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Worth The Wait	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 4055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6
December X784
Gray felt confident Loke would be there. Somehow, he just knew. Now more than ever, he wanted to be picked for the S-Class trial, if only so he could see Loke again.
He was shocked when Loke visited his house on his own the day before the announcement. Gray had been in the middle of making dinner—naked, of course—when he heard a poof and turned around brandishing a spatula like a knife. Loke could hardly help but drop his eyes below the teen's waist.
"Caught you at a bad time?" he smirked.
Gray let his shoulders relax. "Just cooking dinner. Mira is busy with Master, so everyone in the guild is fending for themselves tonight."
"Frying chicken...naked? Doesn't that hurt? You know, when the grease pops and splashes on you?"
"Huh?" Only then did Gray notice his lack of clothes. "Dammit, when did that happen?" He grabbed a nearby apron and pulled it on quickly. There was no sign of the rest of his clothes. "What are you doing here?" he asked, already irritated that Loke saw him in such an embarrassing way after a long absence.
Loke thought seeing Gray wearing nothing but an apron was an even bigger turn-on than seeing him naked. "It's time, right? The S-Class trial."
"Yup. Do you think I have a chance?"
"Of course! Oh, but your chicken is browning too much."
Gray turned back to the frying pan and hurriedly got the meat out of the oil. Loke leaned back and enjoyed the view. Gray had such a firm, muscular ass, so cute, and with the apron ties dangling down, it was like a kitty toy begging to be pounced on. He quickly shook his head. He had to think about something else...something else...food!
"Do you know what would go great with this dish?" Loke grabbed jagaimo, rincon, ninjin, and a kitchen knife. With grace, he began to chop the vegetables and added them to the hot oil.
Gray stood back and watched. This was one of his fantasies, to make dinner together with Loke. He looked so sexy, cooking the food with professional skill, handling the frying pan with grace. Gray only wished he was wearing something better than this stupid apron, or if maybe Loke was also wearing nothing but an apron...
No! No, he couldn't think like that.
When Loke added the jagaimo, the oil began to pop and hiss. Some splashed out and hit Gray's bare arm. He pulled back quickly and sucked on the burning oil.
"Oh no!" Loke forgot all about cooking now and took hold of Gray's arm. "I'm so sorry. I should have eased the vegetables in instead of dumping them. Is it bad? Do you need to go to a doctor?"
"I've been burned worse arguing with Natsu," he assured.
Loke leaned over the speck of oiled skin already turning red, placed his lips over it, and gently sucked the oil off. Gray's face went red as he felt those moist lips on his skin. Then Loke's mouth parted with a light pop, and he licked over the burn to clean up any residue of oil. Gray almost gagged at the feeling of that hot tongue gliding over his arm. He could barely help but compare...a lion's tongue was scratchy, but Loke's tongue was so wonderfully smooth. Gray yanked his arm away and turned aside to hide the nether stiffness that the apron hid so poorly.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Gray snapped, wishing it was possible to mentally force an erection away.
"Caring for you," Loke smiled, amused by the reaction. "It was my fault you got hurt."
"I'm not hurt," he yelled, silently cursing the cock that had a mind of its own. "Besides, my specialty is freezing things." He put a layer of ice over the burn, then with his front side still pointed away, he held his arm out to show. "See, ice bandage. Simple fix." Stupid Lion, doing things like that! He tried to imagine something repulsive...like Makarov naked. Ugh! That alone almost cured him. "If you want to make it up to me, finish cooking dinner while I find my clothes."
Loke did not like the idea of Gray getting dressed again, but when the ice mage turned to hurry out, he saw a profile of Gray, including something poking the apron out like a stiff tent pole. It made the Lion smirk and chuckle softly.
Gray found his clothes scattered throughout the house. His shirt was in the bedroom, his pants in the bathroom, his underwear on the couch, one sock in front of the door, the other sock on the bookshelf (how in the world did it get there?) Altogether, it made a non-naked Gray, and by the time he found all the pieces, his mind had drifted away from erotic thoughts of Loke.
That is, until the Lion Spirit came out of the kitchen wearing the apron Gray had cast aside at some point in his clothing hunt, a tray in his hand, and gracefully balanced on it were a bowl, a glass, and a bottle of wine.
