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Fight Me, Bite Me	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 39446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 2
Exhibitionism
When Gray woke up, he spent a few minutes staring at the ceiling, feeling a huge drain on his whole body. He looked over at the alarm clock. Eleven in the morning. He was never one for waking up early, but this was sleeping in even for him. He felt like maybe he woke up in the night and—
A memory jolted him fully into wakefulness. Natsu! His whimpers, his growls, the cries that had echoed through this room: all of it returned to Gray's mind.
He looked over to the side of the bed, but no one was there. He felt the mattress, hoping it was still warm from the Fire Dragon Slayer's burning body, but nothing. He wished he had a nose like Natsu so he could smell if the pink-head had been there or not.
He rose off the tussled bed and shuffled into the bathroom, fully naked, although that was normal. He remembered Natsu hanging from his shower head with water dripping out of his ass. No, definitely something that erotic must have been a dream. But a dream about Natsu? Of all people!
Gray urinated and glanced down at his penis. Thrusting Natsu against the bathroom wall…
"Shit," Gray hissed as the yellow stream halted from arousal. He took a moment to calm his mind before he could finish peeing.
As he shook off the last drops, he recalled Natsu biting him. He should have a mark, a scab from where the Dragon Slayer's teeth sank in. Yes! That would be proof. However, when he looked in the mirror over the sink, there was only a very faint pinkness, more like a mosquito bite, rather than the puncture wounds he knew should be there.
"Was it really just a dream?" he muttered, rubbing the pink dots. They did not even hurt. "Must've been. Natsu as a masochist … that's impossible!"
He took a colder shower than usual, ate some cereal, dressed—he at least started off his day fully clothed—and made the long trek to the guild hall. He needed to clear his mind from those erotic dreams. A mission would do it. Or a strong drink. Or both.
Immediately upon entering, his eyes saw pink, and he glanced quickly over to Natsu sitting to the side, not on a stool by the bar, not leaping around challenging everyone to fight him, but in a booth eating some lunch.
Natsu glanced to the door, and their eyes met. Gray swallowed hard. He waited for a sign, a smile, a scowl … something. Anything! Instead, Natsu looked away with no expression, not even an insult like usual. He bit into his sandwich and chewed while looking over at a conversation between Lisanna and Elfman.
Gray shook his head. Must've been a dream!
He went in and ordered only a protein shake for breakfast-slash-lunch. Lucy was not there that day, so Erza decided they would hold off on accepting a request. Gray slurped the shake, but he had no one with whom to talk. Without Natsu to fight him or Lucy to keep him distracted, his only choices in entertainment was Juvia hiding behind a pillar and staring at him in her creepy-stalker way, or Cana, who only wanted a drinking match. Gray had nothing better to do, so he stupidly accepted.
Fifteen mugs of beer later—a new record for himself—Gray lost consciousness in a puddle of spilled beer and a mountain of empty glasses.
He came to for a moment and felt heat all around him. Two arms held him, and he leaned on someone's back. Somebody was carrying him.
"You're a real idiot," Natsu grumbled.
Gray felt the softness of the white muffler and nuzzled into it. "Did we do it last night?" he asked groggily.
He felt Natsu's muscles stiffen. He was unsure if Natsu heard him or not, or if he ever eventually gave an answer, because Gray passed out again.
When he woke up, he knew how Natsu felt while on a train. Barely conscious, Gray rushed to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. Fifteen mugs of beer plus the protein shake he drank that morning all came back up.
"I had a bucket by your bed."
Still heaving, Gray recognized Natsu's voice coming from the bathroom entryway, but before he could answer or even look over to him, Gray retched again.
"I'll make some broth," Natsu offered, and he left Gray alone to clean up.
Finally, the heaves stopped, and Gray cleaned out his mouth. Natsu must have carried him home. Why him? Maybe Erza ordered him to drag Gray's pathetic, drunken ass back. That sounded likely. Still, there was a flash of a memory, himself carrying Natsu princess-style from the bed to this bathroom.
"Shit," he moaned. Damn erotic dream!
He walked into the main room and heard noise in the kitchen. He also noticed the home was hotter than he usually liked it. The idiot Fire Dragon Slayer had messed with the thermostat! He marched into the kitchen, ready to yell at him, until he saw Natsu by the stove wearing an apron. His mouth dropped a little at the sight. When Natsu turned around from the stove and grinned hugely, Gray could have leaped on the bastard right then and fucked him against the sink.
