer. But Natsu…"
"She's an expert at picking locks, so don't worry about keys. She'll lock up too."
"That's not … this is so … dammit, why do you do stuff like this?" he snapped. "I have a lot of work to do. My first attempts on the new anti-virus failed. I need to reinforce it. I was in the middle of things."
"Take a break!" Natsu commanded, sounding like a boss this time. "If you work yourself to death, you're no good to the company, so take care of yourself first. Besides, I have some news about the E.N.D. virus and its origin."
Gray's eyes widened. "News?"
"Later, when we're on the plane."
Gray nodded, but still, the entire flight from the building to the airport was spent wondering what Natsu discovered, and if knowing the origins could help him reverse the effects.
They landed, and a bright blue private jet was waiting. Natsu and Gray went into the plane, with Freed and Laxus following.
"They're coming too?" asked Gray.
"This is a business trip. Freed will be handling most of my personal affairs while I'm there, and Laxus is my bodyguard."
"And me?"
Laxus came up behind him and teased in a deep voice, "You're his diversion."
Gray scowled at him, hating how lewd that sounded, like he was only there to warm Natsu's bed.
"He's not wrong," Natsu admitted. "I don't need your skills on this trip." He wrapped his hands around Gray's arm and leaned into him as he blushed and confessed, "I just really wanted to bring you along, because otherwise I get lonely. So it's a business trip for me, but a vacation to you."
"Natsu," he sighed, awkwardly slipping his arm out of Natsu's grasp. "I'm honored, really, it sounds like fun, and I know we talked about a trip like this, but we're in the middle of a crisis. I should be with my team."
"And I'm about to fill you in on our investigation into your crisis. That's work-related, right? I have to fly to Europe today, and I can't tell you something this sensitive over the phone. Plus maybe it'll help you. Now, sit."
Again, Natsu had that boss voice. Gray sighed and muttered, "I better get paid time off for this, or I'll miss my rent payment."
He took a seat on one of the jet's plush leather chairs. Around him, people prepared for takeoff. Suddenly, Virgo ran up to the jet. Gray looked out the window as she handed over a passport book to Freed and bowed. Gray did not even have time to tell her thanks for complying with Natsu's impulsive whims. Freed climbed up the stairs into the jet, the door was shut, and the captain informed them that they would be taking off soon. Natsu settled in beside Gray and held his hand, shivering in excitement.
"It doesn't matter how often I fly, I always love takeoffs."
Gray sighed and watched out the window as the jet pulled out onto the tarmac, sped up, and lifted into the sky. He watched as Magnolia shrank below them. He could see the Dragon Enterprises building, the street with the ice cream parlor and his loft above the shop, and then the city faded into suburbs, tracks of houses, and then patches of farmlands. Soon they rose above the clouds, and Gray could already see the Atlantic Ocean below them.
"Sorry if this was sudden," Natsu finally said as they leveled off. "I found out only this morning that I was needed in Paris, and I didn't want to leave without you." His fingers squeezed around Gray's hand. "I really, really wanted you to come with me."
Gray smiled and shook his head with a sigh. "I guess that's normal in your position."
"Pretty much. Okay, we can get up now. Let's get some food, and I'll tell you what we've learned."
Gray got out of his seat and walked back to a more comfortable lounge area of the jet, with couches, tables, and a television. A flight attendant came forward with a tray of sandwiches, and Natsu happily told Gray that he also brought frozen yogurt for later, since he knew Gray liked that. They nibbled the sandwiches and settled back.
"So, as soon as I heard about this virus attack, I had my suspicions. There's a certain cyberterrorist that we've had problems with in the past, long ago. Back when my father was still around, he attacked our network, crashed everything, held data hostage, stuff like that. He's been silent since I took over, but this seemed like his sort of thing."
"Then you know who did this?" Gray asked eagerly.
"It was just a suspicion. We looked into multiple leads, we had other teams besides yours examine the code, and they found a little tell left behind that clenched it." Natsu's eyes narrowed as he glared at his sandwich. "Zeref."