"Dinner is served," Loke announced as he set the tray on the low table. "Is there anything more Master Gray wishes for tonight?"
Master Gray? Wearing his suit, Gray could almost imagine Loke as a butler. He thought of things he would love to order the Spirit to do, ways Loke could entertain him all night long. Then something snapped, Gray shook his head, and he forced his eyes down to the meal. "I wish I had a way to tell you if I get picked tomorrow."
"Ah, that I can help with. I brought this." Loke reached into his suit coat pocket and pulled out a golden sphere split into two halves. "Twist the sphere until you feel it click, then twist it back. It works sort of like a doorbell. I'll know in the Spirit World that you've made it, and I'll come as soon as I can."
"Awesome, but...can you cut your hair before then?"
The Lion raised an eyebrow, and it made Gray blush.
"No offense, but I...I...sort of liked it better short."
Loke snickered softly. "Not a problem. I'll visit Cancer for a trim. Enjoy the meal."
Gray looked down at the bowl of steaming food. "Thanks for the food. It looks great. Did you maybe want to join me, have a bite to...?" He looked up and saw that Loke had already disappeared back to the Spirit World. "Damn."

December 8, X784
The day of the announcement, Gray felt nervous. He polished his sword pendant and went to church to offer prayers for luck. He even wore a jacket with a fur-lined hood similar to the style Loke used to wear. When Makarov listed his name, he felt heated relief. They had one week to pick partners, but Gray had no need to worry. He reached into his coat pocket, found the golden sphere, gave it a twist, and smiled as he twisted it back. He was unsure how long Loke would take, so he settled in for a celebratory round of drinks with Lucy, Wendy, Lisanna, Elfman, and Juvia.
"Um...Juvia wants to forfeit the exam."
"Ehh! Why?" Wendy exclaimed.
Good, one less rival, Gray thought, not caring if it was mean.
"Because...I want to be...-'s partner."
Gray rolled his eyes at her. "What?" He heard her just fine, but he could hardly believe this persistent woman would even want to surrender such a huge opportunity for something so stupid. Really, she never gave up!
Lucy tugged on his coat and covered her mouth to hide the chuckles. "She wants to become your partner."
No shit, he thought. Hearing Juvia shriek about Lucy trying to win him over just annoyed Gray even more. Why did girls have to be so noisy?
That was when he saw the familiar silhouette enter the guild hall. Gray could hardly help but smile as he watched that noble stride. There was no more of that ridiculous fluffy mane that made Gray fantasize over lions. There was only Loke, the same Loke he had known for three years. He still wore a suit, but...well, Gray didn't mind the clothes so much. The tiger-striped tie was a bit garish, but it was also pretty damn sexy. It made Gray wonder if Loke wore matching boxers.
"Sorry, but I've already decided on my partner."
Loke smirked down at him. Gray had grown so much, and that jacket...it was certainly reminiscent. He guessed that Gray wore it for a reason.
"We made a promise last year," Gray told them. He felt smug when he heard Loke actually canceling his contract with Lucy. If she thought she owned him fully, she was wrong!
"But how will you pass for a member of the guild?" Elfman asked.
When Loke pulled down his shirt and showed everyone his green guild mark, Gray just smiled. Besides Mirajane the day he received it, perhaps no one but him had ever seen Loke's guild mark before. He was glad to know it was still there, same place, same color, just as he remembered from that day up in the mountains. Returning to his rightful place in the Spirit World did not change Loke's allegiance.
"I am still a Fairy Tail mage," Loke declared. "On the pride of the guild, I will make Gray an S-Class mage."
Gray gave him a smile. That night over a year ago flashed through his mind. It had been such a whim, asking Loke to help him, yet here they were. Partners! "I'm counting on you."
"Leave it to me." Loke looked completely sure of himself. When he smiled down at Gray, it was not the tired, sad smile the ice mage had seen so many times in the past, but bright green eyes, a devious smirk, and Loke radiated pure confidence like the shine of the stars.
Lucy turned away in a huff. "Since when have these two been so buddy-buddy?"
