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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 22

In a Forest
Natsu and Gray ran into the forest, eager to get away, enjoy some privacy, and finally act out their desires. Natsu knew the best place to go, down a steep dell where their sounds would not echo back toward the house. He grabbed Gray's hand and led him along pitch black forest trails. When Gray stumbled in barefoot awkwardness, Natsu flamed up his hand to light the path.
As soon as they were in the dell, Natsu slammed Gray up against a tree and kissed him hard. They had been like this just that morning. Now, they could be wild. All around him, Natsu heard the din of the forest. He smelled the soil, trees, leaves, flowers, the scents of animals, but mostly he just wanted to smell Gray, that musky arousal that wafted up from him, so potent now, built up over many days.
Gray leaned back against the tree, letting Natsu do whatever he wanted. He just stood there, enjoying it all, how Natsu's hot hands undid his shirt, shoving it off Gray's shoulders. The ice wizard could have undressed quicker, but he loved the feel of Natsu's urgency, struggling to get those pajamas off, wanting that contact, skin against skin … desperate for it.
Natsu's mouth went off Gray's lips, along his jawbone, down his neck, and to the collarbone.
"Don't bite me," Gray warned.
"You hardly leave the house," he pointed out. Natsu's nails began to scrap softly over Gray's skin, and the Dragon Slayer moaned with wanton desperation, "I wanna mark you."
"No," Gray said firmly. "Not up there. Not where people can see."
Natsu thrust his body up against Gray and snarled hungrily. "Then where?"
Gray loosened the drawstring on his pajama bottoms and dropped them and his boxers to the forest floor. "My hip. So long as I keep my underwear on, no one will see it. Bite me there, but don't draw blood, and don't get close to … to that area. You still can't touch there, so … so just my hip."
Natsu knelt before Gray, crunching down on a soft but prickly carpet of dry leaves. It was so tempting, seeing that semi-erection in front of him with a pearly drop shining in the moonlight. He really wanted to touch it, stroke it, play with it, kiss it, suck it, but he behaved himself. He rubbed Gray's body from pectorals, down the abs, and down to the hips. He remembered that Gray liked that feeling, rubbing all the energy to one area, so his hands went down to Gray's knees and slowly caressed up. He could see Gray really getting turned on from these teasing touches.
Just a few more days, he kept telling himself. Just a few more.
Four more days, and he could do whatever he wanted. In a week, they would tell the guild. Everyone would know. No more hiding. No more feeling guilty. He wanted to whole guild—no, the whole world—to know.
He wanted Gray … so much.
His teeth bared, and he bit into Gray's hip. The ice wizard cried out in pain, and he snagged his fingers in Natsu's pink hair, wanting to pull him away, wanting to draw him in closer. Natsu made sure not to break skin, but he knew the chomp would leave little bruises in the shape of teeth, two sets, gnawed right into his bony hip.
Feeling satisfied with marking his lover, Natsu rose with a smug smile, especially when he saw the grimace of pain in Gray's tightened face. He pressed his chest up against that cold skin, but he was careful. He did not press down there, and he could see that Gray's hands were ready to push him back, just in case.
Gray was in anguish. He really wanted to be wholly with Natsu. This was so, so dangerous. Especially with pre-cum already built up on his arousal, part of him realized how easy it would be for Natsu to shift his body the wrong way and rub against that, with all its infection. He shouldn't do this—he really shouldn't—but … he needed it. He could not even last three days without craving Natsu desperately.
"I'll touch you and myself," Gray told him. "Stay to the side. I don't want you getting near this. Also, once I touch myself, I can't touch you with this hand. Goddammit, I should have brought gloves and a condom." He gritted his teeth in anger. He was usually always prepared for sexual encounters. Now, this was so sudden, a spur-of-the-moment desperation, and he had brought nothing at all. Hell, he left the house in pajamas and shoeless. "You don't have any condoms in your house, y'know that!" he snapped to hide his shame at not thinking this through more carefully.
Natsu nibbled Gray's shoulder. "Did you look?"
Gray had to laugh. "Yeah, I kind of checked."
"Naughty, naughty! Looking through my things."
"Well, I didn't bring anything from home like that," Gray argued in self-defense. "I really thought I could just not do anything for a few days but … God, Natsu, I need you!"
Natsu's eyes glittered deviously at the moan in Gray's voice. So sexy! Hearing this renown philanderer succumbing and defeated in his own game—and by a total novice, no less—amused Natsu and made him smug.
"I know," he whispered, caressing those cold cheeks. "I need you, too. Desperately!" He leaned up into Gray's ear. "You've ruined me."