"Feeling better?" asked Natsu.
"Marginally," Gray grumbled, holding himself back by reminding himself that if he did anything strenuous—like grabbing Natsu around the hips, thrusting him up against the counter, dry-humping against the guy's groin until he hardened and moaned his name in a lusty whimper—Shut up! Just shut up!—anything like that would likely cause his stomach to lurch again.
"There's tea on the table."
Tea. Yes, drink tea. Tea was a good distraction and might settle his stomach too.
Gray muttered thanks and sat down to a cup of steaming green tea. He took a sip but immediately shouted and spit it out. Way too hot! He made a couple of ice cubes in his hand and dropped them in.
Ice cubes. Ice cubes in Natsu's ass…
Goddammit, shut up!
"Oh, is it hot? Sorry. I wasn't sure how hot you like your tea. I made it cooler than I usually take it."
"Idiot," Gray grumbled.
After a minute, Natsu brought over a bowl of chicken broth and a chunk of bread. "So, was Cana that convincing when she challenged you, are you that stupid, or was last night that bad?"
Gray choked on the tea and sputtered out a few drops. "Last … last night?"
Natsu blushed and looked away. "If it was bad, I can't help it. It was my first time, after all."
Gray's lungs shivered out all air in them. Then it did happen! Those visions, those scenes in his head, all the erotic fantasies … they were real!
"You … you weren't there when I woke up," Gray whispered.
"I woke up earlier. I stayed around for two hours. You were sound asleep. I didn't want to wake you. Then I realized Happy would be worried, so I left to go tell him I was okay. When I came back here, I heard you in the shower, so I went on to the guild."
"But you didn't say anything when I entered."
Natsu looked frustrated. "What was I supposed to say? 'Hey, Gray, good morning, thanks for fucking me last night.' Idiot, obviously I didn't say anything. I was waiting for you to come up to me, but instead you drank yourself comatose. What the hell am I supposed to think?" He looked away angrily. "If it was that … disgusting to you, you didn't have to do it with me."
Gray shook his head. "I … I thought … it was a dream, too good to be true. You weren't there in the morning, you didn't say anything, and there weren't even marks on my neck."
Natsu caressed the skin where he had bitten Gray. "I healed it. I would've rather had you showing off the bite I gave you, but you mentioned that you weren't too sure about leaving permanent marks, so I made sure it healed up completely."
"It's fine if there's a bruise. I just meant … I have enough scars, ya know," he said, touching the slash above his eyebrow. "I don't need to look like I got mauled by a dragon too."
Natsu loosened his scarf and pulled it away from his neck. When Gray looked over, he saw a huge purple mark where he had bitten Natsu.
"Can it look like this?"
Seeing his mark on Natsu's skin made a thrilling rush shiver over Gray's body. If Natsu's own words and his own vague memories were not enough to convince him, that mark on Natsu's neck was proof that last night really happened. He reached forward and gently rubbed the bruise.
His bruise! His love mark!
Natsu flinched, but even that looked arousing to Gray. Natsu must have been dealing with that lingering pain all day. Every twinge of ache would have been a reminder of their kinky coupling.
"Yes," Gray whispered. He leaned in to kiss the mark. "It can look exactly like this." He kissed again, and then worked kisses up Natsu's neck, lightly sucking on his skin.
The Dragon Slayer moaned softly and moved his head to the side, giving Gray better access. Those cold lips tingled and made Natsu's heart race with memories of the night before. After worrying that Gray had hated it, to feel his touch again was heavenly. Desires surged through his hot blood. He wanted more!
Gray pulled back to look into Natsu's face. Already, his cheeks were flushed and his mouth slightly opened as he panted fiery breaths. It looked so erotic.
He wanted to tie Natsu up. He wanted to chain him, watch him struggle, listen to him scream, while he delivered pain and pleasure all over his body. Gray licked his lips at the thought of it. Then he forced his eyes closed, and he backed away. He had to pace himself, after all.
Gray sat back in his chair and sipped some broth Natsu made. "How's your body?"
"Huh?" Natsu looked confused. Why had Gray stopped? He wanted more! Then Natsu realized that maybe he still felt ill.
"I was pretty rough on you, plus it was your first time. Are you okay? Does it hurt bad? Is it hard to move?"
"Oh," he realized, and Natsu blushed slightly. "I'm okay. Well, a bit sore when sitting, but it's bearable."
"That's good. I should give you a break for today."
