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

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A/N: I'm glad to see this story was not reported and deleted, considering how viciously it was being attacked on Tumblr last month. For those who don't know what happened, suffice it to say that some "salty" Fairy Tail fans didn't like something I said and took the opportunity to attack me, my stories, my gender, my sexual orientation, my age, my race, my nationality, and create an entire meme slander campaign against me. I've never been a meme before, haha! For those who did have to sit through all that crap, thanks for continuing to read this story, which is all about acceptance, including acceptance of LGBT people, mental health issues, the BDSM community, and ALL fetishes, even ones that make some people uncomfortable. If you've managed to read through 60 chapters and you still come back for more, then that means I'm doing something right. ^_^
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Chapter 61
Beloved
As soon as they entered the apartment, Natsu was struck by the chill and shivered. He thought Gray would slam him into the wall and they would tear one another's clothes off. He didn't. Instead, he did something unexpected.
He offered tea.
So Natsu took a seat on the couch and waited for Gray to make tea. He thought this would be a good place, with the soft cushions where he could lay his head down as Gray took him. How many times had they made love on this couch? However, the tea arrived, and Gray stood to the side to watch Natsu sip it, fidgeting nervously.
Seriously, what was his problem?
"Gray?"
"Sorry." He shook his head, as if to banish worries. "If this is not right, if this is something you don't want, let me know. You can reject it."
Natsu looked at him with uncertainty. Seriously, what was up with him?
Gray practically fled to the bedroom, and Natsu's sharp ears heard him breathing hard. After far too long, he returned with a black, flat, hinged box with a red bow wrapped around it. He tried to stutter out something, but finally he just shoved the box into Natsu's chest.
This nervousness was making Natsu concerned. Was this something potentially triggering? He pulled off the bow and lifted the lid of the box. Inside, nestled in satin, was a white leather collar.
"I know what happened last time," Gray said in a rush. "I know it triggered you."
"No, wearing it in public triggered me."
"Y-yeah … so, if this is something you don't want, you can reject it." Gray then took a step back, leaving the box, the collar, and the decision completely up to Natsu.
Natsu looked at the collar. It was almost the same as the old one, white with pink satin lining the inside. However, there was no embroidery. Instead, there was a gold name plaque on the front, where before there had been a ring for a leash. No leash, Natsu realized. That was not the main issue, though. On the plaque was engraved a single word.
Beloved.
It used to say Bitch. Now it said Beloved.
Goosebumps prickled Natsu's skin. This was an offer to return to their old life. Gray had been extremely gentle lately compared to the past. Natsu knew he was scared to push any limits. This collar represented Gray slowly regaining confidence in himself as a Dominant, ready to take on the duties of protecting Natsu as his Submissive … no … as his beloved dragon.
"And … if I accept it?" He glanced up at Gray with eyes that showed, he wanted this again.
"Last time, I got the collar for all the wrong reasons. I thought it would be fun to make you into my bitch. I know better now. I don't collar you because I can. I collar you because you allow me. This collar shows you belong to me, but it also represents my promise to treat you with the utmost respect."
He took the box out of Natsu's grip and set it aside. Then Gray took Natsu's hands and squeezed them.
With a determined gaze, he said, "I promise to treat you with trust, honor, integrity, and respect. I promise to always keep your happiness as my goal. I will always remember…" Gray began to choke up and gulped down hard. "…being your kainushi is an honor and a blessing. And I promise, I will never make you wear this collar without your approval, and while it's around your neck, I will make sure no harm comes to you."
Natsu's mouth dropped. Maybe his promise bracelet represented that the two of them wanted to be serious and keep marriage as a goal, but this collar somehow felt even more potent. It almost sounded like wedding vows, and hearing it made Natsu blush.
"Do you accept my collar?" Gray tugged his lower lip into his mouth, waiting with coiling anticipation.
Natsu looked over to the box, then up to Gray. He released one hand, pulled his scarf off, and tilted his head to expose his throat.
"I accept it, kainushi."
Gray's eyes immediately watered over, and before the tears could fall he grabbed Natsu, hugging him so hard Natsu's spine popped. The Dragon Slayer just smiled and embraced him back.
"I … d-dammit, I care for you so much."
Natsu knew Gray meant he loved him, and his heart burned with happiness. "I care for you, too," he said, not using the word love so Gray would not feel as bad.
"I swear, I won't make the same mistakes."
Natsu chuckled and nuzzled into the raven hair. "We learned the hard way. That's how we are."
Gray burst out a moist, half-sobbing laugh. "We really are that way, huh? Screwing up first and learning through the injuries."
He pulled back and quickly wiped his eyes dry with his wadded up shirt. Natsu wondered how he got his shirt off while they were hugging. Seriously, his stripping skills were insane. Then Gray reached over to the box and pulled the collar up. He held it in front of him to show it to Natsu, opened and ready for its wearer.
"Can I?"
Natsu traced his finger along the gold plaque and the etched word: BELOVED. He remembered the first time Gray collared him, unexpected, forceful, startling Natsu so much, for a moment he had no idea what a collar even was, nor did either of them have any experience with what it was supposed to mean between lovers.