Gray chuckled. Jealous? After Lucy had turned Loke down over and over again, was she now upset? It was almost cute!
The rest of the candidates began to pair off. Gray watched them, calculating strengths and weaknesses. No offense to Lisanna, but she had spent two years in a world without magic. She used to be skilled, but she was out of practice. Juvia would likely fail. Elfman and Evergreen were so totally unlikely, he could almost imagine them fighting like an old married couple instead of battling enemies. Gajeel helping Levy worried him a bit.
"Gray," Loke called, pulling him away from his thoughts. "Let's go train."
He nodded and followed, ignoring Lucy's pout. Too bad for her! Loke was his now!
No, he couldn't think that way. Loke was his partner for this test, as he had promised; that was all. His owner—Gray shuddered to admit it—was Lucy. It would always be Lucy. She would always be first in Loke's heart. Gray...was just a partner.
When they got to Gray's place, things got awkward. The Ice-Make mage was unsure why he headed there instead of out to the field where he usually practiced. He just felt like getting some time alone first, a moment to reunite and talk as friends. He had hardly seen Loke at all since Lucy arrived in the guild six months ago.
"So, how's the Spirit World?"
"It's good to be back, real good," Loke smiled. "And the guild, how have things been for everyone?"
"Pretty insane, honestly. Between dark guilds and alternate universes, we've been more crazy than I can remember since I first joined." He walked over to his pantry and looked around for something to make tea. "I...We miss you. Cana mentioned that she misses having you as a drinking partner. Even Bickslow said something about wanting to have another sparring match with you." He pulled down a tin of tea. "You should visit more often."
"I'll try to from now on," Loke nodded. "Lucy doesn't call me out very often. I can open the gate using my own magic, but it's a bit of a strain."
Gray swung around with a worried look. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, yeah, sure, I'll be good for a day or two. Hopefully the actual test doesn't take more than that."
Gray got some water boiling. "I asked Mira, and she said it's usually finished in under a day."
"Ah, then I'll be fine. By the way, how do you like the hair?"
Gray looked over his shoulder to Loke, but he quickly faced back to the tea kettle to hide the heat in his cheeks. "It looks great. A lot better, I think."
"Really? I sort of liked the whole regal lion's mane look."
Gray gulped hard. Images of mating lions flickered through his mind. He felt himself getting aroused just thinking about it.
"...but if you like it this way, then I'll keep it for a while."
"What? No! I mean, you don't have to style your hair one way or another just because of me. Style it however you like."
"I'm not the one who has to look at me all day. Besides, to be honest, this is simply the appearance I decide upon for the Human World." To show him, light swirled around Loke, and suddenly he wore a green shirt with the Leo symbol on the bottom. "You could say it's all an illusion based upon the ideals of the person I'm trying to please."
"Like what Virgo can do," Gray realized, remembering the time when the petite Maiden transformed into a huge gorilla.
"Exactly! To some extent, a Celestial Spirit's form can be based on our owner. When I come as Lucy's Spirit, I imagine myself in my old form, with the suit and hair. To be honest, she likes the 'host' look. However, for you...my years being in Fairy Tail were spent looking more casual, normal...Human."
"Oh," Gray muttered. Knowing this was only some spiritual manifestation saddened him. It made Gray realize even more potently that Loke was really Leo, the Lion Constellation.
Loke came closer and watched Gray's troubled face that he tried to hide by staring at the tea kettle. "I figured these clothes were a style you'd like. Do you?"
He glanced back quickly but looked away just as fast. "Uh, yeah. Green looks real good on you."
Loke could see the pink spreading around Gray's neck and up to his ears. He smirked as he began to figure it out. "I like your hairstyle."
"Mine? But it's the same as always."
"Is it really? I dunno, but you look good."
The tips of Gray's ears went scarlet. Loke could barely hold back from laughing.
"You've stopped growing, though. It's been a few months, and you're the same height. It's a good height."
"Same as you."
"Indeed!" Loke sneaked up beside those flame-tipped ears and whispered airily. "Just like me."
However, his words were spoken differently. Not "Just like me" as in "Exactly the same as me." Instead, those three words held a different tone.
Just like me.