Natsu squirmed a little. "You … don't have to," he said hesitantly. "We could do other stuff, right? Not just s- … sex."
Gray found swallowing the bread Natsu got him to be almost impossible. "Sure," he said, forcing his voice to sound neutral when in reality his throat was constricting in sexual tension. "Did you have anything in mind?"
Natsu looked stumped. "I … I don't really know."
Gray slurped some more broth. "Think about it while I eat. If there's something you want to try, just tell me."
Gray's mind raced with all the naughty, dirty, sexy things he could do to Natsu. The way the boy's cheeks turned pink, Natsu must also be thinking about some things. Gray wondered what turned Natsu on, besides his need to be tied up.
What was that about, anyway? It was not just a kink, not how Natsu had acted. Rather, it seemed to be a psychological necessity. Plus that whole thing about needing to feel like he was being raped…
Seriously, what was up with that?
"There is one thing," Natsu whispered bashfully.
Gray ate some more soup. If they were going to play, he needed energy. "Yeah? What?"
"You're right, I still hurt, so I was wondering … could we soak in the bathtub together?"
Way … too … cute! "Soaking, huh? Sure, we could do that."
Natsu's eyes lit up. He imagined him and Gray cuddled together in the bathtub, maybe a sensual massage that could lead to more.
"But my bathtub isn't big enough. There's barely room for one person in there. How about we go to the bathhouse?"
That was not as appealing, but Natsu made himself smile. Spending any time together with Gray, even in public, was enough for him.
An hour later, Natsu and Gray entered Magnolia's public bathhouse. It was famous, and like usual, it was a bit crowded. More and more, Natsu was starting to dislike this idea. He wanted something romantic, and that was not going to happen in a crowded pool filled with sweaty men.
They entered the cleaning section and casually stripped from their clothes. Natsu had seen Gray naked so many times, he really had no reaction to the idea of the Ice-Make wizard getting naked.
Gray, on the other hand, was really struggling with the temptation to look over and watch Natsu as he undid his pants. He had to scold himself. Getting erect in public was simply out of the question, at least not until they were underwater and he could hide himself. Still, by the time he got out of his clothes, he was semi-hard. It was not enough to stand out. With any luck, people would just think he was naturally that long while soft. Still, he walked quickly over to the bathing stools, sat at an empty one, and made the water extra cold before dumping it over his head.
That helped!
Natsu saw that the other washing areas were filled, so he walked over to Gray. "I'll get your back," he offered, and he grabbed the soap out of the ice wizard's hand.
Gray tried to ignore him. He was the one who suggested coming to a public place, after all. However, he had a reason to come here … and thinking about that reason was what made him tingle. He let Natsu scrub his back, and he washed the suds away with more cold water. Dumping the water over his head splashed it onto Natsu.
"Gyaaa! Did you put ice cubes in there?" the Dragon Slayer cried out.
"Just because it's not boiling," he scoffed.
In return, Gray scrubbed Natsu, rubbing the soapy cloth over that bronzed skin while Natsu shampooed his pink hair. The water he used to wash off felt like it had come right out of a steaming kettle. Once they were clean, they headed out to the soaking pool. Gray wrapped a towel around his middle—something he normally never bothered doing—and watched Natsu jump right on in, not at all bothered by the steamy heat. Gray was ambivalent about hot springs, but for Natsu's sake he would put up with it. Even if the Dragon Slayer had seemed less than happy about a public bath at first, he sure looked giddy now. It made what Gray had planned even sweeter, and seeing the other bathers around only heightened his arousal.
Gray discarded the towel and lowered into the water quickly before anyone saw how stiff he was. The heat helped to soften him a bit, but then Natsu had to make it bad again by sliding over to him. Although they were not sitting necessarily too close, Natsu's hand slipped over and touched Gray's knee under the water. That hot caress tormented his composure.
"Sorry if it's not what you had in mind," Gray said, trying hard to sound casual.
"It's fine. I like hot springs."
Natsu's fingers squeezed Gray's knee a little more, and the ice wizard knew he was fully aroused now.
Natsu glanced down and saw the pink head sticking straight up. It made him smirk, seeing how he affected Gray. "You're going to have a problem with that," he teased quietly.
"Probably," he agreed. "Maybe you should touch somewhere else."
Natsu released the leg with a guilty look. "S-Sorry."
Gray's hand rushed over through the water and took those fingers. "I meant…" He carefully brought the hand back over, keeping movement above the waterline to a minimum as he brought Natsu's hand a little behind him and to his ass. "…somewhere else."
