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Fight Me, Bite Me	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 39446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: Fairy Tail is the property of Hiro Mashima. I make no money, I just do this for my own pleasure.

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Kinks: salophilia and armpit licking … not something I could do. I'm way too ticklish! Also a warning about blood licking, though nowhere near as much as last time.
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Chapter 42

I Wanna Lick Your Sweat

It was night now. They had showered off the sticky messes on both of their bodies, took the massive block of ice out into the woods to melt, and cuddled together on the couch until Happy came home, just in time for dinner. The Exceed said nothing to them, asked no questions, but he had a knowing smile, figuring that with the two talking happily and Natsu's quick pinch to Gray's ass while they shared the role of washing dishes, the dessert Natsu had planned must have gone great. They all went to bed with Gray staying the night.
Sometime after midnight, Natsu woke up to the sound of Gray having another nightmare. He sat up in his bed and sleepily looked over. Gray had sweat gleaming on his forehead, his breathing was sharp, and somnolent whimpers eked out. Natsu called out his name and nudged him, yet that only got another closed-mouth cry. Natsu tried to call to him again, sighed in weariness, and grabbed Gray's trembling arm.
"No!" Gray bolted up, and in a flash he was on top of Natsu, pinning him down. "You demon! I won't let you … eat … me?" He ended in confusion as the dream faded. "Wait, where … what?"
Natsu's face was anguished with guilt for giving him nightmares, all due to a fetish of his. "Dammit. It didn't work, huh? You're still scared of me. I'm so sorry, Gray."
"Why … what's … oh God," he sighed, realizing it had been another dream. Gray released his hold on Natsu's arms, climbed off of him, and flopped back on his pillows. He glared into the darkness, feeling weak and pathetic, unable to control his own dreams. "Are you going to run off again?"
"Not this time." Natsu rolled over and straddled over Gray's sweat-drenched body.
"W-Wait!" he cried out.
"I won't hurt you," he swore. He began to lean over.
Gray tensed up, the dream too fresh in his mind, his heart still racing with the memory of Natsu turning into a cannibalistic demon and hunting Gray down like a feral animal. Instead, he felt only a lick to his neck, not the faintest scraping of teeth.
"I don't need your blood, Gray," Natsu said in the darkness. "I don't even need sex. I just need you. I need your smell, your touches." He licked along the collar. "Your love, Gray."
He jolted at that and looked up in horror.
"You don't need to say it, but you show it in everything you do. And that's what I need: your love, and nothing else. I love everything about you. I need everything about you. At the same time, I don't need anything. I just need you to be here." He licked Gray's chest and over the nipple. "Just be here and love me. That's enough."
"Happy…" he hissed. Gray suddenly put a hand over his mouth to silence the pleasure.
"We don't have to do a thing if you don't want to. We could sit here and stare at each other, and that's fine with me. I never needed sex, and I don't need your blood. Just this. Just you."
"But you like the taste of my blood," Gray said, cringing as that hot mouth began to make him erect.
"I like the taste of your mouth too." He dived down and thrust his tongue deep within, lapping up the saliva as Gray groaned. Natsu pulled up and took the hand Gray was trying to use to cover his moans. "I like the taste of your fingers." He licked a knuckle, and then he popped the whole index finger into his mouth, giving it a sensual suck. Gray whined under him. "I like the taste of your sweat." He leaned up and licked the salty droplets off of Gray's forehead. Then his face leaned down until their noses were touching. "Let me show you: I don't need your blood. If it's going to scare you, I don't need it."
Gray's brow tensed as he gazed up at Natsu. "But you want it."
Natsu growled in frustration that this idiot snowman was not grasping his point. He suddenly grabbed Gray's hands and roughly pinned them above his head.
"Will you listen to me, you freak-blizzard bastard? Yes, I like it, I want it, but I don't need it. Got it?" He grabbed his scarf and bound Gray's hands to the headboard.
"H-Hey!" Gray yelled in a panic. Being tied up after that nightmare terrified him.
"Keep quiet. Happy could wake up."
"W-Wait!"
"No! I tried playing nice. It didn't work, obviously. So now I'm playing mean." He smirked. "I'll force you to realize that I won't hurt you."
