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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 11
July 1, X791, The Grand Magic Games
Gray had just been defeated. He shrugged off Lucy, Natsu, and Erza. He did not want anyone to tell him he did his best, or that they can still win this.
He failed. That was the blunt truth.
His shirt came off, dropped to the side as he slunk away like a wounded dog, still hearing the laughs from the crowd.
"Raven Tail...Creation Mage..." He punched the arena wall, leaving a huge indent and making his knuckles bleed. His teeth gritted in fury. "I swear, I'll get them back for this."
He heard the announcer bellow out. "The first match of day one! Fairy Tail A's Lucy Heartfilia versus Raven Tail's Flare Corona."
"Good luck, Lucy," he sighed. "I'll leave it to you. Kick some Raven Tail ass."
Only when the dark recesses of the arena shadowed his face did he finally let the tears fall. The first one, he allowed. Maybe it was a tear of pain. Yes, that had to be it. After all, he was a grown man, eighteen years old, and a Fairy Tail mage. He didn't cry! So when the other eye dripped a tear, he wiped it fast. He couldn't cry! Lucy was right, this was just the first round. They could make a comeback. Another rebellious tear escaped, then tears from both eyes fell.
"Goddammit, stop crying!" he yelled at himself, furiously drying his face, yet the tears would not stop.
To his surprise, two arms wrapped around him fast. Gray jolted, ashamed someone had caught him in such a disgraceful moment. Then he smelled a familiar cologne and the softness of a finely tailored suit. Soft orange hair brushed against his cheek as the person squeezed him even tighter. Despite himself, Gray smiled.
"Gray," Loke's tender voice whispered into his ear.
"Idiot," he muttered, choking on the tears. "Lucy's about to fight. What if she needs you?"
"I already let her know to call on Taurus and Scorpio," he said right against Gray's ear. "Those two have a plan. You need me more right now."
Gray wanted to protest, but he no longer had the will. He grabbed Loke into his arms and finally allowed himself to cry. Deep down inside, it felt like he had disappointed seven years of hope his guild had placed in him.
"Last place...fucking last place!" he cried, shaking as the anger and disappointment overwhelmed him.
Loke hushed him and smoothed his raven hair. He embraced the teen tightly, as if he could protect him and shield him from every hardship this life doled out.
"Gray-sama?"
They both jolted at Juvia's voice echoing down the arena corridor. Loke briefly saw a look of panic on the ice mage's pale face, ashamed to be caught sobbing by a fellow guild mate. The Lion grabbed Gray's shoulders and yanked him away, then quickly turned into a shower room.
"She can't follow us here," Loke said.
Gray pouted. "Well, she could."
"Nope, they're protected with runes to keep out members of the opposite sex, that way perverts don't peek on the girls showering."
"What idiot would try that?" Gray chuckled.
Loke looked down at him and sighed in relief to see Gray had a smile once more. "You're all sweaty," he whispered, tracing Gray's jaw with his finger. "You need a shower."
They pulled each other to the showers, and Gray stripped off the last of his clothes in an instant. Loke turned on the water, and while it warmed up, he pulled Gray into a deep kiss. The nimble fingers of the ice mage worked the many buttons of the Lion's shirt, yanked the tie off, and had the pants unbelted, unbuttoned, and unzipped in a single, fluid move. He grabbed Loke's tiger-striped boxers and yanked them down to his ankles, kneeling as he went. Then, down in front of him, he caressed Loke's shaft until it rose and hardened. His tongue lapped around the head a few times before plunging down onto him.
Loke groaned and stiffened. His fingers gripped into Gray's hair, pulling him in tighter with a bit of roughness that Gray found alluring. They did not do it for long before Loke grabbed Gray and pulled him into the cascading water.
"Ah! It's cold still."
"Then I'll just warm you up," Loke growled.
He thrust Gray up against the tiled wall. Their tongues clashed while Loke's fingers slid over Gray's abs and up to his nipples. He gave them a tweak and smirked when Gray cried out. The water tumbled onto Loke's fluffy orange hair, wetting it down until it dripped to his shoulders.
"You look sexy with your hair long and slicked like that," Gray smiled. "When it's this way, I think I actually like the long hair better."
Loke smiled, then as his glasses fogged up with the shower, he took them off and set them aside. "Are you ready to try bottoming?"
Gray jolted at the question, then blushed brightly. It was only fair, after all. Their last two times, Loke had been the receiver. "I...I think so. I mean, does it really hurt?"
"Not if you do it right. Being in the shower should help."
Gray stared at the stiff pink shaft and shivered in a moment of intense arousal as his brain thought about how it might feel to have Loke inside him. He gave a quick nod of approval before he chickened out. When Loke presented two fingers to his mouth, Gray hesitated only a moment before licking and sucking on them, getting them slick with his saliva.
