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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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Fan art by shiruke-lightheart of Natsu and Gray as a maid and butler: http://shiruke-lightheart.tumblr.com/post/151579323428
Audio drama: http://chirb.it/BNq89D
This chapter was supposed to be finished by Halloween, but it became too long. Then I took my traditional one-month break from fanfiction to participate in NaNoWriMo. (I won... barely!)
Chapter 59
A Butler and a Maid
Natsu sat in his therapist's office, staring down at a scab on his knuckles from a mission the team had gone on a couple of days earlier.
"So, it's been a month. Are things still going well with Gray?"
"Yeah, we're doing great," he assured in a chirpy tone.
"The flashbacks?"
Natsu flinched, although this was a subject that got brought up every session. "They still happen. We're finding ways to deal with it, ways to keep me in the present and not slip into bad memories." He did not mention that Gray now liked to have Natsu look out a window while they fucked.
"Are you two still into kinks?"
His cheeks flushed. "Y-Yeah. We do stuff sometimes." Then he muttered, "Not as often, though."
"Oh?" The therapist picked up on that right away. "Is something bothering you? Are you unsatisfied?"
"No! N-No, just … we … Gray, he's … he's been trying something for himself, something I guess he needs. He keeps trying to be really gentle. I mean, the sex is awesome, he's still a kinky bastard, but … I sort of miss some of the things we used to do. The rougher things."
The therapist jotted this down. "Such as?"
"Sheesh, are you going to get aroused again when I tell you about our sex life? Because that was awkward as hell when I told you about Lucy and Loke."
"What are the sorts of things you miss? This might shed some light into your personal progress so far. And I will try to remain unaffected."
He slouched back with a pout. "Fine. It's not that the sex is bad; it's actually better than ever. Gray's tender side really makes it sweeter, I guess. It's just … weird. I can't even put my finger on it. I want him to be cold with me. Instead, he's adoring me. Even as he paddles me or ties me up, he's incredibly gentle immediately afterward. It was awesome the first few weeks, but now … I just wanna feel that same thrill as before. Like, he used to push my limits, acting really cold and unaffected, although I knew he was aroused as hell; I could smell it. I liked that! Now, we haven't tried anything new. Everything we do is something we've done many times before. Safe things."
"Such as?"
Natsu figured, he might as well tell it all if it could help him figure this out. "Lately, his idea of public humiliation is slamming me against the window and fucking me so hard, I see people look up trying to figure out which apartment the noise is coming from. He makes me watch them and describe them. We did that once, right after the volcano vacation, and suddenly, that's how he wants to do it almost all the time. He said it's because I panic less when I'm focused on watching people. I don't want that, though. I want to … to lose myself in a fantasy, not remain in the moment."
"So, Gray makes you watch people while you make love to keep you in the moment?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Does it stave off the flashbacks?"
"Well, y-yeah."
"Deeper fantasies trigger flashbacks, do they not?"
Natsu began to pick at the scab again and mumbled, "I guess."
"But that's what you want. You miss when he would act cold and push you. You liked edging toward that dangerous area in your mind."
"I … well … I guess so," he admitted quietly.
The therapist tapped his pencil on the chart. "Do you want a flashback, Natsu?"
"No!" he cried out, but then he cringed down in his seat. "…Maybe? I hate them, they scare me to death, but I feel like now, we're avoiding the issue."
"It's not so much avoiding the issue, but avoiding a catastrophe. He's hoping to keep you from having a flashback. He feels it's safer for you, and he's probably right. Why do you want one?"
"I don't. If I was totally fine and didn't have them at all, that would be awesome. I still get them, though. Every time. But they're brief. Too brief. Back then, I felt like I could work through things while in them. Now, I'm yanked back into the moment so quickly, I can't face what I did. It feels like retreating in front of an enemy, and I hate that."
"Is it just the fantasy you need, or the return to your past?"
"I … I don't know. The escape always came with flashbacks."
"I'm trying to figure out if what you crave is a sexual fantasy to take you away from daily stress, or if you're craving the thrill of delving deeper into your past. If it's the later, we could do that in this office without using sex. We could even try hypnosis to help you face the past in a safe setting. I'll pencil that in as an option to discuss at your next appointment. If it's a sexual fantasy—"
"No way am I doing that with you," shouted Natsu.
"I'm pretty sure my wife would divorce me and I'd lose my license to practice psychology for using sex on my patients as a treatment. I meant—"
"No! I'll face it with Gray."
"Using sex?"
"That's what works," Natsu insisted.
"Do you want to use Gray to battle those memories while in the middle of having sex?"
"I'm not using him," he shouted in rage.
"You don't want to face that issue with me, through hypnosis or other safe techniques. You want Gray to use your time together having sex to handle that darkness."
"I feel safe with Gray—"
"You're using him!" the therapist said, raising his voice.
Natsu looked shocked, then stumped, shaking his head in protest.
The therapist removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "I apologize for shouting, but you are, by far, the most stubborn patient I've ever had in my years as a psychological therapist. I'll be blunt and honest, since I think that's the only approach you respond to. It's something that's bothered me from the beginning, but I felt you were not ready to hear it. You've made so much progress though, I think you're ready to see just how you're using him. This issue especially shows how bad it's gotten."
Natsu bit his lip. Was he using Gray? No way!
"You say sex is better than ever, you're enjoying it, he's enjoying it, but you're not getting flashbacks, and that disturbs you. You grew so used to suffering from the mental anguish of having them, not suffering feels wrong. It's like you crave that mental torture as punishment for daring to experience physical pleasure. Rather than simply enjoying sex for the sake of two people bonding on an intimate level, you want to plunge into darkness, and you want to use Gray as a means of sinking into that abyss and pulling you back out. We could do the same thing here, safely without any physical touching, but you refuse."
"I don't like the idea of being hypnotized," Natsu grumbled.
"But you like the idea of having a flashback during sex, even though Gray is doing all he can to prevent that from happening, likely because he's worried for you and doesn't feel qualified to deal with your emotional breakdowns, and quite frankly, he's not qualified at all. Why would you want that anguish that Gray is trying so hard to prevent?"
Natsu hugged his arms and pulled into the corner of the couch. "I … I don't know. I just want to lose myself in the fantasy. That was the main fun of sex between us for a long time, escaping into a world that was just our own, but how we're doing things, I can't. He forces me right back into Magnolia. I can't … dig deep … sink away … be somewhere else for a few minutes."
The therapist tapped his pen on Natsu's chart again, glancing through his notes. "This isn't my realm of expertise, but could you two try something that allows you to escape into a fantasy while keeping present in the moment?"
Natsu's head tilted to the side. "Huh?"
"Roleplay, for instance. He could still force you to do something that will keep you grounded in the moment, but you could escape into the fantasy of the role."
"Like, pretending to be a dog? Because we tried that once. I didn't too much like it."
"Maybe human roles? As I said, this is not my field. I'm a psychologist, not a sex therapist. I'm more concerned with why you feel such a strong need to escape. You shouldn't use sex to do that. Escaping into fantasy can be nice from time to time, but using sex to escape from your issues can be dangerously addictive, especially for people with as many issues as you two. You're showing signs of that addiction, Natsu. You're like a man with alcoholism given a weak beer and instantly craves hard whiskey."
Natsu shivered at being faced with that. Addiction? He remembered accusing Gray of being addicted to sex, and he had been working with a therapist on that issue. Had Natsu grown just as addicted, but to the heart-pounding terror of the flashbacks that sex elicited?
"So, should I not have sex? I'm confused."
"Sex for pleasure is absolutely fine. My worry is that one of you may use sex for non-pleasurable reasons. You may want to be beaten purely because you feel disgusted with yourself, or Gray may want to beat you out of anger issues with his own limitations. When sex is done for these sorts of darker reasons, and not to treat one another in mutual pleasure, the lines between BDSM and abuse blur. You may end up diving too far into the darkness, and that person you were in the past could emerge at the worst time."
"I think I get it," Natsu said with a frown. "It's like when I fucked Gray while he was a woman."
"He was … what?"
"Yeah," Natsu said, not noticing the shock on the therapist's face. "It was … dark. I honestly stopped caring about whether or not he liked it. He never said no but … I felt like a part of me wanted to rape Gray. I don't ever want to do that again."
"Wait, Gray was a woman? Is he transgender?"
"What? No. It was magic, for a mission we did. He was transformed into a woman, and I had boobs although my dick only shrank a bit. He had a full vagina, so we fucked while he was changed."
The therapist set the chart aside and rubbed out his eyes again. "This is why I charge wizards double."
Across Town
Gray sat in his therapist's office, mindlessly rubbing a rash on his arm from where some wizard with plant magic had used poison ivy vines against him. It was his bad luck that the attack came after he had stripped so his skin was fully exposed to the plant.
A prim woman with pale orange hair and half-rim glasses sat in a chair in front of him with a folder in her hands. "It's been a month since you and Natsu made up. How are things going?"
"Pretty good," he muttered.
She gazed at him from over the rim of her glasses. "Trouble?"