Gray chuckled arrogantly. Yes, he probably really had ruined Natsu. How was the guy ever supposed to find pleasure in another person after being spoiled like this? The same went for himself. How could he possibly be satisfied with anyone whose body did not burn him up the way the Fire Dragon Slayer did?
"Now, touch me already," Natsu demanded.
Gray ignored him and rubbed over Natsu's rippling muscles, gazing at the moon shadows and argent starlight reflecting on the bronze skin. Then his fingers tweaked Natsu's nipples, earning a sharp gasp.
"Have you been touching yourself?" asked Gray.
"Nnngh … only … ah! Only a little. I can't … nnngh … can't touch myself all the way. I just … can't do that."
"You've told me before," Gray assured softly, easing Natsu away from thinking about his limitations. He did not want that angst again, not this time. "That just means you're built up more for me." He kissed Natsu and stared into his dazed eyes. "Are you ready?"
"Yes. Please."
"Please what?" Gray smirked slyly.
Natsu felt a chill in his arms. Even here, out in the wild, with Natsu taking a slightly more aggressive role, Gray was showing who was truly the owner. "Please … kainushi," he whispered, begging shamelessly.
"God, I love hearing you call me that." Gray leaned into Natsu's ear. "My beloved."
Natsu gasped. He began to kiss Gray's neck fervently, but he felt the ice wizard pull away a little. Oh, right … no visible marks. Everyone in the guild knew by now that Natsu had offered to let Gray stay with him while Gray went through the last of his treatment. If Gray had a hickey, their precarious plan would be ruined. So Natsu thrust his hips up against Gray, pressing him tighter against the tree, only to have the ice wizard shift away.
"Careful. Don't get too close. Stay right here. If you need to thrust against something, thrust against my hip, not … not there. Not my groin. Okay?"
"Y-yeah," Natsu nodded. "I want your hand, Gray. Come on!"
"Okay. No more teasing." Gray reached down and stroked him softly.
Natsu shuddered at the cold touch to such a hot area. "Ahh! Yes! I need that."
Natsu thrust himself into Gray's waiting hand. The ice wizard hardly had to stroke at all. Natsu was doing all the work. He let his fingers tighten, flex, experimenting with how to hold Natsu best.
Here in the forest, Natsu opened his mouth and moaned as loudly as he wanted. It was so liberating, no fears about Happy, no self-conscious realization that Gray's neighbors could hear them, no one but them, wrapped in a sylvan world of soil, leaves, and stars. Out here, he could be as loud as he wanted, and he roared out as finally Gray touched him the way he needed it.
"I like this," Gray muttered in a daze.
"Hmmm?" Natsu was so caught up with sensations of pleasure, all sounds had gone slightly muffled.
"You thrusting at me like this. I like it."
Natsu slowed down and gave a slower, longer thrust. "Do you mean like this?"
"Yesss." Gray hissed at that slow yet powerful motion. "Try imagining that it's me."
"Idiot. I already am. This is what I wanna do to you some day. It's what I dream about."
"You dream about topping me?"
Those slanted eyes gazed up fiercely in the moonlight. "Every damn night, especially when you're in bed with me. I don't think I'm ready yet, but … I hope soon."
"Then we'll make that a goal," Gray smiled with encouragement. "This is a good start. Imagine it and thrust at me, you wild dragon!"
Natsu slammed his hips against Gray's hip so hard, the elbow to the hand holding him crashed into the tree behind Gray.
"Hold your hand just like that," Natsu whispered. "More stability that way, less strain on your wrist. Plus I can feel the skin of your hip when I'm pressed in close." When he pushed into Gray's hand again, his hip brushed against the icy hip, and his left thigh was flush against Gray's left thigh, still to the side of Gray's body, but half up against him. "Yes, like that. Squeeze tighter, like it's your ass."
"You'll come too quickly."
"I need to learn how to last long enough. Otherwise, the first time I bang you, I'm gonna explode in two seconds."
Gray tightened the circle made by his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it to mimic the ring of muscles circling an anus. Natsu groaned at the tightness, and his thrusts slowed down as he realized how much more intense it felt.
"Just like being in your ass."
"You were in my ass once," Gray reminded with an amused smile.
"I don't like remembering that. I freaked out."
"Too bad, because I can still remember how you felt, that heat inside me, that burning pain as you entered me…"
"Gray, seriously, shut up," Natsu snapped angrily. "I don't want to remember it because I always remember what happened later."
"Oh. S-sorry."
Natsu collapsed his head onto Gray's shoulder to hide his frustration. "No, I'm sorry. I did like it. It's just … it was my first time being inside someone, and I messed it all up. It's … humiliating, remembering how badly I freaked out."
