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Fight Me, Bite Me	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 39446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 7
Wax Play
They raced to Gray's house and slammed the door shut behind them. Natsu grabbed the lapels of Gray's coat, rammed him up against the door, and rolled his hips hard against the ice wizard. Gray moaned at the massive, heated hardness in Natsu's loose pants frotting up against him. It had only been a few days, but already he had missed this.
"You sure are eager," Gray said between fierce kisses.
"Mmm … Gray," Natsu moaned through his busy, burning lips. "I missed you." Then he tore open Gray's shirt, ripping apart buttons, and suddenly scratched hard right down his pale chest.
"Arrrgh," Gray cried out, arching back against the door at the pain of the clawing nails.
Natsu gazed as red marks swelled into welts, and he chuckled haughtily.
"Idiot," snapped Gray. "Why'd you scratch me like that?"
Natsu smiled arrogantly. "Because I wanted to. I like seeing my scratch marks on you."
"I can't take my shirt off when I'm like this."
Natsu leaned right up into Gray's face and rubbed right over the smarting scratches. "I know, and that's going to annoy you, at least for a day or two. It'll make you keep thinking about me. Come on, you big baby, I didn't even break skin. This will heal up real quick."
Still, Gray glared at him. Fighting his stripping habit for two whole days would be incredibly challenging. "Bastard," he grumbled.
Natsu pulled off his shirt, loosened his white scarf, and tugged it aside, exposing the side of his neck. "Do you want to mark me too?"
Gray stared at that flawless chest and pale neck, where only the ragged scar marked him. "Can I?"
Natsu nodded slowly. "I want you to. I wanna know you want to be mine, and to have me as yours. To mark me as your mate. If you wanna."
Gray caressed those burning, flushed cheeks. "Of course I want that." Slowly, he unwrapped the scarf and set it aside. "Can I bite you? I know you like it at the end, but—"
"Yes!" Natsu gasped loudly. He shuddered out a ragged breath to calm himself. "Yeah," he whispered. "I want that."
"Okay." Gray traced down the frantic artery throbbing with Natsu's racing heart. Then his finger stopped on a spot. "Right here. Is that okay?"
Natsu felt the press of that icy finger sizzling against his skin. The anticipation of being marked right at that spot made his neck clench up. "Yeah," he choked out. "The scarf should be able to hide it."
Gray pulled Natsu in closer, softly kissing the intended area in preparation. "You like the idea of hiding it with your scarf. Do you like when I leave marks on you that you have to hide? Does it make you feel kinky, being in public with a hickey barely hidden away, where people might see it? Hah! And you call me an exhibitionist."
"Shut up," Natsu snapped, breathless as Gray kissed and licked along the jagged neck scar. "Is … is it bad of me? I know you don't like things like that…"
"Natsu, it's fine. It's just a hickey. I might not like openly doing kinky stuff, but I know the thrill of pushing my limits in public. If you like this, if hiding my mark thrills you, then it's something you can do. If you're careful, no one will find out. If they do … I'd love to see you squirm your way out of explaining to Erza how you got a hickey on your neck."
Natsu looked aside and blushed. "It's just … it makes my heart race, and I like that feeling." He looked down bashfully. "Is that so bad?"
"No. It's sexy. So sexy … I'm gonna make your heart really race."
Gray attacked his throat, biting on the edge of the skin until Natsu shouted. Then he sucked hard on the wound. Natsu stiffened, and as Gray held him tightly, he shuddered under that attacking mouth.
Being marked! Being claimed!
Natsu gasped as Gray's mouth moved a little over, finding a new spot of skin, and kept sucking, viciously hard now, as if ready to suck the blood right through his pores. When at last his mouth released, the hickeys left behind were huge and already dark purple. Gray admired the marks with smugness.
"Oh, you better hide that with your scarf. No way you can play that off as mere bruises." Natsu was not moving, dazed and dizzy with the rush of hormones. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. God, that was … a lot. Did you break skin?"
"No, but that's a hell of a bruise. It'll be there for a week at least."
Natsu's lips curled in snarling delight. "Good."
"Are you really okay for this?"
"I need it." Natsu dived in and sucked down Gray's jawline and along the jugular vein.
"H-hey, no hickeys on me. I can't hide them like you."
"Shut up," he snarled. "Do you have any clue how damn horny I've been?"
"So what would you like to do?" Gray offered.
Natsu stopped attacking Gray's neck and looked up at him in confusion. "Do?"
"Make-up sex. Or perhaps I should say it's Sorry-I-Made-You-Sick sex. You tell me what you want, order me to do anything, and I'll obey. This is your time, Natsu. This is my gift to you."
Those squinty eyes widened. "Anything?"
"Absolutely anything." Gray caressed the Dragon Slayer's cheek with the back of his knuckles.
Natsu lowered his head as he thought about the many fantasies he had in the past. They were always nothing more than dreams, imaginary situations, yet now, here with Gray, those seemingly bizarre fantasies could come true. "Well, there is something, but I'm not sure if you have the stuff for it."
"I can buy it. Anything you want to do, anything at all, doesn't matter how crazy or expensive." He rubbed up Natsu's hot arm. "Anything you want, I'll do it."
Natsu bit his lip and looked away. "C-could you … maybe … um, tie me up with rope, and then … then … drip hot wax on me?" He looked over worriedly. "I know that may be weird, but … heat on my skin … I really like it. Playing with fire, and the heat, the burning wax … I used to do it to myself, but it's not the same."
Rope bondage! Dripping wax onto a lover! Gray had to calm his breathing and gulp hard before he could speak. "If that's what you want…"
He nodded eagerly.
Gray needed to stay composed. If he looked as aroused as he felt, this would all go totally wrong. Keeping his voice neutral, he ordered, "We can't use the bed. Wax won't get out of fabric easily, and I'd rather not ruin my sheets. Get an old towel from the hamper. Lay it on the ground in the kitchen. Then get undressed and lie down on the towel. I have rope, but I need to buy a candle from the store, won't take more than five minutes. Wait for me."
Natsu nodded. "Got it," he said, and he eagerly rushed off.
Gray had to get another shirt before he hurried out the door and practically ran to the nearest store. He thought any store would sell candles, but this one had nothing. Sexually frustrated, he hurried on to the next store, but still, no candles. With a curse, he ran to a store further down, but one he knew sold household goods. They had to have candles.