There was a small bench in the shower, and Gray leaned over that, resting his hands on the seat for some support. Loke massaged his anus, but he saw the tension in Gray's shoulders. He knew, if he was this clenched, it would hurt a lot.
"Gray," he whispered. "If you really don't want to..."
"I do!" he yelled, but his voice nearly cracked. "Just...just get it over with."
Loke sighed and shook his head. "It doesn't work that way."
He grabbed Gray and flipped him hard to the ground. Already bruised from the battle, Gray flinched at being slammed to the tiled floor.
"The hell are you doing?" he shouted.
"Look at me."
The order was so stern, Gray forced his eyes open. He saw gentle green irises looking down at him. Loke's orange mane draped around his face, the wet locks sticking together and tumbling past his chin. Gray swallowed at how the water changed Loke's appearance so drastically. He did not think it was possible, but the Lion looked even more sexy with the full length of his hair tumbling down. It made Gray want to blush. Then he felt the probing finger again and tensed.
"You can't clench. Loosen everything from your waist down. Make it really loose, like you need to shit out a brick. And look at me. Keep your eyes on me."
Gray nodded meekly and obeyed, forcing his body to go limp. Even when he felt Loke circle around him, testing out the tenseness of the anal muscles, he focused on those deep green eyes and stayed calm. Loke wouldn't hurt him!
He felt the finger press in. His face scrunched up at the weird feelings, but he still forced himself not to tighten up. It felt strange, but it felt good. When Loke smiled in approval, it made Gray feel like a silly kid who had done well at a task.
"What do you think?" he asked softly.
"Nice...weird," Gray admitted.
"You're receiving it well. Good. One more. This might be even more weird."
The second finger joined in, and Gray could not help but tense up and groan. Loke's soft whispers that it would be all right soon calmed him, and after a minute the muscles loosened, stretched, until Loke could press in more. Gray hissed when those fingers scissored him. It did hurt a bit, but not as bad as he thought it would.
"You're doing really well," Loke praised, and gave Gray a kiss to reward him. "Are you ready?" he asked in a purred tone.
"Should we use the bench?" Gray asked.
"We can do it right here."
"There's not much room," Gray pouted, wishing the shower was a little wider.
"Wherever you want it."
Gray stood and took up his position again, leaning over the bench. Loke grabbed some body oil and made sure his cock was thoroughly slicked before pressing it against that tiny hole. He gave a quiet warning, "I'm going in," then gently began to press, guiding his cock inside. This time, Gray shouted. Even being prepped so carefully was not enough to ready him for Loke's full girth. Loke whispered apologies and waited for Gray to get used to it. Then slowly, being gentle and patient, he eased himself in, stopping when Gray shouted, only moving when he gave a consenting nod.
"All in," Loke smiled, and he leaned over Gray's back to kiss his neck. "You did very good, Gray. That's the worst of it. It's all pleasure from here."
He pulled back, then trust in, stroking across the prostate and making Gray's eyes widen in shock. He could hardly believe how good it felt. As he relaxed into it, the pain went completely away, leaving behind wave after wave of pleasure.
"Ah...Loke...nngh!" he cried out, thrusting back into his hips.
"Gray," Loke smiled, mesmerized by Gray's moans.
The Lion held the ice mage's waist, moving in and out with rhythmic strokes. He whispered words of encouragement, praising Gray for receiving it so well, whispering how his voice was so sexy, and watching how intensely Gray responded to dirty talk. That was a bit of a shock, but Loke smirked and made a mental note.
"T-...touch me," Gray begged.
Loke looked stunned, then smiled at the cuteness of the red creeping around to Gray's neck and ears. "Forgive me if I ignored you." He reached around Gray and grasped his burning cock. "Like this? You should have said something sooner. You're dripping already." He lowered his voice and tested out if Gray really did like dirty talk. "Am I making you want to cum that badly?"
"Ahhhhh!" Gray yelled as the words had an amazing effect on him. His thrusts backward became rougher.
"You'll hurt yourself," Loke warned, trying to slow down.
"I don't care!" Gray screamed. "God, that feels so good. Harder. Please!"
"Masochist," Loke teased, but he no longer tried to hold back. "You want it hard? I'm gonna fuck you raw!"
Gray groaned and gasped with each thrust, crying out whenever Loke stroked against his prostrate. Hot water sprayed onto his back and dripped down into his opened, panting mouth. Loke's fingers slipped over him fast, gliding with the moistness of the shower.
Loke wanted to tease Gray more with his fetish for naughty talk. He smirked and leaned in close to the teen's ear. "Moan louder, Gray. You sounds so slutty, and it turns me on hard." He felt the entrance twitch tighter at those words.