'You're getting collared tonight.'
'What? C-collared? What do you mean, collared? What's collared?'
'You'll find out soon. This shows you belong to me. I won't give you over to anyone. You're my bitch, my property. My Natsu.'
Gray had been so forceful. He had just wanted Natsu to be lowered: property, as he put it. He had not requested permission. He had not placed much emotion into the act itself, even if he spent time on designing the collar. It was just another sex toy back then, demeaning and part of a scene.
Now, it represented so much more. Gray's hopeful and respectful request—Can I?—showed just how far he had come.
"Please, kainushi. Let me wear it."
So submissive! It sent shivers down Gray's arms. He lunged forward and kissed Natsu. Then, with their lips together, he wrapped the collar around his neck and locked it in place. When he finally pulled back and their lips popped at the separation, there he was: his beloved! His dragon!
"Damn, I lov-…"
Gray's throat clenched tight, and his mind blanked out with some inner voice shrieking not to say it. Blood on snow, the empty eyes of his father, his face gashed and covered in gore, the smell of smoke, his mother's dying pleas, and the roar of a monster in the distance. Fire, smoke, blood, death.
Suddenly, there was pressure in his hands, then green eyes blocking the scene of blood.
"Gray? Gray! I know. I know. It's okay."
"Shit," he hissed. Gray shook his head back and forth hard.
"It's okay," Natsu said, rubbing Gray's arms to keep him in the moment. "I know."
Gray clenched one fist and iced the entire hand over. It was a technique he had worked out with his therapist to yank himself out of the flashbacks, and it worked. The realness of that horror went back to just a memory and faded into his mind.
All this progress, but he still felt fucked up inside.
"Look at me."
Gray did not want to at first, feeling weak and defeated. Slowly, he raised his eyes to see Natsu smiling with understanding and happiness.
"You really feel that strongly," he said in admiration. "Thank you, Gray. We'll get there together. I'm happy just knowing you feel that way."
Seriously, how could he be so understanding?
Then Natsu tucked his head under Gray's chin and looked up with playful eyes. "Can we cuddle, kainushi?"
To be honest, that was precisely what Gray needed. Natsu must have known and requested it so that Gray remained in charge, in control, stabilizing his grasp on life, giving him something where he could control the situation after that memory of having no control at all, even to save his parents' lives.
Gray wrapped his arms around Natsu and buried his lips into the pink hair. Natsu was here, the past was gone, his emotions were real, but the dread of saying it was all based on something fake. It was just an unfounded fear.
Yet Natsu knew. If he could not say it, he could show it.
He grabbed Natsu's throat, right around the collar. The Dragon Slayer looked startled at first, but Gray's fingers drifted up behind his ear, tingling sensitive places. They threaded through his hair, so soft and thick. Then Gray leaned over, Natsu tipped his head up, and their lips met.
"Don't you ever die on me," Gray said, still slightly shaken from the flashback.
"Not a chance," Natsu said with full arrogance. "I'm too stubborn to let you win and live longer than me."
Gray chuckled, feeling a bit of relief. He kissed Natsu again, and at the sound of a soft groan he snagged his fingers into his hair to pull him in even closer. Natsu's tongue worked its way into Gray's mouth, hot and adventurous to taste everything. Powerful fingers dug into Gray's bare shoulders, half gripping erotically, half massaging the tension out. It helped Gray to forget everything else and relax into this moment.
Natsu's hands continued to work into Gray's stiff shoulders and along his neck, especially as he felt the tightness loosen. He wanted Gray to be in a good mood for whatever was about to happen later. Then to get a more even hold—so he told himself—one leg swung over Gray's thighs and he rested on his lap. Now he could really dig into those muscles and massage the worries away.
However, instead of loosening up, Gray's body tensed. His hands instinctively found their way to Natsu's hips and pulled him in closer until their groins brushed up together.
"Are you that eager?" Natsu teased.
Gray looked up at the Dragon Slayer perched on his lap. "Seeing you wearing my collar, yes." His finger traced over the edge of the white leather where the pink satin peeked out. "Does it feel okay?"
"It's even softer than the last one."
"If that's not okay…"
"No, it's fine," Natsu assured him with a chuckle. He leaned over and kissed Gray again. "It's appropriate."
It was softer, like how Gray had learned to be softer. He could still be sadistic—Natsu loved that side of him—but he was able to express his feelings more now.
"Can I request one adjustment to the collar?"
Gray yanked back. Was it not good? Was there something wrong? He felt deeply worried for a moment, but instead of looking troubled by it, Natsu had a darkening blush. His eyes were down at the bracelet.
"Can you somehow get an amethyst put on it somewhere? It's okay if you can't."
An amethyst! Gray looked down to his own promise bracelet, the braided metals and symbolic sapphire, ruby, and amethyst within an infinity knot. What had Wendy said about amethysts? They were a protective stone that helped to heal trauma, phobias, compulsion issues, and brought about emotional stability. They protected people on long journeys.