They did. Many types. Gray would have just grabbed the first one he saw, but he realized that he should pick a special one for Natsu. It needed to burn right, to have good wax, something that would not stain his floor too much if the drips missed the towel. The dyes in some of these candles might even be unhealthy. Natsu also mentioned early on that he hated strong fragrances. The candle should be odorless.
"Can I help you?" asked a weaselly looking clerk.
Gray knew he could not bluntly ask what candle was best to use on a lover. He needed to phrase his questions just right. "What wax is the coolest? You know, like if you don't want a little kid to get burned around them."
"Ah, one of these paraffin or soy wax candles would be best for that." He took Gray over to a display. Poor Gray had no clue candles were made of different ingredients. Wax was wax … right? Apparently not. "These are … well, I'm ashamed to admit it," the clerk chuckled with a blush, "but they're for … um … what's called wax play."
Gray's eyes widened.
"Oh, don't worry, we don't sell those sorts of items here, but although they were manufactured with that in mind, the fact is that their melting point is very low, so when they drip, they are not that hot. If you're using candles around children, you might want to use soy wax. It cleans out of fabric and hair with just a little hot, soapy water. Stay away from beeswax candles. The wax can get quite hot."
"And, if I want a candle that burns … hotter?" Gray asked quietly.
The oily clerk's beady eyes lit up. "Ah, well, in that case, come over here." He put his hand on Gray's shoulder and guided him to another part of the candle aisle. "Pure beeswax, no additives, set to burn hot but melt pure. If this ever-so-happens to drip on a person's skin … well, the pain is quite intense," he chuckled lewdly. "The problem with beeswax is that the melting point is so high, they're normally dripless, and therefore the molten wax falls slowly. Are you looking for more drips, or more heat?"
"Uh … a mix?" Gray said with a shrug, unsure what was better, and mortified that he was in public talking about this. The store was empty, but anyone could walk in. This was inching toward his aversion to being publicly known as a kink freak.
"Then my recommendation is for a paraffin pillar candle, which will build up a waxy center that can be poured out quicker, but a beeswax taper, which you can tip at a downward angle for more drips, and they'll be quite hot. Start high to let the wax cool as it falls, and then lower the candle slowly to your submis- … ah, I mean, to whatever it might be that you're dripping this onto. To avoid the wax soaking into anything, over here we have a drop cloth. Just lay that down where the wax will be … or where someone else may be lying down." He gave Gray a delving look. "Sounds about right for your needs, Mister Customer?"
Gray gulped. He was used to the sex shop and the friendly clerks there who helped him with purchasing kinky items, but this was just a normal store. Plus this clerk was creeping him out.
"I'll take them," he said sternly.
Gray grabbed a thin taper beeswax candle, a wide pillar paraffin candle, and he snagged the drop cloth as well. He paid for them and ran out of the store.
"I hope you come back to my store soon, Mister Customer," the clerk said slyly. "There's lots I could … ah … teach you."
"Creep," Gray muttered between clenched teeth.
When he was almost home, he realized he had no matches or lighters since giving up smoking. "Duh, I have a flame-brain." He hoped that was all he needed. He desperately wanted to get home before his boner popped up again.
When he entered, the sight before him nearly undid him. Natsu had laid a ratty towel on the kitchen floor, and he was lying atop of it … completely naked.
"I've been waiting a long time, Gray." Although his pout looked cute, that voice was sinful.
"Dear God," Gray whispered. Give me strength not to fuck him before I finish playing with him. "I got … stuff." His mind was faltering quickly. "The … person … clerk guy … he said I should use this drop cloth." Gray licked his lips as it felt like he was salivating.
"Oh, good. I can bunch the towel up for a pillow. This ground is cold and hard."
As Natsu stood, Gray watched how those muscles rippled. Cold … hard … yeah, that described something other than the floor right now.
"I'll help you spread it out."
God, he wanted to spread Natsu out, tie him down, and have his way with him.
Gray shook his head, trying to regain control. "Uh … y-yeah. Light this pillar candle first. We should let it have some time to melt."
Gray set the candles on the kitchen table. Natsu lit his finger on fire and pointed at the pillar's wick until it popped, sizzled, and caught alight. To Natsu's sensitive nose, the smell of wax began to overwhelm the snowy forest aroma of Gray's home. Still, he was thankful that the candle did not have some weird smell.
Gray hurriedly spread the drop cloth, with the towel rolled up as a pillow under it. Natsu laid back down, lying on his stomach. Gray raced around to get other stuff, like the rope, a candlestick holder for the taper candle, and a pitcher of water in case anything caught on fire. Natsu might be able to eat the flames, but he still felt safer with some water nearby, especially since both of them might end up too overwhelmed to extinguish a fire with magic. Caution was always of utmost importance.
The pillar candle had not burned much, so Gray lit the taper in the flame. Since he was holding it angled, it instantly dripped down the thin stick, and a drop hit Gray's skin. He gasped and used his other hand to quickly ice the burn.
"This one is supposedly the hottest candle. I wonder if it's too much."
"It'll be fine. My body handles heat well, remember?"
"Right. Are you ready for this?" he asked, bringing the candle over carefully.
Natsu looked back and gazed at the flame dancing on the tip of the wick. "Y-yeah."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I want it."
Gray stood over Natsu and held the taper high above.
"Isn't that kind of high up?"
"It'll cool as it drips. Just to start." The oily clerk was smart to give that advice, although it made Gray wonder what the creep did with the overstock merchandise.
Gray held the candle over Natsu's back and tilted it until the melted wax began to drip. It slid down the stick, but finally Gray turn it enough so the wax dripped. The clear droplet fell through the air and splashed onto Natsu's skin.
The Dragon Slayer cried out at the first drops. "Ahh! What the hell sort of candle did you get? That's way hotter than the ones I've used before."
"Hurts?"
"No, feels really damn good."
More dripped, and with each droplet of wax, Natsu tensed up and moaned in pain. It burned more and more. Seeing the erotic artwork of waxy drops on Natsu's body aroused Gray with each colorless drip. Natsu was used to flames, but hot liquid was slightly different. He could not absorb the flames, since there were none. His skin was more tolerant than normal people, but still the shock of the melted wax made him cry out.
"God, Natsu," Gray moaned. He yanked his pants off without disturbing the candle as the growing bulge became too restrictive. "Are you all right?"
"Yes. You can bring the candle a little closer. It might make it hotter."
Gray smirked down at his prostrated boyfriend. "Do you want it hotter?"
"God, yes!"