He dived down and licked just under Gray's pectoral muscle. The body under him stiffened. He lapped along the valleys of every single one of the abdominal muscles adorning Gray's stomach.
"Nnngh! Wh-What are you doing?" Gray shuddered.
Natsu ignored him. He licked along the V-line down to his groin, but only to where Gray's boxers covered the growing erection. Instead of going further down, he came back up and gazed into Gray's face. Those stormy blue eyes were still wide with lingering fears.
"Yeah, I like the taste of your blood, but do you know what else I like?" He licked the inside of Gray's elbow. "Your sweat. It's filled with your scent. Not the smell of soap and cologne, but your scent. Firewood, pines, mint, snow, musk. I want your scent." He rubbed his cheek right into Gray's armpit, wiping sweat away with his face. "I want your scent all over my body. When others smell me, I want them to smell you on me." He leaned over and licked up along Gray's pit, lapping up the salty taste, savoring that incredible aroma that he could smell so potently.
Gray's jolted up and, despite himself, he cried out at the hot tongue tickling right in his armpit. "N-Natsu! No! That's … that's gross!"
Natsu raised up onto his elbows and gazed down at Gray. "Are you serious?" he said in a derisive tone. "You have sucked my cock, licked my asshole, drunk my piss, and you think your goddamn armpits are gross?" He grabbed both of Gray's arms to keep them from struggling out of the scarf. "For that, I'm going to do more."
He rubbed the dampness onto his face, wiping side to side, wanting all of that glorious smell: the scent of Gray.
Natsu had noticed something about people in general. Every person had a different recipe of aromas. People did not have just one smell, but many. The hair and scalp smelled one way. Although most people used scented shampoos, and so the smell was masked, after a hard fight or a long mission without showers, he could smell the natural hair smell. It was way better than Lucy's strawberry shampoo or Erza's citrus-scented hair products. Even Gray's scalp when he styled his hair, whatever he used smelled of something vaguely minty mixed with aloe. It affected the rest of the combined smell, but the mint somehow fit him.
The torso had a whole different smell. The strongest was right between the breasts. He had his face smashed between Lucy's breasts so many times, he knew her spicy, feminine breast-scent well. Erza's was harder to catch because of her armor. Due to wearing such metal plating, her breast-scent was equally metallic, like smelling a car, except when she showered and then wore something normal. Once, he had the misfortune of being tossed in a brawl and smashing into Erza, with his face smooshed between her ample breasts. He sort of remembered a sugary scent, but the hit he got to the head from an irate Titania made him forget precisely what the aroma was like.
Gray's chest smelled of cedar and pine, a forest scent that was simply amazing.
The groin gave off a completely different—and far more erotic—aroma. This one was harder to describe. Women tended to have the smell of the sea, salty and fishy and relaxing but also arousing. He had accidentally (seriously, it was an accident) smelled Lucy's panties once. She smelled like the fishing docks, but without the bad part of the smell. It was sweet, a little sour, oceanic: he could not really describe it.
Gray, though…
Natsu was not sure if this applied to all men, but Gray's penis smelled incredible. The scent changed throughout the day, intensifying as he sweated, sometimes to the point of being almost unbearably powerful, with a muskiness so rank Natsu could hardly stomach it. It was such a delicious scent, something never covered up by deodorants and colognes. It was the most pure scent of Gray Fullbuster he could get.
Then, there was the armpit. People used deodorant here for a reason. The scent was not at all the same as the rest of the body, and people mistook that as being a bad smell. It was not bad at all, though. So long as they were clean, armpits smelled intensely sweet and sour, like a good dipping sauce.
Natsu dipped his tongue into that smell. The taste was salty and just a little soapy from the shower earlier. The smell, though! He inhaled deeply. It was a pungent smell, spicy, a faint hint of curry and a stronger hint of pheromones, bitter to most people, but better than the smell of sizzling meat to Natsu.
"Natsu!" Gray shuddered.
It was almost ticklish, but it was far too arousing to make him chuckle. Instead, the feel of that nose snuffling around and the burning tongue licking right in that sensitive part of his body made all the other nerves throughout him tense and tingle.