Like the journey the two of them were setting off into as a couple.
"How about right here?" Gray said, touching the gold plaque. "In the center of the O, right in the middle. That's a good spot for a gem."
"You don't mind?"
"I think it's perfect." Both of his hands cupped Natsu's face. "A collar we both design together." Then he kissed Natsu's mouth again.
Natsu lunged forward, grinding up against Gray and biting his lip. Gray let out a hiss at the pain and hot friction.
"My dragon is hungry," he teased, but right then Natsu latched onto his neck and pain stung through him. "Ow! Easy there. I'm the one who likes to give pain."
Natsu yanked back, breathing hard, lips swollen and wet. "Then do it."
Gray traced a finger around Natsu's mouth and watched his lips part, like the Dragon Slayer was unsure whether to bite him or suck on him. "Hmm … nope. I think I want to give you pleasure tonight."
Natsu tipped his head to the side, but his lips stayed parted at the touch of Gray's exploring finger. "It's the same thing between us."
"True, but tonight…" Gray's finger drifted past the lips, feeling the soft flesh and tiny bumps of his tongue. Suddenly, he crooked the finger over Natsu's teeth and yanked his mouth down until the jaw popped. "I want to make sure you cry because I make you feel so damn good, not because something hurts. Every single one of your cries tonight will be because I'm driving you insane with pleasure until you hurt. I want you to need it, to beg to be fucked, and I want it to feel so good, you're haunted by memories of tonight until you jack off to it every time you're alone in your bed."
For a second, Natsu looked horrified, and a soft cry gagged out of his wrenched mouth. However, Gray's voice dropped lower, like the purr of a predator.
"I want it to be so good, tonight will be the memory that haunts me, rather than any other memories."
The horror turned immediately to pity. However, Natsu attempted to close his mouth, at first to speak, but Gray yanked down on the lower teeth again, pulling the jaw open.
"Nu-uh," he said with a sadist smirk. "Keep it open."
Natsu stayed there, but saliva was gathering in his mouth. He tried to swallow what he could, but he needed to slurp up what was pooling at the base of his mouth. His jaw kept trying to yank up, and Gray kept forcing it back down.
"Keep … it … open."
"I gohha shwallow," Natsu said, barely able to speak with his mouth wide open.
"Too bad. Your mouth stays open."
Natsu fidgeted as he felt the saliva building up, then start to drip over the side of his lips, slithering down his chin, along his throat, and over Gray's fingers.
"So messy," Gray scolded in delight. "Are you drooling over me? Keep your mouth open. Do not swallow. Kneel down, and pull my cock out. I want all that spit on my cock."
With Gray's finger still between his teeth, but without as much yanking pressure, Natsu slipped down between Gray's thighs, undid his zipper, tugged the boxers open, and eased a semi-limp cock out.
"Suck on it, but only until it starts to get hard."
Gray finally removed his finger, but Natsu was conscious not to swallow. Instead, his head tipped over, and all that saliva drizzled over Gray's groin. At just that much, his cock began to firm up. Natsu leaned over and eased it into his mouth. Gray hissed and immediately clenched into Natsu's hair.
Damn, he would have loved a blow job tonight! That hot mouth, the hums of satisfaction, the wetness, just knowing Natsu was doing this for him… Another time, though. Gray had a specific plan for tonight. A blow job was not in those plans.
"Okay, okay, enough." He shoved Natsu back. "Damn, you really are good at sucking cock."
Natsu finally was able to wipe the saliva away. "Is there anything else my kainushi wants?"
"So much," Gray muttered, shivering deep inside, but he shoved his own desires away for the moment. "Can I string you up? I know last time we did that—"
"Last time, I was in a bad place," Natsu cut in. "Let's do it this time to make it better."
"If it's at all not okay—"
"I'll tell you," Natsu promised.
Gray nodded, knowing he had to trust that Natsu knew better than to push his limits right now. Not tonight, when everything had been incredible so far.
"Get undressed, leave your clothes here, go to the bathroom, and prepare yourself real good for me. Don't touch your dick, though. When I call for you, come to the bedroom."
Gray rose to his feet and left to the bedroom. Natsu got off his knees and removed his clothes. He draped them over the couch, with the scarf on top, then went to the bathroom to clean himself and prepare with an enema. He hated that part, it felt too weird, but they had learned that it was best to be ready for playtime.
"Don't peek and don't touch yourself while you wait," Gray shouted out, probably hearing that Natsu was finished.
Gray did not need to remind him; Natsu would not have looked and spoiled the surprise, and touching himself … well, that was never going to happen.
'I want it to feel so good, you're haunted by memories of tonight until you jack off to it every time you're alone in your bed.'
Had Gray forgotten, Natsu could not masturbate, and never had been able to? It had been a long time since they did that whole Checklist of Fucking thing. Natsu wondered if they needed to revisit that, reset limits and establish firmer boundaries. So much had changed for both of them; things Natsu thought he would like ended up not being good, while things he thought were horrific ideas ended up being actions he loved. Yes, definitely, they would need to sit down and work this out again.