Gray's mouth dropped. "Zeref? You mean…" A chill ran over his arms. "On the dark web, he's know as The Black Wizard … and," he realized, lowering his voice, "he's your brother, right?"
Natsu jolted. "How the hell do you know that?"
"I read your Wikipedia page. It mentions that your brother was a cyberterrorist who fled the country shortly after your parents died. It didn't list his name, but it's interesting that you chose the word cyberterrorist to describe the attacker, and not something more common like computer hacker."
Natsu dropped his head. "Igneel was really careful about never letting anyone know that Zeref is my big brother. Can you imagine if the public knew? Anything bad to happen to one of our competitors, they'd say I was working with Zeref to bring them down. So although it's public knowledge that I have a brother who is a criminal, we're very careful not to ever say his name."
"So, the Black Wizard attacked your company? Why?"
"How should I know?" Natsu muttered. "Jealousy. Attention. Boredom. We're lucky he only targeted one software program and didn't crash the entire company."
"Yeah, we really are lucky, if it's him." Gray rubbed his chin as he thought this over. "He's not really holding it hostage, either, so it's not for money. He didn't outright destroy it, so it's not an attack to bring you down. It really is strange that a criminal hacker like him would only disrupt ICEMAKE."
"Could be a challenge to me," Natsu said, looking aside. "Not malicious, but a chance to spar with me. Which is stronger: his skills or my team?" Natsu turned a smile over to Gray. "I have faith that you're stronger than him, but I want to support you in this fight. We attack him together. Whatever resources you need, if you need more on the team, if you need access to equipment, name it. I have full faith in your abilities as a software security engineer, Gray."
Gray felt warmth in his cheeks. His frustration earlier that day faded. At least now he knew he was not up against some idiot teenager in a basement, but one of the most dangerous cyberterrorists in the world. They truly were lucky Zeref only targeted ICEMAKE, and now he had to trust in his anti-virus program.
"Ice Devil will work," he said to himself. "I need to make it stronger, though. I know you want me to relax, but I want to research while we're in France. A computer, a really good security program, and I may need coins to buy information on Zeref."
"Buy information?" Natsu said in confusion.
"I doubt there's much about him on the internet, so I'm going to search the dark web. Someone out there has information about him for sale, or at the very least, I could find info on his method of attack, how he writes his viruses, maybe someone out there knows a weakness."
Natsu frowned. "Isn't that dangerous?"
"Not if you're careful. I spent a lot of time on the dark web during college, so I know my way around."
"If you say so," Natsu muttered. "I can get you a computer, and just tell me what security software and how much money you need. I'll take care of it all. But really," he said with a sigh, "don't get obsessed over this. I want you to take a break, so you can come back to the issue with a fresh mind. You'll work better that way."
Gray smiled at Natsu's worries, but he really did feel that leaving right now, when he was in the middle of things, was bad for the company. "It's like you're placing me before your own company."
"Am I not allowed to? One thing Igneel taught me was that people and relationships are more important than companies and jobs. A good boss never forces an employee to choose between work and their family and friends." He rested his hand on Gray's arm and gave it a squeeze. "That includes the CEO. I can't force myself to make the company more important than my feelings for you."
He leaned into Gray, not at all ashamed to show this sort of intimacy with Freed, Laxus, and the flight crew around. Gray, though, panicked a little and looked at the others. Laxus was looking away, Freed seemed forcefully focused on his phone, and the flight attendant walked to the front of the plane, pretending she needed to find something. Gray realized, these were people Natsu trusted to know about their relationship. Freed was already aware that they were close; Laxus was a security guard and so Natsu obviously trusted him with his life.
With a sigh of resignation, giving up his anxiety about mixing work and relationship, Gray wrapped his arm around Natsu and kissed the top of his head.
Natsu muttered, "I worry about you, you know. I'm worried you'll work yourself to death one day. You're that type of person."
"I really can't help it," said Gray. "I'm a contract worker, I've bounced from job to job since graduating from college, and 99% of the companies out there expect you to sign your soul over to them. You'd get fired if you dare put your private life over your job. You're really an anomaly in the corporate world."