It was also embarrassing! It was utterly humiliating! Did he smell bad? Didn't it taste awful? Being tied up and forcefully licked and tickled made his mind race with desires for more … more! Gray bit his lip to hold back a whimper.
"If blood is an issue, we'll simply not do it. Okay?" Natsu offered. "What's that term you use? Hard limit."
Gray cringed. "No. I don't want it to be a hard limit. I want to try it again someday, just…"
"Then right now," Natsu demanded quickly.
Gray's eyes went massive.
"If it's going to terrify you, I would rather make it forbidden, but if you want to try it, then we do it now, right here."
"N-No!"
"I won't bite. Is that better?"
Gray jolted. "Won't … bite?"
Natsu reached down to Gray's sword pendant necklace, picked it up, and grabbed Gray's hand. He held out just one finger. Natsu breathed a little flicker of blue-hot fire onto the metal to sterilize it, then he made a small poke to Gray's finger with the tiny sword. Only a pearl of blood came up.
Natsu sucked on Gray's finger, savoring the taste of the blood. He swirled his tongue around and around. Deviously, he began to suck up and down the length of the finger, from knuckle to nail. Gray tensed at the sensitive pleasure.
"This is fine, right?" Natsu reasoned.
Gray blushed as the Dragon Slayer kept sucking his finger and sending naughty ideas down to his groin. "Y-Yes. It's okay."
"We can just do this. I'm not going to eat you or suck you dry. I just like to taste a little."
Natsu kept sucking and staring down heatedly into Gray's eyes as the ice wizard squirmed with suppressed pleasure.
Suddenly, Natsu pulled his mouth back. "I've had enough. I'll get you a bandage."
"What? Wait!" Gray cried out, feeling aroused and unsatisfied.
Natsu looked back around with a devious gleam to his narrow eyes. "Ooooh? Could it be you actually like when I suck your blood?"
Gray grumbled, knowing that was a weakness. "More like when you suck my fingers."
"Then think of it as me sucking your finger, not your blood." Natsu picked up Gray's hand and began to suck his finger again. "We can start slow. We did too much the first time, and that was my fault. I got carried away. I'd never done something like that, and I seriously screwed up."
"It happens," Gray said with a soft moan as Natsu dragged his lips up and down his finger.
Natsu secretly wished there was more blood. He fought against an instinct to bite Gray's finger and slurp up the sweet liquid. This was a tease, barely enough to taste anything. He held back, though. He did not want to scare Gray.
"Something's wrong," Gray realized.
Natsu's eyes widened. How could he tell?
"My finger. It stopped bleeding already, right?"
Natsu pulled the hand up. Sure enough, the finger had already scabbed over. "You heal quickly, which is good."
Gray's eyes dropped. He wanted Natsu to enjoy this as well. Just sucking fingers was probably not very interesting to him, but the blood … he suddenly wanted Natsu to enjoy his blood. "You can do more, if you want."
Natsu's head tilted in confusion. "More?"
"Poke my finger again, or bite it."
It was what Natsu desperately wanted, but he shook his head. "No."
"It's oka-…"
"No!" he said firmly. He stroked Gray's cheek, smiling at the offer, truly happy that he was facing a fear just to please him. "Thank you, but I don't want to freak you out."
"But—"
Natsu snapped over his protest, "I'm trying to show you that I don't need it, okay? Sheesh, you stubborn-headed popsicle!"
Gray pulled his hand back. He picked up his necklace and poked at the finger again until the scab broke. With a flinch, he stabbed the dull pendant in deeper. Blood began to snake down his fingertip.
"Gray…"
"It's me doing it to myself, so it's fine," he said, giving the Dragon Slayer a cold stare. He looked down at the blood dripping out, then thrust his hand toward Natsu. "Lick it up," he ordered, blushing as he realized he was willingly making himself bleed more and … he didn't really mind!
Natsu eyed him with uncertainty, but Gray's pinched brow showed that he was being serious. Natsu lifted the finger and sniffed the dripping blood. It smelled metallic and sweet. He licked the snaking drip. Delicious! Hungrily, he thrust the bloody finger into his mouth. Natsu groaned at the taste, now so much more of it. It was not as much as that first day when he lost control, but he could really taste the blood now compared to the tiny pinprick.