Not right now, though. It would ruin the mood. He just had to trust that Gray would not push any limits, and that he would listen if Natsu warned him about anything unwanted.
They had learned the hard way to do that.
"Okay!"
At the call, Natsu left the bathroom. Physically excited already with adrenalin pumping through his veins, wearing nothing but the promise bracelet and collar, he walked into the bedroom.
Gray was waiting with the lights turned low. He had rigged up some rope to the ceiling, and it dangled down, waiting for its victim. Gray was naked, eyes frosty as he stared hard at Natsu, one end of the rope in his hand.
"Come here," he ordered in a domineering voice.
Natsu walked up to him. Gray would tie him up. If he was bound, he was safe. He would not hurt anyone. Gray would protect him, and protect himself from Natsu.
Gray first grabbed Natsu's chin and tipped it up until his throat strained against the collar. "This seriously looks good on my dragon."
His dragon!
"I'm glad you let me put a collar on you."
Natsu met his eyes with a smile. "I want it."
Gray struggled to keep emotions down, yet they battled over his face, fighting in furrowed brows, clenching jaws, and twitching lips. "Damn! There are so many stupid things I could say right now." His chest was seething, and Natsu could see that he was beginning to struggle again with his limits.
"Don't say anything, Gray. Show me." He boldly stepped forward until their bare chests were pressed together. "Tell my body, not my ears. Make every inch of me understand those emotions."
"Shhhhhit," Gray hissed, seriously wanting to throw Natsu onto the bed and ravage him with pure greedy need. Not tonight, though. Not tonight! Still, that desire trembled his words as he commanded, "Stand straight, arms out."
Natsu stepped back and placed his wrists together, offering them willingly. Gray snatched both hands with the rope ready to bind. However, he paused as the lamplight caught a gleam from the three gems. Gray leaned over and planted a kiss onto Natsu's wrist, right over that bracelet, and sucked on the skin. That calmed him down. Tonight was about giving Natsu pleasure, treating him and spoiling him in the way Gray knew best. He may suck at romance, but he could do this. He needed to focus now so he could treat Natsu properly.
Gray was careful as he coiled the rope around Natsu's arms and wrists, moving the bracelet aside as he got up that high. He made sure it was not too tight, and then he pulled on the other end of the rope, lifting Natsu's arms into the air, stretching until the muscles tensed and he was almost ready to be lifted onto his toes.
He let him stay like that, watching carefully that Natsu did not have any bad reactions to this. The last time he had done this … well, a lot happened back then, and maybe it needed to happen. Maybe Natsu needed to face that dark past.
Gray just hoped it did not cause a problem tonight. This was a day to celebrate them, and he wanted only thoughts of the present and the future here in this room.
"You good?"
Natsu dug deep down, but he felt no terror by this. What had happened before was purposefully digging into his past. Tonight was a celebration of love. Gray loved him, even if he could not speak the word. He was going to protect Natsu and pleasure him. That made this sort of binding totally different.
"I'm good," he said, meeting Gray's eyes to assure him that he was fine.
Gray brought his body up close enough to feel the heat radiating off Natsu's body. He ran his hands up the well-defined torso, over all those muscles and scars. He kissed along the collar and worked down to the pectorals.
"No whips or paddles tonight," he said, kissing and licking down Natsu's chest while his fingers dragged down his back in a soft scratching. "Everything I do will be with my own hands."
Natsu trembled already. This was so gentle, so attentive, he wondered how long he would last.
"You have an incredible body, Natsu. Beautiful."
He blushed. Seriously? Had Gray ever called him beautiful? Well, once he said his eyes were beautiful, another time he had admired his own binding ice as beautiful, but that was about it. Gray had never actually called him beautiful before … and it felt weird.
"I know almost every scar on this body. I was there for most of those fights. Hell, I gave you some of these scars."
Natsu groaned as Gray's tongue lapped over his nipples. Yes, he had been there for many of Natsu's worst battles, even if he had not been right by his side. They had fought so much, some of Natsu's earliest scars were from brawling with Gray.
Gray had been marking his body since they were children.
Gray had already marked him before the dark times.
Natsu sank into the idea that he had already been marked by Gray before anything horrible had happened to him. This body had already been Gray's, as it was now, and as he wanted it to be in the future.
"My marks on your body," Gray mused, lowering to his knees. "My body! My dragon!"
Gray's tongue dragged up his cock, and Natsu clenched his bound hands in pleasure.
All his! Gray knew how to hurt this body and how to protect it. He knew Natsu's weak spots, and he knew its strength. He had touched Natsu's body—albeit with his fists—before any other human had touched him.
His! As Natsu looked down at Gray languidly sucking his cock, he saw the shine of the promise bracelet jangling on his wrist.
"My kainushi."
Gray was his in return. They belonged to each other.
"Every part of you, Natsu." Gray sucked one ball into his mouth, earning a cry of intense pleasure. Then the other ball, tonguing it, letting his lips suck it into his mouth until Natsu cried out. "I want every part of you to be mine."
"Yesssss."