Gray rubbed his knuckles over Natsu's cheek, coaxing him away from the angst. "It'll be awesome next time."
"I hope so," the Dragon Slayer mumbled sullenly.
"You just need practice. Make it awesome now. Thrust at me. Show me what you want to do to me."
Natsu's eyes turned up, and the fire was rekindled in them. "I wanna do everything to you!" Natsu dived at Gray's neck. The ice wizard feared he might bite, but instead Natsu's lips fluttered from the shoulder up to Gray's ear. He snarled salaciously, "I wanna fuck you so hard!"
With a gasp, Gray took himself into his right hand and stroked to match Natsu's thrusts.
"I wanna taste every part of your body. Everything." He licked behind Gray's ear, getting a gasp of shock. "I wanna bite you." He nipped the chilled earlobe. "Scratch you." His nails clawed along the back of Gray's neck. "Ravage you!"
Gray moaned and leaned his head back against the tree trunk, both feeling the familiarity of his own hand, and the carnal pummeling of Natsu's hot cock into his other hand.
"This has been torture," Natsu exclaimed.
"Yeah, definitely," Gray had to agree.
Natsu cracked an eye open, feeling guilty. "I shouldn't have asked you to stay with me."
"No, I like living with you. Being apart from you was torture, too. Being with you … it's heaven! And it's hell," he sneered. "Because I can't have you like this."
Natsu choked on his saliva as he panted heavily. "Nnnngh! G-Gray." He stiffened up. "I … I won't last long."
"I know. Me neither."
"Ice me!"
"Ice … oh, restraints," Gray realized. For a second, he had forgotten that Natsu still needed that. "Where … where can I…? Oh hell."
"What?" Natsu asked in worry.
"We don't have a headboard. There's nothing to ice you to."
Natsu glanced around the dark woods. Gray was right. They usually had the headboard, pipes, something. Now, there but nothing but … ah!
"You're an idiot. We're in the middle of a frigging forest. You could ice me to any one of these trees."
"Huh?"
"Put me against the tree. Here." Natsu pulled Gray aside and took his place, edging his spine up into the line of warmth Gray had made in the tree trunk. Then he put his arms above his head with his wrists crossed. "Freeze my arms right to the tree."
Gray took a moment to look at Natsu's naked body in the moonlight, his cheeks flushed, his lips swollen, narrow eyes glazed in lust, and how he presented himself, ready like a sacrifice to some rustic god. And … Gray was that god. Natsu wanted to give up his freedom to Gray, and to Natsu, freedom was life. Gray was about to take his "life," steal that freedom, and ravage him as much as he could, right here in this sacred grove.
Gray slammed his hand against Natsu's wrists, breathing heavily with desire, snarling at this eager sacrifice. Slowly, frost crackled from his hand and spread over Natsu's wrists. The Dragon Slayer flinched and instinctively pulled at the chill. Gray tightened the hold, freezing slowly, dragging out the icy torture, until finally Natsu's hands were trapped to the trunk of the tree.
"Perfect," he purred in salacious satisfaction. "I like you like this, standing up. Oh God, you're sexy," he exclaimed.
Gray dived in and thrust his mouth against Natsu's lips, covetously claiming them. He bit those ardent lips hard enough to draw a bit of blood. Natsu gasped as he tasted his own blood trickle from the nip.
"Ahhh … G-Gray. Lick. Lick it. My blood." His brain refused to work as he tasted the sweet coppery flavor of his own arousal, tangy in his blood.
Gray sucked on Natsu's lower lip, tasting the blood. "You're torturing me," he growled. "I want you … so much!"
"Touch me," Natsu demanded. "Make me come, Gray. Then I … I wanna watch and touch you, touch everywhere I can, while you stroke yourself. I … I can't do that when I'm like this. I don't trust myself still, so … first, make me come."
"Seriously, stop being this sexy or I won't be able to hold back." Gray reached down and began stroking Natsu's arousal. "So, you wanna watch me?"
"Mm-hmm!" Natsu whimpered, shuddering at the agile fingers pumping firmly.
"Then I'm gonna make this fast, because I need it." He stroked firmer, root to tip, jerking Natsu roughly.
"That's … nnngh … fine 'cuz … oh, aaaaah … not gonna … last … ah!" His head arched up as all of his muscles began to tighten, all focus drawing inward and downward. "Ah, Gray!"
"I'm right here," Gray said soothingly, watching that blissfully tortured face with fascination.
"N-n-n-neck!" Natsu sputtered out, feeling the impending release. "Need … need you to bite me. Really … need that. Gaah, please, bite me!"
"Are you almost ready?"
Natsu nodded frantically as panting and loud moans were all that could leave his throat.