He leaned back on the reclined couch. From the salt rock lamps to the tiny water fountain trickling over rocks in the corner, the room was designed to put a patient at ease. She even kept it cold for him. Gray really liked simply sitting in the office. He felt safe here, and he knew he could talk openly.
"I keep getting a feeling like Natsu isn't satisfied. I'm doing what feels comfortable, what I know from experience won't trigger him. I took your advice, found a way to ground him in the moment, and it seemed to work. He still tenses up sometimes, he still wants to be tied up out of fear, but he hasn't had a full-blown flashback this whole month."
"That's good, and it's kind of you to rein yourself in for his sake."
"Yeah, but … he keeps looking like he's disappointed afterward. Like when we're cleaning up after sex, when he thinks I'm not looking, he gets this pout, and I know that pout. I try to be even more attentive, more conscious of aftercare, but that's not it. It's like, maybe the sex was good, but he wasn't fully satisfied. I don't even know what to do. I'm terrified of pushing his limits and triggering something. I don't want to fuck this up again, but now, I feel like I might be screwing up by not giving him enough. I don't know the boundaries, and I'm too scared to test them."
"Sometimes, love is about taking risks," she told him. "It's also about communication. Have you directly asked him?"
"Yeah, I ask if he's all right, if what we did was okay, and he's suddenly all smiles again."
"Perhaps you're asking the wrong thing. Realize, Natsu is likely just as worried about losing you as you are about losing him. He may not want to complain. He has a traumatic past, and you're being sensitive about that, but it might be that he's picking up on that hesitancy. You've described him as being able to smell your feelings."
"I swear, that damn nose of his is better than any detective in the world."
"Perhaps he smells your fear, and that's not allowing him to fully enjoy intimacy. Realizing you're trying to prevent triggering the past very well may remind him of that past."
Gray sighed, staring up at the ceiling. "Shit. I don't know how to help him."
"It shouldn't be your responsibility."
"It is," he shouted. "As a dominant, it is my responsibility that he is satisfied and safe."
"I thought you two weren't going to play at dominant and submissive."
Gray scowled, still naturally feeling that role and all it entailed. "I want to keep him safe, but … but I don't know how to satisfy him."
She smiled gently. "It sounds like you two need couples counseling on top of this."
"Che! If you know someone who can handle two BDSM gay wizards with issues like ours, I'd consider it."
"Not in Magnolia," she chuckled. "I do highly recommend that you talk to him. Ask him to decide what you do. I know it's hard for you to give up control, but perhaps set a day when you allow him to call the shots. Observe what he wants. If you want to remain in your BDSM roles, you could try forcing him to say his desires. It can be quite humiliating to say such things out loud. You remain in a dominant stance, but he has total control to push his own boundaries."
Gray worried about that set-up. "What if he pushes himself too far?"
"Be ready to catch him. He may need to push himself. It's possible that he doesn't know his own limits, and being held back is irking his need for adventure."
Gray barked out a laugh. "Damn, that's exactly like Natsu."
"Gray, please remember this," she said sternly. "If he has a flashback, it's not that you failed him. You are not responsible for healing Natsu. You are not at fault for every trigger that affects him. We've talked about this."
"Yeah," he grumbled. "It's just … hard … not to feel that need to protect him."
"You're a very caring boyfriend," she praised, "but don't stifle him. Allow him to explore his own needs. Protect him when he finds those areas of darkness, work through them together, but don't feel you must shelter him from everything. Don't blame yourself for those crimes of the past."
"I know," he muttered. They had gone over his issue of blaming himself many times. "I have some good news, though. I found a way to express myself to him."
"Oh?" she asked with interest.
"I tell him, I adore you. He seems to like it."
"Oh Gray, that's sweet! You're making some real progress. Shall we try your exercises now?"
She pulled out a picture and handed it to him. Gray looked at the image of Natsu smiling in his playful way.
"I love you," he said to the image.
"More directly," the therapist lectured.
With a bolder tone, he said, "I love you, Natsu." His throat clenched a little, but not as bad as when they first began this exercise.
"Close your eyes now."
His eyes shut. "I love you."
"Try it once more. Really imagine him here in this room."
He relaxed his mind and pictured Natsu standing in front of him. He wanted to say these words one day. Even though Natsu knew, even though he could say I adore you, he wanted to get over this fear. He wanted to tell him directly!
"I love you, Natsu."
"Thanks, Gray."
Gray gasped at the voice and bolted up in a panic. For a second, there was darkness, screams, and he swore he smelled smoke. His heart nearly stopped in terror. It took a few seconds for him to see through the foggy darkness and realize he was still in the counseling room with the therapist holding up a voice recorder lacrima.
"Sorry," she said, putting the recorder aside. "I asked Natsu to say a few things. I thought it might help."
Gray rubbed out his chest as he felt his heart hammering against his ribs. "Shit!" he panted. His breathing was hard, like after a battle, and magic buzzed in his hands, ready for a fight. He realized part of the couch had frosted over.
"Can you tell me what happened just now?"
Gray screamed at her, "I thought he was fucking here, in this room, that's what!"
"You're panicking," she pointed out.
"Hell yeah, I am!"
"You're fine saying it."
"Not to him, dammit!"
"Calm down. What happened?"
Gray rubbed his face as he felt his nerves shaking. "I don't know. I thought maybe you sneaked him in, and then … the smoke … the screams … my mother's last words." He covered his ears with his hands. "It's still ringing in my head."
"My apologies. It looks like we have a way to go."
Gray sank back in the reclined couch and looked away. "Yeah … a long way," he whispered, feeling like he was farther and farther away from that goal.
A Few Days Later
"Seriously!" shouted Lucy. "Who's idea was this?"
Levy patted her shoulder. "It's Gajeel's birthday. It was his wish to have a costume party."
"This!" Lucy waved down at the matching bunny costumes both she and Levy wore. "This is not a costume. It's a perverted man living out a fetish."
Levy blushed and shrugged apologetically.
Erza walked up to them in an even more provocative version of the rabbit outfit. "I rather like the idea of someone getting to pick which costumes we wear. Besides, you could have picked something else to wear, Lucy. Gajeel only said the women should dress as bunnies. He didn't say you had to wear a sexy bunny outfit. Look at Juvia."
She waved over. Juvia had opted to take Gajeel's birthday wish and twist it. She wore a full furry rabbit costume. Lisanna had also twisted his demand and magically changed herself to have rabbit ears and paws, while remaining normal otherwise. Wendy wore a jumper with a rabbit printed on it. Mira put on a headband with rabbit ears but wore her usual dress.
Lucy blushed brighter. "Does that mean only the three of us actually dress in sexy bunny outfits? I feel so stupid now."
"At least it's better than the guys," Levy said, gazing around the guild hall.
Gajeel's birthday wish was to have a costume party, but he got to pick the costumes. It had been met with terror for everyone. He, at least, seemed to think it was brilliant. Whereas he kept the women's outfits simple—dress like bunnies—he got elaborate and humiliating with the men in the guild, and already many were planning vicious ways to pay him back.
Laxus wore a massive diaper and pouted churlishly as he chomped on a giant pacifier. Freed had to dress up as a mother, with a dress, an apron, and his hair pulled over one shoulder in the motherly side plait. Since he constantly stood by Laxus' side, it made him look like a green-haired parent watching over an overgrown, cranky baby. Elfman was dressed up as a massive fairy in a ballerina tutu, scowling as Evergreen could not stop laughing. Max was dressed as a servant girl and held onto his broom defiantly. Jet and Droy were in full-body green tights with massive sunflowers around their heads, and Levy kept giggling every time she saw them.
Poor Natsu, though.
"Natsu got it worst, I think," Lucy admitted quietly, although he could probably hear all the whispers about him.
Gajeel had been specific about Natsu and Gray. Gray had to dress up as a butler, which was the most normal out of all the male costumes; however, Gajeel had specified that under the butler outfit would be something humiliating, yet no one knew what. It was enough so that an hour had passed, and Gray had not taken off any clothing.
Natsu, though, had to wear a sexy maid outfit with high heels and his hair in pigtails. The Dragon Slayer held his feather duster in a death grip through the party, but Gray seemed well-amused. Many caught him and Gajeel sharing a wink. Definitely, they had worked together to set this up.
Natsu's frustration was not just due to the outfit, though.
Earlier That Morning
"Are you serious? Gajeel wants what?"
"It's his birthday wish," Gray said with a shrug. "Remember Laxus' birthday wish when we were kids?"
"We never speak of that day," Natsu said with a grimace.
"Gotta admit, it was hilarious."
"Still, what the hell is that metal-head thinking, making me dress in a maid outfit? What kind of pervert likes that sort of thing?"
Gray had a devious smile. "It could be nice." He stepped up to the enraged Dragon Slayer and traced his cheek. "I definitely wouldn't mind."
"Of course you would," Natsu shouted. He blushed and turned away. "Pervy stripper."
"Hey, do you … um … maybe want to make something of this?"
Natsu spun around in surprise. "Make … something?"
Gray stepped up even closer. "I want to do something special. With you."
He gulped hard. "L-Like what?"
