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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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A/N: After over a year of waiting to see where the manga would go, I got an idea for a new chapter. Hope you all like it!

BTW, Loke's marriage proposal was only in the anime.

Chapter 12
July 3, X791, Ryuzetsu Land (well, its ruins), Crocus
Gray could hardly believe Natsu singlehandedly destroyed the entire frigging water park. Seriously, that idiot was...he was...well, beyond a mere idiot. Plus now Makarov was mad at all of them, and Mavis would not stop crying. Sheesh, who would have thought the first master was such a crybaby!
At least the adjacent showers were still standing, and the members had gone over there to wash the chlorine off their bodies and patch up any wounds caused by the destruction. Gray could not stand to feel Lyon's touches on his skin. It had been purely accidental, going down the slide with that senpai idiot, but still...yuck! Juvia's boy's-love exclamations were really not helpful. All the others had cleaned up and left already, but Gray remained. He stood under the shower, scrubbing his skin, hoping to wash away the creepiness.
"Water parks are manly."
Oh, so Elfman was still here, and in the stall next to him. He wondered why Elfman had come to the showers so late. Unless...he was busy. Gray chuckled to himself. He had seen the hulking Takeover Magic and his glasses-wearing new girlfriend on their little "date." He would not say anything, of course. If he tattled, karma would bite him back, and probably someone would tattle about him and Loke.
He missed Loke. He had dearly hoped the Lion would show up at the water park wearing swimming trunks, or maybe even a sexy speedo. The last time he saw Loke...
He didn't want to remember that!
He was mad at the playboy. Really mad. It was one thing to harmlessly flirt around, and he knew Loke liked to tease Lucy once in a while, but still...
Why the hell did he frigging propose to her?
Luckily, Gray had not actually heard Loke say the words. He had been too busy dealing with Juvia and Lyon. He heard Lucy complain about it last night. When Gray heard her whining about Loke offering to marry her, the glass in Gray's hand had frozen over solid.
He wanted to see Loke again. He needed to talk to him. He wanted to tell him just how angry he was, and ask him if he was serious about Lucy.
And serious about Gray.
How could Loke possibly be serious, yet go off and offer to marry Lucy? Even as a joke, it was too much!
As if sensing he was needed, Gray felt a body suddenly behind him, and Loke leaned up into his ear.
"You wanted me?" he whispered softly.
Gray spun around and made a slight cry of surprise at the sudden appearance. Loke smirked and put his finger to his lips.
In the neighboring stall, Elfman called over. "Is that you, Gray? Is everything okay?"
"Sorry. Water got hot," he called over.
"Hot showers are manly!"
Gray glared at Loke. There was so much he wanted to say, so much he wished he could shout at him. However, in this place, with someone only a few feet away, he could not say anything at all. Especially since Loke had showed up nude.
Loke saw the spiteful glare in the ice mage's eyes, and it did not take a genius to guess why Gray was so mad. He really had gone too far teasing Lucy yesterday. He just really wanted to see how she would react to something that drastic. Lately, she just rolled her eyes at his flirtations. There was no fun in that. He wanted to know if she really was sick of his charms, or if maybe he could get her to blush like she used to do. He had not seen Lucy blush like that in ages, and he missed getting a girl to turn pink.
Loke began to reach up to Gray's cheek, but the ice mage slapped his hand away, still glaring icily. Loke sighed, then leaned in to Gray's ear.
"I'm sorry. I was a real jerk. I won't flirt with Lucy again. I want to make it up to you."
Gray still glared, but his eyes widened in shock as Loke dropped to his knees. He stroked Gray's flaccid member, caressing it tenderly, and gazed up at him with a hungry gleam in his green eyes. Gray covered his mouth, holding back moans as Loke stroked him into arousal. Once Gray was hard enough, Loke took him into his mouth and began to softly suck on him.
"Nngh!" Gray could hardly help but make a grunt at that hot mouth licking him up.
"Still problems with the water?" Elfman asked.
"Yeah," Gray huffed. "Too hot."
"You must really like cold showers. I can't stand cold showers. Makes me shrink up, y'know."
"Elfman!"