"Then you should work for me all the time," Natsu said, sounding a little upset. "I'll hire you into some position. I'll make up a position. You can be my personal cyber security expert."
"I've told you before, I would hate to work at the same place my whole life. I like variety."
"Even if another boss tells you that you have to work on an anniversary or birthday?"
Gray rolled his eyes. "That's normal, you know."
"Well, screw that!" Natsu grabbed around Gray in a covetous hug. "If it's our anniversary, you're taking the whole day off, and if they fire you for it, I'll hire you on the spot."
Gray smiled at his words. "Our anniversary, huh? You really like to think long-term."
Natsu rested his head on Gray's chest and let his fingers drift up and down his pale arms. "It's my job to think ahead and aim for lofty goals."
"I guess so," Gray whispered, returning the hug and letting his eyes close. "Whereas my job is to focus on what's in front of me and prepare for the worst."
"What's in front of you now is me, and the worst is not spending enough time together."
"So needy," he muttered, although Natsu's words made his cheeks warm up.
"We balance each other out."
Gray let a sigh slip out. "Yeah, we really do."
Just as Gray wondered if Natsu was going to hold him like this through the whole flight, his wild boyfriend-boss suddenly bolted up. "So hey, let me show you around the Exceed. The flight to Colorado was so quick, I don't think you even used the bathroom on this thing."
"Exceed really is a fancy name for a private jet. To be honest, it doesn't suit you," Gray pointed out.
"I know, right?" Natsu cried out. "It was my dad's; he called it that. I used to call it the Happy Plane as a kid. Anyway! This is the club and conference suite. It's pretty cool, yeah?"
Gray rubbed his hands on the leather seat. "You sure don't find this flying coach on commercial airlines."
"That's true," Natsu said with a laugh. "Come on, I'll show you the galley." Natsu pulled Gray to the front of the jet. Although he had passed by this area upon entering, now Natsu showed him around the tiny space. "This is a closet so the crew can change clothing. They have their own lavatory. There's only one seat, so they have to take turns resting, but it reclines if they need sleep, and I've told them lots of times, they can sit in the club area. Oh, and this is where they cook stuff. There's a convection oven and microwave, a fridge, and an espresso maker. Oh, hey," he said to the flight attendant who was politely keeping out of his way. "Get some iced tea going. Gray likes that." Then Natsu grabbed Gray's hand and pulled him back through the club and conference area. "We didn't get back here last time. Hey guys," he called out to Freed and Laxus as they rushed past. "We're gonna rest a bit in the back, maybe take a nap. Don't bug me unless it's really important."
Laxus gave the two a suggestive smirk, while Freed pretended to be focused on something he was reading on his phone. Natsu went to the back of the plane where there was a partial wall with a sliding door. Inside the space was a bed, a dresser, and a door leading to the bathroom.
"This is the private suite. I can come back here and get some rest. One of the tables in the conference area also pulls out and flattens into a bed, but this is more comfortable. Try it out!"
Gray sat on the bed with pristine covers. It sank a little.
"Memory foam," said Natsu. "And over here is a dresser. I keep a few spare clothes, just in case. Over this way is a closet. I have a suit and some coats, since sometimes I go to Australia and it's a totally different season over there, so I might need a thick jacket. And this is the bathroom. There's a shower. It's a bit small, but it's nice to clean up before you disembark."
Then Natsu walked back over to the entrance and slid the door shut. When he turned back around to Gray, his eyes were lowered, burning, with a devious smile threatening pleasure.
"I've never brought someone back here with me."
Gray felt his pulse racing already, but he pretended to be aloof. "Is that so?"
Natsu removed his suit coat and tugged off his scarf. Gray bit his lip as he saw the fiery lust in those sage-green eyes.
"I always thought it would be nice to bring someone along, keep me company … make the long flight bearable."
Gray smirked. "Is that why I'm here? Like Laxus said: diversion?"
"Maybe partly." He crawled up onto Gray's lap, and Gray wrapped his arms around Natsu. "It's an eight-hour flight."