Gray knelt, bringing the candle closer with each drop, until finally Natsu's moans became shouts.
"Is that good?"
"Hell yeah," he yelled frantically.
Slowly, the shouts of pain softened to hums of intense pleasure as wax built up upon more wax, and instead of burning, it felt like merely tingles of heat. Gray set the taper in a candlestick and picked up the huge pillar candle.
"Do you want to try this candle now? It's supposedly cooler, but there's quite a bit of wax built up inside."
Natsu breathed hard and nodded vigorously. "Yeah."
"I'm gonna start high again. I'm not sure how hot this will be. It's been pooling in here for a while, probably pretty hot."
"Good," Natsu groaned lustfully.
Gray chuckled at the low growl in his voice. "You're quite eager."
Natsu let out a soft moan. "I like the heat. I want more."
Gray licked his lips. God, he wanted to give Natsu so much more. But not yet. "All right. Here we go."
He tipped the pillar slowly, watching the clear paraffin wax inside draw closer to the edge, until a small stream dribbled. Instead of dripping straight down, it slid along the pillar, and the first few drops hardened before they had a chance to fall, but as Gray kept tilting, a molten trickle splashed down onto Natsu's back. The Dragon Slayer arched and screamed in pain.
"More," he snarled.
Gray was enthralled by the fearless body under him. Natsu's muscles tensed with hunger and need, rippling as Natsu tried to move into and away from the heat. Gray's own muscles shivered in sympathy for the burning pain that Natsu must be relishing. In the flickering candlelight, Natsu's body gleamed with each drop of sweat, teasing and enticing Gray.
"Are you okay?"
"God, yes! More!"
Gray realized that from this height, the wax was splashing too much. Drops flew past the drop cloth and hit his kitchen floor. When one drop splashed onto Gray's bare leg, he jolted back. That had been only one small drop, and of a lower temperature candle, but it was still like a branding iron to the ice wizard. He was shocked Natsu could handle a whole stream of the molten wax.
"Hey," Natsu muttered down into the towel pillow. "It's building up. Can't feel it as well."
Gray realized there was quite a design on Natsu's back, nothing artistic, he had only been pouring and dripping wherever he felt like, but now the wax had turned clumpy, especially where the spine's dip made the wax pool.
"Remove the wax," Natsu ordered.
"I'll have to rip it off."
"Good."
More pain. Gray used his ice magic to freeze the wax into hardness. Then he pulled and scraped it off Natsu's skin. He put the hardened globs to the side. Underneath, the skin was bright and warm from the burn.
"God, you're all pink underneath."
Gray touched the heated skin to make sure there were no blisters. A normal person would probably have some burns, if not blistering, but Natsu was different. He could take this, plus more. He was used to open flames, after all. Natsu suddenly flinched at Gray's touch.
"Is it sensitive?" asked Gray.
"Eh. Your fingers are cold."
Gray cooled off the burn. If the skin cooled down, Natsu would regain an even stronger sensitivity to the heat. Then quietly, he whispered, "You're gorgeous like this."
Natsu had good hearing, but he thought for sure he heard wrong. He turned his head and looked behind him to Gray. "What? Gorgeous?" he scoffed.
"Well, I'm not going to call you cute. You hate that. Seeing you like this, seeing your skin marked all pink … it's sexy." Gray leaned over Natsu's body and pressed his bare chest against the heated back. He licked the sweat on Natsu's neck, then dragged his tongue over to the Dragon Slayer's ear and hissed. "Down right erotic!"
Natsu shuddered as he heard those hungering words and felt the hardness in Gray's boxers thrust up against him slightly, teasing him. Then he felt Gray's teeth nip his ear. The bite made him groan and shudder.
"Do you want me to bite you?" Gray asked quietly, breathing cold air into his ear. "Or more wax?"
"Um … both?"
Gray laughed at his adorable selfishness.
"I guess … bring the candle closer. Make it as hot as it can be. Really burn me."
Gray pulled back from his sensual masochist and let his eyes rove over that body waiting so eagerly for pain. "Fine. A little more."
By now, the pillar candle had refilled some of the wax pooled in the center, although Gray saw there was not much. Still, he brought the candle directly over Natsu's skin. It was so close, the Dragon Slayer could feel the heat of the flame. Tilting slowly, Gray let the wax pour out onto the sensitive, and now slightly cooled, skin. Natsu cried out and arched; then he growled erotically. This time, Gray drew a line right up the spine, followed by lines of wax tracing the shoulder blades. Below, Natsu moaned, hummed, grunted, and sometimes when a drop hit skin that was already super sensitive, he let out a sharp cry followed by a hiss as pain sizzled into pleasure.
"So sexy," Gray snarled. "That's the last of the pillar wax, though. Let's go back to the taper while we wait for it. Maybe … down lower?"
Gray put the pillar candle aside to burn and build up wax again. He carefully lifted the taper candle, now with globs of dripped beeswax ribbing the sides. Walking between Natsu's legs, he broke off one of the thicker dribbles along the side, held the wax piece over the flame, and let the wax drip onto Natsu's upper thighs, where no wax had yet touched. That area was far more sensitive than the back, and Natsu cringed away from the droplets of molten heat.
Gray grinned sadistically and let out a low chuckle. "I like seeing you squirm every time it touches your skin. How close can I get, I wonder."
"Do it," Natsu whispered hoarsely. "Bring it closer. As hot as it can be."
Gray tossed aside the rest of the broken-off drip. He knelt again, tilting the candle, letting the drips of white wax pock Natsu's legs, from knees up to the thighs, with the flame dancing just an inch above. Every drip made Natsu flinch, and the rippling of his muscles enthralled Gray.
"Wow, the flame is almost touching your skin."
Natsu whimpered and clawed at the drop cloth. Gray licked his lips when he heard the rattling breaths shaking out of the Dragon's Slayer's lung.
"You're so sexy like this," Gray moaned through clenched teeth, trying hard to keep in control of himself. "God, I want you so bad." It came out half growl, half whimper as the desire for Natsu built up more and more.
With each drop, Natsu moaned or hummed from the pain and pleasure of heat. "Touch me," he begged breathlessly.
Gray stared at him, how Natsu had raised his hips a little to give access to the cock hardening under him. Then coldly yet teasingly, Gray answered, "No."
Natsu gasped at the denial and swung his head around to look at Gray. "Hey, I thought you said I get to order you around today."