"I'm just saying. Jerking off in the shower is manly."
"Oh God," Gray groaned as Loke purred slightly as if to agree with Elfman.
"Sorry," Elfman guffawed. "I guess that really was saying too much. I didn't take you to be so sensitive about manly talks."
"No, it's...it's fine," Gray muttered.
He looked down to Loke. The Lion looked well pleased, tormenting Gray like this. Damn him, but he was too sexy, on his knees as if proposing, his lips wrapped around Gray's member, his hands wrapped around and kneading Gray's ass.
"Hey, Gray. You...um..."
"What?" he shouted, terrified that maybe Elfman was about to guess what was going on.
"You're popular with girls, right?"
Loke flinched at that, and Gray felt it through the mouth.
"You're probably thinking about Loke," Gray chuckled, glaring down at the orange-haired man. "He's the playboy. He knows how to please people really well."
Loke smirked around Gray's cock and lapped his tongue around his leaking head.
"True, but Loke's rarely around anymore. I miss the guy."
Gray stroked back the long, orange strands dripping with water. "Me too," he said with a gentle smile to his lover. "I wish he'd show up more often."
Loke's face relaxed, and he gave long, full sucks to show his appreciation.
"I'm asking because...well, there's a woman. A womanly woman! We might be dating."
"Might be? Well, are you or aren't you?"
"I really wish I knew," Elfman grumbled. "The thing is, she's a member of the guild. Doesn't that make things...awkward? You know, dating someone you also work with?"
"I don't think so." Keeping a conversation going while Loke went down on him really put Gray's endurance to the limit. His hands stroked around Loke's ears, getting him to purr more. Luckily, the sound of the showers covered over the low rumbling. "The guild is close-knit. It's bound to happen. Look at Bisca and Alzack."
"That's true. Are there any girls in the guild you sort of like?"
"Nope," Gray smiled. Loke's eyes turned up to him with a silent smile. No girls, at least.
"What about Lucy or Juvia?"
"Lots of rumors about those two, but they're only friends. I think Lucy likes Natsu, and Lyon can have Juvia."
"Are you sure? I heard what Juvia said about you and Lyon."
Loke's head jolted up, and his teeth scraped against Gray's sensitive skin, making him hiss in pain.
"Whatever she said isn't true!" Gray shouted angrily.
"But...well, I don't mean to rat you out, and I promise I won't say anything, but...well, we all saw you and Lyon on that love slide."
Loke's mouth popped free, and he bellowed in anger, "Love slide?"
Elfman hummed in question. "Is that Loke?"
Just as Elfman tiptoed to look over the edge of the shower, Loke vanished, and Gray quickly hid his erection with a washcloth.
"Elfman!" he squawked in shock.
"Sorry, I thought I heard Loke."
"I...I heard that, too. Maybe he was listening in on us. He does tend to pop up at the worst times. Now...stop looking at me."
Elfman lowered himself and chuckled. "I'm shocked that someone who strips out of his clothes all the time can be so bashful about two men showering."
"They're public showers," Gray said, leaning against the shower stall, angry that now he was so turned on, only to be left unfulfilled. "It's like some unwritten rule. You don't peek."
"Right. Sorry. It's nice that you're so modest despite what everyone thinks, given your habits of walking around half-naked." Elfman turned off his shower. "Well, that's enough for me. We have a big day tomorrow."
"You should officially ask your girl out," Gray suggested. "People want to know where they stand in a relationship. They don't like to be left hanging, never knowing for sure one way or another. It's nice to at least hear the other person officially ask, and officially confess. You should at least do that much."
"Hmm...you're right. It's manly to be direct. I'm gonna ask her out as soon as the Games are over. Thanks for talking with me, Gray."
"Yeah," he sighed, feeling lonely all over again. "No problem."
He heard Elfman leave the shower stall. Gray looked down at the erection still throbbing under the tickling drips of the hot shower. He realized it was best to work it off here. Although masturbating in public showers was a huge taboo, it was far worse to do something like this in their hotel with Erza around. If she found out... Gray shuddered to think what she might do to him.