"Does it taste good?" Gray asked warily, watching Natsu's lips slide up and down, sometimes with a red streak of blood to them.
"Mm-hmm!" Natsu hummed in gustatory delight. He pulled his mouth back and looked at the blood now on the sword pendant. "Why did you do that?"
Gray gave a mild shrug. "Wanted to," he said, not really understanding it himself. He just knew that he wanted Natsu to enjoy himself. By the way his mouth quickly returned to the bleeding finger, he liked what Gray did, even if he wanted to scold him.
Gray moaned deeply as he felt that wet mouth swallow his finger, only to pull back. He watched as the pleasure from that taste made Natsu's cheeks flush, just like drinking strong wine. Gray felt himself getting harder and reached down to lightly palm himself.
"Do that," Natsu ordered sharply. "Touch yourself as I lick your blood."
Hearing Natsu making demands sent a shiver through Gray's muscles. He pulled his boxers off and watched to see if Natsu would look down there. He didn't! His eyes were firmly focused on Gray's face. He wanted to watch every flinch of pleasure, every squint of his eyes and biting of his lips … every facial expression. What Gray was doing was not as important as how good he felt doing it. Gray stroked himself, but he was suddenly self-conscious about how his face reacted. By just the third stroke, he knew his brow was tensing.
Natsu stared down at him, and those green eyes devoured everything. Gray felt that they were far more erotic than what his hand was doing. His gaze locked onto Natsu's, a battle to see who would turn away first, like any other petty challenge between them.
Natsu watched Gray, seeing if this was all right. The blood slathered onto his tongue, so good he moaned; however, he did not want Gray to be scared of the idea of licking blood. He kept gazing into those unflinching eyes. Gray was trapped in a staring contest with him, but Natsu just wanted to see every badly restrained pleasure wracking over his lover's face.
Gray wanted that mouth down below, to feel Natsu's lips on his cock. Being denied that was infuriating. Only feeling it vicariously frustrated him. He wanted it. He wanted it … so badly!
Gray lost. His eyes broke away from their silent staring contest as his body drew up and his neck arched with a wail. "Natsuuuuu!"
Natsu's mouth sucked on the finger more vigorously, and Gray's hand stroked faster … faster…
"That's what I like to taste," Natsu said in an illicitly low voice. He sucked the finger and moaned. "It's getting so sweet. Delicious." He leaned over so close, Gray was forced to stare up into those eyes. "Gimme more! Give me what I wanna taste."
It all shattered. That demanding tone broke everything down, and Gray cried out in defeat and ecstasy. Natsu sucked his finger, but he could not help it anymore. He bit. Not hard, but enough to pinch the skin and let the blood flow. Those hormones, the flood of sweetness, flowed strongly through Gray's blood as he shot out, splattering his torso.
Natsu kept licking, savoring the way that sweetness dwindled, but a whole new taste flowed in. He heard Gray breathing heavily, dazed and probably feeling closest to heaven as two demons like them could get. Natsu's eyes went tender as he saw the flush of arousal recede and watched his lover lingering in that sense of bliss.
Natsu gave the finger one last lick. Then he reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a tissue. He wrapped Gray's bleeding finger in that for now. Then he slid down and licked the spilled cum, cleaning his mate.
Gray's eyes finally opened and looked down at Natsu lapping up the mess. He was so thorough about it, smelling for every drop and not letting any go to waste. He cradled the flaccid penis and licked it gently, merely cleaning it up. Still, the heat of Natsu's mouth made Gray jolt.
Natsu finally leaned up, hovered over Gray's body, and smiled down at him. "Are you better now, idiot?" he asked in a playful tone. "Sorry I actually bit your finger, after I promised I wouldn't."
"N-No, it's … it's fine." He looked over to the finger wrapped in tissue. "It didn't hurt much at all."
"I think you were well distracted," Natsu teased slyly. "I'll get a cloth to clean you better." He climbed off the bed and stood.
"Natsu!" Gray froze after calling out to him. Leaving it like this felt so one-sided. "Do you want me to … um…"
"Not tonight," Natsu said in understanding. "I want to feel it linger tonight, but that's all."