"You get to pick what we do. I'm still the one who gets to decide when you come. Now, flip around onto your back. I wanna see your erection."
Natsu slowly moved, but as he began to flip around, all those lines and dots of wax made his skin feel hard, like a hundred small scabs covering fresh wounds.
"It's pulling at my skin," he complained.
"I know," Gray said deviously. "I want it to. It'll hurt more this way. You'll remember what I just did to your back as I do it again to your front. I wonder which side is more sensitive."
Natsu grumbled, but he kept moving around until he was lying on his back, cringing as the freezing floor radiated through the drop cloth and felt like razor blades of ice to his burned back. The cooled and hardened wax tugged at his skin. It was especially painful on his legs, where small hairs had caught up in the wax and were being pulled out by the root.
"Perfect. You're already so hard. I'm gonna tie you up now," Gray announced.
The annoyance of the wax fled his mind as Natsu watched eagerly. Gray blew out the taper so it would not be wasted, but he let the pillar candle burn to replenish the molten pool of wax. He then set both candles aside.
"Um, where did I put the rope?"
"On the coffee table," Natsu said quickly. "Hurry, Gray."
Gray laughed as he rose to his feet. "I like when you're so eager for me."
"Shut up," snapped Natsu. He wanted less talking and more restraining.
Gray walked over to where he had left the few lines of rope. He had treated this rope while Natsu was sick, hoping to use it on him one day. All the frayed parts were removed, leaving the rope smooth. It would not tear up Natsu's skin if he pulled too hard. It would only leave marks, maybe bruises if Natsu really struggled.
And damn he wanted to watch him struggle!
When he walked back over to the wax-messed drop cloth, he saw Natsu staring intensely, and then Gray noticed the increased size of his erection, twitching with eagerness as it stood at attention.
"You're so aroused just thinking about this," Gray purred.
"Because I need it," Natsu moaned. "I'm getting too aroused. I need to be tied up. Quickly."
"Before I do this, you need to promise not to use any magic. Especially not your magic. You see, the rope can burn, so you can't use any fire."
"Oh. Right," Natsu realized.
"Do you really want this?"
"Yes. While I was sick, I kept having a dream. You'd tie me up, string me out. I … I came in my sleep dreaming about that," he confessed with embarrassment.
"Did you? How naughty of you," Gray scolded playfully as he slithered forward. "Coming without my permission."
"As if I can stop something like that."
"I guess you're right. So, this is a dream come true, huh?" He knelt beside Natsu. "I've dreamed of this too. I've dreamed about how you would look, and how it would hurt you, humiliate you, binding you, immobilizing you." Gray's voice almost faltered as his body wanted to lurch forward and fuck Natsu wildly. "The feel of the rope as I wrap it around your wrists, around your ankles, knowing how it would dig into your skin, hurting and feeling good … that would definitely turn me on. Slowly tying you up," he huffed, and Gray gulped hard as his imagination began to overrun him. Firmly, he declared, "Let's do this."
Gray shifted to be by Natsu's head, where his arms were already raised and wrists together, waiting eagerly to be tied up.
"Remember, no fire. Don't burn them. I'm just wrapping it around your wrist," he said in warning. Gray diligently tied the rope, wrapping it many times and in a careful pattern that would hold Natsu immobilized while not hurting him too much. "Like that," he whispered as he worked, talking to Natsu to keep him alert. "Just wrapping it around."
Natsu felt the coiling and the tightness around his wrists and arms. Flashes of the past tormented his mind, being tied up, being held against his will. He panted as an old terror made his heart pound with fear.
"It's okay," Gray said soothingly. "Is that too tight?"
"No," Natsu snapped, trying to calm his racing heart. Hearing Gray's voice helped to keep him in the moment, not slipping into that frightful past.
"It's okay," Gray said again. He gazed down at the finished tie. Just that much was like a work of art, especially with Natsu's arms stretched above his head. "Now, where can I tie this to?" he wondered, glancing around his kitchen.
"Anywhere," Natsu cried out impatiently.
"No, you might pull away from me. Hmmm, I guess I could use the pipe." He tugged the end of the rope over to the sink and attached it to the thick drain pipe. "If you break this, you'll get soaked, so don't pull too hard."
"Whatever," Natsu grumbled, wanting him to shut up and hurry.
"I'm serious," Gray said sternly. "I don't want a broken sink."
Gray made one coil around the sink pipe and tugged sharply. Natsu felt his arms stretch higher, and he gasped at the tension.
"Is that okay?" He heard Natsu panting. "Hey. You're breathing heavily. If it's not good—"
"No. It's fine, just … it's making my heart race."
Gray smiled gently. "Yeah, me too. I like to watch you getting tied up. It's … exciting." His heart was pounding frantically in his chest, although outside Gray looked just as cool and collected as ever. He made a strong knot and then moved down. "Should I tie your legs? Yeah, definitely. You like to kick hard. Don't think I'll forgive that kidney kick you did on me last time."
"Oh. Sorry about that."
"It's fine. I'm gonna tie all four limbs, so you won't be able to move. Totally helpless."
Natsu moaned at that word. Yes! Helpless! Always, he was the one coming to the rescue. It felt good to be the helpless one for a change.
Gray saw the reaction and savored it. "You'll be completely trapped." Natsu's spine tensed in pleasure at just that threat. "You like that idea," Gray teased. "You like the idea of being … completely and utterly powerless."
He did. So much! "Gray," he moaned. He couldn't take more teasing.
"It's okay. I'm here. I'll take care of you soon."
Gray coiled rope around Natsu's left ankle.
"Ah … a little tight," Natsu said, cringing as one coil pressed into his skin too much.
"Okay, I can adjust that. You need to tell me plainly. No safewords, not at this point. Just tell me, okay?"
"O-okay," Natsu whispered in a shiver.
"If you feel any numbness, you need to let me know. I … I've never done this before," Gray confessed, focusing on the rope. "So you'll have to help me through this."
Natsu was shocked. This was something Gray had never tried with someone else. This was an act that belonged to just the two of them. They were both virgins when it came to rope-tying. It made him feel less nervous to hear that. They could work together to make this feel amazing.
"Now, let's see. I can attach this to the table. Hopefully that will be enough."
He pulled the leg to the side. Natsu gasped as his legs were spread apart, exposing his entire groin to the cold air of the kitchen.
"It's okay. It's just your leg," Gray said to calm him. "I'm just tying it here. Now, I'm going to spread your other leg out." He made the knot on the table leg to attach to the ankle. Then he moved to the right leg, spreading it wide. "I guess I can attach this to my stove's door."