"You're not wasting time, are you?"
"I wasted enough."
He wildly kissed Gray. Their tongues swirled in a dance, they both nipped at each other's lips, and Natsu pressed himself up against Gray, thrusting over his lap. The slight undulations began to affect Gray, and he felt himself stiffening.
Gray chuckled and pulled back. "Are you that eager to join the Mile High Club?"
"Huh? What's that?"
Gray's mouth dropped. "Are you serious? You own a private jet, and you've never heard of the Mile High Club?" He let out an exacerbated sigh. Of course Natsu was that innocent! "It's when you have sex on an airplane. You know, because you're a mile high in the air."
"Oh." Natsu thought it over, and his reply was completely serious. "Do blowjobs count for that?"
Gray's throat choked up, especially because he could see the hunger in those narrow eyes. "Well, oral sex is still sex, so sure."
Instantly, Natsu dropped between Gray's thighs and started to palm him. Gray barely managed to hold back a groan, realizing only a sliding partition separated them from the rest of the people on the plane.
"Natsu," he hissed. "What about Freed, that security guy, the crew…?"
"I told them I'm going to take a nap. Laxus will make sure no one comes back here." Then he looked up at Gray with a playful grin. "They won't see, but they can hear. You like that sort of thing, right? Exhibitionist!"
Gray wanted to protest, but Natsu slid his zipper down, pulled Gray's cock out of his slacks, and immediately slid it into his mouth. Gray hissed in pleasure, but he realized the others could easily hear.
"Natsu!" he whispered in a slight panic.
He ignored the protest, happily sucking. Gray leaned his head back, surrendering to the pleasure. Here they were, in a private jet, his boss's private jet, and his boss was giving him head. He shivered just thinking about it.
Best damn job ever!
Around them, the world vibrated with the roar of the engine. Was that enough to drown out the wet sounds of Natsu slurping?
They hit some turbulence, and Gray was forced to the back of Natsu's throat. He heard Natsu choke slightly, and he pulled back to cough. Natsu wiped pre-cum and saliva off his mouth, but his hand paused as he saw what almost looked like a scared expression on Gray's face.
"Are you okay?" Natsu asked in worry. "Is it no good? Uncomfortable? Are you feeling motion sick?"
"I'm not like you," he said, but his voice was still soft and weak. "Natsu … we're in your private jet."
"Yeah?" he said, unsure what that had to do with anything.
Gray looked away with a troubled expression. "I'm never going to get used to you."
Natsu felt a pain through his chest at those words, and he sank to the floor. "I'm … I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pressure you or make you feel like you had to do anything. Just because I'm the CEO, you can tell me no. You can always tell me—"
"No! I mean, yes! I mean, I want this, hell yes I want it. It's just crazy, right?" Gray looked around the private suite. "We're in your jet."
"Yeah? Why is that crazy?"
Gray sighed. To Natsu, a jet was just another way to travel, and his preferred means of transportation since it was the only time he did not get motion sick. To him, this was no different from the blowjob in his limo.
"You really are so rich, you're clueless to what's normal and what's crazy."
Natsu still looked hurt from that. "I really don't get it, but if anything is wrong—"
"The only thing wrong is my dick not being in your mouth." He grabbed Natsu by the cheeks and pulled him up onto his knees, leaning in until their noses touched. "You're spoiled rich, and I love you for it." He took his finger, slid it into Natsu's mouth, and hooked it to pull his jaw open. "Now, let's join that Mile High Club."
Natsu grinned even with the finger in his mouth. Gray pulled his hand back and gazed down at Natsu.
Seriously. Best. Job. Ever.
"Don't you want to get out of your clothes?" asked Natsu.
"Not yet, but I do want you naked so I can watch how sucking me gets you aroused. I wanna watch your cock get nice and hard for me."
Natsu moaned softly at the dirty talk. He raised up and finished taking off his clothes, setting them aside on the dresser. Already, his cock was lengthening, and a flush was spreading over his chest. He dropped in front of Gray again, stroked him with a look of wonder on his face, planted kisses up and down the shaft, and finally slid it into his mouth.