"You're really…"
"Stop! No teasing. Gonna … come … please!" he screamed, nearly in tears from the need for release.
"All right," Gray whispered.
He bit Natsu on the neck in a spot where his scarf would hide the bruise. Instantly, Natsu cried out to the stars, loud and animalistic. Gray felt jolting throbs through the shaft in his hand, and he heard a splash on the leaf-strewn forest floor. Natsu's whole body trembled, and his throat went hoarse from shouting. Slowly, the howls turned into moans, and then sighs panted out heavily from his lungs. At last, Natsu's head fell to his chest as his body went limp, held up only by the ice.
"God, I needed that so badly," he muttered wearily. He laughed in exhaustion. He could smell it: his cum had marked his scent in this area, like a wild animal marking territory. He was just like some creature of nature, and that untamable freedom felt invigorating. "Did you break skin?"
"Uh…" Gray looked at the neck. He had actually not bitten all that hard. It was a little pink, but that was all. "No, it's fine."
Instead of sounding relieved, Natsu grunted in frustration and disappointment. "Fine. I still liked it, but … harder next time, okay?"
Gray was mildly amused. Did Natsu want him to bite hard enough to break the skin? Then he recalled sleepy mutterings one day.
'It's fine to break skin. Do it with your teeth. It marks us as a mating couple. Already tasted your blood. Then … you taste mine. Teeth … marking us … my mmmmate … coup-…-ple…'
Although Natsu had been half-asleep when he said it, Gray realized that Natsu thought highly of such an exchange. Maybe another time, he would try to bite hard enough to pierce.
"Gray, you've messed me up."
"Heh! That's my line. Now…" He pulled his hand away and shook off some drops of semen. Then the icy bondage trapping Natsu shattered to snow. "My turn, bastard."
"Lean against the tree, like you were." Natsu moved off the trunk, and Gray took his place, resting his weight against the solid tree. Natsu pressed Gray up against it until Gray felt the bark carving marks in his back. "You're sexy like this."
Gray already reached down to hold himself, mostly to make sure Natsu did not rub against his crotch. Natsu was careful, though. His hands rubbed over Gray's chest, palming his nipples, up his neck, and into his hair, pulling at the strands slightly as his tongue plunged in for a rough kiss.
Gray groaned, and his wrist sped up. "I love the feel of your hands. So hot!"
Natsu noted briefly that again, Gray said love. Maybe when he was overwhelmed, his phobia vanished a little. In that case, the Dragon Slayer wanted to completely conquer Gray, inundate him and submerge all his fears with a flood of emotions … a deluge of love. He rubbed his spent cock up against Gray's hip, wiping a few of the remaining drops onto Gray's skin, marking him. His hands began to drift down, just to rub that scent around, but Gray panicked.
"No! Don't touch down there. Please, seriously, don't."
"I wasn't going to touch…"
"Natsu, please!" he cried out.
"Just your hip, Gray," he explained calmly.
"It's … scaring me. We're being so … so reckless. Dangerous. I don't want to chance getting you sick. Just don't make me scared. Don't touch anything below my waist, nothing at all. Don't even get near it."
Natsu moved his whole body over, standing to Gray's side rather than more in front of him. He saw the pale shoulders loosen up, and Gray nodded to show that this was better for him. Although Natsu wanted more from Gray, and he hated to be told not to do things he wanted to do, he realized that Gray was only worrying about him out of love, so he respected the restrictions Gray was laying down for them.
Gray, however, battled between what he knew he should do—stop Natsu completely and protect him—and what he wanted to do—fuck Natsu senseless right here in the middle of the woods.
"I want to feel you touch me. Really, I do," he gnashed in anguish. "So touch me everywhere else. Touch me everywhere, Natsu," he begged. "Everywhere but there. I need to feel your hands on me. I need it!"
Natsu picked up the hand Gray had used to touch him, and he caressed his muscular arm. "Like this?"
"Mmm, yeah," Gray moaned.
"You're messy." Natsu held up Gray's wrist and moistly licked his fingers. "I have to clean my mate."
"Heh," Gray panted in a weary laugh. "You're the messy one."
Natsu suddenly thrust his mouth down on Gray's fingers, taking two of them deep into his mouth. Gray instantly thrust on his own cock and cried out at the vicarious pleasure. Then Natsu slowly sucked up, and Gray's wrist mimicked it. When Natsu pulled off, Gray whined, as if Natsu had released his cock as well.
"You have a finger fetish, Gray," he pointed out, teasing slightly as his hands stroked the ice wizard's chest. "Chalk up another onto your list, eh?"
"Never … nnngh … never thought about … ahhh … fingers before."