It was a far stretch, but the rope made it to the stove. Gray had to make a smaller knotting for that since the rope barely reached. Finally, he stood up and looked at his prey. Natsu was sprawled out on his kitchen floor like a slab of meat ready to be prepared for dinner.
Or maybe like an exotic dessert.
"You look good," Gray growled hungrily. "This is exactly how I want you."
Suddenly, Natsu gasped, and he instinctively pulled away, trying to break free.
"Whoa! Are you okay?" Gray asked, trying to judge Natsu's reactions to this. "Did I say something?"
"Nothing. It's … it's just a … dammit," he said frantically, still struggling slightly despite trying to calm himself.
"Natsu, if I said something bad just now—"
"I'm fine," he bellowed angrily. "Fuck, my heart is racing too hard already. Shit! I … I can't calm down."
Gray heard the table shift and squeak across the kitchen floor as Natsu yanked on the ropes. He quickly set the candles on the counter instead of the table in case Natsu pulled too hard and jolted the whole table over. Then he knelt by Natsu's head and stroked his hair. Natsu yanked again, making the stove door open a little, only to slam shut again.
"A kitchen is not the best place for this," Gray realized in hindsight. His bed would have been better, with the bed posts to tie the ropes to. "Hey, it's just me here," he said soothingly. "Calm down, Natsu. Just keep calm."
"I know! It's just … ugh, instincts. To break free. And … and something you said. Fuck, I know it's just a stupid memory."
"I'll cut you loose."
"No!" Natsu screamed. "Please, don't."
"I have a sharp kitchen knife right on the counter to cut the ropes. If you're ready to freak out—"
"No … no, I'm … okay. Just … the ropes." He closed his eyes, trying to banish a memory.
"Ropes?" Gray asked in confusion. It had been Natsu's own request to use rope. Why did it have a stronger effect than when Gray used his ice, or the handcuffs? Why rope? He set the question aside as he focused on his partner. "If it's not good—"
"No! I … I want it. It's … it's intense, that's all. Back then, that bad past, it was also ropes."
Gray jolted as dread stabbed through him. That taboo past…
"That's it, I'm cutting them," Gray said sternly, beginning to rise to his feet.
"No!" Natsu screamed. "I want them, Gray. Really, I do."
"They're bringing up bad memories," he shouted in worry.
"I want it!" Natsu demanded. "I'll be fine, just … you said something, that's all. I'm fine. Just need to forget that time. It's in the past, and I know that. I know that!" He scowled in frustration. "Dammit, I hate when I'm like this."
Gray knelt back down. He really was worried, but he decided to trust Natsu. If he insisted he was okay, then maybe this was a type of therapy, a little scary at first, but Natsu could work through it with help. Gray grew firmer as he became determined to help Natsu in any way, even if that meant skimming close to that cursed past.
"Just keep calm. It's me here. I won't let you be hurt by anyone else. I'm the only one who will make you feel pain or pleasure. Just me."
Gradually, Natsu's panicked breathing slowed. "Okay," he whispered. "I'm … okay."
"Are you calm?"
Natsu waited a moment, judging his own physical reactions. "Yeah. I'm better."
"Okay." Gray felt intense relief that Natsu had not completely panicked. "Do you need anything?"
"I totally lost my boner."
Gray laughed softly. "Yeah, you're limp down there now. The wax should take care of that. Are you ready for more, or do you need another moment?"
"The heat should burn away the bad memories. It's relaxing, feeling pain like that. Puts me in the present, y'know."
"Nope, I'm not a masochist like you. Still, if this will be better for you, then let's start up again." Gray stood and looked down at his strung up prize. "Damn, you're so sexy like this," he hissed. "My God!" He felt his cock ache at the arousal of seeing Natsu so helpless, immobilized, trapped, and oh-so-ready for him. "I love to see you tied up. I like … when you can't move."
Natsu looked up, feeling tiny as he laid there on the floor, with Gray towering over him. He was a helpless, tiny person, trapped, tied up, at the mercy of his captor.
"Gray," he whined.
The ice wizard saw quite a buildup of wax pooled in the pillar. "Let's use this. How about right across your chest?"
Now Natsu could watch the candle coming toward him. That waxy smell was everywhere, and he felt the heat as Gray brought the pillar down, starting close to the skin, not high up like before.
"Careful," Natsu whispered as he saw Gray starting to tip the candle to its side.
"Careful?" Gray scoffed. "You're the one who wants this."
Instead of letting it drip slowly, Gray immediately poured a stream of molten wax onto the center of Natsu's chest. The Dragon Slayer roared at the pain. His chest was far more sensitive than his back.
"That's what I love to hear," Gray growled.
Natsu growled, yanking on the restraints. "Arrrrrgh!"
"So sexy," Gray whispered, enthralled by the noise of his partner.
Natsu felt that liquid heat stream over him, dripping and slipping down his ribs. Then Gray brought the pouring wax up to Natsu's pectorals and across one nipple. Natsu howled at that, and Gray saw a definite twitch as his flaccid cock came back to life.
"Hey, not on my nipples," Natsu shouted.
"What, are they sensitive?" he asked wryly.
"Yes!"
Gray sneered sadistically. "Good."
He went to the other nipple and poured a large amount right on top of it.
"Yaaaaah! Ow! Dammit, that burns."
"Remember, just say Yellow if you don't like it."
Natsu breathed heavily through the pain. "No. More," he moaned.
Gray laughed and leaned down into Natsu's ear, breathing cold air onto him. "My little masochistic dragon," he whispered in admiration. "But now it's all built up and hardening. Let me rip this off."
He used his nails to claw loose the edge of the wax, and then he ripped it off Natsu's skin, yanking out hair and pulling agonizingly at the fragile skin of his nipple. Natsu's whole body clenched up so tightly, although it was horribly painful, no sound could escape his clamped throat.
"Sensitive there, huh?"
"Shit, that fucking hurt," Natsu gargled out. "Okay, Yellow. Don't do that again."
"Sorry." Gray leaned over and kissed his nipple. Then he licked it, making Natsu shudder and arch up toward his cold mouth. Gray sucked his nipple for a moment, cooling away the pain with his lips. He heard Natsu moan deeply at that. He pulled up, dragging the nipple with his lips, stretching it until it slipped out. Then he blew icy air on him. Natsu inhaled with such a tight throat, it came out as a squeak.