Gray bit back a moan. Knowing Freed and Laxus were just a few steps away, knowing they were in the air flying somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean, knowing this was his boss, the CEO of a major international corporation: it all swirled together. It was almost too much to process.
"Natsu," he whispered.
Amorous eyes turned up, and Gray could hardly help but flex forward, sneering with need. Natsu placed his hands on Gray's legs, holding him still, and continued to bob on him. Gray began to pant harder, while Natsu slurped as more pre-cum dripped, and both hummed softly. The sounds seemed so loud to Gray's ears, even with the jet's engine in a low roar.
Suddenly, he heard a television turn on and the volume rise.
Oh shit, they must have heard us!
Natsu began to chuckle, and he pulled back, his lips wet and swollen. "I wonder how loud I can get before Freed actually complains."
"Natsu!" Gray hissed.
"I can tell you love this. You've never leaked this much pre-cum before." His tongue dragged all around his lips. "Tasty!"
"Shit," Gray whispered, clenching the bed sheets as Natsu's sexy face sparked a fire through his veins.
"You're leaking so much, you really should get out of these clothes. Plus, you better suck on me before I drip on the floor. I seriously hurt and need your mouth."
Gray nodded, and he struggled to get out of his clothes, barely able to think clearly enough to undo all the buttons. Natsu waited, but as soon as the last of Gray's clothing came off, Natsu pounced, sending him tumbling back onto the bed.
"Natsu!" he yelled.
Natsu laughed wildly. "I'm glad I brought you along," he declared.
Gray realized, the others definitely heard all this. Was Natsu trying to downplay things by acting silly?
Natsu's head tipped to the side, and his smile was so relaxed, it looked adorable. "Seriously, I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you came to my company, and I'm glad we got a chance to talk. I'm glad you allowed me to date you, and that you're okay when I want to spoil you. I'm glad you're here, and you're with me, and … and I'm just so … so glad!"
Gray sighed at how utterly inarticulate that was, and yet it was so like Natsu to lack words for his emotions. Gray stroked Natsu's cheek, adoring the way it blushed. "Yeah, me too. I'm glad you're not just my boss."
"What am I?" he asked curiously.
"My boyfriend," he answered instantly, and then he ran his fingers through Natsu's hair. "My lover. My crazy, wonderful, sexy, fiery lover whom I definitely don't deserve, but I'm not about to turn you down when you go crazy on me."
Natsu leaned down even closer, letting his naked body rub against Gray. "Can I go crazy on you now?"
Gray grabbed Natsu's hips and pulled him in. "On, under, any way you want me."
Natsu leaned in, his lips loose, and Gray opened his mouth, eager for that tongue that was ready to plunge in. Natsu kissed him and bit his lip, getting a hiss of pain out of Gray and growling at the erotic sound. Then he thrust against him, letting their cocks slide against one another. Gray trembled at feeling that.
"Keep doing that," he whispered between kisses.
Natsu did, frotting against Gray. They both reached down at the same time, their hands equally eager to stroke one another. Their fingers fought each others, each trying to be the one to stroke, but in the end, Natsu allowed Gray to do the touching while he kept his hands planted on the bed, holding himself up as his body made thrusts.
"Nngh … Gray…"
"Do you like that?"
Natsu nodded, his face tense with pleasure, his breathing deepening. Gray did not have to stroke much. Natsu was becoming frantic in his thrusts, grunting quietly as he worked up a sweat. Gray watched as Natsu's flushed face drew up with intensity. The frotting got faster, and Gray gave both of their cocks a firm squeeze.
"Ah! Gray!"
"So sexy," he whispered.
Neither even noticed the television in the next room turning up louder.
Their panting was getting heavier, Natsu's mouth dropped open, moans unheeded, both of them lost to passion. Gray began to stroke himself even faster, aching at seeing Natsu like this.
Just then, there was a laugh track on the television, and Gray jolted as he just now noticed how loudly Freed was playing it.
Shit! We're being seriously loud.
Natsu also sharply pulled back. "Can we … m-mouth?"