"Did I discover something new about you?" Natsu smirked. He leaned in and licked Gray's neck. "I want to discover more. I wanna know more about you than anyone else has ever known."
Gray barked out a strained laugh. "Already … do … bastard. Ahhh! Your hands. Wanna feel them. Everywhere."
Natsu caressed over Gray's chest again. "Even … here?" He twisted both nipples at the same time. Gray's whole body arched up against the tree trunk. "You're so sensitive here."
"You haven't played with them in a while."
"Should I now?" Natsu leaned over and sucked one nipple while tugging the other.
Gray cried out loudly. "Oh God, Natsu!" That burning mouth felt so intense on his body that had been denied for days.
"Your smell is really strong," Natsu noted. He left off the nipples and rubbed his hands all over, warming up Gray's skin. "It's stronger than usual. Have you been naughty in my shower?"
"N-no, I haven't," Gray groaned.
"Have you been naughty at all?"
Gray felt himself flush at such a humiliating question. "Not really."
"Not really?" he smirked. "So you've been a little bad?"
"Just … just a little. I was afraid … to come … but … nnngh … but still touched."
"Denying yourself?" Natsu asked in amusement. Gray nodded, too tense to speak. "Are you all saved up?" Again, Gray could only nod his head. "Good." Natsu leaned up into Gray's ear and whispered hotly, "I wanna milk it out of you." He felt the shudder in Gray's body. "I wanna watch you explode."
"Natsu!" Gray choked out. Those devilish words were pushing him forward so fast. Damn, Natsu had one hell of a sexy voice when he talked like that!
"I love to see how you squirm, especially when you're built up like this. You get so large."
He looked down at the erection. Indeed, when Gray was denied for a while, the veins on his shaft stuck out a little more, a minor change, but the smell … definitely, the smell was different between when he was sated but still aroused, and when he was denied and desperate. God, he wanted to grab Gray and stroke him roughly until he felt the surges of lust spill out over his fingers. He could already smell leaking pre-cum and hear the moistness slurping over Gray's own hand. It smelled intoxicating, and it took a large amount of self-control to keep Natsu from touching where he should not. He knew he had to distract himself and focus back on Gray's face, not his cock.
"Do you like being outdoors, Gray?"
For a second, the rhythm of Gray's wrist faltered. The question stunned him. Outdoors?
Natsu caught that startled expression. As he figured, Gray had lost himself in the moment, forgetting where they were. "We're out in the open," he pointed out. "Technically, we're in public."
Gray gasped. He realized Natsu was right. He had almost forgotten that they were in the forest. Natsu's house was just a few minutes away. All of Magnolia was just down the hill on the other side of the woods. Suddenly, he realized the chirping of a frog, the buzz of insects, the sound of the wind in the trees. Outdoors! In the open! His body shuddered, and the exhibitionist in him was dancing pirouettes of joy, twisting Gray's lower stomach.
"Anyone could come by. A hunter out for nocturnal game. A fisherman walking to the river for an early day of fishing. Someone simply out for a midnight stroll. A whole family camping, parents and children. Maybe even other lovers somewhere out here in the woods. People could hear you."
"N-Natsu…"
"Anyone could walk by and see us," Natsu whispered, enthralled by the tension and twisted pleasure in Gray's face.
"Ahhh … n-no."
Gray's knees went weak. He almost collapsed, but Natsu thrust him up against the tree by the pressing firmness of his own body.
"Exhibitionist," Natsu smirked, amused at Gray's strong response. "Out in the open. I bet someone has already heard you, Gray. I bet they heard your sexy cries. Maybe they turned away, but … maybe they're watching. Maybe they're looking at you, right now, getting excited from the show we're giving them. What sort of face are you showing them, Gray?"
Gray knew deep inside that Natsu would have stopped if he smelled anyone approaching, but the thought of it—the mere possibility that someone might be out there in the dark woods, hiding behind a tree, watching this display, gazing at Gray's shuddering body in the moonlight, even getting aroused by Gray's sexual moans—overwhelmed him.
What would they see? What would they hear?
He cried out even louder, and this time he listened to his voice echo through the dell and return to him, a moan ladened with sensuality and carnal need. If someone really was out there, that was the sound they were hearing. Someone could be listening in. Someone could be jerking off to Gray's moans.
And that turned him on even more!
"Na- … ahhhh … Natsu!"
Gray's toes curled into the soil under him. His hand felt himself get even harder. From balls to flared tip, it all tingled as he felt like everything within him was rushing to escape. His body was drawing closer, closer, teetering on the edge. He wanted to hold on to this feeling, and he wanted to let it all break loose. He panted fast, straining to keep himself right in this moment when he felt most alive, and yet on the brink of death.