"Gray, that's making me…"
"Yeah," Gray purred, brushing the tips of his fingers against Natsu's cock. "It's making you aroused. You like when I play with your nipples."
Natsu gasped at the ghostly touches. "Sh-shut up! More."
"No more wax in this one." Gray put the pillar aside again and lifted the taper. He had to light it again. Then he moved the dripping candle down Natsu's stomach, letting it splash onto his abdominal muscles, followed by a drop right into his belly button that got something like a scream and a laugh mixed together.
"Hah! Ow! Not there. Don't do it there again either. If it tickles, I'll go soft."
Gray moved the candle down to Natsu's lower belly, until the wax looked like white splashed dots all over the Dragon Slayer's torso.
"More, Gray," Natsu whispered, entranced by the brief spikes of pain. "Nipples again."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," he said in desperation.
He brought the candle closer, letting it drip onto the stiff nub now red from being aggravated. Natsu clenched his teeth and groaned as the heat against the painful skin felt worse now.
"God, yes," he growled. "Closer. Hotter."
Gray put the candle so low, the wick was barely above Natsu's skin. He knew the fire would not hurt the Fire Dragon Slayer, so Gray smeared the bottom end of the candle, fiery wick and all, right against Natsu's nipple. The Dragon Slayer's body flinched, instinctively pulling away, while Gray smeared fresh, hot wax over his sensitive skin.
"Dammit, why are you always so erotic when you're tied up?" Gray hissed, wondering if he could last much longer. Already, a moist spot dotted his boxers. His dick was straining, wanting attention as he saw how Natsu's cock leaped with the burning drops pocking his skin.
"Gray! Touch me."
He laughed softly. "No."
"Gray," he whined. "Come on."
"No," he said simply.
Natsu's thighs tensed so hard, the table shifted. His hips shook from side to side, needing some attention to his groin. Gray placed a cold hand on his lower stomach, just above the curved erection, calming him down.
"Not yet, Natsu," he whispered, shaking his head with a devious smile, loving the eagerness and taking pleasure in denying him. "Not yet. Soon, okay? I promise. Soon."
"Okay," Natsu grumbled, trying to calm his needs.
Gray stroked back Natsu's pink hair, petting him for being obedient, even if only petulantly. "Do you want more?"
"Y-yeah, okay."
Gray took the candle down to Natsu's thighs, but this time he dripped right beside his sack. Natsu leaped hard in shock and gasped frantically.
"Is that bad?"
"No! More!" he said with a whimpering of masochistic need in his voice.
Gray dripped some on the other side of his leg, and the drop of molten wax slid down before hardening, barely touching the edge of Natsu's testes.
"Fuck," Natsu screamed. "Oh God, yes! Gray, touch me. Touch me now. I … I can't take more. Please, touch me."
Gray leaned into his face. "I'm gonna make you come by just the heat of this candle."
Natsu's eyes widened. "No," he whispered. "I … I can't. Not on my own."
"It won't be on your own, idiot. I'm gonna make you so aroused, you'll want to come. You'll need it. I'll force you to come, and I'm not even gonna touch you."
Natsu shook his head. "I … can't."
"You can and you will," Gray said with a stern, domineering voice. Then his words dropped to a seductive whisper again. "I'll make you come, Natsu."
His eyes went wide with terror. That damned voice again … I'm gonna make you come, boy.
"But I won't touch you."
Natsu instantly calmed. It was not the same. It was not that nightmare. This was Gray. It was safe with Gray. He trusted Gray. He repeated this like a mantra to keep him in the moment, not drifting to that nightmare.
Gray smirked to see the terror leaving his face. "I'll make you so overwhelmed, you'll have no choice. Even without touching you, I'm gonna make you want it. You'll need it."
He pushed Natsu's cock up against his stomach to keep it out of the way. Then he dripped the wax right onto Natsu's scrotum. The Dragon Slayer screamed, and both legs yanked hard against the restraints, partly opening the stove door, which sprang back shut with a bang, and shifting the table so hard Gray had to push it back into place with his foot.
"Do you like that?" Gray dripped more out, pocking the wrinkled balls.
"Oh God, yes," Natsu howled. "Gyaaaaah! Oh fuck, that's so good. Touch me! Stroke me off, Gray."
"No. You told me not to touch you before, so this is your punishment for denying me. Now, I'll deny you."
"Please!" he screamed. Instead, the drops of fire-heated wax burned higher, up the vein of his cock, making it twitch and dance on its own. "Oh God … please, Gray."
"For someone who doesn't want to come, you sure are begging. Maybe I should burn that stubbornness of yours away." He put the flame close to Natsu's cockhead, dripping right onto the pre-cum beginning to leak out the slit. He could almost hear the fluid sizzling.
"Raaaaagh!" His cock leaped and surged, yet nothing came.
"Do it, Natsu. Come for me. Come … or I'll make you hurt." He dripped more onto the slit, completely covering it. "How about that? It's plugging up your dick now. Can your cum shoot off the wax? I bet you're so built up, it really could shoot that off."
"Gray … goddammit!"
He brought the fire close again, stroking the flame up and down the length of the cock, not touching the skin, but very, very close. Any normal human would have gotten blisters from a flame that close to their body, but Natsu only howled erotically.
"Gray … nngh … G-Gray."
"Come, Natsu."
"Dammit, touch me!"
"No."
"Please…" His hips shuddered. "Please! P- … Pl … Aaaaagh! Haaah!"
"Do it. Come for me." Gray watched in rapt fascination, expecting him to shoot off at any minute. The head of his cock was so swollen, so purple with the buildup, yet nothing happened. "So stubborn. You want it so badly, and I'm gonna force it out of you."
"Touch me," he snarled viciously.
"I won't." Gray brought the candle under Natsu's cock and let the flame lick the length of the curved erection. Definitely, a normal human would have massive burns, and probably they would need a skin graft with this sort of torturous burning, yet Natsu only shuddered at the feel of the flame.
"Gaaah! No. Stop. Graaaaay!"
"Do it, or I'll really hurt you."
He grabbed the pillar candle again and poured wax right down onto Natsu's cock and scrotum, covering them. Then he grabbed the waxen cock. However, instead of the hard jerking that could bring relief, Gray radiated ice until the wax froze and shattered away, making Natsu shriek so loudly, someone from upstairs thumped down on the ceiling.
"Are you okay down there?" came a shout from the neighbor.