"For starters, I want you to wear the chastity belt. I wouldn't want you getting hard while wearing a tiny skirt. No one gets to see you erect but me."
Natsu felt a shiver already. He had been wanting Gray to do more in their relationship than average bedroom kinks. This was it!
Gray traced along Natsu's throat, watching his vein pulse quicker. "I wouldn't mind seeing you in women's underwear too. Some lacy panties, a tiny bra, maybe have you wear garters for your stockings. Mmh, I'd like that."
"Pervert," Natsu moaned, panting at the cold touches.
Gray leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Now, you pick something."
Natsu froze. Him? Pick some kink?
Gray watched with interest. His therapist had recommended letting Natsu pick more in their play. Gray was honestly curious what he might choose.
Natsu thought about it. His mind whirled with erotic possibilities. Perhaps the collar … no, he had panicked wearing the collar in public. Gray already picked panties. What else?
"Maybe … I don't know what they're called. One of those things, those eggs. They go inside you and … and they vibrate."
Gray's cock twitched already. "You want to use one of those in public?"
"Just don't turn it on."
"Then what's the point?"
Natsu blushed with embarrassment. "Knowing it's there, knowing you could turn it on … that would be enough."
Gray felt his heart racing. "Maybe afterward?"
"After the party … maybe we could go somewhere else and … and use it."
Gray almost needed to rub out the ache in his pants. "Shit, Natsu."
"Bad?" he asked worriedly.
"No! That's an incredible idea. Damn, so hot."
Natsu sidled up to him, devious and confident now. "Maybe after the party, we can go to your place…" He dragged his finger over Gray's lower lip. "… and play butler and maid. I wouldn't mind polishing your candlestick."
Gray suddenly slammed Natsu down against the couch. He lurched on top of Natsu and pinned his wrists above his head.
Natsu laughed slyly with a seductive glint in his eyes. "Easy there. Save it for later."
Gray backed off, but he had a devilish smile. Oooh yes! This was going to be an incredible costume party.
Present Time
Natsu knew no one could see. He knew the anal love egg was completely hidden, and as for the chastity belt…
Well, that was a problem.
The women's panties Gray got for him were thin. The maid outfit skirt was short. More than one guild mate had teasingly flipped up his skirt and broke into peals of laughter at the bright pink lacy panties.
Luckily, they had only seen the buttocks. The trouble was up front.
The thin material of the panties did not fully hide the plastic cock cage with its small metal padlock. Pressed up against the satin and lace, the vents were visible as straight lines that were unnatural to a penis, and the padlock was outlined for anyone to see. That meant Natsu was even more aware of the kinky device under his skirt, and the fear of humiliation was amplified almost to his own mental breaking point.
So he sat at a table, he crushed the feather duster to keep from trembling, and he dared not get up without a reason, in case someone flipped the front of his skirt next.
He had whispered to Gray about his fear. Rather than leave him alone to suffer with it, Gray stayed right next to him. When Gajeel called Natsu over to pour some tea for him, calling him "Miss Maid," Gray followed right behind him. His excuse was that, as the butler, he had to make sure the maid did any duties properly. The guild laughed that Gray was just using it as an excuse to watch Natsu being humiliated, and he let them think so. In reality, he was protecting Natsu from the perverts in the guild who thought flipping up a skirt was good for laughs. He intercepted attempts, and the few who got a flip in through magic, like a blast of air or a trick of telekinesis, Gray yanked the skirt back down and glared in a cold gaze of a jealous boyfriend.
The guild members quickly realized, for how funny it was to see the Dragon Slayer in a maid outfit, he was still someone's boyfriend, and they had to respect that.
"Oh Miss Maid!" Gajeel called out again. "Show time."
Natsu gulped hard. "Wh-What? What the hell are you talking about, metal-head?"
Gajeel grabbed his guitar and strode up to the stage. Lights dimmed, a spotlight shined on him, and he strummed a few chords.
"This is a song I wrote just for today, a birthday song called Old as Iron, Hard as Steel. Bunnies!"
With a resigned sigh, Lucy and Levy came up to the stage behind him, ready to dance.
"And now … Miss Maid."
Natsu shook his head. His heart was pounding. Up in front of everyone, knowing what was barely even concealed under such a short skirt…
"Get up here, you coward!"
No matter what, Natsu was not going to let Gajeel get away with calling him a coward. Gray grabbed hold of his wrist, seeing that stubborn gaze Natsu too often got. Natsu patted his arm in reassurance. His pride was now on the line. He was no coward!
Natsu went up onto the stage, hardly a picture of grace. Gajeel chuckled to himself.
"Gihihi! You dance between the two bunnies. They'll show you the moves."
Natsu moved over to Lucy and Levy. He felt slightly better. At least this way, all eyes would probably be more on the pretty girls.
"Oh, thank goodness," Lucy whispered. "At least the focus won't be on us."
Natsu panicked at that. What did she mean? The audience would watch the girls more, right?
Then he realized, the guild had seen Lucy and Levy in this sort of situation many times before. Girls in bunny suits? Been there, done that! A Dragon Slayer in a maid outfit? That was new. The attention would be on him, probably even more than on Gajeel, who was now strumming an opening riff to his song.
"Okay, Natsu," said Levy. "Watch me and Lucy. The dance is simple."
He had seen it before while in the audience, usually laughing at how ridiculous Lucy looked. Now he was on the stage, and those laughs were aimed at him.
He saw Lucy and Levy start up, a simple dance, and he tried to follow. Twice to the left, twice to the right, hands up, hip shake, kick…
He froze with his ankle barely raised for the kick. If he kicked straight up like Lucy and Levy, his little skirt would flip, and most definitely everyone would see what was caged up front.
Out in the audience, Gray had been laughing with the rest until that kick. He saw Natsu freeze with a sudden look of panic. To the rest of the guild, they laughed even more, but Gray sprung up, ready to stop the performance.
He weaved his way to the stage, but by then Natsu had managed to move past that and onto the next part of the dance routine. Gray stood directly below. From down here, Natsu really was almost exposed. Turning around, the skirt flipped up almost high enough to see. Turning his back to the audience and bending over, there was a clear panty shot of his butt, and the crowd roared with laughs. Then the three turned back to face the audience again and began to repeat the routine.
Gray watched with a sense of dread. Natsu kept moving, but he looked mortified. It was not noticed, because Lucy and Levy looked equally humiliated. Twice to the left, twice to the right, hands up, hip shake, kick…
Natsu froze up again, his leg barely raised, and he missed the next three moves. Gray saw he was close to panicking, so he cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed out over the music.
"Hey, Miss Maid! Nice ass! But you make a fuck-ugly girl. Maybe next time you should wear lipstick."
The fear left, and Natsu's fists flared up. "What was that, icicle-dick?"
Gajeel scowled over. "Hey, you're ruining my song."
Natsu leaped off the stage, fists aimed at Gray, who easily dodged. He also threw a punch, which was weak enough for Natsu to catch. The fight was a total sham. They aimed purposely so neither would hit. It was enough, though. They brawled and pulled on hair, slowly edging away from the stage.
"Thank you," Natsu whispered as Gray's fist sailed right past his cheek.
"I just didn't want them to see what's mine," Gray replied quietly as Natsu's fist hit his stomach but with no extra momentum. He still pretended to double over. "You're too sexy like this. I don't want anyone getting ideas."
Natsu grabbed around Gray, pulling his hair and making it look like he was about to throw him, but his mouth went to Gray's ear. "Yellow," he whispered.
"Hit me for real. I'll attack you back, then we'll get out. Play along."
Natsu carried through with the throw followed by a body slam. Gray knew it was weakly done, but it had to look real to anyone else. Gray leaped up and got Natsu into a choking headlock. However, as soon as he got into the hold, he bolted backwards and reached behind him.
"Ahhhh! Stupid bra! Damn you, Gajeel. What sort of pervert are you, demanding I wear a bra under this?"
The guild burst into laughs. "Is that why he's not stripping? A bra!"
"Stupid piece of… This fight isn't over, sulfur-breath." Still reaching behind him as if holding his hidden bra together, Gray stomped off to the back rooms.
Natsu followed him. "Hey, don't you run away, jerk."
"Take it outside," Mira chimed in.
They heard Gajeel continue with his birthday song as they went into a hall and to one of the many storage rooms.
Everyone knew the stories about these storage rooms. Probably half the guild had used them for a quick and dirty fuck. He was tempted—oh so tempted—to use them. Not for sex, he did not want to get caught. They had really risked things last time they were in here. (Damn, that was a long time ago!) Still, there was a lot they could do without getting too kinky.
"Gray?"
He jolted and wondered if Natsu would ask him for a repeat of that time. Natsu had been wild, needy, desperate for Gray's touch. It had enthralled Gray so much so that he broke his own rule against visible public kinkiness.
"Can you…"
His breath caught. What would Natsu request? What did he desire?
"… maybe … hold me?"
Gray's mind went blank. Hold? Him?
"That … it was … almost too much. I almost panicked. I don't … I feel … sheesh, I can't even explain it." Natsu looked frustrated, although the tiny pout was utterly adorable. "I'm not … myself. I don't feel right. I don't know what it is, but … I need…"
"I get it," he cut in. "Come here."