Natsu saw Gray was close—very close—and he leaned up into the flushed ear. Softly, sensually, he ordered, "Come for me, Gray."
That whispered demand snapped Gray apart completely. He felt himself gush out, heard the drops hit the dry leaves, and felt his head go light, as if caught up in the stars. Everything was fuzzy, blurry, and muted. He could have been screaming, sobbing, lights from heaven could have shone down in celestial glory, yet nothing mattered, nothing but the fiery heat beside him and the sound of Natsu breathing in his ear.
Natsu watched that final moment. He loved that he could mess Gray up like this. He loved the cries, the panting, the dazed euphoria, and the smell. He had already marked this area with his semen. Now Gray had also marked it. His scent was everywhere. Natsu knew, this dell would always be special to him now. They had consecrated it with their love.
Gray's teary eyes gazed up in weary amazement. "Natsu…" The word crackled dryly in his parched throat.
Those narrow eyes caught the moonlight in just the right way to make them appear to glow silver, like a beast of the forest. The glare in them made Gray gasp in surprise. As if for the first time, he realized just what a wild thing a Dragon Slayer truly was. Natsu was anything but a timid, passive, submissive lover. He was a beast caged within a prison of fears and doubts.
Yet still, Natsu wanted more.
"Get well quickly, Gray. Dammit, I wanna ravage you … so hard!" he snarled. "Four more days!"
Now, Gray felt like the submissive one, and those were his orders. Get well!
"When you're well…" Natsu growled. He suddenly grabbed Gray's jaw and held his face tightly. "…I want you to screw me senseless, until I can't even sit."
Gray was shocked out of his timid moment. Instead, he felt the control returning to him. "Oh don't worry." He leaned forward and bit Natsu's lip again, dragging it between his teeth. Then he leered into those wild eyes. "I will!" He chuckled, glad Natsu was letting him stay in charge, at least for a while longer. Gray stretched slightly as the post-coital weariness made him sleepy. "God, I needed that!"
"Are you going to feel better now? You were rather cranky about Happy."
Gray still rested his head against the tree as his body buzzed. "Yeah, sorry about that. Sexually frustrated, I guess."
"Yeah, I was starting to feel the same way. I'm tempted to tell Happy to just scram, at least for a couple hours."
Gray only hummed at that, too tired to think straight. He did not want to admit he had also been tempted to tell the little Exceed to get lost, go into town, or send him on useless errands.
Natsu leaned forward and kissed him. "I love you, Gray," he whispered. "Really. I love you so much, it's driving me crazy."
"Same here. It's addicting."
Natsu laughed and rubbed his nose up and down Gray's cold nostrils. "Addicted to sex, huh?"
"No." With his safe hand, Gray reached forward and stroked Natsu's hair. "Addicted to you, to your warmth, to the feel of your hands … to your taste."
He pulled Natsu's head in and kissed him. Natsu groaned as the bloodied bite on his lip knocked against his teeth. Gray did not give in, though. He kissed harder, overwhelming Natsu until the Dragon Slayer moaned out his name.
Gray wrapped an arm around Natsu and pulled him close, just to feel that warmth. "I would almost say let's go for a second time, but it's late and you're probably cold."
"No, I'm fine," Natsu assured him. "I guess you wouldn't be cold, huh?"
"Are you kidding?" He grinned deviously. "I feel hot."
Natsu hummed and chuckled, amused and enthralled. "Horny snowflake," he teased.
"This is one tired snowflake," Gray admitted, and he leaned back to rest himself. "This is nice, though, being out in the open like this."
"We should try it again."
Gray chuckled exhaustedly. "Who's the horny one now?"
"Whaaat?" Natsu grinned innocently. "I could tell you liked it."
"Yeah," he confessed. "Gotta admit, I've never had sex in a forest before."
Natsu decided to ignore a slight sting as he momentarily wondered what sorts of places Gray had used for sex, considering the guy was strict about being kinky in public. Instead, he went around collecting Gray's clothes and dusting off the leaves, while Gray slowly recovered from the orgasmic rush. Then, with his eyes closed in weariness, Gray felt something pushed against his chest. He cracked an eye open and saw Natsu handing him his pajamas.
"Can I walk back naked?"
"I'm used to it with you," Natsu pointed out.
"Don't wanna dress. Too much effort."
"You big baby."
"No, you're too good. Built up for too long. Shot out too much. Damn, I'm exhausted."
"Wimp." Natsu pulled his pajamas on. "Come on, walk. I'm not carrying your lazy ass back. One foot in front of the other. Watch out for the mess, don't step in it."
Gray followed where he was pulled, wanting sleep more desperately than he had felt in a long time.