Just love me.
Just look around and show me how you feel.
Slowly, Gray turned away from the water beginning to steam. He gulped as he looked at Loke. "You...you're in love with Lucy."
"Says who?"
"Happy told us about it."
Loke thought back, then he chuckled. "Ah yes, the confession. Yeah, I was pretty smitten by her, but she's rejected me over and over again. Guess she has a thing for Natsu. She is beautiful, though. Even you have to admit that much."
"I guess she's...somewhat cute."
"Somewhat?" he laughed. "I've seen the way you look at her. She's a goddess! But if she's Aphrodite," and Loke moved in until his chest was up against Gray's, "then you're Adonis."
"There's no Greek god of ice, is there?"
"Afraid not," he smiled. "And I wouldn't call a grown man like you Cupid, so let's drop the deities. You're Gray, and you...are exactly the type of man I like."
"Like?" Gray laughed nervously. "Since when did the playboy of Fairy Tail become homosexual?"
"Pansexual, actually," the Lion corrected. "Women, men, women who used to be men, Celestial Spirits, anthropomorphic people: I don't discriminate against anyone. That way I'm free to be attracted to anyone who interests me...and you, Gray, have interested me for a long time."
He began to lean forward. Gray's breath caught as he watched Loke's mouth. He wasn't going to...was he? Gray hoped he was. If this was nothing more than a joke, someone was going to get their testicles frozen off!
Loke's eyes lowered behind his shades, and he lazily watched the teen's panicked acceptance as their lips met. Gray's mouth was cold, but it tingled Loke's lips, as if urging him to warm up this frozen kiss. He grabbed tighter and deepened the kiss.
Gray had never known a kiss could be so warm. He had dreamed about kissing the Lion, what it might be like if his hopes of having Loke living as a roommate might somehow come true. He had wild fantasies about their relationship deepening, until one drunken night when a single event would lead to something more, a touch, a kiss, inebriated groping, drunken sex, waking up with a hangover, confused, shocked to see one another naked in bed, yet slowly realizing they actually liked it. It was a possibility after all, right?
He was not prepared for just how sweet it could be, and Gray hummed heatedly. It startled himself, and he almost pulled away. Loke grabbed the back of Gray's head and pulled him in tighter.
"Don't fight me," he said right over those icy lips.
Gray felt a jolting shock. He had figured Loke was devotedly heterosexual, considering his penchant for flirting with every girl who walked into the guild hall. He thought he would have to get Loke drunk to win him over. Could it be that all these months when Gray was waiting to make his move, Loke was just waiting for him?
Gray gave up on thoughts of protesting or pulling away so he could gather his thoughts. He let the kiss flood away all logic and float him down a river of ecstasy. He hummed a moan and felt Loke smiling within his kiss. When he felt soft moisture on his lips, Gray opened his mouth, and Loke's taste plunged into him. That smooth tongue played within his mouth, searching it out, caressing his own tongue as if to encourage him to do some exploring of his own. Gray was left too overwhelmed to think. Instinct alone drove him on.
Loke could have purred when he felt Gray responding to his touches. The ice mage's tongue tasted wintry, like cinnamon and mint and fresh-baked pie all mixed together. If a person could drink Christmas in a glass, it would taste like Gray.
Loke thought back. How long had it been since he had fallen in love with a man? A century? Maybe three? It was rare, he had to admit that. Women were easy to love and lose, but men...affairs with men simply lasted for him. It took more time for Loke to decide if his intended beau swung that way, so the entire process was approached more slowly. Because of that, it was usually a deeper relationship before even the first kiss. Relationships like this were always worth the wait.
He had his eyes on Gray since that day in the mountains over a year ago. He could never be certain with the guy, though. Sometimes Gray was a dead ringer for being gay, and other times he looked at Lucy or Cana a little too long. That was when Loke figured out that Gray must be bisexual. It worked out just fine.
By the timidity of the kiss, Loke realized he must be dealing with someone who had not yet experienced a male-male relationship. He wanted to take it slow, but when he heard Gray moan, he just about lost it. He pulled that cold body in closer, refusing to give him up even when the teen tried to pull back.
Yet he knew he should not scare Gray away. He had to stop this.