"Shit," Gray hissed. He shouted up at the ceiling to the neighbor. "We're good. Sorry." He looked down. "You're okay, right, Natsu?"
"Oh God, fucking hell, yes!" Natsu screamed.
"Dammit, you're noisy," Gray muttered. "That's the first time the neighbors have ever complained."
Natsu began to sob. "Let me come, Gray."
"You can come any time you want, Natsu."
"No … can't. It … hurts."
"You know what to say to make it stop."
He did, but … Natsu didn't want the pain to end. He wanted to come. He wanted to prove he could do that much. However, on his own, with only the touch of the fire, he felt so restricted. He could not blame his loss of control on someone else. All blame, all shame, all guilt, everything rested on himself alone.
Gray eyed the inside of the pillar candle. It was half used up already, so he put it aside. "Should've bought more candles. Do you want the fire again? Is it too much?"
"N-no…" he whimpered, but then he growled. "More. Right on my cock. It hurts … real good."
"Dammit," Gray growled in sexual frustration. Dealing with a stubborn Dragon Slayer was harder than he imagined. He rubbed the flame over the skin. It melted away any leftover wax. Gray dripped more wax on, blew icy breath on it to harden the drops, and used the candle to make the wax melt again, streaking the length of the engorged shaft.
"Oh God!" Natsu screamed, yanking on the restraints hard as he trembled. "I … I wanna come."
"Yes, Natsu," Gray sneered. "Do it. Come for me."
"C- … can't. I can't. For the love of God, Gray, touch me. Force me to come. Make me! I … I can't do this. Oh God, please! Fuck me already."
"Shit!"
Gray blew out the candle and shook any drips off. He rubbed the heat-softened wax onto Natsu's body, smearing it and smoothing the sharp edges of the drips from the candle. Then, with no preparation or warning, he slammed the thin candle up Natsu's ass.
The Dragon Slayer screamed so loudly, Gray was glad his neighbors were tolerant.
"Gray, what the hell are you doing?"
He pressed the candle in a little more. "Is this what you need? You need something touching you?"
"Touch my cock, idiot," he bellowed, but when Gray gave the candle a slightly deeper thrust, Natsu moaned louder.
"Do you feel that hot wax up your ass, Natsu? Knowing you, I probably could have kept the candle lit and you'd love it."
As the candle moved in and out, Natsu thrashed against the restraints. "Touch me," he begged.
"I won't, but I'll do this. I'll fuck you with a candle. How do you like that? Your second time being fucked up the ass, and it's with a goddamn candle."
"Gray," he snarled, yanking forward, ready to attack him, but the ropes kept Natsu bound.
"The candle wax is all over your body, and now it's inside too. I'm gonna mark you inside and out." He twisted the taper, and those dripping lines that ribbed it massaged Natsu's asshole in a sensation that nearly drove him over the edge right there.
"Nngh! Fuck, that's good. I'm so close. Please, stop your damn teasing and jerk me off already."
"Am I not hitting the right spot? Maybe … there?" Gray angled the candle slightly higher.
Natsu's body arched right off the drop cloth. "Dammit, touch me. Touch … nngh … meeeee. G-Gray." He felt his body nearing the edge. "Oh … gaaah. No!" he screamed, squeaking slightly as his cock surged, yet still nothing came. "Gray, fuck me."
"I am."
"Force me!"
Gray smirked. "I am."
Natsu opened his eyes and stared up at the arrogant ice wizard.
Is this forced? Yes, he's forcing me to come. He's making me. I … I have … no choice. No freedom. No power.
"Please," he sobbed as he felt himself losing control. "T-touch … mmmh … Gray. I … need to … God, I need it so badly."
"Shit…" Gray hurriedly yanked off his boxers and grabbed his dripping cock. With one hand, he moved the candle inside Natsu's ass. With the other, he desperately stroked himself. "Dammit, Natsu, come quickly."
Natsu watched in wonder. Gray looked erotic, overwhelmed and reduced to stroking himself. Natsu's fingers twitched. He wanted to touch Gray, but then he realized he could not trust himself.
"Come! Quick!" he ordered with a desperate face.
Can't trust my instincts. Can't trust the monster inside. Can't trust I won't hurt him … or kill him. I'm a beast, and I have to be chained up. I can't do anything, not even make myself come. He has to make me … has to … to force me.
"Dammit, Natsu! Come on, I need it too."
But he wants me to. He needs me to. Never did someone … need me. Want, but not need. Gray wants me to come. He … needs it. He needs me. He's gonna make me … because he wants it. Needs it. He's … he's gonna make me come. Oh … dammit, I'm about to. I … I need to. And he needs me to do this. He needs … me … to…
Something cracked in Natsu's mind, and it snapped the coil tensing in his gut. Like a levee bursting and floodwaters surging, Natsu gushed out, coming hard with a cry.
"Gray! Oh God, I'm … arrrgh! Graaaaay!"
"Oh, yes. Like that," Gray moaned. As soon as he saw Natsu release, Gray allowed himself to let go and be overpowered by the lust and need. His head dropped as he came hard, splattering over Natsu's body. "Fuck! Yes. Oh God, Natsu."
He tingled in the afterglow of the release and gazed down at the exhausted man under him. Natsu’s head dropped to the side, his chest heaved with labored breaths, and his cock dripped out the last bits as it began to soften. Gray felt such relief, but something more. He felt … proud.
"You did it, Natsu," he praised. "All on your own. You did it. Look at you! White wax and white cum all over you."
Then, he heard a jolting sob.
"Natsu?" Worried, Gray pulled the candle out. A tiny bit of blood streaked the white candle, but nothing too traumatic. Natsu shuddered out a cry as tears streamed down his eyes. "Natsu! Oh shit."
Gray raced to the counter, grabbed the sharp knife he had prepared, and quickly cut away the ropes. Then he grabbed Natsu into his arms. The Dragon Slayer's whole body was shaking. Gray felt terrified. Had he hurt him? Had he broken him? Had he inadvertently touched on some deep, psychological issue again?
"If it was that bad, you should have said Yellow."
"N-not … not that." Natsu sobbed into Gray's chest. "You … needed me."
Gray stayed quiet, unsure what he meant.
"I … was never … needed."
"What are you talking about? The guild has always needed you."
"I don't mean the guild. I mean…" Natsu's voice cut off sharply, and he turned deeper into Gray's chest with a quiver through his body. "I'm glad you need me."