"When we get back, you're cuddling me," Natsu insisted.
"No, I'm sleeping."
"Cuddle me while you sleep."
"How about you cuddle me for a change?"
Natsu looked back, slightly stunned, but he saw that Gray really was half asleep. The way he walked with his eyes nearly closed was adorable, and it made Natsu smile in sympathy. He stopped, bent over slightly, and suddenly lifted Gray into his arms.
The sleepiness was shocked right out of Gray's brain. "Wait, what…?"
"Shut up, you're heavy," Natsu grumbled. "But you're practically asleep, and it's my fault, so I'm responsible for making sure you get back home safely."
"Re- … Responsible?"
Gray knew his face must have turned purplish-red with embarrassment, and he was glad Natsu was more focused on the forest trail and not on him. He did not fight the hold, and instead, after a minute of sullen frowning, he slowly wrapped his arms around Natsu's neck, nuzzling into the jagged scar. Natsu had left home without even his muffler, and Gray rarely had a chance to lean against that narrow, bare neck. Natsu's neck felt so skinny, his collar so bony, without the scaly scarf there to pad him.
Natsu smiled to himself as he felt Gray relaxing. Gray's cold breath tickled his neck, but he did not complain. He heard soft, nearly silent sighs of contentment, and that was enough for him.
Finally, they reached the house. Gray thought Natsu would sneak in through the window, just as they had run off. Instead, he went to the main entrance and kicked the door open.
"Carrying my bride over the threshold," Natsu teased as he triumphantly walked inside.
"W-what?" Gray screamed. "Like hell I'm your bride! Put me down, bastard." He squirmed so much, Natsu dropped him flat on his butt.
"Sheesh! And here I was looking forward to carrying you to bed and everything."
Happy yawned, and his large, round eyes shined in the moonlight, lying on his hammock in the main room. "What are you two doing?"
Gray choked up. He had no clue how to explain this to Happy, and he stuttered as he tried to think of something.
Natsu thumbed down to Gray. "Stripper-idiot here was sleepwalking in the woods. He was so out of it, I had to carry him back."
Happy fully believed that. "Gray, sleepwalking is dangerous. Plus you're naked. You could have really frightened someone."
Gray gawked up at Natsu. He had just lied to Happy without a moment of hesitation. Why was he covering for them both? He could have just told Happy they went for a stroll together.
"Get to bed," Natsu told Gray. "Are you thirsty?"
"Um, just water," he muttered. He was still stunned, but he realized that his throat was painfully parched from all the panting and moaning.
Slowly, Gray picked himself up from the floor and walked to the bathroom first. He carefully cleaned himself, not only mud on his feet, but under the foreskin. Then he sterilized his hands. While he carefully washed, Natsu opened the bathroom door and tossed in his boxers.
"Fresh pair," he said curtly, and then shut the door to give Gray privacy.
Gray mumbled to himself, "You're spoiling me."
He washed, dressed, and then went to the bedroom. Natsu was sitting up with a nearly empty glass of water for himself and another waiting for Gray.
"I put some honey in it," he said. "I figured your throat might be raw. Mine sure is," he laughed.
Gray mumbled thanks. Again, Natsu went a step beyond what Gray expected. He drank the water in one chug, while Natsu merely sipped his. Gray fidgeted on the bed, wishing Natsu would drink faster and turn off the light. Sitting by him now felt strangely awkward.
"Are you okay?" Natsu asked in worry.
Gray stared ahead with his mind in an odd void. "Why did you lie to Happy?"
"Huh? I didn't. Seriously, you were sleepwalking."
"I was walking while drowsy. That's totally different from sleepwalking."
"Oh. I didn't know. Well, I thought that's what sleepwalking was, walking when you're half asleep, so I didn't lie. I just didn't get it right."
Natsu's prattling irked Gray, so he snapped what was truly on his mind. "Do you really think of me as your bride?"
"What? Oh, what I said earlier. No, I was just teasing you. Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."
"What do you consider me as?" he asked sternly.
Natsu blinked in surprise, wondering what was up with the sudden foul mood. "You're my mate."
Gray's head snapped over to him with narrowed eyes. "What does that even mean?"
"It means … ummm…" Natsu thought about it. He understood the meaning perfectly fine, but he guessed it might be confusing to people who were not raised by a dragon. "It means you're mine, and I'm yours, and we take care of each other."
"How far does that go?"
"How … far?" he asked in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"On the relationship scale, where does being a mate land?"
"I didn't even know there was a scale." Still, although Gray was acting snappy, Natsu wanted the ice wizard to understand how he felt. "A mate is probably more than boyfriends. I think it even goes beyond lovers."
"Like, married?"