Natsu's eyes went wide. He glanced around nervously at the busy bathing pool.
"Since it's crowded, nobody will be looking at us closely."
Gray moved Natsu's hand to bring just one finger forward. He pretended to be merely stretching out a stiff muscle, while his hips lifted a little, and he slipped Natsu's hand under him. Slowly, he lowered back into place, and Natsu's index finger slid into his ass. Gray closed his eyes and forced his face to remain unmoved as he carefully settled down onto Natsu's hand. Natsu looked horrified, too scared to pull away. He had never touched another person like this, and feeling inside Gray's ass made him instantly rock hard.
"What are you doing?" he hissed. Had he been speaking at normal volume, Natsu's voice would have cracked. That made Gray a little smug.
"Like this, no one will see." He kept his breathing calm, although it was a little too steady. "Does this hurt your hand?"
Natsu shook his head. "You really are a damn exhibitionist."
"It's not that I want to put on a show. I like the thrill, knowing someone might catch me."
"Do you want someone to see?"
"No! I'd feel ashamed if someone truly did see. What I want is to do as much as I can, push it as far as I can, without getting caught." He smiled over to Natsu, sharing this horrible little secret with him. "That's the thrill: knowing someone might see me, but not wanting someone to see. The dread, the fear, the anticipation that electrifies every touch, being fully aware of my surroundings while I indulge my inner desires, living on that dangerous edge of perversion and discovery, hiding from the whole world what a sick bastard I am … that's all part of the fun."
Natsu did not see how it was fun, but if this was what would make Gray happy, he could indulge him. After all, the ice wizard had given in to Natsu's own perverted kinks last night.
"Do as much as you think you can without attracting attention," Gray whispered, "but when I say stop, you sure as hell stop."
"You're not gonna come?"
"They put magic in the water so if anyone pees or comes, it makes that person's skin look like the Glitter Fairy just pissed all over him."
"Has that ever happened to you?"
"Of course not! I saw it happen to some gay couple once, but they were being obvious. Just stop when I say, and if you think you're about to lose control, get out of the water."
Natsu held still, looking around at the other men soaking. It was separated by gender, so at least no girls were around. If there had been, then having two young, muscular men in the pool would have attracted attention. Instead, it was a pool full of men, people soaking either quietly in their own little area, or clustered in groups, middle-aged businessmen mostly, discussing work, women, and politics over the relaxing atmosphere of the onsen. No one looked their way, or if they did, they saw only two youngsters enjoying the hot water. If Natsu's cheeks were a little pink, or if Gray let out a sigh that hid a moan, it was apparently only due to the heat that relaxed everyone.
Natsu wiggled his finger around, feeling the heat and softness inside. The thought of being inside Gray was enough to drive him crazy. No wonder Gray also warned him to leave the pool if Natsu himself felt overwhelmed.
"I … I don't know where to touch," Natsu breathed, paranoid at thinking that everyone was secretly watching them.
"Feel around," Gray whispered, keeping his breaths even, although he gulped hard. "You'll feel something that's a little different. Hold on." He shifted again, raised his hips ever so slightly, so Natsu could reach in deeper. "Try to go in more."
Natsu readjusted his hand. Suddenly, there was a different texture.
"Mhn," Gray grunted, keeping his lips closed tightly. His body stiffened, but slowly he relaxed. "There," he breathed out, but the air went fast, hiding a moan. Again, he gulped thickly. "How do you like this, Natsu? It's not physically being tied up, but you're restrained through social taboos."
"I thought you said you wouldn't be kinky in public."
"I never said that. I said I wouldn't in the guild, purely out of respect, or a random alley, where it's almost assured that you'll be seen or at least heard. I won't do this where people can see me."
"Gray, a dozen people can see us right now. At least two are looking right at me."
"They won't realize we're doing anything weird so long as you don't screw up. Now, keep doing that. It feels really good. Your finger feels so hot."
"Gray, don't talk," Natsu hissed out. Words like that would certainly undo his composure.
Natsu thrust his finger in, trying not to show anything. Then he saw Gray's hand move down and, ever so secretively, he stroked himself. His face never showed anything. Above the water, all was still. Only Natsu could hear the labored breaths as Gray got excited.