"Natsu," Gray whispered, stroking his hair.
In a sudden panic, he asked, "You'll never choke me, right?"
"Choke you?" Gray's face drew up, starting to really worry about what Natsu was saying. "I already said I wouldn't. We agreed, that's something we won't do, no matter what. I won't break your trust."
Natsu shuddered but nodded.
Feeling worried about him, Gray sadly asked, "Seriously, what happened to you? Were you raped? Tortured? What? I'm already assuming the worst."
Natsu gasped softly, and he began to curl into a ball. "Gray, don't make me. I … I can't…"
Gray slammed his eyes shut in frustration, but then he grabbed Natsu into a tighter hug. From the beginning, he had assumed this was the worst, but Natsu insisted he had been a virgin before they got together. So, it was not rape. Maybe it was even more traumatic than his imagination could dream up. There was definitely a lot more to this than just Natsu getting tied up and hurt in the past.
"Okay." Gray stroked his pink head. "If you can't say, you don't have to. I'll still be here for you, and I'll protect you. I need you, just as much as you need me."
He still wondered and worried what was this deep wound inside Natsu's heart, but he knew that a scab picked too soon only gets worse. He would keep healing Natsu little by little, until the day came when he could open up his heart fully to him. A sob hiccuped out, but Gray saw a smile on Natsu's face now.
"You … need me," Natsu sighed happily.
"Yeah," Gray whispered, caressing the pink hair. "Yeah, Natsu, I need you. I lo-…" Shit! He almost said I love you, but his throat instinctively clenched up before the words could be uttered. "I care for you," he said instead. "So much," he added with heartfelt agony.
Gray cursed under his breath and felt a tear drip out his eye, angry at himself that he could not say three words. How could he be mad at Natsu for not divulging a painful past when he couldn't even utter three stupid words?
"Don't ever leave me." Gray squeezed Natsu tighter, as if the Dragon Slayer might vanish just because Gray had dared to feel that emotion he could not utter. "Don't die," he whispered, shuddering.
Natsu looked up, seeing Gray's emotional pain. He took those cold cheeks in his hands and looked sadly at the teardrop that had slid down. "Gray," he sighed, using his rough thumb to wipe the tear away. "I won't die. No matter what we face, I promise I won't die. But you better promise the same."
Gray nodded. "The only person who could kill me is you."
That made Natsu flinch back hard, and a disturbed shadow darkened his face. "What do you mean?" His words trembled as he shouted, "Don't say that, Gray." He closed his eyes against some horrific memory. "Please, d-don't ever say something like that again."
"I don't mean I think you would purposely do that, stupid," Gray laughed, rubbing Natsu's arms to pull him back from some nightmare. "I mean that if I said the words I want to say, and if that curse fell upon you, and you died … I couldn't go on living. I know I couldn't. That's why I can't make myself say it, although I really want to."
"I know you do," Natsu said, calmer again. "You don't need to say anything. I can see in your eyes and smell in your body that you love me."
"Uh … smell? You can smell something like that?"
"Well, I can at least smell lust. Smells like bleach."
Gray barked out a laughed. "Idiot. That's semen. The whole kitchen reeks of it now."
He finished untying the cut ropes from Natsu's limbs. Then he rubbed out the red marks left behind, massaging blood back into the skin to get back sensation and heal the red marks quicker.
"Gray, thanks for doing this, really."
"Sure," Gray said, untying Natsu's other foot and rubbing out the ankle. "We could do this again, different candles, maybe colored ones. I wonder if I can drip an outline of the Fairy Tail guild symbol onto your chest to match mine."
Natsu chuckled at that. "I'd be surprised if you could draw a lame stick figure, let alone the guild mark."
"Asshole."
"Maybe you should take art lessons from Reedus."
"Keep up the smartassery and I'll rip the wax off your balls."
"God, that would be hot!"
"I know. Now I want to." He heard Natsu make a soft intake of air. "Are you okay? Does this hurt?" He rubbed the ankle softer.
"Not you. The wax is pulling on my skin as my cock shrinks. Hurts like hell."
"We'll get you into a hot bath, and I'll help you get it off."
"I'd love to have you get me off again," Natsu muttered hungrily.
Gray froze at the voracious words. He eyed Natsu up and down. "Could you let the wax down there remain for … half an hour or so?"
"You want a second go?"
"I want more candles. If I use that one over there, it'll smell like burning shit."
Natsu crawled over the drop cloth and straddled Gray's lap. "I'll leave the wax down there on, but I'll pick off the bits on my chest so I can feel it stronger next time. Go buy more candles."
A smile tugged at Gray's amused face. "You want more, so soon?"
Natsu sneered hungrily. "Yes. More."
"Oh fuck," Gray moaned as his cock wanted to harden up already. "I think I'll give you a little rest, though. I want to buy the candles at the sex shop. The shop owner who sold me these seemed to know what I had planned with them. I'm never entering that shop again. Damn creep."
"Did he try anything?"
"No, but he kept touching my shoulder, and I think he … um … propositioned me. I'm not sure."
Natsu snarled, "I'll burn him."
"It's fine. I should have bought them from the sex shop to begin with, but I was in a rush and not thinking clearly."
"So … sex shop candles?"
"I can ask them to sell me their very hottest."
"Oh God, yes!"
"How the hell are you getting hard again?"
"That's your fault."
"Then I guess I have to take responsibility, huh?"
"Yep," Natsu said haughtily. "And you better hurry. The wax on my cock doesn't hurt as much when I'm erect like this."
"I'll wash up, then go. Stay here…" Gray eyed him up and down. "…and stay naked."

A/N: People loved when I did a dialogue read-thru a while back, so I did it again, just a cellphone recording, so forgive the quality. It's unedited, so there is one spot … see, because the read-thru was so long, with lots of gasping and groaning, I had to take a sip of coffee to moisten my parched throat (I don't like to talk much) and I suddenly lost my place. You'll hear me making stuff up and finally grumble "Crap, I'm lost" or something. Ironically since the same thing happens in the story, reading these parts upset my upstairs neighbors, who must have thought I was enjoying quite a BDSM scene. So I began toning down the … um … "vocalizations" near the end. Maybe I'll edit the audio someday, or even make a better recording when my neighbors aren't home. For now, I spoke more in one sitting than I normally do in a whole week. I need to rest my aching throat. Here is the link if you want to listen:
https://soundcloud.com/rhov/fight-me-bite-me-7
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