Gray pulled Natsu into a hug and caressed his hair. Natsu sank into his arms. He always felt safe in this embrace, and the shivers of humiliation soothed away as Gray stroked his fingers through his hair.
With a pout, he grumbled, "Gajeel's a pervert."
"He's doing it for laughs, not to be kinky."
"Well, you're a pervert. I'd probably be fine if I was wearing briefs under this skirt."
"Do you need to take the cock cage off?"
"It'd help, but where would we put it?"
Gray realized he was right. It wasn't like he could shove something like that into his pocket. It was hard plastic, and the shape was suspicious no matter how he might try to hid it. He tried to think. Was there somewhere in the guild he could hide it? Not safely. How about…?
"I could wear it."
Natsu's face shot straight up to him with massive eyes. "Seriously?"
"If it's no good for you, that's the only choice. I don't want you to panic, so if this is too much … I mean, at least I'm wearing trousers," he said, waving down at the butler costume. "It's not like I'm really using it as a chastity device. It's the only safe way to bring it home with us, right?"
"But … you'd wear it? For real?"
Natsu's enthralled face amused him, and Gray smirked. "Oh? Do you like that idea?"
His cheeks went bright pink. "M-Maybe?"
"Then we'll do a wardrobe exchange in the restroom." He nuzzled Natsu's hair and whispered into his ear, "I don't mind wearing the cock cage. At least you've got that remote controlled vibrating egg in you."
Natsu hid his face down. Damn him for reminding him of that!
"It would have been funny if I had turned it on while you were on stage."
Natsu sat up sharply. "Gray!"
He traced Natsu's jaw down to the chin and tilted it up. Gray stared at him with a lowered, sadistic gaze. "I have the remote in my pocket. I could turn it on right now, feel you squirm on my lap, watch you lose yourself to the pleasure without me even touching you."
"Screw you!"
"I bet I could get you to come in those little satin panties."
"You better not!"
"It's highly tempting."
Natsu cringed away. "Seriously, Gray. No."
"I won't," he promised, seeing that his teasing was going too far. "You need to be held, right?" Gray clutched Natsu back into his embrace. "I'll just hold you, but I want you to know how tempted I am."
Natsu bit his lip and blushed. He had to admit, he was a little tempted as well, but mentally he was still shaken. They sat on a sack of flour, with Natsu on Gray's lap. He rested his head on Gray's chest and closed his eyes, calming himself after the embarrassment.
Thoughts of kinks melted from Gray's mind as he cradled Natsu on his lap. They had pushed things to Natsu's limits, yet he had been in full control. It was something he wanted, yet it involved the kinks Gray craved. Somehow, that was … satisfying.
So now, Gray could enjoy this little moment with his boyfriend. He leaned on Natsu's head and kissed his hair. Natsu hummed in sleepy contentment.
"Ah-ha!"
The storage room door burst open with a kick. Cana stood in the doorway, looking smug.
"I knew you two sneaked off for a storage room romp. What are you doing? Maybe I'll let this go without telling anyone."
Gray glared in annoyance. "We're cuddling. Is that seriously a crime?"
"Cuddling?" She looked disgusted at the idea. "Seriously? Come on, he's wearing that skirt," she said, pointing to the maid outfit. "Don't tell me your hands aren't all over him."
Natsu shouted, "Gray's not like that. Just because I'm in a skirt, do you think that means we're gonna bang each other right here in the guild? Do you really think Gray is that stupid? He's hugging me, I'm cuddling him, we're not doing anything improper. We just don't want to be all lovey-dovey in front of everyone."
Cana crossed her arms and pouted. "Seriously? Nothing? You're not even copping a feel? Dammit, I was hoping to finally catch you two. You're too pure. I mean, don't you guys fuck?"
"Cana!" yelled Gray.
"I know you do, but seriously, you're like innocent boyfriends in the guild. No banging in the storage rooms, no sloppy make-outs in the halls, you barely even hold hands and kiss. It's infuriating."
"What, are you mad that you haven't caught us?"
"Yeah," she admitted.
Gray nudged Natsu off his lap and marched up to the brunette. "We will not be banging in the guild, got it? We have at least some propriety."
"Boring!" She turned away and waved her hand bye. "Go back to snuggling or whatever. Maybe I can catch Levy and Gajeel getting some birthday nookie later on."
"Pervert!" Gray shouted after her, but he sank back into the storage room. Damn! He had been tempted to do something with Natsu. Now he was glad he had rules against visible public kinks. He looked back to check on Natsu, but he seemed to be fine. Their cuddle time was interrupted, that was all.
"Let's get back to the party," he said. "Restroom first."
They headed to the guild restrooms together and went into separate stalls. Gray handed Natsu the key to open the chastity belt. Inside his stall, Natsu unlocked the padlock and removed the ring around his scrotum as well as the plastic, contoured cage.
"You good?" Gray asked from the next stall. "Anyone here?"
Natsu sniffed. "No one."
They opened their stalls, and Natsu quickly handed over the chastity belt. He hid back in his stall and decided to use it while he was there. Skirts were utterly annoying when he had to pee.
Gray could hear Natsu pissing, but he had to remain calm. This was going to be awkward enough without getting aroused from the thought of Natsu's relieved face as he peed.
Natsu flushed the toilet and came out to wash his hands. Back in the stalls, he heard soft noises and grunts as Gray fit the device on, and then finally a click as he locked it in place.
Natsu licked his lips. "What do you think of it?"
Gray zipped up his trousers. "Feels bulky."
"No one sees it."
"I know, but still."
Gray exited his stall and immediately went to a mirror, trying to see below. However, they were set too high. He turned to Natsu.
"Does it look okay? Can you tell?"
Natsu smirked as he glanced at Gray's crotch. Of course, there was nothing different in appearance, maybe a faintly larger lump in the fabric, but nothing anyone would notice.
Only Natsu knew!
"Natsu?"
He jolted out of lascivious fantasies. "Looks fine. Wanna head back?"
Gray stepped forward with a concerned face. "Are you sure you're okay now?"
"I'm much better. I gotta give Gajeel his birthday punch, plus one for being a perverted asshole."
Gray chuckled, happy to see him fully recovered. They returned to the main hall to see Gajeel still on stage singing, only somehow Lucy and Levy had managed to get out of the spotlight with him. They were both sitting at a table looking dejected and humiliated. Natsu headed over to them and threw an arm around Lucy.
"Cheer up! At least you look great in this outfit."
She struggled out a smile with a slight blush. "Thanks, Natsu. You don't look so bad either."
He laughed in his silly way. "Liar. Hey Levy, any specific place where I shouldn't punch Gajeel?"
"What?" she gasped, but she saw Natsu grinning in excitement. Of course, the traditional birthday punch! "Umm, not the crotch, obviously, and not the mouth."
"Gotcha!"
After the song was over, Natsu leaped up on stage and instantly delivered a blow to Gajeel's stomach.
"Happy birthday, bastard!"
Seconds later, an all-out brawl started.
Gray stripped off the butler tuxedo shirt, showing he really was wearing a bra underneath, before throwing that off as well. He kept only his pants on, since there was no way now that he could ditch those. As he threw punches and froze limbs, he caught sight of Natsu. Gajeel had him by one of his pink pigtails as the two threw hits, sometimes striking, sometimes dodging. He looked so much better, and it warmed Gray's heart.
If he could protect Natsu, no matter what it meant to himself…
Gray had somehow ended up near Laxus. He knew better than to fight him—that was almost as stupid as fighting Erza—however, the crowd shoved. Gray stumbled over, and the Raijinshuu apparently felt he was a little too close to their Thunder God. Freed dutifully pushed Gray away with a dark glare, and before Gray could apologize, Evergreen gave him a kick…
… Which missed his shin and slid right up between his legs to his crotch.
As Gray doubled over and collapsed to the floor, he heard Evergreen gasp.
"Gray! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to kick you there."
Bickslow cringed in sympathy. "Ouch!"
Laxus shook his head, but even he sympathized. "Yo, Ash-brain! Get your boyfriend. He got his nuts kicked."
Natsu's eyes widened at the shout. Kicked? And Gray was wearing the chastity belt! He yanked away from Gajeel and raced over to the ice wizard curled into a ball on the floor.
"Gray?" he whispered. "How bad is it?"
Gray hissed out in shaking agony, "Get me home. I'm … trying to cool it off … but … shit, that hurts."
Juvia came up with a bundle of clothes in her arms and a worried look. "Gray-sama, Juvia found your clothes."
Gray tried to stand, but pain flashed through him again. The kick had not only hit his balls, which were wrapped up with a plastic ring, but the cock cage itself had shifted hard to the side, digging sharply into the skin around his penis. He knew there would be a bruise, and as it began to swell, the chastity belt grew painful.
Natsu frowned, truly worried but knowing he could not say anything. "Juvia, follow us. Hup!" He yanked Gray up into his arms and carried him out of the guild.
"Natsu," Gray tried to protest, but the pain made his voice harsh.