Gray looked around. Everywhere, there were people. Men sometimes glanced over, just casually scanning the pool. Gray wondered if others were doing stuff like this. Could others tell what they were doing? If they were caught—
That was what made his heart race. If he was caught … if people found out … if they knew what a twisted man he was—
He wanted to push that thrill, and doing this with Natsu was the best way. Natsu, who had never touched a man like this before … Natsu, who had been a virgin just yesterday, no experience, so obviously nervous … Natsu, who now had his whole secretive self literally in the palm of his hand. Oh yes! Doing this with Natsu was a hundred times more thrilling than merely masturbating in public.
Now, he could share the experience!
Gray's other hand reached over to Natsu's cock, stroking the shaft with unendurable slowness, just a mere tease. Natsu's eyes fluttered down. Gray's hand felt cold, even under such hot water. Natsu fought the desire to thrust into those chilly fingers. Then his eyes widened. He needed to keep watch. He needed to make sure no one was coming over to them, no one was watching too closely, or looking suspicious. He needed to protect Gray's secret, just as Gray was keeping secret the fact that Natsu liked to be tied up.
If not for the magic in the water, Natsu felt he would have loved to stroke off Gray, just to see if he could stay this passive even during such an overpowering moment.
Gray's eyes stayed forward, focused on the group of businessmen who were starting to get rowdy. "Damn noisy old men!"
"G-Gray…"
Hearing the shudder in Natsu's voice, he looked over in a jolt. "Are you okay?" He saw Natsu was really having a hard time holding back. "You don't have to push yourself. Get out if you need."
"No, I'm fine."
"Natsu, you'd humiliate me as well if you came in this pool."
"I wouldn't do that to you." When his eyes opened, they were calmer and shined with confidence.
Seeing that face, realizing the utter trust he was giving to Natsu, suddenly overwhelmed Gray. "Okay, stop … stop," he warned, letting go of Natsu and moving his hips up again. "Pull out slowly." Reluctantly, Natsu pulled his hand back. "As I thought, it's harder to last a long time when I'm with someone rather than on my own."
"Sorry—"
"No, it means you're too good."
Hearing Gray say that boosted Natsu's ego.
"If you climb out facing the bamboo over there, no one will see your front."
"You picked this spot for that purpose," he realized.
"Yes. I don't want anyone to see either of us erect. There's a love hotel across the street."
"I thought you didn't want to do anything to my ass."
"I won't. You need to heal that part or it can be bad."
"Then why a love hotel?"
Gray smirked with dangerous eyes. "I only said I'd leave your ass alone. I didn't say anything about the rest of you. I have something planned, something I think you'll really like."
Natsu gulped hard. A threat like that shot fire right down to his groin.
"Leave the pool two minutes after me, get dressed, and then head over to the hotel. I'll be waiting."
"Why wait two minutes?" Deep inside, Natsu wanted to rush over to the hotel right away, without drying off or even dressing.
"Idiot, so no one suspects anything. Try to get that boner settled before you go. And don't look at me with that childish pout. I'll have it back up for you in no time."
Gray turned carefully, so no one could see his arousal, and stepped out. Quickly, he wrapped his towel around his waist. Then he walked away, and if anyone saw some stiffness in his towel-covered lower half, they thought it was merely a natural reaction to the heat and cold. Natsu waited, wondering what Gray had planned. How would he restrain him this time? What was he going to do?
I have something planned, something I think you'll really like.
No, he couldn't think about that! He needed to calm down. Looking around at these strange men got his erection to go down quickly. None of them appealed to him, even the younger ones. None of them would want to tie him up. Or if they did, they would not be fierce enough. They could never be as cold as Gray.
Once he was totally flaccid again, he climbed out and returned to the dressing room. He dried, dressed, and went out of the bathhouse. Right across the street, he saw the love hotel. It had a private back entrance, but if a person knew which alley to look into, anyone could still see that someone was heading to the hotel.
Gray was waiting for him in that building. Gray wanted to tie him up and do something kinky, something that had made his eyes glitter like frost. Natsu's whole body burned hotly by the thought of it. His cock threatened to stiffen again. He hurried forward, vanished into that alley, and followed arrow signs to the back entrance of the hotel.
Gray was standing in the lobby, arms folded impatiently, a key already in his hand. His eyes flicked over at the sight of pink hair, and Gray gulped when he saw the lust simmering in Natsu's narrow eyes. Silently, with just a crook of his finger, he beckoned the Dragon Slayer to follow him. Natsu stalked after him, his heart pounding, his cock twitching already, curious what the ice wizard had in store for him.
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