Nothing to it but to finish up what Loke started. He leaned against the wall and began to stroke himself, closing his eyes, imagining Loke's hands and how the metal rings on his fingers felt so cold at first, and so hot as they heated up.
He was just imagining it, but soon he really did feel it. His eyes lazily opened, and he saw Loke was back, his fingers joining Gray's, caressing him.
"That was really cruel of me," Loke apologized.
"You were crueler yesterday," Gray glared.
Loke's eyes dropped guiltily. "You're right. I was." He gazed back up with sad pleading. "Can I make it up to you? You can take me, if you want." Loke turned around and leaned over, offering his ass to Gray.
As tempting as that was, Gray wanted to see Loke, not just punish him from behind. He pulled the Lion back around. "You don't have to go that far. Just finish what you started."
"I can do that. Or we can touch each other." He leaned in, pressing Gray up against the wall, and whispered into his ear. "I really wanna try stroking each other off together."
A shiver pulsed down Gray's spine and straight to his groin. He reached down and took the lengthy shaft. "Don't come before me."
"That's my line! You're already worked up."
"Yeah, but..." Gray reached around, pulling Loke closer to him, then fingered his small opening. "I'm gonna be doing this." He let his moist finger slip inside.
Loke groaned and leaned his head back in pleasure. "That's cheating."
"That's payback for asking Lucy to marry you. What if she took you seriously?"
Loke scoffed at the idea. "Do you really think she'd take a guy like me seriously?"
"I dunno. Should I take you seriously?"
Loke thumbed right over Gray's slit. "You better!" he purred. "I said I claimed you as my mate."
"You also said you'd give up flirting."
"I said I'd flirt a little with Lucy."
"Loke, that might have been seven years ago, but to me it feels like only a few weeks. You said you'd flirt a little with Lucy, just enough so she wouldn't grow suspicious."
Loke stopped his hand and peered with a serious gaze. "I remember my oaths, Gray. It's part of being a Celestial Spirit."
"So is keeping your oaths."
"I was teasing her. She knew that."
"You went too far."
Loke looked aside stubbornly, but then his tense shoulders sagged. "You're right. I'm sorry." He leaned forward and rested his head against Gray's chest. "I haven't had a serious partner in a long time. I guess...maybe I forgot how I'm supposed to act loyal. Flirting is just an instinct. A bad habit. Like you and stripping. It'd probably take you years to break your stripping habit, right? Same with me. I'm sorry." He looked up pleadingly. "Forgive me?"
Gray wanted to be mad still, but Loke had a point. If the Lion suddenly decided he did not want Gray to show off his body to anyone—which was a perfectly understandable thing to request of one's boyfriend—then it would take Gray ages to break the habit.
"Are we dating?" Gray asked bluntly.
Loke blinked in surprise. "We're mates."
"Are...we...dating?" he said slower. "Am I your...your boyfriend?"
Loke's gaze softened, and he reached up to Gray's face, rubbing the wet, black strands out of his eyes. He pushed the bangs away and kissed Gray right over his scar. "Yes, Gray. You're my boyfriend, my mate, my lover, the only man I want...the only person I want. We're dating, going steady, courting, whatever term you like to use. You are mine alone, I am yours alone, and we are a couple in a very serious and very sensual sexual relationship. We love one another, we care for one another, and we will always be there for one another."
"To what end?"
"Hopefully, to no end, but if you mean to what goal, then I would say...we figure it out when we get there. I'm not going to propose to you now, because if I did, it would be as meaningless as when I asked Lucy. Neither one of us is ready for something like that. We just began dating. Well, technically we've been dating for seven years, but like you said, it's more like a few weeks to you, and even less time to me. However," he smiled with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, "how do you feel about having that as a potential future option?"
Gray's eyes widened. "Marriage?" He was stunned, and he felt his cheeks burn bright. "I...that is...I haven't really..."
"Which is why it's a bad time to ask you."
"But in the future," Gray shouted out, yet he froze up with awkwardness. "That is...someday..." He looked aside shyly and mumbled, "Maybe it'd be nice."