"I'm taking you home. Keep ice on it. Sheesh, Evergreen must have a kick as bad as Lucy's! Trust me, you do not want to get kicked by her when she's wearing those heeled boots."
Gray knew he was only saying that to cover up for how badly he was reacting. He slammed his eyes shut, struggling with all of his might against crying from the pain. The ice was helping, but it was still swelling, and with it the cock cage increased the agony.
It felt like an hour before they reached Gray's apartment, although the trip took only minutes. Juvia followed them up the stairs, still clutching Gray's clothes and looking fretful.
"I hope you don't have a mess in the place," said Natsu.
Gray wondered why he would ask that, since Natsu was there just before the party. Then he realized they left the box for the chastity belt on his bed. If Juvia saw that…
"Yeah, dirty laundry in the bedroom. Don't go in there. Just put me on the couch."
Juvia used Gray's key to open up the door, and Natsu carried him in. They went to the couch, and Natsu carefully set Gray down.
"Hey Juvia, leave the clothes here and go make him some tea. I'll get him medicine."
"Yes!" she said eagerly, and she hurried to the kitchen.
Gray sighed, realizing he sent her off to clean up any evidence of kinkiness. "Thanks," he muttered.
"Do you need anything?" Natsu asked poignantly.
"I'm okay for the moment. I may want to wear something looser later."
Natsu smirked, knowing Gray meant he needed to get that plastic cage off his cock. "Keep ice on it for the moment. Rest, ice, heat … elevate." He said it casually, basic advice for injuries, but Gray knew what he meant.
Heat would come as soon as they were alone, and something would elevate.
Worry returned to Natsu's eyes. "Rest for now."
He left to get medicine from the bathroom. On his way back, he ducked into Gray's bedroom and threw the suspicious box under the bed. When he came back out, Juvia was just finishing the tea. Gray took the pills and sipped tea. He kept his hand over his crotch, shielding it and focusing ice on the swelling.
"Thanks, Juvia. Tea's great. Um … if you don't mind, I need to change."
"Gray-sama always takes off clothes in front of Juvia," she pointed out. "Juvia doesn't mind."
"Yeah, but Gajeel had me wear panties under this butler outfit, along with that stupid bra," he said, pointing to the lingerie in the clothes pile. "I don't even like the idea of Natsu seeing me wearing that. I'd just slip into the bedroom, but I don't think I can move off this couch yet. Besides, you should go enjoy the rest of the party. Oh, and … your bunny outfit is really adorable."
Juvia blushed with joy. "Juvia is so happy Gray-sama likes this. I hope Gray-sama feels better."
"I will, thanks to your tea."
She left with a smile, and Gray sighed as soon as the door shut.
"Flirting?" Natsu asked with a hint of jealousy.
"You have no idea how desperate I am to get this damn cage off my dick. Shit, it hurts!"
Gray struggled out of his tuxedo pants and revealed the blue panties Gajeel insisted that he wear. Gray had not allowed Natsu to see him wearing it earlier, so Natsu gazed over him now and burned the memory of Gray in women's lingerie into his memory before the panties were thrown aside in disgust. Gray took out the small key and unlocked the cage, but the movement against his scrotum made him hiss in pain.
"Let me," Natsu said, and he instantly knelt in front of Gray until his maid skirt spread out around him like a black and white flower. Gray watched and tried not to flinch too hard as Natsu carefully removed the chastity device and set it aside. Then, knelt by the couch between Gray's legs, Natsu inspected the injury.
"You have a bruise," he said, cringing at the purple already swelling up. "Your balls are really swollen too. Nothing bleeding, at least."
Gray groaned and flopped his head back against the couch. "So much for banging your ass in this dress."
"I can always wear it another day, just for you … wearing anything you want underneath."
Gray hummed sensually.
"For today, I'll serve you. I'm a maid, after all. I can pour your tea, fetch you food, whatever you want since you're injured." He looked eager to play this game.
Gray eyed him over, one pigtail lopsided due to his scuffle with Gajeel, but otherwise erotic in those clothes. "I can't promise much. My dick seriously hurts."
"Not sex, you horny idiot. I just want to serve you … as a maid to a butler."
A maid to a butler? As opposed to a slave and master? Was this Natsu's way of letting Gray have a chance as slave-play without the foul thoughts of the past getting in the way? If so, Gray wanted to take advantage of this. He had always wanted a little slave play with Natsu. Maid play … that might be even better.
"All right," Gray decided, plotting how to go about with this scene. "Well, how about we start by you making tea for both of us? I'm almost done with this cup. Water should still be hot. Wear an apron as you're making it."
Natsu chuckled softly and left to the kitchen, giving his hips a bit of a wiggle as he walked. Gray shook his head. Damn sexy bitch!
Sending Natsu away also gave Gray time to sort out what to do. All sorts of scenarios played through his head, but he had to work around his injury.
"Gray?"
He looked over to the kitchen.
"Let me plan it."
He blinked in confusion. Let Natsu…?
He remembered what his therapist had said. Ask him to decide what you do. I know it's hard for you to give up control, but perhaps set a day when you allow him to call the shots. Observe what he wants.
"Sure," he conceded. "Surprise me."
He heard a devious chuckle, quiet but he could imagine that Natsu was grinning with wickedly seductive schemes.
"Then get dressed. Get into character."
Gray ignored underwear for now and just slipped the trousers back up, along with the starched white shirt and black coat. He did not bother with the bow tie, cummerbund, and any other details of the costume.
Natsu returned with an entire pot of tea and two cups. "Please drink up, master."
Gray jolted. "Master?"
"Loke calls Lucy that. He's not a slave to her, though. So if I'm a maid, and instead of a butler you could be master of the house, so … so … maid and master?"
Gray flinched as his sore cock swelled a bit at the request. In a condescending yet playful tone, he asked, "Is that what my pretty little maid wants?"
Natsu gulped, dropped his head, and nodded submissively.
"Then how about you pour us some tea?"
Natsu eagerly leaned forward, tipped the teapot into Gray's cup, and then filled his own. Gray sat on the couch, Natsu knelt at his feet, and they sipped their cups of tea in silence.
"Too quiet," Gray muttered after a few minutes. "Pour me some more tea."
Natsu sat up and took the teapot. However, just as he was pouring it, he felt a vibration in his ass. He jolted and sloshed tea out all over the low table.
"How sloppy," Gray chided, remote in hand and a smirk on his face. "Go fetch a towel. Clean it up, like a good maid."
The moment of vibration was over. It had lasted only a few seconds, but Natsu felt his heart racing. He knew Gray would eventually make use of that anal vibrator.
He stood and walked to the kitchen to fetch a towel. Five steps away, the vibrator struck again, only for two seconds. It made Natsu yelp and double over, feeling himself getting aroused.
Gray watched him panting and struggling just to walk. Damn! He felt such control with the remote in his hand, able to pleasure Natsu whenever and however he wanted. He did not want too much right away, though. Natsu wanted to plan the scene, but he obviously took into account that Gray would use this, otherwise he would have told him to wait a bit longer. Natsu must be plotting something, and Gray wanted to know what kinks the Dragon Slayer wanted.
Natsu returned, looking wary now, but Gray sat on his couch with an imperial gleam of power in his blue eyes. Natsu leaned over to wipe the tea, and Gray tilted his head to see more under the skirt. He caught a glimpse of pink panties and hummed in perverted pleasure.
"Very good," he praised as Natsu raised up from the mess. "Now, pour me some more."
This time, Natsu moved slowly, expecting a jolt at any second. So when he finished pouring both cups and nothing happened, he looked even more concerned. What exactly was Gray planning to do with that vibrator?
Gray sipped his tea and made passing compliments. Natsu drank his while staring hard at Gray, waiting to see if his hands drifted to the remote. However, they sat in silence and drank with nothing more.
At last, Gray set his cup down. "Well, that was a lovely teatime. What more could I have my sexy maid do?"
"Well," Natsu said, licking his lips, "I did say I would polish your candlestick."
Gray's eyes widened, but to his surprise Natsu walked over to a shelf with an honest-to-goodness candlestick. He found a polishing rag, some cleaning spray, and got to work. He rested the end of the candlestick right against his groin angled upward and began to stroke the polishing rag up and down, humming as he stroked slowly.
Gray sneered, clenching the couch's armrest of keep himself from leaping up and ravaging Natsu. As the Dragon Slayer really got into it, playfully moaning at each stroke down the silver stick, Gray reached down, palming himself, starting to think that the bruise on his groin was maybe not all that painful.
"Shit, Natsu," he hissed.
"Master, how much do you want me to polish it?" he asked, groaning out the words.
Master! Gray pressed even harder against his groin, until he felt the pain fully.
"Should I spit polish it as well?" Natsu brought the candlestick up and pretended to lick it, gazing at Gray with narrow, lascivious eyes.
"You're a naughty maid."
Natsu pressed a finger to his cheek and pouted. "Is this not what Master wants?"
"A maid shouldn't distract the master of the house. Go fetch something for your punishment."
Natsu swayed his hips as he walked past the couch and to the bedroom. He closed the curtains along the way, just to be safe. Then he opened the chest of kinky items and pulled out the riding crop. It was elegant and somehow seemed to fit the scene.