"Yes!" Gray said urgently.
They scrambled, with Natsu crawling around on the bed and Gray grabbing Natsu's hips to pull his cock down toward his mouth, just as he felt Natsu slam down deep, taking him all the way into his throat. Gray moaned with Natsu's cock almost choking him. They sucked on one another, and Gray felt thrilled with the idea that he was giving his boss a blowjob with one of the company's top executives in the next room, fully aware of what his CEO was doing.
Gray reached up, slipping one finger coated in saliva to Natsu's ass. All he did was circle around the rim and teasingly poke at it, and Natsu suddenly jolted, a scream muted by Gray's dick filling his mouth.
Cum flooded across Gray's tongue. Natsu seemed ready to stab his cock through his throat and into the pillows below. As Gray felt nails digging into his thighs and Natsu's body spasming with pleasure, he also lost control. Her heard a growling purr of pleasure right as he came. Natsu's fiery mouth swallowed down all he had to give, sucking it away as soon as it spurt out. For a few moments, Gray thought with hazy irony that, this time, as he felt like he was flying through the heavens, he really was.
Natsu pulled back with a gasp, swallowing down the thickness. He moved his groin away from Gray's face, crawled around, and collapsed onto the pillows, worn out and grinning with bliss. Gray stroked back his sweaty pink hair and gazed at Natsu in amazement. That smile said it all.
"Damn, I love you!"
Natsu looked surprised and began to blush, still not used to hearing Gray say that. He rolled over and snuggled up against Gray's chest. "Always come with me on trips from now on."
"Always come with you, huh?"
"Pervert! You know what I mean," snapped Natsu.
Gray chuckled and let his fingers drift along Natsu's glistening shoulders. "Nope, I don't know what you mean at all. Do you like blowjobs in the air that much?"
Natsu squeezed around Gray. "I like you that much, idiot."
Gray felt his cheeks warm up. "Well, you'll have to tell me ahead of time when your next trip will be. Hopefully, I'll still be working at your company, so you can come up with some excuse to take me along."
"I don't want an excuse. I just want you to come along."
"Exactly how much vacation time do you think contract workers get?"
Natsu scowled, realizing he had no idea about the benefits of temporary workers, but he guessed it was almost non-existent. He blurted out, "I'd rather you have a contract solely with me. I hate this. I'm already jealous of the next company who gets you."
Gray wanted to crack a joke that "contract solely with me" sounded a lot like a marriage proposal, but he stopped himself sharply as he realized that would make things really awkward, especially if Natsu might actually be serious about something like that. He firmly closed his mouth and decided to say nothing, waiting instead to see if Natsu said more. No more words were spoken between them, though, and Gray was not sure if he was relieved or dismayed. Instead of worrying about it, he settled back, stroking Natsu's hair and skin as he gazed up at the ceiling of the private jet.
Natsu's eyes suddenly snapped open wide as he belatedly realized what he had said. He wanted to shout that he had not meant it that way, but since Gray had said nothing, he hoped that maybe he simply had not caught it. That both relieved him from humiliation, but also made him pout. He sort of wished Gray had realized that it could be taken that way, and then at least he could see what Gray thought about it. Not that they were anywhere remotely close to being that serious, but still … it would have been nice to see Gray thinking about it too.
Natsu sighed and closed his eyes against the conflicting emotions of relief and disappointment. He felt too good to worry about those sorts of things.
The television volume was slowly going back down, and as they heard whatever comedy show Freed and Laxus were watching play its ending credits music, someone finally turned off the television. Gray figured that Freed knew they were done and would want a nap for real this time, so he was politely creating a nice, quiet plane ride for his boss.
Seriously, whatever Natsu was paying those two, they deserved every cent.
Sure enough, Gray soon heard Natsu breathing hard, his body limp and still sprawled out across his chest. Gray sighed with contentment and closed his eyes, while in his ears Natsu's word still echoed: "I'd rather you have a contract solely with me."
Crazy boss! Gray smiled to himself as the sway of the aircraft slowly rocked him to sleep.
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