Loke's mouth opened, stunned he had even agreed to think about it. Then he leaned forward and kissed Gray hard, pressing him up against the shower wall. He grabbed Gray's shaft again, softened a little from their serious talk, but three strokes were all it took to make Gray's knees weaken. The ice mage also took hold of Loke and stroked him at the same time. His finger was still inside through all that, and he suddenly thrust in a second.
"Oh stars, Gray," Loke moaned.
Gray clutched into Loke's hair and yanked his head forward, thrusting his tongue in, tasting Loke's mouth, sliding his tongue in rhythm to his fingers, and timing his thrusts to the same tempo. Loke was a groaning mess, and Gray was glad they were the only ones left in the showers.
"G-Gray..."
Loke's body pressed up against Gray, thrusting against his hips with desperate need and carnal impulsiveness. The ice mage felt those taut muscles shaking. Loke buried his face into Gray's shoulder and bit him, not hard, but out of instinct. Just then, Gray's stroking hand felt pulsing surges, his fingers felt Loke's ass tensed up, and the heat of Loke's cum dripped along his hand and wrist, to be washed away in the drain.
Loke barely recovered before kneeling down and taking Gray into his mouth again. He bobbed on him fast, persistently, and hummed right into Gray's cock. Gray grabbed Loke's hair with both hands, thrusting into his mouth. He was not going to last long, but he tried to hold back, wanting to feel this for as long as possible.
"Oh God...Loke..."
Loke reached up, and his finger slipped inside Gray. That was all it took to send Gray spilling out, moaning loudly, completely defeated by the virile Lion. He felt Loke gulping him down, then small licks, cleaning him up. It was heaven. Pure heaven! Finally, Loke rose back to his feet, smiling down at Gray's slightly slumped body.
"No other person but you, Gray," he swore. "Just don't be too mad at me if I accidentally flirt. I'll work on that habit."
"It's fine," Gray decided. "You wouldn't be Loke if you didn't flirt with girls. But if you ever flirt with a guy, I'll have to kill him," he smirked.
"Then I'll promise you that much. I'll definitely never flirt with any men."
"Deal."
"Sealed with a kiss," Loke whispered, and he kissed Gray, letting their lips linger together. "I sense someone's coming, though. Good luck with the rest of the Games."
"Yeah," Gray said in a total daze. "You should stop by again before it's over."
"Would that be wise? I might wear you out, and then Fairy Tail would lose. I definitely want Fairy Tail to win this."
"Then I'll work hard to win...for you," he smiled.
"Not just for me, Gray. For all of us who waited seven years. Win it for us all. Let everyone know...it was worth the wait."
"I will," he nodded.
Loke kissed him on the forehead, and then he vanished. Gray let out a weary sigh. He washed the sweat off, scrubbed his hands, and finally stepped out. He dried off and got his clothes on, ready to leave.
As he was walking out, he saw Makarov still scolding Natsu. The poor dragon slayer must have lasted through over an hour of both Makarov shouting furiously and Mavis wailing about the ruined water park and how much this would cost the guild. At seeing Gray, the guild masters finally stopped.
"Are you the last one, Gray?" asked Makarov.
"I didn't see anyone else," he answered.
"Very well. It's getting late. Natsu, wash up. You'll probably be fighting tomorrow. For your sake," he glared harshly, "you had better win."
"Yeah, win!" Mavis chimed in. "If you win, I might forgive you for taking away the water park. And just when I was having fun," she pouted. She began to sniffle again.
Makarov turned to her, desperate to placate the first master. Gray took off, hoping to get away before Makarov asked him to do something about Mavis. Natsu trudged away, glaring in rivalry at Gray.
"Hope you can still fight against your ice boyfriend, Gray," he mocked.
"You wanna start something, seasick pyromaniac?" Gray growled.
Makarov bellowed, "Don't you dare! You two are forbidden from fighting one another until we leave Crocus. Do I make myself clear?"
"Whatever," Natsu grumbled. He entered the bathhouse, and Gray kept on his way to the hotel. Then they all heard Natsu's raging screams. "Oh my God! Why do the showers reek of sex? Who the hell jerks off in a public shower?"
Gray left quickly before he had a chance to blush in shame.

End of Chapter 12
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