When Natsu returned, for a second he held the riding crop with burning eyes fixed on Gray, flexing it between his hands, as if he was about to use it. Gray stared, frozen in shock. Shit! One of these days, he would see if Natsu would agree to dress up as a dominatrix, just for play, because this was seriously hot!
However, Natsu handed the riding crop over, surrendering that potential power.
"Where does Master want me?"
This was driving Gray insane. The maid outfit, being called Master, the way Natsu had really gotten into the role of a naughty maid, all of it was almost too much. If he was not injured, he would have thrown Natsu across the table and fucked him.
"Lean over, hands on the coffee table."
Natsu popped his ass out as he bent over. He realized, this far over, the skirt in the back lifted all the way up.
"What a view!"
Natsu glanced back over his shoulder. "Is Master pleased with what Master sees?"
Gray's fingers ran up the silk stockings to the garter belts and up under the skirt. "Master is very pleased with such a sexy maid. Still, I must punish you for being such a distraction."
He stood up and tapped the riding crop on his hand as he paced behind the tempting ass. Even what item Natsu picked for punishment fit the scene. He was seriously getting good at this.
Natsu felt cold hands run up his thighs. He whimpered as he felt Gray shift the skirt up. Then his finger dragged along the edge of the elastic rim of the pink panties, tracing along the butt cheeks.
"I want you to wear stuff like this more often. It's a serious turn-on."
"Pervert," Natsu grumbled.
Gray's wrist flicked, and the crop hit right on the bottom edge of Natsu's rump, with the panties riding up between the butt cheeks. He yelped, but Gray rubbed it out, shoving the skirt up higher as he eased away the first hit.
"That's no way for a maid to talk to the master of the house," he admonished. "Name how many strikes. Don't be stingy or I'll double whatever you say."
"For putting up with such a perverted Master, I think I only deserve three," Natsu said arrogantly.
"Then six it is!" Gray raised the crop, but he hesitated. Quietly, he warned Natsu, "I'm going to be mean."
He saw Natsu nod in understanding, not even a hesitation against making this rough.
Gray had been seriously holding back on striking Natsu in any way, either with paddles or his own hand, always worried that too much pain might plunge him over into darkness again. Now, he planned to go hard, but quick, not giving Natsu time to slip while still getting out all the sadistic desire that had been building up.
The riding crop hit so hard, Natsu shrieked. Again, again, six vicious strikes without a break.
"Graaay!" he howled at the end. "Yellow!"
Gray grabbed him and yanked him onto the couch. He held Natsu on his lap in a crushing hug.
"You naughty, naught maid," he sneered, erect within the butler trousers. "I tried to be good. Look what you do to me!"
Natsu squirmed. Sitting was agonizing! "Gray. Hurts."
"Flip around. Lie on your stomach with your ass on my lap."
Natsu gladly shifted, flopping over the length of the couch. It was not comfortable having his crotch over Gray's legs, but he felt a cold touch to the stinging pain. He moaned at how soothing it felt.
Gray applied just a tiny bit of frost as he caressed Natsu's inflamed rump. Seeing the pink marks darkening on that creamy flesh thrilled him. After tending to the pain, he leaned over and kissed each plump cheek.
"Better?" he asked attentively.
Natsu nodded.
"Then stand up. Face me."
Natsu moved slower as he got off the couch, adjusted his skirt back into place, yanked the panties out of his butt crack, and faced Gray.
"Name a chore you're willing to do."
Natsu did not want to do chores at all. He wanted to show off and amuse Gray. He had been acting so worried and cautious for weeks, so Natsu wanted Gray to go all-out this time. He wanted more punishment, more humiliation, more … just more!
Could it be Gray honestly wanted him to take the lead, and that was why he kept hesitating this month, why he did not fight Natsu's request that he not plan everything tonight, why he had been so gentle? How often had Natsu requested gentleness before? Why did it now seem like he was the one wanting hardcore kinks?
"I can clean." Natsu sidled up between Gray's knee. "I can care for you." He lowered the zipper and eased the straining cock out. "Make sure my master feels better." He leaned over and gave the cock a tiny lick. "Clean you up … make you feel really good."
As Natsu licked like a grooming cat, Gray clenched the couch armrest with one hand and stroked the pink hair with his other hand. "I like the way you clean."
Natsu glanced up, tongue licking, eyes narrow and gleaming. Gray lost his breath to that seductive face. Shit! He really did hurt, but right then he hardly cared about the pain. He wanted more from Natsu.
"How about we try this?"
Gray flicked on the remote. Instantly, Natsu's spine arched back and his eyes widened.
"Too much! Too much!"
Gray turned it down to the lowest setting. "This?"
It took Natsu a moment to get over the shock. It was still intense pleasure right inside his ass, but he could handle it when it was this gentle. He settled his heart down and continued to lick Gray up the vein of his cock to the head, more vigorously now. Then he plunged his mouth down around him.
"Nngh! Hot." Gray would never get used to the heat in Natsu's mouth. He put his hand on the pink scalp and pressed Natsu to go just a little deeper until he heard a slight choking at each downward thrust. "Yeah. All the way down, my pretty maid. Suck me good and long. How about you reach under that frilly skirt and polishing your own candlestick?"
Natsu let out a strangled cry and rapidly shook his head.
"All right," Gray said quickly, hearing the near-panic. "Do you want to get off from just the vibrator? I bet I could get you off this way."
He turned the remote up fractionally and watched Natsu tense as he moaned around his cock. Damn! Gray really had to steel himself back, seeing Natsu with pigtails and such sexy women's clothes, on his knees, trembling from pleasure.
"Keep sucking," he ordered.
Natsu's mouth worked him, and his hands got into the action, one reaching to the opened trouser flap to cup Gray's balls and massage them, the other holding the base of the curved cock, stroking what did not fit in his mouth.
"Ugh, yes!" moaned Gray. He leaned back, surrendering to the pleasure. "Shit, Natsu! Shhhhit!"
He really had wanted to hold back, enjoy this for a good, long time, but he supposed he was a bit weak to Natsu in women's clothing. He slammed Natsu's head down harder.
"Gonna … come."
His clenched one of the pigtails as he burst, moaning hoarsely as the pleasure overwhelmed him.
Natsu swallowed down everything before pulling up for air. He panted with saliva streaking down his chin and throat, dripping toward his chest.
"Gray…"
He looked down at the disheveled face and wiped aside some of the drool. "It's Master still."
Natsu tensed for only a moment, but then he looked down at the white frill at the end of his skirt. That was right! He was a maid! "M-Master."
Gray gasped softly, but he tried to hold back from just how the sight of Natsu being so submissive pulsed erotically through his nerves. He really wanted to make Natsu beg, cry, and fall to pieces under him.
"I … I-I need…" Natsu motioned down to the skirt.
"If I give you what you want, will you be a good little maid?"
Natsu blushed deeply. "Y-Yes, Master."
"Will you obey me?"
He smiled and licked his lips. "Yes, Master."
"Then stand up."
Natsu rose to his feet.
"Lift your skirt with your left hand. Let me see the goods you're hiding under those frills."
Bashfully, Natsu raised the edge of his skirt.
"Higher. I can't see it."
He gulped and raised the skirt even more.
Gray leaned back on the couch, admiring the scene of Natsu flushed pink and looking aside in humiliation as he showed off the satin panties barely holding back his fully erect cock.
"Sexy," he whispered. "Now, touch yourself—"
"No!" he screamed.
Gray froze. Why again…? Oh, right. Natsu had an issue with masturbation.
"Sorry, I forgot."
Natsu turned his face aside in frustration. "Can … c-can you … take care of it? Please?"
Gray felt bad for requesting something Natsu had placed as a hard limit. He wanted to make up for it. He sat up and scooted to the edge of the couch, crouching to kiss the tiny satin bow on the front of the pink panties.
"Mouth?" he asked.
Natsu nodded desperately. "Please, Master."
Shit! "Since my pretty maid asked so nicely, I guess I can do that much," he said with a teasing haughtiness. "But! Only if you put up with a little more."
He turned the remote up even higher, and Natsu cried out in a sensual shudder. Gray saw a slight dark spot spreading on the thin fabric as Natsu dripped pre-cum.
"Look at these panties. All ruined!" Gray ran the tip of his finger up the bulge and toward the dark wet spot. "Such a messy maid!" He kissed up along the satin, feeling Natsu shiver. "What am I going to do with you? Punish you more?" He grabbed around and clawed into the plump ass, scratching at the satin fabric and yanking Natsu closer. "Train you?" He hooked his fingers around the elastic band and tugged them down, exposing Natsu. "Maybe some positive reinforcement?"
He leaned over and began to suck on Natsu. As the Dragon Slayer grabbed hold of him and moaned loudly, the skirt dropped down, covering Gray's head, wrapping him up within the musky smell of Natsu's groin. Gray felt fingers scratching already, digging into the butler uniform.
Gray suddenly yanked back, pulled the panties back up, and tugged the skirt down neatly. He turned the vibrator off.