He had to!
He certainly did not want to!
When Gray grabbed Loke's belt loops and pulled his hips in closer, the Lion wondered if he should even bother playing the mature one. Why not let the kid take control of the pace? So Loke followed Gray's lead.
When Gray leaned against the kitchen sink, Loke pressed him up against it, thrusting his pelvis a little and earning a moan. When Gray leaned his neck back, Loke licked up the vein that throbbed at his throat, then latched on, not sucking too hard, but enough to get a faint pink mark and make Gray shiver in his arms. When the ice mage seemed uncertain what he should—or could—do next, Loke only did enough to give him a hint. He liked the idea of teaching this teen everything he knew, "training" him not only to be an S-Class mage, but to be a great lover.
Suddenly, Loke jolted away with eyes wide behind his shades. Gray looked concerned, but Loke groaned in miserable reluctance.
"It's Lucy. She's trying to call for me."
"Can't you ignore her?" Gray whined, grabbing hold of Loke a little tighter.
"I could. I'm out on my own magic so she has no direct control over me, but if she's truly in trouble..."
He looked to Gray, silently asking him what he should do. Just then, the tea kettle began to whistle. Gray felt the magic seep out of the moment. Damn that blonde!
Gray maneuvered away from the kitchen sink and back to the stove to take the kettle off and try to regain his senses. After a moment, he heard Loke make a slight grunt again. He looked back to see the Lion resisting what was probably another attempt to open his gate. Gray realized there was no point delaying him.
"Go to her," he said, waving him on. "If she really is in trouble, then your key is in trouble, and that means you are. If she just wants to bitch and moan, give that girl a good spanking."
Loke laughed, and for a moment it looked like he might really enjoy doing that. "I'll be back to help," he promised.
"Sure. I'll be in the north field near the solitary fir tree."
"Your usual training place," Loke nodded. "I'll see you there."
Gray wondered how Loke knew where he trained, unless the Celestial Spirit had been watching him work out, following him out there, staring at him unseen...stalking him like a wild animal.
Loke leaned forward and gave Gray a soft peck. "Tell me," he whispered, "was that your first kiss?"
Gray's face went hot. He swallowed hard to get the hitch out of his throat. "First with a guy," he eked out.
Loke looked amused. "Really?" He placed his mouth right against Gray's ear and breathed in hotly, "You kiss very good."
He watched the ear turn pinker than Natsu's hair. He chuckled at the flustered embarrassment in Gray's face, gave him a sly wink, then he vanished.
Gray reached up, touched his lips, and smiled as he thought to himself...this was totally worth the wait!

Later That Day
Gray sat alone in the guild hall, lost in thoughts that left him smiling. He was wearing one of his turtleneck shirts. Not too weird in winter, but Mirajane spotted a pink mark on Gray's neck. She decided to keep quiet about it and hummed happily as she wiped glasses.
Lucy suddenly stormed into the guild, stomped up to Gray, and slapped him across the face. Juvia was there in an instant, looking inflamed but also curious if maybe her precious Gray-sama had finally rejected this intrusive blonde.
"What the hell was that for?" Gray yelled, holding his cheek. Damn, girls sure could slap hard!
"For that spanking."
"What!" Juvia roared.
Mirajane tittered. "Why Gray, you little ice devil!"
"I never touched you," Gray insisted, hoping both blue- and white-haired girls would shut up.
"Loke told me you told him to spank me."
"I...that's...I only said...ah shit," he grumbled, realizing there was no easy way to get out of this one.

End of Chapter 6

A/N: The tiger-striped tie was in the manga. The anime had him wear a plain red tie. Boring! Also in the manga, the coat Gray wears in chapters 201 and 202 looks identical to how Hiro-sensei drew Loke's coat, but the style was changed in the anime. I liked Loke's green shirt in the anime better. Yes, I'm mixing and matching to my personal tastes. Why? Because I'M THE AUTHOR AND I SAY SO!
I got the term "Christmas in a Glass" from a shot drink my best friend ordered for me while I was on vacation. Blackberry puree, peach puree, spiced chai, and vodka. It tasted insanely good...like Gray!
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