Suddenly Gray's face was grabbed and twisted around. Loke's lips were hotter than the shower water, and his tongue moistened his mouth after so much gasping. Gray hummed at the fierce kiss. Then, almost roughly, Loke yanked away his mouth, straightened back up, grabbed Gray's hips, and slammed into him so hard, Gray's head hit the wall. His knuckles clenched the bench to hold himself stationary.
"Loke...w-wait...I...I'm gonna..."
"Can I cum inside?" Loke asked in an urgent rush.
"What?" Gray asked, almost too lost in his own euphoria to hear anything else.
"I can't hold out anymore. Can I cum inside you?"
Gray shivered to think about how it must feel to be filled up by his lover, and it drove him to the brink. "Y-yes! Yes, you...nngh...y-you can...ahh...ahnn...cum...oh God, Loke! Cum in me. Ahhh!"
Both the thrusts and Loke's stroking fingers went faster, erratic and desperate now. Loke panted hard, and his face tensed as he drew closer. Gray could not take much more. His toes curled up and his knuckles turned white as he held onto the wet bench. Then, in a snap of relief, he shot off.
"Gah...ahhh...Lokeeee!"
A second later, Loke thrust in hard. "G-Gray," Loke moaned as he shuddered with the release.
"Oh...oh God...I can feel you..."
Gray's tender ass felt hard throbs as spurt after spurt pulsed out and filled him inside. Shouts of intense pleasure echoed through the shower stall. The Lion's claws scratched into the ice mage's pale, scarred back as he strained out his orgasm. Gray thought, maybe Loke was right, maybe he was a bit masochistic, because the feel of those fingers clawing into him felt so good.
They paused, gasping, not sure where the sweat ended and the shower drips began. The water felt cold again, but only because their bodies were burning. Gray stared at his feet as stringy white semen swirled down into the drain. Loke's chin rested on his shoulder, and he felt the heavy breaths of exhaustion in his ear.
"You okay?" came a weak question.
Gray nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. That...that was...really good."
Loke chuckled softly. Gray pouted, thinking he would say something idiotic like Of course it's good, since it's me. Luckily, Loke said nothing arrogant. He leaned up, pulled out slowly, sat on the bench, and pulled Gray onto his lap, cradling him slightly. Gray frowned at being pampered like this, but he rather liked it too.
"You make just as sexy an uke as you do a seme," Loke complimented. "We'll have to try it this way more often."
"Sh-shut up," Gray blushed in embarrassment.
"Ah, don't go tsundere on me." Loke tugged his face up and gave him a kiss. "That will change you from sexy to cute, and I prefer you to look sexy. Cute doesn't fit Gray Fullbuster."
They heard a roar from the crowd echo through the arena. Gray sighed and stood up. "Sounds like Lucy's fight is over. I'm glad she didn't need you. Still, I should head back."
"I guess so. We'll shower off for real this time."
Gray washed the sweat and semen off from him while Loke scrubbed his back. Then they both got back into their clothes. Gray realized he had left his shirt somewhere in the corridor.
"Don't worry about the battle," Loke said, giving him one last kiss. "It's Fairy Tail. We pull through best when the moment is the most dire."
"I guess that's true," Gray smiled reluctantly. "Take care, and when Lucy calls upon you, don't you dare let her lose."
"Leave it to me," he nodded, then the Zodiac Lion vanished in sparkling light.
Gray stepped out of the shower room and jolted to see Juvia standing right by the door. Her cheeks blushed fiercely, and Gray cursed vividly in his mind.
"Juvia found this." She held out his shirt without making eye contact.
"Ah, thanks. Stupid habit," he smiled nervously as he pulled his clothes back on. He eyed her cautiously. If she was standing outside the door that whole time, she must have heard at least something.
"Um...Gray-sama?" She peeked past him into the steamy shower. "Who...who else is in there?"
"No one," he said. Shit, did she hear us?
"Juvia heard...Gray-sama...um...no one? No one at all was in there?"
He held the door wider open. "See for yourself. No one is inside." Not anymore, at least. He was relieved Loke already left, otherwise it would have been far too obvious.
Juvia did peek in a little. "Then..." She suddenly spun around and stiffened. "Juvia is very sorry to have been spying. Juvia will go now. Bye!" She raced off fast, covering her blushing cheeks. "Gray-sama was alone in the shower, making those noises. Oh my! Was he...could he have been...imagining Juvia and touching himself? Oh Gray-sama! Juvia is not sure what to think of that. Juvia should tell Gray-sama that Juvia does the same thing in the shower. Oh, but that's too embarrassing to confess. This is too much." She sighed as her imagination drifted to the two of them showering together, writhing naked and wet in the trickling water. "Oooooh Gray-sama!"
Meanwhile, Gray watched her go and ran his hand through his wet hair. "I have a bad feeling about this."

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