"What!" Natsu screamed.
He had a smug gleam in his eyes. "Not yet."
"Gray!"
"Master," he corrected. "I decide when my maid can have fun."
Natsu growled, and Gray felt the room heat up with his frustration. It made him even more turned on to see Natsu desperate like this.
"Turn around."
Natsu spun away, still breathing hard as his cock throbbed with need.
"Back down on the coffee table, like before."
Natsu bent over enough to touch the low table. He suddenly felt the buzzing in his ass again, purring gently and driving him insane. Was Gray going to whip him again?
"Keep your hands flat on the table, just like that. Don't scratch the wood."
Suddenly, there was the sound of a crack, and his ass burned with renewed pain. It was not biting like the riding crop, but flat and soft. A hand! Natsu howled in shock at the sharp spank.
The panties were yanked to the side, and suddenly Natsu felt teeth digging into his flesh. He gasped at the pain.
Gray's biting me!
It was not hard enough to break skin, but it would leave marks. Gray was marking him. His maid! His bitch! His beloved!
"Ah-aaah!"
Natsu reached up and pressed against his cock as the need grew into a painful throbbing.
"Gray, please!"
"Do it," Gray urged.
Natsu did not understand. Then he felt something wet and slick on him. Gray tongue pressed against his asshole and slid around.
"N-No! Gray!" he howled.
His mouth pulled back. "Master. Please, use that word!"
Natsu's knees trembled. "M-Master. Touch me."
"You're doing good."
"No!" he shouted. "I can't … I … just can't."
Gray sensed the darkness approaching in Natsu's reactions. He stood up, shoved the remote into a pocket, and yanked Natsu into his arms. Gray carried him to the bedroom and threw him onto the bed where he bounced hard. Natsu stared up in awe as Gray tossed the remote down beside Natsu, yanked off the remains of the butler outfit, and leaped onto the bed. He crawl up naked on top of Natsu, caging him in.
"Tell me how you want it," he ordered sternly.
Natsu's mouth opened mutely. Want it?
"Please," he said, looking serious. "Tell me!"
Natsu gulped hard. "No more master and maid. Just you."
Gray nodded. "Just us now?"
"Y-Yeah. If that's okay."
"Sit up and turn around."
Gray backed off so Natsu could sit with his back facing him. He unzipped the maid outfit and pulled it up over Natsu's head. He tugged the panties off and even removed the garters. However, as he was tugging the silk stockings down to the low heels Natsu wore, Gray paused. He began to kiss Natsu's ankles and along the feet. He slowly slipped one heel off, kissing Natsu's foot as it was exposed.
"G-Gray!" He shuddered and gripped the blankets as his mind blanked out. "Oh shit, that's … nnngh!"
Gray looked past the foot and at Natsu's squirming body. His feet were so sensitive! As he slid the first stocking off, Gray sucked on Natsu's bared toes.
"Gaaah! No! Too much!"
Gray easily caught the other foot as it jerked and nearly kicked him in an instinctive reflex. He continued to kiss Natsu's feet and moved back up to the ankle before stopping. He then worked on the other leg, removing the garter belt, kissing along Natsu's thigh and calf as the stocking slid over the hairy leg, and worshiped the heels and exposed toes, all the while watching with sadistic amusement as Natsu wildly squirmed, crying out to stop but never using a safeword.
He really needed to pay Natsu's feet more attention if it got reactions like this.
Finally, both of them were completely naked. Natsu looked just about done-for after the sensual play to his toes, panting with his cock swollen so thickly, Gray was honestly surprised at his restraint not to stroke himself off. It looked like he needed barely a touch.
"Just us," Gray said gently. "Just my beloved."
Natsu's lower lip trembled with happiness. "Kainushi?"
Gray leaned over and kissed Natsu. He let their bodies rub together as he caressed the pink hair and soothed any of the worries or bad memories away. When he pulled back, he smiled down with tenderness in his stormy blue eyes.
"Just us, Natsu." He saw all the troubles sink away. "Now, say my name."
"Gra-aaaay!" Natsu arched up as Gray's hand began to stroke him.
"Good," Gray purred, feeling pre-cum dripping and moistening his fingers. "You're so close, aren't you? I keep making you wait for it."
"Please! I … I…"
"How about this?"
Gray shifted down and devoured the cock ready to blow. Natsu immediately clenched his fingers into Gray's shoulders, crying out at finally getting the friction he needed.
Gray lifted up and demanded, "Tell me what you like."
"Huh?" Natsu grunted out, so close that stopping like this hurt.
"Tell me!" he commanded, and his voice shuddered with desperation.
Natsu glanced down and saw a strange look he had never seen in Gray. Normally, he was so cold and in control. Now, he looked anxious for confirmation. He also looked uncertain of his own skills. He needed to know this was good.
"What do you like, Natsu?" he demanded, and Gray began to suck him again.
He tried to think, although his brain was whirling with sensual euphoria. "I like … y-your … gah! Nngh!"
Gray pulled back long enough to shout, "Tell me!" before diving back down, sucking more vigorously.
"Your mouth," he cried out, arching on the bed. "Gray, please."
"More!"
"F-f-fuck. I like … how soft your mouth is."
That made Gray hum lustfully.
"I like how … how your lips feel … and … everything. I like everything. It's w-warm … wet … your mouth … I like … shit … your lips … guh … and how your tongue … presses up … so tight! G-Gray!"
"Don't stop, Natsu," he demanded. "Tell me what you like. What do I do that pleases you?"
"Everything!" he howled, kicking the mattress deliriously as he felt himself so excruciatingly close. "How your tongue rubs … and the back of your throat. I like … y-your lips … and your mou-…"
Natsu gagged and stiffened. He suddenly tried to yank away.
"Stop! Stop!"
Gray felt the cock pull out of his mouth just as he thought for sure Natsu was about to come. He looked up in worry and saw Natsu curled in a ball with his arms wrapped around his knees, gazing ahead in wide-eyed horror.
"Natsu!"
The Dragon Slayer panted rapidly, shaking and staring with blank eyes. Gray grabbed the remote and turned off the vibrating egg. Then he crawled up and held his boyfriend by the shoulders.
"Natsu," he called out again, trying to squeeze him hard enough to pull him out of whatever he was seeing.
Natsu kept breathing rapidly as his heart raced. The darkness … and memories … blood and rain … a face … dead eyes. Slowly, he heard Gray calling to him and let that voice ease him out of the memories. Gradually, Natsu calmed down, but he turned his face away in shame.
This was what he had wanted, a chance to face that darkness. He forgot just how scary it was.
"Sorry," he whispered, feeling guilty. His therapist had been right. He wanted to use Gray and sex to reach that darkness again in order to battle it; however, he could not even glimpse at it without panicking.
"What happened?" Gray demanded with a stern timbre in his voice.
The guilt plunged Natsu's heart. He really had been using sex, using Gray! He had wanted to reach that depth, but instead he had ruined such a good moment.
Like I always ruin it!
"Tell me, Natsu. What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing," he said, and he felt a tear drip down. "It wasn't … it … sorry." He slapped away at the tears. "I'm so sorry."
Gray grabbed Natsu's hands as it looked like he was using the excuse of wiping tears to slap himself in the face. "Natsu, come on. Talk to me."
He gulped hard. He needed to talk. Gray needed to know, to understand. Communication was vital to relationships; his therapist had told him that so many times.
"I … saw … it w-was…"
He struggled with each broken syllable, but his mind steered sharply away. He couldn't say it! He couldn't tell him! Natsu curled tighter into a ball and pulled away.
"Just a bad memory. It's nothing. I'm sorry."
"Natsu."
"I can't!" he screamed, yet shouting made him cry harder. Gray did not deserve to be shut out like this, and he hated himself for not being able to tell him. He grabbed a pillow to hide his face as tears poured down. "I'm sorry. I just can't."
He saw the hurt in Gray's eyes, and that made it worse. He knew he was hiding something, but he just couldn't tell Gray about it.
"Please, don't ask," he mumbled into the pillow. "Just … please. I'm not ready. Please. Please," he sighed. Natsu lowered the pillow and looked at him sadly. "Can we just keep going? I seriously need to finish. Before anything else … shit, please let me come! It hurts like this. Just get it over with. I need it."
Gray pouted, but Natsu's cry was edged with real pain. "Are you sure?"
Natsu nodded although his lips pressed together tightly to hold back tears.
"Mouth or hand?"
Slowly, Natsu moved out of his protective ball and stretched back out over the mattress. "Hand, until the end. Then swallow it. But no mouth until the end."
Gray frowned. Something was seriously wrong with using his mouth. Natsu wanted it, he kept asking for it, but he panicked during blow jobs. Ever since that day…
He pressed his worries aside. Right now, Natsu simply needed to come. Just get it over with. Those words showed, he was done with the sensual aspects of sex. He needed it to conclude. A physical need, nothing more. Before he could relax or heal, he needed Gray to end the scene.
Still, Gray did not want it to end badly. He wanted to rescue this and make it good, if possible.
"How about this?" He climbed on top of Natsu again. He reached down between them and stroked both of their cocks together.