Gray slipped behind Natsu, grabbed his butt cheeks, and massaged them.
"Everything," he said leaving a bite on one cheek. "I want to mark everything."
Natsu gasped as he felt something hot and wet right on his ass. He could not look behind, but he felt Gray's tongue licking, pressing, moistening that area and urging him to loosen up. The tip of it slipped in, and Natsu groaned at the pleasure. He felt Gray's hands clutching at his hips, pulling Natsu in closer so his tongue could venture inside.
"Your ass is really tight." Gray stood and pressed up against Natsu, wedging his cock between the cheeks. "Do you even want me in there tonight?"
"Yes!" Natsu hissed, barely able to hear over his racing heart.
Gray flexed his hips slowly, sliding his arousal right over the tiny hole. He whispered into Natsu's ear, "I'll need to loosen you up."
"Do it," he urged, almost strangling with need.
Gray smirked at the permission and licked Natsu's cheek. "Do what?" he asked tauntingly.
Natsu blushed. Seriously, was he going to make him say it?
"What am I allowed to do?"
Oh! Was this figuring out boundaries?
"T-touch … inside."
"Do you want my fingers?"
"Yes!"
"Tell me precisely."
Oh God, was he seriously going to make him say it?
"Your f-fingers … inside."
"Inside where?"
Natsu grunted in sexual frustration as he felt Gray's cock taking another slow stroke right up the valley of his ass cheeks. "Inside … m-me."
"Inside your mouth?" Gray asked, thoroughly amused by the humiliation.
"M-my … my ass. I want your fingers in my ass."
"To do what?"
He groaned, feeling his pride cracking apart. Fuck it all, he'd say it! "Touch me. Open me up. I want you inside me, Gray. I want your fingers inside my ass."
Gray licked his cheek again. "You're so sexy when you're lewd." Then he backed off and went to his dresser where a bottle of lube was already waiting. "Can I also use a toy?"
"Yes, anything," Natsu said, crumbling under the desperation to be touched again.
"Is a butt plug okay?"
"Yes, fine. It's good. Gray, please!"
"Easy." Gray came up behind him again and wrapped one arm around Natsu while resting his chin right where his arms were raised above his head. "Tonight is about your pleasure, Natsu. I'll take care of everything, but I don't want it to be over too fast. You need to be patient."
"Don't wanna," he snapped.
Gray clicked his tongue. "Bad dragon. Do I need to train you?" His lubed finger slipped inside, spreading Natsu open.
"Oh God, yes!"
"I do?" he asked, sliding in and out, slowly working his way in deeper. "Does my dragon need more lessons in how to be domesticated."
"Screw that," Natsu said sharply. "Dragons are wild, always are."
"Mmm, so true," Gray said, tracing around Natsu's nipple with his free hand. "I love listening to my dragon roar."
He pinched the nipple hard, getting a grunt, but then forced another lubed finger up into the ass, spreading wider and getting Natsu to fully cry out.
"Love hearing that voice, making my dragon cry."
Love! Natsu realized Gray must be working on that word, especially after earlier.
"I love how you feel around my fingers. Do you like it?"
"I love it," Natsu said, panting hard at the incessant thrusting.
Gray nipped at his ear. "I use my ice in your ass so much, I forget just how smooth you are inside. So soft and hot in here. I can feel it all, every dark and dirty place. Plus when it's my fingers, I can find … this."
His fingers pressed on a small lump inside, and Natsu howled as it was massaged. He felt his cock already dripping.
"Gray, please! Touch me."
"I am."
"My cock … p-please."
"No." His fingers began to pistol in fast, urgent movements. "I have so much planned for you. I need to make sure all of you understands how I feel, not just your cock. You don't get to come until every part of your body knows it."
"N-no … I'm … gonna…"
Already, with the buildup of an entire day, with the pleasure sizzling all through him, plus Gray ramming those fingers in hard and insistently, Natsu felt everything in his body drawing in, building to a climax, tightening into one singular need.
"Gray!"
Just as he was about to snap, Gray pulled his fingers out and pressed hard just behind his balls.
"Clench your ass hard, Natsu."
"Wh-what?"
"Now!"
Natsu did as he was ordered, but he was already feeling the first spasms of pleasure.
However, something was different.
He looked down, almost blind from such intense pleasure, but he realized there was no rushing, gushing sensation like usual. To his surprise, he was not ejaculating.
"What … wait, I…"
Gray hugged him, feeling the jolts. "Enjoy it."
"Nnngh!" He was, but it was weird. It was all the pleasure and none of the mess.
"Wait. I definitely … G-Gray?"
As he felt the tension soothe away, he eased back and came around to look at Natsu's face. "Are you okay?"
"That…" He looked down, completely confused by his own dick. "I came, I know I did, but … I didn't…" Nothing had shot out, yet he knew what he had felt.
"I read about this technique. It doesn't always work. It's called a dry orgasm, and it's what I was aiming for. Where I pressed basically cuts off the release. This way, you can come without your usual fears kicking in."
Natsu looked up, eyes bright. "I can come without semen?"