That again! "Then maybe I'll just touch you a little as you fall asleep."
Natsu smiled at the offer and walked away. He returned with a warm cloth and wiped clean everything. He applied a little antibacterial cream to the bitten finger and wrapped a bandage around it. Then he curled himself around Gray, holding him in warm arms that always felt so protective.
"Is this okay?" Natsu asked.
"You're hot," the ice wizard grumbled.
"I know I'm hot!"
"Shut up!" Gray relaxed in that summery embrace. "This is good," he sighed as sleepiness washed over him. How could he have possibly thought that Natsu would purposely hurt him? He felt Natsu licking his neck and lightly thrusting his half-arousal up against Gray's butt. "What the hell are you doing?" he mumbled sleepily.
"Just licking. Your sweat tastes even better now."
"You're humping me like a dog."
"Well—" Natsu pushed himself up to gaze around those muscular shoulders to Gray's face. "—I am your bitch."
Gray gawked back at him. Natsu dived down, licked Gray's cheek, and swiftly pulled back up with a wide grin. Quietly, Gray chuckled. Just like that, the dominant-Natsu returned to being the pet dragon, and Gray was kainushi once again.
"You're incredible," Gray muttered in exhaustion.
Natsu kissed him on the neck and curled back down against his back. "I love you too." He lay in bed, smelling the pheromones and sometimes licking the sweat on Gray's skin. The night was silent, but Natsu's mind was noisy with a persistently nagging thought. "Um, Gray?"
"I'm trying to sleep," he groaned.
Natsu squeezed him as he stuttered through the words. "Y-You took me to see your parents' graves. I liked going there. I … well … I kinda want to do something like that as well. Igneel doesn't have a memorial or a headstone or anything, so … what if I take you to where I grew up?"
Gray rolled over to look at him. "Do you mean where you lived with Igneel?"
"Yeah! I mean, it's not anything fancy. We obviously didn't live in a village, and we didn't have a real house."
"Where did you live?"
Natsu smiled awkwardly. "You might not believe me."
"Try me. Did you live in a cave or something?"
"Y-Yeah … a cave, in a … a mountain…" He hesitated, then nervously added in a rush, "…that just so happened to be a volcano."
Gray's eyes widened. "A what?"
"No, it's fine," Natsu insisted. "Well, it's still technically active, but it's never erupted. Well, not a lot … maybe a little bit once in a while. You know, like volcano burps."
This sounded like one hell of a dangerous childhood, but then again he hardly expected less from Natsu. "It's safe, right?"
"Yeah! Yeah, definitely, totally safe," Natsu promised. "At least, our side of the mountain was normally safe from lava flows. Except that one eruption when I was eight, but that was totally a freak thing … and maybe partly my fault," he added reluctantly. "Other than that, totally safe."
Gray's scarred eyebrow was lifted high. "Natsu, you're not exactly making this sound pleasant."
"No, really, it was awesome there. We had a sauna and our own private hot spring and everything. Igneel made it really nice, and after that one time I sorta-kinda-maybe set off the magma, he made sure that if it ever erupted like that again, the lava would never reach the cave. It's totally safe. Really! Or … it was. I haven't been back home since the time I left to search for Igneel." His eyes drifted off with childhood memories of pain and sadness, augmented by the truth he now knew, which only made the pain burn more. Then he shook his head and grinned. "But I'm sure it's still safe. Igneel wanted to make sure a human could live there in comfort. And … and I really wanna take you there," he mumbled petulantly with a blush. "I wanna show you where I grew up."
Gray chuckled at how adorable he looked, so eager and yet anxious. "Fine."
Natsu brightened up. "Yeah?" he cried out.
"Sure. I showed you the snowy village where I grew up, so … show me your volcano."
Natsu bounced in bed with excitement. "Cool!"
Gray rolled back over. "Now, get some sleep."
Natsu wrapped around him again, squeezing tightly.
"Idiot! Don't crush me."
"I'm just really happy," Natsu said joyfully, snuggling against Gray's back.
Gray smiled privately, glad his face was turned away so Natsu could not see the flush of happiness in his cheeks. "Idiot," he said softly, feeling lucky to have this a crazy fireball as his lover.
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