"But you're soft," Natsu said in confusion.
"Doesn't matter. I can still rub against you, feel your warmth. I love how your skin is so hot."
Natsu shivered as Gray once again said love. He began to moan as Gray's hand stroked him.
"It's my cock. Got it? Mine! And you're mine. You're mine, Natsu."
That possessiveness thrilled Natsu. His ass still ached from the strikes and bite; his body thrummed with Gray's hand and cock stroking him. Then Gray reached a little to the side, and he flicked on the vibrator. Natsu arched up with a trembling moan.
"Do you like that?" Gray asked playfully. "Do you like it buzzing inside? It's been in there all day, and I've been wanting to use it."
He turned it up a little higher.
"Graaay!"
"Is it in a good spot?" he asked haughtily. "Do you like my hand as well?"
Natsu nodded frantically.
"How about this?" His hand chilled down until it smoked with frost.
Natsu gasped and almost screamed, "Cold! Cold!"
"Only my hand gets that cold, got it?" Gray said sternly.
Natsu shivered. Only Gray touched him like this. No one else. Only Gray.
"Yeah. Only your hand. Only you."
"That's right." Gray glanced over him carefully. Natsu had definitely moved away from whatever darkness haunted him. He was writhing on the bed, moaning and clinging to any pillow or sheet he could grab. It was such an erotic sight, Gray felt himself getting harder despite being bruised, spent, and tired.
"How about this? We take this vibrator…"
He pulled on the cord that hung outside of the anus and yanked, pulling the buzzing egg.
"Gray!" Natsu yelped as it popped out.
Gray turned it off for the moment. "There we go. And…"
He waved his hand over it, and ice covered the egg, the string, and the whole thing took the shape of a penis.
Natsu's eyes widened. "Gray!"
"Will this be okay?"
The Dragon Slayer gulped. "I-Inside?"
"That's right. I'm gonna fuck you with my own ice dildo, buzzing with your little egg."
Natsu panted quicker as he gawked at the phallic pole of ice.
"Can I?" Gray asked, just to be sure this was safe.
"Yes!" he said eagerly.
Gray smirked at the desire in those eyes. "Good. Need a little lube, though. It's still real hard."
Natsu groaned as he watched Gray generously slather a bottle of lube over the ice.
"I'm gonna turn this vibrator to full power too. You'll definitely feel it that way."
The intensity of the buzzes grew louder. Then Gray lowered the ice dildo and nudged it up against Natsu. The Dragon Slayer yelped and pulled away at first.
"Relax. It's just my ice. Mine."
Natsu sighed and rolled his hips up to take it.
Gray eased the ice in, watching it spread Natsu wide. He listened to the screaming cries and shivering complaints of it being cold. He had read that ice grounded a person in the midst of a flashback, so he would fuck that flashback out of Natsu's mind.
"G-Gray!"
"Cold down here," he said, sliding the ice in and out and watching Natsu's eyes widen at the frosty pleasure stinging nearly to pain. "And warm up here," he added. Gray began to suck Natsu's cock again.
Natsu thrashed wildly, unable to take the extremely. "Oh … gaaah … G-Gray!"
He yanked up. "Oh! Sorry. You said no mouth."
"No. Yes. Mouth. Shit, yes!"
Gray chuckled as he saw Natsu losing himself. He leaned over and sucked on him. Perhaps blow jobs were an issue, but if the ice grounded Natsu in the present, this might just be the best way to suck on him without the pesky flashbacks.
Natsu clawed Gray's shoulders until he heard a garbled scream and smelled blood. He had scratched and broken skin!
"Gray, ice my hands. It's too much. Too … nngh … too much."
Gray grabbed Natsu's wrists and slammed them to the headboard. Ice crackled over Natsu's skin and trapped him, stretched out and helpless.
"Ooooh, yeah!" Natsu groaned, finally feeling like he was free to fully take all the pleasure Gray had to offer.
Gray raised up, pre-cum dripping from his lower lip, and he pulled back to gaze at Natsu, really looking at him. His eyes were wet from crying, his hair only barely in pigtails now, his arms stretched up and bound, his torso twisting with the icy agony, and below … that ice … thrusting his ice inside of Natsu…
"God, look at you," he said in awe. "Being fucked by my ice."
Natsu let out a wanton moan as his body arched. "So good, Gray!"
"Tell me what you like while I do this. Just talk to me." Gray went back down to suck on him.
"Ugh, what can I say? So cold. Your mouth is so hot. It feels hotter now. Like this, so hot," he whimpered. "And it's cold. Inside. Fuck, so cold it hurts. Hurts good. So … nngh … good. And it's you. Only you. Your mouth, your ice. Only you can do this."
"Mm-hmm," Gray hummed with the cock sliding between his lips.
"Gray!" He began to yank hard against the hand restraints.
Gray pulled up again. "Tell me…"
"No!" he screamed. "Shit! G-Gray, swallow! Now!"
Gray's mouth was back around him just as Natsu shot off. He thrashed harder than Gray had felt in a long time, almost like he wanted it but didn't want it, that fluctuating duality that had haunted him at the beginning of their relationship.
"Gray … so good. I love you. So … mmmh … good. Need it."
Those two words put aside Gray's worries. He needed it! And Gray wanted to give Natsu everything he needed, darkness or light, pain or pleasure, love or rivalry.
He pulled back, gulped it down, turned off the ice dildo, and gently slid it out. Natsu groaned heavily as the thick pole of ice finally left, and liquid that had melted dribbled out of his ass, just like cum except cold.
"That … was good," Natsu said in exhaustion.
It brought a satisfied smile to Gray's lips. "I'm glad you liked it."
He leaned over and gave Natsu a gentle kiss. Their noses rubbed together, and he gazed longingly at the flushed, sweaty face.
"I love … how deliriously fucked out of your mind you look right now. I love making you look this way. I love every sound you make. Your voice. I l-love…" Emotions pummeled him. Gray felt a tear slide down and shoved it off his cheek.
Natsu looked up at his overwhelmed face and felt deeply touched to see how strongly Gray felt for him. "Tell me," he requested, although exhausted. "Adore," he added to explain.
Gray gulped down the gushing torrent of feelings and sniffled up his nose. They could all be summed up in three words. Maybe they weren't the three he wanted to say, but they were three that Natsu wanted to hear.
He leaned over and let his lips flutter against Natsu's mouth as he whispered, "I adore you." Then Gray kissed him gently.
Natsu stretched out and smiled in contentment. "I really like that."
His hand drifted along Natsu's toned chest and torso. "I love … your body."
Natsu jolted silently, surprised just how close that was but not wanting to startle Gray. It was more than just loving his voice or facial expressions. It was love for himself, as a person.
"I … I'm infatuated with you. No, more than that."
"Gray," he interrupted, starting to see a furrow in Gray's brow as he struggled. "Don't focus on it. Just focus on what you like."
Gray felt like this was still not enough, yet for Natsu's sake he did not try to force himself. "I like seeing you on my bed, knowing I'm the one who does this to you."
Natsu hummed. "Only you."
"Natsu…" It wasn't enough. The words were right there, yet as he gazed down at his lover, the fear was there as well.
Everyone he had ever said I love you to had died!
"I know," Natsu said softly, saddened by the turmoil in his face.
Gray gnashed his teeth and dropped his head onto Natsu's chest. Dammit! He wanted to just come out and say it! "I … adore you." That was the best he could do, and maybe it was enough for Natsu, but it was not enough for him.
"It's okay. I like hearing you say that."
At least for now, that had to suffice. He would work on the rest, no matter how long it took.
Natsu wanted to reach out and hold him, but he realized his wrists were still trapped. "Um … can you unbind me? I scratched you pretty hard. I'll heal it, and then … just hold me?"
Gray leaned up and wiped aside a tear. "Yeah, here."
The ice that had bound his hands melted away, and immediately Natsu grabbed Gray into a crushing hug. The ice wizard cried out at the suddenness, but he felt Natsu nuzzling into him. He laughed softly.
"Okay, shoulder, before my hormones cool off."
"Do they ever?" teased Gray.
Natsu licked up the bloody scratches and hummed. Gray had come a while back, the taste was not as sweet, but it was still his taste. Once the scratches healed, the two settled down beside each other on the pillows and yanked a blanket up over them. Their legs entangled as they wrapped each other up, still desperate to be as close as possible.
"Are you okay?" Gray asked, stroking through Natsu's hair.
"I'm wonderful!"
"Did you like all of that?"
"Mmh! But that dress was ridiculous."
"It was sexy."
"Screw you."
"I'm gonna buy you a whole pack of satin underwear, maybe a few lace, and a g-string."
"Go to hell, you pervy snowman," he said with a smile.
Gray chuckled and grabbed Natsu even closer. Somehow, despite the flashback—or maybe because of it—Natsu seemed happier than he had been in many weeks. Rather than seeming unsatisfied and disappointed, he kept rubbing his cheek against Gray's chest like a cuddly kitten. Gray combed through his hair. He tugged the pigtails out finally, ruffled Natsu's hair back to normal, and smiled down at him.
"I seriously adore you," he sighed.
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