Gray made a face. He always worried so much that this was such an issue for Natsu, especially considering why it was. "You'll need to work on some exercises and train yourself…"
"I can train," he cut in with excitement. "I'm good at training."
"I'm not sure if it will always work—" In fact, considering Natsu had no training at all, it was a miracle he had managed to cut it off the first time. Perhaps he had been working on his kegel muscles without even realizing it. Gray smiled proudly. "—but I'm glad it did. Otherwise, it'd be boring waiting around until you're ready for more."
"I'm ready now," he said right away.
"Easy there. Do you feel like you can heal wounds? You know, licking it, that dragon lust spit thing?"
Natsu blinked his eyes in confusion, but he focused inward. "No, I don't think so. It doesn't feel like that."
"Hmm…" Gray realized that must be tied into actual sperm release, or something. "Too bad, because I sort of wanted you to bite me."
"I can! I totally can. I want more. I feel great."
"You sound hyper."
Natsu laughed in agreement. "That was awesome. I wanna learn how to do it more. Um … Gray? If this works, I … I wanna…" He bit his lip, blushing to say it aloud. "I wanna take you."
Gray smiled empathetically at his wish, leaned in, and kissed him. "I want that, too. That's why you'll have to train hard."
"I will," Natsu said eagerly. "Just teach me, tell me how to train for this new technique."
Gray patted his head like a dog. "We'll work on that later. Right now, I want to watch you wallowing in this pleasure and feel yourself drowning in it." He tipped Natsu's chin up and leaned in close. "I want you to entertain me."
Natsu licked his lips, feeling up to anything now.
Gray walked over to the dresser again and picked up a butt plug he had waiting. He slathered lube all over it and came up behind Natsu.
"It's going in," he warned.
Natsu felt it press and groaned, then cried out as it spread, wider, wider, more, almost painful, until finally his ass slid around the divot. He was spread, feeling full inside, panting in pleasure and anticipation.
Gray walked around to the front. "Is it okay?"
Natsu nodded rapidly.
"Good. It vibrates, okay?" Again, Natsu nodded to show he understood what to expect. "Now … you're going to be my porno show."
Gray went to the bed and sprawled out over the mattress. He had a remote in one hand and the lube in the other. With a little lube on his left hand, he propped his back up against the pillows and began to stroke himself.
"Let's see what's on the porn channel today. Channel one: Squirming Dragon."
He turned the vibrator onto the lowest setting, and Natsu's body jolted with buzzing pleasure.
"Oh God, Gray!" His body twisted against the ropes binding him, both wanting more and wanting to get it out because it felt so damn good.
Gray stroked himself as he watched Natsu's gloriously naked body and the way his face contorted with pleasure. From his mouth dropped open with deep moans, to biting his lips to hold back sounds, every face made his cock stiffen and start to drip.
"Channel two: The Roar in the Night."
The remote dial twisted up to the second setting, and sure enough Natsu howled. His hips began to shake back and forth as his cock hardened and turned brighter.
"Oh, this is a good show," Gray said, stroking himself faster and reaching up to touch his chest. "I like the actor in this one. He doesn't have much of a speaking role, but his acting … nngh … is truly superb."
Natsu's body began to bow back. He needed to come! What had built up last time was still right there, right on the cusp. His body burned, his cock throbbed so hard, he felt every heartbeat along its length.
"Channel three: Wet and Wild Wizards."
The vibrator was now purring so aggressively, Gray could hear it from inside Natsu's ass, even over the nonstop moans and hard breathing, as well as the slick noise of his hand stroking his cock with need. Gray groaned as he saw the pre-cum dripping down Natsu's erection, sliding along his cock, and a few drops landing on his carpet.
"Channel four is airing one of my favorite shows: The Dragon Begs."
When he turned it up again, he thought he saw Natsu go completely limp against the rope, his knees unable to hold himself up anymore.
"Oh God, please, Gray. Touch me. I need it. Gonna come, I feel it. Please! I can't … can't stop … Gray, please!"
Gray immediately turned the remote to the highest setting and leaped forward, crashing into Natsu's body and grabbing both of their cocks together.
"Channel five: The Dragon Comes in Winter."
The feel of Gray's hand was all Natsu needed. He felt it all rushing forward this time, blinding and deafening him.
"Bite me, Natsu," Gray panted. "Bite me hard."
He was barely even thinking as he chomped down and his canines sank in. He could taste it, sweet, getting sweeter. Gray was so close, and now he could taste it.
Suddenly, Natsu felt pain in his shoulder. It just hurt as first, but then it was suddenly harder, stabbing. He arched up as it stung and burned.
Then he smelled it. His blood!
He looked over sharply, but Gray was not letting go. For the first time, he had actually bit Natsu hard enough to break skin. He marked him!
Finally, they were fully a marked mating couple.
As the waves of pleasure surged through him, Natsu clamped his mouth over Gray's wounds to suck on the blood. He burst out over Gray's hand, spurt after spurt, and felt it dripping down his thighs. Gray let him go but kept stroking himself, so close now, huffing heavier, and his teeth dug in more as his body finally stiffened. Natsu felt the cum splash onto his stomach in a hot, viscous mess. The blood oozing out of the bite changed, and all through the orgasm, into almost a minute after, Gray's blood was intensely sweet on his tongue.