"No, that's different, but … well … just below that, maybe. I don't know!" Natsu shouted. "I just know you're my mate. You're … mine. And I want you to stay mine. Why? Are you mad I said that? I was just teasing you. Sheesh!"
Gray kept his eyes down, looking at the empty glass in his hand. "We're not ready for that," he muttered.
"Huh? Ready for what? What are you talking about?" Natsu set his glass on the nightstand and took Gray's glass out of his hand, putting it aside. "Did I say something bad? Please, tell me."
Gray smiled lightly. "You said nothing bad, Natsu. Just, calling me your bride, even as a joke … and … and wanting me to bite and break your skin. A mated couple, you once called it. Do you … do you want that?"
"Of course," Natsu answered without hesitation.
"So how is that different from what we have now? If I bite you and break your skin, what changes? I bit your lip until it bled tonight. Does that count? What counts? I'm trying to figure this out," he explained, feeling overwhelmed. "You want something, and I don't understand it."
"Come here." Natsu laid back on the pillows and pulled Gray to lie on his chest. Natsu's arms held the ice wizard in a warm, protective shield. "We're mates. Maybe you can call that lovers. With dragons, they can take that another step: a marked mating couple. It means they want no one other than the one who has their mark. Going steady, an exclusive couple, whatever you want to call it. It's one step above just being mates. The mark needs to be done with purpose, and with the mind frame of making a claim. The two mates bite one another and lick the blood. It needs to pierce skin: neck, shoulders, back. Legs, maybe. Not the lips, though, nor ears. It needs to be something that's a challenge to bite. That's the whole thing: not nipping until you draw a tiny bit of blood, but really biting deep. Sharing one another's pain, sharing each other's blood … bonding that way."
"And beyond that?" Gray asked, feeling drowsy again in Natsu's warm embrace.
"Beyond? The two dragons build a den together. They commit to one another for the rest of their lives."
"Marriage," Gray muttered sleepily.
"Uh, y-yeah." Natsu blushed slightly. Was Gray seriously already thinking about…?
"We're not ready for that. I'm not ready," Gray muttered, rubbing his fingers over Natsu's chest. "But … one step below that is the marked mate thing, right?"
"I … I guess, yeah. One step below that. It's like what we have now, just … a little more."
Gray hummed in sleepy contentment. "I'll think about it. Maybe … someday…"
"When you're ready," he whispered. "There's no rush. I'm sorry if I keep asking for it. It's sort of like an instinct, wanting that, but if you're not ready, that's fine. How we are right now is really good. I'll be happy if things stay just how they are."
"Yeah," Gray yawned.
"You're my mate, Gray. And I'm yours. Only yours." Natsu bent his neck to kiss Gray's forehead. "Let's sleep."
Gray closed his eyes. Marriage was definitely not something they were ready for. They were still figuring one another out. Just under that, though…engaged? No, something different than that. Something close, a deep bonding that would not easily be broken. Maybe normal humans had no word for that, at least not in any language Gray knew.
Was he ready for that? Were both of them ready?
No. The small argument earlier showed that they were still struggling, sorting things out. They were not even stable at the plateau they were on, let alone ready for a higher level of commitment and intimacy.
Still … someday.
He heard Natsu already snoring, his arms not letting go, hugging Gray closely. Gray shifted just a little, trying to get more comfortable. Sleeping on someone's chest might seem romantic, but in practicality it was painful. Still, Gray managed to find a comfortable nook in Natsu's body, a place where he fit with ease, as if made for this embrace. He rather liked the idea of that.
They were fire and ice, summer and winter, squinty eyes and droopy eyes, a man who wore a scarf in a heatwave and a man who stripped naked in a blizzard. On the outside, it was like they were created to always antagonize one another. Yet here in Natsu's arms, it felt like they were created to fit together like two pieces of a puzzle.
Gray drifted off to sleep thinking about how Natsu was the yang to his yin: hot, bright, fiery. Yang brought about destruction, while yin gave shape to things. Yang burned; yin froze.
Natsu was a force that balanced him, interconnected and interdependent of one another. They were not merely opposing forces, but complimentary. When combined, they were finally whole. They could not exist without one another, just as there could be no winter without summer and no heat without cold.
His yang. His flame. His beloved.
With those thoughts making him smile, Gray fell asleep in Natsu's arms.

End of Chapter 22

A/N: I'm taking a small break. For one, I had a seizure and need a few days of rest. Then there's Easter and Spring activities. I'm really busy from now until the end of May, plus I'm in the process of editing a novel, so I won't have much time to write fanfics. Updates will be random for a while, but don't worry, I have plenty of naughtiness (and sweetness) to come for these wild lovers.
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