Right near the end, there was a difference. It was faint, but he began to taste it right as the sweetness faded. There was a definite change to Gray's blood. Natsu could not quite figure it out. Was it possibly a change due to his own blood now being in Gray's body?
He liked tasting it, but he had to heal this while he could. Although he wanted to keep tasting that special change to Gray's blood, he allowed saliva to build up, then licked the bite.
Gray turned off the remote and let it drop to the ground so he could hold Natsu with both hands. He flinched as that hot tongue lathed over his pierced skin. The copper taste on his own lips was not one he was sure he liked, but he knew what he desperately wanted to do that night. It was a special gift for this special day, and he had been saving up for it. He had even practiced a little by biting into unpeeled oranges.
"Was that okay?"
Natsu finished licking and leaned back with narrow eyes. "Untie me," he demanded.
Worried if maybe he did it wrong, Gray yanked on the rope, and Natsu's arms dropped. Before he had a chance to untie them, Natsu wrapped his arms around Gray and yanked him in close.
"Do you know what you just did?"
"I … I think so," he said, not really certain and confused by Natsu's reaction. "You used to talk about it, being a marked mating couple. It means we want no one other than the one who has our mark."
He remembered! It wasn't on accident. Natsu struggled, but he could not hold back tears of happiness.
Gray felt Natsu's shoulders shaking and heard a hiccup of a suppressed sob. He realized, he had not done something wrong; no, far from it. He pulled back and tipped Natsu's chin up. The overwhelming joy he saw on that cherubic face was well worth the ache in his jaw.
"This was the second half of my gift," he told Natsu, tenderly caressing the tears away. "I specifically wanted to do this tonight."
In trying to decide what to get Natsu, the collar was an easy choice, but he had realized that Natsu might not be ready for it. If he rejected the collar, Gray needed a backup plan. He had thought long and hard for days while the collar was being made. When he saw it, and he saw the word Beloved chiseled into the name plaque, what his other gift could be came to him right away.
To give Natsu something he had wanted for many months, but Gray was never sure if he was ready for such a huge leap.
'We're mates. Maybe you can call that lovers. With dragons, they can take that another step: a marked mating couple. It means they want no one other than the one who has their mark. Going steady, an exclusive couple, whatever you want to call it. It's one step above just being mates. The mark needs to be done with purpose, and with the mind frame of making a claim. The two mates bite one another and lick the blood. It needs to pierce skin: neck, shoulders, back. Legs, maybe. Not the lips, though, nor ears. It needs to be something that's a challenge to bite. That's the whole thing: not nipping until you draw a tiny bit of blood, but really biting deep. Sharing one another's pain, sharing each other's blood … bonding that way.'
'And beyond that?'
'Beyond? The two dragons build a den together. They commit to one another for the rest of their lives.'
'Marriage.'
'Um … y-yeah.'
A marked mating couple! It was one step below being married. As Gray looked down at the bracelets, he chuckled silently to himself. Here he had planned to take things a step further in a draconic fashion, while Natsu had the exact same idea, but in a more human fashion.
They had both reached this level at the same time, and in the end, they had given each other the exact same thing: a gift to symbolize that they wanted more out of this relationship they had clumsily fallen into.
More tears filled Natsu's eyes as he bit his lip to hold them back. "Do you mean it?"
Gray leaned in and gave Natsu a gentle kiss, although he saw a smear of blood from his mouth streak behind onto Natsu's lips. "I absolutely mean it."
Natsu's jaw trembled as he lost the fight to hold back outright sobs. Gray smiled at how adorable he was, and how much he loved this man. Suddenly, Natsu buried his head down into Gray's chest and cried into his sweaty skin.
"I love you so much," Natsu bawled. "I love you! I love you."
"Yeah … same here," Gray said, nuzzling into his hair and trying his hardest not to feel guilty for being unable to say those words back, especially now, in this moment. He decided to switch gears completely and blurted out, "Although, we may need to get you to a doctor." He looked at the red drips snaking down from Natsu's shoulder. "I can't heal that, and it's bleeding a lot. I was focused so much on whether or not I actually could bite you hard enough, I may have overdone it."
Natsu sniffled back his tears. "Lemme try something."
He sucked on his cheeks and moved his mouth around, gathering up saliva. Then he hummed and pointed to his mouth to show to kiss him. Gray realized what he meant and leaned in. Natsu carefully let his saliva fill Gray's mouth, and then Gray spit it onto the bite he had given to Natsu's shoulder. He licked it around, and the skin began to regrow. Natsu did it again, working his mouth to get as much as he could, sharing it with Gray, and watching as Gray healed him.
A mate cleans up the mess, and the dragon protects the mate, cures any wounds, and stays with the mate until both recover.
Maybe Gray was not a dragon, but he wanted to cure his mate, protect him, and not just stay with him until he recovered, but for always.
Finally, both were healed. Gray untied Natsu's wrists and rubbed them out, making sure nothing was numb. Then he tugged the butt plug out and set it aside to be sterilized. Carefully, reluctantly, he removed the collar last. Playtime was over, but Natsu would always be his Beloved.
They both set about cleaning. There was semen and blood on the floor which had to be cleaned right away before it stained. The collar needed to be wiped down, the sex toy scrubbed, and the ropes coiled back up. Then they showered, lovingly cleaning each other while kissing the bruises left behind on their respective shoulders.
"Do you need to go home?" Gray asked as they dried off.
Natsu stood to the side and simply lit himself on fire. "Nah, I told Happy I'll be gone all night. He has plans for tomorrow, so he said to take my time."
"Then maybe we can do something in the morning."
"Horny snowman," Natsu teased.
Gray rolled his eyes. "I meant going out to breakfast, you sex-crazy idiot."
They turned off the light, climbed into bed, tried to curl up together, but Natsu felt restless. What he had tasted for a moment in Gray's blood would not leave his mind. Had it been his imagination? Igneel never mentioned that, after two dragons became a bonded mating couple, their blood would change taste like that. Maybe that did not happen for dragons, or maybe Igneel was not all that experienced after all. (Natsu preferred not to think about his father mating in any sort of way.)
As Natsu kept tossing around, Gray asked, "What's the matter? Are you okay? Did it hurt too much?"
"N-no. Gray, maybe this is weird, but … can I taste your blood again?"
He sighed into his pillow. "Natsu, no offense, but I'm almost asleep. I can't get you off."
"Not like that. Just a little, like a pinprick. I need to confirm something."
With an exhausted groan, Gray turned on a lamp, walked into the other room, and came back with a sewing needle.
"Set it on fire to sterilize it first. I don't want an infected finger."
Natsu heated up the needle, and Gray gave him his index finger. He braced himself, and sure enough the prick hurt. Then Natsu sucked the crimson droplet off his finger.
He was right! The change in taste was even stronger now. With Gray's finger in his mouth, his eyes lit up with excitement.
"What's up with you?" asked Gray.
Natsu popped the finger out. "Your blood, it tastes like me now."
Gray arched an eyebrow.
"I guess because my blood is in you. It's not like the blood itself is different, but something else, like a magical quality to the blood. I don't even know what it is, but it's changed. Drastically!" He sucked on Gray's finger some more. "I don't know if this makes sense, but it's like I taste dragon in you."
"I … taste like a dragon?" Gray was unsure if he liked the sound of that.
"A fire dragon, specifically. I mean, it's not like I know how dragons even taste, let alone different types of dragons, but that's what my brain is telling me. You taste like a fire dragon. Like me. And somehow, that's proof that you're my marked mate."
"Wait, so am I going to have part Dragon Slayer blood in me from now on? Do I get any of your magic?"
"I honestly don't know. Igneel never mentioned this. Can I taste a little in the morning?"
"I suppose so, only because I'm curious what the hell is happening to me. If I start breathing fire I'm not gonna be happy."
"Nah, you need the right lungs to do that. I'll put a bandage on your finger. Sorry about that, but it was bugging me. I thought I tasted it earlier, but I couldn't be sure."
While Natsu fetched a bandage, Gray looked down at his finger and the blood beading up again.
He had Dragon Slayer blood now? Or at least some similar properties?
However, he had bitten Natsu's lip before, and nothing like this happened. Natsu had told him long ago that becoming a bonded mating couple was not simply tasting Dragon Slayer blood. It had to be from certain parts of the body—lips did not count—and it had to be done with purpose. It still made no sense why last time, Natsu did not noticed this sort of change, but suddenly, just because Gray bit the way he did, it changed him.
Was it truly from ingesting blood, or was it something deeper? Had doing that made Natsu subconsciously cast a sort of spell over him that actually marked him as belonging to the Fire Dragon Slayer?
He licked his finger, but blood tasted like blood. As far as he could tell, this was no different from if he had cut himself on accident and sucked his finger to help stop the bleeding.
Natsu returned with some medication to prevent an infection and a small bandage to wrap around. Then the lamp went off again and Natsu grabbed Gray, wrapping around him possessively.
"My mate," he whispered in sleepy joy.
Gray smiled to hear him, but he looked down at his bandaged finger in the moonlight. The silvery light caught on the bracelet and the three gemstones.
His mate. Yes, he and Natsu both took many big leaps that day. He sighed in bliss and drifted off in bodily weariness, proud to think that he was now the marked mate of the Fire Dragon Slayer.
End of Chapter 61
A/N: I had to read up on collaring ceremonies for Gray's vows earlier on. There were so many different ways a person can be collared, some extremely formal with a public ceremony, some private and casual. I opted for a bit formal with the vows, but informal in the setting. Obviously, they are not going to host a public ceremony for their closet BDSM kinks.
And what's up with Gray's blood now, hmm? Spoiler: no, he will not start to use fire magic. If it was that simple to gain magic, blood transfusions would be really weird in Fiore.
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